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ajalholland · 8 days ago

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Awkward (Cloud Strife x reader)

Note from author:(I lost a bet, and this was what I was told to write... The whole one shot is a joke)

Cloud's heart skipped a beat as he laid eyes on the stunning girl, (Y/n). He felt his cheeks flush as he approached her, tongue-tied and awkward. As he drew near, he opened his mouth, fully intending to say something charming and witty. But instead, in a moment of sheer stupidity, the words that tumbled out were: "Would you have my babies?"

(Y/n) was stunned into silence, her cheeks turning bright red, her mind racing as she tried to process the unexpected words that came out of a stranger's mouth. "Uh - what?," she managed to stammer out. She stared at Cloud in disbelief, her mind still reeling from the sudden and blunt proposal.

Cloud's face immediately turned crimson red as he realized just how ridiculous he sounded. He frantically fumbled over his words as he tried to backpedal. "I-I mean, uh - I- I didn't mean - well...," he stuttered, desperately trying to salvage what was left of his dignity.

(Y/n)'s initial shock gave way to a mix of amusement and curiosity, her lips curving into a small smile at Cloud's adorably flustered reaction. She couldn't help but find his awkward fumbling endearing in a way. "Oh...I see," she said, her voice laced with a hint of teasing. "You just casually go around asking girls to have your babies?"

Cloud's face flushed an even deeper shade of red at (Y/n)'s playful response. He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, feeling more embarrassed by the second. "No, no, of course not," he blurted out, trying to keep his cool. "I just... I don't know what I was thinking. It just came out. Sorry, it's stupid. I mean, I don't even know you. I don't even know your name."

He looked at her expectantly, hoping she'd offer her name as a way to steer the conversation in a different direction.

(Y/n) chuckled softly at Cloud's flustered demeanor, finding it incredibly charming. She decided to put him out of his misery. "It's quite alright," she reassured him. "Sometimes things come out a bit...unexpected, don't they?" She offered him a warm smile. "My name is (Y/n)," she introduced herself. "(Y/n) (L/n)."

A wave of relief washed over Cloud as (Y/n)'s warm smile and introduction helped ease his embarrassment. He chuckled at her comment, realizing just how much of a fool he must have made of himself by asking such a absurd question. "(Y/n)," he repeated, the name rolling off his tongue. "It's a beautiful name." He extended a hand towards her, still feeling a bit awkward but slowly regaining his composure. "Cloud Strife," he said, introducing himself as well.

(Y/n) accepted Cloud's handshake, a soft smile still playing on her lips. "Thank you, Cloud. Nice to meet you." She studied him for a moment, taking in his appearance. He was undoubtedly attractive, in a rugged sort-of-way. There was a hint of vulnerability behind his awkwardness that she found endearing.

"So, Cloud," she began, a playful note in her voice, "asking girls to have your babies is not your usual pick up line, I presume."

Cloud's cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red at (Y/n)'s playful jab. "No, no, it's not," he stuttered, trying to force a nonchalant tone. "I mean, I don't usually – I'm not good with, uh, girls. That was just – it was the first thing that popped into my head, I guess."

He rubbed the back of his head again, feeling like a complete idiot. "Please don't hate me.." he muttered, sheepishly.

(Y/n) couldn't help but let out a small burst of laughter, the sound warm and amused. "I don't hate you, don't worry." She smiled, her tone teasing. "Though don't go saying that to any other girls. You might just get arrested."

Cloud let out a sigh of relief, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips. A small, awkward chuckle escaped him as she teased him. "Yeah, I think I'll steer clear of that line in the future," he laughed, realizing just how ridiculous it was. He glanced at her, his heart skipping a beat again as he took in her smile. "You're not... going to tell anyone about this, are you?" he asked, a hint of pleading in his voice.

(Y/n) pretended to mull it over, a playful expression on her face. "Hm, I don't know," she said, her voice light and teasing. "It depends."

Cloud's heart skipped another beat as (Y/n) dragged out her answer. He raised an eyebrow, curious now. "Depends on what?" he asked, a hint of nervousness in his voice, fearing her answer.

(Y/n) chuckled softly, enjoying the playful interaction between them. "It depends on whether you can make it worth my while," she replied, a hint of mischief in her eyes. "Maybe a little bit of bribery?"

Cloud's eyebrows shot up in surprise at her playful demand for a bribe. "Bribery, huh?" he chuckled, unable to help the amusement in his tone. He pretended to think for a moment, tapping his chin thoughtfully. "And what exactly would I have to give you for your silence?" he asked, his expression a mix of curiosity and playful challenge.

(Y/n) grinned, enjoying the banter between them. "Oh, I don't know," she said, feigning a thoughtful expression. "Maybe a favor, something that could be useful to me in the future. Or perhaps," she added, her voice dropping to a flirty murmur, "you could owe me a date." She laughed faintly, clearly enjoying the game.

Cloud couldn't suppress the feeling of excitement that fluttered in his chest at her mention of a date. He tried to play it cool, a sly smile on his face. "A favor, eh? Or a date..." he mused, pretending to weigh his options. He let out a dramatic sigh, as if the decision was an immense burden.

"You drive a hard bargain, (Y/n)," he said, shaking his head in mock resignation. "But... I suppose if it keeps you from sharing my embarrassing moment with the whole world, I can do a date."

(Y/n) chuckled, her smile widening at Cloud's playful response. "Well, when it comes to blackmail, I'm a tough negotiator," she teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Her expression softened slightly.

"A date, it is then," she confirmed, a hint of anticipation laced in her voice.

Cloud let out a soft breath, feeling a wave of relief and excitement wash over him as (Y/n) agreed to the date. A tiny, shy smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Great," he said, the word escaping with a slight hint of eagerness. He quickly tried to play it cool, clearing his throat and putting on his usual, nonchalant demeanor.

"Uh, I mean...Yeah, whatever..." He rubbed the back of his head, feeling his heart flutter in his chest.

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#ff7 #ff7 x reader #final fantasy 7 #final fantasy x reader #cloud strife #cloud strife x reader #cloud strife ffvii

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jaysswlvrr · 1 year ago

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Hatred

Summary☆ You and Jake were the most popular kids in school, but I never got along. You hated him. Soon, that would change.

Paring☆ Y/n x Jake

Warnings☆ Swearing, teasing, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), kind of mean dom jake, in the begging jake was kind of sub, slightest degration, nicknames, reader is on pill, slut shaming :(

You sat next to jake in lesson ignoring whatever he said.

"y/n and jake you are partners for the project" your teacher announced.

"ughhh " you groaned

"meet me at my house, around 7pm?" jake questioned.

"whatever, I hate you" you said before walking out the ended lesson.

" if she hates me that much, ill fuck the hatred out" he muttered to himself before walking out too.

Luckily, you never heard that part and skipped away to your friends house.

You were now home from your friends house and had just woke up realising you had to revise with jake. The only thing running through your head was "i dare you to make jake hard" one of your friends had dared you to do that after you said you weren't scared of doing anything, but this was on a whole another level. You had no other option to do, so you stood up and did you hair and makeup but leaving your high shorts and low-cut shirt.

ding dong

You rang his doorbell, fascinated by the size of his mansion but kept your cool. A few seconds later a shirtless jake opened the door welcoming you in. He had sloppy eyes which showed that he had just woken up from a nap, he somehow looked cuter.

Now its flirt mode (try not to cringe)

"Hii jakee, oh my gosh you've never looked cuterr" you said whilst running a finger on his abs "there rock hard" you looked up at him flutterring your lashes.

He couldn't even speak.

"Are we not going inside" he questioned moving your hand away gently.

Jake never showed he was flustered so you weren't shocked.

He led you into his bedroom which was way neater that you thought before siting down on a chair. You took of your jacket revealing you shirt hoping jake would notice.

He came back wearing a hoodie and sat next to you with spread out legs and papers ready to work.

time skipp

You have been studying for a while now and had enough.

"Jakee can we have a break-" but you stopped to notice jake staring at your- cleavage?

This gave you the idea to bend over slightly more to expose your chest.

"So, would you like to tell me what your staring at?" you said with a smug look on your face.

Before he could speak you climbed onto his lap, your clothed cunt now on his hard dick.

"Damn your really hard, do I look that good?"

mission accomplished (Hehe)

You started grinding slow but hard unto him.

"fuck" he groaned "you know how much of a fucking slut you are" but you just giggled. He lifts you off him and you lose any tension you had between him.

"whyy" you whimpered "I hate you"

"that's exactly why we are here today" jake said.

He started coming closer to you and before you could move anymore behind you back hit the wall, he grabbed your wrists with one of his big hand and lifted them above your head.

He used his other hand to slightly pull down your shirt to reveal more of your breast.

"this is what you've been teasing me with this whole time huh, you whore"

All you could do was let out little whimpers and look down.

"now any hatred that you have in me will be fucked out until the only thing in your mind will be my name" he spoke.

You looked up at him in shock whilst letting out a nervous laugh but you realised he was being dead serious.

"J-jake i think this is too far" you said with a cracking smile, but its not like you could go anywhere as jake had you trapped in his embrace, staring directly at you.

All of a sudden he started smirking which gave you shivers "if you don't strip by the time I'm back you'll be done"

done?

Well, you weren't risking anything and as soon as he left you took of your layers of your pyjamas. You hadn't even realised that you wore your light blue lingerie under.

You were now practically laying on his bed waiting for him to come back, as if he could hear your thoughts, he entered the room, once again, shirtless.

"Get up" he ordered sticking his hand for you to hold onto him. You grabbed his hand as he suddenly push your stomach onto the cold desk making you silently moan.

Without any doubt you were soaking with arousal which made jakes job easier. He started rubbing his veiny finger along your clothed pussy.

"Ughh please touch me jake" you pleaded.

"I am y/nn" but he wasn't properly, and he knew that.

"Jakee pleasee, actually" you both knew he was soaking hard as well but he clearly loved seeing you plead instead.

He didnt hesitate and pulled down your now ruined panties and stared at your dripping pussy.

