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yandere-society · 4 years ago

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Scream

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Synopsis: It’s been a year since your mother was slaughtered, with no leads pointing to any possible suspects. It’s been an up-hill battle for you to accept what happened— especially with no answers or closure— and the citizens of your hometown have been sleeping with one eye open ever since. But now, the mystery killer has decided to make an anniversary visit, and is making it known that they not only have a dire love for infamous horror films... but they also have their targets set on you and all of your closest friends.

Word count: 8k

Headline: Small Town Woodsbroro Is Waking Up Screaming Once Again!

Warnings: dark themes; Gore; Smut; Crackhead humor (only because I promised my bff I’d give her an honorable death scene); Foul language; Jungkook is psychotic; Graphic depictions of him killing your mom/friends; we’re also going to pretend that it’s outrageously easy to get away with murder; dont fact check me on anything you read here; rough sex; mask kink.

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Baley was high as a fucking kite.

So high, that she didn’t care about it being 1am as she blasted the Cha-Cha slide at full volume.

So high, that she was completely disregarding her lactose intolerance whilst making herself a triple layered, sharp cheddar grilled cheese that was bound to have her ass blasting right back off by 3am.

So, outrageously stoned, that she was totally unaware of the masked killer standing just outside the glass doors in her kitchen, watching her every move.. With her beat up, hogtied boyfriend laying out next to him.

“Now it’s time to fawnky! To the right now—“

She crab walked along with the instructions, spatula in hand.

“To the left!”

“Take it back now, y’all.”

Ghostface grimaced beneath his mask, eyes stalking the stoned woman with disdain. She was the epitome of “crackhead energy” and it pissed him off how much she resembles you. It only makes sense, being as you two have been best friends since kindergarten— probably soulmates in a past life— but it is within that fact that Ghostface has grown to absolutely fucking loath her.

She’s too much like you. She keeps up with your humor and probably has more of your heart than he, himself, has earned a place in yet. He knows good and well that if it ever came down to you having to pick between him and her, you’ll pick her.

That simply will not do. That’s exactly why he is about to rid you of that option— or, as he sees it, the dilemma.

He growled and swung at the air, wishing he could just bust in and end her already.

“How could you be in love with that creature?” He hissed at Taehyung, the built-in voice box beneath his mask altering it enough to remain anonymous. The question was quite hypocritical, being as he was in love with a girl that most would consider Baley’s second-half, but only you were an exception to being so.. abnormal.

“Mmmph—“ Taehyung drearily gurgled out from beneath the strip of tape over his mouth, tears breaching his eyes as he watched Baley’s precious, uncoordinated ass do the “Charlie brown”. It looked more like a fucked up gallop.

“What is the sex like, dude?” Ghostface ripped the duck tape off Taehyung’s split lips. “That’s a serious question.”

“Boo bear..” was all Taehyung could muster up, more scared for her than himself.

Ghostface gagged and slapped the tape right back on with a little too much force, having to take a second to regain his composure before pressing the call button on Taehyung’s phone. The Spotify music thankfully cut off as her phone rang out from the counter.

Baley was only upset for a split before she spotted the name on her phone screen, and was quick to answer it with a sickening amount of glee.

“Angel muffin!” She cooed. Gross

“Hi, boo bear..” Ghostface flipped his middle finger up at Taehyung before clutching his Bowie knife back down to his side.

“Oh my God, What was that? You sound like Corpse, mixed with the bear from Five Nights At Freddy’s.”

“The bears name is Freddy, dumbass.”

Baley neck rolled back in offense.

“Are you trying to get pegged or prolapsed? Might wanna remember who the fuck you’re talking to, the next time you call this cellular.” She snapped, hanging the phone up with a viscous pout. She still somehow managed to pick back up on the beat and cha-cha’d real smooth as she took the pot off the eye and turned the stove off, visibly upset.

Ghostface stood there for a moment, processing what she just said, before turning towards Taehyung.

“She claps your cheeks?”

Taehyung glared back at the screaming-ghost mask, bracing himself when a gloved hand reached out to once again rip the ductape off his lips.

“It’s not sus!” He immediately defended. “I have a gspot up there for a reason. I am not ashamed to use it.”

“I don’t give a fuck about that!” The killer snapped out. “why would you let that.. unstable individual insert something into your rectum—“

�� “You’ve got a whole lotta nerve calling somebody else unstable,” Taehyung deadpanned, and with that, his mouth was once again resealed shut.

He called Baley’s phone again, just as she was about to take a bite of the sandwhich that she’ll, unfortunately, never get to eat.

“What, fucker?” She scorned.

“I can see you.”

“Oh, yeah?” She sarcastically spat. “Then what am I doing?”

She clenched her buttcheeks in and hunched her back out, her body resembling a question mark, before vigorously gyrating her body- mostly just her spine. Jungkook knows from the various tiktoks you’ve shown him that he was witnessing the inverted-twerk.

“Hm? Tell me, fuckboy. What am I doing?”

”Something a fucking cockroach does after I spray Raid on it. How the fuck do you clench your buttcheeks like that?”

Baley halted in mid thrust, surprised but not exactly fearful (yet) as she whizzed around to face the sliding glass doors that led into her back yard. It was pitch black outside, and all she could see was her own reflection starring back at her. She was also too high to care about the fact that she had the hood of her sweatshirt over her head and the strings pulled all the way out, which only exposed the center of her face in a squished circle.

“I use my glutes. You know that. Why haven’t you come in?” She asked, not superstitious but a lil-stitious.

“This isn’t Taehyung.”

“Okay, Isn’t Taehyung. Why haven’t you come in?”

“Because I want you to come out here.” The killer responded, grinning at the visible unease finally creeping into the girls stance.

“Okay, babe— I hate to be a bummer here, but considering that today is the one-year anniversary of Ms. (L/N)’s murder, this isn’t very Cash Money of you. Can you please just come in and.. stop?”

He let out a chuckle, a dark one.

“Boo bear?”

“What, Isn’t Taehyung?”

“Turn on the outside lights.“

Ghostface put the speaker on the phone and sat it on the ground as he crouched over Taehyung, pulling him to sit up straight. He watched as Baley apprehensively padded over to the light switch by the door. He could practically feel her heart beating in-sync with Taehyung’s racing one as he placed the knife to his neck, smiling beneath his disguise.

The lights flickered on, and she screamed, terror finally bringing the seriousness out in the situation.

“HANG UP OR MOVE A MUSCLE AND HE DIES!” The killer roared, knowing she was still too high for her survival instincts to kick in. Any sober, sane individual would’ve probably caught on to the fact that they were gonna die no matter what she did. What was just making it easier for himself, knowing her dumbass was gonna comply.

“W-What do you want me to do?”

See?

“Be a good girl, and come here.”

“Quit trying to seduce me, you sick son of a bitch. My boyfriend’s literally right there!” She croaked out, voice shrill with exasperation.

The killer plunged the knife into Taehyung’s arm, making him jolt to life with a pain-filled howl. Baley began sobbing out, apologizing profusely.

“Your boyfriends going to get gutted like a fish if I have to repeat myself. Drop the phone and come here.” Ghostface seethed, wrenching the knife back out on the last word.

Baley reluctantly— and stupidly— did as told. She let the phone fall from her hand, then jumped out of her skin as the Bluetooth reconnected in the house and started playing WAP. She tried not to sing along despite the situation as she padded over, shaky hands rising to cover her mouth.

“N-Now what?” She asked.

“I just figured your last words should be said face-to-face. Is there anything you two would like to say to each other?” He asked, that being the only generosity he’d be willing to spare as he ripped the tape away from Tae’s mouth, one last time.

Baley dropped to her knees, so much despair in her eyes. So many things she wanted to say. She recollected herself and caught her breath in just enough time to utter final goodbye: “I-I-I said certified freak..”

Tae’s eyes closed as a single tear escaped, nodding his head in understanding. “Seven days a week...”

“GAH!” The killer roared out, wrenching Taehyung’s head back to slice his throat before shoving him away and lunging at Baley.

She landed on her back with him on top, and he wasted no time as he began slashing her apart, in any way he possibly could. He let all the pent up rage and annoyance he felt towards her, out on her body. It was worse than the brutality he inflicted on to your mother this time last year. He’d only stabbed her a total of 19 times— one for every year she failed you as a mother. With Baley, he didn’t stop tearing into her until WAP ended. And damn, did it feel good. He finally felt like he’d purged his soul clean.

This may all seem reckless, but Jungkook was actually just lucky. In order to mask his true motive behind all this, he had to find another one to cover it with. It was simply convenient that Baley’s father is the town mayor, and after a little digging, he made the grand discovery that he was also having a secret affair with (Y/N)’s mother. In fact, the mayor had several mistresses throughout the town.

Jungk—er, Ghostface.. chopped off one of Baley’s fingers and slid the glass door shut, writing the same words on it that he wrote on your mother’s bathroom mirror.

CHEATING PIG!!

Yes. When he did this last year, the police had to dissect through your mother’s long line of past sexual partners, and had to track down the father you never met for an interview. No leads came about, because it was all time wasted, anyways. Now, with this new addition, the mayor will not only have to set the scandals ablaze again by having to publicly confess his infidelity to the town and police, but they’ll have to lead on another pointless investigation for every woman he’s cheated with— over a dozen of them. They’ll have to also charge him with withholding crucial information from the investigation as well, but what’s so fucking comical about it all is that.. NONE of it has anything to do with any of this. It’ll just be another cold case with no leads.

And maybe, just MAYBE you’ll be smart enough to ditch this place and come with him. That’s all he wanted. You have nothing left and nothing to come back to now, and as long as you give in to him and leave, there won’t have to be anymore lives taken. You could start a new life and never experience another hell like the one he’s creating here. If only you’d say yes.

“May you both continue to clap each other’s cheeks in the deepest depths of hell,” he told the mauled corpses as he walked off, so happy to have Baley gone that he almost wanted to skip to his car.

Now, he will go home and clap your cheeks to complete the cycle.

—

“Damnit, bitch, pick up,” you huffed in frustration as Baley’s FaceTime continued to roll over, telling you that she’s unavailable. You thought you could power through today with your newly adapted ability to suppress shit, but it was hard when you’re left alone to reminisce. You just couldn’t shake the fact that the date on today’s calendar marked the same day that your heart, soul, and peace of mind was so horribly torn apart.

It didn’t help that you also missed your mother terribly. She wasn’t always the best, but she still loved you, and you loved her. Oh, God. Mom—

No. No. Don’t think about her.

You tried calling Baley one more time and couldn’t fight off the tremble in your hands, nor the tears at your water ducts as it rung through till the end. Damnit.

You couldn’t be angry. She doesn’t owe you the company— especially since you two have already been FaceTiming all day. But she was good at distractions, always able to drag you out of your shell of deprecation with her chaotic sense of humor. She is one of the only two people you have in your life that are capable of doing such, but you knew you’d get scolded if you blew up the others phone. Jungkook hates being hounded and rushed, having already told you that he’ll be there any minute. But he’s taking way too fucking long it seems, and you just hate sitting here, waiting.

You can’t shake the feeling that you’re being watched. The feeling first crept up on you this time last year and never left. You felt so venerable to the cruel world when you’re alone, especially since the maniac is still out there.

You still resent the police department for practically giving up on your mother’s case after 9 months. “Cheating pig” was the only lead they got and yet, it pointed them no where. She wasn’t in a relationship. She didn’t even like relationships. And still, they deemed it a randomized attack— no leads, no motives. Nothing. Just a local woman stabbed in the chest 19 times while taking a shower. Like some Psycho remake. No signs of forced entry. No evidence of sexual assault. Just a very passionate, yet unexplainable massacre with a useless message left behind.

It doesn’t make sense. And even though you wish to never have the attacker come back, you can feel it in your bones that they will wish to clarify it one day.

“Fuck it.” You breathed out, heart slamming against your chest and paranoia gnawing at your insides as you quickly scrolled to Jungkook contact. But then, just as your thumb twitched to press the call button, your door bell rung and you sprung up to your feet, making a mad dash to the door. You checked the peep hole first, just knowing it was gonna be him, but was disappointed when it wasn’t. That still didn’t keep a rush of relief from washing over you when you did see who it really was, though. You forced a welcoming smile on to your face as you unlocked all 7 bolts from the door, and opened it to greet Namjoon and Hobi with a hug.

They were cops, currently in their uniforms, also old friends from highschool. They’ve been looking out for you ever since last year, always making sure you knew you were safe beneath their watch. They use to take turns guarding your house until they were told to stop, but you were extremely happy to see them both here at the same time tonight.

