#v; my big fat greek pledging

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"are they like... pretty?" farrah twists and looks at herself in the mirror from every angle possible. it's three weeks post op, and she's itching to get out of the house again. she'd saved up since high school and finally committed to getting it done during the beginning of summer. that way she didn't have to take time off from school and she could bounce around in a bikini for two months straight. the only struggle was not seeing aaron all the while, farrah feeling a little too self conscious about being all wrapped up and swollen. facetime was nice, but it wasn't the same!

noel's been a good sister. tending to her and making sure she doesn't die from getting new boobs. she invited noori over for the big reveal, she, noel, and noori cooped up in her childhood bedroom as she scrutinizes herself.

"as long as you like them, that's all that matters," noel sighs and rolls his eyes before continuing to scroll through his phone. farrah does like them. they make her feel... complete. as shallow as that sounds. going from an a cup (on a good day) to a d cup is going to take some getting used to, but it feels more natural than she thought it would. she always saw herself like this. with this shape (feminine, soft). and now its a reality.

"ok, like, objectively. noori. what do you think?" farrah gestures to her bare torso. noori's opinion mattered! @rainyearning

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"i don't need to dismiss you to get some ass," he's quick to clarify. it's been more difficult to get laid lately, but it's not like he's struggling. as unapproachable and bitchy serghei can be, he's been less and less inclined to be so towards dae. the kid's... sort of like a little brother. not that he'd admit that out loud. though maybe he's muttered it to his mother once while drying the dishes.

with a grunt, he stands and stretches before pulling his lanyard out of his sweats. "you eat meat?" a burger (or three, realistically) sounded great. serghei starts to walk towards his car, parked haphazardly near the STEM building because farrah didn't want to walk across campus when it had just rained, and doesn't bother to turn around when he says "hurry up, i'm fuckin' hungry." farrah wouldn't be out of her environmental toxicology lab for another two hours. enough time for serghei to grab a bite with dae and pick something up for her, too.

realization hits, as it always does, a moment too late. as he watches serghei watch the other boy leave, daehyun realizes what he was there for, and what he interrupted, and he feels terrible. “shit, serghei, i didn’t know….you could have told me this was a bad time!” honestly, he’s not sure why he didn’t. dae wouldn’t have minded, and he would have felt a lot less guilty.

but then serghei speaks, and suddenly he’s too confused to feel guilty anymore. “uh….yes?” dae answers, shifting a bit and adjusting the strap of his gym bag across his chest. “i had breakfast but today’s my busy day so i haven’t been able to eat since.” he wants to ask why, wants to ask if serghei wants to get dinner with him, but is much more interested in finding out why sergei asked.

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"mm, what about him?" farrah shows aaron her phone as she pops another candy into her mouth. they're just... hanging out. without serghei. it's something they've done more and more of since her brother's been thoroughly preoccupied with noori. farrah's anything but mad about it. who wouldn't want to be sat on their bed with a hot guy, sharing space and random thoughts?

currently farrah's going through her new followers and asking aaron his opinion about guys that go to the same college as them. should she follow them back? block them? his insight was appreciated. "i think i've seen him in some of my, like, electives. super boring classes. he's probably boring, right? he looks boring..." @rainyearning

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"i don't know what i would have done if id been alone tonight." — jungsook to serghei.

"settled for subpar dick, probably," serghei replies without hesitation. he rolls out of bed to get jungsook a bottle of juice from his mini fridge. "or your own hand, i should say. i can't imagine you going around begging to get your back blow out." he holds the younger's jaw. "unless it's me, of course. you beg pretty well when we're in the midst of it." it's cute, actually. serghei bends down to press a possessive kiss to jungsook's lips. it's just on the right side of mean, with a little teeth and tongue. when he pulls away, he runs his thumb over jungsook's bottom lip. "rehydrate. i'm gonna go shower. if anyone knocks on the door just ignore them. they'll text me if it's important."

