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[cafeacademia]

Oooh (headcanons or fic whatever works best for you) foodshopping with matt and then after labeling it all togheter (you don´t know braille, matt doesn´t know wich box is what exacly so teamwork!) And putting it away.

Just some sweet domestic stuff! ❤️😍

Hi darling, forgot to post this last night, I'm still out of it 😅 I hope my fic captured your request well!

[luvrrszn]

hello! i would like to request a miguel x f!reader that’s a little…out there.

basically, miguel and reader have been trying for a baby for whileeee. natural, in vitro, all that, but nothing has been working. it puts a strain on their relationship and they are about to give up until reader begs him that they try one more time, and that’s when they get their little one

a/n: i'm soooo sorry for taking so long with this request, i've just been in a horrible slump lately :' i hope the anon who requested sees this :) xx

infertility.

the atmosphere in your house is perpetually tense.

for the past two and a half years, miguel and you had been trying for a baby. the both of you had tried several different methods, and in excruciating detail.

when the simple process of unprotected sex failed to get you pregnant, the two of you began tracking your ovulation. the process of making love to have a child together became a somewhat tedious process. this was the first sign of strain on your marriage.

after trying for almost eight months, the two of you started looking into in vitro fertilisation, or IVF. you threw yourself into researching good doctors and clinics, spending all your free time looking at reviews on said clinics. miguel did the same. at some point, the only topic of conversation between the two of you was IVF: doctors, clinics, success rates. another sign of strain on your marriage. too determined to find a way to have a child, the two of you didn't realise how much of a toll it was taking on your marriage.

when several rounds of IVF did not work, and the bills were piling up, you made the decision to stop trying through IVF. you were heartbroken, knowing how much miguel wanted a child of his own. you were thrown into a spiral, feeling that you had disappointed miguel, that you had let him down in some way.

for the past two and a half years, you suffered multiple miscarriages, never successfully delivering a healthy baby.

you were heartbroken that despite your efforts to get pregnant, you seemed to fail every time. you were by no means old, you were still at the age where you were able to have children. but for some reason, you still weren't able to get pregnant.

as you stared at yet another set of negative pregnancy tests on the sink counter, you turned to look at miguel sitting on the toilet bowl cover, resting his head in his hands.

"i'm so sorry miguel." you whispered.

without a word, miguel stood up and stormed out of the bathroom, and out of the house.

you were sad, hurt, and angry. all for a multitude of reasons. you were sad that you had let miguel down. you were sad that despite trying to hard, all your efforts were to no avail. you were hurt that instead of comforting you and acknowledging that both of you shared the pain, miguel left you all alone. you were angry that miguel did not seem to care much about you anymore. all he cared about was making a baby. not making love, not fucking, just the monotonous process of making a baby. neither love and tenderness, nor passion and lust.

that night, you made up your mind to stand up for yourself.

when miguel returned, you were sitting at the dining table, nursing a hot cup of tea. tea which apparently increased fertility. what bullshit.

"nice of you to return." you said, taking a sip of your tea.

"what do you want from me?" miguel sighed, taking off his shoes.

"i want you to treat me like your wife again, miguel. i want you to treat me like a person. i'm not just here for you to try and make a baby. and how dare you walk out on me today? you're not the only one who's disappointed, you know?" when you finished your sentence, you felt your heart drop, something you thought wasn't physically possible.

as you blinked, tears ran down your face. you didn't move to wipe them off.

the silence spoke volumes.

miguel closed the space between the two of you. gently wiping the tears off your face, he said, "mi corazón, i'm so sorry. there is no excuse for the way i have been acting. i should have talked to you about it, and i should have been there for you. i hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me."

the emotions you had been suppressing for so long came crashing down on you all at once. you said nothing in response to miguel, sobbing in his arms. he rubbed gentle circles on your back, pressing light kisses to the side of your head.

that night, you fell asleep wrapped in miguel's arms for the first time in what felt like a decade.

—

a week after your "fight", you were still in a terrible space, physically and mentally. you were exhausted to say the least. the countless miscarriages and the numerous failed attempts at conceiving a child were all piling up and slamming into you like a truck.

you were lifeless, tired, and you had just about given up. you and miguel had tried everything, and nothing worked. you had come to accept the fact that maybe, just maybe there was no more point on trying. you just had to accept the cards you'd been dealt.

you were tired of trying and trying, only to be disappointed every single time. you were tired of feeling guilty, like you had let down miguel, like you had robbed him the opportunity of the happy family he'd always wanted.

you knew how much it meant to him, but you were simply too exhausted to bear the weight of the constant disappointment and guilt.

so, you made up your mind to talk to miguel. to ask him to just consider that maybe it was time to give up. and that was exactly what you did.

that night, when miguel returned home, you sat him down at the dining table, and told him that the two of you needed to have a talk.

"miguel, i'm tired. i know all you want is a family, but i don't think i can do this anymore. i'm grumpy all the time, i feel like shit, nothing we've tried is working."

"but—" miguel cut himself off, swallowing. you knew he was against it. but you decided to keep quiet and wait for him to express his opinions. after a pause, miguel continued, "okay. querida, i want you to know that you could never, ever disappoint me. i am so, so proud of you for soldiering on til this point. i love you so, so much. but would you consider trying one last time? tonight? please."

miguel looked so hopeful that even you had a spark of hope. seeing no harm in agreeing, you said yes.

that night, before miguel lead you into the bedroom, you prayed to every God, that the two of you would be blessed with a little bundle of joy.

—

in the weeks following your last attempt at conceiving a child, you decided to focus on yourself, and take better care of yourself.

you began eating healthier, going on walks, sleeping earlier. you did everything you could to start feeling like yourself again.

you did things like make smoothies in the morning, cook more meals, and even took up painting.

life was starting to return to normal, and you felt the best you'd felt in months, years even.

you did everything right.

which is why you and miguel were so concerned when you started feeling fatigued, when your body started aching. when your favourite foods started tasting unpleasant, when there was always a persisting metallic taste in your mouth.

so you went to the doctor, who brought you news you'd never thought you'd hear.

—

"well, mr and mrs o'hara, congratulations. mrs o'hara, all these symptoms you've been experiencing are all common symptoms of early stages of pregnancy." the doctor beamed as she shared the news.

you were shocked, to say the least. you turned to miguel, and saw a sparkle in his eye, right before he swiftly picked you up and spun you around as you let out a laugh.

you carried on with the rest of your day with a bounce in your step.

—

the nine months blew by quicker than you'd expected. you had maintained your healthy eating and lifestyle, making sure to keep fit. you took prenatal supplements and vitamins, and did everything you could to make sure that you would safely carry your little bean to term.

miguel had converted the guest room into a nursery, built a crib, painted the walls, he did everything.

before you knew it, your little bundle of joy, your baby girl, was in your arms, sleeping. (not without an excruciatingly long labour, nothing less you'd expect of an o'hara baby).

miguel spent all his time buying new thingsfor your baby, and hovering over you, making sure that the both of you were safe at any given moment.

the struggle with infertility had been long and challenging, but the arrival of your daughter made every tear, every heartache, and every moment of uncertainty and disappointment worth it.

[enidette]

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[audiokinhelp]

Stim Headcanons for Hunter

You twirl your hair around your finger.

You 'draw' sigils on yourself using your hands.

Your cape has differently textured parts, all suited to your liking because of you adding on to it, so you rub your hands on it.

You copy bird sounds to the best of your ability.

When excited, you tend to hop around.

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[jjunieworld]

MEET ME AT OUR SPOT ˒˒ 심재윤 ▸  part one of the player’s game series⌇playlist & series tag

with the news of your grandma’s depleting health, life has you moving to your mother’s seaside hometown for the summer to your aunt’s. while there, you meet the illustrious player—jake sim—that everyone can’t seem to stop talking about. what you never expected was to gain his attention and spend the three months you’re there falling for him.

pairing ‎⸝⸝⸝ sim jaeyun x fem!reader 𓄷 iηcℓudᥱs 𓈓 jungwon, lifeguard!jay, player!sunghoon, and oc hana (jake’s ex)

genre﹙📓﹚⸝⸝⸝ angst, smut, fluff, strangers to temporary lovers, beach au, summer fling/summer love, lifeguard!jake, blonde!jake, kindaaa slow burn, h2o jokes references (i had to), slice of life, lifeguarding & surfing inaccuracies, reader is jungwon’s cousin

warnings ‎⸝⸝⸝ player!jake, toxic!jake, soft dom!jake, subtle manipulation, reader and hana almost drown once, mentions of reader’s dad passing (before story) and grandma’s depleting health, alcohol, skinny dipping, corruption kink, virgin!reader, inexperienced!reader, unprotected sex (condoms!), fingering, oral fixation, oral (f. rec), semi-public sex?, jake is jealous and a little possessive, he’s also lowkey a munch, hair pulling, cum eating?, petnames (baby, pretty), praise, jake talks you through it, creampie, dirty talk, slight dacryphilia, dumbification, marking

kipo’s note ‎⸝⸝⸝ this is mainly for @jjunberry (who held me at gunpoint to make this fic about jake), so echo i hope you enjoy!! ♡ i might make a part two,,, not sure! i have some ideas for it, but it depends on how everyone is feeling! >ㅅ< let me know what you think!! divider is by @/cafekitsune :D i hope you all enjoy!!! all feedback and reblogs are welcome! ♡

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your mom nudged you awake just as the plane was beginning to land. you rubbed your bleary eyes and blinked rapidly to try and get your eyes to adjust to the bright sunlight. nudging you again, your mom said, “wake up, we’re about to land.”

rolling your sore neck out, you sat up in your chair and looked around the plane at all the other passengers preparing themselves for the landing. you sighed softly to yourself, you never really liked planes—not that you’ve been on many. you were flying from the small town you called home to the small seaside hometown of your mother’s on the request of your aunt.

your aunt’s phone call still replayed in your head. you and your mom were in the middle of making lunch together when she got it. with a smile, your mom answered her sister’s call. “yes, older sister, is there a reason you’re interrupting my day?” your mom asked playfully.

her grin quickly vanished and through the phone you could hear your aunt say, “it’s mom… the doctors say she isn’t getting better…”

your mom turned you with a worried expression. you had stirred the contents of the pot on the stove before turning fully to your mom, brows furrowed. fear sank deep into your chest at the thought of your grandma not getting better. surely there was something else the doctors could do, right?

stepping up beside your mom at the kitchen island, you listened in to what your aunt was saying. “they’re trying everything they can. some things work—and she starts getting better—but some things don’t,” you could hear your aunt's voice start to wobble.

your aunt then quickly changed the subject away from your grandma’s depleting health, “why don’t you and y/n come down here for the summer? see grandma, jungwon, and i? it’s been so long since i’ve seen you both!”

you thought about the last time you saw your aunt and cousin. it was at your dad’s funeral—where you and your aunt had desperately tried to keep your mom together. it would be nice if you made a new, happier memory with them.

“oh…” your mom spoke, looking over to your place next to her. you could tell she was trying hard not to break in front of you. “we’ll be there.”

you and your mom were in your aunt’s car now after she had picked the two of you up from the airport. your head was resting against the glass as you peered out to the coastal scenery. you’ve never been to your mom’s hometown before. you had asked her once—sometime after your father’s death—and the sadness in her eyes made you regret asking. it was where your parents met. your father was visiting and the rest is history.

[ YOU HAD ME AT “HELLO” — 1ST MONTH ] ✈︎ ninety-two days until you return home.

your aunt pulled up to her and your mom’s childhood home where you could see your cousin, jungwon, waiting for you all on the porch. jungwon jogged up to the car just as you were exiting it, “y/nie! it’s been so long since i last saw you. did your head get bigger?”

“shut up!” you said, playfully pushing your cousin away from you. you put a finger to your chin in thought, “hmm, did you get shorter? i swear you were taller the last time i saw you.”

jungwon put a hand to his chest in mock hurt as he playfully rolled his eyes with a grin. he helped you and your mom get your luggage out from the car and drag it all inside.

you were staying in your mom’s childhood bedroom for the summer. although most of her decorations from her teen years had been taken down, you could still see the remnants of your mom in the room. you piled up your suitcases near the closet and dresser, turning to jungwon with a huff as you tried to catch your breath.

“we should head down to the beach after you’re done settling in! you said you’ve never been in the ocean, right?” jungwon asked you. you nodded in reply. you were excited to swim in the ocean and check out what the boardwalk had to offer.

“we should, that sounds fun!” you exclaimed. he then left and you started the lengthy process of turning the bedroom into your own for the summer. it didn’t help that you also overpacked. you couldn’t really tell what to bring and what not to bring to a small seaside town, so you kind of brought everything.

once you finished unpacking and taking a quick visit to your grandma’s room to greet her, you met jungwon in the living room. he was sitting on the couch scrolling through his phone. once he heard your approaching footsteps he looked up. “ready to go?” he asked you.

“ready to go,” you repeated with a nod. you had dressed in your bathing suit and cover before leaving your room and you saw that jungwon had done the same. he was clad in swim trunks with a black shirt. nerves bubbled in you about swimming in the ocean for the first time but you tried to not let anxious thoughts overwhelm you.

you and jungwon were making the short walk down to the ocean, which your aunt thankfully didn’t live too far from, when you caught sight of the boardwalk and marveled at all the shops and people around. you and jungwon laid your towels down in the sand and made your way straight to the bright blue water. squealing as jungwon flicked the cold water at you, you pushed your hands forward to splash him back. you then dunked completely under the water to try and get used to the coldness faster.

“oh my god!” you exclaimed as you surfaced, teeth chattering and body shivering, “i wasn’t expecting the water to be this cold!” you guessed that it was quite nice with the harsh heat of the summer sun beating down on you. jungwon’s laugh filled your ears as he splashed water at you again.

you weren’t the best of swimmers, that fact being very obvious to jungwon once he saw you doggy paddling in the water. you mostly stuck close to the shore, not wanting your feet to not be able to touch the ground. slowly, jungwon got you further and further out to try and help you swim better. it wasn’t working that well.

“i swear if i end up drowning out here because you’re a shitty swim teacher, i’m coming back to haunt you so bad!” you shouted to jungwon as you dipped under the water with the small oncoming wave. jungwon laughed hard, “don’t be mad at me because you’re a shitty swim student! besides, there’s like three lifeguards on the beach right now.”

jungwon motioned back to the shore at the three lifeguards. you turned to look, their small figures elevated from the rest of the crowd. one of them blew their whistle at some kid trying to drown another kid. distantly, you heard him yell, “stop trying to drown her before i kick you off the beach!”

you turned back to jungwon, “they seem preoccupied.”

jungwon shook his head with a smile. “well i’m kind of hungry… i’m gonna go get something to eat. you coming with or staying in the water?” jungwon asked you. you thought it over for a moment. you weren’t particularly hungry. “i’ll stay in the water. you know, hone my swimming skills while you’re gone,” you replied.

“don’t drown!” jungwon said as he began making his way to the shore. you scoffed playfully at him. once you were alone in the water, you started trying to actually swim a little. you decided that you wanted to test yourself to see what you learned by going further out in the ocean.

you were swimming, pretending to be a mermaid and going absolutely nowhere when all of a sudden a bigger wave than normal came rushing towards you. you noticed it a second too late and it crashed into you, causing you to submerge in the water.

just as you surfaced, gasping for air, another wave hit you and submerged you again. you hands grasped at air and your lungs burned as your ears rang. you didn’t know how long you spent being pummeled by the water until you felt arms wrap around you.

you were flipped onto your back as they pulled you to the surface. sputtering and gasping, you were finally able to inhale properly and bring oxygen back to your lungs. you tried to move but your limbs were heavy with exhaustion and you couldn’t help closing your eyes from the bright sun.

your back hit a hard surface and you cracked your eyes open to see that you were on a surfboard. “i got you, don’t worry,” a male voice, who you were assuming was one of the lifeguards, said above you. you started to cough violently as you held on for dear life to the surfboard. “thank you,” you managed to whisper hoarsely.

“no worries!” he responded breezily. you could feel him paddle you back to shore. you focused on taking deep breaths and trying to still your racing heart. you could’ve died back there all because you got cocky. if the lifeguard didn’t rescue you when he did you would’ve drowned.

once you both got back to the shore the lifeguard gave you a once over to ensure everything was all right. he pushed the blonde hair off his forehead as he spoke to you, “are you okay?”

you nodded weakly and said a bit flusteredly, “i think so, yes. thank you again, truly!” he flashed a bright smile at you and you couldn’t help but notice how cute he was. it almost made you want to jump back into the water and purposefully sink to the bottom so he would come and save you again.

“maybe you should stay out of the water for a while,” he said with a smile, “especially if you’re alone.” just at that moment you heard your name being shouted, the sound getting closer and closer to you. it was your cousin and you could hear the worry in his voice.

“oh my god, y/n!” jungwon exclaimed as he bent down towards you in the sand. he kept repeating what he said a couple times as he inspected you. you had to push his hands away and tell him that you were fine thanks to the lifeguard.

“i told you not to drown!” he suddenly shouted. if the people around you weren’t already staring at you, they were now. heat rose to your face from all of the sudden attention and embarrassment filled you. before you could speak the lifeguard chimed in, “technically she didn’t!”

you raised your brows as you smiled at how annoyed jungwon looked from his comment. “exactly, i got saved!” you added. jungwon waved a hand at you as you got to your feet with the aid of the lifeguard. jungwon then grumbled to himself, “i knew i should’ve made you come with me. and just my luck too, i left my food back at the table!”

turning swiftly to you, jungwon took your arm, “alright, beach time is over, we're going home. you get to explain to our moms how you managed to almost drown.” he pushed you towards the entrance of the boardwalk. jungwon then turned to the lifeguard and said, “oh! thank you for saving her!”

the two of you were almost out of the boardwalk when jungwon asked you why you kept looking behind you. you quickly turned to face forward with heated cheeks. you had been staring back at the attractive lifeguard, not realizing how obvious you were being about it. “that lifeguard was cute,” you said meekly.

jungwon looked behind him to look, “oh, jake? you really don’t want to get involved with him, y/n… he’s kind of a player.” you began to laugh off his statement when you turned to look at jake again and saw how he was surrounded by a group of girls in colorful bikinis.

jake had a smirk on his face as he wrapped his arm around a girl with dark hair while talking to another. your heart sunk a little in your chest. of course you weren’t the most special girl in the world, but that didn’t mean that you didn’t feel a little disappointed. you had to be realistic with yourself, someone like jake wasn’t going to fall for an average, everyday girl like you.

“oh…” was all you could say in reply as you turned back to the path you were taking home. you tried to think of the bright side of things—at least you wouldn’t end the summer with a failed relationship and a broken heart.

it had been almost a week since you arrived and besides the small beach trip you and jungwon took when you first got here, you haven’t left the house much. you were pretty sure that you were driving your mom and aunt crazy, especially when your mom brought up the idea of you getting a summer job. “it’s easy cash!” your mom explained, setting her open book down on her lap.

you aunt chimed in, “yeah! i heard mrs. song needed some more employees, why don’t you go down to the juice bar and apply?” you supposed that earning a little bit of cash while you were here wasn’t that bad of an idea, so you did exactly what your aunt suggested.

mrs. song didn’t even spare one glance at you and all she asked was, “can you make a smoothie?” you told her that you could—and very well if you do say so yourself—and she responded with, “great, you’re hired! you start monday at nine.”

you hadn’t realized that it would be that easy. she didn’t even interview you, but you put it to the back of your mind. you weren’t the one to pass up easy money. you had thought that it would at least take maybe an hour to go through the whole process, so now you were out and about with nothing to do. you decided to explore the town a little by yourself, since you still were unfamiliar with the whole place.

as your feet moved mindlessly, you looked around. it was a beautiful day out today, just cool enough for the summer sun not to boil you. you were so lost in your thoughts that you didn’t realize that you were climbing over some rocks to a secluded part of the beach until you almost slipped and fell.

there was a cove where a small amount of the water flowed in to an open cave-like entrance. being the curious person you were, you decided to follow it. you peeked into the cave, there was a huge opening at the top of it that let in a lot of sunlight. cautiously, with your flip flops in your hand, you made your way into the cave. you guess it wasn't really a cave at all, more of an open rock structure.

you were in the middle of the cave, the opening at the ceiling shining sunlight onto you, when you heard behind you, “oh!” jumping in shock, you turned to where the voice came from.

it was the cute lifeguard who saved you earlier this week—jake. he wore his shock completely on his face as he was frozen mid stride. there was a towel balled up in his arms along with what looked like some fishing equipment. heat quickly spread through your face as you struggled to make eye contact with him. “wasn’t expecting anyone to be here…” he murmured to himself, shaking the blonde hair out of his eyes slightly. you noticed he had an accent.

“oh! i’ll go!” you quickly said, already making your way back to the entrance. jake held up his hands to stop you and in the process his towel fell to the sand below the both of you. “no, no, no, that’s okay! you can stay if you want. uh… hello!” he replied with a smile.

you froze right in front of him like a deer in headlights, but managed to nod. he nodded back to you, smile widening, before making his way further into the cave. he sat his stuff down a couple feet from the small pool of water that formed from the ocean. you stood in the same spot by the entrance and watched him.

“nice meeting you again! what was your name? are you new here? i feel like you are. i haven’t seen you around before,” jake asked you, looking up from where he fiddled with his fishing hook. you took small steps towards him and nodded. “uh, yeah! my name’s y/n—i’m just here for the summer actually! thanks again for, you know, saving my life,” you said awkwardly.

jake chuckled, “seriously! no worries, y/n! so… how’d you find this place? i mean, nobody really knows about it but me.” he put his hook down and stood from his spot, giving you his full attention.

“i was just wandering around really…” you trailed, scratching the back of your neck, “i’ve been trying to explore the area since everything is so new to me.” jake’s eyebrows raised and he nodded at your words.

