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royaler1999 · 5 days ago

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You Didn't Ask- final part

Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia, but I do own my OCs

Let me know any requests you have for this trope and I'll try my best to deliver! Thank you for reading

The Bakusquad were excited to officially meet Bakugou’s family. They still had so many questions and were eager to see what a normal day for the Bakugou family looked like. Kaminari never got up early, but he was eager that day. The Bakugous lived in a suite similar to the teachers’ with some differences.

Kaminari, Kirishima, Ashido, Jirou, Shinsou, and Sero met up at Bakugou’s room at seven o’clock and knocked. Deku walked up just as YN opened the door. She was holding Yui in her arms and dressed in shorts and a pink t-shirt with a skull on it. She had on a zip-up sweatshirt that draped over her frame. Ashido had a hunch that was Bakugou’s sweatshirt.

“Fairy, is that them?” Bakugou called out from Kohana’s room. Kohana was nowhere to be seen yet.

“Yeah. I can start passing out breakfast, right? Is it ready?” She called back, picking up the serving spoon.

Bakugou walked out of the room, Kohana in his arms, face tucked into his neck. “I got it, Mama.” He took the spoon from her and she sat down at the table. Yui began to pat the table and look up at her mama whenever she made a sound. Bakugou started walking in with plates. He gave YN hers first and then grabbed Deku to help. When all the plates had been handed out, Kohana sat on her papa’s lap and ate her food. Kirishima noticed they let Yui have some as well.

“Oh, Yui is old enough to start eating food?” He asked.

“Yeah, it makes her diapers so much worse though,” YN said, amused at how much Yui enjoyed her breakfast. “We give her some at each meal but not as much as Kohana. She’s still being breastfed for the most part.”

“What’s the plan for today, Kacchan?” Deku wondered. He knew Kacchan planned to go out, but he didn’t know the plans for the day.

“Well, we’ll eat, get the kids ready, brat’s still waking up, as you can see,” He jostled his leg a little to reference Kohana, who whined in protest to all the movement. “We were gonna go grocery shopping and then take the kids to a play place - I don’t know. You guys can come.”

“Did you cook downstairs and just bring the food up?” Sero asked, noticing their kitchen only had a microwave, sink, fridge, and countertop appliances.

YN nodded, “We don’t have an oven or stove so we have to share the kitchen. We did need a microwave and sink for baby bottles and a fridge for my milk. We have to share other things with everyone, like the bathroom. We only have a sink and toilet. We can give you guys a tour after breakfast.”

Of course, they took her up on her offer. They wouldn’t be able to tour any other teacher’s suites. They ate and were surprised at how good Bakugou’s food was. They hadn’t been able to eat a full meal from Bakugou during the summer camp. It was a class affair.

“Blasty, can you cook for us more often? None of us can cook.” Ashido pleaded. YN laughed and covered her mouth with her hand.

“I told you they would like to eat your food, Katsuki once they ate it. You’re probably the best cook here.” She joked.

“How do none of you know how to cook properly?” He exclaimed. “I had to learn how to cook.”

“You have two kids and a fiancee!” Kirishima laughed. “Isn’t it required for one of you to know how to cook?”

“I knew how to cook before I had kids, dumbass.” Bakugou snarled.

“Your pre-baby family situation was far from normal, Katsuki.” YN soothed. She brought him down to earth. He growled and roughly kissed Kohana’s hair as she sleepily ate.

They finally finished their food and YN brought the plates to the sink. She washed them as Katsuki got the kids situated. “Bunny, you wanna help Papa show them around?” He asked Kohana. She nodded, grabbing a couple of fingers since her hands were too small to catch his whole hand. He held Yui in his arms.

YN joined them as they walked through the hallway. “Well, obviously you saw the kitchen and the sitting room since they were right there when you walked in. We needed that for bottles and feeding Yui at night or when we don’t want to go into the bedroom yet.” They walked into the first room on the right.

“Whose room is this?” YN asked, knowing whose it was, but wanted Kohana to lead them around her room.

“Mine!” Kohana had finally perked up. She must not be a morning person. Bakugou did more of the talking as Kohana pitched in from time to time.

Kohana’s room was forest-themed, based on her mother’s quirk. Her bookshelf was shaped like a tree, and her crib looked like a tree. It was a simple but elaborately decorated toddler’s room.

“When Yui is older, we plan on having them share rooms, but since she’s not sleeping through the night yet, we have her in our room,” YN explained. They walked across the hallway.

“This is the half-bath. We have to do communal showers and baths, so Kohana will do bathtime with us. We can still wash Yui in the sink, but they have baths that aren’t as hot for the kids here, which is nice.” The bathroom was simple, with a sink and a toilet. There was a toddler toilet as well.

“We’re not potty-training yet.” Bakugou snapped out before anyone could ask. Kaminari snorted. They went to the final room in the suite, where Bakugou and YN slept. It was a simple room, not as decorated as Kohana’s was. It had a queen bed, a walk-in closet, a television, a vanity, and a half bath.

“We have to do laundry with everyone since we don’t have a washer or dryer,” YN explained. “You can sit in the sitting room, we still need to get dressed.” Their friends returned to the sitting room and noticed a gaming console, so they played some games.

Katsuki and YN went into Kohana’s room. Her room contained her and Yui’s clothes, so YN and Katsuki chose their outfits for the day. Kohana wore a red dress, her curls defined and in a ponytail with a bow. She had been put in pink ballet flats. Yui wore an orange onesie that said, “My daddy is a hero in training” and bellbottom pants. She had a small orange bow for her hair.

Katsuki got dressed while YN stayed with the girls. He put on his iconic skull shirt with some ripped jeans. He wore some black shoes and put earrings on his ears. He switched with YN who went to get dressed. She brushed her hair and put on a little makeup. She put on a baggy T-shirt and a miniskirt. She finished her look off with some boots. They reunited with their friends and packed a baby bag. Once they were ready to go, they left the dorm.

Meanwhile, Ashido, Jirou, YN, and Kaminari were chatting. Bakugou held Kohana’s hand, a baby bag on his back, and Deku was carrying Yui.

“So, where did you come up with the names Kohana and Yui, YN-chan?” Ashido wondered, watching Blasty with his kid.

“Kohana means little flower. Katsuki wanted to name her after me and he sometimes calls me Flower cause of my quirk.” YN explained. Ashido beamed at the cuteness of it.

“Who knew Blasty was so sentimental and cute?” Jirou expressed, smirking over at Bakugou who flipped her off.

“What about Yui?” Kaminari reminded.

“Yui means supreme garment. I picked that one because Katsuki means victory and his parents are fashion designers. It made me feel like the Bakugou family was a part of her name.”

“That’s sweet that you did even though Bakugou’s parents kicked him out.” Shinsou dragged his feet, looking into the distance.

“Katsuki had that as a concern too. I told him that I still felt like it was a part of him, and Yui is a part of us. It just felt right.” YN replied softly. They walked in silence as they watched Kohana run ahead and return to Katsuki as they walked on the sidewalk. When they finally arrived at the mall, her papa picked her up. They shopped at several stores, went to a play place, and stopped at the food court. At that point, Kohana wanted to sit with Ashido and Kirishima. She compared her dress and shoes to their iconic colors and giggled a lot. YN had to go to a breastfeeding pod to feed Yui. When they decided to head to the grocery store, Kirishima held Kohana.

Naptime was soon so the grocery trip was a quick one. Kohana helped to pick out hot sauce for her spice tolerance was just as strong as her papa’s. They picked up vegetables, diapers, wipes, meat, and tofu before deciding it was time to walk back to the dorm. At this point, both babies were sleepy and wanted to be held. The squad helped unload the bags in their respective places while YN and Bakugou put Kohana and Yui to sleep. Bakugou came down and hung out with them in the common room while YN stayed in the room upstairs. The squad offered to relocate upstairs so she could be with them, but Bakugou reassured that she was taking a nap as well with Yui, so they didn’t push it.

Bakugou felt like introducing his family to his band of idiots was a success. His fiancee felt cared for and accepted among most of his peers. He didn’t know what was wrong with Round Face, but like his fiancee said, it’s not like they cared what she thought. His goal was to be better than All Might as the Number One and he would do it while taking care of his little family.

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julyarchives · 4 years ago

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Tendae (텐데) || (M) Teach Me pt.4

You realized that Wooseok is the one person that can bring you comfort whenever you two are together, and the holiday spent alone with him only intensified the tingly feeling inside that scares you so much.

