#im gonna uhhh leave now so

[lowpolydildo]

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[stiffyck]

I just now realized that I may or may not have made a mistake. Um. If I made a mistake I am quite possibly fucked for like a year lmfao

[scattered-winter]

the fact that i would have to physically walk in to my old church building and personally request my church records in order for me to legally and officially leave the church is, quite frankly, homophobic on all possible levels

[microtyalm13]

ye s im actually working on something thats why im a little inactive rn .... making a sci-fi setting with hot alien bees species ??!??!... and a bisexual russian woman as a main character ‼‼😳... oooohh.......

[orcelito]

I ended up buying even more plants

Meet Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura

[absolutelyzoned]

chat chat help im so cooked chat

[lesbiangiratina]

Status update the guilty gear cards are activating my latent perfectionism. Badly

[kalmeria]

gave in and started watching. the cartoon i was really into when i was like 15-16. weird nostalgia times in here rn.

[mattsnight]

Can’t wear that - Chris Sturniolo

Summary:

Warnings: swearing, possessive behavior, sexual content, smut, use of y/n, sex, fingering, eating out, uhhh if there’s anything else lmk!

A/N: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 300+ LIKES ON MY LAST POST. THATS INSANE? ily all so so sososososoosos much❤️ also english is not my first language so im sorry if there are any mistakes.

(I love this song sm🤭)

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You and Chris never had any arguments. Most of the time you guys were the ‘perfect’ couple. Today wasn’t one of those days.

Chris and you were planning to go to a party a friend of Chris has planned. You were very excited about going and you even bought a dress. The bad thing about this story is that the dress is extremely short and revealing.

Obviously Chris wouldn’t let you go out like that, so you started arguing.

“I don’t know where you think we’re going, but you’re not gonna wear that outfit.” He says, already getting frustrated by the whole idea.

“Yes i am, you don’t decide that for me.”

Chris stands up, his face red with anger. He walks over to you and grabs your arm, pulling you towards him. “I don’t care what you say right now. You’re not leaving this house looking like that. I don’t want anyone else seeing you like this.”

You push him away, trying to get free from his grip. He stumbles back a bit from the force of your push but quickly recovers. “This is not a normal dress, it's too fucking revealing.” He yells at you.

“No it’s not! Grow up Chris.” You yell back.

Chris loses his temper and grabs you by the waist, lifting you off the ground. “Shut up! You're not going anywhere looking like that! I don't care if you hate me for it, but you're changing before we leave this house!" he says, his voice loud and angry. You flinch at the outburst. Chris sees the flinch and immediately feels guilty. He sets you down gently and takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. “Listen, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. But I can’t let you go to that party dressed like that.”

“It’s fine.” You say before walking over to your dresser to grab a new one.

He watches you walk away, his anger slowly fading into concern. He follows you to the closet and stands in the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest. “Which one are you going to choose?” he asks, trying to sound calm and reasonable instead of angry.

“This one i guess.” I say as i hold up a less revealing dress. He looks at the dress you've chosen and nods in approval. “That one is much better. It’s more... appropriate.” He steps aside to let you change, still feeling guilty about losing his temper earlier. “I’ll wait for you outside. Take your time.” He says. You give him a quick nod before going back to changing.

Chris leaves the room, closing the door gently behind him. He leans against the door, taking deep breaths and trying to calm himself down. He knows he overreacted, but he can’t shake off this feeling of protectiveness when it comes to you.

After a while you come out in a new, less revealing dress. Chris looks up as you come out of the room and his eyes widen in surprise. He takes a step towards you and reaches out to touch the fabric of your dress. “Wow, you look beautiful. I’m sorry I acted like such an idiot earlier.”

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it. Shall we go?” I ask. He nods, feeling a mix of relief and gratitude that you’re forgiving him so easily. “Yeah, let’s go. But promise me you’ll stay close to me tonight, okay? I don’t want to lose you in the crowd.” He says.

