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heyiwrotesomethings · 3 years ago

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I know you have this ShinoMitsu week going on but I can wait for your stories no matter how long it takes! ❤😭 Is it okay if I can request a Female Reader x tipsy Mitsuri Kanroji, Mitsuri challenges the reader to a truth, dare or drink game and teases the reader until Mitsuri becomes too touchy and clingy and the reader is enjoying it (obviously!) but at one point the reader is getting tipsy too and the both of them can feel the sexual tension in the air. The reader then compliments Mitsuri (like all the fluffy and teasing compliments you can think of) and they are obviously flirting back and forth, until.. either one of then starts to lean in (hoping consensual too) and they kiss. Mitsuri starts to tease the reader along the lines of "SO YOU DO LIKE ME! WHY DIDNT YOU SAY SO BEFORE????" you can add more scenes and twists if you want. THANK YOUUUUUU❤❤❤

Truth, Dare, Drink

Mitsuri Kanroji x She/Her Reader

A/N: I hope this was worth the wait😭 Remember to drink responsibly y’all! If I’m remembering correctly, saké’s alcohol content is fairly low so although it might seem like a lot, it shouldn’t be too bad. Especially not for Mitsuri. I Headcanon that she has a beastly alcohol tolerance. Hope you like it! Word Count: 2,257

(Y/n) ducked into a warmly lit inn that smelt like heaven and instantly felt the tension from the past few days melt from her shoulders. On her last mission, a demon had broken her sword and her spirit.

Understandably, she was tired from getting her ass beat a couple nights prior, tired because of Kochou-sama’s teasing and harsh recovery training and tired of being scolded by her swordsmith for ruining one of their favorite works. She was planning to grab a quick dinner, maybe soak in the hot springs for a couple minutes and then knock off for the night.

She looked around the the main atrium of the building to find it mostly empty. Which was to be expected she supposed, in a secret village that dealt mostly in forging swords. She went up to the counter and ordered a meal. Then she looked around for a place to sit, locking eyes with one of the only other patrons. She was surprised to find a familiar face.

“Hi!” Kanroji Mitsuri, the Love Hashira, chirpily called, motioning to the seat in front of her and the small banquet set before here, “You could sit with me if you’d like, (Y/n)-san!”

Huh, she was surprised that Mitsuri recognized her to be honest. They had only crossed paths a handful of times and only really spoke of matters pertaining to their missions. Not being a Hashira herself, she was rather touched that Mitsuri not only recognized her, but remembered her name as well. Truthfully, (Y/n) wasn’t in the mood to chat, but the hopeful look Mitsuri wore was warm, friendly and not to mention, very cute. So she gave her a smile and moved to sit across from her murmuring a quiet, ‘thank you’ as she did.

“I haven’t seen you in awhile, (Y/n)-san, how have you been? What brings you to the village?” Mitsuri asked, adding another empty bowl to her stack before reaching for a fresh bowl of udon.

“I had a hard battle not too long ago and unfortunately I broke my sword, but I’m doing alright otherwise. Thank you for asking Kanroji-sama.” (Y/n) answered, thanking the masked man who had come to bring her dinner not a moment later while Mitsuri made a sympathetic noise.

“That’s awful, you poor girl! I’m glad you’re alright, I would hate to hear that anything bad happened to you. You must be exhausted, right?”

“I am kind of tired… but I’m fine.” When (Y/n) reached for her chopsticks, Mitsuri’s hand pinned hers to the table as the Hashira used the leverage to stand and wave at the man before he could leave them.

“Would you bring us some saké please!”

“Right away Kanroji-sama!” The man was happy to supply his best customer with anything she desired.

“Oh, that’s fine, Kanroji-sama. I don’t really need to drink.”

“No one needs to drink, silly. But it is nice to help loosen up after a tough time! I insist you have some with me!”

“If you are certain… thank you.”

“You’re welcome!” Mitsuri finally let go of (Y/n)’s hand when the masked man came back with a large bottle of saké and two cups. She thanked him again and poured a generous amount into each cup, pushing one eagerly (Y/n)’s way. “Drink up!”

(Y/n) knocked the drink back, immediately feeling how the back of her throat tingled and the sensation of warmth settling in her stomach. That did feel good. She placed the cup aside and took a bite of her food. Before she could even finish chewing, Mitsuri filled her cup with saké again. (Y/n) didn’t want to be rude, so she took hold of the cup again and clinked it against Mitsuri’s before knocking that one back as well. However, before Mitsuri could fill her cup a third time, (Y/n) dissuaded her.

“I really appreciate this Kanroji-sama, but I really shouldn’t drink so fast.”

“That’s okay! We can drink slower then. It’s better to savor the flavor anyway.” Mitsuri hummed and put the saké down, but not before refilling her cup. Then an excited glint flashed in her eyes and she leaned across the table, making (Y/n) conceded that her breasts would spill out from the new angle… She was looking respectfully! Out of concern!

“Did you book a room yet, (Y/n)-san? You should stay with me! I booked a room with private spring access so it’s extra cozy. It’s been very nice getting to talk to you outside of a mission setting, I would hate to have to cut our time short. I want to spend as much time with you as I can.”

“Is that so…” (Y/n) felt like she had already spent too much time in the hot spring between the alcohol and Mitsuri being so close and so invested in spending time with her, her head was swimming and her skin felt almost uncomfortably warm. Still, as tired as she was, she really didn’t want to miss out on spending time with Mitsuri either.

“If it’s really alright, then I would be happy to—“

“That’s great! I’ll take good care of you, I promise!”

(Y/n) chuckled shyly as Mitsuri dug back into her own food with gusto. She didn’t think she needed to be taken care of at all, but it was a sweet sentiment. How lucky she felt to be treated so kindly like this. Mitsuri certainly didn’t have to feel obligated to engage her in such a way, yet here they were.

When they finished eating, Mitsuri eagerly took (Y/n) by the hand. She was sweating a bit, but (Y/n) didn’t mind. She was happy her presence seemed to make Mitsuri so excited. She was surprised however, when she accidentally bumped into Mitsuri when she suddenly stopped at the counter to buy another bottle of saké for the room.

“Are you sure, Kanroji-sama?” (Y/n) asked. She herself had only had four cups with dinner which meant Mitsuri had already drank most of a bottle herself. She didn’t seem drunk by any stretch of the word, but (Y/n) didn’t think she should have a whole other bottle regardless.

“You’re right, (Y/n)-san,” she turned back to the man and confidently displayed two fingers, “two bottles, please!”

Before (Y/n) could recover and find her voice, the exchange was already finalized and she was being dragged through the long hallways to Mitsuri’s room.

Mitsuri set the bottles of saké down on the low table and then insisted on changing them both into something more comfortable and in a whirlwind of motion, before (Y/n) knew it, gone was her uniform and in its place a soft yukata.

“These feel so nice! Don’t you think so, (Y/n)-san?” Mitsuri sighed pleasantly, rolling around of the floor a bit. It made (Y/n) smile.

“They are really soft.” She confirmed. “What would you like to do now, Kanroji-sama? We could spend a little time in the hot spring before going to bed?”

“Wahhh, don’t talk about going to sleep yet, (Y/n)-san! The night is still young!” Mitsuri whined, reaching up to cling to (Y/n)’s sleeve. How could she ever hope to deny such a cute face?

“What do you have in mind, Kanroji-sama?”

“Truth, dare, drink!” She patted the cushion next to her with rapid force and (Y/n) took the hint and sat beside her. “One asks the other to pick a question to answer honestly or, to complete a dare. However, if the person fails to complete the assignment, they have to take a drink! Understand?”

Seemed easy enough.

“Okay.”

“Great! Truth or dare, (Y/n)-san?”

“…truth?”

“Hmmm…” Mitsuri had (Y/n) right where she wanted her, but she didn’t want to bring out the big guns when the game had only just begun. She would have to start easy and work her way up or the game would be over before she knew it. This was a great opportunity to get to know more about (Y/n), how exciting!”

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The soft balls kept on rolling.

(Y/n) had noticed fairly early that the game of truth, dare, drink had become an icebreaker to get to know each other better. It was kind of nice, but she was fighting herself not to yawn. She was tired, but as long as Mitsuri wanted to play, she would have to find a way to keep engaged. So this time around when Mitsuri asked her truth or dare, she chose dare.

Mitsuri bounced on her knees and wiggled with excitement. “I dare you to…” an unusually mischievous smile crossed her lips, “I dare you to climb to the highest rock you can reach and cannon ball into the hot spring, naked.”

“Hah?!” (Y/n) hadn’t expected that after the tame game they had lead so far.

“Are you going to do it? You’ll have to take a drink if you won’t.” Mitsuri teased, poking (Y/n) in the ribs.

(Y/n) gave it some thought and ultimately decided to take a swig of saké directly from the bottle. The possible humiliation of slipping and tumbling down the rocks naked and flopping into the hot water below did not sound like something she wanted to do in front of her crush, no matter how much she wished to please her. Mitsuri made a disappointed sound, but she hardly looked like she meant it. In fact, she looked a little pleased. Like she had expected (Y/n) to have taken the drink instead. (Y/n)’s eyes narrowed in suspicion. This was war now.

“Truth or dare, Kanroji-sama?”

“Truth.”

Damn, she was being careful on purpose now. She knew (Y/n) wanted to get her back for that dare! Well truth wasn’t always as safe as many believed it to be anyway. She could still get her back.

“What is the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done that you would never want anyone to know about?”

Mitsuri blinked and then her face flushed bright red. She stuttered and choked on her words, before finally taking the bottle (Y/n) had opened and brought it to her own lips, pulling away with a gasp.

Oh yes, it was war indeed.

Truth, dare, it didn’t matter. It always ended in a drink. The truths became more invasive and the dares more ridiculous. Before long they had finished one bottle and about a fourth of the other. Somehow, neither was drunk. A little tipsy sure, but they were both still of sound mind, if not a little more clumsy and relaxed than usual. (Y/n) was particularly impressed with Mitsuri’s tolerance since she had drank most of that first bottle at dinner and now was helping her work the third.

“Truth or dare, Mitsuri-sama?” (Y/n) asked, not really paying attention to what she was saying. Her eyes were closed and her cheek rested in her open palm as she focused on the warmth buzzing through her veins. She did however, peel one eye open when Mitsuri giggled and fell into her side. At which point, her words caught up to her.

“Ah, sorry, Kanroji-sama.”

“You can call me Mitsuri. I don’t mind. In fact, it would make me really happy if you did.” Mitsuri hummed, slipping down (Y/n)’s body until her head rested in her lap. “This is fun. You have a pretty good tolerance, (Y/n)-chan. Shinobu-chan could never drink so much when we played.”

“Kochou-sama actually played this with you?” (Y/n) laughed. It was strange. She could picture her playing such a game, but couldn’t at the same time. It was really a toss-up when it came to what requests Shinobu would humor.

“She did.” Mitsuri giggled. “She barely made it to three before I thought I had better cut her off. She was grumpy. Really cute.” Mitsuri reached up to poke (Y/n)’s cheek, “I’ll have a truth, please.”

(Y/n) smiled while she looked down at Mitsuri. What was it about her that made Mitsuri want to hang around her?

“What do you like about me, Mitsuri?” She asked, propping her elbow on her knee so she could have better support for her head.

“Hmm, that’s an easy one, (Y/n). You aren’t going to get me to drink with a question like that.” Mitsuri twisted her body so she could swing an arm over (Y/n)‘s neck to pull her closer. “I like everything about you. So kind, hardworking, and beautiful. Just to name a few.”

“You’re teasing me.” (Y/n) mumbled, the beat of her heart increasing the longer Mitsuri kept her arm curled over her neck and stared up at her.

“Not at all! I would never betray the sanctity of truth, dare, drink. Speaking of, truth or dare?” Mitsuri’s arm slowly slid off of (Y/n)’s neck to rest her hand over (Y/n)’s collarbone to smooth out a crease in her yukata.

“Dare.” (Y/n) cleared her throat, her idle hand’s fingers had somehow ended up tangled in one of Mitsuri’s braids between the compliments and the lingering touches. Hopefully a dare would make the atmosphere a bit lighter and remind her that this was not a date.

“I dare you to tell me what you like about me.”

That was a cheap use of a dare and by the look on her face, (Y/n) could tell Mitsuri knew that. Still, it wasn’t difficult. Certainly not anything (Y/n) would risk a hangover in the morning for. Mitsuri was wonderful. It wouldn’t be hard to point out the obvious.

“What’s not to like?” (Y/n) asked rhetorically while she tried to free her fingers from Mitsuri’s hair without tugging it. “You never talk down to people even when they are below your rank, you treat everyone kindly and the way you do so is very genuine. I admire your strength and I think your breathing style is incredible, and you developed it all on your own so that’s just a testimony to how smart and skilled you are. And I love your hair. Whenever I catch a glimpse of pink while out in the field, I always have to do a double take to see if it’s you. I actually get a little disappointed when it isn’t because I really like getting to see you and…” (Y/n) happened to notice Mitsuri’s flushed cheeks as she suddenly sat up from her lap. “Ah, sorry, I was… rambling.. wasn’t..?”

(Y/n)’s mind ceased to work while Mitsuri hovered over her on her knees, half-lidded pastel green eyes took up most of her vision as Mitsuri’s hands wandered up the front of her yukata and tugged absently at its opening, loosening it a bit and causing (Y/n) to shiver and burn simultaneously.

(Y/n) fought back a whine when Mitsuri stopped her pursuit, their noses grazed and her eyes searched, teeth sinking into her plump bottom lip that looked so soft that (Y/n) gave Mitsuri the permission she was looking for through closing the gap herself. Not wanting to clank teeth, she aimed for the corner of Mitsuri’s mouth first, giving her time to respond in a way that wouldn’t leave them wincing.

Mitsuri gasped quietly before chasing after the other girl’s lips, humming pleasantly at how they felt moving against her own. She needed more. So, she kept leaning further and further in until (Y/n)’s core could not keep them both upright any longer and she laid back against the floor with Mitsuri quick to follow, one of (Y/n)’s legs trapped between her own.

As much as she was enjoying this side of Mitsuri. (Y/n) really needed a bit longer of a reprieve so she could get more oxygen to her lungs, she turned her head to the side so she could take a few deep breaths. Mitsuri kept going to work for a bit longer, kissing her cheek before being drawn to her jaw and her neck, then her clavicle, but then she went back up to her lips, placing a sweet kiss there before giving (Y/n) a little more room to catch her breath. The lung capacity of a Hashira was no joke.

“So you do like me,” Mitsuri grinned, propping her head up on her elbow so she could watch (Y/n) more comfortably, her other hand teasingly rested on (Y/n)’s chest, taking note of how even now it was still rising and falling at a noticeable pace “why didn’t you say so before!” She asked, lightly smacking her chest with her hand.

“It’s my turn for truth or dare. Why didn’t you tell me you liked me?” (Y/n) answered the question with one of her own, making Mitsuri pout.

“I think I’m done playing that right now. I want to kiss you some more. We need to build up your stamina. It’ll be good training.” Mitsuri said, already moving back in.

“Is that all this is?”

“Definitely not!” Mitsuri yelled, making (Y/n) laugh.

“Don’t laugh, you won’t have enough oxygen left to kiss me back!” Mitsuri whined again, kissing her everywhere she could except where she really wanted to in fear that she would get carried away and make (Y/n) pass out.

(Y/n) reached up an clasped her hands together behind Mitsuri’s head to guide her back home. As nice as a quiet night to herself had sounded earlier that day, this was infinitely better.

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nctzanne · 4 years ago

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♡ doctor!mark x fem!Reader.♡ smut, fluff if you use glasses

WARNINGS!: use of alcohol and drugs, explicit content, not sex but mentions of it.

𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: I just want you to give it a try and read it AAAH

𝑅𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡?: no, an idea i've had since i started stanning NCT

𝐴𝑛𝑛𝑒'𝑠 𝑡𝘩𝑜𝑢𝑔𝘩𝑡𝑠 & 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠: As i said above, this is an idea I've had for sOOOOOO many months, so I really wanted it to make it happen. It was on my drafts for a long time. Thank you so so much if you take the time to read this.

You noticed when your mind woke up suddenly, but without opening your eyes, slowly bringing you back to reality. You tasted your own mouth dry as a bone, with a metalic flavor on it, typical scenario when we talk about hangovers. The headache that invaded you so suddenly made you grab your forehead, almost if you brain was going to explode right there. The smell of fermentation on the room -or wherever you were- made you nauseous, so you stayed still to avoid vomiting everything you consumed the night before. A light breathing woke you up from your trance and inner speech, you could even feel the warmth of it on your shoulder. That's when you realize you were not alone, totally opposite of that, you were cornered by arms twice your size, avoiding you to move on the super duper comfortable position you were in. You still didn't want to open your eyes to notice who the lucky guy was, but you could smell the hints of tequila on his breath. When that hit your nose, you turned around abruptly by instinct, trying to avoid the smell. You opened my eyes a little, just to be able to locate yourself in space-time.

A room hotel, there's where you were. White walls reflected the light that came from outside of the giant windows, making you cover your eyes with the hand that wasn't under the grip of this unknown guy. Once your eyes get used to the light, you remembered that you were at Bora-Bora for vacations with your best friend. You can hear the eagles screaming way too loud for your irritable state, but just noticing where you were made you feel more calmed. "At least I'm here and they didn't kidnap me" You thought, finally grabbing the courage to turn around and see who exactly was the guy that had a night of passion with you.

"Sure, shit"

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-Wait, repeat it to me, who did you meet? -You asked incredulously, looking at how your friend Rosé was overflowing with emotion and nervousness.

-Do you know this famous band?- She told you a name that you couldn't identify, you automatically shake your head-Anyways, while I was waiting for you on the beach I met with Jaehyun, the bass player, we talked a little and he invited us for a few drinks with his friends!- She talked so fast that you had a hard time processing all the information that was given to you.

-And that's it, a random guy talks to you and you say yes?. He could be a serial killer-

-Ah c'moooon, he's a superstar, it will be funn!!!-

So, a not so official date with guys from a band. Sure, excellent idea.

-Okay, are they handsome at least?- You asked with disinterest

-You can't imagine, y/n, so prepare yourself as well as possible, they will fall for you- she approached the small bridge that united your cabins in the middle of the sea, while she blowed you a flirtatious kiss.

You just laughed and walked towards the windows, admiring the sea. You were literally in paradise, your bedrooms floated above the ocean, the white sand was not so far from where you were staying in, and the horizon was clearer than ever. How lucky you were to have a friend who helped you get over your breakups with a very casual trip to Bora Bora at the Four Seasons hotel. Loneliness invaded you for a second and you decided to get ready for the long-awaited meeting that you would have with her friends.

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A white beach dress with pink heels and your tan is enough, with the right makeup obviously. It was already 7 pm and your nervous friend looked at her cell phone while texting with someone

-Is it him?- You ask, trying to peek behind her shoulder to see if you could figure out what they're talking about.

-Yes, he is telling me he's here at the bar but he doesn't see us-

-Of course, we are sitting, let me raise my hand- and so you did it.

-Here!!!!- Your friend screams in excitement when she sees 3 tall figures approaching to you. They seemed to walk on a slow pace, almost like the came out of a movie. And yes, your heart almost stopped for a good 10 seconds. Three guys, my gosh, models? What were they again?. God definitely had preferences for some human beings.

