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buckyownsmylife · 3 years

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Follow you - Chris Evans smut

The one where Chris becomes your roomate and finds out he has a domesticity kink... and more

Warnings: Smut, breeding kink, domesticity kink, friends to lovers, rommates au, pandemic mention, hair-pulling kink, daddy kink, cockwarming, kind of allusion to an age gap, but can be read as reader being into teasing chris

Word count: 4.1k

A/N: Thanks to @mollygetssherlockcoffee for reading this over and helping me make it better! You’re the sweetest person ever! this is for my own birthday celebration challenge! Like I explained here, I’m going to try to fill every single AU I listed with the characters I picked for the challenge, and since the deadline if May 27, these fics will be posted randomly, as I finish them. Hope you guys like it!

Chris’ P.O.V.

“C’mon, sweetheart,” I’d been trying to convince her to close her laptop for the last two hours, unfortunately without any luck. She just glanced at me before returning to her document, and I groaned as I left the living room in search of what I knew we needed.

“Close the laptop and I’ll give you a sip.” This time when she looked up, she found me holding a bottle of my most expensive whiskey, the one she’d been dying to try ever since she first got invited to my place.

It was a tense moment of evaluation while she took in my offer and her workload, her head turning from her computer to me and then back to the device again, and I found himself growing anxious because of how desperately I wanted her company that night.

“Please?” I tried to convince her, even going so far as to pout - which at least earned me a giggle. I considered it a win, especially with the way it made my chest warm up. “C’mon, we deserve it! After the week we had?”

She frowned when she thought back on the stresses we had confided in each other for the last couple of days, and I watched with glee when she slowly closed her laptop, prompting me to wave my arms around in victory. “We?” She teased, getting up to stand before me with her arms crossed in front of her body, making me laugh.

“Alright, so maybe just you.” I couldn’t really deny that my work “problems” paled in comparison to hers. “Listen, I’m only trying to help.” She narrowed her eyes at me, reaching out for the bottle and unscrewing it before taking the sip I’d promised.

“Shit, this really is good.” A smug smile took over my face as I wrapped my arms around her, walking us back to the couch before making us fall over it.

“Only the best for you, babe.” I watched her roll her eyes at the pet name, snickering at how it affected her. I knew it made her giddy and she hated it, it’s why I insisted on doing it - or so I told myself.

Something deep inside of me whispered differently, though. I tried to ignore it. She was my best friend and we were going to be living together for the foreseeable future. No one knew when this pandemic would let up.

And lord knows that nothing positive had ever come out of my investments in romantic relationships. So every rational thought in my mind was begging me not to overcomplicate this. I couldn’t stand to lose her friendship, anyway. That’s why I had invited her to spend lockdown with me - my need to know she was okay, and be able to have her around whenever I needed to vent.

She was the only one outside my family who got my anxiety well enough to help me work through it when I was feeling bad, and she had even been able to prevent me from having panic attacks more than once.

I just couldn’t imagine going through this with anyone other than her. I simply hadn’t anticipated how fucking horny this period of forced sexual privation would make me, and I never expected her to become a willing victim to my needs.

But boy, once the liquor hit and she ended up over my lap, shivering as she rode my thigh without a care in the world, was I glad that she did.

“Is this what you like?” I asked, looking up at her with my mouth hanging open, unbelieving of how fucking sexy she looked as she used my body for her pleasure. I didn’t even care that my cock was straining against my jeans, begging me to move her on top of it. As long as I could keep enjoying the show, being a part of it, I was satisfied.

“I wanna learn it,” I pressed, moving my hands to hold her ass, squeezing it the way I’d always wanted to do but never allowed myself to dream about. “I wanna learn how to please you.” She made me feel something I hadn’t felt before, in any of my past relationships. There was attraction, of course, but there was also this deep, familiar feeling that made me feel at home. It made me feel safe, and with the help of alcohol, I was desperate to explore it.

“Ugh,” she groaned, letting her head fall back, drawing my attention to her breasts, the way they bounced in front of my eyes, unfortunately still covered. My mouth watered at the sight of it, wanting nothing much than to strip her bare and wrap my lips around one of her nipples.

“Don’t say stuff like that, Evans.” The comment threw me off, making me frown as I took a hold of the hair on the back of her head and yanked her to me, devouring her lips. They were soft - so much softer than I’d ever allowed myself to imagine.

“Why not?” I panted against her mouth once I was forced to separate from her taste of whiskey to search for some oxygen. She kept moving, her eyes hazy and glossed over, and it sent a pang of lust straight down my body when I realized it wasn’t completely due to the drinks we shared. There was also desire in there.

“You want to learn?” She asked, hands bunching up my shirt as she used her hold to grind against me faster. “Then fuck me, Chris.” She molded her body to mine, engulfing my lips once more as I laid her down on the couch, excited to have her underneath me - excited to see her naked body, explore it, get to know every little thing that made her tick.

I knew it would be a moment I’d forever remember, regardless of the amount of bourbon in my blood. I just never expected it to become something I was so eager to relive over and over and over again.

It was supposed to be a one time thing. When I woke up in the morning, I was ready to go back to being roommates. We were good at that. She was a morning person, by the time I woke up every morning, she already had breakfast ready for me, and then we’d go out to the backyard to let Dodger out together.

We’d sit and talk and then I’d go for a run - she’d have done her yoga already, while I was still asleep - I’d answer some e-mails, she’d work on her laptop by my side and the silence was just as comfortable as all of our late night conversations.

She’d sneak out to the kitchen and come back with a few sandwiches for our lunch, and then the rest of the day would go by with us doing whatever mundane task we had in mind, together even if we were doing separate things, and I didn’t feel suffocated.

I didn’t even run out of things to say. By the time dinner rolled around and I followed her back to the kitchen, cleaning up the dishes while she fixed us dinner - I wasn’t allowed to cook in my own stove, mostly because she was terrified of my food but hid it under the excuse of that one time when I started a fire - then we’d eat together, watch a movie together, talk until we fell asleep - always together.

I was shocked. It’d never been this way in any of my previous relationships. In fact, I was certain it was the reason why they had never worked. I’d given up on any realistic expectation of settling down precisely because of this: I just never expected to find anyone with whom a day-to-day life wouldn’t eventually grow boring.

It’d been three months and I still loved to wake up to her coffee. We still fell asleep every night side by side, too tired to move into different beds because we had laughed our asses off after skyping Scott.

And now that sex came into play in our relationship? I just knew there was no way I’d ever go back to being nothing but friends - or living in a place where she wasn’t the first person I saw when I woke up.

It sucked that it took a pandemic and a night of alcohol to make me realize that, but damn, was I grateful that I decided to open a bottle of whiskey that evening.

I kept waiting for the catch, the moment it would all go to shit, but it never came. Our lives resumed to how they used to be, only now I had this ongoing inner battle to not just bend her over the nearest piece of furniture when we were busy, and the ability to do exactly that whenever there was nothing else to do.

And for a while it was bliss. There wasn’t a nagging voice inside my head questioning this arrangement because it was theoretically perfect. I had a best friend, a roommate and a fuck buddy, all wrapped into one single person that I adored.

Life couldn’t possibly get better - until I realized that I wanted more. Talks of lockdown being over started and she had plans of going back to her place, of course, but I couldn’t stand the thought of being away from her.

I wanted to see my family too, but I wanted to take her with me. Introduce her to my mom, see her get along with my sisters. Witness how she’d be with my nephews and nieces - I knew how much she loved kids. And that’s when it hit me.

I’d given my heart to her. Somewhere between the morning coffees and afternoon runs, the nights where I’d rant about all of my silly problems and she actually listened to them - really listened, never making me feel bad about what could only be described as rich people problems.

All the innocent little gestures, and the not so innocent ones - when I discovered she was exactly the nasty slut I’d always dreamed of, the way she would randomly drop to her knees and suck me off, even while I was on the phone. Most times she didn’t even let me repay the favor. She just genuinely liked to blow me.

She also liked to play with me randomly, like when we were watching a movie and she mindlessly reached for my crotch, rubbing me until I got hard. It almost always ended in sex, and I just loved it.

I loved it, and I loved her, and the idea of her ever sharing this idyllic lifestyle with anyone else made me irrationally jealous.

And that’s how I knew it. I didn’t want to mess it up. But how could I not fuck this up?

Xxx

“Chris…” Her sweet voice called out to me, reaching my ears while I was hiding in my office, trying to get my thoughts in order so I wouldn’t just randomly blurt out what I was feeling for my best friend to my best friend.

To her credit, she didn’t try to force me to keep her company - but that only made me fall even deeper for her, leaving me a complete and utter mess while she went about her day as if nothing was wrong in the world.

“Yes?” I looked up to see her by the threshold, clearly reticent about invading my privacy. It made me smile, thinking back on all of the times my exes hadn’t been as understanding, even after I let them clearly know what I was needing.

“I made cupcakes, do you want me to bring you one?” The thought of her in the kitchen, baking a sweet treat just for me had my cock twitching in my pants. Biting my lips, I pushed away from my desk to finally get up and stretch my legs, taking advantage of the monitor to hide my hard-on.

“No, I’ll come eat them downstairs with you.” She smiled before leaving, and I soon trailed after her, walking into the kitchen to find the most delicious-looking little treats, just waiting to be devoured.

Much like her, I supposed.

I was reaching for one of them, already licking my lips in anticipation when something caught my eye, prompting me to raise my gaze and look at her again, but really look at her this time.

She was wearing an apron.

There was nothing inherently sexual about the damn thing, but the way she looked with it, going about her business in my kitchen like she owned the place… It just felt right, seeing her there.

And suddenly I couldn’t hold back anymore.

“Y/N…” I started, leaving the cupcake back on the counter and brushing off the crumbs as I circled the kitchen island to go stand in front of her. She hummed before turning to meet me, smiling slightly to signal that she was listening to what I had to say.

But I didn’t know how to say it. So we just stood there, staring at each other until eventually her smile became a frown. “Chris, what’s going on?” I still couldn’t speak. Much to my absolute surprise though, she just sighed, wiping her hands on the apron while shaking her head, a knowing smile on her face.