“Yeah of course Chris.” Chris smiles, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him as he walks beside you to the party. He keeps a protective arm around your waist, scanning the room for any potential threats or dangers. “Let’s have some fun tonight, okay? But remember, you’re mine, and I don’t share.”

The party went well. You met a few girls, whom are influencers. They talked with you as Chris was there being his protective self and holding your hand. Around midnight Chris grabbed your arm, without a word. He grabs you by the hand and pulls you towards the exit, his mind racing with dirty thoughts.

“Chrisssss..” you say, knowing what he was up to.

As soon as you’re back at his place, Chris wastes no time. He pushes you against the wall, his lips crashing onto yours as he hungrily devours you. "Fuck, I need you now.. you look fucking incredible all the time.”

“Really? how bad?” You ask, teasing him. He grins, his hands trailing down your body as he pulls you closer. He can already tell how turned on you are, and it only fuels his desire. "Bad enough that I would bend you over right here if I thought you could handle it."

“What makes you think i can’t?” You ask.

He reaches down and grabs your ass, giving it a hard squeeze. "Because I know you cant control yourself when I dominate you. And right now, I'm feeling particularly dominant." He lifts you up, wrapping your legs around his waist.

“Well then, why don’t you show me?” You ask, smiling innocently. He immediately carries you over to the couch and throws you down onto it, following immediately behind you. Suddenly.. you both are naked. He kicks your legs apart and buries his face between your thighs, eating you out with reckless abandon. "Fuck, you taste so good." He speaks between laps, his hands gripping your thighs.

“Oh god baby…” you moan out. He grins at your words, loving how much he affects you. He continues to eat you out, working every inch of your pussy with his tongue. His fingers slide inside of you, curling up to hit that spot deep within. "You're mine, aren't you?"

“all yours Chris, all yours!” You scream out in pleasure.

Chris stands up, letting your orgasm, making you whimper at the loss. "This is all yours." He positions himself at your entrance, slowly pushing inside of you. He loves the feeling of being buried deep inside of you. "Say it again."

“All yours.. fuck.” You say as you feel him stretching you out like crazy.

He slowly starts to thrust his hips, building a steady rhythm. "Damn right I am." His hands grip your hips, pulling you towards him hard on every thrust. "You're mine to fuck, to possess, to worship."

You feel yourself getting closer to the edge within seconds. Chris can feel how close you are to your release. He speeds up his thrusts, wanting to bring you over the edge. "Let go for me baby." With every word, he slams into you harder and deeper.

“Oh fuck i cant!” You manage to moan out between the heavy breaths leaving your mouth. He reaches between your legs, rubbing your clit in fast circles. "Yes, you can. Fuck, you're gonna come all over my cock." He continues to thrust and rub your clit, pushing you towards your climax. "Now, baby..!" He demands, his own release coming. You let go, feeling waves of pleasure flowing over you. As you let go, Chris feels his own orgasm hitting. He slams into you one last time, spilling himself deep inside of you as he groans out your name. "Fuck....fuck...yes, just like that."

Heavy breaths leave our mouths as we’re both left insanely sweaty and tired. Chris leans down to kiss you deeply. "Fuck, that was amazing." He stays buried deep inside of you for a moment before pulling out.

“That was amazing.. thank you Chris..” you say, smiling slightly.

Chris smiles and kisses your forehead. "Glad you enjoyed it." He looks down at his softening cock then back at you. "Want me to clean up or are you gonna stay in bed for the rest of the day?" He smirks, already knowing the answer.

“Both please…” you say. He chuckles and gets up from the bed, walking to the bathroom. He returns to the bedroom a few minutes later with a warm, damp cloth. "Here, let me clean you up."

He gently cleans you, making sure to be extra gentle. Then later tosses the cloth aside and crawls back into bed with you. "There we go. All cleaned up." He wraps his arms around you, pulling you close. "You okay?"

“Im so okay.”

