#like HELLOOO WTF HE'S GORGEOUS | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

almostempty · 3 months ago

Text

I'M SOOOOO STUPID OVER THIS!! Please

ME TOOO GIRL, SHUT UP STEVE!!

I can feel the weight of THAT DICK sorry, maybe he needs someone to hold it for him.. like with their mouth idk

YOU HAVE TO STOP making me develop this kink for flaccid cocks

WHAT CAME AFTER

brat summer is endless for that fuckin' menace

SHE IS THE STRONGEST DUMBEST WOMAN ON PLANET EARTH

slippery little minx! I've got somethin' you can slip into!!

idk why but that man's decolletage does something immoral to me

heheheheh nonono GOOD MOVE! BEST MOVE!

I love every bit of this, I can see it, I CAN SEE IT! LEMME TASTE IT

ummmmm i'd accept

he's literally such an idiot for that logic, but damn, it'd work on me

AHHHHHH THAT'S THE STUFF BAYBEEEEEE

i'm the delusional one soz

um, okay that's insanely beautiful and also i need him to consume me

oh i bet he looks pretty when he begssss

honestly, when my inner cavewoman takes the wheel, i just hang on for the ride, ya know? like she knows something i just don't

hellooo gorgeous gorgeous author, you choose words and put them in an order that makes me FEEL THINGS, so incredibly talented wtf

MMMEEEEEEEEEEE, PLS, MY TURN! READ ME LIKE A BOOK PORNSTAR!JAVI

staaaahp, why do i need this man grunting??? idk but gimme 100 of 'em

I get weak in the knees for the juxtaposition between hard and soft touch

AGAIN SHE IS MADE OF STEEL WTF, OKAY BABE

heheheheh when they (fictional men) touch you so good you can't be madddd pls

LMAO

LMAAAOOOOOO FR HOLD ON FOR YOUR LIFE !!!

pleaaaase, lemme ride that nose??

when i read a perfectly utilized spit-on-it scene and i feel like i got slapped in the face in a good way YESSSS

SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU BEAUTIFUL BASTARD HELP

AHHHHHHH!!! HE KNOWSSSSSS MOREEEEE MORE MORE

shit head steve always makes me fuckin' cackle HEHEHEH

PLS THIS WAS EVERYTHINGGGGGG

Body Language | Pornstar!Javier Peña x Fem!Reader | Part 2 to this bad boy right here | ~8.2k wc | Explicit. Minors DNI.

Summary: Caught in a charged and unexpected moment with Javier Peña, you struggle between resisting his relentless seduction and giving in to the tension that has been building since the last shoot.

Tags: smut, oral (f receiving), fingering, no use of Y/N, reader is shorter than javier but other than that no physical descriptions, some dirty talk, semi-public sex (we're in an elevator this time around), reader really doesn't like javi, steve being steve, other shit i’m probably forgetting.

A/N: this was supposed to be a short lil thing but then my ass had to drag it out just a little because their dynamic is very fun to write 😭 he's like whyyy don't you like me and she's like how much time do you have? lmfao. this is dedicated to @auteurdelabre 🖤 #1 pornstar javi stan, i almost submitted this for your trope off but decided to save that honor for my other story! anyways, i hope you guys enjoy javier begging to eat you out 🥂 let me know what you think 🖤 mandatory mutual tags: @almostempty / @miss-oranje-disco-dancer

You sit in the cramped waiting room outside of Robbie’s office, the stale air clinging to your skin as you shift uncomfortably in the worn-out chair. The place is too quiet, save for the muffled sounds of the city outdoors.

You glance at the clock on the wall, anxiety creeping up your spine. You have a shift at the bar in an hour, and time is slipping through your fingers. The laundry, the groceries, the endless list of errands— it all piled up today, and now you’re cutting it too close.

But you need this check. It’s the only reason you’re here, tapping your foot in impatience. If you don’t get it today, the money won’t hit your account in time to cover rent, and you really don’t want another lecture from your landlord. It’s bad enough you’re already behind— no need to give him more ammunition to chew you out.

You sigh and lean back, eyes closing as you try to drown out the frustration swirling in your head. That’s when you hear the unmistakable ding of the elevator down the hall and turn your head to see who’s joining.

Your stomach drops and you sit up straight. No. Not now. The air feels heavier, thick with that familiar irritation, as the slow, deliberate sound of boots against the tile grows louder.

Javier Peña.

Just the thought of him sends a hot wave through your being, a mix of irritation and something else you refuse to acknowledge. You don’t want to think about that last shoot, the one where things shifted. Where shit got weird. You behind the camera, filming as always, while he was balls deep in another woman, claiming you were on his mind.

“Bet you’d look just as pretty like this, nena.”

“Did you like what you saw? Like watching the way I fucked her but was thinking of you the whole time?”

It was like he’d stripped you bare with just a few words, leaving you more exposed than them in the midst of their carnal fucking. And the worst part? You’d been affected by it. Skin on fire, pussy wet. It also didn’t help that Steve had heard it too. The mic catching the flirting, the hitch of your breath getting stuck in your throat, clear as day.

He’d asked you about it later at Lucky’s, as promised, all smug and drinking that God-awful beer. But you’d brushed him off, hoping he’d drop it. Thankfully, he had— for the most part— but you could still feel his restlessness, wanting to stir the pot.

Now, Javier is here, of course, because the universe just loves to mess with you. You roll your eyes and cross your arms, leaning back against the chair in defiance. You refuse to look at him. You won’t give him the satisfaction of seeing how much he gets under your skin.

His footsteps stop just a few feet away, the weight of his presence impossible to ignore. You can feel him looking at you, feel the weight of his brown eyes like a physical thing as they rake over your body.

You keep your gaze glued to the wall, focusing on the ugly, generic painting hanging there like it’s the most fascinating thing in the world.

“You gonna act like you don’t see me?” His voice is deep, smooth, and frustratingly cocky, just like always.

You grit your teeth, biting back a response. You won’t give him an inch. Not again. This motherfucker will take a mile.

“Okay, so that’s what we’re doing.” Before you can react, he plops down beside you. You stiffen immediately, moving your crossed knees to the side, angling yourself away from him, as if the few inches of space will protect you from the onslaught of whatever the hell he’s about to say next.

He spreads his thighs wide, his posture screaming obnoxious confidence. You just barely catch a glimpse of his bulge pressing up against his left thigh and how the fuck does it look so big even when he’s soft? “You know,” he says, voice dripping with that lazy, arrogant drawl, “you’re the only woman that treats me like this, and for the life of me, I can’t figure out why.”

You snort, the sound sharp and humorless. You still don’t bother looking at him.

Javier frowns, flitting his tongue across the top row of his teeth. “Is it because I came off too strong the first time we met? ‘Cause if that’s the case; then I’m sorry. Can’t help myself from flirting with pretty little things like you.”

You roll your eyes so hard, it’s a wonder they don’t fall out of their sockets. He doesn’t sound sincere at all.

Thing is, you didn’t mind the flirting. Even if he, like he’s so romantically put it, does flirt with pretty little things all the time; it did make you feel like just that. Pretty. It’s what came after that soured your Javier Peña experience.

He huffs, like a petulant child, frustrated by your silence. You don’t give him the satisfaction of even a glance. Instead, you shift in your seat, your mind racing, wondering what the hell is taking Robbie so damn long. He never works, barely lifts a finger unless there’s money or something else in it for him, and now, suddenly, he’s busy? Yeah, right. He’s probably in his office jerking it to one of his films, getting off on his own work. Typical.

You’re done waiting. With a sharp movement, you stand, startling Javier, though you still don’t give him the time of day. He’s used to women catering to his every whim, hanging on his every word. You aren’t going to be one of them. Not even if he did manage to get you all hot and bothered.

You stalk over to the door and knock harder than necessary. “I’m busy,” his voice grumbles through the wooden surface, and you resist the urge to scream.

“And I need my check. Just slide it under the door or something,” you snap, the urgency in your voice making it clear that you’re not in the mood to get fucked around with.

There’s a pause, followed by the sound of shuffling papers before the door cracks open just enough for Robbie to stick his hand out, an envelope clutched between his fingers. He practically shoves it into your hand before slamming the door shut again.

You stand there for a moment, staring at the envelope with your name scrawled across the front. Surrounded by imbeciles. Just one shift to get through tonight, and then maybe, just maybe, you can get some peace. Enjoy the first weekend off you’ve had in months.

Now that you have what you came for, you spin on your heel and stride down the hallway, ignoring the handsome pornstar still lounging in the chair behind you. From your peripheral, you can see him sitting there, skinny jean clad legs spread, looking all annoyingly sexy without even trying. It would be so much easier if he were ugly— or literally anyone else. But no, it’s Javier fucking Peña, with his ridiculous good looks and that cocky smirk that could probably charm the panties off half the city if he wanted to (it probably has, to be honest).

You mentally map out the next hour: hit the bank, dash home to change, then off to work. You could walk to the bank, maybe catch a taxi home if you’re lucky. But with traffic in this city, luck isn’t really on your side. You start considering your options— do you skip changing and just head to work as you are? Would your other boss even care if you showed up a little underdressed? You’re so lost in your thoughts, focused on cutting corners to save time, that you don’t hear the quiet footsteps behind you.

It’s not until the elevator dings and you step inside that you realize you’re not alone. Javier’s slipped in just before the doors close, sliding smoothly into the cramped space beside you. The sudden proximity makes your heart do this stupid little jump, and you curse yourself for it. You’re trapped now— stuck way too close to him in the tiny metal box.

The air feels charged, his presence impossible to ignore yet again. The smell of his aftershave hits you first— spicy, with a hint of something woodsy, layered under the scent of his leather jacket and the faint, lingering whiff of cigarette smoke. He tries to drown it out with minty gum, but it’s still there, clinging to him like an old habit. And damn it, your knees go a little weak, despite your best efforts to stay cool.

The height difference between you is glaringly obvious now. You’re eye level with the habitually open portion of his cream colored shirt, the buttons undone just enough to give a peek at his brown chest. It’s frustrating how effortlessly he pulls off the whole rugged look— like he doesn’t even try, but somehow manages to look better than most men who spend hours on it.

You swallow hard, trying to focus on anything but the fact that you can smell him, that you can feel the heat radiating off his body in the tight space. He’s just too close, and the damn elevator isn’t moving fast enough. You’ve got a million things to worry about right now—rent, work, your life— and the last thing you need is to be distracted by him.

But, like always, he’s right there, invading your space, making it impossible to think of anything else.

“What the fuck do you want?” You snap, breaking your vow of silence. You frown up at him, irritation bubbling just beneath the surface as you cross your arms defensively over your chest— a bad move, you realize too late, as the motion only pushes your braless tits together beneath the thin fabric of your tank top.

Predictably, his eyes drop immediately. You curse yourself for not wearing something more substantial. It’s not like I was planning to run into him today, you think to yourself.

“To understand why you hate me so much,” Javier says, his voice low, carrying that annoyingly casual tone, as if this whole conversation is nothing more than a mild inconvenience to him.

Your brows knit together, and a dry laugh slips from your lips before you can stop it. “Well, for starters,” you bite out, “you can’t even look me in the eyes when you ask.”

His gaze snaps up so fast it’s almost comical, his dark eyes locking with yours, defiance flaring there. But there’s something else too— something that makes the air between you even more tense. You hold his stare, daring him to say something, to make this worse for himself. His expression tightens, but you continue before he has a chance to speak. “And I don’t hate you. I just don’t like you. You annoy the shit out of me.”

He flinches, just barely, but you catch it. The smallest chink in his armor. You reach around him, your hand brushing against his side as you press the button for the main floor. The contact sends a ripple of awareness through you that you try to ignore. You don’t have time for this— for him.

Javier scowls, his mouth pulling into a frown that mirrors yours, and before you can react, he half-turns and punches a button for a different floor, effectively canceling your request. The elevator jolts, shifting direction.

You groan audibly, exasperation washing over you. “And here you are, proving my point,” you mutter under your breath. Every second you waste in this shitty elevator with him is another second closer to being late for work. Another second closer to not getting everything done that you needed to today. He’s not just in your way—he’s deliberately in your way, and the worst part is, he knows it.

“You don’t like me,” he counters, turning back to face you fully, his tone edging into frustration, “but you never even gave me a chance.” His jaw is set now, his eyes searching yours as if he’s waiting for you to crack, to admit that there’s more to it than just annoyance. Like he wants you to say it’s something else, something deeper.

If you had the luxury of time, you’d lay it all out for him, explain in excruciating detail just why you’ve avoided giving him that chance. How his arrogance grates on you. How his charm, though admittedly effective, feels hollow. How the way he flirts isn’t even the problem—it’s the way he looks at you, like he knows something about you that you don’t want to admit.

But you don’t have that kind of time.

You pinch the bridge of your nose, taking a deep breath in a vain attempt to steady your nerves. “As fun as it’d be to stand here and explain this shit to you like a child,” you say, your voice tight, “I have important things to do, and you’re keeping me from them.” You jab the elevator button again, hoping the damn thing will just go where you need it to without another unnecessary detour, but you already know it’s a losing battle.

Javier shifts closer, just slightly, his presence looming. You can smell that damn aftershave again, all spice and leather and smoke, and it only pisses you off more because your body reacts to it before your brain can stop it. You feel your resolve slipping, just a little. His eyes are on you, unwavering, intense in a way that makes you want to both slap him and pull him closer at the same time.

“I’m not trying to keep you from anything,” he replies, softer now, the edge in his voice gone. His tone is almost... apologetic? No. It can’t be. Javier Peña doesn’t apologize. At least not in any way that feels real.

You don’t even bother responding, just stare at the numbers above the door, willing them to move faster. The sooner you’re out of here, the better.

“Just—fuck, give me something. Anything,” he growls, frustrated as all hell. His eyes are wild, and you can see the cracks in his usual suave demeanor, like he’s barely holding it together. “Ever since that last shoot, I haven’t been able to get you out of my head, and I don’t know why. You think you’re exasperated? How the fuck do you think I’m feeling over here?”