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a snort follows noori's statement. "clearly the sex." the sexual chemistry between them was undeniable. noori was the best serghei's ever had. besides that, though, noori is also the only person he's ever been with who's been able to keep up with him. noori enchants serghei and gives him hell all the way up. the blonde can't get enough. he's afraid he won't ever get enough. once he's wrung out the washcloth, he makes his way back to noori and grabs a bottle water (the overpriced kind, because noori deserves the best) from his mini fridge. serghei cracks open the bottle and hands it to his boyfriend. "i was gonna ask you," serghei begins as he gets to work gently wiping noori down of cum and sweat. they'll shower later, but serghei loves pampering him. he swallows before continuing. "what do you think about meeting my mom?" it's a big step that farrah's been bugging him about. mostly because their mom would would prod at farrah for gossip about her brother. serghei was a pro at changing the subject or dodging questions entirely. he didn't know that he and noori would be so... intertwined. serghei knows that he's going to marry noori if it kills him, so introducing him to his mom only made sense.

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“god, baby, i love you. you’re– fuck– you’re perfect,” serghei breathes with a grind of his hips. makeup sex was, by far, the best sex you could have, in serghei’s opinion. sex with noori in any context was mindblowing, but there’s something about their marathon sessions after a particularly nasty breakup that really hits the spot. they’ve locked themselves in serghei’s room for hours now. noori’s come three times, since serghei fully understands it was his fault for the breakup. the least he can do is milk noori dry.

with a final moan, serghei comes inside of his boyfriend and dips down for a long kiss. one hand moves to brush some hair from noori’s forehead. “i love you so much,” he murmurs into the other’s bitten lips. with that, he pulls out and goes to retrieve a damp towel from his bathroom. “so we’re together again, yeah?” he calls from the bathroom sink. obviously, but he likes to hear noori say it. 

Serghei had managed to fuck Noori through several positions for the past hours. He feels a bit disgusting, all sweaty, cum everywhere. But even more than that, Noori feels truly happy. They are back in their favorite position, Noori on his back, legs wrapped around Sergheis hips to keep him all close. His wavy, brown hair stuck to his forehead in sweaty strands, while he beams up at the other male. The kiss is easily returned and he sighed contently at how good he feels after they finally reunited. “I love you.” Noori, not being one for really voicing his feelings will do it whenever the situation calls for it, like now. And it was needed to let Serghei know that he indeed still loved him. “Yeah, we’re back together.” Of course Noori could also just get up and get cleaned in the bathroom, but his body feels sore, his legs are just a bit numb and he really doesn’t want to get up. “I missed you, you know. The whole us. Clearly the sex.” No one was fucking him as good as Serghei, which was one of the reasons that would always bring him back to the other male. But besides that, he really did love Serghei, in a way believed that he had found his soulmate. “Can you like, bring me some water too? I feel really thirsty.” Noori remains completely sprawled out in the sheets, brown eyes closed. Yes, this was how happiness felt like and of course he felt once more sorry for breaking up with the other. But it was... how he handled their fights, their differences, the yelling.

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" 's that guy with you?" serghei nods towards the second year trying to talk up his sister across the room. farrah looks annoyed at best, nose crinkling as she shoos him away. "because i'm gonna kick his ass twice as hard if he ditched you." leaning his side against the wall, serghei eyes the other up and down. yeah, he's hitting on him. no, he's not joking about throttling the other poor sap.

"i'm serghei. i don't think i've seen you around before. this your first party at the house?" delta alpha mu were known for two things: over achieving members and good alcohol. their parties were exclusive, to a point. you needed an invite. or at least a good word from a present brother. they didn't let in drunken party hoppers or freshmen who couldn't hold their liquor. serghei wonders if this gorgeous stranger was chaewol's friend. or kieran's. either way, he's going to give them hell for not inviting him sooner. @cherridream

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farrah rating her mood from 1 (not very biologically woman) to 10 (being the larger gamete producer)

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"you can't possibly be intimidated by them." it's stated in the same inflectionless tone fama always dons, but she is genuinely offering a form of help. don't let the resting maneater face fool you. "they're a bunch of economics majors with bad stroke game. come on," she gestures for them to follow her. sure, frat parties could be... tricky to maneuver, but crowds parted like the red sea when it came to fama. "what do you want to drink?" @notfrsale

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"I don't know. Just needed some air." Only half the truth. Parties like this were overwhelming for Kyubok, especially with his hearing devices.