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First Chris fanfic?!?! I love y’all sm thanks for the support!💖

[wafywaify]

im so tired but i want to get this out before i forget. this might end up uncomprehensible byt whatever. anyways.

shen qingqiu. shizun. shen yuan, right? that guy. for some reason i have this really strange itch that just- a singer shen yuan au would cure. like im thinking barbie princess and the pauper type singer au. like he was transmigrated a bit after uh binghes blakening ig. maybe he just got out of the abyss, right? on his way to go torture his shizun and all that gof stuff.

shen yuan was just placed into this npc type guy, not relevant to the plot really. maybe hes a brother to uh one of bingges future wife? but anyways, his family's pretty poor so they do all they can to make a few extra coins. he finds out he has a pretty nice voice from um, singing his little sister to sleep? something sweet like that. his family urges him to give it a try, telling him everyone would love his voice. after getting over his embarrassment, he gives it a shot. I imagine he like tries to remember certain songs from yknow. barbie.. barbie songs. i love Barbie.

and hes all like "well no ones gonna recognize it ill just say i wrote it its fineeee" and then that kind of backfires on him when airplane stumbles upon a random dude singing "i need to know" from the hit barbie movie babrie as the island princess. (im just like you, youre just like me!!) actually it'd be funny if he only sung barbie songs. like theyre just melted into his brain after all the times his little sister had forced him to watch them with her. anyways, they hit it off.. in more ways then one. that sounds like a sex joke, its not. im implying he beat bro up. pidw author and all.

anways uh maybe airplane like helps him out and like they get shen yuan to start performing for like important things. idk. uh. good entertainment for the richer ppl yknow. hes become pretty popular now. its hard to book him, with all the requests hes getting now. now this is where bingge comes in. bro needs a performer for an upcoming.. wedding? i guess? he needs to entertain guests so he books the most popular guy right? shen yuan, upon realizing binghe, the heavenly demon emperor, wants to hire him, absolutely freaks out.

he doesnt want anything to do with the protagonist!! he was living a pretty good life!! and every man that comes into contact with binghe either ends in a gruesome death or are thrown into cellars! thats just how pidw was written!! so obviously, the best course of action is to ignore it! ignore everything! uhhh.. bad idea, really. he basically just sends a letter back saying "haha sorry cant, busy!!!"

and binghe.. binghe does not take that all too well. who would've thought. not shen yuan. who dared ignore the literal emperor!? conqueror of realms??!! and so, he sets out to go see for himself how "busy" this lowly singer is!! que dramatic scene where binghe walks into a pub and theres like at least 50 or so people crowded to the back. hes confused at first, before he hears this almost angelic voice. it seems to wash over the entire pub, entrancing its residents. like a siren calling out.

there isnt exactly a "stage" in this pub, so he cant really see whos singing. he quickly makes his way towards the crowd and pushed his way through. after the people realize who he is, its easy enough. his eyes land on one of the most beautiful humans he's ever seen. his eyes are almost crystal clear in this lighting. a warmish brown, almost orange. his auburn brown hair is fully down, embellished with golden jewels and hair tinsel. a strange look.. but it works on him. and his skin..

before he can ogle anymore, the angelic mans voice tapers off, leaving the crowd disappointed. binghe looks up to see the other staring at him, eyes wide.

might continue this tmr or like fix it up a bit.. but yeah.. singer shen yuan save me.. please i need him so badly. also i love fics that have bingge and shen yuan bickering theyre always so good. i love them being silly in strange ways. part 2!!!

