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swagging-back-to · 3 months ago

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probably 10, when i went vegan my adopters stopped cooking for me at all. All i had to eat was any extra potatoes or salad they made, so i had to learn to cook on my own. i was self-taught.

when i wasn't vegan egg sandwiches, chicken sandwiches on white bread, and i also got salami veggie sandwiches from subway. after going vegan (and before being diagnosed celiac) it's pb&j's and grilled cheese

around 4spoons of sugar. sometimes i add soymilk sometimes i don't. i usually don't.

take out and to go. take out is what i say to describe the food 'im eating takeout'. to go is what i say to describe the order 'im getting it to go.'

cold but things like tea and cider should be hot.

cook. depending on the meal it can be really easy. dishes suck even for myself.

milk chocolate 100%

i'd like to get some but i don't have anything specific in mind. probably those wooden grinder ones.

honestly? soups. you put everything in the pot and walk away. anything else you have to sit over the stove. besides that tho I'll have kabobs, tostadas, nectarines, and ice cream.

sweet n sour sauce first and foremost, then ketchup, bbq sauce, and vinegar.

steamed broccoli and boiled dinner. i still love both of them but don't have them often.

lick bc anyone who bites it is insane

WHAT???????

i used to but I've started decluttering my life and trying to be more minimal. i still collect some mugs tho bc i put other things in them

tiramisu, bibimbap

low. i can get through 4-6 takis before i have to stop

probably cut fruit. hummus.

cooking

PASSION FRUIT or nectarine. both are good.

that i eat or that i don't eat? probably mayo (vegan). i just think it's gross.

coke and chips. classic and salt n vinegar

noodles are straight and long, single thin strands. pasta is everything else.

roasted foods, vegetables, beans, rice. Specifically uncle ben's rice and wild rice with chickpeas. i will literally eat it all winter long.

DRY FLAVOR???? wtf is dry flavor.... but no i have a dissociative disorder so my preferences for everything are constantly changing. I typically gravitate towards salty and sweet, but i do have bits of sour cravings.

probably plain. runner ups are blueberry and everything

nothing. or whatever is butt-fuck easiest. sometimes it's the rice and beans, sometimes it's microwaved canned corn

it depends on if you count dinner as a set meal time or as a specific meal NUMBER during the day. usuaulyl my 'dinner' is my first meal. like 2pm-5pm

yeah probably

garlic powder, Italian seasoning, cumin, paprika, turmeric

hard question bc i feel like I'm just tolerating most of the gluten free versions. maybe ice cream? it used to be eclair's hands down.

too many. i have a deep one on my hip bone and a large one on 1/4 of my thigh from cooking popcorn and dropping the pot :) weirdly enough the smaller one hurt way more and left a bigger scar

it depends on what it is. if it's something that will be soggy then yes

asian, hands down. i learned Japanese JUST to read recipes

sweet. savory pies are gross as fuck

nectarines and cherries

chopsticks. forks and spoons seem gross to me idk why

when i had bread yeah

NEW BLOCK

bowties. theyre so fancy

uhhhh those strawberry candies that old ladies have

i should have but the place i live doesn't ave any

i don't go to either but i would trust a restaurant more

probably they don't last long

i enjoy a well made salad. sub-urban salads that just have lettuce and croutons? fuck no.

too many. gluten, eggs, dairy, chocolate, grapefruit, kiwi

i drink coke most bc it's the most readily available but i like strawberry or blueberry soda way more.

i do this every day by choice. lol. it changes depending on th ecraving. i would probably go for kabobs tho bc it allows the most variation.

alone. for every reason.

if I'm eating with people and I'm talking, yes.

childhood, or just experimentation. specific things are online

probably chips??? blooming onion or salt n vinegar. i also eat a lot of fruit as a snack

yea

FUCK there is and i don't remember what it was. it was a rubbery thing i would chew on as a kid and i would just chew on it so fucking hard my teeth just about broke off.

too many to name.

never.

fuck no. not even when i wasn't vegan.

yes :'( multiple times

it doesn't really matter I'm adding salt anyway

intermediate to experienced. I'm not pro level but I'm not average eeither

tortilla press

go in. i need to see prices and ingredients first hand

yuh

i useed to have them well done or whatever it's called

sparkling water

i used to get bbq chicken as a kid. now i get daiya pepperoni. if i could order at a shop and have it bee safe for me then i'd get pickles, olives, cauliflower, peppers, onions

in certain dishes they're alright but if they're sliced too big then you taste them too much

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

eeat at home. whenever i eat in public my stomach acts up

multiple times.

no. bees die to make it and it's an animal product. by definition it is not vegan. and why do you even want to drink bee vomit?

soy sauce

fried rice ig?? i don't share my food with people tho

soy and oat milk yah

brown, or jasmine. jasmine is superior.

No not really :( i can make versions but it isn't the same. (rn I'm counting my favorite food as ham and cheese hot pockets)

yeah actually. i loved the taste of melted cheese specifically.

kabobs, beans and rice, tostadas (quinoa, onion, black beans, taco seasoning, tostadas), and recently fries with baked breaded tofu

yeah but i don't remember them off the top of my head bc why would i

GROSS

yes :')

it depends. i usually just say no

it's alright. I'm not crazy for it

water. sometimes juice

moxie, fluff, red hot dogs, whoopie pies.

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chocolate-failure · 10 months ago

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God I fucking hate myself... As much for the things that I do as the things I don't. Today my best mfkn friend, like kismet close, celebrated their birthday. And it's wild cuz I say we're really close when we don't know massive swathes of information about each other. I feel like it's mostly me but they play shit close to the vest too.

But I went to the party and I looked really nice but I fucking hated it and myself but mostly myself. I didn't want to eat or drink too much which makes dancing with a bunch of drunk/high people not so fun. But like also idk... I always have these weird moments where I feel like this just ain it. Like being a human is so fucking bogus and I'm so bad at it anyways, why even bother. Like was this experience supposed to impart something upon me? Was I supposed to derive some kind of joy or peace from this endeavor? And The Baby was there. On top of being ignorant af she's also loud which wouldn't be a problem if she had compelling or fun things to say. She low key sucks all the fun out of a conversation with a single line. Like it's kind of the hugest most exhausting buzzkill.

God I hate being me bro and like of course, within the first hour of the party I'm hunched over the toilet retching. That's something I hate. When you go to events and can't concentrate on grounding yourself and tracking the input it's really mfkn hard to find yourself in the bathroom trying to discard said input. It's hard to explain but not really but I'm tired... I can tell how much I've eaten and how much should come up when I'm home because I'm fully calibrated to this environment, as much as I hate it, and I'm able to gauge to a pretty reliable degree how much I should be throwing up and I tend to have a fair amount of control over how fast and how much comes up.

Like especially after eating something like ice cream and popcorn, idk I just remember that combination a lot from my childhood. Hell even orange juice is an okay liquid if you drink enough but ice cream is high up there. The mucous your body produces breaking down high fat dairy products is fucking exquisite 👌 Like it makes this perfect almost frothy capsule around whatever you've eaten making even the hardest things to get up easy af if you're able to get some ice cream inside of you in time. Sunflower seeds have a similar affect because you're producing and swallowing a lot of saliva as compared to food. The seeds get suspended in the saliva and come up real easy like, you don't even need to drink anything. And it's honestly a good idea to try to drink as little as you possibly can because I'm at the phase where something I drank like 3 minutes ago will already be emptied out of my stomach. It's definitely happened a few times and is a fat worst than death. Like imagine you ate something you very much wanna uneat, so you drink some water or juice to grease the skids only when you go to purge literally nothing comes up 😤 whata goddamn nightmare.

It's been a couple days since I started writing this but I had an instance in mind I wanted to mention not so much for posterity but also a reminder to future me the lengths we, hopefully once, went through to keep this fucking shit show going. Ain nothing quite like pulling back the veil to reveal the crusty old man yanking his diseased prick to show you how far you've fallen. Ed is fucking disgusting. The human body is disgusting enough as it is without this disease ravaging it. And maybe it's not that so much as it ravages your mind and makes you grow accustomed to som derranged shit.

The first thought that comes to mind is when you don't put down enough toilet paper or miss your mark and toilet water splashes back up into your face. You don't even wipe it off, might as well wait til we're done right? The business at hand is far more important than getting rancid shit water off your face. And have you considered that perhaps you deserve it?

The other day, and by other day I mean 2 weeks ago I went to dinner with the fam for my brother's birthday. We had sushi. I ate too much. Though any amount is technically too much... So when we get home I rev up the ol tonsil tickler, the choke goat, the duke of puke. Who knew I could swallow knives. And when I'm done I go to flush the toilet and nothing fucking happens... Imagine my abject horror. Here I stood at the scene of the crime, a toilet bowl filled with sushi colored puke and not an ounce of water to dispose of the evidence. I was fucked. I thought well maybe I could convince my brother to help me without looking in the toilet. I certainly couldn't ask my mom or dad. They'd both lose their shit but my brother holds enough reverence for me to enable some of my more unusual eccentricities. No, best not to involve anyone else. But also why tf is the toilet *this* broken??? Like there was no water in the tank. I should've just done it in my room, out of the way of prying eyes. It's also sus af for me to pass 3 other bathrooms to use one of the two that's only used by us and not guests. I could just say I like it more than the others and of course I do but not for the sake of nostalgia. I honestly think my mom would be none the wiser, if she had even an inkling I was back on my bullshit she'd be on me like well me on said bullshit... I should've just used the other one. I would've been fine, but I guess that can't be helped I kick myself as I grab a fist full of my own vomit and drop it in the trashcan. I didn't even think about. Like 0 preparation... This is what had to be done. But then I noticed the bucket sitting next to the trashcan ✨eureka✨ this could work or make the situation a hundred times more difficult to hide. I hedge my bets and fill the bucket with hot water and pour it into the toilet. And just like that my problem was solved. No mess no witnesses and best of all no waves. I didn't need to ask for help and have it documented in my mom's mind that the toilet posed a problem for me. She remembers that type of shit and will check up on shit you may have done wrong.

So I take the vomit soaked tissues in the bathroom trash and put it in a grocery bag and very purposelessly throw it away in the big trash. You can get my mom with sleight of hand if you make what you're doing seem trivial enough without being attention to it.

I feel ridiculous for having to do these things but the discomfort of being overweight outweighs it tenfold. I much rather be skinny than normal. I rather pick shit pellets from my bleeding rectum like some kind of disgusting shit prospector. I rather the constant hemorrhoids, the years of irreversible dental damage, the insane thirst I'm plagued by at any given moment in the day. The inside of my mouth is itchy and tingly and I can't recall a time when it wasn't. I hate every goddamn second of this but this seems to be a reasonable price for self actualization. At least at the moment. I've no intention of stopping and I'm not sure I could if I wanted.

#ed #ednos #journal #im not even gonna talk about my progress #it's too depressing #ive back slid after that party #god i hate my fucking self

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mysticdragon3md3 · 1 year ago

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youtube

What Our Utensil Designs Say About Our Culture by Design Theory

When I was little, I got sick of my dad subtly making fun of us every time we went to a Chinese restaurant. He'd ask for chopsticks for himself, then always make sure to chat up with the waiter about how the rest of us didn't know how to use chopsticks or were just not very good at it. -.-;;;;; So after we hosted a big anniversary party for my grandparents, we had an entire freezer full of orange chicken, and I swore I'd use chopsticks everyday, until it ran out. But by then, I had gotten used to using the chopsticks, that I started using them every day, at every meal, every snack, for everything. I told myself I wouldn't stop until I got good at it. That was YEARS ago.

