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knightyoomyoui · 7 months ago

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[SMUT COMMISSION] TWICE Jeongyeon x Male Reader - "Just The Way You Are"

Word Count: 15,169 Tags: virgin sex, BODY WORSHIP AND POSITIVITY, dominant and submissive, roleplay, honeymoon, rough sex, vanilla sex, angst, fluff, smut etc. WARNING: contains smut, R+18, mature and sexual content, curse words

Here's my very first commissioned fic featuring our lovely angel Yoo Jeongyeon of TWICE requested to me by @devittobushi, a huge thank you once again for giving me the opportunity to write a commission for you! This has one objective in mind, and that is show lots of love and appreciation for Jeongyeon's current appearance through YN who will stand as Jeongyeon's best man in this story , so for those bitter body shamers of her... yall ain't allowed here with us who will still support her all the way along, unless yall wanna change. In addition, this marks my LONGEST one-shot work EVER, surpassing my Dahyun x Male Reader oneshot "Everlasting Love" from TWICE: Book Of One-Shots x Reader with 13,056 word count. Enjoy reading and I hope I did well on my first commission fic!

START

It was 9:29 PM in the evening. You are a veterinarian who is operating the only open and available pet clinic through a street in Seoul. Tonight,you are entertaining your last client who happens to visit your place to seek some assistance regarding his pet dog who is a chihuahua having some stomach issues.

“How is he, doctor?” The owner named Mr. Park asked nervously after you finished checking-up his dog, putting down your stethoscope.

“She is stable now. Nothing need to be worried about, sir.” You calmly said. “It wasn’t that life-risky, but it could’ve went worse if you didn’t happen to rescue her on time.”

“Yeah, good luck that it was my day off today that’s why I got to stay home and be with my Blossom for today.” The owner explained how was he able to atleast send her dog to the clinic. “Anyways, how is the result doc?”

"So, like I said, it was that much worse, but this isn’t a joke either. This has to be treated immediately,” you said as you felt sympathy for Blossom. “May I ask you something? Do you happen to notice something unusual about your dog that made her be like this? ”

He shook his head after quite a while of posing himself and thinking deeply. “No, Doc, I don’t remember at all. She was just fine to me, as from what I can see about her, how she moves from the last few days, but unlike earlier... she just started moaning and barking deeply enough to make me panic and scared for her.”

“Hmmm okay.” You nodded, but your theory wasn’t satisfied yet. “Did she occur to inspect something from outside your place?”

“None. My dog is too meek and quiet. She wasn’t that kind of pet that is so active enough to be a pain in the ass.” He replied. “Why, was there something wrong about it?”

“What about his eating habits, still nothing?”

You remained silent as you watched Blossom sleeping while free from pain. “She eats a lot. I mean literally SO MUCH that she exceeds the average amount of dog foods she had to consume everyday.”

“How much she ate in a day?”

“Four? Sometimes it gets higher than that.”

“Jesus, now it makes sense.” You cursed under your breath. “Oh you hungry softball, you better chill a little bit.”

You patted her belly and caressed her head before you returned your focus at her owner.

“Blossom has stomach issues, Mr. Park. It may have not been for their overexposure to waste and mess but instead for her overpassing the limit on how should a dog in a breed like her should regularly eat.” You revealed to him the specific details of your findings.

“She may have eating delicious and fitting dog food for her body but that doesn’t mean she can just take it all as much as she wants.” You continued. “Blossom’s overeating made the symptoms to form and turn into gastroenthritis.”

“I really thought at first she is pregnant.” He gasped.

“No, sir. Her belly bloated because of too much intake of food, and the undigested inside her stomach causing it to pile up and not letting the blood and the oxygen flow around their body. Their digestive system might got disturbed the more this keeps going on. It might also get infected with bacterias from the waste of all those she took and could make her gastric worsen.”

“And now that she’s here, that should mean it got prevented, right?”

“You have to less worry for her, I made her comfortably rest because I couldn’t imagine how painful it is for her to hold it in.” You said, glancing at Blossom’s sleeping state. He huffed in relief at the good news.

“I just have one advice for you, monitor and control what she eats next time. It might lessen the risk other having stomach issues, okay?”

“Got it. Thank you very much, doctor.” He nodded and bowed down in respect for you. “I’m really glad that there’s a place here already where I can go and prevent travelling far away just to search for a pet clinic.”

“You’re welcome, sir.” You humbly responded.

“Actually, lucky for you I was about to start packing up until you showed up. Talking about perfect timing.”

He chuckled and shook his head. “Yeah, it was really fortunate of me to have something like this located nearby at my place, and it is the only pet clinic too.”

Those words effectively motivated him, and you preached of them because he felt like he had a bright purpose that had to be done in a place where something like this unique of a service, especially for the residents who own pets at home to go through once there was a sudden emergency.

“Anyways, I’ll just gonna pick up the papers to seal this deal up. Please wait for a while.” You gently said as you left the owner have some alone time with his beloved pet.

You returned back from your office carrying the clipped papers containing infos about Blossom’s condition, consent from the owner that the patient must stay here for continous check up and lastly the bills of the medication he has to pay for.

He signed all of them and ended their brief meeting with a mutual agreement. He lavished you again with lots of gratitude before he bids goodbye to his let and left the place, leaving you alone again in your own personal space.

“Cmon, Blossom. Let's get you somewhere safe and comfy,” you said as you carefully carried the chihuahua and placed her in one of the vacant cages filled with blankets.

After you successfully didn’t disturb her peaceful rest, you decided to divert your attention now to prepare yourself for going home. You switched the placard from "Come in, we’re OPEN" to "Sorry, we are CLOSED" so that no more clients would appear and beg to make another request at the very last second.

While putting back all the things to their necessary spots, your vision garnered attention by the appearance of a black van stopping from your client. It became more familiar when a woman stepped out and bid farewell to her fellow staff.

She turned around and started walking towards the door. Sporting furrowed brows and a confused smile, you had to witness her figure becoming more visible as she opened the door and removed her bag to be placed on one of the seats.

There she was, your girlfriend, standing in front of you. One of the idols and members of the worldwide popular K-Pop girl group TWICE is Yoo Jeongyeon herself.

“Good evening, my YN! ”She slowly walked at you, and you were startled when she immediately hugged you while in her baggy coat. She buries her head on your shoulder, and you watched her submerge herself into your contact.

“Hey, my Jeongie.” You rubbed her back. “You look really tired. You should’ve gone home already and gotten a rest rather than coming here, especially since you’re doing dance practices for your group’s comeback. Save some more energy. ”You reprimanded here with pure concern audible in your voice, as you mentioned how busy and working hard for their new single More and More.

“Ehh, why do you sound like you don’t want me to be here.” she sulked. “Well that’s why I came here for, you’re my battery YN.” Her voice was muffled, but you can already guess that one of your girlfriend’s usual behavior is to either tease you or she gets easily sulk and sad at whatever that has something to do within her actions that wasn’t entirely right makes her disturbed.

“No, ofcourse I love to see you too and I’m glad you’re okay. I just hope you could’ve thought of yourself for now because you needed it. I just care about you, Jeongyeon. You know that because that’s how I love you so much.” You caressed her long blonde hair, feeling her silky length sliding between your fingers as you pressed the side of your head against her.

“Sweet as always, heh.” Jeongyeon smiled and wiggled her face more at the broadness of your shoulder and seethed in your fragrant scent. “But you said it anyways that what’s important for you is my own sake and what should I do about it. Well, I decided to come here and see you because I can’t be alone there at the house while waiting for you. I can’t rest at ease without having you on my side, you know that.” Your clingy and soft girlfriend spoke about her defense.

“Do you really miss me that much? We just saw each other earlier in the morning.” You chuckled.

“That wasn’t enough, okay? We haven’t been able to spend some time together because of how busy we’ve been. You can’t blame me for needing you.” She reminded you why she was this eager tonight to have your affection. You smiled, as you appreciated how you felt so important for her life right now.

“I love you, Jeongyeon.” The only words you can reply at your loss of other words to tell. You hugged her tightly and kissed her temple.

“Love you more, my YN.” She giggled kissed you in the cheek.

“You good now?”

“Mmhhmm.”

“Alright, we can continue this at home sp lemme fix these up and we’re all good to go.” You said, breaking your embrace with her.

“Let me help you-”

“Nope, you stay here missy and rest. I can handle this.” You know how much of a clean freak your girlfriend is and you appreciate her consideration to help you, but like you said, her own sake is what that matters the most for you.

She must be really exhausted. You can feel how her heartbeat and her breathing were all racing. And if you say that, you mean that at all because obviously you and anybody should not underestimate how hard it is to be a K-Pop idol, and you have always alluded Jeongyeon for carrying such a heavy career.

Although before she was able to reach the seat, she paused and asked you again. “Uhh YN-nie where are the boys?”

“At the back, sleeping.” You pointed with your thumb.

“Owkieee” She went first to head through the direction to your office. You returned all the things back to their respective locations before you followed her and watched her from the doorframe.

Jeongyeon has cautiously opened the cage and pulled the tray to expose her two boys, which are technically her two pet dogs named Nanan and Peanut, both quietly sleeping, along with the rest of the pets here slated to be under your supervision and care while they are receiving treatment.

She has entrusted it to you to take care of them since her other pet, a cat named Bomb, is already with her parents. She was supposed to take them to her sister Seungyeon, who usually guards them, but sadly, as an actress, she is currently busy filming her upcoming TV show. Her other sister, Seoyeon, couldn’t do the same since she’s mostly focused on officework.

Fortunately, she has another special person in mind who has this quality that he shares with hers and finds it a huge green flag for her ideal man that she can trust for her pets. That’s one of the ways you were able to win her heart one day.

Unbeknownst to her, as you continue to watch your loving girlfriend act like a mother to her two kids, it makes your mind travel back to that one unforgettable memory that serves as the beginning of how you and her ended up to what you two are now currently in your relationship status as a couple.

FLASHBACK

1 YEAR AGO

You were busy treating one of your patients when the chime rang, signaling that the door had been opened by somebody. Your head turned to the open pathway as it stole your attention.

Leaving your medication station, you left to see your new client.

Stepping out of the doorframe, you stopped as you saw that the client turned out to be a woman. She was wearing a mask with an outfit composed of a mint-green t-shirt with leggings and some clean-looking rubber shoes. Her dog was in her arms.

“Good morning, maam. Are you gonna set an appointment?” You greeted the lady.

“Good morning too, doc. Ahh yes, please.” She nodded and slowly rocked her pet dog in her arms.

“How can I help you?”

“My dog is sick. He’s burning in fever and I don’t have anyone else to take care of her. I’m a busy woman these days.” Her voice was fully of softness and worry as she looks down at her poor dog.

“Wait a second, please. I’ll just gonna return my patient back to her cage.” You said before you made an instant action regarding her concern.

After doing what you said, you returned to the woman and instructed her. “Follow me, please.”

You and the lady ended up at the medication station to conduct a brief check-up on her dog. After removing the thermometer, you checked to see the temperature, and the result got you worried for the dog too.

“104 degrees Fahrenheit. That’s high. She does have a fever,” you said, placing the back of your hand against its body. “She’s very hot at the moment; we have to give her medicine immediately to decrease the heat in her body.”

The woman nodded, and she just let you do your own thing as part of your expertise as a veterinarian. You injected something into the dog, and its speedy breathing somehow calmed down.

“This should do. It’ll get her to take it again after 7 hours.” You informed the lady.

“Thank you so much, doc.” She bowed in gratitude.

“Okay, follow me so that you can log off and we can process the papers.”

You and her went to your desk next. She was sitting in front of you at the guest seat. “May I clarify something? Are you perhaps alone right now in your property?”

“Yes, but actually I somehow stay sometimes on my other houses than my own dorm, my sisters and my parents.” She answered. You muttered to yourself that this lady is very rich.

“Are your sister and your parents aren’t available to manage her… oh wait, what’s your pet name?”

“Peanut.”

“Cute. I see why you came up with that name.” You joked as you remembered her color, and you immediately understood the point of the origin. She also chuckled at how guilty she was.

“Okay so why was there nobody to atlesst assist Peanut for the meantime? Are all of them unavailable?”

“Yes, doc. My sister is busy also at her work and my parents… well they also do have business on their own but mostly my mom is already guarding my two other pets. I just don’t want to bring more burden at them so I decided to take Peanut here.” She explained.

“Good idea. I can assure you that Peanut will be back on her good condition again.” You said confidently. Her cheeks widened, indicating that she must be smiling behind the mask at your positive words.

“Can I get your name, maam?”

“Y-Yoo Jeongyeon.”

You were about to land the ballpoint of your pen onto the chart when your brows furrowed as it clicked on your sense that hearing that name hit you a familiarity.

“Come again?”

“I know you heard me, doc. You must be recognizing me now.” She giggled shyly.

Your mouth agaped and let out an ‘ooh’. “What a pleasant surprise. This has to be the first time I get to face a famous celebrity visiting my clinic.” You laughed. “You’re Jeongyeon of TWICE, am i correct?”

“Yes.”

“Pleasure to meet you.”

“This won’t do help anymore anyways.” She removes her mask. Her full visual is now visible to you, and wow she must be also the most beautiful client you have ever encountered so far in your time here.

The hand that you’re presenting at her for a handshake flinched as soon as you saw her face in full display. Jeongyeon accepted your hand, and your body shivered at her warm touch passed on you.

“Pleasure to meet you too, doc. I could tell this might be your first time… or you’re a fan?”

“Ahh… sorry for this but I’’ll go with the first one.” You cautiously said on her, fearing that she might get offended at your explaination after. “Not actually to consider myself a fan, I do have listened to some of your songs and it’s pretty good but I’m just not that invested much at K-Pop” you said in an apologetic tone.

“No, it’s fine doctor. I’m actually glad that I can atleast be able to have a conversation with somebody by just being simply as myself and not this famous image that I’ve built for myself.” She said.

“You’re right, and if that’s what makes you comfortable, then I would be willing to give you that, Ms. Yoo.”

You and Jeongyeon proceeded to finalize the necessary informations before you made it clear to her that Peanut must stay here for an estimated 3 days since you still have an available slot left for pets to remain at your workplace for stricter guidance and medication.

Jeongyeon agreed on that and appreciated your service again before she bids your farewell. Once she left, you breathed out deeply, astounded that you had just interacted with an idol and, at the same time, had such an attractive lady like Jeongyeon.

The next day, Jeongyeon went to visit again at an earlier time compared to yesterday to gain an update on Peanut, and fortunately, you brought some good news. Although Prsnut is still sick, you informed her that she is now stable and that her temperature has improved.

After getting to look at Peanut, who is resting, Jeongyeon decided to spare her breaktime from her work by engaging in some conversation with you, away from the honorifics, and rather as two people genuinely getting acquainted with each other.

They explore topics like Jeongyeon sharing her interest on opening a pet clinic too if she wasn't an idol because she likes animals too, particulary dogs and cats, you being not that much of a K-Pop fan, and some other common and difference between each other.

That’s where she learned as the mood shifted when you brought up about the fact that he's unsure if his clinic will remain here for long when Jeongyeon expressed her interest to come back here again because you told Jeongyeon that his rent exceeded due and he already got a warning from the landlord. He wanted to pay but he is struggling to attain the required money, now that it gotten higher than the previous amount of rent.

You also added that you are currently trying to search for other vacant places where you can move your clinic to escape the heavy rent.

Jeongyeon was saddened by it and hoped that things would go well for him. Little did you know, though, that when she returned again for the last day to pick up Peanut, she actually took note of it and surprised you with a reward for helping her.

“Uhm n-no Miss Yoo thank you so much for this but… I can’t accept this. This is too much, I’m just doing my work.” You respectfully refused her offer.

“No, you deserve it, that’s why, and I can see that you are a gooand easygoing with. We can be friends if you’ll even like that more.” Jeongyeon grinned and shrugged. Her invitation to welcome you to a much more explorable and closer connection with her has shocked you to the core.

You must be one of the luckiest people in the world because, despite being a stranger, you had no idea that, as you crossed paths with a huge name like Jeongyeon, you didn’t expect at all that you'd be able to make friends with her. All you knew at first was that this whole thing was just going to be a one-off experience.

“That’s why I’m doing this. I can respect your refusal, but you know I would like it better if you’ll give it more time to think and… accept this.” She smiled and handed you a card. “This is my number, contact me when you make up your mind.”

She just left you speechless as she exits your clinic. You gulped and let out a gasp as you view Jeongyeon’s business card in your possession. Remembering her advice, you did contemplated about the offer for the entirety of the night. The next day, a one call away was all it took for Jeongyeon to get the go signal.

You and Jeongyeon visited the place, and it did match your liking. What she did after overwhelmed you when she said that she'd be the one to buy it for you, and all of the embarrassment and humbleness overflow at Jeongyeon’s initiative to help you.

But you have no choice but to accept; after all, this is already such a wonderful free treat coming from a kind-hearted woman like Jeongyeon. You accepted it, and Jeongyeon made the payment. Now she has also assisted you to relocate with the help of some movers and establish this place your official new clinic.

Because of this wholesome exchange that you and Jeongyeon made possible, this became the gateway to an opportunity when, as days went on, their bond grew until they started to feel something more for each other. That’s when Jeongyeon realized that there was another reason why she was so open to getting closer to you: she finds you interesting.

Then one day, being a true man, you were the one who submitted and initiated the first move by confessing what you feel for her despite anxious and fear. It was all washed away when Jeongyeon shockingly accepted, marking the beginning of their relationship as a couple. BACK TO THE PRESENT

You took Jeongyeon home right away after closing the clinic. Reaching your own safe haven together, you act through your words that you will help your exhausted girlfriend relax by giving her a proper massage before joining her on the bed for a deep slumber.

A week later, they have already reached the D-day for their comeback release titled More and More. You attended their first scheduled music show performance to promote their new title track and the album, belonging to the ones who were committed to appear at the studio very early in the morning since that’s the scheduled time for the idols to tape their performance before the live voting hours later.

As much as you wanted to accompany your girl at the moment, you knew that she’s getting assisted right now by her staff. You were feeling so enthusiastic and motivated to do everything for Jeongyeon today, and what came after surely didn’t have yourself to blame for why you’re being like this.

Exactly as they achieved their first win based on the combination of both live voting and the other criteria's result, it also coincided as your first anniversary together, making this day with her even more special.

Rushing through the backstage after one of the managers helped you to pass through the guards, you met Jeongyeon and greeted her with a tight hug and a proud kiss for her additional achievement today.

“Congratulations, Jeong. Oppa’s so proud of you, darling.” You said very close to her ear after kissing her in the temple and stroking her hair from behind. Jeongyeon’s breathed deepened and you felt her body trembled at her chuckle.

“Thank you, YN. Another thing for us to celebrate, isn’t it?”

“Yeah we will. So better wrap up your schedule for today because we are going to spend this day really well.” You said, staring at her with an excited grin. “Have you already told your managers about it?”

“Yeah I did. They allowed me. However, since they’re gonna move the rest of what we’re supposed to do today onto the next day, our schedule will be heavier.” Jeongyeon frowned at the consequences.

“O-oh no… wait, are you sure you’re still up-”

“Don’t worry about me, and us oppa. The girls are fine with it. They know how important this day is for us. Right, girls?” Jeongyeon acknowledged her sense of having others listening to your conversation with her at the moment and she was right. As she turned her head around, you and her caught the girls peeking at the door with their busted reactions.

They all gestured with thumbs ups and nods, even sending their congratulations for your first anniversary with Jeongyeon. You thanked them before facing your girl back.

“Time is running, let’s get going shall we?”

Jeongyeon hurriedly went to their dressing room and packed her things before she joined you and left the studio along with the bodyguards to shield you both against the fans who might trap you two in a stampede.

As you escorted Jeongyeon to the car, you thanked the bodyguards before entering too and awakening the engines to drive off through your first destination.

From afternoon to evening, you and her went to Gwangjang Market since her request was that she would love to have a food trip with all the street food they could get. You understood immediately her love for street food, so you granted it, taking her there and letting yourself get dragged along to wherever food stalls could attract her.

In the middle of a cold evening, you and Jeongyeon strolled along the uphills, where the scenery of the city was almost visible. Standing on one of the balconies, you savored this peaceful moment with the most precious woman in your life with some random talks about topics that can amuse both of you until it went to the most important aspect of why you brought her here.

You handed a box at Jeongyeon. When she opened it, her eyes lighted at the sparkling object laid neatly in front of her. It was a necklace that Nayeon recommended for you to buy when she shared that Jeongyeon was staring the most at this one while they were shopping. Even though she can buy it easily, she decided not to because their purpose on that time was to buy things that they needed the most in their dorm.

“YN… this is beautiful. I- I really appreciate this, you really searched for the place just to get this for me?” Jeongyeon’s expression went mellow for you.

“You know I will do everything just to make you happy, Jeongyeon.”

Jeongyeon hugged you and kissed you in the cheek. “Thank you so much, babe. I’ll wear this often.”

“Oh you better be. It suits you.”

“But wait, you think you’re the only one who has a gift prepared?” She smirked and slowly placed the box of the necklace on her bag.

“And what do you have for me too, missy?” You returned the same gesture as her.

“But first, let me drive this time. I want to show you it by myself.”

You had no issues with her request, and you just let her sit in the driver's seat while you’re the one on the passenger list this time. Jeongyeon parked the car in one of the parking lots in a hotel building, and you just kept yourself silent, keeping your questions as to why the two of you went here.

Reaching the final storey as they exit the elevator, you were perplexed as to why there’s only one room left. Jeongyeon pulled out the keys and unlocked the door. The interior of the unexpectedly huge and spacious room made your jaw almost drop to the floor.

“J-jeongyeon, w-what are we doing in here? Is this y-yours?” You said as you roam your eyes around the surrounding of the room.

“Correction: ours… but technically, it’s mainly for you, YN.” Jeongyeon placed her bag on the couch and gripped both of your arms. “Because this whole place was effectively bought and signed in for ownership under the name of… YN LN.”

“W-what?” Your eyes widened at Jeongyeon’s reveal. “You s-serious? Does that mean-”

“Mmmhhmm… this is all yours, mister.” Jeongyeon hummed and nodded. “You don’t have to travel farther from our house to your clinic because is this just few roads away from there. No more hassle for you.”

“This is… wow. This is awesome. Thank you a lot, truly. You’re making me feel like I’m the luckiest guy in the world.”

“Well you must be. Not only you own such a luxurious place like this but it will be never compared to that one rare and outstanding thing that you possess the most, and that is my heart. And I’m glad that you’re handling it with care, my love.”

“I just can’t broke it. I can’t seem to hurt you, Jeong.” You tucked her hair behind her ear. You and Jeongyeon shared a passionate kiss again before Jeongyeon pushed you to speak something in addition.

“Since we now live together here… that means we can do whatever we want here tonight, right?” Jeongyeon smirked as her voice slowly gets lower along with her touch from your shoulder slipping down to your chest.

“J-jeong…”

“And this place is yours, then that means you’re the one in-charge…” She starts to remove the buttons of your polo.

“Jeong, are you sure you want to do this?”

“Yes, I trust you, YN.” was her only response. She has fully spread your clothing open, revealing your pecs and toned abs. Her breath got stuck in her throat for a while before she licked her lips. “It will be my first time too with you, so be gentle for me oppa, please.”

Confirming that she is indeed prepared to initiate this kind of activity with you, you have decided to join along with her plan. “I promise you that, baby. Oppa’s going to take care of you tonight.”

You pulled her head towards you to land another kiss, but it was still passionate until it got mixed up by some little intensity and heat built up from both parties. Reaching for the zipper on the back of her black dress, you pulled it down and slowly removed it from her body while your lips were still entangled with hers.

Dropping the dress on the floor, she is now only sporting a black laced bra on top, her warm, milky skin now in contact with yours. You released from the kiss, allowing her gasp from your hands wandered around her back and arm, along with some slight squeezes there.

Kneeling down on the floor, you unhooked the only button present that holds her waistband before pulling down her skirt onto her ankles. Looking up to her, you saw the distinct shy blush formed in her cheeks as she stared at your face on an equal level with her panty-covered pussy.

Helping her take off the skirt from her ankles as she lifts both her feet, your hands then ran through the length of her astonishingly sculpted long legs, enough to qualify for a model’s quality. The movement ended exactly at her bubbly ass, giving it a light squeeze and inserting your finger inside the hem of her pants, moving it again back and forth.

Jeongyeon yelped at your fingernails raking her sensitive ass. Standing back up to your feet, you cupped her cheeks and kissed her again shortly before you grabbed her arms and led her to join you on the bed. Sitting first on the mattress, you silently instructed her to stack herself next on your lap.

Facing you with her sexy body, Jeongyeon starts to grab both sides of your head to kiss you deeply and nuzzle onto your neck, peppering it with some sucking and licking, wanting to show you that she owns you. You did the same thing for her to return the favor, inhaling her pleasant smell and dragging your lips across the surface of her neck and her dazzling collarbones before you kissed each inch of her shoulders.

