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yunoysl · 4 years ago

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needy. (m)

Summary: You probably have the most annoying neighbor to exist. He’s always loud, making you always have to bang on his door to tell him to shut up. One question he asks is enough to have you in his bed.

Pairing: cocky neighbor + fuckboy!haechan x fem!reader

Word count: 1.6k

Warnings: slightly suggestive, blowjob, spitting in mouth (idk if there’s a name for it), unprotected sex, small size kink, breeding

feedback is greatly appreciated!

You hate your neighbor, so so much. It’s an everyday occurrence for him to be LOUD. And it’s an occurrence for you to bang at his door every day telling him to keep it down. Whether it’s plying his music loud, screaming at his computer when he’s playing overwatch, or playing with himself. That you’ve heard more times that you would think to think of. Or bringing girls over and having THEM be loud. It’s annoying.

“Haechan! Open your door!” You bang on his door, positive that you’re going to almost leave a hole.

“Hello lovely neighbor” your oh so lovely neighbor opened his door, a smirk on this painfully handsome face.

“This is the third day in a row. Can you please shut your little girlfriends up” you don’t see the judgement look that the girl he has inside his place gives you.

“Oh come on, being loud is the fun part” you know he’s teasing you

“You love to irritate me on purpose, don’t you?”

“It’s my superpower. And besides, it’s really fun seeing you all frustrated” he gives you his teasing smile that for some reason does things to you. And you hate yourself for it.

“Are you kidding me? Just please keep it down”

“But then you won’t visit me” The teasing smile leaves his face and is replaced with the cutest pout you’ve ever seen.

“You’re so annoying”

“Are you just mad because you’re horny and wanna fuck me?” That caught you so off guard. You can’t deny the fact that he’s really hot, and the way his thighs are hugged when he wears black skinny jea- no stop.

You don’t answer his question, “I’m leaving”

“Same time tomorrow?” He yells out right as you’re closing your door, ready and looking forward to not having to deal with him for the rest of the day.

“Are you just mad because you’re horny and wanna fuck me?”

Why is that question constantly in your brain. Yeah, you HAVE thought about what it would be like to be in the position of the girls that he invited over to fuck. But that’s it.

Yes, you have used your vibrator while picturing what it would be like to be fucked by your beautiful, tan skinned neighbor who looks like he was kissed by the sun.

You let out a deep, frustrated sigh, reaching over to your nightstand to use your little friend and relieve yourself.

Of course Haechan would never be quiet, as you’re currently banging on his door again.

He finally opens the door, wearing a pear of black basketball shorts this time, and hair a mess.

“If it isn’t my pretty baby” that is the grossest thing you’ve ever heard from him. But why is it making you fight the urge to smile like a school girl who just asked her crush out.

“I was waiting for you, sweet girl” you don’t know this, but Haechan’s heart was actually beating really fast saying that. He would never admit it, but at first he was loud on accident, not meaning to do it or cause anyone any annoyance, but with his cute neighbors constantly visiting him at his door, he started doing it on purpose just to see your pretty face that he pictures when he’s rearranging a random girls guts, wishing that it was you in their spot.

“H-Haechan....” curse you for stuttering. he wasn’t suppose to be aware that the nicknames he was giving you were affecting you.

“Why are you nervous, princess?” You glare at him. “What? Did you come because I was right”

“Right about what?” You’re very confused, not sure what he was talking about.

“That you want to fuck me” he leans against the door as he stares at you with a knowing glint in his eyes, almost like he knew that you have been wishing it was you he was fuckjng every day instead of someone else.

“That’s not why I’m here, Haechan” he takes a step close to you, his fingertips trailing on your arm and going up to your face, his thumb stopping at your bottom lip.

“Um-umm.....” you can’t let any words out, feeling slightly dizzy at his touch.

“Speechless baby?” His thumb pulls on your bottom lip, rubbing it back and forth.

“I-I.... I forgot I have to take out my trash” Haechan chucked as you scurried off, watching you almost trip on your own two feet.

“Mark, I can’t stand him! Why did you have to move in with Jeno and Renjun.” You’re currently FaceTiming with Mark, complain to him about Haechan, again.

“It was cheaper this way, and besides you know I can’t cook and Renjun is basically a chef, especially since he was bored in quarantine and got into cooking and baking”

“I hate him. I hate him, with a burning passion”

“You said that he’s hot, so might as well just fuck him” he drives his attention away from you to open a bag of chips, making you more angry.

“Are you on my side or his?!”

“Yours, but let’s be honest babe, you desperately need dick. And if he’s always bringing girls and being loud then obviously he’s good at it” you rub your face, tired because Mark is indeed, not wrong.

“Hi Y/N” Jeno’s voice takes you out of your frustration. You love Jeno, he’s a cutie and a sweetheart — always there to make you feel better when you’re feeling down. His presence just bring you happiness, like a cute little puppy.

“Hi Jeno” Jeno definitely made you forget about your frustration with Haechan.

“What are you guys talking about” Jeno asks Mark as he took some of the chips he was eating.

“Talking about how Y/N should fuck her hot neighbor”

“Oh, you definitely should”

“Not you too Jeno”

“I’m just saying. We’re rooting for you to get that good dick”

“I hate all of you. I could easily replace you both”

“We’d like to see you try to find other people as amazing as us” you would obviously never replace the annoying dorks you call friends, but it doesn’t hurt to threaten them with it a little bit.

“I’m ending this, I’ll call you again later”

“Bye whore” you hang up and sigh. you should definitely try getting new friends.

You swear this time you’re going to actually murder Haechan.

You’re barely about to lift your fist to his door when he opens it, slightly startling you, “Come inside” he doesn’t even wait for you to come inside, leaving you to close his door yourself.

He has a really nice place. It’s very brightly lit and the white furniture makes it look classy.

“You know, you’re really pretty” out of anything Haechan we’re to talk about with you, him complimenting you is not what you expected.

“Uhh.. thanks”

“I bet you would look prettier underneath me though” and there’s the Haechan you’re familiar with.

“Okay I’ll fuck you” you swear his eyes almost literally popped out of his head.

“Wait, really?” the happiness in his voice doesn’t go unnoticed by you.

“Yeah. I would like to see if all the noises your girlfriends make is because you’re actually good or they’ve only familiar with bad dick and that’s what they like” he’s quick to carry you bridal style to what you’re positive is his bedroom. He throws you on the bed after shutting his door with his foot.

“What do you wanna do first?” He’s in the middle of making out with you, your salivas mixing together.

“Can I suck you?”

“Oh... umm... sure.” You notice that he’s slightly flustered, acting like this is his first time ever doing anything sexual. He’s quick to unbutton his jeans and slide them off his legs, along with his underwear.

Once he’s bare underneath, he tilts your chin, giving you a quick kiss before placing his tip on your bottom lip. He runs his cock in your mouth slowly. You’re quick to pick up your face, eager to have all of him in your mouth. Your jaw burns from the stretch around him.

He pulls you off his cock to bring his head down to your lips, spitting in your mouth before placing his cock in your mouth again.

“Your mouth is so good” Your head bobs up and down rapidly, his cock reaching the back of your throat after finally getting used to his side. Your head bobs up and down as Haechan’s moans escape his lips, sounding like heaven to your ears. He pulls you off his cock again, making you whine since you weren’t done yet.

He smirks at you, “another time baby. I need to be inside you right now.”

He pushes you down on the bed and climbs on top of you, rubbing his cock over your pussy before shoving it in, bottoming out inside of you. Your head spins faster as he fills you up.

“You’re so warm” he teases in your ear, your mind not caring at all and instead being focused on the please you’re receiving. The sound of skin slapping quickly fills the room. Your eyes fluttering shut as your legs shake.

“You’re so pretty, baby” Haechan hisses as you continuously clench around him. Your mind is foggy, Haechan and his cock being the only thing you’re able to focus on. His grunts spill from his mouth as he quickens his face.

He pounds into you mercilessly, fingers clenching your hips tightly. “Will you come for me?” One last thrust is what has you coming undone, your climax washing over you.

You’re whining and gasping loudly, Haechan groaning in your ear as he cums, filling you to the brim. You cry out loudly as his cum shoots inside you. He pulls out of you once he’s finished, cleaning both of you up before tucking your bodies into bed, both of you welcoming a deep slumber.

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mrs-hollandstan · 4 years ago

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More Than Perfect || Sam Holland

Warnings: mentions of nudity, mentions of childbirth and the complications afterwards, self-doubt, language?, babiessss, Sam just being a supportive cutie

Word Count: 1,720

Author’s Note: Hopefully you guys enjoy a little bit of dad!Sam. Lemme know :) Also, huge credit to @/marsbudge on Instagram for the picture on the right. She’s amazing in expressing her beauty and is the whole reason I created this piece. Moms/ women in general are fucking superheroes.

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There was nothing like having a baby. You were told that once you had a little one, your life would change and you would never understand the absolute love you have for this tiny human you'd made. When you and Sam got pregnant with your daughter, he was infatuated with your naked body. The tummy and the thick thighs and the ever growing breasts. Not that you yourself particularly minded being nude around your fiancè or just in general, especially when it just so happened that in the worst weeks of your pregnancy you'd be in the middle of summer.

When your belly popped towards the bottom, blossoming up the further you got in your pregnancy, Sam lost his mind. He loved the bump and when his hands wandered, it's often where they ended up. More than anything, Sam appreciated the changes your body went through, especially the stretch marks around your thighs, hips, and belly. The boy was obsessed. That's why his Instagram blew up with pictures of your belly, pictures from the baby shower, of the nursery, of her closet, her name board above the crib, and eventually her when she arrived in the beginning of August.

Virginia Elizabeth was what you named her and Sam, just as much as when she was in your belly, was obsessed with her. She was constantly in his arms and he admired each one of her little features on the daily, dressing her, feeding her (if you couldn't of course), changing her, rocking her to sleep. He was an all around great father.

Especially because of the pain and exhaustion he inevitably and guiltily felt he inflicted on you. Your bump remained for a few weeks, but what it left, Sam saw, made you slightly depressed. Your feet were still swollen, your breasts were huge but your belly was starting to sag, and the bleeding was ridiculous. You slept most of the time because of the constant milk production and late nights, but Sam didn't mind taking Virginia out into the living room and kitchen, especially if his brothers were over to see their baby girl.

However, after about a month you'd gotten somewhat used to being a mom and feeding her late at night with Sam right there at your side, giddy smile on his face the entire time at the look of his girls. He loved introducing you as his girls and going to see family and friends with your bubbly little girl in his arms. But something that seemed to remain after all of it was the nudity in your house.

Sam found that most times he came to find you napping, you were nude beneath the blanket. Not that he minded. Easy access to the skin of your back and belly and thighs. He actually loved the sight and hoped that when he went back to culinary school and eventually went to work as a chef in one of your local restaurants, you'd still be like that, something to look forward to when he climbed into bed with you.

With a day off from work but not from school, Sam was off in the afternoon and back before the sun started to set, walking up the stoop with a smile on his face. Even a few hours spent away from his girls was torturous. Shouldering the door open, he drops his bag just inside, kicking his shoes off just beside it,

"Babe?" He calls. There's no reply, a frown covering Sam's face as he walks towards the nursery. He pauses in the doorway of your bedroom when he sees you, smiling to himself. You stand just before your bed, nude with your little girl, only clad in a diaper, in your arms. Your eyes are closed as you sway from side to side, the little one whimpering softly. Walking into the room, Sam stands with his hands on his hips,

"Look at you two." He says softly. You open your eyes slowly, glancing at him. His smile is so wide you don't know how it fits on his face. He takes a deep, breathless like breath, looking you over, "You two are so perfect." He mumbles before he walks forward again, coming to stand behind you. His hands rest over your hips, lips pressed to your temple,

"You smell like biscuits." You murmur softly, not faltering in the swaying, even as you lean back against his chest. He chuckles softly,

"Orange cardamom biscuits. They'd go good with your tea, I'll have to make them sometime for you." He explains softly. You nod, lips pressing against Virginia's cheek. Her little face is turned up towards the ceiling, mouth hanging open as she fights sleep. You sigh,

"I uhh, I took a shower, put her in that little bouncy thing just outside the shower and she got fussy cause it was hot in the bathroom. So I took her out of her onesie and was holding her and I just... her skin on mine felt amazing. Like yours does. And I miss her. I miss..." Sam can see the tears in your eyes now, "I miss my baby bump and being in the hospital smelling that newborn smell and all that." You tell him. He nods,

"Its the postpartum peach. You know it'll pass and you'll have so much fun with her when she's older. Plus... the older she gets, the closer we are to havin another one. More of that newborn smell." He reasons. The look you throw him over your shoulder makes him swallow,

"Alright... yeah, still traumatized from her birth, got it but... you don't have to be so upset. She's still little and perfect... both my girls are, and for the next... what, year, that won't change. She'll get nice and chunky and when she changes, we'll so be ready for it. She'll get giggly and fun and you'll love it. I know you will babe." He reassures. You nod,

"I know I just can't help it. It feels like someone else is controlling my life, my emotions. I'm sorry."

"You don't have to apologize Y/N. Your body, your mind are going through a lot of changes. You're maturing and all that. I'm not upset about it. The crying, from you or her doesn't bother me. At least there's some need for me." He half jokes. You smile, looking down at your baby girl. He sighs,

"I'm really likin this naked thing with you though." He mutters, kissing your shoulder as he molds your hips in his hands. You hum,

"Sometimes I'm just too lazy to get dressed, other times it's just too hot." You reason. Sam nods,

"I like it."

"Oh yeah?" He nods when you glance up at him, "Maybe you should join the party then. I wanna stare at her and she likes daddy's chest." He doesn't even need you to finish the before he's stripping from the grease and oil stained shirt and pants, leaving them in a pile on the floor as you sit at the edge of the bed. You scoot to your side, letting Sam lay down before you before you lay Virginia over his chest. He mumbles incoherently down at her, kissing the top of her head as he strokes down her back. He purrs which makes her whimper, the motion further lulling her to sleep. He glances over at you when you prop your head up on your hand,

"You're a great father Sam. You've always been an awkward little bean but... when it comes to V, you do amazing." He chuckles softly,

"Thanks Y/N/N. You two... mean the world." He admits, rubbing up and down your baby's back softly. You sigh, brushing his unruly curls aside,

"I'm just glad that I don't have to cook. The food you make is excellent and you like doing it and baby loves it too." He laughs again,

"And that's all that matters is making you both happy." He murmurs. There's a silence that permeates between you for a moment before you stand, finding the thin robe you wear all the time if it genuinely is too hot to wear anything else,

"What was this... thing you were saying about orange cardamom biscuits?" You ask with a cock of your eyebrow. He smiles wide, tip of his tongue caught between his teeth,

"I'm starting to think ALL you use me for is food."

"I feed your little girl from my own body like eight times a day. The LEAST you could do is make bomb fucking food Holland." He hums after a moment, eyes averted from yours and to the little girl laid across his chest. He glances back up,

"Can we just... have a little longer of this moment? Just a pretty little family before I'm whisked away to slave over a stove." He jokes. After a moment of staring at each other, you sigh, trying to fight your smile before you near the bed again, sitting at his side,

"Fine Samuel. But only because you're pretty." You lean in to kiss his nose, kissing your baby girl's head just below his chin, "And you too little miss. I just hope you at least get something from me for all the pain and suffering I went through getting you here." Sam reaches up to tuck hair behind your ear,

"You're a great mumma already. I have no doubt that she'll be witty and perfectly perfect. With a mum like you she'll always know she can never disappoint us with whatever decision or life choice she makes. You'll make sure of it and that's what matters. Raising a decent fucking human being." He says with such passion in his eyes you think you'll faint. You stare at him for another moment before sighing,

"I love you more than anything on this earth Samuel Holland. Our little family is just perfect right now." You tell him. Leaning up to kiss you, he sighs,

"Love my girls in all of their beautiful nudity. Love skin to skin." He murmurs. You lay your head against his shoulder, watching your girl sleep. Of course pregnancy and motherhood was difficult, but your fiancè made it so much better and your baby girl was everything and more for the both of you.

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svnaslove · 4 years ago

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cuddles. II

Genre: fluff !! and chaos 😔 !!

