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Open New York Large beach-style formal and open-concept living room with white walls, a typical fireplace, a plaster fireplace, and no television.

[bigjerkart]

Traditional Patio - Patio An illustration of a medium-sized traditional backyard concrete patio with a roof extension

[missxdelaneyart]

Traditional Patio - Patio

An illustration of a medium-sized traditional backyard concrete patio with a roof extension

[klllerwithin]

Patio - Brick Pavers Inspiration for a mid-sized timeless backyard brick patio remodel with no cover

[forsakenmissives]

Pass the happy! When you receive this, list 5 things that make you happy and send this to 10 of the last people in your notifications ✨

thank you my love ^_^ <3

my cat :3

the five blankets on my bed that i sleep under

my headphones

my journal!!

this one pair of platform sneakers i have

also bonus item is this ask lol <3

[protector-of-the-small]

Transitional Bedroom Denver Bedroom - large transitional master bedroom idea with brown walls and a dark wood floor but no fireplace

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[poosin]

Transitional Bedroom Denver Bedroom - large transitional master bedroom idea with brown walls and a dark wood floor but no fireplace

[felixknow]

Hannie's 🦪 fixation

Part two of Hannie's 🍒 fixation

Part three -- fake text edition

Han/f!reader, friends who...play...together, Hannie begging reader, reader very soft-spoken | ADULTS ONLY, MDNI, I don't want teenagers reading my NSFW posts

“What?!”

“Please?” he asks with those big, sweet eyes boring into yours. “God, I love pussy so much. I'll make you cum, I swear! I don't stop until my girl is satisfied!”

“But, I…”

“You don't have to do anything for me, I swear. I'll jerk it while eating your pussy and it'll be enough for me. Fuck, I'm so hard, Y/N,” he whines, grinding his crotch against yours.

You.

Are.

Throbbing.

But your brain is such a mess you can barely answer him beyond the soft whimpers that leave your mouth as he rocks against you. Here he is on top of you saying such filthy things like he's casually offering to scratch your back for you, and you can't get the knot in your throat to go down no matter how many times you swallow.

“Pleeeeeease?” he asks again, laying down and resting his chin on your chest. He fully pouts, giving you his best, sweetest puppy dog eyes. And it works.

“Yes,” you sigh out, nodding. “You can… do that.”

Han smirks, sitting up so he's hovering over your face.

“Say it,” he says with a mischievous grin. “Say what I’m gonna do.”

If your face wasn't already burning with a vicious blush, it'd surely get redder as you sheepishly say “Eat me out while jerking yourself off.”

He scrambles to throw your blankets to the side and wastes not a single second looking over your stomach as he moves lower, pulling your sleep shorts and underwear off in one harsh tug.

“Oh fuck yeah,” he sighs happily, once against nestling between your legs. He uses two fingers to hold your lips apart and goes in like a man starved, lapping at your cunt with his dripping wet tongue.

Holy shit, you think. Was he drooling for it or what?

Your hips buck up against his face instinctually when he flicks his tongue back and forth rapidly against your clit. He chuckles at your body's reaction and stops, going back to licking long, fat stripes up and down, gathering your taste and feeling as much of you as he can.

When he feels that you've adjusted to the feeling based on the fact that your hips aren't bucking anymore, he goes back to your clit and sucks it into his mouth for just a second, just to get that squeak and jump reaction from you that he knew he'd get.

“Oh, fuck-- Hannie--” you moan, trying to look down at him. He's already watching you. When he lifts his head just slightly as he squirms and gets his hand down into his pants, you can tell he's smiling.

“You taste so good,” he mumbles, burying his face once again. He slurps the mixture of your wetness and his spit and swallows it down greedily. One of his fingers starts lightly tracing around your hole as his tongue works lazy circles around your clit, giving extra pressure as he passes over its hood.

“Oh, fuck,” you moan, reaching down to push his hair back from his face. “You're-- ahh-- you're really good at this.”

He hums in acknowledgement and flutters his eyes closed, losing himself completely in the swirl of his tongue and the flick of his hand working over his cock, which you can't see but you can start to hear the sounds of it as his fist gets damp from his pre-cum.

You play with his hair, lightly tugging and scratching his scalp as his pace increases, giving him non-verbal signals that he’s doing good. 

“Hannie, I can’t,” you moan, arching your back and trying to roll your hips up into his mouth. “I’m getting close.”

He suckles on your clit, ignoring when you push on his head and get louder and louder, insisting that you’re getting too sensitive. One of his fingers slips inside of you and he curls the tip of it, tapping rapidly against the inside of your pussy on the back of your clit, quickly sending you over the edge.

You pull his hair so tightly while moaning his name and grinding up against his tongue. You swear you hear him moan into your pussy between his tongue flicks and slurps.

He doesn’t stop his suckling until your hands fall from his hair, almost as if the pleasure has completely overcome you and made you give up on holding yourself up.

With a few more long licks to collect your taste, Han removes his mouth from your pussy. The entire bottom half of his face is damp and shiny with your slick, but the real star of the show is the hazy look in his eyes and the way his tongue lolls out of his mouth as he reaches his orgasm too.

He whines loudly-- whimpering, even-- while his hand furiously pumps in his sweats.

I wish I could see it, you think through your clouded sex-high. I bet it’s pretty like he is.

“Fuck,” he breathes out, chest rapidly rising and falling.

This is it. This is it.

“Y/Nnnnnn,” he whines, turning his face into your inner thigh. “Ahhhh, fuck! Y/N! Y/n, Y/n, Y/n, Y/n, Y/nnnnnnnn…”

“Holy shit,” you sigh out, watching as his hand stills and his whole body goes slack as he tries to catch his breath.

You’ll let him do whatever he wants to you if you get to hear him say your name like that again.

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[dubsxfen]

blankie is such a good word like. that’s my special blanket. it’s my blankie. warm and cozy

[woniiez]

ᴛɪʟʟ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ ᴇɴᴅꜱ | ₗ.ₕₛ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ. brothers bestfriend! heeseung x fem!reader

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ. You were sleeping when jay started banging on your door “y/n heeseung is gonna stay with us for the summer”. Lee heesung, your brothers best friend and the boy you’ve had a crush on since you saw him 5 years ago in your living room.

|| ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ. 4-6k (wrote this on my phone so i have no idea, tried to check it but it kept giving me different word counts)

ɢᴇɴʀᴇ. smut, brothers bestfriend.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ. nsfw! smut lmk if there’s anything else.

(hii this is the first fic I’ve ever written, I obviously have a long way to go lmao but I hope you like it. This was written with really less detail and not too many complications something simple I guess. There might be a few spelling mistakes or the paragraph formation is messed up so bear with me on that 🙏🏻. Since this is the first time I’ve written it’s not really fully “fic coded” you could say Ig but I’ll learn in time, it could be different writing wise from a proper fic.Anyways I hope you enjoy and if you have any questions regarding this or anything else lmk.)

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You’ve never really talked to Heeseung much. He comes over a lot but jay doesn’t let you hang out with them much, it doesn’t really bother you much but what did bother you was when jay started banging on your door to wake you up on a weekend at 8am to tell you “ Y/N!! Heeseung is gonna stay with us for the summer”

You couldn’t wait for summer break to come but now you’re grateful there’s still a week left.

you RAN to karina’s house which thankfully was next door. She was obviously still asleep.

“Karinaaa!! WAKE UPPP” you say while pulling the blinds up, “y/n it’s 8am please I haven’t slept all night” karina said while pulling the blanket over her face

“I need to tell you something. ” you looked at her with a very serious face waiting for her to sit up “yes y/n goodmorning to you too” you smiled at her and murmured goodmorning back “ok get this jay said Lee heeseung is gonna stay at ours for the summer..the WHOLE summer!” You let out a sigh you didn’t know you were holding. You waited for her to say something She looked at you like you ate her cat or something, she really is cranky in the morning “can you say something why are you looking at me like that” she took a breath in and out. Oh no u hate when she does that, it feels like she’s going to pounce on you “y/n..is this what you wanted to tell me so badly to wake me up at 8am on a Sunday?” She said in a calm and low tone. You just looked at her as u blinked slowly and nodded slowly, she wasn’t having any of it “y/n it’s not a big deal it’s just heesung and jay is best friends with him you literally see him everyday” well that was true but she didn’t know about the crush you had on him, you just couldn’t bring yourself to tell her.“This is gonna be a looongg summer” you thought to yourself.