Your fingers tugged against the strap of her bra; it slid down to the cups until it located the clip on the front. Unhooking it, you set off the bra from the sides, revealing her perky B-cup-sized breasts for you, ready to be indulged by her admirer.

Not wasting any more time, you quickly sucked her pinkish nipples, giving them equal treatment as you gnawed her tits left to right. Jeongyeon mewled as she savors the feeling of your tongue coating her nipples with saliva. To add more satisfying feeling, you joined her hands in action by groping both of her milkers while you patiently devour them.

As you buried your face in her wonderful cleavage, your hands then went at her back and ass to massage them until the wetness forming under Jeongyeon’s pants encouraged her to start grinding at your crotch.

Jeongyeon pushes you to the bed, laying you down on the mattress. Having her on top of you, she immediately had her sight next to your pants, still distractingly covering her prize.

Unbuckling your belt and tugging your pants away, she left you with your boxers remaining.

The view of the outline of your hardened length made Jeongyeon dazed in lust and desire of having you to herself. To satisfy her craving, she finally unveiled your veiny thick cock standing at 8 inches proud for her. She licked her lips deliciously at its delectable size.

“Fuck, you’re so big, baby. Woah, I don’t know if this will fit inside of me.” She ran her finger nails on the underside of your shaft. You cursed out at how sensitive your cock is at the ticklish feeling of what Jeongyeon is doing.

She just cackled devilishly as she noticed pre-cum starting to drip out from your crotch. “Oh, no. We can’t just let it waste like that. Lemme clean it up for you, baby.” She starts to lift your cock with her slender hands and licked the puddle of pre-cum on your skin.

Her eyes then marveled at the humongeous size of your cock around her fist, rattling it like she’s handling a toy.

“Mmmhh… so fucking big, baby. I always wanted to taste something like this. Now I’d love to definitely keep you by my side more.” She starts to lick your head, cleaning the remaining dripping pre-cum on its slit. Your breaths became heavy at her pervy actions.

“J-jeong.. ah shit, that feels so good.”

“Do you love this? Your hot girlfriend sucking off your long, thick cock?” She starts to gently pump onto your meat.

“Yeahhh… ahmm” You nodded as you swipe some hair blocking her eyes.

“I’m going to empty your balls, baby.” Jeongyeon then began to take you inside her mouth, her mouth slurping around your girth.

You are floating into Cloud 9 until her loud gag snapped you back into reality, and as you looked down, Jeongyeon has now almost swallowing your entire length, a mission success still for an impressive deepthroat.

“It fits both into my mouth and hands, can’t wait to feel our bodies mashed together.” She then starts to fasten her blowjob, spreading the mixture of her spit and your pre cum along the skin of your hardened cock.

Jeongyeon went under to also share her attention on your full heavy balls. She slobbered on each of your testicles, arising her anticipating to have your load get emptied for her. As she returned to give you more deep sucks and tight pumps, you felt that familiar tightening of your stomach and crotch.

“Fuck my mouth, baby. I know you’re getting close.” Jeongyeon mentioned it as soon as she felt your cock twitch inside her mouth. It urged you to hold her head as a handle and start moving your hips upwards as you fuck her face, her throat getting penetrated by your girth.

As she furiously tapped your thighs, you stopped moving and let your cock slip out of her mouth to give her a break, breathing deeply and tears forming in her eyes. However, she was still enjoying it. She even slapped your meat on her face, making herself look really needy.

She returned your cock back to her mouth, giving you a few more suckers before you alerted her that you were about to reach your end. “I’m cumming, Jeong! ”

Jeongyeon felt her mouth then filled with thick and creamy white substance or simply, your cum saved up for months of not ejaculating. As you take your cock out, Jeongyeon had some few cum dripping out from the side of her lips before she licked it off with her fingers after she swallowed your cum empty in her mouth.

“Damn, Jeongyeon you are so daring, aren’t you?”

“Only for you, YN. I just can’t resist how hot my boyfriend is.” She said and licked your still hard cock clean.

“Same thoughts we’re sharing, then.” You kissed her on the cheek before pulling her closer towards you and switch position, now she’s the one laying on the bed.

“My turn, baby.” You removed her panties down from her legs before you spreaded it, taking your first look at her glistening pussy ready to be taken and had its virginity invaded with the cock owned by man it adores.

You buried your face deep through her slit, tracing it with the tip of your tongue. Jeongyeon sighed loudly at the pleasure it provides. You flicked her clit repeatedly, tensing her lower parts more.

“Mmhhmmm… f-fuck, baby yeah that’s it, make that talented mouth of yours show how can it to me~” Jeongyeon bit her lips and gasped at the feeling of your sweet suckle on the fat borders of her pussy. Your tongue then went back to work inside her walls, wiggling it and bumping it on each sides.

“Oh god i’m cumming, haaahh I’m cumming on that handsome face YN!”

Jeongyeon lived up to her words, squirting her love juices straight at your face, while you try to catch some of the fluids to drink by your mouth. Sweet and tangy for your impression, it still paid off to witness your girlfriend now lost in the sensation of sex, riding her orgasm off with eyes shut off.

You kneeled between her legs and dragged the tip of your cock again to her slit. “Are you ready babe?”

Jeongyeon nodded whilst feeling a bit nervous. “P-please, YN be gentle…”

“I will, baby. Just say if you need to adjust okay? I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

“Yeah, but don’t get me wrong YN. I really love to do this with you. I want this to finally happen.”

“Me too, Jeong. Now we all have the time in the world to fulfill our desires.” You said before giving her one last nod as you start pushing your length slowly inside her pussy. Jeongyeon shuts her eyes off and groans a bit at the pain.

“Babe, you okay?” You asked her with worry.

“Yeah, just give me a bit of time to adjust.” You nodded and waited for her signal to proceed. She did, and you started to move once again. Her groans and yelps trying to take your size more transformed into moans and whimpers of pleasure as you performed your fifth and more gentle thrusts at her.

“Goddamn, Jeongyeon you’re so tight!” You grunted and gritted your teeth at how perfectly it strokes your cock as it compressed your girth.

“And you’re so fucking big inside of me, baby. You’re almost touching my womb, I can feel it poking me!” She said as she spreaded her legs even wider.

You held her ankles as you tried to speed up your jams, sending Jeongyeon delighted at your attempted aggressiveness while in a missionary position. Letting her legs wrap around your body, your hands are then planted on her bouncing tits.

“Ugh ugh ugh aghmm… yeahhh hnnghh~” Jeongyeon lets out melodies of delight out of her mouth at the heavenly pleasure of your cock banging her tight pussy.

Your strokes went slow as you tried to tease her next, making her whimpers louder. As you felt that curling feeling again, you laid your body on top of Jeongyeon and kissed her once again, your tongues dancing along to the rhythm of your movements.

You were now fucking her at such a rough pace, your balls slapping the bottom of her ass, sending her rocking crazily on the bed. Her breasts are now squished within your pecs.

“O-ohhh fuck yes there! You’re hitting the spot oh so deep, baby…”

“Jeongyeon, shit… I’m about to release it!”

“Do it outside! I can’t get pregnant yet!”

You take out your cock. As an alternative way to make your cock feel like its still ravaging her pussy, you lift up her legs and pressed them together. Inserting your cock between her juicy thighs, you continued your pace and your length sliding through the surface of her cunt made Jeongyeon feel the satisfying effect of it too.

“Shit, I’m cumming again Jeong!”

“Give it to me!”

On one last push, you blow your second load, splattering around her torso, mostly at her breasts, lips, and stomach. You gave off a few strokes in her thighs before you let go, laying down beside her on the bed.

Jeongyeon scooped your cum on her body as much as she could catch and swallowed it once again with pure will. She hummed in delight at its delicious salty taste. You and she stared at each other, exchanging both amazed and hilarious chuckles.

“I can’t believe we just did that.”

“Yeah, me too. You were really serious about getting this moment happen.” Jeongyeon laughed at your joke.

“Thank you for being my first time, YN.”

“I’m much grateful as you are, Jeong. To have it with such an amazing woman like you, especially, the only one that my heart prefers.”

You kissed her again before Jeongyeon starts to sit up. “I have to clean myself. You really did made a mess out of me, huh.” She teased you as she points at your cum dripping on her tits.

“That’s what you to do me for being so hot.”

Jeongyeon rolled her eyes and playfully pushed you to the side. She offers her hand at you. “Come on, join me to the bathroom and get clean up.”

Well for that initiative, you have no intention to decline, especially when its an another opportunity to appreciate your bodies further. Stepping into the shower, you and Jeongyeon shared some more affectionate touches under the running water flowing down to your bodies, the lust and love you have devoted to your lives have became uncontrollable to resist.

During the bath, you and Jeongyeon helped yourselves clean up, rubbing your bodies with some sneaky squeezes at the intimate parts until it became sexual again.

You cupped and massaged Jeongyeon’s breasts from behind with soapy hands while Jeongyeon knelt on your knees and gave you another round of blowjob before ending the shower and getting dressed back up. You and Jeongyeon then slept together on the bed to end your special day.

That was the last time you saw Jeongyeon at her full and sincere energy. Another week has passed since you suddenly noticed that something was wrong with Jeongyeon after you observed that she often complains about her neck and back aching a lot, even at some minimal movements.

Being a concerned boyfriend, you tried to investigate her workplace through her co-members, and you learned from them that they also noticed Jeongyeon enduring that pain. What’s surprising was that it was already happening since their preparation for More and More, and it just got more serious now that they were preparing for their next comeback.

Later that night, while she was using her phone, you decided to break the silence by confronting her about it. “Jeong. Can I ask you something? ”

“What is it?” She sounded dull.

“Is your neck giving you a hard time?”

Jeongyeon’s fingers stopped from scrolling through her phone as she got surprised at your question regarding her condition.

“H-how can you say so?”

“Jeong, I’m not blind, and I mean it when I often tell you day by day that I care for you.” You answered. “How would you think I wouldn’t noticed about it? I look at you, checking up on you time to time and then I often caught you wincing like you’re in pain. It bothered me and I decided to ask from your members if-”

Your words were cut off when you heard Jeongyeon sob. You rushed beside her and hold her hands. “Jeongyeon, why?”

“I-It hurts, YN…” she said between her sniffs, placing her face on your shoulder. It broke your heart to hear her poor voice clearly in pain.

“Why were you not telling us about it? The girls even said you were holding it in since your preparations for More and More. Was that true?”

“Y-yes…”

“Good grief, that long?” You were astounded at her revelation. “Why did you keep it as a secret? You could’ve told us about it.”

“Because I don’t want to miss the promotions, okay! ”Jeongyeon’s voice rose, making you flinch. “I don’t want to disappoint the fans, and I didn’t want to stop because I don’t want to put all my efforts and hard work I poured into this all to waste.” Her cries begin to get louder.

You remained silent as you let her express the thoughts disturbing her. “These days, I feel like I haven’t been receiving much recognition for what I’ve been doing just to entertain ONCEs, to the point that I don’t even know if some are just too hard to please or if there’s really something wrong with me. But to include that possibility, then that means I have to do something about it in case it’s like that too.

So I practiced hard and cooperated with the staff and my members to the best I could, because I want to avoid myself getting seen as someone who's just not enough for the group.” You helped Jeongyeon wipe her tears off her eyes. “And now, it frustrates me that my stupid neck won’t want to get along with what I am trying to achieve, but I’m trying not to let it get in my way, even if it’s hurting me really bad every day.”

You sighed and rubbed Jeongyeon’s shoulder to comfort the weeping woman. “Jeong, if that’s what your perception is about what the other fans hold their opinion about you, then they are not real fans as what they claim themselves to be. You can’t force yourself to be the best because you’re already at your best at what you do. And do you know one of the indications why I am saying that? And that is because you have us who love and support you, along with those real fans that you entertain with your charms and talent.

So don’t get brought on with their negative comments or impressions about you, because it doesn’t matter as long as you are not stepping on other person’s reputation. You are doing a great job, Jeongyeon. Please, don’t stress yourself now okay?”

Jeongyeon continued to cry again after hearing your words. You resumed your comfort before voicing out your request.

“We have to get you look by the doctors tomorrow, okay?”

Sadly, it was found out from the results of the x-ray that Jeongyeon is suffering from a herniated disc on the back of her neck. The company then learned about it and advised Jeongyeon to stop attending practices for now, as one of the priorities of JYP Entertainment is their idol’s health.

They were unsure at first if Jeongyeon would make it until the promotions for ICSM, but unfortunately, it was confirmed that Jeongyeon wouldn't be able to participate when they went for a check-up again with the psychologists on Jeongyeon, and this time, it showed that she is much more likely suffering from an anxiety disorder due to the effect of her herniated disc.

Since her hiatus requires her to stay at home for now to began her recovery, you then saw how Jeongyeon was badly dealing about it as she became even more down everyday not being able to join the girls on the promotions.

As usual, you have to do your role as a boyfriend by promising that you'll be there on her side always to help and console Jeongyeon.

And you were exerting everything to provide what Jeongyeon urgently needs right now. Thankfully, she is easy to instruct because she listens responsibly, like when it comes to taking her medications on time and trying to find some ways to distract herself while resting through some of her favorite hobbies at home: playing Legos with her dogs, cooking, and others.

However, occasionally the one thing she can’t avoid is her guilt and worry about her group being incomplete, and the fans missing her are killing her inside. She still holds herself responsible for the unfortunate circumstances that her group has to overcome because of her situation.

It was evident from you that there’s something that disturbs her inside. Her mood swiftly changes when she feels like the flow of the good mood you have been sharing with her has run out. It became one of your challenges for her that you must keep the ball rolling whenever you’re spending time with Jeongyeon.

Just like what she does for you, she was also following the doctor's advice that she must not tire herself too much from other heavy activities, restricting her more from going outdoors and performing some of her heavy interests like doing workouts, mountain climbing, etc.

The unavailability of those had made Jeongyeon change plans during the course of her break; thus, she decided to find a solution to relieve her stress through some freak cleaning and frequent eating to satisfy and recharge her energy.

With the combination of medications and the amount of food she daily intakes, you can observe the difference that her anxiety and injury have brought to your girlfriend. Jeongyeon began to gain weight while her mood remained unbothered.

On the first week of January, Jeongyeon's mental health slightly improved thanks to your proposal to celebrate Christmas and New Year with you and her family.

She then made a request and the company tested if she is able to go back now on stage by granting her to participate in promoting with the members, and since they have an upcoming schedule to perform their recent comeback in an award show that will have no crowd in attendance due to pandemic protocols, that opened an opportunity for Jeongyeon to join her members at least once.

Hugely accepting the offer, the members were emotionally happy for Jeongyeon, brought by longing and their support for the recovering woman.

“Unnie, I missed seeing you around!” Chaeyoung said as she ran through Jeongyeon and hugged her quick.

“You look like you’re getting better, unnie. How are you doing these days?” Dahyun asked her.

“Doing well. Thanks to YN.” Jeongyeon smiled shyly.

“Ahh, you’re so lucky that you have such a caring boyfriend like oppa.” Sana said as she pouted while letting out cute noises.

Jeongyeon then noticed that Tzuyu was just smiling at watching her co-members reconciling with her. She probably guessed that Tzuyu is embarassed to check up on her personally while being surrounded with her unnies, as she knew her unnies usually teases their savage maknae to be such a cute softie baby instead.

“Tzuyu-yah.” Jeongyeon called her, snapping her senses back as she startled.

“Won’t you say hi to unnie? I’m sad, my Tzutzu doesn’t want to have me-”

Tzuyu’s eyes largened and her expression changed into fear. “Ehh!” She shook her head and dashed at Jeongyeon, not giving a damn anymore to her playful unnies but in her surprise, the girls just clapped and awwed at them. Tzuyu got slightly shy that her thoughts were wrong and the girls were waiting for her instead to make a move.

“Sorry, unnie. I just don’t know what to say, but it’s really great to see you again with us.” Tzuyu said. Jeongyeon understood her immediately. She knows that Tzuyu wasn’t that vocal on advices and sharing sympathy when in comes on consoling someone. She rather speaks louder using her affectionate actions.

“I missed you too, Tzuyu.” And the youngest member delighted at her words.

“We really didn’t expect that you’re gonna do this, Jeong.” Nayeon said, referring to the offer. “We’ve heard that you’re keeping progress on your health and we’re not forcing you to do this, okay?”

“I know, but I had this urge in me that I wanted to give it a try. I don’t know what it is, but I couldn’t stand seeing us incomplete and not the same OT9 that the fans adore much. I don’t want them to experience again what happened when Mina took a break before.” Jeongyeon said and looked at Mina who weakly smiled and nodded understandably at her.

“So don’t mind me with this, what matters is that we can give the fans what they want before we release another album again.” Jeongyeon motivated her members.

“You’re so brave, unnie. Thank you for doing the same thing what I always wanted for ONCEs.” Mina said to Jeongyeon, remembering the time she wanted to make a surprise appearance to see ONCEs in personal while being on a hiatus also during Feel special era.

“I guess it makes us the same too, huh.” Jeongyeon smirked and Mina grinned while nodding.

“Alright, we’ll be there for you, unnie. As a leader, I must do my responsibility to guide my members for safety, and if you have any instances that you feel nervous, just hold my hand during the show okay? I’ll stand by your side like I’ll always do.” Jihyo stared at Jeongyeon who started to blink her eyes rapidly and bend her head away.

“Agh Park Jihyo even you? Why are you guys being like this, I don’t want to cry!” Jeongyeon whined. The girls laughed and they locked their beloved sister in a group hug. Meanwhile, you just returned from claiming your orders at the delivery guy waiting on the outside of the building.

You stopped at the door of the dance practice room and smiled as you watch the wholesome sight of the group, not wanting to interrupt their moment.

The event has occured, and Jeongyeon’s surprise appearance definitely shocked the fandom to the core. Her return became even better when they also won an award too. While she is watching their performance, her curiousity led her to peek at the comments and they were all positive coming from the heartfelt fans.

Although, the ocean of positivity has met its shore when Jeongyeon landed next to the Naver site, she saw some articles about her return that wasn’t actually favorable from some netizens.

They have noticed that Jeongyeon's endurance and stamina decreased compared for before, reasoning it out due to her sudden change of figure, making Jeongyeon hurt and offended by some rude comments about them.

She shut her device right away and revisit what happened to her during the event. She knows also to herself that she’s not 100% but she gave her best because what’s important to her is to entertain the fans again like she loves to do.

She tried to forget it and acted like nothing happened when you returned to the living room to spend the night away resting with her.

She then accepted to return back from hiatus by joining her members promote Alcohol-Free. It only lasted short though when it was spotted that there are claims that she’s hurting herself from the way how she’s exhausting heavily while performing, giving the netizens a mixed reaction again based from her condition.

Her secret didn’t last long also when you caught her viewing the sites related to what happened earlier. You snatched the tablet and turned it off to spare Jeongyeon from what she have seen.

“This is why I told you to stay away from engaging in social media apps too long, Jeong.” You said to her. “It won’t do no good to yourself.”

“I didn’t even meant to see them, but I knew already that I’ll be receiving complains like I used to.” Jeongyeon said while she’s laying sideways, away from you.

“Jeong, just don’t get brought up by their useless pathetic comments. They just can’t appreciate people’s hardwork, that’s why.”

“That’s it. You said it yourself. How can they appreciate what I’m doing if maybe… my hardwork wasn’t enough yet.” Jeongyeon said before you noticed that she slept after while you are advicing her not to think like that.

You sighed and joined her to the bed, cuddling her into comfort.

She wasn’t lying when she said those words to you last time. It drove her to grind for improving herself on practicing their Japanese track Perfect World to prove herself, only to cost her getting affected too much by the comments she saw that not only lifted up her motivation to excel but caused her emotional state to be depressed, halting the progress rather.

Her condition got worse, with the doctors and the company putting her back for a short hiatus again, which caused her to miss the dance practices for The Feels. It was like something inside had snapped. Her behavior and mood also changed drastically for you; your kind words of assistance weren't working enough anymore to convince her that she’s going to be okay again.

Through the first two weeks of her hiatus, you can see from Jeongyeon that she’s acting differently whenever you try to interact with her. While yours were gentle and kind, hers was rather the contrast of how you treat her.

She would just answer you with a blank face, minimal words, and a and a robotic and bland tone that would lose your enthusiasm to talk with her.

Sometimes you would just catch her staring into the unknown, and as much as you wanted to come up to her, you knew she'd silently request that you leave her alone.

This is not the Yoo Jeongyeon you knew and loved. It’s not right anymore, you thought to yourself. You know you have to do something to end this because this ain’t something she is incapable to do, both for her personal well-being and for the people around her who're impacted by it.

This urge has pushed you to confront Jeongyeon regarding her unusual antics, unintentionally leading both into an altercation.

Not because of what you said, but from what you have just heard from her when surprisingly, she was the one who initiated to break the silence during your dinner with her.

“By the way, I’m packing my things tomorrow, YN.” Jeongyeon said, taking one of her last scoops on her food.

“Packing your t-things?” You stopped moving your spoon through the plate. “Why, where you going?”

“Back to my parent’s house.” She blandly replied.

“Oh. We better sleep right after this then. Let me escort you tom-”

“Not needed.” She simply rejected. Your brows started to meet.

“Jeong, you know it’s not safe for you to go outside on your own. You’re still not well, the fans and media can just-”

“It’s not your problem anymore.” Jeongyeon’s hands gripped tightly on the table. Your stare went deeper at your girlfriend.

“Not my concern? Jeong, I’m your boyfriend.” You huffed. “Come on, what exactly is wrong with you? W-why these days… I feel like you’re trying hard to… push me away. Was there a problem? Don’t you need my assistance anymore?” You made a direct approach. It has became impatient and insufferable already for you to hold these thoughts that’s bothering you everyday.

“Or was it still the same?” You sighed heavily and scratched your forehead.

“It’s not.” Jeongyeon muttered. You were barely able to catch what she said.

“Say again?”

To your astonishment, Jeongyeon looked up and gave you the same intense stare, but her aura was different from yours. Gazing into her eyes, you had the impression that you were witnessing her most vulnerable state of being tonight as she attempted to disfigure herself with this act of hostility and coldness.

“I want to break up with you.”

Your body froze, looking at her in fright, heart and mind rambling and constricting at the same time just absorbing that sentence you thought you will never going to hear from her forever.

“W-what…?”

“We’re d-done.” She said to you and twitched her head away to avoid staring at you. “You don’t have to look up for me, I’m giving you freedom now to do whatever you want to do.”

She stands up and was about to enter her bedroom when you stood up and hit the table hard. “You can’t be serious, Jeong! Just like that?”

Jeongyeon stopped on her steps, her back facing you. “After everything I’ve done? Jeong, I’m not stupid. This isn’t the best of you, we both damn know you never want to say that.”

“I mean it, YN! Was I not obvious enough why I don’t need you now? What else you want me for you to understand!” She yelled as she turned around to look at you. You just stood there and stared at her bursting out her frustation at you.

For the first time, your eyes dwelled with tears made by the anguish in your chest after receiving those words of despise coming from someone you love the most out of anyone that you never know would express herself that she will end up hating you.

“Jeong…” You called her breathily. She was dumbstrucked seeing you emotional because of what she did. “W-what happened to us?”

She remained silent observing your stability shatter into pieces. “I’m not gonna be fooled by your acts, Jeong. You’re just saying that because you’re tired… but you don’t meant with all your heart because I know right there, I’m the one you will always love to be with.”

You slowly walked across her and Jeongyeon lowered her head to avoid gazing at your broken state closer. “You can’t just leave me with “why?”. How about me, huh? I do get tired, trying to fix you, but did you hear me wanting to break up with you?”

You raised your chin and made her look at you. “No. I didn’t stopped, I NEVER stopped, because I can’t abandon you. I can’t bear seeing you helpless because of the same thing. I love you, Jeongyeon and that… is what I mean a lot.

Don’t let me go, please. That’s all I’m asking for.” You cried as you held her hands and hold it tight. “Just tell me what’s the problem, and I’ll carry it too. We have to solve this together, I can’t let it cost you. You’re the only one I have left.”

Jeongyeon couldn’t control her own tears as she got defeated easily by your pleads of sorrow, demonstrating your unwavering and loyalty of your unbreakable love for her.

She felt pity immediately thinking about you losing her, and knowing that she has became very important aspect of your life, it’s cruel for her to apply a worse circumstance on other people than her own suffering.

Jeongyeon raised your hands together and gave yours a deep kiss. She laid her head on your chest and sobbed heavily in your arms. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to hurt you too.”

You hugged her closer to you and keep yourselves soothed in your warmth creating by this burning affection you share for one another. “It’s fine. I know everything must be so hard for you, but please don’t ever consider removing me or others who are willing to stay by your side and guide you to recovery.”