You raise a brow, leaning into your disdain as you pout at him mockingly. “Oh, boohoo. Cry me a river. A girl doesn’t like me back, wahh.” You mimic the sound of a crying baby, bringing your fists up to rub against your cheeks in the most exaggerated way possible. Then you drop the act, face deadpanning.

His eyes narrow, and you think you’ve finally hit a nerve. Good. Let him stew in it. But instead of backing down, he does something you don’t expect— he turns, reaches out, and slams his palm against the emergency stop button. The elevator lurches to a sudden halt, the hum of motion disappearing as the car freezes between floors.

Your eyes widen, a sharp spike of adrenaline shooting through you as the reality of the situation sets in. “What the hell, Javier?” You’re about to cuss him out, to let him know exactly what kind of shit he’s just gotten himself into, but before the words can leave your mouth, he takes two long, purposeful steps toward you.

Instinctively, you move back, the sudden intensity in his eyes sending warning signals through your brain. But there’s nowhere to go. You can’t escape the tight confines of the elevator, your back is pressed up against the cold metal railing. You swallow hard, your heart hammering against your ribs as his broad body looms over yours, trapping you in a way that leaves you feeling both furious and breathless.

He’s too close. His chest brushes against yours, and you can feel his gaze as it drags over your face, down your neck, and lower still, lingering in a way that makes your skin prickle.

Any insult you were ready to hurl at him gets stuck in your throat. You hate how your pulse quickens, how your breath catches. You can feel every inch of him— solid muscle, tense with whatever storm is brewing behind those dark eyes.

For a brief, dizzying moment, you forget to be mad. You forget that you’re supposed to dislike him, that he’s the last person you should let get under your skin like this but somehow is the only one who’s able to. All you can focus on is the way his breath fans across your cheek, the way the small space between you crackles with tension, like a wire pulled too tight.

“You think this is some kind of joke?” he murmurs, his voice low and rough, making your pussy tingle in ways you wish it didn’t. “You think it’s easy for me to just... shrug it off? Because it’s not. Not when I keep thinking about you, and I don’t even fucking understand why.”

There’s something raw in his voice, something that catches you off guard, making you pause to wonder if this really isn’t a game to him.

But you can’t let him see that. You can’t let him know how much he’s getting to you (even though he’s more than aware). So instead, you tilt your chin up defiantly, forcing your voice to stay steady. “And stopping the elevator? Trapping me in here with you? That’s your brilliant solution?”

“No,” he breathes, voice dropping to a near whisper as his face inches closer to yours. “But it’s the only way I could get you to stop running from me.”

You hate how your stomach flips at his words. Hate how much you’re fighting against the instinct to lean into him instead of shoving him away. Every part of your body is screaming at you to tell him to fuck off and leave you the hell alone.

“Do you know what I think it is?” The words come out in a low, dangerous drawl, the kind that seems to wrap around your throat and squeeze. He leans in, crowding your space, eyes boring into you with an intensity that has your pulse skyrocketing. “I think you’re too fucking stubborn to let yourself have any fun. The idea of me fucking you is enticing, isn’t it?” His lips curl into a smirk, the kind that drips with arrogance and dark promises. “Could see it written all over your face that night at the hotel. That look in your eye while I was fucking Lexxie.”

His accusations slam into you, pulling up the exact moment you’ve been trying to bury. It should have been a professional gig, routine even, nothing personal… except that wasn’t the case. Not with the way he looked at you the entire time, his eyes locked on yours, daring you to react.

And, fuck, you had reacted. You felt the heat rise in your face, the way your body betrayed you as you stood behind the camera, mouth salivating, thighs pressing together.

“Javier…” You push at his chest, your hand meeting the hard wall of muscle beneath his shirt. The intent is to shove him back, to create some space between you. But the second your palm makes contact, it’s like the air shifts, and instead of moving him, it’s like you’ve anchored yourself to him.

Goddamn him. Goddamn you for your spineless ass, for not being able to follow through on resisting the temptation that he is.

He smirks wider, clearly reading the war going on behind your eyes. “You were shaking,” he continues, his voice a dark whisper that coils around your insides. “Damn near moaning while you watched me go down on her. Rubbing those thighs together while this pretty ass was in my face as she was sucking my cock.”

His large hand snakes around you, catching you off guard, fingers gripping a handful of your ass and pulling you closer. Your body collides with his, and that’s when you feel it— his erection, hard and insistent, pressing into your stomach. The heat between you flares up to unbearable levels, and you can’t help the small gasp that escapes your lips. His touch sends a jolt of electricity through you, every nerve ending in your body on high alert, buzzing with want.

“You’re delusional,” it’s breathless but you’re still determined to keep some semblance of control. You squirm in his grip, your body betraying your words, the friction making your mind tilt. “You just can’t stand the fact that, for once, a woman isn’t throwing herself at you. That I’m not kissing the ground you walk on or falling to my knees, ready to suck you off.”

His hold tightens briefly, pulling you even closer, and for a second, you wonder if you’ll be able to break free at all. It’s damn near impossible to ignore the ache building between your thighs at this point. But somehow, you manage to slip out of his grip, your body twisting away from his until you’ve backed yourself into the far corner of the elevator.

You can’t breathe. Not properly, anyway. You’ve never felt so on edge, so exposed in such a small space. Every fiber of your being screams at you to keep your distance, to reassert control of the situation, but there’s a part of you— dangerous and impulsive— that wants to step right back into his arms.

Javier doesn’t move, but his eyes stay glued to you, watching your every movement like a predator stalking its prey. The elevator is still locked in place, a silent reminder that you’re trapped here with him until one of you decides to relent. His jaw clenches, and you think he’s going to say something cutting, something to tear you down. But instead, he surprises you.

“You’re right.” His voice is rough, but it carries a weight that’s different from the cocky arrogance he usually hides behind. “I can’t stand it.”

His words hang in the air between you, heavier than you expected. There’s no smirk this time, no sarcastic bite. Just honesty, and it’s a fucking curveball.

You weren’t prepared for him to actually admit it. For once, he’s not trying to fuck with you, not trying to win.

And somehow, that makes it worse.

You swallow hard, the weight of his confession making your heart leap out of your chest.

You don’t know what to say, so instead, you just stand there, staring at him, your body buzzing with a cocktail of adrenaline, lust, and confusion. Because as much as you want to dislike him, as much as you need to dislike him for your own sanity, you can’t deny the way your pussy responds to him. The way your mind keeps pulling you back to that night, to the way he made you feel without even touching you.

“Get over it,” you snap, cutting him off before he can sink any deeper into this conversation. You don’t need to entertain this further. It can’t happen, and it will never happen. The second you fall into bed with him, it’ll be game over. Javier Peña isn’t just a casual fuck— you know deep down he’d be the kind that wraps himself around your soul and doesn’t let go until he’s consumed every inch of you.

The problem is, you’re terrified that you’ll let him. It’s why you’re so dead set on not giving in.

You cross your arms over your chest again, as if trying to shield yourself from the strength in his eyes, the way he seems to reach into your very core with just a look.

You try to focus on anything else— on the fact that you still need to get to the bank, then to your apartment, and finally to your bar shift. You don’t have time for this shit, for the endless back-and-forth with him.

But then he says your name.

The sound of it on his lips makes you close your eyes, every muscle in your body tensing. Damn him. It sounds so fucking sweet, almost reverent, and you know if you make the mistake of looking at him right now— if you see those beautiful, pleading brown eyes— you’ll fold.

He says your name again, softer this time, and the way his voice wraps around each syllable has your resolve teetering on the edge of collapse. “Please, just let me show you how good I can make you feel,” he murmurs, stepping closer, his breath fanning across your cheek. “Just one taste, nena, por favor.”

And for the first time since you met Javier— he’s begging. You never imagined that he, of all people, would beg for anything. But here he is, his voice low and thick with desire, pleading with you to give him just one chance.

You blink your eyes open slowly, trying to process the whirlwind of emotions that have been ignited by his words. The synapses in your brain light up like fucking fireworks, each one triggering a new thought, a new possibility. There’s a moment— a split second— where you picture it.

You imagine his hands on your body, his lips trailing fire down your skin, his mouth between your legs. The image flashes so vividly, so intensely in your mind, that it steals the breath from your lungs.

You can practically feel the way he’d elicit things you’ve been trying to suppress. Your legs go weak just thinking about it, and you have to bite the inside of your cheek to ground yourself, to remember who you are, what this is.

But your cavewoman, horny brain betrays you— racing ahead, picturing every possible outcome. You can’t help but wonder how good it would feel to let him in, just once. How it would be to let him take control, to let him show you, like he’s promising, just how good he can make you feel.

You’re already late getting to the bank. You should be focusing on that, on getting out of this damn elevator and away from him, but your body won’t cooperate. Every part of you is ablaze, screaming at you to just give in.

Javier’s standing there, staring at you with those chocolate eyes, his dark brows drawn together, pouty lips parted just slightly as he waits for you to say something. Anything. He’s laid it all out in front of you, leaving you to make the next move. And fuck, as much as you hate to admit it, you want to. You want to let him pull you into his world, even though you know it’ll consume you. You want to feel his hands on your skin, his mouth everywhere, his name slipping from your lips.

But you can’t.

If you give in now, you’ll never be able to walk away from him, and you can’t afford to let yourself get tangled up in Javier Peña. He’s chaos wrapped in temptation, and once you let him in, there’s no turning back.

You swallow hard, your throat tight as you try to hold on to the last shred of control you have. “Javier,” you whisper, barely able to get the words out. You feel like you’re on the edge of a cliff, teetering between desire and self-preservation. The weight of his gaze presses down on you, and for a moment, you think you might just jump.

But then, with every ounce of willpower you have left, you take a shaky breath, shaking your head and breaking the spell he’s woven around you.

“No,” you say, the word barely above a whisper, but firm enough to anchor you back to reality.

His face falls, the fire in his eyes dimming just a little. You almost regret it, almost, but then you remember who he is. What he does. And you know you made the right choice, even if every part of you is berating otherwise.

You stand there, locked in a silent standoff, both of you doing a piss poor job of pretending like you don’t want to tear each other’s clothes off right here in the elevator.

You’re hoping—no, praying— that he’ll finally let it go. That he’ll stop pushing, stop testing your resolve, and just leave you alone. You’re begging for him to go back to what he does best, to leave you to your job— both of them.

You break eye contact first, glancing down at your watch. You’re definitely not going to make it to your shift on time. Shit. You need to phone your boss and give him a heads up before this gets even worse. But right now, you can’t seem to focus, not with Javier standing there like a Roman statue, immovable and perfect, watching you with that infuriating intensity.

“Now, if you can get the elevator to take us down, I’d really appreciate it,” you say, but the words come out softer than you intended. You hate how small your voice sounds, like you’ve already lost the upper hand, and you mentally slap yourself for it.

But he doesn’t budge. He just stands there, watching you like you’re the most fascinating thing in the world, and it makes you want to scream. His gaze is piercing, boring holes into your entire existence, and it’s taking everything you have not to crumble beneath it.

“Do you really mean that?” He asks as he brings a hand up to smooth down his mustache. There’s a hint of a smirk at the corner of his lips, like he already knows the answer. “Because everything about your body language is screaming otherwise.”

When the fuck did he get so close again? He’s right there, towering over you, and suddenly the air between you feels impossibly thin.

“It’s my fuckin’ job to read a woman’s body,” he continues, his voice growing huskier with each word. “And you know what yours is telling me right now?”

Your pulse quickens, your heart slamming against your ribcage, and you can’t find the words to respond. You don’t trust yourself to speak— not when his presence is drowning you in your own body.

He leans in, lips so close to your ear that his breath almost has you fainting. “It’s telling me that you want it.”

Your stomach flips, every nerve ending in your body coming alive as his curved nose barely grazes your skin. The touch is featherlight, but it sends electricity straight to your cunt. You grip the railing behind you like a lifeline, your knuckles flushed as goosebumps ripple across your skin.

Javier’s smirk deepens, the asshole clearly enjoying the effect he’s having on you. “Stop fighting it, pretty girl,” he murmurs, his voice like velvet, his hand sliding down the length of your figure in a way that feels too natural, too right. “Let me show you how good I can make you feel…”

You should stop him. You should. But you don’t. You can’t. His hands are on you now, moving with a confidence that’s impossible to resist. One large hand finds its way to your tit, groping it gently through the thin fabric of your tank top, and you gasp, the sound escaping your lips before you can stop it. Your body fails you, head falling back against the elevator wall, your chest arching into his touch.

The way his hand moves, so sure, so practiced, has your resistance crumbling, piece by piece.

“That’s it,” he whispers, his lips brushing against your neck, peppering soft, teasing kisses along your sensitive skin. “Barely done a thing and you’re already gone.”

Your mind is spinning, your resolve completely undone as you melt under his touch. Every kiss, every graze of his lips against your neck feels like it’s unraveling the last bit of control you have. His body is pressed up against yours, and you can feel his erection through his jeans again, the hard (pun intended) evidence of just how much he wants you.

God help you, it feels too good to resist.

You sigh, a low, breathy sound that’s equal parts surrender and relief. His lips trail lower, his hand still groping your breast, and you let him. You let him because you’ve been fighting this for too long, and right now, you just want to feel something.

Javier grins against your neck, his breath hot on your skin as he pulls you even closer, his voice hoarse in your ear. “Told you,” he says, his tone dripping with satisfaction. “I knew you wanted this.”

You don’t respond. There’s nothing left to say. You’ve given in, you’ll figure out how to pick up the pieces later, but right now? Right now, you’re letting yourself fall apart.

It’s like your whole body just deflates against his, sinking into the solid warmth of him as if all the fight has finally drained out of you. You’re giving him the green light, and he knows it. The grunt that escapes his throat is guttural, and you feel the weight of his palm pressing harder against your chest, his thumb and pointer finger expertly pinching your now hardened nipple through the fabric of your tank top.

