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Here are so many amazing bottom Louis fics that were posted or completed during the month of November. We hope you enjoy this list. Happy reading!

1) Work Me Breathless | Explicit | 1678 words

Note: this is the sequel to this fic.

Louis visits Harry at work after the doctor got a new promotion. They christen his new office...

Louis leaves a little breathless.

2) Skeletons In My Closet | Not Rated | 2051 words

Basically soft core porn. Harry decided to treat Louis on Halloween.

3) Looks Like We Made It, Look How Far We’ve Come, My Baby | Teen & Up | 2161 words

Louis and Harry are going to officially move in together, they’ve chosen the house and everything is ready, they just need to wait a few months before the owner gives them the keys.

So what’s the problem, you may ask. Well, they’ve been arguing for days and Louis is honestly considering strangling his alpha with one his ridiculously ugly designer scarf. Okay, not really. But he’s going to lose it soon if they don’t stop fighting.

4) Little Devil | Explicit | 2241 words

The pair had just finished taking a round of shots when the one and only Harry Styles saunters over, clapping Niall on the back to say hello. “Louis,” he drawls out, not even trying to hide the fact that he’s raking his eyes over the smaller boy. “You know this is a costume party, right?” Louis rolls his eyes, starting to ramble on about how he is in a costume and what a nit Harry is when he gets it. Harry is saying Louis is a devil.

“And what are you supposed to be Styles? An angel, really?”

“It’s a costume Lou, ’s not supposed to be real,” he says with a smirk, sliding past Louis but stopping long enough to whisper, “I can assure you, I’m no angel baby.”

5) After the Lilo Kiss | Explicit | 2477 words

"I guess I need to show you who you belong to, hmm baby boy?" he growled in my ear while choking me with his other hand.

6) Oh So Thankful | Explicit | 3034 words

Or the one where Louis and Harry both stay at college for Thanksgiving break, and decide to spend the holiday together.

7) Tell Me What You Want (What You Need) | Mature | 3246 words

Louis didn’t plan on getting laid tonight. When he invited Harry over the day before, it was completely innocent. Just two lads hanging out. He still doesn’t plan on it, no matter how hard he’s getting as Harry’s fingernails start scraping over his nipples lightly every time they pass.

8) Calling Out For Someone To Hold Tonight | Not Rated | 3819 words

Harry’s straight. Louis isnt. They still manage to fall in love.

9) Your Love Delights My Soul | Explicit | 4186 words

"Alpha..." Louis moaned against Harry's lips, chasing the friction against his thigh.

"You are my one and only," Harry bit his jaw, "And you know it quite well. Pretty sure I remind you every night, but you have to rile me, have to make me angry. Why, Omega?"

10) Life and Death | Explicit | 4122 words

In which Louis is Life and Harry is Death.

11) When You Turn Off The Lights | Explicit | 4305 words

Gothie Louis/Normie Harry.

12) On My Mind All The Time, Say You're Mine | Explicit | 9261 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

“Dude, we’re inside, and it’s night time. Those don’t look as cool as you think they do.” Louis could kick himself, he sounded so stupid, but it certainly got the guy’s attention.

It was at that unfortunate moment that he noticed several other things about this hot asshole, that he hadn’t noticed just staring from afar. First, when Louis spoke to him, his gaze was kind of unfocused behind his sunglasses, and secondly, that he had a red and white cane folded up under his arm.

“I’m… Blind,” the man chuckled, awkwardly.

Louis wanted to melt into a puddle out of pure embarrassment.

“I— am so sorry. I have to go.”

“Hey, wait, wait,” the man soothed, grabbing at Louis’ shoulders before he could get away.

“I’m sorry,” Louis repeated, looking down at his shoes.

“It’s alright,” He cackled. “I get it a lot. More than you know.”

13) Let's Break The Internet | Explicit | 9505 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here. Please note that the pairing for this fic is Louis/OMC.

The one where Louis is an Only Fans baby.

14) With the Certainty Of Tides | Mature | 13980 words

“Love you,” Louis whispered in the dark. He didn’t know what time it was or where the light had gone, he knew that he was in Harry’s arms, basking in the afterglow of all their love and he’d be a fool to not tell Harry that. As if Harry didn’t know.

“Love you,” was whispered back, as if Louis didn’t know. They confessed to each other as if it was their first time saying it, raw and painful, and listened to it the very same way, but they knew those words to be the only ones true.

With all the certainty of the tides, with all the light from the sun, with all the steady beats of their hearts, they were deftly in love, in secret and so loudly. They were brave and fearless and strong and hopelessly devoted in every sense of their breaths.

“We made it, baby,” Harry mumbled, bringing their lips into a final kiss, sweet and soft and the color of pink. They already knew that, didn’t fight tooth and nail and argued through every petty year and bleed their hearts into the words they sang and on their skin for them to have not made it home.

They were home.

15) A Moment In Time | Explicit | 14004 words

The one where Harry and Louis used to be together, until they weren’t, but with a twist of fate and a bit of magic, could this be their chance to find forever in each other’s arms?

16) I'm Still A Little Bit Yours | Mature | 14921 words

“Harry?” Louis asked to the empty apartment. "What the hell?" He sat up on the bed, his comforter pooling around his waist. The place wasn’t big enough to lose someone. Harry must have left in the middle of the night. And then he felt it. The new twinge of pain in his already bruised heart. He forcefully threw his upper body back and grunted in frustration. Then he looked over to the bedside table and noticed a note under the cup of cold chamomile tea he never got around to drinking.

He reached over and there were only two words scrawled on the otherwise blank page, “I’m sorry.”

He was so damn stupid! He curled up on his side sobbing and trembling. He covered his face with the comforter, tears soaking his pillow, as he begged his body to go back to sleep.

17) I Couldn't Face A Life Without Your Lights | Mature | 15538 words

Louis and Harry are college students who haven't been the same in the past two years.

18) Practice In Pencil, Seal It In Pen | Explicit | 16486 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Harry is in love with Louis but he doesn't know.

19) Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) | Not Rated | 16683 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

The one where Harry wants a little more in the bedroom and has a habit of putting his foot in his mouth.

20) The Animals, The Animals | Not Rated | 16721 words

Admittedly, it’s not the first time Louis Tomlinson finds himself in handcuffs.

The difference this time is these handcuffs are attached to a year long sentence. Not just that, but a year long sentence sharing a cell with a possibly mute 19 year old with dark eyes and even darker secrets.

21) Colder Weather | Mature | 19103 words

When Harry comes around, it’s the coldest time of year. Louis, for once, just wants Harry to take him away from colder weather.

22) Across the Grey, Salty Sea | Explicit | 19968 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Prompt 212: Alex from Dunkirk and French escort/prostitute Louis who ends up in Alex’s quarters more nights than not. Alex gives him his dog tag to wear maybe just a lot of smut and dirty talk with Louis being a pretty princess.

23) Blinded By The Sparks | Explicit | 22205 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Harry is a scammer who drifts from casino to casino. Louis is the new waiter who wants in on the scam.

24) Rainbow Bloom | Mature | 22711 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Louis is in denial. Louis has been in denial for far too long. Then Harry enters his life and everything changes.

25) What A Sight For Sore Eyes | Not Rated | 24216 words

Louis’ playing Danny in their uni’s production of Grease. They’re missing a Sandy, and Harry’s sort of been in love with Louis for a year.

Everything else just kind of happens.

26) MISSING | Mature | 26950 words

Louis brothers report Louis missing after they can’t get hold of him for 24hours

Harry Styles and Charlie Stone, detectives of the teenage homicide and missing persons division, are long time friends of the Tomlinson's and take the case.

27) Even The Best Laid Plans | Explicit | 25175 words

Louis wants to have sex with someone and decides Harry is the perfect alpha for the job.

28) Sunflowers, Sunshine, And You | Explicit | 28778 words

Sunshine county is small but mighty and Harry takes pride in knowing nearly each and every person that lives inside of it. For nearly eleven years now he’s been sheriff, and not one of them he’s ever regretted settling down here.

He knows the road names like the back of his hand, knows the people and the animals and the way the world works here. In all of the time he’s been here, not a thing has changed.

So, all things considered, when he starts seeing a beat up pickup truck roaming through town with plates he’s never seen before, Harry, to be frank, jumps on that like a fly on fresh dog shit.

29) Blue Songs Are Like Tattoos | Explicit | 30739 words

“Good morning, University of California, you’re listening to KALX 90.7 FM Berkeley, this is DJ Harry Styles. If the owner of the tapes I’ve been finding around the studio doesn’t come forward and introduce himself, I’m going to continue tossing them straight in the trash!”

or the DJ Harry and Rockstar Louis fic.

30) Sweet Like Honey | Explicit | 33117 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Harry and Louis need money and they find an unconventional solution in the form of PornHub. It’s not supposed to be a big deal.

31) When Our Worlds They Fall Apart | Explicit | 42228 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Harry put his hand over his heart as if Louis had wounded him. “You’re so harsh, my liege! Perhaps you need to relieve some tension…” He let his voice trail off suggestively.

“The day I ask YOU to relieve tension is the day I lose all my wits and join the Imperials,” Louis said. “It will never happen”

Prompt 325: Star Wars AU with Harry as Han Solo and Louis as Leia.

32) Somewhere In Between | Explicit | 42765 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Louis wakes up early. He brushes his teeth and can only stomach a piece of toast for breakfast, dressing quickly and heading for the car. He pulls into the parking lot of the Department of Dominance and Submission just as they’re unlocking the doors. It takes him all of an hour in the uncomfortable chairs to fill out the paperwork to the best and most accurate of his ability, handing it over to the receptionist as soon as he’s finished and wiping his sweaty palms on his business trousers.

There’s a high chance that within ten to fifteen business days, Louis will be matched with a dominant.

Shit.

33) Spoonful of Sugar | Explicit | 42900 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here. This fic is also a sequel to this fic.

Louis Tomlinson cares for his family above all else, a fact that’s led him on a twisted path peddling drugs to support them. Just as he’s made the decision to jump ship, Louis gets snared between the two largest crime syndicates in the city. To keep his family safe he’s forced to trust the man that failed to keep his promise two years ago, the resident drug lord he’s unknowingly been working for, Harry Styles.

34) Breakable Heaven | Explicit | 44594 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

“What do you think?” Louis gets captured by Harry’s green eyes, unable to look away or even take a breath.

“I think you’re the most magnificent creature I’ve ever met.”

“You must not have met many creatures then.”

Harry’s eyes glance downward to Louis’ lips and his tongue darts out to wet his own. “None like you.”

35) You're The Habit That I Can't Break | Not Rated | 44940 words

When Louis crosses paths with a green eyed stranger in prison, he learns that some habits aren't so bad.

36) Fine Line (The Story of Us) | Not Rated | 46191 words

Walking through Harry's album Fine Line. Each chapter reflects a song off the album.

Harry knew he was a lucky guy, really he did. He knew that in the cosmic pulling of straws he had pulled the long one and basically won the lottery. With a number one debut album, millions of adoring fans, and many a celebrity praising his work Harry should feel happier. He should be skipping instead of walking, singing instead of talking, and grinning from ear to ear. Maybe he was ungrateful. Maybe he was numb to it all. Or maybe he had a big, ocean-sized crush on his best friend.

37) Tastes Like Summer, Smiles Like May | Explicit | 47519 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

A cold prince, an alpha with nothing left to lose and a kingdom with a secret.

38) A Silent Whisper (That's Left Unsaid) | Explicit | 50842 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

A Fake Relationship & Exes to Lovers AU ft a failed proposal ten years ago, an oblivious Harry, an overworked Louis, Zayn as the protective best friend, a meddling aunt and a lot of talks about weddings and rings.

39) Lost And Found | Explicit | 51736 words

Where Louis is just looking for his dog but finds love along the way.

40) Don't You Know That I'm a Moon in Daylight? | Explicit | 58770 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

Prompt 79: Louis and Harry fell in love in the 18th century, Louis wanted Harry to convert him into a vampire, but he ended up resenting Harry for it. Fast forward to our modern days, they haven’t seen each other since then, but one day they meet again through a mutual friend. Harry was bitter for a long time, but he accepted that being angry wouldn't erase the fact that Louis was the love of his life. He wanted to court and spoil Louis like in their original time period, but Louis avoided him every time Harry tried to reconnect. Happy ending!

41) The Guesthouse | Explicit | 61951 words

Louis has a secret that could break him. With every trip to the Guesthouse, with every fuck he offers himself up for, he gets a piece of the freedom back that he's lost.

Seven nights a year he goes to the exclusive sex club; every day he fights to keep that little bit of information to himself.

And there's another thing - his unwavering and pointless obsession with his bandmate.

There's the Guesthouse, and then there's Harry, and Louis works tirelessly to keep the two apart. Soon, very soon now, he won't be able to.

42) My Friend Lost A Bet | Mature | 74965 words

The one where Louis ends up on the list of potential fake-boyfriends for Harry Styles because Stan really sucks at football bets.

43) In A Sea Of Mist | Explicit | 126725 words

Note: This fic was written for the Bottom Louis Fic Fest. Check out the full collection here.

A Greek Mythology/Camp Half-Blood AU where Harry is lost, the road to peace is a wretched one, and somehow, through a mist of confusion and regrets, Louis seems to be the only thing that makes sense and everything Harry needs.

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

You can find other monthly roundup fic rec lists here.

#bottom louis #top harry #blp fic recs #monthly fic recs #fic recs #larry

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x-a-writers-dream-x · 3 years ago

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The lost path

Chapter one:

The beginning

Codie and her father had an amazing, unbreakable bond. No one could get between them, they went on horse rides together, they laughed, but they also argued like father and daughter would.

Stan ( Codie’s father) was a amazing man, he’s got so much strength in him and so much fight, every illness he’d come down with or have to go to hospital for he’d be home within a week or so. He was a very ill man, he had several illnesses, heart failure, kidney failure being two of them. He’d need to inject himself once a fortnight with an aranesp injection, to bring up his red or white blood cells, he would also need to go hospital once a fortnight to have this black liquid pumped into him this was an iron infusion, he would be sat there for hours waiting for it to be over with. The liquid left a licorish taste in his mouth, but codie would sit there to keep him company so he wasn’t alone. Most children live a fear free life of there parents dying or getting sick, but for codie she always had that fear in her, that’s her farther she saw going through so much battling so much, one thing after another there was never a brake.

Her mother left her when she was 2 years of age, she didn’t know why, she new bits but not a lot. She always wanted to know why, and probably always will want to, wether her mother will tell her or not she’ll never know. Codie and her mother didn’t have the best of relationship, they could go weeks even months without talking to one another. Codie try’s to open up and speak to her mother about how she feels, or what is on her mind but her mother responds with things like, ( why do you blame me for everything, it’s not my fault) so rather then supporting her and trying to help make her feel better it will always result in codie feeling even worse.

All codie wanted was a happy family, all of them together, isn’t that what any child wants? Not everyone can get what they want thought and codie grown to realise this and hold on to what ever she had in the moment. Codie would often stay in her room, wouldn’t go to school, no one knew why not even her father. She kept it to herself she didn’t want her father to know that she was scared to leave him on his own in case something happened and she wasn’t there to help him. That was her worst fear him dying, or being seriously hurt when she wasn’t there, that’s what always seemed to happen, things went wrong when she wasn’t there, all she would get was a phone call saying your dads been taken into hospital for this reason.

The school didn’t really understand her life at home, codie and her father would often have to attend meetings at the school to try help get codie to speak about what is going on, why she is never in. She would always make something up. In the long run this was no good for her, she started self harming, she got bullied people told her she stunk, that she had nits, her ‘friends’ would talk about her behind her back, laugh at her, her nickname was rat face. She hated going to school, she couldn’t look after herself properly because she never felt she had the effort she didn’t feel good enough about herself to look good and maintain a good health emotionally and physically she was tired and fed up, she was 13 and she had enough.

Codie would go up the road from hers every night to this guys house ( her father’s friend) he was in his 50’s and she’d get free cannabis from him to numb the pain, but she would wear baggy cloths cause he would sit there and masturbate over her / in front of her, she would keep her head down to the floor and wouldn’t look up till she knew he had stopped, he never touched her but at the time this was happening she didn’t realise she was being groomed by this man. She felt like she couldn’t sleep without being stoned, without having the feeling of her eyes being so heavy that they would just close for hours and she actually would sleep.

Codies father and her smoked a spliff together here and there, her father always said please do things like that in with me rather then away from me, just in case something was to happened or it wasn’t what it was supposed to be. He also would never let her touch anything other then cannabis and tobacco, even with those he’d prefer it with him then without, he was really over protective of her, like any father is.

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shini--chan · 5 years ago

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Nordic or axis headcanons for the s/o wearing another countries flag?

And now the 1p Nordics as I promised.