“You’re stressed, aren’t you? You’ve been working so much, that’s why I thought the cupcakes would be a good idea,” she explained nodding towards the tray where her sweet treats laid. “They’re a reward and a break all wrapped in one delicious cake.”

The comment was like a punch to the stomach - or a scalding wave of desire rushing through my body, straight to my groin. The idea of her thinking about my needs and catering (quite literally) to them just did something to me, and I didn’t know how to explain it - I don’t think I understood it myself.

“But since they didn’t work…” she continued, blissfully unaware of the conundrum she had put me into. “I know something else that will definitely work.” And just like that, the woman dropped to her knees in front of me, reaching for my sweatpants before I could find a way to close the mouth that was hanging open.

“I guess I’ll grab a sweet treat for myself.” She looked so devious, small hand encircling my already pathetically engorged member, that all I could do was whisper an, “Oh, shit,” when she immediately wrapped her lips around it, starting to suck me off without any preamble.

My fingers were white as I held onto the counter behind me to keep myself up. She looked so good, staring up at me with her lips wrapped around my dick, I felt like I was about to blow already.

Why did she have to be such a fucking tease?

“Oh, God,” I moaned when she managed to engulf the entirety of my member inside her throat, the choking noises getting to my head. My hand instinctively laced with her hair, first to hold her lips close to my navel, then to pry her completely off of my member.

“What’s wrong?” She questioned once she was able to speak, surprise written all over her features while I was still staring down at her slightly teary face and trying to find my voice.

“I-I have a problem.” There. I said it. I had finally made some progress in my goal to let her know what was going through my head. Only instead of curiosity, what I got was a confused expression from the woman still holding my dick, her eyes darting from my own to the member throbbing between her fingers.

“No, you don’t!” It would have been funny if I wasn’t so fucking frustrated. Yanking her by the hair, I complained, “Not that kind of problem!” pulling her to the living room so I could throw her on the couch, trying to ignore her moans of pleasure in the process.

I’d figured out pretty early on that she had a pretty serious hair-pulling kink, and if my plans of sitting down and having a level-headed conversation were ever in motion, they surely went out of the window the second she pulled my body down to cover hers and adjusted my cock so it would easily fill her.

“Son of a…” I groaned, letting my head fall down against her chest as the little vixen gleefully giggled underneath me, legs wrapped around my torso as she tried to thrust up and tempt me to move.

“Just wait a second,” I managed to reason, but she just shook her head.

“Fuck away your problem, Chris. Use me. I want you to.” Motherfucker. I really couldn’t catch a break with her. Just as she started to make me move again, my hand instinctively wrapped around her neck, lightly squeezing it just enough to get her to shut up.

“I wanna start a family with you,” I finally spilled, looking deep into her eyes as I tried to ignore that I was still balls deep inside of her. Her eyes widened, and now her mouth was the one hanging open.

I couldn’t really relish in it because she looked absolutely delicious and she felt stupidly heavenly to my throbbing dick.

A few seconds went by without as much of a reaction from her and I was about to pull out - despite still being achingly hard - but her legs held me tighter, stopping my plans of leaving her tight haven.

“You know…” She started to speak, a little out of breath, catching my attention as I finally gathered the courage to look her in the eye again. “When I first met you, I thought you were the epitome of a fuckboy.”

The unexpected sentence had me snorting, and then I just couldn’t stop laughing. Finally pulling away from her, she fixed her hair when she sat up and I did the same, shaking my head slightly as I rubbed my eyes.

Our own relative nakedness - well… mine, she was wearing her usual dress with no underwear under the damn apron - didn’t affect anything when I pondered over her words, until I decided to break the silence.

“I mean… I think I was?” She chewed on her bottom lip as she took in my response, analyzing it, weighing its validity in that gorgeous head of hers. I was nervous, but she hadn’t blew me off yet. And quite honestly? I’d do anything for that little hope that was growing inside of me.

“What changed?” Was her question, so unexpected I couldn’t help but question, “Huh?”

“What made you change?” It wasn’t an unwelcome inquiry, especially when the response became clear to me, lighting up my brain and warming my chest, spreading all over my body until I had no choice but to voice it.

“I realized I could have a future with you.” My smile was vulnerable but honest, and in her eyes, I could see that she knew that. When she threw one leg over my lap, straddling my hips, I allowed myself to breathe deeply again, leaning on the soft cushion while taking a hold of her ass.

“So, how are we gonna do this?” She non-nonchalantly asked, slowly rubbing herself against my still half-hard member. I groaned when I realized the implication of her words, knowing that the meaning paired with the feeling of her wet lips dragging along my cock would get it back up in no time at all. “You wanna do me right now?”

The brashness of the question made my eyes light up, as weird as it may sound. In that moment, it became clear just how perfect for me she really was, giving me what I needed exactly in the way I didn’t know how to ask for it.

“See? This is why I’m in love with you.” She rolled her eyes at that, making me laugh. I’d anticipated the gesture, I knew it’d take her longer to say it, but it was alright. The fact that she was willing me to give me a child was more than enough proof of her feelings for me, if her entire behavior ever since she moved in wasn’t already.

“Shut up and fuck me, Evans.” Throwing her back against the couch, she yelped in surprise when I took off my shirt and slapped the inside of her thigh, assuming my usual position of hovering over her smaller frame.

“Spread your fucking legs, darling. I’m gonna fuck you real good.” The way she bit her lip as I slowly penetrated her again showed me just how excited the prospect got her, and as I started to make good on my promise, her moans told me just as much.

“Holy fuck,” she commented as I pounded her ruthlessly, weeks of frustration and the rush of anticipation getting the best of me, and I was glad for the feeling of her nails biting into my skin because otherwise, I’d probably run over the edge of not even caring about her own pleasure as I chased mine.

“You gonna cum inside of me, honey? Make me a mom? Finally fulfill your dream of becoming a daddy?” Her words detracted me from my task of sucking bruises on the skin that was now mine to bruise, mine. I threw my head back, yelling a, “fuck yes,” as my hips sped up, desperate to fill her up, but I was determined to get her to cum before me.

“Say it,” she ordered, small hand circling my throat as best as she could, a throwback to what I’d done only moments prior. It wasn’t enough to choke me, but it did catch my attention. “I wanna hear you say it.”

Tears escaped the corners of my eyes as I blinked, the intensity of the moment overwhelming in the best of ways. “God, you are such a fucking tease…” She chuckled underneath me, giving my throat a squeeze before she raised up on her elbows to kiss my jaw.

“Better get used to it… daddy.” And just like that, I realized that I had yet another kink I hadn’t known about before her. Or maybe it was just her, and I was obsessed with the damn woman, painfully turned on by every little thing that she did.

“I’m gonna cum deep inside your little pussy, sweetheart,” I finally gathered myself enough to do as she asked me to. “You’re gonna belong to me forever now. Give me kids, make me happy. How do you like that?”

The mischievous grin she gave me told me everything. “I love it.” I knew this was her way of saying what she couldn’t yet voice, and I’d take it. I’d take anything she gave me, any chance I got to love this wonderful woman.

We came together, both riding our highs in deep ecstasy. I moaned when I felt myself empty all of my seed inside of her, incredibly excited about the prospect of starting our future together right then.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.” I cradled her face in my hands as I struggled to catch my breath, but she turned it to the side and pressed a kiss to my palm and I was breathless all over again. It was such a simple action, why did it get to me so much?

“You’re not too bad yourself, Chris.” I didn’t want to part with her warmth, so I just adjusted us on the sofa in a way that kept me inside of her, sighing contently as I realized I’d never have to sleep away from her again.

“I’m gonna stay right here all night.” I adjusted myself so I was resting my face on her boobs, perfectly happy to do just so, but by the tone of her voice, I knew she had a teasing smile when she called me an, “Old man.”

“And here I was, thinking you’d be able to go again.” Warmth filled my chest at the realization of just how badly she wanted me - just as much as I wanted her too. I was so damn ecstatic. Not even her pokes at my age would be able to affect me.

“Oh, darling… better get ready,” I warned as I adjusted myself to hover over her again, taking notice of the excited glint in her eyes, the way she bit her lip as she stared back at me. “I’m never gonna get enough of you.”

The next morning, I added a new kink to the list of random bits of information that were driving me slowly insane as I felt the overwhelming need to bend the woman that I now got to call ‘mine’ over the nearest piece of furniture and rail her until I had cummed deep inside her pussy: seeing her in my shirt while cooking breakfast.

Yeah, I was going to live a happy life by her side.

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jkstompers · 3 years

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noise complaints | myg

pairing: min yoongi x female reader

summary: yoongi is tired of his loud, video game addicted roommate, so he decides to move out and get his own apartment for some peace and quiet. but with his luck, gets you as his neighbor: a girl who plays bass in a band and hates the feeling of earbuds in her ears.

word count: 5.8k

genre: neighbor!au, producer yoongi, bassist oc, pwp ( ；∀；) i tried but rlly it’s just... smut

warnings: mature!! (18+!), explicit language, smut, making out, fingering, dom!yoongi, he’s a little mean

author’s note: hi!!!!!! in honor of yoongi’s birthday, i wanted to post this fic that i had sitting in my drafts! i hope u enjoy!! (´⌣`ʃƪ) pls let me know what u think!

banner pic creds here <3

yoongi doesn’t know how to tell his roomate, mark, that his gaming obsession has driven him to take extreme measures that consist of: moving out. he never stops playing video games. all day, all night, his eyes are fixed on the computer or tv screen, always screaming to his team mates about where to go or who’s fucking up. yoongi’s not sure if he can take it anymore.

he’s finally saved up enough to move into an apartment of his own, he’s been planning this for almost 6 months; already visited the apartment complex, discussed prices, background checks, etc. all yoongi really needs to do is finish signing the papers and start moving in.

he decides to just let mark know, no sugarcoat. as yoongi expected, mark practically begs on his knees for him to stay. his parents are paying for his share of the apartment but only if he splits the cost with a roommate, but yoongi’s gone through two years of it already, he’s over it. over the next few days, mark watches yoongi dejectedly as he packs his things.

by the end of the week, yoongi has finished packing and already signed the lease. he tells mark ‘good luck’ and leaves him in the dust, hopefully he’ll find another roommate, but that’s beyond yoongi’s concern now. all he has to worry about now is unpacking his boxes in his brand new apartment.

he looks around at the empty space, with the boxes cornered in one section. he smiles to himself, no noisy roomates, no unwashed dishes, no dirty laundry, ah, finally. peace and qui—

and that’s when he hears the blare of your speakers, it’s not loud enough for the entire complex to hear, but the music obviously bleeds through the shared wall. yoongi groans, knowing that this could be a complete repeat of mark. he’s not sure if he should knock on your door and ask you to lower the music down, it’s only his first day here. don’t you treat your neighbors with respect? why are you so loud?

yoongi decides to ignore it for now. he unpacks his things and starts furnishing the room so he can have a place to sleep for the night. when everything is put together, he feels the weight of the day; how much he’s been lifting and how he’s now renting an apartment hits him all at once. the dull pain resonates in his arms, his head starting to ache, and you’re still playing your fucking music. he can’t take it anymore, especially not with this ache getting worse.

yoongi feels his fist knock angrily against your door three times, he waits for you to open the door. except, he was not expecting a pretty girl to answer, he was expecting maybe an obnoxious frat guy; he’s absolutely flustered. you stand there and look up at him confused, “hi? did you need something?” your voice snaps him out of his thoughts.