"woah"

But all you could do was whimper and sulk about him not being in you even though you have been waiting so patiently.

He quickly enters you with a sharp thrust. And wow he was hard. He didn't give you anytime to adjust. He kept a steady, speedy pace which had you clenching around him already.

"If you keep doing that ill cum already" but you couldn't help yourself, his dick fit inside you like a finger around a ring.

"Fuckk jake I'm going to cum too"

He suddenly pushes your head down onto the ice cold desk, hitting a different angle.

"Jake!" you yelled

You quickly reached you orgasm followed by him.

"Where do you want me to cum?"

You pulled out from him and kneeled down with pleading eyes and a stuck out tounge.

"fuck" he groaned

You wrapped your lips around his cock as he started thrusting into you, his sperm creaming your mouth. You swallowed every bit without hesistation.

"Youre such a fucking slut" he argued.

" im your slut"

"And i still fucking hate you." You said.

"Then were going to have to have another round."

"Sure"

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☆Thank you for readingg pookie☆

@dependsontheday @jaeyunsprincxss

#enha x reader #enhypen #jake smut #jake x reader #enhypen heeseung #enhypen smut

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sleepysnoots · 5 months ago

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Hey, I saw your post and I was wondering if you could do a Stone x rich fem!reader, something like enemy to lovers, maybe? Thanks!! 💖

Thus has been rotting away in my drafts so i hope you guys like it also there might be a part two no promises tho

Stone x fem reader

Y/n is mentioned once cause pronouns were getting boring

And theres no warnings maybe stone being really fucking drunk

Not proofread

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Stone was walking the streets of ramshackle with vinnie and skipp. Vinnie was munching on stolen bread as she yapped about a plan she’s been plotting

Stone was in his own world really, very uninterested on what vinnie was saying as he took a swig of the bottle in his hand, until someone bumped into him causing the bottle to spill all over his face

Stone frowned as he looked at the person wiping the liquid off with his sleeve

“Hey watch where your goi-,” he paused realizing who it was before frowning “oh it’s you”

The girl he knew as y/n stood in-front of him, she wore a long fancy cream dress with boots her hair tied up in a bun as she looked at him with an equally disgusted look

She crossed her arms

“Ugh what are you looking at”

She sneered glaring at him

“Nothin pretty”

He muttered making her scoff

“Haha very funny”

She said sarcastically whilst rolling her eyes

“Ugh just get out my way freak. ”

And after saying that she shoved past stone earning a scoff from him as he watched her storm off

Vinnie glared at her grumbling before nudging stone with her elbow “what a bitch” she said to stone earning a nod from him

But stone seemed off, he was still watching her walk down the street.

Vinnie noticed this and saw a small tint of pink on his cheeks.

“No fucking way”

Vinnie laughed

“Theres no way!”

She said in disbelief skipp also noticing and smiling widely

“STONE HAS A CRUSH ON THAT RICH GIRL?”

Skipp teased equally as shocked as vinnie

Stone shook his head looking down at the two

“What? No i dont! shes such a bitch for no reason why-“

Vinnie cut him off with a huge grin

“You like women who talk down to you”

She wiggled her eyebrows with a huge teasing grin

“WHAT! No! i-i get out!”

He said a look of horror on his face as he pushed vinnie away, a huge blush was now present on his face.

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It was late, the busy town of ramshackle empty. Stone was clinging to anything near him, trying to at least stay balanced.

He stumbled his way into an alleyway falling into a pile of trash with a thud

He laid there brain feeling foggy

He might have gone a bit far today with the drinking

He laid there holding in his sick as he just rested his head on trash

“Stone?”

A voice called out as he lifted his head

It was y/n

He threw his head back with a groan

“Oh for fuck sakes of course its you”

He murmured his words coming out with a slur

She just rolled her eyes as she walked up to him

“I actually dont really care but im not that mean to just leave u here to die”

She said looking down at him realizing the state he was in

His cheeks were flushed his eyes glazed and hooded and he absolutely reeked of alcohol

“You look like shit” she said

Stone went to go and reply with some snarky comment but the minute he opened his mouth he threw up all over the ground

Y/n tried not to gag as she watched this but watching how vulnerable he was right now she decided to help him

Kneeling down next to him dodging the sick she started to pat his back helping him throw up the alcohol

After a few minutes he stopped sick dribbling down his chin as his skin got paler

“Fucking hell stone you need to stop drinking”

She muttered genuinely concerned

“F-fuck you i dont need your stupid opinions”

He slurred looking up at her

She rolled her eyes before holding out her hand

“Here look I’ll take u home so ur not left here im sure vinnie and skip can look after you”

He glanced at her his already flushed face turning brighter

He hesitantly took her hand as she guided it around her shoulder helping lift him up so he was stood next to her, he felt a hand slide across his back to his side as she gripped onto him trying to hold him up

“Your surprisingly lighter then i thought”

She chuckled

Stone coward looking to the side his face flushed

“Shut up”

He muttered

She just giggled helping carry him to vinnie and skipp

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Ill probs post a part two to this because i think it’s adorable but i realized i havent posted in a while so boom here u go stone simps 😘😘

#ramshackle #send requests #stone ramshackle #idk how to tag this #ramshackle fics #fluff #stone x reader ramshackle #x reader

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dragonzfanfics11 · 2 months ago

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《☆Stone x Small Rockstar! Reader!☆》

Pt1

Quick key- stone vinny skipp you

Warnings- swearing, probably spelling errors, turned into f!reader ad that's just how it's gonna stay cuz it's easier for me to write

Summery- they go back to the br/joint to see you again and stone gets flusterd from your friendly comments

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~《The next day》~

"ughhhhh.......my head.."

Stone groaned as he sat up his head pounding from all the drinking the other night

"Morning stone!"

"Hey there lovebird"

"The hell you just call me?"

"Nothing! Just thinking of how you where looking at the guitarist the other night"

"And.....kinda flirted with her?"

"What the fuck you just say skipp?"

Stone whipped his head around at skipp wide eyed his cheeks slightly pink

"Oh yeaaa! You got drunk and ended up flirting with her before she left"

Vinny chuckled at the remark and stone sits there casually rethinking life

"But hey it worked out in the end!"

Skipp said after a few moments and stone looked up at him confused but also slightly hopeful that he maybe didn't mess up this time

"What do you mean?"

"Oh someone's hopeful! Anyways she gave us her band schedule! She told us if we wanted we can stop buy and get a free dinner with her!"

"Really?..."

"Mhm! She said we seem like a fun group to be around and she'd like to get to know us!"

"Especially you~"

Stone rolled his eyes at Vinny with a scoff but couldn't help the small blush forming in his cheeks

~《Later that day》~

They all go back to the small bar/joint when your next show was gonna start, it took Vinny and skipp a while to convince stone to come back but eventually he did

"Hey you guys made it!"

You smile as you make your way over to them

"Hii!"

"Heyy!"

".....hi"

Stone blushes when he sees you again you look even more gorgeous if that was even posable to him, stone snaps out of his thoughts when Vinny elbows him giving him a smerk earning a glare from him

"Theres a table near the stage we can take its big enough for all of us"

"Sounds great!"

They follow you over to the table it's a booth, like the once in restaurants, big enough for two people on both sides

Vinny and skipp look at each other then at stone before quickly taking one side for themselves

"Me and skipp can sit over her stone you can share a side with......i don't think we got your name actually"

"Oh right I was in such a hurry last night we couldn't introduce ourselves"

You chuckle softly as you slide into the other seat and sit down, stones just standing there for a second blushing before he awkwardly sits down next to you

"Well im y/n"

"Nice to meet you y/n!"

"Im Vinny this is skipp and the drunk guy you where talking to last night is stone"

Stone glares at Vinny still awkwardly sitting next to you and you chuckle softly

"Well it's nice to meet you guys and it's great to properly meet you stone, y'know when your not drunk"

"I-i uhh....ya...ya it's nice to meet you to y/n"

He says slightly awkwardly while acting like he didn't care, his face still tinted pink in the dim lighting

"Is that in Irish accent?"

"Hm? O-oh uhh yea..."

"Wow I've never met someone with an Irish accent before it's actually pretty cool!"

"R-really?"

While you and stone talk Vinny and skipp just sit there watching with amused looks

"Ya there's not many people around here with accents let alone irish!"

Stones red as a tomato at this point but it's to dim in the room to see it 'your also oblivious to this sorta think just because lol'

"Hey y/n shows about to start come on!"

"Coming! Sorry I've gotta go maybe we can talk after the show?"

"Yea, yea let's do that.."

And with that you run off to join your band on stage

"I think you jut fell harder for her"

"Shut up!"

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Ok I kinda like this so far should I make this a series? I think I'll also take some requests for a while maybe, if requests do open feel free to requests things to keep this possible series going!

#vinnie ramshackle #skipp ramshackle #stone ramshackle #ramshackle #ramshackle x reader #stone x reader

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the-original-skipps · 1 year ago

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JELOOOO since u wanted more inspo can i suggest a scenario where the reader actually gets found out and was kidnapped what would he do? anyways I HOPE U HAVE A GREAT DAYY

|| WHEN YOU GET KIDNAPPED. || SPY!SCARAMOUCHE ||

wow I didn’t think anyone would read my posts but I’m glad you did. thanks for the marvelous idea I hope you enjoy another dose of spy scara

You have no clue how you got yourself into this situation. One moment you were on your way back home from grocery shopping. The next you were covered in complete darkness.

Though it might just be the blindfold covering your eyes from seeing. With your sight gone you feel your other senses heighten. You can feel your heart beating erratically out of your chest, each breath you take known. The rope rubbing against your wrists leaves an uncomfortable burn. You repeat to yourself that you mustn't panic, by now someone must have noticed you were gone. The first person to come to mind was your boyfriend, Scaramouche. Tears prick your eyes at the thought of him and the possibility of never seeing him again.