→ Pairing: Wooseok x Reader

→ Genre: Smut

→ Words: 4.5K

→ Contains: Smut; Friends To Lovers; Virgin!Wooseok; fingering; there is a small anxiety attack at the beginning; lots of touches; conflicted feelings

→ A/n: So, this chapter incorporates 2 requests that have been recently sent to us, thank you so much to the people who've done it, it was really nice to imagine Wooseok in these situations and turns out we are a sucker for him (can you blame us tho?). Anyway, we hope you guys like it! (Also, yes, the title is inspired by Bobby's song, because that has GOT to be their theme song, it's perfect)

→ Index: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

You tried to sleep, really. You put on some calming music and the tv was on to keep the room dim light but it was no use. Tossing and turning in bed was something that became a habit after you had to deal with your life choices. You got yourself in a really tiring situation, between babysitting your best friends and dealing with two simultaneous educational courses, you barely had time alone to just relax. To make it worse, the rain started to pour heavily outside and you sighed, it was only a matter of time for the nightmare to begin. Sometimes even you forgot how scared you were of thunder and storms, they didn't occur often and when it rained, it was light but you just knew that an anxiety attack was on the way when the first loud thunder resonated. Covering your head with the blanket, you sank into the mattress and wished for it to go away. There was only so much you could deal with by sighing and wishing for the best. The noises got louder and the light music was no longer catching your ears, tears now threatening to fall and your fear only growing bigger. It seemed like a couple of minutes went by you figured, even though it felt like hours to you and there was no sign of the storm stopping. A somehow even louder bang caught your attention and you jumped, how the hell did it thunder inside your room?

"Y/N?", a desperate whisper was heard by the door and you cautiously peeked from under the covers. Wooseok was standing by the door with a pillow under his arm and his hand holding his chest as if to catch his breath. "I was asleep, the thunder woke me up. Sorry it took me so long to come", he said, still whispering, maybe to not scare you even more.

You nodded without being able to speak, you just knew the tears would fall if you tried. Wooseok closed the door behind him and even jumped lightly when another thunder filled the room. That spurred him on, quickly moving to gently pry the blanket from your head and you scooted over, making room for him, only to have him settle quickly with his own pillow and pull the covers back up, covering both of your heads. He smiled sweetly at you and opened his arms in invitation, one which you gladly accepted. The moment your head was against his chest you cried, feeling protected like this after the overwhelmed fear you felt so strongly was too much and you felt Wooseok hugging you stronger. Your small sobs were barely audible because of the thunder but you knew he felt how your body moved as you cried and you were thankful he just hugged you in silence. You heard him hum to some tune and you wondered if he could hear the music you had put to sleep.

"Y/N?", Wooseok called you and you moved your head back to look at his face, "are you still crying?", as he asked it, you let out a sniff, making you both chuckle.

"Does that answer you?", your voice wasn't sounding normal and even then you knew it was okay because he understood it.

"I remember when I didn't get much screen time at a tv show and you found me crying in my room…".

You remembered that. It was at the beginning of the friendship, he was reserved and shy but when they guys showed up looking awkward and Wooseok just walked past everyone, you had to follow him. He was under the covers and you heard the small whimpers of crying and you didn't think twice, your instinct told you to slip into the mattress with him, you laid down to watch a wide-eyed Wooseok who was sniffing and trying to control his crying. You understood how he must have felt, not good enough because the editing and the hosts ignored him almost completely. You needed to show him he was so much more than that but he was too reserved for you to know what to do, so you just held him and he quickly hid his face in your neck and cried until he fell asleep. Since that you always shared a bed and got so much closer.

"I remember that too", you said, your crying slowing down. "I'm glad you let me stay that day". He sighed, holding you closer.

"I'm glad too". He shyly kissed the top of your head and went back to humming a song. Paying attention to the vibration of his chest and his warmth, you soon fell asleep even as it still poured outside.

Waking up was the hardest part since it was a while that you slept so well. Moving a bit you noticed that the blanket was no longer covering your head but Wooseok was still next to you, hand-holding close by the waist. He was soundly asleep and you sighed, torn between wanting to stay with him and needing to start your day. The struggle didn't last long as you needed to go to the bathroom, so you wiggled a bit so he could let go of you but you ended up being pulled closer against him, his hand possessive around you. He groaned in his sleep, displeased that you were moving and you chuckled silently, now taking his hand in yours to move it away from you. For a second you let your fingers intertwine and you smiled, a warmth you knew all too well invading your chest but as always, you decided to ignore it and move away.

The house was abnormally quiet and you did your morning hygiene quickly and surprisingly in peace. After choosing a comfortable slip-on dress, you got into the kitchen which was also weirdly empty. Usually, at least one person was rummaging around for snacks and you made sure to look around to search for any of the boys. As you made your favorite breakfast food and drink, you noticed the fridge covered in small notes in all different colors and shapes, each of them from one of the boys letting you and Wooseok know that they'd be out. Some would be traveling since it was a holiday, others would be visiting their families and you frowned, you didn't even know it was a holiday, studies were taking up most of your time and all you knew was your deadlines. Opening the group chat for the house, that featured all the boys, you typed a quick text wishing them a good holiday break and resumed eating.

After finishing, you slightly debated if you should go to your own home to study but with a sigh and a shy amused smile, you got up and went to the empty room they reserved for you so you grab your notebook. The boys going to the army was something not very pleasant but at least you got a bed and a room to yourself, lucky two of them went almost together.

You got inside quietly and tiptoed around the bed so as to not wake up the giant asleep on the bed, his feet almost completely out of it. Your backpack was at reach and you took it with you as silent as you could. With your back turned to the bed, you made sure to look twice to see if you forgot anything.

"Tell me you made breakfast", a raspy sleepy voice resonated behind you. You jumped and your backpack almost flew away from your hands.

"Don't do that, Wooseok! Warn me before talking!", he laughed at that, arm resting on his face.

"Sure, I'll squeak before talking so you don't get scared", he was fully laughing and you watched him fondly.

"Shut up", you slightly pouted and he sat upon the bed, moving so you could almost stand between his knees. "There is breakfast but I should eat it myself for that".

"I just woke up, Y/N. Give me a break", he smiled and gosh, wasn't he charming, hair all messy, voice deep from sleep, made you remember all the times you two shared touches, your cheeks feeling warm.

As if sensing where your mind was going, Wooseok slowly moved his arms and placed his hands on your waist, barely touching it. Your first answer was to drop the backpack and place your hands on his shoulders, moving closer. When he stretched his upper body, your body knew what to do before you even registered the action. You moved lower and your foreheads touched, such an intimate touch and yet so innocent. Both of you whispered good morning shyly and like waking up from a dream you almost flinched away, grabbing your things from the floor and clearing your throat.

"There's food ready. I'm gonna study, alright?", he nodded a bit stunned by your sudden change. "Everyone is away and it's just the two of us today", and with that, you walked away.

The morning went by without a single problem, you focused on your studies while Wooseok watched something with headphones or just played on his phone. Your only breaks were bathroom breaks and you were almost certain that you wouldn't even drink water if Wooseok didn't leave a bottle there every half hour.

Lunchtime came and you got up your chair to stretch and rummage through your phone, sitting next to Wooseok. Part of you noticed how there was a full empty large couch and two chairs available but you still sat on the two-seat couch thigh to thigh with him. You shook your head physically to get rid of these thoughts and quickly opened the food delivery app, nudging Wooseok to check it with you.

It wasn't a hard task to decide on lunch since you two knew what you liked and soon enough the food arrived. The small chit-chat was alien even to you and part of you knew that it was because you fled his embrace earlier. That scared you because even though you started whatever you two have it shouldn't be affecting you this much. Of course, he was your best friend and you knew everything about each other, and yeah, knowing a girl at work was coming onto Wooseok was bothering you and staying alone with him like this made you nervous like never before but hey, if you ran away it'd go away sometime, right?

After eating, Wooseok took care of the dishes and you laid on the big couch, closing your eyes for a moment to at least pretend everything was normal. After a few minutes of you being completely still, you felt a presence in the room and then the external lights went missing and the dark of your closed eyes got even darker. You opened one eye and fought back a smile to see Wooseok standing and looming over you curiously.

"What", you breathed out.

"Checking if you didn't die", he seemed serious and that made you crack, sitting up while laughing hard after he stepped back and he sat next to you, his arm going to your shoulder like it was natural. Did you two always do stuff like that? You weren't even sure but you let yourself enjoy the moment for a bit before going back to reality. "Seriously, you looked dead".

"That was my soul you were seeing", you smiled at his horrified face and you held it with both hands. "I'm joking, silly. I'm just too tired". Without thinking straight, the impulse to feel the moment was too strong and you left a peck on his mouth, quick and yet it made a small sound. "Gonna go study", you rushed over your words, getting up like a lightning bolt and running to the table. If you looked back, you could see a blush spreading on his face, him watching you, face torn between amusement and shock.

It wasn't before three hours went by that Wooseok showed up at the table you were studying on and threw a bag of chips on it.

"Not hungry", you mumbled, a very important part of the analysis you were writing was being refined and you were so close to finishing it that you barely looked up.

The sound of the chair next to you being pulled didn't bother you, neither did the sound of a bag being open. Somehow not even Wooseok sloppily placing a chip on your mouth didn't bother you either. What did bother you was his face showing up between you and the computer screen.

"Move!", you said rather loudly. He didn't answer and moved, thankfully. Some minutes went by and the chips kept coming for which you were thankful.