By now, a year or so ago, I finally realized that I don't need to practice anymore. I'm pretty competent at chopsticks, so I should just use whatever utensils I like the best. And I determined that I prefer using a spoon and fork together, in the Filipino style. You know how Westerners chase food around a plate with a fork OR a spoon? Filipinos use the fork to push the food into the spoon. Filipino food has a lot of sauce/broth, and I love getting some sauce/broth with every bite. But also, I eat so much food that isn't always cut into small pieces. And when whole pieces of meats or fish have been in the frig for a day or 2, they don't exactly come out of the microwave, soft enough to separate with chopsticks. With those foods, trying to separate it into smaller chunks with chopsticks, is just asking to fling food around the room, with the forces applied. Sometimes, it's just safer to cut everything up with a spoon and fork, Filipino style, then I bring back out my chopsticks. lol So despite how much I love using chopsticks, I decided, I prefer best, spoon in conjunction with fork, Filipino style.

Otherwise, I still use chopsticks. I love using chopsticks for snacks and finger food. I've used chopsticks for everything from potato chips and popcorn, to yogurt and ice cream. But that was more about my dedication to practicing with chopsticks until I got good. I'd prefer to eat cream desserts with spoons. But unless my hands are slippery from lotion (Curse this pandemic causing me skin problems!), I still find myself eating cakes, pastries, and ANYTHING else with chopsticks. It's just so much more convenient for people like me, who are particular about tempering the flavors of EACH bite of food. I love customizing each bite, very consciously. And if I'm too lazy to use both hands for even the Filipino style of using a spoon and fork, chopsticks are still better.

The video mentioned eating with hands. And I know that Filipinos traditionally eat with hands too---I remember my grandmother eating that way. But I don't think I could eat with my hands. I'm too germaphobic. I'm too uncomfortable with sticky fingers. Oil or cheese dust under my fingernails? Going to drive me up the wall. lol Maybe I'm too hypersensitive, but feeling all that food residue on my fingers, my skin, my fingernails...? Ugh, I don't think I could do it. And I don't think I could ever FEEL my hands would be clean enough. I'd have to wash my hands between each touch of a glass or condiment bottle, before I returned to eating with my hands again. And even then, the stickiness would just feel too gross to me. That's why I use chopsticks for snacks. When people start talking about the joy of licking cheese dust or sauces off their fingers, I just can't relate. lol I don't care if it's called "finger food", I want my chopsticks! ^o^

Kind of surprised this video essay didn't mention forks and spoons replacing personal knives. I can't remember where I heard it, but I remember something about how Medieval(?) people used to always have personal daggers on them, for self defense and whatever utilitarian tasks needed cutting, and those daggers were also used for eating. But people realized that hosting a dinner party was equivalent to inviting a bunch of armed people to your house. So they thought it safer to start having eating utensils. That's why table knives are also blunt. Maybe it was a history video? I remember it mentioning a Byzantine princess marrying into a more westward country and she was kind of looked down on for bringing a set of eating utensils with her, instead of eating with her hands, like everyone else. What was that video...?

#Youtube #eating utensils #food #cultures #asian american #design #comparisons #contrasts #reminicing #filipino #nostalgia #video essays #history #personal preferences

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tinyhockey · 2 years ago

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hello friend! it’s your fic exchange writer again and i’m back with a few more questions

do you prefer disney world or disney land?

if you’ve gone to the park you prefer, what’s your favourite ride, activity, character to meet, snack, etc. just need anything you see as a must do at that park

ooohhhhhh my dear you just opened a vault you may not recover from. i'm putting this below the cut because i'm just gonna like completely go off. apologies in advance

so i've been to walt disney world in florida i think... 20 times? almost? something like that? i did go to disneyland once when i was 19 and i really liked it but i definitely know less about that.

my favorite park within walt disney world is definitely epcot! my girl my shining star. attractions: soarin' is one of my favorites, i also like test track and slower rides like spaceship earth and living with the land. but honestly the rides are less important to me than the general vibe of the place! i love strolling through all the countries, seeing all the shops, and just sitting beneath a shady tree and people watching. characters: i love to meet my favorite princess aurora over in france!! she's my number one girl. sometimes prince phillip meets with her and i CRY. snow white meets sometimes too and i love her! food: epcot is SOO good for food - i love the rice cream and pastries from kringla bakeri og cafe over in norway, the ice cream and sweets in france, basically everything in japan, like... it's so good fr. i would eat anywhere in epcot and love it. oh and canada has poutine so like?? iconic.

all the other parks are pretty equal in my mind so i will list them all below.

for magic kingdom attractions, haunted mansion is my number one forever i looooove me some spooky fun (even if i always get jump-scared by the popup ghosts in the graveyard). carousel of progress is pretty close behind - it's such a vibe, i love it sm, you should've seen me scream when i found out john and sarah were meet and greet characters at disneyland's throwback night. i also love pirates of the caribbean, the tomorrowland transit authority peoplemover, seven dwarfs mine train, and mickey's philharmagic! characters: allll the princesses!! tiana and rapunzel are my second and third favorites (after aurora) but i also love to meet cinderella and ariel, and all of their princes! tinker bell and peter pan are also really fun even if i don't love the movie oops... food i am a dole whip hater oops but i love a citrus swirl! and a lefou's brew is so good. the grey stuff is really delicious (lmfao). you also can't go wrong with the classics like popcorn and mickey ice cream bars - but no turkey legs ew ew. i like the plaza restaurant on main street and liberty tree tavern for sit down places but sometimes i'd rather just leave and go to the hotels nearby. oh and i loooove the parade festival of fantasy!! i sing the soundtrack constantly. the fireworks are sweet too!

hollywood studios attractions, i love rise of the resistance so so so much it's ridiculous. smuggler's run is fun as well! i miss the great movie ride but i love mickey and minnie's runaway railway too. twilight zone traumatized me the one time i went on it but the theming is so good i might pluck up the courage to go again someday... i also love toy story mania and muppet vision 3d (because everything is better with muppets!) but my number one thing is probably fantasmic. it's the nighttime show there and i cry EVERY TIME I WATCH IT when mickey appears at the top of the mountain... i lose it. i don't usually meet a lot of characters there, but ariel from the live action little mermaid is meeting there now and i'd love to see her! food is kinda iffy at HS but i do love the lunchbox tarts at woody's lunch box and it's a legal requirement that you have to have popcorn and strawberry lemonade at fantasmic.

animal kingdom attractions, i used to love flight of passage until they said i wasn't allowed to go on bc my calves wouldn't fit (which happens to a lot of people but yes i did cry about it). so i like kilimanjaro safaris, kali river rapids, dinosaur, and just like hanging out and looking at all the different animal exhibits! oh and finding nemo the musical AND festival of the lion king slap so much harder than they need to. again i don't really meet characters there. food, you gotta go for tusker house for breakfast and satuli canteen for lunch or dinner. they both are so damn good. plus you get pog juice (passionfruit, orange, guava) at breakfast which, inject that shit directly into my veins thank u.

outside of the parks, i really love all of the different hotels on property! the yacht & beach club is my first home, but the riviera has grown on me so so much, it's gorgeous (and my laptop background). i've always wanted to check out the polynesian too! the grand floridian and port orleans are also so so pretty. disney springs is fun too for an afternoon or evening, i'm not big into shopping but i like to browse around (and look for dolls and plush whoops).

generally i'm not a big roller coaster or scary rides person, i much prefer slower paced rides or ones like soarin' or test track where it's thrilling but doesn't make me scream super loud (ok, test track does, but besides the point). i’m more than happy to hold the backpacks and stuff and find a shady spot to drink a Diet Coke while other people go on! i also love seeing characters and shows, and taking in all the little details of the parks. i know sooo much trivia it's kind of ridiculous. i usually have a plan of what park we're going to, where we're sitting down to eat, and what rides are our number one priorities, but other than that i'm fine just going where the vibe takes me. i usually wear capris and a themed shirt to the parks, plus a backpack and my silver minnie ears with an aqua bow <3 but I’d love to dress up someday, in a way that wouldn’t make me sweat even more rip

i really really love disney if you couldn't tell, i usually have the ambient soundtracks playing or old parade soundtracks, my phone case is disney parks, I’ve seen every Disney and Pixar movie 3 times at least… do I always support them as a company? fuck no! but their movies and music and theme parks comfort me, and everyone in the parks is so nice! I end up complimenting a ton of people or helping them find their way to the star wars rides (my dad always has to tell me I don’t work there!!). it’s really special and I can’t wait to someday share it with a special person <3333

apologies for this complete essay!!! I hope at least some of this could be useful to you or at least interesting. if you have any more questions please let me know!! thank u so so much :3

#summer fic 2k23

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toomanytookas · 5 months ago

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Oooh I love your analysis of how they would approach their appreciation of a movie differently! It really does make me want to sit down with both of them, I can see what you mean about it not being a choice easily made.

Ok, I'll be honest, I'm kind of a snackless watcher, but more because I'm the type that will eat a bunch of popcorn before and dig into more after, but I kind of get wrapped up in the watching that it becomes less of a priority to snack during the film. hahaha.

Haribo is a S-tier choice. I can't say I've ever had them cold, though, I'll have to try it! I don't tend to like gummy bears on ice cream because they get so tough to chew, but perhaps the fridge is a good happy medium. Maybe this is just where I was living, but during the pandemic I found that gold bears got sooo much softer (in a good way in my book), I think because people were consuming more of them and so the ones that were being imported were fresher. I guess I gotta move somewhere closer to a factory. 😂

Dieter + horror sounds like a very fun combination and watching Cage with Javi G is a no brainer! I've never seen Paddington 2, but I feel like I see people mention it a lot as a very wholesome film, so perhaps I'll have to give it a go sometime soon when I need something soft.

Thanks for your answer, Zelly! I hope you've been having fun this weekend. ✨

Happy Pedro Hours, Zelly!!

I've picked one of the incredible questions concocted by our lovely hosts to ask you: Who do you think is the best movie night buddy—Dieter or Javi G?

I'd also love to know: What are the snacks you're munching on (unless you're a snackless movie watcher?) and what movie would be your favourite to watch with them time after time? ✨

🌸 M, @toomanytookas

This is an amazing question! And not an easy one to answer.

I don't honestly think I could choose between Dieter and Javi G. They would both be so good to watch movies with for their own reasons.

Javi G would be coming in from the aspect of a fan. He's like a walking talking IMDB, he would have so many little facts about what ever you watched, and would be giddy with excitement at getting to share his knowledge with someone who enjoys movies just as much as he does. He would start off trying to keep quiet, maybe a little anxious that you would be annoyed if he started talking during the movie, but would get to a point where he is no longer able to hold it in anymore, and would just burst with all of the trivia that he has learned. When he discovers that you are eager to learn everything he has to tell you, the movie gets somewhat abandoned, meaning that you have to keep rewinding the bits that you have missed. Not that either of you mind at all. What should have been a 2 hour movie turns into a 6 hour education into the making of the movie, the filmographies of the main cast, director and writer, and a discussion on what you would have done differently if you had made the movie.

Dieter would be coming at it as an insider. He keeps quiet for the most part during the movie, but you hear him scoff every time the lead actor is on screen, because he went up for the role and didn't get it and he's still a little salty about it. After the movie is finished he then asks for your opinion, and is genuinely interested in what you have to say. Then he gives you all the juicy behind the scenes gossip. Who was sleeping with who, the backstage feuds, what the crew had to say about the cast, and he delights in your glee in finding out things so few know.

