#no photos of the fancy ball scenes :(

[starlene]

Jekyll & Hyde, Finnish National Ballet Choreography by Val Caniparoli

Photos by Roosa Oksaharju

[sawnickrings]

2024 art recap

My favorite piece from each month! I can't say I've grown much over the past year, but perhaps a little. Open the post to see my reflection on each piece. 💙

Tw for first two months mentions of $H

January

This was the only thing I could find from January, since my old phone got busted and all the dates on my photos got messed up. But luckily I really like it anyway so I guess it's my favorite of the month by default! During this time I was still battling with s3lf harm and so this character was supposed to represent that. Yes it's edgy, no I wouldn't have picked this one if I had any other image from January. This one was also very experimental, I've used this brush a grand total of 1 time other than this one. I felt it fit the aesthetic.

February

Again, this period was sort of like the dark ages in the fact that most of my images got screwed with after switching phones, so I don't have many drawings that I know were from February. However, this one again is a favorite of mine in general so it's not so bad. This is the only other time I used that brush. I also created this character as a sort of way to cope with my s3lf harm urges, except she's far older than the last one. This image doesn't feature it, but they have lots of scars and often open/bandaged self-inflicted wounds due to how their power works, which is blood manipulation. Again, edgy as all get-out.

March

I'm not super happy with some aspects of this but I worked really hard on it. This is a character of mine that I didn't design but still cherish lots. Her name is Coralina or just Coral for short. You'll see her again soon.

April

Once again I could not find much for April, but luckily I remembered that I did a bunch of chalk stuff at a school event that month and this one is both relevant to my blog and one of my favorites. I did a good ring too but that's in a different image.

May

This was something I designed as a contest entry that I don't believe I won so as far as I know it's my character now. I think the spots on the tail clash with the gradient but oh well.

June

There were a lot of good options for this month since I got back into commissions and art trades, but there's something about this one that I especially like. It's not fancy or anything but it showcases my style well.

July

Artfight season! Surprisingly this wasn't an attack but rather a character I made specifically for Artfight. They're based off of Miracle Musical's album Hawaii: Part II. I'm really proud of the design but I haven't really done anything with him since besides a couple drawings.

August

Here she is again! I used this image a lot to show an example of my work when offering art trades. I think I made it with that in mind? It's hard to remember. But anyway, here she is again! Plus one of my sonas, Pop Rocks!! I love her to bits. I originally made her as an adoptable that I traded to someone else, but I regretted it later and luckily my friend got her back for me! I have so many drawings of that little goofball but this is my favorite.

September

There are absolutely parts of this that suck balls but there are parts that I really like too. And I remember enjoying drawing it. This was for an art trade.

October

During this time I made matching bust drawings of all the 10 main characters from my comic. (calling it a comic is a bit of a stretch, I only have 2 chapters drawn and it's been well over a year (maybe two?) since I've touched those pages) Although I've made next to no progress on actual pages, I draw the characters often and love them with all my heart. I especially like how this one turned out.

November

At the time of drawing this I hadn't practiced drawing ferals in ages, so I was very worried about the result, but it turned out better than I could have imagined! This was another art trade, and I love the character design so much!!

December

And now we're here! I've been doing more scenes recently with my fanart, but I just love how Sonic turned out in this one so I had to include it. It almost doesn't look like my art, though the hands give it away. At first I wasn't impressed with how Shadow was looking but it's grown on me. ❤️🖤

[seaoflove07]

~ Ballroom Event ~

🔪Azusa & Rose🌹

Oc x Canon.

Characters: Azusa Mukami & Christine Melendez. (Rose)

Fan Fiction Written by Me.

Word Count: 1460.

Fandom: Diabolik Lovers.

• Note: Since Yui is in Azusa & Christine’s story. The Mukami brothers have a different nickname for Christine. •

Ruki at the beginning used to call her “Livestock” but ever since Azusa & Rose's relationship got serious and he saw how happy his brother is with Christine, he now just simply calls her, “Christine-san.”

Kou calls her “Kujaku-chan.” which means Peacock in English. (All credit to @cutelih for helping me choose this nickname)

Yuma calls her “Blondie”

Oc Introduction Here.

Event by @bluerosethornrp

• Photo Source: Picrew, Pinterest, IMVU and I edited Rejet Azusa’s CG •

- The Scene starts in Christine’s Bedroom -

Looking in the mirror, Christine is happy with her style choice for tonight’s ball. She has on a beautiful black gown dress with a pair of pearl stud earrings and a pearl necklace. Usually, she always wears her gold cross necklace, but for the ball, she wanted something more elegant. Last week, she and the Mukami brothers went to a boutique shop together. Azusa hasn't seen her in this dress yet. They were all busy trying out different outfits. It was a long night, once we all chose our outfits, we had dinner at a nice restaurant. The brothers told her that Karlheinz had done many ballroom events over the centuries, not only in the Demon World but also in the Human World as well. This particular ballroom event that they are going together will be in the Human World. The brothers told her that they had been to a lot of them over the years. It was nice spending time with Azu and his brothers. For the final touch, she grabs her favorite perfume, Coco Mademoiselle by Chanel, and sprays it on her neck, the insides of her wrists, inner elbows, and behind her earlobes. She puts the perfume bottle back on her vanity, then looks at herself one more time in the mirror.

Azusa: “Rose-san…”

She turns around, looking at him.

Christine: “Azu… I didn't hear you come in.” 

(He definitely teleported, He doesn't do that often, only when he wants to surprise her…) 

Azusa: “Rose… You look so beautiful… in that dress… You always take… my breath away…with your beauty…”

Taking her hand, he bows down a little and kisses her hand.

Christine: “Thank you Azu, you look really handsome as well.” She said with a smile.

He is wearing an elegant black tuxedo with a nice purple shirt. She notices he is holding a small white box with a pretty red ribbon on it.

Azusa: “Rose… I have… a gift for you…”

- He gives her the small box -

She removes the ribbon and opens the box. There's a pretty small red rose inside.

Azusa: “I bought this…  rose hair clip… for you… I love placing… flowers in your hair… but the flowers… always die quickly… when I saw this hair clip… at the boutique display… I had to buy it… for you… the clip is 18k gold…”

Christine: “Azusa, I don't want you to spend a lot of money on me.”

Azusa: “Eh...? Rose… you are precious… to me… and I am happy… to buy nice things for you… please… I want you… to accept my gift…”

Christine: “Azu, I will accept your gift. I truly love it. Thank you so much.”

She kissed his cheek.

Smiling, he takes the rose clip out of the box and places it in her hair.

Azusa: “Roses really do suit you...” He said while stroking her hair.

*Knock Knock*

Yuma: “Oi Azusa and Blondie, I’m gonna open the door, and you better not be doing anything I don't want to see.”

He walks into the room.

“What is taking you guys so long? Our ride is here, Ruki sent me to get the two of you. We don't want to get him upset by being late to the ball. Move your asses and let's go!”

Azusa nods and takes Christine’s hand.

Azusa: “Come… Let's go, Rose…”

*TimeSkip*

- They Arrive at the Ballroom -

Christine: (I'm so happy to be here. Everything looked stunning! Classy and fancy-looking. All the tables had a huge bouquet of red roses, and the ceilings had beautiful vintage paintings. Music is playing and people are dancing. Near the dance floor there's a nice fountain…)

Ruki: “Come everyone, let's sit at our assigned table.”

As they walk through the tables, Christine saw all the Sakamaki brothers and Yui sitting at their table. The brothers looked like they were arguing like always. Yui looked at her with a smile, she looked so pretty in her pink gown dress, Christine smiled back at her and gave her a small wave. She plans later to say hi and to talk to her for a bit.

- Azusa pulls Christine’s chair back, waiting for her to sit  - 

Christine: “Thank you, Azu.” She said smiling and sat on her chair.

- Azusa sits next to her -

Azusa: “Rose-san… would you… like a drink…?”

She saw there were bottles of champagne and wine at the table already for them.

Christine: “Yes please, I’ll have a red wine.”

Yuma: “Careful Blondie, don’t get drunk on us.”

Kou: “Fufu~ Let Kujaku-chan have fun Yuma, the night is young.”

Ruki: “You all better be on your best behavior, I don’t want any embarrassment.”

Looking at Kou.

Kou: “Ruki, you are no fun. Anyways, I see a few cute fan girls looking my way. I’m gonna go say hi. See you all later.”

He stands up and leaves.

Ruki and Yuma started talking to each other. Christine took a sip of her wine and noticed that Azusa was staring at her.

Christine: “What?” She asks with a smile.

-A Ballad Song Starts Playing -

The Night We Met by Lord Huron.

He smiles back at his blonde beauty.

Azusa: “I’m happy… to be here… with my precious rose…tonight…”

Christine: “I’m happy too.”

She takes his hand.

“Azusa, would you like to dance with me?” 

Azusa: “Yes…” 

They both stand up still holding hands, while walking to the dance floor that was near the fountain. Staring at each other’s eyes. Christine wraps her arms around his neck, while Azusa places his hands on her hips.

- They start slow dancing together -

Moving their bodies slowly from side to side. 

Christine: “Our dance practice back home paid off. Azu, you're doing so well.”

Azusa: “...Eh...? You think so...? I tried... my best for you… I didn't want… to embarrass you… this was the only dance… I was… able to learn… sorry for being so pathetic…”

She Frowns.

Christine: “Azusa, don't talk like that. You are never an embarrassment to me and you are not pathetic either. You know I don’t like it when you talk like that. Because... you are my everything.”

(Azusa’s deep gaze is making my heart beat so fast!…)

Azusa: “... You know… I never forget…  the night we met… when the night was… full of terrors… and your eyes… were filled with tears… when you had not… touched me yet… Your beauty… your skin… your blood and floral scent… captivated me… my love for you … is stronger every day…”

Pressing her body closer to his while still dancing.

- Christine cups his cheek -

“Rose-san… are you happy… with me…?”

Christine: “Even though we had a rough beginning to our relationship... You make me happy, and my heart still beast fasts every time I’m with you.”

- Azusa pressed his forehead against hers -

“With you, I feel secure. I love you, Azusa.”

He smoothed her hair.

Azusa: “Rose…”

His fingers found the sensitive curve of her scalp, cradling her head as he kissed her, sucking her bottom lip. Then he took her mouth in a deep demanding kiss. His tongue moved against hers, exploring her, possessing her, making her moan in his mouth.

Her breathing becomes heavy, and she breaks the kiss, placing her hands on his chest.

Christine: “Azu…we are still on the dance floor.” She can feel her cheeks flushed.

Azusa: “... I saw many men... looking at you tonight… my heart starts aching… just by thinking about it… so I needed… to show everyone… that you belong only to me… you are all mine… the thought of you… leaving me… for someone else… is a pain I will never… be able to handle… I love you… so much…” 

He hugs her tight.

“Rose… I want to suck... your blood...”

Christine: “Now!?”

Azusa: “Yes.. let’s go...”

*TimeSkip*

- Azusa takes her outside to the Rose Garden -

Christine: “Azusa, someone might see us here.”

- He pins her down -

Azusa: “Sorry, Rose-san… I've been holding back… this whole time…”

- He kisses her neck and breaths on it, caressing her with his fangs -

She moans softly.

Christine: “Azu… I’m in love with you and I will never leave you for anyone, I am yours…”

Azusa: “My Rose…”

- Azusa bites her hard -

*Slurp*

Azusa: “Hmmm… Rose-san’s blood is… flowing through me… It feels so good…”

He licks the bite mark and starts biting her deeper near the chest, making it hurt even more, slightly rubbing his body against hers, and groping her breast.

*Gulp*

A flick of pain, her arms squeezed around him.

Christine: “Please… you must stop.”

She gasped.

“I can’t bear any more.” 

He looks at her with desire in his eyes.

Azusa: “Yes… you can…”

He pressed his lips to hers, letting her taste some of her own blood.

“I want your everything… till sunrise… I love you… my precious Rose… forever...”

He continues to bite her

Enjoying her lovely expressions and sounds

She is his rose, and only his

He will make that clear tonight… 

- End -

Thank you for reading. 📖🌹

• Artwork by 46SnowFox •

[meowjaa]

✧ parent teacher conference ✧

context: levi ackerman x fem!reader, parent teacher conference, y/n is a teacher, levi is an adult and mikasa is his little cousin, 3 part series <33

a/n: originally was going to make mikasa levi's little sister but changed my mind basically levi had to pick mikasa up due to her parents being busy at work (iykyk) and so that's when levi meets reader who is mikasa's teacher enjoy my loves also this will be a series <3

Levi was sitting on the couch while all he could hear was the chatter of Eren, Armin and Mikasa were all talking about a stupid tv show they've been fixated on. He had his phone in his hand as he lurked on y/n's instagram page photos of her classroom, or of her on vacation mostly his eyes fixated on the one of her in Los Angeles on the beach in a floral bikini...

A few weeks after the tense parent-teacher conference, Levi found himself back at Mikasa's elementary school for their annual spring carnival event. With her parents occupied with work as usual, Levi begrudgingly agreed to accompany his young cousin.

The schoolyard was transformed with booths, games, bouncy houses, and throngs of excitable children hyped up on cotton candy and popcorn. Levi stuck close to Mikasa, warily eyeing the chaotic scenes unfolding around them.

Mikasa eagerly dragged Levi from game to game, determined to win prizes at each one. He obliged, successful at ring tosses, balloon darts, and goldfish scooping thanks to his impeccable aim. Soon Mikasa's arms were loaded with stuffed animals and toys.

As they passed by the dunk tank, Levi heard a familiar voice call out, "Fancy seeing you here!" He turned to see Y/N perched above the water, volunteering to get dunked for the fundraiser event wearing a white shirt that was soon to be see through.

"Oh, Y/N," Levi said, caught off guard.

"Come on Levi, try to dunk me!" Y/N said playfully. Mikasa nodded excitedly.

With a reluctant sigh, Levi paid for balls and took aim. Y/N taunted him jokingly, saying there was no way he could hit the target. Levi's competitive side flared up.

With three rapidfire throws, he hit the bullseye each time, sending Y/N plunging down into the water again and again. Sputtering as she resurfaced, Y/N laughed.

"Cheater!" Y/N spoke up and all the kids around her started pointing their fingers and laughing including Mikasa.

Levi just shrugged, fighting off a small smile. He glanced at Mikasa who gave him a knowing look. Maybe this school event wasn't so intolerable after all.

After dunking Y/N multiple times at the carnival dunk tank, Levi felt an odd sense of satisfaction. As Y/N climbed out dripping wet for the final time, y/n's shirt very much see through she walked over to Levi and Mikasa.

"Good arm on you!" she said with a laugh. "I should've known better than to challenge an Ackerman."

Levi rubbed the back of his neck, uncharacteristically shy in that moment. "Well, you kept egging me on," he mumbled.

Mikasa piped up eagerly. "Can we go play more games, Ms. Y/N?"

Y/N smiled down at her. "Sure! I was just about to head over to the ring toss. Want to see if we can win some more prizes?"

Mikasa nodded and hurried off toward the game, leaving Levi and Y/N walking together.

"Thanks for bringing Mikasa today," Y/N said. "These school events mean a lot to the kids."

Levi just grunted in reply, unsure how to navigate small talk, especially with someone he had been so short with previously.

They made their way from game to game, with Mikasa accumulating more stuffed animals and Y/N enthusiastically cheering her on. Despite the noise and mayhem, Levi found himself almost…enjoying the atmosphere.

The day wound down and parents began collecting their kids. Mikasa went home happily clutching her pile of new toys.

As Levi turned to leave, Y/N called out, "Levi, wait!"

She walked up to him with a tentative smile. "Here, I wanted you to have this." She held out a stuffed penguin. "You know, as a thank you."

Levi accepted it, feeling his cheeks grow warm. Their fingers brushed lightly and his heart skipped a beat.

"I'll see you at the next conference?" Y/N asked hopefully.

"Yeah…see you then," Levi murmured. As he headed home, he thought maybe it wouldn't be so bad to attend another school event someday. Especially if it meant seeing Y/N's smile again...

part 3...

[bellalampwickrossi]

Disney Descendants : Tiger Lily x Lampwick hc Part 3

Tiger Lily and lampwick are adorable on holidays - they match outfits, get thoughtful gifts, and make sure the other feels loved.

Tiger Lily and Lampwick used to deliberately seek out mistletoe

Lampwick only behaves so he doesn’t embarrass tiger lily or upset her parents

Lampwick loves showing tiger lily the photos

Tiger Lily makes Lampwick cold packs when he has a headache or hurts himself.

TIger Lily and Lampwick loved the senior events together.

Tiger lily and lampwick liked to look for private spots together.

Tiger Lily and lampwick had a lot of well wishes for the wedding.

Lampwick had so many ideas for proposing to tiger lily.

. Tiger Lily and lampwick never fought much - they usually talked things through before it got to that point.

Tiger lily got Lampwick to take school more seriously.

Tiger Lily always made the male love interests in her stories have red hair for no particular reason.

Tiger Lily and lampwick love buffets.

Tiger Lily and lampwick prefer casual dances to formal ones.

Tiger Lily and lampwick went to lots of her tribes ceremonies.

Tiger Lily and lampwick like take out so they can relax together.

Tiger lily and lampwick would love going on big trips.

Lampwick is always hyping tiger lily up.

Lampwick is always checking in on Tiger Lily's day.

Tiger Lily likes to bring Lampwick candy.

Tiger Lily brought Lampwick to a lot of clubs before he joined.

Tiger Lily and lampwick like to go to parties their friends throw.

Tiger Lily helped Lampwick learn to dance.

Tiger Lily and lampwick are very good at working together.

Tiger Lily and lampwick went to Paris once.

Tiger lily and lampwick like picnics.

Tiger Lily always laughed at Lampwick's corny jokes

Tiger Lily and lampwick loved dancing in gym class

Tiger Lily and lampwick like going to scary stuff together.

Lampwick holds Tiger Lily's hand when she gets home.

Tiger Lily keeps a light in the hall for nightmares for Lampwick.

Tiger Lily and lampwick were very romantic in their theatre scenes - melodramatic even. XD

lampwick still had the watch Tiger Lily bought him.

Tiger Lily encourages Lampwick to eat a good diet.

Tiger Lily and Lampwick work well when they’re up to plotting.

Tiger Lily has lots of pet names related to Lampwick's hair. It’s hot as hell.

Tiger Lily brought Lampwick to Pan’s hideout once just to see them interact.

Tiger lily and lampwick are both fighters for what they believe in.

Tiger lily and lampwick like dancing video games.

Lampwick hates losing. So does tiger lily but when she was younger she pretended she didn’t.

Tiger Lily and lampwick both liked doing dating trends.

Lampwick likes taking care of stuff by the water for tiger lily.

Lampwick hates dealing with teachers Tiger lily makes him take it seriously though.

Tiger Lily and Lampwick are very fast dancers.

Tiger Lily and Lampwick like to go to a hotel every so often and enjoy themselves.

Tiger Lily and lampwick like going to do stuff like bowling sometimes

Tiger Lily and lampwick are really fast to team up when they can.

Lampwick tapes important games for Tiger Lily .

Tiger lily gets Carina to help her surprise lampwick.

Tiger Lily and Lampwick definitely were serious about cotillion.

Tiger Lily and lampwick have about fifteen “songs”.

Tiger lily gets Lampwick to think more carefully.

Tiger lily and lampwick are good at singing karaoke.

Tiger Lily and Lampwick had a lot of fun decorating their house in auradon city.

Tiger Lily and Lampwick like limos for fancy dates like the senior ball

Tiger Lily and lampwick were so excited to have a baby and talked to tiger peony every day up til she was born.

Tiger lily and lampwick liked going to cool new places that opened.

Lampwick buys Tiger Lily cool work out gear.

Tiger lily fluffs Lampwick's pillow when she’s home.

Tiger Lily and Lampwick liked going to dances together and being seen together.

Tiger lily and lampwick are very protective of each other.

Tiger lily didn’t like when Lampwick was too drunk or smoked too much to have fun.

Tiger Lily and Lampwick both like to do scenes from plays or movies every so often

Tiger Lily and lampwick like to tease each other good heartedly.