“you know what, you should let me show you around town since you’re new here!” jake exclaimed like it meant absolutely nothing. your eyebrows shot up at his offer. he wanted to show you around? just the two of you?

you shook your head a little and waved a hand in the air at him, “oh, you don’t have to bother! i can find my way around by my—“

jake cut you off and playfully said, “come on, i insist! i can’t just let you wander around blind! besides, this town may be small, but it does have its secrets. and lucky for you, i just so happen to know all of them!” he motioned around the cave that the two of you were in. “for example: this place,” he added.

call it genuine curiosity or the fact that you found him so attractive and charming that you couldn’t say no, you agreed. “if you insist!” you laughed sheepishly and jake smiled from ear to ear. the warning of him being a player got completely pushed out of your mind and all you could think about was the opportunity of getting close to him. everything seemed so perfect for it.

jake walked up to you and wrapped an arm around your shoulder, “good, good! i was gonna go fishing, but this is way more fun. from here on out, this place will be known as our spot!” jake held a hand out as he turned the two of you in a circle. you giggled and glanced over at him, “our spot, got it!”

for the rest of the day, you and jake spent time getting to know each other as he showed you around town. he was a lot different than you thought he would be. for one, you expected him to be a lot more standoffish, but he was really friendly instead.

the two of you were sitting at one of the tables outside of a food stand after getting food when you asked jake what he liked to do for fun—besides the fishing he was going to do earlier. “well, i like long walks on the beach and—“ he joked before you cut him off with a nudge to his shoulder.

“be serious!” you exclaimed as he started laughing, which made you laugh too. jake raised his shoulders and exclaimed, “what! i do like long walks on the beach, they’re calming!”

after the two of you settled down a little, jake suddenly asked, “do you have a bucket list?” you thought for a moment. you’ve heard of the whole concept of bucket lists, but you always thought them too unrealistic to actually go through with it. it was more of those things that you thought would be nice to do, but knew you were never going to be able to do it.

“no, i don’t,” you replied.

jake’s eyes widened at you from across the table. the setting sun casted him in a hazy glow and made his blonde hair almost appear pinkish. “you don’t have a bucket list? no, we need to fix this. we’re coming up with a bucket list together—what’s something you always wanted to do?” he asked rapidly.

“i’ll have to think this through first!” you quickly spoke, holding your hands out in front of you to slow him down, “it has to be realistic if we’re gonna do this together, i’m only here for three months! and i want to be able to have memories of it—physical memories!”

“okay, okay, i’ll give you until tomorrow to come up with some ideas!” jake laughed, “but what do you mean physical memories?” he leaned forward onto the table and rested his head in his hand as he waited for your answer.

humming in thought, you replied, “like one of those cheap disposable cameras! we can take a bunch of pictures of us going through the bucket list and at the end of summer when i’m gone we can get them developed! that way we stay in the moment.” jake’s eyes lit up and he practically dragged you out of your seat and down the boardwalk.

“i know just the place!” he said and led you towards the entrance of the boardwalk. after walking a short distance, jake pulled you into a place that selled various types of cameras. you had gotten there just in time, since the store was just about to close for the night.

the two of you had run around the store looking for the disposable cameras you were talking about, having absolutely no luck, until you heard jake call out your name. when you made your way over to him he held two in his hands out for you to see. “one for you and one for me!” he grinned.

you made your way over to the register and jake paid for them—which you complained about but he ignored you anyways. once you got outside you both ripped the packages open. you heard jake turning the dial and looked up. he had the camera up to his face and took a picture of you just as you looked up.

blinking rapidly, a shy smile took over your face. “what was that for?” you asked. jake grinned from behind the camera and lowered it to look fully at you.

“i want my first memory to be of you,” jake said simply. your eyes widened and your heart did backflips in your chest. heat spread to your cheeks and you looked away at the intensity of his stare.

“really?” you asked quietly. you heard jake’s laugh and his finger was under your chin. he turned your head so you were looking at him. the two of you were so close you could feel his breath fanning across your cheeks. jake nodded at you.

with a smile he added, “you’re so cute.” he held his camera up and aimed it at the both of you so that you were in frame. still shocked from what just happened, you idly looked up the camera with a dazed smile and jake snapped another picture.

to break the sudden tension, you turned to him with a flustered smile. “i want one of us too!” you said cheerfully. you held your camera up and jake wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you close until you were completely up against him. your face felt on fire as you snapped the picture.

you looked over to jake—who still had his arm wrapped around you waist—and quickly came up with an excuse to escape the tension. “i should probably start heading home,” you muttered as jake stared back at you, “it’s getting late.”

jake slowly removed his arm—not far, as it now rested on your hip as you turned to face him. “i’ll walk you,” he replied.

the walk back to your aunt’s was shorter than you expected and it made you wish that you purposefully took a couple wrong turns so that you could stay with jake longer. you were beginning to really enjoy his company and wanted to get to know him more. you took a step towards the porch before turning to jake. “this is me…” you trailed.

he had given you his number on the walk over so you could talk more about the summer plans you had come up with. “it was nice getting to know you today,” jake spoke softly, a smile slipping onto his lips. you nodded and agreed with him.

“thank you for making my summer more interesting! if it weren’t for your bucket list idea i probably would just stay in the house the whole summer whenever i’m not working at the juice bar…” you chuckled. jake joined in with you and said that it was no problem.

for a second, you thought that he was going to kiss you, like how this scene played out before in so many movies. an awkward smile overcame your face and you took another step towards the door. “i’ll see you later?” you asked, taking more steps towards the door.

“absolutely! after your shift tomorrow—you did say you worked tomorrow, right?” jake asked and you nodded in reply. he then said, “i’ll see you tomorrow then!”

when you finally got into the house you inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly. you took your shoes and jacket off by the door just as your mom came down the stairs. “you were gone all day! where have you been?” she asked curiously and made her way to the kitchen.

following her, you responded, “just out exploring the town… i made a new friend!” she hummed and turned to raise her eyebrows at the last part. “new friend? that’s good, honey! maybe you won’t be inside all summer,” she teased.

the two of you laughed and you made your way upstairs to get ready for bed. you placed the disposable camera on your dresser, a small smile coming to your lips as you thought about the day you just had. slipping into bed, you tried to not let the excitement for tomorrow not let you sleep and closed your eyes.

jake: meet me at our spot? jake: after your shift, of course.

your shift had just ended when jake had texted you. the two of you texted all night about potential bucket list ideas for the summer but neither of you had decided on anything concrete.

you: i’ll see you there!

when you got to you and jake’s “spot”, he was waiting there for you, two drinks in hand while sitting in the sand. the sunlight from up above perfectly lit him up and made his blonde hair glow. he extended one of the drinks out to you—the same drink you had gotten last night on your little adventure together—as he rose to his feet.

you thanked him with a warm smile and the two of you had begun going over different ideas for your bucket list. “remember though, i’m only here for three months! it can’t be anything crazy like going skydiving or anything,” you told jake as you sat side by side in the sand near the entrance of the cave.

jake nodded and pretended to cross something off midair. “got it—no skydiving,” he said with a playful pout. you giggled at him while nudging him with your shoulder as you rolled your eyes.

“what about… surfing?” you asked, turning to jake. “i’ve never been surfing before, but that’s mainly because i can’t swim… maybe that isn’t a good idea actually.” you let out a nervous laugh as you recalled the way you and jake met and your cheeks heated from the embarrassment.

“lucky for you,” jake said while standing to his feet and putting his hands on his hips, “you have the number one lifeguard here to teach you and look out for you!” jake started flexing in various poses, making you laugh as you looked up at him.

“seriously, though. i can teach you! nothing will happen to you on my watch,” jake exclaimed as he sat back down. you shrugged, he was your best option considering that he’s literally a lifeguard. if something went south, at least you knew you’d survive with him by your side. nodding, you agreed, “okay, deal!”

you and jake spent the rest of the time at your spot debating on various things you both wanted to do for your bucket list. other than him teaching you how to surf, the both of you also came up with stargazing, going to the summer splash charity event, and doing something adventurous—like skinny dipping.

the summer splash charity event is a party that raises money to provide resources for the sheltered animals in town. according to jake, it happens every year and everyone goes to it. it’s a formal event that everyone dresses to the nines for. you made a mental note to ask your mom about it to see if she had a dress you could borrow.

“skinny dipping?!” you whipped around to where jake was sitting, feet in the water as he mindlessly dipped his finger into it. he looked back to where you were standing, “what? you said you wanted to do something adventurous and that’s the first thing i thought of!”

you wrapped your arms around yourself, suddenly self conscious, as you shifted your weight from one leg to the other. noticing the change in your body language, jake stood as came up to you slowly. “we can do it at night when the beach is completely empty—or not at all if you’re not comfortable. it’s completely up to you,” jake said softly.

you looked down to your feet as you thought about it. you did tell him that you wanted to do something adventurous this summer, break out of your shell. there’s nothing more adventurous and nothing that screams “breaking out of your shell” quite like skinny dipping does. you inhaled deeply, “no… let’s do it—only at night though and only when the beach is completely empty.”

jake’s eyebrows raised but you couldn’t miss the slight smirk that was making its way onto his lips. “are you sure?” he asked seriously.

you hit jake in the arm. “don’t pretend like you aren’t excited to see a naked girl!” you joked, trying to lift the tension. the smirk on his face shifted to a grin and he broke out into a laugh. jake held his hands up in the air and turned away from you. “i can’t say that i’m not,” he replied.

the first month of your stay was almost coming to an end and it seemed as if you and jake were attached at the hip. for the entire month, jake had shown you the ins and outs of the small seaside town until you knew it like the back of your hand. your disposable cameras had filled up and you had to buy another one from all the pictures you’ve taken.

a smile came to your face and heat spread across your cheeks as you thought about one of the special pictures you’ve taken just yesterday. you and jake were out on the town again, him showing you this skate park that nobody really uses anymore. the two of you sat on the edge of the ramp and you listened as jake pointed out various graffitied names and told you about the people behind them.

it was nighttime, and you knew you should start heading home before it got too late out, but—like always—you didn’t want your time with jake to end. the moment grew quiet and your eyes traveled over all the different names and made up different stories for them. you felt a pair of eyes on you and looked over to where jake was staring intently at you.

“i’m glad i got to meet you,” he said softly, leaning closer to you. you looked away briefly, a flustered smile lighting up your features and face heating. you couldn’t imagine a different timeline where you didn’t meet jake.

“i’m glad i got to meet you, too,” you replied shyly. jake smiled and reached his hand up to cup your cheek. for another moment, which seemed everlasting, the two of you looked into each other’s eyes. when his lips pressed to yours, everything felt as if it fell into place. it felt as if this was the moment when everything clicked—when you knew what you’d finally been looking for.

you were filled with passion that threatened to break out. you pulled jake closer and the thought of needing to breathe didn’t even cross your mind. that was, until your lungs screamed for air and you and jake finally pulled away from each other.

a smile broke out onto your face and it did on jake’s as well. he chuckled slightly and held your hands in his. then his eyes lit up suddenly and he was pushing himself off the ground and jogging over to where your bags were.

“what are you doing?” you giggled, turning fully to where he stood. he dug in both of your bags and pulled out the cameras. jake then jogged back over to you, dropping back down to the ground next to you, and handed you your camera.

“you said you wanted physical memories, right?” jake held up his camera so that the two of you were in frame with all the graffitied names in the back. “say cheese!” he smiled and you laughed—which he caught with the flash of the camera.

“now you,” jake added, urging you to hold up your camera. you laughed again and held up your camera, head tilted against jake’s, as you snapped a picture. you turned to jake and he smiled at you. he then pressed a kiss to your cheek and laughed at how flustered you got from it, which he also managed to catch on camera.

when you did finally get home, drunk on the thought of the kiss you and jake shared, jungwon was waiting for you. he sat on the couch, some random show he wasn’t watching playing on the tv. when you stepped through the door, he turned towards you.

“you and jake have been spending a lot of time together…” jungwon trailed, eyebrows knitting together. the smile on your face vanished and you quickly took off your shoes.

“yeah…” you mumbled in reply, “what about it? we’re friends.” you didn’t mean for your words to come out so harsh, but you couldn’t help it. you were getting two different ideas of jake and you believed the one that came straight from the source more rather than the one that was passed around.

jungwon’s eyebrows raised slightly, “i just want you to be careful and to not get hurt. i told you, he’s a player, and i don’t want you to get caught up—“

“i’m a big girl, jungwon. i can handle myself,” you cut him off abruptly. anger pulsated through you. why does he keep telling you this? “jake isn’t like that—not anymore.”

before jungwon could speak again, you stormed off to your room. you refused to let his words ruin your night, not after you and jake had finally kissed. you tried to focus your mind on the kiss, the way his soft lips felt against yours and the tickle of his blonde hair—dark brown roots barely grown out—against your skin.

inhaling deeply, you got ready for bed. under the security of the covers, you opened up your phone to send a message to jake. a smile made its way across your face and it took everything in you not to squeal as you put your phone on your nightstand.

you: i had a really great time tonight! sweet dreams! jake: me too! sweet dreams, pretty.

you mentally slapped yourself to stop thinking about his text. “pretty,” he called you pretty. you giggled to yourself and turned over in your bed, shutting your eyes.

[ YOU KNOW I’LL “SEE YOU LATER” — 2ND MONTH ] ✈︎ sixty-two days until you return home.

it’s been almost a week since the kiss you and jake shared. the two of you had fallen naturally into things a couple do—go on what seem like dates, kiss and such. you were so sure that jake was going to ask you to be his girlfriend, yet he’s made nothing official.

you thought that maybe you were imagining the whole thing, that the two of you haven’t kissed at all and nothing has changed between the two of you, but that was until he kissed you again. and again. the only thing he asked you is if you wanted to go to a beach party one of his friends is having this weekend—which you agreed to.

you sat slumped against the counter of the juice bar. today was a slow day and you began regretting working there at all with how much your feet hurt. “i don’t know, what do you think? am i overthinking things? i just feel like he should’ve asked me by now…” you looked to your side to where your coworker, hana, leaned near the smoothie machine.

you met hana on your third day of working at the juice bar and the two of you became fast friends. you didn’t have a lot of shifts together, but when you did she told you all the gossip on some of the people around town who you’ve never met and probably never will. in return, you mainly shared your anxious thoughts revolving jake, which she didn’t seem to mind hearing.

“are you sure he’s not playing you?” hana asked, somewhat hesitantly. you sighed and looked away, focusing your attention on the ocean waves ahead. you hated how many times people asked you that question.

“there’s nothing to play if i’m not even his girlfriend,” you stated. to which hana responded with a “…not quite.”

“i know this is a sore subject for you so i’ll keep it brief, but what if he is?” she pushed off the counter and made her way over to you, slumping next to you as she looked at you. she rested her head in her hand, “i don’t really know this jake, but i have heard of him. and i’ve heard that he cheated on his last girlfriend. now that could just be a rumor, but he doesn’t exactly have the cleanest track record. the guy has hooked up with every girl he could lay his eyes on—what if he’s just trying to get into your pants?”

you groaned and buried your face in your arms. this really didn’t help with your overthinking. what if jake was just trying to get into your pants? what if this all was some elaborate scheme to get close to the new girl so he could sleep with you? what if he wasn’t the person he was making himself out to be?

“what if he is?” you asked, voice muffled. you already knew the answer, hana didn’t even need to say it. and she didn’t. hana rubbed comforting circles onto your back instead.

“my shift is about to end… i really hope that what i said isn’t true y/n, but for your own sake… i would be careful around him.” you got up from the counter, nodding at hana and her departure, and sighed again. from your pocket you felt your phone buzz and looking at it, you laughed wryly. the universe really does have a way with things…

jake: hang out with me after your shift? jake: we can get a move on with our bucket list and i can teach you how to surf!

you wanted to bang your head off the counter at how your heart fluttered from him messaging you. you wanted to heed everyone’s constant warnings, but a part of you wanted to push them out of your head. a part of you wanted to cast caution to the wind and take the leap of faith. jake couldn’t be playing you, he couldn’t. that just didn’t seem like him. a part of you wanted to keep moving forward with your relationship, close your eyes to the fact that you could very well be walking down the path of getting hurt.

at this point, you were in too deep. if you got hurt, then you got hurt. at least then you’d know it was real—at least for you. caution be damned. you inhaled sharply as your fingers typed out your response:

you: of course! meet me at the beach after i grab my swimsuit? jake: i’ll see you later!

after your shift ended—and you ran back home to grab your swimsuit—you met jake at the beach like you both agreed. he was already clad in swim trunks, the lack of shirt shocking you for a quick second, and leaning against the surfboard he had next to him. “you ready?” jake asked as you walked up to him, a smile gracing his lips as he pushed off his surfboard.

you nodded, eager to get into the water and cool down your heated cheeks. the two of you made your way into the water together after he grabbed another surfboard for himself, passing the one he was carrying to you.

jake had begun teaching you how to actually even get on the board, firstly getting onto your stomach and then eventually standing. when you finally cheered at the fact that you were able to stand and not embarrassingly slide off into the water, he then taught you how to actually ride a wave.

“steady… and then up!” jake guided next to you as the two of you caught a small wave. when you surfed back to the shore you jumped to your feet and cheered, wrapping your arms around his bare torso.

“i did it! i did it!” you cheered, twirling you and jake as he laughed. you pulled away from him, smile still as big as the sun. jake pulled you into a brief kiss, pulling away with a proud smile. “you did it!” jake cheered back.

with your flustered gaze, you turned back to the oncoming waves with newfound courage, but instead noticed something else. in the distance, you could see someone flailing in the water. their head went under with the oncoming waves. in wordless shock all you could do was point towards the water while hitting jake’s arm until the words finally spilled from your mouth, “someone’s drowning!”

jake turned towards the direction you pointed in just as the person in the water gasped for air and went back under. his eyes widened and he briefly looked around at the lifeguards present on the beach. when he saw that none of them were paying attention, he picked up his surfboard from the sand and took off towards the water.

you stood back on the shore, worry eating at you as jake pulled the person onto the surfboard and swam them back to shore. it reminded you of how he saved you on your first day here. when he reached shore you helped him get the unconscious person onto the sand as one of the lifeguards ran towards your direction.

your eyes widened in horror as you realized it was your friend, hana. jake alternated doing mouth to mouth and chest compressions on her until her eyes sprang open and she coughed up water. “oh my god, hana! are you okay?” you bent down to ask with furrowed brows, cradling her cheek with your hand.

weakly, she nodded and smiled at you. hana turned her attention to jake, her smile widened as she let out a hoarse “thank you, you saved my life!” jake gave her a tight-lipped smile and nodded, his eyes finding yours. the two of you backed up as the lifeguard on duty took over.

“that’s one of my good friends from work!” you exclaimed as you looked back at the scene, brows knitted together. “i really hope she’s okay… almost drowning is really scary.”

jake’s hand found yours and he pulled you back to where your towels were. his face was weirdly blank and there was what almost seemed to be a scowl on his lips. you put a hand on his shoulder and leaned towards him, “hey… you alright?”

jake just nodded, giving you a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “that was just kinda hectic… why don’t we go do something else instead of surfing again?” he asked you. you nodded, an empathetic smile forming on your lips.

the weekend had arrived and the beach party that seemed to be the talk of the town was tonight. instead of being excited for your first ever beach party, you were nervously shifting your phone in your hands. since the whole beach incident, it’s been almost radio silence from jake. when he was answering your texts, they were only one word replies or dry texts.

you didn’t understand what had gone wrong. at first you thought he needed space. saving someone’s life was no easy feat and definitely had to take a toll on him, but you wanted to be there for him any way that you could.

when you saw him one day while working, he acted like he didn’t even hear you calling him—choosing to instead hurry off with one of his friends. your heart dropped and hana rubbed more comforting circles into your back as you tried not to cry. “he really seems like he’s playing you, y/n…” hana had trailed off hesitantly, knowing how much of a sensitive issue this was for you. “maybe you should just end things officially with him.”

what if jake was playing you?

you did the finishing touches on your outfit for the party and took another look at yourself in the mirror, a small smile forming on your lips. it was just your bathing suit and a simple cover up, but you looked good, if you did say so yourself. you grabbed your phone again, hoping to hear from jake but knew that you wouldn’t. sighing, you threw your phone onto your bed.

you debated even going to the stupid party—in fact, you were already an hour and a half late for it. what was the point if the person who invited you wasn’t even talking to you? but you thought fuck that. you were going to go out and enjoy your summer at a party you were going to have fun at, with or without jake.

after doing another once over in the mirror, you grabbed your things and made your way downstairs for the walk down to the beach. if jake was going to ignore you, you were going to ignore him right back. tonight, you were only going to care about you, not him. two can play at this petty game.

you could hear the music playing from the party, which only got louder and louder the nearer you got to it. there were bodies everywhere, including those in the water. everyone was clad in their bathing suits, either chatting with others or pulling each other into the water. you made your way over to where a bar was set up and grabbed yourself a drink.

you didn’t want to get too drunk tonight, since you were alone, but you wanted something in your system. nursing the drink, you wandered around to find something to do. it dawned on you how little people you knew here. you didn’t really expand your friendships much besides jake and hana.

the cool night breeze made you shiver slightly, so you decided to make your way over to where there was a campfire set up. there were plenty of people around it and maybe you could meet some new friends. that’s when your heart dropped.

just a few feet ahead of you was jake and his friends, no doubt drunk out of their minds. you wondered how you didn’t hear their loud bantering over the music, but you guess that it all sort of blended in. jake sat on a beach chair, some random girl in his lap with his hand resting on her ass. it wasn’t any girl you recognized.

what the fuck, you thought, anger bubbling up inside you. i knew it, i should’ve knew he was playing me like the fucking fool i am. just at that moment you and jake made eye contact, the smile on his face faltering as he took in your look of pure devastation. you should’ve just stayed home.

turning on your feet, your eyes scanned for somewhere you could run to, but seeing nowhere good enough they landed on the water ahead. it’ll have to do.

you stripped off your bathing suit cover and speed walked with fevered passion out towards the water, hoping that the darkness will cover up your tracks. you didn’t even care that the water was freezing cold, you couldn’t feel it with how the anger was heating up your skin. instead, you dipped your head underwater for a couple seconds, complete silence and darkness calming you briefly, before surfacing again. luckily, jake didn’t follow you out—if you could even consider that luck.

as soon as you surfaced, you were face to face with a stranger you didn’t know. you let out a shocked gasp and moved backwards. “sorry,” the stranger awkwardly chuckled, giving you some space. “i saw you storm in the water—it’s not safe to be out here in the dark swimming in the ocean alone.”

you quirked an eyebrow at him, “what’s it to you?” you really didn’t need more people making this moment difficult for you.

his face lit up like he forgot to mention a very crucial piece of information. “oh! uh—i’m a lifeguard.” he held out his hand to you, the moonlight illuminating it. what was up with you and lifeguards? you hesitantly took it and gave him a wary smile. “i’m jay. you’re jake’s girl, right?”

your smile immediately dropped. you weren’t “jake’s girl,” and it was clear that you never was. all you were to him was some pawn in a game you didn’t even really know you were playing. “not jake’s girl,” you responded.

you looked back to the campfire, seeing that jake and some of his friends were nowhere to be found. you turned back to jay, “and i guess you’re right. i can't swim that well anyways.” a sheepish smile made it’s way onto your face.