Do you mean to say that snackless movie watchers actually exist? How bizarre. For me, I need a bit of an array of snacks when I'm watching a movie. Top of my list is some Haribo, either Tagfastics or Gold Bears, and the need to be put in the fridge for at least an hour before the movie starts, because they taste better when they are cold. Some potato chips are a classic choice, I would probably go for something spicy. And finally, when I'm in the mood, I will ignore my lactose intolerance and have some cheese and crackers.

When it comes to what movies I would watch with them, it's different for each of them.

With Javi, I would love to watch Paddington 2 just because it is such a lovely movie. Or Gone in 60 Seconds because it is my favourite Nicholas Cage movie.

With Dieter, I think I would watch an old school British horror like The Wicker Man (1973) or The Witches (1966), something that doesn't rely on a lot of green screen, and I'd probably stay away from dinosaurs with him 😆

#happypedrohours #just chattin

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seospicybin · 3 years ago

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Synopsis: Jeongin kept a safe distance with you cause he didn’t want you to mistake your friendship for something more, but not only he failed, he fell in too deep. (8,7k words)

Jeongin thought you were cute.

Your eyes were always had crinkles on them, it was like you see everything for the first time, you were always curious, you were quiet but very observant, someone with a childlike wonder.

Jeongin liked this habit of yours of asking permission for almost everything,

"Can I taste your ice cream?"

"Can I sip your coffee?"

"Can I use your phone?"

The way you enunciated the magic word 'please' at the end of your sentence made him couldn't say no to each of your wishes.

Then you would smile and say the other magic word, "thank you" with a scintillating smile.

You were cute to him, not in the most obnoxious way because he knew no part of it seemed fake to him, it was just you, the genuine you.

You are a friend of Seungmin, and he introduced you to Jeongin when you accidentally met when they were out having dinner together after practice.

When he met you for the first time, you seemed calm and collected. You rarely talk but inject yourself into the conversations when you have your own opinions about certain matters.

The three of you hung out a few times, out for lunch or dinner, or had coffee while strolling around the park.

He knew your number through Seungmin and never contacted you until one day he had no one to come with him to the movies.

Everyone was busy while he had some time to spend, the next thing he knew, he chatted with you, asked if you also had some free time to watch a movie with him.

I'd love to.

Even from the way you replied to his chat, he could feel the warmth of your words with an image of you smiling when you sent him that text in his head.

He liked that you didn't talk during movies, you intently watched it until the end and didn't shift a lot on your seat except to sip your drink or eat your popcorn.

It felt strange that even he had just known you for barely two months, he found comfort in you. It felt as if he was with an old friend when he was with you, he didn't have to act a certain way or be afraid to offend you, you got his jokes, and your reactions amused him to no end.

He found a friend in you.

But he was afraid that you would assume he wanted to be more than just that for you.

Jeongin didn’t like you like that, he didn’t think about dating or being in a relationship.

Those seemed so complicated to him, and he didn't want complicated, he wanted to avoid it at all costs.

That led him to the decision to put a distance between you and him, put a hold on all these spontaneous meet-ups you always agreed on going.

Two weeks later, he met you again at Seungmin’s birthday party, looking so lovely in a sky blue dress with your hair down and curled into loose waves.

Jeongin didn’t feel obligated to hang around you because it seemed like you were well acquainted with the other members, and if you hadn't, Seungmin was there to introduce you to everyone.

And he saw from his peripheral vision, you shook hands with Hyunjin in one corner of the room and instantly engaged in a conversation.

He eventually bumped into you when he went to the kitchen to get a drink.

"Hey, I haven't seen you in a while," you said as you took a new paper cup and poured some fruit punch into it with a ladle.

Jeongin smiled, "yeah, I've been busy,"

"Ah, I see," you said, then scooped another ladle full of fruit punch into your cup until it was full.

"I went to this bakery a few days ago, and they have this delicious roll cake with mocha cream on it, and I thought of you," you said to him with a smile on your face.

Jeongin couldn't help but smile back when you talked with such enthusiasm, "yeah?"

"I can send you the address of the bakery if you want," you told him.

"Sure," he shortly replied.

"Okay," you nodded then handed him the ladle.

And maybe you noticed that he wasn't really feeling like talking, you spun around to join the crowd of the party.

At the end of the night with only a few people left in the room, he saw you eating a slice of cake on a plate, poking the icing cream with your index finger, and then wrapping your mouth around it to lick it clean.

He softly chuckled watching you eat the cake by pinched it piece by piece with your fingers then shoving it into your mouth instead of using the small fork you had on the plate.

Instead of being grossed out by it, he found it inexplicably cute.

It made him wonder why he treated you like that earlier?

Jeongin wasn't proud of his nonchalant attitude toward you because you didn't do anything wrong to him, it was so disrespectful of him and so undeserving of you.

He walked up to you and sat next to you on the empty spot on the sofa, "is it good?" He asked.

"Yeah," you answered as you wiped your mouth and hand with a napkin.

"You want a slice?" You offered.

He shook his head.

"I want another slice, but I don't think I can finish it," you said as you eyed the chocolate cake on the table next to you.

And he got soft looking at you sulking like that with your lips curled into an adorable pout.

"Let's eat a slice together," he suggested.

Your face lit up in a second, eagerly took another slice of cake onto a new plate and handed him a fork.

Jeongin didn’t know where to start, should he apologize and make it obvious that he had been avoiding you and that he assumed you had romantic feelings for him.

All he did was take turns cutting a piece of the cake on the plate that you held and ate it in silence since the music had gone low, signaling that the party coming to an end.

"Let's go home!" Chan said to Jeongin from across the room as he put on his jacket then shot a smile at you.

"See you!" Chan waved bye at you.

"Bye Chan!" You waved back while holding a fork inside your hand.

Jeongin put down his fork, and he decided that this was the right time to talk.

"Hey, I'm sorry-"

"It's okay, I can finish the cake by myself," you quickly said.

Jeongin chuckled because you thought he was meant to apologize and couldn't help you finish eating the cake.

Maybe it was better that way, he thought, not letting you know that he got ahead of himself for assuming that you had romantic feelings for him and distanced himself from you because of that.

"See you, Jeongin!' You said to him as he got up from the sofa.

You continued eating the cake, picking up the icing with your index finger again, and humming to the song faintly playing in the room.

When he looked at you like this, Jeongin realized he didn't want to lose this, the comfort he gets whenever he's with you.

"Let's go to that bakery you told me earlier," he suddenly announced.

You looked up at him, "yes, sure," you casually answered.

Jeongin didn’t expect you to be this coy, he put on his jacket that he picked up from the stool.

"What about tomorrow afternoon?" He asked.

"Sounds great!" You replied without a beat.

Jeongin smiled because you didn't seem that eager when you said it, but the answering without thinking gave him the opposite impression.

"I'll text you," he waved bye at you before leaving the party.

And there you go again.

Asking for permission with that glint in your eyes, "Can I have a sip of your coffee?" You asked.

"Please?"

Then there was that magic word, putting the last of its magic that put Jeongin under your spell.

"Sure," he answered.

You took a small, careful sip since the drink was still hot.

"Oof," you said when you put the cup down back and almost sloshed the content in the process.

"How is it?" Jeongin asked you.

"I'm not sure about the caramel sauce, but it's good," you sincerely admitted.

"I'd definitely order this when I need a pick-me-up," you added, then slid Jeongin's drink back in front of him on the table.

This is also why he likes you, you are honest without being mean.

"This is funny," he said out of the blue.

"What's that?"

"That you never ask me to go somewhere with you," he paused to shift on his seat, "it's always me who asked you to go somewhere with me,"

He put your honesty to the test with the question, "why?"

"Because I know you're busy," you lightly answered.

It was wrong for Jeongin to expect more from your answer, it was the obvious reason why you never initiated all of these meet-ups first.

"And also," you continued, "I know you'd feel bad saying no to me," you ended with a smile.

That, he didn’t expect.

Jeongin felt caught with the truth that he was, in fact, couldn't say no to you, he got flustered, cheeks blushing profusely, and he looked down at the lipstick mark you made on the rim of his coffee cup.

"Can I do that though?" You asked him, your fingers playing with the coaster of your hot beverage.

He glanced up and stifled a nod, "of course," he responded with a thin smile.

"I have these tickets," you licked your lips before continued talking, "this supposed to be a birthday gift for my little sister but apparently, she's too cool to go to the aquarium with me," you rolled your eyes as you explained.

Jeongin softly laughed listening to your explanation and how you took a deep breath at the end of the sentence, like a little kid ranting to her parents.

"So, what do you think?" You asked him.

You tipped your head to the side while looking at him, "do you want to go with me?"

"You mean, now? We go now?" He asked you in disbelief, completely taken aback that by your spontaneous offer.

You nodded with a grin on your face.

"You can say no, of course, I don't want to force you to do anything," you quickly added.

"Sure, let's go," Jeongin answered with a wide grin on his face, dimples sunken into his cheeks, and eyes turned into two crescent moons.

Jeongin couldn't remember the last time he went into the aquarium, but he was sure he was still too young to truly enjoy it and couldn't properly read the names of the aquatic animals.

The aquarium was almost empty, there were only a few people, and most of them were sets of parents with their children. He believed the two of you were the only ones who came here out of a whim, on a Thursday afternoon but thoroughly enjoying the trip.

"How nice to be a jellyfish!" You murmured when you watched a swarm of jellyfish floating in the water like animals that came from another planet.

The jellyfish turned color with the change of lights and its tentacles flying around behind them, swaying around that it hypnotized both of you to keep looking.

"They are made of 98% water, with no heart, no brain," you explained.

"How liberating that would be," you sighed, "not thinking, not feeling, and just going with the flow of the water,"

Jeongin turned his head at you and at your eyes that reflected the fluorescent lights in them, he felt like looking into another world when he looked at them.

It captivated him, how you think and how you feel about certain things, and you poured it all out through your words, unfiltered and honest.

Not everyone can do that, but you made it seem so easy to him.

"And you disappear by evaporating into air," you finished, then turned your head at him.

"Fascinating!" Jeongin exclaimed, and he meant that for you.

"Well, I just Google it, it said that when they get washed up ashore, their bodies would disappear after a few hours under the sun," you elaborated.

Jeongin nodded at your words but what came through his head was how beautiful you looked, illuminated by the light from the aquarium.

If it wasn't a school day, this one specific area would have filled with so many elementary students huddled around this large pool where you can touch the animals in it.

"Oh my God, there are baby sharks in it," you grimaced.

Jeongin saw one swarm around and didn't hesitate to put his hand on it to touch its skin, "oh, it's rough," he commented.

"What are you doing?" You snapped at him, "what if it bites you?"

Jeongin laughed looking at the pure horror on your face, "they're baby sharks," he reminded you.

"But they're still sharks,"

"Yeah, but not big enough to eat you," he said back with a sly grin.

He dived his hand back into the pool to play with a seastar, softly touching its ridged skin with his finger.

"Can I touch it too?" You hesitated because of the sharks.

"Of course, it's called the touching pool for a reason," he said.

You rolled your eyes at him and put on a thin smile at him.

He laughed, then took your hand, "Come here, touch it!"

He guided your hand into the water to touch the seastar he played with earlier, feeling mischievous, Jeongin led your hand to the shark that came swimming toward your hand.

You squealed and out of reflex, pulled your hand out of the water with so much force that drops of water splashed to the front of your blouse.

"Oh, I hate you so much!" You squealed at him, playfully punching his arm repeatedly while scolding him.

He caught your hands and put his hands around you to calm you down, didn't even try to apologize cause he couldn't stop laughing.

You had an early dinner since the tickets also included meal packages at a restaurant inside the aquarium complex.

You laughed because the meals were shaped and decorated for kids, and you both happily dug into the meals, shared each other's plates, and grinned gleefully.

