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readerg1rl · 1 year ago

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Your new roommate jungkook

my bff is a k-pop fan and asked me to make this 🥲👍 im doing this as best as i can cuz idk anything about k-pop or jungkook

Aaaand... there might be some typos, i did this in a hurry sooo... Yeah

Word count (only text): 4.5k

Fem!reader, friends to lovers, oral (both ways) sex p to v, hugs, lizzy kisses, kisses, degradation (only once)

18+ Minors don't interact

"FUCK YOU" you say to your roommate as you enter your shared dorm

The microwave explodes with her Bolognese spaghetti and meatballs and it is all across the room, the smell of burnt spaghetti and plastic is everywhere and you just can't take it

"You are always like this!" You shout since this is the last straw

"What do you mean?" She says almost innocently "it's not a big deal"

"Not a big deal?! The whole room smells like your damn spaghetti and burnt electronic!" You shout

"I know but-" she looks at the ground

"No buts! Im moving away to another dorm, good luck" you shout as you go to pack your stuff. You are extra mad, it looks like hot steam will come right out of your nose and ears based on how mad you are right now. You take a couple of deep breaths and try to think who will now be your roommate. Maybe you went overboard, it's not like she did that on purpose. But no, she does this all the time, maybe it's for the best.

After you pack your stuff you go out and say your final goodbyes, now comes the hard part. Finding a roommate.

You go through dozens and dozens of dorms but every dorm has ben filled, this leaves you with 2 options, go back in shame or ask your friend aka crush Jungkook.

He is tall and funny, he is a year older than you and has tattoos all over his left arm, it makes him look so cool. He likes to drink and to joke around, he smokes cigarettes and has THE sexiest wolf cut, he har multiple ear piercings and such a nice body-

"okay, the last option..." You say to yourself as you unsurely walk to his dorm.

As you get closer and closer adrenaline really sets in, why are you so scarred? Why are you sweating? Why do you walk so slow? Why did it end like this? Are all the questions you have been asking yourself, it's not like you two are going to do anything. You will just be sharing a room with him...

You knock on the door "WHAT AM I DOING" you scream in your head so nervous

He opens a door and he is wearing light grey pants and a black hoodie, a pair of headphones and a joystick. He must have played some videogames cuz he even has a popcorn on his hoodie

"oh, hey" he says taking off his headphones and puts them around his neck

"hi, I'll be quick. The microwave in my dorm room exploded so im looking for a place to stay and i was wondering..."

"you can stay at my place" jungkook replies while getting the popcorn off of his hoodie

"Really?!" Your eyes widen

"yeah, do you want me to say it in Spanish? Come in and make yourself at home" he chuckles to himself and welcomes you in

"thank you so much, i went all around campus, you were my last option"

"why the last one, do you not like me?" He makes a sad face trying to amuse you and make you feel more comfortable

You chuckle "no, no, i just-"

"it's fine, i don't care, im happy you found your solution" he smiles "i only have my bed so..."

"i can sleep on the couch, it's no problem"

"really" he says

"yeah, you are the one who lets me stay here in the first place" you smile reassuringly

"okay then. You can unpack your stuff and put it in that closet"

"okay" you head over to open it and find a half of it full of jungkook's clothes

"you can use the other half" he says approvingly

"o-okay" you nod. The closest is filled with his scent and all of his stuff is just out here, his hoodies, pants, shirts, jackets. There are drawers for underwear tho but still... the thoughts of seeing his underwear is exciting enough.

You put your stuff there and it looks tidy enough, you just can't imagine him seeing you sleep and eat and just be chill, it's too embarrassing, but still extremely exciting, i mean, what are the chances that you share the same dorm as your crush?

He gets out of his room "it looks like you already finished" he gives it a quick glance "you are really tidy" he chuckles "teach me how to be like you" he says in a joking tone

"what are you playing" you ask curiously

"some videogames" he tries to not make it a big deal

You smell some tobacco but you don't make a big deal out of it

"im going out, see ya later, roomie" he says with a chuckle and a wink

"see you later" you wave your hand at him, you are still in front of your shared closet... he wouldn't notice if you only gave a quick peak to his underwear drawer. You think as your heart beats faster, no, it doesn't feel right, but its so intimidating and, what is the worst that can happen...