“Everything okay?” Hobi asked, having noticed the shake in your limbs during the brief embrace. He leaned back and observed the tension in your eyes, even though you were hoping to hide it.

“Yes, just— today,” was all you could say, and didn’t have to clarify for them to understand.

“That’s why we’re here. We got permission to guard your house tonight,” Namjoon explained, eyes drifting over your shoulder and into your house. “Are you alone?”

“Yes, but Jungkook should be here any minute now. He had to go to South Korea for a week for his fathers birthday and just flew back in tonight, but apparently there’s been some huge wreck on the main highway and everyone has been stuck.”

That bit of information was actually true. However, Jungkook was lucky enough to have just miss it.. because he’s the one that actually caused it. It was honestly dumb-luck as to how he did it, but kind of amazing when given details.

He was in the express lane, him and the car behind him hitting 80mph. He recognized the car as the one that was parked beside his back at the airport, because he had stopped and took a moment to judge the driver for how worn down and raggedy the tires were. One bad pot hole or nail in the road would strip that sucker straight from the rim.

And that’s exactly what inspired him as he recognized the car, an idea sparking that could soon serve as an alibi in the future. He already had a hand out the window, smoking a cigarette. He still has those iron steak-nails he used at his construction sight. They’re 5 inches in length, subtle enough to casually drop out of a car window along with the cigarette. If they hit just right...

He gave it a try, honestly thinking it wasn’t going to work.

But holy fucking hell, did it. Not even a second after he dropped it, did the car suddenly swerve out as it’s tires screeched and sparks flew. Rubber scattered out amongst the road as the car continued to spin out, getting struck by a the car in all 6 lanes of traffic, ultimately causing a huge pile up in just under 10 seconds. It was the most destruction he’s ever witnessed and it happened so fucking fast he almost ran himself off the road just watching from the rear view mirror.

“NO FUCKING WAY!” Jungkook had squawked out as his head rapidly whipped back and forth to witness the massive mess he just created behind him. He was smiling like the maniac he is, undoubtably impressed with himself. He did it so lazily, too. But it only pumped him up even more for what he needed to do- the whole reason he even thought to do that. He only wanted something major enough to buy himself maybe an hour’s worth of time, so that when/if he gets interrogated in the future, they can check the traffic reports for a registered wreck to fit his alibi. But considering that he just shut the whole damn highway down, it’ll not only register but definitely make tonight’s news.

“Ah, yeah. We heard about that. 36 cars piled up. Can’t believe nobody was killed.” Namjoon said.

“How the fuck did that even happen?” You wondered, baffled.

“Some dickhead was going 80 an hour on an old tire and it wiped out after hitting a nail on the road. Thankfully, he only has a broken nose and whip flash, but with all the cars that got totaled— I don’t even want to know how much the cost of damage would be. But it caused 5 miles worth of traffic back-up.”

“Mm..” you grimaced, shaking your head. “Well.. would you guys like some dinner? Maybe some Coffee?”

“Ah, thanks, but there’s no need. We’ve got all the energy drinks and McDonald’s we need. You just chill out for the night, we’re right out here if you need anything,” Hobi assured, making you genuinely smile for the first time in the past two days.

But that was just before a familiar car pulled up that had your mood skyrocketing.

“FINALLY!” You broke out, sprinting down the steps and over the driver side of it right as the man of the hour stepped out. He welcomed you with open arms and easily lifted your feet up of the ground.

He looked just as good as he smelt. You’ve missed him more than words could describe in this past week— and Jungkook knew it. Of course, he had offered to take you with him so that you could finally meet his parents. But as predicted, you declined, saying that it’d be too much to meet his mother when the anniversary of your own’s death was approaching.

You continued to squeeze your arms around his neck for the next several seconds, and it wasn’t until he heard you sniffling and felt your shoulders shake that he realized you were crying. He couldn’t help but like that type of reaction. He was hoping the distance would torment you, maybe teach your ass a lesson.

“Don’t cry,” he rumbled in your ear as he pressed you hard against his lower half, making sure to up the intimacy of the embrace as he felt the eyes of the onlookers in the yard.

He waited for a second before peering over at the officers, who were awkwardly standing beside their cars. He gave a wave, pretending as if he were sheepish about them having to witness this.

“How’s it goin, guys?”

“Fine, fine,” Hobi responded. “Don’t mind us. We’re just here to watch out for you guys.”

“I appreciate that. Really.” He said in his best acting voice, even flashing a dimpled grin that gave off nothing but innocence as the two got into a patrol car, nodding to him in welcome. It actually makes things more convenient for him. They’ll be able to backup his whereabouts later on.

He pondered this while returning his attention to you, coaxing you out of your emotional outburst.

“I’m sorry. It’s just been so hard not having you here. Fuck, I’m so glad you’re back.” You breathed in and sighed out, and he could tell by the end of the last sentence that you were more-so talking to yourself, clinging to him one last time just to greedily soak in the physical presence of his body. He felt something ache in his heart, as well as his jeans.

“Well, I’m here now. Maybe next time, you’ll just go with me,” he lightly chided, hand coming up to pet your head as he kissed the top of it.

“Yeah.. I started regretting it after the first hour you left.” You whispered out, meeting his lips. You kissed each other a couple times, probably more than necessary. But it calmed you down and made you feel steady again. “Come on, I made you something to eat.”

He got his duffel bag out from the back seat and slung it over his shoulder before taking your hand, following you inside. It boosted his ego knowing that the two men watching from the tinted windows of the car were secretly jealous of him. They had a thing for you. Almost every straight guy in highschool did. That’s why he never minded what you wore, and was more than happy to let you flaunt yourself to their eyes. He liked teasing others, knowing they’ll never have such a prize as you.

Once inside, you were quick to relock your bolts. You were very strict about that now, taking extra precautions to prevent a potential attack. It kind of humored him knowing that it was him, a resident inside this very home itself, that those locks were meant to keep out. You’re literally locking yourself in with the killer.

“Damn, you cleaned the hell out of this place.” He ogled, not only taking in the immaculacy but smelling the pinesol and bleach amongst the floors and counter tops. All the laundry was folded, not a speck of dust in sight. You even cleaned the grout amongst the kitchen flooring, it seemed. Nothing looked out of place.

“I had to do something to keep from wigging out,” you shrugged, walking over to start the microwave for him to heat up his dinner plate. He left his duffel bag by the door and grabbed himself a beer before sitting at the table, noticing it’s prestigious shine.

“Did you polish it?”

“Yeah...” you said as you scratched the back of your neck, somehow embarrassed.

“It’s looks amazing in here, kitten. Really. I know you did it to cope but still, you did a damn good job.” He praised, feeling a little bad. He knows this took a lot of work, and it sucks that you opted to do all this just to keep the anxiety of his absence away.

“Thank you,” you sighed, taking his plate out and sitting in down in front him, then handing him some utensils.

“Where’s your plate?”

“I already ate, silly. I’ll munch with you, though.” You began making yourself a salad as he began to eat, complimenting you on how good it was. He doesn’t know that you’ve been awake for two days straight, and that you’re still battling off an anxiety attack. You were expecting it to vanish now that he’s here, but the sleep deprivation was getting to you.

So, you decided to reminisce on better memories. The old days; back when you first met him.

It was senior year of highschool, and he was the new transfer student from South Korea. He was the punk-emo guy that stood out amongst the crowd. All black clothing, more band shirts than anything. He had that messy mop-hair going on, and approximately 6 piercings on each ear, along with a studded labret to boot.

From day one, he was the most attractive guy you’ve ever laid eyes on. Much to his exterior trope, he was anti-social and didn’t seem friendly at all. The only time you personally heard him speak for the first few months of school was when he’d answer the teacher for roll call.

You only had one class together, chemistry. He’d always sit at the back of the classroom, and you’d remember the giddiness you’d feel just before walking into class and making eye contact with him, even for just a split second. You heart always skipped a beat and would threaten to seize up whenever Baley would lean over and tell you that he was looking at you again. Of course, that would be all the interaction you could get, being as you refused to engage any further. But life seemed to play out like a Wattpad fic back then.

Around the middle of first semester, your teacher was fed up with all the chatter amongst friends, so she decided to assign seats. Jungkook’s was still at his designated one, but you had to sit directly in front of him so that Taehyung could sit closer up, next to Baley. It’s also thanks to that class that the two of them fell for each other. It was also the same day she issued a partner-assignment that had to be done with the peer behind you.

You remembered having to play it cool, turning your desk and chair around to face him head-on for the first time ever. You anticipated that he’d still be sporting that ice-cold, disinterested glare, but he actually seemed pleased. He wasn’t actually smiling but he had a friendly glint in his eyes, like he welcomed you.

“Hello,” he started off, naturally confident in himself.

“Howdy,” you responded, immediately hating yourself. You’ve never uttered such a word in your life and you don’t know why the fuck you decided that that was the perfect moment to try it out.

He only snorted back at you, though, amusement swirling in his colorless eyes. You were intimidated by that as well. They were jett black. No distinction between his pupils and his irises. Just solid, black orbs boring into you.

You then continued to battle with basic communication.

“So, uhm.. wh—..”

English, motherfucker! Do you speak it?!

“What parts do you wanna do?” You rushed out.

“I’ll get the information together and answer the questions, as long as you create the PowerPoint and present it to the class,” he said without missing a beat, as if he’d already decided on that for the both of you.

“What criteria, though?” You asked, still waiting on that part.

“All of it...” He reiterated in a “duh” tone.

“That’s not fair to you, though...” you continued.

He arched an impressively sharp brow. “How?”

“You’re literally doing all the hard work.”

He shrugged, and you tried not to drool when you saw all his rings and the veins on his hands and fingers as he took his phone out. “I learned this shit back when I was freshman in South Korea. We’re way ahead of y’all there.”

“Oh.. well.. I can at least do the images and label them.”

Stop starring at his fingers.

“Mm,” he hummed with a lack of conviction, still looking at his phone. “No offense, but no.”

“Uhm.. okay..” you frowned in dejection, not sure how to respond to that.

“I said no offense,” he grinned up at you apologetically. “I just know you’re bad with visualizations.”

“What? I have an A in here. How do you even know that?”

“The teacher got onto you for messing up the labels on the last test. You got all the functions right but failed to match them to their description.” He said without any hesitation, and you were just as stunned as you were embarrassed. But he didn’t seem to be insulting you, and even reassured you of it. “Again, no offense. I just think it’s best for the both of us if I do it.”

“Okay. Cool,” You agreed, deciding to let him have it. Your face still burned, though.

“You still have an important role, don’t worry. Presentation is worth 40%, so you’re still gonna have to put in work and present it accordingly.”

“I can do that.” You nodded, suddenly feeling like you were sitting before a full grown man rather than a teenage boy. You couldn’t help but ask: “How old are you?”

“19,” he mused, as if he knew what you were thinking. He didn’t even ask you why you asked, and instead returned his attention back to his phone screen. “You?”

“18,” you muttered, your eyes reconnecting to his hands like magnets.

You really wanted to compliment them but decided against it, being as you were no longer as confident with this situation. Sure, he deserves to know how beautiful his hands are but you’re weren’t going to be the one to say it. You were expecting a cheeky personality at most, just because it fits the mischievous bad boy bullshit you read about in teen fiction, but you were instead met with a blunt and mature persona that made you intimidated in a way that you’ve never experienced before. He almost seemed.. authoritative to you.

“I see you like my rings.” He smirked, eyes not even looking back up at you. You had spaced out whilst tracing the path of his veins again, and immediately cut your eyes down to your own phone, feigning innocence.

“Whatchu mean?”

“Everyone like my hands, for some reason. I see you’re no different.”

“I ain’t even looking at your hands. Maybe you’re just too conceded,” you shot back, leg nervously pouncing as he lifted his head up to peer at you.

“Really?” He sarcastically challenged, making your insides stir. He sat up straight and pulled his hands back under his desk. “So the gold rings didn’t even catch your eye?”

“Your rings are silver.” You said without even thinking, then straight up face-palmed when you caught yourself.

“Thought so.” He openly grinned, and the little notion caused butterflies to erupt in your tummy. He pulled his phone back out and still wore that playful grin of his as you bashfully held his gaze. “Now, if you think you can manage to tell the truth, what’s your phone number?”