“maybe i should get you back to shore then…” jay laughed, “get you warmed up by the campfire? it’s pretty chilly out here and i wouldn’t want you to get sick.” you nodded and the two of you swam back to the shore together. as soon as you stepped out, your teeth chattered and your body shook like a leaf. all the heat from the anger dissipated and now you were just cold.

you and jay sat side by side on a log, the flames from the fire drying you off and warming your bodies. after a couple moments, jay turned to you and said, “you don’t seem to be one who falls for a player’s antics like jake’s.”

caught completely by surprise, you cleared your throat slightly as you thought of something to say. you weren’t one to fall for a player, especially after being warned so much about him. it was unlike you. but there was just something about jake that kept luring you in, like a lamb to the slaughter. “i guess i was too caught up in being in a new town that i put caution aside…” you trailed, staring down at your hands.

jay hummed, “ah, new girl. i see.” you looked over to him and nodded, trying to lighten the mood with a small laugh. “you live and you learn,” jay added, almost solemnly. it made you wonder what he had to go through to give you such advice. you didn’t have the chance to ask before you saw jake barreling his way over towards you, stumbling over his own feet.

he stood across the fire from you and jay, anger dripping from his face. “wow, you move on quick!” he seethed, eyes locking on yours. jake’s accent was heavy and thick, words slurred. you scoffed at him. did he think you didn’t see him with that other girl on his lap?

you shot up from your seat, “i move on quick? me? you literally had some girl on your lap after ignoring me for days, jake.” in the corner of your eyes you saw the attention the two of you were gathering. people dipping by other’s ears to whisper about the two of you. you didn’t even have to guess what they were saying. you knew that it had to be something along the lines of “jake sim strikes again! another stupid girl fell into his trap. they just don’t know how to learn.”

ignoring your words, jake instead said, “i didn’t know you were such a whore, y/n.” you face contorted to one of hurt and you took a small step back, the back of your foot knocking against the log you were just seated on.

jay jumped from the log, moving ever so slightly to step in front of you. “what the fuck, man?” jay hissed towards jake. jake didn’t even pay him any attention, his eyes never left yours.

you didn’t know how everything went so wrong. it seemed like just yesterday jake was kissing you for the first time at the abandoned skate park. now everything was so twisted and you were left standing in the center of it all. you desperately tried to not let tears well up in your eyes. jake didn’t get to go treat you this way—he didn’t get to win. you looked him dead in the eyes, “what the fuck is wrong with you, jake?”

before he could answer, his friend came up to him and slang and arm around his shoulder. you recognized him, despite jake never introducing you to any of his friends. park sunghoon, jake’s bestfriend and right-hand man—and no doubt another player. his eyes glided over your body, still somewhat wet from your dip in the ocean. his lips curled up into a smirk, “who’s this jake? victim number…” he trailed off into a laugh, eyes hooded from the alcohol. “oh wait… i lost count,” sunghoon laughed again.

the anger disappeared from jake’s face, now replaced with complete detachment as he turned to sunghoon and laughed. you literally couldn’t believe what you were seeing. was this how he treated every girl who had unfortunately fallen into his web?

“she’s cute,” sunghoon said, eye’s trailing you again. you had the urge to cover up, pulling your bathing suit cover tighter around you, suddenly feeling disgusted at the fact that they were talking about you like you weren’t even there.

“make your move, i bet she’ll let you take her right here,” jake replied, looking at you. your mouth opened in shock and you were frozen in place. jake was like a completely different person. no—this must’ve been the real him he was hiding from you to get in your pants. you were in such shock that you didn’t even see jay’s fist connecting with jake’s face until they were rolling around in the sand throwing more fists at each other.

you stood in the same spot, unmoving, as more of jake’s friends showed up and pulled them apart before anything serious could happen besides some cut lips. jake pushed his friends off of him and stormed off towards a group of girls—the one girl in particular who was in his lap earlier. he pulled her towards up and smashed his lips onto her’s, all the while making direct eye contact with you.

you looked away, scoffing to yourself as you made your way to where jay stood brushing sand off himself. “i’m so sorry, are you okay?” you asked while aiding him in brushing off sand.

in lieu of a reply, jay hissed, “he’s such a fucking asshole. how did you even get caught up in his drama?” when jay turned to you, there wasn’t any anger in his eyes—at least, not towards you. it was a genuine question, and somehow that made you feel worse about everything.

you looked back over to where jake stormed off to to see that him and his friends—and the girl he kissed—were all walking over to the ocean to swim. they left abandoned articles of clothing in their wake as they started to chase each other into the water. you sighed mellowly, “i thought he was different, not who everyone said he was… it turns out i was wrong. he’s exactly like how everyone says he is.”

you couldn’t help the stray tear that escaped your eye, quickly moving your hand to wipe it away. you felt jay’s eyes on you as you stared down at your toes in the sand. he doesn’t get to win, you thought, opening your mouth to speak as you looked up at jay.

jay beat you to it. “let’s get a drink. take your mind off of it?” he offered. you closed your mouth and nodded, walking side by side with him towards the bar.

you were well past tipsy now as you and jay spent however long talking and getting to know each other. just as the two of you were in the middle of a conversation about your favorite aquatic animal, jake walked up to you. his head was down and he looked like a kicked puppy as he stood in front of you. he was only in his swim trunks and almost completely dry, so you were guessing it’s been a while since he’s been out of the water. “y/n…” he trailed, looking up at you through slightly wet strands of blonde hair.

“the fuck do you want, jake? here to call me a whore again? just leave me alone,” you waved a hand in the air at him, taking a sip from your drink. jake tried to take your hand in his but you snatched it out of his grip. you were guessing he was sober now.

“can we please just talk?” jake asked. his eyes skimmed over to jay who was glaring at him. “privately?” jake added. you laughed at him. is he serious?

“she told you to leave her alone, dude,” jay said, tone a little harsh.

jake rolled his eyes, they landed on jay with a glare, “shut the fuck up, jay. this has nothing to do with you.” jake turned his gaze back to you, gaze softening completely. he almost looked sorry. you almost laughed again.

“please, y/n. just five minutes and you’ll never have to see me again,” jake pleaded.

next to you, jay scoffed. “you promise?” jay cooed towards jake and jake’s glare immediately came back as his eyes snapped towards him. you sighed.

“five minutes, jake. that’s all i’m giving you to explain everything,” you spoke quietly. jay looked over at you. in his eyes you saw his question, “are you sure?” you gave him a slight nod and then stood. “don’t waste my time,” you added.

you wobbled slightly as you stood and jake took your hand. again, you pulled it out of his grasp. “i can walk by myself,” you bit out. jake’s eyebrows raised in slight shock but he said nothing as he guided you to somewhere private.

he led you a little bit away from where the party was, but close enough that you still heard the music blasting from the speakers. he pulled you behind an empty stand where wandering eyes couldn’t see you. you turned to him with a deep sigh and raised brows raised as you crossed your arms. “time is ticking,” is all you said.

“she meant nothing… i promise. it's you i want, y/n,” jake started, hands coming to rest on your shoulders. you rolled your eyes at him. meant nothing? so he thinks you’re stupid.

“doesn’t seem that way to me,” you countered. you turned to walk away. if he was just going to lie to you then there wasn’t any point of hearing him out. jake grabbed your hand and pulled you back towards him. he cupped your cheek and guided your gaze back up to his. “i’m serious. it is you that i want. my head was everywhere and the alcohol didn’t help and i’m sorry. i’m so sorry, y/n, i didn’t want to hurt you.”

in your head you cursed him for being so alluring, and then cursed yourself for drinking so much because now you were melting like puddy in his hands. you didn’t want to believe him, you really didn’t, but the more you searched his eyes, the more you saw the truth in them. jake wanted you, that much was the truth. but was he truly sorry… that was to be determined.

the anger in your eyes softened and your eyes glazed over, “why would you do that, jake? you don’t talk to me for days and then i come here and see you all up on some girl? after spending so much time with me and acting like we’re a couple?” you swear you saw jake’s heart break as he pulled you into his chest.

“i know, baby, i know i messed up and i’m sorry. let me make it up to you and show you that you’re the only one who matters to me,” jake said softly and you pulled away to look at him. he pressed his lips to yours, his hand cupping your face gently. you shivered slightly at his touch and the petname falling from his lips. a fire lit up inside you and you pressed your lips to his harder, wrapping your arms around his neck.

jake backed you up against the empty stand, lifting you so you sat onto the ledge that was lower than the actual stand. he pulled away from you slightly, enough for the both of you to catch your breath. “tell me now if you don’t want this and i’ll stop,” jake breathed.

you kissed him again, skin hot in all the places he touched you. “i want this,” you briefly broke apart to say. jake dropped to his knees between your legs. you shifted slightly as he pressed kisses onto your bare inner thighs, lifting your legs so they rested over his shoulders.

“uh—jake…” you stammered, eyes fluttering closed for a quick second. jake hummed, looking up at you with a raised brow. “i-i’m a virgin… i’ve never done any of this before…”

jake’s lips curled into a wicked smirk. he rose, thumbs trailing your thighs and kissed you. “that’s okay,” he said as he got to his knees again, “i’ll take good care of you, baby.”

you gave him a sheepish smile as you lifted your bathing suit cover to pool around your hips. you then lifted your hips so jake could take your bottoms off and scooted to the edge of the ledge you were sitting on.

once your bottoms were off, you shivered slightly from the sudden coldness. more from the way jake was now pressing kisses close to your core. it was embarrassing how you were absolutely dripping for him despite being angry at him not too long ago, but either jake didn’t notice or didn’t seem to care much. he returned your legs back to his shoulders.

jake’s mouth latched onto your clit and his tongue swirled around it. you jumped, a moan escaping your lips as your back arched slightly. his tongue continued to swirl around your clit and his lips sucked in, making your back arch more. your fingers ran through his blonde hair, grabbing at it to try and steady yourself. jake looked up at you and you could feel the smirk on his lips.

your breath was heavy and you shamelessly moaned from how good jake was making you feel. if there was one good thing that came out of all of this, it was finding out just how good jake was with his tongue. you were so high on cloud nine that you moaned a little too loud once you felt jake slowly enter a finger into you, testing the waters, pulling in and out slowly. he then slowly slid in another finger, the stretch making your head whirl.

jake laughed, the vibrations sending shockwaves throughout your body. you gasped when his fingers angled up, pressing right against your sweet spot, and bucked your hips forward. “feels so good,” you whimpered. “p-please don’t stop!”

you legs began to shake and the pleasure was so much that you couldn’t help but rock your hips towards jake’s mouth and fingers. jake started to to hum against your clit lightly, fingers moving faster. you gripped his hair and the edge of the ledge tigher, “just how many girls have you treated like this?” you breathed out between moans. your eyes were squeezed shut and you felt how close you were to being undone. “is this what you do to get back on their good side?” you asked.

jake pulled his mouth away from you and your eyes fluttered open to look down at him from the loss. his fingers continued to move rapidly. “you wouldn’t be the only girl,” jake commented. you didn’t even get a chance to respond as he pressed his fingers against your walls and you came undone onto his fingers. you squeezed your eyes shut and cried out, chest rising and falling harshly.

when you came down from your high, with the aid of jake and now suddenly sober, you opened your eyes just as he pulled his fingers out of you and to his mouth while rising to his feet. you glared at him harshly as he licked his fingers clean, mouth and chin wet with your arousal and blonde hair messy. looking behind you, you reached for some napkins and cleaned yourself up before putting your bathing suit bottoms back up.

you threw the rest of the napkins at his face and pushed him away from you as you jumped off the ledge. “you’re such an asshole,” you muttered angrily as you stormed back off in the direction of the party. from behind you, you could hear jake calling your name as he jogged after you.

“fuck off, jake!” you yelled, not bothering to turn around as you moved faster.

when you got back to the party, you went up to the campfire where jay was still sitting, a bottle in his hands. “thanks for talking to me tonight, but i’m gonna head home actually,” you told him, trying to give him your best fake smile but it instead coming out in a half grimace. you heard your name being called and jay stood.

“i’ll walk you home,” jay said as he placed his bottle in the sand against the log. you nodded and the two of you quickly walked off.

the walk back to your house was silent. you mainly processed the series of events that just happened. how could you be so stupid? once again, you fell into jake’s trap. when will you learn?

you didn’t even realize you made it to the front of your aunt’s house, too lost in your own thoughts to notice your feet moving on their own, until jay said, “are you going to be okay?” you looked over to him in slight shock, thinking about his question for a moment.

shrugging, you responded, “i’m not sure yet. for now i will be, i guess. thanks for walking me home, jay. i really appreciate it.” jay gave you a nod, not entirely convinced. “anytime,” he spoke and watched as you walked up to the front door and entered the house.

you ran to the bathroom, wanting to rub your skin clean until it was raw. you stayed under the water for a while until it started to run cold and stayed for a little more after that, tears being washed away from the stream. when you did finally get out, you laid in your bed unable to sleep.

you phone was being blown up by jake and you just didn’t have the energy for him right now, so you turned your phone off. you didn’t want to hear anymore of his excuses—or truths, you still couldn’t decipher which was which. you just hoped that sleep would come to you soon and you wouldn’t dream of him.

when you woke up in the morning from a dreamless sleep, the first text your eyes saw as you checked the time on your phone was from jake. you sighed softly, telling yourself you’ll check the rest of his messages later. the message your eyes scanned was:

jake: meet me at our spot? i didn’t mean what i said. it wasn’t my intention for it to come off that way. please answer, y/n. i know you wake up around this time, so please meet me there when you see this.

you weighed his message in your head, deciding to ignore it entirely or to meet with him. after pacing around your room, you decided to meet with him. this was it—you were putting an end to everything. no more games. you were only going to meet with jake for closure, to finally see if his words have been truths or lies.

you got ready for the day, thankful that you didn’t have to work at the juice bar, and mentally hyped yourself up. you couldn’t let yourself be lured in by jake’s trap again; acting like a pushover for him. you wanted answers, not to lose yourself in his warm and inviting brown eyes. not to think about how good he made you feel last night—despite the memories clouding around your racing mind making your heart do flips.

leaving the house, you made your way down to the beach with newfound confidence.

when you reached the open cave-like entrance, you saw jake sitting in the sand lost in thought waiting for you. his eyes immediately snapped to your figure when he saw you approach. jake looked like he hadn’t slept, eyes rimmed red and dark circles sinking in his eyes. his blonde hair was in every direction as if he’d been running his fingers through it constantly and his plain shirt was wrinkled.

jake slid his phone that he was clutching into his pants pocket as he stood to his feet. hesitantly, you walked up to him, stopping a few feet short of him. you left your expression purposefully blank as you quirked a brow at him.

“i didn’t mean it like that,” jake started, taking a few steps towards you. he furrowed his brows and tilted his head to the side slightly.

“so how else did you mean it, jake? i’m tired of playing this game with you.”

jake sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. “i mean—i did mean it like that,” he closed the distance between the two of you and grabbed your hands, effectively removing them from where they were sitting across your chest. jake slid his thumbs across them as he spoke.

“but not with you. i won’t lie and say that i don’t have a reputation—“

you cut him off, tone harsh as you pushed away from him. “a reputation of being a player? of stringing girls along; using their feelings for you against them to get in their pants? your reputation precedes you, jake, and i’m not going to be your next victim.”

“and you won’t be—that life, me being a player, it’s over. it’s in the past—canceled, i promise you. i meant what i said to you yesterday, baby. i want to be with you and i’m sorry for making you think that i didn’t.” jake stepped forward and cupped your face, tilting your head so you looked in his eyes and saw the sincerity in them. you exhaled softly and your eyes fluttered shut.

jake continued, “as soon as i got into that water, i immediately sobered up and knew i fucked up. i shouldn’t have spoken to you like that—shouldn’t have let my friends speak to you like that. that was really shitty. i’m so sorry.” you opened your eyes and they grazed across the cut on his lip from his fight with jay.

your arms hung limply at your sides as your mind struggled to come up with any thought whatsoever. it was silent for a moment. “you ignored me for a whole week straight. pretended that i didn’t even exist to you,” was all you managed to say.

jake sighed again and shut his eyes briefly like he was having an inner battle with himself. “my head has been everywhere this week, baby. i’m sorry. lifeguarding has been more taxing than usual and i’m really not in my right mind. the alcohol last night really didn’t help either, like i said.”

your eyes softened. it was just as you expected. “so why didn’t you tell me all of this? i could’ve helped you—been there for you!” your words were light, but your insistence made jake look up.

jake just shrugged, not knowing what to say. he settled on, “i didn’t know how to explain it all. i’m not that good at telling people how i feel—clearly.”

you rested a hand on his cheek, a small smile coming to your lips. “it’s something we can work on… why don’t we do something from our bucket list today? help get your mind off lifeguarding?” you suggested. jake’s face lit up and he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into him.

a cheeky smile played on jake’s mouth as he nodded and you rolled your eyes, pushing at his chest lightly. you pointed to the shallow water coming in from the ocean, “if you say skinny dipping i’m drowning you in the water over there!”

jake’s smile widened, a pretty laugh leaving his lips. it was a sound you could hear forever. “i wasn’t! i was gonna suggest we go stargazing.”

he pulled you closer to him and bent down towards you, breath fanning across your neck and his nose sending a shiver down your spine from the way it trailed along the skin near your ear. “but if you wanted to skinny dip i wouldn’t be opposed,” he whispered, voice dripping like honey.

you inhaled sharply at the way jake brushed his lips against your jaw ever so slightly. you didn’t even notice the way your grip tightened around his shirt at his chest. all you could think about was his lips at your core making you feel so good. better than you could ever do for yourself. the way his fingers reached deep inside you and pressed against spots that you couldn’t reach yourself no matter how hard you tried.

breath hitching, you tried to control your breathing as you let out a chuckle that you hoped sounded playfully annoyed, but instead came out as nervous as you felt. with all the strength you could muster, which was barely any at all, you pushed at his chest again and jake took a couple small steps back. that same wicked smirk from last night curled his lips upwards.

god, that smirk. if given the chance, you knew that jake sim would absolutely ruin you. you knew that he would worship every inch of your skin while completely defiling your innocence.

you subtly pressed your legs together at the thought of his hands wandering over your naked body and bit your lip at how it would feel when he finally slid into you. no, you couldn’t think such dirty things with him looking at you like he knew every thought running through your head right now.

you kept your eyes firmly on the grains of sand beneath the two of you until you were sure your thoughts were clear.

once the dignity started to come back to you, you slowly looked up at him. you plastered a playful smile on and raised your brows while crossing your arms across your chest. “you’re on timeout. so going skinny dipping—and whatever dirty little thoughts are running though your head with the idea—not happening. got it?”

you were definitely projecting with your statement, even if you both were most likely thinking the same things. jake’s wicked smirk remained on his lips, this time more playful than wicked. he raised a singular brow at you, head tilting subtly. he didn’t even need to speak for you to get the connotation.

we’ll see about that, won’t we?

you and jake spent the rest of the morning together, hanging around the beach taking various photos with your disposable camera, until you got called in to work to cover a shift. you had just finished cleaning the blenders at the juice stand when jake scared you, suddenly announcing his arrival while leaning across the counter with a shit-eating grin.

gasping loudly with a hand pressed to your heart, you took the hand towel you were holding and smacked him with it, making him laugh. you couldn’t help the smile that spread on your face at jake being here. your shift so far was boring, your friend hana wasn’t working today and nobody was really buying anything either. you desperately needed the distraction.

“what are you doing here?” you smiled, leaning across the counter in front of jake. your faces were mere inches away and jake closed the gap by pressing a kiss to your lips.

“i wanted to see you,” he replied, smile never leaving his face. that was, until jay showed up to order a drink.

“how are you, jay?” you asked as you started the process of his drink, turning slightly to look at him. he was soaking wet, no doubt just getting off one of his shifts. running a hand through his damp hair he breathed out harshly, smile not reaching his eyes as he shook his head a little.

“you know how lifeguarding is…” he trailed off. you gave him a sympathetic smile, definitely not knowing how lifeguarding is, but from your talk with jake earlier, you could only imagine.

jake shifted in his seat, turning to face jay. “yeah… i do,” he spoke. you glanced over to him as you poured jay’s drink in one of the to-go cups. jake’s mouth was pressed into a thin line and his eyes sharp. they were both deadly silent and you had the feeling they weren’t talking about lifeguarding.

slowly, you slid the drink you just made towards jay as your eyes flicked between the two of them. their staring contest was cut short by one of jake’s friend’s calling his name. reluctantly, he got up to meet them, eyes flicking to you before turning around. what was that all about?

jay’s eyes slid to you, a sigh escaping his lips. “i hope you know what you’re doing, y/n,” he said before handing you the money for his drink and standing from his seat. your brows furrowed in question but before you could ask what he meant, jay spoke again.