“After this,” he murmurs, voice rough with restraint, “if you don’t want me anymore, I’ll leave you alone.” His words are punctuated by a sharp tug at your nipple that sends a surge of arousal straight between your legs. Then his hand moves, sliding up to cradle your jaw with a surprising gentleness. He tilts your head so that your eyes meet his, forcing you to look at him— forcing you to really see him. “You have my word.”

You search his eyes, not entirely sure what you’re looking for— honesty, maybe? A hint of something real beyond the heat of the moment? Whatever it is, you can’t find the words to respond, so you just nod weakly, your breath bated.

Javier smiles at that, a slow, predatory grin, and he leans in as if to kiss you. But you stop him, your hand pressing against his sternum with just enough force to halt him in his tracks.

“No kissing,” you say, your voice more resolute than you feel. “You said one taste, so get to it.” You’re setting boundaries, trying to keep some semblance of control in this situation. No kissing, no fucking— just head. That’s all this will be. He’ll get a taste of you, and you’ll finally get a taste of what all the hype is about. Then it’ll be over, and you’ll go your separate ways. That’s the deal.

His frown deepens, a flicker of disappointment crossing his features, like he’s not used to anyone telling him no in any capacity. But it’s brief, because he’s not about to take the proverbial bone you’ve thrown him for granted. He agrees in his own way, pivoting without protest, his mouth returning to your neck like he’s already forgotten the attempt to kiss you.

Now that the rules are clear, you allow yourself to let your guard down— just a little. It’s not like your sex life has been riveting lately, and truth be told, you can’t even remember the last time a partner went down on you willingly. At least you’re getting something out of this fucked-up little arrangement, and for now, that’s enough.

He kisses and licks a line down your throat, his stubble scraping deliciously against the sensitive flesh. You sigh, your breath hitching as you feel his hands roaming your body with a confidence that should piss you off but doesn’t.

His rough palms map out your curves like he’s trying to commit every inch of you to memory. He’s groping, squeezing, learning you in a way that makes you feel like you’re his personal discovery.

The warmth of his breath, the skill in his movements— it’s intoxicating. You can’t help but respond, your hips shifting, your body bending instinctively toward him when one hand slides up under your shirt, fingertips brushing the underside of your breast.

He’s good at this, you’ll give him that. Too damn good. It’s almost like he’s a fucking pornstar.

You hate that you’re enjoying it so much, hate that you’re already melting under his touch like some lovesick fool.

“Don’t overthink it,” he murmurs against your skin, feeling the nerves radiating off of you.

His touch lingers as he reaches the button on your denim shorts, undoing it with a flick of his fingers before pulling down the zipper, slow and deliberate.

“You and these damn shorts…” you hear him say, more to himself than to you. His voice is gruff, frustrated, like he’s been waging a silent battle against his own restraint. He hooks his fingers into the waistband and tugs them down over your hips, watching as the fabric slides off your skin. You step out of them, standing there in nothing but your underwear, top and sneakers, exposed in ways you hadn’t intended to be when you walked into that office earlier today.

His brows shoot up, and you feel the heat rush to your cheeks. Of course, it’s laundry day. Of course, you’re left wearing your least practical pair of underwear— this skimpy, lacy purple number you hardly ever break out. The delicate string disappears between the cheeks of your ass, and the sheer front does little to conceal the soft tuft of hair just below your navel.

And he’s drinking it all in.

“Fuckin’ hell, nena,” he breathes, his voice filled with a mixture of awe and lust. His eyes flick back up to yours, dark and hungry. “You always walkin’ around like this?” His hands grip your hips, and before you can even formulate a response, he’s sinking to his knees in front of you, taking his sweet ass time, like this is some kind of worship.

“No, I—” Your voice is breathy, your heartbeat pounding in your ears. “I had to do laundry today…” It’s all you can manage, barely coherent as his lips begin pressing soft, teasing kisses to the inside of your knee.

He throws one of your legs over his shoulder, steadying you, his fingers gripping your thigh with enough pressure to leave you keening. You brace yourself against the elevator railing, your body tense with anticipation, your mind a chaotic swirl of logic and lust. You barely notice as the check you came here for flutters to the floor beside you, forgotten.

Don’t forget to deposit that, the reasonable part of your brain chimes in, but you tell that bitch to shut up because Javier Peña is currently on his knees in font of you, about to take you on the ride of your fucking life, and you’re nowhere near strapped in.

His head is tilted up, lips brushing dangerously close to where you want him most, and all rational thought is slipping through your fingers like sand.

He looks up at you then, his dark eyes glinting with something wicked, and your breath catches again. You don’t know how to feel about any of this anymore. There’s a line you swore you wouldn’t cross, but now that he’s right there, so close to giving you what you’ve craved for longer than you care to admit, it’s hard to remember why you drew that line in the first place.

Javier’s lips graze the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, and a quiet moan escapes your lips before you can stop it. He smirks against your skin, his fingers tracing a slow path up your leg, sending shivers coursing through you. “Relax, bonita,” he murmurs, voice thick with desire. “I’ll take care of you.”

You want to tell him to hurry up, to stop teasing, but all that comes out is a shaky exhale as his hands part your thighs wider, positioning you exactly how he wants you. His grip is firm, possessive, and for a moment, you wonder if you’ll survive whatever it is he’s about to do to you.

You don’t even have time to dwell on the thought before his mouth is on you, lips pressing a lingering kiss over the thin fabric of your panties. The sudden pressure sends a shockwave through your body, and your eyes fall closed, surrendering to the moment. His tongue teases the fabric, nudging against your already soaked cunt, and you can feel the wetness seeping through the lace. He hums low in his throat, savoring the first taste of you.

“These are so pretty. Don’t think I’ll take ’em off.”

He hooks his fingers into the delicate fabric and pulls it aside, exposing you to him completely. The cool air hits your slick folds, a contrast to the heat of his breath as he hovers just inches away. He’s staring, taking you in, and when he curses under his breath, it’s like he’s caught off guard by how badly he wants this. Wants you.

“Fuck,” he mutters, as he drags his nose up and down the length of your wet slit. The touch is maddeningly light, just enough to make you clench involuntarily, your body reacting without permission. More of your slick leaks out of your pussy, a response to the subtle stimulation, and you grip the elevator railing tighter to keep yourself from falling with how weak your knees get.

Javier flattens his tongue, delivering a slow, deliberate lick from your entrance to your clit, and it’s like your entire body ignites at once. You throw your head back, a ragged cry of his name ripping from your throat as your hips buck instinctively, searching for more of him, more of that friction that feels like pure electricity.

He’s not done, though. Not even close. One hand snakes around your thighs, strong and sure. His middle and pointer fingers spread you open, forming an upside-down V, and then he does something so filthy, so perfectly Javier— he spits directly onto your exposed pussy.

The sound alone could get you off, but the sensation is something else entirely. His saliva mixes with your slick, making everything wetter, hotter, and you feel like you’re unraveling before he’s even truly begun. A series of high-pitched moans spill from your lips as he latches his mouth onto your cunt, sucking and licking with a precision that has your entire being quaking.

Lips, tongue, teeth—he’s using everything he has, dragging you deeper into a haze of pleasure where nothing exists but the heat coiling in your belly, tightening with every flick. He’s devouring you, utterly relentless, and it’s too much but not enough, all at once. Every nerve ending is on fire, your thighs trembling as you fight to keep your balance. His grip on your leg tightens, keeping you locked in place, helpless to do anything but take what he’s giving.

“Fuck, baby,” he groans, pulling back for just a moment, leaning his cheek against your inner thigh. His face is glistening, covered in your arousal, but his eyes are dark and hungry, never straying from your face. “With noises like that and a pussy this pretty— you’d be a fucking sight on camera.”

His words send another jolt through you, dirty and wrong and so fucking hot that you nearly forget how to breathe. He nips at the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, leaving faint marks in his wake, before diving back in with that skilled tongue of his. He’s a man with something to prove, alternating between broad strokes and tight circles, zeroing in on your fleshy clit with a precision that makes your head spin.

It’s obscene, the way he’s working you over, all these years spent years perfecting this art, but there’s a rawness to it too, a desperation like he can’t get enough of you. You’re soaked, dripping onto his face, and he laps it up like a man starved, the sounds of his mouth slurping against your wetness filling the small space around you. Your moans are louder now, more desperate, each one pushing you closer to that edge where you’re not sure if you’ll survive the fall.

His fingers tighten on your thigh again, and then he’s dragging them lower, inching toward your entrance as his tongue flicks mercilessly against your clit. When he slips two fingers inside you, curling them just right, you nearly scream. The combination of his mouth and his fingers is enough to send you spiraling, your legs trembling uncontrollably as you arch into him.

“So fuckin’ tight,” he grunts when he pulls away to get a good look at your beautiful face and how you look when he’s making you feel like you’re on top of the world. It’s enough to get him to latch onto your clit, sucking on it harshly.

“God, Javier,” you gasp, your voice shaky, barely coherent. You can’t think, can’t form any rational thought, not with the way he’s pulling you apart, piece by piece, until there’s nothing left but the pleasure.

“Let go,” he growls against you, the vibrations of his voice sending shockwaves through your core. “I’ve got you, nena. Just let go.”

And with that, the dam breaks. You’re coming hard, hips jerking wildly as waves of pleasure crash over you, your entire body shaking with the force of it. He doesn’t stop, doesn’t let up for a second, working you through it with that relentless mouth until you’re gasping for air, hands clenching at the railing so hard you’re surprised it hasn’t snapped.

Your vision blurs, your mind goes blank, and all you can do is hold on as Javier takes you on the ride of your life, just like you knew he would.

You don’t know how long it takes you to come back into your body after letting him take the reins for a little. You’re trembling, legs weak and body heavy against the cool metal wall of the elevator. He’s still on his knees, knuckle-deep inside you, lazily curling them as if savoring every last second.

His mouth trails soft, teasing kisses across your soaked panties, and the tenderness of the act startles you, nearly pulling you under again. But then he withdraws his fingers, slipping them into his mouth with an almost obscene groan, tasting you one last time as if to commit your flavor to memory. He carefully adjusts your underwear back into place.

Javier stands to his full height, your leg falling from his shoulder, towering over you. His hand comes to rest lightly on your waist as if to steady you. “You okay?”

You nod, though your bones feel like jelly. Your eyes stay closed as you try to gather yourself, forcing yourself back into reality, back into the woman who doesn’t fold like a house of cards for her co-worker. You bend down to retrieve your shorts and check from the floor, fingers fumbling with the zipper as you button yourself back up. He presses the button to resume the elevator, the gears shifting as you’re slowly carried back to the main floor.

And just like that, it hits you. It happened. You’ve came on Javier’s tongue and fingers. You swore it wouldn’t— swore up and down that he was nothing more than a nuisance at work, a distraction you wouldn’t let get to you. But here you are, post-orgasm, in a goddamn public elevator, of all places, with the man who was supposed to be just a headache.

“Hope you got your fix because it’s never happening again,” you mutter, trying to summon the biting edge to your words, almost like you’re trying to convince yourself as much as him.

Javier just smirks, that infuriating glint back in his eyes like he already knows better, but he doesn’t push it. Not now.

The elevator doors slide open with a sharp ding, and the scene before you is worse than any nightmare you could’ve concocted in the heat of the moment. Two firefighters, the building manager, and— of course because why the hell not— Steve Murphy are standing there with varying degrees of shock and amusement.

You can see the moment Steve takes it all in— your flushed cheeks, the slightly mussed state of your clothes, Javier standing just a bit too close to you. His blue eyes narrow, then widen, and then he breaks into a shit-eating grin so wide you could slap it right off his face.

“Well, well, well,” Steve drawls, barely containing his laughter. “What do we have here?”

Your stomach sinks. Not again.

Javier, ever the cocky bastard, simply raises an eyebrow and slides his hands into his pockets, all cool nonchalance like he hasn’t just been between your thighs minutes earlier. “Just crapped out on us randomly,” he says smoothly, and you want to strangle him for the audacity.

Steve chuckles, shaking his head as if he’s in on some big joke that only you and Javier are the punchline for. And as you step past him, cheeks burning, all you can think is that this will never, ever happen again.

But even as you repeat it to yourself, a small part of you— the part still buzzing from the memory of Javier’s mouth— wonders if you’re lying.

#need them 5ever #javier peña smut #javier peña x you #javier peña x reader #pedro pascal #javier pena smut #javier pena x reader #javier pena fic #javier pena narcos #javier pena fanfiction #javier peña fic #javier pena fanfic #javier peña fanfiction #javier pena x you #javier peña narcos #pedro pascal smut

788 notes · View notes

leclercsainzz · 1 year ago

Text

ILLICIT AFFAIRS PART 3

PAIRINGS: lando norris x ex!gf / tom blyth x reader

TYPE: social media au

WARNING: // cheating implied

part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5

yourusername

liked by hunterschafer, carmenmmundt and 688,294 others

yourusername: xoxo

view 4,810 comments

user: side profile >>>

user: she’s gorgeous 😩😩😩

hunterschafer: sooo fine 😍

hunterschafer: you’re unreal, i swear

↳ yourusername: *kisses* 😘😘

user: tom’s one lucky dude

↳ user: lando*

↳ user: tom* i said what i said, babe:)

landonorris: my gorgeous girl 😍

↳ user: you mean our*

↳ user: actually, he meant tom’s*

user: babe, you’re the definition of perfect 😩

↳ yourusername: you are 💗

lilymhe: myyyy godddd 😍😍😍

tomblyth: 😳 gossip girl, is that you?

↳ yourusername: does this confirm you’ve watched gg?

↳ tomblyth: aside from that one episode you and hunter made me watch, noooo

user: my oh myyy 😍

user: MOTHER 😍😍😍

user: beauty

user: it’s the way she responds to tom’s comment but not lando who happens to be her boyfriend …..

user: so are you and tom having an affair ???

carlossainz55: peek a boo, i see you

↳ yourusername: oohh no, you’ve found me:( bummer

↳ user: carlos?? 😭😭😭

user: not even lando makes her smile this much anymore

user: REJECT ME SO I CAN MOVE ON, PLZ 😭😭😭

oscarpiastri: hellooo 👋🏼

↳ yourusername: ‘ello, mate

user: lando gets no response?? that’s crazyyy

user: pov lucy gray after she escaped coriolanus

zendaya: 😍😍😍

user: our beautiful lucy gray frrr ❤️

user: everyone getting a reply but lando

user: she’s ALWAYS flirting with tom???? like???