"okay" you say to yourself, you open the drawer and give it a quick look "oh my-" he wears some big boxers, made of fine cotton with elastic on the top and bottom, just, perfect. You are just staring in his drawer amazed that you get to see this

He starts to enter the dorm and as soon as you hear it you close the drawer and stand up, you looked very suspicious

"i forgot my phone" he gives you a glance and a smirk as you just stand there nervously "I don't mind" he says as he goes out the door

What does it mean 'i don't mind' he doesn't mind what? Did he mean that he saw you or figured out what were you doing and told you as don't do it again, or that you can do it more? You have so many questions but you decide to definitely don't do that again and just sit on the couch and do something on your phone

About few hours later he returns and he brought a bag full of something. BEER? Is it really what you saw? It doesn't matter, he is enough responsible to do whatever he wants with his life, but why so many tho?

Few days pass and you got used to him and it seems like he got used to you, he is always trying to make you laugh and he always succeeds. The amount of beer didn't go down, not even by one can, you wonder why?

Its sunday

"Y/n, me and my friend are going to hang out, you can come with us, if you want to" he asks kindly

"i already have plans with my girls, but maybe some other time" you reply with a smile

"okay, well, see you" he waves and gets out

You wave back to him "now, what should i wear to go out with my girls?" You ask yourself, you find a really cute shorts black shorts and a cute white crop top to wear, just perfect for this hot weather.

You put it on and it looks perfect, the black shorts make your legs look just perfect, and the crop top really exaggerates your curves, perfect contrast combination.

You put your dorm key, phone and money in your pocket and head out to meet up with your girls.

The rendezvous with the girls goes well, you first went to a cafe, then to a shopping and then to eat. You return home and decide ta take a quick nap.

You wake up from the nap and see that your roommate aka jungkook iz still not here, you decide to just put some movie on the TV

He returns into your dorm, and looks over to see what are you doing "may i watch with you?" He asks politely

"yeah, sure" you reply turning your head to him but keeping your eyes to the movie

He chuckles at you "popcorn, beer?" He asks heding to the kitchen

"popcorn is fine, i don't really drink" you smile politely to which he frowns

"come on, i'll still get you one" he winks and purposely makes you blush hard

"i- i really don't drink" you reply nervously

"who do you think i bought all this beer for" he opens the fridge

"i- yourself?" You say akwardly

He comes over with few cans of cool beer and opens one for you "drink up baby girl"

“I- i really can’t, I shouldn’t” he puts the beer into your hand and nudges it towards your mouth

“come on, don’t be a coward” he says and takes a sip of his “see nothing happened now come on, y/n, y/n, y/n” he starts cheering for you to drink

“Okay… but just a sip” you say hesitantly while getting the can close to your face

“i knew that i liked you for a reason” he says with no hesitation and almost makes you spill the beer out of your mouth from shock

you swallow “what?”

“ oh i mean more than a friend… do you like me too?” he turns towards you and your body is acting on your own trying to take another sip and he just watches it go higher and higher, closer and closer to your mouth

“yeah, yeah…” you murmur looking away and finaly taking your second sip and blushing HARD

he puts a hand on your thigh and looks back to the movie “let’s watch it now”

“yeah” you are so tense, you don’t know what to do, you are giving his strong hand on your thigh small glances, you glance down every time he gently squeezes it or carefully caresses it. All of that gives you goosebumps and it kinda feels like a dream come true, but… what’s next, what is the next move?

after some time of thinking what should you do you alcohol hits in, have already drank the whole can and you could really go for another one so you put the empty one on the coffee table and open the second one as silent as you can but junkook doesn’t do anything just starts caressing your thigh more passionately as a sign of reassurance, and it works, your sips are more comfortable and it even slowly starts to get you drunk, drunk enough to be easy to control but still on your right mind

