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jeonsjiddies · 4 years ago

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Like I'm Gonna Lose You | jhs (m)

Summary - After a terrifying dream, you decide to show Hoseok how much he means to you.

Word Count - 3346

Pairing - Hoseok x reader

Genre - smut

Warnings - nightmares, mentions of death(in nightmare), assault (in nightmare) dirty talk, oral (f and m receiving), fingering, implied sex

a/n: another re-write from a previous fandom. :)

You were running, running as fast as your legs could carry you, but you weren’t moving. You were stuck in place, frozen. You pushed and pulled and tried to break free but you were bonded to the muddy grass. Hoseok stood up ahead, blissfully unaware of what was happening. You screamed, you screamed until your lungs burned but no sound escaped your lips. Your silence in that moment would haunt you until your dying breath. The panic rising in your throat made it hard to breathe. No, no no!

“HOBI! RUN! PLEASE!” you tried to warn him.

You tried. But it wasn’t enough. You didn’t save him. The masked killers came out from the shadows like flashes of lighting, silent and deadly. It took five of them to hold Hoseok down. He kicked and thrashed and screamed and fought but he was outnumbered. They pinned your boyfriend down, digging into his pockets and holding his own switchblade in the air. It caught a ray of light and shone in the dark, damp forest. He tried to pry his way out of their relentless grip, to no avail. You felt like you were going to throw up. You used every bit of strength you had to try and release from whatever invisible hold you were in, but nothing worked. It felt like tree limbs had grown up from the soggy dirt and wrapped themselves around your legs, your arms. You were trapped, a caged animal. Just like Hoseok. He couldn’t escape either.

The switchblade was held in the air, then thrust down into Hoseok’s chest. He cried out in agony, and so did you. You were being held captive, forced to watch the worst horror movie you could possibly imagine: the death of the love of your life. Dark red filled the fabric on his favorite flannel shirt and you choked on your sobs, as one of the masked men continued to pull the knife out, then sink it back into Hoseok’s flesh, over and over and over again until he stopped struggling. He looked over at you in his final moments, eyes locked with yours. You were the last thing he saw before his body went limp and the men screeched out a victory.

“One freak down. Let’s move boys,” the leader grinned with no remorse.

As soon as they were gone, the invisible cage you were locked in vanished and you rushed to Hoseok’s side, throwing yourself on his lifeless body as the sobs racked through yours.

“No no NO!” you screamed. “I tried to warn you baby, I tried to save you. I couldn’t fucking move! I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry. Please come back to me. PLEASE HOBI!”

The silence that answered you was deafening, and you could literally feel your heart shattering in your chest, little pieces of the broken thing falling into the pit of your stomach. You were covered in his blood, and it was on your hands. You didn’t save him.

You woke up, gasping for air. You sat in your bed, breathing heavily. There were already tears on your cheeks, and remembering that awful dream you’d just escaped, more tears poured from your eyes and your body shook with sobs. You looked next to you, where Hoseok was sound asleep. He had a small smile on his lips, and you watched his chest rise and fall with the intake of air, your heart stilling in your chest. Just a dream. It was just a dream. Your hand tenderly found his face, and you caressed his tan skin, with the light stubble he refused to shave. He said it made him feel manlier.

You giggled to yourself, replaying that conversation in your head, and the burning in your stomach started again. You choked back tears to no avail, because they sprang from your eyes again. What if you really lost him? What if you couldn’t wake up next to him anymore? You couldn’t fathom a life without the sweet, lively, hardworking and loveable man. You bit down hard on your bottom lip to try and stop crying, but it was no use. You loved him so much, and the thought of losing him just made you want to die yourself.

“Y/N?” he groggily asked, one eye opening to peek at you, “why are you awake?”

“I just had a freaky dream,” you tried to sound normal so you didn’t worry him, but your voice shook.

He immediately sat up, turning so his body was facing you.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, concern laced in his voice.

You couldn’t take it anymore, you broke down in sobs, and he gathered you into his arms without missing a beat. He held you close while you cried into his chest. He gently rubbed your back, trying to soothe you. You weren’t sure which feeling was more overwhelming at that point: the sheer terror of ever losing him or the blissful relief that you hadn’t, that he was still here with you, alive and holding you in those safe warm arms you called home. He kissed the top of your head and rocked you back and forth until you’d calmed down enough to explain why you had burst into hysterics at 3am.

“Wanna tell me what happened, baby?” he asked softly.

“I had a dream you died,” you explained.

“It was just a dream, I’m right here. You can’t get rid of me that easily,” he joked, trying to lighten the mood.

“Hobi , it’s not funny.” you sniffled.

“What happened in the dream?” he coaxed, sensing you needed to talk about it.

“Gosh Hobi, it was awful. We were in the forest,” you began, spelling out all the gory details for your boyfriend, who listened intently and let you talk.

“That’s intense,” he finally said when you’d finished, barely fighting off tears as you relayed the dream to him.

You nodded, reaching over and grabbing a tissue from the nightstand, wiping your eyes and blowing your nose, not caring how unattractive it was. You were fragile and felt like any wrong move could shatter you right then.

“Baby, I know that was scary, but it wasn’t real. I’m right here, and I’m not going anywhere,” he assured you, holding you close. “Do you want to try and go back to sleep?”

“Can we cuddle?”

Hobi nodded, laying down and opening his arms for you. You snuggled close to him, letting the sound of his beating heart drown out all the fears inside you. You fell asleep with his warmth wrapped around you, and his heart singing your favorite lullaby.

Even though you were exhausted, you woke up before Hobi; and even though the dream wasn’t real, the possibility was. You’d decided that you were going to treat him like a king, like it was the last moment you’d ever spend together. You were going to treat every day like your last day with him. You were going to love him like you were going to lose him.

You slipped out of bed quietly, tiptoeing into the kitchen, being as quiet as you could while you made his favorite breakfast. The aroma of the food filled the whole apartment, and it was making your mouth water. You fixed Hobi a plate and put it on a tray with orange juice and carried it into the bedroom, setting it on your bedside table. You climbed into bed, peppering soft kisses all over his face, gently waking him from his slumber.

“Mmmm…” he smiled, eyes opening and focusing on you, “good morning beautiful.”

“Good morning,” you giggled, pressing a real kiss to his lips.

“Oh gosh, what smells so good?”

“Your favorite,” you grinned, standing and handing him the tray, then cuddling up to his side.

“Breakfast in bed?” he grinned, then his face fell with panic, “did I forget our anniversary or something?”

“No, silly. I just wanted to do something nice for you,” you laughed.

“Aw, thanks baby,” he grinned, digging in.

You watched him, eating your breakfast but focusing more on Hobi, memorizing everything he did, the way he moved, the sound of his breathing, how he ate. You wanted to remember it all, just in case. He glanced over at you a few times, making silly faces. You giggled and continued to watch him, full of awe and love and wonder.

“Why are you staring at me?” he laughed.

“I love you.” you shrugged.

“Is it because of that dream?” he questioned, raising an eyebrow.

“No! Maybe… yes. But I should be doing this stuff anyway, you’re so amazing and so good to me, you deserve to be treated the same way,” you explained.

“Babe you don’t have to do all this.”

“I know. I want to,” you smiled, gathering the dirty dishes and walking them into the kitchen and washing them.

“Let me help.” Hobi bumped his hip into yours.

“I got it, you go relax baby,” you reached up on your tiptoes to kiss him.

“Y/N…” he trailed off, sighing.

“Seriously, I got this. Go relax. You can make it up to me later,” you wiggled your eyebrows suggestively.

He smirked and smacked your ass before walking into the living room and settling into the couch, turning on the TV. You watched him walk away. I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave. You thought to yourself, admiring his perky butt and broad back. His broad shoulders were bare, he’d slept shirtless and he was wearing basketball shorts slung low on his hips, letting his boxers peek out of the top.

He had no idea how sexy he looked, with his wild sleep-mussed hair, smooth tan skin, and those lips. Oh, his lips. You could write an erotic novel just based on his lips and the things they could do. You smirked to yourself, finishing the dishes and following him into the living room.

You decided you’d have a little fun with him today and snuck away into the bedroom, putting on your best lingerie, and styling your hair the way you knew he liked best. You put on a little bit of subtle makeup, just enough to enhance what was already there so you couldn’t tell it was on if you weren’t looking for it.

You quietly walked back to the living room, sliding in next to Hobi on the couch. He didn’t look in your direction, but he slid an arm around your shoulders. You didn’t blame him - the best part of the crime drama he was watching was on the screen, where they determine who the killer really was. Turns out, it was the jealous mistress. Typical, yet still alluring.

“I KNEW IT!” he grinned, looking over at you for the first time since you’d returned.

His eyes grew wide as he took in your outfit and you bit your lip nervously, looking up at him through your lashes, and leaning forward slightly to show off your cleavage. He visibly gulped, eyes roaming hungrily over your frame.

“You look so fucking sexy in that,” he said, voice thick with desire, eyes turning dark.

“You look sexy in everything, so I guess we’re even,” you fired back.

“You always know exactly what to say.”

You giggled and climbed over onto his lap, straddling him and running your hands slowly down his chest, and his eyes followed your every movement. His body was enticing, he was like a greek god in your opinion. He was a work of art, exquisite, delicious, absolutely mouth watering, and he was all yours. You intended to fully worship his body the way it deserved. You wanted to show him how much he meant to you, how much you cared for him, and how devastatingly sexy he was.

If the damp pool in your underwear didn’t alert him to how he affected your body, the look in your eyes had to. The insatiable thirst you had for him apparent in your gaze. His sturdy chest rose quickly as his breathing became shallow, trying to keep his composure as you started grinding against him, trailing your hands all along his torso. You were teasing him, taunting him, but you both knew the end result would be worth it. The more foreplay, the better the sex. He groaned as your fingers traced lazily over his hardened member, and you smirked to yourself.

You pushed him back onto the arm of the couch, leaving searing kisses along any patch of skin you could reach, your nails gently scratching a trail following your mouth, which you knew he loved. He loved having marks from you, proving he was yours as much as he loved leaving marks on you, and showing the world that you belonged to him. He was agonizingly hard and could barely focus on anything but the way you looked, devouring his body slowly.

You licked lines around each of his abs, and he let his head fall back at the sensation washing over him. It was all he could do not to pick you up and slam you down into the couch, take control and fuck you into next week. But, in true Hoseok fashion, he was respectful and let you follow your plan. You nipped at the skin above his shorts, and he actually whimpered. The great Jung Hoseok actually whimpered, he wanted you so badly. You pulled his shorts and boxers down, and he lifted his hips to help you, like the gentleman he was.

His cock sprung free and slapped against his stomach, swollen, aching, and ready. The tip was leaking pre-cum and you licked your lips seductively before pressing soft kisses to the tip, bold strokes of your tongue following. He groaned, writhing under your touch. Your hand found his balls and played with them while you sunk your mouth over his throbbing erection, a hiss erupting from his delicious lips. You hummed a response, the vibrations doing him in almost as much as the feeling of your warm lips wrapped around his aching cock.

You started bobbing your head up and down, swirling your tongue around the base at the same time, driving him absolutely insane. His moans were music to your ears, encouraging you to keep going. Your hands worked in time with your mouth, occasionally offbeat just to spice it up as you sucked and bobbed and swirled your way around him, bringing him closer to the edge with each passing moment. He groaned loudly, his cock tensing, and you knew it was almost time so you doubled down on your efforts, and soon, he was shooting into your mouth, and you took it all, swallowing and licking your lips before lifting your eyes to meet his gaze.

His face had a sheen of sweat on it, and he looked spent. His breathing was ragged and he just had this shit eating grin on his lips as he stared at you, eyes wide and joyful. You climbed up to lay on his chest, taking a break. But this sex-capade was far from over. He wrapped his arms around you, both of you sticky. You smiled into the soft kiss he pressed to your swollen lips.

“You’re so good at that, babygirl,” he praised you.

“I can’t help myself, you’re just so delectable,” you teased, booping his nose.

He rolled his eyes but couldn’t wipe the satisfied smile off his face. You kissed his cheek, his forehead, his nose, his lips. He laughed, loving all the attention from you, but very much wanting to return the favor. He flipped you over, pinning you down on the couch, not that you would have dreamed of trying to break free of his hold. You loved being underneath him, feeling how big and powerful he was. He tortured you the same way you’d tortured him, leaving hot, wet kisses down your neck and collarbone, sucking love marks along the way, nibbling at your sensitive spots. You loved how he kissed your body, how he knew exactly how to please you, where all your favorite spots were.

He treated you like a princess and you loved him for that and a million other reasons, but you couldn’t really focus on those at the moment, not with his lips causing that familiar fire to grow in your core. No man had ever touched you like Hoseok touched you, no man had ever made you feel the way he did. He was a magician, a wizard, a sex-god. His hands traveled along your sides, up to your breasts, and he gave your nipples a gentle squeeze through the thin fabric of your lingerie. You moaned his name, praising him for how good he was to you.

“Fuck, Hobi. You always feel so good,” you encouraged.

“Mmm. You like that, babygirl?” he grinned, looking up at you, a brief halt on the ambush of your body.

“Love it, love you so much,” you told him.

“I love you too, Y/N.”

He pulled your lingerie top off and began kissing along your breast, sucking harshly on the nipple, causing your back to arch off the couch and into his touch. More. His teeth grazed along the already hyper-aware nub, and you bit down on your bottom lip harshly, groaning inwardly. Once he’d decided he’d tortured your breasts enough, he slowly made his way down your stomach, hot breath fanning over your aching, soaked core. You shivered, trying to stay still and not yank his head down. He used his teeth to pull down the panties of your lingerie, and you nearly came from that sight alone. You watched him eagerly as he tore them from your trembling body, tossing them aside carelessly.

His tongue slithered along your folds, teasing you. You whined loudly, showing your displeasure of having to wait, and he chuckled.

“So impatient, baby,” he chastised.

“Only for you.”

He smirked and his tongue dove into your heat, pressing flat against your clit in broad, slow licks. It was almost disrespectful, how slow and tantalizing he was being. Two fingers entered you, curling just right to hit your g spot every time. He took his time, paced himself, slowly bringing you closer to your high. You wiggled on his fingers, trying to get him to speed up, but his tongue and fingers kept their slow assault.

“Patience, my love,” he cooed.

You whimpered in frustration but agreed, and soon, the rumbling deep down in your core was becoming less of a rumble and more of a roar as your release quickly approached. Your walls began to clench, and only then did he speed up, bringing you the most intense euphoric feeling you’d ever experienced in your life. You saw a flash of white light when your eyes screwed shut, you felt like your soul was leaving your body. Maybe that’s why the French called orgasms “the little death”. It crashed over you and you were drowning in ecstasy. When you came back down, Hoseok slowly pulled his fingers out, and leaned up to kiss your lips. You could barely breathe, let alone speak. He laughed at your disheveled state.

“That’s how I felt after you gave me the blowjob of a lifetime,” he winked.

“Remind me to do that more often,” you breathed out, “I kinda like the payback.”

“I do too,” he wiggled his eyebrows.

“I’m so fucking lucky to have you,” you gushed, crushing him in a hug.

“I’m the lucky one, babygirl,” he countered.

You grinned mischievously, biting down on his lip as he kissed you, riling him up again. You both spent the day making dirty memories in every room of the apartment, enjoying each other's company, and spending quality time together. You loved every second of it, and Hoseok did too. By the time the sun went down, you were both completely wrecked, falling asleep as soon as your heads hit the pillows. That night, you only dreamt happy dreams, about life with Hobi and how happy you were that he was yours.

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simplyclary · 3 years ago

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Ewan McGregor: My Serotonin Booster

[P.S: Upon the time of writing, I have yet to watch most of his films including The Island, Beginners, Salmon Fishing in the Yemen, Trainspotting along with some of his series/documentaries including Fargo, Long Way Round and Long Way Up]

I have known many celebrities who has given me happiness these past few years, but it was during quarantine when I needed someone the most. Don’t get me wrong though, many of the people whom I discovered during the start of quarantine still provides me happiness until now, the only difference being that there is a specific someone who really provides me the dose of serotonin that I really hunt and yearn for, that specific someone being Scottish actor Ewan McGregor.

Before I get to the cheesy part (I guess), let me narrate the timeline on how I found my happiness in him.

I first saw him as the debonair bronze candelabra Lumiere who sang the iconic song “Be Our Guest” in 2017’s live-action Beauty and the Beast. I instantly found Lumiere charming and cute in that film and him being head over heels in love for Plumette (played by the gorgeous Gugu Mbatha-Raw) is so cute and adorable, not gonna lie. Also, a moving candelabra singing and dancing in the middle of your dinner table is such a cute visualization, don’t you think?

A year later, Ewan then brought me back to childhood nostalgia through the lens of Christopher Robin, where he played the titular character. Seeing that film for the first time and watching him interact with Pooh, Piglet, Tigger and the other characters in the Hundred-Acre Wood has awakened the child in me. I honestly melt everytime I hear Pooh’s voice (voiced by Jim Cummings) since that voice was what made Pooh one of the cutest bears in the world of cartoons. Also if you observe in the film, there was a scene where he (Christopher) twirled his umbrella like a lightsaber when trying to "kill" a “Heffalump”. That scene kinda made me giggle and also made me think if it was just Ewan’s muscle memory or not.

Fast forward 3 years later to the current year of 2021, I have made a galactic discovery through Star Wars (yes, I know, I’m so late to the rave but hey, better late than never, right?) and through this galactic discovery, I met the sassiest, kindest, strongest and iconic Jedi warrior Obi-Wan Kenobi. I honestly applaud both Ewan and Sir Alec Guinness for their portrayals of the live-action versions of Obi-Wan as well as James Arnold Taylor and Stephen Stanton who voiced Obi-Wan in the animated series The Clone Wars and Rebels.

Now, believe me when I say that I fell in love with the animated Obi-Wan first because of The Clone Wars. Falling in love with the animated version then made me fall for the live-action version which Ewan portrayed flawlessly. It was really obvious in Ewan’s performance as Obi-Wan how much he paid homage to the Obi-Wan of Sir Alec Guinness and I really admired that. Plus, the iconic (and meme-worthy) lines are utterly unforgettable and it made me so happy to hear that he’s coming back as Obi-Wan in his own series on 2022. It was honestly through the character of Obi-Wan where I really started to love Ewan and because of this, I started to dig and binge some of his past and recent work.

Now armed with the yearning to look for and watch more of his movies, I scoured the internet and I found Birds of Prey among the list of his movies. First of all, I was utterly surprised when I found out he was involved in an all-female movie, but I was even more surprised when I found out that he was playing Roman Sionis, a.k.a Black Mask, who is the main villain in the movie. Truth be told, I have a history of loving villainous characters and he was no different. I honestly found him convincing as a villain, egotistical at best and was kind of saddened when he *spoiler alert* died at the end. I was hoping he would come back in a somewhat miraculous way, but I could accept if that’s how his story ends.

After watching Birds of Prey and witnessing him play a villain, I delved into the world of fashion design through the lens of Halston which is a Netflix series about Roy Halston, a famous fashion designer back in the 70s. Ewan played Halston flawlessly, and while some scenes made me cover my eyes because of explicit content, I still enjoyed the show overall not only because of Ewan but because I got to understand what Halston was really like behind the curtain, if you’d like.

Now, I am not the biggest horror movie fan but I faced my fear when I met Doctor Sleep himself, Danny Torrance. Considering that this is the sequel to “The Shining” which is deemed the scariest horror film ever made, I braced myself for it to be horrifying and I would be jumping out of my skin while watching it, and I did in several scenes. I applaud Ewan for playing the grown-up version of Danny and making me understand his story through this film.

After that horror experience, I decided to watch something that speaks to my heart and that is a movie with music, and Moulin Rouge was the perfect one. Now, this movie is highly recommended for every Ewan McGregor fan, because he showcases both his acting chops and his powerful vocals in this movie. I instantly fell in love with the penniless writer Christian, his sweet smile, kind spirit and utter obsession with the idea of love. Also, those songs he sang with Satine (played by the angelic soul that is Nicole Kidman) are automatic auditions to my playlist. Also, that drama at the end when Satine died and Christian was grieving, it made me tear up indeed.

After drama comes more drama, I went into a real-life story and that is The Impossible where he played Henry who is the husband to Maria (played by Naomi Watts) and father to 3 kids, one of them being my favorite Spiderman Tom Holland. Believe me when I say that the movie pulled at my heartstrings, especially after the tsunami hit and the family got separated as well as the scene where Henry (Ewan) was at this one camp and he was speaking on the phone while crying. I really felt the “dad” emotions there, knowing that he is a dad in real-life. This movie, even though you are a fan of Ewan and Tom, is not for the faint of heart.

The latest addition to my list is the knight-in-shining armor that is Elmont from Jack the Giant Slayer. He is a feisty one, let me tell you that. He does not give up easily and boy, does he look hot with that crossbow. Anyways, him as Elmont was a fantastic casting, showcasing the selfless persona of a knight who was willing to protect his kingdom above all else. The mini swordfights in between serve as bonuses.

Please do know that I will be watching more of his work as the days progress, but while writing this, this is all that I have seen.

Finally, I’m done with that lengthy timeline narration and now, onto the chessy-ish part, because it depends on perception if you are willing to think of my love for him as obsession or just dedication.

For the most part, I can’t really describe how happy he makes me. It’s as simple as me hearing him talk in interviews with that lovely Scottish accent of his, hearing him sing covers of songs and seeing his pictures on Pinterest (I have about a hundred of him on a board on the app, along with a few Star Wars characters) and the internet in general or it’s as bizarre as me smiling when I see a photo of him with a silver hoop piercing on his left ear or as scenic (I don’t even know if that’s the right word) as when I see a clip/GIF of him running his hand through his hair. I don’t really know and therefore can’t describe what is this feeling I feel when I see him.

Recently, I’ve been binge-watching his interviews on Graham Norton, Jimmy Fallon, Jimmy Kimmel and other outlets and I can’t help but smile amidst him repeating stories and saying the same spiels and all, there’s just something about his presence that makes me feel happy. I’ve also been listening to his covers of songs and him playing the guitar and I melt. I mean, even with his mundane fashion sense, his charisma just stands out for me. Also, his point of views on career and why he chooses the projects that he does is inspirational. I just love, adore and admire him, amidst all the controversy (which I’m not gonna go deep into because that’s all in the past) that happened.

