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A VERY LONG ARCANE S2 REVIEW (Not spoiler free below page break)
Firstly, these are all my opinions and everyone is entirely entitled to their own. If you hated S2? Thatâs fine but I didnât. So, I will be doing a kind of general breakdown of my thoughts on each act below but first my general review is that I think in terms of overall story telling, season 1 is better.
To ME, S2 seems like more of what they initially had in mind for the show, and they just really nailed the exposition of S1. This is what I think made S1âs pacing feel a lot better - itâs all exposition for S2. Season 2 had to fit a climax and resolution for all of these characters in the same amount of time that they took to set up all of these story lines in the previous season. I genuinely think that each act could have been itâs own season but w/ how expensive the show is to make and the amount of time production took between seasons, I see how thatâs not practical. Especially if they want to explore other regions sooner than 15 years from now.
TBH I really enjoyed this season. I understand some people are hating it because of the parts they donât like but itâs still a visually stunning show with great characters. Do I think there were areas where the story fell flat? Yes. I also think given the time constraints and restriction of this being the last season, the visual story telling was very well done and a great way to move along the story without sacrificing time. I genuinely think itâs such a phenomenal feat of animation that characters expressions convey thoughts and emotions that feel real without dialogue. I still am blown away that itâs a LoL show because despite my love of league lore and characters, I never would have expected that Riot could produce such a heart wrenching show about the tragic nature of love and loss, the things we do for love, and the flaws of our own humanity.
I also think some people set their expectations WAYYY too high for the social commentary aspect of the show after s1, as far as Iâm aware there was never any claim made by any part of the prod or writing team that it would be one. Idk overall, I thought it was a lot of fun and still an exceptional show. Not what I was expecting but Iâm not upset about how it ended. I think it was conclusive but also not so finite that it leaves zero room for interpretation of the characters implied futures.
It is a little disheartening to see so many immediate negative reactions to it but, again, people are entitled to their own opinions and as much as I complain about people not using critical thinking skills or passing grade 9 literature - art is subjective. Animation, ESPECIALLY at this scale and complexity, is a form of art. I, as Iâm sure many otherâs did, found it a fulfilling end to one of my favorite shows. Yes, I wish there was more but I canât bring myself to be disappointed with what we did get.
Below is my (again PERSONAL and NOT SPOILER FREE) 1-10 rating and my thoughts on each act (not really going to analyze anything because I need about 3-5 weeks to scrub through every episode so only my little reviews) :
ACT 1 (7/10) : I think this act is the one with the worst pacing, but I said a whole back in a previous post that I believe to some degree it was intentional. There is suddenly a war happening so I think itâs supposed to feel chaotic a bit chaotic. However I can concede to part of it just being, well, bad pacing. This act is definitely one I wish could have taken up more episodes if there were more seasons since I would prefer flushed out development as opposed to music videos at the beginning of each episode. However, for what it was, they serve their purpose narratively and relay the information that the viewer needs to know. Otherwise, as heartbreaking as the act is, I gotta put myself on blast and say that I LOVE the end sequence of ep 3 when Ambessa makes Caitlyn commander. Like itâs so daunting and cool. Ep 1 fight scene at the memorial? super sick. I also loved the development of the dynamic between Sevika and Jinx. You can feel the characters devolve into a version of themselves that truly is worse and I think thatâs so fun. Most of my drop in rating is from how fast it feels.
ACT 2: 9/10
I simultaneously have so much and so little to say. I wonât talk about Ishaâs death because to me it was fairly evident that she was going to die from act 1. Anyways, for me this was the most tragic act and Iâm still trying to decide between this and act 3 as my favorite. I love them both, in different ways. Seeing Jinx and Vi be brought together and Vander was so touching and sad. You get a real look of how much they still care for each other despite the fact that theyâre perpetually ripped apart. Iâve already made a post about the scene between Caitlyn and Vi, so I wonât just say the same thing Iâve already said. I also honestly am not upset that Viâs âsix-ish months of going insaneâ wasnât drawn out. Again, I donât LOVE the music videos, but narratively, it tells you virtually everything you need to know about whatâs happened to her and where she is mentally. Itâs literally a montage of her life for the past several months. As a recovering addict and someone known to self destruct, I would much rather they condense that like they did rather than draw it out and not handle it well. If youâre going to be cynical, you could say they didnât anyways but, recovering addict, so I was more worried before the act 2 release that it would be triggering rather than handled poorly.
Jayce coming back and tweaking out was also such a fun touch when it wasnât explained until the next episode why he was acting that way. Like I figured it had to do with the hex crystal now fused with his body but it was still so interesting.
ACT 3: 9/10
Maybe unpopular but I LOVED this act. Everything was so visually intriguing that on my first watch I wasnât even fully locked in just because I was focused on how good the imagery/animation is. I thought I was going to hate ep 7 because, unfortunately that leak was real (no I wonât be changing my pfp to a clown like I said I was bc Iâm stubborn) but the implication to me of that episode was not âVi dead so everything good!â itâs that they saw a kid die because of the crystals Jayce had and, in brevity, saw what the tension between the undercity and Piltover was doing to people. I am curious what happened to THAT universes Jayce but I imagine he was probably imprisoned.
Obviously, I have to address the sex scene, and honestly? I donât mind that itâs in a jail cell BECAUSE of the very obvious parallel to how they first met. It was also done in such a wonderful way that it feels like a legitimately intimate scene between the characters and not just a âman well I suppose they need to fuck, huh.â or male gaze-y âlesbians đ¤¤â way.
I will be honest and say I donât like multiverse stuff since it kind of kills the whole âarcane is cannonâ thing. I also just donât love it in general because in recent years itâs been just a cop out for companies to make more money off of IPs (see Marvel) but it makes me want to go back and rewatch s1 again to see if this has always been the plan. I donât mind Viktor being the wizard that Jayce sees when he is a kid since they tied that up in a way thats really cool. I do think itâs an episode though that, after seeing it a couple of times, is easily skippable since it doesnât really do a ton for the main plot. Like Ekko gets his Z drive, heimerdinger (i think?) dies, and Jayce discovers the damage hextech can do. Donât get me wrong, I really like the episode, unfortunately it is just one that I feel like viewers can skip over upon rewatch because of the AU stuff.
Also MEL, I love her storyline with the black rose and I really hope that her putting on the Noxian clothing in the end is an indication that we will get more of her if Riot does a series based in Noxus.
#arcane#arcane season 2#arcane spoilers#caitvi#caitlyn kiramman#vi arcane#arcane league of legends#jayce talis#viktor arcane#yell at me if you must#rambles#jinx#ekko#also this is probably a little messy because I was writing this as a whole
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Hereâs the AMV I made for Sasuke week
The song is Last Ditch - Stabbing Westward Remix by Amulet
Special thank you to @lostinthesasuke for the song suggestion!
#im posting it for the first day which is bonds bc itâs sort of about Sasukeâs bonds with his family and Itachi#but it could also work well for the grief theme too#the video makes me very emotional but I did enjoy making it#it turned out very low resolution though lol#sasukeweek2023#sasuke#sasuke Uchiha#m
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dude laying in bed feels crazy
#wind howls#for the past like 22 hours i feel like ive felt every emotion on earth#right now im just sleepy though#sleepy... but im also soooo chilling#we used houdini for the first time today in class ! height fields sure are interesting... and the up to down nodes map is odd but fun !#although i definitely prefer using unreal as opposed to houdini simpy because building master materials and instances is so fun to me#yesterday the teacher showed us hue shift and my friend and i managed to build it so that the barrel we were testing our texture on-#has a switch that by default has the barrel shift through all the hues but you can turn it off to pick one specific hue#but its just one switch which automatically lets you access the specific hue you want#and this probably sounds like real baby shit to seasoned unreal users but to me it was so impressive and fun...#especially bc i managed to make it so when the switch is on it had a sub setting to choose the speed at which the hue shifts#but when its off the sub setting automatically changes to make it possible to input a specific number associated with the desired hue#which is not something my friend did ! i figured that out myself ! i am very proud of it !!!#although it may be poorly optimised... im gonna ask the teacher if theres an easier way to make the switch thatd be simpler to use#im really liking my video game preproduction class heehehe#and actually ive really been enjoying rigging as well#its a challenge ! and my god its so much to remember at once but its like. a really fun puzzle so far#although were like half a month in so my opinion may change as the assignments roll in#but so far. i like it. yay :)
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what is with men being mad any time a woman raises her voice where did that even come from. someone posted a video of a small electrical explosion, and the top comment was of course the woman screams. the second comment is women try not to scream challenge, level impossible. i had to go back and watch the video again. there is, somewhat fainty, a little gasp emitted off-camera, more of a yelp than a scream. it is mostly lost in the crack of the explosion. afterwards, you hear her voice, shaken, say, are you okay?
i am helping one of my friends train her voice pitch lower, because she wants to be taken seriously at work. she and i do each other's nails and talk about gender roles; and how - due to our appearance - neither of us have ever been able to be "hysterical" in public. we both appear young and sweet and feminine. she is cisgender, and cannot use her natural voice in her profession because people keep saying she appears to be "vapid". we both try to figure out if our purposeful voice lowering is technically sexist. is it promoting something when you are a victim to it?
a storm almost sends a pole through a car window. in the dashcam, you can hear the woman passenger say her partner's name twice, crying out in alarm. she sounds terrified. in the comments, she is lambasted for her lack of calm. how is that even fucking helping?
in high school, i taught myself to have a lower voice. i had been recorded when i was genuinely (and righteously) upset; and i hated how my voice sounded on the phone speakers when it was played back. i was defending my mom, and my voice cracked with emotion. it meant i was no longer winning the argument: i was just shrieking about it.
girls meet each other after a long summer and let out a little joyful scream. this usually stops around 12-14, because people will not tolerate this display of affection (as it has the effect of being passingly annoying). something about the fact that little girls can't ever even be annoying. we are trained to examine each part of our lives (even joy) for anything that could make us upsetting and disgusting. they act like teenage girls are breaking into houses and shrieking you awake at 3 in the morning. speaking as a public school educator: trust me, it's not that bad, you can just roll your eyes and move on. it does not compare to the ways boys end up being annoying: slurs in graffiti, purposefully mocking your body, following you after you said no. you know, just boy things.
there's another video of a man who is not allowed to yell in the house, so he snaps his fingers when he's excited about soccer. the comments are full of angry men, talking about how their brother is unfairly caged. let him express himself and this is terrible to do to someone. eventually the couple has to address it in a second video: they are married with a newborn baby. he was trying not to wake the infant up. there is no comment on the fact women are not allowed to yell indoors. or the fact that it could have been really alarming or triggering for his wife. sometimes i wonder if straight men even like women, if they even enjoy being in relationships with them.
for the longest time, i hated roller coasters because it always felt inappropriate and uncomfortable for me to scream. one of my friends called me on it, said it was unusual i'm so unwilling. i had to go to my therapist about it. i don't like to scream because i was not raised in a safe situation, and raising my voice would have brought unsafe attention towards me. even when i am supposed to scream, it feels shameful, guilty. i was not treated kindly, so i lack a basic form of self-protection. this is not a natural response. it is not good that in a situation of high adrenaline - i shut up about it.
something very bad is happening, i think. in between all the beauty standards and the stuff i've already discussed - this one feels new and cruel in a way i can't quite express. yes, it's scary and silencing. but there's something about how direct it is - that so many men agree with the sentiment that women should never yell, even in an emergency - it feels different.
is the word shriek gendered automatically? how about shrill or screech? in self defense class, one of the first things they tell you is to yell, as loud and as shrilly as you can. they say it will feel rude. most women will not do this. you need to practice overcoming the social pressure and just scream.
most women do not cry out, even when it's bad. we do not report it. we walk faster. we do not make a scene. what would be the point of doing anything else? no matter what we do, we don't get taken seriously. it is a joke to them. an instagram caption punchline. we have to present ourselves as silent, beautiful, captivating - "valuable."
a woman is outside watching her kids when someone throws a firecracker at them. she screams and runs towards her children. in the comments, grown men flock together in the thousands: god. women are so annoying.
#warm up#writeblr#this one has bothered me for a bit#any time a woman does something even passingly annoying we treat it like a fucking crime#hey man. women are allowed to be annoying. everyone forever is allowed to be passingly annoying#as long as they aren't hurting anyone/thing#like u wanna know something? i find it super annoying that men don't wear seatbelts#why arent there thousands of comments on driving videos thats just like : men try not to die in a car crash challenge#''this briefly annoyed me''. okay??????? AND????????????????? go get ur self a cookie and calm down about it#ur not entitled to control other ppl's experiences and emotions just so u can maintain ur own peace#if being briefly annoyed ruins ur whole day! you! need! therapy!!!!#men try not to become immediately angry about nothing challenge: level impossible#ps author is nonbinary. we didn't even get into the gender presentation thing#the fact men think it's SEXY that my voice is on the lower end....
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THE SALT UNDER THE SEA ËË ěŹěŹě¤Í ⨞ ë°ě˘
ěą â¸Â part two of the playerâs game seriesâplaylist & series tag
the death of your grandma has you returning back to your motherâs seaside hometownâthe same town you left jake in a year agoâfor good. now that youâre back, so are the feelings you really desperately wished to leave behind. it doesnât help that now youâre caught in the crossfire of two guys with a rough past who want to be with you.
pairing ââ¸â¸â¸ sim jaeyun x reader, park jongseong x reader đľ iΡcâudἹs đ cousin jungwon, bestfriend!jay, player!sunghoon, and oc hana (jakeâs ex)
genreďšđďšâ¸â¸â¸ exes to lovers, bestfriends to ???, angst, smut, fluff, lifeguard!jake, ex player!jake, bestfriend!jay, lifeguard!jay, lifeguarding inaccuracies, love triangle, slice of life, some h2o references, beach au, summer romance
warnings ââ¸â¸â¸ if you didnât like reader in the first part then you wonât like her in this one, readerâs grandma passing, alcohol, multiple unprotected sex scenes, soft dom!jake, mean dom!jay, toxicity, jayke constantly one-uping each other, jealousy and possessiveness, arguing, size training, marking, inexperienced!reader, blowjob/handjob, riding, corruption kink, jake is a munch, pussy eating, oral fixation?, cum swallowing, slight fingering, petnames (baby, pretty, good girl), name calling (slut, whore), praise, reader gets talked through it, creampies, degradation, hair pulling (both m. & f. rec), dirty talk, rough sex, overstimulation, slight manhandling, body worship, dumbification?, cockwarming, service top!jake, pussy drunk!jayke, pictures & videos taken during sex, cumshots/facials
kipoâs note ââ¸â¸â¸ literally went through hell trying to get this part two out but here we are!!! once again, this is for the lovely @jjunberry ⥠literally this wouldnât even be here without you so i hope you like it!! (âËáşË) thank you to all of you for being on this (very long) journey with me! hehe ^^ i hope you all enjoy this!! Í ÍÍ Í ÍÍ Í Í Í ÍÍ Í ÍÍ Í Í Í ď¸ľÍĄ đđĄđĄ đđđđđđđđ đđŁđ đ§đđđĄđ¤đđ¨ đđ§đ đŹđđĄđđ¤đ˘đ (ââżâ)âĄ
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[ BEFORE â ONE MONTH SINCE LAST SUMMER ] đź the salt in your wounds still lingers.
just when you thought your life was finally getting better, finally getting back on track after the summer youâve had, everything comes crashing down with just one phone call.
it was like watching a car crash in slow motion, your motherâs face. you knew from the start that your grandma wasnât going to make it, and you couldnât help but feel guilty. a mere month since you left⌠would things be different if you and your mom stayed in her seaside hometown like originally planned? deep down, it felt like it was all your fault.
two more months passed before your grandma passed on. âfrom the sea i came and to the sea i shall return,â she always told you. âdonât be sad when i go, when you see the ocean waves that will be me saying hello.â the day it happened your mom had already booked the next flight out for her funeral.
going through your belongings as you pack your bags makes your guilt run deeper and all it does is make your mind flash back to just three months ago when you were by the sea and everything felt too much. your eyes travel to your dresserâjakeâs note and all the developed pictures sat safely in an old jewelry box that you havenât touched since putting the items in there. you didnât even look at the pictures after you had gotten them developed, it just hurt too much.
still, your mind was muddled and as you finished packing your suitcase to the brim nothing became clearer. these three months gave you plenty of time to think over the entirety of last summer with detached emotionsâa new perspective.
do you still love jake? of course you did, itâs most likely that you always will. how could you not? he was your first love. do you forgive him for everything that he put you through last summer? you still werenât sure.
but damn if you didnât miss him.
for the first time you felt the urge to look at the pictures you and him tookâfingers twitched towards the jewelry box. with a sigh, you stood from your bed and grabbed it, the soft music playing as you opened the lid. carefully, you grabbed the pictures and made your way back to your bed.
as you flipped through all of them, a memory came to the forefront of your mind with each photo.
a smile pulled at your lips at the photo, it was of you with a shocked smile next to a brightly smiling jake. his arm was around your waist and the two of you were almost chest to chest. âi want my first memory to be of you.â
another of the two of you, a wall of graffiti behind youâright after your first kiss. jake was pressing a kiss to your cheek and you looked flustered. âyou said you wanted physical memories, right? say cheese!â
the last one you looked at was of you, jake, and sunghoon before you noticed the tears blurring your vision. the three of you smiling as jake pulled you all close together for the camera. âgroup picture!â
you glanced over to your phone on your bed. even now, jake still contacts you everydayâeven if you donât answer him. mainly itâs been him checking up on you and making sure that youâre okay, asking how your day was. you havenât answered a single one of them, yet he hasnât stopped. against your better judgement, you read every message that came inâthe most recent being his condolences.
you donât know what to say to him. so many things have been left unsaid that every time you go to type a message your fingers freeze and your mind runs with everything you want to tell him. then you decide to just not say anything at all. besides, you didnât think you'd ever see him again, so whatâs the point?
if you were being honest, a part of you is still closed off, untrusting of him. you didnât want to give your heart to him in fear he might break it again. you refused to feel like that again.
with a heavy and shaky sigh you put the pictures back where they belonged and made your way downstairs with your suitcase.
the next day you were on a flight to your motherâs seaside hometown, just like you were three months ago. jakeâs letter filled your mind and your dreams surrounded him.
âi love you. i love you. i loveââ
your mom nudged you awake just as the plane was beginning to land. you rubbed your bleary eyes and blinked rapidly to try and get your eyes to adjust to the bright sunlight. nudging you again, your mom said, âwake up, weâre about to land.â
deja vu hit you and hit you hard. rolling out your sore neck, you prepared yourself for the landing. you still hated planes.
the drive to your auntâs house was silent, as you got settled in and prepared for the funeral it was even quieter. your ears practically rang with the sound of silence and your body felt like it weighed a ton with the heaviness lingering in the air.
you all were dressed in black in the living room. your aunt was desperately trying to lighten the mood, and it was only half working. âcome on everyone, you know sheâd come back from the grave and kill us if she saw our faces right now! she wouldnât want us to be sad.â
your mom nodded sadly, reciting your grandmaâs words. âdonât be sad when i go, when you see the ocean waves that will be me saying hello.â
âexactly! now letâs go and celebrate the life she lived instead of being sad it came to an end!â your aunt smiled softly.
it was a lovely service, your grandmaâs funeral. you think that she would be happy with it.
you and jungwon decided to walk back home after the funeral. honestly, you both didnât think you could be in a car with the dark cloud surrounding you all, it felt too claustrophobic.
on the way home you both stopped at a food place since you were still hungry. the two of you ate silently before jungwon looked behind you and suddenly stood to his feet, murmuring a quick âiâll be right back.â
you looked behind you at his retreating figure, confused. just as you were turning back to your food you saw it out of the corner of your eye. your heart stopped. you could barely see with jungwon blocking the way but you could spot him anywhere.
it was jake.
you continued eating. you werenât ready to face him, especially not right now. you donât think you could even look at him right now. instead, you opted to watch the scene from the corner of your eye.
you could barely hear jungwon and jakeâs conversation, only managing to hear jungwon say, âshe really doesnât need any drama right now, manâŚâ jake backed off, but not before you turned and the two of you made the briefest of eye contact before you quickly looked away, taking another bite out of your sandwich.
all you managed to catch was the blonde of his hair that he pushed off his forehead as he turned.
now you wished you took the chance to get a good look at him. itâs only been three months since you last saw him, but already you were forgetting the exact color of his eyes and the way his voice sounded. were they more of a honey brown or a mahogany? you didnât remember.
it was eating away at you how much you already forgot.
you and jungwon finished your food in silence. before the two of you walked back home, he asked if you wanted to swim before you left. you shook your head as you stared out to the sea. it was a sunny day, but you just couldnât bear to step off the boardwalk. âmaybe next time i visit,â you said, though you didnât know if there would be a next time.
[ RETURN â A YEAR SINCE YOUâVE TOUCHED SAND ] đź two hundred seventy-four days since youâve last seen him.
your heart beat fast as you looked out the plane window to your motherâs seaside hometownâyour new home. there was no need for your mom to nudge you awake since you werenât able to sleep for the entirety you were on the plane, the nerves were eating at you.
you never thought youâd be back here, never thought that youâd ever say goodbye to your own hometownâwhich was also your late fatherâsâbut here you were.
when your mom told you that youâd be moving here permanently you didnât know how to feel. on one hand, you understood your momâs decision. it was just you and her out there miles away from your family and everything mustâve reminded her of your father. it reminded you of him too. on the other hand, you desperately wished she would change her mind.
it was enough seeing that one glimpse of jake nine months ago, but to see him over and over and over again? you didnât think you could take it. he still texted you, even more now since, and you still havenât answered. things between the two of you still remain unsaid.
but you also couldnât help but count down the seconds until you laid your eyes on him again. it set your skin alight and you couldnât help the small smile on your face and the giddiness you felt. was it selfish, yes, but after everything you think youâre finally ready to face him again.
to give your relationship another chance. to give him your heart again and not be fearful that he would break it, that heâd keep it guarded and safe. after all, he said he would wait for you.
and if he didnât protect your heart, youâd pull back and it would be as if you never had anything to do with him again.
ây/n? are you listening?â you heard your motherâs voice call out. you snapped back to reality, blinking a couple of times to get your wits.
you were no longer on the plane. now you were lugging suitcases into your auntâs house. your aunt was delighted to hear that you and your mom would be moving here. there was plenty of room in the house until the two of you got your own place.
âmhm,â you mumbled, though you definitely werenât listening.
your mom sat the suitcase she was carrying in front of you and grabbed your shoulders. âis it that boy from last summer? what was his name? jacob?â
âjake,â jungwon answered for you as he walked out the front door to grab more boxes.
your mom snapped her fingers. âjake! thatâs it. listen, i know you had some problems moving here because of him, but use this as a way to put yourself out there more than last summer! thereâs more wonderful people here than just jake.â she gave you a sympathetic smile and continued carrying stuff inside while you remained planted to the same spot in the driveway.
it wasnât âjust jakeâ that worried you. it was all of his friends and hana. you didnât want another summer full of drama, especially if you and jake did start dating again.
getting all your boxes and suitcases into the house went quick and relatively easy. you decided on unpacking all of your things later, right now your mind was too clouded.
jakeâs letter sat carefully in your anxious hands. you mustâve read it a million times over now and you could barely wrap your head around it still.
âtwo people who are meant to be will always find a way back to each other. and we are meant to be. no matter how long it takes, iâll wait for you.â
it was now or never. you grabbed your phone and opened your messages up to your conversation with jake. his last message was from this morning, hoping that you had a good day today. he must not know that youâre back and for good. with a shaky sigh, you let your fingers move across the keyboard.
you: meet me at our spot.
your hands shook as you quickly made your way downstairs and out the front door. your heart raced and your breathing was labored as you let your feet guide you. the more you thought about jake the faster your feet carried you towards him.
you felt the smile grow on your face as you caught a glimpse of the sea and the sand, the grittiness already finding its way into your sandals. you were moving so fast that you didnât notice the person in front of you until you smacked directly into their chest.
âoh my god!â you exclaimed as you came to a sudden halt, eyes wide, âiâm so sorry, i wasnât paying attention to where i was going!â
âweâve got to stop meeting like this,â a familiar voice joked. you looked up, the smile on your face widening more as you stood face to face with jay again. his smile matched yours and you laughed out of disbelief.
âjay!â you laughed, âitâs been a while, how have you been?â
jay ran a hand through his damp hair. âsame old, same old. how have you been? i heard you left this place for dead! never thought iâd see you back here again.â the teasing in his voice was obvious but you could see the concern in his eyes. flashes of the last time you saw him ran through your mind. funnily enough, you ran straight into him just a year ago while running from jake.
your smile faltered slightly but you tried your hardest to not think about last year. âwell, let me be the first to tell you that iâm back for good!â jayâs eyebrows raised in shock and you nodded. âjust moved back with my mom! youâll be seeing me around a lot more now,â you continued playfully.
âiâm sorry about your loss, by the way,â jay said, expression suddenly serious. you waved a hand in the air, letting him know that it was okay. time and place. âwell, iâm glad youâre back! this place really sucks without someone like you around,â jay added.
laughing you shook your head slightly, âthen we should hang out sometime!â
âtext me the plans and iâm there!â jay replied and pulled out his phone. he passed it to you with a ânew contactâ screen opened and you quickly filled out your information.
âi gotta go, but we will be hanging out sometime this week!â you waved as you began to step away. jay nodded with a smile. âclear your schedule!â you tossed over your shoulder as you walked away. behind you, you heard jayâs laugh.
âwouldnât miss it for the world!â
you shook your head, continuing on your path to you and jakeâs âspot.â this time you took your walk slow so you wouldnât run headfirst into anybody else.
jake nodded along absentmindedly to whatever sunghoon was saying to him, not listening at all as he stared out at the people swimming in the ocean and the calm ocean waves.
he was bored out of his mind.
suddenly his phone vibrated and he pulled it out of his pocket. jake blinked a couple times to make sure what he was seeing was real. once he saw that it was you who was undoubtedly texting him, he jumped to his feet.
you: meet me at our spot.
��âand then i told her that i already warned her. this is the relationship that sheâhey! what the fuck, jake?â sunghoon called behind him as jake suddenly took off.
jake could care less about sunghoon right now when you were here. youâre finally back, and not only thatâyouâre asking to see him. jake feels like his heart might explode. nine months since heâs last gotten the tiniest glimpse of you. nine months since he last had his breath taken away. a whole year since youâve slipped through his fingers.
he wasnât letting you go this time.
âwhere are you going?â sunghoon yelled, yet jake made no efforts to stop or even slow down. distantly, he could hear sunghoon shout, âasshole!â
like always, jake made it to your spot before you did. itâs only mere seconds until youâre arriving after him, taking his breath away once again as he goes to turn and sees you standing there.
you look so different, yet the exact same as when he last saw you. all jake can do is stare at you wide-eyed, mouth agape as his head completely empties.