"Kids' meals are on another level!" you beamed.

Jeongin nodded in agreement, "I'm glad we're coming here," he commented.

You shrugged with pride with a wide grin with a mouth full of food.

His cellphone rang and vibrated on the table, he wiped his mouth with a napkin before picking up the call.

He gave you a pitying look once he ended the call, and you recognized what it meant, "just go, it's okay," you immediately said to him.

"I'm so sorry," he meekly said as he got up from his seat.

"No worries, please, thank you for coming here with me," you quickly said with a comforting smile.

With all those magic words packed in one sentence, he knew you were sincere with your words.

He took the french fry you were holding then ate it, "I'll treat you next time," he promised.

"I can't wait," you cheekily responded.

But it took almost a month for that next time to happen.

All the free time he had, he spent on resting and getting the sleep that he lost due to the packed schedule. He didn't think of anything but the fatigue that kept piling on him, but he couldn't ignore the comfort you gave him whenever he was with you.

The comfort made him forget about all of his worries and also talk about them without feeling judged yet feeling understood at the same time. Someone who reminds him that he is just like any other person in their early twenties, who is as confused and lost as he is.

I treat your burgers for dinner. How is that sound?

Delicious!

Meet you there at 8?

Oh sorry, I can't tonight.

Oh okay. Tomorrow?

Tomorrow's night sounds scrumptious.

Jeongin laughed reading at all the texts he exchanged with you.

He did that sometimes, scrolled the chatbox of his texts with you as a pastime activity, and got some good laughs out of it.

He didn't know he could have some inside jokes with someone else other than the members, it was new to him, it gave him a revelation that it's possible to be close with someone else.

"Something funny?" Hyunjin asked as he came to sit next to him on the couch.

Jeongin put his phone away, "Nothing,"

"I'm borrowing your shirt by the way," he said to him and got up to show it off to him.

"Yeah, it looks good on you," Jeongin said.

"Are you going somewhere?"

"Yeah," Hyunjin shortly replied but spared Jeongin from the details.

He got so used to Hyunjin or any other members to borrow his clothes. That gave him the idea to pick the clothes he would wear for tomorrow, as he looked inside his closet, he got hit by the question his logic asked in his head on why he put this much effort just to treat you for a dinner?

"Wow, I'm so full," you exhaled a long breath when you got out of the burger joint with a hand on your stomach, full from the meal you had a while ago you could barely breathe.

"But you only ate one burger," he said, then held your hand to help you climb down the stairs, it was slippery and wet from the rain earlier.

You let go of his hand and held onto his forearm instead.

"Not my fault that I don't have such gluttony," you poked fun at him and softly laughed.

Jeongin laughed along, "Coffee?" He asked.

You shook your head, "let's walk for a while to burn down some calories,"

Jeongin agreed with your suggestion, walked to the nearest park and took a stroll around it, stopped by a bench to sit on and looked at the pond, even though it was dark to see the view, the sound of drops of water from the trees hitting the surface of the pond was very relaxing to listen to.

"I thought you forget about your promise to treat me to a meal," you said, breaking the silence that hung between you.

"Of course not. I was busy, but I didn't forget," he responded as he fixed the hair that poked his eyes.

You leaned in to help him with his hair, brushed it to the side, "you should get a haircut," you told him, your hand went to the back of his head to comb his hair with your fingers, "it's getting longer.

Jeongin's breath hitched, he never liked it when someone touched him but when it comes to you, he could tolerate it.

"I know," he said.

"Not that you're less attractive with longer hair," you quickly added.

Jeongin stifled a laugh, "I know,"

You continued strolling the park for a bit and found an ice cream truck parked right outside, you ran to see the selection of ice cream.

"Let me treat you to ice cream," you offered as you read through the menu on the side of the truck.

You settled with the cotton candy with rainbow sprinkles while Jeongin chose salted caramel with chocolate chip.

"You want to try mine?" You offered.

Jeongin hesitated for a second, confused whether he could really take a lick of your ice cream, but you were already holding out your ice cream close to his mouth.

He felt mischievous and took a big bite instead, he laughed looking at you sighing so loud then shot him a deathly glare.

You looked at the half-eaten scoop of ice cream in your cone, "I am so done with you," you weakly said.

"Okay, you can take a bite of mine," he made a deal to make it fair.

You glared at him again, not trusting his offer at first but he held out his ice cream at you. When it was close enough to your mouth, he purposely smeared the ice cream all over your lips.

There's just something about teasing you that made Jeongin obsessed not doing it at every chance possible, how adorable you looked and grumbled like a fussy toddler whenever he did that.

"You can't stop teasing me, are you?" You grumbled again while wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

Jeongin ran to the ice cream truck and asked for some tissue, returned to help you dab your lips with it.

It took him by surprise how soft your lips felt under his touch and how close he was with it, he could feel your cold breath tinted with the sweet-smelling of the cotton candy ice cream.

You glanced down at your phone screen to check the time, "oh, it's 10 pm, already?"

Jeongin crumpled the dirty tissues and tossed them into the trash bin nearby, "why? It's past your bedtime?" He teased.

"I have a recital tomorrow," you answered and put your phone back inside the back pocket of your jeans.

"Oh?" Jeongin didn’t know that you have an important thing to do tomorrow until you told him.

"Why are you agreed on going then?" He asked in utter confusion.

"I needed a break from practicing," you lightly replied.

Jeongin waited with you until you got a taxi home, "Good luck for tomorrow," he said before closing the car door.

"Thanks, bye!" You muttered to him.

Jeongin happened to have a day off tomorrow, but instead of enjoying the pleasant weather outside, he stayed in the dorm, napping and ordering food, playing games, playing on his phone until he bored himself out and not tried to text you, asking how the recital went.

He fell asleep with the chatbox opened with the phone on his stomach, when it vibrated with a phone call, he jolted awake.

His hand frantically tried to push any button on his phone screen without looking and just pressed accept.

"Yes, hello?" He mumbled while rubbing the sleep of his eyes.

"Hey,"

Jeongin's eyes snapped open the second he heard your voice through the phone that he had to look at his phone screen to see if it was really you calling him.

"Are you awake?" You asked through the phone, sounded so wan.

"Uhm... yeah," he wanted to sound convincing but he couldn't mask the sleep in his words.

"Sorry for calling so late at night," you said.

Jeongin glanced at the clock on his watch on the bedside table, "it's only 11 pm," he said as if it wasn't obvious.

You chuckled at his words, "well, I thought you're sleeping already,"

"No," he quickly denied.

"So, why are you calling?" He asked but regretted asking cause it came out so rude while he asked it out of pure curiosity.

You never texted first, and it was the first time you ever did so, he has the right to know why, all of sudden, you called him late at night.

"I must have woken you up, huh?" You playfully asked him with low laughs.

"Well, I was about to doze off," he finally admitted.

He heard you heavily sighed at the end of the line, and he could hear the exasperation in it.

"I need a friend to eat my feelings away, but I think it's too late for that," you told him.

And Jeongin couldn't miss the chance to be that friend, to return the deed you had done to him by simply being there to listen to all of his ramblings about his life.

But Jeongin didn’t want to sound so eager, so he settled with a less ecstatic response.

"Well, it's only 11 pm," he said.

"It's okay, Jeongin, we can meet another day," you said to him, "I'm just goi-"

He could hear the window closing in, he quickly cut you off, "where are you now? I'll be on my way,"

"No, no, it's okay. I don't want to bother you," you kindly refused his offer.

"Text me the address, I'm going now, bye," Jeongin muttered everything in one sentence to not give you any chance to refuse his offer.

He met you at a convenience store near your apartment building and saw you eating cup noodles, then chuckling at the pile of snacks on the table.

"Don't ask!" You quickly said to him as he sat down on the chair across from you.

Jeongin took a bag of chips and opened it, began munching on it while watching you eat your noodles.

"How did the recital go?" He asked.

You stopped eating and put down the chopsticks inside the cup, reclined on your seat, and didn't reply but sighed, your shoulders sagged with so much weariness.

He guessed that it didn't go well so decided not to push you on the question again, he went inside to get himself a cup of noodles and ate it on the table with you.

"I think I screwed up," you sighed once you were finished with your noodles.

Jeongin didn’t respond but kept eating and drinking a can of soda once in a while.

"My teacher never scolded me this much before," you meekly said, your hand reaching for a bottle of juice on the table.

"I did so great during practice, but why did I fail during recital?" You asked, but you knew well enough the question was aimed at yourself and not at Jeongin.

Jeongin listened to all of your complaints and all the questions you asked yourself on how you ruined your recital that day, sighing and groaning in between.

He went back inside and returned with two popsicles, he opened the wrapper for you, handed you the strawberry flavored one.

"I'm sorry that I keep blabbering around," you said to him as you bit into your popsicle.

Jeongin shrugged, "No problem!"

You cleaned up the table once you finished and put the trash away, began walking in the direction of your apartment building.

He realized you were wearing denim shorts and a white t-shirt when he looked down, your feet were on slippers with socks on, you must have walked out in the middle of the night just to get some air to clear your head. You must have thought of not calling him, but you did because you needed the company.

And he felt good knowing that he got to be that someone.

Furthermore, he liked being needed, knowing that someone needed his presence, his comfort, it makes him feel so validated as a person.

You took a stroll around the neighborhood with you linked your arm with him, it was so quiet except for the constant buzzing of the streetlight and dog barking in the distance.

"I know you were sleeping when I call you," you said to him with a knowing glare.

"I'm sorry for making you come here at this hour," you added, squeezing his arm when you spoke.

Jeongin softly smiled, "well, I'm not doing anything so," he continued his sentence with a shrug.

You turned your head at him and smiled, "Thank you, Jeongin," you sincerely said to him.

And he looked into your eyes and found instant comfort in them, making him couldn't look away but to keep staring into them.

You eventually broke the eye contact and rested your head on his shoulder for a few seconds before withdrawing yourself.

Drops of water fell from the sky, you looked up, and another drop fell on your cheek.

"It's raining," you said.

And the rain poured almost immediately that you didn't have time to take shelter, you pulled Jeongin by the hand and broke into a run towards your apartment building.

You safely made it back to your apartment, you gasped seeing your clothes stuck to your wet body and hair drenched with rainwater.

"You want to come up to dry a little?" You offered.

Jeongin hesitated, it was late, and he wasn't supposed to be out. But since he was already out, he decided to go with you and see what your place looks like.

"Yes," he responded.

You pulled him with you, got inside the empty elevator, and pushed the button to your floor.

After a moment, you saw you still have your hand clasped with his.

"I'm so sorry," you said as you frantically let go of his hand.

You put your hands together and clasped them together in front of you, "I have rough hands," you meekly said, embarrassed.

At that moment, Jeongin learned why you didn't take his hand whenever he wanted to help you.

The elevator door slid open and you got out, led him to the door of your apartment.

You pushed the door open and stepped aside to let him inside, "Come in, please," you said to him.

Jeongin had been wondering what your place looks like, it was just like he imagined it would be, neat, with minimal furniture, the only mess he spotted was a pile of music sheets on the table and the opened case of your cello on the sofa.

You hugged yourself as you stood next to him in the small living room, "It's a mess, I know," you said to him then handed him a towel.

Jeongin turned his head and took the towel from you, instead of starting drying himself, he took your hands and wiped them dry.

"I-" you stuttered and tried to yank your hand away from him.

But he firmly gripped your hand by the wrist and did not let you go.

"They're calloused and rough," you weakly said, then showed him your other hand, then turned them over to show him the prominent veins on the back of your hands, "they're ugly,"

Jeongin didn’t say anything but gently dabbed the beads of water on your face and neck, putting your hair that stuck to your face behind your ear, then held it there.