Yandere Nordics

Denmark

You would barely have time to register the pair of muscular wrapping themselves around your waist, effectively pinning your arms by your sides and heaving you off your feet. “Back to the bedroom with you?”, Matthias would chime as he carried you back to your room and your closet. His voice would be playful, but not enough to disguise the anger that was making a firestorm rage in his veins.

At first, you’d think he would take it the best out of everybody – wrong, dead wrong. In anger, he is akin to the trickster god Loki, vindictive and still on the teasing side – as if you’re just as children and this is a game he is always going to win.

Denmark treasures you, and so the garnish colours of somebody else on your body would shatter a certain image in his head and by all the nine realms he wouldn’t take it well. The shirt would be hastily torn off you as soon as you were where he would want you and be swiftly replaced with a t-shirt of his liking.

No, he doesn’t care about your protests or your whining or threats. He would hold you down if you kicked and screamed too much. He also wouldn’t care if somebody else would be in the house or if you’d be short on time.

Matthias would even tear the thing to shreds in front of your very eyes.

Finland

“Do you really think such a … shirt suits you. It is flimsy and cheap and somebody else’s flag. So, be a dear and take it off before I do”, he’d say to in a teasing tone, one that didn’t highlight how serious the matter was at all.

Timo will be tactful at first, coming off as a loving and honest partner. Don’t be fooled, the sweetest smiles can hide the most dangerous people because you’d never calculate impeding doom coming from a kind and happy face.

Finland would be anything but happy and that says something because it would take a lot for him to be unhappy. Lightly, he’d try to convince you to take the shirt off at first, persistent and with such consideration that you’d be inclined to listen.

If you wouldn’t be persuaded by his gentle prodding, then he would let you go – or he’d make you think that is what he’s doing. In truth, he’d be lying in wait for the opportune moment to pounce on you and relieve you of the filth, maybe even in a playful way as to not rouse your suspicions. That, or he’d nick it while you’d be in the shower.

Then, he might or might not cut it up to make a voodoo doll out of that country which he’d use as an emotional punchbag.

Iceland

“Well”, he’d start, setting down his cup of tea and staring at you very intensely. “You really just have to wear that today. A tasteless rag that wouldn’t even suit a troll.”

The pain in this eyes and voice would be unmistakable and while the sight of those wrong colours would invoke a hot rage, it would still come out as controlled – a volcano giving a few warning trembles and puffs of smoke before erupting.

And if anything, you don’t want Emil to erupt because it would be anything but pretty. He would act with a complete disregard to your feelings and your physical health. In his mind, he tried to be reasonable, so he would be just giving you a taste of your own medicine should you be stubborn.

In his spite, Emil might pour sulphuric acid over the shirt as a way to get you to take it off in record speed and a way to ruin it – there would be no way the garment would survive it as he wouldn’t be taking a low concentration. Save yourself the pain and just do as he says.

Norway

When you would walk in the room, confidently parading your newest addition to your wardrobe, Lukas would take an instance to look over the rim of the news paper he was reading. “Off”, would be the curt feedback.

While Norway is a isn’t a talkative person, your audacity would really cause him to lose his words briefly, especially should you be defiant. At first, he’d stare at you stoically as you defended yourself with only the hard line of his shoulders indicating anger.

Then, almost when you would think you had won the little spat, he’d start nit-picking, asking if you had no shame and stating that you were had no class if you truly believed that that trash suited you.

Garbage and garbage go along well, he’d say and it would come out wrong and you probably would understand it the wrong way. Let’s just say that Lukas isn’t the best at communicating.

No matter what happens, the t-shirt would be disappearing of the very face of the earth, almost as if it were magicked away.

Sweden

“Dear”, Berwald would mumble. He would be seated at the kitchen table, hands steeped in front of him. Then he would utter the words that men and women alike dread: “We need to talk.”

To Sweden, this would be a serious matter and he would treat it as such. Terror would fill you in the beginning as you’d think it would be a very important problem he’d be breaching. Only after a while would you be able to filter out what the exact topic is. Something that would cause you to scratch your head in slight confusion.

Now, don’t be harsh, different people value different things differently and for Sweden it would be important to politely stomp any signs of an upcoming betrayal. Since his Viking days, he has calmed down and would try to approach the whole matter as a mature and civilized man.

Still, don’t push him, you don’t prod the sleeping lion, even if the stick you have is over 2m long.

Berwald would also only care little for your excuses. It wouldn’t matter if you had put in on in order to go to an international event. Talking about events, the only scenario where I can see him letting you off the hook would be if you wanted to go to a sport competition where there wouldn’t be any Swedish athletes.

#yandere hetalia #yandere nordics #yandere denmark #yandere finland #yandere iceland #yandere norway #yandere sweden #yandere hetalia x reader #x reader

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maggyme13 · 5 years ago

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Why Licking (5/?)

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Part 4

The next morning you were awoken by a burning feeling of bliss between your legs and pinching of your breasts: Azog was already up and taking you again.

“Morning (y/n). Finally awake. I fear this will not last as long as I wish it to last. I have orcs to rule and raids to prepare.”, he growled against your shoulder-blades. His breath hot against your sweaty skin.

His hand released the breast it was playing with, only to move it to the back of your head -turning your body into an awkward position- starting to slam harder and soon finishing into you. When he pulled out, you felt some of his seed dripping out, but it was far more than the first time he had done that.

Did he take me while I was asleep as well? I mean more than once?

“I will need to go on a raid with my orcs. You will stay here, in these chambers, smelling like me. I will take the pet with me, but do not fret. Nit one of my orcs will dare to even touch what is mine- again. Bolg will stay behind, keeping the daily happenings around here in check. He will also bring you food and water. I will be back by tomorrow evening. ”, Azog exclaimed, not caring that you did not understand what he said, well except that it had something to do with the other pale and giant orc you had met the day prior.

“I don’t understand.”, you mumbled, averting your eyes and you knew he was able to understand everything you said when he sighted. Using his hand, he motioned from him to the door, before pointing at you and the floor while speaking the same words as before.

“You will leave me here- alone?”, you mumbled, making the male nod.

Fear burnt in your veins, the incident of the day prior still in your mind. Hearing your fear, the pale orc pulled you onto your feet, his hand entangling into your hair and exposing your neck to him. He leaned forward, his lips brushing over your mark and a reassuring growl rumbled deeply in his chest.

You were his and no one else´s, and he made sure you and every single orc in that mountain knew exactly that.

“Sleep. Refill your strength. I will not leave your body once I returned. Bolg will bring you everything you need.”, and after another kiss to your healing mark, the orc walked away, snatching the dwarf on his way out.

What am I going to do now?

You waited a few minutes in case someone would come and get you to do something, but when it became obvious you weren’t, you grabbed your shirt and got dressed. Though instead of doing nothing, you laid down beneath the furs and slept for a while more.

His seed still dripping from your core.

You didn´t know how long you had been asleep, when the feeling of being watched pulled you out of your slumber.

Someone is watching me, right?

Slowly opening your eyes, you searched for the cause of your uneasiness, and found it in the looming figure of the other pale orc. He stood only a few metres away from you, his eyes trained on your sleeping form.

“There is food and water on the table.”, he growled, his eyes squinting while waiting for you to react.

Tough you stayed seated, only looking at him and covering yourself with one of the larger furs. Once again you hadn´t been able to understand what the orc had said and he must have realized that as well, because he pointed at the table and began to growl.

„Food. Eat.“

Following his motion with your eyes, you noticed the bowl with food on the table and you finally understood.

“You want me to eat?”, you asked just to be sure and when he nodded you did as he had asked you to do.

Keeping the fur pulled around you body you slowly walked towards the table and took a seat. Bolg followed your every move and took a stance only an arms-length behind you. Causing you to feel more than just uneasy. Even though you knew that he knew, that you belonged to his master- at least that was what you hoped.

You had just taken a bite of the offered bread, when one of his claws moved up you spine and along your shoulders.

You shivered and your eyes were blown with fear.

“Why ddid he chose you as his mate? What makes you this special for him. You are nothing but a female human. Weak. But I have to admit, you smell delicious. It´s sad he won´t share you. I could snap your neck, just like this.”, , he growled threating and amused at the same time. His fingers stopping at the back of your neck. At once you stopped mid-bite, and even breath.

“But I cannot do that. Eat up. Wash- your sweat covers the scent of his claim. I will return later with food and water.”, he growled unto your ear, his scarred lips almost touching your earlobe. One of his hands motioning towards the basing filled with already heated water.

“I understand.”, you nodded and earned yourself a rumble of approval, before the orc walked away. Upon hearing the door close, your body immediately relaxed into your seat.

Thanks the Valar he is gone.

Finished with your breakfast, you followed the armoured orcs orders and stepped into the basin to wash. To your surprise was the water the perfect temperature to relax, and so you chose to just lay in the warm water. Any aching you felt disappeared on its own, even the bite.

Feeling your skin cripple, you decided it was time to use the soap and clean your skin from the sweat and grime.

Cleaner, and feeling like that, you slowly got out of the water and fried yourself with some soft fabric that was offered to you. Though when you wanted to redress in the shirt, the smell of sweat made you cringe.

That stinks. I need to wash that-urgently.

With a sight, you once again pulled the fur around your body to keep warm while washing your only form of dress.

Wrenching the water out of the fabric, you made your way to the huge fireplace to let it dry in the heat of the fire.

Now I wit until it is dry. I wonder who the other orc is exactly, he must be high up the ranks. And he looks a bit like Azog- Maybe he is his son?

Using the time, you looked around your luxurious cell, taking in where you could find anything. Though you kept enough distance from the corner you knew he kept his weapons and armour, not wanting to anger the giant orc. There wasn’t much to find though, and soon you sat down on the furs, waiting for either the shirt to dry or for one of the large orcs to return- whatever would be first.

You had barely found a comfortable position, when the door opened again and the large orc as the morning entered. His eyes immediately found your naked body.

“You did as I had told. I can smell my fathers claim on you again. I bring you food.”, he declared while making his way towards your frozen form. A smirk showed his pointed teeth and the metal plates of his body glimmered red in the shine of the fire.

You heard him take in deep breaths, and you felt like fainting; when the male finally reached you: His face leaned towards your hair and neck and down your chest.

I smell blood. But only faintly. You need to be more careful, he won´t like it if you injure yourself.”, he growled and after another sniff he turned and left you standing there naked, while he place another tablet of food on the table.

As quick as possible, you had the shirt pulled over your head , covering your body again.

“Eat.”, was the only order before you were alone again.

He didn´t come back another time to bring food, and so you laid down to rest once you got tired and soon drifted into a deep slumber.

The next time, you were awoken by cramps in your lower belly and wetness between your legs.

Wha- Oh no…

Hurriedly, you scrambled out from beneath the furs covering you, and towards the fireplace to have enough light to see if you fear was honest.

And it was: there was blood on your thighs; it was your monthly bleeding.

What am I going to do now? I have nothing to use and nothing to ease the pain. How will the otcs react? They thrive blood- right?

Panic started to spread through your veins, soon joined by the pain of another cramp.

No. I need something to stop the bleeding and hope they leave me alone.

You looked around hoping to find anything that could help you keeping the blood from running down your legs.

Anything? I just need some cloth or something like that. Come on-

You had just contemplating about ripping your shirt into pieces, when the door slammed open and an angry looking Bolg entered.

“What have you done? I can smell your blood from my quarters!”, he roared you unknown words.

Surprised, you stumbled and back and fell onto the floor.

“Ouch.”

Long strides took him towards your side, his claws reaching for you and it didn’t take long for him to find the cause of the smell.

“Where is the knife you injured yourself with?”, he growled, his eyes already searching for that blade. Of course, he did not find one and he seemed to become angrier and angrier.

“Please. I don’t understand what you are saying.”, you cried out.

“The blade. Where is it!?”

“Please, I really don’t understand.”

The orc nearly punched you, when he motioned to your crotch and to the blade he had secured at his side.

“It wasn’t me! I did not cut myself. It´s -it´s- It is my monthly bleeding! Every female has it unless they are with child.”, you openly cried now.

Bolg still just stared you down, like he was trying to figure out if you were lying, though when you still didn’t budge, he finally nodded.

“Stop the bleeding.”, he ordered, again motioning towards your womanhood. You had a feeling what he had just told you to do.he orderedhe

“Do you maybe have some cloth and blood-moss I might use, to-to stop it?”, you shyly asked the male in front of you, who only growled.

“Earthworm! Get in here!”, he shouted in a volume that made your ears ring for a moment. It didn’t take long for a scrawny looking orc to enter the room.

“You called Master Bolg?”

“Get some fabric and blood-moss and bring it here. Hurry up before your master´s mate comes to further harm.”, the second in command told the servant, whom immediately scurried away.

“Thank you.”, you whispered, having a guess what he had just ordered.

“Azog would be furious if you came to any harm.”, the male grumbled, “But now I will have to stay here until he returns to make sure you stay unharmed.”

He doesn’t sound thrilled with what he just said.

You just wanted to say something, when the door swung open and the servant orc entered again; a pile of cloth in his hands.

“Next time you better wait until you are called in.”

“Yes Master Bolg. I have what you demanded.”, it bowed in panic.

“Place it on the table and then get something to eat.”, Bolg ordered once more and the servant complied at once, “Do what you have to do but hurry.”

Guessing what he had said, you made your way towards the table that held your requested items; a dripple of blood ran down your thighs.

Using a bit of fresh moss, you placed it inside an offered cloth and made a knot at the end. You knew it wouldn’t be the most comfortable, but it would do what it was supposed to do.

Peeking over your shoulder, you hoped you ´guest´ wasn’t looking at you, but to your dismay were his eyes trained on you, an interested glimmer in his eyes.

No privacy then.

Lifting the shirt slightly you inserted the makeshift sponge to catch your bleeding. A woman of your village had once shown you this trick.

At least I won´t drop down my legs anymore. Even though it will be uncomfortable to do anything except sleeping.

“Wash away the blood. And then sit-down food should be here soon.”, the male stated with a nod towards the basin and you did as asked.

The next couple of hours went by in silence, and shortly after the second meal, you got tired and laid down beneath the furs- trying your best to ignore the cramps and pain in your lower belly.

You weren´t comfortable with the male in the room, but you somehow knew he wouldn’t touch you.

So you slept.

Wet nudges and hot breath against your legs pulled you out of your slumber.

Opening your eyes, you were met by the huge white head of your captors warg.

Whoa!

“Why did I smell her blood when I returned? I ordered you to look out!”, your captor roared at his second commander.

“I did follow your orders. She was not injured, neither did she do it to herself. She claimed it has to do with her being a female.”, the accused growled back, though respect was in his words.

It was then that the large beast huffed into your face, catching your attention again. Satisfied with that, the warg moved it´s head down to your legs and insight of your thighs.

Is it cleaning me?

It´s tongue was warm, soft and raspy at the same time, and when it thought you to be clean enough, it laid its heavy head on your lower stomach, the pressure surprisingly releaving you of a huge part of the pain; it´s paws laid next to your body and across your legs in a comforting manor.

Not knowing if it was smart, you scratched the Warg behind it´s ears as a thank you, earning yourself a tail wagging from the beast.

Just like an oversized dog.

“Your warg seemed to feel with your mate.”, Bolg smirked.

“Leave us! And take the scum with you!”

A short while later, the only beings in the room were Azog, the Warg and you.

The great orc stepped forward, though stopped when his Warg let out a dddeep huff, like it was warning it´s master about your weakened state.”

“She is protective of you. Good. Now tell me why you are smelling of blood?”

“Its my monthly bleeding.”, you mumbled guessing he wanted to know what was going on, “It means I am not with child. It should be over within a few days. I -I put some fabric and moss inside to stop the blood from leaving my body and making a mess. I won´t ruin your fur like that.”

He came closer and closer, visibly ordering his Warg to get aside, though she only reacted after another deep growl of warning. Her new place was a few metres to your left, her eyes still cast on you.

Azog kneeled next to your form, his eyes looking straight into yours, while his one hand opened your legs and moved them so he was sitting between them. Your core now visible for him.

His bladed arm rested against your thigh, angled so he wouldn’t accidentally cut you, while his flesh one came to rest between your legs.

His fingers moved down your folds, finding the end of the cloth, tucking at it with an interested glint in his eyes.

Amazingly careful did he pull on it and out of you, holding it to his face once it was out to examine it.

Your aid had already soaked quite a lot of blood, tinting the fabric in a deep red colour. Azog gaze wandered from the bloodied cloth, between your legs and back.

Finally he threw it away, only to lean forward and lick alongside your folds.

Please, don’t tell me he is going to take me? Not while I am bleeding- please.

“Please no-“. You pleaded, “Not like this. It already hurts.”