Tiger Lily and lampwick always know where the mistletoe is at auradon prep for Christmas.

[duhragonball]

Dragon Ball Super 091

“All right, so after fifteen hours of careful consideration, I believe the key to victory is to avoid getting thrown off the edge of the stage.”

“Yes, but shouldn’t we also throw our opponents over the edge as well?”

“Hmmm... you raise an excellent point, sir.  We may need several more episodes to discuss this matter.  It’s a good thing we have these photos of our team roster to help us remember who’s on our team.”

All right, this is another potpourri episode, like 85 and 88.  The framing sequence here is the two Grand Zenos, who are bored with their game of hitting each other with a toy hammer.  The Grand Minister gives them an update on preparations for the Tournament of Power.

Vegeta’s going to spend some time in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber again, but Mr. Popo warns him that if he blows up the entrance again, he’ll be banned for life. 

In Universe 9, they still haven’t gotten their team assembled, and they only have the three guys they fielded for the Zeno Expo.  Also, when they try to tell anyone about the tournament, riots break out when people hear about the impending erasure.  So the planet they’re currently scouting is a lost cause.  Sidrah destroys it and they move on to the next world.

In Universe 6, Hit tracks down Frost and informs him that he’s been drafted for the Tournament of Power.  If he refuses the invitation, Hit will assassinate him, but Frost is eager for the chance to redeem himself.  Hit warns him to remove all the poison needles from his body, as they’re forbidden.

In Universe 7, Yamcha is still waiting for his invitation to join the team, but Roshi wants Puar instead. 

Yeah, so Puar’s a shapeshifter, and Roshi wants him to turn into a sexy woman so that Roshi can train himself to overcome his horniness.  Puar hates this idea, because duh.  But Yamcha tells him to go through with it, because it seems important.

Yeah... this is pretty awful.

Believe it or not, this sounds worse than it looks.

Also, why is there a wooden shed on top of Yamcha’s apartment building?  This is what I mean when I say zero thought was put into his home.  It’s not a dump or a fancy bachelor pad.  They just drew some stuff and called it a day.   “Wait, where’s Yamcha supposed to park his riding lawn mower?”  “He can just leave it on the roof?”  “What if it rains?” “Good point, we’d better add a shed.”

Oolong hates this scene so much that he asks if he can just leave.  I don’t know why he came here in the first place.

Since Vegeta isn’t around, Goku and Whis spar in Vegeta’s gravity room.  Goku bites Whis’ hand.

In Universe 11, Top has summoned the Pride Troopers to assemble for the Tournament, but General Khaseral is running late.  They call him to find out what the hold up is...

And he’s trying to save a cat from a tangle of power lines.  Or something.  I feel like a superhuman should be able to solve this problem more decisively, but the general insists he save this life before he worries about the rest of his universe. 

In Universe 2... Well, I don’t know what this guy is supposed to be.  I thought they were going to zoom out and show this image was part of a billboard or something, but no.  They just smash cut from this...

To this.  I mean, it’s all pretty.  I like the aesthetic, but I don’t understand any of it.  Universe 2 is holding auditions for their team, and people are lined up to try out.

This one lady cuts to the front of the line, and these two hopefuls object.  Are they supposed to be drag queens?  I think that’s what the dub is going for.  I mean, do they have super powers or what’s going on here, exactly?

Anyway, the lady who cuts ahead of them is Brianne De Chateau, and she responds to their objections by going a whole transformation into...

Rebrianne, who blows them up with some sort of magical girl attack.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m a huge Rebrianne mark.  She fucking rules.  But I don’t pretend to understand anything that happened in this scene.  Like, I know U2 is all about beauty and love, and that somehow translates into fighting power, but this episode makes it look like she just rolled up to an open casting call and brazenly attacked anyone in her way.  Also, I thought Brianne was a celebrity of sorts?  Kind of like the Pride Troopers in U11?  Maybe that’s what this scene was trying to convey.  She doesn’t have to stand in line because she already has a spot on the team, and those two ladies she blew away didn’t recognize her. 

All I know for sure is this:  There’s a new Budokai Tenkaichi game coming.  And Rebrianne better be in it.  Because I want to do this move on Vegeta. 

“Tee-hee!  It’s on sight, Vegeta!”

Meanwhile, the U10 team is recording a stupid video as a team-building exercise.  Gowasu thinks this will get him a lot of hits on Godtube.

This is dumb as hell, but what makes it dumber is that they’re still wearing those stupid robes!  How is this supposed to do numbers on GodTube when you can’t see anyone?!  This is exactly why U10 loses hard.

And finally, back in Universe 7, Bulma gets a call from Mr. Satan and it turns out Buu has fallen asleep and won’t wake up.  Beerus is outraged, and lists all of the other times Buu has fucked him over in the past.  You know, when you put it that way, it’s kind of badass the way Majin Buu keeps ruining Beerus’s day.  All he’s done is take three naps and eat a bunch of pudding, and now this cat-dude is traumatized for life.

[thisisevenharderthannamingablog]

Well that was entertaining. Liveblogging notes for episode 1 below.

Lot of mirrors in this scene (often signpost deception). Kinn is executing a "betrayer," is there other stuff happening here? Opening scenes set up both characters at ease in their respective domains. Porsche has everyone at the bar eating out of his hand. Kinn is in control in the scene with the Italians (at least for the moment). Otherwise a study in contrasts and unbuttoned shirts.

And now presumably the Italians are trying to kill Kinn. Big, WTF I thought you were supposed to be the competent one? J/k I've been spoiled for this whole show and I feel bad for him and now he's gotten shot. Motorcycle guys not messing around. Kinn is a pretty good shot though? I like that perspective spin on the hallway!

Porsche, meanwhile, is having an excellent evening which gets very exciting. And lucrative!

The hairstylists on this set must have had fun arranging those stray wisps just right on Mile.

15 minutes into this, and Kinn's watching him ride off like Cinderella leaving the ball at midnight. All the bodyguards pull up like "oh thank god you're okay, we aren't going to get killed for failing at our job."

The Kittisawat house looks nice! Thank you for the slow pan, I love examining set dressing details. House plants, knick-knacks, and family photos. This is not the bachelor den one might expect from a household headed by a 23-year-old bartender/street fighter; someone has standards. Porsche's otherwise excellent evening has been dampened. Family has money troubles, can either pay school or rent - or, implied, food - but not all three.

Uncle lost all his money on CRYPTO? I was not expecting that. Everybody in this family is lying to each other, yikes.

More fancy camera angles! Character establishment! Porsche is a badass but he's also fighting a losing battle against The System to keep his little brother housed and fed. Bro's shirt says "today is a good day" in case we didn't realize that he is Innocence personified in all of this.

How does Uncle know where to move stolen watches? Kinda sus. Seriously Porsche you won't let your brother have a beer? The internet tells me that the drinking age in Thailand is 20.

Halfway point. Kinn's dad is doing pottery and giving Kinn a hard time. Kinn appears determined to keep handling the Italians his own way, and also to find Porsche.

Wait, Porsche is still in school TOO? At least occasionally? Also he is a brat. Also maybe don't give your friends' names as yours to Mafia people, dude. I mean, you were obviously lying, but still.

Uh-oh, busted. Kinn is way too amused about this whole thing. LOL we get it you are in fact high-class Mafia. Porsche is out of his depth and knows it. Not too high-class for straight-up threats.

This has to be the weirdest recruitment pitch I have ever seen. Just saying you could have gone with the money first rather than the kidnapping? Good on Porsche for not taking this bullshit lying down. Good on Kinn for being willing to get messed up. Good on Porsche for fighting dirty. Kinn what is your angle here?

Wait this was KORN's idea? Because Korn is thinking a bodyguard who can't be bought might be valuable? Kinn looks so thoroughly annoyed LOL.

Porsche's day keeps getting shittier as he has escaped but the house is busted up and rather than paying off their debts Uncle lost their money gambling. Uncle is a real asshole? Porsche is in a bind.

Chay is crying. :(( Porsche is crying. :((((( Oh no. This is great, you can see Porsche's terrible decision coming a mile away. More lying! Fantastic!!

Porsche has been there a hot minute and Big is already like "I do NOT get paid enough for this." Unfortunately for him both of the Theerapanyakuls appear to appreciate a gutsy smartass. Kinn is perplexed by whatever his father is up to? Korn seems satisfied. Love me a symbolic chess game.

[edcater]

AI Data Science in Practice: Real-World Applications

In today's world, there's a powerful duo making waves: Artificial Intelligence (AI) and Data Science. You might have heard these terms, but what do they really mean? Let's dive into the world of AI Data Science to understand how they work together and how they're changing the world around us.

What is AI Data Science?

AI Data Science is like having a super smart detective team. Imagine you have a huge pile of puzzle pieces (that's your data), and you want to find the hidden picture (that's your insight). AI is the brainy detective that figures out patterns and makes predictions, while Data Science is the toolkit it uses to sort through all the pieces.

Understanding AI

AI is all about making computers do things that normally need human intelligence. Remember when you asked Siri or Alexa a question? That's AI! It's like giving machines a brain so they can think and learn. AI can recognize faces in photos, translate languages, play games, and so much more.

What is Data Science?

Now, let's talk about Data Science. It's the art of collecting, analyzing, and interpreting data to make decisions. Think of it as the behind-the-scenes magician. Data Scientists collect data from everywhere – like your shopping habits, social media posts, or even your heart rate from a fitness tracker. Then they use special tools and math to find trends and insights.

The Power of AI Data Science

When you put AI and Data Science together, magic happens! Imagine you have a huge store with tons of customers. AI Data Science can help the store predict what products will sell best, so they can stock up and make customers happy. It's like having a crystal ball for business!

Real-World Applications

Now, let's see how AI Data Science is actually used in the real world.

1. Healthcare

AI Data Science helps doctors diagnose diseases faster and better. By analyzing patient data, it can predict which treatments will work best for different people. This means faster recovery times and more lives saved.

2. Finance

Ever wonder how banks decide if you can get a loan? AI Data Science looks at your credit history and other factors to predict if you're a good borrower. It helps banks manage risks and make fair decisions.

3. Transportation

Self-driving cars are a hot topic, and they're powered by AI Data Science. These cars use sensors and AI to "see" the road, make decisions, and even park themselves. It's like having a chauffeur who never gets tired!

4. Entertainment

When you're on Netflix, AI Data Science suggests movies and shows you might like based on what you've watched before. It's like having a personal movie critic who knows your taste perfectly.

5. Customer Service

Ever chatted with a customer service bot? That's AI at work! These bots use AI to understand your questions and give helpful answers. It saves time for both customers and companies.

6. Agriculture

Farmers use AI Data Science to boost crop yields. By analyzing weather patterns and soil data, they can decide when to plant, water, and harvest for the best results. This means more food for us all!

7. Cybersecurity

AI Data Science is like a guardian angel for your online accounts. It can spot unusual activities and alert you if someone's trying to hack into your account. It's like having a personal cybersecurity expert.

8. Gaming

In video games, AI Data Science creates realistic characters and smart opponents. Have you ever played a game where the bad guys seem to outsmart you? That's AI at work, making games more challenging and fun.

9. Climate Change

Saving the planet is a big job, and AI Data Science is lending a hand. It helps scientists analyze climate data, predict weather patterns, and find ways to reduce pollution. It's like giving Earth an extra set of eyes.

Conclusion

AI Data Science is more than just fancy technology – it's changing the way we live, work, and play. From healthcare to entertainment, finance to transportation, its impact is everywhere. So next time you ask Siri a question or get a movie suggestion on Netflix, remember: it's all thanks to AI Data Science, the dynamic duo shaping our world.

[moontheoretist]

#holy SHIT thank you for this#to have it written out in one place is a blessing tysm I can finally wrap my head around this concept#since I started Part 2 I just kept conceptualizing it as Mars Bubble Universe#and for some reason never explicitly realized that the bubble universes were created FROM the Finality blowing it up#ANDDDD the way that time - on the real planet in the Proper World - would continue.#meaning Part 1 and 2 exist in like.. two COMPLETELY differing timelines… billions of years apart#ohhhhhhh that is so cooool#hhhhh that is fascinating#ty for this 🙏 you are a godsend#honkai impact 3rd#honkai impact 3rd part 2#hi3rd#hi3rd part 2#hi3#honkai part 2

Firstly, thank you and you are welcome.

Secondly, I wouldn't say they exist in differing timelines but at the same time you are also not wrong. The only difference is that the time has stopped for Bubble universes of Mars. I think some charas even stated that outloud that time doesn't flow. But at the same time it was also said that Langqiu exists in a state it does for 100 years and we can even visit its past via the Box of Memories and Time. I don't know how exactly does it work and if time truly is stagnant for that world and doesn't move forwards, but we know that Shus are the only ones that can live for 100 years due to their authorities and we even have Songque say that she wouldn't be alive now if she wasn't a Shu which means that people still do age even though the world in their Bubble Universe possibly stopped moving forward with them in time.

From their perspective the Bubble Universe (World) is showing the outside cosmos as per the state it was when civilisation on Mars still existed and 100 years after that, so for Earth it was 1 billion years in the past way before the Past Earth Era even existed. So it somewhat mirrors the state of their solar system at that point in time. You could probably think about it as a pocket of spacetime continuum that is detached from the wider universe's flow of time, which means they're not aware that 1 billion years have passed outside their worlds. If it was Dragon Ball universe we would say they're in 2 different dimensions with different time speeds. So 100 years for Langqiu and Oxia would be around 1 billion years for Earth, but in Honkai Universe it doesn't exactly work like that. I feel like most bubble universes we visited in the game were like moments in time eternally captured like in a photo. But at the same time the life living there was still continuing. The only exception I can think of is bubble universe of the Moon where we meet Dr MEI. It doesn't feel like the life is living there like it does on others but at the same time it's also a moment captured in time. And a very convenient one at that becauce it helps us in fight against Finality.

Which means that your "different timeline" technically is also right. The only difference is that you simply come back to the regular time flow when you leave the bubble universe, so you don't need any fancy tech like what TVA uses in Loki TV show or timetravel machine to travel in between the "timelines". You just enter it like a house through the Sea of Quanta where it's floating, anchored to Mars (the dead planet). You can enter the Sea via some place on Mars: i.e. Helia and Coralie being sucked into the Sea via investigating a sign of an ancient civilization, possibly some kind of ruins still left standing after the apocalypse.

It's not the same type of differing timelines like in any other medium we know but at the same time it fulfills similar principles of the parallel worlds. I think the metaphor of video game saves describes it best. Every Bubble Universe (World) is like a separate save in a game.

So as you have noticed: yes Finality is impacting each planet in the solar system separately. I also didn't realize at first that the scenes shown during Senadina's and Dreamseekers dance cutscene at the start of Part 2 were of Finality nuking Mars (tho planet that fell on Mars looked suspiciously like the cacoon of Finality). Finality is like a very nasty type of a mad scientist hell-bent on experimenting ain't it?

BTW the newest update threw a shadow (hehe, pun intented lol) on some of the stuff I said before. It has gone crazier than it was before.

SPOILERS

Well it turns out Shadow doesn't exist in symbiosis with people of Langqiu and that there is actually a Will of Shadow that simply waited for an opportune moment to collect on all the dept that people of Langqiu accumulated thorought all those 100 years of Fear Gathering. On top of that it was also revealed that Anchor of the Apocalypse in Langqiu is a fake and that the real one was pushed outside by Baiji and when he did that it created a Bubble Universe of Oxia artificially.

*spoilers alert*

I started playing Honkai Impact 3rd Part 2 and DAMN it's so fucking interesting! LIKE SUPER NEAT. Imagine that 1 billion years ago there was a civilisation on Mars that got anihillated by something (*cough cough* Finality *cough cough*) but then several bubble universes are created around it with people in them and because the Sea of Quanta distorts time they didn't live this billion of years that the rest of the planets in Solar System did, no, they lived barely a 100 years since the catastrophe so from THEIR point of view Earth is still just a "blue planet with no civilisation" which means that our planet already has oceans but probably only filled with amoebas and not any other type of life, just bacterias as life on Earth appeared 3.7 billion years ago, but it takes a LONG TIME for life to actually evolve so even 1 billion years ago Earth doesn't really have anything to show off. While from the point of view of Earth - Mars (Luoxing) is DEAD for so long that we didn't even entertain the possibility that civilisation was EVER there to begin with (even if it was probable considering that Venus also had civilisation before it got destroyed too as Honkai Impact 3rd follows the multiverse logic of "1 planet = 1 universe"). Which all and of itself is SO COOL. Because it both is scientifically accurate, but also super Sci-Fi with bubble universes floating in the Sea of Quanta, anchored to Mars and protected not to sink into the Sea completely, with Honkai Energy just existing and PEOPLE LIVING IN HARMONY WITH SHADOW THINGIES GIVING OFF HONKAI ENERGY.

[quirrrky]

MODERN KNY BOYS DATING HEADCANONS —since this is not one of the requested prompts again, I added extra creativity. —x fem reader bc of the pictures

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TANJIROU —surprise dinner date in which he cooked for you. warm hugs even in public, not even aware you're in public sometimes when he kisses you. picnics and romantic boat ride in a park lake under the starry sky. love quotes he's found from google. k-dramas in bed every weekend where you both cry at angsty scenes while eating your favorite snacks. never letting go of your hand.

INOSUKE —food trip and food eating challenges! paint ball, laser tag and go-kart dates. loudly laughing at your inside jokes. watching sports at a stadium. anything competitive, really. but down for some sweet stuff too. relentlessly kisses you in public. holding hands while walking, but you're bf too pretty. zoo and museum of natural history dates. cooking and baking together where he always munches on the ingredients before you can even get to finish the meal. probably, late on your date ngl.

ZENITSU —park dates where you both take lots of selfies, takes of pictures of you too like you're his model, moments of him just getting stupefied whenever you tell him stories, arcade and amusement park date where you ride even the kiddiest rides and you stroll the vicinity munching on gummy candies because you're both too cute for this world, matching animal ear headbands, occasional cheek kisses and playful tickling

KYOJURO —old school type of romance, a date that makes you feel like you're in the 70s, museum and art gallery dates and takes you to a fancy dinner afterwards. pulls the chair for you energy, kisses the back of your hand, slow dances you on when there's less people along the street, compliments you endlessly, vintage music store where you share your favorite songs, long slow kisses, hand at the small of your back while walking

GIYUU —arcade dates but he gets funnily competitive against you, climbing at the rooftop as you watch the lights late at night as you share earphones, roaming the city talking about random things as your hands are entwined in each other's—his thumb rubbing your knuckles soothingly, awkward attempts to kiss you, him whispering in your ear instead of talking properly but it's hella' sweet

SANEMI —random midnight road trip, occasionally kisses the top of your head as he got you all hooked with his arm, him bringing your clasped hands to his lips just to kiss the back of your hand, beach dates where he chases you across the shore because you teased him for blushing, taking ugly photos of each other, accidentally making out bc you both thought nobody's looking

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[floralseokjin]

⤑ made-up love song v (m).

Your first encounter with Kim Seokjin doesn’t go so well, nor your second, or your third… and maybe that’s because it shouldn’t work on paper. You’re an elementary school teacher, never left the country despite hitting the third decade of your life not so long ago, and you’re unable to remember the last time you dated. He’s the dad of one of your students, nearly a decade older than you and divorced. Oh yes, and just another minor detail – he’s a multimillionaire. 