“You are so cute” he says cocky while looking at you right in the eyes with pure passion and a little playfulness in his voice

“you are cute too” you say trying to sound confident accepting his game

“do you think that i could get a kiss on the cheek?” He got really bold, but you are as bold as him

“of course baby” you tease him and cup his cheek, you make sure to give him a really good kiss on the cheek

“i wonder how would that kiss feel on my lips” he got almost too bold and not that you would do it if you weren’t drunk, it would just be psychically impossible, i mean, to kiss jungkook? No way

“you wanna find out, cutie” you wink, you are feeling bold and unstoppable, you also try to be a bit cocky and it does make a tent in his pants. You kiss him, it feels amazing.

you open your mouth a bit making a little of a gap between your teeth and he puts the palm of his right hand on the back of your head and left hand around your hips gently pulling you closer and making his way into your mouth. You try not to gasp and moan but the way he tastes you and savour all of your taste like its something that he will never taste again makes you moan and gasp anyways. He swallows all of your moans and gasps with his grunts, the wet sounds of your wet lips and tongues fill the room air with passion and desire, desire for something more.

the kiss finally breaks and he takes of his shirt “let’s have some fun” it seems like he got turned on by you and your amazing kiss, that’s a plus but it still makes you blush and feel bit awkward because… seeing him without a shirt, i mean, his muscles and abs and chest and biceps and his arms… it makes you go crazy in your head, he is built like a god, you imagine your hands flowing freely from his chest to his abs, to his chest again and his strong biceps as he gently moans or grunts and squirms udder your touch of a feather

“your turn” he says with a cocky grin, he seems really mischievous tonight. He watches carefully as you hesitate to take off your crop top off leaving you in your silky baby pink bra

“here you ho” you blush

“all of it” he demands playfully

“you really look desperate to see me bare” you try to act dominant “i mean, look at your eyes… full of desire like a dog staring at a treat” with that you take off your bra off and reveal your beautiful big and round breasts

“oh my-” he blushes at the sight, and with that all of his confidence leaves his body, time to show him who is the dominant one

"aren't you a cute one, don't be shy... i mean, you asked for it first, use your chance" you say as his fingers slowly but surely find their way to one of your breasts, his precise fingers gently travel to your nipple tracing circles around it, he then slowly cups your breast and squeezes it, it doesn't feel real, your crush, jungkook touching you and you know that he won't stop just here, when he does something he does it till the end and makes sure that he is fully satisfied.

"don't be shy" you say with a cocky grin and a big blush spreading across your cheeks and ears

He first lifts his head nod moving eyes from your cupped breast then his eyes slowly find way to your eyes, you made him blush so hard and he looks so cute

"i know but... i mean- yeah, you're right" he then takes a big breath and puts his other hand on your other breast trying to look more confident, he starts fondling slowly

"is this okay?" He asks trying to make this more comfortable for both of you

"It's fine but... you really shouldn't hold back when i tell you so" you say trying to get to him, you like being dominant but you also like the male to be dominant too. It is fun to rule him but it's even more fun to not know what comes next and just feel more, this should be fun, not stressful

"why are you scared, i won't bite, i won't tell..." you look a bit worried for him, you were once friends whit his now ex girlfriend and she said that he is never afraid to ask or do in bed, you just couldn't understand if you went wrong somewhere or if you went overboard

"i just never imagined that i would be with you" what does it mean with you?

