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writemekpop · 4 years ago

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Bad Boys Do It Better | Wong Yukhei (Lucas)

Pairing: Wong Yukhei (Lucas) x Reader

Summary: Your first date with Lucas is heating up... till he reveals a shocking secret...

Genre: Suggestive ;)

Word Count: 0.9k

Gif: @nctaezen

The first date was a test. And you, Y/n L/n, had just three simple requirements for the perfect man:

a) He opened the car door for you

b) He paid for the meal (this is London, not frickin' Amsterdam, babe)

c) You had sex on the first date

Okay, c) was a unique requirement. But you had to make sure that the D was worth cashing in on. At age 23, you'd already dated too many charmers who let down their pants to reveal… damp string cheese.

But tonight, your system was failing. Because Lucas Wong had failed every single requirement so far... and you couldn’t bring yourself to care.

How could you resist him? Everything about Lucas was bursting at the seams. His 6-foot height... his chocolatey, lickable muscles... and the literal bulge in his trousers, that was no joke.

After a meal at McDonalds (“I mean, come on, who wants to eat fancy food off tiny plates that leave you starving?” he said), you were in the bus, shivering in your glittery bodycon dress.

"What do you do, again?" you asked.

"I'm basically a police officer," Lucas replied, smirking. He put his arm over your shoulder and pulled you towards him.

“Sweet! You went to the academy and everything?” you said, heart racing at the firmness of his pecs.

"I keep law and order in the Harmony night club, ya know? It can get rough in there..."

Your heart dropped. "So you're a bouncer.”

Brilliant. Another deadbeat.

But, by the time you made it to the 28th floor of his block of flats, you were putty in his fingers. Not his job, not his manners, nothing could ruin Lucas in your eyes.

Only, as he dug for the keys in his baggy jeans, Lucas told you something that changed everything.

Something that should have sent you sprinting back down the stairs.

Something that should have popped you on the next flight to Antarctica.

Something that should have, at least, made you say, “What the fuckin’ hell?”

Eyes still fixed on his pocket, Lucas said:

"Oh, did I say I have a kid?"

Your mouth dropped open. You wanted a man who could take care of you, not a one-way-road to dirty nappies, debt and a dead-end future.

But, deep down, you knew that you weren’t going to run off. Because you were hopelessly smitten with Lucas Wong.

So you just forced a bright smile, and said, "No problem, babes!"

Anyway, you were soon way too distracted to worry about that.

Because Lucas spun you through the tiny flat into his bedroom, artfully slammed the door shut with his foot, lay you on the bed and, hovering over you, whispered, "At least you can call me... daddy."

Giggling like a teenager, you tried to slap his shoulder. It ended up as more of a tap - you could barely move under his weight.

The sheets rustled as Lucas leaned down to kiss your lips.

As you kissed, his heavy breaths warmed your face, and you felt his large hand slide down to grab your butt. When he did, you moaned - you actually moaned into the kiss. You were meant to be composed! Who was this girl who was already begging for Lucas's hand to slip under your dress and up your thigh?

You were still dizzy when you heard something: A tiny whimper.

Lucas jolted out of the bed like he had been electrocuted, and sprung to the corner where a tiny plastic cot held...his baby?

You rolled your eyes, feeling naked on the bed, abandoned without so much as a 'sorry'. Your desire for Lucas pulsed furiously between your thighs. Talk about a cock blocker...

Finally, you had the chance to eye the small room around you. The walls contained one faded Chinese calendar, a tiny, framed photo of Lucas and his baby, and about a million ripped out pages of Playboy depicting half-naked women. Talk about cheap!

In a moment, Lucas was back in your arms.

"Sorry," he said. You prepared to be angry, but soon he was placing wet, hungry kisses down the side of your neck and all was forgotten. You lay back and focussed the feeling of his hardness against your thigh and the irresistible urge to grind your hips against his....

Another whimper. Lucas sprang out of bed again, leaving you to angrily cross your arms.

"Sorry, I think she's hungry", Lucas said, pulling out a bottle and cradling the baby.

After ten minutes of waiting around on the bed, you couldn't take it anymore. "Ugh, maybe this ain't the time," you snapped, smoothing down your dress.

Lucas looked up, his wide brown eyes pleading with yours. "Wait, babe, don't go!"

And for the first time that day, you saw Lucas in a totally new light.

His gorgeous caramel face was almost touching the baby's. As he gently rocked it, you heard him whisper 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'. The baby giggled, spit running down its chin. Lucas cooed, and used the edge of his T-shirt to delicately wipe his kid's face clean.

Damn, you had no idea Lucas could be so... gentle. Your stomach twisted as you realised you hadn't even asked her name.

As if reading your thoughts, Lucas calmly said, "Lulu."

You chuckled. "Shame she's a girl, you probably wanted to name her Lucas Junior!"

Lucas chuckled, quietly, so as not to disturb the baby. She nestled into the crook of his huge arm, almost hidden. Your heart swelled at his consideration.

Lucas murmured, "Sorry about this. You can go if you want."

You shook your head, smiling. "You know, I think I might stay a while longer..."

You grinned, "Daddy."

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dejunectar · 2 years ago

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Sorry Would Go A Long Way | Lucas

[PART 4]

[read part 3]

«« genre »» breakup/betrayal

«« pairings »» lucas, jaemin x reader(y/n)

«« warnings »» shit ton of angst, arguing

«« summary »» the day following jaemin's homecoming party.

«« song/inspiration »» Sorry Would Go a Long Way by Tori Kelly

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Silence filled the air as you breathed and opened the door to your house. Once in, you gently put your keys and phone on the kitchen counter.

You could feel your heavy heart beat against your chest as you made your way up the stairs to your bedroom. Though the memories of last night were blissful, reality had become too big to hide from.

You passed pictures of you and Lucas, once in love and happy. It deeply saddened you. Regret ran through your body, but you didn't let it stop you from opening the bedroom door.

There Lucas lay, in the sheets you once slept with him in. He was sleeping peacefully with his hair tousled and his arms stretched across both sides of the bed. His lips were parted as he snored lightly.

"Lu," you spoke softly before gently running a hand down his back, "wake up."

In mere seconds, his eyelids peeled open, and a look of realization painted his face. "Baby? Oh my God—"

You quickly took a step back as he reached for you. Your eyes suddenly found the wooden panels beneath you more intriguing than the oncoming sufferable conversation.