At the end of the day, all I can takeaway from all of these, is that Ewan really makes me happy. With his expressive blue eyes, charming smile, melodic voice, and sweet personality, he can easily lift up my spirits as high as the galaxies can reach. If only I could tell him all of these, but I would just faint and stutter if I were to see him face-to-face. But seriously, given the chance to speak with him, I would tell him how much he means to me and how much brighter the world is because of him.

I’ll just end this lengthy narration with a line from “Your Song”, which is originally sang by Elton John and Ewan sang it beautifully in Moulin Rouge and is now one of my favorite songs.

“How wonderful life is, now you’re in the world”

#ewan mcgregor #obi wan kenobi #star wars

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oh-for-fic-sake · 4 years ago

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Interview With Mr Wayne

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You visit Bruce after inning your court case to celebrate but Bruce hashad a bad day and decides tocheer imself up with a little roleplay~

Warnings: Adult Situations 18+,Smut ,Teasing ,Fingering, Sir Kink?, Panty Kink?, Desk sex, Swearing!, Overstimulating

A/N: This has been sitting on my tablet for about eight nine weeks maybe more? Finally finished it. Just been so side tracked with my other stories. But here is some Bruce Wayne smut..I hope you like it xx

Taglist: @125bluemachine125 @iloveyouyen @thefangirlsblog @itismineru @tinabean37

You quickly ran through the lobby of the tower barely remembring to swipe your card against the reader, a new addition that Bruce had installed since nearly getting caught with you in the public elevator now you had a private elevator that lead you to the left of his office in a small concealed hall next to the toilet just behind Mary's desk and it needed a card to access it wasnt much but it was something, its not like you were ever going to convince Bruce to not have sex at work...It was like asking the man to stop being a smug little shit or like asking Tim to cut out caffeine it just wasn't going to happen. You came to a stop trying to bite back a squeal, you was happy so happy, your old boss had decided to settle out of court once all the evidence was put out for her to see some of which was going to be on her record for a long time. Tom had quit once he heard about what had happened and she had gone bust and couldn't afford to go to court already processing for bankruptcy. Tom is trying to buy it from her and was going through getting a loan from the bank. Bruce had said if they didn't aprove he would give Tom the money outright just to 'piss off that bitch'. You on the other hand didn't care about that instead you was pleased with the fact that you hadn't hid behind Bruce,you had done it alone... You had won by yourself well with the help of two of Bruce's lawyers..He wanted you to use them all but eight seemed a bit over the top, either way you kept Bruce out of it. You wanted to prove that you could stand on your own two feet in some respects. Your aim was to make an example of her, to show that you are a force to be reckoned with in your own right and that just because you have been quiet up until now does not mean you'll let everyone walk over you, not anymore. You smiled in the elevator mirror pulling at your blazer shimmying your bra as the bones dug in to your ribs making you wince you'd gone dressed in a two piece pinstripe suit, smart high waisted straight cut pants the blazer had two rows of buttons giving what you called the 'old mafia' vibe and a dark plum almost black shirt stolen from Bruce's closet for...Reasons. Your high heels echoed on the marble floor as you exited the elevator rounding the corner seeing Mary sitting there balancing a pen below her nose on her lip you giggled. "Working had or hardily working?" She jumped dropping the pen on the desk turning to look at you and wolf whistled. "Well if I didn't know for definite that you were bobbing my bosses knob I'd try to peel that suit of you and have a taste myself you look delicious!" You rolled your eyes used to the womans not so subtle flirting. "If I ever get curious I will give you a call" she giggled at your monotone reply licking her lips "Promises promise's~" you huffed at her shaking your head then nodded to the full board room Bruce sitting at the head of the table looking just about done with their shit. His shoulders were tense and squared as one little man raised his voice across at him. You licked your lips taking your bottom one into your mouth biting it as Bruce held his gaze steady and smiled making the other one sit his scrawny as back down. Fuck yes, you loved boss Bruce, and Batman Bruce and Alpha Bruce fuck any Bruce...But Boss Bruce got you going like nothing else, you almost whined seeing him work, a stern gaze across the table daring them to challenge him further. Oh god you just wanted to walk in and fuck him there and then, let the others see him fuck the life out of you. You sucked on your bottom lip again trying to fight back a pitiful whine. So public sex may have become a kink since your little holiday...You'd both been caught fucking on the beach by one of the staff Bruce hired to take care of the house and when he hadn't stopped just kept rutting into you faster knowing they were stealing glances, the way his voice dropped teasing you about having an audience how he wanted you to give them a show. Ugh. It had made you cum so hard you passed out for a few seconds and when you woke he was still at it albeit slower and biting off chuckles away as you flushing so fast you became dizzy below him. "You need a drink your looking thirsty there" you snapped yourself out of your thoughts and glared playfully at the woman as she got up walking to the small corridor you'd came from, not only did it hide the new elevator and toilet but also a small kitchenette. You sighed following her taking one last glance as Bruce pointed sterny at a few of the men you could only imagine how deep his voice had gotten you shivered. "Come on before you leave a puddle! They have only just polished this shit...And I don't feel like trying to find a 'caution wet floor' sign" you groaned at her. She hopped up on to the counter waiting for the kettle to boil. You moved to lean against it placeing down Your bag and the folder holdjng your settlement details you'd brought with you to show Bruce. "Sooo where did you go off to back there? It looked...fun" you smiled at her blushing. "Just thinking of our holiday was all...We experimented, seeing him in there just reminded me" she moved adding sugar to two cups snorting at you before nudging you playfully. "Oo kinky tell me more~" "I dont kiss and tell Im afraid...Not sober anyway" she snorted at that then waved a hand at you. "Kiss and tell? psh like all you did was kiss...So no details?, not one tiny little ounce of Juicey gossip? come ooonnn!" you shook your head at her with a grin and she pouted "Oh boo! your just like him no fun at all! , I tried getting details out of Bruce and he just went red and shy...SHY! I didn't know he could do shy... So what ever you did Mama me next? please and thank you" you flushed at her laughing her off as she handed you your tea wrigglingnher eyesbrows. You both sat in comfortable silence for a few moments sippingnyour drinks. "Soo? Did you top him?" You choked spitting your tea back into the cup coughing and then turned to her gaping like a fish. "Where did?-did he tell you?" Her face lit up and she giggled around a whispered 'HO-LY SHIT!' "Oh my fuck you did! Get it girl! You teach that big boss man! You make him eat the peach?" You blushed and stam,ered tryjng to find the words to get out of this one. "Oh fuck shit look seriously dont tell anyone he'd never forgive me if that got out!" "Oh honey no! I'd never!...But no he didn't tell me I guessed, you know he did go shy so...Must have been somthing new...But kudos to giving him a taste of girl power..Enjoy yourself atleast" "Oh...well yes I was surprised I managed to pull it off..I mean Bruce is big and strong and I wasn't exactly sure the cuffs would hold when he realised what I did he got smug teasing me...Then mad when he realized I wasnt fucking around-" she squealed and bounced on the spot "Shit!? You just sprung cuffs on him?! wow Mama you got a set of balls!...Bet you paid for it" you chuckled sipping your tea. "Well.. He got his pay back...The man has more stamina then I give him credit for..." she snorted nodding shaking her head dropping to conversation seeing you were uncomfortable. You shifted before speaking up again. "So how long has he been in there for?" She peered around the side into the hall that had a veiw of the clock. "Bout three hours...They are opening a new office in central city which Bruce is fine with, it will make a few things easier...But the board want to place one of their sons as the branch manager, Bruce said no. This kid has only been here for two years and hasn't got a single promotion or anything! He isn't really any good at his job ,he only got the job by pulling strings. Bruce wants to promote someone who deserves it not hand it over to some fucking daddies boy...But true to form this guy started going ahead anyway, telling the others that Bruce agreed apparently, daddy promised this little shit the job...This tit doesn't know it yet but Bruce is about to fire him his son and two other board members for this little drama." You frowned at her "He can do that? I thought only the share holders or some shit could sack someone that high up?" She gave you a look and blinked slowly. "Honey your man is the main shareholder...He owns like ninety percent of the company....Thats why his name is on the building...On that note lets head back I wanna see this...You probably will to just remember no puddles~" you moved to swipe at her playfully as she scampered away down the hall laughing you followed snatching up your folder holding the documents of your settlement in your hands.

You turned the corner you heard raised voices and saw Bruce sitting leaning back arms crossed his head was tilted and he looked pleased with himself as the three older men and one young sprog was stangding before him each in various emotional states. The oldest one was shouting at Bruce with animated hand gestures towards himself and the young man; you assumed he was the father and son. The young man was more panicked then anything you could see from here he didnt want to be there, he wanted his father to shut up and to leave. You turned your attention to the other two middle aged men around Bruce's own age both had seemed to accept what ever had just happened. Bruce moved forward sitting staight then pointed to them saying something else making everyone in the room flinch then he leaned back holding his hands out at his sides then nodded to the door. You froze as Bruce saw you and smiled at you for a second, your view was interrupted as the now unemployed men tried storming past the desk. "Err excuse me gentlemen? I'm afraid you will need to hand in your company id's and passes..." the eldest swore and clambered over to the desk, you moved to the side with your tea and sipped it slowly. Letting the irate man pull his wallet from his pocket tearing the cards out and slammed them down then he turned to his son who handed in his id sheepishly then they both left quickly with one last snarl to Bruce through the glass. You released a breath when all four men were in the elevator and out of sight. "I always hated that man, rude and pig headed...He is elitist...Which is pretty ironic when you realise he was raised by working class parents." You snorted at her then turned to the board room as Bruce said something that looked like a threat well if the reactions were anything to go by. Then he dismissed the remaining men with a wave of his hand. Before any of them were out he had already signaled you to enter the room. You moved picking up your cup and folder then circled Mary's desk. "Ooo the board room today? I shall put the cleaners on sandby" You flipped her the bird as she laughed out loud "Fuck you Mary" you called over your shoulder walking towards the door. "If only you would my love~" you giggled at her shaking your head. You bit your lip watching as the men leaving the room all but jumped out of your way, not wanting to risk any contact with you especially when Bruce was watching them like a hawk....And in what they precived as a bad mood. The last man held the door open for you as you entered you nodded to him. "Thank you" he stuttered flushing as you smiled "Y-your welcome" he quickly left the room almost tripping over his feet as Bruce's gaze scalded his back.

You walked forward towards him as he spun his chair to face you a devious smirk on his face man spreading with his hands resting just above his crotch. "Well what do we have here?..Heels? Pantsuit? And no doubt that folder's holding the little ladies resumé..." you squinted at him playfully and recived a wink in return. So thats how he wants to play it today?. You smiled you'd play along. You moved standing taller. Prouder. "Of course Mr Wayne...Would you like a peek?" Your words rolled off the tongue in a sultry voice full of promise. He moved holding out a hand for you to place the folder in it. "Only if your offering Mrs?" "Miss Cooke with an E and if I wasn't offering I wouldn't be here I assure you" he chuckled a deep smug sound that made your knees quiver slighltly as you played along with him. He hummed flicking open the folder scanning the documents. Your heart sped up as his smirk got wider and wider untill he was grinning like a cheshire cat. "Very impressive...Your Boyfriend must be proud of you for such an acomplishment" you giggled taking a step closer to him. "I'd like to think so Mr Wayne" you grinned yourself as you saw him stiffen at you calling him his title. He quickly flipped the folder closed and let hit fall onto the huge table with a slap. "I would say most definetly...I wonder what he would think? you being here at my disposal?" you sucked through your teeth. "Well he is a man in uniform, bit of a brute at times but there are ways to placate him, I'm sure I can persuade him ~ if I think the reward is great enough" he chuckled shaking his head and gave a lopsided grin before speaking in a gravley tone low and tempting. "Oh I assures you miss Cooke it will be worth it~" you moved forward leaning on the table infront of him hands gripping the sides and leaned down bending at the waist holding his gaze before trailing down to his crotch then back up smirking. "Ha! come now Mr Wayne...There are certain things we both know money can't buy~" he moved forward to capture your lips but you dodged him swiftly. He growled and leaned back taking a quick glance to the door seeing Mary had gone...The elevator light red signaling noone was going to reach this floor until he reactivated it, a very good investment if he did say so himself!. He turned to you smirking knowing just how this will play out. He moved a hand capruting your bottom lip with his thumb you licked at him making him humm, then you pulled it into your mouth watching him closely as you wrapped your tongue around him lapping and massaging it he smirked and pressed down lightly making you moan and suck harshly. "..So a sharp tongue...Not to sharp, you mouth will come in handy" you hummed a a small giggle around his digit and bit lightly running your teeth over him as he withdrew you winked at him playfully smaking your lips at him. He rolled his eye before snapping back into 'boss mode' crossing his arms over his chest leaning into the plush leather chair rolling it back a foot or so, taking his time to drink in the sight of you. Leaning back on the table he was about to make a mess of~ the pant suit definitely accentuated your curves the top button of the jacket fighting to contain your breasts he knew were being held high by a balcony bra just below... He grunted raising in his seat trying to catch a peek of the deep cleavage the bra produced but nope...Nothing the shirt you wore was large and fit snugly but sadly there were none of the dreaded button gaps for him you use as his own private little peep show. "I can see you have the skills for the most part...However there are some...Personal aspects to the position I can't have just anybody as my assistant, they have to have a drive...A willingness to do anything it takes to get the job done...Tell me Miss Cooke could you see yourself going the distance....The whole nine yards so to speak?" You snorted at him and tried swollowing a chuckle...You tired to hold it in but you couldn't. He smiled dropping his roleplay for a second shaking his head at you but quickly you found your composure and stood straight. "I think nine is pushing it~" he frowned at you playfully and crooked a finger with a sly look. "Oh really what ever happened to 'oh Bruce its in my tummy~'" you gasped horrified as he tried mimicking a high moan...You have never said that!....Well you don't think you had to be honest when your fucking him you never really know what's coming out of your mouth... "YOU?! I have never said that....Have I?" He through his head back laughing loud echoing through the large empty space. "No but you've thought it~ I can tell...Either way my sweet little woman why don't we see if its possible~ see if you can back up those words" you shook your head blushing it was completely possible youd screamed that out at him. And the idea you could have shamed and aroused you. "...I'm sure I could handle anything your dishing out Mr Wayne." He groaned moving his hands away from his stomach reajusting himself tugging his belt. You flushed when his hand rose quickly pulling your shirt from your pants he chuckled seeing how far it fell... It was definitely one of his, that would be why there was no tugging on the buttons you smiled shyly. "Your Boyfriends?" And just like that the game was back on track. You moved twiddling the lower buttons of the shirt a little embarassed about stealing it this morning. "W-well Mr Wayne today was a big day...Its intimidating coming here, standing on my own two feet...His scent calms me down I feel safe" he smiled softly before slowly popping the buttons on the suit jacket pulling it off and letting it fall to the floor behind you he burst out laughing as the sleeves of his shirt fell down a good few inches over your hands as the jacket wasnt holding them up and longer. "Hey! Don't laugh at me!" He moved forward kissing you softly. "Sorry sweets...You just look so cute!" You pouted as he ran his hands across you slowly pulling the shirt up snaking a hand the the side zipper of the trousers and with a quick flick of his wrist the heavy fabric fell to the floor with a soft thump.

He moved back taking a moment to admire you standing in just his shirt and underwear before him. It looked like a dress how you smoothly tucked it in, he didnt have a clue he groand and bit his lip then moved. He rolled the chair back towards you and pressed you to sit on the table. You half expected him to slip his hands under your ass and drag down your panties but he didn't. He pushed both feet to rest on the egde of the table forcing you to lean back and catch yourself on your hands. "Bruce?" His eyes flicked up to your uncertain gaze he just grinned wickedly and winked at you. "Hold still Miss Cooke~" and with that he moved his hands from the bottom of your legs, running his fingertips along your calfs making you shiver as he formed goosebumps on the skin, your breath hitched when he continued dragging them along your soft thighs down towards your center. Your pussy clenched and you moaned softly almost trying to rock towards him but you held back not moving you didnt' was to fall off the table. You flushed heart racing and your pussy wept onto the cotton making you whine knowing it wouldn't be long befor he noticed. Bruce chuckled at your little whines and soft pants as he bypassed your center and cupped the top of your thighs moving to your hips rubbing slow warm circles before retracing his movements coming back to the soft pudgy thighs then up. He moved again skipping your hot wanting center and began undoing the buttons of his shirt that was draped over you stoping just under your bust and flicking it behinde you pulling it from under your ass roughly causing you to squeak as your heated skin hit the cool pollished wood. He chuckled and moved his hand cupping your throbbing center teasing the wet hole with a firm rub of his fingers squeazing you and circling the damp patch on your undies prodding shallow teasing thrusts. You through your head back and moaned as his hand continued rolling and rubbing the flexing muscles, it was incredible each and every time this man touched you but there something about him groping you through the layers of your clothes...Something taboo about being made to mess your underwear ,drenching them through. He moved flexing his strong hand squeezing your cunt. In a delicious possessive fashion. You grunted and rocked towards him the friction of your panties rubbing your clit, the warmth of his hand adding to the sensations. Your body was hot already the anticipation of things to come making you pants and breaths hitch his flicking and playing with your growing arousal smearing the small flood with his fingers dragging it across the gusset of your panties in deliberate strokes. "Ive never made you mess your panties before~ would you like that? For me to make you cum? Make you soak them through?" You bit your lip closing your eyes and gyrated your hips against him trying to chase an orgasm that was building far to slowly for your liking. You nodded clenching your fists into his shirt whining as the very first trembles began and you began hearing the your wetness againt his hand on the thin material. "Oh? You like that idea baby? For me to force you to cum? Force you to gush inside these cute little panties all over the table? The table where all the important meetings are held? Let your cum stain the wood right here? Right were I sit and work?" You nodded quickly gasping as his hot palm pulled back, you didn't have a chance to whine as he lifted it and gave a cupped plam slap to your whole wet center. The sharp slap made you jump rocking into him with a gruntal moan. He chuckled again then slapped quicker making you tremble. "FUCK! BRU-bruce! AH SH-IT PLEASE-please fuck please more~" he chuckled moving his other hand around your throat and squeezed just enough to make your breathes deeper. And slapped your pussy harder making it sting. You cried out nevertheless in lewd moans curling forward each slap left a sting that added to the warm hum of you nerves, insides protesting to being empty as they coiled and tensed. There was a knot deep inside that was pulled tighter and tighter with each movement he made mastering your insides without even touching them. A skill you hadn't truly accepted until now as he toyed with you. "Now now~ is that anyway to call out for your new boss, you should ask nicely.?.Be polite" you shook your head as he slapped again this time keeping it there and rubbed harsher and faster then before concentrating on your erect bud that pressed on the cotton. You bucked one foot slipping but bruce was quick leaning a knee on the table taking the weight of the foot keeping you open and still with a chuckle. He watched as tears began falling from your eyes...You were close so close he could tell. He tipped his hand rubbing the heel of his palm to your clit rubbing violently curling his fingers digging them over your hole pressing harder on the sensitive petals just below. "FuckFUCFUCK NOOO-I'M SORRY SIR! PLEASE MR WAYNE UGHAH AH oh-oh shit plea-please Mr Wayne please sir!" He smiled pressing his hand flat then began patting you quickly making you moan loudly. You closed your eyes pushing your hips towards him crying out as he sped up. Each well placed pat sent tremors up and down your spine you withered, legs tensing and untensing as you tried tochase the high. Your pussy grew warmer and yout breathes sharp. The tell tale signs of an impending orgasm that had crept up on you. "AH-FUCK PLE-PLEASE SIR PLEASE-MR WAYNE UGH-FUUUUGH SHIT PLEASE PLEASE MR WAYNE PLEEAASE!" He smirked and moved faster alternating his rubs and flicks with varying slaps and pinched your body tensed and arched painfully as you crieds out as he drove you higher and higher. "Thats it baby~.....Fuck you look so gorgeous, fucking incredible...Cum! I want you to cum inside those little panties all over my desk baby....Thats it all over Mr Waynes spot~ Good girl!" You choked out moans and grunts your body was shivering and your lust boiled in your tummy and finally with one final harsh wet slap you came loudly throwing yourself back at the force. Bruce barely captured you to soften your fall gently placing you to lie back on the desk ass only just on it. You cried out gyrating against Bruces still patting hand closing your eyes as your body let go falling over the edge of ecstasy. Your mind was blank...Black and there was nothing but the hot wave the full body rush that completely wiped you out leaving you very messy and satisfied.

You laid there panting looking to the ceiling with blurry eyes,you were crying softly and you was sure why. You felt the aftermath your body loose and trembling. You could faintly hear Bruces chuckles in the back ground over your harsh panting. "And that my love is how to cum hard...Shit what even set that one off?" He asked but you just hummed reaching out for him he chuckled and moved closer tugging you down the table, ass just hanging off the edge. You tilted your head up warily eyeing him and sighed flopping back down seeing him loosening his belt with one hand. The next thing you knew he had stepped between your spread thighs smooting his palms over them massaging the still trembling muscles. "Got you good huh babe?" You grunted which resulted in a kiss on your stomach from him. You frowned when he moved closer to line himself up. "Bruce I've got my-" he looked up at you winking and gave a cheeky smile hooking fingers in the side of our gusset. "I know...Wanna fuck with them on for a change...Got a thin for panties at the mineut" you flushed turning your head to the side watching his hands as theymoved to hold you. You were still far to exhausted to move. He just smiled and watched as he hooked the panties to the side. The way they moved made your pussy look plump and fucking perfect! As much as he wanted to feast on the perfectly smooth peach he had other matters to attend.