“It does? I wonder how I can make it easier on you.”, he whispered, his lips resting on your lower stomach. Just when another cramp hit you and a groan of pain left your throat.

“Stay, I will get you something against it. Ankath* watch over her until I return.”, the pale orc ordered his Warg and left; the beast crawled at your side, her tongue reassuringly licking your neck and throat.

A first sign, that someone was approaching the chambers that held you, were the pointed ears of the Warg and her stopping licking you.

A few seconds later, the door opened, and the pale leader entered. A sachet in his hand.

“This will help you with your pain.”, he rumbled, helping you to sit up before holding the waterskin to your lips, “Drink.”

The fluid smelled (and tasted) awful, but soon you had fallen asleep.

-.-.-.-.

Part 6

SO, what do you think? What will happen ones her menstruation is over? And as always thanks for reading :)

#azog #azog x reader #orc #orc x reader #hobbit #hobbit fanfic

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aka-indulgence · 5 years ago

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feel better, doll.

... Well, yeah I don't feel so good and now I feel emotional and I want cuddles ;w;

Summary: You're in bed with UF!Sans, feeling uncomfortable and half-sick, so he what he can to make you feel better... Very VERY domestic.

Sans watched with increasing concern as you coughed a nit, groaning, turning around in your bed multiple times. Were you ok?

"... baby... dollface... how're ya doin', love?" he whispered to you, snuggling closer to you in bed, your face scrunched up and looking uncomfortable.

"Don't feel so good..." you muttered, "I can't... Hgh... Headache, sore muscles... Ugh..." burying your face into the sheets and huddling closer to Sans. "Feel hot. Take off the blankets, feel cold. I don't know..." you muttered again, looping a hand over his shoulder and barely reaching his back and hugging yourself closer to him, your eyes squeezed shut in discomfort.

"'M sorry..." you mumbled.

"oh my baby..." he sighed, circling you with his own arms and nuzzling your hair. "don't be sorry."

Actually, he rather like you being clingy like this. Because he always felt the same to you.

"tell me if i can get it better, dollface."

"Legs sore... Mmgh... I'm really tired but I can't do anything about it..." you sighed, letting go of him and trying to get out of his hold- making his brow bones furrow in concern a bit and turn his weak grin into a frown... Slightly upset that you were probably getting too warm in his hold. He didn't want to let go, so soon at that.

"too hot?" he made sure.

"Mmmh."

Figures.

He pulled you closer to him and brought out a tired whine from you, your face distorting in dismay. "shh, shh baby. i got ya, it's ok." he comforted, gliding a hand from your chest to your throat, to your head.

"yer warm, sweetheart." he said, "have ya drunk water?"

You shifted a bit and shook your head weakly at him, not once opening your eyes. You looked really uncomforted. Sans felt bad...

"gimme a second baby. lemme get ya a drink," he shuffled out of the relatively thick blanket, rising out of the bed- when you started to make noises at him and grabby motions at him. He had to stifle a chuckle from how cute you looked then... You'd probably get upset if he did, at the moment.

"'s just fer awhile, sweetheart. i'll be back soon baby." He made smooching noises as he walked out the room, leaving the door open to let light flow into the room and for you to be able to hear him move about...

You get anxious when you're feeling like this, you had wanted to hear him when he was in other rooms, so he did so. He understood... He always wanted a sign that you were there when he couldn't see you.

He'd quickly get a glass of water for you, came back to the room and closed the door... To see you already sprawled over the bed, the blankets tangled so much that he couldn't imagine how'd you get to such a state in the short period of time it took him to fill a cup of water for you.

"pff.. doll, ya look a bit silly like that."

His response for you was just an indiscernible moan of sorts, spinning around in the sheets more and Sans stopped himself from snorting. He quickly put the cup on the bedside table and came over to you, quickly picking at rhe blanket and fixing it off you.

"darlin' what're ya doing??" he smiled a bit when you just let him take the sheets off... At least you looked more... Comfortable? Now. You were getting sleepy again.. And tired...

"Sans umf..." you curled into yourself when Sans had finally managed to untangle you from the blankets, "it's cold..."

"ah, sorry baby-kins. i've got ya... covered," he smiled, flopping the blanket back on top of you and drawing out an "oomf" from you.

"Hng... Did you just pun there, Sans?" you asked, seemingly half asleep, and pulling the blanket closer to you.

... Yup, he's glad to see you getting more comfortable from the time he was away.

"can't help it when i get the chance. ya know who ya married sweetcheeks." he winked, even if you couldn't see him... He knew you knew.

You were getting more comfortable in the bed, which he liked, but he didn't forget the slight warmth you had on you. Of course, Sans loved the heat your tiny little body gave when he pressed you against him, comforting and small and absolutely adorable. But this warmth was... Just a little bit too much for you, he could see before. A little air from the blankets not covering you completely earlier had made you cool down a bit, but...

"gotta drink up, sweetheart. don't want ya start runnin' a fever on me... yer already runnin' around so much in m' skull, ya gotta get a rest from all that, no?" he gently sat next to you, you pressing your eyes firmer.

"c'mon. ya gotta."

You whined a bit when he picked you up gently from the bed, upset that you were taken away from the relative comfort the bed had finally started to give you, and Sans held the glass in front of you. You blinked your eyes open just a slit and took the glass from him, drinking it until it was finished- taking it away with a breath, giving it back to Sans- and flopping back onto the bed, hands on top of the blanket.

fuck sweetheart, don't actually and get sick on me!

"... yer not sick, are ya?"

"I don't think so... Feel better already thanks to you." you said to him, eyes still closed- missing the small, gentle smile he gave you. He leaned down and pecked your forehead- making you smile a little. He crawled over you to get to his side of the bed, making you sound in protest- before he flopped back down into the bed, making you bounce a little from his weight, and slipped back under the covers, immediately snuggling close to you, his chest against you.

He draped an arm over your chest and pulled you closer, rubbing his nasal against the side of your face, making you protest again- but he felt the little nuzzle you gave back to him.

"can't let my baby get sick on me- ya get better in the mornin' aight?" he said against your cheek.

"I can't exactly make sure that will happen," but I will for you boneman." you nuzzled his chin, going under to his neck a bit and earning you a choked noise from him, making you giggle.

"ey ey ey- that's my move lady!" he protested, a light red coming onto his cheekbones as he pulled away from you a little.

"But you smell good and I wanna be close..." you mumbled, laying your head back on the pillow, yawning when you hit it.

"ah, can day the same fer you, dollface.." he purred, edging closer to you. "yer just so sweet and pure fer me,"

He kissed you all over your face and making you squeeze your face from the affection, making him want to adore you all the more.

He stopped with a kiss on your lips, long and meaningful, conveying how much he loved you and sending it through you even with your half hazed mind.

He sighed when he flopped back onto his side, cradling you close to him and staring at the ceiling before glancing back to you, snuggling closer to him with a precious little smile on your face, looking much more comfortable than before and finally ready to hit the hay for real.

"i love ya doll. feel better in the mornin'," he said to you before he let himself drift to sleep with you.

#uf!sans/reader #sans' perspective #throughout #feeling better now yaay #sleepy too..#ah i love him #uf!sans #reader #stress relief #short fic #snippet

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melonkooky · 6 years ago

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spring love [kim namjoon]

requested

word count: 3256

genre: hints of angst, mainly fluff, suggestive

warnings: implications of love making, if ya know what i mean

author’s note: i hope this was okay!! i kinda had a lot of fun writing it. prompts: 49. “is something wrong with me?” 53. “ask for permission.” 54. “why did you say ‘daddy’ in your sleep?”

please do not copy my work. but please like and reblog it. thank you!!!!

the day was nice and bright and sunny. with winter finally transitioning to spring, warmer weather was rolling in, trees and flowers were blooming once again, days were long and bright; spring was your favorite time of year. it was when the earth was most peaceful and beautiful.

however, today did not go quite as planned. you mentally screamed as you were handed back your research essay for a college history class you were being forced to take. you were so close to graduating with a degree in [college major], and yet it felt so far. plus, you were doing quite well in the class until mr. song decided to decide when you would die. in other words, he assigned a major essay. the requirements were not normal. they were almost too challenging, but just enough to where it wasn’t impossible. you tried your very best, as you did on all major assignments, but that damn professor just didn’t think it was good. and now, he had handed back your research paper, demanding that you rewrite it. this is why you wanted to scream and flip a desk. you had woken up earlier; the sun was rising, the weather was due to be warm, you were in a good mood, nothing could stop you. well, or so you thought.

“i’m sorry, y/n.” mr. song apologized as you glanced at your paper.

no, you’re not, you thought to yourself. “it’s okay, mr. song. i understand.” you replied.

he looked at you and nodded, signalling for you to leave. you held onto your breath, just until you were out of the large classroom. you sighed heavily, your hands clenching tightly enough to crumble the edges of your essay.

“hey, y/n.” you heard to your right.

you pried open your heavy eyelids, looking down the hallway in the direction of where you had heard your best friend’s voice. there he was, the oh-so-perfect, kim namjoon. he was known to be the smartest student at this college. this can be backed up with his iq score of 148, a number so high, not even the tallest people could reach it. luckily, you and him had been best friends long before college. and since you and him were so close, he always helped when you needed it most.

but there was one little secret that even sometimes you were scared to admit to yourself: you were in love with your best friend. he was just so perfect. namjoon has the smarts, the looks, everything that made a man attractive. your attraction towards your best friend only begun recently. and although you haven’t found the exact reason as to why or how your crush developed, you’ve tried your best to deal with it. but at each passing day, your feelings grew stronger and hardly to hide.

“hey, namjoon.” you replied monotonously.

namjoon stood in front of you, concern written on his face. “are you okay?”

your heart skipped a beat at the question. you shook your head while presenting your paper, the one that had the gigantic, bright red letter f in the right hand corner. namjoon winced. “damn, really? but you sacrificed so many hours to work on that.”

you sniffed, feeling yourself on the verge of having a mental breakdown. “is something wrong with me?”

namjoon sighed, bringing his hand up to your shoulder in an attempt to comfort you. he squeezed slightly. just namjoon being there for you was reassuring. “y/n, nothing’s wrong with you. it’s probably just the teacher being nit-picky about the essay. why don’t you come to spend the night at my apartment tonight?”

you looked up at the man in front of you. you had seen him multiple times today, but something was different now. you didn’t know why. namjoon looked nice in his casual outfit, but then again, he always looked nice. you started to shake your head. “but i need to-”

“you should take a break first, y/n. trust me, it’ll do you some good.” namjoon smiled.

you returned his smile. “i guess that would be fine. but will you help me next week?”

namjoon scoffed, “of course. you don’t even need to ask.” namjoon adjust himself so that his arm was now wrapped around your shoulder. he began leading down the hallway in the direction of the exit. thank the lord it was friday. you don’t know how you would go through another day or two after such a traumatic experience with mr. song. however, namjoon easily took mr. song off of your mind when he wrapped his arm around you. with his body close to yours, you were able to feel his skin and his warmth. you couldn’t help but blush at the action, while namjoon didn’t even realize the effect he had on you. you inhaled and exhaled deeply, praying that your reddened cheeks wouldn’t be noticeable by the time namjoon looked at your face again.

on the way to namjoon’s apartment, you and him stopped by a convenience store to stock up on food and drinks for the very fun night ahead. it was a short commute from the college to namjoon’s apartment. he followed you into the building as well as the elevator. standing so close to him in such a small space made your stomach flip nervously, like a bunch of butterflies in a tight box. you had never felt this nervous around namjoon. he was your best friend, for god’s sake. you had no reason to be nervous.

namjoon sighed as the elevator ascended quiet slowly. “is there anything in particular that you want to do?”

you shrugged. “i don’t really care, as long as it takes my mind off of mr. song and my essay.”

namjoon laughed breathlessly, causing you to smile. finally, the doors opened and you stepped out first, namjoon following closely behind. namjoon silently watched you as you walked in the direction of his apartment. it wasn’t necessarily in a creepy way, it was more that he had nothing else to admire. but he couldn’t help but smile to himself. the idea that you were spending the night with him and hanging out with him pleased him. he felt closer to you than ever.

you stopped at his door, moving out of the way so that namjoon could unlock the door with his key. he finally pushed the door open, going inside first because he had been carrying the bags of food and drinks the entire way. namjoon insisted because he was a natural and polite gentleman.

after namjoon walked into his apartment, you followed, closing and locking the door afterwards. “namjoon,” you called. “do you remember if i left spare clothes here?” you asked, trying to recall any instances where you’ve left clothes all the other times you’ve stayed.

namjoon momentarily stopped unloading the plastic bags in order to think for a second. “not that i know of. but check my bedroom, in the closet. if you don’t find anything, then just choose one of my shirts and pants.”

despite namjoon speaking so casually as if it was normal, his words had done a great deal of damage to you and your heart. you would be wearing namjoon’s clothes. you had never done that before. you entered namjoon’s bedroom, trying to decide if you wanted to find your clothes in there or if you wanted to borrow some of namjoon’s clothes. however, when you looked in his closet, there was no sign of your clothes. you must’ve brought all of them back home, probably to do some laundry. you sighed nervously before reaching for a t-shirt and finding a pair of sweatpants on the floor. you quickly changed into them, finding that they were too large for you, but they were extremely comfortable. men’s clothing was always more comfortable.

you left the bedroom after. you walked out into the living room and found that namjoon had arrange all the snacks on the coffee table, and had the television turned on. he looked up at you as he placed the drinks down. namjoon’s own heart skipped a beat. the sight of you wearing his clothing almost put him into cardiac arrest, because you looked so damn cute, or hot (depending on perspective). you blushed as namjoon practically gawked at you, falling into a trance. you nervously messed around with the edge of the t-shirt, feeling the butterflies in your stomach again.

namjoon cleared his throat, turning into a stuttering mess. “s-sorry. let me g-g-go change into my pajamas and then i’ll come back with blankets and pillows.”

you nodded. you watched as a red-faced namjoon hurried around the couch, almost hitting his hip on the corner of his piece of beige furniture on his way. you laughed lightly, seeing his reaction to you. perhaps, he liked you too. but you waved away the thought just as quickly as it came. “no,” you mumbled. “it’s too good to be true.”

you found a spot on the couch. it was on the very end, so that namjoon could have room on the other side. plus, there would be room for the both of to lay down if necessary, although it would be a tight squeeze. in theory, one of you might be falling off the couch later.

you leaned forward and grabbed a handful of popcorn from the big bowl on the coffee table, popping each individual piece into your mouth just as namjoon came onto your mind. you sighed. you were amazed that you were overall keeping things together. you are still nervous around him, especially because of your feelings, but you have been managing them well - or at least you hoped that you were.

moments later, namjoon was back, and was pretending as if nothing had happened. he smiled sweetly at you, blankets in his arms. he gave you half of them and sat down on his side of the couch. you laid the blankets on top of your body, waiting for them to warm up your body. you made sure you were comfortable before reaching for the entire bowl of popcorn.

namjoon got himself situated, before grabbing the remote on the coffee table. “so,” he began, “what do you want to watch?”

you hummed in thought. “maybe an action movie, perhaps a comedy, i don’t really mind.”

namjoon chuckled lightly. “that helps.”

you rolled your eyes. “i’m sorry, i don’t care. you choose the movie.”

namjoon smiled before turning on the tv. he scoured the television, looking for a movie to watch. eventually a movie was chosen, and it was one you wanted to watch. you paid attention to the entire movie, while eating the entire bowl of popcorn. three movies later, you were finally feeling it. your eyelids were beginning to feel heavy, and your body began to sink into the couch. it felt like you were laying on a large pillow. you adjusted yourself so that you were laying down, instead of sitting up. namjoon noticed this, and he himself was feeling tired as well, so he had done the exact same thing. despite being so close each other and the tight space on the couch, it was comfortable and warm.

it wasn’t long before you finally drifted off into a deep sleep. a few minutes after you had fallen asleep, namjoon peeked over at you. he had noticed the change in your breathing pattern, it had slowed down. he noticed that you were asleep, and felt a bit relieved. you were getting some rest after a long day. namjoon sighed himself, heaving himself up from the couch in order to turn off the tv. the lights were already turned off since you and him had been having a movie marathon. so once the room was enveloped in both a peaceful silence and darkness, namjoon adjusted himself on the couch and laid down. then, he too fell asleep.

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“[inaudible mumbling].”

“[more inaudible mumbling].”

a moan.

namjoon heard something suddenly. the unknown noise was like an echo in his head. at first he thought that it was some kind of weird dream that he was waking up in. but it couldn’t have been that. so namjoon’s next thought was that it was the tv. he forced himself to open his eyes, finding that the room was still dark, and that no television was on. slightly confused, namjoon waited silently, waiting for the sound again.