It was the first day of summer.

As you woke up the golden sunlight peeked though your blinds, casting stripes across the room. Making you think “it’s finally summer” you smile to yourself. You yawn as you watch the dust particles flying around the window.

You threw your blanket away from you and went to freshen up exited for the summer. You tie your bikini around your hips and back, then throw on an oversized shirt and some jean shorts.

You walked down the stairs each step filled with excitement, thinking about everything you were gonna do this summer with karina, going to places we’ve never been or just hanging out in your backyard. You took a deep sniff smelling waffles from the kitchen. The smell of the batter, the sound of the waffle maker, and fresh maple. You ran to the kitchen to see jay cooking. You love your brothers cooking especially his waffles it’s something he only makes it in the summer. “Jayy you’re making waffles?!!!!???!” You said giggling

and grinning, doing a silly dance “when I met you in the summerrrrr~~” you sang as a smile spreads on jays face. He hums with you.

“Sit down y/n 5 minutes more” he said looking back at you raising his eyebrows. You were walking around the wall to sit on the counter and suddenly you saw heesung sitting on the chair “WHA-“ you were totally surprised and feeling like an idiot since you just sang and danced and HEESEUNG SAW YOU. You completely forgot he was supposed to be here.

You feel your cheeks heat up as you try to laugh the embarrassment off. You looked up at heeseung who was already looking at you up and down. With a slight smirk on his face he tilted his head to the side. “What’s up?”

he said. His tone is relaxed and raspy. You feel so small in his presence , you feel your cheeks burn and u look up at him “hey I heard you’re staying here for the summer”you say trying to relax your voice, you sit down on the chair next to him and look up at him waiting for an answer “mhm” that’s all he says. You think if you’re going see him the whole summer you need to get to know him better atleast. You tilt your head and ask,“Can I ask why?” Your eyebrows raise in curiosity and a gentle smile forms on your lips showing you’re genuinely interested, before he said anything jay came up to the counter and sets the waffles in front of you with a light frown he glances at you and says “y/n don’t bother him” his eyes meet yours and he slightly smiles. Heeseung takes a waffles and puts it on his plate, jay walks away to get the ice cream he looks over at you but you were already looking at him, you look away “im moving to New York after the summer cause of my dads work” he says,his tone relaxed. He shrugs, his eyes glancing away for a moment. “he’s already there so I’m staying here till I leave” he lets out a light laugh and takes a bite of the waffle. You look at him, your heart skipping a beat at the news. A mix of surprise and a touch of sadness washes over your face. “New York, huh? That’s a big change,” you say, trying to keep your tone light despite the flutter of emotions inside. You bite your lip, thinking about why you feel sad you barely know him?!. “Are you excited about it?” you ask, your eyes searching his, hoping to catch a glimpse of his feelings. He shrugs a bit. “I’m not really worried” he says nonchalantly. Not wanting to show too much emotion you take a bite of the waffle “oh okay” you said kind of sad but you think jay might be really sad since they’ve been best friends since they were 10.

It’s been about 2 weeks since you talked to heeseung. Even though you’re living together there’s not much interaction between you too, well there are moments when you’re going out in your prettiest clothes and he undresses you with his eyes. You try to ignore it as much as you can, you can’t betray jay like that no matter how much you want to right?

Eventually you decide invite Karina over and take a swim in the pool. The cool water feels refreshing, and the familiar scent of chlorine surrounds you, bringing a sense of comfort. As you float on your back, Karina asks you a shocking question “do you like heesung”she says looking at you with her eye brows raised and crossed arms. “Karin-“ you pause cause heesung is standing at the backyard door by the pool. Did he hear what she said? You’re just looking at him with a confused expression. Karina looks back and smirks to herself. You can’t help but say something,it’s getting awkward “hey Heeseung do u wanna swim?” You ask, Karina noticed how your voice sounds way different from when you both talk. He scratches the back of his neck and says “yea can I?” Looking between Karina and you. You try to communicate with Karina through your eyes “ofc you can” she says with a smirk on her face as she looks at you, you look at her with a confused face as you raise your eye brow asking what she was doing. Heeseung walks towards the pool and slowly with a confidence smirk he pulled off his shirt, his toned body revealing itself to you. You flinched at the sight, you thought how it would feel if he was on top of you and you touch his toned abs..

Suddenly water hit you and you fell of your floaty into the water “what the hell!” You looked at Karina thinking she did that but you heard deep chuckles coming from the side, it was Heeseung “sorry didn’t mean to do that, just diving” he shrugs and looks you up and down like he’s ready to undress you “oh yeah btw there’s a party here tonight” he said. You looked at him in confusion since your parents are home. He continues “oh um jay told me to tell you, your parents have to go to a wedding” you tell him you’re going inside to talk to your mom and jay. You get up and wrap yourself in a towel, by now you think heesung has a staring problem.

You take a shower, change and head down with Karina.

You see jay helping your mom pack you walk into the room “mom where are you going” you ask since everyone knows except you.

“Y/n honey me and your dad have a wedding to attend it’s in the next town so we’ll be back in the morning” you tell her to be safe, you look at Karina and smile looking forward to the party. “Jay take care of y/n and don’t do anything stupid” she looks between you and jay, you put your hands up.

As soon as your parents leave jay picks up his phone and starts calling people over. Since it is your last year why not have a party.

You walk up to jay as he’s wearing his watch he looks over at you “soo who did you invite” you ask out of curiosity since he didn’t tell you about the party which is in YOUR house. He looks at you smiling “anyone and everyone” he winks. You wonder what’s gonna happen tonight your head already hurts. You weren’t really into parties, just going if your friends invited you or when you need to get your mind off something. But tonight it’s someone. Jay looks at you thinking to yourself and says “y/n I’ll keep an eye out for you tonight” you already know what that means. Jay isn’t much of an over protective brother but when it comes to his friends or guys in general getting involved with you, he hates it. Since they’re not someone he fully trusts.

As you get ready in your room, the sounds of the party downstairs filter through the door. Muffled laughter and music. Making your heart race with anticipation. You can hear the clinking of glasses and the cheerful chatter. As you finish your final touches, someone knocks on your door “come in!”

You look at the door as it opens and it’s heeseung hes wearing a black Prada button up with black pants he looks. Your heart skips a beat you blink, he stands there effortlessly attractive. You can’t help but admire his face shape the way his body fits in his clothes, how his jawline is shaped perfectly his eyes are captivating.

Closing the door behind him he walks towards you with a knowing smirk leans down to your ear and whispers “baby you’re staring”. You’re taken aback, you take a step back but he still walk towards you. “I think you’re the one with a staring problem hee” you say fixing the collar of his shirt, he’s chuckles shocked by the sudden nickname and confidence. He presses you again your closet behind you and he slowly puts his thumb over your lips. Before he can do anything else the door opens and you push him away.

It’s jay he looks between both of you “uhm Lee let’s go Jake’s calling you” he says while looking at you. You feel trapped not knowing what to do. Heeseung winks at you secretly and heads back down. Jay raises his eye brow “y/n what the fuck don’t you remember what I told you” he says in a low and angry voice though you can tell he’s hurt. You try to say something with your heart racing, you try to scan jays face but he just walks away.

You walk down after fixing your lipstick. You spot Karina with some of your old classmates and join them.

The party is in full swing when you find yourself in the kitchen, pouring drinks for your friends. Suddenly, Heeseung appears beside you, leaning against the counter with that trademark smirk. “Need any help?” he asks, his voice low and teasing. You nod, trying to ignore the way your stomach flips at his proximity.

As the night progresses, the atmosphere becomes more charged. Laughter and music fill the air, but you can’t shake the feeling that something is about to change. You catch Heesung watching you from across the room, his gaze intense, and you feel a pull toward him that you can’t resist.

Later, as the party continues, you find yourself in a quieter corner of the house, away from the noise. Heeseung follows you, the tension between you crazy. “It’s crazy how we’re both here together,” he says, stepping closer. The air feels thick with unspoken words, and before you know it, he puts his hand on your waist leaning in, his lips brushing against yours in a soft, tentative kiss.