[floral-hex]

won’t have a ride for about an hour or so, but I’m really thinking of going to urgent care and begging for klonopin or something similar. Just a few to make sure I don’t lose my shit in the next few hours. Do you think that would work? Just straight up “I’m in the middle of an extended panic that’s gone on for about 12+ hours now. Please give me a script for half a dozen benzos.” (Half a dozen sounds like so much. It’s just 6.) I mean, with more details. I don’t know. In my head, I always think ‘just be straightforward and say what you want, no joking or subterfuge,’ but I’m 100% paranoid that this wouldn’t work or even backfire. Hell, if it was bad, I wouldn’t be so clear with my needs, I’d be over emotional. Right? No? I wish being honest about your needs was more acceptable, but noooo, everything is all irony poisoned. Or whatever. I don’t know what I’m saying. Word salad. Now I’m torn on if I should take a shower and clean up (I stink!), would that show I’m a nice, clean cut dude, or would that seem like I’m faking it bc I was able to wash myself and therefore am not truly falling apart? Anyway.. so now I’ve got this semi-hopeful plan and that’ll keep me going another hour until I can maybe go. Will it work? I don’t know, but it’ll get me out of the apartment for a bit, distract me some, which isn’t nothing. God, I’m so tired. I feel like I could fall asleep any moment, but as soon as I close my eyes, lean my head back, I start panicking.

Oh no, now I’m looking and I’m worried that, if I do get a prescription, the pharmacies I use will be closed. God, I’m fucked.

aaaaa aaaaa aaaaa aaaaa!

[stxrryskys]

Lesbian Anya smut where Anya tops reader with a strap? :333

AHHH YESSS but.. Kinda.. I don't see anya being like a rough top, but a soft dom cause she's a sweetheart after all!

C/W :

"Let me treat you"

C/W : use of toys, pet names, use of the overused phrase "USE YOUR WORDS" afab reader and soft dom anya, kinda short but oopsies i guess. ENJOY!!!

You and Anya were dating before pony Express, you were tired of her working these late shifts preparing for the tulpar so you decided to get an internship under her! You weren't very uhhh educated when it came to medical stuff and hey.. Anya wasn't great either.. But! You wanted to be as close to your girlfriend. Having said that, you and Anya were.. Definitely DEFINITELY sexually active but since you've both been working you've been a little neglected which isn't her fault! Your both so busy.. So before leaving for the tulpar you decided to pack something in her bag without her noticing and when she finally notices she'll HAVE to pay attention to you

Anya was looking in her bag for something, anything to rid her of her boredom and lo and behold.. A strap on?! Jesus Christ! She did NOT remember packing that! She's so lucky nobody was around cause that would be so embarrassing! Why would she pack this? When did she- oh... Of course.. You.. Why wouldn't you? Jeez she didn't realize she's been so focused on work that she's been neglecting you, her poor baby:(( how was she gonna make it up to- oh.. Duh.. The solution is right in front of her, she needed to find somewhere private go do it tho- ah! Medbay! There's a lock and nobody goes in there! She quickly grabbed the strap and went to medbay and set it down, then she began to go looking for you

"Ah! Baby there you are! " She had gone up behind you and wrapped her arms around your frame

"Hi Anya! What's up? "

"I wanna talk to you about something, come with me? "

Sooo.... Now you're bouncing up and down on her strap, her hands on your hips, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as the tip of the strap repeatedly hit your cervix

"Haah... Fuck.. Feels so good-! " you rested your head in the crook of her neck, trying to press kisses against it

"You're doing so well for me baby, you look so pretty like this.. "

"A-anya please.. I'm about to..fuck-

"Yeah.. Let go baby.. C'mon let go for me.. Be my good girl and cum for me." and that instantly pushed you over the edge because with her okay you immediately came on the purple strap

"you're so beautiful baby.. I-I need you to do that for me again.. do you think you can go another round..?" she whispered lowly in your ear, you nodded your head at her words.

"No, baby I want you to use your words, please?"

"Y-yes I can go one more round" after you said that she grabbed your hips and flipped you over onto your back on the medical table, the strap in between your legs hovering over your pussy

"you're so perfect.. I'm so lucky to have you. I'm so sorry I've been neglecting you recently baby, I've been so busy." she dips her head down to the crook of your neck and pampers little kisses between each sentence.

"Its okay Anya.. i know how much you have going on, and im sorry for sneaking around and packing this in your bag without telling."