"Y/N?"

"We need to break up, Yukhei."

Silence followed your words, and he sat up upon hearing them. "Y/N, listen, I know I messed up, and I shouldn't have kissed her! I was drunk, and I wasn't thinking and—"

"I slept with Jaemin." Your eyes looked up to his own finally. Heartbreak and hurt immediately clouded his eyes; you felt your heart start to crack.

"You... why?"

It was your turn to start fumbling for words. Your throat tightened up, tears welling in your eyes.

"I didn't even wanna go to the party! And I went to look for you, and you just had her all over you, and I couldn't!"

"So you go and sleep with your ex?! How is that even remotely close to the same thing!" You watched as Lucas' body tensed up with every word.

"It's not, Yukhei, it's not! That's why we need to break up," you hiccuped as tears began to spill, "You don't deserve to be cheated on after you've been so good to me!" You reached for his shaking fists, but he snatched them away, walking around the bed.

"How could you? Have the past 5 months meant nothing to you?" he nearly shouted.

In general, this question made you seriously contemplate it all. You stood quietly for too long, making Lucas scoff at your silence. "I should've known this would happen. Ten said to be careful about Jaemin being back in town. Fuck this," he spat out, grabbing his shirt and shoes off of the ground.

You began to sob quietly as you watched him pack a few items he had at your place.

"I'm so sorry, Luc—"

"Don't fucking say my name." He refused to look in your eyes as he shoved his shoes onto his feet.

Though your hands trembled, you walked to him and grabbed the bag out of his hands. He huffed, snatching away from you again.

"Y/N, let me go."

"No, I just need–!"

"I don't care what the fuck you need; get away from me!" he yelled, voice shaking.

You began to break down before him, still holding onto his clenched fists. "Please, I just- I need one last thing, please!" you cried, trying to look into his eyes. It was selfish. You'd broken his heart, and now you were asking for requests.

A tear finally escaped his eye as he gave in and looked down at you.

"I love you, Y/N. Why did you have to sleep with him? Was I not good enough?" he whimpered, dropping his bag.

You shook your head and pulled him closer to you, searching his eyes for an opening. "I was hurt, and I wanted you to hurt too. I'm so sorry, Xuxi. I thought it was all behind me because he wasn't here! And y'know, now he is, and I just don't know how to stop going back to him. It's not an excuse, and you're right to hate me for it, but please," you swallowed hard and cupped his face in your hands, "please don't think you aren't good enough. You're so good, and I just fuck things up. It's what I do. I'm so sorry."

He breathed heavily into your hand and nodded before taking your hand away from his face.

"I'm not the victim in this either. I still kissed her, and if this is the end then I need to be honest." His words made your heart sink.

"After you left the party, I took her upstairs and—"

You shook your head, "Lucas, you don't-”

"She sucked me off. I came on her, and I almost had sex with her. I almost did, and I really wanted to. She told me she could give me things you couldn't, and I almost jumped at the opportunity." His face turned hard, and his eyes were emotionless.

Why was he saying this? Why was he telling you these things?

"I'm sorry." He looked down at you again; the hurt returned to his eyes this time. "Do you see how meaningless your apology seems now?"

Finally, he picked up his bag and pushed past you to walk out of the bedroom. Tears streamed down your face rapidly as your chest caved in with heartbreak. You had no one to blame but yourself for how things turned out.

After hearing the front door slam shut, you broke out into an uncontrollable sob. You clawed at your chest as you cradled yourself on the cold wooden floor. What else could you do? You cheated on someone you could've had a great future with for a night of pleasure with Jaemin, someone you had an unhealthy pattern with for years. You made your own bed, and now you had to sleep in it.

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gonegurll · 3 years ago

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𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐌𝐄 — 𝐍𝐀 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍

They warned me. They warned me to stay away from you, Na Jaemin. The boy who’s family was crumbling around him, the boy who is shaking fist’s and trembling teeth. I knew that - I knew it all. Though, I also knew you didn’t mean to be so cruel you just are.

What horrified me the most from being trapped under your spell was the way you so easily could make me feel useless and just as easily I let you. You erased my self confidence, destroyed my self- happiness though, maybe it was all my fault.

You could break my soul, take my life from my hands, beat me, HURT ME, god- even kill me Na Jaemin and I know I would still run back to you. Because I love the way your eyes light up at the thought of being on the run, not knowing if tomorrow is guaranteed, and i loved how you would take me with you. You never forget me, I owe you.

They call you dangerous. A danger to society, to yourself, and to me. But, yet in some twisted way you are my safe.

— Na Jaemin is my safe haven. —

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jaeskitty · 3 years ago

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Knowing that Lucas won't be in NCT 2021 breaks my heart..

Can we get a miracle and have our giant baby back please? I miss him too much and it doesn't feel good anymore.

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4dtk · 3 years ago

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anon: “Hey, can I request a Lucas oneshot with 1+2 (handholding) and 24 (hugs) please? :)” always a sucker for height differences, enjoy <3

hand-holding, 1 & 2: tiny hands in big hands, calloused hands in soft hands

hugs, 24: hugging with height-difference

“do you think we’ll ever get to publicise our relationship?” you whisper up to lucas in his arms, there’s sadness in your tone, but it’s not all that pitiful when you get to keep your tall, tall boyfriend to yourself.

it was rare for you to catch a private moment with him, with the constant hangouts he did with winwin as a roommate and the recent promotions that has him coming home dead beat and tired.

“hm… maybe! would you wanna?” he grins down at you, pulling you closer with his larger arms and you almost swear your neck cracks at how much you’re craning it up to look at him, “sometimes i forget how short you are…”

there’s a thoughtful expression on his face, like he’s really considering the inches and feet that make up you. the you who basically is hidden in his arms when you’re smothered by his hugs and the you who has trouble wrapping your arms around his side when you’re spooning him.

your dear xuxi loves it, however, that he always needs to place a kiss, a peck, a poke onto your face, managing to work himself around your arms or his embrace.

“stop changing the subject!” you snort, smacking the small of his back that your hand is able to reach to. your wild card is brought out when the hand slips under his shirt, causing him to scream out at the cold temperature of your palms.