Your heart races as you kiss him back, the kiss getting deeper. The world around you fading away. You know you shouldn’t be doing this, but it feels too right to stop. Just as the kiss deepens, you hear your brother laughing, pulling you back to reality.

You break apart, breathless, and heesung looks at you with a mix of desire and uncertainty. “We can’t do this baby,” he whispers, but the way he looks at you says otherwise. The party goes on, but in that moment, everything changes. You kiss him again and deepen the kiss.

As you pull away from the kiss, your heart races,his forehead on yours. You glance toward the living room where the party is still in full swing. You can hear your brother laughing with friends, completely unaware of the moment that just unfolded between you and heesung.

“Maybe we should go back,” you say, your voice barely above a whisper, still feeling the warmth of his lips on yours. Heeseung nods, but there’s still hesitation in his eyes.

“Are you sure?” he asks, searching your face for confirmation. His hands go up and down your waist. The last thing you both want to do is betray jay, but you can’t help it after liking him for so long.

“I don’t know,” you admit, biting your lip. “But we can’t let anyone see us like this.” You take a step back, trying to regain some composure, but heesung reaches out, gently pulling you back toward him.

“Then let’s keep it our little secret for now,” he suggests, a mischievous glint in his eyes. His hands back on your waist moving upwards. You nod, the thrill of secrecy making your heart race even faster. You both go back into the party agreeing on keeping this a secret.

As the night progresses, you and heeseung have moments together, glances across the room, whispered conversations in corners, and the occasional touch that sends sparks through your body. The chemistry between you is undeniable, but you’re also acutely aware of your brother’s presence, and the potential consequences of your actions.

At one point, you find yourselves outside on the patio, where the sounds of the party fade into the background. The night sky is dotted with stars, and the cool breeze contrasts with the heat radiating between you.

“Do you think he’d be mad?” you ask, your voice barely above a whisper. Heeseungs expression softens as he considers your question.

“I don’t know,” he replies honestly. “But I don’t want to hide this if it means something.” His words send a thrill through you, you’ve wanted heesung for such a long time but the thought of your brother’s reaction hangs in the back of your mind.

As everyone starts leaving it’s already 2am and jay is extremely drunk. You ask heesung to put him to bed.

You’re sitting in on your bed still wearing your black mini dress when the door opens and closes with a bang. It’s heesung he’s charging towards you suddenly he gets on top of you. You’re just looking into his eyes looking for something but they’re just filled with desire. As you’re about to say something he puts his lips on yours capturing them into a kiss.

It starts of slow, he sits against the headboard and you climb on top of him, your knees on the sides of his thighs. He pulls you in again for a deep kiss, he puts his hands on your waist tightening them. They way yours and his lips are moving next to each other feels unreal, he pulls you even closer towards him, you release low moans now needing him as close as possible. As the kiss gets heated you feel his tongue licking your self asking to go in, you let his tongue enter and explore your mouth he groans. He puts his hand on your zipper, you look at him and nod.

He quickly takes it off and looks at your perky boobs “so fucking sexy baby” he looks like he wants to eat you. You gasp when he takes one of your nipples in his mouth “hee-“ and swirls his tongue around,he gives the other one attention aswell taking it in his hands god. His hand goes down to your clothed core as he starts rubbing over it. “Hee please” you cried out, “please what pretty, say it” he whispered

You moaned and squirmed against his hard cock, making him hiss “baby u need to stop moving”.

He laid you against your back and started placing kisses all over your neck and breasts making you breathe heavily. As he placed kisses all over your body he reached your wet core. He took his shirt off revealing his toned body you started kissing him everywhere until It all went too fast when you suddenly felt a hot wet sensation licking your pussy slow. Your eyes rolled back, feeling hee’s tongue going deep in your pussy and sucking on your bud. Your moans could no longer be held back, letting them out freely for everyone to hear.

“H-hee ah- wait!” You cried out feeling your orgasm coming faster than you thought since it’s been 2 minutes. Heeseung didn’t stop, feeling your pussy tighten and open and before he knew it too, his tongue was getting covered by your juices. He licked his lips while looking at you, you thought you could look at him like this forever.

As he takes his pants off with his underwear you look at him surprised at how big he is. You gulped.

Heeseung notices your expression and smirks “you ready baby?” You nod aggressively not wanting to wait another second.

He kissed you everywhere complimenting every little thing, he leaned over and positioned his dick at your whole and slowly pushed it in. “HEE! Fuck” you moan, he thought you looked so pretty with your mascara running down your face because of him.

“Fuck baby you’re so tight” he groaned

You let out a ragged breath feeling him in you. He felt so big and you felt so full. Heesung looked at you asking if he could move “u-h you can move” heeseung nodded and moved slowly watching your face as you roll your eyes back in pleasure.

That’s when he started moving faster, you both were a moaing mess. Panting against each other.

Heeseung groaned feeling you squeeze against him, he could feel his orgasm coming.

You felt your orgasm coming as he went in and out “f-uck hee im cu-ming” you moaned and closed your eyes as it came over.

Heeseung thrusting in deeper while you got off your high. He let out a raspy laugh.

You both were breathing heavily after he came and laid down with you. “that was-“ you said panting

“great. “ heeseung looked at you and kissed you once more before he got up and got a towel from the bathrooms and cleaned you up before laying back down.

“Hee?” You said laying down on his arm. “Yeah baby?” He pulled you closer under the blanket “when will you leave for New York?” You said. Your voice not above a whisper, he looked at your sad expression and put a strand of hair behind your ear “I told my dad already im not leaving”he said. You sat up holding the blanket to your chest, “wait really?!” You said smiling so big it hurt. “Yea. “ he said. Hugging you tightly. “I love you hee” you said looking into his sparkly eyes as u pecked him on the cheek “I love you too baby”. He kissed you back.

The sun was out ask you opened your eyes, you rubbed your eyes the memories of last night came flooding back into your mind and you couldn’t believe that actually happened. A smile crept onto your face.

You felt heeseung holding you tightly by the waist. You shifted to look at him, he looked so pretty while sleeping as well. You started tracing his lips and his nose even his eyes. He started blinking and smiled “goodmorning” he said, his morning voice so raspy and attractive. “Morning” you giggled and put your face into his neck.

You suddenly pulled back hearing your door open. “y/n wake uppp!” It was jay.

He stood there looking at both of you naked under the blanket.

He started blinking in disbelief.

Heeseung tried to cover you with his body which made you laugh.

You totally forgot you were in the same house as jay through all that.

Jay just walked out. You looked at heeseung confused why jay didn’t punch anyone. You and heesung got dressed and went down to the kitchen to talk to jay.

You both sat on the chairs in front of the counter where jay was making breakfast.

You started “jay uh.. can we talk” you felt like you’ve betrayed your brother big time, your mind had a lot of things to say but you need to tell him the truth first.

Jay looked back at you with his eye brows furrowed he nodded letting you know to go on but before you could heeseung started talking “look man im sorry it happened this way, I never wanted to hurt you or y/n” he lets out heavy breathing.

You could see how hard this is for heeseung because this is his only one friendship he cares about.

Jay looks at him very angrily “if you didn’t want to hurt me you shouldn’t have done this” he said in a higher voice as he crossed his arms. You felt bad for heeseung for getting the blame “jay it’s not his fault I also wanted too” you say searching jays eyes for something but they were just empty “y/n I know and that’s what I hate more, I told you so many times not t-“

You didn’t let him finish and told him the truth. “I love him” you say.

Heesung hold your hand and jay looks at heesung for an answer. “I love her aswell” Heeseung says in a very straightforward and sincere tome. Jay turns his back, you both give him some time to think. He turns back and sets breakfast up he glances over to both of you “Heeseung you better treat her right or she’ll have to witness your funeral” jay said while smiling as he hugged heesung. You looked at Jay with a smile “im sorry and thank you” you hugged him back.

In the evening you invited Karina over for a barbecue your dad was hosting. You told her everything.

She was really happy for you.

After the barbecue ended all of you jumped into the pool.

Heeseung pulled you to him and gave you a peck on your lips he whispered “I love you” you giggled and splashed water on him.