sometimes chaewol forgets that not everyone thrives in social situations like bun does. chaewol has always been a people person. bun loved to float around and talk to as many people as he could, getting caught up in the stories of other people's lives and juicy drama. the recruitment chair had noticed that kyubok had slipped out of the house halfway through a gossip session with a circle of girls from buns environmental chemistry course. serghei is the one, between making out with noori, who nods towards the backdoor as explanation for where kyubok had gone.

he looks so handsome under the stars.

at the explanation, though, chaewol pouts and holds his hand out to stroke at his boyfriend's cheek. "i'm sorry," bun says sincerely. "i got caught up in my own stuff. hey! i know! how about we go fuck in my room? i got these cute little bunny ears in the mail today!"

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"Farrah, to me, you are the most beautiful girl, and even if Serghei may kill me, if he finds out, I think we should date. As in, you should be my girlfriend." - in which poor Aaron risks it all to date his rivals hot sister

it's... unexpected, to say the least. aaron must have been holding it in. they've been fooling around secretly for a few weeks now. it's mostly aaron coming over, watching movies and swapping spit. foreplay. talking about the incompetency of their athletic director over whatever homemade junk food they tossed together in the sorority house kitchen. they sat together in stats and doodled in each other's notebooks. played subtle footsy under the table. there was no official label and farrah didn't expect there to be, given their unique situation.

so when aaron blurts such sentimentality out in the middle of farrah getting on her knees for him, she blinks up at him a few times before it can register.

"oh my god--!" she's on her feet in seconds. farrah's got her cheer uniform on, with aaron expressing acute interest in wanting to get frisky while she wore it. of course she complied. hair tied back in a ponytail and adorned with a ribbon, she had every intention of getting her throat obliterated tonight. instead, she's getting an eruption of butterflies and glee.

"are you serious? you're joking. aaron pines, if you're, like, joking, i swear to god--" she pulls him in for a long, deep kiss. "that's, like, the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me ever." an excited squeal leaves her and she's bringing him in for a hug. "i wanna be your girlfriend! and you can be my boyfriend!" they'd still have to keep it a secret. she doesn't have the heart to say it. not now.

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"and then i told her that he's not her soulmate, he's just some guy and that she should hit him with her car--! and he overhears and makes me out to be the bad guy? when i'm right? so now the sigma epsilon's treasurer doesn't like me. which only makes me think that franchesca should hit him with her car twice as hard, so--" chaewol is speaking animatedly as usual, utilizing his arms and expressions to their fullest extent. bun realizes that his boyfriend is not listening. he taps at the other's shoulder rapidly before signing. "are you listening to me? i'll just sign the whole story again!" he gasps and is quite excited to be able to practice talking shit via sign language. @flwercrwn

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there's a reason why kieran isn't social chair. he much preferred being the secretary and designated creative director. he liked to paint and he liked to follow his brothers around and color code meeting notes. inviting people to events is not his forte! chaewol, the absolute menace, had shoved a hardcopy invitation (did they even use these anymore? kieran swore all of their invites were digital...) into the younger's hands and told him to invite the exact upperclassman that kieran had googoo eyes over. kieran hadn't realized his stupid crush had been so obvious, and yet...

"um, hi--" kieran begins quietly. approaching someone at the dining hall was so awkward! they were obviously eating, maybe doing last minute studying or waiting for friends to show up, and here comes delta alpha mu's nerdy little eboard baby... "i don't know if ye like this sorta thing, but the frat's havin' an event this thursday. 's beach volleyball. and there's gonna be a bonfire and all that. i--" he swallows and holds out the invitation. "yer invited. if ye wanna come. um, ye don't have to--" @midncghts