Characters: Kishoshita, Narita, Kageyama, Hinata, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi

warnings: uhm.. yams’ part is a lil suggestive 😳

#7 | Hisashi Kinoshita | 木下

kinoshita !!

chile let me take a moment to breathe because he’s so underrated but idk how because this man is so pretty !! and kind !! and respectful !!

im about to bark

n e ways

he’s a lil insecure bub🥺

since he sits alot i feel like that did a little something to his confidence :((

but it also made him more aware of his surroundings and he’s very very supportive !!

when you first said you wanted to cuddle he was like

“😳 y-you wanna cuddle?”

kinda scared to at first because he doesn’t know what to do lsjfdls

so you guys started small like just leaning on each other, then laying on each others laps and then full on cuddle sessions <3

he’s so fcking cute !!

if your hair’s long, he ties it up while you’re cuddling so it doesn’t get in the way for you 🥺

if anything he’s trying to make sure you have a good time when cuddling more then himself

#8 | Kazuhito Narita | 成田

cutie !!

again, another v underrated boi, imma cri real quick

he’s literally the cutest ever

he was the first to initiate cuddles and it was so cuteee

he went in to give you a hug while you were standing in the kitchen and he was just like “i miss you :(”

he was touch-starved😭

but then he just...

didn’t let go DSFJLKDS

“kazu, baby, do you want to cuddle?”

HIS EYES LIT UP, HE GOT SO EXCITED

but then he got bashful,,, “if you want to....then i want to too... “

“dummy, i saw how excited you got, let’s go cuddle”

literally happy boi, just trailing after you to the bed to cuddle :))

holds u so tight >.<

but a comfy tight :)

#9 | Tobio Kageyama |影山

my heart goes out to kageyama this absolute baby😭

he’s so awkward because he doesn’t know how to initiate anything and the only thing he’s ever thought about is volleyball

it’s to the point where he has this weird feeling that he just wants to hold you but he doesn’t know how to ask ??

and sometimes he doesn’t know what it is either so he’ll be like, “damn, maybe if i drink some milk, this odd feeling will go away”

spoiler alert: the milk does not help 💔

heart 💔 been broke 📉 so many times ⏰ i don’t know 🤔 what to believe 💯 mama 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 said 🗣 it’s my fault 😢 it’s my fault 🤦🏻‍♀️i wear my heart ❤️ on my sleeve 💪

so one day you guys are just late night watching tv together and you’re both under the blanket and he’s like “damn, here’s that weird feeling again”

and he just

stares

he just stares at you because he doesn’t know how to ask because he’s scared to feel embarrassed

you feel him looking and you just turn to him like

“😳 hello?”

literally this pretty ass boy is just staring at you and you’re freaking out and he has no self realization and you’re just there, mad blushing

he gets all blushy too and looks away

SLKDFJLSDJF

“im sorry :(”

then he can’t take it anymore

he stares again 😭

“ 😳 tobio, do you need something?”

“c-can we cuddle?”

THIS CUTIE SLDKFJSDLKF

and you’re like oH, THAT’S WHY HE WAS STARING AT ME LIKE THAT

“yeah, come here”

you hold out your arms and he just goes to your arms

you’ll be laying on your back and he’s laying on your stomach

and you’ll just play with his hair and hum and he just feels so relaxed and he just takes in your scent and gets smiley sometimes

and now every time he just stares at you, you know that he wants to cuddle, its just a non-verbal agreement now fldsjsljf

bonus:

this position of cuddling with him was the first time he told you that he loved you 🥺

you were just the only person that could keep him grounded, and when he’s like that with you he just feels so at peace and he just realized out of nowhere that he fell in love with you 🥺

#10 | Hinata Shoyou | 日向

🥺 🥺 🥺 !!!

so baby !!

he can’t stop smiling when you guys are about to cuddle

like his cheeks are hurting !! and he’s still like :DD

like nishinoya, he would tickle you too but it wouldn’t go as far as a tickle fight, just a little something to get you to giggle

squeals “you’re so cuteeee” ALOT

he will squish your cheeks

honestly, at this point, you guys’ cuddles are more like both of you just laying next to each other really close face to face, some limbs intertwined and just squishing each others cheeks, tickling here and there and just tracing each others features

literally about to cry, the puppy love energy is astronomical 😭

count each others beauty marks, i just feel like that is def something that would happen one day lfkjs

silly faces !!

he compliments you all the time like “you’re so prettyy 🥺” but when you compliment him he’s like

“wait🤚 😳 , u talking about me?? 😳” will blush so hard he will blackout

he’ll have to hide his face into like the crook of your neck because he’s all blushy

#11 | Kei Tsukishima | 月島

i hate him with so much love

does that make sense

yes, it does.

will tease the HELL out of you when you show that you want to cuddle

gets all smug too😤

but tbh he just does that because he just gets wayyy too excited and his hearts all chaos

it’s his coping mechanism for being a simp 🤡

so he’ll just play with you

“oh? you wanna cuddle? hmm, i don’t know, ask me again in 5 minutes”

MF I SWEAR I WILL CLIMB U

also he gets way into that “hmmm” as if he’s thinking really hard about it SDLKJFSDLK

then you get all pouty and leave and he’s like

“IM JUST KIDDING JESUS WHERE ARE YOU GOING”

he let his simp side show 😔 r.i.p. ur pride tsukki

and you’re shocked, like where tf did tsukki go?? this ain’t him fkjsd

so you mess with him too

“oh? so you wanna cuddle with me now? hmm, i don’t know, you were kinda mean to me earlier, maybe i’ll just ask tadashi or something.”

you’re literally reaching for your car keys and walking out of your apartment and he just

*SWOOP*

this tree ass mf swooped you out of the floor over his shoulder earning a loud and embarrassing yelp from you and just carries you to bed

“you’re not going anywhere, don’t be an idiot”

puts you on top of the bed and just lays on top of you to keep you from moving anywhere

“KEI THIS IS NOT COMFORTABLE I CAN’T BREATHE”

“then stop being weird saying you’re going to cuddle other people and cuddle me already dumbass”

gets off and you guys lay comfortably together

“i hate you kei” ~in a playful manner ofc <3

“i know” *gives you a kiss on your forehead* 🥺

#12 | Tadashi Yamaguchi | 山口

i will violently *🥺* for yamaguchi any day, everyday

i love him so much he’s just so 🥺 🥺 !!

ok !!

so cuddling with yamaguchi is the softest experience any human could ever go through

he so soft ???

he’s so sweet ???

he’s so cute ???

he’s so respectful ???

im in love.

will always be asking if somethings okay, if you’re alright, if you’re comfy, if he’s doing anything wrong

but it’s never in an overbearing way, it’s more in a reassuring way !

he was def awkward the first time but he just got more comfy with you over time

but that doesn’t mean he still doesn’t get all blushy and a lil nervous on where to put his hands because he does

he just wants to know if you’re okay, he doesn’t want to accidently make you uncomfortable

but uhm....

one day...

you two were cuddling

and everything was going good, everything was just fine

in fact, he didn’t even need to ask if you were okay or comfy etc,, because he just knows what you like now and he can tell from your body language

but uhm...

you were cuddling, you were the little spoon and he was the big spoon

and you just wanted to get closer

so you nuzzled back into him

and he just

froze.

“tadashi? what’s wrong?”

“uhhhh.....”

literally his face is so red

and then...

u felt it.

you tense up too and you’re face is starting to get red and you’re like

“uhh.....is ....that...?”

yamaguchi looks like he’s about to cry lsdfkjs

“IM SORRY, I CAN’T CONTROL IT, YOU JSUT FJSDKL YOU BACKED INTO ME AND IT JSUT DID IT IM SORRY”

literally already standing up ready to run out of there

but then 😳

you just grab his wrist n you’re like

“let me help”

his v*rgin brain just short circuits like $(*#$)(#@*#*)$(@#*$)(@#$*

R.I.P. Yamaguchi Tadashi 2020

damn we already lost daichi and now we lost yams too 😔🕊️ fly high

TOBE FLYYYY HIIIIGHHHH ASE TOTHIDONARIDADE

HIKARU SUBASEYO IMA ZENBU ZENBU FLYYYYYYYY

*raw guitar riffs going WIIUM WIIUM WAUUM WAUUM WIIUM*

Part I: Daichi, Sugawara, Asahi, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Ennoshita

Part II: Kinoshita, Narita, Kageyama, Hinata, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi

Part III: Kiyoko, Yachi, Ukai Keishin, Takeda

Part IV: Saeko Tanaka, Akiteru Tsukishima, Shimada, Takinoue

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sugar-petals · 4 years ago

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Baekhyun Doms You: Ending Up Laughing

↳⎡NOTE.⎦thought this’d be an interesting concept & a different side to smut: what if you try things out and it’s both not your thing? w/ a humorous twist and subby bf moments sprinkled in 😄

♡ words. 4k

+ tags ⚠️ pwp hc, bondage, throatfucking, graphic, cum play, unsafe/clumsy practice: do not recreate, degradation, biting, masochist bbh, domme!reader switches unsuccessfully, whips, hair-pulling

imagine that. a wide-eyed baekhyun pacing and tiptoeing in front of your toy shelf, trying to pick a riding crop he fancies. it takes five minutes and several ‘uhh, ohh’ confused puppy noises until he’s able to decide which one he’s taking.

...literally even if he knows exactly which one does what. you’ve used all of them on him.

meanwhile, you take three seconds flat to pull out one that fits your mood and proceed to edge the living shit out of him. yes, without literal further ado. teasing his dick and marking his thighs and doing all kinds of delicious things.

he’s still going back and forth in his head without having even started out. cutely tapping and swaying from one foot to the other.

it’s like he’s back to school. priceless.

what’s even more hilarious: baekhyun practices random mean facial expressions while trying to decide. he doesn’t seem to be sure what character he’s going for. it feels like he’s rehearsing for a concert or photoshoot, even. absolutely fascinating to watch.

i mean he’s absolutely photogenic no doubt about that but

you’re sitting on the bed waiting naked like okay is this gonna be william shakespeare deluxe or what is kyoong channelling over there

“um... i think i got it! this one, okay? i’m ready!”

finally he walks over, strutting with his nose in the air and his eyes glaring, muscles tense, a mysterious bad boy charm about him, whip ready to sting, lips tight and punitive...

....and hits his pinky toe on the bed

oh the pain

great master baekhyun flops headfirst into the sheets processing the existential cruelty of bedpost pinewood and needs head pats to recover

lots of head pats

at least twenty of them

so many head pats

more time passes until kyoong is back in character i guess

you probably could have listened to exo’s whole discography in the meantime

and knitted a rug for taemin’s new flat

anyway

baekhyun tries to act very confidently finally getting into it

adopting a sharp ‘hmph’ kind of tone

endlessly teasing your back and thighs with the riding crop

so far so good sir pinky toe

but he just goes on and on

you could actually crochet a pair of socks for chen’s daughter now that you think about it

it’s you who has to tell him to get to the point and it’s clear he’s more nervous than he pretends to show

to be fair he’s not the only one

you try to get yourself mentally ready but you find yourself giving him actual orders and even correcting his stance five times cuz he’s so wobbly on the mattress like a pupper indeed

baekhyun mumbles to himself and has a hard time fully implementing the advice on posture but tries to aim well regardless. it seems to work at first

but tragically

he ends up with a miss, hitting his own thigh rather than your ass and moans out loud

now you’re the one confused because you were waiting for the whip to come down

but nope it went elsewhere did it

you wonder how he managed to do all that furious fencing in the obsession mv with an aim like that

looks like he’s so submissive, he straight up whips himself

taking matters into his own hands is he. subs these days.

baekhyun keeps on being wobbly on the bed and looks like he ran a marathon already

may i remind you that this guy does 3-hour long concerts and can practice throughout an entire night

... you both agree to immediately scratch that completely after his next flailing strike sends the riding crop flying into his unsuspecting, non-consenting plushie collection

animal cruelty

moving on

you figure that a change of location might be a good idea

baekhyun sits you down on a chair and bashfully stores away the yeeted whip

he vows to never use a riding crop again already and his teddy bears are thankful for it

now the whole plushie village and whole china knows how you don’t do it

next up is rope

what could possibly go wrong

he practiced wrist bondage on his own ankles for five days straight, you really prepared a lot of things to test out together today

and he’s seen you tie him up over and over and over

but whatever it is that he manages to install on your arms

looks like a piece of very experimental modern art that just sold for half a million at sotheby’s

what’s supposed to be a column tie is nothing but a mere... ball

chaotic like baekhyun’s personality. not surprising at all

wait that rhymed

anyhow

even alexander the great couldn’t have cut this gordian knot of a tangly masterpiece

ironically: while baekhyun’s roughly grabbing your chin for an intense kiss... the rope casually falls apart harder than the soviet union in 1991 my loves, you ain’t ready

baekhyun takes ages to notice while he’s teasing and kissing you and ends up sweating bullets when he realizes that the sublime art fell to pieces.

sorry comrade

the fantasy knots and artistic freedom increases even more when it comes to putting a collar and leash on you

and his guy is supposed to be a dog owner? mongryong, instruct your man

baekhyun is a flustered mess trying to fasten it on you even if he tries very hard to be concentrated

maybe it’s because you’re watching him with literal hawk eyes checking every move (...hoping he learned something from you oh my). you’re not really melting into your role either, huh. the only thing melting is your pussy because baekhyun is acting so embarrassed which is the actual turn-on

if that doesn’t give you away

the leash comes off in two minutes time after baekhyun miraculously ties his own hands together with it

how the fuck did that happen

how do you even manage to do that

eager are we

after whipping his own thigh, self-domination 2.0 i guess

so whipping and bondage are off the programme

this has been the most chaotic and hazardous attempt at topping in the history of sm entertainment

and they’re literally called s and m

...humiliation is next

when you planned your session you both figured hey he’s tested and tried by exo’s lively debate culture and he might be able to pull that off

and there are no props involved so he’ll have an easy time right

life is an illusion

you find out he can’t pronounce degrading names clearly because he keeps on stuttering them. which in return makes baekhyun crack up.

carrying on the joke, you correct him every time.