“i’m— uh, i’m your neighbor, i’m sorry to disrupt, but if you could just lower your music down a bit, i’m really tired, and—” he starts but a gasp of excitement leaves you, cutting him off.

“my neighbor?! that apartment has been empty for so long! i’m so sorry, i was just so used to no one being able to hear! welcome! i’m ___!” you greet him cheerfully, taking his hands into yours and shaking them. yoongi feels his cheeks turn pink, your hands are soft and you’re so pretty.

“my name is yoongi,” he replies, he stands there not really knowing how to respond to the way you’re so excited. he wishes he could reciprocate but his head is pounding, all he wants to do is sleep.

you pick up on his energy, letting go of his hands to wave him off, “i’ll turn the music off for today, get some rest, yoongi, if you need help, some sugar or something, you can always just knock on my door,” you smile.

yoongi nods, “thank you, ___, goodnight.”

“goodnight, yoongi! nice meeting you,” you reply, closing your door. you blush behind the door, a neighbor? a cute one at that? there’s a sudden rush of adrenaline pulsing through your veins, testing you, telling you to blast your music just so he could come back and you could look at him one more time. but you decide it’s better not to, he said he was tired, maybe tomorrow.

yoongi returns to his apartment, thankful that you kept to your word and kept the music off. his body drifts his pounding head to sleep.

two weeks had gone by before yoongi’s eyes, he spent most of it buying furniture since the apartment looked so bare. one upside to a loft apartment was that he didn’t have to buy too much furniture, a bed, a couch, a tv, and maybe a rug was enough for him, for now of course.

in the time that’s passed, he’s learned that you like playing music when you’re studying, cleaning, when you’re doing anything really. whenever he thinks it’s too loud, he knocks through the wall, you get the hint most of the time. he’s also learned that you can play the bass and that you’re in a band. speaking of that, you’re having a meeting with them right now, and yoongi can hear every word of it.

your band mates decided to barge into your apartment today, waking you from your study nap and telling you that you all need to practice. the volume of their voices is jarring, you never realized how loud you and your surroundings were until yoongi moved in. you’re suddenly conscious about your volume at all times, his knocks whenever you were loud always made you feel terrible, but you couldn’t help but blush whenever you thought of him. you were torn, be loud and get his attention or be quiet and get on his good side.

“___! grab your shit and let’s go!” jungkook shouts. he’s the guitarist and lead singer of the band; he gets impatient sometimes.

“oh just let her daydream for a little bit, she’s probably thinking about her hot neighbor,” seulgi teases. she’s the drummer and your best friend. you don’t let her comment pass so easily, but you try to ignore the way your face heats up.

“you think he’s hot?” you quip back. a smirk on your face as you zip your bass into it’s case. yoongi is surprised at the way he can hear your voices so clearly, he wonders if you guys always talk this loud or if the walls are really that thin. “you haven’t even seen him yet,” you lug your bag over your shoulder.

“he sounds hot.” she shrugs, taking a bite of the apple she stole from your fruit basket. jungkook grows more and more antsy the longer you both talk.

“where’s taehyung anyway?” you ask. the realization comes to you when you feel a missing presence, knowing your 4th member would say something about yoongi.

“how nice of you to finally ask, he’s been waiting in the car for you slow pokes, let’s get going.” jungkook rushes, pushing you and seulgi out of the door. you turn to lock the door when you hear the door to your left slide open.

“oh my god, jungkook look, he’s hot.” seulgi smacks jungkook’s shoulder to make him look. your eyes are glued on the figure standing outside of apartment 77.

“hi— hey, yoongi,” you greet him while locking your door. it’s embarrassing the way the three of you are all almost drooling at the sight of him.

“hi, ___,” he sends a small smile to you, looking over to your bandmates hesitantly. yoongi notices jungkook, an assumption is made in his head almost immediately, boyfriend?

you scramble next to them and introduce them, “yoongi, these are my bandmates, seulgi, she plays the drums, and jungkook, he plays guitar and sings, there’s taehyung too, he plays guitar too but he— he’s um, in the car.”

“ah, nice to meet you.” he nods, greeting them as well. “i actually have to get to work, but it was cool meeting you all,” he excuses himself. you all wave to him.

“way to be fucking awkward guys,” you scold them when you’re all walking to the car. taehyung looks up from his phone to see the three of you walking his way, he starts the car once you open the door.

“hey, not our fault he’s good looking,” jungkook shrugs and seulgi holds her hand up for a high five, which he gladly gives her.

“not fair! you guys got to see ___’s hot neighbor while i was stuck in the car? i knew i should have just came in,” taehyung grumbles, pulling out of the apartment complex’s parking lot.

“it just so happened that he was leaving his apartment the same time we were, maybe you’ll meet him too tae,” you rub his arm. a somewhat sarcastic tone in your voice. taehyung rolls his eyes, starting the drive to the studio.

the music in the car was overshadowed by taehyung and seulgi arguing about when you and yoongi would finally hook up. you had to remind them that he hasn’t even been here a month yet, and that you guys barely talk besides the small hellos and awkward run ins when you’re doing laundry. it seems to keep them quiet, taehyung parks in the lot and you all move into the studio, making your way to the practice room the owners thankfully let you use to rehearse.

a couple songs are played and you all vote for a break. taehyung and jungkook having a guitar battle, seulgi leaning back against the wall on her phone, and you, need to pee! you leave the room and use the bathroom as usual, but a familiar bleach blonde head turns the corner and starts to walk down the hallway towards you, the breath you’re holding turns into a gasp when you realize it’s him. “yoongi?! why are you here?”

he looks up from the ground, looking as surprised as you when he realizes you were talking to him, “i work here, why are you here? are you following me?” he grills, you scoff at the question.

“i’m with my band, we’re rehearsing,” you explain. he raises his eyebrows, you’re not sure what it means. “you don’t believe me?” you pose.

“it’s just a little suspicious,” he shrugs, yoongi knows exactly what he’s doing. he hopes his hint makes sense to you, he’s never really been good at flirting. a familiar feeling erupts in his stomach, one that people could call butterflies whenever he saw you. he really just wants to see you play, and to hear you sing, that’s what he wants the most.

“uh, i can bring you to them? i promise i’m here with my band,” you laugh, warmth spreading to your cheeks. there is no way in hell that you’re going to play in front of yoongi. you were confident sure, but your embarrassing crush on him will make your fingers shake when you try to press the strings down. it’ll be a shitshow!

“can i pee first?” his small laugh brings a smile to your face. boys pee fast, you’ve learned that over time, so yoongi doesn’t take long. you’re both walking back down the hallway, “your boyfriend isn’t angry that you’re with me?” the random question makes your steps stutter.

“i’m sorry, what? boyfriend?” your eyebrows are furrowed as you stare up at him, his face isn’t showing any sign of humor, he’s serious.

“you’re not dating one of your band mates? isn’t that how it usually goes?” his lips purse as you continue to walk to the room that your band is occupying, he’s so serious that it makes you laugh.

“oh my god, yoongi, i’m single as a pringle, they’re my best friends, our number one rule is to never date within the band, that’s how things get messy,” you explain. a weight is taken off of yoongi’s shoulders, it wasn’t his fault he thought of it; you’re beautiful and surrounded by people that probably want you as much as he does.

“oh,” he answers, you both turn the corner and approach the door, “good to know.” the door opens to your three members looking at the two of you with raised eyebrows.

“oh my god, it’s him,” seulgi points to yoongi with her drumstick. you wave your hand to signal her to put it down, ‘it’s rude!’ you mouth.

“are you yoongi?” taehyung asks, taking his guitar and putting it down on it’s stand. yoongi nods, holding his hand out to shake taehyung’s, which he doesn’t take. instead taehyung pulls him into a hug, yoongi doesn’t expect the sudden action of affection, his arms not knowing what to do. “it’s so nice to finally meet you! ___ talks about you a lot,” taehyung’s confession makes your face flush.

“taehyung! what the fuck!? i’ve talked about you like twice, yoongi, i swear,” you defend yourself, pushing taehyung off of him. you laugh awkwardly, yoongi shoots you both a gummy smile.

“nice to meet you, taehyung,” he completely ignores your defense. he finds it cute, your flustered face as you try to tell taehyung to shut up.

“anyways,” you huff. “yoongi thinks i followed him here, so i am showing proof that i’m actually here with you guys and not stalking him.”

your friends snort at the same time, “actually, yoongi, we have no idea who this girl is! i think she’s following you,” taehyung whisper-shouts, you smack his shoulder.

“no but really, ___ we were just gonna call it a day, seulgi said she has to go to a family dinner soon and taehyung said he was hungry,” jungkook speaks up. it’s then that you realize that their instruments were almost all packed. yoongi looks down at you, a small smile on his face once he realizes what they’re trying to do.

“i leave to pee for five minutes and you guys hatch a plan to ditch me?!” you cross your arms over your chest.