ây/n,â jake finally breathes.
in response, you inhale sharply. âjakeâŚâ you notice that his hair is itâs natural colorâa dark brown. the blonde hair he had last year is nowhere to be seen whatsoever and his hair is even longer than it was, half of it disheveled and touching the top of his lips and the other half tucked semi-neatly behind his ear. and his eyes⌠how could you ever forget?
brown moonstone. they look just as they did when the two of you laid under the stars together.
without thinking the two of you rush towards each other before abruptly stopping just inches away. hesitantly, jake closes the gap as he reaches towards you and gently places his hand on your cheek. you can feel the way it tremorsâas if his hand might go through you. he takes a small step towards you until you can almost feel his breath fan across your cheeks as your eyes flutter closed for the briefest of moments.
as they open you look up at him, at the eyes that put you through so much. you pressed your lips to his softly.
instantly, jake is kissing you back. in it, you can feel everything that heâs been wanting to say to you for the past year. the kiss is desperate, searing, and passionate. it rips the oxygen right from your lungs and still you wrap your arms around jakeâs neck to pull him closer. like if you stopped kissing him the world would crumble beneath the two of you.
only when you both canât stand the suffocation anymore do you pull awayâjust barely. your heavy breathing mixes and your eyes are still closed. your grip on the back of his shirt tightens and jake leans his forehead against yours heavily.
âi missed you,â he says, just above a whisper. âi missed you so fucking much, you donât understand. iâm so sorry.â
you kiss him again because itâs the only way you can show him how much you missed him too. jakeâs hands move to your waist and pulls you closer so youâre completely pressed up against him.
memories of last summer force itâs way through your clouded mind. the two of you standing in this exact spot as he begged you not to leave.
abruptly, you broke away from him, hands pushing against his chest as you took several steps back. you turned your back to him as you tried to catch your breath, running your hands down your face. inhaling sharply, tears sprang to your eyes at all of the overwhelming emotions you were feeling. exhaling, you tried to steady your heartbeat that filled your ears.
being in this place wasnât helping. as you looked around the rocky walls, more and more memories flowed through your mind. âi hate you,â you spoke, turning completely to face jake. your voice lacked the punch the phrase needed. instead, it sounded almost⌠defeated. a tear slid down your cheek.
âi know,â jake replied. he knew what you were really saying, could feel it in the same desperate way you kissed him back.
âand i hate you for what youâve done to me,â you added while drawing closer to him.
âi know.â
you drew closer until your tight fists weâre resting against his chest. you avoided his eyes as more tears fell. âand i hate that i spent the entire year we were apart only thinking about youâi hate you.â
jake could feel the way your body shook against him. he took your closed fists into his hands. âi know, baby, i know.â
and he did. he knew that âi hate youâ really meant âi love you.â and you did. you really did love him.
jake moved your hands back to your sides, letting them go but having his hands still hovering near them. âwalk with me?â he asked, moving to wipe your tears away with the pads of his thumbs gently. you nodded in response as you stared at him finally. jake dipped his head down towards you and softly pressed a kiss against your lips before guiding you out of the cave-like opening.
silently, the two of you walked side-by-side in the sand through less populated paths. you both didnât speak, and it was probably for the best as you both processed everything between the two of you.
you were walking along an empty part of the beach, the sun just beginning to set, when you decided to break the silence. âi missed you too,â you spoke, your eyes following the way your feet left footprints in the sand.
you looked to your side at jake, âi really missed you.â
the two of you came to a stop. jake looked at you with furrowed brows, like he still couldnât believe if what he was experiencing right now was true or not. he kissed you.
if even possible, this kiss was more passionate and desperate than the last. your already swollen lips were hot to the touch and no matter how much the two of you pulled each other closer, it wasnât close enough. the kiss then turned feverish and you both pulled away to breathe. a silent question hung in the air and you nodded ever so slightly.
jake then intertwined your hands, pulling you off into some direction you werenât familiar with until he was pulling you into a house that you could only assume was his. you barely even wrapped your head around the fact that you were actually in his house for the first time before he was pulling you up the stairs and into his room.
his lips met yours again and finally all the unsaid things spilled out from between the two of you as you pulled each otherâs clothes off. jake laid you on the bed, fingers just barely gripping the waistband of your shorts and underwear. you were under him in just that and your bra.
âyes or no?â he asked you breathlessly, voice low.
âyes,â you responded. just as fast as you did, you were half naked underneath him. jake didnât wait as he unclasped your bra with one hand and tossed it somewhere out of sight as his lips smashed against yours. he pulled away and you barely got to blink before the both of you were completely naked.
you watched as jake reached over to his nightstand and grabbed the ponytail off of it. he messily tied back his hair before placing hot kisses down your stomach. you fought the urge not to moan. he continued slowly down your stomach and just when he reached right above where you needed him the most, he looked up at you with his signature smirk.
you inhaled and his lips attached to your core, causing you to gasp loudly. his arms wrapped tightly around your thighs to keep them apart as his tongue pulled you closer and closer over the edge. you almost broke completely when he pushed his fingers inside you, curling them at just the right angle that made you see stars.
your hands were in his hairâmessing up his already messy ponytailâand your moans filled his bedroom, not even worried that someone else could be in the house. all you cared about was how good he was making you feel and how much you missed his body on yours.
it didnât take long until the rope was snapping and you shakily told him that you were about to cum. moments later jakeâs fingers and mouth was dripping and he was licking them clean while you hazily stared at him, mind too foggy until his lips were suddenly on yours again and his hands were trailing up your sides.
âi need you,â you whined softly as you stared into jakeâs eyes, âplease.â you clawed at his back in attempt to bring him closer, your body on fire and he was the only way to bring down the heat.
jake pressed a soft kiss to your lips and looked down between your bodies as he lined his hard and dripping cock up with your entrance. he looked up, âtell me if it hurts, okay?â you nodded in return, bucking your hips up slightly and gasping when the tip of his cock grazed your sensitive clit.
slowly, jake pushed into you and it was much less uncomfortable than it was the first time. he waited a moment, eyeing the way your body reacted before looking at you in a silent question. you nodded and slowly he began to move.
high-pitched moans and whimpers left your mouth the more and more your body adjusted to him, and the more and more euphoric you felt. you and jake left love bites all over each otherâs bodies without a care of the fact that it was in places people could definitely see, you were too caught up in the feeling of him surrounding you and jake was too caught up in the fact that you were finally in his arms again.
he barely let you out of his grasp, body firmly pushed against yours, as he moved in and out of you at a steady pace. his head was cloudy with your pretty sounds and his lips nipped at any skin he could. jake wished the both of you could stay like this forever, just the two of you together. he was scared of what would happen when he pulled out of you and it all ended.
would you regret it? say it was a mistake and that he should pretend like it never happened? or would this push the two of you back together again like he hoped? after all, you were the only one for him.
you inhaled sharply, brows drawn together and back arching off the soft blankets, and jake knew your body well enough before you started to clench down on him that you were about to come undone on him again. âj-jakeâŚâ you whimpered as your eyes squeezed shut.
âshh, baby, i know.â he moved so his thumb was now rubbing circles into your clit and watched the way you tried to shut your legs with a soft chuckle. he held them apart with his free hand. âlet go for me,â he murmured, continuing his pace.
jake moaned and bit down hard on his bottom lip the more you clenched down on his poor cock. he felt like he was going to lose it at any moment as he tried to bring you closer and closer to the edge. âthat feels good, yeah?â he asked you, accent thick and low. that sent you right over the edge, incoherent words falling from your lips, and you made a complete mess on his cock.
âshit,â jake said sharply before a moan escaped him. the sight went straight to his dick and it was almost instant with the way it twitched and he was cumming inside you, filling you up even more. his hips moved lazily, watching the way the cum spilled out of you and around him, painting his cock a pretty white.
slowly he pulled out of you and you whined at the loss of him, fingernails digging into his shoulders. more creamy white spilled out of you in a thick load and jake fought the urge to not push himself back into you and fuck you again.
he kissed your inner thighs and slowly made his way up your stomach and until he reached your lips in a heated kiss. your fingers raked through his hair, causing it to fall from the ponytail and spill out around both of your faces. once the both of you pulled away for air, you couldnât help but giggle.
âwhat?â jake said, looking down at you with a bright smile. you shook your head. you were honestly just glad to be with him. you leaned up to catch his lips in another kiss. it felt like you were addicted to his lips and you cursed yourself in your head for ever putting you in the situation where you mightâve never been able to kiss them again.
jake looked at you fondly. âstay here, iâll get something to clean you up.â
after a brief moment he came back with a damp cloth and a towel and gently wiped you down, making sure not to press too hard since you were still sensitive. once he was satisfied he laid down next to you and pulled you to his chest. âyou did so good for me, pretty.â
your heart swirled at the familiar petname.
you werenât sure when the two of you fell asleep or for how long, the sunâs golden rays just peaking above the horizon and starting a beautiful sunset, before you woke up. jake was still sound asleep next to you, the two of you still naked, and you slowly and quietly got up from the bed. you decided to take a look around his room since youâve never been in it before.
he had old trophies and medals for various things, one of them being swimming, along with pictures of what you assumed to be an old swim team. there was pictures of his family and friends around that brought a smile to your face the more you looked at them. one in particular caught your eye. it was a polaroid of jake, jay, and jakeâs bestfriend sunghoon.
you eyes widened. you thought jake and jay hated each otherâif last summer was anything to show. why did they have a picture together? under it you saw that somebody wrote âswimming buds for life!â you checked the other pictures he had around again but this was the only photo that included jay. it made your head spin.
a familiar picture on his desk caught your eyes and you moved towards that instead. jake had gotten the pictures you took last summer developed too and had even dated them on the back. gently, you took the stack into your hands and looked at the picture on top.
it was the two of you at the abandoned skate park where you had your first kiss together. your head was tilted against his as you both smiled for the camera. a smile made its way onto your face and continued to grow as you continued flipping through the pictures, making your way to sit on the edge of jakeâs bed.
you felt movement behind you and suddenly arms were wrapped around you as jake leaned up behind you to look over your shoulder. you gasped lightly when his hands rested at the lowest part of your hips and he placed feather-light kisses along your neck. âyour awake,â you smiled as a chill ran down you, causing jake to chuckle lowly, sleep still at the edges of his voice. âi am.â
suddenly you were reminded at the fact that you both were still naked and the way your pussy now throbbed at his sleepy voice. you swallowed thickly and turned your attention back to the pictures in your hands. flipping the picture on the top to the back, you gasped and turned to jake in slight shock.
in your hands laid multiple pictures of you completely fucked out and dripping cum on a picnic blanket, illuminated by the moonlight and the flash of the camera. âasshole!â you nudged jake with a shocked smile and pulling a laugh from him. âi can't believe you took pictures of this!â
you looked back to the pictures with wide eyes as jake laughed more. ânot funnyâŚâ you mumbled with a pout. you held one up where you were in full view of the camera along with jakeâs cum covered cock hovering above you, âi look so out of it.â
jake took the photo from you and inspected it with a grin. âyou were.â
you nudged him again, hard. jake laughed and wrapped his arms around you to pull you into him, placing kisses along your jaw. âit doesnât matter,â he started, leaning his head against yours so his lips were near your ear, âthese ones are for my eyes only.â
you giggled sheepishly, pushing him away from you as you tried to not let a wet patch form beneath you. you looked towards the window through the barely opened blinds. the sun was just about to set and you knew your mom was most likely wondering where youâve been all day. jake followed your stare and you heard him sigh softly. âi should probably head home,â you stated quietly.
you turned to look at him, seriousness suddenly seeping into your features. âweâre gonna have to talk about this⌠about what this all meansâŚâ
âwe can go slow,â jake said, cupping your cheek with one of his hands. âitâll mean whatever you want it to mean.â
âbit too late to go slow,â you chuckled and he followed. you looked down to your lap, fingers fidgeting with the edge of the towel next to you. âi really donât want drama this summer, jake.â
you glanced up to look him in the eyes, those pretty brown eyes of his. âi donât think i can take another summer full of it,â you continued. jake nodded in agreement.
âthis summer is just for the two of us. i promise.â
you let his words sink in before leaning up to place your lips against his in a soft and slow kiss. ânowâŚâ jake said as he pulled away, âare we just gonna stay naked, or what? because iâm really starting to lose my mind over here.â
heat crept across your face, especially as his eyes dropped to your nakedness. you covered your face with your hands as you turned away, jakeâs laughter behind you, and moved to where he threw your articles of clothing. âtimeout!â you muttered, as you pulled your panties on.
jake laughed more, âagain?! hm, weâll seeâŚâ he got up to get clothed as well. âlet me walk you home.â
[ SUMMER â THE TIDES ARE PULLED BY THE MOON ] đź and you are pulled by him.
you almost jumped out of you skin, fingers grabbing at your pajamas, as you opened the bathroom door and were immediately face to face with your cousin jungwon. âjesus!â you nearly screeched as you held onto the door.
âso⌠jake walking you home, huh? whatâs that all about?â jungwon asked. he took a few steps back to let you leave the doorway of the bathroom and you leaned against the wall nearest to it.
it was dark outside now and your face heated at the mention of jake. fumbling over your words slightly, you replied, âwe were just⌠talking things from last summer over. he wanted to apologize in person.â
more heat spread across your face. it was surely one way to apologizeâŚ
in order for jungwon to not see your flustered face, you turned and made your way to your room, jungwon following in tow. you opened your door and walked around the room as you got ready for bed. discreetly, you tried to hide all of the love bites on you, suddenly regretting being so careless about where jake marked you.
âhm,â jungwon hummed, âare you planning on getting back together with him?â he sat at the edge of your bed, eyes trailing your movements. you saw the way his eyes stared too hard at a spot on your neck with a raised eyebrow.
you sighed softly. truly, you werenât sure quite yet. you had just arrived and it was too early to tell how this summer was going to fair. and you really didnât want this summer to be a repeat of the last one. you wanted to get more settled in before you decided to make any rash decisionsâeven though you and jake had already slept together just mere hours after you arrived.
you sighed to yourself again. maybe that wasnât the best of ideas.
âi donât know,â you replied, plopping down onto your bed next to him. âafter everything⌠i-i just donât want to be caught in another web. i canât go through that again.â
jungwon nodded solemnly and rested a comforting hand on your back. âwhatever you chooseâbe careful, y/n.â
this time you felt the gravity of his wordsâthe same words he told you last summer when he tried to warn you in meddling in things you were unfamiliar with. in getting involved with jake and his and his friendsâ game. when everyone tried to warn you.
even if jake claims that heâs changed, you needed to see it for yourself. not just through words, but through actions. and then, and only then, would you consider giving your whole relationship another chance.
âwhatever happens, iâm here for you,â jungwon continued. you gave him a warm smile. âi will. and thank you,â you replied.
after talking to jungwon you decided to text jake with your requirements. your thumbs fiddled with each other and your heart raced as you waited for the three little dots that indicated he was replying to show up.
jake: i promise you iâll do anything it takes to earn your trust back. anything. iâll show you that giving us another chance will be worth it, that giving me another chance is worth it.
âeverything is exactly the same as before, so there shouldnât be any trouble,â mrs. song said as she led you back towards the front of the juice bar. you nodded in response as you followed her. âcan you start later this week? say⌠wednesday?â she added in question.
âyes!â you nodded again politely. âwednesday is good! ohâcan i ask you a quick question?â
âshoot,â mrs. song replied while waving off some kid trying to climb over the counter for more of the candy that sat in a bowl.
âlast summer, a girl named hana worked here with me⌠does she still work here?â you asked as you looked to the floor with furrowed brows. pain stabbed through your heart and your mouth felt like it was full of sand just from saying her name. you hated the feelings her name evoked in you.
to think that you had an actual friend here in her⌠when all she wanted was to use you for her own gain. you knew it would be a ridiculous hope with how small the town was, but you still hoped you never saw her face again. never heard her name again. never felt these feelings that she caused. if you ever saw her again it would be too soon.
âoh, hana?â mrs. song questioned while focusing her attention back on you. âfired her not long after you left. horrible employeeâi donât know why i didnât fire her sooner. or hired her in the first place.â
you let out a small sigh of relief that mrs. song seemed to pick up on. there was no way you could spend another summer sharing the same space as hana. it was impossible.
âyou had problems with her too, yeah? hm,â mrs. song snorted.
after a bit more chatting and going over your future schedule you began to head out, trailing slowly along the shore. water lapped at your feet and your sandals swung limply from your fingers as you stared out at the calm waves. you think you could like it here after all.
ây/n!â you heard your voice being called.
breaking your attention from the sea, you turned in the direction of the voice. a smile grew onto your face. âjay!â you called back as he jogged up to you. ânice seeing you again!â
jay stood in front of you, holding a hand up to block the sun from getting in his eyes while he used his other hand to push his hair off of his forehead. you guided him away from the shore and towards one of the empty tables on the boardwalk. âwas just getting ready to start my shift!â he replied.
you then noticed the outfit he was wearingâred shorts and a white tank top that read âGUARDâ in bold red capital letters. a red lanyard with a whistle attached hung around his neck and he had a red visor tucked under his arm.
the two of you sat at the empty table and jay placed his visor onto it. he leaned forward slightly, a big smile on his face, âbut i still have time to chat.â
and just like that it felt as if you were back at that campfire talking about anything and everythingâlike you and jay had been friends for forever now and it hasnât been a year since youâve last seen each other. the two of you just fell into such a natural sync.
you were even opening up to him about everything that happened last summer. mainly because you really couldnât talk to anyone about it but him. he already understood all of the context and it was just so easy to talk to jay. you hadnât realized how much you just needed a friend. and jay listened to it all attentively, not missing a single beat and inquiring about things you havenât even realized.
âbut enough about my pastâŚâ you murmured sheepishly, turning to the side to try and hide how warmth spread across your face. you just spend ten minutes talking about yourself and your problems without regarding the fact that it was probably coming off as extremely rude. âso how has the past year been for you?â you asked him.
you then gave him a cheeky smile. âany girls youâve been seeing? interested in? tell me!â
jay laughed and shook his head a little. âno, i havenât been seeing anyone. pretty much everyone here iâve known for forever now⌠not the best candidates.â he leaned back in his seat and crossed his arms as he looked at you through his lashes. the corners of his mouth rose and he looked off to the side. âthere has been this one girl, though⌠sheâs definitely caught my interest.â
you gasped and leaned forward with your hands flat on the table. âwhat?! why didnât you say anything sooner? iâve been over here talking about my pathetic love life when we could've been talking about how good yours is going! have you talked to her yet? whatâs her name?â the words flew out your mouth a mile a minute.
jay held his hands up as he chuckled, âwoah, woah, slow down. iâve talked to her a couple times nowâbut only briefly! i think sheâs new in town, probably been here just a little bit longer than you have, actually.â
you grinned, âiâm excited for you! you gotta let me know how it all plays out. and donât think i didnât realize how you didnât tell me her name!â jayâs face quickly turned red.
he stood from his chair, âah, well, itâs all very new⌠haha, oh look at the time! my shift is about to start! bye, y/n!â he turned quickly as his words blurted out, throwing his words over his shoulder.
you rolled your eyes and stood to your feet. âwhatever, iâll get it out of you soon enoughâŚâ
jay pulled you into a hug as he nervously chuckled. âi seriously doubt it!â he mumbled under his breath before he jogged off.
âi will get her name out of you!â you called as you shook your head at him and watched his retreating figure, smiling softly.
you turned and continued walking aimlessly through the sand, feet sinking into the grains and leaving footprints. you watched as kids laughed and played with each other, darting around you and muttering passing apologies.
you were focused on the kid that almost ran into you running after their friends, not focused at all on the way jake crept up on you. âboo!â he shouted by your ear. you nearly jumped out of your skin, a loud yell erupting from your mouth. once you realized that it was just him, you hit him in his chest hard.
âjake?! are you serious!â you scolded, heat rushing to your face in embarrassment. you covered your face and he pulled you into him as he laughed hysterically. you buried your face in his chest briefly before turning out of his grasp and quickly walking away from the scene, trying to ignore the pairs of eyes that were on you.
jake trailed behind you and you heard him laugh more. âiâm sorry, iâm sorry! but that was so funny!â he said as he caught up to you. âyou shouldâve seen your face.â
he wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you closer to him. âwhat are you doing here?â jake asked as he glanced down at you.
âgetting my old job back, what are you doing here?â you asked in response, âbesides scaring me half to death?â
his smile grew, âcame down here bored, until i saw you.â his eyes lit up suddenly. âoh! we should make another bucket list for this summer! since⌠since we didnât get to finish the one from last summerâŚâ he trailed off, eyes looking to the side briefly in regret.
you smiled at him, trying to diffuse the sudden awkward tension. âwe should!â
jake guided you near the shore and the two of you sat in the sand. the two of you debated what to do this summer for a while, only managing to come up with a couple of things. one of which was going to this yearâs summer splash event since you left last year before it happened.
âyouâll still be my date, right?â jake asked shyly. you chucked and nodded. âif youâll still have me!â
jake gave you that same fond stare that he gave you before you left his house and it made butterflies erupt in your stomach. âof course i do,â he said.
it was such a simple sentence filled with so much. your brows knitted together ever so slightly and you watched the way his eyes darted towards your lips. it then seemingly felt like it was only the two of you on the beach, and you swear that the two of you slowly moved closer to each other.
the sudden shrill of a childâs cry broke the two of you out of your trance and you both snapped towards where a kid was crying over the way the sea messed up his sandcastle. you turned towards jake again and gave him a sheepish smile.
âuhâhow about swimming! um, you teach me how to swim⌠since i canâtâŚâ you sputtered awkwardly, hands waving in the air at the ocean. jake chuckled at the way you suddenly reverted back to your timid nature around him and nodded.
âyeah⌠i can teach you how to swim!â
you nodded after him. jake began to stand to his feet and you looked at him confused. âi can teach you now, in fact. do you have your bathing suit?â
you rose to your feet as well and nodded. you pulled the tank top strap off your shoulder and looked down to double check, nodding again when you saw the white fabric of your bikini.
jake tucked his finger underneath the thin strap that tied the bikini top around your neck. he pulled at it lightly before letting go and then smirked at you. âgood,â he said simply.
your cheeks were already flushed with heat, but the heat just got hotter when you realized why he was smirking. it was the bathing suit you wore to the beach party.
playfullyâand in an attempt to mask your warm faceâyou rolled your eyes and looked away from him. âget your mind out of the gutter,â you mumbled.
jake laughed, âall i said was âgood!ââ
âanyway,â you said, âwe should add our names to that skate park! i feel like that would help me really cement my being here permanently.â
laughing harder, jake replied, âisnât that vandalism? are you even good at graffiti?â he suddenly stopped laughing, expression serious. âwaitâpermanently? youâre here permanently?!â
still on the subject of the skate park, you shrugged. âitâs abandoned anyways, isnât it? and how hard is it to use a spray can to write our names? itâs not like weâre tagging it, tagging it.â
jake grabbed your shoulders and your focus zeroed in on him. his eyes were wide as he looked into yours. âyouâre here permanently?!â he repeated. you nodded, confusion shifting into realization at the fact that you havenât told him yet. âyes, permanently. my mom and i moved here the day we met at our spot,â you said.
jakeâs hands moved from your shoulders to cup your face. he then kissed you passionately, absolutely taking your breath away. you giggled when he pulled away and he started kissing you all over your face. âjake!â you giggled more, pushing him away from you slightly.
âiâm sorry,â he said a bit breathlessly, âyou just donât know how relieved i am to hear that.â he chuckled awkwardly as he gave you some space and tucked some of his hair behind his ear. âso, skate park? got it, anything you want to do! we have all the time in the world.â
you mind immediately snapped back to the skate park. âi feel like thatâs not as adventurous as our last bucket list though!â you pouted.
jake pulled you towards where there were some free towels at the boardwalk. he turned back and cheekily smiled at you, âi can think of something adventurous.â you stopped in your tracks and swatted his shoulder. âiâm just saying!â jake laughed. âweâve done a lot, but thereâs still some things we havenât done yet⌠you catch me?â
heat crept up the back of your neck and you crossed your arms across your chest. jakeâs eyes darted down to the action. indulging him, you asked, âlike what?â
jake stepped closer to you and reached up to mess with the straps of your bikini. he leaned more into you and dropped his voice so only you would hear what he was saying. âdifferent places, different positions⌠thereâs so many things i could do to you that you havenât experienced yet.â your eyes connected with his.
âor you could do to me,â he added, lower.
you looked away, face on fire. jake dropped his hands from the straps he was fiddling with to his sides. he took another step closer to you until you both were almost chest to chest and grazed his hand along the side of your waist. jake leaned down until his lips were at the shell of your ear. âif you want,â he whispered.
he pulled away, smiling at you like he didnât just insinuate what he did and cause arousal to pool in your bikini bottoms. he grabbed your wrist lightly and pulled you the rest of the way to the towels, handing you a rolled up one from the basket and taking one from himself.
you were still in shock, eyes wide as you stared at him. you then snapped out of it when you realized he was chuckling. tucking the towel underneath your arm, you used the basket of towels to lean forward towards him. discreetly, you slid your hand down his stomach and stopped right above the hem of his shorts. âsounds fun,â you smiled innocently. âi know exactly what i could do.â
you hand trailed lower before you backed away from him. you held in your laugh at just how quickly the bulge in his shorts was rising and his ears turned red. you looked towards the sea, âso where do you wanna start?â you asked casually. âiâm gonna have to strip these clothes off first.â
you turned back to him and smiled again, that same innocent smile.
the corner of jakeâs mouth rose in a âtwo can play at this gameâ way. he opened his mouth to speak, but got cut off by someone suddenly entering your conversation. âlook at what the cat dragged back in,â the voice said, mean and full of bitterness.
you almost instantly recognized that voice, and it seems that jake did too since his face instantly twisted into one of annoyance and hatred. he moved closer to you while also hiding his boner with the basket of towels.
hana walked up to the two of you with a sneer and a dripping popsicle in one hand. two girls you never seen before trailed behind her with a matching sneer. you rolled your eyes and crossed your arms against your chest, leaning your weight towards jake. âthought the two of you went up in flames last summer?â hana added.
she focused her attention on you, âdonât tell me youâre still falling for his âi love youâsâ⌠how lame.â
jake scoffed, before either of you could say anything you noticed jungwon come up to you all. he pushed past the two random girls and shoulder-checked hana as he came to your side. âlook what desperation dragged in. i know the saying is âmisery loves companyâ but this is just getting pathetic, hana. donât you have a job to be at?â hana scoffed and opened her mouth, but jungwon beat her to it.
âoh yeah, you donât. because you got fired. i think itâs time you go find one, donât you think?â
hana rolled her eyes. âwhatever,â she said, trying to pretend like she wasnât bothered. she stuck the popsicle in her mouth briefly as she turned towards the girls. âdidnât want to stick around you losers anyways.â
she looked over her shoulder at you, âcareful, y/n. you know jakeâs still in love with me.â she then winked at him and jakeâs face twisted further into disgust.
âyou fucking wish. i was never even infatuated with you in the first place. you already know that sunghoon is the reason why i even stayed with you for those four months,â jake spit out, angrier than youâve ever seen him. âstop making my life fucking hell and just move on already. i know i already have.â
you saw the way hanaâs face fell and how she quickly masked it with a sickly sweet smile. âkeep telling yourself that, jakey,â she said before walking away.
you loudly scoffed at her retreating body and the way she purposefully swayed her hips back and forth as you turned towards jake and jungwon. âthe audacity she has is honestly astounding,â jungwon said, face mirroring yours.