“i want you to repeat after me: stupid, slutty, bitch.”

it ends up as you doing what you always do

teaching and training him while baekhyun either shyly or brattily obliges. you don’t even notice how you’re doing it but from the outside, it’s blatantly obvious.

because your brain is still feeling in domme mode, you also find yourself saying the usual things to him without thinking, even when he grabs you and gives orders. “now bend over! i’m gonna fuck your brains out.” — “okay, cutie!”

which causes baekhyun’s mean face to collapse and he snap out of his command tone immediately, snorting because it’s the last thing he expected

he tries to carry on by punishing you with an actual mouth gag and a harness he can hold onto while fucking you from behind, i mean your pussy is already wet why not

guess what’s gonna ensue

wearing a harness feels kind of strange and new so you wiggle back and forth and all over the place. like what is this, what’s happening. baekhyun’s dick is going into all kinds of directions my friends, the amusement park carousel surely inspired this fucking style right here.

and wearing a gag — there’s a way different person who needs to have this in his chatty mouth.

kai and kyungsoo’s dream would come true and yet you’re the one gagged

something ain’t right

if you’re honest. you’re feeling so weird being on the other end of punishment tonight and not being able to give him any directions. your dom brain is worrying he’s all left to his own devices trying to drive that confused dick home left and right and above and below and diagonal and crosswise.

the fuck

your poor guts my god

what’s worse: his stamina is gonna sneak up behind him and tap on his shoulder like... bro that’s enough pounding for a whole month please spare these balls from deflating please do not break this device

to which your pussy agrees in unison

how are you gonna love your bub day in day out if you’re that sore

there’s nothing more frustrating than being sore and horny with byun baekhyun at your disposal

or a knocked out boyfriend trying to generate at least a sprinkle of semen after getting completely emptied in one go

probably sleeping for three days straight

alright so the harness and gag come off fast oh dear baekhyun clears those away in a heartbeat

that’s another point off the list

the more you know

carousel cringe dicking down type of dominance... bizarre, disorderly, totally erratic, not on the agenda, worst rated on bing

comrade baekhyun keeps on apologizing for making things so messy even if he tries and tries

you’re both so puzzled because you’re used to something so different and need a water chugging pause

baekhyun hasn’t sweated this hard since doing the MAMA choreography

and your pussy has never had to provide this much lubrication at once

where on earth is both of your usual stamina what happened

if a type of sex exhausts you fast and even baekhyun’s balls are suddenly moody you just know you’re wired in the opposite way

safe to say you’re better at giving and baekhyun is better at taking

leave the multidirectional powerfucking to kai or something

and being orderly to xiumin

another rug could have been knitted my friends

moving on dot org

so, you both figure to take it easier and try to go with something he usually does in passing. you know, turning a typical baekhyun habit into something you can try out casually in bed so he can tease you.

that one should work out right?

proceed: teeth action. you seated, him positioning himself above you. after your approval baekhyun pulls your hair back to expose your neck — so he can deliciously bite into it (or so was the plan).

reality: his hand gets tangled up completely.

while he’s busy nibbling and giggling about like a lil’ bunny chomping at a carrot that turns out to be extremely ticklish herself.

in fact, you start squeaking out a wonky high pitch, startling baekhyun’s fine musical ear to the bone by the obvious atonality. did she just try to outsing my vocal range with a creaking whistle note?

mariah carey would cancel you on twitter over this one

that’s how you turn a vicious, possessive bite into an eternal meme

every time either of you go for a neck kiss, you end up imitating each other. baekhyun has immortalized himself as a nervous chomping bunny and you as the vocalist anti-christ

lord have mercy

you miss your old sex life already and it’s only been two hours

cause you see... if baekhyun gives you the chance to bite him? he needs a set of long sleeves, scarves, and an extra soft pillow to sit down on for the next two days

like, no mercy bitch

you get right down to business and ravage him and do it properly until he cums in his pants

sure, the way he uses his tongue now is definitely kinda hot mind you

baekhyun is always good with his singing equipment that doesn’t suddenly change aye

and you keep your eyes closed

but with time you notice that he starts drooling and whimpering. baekhyun’s wet mouth is out there betraying him, huh.

same with your body. your reactions give you away, body language just won’t lie. you have a damn hard time staying still. you wanna do something, you wanna touch and guide baekhyun all over.

and vice versa baekhyun keeps on glitching and doing the same thing he really became a living tumblr gif now

this whole session is just so confusing and laced with all these moments of awkwardness it’s really telling you something about yourself and mister pinky toe’s ideal dynamic

baekhyun can’t even get himself to even lightly slap you properly. and when he does, his delicate hands are just so cute. it’s as if legolas came along, scented in jasmine, elegant and fabulous like it’s a l’oreal commercial

he immediately looks concerned after he manages to do it cleanly and you admit it wasn’t really that exciting a feeling yourself. it felt more like, “um ouch, and?”

needless to say, you’re weirded out if anything, baekhyun smacking and dragging you around as a cold-as-ice dom is just a strange thing to do for both of you

like even exo’s wolf era fashion was more coherent than this carrot fuckery

and those were some of the most intense turtlenecks ever

is there really nothing dominant baekhyun can pull off. come on he’s the genius idol

actually

there’s something that does work out for once

because no rule without exceptions indeed

because hey, you can learn something anyway, it’s the whole point of you going through a list of things to try as a couple

baekhyun is good at doing the more hardcore, faster kind of fingering. who would have thought, totally surprising, revolutionary i know. but that’s where you’re both agreeing hey, there’s some untapped potential you can use for the steamier evenings you have going.

cuz wow, he can get you off with flying colors.

...only to succumb to a malfunctioning bobohu wrist

even baekhyun’s boner for your legs in latex isn’t that stiff

it’s another pause until his hand loosens up again

this poor man just can’t win

and if you’re asking oi hard domming isn’t the only thing you can do

baekhyun trying to summon his inner soft dom: surprise, same old tale. here we go again.

your boyfriend thinks he generally looks way too puppy-like to be your big ole buff daddy taking care of you. oversized sweater, fluffy hair and all.

you say to him well, it’s not that doms can’t wear casual things. but it’s true that you have to feel your role and find yourself believable. regardless of your looks, in fact.

unless your partner really enjoys you dressing up as some kind of dominant hyper-archetype? looking the part is relatively unimportant if you’re absolutely made for dominance you say

pretty eye-opening moment for him

in your roleplay, he caresses and kisses you to the point, he can approach and lead you to do this or that position, don’t be mistaken. and he’s good at making presents, he’s indulging you perfectly well and actually likes doing it. but... it still ends up being more vanilla than not a few hours in. the d/s is out the door almost automatically the longer you do it.

at the end, it leaves you with a feeling of “but err, what now? give the maid outfit to charity?”

baekhyun rubs his neck in search for something else to do, both of you staring at each other with expressions blanker than kyungsoo when a prancing chanyeol is acting up.

how did the quote go again. if you scramble for inspiration, let it be?

it’s exactly that situation when baekhyun soft doms. he can hold you tight and do his thing for a while, but the chemistry of your roles is dwindling into a question mark.

in fact. there’s an uneasy silence as if great mother suho was sitting right beside you critiquing baekhyun’s sugar daddy skills

baekhyun is rich like a motherfucker and can’t even call you ‘my innocent lil’ baby girl’ without looking like he just learned a first grade tonguetwister by heart

you did play your parts with less cracking up, but you clearly tell him that there’s still something strangely clueless and “ah, awkward” (baekhyun’s verdict in response, verbatim) in between the two of you.

when you take care of baekhyun and tuck him in, you hardly run out of ideas. it just goes on and on. even when you played through an entire scene, you both come up with things to extend the scenario because it’s so much fun. you make him a hot chocolate, massage his feet, brush his hair, do some extra light bondage with a silk ribbon around his ankles to make him feel pretty, feed him pizza, have him cuddle up in your lap, pinch his ass, and do some rimming if he’s feeling a bit hornier.

the spoiling is nice at the start, but there’s something missing. you want to lead his hands and really treat him, and do it all the time, and baekhyun really finds himself craving it as well.

baekhyun soft domming quickly turns into — well just normal loving makeouts and gestures. you kiss and touch, there’s nothing hierarchical about it, nothing mega juicy or exciting.

you just don’t get into the groove, you know. there’s nothing particular happening if you try to get into those roles. it doesn’t titillate both of you for an extended period of time, it doesn’t make you curious for more. it’s like... shrug. what about it.

when you usually dominate, you know something hits home when you think about it all day. baekhyun screaming and crying with his legs twitching pops up whenever you close your freaking eyes goddamn.

you make a note to observe whether you’re going about your daily business thinking about how you could be his innocent good girl. following his every whim, making big eyes at him or something.

result: more shaky, ruined baekhyun moaning his soul out in the highest of notes and leaking cum everywhere from getting choked and his face sat on.

daddy baekhyun has simply not crossed your mind. in fact, poor guy no chance to fit in there from the get-go. his particularly whorish, extra subby counterpart is all over your brain cells with his tongue out. and you’re very tempted to grab it between your thumb and index and spit in his mouth for some very good measure. maybe cum in it as well.

um. so there’s that. the more you know.

baekhyun figures as much himself and you try the other side of the equation. oh, oh. here comes hard dom baekhyun.

who gets you on your knees and starts a wild deepthroat session while calling you names. that’s all well and good... nope. your gag reflex decides to yeet some weird coughing facial expressions and reflex cock bites at poor baekhyun who doesn’t know what’s happening. to finish him off completely, you sneeze while having a hiccup and his dick slips out.

... you both safeword at the same time.

that cleanup has scarred you both for life. what the everloving fuck. no more impulse throatfucking in this pure christian household, then.

you’ll stick to lazy, twirling, indulgent blowjobs and the usual ruined orgasms for him — the actually planned ones, jesus christ.

like seriously. you invented a whole new language with those confused gargling noises and that wasn’t french, it was advanced level klingon. baekhyun repeats asking if you’re okay and you’re still stuck realizing oh hell, that was not pretty. off the bucket list, you like sucking him off but this style just doesn’t come natural to you.

the popsicles you could train yourself with are usually gone from the freezer within a day after getting the groceries. baekhyun is wholeheartedly addicted to them.

he loves cheating on his diet since you told him his fully cheeks are your emotional support squish and kiss pillows, so.

baekhyun rightfully insists he’s better at eating pussy the wild way in the first place — and that you have no business choking on his dick like you’re on hot ones eating the world’s spiciest whatever is trending now.

or actually... baekhyun’s dick can’t be compared to a chili pepper if we’re doing a choking analogy alright. that just doesn’t fit his promotion concept. cinnamon stick is more like it.

ever saw one of these terrible cinnamon spoon videos where reckless people try to defeat god by— anyway, you’ve seen them. that’s how you looked like trying to get your mouth fucked. i think god would actually be defeated by how far away from divine elegance that was and you’re so sorry for subjecting baekhyun to this artless display.

cinnamon is still best used in small doses. say, for garnishing a creamy cake or pie y’know.

anyway. you dished up the most butchered attempt at sexy gagging in history and so, baekhyun will preach for days how he’s the one chosen by fate to push down seven big fat inches of your strap still half asleep without even blinking.

... and that his world-class operatic breath control would probably enable him to bury his face in your pussy on mount everest. baekhyun knows that every domme would sell her soul to get a sub as skilled with breathing as him.

...and that he has the official copyright for giving quality slobbery oral with quality smudged tears. as he will demonstrate to you almost daily from then on. king of messy head and going stupid with the tongue acrobatics. ugh, the noises are amazing, too. give him a grammy for his oral sounds.

gotta leave the heavy-duty work to the experts innit.

at dinner, he also poutingly brags how he can make his spit run out of his nose while he’s sucking himself through your entire dildo collection. and blow spit bubbles. and snort his own semen off his thighs and let it drop off his tongue if he’s in a particularly slutty mood. or a creampie. jeez, baekhyun, the wolf of wallstreet is strong in him. you literally have to stop him from showing off because “hey boy, i already know! i’ve seen it last week bro it was good!”

needless to say he’s talking in essays all day because he wants things go back to normal and he doesn’t have to ask twice.

for real, your candy man with the cinnamon stick has been suffering from the love bites and has to retire his cock for two days from the bruising.

mind you. the pain he can deal with. that ain’t the problem. by all means, man. he’s a fucking masochist.

it’s actually more like... submissive you has deactivated his boner and he can’t help it. it’s not you that makes him limp, it’s more like, the klingon choking and the ton of mishaps that just don’t sit right.

baekhyun feels bad about not doing well enough to make both of you have a good time as well which is lowkey heartbreaking. you have to cheer him up with ‘now repeat after me: stupid, slutty bitch’ jokes to make him chuckle at least a bit.

cuz you gotta understand, baekhyun is very ambitious to develop his talents in all areas of life. if there’s a skill he gets stuck with and he can’t work with his potential, that’s so unusual to him.

and you say man, imagine if you were some kind of uber-talented dom. that’d still not make me sneeze any less.

if you dominate him, it feels easy to do. nothing can really ruin the mood, not even when the lube runs out (baekhyun drools enough to make anything slippery okay).

except maybe when xiumin rings on landline because he left his favorite fluffy sweater in the subway and needs to vent about it. my god that’s such a tear-jerking story i’m close to sobbing. this shit could kill literally any boner.

or when your hand cramps up after shoving your fingers down his throat and in his ass for like half an hour which should be ranked first as the saddest anime betrayal of all time but it’s justifiable and you had a lot of fun beforehand.

in other words. only the things outside of your control tend to mess with your femdom business. in and of itself, nothing can kill your vibe except a dying battery obviously.

whereas you trying submission oddly spoils the atmosphere from the inside out and provides a free cringe compilation. like without even doing much, it happens automatically.

baekhyun relishes in dramatically recounting how you both looked like true clowns attempting a rendition of overexpensive, extra tangly contemporary art bondage. hell, not even employed clowns, completely retired ones, struggling to regain their tightrope tricks from summer 1912 when harry houdini was still hot shit in town.

you say oh god, that wasn’t even worth a retired clown’s skillset, clowns work damn hard man. you’d be hardpressed to find any circus artist capable of cracking a whip onto themselves baekhyun-style and moaning out loud because it was this good. seriously. that was one for the books.

if baekhyun tried to set foot in some willy-nilly maledom porn, he’d be capable of firing himself on the first day.

at the end, you just have a good laugh, man. you agree — hey, this ain’t it, but it’s good to know at least. tried and tested, been there, done that. self-whipping and carrot-nibbling and blowjob hiccups.

if you’re both so hopeless and living up to the challenge managed to upset poor mariah carey instead of giving you a hot and steamy time, you very well know where you belong. that’s a good feeling. assuring and a confidence boost for your skills. it makes up for all the clumsiness actually.

exactly because the try-out part was an entire disaster, domming baekhyun will be even more fun, you can’t see it becoming anywhere near boring. it never really was, but now you know where your strong suits are even more so. and — what to avoid, anyway.

no more unsafe practice and teddy whipping under this roof my friend

and something to incorporate more often which is baekhyun unleashing his very creative, pianoesque fingering skills on you.

you have lots of anecdotes to rile each other up as well. or, at least, tease another a bit. your high note was too legendary not to be remembered.

baekhyun will use all of these things against you in a positive way if you get what i mean. he’ll say how you being so strangely vocal made him realize just how commanding and compelling your sexy time voice is when you tell him how to kneel, how to kiss, how to revere.

and you teasing him how clumsy a dom he is makes baekhyun more self-assured in his subbing abilities. he knows for a fact you’ve not once roasted him about how well he can use his pretty mouth. cuz it’s the real deal. sloppy, skilled, and eager to please. he’s damn right about that.

hitting his toes has ruined baekhyun’s whole career as a dom and he was mad at first but he did realize that beside the clumsiness, subbing just suits him well as a principle

your experience gives you even more anticipation for all the sex you will have in the future.

you already knew what you both liked. you know it even more now, it’s underlined, it’s a big relieved yes. no more cringey “daddy, daddy, choke me please!” worship. time to make his day and sit on baekhyun’s perfect face to fuck the shit out of it.

or you know, actually land a whip on his juicy boyfriend thighs and listen to those heavenly loud reactions in a dead-on pitch (he usually moans in C minor).

long story short and cinnamon sticks aside. it’s even more fun now. you just love your cute subby boy just as he is. he doesn’t have to try to be anything else or step up his game. he’s so ideal just doing what he does like a real angel.

more subby stuff: m.list + ao3

↳⎡FINAL NOTE⎦i love writing crack lmao i hope you were rolling on the floor like i did 😂 write me your favorite part in the comments so we can laugh again and buy me a ko-fi if you wanna 👍

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cannosoup · 3 years ago

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Hello! What's your favorite pony out of the Mane 6 and what's your favorite pony that's not in the Mane 6, also what's your favorite episode and what's your favorite 2 part episode.

I like my little pony and I will rant to my friends about how it's a great show and has good morals and is nice to the point that if I say my little pony they will just sigh bc I do it a lot.

I like the cutie mark switch episode :]

oh my gosh you like mlp too? dude thats so cool

uhh favourite mane 6 pony is twilight sparkle, but my other favourites are starlight glimmer, sunset shimmer and discord :-)

forgotten the names of my favourite episodes, but i like the one with starlight glimmer's creepy ass town, the wedding one, and also the cutie mark switch one as well :]

i'm also quite a fan of the mlpeg movies, especially rainbow rocks, specifically because the soundtrack is banger

#ive forgotten a lot of the episodes because i havent done a full rewatch in 5 ish years but im tempted to soonish haha

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robert-de-niro-only-fans · 4 years ago

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Day in the Office

Robert De Niro x Assistant!Reader

No offense, I wanted to make the assistant imagine into a fic 😌✨

TW: jobs/working, a little NSFW, implied smut

Word Count: 1.4k

You've been working for Robert for a few weeks now. Naturally, you were very nervous to start working for him. You had worked for other celebrities before, but no one as famous as him. He was incredibly quiet, almost shy, when you were first introduced. You find yourself still surprised by how sweet and soft-spoken he is.

"(Y/N)?" You hear Robert call from the next room. You're at his home this morning, where he was in his office with Martin Scorsese looking over a screenplay Marty has been working on.

You pop into the door frame, "Can I help you, sir?"

"Yes, hun, what time is that meeting with that exec? Mr. uhh..."

"Chapman?"