“It’s not that I don’t want others who care for me, it’s just that… I’m just scared, that I might just hurt and displease you because of how I’ve changed.” Jeongyeon began to explain while you wipe your tears in her face.

“That made me began to hate myself these days. I feel like I’ve losing my worth into people lives and rather becoming a burden. And I’ve tried to distance myself from you because I thought… I might just making you suffer too much to take care of me, and i feel like I’m unattractive to be paired with you. You deserve better, so I made a plan to slowly make you quit.”

She said before she broke down again brought by guilt and regret. You continued to ease her emotions off, patting her head and caressing her back.

“Jeongyeon… everything that you said, that’s not happening at all.” You gave a feedback. “You may have confessed that people might probably dislike you for how you look now compared from the previous that they’ve grown accustomed to recognize you… but I’m not.

Jeongyeon, you don’t know the level of fear I’ve got when I heard you breaking up with me. Let’s say, one of those is because you think you’re not pretty as before in my eyes anymore that concerned you. But no…”

You traced her visuals with your fingertips, Jeongyeon felt chills as she stared at your eyes encapsulating primal desire as she felt her face being admired by the man she adore.

“How about I do something… to prove I’m not letting go easy, and to make you know how you will always be the epitome of my ideal woman in my eyes.”

You catched the back of her head and pushed her into yours, colliding your lips together. You walked and guided her through the bedroom, shutting the door with your feet before you continued engaging into a wild kiss with Jeongyeon.

You removed your T-shirt and pants, sparing your boxers as the only piece of garment left worn. Jeongyeon sought that as a signal to get rid of her own clothing too, but you hold her hands to prevent her from doing.

“Don’t. All you have to do is watch and submit. Because tonight… is all about you, my love.” You kissed her again before rotating the blushing Jeongyeon, facing her through your full body mirror.

“Look at you, such a masterpiece.” You whispered in her ear as Jeongyeon watched you stroking her hair from behind. Your hands went lower, sliding it across the sides of her figure. “Shall I start doing a breakdown of what I observe that makes you understand… how special you are?”

Jeongyeon just nodded, very flushed at your sudden change of demeanor. You may have caught her response, but that wasn’t enough for her. “Cmon, baby. Don’t be shy, use that pretty voice of yours. Make me hear it.”

You whispered to her ear while you wrapped her waists and pushed her closer to you. Jeongyeon whimpered as she felt her ass bump into your boner. “Yes p-please… let me know.”

“Good. Let’s start with your face, babe.” You squished her plump cheeks and gave it both kisses, making Jeongyeon’s blush intensely. “Back from the time I’ve saw you in my clinic, the first thing my mind commented was how exceptionally beautiful you are, Jeongyeon.”

“Sure, there may be other women around there who are also beautiful but… yours is just… unique. And I don’t lie when you’re the one I still wanted even after all this time, because my heart only prefers the beauty you possess.”

Jeongyeon smiled at your endearing compliment. You kissed her on the temple before moving on. Your sight was on her neck, massaging and sniffing on her scent. “These smooth, milky neck and shoulders that you always expose from me. That’s why I love laying my head or burying my face onto your skin, makes it better whenever I miss having your touch on me.”

You peeked to see Jeongyeon shutting her eyes and savoring your touch. “Don’t close your eyes too long, baby. I want you to see everything.” She complied, and then she realized that you’re starting to lift her shirt up, holding the hem.

You smirked as you teasingly slowed down your hands beginning to cover her cups before you planted them suddenly, yelping Jeongyeon. You kneaded her boobs gently through the bra. “So soft. Whenever I catch you changing up and get to see you in your favorite set of lingeries, not gonna lie, it makes you so hot, Jeongyeon… especially today.”

“These nice tits, so flawless and pearly, contrasting to the color of your enticing black bra.” Jeongyeon heard you groan while groping her boobs, turning her on.

“But ofcourse, nothing gets better when I see them uncovered, for my eyes only. .” You sensed the clip on her front and unclicked it, exposing her packed set of breasts laying neatly on top of her ribcage. “Goddamn, they’re so perfect.”

You resumed to knead them again, making sure that you give them equal attention. Jeongyeon starts to gasp and whine as your fingers twists and pull her nipples. “You say your body gets ugly, but it just became better for me Jeong. Look at your tits, they’ve became bigger… perkier… and heavier.” You said while playing at them, jiggling them in your palm.

“Makes me wonder, if I put a baby on you today and make your pregnant, wouldn’t these get even more bigger. And God… getting these huge jugs filled with milk, I’m afraid our baby won’t be getting everything of it, because daddy have to share instead, I may even couldn’t control and won’t spare a drop.” You whispered seductively as your hands circling her tits intensified, now matching it with your crotch humping the outline of her ass.

“Please… fuck YN I’m about to lose it, hurry…” Jeongyeon said as she felt her panties getting soaked now by her juices.

You understood what she meant, your hand went to her bottom. “Oh goodness, you’re really soaked down there. Couldn’t wait to fuck you, huh?”

“Y-yes…”

“But hold it a bit longer, we’re not through yet, baby.” You chuckled devilishly. Jeongyeon whined as you left her crotch and slowly kneeled beside her, your hands went attention now to her tummy that gained some fat due to the effects of her medication.

“You call this ugly but I take it to be cute, instead. I can’t wait to lay my head on these fluffy tummy of yours whenever I’m bored, baby.” You said as you pinched her belly and wiggled it. “Those bodyshamers who will dare to berate you will definitely feel my wrath, Jeong. Nobody can insult you.”

Your fingertips then reached the waistband of her jogging pants. “Ah yes, we’re getting closer to the main event.” Jeongyeon continues to watch you work on her lower part, pulling down her pants. She stepped out from it and there she is, all left with nothing but her matching white panties.

“There’s another thing why I love your body even more, Jeong… is through these.” You ran your hands, inspecting her long legs and giving her thighs some squeeze, eliciting an ‘ahh’ from Jeongyeon. “You have gotten way even thicker this time, Jeongyeon. I think I’ll get addicted burying my face and willingly die onto these meaty, juicy thighs compressing my head.”

“T-that’s harsh. I-I still want to keep you.”

“Course you do, nobody can appreciate you better than I do.” Jeongyeon looked at you and blushed.

She watched you again at the mirror, caressing the length of her legs before you playfully bumped your finger at her core, letting out a lewd sound from her. “Y-YN!”

“And lastly, this.” You repeated it again, making Jeongyeon close her legs for a while before you removed her panties, and Jeongyeon is now fully naked in front of the mirror.

You kneeled again, rubbing your face on her ass and burying it between her crack, sniffing on it. “Y-YN… it’s d-dirty down there!”

“I don’t care, but you still smell so intoxicating, Jeong.” You gave a kiss on each of her cheeks before spanking her.

“Ahh!”

“Do you love me smacking these fruity butt you got, Jeongyeon?”

“Y-yes…”

You slapped it again. “God you’re so perfect. Sculptured and blessed by the gods with a perfect combination of huge tits and firm ass. Thank heavens for making me the luckiest guy in the world, thinking that I can have this all by myself.” You whistled. “And you think I would have the guts to find another woman when I already have mine as the best.”

Jeongyeon’s heart is blooming at your continous praises for her body and beauty, effectively boosting her confidence.

“Spread those legs, baby. Let me see that dripping cunt of yours.” She followed you, and there she showed her pussy tainted with her pre-cum.

You traced it and catched some of her fluid, sending chills again on her body as she felt her folds scratched by your fingertips. Your way of licking her juices off your hand just makes Jeongyeon’s arousal even higher.

You cupped her pussy and inserted two of your fingers inside her, pushing and pulling it to trigger her walls. She started to hold on to you to maintain balance. “Ahhh mhhmm…”

“Say, Jeongyeon. You’re just begging to be fucked now, aren’t you?”

“Y-yes…”

“Louder, say it clear.”

“PLEASE FUCK ME YN, I can’t take it anymore…”

You speed up the face of fingering her cunt. “More. Give me more.”

Jeongyeon bit her lips and gasped at the feeling of her pussy being invaded by your slender fingers. “Ah I-I’m coming…”

“You do? Release it first. Don’t be shy squirting in front of your loving boyfriend.”

With few more rams, Jeongyeon sprayed her juices on the floor and onto your hand and feet. You felt Jeongyeon heaving deeply, but you didn’t let her rest as she suddenly felt your cock grazing her wet pussy, realizing you have stepped out of your boxers already, making both of you now naked on the mirror.

“Do you want me to fill you up so bad and make you a mommy, Jeongyeon?”

“P-please, I don’t care. Just give em all to me.”

You catched her face and lean it closer to you, breaking character. “Control your hormones, babe. You can’t get pregnant yet, still have career to maintain right?” Jeongyeon got embarassed, realizing how horny you have turned her already. You chuckled. “But, I get you. Promise, I’ll give it to you in the future, I’ll give you as much cum as you want in any of your holes but first, I just know where to put it for now.”

You licked her jawline and nibbled at her earlobe before raising one of her leg and point your tip at her. Jeongyeon’s eyes widened before it transformed into arousal and delight that she’s about to get fucked by your enormous cock. “You’re gonna be loved tonight, Jeongyeon. All you have to do is watch me.”

You sink her into your length and Jeongyeon lets out her first moan as you begin to plunge into her slow in a one-legged standing position.

She wrapped her arms around your head and kissed you. Your other hands went on playing her tits as you continued fucking her.

Your pace increased, now creating smacking sounds resonating around the room. Jeongyeon watched herself getting bounced feverishly in your arms. Few deep pumps and she was shocked that you released and drop her to the floor, releasing your cum into her face and her upper chest.

Jeongyeon understood what you have meant, you did have found some alternative technique to atleast not let your cum turned to waste. She scooped some of it and have a taste before you leaned forward and presented your still stiff cock on her.

Jeongyeon didn’t hesitated to put your cock inside her warm mouth, giving your shaft some cleansing with her saliva. She gave you a usual impressive blowjob, she looked at the mirror to see your satisfied expression while patting her head like a good girl, motivating her to perform better.

Jeongyeon lifts your cock and went next to your hanging full balls. She sucked gently on each testicles, nibbling on your foreskin and rolling her tongue at its roundness.

Jeongyeon didn’t hesitate to put your cock inside her warm mouth, giving your shaft some cleansing with her saliva. She gave you your usual impressive blowjob, and she looked in the mirror to see your satisfied expression while patting her head like a good girl, motivating her to perform better.

Jeongyeon lifted your cock and went next to your hanging full balls. She sucked gently on each testicle, nibbling on your foreskin and rolling her tongue at its roundness.

Entering her asshole, you fucked her slow which made Jeongyeon moan and grit her teeth at how big you are inside of her. You also joined her moans and curses because of her tight she is, but the perfect grip that she has around your girth is what effectively makes her ass stroking your cock even more pleasurable.

You started to fuck her faster, her ass id now being pounded against your crotch. Maintaining your hold on her waist, you took a short time to let go one of your hand to give some few smacks on her asscheeks again.

“Do you like me fucking your precious peachy ass, baby?”

“Yes, fuck! You’re about to tear me apart with your big cock, YN!”

“You can take it, right? You must be going crazy right now feeling my cock fill up your tight ass.” You said as you continued to hammer her.

“Ugh yes, you can do whatever you want YN. Your cock is the only one I need fucking me.”

“I bet you do, because look at how compatible our bodies together. You’re so perfect around my cock, and I’ll be using it to please you whenever you want!” “Oh yes! Harder baby, pound me!”

You fucked her faster at full speed, testing your energy and Jeongyeon’s until you reached your climax, firing more seeds inside of her ass. As you released, Jeongyeon watched you smack your creamy dick in her cheeks before she felt that ticklish burst of your cum overflowing her hole.

Reaching for some tissue, you wipe off some of your cum before you pick up Jeongyeon and make her sit on your lap. To make sure she can still get a full view of the sexual interaction that both of you are engaging in, you positioned her as a reverse-seated cowgirl. Lifting her up, you slammed her, then back down on your cock, fucking her again into a nice slow introductory pace.

Jeongyeon just lustfully and gratefully watched you perform your intimacy stored solely for her, kissing her neck, playing with her huge breasts while caressing her tummy.

She was indeed feeling loved and honoured tocherish such an awesome man like you who is returning the same exact amount of how she wants to experience what love is supposed to be.

Her smile went wider and bigger as she has continued to cooperate and join with the flow of your intercourse with her. She is simply enjoying having her time alone with you tonight, appreciating your way of servicing her to overcome and forget her personal problems even for a moment.

On your observation, you sensed Jeongyeon beginning to add some movements of her own as you continue to penetrate her underneath. She was now grinding and rolling her hips to stimulate her walls and stroke your cock in other angles.

Her moans have gotten constant and repeated, lifting your hormones to encourage pleasuring her as much as you can provide for this wonderful woman sharing a bed with you tonight.

“You seemed like you’re liking this now, Jeong. I can feel you moving now on your own.”

“Yeah… fuck mhhmm you’re right. You never fail to get me hooked on with your big cock impaling me, baby. I can feel every inch of you filling me up so good. Don’t stop… ugh hngh~”

“Oh don’t worry, I still got a lot left in me, baby.”

You leaned back and laid on the bed, letting Jeongyeon now ride you on her own. Enjoying the view of Jeongyeon bouncing erratically on your lap, all you had to do is to gasp in amazement at how your girlfriend becomes even more skilled at sex when gets hornier.

“Fuck you’re so big, YN. I would love to have you invade me everyday.” Jeongyeon continues to praise how great your cock makes her feel. She twerked and rolled her hips more, eager to receive your load for her.

“Jeongyeon, I’m about to cum!”

She gets off from your lap and formed like a ball between your legs, she pumped your cock a few times before your seed aimed at her mouth and tongue, taking a taste of your addicting creamy load once again.

As she let go of your cock, she laid beside you to take a minute of rest. You still have enough stamina left. You repositioned Jeongyeon so that she could still be visible in the mirror. You turned her aside and slid underneath her body.

Now in a 69 position, you have an excellent view of her streaming wet pussy and her freshly fucked asshole gaping with your newly unloaded batch.

You gave each peck on the flesh of her vagina’s exterior before flicking and poking her clitoral area to stimulate her on the edge. The more you kept on teasing her, Jeongyeon was matching your game with her hums around your cock and repeated hollow sucks on your mushroom head.

Kneading her thighs and spanking her plump ass one more time, you lifted Jeongyeon a bit to signal her that you'd be moving again. She lay prone on her side, and you went behind her to insert your cock back in her pussy this time.

Fucking her again in a spooning form, Jeongyeon combs your head as she whimpers and refreshingly sighed at your mouth sucking her tits while you press her legs and fuck her pussy from behind. Your other hand was directing her boobs on your face to add more stimulation on her intimate part.

You paused to fuck her pussy when you come up of an idea that interests you. Jeongyeon suddenly felt the warmth of your shaft between her thighs, and just as she discovered, you have now ejaculating yourself between them.

You grabbed her hand and placed it in front of your tip. Moving your hips as your stomach begins to curl up for a familiar climax, you released your sperm with most of it landing onto her palm.

Jeongyeon made a show by staring at you as she licked your sperm through her hand, turning you on at her sexy and sensual gesture. Her mischievous smirk inspired you to get up from your knees and straddle her torso.

Squeezing and fondling her huge tits for a short foreplay, you grabbed your cock and sandwiched it to her succulent bosoms. Performing a titfuck while she’s under you, Jeongyeon tries to catch your head with her tongue to please you further. Thankfully, with your massive length and width, she was able to grab a taste of your irresistible meat.

Now giving a rough pounding on her abused tits, you didn’t give a damn anymore if you’re getting aggressive. You ain’t stupid to catch her needy look looking up at you, challenging you to give everything you have because she’ll fall for it more.

Couple more strokes and you mounted her face by pushing your cock deep in her, depositing your load that flooded her inside.

Jeongyeon swallowed again, ensuring that none would be left wasted as a way of replacement for not being able to have her pussy filled yet with your baby batter that would make her womb fertilized.

As you let Jeongyeon rest again for a while, you went your attention on her hypnotizing tits, sucking and gnawing at them like there’s no tomorrow. Having a glimpse of hee now watching you do your own thing, you sensed that she must be now back on track.

“Can you still keep up, baby? We can stop now if everything’s enough for you.” You said as you gently knead her breast.

“How about you?”

“Well I can still do more. You’re just so attractive tonight, Jeongyeon. How would I say this? Hmmm… oh yeah, I can’t stop me.” You winked at her before Jeongyeon wheezed and laughed.

“Witty.” She rolled her eyes at you and chuckled.

“That makes us even.”

“You’re so good tonight, you know. You make me wanna say more and more, because I’ve been craving to have this again with you.” She said as she patted your face.

“Wait, is that another reference again?” You squinted your eyes at the guilty and sheepish Jeongyeon acting like she didn’t got caught. You pinched her nose. “Ahhh!”

“You dork.”

“It hurts!” She pouted and touched her nose. “Just continue eating my tits, you pervert.”

You wheezed and shook your head as you played again with her breasts until you remembered something. “But seriously, I’m happy that I can make you laugh again.” Your eyes went tender for Jeongyeon as she just watched you become serious.

“This is what I just want to see from you. Being here as my girlfriend while I’m convinced that you’re doing fine. Your smile is one of the things that calms me down and keeps me going through the reality of life. You can’t blame me why its such a big deal for me to lose it, how more if I… lose you completely.” Your tears escaped again from your eyes and Jeongyeon wipes it off.

“I’m really sorry, YN. I became selfish not thinking that you’re struggling as me too. And to involve others with my worries and fears only to get their feelings hurt… especially you. I don’t think I should have a nerve to pity myself for what I’ve done.” Jeongyeon apologized.

You reached for her hand and lock it in your grasp. Laying beside her, you cuddled her and laid her head on your chest where your heart only beats for her. “I don’t care how many times I would be going to make this known for you, I still and will love you in just the way you are, Yoo Jeongyeon.

Your body figure doesn’t matter to me too much because the reason why I love you is because of how kind-hearted you are and I feel like I own you too much since the beginning.” You said to her.

Jeongyeon remembered that she was there for him in ups and down, to provide him that would require saving like for example: his pet clinic before. And now she also realises that you were doing the same for her. You also became the special person who will do anything to stay by her same most of the time, bringing her back to when they first met.

You didn't treated her as Jeongyeon from TWICE but simply as by herself, as a normal human and Korean citizen named Yoo Jeongyeon, like she always wanted to receive from anybody whether they may be part of the fandom or not.

“How fitted a woman’s body wasn’t my qualification to make you my girlfriend. Even if I marry you in the future, it’s not because I’m in love only because of the way you look, but because you fulfilled my dream and I devoted myself to give your soul and existence a meaning to my world.”

Jeongyeon kissed you directly through the lips and hugged you tightly. “I love you so much, YN.” That’s what all it took to show her utmost respect and value for your role.

As you and her go on for another heated kiss, you felt your cock being woken back up by her thighs poking your shaft.

Bumping into her folds, you spreaded it wide again as you inserted it back inside of her, fucking her passionately before you and her both go on into another multiple number of positions, basically them having sex around the house, shooting a gallon more of cum in her mouth and ass until you and her are too spent. You and her then slept together at dawn, with your dry flaccid cock still tucked into her snatch.

Because of that moment you shared with her, Jeongyeon slowly starts to recover from her anxiety, trying to be confident and love herself for her new figure and become not much bothered by the hate comments.

She then goes to hang out more often with her family, members and her boyfriend. It made her successfully return and fully participate for the upcoming comebacks like Talk That Talk, Set Me Free and One Spark while also attending endorsements and doing modeling again to spread body positivity and break Korean beauty standards.

And in April 2024, the media, the K-Pop community, and especially the fanbase of ONCEs across the world were surprised to learn about the announcement that Yoo Jeongyeon made.

You and her officially tied the knot at a chapel in Ulsan, and many acquaintances, friends, and relatives from each other attended to witness the grand wedding. The couple were very honored and grateful for their attendance. The event became the headline of numerous news stories and articles.

Both excused themselves and rented a hotel room to celebrate their marriage in private during the honeymoon trip. There, they fucked each other's brains for hours, granting your sworn words that you’ll be making her a mommy in the future by finally pouring everything you have in store through her fertile womb, which ultimately led to Jeongyeon giving birth and welcoming your first child into the family.

Now that Jeongyeon has accomplished all the dreams that she has shared with you to come true, the idol is proud and fully assured that their love is truly unconditional and that she claims you as the perfect man for her who will always accept, believe, and stand by her no matter what happens that might attempt to bring her down.

THE END

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anotherghoul666 · 2 years ago

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🤭 Do you have a favorite tag to use when posting your fics?

💔 Have any of your fics broken your heart? Bonus: what about someone else's? I'm always in the market for a fic that'll make me cry lol

✅ What's something that appears over and over again in your fics even if you don't mean for it to?

🤩 Who's your favorite character to write?

🧠 (for Rain please)

💞 Who's your comfort character?

🎶 (I know you don't listen to anything while writing, but I'm curious about a song you've had on loop :D)

Thank you so much Fruits!! :D :D I appreciate you taking the time to leave these!

🤭 Do you have a favorite tag to use when posting your fics? I tag what's in the fic as accurately as possible in terms of kinks, sex acts, story types, and potential triggers so people can avoid what they need to. I do like to tag something funny or descriptive to put a bit of personality in my fic's description, tags like "I'm still here to hurt Dew what can I say" or "Dewdrop thinks he's the dom. He's not." XD So potential readers can get a taste for what's inside and my sense of humor :)

💔 Have any of your fics broken your heart? Bonus: what about someone else's? I'm always in the market for a fic that'll make me cry lol Well the one angsty hurtful fic I wrote is Loosened Heart. It didn't break my heart so much as it was super cathartic to write. Like purging an abscess. If I think about it, in my life, I don't think I've ever written a piece that made me cry or broke my heart while I wrote it. I'd need some months of distance with a fic to be able to "live" it and get the emotions from it I intended for the reader to have. I need detachment and a pair of fresh eyes, not my author eyes. As far as a fic rec for something that made me cry, the first one that came to mind is Butterfly Garden by @youhaveahomeinmyheart. If you haven't read this one yet Fruits? Be ready with a box of tissues. I was in PAIN. It DESTROYED ME and I LOVED IT.

✅ What's something that appears over and over again in your fics even if you don't mean for it to? Power dynamics. Though I 100% mean for that to appear. It's the foundation of my work. Playing with power and exchanges and switches is my thing. My sense of humor apparently is a constant in every fic and it gets noticed xD I didn't think so many people were here for my sarcasm and silly jokes, but I'm happy to see it! Lore. Massive amounts of lore that are almost never a part of the outline, but my brain needs an explanation for smut to happen. I'm not one of those authors that can just open on sex or kink already started. I wish I could, I'd write a lot quicker with that skill XD But I guess I'm just too demisexual for that, my characters need *reasons* to play and/or fuck, and that means, for example, 4k words of lore before Aether and Ifrit get together in my current fic xD Is it necessary? Probably not. Do I have a ton of fun writing it? You bet! hahaha I also very much like to describe the first time characters do something. New experiences. Discoveries. Of a kink, of sensations, of themselves, of each other. Doesn't matter, but the element of discovery and experimentation is a common thing I like to write for. Surprise, mental processes, evaluations, "oh. Oh." moments. I love those a ton. If yall pick out shared elements in my writing, let me know! I'm interested to hear it!

🤩 Who's your favorite character to write? It's Dew. It's gotta be Dew. This feral gremlin. Riddled with issues and insecurities. The walking contradiction he is. The abrasive personality as a defense mechanism. The absolute sweetness and care under it all he wouldn't be caught dead showing explicitly. The yearning for attention, for being wanted, the yearning for pain and horrible horrible things to happen to him, the desperation. The impulsivity, the rejection sensitivity, the hypervigilence, the sheer ADHD I write this guy with (I project neurodivergence on some of my characters in various ways, I specifically code Dew with ADHD traits for my ND readers to pick up on). The bad decisions. The self destructive inclinations. The unbearable love he has for his pack and his Papa. The privilege he feels for being a part of this gang of weirdos he constantly torments. He is so layered. So nuanced. So much fun. He flows out of me like the clearest sparkling river from a mountaintop, he's so easy to write. Absolutely painless of a subject, so I may put him through pain as a reward. I adore him and I can't wait to get back to him honestly. Second fav is Swiss. He also flows and writes very easily.