Before you could further wallow in your sadness, you perk up at the sound of panicked shouts echoing throughout the room you were held in. You try to make yourself seem smaller hoping they wouldn't notice you. With every bang and shout you flinch in anticipation on when it would end. After a while the room goes deadly silent and you could only hear the sound of what you assume was heavy boots approaching you. You wait anxiously on what's to come next before you feel a hand gently cup your cheek. The sudden touch makes you flinch as your breath hitches, only next to be blinded by the sudden light. You grimace, slowly blinking bringing your sight to focus; you see a blur of black and indigo.

"Hey, are you hurt?"

Only when you hear a familiar voice your body perks up in remembrance, your eyes focus to see Scaramouche crouched down in front of you his brows furrowed with orbs speckled with worry. Your lips quiver as the tears you held back before come flowing naturally at the sight of your lover. He reaches around you to untie your hands, you wince at the burns they left. Once your hands were free you threw your arms around the man, burying your face against his chest. Holding him tightly as if he was just a mirage that might disappear if you let go. Words don't leave your lips, only cries and whimpers. You can feel Scaramouche sigh in relief as his once tense body relaxes at your familiar hold. His arms circling around you to return your embrace. "I...I'm glad you're okay." He whispers quietly as breathes in your known scent. You could only hold him tighter in response, a rush of emotions flooding you. You don't know how you got yourself in this situation but you were glad to know it ended with him.

Too absorbed within your emotions you failed to notice the number of unconscious bodies that lay around you or the stain of red on your lover's hands. No matter, he'll explain himself to you later for now he is just glad to have you back within his arms again.

#genshin impact #genshin impact imagines #genshin scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #wanderer x reader #wanderer x y/n #spy scramouche au #skipps writes #genshin impact reader insert #genshin impact x reader

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heartsformars · 7 months ago

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HEY RICH GIRL!!! ramshackle trio x rich! fem! Reader

TW: Robbery implied, violence implied, Vinnie being vinnie

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SKIPP

-The first few times you saw it, you probably didn't notice it was a scrap.

-Just a guy you sometimes had small talk with when you saw him around town. -so focused on the conversation that you didn't notice how two other guys were taking things out of your purse -or of the eventual feelings you started to develop for the boy. -At first you didn't get it but then I bought it. Declaring yourself wasn't a problem as you hadn't experienced rejection in your life -yet you were surprised to see that the guy accepted your confession… I mean, with so few conversations you exchanged a week, had he really managed to get feelings for you too? -Well, going more into the relationship skipp DEFINITELY wouldn't accept a confession out of convenience, he really doesn't seem to enjoy using a person for that sort of thing -but having you around is a real relief. -Although sometimes he's a little embarrassed to ask you for money, he doesn't even have to, you usually give him money as if you were giving him flowers. -And don't be afraid to give him things, he will accept and keep anything you give him, no matter if it's simple or something more elaborate. -he even gets surprised on some of his dates when you insist on taking him to expensive places when he was planning on just going to a field and hanging out together. -enjoying the company together -because at the end of the day, it doesn't matter your money or if you take him to fancy places, as long as you and him spend time together he will be satisfied <3

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STONE

-Honestly, at the beginning he didn't notice you much, in fact, he didn't even know your name. -He's not really the type to be interested in a specific person. -However, that time you helped the three of them steal some things, you really caught his attention. -A rich girl helping the poor? He even doubt your intentions for a moment, but it seemed like you did it with good intentions so he don't really question it too much. -However, you and him continued interacting until eventually it came to something more, even if at the beginning he refused to accept it, he couldn't hide the nerves he used to get when he was next to you or just looked at you… -he probably even confessed to you by accident by telling this to you, and you just stood there like "so you like me?" -after that it was kind of awkward, lucky for the boy that you shared these feelings. -getting more into aspects of your relationship, I feel like he's not really the type to express his love through gifts or physical affection. He's more about spending time with you or showing that he appreciates you through his actions. -although it doesn't bother him at all when you insist on giving him gifts and taking him to all sorts of places in ramshackle. -even if he acts a little angry, he really enjoys spending time with you. -although that doesn't mean he likes to spend so much time with a crowd of people -but out of everything, he really appreciates your efforts and sacrifices you make for him so he tries to return the favor... in his own way... - and he knows that you know that you both know that no matter what, you will always be together -even though it still bothers you that he smokes and gets drunk

VINNIE

-Let's be honest, she didn't see you as a potential partner at first. -It's not that she didn't like you or appreciate you, in fact, she was surprised by your kindness as a rich person and that you genuinely got together with her despite your status. -so you would be partially out of the scams and weekly robberies. -although you insisted on giving her money, and of course, who was she to refuse? -Eventually and eventually she started to feel strange when she was around you, I mean, she didn't feel that way with anyone, why with you? -Skipp was probably the first to find out when he asked her what was that weird feeling in her stomach every time she talked to you. -and ohh when he found out it was a low blow -She? Falling in love? It was such a far out scenario that even she didn't think it would ever happen. -but it happened -ok, and definitely (again) Skipp was the one who was most supportive of her confessing, stone wasn't that interested but he did his bit each tale -although even with the extra help you were the first one to propose, haha. -Ok, she doesn't know much how to show her love in a more "cheesy" way so she probably tries to throw compliments at you that end up in a somewhat awkward situation, but no amount of laughter will not lighten the mood. -She loves it when you give her things, even though sometimes she feels indebted to you, she gets over it quickly. -do you need support? She is your support! She would never really leave you alone, no matter the situation Need help beating up some guys? She can do it for you! And even with her eyes closed! - even if it means you have to stick up for her and her friends when they get in trouble with some of your colleagues. -But, even with her flaws, Vinnie is the best company you could have, and the best partner you could have wished for. -even if she did steal money from your mom.

— Not a request, but I wanted to write this, so sorry if it's a bit OOC lol, I'm cooking up a stone one-shot, so stay tuned guys.

#ramshackle #ramshackle x reader #ramshackle x you #stone x reader #stone ramshackle #vinnie ramshackle #vinnie x reader #vinnie x y/n #skipp ramshackle #skippskipping #Skipp x reader #ramshackle pilot #this is so stupid #I write this in like 30 minutes lol #Ignore this I just wanted to write smth #And not letting this blog so abandoned #i wrote this

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m1ckeyb3rry · 1 year ago

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Endure III: Girls

Series Synopsis: You and Eren Jaeger have been best friends since the age of two, but the two of you are destined for an inevitable tragedy. The world you have been born into is cruel; it is one where friends are traitors and enemies are allies, one where you find yourself doubting everything you've ever known. In this life, mistakes are fatal, and you must be careful, lest you make one too many.

Chapter Synopsis: You, Eren, and Dr. Jaeger go to meet a new friend, but the visit rapidly goes south.

Series Masterlist

Pairing: Eren Jaeger x Female Reader, Armin Arlert x Female Reader

Chapter Word Count: 5.3k

Content Warnings: swearing, canon-typical violence, sexual abuse (non-explicit), major character death, angst, original characters included

“Y/N!” Eren trilled, bursting into your house without even knocking. The nine year old boy spent as much time in your house as he did in his own at this point, so his sudden appearance did not shock anybody except for Merry, who barked once before realizing that it was Eren, who always brought some sort of treat for him. Today was no different, as Eren snuck the dog a piece of bacon before storming up to your room and banging on the door.

“OPEN UP, LAZY!” he shouted. You fell to the ground in a tangle of sheets, but you were not able to get up fast enough as Eren burst into your bedroom and nearly tripped over your prone form.

“What do you want, Eren?” you yawned, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes.

“First off, it’s twelve in the afternoon. Get up. Second of all, my dad and I are going to visit some family on the outskirts of Shiganshina, and they have a daughter our age! You should come, don’t you think it’ll be fun to have a friend that’s a girl?” he said.

“You already have a friend that’s a girl. Me,” you said.

“No, I know that. I mean for you to have a friend that’s a girl,” he said.

“Right! Yeah, that would be nice. Do you think she’d let me braid her hair?” you said.

“You’d have to ask her,” Eren said.

“Oh, what’s her name?” you said in excitement, already planning out the wonderful friendship you were going to have with this mystery girl.

“Umm...Mikasa Ackerman, I think,” he said, rubbing his chin in thought.

“That’s so pretty! We’re going to be best friends, I just know it,” you said in delight.

“I thought we were best friends,” Eren said. You stood up, discarding your blankets and rolling your eyes.

“Duh, of course we are, but Mikasa is a girl. She’ll be my girl best friend. It’s different,” you said.

“Fine, I guess. But you can’t exclude me,” he said with a pout.

“Just find Min-Min if we do, it’s not that big of a deal. Unless you want me to braid your hair,” you offered.

“You can,” he said. You eyed his hair critically before shaking your head.

“No. It’s too short,” you said.

“Oh,” Eren said.

“Yeah,” you said, “Now can you get out so I can get dressed?”

“Sure. See you downstairs,” he said. You waved at him before getting ready in your normal attire of a navy skirt, fitted white shirt, tan cardigan, and a white ribbon tying your hair up in a loose ponytail.

“I like your scarf, Eren, it’s a very nice color,” you said once you had rejoined him, your favorite stuffed animal tucked under your arm. It was a mythical beast called a “tiger,” a sort of big striped cat that could roar. You had named it Tiger, because you had been four years old when you had been gifted the thing by the Jaegers, and the name had stuck.

“Thanks, it’s new. Why are you bringing Tiger?” he said.

“Because! I want Mikasa to meet him,” you said.

“That’s a good idea,” he said.

“I think you’re rubbing off on me,” you said.

“Good. About time you started being smart,” he said.

“Mr. Hannes says I’m smarter than you,” you said victoriously.

“You’re lying,” Eren said.

“Am not. Ask him next time we see him,” you said. Eren did not have a response for this, so he scowled and marched out of your house. Grabbing an apple, you followed him, quite happy with yourself.

It was a lovely spring day as you skipped down the road to where Dr. Jaeger was waiting for you, Eren trudging loyally behind you. Mrs. Jaeger waved cheerfully when she saw you walking up the stairs.