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[coryndoll]

say my name?

switch!rafe cameron x switch!reader

— in which you and rafe just can’t help yourselves.

warning(s): 18+ smut mdni ! raw sex (wrap it up folks), oral sex, deepthroating, riding, rafe lowkey subbing, edging, a bit of jealousy, possessiveness

authors note: this is a little fast paced n less detailed than id like for it to be omg sorry im still new to writing smut

you dash across the hallway and run into your room—or technically the guest room—you’d been staying in since you moved back to obx as ward’s assistant. you would move into rafe’s bedroom if you didn’t like your own space just as much as his space. anyway, rafe is right on your tail but is met with a slammed door. immediately, he tries to open it but he finds it locked. “open up!” he says, faking a friendly tone. “i just wanna talk!”

“you can talk to my foot,” you say from the other side of the locked door, giggling as you approach the bed to kick off your shoes and pull off your jacket, getting comfortable underneath the covers. “what? you wanna come in?” you ask, adjusting your position to get into a comfortable sleep. you begin to scroll through instagram casually.

“no, i don't want to come in,” rafe says, shaking his head. he pushes himself off of the door, seeing there's no use. “unless you wanna let me in. i don’t know. would be cool. or whatever.”

you smile and roll off of the bed, then begin to crawl over to the door. you unlock it and open it, staring up at rafe while on your knees at the door. “oh, rafe!” you act like he had just gotten there. “what are you doing here? you come here often?”

you let out a laugh when rafe picks you up off the ground and throws you on the bed, and he locks the door behind him. you instinctively get under the covers again. “i wanna nap with you,” you mumble, exhausted from all the errands you ran that day.

“whatever. i’m good with that,” he says, as he had spent his entire morning with his friends. he pulls his shirt off and kicks his shoes off to the side, then slides underneath the covers with you. “god, you still sleep with this guy?” rafe says when he feels that hes laying on a small stuffed animal that you brought the day you started living with the camerons. it was a little elephant that you named charles.

“hey, don’t be mean,” you say and take charles back to cuddle with him. you giggle when rafe takes you into his chest and hugs you. “let go of me!”

“why? it’s comfortable,” he teases, not letting go. “you know, we could actually fuck like this,” he suggests, his crotch pushing against your lower stomach. you can’t feel anything at the moment thankfully but you have a feeling that you will soon.

“we definitely could not but i admire your imagination,” you say with a laugh. you place your stuffed elephant on the nightstand, then face him. “give me a kiss.”

rafe doesn’t argue. he leans in and presses his lips to yours, his tongue tracing the outline of your lips. he moans softly into the kiss, his hands running up and down your back. he pulls away after a few moments, a small smile on his face, then kisses your head once. “you’re cute,” he mumbles.

“you’re so soft,” you say with a smile. “you’re so tough with your friends. you’re mean to everyone but me, unless we’re around people. it’s so . . .” you trail as you slide underneath the blanket to reach his pants.

“yeah, i do that,” he whispers.

you unzip his pants and pull his boxers down slowly. “i’ve just been so busy with working for your dad. i’ve been in need of a release . . . of some kind,” you say, taking his cock into your hand.

“i could help you with that,” he offers, arching his back in anticipation. “just ask.”

“just ask? yeah?” you say, licking a stripe down and up his cock. you take the head into your mouth for a moment to run your tongue over his slit. you pull him out with a pop, pressing small kisses alongside his shaft, “you want me to ask?”

“yeah,” rafe says softly. “i like hearing you say it.”

“say what?” you whisper, one of your hands cupping his balls to massage them.

“ask me to fuck you,” rafe says, a little louder. “please.”

“rafe . . .” you trail, spitting on his cock before pumping it a few times. “can you please fuck me?” you ask, taking his cock into your mouth. you deepthroat until the tip of your nose touches his stomach.

“fuck,” he groans, his hands finding your hair to guide you. “you’re such a tease,” he chuckles darkly. "deeper."

you hum while his cock is buried deep in your throat, and you can feel yourself gag. you pull off, strings of saliva stretching from your mouth to his cock while you pump it a few more times. “you wanna cum?” you ask.

“mmh, yeah,” he breathes, his hips bucking up against your hand. “but i want it to be inside you. not all over your face.”

“'m not on the pill,” you murmur as you pull the blanket off of yourself. you straddle his lap and pull your shirt over your head.

“that's perfect, you’re perfect,” rafe grins, his hands sliding up your sides to cup your breasts through your bra. “you're so fucking sexy.” rafe sits up, leaning in to kiss your neck. he unclasps your bra, then pulls it away slowly, revealing your tits to his hungry eyes. "fuck.”

“uh-uh,” you tell him, pressing your hand to his chest for him to lay back down. “wanna ride you.”

he blinks twice before smiling. “alright, you got it,” rafe says. he lays back down on the bed, propping himself up on his elbows to see you better.

you tilt your head to the side and place your hands carefully on his chest. “you want me?" you ask, raising your hips and scooting forward. “you wanna be inside me, baby?”

“yes. fuck yes,” rafe groans, his hand reaching up to grip your hips and pull you down onto him. “want you so bad.”

you only smile when you feel his tip hit your entrance. you grab his hands that are on your hips and hold them for comfort, then sink down on his cock. you can't help the moan that follows. “fuck, you feel so good, rafe.”

“and you look even better taking me,” he pants, his eyes darkening with lust as he watches you slide down onto him. his hands squeeze gently at your hips, guiding the pace as he starts to thrust up into you. “god, you're so tight,” he says as you’re grasping one of your breasts in your hand, his hips beginning to move faster as he takes more of you with each thrust. his free hand slides up between your legs, teasing at your clit through your panties. “and wet.”

you grab his hand to stop him, feeling stimulated enough, but you mask it with your words. “can go slower for you,” your voice is low, taking his hands into yours to intertwine your fingers together. you rock your hips back and forth slowly, biting your lip as you ride him. “you want that?”

“fuck, i’m so close," he whines, warning you. “don’t stop now. please.”

“dont stop? yeah?” you moan as you continue to ride him. you watch his facial expressions, and just before you know he’s about to cum, you lift your body off of him. “don’t cum yet.”

“holy fuck, i hate it when you fucking do that,” he groans when he realizes your game. his cock is throbbing and it’s torture.

you smile as you lower yourself down, holding his cock in place to make sure he slides in perfectly. “i know,” you say, and rafe grunts when you’ve sunken down on him all the way. “fuck,” you hiss, reaching forward to sit him up. he’s just inches from your face as you stare into his eyes deeply. “you feel me?”

he looks helpless, nodding with one of his arms wrapped around your waist to keep your pace steady. you have one around his neck to hold him close.

“tell me how good it feels, rafe,” you say, pressing just a few kisses to his lips.

“mmh,” he moans, his hips bucking up to meet yours. “god, it feels so good," he pants, his grip on you getting tighter.

“who makes you feel good?” you whisper as you rock your hips back and forth on his cock. “i saw you talking to kiara at your party,” you say, and for a moment, it’s like rafe falls out of his daze like he realizes he’s in trouble, but he’s right back to letting you create a mess on his dick. “does she make you feel good like this?”

“only you do,” he barely gets out, whining quietly as he looks down between the two of you. he’s about to cum.

you grab his jaw and guide his gaze up to you again. “say my name?” you ask, closing yourself up around his cock that makes rafe tremble before you. you angle his face up a little more to meet his eyes. “say it.”

rafe’s breathing is heavy as he nods once. “only you make me feel this good, y/n, only you can make me cum as good,” he admits. “kiara . . . . fuck, she’s just a friend.”

“then cum for me."

“y/n,” rafe groans, his hips jerking up off the bed as he spurts inside of you, filling you with his seed. his hands grip at your hips tightly, his eyes closing as he lets out a long, satisfied moan.

you press your lips to his immediately, letting out a moan from the feeling of his cum inside you. rafe takes the opportunity to hold you and flip you both over so he’s hovering on top, reading your mind exactly.

“keep fucking your cum back into me, please,” you plead, feeling yourself sink into submission under this man.

“you look so fucking hot,” he groans, his hips moving even faster as he watches himself plunge in and out of your wet pussy. “god, i love how much you like it rough.”

“only with you,” you pant. “no one can make me feel like this. no one else. i’m yours, rafe.”