As you finished writing and started proofreading what you wrote, you felt the ghost of a hand touching your thigh. You frowned and looked at him, who was casually scrolling on his phone with the hand that was away from you, even though you noticed his cheeks being red. You took a deep breath and resumed reading, only to have your thigh gently squeezed by him.

"What are you doing?", you said through your teeth. Since when does he have the nerve to touch you like that?

"I'm checking my phone", he showed you his phone, looking at you as if you were crazy and his actions were obvious.

"Wooseok, I'm busy right now".

"Oh, I know, Y/N". The hand squeezed harder and you shuddered. Shit.

You decided to see how far he could take this and honestly how far could you rest it, so you just ignored it once again. Your mind was on the verge of shutting down but you were almost finishing so you pushed forward. All the time you read, his hand went further on your thigh, reaching your pelvis but not really touching you. It was driving you mad and the way he pretended he did nothing was somehow attractive.

When you finished reading and started closing the software, his hand got braver and touched you through your panties, rubbing lightly, long fingers teasing the extension of it. The tension of his hand on you this whole time was taking all your attention and you bit your lip to not smile as you closed everything. Truth is, there was no way you could focus on anything other than Wooseok with his hand on you like that and you knew how shy he was, so you read your work as sloppy as you could, not paying attention at all, just to make him stay a bit longer.

Your back fell on the chair and you groaned, his finger insistently massaging your clit through the panties. You looked at him then, his phone forgotten on the table, his other hand gripping his pants' leg enough to turn the knuckles white. His eyes were trained on you, his mouth slightly parted and breathing irregular. He looked as affected as you were and you were the one being touched, you reached to his nape and caressed the hair gently, hoping to get to him how grateful you were for him.

The action spurred him on, his hand moving to touch you inside the panties and that got you surprised. You'd be lying if you didn't think he never looked hotter than now, the hand caressing his locks now gripping it. He groaned when he felt how wet you already were for him and moved his hand harder on your clit, getting small whimpers from you. Your hips moved on their own accord, his other hand now touching himself above the pants and you noticed.

You snapped when he flicked your clit perfectly as he gripped his member and hissed, the stimulation being too much for you. Moving fast, you got his hand away from you and straddled Wooseok fast enough to surprise him. Luckily he caught on quickly and held you, hands firm on your ass. You kissed him with fervor, hands making a mess of his hair and it almost seemed like no matter how close you were it wasn't close enough.

You moved your hips almost too desperately and he matched your rhythm, giving as good as he got and you moaned, the whole thing too hot. All the times you two had together flashed through your mind and it only spurred you further, lust overpowering anything else.

"Y/N", he whimpered as you moved just right on top of him, his hips stuttering. "We can't do this here", he panted out.

You stopped and looked at him. His eyes were dark and he was out of breath, his hands never once relenting his grip on you, his hair was a mess and his lips were red and plump from kissing. The pang on your heart almost made you back out, get up and leave but his face was watching adoringly, also lust-driven, and he started leaving small kisses on your neck. You knew you lost the fight.

"Since when you know how to be so bold?", you chuckled and he followed, the humming feeling good on your skin.

"You taught me", was his simple answer, kissing your mouth gently. "We can go to my room if you want or we can go where you're sleeping".

"Your room. It'd be too weird to do this in Jinho's and Hui's room, right?", you smiled and he answered in kind, helping you get up at once and holding your hand during the walk upstairs.

You were very nervous out of a sudden and you didn't even know why. It wasn't your first time with anyone and you knew what you were doing. You taught him after all. But when you felt his hand slightly shake when you reached the room it finally dawned on you. If things went where you felt they would, it would be the first time with him. It would be his first time when it came to actual sex.

Wooseok opened the door and waited for you to enter so he could close and lock it behind you. Even though you were alone in the house, you knew it was better to be safe than sorry here. As you expected, he was nervous and stood there looking at you with his hands on his sides. You smiled fondly, your heart taking leaps on your chest and you touched his face gently.

"It's okay. It's just me". He smiled, kissing you slowly, savoring the moment just like you were. "We don't need to do anything else, reall-"

"I want it", he cut you off eagerly. Then he laughed shyly and gave you a peck. "If you want to, that is".

"Of course I do", you felt a sudden calm wash over you, and that made sense. Not knowing where stood and now having sure he wanted this as much as you made you feel better.

You took a step back and took your dress off, leaving you in your undergarments. He did the same seconds later, standing there in his underwear. Holding his hand, you took you both to his bed and since it was a tight fit, you laid him down and sat on top of him, gently laying down to kiss him and moved with it. That seemed to ease him into it again, this was something you did before and he excitedly followed, rubbing his hard member on your clothed core.

The moans coming out of your mouth were needier than you intended but your body needed him badly and you knew he was the same. You didn't waste time getting up and losing the rest of your clothes, staying naked in front of him. You fought your own shyness back as he stood again and took off his underwear. Wooseok stared at you for a second and then smiled, kissing you tenderly and laying back on the bed. You followed and laid next to him, touching him just like the first time, him nervously watching you only this time was during broad daylight and he was more confident, his own hands traveling across your body, feeling your breasts, your stomach, your arms, everywhere he could reach.

"Do you have any condom?", you whispered.

"Yeah, top drawer". Honestly, you didn't know what answer you expected but you raised your eyebrow at him as you got up to get it.

"Can I ask?", you said coming back.

"One of the guys gave it to me when a girl at work invited me out", Wooseok answered shyly, barely looking at you.

You scoffed and straddled him, letting his cock fit on your slick slit and you moved lightly.

"Too bad you'll be using it with me, isn't it?", you said with more intensity than you expected. "I heard about this girl before", you kissed his neck teasingly, he could stare at you and hold onto your waist. "What was she thinking? That she could take you away from me?", jealousy waking over, and even you were surprised. The first time you heard about the girl you got mad but apparently it was bottled up so nicely inside you that you only noticed now.

"N-no", he stuttered as you bit his neck, hips never stopping its movement. "I kept it because I wanted to use it with you". You stopped. Did he want to do this with you? Wooseok was hoping to get you alone and go all the way with you. It was different hearing it directly from him and you were stunned. He saw it and smiled, it was his turn to kiss you, his upper body more sat up than laying down. His hand caressed your cheek and he looked deeply into your eyes. "I want you".

You could have sworn time froze and your heart stopped. He was staring so intently at you that you felt frozen, only remembering to answer when he changed from intense to doubtful and you were quick to kiss him and hoped that the kiss would tell him everything you couldn't. After you came up for air, you quickly sat next to him and put the condom on for him, which he watched attentively.

"I want you on top of me", you said in a small voice. After all you said, somehow you felt pliant, needing his proximity to deal with it.

Wooseok obliged and you quickly adjusted on his bed, his frame towering over you. Your hands were on his face, thumbs caressing it gently while he supported himself in one hand and aligned himself with the other. You nodded when he faltered, waiting for your approval. As he entered you, two things were registered by your lust hazed brain. The first one was how deliciously he stretched you, you enjoyed his dick before but now you just knew you were doomed. The second one was how lost in pleasure he already looked when he got inside inch by inch. He was dragging the movement to get inside, going slowly and you didn't think it was for you. His mouth was open and a long groan escaped him.

He looked at you a bit desperate, needing to move as quickly as you'd let him and you almost chuckled. You settled for a smile and moved your hips up, indicating he could move. He started slow, going almost completely out before thrusting inside hard. His pace was driving you mad, hands now roaming on his back while his face was buried on your chest, kissing and licking his way all over it.

You endured it as much as you could because it was so good and he seemed so lost in pleasure but it got unbearable and with a hushed "please go faster" you pleaded. Usually, you were vocal during sex but somehow you were so lost in pleasure and in feeling his body all over yours, his cock moving so perfectly inside that you seemed lost for words. Wooseok quickly changed his pace with a grunt and his noises started to come out. Your mouth was open while you tried to keep your eyes open as well but failed many times. You could see he was trying the same but more often than not he got lost in your chest or closed his eyes in pleasure.

You knew neither of you would be able to last longer and it felt like heaven to feel him getting closer to his orgasm with you, his body moving fast and him gripping the sheets while he supported himself on his upper arms. You were sure his back had a few scratches because it was just too good to know you were marking him, his noises while you did that didn't help at all. Wooseok didn't need to say anything to you. Neither you did to him, you were in sync even then and he gave you space to touch your clit, which you gladly did. He tried to warn you but he couldn't, he came with a shout mid-sentence, body trembling as much as yours. Your orgasm followed his, watching him being too much to handle and the overstimulation was perfect.

You two kept moving even after, riding off both of your highs, and all the while you stared at each other's eyes. His stare was so full of feeling that you felt breathless a bit, you closed your eyes, relying on your orgasm to blame if he asked, even if you knew he wouldn't. He awkwardly laid next to you because he could barely fit and you laughed, moving to the side so he could fit. Wordlessly he took the condom out and tied it, placing it next to the bed and you made a mental note to not forget that there.