Bruce grunted letting the crown of his cock brush the wet silken folds, he almost loved this more then fucking you. The intimacy of him just ghosting your body, teasing you with his own cock watching as your tiny body swallowed him. He shuddered and dipped down finding the luxurious slit. Without wasting time he plowed into you. You grunted as he entered you pressing fast and hard you felt as your walls gave way, molding to his girth like always. You'd never get enough! This man was so incredibly intoxicating it was unreal. You moan high as he moved forward putting his weight on his cock he throbbed inside of you, the thick veins almost acting as a pulsing vibrator humming against your still tender nerves ignighting them all over again. He grunted pressing his balls to your pelvis then pulled back only to ram harder. You screeched moving your hands to his wrists as he place his heavy palms on your hips and began tugging you towards him. Soon he found his rhythm a fast unrelenting pace driven by his own impending release. You whined and melwed at ever push and pull his cock was spearin into you, massaging your g spot maing you see stars then finishingneach thrust at your cervix. The almost unbearable mix of pleasure and pain was to much and you screamed throwing your head back and forth spurred on by his growls as his voice got lost. Feral sounds come from him vibrating the air around you as he pounded away determined.

Your body was screaming, it wanted release, it wanted more..And it wanted to rest you trembled knees knocking against his pistoning hips as your insides clutched at him sucking him tighter and tighter then without warning you fell again. This time was much more intense your whole body locked almost cramping and tremblingat thesametime, you couldnt move, or speak you just looked up wide eyed as waves of ecstasy rolled over you. Bruce through his head back with a victorious shout you vaguely felt his balls rise and tighten against you ass then he released inside of you grunting and rutting as he caem drawing it out as mich as he could then finally came to a halt and fell over you.

You panted weeping quietly moving to wipe your face and press our hair back. He arched over you kissing you slow a sensually no tongues nothing lewd just open mouthed kisses pouring his love into you in the best way he knew how. He pulled back looking to you then laughed. "Wow...That was better then I imagined" you nodded agreeing with him and pushed him back. "Babe...My panties are hurting me can you?" He jumped back quickly swiftly removjn him self and tucked himself away whilst pulling your panties back over our center. He patted our mound casually making you jolt and whine. "Bruuuce! No its sensitive!" He smiled eyeing your pussy, even through the wet material he could still tell it was a very happy freshy fucking little pussy! Swollen and pink! Just how he liked it. He moved pulling your trousers to your ankles chuckling. "Two...Three at once!" You frowned for a second then your face dropped...The list. You rolled your eyes and sat up leaning on unsteady arms and watched as he rolled up the trousers pulling then up to your knees. "Okay what were they?" He smiled slyly and hooked an arm around your waist sliding you off the table onto your feet. You staggered in the heels and grabbed his shoulders as he settled your weight onto his chest pulling the trousers up over your ass and zipped them up. "Board room, cum in your panties and fuck you in your fuck me heels! Three down in one hit!" You chuckled up at him as he explained smugly he was definitely proud of this one. You turned faceing the now desecrated table and flinched. Now that was a fucking mess! You turned glaring at him motioning a hand to the puddle. "Bruce -I you? Fuck it you don't care do you?...Nope didn't think so...Fuck my legs are still like jelly!" He grinned and wriggled his eyebrows at you. "Sooo you wont get very far if I said I'm ready for round two?~" you gaped at him instantly looking to his crotch he laughed waving you off. "Not really sweets...Lets go home, we could test out the jets in the bath, its supposed to give you a 'real massage experience'" you frowned at him as he scooped ou up swiping your bag and court settlement the began leaving the room walking down to the private elevator. "Jets? We had jets in the bath since when?" He flushed as he entered the elevator pressing the garage level. "Since this afternoon...I had a new let spa bath tub fitted in our suite...Damien caught us in the hot tub and yeah-" you blinked not following for a few seconds then clicked.

"HE FUCKING WHAT!? WHEN DID HE-oh my god thats what you were freaked out about!? Oh no oh god he was me-did he see me? Please tell me he didnt?!" Bruce smiled cutely walking out of the elevatore to the car it was the lamboghini again today. "No he didnt see you I covered you but...I figured it wouldnt happen if we had somewhere else with jets so new bath" you sighed nodding as he placed you down by the car then tugged at the folder. "I'm proud of you for this, so very proud you stuck to your guns and you did it alone..You've proved with this that you're not a push over , that your a strong woman .A very very stong independent woman and I am so happy for you, but most of all I'm proud that I get to call you mine!" You smiled cupping his cheek and moved in kissing him softly. "Thank you Bruce, I want to show everyone that...That I may now be considered a kept woman...But I can fight for myself, protect myself when I need to and I'm glad you let me do that you don't know how much it means for you to let me do that" he through his head back laughing loud, you didnt understand you almost felt insulted until he calmed down and cupped your head in both his hands. "I don't let you do anything love! You can do what ever you want...Fucking let you stick up for yourself? Your free to do what ever you want...You want a business? I'll get you a bussines , you want to travel? we will! I'd do anything for you I love you...Outside of the bed you are my fucking queen, but inside the sheet? Your my very own pillow princess-OUCH! FUCK SWEETS?" You swooned he could have asked for anything then and there and youd have said yes...Until the pillow princess comment. "I'm not a pillow princess! You-just your? UGH! STOP BEING SO FUCKING GOOD AND I'D BE ABLE TO THINK! AND POSSIBLY MOVE!" he laughed ou off opening the passenger side door motioning for you to get in. You rolled your eyes and they say chivalry is dead? Once seated the smiled to yourself. That was probably the most romantic thing he'd said and he had to ruin it with his typiclal bruce smug bull shit...But then again that was your Bruce. He slid into the drivers side.and you leaned over. "Hey babe?" He glanced at you as he turned the ignition reving the car to life.

"Yes my love?"

"You said anything right?" You twiddled your fingers and then move your hand to his thigh as the car began moving.

"Yes sweets anything"

"Teach me to drive-" he squinted nodding agreeing instantly as he pulled out ontothe road. "This thing" he snapped his gaze to you. What? His precious heart, his beautiful little lover, sweet girlfriend behind the wheel of a seriously powerfull supercar? His heart almost stopped at the idea. "Are-are you sure? Its a powerful car...Don’t you want me to get you something err less-" "No I love this car its the first one you drove me around in...I want to drive it Bruce" he looked to you casually and pulled out tothe main road slowly cursing himself. He was going to refuse on the grounds of your own safty but, one look at your puppydog eyes and that was it you clapped cutely with a small 'yay'... one thing was for sure before you got behinde the wheel there was going to be some serious automatic breaking sensors put on...and a fucking speed limiter....and bullet proof windows and panels....Maybe some traker devices to...Like the one in your bracelet. "Babe I can here you thinking...Its just a car love don't...Don't go 'batting' it out okay?" Bruce didn't look at you as he drove on just a vaguely familiar hmm that meant he was pretending to agree with you...Or not listening one of the two his hmm's are all very similar.

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one step back, two steps forward (pt. 8)

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family dinner

The girls chatted as they stepped out of the school. Luka and Kagami promised to meet them there so they can all go for the dinner. And true to their words they were there.

Luka! Kagami! So glad you could make it!

I wouldn’t miss our duel for anything.

Kagami slightly smiled. Since lunch, she had been looking forward to the duel. Luka merely smiled and the group walked towards Kaylan’s home.

When Kaylan told them about class and the drama that unfolded after class, they were angry but pleased when Kaylan used Bustier’s words against the class.

You seriously need to teach me how to trash talk!

Marinette laughed. All the responses and comebacks that Kaylan had used till now made her days.

I can teach you but you have to toughen up first. What they are doing is wrong and I want you to save yourself.

Marinette gave a sad smile. Luka, Kagami and Kaylan shared a look.

I trust them that they can realize the truth and everything will be back to how it was.

I don’t think so.

Kaylan fired back. She stopped, making the rest stop too. She had a blank face but her eyes were calculating.

Marinette…..*sigh*………..look I know you say that everything will be ok or that you trust them, but……but deep down you know that after what they had done, you won’t be able to trust them……………..at least not like before………you know before all this started. As for that everything will be alright……….it’s just as connected to the trust. You think it will be alright but you know that your trust and relationship will be strained. So much that slowly and sub-consciously you will cut them out.

Marinette made a face. A flash of coldness passed through her eyes. But it was gone before she mumbled,

You wouldn’t know that.

I know that. I have seen that. Or rather someone close to me had seen that and told me.

For a moment they looked vulnerable. But it was gone when Marinette nodded. She seriously needed to talk to Tikki. She was good at listening and giving advises.

Come on we don’t want to be late.

They silent moment broke and they walked towards the apartment building.

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The woman smiled sweetly and welcomed the trio in. As soon as they settled in the woman started mothering them, hugging them tightly, asking them of their day, talking non-stop.

Mom! You are overwhelming them. Slowdown will ya!

The woman stopped abruptly and smiled sheepishly when she saw the expression of the trio.

Sorry. Sorry. I was just excited that you made so many friends in such a short time.

*sigh* this is Veronica Fox, my mother. She is a freelance psychiatrist. And yes, she is the one who made the banshee therapy for akuma prevention.

Oh! It’s nice to meet you kids. I’m so happy you made friends with my broody daughter.

I’m not broody. Batman brood. I sit back and judge……… And fight when they irritate me.

Marinette nervously laughed not knowing what was going on. The difference between the mother and daughter was like sun and moon. And judging by Kagami’s attempt to hide her smile and Luka’s quite snicker they must have thought the same.

She could feel Tikki’s amusement from her purse.

At least someone’s having fun.

She thought and sighed.

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The small training room was cozy. Their apartment was not by any mean big and luxurious but it wasn’t too small. The two bedrooms, a living room, a guestroom, a kitchen and a spare room turned to training room was definitely not small. Kagami was attracted towards the small assortment of the blades on the wall.

A beautiful long bladed spear stood tall in the center. The shine and sharpness of the blade gave her a sense of satisfaction.

Next to it was a double bladed weapon. Marinette who stood behind Kagami looked confused.

I don’t think I had ever seen this type of weapon in your collection Kagami. What type of weapon is this?

She whispered to the Japanese girl who looked rather stunned.

A naginata! Kaylan called from behind them. Veronica left the teens to get started for the evening tea. Luka also joined the girls, giving out an impressed whistle.

It’s not easy to wield a weapon of this caliber. Not without years and years of practice.

Kagami looked impressed.

Wait were her eyes shining like all those anime characters she had seen or was Marinette hallucinating?

Kaylan looked amused. She picked up the blade in question and went in the middle of the room. The rest waiting in the side in anticipation. Kaylan stood with her eyes closed mentally preparing to do a simple trick rather then something complicated.

With a sigh, she opened her eyes and spin the pole around her with a familiar ease and pointed it towards Kagami, who looked like a child in a candy store.

Smiling softly she put the weapon back to where it belonged.

It was impressive!

Kagami said with a wide smile. If it wasn’t her ability to school her emotion she would be rumbling like Marinette normally does.

I’m glad you thought so. To me it is like a fish to water. That’s why I learned to fight with this far quicker.

Uh……….. Marinette didn’t know what to ask but she shuffled around nervously before opening her mouth to ask her a question.

Is it really hard to fight with this two blade pole?

Yes. / It is.

Both girls said at the same time. They looked at each other before turning towards the designer.

Wielding a naginata requires a lot of practice. Especially for women. First because of the height and weight that requires a lot of upper body strength. This one is normal length mostly used by samurai’s. Women warriors use one smaller and lighter.

Kagami told them rather eagerly. She wanted to learn. But her affinity was with sword. But to see one here and someone to use a weapon she longed to learn right in front of her was making her warm in chest.

It’s not just the upper body strength……… Kaylan interrupted.

Normal naginata have only one blade. Mine has double blade. It makes it even more difficult to practice. You can’t get distracted. Or one of the two blades can cut you.

Kagami nodded. This is exactly what made this weapon so magnetic for her. She turned to the wall and picked up the only katana from the wall.

The beautiful white sheath with small patterns and beautifully crafted handle. Marinette subtly took out her sketch book, suddenly inspired by a sword to make a base line of her next dress.

Kagami unsheathe the sword, admiring the blade before turning to Kaylan.

I believe a duel is in order.

Kaylan only smirked before taking her sword and turning towards the sparring mat. Kagami unsheathed her own saber but was bummed out when Kaylan didn’t unsheathed her own but didn’t comment on it.

Luka who was silent all this time, stepped forward to act as referee since Marinette was in her zone.

Both girls got in position, blades pointing each other. The moment Luka signaled both clashed. Both countering the other, not letting other to take advantage of the opening.

Marinette looked at the dual fascinated. Tikki the ever loving god/Kawami was recording the dual. (She is still hiding in the purse mind you. She just doesn’t want her chosen’s friend to get into trouble when they clearly forgot about the promised video.)

It was until Kagami thrust her saber point blank and it hit Kaylan in the shoulder when she tried to block it. A moment of silence passed before Kaylan chuckled and relaxed.

Not bad, Tsurugi!

Kagami who looked rather bewildered. Apparently she didn’t thought it would actually hit. But she relaxed when Kaylan laughed. She smiled.

Not too bad yourself, Fox.

Best out of three?

I don’t mind.

And with that they positioned themselves again.

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The next two rounds were a tie and another win for Kagami, though it was longer than any match Kagami ever participated.

I would have won if it was my trusty pole.

Kaylan said, before putting the katana back to its place. Kagami let out a hum of affirmation. No doubt there, she was good at handling it. They turned to the pair of whip coiled at the wall.

A silver whip with a small curved blade.

And another with golden handle and an arrow like blade. Both adorn the wall, with a grace of their own.

How good are you with a whip?

It was Marinette who asked this time. Her eyes were calculatingly looking at the weapon. If she is good with such weapons then giving her a miraculous with an unconventional weapon will be easy for her to use in akuma battle.

Better than sword. Almost as good as gladiator.

The trio raised an eyebrow. She smiled sheepishly before gesturing towards the naginata.

You named that thing? Kagami looked rather amused. The designer and the musician snickered when Kaylan let out a dramatic gasp.

How dare you call gladiator a thing?! He is my trustworthy ally.

The trio laughed. A whine that was more like complaining sounded. A smile rose to her lips, Veronica looked at the old picture on the fridge. It was two of them, she cried when she first held her smiling daughter. It was one of her favorite memory.

Her life hasn’t been easy. No friend. No family. But it felt nice to hear her talking to friends, laughing. Maybe it was the right decision to come here despite the emotional terrorist.

Kids, have some snacks! God forbid I can’t have any more kids with no self-care.

MOM!!!

And one again the laughter rose.

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Taking a bite of the fruit sandwich, Marinette hummed in satisfaction. Fruit tart and fruit trifle were available in bakery but……… she definitely need to get the recipe.

Kagami looked right at home. Well, considering it was from her home country. Luka, Kaylan and her mother were tending to their tea.

Now that we all are gathered……..let’s begin the interrogation.

Veronica winked at the kids making them giggle while Kaylan rolled her eyes fondly.

So I know about Marinette being the aspiring fashion designer that could give other designer a run for their money, what about two of you? I don’t think any of you was mentioned before.

That’s because we met today and I decided that are worth my time and effort. Unlike some liars and dumb sheep that share only one brain cell which could die anytime now.

Veronica lightly slapped her on the thigh, but Kaylan just shamelessly smirked. The trio exchanged knowing glances.

Yep, they were like sun and the moon. Not like mother, like daughter kind.

Kagami is a world class fencer. She had won many gold medals in every single competition and she is training for the Olympus.

Marinette excitedly started talking. The girl in question had a very tiny blush on her cheeks when her friend kept gushing about her.

I’m actually a guitarist, I was with the kitty section but now I’m going solo.

And Luka sometimes intern with Jagged Stone, he can hear the songs of the soul.

That’s nice I’m sure you wouldn’t mind telling me what type of music my soul emits?

The said boy nodded before closing his eyes and focusing while everyone else held their breath when they saw Luka frowning. It wasn’t like the unpleasant frown when he heard Lila’s song. But more like he couldn’t figure out how to tell.

It’s…………

Everyone leaned forward batting their breath waiting for him to speak.

It’s ……it’s like many different melodies mixed together. Not like a mush or anything unpleasant. More like…..orchestra? No more like a mix classic and rock band.

Veronica looked eager to learn about the mixed melody. Kagami and Marinette looked curious as well. Kaylan just calmly sipped her tea before interrupting.

Let me guess? Sharp and fast notes of violin, upbeat of a drum? That’s her alright.

here

She got another hit from her mother but she just rolled her eyes hiding her smile behind the cup.

You don’t need to hide it mom, anyone who dares to antagonize you learn about your gentle sharpness, your excitement and upbeat personality is what everyone you meet knows. What else is there to hide?

True. Luka said as his eyes turned to the woman in question.

However there is softness hiding underneath those sharp notes, your love.

Veronica looked rather pleased. She was beaming.

Oh! Oh! What about my daughter?!

I don’t want you to hear it.

She flat-out refused. A little pestering occurred but she just fondly rolled her eyes.

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Playing mortal combat, while sharing stories with each other was a good time pass. Marinette sharing her experience about being clumsy even if she could haul a 50kg bag of flour on her shoulder with ease. Kagami sharing her training and fencing experience. Luka telling them about all the melodies he had ever heard and how Marinette was the most beautiful one he ever heard (cue lots of blushing and whining and teasing). Kaylan sharing her moving around experience and difference in cultures.

Time passed quickly and it was time for dinner. It was rather pleasant. A few jokes passed around. When they left, Veronica insisted they come to their place whenever they feel like it. They were welcomed to return when they felt like it.

It would be best if you kids come around more often. I’m a therapist and I can see the amount of stress you kids are shouldering. It is not good normally but it is worse when you are emotionally hostage of a terrorist. So come by when you feel like you have to unwind. I might not be able to give a 100% solution but a better coping system will be nice. So don’t hesitate.

Kaylan looked as serious as her but didn’t say anything. They bid their farewell and left.

#One Step Back #two steps forward #miraculous ladybug #original character #marinette protection squad #Marinette deserves better #Marinette needs a hug #someone give Marinette a hug #i'm finally back

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herstarburststories · 4 years ago

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Sexual Preferences: Sam Winchester Versions

A/N: Dean's version

Sam Winchester

Definitely a Dom. Sweet before and after sex, unrecognizably assertive during it.

Loves holding you close through your orgasm.

Favorite position: face-off, especially on the edge of the bed.

Sweaty sex.

HAIR PULLING! HAIR PULLING! HAIR PULLING!

Firstly from him, but then you would find his little dirty secret.

Run your fingers through his hair slowly during sex, and then pull him closer to you as you pull his hair and kiss his jaw/collarbone.

He will let his beard grow sometimes and rub it against your cheeks, neck and belly when he's following his path to your pussy.

He is very vocal. Not in a dirty way, but loud.

Impala sex? Check. You two got caught? Yep.

Dean was such a drama queen about it PLEASE we all know how much he loves Baby.

Dean: Are you seriously!? Sam is finally getting some, that's good. But in my car? Where is the respect? I already have to hear you two fucking like two animals and Sam moa-- No, SCREAMING when we are at the motel and now my Baby is going to smell like ASS. Well, if it was only (Y/N)'s butt...

Lots of cuddling after sex.

His fingers are wonderful. Perfect for fingering, and that you know very well.

You have to wear glasses sometimes because some books can be old as fuck and the letters are small. This turns him on a lot.

You tried to help him with cooking once, but it caused you to use cherries in a very old-school way.

A bit college revival and drink tequila on his abs.

You love scratching his abdomen.

His shoulders!

Go running with him and end up being fucked against a tree. Life be like that sometimes.

After Lucifer!Sam

Sub, please. There is so much going on, he just wants to feel good.

Aka Sam who is delirious and having hallucinations.

He just wanna feel fine for once.

Most likely to cry when he comes, he's really fragile.

Be a loving Dom.

Lots of kissing. Literally every inch of his/your body.

And much talking.

Y/N, between kisses: t's okay, babe. I'm here. See? This is real. Me and you. No one can hurt you. You are safe. I got you.

Safe and Sound by Taylor Swift playing.

Praise kink.

Loves blowjobs.

Giving and receiving.

Lots of licking.

Rimming or just anal play.

No restrains!

Nipple play with him.

Making out for long minutes before getting to sex itself.

Looking in the eye, starting in slow motion and then increasing the rhythm.

Your body pretty much becomes a refugee.

Psych!Sam

WARNING: VERY EXPLICT BLOOD KINK for obvious reasons

Probably a switch, but not into very sub kinks.

Aka demon's blood addict who has visions sometimes.

Not necessarily rough, but very intense sex. He needs to let it all out and this is a pleasurable way to do so.

Threesome with Ruby.

She's usually the top for you, and the bottom for Sam.

And you are sometimes the top for Sam.

Obviously develops a blood kink.

At first, it would be drinking Ruby's blood before sex since he kept a few small syringes with it. Doing that gave him stamina and turned him on a lot because he could literally feel the power fulfilling his veins as he fucked you, everything was amplified.

But then, you had the idea of spreading a few drops of it on your body, so he could lick it.

Which leaded to him sucking your blood.

And you did that a fee times with Ruby.

There is no knife kink, but once he used one to cut you open for thirsty reasons and ended up fucking you with the knife's handle.

Your body is full of hickeys because biting and sucking.

Loves when you ride him.

Throwing you against the wall is a big go.

Fucks you after every hunt.

Your waist usually is full of purple because he grabs it roughly during make out and fucking.

He always asks if you're okay after.

His back is made of scratches thanks to you.

Sometimes he sees you cumming before you actually do as a vision.

(Y/N), noticing that Sam was giggling after sex: What?

Sam: Nothing, I just-- Well, you came exactly as and when my vision showed. I saw in the clock next to bed.

Soulless!Sam

Sort of switch because strongly follows the 'don't knock it till you try it', but is really mostly Dom.

Bro, this is one kink boy.

Toys? Give him all the toys, so he can use them on you.

Improvised ropes with motel sheets.

Bondage.

Slightly pet play.

Thigh riding on him.

Handcuffs.

Anal sex.

Public sex.

Voyeurism. If he can't find a random person willing to engaged in sex you for his entertainment, then he's gonna pay for one.

But careful: both of you need to moan for his name, even if he is just watching it.

Choking, he likes to see how far he can get you.

Obviously masochist during sex, mostly with actions than words. Although, he can get vocal.