“mine,” he says back, his hips jerking in one last long thrust that releases a string of broken moans from your lips. you can barely spot the smile on rafe’s face as he continues to fuck you, letting you ride out your high. when he can tell you’re overstimulated, he knows he’s done. he’s too tired to go on any longer and he collapses on top of you, panting as he stares into your eyes. “forever and always,” he whispers.

[radiantteacup]

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄!

✧.* Cunnilingus, Consensual Somnophilia, Vulgar language, Orgasm, Overstimulation, Vaginal Penetration, Literal Recorded Porn, Mentions of male masturbation,

༊*·˚How Suna, Atsumu, and Oikawa would record you two fucking.

˗ˏˋFeaturing ´ˎ˗ Suna Rintaro, Atsumu Miya, and Oikawa Tooru

Suna Rintaro...

༉‧₊˚. His videos are clean, erotic but well thought out- think classic twitter porn. He plans to make a movie with you, ensuring everything is set up before he dives in.

Suna carefully sets his phone up, leaning it against the lamp on your bedside table. He gently slips the sheets and blankets off your naked body before pressing record. Then, careful not to wake you, he parts your thick thighs. He slides onto his stomach, resting your legs on top of his broad shoulders. His movements are slow and methodical, his eyes watching your face for any signs of a reaction. Then, gingerly, he licks a long stripe up your exposed cunt. He groans to himself, the taste of you bursting on his tongue. He can't help but dive in all at once, a sudden burst of desperation hitting him like a semi-truck. His grip on your thighs tightens, then he's lapping at your cunt feverishly. He's so focused, so lost in the taste of you that he doesn't even realize you've woken up until your manicured hands are buried in his hair, tugging on the thick locks of his hair. He groans again, his lust clouded eyes meeting your own while his warm tongue is circling your sensitive clit. You throw your head back, tears clouding your vision when two of his long fingers are suddenly pounding into your gummy cunt. Your orgasm is fast-approaching, pleasure sweeping your entire body. Your back arches off the mattress, eyes rolling back, your mouth hung open in a silent moan as you come undone. A familiar feeling of euphoria knocks you senseless as you twitch in his hold, his soft lips pressing kisses to your thighs in an attempt to ground you.

Atsumu Miya...

༉‧₊˚. His videos are a stark contrast to Suna's. His are a heat-of-the-moment ordeal. He decides halfway through fucking you that he needs to remember this night specifically, so he's got to record it. It's messy, and hot, and so erotic.

You feel like you're out of your own body, exhaustion and pleasure leaving your mind completely blank. Atsumu has your legs swung over his hips, his thick cock pounding into your weeping cunny so passionately it has you seeing stars. Your pretty nails dig into the muscles of his back, clinging to him so desperately. Shiny tears slip down your cheeks, pretty moans of ecstasy spilling from between your swollen lips. " Lookin' so damn pretty Baby-fuck! Hold on Doll." He grunts, his grip slipping from your hips as he reaches for his phone; opening up his camera, he presses the red 'record' button before panning the phone over to you. He holds your hip with one hand, the other holding his phone up to record you in all your glory. "Fuckkk Baby.. You're so fucking sexy Doll." He starts thrusting into you again, focusing the camera on where his fat cock is pounding into your creamy pussy. He groans, sliding the view up to your fucked out face, mascara running down your plump cheeks, mouth hung open in a moan. He's totally gonna jack to this later, when he's away at a game.

Oikawa Tooru...

༉‧₊˚. He likes to video you on special occasions. For example, when you dress up in lacey lingerie for his birthday. Thinks you look so pretty like this, and it makes him feel like he's on top of the world.

Oikawa has his phone propped up against your abandoned wine glass on the bed side table, angled to face the two of you. His phone records as you bounce on his lap, loud squelching sounds and the smell of sex permeating the bedroom. His hands rest on your hips helping you lift yourself on and off his thick cock. The white lingerie you had picked out for this occasion decorated your perfect body, he insisted he fuck you in it. Your head was thrown back in pleasure, your right hand buried in his fluffy locks of hair, the other thrown lazily over his shoulder. His head was buried in your neck, his plump lips leaving hickies all over your neck, collarbones, and chest. He groaned between his love bites, obsessed with every part of you. "You're so pretty f'me Baby. Love you so damn much Baby Girl." Your mind is fuzzy the romantic sex leaving you dizzy and gasping for air. The thought of this all being recorded for his solo rendezvous made you inexplicably turned on. You hope he likes it. <3

[freshstitches]

The Stacktangle Blanket Crochet Pattern will turn your expectations of the well known granny stitch on their head. This pattern uses stacked increases and decreases to turn simple stripes into complex looking colorwork. It isn't much harder than a regular granny stitch afghan, we've provided photo tutorials of the unusual stitches in the pattern.This project can be made in many sizes and is well suited for crocheters who are familiar with basic stitches and are ready to take on some new skills.

Patrick T. Stewart wrote the instructions and I ( Xandy Peters) made the charts. Whichever way you prefer to get your crochet patterns, you are covered.

Sizes: Baby (Throw, Twin*, Full*, Queen, King)

Finished Dimensions: 23" x 28" (57" x 50", 91" x 72", 91" x 94", 91" x 116", 108" x 116") / 58 x 71 cm (145 x 127 cm, 231 x 183 cm, 231 x 239 cm, 231 x 295 cm, 274 x 295 cm)

*Twin and Full size are turned 90* to fit on a bed.

Yarn: 4 Colors of worsted weight (#4 Medium) blanket yarn such as:

Loops & Threads Soft Classic, 354 yards (324 m) per 7 oz. 100% acrylic. Color A - Raspberry, Color B - Wine, Color C - Clay.

Red Heart Super Saver Solids, 364 yards (333 m) per 7 oz. 100% acrylic. Color D - Orange.

More yarn info is in the image below.

Hook: Size I (5.5mm) or size needed to obtain gauge.

Gauge: 20 sts x 10 rows = 6 x 6" (15 x 15 cm)

Other Materials: Tapestry needle for finishing.

This pattern uses US notation

Find the pattern on Ravelry or on xandypeters.com

[fxstpace]

“i’m outside your window.”

“wow. you’re so creepy.” you balance your phone on your shoulder and lift it up, pressing it to your ear so that you can finish folding your laundry. “did you watch twilight recently, or something?”

“no.” jake’s voice sounds tinny through your phone’s speaker. he huffs, and you can imagine the look of utter chagrin on his face. “...maybe. i mean, sunoo kinda forced me to, yaknow? he thinks it’s romantic or whatever.”

you snort, folding a t-shirt and placing it on your mattress. “i’m not surprised. are you actually outside my window or are you—”

a soft knock against your windowpane makes you still. there’s no way your boyfriend is actually outside your room, right? it’s dark and cold, and as much as you love jake sim, you don’t want him to catch a cold just because he wants to see you.

“you’ll never find out unless you open your curtains,” he says. “i love the colour, but i’d prefer seeing your face.”

“jake…” you trail off, walking over to your window and drawing the curtains. he’s there, leaning against the glass like this is some kind of real-life romcom. it’s chilly, but all he has on is a thin, striped jumper and a smile so wide, it makes his eyes crinkle by the corners. you put down your phone and wave at him.

he waves back. you undo the latch and open the windows. “hi,” he says cheerfully, as though this is normal. “i wasn’t lying.”

“oh, my god. that’s all you have to say?” 

jake shrugs. “i wanted to see you. i missed you a lot today. can i come in?”

“yeah.” you step aside, giving him space to climb through the open window. “careful, don’t trip.”

he clambers in, a little clumsily, because jake’s reflexes aren’t the best. he catches himself, though, and lands on the floor of your bedroom with a flourish. 

“wow,” he says, grinning at you, “it was cold outside.”

“idiot,” you scold him gently. “who told you to wait outside my bedroom window like some wannabe edward cullen in this weather?”

jake steps forward and plants his hands on either side of your face. his palms cup your cheeks—rough and calloused, but also incredibly cold to the touch. “mm, i don’t know. i really wanted to see you, that’s all.”

you soften. how could you not? you rub your own palms together to generate heat and place them over his. “your fingers are so cold,” you say. “what if you catch a fever?”