"don't be, im glad you did" she gave you a quick kiss and thrusted into you, hard.

"ah~! j-jeez.. a warning wouldve been- haah! N-Nice..."

"sorry baby!" she stopped her movements for a moment "Am i okay to go?"

"Yeah..yeah go ahead.." she continued to thrust in and out of you even when you wrapped your legs around her waist

the head of the strap repeatedly kissing your cervix was to much to handle and you were close again

"gonna cum again!'

"cum again for me baby, c'mon...i got you.."

you bucked your hips into the strap and finished all over it, she pulled out and you scooted over and wrapped her arms around your frame

"i love you, Anya.."

"i love you more,baby.."

she pressed a soft kiss to the back of your head and continued to spoon you... you really hope the rest of the ship wasnt aware of what the two of you were doing..

[thecoolerliauditore]

see cus so much of bdubs communication is based off of him giving the other person room to push back or react. it's why he bounces so well off of tango for example because tango is really happy to make snarky remarks that bdubs can set up.

but scott has this kinda polite coworker air about him like 90% of the time so I can't help but feel like in the case of a bdubs/scott team up if they do talk it would be something like. bdubs going "youghhhh awhh you little rascal you're hiding the entire worlds supply of sugar cane down here!!!!!" and scott would be like "well that's so that no one else can have tnt later :)" and the conversation just dies.

the best case scenario. For ME. Is if their personalities really just hardcore clash like bdubs treats scott pretty much like how he did during SL and scott just. doesn't match his energy and bdubs ofc sneaks off to go see etho like he always does and scotts like okayy bye ^^ but as soon as he's alone he's like fuckkk bdubs doesn't care about me he's gonna leave me i need some sort of backup plan cleo cleo are you home cleo can we be friends again 🥺🥺and because this is my universe and I make the rules cleo's kinda dismissive of scotts concerns cus oh you know bdubs is just. like that. and scott's like oh okay awesome awesome this doesn't worry me anymore! (it worries him)

and scott's like bdubs pleaseeee can you not antagonize people you're making us enemies!! and bdubs sees this as an opportunity to do his over-the-top confident schtick to try and lure scott into insulting him so he says some shit like "yeah well they can't get past me!! im invincible im im a MACHINE scott" and scott's like hahaha okay!! (gonna kms)

at some point scott tries to wrestle some inkling of control back and he's like bdubs. bdubs look me in the eyes bdubs etho has never done anything good for you he's taking advantage of you he's always taken advantage of you. and in listing the ways etho is Evil and Bad he has to kinda confront facts about himself that make him want to walk into the ocean. bdubs still isn't taking him totally seriously but HOW DARE he insult etho so he starts doing his whole fake-rage thing and scott is like well he-- well-- nevermind. and storms off like an angry toddler.

then bdubs decides fuck it there's something deeply wrong with this kid so he's like hey. hey etho scott says you're BAD. and ethos like uhh okay. and bdubs is like you're a BAD MAN ethoslab you have done BAD THINGS i need to DUEL YOU AT DAWN. and ethos like uhhh okay 😥 and scott has to referee their "duel" which is just like. them hitting eachother with wooden swords but they both have to spamclick cus. mindcrack nostalgia or whatever. and at the end bdubs is like okay i fought him scott are you happy i beat him up for his crimes. and scott's like okay awesome can you kill me now it's episode 4 but ican't take this anymore

[lonelyy-clown]

uhhh here's my thoughts as one of the native co-writers of the letter sent to rtvs. i said before i won't be making rtvs posts anymore, but i guess i wanna compile all my thoughts onto one as they have been scattered around as the whole thing went down so.

not sure how best to structure this btw, i'm still not good at words and this is a mess atm. but uhh im trying.

one thing i hope will be acknowledged in the apology that wayne correcting the misinformation he said in november was very much possible on his own. i can't be mad that he didn't know about pt's shit right away, but when i google anything about the dev's offensive comments/work in the game, before and now, this is all i can find.