“[even more inaudible mumbling].”

namjoon felt your leg kick slightly after you mumbled something he didn’t understand. he cautiously sat up on the couch, making sure that he wasn’t going to wake you up. he sat there for a few seconds, watching you carefully. namjoon was confused, and it didn’t help that his brain was still hazy from sleep. and there you went again, only this time, namjoon was able to make out what you were mumbling. “namjoon.”

namjoon’s eyes widened in shock. his cheeks immediately flushed deep shades of red. he didn’t know how to react, or even what to think. why were you mumbling his name? what could you possibly be dreaming? obviously it was about him, but it was just a surprise to namjoon.

namjoon was curious as to what else you were going to say. he was slightly intrigued. but the next word that escaped through your lips was much more surprising than you saying his name. “daddy.”

namjoon’s face burned with embarrassment. he could feel his heart beating, its pounding echoing in his eardrums. “what the hell?” he whispered into the dark.

namjoon shook his head and decided that he needed to go to the bathroom. his brain was much to scrambled in the moment. he carefully removed the blanket from his body and swung his legs around, planting his feet on the floor. he stood up, trying to get around the coffee table and escape the living room quietly. but it was too late. it was hard to see in the dark.

there was a loud bang, the sound that followed after namjoon’s shin collided with the corner of the coffee table. all the food and glasses on top of the table slid slightly after the collision. you had woken up from the noise, as well as namjoon’s trying his best to keep quiet as he stroked his shin, attempting to rid of the pain. you opened your eyes, not knowing what was going on. when you sat up, you could see namjoon standing on one leg while holding the other.

“namjoon?”

namjoon gasped. he looked in your direction, flashing a sheepish smile. “ah, did i wake you up?”

you turned around and found a lamp by the couch. you turned it up, wincing at the sudden light. you blinked a few times before turning back to namjoon. “are you okay?”

namjoon seemed nervous, and you couldn’t understand why. namjoon set down his leg, shaking it out a bit. you noticed the bright red spot on his leg. “yeah,” namjoon replied. “i was getting up to just use the bathroom and i didn’t see the table, so my leg just got caught on the corner.”

you smiled slightly, “that’s what that loud noise was.”

namjoon nodded. “sorry to wake you.”

you shrugged. “it’s fine.”

there was a moment of silence for a second, almost awkward. you didn’t understand why namjoon was acting like the way he was. you looked around the apartment for a minute, not sure how to break the silence. but namjoon cleared his throat, before sitting down on his side of the couch again. “i-i have a question.”

you crossed your legs under you, pulling a blanket into your lap. you stared into namjoon’s eyes, waiting for his question. “why did you say ‘daddy’ in your sleep?”

your eyes widened and you felt your body flinch. “what do you mean?”

namjoon’s cheeks reddened. “you were talking in your sleep earlier.” namjoon explained. you were shocked. you didn’t even know you did that.

“and you had said my name once. but afterwards, you said daddy.”

that’s when you remembered the type of dream you were having. you chuckled nervously, bringing a hand up to push back your bed(couch)-head. “did i?” you felt your face burn.

namjoon stared at you, “yeah. what were you dreaming about?”

you gulped hard, “well, it’s not important.”

namjoon shook his head, his voice raising both in volume and in tone. “but i need to know! you were mumbling my name. and you called me daddy. there’s no reason to hide it now. it’s easy to determine what you were dreaming about.”

you glared at him. “then why did you ask?”

“i don’t know!”

you sighed sharply, “i’m sorry, okay? just forget i even said any of that.”

namjoon thought to himself for a second. perhaps this was his chance to admit his feelings for you. except, he was also scared, and he was starting to second guess himself.

you didn’t know what to do with yourself other than sit on the couch and be silent. you were embarrassed that you had such a dream, especially when it was with your best friend. not to mention that you were laying right next to him as well, and for him to hear you sleep talking...you wanted nothing more than to disappear.

namjoon sighed while his mind was filled with conflicting thoughts. he glanced over at you, noticing your sad gaze at the blanket down in your lap. he shook his head. screw it, he thought.

namjoon scooted over along the couch. you were confused as you noticed him getting closer to you. you were scared to look up. however after namjoon got closer to you, you felt his hands on your cheeks. he stroked your cheekbones and tilted your face up to look at him. with a worried look on his face, he leaned closer. as he closed the distance between you and him, you could feel your heart begin to beat uncontrollably, and the butterflies in your stomach made you even more nervous than ever. before you knew it, namjoon’s lips were over yours.

but unlike what you were - rather un - expecting, it wasn’t just a kiss. it was something more. the kiss was soft and gentle at first. but it soon turned rough and hard, and it turned you on. it was like the very dream you had, of course with some minor changes in detail. when namjoon pulled away, your lips throbbed and felt swollen. you breathed deeply, as if gasping for air. you were still so bewildered as the change of events. you had never expected your sleepover with your best friend (is he still your best friend?) to end up like this. you stared at namjoon attentively, who could not take his eyes off of you. you narrowed your eyes at him, before saying, “ask for permission.”

“permission for what?”

you smiled mischievously, “you know what...”

namjoon let out a light laugh, red hues in his cheeks. “permission to move things into the bedroom.”

“that was weird coming out of your mouth, but i’ll take it.”

---

things drastically changed between you and namjoon. no words had to be said between you two, because both you and namjoon both knew that there was something much, much deeper that had developed. although you hadn’t expected it, you were delighted at the way things had turned out. ever since that night, when love literally blossomed in the bedroom, you and namjoon have been closer than ever.

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Home (Taehyung x You ONESHOT)

A/N: this song is inspired by an uprising band in my country called Insomniacks - Pulang (which means "come back" or "come back home") They started of as a YouTube band and wrote their own songs too! This story is inspired by their MV. If you have spotify you can listen to it, I believe that to all Kpop fans out there, language wont be a barrier to appreciate good music ❤

Also, this story is not finished yet. Think of it as a part 1 if you may. (Its a oneshot actually) I havent finished it yet but I haven posted for such a long time so I just want to post this first. This is not throughly edited yet. will fully edited once I posted the whole thing but hope you enjoy it since im a bit rusty now.

ITS DONE GUYS. ITS THE COMPLETE STORY

Warnings: Rape Scenes

A/N : And also, I’m trying a new thing here. if anyone here like my stories and want to give some support, why not buy me a coffee? ☕💜

MASTERLIST

"What is this story about?" Taehyung lazily thumb through the script on the table in front of him.

"In the nutshell, about an unrequited love. A lot of cheating, hurting and how the main female character gets over it. You will play the man who broke her heart," his manager explains briefly. "I know, I know. Its sounds like a typical love story. But its good exposure for you to start taking roles in a romantic drama. Armys would love that,"

"Hmm, I guess?" Taehyung, still thumbing through, not really believing his manager's words.

"And its also by an award winning writer and publisher. And she will guide the director all the way. Its going to be a hit Tae," his manager desperately tries to convince him once again.

"Yeah? Who is this award winning writer and publisher?" Taehyung looks at him, curious.

"You will surely know her. Shes too famous not to be known by anyone," the manager grins, sure that Taehyung wont say no once he heard the popular name. "Its L/N Y/N,"

"What?" Taehyung turns his head so fast it gives him a whiplash

"L/N Y/N. Shocking right? But your trusty manager manage to get you the role in her movies!"

"Y-Y/N?"

/////

"Y/N!"

Y/N pushes her glasses up her nose as she turns around to the source of the voice and saw one Kim Taehyung walking, no, sauntering over to her like he owns the school. Well, in some way, he really does owns the school. Everyone knows who Kim Taehyung is. Not just in the school, but in the whole town. Granted, its a small town, but Kim Taehyung just leave a mark on everyone he met. Guys wants to be him, or atleast gets close to him and girls will do anything to date him, parents admires him and teachers adores him. People would do anything just so for him to know their name, or even just hearing him call their name, which in some miracle, he is calling hers.

"M-me?" Y/N points to herself as Taehyung flashes her his incredible grin that could melt hearts, hers not an exception.

"Who else princess? I dont know any other Y/N," he smirks and hugs her waist, walking by her side, which turns all eyes on her. If it wasnt her in this surreal position, she would be staring too. Kim Taehyung with his hands around a girl's waist? Even worse, a nobody, nerdy, smarty pants who has her nose in a book all day. The girl who doesnt even have a single friend throughout her high school years?

"I-uh.."

"Speechless?" Taehyung winks. "Well, thats how I feel when I first saw you too princess,"

"W-what?" Y/N makes a sudden stop in the middle of the hallway the moment those words came out from his mouth and pushes her glasses back up on her nose, taking a good hard look at Taehyung who is still smirking at her. "Is this a dream? I'm dreaming arent I?" She lets out a loud laugh. "Yeah, that must be it. I'm dreaming. I'm in my bed right now, under my blankets, in a deep sleep. There is no way Kim Taehyung knows my name, is walking beside me, hugging my waist and calling me princess. Yeah, a dream. Definitely a dream," Y/N babbled on her own and Taehyung cant help but admire how ridiculously adorable she is. Y/N reached out her hand and touched his face. "Even in my dreams you look so ethreal," she smiles. "And you feel so real too,"

Taehyung burst out laughing. Oh wow, she really thinks shes dreaming.

How-freaking-adorable.

He leaned in and whisper to her ears, "Keep on touching me princess, and something else might go down today," he winks as his smirks gets bigger.

Y/N smiles.

"This is really an amazing dream," she giggles. Shaking his head and laughing, Taehyung slowly leans in, one hand cupping her chin and the other holding the back of her neck as his lips softly touches hers. Wide eyed and surprised, Y/N touched her lips once Taehyung pulled away, smiling.

"Still believe its a dream princess?"

"D-did you really just kissed me?" She stuttered, eyes still wide.

"Yes. And theres a lot more where that come from," Taehyung grins and leans in to whisper in her ears, his warm breath grazing her ears, finally making Y/N realized that she is definitely not dreaming, and Kim Taehyung did really just kissed her. "Oh princess? You better believe that all this is real. You are mine now,"

/////

Everything become official so fast. Taehyung was the perfect boyfriend.YN still couldnt believe it sometime. That she is Kim Taehyung's girlfriend. That Kim Taehyung is really, sincerely, happily in love with her.

Their relationship was happy and perfect. Taehyung never gave her any reason to doubt his feelings for her. They are the perfect couple, even her parents approved. Even when Taehyung was accepted as a trainee, something she never thought would happen.. oh who is she kidding, with that face and talent, of course he would get casted, no miracle there. But what is a miracle is how Taehyung's feelings for her never changed even when he is on the brink of fame, stress and debuting.

Things between them only starts to shake when Taehyung starts to get close to another trainee. Beautiful, talented Min Soo. Y/N trusts him, she really does. But theres also a limit on how much a girlfriend can take to see her boyfriend being close to another girl. Especially a beautiful one that matches him in every way.

What is once a peaceful relationship, starts to be filled with fights and doubts. Especially when Taehyung starts to pay more time and attention to Min Soo, under the false excuse of practicing and rehearsing. Dates cancelled everytime Min Soo called has been a norm to Y/N now, but she thought things were different when Taehyung suddenly asks her out on a super romantic date night. She strongly believe that Taehyung is finally realizing his mistake and is making it up to her.

Dressed to the nines and brimming with excitement, Y/N waited for her beloved boyfriend. She almost thought that Taehyung would cancel last minute like he usually does, but he showed up just in time and impecabbly dressed too. The night went well. Great even. Taehyung was romantic, sweet and everything he is when they first met... until Min Soo calls him, asking for his help for a cheaography.

"Really Tae?" Y/N pouts. "Cant you just tell her that we are on a date? You spend all your time practicing, I barely even see you this week,"

"Princess, you know this debut is important to me and Min Soo is helping me. Its only right that I helped her with hers too," Taehyung sighed, too tired to argue. Its like this every single damn time and he is exhausted.

"But Tae.. you promised that this will be our night. Please Tae? Just tonight. Spend it with me?" Y/N hold his hand and looks at his face softly, trying to find back the man Taehyung once were. The man that made her fall so madly in love before.

"This is work. Dont you understand?! You know how important this is to me!" Taehyung sighed, his voice slightly rising.

"I know it is Tae. But arent I important too?" Y/N tries to control her sadness. "I'm only asking for an hour or two. I'm sure Min Soo can wait,"

"Shes important to me Y/N! I need to do this!"

Y/N's mouth hand open. Did he just said what he just said? Did Taehyung really just said she?

"S-he?" She repeated his words. "She as in Min Soo? Shes more important to you isnt she?"

"N-no. You know what I meant. I meant this is important to me! My career! You said you will be supportive Y/N! You know I am doing this for us. For our future!"

"Supportive in your career, yes! Not supportive when your boyfriend is out with.. with.. another bitch!" Y/N yells out. With her good girl reputation, she never cursed. Not once, but she cant handle it anymore. Her heart is breaking with every second they soend arguing.

"What did you call her?" Taehyung growls.

"A bitch! I called her a bitch! Thats what she is Tae! Shes stealing you away from me!" Tears already rolling down her cheeks. Taehyung will usually do anything to make sure Y/N never cries, but apparenty tonight is nit one of those time. This time he is fuming with anger and he dont even know why.

"Y/N, I'm warning you. Dont call her that!"

"Why? Because shes your girlfriend now?! Then what am I? Why are you even with me right now?!"

"God, what part cant you understand. Its fucking work! And work is important to me!"

"Oh bullshit Tae! Just admit it! Its not work thats important! Its Min Soo! Just be a man and admit it!" Tears are no longer containable and is streaming wildly down Y/N's face. Taehyung kept quiet for a while, most probably thinking and after a while, with a sharp glare he opened his mouth.

"She is so much important than you in every way. Can you just please get the hell out of my car?"

/////

"Oh Hyun Joo? What are you doing here? Did Tae sent you here?" Y/N smiles at him as the car stopped by her side and the windows rolled down to show Hyun Joo's big innocent smile. She knew it. There is no way Taehyung would leave her alone like this. Maube it really just work. An emergency. She should make it up to him tomorrow.

"Yeah he did. Come in," Hyun Joo smiles and unlock the door for her to climb in.

Without hesitation and doubt, she climbed into the car. Hyun Joo is Taehyung's best friend. She kust be important to hin if he sent his best friend to get her. The pain fron Taehyung leaving her alone in a dark, unknown place starts to melt away. She just loves him too much. After Taehyung asks her to get out from his car, Y/N was left alone in the dark scary road, far away from anywhere and her phone batteries had ran out. Scared and terrified, she walks along the darkened road, trying to find safety, still believing that Taehyung will come back. Maybe she can make Taehyung treat her to ice cream and a nice date to make up for tonight. She knows she shouldnt be forgiving him so easily, but what can she say. Shes whipped for him. Taehyung is her everythinf. She will forgive him in a heartbeat the moment he apologizes. Lost in thoughts, it took Y/N a while to realized that it has started to rain heavily and Hyun Joo has stopped the car.

"Why are we stopping? Is something wrong?" She looks over at the man, concerned.

"Yeah. We have a flat tire. Sorry, but i have to change it. Do you mind coming out with me and holding the umbrella for me?"

"Of course I will do that," she smiles and gets out in the heavy rain, holding the huge umbrella over the two of them as Hyun Joo crouched down to the tires. After a few minutes of fussing over, he suddenly stands up and turns to face her, eyes dark and changing.

"H-Hyun Joo? Everything okay?"

"Do you even know how beautiful you are?" He hold the handle of the umbrella, hands gripping over hers. "Why is Tae such an idiot? You are a million times better than Min Soo,"

"H-Hyun Joo? Why are you acting like this? I-is everything okay?" Y/N starts to panic. Her heartbeat starts to beat faster as she realized that shes in the middle of no where and no one to help her. But Hyun Joo wont do anything right? He must be playing around. He's Taehyung best friend. This must be a joke. Nothing else. Just a joke.

"Everything is definitely okay, princess," Hyun Joo smirks. The pet name coming out from his mouth sounded so sinister to her ears. "Now that I finally got you alone, everything is more than okay," he grins and grips her hand, pulling her and pushed her into the backseat, making Y/N fall helplessly on the seat, startled. "Why Taehyung huh?! Why Tar princess? I've been waiting for you for years! And one look from that luing, manipulating playboy and you are suddenly head over heels in love with him?!" He yells as he leans in, forcefully trying to kiss her but Y/N tilt her head dodging his face.

"Hyun Joon no! Please dont!" In panic she managed to kick him hard and pushed him before scrambling to the other side and runs out from the other door. Now more enraged from the kick, Hyun Joo chases after her, lust now combined with anger.

"You bitch! You wont get away with this!" Hyun Joon is not the school's athlete for nothing as he catches up with her so easily and drags her back to the car. Although she tried to wriggle and scream, doing everything she can, Hyun Joon is noticably stronger, overwhelming her in a second. "Stop resisting princess and it will be just as enjoyable to you. I can make you feel so much better than Taehyung can,"

Y/N spits in his face as one last attempt and that just resulted in making him angrier, making Hyun Joo pushed her down on the wet, dirt road.