“warm me up, then,” he tells you, and kisses you—just once, softly.

the back of your neck prickles with heat. “don’t say weird things.”

“was i being weird?” jake asks, widening his eyes with fake innocence. “you’re the one assuming things.”

“what?” 

“i just wanted to hold you underneath your incredibly warm blanket.”

you pull away, embarrassed, but smile all the same. “i have to finish folding my clothes.”

“after that, then.”

“okay. i missed you too, you know.”

“aw. someone’s getting all soft on me.”

you throw your half-folded sweatshirt at him in response.

author’s note — let’s all collectively ignore that last line because it is so! anticlimactic! also this was kind of inspired by that one video where jake pokes his head out the window and waves at people during his prada shoot in milan :) thanks for reading 🤍

[samandcolbyownme]

new jake stuff when queen !?!?

Summary: After a drunk one night stand with her best friend, Jake, reader has to figure out how to break some news to him.

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, pregnant!reader, reader being nervous/worried, mentions of alcohol, being drunk, kissing, hair pulling, oral (f rec), unprotected sex, general filth

Word Count: 4.9k | unedited

!! smut right under the cut !!

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Jake’s hands held onto your hips as he backed you up into his room, kicking the door shut behind him and reaching back to lock it.

His lips never leaving yours.

You giggle as he lifts you up, his hands squeezing your ass as he walks you over to the bed. His body hovers over yours, your legs still hooked around his waist as your hand runs through his hair.

He trails the kisses down your neck and you let out a moan as he bites and sucks a mark into your skin.

He groans lowly as you tug on his hair, reaching down with your other hand to bunch your dress up, “Please.”

Jake pushes himself up, lifting his tank up and off his body before reaching down to spread your legs open wider. His bottom lip pulls between his teeth as he looks from your soaked panties up to your face.

He smirks, “Take’em off.”

You bend your legs up, lifting your hips from the bed as you slide the fabric down over your legs.

He doesn’t miss a beat, moving to place his head between your thighs and licking a stripe up your needy core, “Fuck, you taste so good.”

You let out a moan, your hips bucking as your hand flings to the back of his head, “Fuck, Jake.” Your back arches upward as his lips close around your clit, earning a gasp from you.

Your fingers lace through his hair, tugging and pulling at his hair, “Oh fuck, Jake.” Your eyes roll back as he tilts his head down, slipping his tongue into you.

Your legs lock around his head, moan after moan rolling from your tongue.

His fingertips dig into your hips, pulling you as close as he can get you.

“F-fuck, fuck. D-don’t stop.” You throw your head back, your hand slamming down onto the bed and gripping the blanket below you for leverage as you feel yourself getting closer and closer, “I-I- yesyesyes.”

You roll your hips, “fuuuck.”

He’s quick to replace his tongue with two of his fingers, moving his mouth back up to suck your clit.

“Shit, shit, yes. Fuck.” You look down at him, your jaw falling slack as you’d watch his tongue draw circles on the sensitive nub.

He glances up at you, locking eyes as his fingers thrust in and out. He picks his head up, his fingers still moving, “Gonna cum for me?”

You nod your head quickly, propping yourself up on your elbows, “Yes, yes. Fuck.”

He drops his head back down, his tongue continuing to paint circles.

You fall back, your hand moving to slip into his hair, pulling as you feel yourself coming undone for him.

Back off the bed, heels digging into his upper back, hand pulling the dark locks on his head, and loud moans ripping from your throat as he guides you through your high.

You feel his fingers slip out and he sits up, undoing his jeans before quickly pushing them and his boxers down his thighs.

He leans down, his lips connecting to yours as he fights to kick them off. Propping himself up on his forearm, he reaches down with his other hand and drags the head of his cock against your aching slit.

You move your hips, reaching up to grab the sides of his neck. You freeze, your grip tightening as you feel him slip in.

He looks down at you, almost like he’s shocked this is happening, “Fucking hell.” He slams his lips onto yours, thrusting into you, which earns a gasp from both of you.

Your arms slide around his neck and his hand slides up your body, pulling down your dress to reveal your bare boobs.

You moan loudly, not giving a fuck about who hears, “Feels so good, baby.” You lift your head, connecting your lips to his.

His hand moves between each one of your boobs, squeezing and kneading each one, “You feel so good.” He mumbles lowly, “So fucking good, baby.”

Your nails drag across his back, leaving red trails as they go, “J-Jake, Jake, fuckfuckfuck.” Your back arches, chest pressed against his as your walls squeeze his cock, “I-“

Your words were replaced by a constant string of moans. The pleasure was scrambling your brain, along with the alcohol, all you could do was make noise.

“So fuckin’ pretty.” Jake’s lips crash into yours, “You close, baby?”

You nod, tilting your head back as he moves to kiss down it again, “U-uh huh.”

“God you sound so beautiful, too.” He nips your ear, kissing back to your lips. Your nails sink into his shoulders as your walls close around him, reaching desperately for another release.

“I want you to cum for me.”

“Cum for me, baby.”

His voice was just enough for that tight band in your stomach to snap. Your legs tighten around his waist and the room is filled with moan after moan.

He fucks you through your high, guiding you through it with such roughness, you felt like you could cum again, “I- fu-“

You whine in place of your words, your nails adding more lines to the artwork on his back, “Fuck, babe.” He moans, his thrusts growing sloppy by the second, “Where.. where do you want me?”

“Pull out.” You whisper, your lip pulling between your teeth, “Or don’t, I don’t care.”

He smirks, shaking his head as he presses his lips to yours. You feel his hips pulls back, his cock slipping out of you and finally, his cum land on the inside of your thigh.

He leans his head back, looking down at you as he whispers, “You’re not going to regret this tomorrow, are you?”

You rock your head side to side, “No, are you?”

“Fuck no.” He laughs and sits up, “Hold on.” He gets up, walking over to grab something to wipe you off with. You watch as he cleans you up before sitting up, “Where are my-“ you lean, grabbing your panties from the floor, “Found them.”

Jake stands up, putting his clothes back on as he watches you fix your dress, “Ready to go back out and party some more?”

You give him a smile and nod, “Let’s go.”

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Ｆｏｕｒ ｗｅｅｋｓ ｌａｔｅｒ

The day after Jake and Johnnie’s party, was the beginning to your schedule being jam packed full for the next few weeks.

You had photoshoots, talk shows, videos to shoot and guest appear on.

You barely had time to think, let alone time for yourself since you were always traveling place to place with someone.

Each time you did have a second to think, your mind would go back to the night you spent with Jake.

You and him have talked about what happened, now it’s like an inside joke between the two of you, so you can’t help but giggle every time you do think of it. You weren’t planning to do it again, but if the chance were to ever arise again, neither of you were opposed to turning it down.

You were scrolling through your phone on set of the commercial you were shooting when your assistant, Gia, comes walking in, “Sorry I’m late!”

You spin your chair, resting your phone in your lap, “No worries.” You give her a smile, “Was it traffic?”

“No, no. My period decided to make a surprise appearance and I had nothing packed for it. I thought I had my little case with stuff in it, but I must have left it at home on my bed.”

You furrow your brows, “Yeah, that does suck. Did you..” you pull your phone up, clicking into your period app, “Um, did you end up getting stuff?”

You stare at the screen, reading the words, Your period is six days late, over and over again.

“Yeah that why I’m late, I had to wad up toilet paper and go down to the drugstore and get a box of tampons.” She stops, “Are you okay?”

You lock your phone, swallowing as you nod, “Yeah, yeah. I just got asked to come on a podcast. Just more stress added to the mess, right?”

“You can say no. You do know that right?” She laughs slightly, “You’re human, too.”

“Yeah, yeah.” You nod, “I think I might. I can feel my patience wearing thin with all of this traveling and not being able to be home.”

“If they left an email, send it to me and I’ll decline it for you.” She smiles and looks around, “I’m going to go find the director of this thing and get this show on the road so you can get out of here.”

You nod, unlocking your phone again and going over the tracker.

You were in disbelief. Your period was always on time, rarely ever late.

Stress, it’s just stress, you think to yourself, stress can cause periods to be late.. right?

You shake your head, your heart skipping a beat as you see a text from Jake appear at the top of your screen, Good luck with today’s commercial. You’re going to crush it like you always do!