"what do you mean?" You ask bit unsure

"i just had a huge crush on hou even before you moved into my dorm so... you being here with me is amazing and i am a bit scared of doing something wrong because im scared that you will not like me anymore" he confesses it all wich leaves you in shock

"i understand but... i won't look at you any differently i-... if i didn't wanna do this i wouldn't have taken off my shirt"

"yeah, alright" he gets confident, more confident than you imagined he would

You nod in reassurance and he then pauses the movie and scoops you up, he brings you bride style to his room and lays you down to his bed

He gets over you and starts fondling your breasts with more force and desire, he becomes more passionate with pinching your nipples with his middle finger and thumb, rolling them and flicking and pressing with his index finger, he does it like he want to squeeze those moans and gasps out of you

You try to hold them back and it kind of works but then he lowers his mouth to one of your sensitive nipples and gently starts to suck on it and it makes you squirm and moan, even making you gasp at some points

But like that wasn't enough, he starts nibbling on it and flicking it with his tongue making you moan and squirm, gripping his hair by the roots and holding it in place while wrapping your legs around his strong hips. Your head drops back in pleasure and your eyes roll to the back of your head, he seems to be really enjoying this because he doesn't miss a chance to make eye contact with you

Every Time you check up on him by lifting your head you find his eyes looking deep into yours while not letting your bud go out of his mouth

He finally stops teasing your bud with a mischievous grin that makes you blush harder than you already are and looks you in the eyes, slowly lifting himself once again and giving your breasts few firm squeezes, slapping one for the end

"good girl, you moaned loud and clear like a slut... I like that" he says without any shame in his voice

He goes closer to your face and goes over to your ear "do you wanna keep going baby girl" after that he starts gently nibbling on your earlobe, so this means when his ex told him that he doesn't hold back. Even though he was kind of harsh it may stimulated a bit of degradation kink and little bit of a praise kink

"mmm~ yes my love, of course" you reply with slight desire in your voice and desperation in your voice too

"Splendid" he chuckles and goes lower moving his head close to in-between of your thighs, slowly lifting one and then kissing it going higher and softly nibbling on your other inner thigh

"look how wet you are already" he groans while sliding his fingers over your drenched clothed folds, slowly teasing it with his fingers precisely going up and down and then up and down again tracing circles around your clothed clit looking really carefully at your reactions, listening to every moan and every gasp like a melody yet to be finished

he finally finishes and takes off your panties but not your skirt, he likes to tease you

he moves his head in between your thighs and starts working with his mouth, as the skirt covers his head completely you have to only imagine what is he looking under it as your head falls back and eyes roll to the back of your head as you moan loudly in pleasure

he first gently kisses your slides then kisses your clit then gently sucks on it, then kisses it again, he then traces circles around your clit and licks your pussy from bottom to top slurping all of your juices, he then continues licking and sucking for quite some time making sure that every movement pulls at leas a gasp from your drooling in pleasure mouth

your hips move up and down trying to press harder on his face in need of more friction, in need of more pleasure, soon enough he realizes that just the licks around your clit and licks over your wet folds aren't enough so he tries to insert his tongue as much as possible inside your dripping pussy to taste more of you and your beautiful juice and feel you clench around his tongue as you are nearing your first orgasm of the night

he gently puts his teeth around your swollen but and gently nibble it, flicking it with his tongue making you go crazy in pain and in pleasure

"I'm close, fuck" you moan loudly as you enter a phase of holding your orgasm in

"go all out on me princess" he groans as your words make him go harder and faster with his godly work of his mouth not holding back and not letting his tongue fail him

"no" you shout in a moan "stop first" you shout desperately in need for release, but you don't want to come all over you

"I wont leave your pussy alone till you cum" he grunts working even faster and more aggressively and finally making you cum as he swallows all of the magical potion that comes right out of your pussy with a wet slurp at the end

he slowly rises his head from your sensitive pussy and looks at you with a wide grin spreading across his wet face

"how did you like it princess" he asks with a cocky tone but you are just now starting to come down from your high and realize what you have done, and as soon as you realize it you hug him tight

"don't do that to me ever again" you say with a chuckle

"don't worry, you were amazing, and I must say" he licks his lips and wipes some sweat and cum off his face "your pussy tastes delicious"

you blush a lot and reply in a bit embarrassed tone "thanks" avoiding eye contact and staring down

"look..." he says scratching the back of his head "I made you feel good so I think that it's a time for little repay, don't you think?" he grins