"Chapman, yes!" he says shooting a look at Marty, "I keep forgetting this guy's name."

"Well, maybe that says more about him than it does about you, Bobby," Marty says with his classic chuckle.

Robert raises his eyebrows and shrugs; his eyes travel back to you.

"Your meeting is at 1pm," you tell him with a smile, glancing back and forth between him and the clipboard in your arms.

He checks his watch and asks, "Could you call and make it 1:30? Marty and I wanna go to lunch."

"Yes, sir," you turn to return to your workspace and make that phone call.

"So you give your assistants pet names now?" Marty gives Robert a smug look.

"What are you talking about?" Robert asks, turning his attention back to the writing on his desk.

"Hun..." Marty's eyebrows raise as he mocks his friend.

"Well, she says she doesn't mind it."

"You wouldn't say it if you didn't have some interest in her," Marty points out. There's a bit of a pause before he continues, "You finally get an assistant who can keep up, and you're gonna ruin it."

• • •

On the car ride over to the restaurant, you get a little while alone with Robert, as Marty has his driver take him separately.

"So, was the movie you were looking at any good?" you attempt to make a little conversation with Robert.

"Yeah, I think Marty's come up with something good this time."

"You think you'll be in it?"

"I don't know, maybe," he says as if he isn't always Marty's first choice, "the right crew always falls into place."

You give him a small smile, while he shifts in his seat. He hesitates for a second, before putting an arm around your shoulders.

His voice lowered, he almost whispers, "Is this okay, sweetie?"

You let out a breathy laugh, "Yes, sir, it's okay." One of your hands moves from your lap to gently stroke his thigh just above his knee.

"You know, you don't have to call me sir when I'm clearly trying to flirt with you... unless it wasn't that clear."

"Oh, no, sir, it was clear. Sorry, habit."

His laugh comes out as a low hum close to your ear. His free hand finds yours, and he whispers in your ear, "Oh, well, please don't break your habit on my behalf. Besides, it's not *that* bad having a beautiful girl like you calling me sir."

"Sounds to me like you're backtracking, and that you actually like it," you were only half joking. You know it's completely inappropriate to be flirting with your boss like this, but he's completely irresistible, especially after all the times he's put his hand on the small of your back during work and all the pet names he's called you.

He pulls you closer to him and presses a series of soft kisses to your neck. Your grip on his hand tightens as shivers travel down your spine. His teeth meet your skin, giving you a light nibble before he pulls away from you entirely.

Only then did you realize the car had stopped and you were at the restaurant.

Marty and Robert invited you to sit with them, although you mostly stayed out of the conversation. Lunch went by casually, thank God, because you certainly didn't feel casual on the inside.

The rest of Robert's day consisted of a few meetings. Naturally, there was lot of flirting in the car in between meetings that consisted of hand holding, his arms around you, your legs stretched across his lap at one point.

During meetings, you would sit in whatever office off to the side of Robert, taking notes and keeping and important papers he might hand you. Sometimes he would write notes down on post-its for you to keep in your folder for him, but today his notes were a little different:

"Hey cutie ♡︎"

"You look good with your legs crossed"

"We should go on a date, mark that in the calendar for this Friday"

"The budget isn't gonna allow for the amount of money I want to spend on you"

"Beautiful ♥︎"

"I like your outfit"

"It would look better on my bedroom floor though ;)"

It was very hard to keep a straight face each time he handed you a note, some of them bringing a nice pink blush to your cheeks.

In the car on the way back to his home, you stretched your legs across his lap again warning him to "stay far away" from you.

"You know what you did!" You cross your arms and pretend to be mad at him.

"Oh, am I in trouble?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Yes."

"Am I in trouble because you didn't like it, or because you liked it a lot?" He raised his eyebrows again, but in a pleading way.

You give each other a knowing look, and he opens his hand for yours. Still faking your anger, you reluctantly put your hand in his, and you ride home like that.

At Robert's house, you head into the side office to file away all the papers from today's meetings. You put the sticky notes away in your bag, deciding it would probably be bad if someone else saw them.

Suddenly you hear Robert from behind you, "You done for the day?" He has a bit of a sad look on his face.

"Yes, sir, I just got everything put away," you turn around leaning back against your desk.

Robert walks over to you slowly before placing his hands on the desk on either side of you, effectively pinning you to the spot. "I hope you'll consider staying a little longer even though I don't have any more work for you," his face only a few inches from yours as you look up at him. You appreciate the way he's a bit larger than you, taller, muscles filling out a wider torso and shoulders.

You reach out putting one hand on his waist and the other on his chest, "It'll cost you."

"I can pay you to stay a little longer."

"Not money."

"Oh, well-" he's cut off by your lips meeting his. After a second, he relaxes into your kiss, moving his lips against yours and wrapping his arms around you. His hands roam your back and your hair as he begins kissing anywhere his lips can get access to: your lips, cheek, neck, ear, and collarbone.

A moan escapes your lips, and he leans you back on your desk, continuing his actions. You make a bit of a whining noise and he pulls away a bit.

"Everything okay, baby?" A genuine look of concern crosses his face; he was worried he had rushed you.

You prop yourself up on your elbows on the desk, "I, uhh... I just don't know if I can do this with my boss." You give a small laugh, always trying to be light-hearted.

His mouth pulls into a smile and he kisses you lightly. "Well then, you're fired. Effective immediately."

You smile in return, knowing that he's joking, "Yes, sir, I understand."

And with that, his lips crash back into yours. You knew calling him sir would likely have an effect on him. He wraps your legs around his waist, scoops you up off the desk, and carries you up the stairs to his room.

#this is a bit spicier 🔥🌶️ than my usual fics #i hope you don't mind #robert de niro #fanfic #robert de niro x reader

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leafs-lover · 4 years ago

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Because Two People Got Drunk: 16

Series Masterlist

A/N: Bold is text messages, italics are flashbacks.

Summary: You and Fred try to navigate your first Christmas since you moved out, but it has an impact on your other relationships.

Warnings: Smut, very light bdsm, swearing, NSFW

Word Count: 5850

Chapter 16

F: Hey, what are your plans for Christmas?

Y/N: Uh, I hadn’t thought about it too much

Y/N: What about you?

F: Well I was thinking that we both want to spend time with him for it. So want to come to my place?

F: The three of us can spend it together

Y/N: Yeah that sounds like a great idea! We’ll need a tree though

F: You and you’re Christmas trees…

F: I get back after Saturday’s game and have Sunday off, want to get one then?

Y/N: Yup, sounds perfect! :)

Just as you finish texting Fred your phone vibrates, you see Connor’s name across the screen when you answer.

“Hello?”

“Hey, so I was wondering if you wanted to grab dinner this weekend?” he asks.

“Fred’s out of town so I have Oliver Friday and Saturday” you reply.

“Okay, what about Sunday?”

You pause unsure how to respond knowing this could be awkward. “Fred and I are taking Oliver out to get a Christmas Tree.”

“I haven’t seen you much” he wines. He wasn’t wrong after Thanksgiving you had only seen him once. Fred had been gone for most of the time with road games. You didn’t want to use Christie a lot, since you knew that when he was at home Fred relied on her while at hockey. It made it dating Connor difficult, but you had only been going out for about a month.

“I know, but it’s the holidays. We’re just trying to navigate being co-parents. We both want to be around for these occasions. We want him to have as many of these moments with both of us.”

“It’s kind of hard having a relationship when I don’t get to see you” he grumbles.

“I know things will be better. We just want Oliver to be able to do things with both of us around. We want to try and have as good of a relationship as possible so he doesn’t always have to have two of every event. It might be harder as he gets older, but for now we are trying out best.”

“Yeah that makes sense” he says. “Wait why are you going with Fred to get a tree?”

“Umm” you pause. You thought telling him about Sunday was going to be hard; this is going to be even worse. “We are uhh, we’re spending Christmas together. The three of us.”

“Oh well that will be fun. I have to go” he says. Before you can respond he hangs up the phone.

December 11, 2022

Fred arrives at your place at 7:30am; you barely get the door open before you hear little feet stumbling over to the door “dadda” Oliver babbles. Fred bends down to scoop him up “Oh I missed you big guy” he says kissing him on the cheek.

“Sorry for showing up so early, I just missed this cutie” he explains shutting the door behind him.

You walk through the living room picking up some of the toys your son has managed to scatter that morning “no need to apologize, we missed you.” You say walking to the kitchen to get some coffee.

“We?” Fred questions raising an eyebrow at you.

You pour coffee into two mugs “what?” you ask.

“You said we missed you” he explains picking up the coffee mug.

A blush comes across your face “Oh, I…um –“you stumble through your words, unsure how to respond. You didn’t even realize you had said it.

“You’re cute when your flustered” he takes a small sip of his coffee and you look away, still unsure how to respond. “Don’t worry I missed you too (Y/N/N).”

You bring the coffee mug up to your face trying to hide the fact that your face is bright red, still not making eye contact. You can see him from the corner of your eye and he doesn’t even try to hide the large smirk that forms across his face. “I’m going to get ready” you quickly say before experiencing any more embarrassment.

You shower and get dressed in a pair of white jeans, you pair it with a pink knit sweater, paired with pink knee high suede boots and a grey toque. “Ready?” you question walking out the living room.

As Fred pulls his SUV out of the parking garage, Connor’s name pops on the screen of your phone. You stare at it for a second before sending it to voicemail. “You can answer that” Fred says.

“No, I don’t want to deal with him right now” Fred stares at you, confusion on his face. “He isn’t overly thrilled about me spending the day with you. Or those days at thanksgiving. Or about me being here for Christmas.”

“Oh I’m sorry” Fred says lightly, but you don’t think he is being 100% genuine.

“It’s okay; I honestly don’t know how I feel about him. I think he is more invested than me. I mean I could have used Christie to watch him if I wanted to see him more than once in the past 2 weeks, but I chose not to. This is hard to balance” you explain. “But I’m sure I don’t need to explain this to you. You are probably used to dealing with this with Danielle.”

“We stopped seeing each other a couple weeks ago” Fred says while stopped at a red light, his gaze doesn’t leave the road ahead.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I guess it’s even harder for you. Being on the road while having a baby under 1 can’t be easy for a relationship.” You know that Fred never introduced her to Oliver, but he spent most of the time he wasn’t at the rink with Oliver. Because he always spent time away from Oliver while on the road, he wanted to spend as much time he was home with him. That wouldn’t have left much time for dating.

“That’s not why” he trails off lightly as he sits at the light. He runs a hand on the back of his neck “She stopped in a couple days after Thanksgiving. We had one home game, and then left right after for another road trip. She wanted to surprise me with lunch since I only had limited time at home. I didn’t know she was coming and wasn’t wearing a shirt, and she uh saw some of the…um marks you left on me.” His voice trails off at the end.

Your eyes go wide as your face goes bright red “oh my god. I never meant, or wanted-”

You are cut off by Fred’s hand coming to touch your leg. “Don’t worry, I don’t think it was going anywhere. It had been almost 4 months and I hadn’t introduced her to Ollie, but I honestly didn’t know if I ever would be ready. She just wasn’t it for me.”

He keeps his hand on your thigh until you arrive at the farm. You walk around the farm in search of the perfect tree, Oliver strapped into his sled. It makes it easier since there is snow on the ground, and you don’t have to carry Oliver the entire time.

“Not big enough” Fred says to every tree you point out.

“I feel like no tree is going to be good enough” you joke.

“I just want Christmas to be perfect” he responds.

“And the size of a Christmas tree is correlated to a perfect Christmas.”

“See, now you get it” he playfully nudges you. “You know for the one demanding a real tree the past two years, you have low standards of it” he jokes.

You scoff at him “my standards are not low” Fred chuckles as you continue walking through the farm. “I just think maybe your standards for a Christmas tree are a little high. An 8ft tree will be large enough” you say.

“Yes, but I have 10ft ceilings, so it has to be a 9ft tree” he says causing you to roll your eyes.

You wander away down a different row of trees, when you hear Fred calling for you. You walk towards him, but you hide behind a tree making a snowball. You throw it at Fred hitting him square in the chest, you immediately take off running. Fred’s large legs quickly catches up to you, he wraps an arm around you as he playfully tackles you to the ground. You squirm in a playful attempt to push him off you but he pins both your hands above your head with one of his.

“Not so tough now eh” he teases using his other hand to tickle you. You both start laughing, him still pinning you to the ground. When you both finally stop laughing you stare up into his soft brown eyes.

Fred stares down at you, looking deeply into your eyes. He places a soft but hesitant kiss on your lips. He pulls away and looks you in the eyes, whispering “du er så smuk” before leaning back in and kissing you again. You open your mouth allowing him in when you hear Oliver cry forcing you to pull apart and get up.

You resume your tree search before Fred finally stops in front of one “hey what about this one? It’s a fir like you want, looks nice and fluffy no bare spots.”

Oliver claps his hands behind you “well I think he approves” you laugh “do you think it’s too big though?”

“Nonsense” he responds finding an employee to come help get the tree. They strap it to the top of his SUV before you all head home. You make a batch of hot chocolate as Fred gets the tree in the stand. A few hours later you begin decorating the tree. Fred gets all the lights and star on as you hold Oliver and help him hang a few decorations before he loses interest. You set him down as he wanders over to his toys as Rudolph comes on the TV drawing Oliver’s attention.

“I guess this isn’t exciting enough for him” you joke, you pull out the hand and footprint ornaments you made the previous year “oh my. Look at these” you say holding them up for Fred. He walks over and looks at them “he was so little.”

“He’s growing up too fast” you whine as tears begin to fill your eyes. Fred pulls you into his chest as you wrap your arms around him “soon he’ll be dating, and driving and going off to college.”

Fred laughs “we still have a lot of time until then. No need to worry about that min kære.”

”Really? Because he was a little a year ago. Wasn’t walking or talking, now he is.”

Fred kisses the top of your head ”well just have to enjoy every minute along the way.”

December 25, 2022

You wake up before Fred and Oliver; 7:18 is shown on the clock. You make the bed in the guest room and head into the kitchen to make coffee, you are on your way to bring him coffee in bed when you hear Oliver stirring in his crib. You walk in to his room and scoop him up bringing him with you.

You walk into Fred’s room and see him laying on his back with no shirt covering his toned chest. The duvet hangs low revealing his treasure line, one of his large legs is also exposed indicating he got hot last night. His hair is slightly messy, hanging over his eyes, you can hear his slow and steady breathing. You place Oliver on Fred’s chest causing his eyes to flutter open. You sit on the side of the bed saying ”Merry Christmas Daddy” while setting his coffee on his side table..

”You can’t call me that” he groans groggily.

“Oh is it weird?” you question.

“No the opposite” he says sitting up grabbing his mug while pulling Oliver up with him. “It makes me want to rip your clothes off and tie you to this bed. Makes me want to do things I can’t do and shouldn’t even be thinking about doing with my son around.” You take a gulp, as Fred looks at you from the corner of his eye, smirking. He places a hand high on your thigh, his pinky brushing against your folds.

“Never wanted Ollie’s naptime so badly” you say somewhat joking as you feel wetness pooling with every stroke. Fred laughs pulling you to lie down beside him; you rest a hand on his stomach. You can feel the curves of his abs under your fingers, breathing in his scent. His hand gently strokes your arm as Oliver sits on his chest babbling away “this is nice” Fred whispers, you nod in agreement watching your son. Oliver crawls off and moves to get off the bed; you jump to help him so he doesn’t fall off, before he runs down the hall.

“And like that it’s over” he jokes as you both get out of bed to follow him down the hall. After opening presents Oliver sits on the floor, more fascinated with the wrapping paper and gift bags than the actual presents. “Should have just got him a bunch of empty boxes” Fred says laughing before he heads over to clean up the mess.

Your phone rings, Connors name appearing on the screen. You answer as you walk down the hall to the guest room.

“Merry Christmas” you cheer.

“Hey, Merry Christmas. How was your morning?”

“It was good, little guy was spoiled has all these new toys and only wants to play with the boxes.” You laugh.

“Yeah that sounds about right. How has it been staying with Fred?” You can hear the bitterness in his voice, he wasn’t overly thrilled about you staying there, and there have been a couple conversations about it since you told him of the plans. He argued since you lived so close you could go home at night, which was true it’s only a few blocks away. But this was easier, and you didn’t have to worry about bad weather, and could have some drinks if you wanted.