“well… we just told you, so, technically we didn’t ditch you, also i can’t drop you off, yoongi, you can drop her off, right?” taehyung smiles to him.

“i—“ yoongi starts but you cut him off with plans to scold your members. they knew exactly what they were doing and you weren’t having it.

“taehyung, you’re dropping me off, let’s not bother yoongi,” you move to pack your bass but yoongi shakes his head.

“i can drop you off,” he smiles.

“oh, see! perfect! thank you, yoongi.” taehyung grabs his hand and gives him a good shake, before you know it your members are out the door.

you sigh as you lift your case and sling it over your shoulder, “it’s okay, yoongi, i can walk.”

he rolls his eyes, “don’t be ridiculous, are you hungry? we can eat first.”

his hand is outstretched and you’re not sure what it means, does he want to hold your hand? but no, he’s asking for your bass, so he can hold it instead of you. you reject his offer, “i can hold it.”

“you’re really stubborn,” he notes. it makes you snort.

“you’re not into stubborn girls?” the joke slips from your mouth before you can think.

this is the perfect time, yoongi thinks. “if it’s you, maybe i’ll make an exception.”

you try your best not to show any type of reaction, but you can’t really ignore the way your heartbeat quickened. yoongi leads you to his car, putting your bass in the trunk as you get comfortable in the front seat. he follows you soon enough and is driving out of the studio parking lot.

“you don’t have to work?” you question. getting into the car of someone you barely know is quite risky of you, but he was your neighbor, and he was hot. that doesn’t give you a reason to trust him, though for some reason, you think you can rely on yoongi, it’s a gut feeling.

“technically i work all day, i’m on my own schedule, i basically spend the entire day in the studio,” he explains. his focus is on the road but from his peripheral he can see your body turned to him, and your eyes glued on him.

“workaholic?” you guessed, he smiles.

“you could say that.”

“that’s good then, i’m giving you a reason for a break!” you clap, your nervousness fading as you start to get comfy with yoongi.

a friendship blooms from that lucky, odd encounter that day.

you forgot how long it’s been since you officially met yoongi and spent the day with him, maybe two months? three months ago? you never kept track. but you do remember that things changed after that. the two of you so obviously flirting with each other whenever you had the chance. yoongi would offer you a ride to the studio, which you greedily took whenever he asked; because he was a cool guy to be with, and in all honesty you were trying to put the moves on him. you’re not sure if he’s taking the hints though, you’ve never been good at the shy type of flirting, most of the time you’re upfront.

speaking of being upfront: yoongi hasn’t really been complaining about your noise lately, and it’s been eerily quiet on his end. no knocks on the wall when your volume was a tad bit higher than usual, no texts telling you to ‘be quiet’ when you were practicing late at night, nothing. you figure it’s because the two of you have grown a lot closer. hanging out together and even making some inside jokes together type of close.

it’s soon that you figure out why yoongi hasn’t been upfront, complaining to you about your noise, because he talked to your apartment manager about it. you knew namjoon well, he was one of your classmates in college. his father originally owned the place, so he’s been taking over for him. you’ve grown close to namjoon due to situations that left you outside of your apartment multiple times without your keys. his master key saved your ass one too many times. so, when you received a letter from him in the mail this morning with a big red ‘important’ stamp on it. you knew you were in trouble.

the words noise complaints, your neighbor, and eviction were the only ones you needed to read for you to be stomping towards yoongi’s apartment. you didn’t care that it was ten in the morning and you’re banging on yoongi’s door. you knocked nonstop until he opened up. his sleepy face scrunched in confusion as he stood before you.

“___? what’s wrong?” his morning voice could have made you melt, if you weren’t so fucking angry. you step past him, moving inside his apartment. “okay, come in, i guess,” yoongi says as he shuts the door behind you.

“you complained about me?! i got a fucking letter from namjoon! he never sends letters!” you raise your voice. it’s too early in the morning to be yelling, your voice is a bit rough, it sounds like you’re croaking.

it’s also way too early for yoongi to be dealing with this, so his voice is soft when he says, “be quiet, we’re gonna get complaints from the other neighbors now too.” he walks up to you and your very angry expression. he just looks so kissable right now, it’s making you angrier. how could he look so perfect when you’re mad at him? that’s so rude!

you lower your voice when you ask, complying to his demand. you cross your arms over your chest, “why would you do that?”

yoongi laughs.

it makes your eyebrows furrow. was he not taking you seriously? you loved this apartment, you needed to live here. it makes the anger boil a little hotter. “you think this is funny, yoongi? i’ve—” your voice is raising once more.

this time yoongi rolls his eyes. “shut up.” his voice grew deeper than it already was, the bass traveling straight to your lower belly.

you try to act as if it had no effect on you, but your small silence before you spoke made things a little obvious. “excuse me? shut up?” you scoff. your feet carrying you closer to yoongi, breaking the distance in effort to intimidate. yoongi wasn’t one to be scared, if anything, he found it funnier.

but the way that your pretty face looks when you’re angry makes yoongi want to do more, wants to push and push because he can feel the tension between you both. you can too. “yeah, you’re so goddamn loud all the time, shut the fuck up.” he moves a little closer, the distance between you both is almost none.

it makes your eyes flicker to his lips. here you were, thinking that you were gonna teach yoongi a lesson, yet you want to kiss him. “want me to shut up?” your eyes move back to his, making eye contact. he licks his lips in anticipation. “make me,” you press.

you feel his soft hand against your cheek first, leading you to his lips. then it was the plush of his lips against yours. this feeling could definitely make you shut up. before you knew it, you were pushing yoongi over to his couch. he breaks the kiss to plop down onto the couch, you follow suit, straddling his lap.

“if you wanted to make out with me, you could have just asked.” you spoke before reattaching your lips.

he smiles into the kiss, “where’s the fun in that?”

the kiss deepens, tongues exploring each other’s mouths and small whimpers escaping your throat. they go straight to yoongi’s groin, you can feel his hard cock against your core through your sweatpants. instinctively, you grind down, the feeling makes him groan out.

his large hands move to your ass, running over them and trailing up to your waist. his hands sliding under your shirt, you know you aren’t wearing a bra, and yoongi finds out soon after. his thumbs running right over your hard nipples, “eager?” he smirks.

you roll your eyes, “i’m just cold.” the lie makes yoongi scoff, tweaking your nipples between his thumb and index fingers. now, goosebumps raise over your skin, and it wasn’t because of the cold.

“take your shirt off,” he speaks against your lips. usually, you weren’t one to follow orders, your rebellious spirit screaming in your head, telling you to take control. but you’ve never wanted anything more than to let yoongi have you, let him do whatever he wants to you. because outside of this, he just seems so nice, never mean, never demanding. you can’t help but indulge in this new side of yoongi you’ve discovered.

so you’re taking your shirt off, the breeze created by his air conditioner makes you shiver, but yoongi's warm hands are there to comfort you. running them over your breasts, squeezing them just right as he kisses down your throat. “y-yoongi—” you whimper. his lips find a certain spot that has you grinding harder onto his dick.

“you aren’t very patient,” he speaks against your skin. “i’ll let it slide this time.” a tender kiss to your neck is placed before he lingers on the spot a little longer, sucking and licking, making sure to leave a pretty red mark. he makes his way to your nipple, wrapping his mouth around the bud and sucking. the feeling makes you throw your head back, his hand tweaks your other nipple, refusing to neglect it.

it was true, you were not patient. you hated waiting too long for something, just like how you hate the feeling of your warm core go uncared for. the grinding wasn’t enough at this point, you wanted more, needed it really. “are you gonna fuck me or not?” you push him gently off of your nipple.

an almost annoyed gaze is painted on his face, “are you going to beg?” he quirks an eyebrow.

you weren’t one to plead, “no.”

“then no,” he asserts. you purse your lips, complete dissatisfaction displayed on your face. “don’t worry, kitten, i’ll make you feel good.” yoongi gives in. he didn’t know how long he could hold back, your attitude makes him want to check you, make you cum as many times he wants you to until you’re obeying.

the nickname makes you drip. he’s pushing up from below, his leg kneeling onto the couch as he lays you down. your head lays against the pillow he has on the couch, yoongi gives you a swift kiss before he moves down, trailing kisses on the valley of your breasts and your stomach, stopping just before the waistband of your sweatpants. “yoongi,” you mewl.

“hm? wanna beg now?” he challenges. his fingers teasingly slipping under the band. your body reacts so easily to his touch, your hips slightly jerking up at the graze of his hands.

but you’re stubborn, not wanting to let yoongi win even though the only thing you want right now is for him to make you feel good. “no, never.” you shake your head.

yoongi doesn't verbally reply, instead, nodding and smirking to himself. “can i eat you out then?” he asks. you don’t trust your words, so you nod, knowing you’ll fall into the trap yoongi has set. “i need to hear you say it, kitten.”

“yes,” you quickly say.

yoongi quirks a brow. “yes, what?”

you roll your eyes, just once, you tell yourself. “yes, please.”

“good girl,” he praises. you hate to admit that you liked the way he called you a good girl. your sweatpants and panties are pulled down at the same time, revealing your wet pussy. “so pretty, baby.” he positions himself between your spread legs. you bite your bottom lip in anticipation.

kisses against your thighs and pubic bone are what he starts off with, then a brief kiss to your clit that makes you gasp. “oh, god—” you lean your head back against the couch.

“also, just to let you know, the letter was a joke,” yoongi breathes. mouth ghosting your lips, where you need him the most.

at first you didn’t pay attention to what he said, a hum leaving your lips until then you realized, “what?!”

“i thought it’d be funny to scare you a little bit, namjoon and i are friends, i asked him if he could do it for me.” he explains with a smile on his face.

you rolled your eyes. you knew it was too serious to be namjoon, his style was more so speaking, not letters. you couldn’t be mad at him, at least you weren’t in trouble. but you play it up for the fun, “will you make it up to me?” a sly look on your face.

“what do you want?” he leans his head against your thigh, waiting patiently for your answer. his fingers ever so gently running up and down your thighs.

“your cock,” you demand with a mischievous smile. your hands run through his hair, eyes pleading because you won’t allow your mouth to let the words out.

yoongi acts like he thinks about it, but all he truly wants, is to devour your and make you feel so good. “you don’t deserve it.” he denies you of the pleasure you want, but he surprises you, running his tongue along your slit.