The fact that they aere so handsome and well… structured made you blush. Jaehyun, Johnny and ...

-Mark, nice to meet you- the youngest of the 3 of them greeted me, with a dazzling smile that makes his dimples appear. You bit your lip and studied his entire face so that you would never forget him again. -y/n, nice to meet you too-

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Nothing more and nothing less than Mark Lee himself. His makeup was completely smeared, traces of mascara under his closed eyes. His forehead and nose were reflecting the daylight a bit. It was a hot morning (or evening), and having you next to his body was obviously going to make him sweat. His open, broken lips gave off that smell of alcohol that made you sick. But despite of everything, your sight softened after a couple of seconds. He was sleeping so peacefully, and he was clinging to you like his life depended on it, so you couldn't help but smile.

-Mark... wake up- you whispered softly while you tried to get up.

-Hmmmh, what time is it?- his morning voice made my stomach tingle a bit, your sight never leaving his figure while he starts waking up.

He squinted while he sit up in bed slowly, ruffling his own hair. It was obvious that he was in the same blank state you were a few minutes ago, and you could tell by how he confusingly looked around at the room, until his eyes reached at you. His face expression softened, giving you a shy smile.

-Do you need some clothes?- he asked, blushing when he studied your naked torso with lazy eyes. You realized that you both were entirely naked, and you rushed to cover your breasts with your arms, just to earn a pure laugh from him, that made your head resonate in pain.

-We fucked, y/n, no need to hide- Mark put all his weight on his left elbow, getting closer to you while tilting his face flirtatiously. That made you cheeks go red as ever.

-Yes, but I don't remember anything so your point is automatically invalid- His body hovered yours so fast that you couldn't even process what was happening, until he pecked your lips.

-I remember everything, so I will refresh your memory-

You burst out laughing while he deposited soft pecks all over your face. The situation was so sweet, but it didn't make you feel uncomfortable at all. He interrumpted his love actions and looked at you hungrily.

-Mark, I barely can keep myself awake, i feel like I'm going to puke...-You warned him, reading his intentions.

-Okay okay- he looked down defeated- At least, can we cuddle a bit more? I promise I can make the hangover feel better- He tangled his legs and arms to your body, resting his face on your collarbones.

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Everything on that evening was talking about the mortality of a crab. Basics like where you were from, what do you do for a living and relationship status open the conversation.

Your attention was drawn to Mark when he started to introduce himself. As a Medicine student, he decided with his 2 best friends that were part of a band to go on a trip to relax due to the busy schedules that consumes their time. The three live together on a small apartment in Korea, where the rent is expensive so they can make it more affordable.

Bora-bora was the destination of their choice. It seems that the band called NCT 127 draw lot of attention from crazy fans who followed them EVERYWHERE, so an expensive place like so would be easier to have a time for them on their own.

Mark spoke always adding "like" between his words, he liked to lay back when he was sipping on his piña colada, but got closer to the table when you talked about your experience as a journalist.

He tried so hard to show interest on a topic he had no idea about, that his questions were kinda clueless, but it was obvious that it was his way to not cut the attraction and chat between you and him. It was a sexual tension you could feel by kilometers, every gaze you had was followed by a shy smile, and you felt tingles on your body everytime you had a bit of interaction.

-Do you guys do shots?- Rosé interrumpted the conversation, scanning the boys reaction.

-I mean, that's why we are here- Johnny combed his hair backwards, already feeling heated by the 2 gin tonics he drank in 15 minutes. I couldn't deny, him on a tight black shirt looked hot as fuck, I could notice how Rosé was drooling for him- Excuse me, maa'am- he raised his hand, calling the waitress- 3 rounds of shots please!-

-Man, we had 2 yesterday and you almost puked on the sea, go easyyyy- you could notice the tipsy state from Jaehyun as well. His eyes were almost closed on a thin line and his dorky smile betrayed him. Mark laughed out loud, first time in the night you heard him like that, with his cheeks tinted red. He took a big sip of his piña colada, looking at you directly at the eyes. Actually, you didnt noticed till that moment, but your legs started to feel a bit numb. Quite usual for you when the alcohol gets up on your head.

-I'm in!- you answer to Johnny's idea. Once the blue shots arrive, you quickly grab one.

-Cheers for this night to be special- he screams with a deep voice, and the other 2 guys howl as response while you burst out laughing.

When you decided that the amount of alcohol on your body was enough, you took a chance to go to the beach to sing and dance to the DJ placed randomly in there.

You felt bliss, the EDM music was filling your senses, but you tried to keep your eyes full opened so you could remember the beautiful but blurry view of the sunset.

Together with your new group of friends were a mess. Jumping, screaming, raising your hands like you could touch the sky, everything seemed possible at that moment. Even dancing and getting laid with Mark.

The music had nothing to do with your plan, but you got dangerously close to him, resting your arms on his shoulders. You could see that he chuckled, tilting his head back so he could see you fully. Both of you were drunk as hell, you thought you were killing it with the flirting skills, but probably you just looked like two fools trying not to fall for the obvious drunken state you were.

-Do you wanna kiss me?- you screamed while "Jenny" sounded on the speakers. What kind of question is that?

-Sure I do- his canadian accent made you bite your lip while smiling- Can I?- his voice tried to mimic yours, but you didnt answered, it wasnt necessary.

Your lips collided as you got close at the same time, and Mark wasted no time to open his mouth and let his tongue in your wet cavity. You moaned so loud, because you knew no one could hear it but him. A fierce fight between both of your tongues started, every graze of them would make yourself wetter and wetter. He squeezed your waist and tried to keep you closer to him if it was possible, in his drunk mind he was scared you could run away from him.

Nothing about the context was romantic at all. You both physically liked eachother and just wanted to make out. No love at first sight, no kiss with fireworks behind, just pure desire.

Adrenaline rushed your body when his hands cupped your ass, that was only covered by the thin dress you decided to wear. Nobody near you could care less about what you two were doing it, but for you, everyone was looking at the show you and Mark were offering, and that obviously turned you on.

You bit Mark's lower lip, sucked on it, while opening your eyes to look directly at him. Eyes closed, he was enjoying how you toyed his lips. The hard grip on your skin, and a bulge poking your stomach made you feel powerful, you were loving the effect you caused on him.

Suddenly, an arm made you break your kiss with Mark. You lose your balance so you hug the guy that was pulling you backwards. Johnny.

-Hey, pornstars, we have some nice shit here- he pointed his hand with his eyes. You could see a tiny bag with a white dust inside. You come to your senses and look around at the crowd to try find Rosé, but it was obvious she already was under the influence. She was on Jaehyun's shoulders, enjoying the music. You sigh, chuckling at the sight of her losing her mind.

-Its my first time though- you commented while you look at Johnny spreading the dust on top of his phone screen with one hand using a credit card. You could notice he was an expert at it, you peek to see Mark right by your side looking at the manouvers as hypnotized as you. Probably it was his first time too.

You both snorted the little substance, and it sucked at first. It was so uncomfortable, but it took minutes for you to get used to that weird sensation on your nose.

You didnt even noticed when everything started to amplify. You could feel the summer breeze making its way around you, the taste of Mark's saliva still on your tongue was strong, the colorful tins of the sky while it was dusking looked so enhanced.

A hand grabbed yours, taking you out of your trance, and almost felt like an orgasm. So warm and so soft, made you wanna scream. You turned to see a fucked out Mark, studying your face with dilated pupils, he was almost as horny as you by only grabbing hands.

He caressed yours with his thumb, and it felt like he was fucking you, your body shivered at it. Mark was enjoying it too, so he brought your fingers closer to his mouth and inserted the index one inside, and started to suck on it. You moaned and felt how your pussy clenched at nothing, the saliva coating your finger felt like caramel, if you could explain the feeling.

-Mark if you keep doing that i'm gonna cum- you told him with a warning tone, he was so inmersed on sucking your finger that he jumped when you talked. He was aroused by the situation too.

He smiled with your finger still inside of his mouth, took it out, holded you by your wrist and started to run towards...

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-And we ended up here- Mark sumed up the night while you were laying on his chest, caressing it with the tip on your fingers. His, on the other hand, were playing with the locks of your hair.

-Yeah, i remember now, such a night- and then you snapped- Wait... where the fuck is...-

-Yeah, she was having a threesome with the boys. Dont worry, she was having a good time-Mark answered with a playful tone. Of course, that sounds like a very Rosé thing to do. You let out a breathy laugh.

-We could have joined...- you suggested, looking up at him. He took a few seconds to answer, while his eyes moved from one corner to the other of the ceiling, like he was evaluating that scenario.

-Yeah, and sharing? No thanks- he bit his lip and he looked at you with a greedy smile- I felt so lucky to have you screaming my name over and over-

You hit his shoulder with your fist playfully, and he took that as an answer to keep silent and just enjoy the company of the other.

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2 days went by, you get used to hang out with the boys. All kinds of crazy stuff you could imagine, you were doing it with them, and it felt like heaven. Mark couldnt keep his hands to himself and everytime he had the opportunity, he would make you cum on his fingers or mouth. And the same goes for you, too. Thanks to him, you noticed how good you are at giving blowjobs inside public restrooms.

But nothing lasts forever, sadly, and the last day of your summer vacation arrived. Rosé and you were ready to go back to Seoul, while they would be staying a little bit longer. It hurted, you got used to Mark's attention, and either him or you wanted to ask for eachothers contact. Not because of lack of interest, but because both of you thought that the other saw it as an adventure. You didn't even knew his last name.

His lips devours yours before you could get in the car that was waiting for you on the street -I wont forget you, thanks for this amazing 3 days- he smiled, a tint of sadness on his eyes. You caressed his cheek, pecking his nose, trying to hurry as much as you coulf so you wouldnt start to feel emotional.

-Y/l/n-

He looked at you clueless -What?-

-My last name is y/l/n- you smiled and without waiting for an answer, you close the door of the car.

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-Hey, hey, it's okay- typical of Rosé being so overdramatic. Sure, your finger almost got cut in half while you were trying to cook some carbonara, but it wasnt a big deal, something a few stitches couldn't fix. The only thing that kept your finger from gushing blood out was a piece of toilet paper.

-Please! My friend needs a doctor!!!!- She screamed at the top of her lungs inside the hospital.

-What happened?- a nurse hurried, worried eyes scanning you both.

-She is losing her finger!!!!- Rosé felt she was going to faint.

-Jesus, Rosé, calm down-

The nurse takes a quick look at your finger- Yeah it doesn't look that good, please follow me. You are lucky we don't have that many patients on New Years Eve-

You are guided to a tiny room full of medical stuff, probably where you are going to get your finger sticked together. It hurted as fuck, but you were trying to keep focused on something other than the pain. You looked at the desk with the computer on, and on a hidden corner you noticed a picture of 3 friends, on a place that seemed too familiar to you. Actually, the friends also seemed like an old ones you had... maybe in university? You can't quite remember.

The door opened up while you were trying to dig into your memories , and you looked at the door startled.

-So, Mrs y/n...- that voice, that motherfucking voice. A year has passed. But how the fuck you were supposed to forget it?. You felt your ears buzzing, face heating and heartbeat racing. You were losing your breath and suddenly the pain of your finger got worst and worst.

He didn't turn to look at you, just got inside by looking at his phone, and once he was sit in front of you, his facial expression dropped.

There were the both of you, looking at eachother like dumb teenagers, like your finger wasnt bleeding out, almost like you were backat that bar in Bora-bora again.

-I... uh... yeah, my finger- you stutter, pointing at it. Mark shakes his head, coming back at his professional senses.

Before the medical procedure he performed, he bandaged your finger, and wrote some medicine you had to take for the pain to go away.

-It should be okay on a few weeks, nothing to worry about- he smiled at you, trying to comfort you. You felt your heart drop when he grabbed the healthy of both of your hands and caressed your palm with his thumb, everything felt like a flashback. You looked at him with clueless eyes.

-I... uh... I should come back in a few weeks then- you stuttered, pressing your lips into a thin line while looking at him directly on his eyes. He nods.

-Lee-

You frowned -Huh?-

-My last name is Lee-

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toriwakes · 4 years ago

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Pretty Boy 187 [s.r x reader]

summary: reader finds out that her new found tumblr crush is none other than her coworker.

content warnings: she/her!reader, mentions of alcohol

a/n: hi!! i’m so happy to be posting again. i’m really proud of this, so i hope you all like it! as always, let me know if you have any requests!

convincing spencer to get tumblr was tough. not only did he hate technology, he didn’t like social media either.

“it’s gonna be fun! c’mon, please?” you’ve been bugging him about it for about a week. “spencer, please just download it. if i have to hear (y/n) whine again i’m gonna loose it.” said derek, plopping is papers on his desk. “you like it when i whine.” you teased, causing derek to flash you a toothy grin. “alright! jeez.” you clapped of joy and jumped to help spencer, but he stopped you. “no way, i’m not letting you follow me.” he kept his phone facing away from you, your arms dropping to your sides in defeat. “fine. i’ll find your account somehow.” “we’ll see about that.”

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over the next few weeks you acquired a few new followers, only one catching your eye. ‘prettyboy187’ followed you on a quiet friday afternoon. the username caught your attention at first, but when you checked is profile? that’s when you were hooked. half of his pictures were just aesthetically pleasing: outside of his window, his extreme sugary coffee, some books. but others...

it was an excerpt of a poem and his hand was holding back the pages. you doubt he meant to capture it so beautifully. just his hand was godly. you wasted no time dming him.

hey :)

how desperate did you look right now? he followed you barley an hour ago. you cant stop staring at that picture.

hello

he didn’t sound happy. well, he didn’t “sound” anything, you guys were texting. but you could feel his tone through the screen. where you overthinking this too much? you shuffled into your bed, wrapping yourself in the covers as you pondered what to say next.

i just wanted to tell you i really like your account. are you a photographer or something?

no, i’m not. my friend convinced me to get this app and i noticed people post aesthetically pleasing photos on here, so i’m just doing the same haha.

ok, well you don’t post nice pictures. at least, not that type. maybe you’d post a picture of the snow or your bed, but every now and then you’d bless the feed with a picture of you in a swimsuit. it was more for opinions on the suit than anything else.

ohh. maybe i should start doing that.

how do you mean?

oh.

that sounded like a very judge-y ‘oh’. your eyes scanned your own profile to see what he could’ve hated. there was you in your favorite red swimsuit, a picture of your computer with netflix on the screen. the rest of the posts were of the same type, so you couldn’t pinpoint what the problem was.

what is it?

no, nothing. your recent picture. that’s a nice swim suit.

oh. that’s what he meant. you practically threw your phone across the room and squealed. thank the universe that he didn’t dislike you already. you shot him another text. just like that, you had your first ever tumblr crush.

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“what’s up with you pretty girl?” derek asked when you walked into work. you supposed you still had the blush on your face when pretty boy wished you a good morning and day at work. “nothing!” you said, obviously it being something. as if on cue, spencer walked in behind you also giddy. “what, you’re both sweet on someone now?” when neither of you responded, derek laughed. “what?” emily inquired, taking her seat. “spencer and (y/n) both have a crush.” emily’s jaw dropped. “spencer has a crush?” everyone broke into laughter, jj overhearing and almost dropping her files. “why is that so surprising?” spencer defended himself, derek giving him a ‘you know the answer to that’ look. “well?what’re their names?” he pushed. you bit your tongue. you didn’t even know his name. yikes. “let’s start.” aaron called. saved by hotch. thank goodness. “this ain’t over.” derek warned the two of you. yes it was. by the end of the day morgan would’ve forgotten all about this.

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you were right like always. morgan didn’t ask anymore about it, instead offering to get drinks. you turned it down, desperate to get home and text your boy. and you did, only at 11pm.

hey, sorry it’s so late. had a long day at work.

no worries, so did i. listen, i have a question.

this boy only sent messages that would make your heart drop. with a pacing heart, you texted back.

yes?

his ‘online’ button flashes on. then he was typing. then he was deleting. it seemed like hours before he responded.

what’s your name?

godamnit. you didnt have a display name because you didn’t want anyone you knew finding your account. what’s a fake name you can use? maybe...

lila.

why did you pick spencer’s ex’s name? you don’t know. you remember being insanely jealous of her because she got to kiss spencer in the pool while you were posted outside. your crush on spencer was still very much alive, but not as much as it was with pretty boy.

that’s a pretty name.

thanks. now you have to tell me yours ;)

you’ve never been so nervous for a text conversation in your life. for some reason, the back of your head wondered what it would be like if you were texting spencer. it was just a thought, though. spencer would never say half of this stuff.

call me morgan.

oh NO. please no... you stalked his profile again, terrified that you’ve been flirting with your coworker this past month. alas, your eye caught another body picture- this time of his arm. no tattoos like derek. not to mention he was much smaller. not that that’s a bad thing. you don’t think you’d ever be able to handle derek...

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you arrived at work yet again with a blushing face. “come on, you can’t keep hiding this from me! tell me something at least!” derek whined. “okay! his name is morgan. and i know what you’re thinking, and no, it’s not you, my boy is much more attractive.” derek’s mouth formed into an ‘O’ shape in fake offense. “that’s damn near impossible. ain’t nobody prettier than derek morgan.” spencer walked in now, again with a dorky smile on his face. “spencer. (y/n)’s got a crush on-“ you jumped to cover his mouth, the sound of your crush’s name muffled. “what- hey! no fair! derek gets to know but i cant?” spencer whined. derek held his hands up and sat back down, not wanting to get you mad. smart. “three can’t keep a secret.” was all you said before sitting down to clean your workspace.

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the new highlight of your day was texting morgan. you learned several things about him; he has a job he can’t specify for personal reasons, he really wants a dog but he feels like animals hate him. you told him about your cat joel, and how they could absolutely love him. he appreciated that.

if i tell you something, do you promise not to freak out?

depends. are you about to tell me you’re a serial killer?

no!

you giggled to yourself at your humor.

i wanna meet you.

you promised not to freak out, but you were freaking out. it was just now setting in that you didn’t know this man at all. where he lived, how old he was, even what he looked like. you took a few deep breaths and asked a question.

where do you live?

quantico virginia.

no hesitation on that one. he lived in the same town as you? you didn’t know how you’d be able to turn this down...

shit, me too. let’s meet up then.

i’ll send you a good place to get drinks.

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“every time you walk in here, you’re blushing. now so are your ears.” you beamed at derek, sitting at your desk before spilling. “i’m gonna meet him.” “wait what? are you sure that’s safe?” you rolled your eyes. “i’m an fbi agent. i’m not scared of a little danger.” you playfully winked and derek blew out a huff of air. “if anything happens, you know you can call me.” you pouted at your friend and nodded, appreciating his concern. spencer was spinning in his seat. “you happy too?” you asked. he only nodded and didn’t elaborate. you we’re going to press on, but hotch called you all in and you lost your chance.

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on rare occasions, the bau got tough cases with very happy endings. this was one of those cases. the plane ride home was extremely joyous and derek offered to get drinks again. this time, everyone accepted (all except hotch). you texted morgan telling him you were going out tonight and you wouldn’t be back till late. you laughed to yourself. it was like he was your boyfriend.