âdelusional,â you added, âthe lot of them.â
âforget her,â jake said as he pulled you and jungwonâs attention back to him. he then smiled, âletâs go swimming!â
âhow hard is it to put one arm in front of the other?!â jungwon demonstrated how to use your arms to swim once again as a laugh was pulled from him. he swam out farther into the sea and then swam back, standing where you and jake were. âsee? easy.â
âiâm doing the best that i can!â you exclaim, throwing your hands up in the air in mild frustration as the remnants of a wave hit against your stomach.
jake then chimed in, âitâs actually not that easy!â jungwon turned to him in confusion and jake swam out a little from where the two of you stood. âthereâs actually a certain way you want to move your arms in order to not hurt your shoulders.â
you turned to jungwon with a triumphant smirk. âsee!â you said while crossing your arms. jungwon rolled his eyes.
jake continued demonstrating, specifically pointing out how to move your body to not hurt your shoulders. he also showed how to gain more speed and stay under the water for longer with breathing techniques. âhere, letâs do it together,â he said, swimming towards you.
he made sure your positioning was correct and guided you slowly towards the deeper part of where you all stood. âlike this! if youâre feeling any type of pain in your shoulders than youâre doing it wrong.â
after a couple minutes of adjusting and positioning, you really thought you were getting the hang of it. when jake was guiding you there wasnât any pain in your shoulders at all, but as soon as you started to do it on your own you immediately felt the tightness in them. your face scrunched up as you instantly reverted back to doggy paddling, causing jake and jungwon to laugh.
with full shame, you doggy paddled back to where they stood. âyou know⌠i donât think swimming is for me, actually.â
âi tried teaching her last year,â jungwon started, amusement tinging his voice, âshe literally almost drowned. itâs hopelessâŚâ you glared at him and then rolled your eyes. youâd like to think that if it werenât for the large waves that day that you wouldâve been fine.
jake laughed and you glared at him too, though without as much venom. âitâs a good thing i was there!â he looked at you with the biggest smile on his face and you rolled your eyes at him too. they both laughed again as you tried to think of the quickest way to discard bodies on a public beach.
âweâll try teaching you again another time,â jake continued. âyouâreâŚâ he trailed off trying to find the right word for what he was thinking. âhorrible,â jungwon concluded.
âstill a novice!â jake quickly corrected. you mumbled out a lame insult to the both of them and walked towards your towel on the beach.
they followed after you, still chuckling, as you wrapped the towel around your soaked body. âitâs not all your fault!â jungwon exclaimed. âyour hometown didnât have an ocean, or even a pool, really. donât blame yourself!â you scoffed at his cheap attempt to make you feel better and the both of you laughed. your hometown barely had a highschool with a pool. you were never taught to swim in school because all the seniors poured so much gasoline into the pool as a prank that your school had to close off the area and it just never reopened.
coincidentally, that was one of the times jungwon was staying with you and your mom. on a dare, he made you venture into the closed off pool room and you almost didnât make it out alive. yes, the two of you got in a huge amount of trouble by your parents. you made jungwon do all of your chores for the remaining two months he was there.
âwe should probably start heading home though,â said jungwon, âi accidentally broke momâs sculpture while helping auntie move in her stuff and mightâve insinuated that it was your faultâŚâ your eyes widened as you slowly turned to him. he scratched the back of his head guiltily.
âwhat?!â you nearly shouted.
âyeahâŚâ
you ran your hands down your face as you turned to jake. âiâll see you later,â you sighed, moving into his open arms for a hug. âor maybe i wonât after this,â you added suddenly.
âiâll see you later,â jake repeated as he laughed.
as you and jungwon walked offâmore like ran since you were currently trying to smother him in the sandâhe kept looking behind you and laughing to himself. you caught him the act again just as the two of you were about to leave the boardwalk. he looked behind the two of you, shook his head a little, and laughed. âwhat?â you asked him. he hummed in question at your response. âwhatâs so funny?â you continued, looking behind you as well. you couldnât tell what could possibly be making him laugh.
âoh, nothing.â jungwon looked behind him again. you nudged him with your elbow, trying to get him to confess.
jungwon laughed again. âjakeâs been staring at you this entire time with the fondest, most lovesick puppy look iâve ever seen. i donât think he moved from that spot or even blinked since we walked away.â
you whipped your head around and looked around until you saw him. indeed, jungwon was right. you smiled to yourself and gave him a little wave. the smile on jakeâs face grew as he waved back.
âgross,â jungwon commented as the two of you turned out of jakeâs sight.
jake had, once again, put himself in the position where he was forced to listen about sunghoonâs recent victimâs complaints about their relationship. ever since he met you, he questioned how he ever found any of this entertaining. listening to sunghoon go on and on about the girls he wronged just made him feel exhaustedâand guilty. jake couldnât even begin to imagine how the girls he fucked over mustâve felt. the only thing he could come close to was the image of your heartbroken face the day you left him a year ago.
he never wanted to see that face ever again.
âshe wanted me to fuck herâi fucked her. i told her not to expect a relationship out of all of thisânow sheâs crying about how i was dragging her along!â sunghoon ranted to jake as they made their way down to the boardwalk. sunghoon turned to him with an exasperated expression, âi donât know how more clear i can get!â
jake pulled the whistle from his shorts and put the lanyard around his neck. âhave you ever thought of being in a committed relationship with someone?â he asked sunghoon. jake adjusted his lifeguarding outfit as they got closer to the boardwalk.
sunghoon made a face. âdude, be serious. iâm young! iâll settle down with someone when iâm, like, thirty or whatever.â
rolling his eyes, jake laughed at sunghoonâs reluctance to commit to someone. âif you find anyone willing to be with you that you havenât fucked over by then.â the two of them laughed and stepped onto the boardwalk. it wasnât as busy of a day today, which jake was thankful for.
âalright, i gotta go. my shiftâs about to start,â jake said and turned to sunghoon. jake clasped sunghoonâs hand and gave him a quick pat on the back.
sunghoon nodded his head over to the lifeguard who was coming off dutyâjay. jake tried not to roll his eyes. âincoming, you know how he is,â sunghoon said. âsee ya, man.â
they went on their separate paths and jake walked to where jay was so they could switch. jay looked over from where he was grabbing his towel off the elevated chair ladder. jay gave a tight smile to jake, which already made jakeâs blood boil. the only thing he could think about when he looked at him was how close the two of you seemed that night at the beach party.
as jay cleared his things for jake, he tried to make small talk to make the tension less awkward and heavy. âhave you heard y/n is in back in town? for good?â jay asked. why was he asking him about you?
jake tried to not let his fist meet jayâs face again.
he tried not to be possessive over you, especially since the two of you werenât even together again yet. and he wasnât one to try and keep you from your friends, but jay was a whole different story. jake tried to not let the jealousy seep into his voice, âyeah, duh. iâm the first one she saw.â
âhm,â jay hummed as he threw his bag over his shoulder.
what was that supposed to mean? jake side eyed him. he was the first one you saw when you landed, right? jake would absolutely recoil into himself if he wasnât. surely it wasnât jay who you saw first, right? jake ignored him and started to set his own stuff down.
âbetter hope you donât fuck everything up again, never know who might swoop in and take your place.â there was the jay that jake knew. the asshole under this whole ânice guyâ act he had been playing.
jake turned fully to him. âwho? you?â
jake almost laughed in his face. jay couldnât be serious, but he promised you he would try his hardest to not let there be any drama this summer. even if his fingers itched to wipe that slight smug smirk off jayâs face.
jay just shrugged. âcould be, who knows? sheâs very likable and very beautiful. everywhere she goes she attracts the stare of some guy. and i would say that you know girls donât like to be treated like garbage, but with your track record that clearly isnât obvious to you. you already almost lost her for good once.â
jakeâs anger boiled over completely and he squeezed his eyes shut for a second to try and calm himself. it did nothing. jake wryly laughed and stepped up to jay. âso you think you can take her from me? you?â jake laughed again. âiâd like to see you try. incase it wasnât obviousâsheâs in love with me, not you. donât you hate being a pale imitation?â
jake wanted to bring up every way that he had bested jayâdown to the smallest thing, such as being able to tie his shoes before him. he would always be the better man. and even if jake wasnât in some aspect, he would make damn sure that at the end of the day he was. jay had nothing on him, you had to see that.
it angered jake that jay was even talking about you this way. in a way that suggested he could get close enough to you for the two of you to be together instead of you and him. ridiculous, it all was. the only thing jay would be is a lesser version of him, constantly chasing after anything he had that he could never have. jake shouldâve put him in his place when he had the chance three years ago.
jayâs smug smirk grew. âi donât have to do anything. all it takes is her finding out the truth about the piece of shit that you really are and the game you like to play. and whatâs inept infatuation to true bonding?â jay patted jake on the shoulder and jake harshly glared at him and pulled his shoulder away. âbest of luck,â jay said in a low voice before walking away.
as jake climbed up to his post, the heat of the sun was nothing to the scalding anger inside him. he knew one thing for sureâluck would not be on jayâs side if he had anything to do with it.
you and jake were meant to be together, and jayâs hollow words werenât going to change that.
jay: hey, are you free? jay: cashing in that rain check to hang out.
you were on your way home, but it couldnât hurt to hang out with jay. the two of you needed to spend more than twenty minutes together anyway and catch up more.
besides, the picture of him, jake, and sunghoon suddenly crossed your mind, reminding you that you had forgotten to ask jake about it. maybe jay would give you some insight on why the two of them had bad blood between each other when they were once âswimming buds for life!â
you: haha of course! jay: awesome, meet me at the boardwalk? jay: we can hang out at my place. you: iâll see you there!
you turned around and walked back down the boardwalk, picking an empty table to wait at in a relatively clear area. the polaroid wouldnât leave your mind as you speculated what couldâve possibly split them apart.
was it just a mere difference of opinion? or was it the two of them simply growing up and going their separate ways? your mind then replayed their interaction at the beach party last year, how angry they were at just seeing each other. it had to be something deeper than that. perhaps some sort of betrayal?
if that was the case, then who betrayed who? and why?
or maybe the reason was because of this gameâthe playerâs game, as jay mentioned. the one that you have already been a victim of. his words crossed your mind, âthereâs no winner in the playerâs game. itâs best to know that before itâs too late.â
he had to be a victim of the game too, if he was saying that to you. were jake and sunghoon possibly a factor in it?
before you could speculate any further, jayâs voice shocked you out of your thoughts. âhey,â he smiled, grabbing your attention. you smiled back at him as you stood. âhey!â
as the two of you walked to jayâs house, he mustâve saw that your mind was elsewhere. jay nudged into you slightly as you walked side by side. âyouâre quiet today, whatâs on your mind?â he asked.Â
you racked your mind for a way to bring up his and jakeâs past friendship subtly, so as to not barge too into their private matters without permission. you decided to try and pose it a different way. âoh, sorry! i just got off work so iâm kind of everywhere right nowâŚâ you trailed off, before purposefully perking up as if you just thought of something. âhey, how do you and jake know each other?â
you then internally panicked, thinking that that was maybe too forward, and added, âiâve been spilling my whole love story with him, and at the beach party the two of you seemed familiarâŚâ
jayâs eyebrows knitted together as he thought over your question. you hoped that you didnât hit a sensitive subject as you subtly wiped your sweaty palms onto the back of your jean shorts. âwe use to be friendsâbest friends,â jay started, âand on the swim team together back in highschool. him and his friends were just really shitty, so i decided to distance myself from them for my own good.â
you nodded along at his words, trying to place them in the puzzle board in your mind. jayâs answer was vague, but at least it was somethingâa start. youâd just have to get your answers out of him and jake whenever plausible.Â
a house that you assumed was his came up into view as the two of you continued walking. âso how did you get involved with jake? i know i kind of already asked you this before, but iâm still curious.â jay guided you towards the house as he spoke.
you told him about you and jungwon swimming in the ocean and how jungwon left to go get something to eat. about how you then mistakenly went further out despite not knowing to swim and how the waves kept beating you down. then finally about how jake had come and saved you.
jay gave you an incredulous look as he held open the gate to his backyard for you. you nodded in confirmation and his shock only grew. âiâm gonna have to teach you how to swim, then!â he exclaimed.
you looked around his backyard. he had a large in-ground pool with a nice patio set up filled with lounge chairs, tables, and an outside bar. jayâs backyard was absolutely beautiful.Â
âapparently iâm a bad student, but itâs a deal!â you joked and jay laughed, leading you to where the lounge chairs were by the pool.
âshow me what you got! you canât be that bad at swimming.â jay then suddenly stripped off his shirt, leaving him in swim trunks. your eyes widened and surveyed the upper half of his body. jay slunk into the pool, going underwater for a few seconds, and surfaced. he slicked back his now wet hair and looked up at you expectantly. âwell?â he chuckled.
you laughed, half of it full of shock and the other half full of nervousness, and stood from the chair. you began taking off your tank top and shorts as jay swam away from where you stood. once you were done, you dipped a toe into the water, face scrunching up at the coldness, and slid in completely. you shivered slightly as you slowly walked to where jay stood in the center of the shallow end of the pool.
jay motioned for you to swim a little and you ducked down until your chin touched the water. âjake taught me for a little bit last week, but it didnât really stick,â you said as you swam around a little and showed off what you learned from him. you felt jayâs eyes on you as you swam and it made you nervous about your swimming form.
âwell iâm a much better teacher than jake.â
you didnât know how to respond to that, and you didnât get the chance since jay swam up to you. jayâs fingers trail over your arms, positioning them as he told you how to move them effectively. he then had you swim around his pool more to see what else you needed to work on.
jayâs eyebrows were raised and he looked like he was holding back a laugh. âi told you i was bad!â you exclaimed, sulking down into the water as you swam to him.
ânot bad, justâŚâ jay trailed off and you quirked an eyebrow teasingly at him, âjustâŚâ jay laughed, not able to finish his sentence and you pushed him.
âsee!â you laughed.
âitâs okay, we can fix it.â jay then came closer to you, instructing you to hold out your arms. he came up behind you, his chest almost pressing against your back as his hands slid down your arms. he began to move them in a swimming motion.
âthis is the motion you want your arms to doâstraighten your fingers more, you donât want a cupping motion,â jay spoke. his hands moved to your shoulders as you continued moving your arms, moving them backwards and forwards and then down to your waist to do the same.
you heart rate picked up from just how close he was to you, his hands all over you, and his voice next to your ear. your breath hitched lowly as his hands moved to your hips. of course you noticed just how handsome jay wasâyou noticed when you first surfaced from the water and he scared youâbut seeing it all up close was something different. being this close to him made you feel nervous, and it felt a little wrong, too.
you knew that you and jake werenât together, but being this close to someone else after being so close to him felt a little dirty. like you were cheating on him in some way even though you knew that wasnât true. it alsoâdeep down inside youâexcited you, being this close to another guy.
jay moved around your body until he was to the side of you. his eyes moved from his hands that left your hips and up your body and the way that it moved until his eyes locked on yours. a satisfied smile crossed his features. âjust like that, you got it,â jay praised. you inhaled sharply at the way his praise went straight down to the pit of your stomach.
you hoped that your bodyâs reaction to him came off as nervousness. following his guidance, you gave a small leap as you swam around in a circle in the shallow end of his pool. you did another lap before swimming back to jay. he clapped a couple times as you reached him, a proud smile on his face. âi told you i was a good teacher!â
he grabbed your bare waist as you stilled and your eyes widened a fraction more than they already were. ânext time, though, make sure you use your hips more. it makes the whole movement more smooth.â
the feelings inside you made you feel extremely guilty. jay was simply just trying to teach you how to swim, yet your mind was on anything but that. even now, with his hands sliding down to your hips briefly as he finished speaking, he was so close to you that you were practically chest to chest.
dumbly, you looked at him and into his intense stare, breathing hard. you nodded at his previous sentence, though you werenât actually sure what he said to you. jay smiled, voice softer, âyou did so good! youâll be a pro in no time!â
all you could do was nod again.
there was then silence between the two of you, and this time you were sure that jay could feel the tension. the two of you held each otherâs stare, unbreaking. suddenly, jayâs gaze flicked down to your lips and then back up to your eyes. you inhaled deeply as the look in his eyes shifted.
your phone then went off, the sound of a received text message seemingly louder than it ever was before. you and jay jumped apart, the tension in the air turning awkward as jay shifted away from you slightly. âuh, iâll go get us something to drinkâŚâ he trailed off.
âohâum, yeahâŚâ you muttered awkwardly.
you both got out of the pool and you used the towel hanging off the back of the lounge chair to dry off before checking the message you received.
jake: hey, where are you? are you off work yet? you: yeah! iâve been hanging out with jay. why?
the guilt ate away at you even more. you knew it was ridiculousâyou didnât do anything wrong, the two of you just swam around together. but everything just felt weird and off now, like it was a secret you now had to hide from jake. his next message didnât make you feel any better either.
jake: hanging out with jay?! why are you with him? you: heâs my friend? and i havenât really seen him since i got here⌠you: is that a problem?
jake didnât immediately answer and it made you speculate about the friendship he and jay once had. your phone didnât ping with his text message until right as jay was coming through the sliding glass doors with two cups in his hands. âi got us some lemonade, i hope thatâs okay!â jay said, handing you one of the cups.
jake: no, not a problem at all.
instead of swimming more, you and jay decided to chill outside of the pool and soak in some of the summer sun and talk. the more you talked, the more the awkward tension that was between the two of you slowly dissipated and talking to jay again was easy.
the weird feeling inside of you didnât disappear, though. as you talked, your eyes couldnât help but be attached to jay. the way the sun beamed off his drying skin and how he kept pushing the long, damp strands of his hair out of his face. the way his whole face lit up when you said something funny and a smile broke out into a laugh. it made your heart race.
suddenly, it finally clicked in your brain. you were attracted to him.
guilt poured into you even more and you started to shyly avoid his gaze. if jay noticed the sudden shift in youâwhich you hoped he didnâtâhe didnât mention it. you made sure you eyes were focused on anything but him as you talked.
you tried categorizing jay in your mind as strictly a friend, but even then it felt like he didnât fit into the box. like he belonged somewhere between âfriendâ and âpotential romantic interestâ and that alarmed you even more. so you did the only thing you could think of at the moment to metaphorically shove him back into the âfriendâ box.
âyou know, youâre like my bestfriend, right?â you laughed, making sure to make eye contact with him.
jayâs smile grew. âiâm your bestfriend?â he teased, leaned forward on the lounge chair towards you. âwrite it in stone. get the friendship bracelets out!â a small sigh of relief escaped you and you laughed, glad that he didnât give you a weird look or anything.
jay stood from his chair, a hand at his chest, âi feel like i have to say a speech now or something.â
you immediately waved your hands in the air in front of you. âno!â you dragged the vowel out, âthat is not necessary!â jay laughed harder.
you checked the time on you phone and sighed. âi should probably head home now⌠my momâs probably wondering where i got off to after workâŚâ you stood to your feet, smile faltering on your face.
âno issue! ill walk you,â jay said.
you gave him another shy smile. it was probably best that you didnât spend more time with jay at this moment until you sorted yourself out. you didnât know whether it was that your emotions were still everywhere from the move and you havenât quite settled in yet, or what, but you had to get it together and fast.Â
âohâdonât worry about it!â you quickly said, âi have to stop down by the boardwalk and pick up something for my mom.â it was a lie, but jay was standing so close to you that it was all you had.
âokay!â jay replied. he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a hug, shaking you a bit. âweâll hang out some more sometime later, bestfriend.â
you laughed, hugging him back and ignoring your racing heart. you looked to the sky at the way the sun passed through the leaves of the trees. it was a little past noon and you were ready to get out of your bathing suit.
jay walked you to his backyard gate and opened it for you, following you out. âsee ya!â you waved at him. he repeated your words, waving goodbye.
just as you turned away from him, a rundown van that honestly looked on its last life pulled up to the walkway. behind you, jay scoffed and you looked at the oncomer curiously as you kept walking. you heard jayâs footsteps behind you walk towards the van.
as you turned towards the path to the boardwalk, you heard jay say, âheeseung, when are you gonna get rid of that beat up fucking van? shit is falling apart.â who you could only assume was heeseung replied, âdonât talk about betsy like that!â
you laughed to yourself as you continued on your way away from jayâs house.Â
as you were walking, completely in your own world, you felt an arm wrap around your waist. you nearly jumped out of your skin as you turned and screeched. jake immediately held his hands up, eyes wide and eyebrows raised.
âiâm sorry, iâm sorry! i didnât mean to scare you!â
you let out the biggest sigh of relief before hitting him on the chest. âasshole! this is, like, the second time youâve scared me nearly to death!â
jake laughed before wrapping his arms back around your waist, pulling you into him. he pressed a kiss to your cheek and smiled down at you. âi tried calling your name, but you werenât listening! whatâs on your mind?â
you shook your head slightly and shrugged a little. you were just glad to be in his arms again. ânothing,â you replied, âjust a little spaced out, i guess.â
jake hummed and the two of you continued walking together. you noticed how jake had subtly guided you away from the path to the boardwalk and onto one you remembered from when you first landed hereâhis house.
this was your chance. with jay only giving you a vague answer about their history, maybe jake would give you more insight. you looked at him, âhey, jake?â
jake hummed again, brows slightly drawn together as he smiled at you. it was time to bite the bullet. âyou and jay use to be bestfriends, right? what happened between the two of you?â you asked. jakeâs smile fell and he looked down to the ground before looking forward. there was almost what seemed to be a flash of anger that crossed his features at the mention of jayâs name.
âuhâŚâ jake trailed, tucking a stray strand of his hair that wasnât already tied up behind his ear. âi was a really shitty person back then. i hurt a lot of peopleâdid a lot of things that i now regret.â
that was basically a regurgitated version of what jay had already told you, it wasnât enough. you needed to know more. âyeah, i know that already. but what did you do to him that you guys arenât friends anymore?â you said, trying to make yourself more clear.
âwhy do you want to know so bad?â jake asked, slight annoyance in his tone as he looked back to you. âdid jay say something to you?â his arm around your waist tightened.
jake had never gotten annoyed at you, so you felt the need to defend yourself. âno, but i saw that picture on your wall with you, him, and sunghoon. âswimming buds for life!ââ you sarcastically mocked as you did air quotes. âand you freaked out when you heard that i was hanging out with him. should jay have said something?â
the annoyance in jakeâs features only grew and he rolled his eyes at the mention of jayâs name. you didnât understand why he was acting this way over a simple question. you told him you wanted no drama, and you thought he understood that. so why wonât he tell you what happened between him and jay? you thought that he would start being more transparent with you after last summer.
you didnât realize that you were already at his house until he pushed the door open and took your hand in his to drag you up the stairs to his bedroom. âitâs not important,â jake said, pushing his bedroom door open. you followed him through, shutting the door behind you to muffle the noise. âbut it is!â you insisted, voice raising as you stopped in your tracks.
jake turned around so he faced you, running his hands through the hair that escaped his ponytail that he sported before running them down his face in frustration. âheâs my friend and youâreââ you cut yourself off, sighing deeply and sitting on the edge of his bed. âwhy canât you just give me a straight answer? what is it? what is it about me and him being friendly that has you acting like this?â
you looked at the way jake started to pace in front of you with a worried expression. was what happened between the two of them so bad that it couldnât even be uttered? surely not, right?
âiâi just canât fucking stand him! and i can't stand you with him,â jake began to ramble, face twisted into an expression you couldnât quite read. âyou not with me. i canât stand how he spun all of this to seem like he is the innocent one in all of thisâlike he wasnât part of the game too! like he wasnât a shitty person too!â
jake continued, voice raising, but never reaching a yell, âand i can't standâcouldnât possibly fathom losing you again because of him.â jake came to stand before you, desperately looking at you.
you shook your head in confusion. âwhat are you talking aboutâlosing me? how would you lose me?â
jake slumped down next to you, leaning over to run his hands through his hair that had completely fallen out of his ponytail now. you glanced around his room, noting the pictures of the two of you hanging up on his walls that werenât there before. he had replaced some of the previous pictures with one of the two of you. just then, a lightbulb illuminated in your head. âjake⌠are you⌠jealous?â you asked him quietly, brows drawn together.
âyes!â he exasperatedly shouted, falling back onto his bed and rubbing his eyes.
you turned, âyou have nothing to be jealous about? jay and i are just friends!â
jake shook his head, eyes still covered. âyouâre gonna find out how absolutely shitty i was in the past and how heâs so perfect and want nothing to do with me.â jake uncovered his eyes and looked at you sullenly. âi donât know what i would do with myself if you wanted nothing to do with me.â
you laid down next to him so you were face to face and grabbed his hand. absentmindedly, jake rubbed his thumb on the back of your hand. you looked at jake and his kicked puppy expression, âyou donât have anything to worry about, jake. nothing.â
you looked at him firmly to make sure your words were really sinking in. you may have found jay attractive, but jake is the one who kept you up at night. who you canât stop thinking about no matter how hard you tryâwho you spent a whole year thinking about. the one who you graciously let hold your heart.
âthereâs no competition between you and jay,â you added in a low voice.
jake seemed to relax and the line between his brows smoothened. âa girl,â jake suddenly said. you gave him a confused look.
âhe was in love with this girl, but she liked me instead of him. when he found out things didnât go over so well⌠split the whole swim team in half with people choosing sides. it was a loss for both of us.â jake looked down at your intertwined hands, voice quiet.
âwell iâm not her,â you stated. âyou wonât lose me.âÂ
jake looked up at you and you scooted closer to him, lips mere centimeters apart. âyou wonât,â you repeated, pressing your lips to his. jakeâs hand raised to cup your cheek as his lips fell in sync with yours. the two of you stayed like that for a moment, the kiss growing more passionate and desperate as time went on.
you straddled him, lips still attached to his, and instantly jakeâs hands came to your hips. pulling away, you breathed, âlet me make you feel good this time.â
furrowing his brows, jake looked up at you with confusion. âyou always make me feel good,â you started, crawling backwards until your hands reached the band of his loose shorts. âlet me return the favor.â
you crawled all the way off of his bed and sat on your knees between his legs, your hands resting neatly in your lap. jake sat up, eyes widening slightly as he stared hard down at you. you looked up at him with big, hesitant doe eyes.
âyou cannot look up at me like that, pretty.â a shy smile grew at his words and at the way you saw the tent in his shorts grow.
âwill you teach me how?â you asked him. youâve never given anyone a blowjob in your life, you barely even gave a handjob. nerves flooded you at the fact that you would possibly do something wrong and that would be the end of it. or that you didnât do it well enough and it was just disappointing.
you ran your hands up jakeâs thighs and played with the drawstring of his shorts. jake screwed his eyes shut and nodded a little, inhaling sharply before opening his eyes again. âare you sure?â he asked you, worry tinging his features. âyou donât have toâand i donât want to hurt you.â
âi want to,â you stated firmly, fingers hooking onto the band of his shorts now. you tugged lightly at it.
âalright,â jake breathed out. âdonât do anything you arenât ready for.â
you nodded impatiently, eagerly pulling down his shorts and boxers in response. jake lifted his hips so they slid off all of the way, his heavy cock springing free from its restraints. you took his cock in your hands and jake lightly put a hand on the back of your head to signal you to stop.