“oh— oh, yoongi,” you mewl. your hands moving to play with your boobs, but yoongi knocks your hands away. he directs them to his hair, telling you to pull. his hands replace yours, playing and tweaking with your nipples as his tongue does the work.

“taste so good, baby.” yoongi loves the sight of you so vulnerable in front of him. you’re bare, naked while yoongi still has all his clothes on. he loves it. your eager body twitching from the ministrations of his tongue. he pulls away for a second, “don’t cum until i say so.”

“that’s not— umph!” you start but yoongi retracts his hands from your breasts, bringing them back to your thighs to spread them further apart. your lips reveal your sweet spot for yoongi to take, and he’s relentless. the taste of you on his tongue drives him crazy. “that’s not fair,” you moan out.

yoongi doesn’t care. he loves being in control. so when your phone starts to ring, yoongi thinks this is the best time to assert dominance. “answer it,” he commands. he pulls away from your pussy, the loss of the feeling of his tongue makes you groan out in displeasure. in turn, yoongi rubs his middle and ring fingers against your clit. it makes you gasp. he slips the fingers in, your walls pulsating against his fingers. another moan leaves your lips. you were completely ignoring the rings coming from your phone. he repeats himself, “answer the phone, baby.”

“but,” you spoke. your worry being that you were so wound up and yoongi’s fingers were still residing inside of you. you knew it would be way too obvious.

“they won’t know,” he assures. a gentle touch against your thigh comforting you, making you believe this was a good idea.

your fucked out brain obliges, your hand moving to reach for your phone. jungkook’s contact name displayed on the screen, you press the green button and place the phone next to your ear. “jungkook? what’s up?” you answer. yoongi’s eyes locked onto yours as you speak.

“speaker,” he mouths. you nod, mindlessly obliging. taking the phone away from your ear and pressing the speaker button. his fingers dangerously still in your pussy, ready to cause chaos whenever he felt like it.

“dude! guess fucking what!” jungkook shouts over the phone. yoongi pushes deeper, bottoming out his fingers. it makes your eyes roll back, a quiet gasp escaping your lips.

you’re moving the phone away so he doesn’t hear it, but yoongi is pushing your hand back into position. “what?” you cough, trying to cover the noise.

“you okay? you sound… weird.” jungkook snorts over the phone, you can hear seulgi and taehyung in the back, their bickering all too familiar.

“i— i’m good.” you nod even though he can’t see you.

“okay, well, this guy from a record label called earlier, he said he wants to take us all out to eat and talk about our future!” jungkook informs. your eyes widen. a record deal?! even yoongi reacts, a cute, surprised look on his face. how funny was it that you were receiving this news with yoongi’s fingers fucking you.

“you’re lying.” you sit up a little bit, leaning onto your forearm. yoongi decides to be nice, letting his fingers stay stagnant in your hole so you can enjoy the news.

“i’m serious! we’re on the way to yours right now to pick you up, be ready in five minutes,” he tells you.

“right now?!” you exclaim. yoongi smirks, starting to pumping his fingers in and out of you, making your breaths a little more labored. “oh— fuck,” you groaned, you tried to cover it up by making it sound like you were annoyed. but anyone could be able to tell what you were doing, the squelch of your pussy loud enough for the entire apartment complex to hear probably.

“what the hell are you—” jungkook starts but you cut him off, yoongi’s fingers moving faster and the string in your belly about to snap from the tension.

“okay, jungkook! bye! love you! see you in a bit!” you rush the words out and press the big red button to hang up, throwing your phone onto the floor as yoongi leans over you with a smile on his face.

“congratulations, baby.” he punctuates his sentence with a quick circle around your clit. you’re so wound up, you could feel tears starting to build up in your eyes.

“yoongi, please, please let me cum.” you beg, giving in to his desires. the sound of your begging is music to his ears. he smirks, quickening the tight circles around your clit. your legs spreading wider if that was even possible.

yoongi’s plans were cut short due to your new plans, but he didn’t mind. he was happy for you, and he’s never wanted to make someone cum as much as he does now. “alright, kitten, cum whenever you want,” he whispers in your ear. his fingers coated in your wetness gliding against your clit, it feels way too good. the string in your belly snapping as soon as he gave you permission.

you found yourself letting out some of the loudest moans because yoongi was just that good. “holy fuck, yoongi,” you gasp. your chest rises and falls quickly, taking in as many breaths as possible.

“good job, baby.” he kisses your neck, letting you recover before slipping his fingers out and bringing them up to your lips. at first you furrow your eyebrows, this isn’t something you usually do; but when he says, “open,” you find yourself obliging easily. “good girl,” he smiles as you suck your cum off of his fingers.

you pull his fingers from your mouth when you’re sure you’ve sucked them clean, “i got a record deal dinner, min!” you rush to put your clothes on. yoongi tries his best to help, but all he wants to do is give you a big hug. he lets you put your clothes on before he’s holding you in his grasp, while you’re trying to make your way to his door. the two of you wobbling to his door.

“let me kiss you first, rockstar.” he smiles, his hand gently taking ahold of your face and giving you a kiss. it tastes just like you, the sultry memory that will live in yoongi’s brain for as long as it’s able.

he tries to kiss you once more, but you’re pushing him away. “i gotta go, yoongi,” you giggle. his hands holding you close to him, your back pressed against his front door as you kiss each other sloppily. “yoongi!” you smile, more laughs erupting as he helps you open the door. as soon as the door slides open, yoongi’s eyes move behind you, a sly smile on his face.

you turn to see your three band mates, all of their mouths agape. “i fucking told you! pay up, idiots!” seulgi smacks the both taehyung and jungkook’s shoulders.

your face blushes tomato red. you try to hide your face as you open your apartment door. before you turn the key, you hear yoongi congratulate the four of you. “good luck at your label meeting! make sure they don’t scam you,” he advises. your bandmates laugh, thanking yoongi and moving into your apartment. they don’t let you live down the embarrassment for the entire night.

when you come back home, you sit on your couch. a smile taking over your face when you think about how great the day was. you think the dinner went perfect, and when you hear a knock on your door, it has you rushing to open it.

yoongi stands outside your door with a cupcake and a single lit candle stuck in it. “congratulations!— it went well right?”

you stand in front of him, a sweet smile on your face as you nod. “i think they loved us,” you pull him into your apartment.

“of course they did! you guys are amazing!” yoongi hugs you, holding the cupcake above your head so it doesn’t get in your hair.

the rest of the night you and yoongi enjoy each other’s presence and the two of you talk about everything and nothing.

yoongi says the cupcake is just for you, but you take a knife and split it, “for us.” you give him a quick peck before eating your half, and then kissing him once more.

for us. it repeats in yoongi’s mind.

us.

yeah, he’d like that.

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give in — ryujin

“where’ve you been? you reek” all of the members look up at you as yeji starts when you enter thru the door, and she’s right. you smell of sex and sweat not to mention your bra is missing, the zipper of your jacket is undone and your hair is no longer perfectly straight but tucked messily into your beanie and hood.

“just out” you breathe, you hear her hum and watch her nod into her book and everyone else resume their positions before walking to your shared room with chaeryeong to grab a change of clothes and shower, something you hadn’t been able to do in your friend’s apartment considering her roomates would be there soon.

you were ready to go to bed. so tired from all the practice and the extra curricular acfivities you had been up to today, it’s only 9 pm but your bed sounds so good right now you wouldn’t mind sleeping enough to wake up at the crack of dawn tomorrow, even if it meant having to make breakfast for the others. sadly, your members had other plans, because chaeryeong peeks her head into the room and says a simple “meeting in yeji’s room” before leaving, the door ajar waiting for you.

you groan and sigh and curse softly before walking out, wondering on your way there why in her room and not in the kitchen like usual, and the answer that receives you when you enter the leader’s room makes you regret slamming your room’s door when you got out. yuna’s not there, probably sleeping, and you’re in trouble, most likely.

“hey guys” you start, chuckling nervously as you sit on ryujin’s bed. “yuna’s birthday isn’t for another 11 months”

“we actually wanted to talk about you” lia starts from her spot leaning against the wall, chaeryeong on yeji’s bed, with ryujin and yeji just standing there looking at you with her arms crossed.

“uh,, sure” you try to look as calm as possible, waiting for any bombs to drop from their lips.

“who were you with, the truth this time” as expected, it’s yeji who asks, her gaze hard and intimidating as they all wait for you to respond.

“unnie i told you, out” shrugging, you roll your eyes “walking, if that helps”

“y/n, im being serious. where were you, who were you with? you were obviously doing something or someone if you didn’t tell any of us beforehand”

“since when do we announce our individual outings?” you start “all of you have gone out alone and not once have you told me where, and you don’t see me interrogate you for that”

“yeah but we don’t come home smelling of sex and looking like we were hiding from the paps” it’s chaeryeong this time, your roomate, your closest friend out of the five to throw you under the bus, and she’s no longer beside ryujin but next to yeji, her eyes also demanding answers and explanations.

“what the fuck chaer?” you sigh, rubbing your temples “yeah, i was out having sex tonight, that what you wanted to hear?”

“with who” yeji pries, arms still crossed over her chest. ryujin hasn’t spoken all this time, and lia scoffs at your answers every now and then, her arms mirroring yeji’s as she stays further back, one of her legs posted to support her on the wall.

“with a friend” you shrug again.

“just tell us who y/n” lia groans.

“im not telling you who it is!” it’s not funny, girly, gossip. it’s them furiously prying because they’re worried you getting caught might hurt the group.

“why not?” chaeryeong yells back at you

“because!” you sigh, exasperated, before getting yourself together and lowering your voice “we made a deal, i wouldn’t tell my members and neither would they”

“so it is an idol” yeji nods at your slip, as if she knew this whole time.

“oh fuck off” falling back on the mattress, you cover your face with your hands and curse at yourself for being so stupid and letting them get to you.

“is it a sunbaenim? a woman? or a boy?”

“oh my god” you groan at lia’s persistent voice, promising yourself you would not crack this time and would stand your ground. “im not saying anything else”

“it’s not a guy” chaeryeong says, and the four of you look at her because, how the fuck does she know?