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the night was young and you were fairly tipsy. ok that’s generous, you were drunk. you were spending most of your time with penelope and it took you a minute to remember spencer. “ohmygosh! spence!” he was startled at your presence but he gave you that flat mouthed smile of his. “how are you! you’re my favorite scorpio.” you nodded as you said it, as if trying to convince him it was true. “thanks? i’m good. you’re drunk.” he pointed out. “no shit. hey!!! you never showed me your tumblr user! you gotta show me that girl you like, bet you she’s really sexy.” you didn’t even know what you were saying at this point, whipping out your phone and snapping a picture with spencer. “what are you doing?” he asked, watching you type. “posting this on tumblr! i want everyone to know you’re my favorite in the world.” he wanted to ask favorite what, but a ping on his phone distracted him. lila posted. he smiled and checked her page.

holy fuck.

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“(y/n)?” he asked, not looking away from his phone. “yess?” you responded. “what’s your tumblr?” what is your tumblr? “uhhh..i don’t know, check.” you tossed him your open phone, and his eyes only grew wider. “you’re lila?” the words rang through your ears like a siren. “what?” the word was breathy, you couldn’t add stability to what you said. spencer showed you his phone, ‘prettyboy187’ on the screen. “you’re morgan?” still no confidence in your voice whatsoever. your feelings were supposed to change, you weren’t supposed to like that morgan was spencer. but they didn’t. you didn’t even think about the fact he saw your swimsuit photos. you loved that morgan was spencer, and you still wanted to see him on the weekend. “are you mad?” you asked, not being able to stop yourself from sipping from your glass. “no. should i be?” you smiled. “no. do you still wanna meet up this weekend?” “yes. but i don’t wanna get drinks.” he wasn’t even drinking, why is he complaining. “where should we go then?” “my house.”

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thisfoolwrites · 4 years ago

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My Altair

Thanks to all the notes on the sneak peak! Heres part one. I think its gonna be abou 3-4 parts long but I’m not sure yet. Thanks so much for all the likes again.

Warnings: Underage drinking.

Genre: Angst to Fluff

Part 1 Part 2

The music was loud, so loud that {Y/N} couldn't even hear her own thoughts. Well almost. The alcohol helped a bit. She could replay the scene in her head. Moving off the dance floor to grab another cup of whatever alcohol was there. She had long stopped tasting it. Her phone went off for what felt like the hundredth time that night. Glancing at it she the caller id. Kuroo<3. Oh how that heart mocked her. She had been so stupid to think that after so many years of knowing each other she would have won his heart. She should have known that she would always just be Kenma’s older sister to him. Even worse, all she would have was the title of Kuroo’s best friend. Ignoring the call and placing her phone back into her pocket she made her way back out to the dance floor.

She wasn't even sure whose party this was. All she knew is she heard some students talking about it while she was hiding behind the building at lunch. She didn't want to spend lunch with Kuroo and his new girlfriend. Akemi was nice, she couldn't hate the girl even though she wanted to. She didn't know that {Y/N} was in love with Kuroo. Hell, the only ones who knew were Yaku and Kenma. After dancing with random people for who knows how long her phone went off again. The vibrating was really starting to get on her nerves. She silenced it without even looking. She supposed that she should have told Kenma what she was doing, but she had been blinded by hurt. She knew they were worried about her, but right now she didn't have the heart to care. Alcohol was a good numbing agent. She was broken out of her thoughts by a hand grabbing her arm. Looking up he eyes widened at who it was. {blue} eyes locked with concerned gold orbs. He tried to talk but the music was too loud for her to hear, and with a sigh he gently pulled her out of the party.

Outside where the music was still audible, but manageable, she finally got a good look at her “savior.” She frowned at him and made a move to go back inside. She was once again blocked. She should have known getting around Bokuto was impossible.

“Kuroo called, he-” Bokuto began before being interrupted by the {H/C} girl.

“I don't care about Kuroo right now.” She huffed. “He shouldn't be worried about anyone other than Akami.” Not even noticing how slurred her speech was, or the fact that she was swaying because of all the alcohol, she attempted to take another drink. The ace grabbed it and poured it out. He could see the remains of tears on her cheeks. He knew how she had been hurt buy Kuroo, that was much was obvious. He gently grabbed her hand and led her away from the party. {hana} had no more fight left in her. All she could focus on now was the broad back of her friend.

“Why are you being nice to me? Shouldn't you be on his side?” she slurred. He sighed before replying.

“Can't pick a side if I don't know what happened Kozume.” Her eyes widened. He never called her by her last name. “All we care about right now if the fact that you are ok. Kuroo said you didn't show up to practice at all the last week, and then Kenma tells him you wern't even home tonight. Not to mention the fact that you didnt even answer your phone.” He stopped walking and turned to face her. “I'm not sure what happened to the two of you, but Kenma said you hadn't spoken to Kuroo in almost two weeks. We care about you {Y/N}, you have to talk to us.”

She finally looked up and him and saw the sincerity in his eyes. She gulped and turned away. “Can we go look at the stars? Kuroo never would with me. He said it was a waste of time when he could be practicing. Kenma would always play games or volleyball. All I want is to look at the stars with somebody, but I was never a first priority to the main people in my life. “ She finished with tears in her eyes. Looking back at Bokuto, she realized she couldn't hold back the tears anymore. “I gave up so much for them! I stopped skating because it interfered with their volleyball games. I became the team manager when I didn't even want to! I go to every game and every training camp because it means so much to him. I even stay after practice to help Kuroo with whatever he wants to improve! But-but.” She couldn't even finish her thoughts, next thing she knew she was pressed up against Bokuto’s chest.

“Its not stupid. Lets get some food and water in you and we will go look at the stars. Just let me call Kenma and let him know you're safe ok?|” He could feel her calm own and nod before pulling out his phone. It rang once before Kenma answered, frantic.

“Is she ok?” he asked.

“Shes physically fine, but shes drunk. Im gonna try to sober her up before bringing her back home.” He could hear Kenma let out a sigh of relief.

“Thank God. Thank you for finding her. I'll let Kuroo know and he can come help you get her home.” {Y/N} had heard Kuroos name and let out a muffled no. This did not go unnoticed by Kenma. “What does she mean no?”

“Not one hundred percent sure what he did, but Kuroo's the reason she took off.”

“Alright, well, make sure shes safe when she gets home ok?”

“I promise I'll get her home in one piece.”

It had been about an hour since Bokuto had grabbed {Y/N} from the party. After her breakdown she hadn't said anything else. She had already drank a full bottle of water and was halfway through the second. They stopped at a park that had a good view of the sky. Bokuto noticed how at ease she looked wile gazing up. He couldn't help but admire her, like he had done many times before. He frowned a bit noticing that her eyes didn't have their usual brightness in them.

“I wish that there wasn't so much glare from the lights of the city. You can barely see the stars. Its such a shame too, Most of the time you have to go to a planetarium to see them.” She began to ramble. “You can't even see Vega from here.”

“You ready to talk about it?” The owl man inquired. He almost regretted asking watching her deflate. “I just wanna know what happened. You and Kuroo had been close for years. For you to not talk to him is concerning.” She glanced at Bokuto before looking back to the sky.

“I wasn't supposed to hear it. He said it to Akemi, and neither of them knew I was there. They were arguing about me being close to Kuroo, and she figured out that I had liked Kuroo for a while. Girls just know, its like a sixth sense kinda thing.” She saw Bokuto nod out of her peripheral vision and took that as he cue to keep going. “'I could never like someone like {Y/N}. She’s too much like a sister to me.' That's what he said as if he wasn't my first kiss, as if everything we did during the summer of second year meant nothing. I was his dirty little secret. He didn't want to tell anyone because he was scared people would look at him different.” She huffed, tears starting to pool in her eyes once again.

A gust of wind blew at the moment and she shivered. She had regretted only wearing a long sleeve shirt to the party. Granted the alcohol had started to leave her body at this point. Her internal warmth had long left. She sighed and hugged herself tighter before a cloth was draped over her. She saw the white sleeved and knew that he had given her his track jacket. She turned to the owlish man with wide eyes. “Won't you get cold Bo?” She mumbled while putting her hands through the sleeves.

“Its a short walk to your house. I'll be fine. Lets just get you home and in bed.” He muttered taking the zipper and pulling it up all the way. Gold eyes met {E/C} and he knew that the anger he felt towards Kuroo could wait. He gently grabbed her hand and escorted her back home. Once they had reached the door to her house she tried to give the jacket back, but he shook his head. “Give it back the next time I see you.”

For the first time that night she smiled. “Get home safe Bo.” she whispered to him before entering the house. For so many months she had convinced herself that Kuroo the Altair to her Vega, but after his actions the past week she knew. He could never fill that roll. Still a little tipsy and having the courage to do so, she texted the white hair knight.

Me: Lets go stargazing again when I'm not about to die from alcohol poisoning sometime, ok?

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kdramachitchat · 3 years ago

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Hometown Cha Cha Cha episode 4 recap:

Hometown Cha Cha Cha episode 4 starts with a radiant Hye-jin and Du-sik meeting each other over and over, different outfits worn by Hye-jin and Du-sik attending to different jobs. She is also wearing her sparkly found heels again.

One day, a new patient comes to visit Hye-jin and is overly polite with both the women. Later, Nam-sook invites Hye-jin to the storeowner’s meeting. She’s not interested in the meeting but she’s more interested in the chance of meeting Du-sik again. Though he wasn’t there at the moment but is surprised that he stopped by. She asked about his day off and if he’s the treasurer of this meeting. A bit confused as to why he is because he doesn’t even own a business. He’s a freelancer hired by Ms. Cho. Confused to think that this is a freelancer job. The committee eventually talked about personal things like divorce. Hye-jin defended her statement that divorce isn’t a terrible thing, it’s just a choice people do. Du-sik agrees to it. They were talking about Chief Chang and her personal life. She came in abrupt. Hanchul also announced that he has laryngitis. This isn’t her environment and Hye-jin leaves the table thinking to herself why she even bothered to attend then gets teased by Juri. They were talking about her favorite boygroup. Hye-jin mentioned that she treated one of the members and Juri didn’t believe it.

Du-sik is nowhere to be seen and Hanchul seem to be faking his coughs. She started to get bored and faked her drunkness. A new bar singer up to replace Hanchul and it’s none other than Du-sik. What to expect? This guy is an all-rounder. Du-sik started singing a melancholy love tune with his acoustic guitar. She pretends to be drunk and Du-sik carries her on his back. Her shoe fell off and Du-sik knows that she’s faking her drunkness. Du-sik asked her why she’s faking her drunkness and tells him she just wants to go home. Du-sik teases her if she even has any friends because she hates being around people she’s uncomfortable with. She mentions the name of her friends and calls him a jerk. Du-sik just laughs and comments about her loved shoes.

Looks like someone else moved in because there’s lights next door.

As Gam-ri comes over to get a checkup, that mystery guy comes over again. He looks creepy and got a weird vibe about him. Mi-seon observes him strangely and Gam-ri follows the vibe, even asks herself if she has seen him before.

Just then, Du-sik also comes over to deliver her coffee and Hye-jin is surprised by his sudden kindness and pays for her coffee with discount. That evening, she brings over the photo of her and a singer that Ju-ri likes. Ju-ri reacts crazily seeing the picture and is over the moon like a excited fangirl. Du-sik was even annoyed by how loud her voice was. Haha. Hye-jin entertains Ju-ri with her comments and questions. Du-sik brings them something to eat and asks about the boygroup member she likes who is June. Du-sik teases them that he’s not that handsome and they both disagreed at the same time. Du-sik comments that they both act alike and they both started fangirling.

As everyone haggles Du-sik to help them with something or the other, he refuses to help Ms. Cha and then goes off surfing. Complaints their negative aspects. Du-sik wasn’t having it and isn’t the mood for some help. A fanservice scene for the lady fans!

Later, the mysterious man once again is back and Mi-seon looks even more uncomfortable. She was already feeling down after the shift and Hye-jin notices it too. It’s no wonder, though, because the moment Hye-jin leaves, he looks at Mi-seon creepily. Eventually, Hye-jin sees it with her own 2 eyes – he’s a sexual predator who was groping and checking out Mi-seon. Hye-jin is furious and tries to throw him out of the clinic. However, he calls the police and tells them that he is being framed for sexual assault. Hye-jin is pissed off and defends Mi-seon. Even Mi-seon tells her to let him go but with Hye-jin’s personality she wont. Oh man this is going to end up badly.

Du-sik arrives after Hye-jin highkicks and slaps the man. Gam-ri likely ran off to tell him and he arrived before anything worst happen. Du-sik was out of breath and asked in worry if she’s ok. Du-sik and Hye-jin both fainted.

Hye-jin and Du-sik are put behind bars at the police station for assault but didnt stay too long. Hye-jin asked how he knew about the incident. Chief Hong has some connections with the police so they let him out bec he complained about his wetsuit and changed into something more tropical. Hahaha Du-sik’s police friend releases them. Hye-jin ask why the man hasn’t been released yet from the hospital and why he wasn’t arrested. She refused to be bailed because he hasn’t been arrested. I find this hilarious at the same time sad with how women are still being assaulted, also the way that the police and the law are handling such cases. Mi-seon stops by the police station and tells her how grateful she is to Hye-jin. Du-sik and his police friends are watching them like they’re in a kdrama. Hahaha.

Gam-ri stops by the police station and came to report a lost property. She found the phone on the floor on the dental clinic. This phone may belong to the man and the police friend remembered that the man lost his phone.

Anyway, he had apparently taken many problematic photos of Mi-seon and others. Du-sik beats him in the hospital and then the man is arrested. Euncheol meets Mi-seon and tells her to call the emergency hotline incase something happens, tells her to not go through it alone. Same goes to Hye-jin.

When Du-sik tells Hye-jin later about the man’s incarceration, she decides to repay him for his kindness. Du-sik has been kind to Hye-jin lately. She tries to leave wine and fruits in front of his home as a way of repayment but is caught by Du-sik. She decides to spend the evening with him only to drink the wine that is rare to find.

Hye-jin is at his home self-touring herself and ended up seeing a picture of him and his geandfather. Du-sik tells her that he passed away when he was in middle school. She continued to ask about his family and Du-sik tells her that he has no one left. His parents died when he was 6 so he was left alone. That’s a sad family background. What happened to his parents really? Hye-jin is surprised to hear that information. Also while mentioning it he never looked up to her. Hye-jin even had to apologize that she asked.

As the two sit down to taste the wine, Du-sik is annoyed by Hye-jin’s annoying knowledge of wine. Hye-jin makes a fool of herself and he is amused. Hye-jin could be a wine-professor as another profession if her clinic didn’t push through! Hahaha. Du-sik is not into that kind of stuff but looks like he appreciates her company.

Ju-ri also sees Seonghyun and June at their bar doing 2 looks, though she thinks he’s a lookalike but it’s really him. Seonhyun and June seem to be close.

The two talk to each other, a little tipsy from finishing the entire bottle. In a rare vulnerable moment for Hye-jin, she talks about her mother and why she decided to move to Gongjin. It was her mom’s birthday when she moved back to Gongjin. We also get to learn that Du-sik is a true born Gongjin resident, he has lived in the seaside since birth. Death of a parent can be difficult to get by. She wanted to learn advice from her and buy things from her or even have a meal with her. Before she died, they were on a family trip to Gongjin. Du-sik started tearing up too. She complained why her face is hot and Du-sik touches her cheeks looking fondly at her. I really enjoyed this scene it’s one of their best moments so far.

Hometown Cha Cha Cha Ep 4 thoughts: We see more of Hye-jin’s vulnerability in this episode and we both get to know more about their family background. Du-sik and Hye-jin both seem to enjoy their company more especially after the last episode. Also kudos to Hye-jin for standing up for her friend and colleague against that molester. Both Hye-jin and Du-sik are heroes in their own way.

#2021 #Hometown Cha Cha Cha

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fleshblueberry · 3 years ago

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Babe wake up im going to rant about my ocs lore because im bored

Tw/cw depression, suicide, kidnapping, addiction, unreality

I write angsty stuff for my ocs oops-

When i first started making my characters they were very different in alot of ways and they were very different from what they are now. But i some how managed to glue all the chaos of my ocs together into a semi-coherent story. I went through an insane amount of world building with myself and i honestly dont think ive ever writen or typed any of it out before! its all just up in my head (and you know my memory is trash so ive probably forgotten of alot of things i made before lol). Anyways- i have two main story lines for my characters. Ethan's story, and Vevlet's story. Although i must admit Ethan's story is less complex than velvets simply beacsue it acts as a story of prequeal to Velvets story line. (Alternate realities that happen to have effect on each other basically- we love space time junk)

Ethan's world is very similar to ours, the most similar out of any of my fantasy worlds lol. Ethan's story revolves around self-discovery. I mean for it to be a wholesome/lighthearted thing that quickly leads up to dark undertones (spoilers lol). Ethan's story begins with Eef pre-transition (AFAB to NB). We get to see Ethan learn about themself and have fun exploring emotions and what it means to be alive. Ethan comes from a run-down family (mom khs, dad mia). So he lives with his adoptive parents (who i have yet to design and think about- theyre lesbians 100% though). A major moment for Eef is meeting his partner Seth. As you already know Ethan and Seth are cute ass boyfriends and stuff but guess what! im jammed their story full of angst and edgy shit bc i "wrote" most of this when i was hella depressed! Anyways Seth's family is like moderally welathy, wealthier than most i would say. Seth catches feelings for the emo chick ofc (forgot to metion Eef was definately a hot goth girl before he transitions).... uh yea anyways seth ends up flirting and crushing on eef and eef is like yea sure im bored and sad why not. and they end up dating after a while. Theres an important moment in their relationship when Ethan take Seth to this dead tree. THis dead tree is very important also bc it is where his mother hanged herself, and Ethan doesnt quite remember that bc he was very young when it happened, but he knows it as a place of comfort and he goes there alot when he feels sad or alone. this tree could be taken as symbolizim but heheh ill never tell. anyways Ethan is like yo my fevorite tree and Seth is like wtf okay bro ily and all but why a dead tree with an unstable tire swing?? ANd ethans like idk but i like it here reminds me of my childhood (op my guy) and they spend the night there. Also when ethan comes out to seth as nonbinary seth is just like ok,,, because hes bisexual lol. anyways time skip and Seth has some addiction problems once he graduates, long story short- Ethan doesnt like it bc his dad was a druggie so he trys to help Seth and Seth raises his voice and ethan is tiny compared to his bf so hes naturally like terrified of being hit and he suddenly feels his world of happy and peace he build back up bieng destroyed once again so he heads to his mothers dead tree and decides life isnt worth it anymore, and he hangs himself in the exact spot his mother did.... once seth comes off one of his highs or whatever hes like- oh fuck i yelled and acted agro to my traumatized partner. and he immedatly goes to the tree bc its Ethans favortie spot but its to late. regret is the only emootion anymore... its over for them.

now youre probably wondering how the absolute hell does that tie into velvets lore?? well do i have a tale for you. Velvets sotry begins on her 21st birthday, she is out for drinks with her douchebag bf and her bestfriend. several drinks later she yells over blaring club music shes going to the restroom, and as shes walking back she sees her bf and her bestie making out and she doesnt even say anyhting and walks out alone. She is making her way back to her apartment very tipsy. She then hears a vechile driving beside her, she cant make out anyhting theyre saying and the people in the car get out and before she even relises whats going on shes thrown into the vechile and is being beaten and yelled at. She passes out as theyre driivng to somewhere. When she next awakes she is in a barn-looking place. Concreate walls painted red and straw all over the floor. she cant stand, her legs stung and so did her entire body. for several days- she doesnt know how long she stayed in this place unable to move or do anything. Weak and starving, she gathered up her last bit of strength and hung herself on a low board (havent really worked out the details on that scence bc i keep changing my mind but she does hang herself). Cut to a space of nothingness- legit nothing- exactly its impossible to imagine nothing. In the nothing sits velvet all skin and bone, and then an entity, a hooded figure with long hair, sits next to her. No words are spoke, but the entity looks at velvet longingly. Then it tears out its eye- just full on plunges its hand into its socket and rips it out. bloody mess honestly. the entity hands its eye to velvet, and she takes it. there is no thoughts here, no sound, only actions. Cut once more to a coriners room place? ya know the place with dead bodies and tables and shit- anyways a bright light emerges from dead!vevlets chest and surrounds her entire body. *cue stunned doctor mans* Velvet arises from her death with her scars healed over and... wings. Yup shes an angel now. I mean her world already had monsters and things of suppernatural belonging but- angels are rare. She makes 1 of 2 angels in their relam as of current. Angels are "made" from regrets. Regret overflowing from two sources- one long dead and the other recent. This is where ethan comes in. Ethan's regret from how he died was powerful and sad, powerful enough for his spirt- an entity- to reach Velvets. Velvet too, had much regret in her death. So young and so many things that could have been avoided. In the days following up to her death in the barn/cellar she only felt regret. Regret for all she did and all she didnt do. So much pain summoned the entity. Their powerful forces of regret pulled them together and allowed Velvet to return- but at a price for the both of them. the entity lost its eye- symbolizing a loss of humanity and conscientiousness. While Velvet lost herself, she no longer can view her world in the same way. She has severe ptsd- like episodes and halucinations. She cant go back, she has to live through he own grief. Velvets appearnace also changes quite a bit. Her hair got longer, she has two sleek gray wings on her back, and- one of her eyes are purple now. why does it hrut her to see that eye? why is it all so familiar yet far away. Her human brain can hardly understand all the changes. But she was gifted this- she knows she must try. And luckily for her society sees angels as higher beings. They are given the umost respect but they are also greatly feared because of how misterious their origins are. The only other known angel meets with velvet quite alot through her story, he will act as a sort of guide/plot device to make things a bit easier for myself (havent worked out his lore tho or even a design for him hjbfkjsdb). Anyways im tired and its 1:35 am so thats all the lore you get for now, plus its the stuff ive thought about the most so- i dont really want to think any furtherb ahead yet lol. to many little things to work out...... i love creating but oml typing hurts after an hour or so-

Jam out!