“aa! babe, your hands are freezing,” he whines, immediately removing your hand from behind him to hold it in his. xuxi exaggerates a shiver which makes the room fill up with laughter, erupting from your bellies that the only thing to ground you again is the soft squeeze from him.

“would you ever go for palm reading?” he asks out of the blue, the domestic moment amplified when you can hear ten and yangyang fighting over the calm cats outside (they say the cats mirror their owners, which wasn’t the case for louis and leon) or even xiaojun singing at the top of his lungs alone with the karaoke machine (it was a good buy but not at the sake of your hearing).

“what’s with the random subject changes?” you giggle, unwinding instantly when he traces a finger over the lines on your palm.

he shrugs, and the grin is shoots you is glowing. your heart visibly beats faster with a sharp intake of breath by how intensely he looks at you and like fondue your features slacken: jaw unclenched, shoulders dropped, knees buckling-

you were describing love more than relaxing, you realise. but that’s all you feel when you look at huang xuxi in all his six feet glory, large, calloused hands holding yours with such care that he does the same to his members, to bella and louis and leon and to his fans.

but most of all, huang xuxi is the softest when he’s with you. you can prove it that much when he finally closes the hands around you and your mouth drops just a little at how little left you can see of your hands.

and it drops even more when he brings them up to his lips to leave kisses on the skin that he’s able to access.

“let me hold you first, and then you can answer all my questions,” a chuckle is heard from you before it’s cut off by another warm cuddle from the other.

feet slotted into the spaces neatly, arms enveloping your person, but most importantly, your hearts tangled with each other as you enjoy the moment with the other.

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otptings · 4 years ago

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Puzzle Piece

♡Idol: Wong Yukhei

♡Requested: Yessss Hi, I ult Lucas and love your writing, could you write a story with praising kink? A little bit of fluff too, just very cute and sexy stuff! He’s treats y/n as a goddess! Thank you and keep going with your amazing stories!

♡Word Count: 3.1k+

♡Genre: Angst, Smut mixed with Fluff

♡Warning: gossip, insecurities, mentions of weight gain, semi public sex, marking, slight breeding kink, cream pie, fingering, overstimulation, multiple orgasms (2)

♡Synopsis: Stylists noonas aren't always correct, especially when it comes to Lucas' relationship.

♡A/n : this is the fourth way that I've written this one shot, sorry that it is so late I just couldn't figure out how I wanted to do it and kept messing around with various ideas. Those other ideas might make an appearance on my page later on. Thank you for requesting, I hope you enjoyed it and if you did please like, reblog, or donate to my Ko-Fi in my bio, thank you so much for reading

Dating an idol is always an adventure, and after two years you’d think that you’d be used to everything that comes along with it. Having your picture taken while out and about, dates being interrupted by random schedules, fans recognizing one or both of you despite your masks and precautions, even being stalked by crazy saesangs. But there are still some things that you don’t think you’ll ever get used to. Fans asking for a picture of you and Lucas together, the random fan edits that will get set to your dms about your relationship, or even some of the endless praise that fans give you.

Another thing you’ll never get used to is the random VIP tickets and backstage passes gifted to you courtesy of Lucas. Bypassing the normal concert security checkpoints and being led directly to your special front row seat where WayV’s security watches over you diligently. It always gives you an adrenaline rush being able to properly see Lucas in his element in person, not just over a monitor in a cozy backstage room to keep you safe. Along with Lucas being a gigantic flirt, constantly winking at you or making sure to look in your direction while singing specifically saucy lyrics. Backstage is a whole nother story.

Being allowed backstage at certain award shows always leaves you in awe. Seeing the workers rushing around and doing all of the little things that make the concert possible in the first place, seeing all of the idols along with the boys warming up and goofing around for their vlogs. It’s a sight that made you grateful that you were ever able to go to concerts. This was only made better because Lucas always made sure that you had a place backstage during award shows while he was preparing for his performances. Winking at you while he’s getting his makeup and hair done, flirting with you while putting on his mic pack and in-ears, pulling you into a quick kiss before he’s hoarded backstage, and you’re led either to your observation or the crowd. It’s one of the things you can never get used to, even now while walking towards your observation room, Taeyong waving at you while he walks past getting ready to watch the performance himself.

“I don’t know what Lucas sees in her.” Your steps faltered as you passed by the dressing room, hearing the voices of the stylist noonas. “She’s not even that pretty and is always draping herself all over Lucas.”

“It’s so embarrassing. She’s so annoying.” You unconsciously walked closer to the door, trying to hear more of the conversation, feeling slight embarrassment run through you.

“She’s only using him for his money and fame. Like what girlfriend always asks for free VIP tickets?”

“A golddigger.”

“Exactly. I just don't understand how sweet Lucas falls for it.” Peeking around the corner you saw the two stylists giggling from where they sat on the couch.

“I mean, I’m so much prettier than her. And I’m skinnier than her, Lucas should really be dating me.”

“Plus Lucas deserves someone good for him, good for his image. She’s only bringing it down.”

“Are you okay?” You jumped feeling someone grab your shoulder, accidentally hitting the door causing the two stylists to stand up abruptly. Turning around you saw that it was only WayV’s managers, surely coming to check on you since you’ve never made it to the room. When you glanced back the stylist noonas at least had the nerve to act embarrassed while cleaning up their supplies. Nodding your head you allowed him to lead you to the observation room, checking on you once more before leaving to go backstage.

You tried to watch the performance, focusing on Lucas as he rapped and danced but their words kept flowing through your head.

Were you always clinging on to him? Sure you held his hand a lot but that’s because he was actually the clingy one. What if he was only doing it because he thought that you wanted it? Always hugging you, and kissing you only because he felt obligated to do it? Were you just using him for money and fame? Sure having fans recognize the two of you and compliment your relationship was a fun side effect but that’s not the only reason you were in a relationship. All of the concert tickets were gifts, you never purposely asked for them. You also never declined them. You may not have been as skinny as female idols but that doesn’t mean that you're fat. Right? Lucas is the one always taking you out on dates or buying you dinner and constant snacks, what if you were gaining weight. What if you were getting fat?