“Oh they are good; we have a good relationship so it makes this pretty easy.”

“Does he have a comfortable couch? You’re spending enough time there would hate for you to hurt your back” he questions.

Subtle you think, aware he is asking where you are sleeping. “He has 3 bedrooms, so I’m in the spare room. Bed is pretty comfortable.”

“When will you be back at your place?”

“Um the 27th. But it’s a busy couple days after that. Fred has a road game and will be back late on the 29th. His time with Oliver should start the 30th but he has a game that night. His nanny is still out of town for the holidays, so I’m going to bring him to the game and then leave him with Fred for a couple days” you ramble. “What about you? When do you get back?”

“On the 31st, that’s why I was calling. There is a new year’s party, was wondering if you wanted to come with me?”

“Yeah Fred will have him then so I can come” you respond.

“Awesome, I booked a hotel room a while ago.”

“A hotel room?” you question. While you have been seeing him for over 2 months you aren’t comfortable introducing him to Oliver yet. You guys haven’t had much time together due to Fred’s schedule. You are also planning on leaving in 5 months when your maternity leave ends so you have been taking it really slow, you don’t want to lead him on. You don’t want there to be any false expectations so you are taking things slow.

“Yeah Ubers and Taxis are impossible to get on New Year’s Eve so I figured a hotel would be easier.”

“Yeah, makes sense” you respond.

“Okay I’ll text you the details. I got to go my grandparents just got here so I got to go” he says.

You hang up and walk out to Fred who playing with Oliver and his new mini sticks. “Everything okay” Fred says as you come and sit on the couch.

“Yeah it was Carlee wishing me a Merry Christmas” you lie. You watch as he sits on the floor rolling a tennis ball to Oliver who is trying to hit it back with his stick. You continue to watch the boys and take a few pictures and videos of them.

“Let’s get a family photo” Fred says tapping your hand. “You made us wear these ridiculous matching pyjamas” you laugh at that “might as well get a picture of them.”

You bought a set of red and black plaid pyjama pants, with grey long sleeved tops that say “Merry Christmas” and have reindeer antlers for you and Fred. You bought Oliver a matching onesie. Originally you weren’t sure if you were going to bring them out, and how Fred would feel about wearing them. Typically families and couples wear them, but when you saw them online you were a couple glasses of wine in and thought they were super cute, you forgot about them until the package arrived.

When you were unpacking your bag Fred walked in the room to ask you a question and saw them.

“What is that?” you hear Fred ask laughing behind you.

You turn around from the closet and follow his eyes to the matching pyjama sets he is holding up.

“Uh a couple weeks ago I got a little drunk and saw these online and decided to buy them.”

“So if you accidentally bought them, why did you bring them? Or were you drunk when you packed too?” he asks still smiling at them.

“I don’t know, guess I thought they were really cute or something.” If you’re being honest you don’t know why you brought them with you.

“You want to wear them?” he asks.

A small smile comes across your face “thought it might be nice on Christmas” you say scratching your head looking at him.

He rolls his eyes before grabbing his pair “you’re the worst” he jokes and walks away.

You smile at him, before leaning down to kiss him on the cheek. You scoop up Oliver and move to the tree when Fred joins you. He pulls his phone out and you take a few pictures together. You continue your day with him, having a nice family dinner together.

“He is out cold” Fred says returning from putting him to bed sitting on the couch. “He had a busy day”

“It was a good day” you say.

“Yeah it was nice. Good time with the three of us.”

You look at him “yeah it was” you say smiling. Fred puts a movie on, and the two cuddle on the couch. You wake up later to Fred laying you down in your bed, placing a soft kiss on your forehead. You moan lightly as Freddie pulls the duvet up over you whispering “good night.”

December 30, 2022

“So you spent like 4 days at his place and you didn’t bone once?” Carlee asks.

“No we didn’t, adults can hang out and not have sex.”

“Yeah but you slept with him at Thanksgiving”

“That was birthday sex” you reply.

“Okay but what about the tree farm, you guys kissed then. It all just seems domestic.”

“It’s not domestic. I don’t know what it is. Maybe a convenience thing. I mean I’m with Connor.”

“You haven’t fucked him yet, and a few months ago you had feelings for Fred. Did those go away?”

“Yeah they did.”

“Really?” she questions not believing you. “Then why haven’t you slept with Connor? Why did Danielle break up with him?” you sit there quietly, trying to formulate a response but Carlee continues. “You both have feelings for each other, just get together already.”

“You’re unbelievable” you groan.

“He wore the pyjamas (Y/N/N). He didn’t want to wear them and he did. Only reason a man does that is because his girlfriend makes him do it. You aren’t his girlfriend, so why did he do it?”

“I have to go” you groan out “got to get ready for the game tonight.”

You dress Oliver in his Andersen jersey, while you wear a nameless Penguins jersey. They end up winning 4-1 against the Flyers, but you spent most of the time thinking about Carlee’s words. Why did he wear the pyjamas? But if he had feelings wouldn’t he have made a move while you stayed over.

During the game Oliver fell asleep during the third period while you were holding him. You tried to put him in his stroller but he almost woke up so you decided to hold him. Now the game is over and you are standing in the hallway waiting for Fred with a sleeping child in your arms.

Fred walks over in his grey suit, his hair wet from his shower. He wipes Oliver’s hair from his forehead before kissing him. He scoops him from your arms and you get a vague whiff of his cologne and body wash.

“I don’t have my car seat in my car, can you bring him to my place.”

You agree as Fred buckles Oliver in your car seat. You pull in to garage beside him and help him carry everything up to his condo. While Fred puts Oliver in his crib, you take your coat off and go use his bathroom. Fred see’s your back as you walk into the kitchen.

“This is nice” he says walking up behind you playing with the hem “would be a lot better if there was a name on the back though.”

“Oh yeah?” you question turning around to face him. “I don’t think there are any Penguin players who have done anything to deserve me wearing their name” you say quirking an eyebrow. Fred stares at you for a minute “is that so?” he asks, his mouth inches from your ear.

“Mhm” you say innocently.

“Father of your first born” he growls sucking lightly on your neck. “That isn’t enough for my name back there?”

“Obviously not” you say tilting your neck to expose more skin to him.

“Really?” he growls attaching his mouth to your sweet spot. He reaches down to tap the back of your thighs signalling for you to jump up. You wrap your hands around his neck and legs around his waist as a big smile comes across his face. He carries you down the hall to his bedroom, you attach your mouth to his neck biting him gently.

He gently lays you on your back and begins kissing your neck. He slides a calloused hand up your jersey and cups your breast. He leans down locking you in a deep passionate kiss while massaging your breast. He pulls your jersey and tank top off, his mouth kissing your chest. He curses as he sees you in your light pink bra with small bows where the straps connect to the cup.

You push to sit up and push his suit jacket off his shoulders, Fred steps back to remove his tie and slowly unbutton his dress shirt not breaking eye contact. You stare at his body, breathing in every curve in his muscles. Fred removes his pants, leaving him in just his boxers.

You sit on your knees and run a hand over his chest and down his abs, your mouth watering. Your finger hooks in the elastic of his boxers and you pull him to you. You lick up his abs before sucking on them; he brings a hand around to unclasp your bra.

His hand drops to your breast massaging it lightly as you begin to palm him over his boxers. A guttural groan leaves his mouth as he pushes you on your back, his eyes trailing down your body. He crawls over you his mouth attaches to your breast sucking on your nipple as your hands scratch down his biceps. He slides his hand down to unbutton your pants, sliding his fingers inside your underwear.

He thrusts a finger inside of you as your back arches. He keeps his mouth on your nipple as he continues to thrust his finger inside you, sliding a second inside. He pulls his fingers out, then pulls your jeans and underwear down your legs and off your ankles leaving you completely exposed.

He kisses a trail up the inside of your thighs, his beard tickling you. He skips the area where you want him, where you need him. Continuing his trail up your stomach and chest before stopping at your mouth. He brings you in for a sloppy hasty kiss as his fingers slide back inside you.

“Fuck” you moan into a kiss, Fred pulls back sucking on your bottom lip. His two fingers set a slow steady pace as your back arches. He keeps his slow pace; he curls his fingers inside hitting your sweet spot. Light kisses are placed on your collar bone, his fingers curling inside you but not increasing their pace. Even though every time he hits your sweet spot, you know it will take a while to reach your climax at this pace.

“More” you groan out as Fred moves his mouth to your breasts sucking and biting. He is leaving marks on your chest as he slips a third finger inside of you. Your hands reach to his back scratching his neck and down his back.

“You like this baby?” he asks as you moan in response.

“This what you wanted?” he ask his lips inches from your ear. You feel your high approaching, you open your mouth but nothing comes out.

“Words Kære” he says, he keeps moving his fingers but has slowed the pace. But with three of his large fingers your body is stretched, and he is hitting the spot deep inside you with every slow thrust. Even at this slow pace, the three fingers will have you falling over the edge, but even still you manage to groan out “yes Fred, this is what I need.”

He smirks and begins thrusting faster, the increased pace brings your high to the edge. Fred senses your high is approaching as he sucks hard on your nipple. His thumb presses circles on your clit, a few more thrusts has you tumbling over the edge, you clench around his fingers, and he continues to pump inside of you.

When you finish he slowly pulls his fingers from you, and removes his boxers. He reaches into the side table to grab a condom, pulling out a box and tilts it nothing coming out “feels familiar” you joke.

“Guess I forgot to buy some, haven’t needed them for a bit” he explains returning over you to kiss you before continuing “I can run out and get some” he sighs.

“I’m on birth control” you explain pushing him over so he is on his back.

“Been down this road before” Fred laughs.

“No I am. I got an IUD put in after I delivered Ollie” Fred looks up at you waiting for more information. “You obviously were too busy staring at your son to notice. It’s a device a doctor inserted into my uterus. It’s good for up to 5 years and only stops working if I see a doctor to get it removed. It eliminates human error, so it’s the most effective method out there.”

You know this peaked his attention so you grind your hips over him, pressing down on his bulge. “Besides, do you really want to go out like this?” you tease.

Fred stares up at you “okay, but what about your boy toy? You guys always use one?”

“He isn’t my boy toy” you laugh. “And we…we um…we haven’t slept together yet.”

A devilish grin comes across his face “oh yeah?” He sits up with you in his lap pulling you down on his hard member. You moan out and begin to set a slow pace, he bites and suck your chest, marking you as your head falls back.

He thrusts up into you, pulling you down fully onto him. “What’s wrong with him?” he asks pushing into you.

“Nothing” you groan rising up and dropping back onto him.

“Two months and no sex?” he says rolling you onto your back “something must be.”

Your legs wrap around his back as he thrusts in you setting a steady pace, your hands gripping the hair on the nape of his neck. “Otherwise you would have by now.”

You groan out as Fred brings a hand to your throat, pressing your airway, partially choking you. He applies pressure to your throat as he pushes fully in to you. “Worried he can’t make you feel this good?” he asks pushing hard inside you, drawing a loud moan from your lips.

He has set a fast pace, you gasping for air throughout it. Your orgasm is approaching as you feel Fred start to become sloppy. You bring a hand down from Fred’s back to rub your clit “worried he can’t do this to you babe?”

He continues to thrust hard into you, bottoming out each time. You moan loudly “only I get these sounds from you” he growls through his erratic thrusts, eyes dark with lust. You press harder into you clit, Fred’s hand still pressing on your throat.

Finally your high comes over you; you grip the back of his neck as Fred continues pumping inside you. As you orgasm ends, you feel Fred’s dick twitch and he pushes inside spilling deep in you.

He collapses on you, still inside. “So does that deserve my name on your jersey?”

You laugh lightly, running your hands through his hair. You have never seen Fred like this before; he almost seemed jealous, possessive of you. You lay there thinking through everything Fred said; was it the heat of the moment?

You feel Fred’s heart rate slow, as he pulls out and shifts to lie beside you. He wraps an arm around you and the room fills with Fred’s soft snores. You lie there thinking of everything Fred said during sex; and how he looked at you. You haven’t seen him look at you like that in a while, but it’s different.

You are also surprised he didn’t pull out, only time he didn’t was when you were pregnant. Something about his warm cum dripping out of your cunt, down your leg feels intimate. Makes you question what you have been feeling for the past few months, and if everyone around you is right and you just can’t see it.

As you lay there overthinking the situation; you eventually feel your eye lids get heavy causing you to doze off.

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The next morning you wake up and Fred is gone. You get dressed and head to the living room seeing Fred reading to Oliver on the floor. Seeing Fred in these moments makes your heart skip a beat, adding more confusion to everything. Sometimes you wish you didn’t start sleeping with Fred again, it has added a ripple into your relationship. It would have made your relationship less complicated.

Obviously the sex is amazing, which is part of the reason you both fell back into bed so easily. But was this just sex, you thought it was. But when you saw Fred interacting with Oliver, or when his endearing brown eyes looked at you, you could feel your heart flutter.

“Mama” Oliver says causing Fred to look up at you and smile.

“Morning, want breakfast?” he asks standing up with Oliver.

“No, I need to get going.”

He walks over “big plans for New Years?”

You take a deep breath “Connor is taking me to a party” you almost whisper. You aren’t sure how Fred will respond to you spending time with him. But he smirks and brings his free hand to cup your cheek and locks your lips in a deep passionate kiss.

“When you get bored with him feel free to come hang out with your favourite boys” he says opening the door. As you step into the hall he smacks your ass lightly causing you to jump.

Later that night you have packed your bag for the hotel. You are standing in the shower letting the water hit you. You are replaying Fred’s words in your head. Why hadn’t you slept with Connor? Everyone else seemed to think there is a reason. Maybe tonight you can figure out what you want. Why your heart is being pulled in different directions. Or maybe you just get it over with and see if it helps you figure things out, rip the band aid off so to speak.

Eventually you pull yourself from the shower and loosely curl your hair, before pulling part of it back, you apply your makeup, going for a more dramatic look since it is New Years. Connor said he would pick you up at 7:30, you look to the clock it read 7:48 so he should be here any minute, likely stuck in New Year’s Eve traffic.

You try on multiple options, probably a third of your closet before finding a red sequence dress, with a deep cut and thin straps. It is short, stopping a few inches above your knees. You haven’t worn this since before you got pregnant but you try it on and it fits perfectly and you look amazing in it. You pair it with some black stilettos “perfect” you say fluffing your hair.

You look to your clock and it says 8:22. You check your phone and there are no new notifications. You call Connor, but he doesn’t answer. You move to your couch and put on an episode of The Office. Part way through the second episode you hear your phone ding.

C: Hey sorry to do this, stuck in airport. Have to cancel tonight

C: I’m really sorry. Hope you have a good new year

Without thinking or responding to your messages, you grab your bag and head out the door, you get to your car and put it in drive before you change your mind. You knock on the door and look at your watch 9:32, you hear some shuffling before Fred opens the door. He is wearing a white Nike hoodie, with a pair of dark jeans.

He stares at you, a smile coming across his face. “I was hoping your invite was still on the table” you say smiling while walking in, dropping your bag at the door.

“Of course, what happened to boy toy?”

“He bailed on me” you say laughing slightly while removing your coat.

“Fucking hell” Fred says eyeing you up and down “his loss.” He brings his finger to pull your strap down your shoulder as his mouth attaches to your neck. You jump into his arms as he carries you down the hall.

Outfit for the Tree Farm:

Christmas Pyjama’s

New Years Look

Next Chapter

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anythingandeverything1d · 5 years ago

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I Won’t Give Up

*Second part to Thank You, Next*

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“I love you too.”

Waiting for Harry to respond felt like an eternity, but was probably more like 30 seconds. His lips pressed to yours, sending shivers down your spine. Oh how I’ve missed this...What started out as a gentle kiss quickly turned to one of possession. Harry kissed you like he was making a point, the kind of kiss that leaves you breathless and wanting more. His lips moved from your lips to your neck and down to your shoulder and then back up to your ear. God help me you thought as you let out a soft groan. He gently bit down on the soft skin before moving his way back to your lips with a wicked smile. He went to pull your shirt up when Clifford started barking at the door. He looked up slightly alarmed. You whined in response, “Har-” but he set you down gently on your feet, lightly touching and smirking at the dark red spot in the upper corner of your neck and walking to the door. You groaned in response, crossing your arms and sitting back on the couch waiting for his return. “Fine I’ll just be here waiting...” you mumbled picking up your phone and texting Lexi that you were indeed alive and breathing. Harry was taking forever so you wandered over to the door where you found Harry in a deep conversation with Louis. “Lou!” He turned with a smirk looking at you.