When he looked at you, he thought of a flower in a rain.

"You want to switch hands with me?" You playfully asked him with a low laugh.

Then you held his hand with you, "oh wait, I think our hands are switched for real," you joked.

And he thought you were cute.

And that was why he kissed you.

The kiss was sweet and soft, you tasted of strawberry and rain, cold and wet. The kiss stirred something in him, he wanted to offer more than comfort to you, he wanted to let you know that you are more than just your calloused and rough hands, that you shouldn't be insecure in the first place, he wanted to make you feel good.

Jeongin let go of the kiss but kept your face close to his, cupped your face with both hands to crash his lips on you again, getting bolder by brushing his lips over yours repeatedly and tongue gently lapped your lips a few times before he pulled your chin down with one thumb to gain access to taste more of you.

You weren't sure where to place your hands, you gripped the front of his shirt instead as he deepened the kiss that forced you to get close to him.

You sighed into his mouth when his hands tugged the hem of your t-shirt that you withdrew your lips away and Jeongin went rigid thinking he must have taken the signals wrong.

You took a step away and took off your t-shirt for him, you reached for his shirt, unbuttoned it, then parted it open to reveal his muscular body.

Jeongin took you by your neck to pull you into a kiss again and steered both of your bodies to your bed room until both of you stumbled onto the mattress.

Pieces of clothing flew off and littered your bedroom floor until you were only in your white lacey underwear, so flimsy that he could see your cunt through the fabric.

Jeongin went kneeling on the bed, looked down at your naked body, flustered under his gaze, and your chest heaving as your breath quickened with the building tension.

Jeongin ran his big hand from your chest down to your ribcage, to your stomach until it landed on your clothed core.

He traced your clit against the fabric, and you lowly moaned when he applied gentle pressures on it.

"I'm on the pill," you said to him.

He nodded to let you know he heard you and proceeded to pull your underwear down your legs, he brought your underwear close to his nose.

You bit your lower lips as he took a sniff of your underwear with his eyes closed, "you smell really, really good," he murmured.

You pressed your thighs together as if that would help you suppress the urge to have him fill you.

You propped your elbows against the mattress, looked him in the eyes, and said, "I want to taste you in my mouth,"

And Jeongin didn’t expect those words would ever come out of your mouth, he found it not cute anymore.

"Please?" You breathlessly said.

And he didn't expect you would ask such a sinful thing with the magic word that always entrapped him, making him incapable of saying no to you.

Jeongin pulled his throbbing member out of his underwear and showed you how hard, how big, how it pulsated with so much desire.

"Do you think you can take it?" He asked you.

You didn't say anything but blinked your eyes at him innocently, stunned by the size of his cock.

Jeongin voluntarily kneeled above your abdomen and positioned his cock close to your face, he took your hand and put it around your hand around his cock.

You pumped it a few times, traced the slit with your thumb, made small, kitten licks with your tongue.

Jeongin pet your head as he watched you slowly put his cock into your mouth, little by little until it fully disappeared into your mouth.

Jeongin whimpered with his eyes fixated on the way your beautiful mouth wrapped around his cock and you looked up at him through your lashes, began bobbing your head up and down his length.

He got amazed by how well you took him, not even gagged or got choked by it as you set a steady pace.

Jeongin tangled his hand in your hair and pulled at it when your mouth worked its wonder on him with your low delightful hum in the background.

It was overwhelming to him, seeing you enjoying sucking him off that he tugged your hair harder then led your head to the pace he preferred.

Jeongin cursed under his breath, he could feel his release coming closer, and he bucked his hips against your mouth until he fell apart, cumming inside your mouth.

You slowly pulled away with your mouth slightly parted open and a few drops of his white cum dribbled down your chin.

You swallowed the whole thing and collapsed back onto your pillow, catching your breath, mouth glistening wet with a mix of his cum and your saliva.

Jeongin lowered himself on top of you, his tongue licked the drops of his cum on your face only to placed his mouth back on yours, kissing you so hard with a hand wrapped around your neck.

He got up and kneeled back on the bed, watching you spread out on the bed for him, one look at your enticing core, and his cock got hard again.

He never thought of you this way, a girl that he thought was just cute and could only go far as holding your hands, never farther than that.

It elicited something in him that made him want to ruin you more, see if you could keep up with him.

He tossed his underwear aside and roughly put your knees up, exposing your drenched cunt at him.

"Keep your knees up," he ordered, assertive and stern.

You didn't say anything back but complied, keeping your knees up with a hand holding them.

Jeongin ran the tip of his cock down your wet slit, intentionally teasing your entrance but not pushing in yet. He wanted to see much you want it first, how long can you last until you beg him to be inside you.

You looked at him then to where his cock teasing your cunt, you were sure your arousal made a pool on the sheet at that point.

"You want it?" Jeongin asked you with his foxy eyes intensely staring at you.

You bit your index finger between your teeth, then shyly nodded at him.

Jeongin smirked without stopping stroking your cunt with his cock that it got wet just from your essence.

"You want it inside you?" He asked again.

You nodded again with a sly grin plastered on your face.

"I need your words," he said to you.

His sharp jaws slacked open as he waited for your answer, eyes pierced right through you.

You put your hand away and said, "yes,"

"Yes, what?" He breathlessly asked.

"Yes, please," you replied.

A smirk bloomed on his face, Jeongin needed to take a deep breath to calm himself down. That magic word had a new meaning to him, he would always remember the way you said it, with so much want and need, desire, and lust.

He pushed his length inside you without warning, making you gasp that your mouth made a big O shape.

Jeongin whimpered the whole time his cock going deeper inside you until he fully bottomed out.

Jeongin let out a loud groan, deep and hoarse like it broke him to the core at how much pleasure he got from being inside you. When he glanced down at you, you were squirming with teeth faintly biting your lower lip, humming in delight, feeling full from him.

It aroused him so much, that he began moving, fucking you with all his might, but all you did was look with a lustful smile at him like his hard thrusts didn't have any effect on you.

His hand reached for your mouth and pushed his thumb into your mouth, which you gladly took, swirling your tongue around his thumb and sucking on it.

"You're so cute, you know that?" He said between his grunts.

You pulled his thumb out of your mouth and giggled at him.

"Fuck," he cursed out loud.

Jeongin put all of his strength into his thrusts, he didn't even care who would cum first, he immersed himself in you and let the pleasure take over.

A moment later, you writhed under him, moaning, crying with your hands clutched his forearms, nails dug into the flesh.

Jeongin didn’t stop the motion of his hips and kept going until he too, reached a climax that obliterated his senses and lit the fuse that set his body on fire.

He stilled with his cock deep inside you, filling you up with his seed, and when he gained a little control of his mind, he slowly pulled out, followed by a blob of his cum leaking out of your hole.

He collapsed next to you, mouth searched for you but with his mind dulled with pleasure, his kisses were slobbering wet and haste.

You held his face to be the one who gave him proper kisses, overlapped his body with yours while he held you, roaming his hands on your back.

He felt at ease that he fell asleep right away with your head resting on his chest.

He woke up a while later, feeling something tugging inside his chest, that uneasy feeling of doing something that he shouldn't have done, and there was no way of getting back from it.

He looked at you, sleeping soundly on your pillow with hair covering your face that his hand flew to remove it, revealing your beautiful face at him.

The feeling amplified, and it scared him.

He was the one who put the distance but he was also the one who crossed the line. He blamed this palpable desire he had within him earlier that made him lose his mind for a moment that he stumbled onto a bad decision.

What if you wanted more after this? That was his first thought.

He didn't want a relationship, he got dizzy just from thinking of being in one.

Ultimately, he didn't want to say no to you, hurt your feelings because of it.

It was him, not you.

He decided to leave, quietly removed himself from you then got off the bed. He put his clothes on in the dark and made sure didn't leave anything behind, he couldn't bring himself here again knowing that he left you in the middle of the night after having sex with you, like a coward.

"Are you leaving?"

He heard your mumble in the dark and his eyes landed on your shape under the blanket on the bed.

His heart skipped a beat looking at you, awake on the bed, clutching the blanket to cover your bare chest.

"Do you have to leave now? It'll be morning in an hour," you said to him, hoisting yourself on the bed.

Jeongin stood there in your room, sighed with so much regret that you had to catch him leaving, giving him no other option but telling you everything.

He walked to your bed and sat on it, "Can I be honest with you?" He asked.

You rubbed your eyes from sleep and looked at him, the two glossy marbles of his eyes in the dark of your room.

You sat up on the bed with your back rested against the headboard of your bed, facing him to listen to what he was about to say.

"Yes," you replied.

"I like you," he said, licked his lips.

You nodded even though you weren't sure why he made it sound like he was about to deliver something so foul out of his mouth, a piece of bad news.

"And I like you too," you said back to him.

Jeongin stalled from telling the truth by touching his ears, seeking comfort from himself, "but I don't like you that way," he weakly muttered.

His voice was so low, but with the quiet of the night, you could hear his words loud and clear, echoing in your ears.

"I like us as friends and not more than that," he stated, it felt so bitter on his tongue, and it burned him from the inside like he just drank acid.

"Oh," you said, the words hadn't fully sunken in yet.

Jeongin witnessed how the glint in your eyes died down as you registered those words, that the sex meant nothing, it was just physical, his impulsive need of a release, a mistake.

"I'm sorry," Jeongin sadly muttered, the apology tinted with regrets and resentment.

You stayed quiet for a while and cleared your throat, pushing down the growing lump in your throat from holding back your tears.

"It's okay," you said to him.

But it wasn't enough to convince him, so you grabbed his hand on the bed and held it, "thank you for telling me sooner," you said to him with a thin smile.

He would rather see you cry than see you smiling like this, a smile that hinted so much sadness in it, and it hurts a lot more to him to see.

Jeongin knew he just broke your heart, and he wondered why he stayed there only to prolong the bitter, painful moment.

He got up from the bed, took a last of you as you slouched back down on your pull, and buried yourself under the blanket then he left your apartment.

He never to see you again, no matter how much he missed talking about things and going somewhere just to kill the time with you.

It was never his attention to harming you, but he did, and he couldn't forgive himself for that. He punished himself by staying away from you, something he should have done from the first time he met you.

But as he lay awake at night on the bed every night before sleep, he started to ask himself if he regretted not staying away from you or regretted walking away from you that night?

Now as he's staring at you, smiling with that same glint in your eyes like there are stars in them, he believes it is the latter.

It has been months, and now you're back, in someone's else arms, none other than his close friend, Hyunjin’s arms.

He watches as he holds your hands, and he remembers how you didn’t like anyone holding your hands because you always think your hands are ugly, but not anymore, Hyunjin slips his fingers into the spaces between your fingers and intertwines them together.

Hyunjin whispers something into your ear that makes you laugh, it is something that Jeongin missed hearing from you, that beautiful sound of your laugh, and the way your shoulders shake when you laugh.

Did he ever make you laugh that way before? He can only recall the time when you made him laugh, not the other way around.

He gets sad thinking that he never, ever makes you laugh before, he gets envious someone else got to do it, not him.

You accidentally look in his direction and catch Jeongin looking at you.

Your lips curl upward into a smile for a few seconds, then turn your head back at Hyunjin again, who whispers something into your ear again, and you close your eyes as his lips graze your earlobe as he speaks.

When Hyunjin said he started dating someone, Jeongin was so happy because it is a natural thing to be happy for someone you really care about.

The moment he saw you coming to the dorm with Hyunjin holding your hand, Jeongin's feelings for Hyunjin’s happiness slightly shift into something else, something cold and bitter with a little resentment in it.