“there’s no winner in the player’s game. it’s best to know that before it’s too late.”

jay then left, leaving you with your mouth hanging open. your mind was surprisingly blank despite his words that you were desperately trying to process. to distract yourself, you began tidying up.

jake came back up to the stand just as you finished, his friend—sunghoon, if you remember correctly from his hurtful words at the beach party—following suit. your eyebrows were raised in slight shock as you tried to keep the scowl from off your face. jake said nothing, just waved his hand towards you while looking at sunghoon in a “well…” kind of way.

sunghoon sighed while leaning on the stand towards you. “uh… listen, y/n…” he looked towards jake in question and jake gave him a small nod without taking his eyes off you. sunghoon continued, “i was a real asshole for what i said at the beach party—real shitty. i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have spoken to you that way.”

he scratched the back of his neck and his apology hung in the air for a moment. you smiled awkwardly, eyes flicking between him and jake. clearing your throat slightly, you responded, “t-thank you? i appreciate the apology.”

it was awkward for another few moments before jake finally broke the silence. “so…” he started, dragging out the vowel as he leaned more over the counter towards you. “will you be my date to the summer splash event?”

sunghoon scoffed while turning towards jake, hitting him on the shoulder. “dude, you haven’t even asked her yet? the event is next month!” he exclaimed. a sheepish smile took over jake’s face as he leaned back into his chair. you raised your brows at him.

“yeah, jake, why haven’t you asked me yet?” you teased. sunghoon mirrored your expression and the two of you stared a hole into jake. he sunk into his seat.

“i may… have forgotten about the whole thing…” jake murmured. you and sunghoon laughed at him, sunghoon shaking his head as he turned back to you.

“yes, i’ll be your date to summer splash,” you laughed, causing jake’s smile to brighten.

the three of you talked more before they left for sunghoon’s house. before they did, jake leaned across the counter to meet where you already sat halfway. “are we okay?” he asked near your ear in a hushed tone. you nodded, a genuine smile on your face which caused one to appear on his. jake then brought you in for a kiss, which was quickly cut short by sunghoon going, “ugh, get a room!”

heat spread throughout your face and chuckles escaped jake’s mouth as he pressed another kiss to your warm cheeks. he was then pulling out his disposable camera, turning his back to you and holding it up in the air.

“group picture!” jake shouted as he pulled sunghoon towards him. sunghoon rolled his eyes, but smiled for the picture nonetheless. you gave the camera an embarrassed smile as the flash went off. jake chuckled again, bringing your lips together briefly before running off with a disgusted sunghoon.

you: meet me at our spot? jake: already here, baby. you don’t even have to ask! you: rolling my eyes right now… bring the blankets!

a couple days later, you and jake had planned to watch the stars at your shared spot since you were both too busy the day you originally planned. according to jake, it was the best spot to see as many stars as possible in the small town. jake had beaten to you the spot, already having the blankets and even pillows set up right under the opening in the ceiling.

the moon shown perfectly from the opening, illuminating jake and the area he had set up. “hi,” you smiled, setting the basket of wrapped sandwiches onto the blanket and plopping down next to jake. you looked up towards the ceiling at the stars, a soft smile taking over your features.

“hi,” jake replied. he moved closer to you until you were almost cheek and cheek to look up at the stars as well. “i told you it’s the best place to see them,” he added quietly. you looked over to him, smile still on your face, and giggled. jake’s smile widened and he brought you in for a kiss.

the two of you watched the stars for a while in silence, apart from the rustling of one of you unwrapping a sandwich. at some point, the two of you had laid down onto the blankets and pillows, you tucked into jake’s side, head resting on his chest as his fingers lazily traced patterns onto your arm and hip.

“the whole world outside disappears when it’s just the two of us in here,” jake softly said, causing you to look up at him. his eyes were focused on the stars until he felt the weight of your stare. he looked down, a shy smile playing on his lips.

“you’re right,” you smiled at him, continuing your watch of the stars. “we’re the only people in the world in here.” jake’s fingertips were suddenly lifting your chin to look up at him. once you did, he pressed a soft kiss to your lips.

smiling against his lips, you kissed him again, sitting up on your elbow to kiss him better. the kiss deepened, so much so that you got the urge to swing your leg across his to straddle him. but before it could go any farther than a kiss, jake pulled away. you both were breathing heavily as you stared into each other’s eyes, lips barely brushing.

“will you be my girlfriend?” jake breathed, searching your eyes for your answer. you giggled a little. it was funny that he even had to ask you. the answer was always going to be yes.

you nodded, smiling widely, “i thought you’d never ask…” you lips connected with his again, this time more passionate than the first. jake sat up onto his elbows, eyes fluttering closed.

“i’m sorry i took so long,” he murmured against your lips.

this time you did give into your urge. throwing your leg over both of his, you wrapped your arms around his neck. jake’s arms immediately came to sit around your waist, pulling you closer to him until you were chest and chest. the kiss was feverish, desperate. it’s what you wanted to do ever since you had gotten to know each other.

fire burned in the pit of your belly and you were overwhelmed with the sudden need to have jake as close to your body as possible. you needed more than his lips on yours and his arms around your waist. you didn’t even realize you grinded down onto him until he broke away from your kiss to let out a small whimper, forehead pressed to yours.

he trailed hot kisses along your jaw and down your neck all while you grinded down against him again. you felt like you were on fire as his lips found yours again and it was the only thing you could do but pull away and take off your shirt.

jake’s eyes landed on your breasts and the lacy bra covering them, but you didn’t let them linger before you were pulling off his shirt as well, completely driven by desire. next you were shimmying off of him until the shorts you were wearing were off too, leaving you only in your bra and panties.

the rational part of your brain finally kicked in when you heard jake unbuckling his belt. you broke away from his kiss, suddenly aware of what the two of you were about to do. heat spread up your neck and across your cheeks and you whispered, “i told you, you’re on timeout.”

jake’s mouth fell open in a shocked smile, hands freezing in place. in order to cool yourself down, you pulled yourself away from him and stood to your feet. turning your back towards him, you made your way to the ocean, stripping off your bra and panties in the process until you were completely naked. you glanced back at him with a playful smile.

you stepped a foot into the water and immediately shuttered at how cold it was, but you made yourself walk the rest of the distance until you were submerged up to your shoulders. you turned towards the cove where jake still sat frozen. “are you coming?” you called, giggling to yourself at the bulge in his shorts.

“you’re such a tease,” jake called back playfully, standing to his feet. you laughed, more teeth chattering than actual laughter. when jake started pulling down his shorts, you averted your gaze, suddenly interested in the ocean horizon.

you heard the pitter-patter of jake’s footsteps and the slight splashing of water behind you as he came closer. “you put on such a show, but now you can’t even face me?” jake said in a husky voice against your ear, chest pressed against your back, causing a shiver to go directly down your spine and your heartbeat to pick up.

jake trailed a wet finger across your shoulder and you inhaled sharply, trying to gain your composure. turning to him, you replied, “if you can’t handle the heat, stay out of the game.” you threw his signature smirk back at him and he laughed, coming closer to you until your noses were brushing up against each other. you tried to ignore the brushing against your thigh, but it was growing harder the more seconds that passed. instead you cupped your hand in the water and lifted it to drip the water onto jake’s head, pulling another laugh out of him.

grabbing your chin, jake lifted your head to kiss you deeply, his tongue dancing in your mouth with yours. pulling away, jake smirked. “you’re going to eat your words once i’m finished,” he said lowly, pressing kisses to the skin beneath your ear.

jake pressed you closer to him, his body heat helping to warm you from the cold water. his lips trailed back up to your ear and he added, “get use to the feeling of your body shaking.”

if your body wasn’t on fire before, it definitely was now. jake’s lips were back on yours, this time rougher. you were sure he could feel your heartbeat racing from how close you were to him, feel the heat creep up your neck with how your bare bodies were against each other. when you pulled away to satiate your burning lungs, jake caught hold of your bottom lip between his teeth. he bit down softly, the corners of his mouth raising at your reaction before letting go.

you hid your face in his chest as he trailed open-mouthed kisses up your shoulder. you resisted the urge to shiver. “jake, i—��� you cut yourself off, too embarrassed to bring the topic up.

“has anyone ever touched you like this?”

jake’s fingers trailed down your sides, stopping just at your hips and you took a sharp inhale. you shook your head as jake continued his kisses, going from up your shoulder to the side of your mouth. “don’t worry, pretty,” he whispered huskily, lips lingering over yours before giving you a feather light kiss. “i’ll be gentle… i promise.”

he intertwined his hand with yours and guided you back to the rock structure where your abandoned late night picnic resided. you laid down onto the blanket, looking up at him with big doe eyes from where your head laid on a pillow. his eyes took in your body finally, eyes widening more at every exposed inch he could see. when they landed on your soaked pussy he smirked subtly.

jake climbed over you, pressing a deep kiss to your lips. “are you sure you want this?” he asked you breathlessly. his eyes were squeezed shut and his brows were furrowed, like he was fighting the urge to not ravage you right then and there.

“yes… please. i’m ready,” you whispered.

eyes fluttering open, jake brought his lips to yours again. he then started to kiss down your body, making sure he kept eye contact with you. when you looked away, his gaze too intense, he would immediately stop and grab your chin to look back at him. “you don’t have to be nervous, baby. it’s just me.”

how could you not be nervous? the last time he was this close to your body was when he was eating you out at that beach party. and you were nervous then, too; never having someone attached to your core before. even then, you only remembered bits and pieces from the encounter—jake’s pretty mouth on your clit and the hazy sensation of his fingers inside you, stretching you out—you being too drunk to remember the full thing. this time you were completely, absolutely, sober with none of the confidence the alcohol gave you.

jake kissed right above your core, stopping with a smile against your skin. you thought he was going to speak, but he instead dove straight in, tongue flicking against your clit as his lips sucked.

you immediately moaned out, back arching off the soft fabric beneath you and head throwing back. you gripped the blanket tightly in your hands as jake wrapped his arms around your thighs to keep you from moving. he continued his motions, eyes never leaving you. your hand found his wet blonde hair, fingers tangling in the strands as you pulled at them. “please, jake!”

he hummed and you swear you saw stars, moaning loudly and trying to squirm away from his strong grip. “does that feel good?” jake asked you, breath fanning over your throbbing clit. all you could do was nod. “yeah?” jake asked, removing one of his hands from around your thighs.

his other hand rubbed at your clit with the pad of his thumb, sending jolts up your body, as the hand he freed teased at your entrance. you were a spluttering mess, desperate pleas for him to do something other than rub at your clit breaking the silence and clouding your thoughts. you barely even heard the chuckles that escaped jake’s lips as he kept teasing. he waited until you were practically writhing underneath his touch and begging him for more before he finally slid his fingers inside you achingly slow. you barely registered the slight pain, only the pleasure.

“you’re so pretty like this,” jake cooed.

you gasped as his fingers started to move, dragging against your gummy walls. the wetness making you dizzy and bringing tears to your eyes. jake’s pace only grew the more his fingers fucked into you, fingers curling and making your thighs tremble.

just as you moaned out a broken “g-gonna cum!” jake replaced his thumb running circles into your clit with his mouth, his tongue swirling around your poor clit. his hand went to hold your legs open when you tried to squeeze them together, the rope in your stomach about to snap.

when it did finally snap, you were gripping the blankets so hard that the clenching of your fingers started to hurt. you cried out, weakly trying to push jake’s head away with your other hand but getting nowhere. he didn’t stop, lips sucking your clit as squelching sounds emitting from your spent pussy with how your cum now dripped down his fingers still pushing in and out of your entrance.

the vibrations of jake’s laugh was like lighting throughout your body, shocking you to the core. you whimpered and jake finally pulled his lips away, satisfied with helping you ride out your high. he sat up on his knees and you looked up at him through half-closed eyes, brain foggy.

“you ready for more? baby?” jake asked before sticking his cum coated fingers in his mouth while staring down at you. he let out another hum, eyes fluttering closed briefly, “you taste so fucking good.”

you covered your face and sheepish smile with your hands and jake chuckled, leaning down to press a quick kiss on your lips once he was finished licking you up from his fingers. you could taste yourself on him. “are you ready?” jake asked and you nodded.

“words, pretty. i wanna hear you,” jake added, moving your hands away from your face. your body was on fire still, still reeling from your recent orgasm. jake pressed kisses to your cheeks.

“i’m ready,” you uttered meekly.

jake leaned back and now it was your turn for your eyes to trail along his body, not quite getting the chance when his head was between your thighs making you see other galaxies. his blonde hair fell in his eyes, which he dragged his fingers through to get out of his way. toned body still glistening from your dip naked in the ocean, making you want to run your fingers along the soft skin. and finally… his large hard cock hovering mere centimeters above your still throbbing pussy, precum leaking from his tip.

you didn’t know how you would fit all of him inside you, it barely looked like you could wrap your hand around him. but you were determined and you refused to back down. if you were going to have your first time with anybody, it would be jake sim.

“lift your hips for me, pretty.” your eyes snapped back to jake’s face to see he had dragged a pillow next to the both of you. you did as you were told, knees wobbling slightly, and jake slid the pillow under your hips. he pressed another kiss to your lower stomach.

jake held his leaking cock, looking up at you for confirmation one last time and you nodded. “this is gonna hurt for a second, okay? just take a deep breath.”

you inhaled deeply, waiting in anticipation and slight fear.

he lined the tip of his cock with your entrance, sliding it along your wet arousal and creamy white cum. slowly he began to push himself in and immediately you felt the stretch. you grimaced, resting your head back on the pillows. even with how wet you were with jake fingering you, and your previous release, jake was barely able to get his tip inside before you winced in pain.

“relax, baby, relax,” jake soothed as he kissed the inner part of your thigh. you tried to will your body to loosen up, taking deep breaths to calm yourself. jake rubbed his thumb slowly into your clit, glancing down at you with a look full of concern. you were no doubt squeezing the hell out of him, if it weren’t obvious from the small whimpers leaving his mouth as he slowly pushed in more.

after basically doing breathing exercises and jake giving you soothing kisses, he finally bottomed out, halting his movements so you can adjust to his length and thickness. you moved your arms from where they covered your tear-filled eyes and jake leaned down to kiss your cheek. “you’re doing so well for me, pretty. tell me when to move,” he said softly.

once you felt like you weren’t being split in half, you gave him the go-ahead. jake leaned back again. “do you feel it…” he started. his hand pressed down on your lower stomach and you gasped softly. “right here?” he continued.

you took your lip between your teeth and nodded, “yes… please start moving, jake.” you didn’t know how long you could stand the feel of him completely stretching you out and filling you up. it felt like you were going to burst any minute if he didn’t do something.

“you want it that bad? you’re not scared anymore?” jake grinned and you shook your head. “good, remember what i told you.” he slid his hands up your stomach to cup your breasts, thumbs rubbing over your hardened nipples before settling back down at your hips.

you struggled to remember what he was talking about, you mind going entirely blank. all you could think about was his cock inside you, his hands all over your body, and how you felt everything. was it “i’ll be gentle… i promise,” or “get use to the feeling of your body shaking”? your mind started to spin with how both sentences contradicted each other.

jake grunted as he slowly slid halfway out. “fuck…” he groaned, his grip tightening on your thighs. “you’re so fucking tight—squeezing the shit out of me, baby.” he pushed in a little too fast and you moaned out, half pleasure and half pain.

he continued his slow pace, making sure he didn’t go too fast so he wouldn’t hurt you. your body finally relaxed, eyes rolling back and sensitive walls fluttering around jake’s cock. “faster,” you breathed.

“faster?” jake repeated and you could just hear his smirk. “you want me to fuck you faster?” without a response, jake’s hips snapped to yours. he pulled his cock out until just his tip remained in you. jake hummed, waiting for your reply.

“yes!” you cried out, back arching from the way his cock rutted so deeply into you. your breathing was heavy and your tongue was heavy as you tried to form more words. “y-yes, please fuck me faster,” you whined, speech coming out slurred as your hands clawed at the messy blanket beneath you.

jake leaned down to bring his lips to yours just as he rutted into you once more. you moaned against his lips, the sound cutting off as he kissed you rougher. jake continued pounding into you, not hard enough to hurt you but enough to make sure you felt every inch of him inside you. he took your lip between his teeth as he pulled away slightly before letting go. “f-fuck you drive me crazy. do you know how long i’ve been waiting to do this to you? fuck your perfect pussy like this?”

you barely registered his words, your blown out pupils staring at him hazily as you moaned louder each time his hips connected with yours. jake continued, his words slurring, “and to think that asshole almost had you…” jake let out a wry laugh in between his heavy breaths, his hips moving faster on their own accord. “you’re mine. all mine. can that asshole fuck you senseless like this?”

you bucked your hips up, shaking your head rapidly. you really didn’t know who jake was talking about, but that didn’t matter to you. he was right, nobody can fuck you like he can.

jake kissed you sloppily through your moans, breath hot on your cheeks as he occasionally pulled back for air with the way his chest rose and fell heavily. “that’s it, baby... fucking take it,” he moaned when your back arched again and his cockhead hit deeper. “you’re taking my cock so well. do you like how i split you open like this? do you feel how deep i’m fucking into you, pretty?”

tears streamed down your faces as you moaned out incoherent words, too dumb on jake’s cock to think straight. all you could do was nod and tell him to move faster, clawing at his shoulders until your nails dragged red lines down his back. you never needed someone as much as you needed jake. it was like a fever, making you burn red-hot until every thought consisted of him

you whimpered loudly, trying to press your legs together and squirm away but jake held you in a death grip—making sure your legs stayed spread and your knees stayed pressed to your chest. your thighs shook in his grasp as you twisted from side to side, a squeal leaving your parted lips. “g-gonna cum!” you spoke shakily, whimpers falling from your mouth.

“good, baby. let go for me. cum all over my cock,” jake gritted out, accent heavy, before throwing his head back in a moan. he muttered out curses as his pace increased slightly and then kissed you roughly. he kissed along your jaw and now to your neck, right where you were the most sensitive and leaving goosebumps in his wake. jake sucked pretty markings onto your skin, claiming you further as his.

you wrapped your arms tightly around his neck, on the verge of hiccuping just as you felt the cord in your stomach begin to fray. with a particularly hard thrust, wet squelching sounds filling the nighttime air, the cord snapped and you were smearing warm cum all over jake’s cock.

the pillow beneath your hips prevented the cum from dripping out of you except when jake thrusted into you, dribbles of cum leaking out from around the base of his cock. jake leaned his forehead to yours, “f-fuck, baby. you’re taking my cock so well. you feel how well you’re pretty pussy is taking me? it’s l-like your pussy was made for my cock.”

you felt jake twitch inside you before he was filling you up with even more cum, the white liquid completely coating him as he fucked his cum back into you. your nails dug into his shoulders as you cried out from the overstimulation despite bucking your hips up to feel even more, unwrapping yourself from jake’s neck to grab a fistful of the blanket as you shook underneath him. “too m-much, jake! ah—“

jake kissed you hard, moaning softly against your lips. he pulled back and leaned back onto his knees, hand holding the base of his heavy cock that was still buried deep inside you. you managed to sit up on shaky elbows. your poor pussy was glistening with your arousal and painted white you and jake’s mixed cum.

you watched as jake slowly pulled out of you, creamy white liquid covering his softening cock, eyes fixed on how your pussy fluttered around the loss of him. the corners of his mouth pulled up into a wicked smile. you didn’t even notice how he had pulled out his disposable camera, nor the flashes of how fucked out your face looked and how completely ruined by him you were beneath the full moonlight. “good job, baby! i’m proud of how well you did,” jake leaned to kiss you, his cock sliding against your sensitive clit and making you jump. jake chuckled.

you beamed shyly, eyes avoiding his stare and instead focused on how his cum was still inside you. jake reached out his hands and you took them, slowly sitting up fully. his eyes focused on the way your mixed cum spilled down your thighs and dripped onto the blanket. “fuck,” jake murmured.

his eyes trailed up your body and to your swollen lips, his smile growing. you could see it in his eyes what he was thinking: you look the prettiest like this, defiled and my cum drilling out of you. jake kissed you again, softer than all of his previous kisses tonight.

“let’s get you cleaned up, pretty.”

“why are you walking so weirdly?” you mother’s voice startled you. you fiddled with the shear scarf you’re wearing. jake left a lot of love bites on you—most that you were able to cover with makeup but some that shone straight through it no matter how many layers of concealer you put on it. you didn’t really want your mom seeing that and asking a bunch of questions. it was also the height of summer and you could practically see the heatwaves in the air, so you didn’t really want to be sporting a turtleneck right now.

your voice comes out slightly unsteady, “what do you mean?”

your mom comes to stand in front of you, eying you up and down. her gaze flicks back to yours with an analytical look. “you’re walking like a duck. what’s wrong with you?” she questions.

racking your brain for a suitable and believable lie, you rush out, “oh, i just hurt my ankle a little bit on the walk to work yesterday...” her gaze widens. “but don’t worry, mom! it’s nothing serious. i’ve just been trying to not put as much pressure on it is all!” you quickly add.

you definitely weren’t telling her that you lost your virginity last night to the renown player in this small town and you walking funny was the result. no, that would be much too embarrassing. you straightened your walk a little, trying to make it seem like you were okay. you were glad your back was turned to her so it hid your wince of pain. maybe you shouldn’t have told jake to go so fast on your first time…

“we’ll make sure you ice it or something, you don’t need it getting worse,” your mother said before leaving the kitchen, mug in hand. you sighed in relief to yourself as you finished getting ready for work.

jake met you halfway on your journey and you smacked his arm hard whenever he came up next to you. “ow!” he laughed, cradling his arm. “what was that for?”