"I tried to be nice to you princess, but you want the rough way huh? You like it rough?" He towers over her and slaps her multiple times, adding a few punches in order to weakens her resistance.

"D-dont please dont. Help. Somebody help!" Y/N screams as loud as she can but the rain drowned out everything. Using his strength, he captured both of her hands and use the other hand to ripped open the top of her dress.

"T-Taehyung... save me. P-please. I'm sorry," was the last thing she managed to whisper out, as tears that streams down her face mixed up with the heavy rain, closing her eyes tight, already numb from the pain and cold, blocking the smirk on Hyun Joo's face from her eyes.

/////

"Its okay. She wont know. And you know you are meant to be with someone like me," Min Soo smile. Shes beautiful, thats for sure. And just like all the other teenage boys out there beauty is everything. So, erasing Y/N entirely from his mind, Taehyung leans in, his lips touching her, hands roaming at the hem of Min Soo's shirt as hers fiddled with his buttons.

Its okay. Y/N wont know a thing.

/////

Taehyung woke up smiling the next day. He had spent an amazing night with Min Soo and he still has his amazing girlfriend. He loves Y/N, he really does. But temptation is everywhere. And he is just a young hot blooded man. All he has to do today is make up to Y/N with some nice date and all will be okay again. He is sure of it. Y/N was never able to resist him. She will forgive him in a heartbeat and everything will go back to the way it was. He is sure Hyun Joo has taken her home safely last night anyway.

However, he cant find Y/N anywhere the next day. He tried calling but her phone is shut down. Is she sick? Maybe. Taehyung will just go and see her after school then. He tries to find Hyun Joo, wanting to know if everything goes well after he asks him to get Y/N, but his best friend is also not in sight.

Weird.

After the first period, rumors starts to buzz that Hyun Joo is arrested, for what, none of the students are sure. Some says murder, some says vandalism, but nothing is for sure. Puzzled, Taehyung tried to get some information about his best friend, but no one tells him anything. Even Hyun Joo's parents refused to speak to anyone or try to clarify things.

More confused about whats going on in school today, Taehyung decided to immediately went off to Y/N's house, knowing he will feel much better the moment he saw her beautiful smile. He definitely didnt expect to be greeted so coldly by Y/N's parents as they opened the door.

"Hi Mr and Mrs L/N. Y/N didnt come to school today so I came to visit her. Is she okay?" Taehyung flashed his signature boxy smile. Y/N's parents loves him and is always welcoming and incredibly warm but something felt off today.

"Stay the hell away from my daughter and dont you ever come back here!" Taehyung was taken aback by what Y/N's father just said to him.

"S-sir?"

"I said get the hell out of here and get out from my daughter's life! What kind of a bastard leave a young girl alone in the dark after he promised her parents that he would take her home safe and sound!" Y/N's father yelled and her mother starts crying, which confuses Taehyung even more. Is he that angry over last night? But he didnt leave her alone. He asks Hyun Joo to pick her up!

"Sir! I'm sorry that I have to bail out from the date last night. But something came up! I-"

"Something came up?!" Y/N's father move forward and grip Taehyung's collar. "After everything that happened last night, your reason is something came up?!" Taehyung's eyes widen. Did her father know about him and Min Soo?

"B-but sir. Can I just please see Y/N? I can explain it to her. I called Hyu-"

"Dont you dare mention that name in front of us ever again!" A powerful punch flies over Taehyung's handsome face, making him fall to the ground. "You and your no good best friend better get out from Y/N's life forever if you dont want to share his jail cell!"

With that the door is slammed shut.

Still as confused as ever, Taehyung tried calling Y/N every day and night for a week but her phone is soon out of reach. And after a week, he is met with the news that Y/N and her whole family has moved away.

Y/N moved away. Without a goodbye or a last I love you, she left. His first true love left.

And all Taehyung can think about is the last thing he ever said to her.

She is more important than you in every way. Can you just please get the hell out of my car?

/////

"Y-Y/N, h-hi. Its been so long," Taehyung stuttered. He cant believe Y/N is standing in front of him right now. His first love, his one true love. He tried to look for her for years and failed miserably. She is still as beautiful as he remembered, making his heart skipped a beat. He cant believe shes here now, and... and.. smiling?

"Hi, I'm Y/N. You must be Kim Taehyung? Its nice to meet you," she lets out a smile so warm, it makes Taehyung's heart flutter as much as it hurts that shes pretending that she didnt know him.

"Y-Y/N, its me. Tae. You dont remember me?" He looks at her confused face. "I-I know seeing me again must be terrible for you, but please, dont pretend like you dont know me,"

Y/N starts to furrow her eyebrows at what he is saying, a confused look etched on her face, giving weird looks to her manager who only looks back at the two of them with sympathy.

"I'm really sorry. I dont know what you are talking about. Did we meet before? Maybe I didnt notice you at an event? I'm sorry, but I really cant recall," Y/N smile politely and smile at him. "I-I mean, I know you are from that famous group. BTS right?" Y/N quickly corrected herself, afraid she might have offended the big superstar. Taehyung looks at her, dumbfounded. How can her sincere smile matched with what she is saying?

"Y/N! Why are you doing this?" Taehyung starts to get frustrated. "How can you not remember me?! We are-"

"I'm sorry Mr. Kim, but I think you should come with me for a moment," her manager interrupt, bowing politely to them and smiling at Y/N. Sighing and defeated, Taehyung followed the manager with no complaint, eager to know whats going on. He leads him to a corner, far away from Y/N's confused looks.

"Mr. Kim? Is it safe for me to assumed that you have known Ms. Y/N from way back? Say.. in her teenage years?" Her manager looks straight at his face.

"Yes!" Taehyung quickly confirmed. "We went to the same school together! In fact, I am her b-" Taehyung stop himself once he realized what hes about to say.

"Yes Mr. Kim?"

"H-her boyfriend," Taehyung admitted defeatedly. "From a long time ago. In high school,"

"Wait!" The manager gasps. "Are you saying you are her boyfriend? From her hometown?"

"Yes! Did she talk about me?" Taehyung's face turned into a smile. Maybe Y/N did still have feelings for him if she told her manager about hin right?

"Uh.. no. Not particularly,"

"O-oh.." Taehyung's reaction immediately darkened. "Then why did you ask?"

"Well, uh Mr Kim. Seeing your reaction, I can safely say that you most probably didnt know,"

"Know what?"

"She didnt talk about you not because shes angry.. or hates you... its uh.. its because she cant remember,"

"Cant remember? What do you mean? It doesnt happen that long ago!"

"Ms Y/N.. well.. she uh.. she lost her memory.."

"What?!" Taehyung was shocked. What is this man saying?

"Miss Y/N was involved in an accident. A very... tragic accident," her manager looks at him with sympathetic eyes.

"W-what do you mean? Tell me!" Taehyung shakes his shoulders. "Tell me right now!"

"Uh well... it happened when she was 16. She uh was left in the middle of the night, in the middle of no where. Her parents said it was her boyfriend back then, but it cant be right? Why would a boyfriend left his girl in the middle of no where,"

Taehyung gulps. Memories of that night starts flashing back like a vivid slideshow.

"And I think the person who left her promised that someone will come and get her, because he really needs to go. An emergency, I think?"

"Okay! I fet it. That bastard left her alone! Can you just get to the bloody point?!" Taehyung is getting impatient, making the manager looks at him weirdly at his massive interest in the story.

"Uh well.. I dont know how long she waited, but it started raining heavily, and that person did come.. but uh.."

"What?!"

"She uh.. got raped,"

"W-what?!" Taehyung feels like his world is spinning. Y/N got raped? B-by who? I-it cant be Hyun Joo right? It just cant be! Oh mu god, is that why he is arrested? "S-she what?" Legs shaky, Taehyung almost collapsed but the manager hold him, worried.

"Are you okay Mr Kim?"

"W-what happened?" Taehyung doesbt care about himself. He just wants to know what happened to his baby.

"Uh well. She was raped when shes 16. It was a dark time for her family. Shes a good student, an amazing one, and a good daughter," her manager sighed "but I guess she mingled with the wrong crowd? S-she didnt just got raped. She was beaten half to death by the assaulter. I guess he did that to weakend her before doing the deed? I figured she must have tried to fight back... but a fragile 16 year old girl against a man?" Her manager looks down sadly. The whole night flashed back like vivid memory in Taehyung's mind. The heavy rain, Min Soo's laughter, kisses, the sin he did that night, how he shuts down his phone and slept so soundly that night. All those happening while Y-Y/N got raped? Y/N must have been so scared.

No. She must have been terrified.

She must have called out his name, but he... he wasnt there to save her.

"After everything is done, she was just left there, to die I guess. The injury on her head and body was so severe the police assumed the assaulter was sure she would die and nobody would find her there,"

That fucking asshole! He left her to die? His Y/N? Taehyung clenched his fist so hard, his nails left marks so deep in his palms.

"But her parents sends out a search party when she didnt come home that night. Her boyfriend's phone was shut down too. When they found her, she was barely alive and keep repeating the assaulter's name before passing out. When she wakes up the next day, Ms Y/N has lost all memory. Every single thing up to that night. She can only remember basic things like her parents and her name The doctor said she was badly traumatized and her mind refused to remember what happened. In order to save their daughter from the pain of remembering, her parents thought that keeping her in the blind is the best thing for her and move away shortly after to create a new memory for her somewhere new," her manager finishes off. "I was assigned to look after her. To make sure nothing triggers the pain again,"

"A-are you saying that.. she doesnt remember anything at all? She doesnt... she doesnt have the slightest memory of.. of me?"

"I'm afraid so yes. Mr Kim.. I'm sorry to say.. but to her, you are nothing but a stranger that she just met today," the manager looks at him. "And.. we would gladly appreciate it if you can keep it that way,"

/////

"Mr Kim? Are you even listening to me?" Taehyung snaps back to reality when Y/N waved her hand in front of him, smiling. "I am sorry. My story must be boring," she laughs. Taehyung shakes his head and smile.

"N-no. Not at all. I- uh.. I was just distracted. Sorry, please continue," he smiles and lets Y/N continue her briefing about her story.

"Okay then. Well.. thats about it. But I havent finish the ending yet. I dont know if the female lead should end up with the main lead. What do you think Mr Kim?" Y/N smiles at him. It breaks his heart every single time she calls him that.

"Uh well.. it depends. Your manager said this is based on a true story? So what is the ending to this story?" Taehyung is curious. The storyline is very familiar to their own love story but Y/N is not supposed to remember anything, right?

"Well... to be honest. Its not entirely based on a true story. Its more like a memory," she smiles.

"A memory?"

Y/N laughs. "This might sound silly to you Mr Kim, but I feel like I have been through it. Maybe its a dream I had? I dont know, but everything feels real," Y/N smiles again. "I'm sorry. Its stupid right Mr Kim?"

"N-no. No. definitely not," Taehyung smiles. "But in this dream if yours.. are you happy with that guy? T-the main lead?"

"Well... again, this might sound so incredibly stupid.. but yeah. I am... very happy," she gave a sad smile. "But sometimes I feel sad when I'm around him in my dream. Its as if he has hurt me but I dont know. How could he when he is just a dream right? I dreamt about him most nights, but he never have a face. In my dreams he calls me princess," Y/N laughs out loud as if to tell Taehyung how stupid her dream is. Taehyung felt his heart beating so rapidly, it almost burst out from his chest. Y/N dreamt about him. That must be him. Taehyung wanted to reached out and touched her hand but the look she gave him, a look of a stranger, of one colleague to another, stops him.

"Why are you laughing?"

"I mean... it must really be a dream. How can I ever be a princess to anyone. I mean, look at me Mr Kim," she giggles again.

"Princess, I love you," Taehyung smiles at her, hands holding hers tight as they sat under the tree in front of the school field. Y/N blushes.

"I-I... uh," she looks down, face red as a tomato. Its the first time Taehyung ever said I love you to her. "I love you too Taehyung. I really do,"

"Awwww, is my princess blushing?" Taehyung smiles and squeezes her cheeks.

"No I am not!" Y/N blushes hard and hits his chest playfully. "And I am definitely not a princess. How can I be anyone's princess. I mean, look at me Taehyung,"

"Well, I am looking and you are beautiful, just like a princess. My princess," Taehyung smiles and leans in softly, kissing her under the tree as the wind blow softly.

"I am looking Y/N," Taehyung whispers softly, his deep gaze boring holes into hers, setting Y/N's heart on fire. "And you are beautiful. Just like a princess," My princess.

/////

"How is shooting going hyung?" Jungkook invites himself to sit besides Taehyung, slurping on his banana milk as Jimin joins in. "I miss you. I dont see you around anymore. Why do you always leave earlier than you need to abd come back later than usual?" The maknae pouts.

"The brat is right Tae," Jimin chimed in, earning a glare from Jungkook. "Stop glaring at me Kook. You dont look that intimidating with banana milk all over your face," Jimin rolls his eyes and turns back to Taehyung. "You are not ditching us for a bunch of "Hwarang Hyungs 2.0" right?!" Jimin starts to panic. As far as he knows, Taehyung co- star is a girl this time. They are not losing him again right?

"No I am not! And stop being jealous of my hyungs. You will always be my best friend Chim," Taehyung winks. "Theres no hyungs this time... but..."

"Oh my god! Are you dating your co- star?!" Jungkook exclaimed with excitement. "Are you finally teaching me how to date? I dont want to learn with the other hyungs, their methods of dating are too x rated," Jungkook scrunched his nose.

"First of all, you are too young to date, so I am not teaching you anything,"

"I am only two years younger than you! And taller than Jimin-hyung!" Jungkook protest.

"Yah! What does height has to do with anything?!" Jimin threw a pillow towards the maknae and Taehyung laughs.

"And two, I am definitely not dating my co- star. I dont even have the slightest interest in her. But... I am trying to date the writer,"

"What?!" Both boys are surprised by Taehyung's bold admittance.

"Oh I didnt tell you? The writer is Y/N,"

"Y.. Y/N?" Jimin tapped his chin, trying to remember the familiar name. "Isnt that the girl from your trainee years? The one you still kept a photo of in your wallet? Shes the writer?!"

"Yeah... and the story I'm staring in is our love story Chim.. but Y/N.. she doesnt remember..."

/////

After spending the next few hours explaining to Jimin and Jungkook about Y/N and what had happened to her, Taehyung was forced to spend the next few hours being scolded and called stupid by his other hyungs after the two loud mouth runs over to Namjoon's studio and tells the leader the whole story, which leads to the whole band knowing which of course means a family meeting where Taehyung was burned at the stake.

"Okay now that we are done telling him what a dumbass he is," Namjoon sighs and turns to him, giving him another smack at the back of his head, "what are you planning to do? Nothing too dumb please?"

"Hyung, I am not dumb!" Taehyung protests.

"Well, all your action so far showed you are," the older man rolls his eyes.

"Fine.. but.. now that I found her again... I want Y/N back. Its fine if she doesnt remember me hyung, I just want to redeem myself. I-," Taehyung sighs. "I still love her. I never stopped loving her. I have been trying to look for her since she moved. Now that I have found her, I need to make her fall in love with me again,"

/////

"Andddd cut! Good job Tae! Thats all for today, see you guys tomorrow!" The director shouted and everyone bows to each other, off to end their long tiring day. Taehyung's eyes immediately spotted Y/N who is packing her bags, ready to leave and rushed over.

"Y/N!"

"Oh Mr Kim, hello," Y/N bows and Taehyung gives out a unsincere smile. He hates it when Y/N treated him so formally, like a stranger. He knows that is exactly what he is to her, but he cant help but remembers all the memories and little things they shared years back. The way she laughs, the way her eyes lighted up when she saw him, the excitement on her face wheb she saw him walking towards her, her giggles and blush when he told her how pretty she is...

"Hello Y/N," he smiles. "Going back already?"

"Yeah I guess," Y/N picks up her bag and starts walking slowly. "But I just need to stop by somewhere first. It has been a looong day for me. And when I had a long day I usually stops for-"

"Ice cream," Taehyung finishes her sentence with a smile.

"Oh my god, how did you know?!" Y/n squeals, amazed and surprised at the same time. "How can you know that ice cream is what I needed Mr Kim?"

"Its a looong day for me today Taetae," Y/N pouts. "I had back to back exams, my english teacher is mean, I lost my science assignment and had to redo it and the history teacher decides to do a pop quiz! I just want to crawl to bed Taetae,"

"Not yet princess. Im not gonna let my princess go back home all stress out okay?" Taehyung flashes his boxy smile and grabs her hand.

"Where are we going?"