↳ user: he flirts with her too??? it’s not just her???

user: i feel for lando, fr 😔😔😔

user: if she doesn’t respond to my comment that means she’s secretly hooking up with tom

↳ user: me when i’m delusional

oliviarodrigo: you’re gorggg 😍😍

↳ yourusername: thank you, ml 😘 you’re gorgeous too

user: OBSESSED with you, omg!!! 😩😩😩

user: so fine and for what??

user: 😍😍😍😩😩😩

user: my favorite person ever 🫶🏼

user: where’d you buy that dress???

user: 😍😍

user: she’s so pretty wtf

user: @tomblyth babe, i see it! i’d be after her too 😍😍

user: tom secretly to yn: “break up with your boyfriend”

↳ user: ya’ll play too much 😭😭😭

user: lando’s gonna BURST out one day, i swear

↳ user: he’s gonna come for all of us 🤣

imessage

yourusername

liked by tomblyth, francisca.cgomes and 698,831 others

yourusername: i swear i don’t love the drama, it loves me

view 6,846 comments

user: MOTHER IS QUOTING “I DID SOMETHING BAD” AND “ENDGAME”?!!??

user: yn in her reputation era???

user: my favorite cheater 😒😒😒

francisca.cgomes: 😍😍😍😍 OBSESSED, omggg

user: this is def about the whole lando cheating situation

↳ user: she cheated first tho????

hunterschafer: 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

hunterschafer: FUCK IT UP 😍

↳ yourusername: i love youuu, my loveee ❤️

lilymhe: i’m in love with you, my godddd 😩

taylorswift: 😍😍😍

↳ user: MOTHER COMMENTED OMG AOALAPS

maxverstappen1: fun fact: i like that song

landnorris: 😍😍

↳ user: the audacity

↳ user: not him commenting

user: idk if lando’s the stupid one for fumbling or if tom’s the lucky one now that he gets to have her???

↳ user: you’re acting as if she’s a game of some kind

user: idk why you’re “upset” when you cheated first 🙄

user: shE’S in her reputation era!! i’m HErE FOR IT!!

tomblyth: you’re fancy, huh? 🤔

↳ yourusername: you could say i’ve been dressing for revenge

↳ user: OMG OMG

user: i just know lando’s crying after losing this baddie

user: funny how she’s the one who cheated on lando and acting like the victim, lmaoooo

↳ yourusername: how about you don't speak unless you know what you're talking about? 😊

↳ user: U TELL HER, YES!!!!

↳ user: yn ain’t playing no more

user: lando fumble this baddie and now it’s tom’s era!!

user: @tomblyth THIS IS YOUR CHANCE!!!

user: girl bffr yk damn well you started all this when you started sleeping around with tom while having a boyfriend

user: she’s the biggest swiftie i know, makes me love her more

user: she cheated on lando and now that lando supposedly “cheated” she wants to act like the victim 😂 honey, get a life

↳ tomblyth: how about YOU get a fucken life rather than comment on a situation you don’t know shit on

↳ user: YES BABE, STAND UP FOR YOUR GIRL

↳ user: say iT louder!!!! 👏🏼

user: the way tom defends her, i love them!!! 😩😩

user: lord 😍😍😍

user: i wanna be yn so bad 😩

carlossainz55: en tu era de reputación, no?

see translation: in your reputation era, no?

oscarpiastri: slayyyyyyy (did i do that right?)

user: queen behavior!!

user: that’s mother right there 😍😍😍

imessage

lando.jpg

liked by oscarpiastri, danielricciardo and 365,830 others

lando.jpg: yea yea 🖕🏼

view 3,109 comments

user: lando being shady in his jpg account??!? 👀

user: wait- i’m confused asf

user: are lando and yn still together??? 😭😭

yourusername: 😘😘

↳ user: PARENTS!!!

↳ user: mom commented!!!

user: is she lowkey being shady by commenting “😘” or??

↳ user: it seems genuine but at the same time shady?? idk how to explain it lmao

user: yn and lando being messy? orrrrr???

user: guys it’s just a caption, omg 🙄🙄🙄🙄

luisinhaoliveira99: 🤩🤩🤩

↳ user: what is she doing here?? 😬 isn’t she the one who was seen with lando in those pics???

user: DRAMA??? I LOVE DRAMA OMg

user: yn was so real when she said “i don’t love drama, it loves me” bc??????

user: he has all the right to be shady

user: shady lando >>>

user: tag her, babe, don’t be scared

user: @yourusername @yourusername @yourusername @yourusername @yourusername

user: my unbothered king ❤️

↳ user: he seems pretty bothered to me, babes

user: oh damnnn 🫢🫢🫢🫢 drama

user: things better be good between you and yn, i swear 😭😭

user: before everyone starts blaming yn or lando, ya’ll gotta remember we don’t know what happened between them

user: i NEED to know what happened!!!!!

user: why blame lando or yn???!?!? let’s all just collectively agree that it was tom’s fault

user: i would be mad if i lost the baddest bitch too

user: i never thought i’d see lando throwing shade back at yn from his jpg account 😭😭😭

↳ user: no frrrr 😩 but then again it doesn’t surprise me bc he dedicated this account to yn way before all this shit happened

user: they’re so messy, omg

user: @yourusername DRAG HIS ASS QUEEN

user: @tomblyth come defend your girl, bro

carlossainz55: pobrecito el niño 🤣

see translation: poor little boy

comment has been deleted

user: i thought i saw a comment by carlos ????

↳ user: same, omg! i think my shit’s glitching

user: keep your head up, king ❤️❤️ you deserve better

user: i hope him and yn aren’t fighting 😭😭 i cant take it

user: yn commented kissing emojis so i’ll take that as them being happy together (yes, im delulu) 🤪😜😜🤪🤪😜😎😎

user: yn will get her karma, don’t worry

yourusername

liked by carlossainz55, taylorswift and 689,879 others

yourusername: your loss babe 💋

view 5,019 comments

user: is the caption a shade towards lando???

hunterschafer: you’re actually soo hot 😮‍💨

lilymhe: just fell on my knees, my goddd 😩

user: post break up glow up is real 😍😍😍

user: patiently waiting on lando’s comment

user: LIVING FOR YN’S REPUTATION ERA OMG

alexandrasaintmleux: the prettiest 😍

tomblyth: oohh wow

↳ yourusername: 🤭🤭

↳ user: i need them to date!!!

user: MOMMY 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

user: she’s so fine, oml 😮‍💨

isahernaez: dios mío 😍

see translation: my god

↳ yourusername: ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

songbirdsandsnakes: ❤️❤️

user: serving as always!!! 😍😍😍

user: gorgggg

user: that’s why tom’s the better man

joshandresrivera: you’re too cool for the world! 🤩

↳ yourusername: you said it, not me 😜

user: call him out, babe! show him what he’s missing

user: @landonorris

user: you’re unreal 😩

user: dO one better and get with tom!

charlottesiine: 😍😍😍

user: i love her friendship with the wags/ex wags ❤️

user: pretty girl

user: definitely his loss babe!!

user: yk what they say? one man’s loss is another man’s gain

itselenaberri: my oh my 😮‍💨

user: MOTHER IS SERVING AS ALWAYS!! 😍😍😍😍

user: 😍😍😍😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😩❤️❤️❤️😩😩😩

user: reputation era (yn’s version)

user: am i the only one waiting for lando to comment?? even though i know damn well he ain’t gonna comment

user: brown looks so good on you 😩😩

user: SLAYYYYYYYYY 😍😍😍😍

yourusername

liked by joshandresrivera, landonorris and 682,830 others

yourusername: fun times w/ some of my favorite ppl;) ❤️

view 5,028 comments

user: DYLAN AND YN??!? A DUO I DIDNT KNOW I NEEDED

user: sHe’s back with tom, yayyy!!

user: in her slay era, indeed!

user: is that lando????

tomblyth: slayyyyyyyy

↳ yourusername: slayyyyy, bbyyyyy

↳ user: “bby” 😭😭

user: lando continues losing on and off track as always

user: ONE MANS LOSS IS ANOTHER MANS GAIN, ONE MANS LOSS IS ANOTHER MANS GAIN, ONE MANS LOSS IS ANOTHER MANS GAIN, REMEMBER THAT

user: is that lando in the fourth slide????

user: lando liked this post so i’m gonna believe that’s him in the blue hoodie (i’m delusional, i know) 🤪🤪🤪

↳ user: it’s okay, babe, i’m with you

user: DYLAN AND TOM?? you’re winning 😭😭😭

user: yn ln, my best friend ❤️❤️

hunterschafer: slayyy bestie 😘

↳ yourusername: 😘😘😘😘

hunterschafer: i spy with my little eyes mr tom blyth

joshandresrivera: cute 😘 @tomblyth

user: I CHOOSE TO BELIEVE THATS LANDO

user: @landonorris mate, is that you?

oscarpiastri: am i still one of your favs? 🥺

↳ yourusername: always!!

↳ carlossainz55: after me, that is

↳ yourusername: 🤫

user: i Can take all three of them, idc

user: thomas meeting lucky gray and coryo when???

↳ user: coryo ain’t gonna be too happy about this

user: living for yn’s slayyyyyyy era 🤩

↳ yourusername: 🩷

user: missed seeing tom on her page, omg

user: idk who i love more tom??? dylan??? or yn????

user: everyone’s talking about tom and dylan but what about lenny????? show my boy some appreciation!!!!

user: gUys!! i haVe a theory! after lucy gray left coriolanus in the forest, she escaped and found thomas 😲😲😲

↳ yourusername: 😮😮 how’d do you know, omgg??

↳ tomblyth: ooooh??? we’re officially done

↳ user: i absolutely love these two, i cant 😭😭😭❤️❤️

user: the maze runner x the hunger games crossover?

↳ user: we sha’ll call it the maze games

user: my fav duo!! ��️❤️❤️ #yntom

user: yntom nation rise, iT’s our turn now!!!

user: dylan, omg 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

would it be a bad idea if i made a pt 4?

taglist:

@tomblyth-tsunoda @love4josh @dudde-44 @coconut-dreamz @newlifeforus @loxbbg @dakotali @f1footballluvverr @mountmaason19 @poppyflower-22 @magical-spit @nazm145 @nikolaros22 @sincerlymatakorama @36babyg @bucket-of-fanfiction @gyunheat @millyswife @onlyrealjoy @ocyeanicc @sarah-thatstings-ann @ushygushybaby @shrimpybbq @reyfolks @earth-to-lottie @smugrogerina @jenniferrvsesi @aleidag1rly @charlesswife @sheluvsf1 @omgsuperstarg @krispy-r @lwritesstuff @eutrizbea @psychiceaglepeach @theseerbetweenus @wotcherpeak @wonwoospartyhat

2K notes · View notes

letstalkaboutfandomsbaby · 3 years ago

Note

Ma'am, Nanami Kento just fucking infatuated with chubby/fat reader, pls 🤲🏼

Just him fantasizing about how he wants to live between their thick soft thighs and lay his forehead on that FUPA and hold their belly while he eats them out or fucks them so hard that they are drooling and sobbing 😭

Pls Ma'am, just a few headcanons pls 🙏🏼

ANONNNNNNN BABYYYYY YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I CRAVE NANAMI/CHUBBY READER CONTENT, OF COURSE I WILL MAKE SOME FOR YOU

Imma do fem reader since you mentioned fupa :3 also gonna put this below a read more bc jesus its gonna be long skksks

Nanami Kento x chubby fem reader coming up 💕

CW: fluff and smut, thats pretty much it sksksk, creampies, oral (male and female receiving)

Ok lets get one thing straight right off the bat

Nanami is whipped for chubby ppl

AND HE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW UNTIL HE SAW YOU

Its not like Japan is crawling with fat people

And don't get him wrong, he's not a full blown chubby chaser

He's dated skinny/average sized ppl before and it was fine, but nothing extravagant or especially memorable

But once he sees you?

Oh shit, he is fucked

I imagine he meets you at a café

He's heard about this place before and its a bit out of the way but he'd like to try it

He walks in and hears a cheery "Hellooo~" from the counter and good god, his heart almost stops when he sees you

He doesn't mean to stare, honest

BUT JESUS FUCK YOU'RE STUNNING???

Your wide hips, your waist cinched by your apron, your tits pressing firmly against it and peeking out the sides, jesus he hasn't even seen your thighs yet but he just knows he wants to live between them-

Oh shit you're talking to him

You're asking him how he's doing today and oh god you have the cutest smile spread across your round face

He just wants to cup your plump cheeks while he kisses you

BUT HE'S GOTTA FOCUS

He's here for coffee and these pastries Gojo has been babbling about for days

He struggles to look straight at you (bc he knows he'll just get distracted again), and he stumbles over his words a bit but you're so patient and sweet and shit he's never believed in love at first sight but this is pretty fucking close

He really wants to stay and enjoy his food while he stares at you across the room, but sadly he has to leave

He hates that he has to leave god damn it why the fuck does he have to work why tf does capitalism exist work is shit

But then he comes back on a Saturday and sits with a book while he enjoys his meal and steals glances at you from across the room

He becomes a regular, showing up every Saturday around 10am for a coffee and a pastry, taking a seat near the back, giving him the perfect view into the little coffee shop kiosk where you work

He's ashamed of it, but he cant stop looking at you

You are literally so pretty and you're not even trying! Wtf!