“that was for making me walk funny and leaving all kinds of love bites all over my skin that i had to try and hide!” you exclaimed, pointing at your neck with a pout. jake laughed, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you closer.

you pouted again, “you said you’d be gentle!”

jake pulled down the scarf you were wearing with his free hand. he pressed kisses to your neck, right where the marks were, causing you to squirm away from him from the sensitivity. “i’m sorry, baby,” he murmured against your skin. “but you did tell me to go faster.”

you rolled your eyes at him and he laughed more. jake leaned down, his lips brushing up against the shell of your ear. “and i did say to get use to the feeling of your body shaking,” he added huskily, accent thick.

“besides, you should see the red lines and crescent marks you left all over my back. i’m a lifeguard, i can’t just put makeup and a scarf over it!” jake mumbled. you laughed at him.

the tank top he was wearing told you he clearly didn’t care if others saw the marks you left. it’s almost as if he wanted to show them off. the two of you continued your walk.

[ YOU HAVE TO SAY “GOODBYE” — 3RD MONTH ] ✈︎ thirty-one days until you return home.

you sighed deeply as you stretched out your tired joints after a particularly long shift. the sun was blaring on your skin all day and despite the thin clothing of your work uniform, it did nothing to save you from the heat. you desperately just wanted to meet up with jake so the two of you could go swimming before the afternoon sun went down.

in the distance down the boardwalk you caught sight of jake. a smile spread it’s way across your face as you excitedly called out to him. jake didn’t seem to hear you, instead turning the corner to where the water fountains were located. you quickened your step as you tried to catch up with him.

you were just about to call his name again as you turned the corner before you froze in your spot. the smile completely dropped from your face and you tucked yourself against the corner of the wall as your eyes widened at the scene in front of you.

jake and hana stood just a few feet from you. hana was pressed against him, arms lifting to wrap around his neck while one of his lingered around her waist, just barely hovering over the bare skin of her torso.

“oh? but you kissed me, so you obviously still have feelings for me!” you heard hana exclaim.

you moved to lean against the wall away from them, pressing your back to the cool bricks. you felt like your world was coming down around you, once again. how stupid—how foolish of you to believe jake. your chest rose heavily as you tried to catch your breath. and what did hana mean by “still”? was she one of his exes this whole time?

suddenly everything started to fall in place. hana’s constant encouragement of you ending things with jake under the guise of being a “good friend”. jake never coming to see you at work when hana was working the same shift as you. your eyes widened as you finally understood why jake was acting weirdly towards you the week leading up to the beach party.

it was hana he saved from drowning. the very same hana you told him was your good friend. you felt so stupid. you tried hard to keep the tears from brimming in your eyes.

you took a deep breath as you pushed yourself off the wall and another as you steadied yourself to go up to them. “—to mouth, …psycho!” you heard jake say distantly, but the drumming in your ears overtook his words.

you stormed up to them and as soon as jake saw you he jumped five feet away from where he and hana were pressed up against each other. a nervous smile quickly appeared on his face and his mouth opened to speak before he got a good look at the state you were in. the smile fell from his face. “y/n, listen to me… it’s not—“

“you know what, i should’ve listened when people kept telling me you were a fucking player,” you swiftly cut him off, venom dripping from your voice with so much ferocity that it shocked even you. “you never cared about me, did you?”

jake opened his mouth again, eyebrows knitting together, but you didn’t let him speak. “is our spot even our spot, or is that where you take all the girls you want to sleep with? make them feel special and like they’re the only girl in the world for a night before tossing them to the side?”

“nobody knows about that place but you. you’re the only one who knows about it, i swear, y/n. and i’m not playing you or tossing you aside. please, let me expl—“ jake started.

“some people are just made for each other and some people aren’t! and clearly… you and jake aren’t meant for each other,” hana butted in, swinging her attention towards you with a smug smirk. it was like she was a completely different person now that the mask was taken off. she put a hand on your shoulder, “i’m your friend, take it from me!”

you harshly shrugged her off, causing her to scoff loudly. you glared at her fiercely. “shut the fuck up, hana!” you and jake spit out at the same time.

you refused to let the hurt creep into your voice, refused to let the two of them win against you. “i thought you were my friend, hana? how could you? the whole time you were only in my ear to try and give yourself the advantage. you’re both pieces of shit,” you said while staring daggers at her. you attention turned to jake.

it was almost impossible to not let the hurt show through. you had really tried, but looking into jake’s eyes was the last nail in the coffin. his eyes were glossed over and he went to reach for you but you backed away. “all you wanted from me was to get your dick wet. you’re such a fucking asshole, i never should’ve let myself get close to you. never should’ve found that stupid spot and never should’ve met you. all it caused was trouble,” you finally spoke, voice quiet as the tears slipped from your eyes.

you turned to leave but jake grabbed your wrist, you refused to turn and back and look at him. if you did, you knew you wouldn’t be able to stand your ground because despite everything, you still wanted to be with him.

“y/n… please,” jake breathed, his voice breaking.

you roughly yanked your wrist from his grasp and more tears fell from your eyes. “you don’t have to worry about me getting in the way of your game anymore. i’ll be gone by the end of the month and we’ll never see each other again. we’re done, jake.”

you inhaled sharply, pushing down a sob as you quickly walked away from the two of them. behind you, jake kept calling your name, but it only pushed you to go faster until you were running. tears blocked your eyes as you let your feet guide you home.

your body collided with a hard chest and you looked up, sniffling and wiping your tears. “what happened?” jay asked as he steadied you.

all you wanted was to be in the comfort of your bed right now. you couldn’t help the broken sob that left your mouth. “you were right… there aren't any winners in the player’s game. i get that now. thanks for telling me, jay,” you pushed out quickly before hurriedly making your way home.

you pushed through the front door and immediately ran over to where your mother stood half in shock. she wrapped her arms around you, her hand rubbing comforting circles in your back. “oh honey, what is it?” she asked softly between your wracked cries.

you just wished this day never happened.

two weeks have passed since you’ve last seen jake. two weeks have passed since you last saw anybody, really. you’ve mainly stuck to the confines of your mother’s childhood bedroom crying until you no longer had any tears to cry. you laid curled up in your bed, completely numb.

your family, especially your worried mother, tried checking up on you to see what happened but you just kept saying the same thing over and over again, “i’m fine.” or at the very least, you will be once you’re back in your hometown and far away from this one. there was only a little over two more weeks left and then you’ll be rid of all this drama for good.

a little over two more weeks and you’ll never have to see or even think about jake sim ever again.

half of you is finally ready to go home. it was funny how you thought this place would give you a pseudo fresh start. the other half of you… it wants some type of closure.

for the two weeks you’ve been tied to this bed you’ve debated on if you wanted to give jake one last and final goodbye. not for him, but for you. to close this chapter of your life once and for all. you sighed as you heard your phone buzz again.

jake: i know you said you needed space, but please let me explain everything. jake: i promise you nothing happened between me and hana. jake: or any other girl besides you for that matter. jake: please talk to me, y/n.

he’s been texting and occasionally calling you since you left him and hana to their own devices two weeks ago. you haven’t answered a single call or message from him. at first, you read every message that came through and listened to every voicemail, but listening to his voice, accent filled with sadness and guilt, made you feel worse.

you ignored the buzzing as a knock sounded on your door. you didn’t have the energy to move from the blank, white wall you were staring at, nevermind talk, so the knocker entered without a word. the bed dipped beside you and a hand was placed on your shoulder.

“honey, there’s lunch downstairs if you’re hungry,” you mother spoke, softly. you said nothing. you heard her defeated sigh as she stood to her feet.

“mom?” you asked, voice barely above a whisper, as you turned to her. you caught a glimpse in the mirror of your red-rimmed puffy eyes. you looked like you went through the ringer. your mom froze briefly before turning back to you with a hopeful smile. “can we catch an early flight back home?” you continued.

your mother’s smile faltered slightly, but she nodded sadly. just then, another knock was heard. this time you recognized it as the front door. your mom gave you one last sad smile before leaving the room and shutting the door behind her. you went back to staring at the same blank, white wall. a moment later your mother came back.

“it’s for you.”

you sighed softly and pulled yourself up from the bed. you felt like a zombie with your red eyes and dark circles and pajamas that hung limply off your body as you made the trek to the front door. with another sigh, you opened it, breath catching in your throat.

jake stood on the other side, blonde hair looking like he hasn’t brushed it a day in his life and the same red eyes and dark circles as you. he had dark brown roots sprouting from his scalp, despite him always making sure to keep them touched up. he looked rough, but you suppose you didn’t look any better.

“y/n…” jake breathed, like he couldn’t actually believe he’d ever see you standing in front of him again.

in the corner of your vision you saw your mom exit down the hallway to her room, giving the two of you some privacy. you didn’t hear anyone else in the house, so your aunt and cousin must’ve been out. you resisted the urge to slam the door shut in jake’s face. “i don’t want to see you,” you spoke sternly, a bite in your tone.

“i won’t be able to live with myself if you leave believing in a lie. please hear what i have to say,” jake pleaded.

you squeezed your eyes shut as you fought back tears. seeing him was too much. everything, every emotion came slamming against you like a tsunami and you wobbled on your feet. you inhaled a shaky breath and opened your eyes as tears fell from them. “i. don’t. care. i don’t care what you have to say, i don’t want to hear it!” you shuddered, voice progressively getting louder as more and more tears fell from your eyes and his.

you shut your eyes again and focused on steadying your breathing. a hand came to rest on your upper-back. “i think you should go,” you heard your mother’s voice say protectively. you didn’t open your eyes again until you heard jake’s retreating footsteps. only then did you see his defeated retreating figure.

your mom pulled you into a hug and shut the door, effectively blocking your view of jake. you buried your face in her chest as a sob overtook your whole body. your mother held you close, rubbing comforting circles in your back.

the next day you couldn’t get the vision of jake at your doorstep out of your mind. it’s all you thought about all night. the tears that fell from his eyes and his defeated stance as he ushered away. you decided on the half of you that wanted closure.

you: meet me at your spot.

despite you sending that message as you were already halfway there, jake was still there before you like he always was. he was pacing around when you entered, looking even worse than he did yesterday. when he turned and saw you, he immediately started, “y/n, i—“

you held up a hand to stop him. you didn’t come here to hear his excuses. “don’t speak,” you said, and you sounded so done with the world. like nothing even mattered anymore. “i’m not here to hear whatever excuses you’ve come up with, i’m here merely for closure.”

jake’s brows furrowed as you talked and his shoulders slumped. a look of confusion rang loudly on his face as he tried to piece together what you were saying. “i’m going back home early—a couple days from now, actually. so this is goodbye, jake.” you turned to leave but he grabbed your wrist to stop you.

“wait…” jake murmured with a pleading gaze. he pulled a folded up piece of paper from his pocket and pressed it into the hand that held your wrist until your grip tightened around it. you looked down briefly and looked back up at jake with a melancholic look.

“please,” jake begged, voice a whisper. “please don’t go.”

you shook your head at him and went to pull your wrist from his grasp but he held on tighter, refusing to let you slip through his fingers again. “what about the rest of our bucket list—summer splash? we were supposed to go together… and i was supposed to show you more of the hidden spots around town—you can’t leave yet, y/n. you can’t.”

you looked away from him and the way his voice broke as he spoke to you. you pulled your wrist again to escape the shaking from his hands. this time you were able to break free. you shook your head again, “goodbye, jake.”

you didn’t look back at him as you sped away, over the rocks and through the warm sand as tears fell once again from your eyes. you knew if you did you’d stay, and you just didn’t know how much more heartbreak your heart could take. you had to leave, there was no other option. if you looked back at him, you would’ve stayed forever.

as you and your mother packed your things for your upcoming flight, the letter jake gave you burned a hole through your brain from how much you were thinking about it. the feather-light paper weighed a ton of bricks everytime you picked it up that you stuck it in the pocket of your suitcase to hopefully forget about it. you didn’t.

it was all you could think about as you said your goodbyes to your family and as you entered the airport to wait for your flight. you didn’t want to read it, but a part of you had to know what the contents of the letter were.

you slipped the letter out of the pocket it was in as you were boarding your flight, making sure to keep a tight hold of it so you wouldn’t lose it anywhere. only when your mother had fallen asleep did you unfold it and read jake’s words, inhaling sharply as your eyes scanned the first line.

to my love, my one and only,

i’ve never really written a letter to someone before. as i told you, i’m not really the best at expressing my emotions, but i’ve run out of options to get my feelings across to you. i really do hope you read this.

where do i start? from the beginning, i guess… when i pulled you out from the water, you were the prettiest girl i had ever seen. i’ll admit that then, i only saw you at face value. i only saw what you could do for me, and not you as a person. but then i thought that it was fine because it was likely that i’d never see you again, until i saw you at our spot.

something in my brain just automatically clicked and i had to get to know you; know your name and all of your interests and hobbies and every single little mundane thing about you. i just knew i had to know you. put aside my ways and be someone worthy of even being your friend. so that’s what i did, or at least, that’s what i tried really hard to do. it turns out when you’ve screwed over as many people as i did, karma comes to bite you in the ass quick.

but even then, i couldn’t help falling in love with you. i wanted to spend every waking moment with you, just breathing the same air. unfortunately, that didn’t stop me from fucking up repeatedly. i got jealous, and albeit—even a little possessive, and got out of line. i really hurt you and words can’t describe how sorry i am.

i’ll say it once, and i’ll say it a million more times if i have to. i meant what i said when i told you that you’re the only want i wanted. not hana, not some random other girl, you. you’re the one i want, the one that i desperately need, and now you’re slipping through my fingers because of my own dumb actions.

i should’ve been honest with you and maybe things wouldn’t have ended like this. i’m sorry that hana and i’s past ruined our relationship, and i’m sorry that i let so many things come between us to ruin it as well.

about two years ago, hana and i dated. it didn’t last very long, only four months, but she’s made my life hell ever since trying to get back with me. no, i didn’t cheat on her or anything of that sort, we just didn’t click. and i don’t know if it was my reputation or what, but she’s been trying to tell me in any way she could that that was a mistake.

i don’t know how much you overheard, but none of it was true. she cornered me and wrapped herself around me, saying how i must’ve still had feelings for her since we “kissed.” the kiss in question being me giving her mouth to mouth and saving her life. i told her that she was a psycho to think that mouth to mouth—saving a person’s life—was kissing. that’s when you found us.

i would do anything to fix this, anything for another chance with you. prove to you that i’m someone you can be with and not have to worry about what my next move will be. if i’m being completely honest—and i’m not saying this to try and manipulate you or anything, so please don’t take it that way—but over the course of the summer i really have fallen for you, y/n. with these unfortunate circumstances, it made me realize that i love you, i really do. and i’ll fight for you, because our relationship can’t end on this note. i refuse.

i’m so sorry for everything i’ve done and everything that has happened because of me. and the worst part is, i’m not sure if i’ll ever even be able to tell you any of this in person. i’m not even sure if i’ll ever even see you again, but i have have hope that i will. like the poets say, or whatever, two people who are meant to be will always find a way back to each other. and we are meant to be.

no matter how long it take, i’ll wait for you.

i’m also sorry for this shitty fucking letter, i tried to be all poetic and in tune with my emotions, but i got do clue how to do any of that shit. i hope my emotions still shine through, though. i love you.

always yours, jake

you clamped a hand over your mouth as you suppressed your sobs, looking at the letter through your now blurry vision. you didn’t know how to feel, if you were being honest with yourself. it took your mind a while just to process everything he was saying. the one thing that stuck with you at the moment was the fact that he loved you. jake loved you, and you were coming to the startling realization that you loved him too.

you’ve never loved anyone romantically, but the feeling was undeniable as anything but. you loved him and he loved you.

tucking the letter neatly and safely into the pocket of your carry-on bag, you tried to focus on everything that has happened this summer. tried to name every emotion that came up and categorize every thought. you still didn’t come up with an inkling on how to feel. even if jake’s words were true, which you suspect they were, that doesn’t change all the hurt he put you through because of his selfishness.

but still, you regretted ending everything how you did. now you were millions of miles in the air far away from where jake was and the only thought in your head was how you missed him already. how you wished you kissed him one last time.

how you wished you were next to him laying under the stars where the rest of the world melted away.

but it was too late. you had already made your decision, and you had no choice but to stick with it.

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Benny Cross: The Bikeriders Fantasy Part 2

Label Mature 18+

Chapter 2 The Vandals

🔗 Chapter 1 🔗Charpter 3 🔗 Chapter 4

Summary Benny brings you to a Vandals biker meeting and introduces you to his club members and their old ladies. Everyone is surprised by your contrasting natures and pokes fun at Benny for dating a 'fancy girl'.

They privately cast bets on how quickly you'll use him for a thrill and ditch him once the fun's over. Little do they know you both are in it for keeps.

You find out more about his rough biker lifestyle and his club leader, Johnny, who has Benny at his beck and call.

10k word count

♠️ Passionate Smut ♠️ Falling in love with Benny• morning sex•fingering •shower sex•claiming each other•praise kink•slight fem dom•sex act while sleeping•ejaculation out doors •handjob while a others are nearby •creampie •orgasms•ejaculations• after care

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Heavily Based on The Bikeriders Movie 🏍️ Anonymous Requests Combined 🏍️ •morning sex •shower sex •Benny as sub receives hand job •reader is a brat vs Bennys ruggedness •Benny falls madly in love with reader •Benny wants immediate marriage (more than movie explanation)

The Vandals

You awaken to the comforting weight of Benny resting peacefully on top of you, his head nestled against your shoulder. The feel of his strong arms around you, protective even in sleep, making you feel cherished and safe.

The intimate embrace reminds you of the deep connection you shared when he claimed you as his in the early hours of the morning.

His muscular chest presses warmly against yours and the steady rise and fall of his breathing matches your own. You can feel the hard planes of his abs against your stomach, and the warmth of his skin sending a soothing heat through your body.

You’re not sure how much time has passed as you slept, but you smile feeling a deep sense of contentment as you watch over Benny resting peacefully on you.

The loud sound of your bedroom phone ringing suddenly interrupts the intimate moment and you gently slide your hand under Benny’s firm bicep, carefully rolling him onto his side. He shifts in his sleep, his eyes fluttering before he settles again.

The phone rings loudly a second time, and you quickly reach over and pick it up to avoid disturbing Bennys sleep any further.

“Hello?” you whisper into the receiver.

“Well, hello, Cinderella,” Donna’s familiar voice teases.

“I went to get our drinks and powder my nose, next thing I know, everyone’s saying you left on Benny’s bike after the Vandals chased you down. It was quite the scene his entire club saw you,” she muses.

You rustle your hair over your shoulder and bite your lip, loving how he saved you, even if it was from his friends. The way he’s protective over you makes you enraptured with him.

“Well?? Don’t leave me hanging!” she says with impatience.

You look over at Benny resting peacefully, the sheets just at his waist, his large muscular body making your bed look smaller.

“He’s here,” you whisper excitedly.

“YOU TOOK HIM HOME?” she yells alarmingly loud in into the receiver .

“Shh -shh,” you shush her grinning. “Give me a sec.”

You put the receiver face down on your nightstand and slip on your robe, tying it at the waist. Before you leave the room you take one last look at Benny sleeping in your bed. His hand resting above his head as he softly breathes his full lips slightly parted, his lashes resting softly against his cheeks. You sigh dreamily at his beautiful vulnerability then head downstairs.

You make your way to the laundry room and excitedly pick up the phone hanging on the wall next to the door.

“I’m here,” you say, stretching the cord to pull Benny’s clothing from the washer.

“Please don’t tell me you slept with him,” she says reluctantly.

“Donna! How forward of you!” you playfully chastise her as you place Benny’s clothing in the dryer.

“Nobody dates Benny,” she says with a serious tone, and your playful mood dampens.

“Why? He doesn’t seem like the rest of those animals,” you say, perplexed.

“He’s a hothead who cracks up on his bike.” She says reluctantly. “He’s always getting into accidents and fights.” She reveals.

Your face falls in shock.

“Benny is the sweetest, most polite, gentle thing I’ve ever seen. I don’t believe a word of it,” you say, feeling defensive.

“You’ll see,” she says, her tone certain.

You both remain silent on the line, you firm in defending Benny and her concerned for your well being.

“Well, I’ve gotta go,” you say reluctantly, trying to process the information.

“Call me later I know Benny is keeping you plenty busy in that nice house of yours,” she teases.

“You shush, that’s none of your business,” you say, grinning.

“Goodbye,” you both say, hanging up.

After starting the dryer, you head back upstairs, quietly entering the master bedroom. You carefully return the phone back on the receiver and check the time on your night stand clock displaying 12:14 pm. You wonder when Benny’s meeting starts and sit on the edge of the bed next to him.

You stroke his hair tenderly, your fingers gently weaving through his soft strands as you look over him sleeping.

You decide to get up and start your shower until you feel Bennys hand gently take hold of your wrist bringing you back to him. He smiles with his eyes still closed.

“I thought I dreamed it,” he says, his voice low and gravelly just waking up.

When he opens his eyes his pupils expand at the mere sight of you.

“Is that why you slept in?” you smile teasing him as he focuses on you.

His eyes shift down at the thought before he looks up at you again.

“I didn’t want to wake up and find out it wasn’t real,” he admits softly. He places his large hand around your waist, gently trailing his thumb along the silk of your robe.

You bring your hand to tenderly caress his temple. “It’s real, Benny. I’m right here, I’m not going anywhere,” You promise feeling a surge of affection for him.

His eyes gaze into yours with an intense longing, the words you said to him resonating so profoundly that he falls silent.

Seeing him so deeply affected, you switch topics.

“It’s noon now. What time is your meeting?” you ask gently.

He lifts himself into a sitting position, the sheets falling away to reveal more of his chiseled abs.

He stretches his arms as he yawns the movement making his well defined muscles flex. Then he runs a hand through his hair, looking at you, his eyes filled with affection.

“If we leave soon, we’ll be there in time,” he says, his eyes studying your face, lingering on certain features, memorizing every detail.