Your lives are lightyears apart, yet somehow, your paths having now crossed, things just seem to fall into place…

pairing; kim seokjin x reader  au/genre/warnings; strangers to lovers, romance, eventual angst, single dad! seokjin, ceo! seokjin, elementary school teacher! oc, age gap (oc is 30, seokjin is 37), seokjin is a dilf, fluff, smut; a shit ton of kissing, oral (f), seokjin likes eye contact, slight overstimulation, he also seems to have a slight potty mouth when turned on, romantic sex, protected sex, shower scene, oral (m), this chapter is basically just sex, enjoy! (yes, the dilf dick is b i g) lingerie described found here for the visuals ~  words; 9,572

↪︎ chapter index

chapters; i • ii • iii • iv • v • vi • vii • viii • ix • x • epilogue (+ drabbles)

Saturday couldn’t come soon enough. You were like a little kid at the lead up to Christmas. You couldn’t remember the last time you were this excited for something. Actually, on second thoughts, you couldn’t think of a time you were this excited for anything, period. And all over the prospect of sleeping with Seokjin, and definitely not in the innocent way… He had in no way explicitly stated that you’d be having sex this week, but the insinuation was heavy in the air. Everything leading up to this moment was suggesting come Saturday night you would not be sat in front of Seokjin’s 75” television watching boxsets… 

On the morning of you decided to pack a few things in a small case. You definitely planned on returning home in the day if needed or bored while Seokjin was at work, but the essentials were required: underwear, pyjamas, a few outfits, toiletries and skincare, your iPad, miscellaneous chargers. Soojung on the other hand was acting like you were never coming back… 

“I’m going to miss you.” She whined, having been hovering around you as you packed. “Leaving me alone with smelly Tae.” 

In a bid not to be alone in the evenings she’d invited her smelly boyfriend over for the week, but although she sounded irked it was all just an act. God knows what they’d get up to while you were gone, you dreaded to think. On second thoughts, maybe it would be best to stay at Seokjin’s place all week… You had no clue what you’d walk in on in your own home.  

“I won’t be gone the whole week. Besides, we can meet up for lunch and stuff.” You often visited her at the department store, perusing the food court until it was time for her lunch break. You weren’t secluded from the whole world while away. What did she think was happening? 

She helped you fold your clothes in momentary silence, deep in thought it seemed. “What if you love it there and want to stay permanently Dilf mansion?” 

You scoffed immediately, taking the small pile of t-shirts from her to pack away. “Soo, way to jump the gun.” You’d been dating barely six weeks, hadn’t even had sex yet, moving in together was number 1 on the highly unlikely list. Although, sliding in a couple of pairs of flats into the top pocket of your case and zipping it up, you hummed in consideration. “Dilf mansion does have a ring to it though…” 

Soojung’s attention was on another pile of clothing now – one you would be wearing this evening to leave for Seokjin’s house. Her fingertips brushed along the delicate baby blue lace of your lingerie, sitting on top of the pile and she looked up at you and grinned wickedly. “You’re going to knock his socks off with this.” 

You and her had spent yesterday browsing the mall with a very important task. To decide on the most perfect lingerie set. Knowing Seokjin for a while know, you’d noticed he had an inclination for the colour blue, so your chosen piece had to be a winner – practically see-through, littered in beautiful lace flowers. You were well and truly prepared for tonight, you were a woman on a mission. 

“His Dilf socks,” you corrected your best friend, both of you instantly exploding into a fit of giggles. 

Arin had left with her grandparents this morning, and as much as Seokjin was eager to get this weekend started and see you immediately, he actually had a few things he needed to take care of at work. It wasn’t until around 5pm that you got into your car to make the short journey, Soo waving you off proudly like you were about to attend your graduation. You were honestly quite calm given the circumstances, although one look at Seokjin as he stepped out the front door to take your case and all inner composure was lost. You were one big ball of excitement, most of it flurrying around in the pit of your stomach. Yet you kept cool on the outside, grinning at the handsome man in front of you despite your lingerie burning marks into your skin. 

And handsome he was today, (as if he wasn’t every day), his dark hair parted in the centre of his forehead naturally, his eyes crinkling as he smiled and leaned in for a kiss. You tasted a hint of mango on his mouth, an obvious sheen to his plump lips, and you presumed he’d applied some chapstick before you’d arrived – the chapstick you’d bought him not too long ago after he’d complained of cracked lips to you on the phone one night. 

“Hey,” he greeted softly, his arms around your waist, body pressed snuggly into yours. 

“Hey yourself,” you murmured, wrapping your arms around his neck, gazing into one another’s eyes before you lightly teased him. “Are we going to stay out here all night?” 

Chuckling heartily, he reached behind you, lifting your case with ease. “Let’s go put this in my room.” 

You’d never once stepped foot onto the upper level of his house before, so you were very observant on your way to his bedroom, eyes catching art pieces (you noticed numerous of Arin’s) and photos along the walls, light fixtures, as well as the odd plant here and there. You had to walk two flights of stairs to get to your destination, one average in length, the other shorter, veering off to the left of the corridor to reach a landing leading into his bedroom. You remembered what he’d said about changing and designing his bedroom himself, so you were very curious as to what it looked like inside. Yet still, the sight of it stunned you to brief silence. 

His was the largest bedroom in the house, the master bedroom if you were being fancy, but in your opinion it was more like a mini home in itself. All it needed was a kitchen and you would be good to go. It smelt just like him – of his cologne and the recognisable vanilla scent his house seemed to waft of every time you visited. The walls were warm grey, décor similar with dashes of cream and gold. The bed matched the whole vibe of the room – insanely large, and you could already tell it was going to be the comfiest thing you’d ever slept on. Directly opposite, but a long way away, were a sofa and love seat sat around a TV hooked to the wall above a stunning fireplace. There were two sets of double windows, from the ceiling to the wooden floor, dark grey drapes open – not that it mattered. Seokjin’s house was out-of-the-way, no chance of being seen. All you were met with as you looked down, was a small patch of garden you hadn’t seen before, plain and simple, but very beautiful. Tranquil. 

To the left of the room a door opened into another, perhaps a quarter of the size – his closet, and you followed him inside, still pretty much lost for words. He said there was no point putting your belongings away tonight, you could do it tomorrow, but he’d saved a drawer for you and there was an empty section of hanging space you could use too. There was also a dressing table you could put to good use, because he sure didn’t, and then he whisked you away into the bathroom, which was probably the most beautiful room in the house. Everything was warm marble in colour. A separate bath and shower (both gigantic) and double sinks. 

“I got you a robe,” Seokjin pointed out, and you followed his gaze to behind the door, two fluffy white robes hooked to the wall. 

Oh, boy. You could get used to this. 

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Seokjin ordered takeout for dinner – from an Indian restaurant Namjoon kept raving about apparently. With the amount he ordered you could have sworn he was feeding a whole party, not just the two of you. You were stuffed in no time, curling up on the sofa with a glass of red wine as Seokjin loaded the dishwasher. He still hadn’t cooked an actual meal for you, and when he joined you, of course you reminded him. This week he was preparing dinner for you one night, and that was final. You needed to see what Chef Kim had in him – even if he insisted his skills were long forgotten.  

You cuddled as you watched a movie, which more often than not meant you’d start to become sleepy – just ask Soojung – but tonight was different. You were wide awake and practically thrumming with excitement. You were begging for the movie credits an hour before they were due, and when they finally popped up your heart started to beat harder in anticipation. It was nearing 11pm. Your lingerie was still burning welts into your skin… 

Seokjin kissed the top of your head, your back pressed into his chest where you’d been snuggled into him, legs across the sofa, for the duration of the night. One of his arms was crossed around your front, the other free to drink his wine as he propped his feet up on the glass topped coffee table. You could really get used to this. 

“What did you think?” He hummed, reaching forward to place his glass on a coaster. You grabbed his hand, not wanting him to leave you and he chuckled, quickly resuming position to now loop both arms around your shoulders, pressing you further into the warmth of his body. 

“I enjoyed,” you replied with a small shrug. In all honesty it would’ve been a great movie if you hadn’t been so distracted. 

You felt him lower his head, breath hot against your ear as he spoke. “I’m glad you didn’t fall asleep on me.” You giggled as he started to kiss the column of your neck, his barely there presses of his lips tickling you. Yet still you pushed into his hold, letting your head fall back. He took the opportunity to suck your earlobe between his lips, eliciting a sweet sigh from you. “I really can’t wait to spend this entire week with you.”  He whispered. 

You tried to keep your voice as uninvolved as possible – which was a lot harder when he now had your earlobe between his teeth. “Eh. I’m so-so over it.” 

“Y/N!” He scolded playfully, groaning a laugh as he lifted his head away. “Stop. Now’s not the time for joking around.” 

“I’m sorry,” you giggled, latching onto his hands. 

“Face me,” he murmured almost suddenly. “Let me kiss you properly.” 

His kisses were gentle and loving, his hands cupping your face as you leaned into him, hands placed across his hard chest. He was wearing a simple white t-shirt tucked into some black pants, he’d looked irresistible all night. He pulled away slowly, lips upturned almost drunkenly. “What’s that grin for?” 

Seokjin’s gaze flicked from your lips to your eyes repeatedly as he replied, thumbs massaging circles into your cheeks. “I’m just very happy. Is that allowed?” 

Giggling, you pressed your mouth to his, wrapping your palms around his neck to pull him in closer. He hummed loudly – indulgently, and let you lick into his mouth, his own hands slipping down to your neck and down your torso, gripping your middle. Your chest was flush to his and you welcomed the heat of his body. You were happy too. It had been a long time since you’d last felt this content, and tonight you’d realised just how lovely it was to be able to lounge with Seokjin and be in his company so casually, so naturally like this. You would become spoiled this week, but you couldn’t feel too worried right now. 

Breaking away again, it seemed like he wanted to say something, but your mouth was a greedy thing, finding its way down his neck and across his throat as he leaned his head against the back of the sofa, his breathing shallow as he let you wonder. His fingers brushed up and down your back distractedly, until he seemed to remember what he wanted to tell you. “Hey,” he whispered, breath catching in his throat when you pinched your teeth into his Adam’s apple softly. “Hey, stop for a moment. There was something I wanted to say before…” He trailed off, unsure how to finish the very obvious direction of his sentence, and as much as you wanted to nosedive straight into that pool, you pulled back to look into his eyes, waiting patiently. 

He straightened his back and you eased off him a little, finding his fond smile contagious. “I’ve enjoyed these past few weeks so much.” He began, sincerity in his tone . “I know I’m not old old by any means but dating you has made me feel like I’m young again. I mean, grinding in the middle of a bar is something I didn’t even do back in my college days.” 

“I fail to believe that,” you laughed. 

“Really,” he insisted, looking amused. “I was a nerd. A handsome one, but a nerd nonetheless.” Before you could roll your eyes he was continuing. “What I’m trying to say is that, I really like you, Y/N.” His fingers played with the ends of your hair lovingly.  “You know that already. Shit, I’m crazy about you. Just hearing your voice makes my day better. No matter how short a time we spend together, even if it’s just on the phone to say goodnight, I feel happy – I feel relaxed.” He paused to take a breath before moving to cup your face with one hand. “No matter how stressed I am you make it better by just existing.” 

“…Seokjin,” you murmured, a little lost for words at his declaration. 

He chuckled warmly, tops of his cheeks tinged somewhat rosy. “Too cheesy?”

You shook your head adamantly, reaching for his face as well. “Not at all. I’m crazy about you too.” His face lit up instantly and you couldn’t help but kiss him. “I’m so happy we met,” you confessed against his mouth. “I don’t want this summer to be over.” 

“It’s not over yet,” he laughed. “We still have time to make it even better.” You wanted that more than anything. Finding it difficult to keep away from your lips, he practically had to tear himself away. He was out of breath. “I know saying this out loud is silly given everything, but… Let’s make this official.” 

Your heart started somersaulting. You felt like you were in high school again, over the moon because Kim Rowoon had asked you to prom. Only this was better than that – much, much better. Linking your arms around Seokjin’s neck you tilted your head to the side, a grin unable to keep off your face. “Are you asking me to be your girlfriend, Mr. Kim?” 

“What do you say?” He sounded hopeful and soft. 

You hummed out loud, thinking hard. “Can I get back to you? 3 to five business days seems about right.” You immediately squealed as you finished your sentence, Seokjin’s hands finding their way around your butt to tug you forward. You gripped onto his shoulders with the surprise. 

“Too bad because I’ve already been calling you my girlfriend at the office.” 

You didn’t have a chance to reply, the hard press of his lips against yours knocking you senseless. You found yourself in his lap not long after, fingers dragging through his hair as you clung to him, mouths moving in gradual urgency until you began to feel out of breath. Your tongues seemed to grow more daring, intent, as your soft moans mingled with his quiet groans. You hadn’t quite found yourself in this position before, usually moulded to the soft leather but this time you had Seokjin pinned tight, a heat that was quickly becoming unbearable burning between your bodies, and his hands running up and down your back didn’t help. 

Each brush of his fingertips had your skin prickling with warmth, dizzying your mind, and when you felt him brush against the curve of your left breast you leaned forward into his touch, desperate for more. Seokjin grunted, encouraged by your action as he cupped the soft flesh, his thumb grazing your nipple which hardened from the touch. Your kiss turned a lot more frenzied after that, Seokjin roaming your body with confidence, his unoccupied hand cupping your butt to rock you against his crotch. 

He was hard. You’d felt it stiffening ever since you’d climbed into his lap, but now he was solid, flesh pressing (probably painfully) against his pants, and feeling emboldened you lifted your hips, hovering over him for your hand to slot in between your bodies, cupping his erection firmly. He stiffened under your grasp, his breath hitching and you took that moment to drag your tongue along his, teasing him as you slowly started to stroke him above his slacks. He felt thick and rigid between your fingers, pulsing erratically against your hold, and he broke away from your mouth, head falling back as a loud, drawn-out groan slipped from his throat. You gazed at him – eyes closed, eyebrows furrowed, mouth parted as he breathed shallowly – and took a mental picture. You wanted to remember this moment forever. He looked gorgeous, basking in pleasure and you wanted to pleasure him more. It was an urge so strong you practically dived on him, mouth slamming into his. He soon gained his bearings, kissing you just as wildly as his hands groped your body. 

“Do you – mm, do you want – mm – to take this upstairs?” He asked against your lips, fingers currently digging into the soft flesh of your ass. The veins in his neck were visible, his desperation for you obvious, and you pulled away from the kiss to nod rapidly. If he didn’t get you upstairs soon you’d surely explode. 

You let out a little squeak as you suddenly found yourself in the air, safely held up by Seokjin. You immediately wrapped your arms around his neck, clinging to him as he began to make the brisk walk to the hallway and towards the staircase. “Oh, my god,” you muttered, laughing as you realised he was about to carry you bridal style all the way up the stairs. 

“What?” He laughed back, his eyes twinkling warmly. Your heart melted at the sight and you leaned in to kiss him, uncaring that you both may fall backwards and break your necks. 

“I may have forgotten about the amount of stairs in this goddamn house,” he panted lightly once you’d made it past the first set. 

“Put me down then,” you giggled. 

“Never,” he sang out, pecking you on the mouth sweetly. 

Once in his bedroom, he placed you down, closing the door behind you before caging you against it, kissing you like he hadn’t seen you for months. You keened into his touch, whole body hot and ready for him, but in the end you couldn’t keep up with his mouth. He’d never kissed you like this, he was a man possessed, you physically felt weak at the knees and you clung to him, moaning softly when his mouth fell to your neck. 

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do this,” he confessed against the wet skin, fresh waves of arousal washing through your body. His voice was an octave lower, gruff and nothing like you’d heard before. “I can’t contain myself knowing we’re going to be alone for a whole week.” 

“What do you plan on doing to me?” You laughed weakly, but to be honest, the time for wisecracks were gone. You were hanging on by a thread, this close to begging him to tear your clothes off. 

Cupping your neck he pulled away to look you in the face. His pupils were blown out, more black than the warm brown you were used to. The tops of his cheeks were tinged red, his own arousal very evident, and when he replied he sounded as sincere as ever. “Anything you want me to.” 

Okay, if he carried on like this, he’d mess up your plan good and proper. He was rude. Very rude. And hot, and sexy, and yours. God, you really wanted him. Your body was screaming for him. You pressed a kiss to his mouth, and then another, and another, determined not to get yourself glued there no matter how much he tried to drag his tongue along the seam of your lips. “L-let me freshen up,” you managed to get out, voice shaky as you (with great difficultly) held him away at arm’s length.  

At your words, he slowly made sense of them, his eyes refocussing before he gave you a short nod and politely stepped back. “Ok.” 

Before you could be tempted by that mouth of his once more, you made a dash for his bathroom, closing the door behind you. Immediately you began to rush out of your clothes, not even bothering to fold them properly because you were in such a hurry. You’d had this planned all night, wanting him to be rendered speechless, and staring at your lingerie cladded self in the giant mirror he had hooked to the wall, you reminded yourself to take a breather. You were going to walk out there calmly, the epitome of composed as you sought out his reaction. With one last look at your reflection, you walked towards the door and opened it. 

Seokjin was sat on the edge of the bed, legs sinfully spread (but oh so casually, which just made it hotter), but he wasn’t looking your way, his eyes darting around the room a little as if he was desperately trying to find some patience. Knowing he was riled and aroused made your head even more dizzy, and stopping by the doorframe, you called out to him. 

He looked your way instantly, eyes bulging even quicker. Actually they practically popped out on storks as he took in the sight of you in the baby blue underwear. He seemed paralysed. 

“Hey,” you smiled, all of a sudden feeling a little shy as you waited for him to say something. 

It took another moment, but then he was swallowing hard, wetting his mouth as his lips parted. “Oh, shit.” 

You smiled victoriously, those simple two words satisfying you fully. 

He outstretched his hand, voice thick and raspy as he beckoned you forward. “Come here.”

You obeyed, closing the distance between you quickly and Seokjin wasted no time clasping his hands around your hips as you stood in front of him, between his legs. If felt so good to finally have his hands on your bare skin. His touch was warm, soothing, but most of all, electrifying. Goosebumps spread as he dragged his fingers up and down your sides, his eyes drowning at the sight of you. 

“Do you like it? It’s not too much?” You asked, looking down at him. You glowed under his gaze. 

He lifted his head up, arching an eyebrow. “Do I like it? Is that supposed to be a genuine question?” He sounded just as baffled as he looked and it made you giggle. His fingers started to play with the thin waistband of your panties before delicately outlining the lace flower petals on your ass. The sensation made you shiver, and a small smile grew on his face as he watched you. “You look gorgeous.” He leaned forward, beginning to place small, gentle kisses on your abdomen and your skin rippled, butterflies appearing. “You’re beautiful.” He murmured, hot puffs of air hitting you, heating you up even more. 

You curled your hand in his hair, needing something to latch on to as you watched him mouth even more kisses along your flesh. The point of his tongue dipped into your navel scandalously, and as you gasped he looked up with his eyes and smirked, tongue now swirling invisible patterns along your stomach. The sight sent you a little gooey, legs feeling weak again as your heart thrummed inside your chest. 

“However… I was looking forward to undressing you…” He teased.

You teased right back. “You still have the lingerie.” 

He couldn’t handle that, growling quietly against your stomach, his hands rounding your ass to mould the flesh in his palms firmly. He’d soon tear the panties if he kept that up. Obviously the idea of stripping you naked sent him feral – something you’d remember well for this week. You yelped when you felt him sink his teeth into your hip bone, pulling him closer to your body by his hair, desperate for more. It was when you looked behind him, did you notice the pillar candles aflame on the two nightstands that sat either side of his bed. They weren’t burning before you’d entered the bathroom. You were sure of it. 

“Seokjin, did you light candles?” You asked without realising, changing the atmosphere slightly, but you didn’t mind too much, not when the image of Seokjin rushing to burn candles for the ~ambience~ was too damn adorable. 

He lifted from your skin, looking up at you. “Um, yeah.” He sounded a little awkward before he chuckled softly. “I thought against the slow R&B music.” 

“Good choice,” you laughed, fingers rubbing small circles into the nape of his neck. That would’ve been hilarious. 

“I’m totally out of my depth here…” He admitted, nudging you backwards a little to stand in front of you. He kept his hands on your waist, ducking down to be eye level with you. “I haven’t done this in a while.” 

“Snap,” you grinned, rubbing your nose against his as you wrapped your arms around his neck to hold him close. You kissed him deeply, feeling happy and relaxed. There wasn’t a nerve in sight and despite his honest words you knew he was at ease too.  

Your hands slipped over his shoulders and down his toned chest, stopping just before the waistband of his pants to tug at his t-shirt, untucking him. “You have to get naked too.” You whined, detaching your mouths. “I’m feeling sorely underdressed.” 