He loves watching you make drinks and take orders and bend over, giving him the perfect view of your ass jesus christ-

You two get to know each other a bit better and he is definitely falling for you 🥺

Like yes you're the most gorgeous person he's ever seen but you're? So nice? And compassionate? And sweet? Like all he wants to do is scoop you up and whisk you away someplace so he can treat you like the queen you are 💕

And then one day he sees you squat behind the counter and take a bite out of a sandwich you snuck in

You pop back up, covering your mouth as you chew but then realize you've been caught and you start giggling, putting a finger to your lips, silently asking him to keep it a secret

His heart is literally pounding in his chest but he mirrors your action, his index finger resting against his lips and he swears he can see you blush before you give him your signature sweet smile

Okay that's it, if he doesn't ask you out its gonna haunt him for the rest of his life

He ends up asking you out to dinner, and he almost passes out when you agree

He keeps it well hidden behind his stoic façade but inside he's SCREAMING

Takes you to one of his favorite restaurants (which is also hella fancy bc god damnit you fucking deserve it)

He insists on picking you up bc you're a queen and he wants to treat you like one

When he sees you in a flirty short dress, he gets half hard skksks

He cant help it! Your thighs just look so delectable peeking out from the bottom of the dress and the low cut makes your tits look so good and holy fuck the way the short sleeves squeeze around the fat of your arms has him practically drooling

Does he show any of this? Of course not, he's too professional for that.

"You look lovely," he'll say with a smile, hoping that you wont notice the slight tent forming in his pants

You go to the restaurant and feel a little out of place (you're a little underdressed and everyone looks so good and you just feel kinda :/ about the whole thing), but that thought quickly fades when Nanami places a hand on your waist and brings you a bit closer

"Our table is over here."

Of course he reserved a fucking table the smooth bastard

Tbh Nanami is using this date as a bit of a test

Yes, he is mesmerized by your body and he thinks you're so so sweet

But are you a foodie like him? Are you restrictive with your diet or do you indulge yourself the way he thinks you should (bc honestly you're incredible and you shouldn't hold yourself back from enjoying yourself just bc you're insecure about your weight)

Once he sees your adorable chipmunk cheeks and the hearts in your eyes as you mumble through chewing "'s sho good!", he knows you're the one

He pays for dinner (don't you dare try to pay, he'll hold your purse above his head so you can't get to your wallet, he doesn't care) and takes you home

Although he would love to kiss you on the lips, he wants to be a gentleman

Proceeds to grab your hand in his large one holy shit your hands are so soft and press a kiss to the back of it

He loves how flustered you get from it

"I'd love to do this again sometime, if that's something you're agreeable to."

UHHHHHHHH OF COURSE YOU'RE AGREEABLE TO IT 🥴

Soon enough yall are going steady and Nanami has never been happier

Most dates are revolved around food (going to restaurants, cafes, picnics with charcuterie boards that he made for you, etc.) bc it's honestly his love language and also who doesn't like food dates?

But he also likes taking you to bookstores and museums and he tries to focus on the place you're at but you always wear the cutest outfits and he can't help but stare at you more than the thing you came there for

His favorite dates are when you stay in and cook dinner together and just relax in your casual clothes

There's just something so soft and domestic about it that makes him want to wife you up and take care of you

Lowkey the biggest simp you will ever meet but honestly who wouldn't simp for a goddess like you? It's what you deserve 😌💕

He doesn't rush anything; he'll go at whatever pace you want bc he's just so grateful to have you in his life

It is kinda hard to hold himself back when you wear revealing clothing, but he's a strong-willed individual and gets through it

So what if he jerks off later on when he's alone, thinking about the short-shorts you were wearing and how you bent over right in front of him-

BASICALLY perfect boyfriend material

He buys a few XXL shirts and sweaters for himself so you can steal them from him

He usually wears them once or twice around you and sprays plenty of his cologne on them before you sneak into his closet and take em

He likes seeing you in his clothes and having you smell like him

He might've also asked what perfume you wear so he can spray it on his pillow but he will never admit to it

Just a big ole simp who would do anything for his sweet chubby girlfriend 💕

But lately you've been dropping hints that you want to go a bit further...

You've started sitting on his lap more during movie nights, pushing your body against his when you don't really need to be so close, moaning a bit louder when the two of you make out

He's trying to be a respectful boyfriend, really he is

He doesn't want to make the first move and accidentally make you uncomfortable bc that would be shitty and that's the last thing he wants to do

But jesus christ it's hard to hold back when you are literally so fucking perfect and sweet and he just wants to worship you-

So he suffers in silence for a bit sksksk

But then one day you're like "so when are you gonna dick me down?"

And all composure just flies out the window

This man legitimately drags you to his bedroom (or yours, depending on where you are)

Get ready for the heaviest petting while you two make out on his bed

No seriously, those big ass hands are gonna go everywhere he's wanted to touch

Tits, belly, ass, thighs: any place that he's avoided touching is now fair game to him (as long as you're comfortable with it)

He gets you out of the baggy shirt you were wearing, groaning when he sees that you weren't wearing a bra (of course you were planning for this)

Literally buries himself in your chest

Face in your cleavage, a hand on each titty, just groaning into your skin as he fondles you

He'll give your tits plenty of attention: massaging, licking, sucking, pinching, biting

You are covered in love bites once he's done, and he looks so fucking proud of himself

He'll urge you to lie down on the bed, kissing down to your stomach, marveling at how soft and plush it is

Sure, he's touched you lightly there before, but he never imagined how warm and soft you'd be against his calloused hands

Palms at your fat, leaving sweet kisses over your skin, nibbling at it gently

He is literally so smitten with you jesus christ-

Next are your pants and underwear which are both pulled down at the same time

When i tell you this man is awestruck by your pussy, i mean that he legit stares at it for a full minute, drool pooling around his mouth

He loves the way your pussy looks

No, seriously, he's never seen a prettier pussy in his life

Your FUPA is so soft? Like that little extra pudge with your pubic hair is just so squishy and pleasant against his palm and he cant help but squeezing it before he pushes your legs further apart

YOUR PUSSY LIPS, don't even get him started-

He loves how chubby your outer lips are and how they practically engulf your labia and keep it hidden

He hooks his thumbs over your lips and pulls them apart so he can see you clearly and good god he's never been so turned on by such a simple action

He doesn't know why he finds it so hot, but just having to open you up so he can see you is so satisfying

It's like opening a present, it's so exciting and invigorating for him

This cheeky bastard makes you hold your legs back so he can hold your lips open and eat you out

And he goes to town

No fr, he acts like he's parched and you're the only source of water for 30 miles

Loves sucking your lips into his mouth and tugging them with him as he pulls back and loves the moans that come with the action

This man straight up latches his mouth onto your clit for an hour, at least 2 fingers pumping into you and pushing against your g-spot the whole time

His free hand would go exploring, squeezing and palming at every inch of you he could reach

His favorite place to hold onto is your tummy bc he loves feeling it shake beneath his hand while you struggle to stay still

Close second is your thighs bc good lord they are delicious and he would not be upset if you cracked his head open with them-

He moans so fucking loud when you grab a fistful of his hair and pull him closer to you

Having you mess up his neat hair and forcing him into you makes him so horny

Like 'yes fuck please smother me with your pussy good god thats all i want-'

He is so fucking turned on from eating you out that he actually cums in his pants 😳

He's a bit embarrassed by it but that feeling goes away the minute you tell him that you think it's hot that he's so aroused by you

And that just gets him hard again and he just goes back to eating you out

Will not stop until he gets that creamy white cum to drip out of you, and he drinks it up gladly

Finally comes up, wiping the cum on the side of his mouth and sucking it off, eyes dark

Oh, he is gonna beat your pussy up

He undresses so fast and just kicks his clothes somewhere, doesn't matter where since he's gonna be too busy diving into your cunt to care

He rushes to put the condom on and ends up snapping the elastic on him which fucking hurts, but you pull him down to you and give him kisses so he feels all better 🥰

And baby, when I tell you this man thinks he died and went to heaven once he slips his cock into your cunt

Jesus CHRIST you feel good

He's not a gynecologist, he doesn't know shit about vaginas, but he's certain that your pussy feels so much better than others bc you're chubby

Like he thinks your vagina is chubbier too which makes it softer thats not how science works bby but whatever makes you feel better

Oh, and if you were overwhelmed when he was eating you out?

Ahahaaa

Just get ready for when he finally fucks you

This man goes fucking feral

No, seriously, just turns into a wild animal

He'll be grabbing onto your hips and thighs so hard that the indents turn into bruises the next day

"Holy shit, Y/N, you feel so fucking good"

He's trying to be gentle, truly he is, but you're just so soft and warm and tight jesus christ he's never felt this good with any of his previous partners wtf-

He can't stop staring at your cute tummy and those gorgeous tits or your fucked out expression

LOVES seeing your body jiggle with each thrust, it's just so sexy and cute and it just makes him want to fuck you for longer bc he's so mesmerized by the movement

Will not hesitate to hook your knees over his shoulders and fold you in half, pressing himself against you as he just full on rails that pretty little cunt of yours

Oh, you thought Nanami was stoic 24/7? You thought he'd be quiet in the bedroom?

Guess again bitch

"Holy shit, Y/N, you feel so fucking good"

"Jesus Christ, you're tight"

"God, you're so soft, how are you so soft, what the fuck?"

"That's it baby, you're taking my cock so well, such a good girl for me"

"Oh my god, you're perfect, you're so fucking good, jesus fuck I love you"

The praise falls from his lips so easily that you wonder if he's the same person you started dating

Makes you cum at least two more times on his cock

One was bc he wanted to know how it would feel and the second was bc he was so mesmerized by how you looked and felt that he just had to experience it again

He doesn't last very long once he's inside you; he's just really good at overstimming his partner and making them cum quick

He lasted a max of 5 minutes in your pussy during your first time sksksk

What can he say? You just felt so good that he couldn't help himself 🤷‍♀️

And afterwards?

He just collapses onto you (doesn't put his full weight on you bc he doesn't wanna crush you), sinking into your body and practically melting

He's never had sex that was that good

Would legit consider asking you to marry him at that moment bc he knows for damn sure that no one else will live up to you also he doesnt want anyone else to have you, he's a selfish bastard at heart

He is the KING of aftercare tho

Hands smoothing over your sore muscles, kissing over your neck and face whispering sweet nothings to you

"That was amazing"

"You were so good, Y/N"

"Thank you so much"

Of course he's the kinda bastard to thank you for letting him fuck you but its lowkey super cute and sweet

Do you want a shower/bath? Or something to eat? Do you just want to go to bed? Just say the word and he'll do whatever you want

Oh yeah, you've definitely got yourself a keeper 💕

He's a lot handsier with you after that

Not so much in public bc he isnt too big on pda, but at home?

Babe, you're gonna have to pry him off with a crowbar bc he will not let you go

You're cooking? He's behind you, arms around your waist, face tucked into your neck while he rubs your tummy

You're on the couch just minding your business? His hand is on your thigh, massaging the inside and squeezing occasionally while he reads

Cuddle time? If he's the big spoon, you're on his lap, his body engulfing you as he holds you firmly against his own

Little spoon? He's either lying down facing you, head on your stomach or chest, arms wrapped around you, or he's resting the back of his head on your fupa, your thighs on either side on his face, his hands squeezing them lazily as he watches tv

Regardless of how you cuddle, he is definitely pressing himself into your pudgy bits and enjoying every second of it

He likes going shopping with you 🥰

He knows it can be tough to find clothes that fit just right, so he's there to scout out the best stores with the best styles and the best prices

Is actually really good at finding quality clothes that you like, and he doesn't even break a sweat while doing it

He does insist on being in the dressing room with you so he can help you get the tighter ones on and off and also to give you his opinion and maybe his hands linger for a bit too long and kissing turns into groping which turns into a quickie in the dressing room but really who's paying attention to all that

He also insists on buying you said clothes

He doesn't care if you can afford it or feel bad: he's the one who will enjoy the clothes the most and your happiness is one of the only things he lives for so he's gonna fucking do it

"It's an investment" BOI IF YOU DON'T SHUT THE FUCK UP AND LET ME PAY FOR THIS SUNDRESS

Has a habit of buying you lingerie without asking you

He'll keep it in his closet and wait for the right moment to bring it up to you

He asks very seriously and politely if you'll model them for him

And of course you do bc you love him and he's just a big ole goober and he deserves a little show every once in a while

It takes everything in his power not to grab you when you come out wearing the first piece

Like he just wants to fuck you in it so badly

But there's like 3 more for you to try on so he's gotta be patient

He's got this serious look on his face and his hands are folded and hiding his mouth, his eyes are burning into your soul jesus dude calm tf down-

He's not really showing how he feels so you're a little worried that he doesn't like how you look :(

But then you see the big ass erection poking out of his slacks and you're like "ok he likes it 🥰"

At the end you have him choose his favorite one and you give him a blowjob while wearing it 💕

Imma be real wit you: this man is absolute putty in your hands

You say jump and he doesn't even ask how high he'll just fuckin do it

And having you down on your knees in front of him wearing the skimpiest baby blue lingerie he could find just makes him weak

He cant even form words when you start sucking him off, he's just so in love with you jesus christ

If your hair gets in your face he'll hold it back for you 🥺💕

He likes rubbing his hands over your puffed out cheeks, savoring the softness of them while you shove his cock down your throat

He never lasts long like this

You look so fucking good in that lingerie, like your tits are delicious and your ass is stunning and when you arch your back just a bit and push your ass out and look up at him with those pretty doe eyes he just can't take it anymore and cums in your mouth with little warning

He doesn't mind if you swallow, but he prefers when you stick your tongue out and let his cum drip down onto your tits, your eyes hooded and fucked out already

It just makes him hard all over again

Proceeds to lick his cum off of your tits and your tongue before he lifts you up and takes you to the bedroom 😈

Has a habit of pushing your limits during sex bc he wants to see every part of you

Like when you're a little hesitant to sit on his face bc of your weight he's just plain irritated

"But what if I hurt you? :("

"Im stronger than you, Y/N, there's no way you can hurt me"

"But what if i suffocate you? :("

"That's the whole reason why i want you on my face jesus christ what is not clicking here?"