“Hi, darling! Are you going to the Ackermans’ with Grisha and Eren?” she said.

“Mhm, yeah, that’s right! And I’m going to become friends with Mikasa!” you said, “Or at least I hope so. Do you think she’ll like me?”

“I’m sure she will. She lives all by herself out there in that cabin in the woods, so I don’t know if she has very many friends. You’ll be nice to her, right?” Mrs. Jaeger said. You nodded.

“Of course! I’m always nice. It’s Eren who’s a meanie, but only sometimes,” you said.

“I’m not a meanie! You’re a meanie!” Eren said.

“Not true! You’re so mean!” you said with a frown.

“No! Mom, she’s making that up. I’m super nice,” Eren assured Mrs. Jaeger, who only raised an eyebrow.

“Oh yeah? What about last week when you —?” you started before Eren cut you off by slapping his palm over your mouth.

“Shhhhh! Don’t be a tattletale!” he cried out in alarm.

“Eren, what did you do to Y/N last week?” Mrs. Jaeger sighed.

“Nothing!” he yelped. She shook her head and tugged at his ear.

“Your ears turn red when you lie, baby. What did you do?” she said, her hands on her hips.

“He ate the sandwich Mr. Orion gave me!” you helpfully supplied.

“Way to keep a secret, mouth!” Eren said.

“I never said I’d keep it a secret! I was really excited about that sandwich, Mr. Orion put goat cheese in it for me!” you said. Eren grinned.

“Yeah, it was a really good sandwich,” he said in fond remembrance.

“Butthead,” you muttered.

“You can’t mean that!” Eren said, tears gathering in his jade eyes at the cruel insult.

“I did,” you said gravely, “I’m still upset about that sandwich, you stupid loser from losertown.”

“No!” Eren gasped, “That was really harsh!”

“You’re not invited to my birthday party anymore,” you said, to add insult to injury. Eren’s jaw dropped, and he began frantically apologizing, promising to never eat your sandwich again, while you and Mrs. Jaeger just watched in amusement.

“Say, where’s your dad?” you said, interrupting his long-winded speech.

“Right here, Y/N. Are you two ready to go, then?” Dr. Jaeger said, appearing from seemingly nowhere and patting you on the head. You and Dr. Jaeger were friends. He was very pleased that you found medicine and anatomy cool, unlike Eren, whose only interest in the human body was how hard he had to hit it to make it break. Many nights, while Eren was asleep upstairs, you and Dr. Jaeger would sit by the fire, and he would show you illustrations of the different muscles and bones and how they all fit together. You already knew that when you grew up, you wanted to work with him, and he seemed perfectly alright with that idea.

“Have you met Mikasa before?” you said as you got into the carriage. It would take you most of the way, though you would have to walk on foot for the final stretch in the forest, since there were so many roots and things that the wheels would catch on.

“No,” Eren said from where he sat beside you, staring out the window.

“Quiet, Eren, I was asking your father,” you reprimanded him.

“Yes, I have. She’s a very sweet girl, though she’s rather shy. You’ll try to be friends with her, won’t you?” Dr. Jaeger said.

“If she’s nice and doesn’t have a bad attitude, then sure, we shouldn’t have a problem,” Eren said.

“Eren, this is why you only have two friends,” Dr. Jaeger said. You suppressed a laugh.

“Of course I’ll try to be friends with her! I even brought Tiger for her to meet,” you said, showing him the stuffed animal proudly. Dr. Jaeger nodded in approval.

“I’m sure she’ll be thrilled to meet him. And the two of you, of course,” he said.

“Is her hair long enough to braid?” you said.

“If I recall correctly, it is,” he said, pushing his glasses up his nose contemplatively.

“Eren! Did you hear that? I can braid Mikasa’s hair!” you said.

“Only if she lets you,” he reminded you.

“Oh yeah. Dr. Jaeger, do you think she’ll let me braid her hair?” you said.

“That’s something only Mikasa can answer, Y/N,” he said. You frowned.

“I hope so. I need someone to practice on,” you said.

“I already told you you can braid my hair!” Eren complained. You rolled your eyes before patting your lap.

“Okay, I’ll try. Come here,” you said. He lay his head on your lap and closed his eyes as you tried to braid his hair. As you had expected, it was far too short to actually properly braid, so you settled for making a bunch of tiny ones that stuck up everywhere, which kept the two of you occupied for the ridiculously long carriage ride.

“Eren, son, you look like a demon,” Dr. Jaeger said.

“Probably accurate branding,” you said. Eren inspected himself in the metal behind Dr. Jaeger’s bench.

“Okay, I do look kind of silly...but I’m not taking them out! Y/N worked hard on these braids, and I’m not going to ruin them because I look weird,” he said. You ran your fingers through his hair, effortlessly undoing the braids with one motion.

“It wasn’t that difficult, don’t worry. Now you don’t look weird,” you said when he looked affronted at your actions. He grumbled something under his breath, but it was not loud enough to be understandable, so you just shrugged and turned back to Dr. Jaeger, who was beginning to gather his things in his kit.

“Are we almost there?” you said eagerly.

“Yes, we are. Now, I want you two on your best behavior. Eren, that means no bothering Y/N. Y/N, please try not to antagonize him too much,” he said.

“I never ant-ag-o-nize Eren! Right, Eren?” you cooed. He gave you a dull look.

“I don’t know what that means,” he said.

“It means that I cause you to be violent. I don’t cause you to be violent,” you said.

“Yes you do,” he said, “How else am I supposed to protect you?”

“Violence is not always the answer,” Dr. Jaeger said diplomatically.

“That’s right, dad. Violence is a question, and the answer is yes,” Eren said.

“Eren!” you said, though you were fighting a laugh. “Bad! You can’t go fighting everyone you see!”

“I don’t fight everyone I see, just the people that mess with you and Armin,” he said.

“How about you don’t fight anybody?” Dr. Jaeger suggested.

“Hmm. I’ll think about it,” Eren said, though once his father’s back was turned, he shook his head at you, as if to say he would not even consider such a thing. You giggled quietly. This was how Eren operated: he fought first and spoke later. It was the opposite of Armin, who just wanted to talk things out. You were different yet again from the two, preferring to hide from conflict entirely and let your friends take care of the many little problems that plagued your lives.

The forest was alive with the sounds of birds chirping and the breeze rustling through the leaves. The sun was already beginning to set, proof of how long the ride to the Ackermans’ had been. Eren was like your shadow, watching over you with a protective gaze as you bounded through the trees. Dr. Jaeger led the way, both because he was the only one that knew where he was going and because his long strides were double that of you and Eren’s.

“Look at the butterfly!” you said, pointing at the pretty insect. It had orange, black, and white wings that it lazily flapped, drifting in the air before landing on the tip of Eren’s nose. The boy looked incredibly surprised, crossing his eyes to see it properly.

“Why is it on me?” he said.

“Because you must be magical or something! Fairy Princess Eren!” you said in delight. He scrunched his nose in distaste, and the butterfly flew away, startled. You watched it go sadly.

“I don’t wanna be a fairy princess! I’m a brave knight!” he said, picking up a stick and crouching before poking you with it. “On guard!”

“I’m not going to sword fight with you! You’re supposed to sword fight the bad guys to save me!” you said, your hands on your hips in disappointment at his severe lapse in judgement. He considered this before shrugging and pretending to fight some imaginary foe.

“Ha! I did it! I killed the evil men!” Eren said before bending his knees slightly. You immediately hopped on his back, and he took off at a run to catch up with his father.

“Go, horsie, go!” you said, patting him on the head as he sprinted as fast he could.

“I’m not a horsie!” Eren said.

“Well, I’m riding you, so you’re a horsie,” you said with a shrug, “Simple as that.” He did not have a proper response for this, so he continued to try and reach Dr. Jaeger without a word.

Arriving at the Ackerman household, Eren deposited you to the ground with a huff of breath, his face slightly red from exertion.

“You’re going to make a great first impression on Mikasa and her parents,” you said.

“It’s okay. I don’t care what they think of me. I made you happy, right?” he said.

“Yeah, riding you was pretty fun,” you said.

“So that’s all that matters. The Ackermans probably won’t even care,” he said. Dr. Jaeger gave you both warning looks before opening the door.

Something was wrong. It had to be, for Dr. Jaeger’s face went white, and his hands trembled. His lips parted in shock as he stared into the Ackermans’ house. You and Eren exchanged confused glances, but when you tried to peer around him, he pushed you back with his arm.

“Both of you, go wait by the foot of the mountain for me, okay? Do not go anywhere else. Do not move a muscle from that spot, is that clear?” he said. His tone was grave, and all playfulness from earlier had vanished. You hugged your stuffed animal tighter to your chest.

“Dad, what’s going on?” Eren said. Dr. Jaeger shook his head.

“It’s nothing. Get out of here, now,” he said.

“No! Tell us what’s happening!” Eren said.

“Is Mikasa okay?” you said quietly, worry for the stranger who already felt like your friend filling you.

“I don’t know,” Dr. Jaeger said gravely, “Her parents have been murdered, and she has most likely been abducted. I’m going to go contact the MPs so that they can try to find her kidnappers, but I need to know that you two will be safe.”

“I’ll protect Y/N,” Eren said seriously, grabbing your hand and leading you towards the foot of the mountain where Dr. Jaeger had indicated you should wait for him.

“I don’t think the MPs will get there on time,” you said as some strange energy began to thrum in your veins. This was you at your worst; the you that Eren hated, because you were foolhardy and reckless and he always had to dash in and save you, but you were not thinking about that. You were not thinking of anything but the fact that somewhere on this very mountain, Mikasa Ackerman was in danger.

“That’s not our problem. If I was alone, I’d go save her, but what if those people kidnap you, too? Then we’re really in trouble! We just have to trust the military police,” Eren said.

“She’s our friend!” you argued.