like not looking into it for one second before making your statement was really irresponsible. it's the main reason i decided to actually say something, at least with my one post about his message. apparently it's an issue with people calling whatever the dev said an 'apology'. and i said in the letter too, one of my goals was for that misunderstanding to be cleared up.

and yep, the response to the letter was definitely disappointing. i hope behaviour like that will not be repeated again too. wayne being so determined to leave his november message as his final word, even when that's what i had an issue with in the first place, and the quick mention that he mispoke on the apology part, it was very dismissive to me.

it sucks that it took two months just to finally admit it was incorrect on top of that.

but specifically for mike. what the fuck? how can you say something like that to someone's face?

"if you really had your tribes best interests-" and "we're just people on the computer like you" are wild things to say.

do better. grow up. broaden your perspective. even if you can't be perfect all the time, none of us are saying you ever were, still, do whatever it takes to not do anything like that again.

you can't pull the "we're just silly idiots here guys" card everytime.

ughhh. not gonna lie, thinking about how kinda weird it is taking a part of this at all since the first thing i did after seeing the collab announcement was just leave quietly. like i only called the collab a big L (💀), unfollowed everyone, and avoided rtvs entirely for a whole month. but i agree with what people have said; yes, there was barely any attention brought to the whole thing anyways. only a handful of people pointed out the issue at the time, but everything else went on as normal and that was it. it was a bummer.

so as a final note, i hope this makes something good to learn from. personally, i can't help but be sure that rtvs wasn't going to acknowledge the issue with the collab if we didn't make the letter. maybe it would've been a later apology after some hindsight or something, i don't know. at least there was a push and acknowledgment they gotta do better.

we're still waiting on their apology right now. i'm willing to wait for a while just to be fair. i'm just not following them though so i don't know how active they've been, sounds like just as usual it seems. well, i just hope a good amount of thought and effort goes into the apology whenever it comes out.

don't know how to end this i'm tired uh.

[spitdrunken]

RUNNING TO YOUR INBOX. for the valentines thing: Adam Hazbin Hotels fat ass and uhhh 🔪 &/or 🕊️

hes so perfect for that combo im giggling

HIIIIII <33333 have a little prequel piece to an order and a curse!!!!! where you are all still human! and reader has decidedly less mixed feelings about him (AKA Hates Him LOL)

notes: INCEST (parent/child, reader is an adult) unhealthy relationships, references to past (incestuous) pregnancy, breeding kink, extremely dubious consent, biblical references, definitely not period-appropriate language

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Your father truly believes he's the one who has it the hardest. You've grown numb, accustomed to the curse that God has placed on you. To bear fruit again and again, in pain, with no say in the matter. It has been this way for so long now.

But your father never stops riling against the work that is required on the land, to feed himself and his family. Every single day he complains, even with your brothers now working along also. His resentment seems to encompass the idea of labour as a whole. (Perhaps that is the reason he was assigned this curse. You could hardly think of a worse way to punish such a self-conceited man.) Again and again, you've listened to him complain.

He hates the calluses on his hands, a result from holding his tools for hours at a time. The scars on his arms from yanking thistles out of the ground and their merciless yanking on his flesh. The dirt that gets stuck underneath his broken nails. The sweat and grime that cover his body in layers and layers and layers. The way his body has become thin and lean, a tightly bound knot of muscle and nothing else, clearly outlining his missing rib.

("When I get the fuck out of here," he'd say, hair sticking to his forehead and a mouthful of hard bread in between his jaws, "I am never going to stop eating. Not even for a fucking second. I looked so much better when I had shit to eat!")

You've asked to go outside. You're sure that you could help, like your brothers do. You'd kill to feel the dirt underneath your feet, the wind against your skin, the sun glaring in your eyes. Instead, he keeps you inside, always and forever. Not even your mother is chained up as tightly as you are. You simply aren't allowed to leave.