“Alright,” you nod stroking your hand down his broad back, your nails trailing lightly.

“I’ll feed you, and then we can go,” you say, smiling and his eyes light up, knowing he will be pleased with whatever you make him.

He leans toward you and slowly presses a tender kiss on the shoulder of your silk robe, trailing his fingertips over the softness of the material. When he looks up at you, his gaze lingers on your lips, filled with desire.

“I-I’m going to shower now Benny then I’ll be ready to head out,” you say hesitantly, getting up seeing the intensity of his eyes on you. Whenever Benny stares at you in this way, it makes your heart skip a beat, forgetting your thoughts.

He watches as you leave him, his eyes following your every movement as you head to the bathroom, pulling the door closed.

You start your morning routine, brushing your teeth, washing your face, and then turning the shower on, letting it warm up as you remove your robe hanging it on the door hook. You step inside and enjoy the moment letting the hot water cascade over your body.

Reaching for the shampoo, you squeeze a small amount into your palm, massaging it into your scalp. You close your eyes leaning back and rinsing the soap from your hair thoroughly. You grab your soap bar from the shower tray and lather your forearms when suddenly you hear the door open

You observe through the glass as Benny enters your bathroom fully naked, large cock swaying as he brings his toothbrush to your sink. He brushes his teeth and spits in the basin rinsing it down before placing his toothbrush in the glass next to yours with a loud clink, claiming his new space.

The room falls silent with only the sound of running water. He approaches the shower and slides the door open stepping inside with you towering over you in the small space.

Your heart beats rapidly as you hold the bar of soap in your hands, looking up at him in astonishment. You are used to showering alone, and his presence in the intimate space is both overwhelming and exhilarating.

He smiles at you, gently taking your hand with the soap bar and bringing it to his chest. Understanding what he wants, you slowly begin running the smooth bar across his skin creating a rich lather that makes him smell like your fresh milled rose soap.

“I had to join you in the shower,” he confesses, his voice low and filled with desire as he watches the way you care for him.

You bite your lip containing your smile as you glide the soap bar over his firm muscles. “I’m glad you did, Benny,” You say glancing up at him, meeting his gaze with warmth and affection. You softly trail the bar across his broad chest, down to his sculpted abs. “I like having you here —” Your voice trails off as you stop just shy of his waist staring in astonishment at his already hard and throbbing cock.

His hand slowly cups the back of your neck, his fingers gently weaving into your wet hair.

“I want to be inside of you again,” he says, and you shiver at his words, your heart racing seeing the size of it.

You look up at him, your breath shaking at the sight of him; tall, beautiful, and muscular then your eyes fall back to his cock; thick, veined, and the head glistening in precum. Your eyes look back up to his and you eagerly nod overcome with desire for him.

With a groan of need, he pulls you into a kiss, his mouth capturing yours, pressing his soft plush lips in a slow deliberate rhythm that takes your breath away.

Both his hands weave gently into your wet hair pulling you deeper into his kiss and you distractedly place the soap bar back on its tray.

You glide your hands over his slippery skin feeling every ridge and contour of his muscles as you rinse the soap away. He deepens the kiss, moving his lips roughly against yours as your breaths become uneven.

He moves one hand trailing it down your front, tracing along your curves before slipping it between your legs.

You gasp in his mouth as he traces his fingers over your slick folds making you clench involuntarily as he slides his fingers back and forth in a slow deliberate rhythm.

You feel every ridge of his calloused fingertips, on the smoothness of your skin and it makes you moan into his mouth.

“You’re so perfect,” he whispers against your lips pulling you closer, kissing you more.

You whimper into his mouth as the warm water runs down his wrist, adding to the wetness as his fingertip finds your clit tracing gentle circles.

Your body tenses as he firmly presses into your sensitive bundle of nerves.“ Do you like this?” he whispers against your lips

“Y-yes, Benny,” you pant, your body arching toward him eagerly responsive to his touch and slips one finger all the way inside of you, making you gasp at the gentle stretch.

“I love seeing you like this” He says softly and kisses you gliding his finger in and out, curling it slightly to hit the perfect spot, sending a wave of pleasure coursing through your body.

He smiles against your lips feeling you come apart and pulls back slightly to look in your eyes, his own filled with a mix of desire and tenderness.

“You're everything I want” He confesses his voice low, echoing against the glass and he swirls his thumb around your clit. He looks into your eyes as you stare at him succumbing to the intense pleasure he’s giving.

“Do you want me too?” He asks.

“Y-yes O-of course Benny” you pant unable to form another thought. He pushes a second finger all the way inside of you and intensifies the sensation even more, stretching you in the most exquisite way.

“Oh god…Benny,” you say, trembling, unable to speak coherently. He stares deeply into your eyes, rubbing your clit as his fingers thrust inside, watching you come undone.

He presses your back against the tiles and holds your waist steady as he thrusts his fingers inside of you at a faster pace. His fingertips reach the depth of your most sensitive place, curling and pulling against a soft ridge with such precise strokes that you clench around him as desperate moans escape your lips.

“Oh god, Benny,” you cry, your hips slowly bucking against his hand.

“That’s it, baby,” he murmurs, all his focus on your pleasure. “Tell me how good I make you feel,” he says, his voice filed with need.

“S-so good Benny” you gasp and tilt your head back losing all rational thought. Your thighs begin trembling and squeezing against his hand as short gasps escape your throat.

He smiles bringing his face closer and brushing his lips against your neck gently sucking against your sensitive skin humming in satisfaction when he finds the weak spot that makes your knees buckle.

“I’m going to come” you whine as he licks and sucks against your neck again. He thrusts his fingers harder reaching a pace that makes you moan uncontrollably, his thumb swirling on your clit pushing you to the edge.

“Come for me,” he says his voice filled with desire and encouragement. “I want to feel you fall apart for me.” He whispers

Your body tightens, your breaths come in short, desperate gasps, you cling onto his broad shoulders, giving into him, lost in the overwhelming pleasure.

The intensity of his thrusting fingers, the warmth of his words, the closeness of his body, all send you spiraling.

“Oh, Benny, I’m going to—” you gasp, unable to finish your sentence as the climax crashes over you.

Your orgasm is explosive, every muscle in your body tensing as waves of ecstasy ripple through you. Your walls contracting around his fingers, your moans echoing in the steamy shower. Benny’s touch never falters, his thumb continuing to circle your clit, his fingers thrusting expertly inside prolonging your pleasure.

You come down from your high trembling and his hand holds you steady as he pulls his fingers from you, bringing them to his mouth and savoring the taste.

You can’t help but stare down at his cock, hard and throbbing, every vein and ridge is clearly defined. The sheer size and firmness of him fills you with anticipation and your body instinctively responds increasing the wetness from your orgasm.

He carefully wraps one of your legs around his waist, holding you steady as he positions himself to your entrance keeping you pushed against the tiles. His other hand grips your hip and his gaze locks onto yours with an intensity that makes your heart race.

“Benny..do you want..go to the bedroom” you ask gaining a rational thought.

He looks down between your legs gently coating his tip through your wetness. “No” he confirms leaning in and pressing a soft kiss to your lips “I want you right here ,” he whispers.

He slowly pushes his thick cock into your slick folds, the tip stretching your entrance before his shaft expands your tightness to its limits.

You loudly moan as the pressure intensifies, your walls throbbing to accommodate his size. Inch by inch he pushes deeper, his length and thickness making you walls clench around him as the sensation becomes almost unbearable. You meet the base of his cock with your heart is racing and you moan feeling him pulse completely filled inside your walls.

Benny groans loudly his voice echoing in the shower “You feel so good on me,” he rasps feeling your tightness stretch around his size.

His hands grip your hips, pulling you forward making you take even more of his cock and you let out a deep, throaty moan. The sensation of him stretching you to your limit sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

His hand finds your jaw pulling you into a slow passionate kiss and he begins to thrust. His movements slow and deliberate, savoring every sensation as your tight walls take his cock. You begin softly moaning into his mouth as you cling to him trying to withstand how good he feels.

He pulls back from the kiss, his eyes never leaving yours, watching your reaction as his cock stretches you, filling you completely, every thrust driving you deeper into ecstasy. His hand grips your hip as the other firmly holds your thigh on his waist, guiding and pulling you to ride him on each rhythmic thrust.

“You feel so perfect round me,” he groans, his voice thick with desire. “Keep moving … just like that.” He encourages, and you push your hips in time with his thrusts, feeling every inch of his hard length sliding in and out.

“I… I love being inside you,” he breathes, his voice turning desperate as he becomes overwhelmed by the sensation of being in you without a barrier.

He rests his head in the crook of your neck, his breaths coming in short ragged gasps as he tries to endure the feeling. His cock throbbing with each movement, the heat and tightness of your walls driving him insane with pleasure. You thread your fingers through his hair holding him tightly against you as his pleasure mounts.

“Oh Benny..you feel so good,” you softly moan against his ear encouraging him and he responds with a deep groan, his breath fanning hot against your neck.

His hips begin snapping against you with urgency, and you can feel the raw, primal need in each powerful thrust. Your moans mix with his, creating a symphony of shared ecstasy that echoes in the steamy shower.

His movements falter and become erratic, his hips pressing tightly against yours as his breaths come in short, desperate gasps.

“You..you feel so good” he pants “I can’t get enough” he confesses.

He presses his face into the crook of your neck and groans loudly. His grip on your thigh tightens holding your leg securely around his waist as the intensity of his need drives him to the edge.

“I can’t hold back!” He cries and begins slamming into you with force. His thrusts are relentless, each one sending shockwaves of ecstasy through your body as you cling to him, feeling the raw power of his need.

“Come for me,” he rasps, his voice strained with his own impending release.

You cry out as he thrusts so powerfully it sends you over the edge. You moan out his name as your orgasm crashes over you in intense waves. Your walls clench around him, as he follows you into ecstasy, his cock pulsing as he spills his cum deep inside of you.

The sensation of his warmth filling you, combined with the intensity of your climax, leaves you both gasping for breath. You remain pressed against the shower wall, his body still wrapped around yours, as the water continues to cascade over you, washing away the remnants of your passionate encounter.

He lowers your leg and carefully slides his cock all the way out of you. He looks into your eyes with a deep sense of satisfaction and pulls you back against him, holding you close as you both bask in the afterglow.

He presses a gentle kiss to your forehead with his arms wrapped around you protectively. The feeling of his heart beating against yours, the warmth of his body, and the intimacy of the moment all make you realize how deeply you’ve fallen for Benny.

His hands tenderly caress your back as he holds you close in the intimate moment.

“After this meeting…” he says trailing his hand down your back. “I don’t want to leave you,” he confesses, his voice heavy with emotion.

You smile at his words, gazing up into his eyes. “You want to stay with me, Benny?” you ask, your voice filled with warmth.

He smiles, slowly trailing his fingertips along your shoulders. “Yes,” he answers softly, “for as long as you want me.” He confesses, his voice filled with sincerity.

As the steam swirls around you, he places his hand on your jaw and presses a soft kiss on your lips and you gaze into his eyes, feeling the depth of his affection.

“I’ll always want you, Benny,” you whisper and you both smile, feeling a connection of intimacy that transcends beyond words. He wraps his protective arms around you again and you share the warmth and comfort of the shower together

When you finally turn off the water you step out to dry off. Benny takes the towel first and dries you head to toe. He plants a soft kiss on your lips before wrapping it around your torso and the loving gesture makes you smile. He quickly wipes himself down and tucks the towel around his waist taking your hand.

You both head to the bedroom and Benny sits on the edge of your bed, leaning back on one elbow, his hands interlaced. His chiseled abs and chest are on full display in the afternoon light, each ridge of muscle hard and defined.

He watches intently as you remove your towel and you glance over at him, noticing how his eyes take in the sight of you fully naked while you pull an outfit from your dresser.

“You’re beautiful,” he smiles, his voice low and filled with admiration.

You smile in return as you pull on your panties, feeling a rush of warmth from his words.

“Thank you, Benny,” you say shyly as you clasp your bra on.

“I mean it,” he continues, his eyes locked on your hips as you shimmy into your high waist jeans. “Every inch of you is perfect.”

You turn to face him, a blush creeping up your cheeks. “And you Benny with that body of yours“ you say looking him up and down. “Don’t even get me started on your face” you tease and quickly pull on your crop top, fixing your hair.

He grins, flexing slightly as he shifts on your bed. “Glad you like what you see.” He sighs, resting back on both elbows and parting his thighs slightly in the towel. “Tell me more about how you’d like to get started on my face,” he says with a grin.

He makes you giggle seeing a playful side of him for the first time, and you slyly walk over offering your hand to help him up. “Are we ever going to this meeting of yours Benny?” you tease.

He takes your hand, his grip warm and firm, and pulls you down on the bed with him. With your face inches apart, he presses a kiss to your lips as he stares into your eyes . “We’ll get there soon enough,” he says, his hands trailing down your back and cupping your ass squeezing hard against your jeans.

You bite your lip, enjoying his assertiveness. “Well then, Benny, you’d better get dressed, or we might never leave,” you say, trailing your finger along his strong jaw line.

He stares into your eyes the thought of taking you right then and there flashes through his mind, having his way with just a moment longer, but he knows he has to attend this meeting. Johnny was challenged by a club member, and this is the day they will settle it.

“Alright,” he slowly relents with a playful sigh. He helps you up from the bed, and you both stand. “Let’s get going.” He says, grabbing his boots near the door. He smiles at you brushing his fingers lightly in your hand before taking it firmly in his and you both head downstairs.

Once in the laundry room, you hand Benny his freshly cleaned and folded clothing, warm from the dryer.

“You get dressed and I’ll fix lunch,” you say, staring at him affectionately.

He looks over his neatly folded clothing and smiles his eyes filled with appreciation as he looks up at you.

“Come along “ you say pulling him to the guest bathroom before he can say thank you. As you click on the light you sensually brush back against him before going to prepare his meal. He grins watching you saunter to the kitchen.

When you peek over your shoulder and playfully smile at him before leaving his sight he realizes in that moment, he is hopelessly in love with you.

He’d known from the moment you got on his bike that you were special. Now, after the incredible intimacy and seeing how tenderly you care for him, he knows he’s completely yours.

In the kitchen as you wait for him, you pull all the ingredients out on the countertop to make him a delicatessen turkey sandwich: freshly baked bread, deli-sliced turkey, crisp lettuce, ripe tomatoes, a slice of sharp cheddar cheese, creamy mayonnaise, and a dollop of mustard.

You decide to double layer the turkey slices for him, ensuring the sandwich is substantial then add the lettuce, tomatoes, and cheddar cheese.

You smile as you finish preparing his sandwich, carefully cutting it in half and arranging it on a plate with a side of salted chips.

You prepare your own sandwich with the remaining ingredients and open the refrigerator returning the perishable items in and pulling out two bottles of ginger ale.

You place the sandwiches at the counter seating for a quick meal, and as Benny enters the kitchen, you are cracking open the caps of ginger ale at the bottle opener attached to the refrigerator.

He stares in awe at the sandwich as he sits down.

“This looks incredible,” he compliments, and you smile warmly.

“Benny, it’s nothing,” you say, placing the ginger ale next to him. You sit by him at the counter and take the first bite of your sandwich.

Benny watches you for a moment before picking up his sandwich. He devours it, taking bite after bite savoring every bit of it before polishing it off with the ginger ale.

“Do you have any beers?” he asks, and you grin seeing the intensity of his craving for one.

“I don’t have any right now, but we can definitely pick some up while we’re out.” You confirm.

He grins, placing the ginger ale down “That sounds perfect,” he says and leans over placing a gentle kiss on your cheek.

He pulls back slowly, his eyes locking with yours as the warmth of the moment lingers. His gentle kiss and the softness of his gaze speaking volumes. A silent acknowledgment between you hangs in the air.

He looks away suddenly, the moment hitting him as his heart begins to beat faster from excitement.

“We should … get going “ he says softly.

You smile knowingly seeing that he felt it too.

You quickly begin clearing the dishes and Benny goes to the dining room, retrieving his leather jacket putting it on as you head to the entryway, zipping on yours and putting on a pair of socks and tennis shoes.

The Vandals

You head out the front door together into the Ohio afternoon and see Benny’s bike parked across the street. The sunlight glints off the chrome, making it shine brilliantly.

He strides confidently towards it, swinging his leg over and settling into the seat. With a practiced motion, he starts the engine, the roar filling the quiet street. He reaches his hand out to help you climb on behind him.

Once you are both seated, you wrap your arms around his waist, feeling the solid strength of his body against yours. He revs the engine, and you feel the vibration beneath you as he pulls away from the curb.

The wind rushes past, and the city streets blur as he navigates with precision. People in other cars turn their heads to watch you, some with envy, others with curiosity, as you weave seamlessly through traffic.

The ride is exhilarating as Benny takes you onto the highway, the open road stretching out for miles.

The speed and freedom make your heart race, and you hold onto him tightly, feeling the connection between you growing even stronger.

You head to the rural outskirts of Ohio, arriving at a large field at the edge of the woods with a racing track.

Hundreds of bikers are scattered around, drinking and watching men ride dirt bikes around a track that has been ridden so many times it became a mud pit. The air is filled with the roar of engines, the smell of gasoline, and the sound of hollering and cheering.

Picnic tables are set up with coolers filled with ice and beer, and grills are sizzling with hot dogs and burgers. Smoke from the grills mingles with the exhaust from the bikes, creating a heavy mix of scents.

The bikers are a rough and tumble crowd, clad in leather and denim, many with tattoos covering their arms and necks. Some sit on their bikes, others stand in groups, drinking and laughing.

As Benny approaches, some of the men holler and shout for him. He parks his bike and helps you off, keeping his arm around you protectively. The crowd of bikers looks over, some with nods of recognition and others with curious stares. The atmosphere is charged with energy, a mix of companionship and competitive spirit.

You recognize some of the men from the night before as you approach a group of bikers. “Benny!” they begin yelling, teasing him. Benny introduces you to his circle.

“That’s Wahoo,” Benny gestures to the familiar young biker with the vest covered in patches, “and Corky,” he says, pointing to the other biker you met before with the heavily stained T-shirt. Wahoo and Corky grin at you knowingly, their mannerisms relaxed seeing you with Benny.

“And that’s Cal,” Benny says, nodding to a biker with red spiky hair and a bandana.

“Thats Cal, from California,” he corrects Benny, then looks at you both noticing the connection between you two.

“She’s pretty” Cal muses, “where’s you find her?” He says looking you over with a mischievous grin.

Benny pulls you closer, a proud smile on his face. “She found me,” he says, his voice filled with affection.

Cal chuckles. “Well, good on ya, Benny. Looks like you got yourself a keeper.”

The other bikers nod in agreement, some of them giving you approving looks others whistling. Benny’s arm tightens around you, and you can feel his pride and protectiveness radiating from him.

He walks you a little further from the group to an older, gruff biker with long stringy hair mumbling to himself staring off into space. “That’s Zipco,” Benny says quietly not to alert him. “He’s quite a character once you get him talking, one of the original members of the Vandals.”

Benny suddenly looks around, his eyes scanning the area. “Hey where’s Johnny?” he yells to Cal.

“On the track,” Cal says, pointing towards a figure on a bike speeding around the muddy course.

Benny guides you closer to the racing pit. “Johnny’s the president of the club,” he explains and you instantly remember him from the bar as Benny continues.

“Since he’s racing, I’ll introduce you to Brusy, his right hand.” He gestures towards a tall, lean, broad shouldered biker watching the race with a serious expression. His eyes following the riders with a calculating gaze.

The roar of engines grows louder as you get closer to the track, the dirt bikes kicking up clouds of dust and mud as they zoom by.

Benny calls out, “Hey, Brusy!” and the older biker turns, eyeing Benny with a smirk.

“You got one that’ll tame that temper?” he asks, his voice rough but good natured.

Benny grins, his pride evident as he holds you tightly an around your waist ,“This is my girl,” he says, his tone full of affection and pride.

Brusy gives you a nod of acknowledgment, his serious expression softening slightly.

“Nice to meet you,” he says, his voice gruff but respectful. “You must be something special to keep this one in line,” he adds with a wink.

As you exchange pleasantries, the roar of the engines reaches a peak. Johnny, confidently commanding his bike speeds first past the finish line securing his victory. The crowd erupts into cheers and applause, the sound echoing across the field.

Johnny dismounts his bike, removing his helmet and scanning the crowd until his eyes land on Benny. A warm smile spreads across his face as he approaches, still covered in mud and sweat.

“Benny!” he yells cheerfully and hugs him hard aggressively slapping his back.

“What took you so long“ he asks and Benny steps aside proudly revealing you to Johnny who looks over you with a mischievous glint in his eye.

“See, told you nothing was gonna happen to ya,” Jonny says with a wink

“You two already know each other?” Benny asks, giving Johnny side eye.

“Yeah, the guys were giving her a rough time last night, but I told them to back off. She’s with you now, right?” Johnny says, looking between you and Benny.

Benny nods, placing a protective arm around your waist. “Yeah, she’s with me. Thanks for looking out Johnny.”

“Aaah, no problem,” Johnny says, waving his hand dismissively. “Can’t keep you to myself forever” He chides with a grin.

Benny smirks, pulling you closer. “Johnny what’d I tell you about getting jealous.”

Johnny chuckles, shaking his head. “Jealous? I taught you every thing you know kid,” he says putting his goggles in his helmet

Johnny then turns to the crowd gathering. “Alright, now that Benny’s here, let’s get down to club business. Where the hell is Fat Jack?” he yells, his voice carrying over the men.

“He’s on his way over,” Brusy confirms, pointing to a large burly red-headed man with a beard making his way to the crowd.

Johnny begins taking off his riding gear as the crowd of bikers gathers around, the atmosphere becoming tense with anticipation.

Benny pulls you back to watch from a distance, holding you protectively with his arm around your shoulder. He leans in close, explaining the situation. “Fat Jack wants to open a new chapter of the Vandals in Milwaukee ,” he says. “When Johnny said no, Fat Jack challenged him, and now they have to settle it in a fight.”