“Ah finally manned up did ya now Harry.” He opened his arms and you wandered into his hug. “Ive missed you love. Are you sure you want to be stuck with this one here.”

You laughed and lightly punched his arm. “I think I’m sure.”

“You think?” Harry mocked. “I think your lips were pretty confident.”

“Harry!” you groaned, your cheeks turning a bright pink color as Louis clapped Harry on the back. Changing the subject you looked at Louis. “What are you doing here?”

“Just picking up Clifford before heading back to El’s and talking about how Harry should help me egg Liam’s place for opening his fucking mouth about us working on an anniversary project. I mean don't get me wrong the response was great but we want it to be a surprise, ya know? And if things don't happen the way we want I don't want people getting their hopes up. I would've bet Harry was the one to spill the news but it seems he's been a little preoccupied thanks to you.” You smiled and shook your head at Louis.

“Alright well thanks for stopping by Louis but we have to get back to our very important conversation.” Harry who had been starring at you the whole time answered.

“Conversation..right. Do all your conversations leave love marks Harry?” Your face flushed red again and Harry laughed his face turning red while he opened the front door.

“It was great seeing you Louis.”

“You too love. Keep our boy in check will ya?” Louis called out walking through the door to where Clifford was waiting. You nodded laughing.

“I’ll do my best.” Harry closed the door and pushed you lightly against it. “Oh so now you want to continue huh.” you lightly teased, tracing his jaw with your fingers.

“I never wanted to stop but I forgot he was coming..can’t blame me though I mean I was very distracted.” He kissed you, his hands against the door and at the sides of your head. You kissed him back softly, tugging on his bottom lip. You loved the effect you had on Harry. His weight was shifting from one foot to the other and the bulge in his pants was growing, he groaned into the kiss and smiled taking a step back for a minute. “You’re a dangerous one.” he laughed while catching his breath. You smiled and hugged him tightly, grateful to have your curly haired angel back. Your phone started ringing and Harry rolled his eyes, causing you to gently smack his arm and go answer it.

“Hey Lex, what’s up? Oh hey Ash...yeah I’m still with Harry, no I’m okay..” Harry came over with an annoyed look on his face. “Uhh I guess you can come get me. Yeah I’m at his house right now. Okay see you soon.” Harry’s eyes had clouded with anger and his mouth was dropped open.

“You’re leaving?”

“Well yeah I need to go home tonight, l...” “Seriously? After everything you're just going to leave.” You sighed and walked over to him, pulling him into your arms and hugging him tightly.

“Harry. Nothing about me leaving changes what I said...I do love you. I just think that maybe we should, I don’t know...slow down a little. I don’t think I can just jump back to where we were a few months ago..”

Harry didn’t say anything he just sighed and put his head on yours. “You don’t trust me.” Here we go...

“No-no Harry its not that...it’s just that I want to be sure I’m fully ready for all of this again. I want us to work back up to where we were...”

“Whatever..” he said stepping out of the hug and walking to the couch, where he sat sulking. “Just go with that asshole. I don't even care.”

You were getting annoyed now. He was acting like a child and he wasn’t even trying to understand.. “Ashton is not an asshole Harry.”

“I could’ve driven you home. You could've spent the night. You-”

You stopped him there. “He was already driving past here Harry. If I thought it would be that big of a deal I would’ve asked you.” You crossed your arms and looked at him as Ash honked from the driveway. Harry was looking at the tv, pointedly ignoring you. “So this is it? No goodbye?” He didn’t even look up. You rolled your eyes and walked to the door. “Bye Harry.”

You made it to the door where Ash was waiting holding open the door. “How ya holding up cutie?”

You rolled your eyes and mumbled fine about to get in when Harry yelled your name from the porch. He sprinted over, grabbed your waist and kissed you hard on the lips making your knees go weak. He ended it with a slow soft kiss on your forehead and a pointed glare at Ash. “Make sure my girl gets home safe.” You rolled your eyes again. Why do men have to be so aggressive. Harry caught your eye roll and sighed whispering in your ear, “We can take things slow. I love you and will talk to you in the morning.” Thats better, you smiled and kissed his cheek before climbing in the back seat. Ash and Lexi looked concerned and irritated but you didn’t care. They didn’t understand...

A few minutes into the drive, Lexi turned around and grabbed your phone from your hands. “Are you going to clue us in or?” You lifted your shoulders. She continued on, “(y/n)...you can’t possibly let him back into your life. I mean he- he’s an absolute ass.” You just stared at her.

“You don't understand-”

“No I don’t. I don't understand why anyone would go back to someone who nearly destroyed them. I mean you were a mess. You barely made it back to functioning like a normal human. He’s nothing special either. He flaunted women around. He’s borderline abusive-”

“Stop. Seriously Lexi, that's enough. I think I can make my own decisions. I don't need anyone else’s opinion either.” Luckily they had pulled into your driveway so you hopped out, not saying goodbye and ran into the house, tears running down your cheek.

You and Lexi rarely got into fights so when you did, it hurt. You threw your phone on the couch and jumped in the shower, hoping to calm down and think about everything. Of course it didn’t work that well. You fell into bed mentally exhausted from the whole evening and decided you just wanted to go to sleep and forget about it. You tossed and turned trying to drift off but nothing was working. You were frustrated at your argument with Lexi and confused by Harry’s reactions to everything. You didn’t know who to trust or listen too. Your heart wanted Harry but your brain wanted to listen to Lexi. “Ughhhh” you groaned pulling a pillow over your face and screaming. Eventually you drifted off into a restless sleep, rolling around and fighting off dreams.

“Harry!” you screamed following him through the door. “You can’t just do that- you can’t just leave things this way.” Harry turned and stopped you.

“I hate you. Can’t you see that...I don't want you. I never did. You were just a, a game. Now the game is over and its time for you to move on.” You were sobbing trying to grab a hold of him, trying to make sure he wouldn’t let you go. “I don’t love you (y/n)..I never will.” Your heart stops and you drop to the floor but when you look up Harry has been replaced by Lexi. “You’re a fucking idiot (y/n) and you-”

Your eyes open and you sit up catching your breath between the sobs. You instantly reach over, grab your phone and pull up your contacts. The last few months you dialed Lexi’s number when the dreams happened. She would come over and rock you back to sleep, comforting you that Harry was just an asshole. But now...the two of you were fighting so you picked the other number on speed dial. Please answer...please answer....

“(y/n)?” his tired voice deeply whispered.

“Harry...” you cried into the phone hiccuping between words. “I-I”

“Shh its okay...youre okay...” he calmed, clearing more awake than before. “Im coming over just hang in there okay?” he hung up and you held onto the pillow trying to calm yourself. It seemed like hours before Harry reached you. You had run downstairs, opened the door and flung yourself into his arms. He carefully picked you up, carried you back to bed and snuggled under the covers. You rested your head on his chest as he softly hummed a song and rubbed his hand firmly across your back. After a few minutes of listening to him humming you calmed down and took in the scene you failed to appreciate in the beginning. Your head was laying against Harry’s shirtless torso. You trailed your fingers along his butterfly tattoo, listened to his heartbeat, and breathed in his smell, which by the way was the most amazing smell you could possibly think of smelling. Harry noticed you had calmed down so he shifted so that he could look you in the eye. “Wanna talk about it babe?”

You sniffed and turned so you were laying on him, your arms around his neck and fingers playing with his hair. “I-I had a dream that you said you hated me and didn’t want me and-and”

“Shhh...(y/n)...I love you. I want you more than I can breathe. I’m sorry for hurting you in the past but it won’t happen again..I’m not letting go of you ever again babe. I swear.”

“And-and Lexi. She hated me too. She-she”

“Babe. Lexi loves you too. You guys could never hate each other.”

“We were fighting though-” “She will get over it...I promise.” You nodded and held on tighter to him.

“Please don't go...”

“Im not going anywhere...but you need sleep okay?” He burrowed down under the comforter more and pulled you with him, he ran his fingers through your hair until you fell into one of the deepest sleeps you had in months.

You woke up with Harry’s weight half on you and the sun streaming in from the curtains. You observed him carefully. His hair had fallen into his eyes and his mouth was slightly open. He looked like a literal angel. An angel who was crushing you... You tried moving out from under him but he grabbed you and pulled you closer, your face pressed into his chest. You sighed and ran your fingers along his arms. “Harry....” you whispered. “Harry you're squishing me and I need to pee....”

“Shhh” he mumbled with a smile. “I’m sleeping.”

You laughed and sat up. “You dork.” His eyes slowly opened and starred at you.

“What are you going to do about it?” he mumbled, slowly taunting you, his dimples showing and voice deep.

You grinned and pressed a gentle kiss against his lips before crawling out of bed and heading into the bathroom. “(y/n) I’m so sorry!” Lexi’s voice yelled from the stairs. “I-” Her voice cut off as she stared at Harry in your bed and you in nothing but a t-shirt by the bathroom.

“Morning Lexi” Harry mumbled getting out of bed. “I’ll give you two a minute...” he said walking over and kissing your forehead before heading downstairs.

“You’re not leaving are you?” you asked concerned. “No of course not. I’m not going anywhere. Well I’ll be downstairs making breakfast but that it.” you nodded at him with a smile and he left, leaving you and Lexi alone.

You ran over to her and hugged her tightly. “Im so sorry Lex. I never meant to snap at you....I was just confused and tired and not in the mood to deal with it all. I can't loose you....youre my best friend. I love you so much.”

“I love you too. And I’m the sorry one...I never meant to judge you and Harry’s relationship. And I never let you explain what happened. I just didn’t want you to get hurt. I overreacted. I just wanted you to be happy and if that idiot boy makes you happy then I will learn to accept that.” You held tightly onto her and nodded. “He makes me so happy. And I know you don't trust him...but I do. I don't know how I know but I do. Im in love with him Lexi and I don't think that will ever change.”

“I know.” She let go and smiled. “Can we never fight again? I hated it..” “Never again.” You agreed, pinky promising her as you always have. You both ran downstairs to the smell of food and found Harry with an apron tied around his waist and pancakes on the stove. You ran over and kissed his cheek while holding onto his waist. “Wow Haz, that apron has never looked better,” you giggled.

He stepped back and posed. “I know. I look fabulous.” He laughed. “I assume you two worked it out?”

“Yep, just like you said.” You kissed him quickly on the lips and turned around to Lexi smiling.

“I may not like you Styles. But you make (y/n) happy so I guess I can try to like you a little more.”

Harry smiled and nodded, “I promise I won't hurt her again, and if I do...you can personally come after me.”

“Trust me. I will kill you and cut off your dick if you break her heart again.” Harry’s mouth dropped and you laughed. At that moment Ashton walked in with a big smile.

“Did I hear we are cutting off Harry’s dick?”

“Only if he hurts (y/n) again.” Ashton laughed and put an arm around Lexi.

“So I assume all is normal in the world again. We are all friends?”

Harry walked forward with his hand out. “Im sorry for reacting the way I did last night Ashton. It won't happen again.”

“I don't blame you Harry. I respect you going all out for the girl you love. Just don’t let it happen again.” You hugged Ash in response with a smile. Everything had worked out. “You know what this means though?”

“What?” you asked looking unsure.

“Gotta make the official back together post.”

“Ugh do I though...” “Oh yeah. And I have to be in it this time babe.” Harry said walking over, his arms around your shoulder.

“But what will it say this time? We already quoted a song.”

“Give me the phone cutie” Ash said mischievously taking the phone from your hand and typing up the caption. Lexi nodded in approval and smiled.

You looked and smiled too, showing Harry who nodded in approval and kissed your cheek with a smile. “I won't give up on us, even when the skies get rough.”

You breathed out. “Now just to recreate the photo.” Ash, Lexi, you and Harry all cuddled in your bed for the first picture. Your head on Harry’s chest, Ash and Lexi cuddled close and all of you laughing at each other. It was perfect. Lexi also took one of you and Harry kissing with the blankets falling around your shoulders. You hit send with the caption and tossed the phone to the side jumping onto Harry’s back and looking at Lexi and Ashton with a grin. How much better could life get?

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Hope you all enjoy Part 2! Let me know if you have imagine requests and thanks for all the love on part 1! xoxo

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robertdowneyjjr · 6 years ago

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thoughts on endgame

if you haven’t seen endgame yet please turn away now because this is full of spoilers.

seriously spoiler nation here. turn back now while you still have the chance.

are you still here?

okay then.

here i go.

it’s gonna get long.

it’s been about seven hours since i got out of the movie theatre and overall? i’m upset. and i’m fucking pissed.

also, if you don’t know this by now, i’m a tony stan. my thoughts are biased. sue me.

listen. it’s not an awful movie. overall it’s an okay film. the shots were beautiful. the actors were all excellent. there was lots of fan service and there were tons of moments where it felt really fun. we laughed. we cried. we cheered. but as much as the filmmakers would like to insist that the film is satisfying, i just don’t agree, mainly because of how they decided to end the story.

the good and the mediocre

to start off, rdj’s acting is great. of course it is. it’s rdj. he did amazing with what he had to work with and most of my crying was because of him.

tony and nebula on the ship was great. he was already so fatherly with her, teaching her how to play paper football and encouraging her. and she was looking after him too. there was so much mutual care there that i loved, and i wish that we got more interaction between the two of them throughout the movie.

that little tear he shed when he closed his eyes to go to sleep on the benatar after recording his message for pepper killed me.

when joe russo said that the film was cathartic and evans said that it’s satisfying i can only apply these words to the one scene where tony finally gets to have his outburst and tell the others off for not believing him when he said a threat was coming. he deserved that moment. his anger was completely justified. and when he called steve out specifically, saying that he said that they’d lose together but they ended up not even doing that? when he called steve a liar? that was cathartic.

nat talking about how she used to have nothing and then she got this job, got this family. when she was crying over clint and what he was doing as ronin. that hurt.

MORGAN STARK. oh my god she is a cutie and all of her interactions with tony are just the best. this is the most valid part of the entire movie and that’s that on that. tony is so soft with her and it’s clear just how much he loves her and cherishes the family that he’s managed to have despite the tragedy that happened five years ago. this relationship is perfect and instead of the rest of the movie we should have just gotten three hours of tony and morgan’s father/daughter shenanigans.

tony being domestic and doing the dishes is all i ever wanted

doctor hulk was an interesting concept and i’m glad that bruce finally managed to find a balance between bruce and hulk and melded the two together. but there were times i do feel like he was played off as a joke too much.

the stevetony content is okay, i guess. i honestly wish we got more between steve and tony settling their differences beyond tony just handing the shield back and letting steve know that he figured out the issue with time travel that they’d been having. i wish we had more of them talking and working out their differences from the past. it jumped from tony telling steve that the trust is gone to him asking steve if he trusts him a little too soon without anything ever being discussed.

like really for a film that was marketed to basically be a stevetony event it didn’t really end up with that many interactions between them so it was disappointing.

i love that in the five years since the snap the remaining heroes managed to become friends. nebula and rhodey is an especially great one. and carol and rhodey’s brief interaction at the start of the film got my carolrhodey heart fluttering.

i do like the team interactions we got, even though there weren’t as many as i expected. it does feel like they’re finally seeing each other as a team again for the first time since the party scene in aou. i especially liked when they were working together to figure out when to travel back to in order to find the infinity stones, and that scene with tony, nat, and bruce together on the conference table. i wish we got more of the tony and nat friendship throughout the mcu.

the entire travel back to 2012 new york sequence was a trip. getting to see these characters interacting for the first time again was great. to see the aftermath of the battle was fun -- how they all got drinks from tony’s bar together. they seemed immediately comfortable with each other which was nice. all of them getting into the elevator together but telling the hulk to take the stairs. and speaking of hulk, bruce pretending to be 2012!hulk and smashing things halfheartedly was kinda hilarious.

the blatant ogling of steve’s ass. oh, sorry. america’s ass. that was great. thank you for servicing the stevetony shippers. and steve’s own comment about it after he got in a fistfight with his past self was funny too.

the excessive use of the word “shit” was a great callback to aou and i enjoyed it immensely.

mark 85 is sleek af and i love a shiny gold thotty boy

the cap scenes in 2012 were nice fan service. steve getting into that elevator with the strike team -- everyone thought it was going to be a reenactment of the scene from tws. but the fact that steve said “hail hydra” instead to throw them off was genius. he looked so proud of himself for that.

i like the rhodey and nebula team up. their dynamic is really great and rhodey has some of the best lines in the movie tbh. i love him.

i’m iffy on this but i don’t like that they validated howard stark’s shitty parenting. call him abusive and leave it at that. sure, he admitted that he didn’t want to turn out like his dad, but uhh i guess he did because look how his relationship with tony turned out. but i mean i’m happy for tony that he sort of got the closure he needed?? idk. i’m not sure about this.

it was really touching getting to see thor be able to talk to his mother again. i love frigga.

tony’s version of the gauntlet is fucking badass. it’s ten times sleeker than thanos’ gauntlet and just cool as hell. and dude! think about it. thanos had to travel to nidavellir to get a gauntlet made that could harness the power of the infinity stones. tony didn’t need to do that. he made his own gauntlet with his own tech and he didn’t need to go to any other planet for that. i love one genius.

steve wielding mjolnir was amazing in that moment. it was super cool, you know. he seemed so natural with it and he was even able to call lightning with it. awesome! but once we got to the ending i was like 😒 was he really that worthy. i’m really salty, okay.

the scene when all the undusted come back, and the other heroes scattered around the world join in, and they appear at the compound for that final battle -- it was incredible and very moving. thanos thought he was gonna win but nah!!! avengers assemble!! dope.