Laying facing each other you didn't know what to say so you giggled, amused, nervous, and happy at the same time and so did he, possibly for the same reasons. Wooseok moved so you could lay on his chest and so you did, even though you wiggle up in the bed to lay your head on top of the pillow, body seeking support on his. You kept staring at each other until he moved to give you a peck and a small nudge nose to nose. Butterflies invaded your stomach and you felt yourself holding on for dear life inside.

"Do you feel as fucked as I am?", Wooseok said.

"What sense of the word are we talking here, Wooseokie?", you laughed with him.

"You know what I'm talking about. You know, the stares and stuff", his way with words made you smile. You were thankful you didn't feel it alone.

"Yeah, then I feel as fucked as you are…", you kissed him and caressed his hair again, earning a noise almost like a purr.

"Hm. What do we do?", he asked while caressing your hair as well.

"I don't know. Decide what's for dinner?".

"Easy. Pizza", he answered naturally and you snuggled closer.

"Then what we do is call the pizza place". You said quickly and he agreed with a hum. "But now we nap".

"Nap first, pizza later", he said almost asleep and honestly you were the same, the atmosphere too cozy and nice to not succumb to sleep. Maybe you were fucked but at least you were with your adorable dork.

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smileyoongle · 6 years ago

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Mafia BTS! One Step Closer

This was requested by @kpopgirlbtssvt

This is honestly my favourite imagine. Read my other mafia imagines on my blog, I'll try updating the master list soon. I hope y'all like this one!

Let's get it!

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Kim Seokjin:

After a month of living, or more like being forced to live with The Kim Seokjin, you figured that he wasn't so bad. He might have come off as intimidating at first but he honestly took great care of you and you couldn't help but like his company. When you were brought to his house, you were terrified. And Jin knew that too, maybe that's why he kept his distance. But eventually, you wanted him around you because it was maddening to be cut off from the entire world.

It was a long day of meetings and negotiations for Jin. He held his coat with one hand and dragged it behind him, climbing the steps to his house and telling the bodyguards that they could leave for the day. The thought of seeing you made him happy, only if it actually made you happy too. He unlocked the door and stepped inside his humble abode, sighing as he leaned against a wall. The smell of food filled his nostrils, making him frown. Hadn't the cook already left? He glanced at his watch, raising his eyebrows at the hour hand which pointed at 11. Walking towards the kitchen, he dropped his coat on the couch, wondering why you weren't sitting on it and watching TV like every day.

You carefully held the tray of food in your hand and made your way to the dining table. You had decided to make dinner for Jin and yourself. Blame it on the growing feeling of warmth every time you saw him but there was no turning back now. You let out a soft gasp and almost dropped the tray until Jin's hand rested beneath yours, steadying your stance. "You scared me." You mumbled and pushed him aside, continuing on your way to set the table. Jin's jaw went slack when he saw what you had done. Until a couple of weeks ago, you weren't even ready to be in the same room as him and now here you were, making him dinner. Jin bit his lip to suppress a smile, he felt nothing but profound admiration for you since he saw you and it only kept increasing.

"Are you just gonna stand there or will you join me? Perhaps, you can tell me if my food is better than yours?" You said, smiling slightly. Jin cleared his throat and nodded, taking a seat beside you on the table. You served his food despite his protests and waited eagerly for his reaction. He took a bite of the tempting meal and let out a moan. You chuckled, making him widen his eyes at the sound of your voice. He was definitely in love with how beautiful you sounded when you laughed. "I guess it's that good, huh?" You asked, placing your chin on the palm of your hand. Unable to say anything, Jin nodded. Of course, it was good, anything you did was good. You both finished eating in silence. When Jin stood up to clean up, you shook your head. "There's a hot bath waiting for you." You said and took the plates to the kitchen. Now it was getting too much for Jin. He really wanted to ask you what was going on and so he did. Just as you placed the plates in the sink, you felt hands on your waist before being turned to face Jin. You placed your hands on his chest to maintain the little distance that remained. "What is this, Y/N? Should I get my hopes up about our relationship or are you going to go back to being cold from tomorrow?" He asked, staring you down. You blushed and closed your eyes. How could he expect you to talk when he was standing so close to you? Gathering all the courage that you had, you opened your eyes and stood up straight. "Although you brought me here without my consent, you showed me that whatever people say about you isn't completely true. And clearly, you care about me so I'd be an idiot to not consider the chance of us being..... something." You said, fiddling with the buttons of his blue shirt. Your heart was pounding. This was basically your confession about how much you liked him. Suddenly, you felt him kiss your forehead and your eyes widened. He pulled back to find you staring at him with eyes still wide and lips parted. He chuckled before closing your mouth by pushing your chin up with his finger.

"I promise to give you the best of me."

Kim Namjoon:

Namjoon had been stressed since the very day he brought you home. You thought it was because of you but later on, you realized that this is what his life was. You wanted to find your own place to stay but Namjoon didn't let you. He said you weren't safe out there yet and he wasn't gonna let you risk your life. Completely oblivious to the fact that Namjoon liked you, you continued staying with him in his big house.

You sat up in your bed with a gasp, sweat trickling down your forehead. A nightmare had woken you up, a nightmare of the reality that you had escaped not too long ago. Your father's figure beating you and tying you down was vivid. It felt almost real. You took in deep breaths and closed your eyes to calm yourself down. With trembling hands, you reached out to the glass of water on the nightstand only to send it crashing down. You cursed under your breath when you heard the shattering of the glass. After listening to the sound of hurried footsteps, the door of your bedroom opened to reveal a panicking Namjoon, looking around the room for any signs of trouble. "Are you okay?" He asked, stepping inside. You switched on the bedside lamp and tried to get off the bed, completely forgetting about the broken shards. "I'm fi-ahh!" You let out a cry of pain, sitting back on the bed. Namjoon rushed to your side, seeing the shattered pieces of glass and your bleeding foot, he shook his head. Without a word, he lifted you up bridal style and took you to the bathroom. He set you on the black countertop and took out a first aid kit from the cabinet. "What happened?" He enquired while tending to the cuts. You stared at him intently. Why did you have to meet someone so handsome but so dangerous? "I had a nightmare. Sorry for waking you up." You apologized, hissing occasionally whenever the antiseptic made contact with your skin. He shook his head and grabbed a bandage to wrap up your foot. "You didn't wake me up, Y/N. You worried me." He said, not looking up to meet your eyes.

You blushed, your heartbeat becoming more audible to you. You liked him, didn't you? You snapped out of your thoughts when you saw him place the first aid box back in its place. You stepped down the counter and tried to walk, limping till your bed. Namjoon had no intentions of letting you go wherever you wanted to. You were completely different from the life that he had and he needed you. He just didn't want to scare you. Yes, he was being selfish for keeping you with him for his own mental stability but he knew he was the only one for you. At least he wanted to be. Cleaning up the broken glass, he switched off the lamp by your bed and turned to leave. His breath hitched when you held his hand. "Can you sleep here? Just for tonight?" You asked in a small voice, afraid that he was gonna reject you. He gently removed his hand from your hold making you sigh. Just like you thought. You raised your head when you heard the door to your bedroom close, eyes widening when you saw Namjoon move to the other side of the bed. He got in next to you, pulling the blanket up to cover you both. You quickly laid your head on his chest, not even realising what you were doing. But when it hit you, you mumbled a sorry and tried to move away, only to have him hold you tighter. Namjoon was scared that you'd be able to hear how bad his heart was pounding but he loved how you felt in his arms. Maybe you felt the same way? This thought made him ecstatic. "You know you're safe with me, right?" He asked, wanting to hear your voice. The light from the numerous skyscrapers illuminated the room, leaving shadows on the walls. "I do." You whispered, feeling content with your life. Yes, you had a rough life until now but it doesn't always have to be that way. Maybe Namjoon was the key to your happiness like you were for him. Maybe this was the start of something beautiful. After realising that you had fallen asleep, Namjoon carefully kissed your forehead, not wanting you to wake up. But you were awake and you heard the words that he muttered to you, the words that confirmed your feelings for him.

"I don't know what but something about you makes me feel a little more alive and a little less lost."

Min Yoongi:

The hotel suite was quiet apart from the sounds of the television and the occasional howling of the wind outside. You stood near the huge glass separating you from the balcony which looked down at the entire New York city. Sighing, you went to the closet to change into something comfy. After about 20 minutes, you came to the conclusion that there was nothing in your closet which was as comfortable as Yoongi's shirt. You had worn it before when he wasn't home and quickly discarded it when he returned so what was stopping you this time? Changing into his white shirt, you went back and opened the door to the balcony.

In the three months that you were forced to stay with him, this was the first time you missed Yoongi's presence. You noticed that lately whenever you saw him, your hands would become clammy and your heart would race as if it were in a marathon. And the fact that he always took care of you wasn't helping. Sure, he kidnapped you as leverage against someone but he didn't hurt you at all. You watched as the rain started pouring and the sky turned darker. You closed your eyes and embraced the little droplets that touched your face. Not being able to contain your excitement, you ran out to the balcony and twirled around, letting the rain wash away your thoughts.