Shaking your head you tried to forget all of the negative thoughts and focus on the concert, Lucas didn’t try so hard convincing your manager all those months ago to allow you to come to concerts just for you to not even pay attention. But they refused to leave, the negative thoughts swirling around your mind so aggressively that you hadn’t realized the performance was over until Lucas gently knocked on the door, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Babyyy.” Lucas’ face popped up in the opening, smiling happily at you despite the sweat dripping down his face. Weakly smiling at him you stood up reading to open your arms for him before the words of you being clingy echoed in your mind. “Did you like our performance?”

Nodding your head you gave him two thumbs up. If Lucas realized your awkwardness he didn’t let in on it, only opening the door fully and holding his hand out to you. “Are you hungry? I can find something for you to eat since we still have a couple more hours here.” Hastily shaking your head, you tried to make your smile bigger, hoping that it would distract Lucas from your strange behavior considering you never declined food.

“I’m fine Lucas, anyway don’t you need to get out of your performance clothes?” Lucas nodded his head before tossing his arm over your shoulder, leading you back towards the dressing room to put on the suit that he arrived in. Or so you thought.

Instead of taking you back to the dressing room the rest of WayV was occupying he led you into one of the single bathrooms, quickly pushing you inside and locking the door behind the both of you.

“Lucas? We don’t have time for a quickie. You need to change your clothes and meet up with the boys.” Lucas turned back around toward you, trying to resist the urge to place a kiss onto your pouty lips and get to the root of the problem.

“What’s wrong?” You opened your mouth to deny it but Lucas quickly cut you off, “Don’t tell me that it’s nothing because I know you better than that. You’re being really quiet, and not greeting me with a hug and kiss like you normally are.” Sighing you rubbed your hands up and down your arms, knowing that it was no use lying to Lucas.

“I feel like you could do better than me. Not someone who always takes your tickets and clings onto you. You'd be better off with another idol.” Staring at your feet you waited for the inevitable rejection that was to come, Lucas would realize all of the stylist noonas were correct and would leave you. Maybe he’d get with someone in Twice, they’re all gorgeous and skinny. Lucas’ hands cupped your cheeks, forcing you to look at him while fighting the urge to let out a laugh at your obscene statement.

“Do better? Why would I want to do better than the person who’s perfectly made for me?” The typical heat rising to your cheeks and urge to smile didn’t happen as usual, so focused on the negative words of the stylists. “What made you think like this? Actually, who made you think like this? The tickets to concerts are all gifts and I don’t even have to pay for them, I actually cling onto you more, and I like your affection anyway. It makes me feel special, and no one else is better for me than who. So once more, who could be better than my gorgeous baby in front of me?”

“The stylists.” You muttered, not wanting to ruin the sweet moment of Lucas always knowing the right things to say.

“Which stylists? They had no right to say any of that about you especially when it’s false.”

“Two of your stylists, the ones with the red and blonde hair.” Lucas nodded understandingly, a plan underway to make sure that they knew better than to speak about you like that.

“”Can I show you how much I love you?”

“Don’t you have to go back to the crowd soon?” Lucas only shrugged.

“I need to make sure you’re good first.” Timidly nodding your head a smile spread across Lucas’ face as he spun the two of you around and pressed you against the door. Lucas’ right hand cupped the back of your neck, keeping you in place while his lips pressed against your. His left hand slid underneath your dress, fingers toying with the lace that covered your thin panties, not wasting any time to get you aroused. You could feel the smirk on his lips when you nipped your bottom lip and sucked on it drawing out a loud moan from you. Lucas pulled away and you rolled your eyes, already knowing that teasing was going to follow.

“Can’t wait for everyone to hear all the pretty noises you make for me.”His lips reconnected with yours, this time easily parting allowing him access. Slipping his tongue into your mouth you moaned again at the taste of him, the sweet candy that he always eats before performances still coating his tongue. You’ve never been more grateful for the easy access that a dress gives you - besides when Lucas bent you over in one of the unoccupied dressing rooms during Resonance filming, a very awkward conversation ensued when Taeil accidentally walked past - when Lucas pulled your panties to the side and slid two fingers past your folds and leant down to your neck.

A fun fact that not many people don’t know is that Lucas is a great multi-tasker, and it shows in the way that his fingers skillfully worked over your clit as he sucked a bruise under your ear, much too high to be covered with the low neck of your dress. All you could do was run your fingers through his hair, biting back the whimper that wanted to come out of your throat. His fingers slipped past your folders, finally pushing in two fingers causing you to throw your head back against the door. Lucas could only lean back and admire you, the growing whimper that you were hiding finally bubbling past your lips, hickeys lining your neck showing off that you were only his.

“Do you really think I’d want anyone else? No one else is as sensitive as you, dripping all over my fingers.” Lucas’ voice paired with his fingers brushing over your g spot caused another loud moan to slip from your lips, if it wasn’t for the intense pleasure that Lucas was giving you, you might’ve had the nerve to be embarrassed over how wet you were. “You’re so perfect baby, just like this.”

“Please Xuxi.” You couldn’t help the desperation that bled into your voice, Lucas always knowing your body better than you did, knowing all of the little things that made you wet, and knowing the perfect way to use that knowledge to have you coming undone underneath of him. Even now as you looked at him, his stereotypical smirk on his face as he watched you beg him, a multiple of ‘please’ and ‘Xuxi’ leaving your mouth as his fingers continued to work on your g spot bringing your orgasm dangerously close.

“You can cum baby. But we’re still not done.” That’s all that you needed to hear before your orgasm hit you, a loud cry on your lips as his fingers continued to move, helping you ride out your orgasm until you were overstimulated and working towards another one.

“Xuxi.” Lucas couldn’t deny that he wanted to give you another orgasm on his fingers, especially as your thighs started to shake and your hands pulled his hair causing him to let out a groan, but as he felt his cock twitch he knew that he really just wanted to be inside of you. Plus, both of you did need to be out in the audience to hear the award results or else that would be just another scandal that he would have to deal with.

“What do you want, baby? Use your words, I’ll give you anything that you want.”

“Need you, please Xuxi, need you to fuck me.” Lucas cooed at you, loving just how needy you were.

“You know I can never say no to my baby girl.” You felt heat rush to your cheeks as his patronizing tone, but it soon left as he pulled his fingers from your cunt, placing them in his mouth and sucking your cum off of them. Letting out a loud exaggerated moan that caused you to weakly smack his arm.

“You’re annoying.” Lucas only smiled happily before pulling his pants, sighing from relief as his cock was finally free from the tight confine of his leather pants.