When he does, it will show some dirty talk laced with humiliation. He can say some harsh things— and probably will.

Will try sadist from time to time. For clear reasons, that won't affect him much, but it still does. And it feels interesting, good even to feel something.

While we are still at it, cock and ball torture.

AU!Sam

A soft Dom.

Nipple clamps. Specifically Gold Nipple Cramps.

Remote controlling. Vibrating panties. Homeboy loves it. Sometimes he will play it, while you two aren't even in the same room.

Likes to put on some music to set the mood.

Shower sex.

He always showers after sex, so shower sex is just the perfect fit for him.

Slightly roleplay kink, just in the beginning of sex.

Usually glasses on during sex, but he won't wear them if he's using his mouth to please you.

Let's go with ropes again, but this one is silk.

HIS SILK SCARF IS VERY USEFUL.

You wearing dresses is a big go for him.

Just like you with hair tail.

A bit of discipline play.

You love his hair bump and to pull it.

Once you got him to have sex during a flight. That's the most edge for him.

Besides all that, he's mostly vanilla sex.

Hunter: @demonhunterbarbie (OPEN)

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jtrokujo · 4 years ago

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𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔑𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔚𝔢 𝔐𝔢𝔱

✩｡: * • .───── ❁ ❁ ─────. • * :｡ ✩

❝ 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 ❞

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It is evening.

But even though it's the spring season it is still fresh, but still cool.

However, it goes without saying that spring has just started.

There's a prom today, or better said now, and of course I don't have a partner.

But I don't care, why do I need someone for a dance?

In general, I haven't been a big fan of it since the beginning of the school year, I don't know why myself.

With my (color) dress and a mug with a full drink, I made my way outside.

I immediately sat down on the stairs that were in my perspective, even if it is cool I prefer to stay there instead of being lonely with my classmates again.

Out of nowhere, I was an outsider, I was never mean, I was respectful of everyone, things that a nice person does.

Or rather jujuzist.

There was still someone in my class who is a jujucist, because of my sense of smell I was able to find out, otherwise I would probably never have found out.

Although I still have 2 skills, I rarely use them because they can do more harm than the opposite.

Thought manipulation and manipulation of reality.

It's actually pretty cool and I would be lying if I said changing reality would be boring, but I'm sure a lot of people think of one thing or the other.

For example, I cannot erase the existence of someone or an animal.

Does that mean I can neither revoke extinct animals nor let animals become extinct, again should I?

I had a little hamster when I was little, she was cute and quite fluffy because of her weight.

After that day from school, I came home with joy.

Everything was good, I got a good grade, played hide and seek with some of my old friends and happened to have enough money to buy sweets on the way home.

I still remembered the tearing of my heart that no one could hear.

Because my hamster passed away.

Like I've been pushed into nowhere, into nothing.

I was lonely, even though I had family and friends, she was different, I didn't know exactly what, but I think it would be better not to know anything like that.

Grinning sadly, I drank the strange drink from my mug and looked up at the moon until someone broke the pleasant silence "Yo!"

I turn around, jerking in shock, the jujuzist, what's his name again?

Yes, I, (Y / N) (L / N), have forgotten the names of the most popular boys from my school, but I don't care that I would marry him.

The funny thing was that he always wore this blindfold, I seriously wonder if he's blind.

"May I keep you company?" he asked immediately, but he did not wait for my answer but sat right next to me.

The only thing I know right now is that he's a little weird, I don't know why, he's pretty big and a little close, too close.

I can even feel his breathing.

As uncomfortable as I feel, I just try to ignore him, because apparently he doesn't feel like having a little chat, which is why I just sit down until tonight comes to an end.

"What's your name?" the white-haired asked me, shattering all my hopes, sighing softly, I answered him "My name is (Y / N) and yours?" "Gojo."

Immediately the silence returned.

Gojo sat down in a more comfortable pose, through this pose there was finally a distance between us, but our legs touched.

I'm not that kind of girl who'd go mad about little things like that.

I'd rather go back inside instead of spending my last day of school sitting down with a classmate in silence and looking at the sky.

After a few minutes I got up and was already on my way when the voice of Gojo rang out behind me "(Y / N), wait!"

I turned around in amazement and saw that he was coming towards me and I automatically looked up because of his size.

"Yes?" I asked immediately and looked at him in amazement, only where should I look?

I can't see his eyes through his blindfold, and besides, what for?

However, this is not my business.

"Would you like to dance with me?" he asked out of nowhere.

"I beg your pardon?" surprised by this sudden question, I was glad to be able to answer normally.

"If you want to dance with me." giggled my counterpart and immediately reached out his hand with slightly pink cheeks - which luckily he could hardly see due to his blindfold - I took his hand.

Due to the loud volume that could play in the sports hall as well as hear the music, it was a bit slow, but still suitable for the mood.

He quickly put my empty cup down a little far away from us and began to guide me.

After a certain point, he turned me around so that my back was touching his abdominal muscles.

Either he just dances a little differently from the others or he does it on purpose.

Now my cheeks turned red like a tomato.

His soft lips found their way to my ear and whispered, "You're not a bad dancer, (Y / N)."

The tall man fastened both of his classmate's hands with one hand and pulled down his black blindfold with the other.

Immediately afterwards he turned her back into a normal pose so that she can move around while dancing.

That was interrupted by his eyes.

While (Y / N) tends to dance with his mouth open, Gojo prefers to grin and continues to lead (Y / N).

When the song was over, the two youngsters had stopped dancing and looked at each other rather lovingly.

A few seconds later he put his blindfold back on where they were before and the conversation continued. "What do you want to do after graduation?"

"I have no idea what about you?"

The white-haired man proudly said, "I'm going to be a teacher at a school where I teach jujuzists."

The joy is clearly written on his lips and it makes me happy to see him happy even though I have known him for about 10 minutes.

"Why are you not coming?"

"I am-“

Out of shock, which was more of an irony, he took a deep breath and acted like a drama queen. "But I guess I know you're a Jujuzist."

"But how?" I asked puzzled, still stay normal.

Gojo told me that it didn't matter and offered me one more time if I would like to work with him at a school.

I mean, I have no particular career aspirations, I am a Jujuzist, I like to help everyone as best I can and I can probably improve and improve my skills.

"Yes, of course." I answered him dearly, you the silence came back again, but this was a little different from the previous one.

Gojo sat down where he was sitting before and knocked his hand next to him, hoping that I would keep him company, but I mean why not?

I sat down next to him in silence and immediately laid my head on his shoulder and looked at the moon.

TIME SKIP

Today is a special day at Tokyo Prefectural Jujutsu High School.

Rather said for the students, because today the classes compete against classes.

I just hope no one would overdo it, but since I found out that someone was eating Sukuna's fingers, I've given up.

Luckily it hadn't eaten such a psycho, well, this person would probably have died by like Itadori had luck by his side.

However, I kept an eye on Gakuganji's students.

Because one of them had languished one of my students, but if I should find out that one of his students, or even all of them, one of my students is only a hair too crumbly I break every bone of Gakuganji.

But back to reality right now, all the teachers are in the room looking at the monitor.

While Gojo now and then tries to be in a conversation with someone from this room, the others prefer to ignore him.

But I can't hold it against them and even though I'm his girlfriend, I love heart, right?

Almost an hour has passed, but I can feel an uneasy feeling, I appreciated a look out of the window.

Immediately I turned around and said "We have to get out quickly, our students will probably be attacked!"

Gojo got up amusingly, of course with his comments, but it was Gakuganji, not Iori, who got the stupid comments.

We ran out as fast as we could, the so-called 'shield' leaned on the ground, but as much as I accelerated my pace I was apparently not fast enough.

Surprised, Gojo touched the 'sign', but immediately let go.

There was a small bruise on the palm of his hand, but as well as I know him and his abilities it will go as quickly as possible.

But in contrast to Gojo, Iori can go through half her arm right away.

"Is that an 'Anti-Gojo Satoru Shield'? Gojo asked us, to which I replied," Would be possible. "

The two teachers decided to watch the spectacle inside.

Gojo held my wrist, just like he did at prom, "Gojo, I have to go." "I know, but please take care of yourself."

I tiptoed a kiss on his cheek and walked away.

"You're not either, Gojo Satoru!" Suddenly a stranger yelled at me out of nowhere, well that could be something.

#jujutsu kaisen gojo #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #gojou satoru x reader #megumi fushiguro #itadori yuji #jujutsu kaisen itadori #jujutsu kaisen nobara #oneshot #fanfic #fanfiction #jk fanfic #gojo satoru fanfic #sukuna #wattpad

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sdottkrames · 4 years ago

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The Wolf’s Out of the Bag

(A Maruaders Era Fic)

@comfortember Prompt 9: Confession

Summary: Lupin’s friends no longer believe that he’s visiting his parents each month at the full moon.

Notes: I was originally going to do a Golden Trio fic, but my heart kept calling me towards the Marauders. So here we are. My first HP fic. I hope you enjoy it!

Also: this is definitely based on a screenshot of a Tumblr post by @hogwartshead-canons (I can’t find the blog anymore?) that I saw on Pinterest that went like this:

Sirius: of course we’re not going to have you kicked out! Why would we do that?

Remus: Because I’m a monster….

James: Oh stop being such a drama queen. You fold your socks, Remus. Do forgive me if I’m not trembling at the sight of you.

Read on AO3: Here

I hope you enjoy!

When James met the boy with the messy black hair on the train to Hogwarts, he’d known right away they would be best friends. Sirius Black was confident and loud, bold and funny. James didn’t care about his last name, and Sirius was grateful to be seen as something other than a family legacy. They got on famously from the very first “hello.”

When Peter Pettigrew, with his mousy hair and nervous disposition ended up being in their dormitory, James had instantly decided Peter was his project. James had his father’s drive to protect and his mother’s kind heart, and he knew Peter needed protection and confidence. He was determined to give that to his new friend.

Remus Lupin was another story entirely. The boy was quiet, but when he opened his mouth he had the ability to make the others nearly wet their pants with laughter. He kept to himself most of the time, almost like he was afraid to let himself become friends with the group. The urge to crack his shell and earn his friendship sunk deep into James’ skin.

James tried everything. He made Remus’ bed (he had discovered his friend liked his bed made, but often slept so long he rushed out with no time to make it in the morning), he snuck Remus food from the great hall when he was sick (he was sick a lot), he let Remus ride his prized broom. Giving Remus chocolate seemed to have the best effect, though. Slowly, slowly, James could see the shell Remus had created around himself cracking, and that feeling under his skin became even more present as he got closer and closer to earning the shy, quiet boy’s trust.

And he also learned a few secrets along the way.

After months observing Remus to find his favorite snacks or his go-to hiding spots, it wasn’t hard to piece things together. The other boys often talked about it at length while Remus was gone on his trips “home,” or while he was “sick.” It didn’t take a genius to figure out that it was always during the full moon, and soon they were no longer debating the what if’s, but instead the what now’s.

They obviously didn’t care that Remus was a werewolf. Sirius prided himself on not being afraid of anything, James was far too loyal to let any prejudice get in the way of his friendship, and Peter was simply their shadow, content to follow their lead as usual.

With growing concern, the boys watched their friend struggle each month. They tried to let him come to them, dropping hints, and hoping he would trust them with his secret. They’d gotten close enough over the last year. But he never did.

They decided it was time they went to him.

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“You look horrible, Remus,” Sirius said as the other boy entered the dormitory.

It had been a rough transformation that month. Worse than usual, for some reason. Madame Promfrey had said it was natural for some to be harder than others, especially since he’d been very homesick the past week. The Christmas holidays seemed like ages ago, and the summer ones were a lifetime away. He missed his mum terribly.

So, no, he wasn't looking very good. He’d worn a thick, comfortable sweater to hide the raw wounds that he’d given himself, chewing on his own flesh when there wasn’t anything else to chew on. A nasty habit he’d picked up on during his younger years. His hair was disheveled, and he was sure he looked thinner than he usually did.

“It was a long trip at home, I’m just tired,” he said, giving a grim smile, the lie falling from his lips so naturally even he almost believed it.

Unfortunately, the others did not. Remus swallowed as he registered the concern and disbelief that filled each of their eyes in various degrees.

“C’mon, mate,” Sirius said. “We know you haven’t been home.”

“We can’t help you if you don’t tell us what’s really going on,” Peter piped up. “We just want to help.”

Remus shook his head, his eyes wide, looking and feeling like a cornered animal. The urge to run, to get away from them and their kindness, away from where they could get him to speak the truth that would turn their love into hatred, was overwhelming.

“I...I can’t,” he gasped, then tore out the door without another thought.

Peter sighed, and started to straighten Remus’ books. He always turned to cleaning when he felt uncomfortable and knew that his friend liked a clean desk.

Sirius and James shared a look, having a conversation without words as only they could.

Should I go after him? James asked in a nod towards the door.

A pursed lip. He might need more time.

A sigh. We need to tell him.

Sirius shrugged his shoulder, leaving it up to James and ending the conversation. He turned back to his books. He would be there as soon as Remus needed him, of course, but James was much more delicate and tactful in these types of situations. He would give his friend a head start and join them later.

James hesitated a second before following his gut and heading to find Remus. Throughout the years, he had learned a lot of his friend’s favorite spots to go to when he was upset. He rarely encroached on his friend’s space, but just now he felt it was warranted.

Remus was huddled underneath a tree by the lake. The weather was just starting to turn warmer, and he relished the ability to be outside with only a jacket again. He quickly wiped his eyes as James approached and flopped down beside him, leaning against the tree.

“Listen, mate, we’re your friends. We just want to look after you. We don’t give up on people, and we certainly aren’t going to give up on you,” he said, after a bea

“I know,” Lupin whispered, his voice pained. “But you should.”

James sighed, deciding to rip the proverbial band aid off. “I know you’re a werewolf,” he confessed.

Remus looked at him, his mouth opening and closing a couple times before he stammered out, “I...you...what?”

Suddenly, a new voice cut in. “Seriously, Remus, you’re a rubbish liar,” Sirius said.

“We figured it out months ago,” Peter added.

“And we don’t care,” James said firmly.

Tears filled Remus’ eyes. “You should. I’m a monster. I’m dangerous. I-”

“Oh stop being such a drama queen,” James interrupted. “You fold your socks, Remus. Do forgive me if I’m not trembling at the sight of you.”

“You’re not taking this seriously,” Remus said harshly. “I could kill you.” He emphasized his point by angrily shoving his sleeve up his arm to reveal the red gashes that criss crossed over older white scars, a cruel scrapbook of his life that only pictured his lowest moments. “This could happen to you, only you won’t survive it.”

The others were silent as Remus’ anger filled the space around them, but James could see the self loathing that was the true cruz of the matter. He slowly reached out towards his friend, trying not to spook the boy, and gently tugged him into a hug.

“Remus, we aren’t going anywhere,” he said. Remus was paralyzed in surprise for a moment before bringing his arms up to return the hug.The others quickly joined in, enveloping their friend in the warmth of their bodies and friendship.

But soon the quiet moment ended.

Sirius, unable to help himself, dug his fingers into Remus’ side, which made him giggle. Then Peter joined in, and soon they were all on the ground unable to stop.

Remus sobered first, but a grin stayed on his lips as he looked at these three boys who had finally broken through his walls, who had really seen him and still loved him.

“Thank you,” he said.

“You’re welcome,” Peter said simply.

“Yeah, mate. Who else is gonna make sure we finish our homework in time,” Sirius grinned.

James slung his arm around Remus. “One condition, though.”

“What’s that?” Remus asked suspiciously.

“No take backs. You’re stuck with us now.”

Remus smiled bright as the sun, warm and genuine. “I think I can live with that.”

“I’m telling you, mates,” James said dramatically. “This is the beginning of an era.”

#comfortember #comfortember 2020 #mischief managed #marauders era #i just really love them okay?#When's the best time to post?#i honestly have no clue #mine

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mini-moongi · 5 years ago

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Notification [REVAMPED] || 2

Taehyung x reader

Genre: Slice of Life, comedy, fluff, slow burn?? Idk I feel like I’m describing an anime lol

Summary: Alert!AU, School!AU; A mysterious app appeared on your phone and you can’t get rid of it?? It texts you people’s thoughts. One day, you accidentally send the star basketball player, Min Yoongi, to the nurse’s office.

-A/N- This revamped version is already super diff from the original lol I have some stuff planned so this might be a bumpy ride on the love coaster.

Chapters: 1 || 2 || 3 || 4 || 5 coming soon!

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The last school bell rings, signaling that you can finally escape this hell-hole. A sigh escapes your lips, and you look back on the wild roller coaster of today. You fell, re-sprained a guys ankle, ate lunch with hot boys, and then suddenly a new forensics partner too. You asked Yoongi for his schedule earlier, and you’ve just picked up all of his assignments. The teachers praise you for your kindness as you walk out of each classroom.

It’s been about 15 minutes after school officially ended, but you’re still roaming, trying to find the exit. You’re walking down the now empty hallway when you suddenly see girl and a guy around the corner. You press your back against the wall; you’ve stumbled upon something you shouldn’t have. It’s almost like you’re intruding on a very private matter, oh wait, you are. The two are blocking the nearest exit, and you really don’t feel like walking across campus.

“...I’ve liked you for awhile now, Jungkook.” A feminine voice echoed in the desolate hallway. “I know other girls like you too, but I couldn’t wait any longer. Will you accept my feelings?” She’s timid, and you start to feel guilty that you’re eavesdropping like this.

You’re in it for the long haul now; if you started walking, it would definitely ruin their moment. You were hoping for the boy to say yes and then leave, but a heavy silence fills the room. You grow anxious and peek around the corner to get a glimpse.

The guy named Jungkook is just standing there. He’s very attractive, and he has a very well built figure. He’s not looking at the girl, and his body is stiff. He’s like a statue; a very intimidating statue. The name Jungkook was familiar, but you can’t pin point why at this time. It’s probably because you’ve seen him in the year book, that’s all.. His brows are furrowed, and he is silent for a painfully long time.

“...I can’t.” His words are clear and sharp, piercing you like an arrow. The wound is cut clean, but the pain still stings and lingers. You aren’t even the one who confessed, but damn, that hurt. Without another word, he walks past her. He’s coming your way, and way too quickly at that.

Panic fills your heart, and you have to think fast. You pretend like you were just walking down the hallway and definitely not listening to their interaction, but Jungkook strides quickly down the hallway as if he never saw you. His eyes were zoned out, and you could hear his shaky breathing when he passed by. It was like he had a tunnel vision. Curiosity ate away at you, and you followed him.

He ends up against a wall, sitting down with his head in his hands. His breathing is ragged like he’s been exercising for hours, and his fingers are trembling. Is he having a panic attack? Your good citizen heart thumped in your chest at the helpless stranger.

“..Hey, it’s okay.” Gently you place your hand on his shoulder as you whisper in a soft voice. “What do you need?”

“I.. I can’t... breathe..” His eyes are dilated and darting in multiple places. His breath is shallow and short, too distraught to come to his senses.

“Concentrate on it. Breathe with me, slowly.” You count slowly as he breathes in and out. His hands open and close, as if he can’t feel them. “Do you need something to hold?”

When he nods, you grasp your hand onto his left one. It’s a gentle squeeze, but it reassures him that you are there. After another minute, he calms down. He’s come to his senses, but he still seems uncomfortable by you. It suddenly occurs that you never introduced yourself, and you mentally facepalm.

“--Sorry! I’m L/n Y/n. I have a cousin who has panic attacks sometimes, and I just did it without thinking..”

He avoids your gaze but he mumbles a “Thank you.” Another moment of silence passes, so you get up to leave. “W..Wait!” He stammers. When you turn to look at him again, he stands abruptly. He bows like his life depends on it and speaks to you. “My name is Jeon Jungkook, I’m a sophomore, and I really appreciate what you did for me today.”

His super formal introduction surprises you. You thought he’d be older than you at first glance, but now that he mentioned it, you can tell how young he looks despite the muscular build. “Oh. It’s no problem. If you ever need help, just let me know.” You send him a pleasant smile and finally head towards the exit.

He hesitates, but jogs to catch back up with you. “Is there any way I can make it up to you? I’m actually... really shy around girls.” His hands are in the pockets of his hoodie as he looks to the side. When you give him the questionable hum, he quickly adds in. “--I’m not sexist or anything.. You seem really nice! I swear!!”

You laugh. It’s a sweet and innocent laugh as you look at him. “It’s okay, Jungkook. I believe you.”

“Where are you going?”

When the words left his mouth, you wondered. Where are you going? You have Yoongi’s assignments, but you forgot to ask him where he lived. “I was going to drop off homework to this guy named Min Yoongi, but I forgot to ask for the address..” You don’t have any of the Bangtan boys’ numbers, so there really is no hope in going to his house today. You shrug,” Well, I guess I won’t go today.”

Jungkook looks at you in surprise. “You know Yoongi?” When you nod to him, he says,”I was just about to head over there to see how he was doing. Can I give you a ride? My friend’s about to get here.” A smile lights up his face, completely destroying the intimidating impression that you had of him. ” I’d usually take the bus, but my buddy just got his license.”

And so, you both wait for Jungkook’s friend to take you to Yoongi’s place. As you wait you check ECHO for the last time, curious about what Jungkook thought of you.

[16:30] Woah... who is she??

[16:32] A hero? An... angel?

[16:33] oh fuck she’s leaving uhhhh do something!!!!

[16:44] Is she like a secret Bantgtan member or something?? That would definitely explain how she knows Yoongi...

[16:47] She’s so cool, I hope we can be friends ヽ( ´ ∇ ｀ )ノ

A black car pulls up to Jungkook, and the driver rolls down the window. Jungkook’s shoulders block the window, so you can’t get a proper view. He talks to his friend for a minute, and moves out of the way to introduce you. The first thing you see is a pair of wide eyes and messy brown hair. “Y/n?”

Jungkook looks at you confused, but your feet move on their own. When you approach the car, Taehyung smiles. “You missed me that badly? I would’ve waited for you if I’d known that you needed a ride.” He sends a wink your way, but you mentally swatted it away. It’s just who he is, y’know? You can’t take anything this guy says seriously..