âgo slow, and donât try to take more than you can handle to try and please me,â he said seriously. âi donât want you hurting yourself.â
nodding again, you nervously looked at his cock in your hands. you werenât sure what to do first. wrap your mouth around him or stroke him first? your grip was feather-light and you looked back up at jake so he could tell you what to do.
he caressed the back of your head comfortingly, âyou donât have to be nervous, baby, itâs just me.â jake gave you a reassuring smile and you gave him a small nervous one back. âyou donât have to hold it so lightly either, donât be afraid to grab it.â
inhaling deeply, you tightened your grip until it was firm, but not too tight that you thought might hurt. jake moaned lightly, his eyes fluttering closed for a brief second. âi-is that good?â you asked worriedly.
jake nodded, inhaling hard. âyes, yes, just like that.â drips of precum slid down the flushed tip of his cock. ânow, just move your hands up and down while twisting back and forth a little.â
you did exactly as he said, moving you hands up and down his length while maintaining the grip you already had. your eyes were trained on jakeâs face and the way soft moans left his parted lips and his head tilted back more and more.
âgood, baby,â jake breathed out heavily. you felt the way his cock practically throbbed in your hands. âwhen you get to the top, grab harder.â
âharder?â you asked, slightly more worried. your grip was already firm and he wants you to tighten it? jake nodded more, brows knitted together as his eyes squeezed shut, âmhm.â his moans were louder now and his hand that was at your head moved to press down into his mattress with his other hand.
you kept stroking him, his precum making the motion a bit easier. when you got to the flushed tip of his cock, you squeezed down harder. a loud moan left jakeâs mouth as his hips bucked up into your hands. âah fuck,â he groaned under his breath.
you smiled. it was nice to see him twisted in pleasure instead of the other way around. it was especially nice to know that you were the cause of it. that you were making him feel this good. you wondered if this is how he felt when he made you feel this good. it made your skin heat up and arousal pool at your core the more you thought about it and the more he moaned and whimpered for you.
jake tried hard to keep his hips still, but it was as if he physically couldnât control himself. âcan i try my mouth now?â you asked timidly. breathing hard, jake nodded. he looked down at you with hooded, clouded eyes of lust.
you sat up on your knees a bit and leaned forward. you looked down at his reddened mushroom tip and started with some apprehensive kitten licks. above you, jake inhaled sharply. you looked up at him nervously and you saw something shift in his features. his pupils blew wide with lust and his fingers gripped his comforter to keep his hands at his sides.
âslow,â he intrustructed. it came out almost strangled.
hesitantly, you wrapped your mouth around the tip of his cock as if it were a lollipop, sucking your cheeks in a bit. another loud moan was ripped deep from within jake and he threw his head back completely. you pulled your mouth off of him, eyes widening, before preparing yourself to take more of his cock inside your mouth.
you wrapped your mouth around him again, going farther down his thick length before you suddenly gagged. jakeâs eyes flew down at you and his hand grabbed the hair at the back of your head to pull you off of him. âare you okay, baby?â he asked, frantic.
you nodded, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand as you looked up at him with watery eyes. his cock in you free hand twitched. you swallowed thickly, âsorryâŚâ
he moved his hand at the back of your head to caress your cheek. âitâs okay, just take it easy. okay?â jake said softly. âokay,â you replied.
inhaling, you took him into your mouth again, this time taking jakeâs advice and going slow. you went down inch by inch, stopping before you got the feeling of having to gag again. you wrapped your hands around the rest of his length that you couldnât fit inside your mouth and applied the same pressure as before.Â
slowly, you bobbed your head up and down, sucking inwards so your cheeks hollowed. âbreatheââ jake spoke before getting cut off by his own moans and whimpers. ââŚthrough your nose.â
it mustâve been really difficult for jake, trying to control himself while talking you through what to do at the same time. even now, the more you sucked him off, the more you felt him struggling to still himself so he didnât potentially hurt you. a part of you wanted him to just let go.
you didnât even notice the fire in your lungs until he mentioned breathing. so you inhaled through your nose, the tension in your body immediately being relieved even though it took you a few tries to actually breath through your nose and suck at the same time. at the base of his cock, you moved your hands in the same up and down and twisting motion.
jake was practically panting now, knuckles white with the way he gripped his comforter. his moans and whimpers increased and his hips bucked up into your mouth lightly, signaling that he was real close to cumming. âshit,â jake cursed, half of it coming out in a whine.
his hand was at the back of your head again, using your hair to pull your mouth off of him. you kept moving your hands, this time bringing them up furtherâand squeezing at his tipâto accommodate the lack of your mouth.
you barely got to lean away before his cum was shooting out of him and all over your face and hands. drips of it landed on his thighs and jake fell back on his hands, a loud moan ripping through him as his head flew back. you kept stroking him, the remaining cum dripping down your hands, as you helped him through his high. jakeâs hips lazily thrusted up into your hands as he tried to catch his breathing.
once jake was finished, his cock softening in your hands, he sat up to look at you. you looked at him with hesitant doe eyes again and his eyes widened to saucers as he took in the scene in front of him. âwas it good?â you asked shyly, worry hanging on the edge of your words. you swear you felt his cock harden.
âperfect. it was perfect, pretty,â jake responded, gently grabbing your chin. you licked your lips and was surprised at the slight salty taste of his cum. jake smiled and chucked a bit, âif you could see yourself from my point of view right nowâŚâ
you smiled cheekily at him. âso take a picture and show me.â
that got him hard again.
jake raised an eyebrow at you, his smile turning into a smirk. he leaned down to his shorts pocket and fished out his phone, then he aimed the camera at you and you heard the click of a picture.
he still had his phone aimed at you. you giggled, âdo you want me to pose?â jake laughed and you joined him. âif you want,â he smiled.
you lifted his heavy, half hard cock in your hands and placed your tongue at the side of his tip while you stared into the camera. âcarefulâŚâ jake warned teasingly. âi donât think i could control myself again.â you smiled before wrapping your lips around him, giggling.
a moan slipped past jakeâs lips and you laughed, pulling away. he tossed his phone behind him and raised his brows at you. jake grabbed your arms and pulled you to your feet. âokay, little miss eager⌠letâs get you cleaned up. i donât think you want to go walking around with my cum all over your face.â
being back at you and jakeâs spot evoked emotions inside you that you werenât quite ready for. being at your spot and laying under the stars with him caused a whole bigger tidal wave. it made you think of every moment that the two of you had hereâgood and bad. jake was right, this really is the best place to see the stars.
the last time the two of you watched the stars together, you were tucked into jakeâs side, almost cheek to cheek. now the two of you were seperateâthe only connection being the brushing together of your arms. you didnât like how far away he felt, but you werenât quite sure how to bridge the gap further.
you felt jakeâs heavy stare on the side of your face and you looked over at him instead of the stars. you had spent the rest of the day together, roaming around the small town with your phones on record capturing every moment until the two of you ended up here. it felt like the day when you had stumbled into your shared spot and you and jakeâs relationship changed forever. you quirked an eyebrow at him as the two of you stared at each other for a moment. you could tell that something was weighing on his mind.
jake exhaled, âi know you wanna take things slow, so i wonât ask youâŚâ his eyes flickered to the stars before focusing on you again. you really appreciated how he was being open with his feelings with you, especially since he told you how difficult it was for him. âbut, just know youâre the only one for me. no games, no lies, nothing. i want only you. youâre the only one iâll ever want.â
you shifted so you were fully facing him, shocked at where this was coming from all of a sudden. you thought you curbed his earlier jealousyâmaybe it was something else? âis this because of what hana said a few weeks ago? cause i donât believe a single word out of her mouth. i know how you feel about me, i know that you arenât a player anymore.â
âyes and noâŚâ jake trailed. âi just want to make sure that you know. whenever you want to take things to the next level, iâll be there. i donât want you to think this is only about the sex for me, âcause it isnât.â
jake then suddenly panicked, waving his hand in between the two of you. âthough the sex is greatâamazing, even, and i really, really enjoy it! so donât thinkââ
you cut him off with a soft laugh, he is so cute when he is flustered. âi know, jake, i know.â
you sat up from the blanket you both are laying on. âturn around!â you tell jake. he smiled and turned towards the blanket while covering his eyes. âdonât look!â
taking a deep breath, you steadied yourself. you thought now was as good as a time to take things to the next level. in the sand you nervously wrote out âboyfriend? yes or noâ with check boxes next to âyesâ and âno.âÂ
you knew you prioritized taking things slowâwhich you definitely didnât doâand having jakeâs actions speak louder than his words, but you knew what you wanted. you knew the moment you landed here and ran as fast as you could to him. jake is the one that you wantâthe one that youâll always want, and his actions have already proven to you that he feels the exact way.
moving to the side a bit, you told him to open his eyes. you took your lip between your teeth as you watched him read your words in the sand. you let out a small sigh of relief when his whole face lit up and he checked the âyesâ box immediately. giggling, you climbed into his lap and smashed your lips onto his.
âoh! we should take a picture!â jake perked up. he pulled his phone from his pocket and aimed it towards the words in the sand. âphysical memories and all, right? well, not physical, but you know what i mean.â you laughed as he snapped the picture and one of the two of you for good measure.
as jake walks you home, the air between the two of you buzzesâalmost glows with the help of the streetlights. your hand is intertwined in his and the world feels like itâs back in order. itâs electrifyingâthe way you turn and stare up at him just before you step onto your porch. you open your mouth to speak, but jake already knows what the words will be.
just then, the porch light turns on and you quickly look back at it before looking back at him. with a sheepish smile you tell him goodnight. jakeâs heart canât help but swell as he smiles back and kisses you on your cheek. âgoodnight, baby,â he murmurs.
jake watches you walk to your porch and disappear into your houseânot letting go of his hand until the distance physically breaks the two of you apart. he begins to walk home, thoughts of you flooding his mind. jake is so fond of you that it almost hurts. heâs so in love with you that it actually does.
heâs looking through the pictures and videos you both took today, a giddy smile on his face as he starts to send them to you like you asked earlier. then a thought crosses his mind. is it his jealousy and slight possessiveness creeping in? maybe. but his fingers are already moving before he can stop them.
jake just hopes that jay still has the same number.
attaching the imagine of you asking him to be your boyfriend and the selfie of the two of you, jake presses send. he waits a second before typing the message, âoops, meant to send this to my girlfriend. my bad!â
jay: read, 10:57 P.M.
jake smirks as he slides his phone back in his pocket. he knew that he was rubbing it in jayâs face, but he honestly couldnât care less. how dare he try to come between the two of you? jake wouldnât be surprised if he only started talking to you so he could get one up on him. pitiful, really.
it didnât matter anymore, because now you were jakeâs girlfriendâand you were all that mattered to him.
âyou just canât help yourself, huh?â a voice said behind you.
you were in the middle of wrapping up your shiftâcleaning the counter and tidying up for the next personâs shift. turning, confusion written all over your face, you were then face to face with hana. anger coiled her features into a scowl and she looked almost⌠paranoid? mascara clumped below her lashes and she honestly looked a mess. your brows knitted together at her words. what was she on about now?
âjake is mine,â she said with fevered passion. you just rolled your eyes and continued tidying up, opting to ignore her. that didnât stop hana. she slammed her hands down on the counter, leaning forward. you raised an eyebrow at her. âfirst jake, now jayâyou just canât help going after my sloppy seconds, canât you?â hana continued, almost shouting. she was borderline hysterical and you genuinely started to get worried.
âwhat? what are you talking about, hana?â you asked, turning fully to her.
your response only seemed to piss hana off even more than she was. red-hot anger boiled behind her eyes and she was attracting the attention of people passing by, but she either didnât notice or didnât care. âdonât âwhatâ me. you know exactly what iâm fucking talking about! what do they even see in you?â
you honestly had no words. hana stormed off, giving you one last glare. you stood in place frozen, rag hanging limply from your fingers.
the vibration of your phone knocked you back to your senses and you quickly finished tidying up. you clocked out and on the way home you opened your phone to see what the vibration was.
jake: lunch at your house with your mom today is still on right? you: yup! jake: see you there, pretty.
you pushed open your front door, gaining your momâs attention. she mustâve walked through the door minutes prior since she was surrounded by grocery bags. you helped her bring them into the kitchen and unload them.
âso⌠you and that jake boy, huh?â your mother asked you innocently, putting stuff away into the fridge. you were next to her putting stuff into cabinets. âyeah,â you said sheepishly, âweâre back together now.â
she hummed, quiet for a moment. âi know last year the two of you had problems that hindered you from wanting to come back hereâproblems that i see have been resolved now. i can tell that he does really care about you, honey, so donât be afraid to jump feet first.â she looked at you from where she stood in front of the fridge, a spacey look in her eyes. you can tell she was thinking about your father.
âthanks, mom,â you smiled at her. she snapped out of her haze, smiling back at you.
âand thenââ you were cut off by a moan pushing itself out of your mouth, your back arching slightly off your bed. âand then she was just shouting like a maniac! the whole time iâm trying to figure out what sheâs on about while everyone around us is staring.â
another soft moan left your parted lips and your fingers grabbed tightly onto your blankets. your brows drew together as your mind started to get hazy. you were just about to lose tract of what you were saying before the image of hanaâs hysterical and angry face popped into your mind. âare you even listening to me?â you asked, flicking the blanket off of you.
jake looked up at you, lips attached to your core and fingers buried deep inside you. he hummed in question and it sent shockwaves throughout youâmaking your hips buck up into his mouth and your eyes flutter shut briefly. you pouted and jake pulled away from you, pulling his fingers out of youâthe wetness coating themâand resting his hand on your inner thigh so your legs stayed apart.
âbaby, i do not care about hana,â jake said. you scoffed and looked up at your ceiling, old glow in the dark stars sticking to it. jake chuckled and crawled up your body so you were face to face. âwho cares what she said! sheâs delusional and crazyâignore her.â
you sighed and jake laughed more. ânow, do you want me to continue or do you wanna rant more?â he asked you. you pouted more at him and he kissed your lips.
there was a knock at your door and you and jake panicked and he ended up falling off your bed and to the ground next to it with a loud thud. âone second!â you called as you pulled your panties back from the side and adjusted your skirt so it wasnât halfway up your stomach.
turning to jake, you put a finger to your lips, motioning for him to stay silent. you went to your door and opened it up just enough to show your body. âwhat was that?â your mom asked you.
you furrowed your brows, pretending like it wasnât jake falling on his ass, before acting like you realized what she was talking about. âoh, that thud? it was my suitcaseâi still havenât fully unpacked yetâŚâÂ
your mom tsked at you and handed you a dress. âfound one of my old dresses while cleaning out grandmaâs closet, i thought you might want it to wear to summer splash.â your eyes widened at you took it from her, a thankful smile forming on your face.
âitâs beautiful, mom,â you spoke as you examined it. she smiled before leaving you to unpack.
you laid the dress on the chair next to your closet before turning to jake. you held out a hand as you waited for your momâs footsteps to retreat completely before rushing to him and helping him to his feet. the two of you smiled sheepishly at each other.
âi think i should go,â jake said in a low voice. he wrapped his arms around your waist and buried his face in your neck. the tips of his ponytail tickled your cheek. jake pressed a kiss to your neck, making you shiver, before looking back at you. âwe can finish this later.â
heat rushed to your face and you nodded, fighting the urge to cover your face from him. jakeâs smile turned to a half-smirk. he started to walk towards your door but you pulled him back towards you by his hand, a wild look on your face. âyou canât just go out the front door!â you whisper-yelled.
jakeâs brows furrowed. âwhy not?â he whispered back.
you gave him an incredulous look. âjake, i snuck you in here,â you said before pointing to your window. âyou were supposed to leave after lunch⌠youâre gonna have to use the window.â jake looked at the window and then at you, unmoving.
pulling him to the window, you opened it and the warm summer nighttime air hit you. you turned to jake and motioned to the window. jake raised his brows. he then intertwined your hands and rested his forehead against yours for a moment before kissing you gently.
âiâm going to be coming through your window all of the time now, i hope you realize that,â jake said lowly. you laughed softly at him, âiâll leave it unlocked for you then.â
jake leaned on your open window, looking down at the grass below before turning to you. âyouâre still my date to the summer splash event, right?â you rolled your eyes playfully at him, âduh! of course i am!â
jake smiled and kissed your cheek before stepping over the ledge of the window. he started climbing down before he unceremoniously fell on his ass again. you gasped and shouted in a low, worried voice, âare you okay?!â
jake gave you a pained smile and a thumbs up before getting up and shaking himself off. you watched as the living room light turned on. you and jake froze for a second, his eyes darting up to yours, before he took offâwaving at you as he ran down the street.
you held in the urge to laugh as you quietly shut your window again, making sure to leave it unlocked. you were sure you were gonna hear about the âstrange noisesâ tomorrow. you pulled your phone out and texted jake.
you: very smooth. jake: i know, iâm such a pro!
jake attached a blurry picture of him smiling while running that finally got you to laugh.
[ CHANGEOVER â THE SUMMER SUN SETS EARLY ] đź and a cold wind sweeps up the sea.
jake laughedâthe vibrations traveling throughout your body as you laid on his chestâand scrolled to another video on his phone for the two of you to watch together. he had come through your window like he promised and the two of you had spent the night in the same bed. now the both of you were in the bare bones of your pajamasâyou in a thin tank top and panties and him just in his boxersâthe morning of the summer splash charity event.
after a couple more videos, jake shut his phone off and looked down at you on top of him. âas much as i enjoy you sitting on my cock, we should both probably get ready⌠today is gonna be a long day.â
you snuggled deeper into his bare chest. the simple feeling of being stuff so full already had your mind cloudy. âbut iâm so comfortable!â you mumbled, glancing up at him. jake smirked.
jakeâs hands trailed down to your waist, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. âhm, youâre so comfortable⌠how comfortable?â he asked, voice low. you sat up fully, a flirty smile crossing your features. you rested your hands on his chest.
âvery comfortable.â
âletâs see, then.â jakeâs smirk grew as his hands trailed down to your hips, head tilting to the side. his hands squeezed your hip slightly and you were practically already dripping.
you started rolling your hips, using your hands on his chest as leverage. both of your breathing started to get heavier. âlike this?â you asked innocently, lifting your hips a little and dropping them again as you rolled them. jakeâs eyes rolled back and his head fell back on your headboard.
âyes⌠exactly like that,â he breathed, voice almost hoarse.
the more you moved, the louder your moans grew and the cloudier your head got. at some point jake had to hold his hand over your mouth to muffle them. âshh, pretty,â he shushed in a husky voice. âiâm sure you donât want someone to come in here and see us.â
you shook your head as you kept riding him. âf-feels so good, i canât stop myself.â jakeâs response was to kiss you instead, muffling your shared moans with each otherâs mouths. he bit down softly on your lower lip and smirked at the way you moaned against his mouth.
the fabric between the two was seemingly too much for jake. before you could even chase his lips, your tank top was off and his lips were on your skin and his hands were exploring the new access to your body. you bit down hard on your bottom lip as his plump lips left love bites all over your skin.
a loud whimper left your mouth when jake adjusted your position so that he could easily fuck up into you. you buried your face in his neck to silence yourself, hoping that the loud sounds of skin slapping against skin didnât alert any of your family members.
âf-fuckââ jake swore, voice stuttering as he suddenly stilled inside you. warm cum spilled into you and filled you even more. you looked up from jakeâs neck through hooded eyes and watched the way his eyes fluttered closed.
jake exhaled heavily, his forehead resting against yours as his cum dripped out of you and down his hard cock. his lips sloppily connected with yours as his hips started fucking up into you again.
your brows harshly drew together as your moan was muffled by jakeâs mouth. your nails dug into his shoulders and your body started to shake as each wave of pleasure hit you one by one like a tsunami.
âfeels good, baby?â jake whispered near your ear, voice husky. you could barely answer him because if you did you would end up shrieking. all you could do was nod weakly as high-pitched whimpers and whines escaped past your lips.
jake swore again when you tightly clenched down onto him, body shaking like a leaf and nails so deep in his shoulders that you werenât surprised if you drew blood. suddenly the floodgates opened and you were cumming harder than you ever did before as your body fully collapsed on top of jake.
stars swirled in your eyes as jake helped you through your orgasm, kissing your cheek and shoulder comfortingly as he rubbed circles onto your back. both of you were covered in a sheen of sweat and breathing heavily, the point where the two of you connected sticky with your mixed cum.
once your head wasnât on cloud nine anymore, you shakily sat up. you gave jake a hazy smile and giggled. jake pulled you closer to him, chuckling, before he kissed you softly. âwe might be in trouble,â he said in a low voice, accent heavy. you giggled again, ignoring the way your pussy throbbed from his voice alone.
you pulled away from him, almost fully naked body on full display for him. you both were definitely gonna have to throw away your respective panties and boxers after this. jake looked down at the mess you both created before caressing your waist with his thumb. there was that fondness in his eyes again. âyouâre so pretty like thisâŚâ he trailed and you hid your face with your hands, heat rushing to your face as you shyly smiled.
jake pulled away your hands. âmy pretty girl,â he said affectionately. you lifted your hips and pulled yourself off of his cock, more cum spilling out of you. you leaned back down to kiss him. âwe should get ready now,â he said, pressing another chaste kiss to your lips.
you hummed before throwing his famous smirk at him. jake quirked an eyebrow, the corners of his mouth raising. âgetting ready can wait another thirty minutes,â you murmured before trailing kisses down his body. jakeâs breath hitched and his eyes fluttered shut when your kissed stopped right where the band of his boxers were.
your smirk grew. it was nice to know that you had the same effect on him that he had on you. that you could get him all worked up so easily like he sat in the palm of your hand. it made you feel on top of the world. âwe arenât done yet,â you said, grabbing his cum-covered cock into your hand as you began to stroke slowly.
a whimper left jakeâs parted lips as his eyes cracked open. the corners of his mouth were still raised, âiâm gonna make you eat your words.â
itâs safe to say that you and jake were a little late showing up to the summer splash charity event. all around the beach and boardwalk were people participating in various contests and competitions to raise money for the sheltered animals in town. you were in one of your momâs old dressesâit was so beautiful and formal that you felt a little awkward and restricted despite its flowinessâand jake had on a nice suit that matched your dress. the two of you looked stunning, if you did say so yourself.
at some point jake got pulled away from you by his friends to participate in a competition and you wandered the boardwalk looking at all the competing people. you could see why this was held every year, everyone was buzzing with energy and there were smiles all around.
âhey⌠y/n?â you turned to see jay coming up to you. you smiled at him.
âoh! hey, jay!â you said, turning to face him. he had a serious expression on his face and your eyes knitted together in worry. âwhatâs wrong?â you asked him. jay inhaled deeply and a flood of words poured from his mouth.
âlisten, i know you may think jake is the one, but he isnât the saint you think he is.â jay gave you a firm stare. you looked away, sighing to yourself. âjayâŚâ you trailed.
jay cut you off. âi have to say this before itâs too late. i like you, y/n. i really like you. and iâd never put you through all the things he hasâlead you on or fill your head with lies and half-truths. if youâd give me the chance, i could show you that weâre a better match.â you opened your mouth to speak but he cut you off again. âthink about itâŚâ
jay then left you standing dumbfounded and completely confused on the boardwalk.
later that night, there was a venue the coordinators booked where people could dance and mingle with each other over drinks. you and jake were on the dance floor, way past tipsy, but not quite as drunk yet. a slow song started to play and the two of you swayed side to side before jake spun you.
you smiled adoringly up at him and he mirrored your expression. you leaned closer to him and leaned your head against his chest as the two of you continued to sway. âyou do know how much i like you,â you said to him, loud enough for it to be heard over the music but low enough that only his ears could hear and a bit slurred. you felt jake chuckle as his arms wrapped tightly around your waist.
âi do,â he replied. âyou do know how much i like you, right?â you laughed and pulled away slightly to look up at him. you pressed your lips against his softly.
there was something else hanging in the air between you that you couldnât quite put your finger on. maybe your head was too misty from the alcohol, but it felt like it was on the tip of both of your tongues. you didnât linger on it, mind distracted by the sudden need to use the restroom.
pulling away from jake, you told him this and made your way to the restrooms. jake watched you leave, a small smile on his face. his face dropped when he saw a sneering hana follow after you. in a quick second decision he decided to go after the both of you.
when jake caught up to the two of you, it felt like he was walking directly into a car crash. âthe year you were gone he was with me!â he heard hana say as she shoved her phone in your face, swiping through various pictures. confusion spread through him. what was she talking about now?
your brows were knitted together as you took the phone from her, looking through all the pictures of her and jake. even with your clouded mind, you didnât believe hana at first, but ask you kept scrolling you werenât quite sure anymore. jakeâs hair was almost the same length as it was now and when you checked the dates it said it was from a year ago.
âmhm!â hana said, and it felt like she dug her claws into your heart and ripped it out. âas soon as you got on that plane he came to me!â your heart dropped and you turned to jake, hurt written all over your face. you felt absolutely crushed.
âis this true?â you asked him, voice trembling.
after everything he said to youâhe went back to her? when he said that nothing happened between them and nothing will ever again⌠was that all just a lie? did he take you as a fool again? you couldnât believe this.
âi love you, you know id never go back to her when this whole time iâve been waiting for you.â jake stepped towards you, still confused about what was happened. all he knew was that he didnât want to see that hurt look on your faceâhe couldnât take it. you quickly took a step back from him and he practically shriveled up and died.
in the background the coordinators were announcing how much money was raised tonight, but you could barely hear them with your heart beating in your ears. âbut you went back to her,â you spoke, voice raising.
jake gave you an incredulous look. âyouâre telling me you believe whatâs coming out of her mouth right now? seriously? whatever she showed youâtheyâre fake. she probably edited them.â
tears welled up in your eyes, your emotions everywhere from that stupid alcohol you decided to drink. âi donât know what to believe anymore! itâs always fucking something with you and iâm tired of it!â you exclaimed. you wanted to wrap your arms around yourself and disappear.
jake pleaded with you, âlisten to me. listen to what iâm telling you! itâs not true.â he took another step towards you and this time you let him.
seemingly out of thin air, jay appeared next to the three of you, turning his attention to jake. âwhy donât you tell her about what happened between the three of us, jake.â he motioned with a finger between him, jake, and hana. your brows drew deeper together as you looked between him. what is jay talking about?
âyeah, jake!â hana chimed it, a sickly sweet smile curling up the corners of her lips. âtell her.â
you looked back at jake and the bewildered look on his face as jay and hana pounced on him. jay then looked at you, âwell, if you wonât tell y/n then i will.â
jay stepped closer to you and jake and wrapped an arm around jakeâs shoulders. âyou wanna know the real reason why jake and i arenât bestfriends anymore?â jake pushed jay off of him but jay just shook his head, lips twitched up slightly into what looked like a sneer.