Yoongi entered the suite after meeting up with his members. You thought he brought you to New York because of some business he had to take care of, at least that's what he told you. But he had lied. He brought you here because he knew how much you wanted to travel around the world. This was just the beginning. He discarded his suit jacket and folded his sleeves, looking around for you. He longed for you in ways you didn't know. He used to think it was just a little attraction but later realised that he was whipped for you. Yoongi's heart skipped a beat when he saw you standing in the rain, wearing his shirt. But that wasn't the problem, the problem was that the shirt was now wet and it didn't do a very good job at hiding what was underneath. Yoongi blushed and clenched his jaw, trying to control himself. He slowly walked over to the entrance of the balcony, calling you inside. "Y/N, you're gonna get sick. Come inside now!" He said, loudly for you to hear him. You turned your head to see the man invading your thoughts. You bit your lip, realising that you were basically standing naked in front of him. Slowly, you went to where he stood, water running down your body. He stuck his hand out for you to take, not wanting you to slip on the marble. You took in a deep breath, it was now or never. Taking his hand, you tugged at it, catching him off guard. Yoongi moved closer to you, under the rain, confused by your actions. The rain drenched him but that was the least of his worries. His mind was running with thousands of things he wanted to do. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled his body against yours.

"Y/N, stop me before I do something you won't like." He mumbled, leaning his forehead against yours. Your breathing was heavy and so was his. You slowly pressed your lips against his. He was taken aback initially but soon moved his lips against yours. He dug his fingers into your hips and deepened the kiss. Eventually, you both pulled away, gasping for air in the rain. He had kissed you before but you had pushed him away. He was absolutely surprised but happy at the same time to have you kiss him. "Let's go inside before you catch a cold, yes?" He said, cupping your cheeks. You nodded shyly as he held your hand and took you inside. Embarrassed by what you had done, you started towards the bathroom without a word only to be stopped by Yoongi's hand gripping your wrist.

"That meant everything to me. I hope you know that."

Jung Hoseok:

You yawned while staring out at the moon, the dashboard clock contributing to illuminating the dark interior of the car. You glanced at the time, groaning on seeing the numbers. 2:03 AM. You turned your head to the driver's seat where Hoseok was supposed to be sitting. But he wasn't. Instead, he was inside that gloomy and creepy building, having an emergency meeting at this hour. You just wanted to sleep at home but he wasn't ready for someone to break in and take you away in his absence. You hated it. You hated that he was so protective of you. You hated that he had kept you with him against your will. And most importantly, you hated that you didn't hate him anymore. You shivered due to the excessive cold in the car, the air conditioner obviously doing its work. After hesitating for a bit, you turned off the AC and grabbed hoseok's jacket which hung at the back of his seat. Putting it on, you examined yourself in the small mirror, coming to the conclusion that you looked better in it.

You were almost dozing off when the door to the driver's side of the car opened, revealing a very tired and frustrated Hoseok. The meeting hadn't gone the way Hoseok wanted. He felt like he could blow someone's brains out but he tried to keep his calm when he remembered that you were here with him. He sat in his seat and glanced at you, sharply inhaling when he saw you in his jacket, snuggled into the seat with your eyes closed. He cleared his throat and turned to close the door when you opened your eyes to look at him. "I'm so sorry, Y/N. It took longer than I thought. I completely regret waking you up to bring you with me." He apologized before sighing and leaning his head on the steering wheel. You frowned at how upset he looked, concern spreading across your face. "It didn't go well, did it?" You asked in a soft voice. Hoseok felt his heart swell at hearing your calming voice. He had completely forgotten how much he loved to listen to you talk. Sometimes he'd purposely annoy you just to hear your outbursts. He shook his head, gripping the steering wheel tighter to prevent himself from throwing his arms around you. He lifted his head to look at you, eyes falling to his jacket. He mentally declared that you looked better in his clothes. Maybe, someday he'd get to see you in his clothes on a regular basis. "It was cold and I was underdressed." You explained, seeing him looking at his jacket. You glanced at your silk shorts. Definitely underdressed. Hoseok gave you a curt nod and turned around to start the car, only to be stopped by your hand on his shoulder. He turned his head to you, seeing the small smile on your face. "Whatever happened in there, I'm sure you'll figure it out." You said, praying for your words to turn out true. Not being able to control anymore, Hoseok wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close to him. You gasped at the sudden gesture. Why weren't you pushing him away? Because strangely, you felt good being in his arms. Without a thought, you lifted your hand and hugged him back. Hoseok's eyes widened when you responded. He was expecting you to push him away and then slap him. He tightened his hold and buried his face in your neck. You closed your eyes and stayed like that for a minute before pulling away. Hoseok muttered a quick apology and you replied with a small 'it's okay', turning away from him to hide your blushing cheeks.

The soft purr of the engine comforted you throughout the ride as you leaned on the window, feeling your eyes getting heavier. Maybe it won't be so bad to fall for him. Hoseok kept stealing glances at you while driving simultaneously. He saw your eyes drooping, knowing you were gonna fall asleep any minute now. Just as your head tilted down, he stretched out his arm, making sure your head rested comfortably on it. Even though it was gonna hurt, for you he was ready to endure it. He knew that soon you'd want him just as much as he wanted you, he couldn't wait for that day. Smiling at your sleeping figure, he shook his head before mumbling to himself.

"Nothing in this world can intoxicate me as much as you do. And I love it."

Park Jimin:

You descended the smooth stairs, trying to ignore the hangover headache and focusing on the bigger problem that you were soon gonna face. The problem being none other than Park Jimin. It had been a week since the night when you told him that you wanted nothing to do with him and it was better if you two stopped seeing each other. Of course, you were surprised when he simply nodded and assured you that you won't ever see him again but it was hard to forget the hurtful look that he carried with him. The man who was supposedly ruthless, let you go because you wanted him to? Well, that was new. Since that night, you had spent every second reminiscing on how happy you felt when he was around, despite having witnessed him killing someone in cold blood. You were just scared, although you knew he wouldn't hurt you. The decision was taken in the spur of the moment and you wanted nothing more than to hug him and kiss him while apologizing. But you figured that he would think of you as a gold-digger, wanting him and leaving him as and when you saw fit. So you cried your heart out and ended up in a bar to try and forget about him. As if things couldn't get worse, Jimin was there and he saw you drinking non-stop. It angered him to see you getting wasted in a place like this. So when you were stumbling on your way outside the bar, he carefully took you to his home instead. Anything to be close to you. Jimin was in despair, he thought you were happy with him, he made sure of that. But obviously, he should have known better than to take you with him to the warehouse where he handled all his problems. He didn't want to kill someone in front of you but that stupid man was making inappropriate comments, all directed to you. And so that night ended with you telling him to leave you alone. He couldn't imagine you getting hurt by a rival or a power-hungry newbie, hence, the decision of giving you what you wanted.

You bit your lip on seeing Jimin sitting on the couch, a number of papers scattered in front of him and his back facing you. Your heart was pounding in your chest as you thought of what to say. But Jimin beat you to it. "You're awake. Good, I hope you took the pills I left by the nightstand. Someone will be taking you home in some time so be ready." He said, not even turning to look at you. Jimin was trying so hard not to give away how bothered he was by your presence. He was positive that if he turned to look at you, he would lose control and do something you wouldn't want. Whereas you, you were hurt. His cold behavior was like a stab to the heart. He made it seem like nothing happened between you two. Without knowing, a tear made its way down your cheek. You missed him terribly and you regretted leaving the best thing that happened to you. When you didn't respond, Jimin had no choice but to turn and check if you were even there. He was sure he had heard your footsteps. His heart broke on what he saw, you wiping away a tear and looking anywhere but him, trying to hold in your sobs. "Y/N, why are you crying?" He asked, standing up from the couch, cautiously approaching you. Your eyes widened when you heard him, you didn't think he was gonna look at you until you left. You were caught off guard, not knowing what to say. Before you could even think, the words had already left your mouth. "I can't do this anymore."

Jimin frowned. Your voice was a bare whisper but he heard it. "You can't do what?" He questioned again, narrowing his eyes at you. With that, you let a cry out, quickly covering your mouth with the back of your hand. Jimin froze in his place, this was the second time he was seeing you cry, the first time being when you both met. "I can't stay away from you! This entire week I've been thinking of ways to just apologize but you already hate me!" You cried, shaking your head. Now it was Jimin's turn to be caught off guard. Did you really just say you wanted to be with him? Your legs gave away and you started to fall to the ground but Jimin wrapped his arms around you, holding you in place. He hugged you, his head resting on top of yours while you cried in his chest. "I didn't mean it when I said I want nothing to do with you. I was just...scared. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Jimin." You mumbled. You both stayed like that until your crying came to a halt. "Did you really think I could hate you?" Jimin asked, feeling upset with himself. You nodded, not wanting to say anything. Jimin broke the hug and placed his hands on your shoulders. "The only thing I'm incapable of doing is hating you. The past week has been a nightmare for me because you weren't here. I'd take you back in a heartbeat, Y/N." He said, wiping away your tears. Without another word, you kissed him. He immediately returned the kiss, his hands tangling in your hair. He had been dreaming of his lips on yours, feeling ecstatic that this wasn't a dream anymore. Breathless you both pulled away, leaning your foreheads against each other.