It’s amazing looking back at those memories, because you’re now starting to think that maybe Jungkook just knew back then that you two were going to hit it off. He’s always seemed so sure of himself when it came to you, always knew what the next move was gonna be and never once sent mixed signals or struggled to express how he felt towards you. He’s the most straightforward person you know, so much that it’s almost unnatural at times. If he was ever bluffing about anything outside of being playful, you’ve never been able to call it.

But damn, are you madly in love with him. You guess his ability to always remain focused and blunt is perfect for a person like you. He keeps you moving... well, for the most part. He wants you to move back to South Korea with him, and although you know you’ll eventually give in, you’ve been trying to hold off on it for as long as you can.

It won’t be as easy for you as it was for him. Jungkook was already fluent in English when he came here, thanks to his mother’s bilingualism. He hardly even had an accent from how well adjusted he was to your language. You, however, don’t know a bit of Korean. For you to go there, it would impair you in almost every single way. You won’t be able to go anywhere without him. You won’t be able to read directions or road signs. You won’t be able to go out and eat or order off the menu if there isn’t any pictures. You won’t be able to work. You’ll have to adapt to a whole new culture and way of communication, just to properly function outside of your home without him at your side.

Which, brings along another point, you’ll be without any friends. You don’t want to live in a world where you can’t go out with Taehyung and Baley whenever you wanted. You’ll be lonely as hell and home sick, he’ll be your only source of humanly contact until you learn.

You’ve told yourself that if the two of you remain stable for one more year, then you’ll go. You are ready for a change, but if you could just get one more year of preparation, you’ll be ready to go. You’ll take that leap of faith with him.

“What is it, kitten?” He finally asked, the prolonged silence getting to him.

“Nothing,” you lied, but didn’t want to divulge. “How was your trip?”

“Nice, but I was bummed out the whole time.” He shot you a look that made you pout in apology, but continued. “I talked all about you to them, showed them pictures. Almost fucked up and showed my cousin your vagina.”

You choked on your salad, which made him laugh. “I told you to put those in your hidden folder.”

“There’s so many, I just haven’t taken the time to pick them all out. It’s okay though, they only saw your face. They all think very beautiful— especially my mom.”

Your smile grew at that, “Yeah?”

“Yeah. So does my grandmother and my aunts. They were passing my phone around more than the dishes.” He snorted to himself, “They were even more surprised to see how much I smiled in our selfies. Which... I should warn you, when you do finally see my parents house, don’t be surprised when you spot our photo booth pictures framed in the hall. My mom went feral when she saw how much of a simp I was being in those.”

“She printed those out?!” You almost cried.

“Yes, she did. She printed each one individually and framed them side-by-side.”

“Aw, Kookie. I should’ve just went. I’m so sorry.” You pouted, guilt causing your heart to sink.

“You weren’t ready, angel. They understood,” He assured you, leaning forward to take your hand in his. You suddenly wanted to cry again.

“But I promise to go next time. Or whenever you wanna take me. I swear, I’ll go.” You said in determination, and was a little thrown off by his reaction.

His face went blank for a moment c like his brain needed a second to buffer.

“You will?” He inquired, that being the first time you’ve actually agreed or expressed any type of want. “Why now?”

“Because it sounds like they really want to meet me, too? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. That’s great. I just figured you wouldn’t be moved by that. You really wanna go now?”

“Yeah. Your family sounds so nice.”

“Was that what kept you from coming?” He interrogated, and it’s clear that he genuinely had no faith in you ever entertaining the idea.. which was a little disheartening. You’ve never said you’d never want to go, you’ve always kept a window open for later. You not sure why he’s so surprised.

“No, not necessarily. I wasn’t ready to meet them but if they’re that excited to meet me, then.. of course it’ll make me want to meet them, too. And get a little taste of South Korea.”

“Alright, I’ll plan a trip,” he had to say with forced enthusiasm, which you bought as you kissed his lips. Inwardly, though, he was screaming. If all it fucking took was a little conviction by saying his family was nice, just to make you consider.. them maybe he wouldn’t have had to do what he just did.

Whatever. Extra insurance. He had to tell himself, and decided to retrain his thoughts back on you as he remembered something.

“I have a special surprise for you.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhm,” he stood up and walked over to his duffel, fishing around before pulling something out. “Close your eyes.”

You did as told, and waited about 10 seconds.

“Open.”

You almost shit yourself upon hearing the voice, then came closer to shitting yourself when you took in the familiar Ghostface mask that you seen in the movie Scream.

“WHUZZZUUHHH!” He drawled out while doing the cowabunga fingers, and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“Where the hell did you get that?”

“Halloween store. I got it in Korea.”

That was a lie. He’s had two of these masks for over two years, both of which he got from Party City here in America. He bought one to kill your mother in— the same one he just wore to kill your friends in— and the other one was meant for what he wanted to do now. He wanted to fuck you with it on. He’s not sure why, but why not? You might discover you have a mask kink.

“What the fuck is up with the voice?”

“Sexy, ain’t it?” He animatronically purred out, and it wasn’t until he fully stepped forward and began undoing his belt that you realized he was already shirtless.

Your eyes grew wide as you landed back in your chair, unable to decipher if this was a joke or not. You soon realized it wasn’t as he was now popping his button loose and unzipping his pants— his hardening dick print becoming more prominent.

“You’re not fucking me with that mask on,” you blurted out, sticking your foot out to stop him from advancing any closer.

“I’m fucking you with this mask on,” he argued, grabbing your ankle. “Consider it pay back for the time you refused to give me head unless I let you wear your Burger King crown.”

“No, Darth Vader.” You tried pulling your leg back but soon wound up almost getting drug out of your chair and onto the floor. Your unease soon turned into giggles and screams as wound up besting your play fight, his mask only coming off long enough to go down on you at the kitchen table.

And that’s what set the night off. You went from getting your pussy eaten at the dinner table to getting your throat wrecked on the living room couch. Then you were forced to watch yourself get rammed up against your body mirror in the bedroom, and now you’re bent up like a pretzel amongst your bed.

“Ah— GAH!” You grunted in struggle, finding it hard to cuss like you wanted being as a hand was firmly constricting your air supply. You watched the masked man above you as he heatedly fucked into you, his chain dangling above your face. Your ankles helplessly swayed around his shoulders with each brutal slap of his pelvis. Your face still stung from the actual slaps of his palms, causing you to flinch any time his hands moved. You noticed done time throughout all this that he was hellbent on making you look at that damn mask. You weren’t complaining, though. Just more-so concerned about how hot it must be under there.

But then he slowed down for a moment, trying not to cum again as he lowered his face to yours, and finally decided it was time it come off, being as you were ready for a kiss.

“T-Take that damn mask off—“

Wrong move.

He growled and ripped your hand away as you tried removing it yourself, and you were stunned by how much aggressive he became— more aggressive than he was already being, as if truly lashing out. He man-handled you, flipping you over and plunging back into you with way too much force. You yelped at the intrusion but could do nothing else as he pinned your hands behind your back, picking his speed right back up. He kept your hands locked in place with a single one of his own before clapping the other around your mouth, darkly chuckling at the fright on your face.

“I meant it when I said it’s staying on,” he rasped, pushing into you so deep that veins protruded from your neck in strain.

He couldn’t explain it— or maybe he could. But he felt extremely powerful when he wore this mask. It took him all of two rounds to finally admit to himself that it turned him on, knowing you were getting off to the very same face that your loved ones last looked at in sheer terror. He didn’t realize up until then that he somehow considered Ghostface as a different alternative to himself, one he was growing to like a little too much. It even made his dick more sensitive to the feel of you, making you seem tighter. And warmer. And sluttier.

He’s sure he began speaking Latin somewhere in the midst, but it wasn’t until he saw tears surfacing in your eyes that it dawned on him that his hand had somehow traveled up to cover your nose, as well as your mouth. A moment of panic shot through him when he dropped it and allowed you to breathe, thinking you were gonna make him stop. But much to his pleasant surprise, you only coughed out and mewled, head collapsing on the pillow as you pushed against him, a silent demand keep going. So he did. He made sure to keep the punishing pace up and running. Your body violently jolted with each slam, ass bone aching at the brutal impact. Each thrust was felt like a punch to your cervix and someway or another, you were okay with it.

Little did he know, it was actually because you didn’t want any type of deja vu happening. He fucked you in all the ways you liked the night before you found out that your mother was slaughtered inside your childhood home. You didn’t want tonight to be anything like it. So you let him hurt you.

If only you knew history was going to repeat itself, no matter what the two of you did.

It didn’t take but a few more strokes before he lost his ability to hold off, and emptied himself inside for the third time since he’s arrived back.

Once he did that, the blinds were illuminated in a dim grey, hinting at a sunrise. After a quick shower and clean up, the two of laid there, the mask finally gone.

“What are you thinking, baby?” Jungkook wondered, starring up at the ceiling. You haven’t said much of anything since that last bit. “Did I hurt you? Scare you?”

“No. I could take it.” You said, and it sounded genuine. But he still wanted to know what was on your mind. “I just don’t know what the hell I would do if I didn’t have you. You’re the only person I know that’s never even accidentally done wrong by me. You’ve been nothing but good.”

A void clouded his mind, emotional absence taking place of everything else. It’s a defense mechanism that he’s certain only comes up to block out any sense of guilt or remorse. He kept his gaze up at the ceiling, even as he felt you crane your neck back to look up at him.

“I love you, Kookie. Thank you for being here.”

“I love you too, baby,” he said numbly, those words being true... but his next words were not. “I could never imagine myself doing anything to hurt you.”

Being as he wasn’t planning on looking down, you crawled up for a moment just to kiss him, unbothered by the distant stare in his gaze. You then laid back down and got comfortable, readying yourself for a good days sleep.

“I think it’s finally time I start seeking happiness again, instead of contentment.”

That’s when it hit him. You didn’t notice how his heart cleaned beneath your head, nor was there any way you could feel the tension in his gut. He can’t say he feels full remorseful for what he did, because that would require him sympathizing for the innocent lives he’s taken away, with no rational reason. He simply didn’t feel anything for them. He was only concerned your pain, especially knowing it was unnecessary now. His trip to Korea was enough to motivate you to move on and consider a change of scenery. You didn’t need any fear to drive you out, you just needed time. God only knows how far of a set back this will be now. The fact that you’re laying here, currently thinking that life will only go up from here, when he knows damn good and well it’ll be in shambles again before the day ends..

He really needs to work on his impulses. Maybe homocide shouldn’t always be the first option he leans towards. It was just more fun that way.

But moments like this weren’t fun at all. He remembers how grueling it was last year, waking up with you at the sound of the doorbell going off. He remembers the grim look on the sheriffs face as he told them that they found your mother, dead. It was his arms that had to pick you up off the floor as you crumbled down and screamed, his ears that rung as he held you, not knowing how to console you. For the last year, it’s been his shoulder you’ve cried on, his company keeping you sane, his reassurance telling you that everything was going to be okay.... When it was his hands that caused every single bit of grieve all along.. and was about to cause even more.

So, he did the only thing he could do in that moment. He held you and mentally apologized, hoping that there was some way to telepathically tell you that you mean more to him than life itself, and that’s he’s so sorry for letting it drive him crazy at times. He’s still clinging to the original intention that you’ll say fuck it and flee with him, but he regrets going about it so recklessly.

You were fast asleep now, snoring even. He only hoped the discovery of the bodies would hold off long enough for you to get some much needed sleep. But it seems the universe was done working in his favor.

Those same, familiar knocks sounded off at the door, and he immediately ordered you to stay put as it woke you up.

“Probably just them checking up. Go back to sleep.” He whispered, assertively pushing your head back down and pulling on some sweats before going to the door.

It was the sheriff, same look on his face as last year.

“Sir?” Jungkook frowned, posing cluelessly.

The sheriff looked ghostly pale, like he was nauseated and on the verge of tears. Jungkook knew why but he had to act like it was a throw off.

“Sir..?” He repeated.

“Y’all’s friends.. Baley and Taehyung were found this morning.”

He had to stall and blink, as if he wasn’t catching on to the implications. The sheriff reluctantly continued.

“Baley was found, dead on arrival. Looks like the killer has returned.”

“Wh-What?” Jungkook stuttered, acting like he was bewildered. The sheriff’s next words, however, would spark a more genuine reaction.

“And Taehyung was found unconscious, but still alive.”

Jungkook’s veins ran colder than ever before, all mimicked emotions becoming sincere in that moment.

“Someone attempted to cut his throat, but aimed too high and cut his under jaw instead.”

Jungkook could only stare at the sheriff, probably just as pale in the face now.