âbelieve it or not, we use to be closeâme, jake, sunghoon, the whole damn highschool swim team. until jakey hereââ jay poked a finger into jakeâs chest ââdecided to let it all crash and burn.â jay then turned to you. ânow, iâm not the most innocent either. jake and sunghoonâs game they like to playâthe whole player lifestyleâi use to be part of it all. we were all shitty, together.â
jay continued. âwe would see who could get attached to us the fastest, and once theyâd become too clingy⌠dropped. you see, we werenât looking for anything serious, just some fun! we had just graduated and werenât looking to settle down anytime soon. that is⌠until i was.â he then turned to hana, motioning a weak hand at her. ânow i should've known better to fall for someone who was clearly still so obsessed with jake, but i thought it was young love. pathetic.â
hana rolled her eyes at jay before tilting her head at you, âyou arenât as special as you think. before he took your virginity, he took mine. i was you, donât you see?â
jay snorted, âbefore he dropped you and barely remembered your name or who you were at all.â hana scoffed at him but jay ignored her. âhana and i started going steady and jake and sunghoon didnât like that. it was always âoh, the two of you arenât serious! youâll just drop her like the rest!â but months past and me not playing the game anymore only angered them more.â
jake finally seemed to snap out of his fog. âyouâre such a fucking liar. we werenâtââ
âso they decided to get back at me, a harmless prank,â jay cut him off. âand clearly hana was using me to get back to jake, unbeknownst to me. they all thought it would be so funny if i found jake and hana together, to show me that she âwasnât really worth it.â and i did find themâonly i didnât find it funny, but to them the plan went off without a hitch so it was a success.â
jay turned from all of you. you could feel the anger radiating off of him as he retold the story and lived through all of the memories. shock grew on your face and you looked at jake with wide eyes.
âcue the big, disastrous fight that split the former swim team in half. lifelong friendships were broken, people were betrayed, and people chose sides. you get the gist.â jay turned back to you all, waving a hand in the air, face steeled.
he looked at you again. âyou wanna know the kicker? despite not giving a single fuck about hanaânot oneâhe then dated her after for four months. just to really stick it to me.â
your mind flashed to jakeâs letter. about three years ago he said him and hana dated for four months but they âdidnât click,â so he broke up with her. he said that ever since sheâs been making his life hell with her obsession with him and her trying to get back together. you felt like you were going to throw up. you hated hana, that much was obvious, but you couldnât really dismiss the fact that jake took her virginity and then dropped her. it wasnât an excuse, but itâs no wonder sheâs so obsessed with him.
like she said, she was you. he probably made her feel like the only girl in the world for that one night.
âyouâre just jealous of what jake and i had,â hana said, crossing her arms over her chest. jayâs gaze darted to herâs and wryly laughed. âsure, hana. you keep telling yourself whatever you need to help you sleep at night. jake never liked you the way you think he did. the only reason he dated you so long was because sunghoon dared him to see how long he could go before going crazy.â
hana blinked a couple times. clearly that information was new to her, too.
âiâm never one to forgive and forget, so now you can see why our friendship has long been dead and buried,â jay concluded. âi told you heâs not the saint you think he is.â jay sounded sorry for you and jake just stared at you with wide, fearful eyes. it was all too much for you to process.
âi need some space. i canât⌠itâs over.â cheering exploded around you from everyone else at the party and you stumbled away, pushing through the door until you were hit in the face with fresh air. tears fell from your eyes and distantly you heard voices behind you calling your name.
you felt like no matter how hard you tried, oxygen wouldnât reach your lungs. you pressed your hand to your stomach, trying to will yourself to breathe. you heard people arguing next to you and you closed your eyes to try and steady yourself as you inhaled sharply, air finally reaching your lungs. you turned to the voices as your ears suddenly heard them clearly.
âyou just want everything i have, donât you? canât help yourself, huh?â jake shouted at jay.
jay got in his face and shouted back. âlike you canât help but throw the people you âcareâ about to the side?â jay turned his focus to you. âtell me, y/n, who did he put over you this time? what lie has he told you to keep you crawling back to him?â
jake pushed jay hard. âdonât fucking talk to my girlfriend like that!â
ânewsflash, you fucking idiot, she isnât your fucking girlfriend anymore! you canât help but ruin everything you touch!â jay yelled at jake. you felt your throat tightening again and you took a step back from them.
tears poured down your cheeks and a loud sob left your parted lips. they froze as their gaze snapped to your broken form. you turn and took off in a random direction that you hoped was towards your house.
you ran until you physically felt like you were gonna burst and gulped in a large breath of air. you heard jake calling after you as you swayed on your feet, vision blurring even more. jake put a hand on your shoulder, âbabyâŚâ
you spun in place, shrugging his hand off of you. âexplain. explain right fucking now, or i swear weâre done for good. what else have you been keeping from me?â you asked through tears.
in the moonlight you could see the sparkle of tears welling up in jakeâs eyes. âi swear thereâs nothing else! i-i just didnât want you to look at me like a monster when iâve done everything in my power to not be that person anymore,â jake promised. you scoffed and looked away from him.
âiâm not gonna let you slip through my fingers again,â jake said. he sounded desperate but his words fell on deaf ears. âi already am,â you coldly replied.
jake grabbed your hand in his, intertwining them. suddenly you felt his hands all over youâhis lips all over you and leaving the marks that were still on your skin, covered. ây/n⌠please just think this through. i havenât seen hana at all until that day on the beach with you. i was a horrible person back then, but canât you see that iâve changed?â
you pulled your hand away. âi need time to know if i can trust you. we need to spend some time apart,â you replied, completely detached. the tears stopped falling from your eyes but your cheeks were still wet. all you felt was numb. you gave jake one last look before turning and walking away.
you havenât been processing the past week and a half wellâif at all. instead, youâve been drinking a lot more than you care to admit. there practically hasnât been a day where you werenât at least a little bit tipsy. like today, you were just past tipsy and at the point where your mind was fogged over.
all you could think about was how hana said that she was you at one point and how that completely messed with your brain. what if jake was just seeing how long he could spend with you before going crazy like he did with hana? make you feel like the only girl in the world until the two of you âdonât clickâ anymore? it all terrified you, so you decide to not think about it at all.
you and jungwon were in your living room, lazily lounging on the couch as episodes of H2O: just add water played. you sighed deeply to yourself and jungwon looked over at you in question.
âeverything reminds me of him,â you sighed again, watching as the girls raced to cover from the water.
jungwon side-eyed you. âbe serious,â he said, eyes focusing on the tv screen again.
you stood from the couch, stumbling a bit. jungwon sat up. âwhere are you going?â he asked. you grabbed your jacket, thereâs been quite the chill in the air lately, and slipped on your shoes at the door. âsomewhere where i donât think of him,â you responded.
opening the door, you stepped out before jungwon could say anything else.
truthfully, you didnât know where you were going. you decided to wander and let your feet guide you hopefully to somewhere that jake wasnât. thatâs how you ended up a couple feet from jayâs backyard gate.
his words crept into your mind. maybe the two of you were the better matchâand you were so, so lonely. at the very least, you just needed someone to comfort you. you knew drinking everyday wasnât healthy, and jay was your friend. he would help you, right?
suddenly you heard his voice. ây/n?â jay asked and his face appeared in front of you. he looked worried and it took a second to realize that you were crying.
jay ushered you inside and to his room. he sat you on his bed, making sure that you were comfortable as he laid your jacket onto his desk chair. âwhat happened?â jay asked and all the emotions you tried so hard to keep at bay rushed forward.
it didnât help that you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror on jayâs door. jakeâs love bites were just about healedâbut you could still see them. it made you cry harder.
jay took you into his arms and you melted into them, crying into his chest. he rubbed comforting circles into your back and held you close until you were able to calm down a little. you looked up at him for a moment, still teary eyed, and softly pressed your lips to his.
you could tell that he was shockedâyou were a little too, but he kissed you back nonetheless. the soft kiss between the two of you soon grew heated and you lifted yourself up onto the bed to sit in jayâs lap as his hand came to rest against your cheek. it wasnât enough, you needed more.
deepening the kiss you grinded against jayâs thigh and he pulled away from your lips slightly, brows drawn together as his eyes remained closed. ây/nâŚâ jay breathed, his voice low. âyou're emotions are high right now and i donât want you to do something that youâll end up regretting. take a nap, we can talk more when you wake up and youâre sober.â
he pulled away more but you just shook your head. you needed this. âpleaseâŚâ you whispered, looking at him desperately before chasing his lips. whatever internal battle jay had with himself, he clearly lost as he kissed you back with more passion than before.
you grinded against his thigh more, low whines escaping your mouth as you tried to pull him closer. then, you blinked and you were under him. the two of you caught your breath, staring deeply into each otherâs eyes. âdo you want me to be niceâŚâ jay trailed, breath fanning across the side of your neck, ââŚor do you want me to be mean?â
change is what you needed, and jake was always so nice when the two of you were intimate. âmean,â you replied, voice barely above a whisper. jay smiled before dipping his head to kiss you again, this time rougher.
clothes were discarded and in a flash you were laying naked on jayâs bed. your legs wrapped around his waist to pull him closer as you grabbed his shoulders for dear life as he pushed into you. your face contorted into one of pleasure and you buried your face into the crook of his neck to muffle your moan.
jay pushed you back onto the bed so he could get a full view of you and shook his head. âso pathetic and desperate⌠i want to hear you moan for me.â
he thrusted roughly into you and you moaned loudly. âthatâs it,â jay smiled, fucking into you at a fast pace.
your eyes rolled back and all you could do was let the moans and whines and whimpers spill from your open mouth. jayâs pace was so fast that you felt like you were being split in two, his thick length stretching you so good that you saw stars.
he bent down to the shell of your ear, grunting from the effort he was putting in as he held down your hips, âi bet he never made you feel this good.â your back arched off the bed as you started to tremble.
ânever was able to have to have you act like a whore in heat for cock, has he?â jay asked. you couldnât answer him, head too in the clouds to even form a coherent sentence. you felt too good and pleasure spread throughout every inch of your body. it made you forget what you even came here for.
you were flipped so that you were on your hands and knees. your face fell down into the pillow. suddenly, there was pain at your scalp. jay kissed the side of your neck, his hand buried in your hair. âshow me how much of a good girl you are. how desperate you are.â
gulping, with shaky legs you fucked yourself on his cock. everytime your head would try to fall, jay would tighten his grip in your hair to keep you upright. the more you fucked yourself onto him, the more your legs shook at the feeling in the pit of your stomach grew. you were sent over the edge when jay pushed your head into the pillows and fucked you himself.
âtoo m-much!â you cried, tears springing to your eyes. âcanâtâŚâ
âawe, you poor slutâŚâ jay cooed mockingly. his condescending words only aided the rope in your stomach further to snapping. âsweet, pretty little whore. be glad your head is in the pillows and iâm not making you ride me like i should be.â
you cried out again, rope completely snapping as you came around jayâs cock. he didnât stopâof course he didnât. he was gonna keep going until he got his fill too.
you writhed underneath him as his pace only grew quicker. he pulled you by your hair towards him and back onto his cock as leverage to rut into you quicker. your mixed grunts and moans filled his room and the overstimulation sent you spiraling.
jay twitched inside you and he let go of your hair and grabbed your hips tightly, holding them against his as he came inside you and filled you up more. a loud moan fell from his lips as you fell back into the pillows, your body feeling like complete jelly.
âfuck,â jay groaned. âthatâs my little slut.â
pulling out of you, you felt as your mixed cum poured out of you and down the back of your legs in a thick load. jay cursed behind you again before taking two fingers and fucking your sensitive hole with them, groaning at the wet sound it made. you whimpered, trying to angle your hips away from him.
âso pretty⌠so pathetic.â jay chuckled to himself.
your mind was still hazy from the alcohol as jay pulled you up onto shaking legs to get you all cleaned up in his bathroom. you could barely see with the change of scene and bright lights making everything seem blurry. you didnât even realize that you were back in his room now and he was helping you put your shirt back on.
it wasnât until you woke up, who knows how many hours later, next to him in just your shirt and panties confused. your head felt like it was going to explode from the alcohol as you took a look around the room, eyes widening from the unfamiliar surroundings. you were even more confused when a sleeping, half-naked jay was next to you. a horrific expression set on your face.
the sun was just about to set and guilt and regret hit you like a freight train. slowly, you slid out of the bed, making sure that jay didnât wake up. you hurriedly put the rest of your clothes and jacket on and rushed out of jayâs room as quietly as you could.
all of the memories rushed back to you all at once as you rushed down the path to the boardwalk. what have you done? kissing jay was one thing, but sleeping with him? that was something entirely else. now it was all tangled in your emotions regarding your relationship with jake.
head hung low, you ran all the way back to you house, wishing that you never stepped out in the first place.
you had just gotten off work and were on your way home when a hand grabbed your wrist and spun you around.
âso you slept with him?â jake asked, crossed somewhere between hurt and anger. your eyes widened and that familiar guilt filled you once more. âi-i was drunk, it was a mistake!â you quickly replied.
jake wryly laughed. âa mistakeâŚâ he trailed, shaking his head and looking to the ground.
âyes, a mistake!â you exclaimed, pulling your wrist from his grasp. âand i regret ever doing it. youâre acting like youâre the only one whoâs allowed to make mistakes!â jake looked at you incredulously. âhow did you even find out?â you asked.
you surely didnât tell anybody, you had no want nor need to flaunt it around. it never shouldâve happened at all. that doesnât mean jake got to look at you like you betrayed him when the two of you arenât even together anymore.
jake pulled out his phone and shoved the screen in your face. âbecause he sent me a fucking picture of you sleeping half-naked in his bed with the word âcheckmateâ attached.â
heart dropping, you took jakeâs phone as you looked horrifically at his screen. you werenât half-nakedâyou were covered by your rolled up shirt and pantiesâbut it was still way too exposed. you honestly couldnât believe that jay would take a picture of you afterâand send it to jake, no less.
the sudden realization hit you harder than all of the guilt and regret youâve been feeling. jay used you to get a leg up on jake. how much of him liking you was just him trying to get back at jake through you. a second realization hitâtheyâve both been using you to get back at each other in this years-long rivalry. you felt sick.
tears welled up in your eyes and you pushed jakeâs phone into his chest to get it away from you. you ran your hands down your face as you tried to breathe. you then glared up at him, âdonât act like you care... you only want me to get a leg up on jay. you donât actually want me. both of you have been using me to get back at each other. all of this has been meaningless.â
âthatâs not true, and you know thatâs not true.â jake sighed deeply. âif you want jayâfine. iâll take a step back and i wonât bother you anymore. but you canât keep dragging me along and toying with both our feelings because you canât decide. we canât do this anymoreâi canât do this anymore, y/n. you know that iâm in love with you, and i know that you love me too deep inside. iâm trying to tell you how you calling this all meaningless really hurts me.â
âyouâd know a lot about hurting people,â you murmured. âand âdragging you alongâ? âtoying with both of your feelingsâ? iâve done nothing of the sort.â a single tear fell from your eye and you harshly wiped it away.
âif you canât accept that it was a mistake sleeping with jay and that i deeply regret itâwhatever. but, the only people dragging people along and toying with feelings have been you and jay.â with that you turned on your heels and stormed off.
[ AUTUMN â THE COLD AIR MATCHES YOUR HEART ] đź and itâs freezing to the boneâyet, thereâs a spark.
your mind was everywhere lately, a complete mess. at least you had stopped drinking since sleeping with jay. only, things changed for the worse.
you felt like an echo of who you were when you first arrived in this town. in a couple of weeks you had managed to convince yourself that maybe this was the best you were ever going to get. that maybe letting people use you in such ways was the only way you would ever feel loved. at least, thatâs how it seemedâand so far nothing was proving your thoughts wrong.
the relationship between you and jay was complicated. you didnât even know how to describe it anymore. he went around acting as if you were his girlfriend, even going so far to plant kisses on your cheeks. however, the two of you havenât even kissed since the day you slept with him.
on your end, he was still just a close friendâthough you have been growing more distant from him. you didnât know if he noticed, and at this point you didnât care. the only thing you wanted to do these days were get up, go to work, go home, and sleep the rest of the day away.
you were walking home one day after work, completely out of it and not at all listening to what jay was saying to you, when he stopped you. jay sighed to himself, like something had been weighing on his mind. âi canât,â he said suddenly. all your energy allowed was the quirk of your eyebrow in a silent question.
âthis has to stop. clearly you arenât interested and i like you way too much to have only a half-assed relationship. itâs either one-hundred percent or nothing at all.â
something clicked in your brain and you gave him a pleading look as you shook your head. you didnât want to lose the only affection you had left. âwhat are you talking about?â you asked.
âi mean come on, the two of you are made for each other, it's clear as day!â jay drawled. âhas anyone told you what he was like when you left? even i was shocked to see him look like a shell of himself. and you act like i canât see itâeven when youâre with me youâre imagining youâre with himâŚâ
tears poured from your eyes as you shook your head more. âno⌠no, thatâs not true!â
deep down you knew it was true. you spent all your waking hours thinking about jake. thought about how royally you both fucked everything up. and to think that you didnât want drama this summer⌠all your summer was filled with was dramaâand it was creeping into your autumn too.
all you wanted was to be in jakeâs arms again, but you didnât know if that would ever happen. not after how much the two of you hurt each other. maybe it was for the best that you werenât together if all it was going to cause was pain.
jay nodded at you solemnly. âgo. be with him. stop delaying the inevitable when we both know the two of us wonât work out.â
âbut-but i like you!â you exclaimed. another lie, but it was your last attempt at the love you so desperately clung toâeven if it was false.
ânot in the same way you love him, y/n.â
jay gave you a sad smile before he turned and walked away, leaving you standing alone as tears slid down your cheeks. you wrapped your arms around yourself as the cold autumn breeze draped over your body and made you shake. you sniffled and kept walking to your house, trying not to cry harder.
later that night you were even more of a mess than you were before. you sat in the dark of your room as you cried even more and even harder, the tears just seemingly never ended.
all you thought about was how you fucked everything up. how nothing will ever probably be the same again. and worst of allâall you wanted was someone who most likely didnât want anything to do with you anymore.
to make matters worse, the subconscious part of your brain was working overtime and you didnât even register the ringing of the phone pressed to your ear until it was too late.Â
ây/n?â jakeâs voice asked softly, slightly groggy. shit.
your eyes widened to saucers and you fumbled with the phone in your hands as you tried to quiet your sobs. you finally pressed the âendâ button and threw your phone across the room. seconds later you heard your phone buzzing with a missed call and texts from jake.Â
âshitâŚâ you trailed, realizing your mistake. all you did these days were make mistakes. âshit, shit, shit!â the tears fell from your eyes faster and you desperately wanted to screamâand you wouldâve if it wasnât so late in the night and your family was asleep.
a few minutes later, you heard the familiar opening of your window. jake stepped over the window ledge, clad in his pajamas and his long hair tousled like he got attacked by wind despite there not being even a breeze outside. shocked filled you as your eyes met his after so long.
you quickly wiped away your tears and turned your back to him. âi-i donât want to talk to you!â you lied, sniffling hard to stop the sob trying to fight its way out of your body. you hated to admit it, but jakeâs mere presence already made you feel immensely better.
the sound of your window closing behind you made you jump slightly. âthen donât talk,â jake said. behind you, the bed dipped. jake pressed his back against yours and you could feel the slow rise and fall of his breathing. âbut iâm not leaving you alone right now.â
slowly, jake intertwined his hand with yours. âyou can be as angry as you want with me. be as silent as a mouse until you want to talk again⌠but iâm not leaving your side.â the pad of his thumb rubbed the back of your hand and you broke down completely.
sobs wrecked through your body and you could no longer hide them from him. hot tears ran down your cheeksâmore tears than you felt like youâve ever cried in your entire life. you completely unraveled. you could tell that jake wanted to turn around and comfort youâyou felt the turn of his head as he tried to look at you and the twitch of his fingersâbut he wanted it to be on your terms. that just made you cry even more.
youâve cried so much today that you were sick of crying forever.
it was shocking that even for a second you thought differently. jake was the one for you. it was always going to be jake, no matter the up and downs the two of you went through. it was never going to be anybody but him. you burned for him like you didnât for no other.
finally, you managed to get yourself together enough to speak. half coherent apologies fell from your lips. âi-iâm sorry,â you finally managed. âiâm so sorry. i⌠i ruined everything andââ jake shushed you and you felt him shake his head.
you continued anyway, âi was acting like⌠likeâŚâ you just couldnât find the right words.
jake shushed you again, this time turning to face you. you turned too, blistering tears still falling from your eyes. jake shook his head and cupped your wet cheeks with his hands, using the pad of his thumbs to wipe them away. you stared at him again for the first time in so long, still not quite believing that he was in front of you again.
you both seemed to be worse for wear. there were dark circles under jakeâs eyes and they were red-rimmed like he had cried recently. still, he looked at you with that certain look in his eyes that he always had, and you were finally able to put a name to itâlove.
âyou didnât do anything wrong,â jake said softly, but firmly. ânothing at all. if anyone is sorry, itâs me. you donât know how sorry i am for making you think that i was dragging you along and toying with your feelings. i would never do that to you.â
your brows knitted together. you didnât understand how he was so forgiving of you. you shook your head, âyou deserve better than me.â
jake just chuckled. âi donât want anybody but you.â
jake rested his forehead against yours before pulling you closer to him. you rested your head against his chest, hearing the soft thumps of his heartbeat, as you wrapped your arms around him. jake held you tightlyâlike if he let you go you would completely disappear.
slowly, you felt yourself begin to drift, the taxing emotions of the day finally catching up with you. you gripped the back of jakeâs pajama shirt, scared that once you fell asleep you would wake up and he would be gone and this was just all one big dream. but the more you tried to say awake, the further your eyelids drooped.
âcome here,â jake whispered, moving into a lying position. you cuddled up into his side, your head on his chest. jake rested his chin on your head. âsleep,â he said. âiâm not going anywhere.â
it didnât take you long to drift into darkness, the sound of jakeâs heartbeat aiding you. still, you grabbed onto him like your life depended on it the entire wayâeven after jake had covered the two of you with your blanket.
in the morning, jake awoke to you still tucked into his side and to the creek of your bedroom door opening. jungwon poked his head inside, a worried look on his face, before nearly jumping ten feet in the air after seeing jake.
jake held a finger to his lips, silently telling jungwon to keep quiet since you were still sleeping. with wide eyes, jungwon nodded. slowly, he shut the door and left the two of you alone.
looking down at you, jake made sure that you were still sleeping and was relieved to find that you still were. the sun peeked through your closed blinds, lighting up your room ever so slightly. jake held you closer to him and softly cradled your face with his hand, careful to not wake you. you stirred, but only to move closer to him, making jake smile.
later, you stirred again. this time jake knew you were waking up since your grip on his shirt suddenly tightened again as you stiffened. jake rubbed circled onto your back before pressing a kiss to the top of your head, the actions visibly relaxing you.
your eyes cracked open, adjusted to the change in brightness, and looked up at him before you buried your face back into jakeâs chest. jakeâs smile grew and you felt the vibrations of his laugh. âgood morning, pretty,â jake said.
the cold autumn weather was only getting colder, but that didnât stop you and jake from going to your spot.
you were giggling as jake wrapped his scarf around you, purposefully covering more of your face than he needed. he then pulled the scarf down to chastely kiss your lips, returning the scarf back to its former position of covering your face. you giggled more, âyou gonna get sick!â
âall that matters to me is that my girlfriend doesnât get sick,â jake replied.Â
you pulled him closer to you by his jacket and pressed your lips against his. the two of you moved your lips in sync before you pulled away, serious. there was something that youâve been meaning to tell him since youâve got here, and you felt that now was finally the time.
almost nervously, you said, âi love you, jake.â
jake stared at you for a second with wide eyes, like he thought he didnât quite hear you clearly. when you smiled nervously at him is when it finally clicked for him. jakeâs whole face lit up and he kissed you so passionately that the two of you almost fell over. âi love you,â he said before kissing you again.
you pulled away for air, giggling at his reaction. he started kissing you all over your face and you pushed him away, laughing more. âjake!â you exclaimed. he pressed a couple more kisses to your cheeks before kissing your lips again. âwhat?â he asked innocently, âi was just warming you up.â
you rolled your eyes and stood to your feet. you pulled him to his feet as well and the two of you dusted off sand from your clothes. âwell, we should probably move away from the sea,â you smiled at him. your face then lit up.
there was still one more thing on your shared bucket list that you and jake still didnât do. you completely forgot about the bucket list in general with everything that happened. âthe abandoned skate park!â you exclaimed. âwe still havenât added our names to it!â
jake intertwined your gloved hand with his. he looked at you with eyes full of love. âletâs go then!â he smiled at you, kissing your cold cheeks. you scrunched your nose at him before dragging him out of your spot and towards the skate park.
on the way there, the two of you bought a disposable camera and a can of spray paint in your favorite colorâat jakeâs adamance. the two of you seeked out a good place to add your names for a while before finally finding the perfect spot.
âokay, go!â jake said, aiming his phone towards you. you turned and sprayed ây/n + jake = foreverâ into the spot the two of you had picked out before running back to where jake stood. the two of you switchedâyou taking the phone to record and him the spray can. jake then ran over and sprayed a wonky heart around your names, causing you to laugh.
jake looked back at you and laughed. âi told you you shouldâve done the heart!â
you came up to him and he wrapped his arms around you as you got the two of you and your names in the camera viewâkissing him briefly with an adoring smileâbefore ending the recording all together. jake then pulled the disposable camera out of his jacket pocket and snapped a picture of it and then of the two of you next to it. âto more memories!â he said.
after, jake turned to you. âdo you remember what happened here?â he asked you. you nodded, âof course i do! this is where we had our first kiss!â jake smiled at you, kissing you like he did so long ago again, completely setting you alight and making your heart race even after all of this time.
âsay it again,â jake said, his forehead against yours. you smiled. âi love you,â you replied.
you could practically feel the smile on jakeâs face grow larger. âagain,â he said. you giggled at him and the way he pulled you closer to his chest. âi love you, jake.â
âi love you, too.â jake kissed you again.Â
you felt as if your world was back on track now, no longer was the axis all out of place. you were here in jakeâs arms where you belonged, his lips against yours as the two of you giggled at each other. you would never love anyone like you love jake. âi love you more,â you finally replied to him.
jake shook his head at you. âimpossible,â he laughed. ânobody can love anyone as much as i love you.â
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cherry flavoured | sebastian vettel
sebastian vettel x reporter!reader
based on the video of iker casillas and his gf during the 2010 world cup
sheâs a long one <3 this was finished at 2:30 AM so Iâm sorry if thereâs any mistakes (please do not request for part 2)
Abu Dhabi Grand Prix 2010
It was the last race of the season and you were nervous, especially for Sebastian. It was down to Fernando, Mark, Sebastian and Lewis, one of them was going to be them champion. It was your job to cover the race and conduct interviews before and after so this gave you a chance to speak with Sebastian and wish him luck. The media didnât know about your relationship that had just become official a month ago.
Sebastian had asked you out before the Japanese Grand Prix. That day, you decided to make a deal with him. If he won, you would go to dinner with him. After 53 laps, Sebastian secured a win and a date with you.
While you finished up your interview with Lewis, Sebastian stood patiently to the side. He kept his eye on you, staring at how you talked with such confidence and passion. He loved how expressive you were, sometimes talking with your hands. After letting Lewis go so he could prepare for the race, it was Sebastianâs turn. He happily joined you.