A moment later, Hyunjin gets up from the sofa and pulls you along with him in the direction of his bedroom.

Jeongin doesn't flinch, he keeps his cool, he stays on the couch in the living room playing a game with Felix and the sound from the TV drowns out his thoughts, or he thinks it is.

When the night gets late, he walks to his bedroom and passes over Hyunjin’s bedroom with the door slightly ajar.

He hears the faint sound of your voice behind the door and Jeongin stands with his back on the wall next to the door listening in on you and Hyunjin inside his room.

"Please?" You plead with such want and need in them.

Jeongin instantly remembers the way you pleaded almost the same way to be filled by his cock that night.

"Hyunjin, please?" You sweetly beg again.

And Jeongin's heart breaks when he hears someone else's name come out of your mouth and not his.

Jeongin braves himself to peek inside, through the crack of the slightly ajar door, he can't poke his head inside, but he can see everything through the reflection in the mirror.

He sees you, kneeling on the bed, naked with your legs parted open, his eyes traced every curve of your body that he remembers vividly, your breasts hang on your chest and he remembers how perfect they are when he held them, how your nipples get hard when he played with them, how they taste when he took them in his mouth, he is practically salivating from the memory that flashed through his mind.

And your skin, soft all over, he can feel it on his fingertips.

Then Hyunjin lets out a low groan as he kneels behind you, entering you from behind while holding your body with a hand around your waist.

And Hyunjin repeatedly groaning, and Jeongin can imagine how overwhelming the sensation of filling you whole with his cock that his twitches inside its confine, the feeling of your tight cunt wrapped around his cock sending a zap throughout his body.

Jeongin softly hisses as his cock throbs, eyes snap back to the reflection on the mirror where Hyunjin begins thrusting into you.

He brings his mouth close to your ear, "baby, you feel so good," he whispers to you.

And he sees you with your eyes close and a blissful smile on your face, you hum at his praise then put your hand on his.

Hyunjin playfully bites into your earlobe and makes you giggle.

"You're so cute," he says to you.

Jeongin agrees, he can fuck you hard and makes you cum multiple times, a moaning mess on the bed, but he'll still find you cute.

His eyes intently watch the reflection on the mirror like it is a projection of his mind where he fucks you senseless.

You softly moan and hold on to Hyunjin’s hands as he intensely thrusts into you.

"So beautiful moaning like that," Hyunjin praises.

You giggle again and put your hand around his neck, in which Hyunjin gladly uses the opportunity to sink his mouth on your neck.

Maybe he should have praised you like that, calling you pet names, kissing you tenderly, and telling you how good it feels being inside you.

Jeongin's throat gets dry as his sweatpants tighten with every passing second of him watching someone else fucking you, his mind playing tricks on him by replacing Hyunjin with him.

"Hyunjin," you moan his name.

Hyunjin smiles knowing that he fucks you right, that you are close to your climax.

He places a haste kiss on the corner of your mouth, "Gosh, I love you so much," he says to you with a delightful sigh.

And that shatters the trick of his mind cause he would never say such thing to you, so confidently and overflows with affection in it.

"I love you so much,"

He hears you say it back to Hyunjin, and Jeongin feels a sudden hollowness in his chest, and all of the air in his lungs has escaped him, leaving him breathless.

The trick doesn't do it anymore to him, he turns around and leaves for his bedroom, slams the door shut behind him.

He gets on the bed and lays down, even with the door completely shut he still can hear your moans through the thin wall, haunting him with the regrets of that night.

His hand goes to pull open the bottom drawer next to his bed to take out something.

A piece of clothing, your white lacey underwear that he secretly took that night with him. He puts it close to his nose to catch a sniff at it, it smells just like you and that heavenly thing between your legs that he craves every night in his wake.

His hand goes down to pull his sweatpants down, just enough to let his erection spring free, putting the white underwear around his cock, Jeongin starts stroking his length, slowly and gently then closes his eyes.

He focuses on the sound of your moans, imagining that it is him fucking you right now and not jerking himself off with your underwear that is already ruined with his cum for every night he tries to cope with the fact that he made the worst mistake for walking away that night.

He pushes the thought away and keeps pumping his cock vigorously even though it is painful to do so.

The pain is nothing compared to not having you and gets haunted by the regret of it every day in his life.

"Please, please," he hears you beg in the next room.

And he pumps his cock harder with the thought of you pleading at him, with that sweet, innocent look on your face and crinkles in your eyes, an index finger between your teeth.

So, so cute that he wants to ruin you more.

"Please what?" Jeongin breathlessly asks to the void in his bedroom.

But there is no answer, there is only regret that echoes in his head.

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cddiemunson · 2 years ago

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❥ this is part 3 of eddie finding reader in the woods!

❥ part one

❥ part two

remembering her name was easy, which was surprising because he was still pretty high and he can't remember shit when he is high. " can i get you something to eat? i make some mean mac and cheese so i've been told.. of course i've been told by boys who eat bugs but y'know... i have ice cream? popcorn? " eddie was awkward, it's not every day he has a girl in his house, let alone one who can throw shit with her mind. she only nods, to which he takes as her agreeing to mac and cheese. it was easy and honestly the thought made his mouth water.

" shit! you probably don't want to watch me cook. i'm sorry. uhm- " he looks around, pressing his tongue to his top lip as he lifts things off the ground, clicking his tongue once he found the remote. " here. this is a TV, ever heard of it? fuck - you probably have. i'm so sorry. " if he could jump off a cliff and die in this moment he would. switching it on he gives her one last look before turning around to make food for the both of them.

since he spent most of his time alone it felt nice to have someone there, even if they didn't say much. stealing occasional glances over his shoulder at the girl he watched as she wrapped a dirty blanket around herself, mentally cringing at the thought of her sitting contently in a blanket that smelt like weed and beer. but whatever, she looked fine. after a few minutes he gently sat beside her, handing her a bowl.

" so... y/n. i'm assuming you want to stay here? " she nods. " and i'm assuming you.. don't know anyone around right? " she shakes her head. " cool cool. no i'm just wondering.. you can stay i just uh.. i need to do laundry y'know? maid quit and all that. " he jokes, poking at his mac and cheese with a plastic fork he had accidentally melting in the microwave once.

" so your powers. is it like, you can move anything? or only phones? "

she stares, giving him a look that made him want to shrivel into his skin and disappear.

" just phones. got it. "

taking a small bite of his food his eyes move along her body. not in a sexual way of course, he wouldn't dream of it. after a quick run down though his eyes stop on her wrist, staring at what looked like some sort of tattoo. he leans forward, dropping the fork on the floor to get a better look.

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" hey that's kinda cool. what's that mean? "

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imthebadguyyy · 3 years ago

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God, I Love You

Lewis Hamilton X Reader

Summary - Its been a tiring couple of race weeks, and you just want to love on your man

Stretching, you slowly opened your eyes as the first bright rays of sunshine peeked through a gap in the curtains, that you had drawn shut the previous night. As you slowly regained complete consciousness, you became aware of the slight weight around your waist, and the feel of warm breath on the back of your neck.

Suddenly remembering the events of the previous day, a smile etched itself onto your lips, as you rolled over to see a sight you had sorely missed for the past three weeks. Lewis was still fast asleep, head buried in your neck, and arm slung around your waist. Smiling as you took in the sight, you became faintly aware of the sound of paw steps down the hall, as Roscoe's face peeked in through the open door. Sitting up very slowly so you didn't wake your sleeping boyfriend, you extended your arms towards the dog, who came trotting forward for a morning cuddle.

After some morning loving for the dog, you decided to get up and start your day, and let Lewis sleep off the exhaustion, exhilaration, stress and jet lag from the races he had won. He had only come home yesterday, and it had been so late in the evening that you had just eaten dinner together, and talked for a bit, but sensing how hard it was for him to even keep his eyes open, you had simply gone to bed. But today, you had planned to simply spend time together, to make up for the time he had not been there.

Stepping into the bathroom, you did your morning routine, of brushing, using the toilet, and tying your hair up into a ponytail. Then you made your way into the kitchen, the bulldog following right by your side. When you had begun dating Lewis, Roscoe had simply started treating you like his mom, and once, when Lewis had referred to you as 'Mumma' while talking to him, you cried. That was the moment you knew that this was always going to be your family. Ever since then the dog had become your fur baby as well, and Lewis often joked that Roscoe loved you more than he loved his own dad.

Deciding that waffles and fruit was the way to go, you quickly whipped up the batter, and poured it into the Mickey Mouse shaped waffle iron that you had bought at a Disney themed store. Picking out some strawberries, mango, orange segments and blueberries to put in a bowl on the side, you also decided to prepare Roscoe's bowl, so the doggo could eat with you guys. Soon, the smell of waffles wafted through the air, and you took out two perfectly shaped waffles to put onto the plate. Quickly pouring more batter into the pan, you began to set up the breakfast tray, and then make your way back to the bedroom.

With breakfast eventually ready, you picked up the tray laden with waffles, cut fruit, tea, maple syrup and a bowl of dog food and walked up quietly to the bedroom. The curtains were still drawn, although the gentle breeze kept moving them to the side, causing little rays of sunshine to peek through and shine on Lewis's face. To combat the light, he had simply pulled the fluffy white blanket over his head to keep the light away from his face, and you mentally "awed" at the sight. Setting the tray down on the bedside table, you climbed into the bed, and wrapped you arms around his torso, peppering kisses onto his neck, and moving onto his face, kissing his chin, nose, cheeks, forehead, eyes, and then finally, just above his lips.

Stirring as you kissed his face, Lewis's eyes slowly fluttered open, taking in his surroundings. After momentary confusion about where he was, he remembered that he was back home. Back with Y/N and Roscoe. A feeling of happiness and pure joy began to spread through his body, as he turned to see Y/N's e/c eyes looking at him with pure love and adoration. "Good morning bubs! Did you sleep well?" she asked, fingers tracing shapes over his bare skin. "Morning baby. I did" he replied, snuggling into her warmth, burying his face in her chest, as she began to softly play with his hair. "I made breakfast"

"You didn't have to" "I wanted too" 'MmmHmm"

As you basked in each others warmth and cuddled up to each other, Roscoe, deciding that he wanted some loving too, jumped onto the bed, right between the two of you. "Hello Roscoe" Lewis said, reaching out to pet the doggo. Wagging his tail, he trotted up to your body, and sat down near your tummy, resting his head on Lewis's shoulder. Feeling loved up and comfortable between both your boys, you let out a sigh of content, and rested your head on your boyfriend's shoulder. Humming something under his breath, Lewis began running his fingers along your bare arms, causing goosebumps to erupt over your skin.

"The foods getting cold" you suddenly said out loud, hopping out of bed to go and get the tray from the bedside table. Getting out of bed, Lewis made his way to the bathroom, and eventually came back to the room in a couple of minutes, to find Roscoe munching away at some treats, while you had picked up a little folding table and placed it on the bed to rest the tray on. Feeling extremely happy once again, he climbed back onto the bed, and grabbed his share of the food on the table.

His phone began to vibrate, Toto's caller ID flashing across the screen. Groaning, he put the phone face down on the table, and ignored the call. "Why aren't you picking up ? It could be important you know" Sighing, he turned to you, "I spoke to him yesterday, and if its that important he can simply text me after I don't pick up. Plus I've seen him for three weeks straight, and now I want to spend time with YOU" pouting, he looked back at you, making you let out a snort of laughter at the look on his face. "Ok drama queen. Now eat your breakfast and then we can take a shower"

Smirking, he looked at you from the corner of his eye, "we?"

"Yes, now shut up and eat" you said, nudging him with a glint in your eyes.