“In a fight?” you ask in surprise. “They’re gonna hurt each other?”

Benny looks at you slyly, a grin spreading across his face. “Those are the rules,” he says with a hint of excitement in his voice. “It’s how we settle disputes in the club. It’s all about respect and proving who’s in charge.”

You watch as the giant of a man called Fat Jack pushes through the crowd of bikers, making his way to Johnny in the center. The bikers part to let him through, their murmurs adding to the tension in the air.

“Johnny,” Fat Jack yells, his voice booming, “I want that permission for my bikers from Milwaukee to become a chapter of the Vandals, and I’m ready to fight you for it.”

They stand face to face in the middle of the racing pit, which is now a muddy mess, surrounded by the crowd of bikers.

Johnny looks over to Fat Jack, unfazed. “Well, you challenged me,” he says with attitude. “So, what’ll it be? Fists or knives?”

Fat Jack balks. “Well, I don’t want to kill you, Johnny,” he says, his tone heavy with sincerity.

“So, fists, then?” Johnny says, getting intense. Fat Jack nods getting into fighting stance, and the crowd begins to holler and scream as the two men prepare to fight.

Fat Jack rushes Johnny and lands several heavy haymakers to his head, rendering him senseless. Then he picks Johnny’s limp body up and throws him across the pit. He lands with a wet smack into the mud, and the bikers wince at the sight of his fall. Covered in mud, Johnny slips and struggles to get up as Fat Jack lumbers over to continue the fight. Just as all seems lost, Johnny gets to his knees, grabbing Fat Jack around the waist and biting hard into his thigh.

You gasp in shock from the brutality and look over to Benny, who’s enjoying the brawl.

Fat Jack screams in pain, and Johnny, with a sudden burst of energy, breaks Fat Jack’s finger, making him yell in agony.

You cover your eyes in shock as the crowd erupts, a mix of cheers seeing the fight now taking a brutal turn.

When you remove your hand to see the fight Fat Jack’s finger is sticking out from his hand at an unnatural angle that makes your stomach churn. You cling tightly to Benny, wanting to avert your gaze but now unable to look away.

Fat Jack continues to wail, staring at his hand in disbelief and the fight comes to a stop.

“You okay? We done?” Johnny asks Fat Jack as he pants out of breath.

“You—you broke my finger, Johnny!” Fat Jack yells, stunned.

“Tell your friends they can have their chapter in Milwaukee,” Johnny says, patting Fat Jack on the back.

Fat Jack remains in the pit, staring at his broken finger and whimpering in shock as Johnny limps over to a woman who looks to be his wife. She kisses him, looking over his injuries.

As the crowd disperses, you feel Benny’s arm tighten around you, a protective gesture that reassures you amidst the chaos.

He looks down at you with a smirk on his lips, seeing you still stunned he realizes you’ve probably never seen a fight in your life, let alone someone breaking a bone, and draws your attention away.

“That’s Betty,” Benny says, gesturing to the woman tenderly wiping mud from Johnny’s face. “The president and the First Lady of the Vandals.”

Johnny eyes Benny and gestures him over. As you approach, his wife wipes her hands across her jeans and introduces herself. “Hi, I’m Betty,” she says, shaking your hand warmly.

After you exchange pleasantries Johnny turns to Betty. “How’s about you introduce Benny’s girl to the old ladies so Benny and I can have a talk?” he suggests, giving Betty a knowing look.

She nods, and before you can leave with her Benny pulls you back to him.

“Hold up a sec,” he says, grinning, and brings you in close placing a soft kiss on your lips, when he lowers his hands to your waits you both smile gazing into each other’s eyes.

“Isn’t that sweet, Johnny?” Betty says, dotingly. “They’re like two little love birds.” She coos

Johnny rolls his eyes, smirking. “Yeah, sure, love birds. Try not to fly away when things get tough, Benny.”

Benny shoots Johnny a look. “Don’t be jealous, Johnny. I know you’ll miss me when I’m not around,” he says with a teasing grin.

Johnny rolls his eyes, but there’s a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Yeah, yeah, Benny. Go on, have your little love fest. Just don’t forget about the club,” he says, trying to sound stern but failing to hide his amusement.

Betty laughs, shaking her head. “Come on, you two, enough with the banter. Let’s go meet the other ladies,” she says, taking your hand and leading you away.

She guides you to a large picnic table surrounded by a group of women, each holding a beer and chatting animatedly. The table is covered with a checkered cloth and surrounded by coolers filled with beer. The women are all chatting animatedly, each with a beer in hand. Betty grabs a beer from a cooler and hands it to you with a smile. Even though you don’t drink, you accept it graciously.

Betty starts the introductions. “Ladies, this is Benny’s girl,” she says, and they all turn to look at you, offering friendly smiles.

“This is Karen, she’s with Wahoo,” Betty says, pointing to a woman with long, blonde hair and a leather jacket adorned with patches.

Karen raises her beer in a silent toast. “Welcome to the club,” she says, her voice warm and welcoming.

“And this is Gale, Brucy’s old lady,” Betty continues, gesturing to a petite brunette with a fierce look in her eyes and a confident smile.

Gale nods at you. “Nice to meet you,” she says.

Betty goes around the table, introducing the other women. “That’s Maria, she’s with Corky,” she says, pointing to a woman with dark, curly hair and a mischievous grin. “And over there is Sandy, she’s with Cal,” Betty adds, indicating a redhead with a quick laugh and a twinkle in her eye.

The last introduction is to Diane, who is sitting next to Sandy.

“Welcome,” Diane says simply, giving you a nod.

Betty sits down beside you, and the conversation flows easily. The women chat about the races, their men, and life in the club. You find yourself relaxing in their company, feeling a sense of acceptance. Even though you don’t drink, you begin sipping the beer Betty gave you, feeling included in this new circle.

A few yards away Benny and Johnny stand in a circle with the other bikers, their voices blending with the sounds of revving engines and distant laughter. Wahoo, Corky, Cal, and Brucy are all there, each man sporting a beer and a rugged demeanor.

Johnny, leads the conversation, his voice commanding yet relaxed.

“Alright, boys, let’s go over some club business,” he begins, taking a swig of his beer. “We’ve got the new chapter in Minnesota to sort out, and Fat Jack is handling the Milwaukee crew. How are we looking for the rally next month?”

Wahoo, leaning against his bike and grins. “Rally’s shaping up good, Johnny. Got a lot of interest from members who wanna join up. Should be a hell of a turnout.”

Brucy nods in agreement. “Yeah, just need to finalize with the other clubs. Make sure we don’t have any troublemakers ruining the fun like last time ”

Johnny nods, satisfied. “Good, good. We keep things tight, and everything should run smooth.”

The conversation drifts into casual banter, the bikers laughing and exchanging stories. Benny stands close to Johnny with his arm resting on the back of a chair staring off deep in thought with his beer half-empty.

Johnny’s eyes narrow with interest looking over Bennys silent relaxed demeanor.

“Hey, where’d you stay last night?” Johnny asks, his tone light but probing.

“Forest Glen,” Benny answers, taking a swig of his beer.

“Benny’s got himself a fancy girl,” Corky teases eavesdropping , and the group erupts into laughter.

“Those type don’t stay round us for long so good luck to ya” he adds raising his bottle to Benny.

Cal chimes in, raising his beer in a mock toast. “Better knock her up quick!” he jokes, sending the bikers into a fit of cackles.

Benny’s expression remains calm a light smirk playing on his lips. “She’s on Envoid,” he says, and the group falls silent, confusion etched on their faces as they look to each other.

Johnny raises an eyebrow. “What in the hell is Envoid?”

Benny takes a deep breath. “She’s on a pill, so she can’t get pregnant,” he explains.

The bikers exchange shocked glances and Johnny makes a sound of disgust. “First the whole women’s rights thing, now they don’t even want to have families? Women get a taste of power, and boom it all goes to their head.” He says rolling his eyes.

Wahoo, always the joker, speaks up. “Hey Benny, she must be loving all that raw meat” He growls and starts howling like a dog, making the others burst into laughter.

Benny smirks, shaking his head at their antics, but his thoughts remain on you. The bikers continue their ribbing, casting bets on how long you’ll stay with him before the fun’s over, but his mind is filled with the image of you, the way you look at him, the way you make him feel.

As the laughter dies down, Johnny pats Benny on the back, noticing him still lost in thought. “Come on, take a walk with me,” he says, steering Benny away from the group.

They walk to an area just outside of ears reach, and Johnny gets serious.

“Don’t let these assholes get to you, Benny,” he says, offering a rare moment of support from the teasing. “Y’know you like the girl and the girl likes you there’s nothing more too it than that, right?” He says taking a swig of beer.

Benny sees you from afar, sitting at the picnic tables, he watches how you interact with the other ladies, and when he sees you smile his heart swells for you a knowing grin playing on his lips.

Benny nods to Johnny appreciating his sentiment and takes a swig of beer.

“Shes not just a girl Johnny, she’s the one, I’m gonna marry her.”

Johnny spits out his beer in surprise. “M-marry? Did you say you’re gonna marry her?” he asks in astonishment as he wipes his chin.

Benny nods, his gaze unwavering. “Yeah, Johnny. She’s different. She makes me feel… whole. Like I’ve finally found where I belong.”

Johnny shakes his head, “You, aren’t serious are you Benny? You’ve known her like what? like a day?”

Benny smiles, looking at you again “I know it sounds crazy Johnny, but she’s it for me.”

Johnny sighs, rubbing the back of his neck. “Well, damn. Never thought I’d see the day Benny Cross talks about settling down. You sure about this, kid? It’s a big step.”

Benny smiles watching the way you laugh how radiantly beautiful you are and his eyes fill with determination. “Never been more sure of a thing in my life Johnny, that’s my future wife.”

Johnny stressfully chuckles, shaking his head in disbelief. “Well, I’ll be damned. If she makes you that happy, then I’m happy for you. But uh just make sure she’s ready for this life. It’s not easy l being with a biker.” He warns.

Benny nods, a smile spreading across his face. “I know, Johnny. But she’s strong. She can handle it.” He says drinking down the last of his beer.

Johnny claps Benny on the shoulder, “Well alright then, let’s uh get back to the group before they start thinking we’re the ones planning a wedding,” he jokes making Benny smile.

Sitting with the old ladies of the club, the picnic table is now littered with beer cans and bottles, all of them thoroughly drunk. Betty hands you another cold beer, but your can’t even think of drinking it.

“C’mon cheers, to new friends!” Betty toasts shoving the bottle to you again and you accept it, clinking her bottle with yours. The other women follow suit, and you find yourself smiling, feeling so at ease with them.

Gale, Brusy’s girl, leans in, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “So, how’d you and Benny meet?” She asks with genuine interest.

“We met at a bar, it may even be the Vandals biker club for all I know but I was in a really bad situation, and Benny saved me.” You smile bashfully.

Cindy laughs, “That sounds like Benny, always playing the hero.”

The table erupts in laughter, and you feel a pang of confusion. “Oh darling it’s alright all the men have their thing” she says patting your hand

“Wahoo,” Cindy says with a laugh, “he once tried to impress me by riding his bike through a ring of fire. Can you believe that? Nearly singed his eyebrows off!”

The table erupts in laughter, and you can’t help but join in their humor is infectious.

Gale nods, sipping her beer. “Brusy’s no better. He once got into a fight with a guy twice his size because he said something about my hair. Ended up with a broken nose, but he’d do it again in a heartbeat.”

The women erupt into laughter and you can’t help but giggle looking at how high Gales beehive hair is styled.

As the stories continue, you start to enjoy feeling the bond forming between you and the ladies. But then, the conversation takes a more serious turn.

“Benny,” Betty starts, her tone more somber, “he’s always been a wild one. Reckless, really.”

Cindy nods, her expression thoughtful. “He’s never been able to keep a woman because of it. Always getting into trouble, always on the edge.”

You feel a knot form in your stomach as you listen. “What do you mean?” you ask, trying to keep your voice steady.

Gale leans closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. “He’s had a few close calls. Accidents, fights… He’s not exactly known for being cautious. It’s scared off more than a few women.”

Betty sighs, placing a comforting hand on yours. “We’re not trying to scare you, sweetheart. We just want you to know what you’re getting into.”

You sit back, stunned by their words. You knew Benny was a biker and that he had a rough side, but hearing it laid out makes it all so real. The thought of him being dangerous and reckless, weighs heavily on you.

Cindy gives you a reassuring smile. “But if anyone can handle him, it’s you. We can see the way he looks at you. It’s different.”

They all nod in agreement. “He’s crazy about you. Maybe you’re the one who can finally tame him.” Gale says giving you a warm smile.

You look over at Benny, who’s deep in conversation with Johnny and the other bikers, and your heart swells with love. You don’t believe a word of what they say about him but are determined to enjoy the moment and the newfound friendships you’re making.

As the afternoon wears on, the women continue to share stories, their laughter echoing through the field. As dusk begins to settle, they start to pack up, gathering empty bottles and cans, folding chairs, and clearing the picnic table.

Betty wipes down the table, while Gale collects the leftover food, packing it away in a cooler. As you help Cindy stack the chairs in the back of a truck, she chats with you as she works.

Just as everyone’s finishing up, Benny strides over coming to collect you. The women immediately start making catcalls and teasing remarks at him.

“Here comes your knight in shining leather,” Betty laughs.

“Oh, he’s come to claim his Cinderella,” Gale adds with a teasing grin.

Benny blushes at their comments, but his smile widens as he reaches you. “C’mon, sweetheart,” he says, taking your hands pulling you to him. His hands wrap around your waist as he smiles down at you.

“Oh, just kiss her already!” Cindy calls out, and the women join in, encouraging him.

Benny blushes as he leans in giving you a soft kiss on the lips and it makes the women gush and cheer.

Gazing into your eyes he gestures for you to come with him and takes your hand leading the way. You wave goodbye to the girls as you walk off together.

“Goodbye, ladies! Thank you for everything,” you call out and they say their farewells in return.

“Take care of her Benny she’s a good one!” Betty shouts back, and the women all agree in unison.

As the field darkens, you head towards one of several campfires that have been lit for the night. The fires contrast with the cool evening air, and the flickering flames cast a cozy glow.

Benny lowers his hand to your waist as he walks with you, his thumb tracing small circles on your hip. “Did you have a good time with the ladies?” he asks, glancing down at you with a soft smile.

“They were great,” you say, leaning into him. “They told me a lot about you.”

“Oh yeah?” Benny raises an eyebrow. “What did they tell you?”

“Just how you’re always the hero,” you tease, smiling up at him.

He chuckles. “Well, I try.”

You both arrive at one of the campfires, finding two empty seats. Benny guides you to one and sits beside you, keeping you close. His hand intertwines with yours and you rest head on his shoulder.

Zipco is in the middle of a story, his deep voice carrying over the crackling fire. “…and that’s when I told him, ‘If you want your bike back, you’re gonna have to go through me first!’” The surrounding bikers laugh, their faces illuminated by the firelight.

Benny squeezes your hand, looking content as he listens to the tale. As you sit by the fire, you feel a deep sense of belonging, knowing that you’re part of Benny’s world now.

Only a few bikers remain as the night wears on, and your eyes grow heavy listening to another tale from Zipco. You lean towards Benny, whispering in his ear, “Benny, I’m tired can we go home now?”

“Go home?” he echoes.

“Yeah, I want to shower and lay in bed,” you say, stifling a yawn.

“After the club picnics, most of us just stay the night here,” he explains and you look at him in shock .

“In the field?” you ask, your voice filled with disbelief.

He grins, knowing you’ve never roughed it before. His finger gently touches under your chin holding your eye contact as he speaks .

“In the field we’re going to lay down on my blanket and look up at the stars before we sleep,” he says affectionately. Your lip pouts, suddenly missing all the comforts of home and realizing you didn’t even bring a change of clothing.

“C’mon, I’ll show you,” he says, seeing your hesitation.

He gets up and takes your hand, leading you away from the campfire and towards his bike. On the back is a thick rolled green blanket, which he unfastens and tucks under his arm. Then he leads you back toward the campfire, placing the blanket a small distance away.

Others are already resting, some even pitching makeshift tents all over the field. But it’s warm, and the weather is nice as Benny lays down the thick blanket.

He takes off his boots and his jacket, then lies on the thick blanket, putting his hands behind his head. He glances at the space next to him, waiting for you to join him.

You pout again, reluctant to give up the comfort of a proper bed. He notices your hesitation and gently pats the spot beside him, his eyes soft and encouraging. “It’ll be nice, I promise,” he says with a reassuring smile.

You reluctantly take off your tennis shoes and sit down beside him, feeling the cool night air on your skin. Benny pulls you down, wrapping his arm around you, and you nestle into his side. The warmth of his body contrasts with the cool breeze, and as you look up at the stars you slowly start to relax.

“You see that?” he points to a cluster of stars. “That’s the Big Dipper. And over there is Orion’s Belt.”

You smile, the sound of his voice and the sight of the stars gradually easing your discomfort. “I didn’t know you knew so much about stars Benny,” you say softly as you stifle a yawn.

“There’s a lot you don’t know about me yet,” he smiles, his voice filled with affection.

You sigh, feeling the tension leaving your body as you snuggle closer to him. “Maybe this isn’t so bad after all Benny” you admit as your eyes begin to close.

Benny chuckles, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Told you,” he says, pulling you even closer.

You awaken startled only a few hours later. It is dark, and all the campfires have died down. Benny rests soundly beside you, and you shift your weight realizing the hard ground has made you sore and uncomfortable as you slept, putting you in a mood that makes you just want to go home.

“Benny,” you whisper softly, but he doesn’t stir. “Benny,” you whisper louder, but he remains asleep.

You wrap your arm over him, trying to go fall back asleep, but after a moment the loud sounds of crickets chirping and frogs croaking jars you awake in the darkness.

You continue to shift restlessly, until you lean up to look at Benny. He is such a heavy sleeper that none of this affects him at all. His features are relaxed, his full lips are parted as he softly breathes. The moonlight casts a gentle glow on his face, highlighting his serene expression as he rests so peacefully.

A mischievous idea forms in your mind to awaken him. You lean in close and press a kiss on his jaw. His skin is warm against your lips, and you trail gentle kisses down to his neck, breathing in his familiar scent. You press your body against his, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest as he sleeps.

“Benny,” you murmur softly between kisses, your voice a mix of frustration and longing. He remains unmoved, his soft, even breaths indicating just how deeply he sleeps. Determined to wake him, you continue your kisses, making your way back up to his ear, nibbling lightly on his earlobe.

He stirs slightly but still doesn’t wake up. You trail your hand along his chest, feeling the firm muscles beneath his shirt. Your kisses becoming more insistent as you move your hand lower down his body to the waistband of his jeans.

You easily pop the button and pull down his zipper, the sound slicing through the night air.

You reach into the opening of his jeans, and as soon as you grasp the base of his cock, he suddenly shifts, turning from you in his sleep and laying on his side. You move closer pressing against his back and pull the length of his shaft from its confinement into your hand and begin stroking his large cock as he sleep.

It is thick and warm, the skin smooth and firm as you stroke him. You pause, licking your hand to make it feel better for him, and return your grip to his shaft, tugging on it until you feel him begin to gradually harden.

As you continue, his cock becomes so rigid it throbs with each stroke. He whimpers softly in his sleep, making you grin with satisfaction. You stroke his cock harder and faster until you feel the veins begin to pulse against your palm. His breathing becomes ragged, and he moans loudly in his sleep as his body starts to respond. You gently press your hand over his mouth to muffle his sounds, feeling his hot breath against your palm as you continue to stroke him faster.

He groans against your hand, half awake, half asleep, and begins to stir, his hips slowly moving in time with your strokes. The sensation of his thick cock rubbing in your hand, combined with his muffled moans, sends a thrill of excitement through you.

His body tenses, and you can feel him getting close, his breaths coming out in desperate pants. Your strokes quicken, guiding smoothly along his length, squeezing gently as you reach the tip and back down to the base. His hips buck slightly, meeting your movements, and you feel the intensity of his need building with every second.

With a final, loud groan, he wakes up, his eyes wide and filled with a mixture of surprise and intense pleasure. You keep your hand over his mouth, maintaining the pressure and rhythm on his cock, feeling the way he surrenders to the pleasure you’re giving him as his body tenses with anticipation. You know his orgasm is imminent, and you make each stroke faster and more deliberate, moving your grip tightly over his slick skin, driving him wild.

With the final few strokes, his orgasm hits with full force. He shudders as he powerfully releases his cum all over the grass next to the blanket, his body shaking with the intensity of his climax. You continue stroking his cock, and he groans into your hand, his hips jerking involuntarily as waves of pleasure ripple through him, leaving him breathless and spent.

You smile, pressing a soft kiss to his ear, gently removing your hand from his mouth. “Can we go home now, Benny?” you whisper, releasing his cock and trailing your hand along his waist.

He turns to face you, his face a mix of surprise and excitement, still reeling from the pleasure you just gave him. He nods eagerly, making you smile. “Yeah, let’s go,” he breathes out, his eyes filled with a newfound admiration and awe.

It is the early hours of the morning, as Benny rolls up the blanket, taking your hand and quietly leading you to his bike. The air is crisp, the remnants of night still clinging to the sky. He moves with a quiet determination, careful not to disturb the bikers who are sleeping.

He gets on his bike and jumpstarts it, the engine roaring to life and echoing across the field, startling several bikers awake anyway. Benny extends his hand to help you climb onto the back. Once you’re on and clinging to him, he revs the engine, the powerful vibrations coursing through you as you ride off.

The wind begins to rush past as Benny weaves through the early morning light, taking you away from the field and towards the open road and you drive for miles without a soul in sight.

The horizon starts to glow with the promise of dawn, painting the sky with hues of pink and orange. As you cling to Benny the world around you fades away, leaving only the rhythmic hum of the engine and the warmth of his body against yours feeling like it’s just the two of you on earth, riding into the dawn.