Instead, you have your own purposes at home. When your father returns from another long day of working the land, angry and miserable and exhausted, you're there to take the edge off. He'll slump back wherever he's seated, and let you do all the work for him.

"Let you outside? You're screwing with me, right? I prefer…" He pants, then sucks in a breath. "To have your hands nice and soft. Squeeze a little harder, yeah, that's right." You know exactly what he likes, exactly how to get this over with as soon as possible. You don't even complain or fight it much anymore. Why bother? He hisses when you bring him to the edge, hand latching on your waist and squeezing down hard. It's the most he's moved since you've started helping him 'settle down for the evening'. "No, no, no— Slow down." He gives you that lecherous, wide grin that lets you know how the rest of the night is going to go. Though it sends a shiver up your spine, heat pools in between your legs as well. You tell yourself that it's your body trying to make it easier for you. "It'd be such a waste, baby. You should have a seat, too. Gonna fill you up nice and good." He really needs to work on his lines. But you nod. It's never a struggle to get him inside of you, your body perfectly moulded to fit with his.

[starrysan]

nouvelle vague

↳ ᴅᴀɪꜱʏ [16]

masterlist || prev chap || next chap

pairing: korea local!yunho x new to city!reader [smau]

a/n: not much to say but I was originally going to put this all in part 15 but I was like nah that'd be too fast pace (svt ref, sorry im insane). as always not proofread hope you.. enjoy!

2nd person pov

"why haven't you picked up my calls or answered my texts?!" yunho says, a panicked tone in his voice. you didn't even realize all the texts you saw this morning were from him. "shit sorry-" you start to say. "no y/n please let me- im sorry I fucked you over and I ignored you and I made you feel like nothing. there's no excuses. what I did was fucked up and im sorry.. just please. don't leave." he says, tears running down his face. you'd never seen him like this before. he was usually so put together. or as put together as someone with a 5 day 9-5 could be.

"yunho.." you say, "I- even if I wanted to stay I can't I already-" as you start to speak you get a call from your boss. "uh sorry one sec" you say before picking up. "hello y/n? sorry this is so last minute but the Australia branch just called saying they have a candidate for the spot they needed you for. unless you really want to go back to Australia.. you could stay in Korea." you almost drop your phone. "Im so sorry could you give me 5 minutes?" you say before hanging up and looking at yunho.

"my boss just told me.. I could stay here." you say. you couldn't believe it. "but yunho.. us... if I stay what does that mean for us? as much as I love you.. I dont know how much longer I can wait" you say quietly. "well its a good thing waiting time is over" he says shortly after and you look up at him. "what?"

"y/n.. will you go out with me? for real this time. no trial run, or almost dating.. a real date" he says looking you right in the eye. "yunho.. i've been waiting for you to say that" you say as you jump into his arms. you go back to your landlord, he hands you your key back as if he knew you'd be coming back. you open your apartment door and stare at your once full apartment as yunho helped you bring your stuff in.

"shit wait.. chris" you say going to call him but there was a text from him. 'stay in korea' was all it said with a photo of him, Felix and your boss. you completely forgot Felix was friends with her. you call him just as fast as he sent the message. "Christopher.. what did you do?" you say "nothing" he says, faux innocence coming through as Felix giggles besides him. "maybe pulled some strings" he says with a shrug.

"chris.." you sigh. "y/n.." he says in the same tone. "guess who's in my room right now" you say as you glance at yunho sitting on your bed. "who?" he asks. "yunho" you say and yunho whips his head towards you and you giggle waving him off as he nods looking back at his phone. "isn't he the guy that screwed you over?" chris says skeptical. "he apologized its okay chris" you say. "ok.. but if he does anything I will hop on a plane and beat him up" chris huffs and you laugh. "yeah yeah sure" you say. "I'll visit soon okay? bye chris I love you" an 'I love you too' comes through before you hang up.

"you're gonna help me unpack right?" "yeah of course" "also give me your number whats wrong with you" you say hitting him lightly as he types it in your phone.

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