"Yes ma'am"

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After taking a shower together, and washing the dishes and the general monotonous household work, the both of you decided to take a walk along the beach, and take a frisbee along with you.

Dressing in the appropriate attire for the beach, you put Roscoe in his "ROSCOE 44" harness and walked out of the house. The beach was only five minutes away from your house, and you enjoyed the salty smell of the ocean air. It was a bright and sunny day, accompanied by a pleasant, cool ocean breeze as well. As you neared the golden sand, the bulldog bolted towards the sand, and ran right up to the water, and turned back to look inquiringly at the two of you. Laughing, you caught up with him, setting down the beach bag Lewis had packed for your beach day on a towel. Deciding to just relish in the Sun rays, you laid down a second towel, and removed your wrap around dress to lie in your bikini.

Lewis on the the other hand, decided to go for a swim in the water, and stripped off his t-shirt, so he remained in just his swim trunks. Looking over the top of your sunglasses, you couldn't help your gaze wandering all over his toned and muscled body, letting your eyes drink in the sculpted muscle and the tattoos that adorned his body, eyes lingering over each and every one, teeth unconsciously sinking onto your lower lip. "Enjoying the view?" his cocky voice made you look up at his face, still feeling slightly dazed.

"Yeah, because its mine to enjoy" you replied, throwing him a smirk. Rolling his eyes, he ran to the water to join Roscoe for a swim, while you watched with a smile on your face, as you watched your two boys chase the waves together. Whipping out your phone, you opened Instagram, to film the pair, and uploaded it onto your story with the caption : beach days with these two make everything better 🤍🤍

When the rays became too hot, you guys packed up your bags and made your way back home, stopping to buy some ice cream to beat the heat. Deciding to simply order some Chinese takeout food for dinner, with a bottle of wine, you settled down in front of your TV to have a movie night together. Lewis was in the kitchen, making some popcorn, and bringing you guys some wine as well.

Settling for 'Lion King' for your first movie, you let Lewis sit down, and prop his feet up on the pouffe in front of the sofa, while you tucked your feet up in the sofa, and laid your head down on his chest, his arm coming round your shoulder to hold you tightly. Roscoe sat by Lewis's feet, already asleep from the tiring day he had had at the beach. As Simba met Timon and Pumba, Lewis turned to look down at your face, "God, I Love You" smiling back at him, you leaned up to press your lips to his jaw. " I love you too"

Leaning his head down, he pressed his lips to yours, setting down the bowl of popcorn, to wrap his hands around your back, to keep you in place, as you pushed yourself up, wrapping your arms around his neck, as his hands began sliding up your back to finally rest in your loose hair, while yours slid down to his toned shoulders, and straddled his lap. The kiss grew more and more desperate, until you two finally broke apart, for the need of oxygen, resting your foreheads against each other, breathing heavily. " I love you. You're so good to me"

"I love you more"

"Not possible"

The moment was broken by a loud "wuff" as you both turned to look at the dog, who had stood up and was now looking up at the two of you with a look that said 'get a room parents!' "Roscoe!' Lewis whined, "We were having a moment" Laughing, you got off his lap, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "I love you. Now, we have to feed to dog"

'Mmhmm' he mumbled, leaning into your touch.

"If you get up now and set the table, I promise I'll lock the door so Roscoe doesn't come in tonight" you said, looking over your shoulder, to wink at him. Eyes darkening slightly, he turned to look at you, and walked right up to you, pressing his palm onto your waist. "You better lock that door tonight. No doggy trauma in this house"

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OK OK OK OK FIRST F1 FIC. let me know what you thought !

NO I HAD TO ADD THIS BECAUSE IT SUITS THIS STORY SO WELL. im soft 🥺❤

Thank you thank you thank you to @grandestrategia for the idea ❤

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cynicalrecoverysociety · 2 years ago

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I binged yesterday I think. It was a bit of a weird binge but I think it has to count. I haven't binged in several months at this point but yesterday was just a slow descent into madness. I ate a couple of granola bars in the morning and a half sandwich in the afternoon. Not bad. Then Mom dropped off McDonald's for dinner and that would have also been fine. Except then I went to Sonic and got ice cream and popcorn chicken. Not so good. Then through the rest of the night I ate like 3 bananas and cinnamon sugar toast. I only stopped because I went to bed. I call it a binge because everything after the McDonald's was for comfort and "fun" and not because I was truly hungry. I don't want to count it because it's not as bad as my usual binge which is usually something ridiculous like making caramel and eating it straight up. But I just wanted to eat yesterday, I'm assuming due to stress and generally feeling self destructive lately. But it was definitely a binge. I felt the call of the void and I threw ice cream and bananas in it until I went to bed.

Edit: I retroactively logged my food yesterday and yeah I think it was a binge y'all

Trying to decide what the best course of action is. Step one is going to be to stop putting myself in position to go to Sonic after work. It's so close and the ice cream is good, it is a constant siren call and I've been going a lot lately. I am thinking about starting to log my food and water again? I've stopped logging all together but I know that even a really general ballpark log is a small layer of protection from binges. It's not much but I do have to think "do I really want to plug that into Fitbit?". The upcoming days will be a good litmus test for it anyway because my partner just made a big ol pot of chili with the plan that we are both buying a big video game today and for the next several days we will just be playing and eating chili.

Anyway. Otherwise still doing pretty okay. I took a couple of rest days this week but I'm not worried about it, still got back on the workout wagon yesterday. Getting a raise at work is going to be nice too, especially with all the ot lately. Feeling like really busy right now because I am but just have to focus on myself. Self care and eating and moving and working and sleeping and friends and hobbies. It's a lot. It never stops.

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jaeminscoffee · 4 years ago

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Morosis.

Morosis- The stupidest of stupidities.

Pairing- Lee Haechan x reader

Genre- Fluff, Crack.

Word count- 1.81k

Warning- None but it's super random XD also note that i called Haechan a brat only for the purpose of carrying the storyline forward, irl i really want the 'Haechan annoying' agenda to come to an end :)

Summary- Haechan being his own kind of species the entire night.

Haechan is.. well Haechan.

He's his own different kind of species. Don't take it the wrong way, he's extremely talented, down to earth, a really sweet human, and a mood maker.

But on the other hand, he's a brat. A sassy, funny kind of brat.You need a whole lot of patience to deal with him. And you didn't have that.

You loved him a whole lot though, the same for him with you, it's just, he makes you question your purpose of life from time to time. He loved making you angry, he found it cute, apparently. And together, the pair of you made everyone around you go crazy.

Take for example this one time, you and Haechan along with his friends decided to have a movie night back at your place as your parents decided to go on a tiny vacation and your brother would stay over at his friends.

It was breaktime when you guys decided that it'd be fun if you all had a gathering at one spot kind of thing. So you stated that they could come over for a movie night, but made them promise not to break anything.

You'd warned them about having a pet as Jeno was allergic to cats, or cat fur, or something along the line. And you'd recently gotten her along with your brother.

All of you walk down the corridor towards your lockers, placing in unwanted books, taking the ones needed after the last bell rang.

Once you are all done packing up, you meet up by the entrance of your school building, planning what you all want to watch at night.

"So, how to train your dragon? Good choice, good choice" Haechan said, after you and Chenle decided on what movie you'd watch, it's a classic,but everyone loves it so rewatching it won't do any harm.

"Be there, sharp at 7pm or I'm starting it without you" you exclaim looking at each one of them, double looking at Jaemin with your eyebrows raised. "Especially you." Jaemin did a solute gesture as the others laughed at the two of you.

"Okay losers, see you at Y/n's. Try coming earlier if possible" Haechan said, pulling you out the gates and onto the streets once you all said your goodbyes for then.

Having a brother meant running out of snacks to munch on more than quarter of the time. So you and Haechan walked down the streets, talking along about how the day was and other random talking, coming across a convenience store.

You enter after playing rock, paper and scissors to see who'd pay for all the snacks. "Literally, no backing away, don't even try acting cute to get the other person to pay along with you" you said, narrowing your eyes knowing what move Haechan would pull if he'd lose. "Alright, cool with me baby just stick to your words hm?" he said, with a smug look on his face.

Having to spend half of your allowance isn't the best feeling ever. It sucks. Especially having your own boyfriend call you boomer and walk out of the store after you'd lost, waiting beside it where there was an ice cream stand, eating when you were struggling to select which you wanted the most.

After getting enough snacks to last throughout the night, you walk out of the store with a huge bag in your hand, the bill in the other and a grumpy look on your face. At least Haechan was kind enough to take the bag out of your hand and even brought you an ice cream after laughing at you for five solid minutes.

"So, how's your piano lessons going?" Haechan asked you as the two of you took a turn towards the street leading to your house, it was past 6:15 pm when you actually started heading home, stopping here and then to eat from each street food stalls you'd come across, this time around, Haechan paying for it.

"It's going good, isn't the easiest when my fingers just won't cooperate" you let out an exaggerated sigh, leaning your head against Haechan's shoulder while you walked up to the door to unlock it as he slightly nudged your head away so that you could open the door faster.

"You'll master it, baby. It just needs time and talent" he said to which he earned a smack at the back of his head. "Shut it, dimwit" you reply, hanging the keys on the hook beside the door.

Upon hearing the sound of the key, your cat, more precisely your four week old kitten, jumped off the tiny makeshift bed you'd made for her with comforters, making your way towards you, meowing in her tiny voice.

Once she reached you she started rubbing herself against the material of your legging, you pick her up, "Hey bubbles! Did you miss mommy?" you speak as though you were talking to a baby. Not getting any reply, obviously you turn towards your boyfriend, who stood beside you, looking at your cat with nothing but love and affection.

"Can I carry her..?" he asked in a cautious tone, not wanting to scare the cat.

"Of course!" you reply, handing over bubbles to Haechan. He carried her, looking all over her before lifting her high up in the air like they did to Simba in the Lion King.

"Babe.. Y/n..she oof-" he started, looking at the cat and then at you, "bro, your dragon looks dope" he said in an amused voice, nuzzling into bubbles' tiny fur coat. You had so much expectation for what he'd say when he started, but he's Haechan, what were you expecting.

"Haechan.. She's literally, oh my god that's my cat. Not a dragon" you say, face palming, trying to get bubbles out of his grip, him turning away, shielding the feline from your reach.

"I know, I'm not blind" Haechan said in an obvious tone, making his way towards the couch, settling in to play with the fur ball as you make your way towards the kitchen to place all the snacks away.

"Then why would you call her a-..actually nevermind don't answer that question" you sigh.

Not even five minutes later you hear the doorbell ring, you look at Haechan to see if he'd open the door, to which he merely glared at the door and returned back to the cat. You make your way towards the front, opening the door to find three of your friends. "Hey guys, you're earlier than expected so come help me set the snacks" you said, not bothering to greet any of them individually, dragging Jaemin with his hands because you know he'd actually help you.

"Babe! Who's it-oh hey Renjun" you ignore him and turn around to take a bowl to put the popcorn in, turning towards Jaemin to ask him to get the soda's "Jaem?" you call out, finding not a soul with you in the kitchen.

You walk out of the kitchen towards the front as you hear loud noises from there. "Jaem you are supposed to be helping me-" you say with your hands over your face, rubbing it.

"You named your cat bubblebutt? That's genius!" Jeno exclaimed from beside Renjun, sneezing momentarily as the latter nodded along, all three looking at you, expecting an explanation.

"I.. What?" you asked, confused as you could ever be.

"You! Named your kitten bubblebutt! It suits her though" Renjun said. You look at Haechan stolidly, as he laughs at your expression.

"Her name's bubbles" you look at them one by one "B U B B L E S, get it? Now come on Jaemin we need to get started with the movie" you look at him, he nodded and got up from the couch, making his way towards you.