“He’s in critical condition. Doctors don’t know if he’ll make it just yet, but there’s a fighting chance that he might.”

#yandere society #bts #jeon jungkook #yandere bts #yandere jungkook #jungkook x reader #bts x reader #bts halloween #bts crack #jungkook smut #bts smut

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scmantic · 1 year ago

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"i'm a witch." they deadpanned with a slight shrug, snorting softly. then she shook her head, "what? no, no. unless you're lactose intolerant like me — then it's poison. that's why i needed to get rid of it. it's poison for me." when leia dropped it almost as soon as she rose the concern, al gave her a thumbs up, "good. you've saved me. it would just go straight in that garbage can otherwise. so, really, you've saved that garbage bag from eventually leaking because i obviously wouldn't dump it out before."

❝ how'd you know ? ❞ leia asked , reaching out for the cup and taking a sip like it was muscle memory . the relief of much - needed caffeine caused her to relax , absentmindedly swirling the drink in her hand . it took a few moments for her to pause and dart her eyes between al and the coffee . ❝ you didn't poison this , did you ? ❞ she asked the other in a half - playful and half - nervous tone . ❝ nothing bad happened to this coffee , right ? ❞ her eyes automatically focus back on the coffee in hand , caving and taking another sip before the other can even answer . ❝ nevermind . this is too yummy . what happens , happens ! ❞

#ao // thread #pastelrcsa // leia

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mxndoscyarika · 5 years ago

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The Pedro Boys vs. Spicy Food

Author’s note: I initially meant to keep this within the PNWC, but then I felt like it was too niche to NOT share it on here. So...here you go!

Din/Mando:

Is he really a mandalorian if he can’t handle spicy food???

Of course he can handle spicy food; in fact, he seeks it out

This guy’s gastrointestinal system is stronger than beskar

Beats all the spicy food challenges with barely a drop of sweat on his forehead (not that anyone will see, anyways)

Is THAT person who adds hot sauce to everything whenever possible

Thinks sriracha is the same as ketchup

Understands that some of the best preserved/fermented foods are the best BECAUSE they’re so spicy it prevents it from spoiling

Javi:

Look

He’s not a weakling, okay, he’s from Texas and grew up eating various forms of Mexican food

He can handle a bit of spicy food, but only up to the American level of spice, which is sort of hot but not face-melting

Can probably eat a raw jalapeno with a straight face

Unless it’s one of the really spicy ones

Then he’s suffering

Sweats when the food is too spicy for him, creating a beautiful sheen to his skin

His S.O. probably thinks he looks really sexy, because that neck? Shining with sweat? Javi won’t be the only one sweating

Frankie:

Eats spicy food once in a while, like hot cheetos or buffalo wings

Can handle Taki’s-level of spiciness, but he still makes a face every time

Pope teases him about it

Generally stays away, because his stomach doesn’t react well to certain spices

But if it’s a special occasion? Why not?

He has a glass of milk, beer, or ranch on standby constantly

Gotta be prepared just in case, right?

One time he and the boys were at Buffalo Wild Wings, and Benny made him try the “Blazing” flavor for shits and giggles

There were very few giggles, but there were lots of shits

Marcus:

This is a guy who likes spicy food, but only if it’s truly meaningful

A spicy cioppino? Sign him the fuck up

A good plate of tacos with spicy salsa? Yessssssssssssssss he would put it everywhere like a Jackson Pollock painting

You’re not gonna catch him eating the level 5 spiciness of Thai red curry

He tried it once and nearly passed out, because this is Asian-level spiciness we’re talking about here

He generally likes milder spice levels, but he can handle a bit of spice if there’s no other option

Gets a runny nose when the food is too spicy for him, but doesn’t sweat

Is the kind of person who will eat ice cream to get rid of the burning instead of drinking milk

Whiskey:

He likes spicy food

Automatically reaches for whatever hot sauce is available when the food is too bland

He knows how to handle spice...kind of

The burn of cayenne peppers is familiar, and wakes him right up

But he’s also mostly familiar with spicy food in the scope of American cuisine

Some of the spiciest foods he’s ever eaten were on missions to other countries

After numerous stomach aches and countless glasses of milk (who knew he was lactose intolerant?) he tries to play things safe

It doesn’t mean he won’t try the ghost pepper challenge because Tequila did it, though

Ezra:

This man has been to many places and eaten many things to survive

He can handle a little bit of spicy food, ok?

Some plants are just naturally spicy, and there’s something about the way they tingle his mouth is alluring

Has totally bought and eaten ultra-spicy foods when he’s bored

What else is he going to do? It’s not like he has anything else to keep his mouth busy

If you know what I mean

Has also accidentally gone down on someone after eating spicy crisps

Needless to say, the object of his affections was NOT happy

Maxwell:

Thinks water is spicy

Black pepper doesn’t even EXIST in his mansion, the poor cooks are suffering

One time he bit into one(1) chili flake and started hacking up a lung

He’s the type of person who orders something that��s marked as “spicy” and asks to make it not spicy

Thinks the word “zesty” is the same as a food being “spicy”

When he bites into a peppercorn, he looks like he’s in the middle of labor

His entire upper body turns redder than his date’s lipstick

Tears start pouring down his face, and sweat makes his hair stick to his forehead

He has a (literal) meltdown

Rips off his tie and unbuttons his shirt because “it’s too hot!”

#Pedro Pascal #din djarin #javier peña #Frankie morales #agent whiskey #Marcus pike #ezra #Maxwell lord #Pedro Pascal characters #my writing #Pedro Pascal headcanons

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doyourgumsgrowback · 4 years ago

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Natural Gum Regrowth

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crockettmarcel · 5 years ago

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Do you have any hcs for Elsa Curry? If so do you wanna share? 👀

I’m gonna kill u I was about to go to bed omg

but we know literally nothing about Elsa except for the fact that she’s short and blonde so here we go

she skipped a year in high school which means she started college at 17

her mom was one of those pushy PTA type moms which is partly why she skipped a grade - obviously, she had the intelligence for it, but her mom was the one that persuaded the school to make it happen

I’ve said it with Reese and I’ll say it with Elsa - this bitch is autistic. literally from the first moment I saw her I was like Yep. Another one

she’s desperate to prove herself to everyone (like Reese was), but unlike Reese, she’s super self-confident

her confidence came from years of hating herself then suddenly being like Hm maybe I don’t suck that much, and faking the confidence and self-love until it was real

aside from English she can also speak Spanish and French, and a little bit of Mandarin

she’s a straight-up (haha) lesbian. wow funny. anyway, she first thought she might possibly like girls when she was 14, took a load of “am I gay?” quizzes online, concluded she was, and left it at that. ( I had to do maths to work out if her timeline fit with the timeline of the internet. it does but fuck maths )

this means she was born in 1994 - it’s important that I know this

she seems like a massive bitch at work but she’s actually a big softie!!

she can knit

she has a 9 year old sphynx called Rob that she adopted from a shelter in her first year of med school(why anyone would get rid of a sphynx is beyond her). he was already named Rob when she got him.

each year she knits him a new jumper. he has 3 so far and each one is uglier than the last

she’s not lactose intolerant but she just. hates dairy. tastes bad

her biggest dream is to visit what she calls “the top three national parks” (name is entirely opinion based) - Yellowstone, Death Valley, and Glacier, Montana.

she spends a lot of time at a gay bar called Sidetrack (when she isn’t studying of course)

it’s not even 11pm and I feel like I’m dying (watch me stay up until 2am anyway) so this is all I have for now :•)

#elsa curry #chicago med #headcanon #ask

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tinkerotr · 2 years ago

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OUH OUH OUH TIME TO SHARE A FACT:

I was talking with my cousin the other day about dairy and how hard it’s been to gradually cut some out: like it took me YEARS to complete the transition from cow milk to almond/oat milk, and every once in a while i’ll still CRAVE it???

anyways she noticed how disturbed i was by my natural tendency toward dairy and goes:

“well you’ll never probably be able to fully get rid of dairy or if you do you fully have to retrain your liver and other digestive organs ‘cause we’re eastern european”

and proceeds to explain of course: basically HUMANS WERE LACTOSE INTOLERANT BEFORE WITH LIVERS THAT HAD NO ENZYMES OR WTV TO PROPERLY DIGEST LACTOSE!!! TOLERATING LACTOSE IS LITERALLY AN EVOLUTIONARY ASPECT OF THE HUMAN DIGESTIVE SYSTEM

Eastern Europe at some point just “appropriated” drinking cow’s milk, to put it that way, it was such a heavy source of nutrition that there was kind of no choice??? or something like that and that’s why there’s SUCH a huge separation in those who can and can’t digest lactose, because although we have now lactose-tolerant bodies, some of us will tolerate more because of a LINE of ancestors that drank straight from the utter (can’t deny that was my guilty pleasure as a kid that would get me in trouble because milk was expensive AND at that point cows were getting more diseases and infections but here I am still, handing over this info)

and there is also a difference in lactose production and factory rules and whatnot from country to country, and that’s why your lactose-related problems that will BLOW UP on you in the U.S./ Northern American continent will probably be at rest when digesting lactose treated in europe.

That’s actually something that, as humans, you should have a right to know so you’re understanding WHY your milk/cheese in your home American country causes your bowels to disintegrate whereas going overseas (where your body should actually be on transition mode to get used to climate change, jet lag and whatnot) you’ll find your body ENJOYING gluten/lactose-full foods and then not once you return.

So there we have it. Not only is lactose intolerance unparalleled with human evolution, but it’s also a sign of food-governing institutions lacking in their production for capitalist reasons aka PROFIT AND NOT CARE.

so. no reason for my sharing this information other than hoping to give anyone the freedom to enjoy their dairy or not but based on their own needs instead of options available…

food scarcity has always been the reason for our human shifts, because we have certain needs that will never shift. what we have around to answer those needs, however, will impact how we shift, from the inside out… huh, who would’ve thought

#lactose intolerance #lactose evolution #gluten #milk talks #eastern europe milk crazed for real

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got7ficsandaus · 7 years ago

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GOT7 REACTION: You’re insecure about your weight.

Jaebum:

It was a Sunday morning, and just like every other Sunday morning you had gotten up early to prepare breakfast for your boyfriend. The only difference today was that you decided to check your phone and go on twitter. You hadn’t been on twitter for a really long time, ever since you started dating Jaebum actually. You thought the environment was toxic and that you did not need that negativity in your life. You had been really good at avoiding twitter but recently you started missing it. You missed the funny memes being shared and you missed seeing that idol-fan interaction that only really happens on twitter so you decided to go on for a short while. You tweeted something about how long it has been and boi did your notifications blow up. You saw hundreds of messages of IGOT7 saying how you and Jaebum were actual couple goals and how they were so happy for you two. Hmm… maybe twitter isn’t so bad after all you thought. You continued scrolling through the tweets and there it was. The first hate tweet. For some reason after seeing the first mean comment about you those were the only ones you could see. There might have been 200 nice messages for every 1 mean message but they went unnoticed. You only started reading the mean messages and for some reason they were all about your weight. ‘’Am I really that overweight?’ you thought to yourself. You walked to the mirror and suddenly saw all the things the haters were mentioning. You had saggy thighs, your arms jiggled when they moved, when you smiled your double chin was showing. All these things you have never noticed before suddenly were the only things you could see. It didn’t matter anymore that you were satisfied with the way you looked suddenly it was about all those anonymous people on the internet. They decided when you could be satisfied.

You were so caught up in your own thought you didn’t hear Jaebum coming downstairs. ‘’What no breakfast today?’’ He said as he placed his arms around you back hugging you and giving you a small kiss in your neck. ‘’Oh sorry I totally forgot! Let me go make it quickly!’’ you said in return trying to act as if nothing was wrong. You decided to forget about what those people on the internet said. They were only jealous about your relationship anyway.