You roll your eyes at his flirtatious comment, but it makes you grin nonetheless. You and Jungkook get into the backseat of the car, and head to Yoongi’s home. During this encounter between you, Jungkook, and Taehyung, you’ve realized why you recognized the sophomore.

Of course it’s all connected... He’s another Bangtan guy. He’s super young, really buff, and talented at literally everything. You don’t know much about Jungkook, but you heard from all of the girls in his grade that he was really intimidating. To girls, he was curt, rude, and many of them started to think that he was gay. The boy you’re sitting next to though is shy and innocently sweet, contrasting to his reputation.

“...Jungkook, you’re not secretly a thug, are you?” The question falls from your lips while you were lost in thought. You didn’t mean to say that out loud, but you are curious of his answer.

He looks at you incredulously,” What?? No, why?”

“My sweet Kookie would never!” Taehyung pipes up from the front. He sounds like a soccer mom who’s defending his son for cheating during the game. “He’s an innocent little boy.”

A small protest full of giggles ensues,” Hyung!!”

You laugh as you apologize to him. “Sorry, Jungkook. It’s just that.. When I first saw you, you looked like you were going to murder my secret lover in my sleep. It was straight out of a soap opera!!” You and Jungkook laugh at your ridiculous analogy.

Taehyung gasps,” As if!! I would never get murdered in such a way.” Him implying that he was the secret lover made Jungkook practically howl with laughter. His smile is so big and uplifting, you wondered where his murderous look ran off to. His doe eyes are shut closed, and he’s holding onto his stomach.

“Taehyung, I...” He tries to fight out the sentence in between fits of laughter,” I did abs today.. I’m so sore!!”

Somehow, you all managed to arrive at Yoongi’s in one piece. One by one, you each stumble out of the car with happy tears in your eyes. In that duration, you three managed to create a whole k-drama-esque episode, full of comedy and unrealistic reactions. Jungkook leads the way as he walks up to a door that was attached to, presumably, Yoongi’s house.

He lifts his knuckles to knock, but suddenly the door opened. Instead of the Yoongi you were expecting, another figure stood in the doorway as he shouts at someone inside the house.

“Yah, how am I supposed to remain immortal if you keep stressing me out?!” The man in the doorway has all three of you stunned, and you could only watch him argue with the mysterious voice inside the home. He grumbled to himself,” ...just you wait. I’m gonna come back with the ingredients, and I’m going to shove it down his--”

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-A/N-

Chapter 3 will hopefully be up sooner than this one did. I’m going to work in a uhh cute?? moment w y/n and Taehyung lol What will happen in this crackhead household?

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horansqueenandpaynesqueen · 5 years ago

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Next-Door Neighbours : Chapter Five

A Liam Fanfic, A Niall Fanfic, MA Rating

New neighbours, new drama. Sometimes what you need is the last thing you’re looking for.

CHAPTER 1 | CHAPTER 2 | CHAPTER 3 | CHAPTER 4 |

+NOTES+

1- This fic is written by Julie ( @paynesqueen ) & Livia ( @horansqueen ) 2- Julie will write the odd chapters and Livia the even chapters 3- This fic will have romance, drama and smut.

Chapter Five by Julie (paynesqueen)

Getting home from work, Julie opened the door to the apartment and stopped dead in her track. Some action was going on in her sister’s bedroom.

“Ugh, don’t feel like hearing this all night.” She groaned and closed the door.

She knew at some point she would have to come back, but for now, she was not going to spend the evening in the living room trying to ignore the noises from her sister’s room. She was struggling between going to the movies or just getting something to eat to pass some time when Liam’s door opened and he emerged a small smile on his face.

“Hey you!” He grinned. “I thought I heard a door closing.”

“Are you sure you weren’t peeping through the peephole?” She laughed as she locked her door. “Seems like something you’d do.”

“Please.” He scoffed. “I have better things to do with my time than peeping through the peephole to check on people in the hallway.”

“Not people; only me.” She grinned.

“For that, I just have to check the cameras I put in your apartment. Oh the things I have seen.” He laughed before she playfully hit him.

“You’re an idiot.”

“That has been proven already.” He pointed out. “So where were you off to?”

“I don’t know. My sis is busy in there and I didn’t want to intrude on the moment. Probably go and grab a bite. What about you?” She answered him.

“I was coming to ask you to do something. I mean, if you don’t mind spending some alone time with me.” He replied.

She just looked at him and shook her head laughing slightly. He was talking like if they hadn’t seen each other every day since the party. Nothing was happening between them; they were just two friends hanging out together. Not that she could deny that there was some sexual tension between them but she had been a good girl and had yet to straddle him and have her way with him.

“Sure, but the more I think about it, the more I’m hungry so I need food.” She exclaimed.

“Lead the way, my lady.”

She chuckled some more and he followed her. Honestly, if he had it his way, they would be heading to his place instead. It’s been driving him crazy to have her so near and not being able to do anything. He gets where she comes from and he understood her concerns, but right now, he was only thinking about her. It was not love; that much he knew. It was pure lust and the simple touch could make him think of getting her naked under him, over him or seriously in any position she would want. He was being good on restraining himself, but the worst part was to know that she wanted him as well.

But it would be a lie to say that Lisa wasn’t still on his mind from time to time, especially since she was still texting him. He asked her to stop before, to give him some space, but she ignored him and a part of him was actually glad she did. He was really just messed up.

“She texted me again.” He informed Julie since he told her everything Lisa related.

“Did you ask her to stop more firmly this time?”

He looked sheepish and she got her answer; “Look, maybe you don’t want her to really stop so maybe you ought to go and just talk to her.”

“I’m not sure it’s what I want.” He admitted. “I don’t know what I want.”

They didn’t talk until they reached the little café and were both seated. Julie struggled with trying to find a subject to talk about. In all honesty, she wasn’t sure she wanted to hear more about Lisa, but she promised she would help him so she dove in.

“What is she like? Lisa I mean.”

“Well she’s an artist. She’s an amazing painter and her stuff is often exposed in art galleries. I mean, she’s no Picasso or Monet or whatever, but she’s starting to have a certain clientele. She’s a carefree girl mostly I would say. Guess that made it easier to cheat on me with some guy.” He answered her.

“Okay, my next question might seem cruel, but it’s really not. Did you ask her why she cheated on you? I mean, what if something between the two of you caused a drift and neither of you acknowledged it before it was too late?” She asked him.

He looked at her for a moment. It was something he had vaguely thought about, but he couldn’t think of anything. Maybe she was right and there was a drift, but if he caused it, he couldn’t tell what he did. Maybe it was Lisa too, but yeah, there was no way to know for sure unless he indeed talked to her again.

“I didn’t ask her. I was kind of too pissed about the whole situation to even listen to her apologies. The thing is that I don’t know if I can handle her reasons.”

“Look, Liam. Like I said before, I’m no expert in relationships, but I think it’s time you talk to her. It’s been over a month, you two have had some time apart to be able to talk like two adults.” She replied. “You especially need to know whether or not if you really want to get back together with her.”

That was definitely something he wondered. A part of him felt bad because if he got back together with Lisa, that would mean he wouldn’t get a chance to have sex with Julie. Did it mean that Lisa and he were better off not getting back together or that he simply had pent-up sexual frustration at the moment?

“Do you think I should get back with her?” He finally asked her.

He wondered what she was really thinking about him and Lisa getting back together. He had no doubt she had an opinion on the subject, but would she tell him the truth on how she feels about it? It shouldn’t matter what she thought but at the same time it did.

“What I want doesn’t matter, Li. What matters is your happiness and if being with her is what makes you happy than you have the obligation to make it happen.”

Was it though? He didn’t know anymore. Honestly, the more time he spent with Julie, the more confusing it got. Perhaps if Julie and him slept together, the confusion would be gone and he could see clearly but since he still had issues to work through, well that wasn’t happening. It was like a vicious circle with no way out.

“I’ll give her a call tomorrow then.” He finally said. “Just so we can talk at least. I can’t say now what it will lead to.”

She patted his hand and sent him a small smile. The waitress came and took their orders before disappearing somewhere in the back. He looked at Julie who seemed lost in her thoughts and realized he didn’t know anything about her past relationships or why she preferred not to have any.

“So what about you?”

“What about me?” She frowned.

“I don’t know anything about any of your past relationships or what caused the need to never have one ever again.” He answered. “So do tell, love.”

“I was never good in relationships. Let’s leave it at that.” She sighed, but when he kept staring at her, she continued. “I mean, maybe I didn’t pick the right guys, but whenever I was in a relationship, I started to become invisible and became what they wanted me to be. That was never healthy and I always ended up more burned up than anything else and would end the relationship.”

He took his hand and laced his fingers with hers; “You know that you probably didn’t find the right guy. You shouldn’t give up on finding him, because with the right guy, you won’t disappear; you’ll shine even brighter than you are now.”

“Aren’t you a little romantic, Liam?” She giggled. “But yeah, I don’t think there’s a Mr. Right for me. I have accepted that fate.”

He felt like there was more to the story than what she told him, but he also felt like she opened up to him more than she usually did so he decided not to push it. After they were done eating, they headed back towards their apartments. She had linked her arm with his and he had to admit that it felt natural to do so. He didn’t know what would happen with Julie or Lisa or whatever later, but for now, he was content to know she was there.

“I don’t know if my sister and her fella are done or if they’ll be going at it again.” She sighed as they entered the building.

“You are more than welcome to sleep over at my place.” He offered.

Oh how she wanted it; she just didn’t know if her self-control was going to be enough to not do anything. She wasn’t an animal with only needs, but she really wanted Liam.

“That is in fact very tempting, but I think I will pass.” She smiled before kissing his cheek. “Good night, Liam.”

“Good night beautiful.”

When she entered the flat, Julie didn’t hear any noises coming from her sister’s bedroom. She didn’t know if Livia was alone or if her and whoever she was with were just sleeping or talking. She went to her bedroom and changed into an old pair of sweatpants and tank top and walked back out to see what she could watch on TV. When she passed in front of the kitchen, she saw Louis standing in front of the fridge.

“Did you tell her or did you two just fucked?” She asked raising an eyebrow making him jump slightly.

She knew she sounded like a mother scolding her kid, but she knew her best friend and she was ready to bet that if he had truly told her, this wouldn’t be happening right now; her sister would have needed some time to think about it all.

“Julz... I-” He hesitated. “I mean I told I love her.”

“Okay, let me make this clearer. Did you just casually slip the fact that you love her or did you tell her that you were in fact IN love with her? These are two distinct sentences that can imply two different things.” She exclaimed.

“Well... Look I don’t want to pressure her to choose me. She doesn’t want to be with anyone right now. I have time.” He sighed.

“God it’s such a guy thing to say!”

“You’re the one to talk with the ‘I don’t want to fall in love’ crap.” He retorted.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Julie, the only reason you keep acting like Liam shouldn’t be sleeping with you is the fact that he isn’t over his girlfriend and its fucking bullshit. You do this because you know that this guy is making you feel something more than lust and you don’t want to see it.” He exclaimed. “Because of course he will still have feelings for her. They were together for a long time, but the truth is that you use that excuse to keep him at bay.”

“You couldn’t be more wrong, Lou.” She retorted.

“Oh no, love, you know I’m right about this. You wouldn’t argue with me if it wasn’t the case.”

She looked at him for a moment unsure of what to reply to this. He was right and at the same time, he wasn’t.

“Maybe you’re right and I don’t want to get that close with Liam in fear of what it could open, but I am honest with what I can handle and what I can handle is a no string attached relationship at best.” She sighed. “Unlike you, who’s obviously too scared to let my sister know what you really feel.”

He didn’t reply anything for a moment. “I think it’s the first time you admit that it’s not something you don’t want.”

She looked away, “It’s easier to say you don’t want something rather than to have to explain that you can’t handle something.”

He got closer to her and hugged her tight. Louis really gave the best of hugs. It was strange that she considered Louis to be her best friend, but even he didn’t know the extent of the reasons she didn’t want a relationship. She said more to Liam than she ever said to anyone. There was more to it, but she wasn’t ready to share that part with anyone.

“I promise I will let her know sooner rather than later, but not tonight.” He finally said. “I need to find the right time to do it.”

“I’m sorry if I’m a drill sergeant about this.” She apologized. “You’re my best friend and I would hate for you to miss your chance because you told her too late.”

“I don’t know if she feels the same or not. Niall surely quickened the timing. I guess I’m not sure if I’m ready to hear her answer.”

“I can understand that, but don’t take too long. Because you may not lose her because she didn’t want to be with you, but because someone else swept her off her feet before you had the chance to do anything. And I’m not just talking about Niall.” She said.

“I-” He started, but was cut off by her sister calling for him. “That’s my cue to go.”

“I’ll be sure to be wearing headphones tonight.” Julie laughed.

“It might be best yea.” He chuckled. “Julz, I just need to know, if needed, would you help me with Livia?”

“As much as I know you could make her happy, Louis, I can’t really help you. I won’t sway my sister one way or another to choose you or Niall or whoever may come into play. My sister’s happiness is her own to make and I won’t try to persuade her to go with someone in particular; she’ll know what’s best for her in the end.” She answered honestly.

“I can understand that and I would never ask this of you, but if I needed you to like invite Liam to our movie night and find an excuse to leave in the middle of it with him so I can be alone with Livia, would you do it?” He asked her.

“That I can do.” She grinned. “Just pick a movie that I won’t want to watch and you got a deal.”

“Thanks, girl. You’re the best.” He hugged and left her standing alone in the kitchen.

When the door closed to her sister’s bedroom, she could hear them talking and she knew it was about to go down again soon. She thought back on Liam’s offer from earlier which was now even more tempting. She debated for a few more minutes but when the noise in her sister’s room got louder, her decision was made. She walked out the door and went to knock on her neighbour’s. Liam opened it a few moments later, a confused look on his face.

“Is that offer still available?”

“You bet.” He grinned before letting her in.

“Thank you. You’re really a life saver right now.” She thanked him. “I can sleep on the couch.”

“There’s no way I’m letting you sleep on my couch.” He retorted grabbing her hand and dragging her towards his bedroom. “We’ll be sharing the bed tonight.”

“Li-”

“I won’t deny the fact that I do want to kiss you and do a lot more than that.” He grinned as he turned around. “But I told you that my self-control was good. I will behave tonight.”

She just wasn’t sure about hers, but she nodded and she quickly hopped on the bed. Liam followed right after and pulled the covers over them. She tried to find a good position to sleep so she wasn’t going to disturb him, but she believe she annoyed him more with all the moving so he finally pulled her against him, wrapping an arm around her waist. It felt kind of nice to do this, but she wasn’t about to admit it aloud.

“Good night, love.”

“Good night, handsome.”

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taeken-my-heart · 5 years ago

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Independent {f} Chapter 16

Summary: Your mom calls you stubborn, your friends call you wild, and the boys you’ve left in your wake call you a frigid bitch. You’ve built a life of independence and you like it that way. Kim Taehyung, however; seems to be able to change your mind.

Pairing: Taehyung x ReaderGenre: fluff, mild angst

Word Count: 4718

Warnings: Ongoing themes of death. Her father is always mentioned briefly.

TN: This is it, guys. This is the final chapter. It’s all just gooey fluff and I hope you enjoy!

**There is a read more linked but it doesn’t seem to be working and I don’t know what to do about it. I’m sorry! TT

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“OK, but see, I don’t get it.” You said.

Taehyung sighed, flabbergasted. “It’s not something you have to get, it just is.”

“But why does she talk like that?” You mused, shifting on the couch and Taehyung squeezed your arm gently, pulling you closer to him.

“Y/N, you’re seriously analyzing this way too much; it’s just a movie.” He chuckled.

“Because you told me this movie was deep!” You cried smacking his stomach and he groaned like a drama queen. “Oh, come on, I barely touched you.”

“The movie is deep, but her tone of voice is literally not important to the plot.” He complained, fingers massaging his abdomen.

“You know what’s nice?” Jimin called from his spot in the bean bag on the floor and the two of you stopped your bickering to look over at him. “Being able to watch a movie and actually hear it. I wonder what that’s like.”

“Bite me, Jimin.” You chuckled and he smirked, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Don’t tempt me.”

“Hey!” Taehyung scolded, throwing a pillow at his friend’s laughing face. “Stop flirting with my girlfriend!”

“He can’t help it,” you laughed, “my sass is like a siren’s call. You should know this, of all people.”

“Yeah, but it’s my sass.” Taehyung pouted, pulling his arm from your shoulder and linking his fingers with yours.

“So, uh…are we still watching the movie?” Jungkook called from his spot, sprawled on his stomach on the floor. “Or are you guys just going to continue being gross?”

***

Your house was empty when Taehyung dropped you off and he followed you in, kicking off his shoes and coming up behind you to kiss your cheek. “Where is everyone?” He asked.

You walked towards the kitchen, dropping your bag off on the table and reaching for a glass. “Sarah and Charlotte are out watching a movie and Anna is out on a date with her boyfriend. You want a drink of water?”

Taehyung smirked, shaking his head no and you filled your own cup, taking a generous gulp. “So, we’re alone? How interesting.”

“Is it?” You mumbled around the rim of your cup, watching as he stalked his way over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and dropping a kiss to your shoulder.

“I think so,” he smiled, looking down at you. “I’m curious, though, what’s something we could do while we’ve got the house all to ourselves and how long do we have?”

“I don’t know what you’re alluding to.” You lied, grinning as you turned your back to him, finishing your water and putting the cup in the sink.

“I think you do,” he whispered, kissing the side of your neck up to your cheek as he curled his arms tighter around you.

“Tae.” You said and he hummed against your collar bone. “Have you started packing?”

The tip of his hair dusted the side of your cheek as he shook his head no. “We’ve still got a week before the semester is over,” he murmured, kissing against your jaw and your eyes fluttered closed.

“Yeah, but you have a lot of stuff.” You said, turning in his embrace and he pouted.

“Baby, I don’t want to talk about packing right now, can you just kiss me back?”

“Kissing leads to trouble.” You reminded, linking your arms around his neck and he smiled.

“But it’s fun trouble.” He wiggled his eyebrows and you laughed.

“You think you can be done in 15 minutes?”

He frowned down at you, “Is that even a question? Give me 10.”

“That’s not something to brag about.” You giggled as he hoisted you up, allowing you to wrap your legs around his waist.

The hallway to the bedroom was cramped and you bumped your knees against the wall a few times before finally making your way up and around the corner, kicking the door to your bedroom closed behind you.

***

Most of your classes had concluded by now, but you still had a few final exams so you spent the majority of your days packing, studying, or just lying in bed until the early afternoon out of sheer boredom.

Taehyung had classes until almost the last day of the semester so you didn’t get to spend as much time with him as you wanted. At least you had the evenings. You also reminded yourself that he was coming home with you for a month so it was unreasonable to be so greedy with his time when you’d very shortly have all of it to yourself.

After Taehyung and you had decided to start over, it was like a switch had been flipped. Everything just fell into place so easily and for the first few weeks you lived in constant fear that it was going too well; it was too easy.

It just kept getting better, though. Sure, there were definitely times when you’d fight. Like that time Tae had insisted that tying your shoes with two bunny ears before even making a line across was the correct way stuck out in your mind.

He was super wrong, but the way his eyes widened and he began to talk wildly in pout was really cute. Or the time that he insisted on buying those hideous knockoff fur lined Gucci slippers. You’d definitely threatened to burn them a couple times and he’d definitely nearly cried each time.

Charlotte looked at the two of you like you were losing your mind and Anna just smiled, swooning about young love. It was gross and weird and strangely domestic. You actually didn’t really mind it.

You also learned pretty quickly that he was kind of a slob. The first time you saw his bedroom, only a month ago, was a bit of a shock. To describe it as a war zone was, honestly, too kind.

He told you everything had its place, but you weren’t really sure why he thought his favorite pair of jeans belonged tucked behind the front right leg of his single bed. That didn’t seem like much of a “place” in your opinion, but you quickly got over the idea of trying to figure him out.

He was an odd ball and you loved it. You hadn’t said the L word yet, because it was still a bit soon, but honestly, you already felt it. You weren’t sure there was even a “right time” to say that word, but two months seemed…fast. You really wanted things to go right with him, you wanted to do your best so that if things with him ever did end, you could say it wasn’t from lack of trying.

You were both trying and really hard, too. The thing about dating and relationships is that people romanticized them and they were so different from what you’d expected. It was a lot of sacrifice and compromise, thinking about his needs before your own. That made it damn hard sometimes because honestly, there were times that you just really wanted to watch a freaking episode of The Bachelorette and he wanted to watch Avatar…the non-animated version.

But you loved him and you’d watch Avatar every day if it meant he was happy. Well, maybe not every day, but the sentiment was there. Choose your love and love your choice; that was your new motto.

The you from a year ago would faint if she could see you now. You smiled at the idea, taping the top of a box of clothes and knick knacks until it felt secure. You could hear Anna out in the kitchen humming, likely deep cleaning the counters. The end of the semester meant white glove…which meant your own personal living hell. A time when the school (or whoever owned the complex people were living in) came to check your apartment to see if it was appropriately clean for the occupants of the next semester.

Because you wouldn’t be coming back until next winter, you also wouldn’t be keeping the house, so packing and cleaning was your life right now.

“Y/N!” Anna’s shout was muffled and you made your way out into the kitchen to see what she needed.

“What’s up?” You asked, eyeing her standing beside the stove.

“I need you to help me pull the stove out so I can sweep behind it.” She smiled, tapping her fingers against the surface.

“Yeah, that’s a hard pass from me.” You said, “last time I helped you move that thing there was a mouse behind it. Nearly crapped my pants.”

Anna laughed from the memory, clutching the broom in her hand a little tighter as she bent at the waist with her giggles. “That was hilarious. Don’t worry, though, I got on the counters and checked behind before I asked you. It’s mouse free!”

“Is it sad to say I don’t trust you?” You mused and Anna scowled.

“Y/n.” She scolded lowly, “I know where you sleep.”

“Fine!” You griped, moving towards the stove to help her shuffle it away from the wall and towards the center of the kitchen.

“You excited for the break?” she asked once the stove was out of her way and she could begin sweeping.