"how should i do that" you ask almost expecting his answer

"blow me" he demands

"um... okay" you reply nervously "so... do you want me to do it while you stand or lay down?" you ask bit nervous

"while I stand, ok?" he slowly starts to get off his bed and takes off his pants standing only in his boxers "now..." he stands next to his bed and points right in front of him "on your knees" he demands as you get off the bed, then stand in front of him, then get on your knees

you take off his boxers as you see his huge dick spring right out of them with even a little pre-cum leaking out of it

you start giving him small kisses over his tip an his slit not knowing how to start, you lick the pre-cum off his tip and slowly start taking him in and out of your mouth

he locks his fingers on the back of your head holding you by your hair and gently rocking his hips back and forth for more depth

you try to get as much of him in your mouth as possible but he is just too big, so h takes matters into his own hands and starts holding your head in place while trying to put all of him in you, he gags you and puts him whole in your mouth and even chokes you for a few seconds but that doesn't seem like enough for him

"on the bed" he commands in so much neediness in his voice that makes you just obey as he takes off your skirt

he puts your legs over his shoulders and lines up against your entrance before quickly thrusting into you completely ignoring your waits and don'ts he is jus too much in need to care right now

he enters your pussy without any warning completely stretching you open and making you adjust to his big size, he goes fast and hard on you, pulling it all the way out and quickly slamming it all the way in as you clench around him every time he hits your g-spot

you cry in pleasure every time he rocks into you holding on to the bed sheets for your dear life but then he goes so fast, e gripped his sheets too and goes to fast to hold back

his needy grunts escaping his mouth every time he feels your pussy and inner walls clench around him make him go faster even more making you cry and drool in pleasure trying so hard not to pass out from over stimulation of his neediness he is inflicting on you

and without any warning with a final grunt and thrust his cum fills your pussy to the top, coating your burning inner walls white as you moan in a bliss as he does a few more thrusts to slowly get off his high

he slowly pulls out after a literal minute of keeping it in and watches you drip his fresh and warm cum on to his sheets and laying down motionless in a bliss

"oh shit- I'm sorry" he says bit worried by seeing you in this state "can you stand?" he asks and makes you try to get off the bed to get you to the shower but your legs are too weak and you just fall to the ground, struck by gravity

he quickly buts you back to bed apologizing, he puts a chair into his shower and scoops you up placing you don on the chair and washing you giving you many warm kisses on your cheeks and lips and forehead and nose

when he finishes up he just puts you into your pjs and makes you wait a bit on the sofa to clean up the mess in his room

"you can sleep with me in my bed" he says extending his arm to you which you take

you two end up cuddling in his bed, he is the big spoon and he is just hugging all of you as you are pressed against him and his strong chest and muscles

he pets your hair

'you are the most wonderful girl I know" he says sweetly with a warm tone "I love you"

" I love you too" you kiss him and he kisses you back and it starts off with him gently moaning against your lips and biting and nibbling on your juicy lower lip, then you nibble on his lower lip and realize that he left his mouth relaxed and bit opened so you try to insert your tongue into his mouth and start tasting him slowly, little by little

in a moment out of surprise he opens his eyes just a bit to see your face as you work your thing in his mouth, and he accepts it, he closes his eyes again and tries to work his way to your mouth and there you two are caught in the most breath taking kiss ever, you two express all your love over this exact kiss as the light moans and slurps of saliva and the feeling of pure passion fill the room

"I love you" he says as you two finally break the kiss somehow

"I love you too" you reply nuzzling your head into his chest hugging him tight as possible

he just pats your head as you two both slowly drive off to sleep

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halcyen · 1 year ago

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Sophie's kitchen is not as worked in as he's perhaps used to. Some counters are too clear, some drawers too light. Beyond the microwave she's currently watching whir around with his tea inside, and the gas hob alongside, she's lacking in accessories. She favours a kettle over a coffee maker, too, but a small pump bottle of Starbuck's Honey Ginger syrup sits against the kitchen backsplash.