RESCUE. we waited so long and finally we were fed.

peter and tony’s hug got me bawling like a baby. i’m so distraught.

that scene with carol coming in and getting the gauntlet from peter, and all the women coming together and saying, “she has help”?? i nutted. that was amazing.

the bad and the ugly

THE SUPREME LACK OF TONY AND RHODEY CONTENT, WHAT THE FUCK. when they landed back on earth and rhodey didn’t get a chance to hug tony...hm. did not like that! let these best friends hug, ffs. and why didn’t we get to see rhodey interacting with morgan?? this is fake as hell.

it was kinda shitty that steve and co. had to show up right when tony was having a good time with his daughter to deliver the news about the quantum tunnel and time travel to tony. because of course tony would never sit idly by when there’s a problem he can solve. especially not when he’s reminded that he lost peter in that awful decimation five years ago. it’s not in his nature to not help. so that’s what he does. he solves a problem and he goes to suit up again because he would never forgive himself if he didn’t even try.

thor......they really turned him into a depressed alcoholic that’s just playing fortnite at home instead of a ruler looking after himself and the people he was supposed to protect.....they really just erased all his development from ragnarok huh. i’m mad.

also, a lack of tony and bruce interaction?? where are my science bro moments?? they were supposed to be the two biggest brains of the team working on mechanics of time travel but we really couldn’t have seen even a brief montage of them working together to science things out? wow fake!

also now that i think about it, where were dum-e and u?? where???? where were the best bots in the world?????

idk why clint and nat were the ones to go to vormir. definitely was not expecting this at all, but fuck. okay. this is where the anger really starts. okay. i get it. i get that nat sacrificed herself so that clint would have the chance to reunite with his family after this shitshow was all over. but nat had family too. she said it herself. she found her family with the avengers. but they really decided to throw another woman off the cliff to fuel more man pain. great! just great!!

seriously, nat deserved better.

they really. they really fucking killed off tony. they really did that and they had tony sacrifice himself. and all for what? shock factor? it wasn’t necessary. they didn’t need to kill him to end his arc. he could have been permanently injured instead, to the point where he wouldn’t be able to suit up again. he would have happily accepted this as his last mission. his priority was always to get home to his wife and daughter. despite the trauma he went through over the last ten years, the ptsd he came away with after sending a nuke through a wormhole, his team’s falling out, watching his best friend fall from the sky, being betrayed by someone he thought was a friend, getting stabbed by his own weapon on an alien planet, and losing a kid that he treated like his own, he managed to find a sliver of happiness with pepper and morgan. he had a happy ending. the happy ending he had wanted for the last several years. but the filmmakers took that away from him. they took away his happiness, and not just that. they took away a woman’s husband. they took away a little girl’s father. it was unnecessarily cruel and it sends a shitty message. it’s a disservice to tony, a disservice to the iron family, and a disservice to the fans that have stuck with the mcu from the very beginning, when iron man first came out and we decided to hop on for the ride.

tony deserved better.

also, rhodey should have been able to say something to tony before he drifted off for the last time. i was glad that he was the first to find tony, but they should have had their moment. this man had been with tony through thick and thin and he deserved to say his proper goodbyes.

or at the very least, they should have had a moment during tony’s funeral where the important people delivered their eulogies and spoke the words that needed to be said about tony. an explicit acknowledgement from the characters about how much tony had done, how integral he was to their success and survival, and how he made the ultimate sacrifice to get rid of their biggest threat so that the world could be put back together.

the only consolation i get from this is that tony made that sacrifice and died on the battlefield where the rest of the team could see. that the undusted and the living both are aware of how selfless tony is (and has always been), and he gave up his happy ending to make sure that the rest of them got theirs.

well his “i am iron man” was badass too so i’m glad he got to go out with that.

TONY DESERVED BETTER.

MORGAN DESERVED BETTER.

IRON FAMILY DESERVED BETTER.

(cheeseburgers broke me)

speaking of happy endings, lmfao what the fuck @ steve? i’m pissed at this ending. that was honestly the most selfish thing that steve could have done, all because the russos have always had a permanent boner for steve’s story with peggy. it’s just so sad. they won’t let him move on. his character development is stifled. it’s so backwards. peggy had a family and lived a full life without steve, but after seeing her for thirty seconds while he was in the past, he really decided that he needed to go back and spend the rest of his life with her. he threw away everything he worked for in the present -- his teammates, an unfrozen and recovered bucky, his running buddy and overall great guy sam -- for a relationship with a woman that he shared one single kiss with and that he knew for, what, like two or three years? jesus. let him move on! let him find happiness in the present! he never gave love another chance just because he thought he thought he met the love of his life 70 years ago. who’s to say he wouldn’t have found love in the present, huh??

they did him dirty. they did peggy dirty. and tbh they did sharon dirty from the very beginning. but that’s salt for another day.

so here we have tony, dead at 53 who really only experienced true happiness for five years with the woman he had been in love with for over a decade. then we have steve, who was on this earth for 105 years, then went back in time and got another 40 or so odd years of happiness with a woman he had only known for a few short years.

sure. that sounds fair. totally fair.

fuck no, it’s not. it’s a terrible fucking ending.

that’s just shit storytelling and if this was done all for the shock factor to make sure that we couldn’t guess what happens to these characters then it was a poor decision and it completely ruins tony and steve’s story arcs.

what kind of shit ending is this.

i didn’t like it.

#avengers endgame #endgame spoilers #a4 spoilers #ae spoilers #spoilers #i'm really upset and really angry and i hate that i'm watching this movie again tomorrow #i really screwed myself over with that one huh getting tickets for a rewatch this early #i have so many more complaints but i'm ANGRY and i'm tired #sometimes i think things and post them

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☕ Night Shift 🍰

Genre: Slice of Life, Romance, Comedy, Fluff Rating: PG-13 Warnings: mentions of blood, Taehyung surprising the snot out of you Pairing: Taehyung x reader Notes: vampire!taehyung AU. Single quote marks ‘ ‘ are for thoughts and double “ “ are for talking. Additional Notes: Requested by the lovely @temptaestions hope you enjoy it, dear! ^u^

Summary: Life with a vampire boyfriend was interesting. But you wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Life with a vampire was interesting. Still is.

Not all of the cheesy myths are true, though. The only way they sparkle is if you dump a jar full of glitter on them. They can eat normal foods that mortals eat but it tastes quite bland to them; often even tasteless. Vampires can walk in the sunlight but it makes them incredibly tired. In fact, if a night crawler were to be exposed out in the direct sunlight for too long, they could risk passing out or going on a hunger killing spree.

How do you know all of this? Well........funny story......

Your boyfriend is a vampire. Has been for several years, even before you met him. You’ll never forget how you found out. It was actually quite early on when you two first met. It was a Sunday morning and you had to be up super early for an event you were catering for. Your boyfriend, who at the time was just a friend, offered to help you. He claimed to be great with desserts.

Well......That was fine and all.......till you answered your apartment door only to discover that you friend.......had red eyes.

Now----Most people would say ‘Oh those are just the cool colored contacts that the kids are into these days.’ But there was something awfully.......authentic about these contacts. When you had made a comment about his cool looking lenses, you watched his face freeze up and his eyes go wide. That right there was enough to tell you they weren’t contacts. So if they weren’t fake red eyes......then that could mean only one thing.

So the two of you sat down and he explained that he had been in such a hurry to come over and help you, that he had forgotten to put in his brown colored lenses. That’s when you found out he was a vampire. That’s when everything changed. Finally, all the odd quirks he had made total and complete sense. His peculiar habits were no longer considered strange.

The two of you started to hang out more and as you did so, you began to learn things about him that the rest of the world was not to know. Due to your day job, you could really only spend the evenings with him which worked out great.....till you’d come home exhausted and end up falling asleep on him while he was wide awake. Even on your days off, it was rough because the sunlight made him sleepy. It was like the universe was trying to keep the two of you apart. Till one day, Taehyung made a suggestion.

“What if we worked the night shift somewhere?”

You looked up from your phone as the two of you sat there on the couch in your apartment. Actually.....he had been staying the night an awful lot. Not that you minded. He was a good friend and never tried to pull anything while you were sleeping or resting. In fact, he was quite doting of you. Always pampering you once you got home from your intensive catering job; claiming that they didn’t pay you enough for all the bull crap you endured.

In fact, while you were out working during the day, he’d stay in your apartment and do house chores. Since he wasn’t in direct sunlight, the daytime hours didn’t effect him nearly as bad. He’d have to take naps in between chores but honestly you were just touched he even wanted to make the effort. It was extremely sweet of him.

“Night shift?”

Taehyung lit up with a bright boxy smile, fangs and all, as he nodded his shaggy head eagerly and explained,

“Yeah! We could work together and that way we can rest together during the day. We’d get to see more of each other even though we’re working. It’s better than nothing.”

On one hand, he had a point. It would be nice to spend more time with him rather than him watching you sleep off a hard day’s work just to wake up the next morning and do it all over again. But then you wondered how would your life look if you worked night time hours? Would this pan out? Could you make it happen? Your pale friend spoke up once more as he said,

“There’s a 24 hour food place in town that’s looking for night workers. I could work in the kitchens and you could bus tables. It’d be great!”

You sat there and thought about it. In fact, there was quite a bit to think about. Being an adult was tough sometimes. You had to look at everything from all angles, evaluate all the pros and cons of the situation. You couldn’t just dive into something for fear of the consequences.

Pay. The pay had to be at least what you were making now. You had always heard that waiters and waitresses made most of their money from tips. So perhaps you’d end up making more than what you were being paid now. And since you catered, you already had the experience of waiting on people. Perhaps this could work...... And so with a warm smile, you set your phone down and said,

“Yeah. Let’s do it. Let’s go apply.”

“Sweet! Let’s go! Before someone else snags them instead.”

“Yah, Tae! Don’t forget your contact lenses!”

It was a bit of a mess at first, but the two of you finally got ready and looked presentable and headed out in search of this dream team job of yours. The man who had become your best friend was dressed nicely and kept his true nature hidden very well. You wondered if he’d be able to handle all the heart beats in such a small area for so long. But he had made an excellent point when you brought it up.

“It’s the night shift, cutie. There won’t be hardly anyone there. Especially when there are so many other food places to choose from. It’ll be fine. This will work out. You’ll see.”

“We have to actually get the jobs first, TaeTae. How can you be so certain they’ll even pick us?”

But all you got in response was a sly smile. Your best guess was that your friend had something up his sleeve. Perhaps he was going to use his good looks and charming smile to get you guys in? Then again.....Taehyung really did have a nice smile and he really was good looking. You blushed and felt your heart do a small flip at the thought. If Tae had heard, he never commented. Which you were grateful for.

The place he was talking about was not quite walking distance but it wasn’t far of a drive either. In fact, you’d already be saving money in gas expense with how long it took the two of you to drive there. Thankfully the sun was setting and Taehyung didn’t have to wear a hat or anything. But you did catch him rubbing at one of his eyes. He had mentioned that the contacts sometimes made his eyes itch. You felt really bad about that. Poor guy. He did so much for you.

Upon arriving after finding a decent parking spot on the street, you immediately liked the outside of the place. It screamed cozy and smelled of comfort food; even from outside. Smiling brighter than you realized and suddenly feeling a lot more confident about this whole thing, you found yourself naturally taking Taehyung’s hand in yours and walking through the doors.

If Taehyung wasn’t a vampire, he would have blushed.

Gosh the place was even cozy on the inside too! You could already see yourself working here and being happy. After all, you wanted the simple life. A nice job that paid your bills while still being able to live within your means. That’s all you wanted. The catering job you had right now......well......Life was anything but simple when you had to work for that company.

“Good evening. Just two?”

So engrossed in your thoughts of your current crappy job, you almost didn’t catch what the young woman in front of you had said. She was petite and really pretty. Perfectly sculpted eyebrows and a perfect set of lips. Granted, you weren’t the most prettiest girl out there but man this one made you feel like the ugly duckling. But she seemed really nice.

“Uhh......”

“Actually, we’d like to apply for the two night shift openings you have here.”

Thank god for Kim Taehyung. Seriously. There you were standing there like a bump on a log and he yet again came to your rescue. As the young woman smiled and excused herself to go get the applications for employment, you immediately ducked your head and felt the heat radiating off your cheeks. Feeling incredibly embarrassed, you mumbled,

“Thanks, Tae. You’re always saving my butt. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Before the moment could get too deep, the young woman came back and politely explained a few things while handing the both of you an application. She explained that they had a few other applicants already but that there was still plenty of time to put your hats into the ring. It was then that your vampire friend spoke up and said sweetly,

“We’ll be right back. We’re just going to step outside to fill these out real quick.”

“Oh you don’t have to do that. You guys can sit right over there and fill them out if you’d like. It’s pretty slow right now so there’s plenty of tables. Please. Have a seat and if you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to give me a shout.”

Despite being really pretty, you could tell this girl was genuinely nice. Perhaps even humble and down to earth. Smiling and feeling much better now that your blush had died down, you both took a pen and sat at the table. This was really happening. You were taking your first big step into living a better life. But that was of course under the impression you got picked. What if you didn’t even get an interview???

“Cutie. Relax. Your heart sounds like it’s going to pound right out of your chest.”

“Aish. Sorry, Tae. I’m just really nervous. What if we don’t get picked? Or what if you get picked but I don’t?”

Your pout faced off with his sly smile as he gently shook his head and said in a soft whisper,

“I told you, don’t worry about that. I’ve got this. We’ve got this. We’re a package deal, okay?”

Gosh this man was going to be the end of you. How could one person be so incredibly sweet? Furthermore, how did you wind up so lucky to have him in your life? It was beyond you but the gratefulness was still there.

With renewed confidence, the both of you sat there and filled out your applications. You stated in yours that you were applying for the waiter/waitress position while Taehyung noted down that he was applying for the kitchen. It felt great to put down that you had experience seeing as how you worked for a catering company. Taehyung, having lived for so many years, was great in the culinary arts.

“Here they are, miss. If you could, could you just take a look over them to make sure we filled everything out correctly? We’d really appreciate it.”

The moment the vampire’s skin touched the female’s it was like things got....weird. You watched the young woman look over the applications as if she were in a trance of some kind. Your eyebrows furrowed and you itched to look over at your pale friend but resisted. Something was up. After taking a few extra minutes to look over the paperwork, the young woman cleared her throat and said lightly,

“Wow. You guys are definitely qualified. I’ll make sure you both get an interview.”