He'll end up holding you up and fucking you while he stands just to prove that he's strong enough and can handle your pretty pussy smothering his face

And when you finally relent and sit on him?

BOY OH BOY IS HE HAPPY!!!!!

Wraps his arms around your thighs, large hands squeezing them as he holds you down onto his mouth

He is fucking relentless dude

He doesn't stop after you cum, he just keep overstimming you over and over until you're crying and begging for a break

But even then he just keeps going, gripping your cute tummy and pretty tits and fat ass while he goes for "just one more"

Bitch dont fucking lie, its always more than one 🙄

He easily cums from this and doesnt even need to fuck you bc he's beyond satisfied after drowning in your pussy for a couple hours

Will apologize for pushing you too far but doesn't promise he won't do it again bc he sure as hell will and he won't feel sorry about it

Nanami is v straight forward and doesn't beat around the bush, so if you're ever insecure he's a bit too blunt

"Why are you insecure about x? There's nothing wrong with you, you are the most perfect person I've ever met and if you can't see that then i don't know what to tell you."

If you're still insecure he'll just hold you down and devour your pussy until you apologize and say you believe him and say all your positive affirmations for the day

Truly the best boyfriend around 😌

He rarely asks anything of you, he's very accommodating, but there is one thing that he wants more than anything

PLEASE LET HIM FUCK YOU BAREBACK

He would never do it if you don't want to but he's already taken an std test to prove he's clean and he's more than willing to pay for birth control and-

You have to stop him bc you're worried he'll pass out

To say he's excited when you agree is the biggest understatement of the century

He is so fucking ecstatic when you agree that he literally starts shaking with excitement

He looks like a lil bomb about to go off

You decide to help him chill out and fuck him asap

This man moans so fucking loud when he pushes into your cunt without a condom

He thought you were incredible before, but this? Your plush, sweltering, dripping, achingly tight cunt in direct contact with his cock?

He's yours point blank period, whatever you want he'll give it to you, shit he'll cut off his arm just to fuck you like this every single time-

Chill tf out Ken

You dont gotta do that sksksk

This pussy is yours whenever you want it 😌💕

He is such a sucker for creampies, especially with you

Has always liked cumming inside and seeing his cum leak out of his partner, but seeing it stick to your chubby lips and get stuck, forcing him to peel them back so he can see all the thick white cum coating your precious pussy?

He gets hard just from looking at it

Ends up pushing his cum back into you with his fingers before fucking you again and again and again until he's shooting blanks and you're unable to speak

He treasures you so fucking much it is insane

He wants to spend the rest of his life with you and take care of you and make you happy

Please be gentle with him bc you are his whole world and if he can't make your life better it will shatter him

You are his saving grace, his reason to get up and go to a shitty job, his darling dearest

He would do anything for you, and he won't have to think twice about it 💕

#nanami kento #smut #ask #omg this got long #chubby reader #fem reader #nanami kento x chubby reader #nanami kento x fem reader #chubby fem reader #nanami kento x chubby fem reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #headcanons #i really didnt mean for this to get so long sksksk my bad #i just got excited and my fingers started flyin sksmsk #i hope you enjoy 😊💕#☀️ asks

3K notes · View notes

hongism · 5 years ago

Note

hellooo! could you please write #16 (from fluff list) and #7 (from misc list) for either San or Yeosang? 😍😍 thank youuu and hope you having an amazing Christmas too!!

hello lovely i chose yeosang since i have less things for him right now and he deserves all the love in the world (kq give yeo more lines dammit i’m begging over here pls), and since this was sent in on Christmas, i made it a little holiday-y (wtf that made better sense in my head and wtf it’s literally mentioned oNcE), i hope you enjoy

#7: “If I die, I’m haunting you first.”

#16: "Do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?”

…

Sun Moon Stars

"I don’t wanna do this,” you mumble as you fidget in front of the mirror. The dress sits on your body strange, and you can’t help but look at every inch of your reflection as thought something is horribly wrong with you. “They won’t like me.” Yeosang comes up behind you, standing over you in the mirror, and rests his hands on your shoulders. You glance at the edges of his suit, the crisp fabric sitting perfectly on his body, face as gorgeous and flawless as ever.

“They will love you no matter what. I know you don’t want to do this, and if I had a say in the matter, I wouldn’t make you but–”

“But Hongjoong requested I come,” you interrupt, gripping the hem of your dress and glaring at your reflection in the mirror again.

“One holiday dinner. That’s all.” Yeosang squeezes your shoulders and smiles at you through the reflection.

“Holiday dinners are the most stressful ones though,” you counter.

“Do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?” You scoff immediately at his cheesy question, an obvious attempt to eradicate your insecurities.

“I should be asking you that question,” you say under your breath but Yeosang hears you nonetheless. He sighs.

“You know I love you?”

“Yes, of course, you say quite often.”

“Do you believe it because of what I say or because how I show it?”

You pause at the question, a dilemma that you never considered before. Yeosang waits for your response, quietly watching you through the mirror.

“I-I…” You trail off, unable to form a proper response to his question.

“I love you,” he says again. “In my eyes, you’re perfect. Every inch of you. Flawless. However you see yourself, I will always see you this way. And if I have to, I will make damn sure that you see yourself the way I see you. I’ll make you feel loved so that you’re able to answer that question. Because it’s what you deserve. You deserve to be loved and cherished and seen as beautiful every day of your life. I know you’re worried about this because you haven’t ever met them and you’re worried about what they’ll think of you. Trust me when I say they’ll love you. They’ve adored hearing about you and are all so excited to meet you.”

“What if I don’t live up to their expectations?”

“Oh shit, wrong thing to say. I–let me backtrack real quick. They have zero expectations of you. All they want is for you to show up and nothing else. Be yourself, the you I have grown to know and love.” You release your grip on the hem of your dress, slowly nodding along with Yeosang’s words.

“I’m still scared though.”

“Do you trust me?” Yeosang asks with a slight smile playing at his lips.

“Of course I do.”

“Then please trust me to get you through this in one piece.” Yeosang gently pushes you so that you’re face to face with him. “You’re my sun–” he lands a kiss on your forehead “–my moon–” a kiss to the tip of your nose “–and my stars.” He lands one more kiss to your lips, a swift peck that only lasts a second, but you can feel the meaning behind it anyways. “We’re getting through this together or not at all.”

“Yeosang–”

“I’m serious. If you feel the need to leave, tell me and we will leave.”

“I don’t wanna hurt anyone’s feelings by leaving!” You retort.

“Fine, then…just say "we forgot to feed the neighbor’s cat”. Easy, quick fix.“ Yeosang shrugs, and you can’t help but to laugh at his nonchalance about the matter.

"Alright, fine, that’s the plan then.”

“See? Easy. I promise you won’t die at this dinner. Chances are, the absolute worst that could happen is that Wooyoung or Mingi will cause some sort of ruckus and things will be loud. Other than that, nothing bad will happen.”

“If I die, I’m haunting you first,” you swear and poke at Yeosang’s chest to accentuate your point. He smiles down at you, laughing at your antics, then presses a kiss to your forehead again.

“Alright alright, I’ll accept it. Now, let’s go.”

…

a/n: we’re going and going with reqs! slowly but surely, i’m hoping to be done by the end of next week, then it’ll be time for me to reveal some project stuff and post new things!

#ateez #ateez smut #ateez fluff #ateez angst #ateez scenarios #ateez scenario #ateez imagines #ateez imagine #ateez drabbles #ateez drabble #ateez timestamp #ateez x reader #yeosang fluff #yeosang angst #yeosang smut #yeosang #kang yeosang #yeosang x reader

198 notes · View notes

wylanvanwreck · 7 years ago

Text

Modern Dregs AU #7

The Dregs as roommates

let’s say that the Dregs have graduated high school and as they move on to college, agree to rent apartments together in the same complex

Kaz and Inej live together

and while they get along for the most part they have their tense moments

Kaz stays up CRAZY LATE at night

he might be hacking a gaming server

he might be looking at pictures of puppies

you never know

but occasionally Inej gets up at 4 AM just to see his bedroom lights still on

“do you ever sleep?” “sleep is for the wEAK”

and yet she usually catches him passed out on the couch at noon

luckily she tries her best to stay quiet when he’s snoozing

ESPECIALLY when it comes to the microwave when she makes her morning tea

when it hits one second, she turns it off

to this day, she’s never woken him up on accident

sometimes, when Inej plays a video game (c’mon, she’s def a gamer, and a good one), Kaz will sit down to watch her and he’s always so impressed and in love with her

she’s also the only one of the group who has seen him with his glasses on

he’s never gone outside with them, even if he doesn’t have contacts in

he’d rather be blind than have Jesper try them on all day

or take them away and go

“how many fingers am I holding up?” “i dont know, but i’ll break them all if you don’t give me back my fucking glasses”

Jesper and Wylan also share an apartment and have separate rooms

but when it comes to go to sleep, they usually sleep in the same bed

Wylan likes being the Big Spoon™

and Jesper talks in his sleep

Wylan has woken up to some weeeird shit in the past

“aaron burr, you podge” “wtf jes”

sometimes it makes Wylan blush

“why, hellooo gorgeous” “why cant you say things like that when you’re AWAKE”

jk, Jesper always says nice things to Wylan

sometimes when Wylan’s vacuuming or doing dishes

Jesper will swoop in and hug him from behind, nuzzle him and shit

“adorable as always, Van Sunshine”

ofc he helps him with the chores too

they also make like three pots of coffee a day (mostly for the smell, it brightens up the place)

Nina, Matthias, and Kuwei share a third apartment with two rooms

Nina and Matt share one room, Kuwei gets the other

and thin walls do not always make it a great living situation for Kuwei

just give the kid earmuffs

and no, not for the reason you’re thinking

Nina snores like NO TOMORROW

Matt can’t even rival her

not that he minds, usually he’s just impressed

though Matt sometimes hogs the blankets

once Nina tried to rip them away from him

and he was so wrapped up in them that instead of freeing the blankets off of him

it just sent him rolling off the side of the bed onto the floor

*thud* “OH MY GOD, MATTY, ARE YOU OK” *wheezing noises*

Matthias is the kinda guy that lives by “early bird gets the worm”

Nina and Kuwei, well, not so much

luckily for Matt, he doesn’t have to be super quiet since both of them are very deep sleepers

Kuwei probably wouldn’t wake up if the fire alarm started screeching

*beep, beep* “shut the hell up”

Kuwei also hogs the shower in the morning and uses up the hot water, so Nina gets to freeze in the morning (Matthias takes his shower before the others because his crazy ass gets up at 5 AM)

other living arrangements have been made in the past

Nina and Inej used to live together

the only issue they faced was cooking

Inej is good at some things (like pasta and veggies) but beyond that, she’s hopeless

Nina straight up would set the kitchen on fire

during this time, Kaz and Jesper were roommates for like a month

they also had thin walls, so Jesper talking in his sleep always sent Kaz into fits of laughter, thus waking up Jesper

“dude, i was asleep” “and trying to seduce wylan, too, or so it sounded like”

Jesper would pull pranks on Kaz to get back at him

the favorite of the group was post-it notes on EVERY SURFACE IN KAZ’S ROOM

just walked in and BOOM

NEON PINK POST-ITS ALL OVER HIS DESK

HIS WALLS

HIS FLOORS

HIS CEILING

EVEN HIS BED AND DRESSER

needless to say, Kaz nearly throttled him

they will never live together again

#six of crows #sixofcrows #modern dregs #modern dregs au #modern au #my.post #my.au #kaz brekker #inej ghafa #nina zenik #matthias helvar #jesper fahey #wylan van eck #kuwei yul-bo #sixofhoesnw

2K notes · View notes

sleepynobie · 8 years ago

Text

19 Relationship Goals (707 x Reader)

(A/N: This would be my fav from all time lol XD)

1. Role Play

Zen: Guysss!! Hear me out!! I got an offer to become a model in one of the famous fashion company!

(Name): Congratulation Zen

Zen: Awww thank you ;). I guess they're really appreciate how awesome my body is. I am God's most majestic creation after all

(Name): ....

Zen: Hmm? Are you speechless right now? I know, I understand how you feel (Name)..

(Name): SEVEN HAS THE MOST GORGEOUS ABS LIKE OMG DO YOU KNOW HE WORKS OUT EVERY SINGLE DAY AND TOUCHING THEM FEELS SO HEAVENLY #absgoal #therealGod'smajesticcreation #screwyounarcissist

Zen: Uhh (Name)... Are you okay?

707: WHAT THE HELL SEVEN, I'M NOT LIKE THAT! NOW GIVE ME BACK MY PHONE OR I'LL THROW ALL YOUR HONEY BUDDHA CHIPS OUT

(Name): But that's what basically you're saying last night ;)

707: What?! No! Aghhh sorry Zen but I'll be right back

*707 left the chatroom*

(Name): Totally can't wait for tonight~

*(Name) left the chatroom*

Zen: ... These two...

2. Same Clothes

"Hey you two-" Yoosung waved happily as both of you finally arrived after waiting for a while to watch a movie together since he's looking forward for it too and need someone to watches with him. You two happened of wanting to watch as well so you didn't mind watching with him. However, Yoosung's expression changed into a horrified one when Seven wore a girly clothes with similar fashion as you.

"What? Why are you looking us weirdly?" You looked baffled before turning your attention to Seven "He looks pretty right?"

"Well of course duh. And today, I'll be Lucy okay?"

You giggled before nodding "Yes Lucy"

"Wait wait wait, what are you two trying to do? Why the hell are you dressing as a girl, Seven?" Yoosung asked and tried to comprehend what was the motive behind this.

"To make Yoosung for having two girlfriends!" Both of you said the same thing before clinging on his arm on each side.

"But the two of you are dating! Not me!"

"But you're our homie! Besides, don't you feel happy for having girls on your side? Right, (Name)?" Seven smiled to him before to you.

"I know right, Lucy!" You smiled back to him.

"ONE OF YOU IS CLEARLY NOT A GIRL!"

"Well detail doesn't matter. Anyway, let's just go in~" Seven cheered and you cheered as well before basically dragging him inside the cinema, much to Yoosung's dismay.