🧠 Pick a character, and I’ll tell you my favorite headcanon for them (for Rain please) Rain is a fucking cryptid my guy, I'm still trying to figure him out even after having written him so much XD Rain very much Does Not Flow and it Not Easy to write. But, there are still a few headcanons I have solidly embedded in my version of our favorite water ghoul. Namely, similarly to how I just mentionned I project ADHD on Dew, I project my own autism on Rain a lot. Rain has hypersensitivity, he has sensory processing difficulties, but he is also a sensory seeker, just, with very specific senses. He is primarily a tactile sensory seeker, he stims on textures a lot. Because the texture is nice and it makes him feel good, or as a response to a stresser, to help him process his emotions and get out of the flood of anxiety, keep focused. He stims by running his fingers on his clothes, his sleeves, his environment, the furniture, his bass a whole lot, his hair, etc. Another key trait I project on him is, Rain learns by imitation. He mirrors people. He mirrors personalities, matches energies, his mask is a reflection of who is in front of him, until he feels safe and comfortable enough to unmask (which he'd mostly do around his pack, in private). He needs to see someone do a thing first to feel like it's normal enough of a thing to do, and then he can do it. He seeks permission to do or say or think things by seeking someone else who does the same. Even if he wants to do something, if he's the only one, he won't do it. He'll assume it's too weird. But if someone else does it first, he'll follow. Enthusiastically. Maybe over-enthusiastically sometimes. You see it on stage the most, when he follows Dew around and imitates his stomps for example, but when he's by himself he's calm and he won't move too much. He can't move by himself, what if he looks weird?; but if Dew's headbagning like a mad man, he can headbang too. Permission seeker. He's the same when he speaks. He'll keep his sentences short and to the point, unless someone asks him a question, opens a door, or otherwise gives him space. He'll then info dump and/or overshare like there's no tomorrow. Because he doesn't know when someone's gonna let him talk next. So he has to get the flood out now.

💞 Who's your comfort character? The entirety of current era Ghost dude. They all bring such a sense of safety and joy to me. I couldn't name just one.

🎶 (I know you don't listen to anything while writing, but I'm curious about a song you've had on loop :D) Just, overall? OK, well, Imma take the space to talk about music for a bit. 1) The Death of Peace Of Mind album by Bad Omens has been on repeat in my ears for about 10 days now. Stellar album from start to finish. It's a damn shame I got on the Bad Omens train on January 1st 2023 cause if I'd listened to that album like, a week before, it would have been on my top albums of 2022 list. Easily in the top 5. Excellent album. Every single song is like it's out of a different genre. These guys are flawless at every music genre they touch. Classic metalcore, heavy deathcore, vibe songs, ambient, synthwave, emo early 2000s music, industrial, goth, trap. It's Atreyu meets Linkin Park meets Bullet for my Valentine meets Post Malone meets The Weeknd meets Whitechapel meets Nine Inch Nails meets Rob Zombie, The Album. You name it, they can do it. And the album as a whole still manages to be coherent and have a throughline??! Masterminds I say. Bucketlist band to see live in 2023. I need it. 2) SLEEP TOKEN. DUDEE. DUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE. SLEEP FUCKING TOKEN. I slept (haha, get it) on these guys and I hate myself for just finding them now. And by now I mean today. This morning. I heard they released two new tracks last week back to back and they've been making waves in the metal world, so I checked them out. I. FELL IN LOVE. SO FAST. I'm actually still kinda reeling from how obsessed I am with these two songs. Chokehold if you're into less of a heavy vibe, The Summoning for the heavier track. Yo. Fucking. THE LAST MINUTE AND A HALF OF THE SUMMONING. I want to fuck this song. This is some of the absolute sexiest metal I've ever heard. I want to eat these songs, I want to comsume them, I want to melt into them, I want them to enter my molecules and become a part of the biologic material that is my body. I cannot wait for this album to come out. If the rest of it sounds anything like these two songs, I might call album of the year right there.

#asks #Fruits you hit it out of the park with the interesting questions so this is HUGE XD

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mypimpademia · 4 years ago

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Since we don’t know what Miruko’s agency is like, I’d love to request hc’s of Hawks, Aizawa, Bakugo, and Mirio going there only to see it’s full of gorgeous black women of all shades, hair textures, and varying quirks. Of course they meet and fall for Y/N, who’s Miruko’s assistant (but a room full of black women is heavenly asf). I think their reactions would be hilarious since they’re visiting due to hero work stuff but they’re distracted by all the queens around them.

Keigo (hawks) x black!fem!reader, Aizawa x black!fem!reader, Bakugo x black!fem!reader, Mirio x black!fem!reader

TW: Swearing

Note: I love love LOVE this, and I hope you like these bc I had sm fun writing this

For obvious reasons, on Bakugo and Mirios parts you're her assistant but you're still a student (assistant in training?) And you're there for your internship. You also go to shiketsu!

Also, you said black women so I just assumed fem reader but if you want gender neutral please tell me and I'll fix it!

KEIGO.

This man wouldn't know how to act

Of course he's gonna be respectful because he'd hate to make any of these beautiful women feel even a little disrespected

But he is most certainly doing double takes👀

Keigo is in awe of the diversity

Gorgeous dark-skinned women, brown skinned women, 3a to 4c hair, women with vitiligo, albino women, plus sized women, and even more!

And they all look like fucking models

He feels like hes in heaven, and if he is, he's beyond pleased with life after death

But he swears hes seen a goddess when Miruko introduces you

"This is my assistant, Y/n, she's been working with me for awhile..."

Keigos attention span pretty much dissolved when you waved and smiled at him and he stopped listening to Miruko

You follow him and Miruko around, and help Miruko further explain whatever it is that he's there for

And he honestly forgets he's supposed to be fucking working

Probably flirts with you a little bit too

Miruko probably gives him an 'Alright hawks... I see you.' Loook

By the end of it, Keigo didn't listen to a damn word anyone but you said and most definitely didn't get the work he was supposed to do done <3

But he did get your number, and that's all he cares about

AIZAWA.

Walking into that agency damn near broke him

Hes lookin around lost as fuck because he thinks he just died and went to heaven

There's no way all these beautiful ass women could just be all in one place and on earth

And lord have mercy when he saw you he said "God is a woman"

Dare I say he blushed???

Miruko had something to take care of, so she had you show him around a little, since that was pretty much all he was there for

This man could listen to you just speak for hours

And since you're alone together he takes his time to look at you

Your hair (no matter how short), your face, and most definitely the way you basically glow when you guys pass by a window (Miruko probably has a lot of windows at her agency for that exact reason)

By the time you finish showing him around, this man is all about you

"You guys already done with the tour? I hope Y/n treated you good."

This man was still in a daze and could only nod

Shouta didn't ask for your number, but he did look forward to seeing you during meetings and any other time he'd have to come to Mirukos agency

BAKUGO.

His parents are fashion designers, so he's seen all types of women and people of all colors

But why the fuck ain't he ever seen none of these women in magazines?!?!??

Literal models. Every single one.

And when he saw you??? He's never been so stuck in his life.

He turned red in an instant, and was completely frozen in place

"This is my assistant Y/n, she's the same age as you and she's here for an internship as well. You'll be working together most of the time– and from the looks of it you won't have an issue with that."

Miruko definitely peeps the way he acts around

And you both do that stare that black people give each other when they both feelin the same thing

Bakugo is stubborn though, and he acts like he doesn't care about you

But fails miserably

This boy is down expeditiously, and he knows it and so do you

Always looking at you, getting blushy around you, and very obviously trying to find ways to be around you

You usually smile if you catch him taking small glances at you, and it makes him flush pink 100% of the time

And just to mess with him, when he blushes you ask if he's okay or what's wrong

He usually ignores you because he knows you're doing it on purpose so why the fuck you askin, you KNOW whats wrong

He walks you home at the end of the day, and eventually he (forcefully) gives you his number

You're honestly the best part of his week when it comes to doing internships

But will he tell you that? Absolutely not <3

MIRIO.

He walks in and the smile on his face is wider than usual

Mirio loves black women more than anything, don't @ me.

All shades, shapes, and sizes

So seeing all the variety in there just made him start chessin

Even their quirks have variety!

Fire, electricity, light, air, and even hair quirks

He complimented all of the women that walked by him

"Hi! You look gorgeous!"

"Hello, I love you hair!"

But when he saw you he could not hold back

"This is my assistant Y/n, she's here on an internship just like you, you'll be working together pretty much all the time."

"Hey there Y/n, nice to meet you! I already know you're gonna be a ray of sunshine!"

Yeah, he ain't even try to hide that he fell for you on the spot

Cracks jokes all the time just to hear you laugh

Purposely tripped over his own feet in front of you once just to say:

"Oops, guess I'm falling for ya!"

Mirios jokes are always corny, but he's so precious that you can't help but laugh

Sometimes, he gets distracted when he's looking at you, and triggers his quirk without realizing

Ends up naked and halfway through the floor

"Mirio... you set off your quirk again."

He laughs it off but you're like 'Sir this is the third time today you've ended up butt ass naked and inside the floor'

But at this point you've gotten use to seeing him with his cheeks out, and its something both of you often laugh about

Though, it's still alarming when a 6 ft tall beef cake is suddenly through the floor at waist level

You definitely know he likes you, and you like him too because who wouldn't?

The entire agency is rooting for both of yall

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plant-flwrs · 4 years ago

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sun // ginny weasley

masterlist!

a/n: is this a reenactment of a happier ending than the reality i endured with my first experience falling in love with a girl? maybe. was this incredibly painful to write? yes. am i now suffering way too much? most definitely. umm. let me know what yall think! <33

summary: Six years of being in love with Ginny Weasley. Watching her date boys and capture the attention of Harry Potter. Eventually, confessions are the only things left.

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The white sheets curled around her were shaded a heavenly yellow under the sunlight invading the room. Actually, it didn’t feel like an invasion, it felt like the sun followed Ginny, like it followed her on her command with the sort of loyalty Hedwig had to Harry. So, Ginny, unconscious, was somehow inviting the sun into the room, turning her white sheets a soft yellow. She lay on her back, perched on some pillows, and twisted slightly diagonally on her bed. She made her bed seem so huge, like it was begging you to crawl into it with her, like the bed was a devil on your shoulder. Her arms folded over her stomach, an abandoned Quidditch magazine sprawled across her chest. Her head had lulled back against the pillows, orange hair falling and spilling and cascading and somehow just sitting atop her head like a crown.

You felt completely out of place in what you could only describe as heaven. You, standing in your Hogwarts robes, with your harsh face and your cold gaze, felt completely separated from the heavenly plane Ginny Weasley managed to curate in this dorm.

It had been like this since the third year when, somehow, Ginny Weasley returned to school cool. She became her own person-- Quidditch legend, funny, friends with everyone-- and you simply trailed along beside her. It didn’t help your cause, either, when boys began to notice the same things you were noticing about Ginny.

Ruben Hash had come first. He’d never made a move on Ginny, but you noticed him. Sometimes, it felt like you were a hawk over Ginny’s shoulder, one she tossed her scraps of food to and patted on the head. So of course, you noticed Ruben.

And then, you noticed Neville. You couldn’t even be mad about Neville. He was sweet, and he’d even been good-humored about you cutting in to dance with Ginny for one of the few and far between slow-dances at the Yule Ball. You held Ginny, and Ginny held onto you, and you wondered if she saw it behind your eyes.

Then came Michael Corner. Michael was a sting. Michael was a kick to the stomach, a punch to the face, and a knife to the thigh. Ginny watched him beat you, step on you, until you were filled with harsh bile and spiteful words for him. Of course, Michael was nice to you. He didn’t understand your cold glances and your distaste for him, simply chalking it off to him being Ginny’s boyfriend and you not thinking he was good enough for her.

That summer was weird. You tried to remain a semblance of normalcy, tried to write lighthearted letters back to Ginny, tried to accept her invitation to the Burrow before school started again. Any other summer you practically lived at Ginny’s house, but now it hurt. Everything hurt, all the time, because Ginny wasn’t like you. Ginny didn’t like you, and what hurt even worse was that she liked other people. She liked so many other people, her most favorite to talk about being the Harry fucking Potter (I mean seriously, how did she expect you to have any sort of self-worth when you were pining for her while she was whinging about The Boy Who Lived?).

So, that was the summer you didn’t go to the Burrow.

Michael stuck around for a long time. However, fourth-year was different.

Fourth-year was a time you liked to think about often, at least until your sixth-year, because once you were in your sixth-year, there truly was nothing better.

Fourth-year. Ginny seemed to be distancing herself from Michael. You stopped asking about him and she stopped talking about him. She asked you to sit in the stands of her Quidditch practices, and when you got there for the first time, you noticed Michael wasn’t there. It was like she had given you a rose and not Michael. Small things like this really made fourth-year worth fifth-year. You tried not to think about fifth-year.

Fourth-year. Ginny walked with you, all sweaty, back to the castle. Ginny sat with her thigh pressed against yours as you ate dinner and lunch and breakfast. Ginny woke you up in the mornings and told you goodnight every night-- every single night. While you walked to class, Ginny lopped her fingers with yours and said it was because she couldn’t believe how soft your hands were. You scoffed, and fueled the fire by insisting you didn’t even use lotion on them. Ginny indulged, or maybe she truly was baffled by it, and ran her thumb over any space of your hand she could as you walked. Fourth-year, there was a week where the elves were occupied with something Dumbledore had requested them for. There was a week where laundry wasn’t being done, and utter chaos was amongst the castle. You had been one of the lucky ones, finding a pile of clean clothes and sheets on your bed just before the elves’ vacation. Ginny insisted her sheets smelled too horribly from her post-Quidditch practice naps, that she couldn’t sleep on her own bed. Ginny slept in your bed, for an entire week. Ginny was a cuddler. Ginny had her hands wrapped around your middle with her head tucked into your shoulder every night for an entire week. You thought about revoking your membership in S.P.E.W. if it meant Dumbledore could whisk off the house-elves more often.

Fifth-year, there was no hand-holding or thighs brushing beneath tables or goodnights or good mornings or cuddling. Fifth-year was the year of Dean Thomas.

Dean Thomas had successfully managed to whisk Ginny off her feet. You hadn’t even realized that at some point during your heavenly fourth-year, Ginny had broken it off with Michael. You were afforded about two weeks of a nice fifth-year before Dean.

As with Neville, you couldn’t even be mad at Dean. Well, you were mad at Dean, all the time, for no reason recognized by him. You were cold, and harsh, and selfish. You put up a wall between you and Ginny, leaving her no place to go but Dean’s arms. And to Dean’s arms she went. She spent nights in his dorm. She ate with him at meals. She asked him to her Quidditch practices.

You are completely and utterly alone.

As her roommate, she believed she was still your friend. She assumed you had your own issues to work out-- and right she was-- and incidentally, she spent more time with Dean. She didn’t put together the two things.

By the end of fifth-year, Dean Thomas was over.

By the summer going into sixth-year, you were invited to the Burrow. You accepted it with grace.

Things fell back into place with Ginny in a way that made you want to cry. It was like she had either not noticed you were gone, or she found things so easy with you that it didn’t matter how much time had passed. In the warm comforts of her small bed, she insisted you not sleep on the floor. She invited you into her bed, and you nearly launched yourself on top of her with the anticipation of how you knew it felt to be held by her. Even if it wasn’t like that to her, you still knew. You knew she felt some sort of love for you, and you felt that was enough for now. You made it enough.

Ginny slept with her window open and her curtains swept to the sides. At the Burrow, as you lay on your back with Ginny curled into your side, her nose brushing into your hair, you looked right out of the window. The stars were so much brighter out here than they were at home, almost as bright as they were at Hogwarts. Maybe it was Ginny that made the stars so bright.

That summer made things alright again. Ginny seemed to be sitting atop a fence, looking down at you and Harry Potter on opposite sides, deciding on who she was going to let catch her. You stood with outstretched arms for an entire year.

Sixth-year. Ginny, laying in her bed basking in the sunlight that worshipped her, all you could do was stare. You stared until your other dormmates pushed past you into the room, talking loudly and taking no care to not wake Ginny.

You watched her stir as she rolled onto her stomach, falling deeper into the bed. She saw you and her mouth perked up into a sort of lazy smile, raising her eyebrows. You flushed, feeling warm and tight and strained when she looked at you like that. It was on her face, come here, and so you went, crawling into her bed and curling next to her. It didn’t feel weird; the girls now rummaging through their wardrobe didn’t find it odd, and so you closed your eyes, feeling Ginny’s sun now coating you in the heavenly light.

Waking up next to Ginny was always a struggle. You were warm and uncomfortable and often sweating, but nothing made you want to move. Ginny, with her body pressed against yours in these rare moments of intimacy, was something you didn’t want to disturb. In the first weeks of fifth-year, before Ginny went to Dean, you would pretend to be annoyed with Ginny’s touches. You would throw her an annoyed glance or a sarcastic comment with a little too much seriousness in it when she rested her head on your shoulder during lunch. You’d stiffen when she tried to reach for your hand in the hall, pretending you had not noticed and reach for something in your bag instead. You hated to think of those moments; moments wasted.

When you woke, it was Saturday. Saturdays were days where Ginny had afternoons full of Quidditch practice and you sat in the stands doing your homework for the upcoming week.

This Saturday was no different.

Sparing a glance at her, you regarded her pink nose brushing against her red and gold scarf pulled over her lips. Her long, red eyelashes ghosting over her tanned and freckled cheeks. The crinkle of her eyes, and oh, you just realized she was laughing at one of your jokes. This in itself made your heart twist inside itself.

The wind worked in spite of you both, pushing against you as you walked to the pitch. Ginny was dressed in her uniform, and you had gone for your heavily padded and warm winter coat. Ginny huddled close to you as you walked, stuffing her hands in your pockets. Her fingers splayed over your hands, pressing into you like they were seeking your warmth.

In the stands, you did your homework. When you finished your homework, you watched Ginny. You preferred to watch Ginny. She glided through the air with an ease that came with her personality. No part of her was practiced or rehearsed, but she was also so careful and cool at the same time. She was the best parts of all her brothers. She was Ron’s sense of humor, Charlie’s bravery, Bill’s coolness, Percy’s sensibility, and Fred and George’s wicked gift for mischief. This all made Ginny herself. Ginny was no one but Ginny. In a sense, she made it seem like her brothers learned all those qualities from her, just because she did them so well. You were in love with Ginny Weasley.

Back in the castle, hours after practice, you and Ginny sat side by side against the headboard of her bed. You had the blankets pulled to your chins, and laughter filled the air in front of you. Ginny had told the sun to go away, so it did, and instead, a muggy and cold day replaced it. Clouds stormed outside, and you knew you would be lulled to sleep by the sound of rain later.

“Think the rain will last until tomorrow?” Ginny asked, leaning over you to look out the window.

“Maybe. Why?”

“Ron said he and Harry were going to Hogsmeade, wanted me to come with.”

Something clicked away inside of you, like one last light that had been tortured to stay on for years and years.

“Oh.”

Ginny was quiet, not realizing the separate storm raging inside of you. You could not believe you expected anything else from Ginny. Anything else but her tireless and never-ending efforts to get every boy at Hogwarts to notice her. Ginny and her perfect eyes and hair and skin and body and personality and laugh.

“I don’t want you to go tomorrow,” you hadn’t realized you said it, the words twisting on your tongue like they knew you were trying out this honesty thing for the first time.

“What?”

“Don’t go.”

Ginny laughed. You felt every bone in your face sharpen and freeze. It was like the tears you knew would well up in your eyes were first coursing through your face like a complicated sewer system.

“Ginny,” you managed to breathe it out, turning to her with glassy eyes and tight lips.

She stopped laughing, turning her entire body to you and pushing off the blankets.

“Oh my god, what’s wrong? Y/n?” her voice was full of breathless worry and concern at your rare showing of vulnerability. It made you want to cringe away and fall into her.

Her face was so close to yours, it was like a dream. It was like you were back under the stars at the Burrow, under Ginny’s stars and in her bed. You lifted your eyes to hers, hoping she saw the same look behind them from the Yule Ball. Her face softened and for a second you swore you saw it in her eyes too. You realized she was getting closer, her look of concern morphing into a look of unknown.

Her lips were so close to yours, you wanted to reach out; you kept your hands tucked beneath the blanket and stopped her lips from meeting yours as you rested your forehead against hers.

“I-” you started, finding the rush of the plumbing beneath your face all clog at once, like the blood had stopped flowing through your veins. You were so close to her.

“Please,” her words fell onto your lips like they were physical things in the air, and all of a sudden your hands plunged from under the blanket and your face was on hers and your lips were touching hers.

You held her hair in your hands and she ran her hands down your back. Her lips were so soft, and you were self-conscious because you wondered if all the lip biting and worrying you had done on your lips would make yours rough and harsh. You wondered if Ginny loved your hands like you loved her lips.

You wondered about a lot of things, after that. You wondered about the looks Harry seemed to give Ginny. About the looks Ginny refused to give back to him. You wondered if she would mind how scared you were all the time. You wondered if she noticed how much you didn’t want to be scared. You wondered if she was ever scared.

You slept in Ginny’s bed every night.

“Does Harry love you?”

The question had felt almost as scary as when you’d asked her not to go to Hogsmeade. Her reaction to the first scary question, however, made you believe it was going to be okay. It would always be okay with Ginny.

“I think he might,” she said.

Your head was pressed into her neck, her long hair getting caught in your nose every time you breathed. It was hot and a little uncomfortable, but it was Ginny, and you just wanted to feel her. Her arms were wrapped around you, her head inclined slightly so her mouth was by your ear. Your legs were tangled and her feet were warm against your cold ones. Ginny had told the sun to go away a long time ago.

“Do you love him?”

Waiting for Ginny to answer was like waiting for her to tell you whether or not she had lost her virginity to Dean Thomas. She had said she had, and you felt like your world was going to end.

“Not anymore,” she whispered, even though you had already cast a silencing charm around her bed.

You breathed a breath you hadn’t realized was reserved for this moment.

You turned to face her, your mouths inches apart. You couldn’t help but stare at hers, feeling now blissful and for the first time without any worry or insecurity. Then her face inched away and her brows knitted together. You brought a warm hand to them, running the pad of your thumb across them until they smoothed out.

“I’m sorry.” Ginny was whispering it over and over again, like a prayer, and you felt panic surged inside of you.

You pushed yourself off of her, thinking she was lying about Harry and apologizing for that.

As soon as you were off of her, she was wrapping her arms around you again, pulling her back into her. She was cradling you, rocking you back and forth as she kept chanting it. You felt pathetic, like this was a goodbye she had been wanting to say since the day she met you. Like she was apologizing to some god for the things you had done together. Like she was apologizing to Harry for the lie she told you.

You pulled away far enough to look at her face, seeing shiny streaks creating a river down each side of her face. She was crying. Your hands on her face again, pushing the tears away as they endlessly leaked from her eyes.

“What?” you whispered, almost cooed, curling into her lap and holding her face in your hands.

“I didn’t see you sooner,” she whispered, choking out strangled sobs as she threw her face into your chest.

“Yes you did,” you whispered back, finding the volume too loud for the weight of the conversation. You felt like saying anything aloud would be inappropriate. You wanted to write it all out and exchange it all in wax-sealed letters.

“You were always there, and I was never there, and I made you sit and watch,” Ginny was almost screaming, guilt throwing itself from her throat. “I was so selfish!”

You didn’t dignify this with a response, instead, waiting for her to calm down again. Her shaking ceased and her breathing settled into hiccups.

“I’d do it all over again. I’d sit through each boyfriend. I would go to every Quidditch practice and watch you at every breakfast and I would walk to every class with you. I would wait forever. I don’t want to, though, so stop feeling so awful about it. We are now,” you felt your own tears sliding down your face, a voice coming out that cracked and shivered unlike your own.

Your words racked a new wave of sobs through her, and you could practically feel the relief and the guilt washing off her in waves. You were no stranger to guilt.

You had felt guilt every time you looked at Ginny that way when she was with her boyfriends. You had felt guilt every time you wanted to brag to Michael when she didn’t invite him to her practices. You wanted to throw every piece of intimacy you and Ginny shared in Harry Potter’s face, just so he would stop thinking he had a chance.

You also knew that relief. You knew that relief when Ginny didn’t stutter with her hands. When she breathed against your skin and smiled when you pulled apart. When it wasn’t anything different between you; when you could just as easily sit next to each other at the Great Hall.

Ginny’s eyes were tired and puffy when they finally turned to you. She wiped your cheeks with the backs of her hands, because you had told her how gripping the broom made her fingertips rough. You kissed her hand, capturing her skinny wrist in your grasp and flipping it over to press your lips against her palm. She breathed, for what felt like the first time, in even and contained patterns.

She had both hands on your shoulders, pushing you further into the mattress, until she climbed on top of you. Her strong legs were on either side of you, sitting just above your hip bones. She didn’t bend to kiss you, just sitting straight as she looked down at you: laid down at her mercy.

Her hands started at yours, interlocking them and then leaving them to trail up your arms. She ignored the shivers following her touch, continuing her warpath until she started again at your hips. Her hands slid up your sides, featherlight touches that made your back arch off the bed. She sighed with a smile, cocking her head in a disbelieving way.

“You’re all mine?” she whispered, voice hoarse and weak with melancholy and shock spilling into her words.

You couldn’t find the words to tell her just how much you were entirely hers, so you nodded helplessly.