“how do you know?” yeji reads your mind.

“she just looks different. we don’t really notice if she’s been with a guy she just tells us” and she’s right, not that they know of all your sexcapades, and not that they know most of them are women, but they’ve never noticed something’s off when it’s been a guy.

“oh” lia and yeji nod slowly, taking it all in. “so, is it a sunbaenim? from twice? a soloist? trainee?”

“actually that’s gross. the fact that you think i’d fuck a trainee” just at the thought, you shudder, or maybe it’s the thought of that one time, at her group’s mention, you can’t help but remember that time you had nayeon’s legs around your head... her pus— no, there’s no time for that right now. you shake the dirty memories out of your head, and rub your legs together to release the growing tension between them, and look up at them, already thinking of how to avoid their next question.

“we’re not gonna stop until you cave” yeji shrugs

“well im not” you lift your chin proudly, crossing your arms.

“yeah, you will.” lia starts. “because if not we will tell on you with manager-nim”

“you wouldn’t” gasping, you uncross your arms.

“don’t test me” she shrugs. you knew she would, but she couldn’t know you were bluffing. “so come on. spit it out”

“unnie, im being careful!” you raise your voice a little, already upset at the fact that they wouldn’t give it a rest.

“that’s useless y/n. every single person who’s ever been caught doing something wrong has been ‘careful” yeji says, quoting the word careful with her fingers.

“loona” and like you called her name, ryujin’s head snaps up, her mind already making up a million scenarios of you fucking the few friends she had in that group. what’s worse? she enjoys every single one of them. she wishes she could’ve been there to at least watch. though she quickly vanishes them from her head when she notices your members looking at her for the same reason, her friends.

“i didn’t fuck heejin, or hyunjin” you clarify, wanting to bring them peace or at least ryujin, but only the other three slump their shoulders in relief at your confession. “but, im not telling you who i did.” letting your hands fall on your thighs, you get up and closer to the door. “goodnight”

“where are you going? we’re not done” she catches your wrist before you can swing the door open, pulling you back to where you were before, in front of her and a little bit closer to ryujin.

“are you kidding me?” you scoff at yeji. “none of you wanted to fuck me, so i went out and found someone who did, it was good so i kept going back. you’ve never noticed until today and if you didn’t no one else did. im good at what im doing. hell! i’ve fucked half the people in this industry and none of you knew until i just said it!! leave me alone”

but before you can actually turn around and leave, ryujin quickly stands up, surprising all five of you when she smashes her lips against yours. one hand on your hair and one on your ass, squeezing expertly. the other three are just in shock as you are, but she tastes so good and her hands feel good against you, even when she sneaks one up your tshirt to rub at your already hardened nipples because of the cold, and you try to hold it but you can’t, eventually moaning and melting in her hold, that was rough and heavy but in a good way, making you wrap your arms around her neck.

“guys- what the fuck-“

“get out” ryujin groans against your lips, her hands tightening on your ass and tits, lips no longer on yours but so close that if you leaned just a little bit you could taste them again, you’re shameless really, and tomorrow you’ll probably hide from them all because you don’t think twice about your members in the room before joining your lips with hers again in another wet, hot kiss.

“ryujin that’s not a good-“

“she said she wanted to be fucked. so i will. get out” the words are barely mumbled, because she’s too busy getting back to your lips to care if they understand, because she’s too eager as she puts the other hand inside your pijama shorts feeling the lack of underwear and then your wet folds, throwing her head back and breaking your kiss to groan at the feeling. “fuck— leave”

you don’t expect them to actually, and you don’t really notice, you’re too preoccupied with the feeling of the pads of her fingers on your clit slowly making circles to notice, and its only when you hear a loud scoff and the door slightly slam closed that you realized they did leave– after all, if the door slam woke yuna up they probably would find a way to distract her from going in the room.

“was it good? hm? was she good?” you gasp, because she’s roughly turned you around to press her front against your back, her hand wrapping around your neck before the other goes back into your shorts, her fingers too slow for your liking as they dip in to gather some of your slick to spread around your lips and clit. “i asked you a question”

throwing your head against her shoulder, you bite your lip before taking a deep breath to answer, letting out a much too soft “yea” to her question

“do you think she could be better than me?”

“i dunno, you’ve never touched me” rolling your eyes, you turn your head to look at her now that her hand has stopped moving.

“is that what we’re saying now?-“

“we were trainees ryu. you said it was a mistake” you sigh, already thinking this was not going where you thought it was “are you going to touch me or should i go get myself off?”

“hm” she chuckles, kissing your cheek dangerously soft with her grip on your neck and jaw tightening slightly. “you’re never going back to her after im done with you.”

“i hope that’s a promise you keep”

“shut up” her voice is rougher, not sweet and playful like usual, just rough. “bend over the bed.”

you do as told, wanting to get back on her good side. it’s quite a sight, watching your shorts ride up enough for her to see your asscheeks falling out of them. she’s too comfortable, for a ‘first time’ but at this point, neither of you care, you want her, you have for a very long time, you’re too desperate to go over basics. you’re so desperate, that just her fingers running from the back of your thigh to your asscheek makes you shiver and gives you goosebumps.

“you’re dripping” she points out the obvious. “i can see it through your shorts.”

“so touch me ryujinnie, please” you’re backing up into her hand, begging for something, anything at this point.

she hums, finally pulling your shorts off your legs, immediately salivating at the sight of your pussy glistening, clit swollen at the lack of attention. “look at you, what do you want?”

“you, please” she chuckles after that, and you wonder if she even heard you with how small your voice had turned.

“are these hers?” she asks, hands pressing against recent hand prints on your ass, making your hips buck forward, startled.

“yeah” you sigh, wanting her to go over them at least once. “didn’t hit me hard enough”

“can i try?”

“please” that’s all it takes. she rubs circles on one of your asscheeks before her hand raises and falls with a heavinly burn against your skin, eliciting a louder whimper out of you. every spank leaves a sting more enjoyable than the last, and you’re soon backing your ass up against her hand for more.

“what do you say?” she holds her hand at a safe distance from your ass, waiting for you to answer correctly before slapping the red skin

“t-thank you” a gasp is what you let out when she strikes her hand against your ass once again.

“good girl” she smiles, full of pride. “now turn around and spread your legs for me”

you stumble across pillows on the bed and such, too eager to be careful right now, and position yourself on your back, legs wide open for her with a hand going down to spread your wetness around your lips

“don’t do that” she slaps your hand away, getting on her knees to be face to face with your pussy. she only spits on it, as if you needed more lubrication, spreading it with two of her fingers, too slow for your liking.

she watches the way you sigh and whimper whenever she grazes against your clit or hole, the way you lift your head from her pillow and plead with your eyes for her to give you what you wanted. and her standing up to retrieve a pretty pink dildo from her drawer wasn’t what you expected, not that you didn’t want it. the black straps only surprise you more, and the sight of her tightening the straps and positioning the toy where she wanted it was making your wetness grow tenfold.

she rests the tip of it and taps it against your clit repeatedly, only making you sigh in between relief and want, your eyes sparkling and lashes fanning pretty to lure her into finally fucking you like she had promised. the look on both your faces as she slowly pushes in is priceless, you’re too overwhelmed to react and she’s too turned on, salivating at the way your lips swallow the pink toy slowly and fully. “next time, you come to me” she grunts, hand squishing your cheeks together while the other squeezes your side, her hips starting to slowly thrust in and out, pulling out entirely just to fill you to the brim with the plastick cock “no more sneaking out and worrying us sick just to find out some other girl has been fucking this pretty pussy, yeah?”

“mhm” your eyes are shut tight, your mouth wide open, you’re probably even drooling, her lips around your nipple suckling and her teeth digging into your skin in a delicious pain that has you gasping and pushing your chest further into her mouth, hands wrapping around her neck, and you whine when she inevitably pulls away

“good” she hums, tongue running over her lips as she fucks you...”gonna fuck you stupid baby” and her hips speed up, she’s intimidating in some way and it’s so fucking hot, the way she looks down on you, smirking because she knows she has you eating from her hand. she takes her time, speeding and slowing the thrusts of her hips, playing with your clit and sensitive nipples, teasing you when at the edge of your orgasm, edging you over and over again because she liked to see you suffer. “should i let you cum?”

“p-please.” your voice is so soft, so whiny, and she adores it, the fact that it’s all because of her.

“i dunno, it’s not like you earned it” her strokes are so slow, yet so hard. she tickles your g-spot with the tip of the toy every time, it feels good, but you want more

“i’ll make u-up for it. please just let m-me cum”

“you gonna go back to her??”

“n-no. never-r” your voice is broken, and you hope it expresses how much you need to cum right now. and if you were to take a guess by the way she’s speeding up, torturing your clit as well. it did. the sounds of skin slapping soon floods the room and the air reeks once again of sex and sweat. it’s hot, but you’re for some reason shaking, maybe it’s the approaching orgasm, and how it’s so much stronger because of her edging you, making you shake and whine, hands on her abs as if pushing her away to prevent her from keep fucking you through your orgasm.

she’s chuckling, kissing your temple and cheek, nose and lower until she reaches your lips, catching all your breathy moans and whimpers as you finally calmed down. ryujin pulls out carefully, finally pressing a cheeky kiss to your clit that makes your body jolt and stutter..

#ryujin !#ryujin smut #itzy smut #kpop smut #ryujin imagine #ryujin imagines #my stuff #gg smut #fem!reader

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bukunmiakintola20 · 2 years

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Galentines Day ( •ॢ◡-ॢ)-♡

Hey y’all~

Did you all have a great valentines week? I’ve missed you all and I have the some juicy things to tell 👀 Before I get into it tho I would like to say thank you all for…

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It might be kind of silly to some of y’all but it feels special to me haha. I hope you all will stay for my future posts as well💗

I want to talk about a few things that’s been spicing up my life (^^;) I’ll probably put my make and co*de from valentines day in a separate post as well since it’ll just look neater that way.