“You love it.” Gripping the back of your thighs Lucas lifted you up, causing you to squeal before wrapping your legs tightly around him. Leaning in and placing multiple pecks on your lip, a giggle leaving you as your arms slid around his neck.

“Maybe I do.” Lucas leaned back so that he could see you properly, your swollen lips parted slightly as you watched him, curious of his next move.

“You know that I love you. Right? It doesn’t matter what anyone else says about our relationship, you're perfect for me.” All of the attention from Lucas made you shy, a shocking feat after dating for two years, opting to place your head in the crook of his neck as you nodded. Lucas grabbed the base of his cock with one his free hands, lining it up with your entrance and bottoming out with one thrust. Your arms tightened around his neck and you couldn’t help the breathy moan that you let out at the feeling of his thick cock stretching your walls. Lucas was no better, squeezing your thighs tightly as he let out a low groan, the feeling of being properly inside of you with your warm walls tightening around him.

“Fuck, you’re always so tight.” Lucas slowly started to thrust inside you, a little awkward at first due to the angle but soon he had set a quick pace that had you pulling his hair harshly as his cock massaged your walls.

“You think anyone else could take me like this?” You let out a loud whine at his words, feeling the tile digging into your back from how hard he pressed you against it, his balls slapping against your ass with every brutal thrust. “No one else could take my cock as perfectly as you, fuck, no one else could even make me as hard as you.” Another loud moan as he changed the angle of his thrust, reaching deeper spots that were previously untouched by anyone else in your past, only proving his point of being made for him as his cock perfectly massaged over your a spot causing your eyes to roll back. “You’re made for my cock, and so pretty while taking it at all.” Lucas leaned back slightly, never stopping his brutal thrusts as one of his hands cupped your chin, sliding his thumb over your bottom lip, which you happily accepted and sucked on, swirling your tongue around causing Lucas to let out another loud groan.

“My pretty girl, I wouldn’t trade you for anything in the world.” Lucas’ sweet words greatly contrasted his brutal pace that had you steadily clenching around his cock, rapidly bringing you to your second orgasm at a pace that you couldn’t even warn him before it was washing you, you release coating his thighs as you let out a muffled moan around his thumb.

“Gorgeous.” Lucas took his thumb from your mouth, increasing his pace as you cried out from the overstimulation. “So close baby.” Lucas barely got his words out before he was twitching inside of you, loud groan leaving his mouth as his warm cum spurted into your tired cunt, leaking out as he continued to fuck it deeper into you, riding out both of your orgasms.

His hands slid from your thighs up to your waist, wrapping his arms around you tightly while nuzzling your neck. Both of you enjoying the comfortable silence, a moment of calm before you will be forced back out to deal with the chaos that comes with an award show. Lucas gently set you down on your shaky legs, trying to hide his laugh as you gripped the wall for support.

“This is your fucking fault. Now I’m going to walk around with cum in my panties.” Lucas only shrugged while pulling wiping your cum off of his cock, tossing away the napkin before pulling his pants up that were surprisingly not noticeably soiled.

“Nuh uh. I had to make sure my gorgeous girlfriend knew that I wanted no one else but her. Now you know there’s no one else that I would risk getting pregnant except for you.” Scoffing you tried to hit Lucas, only for him to catch your hand and pull you closer to him, his typical love sick look fading into something more serious.

“You are the only one that I want, you’re my other half, my missing puzzle piece. I don’t care what anyone else says, you are the only person for me. Okay?” Nodding your head you muttered a quiet okay, Lucas placed a quick kiss on your neck before turning you around. “And look just how pretty you are all marked up.” All embarrassment that was hidden while y’all where having sex showcased itself in that moment, your ears and cheeks heating up as you looked at yourself. Hickeys lined your neck, weirdly resembling an L in a way that you had no hopes of trying to cover it with anything more than a gigantic hood over your head. There was no way you could walk out of the bathroom like this.

“Now all the stylists know you’re mine.”

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missnctyukhei · 5 years ago

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Who will it be | fifteen

a/n: okay, I'm not a doctor or anything. I know nothing about diseases and so on^^

„What happened? Is everything alright?“ Yukhei came to the emergency room and met Rose there.

„Y/N woke up and suddenly there was blood, she had incredible pain and she called us." Meanwhile, Hwasa came to them and she stroked her forehead anxiously.

"We called the ambulance and went straight to the hospital."

"Why wasn’t Jaehyun with her?" Yukhei looks around but could not find him. Hwasa and Rose looked at each other in confusion, then Hwasa turns to him.

"Jaehyun left a few days ago. Y/N can not reach him and Mark just heard he's in Busan now.“

"What? Is that true? Y/N is alone all the time?" Yukhei sits down and claws his fingers in his temples.

„That would never have happened, if only I had been there. I wish I had never been so stupid. " He supports his forehead with his hands. Rose sat down and put an arm over his shoulders.

"Hey, we're all stupid sometimes. The important thing is that you're here now.“ Yukhei nods and looks a little calmer now.

Time passes and Rose, Hwasa and Yukhei patiently wait for the first diagnosis. In the meantime, Mark came along and brought everyone something to eat. After two hours, the doctor came out and everyone stormed towards him.

"Can you tell us something doctor?" Yukhei asked worriedly and looked at him wide-eyed.

"If you are not related to the patient, unfortunately I can not tell you anything. But you can already get in. Ms. Y/L/N has now woken up."

"She has been operated?" Rose held her hand in front of her face in shock and Mark took her in his arms. The doctor nodded and a nurse came to pick him up for another patient. The four looked at each other for a moment, but then they went carefully into the room where you were inside. You could hear a few monitors beeping, but otherwise everything was quiet. Hwasa sat down at the bed and you could not quite recognize her at the beginning.

„Jaehyun?" You ask the person in front of you. You were still under anesthetic and it was hard for you to see and move.

"No honey, it's Hwasa." She took your hand and ran her fingers over yours.

"Rest a while, we're here if you need us." When you hear her voice, your eyes close and you fall asleep with exhaustion.

When you wake up, you suddenly feel a strong pain and you did not know where it came from. Your breathing has become heavy and you panic around you.

"Sweetie, stay calm! I'll call a nurse." Rose pushed a button on your bed and it was not long before a nurse came in and gave you some painkillers.