You smile slightly as you type back, Thanks, waiting for the director to come get me. Kinda nervous.

You send that message and type out another one, Hey, when we get back, we need to talk.

You stare at the words but end up deleting them as you shake your head. You felt your eyes start to burn from the potential tears and you spin around to the mirror to stop them from falling and ruining your makeup.

“Y/n.”

You jump at Gia’s voice and spin around, “Are they ready?”

She gives you a nod and tilts her head, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” You take a deep breath and force a smile, “I’m good, let’s do this.”

You follow her to set and get the ball rolling, but the whole time you were supposed to be focused on the commercial, your mind was elsewhere.

“Y/n?” The director waves his hand, “You with us?”

“Yeah, yes.” You sit up straighter, “I’m here.”

He nods, “Okay, so you’re going to hold up the bottle of perfume, spritz it and say your line, got it?”

You nod, “Bottle up, push down, words. Yes.”

He nods again, looking around at everyone before calling action. You lift the bottle up, pushing down on the stop, “No elegance is possible without perfume.”

“Cut! That was perfect!” The director claps and you smile, setting down the bottle of perfume, “Thanks.” You walk over to the camera and watch them play it back.

Jake was right, you did crush it.

Jake.

Your heart starts to race and you look around for a chair to sit down in. You take a few deep breathes and Gia walks over, “Have you eaten today?”

You look up at her, “No, I think that’s my problem.” You laugh slightly and she rolls her eyes with a laugh, “Y/n.”

“I know, I know. I need to eat, it’s important, blah blah blah.” You laugh, covering up your anxiousness, “we can go after this. We only have one more thing to do, right?”

She nods, “Yes. Should be quick and easy, you just have to walk a few steps, turn and they’ll zoom in on the perfume bottle in your hand.”

“Great.” You stand up, “Let’s just get this done and over with.”

“Can I- if it doesn’t overstep, are you really okay? Besides being hungry? You just seem really off today, off camera at least.”

“Can we not talk about this here?”

She nods, “Yes, of course. I’m sorry if-“

“No, no. I just.. this isn’t a conversation for everyone here to hear, you know?”

She nods, “Totally get that. I’ll see if we can get things going and then we can go.” She walks away and soon enough you’re called to stage.

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As soon as you get to the car, you look at her, “Can you buy me a pregnancy test or two?”

She stares at you, kind of shocked, “Y-yeah, yeah. Do you want to go now?”

“We can eat first. If I don’t eat I might pass out and if I am pr-“ you sigh, unable to say the word, “If I am.. I need to eat anyway, so.”

“Where would you like to go?”

You pick up food on the way to the drug store. You stayed out in the car to eat while Gia went inside.

As soon as she walks out of the doors with the bag in her hands, you felt like you could puke.

“I got you four. I got two digital and two regular line ones.” She says as she closes her door, “You still okay?”

You nod, “I just.. I’m going to be honest, this is a shock to me.” You laugh, “It was one night, one.. drunken night that really didn’t mean anything and now it could potentially cost me a friendship.”

“Oh.” She raises her brows, “It’s one of those situations.”

You slowly nod, raising your brows, “It’s one of those situations.” You tilt your head, “I mean, it’s not weird between us, we have talked about it and now it’s kind of like an inside joke, but at the same time, I don’t think either one of us thought this would happen.”

“Have you had any symptoms of it?” She glances over at you as she drives, “Like have you felt sick or anything?”

“No, nothing, but isn’t that weird? Like aren’t I supposed to have symptoms?” You take a sip of your drink and she shrugs, “Not necessarily, some women go weeks without having any kind of symptoms at all. My sister, when she had my nephew, she didn’t find out until almost her second trimester.”

“That’s crazy. Like I’ve heard stories about people not even knowing they were pregnant until giving birth but like, I don’t know.”

“It’s different when it’s you going through this, but hey. We don’t even know if that’s the case. You’re getting yourself worked up over nothing.”

Your phone vibrates in your lap and you let out a sigh, “Fuck, it’s the potential baby daddy.” You let out a laugh as you slide to answer, “Hey, Jake.”

“Hey! How’d it go?”

“Pretty well actually. They said it’ll be out within the next week, but they’re send me the video as soon as it’s done, so I’ll get to see it first.”

“I want the link. I need to see how good you crushed this shit.” Jake laughs, “When will you be home?”

“Um, probably within the next day or two, but I have the other talk show and then a few photoshoots to do. I should be free within the next week or so.”

“Alright, I want to do a car stream with you, I keep getting comments about when they’re doing to see you next and I want to deliver.”

You tilt your head, “Yeah, definitely plan it. I’ll look at my schedule when I get back to the hotel and I’ll text you.”

“Sounds good.” Jake pauses, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m good. Why?”

“You haven’t really been texting and I just want to make sure that we’re still good from-“

You cut him off, “Please, that doesn’t both me. You know I’d do it again.” You laugh to cover the nervousness and he laughs, too, “I mean, we can plan that too if you-“

“Jake.” You laugh, letting out a sigh, “I gotta go. I’m back at the hotel.”

“Alright, talk later.” He laughs and you roll your eyes with a slight smile, “Talk later.”

You hang up and look at Gia, “It’s Jake!?”

“Shut up!” You cover your face with your hands, “Don’t, do that. Don’t.” You look at her and she raises her hands, “I’m just.. not surprised, okay. I’ve been waiting for the day you guys come out as a couple.”

“Do we really act like that?”

She scoffs, “with the way that you two look at each other.. I’m shocked no one else has said anything.” She grabs the bag, “Now come on. Let’s go find out if you’re freaking out over something or nothing.”

You make your way up to the hotel room, walking in and snatching the bag from her hand, “can you come with me. I’m scared.”

“Right behind you.” She laughs and follows you into the bathroom.

You grab the first box and open it up.

“Oh wait. I’ll go get a cup so you can do them all at once.” Gia walks out and you stand there, anxiously picking at the cardboard until she returns.

You take it, moving to sit down on the toilet while holding the cup under you. You tried to pee, but nothing, “I think I’m nervous.”

“Here.” She turns the tap on, “Try this.”

It worked.

You lean over, setting the cup down on the counter and finishing up before moving to wash your hands. You dip the first stick in, then the second, then the third, then the fourth.

You step back, turning around to face the wall, “Oh my god. I can’t look.”

“You should. The line ones are already dark as hell.”

“Huh!?” You whip around, flying to the counter and you feel your soul leave your body, “Oh my god.” You whisper, barely audible, “Oh.. my god.”

“Hey, hey. It’s okay.” She takes your hand, “Look at me.” She nods when you look at her, “It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s going to be okay.”

You swallow, “Oh my god.”

“Why don’t you go out and sit on the couch, lay down for a little bit.” She opens the bathroom door and leads you out to the couch, “You’re good. I promise.”

“Let me know what the other ones say.” You lay down, laying your hand over your face, “Oh my god.”

You felt like you were in shock. Your mind absolutely racing about what Jake is going to say, what he might do.

He may lose it, he may want nothing to do with you.

He may be happy, he might want you to not leave his side.

Your mind kept bouncing back and forth between the options and you felt like you were spinning.

“They’re both positive.” She says as she walks out of the bathroom, “What do you want to do, do you want to call J-“

“No!” You cut her off, “No, no. This.. this is something I want, need to do in person.”

She nods, “Alright. Okay. If you need to cancel anything, let me know and I’ll do it as discreetly as I can.”

You nod, “I think-“ you sit up, “I think, I’m going to be sick.” You get up and run to the bathroom, and lo and behold, you were.

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You pushed through the week after finding out, but this week, you couldn’t do it. You were slammed with morning sickness, you were bloated to what felt like the max extent, you just felt terrible overall.

You had Gia cancel everything, saying you had the flu or some sort of bug you caught on one of your previous trips.

You’ve been lying to everyone about where you were at, saying how Paris was so beautiful this time of year, but the only view of Paris you had was the photo of the Eiffel Tower hanging on your bedroom wall.

“Hey.” Gia gently taps on the door, “Are you feeling alright?” She walks around sits on your bed, “Y/n.”

You look up at her and she furrows her brows, “You look pale. Have you drank anything, ate anything?”