It was three weeks later and for some reason the thoughts about your weight hadn’t left your mind ever since. Jaebum started to notice something was going on but every time he asked you about it you dismissed it and said nothing was going on. He accepted this until he came home one day seeing you on the floor sitting in a corner, crying with your head in your hands, your clothes scattered everywhere. He ran up to you and held you close. ‘’You have to tell me what is wrong! I am not taking nothing for an answer! I love you I want to help you but you have to let me!’’ ‘’T-t-they say I am too f-f-fat to be with you. T-t-t-that I am t-too ugly. T-t-t-that I d-d-don’t d-d-deserve you.’’ You stuttered ‘’Who? Who said that? People on the internet? Baby I told you it’s not true what they are saying! Do they know me? No, they don’t! They think they do but they don’t. They don’t know me, they don’t know you, they don’t know our relationship. They are outsiders looking in and just because you and I are making choices they don’t agree with does not mean what they think is right! It does not mean that I don’t love you just the way you are! Just because they’re saying you are fat and that you should be unhappy with yourself it is true? First of all, it shouldn’t matter what other people think about you as long as you are happy and healthy that’s all that matters. Second of all, you are not fat! You are curvy and to me that is sexy as hell and you used to think the same so what happened? Why do you value the opinions of the people you don’t know over the opinions of yourself and the people you love and love you?’’ Jaebum lectured you. ‘’You’re right’’ you mumbled wiping away the tears. ‘’What was that? I couldn’t quite here that right.’’ Jaebum teased. ‘’ I said you’re right. ‘’Good girl, now let’s go eat some pizza.’’

Mark:

You had always felt insecure about your weight but never did anything about it. When you started feeling more down and less energetic you decided to go to the doctor. When the doctor told you it might be related to your weight you decided enough was enough and that you needed to lose weight. You made an appointment with a dietician and were on a roll with your weight loss journey to a healthier version of yourself.

It took a while but you had finally reached your weight goal but for some reason you felt like you didn’t slim down enough. You still saw unwanted fat on places despite the positive comments everyone gave you. Maybe it was because of those positive comments. Maybe you loved the compliments so much you wanted to lose more and more weight to keep receiving those compliments so you did. You lost so much more weight it started to scare Mark. He tried to recall the last time he saw you eating anything containing any form of sugar but he couldn’t. There is nothing wrong with a sugar free diet but when you started cutting fruit from your diet due to the fruit sugars it contained Mark realized something was wrong.

‘’Babe, me and the boys are going out to eat are you coming?’’ Mark asked you. You hated going out to eat, you hated it when anyone saw you eat but it was the third time Mark asked you to go out this week and you couldn’t come up with any excuse so you decided to go. When you arrived at the restaurant and saw it was a pizzeria your heart dropped. How were you going to eat anything here? You planned to just order a salad without any dressing and say that you weren’t really hungry because you had a large snack before but you couldn’t order a salad at this place. They served a salad as a side dish next to the pizza. Mark noticed your mood change and asked what was wrong. ‘’Nothing I’m just not that hungry. Is it okay if I eat your salad I don’t think I can eat a pizza right now?’’ You said hoping Mark would think nothing off it. ‘’I can literally hear your stomach grumbling. I know you are hungry and pizza used to be your favourite thing to eat what happened? Lately you’ve only been eating raw vegetables and drinking water. You’ve gotten so skinny I am worried about you please just tell me what is wrong.’’ Mark pleaded. ‘’Can we discuss this later please? I don’t want to talk about it in front of the boys. Can we please do this at home?’’ you responded. ‘’Fine.’’

Mark was on edge the entire dinner, when you guys were ordering and you announced you were only going to eat the salad you could feel Mark’s anger bar rising, when everyone decided to go out for ice cream after but you said you were lactose intolerant, which was a lie, so you couldn’t eat with them, you could feel Mark’s anger bar rising and when you were finally at home just the two of you and you had pretended to fall asleep in the car so you wouldn’t have to have the conversation Mark’s anger bar exploded. He lifted you out of the car, into the bedroom fully aware that you were awake but he realized his tactics weren’t going to work. He realized he couldn’t help you by himself so he decided to get the help of a professional. Mark learned that from the symptoms he described you most likely had an eating disorder and/or body dysmorphia and that you needed professional help. But when Mark told you what he did and that he wanted you to go to therapy it did not go the way he wanted. You downright refused to listen to what he had to say and did not agree with his so called findings.

‘’Baby, please let me help you. Please let’s go to therapy you can go alone we can go together I just want you to get help. You’re scarring me and your body does not look healthy so please let me help you and let’s get you healthy again’’. Mark said. ‘’I don’t think that’s necessary.’’ You replied. ‘’Please Y/N! if not for you then do it for me please!’’ Mark was now begging you. It hurt you to see Mark like this so you decided to accept his help. You still did not think that you needed it but you’d do anything to rid the painful expression Mark had written on his face.

It’s was a year later and therapy had been going great. You realized Mark was right and that you had a distorted view of yourself. You had started your road to a healthy weight again only this time from the other side of the spectrum.

Jackson:

You had always been a big girl growing up and it had never bothered you. Sure sometimes kids would say something about your weight but it never really got to you. This was until you started dating Jackson. Dating him meant you were now in the public eye. Not only were you in the public eye you were also in a new environment, an environment that had beauty standards the complete opposite of what you looked like; porcelain skin? Not really something you had. Long straight hair? It took hours to straighten yours and with only a little bit of humidity it would be frizzy and unmanageable. And then there was the body type matter. In Korea skinny bodies are praised and you just did not have a skinny body and for a very long time that was fine. The way your parents had raised you had taught you that beauty was in the eye of the beholder and as long as you liked the way you looked and as long as you were a healthy and kind person there was no one more beautiful than you on the earth. Have courage and be kind was your motto and up until now you were proud to say you have lived true to your motto. But recently your courage had been flooding down the drain. For some reason you didn’t dare to wear the skintight dresses you used to wear anymore. Wearing a tight shirt without having a coat to cover you was a no go and working out with just a pair of leggings and a sports bra on? Only if it were a privet gym. Jackson of course started to notice your change in clothing and wanted to know what was going on with you. Was this just a normal change because hey, style changes over time or was something deeper going on.

‘’Why don’t you wear this dress anymore? It used to be your favourite and actually the way it hugs your body so tightly it became my favourite too’’ Jackson said holding up one of your bodycon dresses and giving you a wink. ‘’ I don’t know I just don’t really like the way my body looks in that dress anymore. It reveals everything and it looks good when I have shapewear on but I don’t really feel like wearing shapewear since it obstructs by breathing and it kind of feels like it’s cutting of my blood circulation.’’ You shrugged. Jackson thought this was weird you had always liked the way you looked and always told him you liked the way you looked with the few extra pounds on your body. You had always said skinny wasn’t for you, you wanted to be a chubby person like those cherubs. ‘’Since when don’t you like your body anymore?’’ ‘’I don’t know it’s just that where I come from, I don’t stand out that much but here I am really deviating from the norm. I am not what’s beautiful here and that makes me not like the way I look right now. I just think I should lose a bit of weight.’’ You replied as if it was no big deal. ‘’Baby listen to me. If you want to lose a bit of weight because you would feel more confident, be my guest don’t let anyone stop you, but don’t do it because you think that other people will like you more or because other people will think you look more beautiful.’’ ‘’I just want to lose a bit of weight so I look more appropriate to be dating you.’’ You said, explaining the real reason you were now sworn off of skintight clothing. ‘’For me?! No, don’t change yourself for me! I love the way you look! I love the curves you have they drive me crazy woman! Honestly I deserve an award for not jumping you every time I see you.’’ Jackson joked trying to light up the mood. ‘’That’s called manners Jackson, no one deserves an award for manners it should be a common thing.’’ You said rolling your eyes. ‘’Well can I be a savage then for tonight?’’ he said wrapping his arms around you moving his hands towards your ass. ‘’Only because you asked nicely.

Jinyoung:

Growing up you had always struggled with your weight you got bullied at school and even worse you also got bullied at home. Your mom always called you a lazy pig and other hurtful names and your siblings weren’t nicer to you either. Your confidence level was near zero and so you were amazed, surprised and very uncertain when this handsome young man walked up to you all those years ago to ask you for your number. You were a hundred per cent sure he did it for a bet and despite your certainty of getting hurt if you would engage with this man there was something about the look in his eyes and the sweet smile on his face that made you give him your number.

It was now 5 years after the young man had asked for your number. You started going on dates and one thing led to another you were now engaged with the most wonderful person on the world. When you were around Jinyoung you were never reminded of you weight. He made you feel so comfortable your insecurities were the last thing you thought about.

You and Jinyoung had decided to keep your relationship private, only a few close friends knew. Jinyoung knew about your confidence issues and thought it wouldn’t be wise to have your relationship out in the public. He had seen how the partners of idols were treated by some so called fans and did not want you to go through this hardship. Usually however, when marriage is involved everyone is happy and no hate is being thrown. Which is why Jinyoung decided to announce your engagement to the public he posted a picture of the moment he asked you on his social media tagging you in the picture with the caption: ‘The love of my live I cannot believe we will finally be together forever as husband and wife’. The comments on his picture were full of congratulatory messages. Some were confused because they thought he was single. Some were negative because now he wasn’t on the market anymore but most were happy and positive comments. You on the other hand did not receive the nice congratulatory messages. You received negative messages about how you were stealing Jinyoung away from his fans, and how you weren’t good enough for him. It seemed like everyone agreed a woman with a body like yours was not deserving of dating an idol. Deep down you knew Jinyoung loved you no matter what you looked like but for some reason all the insecurities that Jinyoung helped you so well to put away reached the surface. You were so caught up in your own denigrating thoughts you didn’t hear Jinyoung coming into the room. ‘’Hey baby! The reactions are so great I can’t believe I was actually worried! Everyone is being so kind and congratulatory it’s great!’’ Jinyoung exclaimed. ‘’Ah yes wauw so great.’’ You responded trying to sound as enthusiastic as Jinyoung was. Your fake enthusiasm obviously did not make the cut and he noticed something was off. ‘’What’s wrong? Are you having second thoughts about marrying me?’’ Jinyoung asked thinking it was the thought of the future marriage that brought down your mood. ‘’’NO! Of course not! I love you and I can’t wait to be married to you. It’s nothing okay. I just received a few negative messages but they’re nothing really.’’ you said. ‘’How many is a few? How bad are they? What were they about? Honestly I wish you could just dismiss those comments. Who cares what strangers think about us? It shouldn’t matter. The only thing that matters is how I feel about you and how you feel about me. And I can assure if you love me only a tenth as much as I love you we will be married forever.

Youngjae:

All your life you had been very skinny and it had made you feel very insecure. Whilst all of your girlfriends grew curves during their puberty you just grew taller. The worst thing about it was that no one allowed you to complain about the way you felt about your body. When your friends were complaining about the thickness of their thighs and how difficult it was to find pants that would fit their thighs and not be extremely large on the waste they always looked at you and said: ‘’Oh but you obviously don’t have that problem you are so lucky you are so skinny and no matter what you eat you don’t gain any weight.’’ Little did they know that actually not gaining any weight was just as much torture to you as gaining weight was to them. You wanted to be curvy too. You wanted to go wear a low cut shirt and actually have a cleavage, you wanted to wear pants that were not oversized at the hip area. You wanted to wear strapless pumps without your feet coming out every time you took a step but because you were skinny you weren’t allowed to complain. It didn’t matter that in most stores a XS was too small and that you had to shop in the kids department even though you were a grown woman. No society says they like your body therefore you have to like your body.

Moving to Korea had made a lot of your problems go away. The people were generally smaller then were you came from so the clothes also came in smaller sizes. Due to the beauty standards in Korea you didn’t stand out as much as you used to simply because there were more people that looked like you. This all made you feel better about the way you looked but you still did not feel satisfied. Every time you wore a bodycon dress or a tight fitting shirt you always felt like you missed something when looking in the mirror. The something that you missed were curves. In your opinion you looked like a child trying on their mother’s clothes and it was not a good look. Youngjae knows what it’s like to feel insecure about the way your body looks so he always tried to compliment you. His compliments made you feel better but they never got rid of your insecurity.

You had thought about getting plastic surgery, but you were quite scared about what people were going to say and more importantly you had watched one too many episodes of botched. So when one day you were browsing online and you came across a website called butt secret you had possible found the answer your problems. The website sold things such as waist trainers and shapewear, but they also sold butt lifters that help increase the size of your hips and butt and silicon breast cups to increase the size of your breasts. As you were ordering your things Youngjae came home came to you to say hello. ‘’Hey baby I’m ho… what’s that? What are you ordering?’’ he said as he saw your laptop screen. ‘’Oh it’s like shapewear that gives you curves. I just don’t like the way my body looks it’s too childish and boyish and I just want curves.’’ You explained. ‘’Oh, okay. Just know that I don’t think your body looks childish and boyish! If you want to wear these things to make yourself feel more comfortable and confident then be my guest but know that you don’t have to do it for me or anyone else. I love you just the way you are okay? You know I even have a song about it. It’s called Just Right I don’t know it you know it but what is said it that song also goes out to you okay? Youngjae joked. ‘’I know, thank you. I love you.’’ ‘’I love you more!’’ Youngjae exclaimed. ‘’And I love you the most.’’ You replied.