He let out an airy chuckle, immediately reaching for the neck of his shirt to tug it over his head. Your hands greedily started to explore his torso, running your fingers along his faintly lined abs before trailing up his hard chest. He shivered as you brushed against his nipples, a tiny laugh slipping from his throat. 

“What?” You laughed. 

“’Tickles.” He mumbled, leaning in for another kiss. You wrapped your arms around him, loving the feeling of his bare chest against yours, but soon enough you got impatient again, hands reaching for the button of his pants. You popped it open and proceeded to unzip him, at least giving his poor erection some reprieve. It had been pressed up against your lower stomach for quite some time, still rigid but as patient as ever. 

He took over, stepping back to push them past his hips, his lips still attached to yours. “Mm–Bed.” He hummed, taking you by the hips to switch places. You pulled away and sat down, watching him kick his pants off his feet and your eyes zoned in on the curve of his erection, hidden by his Armani underwear – black with a red waistband. His thighs were perfectly toned, his skim glowing in the soft lighting. He looked good enough to eat and your heart skipped a couple of beats as he walked forward. 

You laid back against the mattress, instantly groaning at how soft it was. You practically sunk inside. “Oh, damn this is comfy.” Rolling onto your side as Seokjin climbed on the bed, you hid your smirk. “I could just go to sleep…” 

“I don’t think so,” he told you, hovering over you. His hand smacked you ass causing you to squeal, and you flipped onto your back as he took the moment to cage you under his large body. 

This time his mouth completely bypassed your lips to kiss your chest, pressing into the indents of your collarbones before slipping to the tops of your breasts. He kissed the fabric, wetting it as his tongue traced the delicate flower petals and you gripped onto his shoulders with a moan as he encased one nipple between his lips, sucking gently, soaking the lace a darker shade of blue. “You drive me crazy,” he quietly panted, his hands reaching behind your back, arched into the pleasure he was giving you. “May I?” He asked, fingers finding the clasp of your bra. You nodded hastily, moaning louder when he lifted his head to kiss your lips. His motions were firm, tight pleasure filled grunts leaving him as he freed you of your lingerie. 

Immediately he pulled away, dark eyes soaking in your bare chest like it was the most stunning thing he’d ever seen. Your back arched further when his warm palms cupped your breasts, spreading a heat down your spine that settled between your legs. “You’re beautiful,” he awed, looking into your eyes, causing a sweet moan to fall from your lips. 

He moulded the soft flesh gently, before brushing his thumbs over your hardened nipples. That had you moaning again, pleasure you hadn’t felt in a long time rocketing up your body. It felt amazing to be touched by him, and you were greedy for more. He was on the same page, his lips replacing his thumbs, his tongue flicking against the sensitive bud that had you sighing out his name, your fingers threaded in his hair. He hummed against you, squeezing your breasts and pressing his body into yours – once – his erection pressing into your thighs, before he pulled away, kissing down your sternum before licking into your navel, his hands rubbing up and down the outside of your thighs. 

His lips avoided your clothed heat, which was frustrating to say the least. You were so eager by now, unsure if you could take much more kissing before you exploded, but Seokjin was a man determined – determined on kissing every inch of your body it seemed. He made it down one thigh before moving onto the next and as he got towards your knee you couldn’t help but giggle – it was beginning to tickle, but he didn’t stop, lips pressing down your calf.  

“Seokjinn,” you whined. 

He chuckled as he made his way back up the other leg, bending you at the knee before gently getting you to spread out for him. “What?” He murmured. Although you were distracted now, realising how aroused you had become, your underwear clinging to you desperately. He was kissing the inside of your thigh now, fingers hooked under the waistband of your panties and he was so close to where you wanted him you were trembling. He nosed his way to the apex of your thigh, groaning as he smelt you and then he was hastily tugging the lace down your legs, the last of your covering. Now you were totally naked in front of him, and he looked like he wanted to eat you up. 

“What do you want me to do?” He asked, voice gruff. He sounded so sexy. His eyes were glued to your centre yet he didn’t touch. When you didn’t reply, they flickered to your face. “Y/N. Hm?” 

You mind was a blur, you couldn’t think what to say, mainly because you wanted him to do anything and everything to you. You startled when he nosed the inside of your thigh, his hands sliding down your hips to grip the flesh underneath. “Taste you? Is that what you want?” He whispered, sending your insides somersaulting. He looked up as you nodded, and grinned. “You have to say it out loud, honey.” 

The bastard. He was teasing you. Trying to get under your skin. Your forced yourself to speak. “Taste me.” He hummed in response, pressing his mouth to your hip bone. You raised your tone, more determined. “Seokjin. Taste me.” 

He dived in. Placing gentle kisses up your slit, his lips ever so slightly brushing your clitoris. You moaned quietly, letting your eyes close as you laid back against the softest pillows you had ever felt. Your fists clutched the sheets, hips raising up when you felt the first wash of his tongue. Your breath caught, warmth turning you gooey. “Taste so good,” he mumbled into you – so quietly you wondered if you’d imagined it. 

You enjoyed the sensation for a few moments, quietly moaning intermittently before you felt the urge to take a peek. Opening your eyes and looking down your body, you saw Seokjin watching you, his eyes hungry. You quickly looked away, the back of your hand coming up to cover your mouth as a groan left you, your legs falling wider apart. The scene had been erotic but in all honesty you were feeling a little shy. It had been a long time since you’d had sex, so the idea of someone watching you so intimately made you feel funny. 

Seokjin was there to reassure you though. “Don’t look away, Y/N,” he murmured, pulling back to get your attention. “I want to see your face.” You looked again, watching him kneel low as he ran a hand up your thigh. His lips shone with your arousal. He looked beautiful. 

You moaned lowly when you felt him rub a finger at your entrance, and he watched you intently as he pushed inside, feeling you squeeze around the intrusion. He slowly began to curve the digit, pressing against your inner walls. Committed to pleasuring you, he watched your every reaction and this time you didn’t look away. 

“Does it feel good?” He asked, in awe as you writhed around on the bed, chasing the feeling. 

You moaned as you replied yes, only to jerk upwards when his thumb began to rub tiny circles against your clit. “Seokjin!” 

He liked that. Hearing you cry his name. He wanted to hear it more, dropping low to replace his thumb with his lips. He sucked the sensitive bud of nerves between them, flicking the tip of his tongue against it rapidly, earning him another cry, and he moaned gruffly against you, the vibrations shooting up your body. His free hand moved to your lower stomach, palm hot against your skin as he applied gentle pressure, holding you down. 

Oh god, you were a mass of pleasure, mind addled, unable to think straight. Not when he was making you feel so good. He slipped a second finger inside of you, his eyes flicking up to yours and you made it your life’s mission not to look away, chest heaving up and down as you squeezed around his digits. Your orgasm was building, pressure below getting harder to control – harder to ignore. Seokjin guessed it, breaking eye contact to bury his face further into your heat. The image was almost crude, so were the noises, but the most beautiful kind of crude. A crude that had you desperate for more. You jerked into him, rolling into each snap of his wrist, the pads of his fingers grazing your g-spot. 

“Want to make you cum,” he rasped, before sucking your clit back into his mouth and sucking determinedly. You groaned, head flinging back into the pillow, eyes clenched closed, a hand coming out to grip the roots of your hair as you rolled your hips into his face, giving into the pleasure well and truly. This orgasm was going to blow your brains out – and it did. 

In the end you had you to clamp your legs around Seokjin’s head in a bid to get him to stop, pleasure still rolling through your body as you panted like crazy. He eased from your clit, tongue dragging down your folds instead, meeting his fingers that were almost locked inside of your pulsing walls. With a grunt, he removed himself, kissing your mound one last time before he stopped. With his hands on your thighs as he kneeled between them, he watched you adoringly. 

“Oh, my god,” you panted weakly. Unsure what else you could say to describe what you’d just experienced. Why had he not been doing that from the get-go? From as soon as he’d reversed into your car?! 

That was all he needed anyway, your simple vocalisation, because no sooner had the words exited your mouth, he dived on you, kissing your mouth, your cheeks, your eyes, your forehead – whatever he could reach. “You’re amazing,” he gushed, his lips and chin still glistening with your wetness. You could taste yourself on him. It was glorious. His hands roamed your body like it was all new to him. As if he hadn’t been it for the last forty minutes or so. “Fuck. I can’t stop touching you.”

Your stomach flipped around, the sound of him cursing sending you dizzy. You licked into his mouth, kissing him messily, your hands raking up and down his back, before they settled on his ass. You gave the meat a squeeze and he grunted, pushing his crotch into yours. He was painfully hard – and desperate. (You hadn’t missed the way he’d been rutting into the mattress while going down on you…)

“Seokjin,” you breathed, moving your head to the side to get your words out. His tongue carried on going, swirling across your cheek. You liked getting messy with him. You tugged at his underwear. “Get naked. Need you.” 

“You don’t need a minute?” He asked, tongue now in your ear. He gyrated his hips into yours, grunting as he did so. 

You shook your head. “Like hell I do.” 

He laughed at that – breathlessly, but it was something. He moved, rushing out of the last bit of clothing he had on, and your eyes drunk up the sight. The missing piece. His dick was long and thick – smooth and warm once you got your hands on him. Hovering over you, you ran your fist up and down him steadily, just enjoying getting to touch him. He dropped to your side, pecking your lips before he pulled back.  “I need to be inside you.” 

You continued to touch him, running your fingers along the rigid flesh as he stretched behind him to pull a box from the nightstand drawer. 

It caught your attention right away. You raised both eyebrows as you let go of his length. “A hundred condoms?” 

He chuckled, sounding a little sheepish. “Too enthusiastic?”

“Do you want to kill me?” Death by (Dilf) dick wasn’t how you’d expected to go, if you were being honest. 

“Not particularly,” he shrugged, pulling one of the packet. (Discarding the box to the floor.) He turned back to you with an impish grin. “That’s why I bought the bumper pack of condoms.”

You rolled your eyes, pushing at his chest, but he grabbed your hand and kissed you, distracting you successfully. “No, if I’m being truthful,” he continued, letting you steal another kiss. “They were better value for money. I’m partial to a bargain.” 

“You’re unbelievable,” you scoffed. 

“You should’ve seen me purchasing them, I have never been more embarrassed in my life.” 

“Seokjin, you’re a near 40 year old man,” you judged openly, however on second thoughts – “But yeah, I’d be embarrassed buying a 100 condoms too.” 

Seokjin shuddered, looking mortified. “Just the thought of the cashier knowing I was going to get lucky…” 

You arched an eyebrow. “Get lucky?”

He looked comically caught out, eyes wide for a second before he shook his head. “Less talking now…” And then he was kissing you again…

Between rushed mouths and eager hands, he managed to tear the condom packet, pulling out the latex to slip it over his erection. Kneeling over you, you could see perfectly when he attempted to roll it the wrong way up.  “Oh, shit. Ignore that,” he muttered, fixing it immediately. 

You stifled a laugh. “Ignored.” 

He gave himself a tug, making sure everything was secure and your mouth practically watered. “Just warning you now, this may be a three pumps and Bam! kinda thing,” he informed you as he laid over you, pressing a kiss to your lips. “I am so turned on.”

You giggled, wrapping your arms around his middle. “I don’t mind. Just want you.” 

“I want you more.” He rubbed his nose against yours. 

Hitting his ass, you shot him a look. “It’s not a competition.” 

“Isn’t it?” He asked, pretending to be confused. 

“Quit stalling,” you whined. “Let’s have sex.” 

“Let’s,” he agreed with a warm smile. You turned gooey instantly. 

Pressing his knees to the mattress, he hovered over you, wrapping his hand around his dick to direct it between your legs. He rubbed the length up and down your slit, flesh heavy and hot, coating himself in your arousal. The sensation was good for you, but for him it seemed to blow his mind, eyes practically rolling back into his skull as he grunted. He stopped at your entrance, looking up at you as he slowly pushed the head inside. 

You shifted under him, trying to stay patient. You wanted nothing more than to be stuffed full of him, but realistically you needed to take things slow. You held onto his shoulders, silently telling him to continue. He let out a strained groan as he slipped in deeper, your walls snug and hot around him, begging him for more. Inch by glorious inch, you kept on taking him, until you were filled up just right. 

“Shit,” you uttered, looking up at the ceiling as you adjusted to the sensation. 

“Was that a curse?” He asked, voice tight but greatly amused as he nosed your throat. 

“Hardly.” Your voice was barely there, desperate for him to move. 

“I’d still class it as swearing.” He was holding his breath, yet still felt the need to be a smarty-pants. You moved your hips practically a centimetre and he grunted. He didn’t want you to win though. “I want more. Maybe not tonight, but I will turn your mouth filthy by the end of the week…”

A moan tore from your throat uncontrollably, and you couldn’t look at his face because you knew you’d be met with a gloating smirk. You steeled yourself, nose in the air. “Game on.” 

Seokjin laughed obnoxiously, but couldn’t wait any longer, slowly dragging out of you and then pushing back in. His breath hitched – so did yours, and he carried on, propping himself up with one hand as he gained a steady rhythm. 

“You feel so fucking good,” he moaned, watching your face. 

“You too.” You clung to him, feeling your face heat up and ended up dropping your gaze. 

“Honey, don’t be shy,” he whined, reaching to cup your face, in the process pressing more of his body weight into you. You clutched him tighter, wanting him as close as ever. “I like watching you. Knowing I’m making you feel good.” His mouth on yours now, you sunk into the kiss, moaning softly as his thrusts got quicker. You met each one, rolling into him. 

It wasn’t long before he was on your throat, kissing and nipping the skin, his hands exploring the rest of your body. Your ran your fingers through his hair, sighing sweety when his mouth wrapped around one of your nipples, slipping the hard flesh into his mouth to suck. 

Face pressed against your chest, his movements became a little erratic, breathing heavy until he was panting. You moaned along, loving how he was making you feel. “You are honestly the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.” He awed, voice raspy. 

You let out a weak chuckle, running your fingers through the ends of his hair. “Of course you would say that with a face full of my boobs.” 

He laughed too, kissing his way back up your chest, his hands pressing into the pillow as he leaned in for your mouth. You stared at one another for a little while, your moans mingling together, and it was the most intimate moment you’d ever shared with anyone. 

“Good?” He asked. You were unsure if he was asking how you were or if you were enjoying yourself, but regardless, the answer was the same. 

“Really good,” you smiled, running your hand down his chest. 

His thrust were getting messier, less controlled, less strategic, so it was no surprise when he had a confession to tell you, kissing you once again. “I’m-I’m… close.” 

He’d exceeded the predicted three pumps at least… “Hey, you can go a little harder,” you whispered against his mouth. 

He grunted, slacking at your words but quickly got a hold of himself. Each snap of his hips got firmer and harsher, fucking – because there was no other way to describe it – you into the expensive bed. Your cries of pleasure came out stunted and unsteady, his own grunts louder now, gruffer as he chased his end. 

“Seokjin –!” Your hands fell to his ass, holding him tight as he pounded into you. “Don’t stop,” you encouraged, which seemed to tip him over the edge – quickly. 

“Fuck. Coming…”” His face fell into the crook of your neck, panting as he tried to keep moving, and then he froze, his body hot, partly sweaty, a long drawn-out groan sounding against your ear as he came. 

You wrapped your arms around him, keeping him to you because in all honesty, you didn’t want to let him go. You could feel his heart beating against your chest rapidly, even after he’d partially caught his breath, and you knew yours was beating just as fast. You kissed his shoulder when he kissed yours, and slowly he lifted his head, turning to give you a drunken smile. He sighed contently. “That honestly beats any orgasm I’ve ever given myself lately.” 

“I should hope so!” You burst out laughing, not quite expecting those to be his first words and he immediately joined you before hugging you tight. 

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You awoke naturally, light from outside peeking through the loosely closed drapes. Seokjin had his arm around you, his body curved into yours, and you could tell by his breathing he was still very much sound asleep. Proving your point, he grunted softly, rolling onto his back, his grip on you loosening. Carefully, you turned around to face him, taking in the sight of his sleeping form. His lips seemed to be pouted, eyebrows furrowed slightly – of course he had an adorable sleeping face. Of fricking course. 

The bed sheets were pushed down, draped across his pelvis, one hip sticking out, while his broad chest and toned stomach laid bare. You found yourself smiling, insanely happy, wondering if you’d been a saint in a past lifetime – you had to have been. How else had you hit the jackpot? A kind-hearted, beautiful man with a banging body? You’d struck big. 

Wanting to leave him sleep longer, you got up quietly, needing to pee, not worrying that you were butt naked, and as you left the bathroom, you moved to the closet (room) to fish for your phone in your purse. You’d left it there all evening yesterday, not wanting to be interrupted, and low and behold you had a bunch of notifications waiting for you on the screen. You got back into bed, getting comfy before you scrolled through them. Most were unimportant, news updates and social media notifications. You had a text from your mom reminding you to call your grandmother soon, one reminder regarding your phone bill going out tomorrow and then, from half an hour ago, a text message from your best friend. Why the hell was she up so early on a Sunday?! 

Soojung (8:32am) Spill the details girl! How was Mr. Dilf 🥵👨🏻🍆💦 

You snorted, pretty loudly, couldn’t help it, and when you realised you shoved a hand over your mouth, hoping you hadn’t woken your boyfriend (yes, it felt so good to finally use that word) up. You glanced over, but his eyes were still shut, a peaceful look on his face, so with a relieved inner sigh, you went back to your phone, wondering how you should reply. You had quite a lot to say, messaging her “the details” wouldn’t work. Maybe you could give her a summary? Until tomorrow when you could call her while Seokjin was at work. Maybe you could meet her for lunch. And who knew, you’d probably have more to tell her come then –

“Good morning, beautiful.” 

You jumped when you heard Seokjin’s voice, his arm wrapping around you once more as he snuggled closer, encasing you in his body warmth. 

“Seokjin,” you greeted, instantly shoving your phone onto the nightstand, face down. “Good morning.” 

“Mmm.” He rubbed his face into the crook of your neck, burrowing his arm under the covers to touch your skin, hand cupping your waist. He was still sleepy, voice groggy. You settled into his hold, closing your eyes. With a kiss to the top of your shoulder, he spoke again.  “What were you snorting at?”

Your eyes immediately flew open. He’d heard that? “Nothing,” you tried to reply casually. 

He laughed, the throaty sound shooting up your body, leaving warmth in its wake. “Come on, something made you laugh.” He lifted his head, looking at you pointedly, plump lips pressed together, mouth curving up slightly. “You have to share, it’ll be rude not to.” 

It took you a second to give in. “Fine.” It was probably time to let him know anyway. Soojung might try to kill you, but she couldn’t get you if you were gated in at Seokjin’s home…  You reached for your phone and flashed the screen on, holding it out to him. “Soojung’s an idiot,” you sighed. 

He delicately held the back of your hand, steadying the device so he could read the messages. A second later he was deeply amused, lips quirking before he let out a little laugh. “Has that been my nickname the entire time?” 

“Maybe…” Amongst other things… They could wait till later though. 

He hummed, trying to keep his expression casual, but you could tell by his eyes how amused (and smug) he was. “The emojis add a nice touch.” 

You rolled your eyes, about to tell him to shut up, but immediately his lips were pressed against yours. He kissed you sweetly – which was all just an act. When he pulled away, he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, tone arrogant. “So… how was Mr. Dilf?”

“Seokjin!” You exclaimed. This couldn’t be happening. He was just as bad as Soo and Taehyung. 

Laughing loudly, he kissed you again, caging you under him smoothly. Your hands reached for his biceps, feeling them flex underneath you. “Was it good enough for a round two? Don’t expect me to keep my hands off you,” he told you, his fingers tickling your stomach as his face fell to your neck, kissing and biting the skin. 

You began to laugh, squirming under him, but no matter how much you tried to free yourself it was impossible. “Stop,” you whined. “Seokjin, you’re tickling me!” He eased off with the tickling but his mouth only seemed to ramp up, his tongue licking up your throat. “You’re so sexy,” he groaned, meeting your gaze, and instantly laughed. “I love embarrassing you.” 