3. Switch Clothes

"Hellooo guys! Welcome to God 707's house!" Seven greeted the rest of the RFA members who came to celebrate the return of his twin brother before he dabbed.

However, it wasn't the real Seven.

"(N-Name)?! That's you right?" Zen asked.

You laughed and tapped his shoulder while pointing to yourself "What are you talking about? I'm Saeyoung! The cute tomato! Anyway, come in!"

Zen sweatdropped while Yoosung just chuckled nervously, Jaehee sighed, and Jumin... Just giving straight face as usual. However for them, what came worse was that when they looked at Seven... Dressing as you.

Seven was laying sideway on the couch while posing like that "Draw me like one of your french girls" meme. To make it even worse, he purposely showed his thigh since he was wearing dress of course. Meanwhile his brother could only facepalm from distance.

"Hey guys! Look how sexy I am~" Seven smirked seductively and trailed his fingers on his thigh. This made you blushed in embarrassment as it wasn't like what both of you planned and quickly chided him whereas Seven seems whining at how 'great' his idea was.

Zen was the one that received the most shock and seems traumatized by the sight. Yoosung facepalmed, sometimes wondering why was he his friend. Jaehee merely gave a 'wtf did I just see' look and Jumin felt uncomfortable but tried to compose himself.

But anyway, this is how you two usually do in daily life (and Saeran has to cope with this shit)

4. Texting ft. Puns and Flirting

(Name): If you're a fruit, you'll be a fine-apple ;)

707: I HAVE A PEN, I HAVE AN APPLE, UGH, APPLE PEN

Zen: What the? You just ruined the pick up line man!

(Name): I have a pen, I have pineapple, ugh, pineapple pen~!

Zen: Wha...

707: I have (Name), I have me, ugh, Mini me and (Name) *dabs*

(Name): *DABS*

Zen: .... You both really meant for each other huh

707: Of course we are a great pear right~

(Name): Indeed... I'm berry grapeful that I meet you, Seven <3

707: Aghh stop being adorable! Dammit, olive you so much!! *kiss emoji*

(Name): Awww... Your words are raisin my smile now X3

Zen: BOTH OF YOU GET OUT

707: I guess someone does not found our conversation appeeling *shows a picture of him peeling off a banana* HAHAHAHA

*Zen left the chatroom*

5. Cleaning (Not really LOL)

"Hey, I was doing just fine before I met you, I drink too much and that's an issue, but I'm okay" You said started singing with your broom as the standing mic.

"Hey, you tell your friends it was nice to meet them, but I hope I never see them again" Seven continued with his duster as the mic.

"I know it breaks your heart, moved to the city in a broke-down car and" You then sang the next line before Seven took over again.

"Four years no calls, now you're looking pretty in a hotel bar"

Then both of you sang together "And I, I, I, I, I can't stop. No, I, I, I, I, I can't stop"

You two were about to get into the refrain where suddenly Vanderwood shouted "WOULD YOU STOP SINGING AND START FREAKING CLEANING?!"

Seven said in surrender before he grumbled "Okay okay... Even though you're the maid-"

"I can hear you"

"Let's continue on the next room" You whispered to him and Seven beamed before both of you chuckling together and went to the next room, claiming to clean it and left the current room on Vanderwood. But of course, you two were actually singing again until Vanderwood had to scold both of you again.

And that is why, Vanderwood will be their forever maid #shot

6. Gaming (First Person Shooter)

"I'm so sorry I got shot down a lot" You sighed and the other teammates were quite being a bitch when your team loses because of you.

"What are you talking about? You work really hard" Seven said before sighing too "Those guys are the one that being rude to you"

"Maybe... I should quit?"

"NO!" Seven replied before puffing his cheeks "Don't worry, this time I'm gonna make sure you're okay and win"

You looked confused but Seven seems confident looked reassuring so you shrugged it off. Turned out that he became a sniper and kept following you while shooting anyone that secretly tried to shoot you. Then, he told you the position of the enemies that are coming on your way. Thus, you ended up winning over even beating the number of kills by your teammates.

"Now who's the noobs here" Seven chuckled evilly as he typed sarcastically to piss them off. Although it was kinda cheating but you grinned at how adorable your boyfriend was for trying to make you feel better.

"Thanks Seven" You kissed his cheek which made him slightly blush before grinning.

"At least I managed to bang a girl~"

"SEVEN. NO"

7. Defending from Your Ex

"Pfftt... That's your new boyfriend?" Your ex stifled a laugh as unfortunately he met you when you were on date.

"Well yes why? At least he's so much better than you" You blankly replied while Seven frowned at him.

"Whatttt? How is he better than me? Besides, I'm even already got a girl who's hotter than you" Your ex scoffed before laughing and you glared at him.

"Wow this guy is such an asshole" Seven stated and as your ex heard it, he instantly scowled at Seven.

"The hell did you just say?! You wanna fight with me?!"

You and Seven instantly looked at each other, as if knowing what to do next before suddenly you two began to perform a dance.

Seven and you held hand and he twirled you before you jumped into his arms as he carried you bridal style. This made your ex looked confused and Seven spun around before deliberately hitting your feet on his face.

He got taken aback by the hit before glaring as he was attempted to punch you. However, Seven crouched down and let you off him, managed to dodge your ex's punch before you quickly stood up and slapped on his face. This was followed by Seven where he slapped the other side.

"And thank you for watching. Have a nice day~" You smiled sarcastically before holding Seven's hand and walked away with him.

8. At the Water Park

"Ready?"

"Totally!"

You both sat on the float where you sat on the front part while Seven on the back. The staff then pushed the float before you both started sliding down on the slide. Of course since the slide that you chose was the super bowl, you two decided to sing a song while sliding down. And when it was on the bowl..

"YOU SPIN MY HEAD RIGHT ROUND, RIGHT ROUND~ WHEN YOU GO DOWN, WHEN YOU GO DOWN DOWN"

Even if there was another pair showing up, you didn't care at all and sang before eventually slid down into the hole and finished the slide.

"I think we nail it" Seven commented as he gave a hi-five which you returned and grinned.

"Totally~ That was fun! I just hope the staff doesn't kick us out"

(Based on real life experience LOL)

9. Beach

"Woah damn... She looks great on that beach dress" One of the guys whispered to his friend and he seems agreeing as it showed how they started to approach her.

The guys walked up to her and greeted until they realized, it wasn't a pretty lady that they expected.

"Well hello there gentlemen!" The 'lady' with long, yellow wavy hair smiled and began to flirt with them. Judging from the voice and the physical shape if you looked closely, it was obvious that this person wasn't a lady at all.

"Uhh..."

"My my, you two have a really nice physique" She said in rather seductive way as her fingers began to trail on one of the guys's abs. This created a chill on the guy before both of them began to back away as they wanted to escape.

"U-Umm... We have to go see ya!" The guy smiled nervously and even stuttering before quickly left the scene.

"Pfffttt! Their freakin reactions oh my God!" You came out from your hiding spot as you were recording the whole thing while the lady who turned out to be Seven just smirked proudly.

"I told you, I could pickup some guys!"

"Well you attracted them but they didn't want you sadly" You giggled.

"Yeah... I mean how could you just ignore this beautiful lady here right?" Seven sighed dramatically and you giggled even more.

"True! How could they ignore Lady Lucy!"

Seven laughed "I like that name. I should keep that name for my female self"

"Well then Lady Lucy! Let's test your luck whether you could get a man or not!"

He smirked and flipped his hair "Sure. I'll show you I can do it"

And one time, someone actually fell for it and Seven was absolutely horrified that he even got carried bridal style by the guy. You recorded the whole thing of course and shared to the RFA chatroom which made it worse for Seven as he felt slightly traumatized. So after that, you just gave him a full attention and comfort him by cuddling.

10. Karaoke

"Seven, we are going to sing unravel" You said and chose the song from the tablet.

"Huwaa... You want to strain our voices huh?"

"More like, I wanna scare the staff when they brought our food and drinks" You grinned mischievously and Seven who didn't think of that suddenly grinned along with you before taking the mic.

You both started singing and of course you tried to follow the high notes but ended up not so good. But Seven managed to sing high notes which made you jealous but whatever, what matters was the fun part right? Fortunately, just a good timing (Well you sort of predict it but yeah), the staff came into the room and you were practically screaming starting from the refrain.

"YURETA YUGANDA SEKAI NI DAN DAN BOKU WA, SUKITOOTTE MIENAKU NATTE, MITSUKENAIDE BOKU NO KOTO WO MITSUMENAIDE"

The staff put the food and the drinks awkwardly. Out of nowhere, it was Seven's turn especially when he was hiding behind the door the whole time. Oh and did I mention the room was dark with only the TV screen to illuminate the room? So yes, it was certainly creating a jump scare for the staff.

"DAREKA GA EGAITA SEKAI NO NAKA DE, ANATA WO KIZUTSUKETAKU WA NAI YO, OBOETEITE BOKU NO KOTO WO"

You both heard the staff screamed before she quickly walked out and closed the door. You both felt slightly guilty but it was certainly a successful prank as both of you gave hi-five to each other.

"I think she's gonna hate us"

"She probably blacklist us but oh well, let's finish this song!"

11. Gaming (Console games)

You sat comfortably on Seven's laps and rested your back against his torso while he sat on the gaming floor chair. Both of you were competing on a fighting game where somehow you were leading because of the miracle of pressing random buttons. Seven pouted as he lost again and you cheered before grinning to him.

"Looks like I win again~"

"Yeah and this time you keep using the same freaking move. That's not fair"

You shrugged before returning to the screen "Well, let's play one more time cause I wanna eat Honey Buddha Chips already"

Seven nodded and you two played another round. Well of course you had to use the same technique although Seven managed to counter as he began to get used to it. However, what surprised you was that suddenly, you felt something on your neck which made you instantly blush when you knew what it was.

"S-Seven?! You're.. Distracting me!"

But of course this boy paid no heed as he continued to do it until he finally managed to beat you.

"Yes! Defender of Justice finally prevails!" Seven cheered and you were silent for a moment as you lowered your head down. This made him look confused of course, wondering if he made you angry because he was kinda cheating.

"(Name)? Umm..-"

However suddenly, you stood up and straddled on his laps with you facing him. You gave an 'innocent' smile although your intention didn't seem innocent at all.

"I suppose I have to pay back for what you did to me huh, Seven?"

Seven widen you eyes and chuckled nervously before welp, it wasn't a gaming session anymore.

12. Couple Photo

"Okay... What the actual frisk Saeyoung? Do you want me to break my bones?"

You gave a blank look when he pointed a couple photo that both of you looked through using his computer since you kinda wanted to do a unique one but you need inspiration.

Seven chuckled nervously "I'm just kidding.. But this looks so cool right? There are a lot of pictures like this too"

You sighed before scrolling down to search other photos "Well sorry to disappoint you that I'm not that flexible. I'm just a potato okay?"

"Well a cute potato indeed" Seven grinned "And I never say I'm disappointed. Why would I when my girl is perfect as she is?"

A blush appeared on your face before you smiled and punched his shoulder playfully "Shut up"

You both then kept searching for pictures but somehow you felt something lacking. They were all indeed cute and different but they didn't really define both of you.

"Hmm... I want to show something that is cute but it defines how we are... What do people think of us though?" You asked Seven.

"Well.. Memes, cats, and cross dressing?" He replied and immediately you laughed at how accurate that was.

"Should we combine them all and create our own couple photo?"

Seven nodded and with some inspirations that you received by googling, you two began on your couple photo shoot. Oh and unfortunately for Saeran, he will have to be your photographer since Seven begs for it LOL.

And this is how it becomes.

Yoosung: WHAT THE HELL SAEYOUNG-HYUNG?! HOW COULD YOU SIT ON (NAME)'S SHOULDERS LIKE THAT?!

Yeap. Seven sits with leg on each side of your shoulders while dabbing to the same direction. Oh and also, you both wore neko mimis

(Name): I am just that strong lol

Seven: She is~ I'm so proud of my girl, I love you <3

(Name): (///) Awww I love you too <3

Zen: Oh no... DID YOU TWO REALLY HAVE TO DO THIS? REALLY? Dammit I just sneezed..

Seven: EMBRACE THE CATS

(Name): YEAHHH

Yoosung: GUYS, ISN'T THIS MORE IMPORTANT ON HOW WRONG ON THAT SAEYOUNG-HYUNG IS ON TOP OF (NAME)?!"

Jaehee: ...

Seven: I'm always on top of her ;)

(Name): No! I can be on top of you!

Jaehee: Poor you that you have been deceived

Yoosung: What? O.o

Saeran: Basically, my idiot brother cross dress as (Name) and vice versa

Seven: Eyyyy Saeran is here!

Saeran: Shut up

Yoosung: EEHHHHH?!

(Name): Booo, it's spoiled already

Seven: But it's one of my favorites! We have some others too~

And Seven began spamming with pictures of both of you mostly dab but in different poses. One with you sitting on his laps, stand next to each other and dab on opposite direction, Seven cross dress as you carrying you as Seven bridal style (and of course with you dab), your and his phone next to each other where you dress as Honey Buddha Chips on his phone and Seven as Dr. Pepper on yours, and lastly the most normal one from all are the selfie of both of you with neko mimi and duck lips from the chips.

"Should we make a unique family picture next time?" You asked and Seven nodded excitedly before grinning at Saeran.

"It will be great right, Saeran?"

Saeran gave a disapproved look "No. Exclude me"

13. Trolling

Seven: We did the trend! (A/N: Just pretend it's really you two with your original clothes and all okay lol)

Zen: Oh! (Name) is so pretty!

Seven: Of course she is! That's my girl ^^

Yoosung: You two make me jealous T^T. Stapphh

(Name): Hihihi thanks Zen! And Yoosung, you will get one someday!

Yoosung: Thanks (Name)! I hope she appears soon!

Seven: *Sends his cross dressing picture*

Yoosung: WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN?

(Name): Seven... Are you gonna cheat on me..?"