"Somewhere that can put a smile back on my princess' beautiful face," he covers her eyes and uncovers it when they reached the shop. "Ice cream! My treat princess,"

"Well... I think, from now on, everytime I had a long day, I will always go for ice cream then," Y/N giggles as she gigs into her ice cream. Taehyung smile, looking at his beautiful princess smiling so happily. He would give everything for her to always be happy "How do you know that ice cream is what I needed Taetae?"

"Because ice cream is the sweetest thing that can even come close to a sweet princess like you," Taehyung winks, making her blush.

"I love you Tae," Y/N giggles. "I dont knkw what I'll do without you in my life. You are my home. No matter how lost I am, I'm okay, as long as you are a part of me. I love you," Y/N leans in across the table and kisses him, and Taehyung has never tasted anything sweeter.

"Mr Kim? Hello?" Y/N waves her hand, taking Taehyung back to the present, his eyes gleaming with unshed tear from the memory. "Boy, you really dazes out a lot. Am I that boring?" Y/N giggles.

"No, definitely not boring. You were saying?"

"I was just asking. How do you know that ice cream is what I needed after a long day?"

"Because ice cream is the sweetest thing that can even come close to a sweet princess like you," Taehyung stares deep into her eyes as he said it, her blushing form is a duplicate of that day, years ago, he almost expecting her to say she loves him again.

Just like that day.

But instead Y/N smiles at him.

"Want to come with me and get ice cream then?"

/////

Y/N dont know why he enjoys every little second he spent with Kim Taehyung. He is handsome, thats for sure, but Y/N is pretty sure that is aesthetics is not what makes her heart beats faster than it should. Theres just something about him.

Something... familiar.

She feels happy. And sad at the same time. She feels likes she knows him. She feels as if shes... home.

They had a good time at the icr cream parlour. Taehyung told her a lot of stories about his adventures with his band mates, but he seems to always avoid talking about his past, and Y/N is not one to pry. Afterall, they are strangers, Taehyung is not obligated to tell her anything.

"So Mr Kim, I am guessing you dont have the chance to go out like this often? You know, with you being a universal star and all?" Y/N giggles.

"Yeah. We dont go out like this often. But when we do, we usually go out with each other," he smiles and watch Y/N digged into her ice cream. Cookies and cream, still the same flavor. "You know... we are practically friends now, and we are the same age. Why dont you call me Tae? Or... Taetae? I mean.. I already call you Y/N,"

"T-tae?"

"Yeah," he smiles. "Or Taetae,"

"T-taetae?" The moment that nick name rolled off Y/N's tounge, a surge of vision enters her mind, causing extreme pain in her head.

"Call me Taetae now princess, I am afterall your boyfriend," the faceless man smiles and kisses her forehead. "And thats a special nickname only you can use,"

"Hey Y/N are you okay?!" Taehyung immediately stands up and went to her side when she starts holding her head.

"Y-yeah. I just got a sudden headache. Maybe its a brain freeze from the ice cream," she tries to smile but Taehyung is having none of it.

"Let me send you home okay?" Y/N nodded weakly and Taehyung made sure that she has safely arrives before saying goodbye.

"Take care okay. And take a day off tomorrow if you need it alright?"

"Alright. But I think I will be okay," she smiles and bows. "Thanks. And goodbye.. Taetae..."

Taehyung's face light up the moment she calls out his name, making Y/N blush and rushed inside.

Taetae... why does it sounds so familiar. Who are you Taehyung-ah?

/////

Taehyung was on cloud nine since that ice cream date. Y/N calls him Tae, or Taetae. No more that Mr Kim bullshit, and they spend a lot of time together now. He even had the chance to bring her to lunch to meet the members and of course, just like he expected, they all love her. Taehyung even thinks the maknae is seriously in love with her, but no way in hell hes going to let that happen.

Y/N is his.

Atleast she will be again.

"Miss Y/N, Mr Kim, we will finally be meeting with the actress who played the woman you will be cheating with Mr Kim. We are sorry her scenes has to be delayed because of her her overseas schedule," the production crew informs them as they were having a break. Break time on set is Taehyung's favorite time, because he can pulls his chair and sits besides Y/N, sharing the lunch Seokjin made for him or his manager bought for him, since he refuses to eat outside anymore if Y/N didnt come with . Every second with Y/N is heaven to him and he hope she will still want to stay in touch even after their filming ends.

He cant lose her again. He just cant.

"Oh its fine. I heard shes a good actress, so she can keep up with the filming right?" Y/N asks.

"Yes. Shes a very good actress. Actually Mr Kim, you know her quite well. She used to train with your company before,"

"Oh really?" Taehyung raised an eyebrow. The only trainee he knew that turns into an actress from his training days is...

"Taetae!" Min Soo shouted from the door the moment she saw him, pushing her sunglasses up her forehead.

"M-Min Soo?" Taehyung was taken by surprised as Y/N lifted her head to see the actress who just entered. Upon seeing her face and her excitement in hugging Taehyung, a rush of memories flooded her mind and in a matter of second, Y/N was passed out on the floor, the last thing she hears was the voice of the faceless man in her dreams calling her name.

"Y/N!"

/////

Taehyung rushed to her hospital room, dropping his coffee once the doctor informed him that Y/N is awake. The moment he swing ooens the door, he was greeted wirh Y/N leaning up straight on the bed, glaring at him, face drenched with tears.

"Y-Y/N... y-you okay? Are you hurt anywhere? The doctor says y-"

"Get. Out,"

Taehyung's blood run cold as he heard the icy tone of her voice. What happened? Why is she suddenly like this? Did she forgets him again?

"Y-Y/N? Its me. Taehyung. Tae. Taetae? Y-you dont remember me?"

"No. I remember everything," Y/N starts to sobbed. "I remembered everything now Taehyung! Get out! I dont want to see you! Out!" Y/N yells, throwing whatever she could reached from her bed side and throw it at the dumbfounded Taehyung.

"Y/N no! Baby please. Let me explain!" Taehyung dodge her throws and try to reached oit for her hand but she immediately pull away.

"Explain? Explain?!" She yelled. "You ruined my life Taebyung! I gave you everything! I loved you with every part of me and you left me?! Do you even know?! Do you even know what he did to me?!" Y/N sobs starts to get uncontrolable, sobbing her eyes out. If Taehyung could hurt himself so Y/N's pain would lessen, he would do it. He would do anything to go back to that night and do it all over again. He would treat her right. He would cherish her. He would already be married to her right now.

"Y/N please-"

"He raped me Taehyung!" She sobs. "I remembered everything now. I remembered the pain when he slaps me, punch me. The cold rain on my face. His disgusting face as he.. as he..." Y/N sobs even louder and Taehyung wants nothing more than to kill Hyun Joo if he wasnt already in prison serving his time. "I called your name Taehyung. I called you over and over again. I keep saying I'm sorry. I thought if I didnt pissed you off about Min Soo, if I just apologizes, you would come back. You would come back and save me from that... that monster," she continues to sobs. "B-but you didnt. A-and he keep... he keeps hurting me. H-he keeps touching me. Where were you Taehyung? Where were you?!" Y/N shouted one last time before throwing the flower vase on the bed side, only inches away from Taehyung's head.

Taehyung knew he dont need to answer. Y/N dont really want to know where he is that night. She already knows. But he feels like he needs to explain it to her. To tell her that leaving her that night was the biggest mistake of his life. That saying all those things to her that night... he regrets it all. He wants to tell her he loves her, that he loves her still, that he will protect her now. That he will spend forever to make it up to her.

But everything got stuck in his throat.

"Y/N... I-"

"Get out," her voice cold, eyes closed.

"Y/N, I need t-"

"I said get out Taehyung. Get out, get out, get out, GET OUT!"

Her hysyeric screams finally attracts the nurses and before he could say anything else, Taehyung is escorted out. He was never allowed to visir her ever again, and although Y/N didnt ask for Taehyung or Min Soo to be pulled out fron the movie, she never again make an appearance on set.

Taehyung was lost.

Without Y/N he was lost.

And thats when he realizes, Y/N is his home. All these years he keeps holding on. Living life day by day, feeling empty and lost, because at the back of his mind he is still looking for her, looking for a way back. A way back home.

But what is he to do now when his home dissapeared?

Y/N is his home. And he needs to go back. No matter what it takes.

/////

"Today is the last day of the filming. You sure you dont want to go and visit the set? Say thankyou to the crew?" Y/N's manager sat besides her, patting her back.

"I'll just send them a fruit basket. We will do another dinner without the actors one day. Satisfied?"

Her manager sigh and give a sad smile to her.

"Y/N... I know its hard... getting your memories back like that. I know you feel as if all the people that are close to you have been lying to you. But you know we did it to protect you right?"

Y/N looks down and fiddled with her fingers. She actually understands. She really understands it. She herself hopes that she wouldnt remember.

"I know oppa... but... I'm not mad at you. Or eomma or appa... but..."

"You are mad at Taehyung?"

Y/N keep silence, knowing that her manager really knows her best.

"Listen... I dont know exactly what went down between the two of you, but I have put some of the puzzle pieces together. Starting from his reaction in the first day you were introduced to him. I dont know much Y/N... but I know that he loves you," Y/N raised her head at that. "And you... you love him too,"

"What?! No way! I dont!"

"Y/N... you can try to lie to yourself, but you cant lie to me," her manager smiles. "Dont you ever wonder why you only dream happy things about the faceless man? Y/N those dreams... they are not dreams. They are your memories. Memories of you and Taehyung. Happy memories. No matter how hard your mind tries to rejects him by refusing to remember, your heart still remembers him Y/N. Now... just remember back all your dreams.. and remember it hard. You will see that the faceless man is Kim Taehyung, and you will understand that the feelings you had is happiness, love and missing him. Find it in your heart to forgive him Y/N and give yourself a chance to be happy. A home is never perfect, nor does it only give you happiness. A home is a place where you can feel comfortable. It can be a mess, it doesnt have to be perfect, it has its flaws, but its yours. Taehyung is your home Y/N. Come back home and be happy. Thats all I want for you," her manager, who is more like a brother to her gives her a tight hug and leaves, letting Y/N be alone with her messy thoughts.

Y/N sat alone, pondering the words of her oppa that has known her ever since the incident. Who has been by her side, guiding her through her career. Just remember back all your dreams.

Y/N closes her eyes and collect back all her dreams about the faceless man. The faceless man who makes her heart beats faster in her dreams. The faceless men who kisses tastes so sweet, who words can make her smile for days.

"Princess, I love you,"

"Awwww, is my princess blushing?"

"Well, I am looking and you are beautiful, just like a princess. My princess,"

"Not yet princess. Im not gonna let my princess go back home all stress out okay?"

"Somewhere that can put a smile back on my princess' beautiful face,"

"Ice cream! My treat princess,"

"Because ice cream is the sweetest thing that can even come close to a sweet princess like you,"

"I love you princess,"

"You are mine now princess,"

"You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen princess,"

Y/N remembers back every single dream he ever had about that faceless man. He always calls her princess. His princess. But its different this time. This time she remembers. She remembers herself, looking back up into the faceless man's deep gaze and smile...

"I love you Kim Taehyung,"

Its Taehyung. Its really is Taehyung. All this while she thought ahes having a fantastic dream of her faraway soulmate. Maybe ut is her soulmate, but he is not that faraway. Not at all. All this while, it was her heart telling her to remember him. To remember Taehyung and all their memories together.

Without hesitation, she grabs her jacket ans ran out not noticing anyone arounds her until she bumps into someone.

"Ow! Look where you are going!"

"You look wh- Y/N?"

Standing in front of her is Kim Taehyung. The faceless man. Her soulmate. Her home.

And she doesnt know what to do but to turn back the other way when Taehyung pulls her hand and stops her.

"Dont go. I am not letting you leave ever again. You can hate me, hit me, kill me, I dont care, I just want to be with you and never ever leave you again," Taehyung pulls her into a tight hug. "Y/N... I love you. I never stop and theres not a second went by that I dont regret that night. You dont have to take me back, but I wont ever leave your side. Ever again. I love you. I love you. I love you,"

Y/N stays in his hug for a moment, tears wetting the front of his shirt. How is it that the man who hurt her so much makes her feel so safe and like she belongs? Is it true what her oppa said?

Is Taehyung really her home?

That one place that is fully hers?

"I-its hard," Y/N sniffles, voice muffled in his tight hug. "I-I understand why my mind refuses to remember you Tae. But my heart is stronger. It wanted me to remember," she sniffles louder, making Taehyung released the hug to look at her face. "I love you Taehyung. There was never a second that I stopped loving you. Even when my mind dont remember, my heart does. I love you too much that what you did hurts me to the core. But I cant live like this anymore. I cant live under the shadows of my past, because between the hurt you gave me, you are also my happiness. I choose to remember. I dont want to forget anymore. It hurts yes, its painful, yes. But I know it now Tae. I know why I always feel so empty even when I cant remember anything. Its because I was never home Taehyung. I need to feel alive again. I need to come home..."

Taehyung looks at her, eyes gleaming with tears from the knowledge that he has hurt the only person he has ever love to beyond repair. He didnt quite understand what Y/N is saying, but whatever it is, he swears he will do anything to make it up to her.

"Tell me what you need me to do Y/N. I'll bring you home. Whatever you need, I'll do it baby. I'll do anything,"

"Tae... you dont understand," she giggles through her tears. "I want to come home. Taehyung...you are my home. And its a mess, a messy, unorganized, abandoned home.. but its mine. Its my home and I wouldnt want to be anywhere else, Taehyung,"

"And wherever you are baby, I will follow. I will never ever leave you alone ever again. Because right here," he points to her heart," is where my home is. I love you..."

Taehyung looks at her with eyes filled with love and determination to make her forget every little pain she ever faced. He will give her the best home she could ever dream of. A home filled only with love, laughter and happiness. And as he leans in to capture her lips, Y/N can feel it too.

"My princess, my home, my everything,"

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Bicker With Me

Summary: It’s fun and games teasing, bickering, push and pull until someone tugs too hard, and the other lands in the mud.

Changkyun X Female! Reader

This was requested by @astarlightmonbebe btw

Prompt: 5. “All I want for Christmas is for you to leave me alone.“

They say your brother’s friends are likely to become your friends and treat you like their sister. My brother has six friends, and five out of the six treat me like their little sister, always looking out for me, making sure I look good for my first date, threatening to beat the kid up if he pulls anything. Changkyun, my brother’s other friend is the absolute worst, he’s been my enemy since he became Kihyun’s friend. Why? That’s simple, he’s in my grade, and I’ve known him and he’s the one who put gum in my hair, my mother was not pleased after that little stunt. Granted, he’s funny, but he’s also the one who ruined my first relationship, although it only lasted one day… But it was because he shouted, “GIRLS HAVE COOTIES, YOUNGBIN DON’T KISS HER YOU’LL CATCH COOTIES!” Maybe, it’s stupid to hold that grudge for something that small, but it’s a lot more than just that. He got into teasing me, pulling my hair when he would sit behind me in choir. No matter how much I told him to stop, the next day he’d be at it again. Until, I spoke up to the teacher, she thankfully moved me away from the brat. He would tease the daylights out of me.

What does he do now? Tease the daylights out of me! He’s such a brat, nit-picking, no good, rotten egg. I don’t understand why Kihyun hangs around with him, yeah fits the bill for being good looking and funny like the rest of them. They had such great chemistry together, but for some reason we just don’t click. Nowadays we just bicker back and forth, to the point here were Kihyun stopped having the group met over at the house because of our constant bickering.

There always days like today where it’s an exception, where Kihyun brings over the group, and I was supposed to go to be shopping at the mall all day. But Bambam and I cleared all the shops went to bakery and he got call from his mom to go get groceries once he was done shopping with me. I was going to go grocery shopping with him, but I didn't want to intrude into that privacy, and I told him to take me home. Little did I know the boys were over.

If Changkyun wasn't such a brat when we younger and even now. I would have totally dated him, at least once. He's good looking, easy to get along with--I’ve been told at least--funny, and all around charming guy with a witty tongue. I would have fallen for that just because of the description. But with all he's pulled, I'd rather hit his face with my fist than my lips.

I open the door to find seven guys chattering and being loud, doomsday… Maybe I should have gone with Bambam to grocery shop. I kick off my shoes, coat, hat, scarf and mittens, sling my bags back up my arm and go into my room. Texting Bambam and telling him what's happening. He laughs in a recording, that sick son of gun wants to see me suffer. Whatever major loser I shoot back. That's how I thought my night was going to go texting him away and then going to sleep, was plan at least and then to show my brother my new outfits. So he can pick and choose what should go with what, there are three main people I rely on for clothing opinions other than myself, Kihyun, Bambam, and Hyungwon that kid always looks like a fashion model more so than not; even when he’s in sweatpants.