You grumbled, realising you’d started to blush. “I’m not embarrassed,” you insisted. “I’m turned on.” Two could play at that game. Seokjin’s eyes widened comically, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed. 

“Yeah?” He murmured, getting a hold of himself, mouth ghosting over yours. You nodded, dragging your hands down his back to settle on his ass. You could feel his dick rousing between your thighs. It was so easy to get him. He was like putty in your hands. 

“You’re okay though, mm?” He asked, tone softening as he stared into your eyes. “Did you enjoy last night?”

“I thought that was obvious,” you informed him, but his tenderness didn’t go ignored. God, you were really lucky. “I feel so happy,” you grinned, moving to clasp your arms around his neck. He grinned too, teeth on show, and then you couldn’t hold off any longer, kissing him eagerly.  

“Fuck,” he breathed, after you’d just licked a strip up his jaw line. His hands clung to hips. “I want you in so many ways.” 

You gave him a dangerous smirk. “We have all week, I’m sure you’ll be successful.” 

Groaning, he seemed beside himself, skin hot and sweaty, his hair dishevelled, falling into his eyes, cheeks patched red. Finally, he settled on a decision. “Would you like to shower with me?”

“Okay,” you replied instantly, your excitement already tenfold, and suddenly you were in his arms, rising off the bed to be carried (naked) bridle style to the bathroom. “Seokjin!” You squealed, clinging onto him tightly, but all he did was laugh. You could get used to this. 

His walk-in shower was grand, practically a separate wet room – two glass doors leading inside and a marbled tiled bench to the left with two panelled windows behind it. There were two showerheads – one large one attached to the ceiling and the other jutting out from the wall. Seokjin chose the centre one, knocking it on and enclosing you both in hot water. Warmth radiated from beneath your feet too – heated flooring, of course. 

You spent the next ten minutes wrapped together kissing, hands exploring one another’s soapy bodies. It wasn’t long before there was a very obvious erection bobbing against your stomach. “Someone says hello again,” Seokjin hummed against your mouth, nipping your bottom lip before he broke away and chuckled. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but you’ve been the cause of many an awkward boner.” 

You laughed, hooking one arm around his neck. “I noticed.” Your other hand wrapped around his dick, the wetness of his skin making it easy to glide your fist along the veiny shaft. You gazed up at him, admiring the way he’d pushed his wet hair above his forehead. He looked incredibly handsome – so handsome, you were finding it hard to control yourself. “Was this one of your ways?” You murmured. 

“Maybe,” he said with a smile, huffing out a little when your thumb grazed the sensitive slit across the head of his member. 

“I have a better idea…” You whispered, pushing a little at his chest. “Sit.” 

He obeyed, sitting on the bench while watching you wordlessly (but curiously), his eyes flashing when you moved to kneel in front of him. “Fuck,” he muttered, dick twitching in anticipation. You took him in your fist again, feeling oddly confident as you flicked out your tongue. It had been a long time since you’d sucked dick but you were more than ready. 

You washed your tongue across the head, hearing him grunt above you, and encouraged, you took him in your mouth, sucking firmly around the tip. His hands instantly reached for your head, fingers carding through your hair. He groaned lowly, thighs tense, but when you started to jerk your fist along his shaft, he relaxed into the pleasure, murmuring your name. 

“Okay, this idea seems better than mine,” he admitted, voice tight. 

You hummed in agreement, vibrations travelling up his length which made him groan, fingers in your hair tightening. Taking him deeper, you washed and swirled your tongue as best you could around the thick flesh. Seokjin’s length was impressive, but you had all week to grow accustomed to it, for now, you had your hand, continuing to stimulate him with both that and your mouth. The water from the shower hit your back and calves, the heat beneath you making sure you didn’t grow cold. 

“Should we go back to the bedroom?” Seokjin asked, sounding concerned, despite how good you were making him feel. A hand ran down your back soothingly. “Your knees will start aching.” 

Pulling off him, a string of saliva that attached you breaking apart, you shook your head and ran your palm all the way up his length, twisting against the tip. He bucked into your hold. “It’ll be worth it.” 

Seokjin let out a low growl, eyes dark. “Don’t say things like that.” 

You smirked, spreading your saliva up and down him slowly before speeding up, concentrating on the head. Seokjin’s mouth was open, his breathing shallow, chest littered with red blotches, making it painfully obvious how aroused he was. You wanted to run your hands all over the muscular torso, mouth too – but that could wait. First of all, you wanted to make him cum. 

“You have a pretty big dick. Has anyone ever told you that?” You purred, eyes flicking down to his crotch. 

Seokjin grinned confidently, the hand in his hair reaching to cup your cheek. “You seemed to handle it very well last night.” 

Oh. Heat exploded through your body, settling between your legs, and you took him back in your mouth, a hiss leaving his throat. He tapped your chin, gaining your attention. “Y/N, look at me,” he commanded softly. 

And you did. You watched every bit of pleasure that flitted across his face as you continued to suck his dick, never breaking eye contact, even when he did; eyelids closed, face scrunched up as he came down your throat a few minutes later…

Written 2020 - 2021. Please refrain from posting my work elsewhere. No translations allowed. © floralseokjin 2021

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Always You | JJK (Two)

Summary: you and Jungkook have been best friends since freshmen year of college, there’s a lot of unsaid feelings and tension but neither make a move. what happens when his friend Taehyung (also your crush) needs a fake girlfriend?

Pairing: Jungkook x Female reader, slight Taehyung x Reader

Genre: friends to lovers, idiots to lovers, roommate au, college au, SMUT (starting ch2), fluff, angst (in later chapters) slight crack, lots of drama

Word Count: 9.3k

Warnings: Swearing, alcohol consumption, oc is a bad friend:(, sexual tension (?), body image issues, oc is feeling a lil insecure, mentions of sex, sounds of sex, crying, male masturbation, fantasy includes: spanking and vaginal intercourse.

Notes: thanks for the love for the first part…heres part 2! I hope everyone enjoys:) get ready for drama to come hahaha. If you wanted to be added to the taglist just send me an ask or whatevs, and feel free to send one if you want to discuss the story!

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Gentleman: “A civilized, educated, sensitive, or well-mannered man.” Is how the dictionary defines the word but if you were to look up the term in your own dictionary it would just be a picture of Taehyung’s handsome as hell face.

Opening the car door, pulling your chair out, holding your hand, softly gripping your waist, making you feel like the only one in the room—Taehyung is doing everything right. Your mind should be overwhelmed with the thought of Taehyung. He should be filling your every sense, he should be the only thing you can understand. He should be. But every time his perfect lips land on the skin of your cheek, your mind somehow finds Jungkook. That son of a bitch.

There’s a string of warm lights dangling on the restaurants brick walls, and it’s almost picture perfect but one of the bulbs is out and it’s making the scene less ideal. Your eyes keep going back to the one bulb that refuses to shine. You just want everything to be perfect.

“I know I already told you…” Taehyung is sitting across from you, his gentle smile making your heart flutter, “But you look so pretty tonight.”

You know you should be gazing into his chocolate eyes but you can’t keep your eyes from shifting towards that stupid ass bulb. All the other bulbs are lit up just fucking fine but this bulb wants to be difficult. It just hasto go against everyone else. Your eyes narrow at the string of lights and you scoff. This stupid bulb reminds you of someone.

Taehyung brought you to a decently fancy restaurant, the food is alright but he says the main attraction is the monster baked cookie with ice cream melting over the top. He is excited like a child at the mention of his favorite dessert, you can’t help but smile fondly towards him.

“So…” Taehyung slides the dessert closer to you, “I never asked but how did Jungkook take the whole not really talking in public thing?”

Your eyes shoot up to the stupid bulb and you blink at it a few times. “I…” Your gaze drifts back to him. “I didn’t tell him.”

Taehyung drops his napkin at the news, his eyes slightly widening as he processes your words.

“We just aren’t talking right now.”

You wince as the words leave your mouth, but it’s true. You are a coward who is just ignoring her best friend because you don’t have the balls to face him. You don’t have the balls to forgive him and you definitely don’t have the balls to inform him that he’s out of the picture for a month. Because you don’t have the balls to admit to yourself you chose a boy over your friend. Basically you’re just a bitch with no balls!

“Yeah, he isn’t really talking to me either.” Taehyung chuckles bitterly, “He’s really against this…I mean, I knew he was protective over you but—”

“Protective my ass.” You lean back in your chair, “He’s just being stupid.”

Taehyung looks at you and frowns. It makes you want to kiss his pouting lips.

“But thank you.”

Taehyung’s quizzical expression makes you snort,

“For the compliment. Thank you. You look really handsome as well.” You smile, your hand sliding across the table to hold his. You gently squeeze and pull back, letting go. Taehyung smiles at you but something strange settles in his eyes. He’s struck with an awkward expression as he forces another smile, his lips pulled together tightly.

“Thanks y/n” He opens his mouth then closes then opens, “For doing this. Seriously, thank you.”

“Well, you’re kind of supplying me with free coffee.” You laugh into your hand.

“Regardless,” Taehyung leans back in his chair, “You’re a good friend.”

Right. Friend... But you feel optimistic you will flee this place! The god forsaken friend zone! You smile at Taehyung, grabbing your fork and cutting into the cookie with it. You stare into Taehyung’s dark eyes as you bring the fork to your lips—okay yes, you are most definitely trying to make this sexy—you open your mouth wide and wrap you lips around the piece of cookie, you never break contact with Taehyung. You chew slowly and roll your eyes to the back of your head, like the dramatic ass bitch you are. You open an eye to see his reaction, you see him gulp and a small smile begins forming on his lips.

“mmm” you moan again.

“RIGHT?!”

~~~

“We got some pretty insta worthy photos!” Taehyung chuckles into your hair as he pulls back from the hug. “I would say tonight was a success!”

Right. A success. Because this is all for show. To get this Anna girl off his back. Not because he likes you or anything. You can’t help but feel disappointed in his words.

“That’s good Tae.” Your hands linger on his back, not wanting to let go completely. “I’ll see you tomorrow right?”

“And the next day and the next day,” he teases, “And don’t forget this weekend is the pool party at my friend Jin’s house.” Then Taehyung nibbles on his lips, “Jungkook is going…so you should probably talk to him.”

You probably should of figured Jungkook is going to go…but that doesn’t stop you from feeling shocked. You should tell him he needs to lay low in public for a month but you guys aren’t talking already so do you really have to have that discussion with him?

“We’ll see.”

Taehyung steps forward and grabs your hand, “y/n…I know I said no Jungkook but I really just meant that you two aren’t all over each other in public…you don’t have to ignore him at home too…I’m sure he isn’t feeling great about it. And honestly, it makes me feel guilty too.” He admits softly, his hand feels sweaty in yours.

“He’s an asshole.” You let go of his hand, you feel your chest tighten and you hate yourself.

“Why?”

“It doesn’t matter. I should get inside now.”

“Okay…” Taehyung leans in for another quick hug and places a kiss on your forehead. You wish you could enjoy it but on the other side of this forehead are thoughts of Jungkook. Once again, that son of a bitch.

~~~

The next few days pass quickly, you and Taehyung have gone on two more dates.

The second date felt like a movie—it was classic and dreamy. Taehyung picked you up and drove you over to the next town that was having a carnival. You walked around holding hands, eating cotton candy and laughing at his jokes. The night ended with the ferris wheel, where you two got some insta worthy pictures—one shot including his lips on yours.

It felt so surreal. He posted it on Instagram that night with the caption ‘Her’ with purple hearts and within a couple hours there were at least 50 comments congratulating the two of you.

Third date you two went to a drive in theater. You fed each other popcorn, talked over the radio’s audio and took snaps to prove your date to the world.

This week has been nothing short of amazing. Taehyung is absolutely perfect. You feel like the only girl in the world with him. Like you don’t have to compete with anyone. Unfortunately, the week may have felt amazing on the outside, on the inside it’s been…weird.

The weird part of this week is the lack of Jungkook. Your usual cereal at noon on Tuesdays didn’t happen, your usual weekly episode of My Hero didn’t happen, your usual chit chat and banter didn’t occur. Just silence and awkward passes.

It’s all your doing though…Jungkook has tried. He still sat at the breakfast table munching on Apple Jacks while you passed him by, walking out your front door to meet Taehyung. He saved this week’s episode to your list so you could watch it. He has sent you multiple texts saying he’s sorry and he misses you but you ignored them. You have purposely started putting a distance between the two of you and it makes you uncomfortable.

You remind yourself that, besides doing this because Taehyung requested it, it is also for the best.

~~~

You sit at the edge of your bed staring at the bouquet of flowers Taehyung had sent you this morning. You eye the flowers, taking in their gorgeous appearance. They’re open and full and colorful. But why do you look at them and feel disappointed?

They seem to be begging for water, so you stand to your feet and grab the bouquet. You head for the kitchen to find your mothers crystal vase so you can place the beautiful flowers in it.

Jungkook is sitting at the breakfast table, slurping on some noodles and playing on his phone. You completely ignore him as you walk into the kitchen.

You stand on your tip toes to try to reach the vase in the cupboard but it’s too high for you. God damn it, you think. There’s no way in hell you’re asking Jungkook for help, no way in hell!

*about 10 pathetic seconds later*

“Jungkook, will you help me?”

You don’t even turn around to face him, you just raise your voice so hears you. Yeah, you’re a coward. You hear the screech of the chair against the tiled floor and you shiver. Jungkook doesn’t say anything as he walks up behind you, his chest coming flush against your back and you swear if he tried to pay attention he could probably feel your heartbeat through the contact. You stay frozen as he reaches his arms above you and grabs the vase. He must of just done laundry because his detergent fills your nostrils, its clean and refreshing. He sets the vase down on the counter and he continues to stand closely behind you, his scent now overwhelming your senses.

“These flowers are pretty.” He leans down to say in your ear. His hand coming down to hold on to your waist. “But you only like tulips.”

You can’t help but roll your eyes, “These are fine too.”

“Yeah, they are.” He admits. “But they’re not what you want.” He squeezes your waist, then he’s backing away from your body and a chill is left behind as he gets further away. It’s like the further he walks away from you the colder you become. As if Jungkook is the source of your warmth.

~~~

It’s Saturday afternoon and you are finally done getting ready. Taehyung is taking you out to a pool party today, hosted by one of his close friends—Jim? No, Jin. You know you’ve heard Jungkook talk about him before but haven’t gotten the chance to meet him since he’s a bit older and already graduated.

You look in the mirror as you tug your oversized shirt over your shorts. Underneath is a plain black bikini but unfortunately today is not a good day—you’re bloated as hell and it shows. At least you think it does. You continue to rate yourself in the mirror when Jungkook walks past your room.

“Didn’t know you were so self obsessed.” He pops in to say.

You turn to face him and as soon as he sees your frustrated expression he knows you’re on the verge of waterworks.

“Woah woah, whats wrong?” Jungkook is quick to rush to your side. You’ve been ignoring him for a week yet he still rushes to you when you need him. You’re a god damn bitch.

“I feel fat but I have a pool party to attend to and—”

“You’re going to that too…?” Jungkook eyes the ground under his feet. He sounds disappointed.

You try to steady your breathing but you feel a breakdown coming and Jungkook can sense it too.

“You’re not fat.” He states plainly.

“You wouldn’t know with these clothes I’m wearing.” You try to reason.

“Then take them off and show me.” He’s obviously aware of the bathing suit underneath but still, his words do something strange to you.

“No, I’m ugly.” Is all you respond with.

“y/n I don’t have time for this, either show me or like, don’t go.”

“Fine!”

You begin unbuttoning your shorts, painfully slow. He watches as you fumble with the zipper as you slide it down. You drag the shorts down your legs one by one and then you reach for the hem of your shirt pulling it over your head. This leaves you half naked and feeling incredibly vulnerable.

Jungkook eyes you up and down quite shamelessly. His tongue darts out to lick his lip and he muffles a groan,

“You look fine.” He says so nonchalantly it makes you want to pull his hair out.

“Just fine?”

“You look good y/n” he says, his eyes sliding to the left. You don’t feel quite satisfied with his answer so you step towards him, getting so close he is forced to step back until his back is against the wall.

“How good?” you say, your voice dipping lower than usual, “So good you would—"

Bbbrrrr bbbrrrr bbrrrrr bbrrrr

Your phone.

“Hello? ….Hey Tae. No need, I’ll just meet you at your car. Okay, bye.” You click the phone off and throw it on your bed. You gather your clothes and put them back on as Jungkook stands there awkwardly. Once you have your things you turn to face Jungkook.

“Well Tae is here…” you motion towards the door. “Look, if you’re going to be at the party can you try to…respect my fake relationship? We wanna make it as real as poss—”