... I don't even know what to say to this

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idjitlili · 4 years ago

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I see stars

summary:

Imagine getting drunk at the feast of starlight , and becoming over happy,and dancing like the complete opposite to what elves are used to. Leasts just say Thranduil is more than impressed.

translations:

rukhs shirumund caragu=beardless orc dung

warnings:two boners

wordcount:2356

After the dwarves and you were taken prisoner,Thranduil had kept you with him once he sent Thorin to the cells for refusing his offer. Before he was even able to begin to talk to you the dwarves had escaped,theu had left a note which the guards handed to Thranduil ,who read it before passing it to you. His face was unreadable you didnt know what to expect,as the scrap paper was upon your hands. The rushed note had read:

"Our friend from strange lands,

your journey ends here, come vist us in erebor once it IS safe,not now,we cannot afford to lose anymore family.

much love,

ps Thorin says if you get the chance near that rukhs shirumund caragu lowers,bite it off."

Your face lit up with embarrassment,knowing Thranduil had known what Thorin was implying for you to do,it was a good idea,but hiding a knife in your vagina and then chopping it off with that. That seemed like a better idea,what if you had his coxk in your mouth,and you bite it off and then you choke to death on it,it happened to dean winchester just with a sausage. You looked up to the king ,you was watching you intensely. "Thank you." you had spoke quietly,folding the note placing it in your front pocket of your jeans.

Yes you were still wearing your clothes from home,you had cleaned them last at a stream,but when you had first joined the company ,they had given you spar tunics , blankets and such. You had known them since you fell froma portal ,four feet from the ground infront of the company. They had grew to think very fondely of you ,and protected you from all danger.Now you felt very insecure with out them around ,especially when this king seemed very scary.

"what for?" Thranduil had questioned you circling ,your body ,you had crossed your arms and faced the floor. "for allowing me to have that note from my friends." he had stopped circling to look at you ,he liked you not like that at least not yet,you were being held captive yet you were treating him with kindness.

He hadnt kept you in a cell,infact he given you a room,it was locked at night and such incase you tried to kill him. In a few days you had warmed up to the king,but now erebor was reclaimed and he qould be going to reclaim his jems. You had practially begged him to take you with,so you could see your friends. He didnt like the idea,but then you started crying,you enjoyed the kings comapny when you would eat with him and such ,but you couldnt not go especially if you could prevent somes death. In the end he had agreed and sat you infront of him on his elk,you were excited to see your friends ,you just hoped Thranduil wouldnt kill them. You had been shy with Thranduil at first ,but you soon found out he was very nice,and you came out of your shell.

That led you to be literally bouncing on the elk once you had arrived infront of erebor ,with Thranduil having to have his arm around your waist,which led you to be very close to each other. He had to tell you to stop,as nice as he could,you hadnt realised you had caused the king a little problem.Which luckily his outfit hid,he didnt tell you that was why,he had just stated someobe might aim for him and then hit you with an arrow. Bouncing looked like yeah. You had spotted Thorin whos gaze lingled on you ,he thought Thranduil was using you so they wouldnt try kill him.

However you smiled widely up at Thorin. " Thorin! Your crown looks very lovely on you!" you had shouted up at the king ,who sffered from dragon sickness,his mouth twitched slightly before turning back into a frown. "You are fooling around with an elf?and an elf thats him?" he had scoffed in disgust at you,your face fell. "no,thorin." you had been hurt at his words,thranduil had tighted his grip on you waist,protectively.

Once you had found out that Thorin and his best fighters had been led into a trapped ,you had forced Thranduil, totake you there and help save them. In which had surprisingly did,you also may have used your sons also heading there ,what if he gets hurt and you couldve saved him. You ended up jumping on azog's back ,legs around his waist stabbing him in the back with daggers,so thorin could go for the kill;you literally looked like drax. Now your life was complete ,you looked awesome,you had also saved fili and kili. Darn Fili deserves more screentime. Azog had flipped you over his shoulders ,slamming you into the ice,strangling you with one hand and blade in another sending a slice up your arm, You had just became loki ,being slammed by hulk,and now you needed stitches. "I...c-can...see..y-your cock." you had to try to speak,face red,unable to breathe.giving Thorin the chance to end his life.

Thorin pushed azogs body away from you,pulling you into his arms. "you are very much crazy ,y/n and for that I will be forever in debt to you as you saved my family and I" he spoke stroking your hair, as you gained your breath back,your neck was definitely was going to be bruised. "I ...r-repaid..my debt for keeping me safe in this strange world all those month,plus i got to see that majestic hair everyday." you reached your hand up,to his hair,running your fingers through it, "i am really sorry for saying what i did earlier, I do not want you getting hurt that was all." he spoke sincerely to you. "dont worry little man,no one has taken my innocence." you smirked in which Thorin smiled at you in relief before carrying you bridal style to erebor to find oin,trying to avoid hurting your bleeding upper arm.

That was until Thranduil stopped him on his elk,his eyes wondering over your injured form,you smiled at the king. Thranduil knew he had to take you home with him,he had felt things he had never felt before ,even with his now dead wife. "let me take her back with me,to the woodland relm,we have the finest doctors." he had spoken sternly,Thorin had scoffed in response. "oin is the best in erebor!" he had growled,he didnt want you with an elf at all. "more like the only one." Thranduil had annoyed Thorin with this,his stomach bubbled with anger. "Thorin, its fine I have to go back anyways ,I left belongings there." you tried to convince the dwarven king,however he was stubborn,so it would take more than that. "i will buy and have you made new belongings." he really didnt want you to go,he felt like it was his duty to protect you,he thought of you as a daughter almost.

"Thorin , I will come back,and if not straight away, I will write." you had jumped down from Thorins arms ,before hugging him tightly,and pulling away. Your eyes watered ,as you looked at back at Thorin who's did the same ,as Thranduil lifted you up onto his elk infront of him.

Also you forgot to mention,Tauriel fell off a cliff , rip. Legolas was going away for a while,but promised his father he would try to visit on the feast of starlight. Thranduil had comforted you saying Thorin was safe ,there wasnt any huge chances that something could happen to him while you were gone,you would be able to see him again. Anyways that was many months ago and you wrote to the dwarves and bilbo often,Thranduil would even get elves with drawing talents to draw you so you could send them back for Thorin and Bilbo. Bilbo had requested it. But tonight was the feast of starlight,Thranduil had you a dress made ,and fitted , it was mint green,come to think of it looked exactly like Arwen's dress in return of the time. Maybe you become friends with her tonight ,and gift it too her in the future as she loved it so much. wink wink. Thranduil had personally came to chambers,and walked with you to the feast. Yeah so you had been staying in the woodland relm way longer than you had thought you would have been staying.

Thrandul had sat on the end of the table ,while you sat at the side of the table next to him,there was many high elves at the table such as celeborn,Elrond,Lady Galadriel,and many others,you could barely remember any of there names. However there had been wine,you were barely an adult ,let they kept topping up your glass ,no one told you how strong elvish wine was. You were tipsy very quickly,you didnt make much conversation with anyone as you very nervous of saying something innappropriate. Soon as you all had entered the hall ,the music filled your ears it was quiet boring music. So you just lingled around Thranduil , drinking wine ,which was everywhere ,soon you were very loose ,and very close to Thranduil. Basically jumping around him, that was until a slightlly up beat song started playing. "Thranduil I am going to go danceeeeee." you had spoke excitely ,gripping the kings arm he had simply nodded.

You had skipped off to the dance floor,letting out a "wooooooo" hitting your fist in the air,Thranduil watched you as you tucked a part of your dress into your short legging shorts,he had gasped at your action as your whole thigh was revealed. You began dancing like you were doing just dance to umbrella,singing the lyrics,pointing to Thranduil ,gesturing him to join he shook his head,you shrug at him. You had learnt this not only because of tom holland but as a child you loved just dance and memorized the movements.

"you have my heart

And we'll never be worlds apart

Maybe in magazines

But you'll still be my star

Baby, 'cause in the dark

You can't see shiny cars

And that's when you need me there

With you, I'll always share"

you had began,as the elves had changed the music to suit the music , you smirked at heart you had gestured to Thranduil,who's face was a beet,he couldnt deny he liked it.

"When the sun shine, we shine together

Told you I'll be here forever

Said I'll always be your friend

Took an oath, I'ma stick it out to the end

Now that it's raining more than ever

Know that we'll still have each other

You can stand under my umbrella

You can stand under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh

Under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh

Under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh"

you gestured under your dress before ,winking at Thranduil,before pulling the dress off swiftly,causing the elves to gasp ,leaving you in a tight black corset from Thorin and black shorts,you threw the dress at Arwen mouthing keep it.These fancy things

"Will never come in between

You're part of my entity

Here for infinity

When the war has took its part

When the world has dealt its cards

If the hand is hard

Together we'll mend your heart."

You strut over Thorin ,high and might ,getting very close ,before turing and dropping your ass slightly grazes him ,before flicking a leg out then bring it back in and doing the same with the other. Before standing up quickly,facing him wipping the back of your hands down his face before going back the dance floor.

"When the sun shine, we shine together

Told you I'll be here forever

Said I'll always be your friend

Took an oath, I'ma stick it out to the end

Now that it's raining more than ever

Know that we'll still have each other

You can stand under my umbrella

You can stand under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh

Under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh

Under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh"

Thranduil stares at you,licking his lips at your performance,he was deeply attracted to you there was no doubt about that. You skin glittering in the light as it reflected onto your sweat,

"It's rainin', rainin'

Ooh, baby, it's rainin', rainin'

Baby, come here to me

Come into me

It's rainin', rainin'

Ooh, baby, it's rainin', rainin'"

you finished off ,voice hurting slightly,before grabbing a glass of wine chugging it,bow at the elves that claped for you, smiled brightly,they hadnt seen anything like that ever. You didnt get to anything else before Thranduil practically run at you. You had revealed you love Thranduil ,in your song, He cupped your cheeks gently with his large hands before he pressed his soft lips against yours ,the elves around you clap around you,as you both kiss passionately.

"will you marry me,y/n?" he spoke once you both pulled away,you nod eagarly before pressing your lips to his quickly,you bow once more before pulling out of the hall,he thanks everyone for coming as you walk out.

lets just say you dont bite his cock off,you went to visit Thorin with Thranduil the next day , they put aside their differences for you ,as Thranduil tells them about your stunt ,not about the boner he hid when you slut dropped infront of him.

#the hobbit imagine #the hobbit x reader #the hobbit x you #thranduil imagine #thranduil x reader #thranduil x y/n #thranduil #the hobbit imagines

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buginateacup · 4 years ago

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So I finally figured out the best way for me to plot Rings is to write it out like I did before ie like you;re telling a rapid story/juicy gossip which stops me from writing the same scene in different angst/fluff/horny versions

so spoilers for the next few chapters under the cut if you’re interested

So the first night of the honeymoon is...fine. They spend most of it laughing over whatever the fuck was today and agree that staying married is really not an option. Megamind has conveniently forgotten that he agreed to be a superhero and Roxanne winds up laughing in Megamind's arms as he proves that he can in fact dance like Fred Astaire on the balcony of their suite. Its a remarkably fun night all things considered until Roxanne goes to push open the door to what she assumes is the other bedroom of the suite and finds the kind of closet that she's been dreaming of all her life and that means...

There is only one bed. Fuck

Cue panic

And Roxanne getting stuck in her dress

help

But Megamind has also been having just a hint of a breakdown because dancing with Roxanne made him realise that oh no he's in love with his wife and he hasn't wished he was human for a long time (not true) but it does mean that she's probably not going to be okay with tentacles which is the kind of thing you should probably tell a prospective partner BEFORE you marry them so he's going to sleep on the couch far far away from temptation. And Roxanne is an absolute horny mess because she is absolutely hiding her feelings behind her libido but Megamind is being very considerate of not being THAT KIND of villain which means she feels like he doesn't want her and nothing kills desire faster than not being wanted so that’s its own problem.

Except the couch is kind of squeaky because its leather and he can't sleep and eventually Roxanne comes storming out and demands he come to bed so they can both sleep because he's keeping her awake too.

And they do.

Sleep

Just sleep

And wake up tangled together on Friday morning.

That's not awkward at all

That's also the morning they find out they have the suite for the rest of the weekend, which, delightful. Divorce can definitely wait a couple of days while they ruin Wayne's credit rating. There may be a bit of a moment where Megamind catches Roxanne trying on his mantle over her pjs that will either be incredibly angsty or incredibly hot but that that is not part of the plan we're just pretending that didnt happen, or it did and that is how they decide to be married for the weekend (IDK, working on it). In the mean time there are casino heists to plan and chess and scrabble to be played and evening brings Megamind back to bed with Roxanne because its just easier at this point. And when he wakes up because UNFAMILIAR in the middle of the night he plays with Roxanne's hair at her askance for an hour until they both fall asleep.

Roxanne is more than okay with having someone permanently willing to play with her hair on tap as all people should be.

On Saturday Roxanne is awake first and spends some time thinking about how tired Megamind looks and how he should really take some time off and they can go to the beach or something after they get back. This should probably have been a clue about her feelings but hey, leave a girl her river in egypt.

This may or may not be the day she also glues him to the headboard of the bed with the decoupage setting on the de-gun while she has a shower.

Megamind genuinely considers gnawing off his own arm because she didnt quite manage to close the door properly and that is its own kind of torture.

They have a bet about paper airplanes and landing them in the fountain. Megamind wins so Roxanne has to show him a trick (Roxanne is not thinking about that thing she can do with her throat nope not at all) which is how he finds out his wife is a master at throwing cocktails and they get more than a little tipsy and he shows her how to fire the degun which is adorable and a little hot and they wind up slowdancing on the balcony to the Something for Kate cover of When the War is Over because I love that freaking song and I'm very attached to that mental image right now.

The second night, they know its all over by tomorrow and they spend a while talking in bed in the dark which is where I will probably make all of you cry with how lonely being the last one is for Megamind and it breaks Roxanne's heart a little to and they have the kind of thing that you just do not talk about in the light of day because if what happens in vegas stays in vegas then what happens that night is like the what happens in vegas stays in vegas of what happens in vegas stays in vegas.

Look it makes sense in context okay

They also both stay clothed so chill.

Sunday morning brings them to the foyer and its bittersweet and lovely and they just want to hold one another but they CANT because there is a PLAN and of course they shouldn’t stay married but oh shit the divorce desk doesn’t open until 11 and its only ten and their chauffer is waiting for them to take them home so shit, that is an issue but its fine because there's a form you can fill out and they will post you the divorce papers.

So great. They head to the airport and get on the plane and oh look there's yesterdays paper and why is there a photo of their wedding certificate on the front page?

And when was megamind going to tell Roxanne he was becoming a hero?

And Megamind had genuinely forgotten about that. Oops

So it turns out all of Metro City has been waiting for this day for YEARS. The paper is full of happy articles and letters to the editor saying we knew those crazy kids had it in them and Carlos has won a considerable amount of money in the pool and has taken his family to disney world.

And well they cant stay married obviously (can they?) but everyone is clearly expecting them to come home as a couple so sure they can fake it for a while before quietly separating except Megamind is not okay with the idea of Roxanne getting kidnapped by anyone else because no one else will be careful enough. And Roxanne is very unimpressed that the defenders council are trying to replace her with an official damsel. She is staying damsel thank you very much Gerry.

This may also become the fic where Roxanne finally sets up a damsel's union.

So they have a bit of a talk and yep practice kissing is definitely a thing they need to work on

a lot

that moment where the copilot walks in on them is a little embarrasing

but they land and oh look there's a car waiting for them to take them to

The Scott's are throwing them a party after all

So Roxanne gets dressed by Minion for the second time in a week which is where she finds out that "Oh sir was always so worried that if he ever found someone the tentacles would be a dealbreaker"

Tentacles

Huh

Where?

Prehensile or?

Oh for fucks sake Roxanne you dont even know what they're for stop it

No but seriously where are they?

Megamind on the other hand has just found out that Roxanne has a tattoo from Metro Man of all people and there is a very awkward/sexy/funny moment in a butler's pantry where Megamind finds out exactly where Roxanne's tattoo is and Roxanne has it confirmed exactly what those tentacles are for after all.

Great so add that to the list of things we're thinking about like his shoulders and his hands and his eyes instead of our feelings.

Roxanne takes great solace in her libido as it is far easier than arguing with her head or her heart.

Or she would be if she was getting laid.

And SURPRISE this party is not the intimate dinner they were promised but a full on party with Megamind's prison uncles set up on a webcam in a theatre which is a lovely cute scene and Roxanne is definitely getting baby stories out of these men.

Megamind uses her as a human shield. Its force of habit and has nothing to do with how much he's blushing at all.

And they get asked to make a speech and Megamind tells everyone exactly how much he loves his wife and Roxanne is almost in tears because what the hell where was this when it was just the two of them? He cant mean any of this clearly and wow that fucking hurts.