She began to giggle, finally bending down to bring her lips to you. They traced up and down your neck, like she was finding the right place to pot a plant, and then finally planted one searing kiss just below your jaw.

“I’m yours,” you moaned, begging for her to do anything.

“Yours,” she answered, doing anything.

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varibean · 5 years ago

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Amalgam

this is a secret prompt exchange for the varigo discord server! i got the prompt Amalgam for the wonderful and talented @dr-chalk!!!! i hope yall enjoy (and here’s the fic on ao3 too *wink*)

Summary: After relying on Ulla’s notebook to help them through their journey, the gang find that the next kingdom has little to no notes on where the next trial takes place. Their only clue is a location that might have a lead on where to go next. However, after a royal mess up on Hugo’s part, they’re left up the creek without a paddle. Not only are tensions high, but emotions as well. One thing was certain though: Hugo and Varian did not mix well.

Varian and Hugo didn’t mix, that much was clear to see at first glance. Hugo was rough, so many edges and layers of grime applied through falsities and smarmy charm. Meanwhile Varian was more true, more honest with himself and with others, but that often led to him being volatile at the wrong times and too quick to action based on emotion. Needless to say, it wasn’t the best combination.

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Hugo watched as Varian stormed into the campsite where the caravan and Prometheus were kept, the latter grazing at a few nearby apples and scraps that his owner had left behind. Needless to say, the young alchemist was furious.

Behind him Yong trotted along with Nuru, both with dejected looks plastered over their faces. Even from a distance Hugo could hear Nuru trying to mumble comforting words to the small boy, a smile on her face despite the recent hardships. And lastly, heading up the rear, was Hugo himself. His face was blank, almost unreadable save for the smallest of frown lines forming beneath his softly twitching lips.

No one was in a good mood and no one wanted to talk about it.

Yong went over to the fire pit and mumbled about getting the food ready for the night with Nuru which only resulted in a jerky nod from Varian before he headed into the makeshift lab tent. As each member went about their separate tasks, Hugo was left standing at the edge of the camp, arms crossed and the facade of normalcy fading.

He knew he had to do something, had to make this all right. They had been so close to discovering the path to the next trial, but he’d been reckless and wanted to show off. Now they were down a crucial key to getting to the next trial and morale and it was all his fault.

A sigh escaped him before he decided to move his feet. Yong and Nuru would probably be the easiest to apologize too; Nuru already didn’t like him before this but she was also smart enough to set bitter feelings aside and Yong was so happy-go-lucky that all it would take to earn back his favor was a brightly colored sparkler. They would be easy to win over.

That’s exactly why Hugo walked past them and instead headed into the lab tent. The area was small and cramped with everything from books to test tubes to chemicals that had to be carefully repacked every time they wanted to move. Even though they’d set it up together, Hugo could feel the shift in the area after his most recent blunder.

This was Varian’s space and he was intruding on the alchemist’s domain.

The man in question was muttering to himself, flipping through books and slamming his fists down as he closed volumes that didn’t have the answers he wanted. Honestly he was quite terrifying like this. Hugo, despite his outward teasing, had a healthy mix of both fear and respect for Varian, seeing how the other was never one to back down.

In the moment, the fear was predominant.

As much as he would’ve loved to have stood there forever, watching the other work so nimbly even in the mists of anger instead of confronting him on the issue, he knew that he couldn’t do that.

“Hey, uh, Varian. So about back there-” Hugo’s words were cut off before he could finish them. Suddenly Varian was striding over to him, face contorted in a particular anger that was more hurt and disappointment than malice.

“Yes Hugo, let’s talk about ‘back there’. I would love nothing more to talk about ‘back there’ so lets do that shall we? What part of ‘back there’ do you want to talk about? Maybe the part where you fought me for ten minutes on which direction we should go in. Or maybe the part where you insisted on using your own chemicals to open a doorway and instead got everyone a nose full of stink bomb. Or maybe! Maybe it’s the part where you almost got all of us fucking killed by setting off a trap!” Varian was huffing by the last line, his breath leaving his body in shaking bursts that made Hugo’s own chest constrict.

“Varian, listen-”

“No! I had my time to listen, now you’re going to listen to me. My mother’s journal can only lead us so far; whatever was in that cavern was going to take us to the next trial location inside the kingdom. Now we have no cavern, no lead, and almost lost our lives. Instead of finding the exact location we’re going to have to spend...I don’t even know! Days? Weeks! Searching this kingdom to find the trial chamber. All because you don’t trust anyone but yourself!”

The words stung Hugo more than any reprimand Donella had ever given him; more than any punishment he’d ever gotten from the other goons in the gang. It was blistering, scalding. He’d never felt so bad about messing up because, until Varian, he’d never messed up.

He never messed up because he’d never truly tried to help others.

But with Varian that’s all he wanted to do. And he fucked that chance right up.

“Can I please just-” Hugo started, but Varian was clearly determined to not let him say anything.

“No, you can’t. You want to know what we got for all of this? For almost losing our lives?” Varian turned around and pulled out his satchel, removing a fist sized filthy crystal that was no prettier than a dirty rock. “We got this. And only because it fell on me!”

Hugo stood there, trying not to let his shame show through. Yet again, he was downfalled by his hubris. It was just different, working together as a team. He’d never had to trust or rely on anyone else besides himself. Apparently, he wasn’t very good at trusting others.

In front of him Varian slammed the crystal rock down in a compound that Hugo recognized as hydrofluoric acid. Hugo thought that the other would break the beaker or hurt himself with the force that he threw the crystal rock down and suddenly worry overtook his shame.

“Hey, careful!” He reached out to check Varian’s hand, but the other batted him away.

“That’s enough, Hugo.” Varian said. The sound of his voice, the disappointment and rage, sent a shiver down Hugo’s spine. But he wasn’t just going to stand there and take it. If the other wanted to ignore his attempts at an apology, that was fine by him.

Without another word, Hugo turned on his heels and headed out the tent.

“You know,” He started, turning his attention to Nuru and Yong, who were currently on the ground after trying to scamper back to their places, “You two do a piss poor job of eavesdropping.”

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Five days went by without them speaking to each other. Five days of curt nods and stiffly eaten meals and as little contact as they could manage while still trying to figure out how to make it to the next trial. Hugo and Varian’s foul mood affected everyone; even Ruddiger was beginning to eat his apples with less enthusiasm.

The group’s searches in the city for how to begin their trial proved to be utterly fruitless. Varian’s journal was no use, and they’d expended the only other key that they had.

Overall, not the most fun few days. However, Yong and Nuru were becoming less concerned with the trial and more concerned for their two alchemists.

“He’s not been sleeping a lot.” Yong said.

“Varian never sleeps.” Came Nuru’s halfhearted reply, even though there was worry in the pit of her stomach as well.

“But this is different. Usually he just stays up because he’s in his tent...or putting out a fire I started. Right now he’s just doing nothing.”

“Yeah.” Nuru sighed. She knew she couldn’t deny it. Things were getting bad and no one knew how to make them better again. “Hugo’s been pretty quite too. Which I thought was going to be a good thing but now believe it or not I’d give anything to hear him say one of his stupid jokes again. At least then that would mean things were normal.”

Both of them knew that it wouldn’t be that simple. At first they’d tried plots and schemes; fake notes left by the other, arranging meet ups between the two that never came to fruition. After several attempts over the last five days, both Yong and Nuru agreed that whatever needed to be fixed, Hugo and Varian would have to do it in their own time.

They just wished the two worked faster.

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Hugo couldn’t sleep and that really sucked for him because all he wanted to do was sleep and pretend like his current life was nothing more than a bad dream.

Varian’s words still echoed around his mind, stinging him when he thought too hard on it. He knew he’d been in the wrong but for once in his life he had been trying to apologize and this? This is what he got out of it?

Not worth it.

That’s what he told himself, it wasn’t worth it, it wasn’t worth it, it just wasn’t worth it. Of course, that just wasn’t true.

He hated to admit it but Varian’s forgiveness was worth it. It was worth its weight in gold because it would be from Varian. In the days that he’d spent avoiding Varian physically, he couldn’t escape the other alchemist in his thoughts. He was longing to make up with him, something he never cared about from anyone else.

There was something about Varian that made him want to be better, to earn his favor. The idea that they could make up, that they could get along, that maybe one day they would do more than just get along…

Hugo smacked his head, trying to get rid of the thoughts before they could manifest. He did not like Varian. Not in that way. No, he couldn’t allow himself to like Varian any more than the regular amount.

He was a spy after all. A double agent. It was basically traitors 101: Don’t fall for the guy you have to two-face.

He always sucked at following rules.

Knowing that he wasn’t about to get a lick of sleep any time soon, Hugo got up from his sleeping bag and exited his tent, hoping that maybe a walk would clear his mind from his unpleasant (or, perhaps, too pleasant) thoughts.

As he got out he saw that he wasn’t the only one who couldn’t sleep. The lab tent had a dim light shining through the flaps and through the still wind Hugo could barely make out the sound of someone muttering.

‘Varian’s up too huh?’ He thought to himself.

His goal was to stay away from Varian, but the light in the tent called to him like a moth to a flame. There could be no harm in just walking by it, right?

He slinked over to the entrance, pepping inside to see that Varian’s back was turned away from the entrance, head in his hands as he sat in front of several test tubes and scattered papers.

“What am I supposed to do, Ruddiger?” Varian softly asked the raccoon who was clearly asleep on the ground.

“Just one big screw up after another,” He continued, “It’s all turned into a mess in just a couple of days. How can I possibly-”

This was a mistake. Hugo shouldn’t have been here, spying on Varian. And of course the other was still mad at him, for good reason. He’d screwed everything up after all, made things one big mess.

Hugo sighed, wishing he’d just stayed in bed. But before he could leave he heard Varian continue.

“How am I ever going to tell him how sorry I am?”

Hugo paused at those words, taking a moment to linger outside of the tent before quietly slinking in to hear what else Varian had to say.

“I was just...so upset. He could’ve died and it would’ve been my fault for arguing with him so much about the direction and the traps and everything else. And now he probably hates me right? I just wish I could tell him I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have blamed everything on him. But he’d never accept that.”

“Well maybe if you asked him.” Hugo said, a smile suddenly playing on the edge of his lips.

Varian jumped, nearly sending all of his chemicals flying and hastily tried to correct himself.

“Hugo what-what are you doing here? You should be asleep an-and you know it’s rude to spy on people, I was having a personal moment here with Ruddiger and you can’t just walk in here and ruin our heart to heart-”

“I’m sorry.” Hugo’s words stopped Varian dead in his tracks as the other balked at him.

“What did you say?”

“I’m not used to working with other people, so I didn’t want to listen to you. I wanted to do things my way and maybe even show off a little. But it just cost us a piece to the puzzle and...almost hurt you. I mean, almost hurt Nuru and Yong too but,” Hugo reached out and took Varian’s hand into his own, “I was worried about you the most.”

He might’ve added the last line to sweeten Varian up just a little bit, but deep down he knew it was true. He’d been more worried about Varian than he’d been about his own hide, which was really saying something.

He smirked seeing the other’s face turn red in the dim lantern light. God he was cute. And Funny. And charming in his own nerdy way.

“Well I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have-”

“Oh, shut up, I already heard your apology.” With Varian’s hand still in his own, he leaned forward, his face even closer to the other man’s.

There was a beat of silence between them, stirring in both of their breaths as they studied the other’s face. They were so close, so tantalizingly close to the other. It would be so easy just to lean down a half inch more, taste Varian's delicious looking lips on his own. Up so close, Hugo could see the plumpness of the other’s bottom lip, the slight shine it had in the warm light from him licking his lips in worry. Just one more half inch. One more.

Hugo stepped forward. Varian stepped back.

And the sound of a beaker tipping over and smashing could be heard throughout the night.

“Fuck!” Varian helped as he turned over and tried to find the broken glass in the soft light. “Shit, shit, I think that one was the hydrofluoric acid. I hadn’t changed it out since I put the crystal...in...it…”

Hugo peered at him curiously as Varian’s voice died down, a look of puzzlement on his face as he leaned down to examine the pile. The blue eyed alchemist tightened his glove on his hand before gently reaching down into the rubble pile.

The acid, over the course of a few days, had melted the crystal down. Revealing, in its place, a golden coin that had been left inside.

Varian stood back up, coin in hand, and held it to the light.

“That’s the emblem for the city we’re in right?” Hugo asked, looking at the coin curiously.

“Yeah. The emblem and the fountain in the square. Only...hand me a coin. One that we got from the market the other day.”

Hugo did what Varian asked with no hesitation, and the two examined the coins side by side.

“The lady in the regular emblem on the coin is pointing down. But this one-”

“Is pointing left.” Hugo interrupted.

“Right. I mean, left. I mean-yes. You’re right that she’s pointing left. That’s where the Kingdom’s sewer main entrance is. To the left of the fountain. And the covers! They all have the emblems on them too.” Varian said.

“I think I remember a few of them pointing in different directions but I thought that was just a pipe thing but what if-”

“They’re directions! It would take us forever to explore the entire sewer system but if they are all pointing in different directions, we start by the one at the fountain-”

“Follow them throughout the city-”

“Until we finish at the right one!”

The last line they both said together excitedly after finishing each other’s sentences.

Varian smacked his hand excitedly against Hugo’s chest several times with a wide grin.

“And that’s the entrance to the next trial!!! This is amazing! The answer was right here in front of us all along!”

“So Varian, what you’re saying is, that I actually did the right thing and I can retract my apology now.”

“Don’t push it.” Varian tried to act stern but the grin on his face gave him away much too easily. “It’s almost morning, I’m going to go wake the others. And Hugo?”

Before Hugo knew it was coming he felt Varian’s lips press against his cheek for just a fleeting second. His eyes grew wide and he found himself at a loss for words to come back at him with. No that he really minded.

“We, uh, have a few things to talk about after this.”

_____

Varian and Hugo didn’t mix, at least not at first. Hugo was rough, so many edges and layers of grime applied through falsities and smarmy charm. But there was something good underneath. Something worth finding. Meanwhile Varian was more true, more honest with himself and with others, but that often led to him being volatile at the wrong times and too quick to action based on emotion. But sometimes a bit of emotion was needed to clear the air, sometimes being volatile could lead to being vulnerable. They were a curious amalgam of two things, both brought together to make something brilliant.

#varian #tts varian #varigo #varian and the seven kingdoms #alchemy boyfriends #zk writing #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I HOPE YALL LIKE HNNNNNG

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l0ve-pand0ra · 4 years ago

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unpopular my hero opinions!!! waaa if u get offended they arent real ppl. and fyi this is one of my all time favorite animes.

1. todoroki isnt less cool now bc hes not the stoic asshole with no friends. the only reason yall think that is bc he gets so little screen time and time to shine bc when he does hes so much better then deku so they constantly dim his character down

2. todoroki would have made a more compelling and interesting and believable main character rather then deku.

3. deku was Never the underdog, he got all mights (the #1 heros) quirk Given to him for FREE. and all might favors him and gives him special treatment. and he gets away with everything. his family is super supportive. hes deadass not the underdog just bc he breaks his bones for a while. especially after season 2, underdog my ass

4. it makes zero sense that todorokis deep rooted issues and trauma got resolved with some words in a couple of episodes. meanwhile it takes bakugou 4 season to even consider changing his mindset on deku. even though bakugous whole issue is something he MADE UP in his head. again, todoroki getting done dirty

5. deku should not have beaten overhaul. when he went out to fight i literally rolled my eyes. sure the fight was impressive with stunning animation and sure he had eri. but ur telling me a freshman beat a villian with a quirk that allows him disassemble and reassemble matter which if you forgot what matter is it everything around you everything including the air.

6. todoroki and Bakugo werent in season 4 for much of it purely because of how popular they are and how much more people prefer them to Deku

7. sir nighteye rlly died without recognizing deku as being worthy of one for all... welp

8. shinsou got set up to the max going up against deku who for whatever reason on that day decided to tap into some dead mfs living inside him.... COME ON

9. this one isn’t unpopular but HOW DID U.A NOT THINK TO USE SHINSOU DURING THE OVERHAUL CASE???? like i understand hes not in the hero course but dude.......

10. my hero has weak villains, the league is a joke with no clear direction for the whole anime, they start showing promise at the end of the overhaul arc. n i adore the league n its members but in the anime the jus seem lost with no clear direction ... and all for one aint all that. stain on the otherhand is the only good villain with conviction and is super compelling the stain arc was way ahead of its time

11. WHY TF DOES IIDA GET SO MUCH SCREEN TIME,???? FUCKING MOVE LIKE HES NOT EVEN COOL???????

12. tetsutetsu deserved to be in class 1A and has more charisma and likability then most of class 1A.

13. monama has a reason to be peeved, like come on 1B is literally known as lesser 1A... that is annoying

14. present mic is ugly n just bc him and aizawa are friends doesn’t mean you Have to ship them together. aizawa can do so much better.

15.(basically point 2 expanded lol) todoroki should have been the main character. hes way more compelling and has a way clearer goal then deku. now if deku became the worlds first quirkless hero thats one thing. but can you imagine todoroki having to decide if he should accept all mights power and if he does is he doing it for the right reason? or seeing an in-depth look into his family situation. like come on the set up with dabi being his archenemy secret brother, n if u want some bland het romance him and momo. bruh it writes itself.

16. deku having multipal quirks is such Bullshit. like come on giving him more quirks wont make him more of a compelling character.

17. the history of one for all makes no sense. i dont understand sure its buliding of power that gets passed on but,?? why couldn’t all might use all the quirks of the past users, why wasnt he able to see them like deku??? and idk it feels like they are always changing some part of one for all making it inconsistent.

18. bakugou has the best hero custome

19. the show is missing a character in 1A with a healing quirk. i feel like having someone like that would have really added to the show and would have been interesting.

20. tamaki is so much cooler then mirio, his quirk is so much stronger and dont get me wrong I love mirio and his quirk is incredible but tamaki basically as acess to an unlimited amount of quirks. plus its not just food he ate that crystal guys crystal n produced them. its badass

22. todoroki and bakugou not passing the hero exame was bs. todoroki was provoked by the baldheaded kid and he’s the one who started the fight not Todoroki. bakugou is himself and does not do fake comfort hes not all might, whats important is saving people if he gets the job done who cares. them not passing was jus an excuse to push their characters aside for the season.

23. the gentle arc was lame and made no sense especially bc of the roller coaster that was the overhaul arc. i understand that’s the point of it was so Deku realizes that not all villains are these horrible nasty people that are human too but like the placement was just so weird especially since it was before the endeavor and hawks arc it just made no sense to me at least. it just seem like another way to make the viewers think Deku is super cool main character. and once again he gets to defeat a villain all by himself... le sigh

24. bakugous anger is completely unjustified the entire series. I adore Bakugou and I adore his character and he is one of my favorite anime characters ever but He has no reason to be mad he has an awesome quirk he’s a prodigy at everything he does he has both his parents he’s wealthy he is well liked and popular where is the justification for his anger and I’m not saying that just because you have a nice life doesn’t mean you don’t have the right to be angry but this dude is yelling is mad all the time there’s issue with that. and as I stated previously his issue is something he made up in his head. he construed a narrative in his head who deku is.

25. anyone else feel like U.A is understaffed ?

26. that wood hero is a misogynist and hates women... he was real up in arms about mont lady when she was the one who actually stopped and captured that villain.

28. best jeanist is so cool im so sad where is he please come home. he’s literally the coolest pro hero. i dont like how he tried to change bakugou but he had a point on bakugous attuide being a bit much sometimes.

29. endeavor does not deserve a redemption arc stop normalizing forgiving your abusers people don’t have to forgive their abusers no matter if they’re their parents. and choosing not to forgive them doesn’t mean that you’re holding onto this huge anger and it’s holding you back it just means you choose not to associate with them and to keep them away from you and I totally understand that Todoroki technically needs his father to teach him how to improve them but he doesn’t have to forgive him neither do his siblings they have every right to hold endeavor accountable for everything hes done!

30. MY HERO IS AMAZING AND THESE OPINIONS WERE JUS TO HAVE FUN AND MEAN NO HARM!!!! REMINDER THIS IS ALL FOR JOKES AND FOR FUN AND U DONT HAVE TO AGREE!!!!! my hero is one of the best shonen animes up there with the classics like naruto dbz and one piece, and also am i in no way actually criticizing the author lol Horikoshi has more talent on the tips of his finger nails then my whole bloodline will probably ever have lol !

#my hero academia #unpopular thoughts #boku no hero academia #midoriya izuku #anime #katsuki bakugō

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chanyueda · 6 years ago

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Harmless Prank My Ass

In celebration of April Fools, I made a rather shitty fanfic but anyone who reads this hope yall enjoy my mediocre writing (it was 4 pages long in google docs -- its long right)

Confessions to your crushes seem like a generic, recurring way of pranking someone, especially during April 1st. It’s April Fools Day, harmless pranks are everywhere. Pranks that involve coming out, hurting someone and the like aren’t tolerated during this day, but what if it sounded so genuine you nearly forget its April Fools? Can you actually say, “it’s just a prank bro!” when feelings are involved? They all tell us to not play with other people’s feelings, and today shouldn’t be an exception to that rule. Every word you say holds weight in other people’s minds.

That’s what he failed to do, being a goofy, happy-go-lucky guy that he is. He is not an ignorant though, he just wanted to play a harmless prank one of his co-workers. He’d plan it so perfectly it’s not bound to fail, or so he thought.

Today was now April 1st, everyone else in Buzzfeed is already playing pranks on anyone they find on the office. Someone had put an air horn on one of the office chairs, waiting to be “blown” by whoever sat on that chair. There were no pranks done on Steven when he walked on towards his spot towards the back. He peacefully sank on the office chair, thinking of the perfect time to execute the planned prank. It wasn’t now, that he was sure, since the person he wanted to place the prank on was nowhere near his spot on the office.

“Must be shooting for Eating Your Feed. Oh well.”

So Steven started researching for new ideas for Worth It. Lately they haven’t shot anything for a new season, and the fans are currently trying to get hold of them because they’ve been away for so long. What’s more, the fans fear that they might not actually come back, due to the fact that Steven now lives in New York; they think that moving back and forth from LA to New York would be quite a hassle for him, hence the reason why they fear the series being discontinued. He’d actually reassured them of their comeback though, but it’s not about food. At least, they’d be getting a Worth It season.

While scrolling away on the iMac, he’d seen his target exiting from the elevator, looking all tired and sweaty. Some co-workers wanted to prank him but he just passed them by, now sinking to the soft, comfy office chair with a sigh.

“Rough day?”

“Yeah.”

Well this wasn’t the perfect moment to do the prank.

“Wanna eat out later?” He had an extremely goofy smile that seemed to radiate happiness to whoever sees it. That smile that immediately sent butterflies fluttering in on Andrew.

“Sure, why not?”

The plan was already in execution, little did he know. Andrew was completely unaware of what was going to happen later, sadly, he can’t prepare himself for it. He had a plan of his own too, but preferred not to do it today as he deemed the day was not appropriate for it. It’s April Fools Day after all, not the best time to admit what you actually feel for someone.

Hours later, the plan was still commencing. The two fancy boys already got out of the office, having a conversation on where to eat. Since the start of Worth It, they’ve noticed their palate changing, they haven’t been getting much fast food lately. They’ve been getting “exquisite” foods but still on an affordable price. Today, they just decided to eat at Shake Shack, since they can’t think of any place to go to.

Shake Shack was bumbling with people, as usual. Steven told Andrew to get seats for them. He just shrugged and went to the far back, away from chatters and noisy kids. While waiting in line, Steven already composed himself for this. It wasn’t the most perfect time but this time, there is an opportunity to do the plan as followed.

Once he’d ordered, the both of them just sat there and ate, no conversations transpired. The atmosphere seemed really different, something was off with one of them.

“You’re unusually quiet today.” Andrew observed, taking a curly fry in his mouth. “Not used to it.”

“I just...have a lot on my mind right now.” He excused. “I want to tell something to this person but I don’t know if they’ll be fine with it…”

Andrew took a sip of the milkshake, “Well, you’ll never know unless you do it.”

“Yeah, you’re right.”

Silence soon followed, neither of them spoke a thing or two. Steven was still doing his pretend nervousness while Andrew just continued with being his casual self.

“Stop that.”

Steven has been absentmindedly forking the fries. “Oh, sorry. It’s just that…”

“What? Still nervous?”

“Kinda…”

Small talk won’t do.

“About the whole thing earlier...well, how should I put it…” Steven wasn’t pretending anymore, he was actually fidgeting right now. He’d went back to forking the fries. Something had settled within himself, doubtful thoughts swirling inside of his mind. “I should...man up and say it, right?”

“Yeah, I mean, that was what a decent guy would do.”