âHello Sebastian, how are you?â You asked, knowing already how he felt, but you had to do your job. The night before, you stayed in Sebastianâs room, thatâs when he told you how nervous he was feeling.
âGood, excited, happy.â He replied, smiling at you.
âWell I wonât keep you here for very longââ
âWhy not? I enjoy talking to you.â Sebastian interrupted. His smirk was making you weak and all you wanted was to drag him into a room and let him have his way with you, but you couldnât at least not now.
Several questions later, Sebastian was still giving you that look making it hard for you to concentrate. It was the same look he gave you the night before when you and him were in his hotel room ripping each otherâs clothes off.
âAlright, good luck Seb . . astian, sebastian sorry.â You apologized.
All Sebastian did was laugh at your mistake. Since nobody apart from Mark knew about your relationship, you couldnât call him Seb. He nodded then mumbled an âI love youâ and left. You really hoped nobody could read his lips since you were still live.
You understood that Sebastian needed to concentrate before the race so you didnât bother him. Soon, the race had started, almost instantly on lap 1, a crash happened. After the race restarted, you watched Sebastian keep his p1 position. When it came to the final lap, everyone was silent in the Red Bull garage where you were watching the race from. Sebastian crossed the finish line, but you still had to wait for the other four cars.
Lewis came in second then came Jenson. After confirming, it was clear that Sebastian had become world champion.
You and the team members of Red Bull made it to the podium ceremony. The German nation anthem played as Sebastian soaked in the moment. He had made history by becoming the youngest world champion. After the national anthem finished, he tried to look for you in the crowd. When he finally did, he winked at you. Again, he was making you feel all sorts of emotions.
After the podium celebrations and posing for photos, the three drivers had to do threat post race interviews. You were in charge of being the first to interview the new world champion.
In the media pen, Sebastian spotted you getting ready for your interview. When you were done, he walked up to you with the biggest smile on his face.
âCongratulations Sebastian. How was it up there on the podium?â You asked.
âIt was a dream, but now itâs reality.â Sebastian replied. âI just wanna thank all the people that supported me and you of course, youâve been there for me.â
You werenât sure how to respond to that. Was Sebastian about to reveal your relationship?
âWell congratulations again, go celebrate this historic winââ Before you could finish your sentence, Sebastian placed both of his hands on your cheeks and brought you closer to him, placing a kiss on your lips. You could taste the champagne that had been poured of him by Jenson and Lewis. From the distance, Jenson cheered, making everyone turn their attention towards you and Sebastian.
Sebastian didnât care that you were still live. All he wanted was to celebrate with his girlfriend. âI love you.â He mumbled against your lips. When he finally pulled away, he licked his lips. âCherry, my favorite.â He smirked.
âYouâre the worst.â You laughed. âI love you too, champ. Go, Iâll see you soon.â You practically had to push him away from you so you could continue with more interviews.
âIâll wait for you!â He yelled as he walked away.
Then Jenson made his way to you since you were going to interview him next. âDo I get one as well?â He teased.
Of course you and Sebastian celebrated, how could you not? He had made history. After the famous kiss, you were sure that you were going to get fired, but nothing ever happened. You did get a warning to not do it again, which Sebastian reminded the FIA that it was his idea not yours resulting in him getting a warning too.
Over the years, you were there when Sebastian won, when he lost, when he moved to Ferrari. You comforted him when he realized he would never win a championship with Ferrari.
During the summer break of the 2019 season, you and Sebastian decided to get married. It was an intimate wedding with only close friends and family attending. The night of your wedding, Sebastian promised you that he would take you anywhere for a while so you could spend your honeymoon. Of course being an F1 driver and a reporter, it didnât go as planned as a global pandemic hit. You assured Sebastian that you werenât mad, you had traveled almost everywhere with him anyway.
After the 2020 season ended, Sebastian was now with Aston Martin. He had only secured one podium finish with the team, but you were still more than happy for him.
One day after media day had finished for the 2021 French Grand Prix, you and Sebastian were in the Aston Martin motorhome having lunch. You were talking about a new piece of furniture you wanted when your phone vibrated. You checked it and saw a picture of your friendâs baby that she had sent you.
âLook, remember my friend Jane? Thatâs her baby girl, aw sheâs so adorable.â You showed Sebastian a picture of the baby. âI need to tell her to stop sending pictures or I might get baby fever.â
âIt wouldnât be such a bad thing, right?â Sebastian asked. âWeâve been together for eleven years, married for two.â
âI did always dream of being a mother. It would be fun to play dress up with our daughter or play with you cars with our son. Can you imagine that? They would call me mom . . holy shit.â
Sebastian thought about it. He was in his mid thirties, he already won four titles, that was enough for him.
âI guess this plays into what Iâm about to talk to you next. . . I didnât renew a contract for 2023 with sky sports.â You said.
âAre you going somewhere else?â He questioned.
âNo, I didnât sign anything with anyone. I just thought that itâs time for me to step back. Give someone younger their moment.â You replied. You made the decision a while ago even before the 2021 season started.
âBut you love your job.â
âI canât stay here forever, Seb.â
All day Sebastian had thought about your words. He couldnât stay in formula 1 forever either. The younger generation had to have a go too.
At the end of the 2021 season, Sebastian had told you the news that he would be retiring at the end of the next season like you. You were sure him retiring was the result of your conversation, but he assured you that even before that he had considered retirement.
âSo when are you going to announce it?â You asked.
âSoon. I want to enjoy winter break with you first.â
You and Sebastian spent the holidays in your home in Switzerland surrounded by family and friends. You werenât even sure how it happened since you and Sebastian spent most of your time at home, but both of you ended up testing positive for covid. You assumed you contracted the virus when you went out for groceries.
The 2022 season had started and you and your husband were stuck at home quarantining. It wasnât bad, it was just a normal day except you had medicine and empty tissue boxes scattered around the floor.
âDo you need another blanket, liebe?â Sebastian asked you. He touched your forehead feeling it not as hot as before.
You two were in your bedroom watching the Bahrain Grand Prix. You didnât expect this to be the start of your last season, but at least you were with Sebastian.
âIâm okay, Iâm thirsty though.â You sat up as Sebastian walked to the kitchen to get you a glass of water. Once he returned, he saw how sad you looked as you watch the race.
âWhatâs wrong?â
âIâm going to miss it, but Iâm happy that I get to be home with you.â You smiled weakly at him.
âWe can visit whenever we want, liebe, and then one day we can visit with the kids.â Sebastian replied. âHere, drink.â He handed you the glass of water.
Soon enough, you and Sebastian were good to return back to the paddock. You felt refreshed and ready to officially start the season. You did your interviews, greeted your colleagues and then made your way to the Aston Martin garage where you were going to watch the race.
By lap 24, Sebastian was out. It broke your heart to see it, it was his first race back and he didnât get a chance to finish it. He arrived back to the garage in a Marshallâs scooter making it a funny moment despite his dnf. He looked for you first.
âAre you okay?â You asked, running your hand through his messy hair.
âGood.â Was all that he said.
After doing some post race interviews, Sebastian waited for you in the Aston Martin motorhome. When you arrived, you noticed a plate of fruit and berries on the table. âI figured you didnât get a break all day so eat. I made sure to get plenty of pineapple and strawberries.â He moved the plate closer to you.
âThanks, it wasnât that stressful today. Hopefully the next race is better for us.â You said once you sat down and started to eat the fruit. âNo cherries today?â
âYou and your cherries. Not today, liebe.â Sebastian grabbed a strawberry from the plate.
Eventually it was time to announce to the world of motorsports and media that Sebastian and you were retiring. You announced it first with a lengthy post on instagram with pictures of when you first started to now, you even posted the famous kiss that Sebastian gave you in 2010.
You received lots of comments and messages from family, friends and colleagues. It was nice to feel loved by them. The next day, it was Sebastianâs turn to announce his retirement. It started with him making an Instagram account then posting a video.
âI hereby announce my retirement from formula one by the end of the 2022 season.â
Abu Dhabi Grand Prix 2022
You felt a giant wave of deja vu. Here you were back in Abu Dhabi only this time it would be the official last Grand Prix for you and Sebastian. You would still visit like Sebastian mentioned, but it wouldnât feel the same.
You walked into the paddock with Sebastian holding your hand. You were greeted by photographers, fans that wanted to get pictures with Sebastian and several members of other teams that wanted to congratulate you and your husband on retirement.
First you went to the Aston Martin motorhome again since you were a bit tired. You sat at a table in the corner. For a couple of weeks now, you were keeping a secret from Sebastian. Your friend, Jane, was the only one who knew since she had gone through a similar experience.
âAre you sure youâre okay?â Sebastian asked as he noticed the tired look on you. âWant something to eat?â
âNo Iâm okay, I promise. Itâs still too early for me to function I guess.â You dismissed it. âIâll catch up with you later, Iâm sure you have lots of people waiting for you.â
âThey can wait. If you need me here then Iâm staying, end of discussion.â He was about to sit down next to you, but you stopped him.
âSeb, no. I mean it, I am fine. Go.â You demanded.
Before he left, Sebastian placed a kiss on your lips. When he pulled away, he frowned. âIs that coconut? I thought you were going to wear the cherry one.â
âChange of plans.â You smiled. âGo, the team needs you.â
âBe careful, Iâll see you later.â He placed one more kiss on your lips. âI love you.â
âI love you too.â You reply as you watch Sebastian walk out. âI can just imagine how protective heâs going to be about you, baby.â You spoke to yourself as you looked down to your stomach.
You found out you were pregnant when Jane was visiting you in Switzerland. You had gone out to eat for brunch at a nice little restaurant. Immediately after arriving, the smell of eggs made you run to the nearest bathroom and vomit in the toilet. Jane had ran after you making sure you were okay.
âFuck . . Itâs the smell.â You confirmed.
âBabe, when was the last time you had your period?â
Janeâs question made you think back to your vacation with Sebastian a couple months ago. You and Sebastian couldnât keep your hands off of each other.
After taking a pregnancy test, it was confirmed that you were pregnant. You called your doctor to schedule an appointment. Sebastian wasnât home so you didnât have to worry about him walking in on you holding a pregnancy test. You werenât sure how you were going to tell him, but you knew that he would be the happiest man on earth.
You were assigned to interview Sebastian immediately after the race while on the track. You were told that it would be a special moment for you two seeing as you were both leaving. Apparently Sebastian didnât know this so that was another secret kept from him.
Sebastian stood beside you as he got ready. You held his helmet, your name printed on the side in a small font. âRemember when I won back in 2010?â
âNo, remind me again?â You joked. âOf course I do. It was the night you kissed me in front of thousands of people on live tv.â
âIt would be a shame if we didnât recreate that.â He teased. âYou know . . . for historical reasons.â
âI donât want to get in trouble on my last day.â
âYouâre no fun.â Seb rolled his eyes playfully. âKiss for good luck?â
You then kissed the top of his helmet and shoved it in his hands. âGood luck.â You were about to leave, but Sebastian grabbed your hand and brought you back to him. âFine.â You kissed him as if your life depended on it.
âI was hoping you changed your lipgloss to cherry.â Mumbled Sebastian after pulling away from you.
âYouâll live.â You gave him a chaste kiss then waited for him to put his balaclava. âI love you and Iâm so fucking proud of you.â
Soon, the race was starting. Sebastian had started from P9. It was an exciting and emotional race for you and Sebastian. You didnât want it to end, but you knew that Sebastianâs time in f1 was over.
By the end of the 58 laps, Sebastian had scored his last point in formula 1. You were content with the result even if he only scored one point. You were then directed to the track with a camera man and microphone in hand. As Sebastian did donuts on the track, you took your phone out to record his last moments. When he finished, you put away your phone. You didnât even notice you were crying until a marshal gave you a tissue.
You thanked him and cleaned up as Sebastian made his way out the car to wave at the fans. Eventually Sebastian made his way towards you without his helmet and his racing suit hanging from his waist. You couldnât start the interview without hugging him first so thatâs what you did. Like in 2010, the camera filmed you and Sebastian as you embraced. You could hear the crowd cheering.
âYou did so well. You made me cry.â You mumbled as Sebastian kissed your temple.
âYou look pretty when you cry.â He let go of you since you needed to start the interview. He fixed your hair, tucking a strand behind your ear.
âSebastian, wow, first off congratulations on your incredible career.â You began.
âI donât know what to say. I feel a bit empty to be honest, itâs been a big weekend.â He looked at the crowd who were sad to see him go. He gave a speech that made you cry even more, which you blamed on the hormones. âI can say that you were always with me in the bad times and good times. Thank you for sticking with me.â
âAlways.â You said, completely forgetting you were holding the microphone so the whole audience heard you.
Sebastian then thanked the fans for the messages and support heâs been receiving. It only made you want to cry even more so thankfully your interview was coming to an end.
âCongratulations, Seb. You deserve it.â You said and with that you and your husband hugged once more. âYouâre coming home.â You sighed.
âYou donât sound too happy.â He teased.
âI am, trust me. That means you can help move some stuff around and redecorate the guest room.â You let go of Sebastian, but you still held his hand.
âWhy would we need to redecorate the guest room?â He questioned.
âBecause thatâs our babyâs room.â
âOur baby? Really? You mean it?â His lips turned into a smile that he couldnât wipe off. âWhen did you find out?â
âWeeks ago. Iâm letting you know right now that if you ever make eggs around me, I will vomit so letâs not do that.â You laughed as Seb brought you in for a kiss.
Again, Jenson was cheering in the background like he did in 2010.
When Sebastian pulled away, he smirked. You had changed your lipgloss after all. âCherry, my favorite.â
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Steve likes to watch youtube videos of a guy who restores old consoles. It soothing to him, it relaxes him. He likes watching how he restores them, fixes them, makes them look brand new.
He also enjoys watching him work for⌠other reasons. Weirdly, he thinks the guy is kind of hot, even if he never shows his face. He looks fit, with the way his shirts stretch over his chest and are loose on his tiny waist and heâs always wearing cool belts, black leather with studs or chains. He likes the way he moves around, manic and a little clumsy but incredibly precise when necessary.
Steve especially likes watching his hands, thick strong fingers, bony wrists, noticeable veins, and short clean nails that sometimes have chipped black polish adorning them.
He sometimes thinks about those hands when he's alone, but, well⌠no one needs to know about that.
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Eddie has a fairly popular youtube channel⌠And a huge crush on his next-door neighbor. He simply cannot decide if the dude is cutter than hot or vice-versa.
'He sure is nice, though,' he thinks, when one day he gets a large package of replacement parts that heâs struggling to get inside and the guy walks up to him, asks if he needs any help, and takes the heaviest box with no effort at all.
He says his name is Steve and then stares at Eddie's hand for a really long time when Eddie extends it for him to shake after getting the boxes inside his studio.
He hears Steveâs little 'oh', under his breath and then sees him blush prettily before mumbling âHe needs to go, now.' And stumbling out of Eddieâs place.
Eddie chuckles to himself as he watches him leave, definitely cute AND hot in equal parts.
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A few weeks later Steve's mom tells him she needs help getting rid of some of his nonno's old things and he finds a LOT of cool stuff that look just like the ones Eddie restores on his channel.
He and Eddie have been slowly getting friendlier over these last couple of weeks and heâs been dying to have an excuse to talk to him more, so he takes the items home and then goes to Eddie's and very nervously tries to offer them to him but doesn't know how to explain he knows he's a youtuber without looking like a weirdo because Eddieâs never shown his face.
He stumbles and blushes a lot, barely making any sense and Eddie mistakenly thinks he's trying to ask him out and says,Â
"I'd love to go on a date with you," Smiling and hiding his dimples behind a lock of hair he's been playing with since the moment Steve started stuttering.
Steve completely forgets what he was trying to say or do and says he'll pick him out at 6.
The date is amazing, it feels like they are meant to be. They get along so well, talking, laughing, and already making fun of each other as if theyâre old friends. And they are definitely attracted to one another. If the way Eddie practically tackles Steve with his rush to get his mouth on him when they get back, itâs any indication. Â
Steve is very on board with this and he enthusiastically kisses him back. They kiss desperately as he fumbles with his door handle to get it open. When he succeeds, he walks them backward into his place not wanting to stop kissing Eddie, but stumbles and falls flat on his ass.
When Eddie turns on the light he sees Steve sprawled on top of a bunch of boxes full of old technology. A lot of emotions go through his face, âheâs so expressiveâ Steve thinks a little enamored, having still not realized how much trouble heâs in.
But Eddie looks confused, then shocked and scared, and finally, angry,
"Steve, what the fuck?"
âOh, shitâŚâ
âI can explain!â he says immediately, standing up and walking toward Eddie as he backs away,
âI didnât want to ask you out-â Steve starts but interrupts himself when Eddie huffs, turns, and starts walking towards his own apartment, âShit, fuck! No- Thatâs not what I meant, Eddie! Wait-â
He turns again and glares at Steve but then his eyes go wide, âSteve,â
âPlease, let me explain-â
âSteve-â
âI did- do! Want to ask you out! I like yo-â
âSteve!â Eddie screams and Steve stops, shocked, and finally focuses. Eddie is staring at him and heâs so pale even his freckles have changed color. But no, wait. Heâs not staring at him, heâs staring at his arm and Steve looks down to see⌠a lot of blood.
âOh,â he says faintly. He must have cut himself on a sharp edge when he fell. Too worried about Eddie, he hadnât even noticed the pain, but now that heâs seeing the cut, it fucking hurts.
âOh,â he says again, realizing heâs feeling kind of dizzy, âthat's way too much blood,â he thinks.
âJesus Christ!â Eddie huffs, takes off his flannel shirt and wrapping it around Steve's arm, he pulls Steve by his other hand toward his van.
âOh no, your cute shirt,â he mumbles and hears Eddie snort before he slams the door of the passenger seat and goes to the driverâs one.
They go to the hospital in silence. It's tense. Steve tries to explain himself but Eddie shuts him up harshly, tells him to save his energy.
Even so, when they get there, Eddie still holds him gently by his good arm as he helps him inside. He tells the nurse what happened because Steve is having a hard time focusing right now and then tells him heâll wait outside for him.
He gets stitches and a tetanus shot just in case because he doesn't remember when was the last time he got one and gets weird looks when he refuses painkillers, but no arguments. Heâs given a little juice box and is told he can't get up until he finishes it.
A few seconds after the nurse leaves, the door opens and Eddie walks in. Steve looks up and smiles at him, but Eddie doesnât smile back and Steve shrinks a little on himself.
Eddie sits on the chair facing the overbed table Steve is perched on and sighs, moving his hand in little circles motioning like, âWell go on. Explain yourselfâ
Steve looks around the room and thinks about where to start. He can't look Eddie in the eye, so he stares at the little juice box in his hands. It's got a cartoon orange in the front. The drawing itâs awful and kind of scary.
Taking a deep breath, he starts, âI've been watching your videos for a long time now. I have- I am- I-â
He fumbles for what to say, even if this date is already ruinedâŚit's not exactly a good first date topic, is it? How fucked up heâs inside.
In a flash, images of his fatherâs violence, running from home with his mom, going to live with his nonno, taking care of him as he slowly lost his mind with age while his mom worked her ass off to feed them, getting cheated on, losing his âfriendsâ because he didn't want to bully freshmen, working as a babysitter and getting almost beat up to death by his kidâs stepbrother⌠he shakes his head and shrugs,
âI've been through someâŚstuffâ is what he says in the end, looking up at Eddie. He doesn't look mad anymore, his expressive eyes look concerned. Steve worries about what was it Eddie saw in his own expression, but it surprises him how easily he read him. Heâs usually so good at hiding it.Â
He breathes in again and keeps going, âYour videos, they calm me down when I've, sometimes I get anxious and-â he clears his throat, again, not wanting to tell Eddie about the panic attacks, the nightmares.
But it seems he doesn't have to, Eddie looks at him like he gets it.
It makes Steve want to keep talking, âWatching you work, seeing you fix things, leave them like new, no sca- marks, no problems, just working again and beautifully clean. It makes me feel better.âÂ
Eddie gives him a small smile and Steve returns it, âI really like your handsâŚâ he blurts out and then closes his mouth quickly, blushing furiously.
Eddieâs eyes go wide and then he smirks and stands up slowly walking up to him and taking Steveâs hands on his own, they both stare at their joined hands for a while, the touch feather-like and soft.
âYou recognized me because of my hands?â Eddie asks him a little incredulous.
Steve giggles, âI saw the logo for your channel on your studio that day I helped you with the boxes,â he clarifies sheepishly.
Eddie blushes and opens his mouth in a silent âoh,â
Steve draws small circles on Eddie's knuckles with his thumbs, âWhen I came over today, I was just trying to offer you those stuff at my place, they were my grandfather'sâ he explains, âI didnât know how to say I knew who you were without looking like a weirdo and I got nervous and you thought I was going to ask you out and I wasnât planning to but you are so beautiful I-
Eddie kisses his cheek and Steve shuts up and looks at him surprised,
âIâm sorry I freaked out,â Eddie says, âI thought- I donât know what I thought- I was just upset you didnât actually like me.âÂ
And Steve immediately answers, âI like youâ a little too excitedly.
Eddie smiles at him so warmly it makes his heart rate pick up, âGood. I like you too.â
He blushes and looks down at their hands again unsure, âDo you really? Even tho IâmâŚâ
âWhat?â Eddie asks, squeezing his hands reassuringly.
âBroken?â Steve whispers.
Eddie hums and drops his hands to hold his face, âNot broken, babyâ he says lovingly and kisses the crease between Steveâs brows, the top of his eyelid, his nose, and the corner of his mouth. Then hugs him and Steve buries his face on Eddie's neck, and breathes him in.
A minute goes by or an hour, Steve is not sure, and Eddie leans back enough to kiss him again softly and whispers, âSome things don't need to be fixed Steve, just held.âÂ
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Heey, could you write skz reaction to showing off your nails on their pants (rubbing their bulge) trend? Thank you đŠˇ
hi sure, hope you enjoy ;)
masterlist
warnings: suggestive content
Chan
he would be so eager to do it yet get very shy about it. he would want to find the perfect sweats and spot where the lighting would be the best. when you hushed him and he accepted that whenever is fine he would get very nervous. ây/nâ he would whine. âcan we kiss for a bit first.â you laughed at him warmly loving how cute he is and climbed on his lap to make out. after couple minutes of steamy kisses and grinding you felt his dick get fully hard. ânow weâll be goodâ you cheerfully stated hopping off him and pulling out your phone. chanâs cheeks got super red when you rubbed him while showing off your nails to the camera. after you shoot few videos and were satisfied with the result he would pull you on his lap again. âletâs finish what we started now huh?â
Minho
âwhat kind of ridiculous trend is thatâ was your boyfriendâs reaction when you mentioned it to him after getting your nails done. ânormal trend, donât make a fussâ you poked your tongue at him. âplease can we do it?â you looked at him with your best attempt of doe eyes. he chuckled clearly amused by you. âbut thatâs weirdâ he dismissed you again and started to walk away. you run after him and grabbed his arm. âpretty pleaseâ that was your last attempt. Minho did not say anything, just sat on the sofa manspreading and smirking at you. âcome on thenâ his gaze darkened. you became unsure after his sudden demeanor change. âwhat, are you shy now baby?â he teased. âcome here and touch me.â
Changbin
he would be totally chill about it. â yeah sure. do you want to do it now? i have my sweats onâ he answered calmly, not a sight of emotion on his face. he surprised you but you quickly rushed to do it since he agreed. âyes, can you sit here?â you pointed at the chair next to the window where lighting would be good. he followed your instructions and sat down. you crouched beside him and pulled out your phone to start recording. first you tested the angle, rubbing him lightly to get him hard. âcan you spread your legs a bit?â you asked. Changbin smirked at you. âare you having fun?â you asked. âoh iâm definitely enjoying myself princessâ
Hyunjin
âno baby, no way.â he immediately protested. âwhy not?âyou asked. you kind of expected that answer and didnât want to push him. âitâs just weird and awkward, i donât think i would feel good about it.â you nodded a bit sad but respecting his choice. he mustâve seen that because he immediately wanted to cheer you up. âbesides you know that if you wanted to touch my dick so bad you couldâve just asked loveâ he muttered pulling you on his lap. you blushed but did not have any time to respond as he pulled you in for the kiss. it was sweet and soft at first but quickly became heated. you were messily making out, hands exploring each other bodies and hips grinding. Hyunjin broke the kiss and looked at you panting âyou know what? fuck it. letâs do the trend.â
Felix
âoh my gosh! i wanted to ask you about that trend but didnât think you would like it!â he exclaimed after you asked. your boyfriend was always up to date with tik tok trends. âdo you want to do that now? iâm ready!â he winked at you, excitement lighting up his face. âmaybe next week after i get my nails done again. now they arenât looking as good anymore.â you proposed and saw him start sulking immediately. âahhh a week is such a long time.â he pulled you into the hug and looked at you with doe eyes. how could you resist him. âokay fine. i guess we can do it twice.â you laughed and kissed him.
Jisung
his eyes widened when you asked him. he looked at you innocently. âso you want to show your nails by touching me?â he seemed confused. you showed him few videos and he got the point. âokay. we can do it if you want.â he agreed. you kissed him softly âthank youuu.â âbut iâm not sure if it will come good, i donât know, iâm kinda shy.â he giggled ears a bit red when he sat on your bed and you started touching him. âjust relax jagi, it looks great.â you reassured him while filming watching him get frustrated and hard by your slightest touch. so cute.
Seungmin
âare you crazy? no way.â he cut you off immediately. âbut baby, why not?â you sulked, you really wanted to film that trend. âthatâs cringe. and what if my mum sees that?â he made a good point. âfine. we can just post it on the anonymous account.â you proposed. by the look on his face you already knew the answer. âstill a no. what if someone still recognizes us?â he asked. âbut why would someone recognize your dick?â you responded annoyed. âwell i was thinking about recognizing your nails not my dick dummyâ he teased you. you laughed with him. âcome here i know plenty more fun stuff we can doâ he smiled at you smugly.