🏍️ To Be Continued 🏍️

🔗Chapter 3 Playing House

Fully taken with Benny, he moves in with you, and improves your life in ways you never expected. The first month living with Benny is the domestic bliss of your dreams, ultimately leading to a rushed decision between you two that leaves everyone stunned.

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[lovieku]

1.000 LOVIES SPECIAL ♡

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hello my cutiefuls 🩷 we’re 1000 now!!!! can you believe that!!!! i can’t … 🫂💌 thank you so much! i started almost three months ago and the support has been unbelievable, i truly appreciate each one of u … ♡

for this reason, i decided to make a poll with YOUR requests, and YOUUU get to decide which one you want me to write first !!! i’ll get to all of them oki 🩷 this is just to interact with you a little on this special occasion hehe :3

these are all going to be part of the grande series 📓 if you click on the titles, it’ll take you to the ask and you may get more information ❣️

POV | established relationship, idol!jk x gf!fem reader

INTO YOU | forbidden romance, bodyguard!jk x popstar!fem reader

MAKE UP | enemies to lovers, bad boy!jk x good girl!fem reader

THANK U, NEXT | childhood friends to lovers, mechanic!jk x writer!fem reader

i can’t provide much more right now 🧍🏻‍♀️ these are ideas that could change as i get into them! but please, if you have any suggestions send them in… this is for YOU, so you get to build the fic you want 🩷 note that it will take me some time and will most probably come out in 2025 hehe

thank you soooo infinitely much, i’ll keep trying to be a writer that can deserve your love 🫶🏻

[zarameraki]

♡₊˚✒️₊✧ 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗶'𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁 ♡₊˚📓₊✧

: ̗̀➛ tropes: fem! reader 𖥔 minors do not interact 𖥔 unprotected sex 𖥔 professor x student 𖥔 alternate universe 𖥔 nsfw 𖥔 smut

: ̗̀➛ words: 1.7k

: ̗̀➛ notes: contemplating if i should do a full series on professor nanami. if you have any requests, don’t hesitate to send them. pls follow, reblog, like, comment—whatever you want! okay love you and enjoy.

Professor Nanami was captivated by you from the moment you walked into the classroom on the first day. Among the sea of students, you were the only one who chose to sit right at the front, directly in the middle, with a radiant smile that caught his attention instantly.

He always seemed to lose his train of thought during lectures whenever he directed even a brief glance in your direction. 

When he found out your name during one of the online quizzes, he shamelessly delved into researching your social media accounts. Every image he came across painted a picture of sunshine and rainbows, but it was that one image of you in a bikini that sent shockwaves to his cock.

His obsession grew to the point he intentionally gave you a lower grade on an exam you clearly excelled in, just so you would have a reason to schedule office hours and discuss it with him.

As you sat across from him, he found himself struggling to catch his breath. You passionately argued why you deserved a chance for a retake. Tears welled up in your eyes, tracing the delicate edge of your waterline. He didn’t realize it would go this far and he was a fucking idiot for it.  

Nanami rushed over to your side. He quickly crouched down, gently cupping your flushed face in his hands. His thumbs wiped over your wet lashes as he whispered, “I apologize, sweetheart. I purposely gave you a failing grade just to have this chance to speak with you. It was not my intention to cause you distress.”

He held his breath, eagerly awaiting your response, your face still cradled in his hands, only for you to ask, “So, did I pass?” And with a chuckle, he nodded affirmatively, replying, “From the very start.” Because you were a smart girl. The smartest out of everyone he’s ever met. 

His chuckle abruptly ended when you leaned in and kissed him, causing him to freeze with wide-open eyes as yours remained tightly shut in anxious anticipation.

Then like a pliable putty responding to heat, he melted into the kiss, responding with fervor and intensity, while you stood there, arms encircling his neck, both of you lost in the moment. He awkwardly fumbled with locking his office door in a desperate attempt to maintain some semblance of professionalism amidst the escalating moment.

You were perched comfortably on his lap, your lips moving in perfect harmony with his, your body undulating against his erection, fulfilling the dirty fantasies you've harbored for your professor since you first enrolled in his class.

He showered your face and neck with kisses, quickly removing your sweater to unveil your breasts. He teasingly latched onto your perky, sweet nipples, all while he struggled to contain his own orgasm, barely held back by the fabric of his boxers.

In a matter of minutes, he had you bent over his desk, pants and boxers dangling carelessly, his thick, veiny cock buried within you, thrusting vigorously, the force causing his stationary and name plaque to crash to the ground. You gripped the edges tightly, cheek pressed against the smooth mahogany surface, your ass arching to meet his every powerful thrust.

Finishing his heavy load inside of you, he marveled at the sight of his release dripping down your legs, mirroring the tears streaming down your flushed cheeks. Your asscheeks showed signs of discoloration from his relentless spanking; and your legs trembled with the aftermath. He helped you stand, but you sagged into his embrace, causing him to lift you in a bridal-style carry.

Settling into his chair, he gently stroked your face, showering you with praises for being such a good girl for him.

Relentless since the moment he first fucked you, Nanami couldn’t seem to get enough, whether it's after his lectures in his cluttered office, or shooting you a text asking you meet him in some deserted storage space, or inviting you to his place for a cozy evening of dinner and drinks.

And sometimes, it's not even about the sex but just cuddling on the couch, binging movies until you both fall asleep wrapped in each other's arms. It's like time stood still in those moments, suspended in a bubble of warmth that you both never want to burst.

Nanami had become your boyfriend months into your relationship. He surprised you on your graduation day by proposing to you in the lecture hall where you first met four years ago, and as an extra reward for being his good girl, he also asked you to move in with him.

He cried when you said yes.

[zablife]

Benny x the Bookworm

A/N: Requested by @hufflepuff1619 who wanted to see Benny fall for a shy, academic type reader who works in a bookshop.

Benny Cross Masterlist

📓 You barely noticed the bell chime above the bookshop door as you turned the page of your novel, but the overpowering scent of petrol and the slow crack of leather quickly alerted you to the biker standing over you.

📓 That's the first time you met Benny Cross, his cool blue eyes piercing into you as he asked to use your phone, promising it wasn't long distance.

📓 You didn't know what to think of the handsome stranger who made your cheeks flush at the language he used when demanding someone from "the club" come get him.

📓 However, he was as gentle as a lamb with you, attempting to ease the tension in the air with a joke. “In case you’re wonderin’ that wasn’t my book club, darlin’.”

📓 The giggle you hid behind your hand made his eyes twinkle, fingers idly leafing through the book on the desk in his dazed wonderment. You barely noticed the grease stained fingerprints smudging the pages of your book until he muttered an apology, along with an offer to buy what he'd ruined.

📓 You couldn't have known then that the reason he insisted so vehemently was to keep a piece of you close to him. He tucked the paperback into his jacket and kept it there for weeks as he carefully read every word, including your cramped notes in the margins.

📓 You'd nearly forgotten the encounter when you noticed his motorcycle parked outside one stormy afternoon. Heart pounding at the sight of his rain soaked hair in the shop window, you invited him inside to dry off, wondering what he could possibly want. When he produced the tattered novel along with a myriad of questions, you couldn't contain the brightness of your smile.

📓 He tried to pay attention to every word as you spoke, but found himself distracted by the adorable way your glasses slipped down the bridge of your nose as you leaned forward to point out a favorite passage or how you clasped a hand to your chest when reciting a heartfelt line.

📓 As his visits to the shop became more frequent, you were more than happy to share your love of learning, eventually leading him to another of your haunts, the public library.

📓 There you took him by the hand, loading his sturdy arms with a stack of classics you couldn't wait for him to read next. And overcome with giddy delight you might have indulged in a few stolen kisses between the shelves.

📓 Benny readily accepted the academic challenge you presented despite the teasing from the guys when he'd choose to furrow his brow over some long dead author over a more enticing game of darts. He wanted to be able to discuss every detail with you later to see the spark of excitement in your eyes and to prove he was smarter than he looked.

📓 However, part of him was driven by his doubts. You were so educated and worldly compared to him, a high school drop out, and he worried you would tire of him in favor of someone better.

📓 But you could have cared less about his lack of formal education and often told him so. What you loved about Benny was his curiosity and tenacity. He was able to teach himself anything, proven by the way he could repair motorcycles.

📓 You soon found yourself begging to learn all about his hobby, a fact that had Benny grinning like an idiot. In fact, nothing made him prouder than the day he brought you to your first race and you held a conversation with Cal like a pro.

📓 When he caught your gaze from across the field as he revved his engine, he found your eyes shimmering back at him with pure joy, and he knew you weren't going anywhere anytime soon. In that moment he knew the feelings of mutual adoration were turning to something much stronger.

[cafeacademia]

Finally updated my guidelines and my character list!! Requests are still open 💕

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝐌𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬:

only one request per blog at a time (i.e. I won't accept more than one request from you, unless I've explicitly said I am happy to)

please do not send the request multiple times. If you want to make sure I've received it, just inbox me and ask or dm me.

if you send the same request to multiple writers as well as myself, I will refuse it. Not only is sending it to multiple people extremely unfair but also can cause tension between people due to copyright/close similarities.

please don't cross my writing boundaries listed below

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧’𝐭/𝐚𝐦 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞:

underage smut

pregnancy/childbirth/children/motherhood

major character death

cheating

severe triggers (self inflicted harm, ED, etc)

anything that breaks the immersion of the fandom (i.e. asking me to write phones into HP)

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞:

fluff

angst

dark fics (18+ ONLY) - please let me know details, because dark themes to you might be different than what they are to me!

hurt/comfort

smut (18+ ONLY)

platonic & familial fics (i.e. daughter!reader, platonic, found family, best friends etc)

anxiety/depression (I will keep these themes relatively light)

violence/action/confrontation

AUs, tropes etc

pretty much anything you can think of that doesn't come under those themes in the section above and if you're not sure, drop me an ask or a dm and I'll be happy to chat to you about it.

[luvrrszn]

Ok, this request is….something. but i’ve thought about for some time and would really like if you write it (if you don’t think that it’s weird and you’re comfortable!)

Basically, it’s an angsty one with a happy ending. Gabriella, who is in high school, is scared of coming out to parents, F!Reader and Miguel. It gets to a point that she slowly starts withdrawing from them. and one day she breaks down. F!Reader and Miguel, who have been worried about their baby girl, ask her what’s wrong and she finally comes out.

They both so accepting and loving of her at her confession, and swear that they would never love her less for who she loves.

a/n: anonnnnnn :' i'm so sorry for taking so long with this, i was just really unsure of how to go about this topic, and i still very much am. (for reference this has been in my inbox for MONTHSSS) this one's a short one, i rlly hope i didn't butcher ur req :' (not proofread btw...) (p.s. SEND IN MORE REQS GUYSS I LOVE THEM SM HEHHEHEHE and any qns at all, to get to know me, anything! <3)

you've noticed the odd behaviour. the always-hiding-in-her-room, keeping conversations short, closed-off behaviour.

your usually cheerful, full-of-energy daughter had become quiet , keeping to herself most of the time. at first, you thought it was normal. she was in high school after all, and growing up. maybe she just needed her space.

so you left her alone.

but as the days passed, she became more and more withdrawn, a complete opposite of the daughter you used to know. you were getting worried, as was miguel.

"what do we do? she won't talk to us, she barely even acknowledges us!" miguel asks, pacing around your shared bedroom. you sit on the edge of your bed, hands in your lap. you too are at a loss. what can you do to make her open up?

recently, any time you tried to ask her about how she'd been or why she'd been acting strange, she'd brush it off and excuse herself from the room. you knew something was on her mind, but the question was, what exactly?

"you know what? let's go to bed, miggy. we'll talk to her at breakfast tomorrow. i think something's bothering her."

—

the next morning, you find your daughter sitting at the dining table, on her phone. you and miguel sit opposite her, and the moment she notices, she gets up to leave.

you say, almost sounding like you're pleading, "stay, gabi. please. we'd like to talk to you."

she reluctantly sits back down, folding her hands in her lap, lightly picking at the skin on her fingers.

"gabi, we're worried. what's going on with you? is something wrong?" miguel asks, his eyes filled with concern. he had hated seeing his poor daughter so quiet, almost as if she'd lost herself, and everything that made her her had been drained from her body.

"there's nothing going on, papá. you're just being paranoid." she replied, still looking down at her lap.

"gabriella, you know you can talk to us, right? if there's anything bothering you at all, just tell us." you say.

"okay, mamá." with that, she got up and left.

—

a week later, you're making gabriella's favourite meal for lunch. as you go to get her from her room, you hear the faint sound of crying. worried, you knock on the door and say, "gabi, i'm coming in."

you find her on her bed, tears streaming down her face as she hugs her knees to her chest. you immediately sit next to her and pull her in close, burying your face in the top of her head.

you press a kiss on the top of her head, saying, "gabi, what's wrong? tell mamá, please."

through sobs and hiccups, she finally says, "mamá, i'm gay, okay? i like girls. there's nothing wrong with me, it's not a phase, i—"

"oh, baby. it's that what's been bothering you this whole time? i love you, gabriella. and there's nothing you could do to change that. i don't love you any less because of who you love. i love you so, so much. thank you for telling me." you say, stroking her hair.

you didn't even realise that miguel had come in. you only noticed when he sat on the other side of gabi, and wrapped both of you in his arms.

"gabi, there is nothing that changes the fact that you are our daughter. as long as you are alive, we will love you. no matter who you choose to love, what you choose to do, we will always support you and love you, okay?" miguel affirms.

"i love you guys." gabi says, chuckling through a sob.

[nonuify]

Omg, I just read your Joshua headcanons and… WOW! Absolutely speechless. Could you maybe do it with Jun too <3? Just like the person that requested the Joshua one, I’d love to read both BF and NSFW headcanons, but if you don’t have time, I’d love some NSFW Jun headcanons, hehehe. Have a nice day, love your work :)

ᝰ.ᐟ 🥣 — M.JH ; ! boyfriend headcanons

sfw & nsfw is included ! minors do not interact 18+.

📓 ! I think junhui wouldn’t be talkative at first not bc he doesn’t want to but because he is too shy or scared to fuck up infront of a beauty like you.

📓 ! when he warms up to you I think he’s very clingy like it’s so adorable, like everything about him you would know & vice versa.

📓 ! cuddling is a must for you both, like attachment issues? yes you guys are so physical, & you aren’t shy about it cuddling, kissing, holding hands that’s just your thing.

📓 ! random thought but when you saw junhui’s drama you sulked cuz your boyfriend is your boyfriend like what??? he spent the whole night apologizing in every way possible making it up for you & showing that your his :(.

📓 ! junhui loves to send you couples stuff & say “could be us” then with a heart emoji like yes boyfriend of the century.

📓 ! ou you have to tell him that you love him before practice or anything he has or my man is gonna sulk!

📓 ! I think he would send you pics of something saying it reminded him of you because huihui is so whipped for you like-.

📓 ! oh you guys would do the eyeball color bracelets trend like it’s so you guys.

📓 ! sometimes I think jun likes to be a little spoon when you guys cuddle, he feels so much warmth & love from I can’t my finger on it it’s seems so him coded.

📓 ! you guys would go to these cat cafes together & like spend all the day laughing at how the cats are cute, plus hui would kiss you like every second bc of how cute you are !!.

📓 ! with fights I think junhui is more well avoidant of arguments, I think you & junhui would have a more communication style of arguments, you guys would avoid the actual yelling, & dramatic scenes.

📓 ! also I think jun loves leaving hickeys on you but not on a sexual basis but moreover because he thinks it’s a sacred way of showing his love & affection.

📓 ! also he would have a wall of your pics in poloroids like it’s so cute ( you have it too btw ).

! 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ nsfw starting from this point.

📓 ¡ now I think junhui could be a sub or dom but totally leans in a dom side but he’s such a fucking tease not a mean dom no but he’s looves to tease you.

📓 ¡ like I said junhui looves to mark you up every inch of your body like from neck to ass to boobs he will not be satisfied till he marks you up.

📓 ¡ his foreplay is crazyyyy, like he doesn’t get to babymaking that fast he will tease you till your begging, tears are falling down your cheeks, I think he loves to play with your tits & clit so much edging you till you squirt from being overwhelmed lol.

📓 ¡ idk why but I think he has a lil bilingual kink here or there, like he’d call you his dirty princess in mandarin & you don’t know what he’s saying, you’ll just moan out from how hot he is saying that.

📓 ¡ when he subs, you both love when you put a lil heart butt-plug in him like my baby is gonna be so hard just from the thought of that.

📓 ¡ junhui has a must to words of affirmation during intimacy even if it’s a simple “I love you” it means so much to him to know the feeling of during love making .

📓 ¡ he has a thing for seeing his cum all over your back & ass, it just makes him wanna go for more seeing all his liquids all over you, assures him that your his & only his.

📓 ¡ oh he looves you riding him, it’s his fav position he absolutely fucking adores it !! like seeing you all needy bouncing on him tits going up & down with you ugh :(

📓 ¡ also he adores dryhumping omg, like he would absolutely fuck you just from clothes on, seeing the big patch forming on your panties would make him hazy.

📓 ¡ huihui is obsessed with you, when you dress all up pretty for him in a pretty lacy set with some stockings god you know your in for a night.

📓 ¡ I just have a thought of him having his cock pierced like it’s so fuckin hot when the slides in you, you feel that cold feeling of the metal in you, you would just scream from that.

! 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ thank you for reading >ᴗ< !! i hope you enjoy this bby!!!

[cocacolacoast]

may I request a middle school moodboard themed around winter? I know it's not winter yet but I'm preparing in advance lol.

winter in middle school 🌲🦌📓📝

i wasn’t sure if you wanted a more masc or feminine lean so i tried to be more neutral!!!

[aphroditelovesu]

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⤷♡.+ disclaimer: some of my works may have nsfw content in addition to the yandere genre. if you are sensitive to these topics, I recommend not reading.

⤷♡.+ genre: yandere/dark!au.

⤷♡.+ Requests are OPEN. Asks and concepts are open.

⤷♡.+ character ai: aphroditelovesu.

⤷♡.+ Rules and Fandoms List;

⤷♡.+ Emoji Prompt List + Prompts List;

⤷♡.+ Wips; 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6; 7; 8;

⤷♡.+ Commissions;

‘‘Love you so bad, love you so bad, mold a pretty lie for you.’‘ ˚˖੭ Fake Love, BTS.

⤷♡.+ BTS; 💜

⤷♡.+ BLACKPINK; 🖤

⤷♡.+ ITZY; 🧡

⤷♡.+ Stray Kids; 💙

➷ EXO: Yandere Baekhyun (Romantic), Yandere Suho (Romantic).

➷ TWICE: Imagine as Classmates.

⤷♡.+ Greek Mythology; ⚡

⤷♡.+ Egyptian Mythology; 𓂀

⤷♡.+ Historical Characters; 📜

➷ The Lost Queen | Yandere!Alexander the Great ❝You woke up near a military camp without remembering how and why you got there, you didn't understand why they were dressed like ancient Greeks, all you knew was that you weren't safe and you needed to get out of that place as soon as possible. Too bad for you that you found yourself attracting unwanted attention from the Macedonian King and he won't let you go so easily.❞ The Lost Queen Series Masterlist

⤷♡.+ The Vampire Diaries + The Originals; 🧛

⤷♡.+ House of the Dragon; 🐉

⤷♡.+ Game of Thrones; ❄️

⤷♡.+ The Sandman; ⌛

⤷♡.+ Outlander; 🗿

⤷♡.+ Wednesday; 🎻

⤷♡.+ Brooklyn Nine-Nine; 👮‍♂️

⤷♡.+ Bridgerton; 🐝

⤷♡.+ Shadow and Bone; ☠️

⤷♡.+ Outer Banks; 💰

⤷♡.+ K-Dramas; ❤️

⤷♡.+ Reign; 👑

⤷♡.+ The Tudors; 🗡️

⤷♡.+ Hannibal; 🍽

➷ The Bloody Viscount | Yandere!Anthony Bridgerton ❝You had fallen in love with Viscount Bridgerton and he had fallen in love with you. The marriage seemed perfect, but then why did Anthony Bridgerton always come home late and bloodstained?❞ Prologue; Chapter 1; Chapter 2; ➷ The Shadow of the Golden Dragon | Yandere!ASOIAF/HOTD/GOT ❝You have always been an avid reader and your greatest passion was delving into the pages of "A Song of Ice and Fire" by George R.R. Martin. You knew every character, every twist and every detail of the Seven Kingdoms as if they were part of your own life. But what you never imagined is that an unexpected encounter with a mysterious antique book seller would change your life forever.❞ The Shadow of the Golden Dragon Masterlist

⤷♡.+ Percy Jackson; 🌊

⤷♡.+ Harry Potter; 🔮

⤷♡.+ A Court of Thorns and Roses; 🌹

⤷♡.+ A Song of Ice and Fire; 🔥

‘‘We were born to be alone but why we still looking for love?’‘ ˚˖੭ Lovesick Girls, BLACKPINK.

⤷♡.+ Attack on Titan; ⚔️

⤷♡.+ Naruto; 🍥

⤷♡.+ Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir; 🐞

⤷♡.+ One Piece; 👒

⤷♡.+ How To Train Your Dragon; 🐲

⤷♡.+ Death Note; 📓

‘‘Don’t you know that you’re toxic?’’ ˚˖੭ Toxic, Britney Spears.

⤷♡.+ Marvel; ۞

‘‘I wish you would love me again, no, I don't want nobody else.’’ ˚˖੭ Love Me Again, V.

⤷♡.+ Love Letters; 💕

⤷♡.+ Love Letters II; 💕

⤷♡.+ Kinktober 2023; 🎃

➷ A Black Rose | Yandere!Ian Daerier ❝A cruel and narcissistic reaper falls in love with the woman he was supposed to take the life of.❞ Oneshot;