“I get it.” Jungkook snaps before walking out your bedroom. Fantastic.

~~~

“And this is y/n.” Taehyung pushes you forward by the shoulders as you stumble in front of all these new faces.

“Hi everyone.” You squeak out.

Everyone gives you a warm welcome, many handshakes and hugs later you feel well acquainted. You notice a familiar face. He’s laughing with Jin over some beers and you smile in their direction. Namjoon, a friend you met freshmen year. He notices you look in his direction and he waves you over. So you walk towards him and Jin, Namjoon handing you a drink as you get closer.

“Long time no see y/n!” his dimples light up the entire backyard. He glances between you and Taehyung, who is chatting with some others.

“You and our Taehyungie, huh?” He grins at you, “honestly, I thought you would end up with Jungkook.” You can’t help but blush at that. A real deep blush. Namjoon chuckles but his eyes hold pity.

“no no not Jungkook.” You laugh awkwardly.

“Well, Jungkook has always spoken really highly of you so I am sure Taehyung is a lucky guy.” Jin chimes in.

For some reason you feel sick at that. Jungkook speaks highly of you? Yet here you are ignoring him for another guy. You are avoiding your own best friend because of a boy. Fuck, you are the worst.

“thanks guys…well, I’m gonna go see Tae.”

You walk over to Taehyung, and when he spots you he absolutely lights up. His boxy grin taking over his entire face.

“There’s my girl,” he pulls you in for a hug and places a kiss to your head. You want to melt, you want to feel the lava of love drown you but instead you feel anxious as you notice Jungkook from across the yard. He’s got a beer to his lips and his eyes on you.

“Thanks for doing this y/n.” Taehyung also catches the pair of eyes watching the two of you. He meets Jungkook’s hard gaze and automatically Taehyung is filled with anxiety as well. Jungkook just shakes his head towards his friend and takes a generous sip of his drink.

“Everything okay?” you ask, squeezing his hand in yours.

“Everything is fine.” He says with a tight lip smile. “Just glad you’re here.” He says honestly.

A few hours pass, and the whole gang is crowded in the pool. Mostly everyone is drunk, but you are pretty sober. Not wanting a repeat of last weekend. Yikes, amirite ladies? Taehyung has his hands all over you, which you don’t really mind. The thought of him touching you was once something that might make you faint but you’ve grown comfortable. Your eyes scan the pool when you notice Jungkook is nowhere to be found. Did he go home already? Maybe he was feeling so down because you’ve been ignoring him…god, you hate yourself. You just need to talk to him. You’re a shitty friend, for sure.

“I’m gonna be right back,” you whisper to Taehyung. He only nods his head and continues chatting with his friends.

Jin’s house is beyond nice, and also huge. You are trying to find the bathroom but feel like you are opening every door but the one you’re looking for. There’s only one door left at the end of the main hall and you bet your entire ass it’s the bathroom. You reach for the door knob when you hear something muffled on the other side. Oh, it’s taken.

“Thanks for this.” It’s a woman’s voice.

“No problem.” Its Jungkook. You feel your stomach drop. What makes you feel worse is how detached Jungkook sounds. He sounds far away and broken. The doorknob begins to rattle and you try to make a run for it in time but are too late. The door is swinging open and one of Jin’s friends is walking out and in the background you see Jungkook zipping up his pants. His eyes meet yours and you want to run the fuck away.

“y/n?” Jungkook’s eyes expand twice their size as he spots you.

“I was…I was just looking for the bathroom.”

Jungkook’s face hardens, “Well, you found it.” He makes his way to pass you but you grab on to his arm to stop him.

“Wait,” you breathe in and out, trying to give yourself time to think of what you want to say.

“What is it?” his voice is somehow softer than he probably intended.

“I want to talk to you…explain to you why I’ve been ignoring you.”

“Yeah, you’re still pissed at me, I fucking get it.” He spits out bitterly.

“It’s…it’s more than that.”

“More than that? Did I do something more? What did I do? y/n just tell me…” He rocks back and forth on his heels, his eyes glued to the ground.

“You’re going to be so mad at me, maybe even hate me—”

“You know I could never hate you.” He whispers, sounding so sincere it crushes you.

You glance around your surroundings, making sure no one is around and drag him back into the bathroom for some privacy. You shut the door behind you, trying so hard to ignore the smell of sex.

“Tae thought—” you begin but Jungkook is already rolling his eyes to the back of his head.

“Of course Tae thought.” His tone almost scares you. “Let me guess? Taehyung doesn’t want me around while you guys are fake dating. That’s not fucking weird to you?” He grits between his teeth. He balls up his fists at his side, you see his knuckles turn white and it makes you feel uneasy.

“He made some good points…”

“Oh really?” Jungkook laughs bitterly, “Like what?”

You looked into Jungkook’s doe eyes and feel a sense of guilt, like you somehow made the wrong choice.

“He thinks we’re too close. And he’s right. It would be weird if I’m super closer to another guy while dating him.” you reason, but your face falls when you see Jungkook’s scrunched up expression.

“You think we’re too close?” he whispers.

Well, yes. But also, no. Of course not, but also yes. How do you tell Jungkook all of that?

“People always think we’re dating or fucking or—”

“Oh? And all the sudden we care what people think?” his voice wavers from the rollercoaster of emotions he is feeling.

“Jungkook wait, I’m wording this all wrong. It’s just for a month okay?”

“You wanna date him that badly? That you would throw me away?” he grits out.

“Hey! That’s not fucking fair.”

“So what? Say your little fantasy comes true and he decides he wants to date you for real? Am I still out of the picture?”

“No no, of course not…” you shake your head and reach for his hands but he pulls away.

“So then what’s the difference now?”

Jungkook has a good point but you’re at a loss for words. Too choked up to speak.

“And you know what y/n? Fuck you for choosing him over me in the first place.” And with that Jungkook breezes past you, swings open the bathroom door and is out of your view.

Jungkook has never spoken to you like that before, you stand there with your mouth hung open and tears forming in your eyes.

He’s right. You fucked up. You did a fucked up thing. You chose a boy who may not even actually like you over the one guy who has always had your back.

“y/n?” you snap your head in the direction of the door to see Taehyung standing there. A look of disappointment decorating his face.

“I was told you and Jungkook were in the bathroom…” he spits out.

“I had to talk to him, that’s all.”

“Yeah, but how does this look for me?” Taehyung speaks sternly. You did NOT need this right now.

“Tae—”

“You couldn’t even last more than a week y/n.” he scoffs.

“Listen could we just talk about this later?” you ask with pleading eyes.

“I’ll call an uber.” He motions towards the hallway, “we can talk tomorrow.”

You slump your shoulders and nod your head, tomorrow sounds like it’s for the best.

3 days have passed and neither Jungkook nor Taehyung have talked to you.

You hear Jungkook come in and out of the apartment but you’re too shy to make a move outside of your bedroom. He’s either coming from classes, the gym, Jimins, or some girls house and you’re dying to know which.

You have been hibernating in your room, taking comfort in your bed when you get a notification from Instagram.

@V tagged you in a post.

You scramble to unlock your phone so you can view the post. Once you are on the app you click on you notifs and click on the post.

It’s a picture of you eating cotton candy from when he took you to the fair on your date. With the caption:

“Missing my girl tonight”

And a bunch of heart emojis. Your own heart sinks. He misses you? You close the app and instead open your messages.

y/n 9:08pm

You miss me for the show or is there some truth behind that?

Taehyung 9:20pm

Maybe it’s both?

Taehyung 9:22pm

I am sorry for how I left things…I was just kinda embarrassed that my supposed girl was with another guy,,,in a bathroom.

y/n 9:24pm

trust me I know how it looks and im sorry…

y/n 9:26pm

If it makes you feel any better Jungkook isn’t talking to me either.

Taehyung 9:26pm

Of course that doesn’t make me feel better, he is your best friend…

y/n 9:28pm

tae, I hope we can continue this…I still want to help you…

Taehyung 9:34pm

Ill pick you up at 6 for a date tmrw: )

y/n 9:34pm

I cant wait: ) : )

You click your phone off and toss it on the other side of the bed, you squeal in excitement as the realization hits that Taehyung still wants to do this with you.

You hear Jungkook on the other side of the wall, yelling into what you assume is his headset. He’s gaming. You miss him so god damn much. He has no idea what his silence is doing to you. You try to focus your attention on tomorrows date with Taehyung but you can’t help the feeling in the pit of your stomach. Guilt. You were an awful friend and now thinking about it you are continuing to be an awful friend. If he even counts you as friends anymore.

“fuck you”

Those words ring loud and clear in your ears. You didn’t even know Jungkook was capable of speaking to you like that. It fucking hurts.

Jungkook is in his room pacing back and forth. He saw it. The insta post. And he feels like he’s losing you. Neither of you have made a move to speak to the other. He’s just too hurt and you continue to see Taehyung? You obviously don’t feel too bad about the whole ordeal. And 3 days is just too long. A week was too long, but somehow these 3 days are worse.

Jungkook grabs his phone and opens up tinder. He messages one of the girls that’s been teasing him lately. He figures now is the time to make more of a move.

Jungkook 10:00pm

Hey ;) what are you doing tonight?

Leslie 10:10pm

Gonna be thinking about you probably;)

Jungkook 10:12pm

Instead of thinking about me, come see me.

And that was it, that’s all it took. She was quick to agree and he is already sending her the address.

It’s after 11pm when you hear the front door open, you quietly get out of bed, curiosity getting the best of you. Was Jungkook leaving? But then you hear a girls voice and you immediately frown. Oh. She sounds pretty. Is that even a thing? Well, she does. And it has you feeling weird. You thought you were over this.

You hear the patter of their footsteps walking towards Jungkook’s room, the sound of his door opening and closing just like that.

You walk back to your bed feeling ashamed for spying, but now you know you won’t be getting any sleep tonight. Fanfuckingtastic.

“aaahhh…” the random girl whines out causing you to shift uncomfortably in your bed.

“More?” you can hear Jungkook’s muffled voice, he sounds strained. Probably because he’s fucking some girl a few feet away from you.

You reach over to your nightstand for your headphones when you hear Jungkook grunting as the beds headboard bangs against your wall, he groans and moans and you feel yourself getting hotter.

You try not to imagine Jungkook in these scenarios but he sounds…no, you won’t have those thoughts…you don’t want to remember. Your hand is still midair when you retreat it back to your bed.

“Fuck yeah baby.” You hear him gripe. And you squeeze your thighs together. No, this cannot be happening.

“Jungkook! Jungkook!” Fuck, she sounds so fucked out.

“Feels so good, feels so good” he pants over and over and you feel the back of your eyes burn.

“gonna come” he groans out and your chest is heaving now, your breathing becoming a chore. You can’t cry, not over this. He hates you and he’s buried in some other girl. And you want to fucking crying about it. You hear him moaning on the other side of the wall and then—

“Fuuuuuuccckk” his orgasm is fucking apparent. He’s obviously coming and you’re lying in your bed all fucking pathetic with tears staining your cheeks.

Jungkook lays in bed totally fucked out of his mind. This girl is sleeping next to him, trying to her best to cuddle but he resists. He wishes he had time to himself to think properly. He just fucked another girl and thought of you the entire time. He is 100% fucked up. Wait, wait. He needs to explain himself…it’s not like he thought of you like, sexually. It’s just you’re all that’s on his mind. Even during fucking sex. And he hates himself for it.

He decides to sneak out of bed to have a shower. He creaks open his door for any sign of life and when there is none he tip toes to the bathroom. Jungkook stands in the shower letting the warm water cascade over his skin, he just stands there lifeless.

Images of you cross his mind and he sinks to his knees, pulling them into his chest and he quietly curses under his breath. He misses you so much and things have gotten so messed up he just doesn’t even know how to fix it.

He scrubs himself clean, ridding the scent of the random girl he brought over. He sniffles under the raining water hating himself.

Jungkook dries himself off with your towel, and puts on his shorts. His chest left bare.

He exits the bathroom when he notices a light coming from the kitchen and sees you sitting at the table with a glass of water.

“oh.” Jungkook slips up.

“oh?” you wonder.

“I thought you were fast asleep.” He says, rubbing the back of his neck with a sheepish grin.

“Just woke up.” You lie through your teeth with a strained smile. “Couldn’t sleep…”

“I know the feeling…” he admits, walking closer to you.

Jungkook makes his way to the table before pulling out a chair and sitting down next to you.

“Listen—”

“Jungkook—”

You both begin talking at the same time. Jungkook ushers you to go first.

“I…I’m still fake dating Tae.”

“I know.”

“But…” your eyes gloss over, getting choked up trying to continue. “But I am so sorry.” A few tears spill from your eyes.

“I know y/n.” he reaches his hand to squeeze your knee. You feel so much better with him touching you. “I’m sorry too…I was really harsh. And it pains me every day that I haven’t talked to you.”

“Trust me, I get it. I wanted to like, kill myself not talking to you.” Your eyes slam shut as more tears threaten to fall.

Jungkook’s face morphs into a deep frown, “You know I don’t like when you say that…”

“Right…sorry.”

“Honestly y/n…I don’t know when I will be okay with this, but I’ll respect your wishes for the month.”

“Jungkook…” Your hand flies down to his and you squeeze it but he’s quick to let it go.

“I’m mad at you right now.” He admits softly, his breathing is slow and steady. “So just give me some space.”

~~~

Like magical clockwork you hear light knocking on your front door. You scramble to find your phone and your purse to make it to the door in good time but you hear it being creaked open and the voices of two men. Shit, Jungkook got to the door first.

Ever since you started fake dating Taehyung it seems Jungkook has been keeping a distance from him. You aren’t sure why but they’ve been weird. So you want to avoid as much awkwardness as possible. You grab all your belongings and rush to the living room and find the two men sitting on the sofa quietly chatting.

“Can you keep your voice down dude?” Taehyung peers over his shoulder, looking in the direction of your room. “Would if she hears?”

“I wish she would fucking hear,” Jungkook grits through his teeth, his eyes rolling to the back of his head, “Why don’t you just tell her?” he leans back on the back of the sofa, “She might be understanding, hm? Do it before it’s too late or I swear to god Taehyung I will tell her myself.”

“You swore you wouldn’t say shit. Just like how I swore not to say any—”

“Okay.”

“I’ll tell her dude. Just give me some time to—"

Jungkook’s eyes shoot up when he hears the light creak of your bedroom door open, he waits expectantly for you to walk through.

“Hey guys,” you announce your presence and both boys look up at you and smile. Taehyung with his boxy grin and Jungkook with a tightlipped smile.

“Hey y/n, you look nice,” Taehyung stands to his feet and walks towards you, “I mean, you always do.” He stops just in front of you and hands you a bag.

“What’s this?” you take the bag and jingle it around a bit.

“just something for our date.” He grins. “You can open it later.” Taehyung glances over at Jungkook, “Anyway, let’s get going. See you later man.” He nods toward the boy and faces you again. “shall we?”

You smile up at Taehyung and take his hand in your yours and lead him towards the front door but before you leave you and Jungkook make eye contact and he frowns.

Taehyung being the gentlemen he is runs to the car before you and opens your car door.

“Feet inside?” he asks and you’re nodding yes when he shuts the door for you. He runs around the other side and enters the car himself. Taehyung settles on an old 50’s station with the volume just right. He’s humming along with a dopey grin on his face, feeling satisfied with his choice.

“Where are we going?” you ask.

“Let’s get some dinner first then we can do our date activity I have planned” he chuckles to himself, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.

You drive around in comfortable silence when you decide to take your phone out and shoot Jungkook a text.

y/n 6:14pm

You okay?

Jungkook 6:16pm

Don’t worry about me while you’re out with another guy

“Everything okay?” Taehyung asks, pulling you out of your thoughts.

“hm? Oh, yeah. Just thinking.” You reply quite honestly.

“About Jungkook?”

“What?? Why would you assume that?” your voice rises in panic.

“Well, we were all just together and I know you and him are fighting…I thought it was a safe assumption.” He laughs awkwardly.

“Oh…right. Actually, me and Jungkook sorted things out kind of but we’re still barely talking.”

“oh? Really?” Taehyungs grip on the steering wheel tightens.

“He said he will steer clear for the month, ya know, in public.”

“He—he agreed?” Taehyung coughs a few times, his head pushed back in disbelief.

“Something like that.” You don’t really know what to say, this is an awkward thing to be talking about and you wish the subject would change.

“Anyway,” you begin, “How did things with Anna escalate?”

Taehyung freezes. The color draining from his face as his knuckles turn white from gripping the steering wheel so hard.

“Um.” Taehyung feels sweat beading on his forehead as he tries to come up with an answer.

“You know how it is,” his mouth feels dry as he tries to speak, “She just won’t leave me alone and I want to show her that I am taken so she will get the hint.” Then a sly smile spreads across his face “and I think it’s working.”

“You think so?” you raise a brow in question.

“Well, you are such a convincing girlfriend after all.” His right arm extends towards your knee and he squeezes it. “Thanks again y/n…” he almost sounds…guilty. But you push that thought away and smile at him. Your sweet smile making him feel even guiltier.

~~~

“Dinner was sooo good.” You raise your arms above your head, stretching your body, a satisfied moan leaving you as you lower your arms again.

“I knew you’d like it! Best pizza in town!” Taehyung sets his credit card in the bill holder on the table. “Ready for what I have planned next?”

“hmmm, yes.”

The two of you wait for the server to return so you can finish paying so you can leave. Once all finished up at the restaurant the two of you head back to the parking lot and get inside his car to go to your next destination.

“Your apartment?” you ask as you notice his building coming into view.

“Yes. But you’ll see.” He turns his head quickly to flash you his pearly whites.

The two of you walk to his front door as he unlocks the door. Taehyung has a two bedroom apartment but lives alone. You’ve only ever seen his kitchen and living room and you’re wondering if you’re lucky enough you’ll see his bedroom. Hehe but that’s wishful thinking.

“You have that bag?” Taehyung asks,

“yup,” you say lifting it up and showing him the precious goods.

“Great go put it on!”

You tilt your head in confusion but you see how excited he is so you walk to his bathroom and shut the door behind you. Would if it was lingerie? You giggle to yourself at the ridiculous idea.

You open the bag to find some type of clothing. First, you pull out a large white t shirt and next was an…apron? The apron was a light pink color with a pocket in the front with your initials embroidered on it. You gasp once you realize it, your heart beating out of your chest as you melt into a puddle on the floor. He got your initials on an apron? You hurry to change into the white t shirt and put the apron on.

“Cute.” You murmur to yourself in the mirror before you’re out the door and back into the living room.

“How do you like it?” Taehyung asks from behind you, surprising you with a glass of water. You take the water gratefully and gulp down a few sips before answering.

“love it, but what’s it for?”

Taehyung beams, grabbing your arm and leading you into one of the bedrooms. He stands in front of the door and bounces on his heels.

“Ready?”

“Yes?”

“Never showed anyone this room but I feel like you’re special” Taehyung giggles, “Plus I thought it was a cute date idea.”

“hmm, okay. I’m ready.” You are such a fool for this boy, his cuteness doing a million things to you.

Taehyung begins to slowly open the door revealing a room with tarp covering the ground and easels taking up space. There are buckets of paint, a variety of colors spread all across. And many, many art pieces.

“You…” you begin to say in awe, “You’re an artist, Tae?”

“Aspiring.” He chuckles a bit bitterly. “How would you like to paint together?”

“You feel comfortable enough with me?” you ask, surprised.

“Something about you….” He starts but leaves it hanging. “Let’s paint!”

You dip your paint brush in purple paint and stroke it across the canvas, the color joining a mess of other colors. That’s art, right? Fuck, you are not good at this. You sneak a glance over at Taehyung to see him painting a scenic art piece. There’s mountains and flowers but somehow in an abstract kind of way, you tilt your head to the side trying to eye it more carefully.

“Hey, no peeking!” his bottom lip jutting out in the cutest way. You just want to kiss it.

You stand from your stool and walk over to his, your eyes never leaving his art work.

“I’m trying to figure out what I am looking at. Don’t get me wrong, its super cool. But like there’s this beautiful tree with flowers but also shapes??”

“Its abstract, y/n.” his tone is light and makes you flutter. “I like it this way.” He says softly.

“me too.” You look at him, his eyes meeting yours. His gaze shifts to your lips.

“heh really?” Taehyung’s cheeks turn a wonderful shade of pink, like the flowers on his canvas.

“You really are amazing, aren’t you?”

“Me? Let’s see what you got!” He stands from his stool and begins walking over to your art work.

“No!” you stand in his way, your arms flailing above your head. “It’s not good!” You laugh and push his chest back with your hands, Taehyung wobbles in place as he laughs at your dramatics.

“It can’t be that bad.”

You finally let him walk past you, he stands in front of your canvas with his finger on his chin,

“Okay, it can be that bad.”

Taehyung bubbles with laughter and you hit his shoulder but end up laughing with him.

“I told you.” You pout. Taehyung stares at you, his eyes once again shifting towards your lips and you aren’t going to play dumb, of course you’ve noticed.

“What?” you jut your lip out even more, walking just a bit closer to him.

“Nothing, you’re just cute.” Taehyung admits. His long fingers brush against your cheek as he pushes a piece of hair behind your ear.

“Like, really cute.”

Well, holy shit. Your heart and also your vagina cannot take this.

“How cute?” you breathe out.

“So cute I could kiss you.” Taehyung walks closer, his foot bumping into yours. “But…” He looks down at the ground, guilt beginning to surface, “y/n I have to tell—”

You tilt your head up and meet his lips for a peck on the lips taking him by surprise. Taehyung knits his brows together and is about to say something when he sighs out instead. One of his hands travel to cup the back of your head to bring you closer to him and he kisses you again. He deepens the kiss. Its slow and there’s no tongue, just lips moving tenderly against one another. You feel so light and airy like you could just float away until he abruptly pulls back.

“What’s wrong?” you panic, worry filling your eyes.

“We—we shouldn’t do that.” He finally says after a moment. Why? It was just some kissing between two people who possibly like each other? It’s not like you were delusional right? It’s not like you were making this up in your head. The flowers, the apron, the dinners, the car door, the ‘missing my girl’, the way he treats you can’t just be because of some fake dating bullshit. You know he is known for his kindness but to this extent?

“Why?” you finally say.

“Because,” Taehyung drags a hand across his face, “No one’s around. Let’s just take our pictures—”

BBrrrrrr bbbrrrr brrrrrr bbbrrrr

Taehyung’s phone is sitting on the table next to where the two of you are, it’s going off and you naturally glance over.

Incoming call: Anna

Taehyung races to turn it off, his face flushing and his hands have become sweaty.

“She…she just doesn’t give up.” He chuckles awkwardly, his phone in his grasp as you hear the buzzing of incoming messages.

“Is that her too?” you ask, feeling sorry for him.

“Uh, yeah…probably.” He says, his eyes looking all over the room but never on you.

“Well, let’s see what she’s saying.” You say nonchalantly, reaching for his phone but he yanks his hand back and barks a loud ‘No’. Startled, you step away from him.

“Sorry, I just…” he rubs his neck.

“No no, it’s okay, I shouldn’t have reached for your phone like that…” Something is off, You can feel it. But you want to push that feeling away.

“Let’s just take the pictures, I need to get home soon.”

“Yeah, okay.” Taehyung forces a smile.