Bambam:

It had all begun when you and Bambam announced your relationship to the public. There were a lot of nice and congratulatory messages but there were also a lot of hate messages. Bambam told you to ignore them and block and report everyone who send them to you. So you did, but before you can report something you still need to know what the message says, so you still read all the messages and they got to you. There were a lot about how you didn’t deserve Bambam and how you were an attention whore who only was with him for his fame. You knew Bambam didn’t feel the same way so really it should not have mattered but you did not have the luxury to disregard what strangers said about you even though it was untrue. Later on in your relationship those messages started going away, not because people were finally accepting you as a couple but because they had something new to bully you with.

Ever since you and Bambam had announced your relationship you had gained weight. Not an incredible large amount but still enough to have it be noticed. Your increased body size was now the hot topic to send you hate messages about. And it wasn’t only so called fans on the internet it was also the media. Tabloids printed covers with you on it bashing your weight gain, internet blogs spurted their nasty unfiltered insults everywhere and even Bambam was asked questions about your weight during interviews. He always responded with the same answer. That he loved you no matter what you looked like and that they were ridiculous for asking that question. When he would come home he would always compliment you on your looks trying to get the negative thoughts out of your head, but everyone knows one negative is stronger than God knows how many positive thoughts. So even though you did feel better after hearing Bam’s compliments it did not outweigh your negative thoughts.

The longer the messages lasted the more you started to believe they were actually true. Despite the fact that you still had a healthy weight, despite the fact that actually you didn’t think that our body looked bad and that you actually thought you looked better and healthier than before you still started to hate your body. At one point it got so bad Bam decided that enough was enough. He turned to his social media and called everyone out he had enough of people treating his girlfriend as if she was a product on the market and gave everyone his piece of mind. Some people got the memo and apologized to you but unfortunately a lot did not. That’s when Bambam decided to ask ahgase for help he wanted to do something special for you so he decided to get as many videos of ahgase saying what they liked about you as he could. He then asked the boys and your family and friends to make videos as well and made it into a video. When it was finished he had the whole night planned. He rented a projector and set up a cozy outdoor theater on the roof with lots of blankets, pillows and of course snacks. He hung fairy lights everywhere to give it a romantic vibe and to his luck it was a little cold meaning you would snuggle into him all night. When he took you to the roof you could not believe your eyes it was absolutely beautiful and you blessed to have a boyfriend that would do this for you. You thought things couldn’t get more perfect. Until he screened the video that was. You were absolutely amazed that there were so many strangers who thought all these positive things of you that you got teary eyed. When the video came to its ends you had tears running all over your face and Bambam got worried. ‘’What you don’t like it?’’ he asked you. ‘’No no that’s not it I love it so much thank you.’’ You replied. ‘’Then why are you crying baby?’’ Bambam laughed. ‘’I’m just so touched I can’t believe you did this for me this is amazing I love you sooooo much.’’ You said as you kissed him.

Yugyeom:

Your appearance was something you never gave much attention to. That did not mean you looked like a slob it just meant you didn’t really care what you looked like to other people as long as you were confident and happy it was fine. This attitude came from your parents they always pointed out how the inside was of a much bigger importance than the outside. They never complimented you on the way you looked instead they complemented you on the things you did. Some people said that this was wrong and that you should be complemented on your looks to grow your confidence but you liked it. You liked getting complimented on something you had a 100% control over instead of something you were born with. This was also something Yugyeom was absolutely crazy about. He saw how the girlfriends of his hyung’s would sometimes get negative comments about their appearance and how it would affect them. He was glad that even if people would say bad things about you it wouldn’t hurt you as much or so he thought. Yes, to you your inside was more important than your appearance but that did not mean that you were immune to negative comments about your appearance especially if they came from people that actually knew you.

The first time you got hate you shrugged it off quickly. No, it wasn’t nice to read that someone felt that way about you but they didn’t know you so they judged you solely based on your appearance and if you weren’t their style there is nothing wrong with that. You went on treating your new hate comments the same way you treated the first one. But when someone who you thought was your friend said something along the same lines you started getting insecure. As you were waiting backstage for Yugyeom you overheard some of the staff talking about you. They obviously didn’t know you were there since you came as a surprise and did not tell anybody. ‘’ What do you think about Yugyeom girlfriend?’’ one said. ‘’Well I don’t know, I mean she is nice and all but it also comes across as fake and can she please go exercise or something like you are dating an idol keep up the look it’s not that hard.’’ The other one replied. ‘’RIGHT?! Like come on you weigh more than your boyfriend hahahahhaha.’’ They continued making fun of you. Upon hearing this you looked down at your body hmm, yes I mean you were a bit on the larger size and when you wore Yugyeom’s shirts they fit you quite well instead of that oversized ‘boyfriend’ effect it was supposed to have but…. was that really so wrong? You didn’t have more time to think about it because Yugyeom just came walking through the door absolutely excited to see you. You tried to put away the thought for later and enjoy the moment with Yugyeom but that was easier said than done. Yugyeom of course noticed your mental absence and asked you what was wrong when the two of you were finally alone in your hotel room. ‘’ Baby, you’ve been acting a little strange all night it something wrong?’’ ‘’Do you think I should lose weight? Like I mean I am a bit on the big size so if you want me to lose some weight please tell me! Cause I know how much guys like it when girls wear their clothes and they’re so big they basically drown in them and when I wear your shirts it’s like I just took it out of my closet so…’’ you spurted out. ‘’ Wow stop no. I do not want you to lose weight unless you want to. I like the way you fit in my clothes just fine alright. What’s gotten into you? You never used to give much attention to things like this.’’ He asked you. ‘’I know. It’s just that I overheard some of the staff saying I should lose some weight in order to look more appropriate to date you that’s just it.’’ You responded. ‘’WHICH STAFF SAID THAT? WHO WAS IT I WILL GO AND GIVE THEM A PIECE OF MIND! YOU ARE PERFECT FOR ME I LOVE YOU, YOU LOVE ME NOTHING ELSE IS NECESSARY!’’ Yugyeom exclaimed. ‘’It’s okay Yugyeom you don’t have to scold them okay. I’m fine it was just a thought that I had okay it’s fine.’’ ‘’Alright then. Just know that I love you okay I would never ask you to alter your appearance, or anything really, for me.’’ Yugyeom said after he calmed down. ‘’I love you too.’’

[A/N] Hi guys, hope you liked it please leave me feedback and feel free to request anything! Also sorry it's so long haha

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basics what’s your name ➔ Noma do you have a nickname ➔ Sweetie is my top one now thx to Jay, or Nom do you have a middle name ➔ yes do you like your name ➔ sure do people often mispronounce your name ➔ They usually say Norma D: do you like the meaning of your name ➔ i guess? when is your birthday ➔ Feb 11th how old are you ➔ 28 do you like your age ➔ i yearn for death what’s your zodiac sign ➔ Aquarius

appearance what’s your hair colour ➔ Blonde is your current hair colour your natural hair colour ➔ Mostly, still working on getting rid of the bleach though do you dye your hair ➔ Not as of late do you have natural highlights ➔ Looks like it now when was the last time you had a haircut ➔ About a month and a half or so ago what length is your hair right now ➔ Not too short, just below my chin do you have straight, wavy or curly hair ➔ a bit of wavy and straight do you have frizzy hair ➔ no do you use a curling iron ➔ i want to do you use a hair straightener ➔ no i dont like em do you braid your hair ➔ No what’s your eye colour ➔ Yellow/brown do your eyes change colour ➔ Yeah, the yellow turns green sometimes do you wear contacts ➔ No, they bug my eyes if so, do you use colour contacts or regular contacts ➔ No. do you wear glasses ➔ Yes do you have naturally long eyelashes ➔ Kinda I guess? do you wear braces ➔ thank god no do you have dimples ➔ no do you have moles ➔ Yes do you have outstanding cheekbones ➔ well they’re more prominent now than they were before but they’re not outstanding do you have freckles ➔ No do you have piercings ➔ Ears do you have tattoos ➔ No I’m afraid of needles do you wear make up ➔ Rarely do you paint your nails ➔ I’ve been meaning to get back into doing that do you wear jewelry ➔ Yes are you happy with your height ➔ Sure but I’ve been told I should seem shorter than I am???

personality would you consider yourself outgoing or shy ➔ Shy around new people but comfortable with those I know are you sarcastic ➔ HIGHLY what’s your biggest fear ➔ Something tragic happening to my dogs what’s your guilty pleasure ➔ Doughnuts, Oreos, red velvet are you religious ➔ A bit do you get easily along with people ➔ I want to but have difficulty getting close to many anymore do you cry easily ➔ Not as badly as before

school do you go to middle school ➔ Not for a longass time do you go to high school ➔ Noooo do you go to a private school ➔ Nope are you home schooled ➔ I was before have you graduated from school ➔ Ye what grade are you in ➔ 3rd year community college have you skipped a grade ➔ No I’m not that special have you been held back a grade ➔ No have you ever failed a class ➔ No have you been sent to the principals office ➔ Yes but that’s because some kid thought I was chasing after him for no reason when I was chasing somebody else and he reported me for it |: have you cheated on a test ➔ Probably

family do you live with your biological parents ➔ No do you tell your parents everything ➔ I don’t speak to my dad and my mom passed on do you have strict parents ➔ No do you have siblings ➔ A brother and two sisters are you the oldest ➔ No are you in the middle ➔ No are you the youngest ➔ Yes are all of your grandparents still alive ➔ My grandparents on my mom’s side are, my dad’s parents passed on friendships do you have a best friend ➔ Yes! do you have more than 10 friends ➔ Well sure do you have at least 2 friends you can trust with your life ➔ I guess? do you have a lot of guy friends, a lot of girl friends or equal girl and guy friends ➔ Probably more guy friends but I don’t really keep track do you text with your friends a lot ➔ A select few relationships what’s your relationship status ➔ Almost 11 years with the same dude have you ever been in love ➔ Yes do you believe in love at first sight ➔ Lust, more like have you ever been in a relationship ➔ Yes have you ever had a secret admirer ➔ Yes have you ever been asked out on a date ➔ Ye a few have you ever been kissed ➔ Boy have I have you ever made out with someone ➔ Yes have you ever been cheated on ➔ Yes ):< have you ever been proposed to ➔ Yes do you want to get married ➔ Yes do you want kids ➔ Nope

country where were you born ➔ NorCal where do you live right now ➔ SoCal |: have you ever been out of the country ➔ No do you prefer country or city ➔ Country, I don’t do city. do you like sightseeing ➔ Kinda is one or more of your parents from another country ➔ No what places would you like to visit ➔ Japan and Peru are at the top of my list, but there’s talk of visiting Mexico soon are you fluent in more than one language ➔ Working on it what languages can you speak ➔ English

health do you have any allergies ➔ Morphine and latex are you lactose intolerant ➔ No have you had surgery ➔ Yes have you had stitches ➔ Yes have you broken a bone ➔ No has someone close to you died of a disease ➔ Yes do you exercise a lot ➔ Nothing too hardcore but I try to exercise daily experiences have you ever had a near death experience ➔ Yes have you ever been on a plane ➔ Yes have you ever had an all nighter ➔ Yes have you ever been to school/work after a sleepless night ➔ Yes have you ever been in a physical fight ➔ No have you ever been to a wedding ➔ Yes have you ever been to a funeral ➔ I’ve been to a wake have you ever lived in a different country ➔ No

have you ever been drunk ➔ Yes

have you ever been trick or treating ➔ YES!! have you ever been in a school play ➔ Yes have you ever been to a camp ➔ Yes have you ever driven a car ➔ Yes skills how many languages are you fluent in ➔ Askin’ this twice psh have you ever read a book in another language ➔ No can you roll your tongue ➔ Yes can you braid hair ➔ Yes can you do a handstand ➔ No habits do you crack your knuckles ➔ Way too much do you bite your nails ➔ No and i hated when my mom would do it do you bite your lips ➔ Yes favourites what’s your favourite movie ➔ A Goofy Movie what’s your favourite tv show ➔ Darkwing Duck what’s your favourite book ➔ Idk what’s your favourite song ➔ A lot of songs what’s your favourite colour ➔ Red/purple what’s your favourite animal ➔ Too many animals what’s your favourite season ➔ Fall

this or that summer or winter ➔ Winter day or night ➔ Day cats or dogs ➔ Dogs rain or shine ➔ Rain coffee or tea ➔ Coffee reading or writing ➔ reading humorous or serious ➔ Depends brown or blue eyes ➔ Brown single or group dates ➔ Single texts or calls ➔ Texts driving or walking ➔ Walking

last

last phone call ➔ Uuuuhhhhh I think with Mika’s vet last text ➔ Either Jay or Artlan last song you listened to ➔ Idk we were driving last thing you ate ➔ A poke bowl last thing you drank ➔ Waa-waa last purchase ➔ A husky stuffed animal last time you cleaned your room ➔ A few weeks ago, gonna start cleaning it again tomorrow just ‘cause I gotta wash my sheets last time you’ve been on a date ➔ Idk Jay and I always go out on weekends

#long post #just downtime before bed

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moongoddesskiana · 5 years ago

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DO NOT BE THAT PERSON

Respect when people order a thing or when someone orders nothing, or if someone with an airborne allergy suddenly has to leave because they smell something you don't.