“Yeah,” you shrugged, “it’ll be nice to take a break from studying, my brain is pretty fried.”

“I feel that.” Anna nodded soundly. “You nervous to take Taehyung home? This is the first time your family is meeting him, right?”

“Yeah,” you frowned, picking at the worn wood of the top of one of the kitchen chairs. “Do you think it’s too soon?”

She paused in her perusal of the area just behind the fridge to look over at you, brows furrowed in thought. “Honestly, it’s all pretty individual. For some people, it’s too soon, and for others it’s not. You’ve never introduced a guy to your family before which means a lot. You don’t take that sort of thing lightly so I think whenever you chose to do it, it would be right.”

“Thanks, Anna.” You smiled, “it means a lot.”

“Of course, you’ve got this and you know it. Your family is going to love Taehyung and he’s going to love them.”

“That’s exactly what I needed to hear.” You grinned, walking over and giving her a hug, “you’re the best.”

“I do hear that around.” Anna nodded solemnly, hugging you back and you chuckled.

“Anyway, I’ve got a final in about an hour so I’m gonna get ready and when I get back, I’ll start cleaning the bathroom.”

“Sounds good.” Anna said, turning back to her sweeping.

***

Whenever a semester ended, it was usually pretty bittersweet. Happy to be done with classes and tests, but sad to put the memories to bed. Leaving this semester was much better than last, though, and you smiled fondly, watching Taehyung pulling a bag over his shoulder and dragging his suitcase behind him, feet shuffling awkwardly.

“I’m nervous,” he said, coming to stand beside you at the bus stop and you wrapped your arms around his waist, kissing his chin to distract him.

He looked down at you, smile soft. “There’s nothing to be nervous about.” You said, squeezing his waist firmly. “My family is going to love you; seriously.”

“But what if they don’t?” He pouted and you sighed; melancholy.

“Then I guess I’ll have to ship you off.” You giggled at his squawk of protest. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure it’s somewhere nice. You like the beach, right?”

“You’re mean.” He whined and you chuckled, reaching up to pull his chin down towards you, kissing him firmly and he returned the kiss with eager enthusiasm. Mouth humid and skin flush with humidity, you stuck to each other in the late spring weather but you’d never been more thrilled to be uncomfortably warm with someone. “OK,” he mumbled against your mouth, “I forgive you.”

The sound of the bus rumbling around the corner had you pulling away with a grin, patting his bum for good measure and then pulling your own bag over your shoulder. “I knew you would.”

The bus was warm, leaving you feeling sticky around the edges and you pulled open the window beside your seat to let in the breeze. The weather wasn’t quite hot enough to merit air conditioning yet, but on a bus this full of students (some of whom had not figured out how to use a shower) they probably should have turned it on.

“It’s an hour ride, right?” Taehyung asked, pushing his suitcase into the shelving over your seats and his bag under the seat in front of him.

“Yeah, and I’m daydreaming about using your shoulder as a pillow for naptime. What say you?”

Taehyung sat down beside you, fiddling with the seatbelt as he clipped it over his waist. “Sure. You know how boney it is. Sleep at your own peril.”

“You gonna listen to music?” You asked, leaning your head against his shoulder and peering up at him. He nodded, pulling out his earbuds and you kissed his cheek quickly before closing your eyes and trying to make yourself comfortable enough to nod off.

You didn’t really sleep well in tight spaces and Taehyung’s shoulder was uncomfortably boney, but you managed to get about 20 minutes of rest before giving up and taking the other earbud he offered to you, focusing on his music. The sun had reached its highest point when the bus pulled into the station and you glanced out the window, fogged from the humidity inside and you could see your family waiting for you at a huddle of benches off to the left.

“There they are.” You smiled and Taehyung glanced out the window.

He swallowed, groaning, “I think I’m gonna be sick.”

You laughed, swatting at his arm and ushering him to stand. “You’ll be fine.” You insisted. “Don’t worry, I’ll hold your hand and guide you through everything.”

Stepping off the bus, you took a deep breath, the cool air in the station refreshing on your heat drenched skin. The bus driver pulled your suitcases from under the bus for you as Taehyung walked to your side, lumbering awkwardly with the weight of his own cases behind him.

“Do you trust me?” You asked and he looked down at you, smile twitching at the corners of his mouth.

“Forever.”

“Then we’ve got this. They’ll love you; I swear.”

Your mom’s smiling face was who you noticed first; hands clasped under her chin in excitement. She’d been talking about meeting Taehyung for weeks now, so you were pretty sure she was already half way in love with him.

Truthfully, the only one you were a little nervous about was Ben. Paul was a pretty supportive guy and he wasn’t really one to meddle. As long as you were happy, so was he. Ben was overprotective, though. If he wasn’t accepting of Tae, you’d all know it and you really wanted them to like each other.

“There’s my girl!” Your mom called, pulling herself from Paul’s embrace to run over to you, arms outstretched. Wrapping your arms around her waist, you clung tight as she giggled, rocking you back and forth. “Ah, I’m so glad you’re back. This must be Taehyung.”

She stepped back as Taehyung held out his hand and she chuckled, swatting his hand away. “I’m a hugger.” She supplied, giving him a quick hug to which he blushed and smiled.

“Taehyung, this is my mom, this is Paul, and this is my brother Ben.” You pointed to each member of your family as he shook hands with the other two, fingers from his other hand laced tightly between your own.

“Nice to meet you.” He said, and if he hadn’t told you he was nervous beforehand, you never would have guessed it now. He was the picture of confidence.

“Nice to meet you, man.” Ben smiled, clapping him on the back. “My sister’s told me a lot about you.”

“Really?” He grinned, looking down at you and you faked a glare for his amusement.

The five of you began to walk towards the car, Paul and Ben grabbing your bags as the three men began to chat away. “He’s cute.” Your mom whispered, linking her arm with yours.

You turned to smile at her, nodding. “I agree.”

“I’m so glad you came home for the break.” She continued, “we’ve missed you a lot these last few months.”

“I mean…not to be captain obvious, but I am only an hour away. You could always drive down if you really missed me.” You sang and your mom pinched your side with a laugh.

“Hey now, none of your sass missy. I’m really glad that you could come back and that you could bring Taehyung with you! We’ve all been so excited to meet him!”

“Really?” You asked, eyebrow raised, “even Paul and Ben?”

“Oh yeah. Honey, you haven’t mentioned even having a crush on anyone since you were a little girl. We were really excited to meet the man you talk so highly of.”

“He is pretty wonderful.” You smiled, watching as he walked side by side with your brother, laughing at something the former had to say.

After some serious maneuvering of your suitcases in the trunk of the car (and one on the roof, because honestly, you didn’t know how to pack lightly) you’d all piled into the car, you the unfortunate soul crammed in between Tae and Ben in the back seat.

“Y/N, you didn’t tell me your boyfriend was famous.” Ben complained and you huffed, looking at him bemused.

“Because he’s not famous, you weirdo.” You chuckled.

Ben scoffed, “He signed with TTIG, that’s as good as it gets. He practically is famous already.”

Taehyung laughed, blush high on his cheeks, “Ah, we’ll see once I start really auditioning for gigs. Right now, I’m just another body in their crew.”

“I highly doubt that,” Your mother said from the front seat, turning to face the three of you in the back. “We saw some of the videos the school put up online. You’re a very talented young man.”

“Thank you very much!” Taehyung smiled, “I don’t deserve all this praise, but I’m definitely gonna take it.”

Your mom laughed, turning back to face the front. “Good.”

***

Once you’d reached home, your family helped you to bring your suitcases into your room and helped Taehyung bring his to Ben’s old bedroom. You had the feeling that most nights the two of you would be sharing a bed, but it was nice to know you each had your own little space if you needed alone time.

“What do you think?” You asked, entering Ben’s old bedroom as Taehyung stood beside the dresser, unpacking some of his things.

He turned to look at you, dark hair skimming across his eyelashes. He’d let his hair grow out the last few months and he looked a bit shaggy, but warm. He smiled at you, big and bright and you walked to his side, wrapping your arms around him.

“What do I think of what? The room?”

You nodded into his shoulder and he peered around the room, taking in the dark colors and warm patterns. “It’s nice.” He confirmed, turning to look back down at you.

“And how do you feel?” you asked, blinking up at him.

“I’m still a little nervous,” he admitted, “but less than before. Your family is really nice and welcoming.”

“I told you there was nothing to worry about.” You grinned, smacking his butt and walking back towards the bed to sit down.

“You did.” He nodded, placing a folded shirt into the top drawer of the dresser before coming to stand in front of you. “Thank you for inviting me.”

You lifted your hands to his, linking your fingers and wiggling your hands in front of you idly. “We’ve still got a whole month to go, you sound like you’re all ready to say goodbye and jet back off to California.”

Taehyung chuckled, pushing you back onto the mattress and coming to lay beside you, leg hitched over your hip to pull you closer to him. “Don’t pout, that’s not what I was saying.” He grinned, “I’m just really glad I could be here to meet everyone. Your family is really important to you and I feel really lucky that you wanted them to know me too.”

“You should feel lucky.” You nodded and Taehyung laughed, smacking your thigh as punishment.

“Stop being so obnoxious.” He scolded and you smirked, running your fingers through his hair.

“You’re so hot when you’re annoyed.” You complained and he grinned, pinching your hip.

“Stop changing the subject!”

You pulled him closer, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him.

“I’m glad you’re here.” You whispered.

“Me too.” He sighed, nudging his nose against yours as he kissed you again; needier.

“Don’t get carried away,” you murmured against his tongue and he whined. “My family is all still downstairs and they will definitely hear us.”

He sighed, kissing wet into the juncture of your neck and shoulder. “Fine, but I’m gonna be without you for two months after this, I’ll need some memories to keep me company while I’m gone.”

“You’ve always got your hand.” You teased, sitting up and he glared up at you, hand ruffling through his hair.

“You’re actually so mean.”

“This is true.” You nodded solemnly as you helped him to stand. “Don’t worry, you big baby, there will be plenty of opportunities while you’re here. You’ll see.”

“I’m looking forward to them.” He grinned.

***

You were right when you suspected that you’d end up sharing a bed. Taehyung slept in your bed most nights, cuddled up around you like a koala. Because of this, you now slept with no blanket on because his body heat was enough to melt the polar ice caps.

You were also right about your mom practically being in love with him. She spoiled him with food and became his own personal chauffer and you couldn’t even think of the last time she’d doted on you like this. Even Paul and Ben loved him.

“I’m pretty sure you’re trying to fatten him up so he can’t leave.” You complained at dinner as your mom piled his plate high with food.

“Oh stop,” she chuckled, waving the serving spoon at you, “I just want to make sure he’s well fed.”

“Yeah, well, the little pooch he’s developing around his midsection is an indication of how well fed he actually is.”

Taehyung grinned at you, face stuffed full of dumpling like the doughboy he was. Wiggling his eyebrows at you, he wrapped his arm around your shoulder, kissing your cheek. “You like me chubby.” He remarked.

“That’s true.” You admitted, poking his little tummy. “You’re just so soft!”

“Hey, Ben’s coming over after dinner.” Your mom said after she’d sat back in her own seat, newly opened soda in hand. “We should watch a movie or something.”

“OK, but not Princess Bride again, we can’t watch that every night!” You complained and Paul laughed.

“We have watched that a bit too much!” He nodded, rubbing your mom’s arm.

“No such thing!” She quipped, “that movie is a classic and it’s got everything you could ever want in a movie. But fine, we’ll watch something else.”

“Are we having dessert?” You asked, grinning at your mom and she rolled her eyes, taking a sip of her drink.

“Of course, we are. I’m no chump.”

***

After dinner (and after Taehyung had sufficiently stuffed himself and likely put on a few more pounds) you helped your mom clean up before heading to the living room to set up for a movie.

You could hear Ben in the hallway, making his way in from the front door and he barreled into the living room and over to your boyfriend with a loud and friendly hello before turning to you and ruffling your hair.

“Hey Tuck.” He grinned down at your scowling face as you attempted to fix the mess he’d made of your hairdo.

“I’ll actually kill you.” You muttered.

Taehyung and Ben made their way over to the couch to talk as you grabbed the remote to flip through the movie options on Netflix. You could hear your mom and Paul talking in the kitchen as they finished putting away the last of the dishes and you smiled.

This was such a good night. There was literally nothing extraordinary about it, but it was still special. Your family around you, getting to know your boyfriend and everyone was happy. You really couldn’t have asked for a better outcome.

You made your way to the couch, curling under Taehyung’s arm as he continued chatting with Ben. The only thing that could have made it better would have been having your dad around. He would have really liked Taehyung and that settled the ache in your heart at the thought of him.

Someday you wanted to take Tae to your father’s grave and introduce them. You weren’t sure if he’d be interested in that sort of thing or if it would feel too morbid for him, but you hoped that he would understand how important that was for you.

For now, though, things were perfect as they were. Your mom and Paul made their way into the living room, everyone turning to the subject of what movie to watch and bickering lightly until finally you’d all decided on Home Alone and got comfortable with blankets, popcorn, and your mom’s fudge brownies.

You were of course predictable and about half way through the movie you were out like a light. It would have been embarrassing had you been around anyone else, but everyone in the room already knew you were a hopeless case.

You woke with a start as Taehyung was setting you in your bed and you looked up at him blearily. “I fell asleep huh?”

“Yeah,” he grinned, “It’s OK, though. It’s not like you’ve never seen that movie.”

“True,” you yawned, stretching your arms over your head. “Sleep in here tonight?”

He nodded, helping you to stand as you both went to the bathroom to get ready for bed. After curling back under the blankets and pulling them up to your chin, you stared up at Taehyung as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

His eyes blinked blearily closed as he fought the fatigue of the day and you watched as he shuttered to a close, letting his body sink, exhausted, into the mattress. You couldn’t believe you were so lucky, then again, maybe it wasn’t luck. Meeting each other, sure, maybe that was, but where you were now? That was hard work and love.

Tae?” You whispered.

He shifted slightly; eyes still glued shut. “Mmm?” He hummed, running his fingers up and down your spine.

“I love you.”

His fingers stopped their quiet perusal of your back and he opened his tired eyes to look down at you. “What did you say?” He asked softly.

“I said I love you,” you whispered back. “Thank you for coming with me to meet my family.”

He smiled, pulling you closer to him, kissing you with tingling lips. “Thank you for inviting me. I’m so glad I got to meet your family, they’re really awesome.”

Everything settled for a few moments and you began to wonder self-consciously if he’d even heard your confession. Maybe he had and he just wasn’t ready to say it back. That was OK, even if it did sting a little bit. You were still happy with what you had with him now.

“Oh, and Y/N?”

“Hmm?” You murmured; eyelids heavy.

“I love you too.”

You looked up at him, heart jumping into your throat. “You do?” you whispered. You were afraid if you spoke any louder that the emotion of it all would choke you.

He nodded, running the tip of his nose along yours before kissing you. “I really, really do.” He whispered.

And somehow you knew, not only was he going to be the greatest adventure of your life, but he was going to be it. He was your forever and you were his. You couldn’t have asked for a better new beginning.

This was euphoria.

***

Oh my gosh, it’s over! This story is so precious to me and I’ve spent so long thinking about it and agonizing over it. I can’t believe it’s over. It’s really, really bittersweet to say goodbye to it. I hope you enjoyed this fluff fest chapter and that it made you feel as warm and fuzzy as it made me feel <3

Thank you so much for sticking around and reading this story. It means so much to me!

I love you guys!

Chapter 15

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Toilet-bound Hanako-kun Chapter 12: The 4pm Bookstacks (Part 2)

Previously: Yashiro and the suspicious girl (yes, I’m gonna keep calling her that until we learn her name) met for the first time. Her suspicion levels rose to even greater heights since she seems not only to know about Hanako (and the other mysteries) but also she seemed to imply that there’s possibly another little ghost boy going around? Which made me ask a lot questions last chapter, and apparently they will be answered in due time, so I won’t repeat those here. Anyway, following her advice, Yashiro and Kou ventured into the 4pm Bookstacks a.k,a. the fifth mystery of the school to hopefully learn more about Hanako. And Yashiro did find some details but the big terrifying butterfly monsters in that boundary made their little expedition come to an unexpected end. Thankfully, Hanako and...Tsuchigomori, yes, that was his name, appeared just in time to get rid of the two big butterfly Yashiro and Kou look-alikes. Tsuchigomori really wasn’t pleased with the state the kids left the bookstacks in sooo..... we’ll see what happens.

Now onto the next chapter!

Ohhhhh we’re starting with a colour page of the last portion of last chapter! It’s so gorgeous and btw one of the main things that caught my attention when I saw the anime screenshots was the art style and the colouring. And I gotta say, the manga really doesn’t dissapoint, it’s so beautiful.

Okay, so onto the actual chapter and....

I legit had to go check how the last chapter ended again because I thought I was forgetting something but no. It seems like we’re starting after a little timeskip and Tsuchigomori wants Yashiro to say something?

Ah, here’s narrator Yashiro again. And I just

There’s so much going on here. Hanako cheering with the fans, the little “shame” sign above her head, the “(working title)” gag, and omg the little radishes with the microphones pffft I can’t. This manga really is something else.

But yes, Yashiro is recapping what happened between the end of the last chapter and the start of this one.

Kou mentions that he can’t believe that one of their teacher’s is not actually human and yeah, finding out someone you interact with almost every day is actually a supernatural being must be quite a shock. huh? But! Tsuchigomori says that it’s more common than one would think

Huh. When he puts it like that, I can see his point. I mean, there must be an array of supernaturals that aren’t necessarily bound to a place and they might not want to live in hidding. If they can blend in with the humans and live semi-normal lives, then why not do it? Also, being able to influence your own rumors makes a lot of sense, that way you would be able to stop them if they got too out of hand. But also

................well, now that he’s said that, I’m 90% sure that one of them will end up being a supernatural. Because come on, it would make the plot more exciting.

Yashiro brings up a good point: that could be dangerous, but Hanako says that they shouldn’t worry since that’s what the mysteries are here for and I just

There’s something so funny about this panels. Like, the contrast between Hanako’s cheery disposition and Tsugochimori and Yako’s just overall “done” aura it’s just great.

It just keeps getting better pffffft Yeah, idk if that’s the best way to describe their group. “Emo spider” made me giggle more than it probably should have

............Yes, the leader thing is clearly true. And I talked about it during last chapter, but I really wonder if he’s the “boss” because he’s the most powerful one of the bunch and because his task is to take care of not only the random apparitions but also the mysteries themselves (like with what happened with Yako). Also jfc sometimes I forget how scary Hanako can get

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh we have a clearer picture of the mysteries!!! Okay so we have Hanako, Yako and Tsuchigomori highlighted since we have met them already. Then we have another three: I had noticed the girl and the mirror before but this confirms that they are two different mysteries; then there’s a clocked figure....that I know it’s facing away from us but my brain just keeps seeing it as a big bug that has huge bulging eyes and almost human teeth and I hate it. But this is just showing six right now, yes? There’s one missing? (EDIT: Oh, I think I see it now, there’s a separate silhouette between Yako and the bug man, right?)

But anyway!! the important point is here is that apparently they think there’s a traitor among them. And they think this traitor has tied their fate to a human and they’re using this human as a way to alter the rumors around the school. So the human would be the suspicious girl because we know that she’s been spreading rumors. And if that’s the case, then this possibility about the “other Hanako” being the traitor would also be high. Because, come on, the drama would unbelievable

Ohhhhhh that’s interesting. So the reason they think that one of the seven is behind this is because only a powerful supernatural would be able to change the rumors in a way that would actually affect another one of the seven mysteries. And I was right to a point: there meeting was indeed about the changes in the rumors.

...........oh. I mean, I guess that would get rid of the problem. But I really need to know what that would entail. Because it obviously isn’t permanent if he says it’s only “for a while”. Like, would it involve doing something like what they did with Yako? Because Hanako had said that she had to “return her number” or something of the sort when he fought her, right? And she has less power than she had before, too, right?

Ah, okay. The next page confirms that yes, that’s exactly the case. And because of that, Hanako’s idea is to destroy all of the mysteries’ yorishiros before they even have a chance of going berserk. And I can see the value in doing that but like, what if the “traitor” isn’t, for some reason, actually part of the seven? Wouldn’t that leave them vulnerable?

And I agree with Tsuchigomori (side note: my brain always autocorrects his name to “tsugochimori” and I have to make a conscious effort to actually type his name the correct way why is this so hard for me). It does seem like quite a rash plan to put into action, even if they can reappoint the mysteries later on. Then again, I understand why Hanako wants to avoid pissing Teru off because we know how that went and... yikes

Pffffft this face made me laugh so much, it reminds me of one of my favourite Tanjirou faces.

^this one

Also ngl my heart stopped for a second when he said “no” because I thought it would lead to a fight but then I scrolled down so thankfully that’s not the case.

.................. *looks up echinococcus*: any of a number of tapeworms of the genus Echinococcus whose larvae are parasitic in humans and domestic animals.

Omfg by e that’s harsh but also so nerdy. Yako’s response is both appropriate and incredibly over the top at the same time. I really like their dynamic so far

Ohhh okay. Tsuchigomori says that he’s a supernatural who craves knowledge, and if they’re gonna destroy his yorishiro and temporarily take away his boundry, then he wants information that would be valuable enough as compensation. And, okay, I now see what the beginning of the chapter was about.

Ah, he says that he will still let Yashiro destroy his Yorishiro even if they don’t tell him anything, but he says that if they don’t, then he will broadcast their most embarrassing secrets to the school. That.......that would do it, yeah, I completely understand why Yashiro was so willing to talk at the beginning. That would be a nightmare jfc

.............still kinda hot ngl

Btw I love that this is drawn as a fighting game, it’s so cute.

Yashiro gives it a shot but Tsuchigomori is not impressed.

(Side note but Hanako’s reaction just gives me life:

He doesn’t even try to hide his jelousy, does he?)