"You drive me crazy, I'm never letting you leave me again."

Kim Taehyung:

You carefully walked up the stairs with the cup of coffee in your hand. It was 1 AM and Taehyung had been in his study since he came home. You could tell it was one of those nights where he just wanted to be alone. In other words, nothing was happening the way he wanted it to. But you couldn't help yourself, you needed to know he was okay, even if he was gonna yell at you for entering his study which was prohibited. Reaching the door to the study, you took a deep breath before knocking on the door and opening it without waiting for an answer.

Taehyung had come home after finding out terrible news. Someone was threatening to kill you and the way they delivered the message wasn't very nice either. To say Taehyung was angry when he saw the dead body of one of his men bolted to the door of his warehouse was an understatement. The piece of paper stuck on the dead man's forehead which contained some horrible words directed to you only added fuel to the fire. Taehyung had marched into his study without even looking at you, he didn't want you to see him upset. Not that you would care about him. So when you entered his study holding a cup of coffee in your hand, he was shocked. He looked at you with a frown, watching your every move until you placed the coffee in front of him. "I made it less bitter, hopefully, it's up to your taste." You mumbled, clasping your hands behind you and looking down at your feet. Taehyung was the most ruthless yet generous mafia leader you had met. Correction. He was the only mafia leader you had met. But unlike what you expected, he took care of you in ways that touched your heart plenty of times. He paid for your mother's treatment and never hurt you once, causing your downfall into the endless pit called affection. You didn't want to say you loved him yet, you couldn't. Because despite everything, he still kept you in his house without your consent.

Taehyung stood up from his leather chair and took a step towards you, his proximity making you gulp. "Why are you here, Y/N? I told you not to enter this room, didn't I? Besides, it's late and you should be asleep." He said in a very calm voice. You slowly looked up at him through your lashes and bit your lip in nervousness. His eyes stared into yours, making you blush for some insane reason. You quickly looked away to avoid his gaze, taking in the interiors of his study. "I was just checking up on you." You stated, shrugging as if it wasn't a big deal. Taehyung raised his eyebrows at your words. Checking up on him? He tilted his head, looking at you from head to toe. What happened to you? "You seemed upset and you didn't even look at me when you came home. You also missed dinner. I was... worried." You sighed, finally meeting his gaze. Taehyung could feel his heart beating loudly in his chest. He couldn't believe the words leaving your mouth. When he didn't respond, you shook your head and went to sit on the couch right in front of where his table was. You leaned your back against the leather and stared at the ceiling, feeling embarrassed for even trying. "Someone wants to hurt you, Y/N." The words left taehyung's mouth before he could even think about them. You instantly widened your eyes and looked at him. "What?" You whispered, being caught off guard by his words. Taehyung's face turned serious as he walked towards you and kneeled down. He took your hands in his and looked at your scared face. "You heard me." He said, waiting to see how you react. This wasn't what you were expecting. You couldn't even begin to think about why someone would want to kill you. But for some reason, the news wasn't too scary. Because you knew he was with you. "You won't let that happen, right?" You muttered, looking at him with hopeful eyes. Taehyung smiled at your trust in him. He placed a hand on your cheek and caressed it. "Never." He whispered as you held his hand which was on your cheek. You slowly leaned forward and placed your lips on his forehead, his eyes closing at the contact. His heart was a mess now, he didn't want this moment to end. Only if he could stop the time. You pulled away and admired his face. He was truly an ethereal beauty. Opening his eyes, Taehyung gazed at you lovingly, kissing the palm of your hand as a blush crept up your cheek.

"I'd risk everything for you, if it meant having you by my side."

Jeon Jungkook

You glanced at the clock, groaning in frustration on seeing the time. 4:35 AM was no time to be awake and you knew that. But how could you sleep when Jungkook hadn't come home since he left the previous morning? Usually, you would be told if he was gonna come home late but this time there had been no calls. And the worst thing, you couldn't do anything but sit and wait. You stomped your feet and walked around the living room, looking at the door from time to time, as if that would make Jungkook come home. This was one of those times when you regretted everything you did. You had been nothing but cold to Jungkook since that day you stepped in his house. And even though sometimes you drove him insane with your attitude, he never lay a finger on you. You let out a defeated sigh and sat on the floor, burying your face in your hands. What if something really bad happened to him? What if he.........

You didn't even wanna think about it. "I'm sorry, Jungkook. Please come home now." Your voice cracked as tears stung your eyes. As if on cue, the door was thrown open and Jungkook staggered inside. You gasped and stood up, taking in his appearance. His face was twisted in pain due to the numerous bruises that littered his skin. Your eyes widened on seeing the blood on his shirt, seeping through from some wound on his abdomen that he clutched firmly. You ran to him and helped him stand straight before closing the door of the house. "Are you okay?!" You asked in a panic, not knowing what to do. Jungkook looked at you and frowned. He did feel a little drowsy but nothing he couldn't handle. He saw the tear on your cheek that had escaped your eye. He slowly reached his hand to touch your cheek and wiped the tear. "Are you crying, Y/N?" He asked, his voice a mere whisper. He felt happy seeing you cry, not because he was a psychopath but because it meant that you cared. And the fact that you stayed awake until this late, proved to him that you really did care. You sniffled and held his shoulder, trying not to meet his eyes. "Let's get you cleaned up." You mumbled and helped him to the bedroom. Once reaching the bedroom, you slowly moved to the bathroom along with a not-so-stable Jungkook. Sitting him on the counter, you grabbed the medical kit and tore apart his shirt before tossing it on the ground. Blood made you beyond squeamish and you really wanted to throw up but you held back. Patiently, you cleaned the large but shallow knife wound on jungkook's stomach and treated his bruises. "Y/N, you still haven't told me if you were crying. Was it because I came back alive?" He provoked you. You glared at him before cleaning up the bloody cotton swabs and bandages that lay around. You were hurt that he thought that way. You cried because he came back alive? Did he think you hated him that much? "Yeah right. I stayed awake until I got some kind of news about you only to have you ignore my calls. I worried my ass off and even thought of going out to find you myself. But of course, Y/N is only capable of hating Jeon Jungkook, isn't that right? You're unbelievable." You said, once again feeling the tears in your eyes. You never cried. You must be feeling too emotional. Without giving him another glance, you turned to leave the bathroom, gasping when his hand grabbed your wrist before turning you around to pull you close to him. Your noses almost touched, your hands were on his bare chest trying to maintain whatever distance remained. Jungkook tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. "You can't blame me, Y/N. Can you? I've been trying so hard to get you to stop acting so distant and cold. If you don't give me a chance then how am I going to show you how much you mean to me?" He asked, making guilt creep up your bones. He was right and you were already aware of that. After having a small internal battle, you wrapped your arms around him and hugged him, feeling him freeze at the sudden contact. Jungkook could feel his heart pounding so bad. This was the first time you had been so close to him and it was driving him crazy. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer if that was even possible. He buried his head in your neck and hummed at your scent. You were perfect. After a minute, you loosened your hold on him and prepared to pull away when he tightened his arms around you. "Just a minute more before you go back to being your old self." He said, making you frown at his words. "I won't." The words fell from your lips before you could contemplate them. Jungkook smiled, he was loving the way you were being a little more affectionate. He pulled away to look at you.

"I just wanna give you the crown you deserve, my Queen."

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Finally an update. It took longer than I thought. Also, I'm thinking of postponing the unearthly release date cause BTS'comeback is around that time? Consider this an apology update. Let's see what happens....

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ahundredpoemslater · 2 years ago

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Lulu

I remember like yesterday the day I met you;

We stopped the car so I could pet you,

Thinking we saw a very big hedgehog

But to our surprise, you were a dog

When I first held you, I couldn’t let go;

Mum could no longer keep saying no

So you came with us, found yourself a home

Now you didn’t have to wander or roam.

You were confused, scared and so small,

One of your first nicknames was fluff ball.

We couldn’t agree on what your name should be

But it didn’t matter anyway, you’d never come to me...

You’d sprint towards me out of the blue

And being young and dumb, I was scared of you.

I’d let out a scream, you’d go the other way

But then I’d pet you to let you know it was okay.

You were mischievous, silly but also smart,

A combination good enough to win my heart.

Time went by fast and suddenly, you’d grown

I still couldn’t believe I had a dog of my own.

Mum made you live in the tiniest yard

But we knew you weren’t a great guard.