"I'll tell the doctor they're awake now, he'll come soon." The nurse walked out of the room and you can feel how slowly the medicine worked.

"Hey, are you okay?" Yukhei came to the bed and you were surprised that he was here. But you were still confused and you are stroking uncertainly over your stomach.

"I don't know, I don’t remember what happened." You look at your ex-boyfriend and do not know if you should panic. Was everything okay with your child? When you feel a bandage on your stomach, you suddenly begin to cry. Yukhei immediately hugged you and tries to calm you down.

"Hey, it's going to be okay." He tries to calm you and strokes your back. Then suddenly the door opened and the doctor came in.

"Oh, very well, you are awake. Are you the father of the child?" He pointed to Yukhei, who looks at him wide-eyed.

"Maybe? There are two possible fathers." You try to explain that to the doctor, but it was a little embarrassing. But the doctor just nods and keeps looking at his iPad.

"Ms Y/L/N, we have been diagnosed that you have placental problems. There has been bleeding in the uterine wall, which we have stopped surgically. And now they are in a high-risk pregnancy, which sounds worse than it is, but from now on you have to stay calm. You should not work anymore, do not lift anything heavy and do not exercise anymore. If you are living alone, someone should always look for you as you will probably have circulatory problems. Please lie down and drink enough. " You nod and try to memorize the information somehow. The doctor went out of the room and you look around astonished. All were there. Hwasa, Rose, Mark, Yukhei, but Jaehyun was missing. And suddenly you could not help yourself and you start to cry loudly. You failed, as a mother and as a girlfriend. The pain that Jaehyun was away was too big. And then you have not even managed to create a healthy place for your baby boy. You feel like a failure in all levels…

SocialMedia!AU; Jaehyun!Au; Yukhei!Au;

Summary: You always thought that Yukhei will be your big love. But when he leaves you for another woman, a world collapses for you. You save yourself in Jaehyun's comforting arms, but soon the consequences will shown.

Pairing: Yukhei x Reader x Jaehyun

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3raaaachachacha · 3 years ago

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All members x female reader / 2.3k words / angst / fluff / suggestive

Warnings: mentions of abusive relationships, mentions of death, mentions of love making

Disclaimer: contains 18+ content; minors do not interact

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Qian Kun

You were completely and utterly in love with Kun, making you already imagine your future with him. He was everything you could ask for in a partner and someone you trusted to the fullest. Although, despite having such a strong connection with Kun, the idea of being so vulnerable in front of him made you concerned. You always struggled with your weight and constantly got bullied for it all throughout your school years, but you somehow always managed to prevail. Even though you knew that Kun loved you and in his eyes your were perfect, you couldn’t help but still feel scared of him seeing all your imperfections. From your dark stretch marks that adored your stomach and breasts, to the extra skin you had around your body, it suddenly made you feel scared that he’d possibly feel different about you if he saw you with no clothes on in a moment where intimacy was meant to be shared by loved ones.

When things would be getting heated for the first time, you’d pull away and express your concerns about having sex. Kun would be shocked when he heard all the negative things you’d be saying about yourself and how you looked down on yourself when he thought nothing but the opposite. Kun would remind you that there was no point in fixating on these unimportant flaws, that it was important to focus on the intimacy and to express and show your love for one another in more ways than just words. He would never force you to do anything you weren’t comfortable with, he just wanted to remind you not to be hard on yourself and to let him teach you how to love yourself as much as he loved and admired you. To let him touch you and be close to you, to make you feel good and wanted. He wanted you to feel loved in all ways possible, like you deserved.

Ten

You had always been fearful of getting close to another individual ever since your father passed away from a tragic car accident. You hadn’t had that father figure in your life for some time, making you a bit uncomfortable around men in general, especially when getting close to them. But then you met Ten and something inside of you just clicked with him so easily that it made getting close to him easy, almost making you forget about all your worries. That was until your relationship had taken a more serious turn into being intimate with one another, and everything came rushing back, prompting you to panic before anything more than a heated make out session could happen. Ten knew about your father and the terrible incident that happened when you were young, which is why it took so long to be intimate with one another since Ten knew time and patience was the key to helping you move forward.

He hated to see you cry from the past rushing back to you, but he would only hold you tight, letting you cry and whispering loving things about how strong you were and how it was okay to open yourself up to another male just because one left your life. You knew he was right and you were a bit embarrassed that you were getting so worked up over what happened years ago. It would take some time, but you promised you would overcome your fear of intimacy and that you wanted everything Ten wanted to give to you, including being intimate. That was all the reassurance Ten needed to help you through the journey you were about to embark on. You took it slow from heated make out sessions to introducing pleasuring one another to finally being fully intimate with the love of your life. It took some time, but in the end, it was worth overcoming it together.

Dong Sicheng

At this day and age, you really did believe that you were in a happy and steady relationship by now, emotionally and physically, although it was a little different for you. Despite being in a few relationships, you never felt comfortable enough to give your all. You were the kind of person to want to wait for the right time, till you met the one person you were ready to give your all too. Unfortunately for you, it took a lot longer than you imagined to, until you met your current boyfriend, Sicheng. It had been a few months of dating, but you hadn't gone any further than a few heated make outs, always pulling away to stop when his hands travelled downwards. Your excuse was always that you were on your period or you weren't prepared, when in fact, you felt like you were too inexperienced and that it would look bad on you. Some people found being inexperienced a huge turn off, your ex was one of them, but as cliche as it sounded, you were just waiting for the right person.

Thankfully for you, Sicheng was in the same shoes, although he has been sexually active before, he realized that he didn't want to share that intimacy with someone again without it genuinely meaning something to one another. When you explained to him why you were so shy and nervous about being intimate since you were scared on how he'd react, he felt a little lost and confused. He never would want you to feel forced to do anything or to take away someone's trust like that. Sicheng would be super understanding with you and let you take everything at your own pace as well as let you take the lead for when the time was right. Experienced or not, the only thing that mattered to Sicheng was that you were ready to take the next step and that you found the right person you were waiting for.