We three even have a group chat called pretty boos even though Hyungwon and Kihyun will go back and forth at it just like Changkyun and I will. But then again, Kihyun liked Hyungwon enough to keep him around unlike Changkyun and I.

[Double B: Hey you know what I was thinking maybe C liked you over the years and teasing was his way of showing it]

[To Double B: BB I love how you're so soft sometimes but this isn't the right time for that-]

[Double B: Just admit if you had the chance you'd date him]

[To Double B: I'd date my reflection before I'd date that]

“Ohh~ Who you talking about” and I look over and it's Changkyun, “Get out of my room, ever heard of privacy peeping Tom”

[Double B: Admit it if you had the chance you'd date Changkyun!]

Why did he type out Changkyun, he never does that we have a rule… unless the trio is plotting against me… I always knew a day would come to this, “So what you going to say? That you'd date me if you had the chance, sweetheart I'd give it a whirl”

[Double B: Long pause? Is someone considering it, or ignoring me? Man if I was in your position and with that much tension I'd cut it with my lips]

[To Double B: Real cute, you know I'd never date him]

“Aw really?” Changkyun asks pouting at me, “Didn't I tell you to get out of my room?” He smirks at me, “Don't worry I'll ask Kihyun to wrap me up for you for Christmas, since I'm what you want” that's when I snap, I'm so sick and tired of this little game we keep playing back and forth, it's gotten old, “All I want for Christmas is for you to leave me alone” I say loudly, and with more ferocity than I've ever felt inside me. For the first time, Changkyun is speechless, quiet, and nods, looking at me like a kicked puppy and slowly goes out shutting the door silently behind him.

Know I've felt bad for stuff in the past but this is a whole nother feeling. It feels even worse, I guess I'll admit to myself now, I may have caught feelings for him. Because even if he did pick on me, when I would come home from a breakup or a bad night in general and he was over, he'd be the first one in my bedroom comforting me and just letting me cry it out, giving me soft encouraging words. That's the part I fell in love with, the other teasing, bickering side I could do without. When he walked out like that all I could feel was like his true spirit leaving the room and feel like it died. Or maybe it was my spirit? Because I, finally, crossed the line. I got what I wanted…

Not what I needed, I didn't even know what to follow up with. The first thing that came to my mind was and apology, I think we both deserve. It's gone on to long, and we've hit the limit. I look under my bed for a second, remembering about my chocolate stash, something Changkyun help me make, for whenever you feel mad or sad, have a bad and I'm not here. If only he were like that all the time, if only I were like that all the time with him.

I rush downstairs, I look around and see he isn't around, “Where's Changkyun?” Kihyun looks at me weird for a second but tells me, “He left, he should be home by now” He lives down the block, cross the street, right there on the corner house. I shoved all my winter gear on and rush out there. Thankfully, all of my neighbors salt and shovel snow--mostly, so they don't get sued--I sprint to Changkyun's house, making it in record time, without getting hit.

I rap on the door and a what sounds to be a frustrated groan, followed by an ‘I'm coming give me a minute’ to my surprise its Changkyun who opens the door, I see him look at me in surprise which turns sour, fast, “I thought if you wanted me to leave you alone, I thought that you and I won't mix-” I don't let him finish his sentence, “I'm sorry, dammit. I've never been more sorry, can we just talk and eat some chocolate?” He raises a brow heaving a sigh before he moves to let me in the house. He shuts the door, locks it sits on the couches with me, a cushion over from me.

“What do you want to talk about so bad?” “I think I like you, and I've been too stupid to realize it, because I thought you teased me because and that's where it all started-” “No, no, I could never hate you. Rather it's the opposite I'd pick on you and make other guys leave you alone when we were younger cause I wanted you all to myself. I realized that was selfish for me to do. When you came home from dates, bawling your eyes put I held you as much as I wanted to go out there and pummel the person that would hurt your precious feelings.” I place the chocolate between us, “I’m sorry for telling you to leave me, you tease me all the time and bicker with me so it made me believe that you hated me, never wanted to talk to me only tease. When you came in and Bambam was messaging me, and I was wrong when I said I’d never date you. I just wanted to cover up the truth that Bambam was trying to expose, it’s like the three of them ganged up on me. Hyungwon and Kihyun telling Bambam to text me about you, so you would come in my room-” His eyes widen in shock, “I thought they wanted me to check up on you, because you came back earlier. They thought you were having a bad day, and I’m pretty good at calming you down-” My jaw drops in shock, “Those conniving bastards, even my own brother.” He opens up a Hershey bar and breaks in half, “This has been an adventurous day”

For a while we’re just quiet, maybe I never realized how much I liked him, because I wanted to force myself to hate him, so I covered it up with anger, and my heart ached for him. Maybe that was a weird way to put it, but I masked my love for Changkyun because I thought that was the only way to go about it; after all, I thought he hated me. “What do we do now?” He asks me softly, breaking up the Hershey into pips. I shrug my shoulders, I eat a pip of the bar, “How about we start over?” He nods, putting his candy bar down and holds out his hand, “I’m Lim Changkyun and you are?” I smile putting my chocolate bar down as well, “I’m (L/n) (Y/n), it’s a pleasure to meet you.” I introduce myself while shaking his hand. “What’s your favorite color?” He asks me, turning to me, “(F/c), yours?” “White” and from then we just kept talking, for hours, moving from the living room to the outdoors, and just laying on the grass looking at the stars and talking about whatever crosses our minds.

I get a call from Kihyun, and I ask Changkyun to give me a second and it’s just Kihyun telling me to be home at a decent time, I laugh at him, so did you try to set us up? I asked him, and he agreed I shook my head, told him bye and hung up leaving my phone in the living room, and see the clock saying 11:47 PM, “What did Kihyun have to say?” I raise my eyebrows, “I just know that’s his ringtone” “Oh, right, he just told me to be home at a decent time” He nods and pats the ground, “Would you want to stay over for the night, 7:00 AM is a decent time to be over” I laugh, “I don’t think that’s what he meant” I mused laying on the ground, “I know” “By the way where’s your mom?” “On a business trip with dad, my little brother is at his friends house” He tells me, gazing at the stars and pointing at a constellation, “Canis Major” he utters out to me, I nod, “I got to go before my brother has a conniption fit.” He nods, “Yeah,...” We get up and solemnly walk to the door, not wanting to bid each other goodbye, I grab my phone when I turn around to him, “Promise me something” He raises a brow, “That tomorrow, we don’t go back to being bickering children” He gives me a small smile, “I promise, maybe tomorrow you want to go out and see where it leads?” He asks tilting his head cutely, I agree to it with a smile playing on my lips my whole way home.

The whole evening playing in my head like a film reel, only stopping when I open the door to see Kihyun sitting in the kitchen and asks me to tell him everything, I roll my eyes make my way over there and tell him everything, “I knew you secretly liked him!” “Whatever, thanks I know you guys just ganged up on us, nonetheless thank you.” He smiles, “Just treat him right, he’ll treat you right or-” “Yeah, yeah, I get it, thanks for the overprotective brother coming out” I groan and go up to my room, who knew that me blowing up would lead to us starting over, the start we both needed.

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tacosandtomcos · 7 years ago

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This is in Refrence to your blood moon theory. PT. 1 Ok. I respect your opinion and this theory but let me give a Counter argument. Marco as the sun is implied through his original name, sol, his position in the prophecy room by the sun, and the green part of his wand is an actual symbol for the sun. Cause remember. Star has heart cheeks and a star wand, her position in the room is a star and Marco has moon cheeks and a sun wand, his position in the room.

Part 2 of the blood moon theory counter. As well as yes tom did interrupt the dance so it’s completion may not be full and to add on he wasn’t under the moon with either of the two. He stood under by himself for about 4 seconds until the thing closed. Another rule for prophecy’s lol. “ your part of the prophecy can’t be thing thing that put you into the prophecy in the first place” so yeah there are some valid points here but there’s really not much putting tom into a position in the fire power.

Part 3 of blood moon theory This is just a request for you. If it’s not too much trouble can you please post all the parts of the counter argument and give your response. Thanks

Part 4- blood moon theory sorry in advance. Your putting a bit too much faith in including tom in the prophecy when in all honesty he has almost noting to really do with it. he could be counted as under it with Marco for ½ a second he definitely can’t be under it with star. Plus from a writing standpoint it would seem A bit dumb to take a prophecy that everything’s hinted for being for 2,being Marcos dream, where tom was not but moon was, and making it into 3 . If I was being nit picky sorry.

Ok, i need to go to sleep very soon, but let me brief you on your counter arguments real quick.

For one, i already did talk about the sol thing, and you have to remember that name was WAY back in the show’s production. Things change, ideas change, whether that was Marco’s original name or not it isn’t anymore.

Star was originally gonna be six, and non-magic, and Marco was gonna be her enemy and not friend. The show has gone through ALOT of changes in time, still is. Tom’s folks? Were clearly changed at some point in either season 2 or 3′s production, were clearly intended to be something different when the show started. Tom? Was gonna be a villain, but was also changed later in production. Sol might have been marco’s name at some point but that really doesn’t mean a lot when that’s not what they went with in the end. The show has changed a lot from those older ideas and considering all the ideas they threw out Marco’s old name really doesn’t mean as much as it used to since it was from an older draft.

Next, let me get this out of the way:

This is not a sun. This looks absolutely nothing like a sun, at all. And if it’s supposed to be a sun well then it’s WAY off mark.

If you knew nothing about the star, moon, and sun imagery, and you saw this wand. Would a sun ever come to mind?

Star’s wand, looks like a star, in shape and in color. while Marco instead has a prickly green style that is much more reminiscent of monsters or plants then a sun. Star’s gemstone on her wand, is a star. Marco instead gets a purple diamond in the center which just adds on to how little this looks like a sun. Shouldn’t he have like….a sun gem in here? Or maybe his wand is colored more warmly to seem more like a sun?

Like, the only real link Marco has to that sun symbol ((Which looks nothing like the wand btw)) was him just walking towards it. And really, that’s not much to go on, and could feel like you were being thrown off since the Moon was also in that direction.

maybe if it changed or was reborn like Star’s wand? But even then Star’s wands all are very much the same except for slight feature and color changes. The basic shape and features are still the same and only have minor changes for the most part to them. Lobster Claw’s too, both his wands, while one being more evil the the other, were still the same in form, just different in smaller details. If Marco’s wand becomes orange or yellow and maybe gets more spikes along the outside maybe i might see it more? But as far as this goes, he has a wand that looks nothing like a sun or even close to the sun symbol he walked towards.

Star’s wand at least LOOKED like her symbol.

Yeah, but you’re forgetting what the demon who announced the ball said. You don’t have to dance under it, you just have to be UNDER it. Dancing is not a requirement to be bonded. And it’s hard to say it’s not a little bit fishy when the moon chooses to stop following Star and Marco both, to focus on Tom for some reason.

Tom busts his way in, and instead of just disbanding or following Star or Marco, the Moon chooses to just….Sit on Tom for a few seconds before leaving. Why? If this darn thing has a mind of it’s own then really it should’ve stopped before Tom ever showed up, but when it shows up it solely focuses on him?!

And if it has magic powers, then Tom bursting in should’ve done something. Tom walks under a magical ray and nothing just happens?!

We know so little about this stupid moon that at this point i wouldn’t be surprised if whoever just ends up under the light ends up bonded regardless. It’s not exactly like we have much to say otherwise, cause it’s equally possible the moon and how it works has been misinterpreted a lot considering how old it is.

You seem to be under the impression i believe it’s canon, which isn’t true. I tend not to ever call something canon unless…it’s actually proven canon, i’d be setting myself up for disappointment in that case. This is just a passionate theory i would LIKE to see canon since it actually could really work as a plot twist.

No, Tom has much to do with this. The blood moon is apart of HIS culture, HE was the reason Star and Marco went to this party, this moon is on his ballroom, it’s on top of his castle, it’s HIS dance, and there’s also the fact that demons are in the prophecy room.

like there’s no denying it, these are demons, with the spaded tails and everything. There’s some weird demonic link to this moon and i wonder what it is.

Yeah but the prophecy has not really been hinted for two. Heck, it’s never talked about on the actual show, you just get an idea of it in this one scene and …that’s about it. and with my idea, the moon is actually a THIRD symbol, which pretty much is straightforward from there. It’s not exactly like there’s this huge focus or buildup on it, we don’t even know what it is? Is anyone really gonna be disappointed that a prophecy we know nothing about was for three people and not two?

It might mean nothing, but Tom does seem to have some kinda of odd connection to Star and Marco other characters don’t. Might be the way he’s written with them, but it is unique how he’s used in comparison to characters like ponyhead or janna.

Yeah, but once again, that was a dream. And that only brings up my point of marco’s connection to the moon. Star is bonded, we know that for sure, but she don’t get no moon dreams, or moons showing up to stalk her, or nearly as many odd experiences with it as Marco has.

You can believe what you want in the end, but i find this prophecy too fishy to be so clear cut and dry. So many little details just do not add up and i’m curious if the show is subverting another cliche and trying to fool the audience in the meantime.

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blouisparadise · 7 years ago

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Upon request, here is a list of frat boy fics with bottom Louis. Happy reading!

Note: This fic was updated in March 2022. New fics are marked with a 🍑 emoji.

Note; This full series is BL and contains frat boy Harry.

“And what are you supposed to be Styles? An angel, really?”

“It’s a costume Lou, ’s not supposed to be real,” he says with a smirk, sliding past Louis but stopping long enough to whisper, “I can assure you, I’m no angel baby.”

2) Rumour Has It | Explicit | 3684 words

Harry and Louis are college sweethearts, Harry has a reputation and Louis just wants to be fucked. Too bad sex with Harry is boring.

3) Naughty Girls Get Spanked | Teen & Up | 4295 words

The one where Louis wears panties and gets spanked and fucked by frat boy Harry.

4) "Why WAS There A Street Sign On The Floor?" | Explicit | 5761 words | 🍑

Louis Tomlinson's been pining after his high school sweetheart Harry Styles ever since their painful split before the two went their separate ways for college. Will they let the Gator/'Noles rivalry keep them apart? Or will one night of football change the course for them in this game we call love?

5) Fratboy In Love | Mature | 6830 words

Harry Styles was a frat boy who loved to sleep around and flirt with boys and girls. Louis was a good uni student who loved to stay in and study and wasn't much of a partier.

Insert his best friend Niall who talks him into going. Louis gets drunk and ends up sleeping with harry. The next day he leaves before Harry wakes and tries to avoid him at all costs. Thinking Harry wouldn't care since Louis was just another conquest. But what if Harry did care. And actually have a crush on Louis.

6) Peaches | Explicit | 7669 words | 🍑

Once behind Harry, he bends over and places his hands on Harry’s thighs, slowly rubbing while bringing them up to Harry’s chest. Noticing the more prominent bulge in the alpha’s pants, the omega starts to whisper the lyrics in Harry’s ear.

Oh there daddy, daddy didn't bring the towel

7) You're The Only One Who's Making Me Come, To My Sinful Senses | Mature | 9355 words

Louis the dance major and Harry the business major meet on Tinder. They hook up regularly and come to find out they like each other more than they let on.

8) Oblivious | Teen & Up | 11429 words

He plays footie and Harry plays basketball. Harry is studying to be an accountant whereas he is studying to be a teacher, hopefully of mathematics. Harry is the vice president of the alpha frat, with duties to uphold, not to mention he has a part time job at a convenience store and Louis is working two jobs; one as a tutor during the weekdays and the other in a burger shop, working as a cashier during the weekend. They both need the money and while Louis is on a full footie scholarship, he also cannot afford to let his grades slip up or else he won’t get to play. They’re just a disaster waiting to happen.

It won’t work.

9) Every Time That You Get Undressed (I Hear Symphonies In My Head) | Explicit | 12009 words

An AU in which Harry is the typical frat boy who doesn’t believe in love but falls for the insecure mess that is Louis.

10) Do You Like My Sweater? | Explicit | 13146 words

When Harry’s alpha fraternity decides to host a Sadie Hawkins dance, outspoken omega Louis has a thing or two to say about it.

11) Overwhelming | Explicit | 13261 words

Louis is an omega attending university to get his degree and most definitely not waste his time with unimportant things such as finding a mate. Harry is the alpha who manages to unwittingly mess up that plan.

12) Keep Holding Me This Way | Explicit | 13747 words

An English grad student, a frat jock, and an unimpressed rich boy walk into a bar. No one walks out.

13) Symptoms Of The Culture | Explicit | 14612 words

Harry's fraternity has become obsessed with the newest online game, and they'd like to think they're getting pretty good at it. Only, they keep getting killed by The Rogue, an online player who has no connection to the Frat, but seems to have a vendetta against them. >

14) Kinda Into It | Explicit | 19483 words

Note: This fic is locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

A pair of eyes follow him, narrowed and if Louis has judged right; assessing. Trying to see if Louis has a favourite. Waiting to see if he gives it up to one of the baying crowd. He doesn't. He straightens up and moves smoothly back towards the intriguing man in the front-row seat.