I'm very open about my sensitivity to corn and a bunch of other foods, how traces of corn are in everything to the point where I carry soap in my purse and a mask for YEARS before covid. If I'm reacting I get emotional sometimes with larger doses I get mood swings, always deal with anxiety but it gets amped up by 10, I sleep for 2 days straight almost, it takes me MONTHS to recover mentally from large doses. I can get sick from people wearing perfume, my old high school once had a popcorn machine that they only got rid of after it was decided I would temporarily do at home tutoring and do a program, I was sick for MONTHS due to their stupidity. We tried to schedule meetings soon after we realized and it took forever to get a response and have them take out the machine.

I can't eat out because just about everything has a trace, even water bottles, and that was before my acid reflux and lactose intolerance kicked in and really made there presence known. I've had to switch classes because my teacher wore perfume, I had to constantly wear a mask and be worried anytime someone got out a snack size bag of chips. I have to wear a mask that filters out smells and I have since middle school. I can't even eat in the cafeteria because I pick up the slightest scent. One of my favorite holidays as a kid I can no longer enjoy, Halloween, I can't eat the candy, I can't go to haunted houses because they use smoke machines.

I can get sick by just going out of the house, I check the ingredients of EVERYTHING, when I found out my sib had allergies I make sure that they don't have a reason to react. And ABSOLUTELY DO NOT be the assholes who shoved Doritos in my face because I asked them to stop eating them and they were curious about my reactions, or the girl who shoved some by my face as we were having like a playful argument if I remember correctly.

DON'T BE THESE PEOPLE YOU COULD ACCIDENTALLY KILL SOMEONE AND YOU WOULD HAVE NO ONE TO BLAME BUT YOURSELF, THEY DON'T OWE YOU A REASON AS TO WHY THEY ORDERED SOMETHING, AND YOU ARE BEING PAID TO GIVE THEM WHAT THEY ORDERED, YOU DO NOT GET TO PURPOSEFULLY MESS WITH SOMEONE'S ORDER

DO NOT DO THIS.

This makes me so angry.

If you work in a movie theater and you do this I have no respect for you.

My younger brother is Type 1 Diabetic.

When we go to a movie theater, we always get him diet soda. If he were to get regular when we asked for diet, we would not give him the insulin he would need for it. If that happens, his blood sugar level could go so high he could go into a coma, go blind, or even die.

If somebody gave him regular soda instead of diet without telling us, that person could be responsible for a nine-year-old being killed or blinded.

Just thinking about that makes me so angry. I get scared every time we take him to a movie in case the people working there saw this picture and decide to do the same thing.

Please signal boost this so people know.

#i am sincerely so irritated #rant #long ranting #movie theater #soda #whatever else to tag this #seriously #please #food allergy #l rants #l rambles #DO NOT BE THOSE TYPES OF PEOPLE

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kaepop-trash · 7 years ago

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Of Snakes and Lions Ch-10

Rated: Smut

Pairing: JaehyunxReader

Summary: Your new term at Hogwarts starts with more drama then you intended. You didn’t expect your oldest friend to have feelings for you, but you didn’t expect to have feelings for a Gryffindor jock either.

(A/N): An actual real life prince.

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She spend the rest of the day in her room, opting to eat whatever she had bought with her from home. When she woke up the next morning, she decided to go to the hall for breakfast. Even though she figured it would be sparsely populated, meals on Christmas Eve were always amazing. Her footsteps echoed more than usual on the stone floors as she walked through the empty halls. When she reached, she didn't expect to see a familiar face.

“Haechan?” She smiled, happy she wasn’t alone.

“Oh my god how am I just seeing you?” He spoke rather loudly, gesturing her over. She looked at all the small kids sitting together giggling with excitement and eating their oatmeal.

“What are you guys doing here?” She asked with confusion as she sat down herself, filling her own bowl with oatmeal.

“All of us decided to spend Christmas together at school this year. So far we had a sleepover and tonight we’ll play games.” Renjun spoke from beside her, she smiled at his excited tone.

“That sounds amazing.” She smiled at them.

“You should join us.” The younger Slytherin, Chenle asked. Mark sat down on the table and clicked his tongue as Haechan hit Chenle’s head.

“Why would she want to spend her Christmas Eve with us kids.” Haechan told him off and Mark turned.

“Yeah, I mean.” He started but turned to the door. She followed his gaze and turned her eyes growing wide as Jaehyun walked into the hall in his Quidditch attire. When his eyes met hers he stopped in his path, a smile blooming on his lips thereafter as he came and sat beside her.

“What are you doing here?” He spoke beside her with pleasant wonder.

“My mother was called on ministry business, and you?” She asked, looking away when her face suddenly heated up.

“My parents are on vacation. I never got the appeal of going to a warmer place now. Christmas should be about hot chocolate and snow.” He shivered like it was from memory and picked up a cup of coffee.

“I could use a tropical vacation.” She cracked a smile and he gave her a breathless laugh.

“What are you eating it looks amazing.” He leaned towards her.

“Uhh it's oatmeal.” She stammered and he looked up with skeptical eyes.

“Just oatmeal?” He bit back a smile.

“It has apple and cinnamon, why are you so close?” She coughed and he sat back.

“It smells amazing, can I have a bite?” He leaned close to her again and she nodded far too quick. She shoved a spoonful of oatmeal against his lips and he watched her eyes playfully as he took a bite.

He hummed in approval, his lips lifting to a smile. He relished the bite like he had never eaten something so good.

“Jaehyun what are you doing? Sit up!” She pushed his shoulder and he laughed again.

“You're so cute when you're flustered like that.” He giggled and she hit his arm.

“Do you want a bite of my oatmeal? It’s strawberry.” He spoke as he chewed and lifted his spoon to her. When she turned to him with warning eyes he gave her another bright smile and she sighed, taking the spoonful he gave her.

“This is incredible.” She gasped as she chewed and he smiled with victory, producing a second spoonful for her to eat.

“Can you both get a room?” Jisung grimaced from the side.

“I haven’t seen you in quidditch practice for two weeks Park Jisung.” Jaehyun spoke without looking at him and Jisung came short of a response.

“It’s cold.” He mumbled.

“Then you need a room.” Jaehyun turned to him with a teasing smile and the other kids around laughed.

“Don’t be mean.” She hit his arm.

“Are you saying you agree with him?” Jaehyun turned back to her with a straight face and she furrowed her eyes, “Are you saying we do in fact, need a room.” He leaned closer and finished his sentence. She pushed him back and covered her burning face.

“What has gotten into you today?” She laughed incredulously and he only shrugged.

“It’s christmas eve, it’s a good day. My breakfast is great, we don’t have classes. And you are beautiful.” He grinned at her and she rolled her eyes.

“I didn’t realise how cheesy you are.” She huffed.

“Cheese is amazing.” He smiled.

“I’m lactose intolerant.” She turned back to her coffee.

A loud knock on the door interrupted her nap. She groaned, still half asleep, fumbling to her door. The dim light from her corridor made her wince as she focused on Haechan’s face.

“Your friend is waiting for you in the common room. And he won’t shut up.” Haechan spoke with clear annoyance. She gave him a sleepy nod while rubbing her eyes.

“Though I would suggest you clean up a little. You look terrible.” He mocked her.

“Get out Haechan.” She sighed and shut the door on his face.

She walked out almost twenty minutes later and Haechan laughed loudly when he saw that she had definitely cleaned up.

“It’s snowing outside!” Jaehyun got up and went over to her with excitement. She rubbed her eyes to get rid of the last bits of sleep and looked up at him with confusion.

“So?” Her own gravelly voice shocked her, how attractive.

“So let’s go outside.” He whined.

“No, It’s cold.” She sighed, landing on the leather sofa with a heavy huff.

“I’ll keep you warm, Please?” He persuaded and she sighed.

“But I like staying inside.” She complained. He bend down in front of her and brushed his fingers against her.

“Let’s just go out for a little bit, after that we can sit inside and have hot chocolate to warm up.” She could feel him almost shake with excitement and she nodded with a sigh.

“How wholesome.” Haechan commented from the side and she shot him a glare that made him walk away rather quickly.

The moment they walked into the courtyard, her eyes were nearly blinded by the sunlight reflected on the snow. She looked up at the clear sky and the tranquil snow on the ground and a smile hit her lips automatically.

“I told you you’d like it.” He grinned with personal victory. She nodded at him and gasped with betrayal almost immediately when a cold ball of snow hit her neck.

“Jung Jaehyun you are unbelievable.” She gasped again as some of the snow melted down her back. She bend down to pick up a pile of snow but he already hit her with another ball, laughing with delight.

“I will end you.” She swore and threw a large chunk of snow at him and he doubled back. Her eyes went wide and she rushed to him quickly, “Are you okay?” She asked with concern but he only laughed.

“I’m great!” He laughed in a way that made her want to laugh as well.

“You’re crazy.” She shook her head still laughing.

“I never denied it.” He said before throwing another snowball at her, catching her off guard again.

She picked up a pile of snow so big that Jaehyun’s eyes went wide, he rushed to her and held her from the back to curb her movements while she struggled in his hold to gain her victory.

“You’ll kill me with that.” He laughed as she tried to shake off his embrace but he only held her tighter.

“Let me go.” She said with burning fury.

“Never.” He laughed and tightened his hold till it was a little over uncomfortable, “You’re so cold.” His voice suddenly quietened down and her hands slowly went slack in his arms.

“Yeah.” She said, unsure of how to respond to such a statement. He just held her for a little longer before turning her in his hold. She looked up at his shy gaze as a blush creeped up his neck and his already pink cheeks.

“Can I kiss you?” His voice was so hesitant that she was in awe, this was the same guy brazenly feeding her in the morning. She stood wrapped in her thoughts for so long that his face fell and his arms around her loosened.

“No wait!” She broke from her trance, standing on her tiptoes to meet his lips, but her sudden words made him look down and their foreheads collided.

“Oh my god.” Her hands flew to her mouth as Jaehyun gave a pained laugh, “I’m so sorry.” She groaned and placed her hand on his forehead to ease his pain. He shook his head and put a hand over hers with an endearing smile. Before leaning in and leaving a quick kiss on her forehead.

“Let’s go get warm.” He spoke after a short silence that he meant to fill with different words but lost his nerve.

They walked into the Gryffindor common room, stopping in front of the fire. She rubbed her hands eagerly and his gaze softened.

“I’ll get my blanket.” He said and started walking up the stairs.

“No it’s okay.” She spoke but he had already disappeared.

When he came back he with the blanket he had a secretive smile that she didn’t trust one bit. He sat down in front of the fire and patted on the ground beside him. When she sat down he easily moved closer and wrapped the blanket around them.

“It’s warmer this way.” He giggled and she laughed.

“And here I thought you were chivalrous.” She sighed dramatically and he turned to her with a pout.

“I am?” He sulked and she laughed. On a sudden whim she didn’t want to resist, she pursed her lips and pecked his. A gesture so quick and delicate that his eyes opened with shock.

“Did you just kiss me?” His eyes were still wide as he pointed at his lips.

“Never.” She laughed out at his expression. He put his hand on her cheek and pulled her in, leaving a chaste kiss.

“Hmm Just making sure.” His eyes turned into crescents and his smile proudly showcased his dimples.

They sat and talked for awhile and Jaehyun got himself a hot chocolate and her a cup of tea on request.

“Are you actually lactose intolerant?” He asked as he chewed the corner of his mouth and she only nodded.