As they say, you were all bark but no bite

And cats would always make you take flight.

You let them have most of your food every day

And sometimes lend them your house to stay.

I know that as a dog, you couldn’t speak

And of course didn’t understand any Greek,

Yet, I felt like you could tell when I was upset

You were my best friend, not just a pet.

As an adult dog, you hardly ever gave any licks,

You were up for walks but didn’t care about sticks,

You were quiet, well-behaved with a loud snore.

To be closer to us, you’d often sleep outside the door.

When I graduated high school, I had to move away

You missed me a lot and would neither eat nor play.

Whenever I'd come back, you'd welcome me with tail wags

Thumping on furniture and sweeping off bags and rugs.

Nothing could ever stop you from jumping on me,

It was clear you were more than excited to see me.

If ‘’dogs have no concept of time’’ is true

You were the most patient dog I ever knew.

But then missing you became too much to bear

And hurting you as well, wasn’t at all fair.

I also started to worry that you would soon die

And I wouldn’t have time to say goodbye.

So I brought you with me to a completely new place

My home in Athens, to you an unfamiliar space.

I expected you to be naughty and pee everywhere

And that for the first few months, I’d be in despair.

But in reality, you settled in quickly instead,

Immediately taking a liking to your comfy bed.

Although at first, you refused to pee outside

And nothing helped, as much as I tried.

You were sweet and friendly to almost everybody

Because you didn’t have a bad bone in your body.

Stubborn, jumpy, restless and curious as can be

One minor flaw of yours was your endless pee.

You’d also follow me around the house, everywhere

Whenever I’d turn and look, you’d always be there

Outside the bathroom or the bedroom door;

I used to worry that your paws would get sore.

You were always hungry for food and wanted more,

You’d eat your food out of the bowl and on the floor.

You loved to lie on my very long living room curtain.

When you went there, nap time was almost certain.

You made me patient and a better person overall.

You were more than just an adorable fluff ball.

You showed me what unconditional love means

And that it goes beyond blood ties and genes.

You comforted me during the hardest times

And stopped me from hurting myself many times.

Then the pain came, you refused to let it show

And on multiple walks you were still willing to go.

After your 12th birthday, things started going downhill

It was hard for me to accept that you could be ill.

But you were my baby, I had to stay strong for you,

With my love and care, I thought you’d pull through.

Until the very end, you were so strong and brave

But what you had, wasn’t something love could save.

In the end, it couldn’t prevent you from dying

But you can you blame me for desperately trying?

You’ve since left a hole in my broken heart,

I don't think I'll ever be able to make a fresh start.

Ι will always remember your weird, silly self

Even when I can’t remember anything about myself.

The love I have for you will live on forever

Even if there’s no heaven for us to be together.

There’s nothing else I can do now but mourn and grieve

And I know it’s stupid to ask, but why did you have to leave?

I miss everything about you, your quirks and all your charms,

I miss being able to watch you sleep or hold you in my arms.

But instead, all I can do is visit your grave with the grey plaque,

Sit next to you and hug it because I will never have you back.

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Hello, I love your blog! In a few months I'll be moving to a new city for a new job. I've moved around before, but I've always moved with family members (which makes it easier I think) and this will be my first time living completely alone in a new place. I'm also a bit of an introvert and can have a hard time finding friends. Do you have any tips on making this transition a bit smoother and staying social? Thank you!

Living On Your Own (For the First Time)

1. PKW. Phone, keys, wallet. Every time you go anywhere. Check twice. The worst part of living on your own is having to rely on yourself to never forget to lock yourself out or leave your wallet at a sandwich shop in a mall. Make absolutely sure you have duplicates of your keys (I would get a couple made) and give one to a friend who lives nearby who you can count on. I also like to keep an extra set inside the apartment itself in a secure place, just in case. Your landlord can let you in during office hours, but giving a key to a trustworthy friend helps you 24/7.

2. Cleaning routine. You don’t have to sit down at a writing desk and draft this out, but spend a few minutes coming up with a basic cleaning regime for you to follow. It’s definitely easier to do a little each day, but if that doesn’t work for your schedule set aside at least an hour and a half during your time off to get your apartment spotless. I don’t know about you, but whenever I deep clean my apartment I feel like I’m living in a hotel for a day, and I absolutely love it.

3. Make a “moving” shopping list. This is everything you will need (minus food) for your first week at your new place. First aid kit, cleaning supplies, tape, cat food, etc. Your first week moving into your new place will be stressful enough, you don’t want to be halfway through setting up your living room and realize that you forgot to buy trash bags.

4. Secure yourself. I’m not the most agile or fast person in the world, and I do live in a mid-sized city that has a good deal of crime. The apartment complex I live in is very safe, but I still like to double lock my front door at night. It might be smart to keep some pepper spray or a baseball bat somewhere in your apartment, just in case.

5. Stay social. Even the most anti-social person gets lonely. Make sure to hang out with your friends, not just your co-workers, your actual friends. Get out off your apartment every few days and go see a movie, get a cup of coffee, go people watching at the park, etc. It’s easy to get depressed if you’re living alone and doing the same things the same way every day- allow yourself to mix it up.

6. Meal prep. It can be stressful and seem useless to cook complicated or “fancy” meals when you’re living on your own. Plan your meals for the week and make a list before going shopping. Get yourself enough food to make a variety of dinners that will only take you fifteen minutes. If you do want to go crazy and make steak and mashed potatoes for yourself, make enough for two meals. Also, nobody is going to think poorly of you for stocking your fridge with a couple frozen dinners.

7. Customer service. Living alone means that you are going to be doing a lot of talking to customer service representatives. Get comfortable talking to people over the phone. Tell the rep what you need as quickly as you can, and try to be polite because customer service at a phone center is a garbage job that doesn’t pay well. On the flip side, don’t be afraid to ask for a manager if you’re upset or unhappy with your service. Take their survey at the end of your phone call, tell them how unhappy you are. It’s someone’s shitty job to look at all those surveys, no complaint goes unheard. Companies with great phone service: Verizon, Apple, Amazon. Companies with awful phone service: USPS (literally the worst), electric companies, health insurance companies.

8. Guest space. This is not required, but it’s a good idea to have some sort of space for a friend to stay the night. A friend of mine had a bad breakup, showed up at my apartment with ten minute’s notice, and then fell asleep on my couch after an hour of crying. It as 7:30! Whatever, she needed it. Keep an extra blanket and pillow in your closet, I like to keep travel sized shampoos and conditioners in my bathroom cabinet on the off chance a guest wants to use my shower. I got these at a hotel for free, but they’re available at CVS and other pharmacies.

9. Toilet paper. Don’t let yourself run out of toilet paper! I like to buy more when I notice I only have one roll left. The same deal goes for paper towels.

10. Enjoy. Living on your own is simoltaneously exciting and exhausting, but an all around must-have experience. Enjoy the freedom to forget to make the bed, to decorate your bathroom however you want, to have ice cream for dinner, to watch reruns of Friends and cry when Rachel decides to move to France. Make sure to give yourself lots of space to move at your own pace, but please remember to eat three meals a day and to go to the doctor’s for a checkup at least once a year!

Making Friends

First things first- we as humans are social creatures. We seek out social interaction, even the most antisocial person in the world still needs the occasional stimulating conversation. Don’t stress about making friends, it’ll happen one way or another.

The best friendships are created organically, but that said, there are some things you can do to quicken the process.

1. Friends by proximity. Be social and inquisitive when meeting your new co-workers and that openness will help you create fast friendships. Ask lots of questions, people love it when you ask them lots of questions about things. Remember elementary school? Remember how easy it was to make friends then? You’ve got this.

2. Places. Hang out at places that you would normally hang out with your friends. Scope out cool bookstores and cozy coffeeshops, and be on the lookout for similar-minded people. Find reasons to talk to these strangers, whether that means asking them for directions, what they’re drinking, etc. The next time you run into them, you’ll be able to start up a conversation.

3. Events. One of the quickest ways to make lots of new friends is to join a group that meets weekly that does something that’s important to you. This could be anything from a book club, to a Dungeons and Dragons game, to volunteer work. Go to your local library and read the bulletin board looking for groups that interest you. You may have to get on the internet to find something close by. At the very least you’ll have a weekly social event to go to where you won’t feel out of place.

4. Neighborly. This next one depends on you, but if you have cool looking new neighbors introduce yourselves to them. Hit them up at random and say something casual like “I was going to go out for a drink, wanna join?” Planning things in advance puts pressure on acquaintances, so try to be spontaneous.

If any of my followers have any ideas, please chime in! And good luck!