Wait what???

“Thank you, miss. That means a lot to us. We’ll be eagerly awaiting your phone call.”

Just like that, you were half way there. Your mind was blown as you faintly felt Taehyung helping escort you out of the restaurant and across the street to where your car was parked. Numbly, you unlocked the vehicle and the two of you climbed inside to buckle up. Sitting there still staring off into space, you mumbled,

“What just happened?”

“We’re one step closer to getting you a better job and spending more time with each other. That’s what just happened.”

You looked over to see the pale man smiling his signature boxy smile while wiggling his eyebrows in a cheesy, greasy fashion. It was enough to snap you out of your stunned stupor and you instantly started to giggle. Blushing lightly and playfully swatting at him, you said in amusement,

“You’re terrible. What did you do? Bewitch her or something?”

“Maybe? Does it really matter?”

Silence filled the car as the two of you had a small stare down. It was odd seeing him with the brown contacts in. In all actuality, you preferred his red eyes. His natural ruby red orbs. Just as you were about to start the car, he said suddenly but softly,

“I’d do anything for you.”

Within two days, you both got the call giving you a date and time for your interviews. Even though the young woman had claimed she’d make sure you guys got that far, you never actually believed her. You’d never forget squealing and jumping all around your apartment while Tae just laughed and watched you from the couch. Seeing you happy was all he really wanted. If he could have just one wish, it was to see you happy.

But that happiness......was short lived.

It was three days later and you came home bawling your eyes out. Taehyung had just went to bed after seeing you off for work that morning. He had a few chores around the apartment that he’d do for you later when the sun would start to go down but first he’d nap since the sun was pretty intense today. However, he had only just gotten comfortable in the spare bedroom that was practically his now, when he heard the door slam open.

With his vampire traits kicking into high gear, he was down the hallway and back out into the living room in the blink of an eye. The sight broke his heart despite it having not functioned for hundreds of years. Frowning deeply, he helped you out of your shoes and gently walked you to the couch where he sat you down. A gentle hand rubbed at your back as he waited for you to tell him what happened.

“Fired???”

“Yes, Tae. They fired me. They had this planned all along. I walked in and they handed me this paycheck and told me I was free to go.”

On one hand, the vampire was overjoyed to see you get out of that hell hole of a catering company. For as long as he had known you, which was going on two years now, they had never once treated you the way you deserved. You worked so hard and was so underappreciated. However, seeing you this upset killed him. It felt like a knife was twisting his insides all to hell and back.

Needless to say, the two of you spent the day in bed. Taehyung had convinced you that this waitress job was as good as yours and so now would be the perfect opportunity to start getting your sleeping schedule in order. Sleep and rest during the day so that you could be awake and functioning at night. It was hard to fall asleep at first, the whole reality of being unemployed still shaking you to the core, but with Taehyung’s help you were able to sleep like a baby.

It was the night before the interviews and the two of you were just sitting and chilling watching some cheesy kdrama. You were munching on popcorn while Tae was sipping on a tumbler full of blood. At first, you thought living with a vampire would be tough. In all actuality, it wasn’t that different from having any other kind of roommate. Taehyung was super clean, respectful, and he was your best friend. You couldn’t have asked for a better roommate.

But sometimes.......your curious nature got the better of you.

“TaeTae......Have you ever wanted to taste my blood?”

When all you heard was a muffled noise, you looked over to see the male in the middle of a sip from his cup to which he was scrambling not to spit out. You certainly caught him by surprise and while the thought of having blood spat all over your living room should have grossed you out, it actually amused you more than anything. The look on his face was quite comical.

“Well I um......Well.....I mean....Um.....I mean yeah of course I have.”

But he quickly added after safely setting the tumbler down on the coffee table and turning to face you, his expression completely sincere despite speaking a bit frantically,

“But I would never do that. You’re my best friend, not a walking blood bag. I see you as a person and not as food. I would never use you like that. That’s why I’ve never brought up the topic of blood donors.”

The nanosecond the term ‘blood donor’ left his mouth, Taehyung could have cursed himself ten times over. Way to go, blockhead. Mentally cursing himself, he watched your face as it twisted and turned into an expression of further curiosity. With raised eyebrows, you naturally asked in all innocence,

“What’s a blood donor?”

“It’s noting, cutie. Forget I said anything.”

“But Taaaaaeeee. We tell each other everything! Please! Please please please please please please please please please please pl----”

“Aish! Okay! Okay!”

Your giggles were muffled as he had slapped a hand over your mouth to silence your persistent pleading. He could never deny you no matter how strong of a night crawler he was. You were his number one weakness. He could take on armies of thugs and murder a whole city over night. But when it came to you, he was weak and at your mercy.

That was how you learned what a blood donor was. It was a contractual agreement between the vampire and a willing party. The contract was completely consensual and honestly made perfect sense. While the donor would offer their blood, the vampire would take care of his or her donor almost like a pet. Providing them with shelter, food, water, all of those basic needs. The two would live in perfect harmony.

“Tae.......Why haven’t you ever said anything? I can totally be your donor.”

“No. Absolutely not. This is why I never told you about it in the first place. You deserve to live a normal life. Not a life where you keep a blood sucker like me alive.”

“But Taehyung----”

“No buts. I don’t want to talk about it anymore.”

Despite the pout you were sporting, you respected his wishes and dropped the matter. But it was hard not to think about. Your mind lost focus on the TV and instead you were daydreaming about what it’d be like to be your best friend’s blood donor. What would it feel like when he sunk his fangs into your neck? Would it hurt? Would he have to numb the area first? Would it leave scars on your skin?

When morning came, you decided to take a nap since your interviews would be during the mid afternoon. As you laid there in bed watching the sun rise behind your curtains, you couldn’t help but fall asleep to the image of your super hot best friend sinking his teeth into your neck. Needless to say, you woke up a couple hours later with wet panties and feeling the need to clean yourself twice as thoroughly as you normally would.

The interviews had went smoothly and it looked promising. Although you couldn’t help but wonder if Taehyung had worked his vampire magic because the managers seemed to be awfully impressed with the two of you. After being told you both would get a call if you were chosen, you were once again playing the waiting game. You hated that game.

A couple days went by where you spent the daytime hours sleeping and spent the night hours doing things like paying bills online and getting your affairs in order. Just on the miraculous chance that the two of you get this night shift job.

“Relax, cutie pie. I told you, we got this in the bag.......Uh oh.....”

You had been tidying up around the living room when you heard his nervousness from his spot in the kitchen. Turning to face him, since the apartment was a very open floor plan, you watched him stare tensely into the refrigerator. His body was stiff as a board and you wondered what was wrong. But then it hit you too........There was no blood left in the house.

Save for yours.

“Tae----”

“Nope. Don’t say it.”

“But T----”

“No. We discussed this and it’s out of the question.”

“Kim Taehyung!”

He was shocked when you walked up to him only to punch him in the arm. Of course, he hardly felt it and you probably knew that too, but still. Your actions surprised him all the same. He stared at you with ruby eyes that held a mixture of emotions. Anxiety, sadness, frustration. This was hard for him and you weren’t helping. The temptation had been there forever and he had fought so hard to resist his natural urges as a vampire.

“Taehyung, you do so much for me. You’re my best friend. And best friends are always there for each other. Please.......Please let me do this for you. Let me be your blood donor.”

You had him right where you wanted him. The poor boy was already weakened from the lack of blood so his resolve was already crumbling. With a heavy sigh of defeat, he flicked his wrist and out of thin air, a piece of parchment paper with elegant calligraphy scrawled all over it appeared right in front of you. A couple seconds later, a quill and bottle of ink appeared as well.

You didn’t even have to read over the contract to know you wanted to sign it. So there you stood, in your modest kitchen signing a blood contract with your vampire best friend. Your life may not be that exciting, but Taehyung certainly kept things interesting for you. Something that you were completely okay with.

Life with a vampire was interesting. Still is.

It was then decided that he would go ahead and move in with you. It only made sense and he practically lived here anyway. So you two spent the next two nights and early mornings moving his stuff from his apartment and into yours. As part of the contract, he insisted on paying the rent in full himself but you convinced him to at least go half and half with you. It would be easier once you both got jobs.

“TaeTae.......what if we don’t get the call? What if they’ve already picked someone else?”

“Don’t think like that, babe. The jobs are as good as ours. I’m sure of it.”

The pet names. They had changed quite a bit since your best friend had moved in permanently. As much as it shouldn’t, babe had become your favorite and it never failed to make you blush like a schoolgirl in love. It was hard to control your heart beat as well around him. But fortunately he never commented on it.

Being Tae’s blood donor had went from something intriguing and fascinating, to something of a second nature. It was so natural for you to crane your neck so that he could easily access his favorite spot. Of course, as stated in the contract, he steered clear of major arteries and always kept the ‘transaction’ clean. At first, it hurt. Quite a bit, actually. The first couple times left your neck feeling sore and stiff the next night. But now you were used to it.

Just as your unemployment checks were starting to run out, you were starting to lose hope in the night shift jobs. Taehyung could tell too. Your mood was horrible and you looked like you could be an advertisement for antidepressants. Pouting, he walked over to you and crouched down at your feet with his hands on your knees.

“Let’s go to the restaurant and see if they’ve filled the positions. Maybe they’re just slow in processing?”

Sniffling and rubbing your red rimmed eyes, you nodded and got off the couch. If anything, this trip would at least give you closure so that you could start looking for another job. The trip of course was short since the restaurant wasn’t very far away. Getting a great spot on the street right across from it, you parked the car and headed for the entrance.

Walking in, you saw one of the managers that had interviewed you was standing at the pedestal; ready to seat any customers that would come in. You were nervous; heart pounding in your chest and palms sweaty. What if they had already filled the position? Finally standing in front of her, you offered a shy smile while Taehyung was the one who spoke up in his polite and charming tone.

“Hello there, we were just wondering if the two night shift openings had been filled yet. We haven’t gotten a phone call but we wanted to check in anyway as we’re still very interested in the positions.”

“Oh yes! Actually we were just......”

But then the manager locked eyes with your best friend and again.....something weird was going on as you looked back and forth between the two. Just like the young female employee from weeks ago, the manager appeared as if she were in some kind of trance. Smiling, she suddenly beamed and said happily,

“We were just about to call you both! What a happy coincidence!”

Happy coincidence your butt. Taehyung had done it again. Somehow, someway, he managed to get you two the jobs and it was like everything changed. The following days were full of uniform fittings and lots of human resource paperwork. You had forgotten what all went into getting a job. None the less, you were beyond happy. And that’s all Taehyung ever wanted for you. Was to see you happy.

He would do anything for you.

It was a rough start but you were a quick learner. Mostly getting used to sleeping during the daylight hours and working through the night hours. It was a full time position but thank the good lord you both got weekends off. How you managed that, you weren’t sure. It made things like doctors’ appointments interesting but you managed.

Most importantly of all, you got to spend so much more time with Taehyung. The two of you had quickly formed a little habit of him winking at you whenever he’d ring the bell telling you that an order was ready. It always made you blush and you had to try and cool yourself down before you could reach a customer’s table.

Your best friend had quickly built a name for himself as the months went by. His food was amazing and he always asked the managers if he could put his own little spin on certain dishes because he felt the customers would enjoy it better. And sure enough, the customers were rolling in. Dinner time became the busiest time of the day for the place and the managers noticed.

You weren’t doing too bad yourself. The tips really did make a difference. After your first three months working, you ran the numbers and concluded that you were actually making way more money doing this job than you were when you were still under the thumb of that stupid catering company. It blew your mind. And it was all because of Taehyung. Your best friend. He truly was amazing.

Life with a vampire was interesting. Still is.

You donated your blood and he helped make all your dreams come true. You were more than living within your means. The two of you actually went on small trips together on your days off. Watching the stars where they couldn’t be covered by city lights. You’d spend the daytime hours resting or if you were feeling restless, he’d watch movies with you till you could sleep again. It all felt so......domestic. And you honestly loved it. You thrived in it.

And then one day, while you were just collecting a table’s drink order, your best friend blew everyone out of the water. Including you. You watched him suddenly walk up to you and your face flushed red since he had never done this before. He was to always stay in the back where the kitchen was. But now he stood there in front of you with everyone able to watch.

“Everyone---- I’m sorry. But if I could just have your attention for a moment, please.”

Dear god your face was so hot that you felt like you were going to pass out. What the hell did he think he was doing??? Trying not to scold him right then and there, you watched with a tomato red face as he smiled at you and started to speak.

“I was supposed to wait till our shift was over, but my 15 minute break is coming up and I can’t wait any longer......”

Your heart was pounding in your chest and you could see out of the corner of your eye that your managers were watching too. Dear god. This was it. They were going to fire you both for making such a scene. But your vampire’s voice brought you back to the moment at hand.

“Everyone......this lovely young lady right here is amazing. She’s worked hard to get here. And I think I can speak for everyone when I say she’s great at what she does. Am I right?”

You were shocked to see the collective nods of heads in agreement and some even spoke up with yeah’s and yes’s. It certainly didn’t help your blush any and you ended up shamelessly fanning your face to try and not pass out. Chuckling, he continued as he smiled down warmly at you.

“Today is her birthday and so of course I made her a little something. It’s not much but I am an expert with desserts.”

You along with the rest of the restaurant laughed softly. Taehyung was right, today was your birthday and you had spent it sleeping and getting all the rest you could. But you didn’t care to work on your birthday because it was just another day in your book. Nothing special. But it would seem your best friend was bound and determined to make it special.

“But before I give you your dessert.....which is of course what I’m holding behind my back......I just......want to say a little something.....”

You felt your throat closing up as you wondered what it could possibly be that he had to say to you. Trying to swallow, you watched him nervously bite his bottom lip but was careful not to show his fangs.

“Cutie......Babe........We’ve been by each other’s side for quite a few years now. We live together and life is great with you. Being your best friend is one of the greatest gifts. But.....I’m greedy. I want more. I thought before all I wanted was your happiness. But I quickly realized I want more.”

Dear god what was happening???? Your heart was surly going to explode if he didn’t shut up.

“I want your happiness, but I want to share that happiness.......as your boyfriend. So would you......do me the amazing honor.......of being my girlfriend?”

There was a soft collection of gasps including yours as you stood there nearly dropping everything in your hands; your managers long forgotten about as you stared up at him. Your best friend. He felt......He felt that way about you? It wasn’t your imagination??? You stood there with your mouth agape before one of the customers who you were currently waiting on had gently nudged you and it helped snap you out of your stunned state.

“I----Well I mean of course. I----- We’ve practically been together our whole lives. We might as well be some domestic married couple, honestly.”

And without missing a beat, Taehyung sported his signature boxy smile while strategically hiding his fangs before finally showing you the slice of cake he had prepared just for you.

“Great. Because I was really hoping you’d be my wife too.”

And there it sat perched on top of a pile of whipped cream. A beautiful engagement ring that sparkled under the light of the restaurant. Your eyes turned into dinner plates as you stood there feeling lightheaded. This was really happening. You were staring at a piece of cake with a freaking rock for decoration.

“Well.......what do you say? Will you marry me?”

“Yes! Yes, she’ll marry you!”

You both along with everyone else in the restaurant looked over to see the two managers. It was then that you made the connection. The managers were husband and wife as well. They weren’t going to throw you out. In fact, they were part of the plan all along. They knew what Taehyung had planned for tonight. Your jobs were never in any danger. Of course you wouldn’t learn this till after your shift was over later that next morning.

Speaking of.......

The sun was starting to rise but you could care less as you laid there in your bed. The room darkening curtains were long pulled in for the morning to help block the annoying light. You laid there smiling like an idiot as you stared at your newly husband-to-be. Of course he was sporting one of the most smug smiles you had ever seen him wear.

“You’re a pabo. You could have waited till we didn’t have such a large audience. I was so embarrassed from all the crying I did. Everyone kept asking me questions and I was supposed to be waiting on other tables.”

All he did was laugh softly as you tried to act all grumpy with him. But your vampire knew better. You could never be grumpy with him for long. Grinning, he reeled you in and held you in his strong arms. This was the best. This was your dream. Living the simple life while being perfectly content. You just had no idea that it would require a vampire.

Life with a vampire was interesting. Still is.

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