~~~

Something is off with Taehyung. The way he wanted to kiss you but then pulled back. The way he got super weird after Anna called. Has she traumatized him that much? Is she like a real, legit stalker who is totally and completely obsessed with him? You feel bad for the guy, he seems like he probably has trust issues or something. Maybe he thinks you might turn out to be like her and he’s scared of that so that’s why he is pushing you away.

That’s gotta be it. You roll around in your bed about to finally get some sleep when you hear music blaring through the wall. Jungkook. You roll your eyes at his choice of timing. The clock reads after midnight, why the hell is he blasting music at this time?

You rise from your bed and storm into his room. Jungkook looks surprised to see you as he is in the middle of doing pushups—shirtless.

His muscles ripple with every movement and it has you practically drooling.

“Uh, can I help you?” Jungkook doesn’t look very annoyed, mostly amused.

“It’s late, Jungkook. Can you turn this shit down?”

“Can’t. Didn’t get a work out in today…so here I am.” He rises to his feet, shrugging.

The music is some horrible rock back that you can’t stand and Jungkook knows this. He fucking knows this. Wow, he really is mad at you still.

“Listen dude,” you put your hands on your hips, “I’ve had a weird day and I just want to relax.”

“Oh baby, I can think of a way for you to relax.” He winks. You want to puke, why is Jungkook so gross.

“Ew.”

“So…how was it?” Jungkook’s eyes fall to the ground.

“What?”

“How—how was your date with Taehyung?” he doesn’t raise his eyes, they stay glued to the floor.

“It was…” you get flashbacks to the awkward date, “fine.” You finish, not wanting to give Jungkook any more reason to dislike you and Taehyung together. “Yeah, it was fine” you force a smile.

“You know I know better than anyone when you’re lying.” He says, finally looking at you again.

Fuck. He’s right, if anyone knows you and your lying habits its Jungkook. He can read you like his favorite book. And it’s like, a picture book. Super fucking easy.

“It was fine Jungkook.” You lie again.

“What happened?” his tone eases into something softer, something more comforting and it almost makes you break and tell him the truth. Almost. But not quite.

“Nothing happened. Keep the music down, I’m going to bed.”

Jungkook watches as you spin on your heels to exit his bedroom, his eyes caving and watching your ass the entire time. He has a love-hate relationship with your house shorts, they’re sexy as hell and that’s the problem.

Jungkook turns the volume down on his speakers and sits on the edge of his bed. His head falls into his hands as he thinks about your date with Taehyung. Something must have happened. He knows it. He feels it. But he can’t force you to tell him.

He lays back on his bed and his face hardens as he thinks more about your fake relationship. He wants to beat Taehyungs ass. He wish he could tell you but it’s not his place and he just wishes Taehyung will do the right thing.