Anyways the first thing up is that someone asked me to go with them to medball!!! Even just thinking about it kinda gives me butterflies. I didn’t really expect it tbh since we haven’t really had any flirty moments this year but I geuss this is what they call natural charm?? Idk haha. Honestly, I could smell it coming from the moment he sent me a chat (on Snapchat) saying “Are you going to medball?” It’s just one of those things that girls can just feel as it's happening you know? Anyways I wasn’t going to medball and I couldn’t go that day either so I had to decline. When he asked me out I literally rushed to my one roommate and I was frantically trying to get her attention because I didn’t know how to respond. Well that’s over and done with but that isn’t where this posts ends.

I also went out for 3 days straight that weekend <(￣︶￣)> I know I know. パリピwww ?? On thursday, I got invited to a brownentines party (brown valentines) since I'm friends with one of the people who was invited to the party and altho it was a bit akward (bc I'm shy;;) I had a lot of fun + I got to drink which is always fun б（＞ε＜）∂ On the Friday of that week, I planned the birthday party for my good friend and about 10 people including me came. We went to a bowling alley and bowled for a bit, went out for dinner (I got a large bowl of tacos so big that my takeout took three days to finish www), then we played mafia for a bit before ending things at around 1:30am. On Saturday, I went out at 1 with my friend (same guy that invited me to the brownentines party) to meet up with a guy for the first that we hadn't meet before and I had never talked to, but was curious to meet. My one friend was trying to hardcore convince me to go meet him, but I was kinda wary of him due to him wearing a durag and cornrows last sem (even to a formal presentation!!) and his insta profile where his pfp was a monkey in a suit and the bio (which I can't remember) was a NBA/basketball related quote. Yeah. I can tell he was a nice and chill guy aside from the former, and my roomie told me one of his roomates scolded him about CA so I thought why not? It went pretty well and altho we didn't talk about the CA, my initial impression that he was nice and chill didn't really change.

Academically related: That same weekend (before the week of valentines) I applied for some research opportunities (+ a research program) and I heard back from two of them. I had an interview for one and although it wasn’t perfect, I think it went okay. On Wednesday tho I got an email from the professor saying I wasn’t chosen as an assistant(∩︵∩) *sigh* On the brighter side I applied for a research program in Canada and got an email back from another research group in England saying I can write abstracts, which is good 米＾－＾米 It won’t be recognized by my university but I think the experience will be good for the future 😌

Now time for the fun bit of this post.

3 things— drama between 2 of my gal pals and the aftermath of that situation.

So firstly on tuesday two weeks ago (trust me this is relavent), one of my roomies in my year, we were supposed to go to a tutorial together but she just ditched me because she was chatting with my other roomie and this other girl from a different apartment that we (3 of my roommates and I) were friends with. I was trying to get in contact with her but she wouldn't pick up nor would anyone else. Later when back to the apartmernt, she just said "Oh -- and -- convinced me not to go so I didn't go haha," which made me feel a bit upset because I know she wouldn't like it if any of the people in that friend group did that to her, but for some reason it was okay for me. Also in the middle of the tutorial I get a text from the roommate that convinced her to stay if I'm going to the shopping centre with them and that I have to answer now otherwise they're going. Like I AM IN THE MIDDLE OF A TUTORIAL?? Luckily I checked my phone and responded shortly after that text was sent. Also shes texted me on the other girl's behalf? As if she couldn't do it herself. All of us in that group were supposed to go shopping in a shopping centre nearby that day but I just felt really upset about that and other things they were doing that I just went back to our apartment. Later I did text her if we could chat when she got back and we discussed things and cleared any misunderstandings concerning that situation. So I thought we were good.

Later within the valentine's day week, I get into another disagreement with the friend of our group that doesn't live with us. I would write down all the things we talked about but honestly it would take forever and I also already can't remember some things. Anyway, our initial chat we had coming back from class and the one we had on the phone boiled down to these things basically. On my side, it appeared I wasn't being too responsive to her snaps as I could have been (altho thats just how I am with everyone) and that I probably should have tried to reach out to all of the people in our friend group if it bothered me instead of waiting on them to reach out to me. She also said it felt like she had to fight to get my attention which I'm not sure how true that is (since it felt like she kinda pushed me away once I said I didn't want to middle man a thing with her and a guy she had the snap of) but I respect that is how she feels. On her side, one of the things that irked me alot was how she cut me off. Like it would be silent, I would say about 3 words and then she would cut me off. For the most trivial things too. Another thing was I just wanted to feel more included and for them to text me and call like they were doing withe each other 😕 Also we didn't really talk about this but for some reason she was so concerned about how I would forgive that person (yes from earlier in this post) for CA?? Like I don't know him, forgiveness is for people you know. I was never offended to the point were I would need to forgive him AND I have every right to be wary of him and not want to befriend him?? And before she was bitter about a guy who didn't ask her name in a lab and literally kept clowning him because of that. Just because it's not how you would handle it, doesn't mean it's not valid for other people to react that way especially when it doesn't concern you or any of your friends.

So you may be thinking, why the detail? Well it's important for what happened this week. On monday, the day after we had that conversation, they left without me to class and then in class didn't even move to make space for me to sit when I went to sit with them. I thought "Okay, maybe this is in my head, right?" But it continued for the rest of the week. They no longer invite me to anything, don't get or walk with me to classes even though we live together, and even more one of them literally is ignoring me. She won't even say hi. Luckily for me, I have other people I can hang out with but it feels frustrating it ended this way. This group has given me a bit of stress since last semester but I just thought that I give up to much on people and that I should try harder. I hung out with them almost daily even when we were just sitting at our apartment and then they just snub me after that last thing happened. At first I was hurt, but more importantly who do I hang out with? I literally spent all my time with y'all only for that girl (the one in the last para) to say "I don't really know anything about you. I just feel like we aren't that close." Also I thought that chat was for the betterment of our freindship?? Friends get into disagreements all the time but the important is putting in the work so the relationship is solid.

But you want to know what's funny? My life is actually pretty great right now. After they excommunicated me this week, I went to the library the first time, hung out with my other friends more, and paid better attention in class. I still don't really have a group of friends to hang out with but literally I've gotten to talk to and hang with a few people I haven't gotten to talk to in a while since I was focussing all my energy on my last friend group. So I don't know maybe this is a win in disguise ( ु⁎ᴗ_ᴗ⁎)ु.｡oO

Anyways, sorry for the collasal post; You all understand why it took me so long now lol. Well anyways, till next time cuties (`･ω･´)

xxx

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mysinsforbts · 4 years

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Be careful what you wish for~

(HAPPY BIRTHDAY Namjoon!~ 💜)

Dom! Namjoon lion hybird x Sub! (female) reader

Semi Hybrid au, Friends to lovers

Rating: 18+

About: Namjoon and you always had been friends because your parents knew each other, you played together in the sand, went to school together, studied together but you had no idea that you also would spend your lives together. As you and Namjoon became roomates, things start to get serious. He noticed his crush on you, while you had to deal with his heat and your hormones. You kept your fellings a secret, while he acts without thinking. Holidays were happening and than Namjoons heat broke out.

Warnings: semi angst, mentioning of death, cursing, Smut, dirty talk, masturbation, vaginal fingering, oral (female), possessive behavior, bareness, ass spanking, hickeys, marking, biting, breeding kink, Dom!Namjoon, Sub!Reader, Daddy kink, begging, teasing, overstimulation, squirting, size kink, window sex, Semi publix sex, rough sex, eye contact, (It's just a lot okay lol) (Let me know when I forgot something~)

(I hope the time-jumps aren't to bad! Sorry for gramma mistakes! Please enjoy~ 💜)

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"Y/N meet Namjoon, today is his birthday so be nice to him okay?", is what your mom told you back than. You saw a boy maybe 8 years old, wachting a tv show. Carefully walking towards him and sitting next to him you said, "Hello, what are you watching?". The birthday boy turned smiling to you, "Friends", he said before mustering you interesterd in who you are and where you came from. His dimples catched your eyes and you decided you liked them. "Do.. do you want to watch with me?", he asked gently, smiling at you. You nodded and turned to the tv. 'I like him!', you thought.

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>> 7 years later <<

You went up the stairs infront of Namjoons house and ringed the bell at the door. A bit later a boy, 15 years old came out, still looking tired, "I couldn't even finish my coffee. Why are you so stressed today Y/N?", joonie, your best friend asked. You laughed and pulled out a book from your bag, giving it to him, "Happy Birthday Joonie. Isn't that the book you always wanted to read?". As he took the book from your hands, you saw him smiling. His dimpels, that you liked so much were showing. Before noticing what's happening, joonie hugged you, "GOSH! Thank you so much! I mean it Y/N! I couldn't find that book anywhere, where did you buy it?? No! Don't tell me! I-", as he rambled on, hugging you tightly a sound of a dump was heard. Than you realised the book had fallen down in the rain, "No! No! Shit!", you heard him curse while letting you go, picking the book up and running, in a hurry, back in his house to dry it.

You stood outside and laughed. 'I like him so much', you thought.

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>> 6 years later <<

You moved out of the car and brought the last bag up the stairs, putting it infront of your door. Thanks to your university you had to move farther away from home. But finding something for you was difficult, everything was expensive. Than your smart best friend, Joonie had the idea to share one apartment as roomates. At the beginning you weren't sure about the idea, after all you had a crush on Namjoon since the last year of highschool. Beeing around him 24/7 would be hard on you. But your parents had other ideas. "Thank you for helping me", you smiled at your parents, who got back in the car. "No problem honey~ Don't worry to much, as long as it's with Namjoon there is nothing wrong with it!", your mum loved Joonie, but is that a suprise? Namjoon is handsome,tall, smart, funny and friendly. No other boy that you had met was like him. "Thats right! Namjoon is smart, he can help you with your studies and he promised me to take good care of you. From man to man!", your dad laughed at his last comment. Your mum just sighed and looked at you, with a nod that you should go. You said goodbye and went up the stairs. As you came to a hold infront of your door, you noticed that your bag was already inside. A shock overcame you and you opened the door to your apartment. In that bag was Joonie's birthday present, what if he breaks it??