Steven took a long sigh before saying, “I...kinda like you.” He’d patiently waited for any kind of reaction that would emanate from his friend but he only saw confusion. Moments later, there was a slight relief that was present in his green eyes and a smile ceased to reveal itself. Soon enough, it was replaced with a frown.

“Honestly...I didn’t...expect that.” Andrew whispered the last sentence. “Maybe it was mutual after all.”

“That’s the whole point of jokes, dude! You don’t expect them!” Steven was giggling out of himself, unaware of what is actually transpiring before him. His friend looked at him sadly, ceasing any kind of unwanted feelings to appear, any kind of words that threatened to be spoken out.

Andrew stood up almost suddenly, earning a look from other people. He didn’t give a damn anymore, that was sure. He felt mad now, mad at Steven, which he never felt not until now. The silver haired guy was still unaware of everything else, not until Andrew started to take small steps away from their spot. He’d finally exited Shake Shack with a deep frown on his features, still not believing that everything, every word was just a joke. Of course, Steven was now aware that he’d left him alone, so he chased after his friend. Luckily, he was just still outside of the establishment.

“Those kinds of pranks should never be done in the first place, Steven. Playing with other people’s feelings is not a healthy habit, and you of all people should know that.” He seethed as soon as he felt Steven behind him. “You could potentially hurt someone...permanently.”

“P-Permanently?”

“Just like how other people would have trust issues because someone decided to play them like a fucking ragdoll.” He faced him. “Do you understand what I’m saying?!”

So this was the unsettling feeling that he felt earlier. Steven knew he shouldn’t have done this, but still he did. What the hell was wrong with him, anyway? Now, his friend’s gone mad, and the reasons were still unclear to him. Sure, he was angry because feelings got played on but is that it? There was something with the way these words were said.

“S-Sorry...it was supposed to be harmless prank…”

“Harmless prank?! How was that harmless?! Okay, fine, you didn’t hurt anyone physically, but you’ve hurt me emotionally! That still counts as harmful!”

“Why are you getting so aggressive about it?!” It was now Steven’s turn to raise his voice. He was still confused after all, and the only way to clear this up was to ask a question, but he didn’t intend for it to sound that way.

“You wouldn’t even need to know because you never take things seriously.” He snapped, causing Steven to let out tears that he’d been holding back since then.

“You didn’t need to go that far...I only wanted to know your reason…”

He sighed, “Would you take it seriously if I told you right now,” he started wiping those tears off of Steven’s cheeks, “that I actually thought that what you told me was...hmm, mutual?”

Instead of understanding the situation, Steven only got more confused. “Mutual? What?”

“What I’m saying was I thought we liked each other. You know...more than this?”

Steven seemed to have stopped crying now, finally coming to a realization that Andrew likes him.

“The...love type of like or…”

“That type. What else?” Andrew chuckled. “You fancy, silly boy.”

He flicked Steven’s forehead, and kissed it right after. “Maybe I ought to say I love you, instead of I like you.”

#standrew #fanfic #april fools #mediocre writing #harmless prank

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thatssonanii · 6 years ago

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Fight

Bloodline Family Series / Parental Paragraphs

"Aye, Milo."

Taking his head out of his locker for a moment, Milo looked at his classmate with his brow raised. He was trying to switch his math book for his Spanish one while he waited for his cousins to meet him. They always walked to their third period class together.

"Your mama comin' to the game Friday?"

Milo rolled his eyes as he continued with what he was doing. "She's always at my games, VJ. Everybody knows that."

Milo watched VJ's two friends laugh and whispered behind him. His patience was starting to wear thin. Milo and his cousins never messed with VJ or his friends. Not their type of people.

"So, shit," he shrugged, "That mean your fine ass aunties comin' too then?"

"And so are my uncle's and my dad. You wanna say that shit to them? Cause I'm sure they'd love to hear it."

"Stop being so hostile, man. Just put in a good word for me and my boys. We know they fine asses get real lonely when they men ain't here."

Milo slammed his locker, cradling his Spanish book on his other hand. He glared at the three boys, he could feel his face start to heat up. "And what the hell would they want with y'all?"

"They look like they could use some dick," VJ said grabbing onto his dick. "Especially ya moms. Her face always tore up, ya pops must not know what he doin."

"Get outta here talkin about my mama. Don't get messed up."

VJ and his friends laughed as other students started to notice the tension. "Stop bein like that, Milo. I'm tryna help. Ya moms is just my type too. Small waist, nice titties and a fat ass. Shit, aunties got ass too."

As VJ threw his head back to laugh, Milo dropped his book and swung. His fist connecting with VJ's jaw. The hit knocked VJ off his feet. His friends that were once laughing now stood silently, watching their friend for his next move. None of them expected that from Milo. Just as VJ picked himself up a small crowd started to form around the boys, VJ's friends faded back into it.

"Your soft ass hit me in my fuckin' mouth. Ya ass can't take a joke?" VJ complained holding his jaw.

Milo huffed ignoring the pain in his hand. "Don't talk about my mama or my aunties. I told you that."

"I say whatever the fuck I wanna say. You got lucky that time, next time you better hope you don't miss."

"Whatever, bruh. Keep them out ya mouth."

"How bout this? You tell them to keep my dick outta they mouths then withcha bitch ass."

Milo attacked VJ's face and upper body with repeated blows. VJ was able to get two hits in before Milo tackled him to the ground. Those punches only pissed Milo off even more.

While Milo was beating VJ up, Eli and Koda were coming out of the stairwell. They were held up by their literature teacher. Koda saw the crowd and pointed it out to his cousin.

"Bet it's some hoes fightin'," Eli joked.

Koda laughed as they approached the cirlcle. "Let Auntie hear ya ass say that shit."

They boys bowed their way through the fight. They laughed at their peers who were screaming for someone to break it up and at the ones recording the fight. But when they got to the middle, their smiles were gone. Milo was still on top of VJ, VJ was attempting to fight back but it wasn't working. Milo was beating his ass. Both boys cursed to themselves before pulling Milo off of the boy. As they were pulling Milo back, the assistant principal and the principal came barreling through the tight circle with school security in tow. School security and principal grabbed the cousins up, escorting them to the office while the assistant cleared the other students and checked on VJ. The cousin got thrown inside the principal's office. The security left them with the principal.

"I expect this kind of behavior out of you two," Principal Brown said looking at Koda and Eli. "But you, Mr. Fatu. I'm shocked that you allowed your cousins pull you into this mess."

Eli sucked his teeth and threw his hands up. "I'm real offended that you think that low of me, Mr. Brown. It wasn't even me, I was the peace maker. Koda too."

"Peace maker my foot. You just close your mouth until your parents get here."

"Forreal," Koda stressed. "The fight had started before we even got there. We broke it up, Milo was beatin' VJ ass."

"Watch your mouth, Mr. Reigns. Is that true, Mr. Fatu?" He asked with the phone to his ear.

Milo said nothing, he stared straight ahead. Opening and closing his fists.

"It's true," Eli answered loudly, "I ain't get nan lick in. Cuzzo ain't let us get a two piece, nothin. Straight dogged VJ ass."

"I was talking to that Mr. Fatu. Not you, Eli." Mr. Brown said dialing the first number. "And watch your mouth."

"I just got a question. Why they get 'Mr." and I'm just Eli. That's messed up, Mr. Brown. Thought we were better than that."

All three sets of parents pulled up at the same time. The men allowed their wives to go in front of them. Jimmy and Trinity were pissed, they didn't have time to deal with Eli and his attitude. Kandice and Roman were annoyed, Koda was always following up Eli. They were sure whatever happened could have been avoided. Apryl and Jey were upset that Eli no good ass couldn't stay his ass out of trouble therefore Milo couldn't stay his ass out of trouble. Simba was just happy to be out of the house and able to go to Milo's school. He skipped in between the group of parents. The secretary allowed them into the conference room where the principal had moved the boys. Jimmy and Trinity went straight to Eli, both of them slapping him in the back of his head.

"Yoooo," he sung out holding his had, "Yall wild. That wasn't even me! It was Creed over there."

Kandice twisted Koda's ear. "What did you do?"

"Me? Im the most innocent thing sittin' in here. Mike Tyson over there knocking people out and that one said hoes again. It's them Fatu boys, Mama. I'm an angel."

Roman smacked the back Koda's neck, glaring down at him.

"I'm just sayin', Pop."

"How about you don't say anything?" Roman warned.

Simba climbed into his brother's lap, the parents sat on either side of their children waiting for the principal to tell them what happen.

"Seems that you sons were involved in a fight with another boy. The boy is bruised up pretty bad, there's an ambulance on the way for him."

"Ambulance? What did y'all do?" Trinity asked glaring at her son. "Yall jumped that boy? For what?"

"What? No! We," Eli stressed pointing to himself and Koda, "didn't get nan lick in, Ma. Milo fought that boy."

"Stop lyin," Jimmy spat.

Mr. Brown cleared his throat. "If I may. Eli is telling the truth. I viewed the cameras, it was a one on one fight. Mr. Fatu fought the other boy. Eli and Mr. Reigns here we're trying to break it up. But Eli, you did, in fact, get a hit in. I saw that much. Mr. Reigns did also but it was after Mr. Fatu hit him on accident and Mr. Reigns assumed the other boy hit him though."

"See. Here we go with this Eli stuff. I wanna be 'Mr. Fatu', call fight night over there Milo."

"Shut your ass up, Elijan."

"Yes, Mama." Eli sat back in his chair pouting. Even when he wasn't in trouble, he was in trouble.

"So what you're saying is my son did this," Apryl asked with a smirk. "Can we see this footage? Cause I don't know if I believe that my goofy baby did that. Especially for the boy to need an ambulance."

Mr. Brown went to stand but Eli held his hand up making every adult in the room suck their teeth. "Koda got the video, Auntie. Shorty from first period sent it to him." Eli smirked.

"Why that lil heffa got your number?" Kandice whispered.

"Not the time, Kandi," Roman chastised, "Give me your phone, Koda."

Koda unlocked his phone and went to the message thread before handing the phone over. "Aight. Pops don't scroll left or right and as soon as the video is over look away."

Roman glared at his son as he snatched the phone out of his hands. The twins, Trinity and Apryl got up to get a closer look at the phone. They gasped and cussed to themselves as they watched the beat down Milo gave. Once the video was over, Apryl couldn't help but smile. She was proud. Patting her son on the back when she got back to her seat.

"I'm just still confused. My son is goofy as shit, he don't do stuff like that." Jey argued.

"I mean, he is my kid, Jey. I taught him something. Bedside that goofy shit he got from you."

"Look at his hands, Apryl. His knuckles are bruised and bleeding."

"That's cause he beat his ass, Jey."

Jey waved her off turning his attention back to the principal. "Why were they fighting?"

"Apparently the boy made some unsavory comments about both Mrs. Fatus and Mrs. Reigns. Mr. Fatu attempted to settle the issue verbally but the boy kept talking."

Trinity looked around her brother in law to Milo, a small smile on her face. "I appreciate you standing up for us, Lo. But you didn't have to do all that."

"We're grown, baby. Whatever he said doesn't matter, you know it wasn't true."

"With all due respect, Mama," Koda added. "VJ mouth is reckless. If it's anything like what he said to me and Eli the other day then ion blame Milo for gettin his ass."

"Yeah. Me and Koda got his ass though. He tried Milo cause he thought my boy wasn't bout shit." Eli shrugged. Trinity turned slowly to look at her son. She wanted to tell him to be quiet but she knew all he was trying to do was help.

"What did he say to y'all, Ko?" Roman asked now starting to calm his nerves.

Koda looked at his dad then at his mama and shook his head. "I can't say."

"Tell me, Koda."

"I'd like to, Pops but I can't repeat what he said. There's women in the room," He sighed, "One of which will beat me if I tried."

Every adult in the room then turned their attention to Eli, who sat playing with his fingers oblivious to their watching. Jimmy smacked his chest lightly gaining his attention. "What's up, Dad?"

"Tell us what he said to y'all."

"But there's women and a child in the room," he smirked.

"And your ass don't care any other time. Start talking, Elijan."

"Aight, aight. Don't hit me," he demanded pointing his finger at his mama. She pushed it away and told him to talk. "He asked me and Koda if we thought our Mamas would fuck him, course we said fuck no and he got all pissy. So then he was like Mama, Auntie A and TK got dick sucking lips so I punched his ass in the stomach. He kept talking shit though. He was like 'ima fuck ya mamas and be ya step daddy' or some stupid as shit like that so Koda slapped fire from his ass. He said something else so we caught him after school and beat his ass."

"Koda Makai," Kandice sneered pinching his arm.

"What, Mama? We wasn't letting nobody talk about y'all like that. Fuck we look like? I'm glad Milo beat VJ ass. He need to learn to keep his mouth shut."

"That's enough, Koda," Roman said squeezing his shoulder. Koda sucked his teeth and sat back in his chair.

"He lucky we wasn't there or it would've been worse," Eli added with a nod.

Apryl rubbed the side of Milo's face still wearing her proud smile. Simba laid against his brother's chest, playing with the buttons on Milo's shirt. "I'm proud of you for standing up for us, baby. But maybe next time you hold back a lil bit."

"Apryl," Kandice and Trinity called.

"What? I'm just saying. I'm not condoning fighting but it was for a good reason."

"Stop talkin, A." Apryl rolled her eyes at her husband, she went back to rubbing her baby's face. They didn't have to be proud of him, she was.

The principal stood to leave the room. "I'm gonna go get their paperwork. Mr. Reigns and Mr. Eli will be suspended for eight days per policy. Even though they were helping, it's against policy and they both threw punches." Their parents nodded, they understood. "And Mr. Fatu would be suspended for ten days as well as the other young man. They will not be able to play in the game this Friday, either."

As soon as the door closed behind the principal, Eli started laughing. "Ayyye. He gave me respect. I knew we were cool."

"You shut your ass up," Jimmy chastised. "You just happy you ain't in trouble this time."

"Damn right. We bout to enjoy these days," he laughed holding his hand out to Koda. Koda went to slap his cousin's hand but he could feel both parents staring holes in the sides of his head. "Come on TK and Unc. We ain't do shit this time. We not in trouble."

"Didn't your daddy tell you to hush?" Kandice asked sternly.

"He actually told me to shut my ass up, TK. There's a difference." Eli sassed then put his hands up to block the hits he knew was coming.

"Lo, you good? You hurt?"Jey asked examining his hands.

"No, he not hurt. My baby don't have a scratch on him. That's my baby."

"He's your baby but you ain't realized his ass ain't said shit the whole time we been here, Apryl."

Apryl's smile turned into a frown. She was so happy to hear Milo finally got into a fight and won that she didn't realize he was still upset. "What's wrong, baby?" She asked softly. Milo pushed away from the table, he sat Simba in his Mama's lap before getting up. Jey asked what was wrong but Milo ignored him, making a b line for the door. His father, uncles and cousins trying to stop him as his mama, brother and aunties watched in confusion. They held him back but that didn't stop him from trying to get out the door.

"Where you tryna go, son?" Jey asked now standing in front of Milo. "Where you goin, baby?"

"To get VJ. I wasn't finished."

"You got em, cuz. I'm sure his ass regret all the shit he been sayin." Eli assured patting his back.

The men held Milo back until he stopped fighting them and laid all his weight on his father. Jey held him tightly, whispering a few things to his first born. He kept talking until Milo's breathing became regular again. Apryl watched them starting to feel bad. She had no idea he was that upset. The principal came back in with their papers. He had questions but decided against asking and just gave their papers out letting them know they could leave. Jey held onto his son as they walked through the office in front of the rest of the family. They passed VJ on their way out, all of them shocked at the damage Milo had done. All of them except Simba. Simba wiggled out of his Mama's arms to run over to VJ. He screamed then started attacking the young man. "Don't touch my brodder! My brodder!" Apryl and Trinity pulled him off, trying not to laugh. Kandice got him from them, holding Simba tightly under her arm as he kicked and screamed out the office.

#bloodline family series #jey & apryl #jey uso #jimmy & trinity #jimmy uso #ro & kandice #roman reigns #parental paragraphs

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istheresomebodywhocanimagine · 5 years ago

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Hi! If you’re still doing them, may I please get a BoRhap/Queen ship? I’m a hetero girl, 26, 158 cm and chubby. I’m trying very hard to overcome my natural shyness and now I feel a lot more comfortable initiating conversations and talking in front of many people (I’m leading uni seminars actually). A huge perfectionist and even bigger nerd. Tomboyish. Don’t like PDA at all and am not a huge believer in true love. I’m a very caring, gentle, calm, kind and friendly person. I love books, films 💕💕

HELOOOOO

sorry im not active a lot yall ugh i’m working every day just so i can manage to pay rent hehe existing is hard

so, as an extension, this ship might be a little shorter than usual,, sad days :(

ships below the cut!

For BoRhap, I ship you with Gwilym Lee!

Gwilym is a complete sucker for soft babes like you! He loves your tomboyish ways and LOVES talking films with you. The height difference? No problem. He loves the fact that you’re so much smaller than him - it makes it easier to spoon ;))))

I’d imagine you and Gwilym would meet at a leadership convention - Gwilym is studying for a role, and you are studying for your seminar. You get paired together on the icebreaker activities and at first you’re both a bit shy - it’s hard to fuck up this bad in front of other people who are trying to be leaders. But on the final one, you really start to get comfortable with each other.

“I can’t believe we got the easiest exercise and we’re still managing to royally screw it up,” Gwilym laughed, glancing around the sidewalk just outside the convention center. You’d been tasked with going around and asking people on the sidewalk if they fit any of the traits listed on a piece of paper that you’d been provided. If they did, they had to sign it.

You were 10 minutes in to the 20 minute exercise - thus far, you’d only got about 2 signatures of the 15 you needed, and one of them was fraudulent.

“No joke,” you laughed, hopelessly staring down at the list for a moment before looking around at the dwindling crowd of people on the sidewalk. You’d hoped it would have been a bit more busy than this, but you’d already pestered these people that were lingering, and the others passed by without even so much as a glance. “Maybe this is a sign that we weren’t meant to be leaders.”

“Oh, don’t say that!” Gwilym replied cheerily, looking down at you with a smile and a glint in his eye. “This exercise is a load of rubbish anyways. I thought you were very leader-y when you convinced that man to sign the first line when he didn’t even like broccoli. You were very persuasive, if I do say so myself.” Giving you a impressed nod, he failed to fight back the growing smile at your amused hopelessness with the entire situation. He admired how you were able to give up when it was time and still laugh about it.

“Leader-y?” you asked teasingly, turning to glance up at him and laughing once before looking back out to the crowd again. He was an interesting sort, handsome and suave and seemingly so oblivious to those traits that he came off as a dorky, puppy dog type. “I don’t think that’s a word, Gwilym.”

“Oh? My mistake.” Crossing his arms, he kept watching you for a moment before a slow grin graced his lips, and you couldn’t help but gaze up at him curiously. Nodding out towards the street, he uncrossed his arms and held out one, offering it for you to take.

You looked at him in disbelief, raising an eyebrow as your eyes flitted between his arm and the boyish twinkle in his eyes. “What are you up to?”

“C’mon, they won’t miss us if we grab a drink down the road, will they? I’m not usually one to skip things like these, but you’re really lovely... and I don’t really want to face our group leader when we come back with an empty page.”

Pressing your lips into a tight line, you tried to consider the ramifications. This wasn’t a university-issued leadership convention, just one that you’d picked up on a whim, but what would you miss out on by skipping? Valuable knowledge and insight?

Gwilym looked like he had a ton of that. He also looked super attractive, and how do you say no to a super attractive Welsh man asking you to grab a drink with him? All while calling you lovely?

“Lovely, you say?” Taking his arm, you took a deep, shaky breath before smiling slightly and shooting him a mildly chastising look that was immediately negated by your growing smile, matched only by his sheepish grin. “Maybe we’ll find someone who is a Sox fan.”

As he led you towards the pub he knew nearby, he launched into an animated conversation about his friend, Joe, who was most definitely not a Sox fan and lived in NYC.

You met Joe. Gwilym was not joking when he said he was not a Sox fan.

In fact, around half a year later, you were in that same pub in London, a sports bar that had begrudgingly agreed to change one of the TVs to a Sox-Yankee game for Joe, who was seated to your left.

Gwilym, who was on your right, had brought you back to this bar once a month since you first ditched that convention. It was a cute little tradition that you enjoyed thoroughly - it reminded you of all the fun you’d had together since you met that giant of man all those months ago.

But your favorite moments weren’t here with him - they were in the privacy of your own homes, curled up together watching some obscure film you both wanted to watch, or reading a book that Gwil had brought home from filming.

“I saw it in this cute little bookstore just off of their main street, and I thought of you immediately!”

Those private moments were the ones you enjoyed the most. That was where you felt secure, his arms wrapped around you as you both chatted on and on about your opinions of the film, his thumb brushing over your knuckles or his finger tucking a piece of hair away from your face. The displays of affection were much more plentiful there.

Right now, he had his right hand resting around the pint of beer in front of him, his left hand resting on the bar right next to your right hand, keeping distance while still managing to be intimate.

He was one and the same - PDA was not his favorite (it was a bit too ‘flashy’, in his opinion), so you both settled for very minute shows of affection. Gwilym’s hand brushed yours for just a moment, a gentle reminder he was there, and you glanced over at him with a smile before turning your attention back to Joe, who was in the middle of talking about some film he was working on when the Sox got a runner batted in.

“Anyways, I have to fly back- No, son of a bitch!” Dropping his head onto the bar, Joe cursed under his breath before hitting his forehead against it a few times, looking mildly pained while Gwil laughed at his antics.

“Mate, they’re just tied. There’s 2 innings left, tons could happen between now and then.”

“Let me mourn!” Joe replied dramatically, giving Gwilym a withering look before returning his attention to the TV screen, forgetting all about his conversation with you. So, you turned to Gwilym, resting your head on your hand and giggling softly.

“I think he’s upset.”

“Just a bit,” Gwilym replied, pinching his fingers together for emphasis, and you giggled again, shaking your head.

“It’s fun having him here for our little monthly date.”

“Fun is the word you’re choosing?” he teased gently, turning just slightly so that his knee bumped up against yours before he started to turn back and forth in the rotating barstool, looking lost in thought. “There are about 100 other words I would use to describe Joe being here right now, but I guess fun is one of them.

“Oh, we’ll have plenty of time together when he goes back to his hotel later,” you chastised softly before leaning over to gently bump him with your shoulder, an affectionate action that made Gwilym grin even wider as he, too, started to watch the Sox game with Joe.

“Imagine what would happen if the Yankees lost.”

Joe interjected immediately.

“I can hear you, you know!”

“Oops.

And for Queen, I ship you with Roger Taylor!

Hear me out!

Roger would be in your uni seminar. You’d be a tad bit older than him, a trait he found attractive. Older women were harder for him to flirt with - they were so secure in themselves that they didn’t quite fall for his boyish charms like younger women did.

At first, he really would just try to send subtle flirtations your way when you were helping lead the seminar classes. A wink, a smile, maybe a note on an activity you had to grade.

“Name: Roger M Taylor. Date: absolutely, when and where? :)”

But your immunity to his work began to intrigue him. And he began to notice things about you that he enjoyed. You had a vast knowledge of films, including one of his recent watches, The Producers. When you mentioned it in class, he was troubled by your distaste for it.

In fact, he was so troubled by it that he showed up at your dorm later that night.

He knew you were an RA on another floor in the building, and he made a point of coming down to your door to challenge your point of view on the movie.

You were shocked to see one of your uni seminar students there, a freshman who you’d constantly shot down standing there in striped shirt and some jeans that honestly looked like they’d been slept in. Knowing his proclivity for occasional naps in class, though, you figured it extended outside of the classroom too.

“Why don’t you like The Producers?” he immediately asked, giving you no time to even greet him as you gazed at him, dumbfounded, from inside your dorm room.

He had a VHS copy of the movie in his hand, and he was waiting patiently for an answer, his long, dark hair mussy and falling around his face haphazardly as he shamelessly stared you down.

“Um, I- Hello, Roger?” you answered, though it came out as more of a question while you stepped outside of the door, letting it close behind you so he couldn’t see the mess you currently had folding laundry.

“Hi, Y/N. Why don’t you like The Producers?” he repeated, clearly not giving up.

“Well, it objectifies women,” you started, and Roger listened intently as you launched into a mini-tirade on the film’s casual homophobia and clear mistreatment of women. When you finally finished, Roger held up the copy and raised an eyebrow.

“Those are all good points. Can I tell you why I like it now?”

And he gave a multi-bullet speech on why he appreciated the film for its original content, non-reliance on shock value, and genius dialogue, which ended in the both of you going to watch it in your dorm so he could point out his favorite parts and you could simultaneously expose the flaws.

Later that night, you were left with a new appreciation for the genius of Mel Brooks, and Roger left with a better understanding of what could have been better. And he also left with your number, which he called frequently in the coming weeks, his words becoming increasingly affectionate.