Omg he’s reading the one of the letters she “exchanged” with Teru and omfg Tsuchigomori stop she’s already dead

Okay now it’s Kou’s turn. Good luck, sweet child. It’s probably something really pure

...........Baby boy, bless him

Both of them are getting fired up and spitting out their secrets and they’re such small and dumb secrets, bless their little hearts

Ohhh and Kou is appealing to what’s probably their last resort: asking Hanako to spill any secret he might have (there are probably a lot of secrets, my instincs tell me Hanako’s secrets probably have secrets)

Oh? What’s this we have here? Those looks scream shared history. Well, I guess that Tsuchigomori could have read Hanako’s book since that’s part of his boundary. It would make sense for him to have read it. But idk, I feel like there’s something more to it that I can’t quite put my finger on. Like, why would he say “enough”? Because he’s read Yashiro’s book and he still wanted to know more. What makes Hanako different?

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and

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They’re so freaking cute I can’t deal with it omg Also look at Hanako’s surprised face! The NeneKou combo is too pure to resist

.......................................................of all the things I could have expected, this was not one of them. I- why is that so wholesome, though?? like, it’s really silly but also no one gave this child the right to be so freaking adorable (EDIT: also, is this gonna be relevant to the chapter title “donuts”? is Hanako gonna get some yummy donuts? I would honestly be okay with a chapter that centered around that. let the baby have his donuts)

“Are you both morons?” Yes, Tsuchigomori, they are. geez, I thought you had read their books, you should know by now. But also give them so leeway, they’re excited to learn more about their ghost friend. Like seriously

Look at them, they’re so happy together, even Hanako has what seems to be a genuine smile. And by that comment I’m guessing that Tsuchigomori noticed that, as well

Hmmm. Okay, two things: 1) so Tsuchigomori did read Hanako’s book and knows everything about his life 2) the fact that, knowing everything about him, he believed that Hanako wouldn’t want to create any new friendships AND the fact that this kinda implies imo that he hasn’t seen Hanako making that kinda gentle expression before is all just. really sad and it makes my heart hurt

Anyway, sad thoughts aside, spiderman here tells them their time is up because their secrets are so ridiculously dumb that they’re not worth discussing.

Why is he so fucking weird? and why do I kinda fucking love him already??

This man just keeps earning more and more points in my book

But yeah, he says that he’s not gonna broadcast their secrets since he was (kinda) joking and he did end up seeing something interesting after all. In the end, he agrees to take them to his yorishiro! Yaaay!

#toilet bound hanako kun #jibaku shounen hanako kun #jshk spoilers #tbhk #jshk #live blogging

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narilgc · 5 years ago

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𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 . . . but i don’t regret the thing that i did !! hello all, i’ve been keeping this under wraps for the past few days but on a whim i’ve decided to bring on my second ( and last, i promise ) muse for the ride !! with that being said, it is jada here, max’s mun, but this time i’m presenting to you the wonderful im nari !! she was my initial idea before max, but i loved her too much to get rid of her !! i’m so excited for her to be here and i really hope she’s well received as well !! i’ve been slow on his acc for the past few days, and she’s the reason why, but now that i’ve gotten my life ( mostly ) together & things are running just fine again !! anyways, her profile’s here, and below you can find some general trivia on her as well as connection ideas !! oh, and like this to plot !

𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 :

from damyang, south korea !! a v small agricultural town & was born into humble beginnings - a seamstress for a mom, and her dad a farmer !! so she lived on a small farm when she was younger and was raised with pigs, cows, and goats as pets !

she helped around the farm her whole time she lived home, so she has a lot of life skills t & knows all about caring for animals and tending the farm !

they weren’t well off by any means - they had a small income to spread thin between all those people - but they made it work !! she never felt truly slighted as she knew their situation, in fact in her own way, she was spoiled in the best way she could be given their predicament.

raised in a household full of boys - she’s the youngest w a family of 6 loud, rowdy boys.

so in a way she’s more of a tomboy, used to roughhousing and all her sibling’s antics !! she’s also used to doing a lot of heavy lifting around the farm so has surprising strength for her size.

on the other hand, being the youngest & only daughter has upped the girliness !! she’s used to being babied so knows all about acting cute & her mom was always using her as an experiment for all her clothes !! was raised on handmade dresses her mom made in all sorts of intricate patterns & loved it !!

has been an actress in the making for a g e s !!! it all started when she was a really young kid, her mom would let her watch the tv in the tailor shop so she’d have something to do while her mom was at work !!

so there was this drama “a rolling hills romance” ( which i TOTALLY made up lmao !! ) that she absolutely loooved !! it was about a farm romance and was one of the only ones she saw that wasn’t taking place in the city !! it just got her in love with acting in general though, she’d eventually memorize scenes from all the dramas she’d watch and recite them out of the blue !!!

eventually it got her into theatre acting, which was her favorite !! she started watching broadway shows from abroad, memorizing the songs even though she didn’t always know what they were saying. but she just loooved the whole thing, and when she was in middle school she joined her school’s theatre department !

this is where the majority of her english skills came into play - she would memorize the lyrics, and though she didn’t really know what they were saying after a while she began to understand some words !! so while her pronunciation is pretty good from mimicking actors, she lacks the vocab to really use it !!

so she’s really hesitant to speak in english, because if people hear her speak they think she’s a lot more fluent than she is & it lands her in awkward situations !! so she mainly just ... doesn’t do that lol !!

i can’t believe i forgot this when i first wrote this !! this is a very vital part of her character omg !! her first “acting debut” if you could call it that was for a chocolate commercial when she was 8 !! basically she was in this christmas commercial for peppermint chocolates that got on tv and everyone in her town went crazy !! she like goes and delivers these chocolates while singing jingle bells and it’s wholesome and cute and swet !! it wasn’t that big at all lol but for their small town it was, and to them she’s a sort of small celebrity for it !! i’m sure some people might remember the commercial but notlike .... her yk ?? because that was her first and last role for a while lol !!

anyways !! she’s always been self-conscious of her looks - she felt like she wasn’t pretty enough, and limited her confidence. so at 16 she got 2 part-time jobs to begin saving up money, and at 17 she went to seoul to get a nose job & jaw reduction surgery.

and things seemed to be great after that !! she was confident, gaining more friends, but the real excitement came when her mom read online about an audition for legacy and jokingly asked if she wanted to do it.

legacy had never even be on her radar !! she had always heard her friends talk about them for idols, but she had never thought of them as a company that accepted actresses. upon reading though, she was hooked !! she begged her parents, and they originally rejected the idea because they thought it was one of her phases. however, after much persuasion, they allowed her to attend auditions !!

she never expected to get in, she wanted to do it more as an experience than anything. but to say it was a shock was an understatement !! but she was so so incredibly happy.

had a hard time adjusting initially - she was only 17, and almost right after getting there she had to spend her birthday alone since she hadn’t made any friends yet. and although she’s naturally outgoing, it was really hard for her to be social at first because she was surrounded by so many more people than she was used to !!

for the past few years nari’s been doing general idol training, though that’s about to change !! she’s significantly improved her dance skills ( which were nearly nonexistent prior to training ) & gotten a lot better at her singing !! but her heart’s still deep into acting, and she knows that she wants to do that as well as some modeling !

she still suffers a lot with her self confidence, and there’s a lot of pressure for her to do well ! in school, because she’s the first of her family to go to university, and as a trainee, because she’s risked so much for it & doesn’t want to disappoint since her family has v high expectations for her !

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 :

a little lovebug !! she’s literally so loving and accepting of everyone - definitely, someone you can come to talk out any issues, she listens & provides support, free of any judgement !! also v keen on skinship i apologize in advance

she’s come out of her shell a lot since she got to seoul, but she’s still a little shy if she doesn’t know you well or is put in a situation w a lot of people !! pls be patient with her ^^

like max, she’s got a lot of energy in that little body !! but she actually has adhd so a lot of it isn’t really by choice. it frustrates her a lot because it limits her focus & has the tendency to make her restless. it was worse when she was younger, but has gotten better as she’s gotten older and she takes medicine to keep everything in check.

she’s also got v low self-confidence, she’s never been satisfied with herself and constantly wants to get better !! despite the surgeries, she’s still got a lot of insecurities both physically and not, but keeps them bottled up a lot bc she doesn’t want to burden others !! ( i want to shake her !! ) bc of that, she takes both criticism & compliments very seriously, she’ll turn all red if someone gives her the smallest compliment but will also overanalyze & judge herself if she gets critiqued.

in fact her surgery’s almost made her more self-conscious, as she now feels that all the opportunities granted to her are because of her looks post-surgery. the worst insult she could get was she’s only succeeding because of her looks, because she’s worked so hard on her skills and she wants them to be what takes her forward, not something she had to pay to get.

despite that, she’s the true definition of a happy virus !! on the outside, she’s almost always smiling, and when all the other stuff doesn’t get in the way, she is on the inside too !! always trying to look on the optimistic side & give people a fresh perspective !

on that note she’s v childish, and sometimes she has to remind herself w younger trainees coming in she’s being seen as more of an example and needs to be ~serious~!!

the duality is real !! in performances, sad / angry scenes are actually her specialty, and right after she’ll just spring up and smile like what’s up guys !!! a lil creepy when she goes from sobbing to giggling so she’s learned to transition a little better lmao !!

she always wanted to be a youtuber, but never got the chance, and by the time she joined legacy she wasn’t allowed to have an account. so now she has these little vlogs she does to send her parents ! they’re mainly of her getting ready, hanging out with friends, and practicing ( all out of training hours, ofc ) so she can often be found seemingly talking to herself, even though she’s really recording videos !!

though being an idol wasn’t her initial dream, she adores the music. her love for the kpop genre has made the last few years more bearable, and girl crush concepts are her absolute favorite !! she’s been religiously keeping up w future dreams like she’s still just a fan back at home, and you’ll catch her humming all around the company building !!

in fact, prior to joining legacy, she had a fan blog for all her faves where she would provide commentary called ri raves !! it was ... a sight !!

she’s pansexual, and leaning towards girls !! it’s something she’s really shy about sharing bc of the fear of judgment, but if she tells you know you have all her trust !!

a little spoiled tbh !! she’s got the youngest child syndrome BAD, and since she was the only girl she’s used to things being done for her !! not in the bratty way, it’s just made her a little lazy and she loooooves attention and being doted on.

don’t let her appearance fool you though !! she’s got surprising strength ... strong woman do bong soon’s not her favorite show for no reason !!! all those years of defending herself from her brothers’ teasing had to come in handy, you know ?? we’ve got a black belt in hapkido here folks !!

definition of a theatre kid, starts bursting out into songs she loves out of nowhere omg it’s embarrassing ?? also overreacts about everything omg the world is on fire according to her !! she’s gotta faint dramatically !!!

she’s got the jeolla-do dialect, and prior to working on her standard dialect it was veeery prominent ! it makes her say a lot of words differently than someone from seoul might, and after realizing she was one of the only ones with it she’s been trying to make her speech sound more like standard korean nowadays.

she’s taken up sewing from her mom, and especially loves embroidery !! so she always loves upcycling & spicing her outfits up !!

definitely has a unique fashion sense because of it - in addition to that she’s very frugal, and favors thrifted clothing !! she’s got a mix of vintage, chic, and artsy style !

a rule follower !! veeery unlike max, she tends to stick to the rules out of fear of what will happen if she doesn’t, because she has way too much on the line to quit now !

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 :

acting buddies ?? i know there aren’t too many, but even if that’s not your muse’s preferred career path, any muses who have a passion for theatre are welcomed as well !!

someone who unlike her, is v wild and lives on the crazier side !! she’s constantly going into a responsible panic when they’re around and they’re always trying to get her to loosen up !!

someone who co-stars in her little vlogs to her family !! hey, if you can’t be youtubers for real you might as well pretend, right ??

someone who made her adjustment to seoul easier as she transitioned from country to city life !! they’ve lived in seoul for a long time / their whole life and know all the best spots to show her !!

someone who’s clothing she likes to spice up, she’s always embroidering or adding pattern to their clothes to give their outfit a little flair !

someone who knows her past her happy side, who she’s got on speed dial whenever she’s feeling down and needs someone to talk to, and vice versa !!

someone who she came out too, be it on purpose or by accident, and it’s caused her to grow really attached to them bc it’s one of the most personal things about her !

a girl she’s got a crush on but is terrified to tell !!! like yes you’re pretty .... but these things are never easy !!! she’s gonna tell you .... eventually !!

and ofc - exes, flirtationships, summer loves, anything of the sort !

someone she lowkey fangirls over ?? she still hasn’t accepted the fact that she & the other trainees are kinda on the same level, someone she’s kind of became a fan of and can’t really function around them ??

by some crazy chance, this person has come across her old kpop fan blog at one time or another and won’t !!! let !!! her !!! live !!! it !!! down !!! will you accept her bribe and swear to never bring it up again ??? please ???

someone she doesn’t like ??? this is v rare but ... for one reason or another, she can’t stand them and transforms to a completely diff person around them !!

someone who made the mistake of teasing her a little too much or insulted her so much that she just straight-up tries to take them down !!! v unexpectedly !! bonus if it’s someone way out of her fighting capabilities !!

more ideas coming when i create an official plots page !!

#( nari & mun ! )#so late ... i apologize o.o #i will rb tomm !!#& i will be getting to all your lovely mssgs ty !!

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lycorogue · 6 years ago

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I Was Thinking Of You (full story)

You can also find it on AO3, or on FFN, or even on DA if you prefer.

So, I know that everyone is talking about “Miraculer” (it was a STUPID GOOD episode), but I also found out that “Silencer” finally got an English dub (along with “Bakerix” and “Onichan”). I figured I’d ride the potential Lukanette wave that could resurge with this dub release, so please forgive my shameless plugging. >3< This story was a birthday gift for the awesome @thetauruspixie <3

I Was Thinking Of You

Summary: Girls' Day derails when Marinette realizes the male lead of a romance movie reminds her of someone other than Adrien. (No tie-ins with “Silencer”)

Rating: General Audiences

Words: 3565

Status: Completed One-shot UPDATE: This story now has a sequel stand-alone story: Acting Weird

"Marinette!" Rose ambushed her classmate as Marinette walked the gangplank onto The Liberty. As Rose pulled Marinette into a tight hug, Juleka strolled up beside them.

"Yeah," Juleka mumbled, "Thanks for coming over." She didn't hold eye contact with Marinette, but she did brush her bangs off her face briefly.

"No problem. Thanks for inviting me over." Marinette smiled despite getting crushed by her petite friend.

"Rose!" Juleka softly scolded. Like a dog heeling, Rose released Marinette and scurried beside Juleka instead, her arm wrapping around Juleka's.

"It's fine, really." Marinette giggled. "Is everyone else coming over as well?"

"Mylène is already below deck, Alya should be here shortly, and Alix won't be able to make it. Her dad grounded her for rollerblading through the Louvre." Rose chirped as she pulled Juleka along to the stairs, Marinette following beside them.

"That sounds like Alix." Marinette shook her head, but she couldn't keep the smile off her face as they descended into the hull of the ship.

"Oh, hey, Marinette." Luka scooped up his plated sandwich and walked around the breakfast bar that separated the ship's galley from the main living area. His voice was as soft and soothing as usual, and he flashed her a gentle smile.

"Hey, Luka. Are you going to join us?"

"Yeah, we don't mind," Mylène chimed in from the sectional. She then pivoted a bit more to greet the girls coming down the stairs. "Hey, Marinette. Nice to see you."

"Same!" Marinette waved to her friend, but quickly changed focus back to Luka.

"Nah, that's alright. Thank you, though. It's such a nice day, I'm going to enjoy some sunshine on the deck. But you ladies are all welcome to join me if you'd like." He rested a hand on Marinette's shoulder as he passed her. "Especially you." His fingers slid back off her as he turned and climbed up to the deck.

"Subtle." Juleka mumbled as she shook her head, and walked around the sectional to sit beside Mylène.

"Huh?" Marinette struggled to get her bearings.

"He is so sweet!" Rose squeaked. "Marinette, I think-"

"Rose." Juleka shook her head. "Not the time."

"Oh, right. Sorry." Rose scurried around to sit beside Juleka. "Come on, Marinette, we were thinking of watching a movie today." She opened up Juleka's laptop and set it on the circular coffee table.

"What movie?" Marinette nestled herself on the other side of Mylène.

"Well, I was thinking we could watch the Ladybug movie." Alya stood about half way down the stairs, the DVD in her hand, and held up for the group to see. "Hey, girls, Luka told me you were all down here."

She was greeted with a quick choir of "hey" back from the group.

"Ladybug & Chat Noir again, Alya?" Marinette groaned. She could only watch an animated movie about herself so many times. Especially since it was barely based on fact.

"I thought you'd relish the chance to listen to Adrien's voice for nearly two hours." Alya hurdled the back of the sectional in order to plop beside Marinette.

"Yeah, but he's playing Chat Noir! I just can't take it seriously. He seems so overly goofy in it." Marinette held up a hand and turned away from her bestie. "As much as I enjoyed watching the movie, I need a bit of a pallet cleanser. We've been watching it practically non-stop since it came out on DVD."

"Alright, then what should we watch?" Mylène looked around the group, waiting for any sort of suggestion.

"Oh, I know!" Rose leapt off the sectional and sprinted to Juleka's room. Barely a minute later she was back out and snuggled next to Juleka on the sectional. "I love this movie! You're not sick of it yet, are you, Juleka?" She held the DVD out to Alya as she looked up at Juleka with puppy eyes.

"Nah," Juleka gave her a soft, half-smile back as she brushed her hair out of her face. "It makes you happy, so it's cool."

"Goodie! Girls, I think you'll really love it!" Rose hugged Juleka tight as she waited for confirmation from the group.

"Want of Two? Rose, what the heck is this?" Alya flipped the DVD over to read the back cover. "'Gareth has always been a loner, and he was convinced that it was by choice. Then he met Julia, an independent motocross racer in town for a tournament. Suddenly, Gareth realizes he's not as happy to be a lone wolf as he once thought, and he tries desperately to make Julia part of his life. Problem is, she's been burnt before, and has become a bit of a loner-by-design herself, only relying on her skeleton pit crew for both racing and emotional support. Is it even possible for Gareth to convince Julia to take down her protective wall? Or will he be forced to learn to live without her again once the tournament is through, and she moves on to the next town?'" Alya blinked a few times as she tried to register what she just read. "This sounds so terribly cheesy. We're definitely watching it!" She laughed and popped the case open.

"I'll grab the popcorn!" Mylène ran to the galley to start up a bag in the microwave.

As Alya put the DVD into Juleka's laptop, Marinette glanced at the stairs behind her. Always been a loner. That description of both main characters made her instantly think of Luka. She never saw him hanging out with anyone besides his sister and her friends, and she couldn't recall any friends mentioned aside from her classmates. For such a sweet and caring boy, Luka did seem to be quite the loner.

"This is going to be great, right, Em?" Alya elbowed Marinette, which brought her attention back to the laptop. "Something up?"

"No. Just was wondering if we should ask Luka again to join us."

"I don't know if he'd be into watching a movie," Rose offered. "He's really into music, and likes socializing with us, but I don't think I've ever seen him just sit and watch something."

"He prefers being more interactive," Juleka added. "Reading books and watching films or TV is too passive."

"Oh." Marinette gave the stairs one last glance as the movie started.

Everyone was instantly sucked into the cliché romance movie. Gareth was suave, charming, a bit damaged, and his actor was handsome. Julia was strong, humorous, wounded, and her actress was almost blindingly beautiful. The chemistry between the leads was palpable, and from the moment they were on screen together it was obvious that they both wanted the other, even if Julia denied Gareth.

The girls alternated between passing around the popcorn bowl and the box of tissues as the drama continued to unfold between the leads. Scenes were also frequently accompanied with hushed mutterings of how the leads had characteristics that very much matched Ivan, Nino, or Juleka, depending on the situation.

Gareth's attempts to get Julia to fall for him was also very much like Chat Noir, Marinette quietly contemplated as the movie slid into its third act. In an instant she went from rooting for Julia to accept Gareth to hoping Gareth learns his love for her is enough; he didn't actually need them to be together.

In the end, Julia did open up to Gareth, who became part of her pit crew and toured with her on the motocross circuit. They rode off in the trailer together, the wind blowing through the windows, whipping Julia's short hair around her face as she gave Gareth a loving gaze. Her crew were all in the back, smiling at Julia's happiness. The trailer disappeared down the highway, and the credits started to roll.

"Wasn't that beautiful?" Rose squeaked as she blew her nose. Juleka instantly wrapped an arm around her, and rubbed her shoulder.

"Gareth is so much like my Ivan." Mylène pulled her knees up and hugged them; a huge grin on her face. "He seems like a loner, but he's really this gentle soul who wants to be loved. I'm so glad someone saw that."

"I get that, but I thought Gareth was more like Nino." Alya walked the empty popcorn bowl to the breakfast bar. "He was actually pretty goofy when he thought he could be himself. He was also willing to do whatever it took to defend Julia; a protector first and foremost. That's my man to a T."

"Goofy romantic also describes Rose," Juleka added with a little smirk, making Rose blush slightly.

"What about Adrien though?" Alya grew her own smirk as she leaned on the sectional back behind Marinette.

"Wh-what?" Marinette nearly fell off the sectional as Alya leaned in closer.

"I'm sure you saw bits of Adrien in Gareth as well, girl. So, what parts reminded you of him?"

"Was it his chiseled body and green eyes?" Mylène held up the DVD cover, which had Gareth and Julia on the front.

"Maybe it was how kind he was to everyone as he tried to make friends of his own?" Rose wiped more tears off her cheeks as she leaned into Marinette.

"Or how he never knew who his father was?" Juleka offered.

"Oh! Uh-" Marinette blushed as she realized it was actually Luka whom she was thinking of the whole movie. She never really knew much about Luka and Juleka's dad, or if they even had the same one. They never really talked about him. Luka was also a bit of a loner, even though he was one of the sweetest people Marinette had ever met. He seemed willing to do whatever it took to make his sister and her friends happy; anything to make sure Marinette was happy.

"I dunno. It's different for me and Adrien. We're not a couple."

Alya leaned further over the back of the sectional, making herself eye level with Marinette. "Yeah, but-"

"But nothing. He sees me as just a friend, so what's the point?" Marinette slid off the sectional. "Excuse me. I think I just need some air." She walked around the sectional and Alya, never taking her eyes off the floor.