“We’ve never even met her,” he said. You wrenched your hand from his grasp and crossed your arms, adrenaline shooting through your body and your heart pumping. Eren’s eyes widened as he realized what you were going to do, but when you were like this, he could not stop you. Nobody could. Like this, you could march through hell and come out singing.

“I’m going to find her,” you said.

“Stop! Y/N, don’t be an idiot!” he shouted. Idiot, stupid, silly. All of those things described you, to be sure, but that was unimportant.

Don’t worry, Mikasa. Just stay alive. I’ll save you, even if Eren won’t help me.

You darted through the trees, the dim twilight sun your only source of illumination. You could barely see where you were going, and you had to rely on instinct to guide you.

You soon ran into another, far larger problem. You had no clue where to go or where Mikasa could be. What if she wasn’t even on this mountain? Had you run all of this way for nothing? You clutched Tiger tightly in your hands and looked around for some sort of clue as to your whereabouts, or perhaps hers.

Footprints in the mud. They were large, which meant they could not possibly be yours. Either they were the people who had kidnapped Mikasa’s, or they were some random stranger that might help you out or know something. Both possibilities were equally as ideal, so you resolved to follow them to where they led.

As you trudged through the mud, the energy from before started to fade, and you began to feel scared. An owl hooted somewhere, and a lone wolf mournfully howled. You shivered at the air, which had grown cold. What were you going to do even if you did find Mikasa’s abductors? You did not have any delusions of being able to fight them. You were not Eren. You were not brave or strong, but you had to see this through. You were the girl’s only hope.

The footprints led you to a small cabin in a little clearing. You could see the warm glow of a fire through the windows, and you sighed in relief. You had made it, though where you had made it, you were not sure. Still, you were at some destination. Reaching the door, you knocked quietly.

A tall man opened it, looking down at you in surprise.

“What’s a pretty little thing like you doing out here?” he said, blocking the room behind him. You craned your neck to try and see if Mikasa was back there, but your line of sight was obstructed by the man’s bulk.

“I got lost, sir. Do you think you could help me?” you said timidly. The man’s gaze was predatory and cruel, and a small smirk curled on his lips.

“Yeah, but only if you help me first. Think you can do that?” he said.

“Uh, I guess so,” you said. He reached out for you, and the lifting of his arms gave you a glimpse of the room behind him, where a girl was lying on the floor, tied up, with a small trickle of blood trailing out of her mouth. There was no doubt about it: that was Mikasa Ackerman, and you were in trouble. The man was about to do the same thing to you as he had to her, and you were powerless to stop it.

“Get away from my friend!” Eren shouted, and before anybody could move, a sharp knife came whistling through the air, striking the man in the neck. He collapsed backwards in shock, and you stared at his fallen figure in horror. Eren had just killed a man.

Sprinting the rest of the way to the cabin door, Eren shoved past you and took another knife, stabbing the other kidnapper in the stomach repeatedly until he finally groaned and died.

“Did you just...did you just kill them?” you said hysterically, creeping around the bodies to where Mikasa lay. You began to untie the ropes that bound her with shaking hands.

“I did, and I’d do it again. I told you this was a bad idea! You almost died!” he said.

“What’s going on?” Mikasa mumbled as you gave up on the ropes. Eren stomped over and began sawing at them, finally freeing the girl. She sat up in confusion, looking at the two of you.

“You were kidnapped, but we saved you,” you said. She blinked, and you figured she was in...what had Dr. Jaeger called it? Shock? Yes, she was probably in shock.

“Let’s get out of here,” Eren muttered.

“What about the third man?” she said. You and Eren exchanged looks of pure terror. Third man? There was no third man...or was there?

“What the hell happened here?” a thundering voice resounded deep in your bones. The three of you turned to the doorway of the cabin, where the final abductor had finally appeared, and he was not pleased at the deaths of his accomplices. His eyes locked on Eren, who still held the knife in his hand, and in one swift movement, he picked him up by the neck and began to squeeze the life out of him.

“You thought you could play the hero and come save your friends? Well, now you’re going to die for that mistake!” he snarled as Eren began to choke. The boy struggled, but it was futile. He gave you and Mikasa an entreating look.

“Come on, you two…” he wheezed out, “FIGHT!”

“Fight?” Mikasa repeated, still dazed. You could see the spark fading from Eren’s eyes, but it felt like you were the one being choked, your body immobile.

“Mikasa,” you whispered, “You have to help us.” She was strong. She was brave and strong, and she would save you, and she would save Eren. You had been foolish to think of yourself as her savior, when all along it was destined to be the other way around.

“I...can’t. I don’t know how,” she said in a panic, even as she lifted the knife, her entire body trembling, her ripped clothes hanging on her pale body giving her a ghostly appearance.

“Please, Mikasa,” you said as Eren’s head lolled back from the lack of oxygen and his struggles began to cease, “You have to fight.”

“Fight,” she affirmed.

“Fight,” Eren gasped out.

“Fight!” you shouted. She let out a determined cry before charging the third kidnapper, who dropped Eren in alarm and turned to face the whirlwind of fury and rage that was Mikasa Ackerman as she kicked him to the ground before plunging the knife through his heart, covering all three of you in a fountain of his blood.

You crawled over to Eren, who was sitting up and coughing, rubbing at his bruised throat. The blood that ran down his face was not his own, but it scared you all the same, until you looked down and saw that the crimson liquid had splattered all over your shirt and arms, staining and scalding your skin. Mikasa was no better off, the entire front of her shredded nightgown a brilliant red as she sat beside the corpse, staring contemplatively at the knife she had just used to take down a fully grown man.

“Eren, are you okay?” you whispered.

“Throat hurts a bit, but I’m fine besides that. What about you? Did you get hurt at all?” he said.

“No, you saved me in time, like always. It’s Mikasa we should be worried about,” you said, turning your gaze to the girl, who regarded the two of you coolly.

“You’re Mikasa, then?” Eren said.

“I sure hope so, otherwise we’d really have a problem,” you said.

“Yeah, I’m Mikasa,” she said quietly, “Can you guys help me get home?”

“We should wait for the military police to find us,” you said.

“Oh, so now you want to wait,” Eren groused.

“Shut it, Eren, you and I both saw what state she was in. I was right; the MPs wouldn’t have gotten here in time. As it is, we barely made it,” you said, crossing the room to sit beside Mikasa.

“I’m just glad we’re all okay. Thanks for saving me, by the way, Mikasa. I’m Eren Jaeger, and that’s my best friend, Y/N L/N,” he said, pointing at you. You waved at her.

“And this is Tiger!” you said, giving her your stuffed animal.

“I like Tiger,” she said. Her voice was soft and shaky, but at least she was speaking. If what Dr. Jaeger had said was correct, then she had seen her parents be murdered before she had been kidnapped. Her fragile mental state made sense, and you were overcome with an overwhelming need to care for her.

“You can keep him! He’s really soft and nice,” you said with a bright smile. Her eyes filled with tears as she hugged the toy to her chest.

“Thanks,” she sniffed.

“Are you cold?” you said. She nodded.

“Little bit.”

“Here, have my scarf,” Eren said, taking off his red scarf and wrapping it around her. You could not help but notice that it matched the blood that still drenched her, and you tore your eyes away from it, forcing yourself to keep your attention on your friends.

“It’s warm. Thanks,” she said, hiding her face in the wool.

“My mom got it on sale. It was 50% off,” Eren informed her.

“Wow, that’s a really good deal,” you said.

“Yeah, I think it’s because summer’s coming or something. I don’t know. Anyways, I’m glad you like it, Mikasa,” he said.

“You guys are really nice,” she said.

“Am I allowed to hug you?” you said, not wanting to invade her personal boundaries, especially when you didn’t know what she had been through at the hands of the people that had taken her. She seemed surprised but nodded slowly, so you did exactly that. She smelled like blood and sweet almonds.

“Listen, Mikasa. We’re your friends. I know we’ve never met before, but we’re friends, and friends look out for each other, right?” Eren said.

“I don’t know. I’ve never really had friends before,” she said.

“Well, you have them now, and the answer is yes, they do,” you said.

“Okay,” she said.

“So don’t thank us. It’s just what friends do for each other, that’s all,” Eren said. Mikasa processed this, still nestled safely in your embrace while Eren sat protectively between you and the door, one of his knives resting beside his leg, ready to be used in case the next person that entered was not a member of the military police but rather another attacker.

“You have really pretty hair, Mikasa,” you said to her while you waited for help to come.

“I do?” she said.

“Yeah, it’s super nice! You’ll have to let me try and braid it sometime. Well, only if you want to,” you added as an afterthought, not wanting her to feel pressured into doing something she didn’t want.

“I think that would be fun,” she said. She had a very slow, careful way of speaking, as if every word that left her mouth was thought and planned out before she said it. It was a sharp contrast to Eren, who said what he wanted, and Armin, who spoke at a mile a minute when he was passionate about something.

“Sounds like a plan. We can have sleepovers, and you can meet Min-Min and Merry,” you said, prattling on in an attempt to distract her from the fact that you were in a dark room surrounded by corpses. She gazed at you with her shimmering dark grey eyes.

“Who are Min-Min and Merry?” she said.

“Min-Min is Armin. He’s our other best friend,” Eren said.

“And Merry’s my dog!” you said.

“They’re both really nice. And if you feed Merry a treat he’ll like you for sure,” Eren said.

“That’s good. I like dogs,” Mikasa said, leaning her head against your collarbone. The blood that dripped off of her flowed freely onto you, but you knew that that was the least of your worries. Your parents would hardly be angry, or at least so you hoped, but who knew what the military police would do when faced with what you had done? After all, you all had just killed three people.

It was another twenty minutes before the military police and Dr. Jaeger barged in, looking around fearfully. When their eyes dropped to you sitting on the floor calmly, surrounded by puddles of crimson and rapidly cooling bodies, they gasped.

“What...did you guys do?” Dr. Jaeger said, staring at you in shock.

“The evil men tried to hurt Y/N and Mikasa, so I killed them. Then there was a third one that took us by surprise and started choking me, so Mikasa killed him. It was all in self-defense,” Eren said.