And then Roxanne's great aunt helen shows up because of course family was invited and she is an unpleasant woman at the best of times and Roxanne goes full "Fuck off Helen he's my husband and I love him"

and

shit

she does doesnt she?

Nope straight back to denial on that one. Cannot think about that right now

Because he clearly doesn't feel the same way or he'd have told her personally, not to a crowd of people. And Megamind thinks she was exaggerating because he’s also thinking where was this in vegas? And Roxanne is forcibly reminded she can't be the damsel if she's married to the hero so she is never going to see him again unless its for an interview which means she has to spend the rest of her life chasing him down in the van with fucking hal and ow ow ow

So they leave the party and Megamind drops her home only for Roxanne to find her apartment full of boxes as she is also being kicked out of her apartment as she is no longer acting damsel.

So she grabs a bag and tracks down the lair and oh hi husband can I live with you or not?

Hi wife yes please say (stay forever please stay forever) which is where we get the SECOND there was only one bed because half the lair was demolished in the last big battle and there is no space for another room right now and of course they have to keep sharing a room or Minion will get suspicious

this bed is much smaller than the giant orgy sized one in vegas

good thing they’re already getting used to waking up in one another’s arms

Roxanne does manage to ask for a small room to use as an office because she needs somewhere to cry and she's used to living alone but wow does this feel like moving in...

And that brings us to chapter 6ish?

#Rings #Megamind #fic plotting #give me all the feedback #fic by comittee #because there is no garuantee any of this is going to stay this way #but I needed to get it down #so I could keep writing #I will plot the rest out later #and go to bed at a reasonable hour tonight #ahahahahahahaha #bug is writing a thing

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littlemissvincentvega · 4 years ago

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Head Cannons First Dates with the Dogs and Eddie

Brown:

* You met him when he approached you at an Indy movie viewing in your town. You were getting Mike and Ike’s and he totally interrupts your transaction with the clerk by asking you your favorite flavors. Although a little annoyed you think he is adorable. You indulge and tell him your favorites and he tells you the entire history of the candy. After the movie he finds you and asks if you want to get a late night snack to discuss the film.

* You both go to a dessert bar around the corner. Although you offer to share a piece of pie, you know to be romantic he rejects the requests and orders his usual brownie with whipped cream.

* He goes on and on about the cinematography and plot.

* You add your own opinions and he is intrigued and fascinated

* You end up talking until closing.

* He walks you back to your car and offers to follow you home to make sure you get In safely.

* You decline although you didn’t think it was weird.

* He calls you the next day to chat and ask you out again

Mr. Pink

* you meet Mr. Pink in the wine shop in your neighborhood. He saw you before you noticed him. He kinda followed you around the store but tries to not make himself seem obvious or weird.

* You pick up a bottle of red to inspect. He peers over your shoulder “that one is kinda overpriced for what you get. If you’re looking for a full bodied red I would recommend this one.” As he hands you another bottle of red wine.

* You thank him with a smile. He barely gets the words out “you’re welcome”. He of course scurries away to check out the alcohol accessories.

* After you check out he is super nervous but trying to keep it together. “ hey I don’t normally do this but I would regret this for years if I didnt, but I was wondering if maybe I can take you out sometime.” Of course you say yes because he is super adorable.

* The day of the date you’re low key super excited. The appointment you had before your date canceled so you could meet earlier. You call him to see if he wanted to get together an hour earlier but when you call he assumes youre cancelling. “Oh I figured this would happen, really don’t feel bad... oh earlier?? Yeah sure. I’m free.”

* He takes you to a low key jazz lounge. You are wearing a tight fitting black slip dress. When he sees you his eyes get big and his jaw drops. “ wow you look incredible” he says as he greets you. You lean to kiss his cheek.

* Although he is trying his best to stay calm ans confident, he def is having a hard time staying focused on the music. Halfway through the evening you reach for his hand and ask if he wants to dance, the band is playing “In a Sentimental Mood”.

* He is super embarrassed about his dance moves so he groans and reluctantly gets up.

* You slow dance and put your head on his chest, his heart is racing!!!!

* He suggest going back to his house for more wine and to show off his record collection.

* You listen to a few records, totally impressed by the wine and music. Since you are both a little tipsy, you take an Uber home.

* He walks you to the car and you give him a soft kiss on the lips. Of course when you pull away his eyes are still closed and almost like he is in a trance.

* He text you good night and he hopes to see you again soon.

Mr. White:

* You meet white at a mutual friends birthday party in their backyard. You’re helping to bring out drinks and you catch him looking at you from across the yard. He is looking a little too long so you smile and give him your innocent big doe eyes.

* Throughout the afternoon you steal glances at each other. But never actually speaking. You of course are tucking your hair behind your ears and flirting from a distance.

* When the party is winding down and you’re bringing a few glasses inside, he saunters in a few feet after you. Causal but determined.

* “Can I help you with anything?” You turn around slowly and smile. “No, I’m practically done. Is there anything I can help you with?” You ask in a very seductive tone as you take a few steps toward him. Larry raises his brows and looks around. “ well since you’re offering... Could you explain to me who decides to have a garden party on the hottest day of the year?” You both laugh and gaze at each other. “I’m Larry.” “I’m y/n” Larry says “I’m about to head out but I would love to spend more time with you and get to know you. Would I be able to give you my information?” You smile and take his number.

* You wait a few days before you call him. When he answers he tries to hide his excitement when he finds out it’s you. “Oh hey Y/N I didn’t think you would call. It’s good to hear from you.” During your conversation he finds out you’ve never been to a baseball game.

* Of course your first date is to a brewers v dodgers game. He buys everything and is shocked to find out you’re a vegan. He finds a stand that has vegan options and buys whatever you want. Larry spends the game explaining the rules in a patient and calm way. He finds little ways to touch your hand and makes jokes to make you laugh. He asks questions about you throughout the game truly wanting to know more about you.

* At the 7th inning stretch he puts his arm around your waist to pull you closer as you watch the highlight reel. He tells you that he is having a really great time. You are as well.

* You of course buy a dodgers hat, Larry refuses to make the purchase since he is a Brewers fan.

* At the end of the game you walk around the stadium a bit laughing and talking before getting kicked out. Larry drives you home. He drives a classic muscle car (duh).

* He opens the door for you and let’s you out. He grabs your hands and pulls you into him as he leans against the hood of his car. His muscles are very defined through his shirt. He holds your hips into him as you both continue to talk for a few mins.

* Your eyes lock and you lean into him and make out passionately. LArry walks you to your door, holding hands slowly walking to the door . He kisses you again and is respectful to not ask to come in although you would have said yes.

* When you’re done getting ready for bed you call him to make sure he got in safely, “y/n I was just about to pick up the phone to call you, tonight was wonderful. I’d love to take out again.” You agree and make a baseball reference. “Aw sexy, smart, and a fast learner... I need to be careful. Sweetheart I would love to see you sometime this week. Let me know when you’re free.” Your heart melts and you set up a time.

Mr Orange.

* you know he pretends to be cocky AF and it kind of turned you off at first.

* You meet him through Holloway who is dating your best friend. Holloway promises he is a nice guy and a great cop. Evidently he has seen photos of you on social media and practically begged for an introduction.

* Holloway has a viewing party for a high profile boxing match, of course he invites you (even though you don’t care about the sports), Orange, a few cops from the precinct, and other friends.

* Holloway introduces you to Orange. Orange tries to play it super cool to the point where he comes off as nonchalant, uninterested and arrogant. The moment you shack his hand he says nice to meet you and walks away to a fellow officer across the room. You look at Holloway and look at orange who is involved in a completely different conversation now, like “what was that?” Throughout the rounds Orange is cheering and jeering on and taunting the guys during the under card, not paying attention to you at all. Holloway pulls him aside before the headliner, and asks him why he isnt making an attempt to talk to you. Orange says “man she is way too hot and way out of my league. I don’t know what I was thinking. I’m not going to embarrass myself.” Holloway encourages him to at least to make small talk. Orange walks over to you with his hands in his jean pockets all shy. He asks if you’re enjoying the match and you lie and say yes. Of course you’re in the kitchen with the women laughing and not paying attention. Holloway enters the kitchen and joins his GF by you and orange to help lighten the mood. Orange is obviously out of his element. The final match is announced and you offer to watch it with him. During the Main card you sit next to him. He is too nervous to taunt anyone and sits quietly. A cop that Orange works with says “hey y/n needs to come around more often, I have never heard Freddy this quiet before.” Everyone erupts in laughter but Freddy turns beet red.

* Everyone leaves and Freddy Irish good byes without getting your information.

* Holloway’s girlfriend has to be the one to give you freddys number. You reluctantly call because why didn’t he at least say bye... and he picks up after the first ring.

* You meet him at the modern art museum, there is an exhibit on comics and anime. Freddy opens up and tells you all about the artwork and his love for comics.

* Half way through Freddy has to go to the bathroom. As he washes his hands he reminds himself he is super cool and he is the Barretta. He convinces himself you like him and you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t.

* At the end of the exhibit Freddy is nervously chatting about how he didn’t expect you to come and how stoked he was, while he is rambling you kiss him to shut him up. He is stunned 😍.

* When you get home, Freddy immediately calls you. Some classicSpeed Racer movie is on to put on a movie channel and he thinks you’d like it. You get into jammies and stay on the phone and watch it with him. He is super excited as you both watch the movie over the phone ans chat.

* When you start getting tired, Freddy asks if you want to grab coffee in the morning before you start your day. You of course say yes.

Nice Guy Eddie.

* you meet Eddie at a dive bar after work while you’re getting drinks with coworkers.

* Eddie asks if you want to play pool. You say you don’t really play often but sure. He teaches you the basics and then challenges you to a match, “if you win Your next round is on me.” You ask what if he wins since that’s more likely... “ you have to let me take you out this Friday.” He says with a grin. “It’s a win win.” While playing you ask for extra help with Eddie standing behind you pressed against you with his hands on yours directing you softly on how to shoot the pool stick . Eddie wins the match and still buys you your next round.

* On Friday Eddie picks you up and let’s you pick the music. He takes you to a very nice Italian restaurant with white table clothes and candle lights. He hold your hand across the table and speaks low and softly to you. You’re literally melting.

* You can tell he is a big deal the way he carries himself and the way the staff responds to him.

* After dinner you hold hands walking around the busy neighborhood. Eddie stops you in front of a lit fountain and cups our cheeks in his hands. He kisses you softly on the lips. Eyes closed still smile and you gaze into his eyes. He kisses you again as you melt into him.

* Eddie takes you back home and you proceed to make out with him playing Sinatra and candles offering the only light

* Before things get too far you tell him he should go. He doesn’t Protest but is obviously a little disappointed. He is the type that gets everything he wants so you have to hold back some.

* He calls you a few days later. He would have called sooner but he got busy with a job.

* You suggest your next date be he takes you around to places that are significant to him from his childhood.

Mr Blonde

* soooo smooth.

* You don’t even remember when you first saw blonde, you just saw each other often enough at random places that he decided to speak to you. This time it was at a gas station... yes random as hell. You’re pumping your gas watching the meter ans you hear a voice come behind you “Hey are you stalking me?” He asks you in a smooth raspy tone, eyes squinted a bit but he was obviously joking. “Hmm I could ask you the same thing. I swear I see you everywhere.” He chuckles ans scratches his thumb nail above his eyebrow lowering his head looking up at you “everywhere huh?” Obviously implying something sexual. You roll your eyes but you unintentionally blush because well guilty. “Well what’s your name? I want to finally be able to tell my friends WHO this beautiful woman is I’m always running into.” You are literally struck, “I’m Y/N” you say almost in a dream like trance. “It’s nice to meet you, I’m Victor Vega. I’m hoping the next time I see you it’s a little more planned.” Information is exchanged.

* Vic calls you the next day and asks if you have plans for dinner. You of course don’t.

* You drive over to vics and he is fixing his old school truck in the driveway. When you pull up he glances up and wipes his hands with his handy rag. He Is wearing a white tee shirt and dark blue jeans. He walks down to your car and greets you. He leads you inside and says he needs to get changed. He gets changed quickly and you are off. He drives down the Pacific highway along the coast. The sun is setting and the air is warm. You finally get to this little Mexican restaurant on the side of the road overlooking the ocean. The owner and his wife run the place. You’re led to a table for two outside.

* Vic is peering into your eyes and entranced by your conversation.

* You finally order and eat.

* After you eat the couple bring out a few shots of tequila and sit with you both. You all laugh ans chat and drink like you have all known each other for years.

* You hug the couple, a little tipsy but still coherent. Vic is able to drive no problem.

* As you drive up the coast back home, Vic has his hand on your thigh while he is driving. You lean closer into him and his hand gets higher

* When you get back to his house you are so revved up going home is not an option. You and Vic start kissing from the door and he leads you towards his bedroom.

* You end up spending the night and wearing his t-shirt to bed. The next day you bashfully get ready to go home as Vic is waking up. “Hey you’re not leaving already are you? At least let me make you coffee.” Vic goes to the kitchen and starts the coffee maker shirtless ans only wearing pajama bottoms. You end up staying at his house until the late afternoon. He has to get ready for a job and you need to get home to your own house.

* He calls you the next day and he tells you he already knows you’re something else. From then on you’re practically inseparable.

ok first of all i am SO sorry this took me forever to read and post but OMGGGGG I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!!! mr brown’s one has such a true romance vibe, also him telling y/n the entire history of the candy you’re buying is so accurate i can fully imagine that 😹😹

and the last part of eddie’s! like going around places from his childhood, i’ve never thought about that before but that’s so sweet and on point :’) i wonder what kind of places that might be? seriously though this is so great and i hope you’re doing amazing 🥰🥰 thank u so much!!!

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sergeant-donny-donowitz · 5 years ago

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PART 1: Adrenaline (CliffBoothxFem!Reader)

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Part 2 Should be up in a few days, I promise ;-;

A/n: I know Born on the Bayou came out in 1969, bear with me XD

1968

"Rough night at the track?" Cliff looked up as he heard a bar stool drag on the ground. He glanced at the bar tender, then at you. You were a regular there, he guessed. A dive bar that he recently took a liking to. He liked the music they played. Not modern enough to attract the hippies, and not old enough to remind him of the war. The regulars seemed to be from all walks of life, and all seemed to know each other, and the waitresses and bar tenders. It seemed like a nice place to spend nights. You'd known that since you were old enough for a (legal) drink. You practically called that counter your home. Now Cliff couldn't help but watch your for a moment longer than he should have. Something about you caught his eye, but he couldn't quite pinpoint it. You sat and humored the bar tender, an old friend at that point, "Rough as a win can be, Jacky." He chuckled as he set a glass on the counter, "A win, huh?" He pulled out the liqueur he knew you to be a fan of, "How 'bout a double? On the house, kid." "Thanks Jack." You smiled, and took your drink. You sat there, listening to the music and the crowd. The crowd. A few of the regulars were gearing towards a bar fight. You stood up, walked over to their table, set your glass down with a slam, and leaned on the table with your palms flat on the edge. The two would-be-fighters let go of each other, and promptly sat back down. The bar settled back down, and you went back to your spot. "Pretty impressive."

You glanced over, and saw someone that probably should have drawn your attention earlier. He was wearing a Hawaiian shirt and moccasins.

That definitely should have gotten your attention earlier. "Pretty usual 'round here, buddy." You chuckled a little as you got another drink. He smiled, "Name's Cliff." You turned to him, each of you with a drink in hand. Moscow Mule in yours, and a Bloody Mary in his. You raised your glass to his, "Y/n." He smiled and nodded, and you both took a drink. "Usual or not, pretty impressive to me." You shrugged, "When you run halfway across the country at 17, and make a living off drag racing, you have to be. Cause it's a man's world. Been a few years since then. I've learned a thing or two." "Halfway across the country, huh? Where might that be?" You laughed a little, "Well y'know, I was born on the bayou." You winked and he smirked, "That's a song, isn't it?" You raised your eyebrow, "Huh...you seemed a little old to get that, but...yeah." You smiled a little and he laughed, "Alright, alright. Born on the bayou, but there’s bayous in a lot of places." "Yeah that's the trouble, ain't it." You winked again and sighed, "So's Mississippi. So we moved to St. Louis when I was a kid." "St. Louis?" He seemed even more interested. "You been?" "Been? I lived there for a while!" He laughed, and the two of you hit it off.

As happy as you seemed talking about the bayou and St. Louis, Cliff couldn't help but wonder why you ran away. And after a few drinks, he was asking things he normally wouldn't. "So why'd you leave?" You shrugged, "Knew what I wanted. Knew what I had. Knew it wasn't enough." As vague as that was, Cliff looked at you, and understood. He used to be like you. Young, and a dreamer, like that. He looked at you... He knew what he had. It wasn't much. But at that moment, he realized he had an honest friend or two. One of them was you. By the end of the night, you had a sort of feeling that you hadn't had before. ...And he was tipsy. So there was no way you'd let him drive himself home. So you were driving him. He chuckled to himself, "Oh how the tables have turned..." You didn't quite understand what he meant, but you laughed anyway. Something about Cliff put you at ease, why you didn't know. You led him to the parking lot out back. A few cars were scattered around, the bar was closing up. Cliff whistled, "That's a nice car...Helluva car...."

You nodded, "Yeah." And you unlocked it. His mouth dropped, "You drive a cobra?!" He looked back at the run down bar you frequented, then back at the beauty of a sports car, then at you. You giggled, "Not my first set of wheels. You work for it in my line of business, Cliff." His eyebrow raised. Rick used to have a car like that. It was actually the first car he wrecked. It threw him back a few years, but stilll, he was stuck in the moment with you, "No? What was your first car you raced?" "Made my name with a T-bird." You opened the door for Cliff. He leaned over the roof. "I didn't know you could race those." "You can't." You winked, and he smirked, "Oh, I see how it is." He sat in with you as you turned the car on. It ran like a dream. "So what happened to it?" "The T-bird?" "Yeah! And how’d you get it?" He nodded. It had been a while since anyone was so intrigued by anything you had to say, and it made you smile, more than anything had in a long time. "Well..." You sat there, with the engine running, directly under the stars. "I worked since I was 14 with some mechanics, saved every fucken penny cause all my life, I knew I wanted to fucken drive. Where, I didn't know. I just wanted to drive, and never stop. And I did. A junkyard nearby, well, I knew em. I went to school with their kids, and got spare parts from them when I worked with the mechanics, so, I got a break. I got a ‘59 in 1961. I worked on it for a whole year. I made it faster, better, I did everything. I was seventeen when I drove off, and I never looked back. I didnt' stop till I had to." "You had to?" He looked at you with his deep eyes. He wanted to ask why you ran away, but he'd known you for less than a night. You shrugged, "I hit Santa Monica." He nodded, and chuckled. “Yeah? Then what happened?” "Four years of racing. Thunderbirds aren't meant for racing to begin with. And that was a race I did not win." You sighed, "But I did get this," You pulled your shirt up a little to reveal a deep scar over your stomach. "It was a street race. It was raining. I was stupid. And I wrecked it." You put the corner of your shirt back down. Cliff's jaw was clenched. From that moment, it hit him that racing wasn’t just all about the glory and the adrenaline. He remembered all the headlines he'd seen over the years. Legal and illegal racing. Nothing was ever certain. Your safety included... And that scared him. You sighed, and smirked a little, revving up the engine. "But I had nothing else to live on. So I started lookin’ through junkyards again. And goddamn, I found someone had worse luck than me. And was much, much stupider." You looked at Cliff, "It was early ‘66. Some fucken idiot was drunk, and wrecked his car." Cliff leaned against the headrest, unable to resist a smile. "Small world." "I used whatever I could from the T-bird, sold the rest of it as spare parts, and used all the money I had. And, here we are." You looked over at the amazed man, "So, where we goin'?" It took him a moment to snap out of his daze. The respect he had for you at that moment, was nothing like he'd ever felt for anyone before. "Uh....You uh..." It had been a long time since any girl had made him stutter like that. Before the war. That's how long. "Y'know where the Van Nuys Drive in is?" "Uh huh," You smiled as you pulled out of the parking lot, and reached for the radio.