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existentialstatesofmind · 8 years ago

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Weekend Fun

Clare: smiled at Dakota and then glanced at Stacy when she spoke. She nodded. "Okay. That makes sense, I just think I'm the one who is getting to better end of the bargain." She didn't elaborate because Dakota already knew how miserable things were at home right now and she was trying to keep Stacey out of it. "It will be. There's no point in rocking the boat until it becomes necessary." She didn't know when that was going to be. Once she turned 18, her parents wouldn't be able to use the whole Dakota having custody of a child thing to keep them apart because Dakota would no longer be a minor either and they'd no longer have a stay so in who she dated anyway. Clare knew she couldn't wait that long to tell them though. She would only be turning 16 this year. "Dad won't be home." She promised. If she had to she could tell her parents an abridged version of why Josephine couldn't come over when he was there but it probably wouldn't be necessary to complicate things further. Clare smiled at Stacy and Dakota, and nodded in agreement. Then she looked at Dakota's mom curiously when she said she was going to adopt Josephine. From what his mom was saying it might be what was best for Josephine but who knew how Josephine really felt. Family matters were complicated. If Dakota considered Josephine his sister and his mom agreed, it changed things in her mind though. Her parents couldn't dispute whatever 'story' Clare told them. Adoption was actually something her parents advocated for and respected so Clare didn't forsee them asking nosey questions about that if it were true. Not that she should be thinking about herself right now. Josephine needed out of a bad situation. Clare shrugged to say that was fine when Dakota said she'd be sleeping in his room whenever she slept over. She doubted Dakota was ready for a physical relationship after everything she'd learned about him today and he knew she wasn't. It might be uncomfortable sharing a bed but they'd get used to it. Plus she wouldn't be staying the night often. At first she was confused when they started talking about a grandmother. She didn't know their grandmother lived with them. She got why having her there full time might not be great, Clare couldn't handle more than a few weeks at a time with her grandma. Then Clare got it, their grandmother died and they thought the room was haunted. Clare couldn't help laughing. "No, I don't need to be brave and go in there. I've seen Poltergeist a dozen times so the TV cutting on by itself is kind of creepy..." She playfully poked Dakota's shoulder. "How am I supposed to impress your grandmother if I sleep in your room though, she might come in there and throw a shoe at me." Her eyes widened when Emi talked about the deceased old lady giving her candy. If she wasn't actually haunting her own room she'd obviously left a lasting impression since her family was taking good care of the room and everything in it. Clare smiled sheepishly. "Right of course not, I should've thought of that. How do tourists find their way around? We might have a really hard time even with Emi's help and a Japanese dictionary app. Of course we should be able to use our phones to get directions in English. Hopefully." She looked at the paper. Clare knew the Japanese used symbols instead of words in their language. But she certainly hadn't known what it was called or how the symbols looked. "This is really cool Emi. I've never seen anything like it." Clare told her. "How does learning sounds work? Still, it was very clever of you to figure out how many strokes you needed. You're good at drawing." Clare didn't think she would be able to learn much Kanji. French was hard enough to learn and they had the same alphabet. "I believe it, I knew the languages they use in places like Japan and China was more complex than ours and the hardest to learn but jeeze." She exclaimed to Dakota. "I don't know how I feel about octopus. Have you tried it Emi? I might like it better than I would Sushi. I hate fish so raw fish doesn't really sound appetizing to me." She admitted. "Besides if it's grilled I know they at least took the eyes out. I'm not sure about the tentacles though. Food aside, it sounds like so much fun!" She grinned. "Good idea, I bet there's a lot more to do and I wanna dance with you." Clare said shyly. If she was going to have on pretty robes they shouldn't go to waste. "I can't wait. I hope I don't embarrass you too much, Emi, because I'm going to be taking lots of photos." She chuckled. "Okay fair point. What was Time Square like, were they filming anything? But the toy stores always looked really cool on Home Alone 2, were they like that?" No wonder he got lost. "I don't need pom-poms just clapping. Aww a banner would be nice, no one's ever done that for me before." Clare beamed at him. She was lucky to have a thoughtful boyfriend. "Do you like robots?" She asked Emi hopefully. Clare returned the chaste kiss before raising an eyebrow at Dakota. "But we weren't even dating until today, someone must've been pretty confident I would say yes." She teased him. Clare kissed him again. She hadn't even known he liked her and would never have dreamed of going on a date with him. Clare followed Dakota when he carried Emi out to the car. "Of course." She said quietly. "I know where the kitchen is now so I'll put them in the icebox." Clare buckled her seat belt and reached for Dakota's hand.

Kota: nodded at Clare's words as she spoke about Jos and her parents. "She won't throw a shoe at you. She's only ever hit Bren alive and dead." Dom stated. "Let's not talk about Bren until he passes." his mom said and they nodded. "You don't really need to make an impression on her. She doesn't leave her room. Never has, so if you don't go in there, you're fine." Kota stated honestly. "I never met her and I don't plan to. I also stay in Dallas' room a lot." Stacy assured. "Plus part of Grandma's always with us." Dom said honestly. "Not really, that part of her is always in my closet. Like I want Grandma with me when I use the bathroom." Kota stated. "Part of her is in my purse." Kelly shrugged. "Am I the only one that keeps part of her with me?" Ash asked and Kota looked around. "Apparently." Dom answered. Kota listened as Clare asked Emi questions and wondered if she could answer them, though he knew if she couldn't he would. "Um..." Emi trailed off looking for words. "You know how you learn the ABC's then the sounds the letter's make?" Emi asked. "We do something like that. We learn our alphabet and the sounds they make. The symbols change when you form words just like the sounds of the letters in the ABC's change." she tried explaining and wrote " すし" on a paper and showed it to Clare. "That's the sound for Sushi. The first symbol makes the shu sound." she said and took the paper back only to write "寿司" on a paper, then showed Clare again. "And that's sushi when it's written out. I memorized the symbols off a restaurant that way I'd know momma was getting sushi for dinner." she explained. "The sounds are easier and we learn them first. We don't fully learn how to write until we finish middle school since there are over a thousand symbols that take so long to learn." she huffed the last part and thanked Clare about her drawing. Hearing her ask if she had octopus she nodded. "I only had it fried. I watched someone try to eat it still living and it looked dangerous, they couldn't get the octopus out of their mouth." she explained. "I won't eat it at restaurants because they serve them whole and they dance when you put soy sauce on it. Momma got mad because I liked to make them dance so much and wouldn't eat them." she shrugged. "As for sushi, you need to try a California roll, no fish." Kota said looking at Clare. "It's rice, seaweed, fake crab, and avocado." he added and looked at Emi. "Everyone already takes a lot of photos so it's not embarrassing." she smiled at Clare. "Yea, they were just like they were on Home Alone 2, they weren't filming when I was there though." he explained. "Everything is huge in Time Square including the pizza." he added. "I haven't seen a robot. They were only in Tokyo." She stated honestly as she ate her food. "I was hoping you'd say yes." Kota smiled into the kiss. Once Emi was buckled in, Kota held Clare's hand the entire ride home. As soon as they got home, Kota smiled and unbuckled Emi and watched everyone get out of the van. "Um, can I carry Emi?" Stacy asked catching Kota off guard and to look at her. "The light in the house is on. I really don't want to deal with Bren." Stacy whined a bit causing Kota to get out of the car and look at Dallas when he stepped by them. "Is Bren home?" he asked curiously. "No, mom's inside and there's no yelling." Dallas assured causing him to sigh in relief. "Thank goodness he's not coming home." he said honestly. "I agree." Stacy sighed in relief as well as Kota lead Clare inside. He could immediately hear his mom fiddling with stuff in the kitchen and walked there holding Emi and Clare's hand still. "Bren got expelled." his mom said honestly. "I'm putting him in public school with Ash." She added and Kota looked behind him to see Ash. "I want videos. Lots of videos." he stated. "Anyway they didn't say when they're sending Bren home. Clare, if you're here feel free to hit Bren as much as you want want." His mom stated as she started to bake. "He was switched at birth." Kota stated. "Sadly he wasn't, I did a DNA test the moment you boys came up with that theory. Mom and I started to believe he really was switched at birth." Kelly said and Kota shifted Emi a bit. "I'll take her, thinking about Bren coming home is blowing my mood. Cuddling with Emi tonight will take my mind off it, just get me her pajamas." Kelly said to Kota and he let go of Clare's hand to get Emi's pajamas for his sister. Once he got back he handed Kelly the pajamas and took Clare's hand. "I'm done with worrying about Bren coming home. We have one day of peace left and I plan on spending it with Clare and Emi. I'll worry about what to do with him after he comes home." Kota stated and started to walk to his room with Clare, picking up the bag for her as they walked. Once they got to his room, he shut the door behind them and took off his slippers, then his shirt. "The bathroom's right here." he said opening a door that has a sign that has Japanese writing on it. "The sign says bathroom since Emi mistook the closet next to it for the bathroom since the doors are the same." he said honestly as he stepped inside and took out a small box. "There are tooth brushes in here, take your pick, we don't have pink though." he said knowing there were all the other colors but pink and a lot of styles and brands. "I'll be out here when you're done." he said and shut the door behind him as he left. While he was waiting for Clare to finish, he changed into his pajama bottoms and got a blanket for Clare, then laid on his bed and covered up in his black blanket.

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