“He’s right,” you said, “If it wasn’t for us, Mikasa would be dead, and if Eren hadn’t killed those men, I would be too. Please don’t arrest him.”

“Nobody’s getting arrested, but still...how old are you three?” one of the MPs said.

“Nine,” Mikasa said.

“Nine?” he repeated. You and Eren nodded, and he let out a long, low whistle.

“Walls be damned. There’ll be an investigation, but you three should be just fine. You’re a hero, son,” the MP said, patting Eren on the head before heading back outside to talk with more of his comrades, shaking his head and muttering “nine years old” under his breath again and again.

“What were you guys thinking? I told you to stay at the foot of the mountain!” Dr. Jaeger yelled as the three of you followed after him, Mikasa still wearing Eren’s scarf and hugging Tiger.

“I’m really sorry for not listening, Dr. Jaeger, but we had to save Mikasa. The MPs wouldn’t have come in time,” you said.

There was something akin to fear in the man’s eyes as he regarded you, and the gravity of what you had just done hit you. This was no game of pretend — Eren had really killed someone. No, not just someone — two people, and you had convinced an innocent girl to murder the third. You were more to blame than Mikasa for her actions, as you were certain she wouldn’t have done anything if it hadn’t been for your urging.

Yet, barbaric though it was, had it really been wrong? Eren didn’t think so.

“Those men were animals of the worst sort, dad,” he said flippantly, “So we put them down. You should be proud of us.”

“Who are you to decide who deserves to live and die, Eren? You’re only nine years old!” Dr. Jaeger said, flinching away slightly from his bloodstained boy.

“If they try to kill my friends, then I will kill them. It isn’t really a difficult concept. Come on, we should go home now. Y/N’s probably cold, and Mikasa needs a bath,” Eren responded. It was true; you had not realized how cold you had become until he had pointed it out.

“Home?” Mikasa said.

“Yeah, you can stay with us from now on. Right, dad?” Eren said. Dr. Jaeger composed himself and nodded firmly.

“Right, yes, of course. We’ll be delighted to have you for as long as you want,” he said. Mikasa gave you an unsure glance, and you nodded encouragingly at her.

“O-okay. Yeah, I think I’ll stay with you guys, then...if it’s not too much trouble,” she said.

“’Course it’s not. We’re friends, remember? And friends look out for each other,” Eren said.

“Right,” Mikasa said with a small smile.

As you walked back to the carriage, you turned to Eren, who was staring directly ahead at the moon in wonder. His love of the moon had not faded in all of these years; if anything, it had only grown, just as your fondness for the sun had increased over time.

“Say, Eren...how did you know where to find me? And that I was in trouble?” you said, referring to how he had perfectly thrown the knife in the nick of time to save you from suffering the same fate as Mikasa.

He shifted to face you, his jade green eyes almost glowing in the silvery light. His expression was somber as he casually shrugged.

“There was a man. He showed me how to get there and what to do,” he said.

“What was his name? Where did he go?” you said.

“I don’t know. He vanished. The only thing he said before going...was ‘save Y/N.’”

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t3kandson · 2 years ago

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Love will always find a way

Word count; 5,965

Fandom; Exo/SuperM

Pairing; Reader X Kim Jongin Aka Kai

Warnings; Angst, Forbidden love, Controlling father and slight boyfriend, Cheating, body marking & rough sex.

Notes; Happy Birthday to one of my hot Ult Wreckers

Breathing in the air you smile as you look at your childhood home, one that you hadn’t returned to for 10 years. Father having banished you to the English country side away from Korea. He refused to bring you back and instead him flying to England to visit you. Your boyfriend Jiwook was the son of a rich family in Seoul who had wooed you. From hearing that you had bagged a well respected boyfriend, he decided that after six months he wanted to meet him. Your surprise was that due to failing health that you was invited home.

“Sweetie,” Jiwook smiled his beautiful grin of excitement at you. You had met at the university you worked in, both as lecturer’s. Him a Contemporary south Asian lecturer, while you taught Theology and Religion. Jiwook was older then you by ten years, which ordered your immediate invitation. Your father had decided that he needed encouragement to make you his wife, him being almost 40 and unmarried.

You was surprised when his Personal assistant Eunsoo opened to greet you. “Where’s father?” you asked with concern as Jiwook pulled his arm round your waist towards him. “He’s not 100% but he will be down to greet you soon, he said to settle in and dinner will be in two hours.” He smiled as you thanked him making your way to your room.

Your heart froze to see that the pretty pink frills of your youth and posters of idols missing. In replacement pale white clinical like walls and furnishing that looked like it was from the Victorian era. You felt crushed that he had replaced the room as if to avoid any memory from you. But then he had never expected you to return home, so you could understand his reasons.

“What’s up sweetie you look emotional? Jiwook asked with concern. “This is all new,” you pouted as he laughed shaking his head. “Really I thought you was seeing ghosts of your past not redecoration trauma,” he chuckled as he threw his suitcase on the bed to start unpacking.

“Princess,” your father said in delight as you dashed to hug him. He looked more fragile then normal which hit you with deep concern. “Pa,” you said as he cupped your face to get a closer look your way. You could tell from his expression that his eye sight seemed to have been affected since you last met. “You must be Hwang Jiwook,” your father said moving to your partner. “Yes sir nice to meet you,” he replied bowing as he held on to your father’s hands in respect. “I’ve heard a lot about you but how about we sit down, my body can’t take standing for so long,” he chuckled as you help him to his seat to take the chair opposite your partner. “So how was the journey,” your father asks intrigued. “Well as you know I had to make a stop to visit my own father. Y/N was able to see our family home and meet the family,” Jiwook explained. “I hope she behaved,” your father teased but beneath he was asking had you passed there approval. “Yes she did, my father would like to give thanks for gifting his son such a beautiful Woman in his life,” Jiwook said every bit the charmer.

The four days you stayed in Jiwook’s family home was mostly living in spa’s and alone time. His busy father only having time to share breakfast one morning, which minus the polite curtesy hardly acknowledged your existence. “So tell me more about yourself,” Your father asked as Jiwook kept him entertained while you ate.

You arrived in the local town some bits still familiar, some not. Eyes roaming to the chemist to purchase some medicine for your father. Jiwook was busy on an assignment for the lecturer who had stepped in during your month vacation. Your eyes found the familiar store, your heart panged wondering if he was still here as it seemed his family was.

Sneaking a peak closer looking for a older version of his father, your heart skipped a beat when instead you found him instead.

Though he had aged it was only slightly. His features more maturer but with his angelic youthfulness remaining. His eyes that was easy to get lost in smiling as he chatted with the customers. He looks happy and content and you smiled beneath the pain at the view.

You was 18 when you experienced your first kiss. Kim Jongin was the school’s hottest Jockey, he showed something scary. But beneath his fierce look he was the most gentlest and kindest person you knew. You would help him stock his fathers shop most weekends, every time spent in Jongin’s company was one you enjoyed. You soon realised that you was in love with the fresh face boy that you pulled him to the local lodge in the city woods. Pressing your lips to his as you slowly started losing yourself, “Y/N,” he would chuckle under your kisses in attempt to get oxygen. Moments spent in the lodge just kissing and holding him was your daily dose of happiness. So when your father caught you both he sent you packing to England once he heard how you had fallen for him.

“Why don’t we run away?” you pleaded when you managed to escape. His lost broken face when you told him due to his father being his arch enemy that you both couldn’t date. “And leave my dad because your dad’s need for control,” Jongin said annoyed. “Look, we love each other right?” he added more calmly pulling you in. “Yes,” you sobbed against him as he put his cheek to your head. “Then we’re find each other again, trust me, trust this,” he said leaning away from you to place his hand over your heart. “But he’s sending me away I’m forbidden to come back,” you sob as he holds his watery eyes back. “Love will always find a way, have faith, not even England can keep us apart,” he smiled as he brushed one last kiss before your even angrier father stormed the lodge once more.

Jongin’s tears falling as you screamed for him, your hand reached out as if he could hold it. He knew better to even resist, not wanting his own family to be embroiled in another war with yours. The last thing you viewed was his hand over his heart as if it was hurting, tears staining his cheeks.

Placing your hand over your own you held the tears from your memories at bay. Lifting your eyes to look up at the window the shop was empty, bright lights still showing it was open. You leaned closer to get a look but almost stumbled into the glass pane. Jongin had disappeared as if he was never there.

Had you imagined him there? You knew his strong love for his family was powerful but would he really remain in the shop?

You turned to return to the chemist, but almost stumbled back when Jongin was stood there arms folded with a serious expression on his face. “You know it’s illegal to perv, what are you some sort of weirdo,” he said harshly as you blinked at him.

Did he really not recognise you? If he didn’t did you remind him? He looked content to not have his heart rebroken.

“Sorry apologies,” you said bowing to turn away. “Really Y/N I was joking,” he smiled with his mischievous smirk. “Did you really think I would forget your face, even after all these years,” he said grinning your favourite smile that warmed your heart. “I did wonder yes, it’s been a while and time hasn’t been as good to me as it has with you,” you said subconsciously pulling on your hat to make sure no strands of fuzzy hair was on show. “You must not have mirrors in England, i presume that’s where you remained,” he asked as you smiled beneath the pain. “Yes I’m a lecturer at Oxford University,” you said slightly blushing. “Wow that sounds amazing, what are you lecturing those poor students?” he teased making you stifle a chuckle. “Theology and religion,” you replied blushing, “so you come back home to study the gods and now I know why your perving at me,” he adds playfully. “Flirty as ever I see Jongin,” you said feeling as if nothing had changed between you. “Flirty, moi, I don’t know where you get that idea from,” he smirked. “How long are you here, you know studying the Greek god that is, you know me,” he said flicking his pretend hair. “Just a little bit over three weeks,” you added as he smiled even brighter. “Well you know where to find me if you fancy a proper catch up,” he smiles.