Huang XuXi

Things with Lucas were great, but for some reason you thought they were too great to be true. Almost as if someone was pranking you with your amazing relationship and hot boyfriend, who was infatuated with you. You were only average, so what lucky charm did you stumble upon to get this great life? You thought of things like this since you were terrified of losing yourself in a relationship after your last one where you completely changed your way of life and personality for the person you were dating, only to be broken up with not long after. After having sex with them for the first time, you became too immersed in the relationship, giving more and more of yourself each time they asked for something without realizing how you lost yourself long ago. That was the issue, you were afraid to give yourself to someone again, especially in intimate settings, in fear of losing yourself in them.

Whenever you would get close to having sex with one another, you would make up an excuse like your stomach hurt or you had to leave for work. It didn’t take long for Lucas to realize something was bugging you, and one day, he would ask you about it, needing to understand why you were hesitant to be intimate with him. It was hard for you to talk about your past, but you knew if you wanted a relationship with Lucas, you needed to be honest with him about your fears. After hearing about it, it would all make sense and he would be very understanding since it was a difficult time in your life. He wouldn’t push you or try and initiate too much until you were ready to try and it wouldn’t take long for you to be since you loved him and didn’t want to hold yourself back. He would make sure to keep you strong and always true to yourself, even while loving him, he never wanted you to not know who you were or let a relationship define you.

Dejun Xiaojun

It was still in the very early stages of your relationship with Xiaojun and the talks of having sex came up a few times, but you were notorious for changing the subject. In the past, you had sex a few times with your ex, but after everything he put you through, especially with how abusive and manipulative he was during sex, you never wanted to experience such traumatic events again. Just the idea of being intimate with someone made you feel all sorts of emotions that you wished you didn’t have to feel anymore. All you wanted to do was avoid your past thoughts, pretending to erase them like chalk on a chalkboard. It was a hard topic to bring up as well since you had so much emotional baggage, you weren’t sure if you should put that on Xiaojun or not. Before you could decide on what route to take, Xiaojun unconsciously decided for you when he asked to take your relationship to the new level.

Xiaojun would pull you aside one night when he felt as if the time was right and would ask you hesitantly why you keep pushing him aside when it came to being intimate. You’d be nervous at first to explain, but you knew deep down that Xiaojun wasn’t like your ex and that you shouldn’t compare him to others. He’d be shocked when you broke down and told him your story. It was the last thing he expected to hear and would feel slightly guilty for pushing you to tell. Xiaojun wouldn’t pry for me if you weren’t comfortable, he just wanted you to know that he would never hurt you like your ex did and that he would never force you into anything. He wanted you to take the relationship at your pace and voice your concerns to him instead of bottling things up. When the time was right and you were ready, he’d be waiting for you with open arms.

Wong Kunhang

The fear of abandonment continued to plague your mind ever since your sudden break up with your ex of five years. Deep down, you thought you were going to marry him one day, yet after he started a new job, you could tell something was different about his demeanor towards you and how distant he became so suddenly. You didn’t even have time to process it before he told you he was leaving you with no elaborate excuse or explanation for abruptly losing his feelings for you. With no explanation, there was no closure for you to rely on after the break up. That’s where your abandonment issues came about, making it more difficult for you to grow close to others, in fear that they would leave you, just as your ex did. You couldn’t grow close to someone just to lose them, not again. That was, until you saw your best friend in a different light. Hendrey had always been there for you, and you were happy to give him the chance to make you happy.

It was great having a boyfriend and best friend in one, but it was hard to explain to him why being intimate was so scary for you, even though he knew about your ex boyfriend. He knew that you were hesitant, but how could you explain that you were scared he would abandon you just like your ex did without sounding crazy? It wasn’t until one night you were in a passionate make out session, where you realize just how close to being intimate you were with him, and that freaked you out. Even after pulling away to try and steady your breathing, Hendrey would understand and would be patient with you, helping you calm down before asking you what you were thinking and how he could help you. Formulating your sentences would be difficult, but he would emphasize with them before coming up with solutions to the fear. It would help your nerves calm and make you trust him further since he wanted to help you so much, which was exactly what you needed.

Liu Yangyang

Relationship can be a big deal, especially in this day of age, but for you, it didn’t really cross your mind. You mainly spent your day working or studying, and putting all your effort into your studies to help you get further along for your future. You personally didn't feel the need to have someone by your side 24/7, especially when you believed that you wouldn't be able to spend all the time with them like normal couples. When you first met Yangyang, you felt a lot of feelings and emotions you hadn't felt before and that soon led to you confessing your feelings first and thankfully he felt the same. Yangyang never forced the idea of sex onto you and despite being in a relationship, the intimacy aspect of your relationship never really crossed your mind. You believed that being in a relationship didn’t always mean you had to be sexually active. Of course that was a fun part of it, but it didn’t determine your love for one another.

To your surprise, Yangyang actually agreed with you on this. Having sex didn’t determine that you loved one another anymore than if you weren’t sexually active. One day, Yangyang would pull you aside to hear your views on the topic and get a better understanding, considering it had been some time since you had begun dating. He’d express his love for you and never make you do something you didn’t want to. The two of you were big on focusing on your studies and if you had time, maybe being a little intimacy would be nice. Yangyang was more than respectful towards you and was thankful that you even offered him a way out if he wanted to be more sexually active, but like mentioned already, he was more willing to stay by your side and support one another, sex or not.

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vqntaeyong · 4 years ago

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if looks can kill i'll be gladly passing away tonight

imagine watching him while recording and jokes around

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xuxitheii · 3 years ago

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HELLO!! I AM BACK!! sorry for literally disappearing off of the face of earth, guys (´△｀) life's been hard and school is quite literally stomping on me and i haven't the motivation these past months to write, but! i did get it today and decided to finish this piece that i've started since months ago — so! i apologize once more, but i am back now; don't be afraid to scream at me if you see me disappear again!! NOW THEN, psst psst @kazewhara zuzu!! this is the fakebedo fic that i've promised you, i hope you all enjoy it!!

subject two

- “thank you, for giving me the chance to live.”

warm, it’s so warm. alive. i am alive.

i don’t understand.

it was a simple curiosity at first, a fleeting thought that passed his mind as he observed. nothing more than a question among millions that his brain created in the midst of his observation — after all, for his ultimate goal, he needs to take everything into consideration. it’ll go away eventually, he thought.