"She said baby, can't you see? I wanna be famous, a star on the screen-" You reached to change the station. Frankly, Cliff didn't strike you as much of a Beatles fan....and why you wanted to impres him, you didn't wanna admit to yourself. "Hey, I haven't heard this song in a while!" No one, not even Rick, knew he ever listened to any beatles songs. Only you knew, and you knew by his smile and the way he subtly bopped his head as he leaned his arm on the door, and looked out at the road. You smiled, and did the same as you drove. He snuck glances at you, and smiled. Yeah, racing might be a "man's world," but he could see you winning the Indy 500. What's more, he could see himself being there, in the stands, cheering you on. That's what he saw as he mindlessly nodded along to songs he wasn't listening to, and looked out at the city lights and roads. "Cliff?" He snapped out of it. You stopped across the street from the drive-in. "Where to?" "There's a parking lot back there. Got a trailer there." "Trailer, huh? Like a movie star?" You humored him, but he shook his head, "Close. I'm a stuntman." You pulled up nect to the trailer, and looked at him, "Stuntman, huh?" "Yup." You both looked at each other. Both of you lived on the edge of adrenaline's limit, day in and day out. And you respected the hell out of ecah other for it. "You uh, you wanna come in for some dinner? All I got's mac n cheese, but..." You cut the engine, and nodded, "That'd be nice." He unlocked his door, "I gotta dog, she's uh... she's a good guard dog, she barks at people she don't know, but-" When he opened the door, Brandy trotted out, whining, and immediately went to you, pushing her head in your hand. “She's never done that before...."

"She's fucking adorable..." Your heart melted, and immediately poured all your attention to her. Cliff really was at a loss. Brandy hadn't done that with anyone before. He sighed... What could he do? Nothing. Nothing but make mac n cheese. And talk. Which is exactly what you did for hours and hours. His adventures over seas, and your adventures crossing the country. He told you about his boss, and his suspicions about the cobra. "You're shitting me. Small world, huh?" He smiled... those were his thoughts exactly. And you both went on, tlaking about your sponsors, or lack thereod. Adrenaline. Rumors and wagers. Stunts, and racing. Everything. Then, the sun came up. His alarm went off, and you were still talking. Both of you laughed, and he asked, "Can I get a lift back?" You nodded. "Of course," And you drove him back to the parking lot at the bar to pick up his car. You giggled a little, looking up at the bright blue, sunny California sky, "Goodnight, Cliff." He turned to you, and chuckled, "Goodnight, Y/n..." You both looked at each other for a moment. Again, longer than you should have. And then you kissed... That was a year ago.

And it was one eventful year. The first half, he became a regular at that dive bar, and at the race track. You became a regular at his trailer. All nighters became a favorite past time. But the second half of that year was rough. Rick and Cliff were having trouble making ends meet and getting cast. They had to go to Italy for a while just to pay off bills. But not everything was so smooth between you and Cliff. Every time things started to go well, you pushed Cliff away. He never figured out why. Both of you had trouble letting others in. You knew he was still on guard because of his ex-wife. And you had your reasons too: the only difference was that you knew his, but he didn’t know yours.

His six months away from you put him on edge. He really didn't want to lose you. Rick noticed something was especially off when they were boarding the plane going back to Los Angeles. They had been a little more than brothers, and a little less than wives to each other for years, so he thought it was about their split.

"Things won't be so bad, you know? I got Francesca, and you got Y/n, a-and-"

It never happened before, but Cliff opened up to Rick for once, and he told him about it. "Y/n won't let me in." "Come on now, ol' buddy. You just need to talk to her." “What if she doesn’t need me anymore?" "What're you talkin' about?" Rick was panicking. He didn't quite know how to respond. He was doing his damn best though, even though it was usually the other way around.

The tables really had turned.

"She's been going to some hollywood parties. She's a racer, she's getting more sponsors, more media attention. She's making it." "That's her dream, Cliff. You either by her side, or you ain't there at all." "What if she doesn't want me there?" Rick shook his head, "Come on now. You know that ain't her."

But Cliff didn't know what he knew anymore. All he could do was wait... But he lost his nerve. He told Rick he called you and told you they were gonna say their goodbyes. But that wasn't true. They got drinks. Cliff got an acid dipped cigarette. And then they got a few unwanted visitors...

It was about midnight. You were still at the track. You'd just finished up a race Cliff wasn't in the crowd. You thought he'd be there, but he wasn't. And that wasn't like him. Something was wrong...very wrong. But you ignored it... maybe the flight was delayed, maybe he got caught up in traffic, or the paparazzi was swarming or something... You hung out with the other drivers for a few hours. At about 3AM, you walked to your car. "Y/N!" Your heart pounded faster than it had in any race. You heard Rick's voice. But something was off. "Rick?" Your had started to shake. "Y/n, darlin’...'" He ran to you, and hugged you. You could tell something wasn't right. "Rick?" He smelled like margaritas and cigarettes. "Promise me..." He held on to your upper arms, "Promise me you'll stay calm, ok?" His voice was shaking, his eyes and face were red. "Rick...what's-what's going on? Where's Cliff?"

#Cliff Booth #cliff booth x reader #Once Upon A Time In Hollywood #OUATIH #rick dalton

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wolferals · 4 years ago

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🌸EX'S AND OH'S (part 2)🌸

arón piper imagine

Since so many people requested a part 2 and I got a lot of time right now, here it is! Im not very proud of it but i still hope y‘all enjoy🥰

It has been 2 weeks since that weird dinner had taken place. You were still very sure your boyfriend didnt love you anymore but you were too attached to break up with him.

You had never spoken to him about that night and he didnt mention anything either.

Neither have you talked to Arón or Emma since and you werent sure if they were still together. Arón had told you he was going to break up with her soon but Emma would‘ve surely texted you about it, she was one of your best friends after all.

It was now Saturday afternoon and you were busy managing to get to the grocery story and then picking up your boyfriend from work.

So you grabbed your stuff and got into the car.

The shopping didnt take too long this time since there werent many people. Afterwards you drove to his workplace and parked the car to wait for him.

While you were busy scrolling through instagram, he got into the car and slammed the door shut.

„Hey.“ you smiled at him but he didnt even look at you.

He seemed mad.

„You okay?“

He just nodded while looking out the window.

You figured if you asked again, he‘d snap at you so you just started the engine and drove back home.

On the way there was this weird silence between the both of you until he sighed loudly and said:“We gotta end this y/n. Pull over there.“

You looked at him for a second and checked for a spot to pull over.

„What?“ you asked and stopped the engine.

„You heard me. I cant be with you anymore. Im sorry, i know thats not fair but i cant be with someone who doesnt love me anymore.“

You couldn’t believe him. „You“ didnt love him anymore?

„Its better for both of us.“ he ended and grabbed his backpack.

„What are you doing?“ you asked confused as he opened the door.

„Its better if you just pack your stuff soon. Maybe you can stay with your parents for a while.“

And he slammed the door.

Now he wanted you to move out?!

You were so mad! Not even sad. Not a single bit. You were fucking furious how he just kicked you out like this.

You could theoretically stay with your parents but you really didnt want to.

So you thought about it for a bit and tried to calm down so you could drive home.

As if the angels had spoken, your phone rang.

You looked for it in your bag and spoke:“Hello?“

-„Hey y/n.“ You heard Aróns voice answer you.

He was right on time.

„He broke up with me.“ was all you managed to say. „5 minutes ago.“ you continued.

You heard him sigh through the phone.

„Im sorry bout that. Emma and I broke up too. Yesterday. Well I broke up with her.“

You swallowed. „Are you okay?“ you softly asked him and bit your lip.

He coughed once before speaking up. „Sí, I‘m good. Do you want me to come over?“

-„Not right now. I have to pack. He kind of kicked me out.“

Arón immediately yelled:“He did what?!“

You swallowed again. „Yeah he did. He said I should move to my parents'.“

He didnt reply at first. Then he spoke:“Alright grab your stuff and come here.“

You just nodded even though he wasnt able to see it.

„Okay.“ you whispered.

„Okay.“ he softly spoke back.

Then you hung up.

And eventually managed to drive back home just to madly throw all your clothes and other things into two big suitcases. You just wanted go get out of there before he came back home.

Maybe it had all been planned by him. The whole Emma thing? I mean, you werent sure if they were a couple but the way they acted at the dinner it sure looked like it.

You then grabbed the groceries you had just bought and your two suitcases and hovered it all into you little car.

And then you took off to Arón‘s place.

On the way you quickly called him (ofc with the hands-free-device) that you‘d be there soon so he could maybe help you carry your stuff.

Once you got there he was already waiting outside the building and greeted you as he approached you.

„Hey girl.“ he said and pulled you in a tight warm hug.

„How are you feeling?“ he asked.

You nodded and replied:“I‘m okay. Thanks for all this.“

He had grabbed your suitcases and smiled at you.

„Of course. Just come on, get comfortable.“ He opened the door to his apartment and carried your stuff to his living room.

„You want a drink?“

-„Yes please.“

You both walked to the kitchen and he grabbed a bottle of tequila.

„Shots?“ You just nodded.

2 hours later

You both were now slightly drunk and joking around on his couch while soft music was filling up the tense room.

„Man I need some air.“ He spoke and got up, stumbling slightly.

„Where are you going?“

You sat up and touched your forehead.

„Come on.“

You stood up as well and he opened the balcony door.

„Fire escape.“ he said and grabbed your hand.

He was more drunk than you. He could barely walk, but you felt fine besides the slight tipsiness.

You supported him on the way up the fire escape until you were standing on the roof.

You noticed some chairs and empty beer bottles. As well as a hammock that was hanging inbetween a post and a column.

„Wow.“ you smiled and enjoyed the view over the lively business of Madrid.

„I know.“ he replied as he was standing right next to you.

You both just stared down at the lights until you felt something tickle your fingers.

Looking down you noticed that Aróns fingers were dancing around yours until he finally grabbed onto your hand to hold it tight.

„Its really beautiful.“ You managed to say while blushing as hell.

It was different than holding hands with your now-ex boyfriend. You didnt feel like it was just holding hands, it was more than that. It gave you a tingly, nice feeling.

„It is.“ he spoke and slowly pulled you to the back of the roof. In the dim lights of the city you could see a wooden bench with a small fireplace in front that looked like it hasnt been lit in ages.

„Thats my spot.“ arón explained and sat down next to you.

His hand was resting on your thigh as you both kept looking at the wonderful view over Madrid.

„Arón?“ you then asked quietly.

-„Hm?“ he asked back.

You sat up straight and looked at him.

„Why exactly did you break up with her?“

He smiled and turned his head away from you.

„You know the answer.“

You shook your head. „No I dont, thats why I asked.“

Arón chuckled cutely before replying:“Guess.“

No reason popped up in your head besides the fact that he might not have loved her anymore.

„Tell me.“ you demanded and grabbed his hand off your leg.

He laughed again and then finally looked at you.

„I could show you.“

You nodded.

And after he smiled at you once again, he brought his hand up to your cheek to caress it softly.

He kept staring into your eyes, then his brown eyes fell to your lips and back up to your eyes.

You knew exactly what he was going to do and you kind of knew it was too soon because your ex broke up with you not even 3 hours ago but it did feel like the right thing to do.

Aróns face came closer and you already closed your eyes to enjoy this moment.

Then you felt his soft lips on your and just let go.

You fully concentrated on him and this very moment. All your thoughts were gone and all you did was kiss him.

After a couple of seconds you pulled away and smiled at him.

He smiled too. Everything felt perfect until you suddenly felt very very strange.

Your stomach didnt feel good.

And before you could react, your head shot around and you threw up on the ground to your right.

Arón instantly held your hair back before you noticed him laughing.

You finished your business and came back up to him.

„Sorry.“ you apologized and wiped a bit of saliva off your mouth.

„Am I that bad of a kisser?“ he joked and stroked your red cheek.

You laughed too and replied:“Maybe. Maybe we have to do this again another time so you can improve.“

Arón took your face in his hands and said:“Alright, teach me then.“ before placing a soft kiss on your forehead and whispering one last word:“Babygirl.“

#elite #aronpiper #cute #preference #omander #aronxreader #ander #preferences #smut

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berserkmaid · 5 years ago

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Tipsy Kookie

Pairing: Jungkook x Mc

Genre/Warnings: sex, alcohol, rought, mention of sex with multiple members, bts smut, jungkook smut, tipsy , alcohol, jealousy

a/n: based on the Vlive with Jungkook tipsy. Is the first time in YEARS i actually started and end an short smut in the same day. I wanted to read this so bad. Hope you enjoy it as much as me. Also, i really sorry for some of the mistakes i can have on my writing. I have years without writing and also, my first lenguages is not english, but I think more people can see and share it in english. So really sorry for those who write professionally. This was just an small idea to see kookie being drunk hehehe. Thank you anyways!

The banging door makes MC drop the book on the table in front of her. Who could be at this hours?? The door keep banging while she walk through the corridor to opened the door For the love of God, what is it?? - Mc eyes opened when she saw the young member with a silly smile on her door - Jungkook?

Yeap. The one and only.... - he said with a smile and trying his best to keep his foot stills - can I coming? - he asked in an English, while he opened the door and pass without Mc Ok. But that was fine because she was busy trying to understand what he was doing there at those hours.

It wasn't strange the fact itself. She was the assistant of the boys and they came out of her bedroom all the time. Also... they had a special treatment. But from all the times JK came to her bedroom.... he was always so...shy and uncomfortable. Even if leater everything went more intimate.... he was sweet and polite. Never this confident guy that was sitting on her bed now, looking around her room. The other jungkook, would have asked before sitting there Are you ok kookie??? I am peachy - he said with another silly smile. Also he kept looking something around the room. Could he be ....drunk??

Did you saw the Vlive??? - he asked ..forcing her to go out from her own thoughts

No. Sorry. I took a bath and get on the book. I promise I watch it later. - Mc said with a soft smile.

Man. You should see me. I was so....relax- he said with a smile and lay down on mc's bed as he was speaking his mind - I always get anxious about what to say . But I can say whatever , you know why?? - he asked mc looking at her with the most coky smile he had, waiting an asnwer. Mc slowly and perplexed for his talking and the handsome he looked with that cooky smile, said no with a soft move of her head - because I am JK!!!! And I can do it!!!

A soft laugh came from Mc. Then that laugh came more hard. Jk eyes where on her with a confused look. Then he stood up and walk to meet her. Mc noticed the change of air in the room

I'm sorry I'm sorry - she keep laughing

What is so.funny Mc??? - he asked with a little irritation on his voice , and trying hard to understand

Sorry... really is just that you are adorable kookie. You are tipsy and became so much talkative - she kept the laughs- is so funny - but JK serious face was telling her he didn't find funny at all - sorry I'll stop I promise

Jk wasn't happy about it. He wasn't trying to make her laugh- my bottles empty. So do you have? - he asked raoughly, and didn't care about the laugh .

Do you want more?? - Mc asked surprised. But she didn't get an answer from the angry tipsy guy. She kept an smile and the fact that she thought he was adorable. She turned herself around to the mini bar and found a bottle of wine Yoongi said this wine was good. So - she show him the bottle and then started to opened it - He said it was for when i want an alone time. But i can share it. Humm... Yoongi.....- he saw all your actions as everything for him was slow -he give you a lot of wine ?? - he asked at the time he accepted the glass of wine

Slip a little smile from Mc lips seeing the young man trying to form sentences in a drunk state - yeah. Everytime he pass by....we try another type. Cheers - she said crashing the glasses

Humm- JK said , drinking a little of his wine - And he pass by a lot? - He took a second sip of the wine before asking it. Mc frowned. It was a weird question to ask. Everything they agreed to, was a deal that had at least a year. Why ask it that now? Everyone know the agreement. Sometimes - Mc took another sip and her eyes went to any other part of the room, but not JK eyes. She could felt the intense look of JK - Do you eat something in your live? Or thats why you are like this? We had dinner - he kept drinking. This wine, was a little more strong then the rest

Yeap. That was 3 hours ago Kookie - Mc tone was almost like she was scolding him. She notice how the wine wasn't one of his favorites - Its a little bitter , isn't it? I am not hungry - Jk kept drinking a little more - Yes. Wine in general is an acquired taste - Mc smiled a little before drinking from her glass - What? - He didnt know why but since she laughs, he kept feelling a little irritated. Nothing is just like.... - She saw JK and with her hand. she fixed JK's hair in a more presentable way - That's something Tae say a lot. Its cure . You are all grown up. Being a big man. But also is adorable how you keep a little from each of them.