He went from greeting you as “Ms. Y/N” to “Lovie,” and you found that you didn’t mind the pet name. One thing you did put a ban on was PDA, and he was totally okay with that as long as he had his phone calls with you that probably racked up quite a bill but really didn’t bother either of you.

When the semester was drawing to a wintery close, you found yourself on another late night phone call with him when he sprung an interesting proposition on you.

“Come back to Cornwall with me. Just for a couple days.”

“What?” you asked incredulously, surprised that he was that comfortable with you now. Sure, you’d went on a few dates and had met each other’s friends, but meeting his family? That was a big step. That was a girlfriend thing.

“I’m serious! I want you to meet my parents.”

You considered his words for a moment, finally dismissing it as just crazy talk. “Rog, I think you’re tired. We can talk about this after class tomorrow.”

“No, please hear me out-”

“Good night, Rog,” you cut in, Roger making an annoyed noise before sighing and reciprocating.

“Good night, lovie.”

And you hung up, thinking that was the end of it, but then you heard a knock on your door about 30 minutes later, just as you were about to fall asleep.

Opening the door with a sleepy effort, you came face to face with Roger, who immediately made his way in and sat down in your desk chair, swiveling around to face you.

“Please come to Cornwall.”

You were still half-asleep, confused, and rubbed your eyes in disbelief. Were you dreaming?

The sound of the door jolted you awake a bit more, and you realized you were wide awake as you walked towards your bed, leaning against it and stifling a yawn. “Did you have to ask me this when I look like a sleepy mess?”

Roger was quiet for a moment, then he grinned. “Yes.”

You shot him a nasty look before hoisting yourself up to sit on the lifted dorm bed, slouching over a bit as you rubbed your face. Then, you sat up, leaning back a bit on your hands, and Roger came to stand in front of you, resting a hand on either side of your legs.

“Please? I want my parents to meet my lovely girl.”

“Girl? As in girlfriend?” you asked, in shock as you raised an eyebrow at the audacity. He’d never asked, and you’d never pushed. Shame overtook his face as he smiled sheepishly at you, shrugging a bit as he looked down nervously.

“I just kind of assumed... It felt right. Will you? Be my girlfriend, I mean?”

Pursing your lips for a moment, you considered kicking him out. But the puppy dog eyes were relentless, and you couldn’t stay mad at him as you wrapped your arms around him, leaning forward and sighing.

“Of course. As long as you promise not to tell professor. I might get in a little bit of trouble.”

“Oh, I’m telling her tomorrow. In fact, maybe I should call her right now!”

“Roger!”

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ancient-depressed-druid · 6 years ago

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Tyrus Week, Day One (Crush): Girls/Girls/Boys And Whatever More You Like

please read the whole thing, this is more about establishing TJ as a character and human being than just your average tyrus fluff since this is the part one of seven works set on the same timeline

Shit shit shit, fuck, fuck, shit TJ thought as he ran through the halls of Jefferson middle as if he had an angry mob behind him. His head filled with worry for all the suicide drills the coach was surely making his teammates run thanks to his lateness, he then groaned thinking about the complains he was to hear in the locker room after the practice, he felt like a shit of a captain, and all of that together will buffy leaving the team thanks to him.

Arriving at the gym, already wearing his basketball uniform, the boy quickly marched to the coach and his assistant, both looking at the team running back and front in the court.

“Ah, kippen,” the coach said not even looking to Tj before he kept talking “you see, I thought you wanted to keep being team captain, but your actions don’t really show it… damned moment Slayer went away”.

Tj’s face contracted a little, but he swallowed his rude answer, Cyrus was trying to make him act a little better, instead, he only stood in front of the two men and pleaded “I'm so so sorry coach. My uncle was involved in a minor car accident and I got so worried I ran home without thinking and forgot about the practice. I'm so sorry,” tj gestured his hands to the court, were his teammates still ran those suicide laps please don’t take it out on them, they are not the one to blame, I am.”

The coach looked thoughtful before loudly blowing the whistle around his neck, the noise immediately stopping on their tracks and looking at the man. “alright boys, I'm sorry for making you run those laps, Kippen explained to me that he got a family emergency and couldn’t warn any of us” some of the boys groaned “anyways, you all can get your little revenge by separating into two teams and giving your best so that our game next Friday will be an absolute win, best team today doesn’t have to make three more laps after the game.” he blew the whistle again.

As Tj was turning to the court he added “seems like your actions do show you’re captain material,” the older man smirked a little “I'm gonna miss you next year, kippen. You’re one of the good ones.”Tj smiled widely and ran to the court, ready to play

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“YO KIPPEN!” Jack, one of the older boys o the team screamed after all of the boys had already taken their showers, screamed, attracting to himself the attention of the whole team “What really got you late, ay? Was it a girl?” after Tj’s silent answer ( his middle finger held at the other boy’s direction) he kept going “I betcha it was that redhead chick from science class that always asks you for help…”

“Uhhhhhhhhh” a collective chorus was heard throughout the locker room, followed by the laughs of most of his mates.

“No, I betcha twas that blond chick from 7th grade, girl has a crush on him for months” another one chimed in, opening a cue to others to give their opinions too.

“Does she have a big chunk of tities?!”

“Nah, look at him, he's an ass man if I’ve ever seen one!”

“Guys, guys,” Tj tried to calm down the other players “I'm not dating anyone, stop that. And what does my personal life matters to you all so much?” he attempted to divert the conversation.

“Ohh yall see that? No chick puts him on a leash, he’s messing around with more than one girl. Leave some for us too.”

“YO Kippen is a playah!!” another boy joked.“Could you guys just shut up?!” the scream was heard all throughout the room, the whole team turned to see the origin of it.

Daniel Johnson, their most recent point guard since Slayer went away, was ready to explode. Hands held back by his sides in fists, back straight as a broomstick, head hung low and whole body shaking. He looked nothing like the friendly outgoing tall black kid most people knew him for.

“What’s the problem Dano?” one of the boys asked him

“The problem is that I'm tired,” Johnson stated in a firm voice, loud enough for the whole silent room to hear “I'm tired of this, not just the objectification of girls, but this whole shit.” he was looking at them in the eyes now “my problem is that everyone just assumes other peoples sexuality.” Daniel’s hands were pressed against his temples for a second “MY PROBLEM IS THAT EVERYONE IS STRAIGHT UNTIL PROVEN NOT THANKS TO THIS BULLSHIT HETERONORMATIVITY!” the boy breathed deeply in the astonished silence of his team companions “I mean,” he tried to recover a little bit of control over his emotions “we only see him around slayers best friend, other than the team and his cousin”. The team kept silence for a little while before Tj broke it

“Johnson,” tj called him with the gentlest tone he could muster, a hand lightly resting on the shaking boy’s shoulder, he was almost as tall as Tj, but at that moment he looked smaller than all of them, as if he was trying to disappear from there all together “not to say everything you just said is not truth, I mean, you sure got a point on that, but,”

Tj hesitated a little, seeing the boy’s eyes fill with tears of fear, he stole a quick look at his teammates, almost all of them as worried for the boy as him. “ but, do you have something you want to tell us? If you do, I think most of us will be here for you, and if you don’t, if you're not ready to talk about it that’s alright, we’re just gonna forget it all happened and move on…”

“You think is that easy?!” his voice broke, hand smacking Tj’s own out of his shoulder “Fuck you! You have no idea what is like to be me. Is already hard enough to be a black kid in America this days, and to be a GAY black kid?” his entire body was shaking with the impact of his own words “my parents go to church every Sunday, they say people like me are abominations, and you want to tell me that everything is gonna be okay?!”

At this moment Daniel started to really cry, and in the middle of his sobs, his legs gave out a little. Tj and two other players took him to the nearest bench and sat him down, another one brought out a water bottle for the panicking boy.

“Daniel, Danny boy” Justin, one of Daniel's closest friends inside the team squatted at Daniel’s feet and held both of his hands in an attempt to make eye contact his voice was as soft as silk as he talked with the other boy. “take real deep breaths and repeat with me Danny boy, one, twenty-two, six, eight, one thousand and nine, zero…”

Daniel repeated out loud the out of order numbers for a couple of minutes, Justin seemed to have some kind of practice at this, cause his voice never altered itself, nor did he stopped coaching Daniel’s actions until he was sure the boy was not going to have a panic attack again for the time being.

“dude” one of the boys that were farthest from the whole issue started with a disgusted voice “don’t be too close, he may give you the gays. Or he may try to fondle you !”

Before any of the other boys could do anything, Tj had grabbed the boy – Kyle Jones – by the front of his shirt and was holding him against the wall, fist prepared to hit its target and his own furious face inches apart from the younger boy frightened one.

“what did you say, you piece of sh…”

“that’s enough kippen!” the coach's voice was heard behind Tj, the blond boy hesitantly let go of the younger kid, but still didn’t fall back, face still menacingly close to the lanky boy, that was almost pissing himself of fear“ As much as I’d love to let you smash his face inside out, I can't bear to lose two players on the same day”

And with that, Tj stepped back and looked at the older man, a smirk on his face that paired with the one on the wrinkled face before him. “but, but” Jones stammered in indignation “no buts, you little homophobic devil.” the coach said, voice sharp. He grabbed the kid by the ear and pulled him in front of him, facing the whole team he stated

“This is no place for prejudicial people. if you want to act like that you’re out of the team, for good! Now move, we’re gonna have a long talk with the principal and your parents, you'll be lucky if you get out with just a suspension, and right before your finals.” Both man and child walked out of the locker room.

“By the way, congrats miller, you’re not on the bench anymore”

After all that chaos, Tj and a few other boys from the team went out with Justin and Daniel to grab some food and talk a little. Tj had just got back home from The Spoon (his cousin discount was very useful at times) when he started thinking about Daniel's words, about how people really judged one another as straight until proven wrong.

Tj was glad for his mom and dad being at work (mom was a pediatrician and dad an architect and both worked late on Fridays to be able to spend most of the weekend focused on Tj ) otherwise he would have to explain to them why the sudden the sudden hunger strike even after arriving from a restaurant as he mindlessly opened the fridge and took out enough food to feed three people.

Thank the universe he practiced basketball frequently or he would be most certainly morbidly obese right now. As he stuffed his face with delicious food, the blond player started to recall his own crushes since he was little:

The first he could remember was Megan Cruz, a girl from his fourth-grade class that always wore pink and had blonde pigtails Tj earned to pull from the first day he saw her, and the first lesson tj learned about crushes on his life came just after he gave in to his childish desires and pulled said pigtails: be nice to your crush, otherwise they won't like you back.

The next one was a crush Tj didn’t even consider a crush until now, his fifth-grade classmate and almost best friend Freddie Wilson, a redhead freckled boy that always carried around a small camera to take pictures of things he found nice. Thinking now, Tj probably confused his feelings for friendship and never acted on them, happy to only be by the lanky boy’s side day by day, that is, until the boy’s father got a job at another state and they had to move away.

The following crush was on another girl, or Tj thought it was at first since Riley dressed in purple and wore skirts, that’s what girls did, right? And that was Tj’s first encounter with non-binary people, Riley didn’t like to be called a boy or a girl, they used both “boy” and “girl” clothes and had “boy” and “girl” toys. Tj attributed his crush to the androgynous appearance of Riley, however, the crush didn’t fade after discovering Riley was not a boy or a girl, it only vanished after the end of his sixth grade.

The last one of his crushes was Chloe Summers, a girl he met on a basketball summer camp at the beginning of seventh grade and his first and only relationship so far, she’s one year older than him but really shorter and smiled all the time. They dated for almost half a year after the eight-week camp and are to this time long-distance friends since she lived in LA and him in Shadyside. They both decided to be better of as friends after she started crushing on her best friend, Jordan, a relationship Tj fully supported and even got to know him on one of their monthly Skype sessions.

So that was it, two girls, one boy, and a non-binary person were all of TJ’s crushes till the present moment. What did it mean? He asked himself. That was the moment he realized he’s done eating his food since there was nothing more to eat without having to cook something from scratch. He was glad Friday was pizza day at his house…

Tj spent most of the night browsing on the internet in search for answers to his questions, but it wasn’t until Saturday morning he found his answer: he identified the most with the term pansexual. A person attracted to people not limited to biological sex, gender or gender identity, Google described what he pretty much felt.

He also got a little more interested on human rights and representation on the media, so much that he ended up discovering some celebrities that recently came out as pansexual, such as Janelle Monáe, Sia, and Brendon Urie, and got really into the Marvel character Deadpool, who also identifies as pansexual. Even though he had such examples, he knew most people wouldn’t know what pansexuality was (he himself didn’t know until hours before) since the majority of the population didn’t even believe bisexuality to be valid.

Johnson sure was right about heteronormativity societies. He was debating with himself what to do, should he come out now, he wasn’t afraid of people like Jones, but he sure was terrified of rejection from his parents and friends now that he didn’t just have dyscalculia, but also was not straight.

At least I don’t have a crush to worry about on top of all of that he thought to himself, but at that moment his phone beamed with a notification sound, he had a new message from Cyrus, and audio nonetheless. Tj pressed play to find out what his best friend could possibly want that early on a Saturday afternoon.

“Tj, sorry to bother you, but I just now got time to answer the question you sent yesterday about me going to the game…” Cyrus' voice sounded on TJs room, he sounded as if he was restraining himself from apologizing for hours. Tj felt his stomach sink in his belly at the thought of Cyrus not going to his last game on Jefferson middle.

“…and even though andi thinks I shouldn’t go after how you acted with Buffy, I’d be delighted to watch you play for our school for the last time.” there was a giggle at the younger boy’s voice that made Tj smile “so, see you at school on Monday? I know how your parents like to spend time with you whenever they can, so I'm not gonna bother you anymore for the time being” and that’s the end of the voice message.

Cyrus is going to my game Tj thought as he felt the small smile already present on his face widen into one that could only be described as a dumb smile, his palms were sweaty and his stomach now felt like it was full of those damn butterflies of the movies amber made him watch when they were little.

Remembering all the moments he shared with Cyrus up until now, he came to the conclusion that wasn’t the first time he felt like that at the presence, or mere mention of the boy. That cute dorky beautiful boy he would do anything to protect from the world around them, especially if it meant he’d have the chance to cradle his smaller, more delicate body into his arms, smell his amazing lavender and pine scent and maybe kiss those big oh so kissable lips and…

Fuck, not now, not this. He cursed himself inside his head. Not only had he realized his sexuality, he also realized his most recent crush, the only boy he sure would never have a chance with, even if he was not straight (what Tj was only 40% sure he wasn’t, thanks to his abundant talk about iris, his last girlfriend and how he would probably ruin any other relationship he’d have in the far future by embarrassing himself in front of them just like he did in front of the older girl whenever the subject of relationships came along) thanks to him being too friendly and straight up bullying said boy’s best friend.

Ughhh! I put myself into the friendzone and ended up with every chance I could have thanks to what I did to Slayer, I AM retarded after all. He damned himself for not realizing his feelings before when he maybe got a chance. He just hoped this would be a small, irrelevant crush that he could get over in no time, if not, he was sure it was going to hurt, but he would keep being Cyrus’ friend above all.

hope you guys like it see you tomorrow

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shirotanis · 7 years ago

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ok so i was looking forward to doing this and i’m glad it is done eventually ! to make long words short, i recently hit a great follower goal and the number keeps increasing and i’m ??? bc its weird but i’m thankful to everyone following me nonetheless💕💕💕 i’ve had this blog for a month and something but i’ve met a lot of wonderful people whom i grew to love and care for!!!!! some i havent interacted as much as others but i hope to get to know you all in the near future 💖💖💖

if your url is bold go take a look at the very end where it says ‘read more’ bc there’s a few words for you 💖💕💞💓💖💓💞💓

also i’m pretty sure i have more mutuals but they are sideblogs and idk whats their main to check if they follow me or not but pls know that i didnt forget or that i didnt want to include you!!!!

@4fnc // @4zammy

a-g:

@cryogonal-jonghyun // @daypjh // @dojooned // @dojooon // @dowoonhtml // @from-roses-to-dojoon //

h-j:

@howcaniwait // @ijustcantlie // @iwooseong // @jaeheyong //

k-r:

@lipstick-chathao // @mirinae-x // @rxsewoosung

s-z:

@saekkisongarak // @sangdoldol // @savageday6 // @shelovesjinyoung // @smolpil // @softwoonie // @tasteless-ratatouille // @tennisanon // @thedarksideofthewoon // @thedaysix // @ttherose // @theroseofficial // @wattela // @wonpixel // @woosung-is-my-aesthetic // @woosungs-blackrose // @woosammv // @younghyuuns // @youngks-smile

@4fnc: oK GIA MY LOVE!!!!! i have sO much to say about you my best absolute perfect !!!! ok first of all we’ve been friends for like, 3 years??? this is the longest friendship i’ve had and it started out so weird like? i was a bts blog and you were an exo blog aND THEN I BECAME AN EXO BLOG AND YOU BECAME A BTS BLOG but over the years, we grew to stan other groups, i parkoured more than you and i admit ;;;;;; ok but i still remember your most legendary post “my mom bought me cock heck yea - wAIT NO I MEANT COKE NOT COCK WHY WOULD MY MOM BUY ME COCK” and i’ll never let it die. you are such a beautiful person inside out i would have never thought i deserve you but !!! we’ve been together for so long and i hope we meet someday bc honestly? i wanna h*g you so much its a lil gross but,,, you mean so much to me honestly ok i’ll stop now i didnt even say everything i wanted to but i’ll keep that for another time ;)) i love our late night conversations about ??? whatever from memes to long appreciation hours about our faves to personal stuff its just so exhilarating to talk to you ily always gia 💞💞💞💞

@daypjh: oh oh oh my heart is turning into a puddle of joeliness rn thats how soft i am for you :(((((( honestly we have been talking for a few days but i feel like we’ve been friends for years??? when we started talking i was taken aback bc 1) shIT jo noticed me ok gotta act cool 2) it was So comfortable and So smooth and i had so much fun my fist conversations with people tend to be a little awkward and i’m always anxious but with you ??? i was so chill for some reason!!!! also you are the purest jae stan? the softest of them all and i know how much he means to you but you are a lil ho for the rest of day6 too i’m laughing you go all out with your trashiness;; i would have never thought i’d find someone with whom i share so many interests but here we are!! i’m so happy we started talking because i realised i was missing out on some gr8 stuff 👌👌 you are so funny our conversations never fail to make me smile whenever i feel down…i still wanna get to know you more tho but on another note i hope you stay happy !!!!! you deserve everything good i love you pls remember💓💞💓

@howcaniwait: my fave charcoal 💞 i know we havent interacted that much but i consider you a friend, more than a mutual. you are so cute and funny too also youre so talented when it come to photography like ?? pure goals not even exaggerating!!! you love bri and sammy so much it makes my heart jump a lil :’’’) you also helped me with that friend issue when you didnt have to and i’m still thankful bc it helped me~ btw the way you interact with every single follower of yours is such goals yall like family asdjgldhs cute ;-; lets get to know each other more soon💖💖💖

also a meme that is a very relative

@ijustcantlie: alice!!!!!!!! one of my fave blackroses 💓💓 i don’t have a lot to say about you bc i don’t know you well yet bUt i want to!!!! anyways your edits are so great they always leave me speechless i wish i had them skills tbh :

@rxsewoosung: hello dora 💕💕💕 in actuallity, he have exchanged a few asks only and thats about it but (though i wish we talk more one day)!!! you are so cute tbh i havent seen you around in a while but that’s bc the rose is kind of dead atm but as i was stalking your blog i realised how adorable you are!!!!you love the boys dearly and i cannot express how happy that makes me also you say i’m your fave woosung stan and that my blog contains a+++ content but same goes for you ;) woosung would be so happy to know such a nice person likes him so much plus your gifs are most pretty in my opinion i aspire to be like you💕

@thedaysix: MY FAVE DAY6 BLOG HANDS DOWN!!!! bethany ily so much not to be that person but i would have never thought YOU out of ALL day6 blogs would follow me i probably cried a lil on the inside when i saw you had followed me and liked some of my stuff as well askflghlsd ok so basically i have said it before i think but i love and appreciate you so much ik i’m repeating myself lol but you are one of the funniest ppl i follow and your tags are the cutest shit they make me xtra soft 😭😭😭 btw callie is the cutest cat i wish i could cuddle the floof sighs 💓💓

@ttherose: The Blackrose Mom aka Olivia 💞💞💞 I can’t express my appreciation enough tbh ??? without you i doubt we’d exist on tumblr and i’m not even joking!!! i used to be intimidated by you because you are the mvp of the fandom but talking to you in the group chat i???wow you are so interesting and hilarious plus i love how you ALWAYS do your best to update us with everything the rose related and make memes at the same time i’m laughing thats the definition of dedication so i wanna say a big thank you for your hard work bc other fandoms lack what we have (a mom; i mean you) 💞

@woosung-is-my-aesthetic: OH HI FAKE SNAKE JANA oops i mean uuugggh lettuce :))) tbh i thought you were one of those chill stans when i followed you but karma is a bitch i guess bc you are pretty wildt and i like em wildt ;)))) oK I THINK you are one of the most precious ppl i wanna protect with all my heart :(( i love every single meme you send and everything you say is hilarious in one way or another also ??? you are a little trashy prince for shinee and you know i love that about you plus i appreciate the mysme dose on my dash thanks to you my trashy ass wants to download the game for the 4th time :/ one thing i love about you is the mom mode you always like “whO DO I NEED TO FIGHT WHO HURT YOU MY CHILDREN” and that makes my heart blast into outer space and make a colony on mars askflghslahs i’m 2 soft 4 you always thanks for all the help i appreciate it, really!!! and no matter what you do or say i’ll never consider you ‘dark’ you are a lil kitty in need of affection uwu 💖💖 and i’ll only eat pineapple pizza for you but i know i’ll regret it :

@woosammv: 🗣️🗣️🗣️ THE CUTEST BROSE 🗣️🗣️🗣️ julia…you is that one person who is above the rest… like all the other normies are trash for the rose but you are the landfill and that makes you special aslgjhhlshaldhs ok but honestly you are such a great person, always making flawless gifs and keeping the fandom well fed sadly i dont have a lot to say bc we havent really talked but i hope we do soon but just so you know, ily and your blog 💕💕💕

#if i didnt write anything special for you @ the end pls know that its bc i dont know you at all but i appreciate your presence on my dash #and i would love to talk to you but *dowoon voice* i'm shy #personal #mutuals💕#appreciation post

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pinkforyoongi · 7 years ago

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Dream Team | Taehyung | part 2

Taehyung (V) x female reader, Mafia au (slight J-hope x reader)

angst, humor?

Warnings: it’s mafia so violence, blood, death, cussing, everything you’d expect from a mafia au

Word count: 6081

Summary: you audition for the Bangtan gang and the rest is history

part 1

the club door is open yet again

as your heads snap to look who it is

it’s Hoseok and he looks like he just ran miles

“it’s the boss. He’s been shot.”

and yall don’t hesitate to run after him bc wtf

this is Mr. Kim we’re talking about here after all

…

the whole gang met up at the crime scene

mr. Kim had been driving and people had started to shoot (enemies, you suspected) based on the bullet holes on the cars rear window

he had then hit the brakes based on the tire marks on the asphalt, exited the car and tried to fire back

the police had already arrived on the scene, but before they did, seokjin had searched the area for clues of what might have happened

he had discovered the bullet that had killed mr. Kim was from a sniper rifle, although he had had handgun bullets on his arms and shoulder

it was an ambush no one was prepared for, and now the big boss of the gang was dead

everyone was shocked to say the least, some people even shedding tears

you had seen Namjoon, the boss’ son

even though he was calm, you could see the hurt in him, you even witnessed a single tear rolling down his cheek, but knew he had to keep himself collected

after all, he was now to be the gangs leader, he knew a day would come when he would step into his fathers shoes

but no one was expecting it this soon

…

for a while, everyone laid low

no one was sent on missions for safety reasons and the members were mourning

a few meetings took place, mostly discussing the boss’ funeral and future plans including Namjoon as the new leader

and soon it was time for the funeral itself

the whole gang and the boss’ family were there to pay their final respects

you didn’t know the boss well, but you knew he was a good man despite being a leader of a dangerous gang

the man was simply doing what he had to survive in such world, he was not cruel nor mean, but rather rational

you respected him the same as you did all the other members of the gang

and now you knew and trusted Namjoon to be an even better leader to the Bangtan clan

…

soon the meeting where Namjoon was officially declared new leader took place

no one had yet figured out who the attacker was, but you were assured there were people working on it

thankfully whoever they were, had not attacked for a second time

at least not yet

so one night you were sitting at your apartment just having a very chill evening watching movies cuddled in a blanket

you were wearing your pajamas and your hair was up in a messy bun

lazy™

when all of a sudden you heard noises coming from the direction of your front door

you turned to look and witnessed someone on the other side try to open the door quietly but fail due to the handle squeaking

you stared at it intently, knowing your door is locked, waiting to see if the person will leave or try anything

once you started hearing small rattling, almost as if someone trying to break in, you quickly jumped up and over the couch, throwing your blanket away and grabbing your emergency handgun from under a fake plant

you quietly loaded your gun, pointing it at the door as you sneaked closer to it

you positioned yourself against a wall right next to the door, ready to attack when the person would get in

and just then they managed to pick your lock and they opened the door

you jumped in front of them, pointing your gun between their eyes

the person in question slightly jumped, obviously not expecting you to attack

as your brain registered who it was, you dropped your gun with a sigh and a roll of your eyes

“jesus i almost shot you”

“jesus? i think you’re mistaken babe”

taehyung winked and smirked at you

“shut up why did you pick my lock?”