“Pass me your phone,” you ask showing him your palm as he reached to place it. You dialled your number in, ringing yourself before passing it back. “Now we can message,” you said giddily like you was teenagers. “Well message me when you fancy a coffee or something,” he smiles as you nod. “Kim Jongin it’s been lovely to see you again after all this time,” you said smiling ear to ear. “Same to you,” he said, his eyes focusing on yours as if it was stealing as much memory before you was parted once more.

“Oh great,” you heard Eunsoo growl looking at his notes over breakfast. “What’s up?” You questioned buttering your toast. “I was suppose to order your fathers favourite liquor and it seems I didn’t,” he said brushing his hands through his hair. “I can pop into town and fetch it if it helps,” you smiled looking forward to going back into town. “Would you mind?” he asked looking grateful. “I’m here to help Eunsoo, so no I don’t mind,” you said biting in to your toast excited at the prospect of seeing Jongin once more.

However, your heart almost froze when you saw him holding some woman in his grip while they was stocking the shelves. You couldn’t help but feel hurt, but also betrayed despite knowing you had no right. That was something that you did together when you two dated, but you now had a boyfriend, though soon to be husband if your father had anything to do with it. The way he looked at her with pure besottedness was the same way he use to once look at you. You wasn’t afraid to admit that your jealousy streak was raging. He’s eyes found there way to yours as it paled, the guilt of being caught on his face. Smiling you nodded as you continued making your way, letting your feet hurry there pace so he couldn’t catch up with you. One glimpse towards the shop from your car saw him take a step to the street. You gave him a quick wave and made your way.

When you pulled up to the house your phone blinged.

Jongin; Why did you run?

Y/N; Sorry was in a rush, was running errands.

Jongin; So it’s not because you found me with another woman.

Y/N; You make it sound like I caught you in some sort of affair lol.

Jongin; She’s my fiancée.

Your heart hurt reading those words as you closed your eyes. Why did you insist of popping into town? Why didn’t you just get the things off Eunsoo’s list and return?

Jongin; Sorry.

Y/N; For what having a life. Do you think I wanted you to be miserable.

Y/N; I’m happy for you. You two look good together.

Jongin; Her name is Sua.

Y/N; how long?

Jongin; four years now.

Y/N; Just an engagement! your slacking Kim Jongin lol.

Jongin; Time finding our way took a while, that’s all.

Jongin; What about you?

You closed your eyes not really content revealing you had someone, but it was only fair you was honest also.

Y/N; Yes Jiwook, Six months, No engagement plans. Though I’m sure my father will press him for one though.

Jongin; We should meet with our partners, it’ll be good to catch up.

Y/N; We’re see, Jiwook’s a busy man.

However, when you explained about meeting a friend, Jiwook was excited to get to know them.

You could have kicked Jongin when he held the laughs you knew he was containing hidden upon introducing. Sua seemed lovely, Jongin equally crazy about her as he intently looked her with devotion as she spoke how they met. She was a charity worker in Cambodia, Jongin had met her when he went out for a short project shipping toys to the local orphanage. They had kept in contact for the whole three years till she came home to Korea, moving to Suncheon. They both intently listened to yours & Jiwook’s relationship story, Jongin pursing his lips occasionally but smile reforming when you glanced his way. However, you both kept your own relationship hidden away from your partners.

“There some lovely friends,” Jiwook said when you pulled into the drive. “Yeah they are, I’m glad you like them,” you said smiling at him as you put the hand break up. “You seem happy and carefree around them both,” he asked intrigued. “I’ve known Jongin most my life,” you smiled his way as you undid your belt. “He’s a good looking guy,” Jiwook quizzed a little too much for your comfort. “Jiwook are you jealous because you needn’t be,” you said leaning in to place a kiss to his unprepared lips. The smile on his face told you that he was happily convinced.

You walked into the house to find your father waiting in the living room. His face full of thunder as you rushed to him with concern. “Pa what’s up?” you asked as you helped him sit, but his lips curve up towards you like an angry beast. You gulp knowing what words would spill from his lips and you brace yourself for the words to be spilled.

“The one time I trust you to come home and you go straight to him.” He growled at you as you took a step back. “Who?” Jiwook said confused as he rushed to your side. “You’ve even got your future husband meeting with him, bet you thought you was so clever,” he said as his face went red.

You would normally had got scared but this time you was older, you crossed your arms letting anger be shown on your face. “You mean did I meet with Jongin yes, me and Jiwook did with him and his fiancée. So stop being ridiculous with your aggression and relax before you give yourself a heart attack,” you scorned him as his eyes widened in your new approach.

“What’s wrong with Jongin? I think him and Sua are lovely people,” Jiwook added as you smiled at him for his support. “There lovers Jiwook, keep your woman in line before he steals her,” he shouted at your boyfriend. “Pa stop over reacting, Jongin isn’t my boyfriend,” you said pressing your hand on his shoulder as Eunsoo made his way in to the room.

“I’ve met them, Jongin seems very In love with his partner, I’m sure i have nothing to worry about,” Jiwook reassured your father.

“He’s the reason she lives in England,” your father spat out at him as you closed your eyes briefly. “I caught them being less then innocent in the woods,” he added as Jiwook remained unaffected. “Pa that was ten years ago, come on now calm down,” you said as Eunsoo came to you both. “Think he’s tired and being irrational he might need sleep,” you said to him as he nodded. “Y/N I swear you better stay away from him, from that family,” he growled as Eunsoo helped him from his seat.

“So what’s the real story?” Jiwook asks arms folded once your father has left. “He’s someone that I kissed when I was a teenager,” you said looking up at him. “So you dated when you was kids?” He questioned. “I suppose you could say so, Pa has a very negative relationship with the Kim’s. He freaked imagining all sorts and sent me to England,” you said in attempt to reassure him. “And all these years?” He pushed trying to figure out yours and Jongin’s relationship. “We never spoke not till we came back, you know with you,” you smiled as you pressed your hand to his chest to press a kiss to his lips. “So it wasn’t a lovers reunion then?” He continued to question struggling to fathom that there was nothing between you both. Though your heart screamed for the past you shared, that and the fact he was so alluringly beautiful and sexy. The pains you felt when you found he had a relationship you knew you would never return back there, Jiwook was your life. “No,” you smiled pressing a kiss to his lips briefly.

“Can I ask something then?” He asked as you looked up to him. “Can I ask to protect your fathers health, that you don’t see him for the rest of the vacation,” he asked as you took a step back. “What because of a relationship I had when I was a kid, he’s still my friend Jiwook. Please don’t be another man in my life who tells me who I can have as a friend,” you said slightly irritated. “I was asking for your father not me, you know he’s not well,” Jiwook said. You felt under pressure in that moment if you fought he would think there was something to hide. But you didn’t want to never see Jongin again. On the other side despite the punishment you loved your father dearly so you nodded with a sting in your heart.

Jongin; Are you ok? Haven’t seen you for a while am worried about you.

He messaged as you looked at the words on your phone. Jiwook asked you not to see him, he said nothing about messaging, so you responded.

You; Yes Pa’s still not very well.

Jongin; Sorry to hear that.

You; No your not lol.

Jongin; He’s still your father.

Jongin; Be nice to see you again. Feels like I just got you back and now I’ve lost you again.

You; Who are you replying to then? lol.

Jongin; Some Greek God researcher.

You; I’m an lecturer not a researcher you plum.

Jongin; if you got time tomorrow we could do lunch on my break.

You closed your eyes, if you met with him Jiwook wouldn’t be too pleased with your broken promise. But then you remembered he had to drive back to Seoul to meet with his father. What he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him surely. You hastily accepted and guiltily sat back from the excitement cursing through you.

Your time with Jongin wasn’t short as you planned. Sua had gone away for the day so he had roped you into helping at the shop. It was like all those days of your childhood returning as you helped stock shelves, passing jokes and banter to each other. Closing the shop with the dark night behind the door you leaned against it. “Thanks Y/N for today, I’m sorry it wasn’t as refreshing as you would have liked,” he said smiling at you. “No I loved every minute, it’s like,” , “ we never grew up,” he finished for you as you chuckled. “I can assure you I am grown up, maybe it’s the company I keep,” you teased as he raised an eyebrow playfully. “Well you wanted an old life style, mine is much more sweeter,” he smirked. “Are you making digs at my man,” you said playfully as he faked a playful shocked look. “No he looks well for his age must be hard being 60,” he sniggered as you picked up the umbrella by the door and prodded it at him. His hands held on as he pulled on it throwing you into his hold.

Eyes locking with each other you could see his desires cursing through him. His grip pulling you closer as your body obliged. Jiwook slipping from your mind as you had the same desire, you wanted his lips on yours. But he released his hands from you smiling with guilt on his face. “I promised you lunch let me get us some food, there’s a nice restaurant not far from here,” he smiled. “Restaurant you mean dinner date,” you teased nudging him as his face paled with a sudden awkwardness. Your stomach rumbling breaking the silence as you both chuckled.

Driving into the parked car lot you saw Jongin’s face tense slightly. Following his eyes you found the silver BNW parked opposite. “What’s up?” You asked as he grabbed his phone hastily tapping away. “Jongin,” you said being concerned. “Nothing,” he said looking at the phone with frowned yet pained lines on his face. “Don’t lie,” you accused pressing your hand on his shoulder. “You know you can tell me,” you added as his eyes met yours. Ones filled with as much pain as when you was dragged from him. Before he could speak his phone blinged, his eyes flashing back to the screen.

You hear a slight whimper get stuck in his windpipe as his face reddens. The vein in his neck throbbing as anger curses through him before he storms out the car. “Jongin,” you shout following him struggling on the puddles from the days rain to reach him. “What is it?” you cry worrying about what had happened just now to get him so furious.

You almost walk into him as he stands, fists tightening into a ball. Your eyes find the view of his anger. Sua’s lips locking in the nearest booth, but what fills your own heart with dread is who’s at the end of her lips, it’s Jiwook.