JK thought for a moment what she said. It was that what make him a little irritated. No. that was true. He keep learning from each of them. Everything he is and know now it was from them. But as he was thinking deeply on what she said, Mc felt a little unconfortable. In front of her was a Jungkook she didnt knew before. She didnt knew if he was angry, or just thoughtful. Or even so tipsy he couldnt go back. She keep drinking her wine, stopping her hands from touching him. But Jungkook took her hand again and placed it on his face. I like when you do it - He said blunty. What make her opened her eyes, more than surprised - Is soft and make me wartm Mc keep caressing his soft sking , a little shock for the clear stament of him. Never, ever, he said somthing like that before. And she could felt her face turning a little red. He thought she looked adorable. Taking her glass, he putted both of them over the table besided the book she left before and then he took her hand to guide her. He sat again on her bed and put her between his legs, taking her hands to his face, closing his eyes. After a big breath to fill his chest , he was so relaxed, but at the same time, his skin was burning. Just as MC cheecks. She couldnt believed how confident he was. He took the step for everything and he was amazed. She started to caress his face , taveling to his soft and fluffy hair, and his face was totally relaxed. In the other hand, his hands were on her hips, down to her butt cheecks, making her closed her eyes. She felt her own face turning complety red with his hand on them. It wasnt the first time he touch it. But was the first time he did it like that. She swallowed thick, and squeezed his hair on her hands. Her eyes opened and dropped on his lips, as he was seeing her with a cooky little smile. She felt he never was so sexy till now. Mc sat herself over his legs, making him more easy for him get close to her mouth. He bite her bottom lip, then opened her mouth to get in her with his own tongue. She never felt with him so hot air. His mouth and tongue was playing with her with such a force and his hands kept her in place, one in her ass, making her more close to feel him, and the other in her neck. Her skin felt like burning, but her hand keep on his face. The normal sweet JK wasnt there anymore. He was agresive and demanding on his kiss, and Mc like him very much. Jungkook flip over the bed, and push her under him. His mouth was now on her neck, and his hands trying to down the short and panty. Then his mouth went on her breast. He down the tshirt of her pijamas and put his mouth on one of her nipples, and the oher started to play with them. Mc started to had soft moan under him, meanwhile she try to touch his hair, his arms, his hands on her. It was like a diferent JK, so much demanding and strong. That alone make her wet. Also, the view of his cook under his sport pants. It was very evident he had an imprision erection, and make her mouth dry. - Jungkook - She said between her soft moands - let me touch..mmm.. touch you - She wasnt sure if she could get away with it. But she deffenelly will try. Normally he never let her make him oral sex, but he was so drunk, this JK was so different. And she was so excited. She thought she could get away with it. JK smile soft and bite one of her tits hard before letting out - Do you always asked me that - He said with his eyes burning on desire. He put his finger on her lips, touching them, and swallowed thick. The through of her mouth of him always was a tentation. But, he never had the courage to let her. He always thought it was for his good. - You really want me to full your pretty mouth with my cook , dont you? - He said so soft and sexy at the same time; that simple phrase make her tremble under him and he notice it. There she was so wet he could fuck her now like nothing. She really like this JK, so confident and dirty talking. She likes him soft and sweet, but this was more sexy and demanding. This kook make her wet with just his words and the promised of ruin her - Yes. I ...I need it - She push herself to the limit and let two of her own fingers go to her cunt. Enter and play a little with her. After a few moans , she put her fingers in front of him, glittering with her own arrousal. JK saw how beautiful she was, so desperate, so wet, so needy. He never thought he could make her like this. She was always the one who guide him, because he wants to be soft and treat her well. But now, he need her, use her. And she wants to be use by him. JK pass his tongue for her fingers, tasting her fluids. He need a second to keep himself from fucking her right away, because there was something he really wanted.... her mouth. He push himself away to took away his clothes, and she did the same with the rest of her pijamas. Then she was sitting in the bed, with her eyes fixed in the man standing in front of her. She swallowed thick, looking every curve of his body, how his chest went up and down with his breathing, and how his cook was twiching under her gaze. She lick her lips seeing his erection, and move forward to him. He missed the contact of her hand on his. It was so soft, in contrast with his hard erection. She make her strocks soft and calms. Just as he like them. He saw her with a smile. She used to do it but him sitting under her, and he didnt saw her like now. This was a new vibrant and exciting experience. Then she lick the head of her dick and he felt a vibration from his base to his head. Then she did it again, but this time from all the lengh of his cook. Everytime she did it, a wave of pleasure was send on all his body. But nothing was more adictive then the sensation of his cook rapped around his warm wattery mouth, being sucking by her. The cute way she looks and how her cheeks went so pink. How she kept the eye contact and how good was the feelling . Everything wen to strong, so fast that he couldn thought of anything. He left his head drop off while his hands went on her hair, feeling the softness, never he felt something more hot, more amazing. But he stopped her from continiung. He pull out himselft from her mouth, breathing heavy, with his eyes closed

Mc felt empty with the loss of his lengh. She never felt so eager to do that then with him. It was so good. So hard and he was so amazing. Seeing that face of him, was amazing and exciting. She try to aproch herself to him - Are you ok Kookie? Did it hurt? - She knew she did it carefully, but he kept his eyes close and his hand pushing her away by her shoulder. - Give me a minute. I almost cum - He said breathing heavy. Mc Smile a little proudly about it. And at the same time, she carressed the arm that was pushing her away It was ok for you to cum , you know? - She said with a soft voice.

Yeah. But i want to do it in your cunt - He said finally opening his eyes. He carresed her lips with his fingers - besides, ladys first - He said and then kiss her mouth with a new vigor, pushing her over the the bed. Then his hand went on her cunt and start to play strongly with her clit without preparation, at the time that his mouth went on her breast , sucking her breast with figor, and letting his tongue lick her nipple in his mouth. She was so stimulated and she kept his head over her breast, and took with her own hand the free breast. He thought that was so sexy and hot. But keep playing with her clit. - Come baby. Let me see you cum - His voice was so low and dark with lust, that send Mc over the edge. She felt how his orgasm was comming for her Keep it . Im so close baby - She was being honest and then she felt it, how she started to trembling under him for his administration. She felt sucj and strong orgasm, she couldnt evoid the screaming of his name under him. She had her eyes complety close for the sensation, meanwhile his fingers ketp doing soft movements over her clit You are so good to me Mc. So good. Always making me feel good. I wanna make you feel it too - He said as she was still on her hight from his orgasm. Then she fel it, how she was being opened by something. Mc opened her eyes at the time JK started to put in himself. He kept the soft strokes on her clit and then pushing himself in her in a soft way, was overstimulation for her. Jungkook, wait...i....ca... i cant - She said while she felt how he started to move in and out of her, soft, keeping the strokes in her clit - It hu...hurts - The pain and pleasure where mixed and she was a little scared with the strong sensation she was feelling

I promised. Is goin to be good - he bite a nipple and felt how Mc clench on him with your legs - UHMMM!! - He growned by the sensation and didnt stop himself. He push it more strong, making her scream a little - FUCK Mc!! I always...thought about this... Fuck!

Mc couldn't say a word, she was so stimulated, recieving a hard pleasure. She just clench herself more on him, and make her hands on him. The hard pain, passed by and became pleasure. The hard way of JK pushing himself inside her, became more strong and more quick. The strokes in her sensitive clit went more strong. Both of them started to moan a little more strong, more desperate. His hearts went so fast, they both thought they were going to die. But the pleasure were so much strong and then came the sweet orgasm , and the movement went the strong to soft and more slow, riding out of it. Both could hair her own hearts beating at the same strong sound. Their breath were the same. Everything was so deep and strong. JK got out from Mc and rest over his back, looking at the ceiling. Mc did the same amazed about him. She had a silly smiled on her face and he had a confused look on him. Everything is ok Kook? - Mc asked a little worry.

Yeah... is just that... - He was try to recover the air - I thought... you know.. we did it before...but never went ...

This good? - She had an smiled on her face while she was nodding - i Know It wasnt bad neither - He said quickly. He didnt intent to be mean with you - It was....

More normal? . Its ok Kook. I felt it too. It was different - She admit it - But i like it - Mc get close to him and kiss him on his cheeck in a very soft way. Now he could see a little more the JK who was always. He was very soft and thoughtful about others -You are less tipsy now I wasnt tipsy.... i was drunk

#bts smut #jungkook smut #jk smut #kpop fanfiction #jungkook x reader #bts fanfction #bts scenarios #bts tipsy

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ellebabywrites · 6 years ago

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Wonderwall - Lee Seokmin

Type : Fluff // Angst // Smut

Word Count : 5387

Author Note : Finally an update ! Sorry it took so long but I hope you enjoy it Lovelies ! Not edited yet because it’s 3am but I’ll fix any mistakes tomorrow :)

For as long as you could remember it had just been the three of you. Hoshi, Seungkwan and yourself. The three musketeers; Charlie’s angels; Alvin and The Chipmunks; other famous threes. When college came around the three of you made a point of sticking together, ‘no man left behind’, you weren’t going to become those people that drifted apart in college, not when you were all on the same campus. Then Hoshi and Seungkwan decided to join the SVT fraternity, which meant you were dragged along to all their functions and parties. Soon enough your small group had more than tripled in size.

SVT were famous on campus for their parties. Some of the older members having the campus police charmed enough to let the most outrageous complaints slide; they went all night and no one was left sober. It was one of your least favourite parts of SVT, not because you were against hard partying or anything, but because you were a self confessed lightweight and more than often ended up doing or saying something you would regret the next morning. Like your two friends would ever let that excuse slide as a reason to miss a night out though.

“Game time!” A tipsy Jeonghan calls out; it was towards the end of the night, the remaining partygoers being the SVT members and a few other friends you’d grown close to. According to Hoshi this was the best time to play drinking games, claiming it was always more fun when you actually knew the people playing.

“What is it tonight?” You ask, sinking down in a spot next to Mingyu on one of the sofas. You’d grown close to a lot of the members of SVT, spending more and more time with them all rather than just your two childhood friends. “Seven Minutes in heaven!” Jeonghan announces, steadying himself against a chair as he reaches into one of Vernon’s beanies he was holding, “all of our names are in the hat, whatever pair gets pulled out has to spend seven minutes together in heaven!” “The storage closet,” Joshua clarifies, cheeks flushing when Jeonghan reaches out from next to him and pets his hair.

“Yes! First couple to enter the pearly gates…” Han swirls his hand inside the beanie for a second before pulling out the first paper, “...Y/N!” He shouts happily, Mingyu nudging your shoulder playfully and sipping on his drink while across the circle of people Seungkwan laughs a quick “finally, she needs some action,” earning himself a glare from you.

“Okay and joining miss Y/N is….” repeating his actions, Jeonghan pulls out another slip of paper, “Seokmin!!”To your right you can see Seokmin embarrassingly look down as the people next to him start ‘ooh-ing’ and nudging him up. It’s not that you didn’t like Seokmin, you did, a lot actually. He was always hanging out with Hoshi and Seungkwan; made them laugh and always seemed to wear a smile on that handsome face of his. Except when it came to you. It was as if he didn’t like you very much and you had no idea why. The next seven minutes were going to be very awkward. The storage closet was cramped and dark. You didn’t know what to do, Seokmin standing less than a foot away from you, his breath fanning your face gently in the small room.

“This is awkward,” he suddenly says, breaking the silence that had been lingering for the last minute and a half.“Very,” you agree quickly, which pulls a small giggle from the man opposite you, “we could make out?” You joke, not expecting anything but more just to break the tension. “Sure,” even in the dark Seokmin must have spotted your eyes widening in surprise because once again he giggles, “I’m kidding Y/N calm down.

”You sigh a soft ‘oh’ which must have sounded something like disappointment, because in the next second Seokmin has his body pressing you into the door, face slowly moving to hover over your own.

“Unless you want to Y/N?” He whispers, and suddenly you’re aware of just how warm it is in here. “I would be lying if I said I didn’t, and you look amazing tonight,” he whispers into your ear, lips dangerously close to your neck, sending goose bumps across your entire body.

“We only have a few minutes left,” you mumble half-heartedly, attention focused on how one of Seok’s thighs had started sliding in between your legs.

“That’s okay,” he says back, hands moving up to cradle your face before he leans in for a soft kiss. Moving his lips against your own so delicately at first, becoming harder and deeper the more you respond. In no time you’re rutting against his thigh as Seok sucks and pulls at your bottom lip, his hands finding purchase in the back pockets of your jeans. It’s hot and needy how you both grab and push against each other; too entranced in the heavy make out to register when Jeonghan swings open the closet door, revealing the pair of you to the rest of the room. Behind Jeonghan you can hear people hooting and hollering at the scene; usually you’d be embarrassed and pull away to hide in some dark corner till it passes; but without missing a beat Seokmin grabs onto your thighs and lifts you up, carrying you out past the rest of the party and up the stairs, all without breaking apart from the kiss. The whole move sending a warm feeling straight between your legs; while behind you your friends start drunkenly cheering the pair of you on.

Once you were inside his room, Seokmin gently put you down in favour of once again pressing you into the door with his body.

“Do you want this?” he asked tentatively, hands squeezing the flesh of your hips as he rolled his own into yours.

“I want this,” you whisper back, reaching up to tug at his hair, causing him to pull away from the door and lie you down on his bed.

It’s fair to say that you were both still buzzed from drinking at the party, but the feeling of Seokmin’s fingers dancing across your skin as he removed each item of your clothing was leaving you far more intoxicated than any drink could have.

He leaned back on his knees and started pulling off his own clothes, eyes hungrily scanning your body beneath him. You’d never seen that look of pure lust in his eyes before. Seokmin was always the happy, smiley sunshine of the SVT house; but this version of him excited you. The way he was watching you sent shivers down your spine and left you pining for more, desperately clawing at his thighs that were keeping you caged beneath him. “Seok,” you whine, his hands teasing your breasts, legs trapping you down on the bed, “Seok, please,” your voice is hoarse as you moan out for him again.

“What is it baby? What do you want?” He squeezes your breasts again coaxing another moan to fall from your lips, “Do you want me?” he leans down to leave kisses across your chest and you reach up tug at his hair again. It didn’t take long before he was inside of you; both of your hips moving in tandem as you chased your highs. His lips sucking dark bruises on to your neck while your hands scraped down his back. It was quick and hazy and sweaty and hot. Before long you were both clutching desperately at each other, trying to come down from your orgasms. ---You wake up to the feeling of heavy arms wrapped around your waist; when you turn your head and see a sleeping Seokmin lying behind you, suddenly all of the previous nights events come rushing back. If you weren’t trapped beneath the weight of Seokmin’s arms holding you against his chest, you would have for sure made a run for it by now, trying to avoid the embarrassment that comes along with hooking up with one of your kind-of friends. Every time you tried to wiggle yourself free his grip only tightened, burying his nose in the back of your hair you heard him whisper a soft “not yet,” so you stopped trying.

“Seok,” you call out eventually, feeling his fingers starting to twitch awake against your stomach, “Seok I should leave now.” At that you felt him shift. Seokmin rolls over onto his back, finally releasing you from his hold.

“What time is it?” he asks sleepily, rubbing his eyes before looking over you. All at once the memories of the night before fill his mind as you see his eyes widen and mouth gape open at you. “Oh my god we…” he stutters out and you nod along in just as much shock, “we had sex.”

“Yeah… we did, umm,” moving to sit up you wrap the duvet around your self, bracing for your inevitably awkward exit, but before you can go Seokmin stops you.

“This doesn’t have to be weird now right?”

“Huh?” you answer, turning back towards him.

“This,” he gestures between the two of you, “It doesn’t have to be weird. I mean, from what I remember, last night was amazing and I wouldn’t want things to be awkward now.”

“I’m not...looking for anything right now,” you say, the thought of repeating last night becoming all the more tempting the longer you stayed in his bed.

“Me neither,” Seokmin shrugs, acting so nonchalant about the entire thing as if it really wasn’t a big deal, “but that was too good to just happen once right? At least for me.” You watch how he sits up to mirror you, not being able to stop your eyes from peeking at his exposed abs as he moves.

“So like.. A friends with benefits type thing?” You look at him hesitantly.

“Yeah,” shifting his weight, Seokmin moves closer to you on the bed.

“No feelings?”

“No feelings,” he agrees. After a beat of just staring at each other, trying to decide if you were really going to go through with this, you both burst out in a fit of giggles.

“Okay,” you whisper. Seok holds out his hand to fist-bump with you and he whispers a soft ‘okay’ back.

---

The ‘no feelings’ agreement you had with Seokmin had been going great. More than great really. You found that having a constant form of ‘stress relief’ in the way of your hot friend was just what you needed. Anytime things were getting a little too much with school, you had each other and would simply fuck the stress out. Seokmin and you had grown closer as friends too; it wasn’t awkward anymore whenever he was around you and the other guys, at least it didn’t feel like he hated you anymore.

Seokmin was waiting for you outside your classroom after one of your late night lectures; leaning against the wall playing on his phone, his face beaming up at you when he spotted you leaving the classroom. It had almost felt natural when he reached out and grabbed your hand, walking you to his car and offering you a lift home. You sucked him off in the car park and then spent the ride back to your dorm telling each other about your respective days.

You even started enjoying the SVT parties a little more; not to say that that was because you were guaranteed to get lucky at the end of the night…. But it most definitely was.

You spent the night sticking close with Seokmin and your two best friends; enjoying the buzz of alcohol and booming music. When things start coming to an end and your body’s warm from the drinks you’d been downing, Seokmin insists on walking you home instead of sticking around for whatever party game Jeonghan was dragging everyone in to. He holds you close, tucking you under his arm while walking you across campus, even going as far as to help tuck you in to bed when you’re too wasted to get yourself there.

A few months into the new arrangement, Seok had asked you to help tutor him in math, insisting that he’d only be able to focus if it was you helping him. When you showed up to the house, books at the ready and more than prepared for a quiet evening of studying; you should have expected that Seokmin’s idea of ‘studying’ consisted of you straddling his lap and sucking a new hickey on to his neck for every answer he got right. Your tutoring sessions rarely ended without you both rolling around in the sheets, sweaty and pressed together.

The new-found closeness between you and Seokmin hadn’t gone unnoticed by the rest of group either. More than once Jun and Jeonghan had teased the pair of you for how close you’d grown; pointing out that you spent most of your time at the house sitting in Seok’s lap while he absentmindedly toyed with the edges of your clothes. You both continue to deny it meant anything, no feelings, but the longer it went on the more awkward it was becoming. Yet, you still couldn’t keep away from each other.

While on the surface Seokmin appeared to be keeping the ‘no feelings’ deal too; not even he could deny that things were changing. He found himself being more openly affectionate with you, wanting to hold your hand; touch your face; run his fingers through your hair. You were lying on your stomach facing away from him one night after a tutoring night, the bare skin of your back illuminated by moonlight while he makes finger shadows dance on your skin when he first feels it. The indisputable need to keep you close to him; the feeling of his heart pulling towards your own - but he ignores it.

The next morning you’re both grabbing coffee at a cafe before class; “coconut latte?” he asks, squeezing your hand slightly, that by now seemed to permanently be in his.

“Oh, yes please,” you answer, cheeks warming when he smiles down at you. Even after months it still makes your heart flutter when he remembers something as trivial as your coffee order; mind flashing back to before when he’d awkwardly leave a room the moment you arrived. It’s the giggle that comes from the barista that knocks you out of your daze and suddenly all feelings of warmth are gone. Seeing the way Seokmin so effortlessly flirts with the pretty blonde as she makes your drinks; you feel a pang in your chest but don’t pay attention to it. He had every right to flirt with whomever he wants - you just wished he wasn’t still holding your hand while he did it.

---

You were weary that spending so much time with Seokmin lately had left you neglecting some of your other friends; so you’d decided to dedicate the day to Joshua and Jeonghan, binge watching cartoons and catching up with each other.

“Ask her,” Joshua urges Jeonghan, nudging his boyfriend’s arm not-so discreetly next to you.

“Ask me what?”

“Joshua wants you to come on a double date with us and his friend,” Jeonghan starts but Joshua soon takes over when they see you start to shake your head.

“C’mon Y/N, Taehyung is really nice and I kinda already promised,” You scoff at the two boys and roll your eyes. There was nothing stopping you from going on dates, but it still felt weird.

“You’re single remember, no feelings,” Jeonghan coaxes, as if he could read your mind, mimicking the countless times you’d tried to convince him of your ‘deal’, “Just one night?”

“We’ll be there the whole time,” Joshua continues and you can’t find an excuse to say no. Maybe this would help you ignore the pang in your chest that hadn’t really left since the morning? Maybe this would be a good thing?

Later that night, you’re sitting in Seokmin’s lap in your dorm, feeding each other takeout and talking about your days. Trying not to focus on how his hand was stroking your thigh higher and higher with every story he told; or the way it was making your heartbeat speed up - you bring up the date.

“So I was with Josh and Han earlier,” you start, not sure why you’re suddenly nervous to tell him, “They’ve set me up on a double date type thing with one of Josh’s friends,”

“Really?” Seok asks, seemingly unbothered as he just nods along and continues to eat his food, “That sounds fun you should go.”

“So...you’re okay with it?” You weren’t sure what kind of reaction you were hoping for, but no reaction was just as bad.

Finally looking up at you he smiles, “Of course,” he’s sincere, encouraging you to go and for some reason that leaves a sour taste in your mouth and you’re suddenly not very hungry anymore.