She doesn't wait for the microwave to sing itself finished. Arthur's been hanging in her periphery since he'd entered the kitchen. It's thankfully larger than her bathroom, but would only just allow their two bodies to stand side by side. The window into the living room creates the illusion of more space. 8J was a corner space; which wouldn't have provided Arthur and Penny much in the way of further luxury, but did gift them a window for the kitchen. Sophie's is only lit now by the lamp above their heads.

That same glow washes Arthur's face. His warm olive complexion is almost a shock to see after one's gotten used to that white base he surely prefers. He doesn't quite shy from her attention the way she'd expect, however. It isn't just the clown's veneer that begets him more confidence than he used to have. His whole has changed. She thinks him taller than he used to be, but Arthur used to hang his head low between his shoulders when he walked. Now, even with the unsettled questioning of how he'd previously caught her against the wall and attempted watch how her heart behind her eyes, he's stalwart.

Sophie herself suffers a cage having locked in her chest. Wolf's eye might not look directly at her now, but they had. His stare has a way of venturing beneath her skin, even if it isn't on purpose. She worries for the same now that she places his tea in front of him on one of the many clear counters. She hopes the swallowing of allegorical sand isn't audible.

" There, " She says, quiet yet genial. A peak of one brow wryly helps her warn, " Don't waste my tea bag. "

She keeps space between them that she previously couldn't in that narrow hall. It isn't for the repulsion or utter discomfort she's sure he'll presume, but rather to save them both that weighty silence yet again. While not blind to the way his eyes seem to deepen in their verdant shade whenever he looks at her, really dares to look at her, she won't having him hiding from her, either. He's no imposter here. She let him in, shut the door behind him. Concern washes her features for the man who can't tell how far he should encroach... or perhaps how far he wants to.

" God, I feel like I ask you this a lot, " She laughs good-naturedly as she shelves her hip against the counter. Gigi could fit twice in the space between them, but Sophie's otherwise not as guarded as her stance. Her brow pleats, eyes ghosted in a gloss of worry. His profile's sharp, stern, and yet somehow sleek. Ere he thinks she's scrutinising the naked skin beneath his second face, she blinks, and continues, " But... are you gonna be okay? "

She'd witnessed him lost in the sloping plains of her face, spied how his eyes dropped the surprised part of her lips. He needn't be so close to study her. She isn't in the business of hiding.

" Does that place, " 8J, " Down the hall... doesn't it screw with your head? " Once again she swallows the dustbowl her mouth's become. She's beginning to regret having left the dregs of her tea on the coffee table, amidst the scattered school work she should otherwise be finishing. " You come here a lot, " It's mere observation with a benign tilt of her head. " The building, not my kitchen. It can't just be for the chance of my microwaved tea. " Her full lips turn back to a smile, but disquietude continues to pinch her brow.

The schoolwork on the tale thieves back her attention. Sophie gestures to it through the hole in the wall they're stood before. " I'm trying to become a financial advisor, you know? " The way she preens must endear him, or at least draw him further back into the room she isn't sure he's been entirely in with her for a time. " It's... endless school work, and a little like putting my brain in a blender sometimes, but, " A pinch of nigh-girlish pride purses her lips. " If it works? If I get there? It's gonna get us out. " That narrow hall, the closed door at the end to the bedroom she and her daughter must share lures her eye. " And it'll be worth it. "

Now she must reel herself back. Feet on the floor, eyes on the man in front of her. In earnest she reminds him. " You got out, Arthur. " The bend of her, drawn forward by an ostensible need to affirm her point to him so that he'll in some way ever believe it, narrows the space between them some. She's careful to watch those eyes, that tempestuous sea greens won't seek to impale her where she stands. As if she could stop them. " And you did that before 'Arthur Wayne' was ever a thing, right...? My point, " Sophie closes her eyes, ere she slips into an emboldened digression that only steers her further away. " Is that you did it. This isn't all you have to come back to. This isn't anything you have to come back to. "

The floorboards creak under Sophie’s slight weight, yet remain silent under his. Joker’d twisted the old silver knob and abandoned clearing the dregs of his face in favor of following Sophie. Some things will never change. He should’ve taken his shoes off at the door as he would anywhere else, but that’s too familiar…are they that familiar?