“so do you want me to shut up or answer your question?”

“do you want me to shoot you or shoot you?”

“fINE, i picked it because it was locked??”

“you know you could have just knocked like normal people”

“i’m in a gang, we need to pick locks and this was the perfect opportunity to practice my skills”

“exactly, we’re in a gang, which means if i hear someone picking my lock i’m going to shoot them”

taehyung grinned at your statement like you were joking what a binch –

“your lock is shitty anyways i got it open with a bobby pin you left at my place. you should get a better one. it was too easy”

he spoke and walked right past you into your apartment like he owned it

“right, come in. make yourself at home :)” sarcasm

he plopped himself on your couch and you placed your handgun back to it’s hiding place

“since we now know your lock isn’t exactly keeping you safe, maybe you should sleep over at my apartment”

“don’t you have the same kind of lock as i do?”

“yes, but instead of the lock, i will be keeping you safe”

you rolled your eyes but inside your head you were s c r e a m i n g

you sat down next to him and pulled your blanket over yourself once again

“i heard namjoon will be sending people on missions soon”

you turned to look at him with your eyebrows raised

“you heard?”

“yeah i kinda miss going on missions as bad as that sounds”

“how so?”

“bc i get to do it with you”

he smiled warmly and sincerely at you and you could feel heat spreading on your cheeks

“yeah we are a pretty bomb team”

…

so you did end up sleeping over at taes apartment bc of “safety issues”

you two definitely didn’t take advantage of the situation and used it as an excuse

first you volunteered to just sleep on his couch

but he just kept insisting you weren’t safe if you slept so far away from him

so he grabbed your hand and brought you to his bed where he laid down, then patted the spot next to him

you of course obliged and laid down next to him

taehyung pulled the covers over you both and instantly made you the small spoon as he cuddled you close

“are you comfortable?” he asked after a moment of silence

“very”

and that night you both fell asleep with warm smiles on your faces

…

a few days after you had gotten yourself a new lock and was sleeping in your own apartment again

although you wouldn’t have minded sleeping at his place more, namjoon had insisted you get a new lock to keep all your belongings safe too

so you were chilling again, watching a movie in your pyjamas since that was all you did everyday bc there were no missions etc

and you were about to fall asleep when you started hearing loud noises coming from next door

“what the fyck is he doing now” you thought

soon you got pissed as the banging didn’t stop so you groaned and dragged your tired ass to his door

you knocked rather aggressively and waited for him to open

as he opened the door you didn’t spare a second of your time to greet him you just wanted to have him go fuck himself and you drift off to sleep on your couch

“hey fucker, can you-”

“we need like a secret knocking code”

you stopped on your sentence as he interrupted you

“a what?”

“a secret knocking code so we know it’s us”

“why would we need that?”

“well..”

taehyung moved his body a little so his hand that was hiding behind the door was visible

he had a gun

“you thought i was an enemy?”

“wELL YES IT’S 3 AM ANd yoU CAME banGING ON MY DOOR liKE A PSYCHOPATH oF COURse i THOUGHT YOU WERE AN ENEMY”

“RIGHT it’s 3 am why the fuck are you-”

“so now that we have both almost shot each other we need a secret knocking and i actually have an idea”

he proceeded to knock on his own door

“watch closely”

“two fast knocks, one knock and two fast knocks again?”

“greAT remember that and use it the next time or i might just accidentally shoot you”

and on that note he shut the door on your face

you completely gave up on that boy

you just crawled back into your apartment, but luckily no more banging could be heard so mission accomplished?

anyways

the very next day taehyung was letting himself sleep in

i mean no one was going to bother him and he had nothing better to do so why not?

but his dreams were crushed quite literally when he heard you knock the secret knocking code on his door

he was annoyed you were disturbing his beauty sleep but couldn’t help from grinning bc your stubborn ass actually used the code

so he gets up, not bothering to change from his boxers and t shirt and goes to open the door

“what could you possibly want whe-”

dun dun duuuun it’s not actually you

he didn’t have the chance to finish his sentence bc as soon as he opened the door someone hit him in the face and knocked him out

meanwHILE

you were in your kitchen, a frying pan laid out in front of you and a cooking book in your left hand, a spatula in your right hand

you had never been so confused and scared in your life

you were reading the book and basically sweating

who would have thought that the fearless badass gang girl (Y/N) would be so scared… of a frying pan

as you read the recipe your brain started to hurt and you got frustrated

and you were like:

“i didn’t know cooking was this difficult????”

“what’s a spatula??? oh right it’s this thing on my hand got it”

then like a call from the heavens someone knocked on your door

you know it wasn’t not taehyung since they didn’t use the secret knocking code smh

and since it was midday why would it be an enemy ami rite hAHAHA why would an enemy come in broad daylight???

*cough*

a n y w a y s

you opened the door to find Hoseok standing there with a wide smile on his face

“hi! haven’t seen you in a while so i thought i’d come say hi- oh are you cooking? can i help?”

“well i’m trying but i’m rather inexperienced ha ha” *nervous laughter*

“oh! well i’m pretty good at cooking, seems like this is your lucky day!”

you happily let him inside your apartment and let him help you with your cookings

turned out Hoseok was a pro in the kitchen

well at least compared to you

he basically did all the work he just let you cut a few vegetables

in fact you needed help with that too

you were struggling cutting onions (like namjoon in weekly idol omg poor baby)

and hoseok happened to notice

“here, like this”

he came in from behind you, placing his hands on top of yours

he helped you cut the onions with ease

“see? it’s easy once you know the right technique”

hoseok let go of your hands but stayd put right behind you, watching over

once he was sure you could handle yourself he chuckled and wnet back to the frying pan

“i knew you struggled with melee weapons, but a kitchen knife?”

“hey not fair! you’re like a melee pro”

“maybe i should teach you? i mean your close combat has improved ever since taehyung started giving you private lessons sooo”

you couldn’t help but smile at the mention of taehyung

“yeah, i’d like that.”

just then you realized you hadn’t heard from him all day, when usually he was either being a loud ass neighbor, hanging at your apartment or you at his, or at least texting you

“talking about taehyung, have you seen him today?”

“no, haven’t seen since yesterday”

“huh”

“he’s probably sleeping in. he was talking about how tired he was yesterday”

“yeah, you’re right”

so you shrugged it off and focused back on cutting onions

it’s only a few minutes later, when you heard another knock on your door

still no secret knocking code

you opened the door to find seokjin

“hi, seokjin” you bowed at him

“hey, have you seen your partner? have you seen taehyung?”

“actually no, why?”

“no one can seem to reach him and his door is locked. thought he was here”

“that’s weird. did you try and call for him from the door? he’s a light sleeper usually”

you got a feeling that something isn’t right

your gut was basically screaming taehyung is not alright

hoseok appeared at your door too, curious as to what it’s all about

“i did. i banged really loud too. no answer”

you turned to look at hoseok, worry in your eyes

he matched your expression

“i’m going to try and break in” seokjin announced

you and hoseok followed him to taehyungs door

seokjin searched through his pockets, obviously trying to find something to pick the lock with

your hand flew to your hair where you quickly found a bobby pin

“here, it should be easy enough” you said as you handed the pin over to him

“thanks”

and like you had said, seokjin picked the lock in record time, opening the door for you

“taehyung?” he called out

as no one replied, he quickly drew out his gun and pointed it inside the apartment

he carefully walked forward, searching around the apartment as you and hoseok tailed right behind him

as jin had advanced far enough into the apartment, you quickly ran to taehyungs drawer and opened it to draw out his “secret” handgun

not so secret since you knew about it aNYWAYS

you joined seokjin in going through the rooms in his apartment, until it became clear it was empty

“where could he have gone? no one at front desk saw him leave”

you took in seokjins words and thought for a moment

“maybe he didn’t. not voluntarily” you guessed as you ran into his bedroom

the two boys followed suit behind you as you kneeled in front of taehyungs bed and started to rummage around under the mattress

“what are you doing?” hoseok asked

“i’m trying to find his pocket knife. he never leaves anywhere without it”

“how do you know?”

“seokjin, with all respect he’s my damn partner”

hoseok and seokjin looked at each other, then helped you lift up the mattress so you could search better

disappointment, fear and worry all together took over you as your hand came in contact with a familiar object

you pulled out taehyungs pocket knife and looked back at hoseok and seokjin

now, your gut was screaming “he’s been fucking kidnapped”

…

an emergency meeting took place

as everyone gathered in the meeting room and namjoon began the meeting with taehyungs seat empty, everyone caught on

you were hella stressed

your leg kept bouncing up and down and you couldn’t sit still

you were feeling nauseous and it was hard to focus on anything else except the fact that taehyung could potentially be kidnapped

seokjin explained the situation carefully, not confirming any theories, he just brought the possible options to the table

but you were convinced he was taken against his will

“(Y/N) proposed he was kidnapped due to his pocket knife also being under his bed, saying he never leaves without it. i believe it is possible if we’re looking at the big picture”

you couldn’t pay much attention to the conversation, all you knew they were discussing possible options and how to proceed from here

instead, you were thinking of the worst case scenario and actually planning on what you were going to do to get him back

as the arguing kept on going and going, you grew impatient

“with all due respect, can we move on to actually plan a rescue mission? there is no time for theories that don’t matter. our member is in danger and we’re doing nothing to help him.”

everyone went silent and stared at you

namjoon opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out

you stared back at him with pleading eyes, hoping your words helped him realize the seriousness of the situation

“(Y/N), i get that you’re upset, but we cannot act on something that isn’t 100% proven to be the truth, especially at times like this. if we act without consent, we could all be in danger instead of just one member. we’re trying our best here to save him, i want you to understand that”

you let out a shaky sigh

and you knew damn well he was just looking after everyone

but you couldn’t help but feel even more anxious

you drifted back to your own thoughts

but now you felt someones eyes on you

you dared to look up to find the culprit, ready to send them glares

but once your eyes landed on min yoongis

and instead of judgement or pity

you found something else in his eyes

he was staring at you thoughtfully

as if he was considering something

suddenly seokjins phone started ringing

as he brought his phone from his pocket to silence it, his eyebrows furrowed once he saw the screen

“it’s a private number. this is my work phone, no one should have my number”

everyones eyes were on him now

namjoon suggested he answered it, but cautiously

jin did as asked answering the call with a simple hello

as he put the phone on speaker, everyone started intently listening to whoever was on the other side

your eyes widened in fear once you heard a deep male voice speak

“have you discovered your missing member yet?”

seokjin looked at namjoon for help, he only nodded for him to reply truthfully

“yes, we have”

the voice chuckled

“i thought so”

at that moment hoseok hastily drew out his laptop, quickly typing something on it

you figured he was starting to track down the caller

“who are you?” seokjin asked the caller

“we want to propose a deal with you. a chance for you to have your beloved member back”

“and what would that be?”

“hand over your territory and we shall return him alive, you have two hours to decide before we kill him”

your eyes were going from hoseok to seokjin, not being able to decide which one to focus on

hoseok was still typing like a maniac, his eyes searching the screen

“they’re hiding their identity well. I might not make it in time” hoseok whispered to namjoon

“how do we know you have him?” seokjin swiftly asked them, staring at his watch

some mumbling could be heard from the phone and you picked up they were speaking japanese

suddenly someone was coughing on the phone

“let them know you’re alive” the deep man commanded someone

silence took over for a few seconds, everyone anticipating if they were going to speak

“time’s running out” hoseok whispered again “you have to end the call in 10 seconds”

you stared at the phone, as if daring it to say something, anything

—

“don’t send (Y/N)”

a playful chuckle could be heard from him following his sentence

as if he was mocking his kidnappers?

you immediately recognized the voice

it was him

and he dared to ask y’all not to send you that puNK—

even though he was kidnapped you had the urge to roll your eyes

shouting could be heard from the line, until hoseok frantically signaled seokjin to end the phone call

he quickly did as told

then smashed the phone to the ground, stepping on it (so no one could track him down)

you were relieved he was alive

but now you were even more determined to find him

and you had a pretty good idea of where he could be

so instead of wasting your time and staying to listen what everyone had to say

you dashed out of the room without a word

you ran to your apartment like damn Usain Bolt

went to grab your favorite handgun and some ammo

your hands were shaking but you didn’t give a shit

you worked better when there was adrenaline running in your system anyways

next you ran to pick up your jacket

just as someone walked into your apartment

“yoongi?”

“i’m coming with you, let’s go”

you were a bit confused, but didn’t question him, just followed as he lead you to a car

he sat on the drivers side and you on the passenger side

he started the car and looked at you for further instructions

you quickly told him the location you were suspecting

“how sure are you?”

“pretty damn sure”

and without further ado, he sped off the parking lot

on the way he turned the radio down to talk to you better

“how’d you figure out where he is?”

you bit your tongue and hesitated before answering

“i thought I heard them speak japanese in the background”

“and?”

“and i remember back when i was still a trainee, i did some research. there was only one gang i found information of that had japanese connections. the boss has a japanese wife. the wife was allegedly working with a japanese mafia, so i only figured these two gangs would unite due to the marriage. they probably have japanese men in their gang, even if it’s not confirmed, it’s as good of a lead as one can get.”

yoongi chuckled at your theory, making you think he was making fun of you

“what?”

“nothing. it’s just impressive how fast you figure things out. you don’t waste any time and go with your gut. i can admire that. I’m like that too. it gets things done.”

all you could do was stare at him

you were at a loss of words

the person you admired for his skills was basically saying he admires you

before you could even think of what to respond, yoongis phone rang in his pocket

he took it out and answered the call, putting it on speaker

“WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU HYUNG???? DID YOU GO WITH (Y/N)???? YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO STOP HER FROM DOING ANYTHING STUPID NOT DO IT WITH HER!!!!”

you two were immediately fricken attACKED by hoseoks screaming

“i’m doing exactly that. instead of doing something stupid, we’re on our way to rescue Taehyung the Damsel in Distress”

“(Y/N)??? ARE YOU THERE CAN YOU HEAR ME DO NOT GO ON YOUR OWN IT IS EXTREMELY DANGEROUS I’M-”

“hobie relax, we aren’t going unarmed” you tried to calm him down

“DO yoU EVen hAVE a plAN??? WHat arE YOu GOIng TO DO wheN YOu geT THERe????”

you stopped for a moment

and realized you had no fucking idea

“we’ll figure it out” yoongi responded

“oh yeah that’s really comforting” hoseok sarcastically remarked

you thought for a moment

“hoseok, we can trust you, right?”

“what is that supposed to mean of course you can”

“i mean can we trust you to not tell the others what i’m about to ask you”

“…i don’t like the sound of that”

“could you assist us from there? help us navigate through the building?”

“(Y/N) idk, you’re asking me to approve and agree to your rebellious non existing plan”

“please hoseok, i need you to trust us too. we know what we’re doing.”

a sigh could be heard from hoseoks end of the line

you were crossing your fingers, hoping you convinced him

“ughhh, fine!”

you told him the address you were heading towards

hoseok quickly got hold of a few security cameras in the building by hacking, but there weren’t many, letting him believe there were none wherever they were holding taehyung

that is if they even were holding him

it was better than nothing however

yoongi soon parked the car near the location and you two got out of the car, walking over to the trunk

you picked up earpieces that were connected to hoseok for the both of you

yoongi grabbed a few weapons for himself as well, throwing some extra ammo your way

hoseok then guided you to a back entrance, where you once again had to pick a lock to get in

thankfully you still had a few bobby pins keeping your hair in place (+ the strong hair ties taehyung bought you)

the first room you got in was empty, thankfully, making it easier for you and yoongi to advance

the two of you sneakily killed a few guards patrolling the hallways

although you noticed yoongi wasn’t too keen on teamwork, rather working independently

and he seemed to be expecting the same from you, which was fine tbh

but you couldn’t help but feel like something was missing

it was nice to have someone there to support you

to know your partner 100% had your back

you had no doubts yoongi wouldn’t let anything happen to you

but it wasn’t the same

and you knew damn well it was the man you were rescuing and his witty comments

so far it had been easy enough

the security cameras were telling hoseok exactly how many men you were going to face

the only problem was that you had no idea where they were keeping him

in your heart you knew he was close, so you kept going

you were going to search every little corner if you had to

“-maybe they’re keeping hostages in the basement? that would make sense right? there are two guards near what seems like an entrance to the basement, there are no cameras there however”

“lead us there”

howevER

before hoseok or anyone could say anything

loud ass gunshots could be heard from a distance away, but somewhere inside the building

you and yoongi stopped dead, trying to listen to where it was coming from

“hoseok, what is that?”

“ummm i don’t know it’s coming from an area with no cameras”

you and yoongi looked at each other

“he’s getting awa-”

you both broke into a sprint towards the shouting

“i think it’s coming from where i thought the entrance to the basement is” hoseok guided through the earpiece

at this point you didn’t care about stealth anymore

if people were already shooting around then why shouldn’t you too?

you quickly made it to the basement door and yoongi kicked the door in

you ran in first, when a small group of men could be heard coming from where you had just came from

“go” yoongi looks at you and closed the door behind him, leaving you alone to the basement area

“hoseok, it’s dark can you hack some lights on for me?” you asked through the earpiece

but shit

he didn’t reply to you

“hoseok?”

once you were sure he wasn’t hearing you, you cursed under your breath and started navigating in the slight darkness

damn basements and weak signals

then you heard a couple more gunshots coming from further down the hallway

you quickened your pace and ran towards the ruckus, your handgun pointing in front of you

more gunshots and a few japanese men shouting could be heard

you were getting closer

until finally you turned a corner to a hallway with lights on

and before you could even comprehend what’s happening

you were standing in front of at least six dead enemy bodies

and as you moved your eyes from the ground to see what had killed them

your eyes landed on a man

a man that was staring at you

with a very familiar glint in his eyes

and a smirk on his face

“didn’t i ask not to send you?” he playfully teased

but you were already running towards him

and you jumped into his arms, your body shaking

“i guess i should’ve known your stubborn ass wouldn’t listen to what i had to say” he chuckled and wrapped his arms around your smaller figure

he had been gone for less than a day and to you it already felt like an eternity

you pulled away from him

looked at him in the face

then

punched him in the shoulder

“AH WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR”

“WHY WOULD YOU GET KIDNAPPED LIKE THAT I WAS WORRIED SICK”

“well it’s not like i had a say in it, ‘oh hey could you not kidnap me rn, (Y/N) will get really worried oH WAIT YOU SHOULD TOTALLY TRY KIDNAPPING OUR NEW BOSS NAMJOON!’”

“okAYYYYY let’s get the frick out of here first and argue later”

you grabbed his hand and started guiding him out of the building

at this point you had noticed it had became really quiet all of a sudden

and then you remembered yoongi was all alone oops

you opened the basement door

and you felt weirdly comforted by the fact that you and taehyung had to step over several dead enemy bodies (bc that should be a sign yoongi is ok right?)

“took you long enough”

“hey hyung! i was doing fine on my own you shouldn’t have came”

“oh please with your sense of direction you would have ended up running around in circles” you point out

taehyung glared at you

once you turned a corner

and saw the ocean of dead bodies

you look at yoongi not knowing if you should be terrified or impressed

“what? the kept coming and coming it’s not like i was going to spare them”

“did you like murder a whole gang?”

“nah they have another base somewhere, more men are on their way” yoongi explaind all chill

“then let’s get the fuck out? :)”

and as you made your way back to the vehicle

you didn’t even care you hadn’t let go of taehyungs hand ever since you grabbed it

…

when you got back to the apartment building

everyone was screaming at you and yoongi

like expected tbh

“YOU TWO FUCKEN RATS- oh hey taehyung yOU TWO ARE IN DEEP TROUBLE”

“chill, taehyungs here and no one died- except for a ton of enemies but WE are fine so that’s all that matters, right? :)”

“nOT EXActly do you even REALIZE what consequences arE???”

“whatever we did, there would have been consequences. there was no easy way to this” yoongi reasoned

“yES but we could have lessened the consequences if you tWO WOULD have let us tHINK FIR-”

“we had limited time there was no time for thinking”

“don’T YOU FUCKEN INTERRUPT ME LIKE THAT MIN YOONGI I AM YOUR HYUNG”

as seokjin and yoongi continued arguing

you felt taehyung tug at your hand

he dragged you behind him all the way to his apartment, smoothly escaping the scenario

the second he had you inside his apartment

he slammed the door shut, pushing your body against it and trapping you with his body

!!!

your heart leaped into your throat

he leaned in to whisper into your ear, his breath making goose bumps form on your skin

“i thought it was so fucking hot how you completely ignored the rules for my sake”

you sucked in a quick breath

“you figured out my location so fast you’re so smart”

you felt his lips brush against your ear when he whispered the last part

“such a clever girl, (Y/N)” he basically moaned against your ear

when it became clear to taehyung that you weren’t going to push him away, he cheekily planted a kiss on your neck, just below your ear

you gasped, your heartbeat picking up incredible speed

you felt him smile against your skin at your reaction

he started planting even more gentle kisses along your neck, all the while inching closer to your mouth

once he reached the corner of your mouth

he pulled away slightly

he started at you in the eyes with such admiration it made you weak in the knees

“i’d do it all again” you whispered

his lips smashed into yours

you let out a moan into his mouth when his hands found their way to your waist, his fingertips gently pushing into your skin as he kissed you heatedly

your hands snaked around his neck, pulling him as close to you as possible

after a while, you pulled back to breath

taehyung rested his forehead against yours

“we need a new knocking code” you smirked at him

he laughed and pecked your forehead

“that’s the first thing you say to me after i’ve kissed you?”

“what? they obviously stole it. it would be really unfortunate if i shot you now”

taehyung wasted no time to connect your lips again

he lifted you up from the ground and you wrapped your legs around his waist

he carried you to his couch, laid you down on it and carefully climbed on top of you

his face hovered inches from yours, his eyes already staring at your slightly swollen lips

“yeah. can’t have my girlfriend shoot me, can i?”

…

it turned out taehyungs kidnappers were from the very same gang that had killed mr. kim

“they were like amateurs, they didn’t even realize i had heard them speak about their secret shit” taehyung had said

everyone that didn’t already know had asked you how you found taehyung and what actually happened in there

you had explained everything, remembering to point out how much of a help hoseok and yoongi were to you

then on his turn, taehyung had explained how he had broken free from the chamber they were holding him in

apparently he had forgotten the same bobby pin he picked your lock with into his pocket

and since it was so small the enemies never found it when they stripped him off weapons

talk about the importance of bobby pins

he picked the lock on the door and sneaked behind an unsuspecting guard, taking his handgun and moving forward

until you had found him of course

namjoon had thanked you for bringing taehyung back, but scolded you for acting on your own and told you to never do it again

you had gotten off with a warning and promised to try and not do it again

everyone immediately started a plan against the rest of that gang

this time, you actually let namjoon and the rest take over thinking a proper plan on how to take them down

they had even made intentional eye contact with you and yoongi when mentioning “it is extremely vital for us to think of a proper plan before we act. even if they might be amateurs, we better be safe than sorry”

taehyung had smirked and turned to look at you sitting next to him

and you might have felt his hand creep up your thigh under the table but tHIS WAS A SERIOUS BUSINESS MEETING NO FUNNY BUSINESS so you had pushed his hand away

but continued where you left off immediately after the meeting

namjoon was also glad to announce the gang was taking new trainees

they had a few potential candidates to join

and as for the training program

he made eye contact with you and taehyung

“i thought it would be a good idea to have (Y/N) and taehyung as mentors, since they represent great team work and their reputation as the dream team has been growing on the streets”

you two turned to look at each other, smirking

everyone in the table had agreed

including you and taehyung

and just like in the first meeting as a gang

when it was proposed you and taehyung would work together more

you shook your hands

“yes, sir”

who would have thought

that not so long ago you were a trainee yourself, hoping to make it to the gang

looking up to the mentors and admiring them for their skills and the reputations they had gained

and now

you were here

sitting in a meeting with your also very skilled boyfriend

being a gang member and all

waiting to start the training program

but this time

as one of the mentors

-end-

AN: sorry for the long wait! i’ve been quite busy but i managed to finally finish this and i’m so happy ~ hope you enjoyed! :)

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