Jongin twists to take your own hurt in, “Y/N,” he softly said as tears begin to pool. “Fuck this,” Jongin said pulling you out the restaurant as your feet stumble behind. He places you in the car, your feelings numb from what you’ve witnessed. Instead of the anger he’s showed, he’s replaced with concern for your emotions in this betrayal from your partners. He drives off as silence fills the air while your mind try’s to process what you’ve witnessed.

How had they continued to meet up? You wasn’t even aware that they was connected in any way friendly let alone romantically. One meet up was all they had together to your knowledge. Had you and Jongin missed something in your own partners eyes while you was engrossed in each other instead.

He parked into a nearby gas station leaving you alone to the silence as you pulled your knees up to let the sobs fall. Your eyes only leaving from the fabric of your trousers when you heard bags being tossed in the boot of the car. He bit his lips looking at you as he got in, looking caught between anger, sadness, concern but also something you hadn’t viewed since you was kids, lusting horny desire.

The silence stopped when the car pulled up to the familiar location. “Why we here Jongin?” you asked as his silence continued. But he remained silent as he got out the car to fetch the items from the boot. Opening the car door he held his hand for you to take, “Why are you bringing me back here?” You questioned once more as he smiled slightly taking you through the woods. “You know full well why,” Jongin replied, with a darken lust filled tone. The memories of the times he dragged you through the woods to the lodge just to have time with you, to enjoy what he called tongue exercises.

Was he going to use you as his rebound? Did you want him to? You had just six months to his 4 years. You knew the love you once had for Jongin wasn’t quite behind Jiwook.

Stepping into the lodge it hardly looked different minus the Working office in the corner. “Woah,” you said stunned looking around the room. “This was the first thing I brought when I left college,” he smiled softly at you. “You brought this?” You asked looking surprised. “Your father was going to buy it to burn it to the grounds, My father was happy to help with the loan to stop him,” he smiled placing the couple of bags of items in his hand on the table in the kitchen. “It meant years working for him to pay him back, I lived on ramen and went with out to give him every single penny,” he added turning the kettle on. “But why?” You asked as he turned to face him. “Because I thought in time, you would come back to me, to this, to us,” he said closing his eye laughing. “Stupid isn’t it,” he said as his hands clinging into the surface to hold back his tears. “I waited for so many years, never looking at any one, trying to not forget the way you looked, smiled, kissed,” he finished pressing his finger to his lips.

“Sorry,” you choked as he smiled warmly your way. “Then I found Sua through the charity work i threw myself into to avoid living, it led me to her, like there was a reason for my pain, our separation, that in a weird way you sent her to me,” he said shaking his head when a tear slipped. “I had everything after that, my life was so fruitful, father retired leaving me the shop, my dream job,” he said smiling. “Sua came here to live with me to build our unit, have a family one day….. and then you turned up,” he said looking with slight discomfort.

“You sound like I was a nasty blast from the past,” you say feeling slightly hurt. “The situation made it that way to me. We made a promise right here and you never came back for me and got on with your own life,” he added letting his emotions slip. “You could have come to England there was nothing stopping you,” you said feeling a little annoyed that you solely had the blame. “Where in England? I knew nothing, not a single piece of information, you don’t think I tried look,” he bit out going to his draws passing you the notes. Scribbles of things he had tick boxed, your eyes forming over the written words ‘Cambodia’.

“That’s right I met Sua from a false link i received, no doubt from your father,” he said as you closed your eyes briefly as he turned his back to you. “Like I said I couldn’t find you but you knew where I was,” he cried as you walked towards him to place your hand on his back.

“Do you think I never thought of you, do you think there was any one before Jiwook? No there wasn’t and even now i never gave him my heart, not completely because i never had it Jongin,” you said as he turned to face you. “I left my heart here with you,” you cried as tears threatened. “Then why did you not come back for me?” he asked biting his lips. “Because I thought you had moved on, I never expected you to be right here where I left you,” you said brushing the tear that fell down his cheek. “But I was glad you was, I took the first opportunity to check in when I arrived, seeing you was just so,” you paused wiping your own tears. “Hard, confusing,” you added as he smiled beneath his tear stained face. “I know what you mean, memories, wants, needs, desires and guilt all wrapped in one,” he adds. “Sua and Jiwook,” you added as he nodded.

“Do you know what is even worse?” he asked with his eyebrows furrowed with despair. “I wanted to kill him, kill the man on her lips for having me hurt again and then i saw him,” he paused taking a deep breath. “My first thought was good I can take you without guilt,” he added brushing his thumb along your cheek bone. “Till I saw your pain and remembered that my emotions isn’t necessarily yours,” He added letting his thumb fall. “I won’t lie I’m hurting, for the betrayal against us both. Though I never thought that, I can’t say that now you’ve said that, that those emotions aren’t shared by me,” you add breathing in deeply.

Like there’s the words he needed he crashes his lips to yours. There rushed, impatient but fierce in his desire for you. You get lost into each other’s lips and clashes of tongues fighting for each other. His hands brushing into your ass to roll into his clothed bulged that from the sound of the moan you’ve sucked down is throbbing and hard.

Biting on your lower lip his hands creep to your breasts as he cups them. “Y/N, would you think less of me if I wanted to ravish you right now,” he says with his dark brown eyes looking into your soul. “Then promise not to think the same of me,” you whisper as you hear his breath get stuck in his throat. “Fancy next base,” he sniggers like a teenager struggling with his urges. “You know you waste a lot of time talking for someone that just wants to wet his dick,” you smirk. “I don’t just want to wet my dick, I want to own your cry’s with it,” he says biting down on your lip that he’s seconds from kissing again.

“Own me,” you whimper as you feel your thighs dampen. Tossing you to the sofa that still has the knitted covering, that though is musty in age still fills you with familiarity. Hovering over you he looks down with he’s devilish features that you realised you’ve missed so very much. Lips falling to your neck he peppers you with kisses as your hands roll up the back of his Top. Feeling the muscular body beneath the tips of your fingers you whimper as he suckles his claim into your neck. “Mine,” his whispers repeats as your hands palm his bulged crutch.

Sitting up he takes his top off as you choke at the physique he’s worked on. “Told you I was a Greek god,” he smirks as you sit up to stroke the hardened muscles. “The muscle down there is where all the godly stuff happens though,” he said with a wink as his hands press to his member that’s threatening to bust through his pants. “He looks like he needs air,” you gulp as he helps to release the beast that you crave.

“That’s not godly, that’s the definition of the devil,” you tease as your hands feel the throbbing skin as you pump him. Closing his eyes he moans into the air, the sound your sure is soaking your panties.

Hands snapping to stop yours he looks at you panting. “As much as I want to rush this I need your naked body in my hands,” he pants with desire. Removing your bottom half of your body, you show him your naked wet glistering pussy. His hands find your thighs as his eyes get lost in your heat. But they snap upwards when you release your upper clothes. Like a animal attacking his pray his lips are hungrily devouring your breasts, teeth grazing over the nipple buds as he gets lost on you.

“Your so beautiful,” he moans between his kisses while they attack your skin as he gently lays you back. “I’m so impatient,” he cry’s, “if you need me to stop just say,” he whispers. You think he’s giving you a chance to back out, but he slams himself into you. Waiting no time to catch your breath, he starts a fast rhythm. The feeling overwhelming as he stretches you with his meaty member as well as the speed. Back arching, your toes curl under the intensity of his actions which has you withering underneath him. Whimpers becoming louder moans, he looks pleased with the mess he’s making of you. Nails digging into his skin, your own pelvis helps to meet his. The impact of his thrust much more harsher as you feel him bounce against your cervix.

“Your mine right,” he growls, “I will teach you for not coming back to me,” he adds as he punishes you for his pain by his cock. “Jongin,” you whimper underneath him as you feel your slicked juices helping to slide more precise. Tugging your hair back he exposes your neck, biting on the skin in his desire to claim you once and for all now your adults. You feel your core burn beneath his assault, mixture of cry’s and whimper’s in the air from the pain and pleasure ripping through you. Thighs shaking as your orgasm tethers, his groans and skin slapping mixing the air pushes you over the edge.

Withering under him as over sensitivity attacks filling you with goosebumps, does nothing to slow his pace. “Baby you look so sexy when you cum, I want to see your pussy filled by me,” he growls with deep lust. He hooks your legs over his shoulders, making his impact of his member feeling as if it was about to break your cervix at any moment. Whimpers fill the air as he sniggers, you realise that his sex life has been very existent as he knows full well how to punish you sexually.

“I’m sorry,” you cry in to the air as he bites your chin to ground himself. “For what baby,” he asks as his speed hitches an extra notch. “For not coming back all these years,” you whimper as he looks at you with darkened features. Sweat dripping from his forehead his eyes are full of pure lust. Walls clenching around him from your core that’s burning once more has him moan deeply into the air. “Don’t leave me,” he growls with desperation as he chases his high. “Never,” you cry as you feel another orgasm tether. His rhythm becoming sluggish as he gets close, lips returning back to yours as you suckle each other’s moans down. Buckling really hard he releases himself into you as he continues to ride his high with weakening thrusts. The feeling of his hot warm cum filling you tethers you over the edge as your grip around his arms tightens. You continue to writher underneath him once more.

Panting over you he lays his head onto your chest as silence fills the air. “Did you mean what you said?” he asks lifting his head to look at you. “About never leaving me again,” he adds with desperation on his face. “Well once we kicked our cheating partners to the curb then yeah I’m yours,” you smile at him as his face beams back to his angelic features. Your tummy rumbling interrupts causing him to laughs stroking your stomach.

“Sorry let’s feed you, I’ve got some snacks, I know it’s not posh stuff but it’ll do,” he said looking at you contented. “Some, you look like you almost brought a whole shop,” you sniggered. “Well I don’t plan on letting you leave so we need food for all the energy we are going to need,” he winks kissing you briefly as he leant off you.

“So you found the way huh?” you smiled as he stood above you. “What’s that?” he asked looking puzzled. “Love will always find a way,” you smiled as he beamed at you deeply in love and content at your forbidden love becoming a reunited one.

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