(it does not)

day by day, as months passed and his plan’s creases were eventually smoothed over, the simple question never left his ever thinking mind.

why?

why are you different?

the answer is simple, of course, he’s not as blind as others are — you’re the real one’s lover. that is obvious; with all the kisses and touches the two of you share, it’s very damn obvious.

but why?

why does the simple fact that you are the real one’s lover bothers him so much? this shouldn’t be a hard thing to take in, all he has to do with you is the same with everyone else in the real one’s life. all he needs to do is take over his position and live as him. and that simple plan reaches you too, your status wouldn’t change anything in the plan — nothing would be different.

and yet, as he watches, the feelings continue to grow; this uncomfortable hollow pressure inside his chest. he detests it. it’s‒ it’s annoying! and for hours, he spends his oh so precious time researching this, this phenomenon. why? why? why? answers, he needs answers. drowned in books, scrolls, parchments — everything, just for the answer. but it was right under his nose all along.

envy.

it was envy, wasn’t it?

isn’t that why he’s doing all of this in the first place? because he envies the successful one? because he wants to take away everything that belongs to him? that’s right. that is the answer. and so what is the solution to this problem, you may ask? simple, all he needs to do is take you away, no?

and so it started.

“ah, albedo! why are you still here? didn’t you say you’ll be getting some materials for another one of your research?”

lovely, he thought.

“ah, yes, i was about to, but i forgot that i left something behind,” smooth, natural, just like how he practiced.

you laughed, your eyes formed little crescent moons, he noted, “i told you to check twice didn’t i?” there was no malice in your voice, not even annoyance, but there was fondness — you weren’t being serious then, he concluded, and with a lilt to his voice he replied, “yes, i am terribly sorry. i will heed your advice next time.”

a shake of your head and in the next second, you’ve closed off the distance between the two of you. your hand cupping one of his cheeks with a gentle touch and your lips connected with his smooth cheek, “be careful next time, my love.”

he wasn’t able to comprehend the drums inside his chest when he left that day.

it was nice, and a smile formed on his lips as he made his way back to his domain.

and that was the start of many, many more moments with you — what started as small moments, fleeting minutes that wouldn’t be seen as suspicious, turns to hours; where he spends his day pretending and enjoying every seconds with you with nothing but you in his mind (he had made sure the real one wouldn’t be back for sometime, after all). but soon, he starts being bolder, more confident in his actions. now, he spends days with you; days where he’s wrapped inside the cocoon of your ever growing love, your warmth, you. he enjoys every single nano second of it. every kiss, every touch, every word shared between the two of you — he savors it, every single one of it.

(oh, it was such a brilliant idea to take the real one’s attention away with his creations, his precious creations).

he loves it.

oh, oh, he understands now.

it’s no longer because of his envy — no, no, no, it’s all because of you now.

he loves you.

and with all the moments he had spent with you, surely, you must love him too, right?

“who are you?!”

huh? what’s this? why are you pointing your sword at him?

what’s happening?

“tell me! who are you?!”

his mind is erratic, his thoughts racing all over without him even being able to understand them and yet he smiled, lovingly, gently, just like what he had done these past months, “what are you talking about, my light? i am albedo, your lover.”

your gentle face turned into a scowl — no, you’re not supposed to look at him like that, you’re supposed to look at him with those eyes filled with love and adoration. you, you’re not supposed to look at him with such, such hatred in your eyes. you love him, right? please, you love me, right?

“no, you’re not! you’re not albedo! you are not my albedo!”

and at once, he can feel his eyes dampening.

“but‒ but i am yours, my dear, i am yours!”

“stop lying to me! i know you are not the albedo that i know! who are you?!” there’s tears running down your cheeks — no, no, this is not supposed to happen. no, please, don’t cry, my love, please.

a step.

“stay there! don’t you get close to me!”

another one.

“did you not hear what i said?! stay back!”

he stood right in front of you and yet, your hands holding onto the sword trembles.

he swallowed a choked gulp, the tears in his eyes fell onto the crystalline snow, his hands shakes; not because of the cold, no, “please,” his hand, ungloved, looking just like your albedo’s hand, that caress you with love, cupped your cheeks — you can feel them shakes against your wet cheeks, “please, my love, don’t cry, please,”

red.

your vision clouded with red.

cold, it’s cold. it happened in the span of a second — your screams ringing inside his ears, the melting snow seeping into his clothes, his skin touching the snow, the weight on top of him,

and the sword inches away from his neck — his unmarked neck.

“why?!”

his throat constricted, his lungs begging him for air; he can’t breathe, he can’t breathe — i can’t breathe, i can’t breathe, no, please,

“why did you lie to me?! what have i done to you?!”

you’re screaming, again, he noted, your voice hitched — as if you can’t scream at him and yet, you soldiers on. he noticed the way you’re gripping the hilt of your sword tightly, as if it was your life line.

“why did you pretend to be him?!”

he can’t take it anymore; he break,

“because i wanted to be him!”

your tears fell, and it landed on his cheeks; mixing with his own that hadn’t stopped streaming down his eyes.

“because i love you!”

and the world stilled — the cold no longer pricking at his skin, the birds no longer chirping, the water no longer moving; there was just you and him, chests heaving, throats constricting, deep breathes and gasps, sobs and choked cries.

teeth gritted, eyes narrowing, tears ever flowing, he asked; with so much grieve, hope, pain, longing, “am i that hard to love?”

and the world resumed; with all of its harsh wind, freezing snow, rogue waves — and with that, your cries too.

he watches it all in slow motion; you raise your sword and descend it right towards him — his vision trained on your face all the while. he accepts it, he already knows — from the beginning, that you would despise him enough to kill him if you ever were to find out. he has been counting down the seconds, after all.

but you stopped — right before the tip of your sword could graze his eye, you stopped.

and you heaved, harsh inhales and exhales; your tears racing down your skin, dropping down to meet his own.

and you sobbed, weeped, cried right after you threw your sword away. in the snow, you’re crying in agonizing pain and your voice pierced through his fastly collapsing mind,

“leave!”

there’s a hollowness inside his chest.

“leave! i‒ i can’t kill you!”

ah,

“leave! don’t show your face in front of me ever again!”

he understands now.

you can’t kill him because of his appearance.

you can't kill him because he looks so similar to him.

“leave now!”

ah, he understands now.

what’s so special about you.

he finally understands.

“leave me!”

oh, it hurts,

it hurts so much,

it’s painful,

it hurts.

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