Fifteen minutes in setting up the floor, the TV, the couch, everyone had already come in and made themselves comfortable. Having Haechan introduce your feline to the rest of the boys, you having to tell them what her real name is.

"Everyone quiet down, let's do a check before we start the movie" Mark said, standing up.

"Alright all eight of us are here. Now for the snacks. Chips?" "Got it" Jisung replied.

"sodas" "check" Chenle said.

"Candies?" "Gotchu" Jaemin replied.

"Bagel bites?" Renjun did a finger gun,

"Popcorn?" "I have them!" you answer.

"Who's going to prepare ramen once we run out of pizza?" "I thought we already decided that would be me" Haechan replied from beside you, cat still in his hand.

"And me, Jeno and Jaemin are the one's paying for the pizza! Okay we're all set" Mark ended, passing the remote to you, pressing the start button.

The movie started, everyone was indulged in the movie, the only sounds made being from speakers and that of pop cans, and other snacks..and Haechan's murmuring.

He'd been the only one not paying attention to the screen, rubbing bubbles' stomach, scratching her fur, and even cuddling up to her to keep her warm. His excuse 'I've already watched the movie five times, and bubblebutt is way cuter than toothless'

Alright then so be it, play with the cat but he could've done it quieter. But no.

"bubblebutt~"

"bubble bubble bubblebuttt"

"bubble bath, bubblebutt-" "Haechan shush" you hush him in a low voice, not wanting to disturb the others.

"What? OH LOOK HICCUP'S WINNING" Haechan exclaimed as the others cheered along. It went on quiet for a while. But Haechan and quiet can never belong in the same sentence.

"bubbles. Bubblebutt, definitely cuter"

"It even rolls out the tongue smoother, bubblebutt"

"bubblebutt, bubblebutt, don't worry, your butt will be bubblier once you grow bigger" he poked the poor cat's butt, to which she snarled, settling back in calmly as Haechan gave her scratches.

"Bubblebuttttttt~" he sang out.

"Haechan stop it" you whine, not being able to concentrate on the movie due to the constant buzzing sound coming from your boyfriends end

"Oh this? Bubblebutt, bubble bubble bubblebut, does this annoy you, princess?" he said, carrying the cat in his arms and hitting you softly with her.

"Babe, i mean it, just. Stop. " you say trying not to scream. But he kept going, that's Lee Haechan.

"Bubblebutt"

"stop"

Bubblebutt."

"Lee Haechan."

"bubbleee.. Butt?"

"Haechan I mean it, quit it. Now"

"How about a bubble. Bubble bubble bubble bubble bubble bubble but-"

"Jesus can you quit it?!" you scream out, finally losing your shit, as the boy beside you burst into a fit of laughter.

The movie was paused, god bless, Jisung's soul. You take the cat gently from Haechan's hold, handing it over to Jaemin, who sat beside you, snickering the entire time.

"Lee Haechan you asked for it" you jump at him with your fist up in the air as the boy screeched out loud.

"Ah shit, there they go again"

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jinxthequeergirl · 5 years ago

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Lipgloss

Steve Harrington x Hopper! Reader

Summary: the reader has always been steves cooler half but he notices that you start making little changes.

Warning: swearing, none, this is kinda wack it didn't come out the way I wanted it to

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You where in fact your fathers daughter in every way possible, tough as nails, quick witted the whole nine yards. And everyone knew it.

The only issue was Steve Harrington, he was your best friend but lately it seemed like he was the only one who could make your cool deminor falter. And everyone seemed to notice it.

You watched Will attempt to follow your steps and skate down the street before turing to stared at Steve as he and dustin made the large order from the ice cream truck. He glanced back at you with a goofy smile making you chuckle.

"Y/n!" Your head snapped forward just in time to see will plow you down on your skate board. "Ah...shit..." You groaned.

"Are you guys alright!?" Steve asked running over to you with the rest of the kids. Dustin helped pull will up as steve helped you up. "Yea...yea I'm fine." You chuckled.

"Sorry kid." You ruffled Will's hair. "It's alright, I'm fine. I'm gonna go again." He said excitedly. Taking the skateboard from the ground and running back to the starting point with Mike and lucas by his side.

"You sure you're fine?" Steve asked again looking you over. "I'm...I'm fine harrington, are you fine?" You asked him nervously. "Yea, yea I think I'm ok." You nodded dusting your hands off on your shorts. "Good, good...oh uh hey wheres my choco Taco?" You asked attempting to save yourself from the conversation.

He looked back over to the Ice cream truck. The man inside was looking impatiently back as the diffrent ice cream bars sat on the counter.

"On it's way." He said jogging back over.

"What was that!?" Max asked coming up beside you with El at her side.

"What was what?" You asked walking to sit on the curb. "With steve! I've never seen you act like that!" Max laughed. You furrowed your brows. "I wasn't acting any way..." You trailed off when Even El gave you a look that said you where acting diffrent.

"C'mon You where totally starting at Steve! And then what was that conversation!?"

"Do you like steve?" El asked cutting in on Max.

You laughed. Both because hearing it outloud made it sound absurd but also out of nervousness.

"Do I..Do I like steve? Me? Liking Steve!?" Max crossed her arms. "I've seen you around boys...it usually ends up with them scared of you...not the other way around."

You opened your mouth but instantly closed it as steve came back over. "Ladies, one orange dreamcicle, A cotton candy swirl and a choco taco." He said handing the ice cream bar to you.

"Thank you kind sir." You winced as the words left your mouth, he laughed and sat next to you digging into his own Ice cream order.

Max and El chuckled at you as you struggled to act normal next to him. "Hey! Y/n?"

"Yea?" You croaked out. "Is it alright if I sleep over at your place tonight?"

You cleared your throat and took your eyes from steve to look at her. "Yea...of course." You smiled lightly.

You winced at the loud crash and steve yelling through the phone. "Sorry about that..." You laughed pouring another bag of candy into a bowl. "No need to apologize...boys will be boys right?"

You could hear him give a light hearted chuckle through the phine making your heart do a little jump in your chest. "How are the girls?" He asked. "Oh you know..doing girl things...painting nails, talking about boys...usual girl stuff."

"Ooh I wouldn't have happened to have been brought up in your boy talk would I?" He asked cheekily. Your face grew hot and you cleared your throat trying to keep cool.

"Why on earth would we talk about you?" You joked. "Ow I'm hurt."

You looked up hearing the girls squeel with joy from the room over. "Ok well sounds like the girls are having fun without me."

"Ok. Hey, I'll see you tomorrow afternoon after I get off of work."

"Of course, Night Harrington."

"Night." You hung up the phone and grabbed the tray of snacks.

"Ladies! Snacks are served!" You announced as you pushed El's bedroom door open. They both looked up from their magazines and ran over to it as you set it down.

"And then Later I picked up some movies from Family video-"

"We had a better Idea!" Max said. "What?" There was knock at the door that El quickly got up to answer as Max sat you down.

"Well me and El wanted to help you with your steve problem."

You shook your head. "I don't have a steve problem." Max rolled her eyes at you.

"Yea sure."

"I heard we where having a girls night, and you needed help with Harrington!" Robin said as she stepped into the bed room.

"Oh god...They got you two involved!?" You asked looking at Nancy and Robin.

Nancy shrugged. "I didn't have anything better to do..."

"Me neither." Robin added hoisting herself ontop of the dresser.

You looked between the four girls and fell back into the bed throwing a pillow over your face and groaning.

"I..i dunno about this guys..."

"We'll just start with small things...like lip gloss!" Max said As you sat infront of the four of them

"Yea! And then we can work up to the bigger stuff!" Nancy said taking the lip gloss from Max.

Their big idea was to give you a make over, 'round out your sharp edges' Nancy had said.

"C'mon guys don't you think Steve should like Y/n for y/n? And if he doesn't then maybe he's not the one for her?" Everyone looked at Robin.

"Actually...actually that doesn't sound like a bad idea." You spoke up. Robin held her hands out to you. "See!"

"C'mon just give this a try, then we can try Robins way." Nancy said holding your chin in her hand to apply the lipgloss. And El held up the mirror to you so you could see yourself.

You frowned slightly at yourself and looked at your glittery lips. "This is kinda stupid." You mumbled wiping it off. "It's not! We can even do your hair a little bit!" Nancy said trying to convince you to go through with it. Max flipped through a magazine and landed on a page.

"We should go with this! Subtle but with a pop!"

You all glanced at the page then at yourself through the mirror. "Have at me if you must."

Robin laughed at the sight eating a handful of popcorn. "You are very helpful." You said to her as El helped do your hair. "Stay still." El said from behind you.

"I just think, maybe you should let things work out on there own..." She said along with pointing at a shirt that Max held up from your closet.

"Ok, ok leave your hair like this tonight...and tomorrow morning take it out and it should look like that." Nancy said pointing to the magazine picture.

You bit your lip and nodded. Thinking about what Robin was saying.

"Ok do this." You followed max's lip motion after you put the lipgloss she had picked last night as you stood outside the mall.

"Ok, ok! You look good! Like yourself but...better."

"Thank you, really." You smiled sarcastically at her.

"You know what I meant!" El rounded the corner quickly. "He's coming!" She said grabbing your wrist and pulling you forward.

"Be yourself! Be flirty!" Max yelled as they basically flung you around the corner into steve.

"Oh hey!"

"Sorry! Hey!" You laughed, Nervously.

"Uh hey! Since you're here do you wanna go...get...food?"

He chuckled. "Yea..I was actually Going to ask you the same!" You nodded and started walking beside him back into the Mall,smiling to yourself.

"Where the hell is steve going!?" Dustin asked coming up beside Max and El.

"A date I think." Max said.

"He was supposed to take us to The arcade!"

You walked scilently beside steve but you could feel him glancing at you.

"What?" You finally asked looking up at him.

"What?"

"Well you keep looking at me so...you must wanna say something or is there something on my face?"

"No! No! Nothing on your face, but Are...are you wearing Lipgloss?" He asked looking closer at you.

You moved from his gaze brushing your fingers under your lips.

"What? N..no!" You laughed nervously.

"It is isn't it! Your wearing something girly!" He laughed. you scowled and punched his shoulder and rubbed the stuff from your lips.

"Ow! C'mon y/n i was kidding." He said rubbing his arm. "Why are you wearing that stuff anyways? You constantly say how much you hate it. "

"It was just a stupid Idea..." You muttered the response and quickly grabbed a seat in the food court.

"No, hey c'mon! It looked good..if thats what you want to start doing I'm not gonna stop you! I'm not saying it was bad just suprising." He said sliding into the seat across from you.

"And hey for what It's worth I think it looked pretty on you, but...but I think you look good no matter what!" He said trying to cheer you up.

"Really?"

It was Steves turn to be the akward one. "Uh..ye..yea..." You smiled turning to him.

"Thanks Harrington...I think you're pretty too." You said jokingly. "Shut up." He said laughing.

You sighed. "Ok...shit..Imma be honest with you...I was wearing it because Nancy and Max thought It would give me a better chance of getting with you...Robin said to just let things happen...I should've just listened to her. " You laughed.

"Yea...really she knew what she was talking about...cause I planned on asking you out this weekend." He said almost nonchalantly.

"You..you where?" He nodded watching you amused.

"I feel kinda stupid now.."

"No! It was kinda funny to watch you be the uncool one for a change."

"Whatever...when should I be ready?" You asked.

"For?"

"Our date. Or did you already forget?"

"Oh uh Saturday like seven-ish?"

You nodded. "Ok..I'll be there."

#steve harrington x reader #stranger things x reader

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