He hasn't moved, bar to clutch his fingers slightly around the edges of the circle-shaped seat; his thighs pushing open a little further as he tucks his ass in; showcasing his dick somewhat.

The dress pants do barely anything to cover the jut of that length and Louis makes it his personal mission to make him hard. It's insulting really that he's not already there. He's been dancing for three minutes and if that isn't long enough to incite some interest then what is?

15) Let’s Make Christmas Merry, Baby | Explicit | 19871 words | 🍑

Harry and Louis have to play Mr and Mrs Claus at a frat party and don’t get on, but keep getting stuck under mistletoe until they do.

16) Deflower Me | Explicit | 20154 words

Louis is a proud virgin, and no matter how much society tries to make him feel like a freak for not acting on his natural urges, he doesn't suffer from his lack of experience. He has never felt drawn to someone in a way that made him want to get involved sexually with them, and he isn't planning on rushing himself so he can get some because people think it's what he should do.

In walks Fratboy, the Serial Haunter of His (wet) Dreams, who thankfully has a little business going on that might be just what Louis needs.

17) Treading Through Flowerbeds | Explicit | 20384 words | 🍑

“So are you coming to class or are you gonna take the day off to shop online for your vibrator?” Zayn props his shoulder against the doorframe and watches Louis scurry around their room in amusement.

“I wouldn’t have lost the bet if—” Harry and his massive dick didn’t exist, “—you didn’t make us go to that frat party.”

“You’re the one who said you could flirt your way out of a speeding ticket with that old, bald policeman,” Zayn replies. “You know, you should be glad we went with the vibrator up your arse instead of taking Viagra before class.”

18) Cut the Sides, Don’t Touch the Back | Explicit | 21596 words | 🍑

Prompt 87: Harry’s been talking about getting a mullet for so long and Louis hates how good he pulls it off.

19) Hold Onto This Heaven (Of Yours) | Explicit | 25213 words

An ode to being too young, too sad, and too in love.

20) My Love's Not Simple (It's Fragile) | 27529 words | Sequel

Harry's new job is threatened by his impending rut. Desperate for a solution, he allows Niall to introduce him to Louis, an omega whose heat begins the same day. They click.

21) Lovin' Online | Not Rated | 27627 words | 🍑

“Huh?” Harry asks, muffled by his forearm. He feels lips on his face and the tip of Louis’ nose against his ear when Louis repeats himself. Brain sluggish with sleep, it takes a moment for him to process the words, but his eyes snap open, and he’s met with darkness. He's got to be dreaming, there’s no way Louis just said what he thinks he said. “What did you say?”

He can see the vague shrug from Louis before he turns around to toss the towel with the pile of their discarded clothes. “Did you say…” he starts slowly, automatically slinging his arm around Louis as he gets back into bed and throws the blankets over them.

“That we should make a sex tape?” Louis asks rather nonchalantly for such a big proposition. He cuddles easily into the warm body and confirms, “Yes, I did.”

22) Can’t Fool Me | Explicit | 30162 words

AU where Louis hates fraternities and would never be into a frat boy. And one of these things is definitely not a lie.

23) Have You Coming Back Again | Explicit | 31086 words | Sequel

It’s five o’clock in the morning. Louis has a lecture at half eight. He could be using this time to study or to do his readings or to go to the gym, but - well. He doesn’t have any exams coming up, he’s not going to his seminar today anyway and he hates the gym.

Instead he’s using this time to fuck with Harry Styles’ poor little brain.

Louis jogs across the street and jabs the key into the car door. It opens easily, not that he was expecting anything else. He copied the key for a reason, after all.

He’s got Harry’s schedule memorized, more because the guy keeps following him around than anything, so he doesn’t bother looking around before climbing behind the wheel and setting his bag on the passenger seat. It’s a Monday, which means that Harry doesn't even get out of bed before noon unless he’s planning on harassing Louis.

24) In Your Scent I Thrive | Explicit | 33366 words

Harry’s particular condition has made it impossible for him to enjoy people’s scent, until he meets Louis.

25) Treat You Like A Gentleman | Explicit | 38509 words

University/College AU where Louis is forced out to a club and meets the infamous frat boy Harry Styles.

26) Voicemail Sings A Wreck | Explicit | 37019 words | 🍑

Louis is the president of the biggest omega sorority on campus, Harry is the president of the biggest alpha fraternity on campus, and they do not get along.

27) You Put the Sun in Sunday | Mature | 42319 words

Louis is a love-brainwashed-teenager of hope drenched in dreams, clad in oversized clothes damaged with holes, and standing waist-high in novels. Harry is a selfish closeted football captain with a head too big for his heart, and a bad habit of not thinking before he opens his mouth. No one ever said love was easy, Louis learned the hard way.

28) The Sidelines | Explicit | 47078 words

Harry and Louis play hockey for Penn state and can't stand one another, since they can't keep their hatred off the ice their coach and team do what they can to keep their hard earned spot in the playoffs and their two star players from killing each other

29) Thinking About The T-Shirt You Sleep In | Explicit | 52488 words

Harry's alpha fraternity donates to a local thrift shop (because of Liam's latent crush on a cute beta in his lecture). Louis' financial situation (and confusing omega instincts) lead him to make some interesting fashion purchases. Lots of pizza, feelings, and not-really-lying.

30) Flash Back to Me | Explicit | 73068 words | Sequel | 🍑

Louis narrows his eyes, wanting more than anything to tell Liam to go fuck himself, but he can’t be sure, is the thing. As much as he knows for a fact that he would never date someone like Harry Styles, he has months missing from his memory. And it’s scary to think that, in that time, everything he’s come to know about himself could have changed so drastically.

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

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arthurhwalker · 5 years ago

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Premium 2-in-1 Comparison

It’s finally happening. The world is getting 13-14 inch 2-in-1 convertibles, with premium graphics and display options. It’s kind of a big deal, considering the last one worth mentioning came out over three years ago. The Dell XPS 13 7390, HP Spectre x360 13t Touch, and Lenovo Yoga C940 14” are the three worthiest contenders I’ve seen.

Which one is best? Well, that depends.

Dell XPS 13 2-in-1, via Dell.com

Base Specifications

All three top out with a 10th Generation Intel Core i7-1065G7 processor, with Intel Iris Plus Graphics, 802.11AX (2 x 2) WiFi 6, Bluetooth 5.0, Windows Home or Pro, Microsoft precision trackpads, biometrics via fingerprint reader.

Dell’s model can have up to 32 GB 3733MHz Memory Onboard, while Lenovo and HP can have 16GB.

HP’s model can have up to 2 TB PCIe NVMe M.2 SSD, Lenovo and Dell advertise that they ship with 1 TB maximum, but Lenovo’s will also ship with 2 TB if you order a custom rig.

Lenovo’s model comes with a garaged stylus, as opposed to an optional full size stylus (Dell), or a full sized MPP stylus in the box (HP). Personally, I like a garaged stylus for two reasons. You always have a stylus with you, and (from my experience) the manufacturer tends to tune the pen input on the device when a stylus is part of the chassis.

Lenovo and HP have 60 Wh batteries, while Dell has a 51 Wh battery. All three boast some sort of rapid charge technology. Paired with their best display options, the Lenovo probably has the best battery life, sans adjustments for hardware tweaks and power management firmware.

HP’s model comes with LTE as an option, but there’s an issue with that I’ll talk about later.

IO & Ports

Dell’s model: 2x Thunderbolt 3 with power delivery and DisplayPort (4 lanes of PCI Express Gen 3), 3.5mm headphone/microphone combo jack, microSD card reader

HP’s model: 1 headphone/microphone combo, 1 USB 3.1 Gen 1 Type-A (HP Sleep and Charge), 2 USB 3.1 Gen 2 Type-C™ with Thunderbolt™ 3 (40 Gb/s signaling rate, Power Delivery 3.0, DisplayPort 1.4, HP Sleep and Charge), microSD card reader

Lenovo’s Model: Two USB 3.1 Type-C Gen 2 / Thunderbolt 3 (with function of Power Delivery, DisplayPort), one USB 3.1 Type-A Gen 2, 3.5mm (0.14inch)stereo audio / microphone combo jack

It kind of depends on what you need. Dell has Gen 3, Thunderbolt 3 ports, but that’s basically it, other than the microSD card reader. HP has the most IO, but the placement on the device is weird, with one port even coming off diagonally from a corner. Lenovo has all the IO, neat and tidy on the left side, but lacks a microSD card slot.

HP Spectre x360 13t Touch, via HP.com

Display Specs

Dell’s model has a 13.4-inch UHD+ (3840 x 2400), 16:10 ratio, WLED, Touch Display, HDR 400 Certified, 90% DCI P3 Color Gamut, 500 nits, 1500:1 contrast ratio, with a 0.65% anti-reflective coating.

HP’s model has a 13.3" diagonal 4K UWVA BrightView micro-edge AMOLED multitouch (3840 x 2160). Being AMOLED, I’m sure the color range and contrast ratio are amazing, but I can’t find the exact specifications.

Lenovo’s model has 14.0" (356mm) UHD (3840x2160), glossy display, LED backlight, IPS, HDR 400, 500 nits, 16:9 aspect ratio, 90% DCI-P3, DolbyVision.

I think HP would probably win this category, except that you can’t have the OLED and LTE in the same custom ordered rig. For whatever reason, you have to choose between those two features. LTE in a 2 in 1 would be epic, but not at the expense of a premium display option. Dell might have the best screen display option here, but I don’t know that the average person would be able to tell the difference between it and that of Lenovo’s model, they’re so close.

Aesthetics

Dell’s XPS 13 comes in Platinum Silver exterior, with either a black interior deck, or arctic white interior.

HP ships with Natural Silver, Nightfall Black, or Poseidon Blue.

Lenovo has an Iron Grey or Mica color.

The Dell has an unfinished look with blocky 360 degree hinges that look like they are from 2013. It just doesn’t feel or look that nice held in the hand. Normally I like white accents on laptops, but it somehow looks cheap on the Dell.

That said, bezels are tight, and I bet the design handles heat thrown by the rig relatively well. It might be that a skin or decal could greatly improve the look of Dell’s XPS 13.

The HP is a love it, or hate it, kind of look. It’s quirky “gem cut” aesthetic with high contrast between flat color and polished metals is going to appeal to you, or not. The branding on the laptop isn’t subtle, but it’s decent looking. They are nice, but definitely an acquired taste.

HP’s 2-in-1 looks very small, like they went all out to make it compact. That might be a bonus for some folks, or a pain if you like have a palm rest to type, bezels to lean on while you draw, and similar.

Lenovo’s C940 is one of the best looking laptops out there. The combined asymmetry between the top and bottom chassis, soft lines of the sound bar hinge, and understated branding is easy on the eyes. The Mica color is gorgeous, pictures on the website not remotely doing it justice.

Lenovo Yoga C940 14”, via Lenovo.com

Likely, by the dimensions, this will be the most comfortable to hold, use, and draw on. Lenovo didn’t try to make a 13.5″ laptop out of what should be a 14″ form factor. I like having somewhere for my palm, or the side of my hand to rest as I type or draw.

Even so, the Yoga C940 is much reduced from the size of my Thinkpad P40 Yoga I’d held up for comparison.

Sound / Audio

All three models probably have pretty comparable sound, each with their own marketing babble.

Dell’s 2-in-1 has Stereo speakers with Waves MaxxAudio Pro.

HP’s model has Bang & Olufsen, dual speakers, with HP Audio Boost.

Lenovo’s C940 has HD Audio, four speakers with Dolby Atmos certification.

Audio quality is a pretty subjective thing, but based on specifications, design, and placement, the Lenovo C940 is likely to have the best sound, in either laptop or tablet modes because speakers are built into a rotating soundbar hinge, coupled with dual front firing on the bottom of the chassis. The Dell is likely a close second, having 2 W x 2 for 4W total. Speaker placement is down, but along the sides.

Pen Stylus Technology

The Dell doesn’t come with a stylus, but is offered with an optional Dell Premium Active Pen with 4096 levels of pressure sensitivity, tilt functionality, and attaches magnetically to your device. This pen is advertised as being UPP working on either Wacom AES 1.0 and 2.0 or T-Trig MPP 1.51 devices. According to Windows Central, it has 240hz reporting rate. Pretty nice, but it is $100, and takes a AAAA battery.

HP’s Spectre x360 comes with an N-Trig Microsoft Pen Protocol non-tilt stylus in the box. For taking notes this is probably great, and will likely have good palm rejection. For digital artwork, look elsewhere.

Lenovo comes with a smaller garaged Lenovo Active Pen. Lenovo makes a Wacom AES 2.0 Lenovo Pen Pro, with tilt functionality that you can order separately, for $60 retail, and it is often on sale. It has an internal battery that can be charged with a USB-c cable. Nice!

Having a garaged stylus pen, and the option for a USB-c chargeable pen is pretty compelling if you rely on having a pen stylus, ready to go, at all times. For my use case, Lenovo wins this category, both for features, and value for the money. Still, that universal pen protocol stylus by Dell sounds interesting. What worries me is that pen input seems like an afterthought for the Dell, and Lenovo’s C940 comes with really nice custom pen drivers and software.

Accessories

Dell’s XPS 13 has a “premium” sleeve (it looks okay), pen stylus, and USB-c mobile adapter option right on the product page, all discounted if you bundle them in with your device. You can’t look at them from the product page, finding them once you’re already in configuring your order. With the discounts, the accessories are reasonably priced.

HP lets you bundle theft protection, an external DVD burner, tilt pen, and a plethora of dongles and adapters. Not sure what HP’s strategy is here.

Lenovo has a variety of software and accessories you can bundle with the Yoga C940, including a sweet premium sleeve for the Yoga line of 13 and 14 inch laptops. However, Lenovo makes you hunt through their website for the USB-c chargeable Lenovo Pen Pro, unless you add it from the product page from the top accessories tab.

It shouldn’t be difficult to accessories a premium laptop in the $2000 USD range. The website should have a streamlined process for marketing these things, and letting you select them during the configuration process. Dell comes the closest to doing this on the back end of setting up your order, Lenovo up front on the product page, and HP not really at all.

Price and Value

Dell’s XPS 13, maxed out, with Arctic White color (costs extra), (32 GB ram, 1 TB storage), dropped into my shopping cart at $2759.99 retail. 4 years or Premium Support Plus, is $560 (but sometimes discounted to the price of 3 years at $430). Accidental Damage Service for four years is $129 (currently discounted from $159). Extended Battery service, for years 2 and 3 of System Life, 2 years, is $89.

HP’s x360 Spectre, maxed out, Poseidon Blue (costs extra) (16 GB ram, 2 TB storage), with AMOLED display, no LTE, Tilt Pen Upgrade (as opposed to included non-tilt pen), costs $2009.99. 3 years of HP Warranty with Accidental Damage protection is $187.99 (as of writing this, discounted from $229.99).

Lenovo’s C940, maxed out (16 GB ram, 2 TB storage), Mica or Iron Grey, costs $2119.99 retail (but Lenovo always has sales). 4 Years of premium onsite warranty, with accidental damage protection, costs $268 additional monies.

Obviously, the winner here depends on your specific use case. The Dell seems really expensive, regardless, but if you absolutely need 32 GB ram, you will pay for the privilege. The Dell also has a smaller battery, making it less useful for on the go use. HP’s model has the better display tech, and amount of IO, for the money, but if you are a digital artist, this is pretty much a not an option with the pen stylus technology they use.

For digital artists, that do not need 32 GB of RAM, the Lenovo C940 is probably the best bang for your buck. It’s hundreds less, has a garaged stylus, more affordable service options, and sports a bigger battery.

Conclusion

For some 3D rendering, the Dell might make sense, but for any render that required 32 GB of RAM, even the top end processor for the XPS 13 will probably take all night and day to complete. For emulation, generally, 16 GB is plenty, but I’m sure some folks would argue otherwise. Dell Service better be premium, white gloves on for that price!

For taking notes, photo editing, and content consumption, the HP is probably the way to go, because the AMOLED display, with some decent headphones, will be awesome for that. HP has this priced to sell, and their warranty service and options are affordable. The substandard pen stylus input severely limits the more commercial and creative use cases, though.

For digital art, and design, the Lenovo C940 is going to be the way to go. The soundbar hinge makes this a nice device for content consumption, or playback of music at your D&D table. Obviously, that appeals to me. ;-D I think overall value, bang for buck, warranty and service options included, Lenovo probably wins. This is extra true if you wait for Lenovo to double up a coupon with a sale.

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