Jeongin
âfuck thatâs so hotâ he said with the little blush on his cheeks after you showed him few videos of people doing the trend. âdo want to do it?â you asked sweetly. âhell yesâ he seemed even more eager than you. âcome kiss me for a while so i get hardâ he invited you on his lap. you kissed him passionately, his tongue immediately finding yours. kiss got very heated fast. jeongin was sucking on your neck and you were palming him through his pants. âbed nowâ he muttered against your neck clearly aroused. âbut what about the video babe?â you brought him back to reality. âweâll shoot that later, donât worry.â
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dating lando. . .
cw: mentions of sex, f!reader, fluff, slight smut.
notes: my first post đ i'm not very confident abt it but i hope you guys will like it! my requests are open so don't hesitate if you have any suggestions or just want to talk ! enjoy<3
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physical touch; i feel like lando would be incredibly touchy, even if it's just his hand on your thigh or sitting beside you with your shoulders touching. he simply needs to feel close to you every chance he gets. in public, he might dial back his affection slightly because he treasures those private moments, but that won't stop him from stealing sweet, discreet kisses when no one is watching or quietly holding your hand because he just can't keep his hands off you. in crowded places, he's the kind of person who instinctively puts his arm around your waist to ensure your safety. when it's just the two of you, lando can't help but be hands-on. he'll find any excuse to touch you, whether it's running his fingers through your hair or playing with your hands while you're chilling. he'll pull you closer every time you're beside him, or even have you on his lap while he's engrossed in some random pc game. kissing you is practically an obsession for him, and it's not limited to your lips. he adores exploring every inch of your skin, planting kisses on your neck, nose, cheeks, hands, and thighs. however, his absolute favorite place to kiss is still your lips. every kiss from lando feels as passionate and full of adoration as the first time, and he can never get enough of it.
quality time; he would definitely message you whenever he's available to spend time with you and invite you to hang out. he absolutely loves your company, even if it's just the two of you relaxing on the bed, watching entertaining videos and tiktoks, or having silly conversations. however, his favorite moments are when you embark on fun dates, like going to the arcade or go karting. his heart is full of joy from seeing you happy during these moments and he wants to tattoo every second of them into his memory. lando likes all types of dates because his primary desire is to share time with you. it might depend on his mood; sometimes he just wants to chill with you all day, staying in bed or playing games together. other times; he wants to venture out and go dance with you all night or go for a midnight swim. in the end, what really matters is that you are together.
words; in the early days of your relationship it was kinda hard for lando to express his feelings, he felt a bit uneasy because he was not used to vocalizing his feelings, he's more the type to keep everything for himself. but, with you, he learns surprisingly fast to talk about how he feels, both negative or positive emotions. you became his safe place. he would always praise you when he has the chance to even if it's for small random things, he would always remind you how much he's proud of you (and you do the same too ofc). even if this man loves teasing you, he also knows when to be serious and how to make you feel valued and loved. he uses a lot of nicknames like "angel", "love" or "sweetheart" because he knows how much you love them and how special it makes you feel. you were definitely the first one to say i love you, not that lando didn't want to say it but he was just too nervous to do it but since you did, he can't help but say it everyday.
sex; lando always makes sure you feel safe and comfortable when you're having sex. it doesn't mean that he doesn't like it rough tho, he absolutely loves having rough sex with you, even more when he's stressed or frustrated because of a race; hair pulling, spanking, face fucking, dirty talk... but always while making sure that you're okay. when it comes to vanilla sex, lando can become the softest man ever, he would whisper sweet things to you like; "that's my pretty girl", "i'm so lucky to have such a beautiful girl just for me", "you're doing so good angel", accompanied by gentle touches and kisses all over your body or when he's softly making love to you. his favorite thing is eating you out, he's literally obsessed with your pussy and will find any excuses to get a taste, even more when you ride his face while your eyes are locked with his.
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â dates with riize đ ŕŁŞË Ö´ÖśÖ¸đ
hello briize hello riize lovers iâm one of you please keep the requests coming
PAIRING riize x gn!reader (not proofread!)
TAGS sfw, fluff, headcanons
OSAKI SHOTARO ŕź
literally all sunshines and rainbows throughout the rest of the relationship
if you get into an argument with him that has GOT to be your fault idk what to tell you
i feel like heâs the type of boyfriend to teach you how to drive
and when you hit the curb heâs like âthatâs okay! we can try again when i fix the car!â
but at the same time heâs gripping that roof handle in the car for dear life but heâs just too sweet to tell you that your drivingâs horrible
he never lets you drive again btw
HEâD FILM SOOO MANY DANCE TIKTOKS WITH YOU!!!
also i feel like instead of a gf effect, itâs the opposite with him because he gives you the bf effect
your entire fashion style is gonna change for sure like have you seen this man? that is a man of AESTHETICS
would be so enthusiastic with teaching you all the tiktok dance steps
and none of these tiktoks are cringe theyâre actually those cool ones
the type to hug you at the end of the tiktok video or kiss the temple of your head idkâŚ
i imagine his ideal dates might be cafe hopping/cafe hunting all across tokyo or just shopping around shibuya
takes you to one of those claw machines while youâre shopping and heâll try winning you a random plushie of an anime that neither of you watch
so now you have a random plush of like⌠some dude from haikyuu
would pay for your drinks btw (coffee, milk tea, matcha)
SONG EUNSEOK ŕź
OK LISTEN.
cake decorating
he just looks like heâd enjoy doing that like did you see how proud he was wearing that hello kitty hairclip
please this man is gonna hear you suggest it and heâs like âLETâS GO!!â
craziest part is that heâs gonna eat you up at decorating it too
youâll see him make a cute flower on his cake using the cream and youâre like âhow did you do that :( how dare you be better than me :(â
and heâs gonna giggle nervously and his face is gonna turn a light shade of red while he helped you out
âiâm not better than you, weâre equally good.â and then he compares your cakes together and the only reason why yours looks ok is because he helped you for the most part
if you genuinely feel a little gloomy that yours looked bad he would purposely mess up on the rest of his cake
because eunseok will never be caught dead leaving his beloved partner unhappy, no matter how small the issue might be
i feel like he would notice those little shift of emotions that you have that even you barely notice
and heâd do his best to cheer you up because youâre just his everything </3
after the cakes are done he takes 282629 pictures of you and your cake and then heâd probably say things like âkeep posing, youâre so prettyâ
i think most of his dates would involve domestic things like that
if you donât live together heâd crash to your house, help you deep clean the entire house and he considers that a date too
a little bit more low maintenance when it comes to relationships if that makes sense
also i think heâs not very clingy but he LOVESSS a clingy partner even if he doesnât verbally say or show it
heâs always have a light blush on his face whenever you just cling on him
so please cling onto him as much as possible
JUNG SUNGCHAN ŕź
just a feeling⌠but
gym dates đ
and heâs so cheesy about it okay like at first youâre reluctant because the thought of going to a gym scares you
but then the first time you go there and heâs like so touchy with you in a good way
purposely standing so close to you while he helps you out with the equipments
maybe at one point heâs even like âyeah just do it like that.â while helping you out with the weights and then giving you a kiss on the cheek
which catches you off guard you almost dropped the weights but he was holding it with you so youâre good
when you blush he would let out a flustered giggle and wonât comment on it
and then you make it even worse by saying something like âiâm just flushed from the workoutâ and heâs like âsure babeâ
would always be close to you just in case youâre caught underneath the weight and you canât lift it up anymore
at the end of the date youâre like âi canât move my legsâ and then he just carries you
takes you out to eat something sweet afterwards
heâs going to be all smiley the whole time too
at the end heâs like âdidnât i tell you it would be fun? do you wanna go to the gym with me again next week?â
if you say no heâs not gonna sulk and punch the wall or something heâs just gonna be like âaww thatâs alright too.â and then kiss your head
then he would say something like âyou were incredible on your first try though, iâm proud of you.â
clenches fist i want him so badâŚ
PARK WONBIN ŕź
i swear wonbinâs a little weird
like have you seen his tiktoks⌠somethingâs strange about that man
i think he stated before that he loves shopping so you KNOW what that means
always send you vids he sees on the internet about some new shop opening up in hongdae or something and heâs like âletâs go baeâ
sends you the weirdest tiktoks and is like âyouâ
and then youâre like âwonbin whatâ
and he wonât elaborate
sends you his fit checks
if you donât approve he will actually sulk iâm not kidding
sometimes when heâs bored heâd write a song for you
like not a singing song but a musical one from his guitar if that makes sense
he loves matching with you. matching earrings, matching clothes, matching beanies.
ohh i feel like heâd also do those cute couple videos on tiktok like you know he would slow dance with you in the snow and post it for everyone to see this man LOVES soft launching you
his soft launches are also by no means him trying to hide you or keep you a secret, itâs more like⌠he just likes to have a mysterious vibe to his online person đ
also i think he loves leaving kisses on your neck whenever you snuggle up to watch a movie or something
like youâre talking to him while youâre on his lap and heâs just like âmhm, and then what?â and then he gives you kisses down your jaw and neck
heâs all over you PLEASE no matter in public or private and itâs even worse (or better đ) in private too
HONG SEUNGHAN ŕź
definitely a gamer bf
dates with him involves him going out to see the sun for the first time that week â¤ď¸
iâm just kidding but your dates probably involves a lot of going out because you feel like this man NEEDS to get some sunlight
also one of the guys that enjoys PDA
he wins the idgaf war he would kiss you at any point of time if he suddenly feels like it
you can just be talking like straight up gossiping about something that happened between your aunt and a scammer and he would justâŚ
he would just grabbed the sides of your face and plant the deepest kiss ever
and then youâre all flustered and he would burst into laughter
heâs the biggest flirt ever he has this one stare that would leave you WEAK in the knees
definitely has a habit of staring at your lips when you talk which makes you SOOO nervous
plays with your hands or hair while you talk
just a thought but heâd definitely run his thumb over your lower lip after he kissed it WOAH
calls you with the most generic pet names but god it makes you run LAPS
also when you come over his house heâd make you pull for him on that FIFA game idk how the game works but i hope you get what iâm trying to say
LEE SOHEE ŕź
AH i feel like him as a bf is so fun
he looks like so much fun from the instagram/tiktok posts tbh
the most normal boyfriend ever help idk how to explain it
sends you pictures of him at work with captions like âfighting my hardest battle (iâm at the work i willingly applied for)
various dates
he doesnât always suggest ideas for dates but he goes ALL out for you when you suggest them
you want to watch the sunset? best believe heâll take you to the prettiest beach he could find for you to enjoy
you want to have a movie date? heâs gonna set up the projector at his house HIMSELF
i donât think heâs very keen on kissing in public but he has no problem holding you close to him
holds your hand, holds you by your waist, EVERYTHING
takes 0.5x pictures of you from your forehead
he has a picture of the two of you completing a heart drawn on your cheeks as his lockscreen
always yapping about you like
âmy lover made me this lunchâ
âmy lover gave me this for my birthdayâ
âmy lover tied my tie for me todayâ
his favourite type of dates are karaoke dates sorry like this man is beyonceâs son heâs GOING to use that godsent vocals of his
also i feel like anniversary celebrations are so grand with him his love for you is so genuine he wants to give you the world and more
i want him so bad⌠heâs my goat
ANTON LEE ŕź
dates are SOPHISTICATED
heâs bred in BOSTON you know he goes crazy with that shit
make you dress up fancy in silk and satin and stuff everyone once in a while to take you to a fine dining iâm so serious
takes you on concert dates too
like⌠mitski or laufey or niki zenfaya concert dates
he would lift you up on his shoulders during these concerts so you would see clearly
also likes backhugging you
heâs so soft spoken so you donât have the heart to ever start any arguments with him
when he was a swimmer heâd give you those vip pass or something (idk how dating an athlete works oops)
after his competition finish and heâs still wet from the water and its just covered by his towel and swim attire, he would go up to you with a flushed face and would ask you if he looked cool or not
i think heâs the type to enjoy talking to you most of the time during dates or just like an everyday occurrence
like he loves staring into your eyes as you speak he loves you so much but heâs too shy to tell you that so often
heâs not the type to just blurt out âi love youâ but you can just tell that his feelings for you are true from the way he stares at you
would let you decorate his hair with your hairclips and would wear them out for the rest of the day
heâs soooo smitten by you itâs crazy
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nanami as a girl dad (happy 100 followers!)
synopsis: just a very long drabble about kento as a father to a girl.
pairing: husband!kento nanami x wife!reader, first time girl parents
warnings: descriptions of sexual activities, mdni.
masterlist | part two
a/n:
this was originally just a little blurb i thought of bc of a post i reblogged, but i decided to keep it as a treat until now! thank you for 100 followers (now 110, i can't keep up with you guysâ ď¸), i truly appreciate it! đ i hope you enjoy đ¤ so sorry i split this, but it's probs too long together đŁ the next part will be up tomorrow or the day after tho đ much luv đ¤!!
p.s. subtle reminder all requests and asks are open⌠đŠˇ
nanami as a girl dad!
you were caught by surprise when you found out you were pregnant. you and your husband werenât exactly trying for a kid, but you werenât taking steps to prevent it either. you stopped birth control when you got married to kento, which was coming up on two years ago.Â
you werenât one to track your cycle, but even then you knew it had been a good while since you had one. three pregnancy tests later, you were sure this wasnât a false positive. you slumped on the bathroom floor in shock and joy. all you could think about was kentoâs reaction.
you and kento wanted a family. you established this very early on. he wanted marriage, kids, the whole nine yards. he was so collected in his life he had sorted all serious life decisions as soon as you started dating to avoid any and all conflicts of interest. that was your beloved, alright. the calm and collected one. he held down the world so you could live freely and happily.Â
but one thing that took you by surprise was something he didnât have to outwardly tell you, but you deduced over time.Â
kento nanami was obsessed with the thought of having a daughter.
anytime youâd be out shopping, youâd see him linger at the baby section going through tutus and little pink onesies.
heâd send you videos of babies during work, which you scolded him for. (they were very adorable, however.) they always seemed to be daddy and daughter ones.
when you were putting away laundry, you noticed in his tie drawer a tiny pink bow tucked away. you giggled to yourself. maybe heâd bring it up with you when he was ready.
and when your friends had their daughter early last year, you saw the way kentoâs eyes twinkled with hope when you both visited the newborn. he asked so many questions to the new parents, what books they read and where they bought their stroller from. he was so engrossed in jotting notes down you practically had to tear him away to go home that night.Â
so it was safe to say your husband was very much excited in the idea of having a baby, especially a little girl.
you knew the chance of not having a girl was there, but something told you it was fate your first would be one.
you couldnât keep the secret for very long because just as how you found that sweet little bow so easily, your husband was quite the detective himself as well.Â
you were reading on the couch when kento bursts in the living room with a very familiar stick in his hand, face incredulous.
âdarling, please tell me this isnât one of your friendâs.â his voice was filled with raw emotion; you hadnât seen him tear up this badly since your wedding day.
you throw your book to the side and give him a betraying laugh. âdid you dig through our bathroomâs trash?! you didnât even let me surprise you properly!â you protest, your eyes welling up as well.
he ignores the accusation and instead falls to his knees in front of you and cups your stomach, fully sobbing now. âweâre pregnant,â he says. âyouâre carrying our baby.â heâs buried his face in your thighs, trying to hide the ugly sobs leaving him. you pull his face up to yours and have him to look at you. âyes, ken. weâre pregnant.â
if kento wasnât already very protective of you, he definitely was now. holding doors, lifting things, hell- even making breakfast was all getting done by him. your hormones made it very hard to deal with his overbearing behavior and you ended up getting angry every time you were barred from doing something.
âken, let me make my own goddamn coffee or iâm picking up this knife.â you grit out, shuffling groggily to the counter in disheveled clothing, your tiny baby bump peeking from under your tank top. the man silently backs away with his hands up. he knew what battles he lost with you.
(he still turned the pot on every morning. just to keep the water hot, of course.)
he also was big on making sure you got all the nutrition you needed; his cooking focused on your health while also incorporating your favorites. it definitely helped that he was a phenomenal cook.
your morning sicknesses were brutal. you ended up an entire two weeks of being woken up at 3am running to the bathroom to puke your guts out. kento took note of all the foods that made you nauseous and remembered not to buy them.
however, kento was buying a ton of baby gear. bottles, pump machine, diapers, bibs, everything. soon your bonus room (soon babyâs room!) was filled with miscellaneous items that kento kept bringing, which again: you scolded him for.
(he never listened. that man is stubborn too.)
the weeks fly by and soon itâs time to see the sex of your baby. kentoâs the one whoâs been micromanaging all your checkups and helped pick out an OB-GYN that you both loved. heâs been calling off work every appointment, and you once cried in the car because you felt so overwhelmed with happiness that your husband was so supportive and attentive. he had to rock you for a good five minutes before you went in.Â
âuncross those little legs, baby..â your doctor cooed as she moved the cold device over your belly. youâre gripping kentoâs hand with a vice-like hold. you knew you wanted a girl so badly, and youâd love the boy equallyâ you just knew how much it meant to kento. his eyes were also trained on the sonogram, nervous. his foot was tapping intensely and it only stopped when you touched his knee. you both share a loving nonverbal glance before turning your attention back to the screen.
âcongratulations mommy and daddy, itâs a little girl!â your doctor exclaims with a whisper.Â
kento gives a shudder and smiles at you, overjoyed. you look at your little girl on the screen again and immediately burst into tears, throwing yourself on kentoâs chest.
your doctor slips out for a moment to let you both recollect yourselves.
heâs been repeating to you in soft whispers, âiâm going to be a girl dad, iâm going to have a little girl!âÂ
your belly started showing a lot earlier than you thought, but genuinely you didnât mind. your over-prepared husband already bought comfort clothing that were loose but cute, and even maternity jeans?? you burst out laughing when he showed you them, and he was confused by your response. theyâre extremely efficient..â he defensively said, a pout on his lips.
another weird upside of your pregnancy was that kento was never working overtime at his corporate job. he practically races out of the office to come home to you and the little biscuit, something you started calling the baby.
and of course, he loved seeing you pregnant the most. sometimes he would come home and immediately go in for kisses, which led to you laying on kitchen counter spread open for him as he eats you out eagerly.
âgod, you look so sexy like this,â kento murmured between you. he has his arms hooked around your thighs, but his hands were firmly on your round tummy. you could see his wedding band glint as he stretched his hand over the top; that definitely turned you on.
youâre not even there mentally from all the white stars you were seeing (your husband had that effect on you). âmm.. yeah?â you reply weakly, trailing off into soft moans. you were blissed out and so happy you were having this sexy manâs child.
safe to say when the summer heat really kicked in and you were in crop tops and summer dresses, he couldnât keep his hands off of you. or his dick out of you. you were worried the baby would be uncomfortable, but kento reassured you he took the utmost care in keeping you and the baby first.
given your hormones, it became free-range pounding all around the house after that talk.
you both knew you didnât want a huge baby shower or any parties, but a small gathering of your friends and family at your house was held by the request of your mother. you had told both your and kentoâs parents ahead of time you were pregnant, and the gender. they were both equally excited for the new addition.
you had some of your college friends attend, and similarly, kentoâs came too. you had known satoru gojo and suguru geto since you first started dating kento, and theyâd become your friends as well. when you saw them, satoru was instantly raving over you and your âpregnancy glowâ and how he and suguru would be the rich gay uncles that would spoil their new niece or nephew. (it was no doubt their present was the largest on the table.)
kento was mildly irritated with satoru hovering you so much, but you swatted your husband and told him to let it be.Â
some of kentoâs students also came because you knew they were very dear to kento. a pink haired yuuji and his two friends greeted you with small gifts they scrounged up with their allowances. you thanked them warmly and chatted a while before the anticipated event of your gender reveal.
given your family was non-sorcerers, the reveal was not themed like you originally wanted toâ where kento would pull a cursed tool from a box, and it would be either pink or blue. kento had to break it to you that heâs never actually seen a pink cursed tool, nor did he own one. it sounded way cooler in your head, but kento was against having any sort of weapons at your party anyways.Â
so, the classic cake cutting was what you chose. a simple white cake with âgirl or boy?â in fancy lettering, and the hidden center was filled with pink frosting.
everyone gathers around you and kento as you cut the cake, and once you both hold it up, they all erupt in cheers.Â
you kiss kento sweetly on the lips and smile up at him. "thank you, my love," you whispered to him before your family came to bear hug you both.
you couldâve sworn you hear satoru sobbing in the background while egregiously taking candid pictures of the moment, but you were too wrapped up in the hugs from your husband and immediate family to really hear.Â
you started to really collect the pink items after that. your favorite was a pair of dolly shoes with a matching mommy set nobara dropped by with one day, saying she just had to buy them when she was out at the mall. you were so touched she even thought of you and your baby on her personal time. she waved your thanks with a smile, and only requested that she gets babysitting duty over the boys if need be. she said quote, âthey are never trusted to be alone with a childâ. you laugh and accept the deal.
you receive your due date at the next appointment, which is around january. your OB-GYN tells you your baby girl is growing accordingly and everything is going in good time!
your husband develops a habit of resting his hand on your belly all the time. sleeping, heâs the big spoon with a hand under your baby girl. reading on the couch with a hand on you. he gives your belly a kiss every time he leaves for work in the morning. (you too, of course. his lovely, beautiful wife.)
he comes into the bathroom one day while youâre at your vanity braiding your hair for the night, a pensive look on his face.Â
âwhat is it, love?â you say, looking at him from the reflection in the mirror. he hums, twirling his wedding band.
âhave you been thinking of names? itâs no rush really, i just wanted to know if the letters would fit in an engraving on my ring.â your hearts swells and you canât help but let out a small adoring sigh. before you know it big fat tears are rolling down your face and the hormones once again got the best of you. youâre going to give your partner a heart attack with all the big emotions youâve been feeling!
heâs already dropping to his knees to embrace you and reassure you. âdarling, please donât cry.. youâre making me sad,â âbâŚâ hiccup! ââŚbut youâre so-!â hiccup! âsweet..!âÂ
you eventually settle for a name related to new beginnings, considering your baby girl was set to be born in the first month of the new year. aurora.
you yourself also got into your nesting instincts, finding cute bookshelves and other items to be built in your online shopping cart. little did you know kento had already ordered them and was on a mission to build them before the baby girl was here.
one night, you found your precious husband asleep with a book in his hand and a notebook by his side. it was a parenting book.. your heart squeezed. you move to pick the book from his grip when you notice what he wrote in the notebook. âalways remember daddy loves you my dear.â he was writing letters to your little biscuit. you had to leave your bedroom so kento wouldnât hear your happy sobs.
after a good grueling nine months, your due date was quickly approaching. kento had requested time off, which his boss begrudgingly allowed. the man knew that it wasnât worth it fighting with his hardest worker. you were waddling everywhere; kento thought you were positively adorable for a pregnant lady. âyouâre not just my beautiful wife right now, youâre my beautiful wife carrying my daughter,â he would tell you.Â
it would be one in the morning, three days before your expected due date when you would feel a large cramp in your belly. you knew your little girl had a knack for kicking and dancing, but this definitely felt different from before. you were in bed with kento, his body engulfed around yours. you flip with a wince to face him, tapping his face gently. âken.. ken, the babyâs coming,â you manage with a small groan. your husband practically leaps out of bed when he hears the words come out of your mouth. before you could blink, he was already putting on a shirt and his glasses, rushing to get your hospital bag. âdonât worry, my love!â you know he was uber prepared for this moment. you push off the bed with much might when you feel your husbandâs arms around you, holding you up right. he looked beyond worried, but his words were nothing but soothing. âivâe got you, honey. we just need to get to the car, okay?âÂ
the delivery itself was also rather gruelling, you ended up in labor for the whole night. aurora nanami was born at 11:42 AM, five pounds even.Â
when you heard your daughter cry for the first time, you couldnât help but cry yourself. kento was right beside you, holding your hand as you had given birth to your child.
during skin to skin, he was looking at you and aurora in absolute awe. you gave him a small smile. âyouâre so strong and amazing, do you know that?â he tells you.Â
when he held aurora for the first time, you knew he was enchanted. your girl was immediately his entire world.
after staying at the hospital for the required amount of time your OB-GYN suggested, you tell kento you want to rest at home. heâs already packing the bags as those words leave your mouth.
the drive home was extremely slow because he wouldnât drive over 15 mph, earning tons of honks and angry drivers. he couldnât care less, he had his tired wife and newborn in tow!
several months later..
something you and kento learned very quickly was that your girl was extremely, extremely smart.
she was walking well before her age range, saying âmamaâ and âpapaâ, and even learning her numbers.
kento told you it was all your genetics, which you proudly accepted.Â
also, aurora was born with a surprising amount of hair on her head! she had the same golden blonde hair as your husband, which he proudly accepted.Â
âmy little flower, would you like pigtails or a ponytail?â the chubby face staring back at him was in contemplation. she holds up a âtwoâ with her fingers. kento nearly cries on the spotâ she knew that pigtails meant two! âalright my love! two it is.â
you also found out your husband was learning new hairstyles in his free time, and used you as his model. âdarling, aurora still has her baby hairs.. we can barely tie it as it is,â you tell him over your shoulder with a giggle. he wasnât listening, he was too engrossed in the youtube video of fishtail braidingâ the next step after he had mastered regular braids on your hair. âhush, my dear. natalie was just about to tell me where the left strand goes!âÂ
when her first birthday came, it was a huge celebration. kento spared no expense to make the party memorable.Â
you had baked her smash cake and ordered a separate more elegant cake for guestsâ kento would not stop bothering you in the kitchen that morning, his hands all over you from the back while you tried to finish your work in a timely manner. your swatting did nothing to fend him off.
âken, if you keep rubbing me like that, youâre getting a second kid.â âwho said that wasnât my goal, dear?â
the party had pretty much the same people from your baby shower, this time including some families you met at your mommy and me class at the gym.Â
your baby girl was sporting a hair bow you had definitely recognizedâ then remember itâs the same one you saw in kentoâs drawer a year ago. how cute you finally get to see it on her.
aurora was all smiles, thank god. she wasnât a fussy baby at all in her first months, but you knew she was still a kid that could get cranky randomly. you were glad it was such a seamless and perfect day.
once again, so grateful for you guys! <3 happy 100 rahhhh đ
peace luv bathtub!!!
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Creator Spotlight: @chaaistheanswer
Hi everyone! I am Clara, but you can also call me chaa! I am a digital artist based in Auckland, New Zealand, with a bachelorâs degree in Creative Media Production. After graduating from uni, I moved out to pursue my art career and Iâve been a freelance digital artist ever since. I love concept art, especially character design! Creating characters influenced by my love for fantasy is what I live for. Thank you for stopping by, and I hope you enjoyed my art! And thank you, Tumblr, for this opportunity!
Check out our interview with Clara below!
Did you originally have a background in art? If not, how did you start?
I specialized in art in high school and have a bachelorâs degree in Creative Media Production from Massey University with an animation pathway. For our thesis film, which I worked on with several of my classmates, I took on the role of producer, art director, and concept artist. Our short film was featured in the Wellington Film Festival Terror-Fi in 2020. After graduating, I went on to become a freelance artist, but my goal is to work for the gaming industry as a character concept artist. Ever since I first picked up a pencil, I knew I wanted to become an artist!
Have you ever had an art block? If so, how did you overcome it?
Art block is quite common among artists, and unfortunately, I too have fallen prey to the affliction. I have several ways of overcoming art block: watching movies, playing games, reading, or going out for a drive with my sister. These are just a few things I love to do to help keep my creative juices flowing!
What is one habit you find yourself doing a lot as an artist?
I tend to obsessively research about completely unrelated topics while I draw. I find learning new things helps improve my concept designs, especially in creating backgrounds for my characters.
Over the years as an artist, what were your biggest inspirations behind your creativity?
Video games and anime were my biggest inspirations! Anything with a captivating story thatâll send me to the edge of my seat, and loveable characters. Iâm particularly drawn to high and dark fantasy.
How has technology changed the way you approach your work?
Technology has made a huge impact on us artists over the last few years. I used to draw a lot on paper, but since getting a tablet, I find myself searching for the undo and redo buttons and even trying to zoom constantly while I draw on paper. I used to only draw for myself as well, but after posting my art online, I now have an audience to whom I can share my art. Because of this, I am able to earn a living doing what I love by creating illustrations for clients.
What is a recent creative project that you are proud of?
I am very proud of this recent commission Iâve done for a client! Fortunately, the piece turned out exactly how I wanted it to look, and my client was very happy with the result. I am also in the process of working on a Webtoon, which is going as smoothly as I hoped it would be before its re-release!