While staying loyal to Taehyung is he betraying you?

~~~~

Best friend: “A person you value over other friends in your life, someone you have fun with, someone you trust and someone in whom you confide.” That’s how the dictionary would describe the word but in Jungkook’s dictionary it would just be your cute face. Everything about you is cute to him, the way you walk, talk, dress, sneeze, just everything.

Even when you look gross as hell in the mornings dealing with a nasty hangover he still viewed you as…cute.

When Jungkook first noticed you was in his Literature class that took place on Tuesdays and Thursdays. He knew you always sat in the back and took your notes without really paying him any attention. And not to sound like a cocky bastard but…why not? He obviously thought you were pretty and there was something about you…

The second time he noticed you was at some frat party where he caught you staring at him and he thought he finally might have a chance at talking to you. Or get in your pants at least. He could one and done this situation and move on with his life but much to his surprise you weren’t interested in getting dicked down by him. No, you were interested in just…hanging out. Which he wasn’t use to. Most girls just wanted to say the got with the Jeon Jungkook and don’t pay him any mind for something serious. Because apparently he isn’t the type of guy you could be “serious” with. It’s not like he doesn’t hear the rumors. He hated this honestly…but he guesses it’s his own fault.

He even playfully offered to take you upstairs that night but you refused him. Much too shy. So he got a better idea: the 24 hour diner down the road.

You ended up talking until 9 am the next morning, laughing and snorting, telling tons of stories that cracked the two of you up. He even shared deeply personal information with you that shocked the both of you. But it just felt right—talking to you. He felt like he could open his heart to you, like he was making a real friend.

Jungkook doesn’t have much of a dating history…he mostly just sleeps around and is okay with that—because he has to be. Like what was said earlier, Jungkook isn’t a guy you get “serious” with and all the girls knew that. It just started with one girl spreading the fact he isn’t the type to ‘do’ relationships. He thought this would cause girls to try harder and try to change him or whatever. But none cared enough. He guesses…he just isn’t worth it. Does Jungkook yearn for something more? You wouldn’t know because he has never voiced it. Even though he isn’t lucky in love, he did get super lucky in a friend. That’s you. He cherishes your friendship more than anything in the world and wouldn’t do anything to risk ruining it.

3 years ago

“What about you?” you smile at him with all your teeth, “What are your parents like?”

You didn’t know at the time but this question made Jungkook feel the very dread he avoids feeling.

He looked into your wide eyes and couldn’t help the sigh that escapes his lips.

“Dad cheated the whole time and moms not around anymore.” Jungkook picks at his cuticles.

You felt a pang of guilt for bringing it up…but you were too curious to stop.

“Where did she go?” you can’t seem to stop yourself from asking.

Jungkook pauses his bad habit, his fingers coming to a halt.

“Can we change the subject?” he finally says, a small smile spreading across his lips, “It’s like, uh…a touchy subject. Ya know?” he almost looks as if he feels bad that he can’t confide in you.

“I promise I will tell you about it someday.” He swears with his pinky joining your pinky. You felt content with his answer but somehow you knew he probably never would.

Jungkook lays in his bed with his head dangling off the edge. Its 10 at night and you’re still not back. You had another date with Taehyung today—he knows because he follows the both of you on Instagram and you posted a photo of Taehyung in front of a mural that’s located just downtown. He grabs his phone to check your location and unfortunately you are still in the same spot—Taehyungs apartment. He hates this. Why does he hate this? Because Taehyung doesn’t deserve you and what he’s doing is not right. But he can’t tell you that because none of this is his business. Instead all he does is piss you off and he hates himself for it.

He truly thinks the world of you, he truly wants nothing but the best for you and he truly loves you. You’re his best friend.

Jungkook starts to doze off when he hears the front door being unlocked. It’s you.

Quickly, Jungkook jumps to his feet and scurries to his bedroom door and places his ear over the wood. He hears you talking…then another voice. You’re not alone. Its muffled but he makes out what you’re saying.

“It was amazing T,” oh, you’re with Trina. “He got me flowers, took pictures of me and got all my best angles.” He hears you giggling then another voice joins you in your laughter.

“I told you! This was a great idea!” Trina says, Jungkook rolls his eyes.

“He was such a gentlemen the whole time and it…I know it’s not real but I don’t know man…it feels real sometimes.”

“Girl, he would be stupid not to have a thing for you.” For once, Trina and Jungkook agree on something.

“I would actually kill myself if he did!” you giggle.

Jungkook goes rigid at your words, his jaw clenching so hard it ticks. He hates when you say shit like that, it creates a suffocating bubble around him that’s too hard to pop.

.

Jungkook decides he’s eavesdropped enough and settles back on his bed. He lays back, his arms folded behind him. He feels beyond frustrated and doesn’t know what could cure this. Well, maybe sex? Maybe he should call up some girl…maybe that could make him feel better. But somehow that didn’t appeal to him so much in this moment when his brain is occupied of you. So he settles for himself. It’s been a while since Jungkook gave himself a handy but he’s not opposed of going for it.

The lights are off and Jungkook is deciding if he wants to watch porn or settle for his imagination. A girl he use to hook up with enters his mind and he decides to roll with it, he dips his hands underneath his boxers to feel up his hardening length. He reaches for his nightstand to squirt some lube in his hand, his cock is only half hard by the time he’s gently stroking himself. The skin on his cock is smooth with few veins decorating the length, he’s already leaking precum while his imagination starts up.

He thinks of this girl and her lips, how she looks with them wrapped around his greedy cock and he becomes even harder. Fuck, he can’t remember her name—a piece of shit move but he doesn’t care at this point. He’s stroking himself faster, gathering the precum at his tip and smearing it around. A light moan escapes his lips as he tugs on the head of his cock harder. His other hand drags his boxers down his legs as his continues to stroke himself and then reaches to fondle his balls. He groans at the sensation.

He then thinks of the girls ass in the air, her wiggling it around and begging him to fuck her. Her ass is round and plump, it jiggles slightly as she squirms below him. His hand moves quickly as his thoughts get dirtier. He doesn’t see her face just her ass and her voice sounds a lot like…yours. Fuck, he can’t be thinking of you right now. He’s pissed at you, his thoughts growing angry yet somehow his hand doesn’t stop. He’s so close it fucking hurts.

“Fuck…y/n..” he whimpers into his shoulder. He now sees your face, underneath him, your hair all splayed out. Your lips are swollen and you whine for him, begging for him to fuck into you faster. Jungkook squeezes his eyes shut at that image, his hand stroking him impossibly fast as he is beginning to lose all composure. He shouldn’t be thinking of you right now, or ever—not like this. But he hears you beg for him, he imagines flipping you over, demanding you to raise your ass in the air. You beg to be punished, you beg for him to spank you, and he does. He pulls his hand back and slaps your needy ass and you whimper. He does it again and again.

He sees himself insert his cock into your pussy and he’s thrusting in and out like his life depends on it. Jungkook’s hand squeezes desperately around his throbbing member, he cries out quietly as he fucks you in his mind.

He imagines you reaching your own high, your moans and screams ringing in his ears and that’s what sets him over the edge. His cum spurts out of his swollen cock, spraying all over his hand as he begins to come to a stop on himself.

“fuck fuck fuck fuck” Jungkook is out of breath, his fantasy too much for him to handle. “What the fuck did I just….”

He sits in complete silence as his breathing comes down. Did he just? He is not supposed to do that.

[trixeraptops]

This is gonna be a long ass commentary piece as I finally stop procrastinating and I watch the SGE movie.

Buckle up prowlers and princexs and make sure to follow the rules. This line is headed to the school for good and evil.

Not even watching and the cover photo makes me excited. Is she wearing a crown of thorns? Slay. Love the font they used too

The orchestral music and the effects as the title rolls in... I understand what happy crying is now

I usually hate silent reading in movies but I think it was the right move here and the music is kinda eery but also ethereal. A balance of good and evil ♡

STRAIGHT TO A FIGHT WITH THE BROTHERS

THE DRAMA I LOVE THE RED VERSUS BLUE

I love Rhians coat and the automatic way you can tell who is evil with their mannerisms

OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS

OH MY GOD RHIAN TOSSED RAFAL OFF A CLIFF? I THOUGHT HE WAS THE ONE WHO WAS SUPPOSED TO DIE?

Non Canon compliance or a red herring?

Straight into decadence and a fancy ball after the intensity. This is such a beautiful interpretation of what I think is Sophie's dream.

I kinda wish they had stayed with this like in the book but also the fight was epic so I won't complain

SOPHIE IS SO PRETTY hate her dress love the actress LOVE THE GLASS SHOES

And the narrator saying how she sees herself mwah chefs kiss

BRUV JUST GOT FIRED FOR DROPPING A GLASS CAUSE HE WAS IN AWE OF HER BEAUTY

Wait does Helena already live with them? That's not meant to happen til the 2nd book. But it does explain further why Sophie wants to leave Gavaldon so I'll let it pass

HER DRESS ONG I'm in love costume design is on point so far

Why is Helena, if it is Helena, blaming Sophie for throwing tomatoes her devil children did that

But then again the whole point of Sophie was she had a good life where she had a living family and was narcissistic and beauty obsessed and that's why she was evil even though her actions were 'good'

Ooh Aggie's turn!

Wait are they not starting on the choosing day? It seems like everyone is going about their normal lives which is the exact opposite of what happens when the choice night happens. Idk what the proper term is for the kidnapping

Side note I wonder if Sophie is ever gonna read the story book she does in the beginning with the witch who had a bracelet of bones so that the connection between Ansdil and the witch is present (or was it Hester? Sure wasn't Dot)

I'm 6 minutes in btw. I'm never gonna finish at this rate lol

I love the design of Graves Hill

REAPER MY BABY BOI

I love Agatha's design! And Callus too

I love that their first shot together is them separated by a road being jeered at four being weird. I hope it's echoed later in the movie it'd be such a good recurring theme of separation between good and evil and then they kiss and go home to connect them (at least in the book they kiss)

As much as I love it I do miss the idea of Sophie having to drag Agatha out of the house and having the small interaction with Radley that shows she isn't as good as she makes herself out to be

Wait Sophie ignored her mothers grave (book) and now she's reading at it (movie)? Why not just have a funeral scene instead? Though she is a (adorable) child in this scene so maybe it's different now that's she's grown? Or maybe they just nixed that detail?

Also Sophie made friends with Aggie as a good deed now its a genuine friendship? Or was 5-7 year old Sophie already plotting ahead?

STICKCROWN JUST LIKE IN THE- OHHHHHHHHH

I do like the first actual conversation further solidifying Sophie's emphasis on beauty trying to give Aggie a makeover.

The causul insults and the way the two are in synch is so good though, the chemistry of these actors is amazing! Can't wait for them to fight each other later

[Agatha chortles] idk why that's funny

I feel like book Sophie would be offended being called a prig but idk what that even means

Aggies social anxiety and everyone being mean to her

OH SHOWING THE GOOD WITH THE GOAT LOVE IT

Omg this guy is threatening a child

AND IT'S SOPHIE WITH THE STEEL PAN

Wait Sophie I can see as a major customer but Aggie denounces all things fairytale (except for her secret stash). Also don't the books come like every for years and the kids all line up to get a copy? What happened to that? This store should be empty

I spoke too soon Aggie is ridiculing her for reading kids books while holding an edgy story.

Sophie should 200% own Cinderella already are you joking? I get why they did it though they can't just info dump like in a book plus it's the og copy she's looking at

I feel like they could've done a flashback to explain the SGE. Everyone in Gavaldon knows it. They'd be stupid not to, they have a big event where bad kids join the choir and good ones cut off their hair and all the adults hold torches In a ring around the village. But if they are kids they wouldn't know

Love the insane asylum line from Aggie though

Why twenty years ago. This is a every 4 years deal. Wtf making it rare changes fucking everything

And only one girl? They're supposed to be in pairs! One good one evil

I feel like Sophie's letter could have been written to convince the school master to take her WITHOUT CHANGING THE ENTIRE FUCKING KIDNAPPING HOOK

They are supposed to be special because they are good and evil who are friends. Not because they're the only ones to be taken in a Fucking pair.

That kid that bites people is thereby going erased so how is Agatha going to realize the fairies and wolves are failed students? She gonna recognize Leonara who's she's never seen in her life?

I was so excited to see the Schoolmaster chase scene where Agatha jumps through fire to save Sophie but I don't that will happen

And the terrible home life justifies Sophie wanting to leave. Originally it was cause she thought she was better than everyone else but now it's cause she has a bad life. They haven't built up her "good but actually not a good" side at all.

I was so excited but everything's changed and not in a good way. Fucking Wishing Tree. They just did it cause it's easy not cause it's accurate.

I hope the rest of the movie is less... disappointing. It had so much potential just to slap me in the face with its utter ignorance of Canon.

I love Agathas emotional speech to get her to stay and Sophie betraying her that's the only close to evil thing she's done so far

Oh I love this chase scene this was what I was excited for

AHHH THE BIRD LOOKS SO COOL!!!!

The castles are so cool I love them

Hahahaa Hort is such a creep now THAT is Canon compliant

HAH SHE JUST BITCH SLAPPED A FAIRY

These good girls omg, pretending their nice and calling Aggie an it in the same breath

Loving the costume design and I have a feeling I know who Beatrix and Kikyo are~

Can't wait to see the baddies

Sophie is finally showing her bad side and LADY LESSO IS SLAYYYYING

Still wish it was every 4 years like the books but I'm gonna have to let it slide if I want to make it through this

Wait they gotta Memorize everything on the first day? That's true evil. I love it but I do miss the snake basket maybe they'll have the uniform in one

Hahaha I love Agatha

Professor Dovey AHHHH She is a golden goddess

She comes off a bit condescending but also kind. But threatening jeez

Armour she says while hundreds of dresses come in. Also they're meant to have uniforms why is she getting a choice? Is this for casual wear?

Omg they look so out of place even in clothes that fit their school it's perfect.

The Evers chatting ever and then the school for evil chants kill you? Mood.

Why are they starting before the boys get there that's rude.

Ohh ok so instead of the theater moving the first year boys have to sword fight in front of the school. Much more practical ngl

AH TRISTAN

Damn Tedros swung in on a rope, the drama

NO USE THE SWORD YOU DUMB DRAMATIC BITCH bringing fists to a sword fight smh

Yup Beatrix for sure who I thought she was, Kikyo currently uncomfirmed

School for Evil represent!

Ok I understand why he didn't use Excalibur fighting his own side for fun now

I hope the Cyclops wins but I know he won't unfortunately

I love the rose toss. If he hadn't looked back he wouldn't throw it to Agatha and now it's a set up for Sophie and Tedros's relationship

Ooh ok a Lil nice moment btwn Ted and Agatha I see you foreshadowing lovely

Who is this bitch please say it's not the Schoolmaster please say it's fucking Pollux or something

The dorm is so cool

Also what fucking dorm room locks from the outside? Or were those bitches holding the door?

AH THE BADDIES ARE SO COOL

Also who introduces their father with themself? This isn't a descendents fanfic

Your name is Dot but Sophie is weird

The Evil room has the perfect aesthetic

So it's cupids instead of gargoyles?

Demon cupids

I love the dynamic between Dovey and Lesso

I'm sorry is that blood? RAFAL

Bitch just threatened Aggie and poofed the fuck out

Wait where is the mirror in between the bridge

OH THE FIGHT BETWEEN SOPHIE AND HESTER IM SALVATING

We got off on a rocky start but 42 minutes in and all is forgiven your my fate to the trial by tale tonight

'Something' acting like it wasn't a whole ass man dancing in blood

Shit is going fast

Oh no it is the schoolmaster :(

He's meant to be mysterious :((((

I wish they waited a bit for the Storian reveal but I get it, they've got a time limit can't be as drawn out as the book

The height difference kills me Aggie is so tall lmao

Wait everyone moved out of Aggies room why are their people in there? No one wanted to bunk with the witch?

Sophie is wearing a crown of twigs♡♡♡

The kiss list omg

Oh no red head isn't Tristan. That's disappointing. I bet he's the bite kids replacement

Why be revolting? None of them are they're all stunningly beautiful. Ig that's why the uglification class exists

Um I'm sorry I thought Anemone was the classic cone hat princess who taught animal communication? Nvm checked my book she is the beautification teacher I was thinking of Uma

This scene would've worked better with the original Aggie who never smiled instead of this one who smiled a fuck ton at the beginning. This scene makes no sense more that we've seen her smiling and know she can do it. Though maybe it's harder to smile on command?

Also Good is prejudiced against neurodivergents I can't tell you how many posts I've read of people having to practice smiling and facial expressions. It's the first day cut her some slack Anemone jeez

Also you give grades at the end Anemone. Prejudiced and rule breaker

HORT YOU BITCH but it was sweet that he said she'd always look beautiful to him we stan a creepy half wolf who loves women despite what they look like

Gregor is the fake Tristan! Is he replacing Kikyo or have we just not met her yet. Anyways be seems sweet

He wants to run a grocery store that's so cute

Why are they fighting on a hill? We saw that there was a courtyard they could use that is much flatter and safer

Sophie pulling bold moves, she's clearly never heard of consent jeez

JESUS CHRIST YUBA

Ooh nice moment btwn Tedros and Agatha it's Canon divergent but i like it alot better than hating each other until they recognize they're meant to be (she said condescendingly)

It's more like playful teasing than hatred. They're actually friends in this i love it

Why is Yuba's group only Evers it is meant to be the only mixed class other than lunch

JESUS DEADLY FLOWER

Yuba is very different not only in height which I don't mind but in personality he's not as gruff and jaded

She's literally watching him fail Jesus she gonna have some trauma after that

Awww lady lesso doesn't have a class made of ice? Unfortuanate

Oh and now she teaches special powers? Bruv

Oh ew Hesters skin is pulsating gross

Oh Hort told her to watch out sweet

The demon is so cool though

Yeah Sophie call the squirrels to fight a demon

Wait but she called them with a scream she meant to sing to kill them

Oh the bees turned into Rafal

Also Lady Lesso X Rafal???

Oh this is so sad Hester baby :(

WAIT SO RHIAN IS THE SCHOOL MASTER AND RAFAL IS A SPIRIT? Babe your killing me

Also no spiffy professor Sader :(

Aggie babe middle of class ain't the time to bring up Gregor

What no Uma? Dovey stole her class smh

Shit her name is Kiko? Whyd I think it was Kikyo?

Oh Aggie is so pure I love her "I wish for home for all of us"

Oh the wish fish were a baby girl I'm gonna cry this is so sweet

Fuck Agatha just saw two deaths in what to or knowledge is a row

Oh Gregor is a birdie now ♡

TEDROD YOU ASSHOLE YOU JUST KILLED GREGOR FOR REALSIES

Now they're enemies

Dovey is angry at the present but she showed it towards Aggie at first but I'm glad they got there now

AH THE DOOM ROOM ♡♡♡♡♡

Wait where is the White Wolf

Is she not going to kill him in this version

Oooh damn she yanked her extensions out (cut her hair)

YASSSS AGGIE TELL TEDROS OFF

Oh ngl she looks so fucking good with short hair

Omg shut up Rafal go away you vampiric creep

oh Teddy is actually nice to her after the punch in this version that's new and welcomed. Can't be meant to be if you want to her each other

Just like the Og Kiko is adorable

Oh ew the key pierces into them like a knife

OH EW IT GOES THROUGH THE ENTIRE FINGER

Damnnnn Sophie looks like a baddie fucking slay queen

How'd she know what's going on she came in late

The costume dept killed this film

The arrow flies straight if you're pure? Homophobic smh lmao

Calm down Hort, possessive much?

Oof if Hester doesn't kill Sophie I think Beatrix will

Ayo Bea I thought Evers never attacked

Wait Trial by Tale is meant to be an annual school thing now its a test of true love? Stop ruining my school traditions movie :(

What's next no talent show?

I wish the relationships were more developed. But there is so much that happens in the book I really can't blame them

Wait do Nevers not get a Survival class? Wtf this is rigged!

Hell yeah Aggie the dove for the win!

Sophie help him you dumb bitch you have to have learned something. Use your talent!

Don't blame Aggie for saving Tedros's life while you were being a Fucking coward. All you had to do was throw a sword at him

Stop smiling Rafal your a creep

You tell her Aggie! Fuck her up with your words!

Wait did they lock her in room 66? Does that mean that they kicked out Dot Anadil and Hester?

SHUT UP RAFAL YOU BASTARD

MANIPULATIVE ASSHOLE

CUNT LEAVE SOPHIE ALONE

DON'T TRUST HIM SOPH

OH YOU PEDO

I saw your brother Rafal your too old to be calling Sophie love

GO THE FUCK OFF ANEMONE!! YASSSSSSS QUEEN

Oh my god there is no talent show :,(

Gross she just pulled out her tooth

Lesso is Leonora? Twist

I'm glad the skipped the part where Tristan tried to be Tedros and Kiko tried to be Beatrix but i miss the talent show it would've been so dramatic and I wish they have Aggie what I believe to be her iconic night blue gown with the gold

Instead she looks like Cinderella

Damn make up team did well

Sophie and Bakugo would get along "Shut up Aggie the protagonists are talking"

I love the drama of the blood magic

She drops a bomb and then dips like a Fucking badass

Ok I know I was complaining about the talent show being canceled but I love how Sophie showed her evil by turning the teachers to dolls

Oh I just realized Agatha and Tedros were kinda matching

I miss the cupid guy he was a bitch but he was so loyal to Sophie

The Never Ball, is just a bit off but that's why I love it. Oh to be a evil student dancing in an off kilter way with no one to judge and everyone dancing with me. The one social event I long to be at

They look so happy the Evil darlings

Oh so all that happened was their clothes turned white that's not very- SOPHIE IS NORMAL NOW

What will happen to the Evers their clothes will turn black

Yes that's what happened they also they have *gasp* cuts and scars! How atrocious and also offensive to people with scars

At least they didn't put a wig on the bald kid in evil

FUCK EM UP DOT YOU GO GIRL

Hester look so pretty ♡♡♡

Wish we got to see more of Anadols rats we only saw them once :(

But then I would have been like ew rats

Hort is in sicko mode damn

shittt she's gonna kill the school master

Oh no he was pretending to his brother

GO AWAY RAFAL YOU CREEPY OLD MAN

OH SHIT NAH I TOLD YOU GUYS IT WAS A RED HERRING OHMIGOD

Um excuse me evil doesn't have to be murder it can be forcing kids to memorize their schedule on the first day

Oh Aggie your so hopeful I love you and your optimism

Don't kiss her Rafal your such a creep ugh

Wonder if his face will crack and turn into a decrepit old man one well see when I unpause

Nope

Oh no he's killing children the blood is literally pouring out the school

Oh his face is cracking

Hell yes run to Aggie

OH NO SOPHIES DEAD

Ooh killing Sophie meant that the csstles were put back nice

Ngl beatrix looks hella good in black

Goth girl supremacy

Tedros! Yessss struke the final blow King

Oof nvm lol

Oh shut Teddy's gonna die lmao

KILL HIM QUEEEN

Hell yes we live we laugh we love

Rest in pieces Rafal

Id be crying if I wasn't so dehydrated rn

Now kiss! YAAAAAAAYYYYYYY

I mean rip Sophie but yay kiss

Oh who could've guessed true platonic loves kiss would have saved her? What a surprise she said roboticly

Oh is she gonna stay with Teddy, for real? NOPE

Girl power but also this time it was more of a choice then the og where it just kinda happened

Oh they're in their office clothes with the new hair

SHE PUT THE CROWN ON AGGIE

The road is repeated but this time their on the same side i told you it was power

They legit just used magic to make birds shit on their enemies lol

OMG THEY SET UP THE SEQUEL IM DYING IM PASSING OUT IM ON THE FLOOR

♡♡♡♡♡♡/5 went through some tough spots and I miss the little details but love some of the new additions and overall the movie was amazing surpassed my expectations

[roxannarambles]

read the new post! So cute 😍 I love it! Can't wait for what you write next. I've been daydreaming myself of a masquerade ball scene between lunter to this song: https://open.spotify.com/track/36Gsd6qGfFA6SoYyk7KGUz?si=sQMqF50vRGqEY4Js2kISVQ&utm_source=copy-link

How far do you plan to take the texting? Will belos notice how happy lately Hunter is and expect something? Will he find the messages?

Oooh, I love the Vitamin String Quartet! Excellent song choice. Gah, a masquerade ball would be so much FUN. I want to see them have a big fancy romantic dance.

Honestly, I think Belos is kinda oblivious to Hunter's emotional state normally, and too much of a boomer to really grasp Penstagram. However, Kikimora on the other hand . . . maaaay end up finding a particular photo of Hunter with the Emerald Entrails posted on Penstagram . . . 👀

[your-nerd-is-showing]

Kakashi x Reader: Make out paradise.

NSFW AFTER PHOTO

After a lengthy mission with Kakashi the two of you headed to a hot spring and he gets to live out one of the scenes from his favorite book series!

You and Kakashi tiredly made your way to a hot spring to check in for the night after a long mission.

“One room please.” Kakashi stated to the clerk.

“and a private hot spring with a giant jug of sake!” You chimed in.

“Right away!” The clerk handed Kakashi the key to your room. “Room 256 and you have your own private hot spring right outside your room.”

“Oooooo that’s fancy!” You giggled.

You trudged your feet down the hall as you and Kakashi made your way to the room. He unlocked the door and you flung yourself on the bed.

“Oh man I’m so tired I could sleep for a week straight.” You wiggled your hips making your butt jiggle as you nestled into the bed.

Kakashi couldn’t stop gazing at your perfect ass. “I just want to take my hands and smack that amazing ass of of hers.” He thought to himself. “Why is she such a tease?” He sighed.

You looked up when you heard Kakashi sigh and noticed his eyes were fixed on your back side. You let out a quiet chuckle as you wiggled your butt more. You peeked back up and saw him captivated as he stepped closer to you.

Knock, knock! “Did you order sake?” Asked the voice from the other side.

While Kakashi was drawn away you snuck off to the bathroom so you could change out of your clothes and into a towel. You made your way out to open the screen, so you could quietly slip outside.

Kakashi heard the screen slide open, he turned around to see you in a towel sneaking outside. He walked to the open door to see your towel fall and just a splash as you leaped in the water. He blinked a few times to make sure he wasn’t seeing things. “Did I just see what I think I saw?” He asked himself as he stared lingering for you to surface.

You surfaced on the far end of the hot spring with your back turned to Kakashi. You stood up and all you could see was the silhouette of your unclad body through the mist in the moonlight. “Kakashiiiii you coming in?” You beckoned to him.

“Is this really happening right now?” He asked himself. “This is just like one of the chapters in Make Out Paradise.��� His mind wondered as he played out the chapter in his head. He felt the heat rising on his skin and his pants started to get tight around his crotch. He went to go change and calm himself down. “Okay don’t get over excited, this might not even play out the way I want it to.” Kakashi quickly got undressed, draped a towel around his waist and came out to a vacant hot spring. “Huh? Now where did she go?” He stepped closer to look but you were nowhere to be found.

You peered out from the shadows and snuck up behind Kakashi. You completely caught him off guard and swiped his towel.

“Wh-what? (Y/N) what are you doi-"

You cut him off rolling your body to his back as you reached around gently stroking his member. “Shhhhhh I’ve seen the way you stare at me Kakashi…. I know you want me…. Well here’s a surprise.” You leaned in close to his ear your breathing was heavy. “I want you too Kakashi.”

As soon as those words left your lips Kakashi pounced on you like a feral animal. He pinned you to the ground and began grinding against you. “I want you so bad (Y/N).” He leaned in and kissed your neck, whines of pleasure fled your lips as he huddled his body closer to yours. “I’m going to rock your world.”

“Ah- ahhhhh Ka-Kakashi.” You moaned out as his length rubbed against your thigh, the excitement was soaring in your core. You jerked your hips making his member rub against your clit, earning a groan of delight from Kakashi.

“Wait can you take that stupid mask off?” You reached up to take it off and he didn’t stop you. You pulled it over his head, your jaw dropped as you gazed upon his gorgeous face with that cute little mole. “Kakashi you’re so handsome!” You blushed. “I’m keeping you all to myself. You’re mine!” You giggled.

“Mmmmm I like the sound of that (Y/N).” He leaned in and kissed you, you opened your mouth permitting his tongue entry.

Grabbing the back of his head you assaulted his lips biting, nibbling, sucking them. You broke the kiss and bit his neck, moaning as he grinded up against you.

“Eager aren’t we Kitten?” He cooed.

“Mmmmmhmmmm very much Kakashi.”

He leaned into your ear as he gently inserted his throbbing member. “Very well Kitten.”

You moaned out as he thrusted his hips. “Ohhhhh Ka-Kakashi.”

“That’s a good girl look how nicely you take my dick…. How well he fits inside you.” He cooed as he pounded you harder and harder. In and out in and out he went deeper with every push, your body wildly thrashing beneath him.

You fastened your legs around his abdomen as your back arched your walls clamped around him as you released your first orgasm.

“Mmmmm that’s a good girl cum for me, Kitten.” He cooed as he plunged deeper into you.

“Ohhhhhh Kakashi I-I love the way you’re fucking me right nowwww!” You wined as your body crashed against his.

“How much do you love it?” He asked as he gently choked you.

“I-I don’t ever want you to stop!” You wailed out as you gushed all over the two of you.

Kakashi pulled out and went down on you to lick up the juices. He attacked your clit with his tongue making you squirt again.

Your body quivered as the juices leaked out of you, rolling your head around his tongue was driving you bonkers. “K-Kakashiiiii!” You yelled out in pleasure as you felt another orgasm creeping up.

He plunged two fingers into your pulsing hole just as you climaxed. “That’s my sweet girl now, get on top.” He laid back, you took him by surprise as you went down on him. “Ohhhh K-Kitten.” He let out a low howl as you licked is length gently fondling his balls. His body twitched as you licked and sucked. “K-Kitten you’re driving me nuts right now…. I love the way your mouth feels on me…. Your tongue is a weapon of pleasure.”

You continued to please Kakashi as you took his entire length down your throat. You released yourself from his member and crawled your way up his body positioning your soaking entrance at his tip. “Ohhhhhh Kakashiiiii!” You wailed out as you came down on him with such force it echoed.

“That’s my good Kitten! You take my dick like a champion!” Kakashi grunted as he spread your cheeks to go deeper. He gripped your ass tighter as he pounded into you, your walls clenched around his member as you came again. “(Y/N) I’m going to cum.”

You looked at him with a serious face. “Then cum…. Give me your babies.” You whispered into his ear, that sent him over the edge and he let out a loud moan as he exploded inside you.

~End

[neonponders]

I have to be an adult today (whatever the hell that means) so this is short but I couldn’t help myself. Based on This Steve with This Billy post for the lovely @lovebillyhargrove 🌹 and @withoneheadlight 🌹

photographer!Steve and model!Billy - boyfriend shenanigans.

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Potentially Billy’s favorite thing about Steve - out of many characteristics - was how easily gob smacked he could be.

Billy knew what he looked like.

But still. Seeing Steve just kind of stare in wonder at him for a while never gets old.

He does it today, while Billy’s trying to pay attention to whatever his manager is saying. He can’t help but slide a smirk in Steve’s direction, though: the poor guy standing listlessly with one camera hanging around his neck, and another on a tall tripod next to him.

The manger notices and wraps up what he’s saying concisely. Billy understood his frustration. Billy and Steve working together had proven a 50/50 chance at making million dollar ad campaigns

Or

Just clumsy dates, really.

Billy had been Steve’s entrance into this business - a fact not lost on either of them since various managers and executives threatened reminded them of it whenever photoshoots fell through - but Billy’s second favorite thing about Steve was how he didn’t let that cause a rift between them. If anything, Steve asked for more jobs with Billy, even at the risk of being demoted to a photographer’s assistant or Billy’s personal assistant.

But it kept them together. It allowed Billy a reassurance on international flights that he’d have Steve available to climb into his first class seat whenever Billy’s fear of flying kicked in.

As much as the agencies loathed to admit it, Steve was like a walking insurance policy for one hot-headed Billy Hargrove. If a photographer said something wrong, treated the models rudely, or if he was merely having a bad day, Steve could step in, and Billy eye fucked his boyfriend for hours.

Other models requested Steve. Billy knew that was a big deal for his boyfriend and was proud of him. He could always find Steve on set, either by his brightly colored beanies, or the fluffy hair going without. That had helped Billy feel more at home in this business; he may have opened the door for Steve, but Steve furnished it with friends and loyal connections.

Today Steve yanked the head covering off, already hot under the lights. It was just Billy here, even though he raked a hand through his mane. Billy liked seeing the gleam on his hair. He also enjoyed Steve’s little self-esteem thing about needing his hair styled in the presence of models.

“Ready, pretty boy?”

Steve refocused and stepped behind the tripod. “Yeah. Whenever you are.”

Steve must’ve taken hundreds of photos just in the first half hour. He set it on a steady timer, and moved around the room, changing the lights to warm tones, and then less explosive on the brightness. Billy did his work, tilting himself appropriately to catch the fan’s breeze when Steve pointed it to blow his suit jacket open, or billow through his half-open, black dress shirt.

“Ten minute break,” Steve announced. He was good about breaks. Billy’s manager brought a chilled bottle of water and Steve went through the portfolio paperwork for the shoot. It wasn’t much of a break for him, as he moved the lights and furniture around, but Billy was ready for him.

He sat on the luxurious ottoman, already in his first stance when he peeked at the lack of camera noise. “Steve?”

His boyfriend stood with his shoulders a little contorted so he could examine something going on with the camera hanging from his neck. “Sorry. I...I need another minute.”

Billy relaxed as much as he could so the suit did not wrinkle or collapse in shape. Eventually, though, he noticed Steve crouching over one of his bags for his tools.

Oh boy.

Billy sauntered over, standing over him as he asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Can you hold this?” Steve answered instead. He blindly held the camera up, and Billy accepted, along with the explanation, “The lens is uneven and one of the pieces is askew.”

Billy silently thanked him for not wielding fancy terms at him, but upon a closer look at the device, it certainly wasn’t correct. A thin, middle section between the lens and the camera tilted wonkily. He breathed with a small amount of awe, “How did that happen?”

“I don’t know. I think it got bumped during the drive,” Steve sighed, holding a tiny screw driver as he stood up.

“Come here,” Billy nodded toward the set, and Steve came to sit on the floor while using the ottoman as a table. He removed his jacket and wiped his forehead, glancing at the lights before Billy pestered, “What’s the matter?”

“I have to expose the sensor. With the shudder, it’s fine, but with too much light, we might be stuck with the tripod.”

“Can’t we turn off some lights?”

“I need to be able to see. Maybe you could, um, just hold your hands over it? Or hold that umbrella for me?”

Billy detached the umbrella from one of the unused lights and sat on the ottoman, with the umbrella situated on his thighs. As the camera became more exposed, he added his hands for extra shade. Eventually Steve surprised him with, “Are you okay?”

“Hm? I’m fine. We do this all the time.”

“Wasting a lot of time, though,” he exhaled nervously.

“We’re going to Sydney on Friday. That’s locked in, so don’t worry about it.”

“I don’t think blowing one shoot is justified by the promise of another,” Steve managed to giggle. Then he tilted his face up and just...gazed at him. “You look really good.”

Billy smirked softly. “I know.���

Steve’s eyes rolled. “Forgot who I was working with here.”

Billy laughed and saw in his periphery people moving around, other cameras working. This job always had multiple cameras. Hair and makeup stylists capturing their work from afar. His and Steve’s managers locking in behind the scenes shots for Instagram. Another perk of their success: the fanfare material behind the cameras built as much revenue as the actual scheduled photoshoots.

As Steve unscrewed something, Billy saw and heard the clatter of it falling back into place. “That’s good, right?”

Steve sighed a relieved smile up at him. Billy felt ticklish warmth in his chest. “Yeah, that’s good. The screws are probably bent, but I can get new ones before Friday. It’ll work for now.”

Steve put the damn thing back together while Billy returned the umbrella, and resumed his posture on the ottoman. A couple of people manifested around him to touch up his raiment and make sure his shirt was open to cleavage perfection.

“Steve, come here.”

The stylists retreated as his photographer trotted up -

Billy yanked him down for a kiss. And just as quickly pushed him back up to standing. “Go to work, my time is precious.”

“Don’t be a dipshit,” Steve remarked, and pointed the camera right at Billy’s face to make the lights flash in revenge.

Come Friday, Billy showed him something on his phone: the Instagram account his manager operated. Much to both of their amusement and chagrin - because a long day taking pictures was more grueling than most people realized - was a picture behind the magazine editor’s shoulder while he worked at his computer.

The caption read: Impromptu cover. Sometimes candid is better.

The image was Steve on the floor and Billy on the ottoman, the two of them gazing at each other mid-conversation in the set’s warm lighting.

Steve chewed his fruit and yogurt slowly, processing in the airport vip lounge. His hair was in glorious disarray, and Billy’s not much better underneath his ball cap.

“That’s the cover?”

“Seems so.”

“Your manager’s going to steal my job with a phone camera - why am I on the cover?”

“The theme was Warm Encounters,” Billy reminded. “It’s not a secret that we’re together.”

“I’m not styled or anything - ”

“Your hair looks good.”

“I’m wearing the t-shirt I got in Hong Kong. It says BURBUSSY.”

Billy laughed and closed the app. He pushed his leg to rest alongside Steve’s. “Good thing you were turned around. We don’t know if Burberry has a sense of humor.”