You shake your head, “I haven’t gotten out of bed since..” you look at the clock on your wall, “Six this morning?”

“Y/n, honey. You need-“ she stops talking as you sit up, leaning over to puke into your small garbage can, “Okay.” She holds your hair back, “Man this hit you hard. Maybe you should-“

“Can you take me to the er. I want to get an ultrasound, make sure everything is okay.”

She nods, “Yeah, come on.”

The ride to the hospital is silent as you talked yourself into not throwing up in her car.

Once you arrive to the hospital, you walk in, hood up, sunglasses on and you quietly tell the front desk lady that you don’t want any attention drawn.

She nods, walking you into the triage room to take your vitals and everything. She asks you the questions and you answer them, filling her in on the last few weeks.

They get you back into a room, do the routine examination, and then it’s time to go for an ultrasound.

As you’re laying on the table, you can’t help but feel like something was off. Nothing bad, but you just felt like there was just something else coming.

“Alright, let’s get a look here and- oh!”

“Oh? Oh what?” You lift your head and the tech looks at you, “You did know you were pregnant, right?”

You nod, “Yeah? I tested like two weeks ago. All four came up positive right away.”

“Hmm, okay. Um, is this the first ultrasound that you’ve had with this pregnancy?” She looks at you and you nod, “It is.”

She turns the screen towards you, still keeping the wand on your belly, “So.. there is two sacs.”

“T-two?” You sit up slightly and she points to the screen, “So here’s baby A. And then over here to the left is baby B.”

“Two babies?!”

You felt like you were going to pass out, “Oh Jesus Christ.” You lay back down, your arm folding over your eyes, “Two.. babies?”

“Yes, ma’am. Two babies.”

You take a deep breath, “Okay. Okay.” You take another deep breath, “This is not what I expected, I don’t know what thing I did, but this.. was not it.”

“Getting the news of twins is not an easy thing. Is the father in the picture by chance?”

You nod, “I mean, he’s a friend who I drunkenly slept with like a month, little over a month ago.” You sigh, “I’m going to tell him.. I promise I just..” you scoff, “I think I just need to process this before I do.”

“Do you have anyone here?”

“Yeah, my assistant is here with me. She’s in my room waiting for me.” You shake your head, “Oh my god.”

“I’ll take you back, I think they’re going to give you fluids and then you’ll be sent home.”

You nod, “Thank you.“

She takes you back to your room and Gia stands up, “Everything okay?”

You nod, “uh huh. Just perfect. Wonderful. Everything you can possibly imagine.” She walks over, “Okay. You’re freaking out, what happened?”

“Twins.” You blurt out, “Not one baby. But two babies are in there just making themselves cozy and I-“

“Okay. Okay. Deep breath. Deep breath.”

You close your eyes, taking a few slow breathes, “What the fuck am I going to do?” You ask calmly as you look up at her. She runs her hand over your hair, “You’re going to tell Jake so you aren’t doing this alone, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah.” You rest your head back, “Yeah.”

The nurse comes in and gives you fluids, and after an hour or so, you’re being discharged. You change and exit the hospital and make your way back to your house.

As you’re sitting out in the car with Gia, you take a deep breath, “I’ll tell Jake to come pick me up.”

“Good, good.” She nods, “Do you feel okay to go anywhere? I can stay until he comes.”

“I think I’ll have him buy me food, I am pretty hungry now, but I also have to pee.” You laugh slightly and bring your phone up, “Okay.”

You call Jake, and he answers within the first few rings, “Well look who it is. I didn’t expect to hear from you, little miss busy bee. Whats up?”

You laugh slightly, “Yeah, Jake, about that. I need you to come pick me up.”

He’s silent for a second, “You know I can’t just..drive to Paris right?”

“From my house. I’m not in Paris.” You sigh, “I’ll explain it then, just.. don’t tell anyone you’re coming to get me.”

“Um, yeah. Okay. I’ll be right there. Do you need anything?”

“We can go for food once you get me?” You look over at Gia and she smiles, giving you a nod. You look back out the window and sigh, “Thank you.”

“Yeah, no problem. I’m leaving no-“ he stops when Johnnie yells, “Where are you going?”

“None of your fucking business.” Jake yells back, failing to stifle back laughter, “I’ll be back in a little.”

“I’m hanging up now.”

“Not if I be-“

You hang up, laughing slightly as you rest your head back, “Fuck, okay.”

Gia reaches over and takes your hand, “It’ll be okay. Jake might be in shock at first, but he won’t leave you stranded.”

“I know, it’s just..” you pause, trying not to cry, “It’s scary.”

She nods, “It is. But you’ll get through it.. I promise.”

You get out, walking into the house so you can go to the bathroom before you leave with Jake. Once you finish, you walk out to the living room, sitting down on the couch.

“Did they give you pictures?” Gia asks and you nod, “Oh, shit. Yes.” You pull the ultrasound from your hoodie pocket and hand them to her, “That’s baby A and then right there is baby B.”

“They’re already the cutest little things ever.” She laughs slightly, “I know this is scary now, but I’m so happy for you.”

You nod, “The longer it sits with me, the happier I’m becoming.”

You get a text from Jake saying he’s here and you sigh, “I’ll keep you posted. You can hang out here until I get back or whatever.”

She nods, “I have some stuff to do, but I’ll have my phone on me.”

You nod and walk out to Jake’s car, taking a deep breath before getting in, “Hi.” You look over at him and he furrows his brows, “I don’t- please don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t look so good.”

“I know, I don’t feel it either.” You laugh slightly and he tilts his head, “Are you sick or, did you catch a bug? Why aren’t you in Paris?”

“One question at a time, Jake. But first, can we get food, I’m starving.” You buckle up and he nods, “You tell me where and I’ll take you there.”

You smile, “Thank you.”

After getting food, you drive to a spot and park, “So.” You start out, “I just want to start off by saying I am so sorry.”

Jake tilts his head, “For?”

“I’ve been home all week.”

He furrows his brows, “You’re apologizing to me because you wanted to spend a week along after working non stop for five or six or whatever weeks? That’s not something you need to apologize for, y/n.”

“No that-“ you sigh, “When I was in New York shooting that commercial, I found out something and I just-“ you take a deep breath, “I’m pregnant, Jake.”

He stares at you, slowly pointing to himself as his brows raise upward.

You nod, “Mhm.”

“From..” he draws an arch with his finger and you nod, “Mhm. Haven’t been with anyone else since.. you, but that’s not-“

“We’re having a baby?” He looks around, “We’re having a baby.” He looks at you, a smile growing on his face and you nod, “Yeah, but Jake, I-“

“No, y/n, we can do this. Okay?” He looks out the window, taking a deep breath, “I promise you. I’ll get my shit together and-“

“There’s two.”

(A/n: I saved this picture just so I can give reference as to what Jake’s reaction looks like LMAO)

He stops, slowly turning his head towards you, “Two.. what?”

“Babies.” You stare back at him, pulling the ultrasound from your hoodie pocket, “Two. Babies. Two.”

He holds his stare, not daring to move a muscle.

“Jake..” you blink, “Hey, can you..” you wave a hand in front of his face, “Say something. Anything. A noise. Something.”

You take a deep breath, your voice going up higher, “Please.. I’m starting to freak out here.”

“Two..” he whispers, “T-twins?”

You nod, “Yeah, look.” You extend your arm over, holding the ultrasound in front of him, “Baby A, and..” You point, “..Baby B.”

“T-two.. babies..” Jake slowly takes the ultrasound, “Twins. We’re.. having.. twins.”

“Yes, Jake. Two babies, twins. Twins, two babies. Two for the price of one..” You swallow, trying not to cry, “I-I understand if you-“

“Don’t.. even finish that sentence.” He turns towards you in his seat, reaching out to cup your face, “Listen to me. We are going to be okay. I know this is scary, and kind of weird..” he tilts his head, giving it a shake before looking back at you, “But we’re going to be fine.”

“You mean you’re not-“

He leans in, pressing his lips to yours, “I’m not going anywhere without you or our babies.”

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I hope it’s good, I wrote this on maybe a full 40 minutes of sleep 🥲 I love you all. Thank you for reading! 🖤 Catch you in the next one!

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