What advice would you give to younger you about making art that's personal or truthful to your own experiences?
The best advice I would give my younger self is to never hold back! Try not to think about the negatives of creating and sharing art that you believe in. Embrace vulnerability, and donât be afraid to dig deep into your own emotions and experiences. Always explore, and donât limit yourself to your own bubble. And most important of all, stay true to yourself! Stay true to your values and beliefs, and never compromise your own authenticity for the sake of pleasing others. Your art is a reflection of you as a person.
Who on Tumblr inspires you and why?
@yuumei-art has been an inspiration to me since my early Deviantart days. I admire how she uses her skills to focus on environmentalism and cyber activism. @nipuni is another inspiration of mine. I found her when I was in the process of recovering from Dragon Age Solavellan hell. I admire how she manages to capture faces well while also sticking to her style. Her paintings are so beautiful and very pleasing to my eyes!
Thanks for stopping by, Clara! If you haven't seen her Meet the Artist piece, be sure to check it out here. For more of Clara's work, follow her Tumblr, @chaaistheanswer!
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the passenger - screening and q&a with carter smith | horrorigins fest 9/28/24
so there was a screening of the passenger at horrorigins fest in tucson, az over this weekend that had a theater screening of the passenger and then a live q&a with carter smith afterward!
there were some really good questions and there's some video on horrorigins instagram (here and here, they haven't posted a full but i know there were several people recording and the festival is ongoing through today so they may post full video later) but some highlights:
he reiterated a lot of things that he's said in interviews about the script (so i won't go into detail about that)
he talked about his background at FIT and how benson's wardrobe was extremely intentionally chosen, and that the costume designer wanted to kill him bc the exact shade of his cardigan took three times to dye to get it right, it's also acrylic and very itchy (he has one too lmao)
he said that he gave johnny and kyle freedom to improvise on the script as much as they needed/wanted but that for the most part they stuck to it
burgers burgers burgers was a convenience store that they cleaned out and the stuffed animal place was in an actual empty mall that was "abandoned" (he mentioned there were like 7 empty malls they could have used, this one was completely empty so they didn't have to shut it down but idk if it was abandoned in the traditional sense)
he talked about the close ups and how much he loved kyle and johnny's faces and how he could shoot the whole thing in close up
the script was originally called "Randolph Bradley" which he did like but marketing didn't think would grab people and he also likes The Passenger for the movie they ended up making
i wish they had given the audience members mics when they asked their questions bc i'm watching the recording back to make sure i don't misquote something so i can't really hear some of the questions :( they also didn't upload the whole thing as of yet so the rest of this isn't verbatim but:
he agrees that at its core its a love story! when i asked my question i said "i wanted to touch on the love story comment from earlier" (bc someone else briefly mentioned it before asking a diff question) and he was like "i ALSO want to talk about the love story more!!" and was very excited that i brought up that "there's obviously a queer undertone to the film" and he just talked about what he saw in the script and how that came about, again said that jack stanley was like there's no romance but carter was like ummm anyway
he said that "this was the best thing to happen to either of them" (randy and benson) and agreed with someone who had described them as two sides of the same coin
he said that blumhouse also wanted them to lean into the weird romance aspect of it (or were okay with it), kyle was incredibly down to lean into the weird romance and was like "can we make it MORE gay"
afterward the fest went to a bar and mostly everyone went! so we actually got to hang out with carter just me and my friend and we talked a little bit more about the film and just other movies that he's enjoyed, we talked about his weekly newsletter, just random stuff like that. some highlights of that:
he said that kyle was all in on the queer undertone and was like can i touch johnny MORE
he said that there is a scene where benson touches randy again in a way that is similar in vibe to the scene in the mall parking lot where he touches his neck/wipes his tears but that they ended up cutting it because he (Carter) felt like it would undermine the emotional impact of that particular touch! he didn't expand on what the touch was or where exactly it went (he said it was after the teacher but didn't specify if it was after shepherd or mrs beard but i imagine he meant shepherd)
carter said that he would absolutely do a full up and down queer movie with kyle (if it was ever the right fit rather than writing a role for that reason)
it was really great and so interesting to hear his thoughts on the film and on filmmaking as a whole! he is really friendly and super nice and really knowledgeable. he had so much good stuff to say about the industry and he couldn't get enough of praising johnny and kyle both for their performances (rightly so) and what a good time he had making the movie.
bonus:
carter was kind enough to sign my poster (which he reposted the picture of on instagram). (i go into more detail about this event and stuff here) he also gleefully took photos of the saint randy and saint benson candles i made (because i am insane) and said he was going to send them to johnny and kyle because they would love them. kyle also reposted the picture of me and my friend the festival posted of us with the candles so now i am just dryheaving in my room. <3
anyway! support your local film festivals!! without horrorigns this wouldn't have been possible so support local and indie filmmakers and local and independent film festivals! <33
#still can't believe this is real life LMAO#the passenger#kyle gallner#johnny berchtold#i really feel like that bald cat#also yes my instagram handle is italiandracula it's a mbmbam bit lmao
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Somebody Save Me
A/N : Hey friends ! 𼰠My dear @shady-577 prompted me to write this little blurb, inspired by the vibe of the Somebody Save Me music video. I hope you enjoy it. It's a little angsty, but I'm making up for it with some comfort smut đ.
Hi babe, you greeted Marshall when he walked in the house. How was the music video shoot ?Â
Hey, he said. Went fine. Mâexhausted.Â
Yeah ? You asked. I canât wait to see the result. When is it coming out ?Â
Dunno yet, he hummed.Â
Dinnerâs almost ready, you announced.Â
Great, he said emotionless. Iâm gonna take a shower.Â
Marshall left the room and went upstairs before you even had the time to say anything. He seemed off but, then again, he had spent two days on set for his upcoming music video. He hadnât told you too much about it, though. From early on in your relationship, the two of you had set an agreement that work stayed at work. Your significant other was very much a workaholic and this allowed him to maintain a healthy work-life balance. Plus, since youâd been a fan of his long before actually meeting him, this meant you got to appreciate his work when it was ready to share with the world. Though he cared about your opinion, he never let you hear a track that wasnât done. You werenât really an expert when it comes to production anyway, much less a lyricist, and you certainly werenât the one he would come to for advice. The only thing you knew about the music video heâd been shooting was that it was for Somebody Save Me, which was one of the most emotional songs on his latest album. It was one of your favorite and you couldnât wait to see the result, most likely a few days before it was released for the world to see. Being Marshallâs girl had its perks after all. You finished making dinner and set the table. When Marshall emerged downstairs, his hair was still damp from the shower and he had changed into something comfortable. You could see the exhaustion on his face. Unsurprisingly so. He was often the first person on set and the last one to leave. During dinner, you did your best to make conversation but he wasnât extremely talkative.Â
Marsh⌠Are you ok ? You finally asked.Â
Yeah. Sure, he shrugged.Â
Do you want to talk to me about it ? You encouraged him. Tell me what itâs about. You havenât even told me about the script !Â
Iâve had a long day, he said dryly. I donât feel like talking about work when I woke up at 4 and just got home.Â
Oh, you said. Sure. Sorry I asked.Â
You ate in silence and he mumbled something about going to bed before getting up and pressing a quick and absentminded kiss to your temple, leaving you to clear the table. You stayed downstairs for a while after dinner, trying to distract yourself with some bad reality show. When you were tired enough, you went to your room and picked up Marshallâs tee-shirt, which he had only worn for dinner, from the hamper and put it on as a nightshirt. He was already asleep when you went to bed. You could only see his back, but you could hear his soft snores. You pressed a kiss to his shoulder before closing his eyes, hoping to find him in a better mood when youâd wake up.Â
It was the middle of the night when you were woken up by a weird noise. Some sort of breathy grunt. You could hear Marshallâs laborious breathing, mixed with whines. You opened your eyes and turned to him. In the darkness of the room, only lit by the pale moonlight, you could see that his eyes were closed. You figured he was asleep and you almost went back to your slumber, until you heard another whine, almost a cry. He had told you before that, at some point in his life, heâd been prone to nightmares but you had never witnessed it. He had always been a rather peaceful sleeper. This was incredibly unusual for him. You heard him nearly choke and decided that you needed to wake him up. Whatever nightmare he was having needed to end. You gently cupped his cheek and called his name.Â
Marshall, my love, wake up.Â
He nearly jolted upon hearing you call him. You saw him open his eyes that were full of tears and stare into space, visibly stuck between dreams and reality, trying to figure out what was going on.Â
I fell, he mumbled.Â
No you didnât, you said softly. Youâre in bed. Youâre alright.Â
I was in the bathroom and I-I fell, he repeated.Â
Thatâs when it clicked. On one occasion, he had evoked the day he overdosed, recounting the events and how he fell in the bathroom, only to wake up in the hospital, days later. You guessed that shooting the music video for a song about his overdose triggered some bad memories. He had told you all about his past but your man wasnât exactly one to show vulnerability too often. Seeing him like this was disturbing and it broke your heart. You could see the pain on his face and you wanted nothing but to take it away.Â
Youâre fine, you whispered. You are safe.Â
You gently stroked his face and, after a couple of seconds, you could see him become more conscious. He closed his eyes, his chest heaving. You cupped his cheek and brushed his forehead, noticing how sweaty he was. The contact made him shiver a little, prompting you to remove your hand from his face.Â
No, he pleaded. Come back.Â
You placed your hand back on his cheek as tears started to roll on his face. You gently wiped them, shushing him, promising that he was alright, and so was everyone.Â
Iâm sorry, he sniffled.Â
Itâs fine, my love, you said reassuringly. It happens.Â
It felt so real, he whispered.Â
It was just a nightmare, you reminded him.Â
Thank God.Â
You pressed your forehead to his, silently praying that God would make his pain go away. Marshall pulled you closer to him, so that your chest was pressed against his. You could feel his heart being abnormally fast.Â
What can I do ? You whispered.Â
Just hold me, please.Â
You hummed and nodded, shifting the position and allowing him to come in your arms. Your legs were intertwined and he buried his face in your neck. You ran your hands in his back, trying to soothe him, and he held you tight. You closed your eyes, expecting him to go back to sleep, but you felt him place a kiss in your neck, then another one. They went from soft pecks to open mouth kisses against your skin.Â
His breathing intensified. It was heavy, needy. You could tell he was desperate for something to hold on to, to ground himself. And in that moment, that something was you. He tightened his embrace some more, his fingers digging in your soft skin through the teeshirt you were wearing. You ran your fingers through his hair, tracing circles, as he kept on mouthing at your neck. You tried to distract yourself from the fact that he was sending shivers down your spine. It felt wrong. You were not supposed to feel arousal when your man was hurting. But you couldnât help it. Especially not when you could feel him hardening through his boxers. He started slowly grinding against you and you couldnât help the moan that escaped your lips.Â
Marshall, you whispered. What-
Please, he begged in a hoarse voice.Â
He stared at you in the obscurity with pleading eyes that said it all. It was the look of a man that needed something, anything to quiet the voices in his head. You could see the sheer pain on his face, you could sense the urgency in his breath. You cupped his face and nodded, letting him know he could take anything he needed from you. He closed his eyes again and dug his fingers deeper in your skin, as if he wanted to make sure this was real. His face found his way back to your neck and his hands found their way under your teeshirt, eventually removing the piece of fabric that was keeping him from feeling your skin against his. His touch was everything but gentle. It was rough and feverish. Marshallâs whole body was tense and you knew he was in desperate need for some release. He resumed his grinding, rolling his hips against you. You hummed softly, tightening your embrace around him and moving in sync. He let out a groan and stopped for a moment, just long enough to take his boxers off and toss your panties somewhere in the bedroom. He stared in your eyes and held your gaze as he spread your legs and positioned himself at your entrance, before allowing himself to sink into you, earning a moan. He closed his eyes as he buried himself into you, his hands gripping you. In turn, you wrapped your arms around his neck and held him close, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. His thrusts were slow and deep, making sure to fill you to the hilt. He nuzzled your neck, letting our hoarse whimpers while you felt his body relax as he bucked into you. It seemed like the more he melted into you, the less tense he was. Marshall was usually the most generous of lovers, seeking your pleasure before his but this time was different. It wasnât even about pleasure. It was about chasing away the demons, holding onto something tangible. You felt his tears on your skin as his hips stilled and he twitched inside of you. You held him close as he caught his breath. After a couple of minutes, he looked at you.Â
Are you alright ? You asked.Â
Better now, he whispered. Thank you.Â
Anytime, you said as you cupped his face. Back to sleep ?Â
Yeah, he mumbled.Â
He laid back in bed and captured you in his embrace. You let out a yawn and closed your eyes, ready to fall back to sleep, and he gently grabbed your hand, giving it a kiss before placing it over his beating heart.Â
#eminem#marshall mathers#slim shady#eminem fanfiction#eminem x reader#marshall mathers x reader#eminem fluff#marshall mathers imagine#eminem imagine
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So.... This game is 2 years old now huh?
Honestly... I don't think i have a TON to say about this game. It's just a great ass fucking video game that has given me a lot of fun and great memories!
This game came out during my final year of school, which is kinda funny considering that Splatoon 3 acts like a "finale" to a trilogy. It's interesting how those kinds of things work out eh? Splatoon 2 came out at the start of my secondary education, and Splatoon 3 came out at the tail end of my final year.
I remember thinking before the game came out, "why do we need a Splatoon 3? This is pointless, it's just more Splatoon 2." And then my mind was quickly changed once i got to play the Splatfest test fire and the actual game itself.....
I completed ROTM in such a short amount of time and i documented my reactions to my friends. Although i was spoiled in that Deep Cut had boss fights and Mr. Grizz was the final boss, ROTM still gave me a giant smile to my face all the way through. It was so fun, so charming and just a really good single player experience.
One of the things that i LOVE about Splatoon 3 is the vibe. I just love the location of Splatsville, i love the aesthetics, the lighting, the model improvements from Splatoon 2, the music, it's my favourite art style/aesthetic out of any of the Splatoon games by far. It just feels so polished, i don't know how to exactly describe it.
Also the fact that this game won best multiplayer game of 2022 over CALL OF DUTY! OVERWATCH 2 AND MULTIVERSUS MAKES ME SO GIDDY AND HAPPY!
PEOPLE GOT MAD ABOUT THIS AND THAT MAKES ME WANNA EVIL LAUGH! All of those fucking depressed and sad Call of Duty players who whine and complain about how "wahh modern gaming sucks!! There's no good games anymore wahhh!! It's all microtransactions wahhh!!" BITCH! SPLATOON 3 IS LITERALLY THE GAME YOU'VE BEEN ASKING FOR!! Yet you won't play it because it's on Nintendo huh? Yeah... You're a fucking PUSSY!! YOU'RE WEAK!! You're SCARED to be seen as less of a manly man!! You only wanna play games with oily dirty buff men.... Yet you call others who play games like Splatoon gay? Hmm..... Sounds like you're a wittle insecureeeeee!!!!
Have fun rotting in microtransaction hell you LOSERS!! GAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Anyways.... uh.... sorry....
I also fucking love Deep Cut too. I thought i wasn't gonna like these guys and i remember thinking when i first saw them "oh... okayyyy..."
But now? I love these bastards.
I love their dynamic and how they are bandits but they actually wanna help the people back in Splatsville. That is such a cool and unique take to have for Idol characters. The Squid Sisters are very cutesy and so are Off the Hook, but Deep Cut aren't. They are loud, messy, chaotic, in your face, rude, etc. They are about contrast and the character designers did a phenomenal job at conveying that theme via their backgrounds and looks.
Another thing that i love about Splatoon 3 is that it also acts as a celebration of things that have come before, Inkopolis Plaza and Square return as hubs, old colour combos from previous games act as loading screens, most of the music returns in the jukebox, it rewards long time fans for sticking around and for a long running franchise IT'S SUPER IMPORTANT to have that stuff!!!
Seeing the improvements in the model quality from Splatoon 1 to 3 genuinely makes me kinda emotional, it shows how far we've come in just a little under 10 years...
It really homes in on the point that... These characters, have grown up with us.... The Squid Sisters are about to reach their mid 20s, Pearl is nearly 30 fucking years old!!!
And the last thing i wanna bring up before i talk about the Grand Fest...
...Is Side Order.
This fucking DLC... My god... Being able to experience it by myself and just enjoy the stuff i was seeing, being able to SCREAM AND CRY AS MUCH I WANT WAS SO IMPORTANT TO ME DUDE!
When i got to the 10th floor in the tutorial and i saw Marina Agitando staring me down.... I did the loudest gasp a human could possibly do and my jaw was hung to the floor for a solid MINUTE!
Marina's first fucking dev diary made me cry and scream, THAT IS NOT A JOKE!!!! THESE CHARACTERS ARE THAT IMPORTANT TO ME!
And the final boss.... Made me cry, it broke me down, i was singing along to Ebb and Flow as best as i could, it felt like i was brought back to 2018, being in my room, listening to that song on repeat... I feel like a kid again....
I love this song... i love it so much... Like it's not the most hype finale song ever, but, the emotion behind it, the build up from Splatoon 2... The power this song has in it's meaning... It's some good shit man...
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So yeah! I love Splatoon 3!!! It's my favourite game out of the series and anyone who is gonna jump into this game now is gonna have a LOT to chew on.
And... It's both sweet and sad that we're at the end. This is it... The moment we've been waiting for. The final Splatfest to end them all. The event 9 years in the making.
The Grand Festival...
I am extremely excited and so FUCKING NERVOUS for this Splatfest!!!! I know i am going to cry and be so overwhelmed with joy. Seeing the Squid Sisters and Off the Hook perform their old songs again after all of these years is gonna make me sob so loudly it's not even funny.
These characters genuinely mean the world to me and it's gonna be so fucking hard for me to watch their final major appearance and say goodbye. Cause after this, we don't know what's gonna happen. I know they will come back, they have to but... In what capacity? That's what I'm scared about...
So yeah, let's savior this moment when it eventually arrives, take all the time you need to be engulfed in the Grand Fest.
Thank you Splatoon 3, you have given me so much.... It's not time to say goodbye just yet but, i wanna watch you as you walk into the sunset with your head held high....
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the day/night we met ; henry cavill
PAIRING â Henry Cavill x Reader (fem) SUMMARY â On your wedding day, your Maid of Honor prepares a special gift to which you and Henry have distinct responses. WORDS â 1,8k TW â nothing really just a lot of fluff, emotions (I cried a bit writing it), Henry in a suit đ. A/N â Hi! I'm not dead, just quit the most toxic job ever so I'm getting back here lol Here's a short but very dear fic to me that I wrote last year but never posted. I'm so happy to finally post this! This story has been in my head for two years now and it came out better than I thought.
Song insp.: Eu Me Lembro by Clarice FalcĂŁo feat. Silva
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âALRIGHT,â YOUR MAID OF HONOR smiles, carefully wiping her tears with a napkin. âAfter making you cry and potentially ruining some makeup,â The room laughs. âIâve prepared something different to end this on a high note.â
This is one of the dearest moments of your life: your wedding. Youâre marrying your soulmate. Your heart could burst with love and happiness whenever.
Everythingâs perfect, from your dress to the lights of the venue. Henry â your newly proclaimed spouse â has an arm around you as you listen to your family and friends' speeches about you and your love.
You found it strange when your Maid of Honor wasnât the first to speak, but it seems she has a reason for it. Immediately, you feel anxious, but in a good way.
âWhen these two told me they were getting married, I knew I wanted to do something special for them,â Your best friend starts. âI just didnât know what, but I knew it had to be something remarkable, something for them to look back and have a good laugh,â She looks at the both of you with tears in her eyes, chuckling.
You also wipe tears off your eyes, smiling back at her, and Henry tightens his embrace around you.
âSo I sat down with these two, separately, and started to ask a few questions,â She smiles and wiggles her eyebrows, which is an expression you know very well.
âOh my,â You think. âWhat is she up to?â
âThings started to get really interesting from the start, and I decided to make a video out of it,â Your best friend winks at you. âWithout further ado, enjoy it.â
With a pleasant smile, she sits down. The attention turns to the screens set around the venue.
You remember sitting with your Maid of Honor to chat about your relationship. You didnât really understand why she wanted to do that. However, it always has been effortless talking about Henry, and you brushed it off as having something to do with the wedding.
You recall having a great time answering her questions â drinks might have been involved beforehand, but the whole process was surprisingly professional.
Your friendâs face pops up on the screen as she introduces herself. âIn this little video, I wanted to talk about our lovely coupleâs amazing and fun story, especially the day they met,â She explains. âNewlyweds, I love you very much, and I hope you like this little something I put together for you.â
She blows a kiss and waves. Then in fancy lettering, âA love storyâ is scribbled on the top-left corner of the screen, and âA story of loveâ on the bottom right corner. You wonder why both phrases â which convey the same thing â are on the video, but the thought quickly slips your mind when your smiling face appears on the screen.
âState your name and occupation, please,â Your friend prompts on the video, but sheâs out of the shot.
You roll your eyes amusedly. âWhatâs this, a trial? Iâm innocent, your honor!â You giggle, making everybody at the venue laugh.
You answer the question anyway, and your name also appears written on the video.
âFor the purpose of⌠this, Iâm the bride?â It sounds like a question, and you make a face, unsure of yourself.
She never explained what the video was for, in your defense.
Right after you, Henry appears. âIâm Henry, and I am the lucky groom,â He smiles brightly, looking as handsome as always.
âSo, tell me, how did you meet Henry?â Your friend asks, and your smile is instant as you remember that exact day as if it was yesterday. âHow did you meet Y/N?â She asks him in the next scene, and his reaction is the same.
âI was hosting a brunch,â You start, your eyes unfocused as the vivid memory plays in your mind. âAnd it was morning when Henry arrived.â
When he reapers, you can tell itâll cut back and forth between you. âI was throwing a party, and she was the one that came around. I think it was three in the afternoon,â Henry replies, quite differently from you.
You scoff mockingly, looking at him by your side. He chuckles, brushing it off with a shoulder tic before you turn back to the screen.
âAnd I said: âHi, come on in, make yourself at home,â You know, something of the sorts,â You shrug off.
Your betrothed chuckles in the video, scratching his chin in thought. âI was the one that said hello, but she didnât hear.â
His comment makes the venue erupt in laughter. You meet Henryâs loving gaze again and squeeze his hand, making him bring yours up to press a kiss on your knuckles.
If your shared story had different and entertaining versions until now, itâd just get better!
After being asked about first impressions of one another, he replies: âShe thought I was hilarious,â He says with such confidence that is endearing.
In your turn, you laugh and cover your mouth as if what you are about to say itâs an embarrassing secret.
âOh my god, he wouldnât stop talking! Like a lot!â You emphasize. âAnd I pretended to laugh the entire time,â You say very sheepishly before throwing your head back in laughter again. âThatâs terrible. I feel like I need to apologize,â You add after your fit.
âOh, I just remembered something,â He suddenly announces, and his smile is wide as the memory toy around in his head. âHer blouse was inside out,â He chuckles, eyes focused on a spot. âSheâs so adorable and such a goof, isnât she?â He looks back at the camera.
âHe loved the way I was dressed,â You giggle, visibly shivering as you physically remember the feeling of him truly looking at you for the first time.
Your friend asks another question, changing the subject slightly, but Henry shakes his head.
âYeah, the party was great! Everybody was having a good time, but I only remember searching for her when she wasnât near me. Trying to get another look, you know?â He says.
In turn, you scoff. âNo one was dancing! I donât remember who was taking care of the music, but it was terrible!â Your genuine response makes the room fills with laughter another time. âAt least everyone had a drink in hand and ate something.â
âOh, yes. The food was wonderful. Everything homemade,â Your partner assures with a proud nod naively.
âI bought everything off Tesco,â You rushedly confess, throwing your head back in laughter again.
Back to the present moment, youâre wiping the new tears from the corners of your eyes due to laughter. You love the good energy around the room as your guests and yourself enjoy the video your Maid of Honor made.
Now you understand both phases in the beginning, and although you and Henry have very distinct versions of the day you met, you love both of them and the feelings they bring you.
However, something changes in the next second of the video. For the first time, on a split-screen, you two appear together.
âWhen I saw him, I knew it (When I saw her, I knew it),â You both say simultaneously. âShe (He) was the person Iâd spend the rest of my life with,â You continue.
Glancing at him, youâre surprised to see heâs already looking at you. Then you exchange a knowing look. It seems like you got on the same page in this part of the video.
âAnd thatâs how I realized that life put him (her) in my life,â You say in unison. âOn that Tuesday (Thursday) of September (December),â Your responses overlap with each other, drawing amused reactions from people.
âThatâs why I remember everything, of every second,â Both of you state, which is downright ironic at this point. âAsk me anything that I remember.â
âI remember,â You proudly declare with a grin but, this time, by yourself.
And so does Henry. âI remember,â He nods with a beam.
The video ends there, and the room erupts in applause, whistles, and hollered praises.
Words couldnât describe the dazzling feelings youâre experiencing if you wanted to. You canât be more grateful to your friend for this treat either. And, of course, the man you now get to call your husband.
The spotlight of attention returns to you as youâre exchanging the most enamored gaze ever. Henry leans in and presses his lips to your forehead, making you close your eyes. Slowly, you allow all those remarkable sensations to wash over you.
When you reopen your eyes, you smile at him before looking at your Maid of Honor. âThank you so much for this extremely thoughtful gift. We both loved it a lot.â
Henry confirms with a head gesture.
âWords wonât do justice to how much youâre special to me. Iâm just so grateful I get to share such a special and meaningful moment of my life, like this one, with you,â Your voice cracks at the end, and you smile, trying to hold your tears at bay as you can see sheâs doing the same. âSo I canât thank you enough.â
As the room gets loud with another round of applause and cheers, she smiles, mouthing an âI love you tooâ to you. Wiping your tears carefully one more time, you chuckle.
âAlthough, I only have one question,â You announce, making the room pipe down. âWas my blouse really inside out?â You giggle as you look back at Henry.
Your husband starts to laugh. âYeah,â He confirms bashfully. âYeah, it was,â He nods as your guests join you in laughter.
âOh, God. I canât believe it,â You shake your head in embarrassment. âI also would like to point out that my husband clearly has a lot of experience with interviews,â You remark, addressing the room. âI feel kinda bad after saying I was pretending to laugh at his jokes when heâs all loving and caring,â You rejoin your friends and family in fun.
âI do tell bad jokes,â Henry concedes in your defense. âI love how genuine you are, and youâre loving and caring to me, too,â You nearly melt at his famous Hollywood-star smile.
The sound of âawwâsâ fills the room. âYou see what Iâm dealing with?â You joke, making everybody chuckle.
You give him a chaste but affectionate peck on the lips. Your wedding coordinator decides itâs time for the first dance to open the floor to make your guests burn some energy after the buffet.
And so, feeling the most secure and happy while pressed against your husbandâs chest with his arms around you, you swing slowly. By sharing the same air, the same space, and the same feelings, you canât think of anything better.
It all started on a Tuesday morning in September for you. But for him, it was a Thursday afternoon in December. Now, it is a Saturday evening in November that youâll never forget.
You will remember. Everything. Of every second.
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