Seven: Of course not! I just thought Yoosung will like it ;)

Yoosung: BRO, NO. Oh my God, (Name), I totally don't like this kind of stuff okay?

Zen: What the hell Seven? This is a nightmare.. I have traumatized enough by your previous picture

(Name): Umm... *Backs away*

Seven: Pffttt

Yoosung: AGHHHH, THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, SEVEN!

Seven: Ehhh why? T^T

Yoosung: (Name) is gonna think weirdly on me... OTL

(Name): Pfftt I'm just joking Yoosung, don't worry!

Seven: Yeah chill man

Yoosung: Huh? Really? Wait... You both just teased me together, didn't you?

Seven: Yeap. HAAHAHHAAH

(Name): Hehehe sorry Yoosung~ You're just so cute XD

Yoosung: Meanie T^T

Zen: These two..

Jaehee: That's a pretty picture. Finally something normal from you two

Seven: Hey! What's that suppose to mean?

(Name): Thanks Jaehee ^^

Jaehee: It's true. Both of you always send either cross dressing pictures or cats or memes

(Name): Pfftt

Seven: Well that's what we always do and we never change that

Zen: Huh? What do you mean?

Jaehee: Wait.. Are you saying that..

Jumin: The picture in there is Seven, not (Name)

Seven: Oh! Juju is here!

Yoosung: WHAT?!

Zen: NO WAY SERIOUSLY?!

Jaehee: *sigh emoji*

Seven: Yeap. So thank you for calling me pretty ;)

Zen: .... I'm gonna smoke for a while

Jumin: *Resend the picture plus the one for Yoosung*

Zen: THE FRISK?! YOU TRUST FUND JERK! I'M OUT!

*Zen left the chatroom*

Yoosung: I feel like I can't trust any photo you send me

Jaehee: That's just how they are

Seven: Yeap so stay tune for the next picture to see whether it is me or the real (Name) B)

(Name): Hihihihihi

14. Matching accessories

"Seven, Seven!" You smiled as you came to him with your hands on the back.

"Yes, what is it my dear 606?" Seven grinned and turned his attention from his computer.

"There's something I wanna give since you know, we are a couple and all" You said before you gave a small box of present to him. Seven looked slightly surprised of course since it was the first time after you two just become a couple. He opened the box excitedly while you just watched him happily. The present turned out to be a couple bracelet which he just noticed after seeing you wear one of the bracelets. What he loved the most was how you remembered about his proposal of marriage in space, therefore there was a decoration which was a small UFO spaceship with you inside. The one that you wore was the one with Seven inside and really, he found them super adorable.

"So umm... Did you like it..?" You asked sheepishly and suddenly, Seven enveloped you into a hug before burying his face on your shoulder.

"I love it so much. Thank you (Name)"

You smiled and hugged him back.. Before slightly panicking when you heard a small sob coming from Seven. Later on, you both started wearing it together and even showed it to the RFA members of course on how cute you are.

"Relationship goals guys!"

"Shut up!"

15. Hiking

"Oh my God is this still long?" You whined as you and Seven had gone for hiking as holiday. However, you didn't expect it to be this long.

"A bit more (Name)! It will be worth it, really" Seven said as he tried to motivate you.

"That's what you said a while ago" You pouted "Piggyback me, Seven!"

"I wish I can but, I have backpack to carry you know" Seven said and held your hand "Come on, I thought we're going to take a photo like in Lion King?"

You looked at him before sighing "Of course, that's why we are the meme couple"

"Exactly"

Seven and you held hands and you asked him to distract you from the tiredness, only to slightly regret when he kept bombarding you with puns that made you lose from being able to counter him.

"Gahhh I run out puns!"

He chuckled "Too bad, I guess you will never beat me in terms of puns then"

"Shut up"

Both of you kept going until finally, you could saw the goal already where you were on top of the mountain. The view was mesmerizing at the greenery of the other mountains and trees which complemented the blue sky. You hugged him in joy as both of you achieved it before starting to selfie together.

And of course, the moment has come.

"It's about the time... We create the beloved pose of Lion King" Seven said and you nodded before he carried the long cat plushie that he brought (lol) and posed like in Lion King. You took the photo before you asked him to take one for you too.

"Yessss, this is gold!" You said excitedly and Seven grinned until suddenly, he had an idea that he wanted to try.

"(Name)"

"Yeah?"

"Do you want me to carry you like in Lion King?"

You widen your eyes and pondered for a bit. Well, you brought the tripod and camera so you could put the timer but could Seven actually carry you?

"Umm.. Will it be fine though?"

"It's gonna be fine! Trust me okay?"

You nodded and Seven smiled before you prepared the camera and quickly went to Seven as he started carrying you while you curled to make you smaller. It required a couple of takes as Seven couldn't able to hold properly that you felt that you nearly died before finally, you got one.

"This is just so beautiful" Seven said dramatically and wiped his non existent tears.

"Yeah that almost cost my life" You deadpanned before sighing "Let's never do that again"

Seven chuckled "Yeah... I don't wanna risk losing my girlfriend after all"

16. Surprise Present

Most couple gave flowers, chocolates, or even teddy bears for his girlfriend. However, this would be a different case for Seven as right now, he was waiting for your reaction upon seeing the present.

"Seven, I'm home-" You widen your eyes as you saw a huge box and you suspected that it would be another Seven's shenanigans.

"You're in there, aren't you?" You muttered and frowned before you pulled the ribbon and took the cover part. You expected that he would suddenly stand up and appear to surprise you which you had predicted of course but instead, you found a bunch of Honey Buddha Chips.

"Uhh.. Okay... Maybe it's a gift for Seven?"

"No! It's a gift for you!"

Seven said as he suddenly appeared from the box and stood up, spreading his arms to hug you. You widen your eyes before shrieking in surprise and took a step back instinctively. You panted and clutched your chest as you tried to breath and calmed down, making Seven laughed.

"Mission success! Surprise, (Name)!"

You glared at Seven for a bit, only then to look amazed when you noticed he was wearing white cat onesie.

"So... This is my surprise present?"

"Yes!" Seven grinned "It's me and this"

He dug into the box before taking another onesie which is a black cat onesie "Let's wear this together, meow!"

You looked at awe as you took the onesie before you quickly changed it in bathroom. You then walked out and grinned where Seven who was already out of the box, smiling at you.

"My girl looks so adorable~"

"You're more adorable!" You said before tackling him into a hug "Thank you so much for this! I always want an animal onesie!"

Seven grinned "Your welcome! Oh yeah, I also bought your favorite cake so if you want, you can take it in the fridge"

You beamed before giving a kiss on his cheek "Oh my God I love you so much! Let's eat together, Seven!"

Seven nodded before both of you shared the cake while still wearing the onesies.

17. When you're down

There would always be time when you just felt depressed and hated yourself. Feeling useless, worthless, do not even deserve anything that you wished you just disappear. You tried to mask it with cheerful face as you didn't want to worry Seven but of course, he had been through this before and he knew, your smile seems different these days that he decided to confront it.

When he heard that you had been feeling down lately because you felt that you had so much flaw and didn't have any good points, his heart just shattered. What do you mean by not having good points? Having a lot of flaws? That weren't in his dictionary. He defines you as someone who saves him. Someone who is perfect and means a world, no, a galaxy even to him. For someone that actually can made Seven think like this, he was sure that you were very important to him.

In that whole day, Seven was beside you and comforted you by cuddling. However later on when you suddenly fell a sleep, he spent the time to take a book and started writing on each page of one good point that you have and why there is no reason for you to think such negative thoughts. Ever since that incident, whenever you felt down, you would cuddle with him and read the book that he made for you as you read one by one.

"What do you mean I'm like Katniss?"

"Because you're strong and admirable?

"There are other strong women out there though"

"Yeah but-"

"And Katniss is only a fictional character. There are real strong and admirable women like Joan-"

"Okay it's just that there is cat there okay? You know Katniss? Cat-"

"Oh my God okay. I got it, Seven. Say no more"

18. Playing music

It was a night time where you both managed to find a quiet place and sat on the grass. For some reasons, you were feeling a bit sentimental that you actually brought a guitar and had been wanting to sing something, especially for your boyfriend when he had been the most precious person for you. And so, after both of you spent time for stargazing, you decided to start singing as a song came up into your mind.

"Eh really? You're gonna sing a song for me?" Seven looked excited and you nodded before you started strumming on your guitar and sang.

I'm telling you

I softly whisper

Tonight, tonight

You are my angel

Seven widen his eyes at how familiar this song was since not only it was one of your favorite but this song was really emotional.

Aishiteru yo

Futari wa hitotsu ni

Tonight, tonight

I just to say...

Seven smiled and closed his eyes as he enjoyed listening to you.

Wherever you are, I'll always make you smile

Wherever you are, I'm always by your side

Whatever you say, kimi wo omou kimochi

I promise you "forever" right now

You smiled at Seven before continued singing again.

I don't need a reason

I just want you, baby

Alright, alright

Day after day

Kono saki nagai koto zutto

Douka konna boku to zutto

Shinu made

Stay with me

We carry on...

Suddenly, Seven somehow sang along with you which surprised you slightly you before singing along with him.

Wherever you are, I'll always make you smile

Wherever you are, I'm always by your side

Whatever you say, kimi wo omou kimochi

I promise you "forever" right now

Wherever you are, I'll never make you cry

Wherever you are, I'll never say goodbye

Whatever you say, kimi wo omou kimochi

I promise you "forever" right now

Then you let him sang solo.

Bokura ga deatta hi wa futari ni totte ichiban me no kinen no subeki hi da ne Soshite kyou to iu hi wa futari ni totte niban me no kinen no subeki hi da ne

You whistled at Seven at how good he was at singing where he just grinned sheepishly. Then both of you continued again.

Kokoro kara aiseru hito

Kokoro kara itoshii hito

Kono boku no ai no mannaka ni wa

Itsumo kimi ga iru kara

Wherever you are, I'll always make you smile

Wherever you are, I'm always by your side

Whatever you say, kimi wo omou kimochi

I promise you "forever" right now

Wherever you are

Seven clapped his hands while you giggled slightly before smiling.

"I hope this song goes through you"

He then stopped clapping before he smiled and leaned to you, pressing his lips on you.

"It certainly did" He said after pulling away from you.

(A/N: It’s One Ok Rock - Wherever You Are just in case if anyone wants to know XD)

19. Birthday

"Seven? Are we there yet?"

"Nope, just wait a bit longer"

You sighed as you were currently being blindfolded while Seven was leading to God knows where since he said it was the best birthday present you could get. Well you were looking forward for it of course but being unable to see for long time felt uncomfortable for you.

"Seven?"

"Not yet. I know you're excited but we're almost there"

"Okay.."

You both kept walking and Seven kept entertained you by joking so you could just get distracted for a while from the complain of haven't reached the place yet. But after a while, you two finally arrived and Seven was ready to took off your blindfold.

"Are you ready (Name)?"

"I always am! Now take it off"

He laughed before he took it off, only to reveal you a blank space while he quickly took a VR and the controller.

"Wait.. What is going to happen?"

"Wear the goggle first and hold the controller okay?" Seven said and helped you to wear it which you nodded. Just when you wore the goggle, you noticed that the controller had a function as a brush. Therefore, you began to get excited as it seems to be something that you thought it would be impossible.

"No way... I could draw anything here?"

"Yeap" Seven said after wearing the goggle too "I mean don't you always want to draw in larger scale? This room will be your canvas, (Name)"

You screamed in excitement before hugging Seven, with the careful of not hitting the goggle of course.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! This is awesome!" You said and couldn't helped but squealing before you started drawing. But then suddenly, you had an idea as you wanted to draw a space and then maybe you both could take a picture with it?

"But you do realise it's only in VR right?" Seven asked and you looked as if you just realized before feeling disappointed.

"Oh yeah... It won't happen in real world... We won't have our wedding in space..."

"But that doesn't mean it's impossible to do~"

Seven grinned and you looked confused but he told you to draw to your heart content. Although you still felt slightly sad about it but you decided to enjoy right now when you could as you drew the planets, milky way, even the terrifying black hole lol. But you also draw the beloved UFO Spaceship and also rockets along with the astronauts.

"Seven, are you drawing Nyan cat?"

"Yes. Yes, I am"

You laughed and let him be with the drawing while you continued on your own. Seven also added Elizabeth 3rd because he wanted it to be here even though he couldn't get it in real life. After you are all done, you took a look around again before you took off the goggle. To be honest if it was even possible, you would want to stay in VR and enjoy this everyday. However, Seven asked you to remove as he already removed his and you had no choice but to remove. But suddenly when you thought it would disappear as soon as you took off the goggle, they didn't disappear and instead remain the same.

"No way... Holograms?" You asked and Seven nodded before grinning.

"It took a lot of efforts to be honest. I have to request Jumin earlier and planned to use my money to pay him. But he refused since he said to use it when we actually have the wedding in space so this kinda ended up not from me-"

"But you thought of this right?" You said before smiling warmly and hugged him "Thank you so much! This is really the best present I ever receive! I had so much fun!"

Seven smiled and hugged you back "Ah yeah, you know when we cosplay with our wedding clothes?"

"Yeah?"

"I brought it here. And at least I hire a photographer to take the photo for us~"

You widen your eyes and pulled back before you heard someone entered the room.

"Oi, let's get this over with" Saeran said coldly and you beamed before hugging Saeran as you thanked him.

"Alright! Let's have our wedding in the space that you've created, (Name)" Seven said and you nodded before grinning.

"It's me and you, idiot! But yes, let's have our wedding here~"

And both of you changed to the wedding clothes and actually performed a little ceremony with Saeran as the priest (LOL) while he was recording the whole thing. Then of course, both of you took a lot of photos with different poses and this had become the most favorite picture that you have.

"We definitely need to have this at home"

"Ah yeah... The VR is your present too"

(A/N: This is what I meant for the VR thing XD)

youtube

#anime #mystic messenger #707 #707 x reader #saeyoung choi #fanfiction

54 notes · View notes