As they sat and talked about everything and nothing, Jaehyun kept fidgeting. He put his arm around her shoulders, but shortly dropped it. He tried to hold her hand but couldn’t find it under the blanket. They were just so close that Jaehyun couldn’t focus, as much as he wanted to listen to her talk about everything. He focused instead on the way her lips moved as she spoke and how cute and wide her eyes were with her passionate speech. He saw her lips stop moving and turn to a small smirk that made him look up in question.

She turned around to face him completely placing his fingers on his cheek, making him blush.

“Since you're so distracted by me, I think it's time I go back to my dorm.” She whispered and smiled when it took him a while to register her words. She got up and he looked up at her with panic.

“Don't go?” His tone was persuasive.

“I have to feed my cat Jaehyun.” She huffed and he pouted again.

She was sitting in bed in an awkward angle as she tried to make sure her cat, sleeping on her lap, wasn't disturbed. Her back slowly hurt and she started dozing off with boredom. Her hand slipped at one point and she fell, her cat let out a soft cry in complain and slipped on to the bed and fell back to sleep.

“Alright then.” She sighed and got out of bed, stretching out her sore muscles. She decided to stretch her legs and walked into the common room, stopping at a strange sight. Jaehyun stood under the Christmas tree in the common room, doing something.

“Jaehyun?”, Her voice came in question and he jumped and turned around with a start, hiding something behind his back.

“What are you doing here?” She smiled and started walking towards him. He shook his head and backed up.

“Nothing.” He said and gave her a forced smile.

“What are you hiding?” She tilted her head to get a look of his hands.

“Can you not? This is very embarrassing.” He mumbled and she turned back to him with a slow growing smile.

“Is that a Christmas present?” She bit her cheek to stop her smile. Jaehyun sighed and placed a small box in her hand.

“I wanted to leave this and go.” He hid his face from embarrassment but she stared in awe. His expression changed to confusion at her silence and he tilted his chin.

“What's wrong?” He asked and she shook her head with a smile.

“Just that, this is the first present I got this year.” She smiled at him.

He pulled her into a bone crushing hug, his heat and smell surrounding her like a blanket. Her hands stayed still against his chest and she had no words.

“I was going to give you this box of chocolates, but it had dairy so Jisung stole it.” He whined as he placed his head on hers. She chuckled with a small voice as her heart jumped rapidly in her ribs. Out of curiosity she placed her head on his chest, her lips curling into a smile when she heard his erratic heartbeat as well.

“So can I see it?” She reluctantly moved away from his comforting presence. Jaehyun blushed again and handed the small box.

“Sicheng said he could send me some chocolates you'd like from the rainforest.” He spoke with adorable confusion.

“You mean Amazon?” She smiled and he nodded.

“Yeah that, he send an owl in the morning but I didn't expect you to be here for Christmas.” He turned his gaze away again, “I went to diagon alley last week and there was this shop that would make custom things, so.” He gave her a shy smile and she gently touched the package.

When the pushed the lid off, she looked inside to see a small chain with a small locket designed like a can of cola. She turned up to him with a grin.

“You know I'm not obsessed with soda right?” She raised a bow.

“You don't like it.” His gaze fell. Her arms hesitated to embrace him but she shied away.

“I love it.” She spoke genuinely.

All the kids in the castle gathered in the dining hall for the amazing christmas feast. Mark kept giggling from happiness and even halfway through the meal, his voice was audible from the furthest corners. Jaehyun and her sat at the end of the table, as they both laughed about something one of them said. Haechan approached the opposite empty seat with caution, Jisung with him.

“You know I don’t want to be that person, but you’re making it really hard not to tell Yuta about how domestic you’re being right now.” Haechan scoffed. Jaehyun laughed but her back stiffened.

“How about we don’t?” She gave Haechan and awkward laugh and he passed a confused look between the both of them. Jaehyun turned to her with a questioning look but when she didn’t turn to him, he dropped it.

“Can we take a walk after dinner?” She asked Jaehyun after imminent hesitation and thorough consideration. He gave her the short laugh she now knew was his response to being very puzzled.

“Sure, I told you you'd like it outside didn't I?” He grinned to himself. She smiled and gave him a nod of appreciation.

They walked on the open grounds, the wind brutal and sharp but they pulled closer and found comfort. The silence between them flowed like a fulfilling conversation as they looked at the stars, the snow and each other. After a while Jaehyun's eyes went from blissful to blissfully curious when he noticed the path.

“Where are we going?” He asked her quizzically and bit her bottom lip.

“Into the forbidden forest.” She mumbled and Jaehyun's eyes blow out, she turned to him and hushed him.

“I just wanted to show you something special, don't you trust me?” She jumped slightly. Her words seem to calm him and he slipped a hand on her waist to keep her warm and nodded to her, convinced.

She clutched his arm a little tighter when they walked into the forest and Jaehyun to himself.

He looked on in awe in front of him when he saw the same lake from those months ago in front of him, frozen. The white surface reflected the moonlight, and the delicate snowflakes floating in the air made the whole place look like it was frozen in time.

“Wow.” He breathed out the gentlest whisper like the smallest voice would ruin the tranquility.

“I know.” Her voice was the same.

After a long time of just standing there, taking in the scene, she turned to him.

“Believe me now?” She flipped her hair and he turned to her.

“I never said I didn't.” He shrugged casually.

“Be honest, you were scared about where I was taking you?” She leaned closer to him and he only looked down with the same casual dismissal.

“No, I trust you.” He spoke like it was an obvious assumption. Her mouth opened a little in disbelief before she backed away from him and coughed.

“Of course, I mean I'm very reliable.” She nodded her head to herself. He gave her an amused smile.

“Did you forget the rashes on my hand?” He grinned playfully and her smile faded.

“I warned you about that.” She deadpanned.

“Or the bludger incident.” He let his voice linger.

“You shouldn't have tried to save me.” She was quick with her reason. He clicked his tongue.

“I accept all those. But my point is, I'd risk infections to keep you out of trouble and risk my back to keep you safe. Is it really that shocking that I trust you?” He leaned in this time and she stared into his eyes as her mind was elsewhere, considering his words. When he came a little too close to her she shot back quickly.

“I guess it's not! Right.” She shook her head and walked towards the lake.

“What are you doing?” His brows knit together as he watched her walk closer to the ice.

“I'm testing your theory,” She turned back to him with a mischievous glint in her eyes and kept walking backwards. “Are you really going to save me no matter what?” She smirked. Her furrowed forehead relaxed and he stood straight.

“Are you doubting me?” He asked seriously and she laughed.

“Ah, you really know how to make a heart flutter.” She clapped her hands and almost tripped as her foot first hit the ice. Jaehyun lunged forward but she maintained her balance.

“Don't worry, I came here before the ice is thick enough. I guess you won't have to save me ton-” Her sentence ended midway with a yelp as her foot broke through the ice and she slipped, landing on her behind in the icy water. Jaehyun rushed to her and tried to grab her, slipping and falling into the water himself. They both stared at each other with wide eyed shock before Jaehyun broke into a loud laugh.

“You always tempt fate.” He claimed as he got up and extended his arm to her. When her hand shook too much to reach out he bend down and picked her out of the water quickly.

If the cold was bad before it felt unforgiving now as they tried to walk into the warmth of the castle as soon as possible. The more Jaehyun shivered the more worried he got about her, who seemed to be shivering at a dangerous pace.

“I'll transfigure us in.” Jaehyun said as they were only halfway between the grounds and the castle.

“Well get caught.” She spoke from clattering teeth.

“I have a few tricks up my sleeve.” He said decisively and pulled his wand out.

They sat in the middle of the Gryffindor common room with the fire flickering comfortably. Their wet clothes discarded around them as they buried into the blanket and stayed close. He held her so tightly his own breathing was becoming difficult but he wouldn't budge. Her shivering getting increasingly worrying.

“Do you want me to use a spell?” He whispered as he stroked her hair.

“No!” She said a little harshly, “I'll be fine, I'm just not good with the cold.” She whispered into his chest and he nodded, just holding her till she was better. After a while, she pulled away from him and sat in silence.

“When I was younger,” She took a deep breath like she was considered her words and then went on. “My mother took me to see some dragons. I was so excited that I went and pet a dragon.” She chuckled at the memory as Jaehyun listened carefully.

“It was fine till my mother noticed and screamed so loud that the dragon got scared and burned me. I still remember the pain, I've never felt anything like it.” She frowned at she stared into the fireplace.

“My mother was very scared I think, she did the first thing that came to mind and zapped me with a spell. I still don't know what it was, we don't really talk about that day. But my mother is a powerful wizard and since that day I don't really feel warm ever.” Her lips tilted up on one side once. When she felt his arms pull her into him she laughed.

“Which is more of a reason why you're always so uncomfortably warm.” She tried to pull away playfully but he showed no intention of letting go.

“Good.” He whispered into her hair and she smiled, closing her eyes and taking a deep relieved breath.

“I see Thestrals.” He mumbled into her hair very softly. Her back stiffened but she remained silent, when she relaxed again he continued.

“A few years ago, someone my parents were friends with came to visit us for a while. He would watch over me play and thought me to be gentle to animals. Not shout and scare birds, not move too loudly and scare the squirrels. He was one of the kindest people I knew.” He stroked her hair calmly as he spoke, but with her ears to his chest she could hear how rapidly his heart was beating.

“When we were younger, they were still catching death-eaters right?” Jaehyun spoke with a detached voice and her eyes went wide.

“Jaehyun.” Her voice wavered and a small whisper.

“I was just sitting in my living room, playing. I was teaching him the names I had given to my wooden quidditch team. He was looking at them, trying to memorise their names. That’s when it happened.” Her arm that was on his sides held him tighter when she felt a teardrop slip down her head, slipping down her forehead and resting on her cheek, “It was so loud, and people rushed into our home. There were so many people, I could hear my parents crying. I was so confused I just wanted my doll back.” Jaehyun embraced her more.

“I just asked him to give it to me and he smiled. He was already standing, but when he bend down. There was this blinding green light.” She shut her eyes, not knowing what to do.

“I remember that day so clearly.” He whispered, moving to bury his face in her neck.

She chewed on her lip, unable to find words to comfort him, to make him feel safe. She wanted to do that for him, make him feel like he made her feel. She kept chewing on her lip till he pulled away with a soft smile that broke her heart.

“I’ve never told anyone that story. Thank you for listening.” He smiled again, she nodded but looked away, feeling guilty for receiving words she felt she didn’t deserve. She resorted to pushing the hair away from his face and wiping his moist cheeks and he melted into her touch.

They sat in blissful silence for the longest time. The sudden sound of a bell startled them, Jaehyun’s hand slipped from her shoulder and slid down her smooth back, reminding him harshly that they just in their underwear under the cover of his large blanket. His heated up as he stuttered.

“M-Merry Christmas.” He looked away and she gave him a perplexed look that turned wide from realisation.

“Yeah, same.” She winced at her own awkward reply but the damage was done. She turned to him and pecked his lip naturally, her lips curling into a natural smile on meeting his. He was taken aback for a small moment before his arms went to hold her. When she pulled away for air, she expected him to pull away. When she opened her eyes, their foreheads touching, he was looking at her intimate intensity. His arm on the side of her waist slid up slowly till it reached her neck, pulling her in. His breath brushed against her lips, her eyelashes fluttered against her cheek. His lips brushed against hers with delicate hesitation before finally closing in. Her hand grasped his hair and her eyes remained closed as he deepened the kiss.

He pulled her closer than before as his head moved to taste her skin, moving from her jaw to her neck slowly. Her grip on his hair tightened as she tried to guide him without speaking, afraid of shattering the momentum. She gasped when he flicked her bra off, shivering with anticipation but also nervous and shy. When his lips stopped short of her chest, her doubt changed to yearning. She opened her eyes to see him look up with his same intense gaze.

“Do you trust me to treat you right?” He asked with serious intention and she stared like the answer was obvious. Still too nervous to speak, she just pulled him up to her lips, connecting them as she lay back slowly, hoping her response was clear. He seemed satisfied, slipping her bra off with ease.

Once he was perched on top of her, he looked down with concern.

“Are you comfortable?” He questioned, the blanket the only barrier between her and the hard ground.

“It doesn’t matter.” She breathed out impatiently and he clicked his tongue, tracing his finger down her cheeks, making her squirm.

“Yes it does, you need to be comfortable. I’m already certain you’ll be sore for a while.” His tone was a brave promise. Her insides turned indulgently at his words, nodding once for affirmation, as his fingers slowly dragged down her underwear, her hips raising to oblige.

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