"Marinette?" Rose stood, but Juleka grabbed her wrist and shook her head.

"Luka," Mylène mouthed to Alya, who nodded back and watched Marinette climb the stairs.

Marinette was greeted instantly by the sorrowful strumming of a lone guitar as she reached the deck. Luka sat at the bow, his eyes closed as he played. Nearly a quarter of his sandwich still sat on his plate beside him.

"Hey, Luka. I hope I'm not interrupting."

He didn't stop playing. He simply opened his eyes and slowly raised his head to acknowledge her.

"Not at all. Why aren't you hanging with your friends?"

"Well, they're your friends too, aren't they?" Marinette walked to the bow and leaned against it as Luka continued to play.

"I suppose they are, but you ladies need some time to yourselves too, don't you? I'm sure it could be weird to have Juleka's older brother hanging with you all the time."

"I wouldn't mind." Marinette truly wouldn't mind Luka spending as much time as possible with her, but at the same time, she knew he was right. Especially when she had Adrien Problems, it would certainly be weird to have Luka in the room too.

"You're very sweet, Marinette."

"This is a sadder song than you normally play." She moved his sandwich off the wooden crate beside him so she could sit down.

"I guess it was a bit of a sadder day, but it does seem a bit brighter now that you're with me." He shifted his fingers to a higher octave, and plucked the strings instead of strumming them. He even added some extra percussion beats by periodically tapping the guitar with his hand. It still had a soft melancholy undertone to it, but the new melody made Marinette smile.

"You shouldn't feel afraid to ask if you could hang out with us if you're feeling lonely or down."

"I appreciate the offer. You're always so kind, caring for others like that."

"Well, what about you? I feel like you're the one cheering me up every time I see you."

"About the same subject too, it seems."

He was right. She first met Luka while she was upset about Adrien not being able to come to the Music Festival. He had played a song to perk her up, and was kind to her until she smiled. Then she was upset about being a third wheel on Adrien's date with another woman. Yet again, Luka played her a song to lift her spirits and to vocalize, so to speak, the sorrow she had in her heart. At the ice rink, he did all he could to distract her from Adrien's date, in order to again make her smile. It nearly worked, too. Even at the end of their pseudo-date, Luka directed Marinette to talk to Adrien about her feelings. She had chickened out in the end, but it was sweet to know that Luka was cheering her on.

"Yeah, but I don't need help with that today. So today it's your turn." She gently bumped his shoulder with her own, careful to not hit his arm and disrupt his playing.

"You know what? I think just having you here is enough." He smiled at her, and switched up his fingering again. The melancholy left his song. His eyes closed and his head swayed a little as his fingers danced against the strings.

"Luka? If you don't mind me asking, do you have any friends outside of my classmates?"

He stopped playing.

"I like you guys. I don't really need any friends besides your class. You're all some really cool kids. You know that, right?"

"Yeah, I guess we are, but don't you have any friends from your own class? School seems like it would be boring without friends with you."

"It is, but things are different for my grade. We weren't taught to be as accepting and loving as you guys were. I just don't fit in with them, but that's fine, because I truly enjoy having all of you as my friends."

"That's so sad. I'm sorry you don't really connect with your classmates."

"Don't worry about it. It gives me time to think about my songs. Ones like this."

The notes were slow at first, but quickly picked up until they were practically skipping off the strings. Marinette couldn't help but smile as she tapped her foot along, and her head swayed in time with his. There was so much life and optimism in the song. So much cheerful energy. She could picture a lively strut through the bustling streets of Paris as Luka played each note. All too soon, the song ended.

"That was amazing! What was your inspiration?"

"You were, actually."

"Oh!" Marinette blushed as she looked at her knees, her hands gripped hard on each side of the crate she was sitting on.

"You're a very special person, Marinette. You're so upbeat, and cheerful, and determined whenever you're helping your friends. This is the song that should be playing whenever you're around, and the song that plays in your heart every moment of your life. If I could, I'd chase all sadness from your heart so the proper song could play within it instead."

"Luka, I-" He was so sweet. He was always so kind to her, and he was gentle. He was romantic, and subtly suave. He never once pressured her, and always wanted what was best for her. Could he truly be attracted to her as well? Was it possible that he didn't just think of her as a friend like Adrien did?

"I'm sorry. I know you like Adrien." Luka shifted away from Marinette. "I just wanted you to know the kind of life a girl like you deserved."

"Luka, we're friends, right?" She still couldn't bear to look at him. She was probably wrong. Luka was older than them. Marinette was his younger sister's friend and classmate, and Luka probably just thought of her as a surrogate sister.

"I will always be your friend, Marinette."

"I thought so." Another friend. She enjoyed having him in her life, and was glad that they were friends, but it figured that was all Luka wanted from her as well.

"Did you not want us to be friends?"

"No! No I do!" Marinette flailed her arms about a bit, nearly smacking Luka in the face. "I just- With that song, I thought- Nevermind."

Luka's grip tightened around his guitar. His eyes wide and gorgeously teal.

"Marinette? Did you want us to be more than friends?"

She wasn't sure. An hour ago, even ten minutes ago, she would have told him no. She was in love with Adrien, not Luka. However, Luka was right there. He was kind, and made her smile. She didn't stammer (as much) around him, and she loved spending time with him. It was clear that Adrien wasn't going to see her as more than "just a friend," but maybe Luka did. She deserved happiness, right? That's what Luka told her. So, maybe she could let her heart have him instead of Adrien.

"I- I don't really know. But, I think-"

Luka put down his guitar and leaned in close, so tantalizingly close. His eyes never once drifted from hers. It felt like he was searching her very soul, wishing for a specific answer, and she hoped she had the right one for him.

"Do you know how I feel, Marinette? About you?"

"I think so."

"If you aren't positive, I'd love to spend as much time as you need convincing you, but only if that's what you want."

"I do. I think I really do." Marinette leaned closer as well.

"I want you do to this for you, not for anyone else."

"I am."

Luka raised his hand to Marinette's jawline, and let it hover close enough to her cheek she could still feel his body heat.

"You sure?"

She nodded, and rested her hand on his, pressing it against her cheek. Her heart raced as she felt his fingers against her skin.

"Then, may I?" Luka whispered as his lips crept closer to hers.

Marinette nodded again.

He pulled gently on her jaw, angling her face better as his lips lightly brushed against hers. It was a sweet, chaste kiss, but electricity still shot through Marinette. Her arms moved on their own. One wrapped around Luka's waist, as the other reached up for his hair, holding him against her.

Luka actually liked her back. He wasn't Adrien, and that felt surprisingly amazing. There were no games. There were no nerves. She could reach out for him whenever she wanted, and he could do the same. His lips felt so soft, and his hair silky, but it was more than that. Her heart was playing the song Luka had written about her.

Far too soon, Luka pulled away, instead resting his forehead against hers.

"I can't believe I could ever be this lucky," he whispered.

"I'm the lucky one." Marinette discretely shifted her hand to her purse, wondering if Tikki's luck brought Luka to her.

Their quiet moment instantly imploded as four voices hooted at the top of their lungs, cheering and clapping for the couple. Marinette jumped as she turned to see Juleka, Rose, Alya, and Mylène at the top of the stairs, celebrating.

"How romantic!" Rose chirped and nuzzled her folded hands, one foot popped behind her.

"Well, so much for Adrien, I guess." Alya teased before giving Marinette a thumbs up.

"It's about time you two got together. Ivan and I were wondering what was going on between you two, and you know it had to be obvious if Ivan noticed it."

"I'm so happy for you," Juleka intoned.

Marinette blushed, but Luka took her hand, and she instantly felt fine. She was happy the girls found out. She wanted the world to find out. She was happy, and Luka gave that to her.

"Thanks, everyone. Sorry if I interrupted Girls' Day." Luka gave them all a soft smile, and Marinette instantly noticed it wasn't the same one he always gave her.

"This is way better than 'Girls' Day'." Rose ran over and pushed Luka and Marinette closer together. "Oh! We all need to set up Group Date Night!"

"Yeah, Nino has got to hear about this." Alya was already dialing as she walked to the stern of the ship.

"I need to let Ivan know too." Mylène briefly bounced on her toes before jogging back below deck to make her own phone call.

"Come on, Rose, let's give them space." Juleka took Rose's hand and pulled her below deck as well.

"Well, that got out quick," Luka chuckled, a bit embarrassed.

"I'm glad." Marinette tucked herself against Luka's side.

He again tapped his forehead against hers, his eyes closed as he took her in through that simple touch.

"Me too." He pulled back enough for their eyes to meet. "Do you mind if I indulge myself a little?"

Marinette brushed Luka's cheek, directing him back to her. "Only if it means I can too."

Their lips met once more, and Marinette hoped she'd never get used to the electricity that shot through her.

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Boyfriend! Park Seo Joon

Thank you so much for your request! This is the first of two Park Seo Joon scenarios for today! Whilst I’m a huge fan of his acting, I actually had to do a little research on him to ensure some of my thoughts matched with his documented personality through interviews etc. All the same, this is just my interpretation, so I hope you like it all the same!

The first part is more story/scenario based, and the rest is based off thoughts I have of him as a boyfriend.

Confessing:

Before Seo Joon saw you, he fell in love with your hands. Their movement caught his eye as he walked passed a coffee shop on the way to the set for work, watching as you sketched in your art book. He didn’t realise he had stopped moving altogether, to watch as you shaded in your subject on the paper until he noticed your movement pause and felt your eyes on his face. It unsettled him a little to be caught staring and he awkwardly smiled, bowed his head in apology and moved off to where he needed to be. And despite being professional on set, he couldn’t shake how pretty your hands were, the delicate shape of your wrist and the length of your fingers still playing in his mind when lunch break was called. He knew that after three hours of work, there was a slim chance that you’d still be in the café but he made his way back there, all the same, stopping suddenly when he saw you still seated in the window booth as before. You soon felt eyes on you and looked up, this time giving him a shy smile. After entering the store and ordering something to eat, Seo Joon had sat down at a nearby table, trying not to bring attention to himself at his incessant gaze as you worked. You finally collected all your belongings up and got out of your chair, disappointing him that he hadn’t figured a way to approach you yet. He couldn’t exactly go up and tell you that your hands were pretty; it would probably make you consider him as odd.

You were moving now but instead of going to the exit you were walking towards him and he blinked a couple of times, smiling at you when you stopped in front of him. He wondered if you recognised him or not, even with the hat over his face he was often stopped in the street. The way your eyes hesitated to let your words out confirmed his thoughts and he let out a breath, pasting a more professional smile onto his face.

“Did you want-”

“You have beautiful eyes,” you blurted out, a blush forming over your cheeks. He was unhinged, especially when you thrust the piece of paper at him. “I uh, drew this.”

He glanced down at the paper you had given him, his gaze widening at the sketch you had done of his face, with his eyes being the most detailed part of the piece. He was touched by your efforts, his fingers gently running over the artwork as if he could feel all the strokes individually as you did them. You went to move away with your embarrassment but he grabbed your arm to prevent your departure, looking down at the hand that had created this artwork and had him entranced earlier.

“You have pretty hands,” he finally told you, and your blush deepened. “But you forgot to do something for me.”

“What?”

“You forgot to sign your artwork. How am I meant to know who created this for me without it?” he asked and you nodded, reaching into your bag for your pencil and leant down to scratch your initials and the date beside your composition. And with a shaky breath, you turned it over, writing down your full name and number before standing up straight, avoiding his gaze and bowing in farewell.

Seo Joon grinned as he looked over your name and your stealthily attached phone number too. It didn’t take him long to punch the numbers into his phone, ringing your number and placing the device up to his ear.

“Hello?”

“It’s me, the guy with the eyes.”

“Ah, and I’m the one with hands,” you played along, your giggle making him chuckle. You clearly felt more confident talking to him this way.

“I wondered if I could take your hands on a date?”

“I don’t know, they might be a little busy.”

“Too busy for beautiful eyes?” he questioned and felt a little drunk on your continued laughter. “I mean, I’m a pretty good date.”

“Are you really?” you mused and he nodded even though you couldn’t see him. “Well, I guess my hands would like to go on a date with you, Park Seo Joon-ssi.”

“So you did recognise me, huh.”

“How could I not?” you replied, and he was certain you were blushing again.

“So it’s a date?” he confirmed, and you agreed, telling him you’d wait for his text with the time and place. He hadn’t expected to end the day with new plans, but as he stared down at your drawing, he knew that he couldn’t you pass him by at all. There was something magical about you, and he was excited to find out what it was that captivated him.

Starting out:

Seo Joon isn’t as outgoing as he professionally appears to be and you were surprised to find a quieter nature within the man from the strong, confident types he played as an actor. Although he isn’t incredibly introverted either, he definitely took things slowly with you.

There was a lot of flirty banter, but even more, there was a need to connect on a conversational level, to make sure you felt the same way about your interests and opinions in life. And even though you didn’t agree on everything because that would just be odd, the way he appreciated your differences made your heart swoon for him further. You could tell Seo Joon liked your respect for his thoughts as well.

You were hesitant though. It was all fine the first couple of dates, perhaps because it felt like you had stepped into a Korean drama with how easily you had connected in the first meeting and date that evening. But as the weeks went by with a lot of talking through text messaging or night time phone calls, you realised this was your own reality and wondered if you could really accept that this gorgeous man who loved holding your hand in his whenever he met you was actually the real deal. You didn’t have a lot of dating experience and now you were choosing to be with someone who held a job that put him in the public limelight. It would mean your relationship was going to be different in some ways and you were concerned if you were good enough.

It was foolish to doubt yourself because Seo Joon knew that you were someone he couldn’t easily give up on. He was happier now that he met you, fulfilled in a way that didn’t happen even when he was constantly surrounded by friends, family and his staff members. It was a loneliness that he hadn’t realised he was still experiencing until you filled the void completely. Now with you on his mind constantly, exciting him as you grew closer and allowing him to have fantasies that he hadn’t thought of in some time, Seo Joon knew it was more than just your hands that had captivated him.

And this is why he was cautious with how much you were in the public eye around him, not wanting his lifestyle to become a burden to you. Although you were more understanding than most women he had met in life, he still wanted to protect you, to keep you out of the negativity that came with dating a celebrity. He never mentioned his relationship to anyone outside of his family and immediate circle of friends, and he frankly he had no desire to either. It meant a lot of your dates were in less crowded environments before they ended up just being at your apartment or his, both of you now comfortable enough to spend time together alone in the comforts of your homes.

Dating pros:

Seo Joon is a communication king. It was evident pretty early on into your relationship that this was fundamental for both of you. Your thoughts evoke some passion in him and although you are beautiful, so is your mind too. There is nothing better than knowing the man you love could talk to you about anything and know that he wouldn’t avoid talking about any difficult situation with you.

This means when it comes to arguments, you can talk your way through them, and it’s not often that you’re actively arguing as you have the ability to catch things before they reach that level.

He is naturally thoughtful, but in a way that isn’t to spoil you. Sure his affections are endless and you do feel insanely lucky whenever he wraps you up in one of his hugs, he is the type to take good care of you without crippling your own ability to do so too. He considers the way you speak of things and acts accordingly, always putting thought into the things he gifts you with. You definitely don’t receive a bunch of unusable knick-knacks, though he did have a small affinity for buying you cute stuffed animals whenever he was going away and couldn’t take you with him, just so he knew you wouldn’t be lonely. Every other gift has a purpose or a meaning behind it, and you appreciate this aspect to him. Not to mention, it is something you practice back with him, looking out for him over things he’d miss whenever he gets too busy or stressed out with work. Nothings better than a home cooked meal, massage and snuggles on the couch to make him feel like the most loved up man in the world.

Your relationship is an even balance of laid back and natural, but with a level of seriousness that matches your personal beliefs as a person and a partner. Whilst you know how to have fun with your boyfriend, you definitely care for each other in a mature, loving way. Your relationship isn’t based solely on the present (though it obviously is what you focus on a lot of the time), both of you have future goals that you have shared with each other and aim to meet along the way.

He is a gentleman and romance with him has a lot of traditional values mingling in which make your heart swoon every time he places his coat over you when it’s freezing out or surprises you with a candlelit dinner at home. After all this time together, he was still the same as he was in the beginning, and it was so attractive to have a man who believed in love like this. But he also held a lot of modern-day chivalry beliefs (except he’ll never let you freeze) and the mix between old and new is appreciated by you.

Dates aren’t always at home now and they are never repetitive. You do everything together, meet up with friends and family, and go to concerts or movies; even things like doing groceries together seem like a date. You have travel dates too! In fact, travelling the world together is a shared hobby, being able to explore different cultures together and rack up new memories is very rewarding.

Speaking of family, from early into dating Seo Joon introduced you to the people who matter the most to him and you had a good relationship with his family – heck you were basically family yourself now. The same could be said about yours with him; they treated him fairly and often gushed about him as their son in law.

Working out together is an important element, one you hadn’t expected to enjoy as much as you do now. Seo Joon is very good at assisting you in your training and his dedication to his health and body is no joke. You have definitely adopted some of his habits over time and admittedly, this relationship was great for your figure too. Speaking of figures, his body amazing and getting to see him in gym clothes is a bonus. I mean it’s not like you haven’t seen under his clothing either but we’ll save that until the intimacy section, shall we?

Clothing and fashion is an interest he has and together you both know how to make staple pieces look good with accessories and current trends. You don’t really need help in this department, being an artist means you have your own interest in how to create looks. But admittedly, you are pretty chic together at times and then comfortable at others. You aren’t into couple clothing, but you do have a couple bracelet and a few of matching scarves too since they are one of your favourite accessories, especially in the cooler weather.

You admire his self-maintenance, his professionalism and humble way of presenting himself. You knew your boyfriend had worked really hard to get where he is and isn’t idle in any way. It’s a mutual feeling though because Seo Joon is enamoured by your skill as an artist, in how you can use different mediums through painting, drawing and sculpting effectively. He admires your creative mind, and how dedicated you are to improving yourself with each piece of work. Plus, he’s lucky enough to be your favourite model these days and happily poses for you any time you request him to.

Finally, you are a part of his work too, helping him practice his lines, dramatically acting things out until you’re giggling at the humorous scenes, or crying when things are sad. Seo Joon loves how much energy you put into the relationship, and is thankful for your endless support for his career.

Dating cons:

Let’s get the most obvious one out of the way. His work demands a lot of his attention and time. Sometimes he can be on set for an entire week, and if he has to travel to locations around the country, or worse overseas, he can be hard to reach at times. But you knew this from the beginning, and sure it has its downsides, but you aren’t blind to any of this either.

He easily makes friends even though he is reserved in nature at times, as his attentive way of treating people attracts many people to him. Seo Joon’s generous mannerisms mean he can offer too much of himself to maintain relationships with various friends, both in the celebrity world and personally. It means even when he has free time in his schedule, he is still fully booked up and it frustrates you when he becomes exhausted. You know he means well and you support him as much as you can, but there are times where you need to put your foot down and stop him, which makes him frustrated at you. Sometimes you fight over this behaviour which makes you both feel pretty guilty because it isn’t an easy topic for either of you.

He often gets asked out by other celebrities. In the beginning, when your relationship wasn’t mentioned it made sense but now that he’s announced that he’s dating a non-celebrity you had hoped this behaviour would settle. And you know it was petty of you because you trust Seo Joon completely, but it isn’t easy to know he has so many love requests from the beautiful women you had once admired through the television screen. It sometimes makes you feel insignificant if you put any weight into your insecurities. You attempt your best not to allow this behaviour to rise often, but it is something you hadn’t been ready for, admittedly.

He sometimes takes a bit of time to step out of a role he’s been acting in and the changes in his own mannerisms when he’s deeply affected by his characters can be accidentally shared within your relationship, confusing you when he seems closed off as he tries to deal with letting go of his role.

Naturally, with any demanding type of job, he faces stressed moments in life like anyone can but he can become quite critical of himself during these times and it’s hard to dislodge the way he’s thinking.

He’s naturally quite competitive and when his mind is on a task, he’s not going to budge until it’s completed. Whilst this is a good trait normally as it shows his persistence and determination, it can also have the negative effect of not knowing when to give up and admit it’s too much for him. This is also apparent when you actively argue; Seo Joon’s not going to stop pushing his own viewpoint as the correct one unless you can give him sufficient evidence that unsettles his persistence that he is right.

Intimacy:

We arrive at the point that any PSJ fan would know about, this man can kiss.

Intimacy isn’t all about his lips on yours, but if you want to know more about how he will take your breath away, you can check out his Different Kisses HERE.

The type to greet you when arriving home from work regardless of what time it is; an unspoken rule that it’s perfectly acceptable to wake you at three am so he can hold you in his arms and release all his withheld affections on you from being away.

Lots of hugging, back, front, side – heck he even once rolled onto his side as you laid reading together with your heads side by side and hugged you like that, kissing your stomach and making you giggle at the awkward yet endearing position. If he can have it his way when it’s just you two he’d be hugging you all day and night.

Loves snuggling on the sofa with you, leaving kisses on the top of your head or temples.

An equal balance of telling you how he feels about you, and showing you with actions, his eyes intense either way.

Loves hearing you moan out his name as he’s riling you up during making out sessions.

Sex is passionate and I don’t see him having any major kinks, he’s not going to be dominant all the time but definitely going to like having control too from being naturally competitive. An equal effort on seeing who can be the one moaning first most of the time you lose, but are you really losing when you’re with him? Loves oral – both giving and receiving and likes to body worship, ensuring every inch of you feels intense pleasure.

The tempo can be soft and sensual or fast and heated, but either option has you both in a complete mess after.

His body is in great shape as is yours from all that working out so you have great stamina if you get what I mean.

Aftercare is very attentive; Seo Joon likes to ensure you’re both comfortable and cleaned up. He holds you in his arms and whispers out love confessions until you both fall asleep wrapped up in your love.

Dating Seo Joon is the type of mature relationship you always dreamed of having. The type with the fairytale beginning, the natural connection and growth but with realistic obstacles that you need to face for success as a couple. Knowing that he’s the man you see your every step in life with is overwhelming but very fulfilling and each step closer to your shared goals makes you feel like the luckiest person alive.

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