He drifts into the short hall that mirrors unit 8J's. Just about every apartment has a similar layout. He half-expects her to flinch upon being trailed. The old wood panels refuse to announce his presence even as he shifts from sole to sole and sidles closer to her in an eerie, albeit elegant sway. Couldn’t have been choreographed better.

Sallow light fixtures paint him every inch her old neighbor. It exaggerates every crease and deepens his olive skin tone. In all likelihood he’s as sick as he looks: mentally and physically, yet when he edges closer and supplicates with those big glossy green eyes Joker is almost youthful. His breathing is thready at best — her own heart suffers a palpitation from a puree of anxiety and allure whenever he gets too close. He doesn’t need to verbally refute for Sophie to feel his counterargument. Joker's shadow hugs her own without him needing to lay a hand on her.

Damp fingertips cage her wrist without actually making contact. He ghosts the tops of the few hand-beaded bracelets that were made by Gigi for her mother. He doesn’t defile them with a touch, rather, he frames her feet with his own and tilts his head to follow the path his fingers wander up her arm and halt at the elbow. His thumb strokes an imaginary circle, then ventures higher. A turn of the wrist would glide the back of his hand up her arm were he actually touching skin — or sleeve in Sophie’s case.

She flashes a nervous smile — giggles when her nerves boil over, then swings her attention from his gentle undulation to those eyes. They collect every drop of light and appear to fire it back at her. They’re mesmerizing, paralyzing. An arch curves her spine toward him as if he’d pulled a string in her core. Message received. He doesn’t further breach her invisible barrier, rather, he watches Sophie's face without blinking and lets his smile dismantle. Sophie gulps, leans to the left to locate his other hand that at the moment trembles at his side, then touches his upper arm and nudges her head to the left.

The same pale blue light fixture that illuminated his and Penny’s old kitchen hangs in a strip over the sink. A similar light fixture to that in Joker’s little foyer casts the rest of the kitchen in a vitreous glow. Its golden wash even appears to tint Sophie’s deep caramel skin. This building makes a wraith out of whoever crosses its threshold. Even Nix melted into a sobbing little girl upon entering his old unit.

Joker smells like smoke, amber, rainwater, and citrus among other less potent notes. Sophie has no choice but to breathe it in. That strange medley doesn’t wrinkle her nose or ring as unpleasant, though she again tries to point toward the kitchen and remind him, “Your tea’s iced at this point. Let me microwave it.”

She tries to break from the undertow those sea green eyes possess, but finds herself closing a hand around his arm and leaning close enough to catch the exhaust from his next smoky breath. Then she’s gone. He’d lowered his eyes to watch her mouth form a straight line and her throat’s knot jump as she pivoted and retrieved his mug. To no surprise, it’s largely untouched. She’s never seen him eat. It shows. Joker never fills his clothing out. Clothes wear him. If she remembers correctly, he never ate anything she’d seen him prepare for Evelyn Rose either. And he doesn’t speak.

He watches with feline intrigue in the dark as she moves from the living room to the kitchen. It requires passing him in the foyer again. Sophie pauses, tugs one side of her mouth back, and again tries to signal for him to follow her into the kitchen…into the light. Joker hangs in shadow. Almost as if he knows he doesn’t belong here and can’t bring himself to be a blight on her home. The same one he’d entered without her knowing and waited for her in.

“You coming…?” she chums the water in front of the vintage microwave that probably fires asbestos into everything it ‘heats.’ The hanging stained glass fixture defines her afro’s coils that she wears up. She shifts her weight and lays a hand on the nearest laminate countertop to lean against it and stare at him. Joker swallows hard enough to cough and bites the inside of his cheek so hard that he tastes a coppery rush. He then nods, eyes averted, and enters the kitchen.

#jokethur #she's like dude when i'm tryin to flee why do i always bump into you coming BACK

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