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Noori would snort softly. Yeah, he couldn't risk getting Serghei killed over some redwine, the man became too much of a part in his life. Disgusting, in a way, how he found himself so drawn to a person that he found it hard to not imagine them in his life. Especially one disgusting frat boy... but Serghei was dreamy. The dimples, the died hair.. that stunning body. And besides that, he was doing so good, despite being a frat boy he was.. good. Noori found himself looking at these guys with disgust, usually, not when it was Serghei, which was overly pathetic. "Yeah that is indeed a sad excuse for food. You missed the best part of that burger, I think. What is a burger without buns." Noori pointed out, lip twitching shortly while he kept them from moving into a disgusted grimace. "I saw someone replace the buns with big slices of onion.. isn't that bizarre?" With a hint of curiosity, Nooris head would tilt to the side when Serghei, for the first time, mentioned a sister. "Cheer and dance? I know some girls.." And maybe she was one of them? And just when he was about to ask for a name, Serghei distracted him with a more important issue. Noori himself. "I do deserve to be pampered, don't I?" He was grinning and after giving Serghei one more, long look all over his form, he did move closer. He deserved it. "You've been good, you know. getting me that nice dinner.." Catlike, he moved closer, wrapping his arms around the males neck while pressing their chest slowly together. "I start to think you really care about me." And then, Noori tiptoed, brushing their nose together shortly before he ended up kissing him slowly, eyes contently closed.

"can't have that now, can we?" serghei teases lowly, all but melting into noori. he's so easy in noori's hands. he knows it, but is too enamored to care. noori is different. beautiful in a way that's almost terrifying. sharp. high maintenance and worth every nitpick. hands move immediately to the shorter's hips, then further to cup at that glorious ass. kneading at the plumpness, serghei lets himself get lost in noori's lips. it's slow and lazy at first. inevitably, like in every aspect of his life, serghei wants more. gets greedy and slides his tongue to the roof of noori's mouth before hoisting him up to the counter so they can be impossibly closer, sliding between the other's thighs now that they're at the same height. one hand slides to grope at a thick thigh while the other cups noori's jaw. a nip is granted to noori's bottom lip before serghei pulls away just enough to speak. "want me to have my dessert first?" he thumbs over noori's bottom lip, plumped and red and oh so tempting from their kisses. "god, you're irresistible, baby," he murmurs and goes in for another brief kiss, lips lowering to press incessantly against noori's jaw, neck, and collarbone. "you have no idea what you do to me."

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The warm feeling in his stomach is something he tries to ignore while looking at the blond frat bro, standing in front of his door, bags filled with food. He could smell the brownie.. he recognized the paper bag from that amazing sushi place. Effort, that fuckboy put effort into all this, and damn that had his heart skip a beat. "No blanket stealing, I got you your own." Nooris hands intermediately go for the sushi bag, peeking inside with a content hum. "You got the good dipping sauce too.. you really aim to impress, hu?" Now that Serghei has one hand free, Nooris fingers wrap around his wrist to pull him inside. Maybe he was turned on by the fact that Serghei really tried. "Come in, big boy, the ice cream should be put in a freezer."

when he sees noori open the door, serghei smiles so wide dimples poke at his cheeks. "you look good," he comments easily and lets noori pull him inside. "only the best for you." and usually he's a sweet talker, but he means it. he does. it's second nature for him to kick off his shoes and move to noori's whims, putting the pint of ice cream in the freezer and unpacking the food.

"wanna keep this warmed in the oven?" the blonde asks over his shoulder, brownie in hand. he's already comfortable in noori's space. " and you want water or you want me to make you something to drink?"

technically serghei was supposed to be cutting, but doesn't want noori to eat alone, so his burger is two patties with no bun and half an order of sweet potato fries. no dessert for him tonight. except for noori, that is.

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[txt: greysweatpants1] of course in the most innocent way possible

[txt: greysweatpants1] i just don't want you to freeze

[txt: greysweatpants1] or steal my blanket

carefully, he plans his route so noori's food is just as he likes it. first, he picks up the sushi tacos (and a burger and fries for himself), then a pint of artisanal ice cream. noori isn't super fond of the ice cream that comes with the brownie sundae from the dessert bar they've visited before. and yeah, ordering an unassembled brownie sundae makes him feel like an idiot, but noori is worth it.

everything's still warm (or properly frozen) by the time he pulls up to noori's place.

[text; noori with the FAT ass] i'm here to steal your blanket.

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[txt: greysweatpants1] guess if the sushi taccos are really good you deserved a spot for the night

[txt: greysweatpants1] maybe I put an extra blanket on my bed

he's putting in the food orders before starting his car. the next two texts make serghei breathe out a laugh.

[text; noori with the FAT ass] how generous of you

[text; noori with the FAT ass] oh? in the most innocent way possible, right?