“Okay cool, um,” you don’t know why you feel like crying, but you do know that you want to be alone, “I forgot I have this really important paper to write so I think I should get on that,” it’s a weak excuse but Seokmin doesn’t seem to notice, only helping you off his lap so he can grab his things.

“Yeah okay, you should get it done before your date so you’re not worrying about it” he jokes and you force out a small laugh with him.

Once he had left and you were alone, you felt the full force of your heart squeezing in on itself, but again, you ignored it.

---

Dinner and movie. It was Joshua’s idea for the date and you were more than happy to go along with it, having wanted to see the latest Marvel movie anyway. The theatre was crowded with people all hurrying to get good seats while the four of you were standing in a cue to get snacks, when beside you somewhere there’s a loud cough, drawing your attention.

“Seokmin?”

He turns around with red ears, feigning innocence as he walks over to your group, “Y/N? Guys, wow what a coincidence!” You weren’t buying his act for a second but rather than cause a scene, you just stand there in shock as Seokmin introduces himself to your date, “Hi I’m Seokmin, you must be Taehyung?”

“Yeah it’s nice to meet you, we were actually just about to see the new Marvel movie so,” Taehyung was polite and cordial, not picking up on the way Seokmin had his eyes fixed on you and you alone.

“No way me too! I’ll join you guys!” The line had moved along just as he had decided to crash your date, “here I’ll get your popcorn Y/N, sweet right?” before any of you could turn him away, Seokmin was already at the counter. You sent an apologetic smile to Taehyung while Joshua and Jeonghan were trying to hide their giggles at the obviously awkward situation.

“Seok we’re actually,” you start to turn him down but Taehyung quickly grabs your hand and whispers that it’s okay, smiling at you warmly and ignoring the glare he was getting from Seokmin.

“Great!” Seok interrupts, “let’s go in then!” and suddenly he was wrapping an arm around your shoulders and leading you into the screening room.

The movie isn’t any better. With Seokmin constantly keeping a hand on you regardless of how many times you shook him off. Whenever Taehyung offered you some of his snacks Seok would lean over from the other side of you and grab some too. It was embarrassing, while Taehyung didn’t seem to notice too much, it was grating on you.

After the movie you had all planned on going to grab burgers from the neighbouring diner, and of course, Seokmin invited himself along too.

You tried to make conversation with Taehyung, asking him about his classes and interests, but it wasn’t too long before Seok had intervened yet again, quickly taking the seat beside you, forcing Taehyung to sit opposite next to Han and Joshua.

“So you’re an art major, what made you choose that?” you ask, munching on a few fries and trying to ignore Seokmin’s hand that was resting on your thigh.

“Well I’m a big fan of..”

“Here Y/N you need to eat,” Seokmin interrupts the conversation, giving you some of his fries.

“Thanks,” you turn back to Tae apologetically and urge him to continue, “You’re a fan of??”

“Van Gogh, his work really inspired me to..”

“Y/N try this, it tastes just like Mingyu’s homemade milkshakes,” again Seok interrupts him, shoving his drink in your face to feed you a sip.

Every time you and Taehyung started a conversation, Seokmin found a way to butt in and take your attention. You were mortified, embarrassed and pissed. He had told you, no, encouraged, you to go on this date; now he was making it his mission to ruin it.

After you all finished your food, you grabbed Taehyung on the way out and apologised profusely.

“He’s not usually like...that,” you shuffle on your feet and thank god that Han was keeping Seok away from you because you knew that he’d try and ruin your apology too.

“It’s okay Y/N,” Taehyung giggles and you wish you could believe that he was telling the truth, “I had a good time,” he’s definitely lying.

“I really am..” again you try to apologise but then…

“Y/N I’ll drive you back to your dorm, come on!” Seokmin shouts out.

“..Sorry,” sighing in defeat, you give Taehyung what feels like the hundredth apologetic smile of the night before slowly walking away from him.

You don’t speak the entire car ride. Neither does Seokmin, but even if he had you were far to angry and upset with him to listen anyway. He’d embarrassed you and been rude to your date; showing up out of nowhere and inviting himself along; deliberately jumping into conversations to stop you talking to Taehyung - who was perfectly nice, polite and understanding by the way; which only made you feel worse.

When he finally pulls up outside your building, you waste no time before getting out and slamming the car door shut behind you; not wanting to spend another moment in silence with him.

“Y/N please talk to me,” you can hear Seokmin following behind you as you enter your dorm but you don’t stop. “Y/N” he calls out again, grabbing your arm just before you can slam your bedroom door in his face.

“What! What is it Seok, what do you want!?” you yell out angrily, pulling your arm out of his grip and staring him down. Your gaze is icy and for a moment Seokmin hesitates, seeing how upset you are.

“Talk to me,” he says weakly, knowing full well that you don’t want to be anywhere near him right now.

“Get Out.”

“Y/N please,”

“Get the hell out!” You’re far too tired from dealing with him all day to have this conversation, all you want is to fall asleep and pretend everything is fine. You push his shoulders harshly, moving him from the door just enough for you to slam it shut.

It must have been a few hours later when you felt the bed behind you dip; knowing who it was you kept your eyes closed, not bothering to turn around.

“I thought I told you to get out?” you mumble half asleep, feeling hands wrap around your waist and lips press to the back of your neck.

“You didn’t say I couldn’t come back,” Seok whispers into your hair, making you scoff in disbelief, “I really am sorry, please don’t be mad.” As much as you wanted to roll over and kick him out of your apartment again, it felt too warm, too familiar, being wrapped in his embrace to move.

“I’m not mad anymore, I’m just confused,” you confess, turning around in his hold so you were face to face, “you told me to go?”

He brushes your hair out of your face, snuggling in as close as possible, whispering “I know, I’m so sorry,” before kissing you gently on the nose. You still had so many questions but you were simply to worn out to even think about them right now, not when Seok was holding you tightly to his chest, planting soft kisses all over your face and whispering apologies.

---

Seokmin spends the next day doting over you, desperately trying to make up for ruining your date. You’re both still lying in bed, tangled up in sheets after a busy morning of Seok making it up to you; when your phone buzzes.

> Hey, I was wondering if you maybe wanted to try last night again? Just the two of us?

> This is Taehyung by the way… Joshua gave me your number :)

> Heyy, yeah I would love that, just text me a time and place x

“You’re going out with him again?” Seokmin’s annoyed voice rings out from beside you, he’d clearly seen the message exchange and his sudden change in attitude showed he was not happy about it.

“Yeah, I think I kind of owe him after yesterday don’t you?” you answer back, not holding back on the attitude of your own.

Seokmin rolls his eyes in aggravation and gets up from the bed, not looking at you as he quickly gets dressed, “yeah you’re right.”

“Are you seriously mad about it?” you ask, not sure what answer you want to hear from him, but more focused on how quickly his mood had shifted at the mention of Taehyung.

“No Y/N why would I be mad?” he says flatly, still avoiding your eyes, now buttoning up his shirt.

“Okay then what’s with the face?” you don’t want to argue with him, but you can’t help being annoyed by his behaviour. First he tells you to go on the date; then he gets mad; then he apologises; and now he was mad again - and all over what? You wouldn’t have gone in the first place if he had said he had a problem with it; but he insisted, so why was it now a problem again?

“I have to go,” he didn’t answer you question, simply walking out and ignoring you calls for him, “enjoy your date.”

You didn’t.

Taehyung had brought you to a quaint little coffee shop downtown. He is the perfect gentleman; paying for your latte; pulling out your chair - he makes small talk with you and pretends not to notice how you’re staring at the door every two seconds, as if you were waiting for someone to show up. Which you were. Somewhere at the back of your mind you had thought that maybe Seok would show up again, but he didn’t.

---

It’d been two weeks since you’d last seen Seokmin. You were giving each other the cold shoulder; not talking, not hanging out; if you were with Seungkwan he was with Hoshi and visa versa. It was a huge shock to the system, waking up alone after months of being woken up with kisses; but you were stubborn enough to hold your ground through it.

Seungkwan and Hoshi were starting to worry about you; by avoiding Seokmin you were also avoiding going to the SVT, meaning you hardly saw your two best friends. Time and time again they tried to talk you both out of it, convince you to talk it out but neither one of you was willing to budge.

“Okay enough is enough!” Seungkwan burst into your dorm room, stopping in front of you blocking the tv, “Y/N talk to Seokmin.”

You continue shovelling cereal strait out of the box into your mouth, completely ignoring your friends outburst.

“Y/N!” He yells, throwing a pillow from the sofa at you, “Talk. To. Seok!”

“Nope,” you grab another handful of frosted flakes out of the box, leaning to the side so you can see the tv again.

“You have to! He misses you! You miss him! No more fighting!”

“I do not miss him!” You argue and Seungkwan looks at you like you’re crazy.

“Y/N you’re home alone on a Friday night, eating cereal out of the box and binge watching dance moms… did you even brush your hair today?” When you don’t answer Seungkwan takes a deep breath and kneels down in front of you.

“Look, I know you both had this whole no feelings deal going on, but don’t tell me you don’t feel anything for him,”

“Of course I do, he’s my friend Kwan,” you try to defend but Seungkwan just shakes his head.

“No Y/N, he’s more than that and you know it, and you may not see it but you mean more to him too. You both broke your deal,” he giggles, putting a hand on your knee trying to help you admit what you’ve known deep down all along. “Pretending is hurting you more.”

With glassy eyes you look up at your best friend, feeling the walls you’d had built around your heart for months slowly start to crumble, feelings flooding through you entire body like a dam had broken inside your chest and suddenly you can’t keep the tears in anymore.

“It’s…it’s too late,” you shake your head, letting out the most heart-breaking sob that Seungkwan had ever heard, he felt his own heart squeeze watching you fall apart.

“It’s not too late Y/N,” he rubs soothing circles on your knees, “you just have to tell him.”

—-

Seungkwan drove you over to the SVT house, helping you build the courage to go confront your feelings for Seokmin head on. The staircase up to his room feels never ending as you try and take it one at a time. Where you really going to do this? Confess after not speaking for weeks? The gathering crowd of members at the bottom of the stairs weren’t exactly giving you much of a choice, they were blocking the escape route.

When you walk in, Seokmin is lying on the bed facing away from you, “go away Seungkwan, I don’t want to go talk to her.”

“What if I came to you?” You whisper, not being able to force your voice any louder out of nerves. He jumps at your voice, not expecting you to be standing there at the foot of his bed. You were fiddling with your fingers and could see he was trying to find something to say - but you had to say it before you chickened out.

“I know you don’t want to talk to me but just listen,” you hold your hands up to stop him from moving any closer or saying anything that could stop you, “I messed up. We said there’d be no feelings and for a long time I think I convinced myself that there wasn’t, but then you crashed my date and I was so mad at you because I couldn’t even give this other guy a chance without feeling guilty; then I spent the whole second date waiting for you to show up again. I can’t stop thinking about you. I miss waking up in your arms; I miss hearing you singing in my shower. I have feelings for you and I think you have feelings for me too, otherwise crashing that date was a really shitty move…”

Before you can keep rambling on, Seokmin rushes across the room and crashes his lips against yours. Holding your face in his hands so gently but kissing you like his life depended on it. It took you a second to get over the shock of feeling him so close again before you responded, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down deeper into the kiss.

When you both finally broke away, out of breath and foreheads pressed together, Seokmin reaches out to wipe away the stray tears that were falling down your cheeks, ignoring his own.

“We are so stupid,” he whispers, “I think I’ve loved you this entire time, I was just too stupid to do anything about it.”

With a soft giggle you wipe his cheeks too, “no feelings” you scoff, “what were we thinking?”

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Levi x Waitress! Reader

Oneshot inspired by the scene where Grisha meets Carla for the first time <33

Warning: None

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You had been a waitress in a local pub for nearly two years within Wall Rose, the pub was called 'The Soldiers Shack' since most of the customers would be, well, soldiers. The ratings of the food, service, and building were all good so life seemed to be going easy for you. Of course your job was to take the orders and serve but you'd usually be found behind the bar setting up the pints for the people who only wanted a drink. In all your time working at the Soldiers Shack you've met and gotten on well with a few well known names- Commander Pyxis, Erwin Smith, Hanji Zoe and a few others you could name out.

Though Erwin and Hanji had a good friendship with you sometimes on a rare occasion if Erwin wanted to hold a meeting over a drink or two with Hanji the pair would usually come to your workplace and get served by you-

Ding!

Resting the tray on your hand you took a swift glance towards the door where the small bell chimed meaning someone had left or just arrived, a minature smile graced your lips upon seeing the tall blonde commander and someone you're not so familiar with but the only thing you did know that this newcomer was down right good looking. Bidding the customers you were just with a little smile you left the table and scurried off behind the bar to get another order ready, nodding somewhat to Erwin-he took it as you'd be over in a second as he seated himself and the other shorter male down at a table.

Taking out some clean pint mugs from underneath the counter you wiped them down before taking a swift glance at the small paper slip with the order on it, quickly filling both mugs near the brim you set off again to serve. Arriving at the small table of women they thanked you with a grateful smile. The pub was filled with a calm aura, chatter along with some laughter that filled the air as the building emitted a relaxing and friendly tone.

Fixing up your uniform you lightly held the tray in your hand as you began to hum whilst stepping towards Erwin and his presumed friend. A soft snicker left your lips as you arrived at the pair and lightly tapped the top of Erwin's head with the tray "having another important meeting again I see Erwin?" you joked as the male chuckled resting his arms on the table, you drifted your gaze towards the ebony haired stranger only to find him already staring causing a tint of pink to ghost your cheeks and avert your orbs. "You're right as usual F/N, never fail to impress me" Erwin commented as you went to the side of the table facing the two and motioning to the newcomer "and who's this? Friend of yours?" you continue as Erwin smirks slightly and motions to the scowling man. "Oh that's Levi, I think I've mentioned him to you before if I'm correct?" he answered as you hummed in acknowledgement before taking out your pen and small notebook after sending Levi a warm smile.

"Pleasure to meet you Levi, I've heard good things about you~!" you chirp as the male cocks a brow and huffs sitting back. "Could say the same about you, F/N right?" he spoke earning a nod from your behalf before he crossed his arms. Taking a glimpse back to Erwin you shot him a smirk before clicking your pen and saying "anyways, what can I get you boys? Or are you only here for the chat?".

Erwin looked towards the bar then back to you "I'll take the usual F/N, thank you" the blonde said as you scribbled down the order before turning to Levi only to see him lean forward and rest against the table a little "I'll take whatever he's having as well if you don't mind". You nodded and marked x2 by the order before excusing yourself to the bar. Disappearing behind the counter you hummed and took out two glasses and filled them up with the beer, leaving your tray on the counter you took the glasses and made your way back towards the two soldiers and lightly set both drinks down in front of them. "It's on the house for tonight so you two might as well treat yourselves" you winked to the pair as Erwin smiled shaking his head at you. "You're going to end up letting us think we don't need to pay at all in here L/N, thank you" he hummed taking a sip of his drink as Levi grunted to agree with the male. "Ah well, I better get going.. If you need me give me or one of the girls a hollar" you told them both before leaving.

// Time Skip \\

"You've had your eye on her the whole night"

Snapping his head back towards the blonde Levi scowled watching Erwin snicker playfully at him. "Tch I haven't, what are you on about?" he attempts to retort as Erwin rolls his eyes taking another sip of his drink knowing well enough that Levi was trying to cover for himself. "Why don't you go talk to her? We've already finished discussing the upcoming expedition, you might as well try talk to F/N.. She's a nice girl Levi" Erwin tried to persuade the man who only glared at him in return before taking a swig of his drink.

Levi looked to the side again where you stood, laughing with a small table of Garrison soldiers with the tray tucked underneath your arm. Erwin followed his gaze and inwardly smirked upon seeing you again where Levi was looking. Sitting back in the wooden chair Erwin coughed lightly as Levi craned his head towards the blonde for a second then back to you.

"F/N!"

Hearing your name being called you peered over to the direction seeing where it came from only to find Erwin waving you over, gaze trailing to Levi he instantly turned away as if he weren't looking in the first place. Appearing by the table in a few seconds you clasped your hands behind your back "something wrong?" you asked nipping your lower lip as Erwin waved off your worry before gesturing to Levi. "He said he wouldn't mind another drink, you're not busy are you?" the ocean eyed man asked as you shook your head subtly before switching your orbs towards the handsome captain who grumbled under his breath. "Why don't you come over to the bar with me? Hm? Nobody is over there and it would be easier for you to be served then" you suggested taking your tray in your hand again, Erwin only shaked his head at your suggestion before lightly pointing to Levi who seemed to shrink further in his seat glaring daggers at the blonde.

"Oh, well if you want to come over then you're free to, come on Levi let's get you another round" you pat his shoulder before walking back to the bar seeing the cobalt eyed man hesitantly follow you to the bar before sitting himself on one of the tall barstools rounding the counter. Resting your elbow on the wooden counter you gently smile at Levi who knits his thin brows together. "I'll just have another round of the same drink.. Please" he seemed almost shy but Levi was inwardly kicking himself for looking like a shy little school boy. You didn't take too long to ready the drink and slide it across the counter, hearing him mutter a thanks you then leant against the counter resting your chin on the palm of your hand which was propped up by your elbow looking over the pub and the workers that were scattered all over the place taking and serving orders.

Some time passed with you and Levi, now you both were subtly flirting with one another. Levi watched as you giggled at one of his shitty jokes making his stomach flutter. The way you both had just met a few hours ago and you were now flirting was unbelievable to most that were around. He had to admit- he had gotten a bit tipsy but not that much yet that didnt exactly stop him from not thinking before speaking half the time. "Being a waitress must definitely be less stressful and worrisome than going beyond and playing soldier with the titans" you smirk as Levi rolls his eyes whilst fixing his cravat and collar of his jacket before leaning in towards you a little. "Tch, we're only playing soldier to make sure to free beauties like you doll-face" he somewhat slurred but ended up coughing as he began to instantly fight off that feeling of drowsiness and light weight from the alcohol trying to take over his system. If that ever happened while you were in the room and he managed to get drunk Levi would be sure as hell that he'd end up embarrassing himself in front of you. He wouldn't have the courage to look you in the eye ever again.

"Levi! We have to get going now, the carriage has arrived" Erwin bellowed watching as Levi turned around to look at the male across the pub standing by the entrance with his jacket on. Scowling, shortly followed by a sigh of defeat Levi turned back to you with an almost saddened expression, a light smile tugged at the corner of your lips to try and improve Levi's mood seeing him take out his wallet from under his jacket and hand you a €10 note before sliding off the barstool and looking to you. "Levi no, take it-" you tried handing him back the money but Levi refused with a furrow of his eyebrows as he closed your hand around the little paper slip and inched it back towards you "no keep it, treat yourself L/N" he reassured as you hesitantly slipped it into your breast pocket. "I- ..guess I'll see you around? Prince Charming~?" you hummed as Levi rolled his eyes, managing to hop over the counter you softly kiss his cheek before watching as a red hue dusted his cheeks and the tip of his ears. A huff came from Levi in slight shyness as he walked away from the counter leaving you to watch him make his way towards the door; he wasn't five steps away before he took a glimpse to you from over his shoulder and said.

"If you keep that up you'll be seeing more of me around here, goodnight F/N."

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