You closed the door and walked in the living room, with the small kitchen. So in panic you just ran through the room and bumped into Namjoon's back, who made coffee. He got scared and looked at you confused, catching your shoulders so you didn't fall, "What are you doing?", he asked with a teasing smirk on his face. "Where is the bag? The bag that was infront of the door?", you rambled and looked around for it. Joonie looked at you concerned before answering,"In your room, but why-". Not letting him finish you just ran off in your room, checking on the bag. Well it looked fine.. Namjoon kneed next to you. Looking concered at you, than at your bag, "Why did something got stolen?". Busy opening your bag and taking the 'thing', which was wrapped into paper out. You sighed and shook your head. Carefully opening the paper and looking at the beautiful candle glass that you bought for Joonie. It was exactly his style and would fit perfectly to him."I thought it would break. I was so scared that it would shatter", you looked up at him and laughed, "No offense Joonie".His eyebrow raised as he laughed than too. Shaking his head he stood up and walked back into the kitchen, "I made coffee precious, come here have some~", the birthday boy said. 'Precious' that was your nickname from him since highschool. You loved it, it made your heart beat faster.

Standing up while taking the candle glass and the card you wrote for him with you, you walked back into the kitchen. Joonie put the cups down on the table and sat on one of the chairs. You sat down too and smiled at him, "Happy Birthday Joonie", gently you put the candle glass on the table. "I also wrote something for you, read it later~", you nodded towards the card while taking a sip from the coffee. Enjoying to see his dimples after such a long while. After highschoole ended and the holidays started you hadn't really seen each other, but now you would see each other everyday. Of course you were excited and so happy to have him around, but also very nervous. Joonie walked around the table and hugged you, hiding his face in your neck, "Thank you! This candle glass is so beautiful. How do you always know what I like?". You felt him smelling your neck, it was nothing new. After all he was a lion hybrid, what you forgot sometimes since you never talked about it openly. Namjoon didn't like talking about it. All you knew about him in this subject, you knew from his mother. Namjoon's mother was a kindhearted person. She trusted you and knew you liked his son but she also knew that it was difficult to be together with a hybrid, since they have to find the right partner to be with them forever. So what if you weren't the right one? Would Namjoon be unhappy than?

That is why his mother told you everything. She wasn't his real mum. His parents adopted him as he still was a hybrid baby. Joonie didn't know his real parents. He also never had friends besides you. His mother was thankful for everytime you protected him as he got bullied in school. Namjoons live wasn't easy. It never had been easy. Neither was it easy as his mother got in a bad accident 2 years ago. Since her death he became a lot quieter and more serious. But to you he seems still the same, he hasn't changed much while beeing with you.

Of course he hasn't, you were his light. You made his live happier. But you never saw those looks he gave you, the looks of someone who also liked you.

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>> Today <<

It already has been 1 year since Namjoon and you lived as roomates together and nothing changed. Actually a lot changed. You two were still best friends but closer than ever. Namjoon also met new friends. 6 boys, who did go to the same university as you do. You already met them, they're all nice, funny hybrids. 'Crazy what kind of suprises live throws at you sometimes', you always thought thinking back on how they met.Namjoon wanted to join the music club since he always had a talent for writing lycris and rapping, and so did the other 6 boys. Out of different reasons, but they all had the same goal. Wanting to make music,wanting to do what they love. You also met 'army' your best friend next to Joonie. Army and you went almost to every class together and decided to become friends. Often you all spend time together.

But now we had holidays, everyone had their own time to kill. Army went home to her parents. Some of the boys were here, some of them went home. Namjoon and you spend time together in your apartment. Like now..

It still was before noon but you sat happily chating at the table, eating your breakfast. "Did you read that book already that I gave to you last month?", he asked while slurping on his coffee. You tilted your head, "You mean the one about the 'map of the soul'? Didn't I give that back to you? Saying it was to complicated?", you took another bite from your pancake."Ahh true! You did.. But listen Y/N it isn't that complicated! Look it's just about the shadow,the ego and-", joonie tried to explain but you cut him off with a giggle."What??", he asked now pouting. You leaned over the table and caressed through his hair, "I know you're smart and you love theorys and storylines but I'm very bad at that. You should know Joonie~". Than you stood up and started to clean the kitchen. Namjoon stood up and hugged you from behind, hiding his face in your neck, "You're smart too! Let me help you precious~". You could feel your heart beat faster but tried to sound normal, "Please do~", giggling nervously you continued to wash the dishes. One thing that hasn't changed, was your crush on Namjoon. It got even worse, you were actually so in love with him.

Tomorrow was his birthday. You had to plan something special. So while laying on the couch in the living room you were so lost in your thoughts, that you didn't realise how Joonie cuddled next to you. Laying his head on your chest, hugging you gently he looked at you. Just enjoying your calming nature, your warmth and your whole beeing. You were his safe place, you were always there. You were his home, so it was just normal that he wondered what you could be thinking about. Everytime he looked at you, his heart were going crazy. You were his Love. Opening your eyes, you felt Joonie softly breathing against your neck. You both must have fallen asleep. Laying one hand on his back, you started to caresses over his back muscles. Than all of sudden you heard him growl and grab your hand in his, "Don't tease me!". You laughed in his ear, "Is someone ticklish here?", while caressing over Joonies back with your other hand. He got up on his knees and tried to grab your other hand. Noticing it before he could act, you moved your hand above you. Namjoon tried to grab after it again and started to laugh as he missed. "To slow~", you teased him and pushed his hand away. Trying to get your other hand free in the progess you pushed him slightly off the couch. As Joonie looked at you with his 'death' glare you bursted into giggels and laughs. The wrestle fight between you two continued for a few minutes longer, as like almost everytime something awkward happened.

The two of you had so much fun wrestling, enjoyed the laughs from the other that you didn't notice how close you two had become. Yours were so close to Namjoon's face that you could feel his breath on your cheek. One wrong move and it was done. Joonie finally managed to grab both your hands and grinned like a child that just got sweets, as he noticed the feeling of his lips. They were pressing against something. You stopped to giggel and just layed there, not moving at all. Your brain had left the chat. Your heart was out of control. You two kissed. Without a second thought you closed your eyes, not wanting to meet those of your crush yet. Scared what you would see, scared how he would react. Unsure about what to do you didn't make a move. Than you felt how Joonie's lips continued to kiss yours, it felt gently, soft with a bit of insecurity. Your heart jumped happily and made you kiss him back in the same way. Namjoon still held your hands in his, now pressing them over your head. It didn't hurt, it felt good, dangerously good.

After a few seconds of passionatly making out you heard Namjoons phone go off, that layed on the kitchen table. Both shocked, acting like children they just got caught by their parents doing something forbidden you jumped apart. Joonie stood up, the blush on his face clearly visible, "U-Uh..Sorry Y/N..I..I will look who it is", he said, quickly walking over to take his phone call and to stop the annoying ringtone. As Namjoon was out of the room your brain started to work again. 'WHAT JUST HAPPENED??', you asked yourself,slight panic overcame your body and you stood up. You needed a shower now! You just took your towel with you and went to the bathroom. While opening and closing the door you were so busy thinking how to behave infront of your best friend now, you forgot to lock the door.

'Best Friends huh?', you thought while starting the warm water. 'What are we now? Best friends don't do this kind of stuff! Maybe Best friends with benefits?..No No! We didn't go that far!’, while showering your mind all of sudden started to imagine Namjoon's body infront of your eyes. You saw him a few times walking around without a shirt, he looked so good. Those arm muscles were something else. You often thought about him lifting you up, pressing you against the wall, fucking you against the-.. 'STOP! Get it together Y/N! You can't go crazy just because of one kiss!', you shook your head, trying to forget those thoughts. 'Well it was more like a make out not just a kiss! But his lips felt so soft and the way his strong hand was holding both of mine..', you sighed and almost got teary eyed. You still had no idea how to look in Namjoon's eyes ever again. Lord.. this was so awkward.

After you were done you moved out of the shower door, grabbing the towel. Suddenly the bathroom door opened and a shirtless, just in boxers Joonie was standing there. Mouth agape, eyes almost falling out, blinking a few times and not moving. He just stared at you.

You stared back at him, forgetting you were naked. You couldn't help but to check this fine man out. He was perfect, from his hair to his legs. Namjoon always had a beautiful body. You knew since you saw him back in highschool on the pool. Oh boy, you never would forget this day. The day your crush on Namjoon almost got exposed. Back than you thought it was just a crush, it would go away soon. That was why you behaved openly about it, lucky for you Namjoon was still oblivious back than. He never noticed the looks you gave him, the compliements you made him or the way you got jelaous over other girls. On that pool day you were so excited to see Namjoon shirtless without it beeing weird or awkward. But that feeling was short lived as you saw another girl make out with him in the corner. All your hope got shattered in one second. You didn't know what you had expected, you were just a friend.

Later on you didn't talk to Joonie for 3 days. He always wanted to talk to you, worried what was wrong but you avoided him. After a week you slowly talked again and everything was normal. From him you got to know about his first heat and that he had it with that girl he made out in the pool. You came to the conclusion never to speak about your feelings to him. You weren't a virgin either so you couldn't blame him.

You lost your virginity to one of your friends, Namjoon's friend. Hoseok. He knew about your love towards Namjoon. Everytime you got hurt Hoseok was there. One day, you were so down from seeing Namjoom with this girl that you were crying in a corner were nobody saw you. But someone did. Someone saw you. For someone you were all he could see. To Hoseok you were a Sunshine, beautiful, bright and all he could see. Hoseok found you in that dark, lonely corner and helped you out of it, out of that party. Well, after that Hoseok helped you to make Namjoon jelaous but instead of solving your crush, you slept with Hoseok and had a short realtionship with him. 3 months than it also was over because Namjoon lost his mother. Of course you were at his side, day and night, 24/7, not caring for anyone else at that time. You didn't even care for yourself. You were starving for him. It was unhealthy, Namjoon felt horrible and so did you. All that came to your mind as you saw Joonie standing there shirtless.

Step. Step. Step. You heard Namjoon moving towards you but you didn't move. Paralyzed from the emotions you felt. Frustration,shy, sad but also hot. It was so hot, you could feel how your clit pulsed. "You will catch a cold precious~", joonie said in a soft but deeper voice than usually. He wrapped the towel around you and started to dry your hair gently. Not saying anything else, just helping you calm down, finding your braincells again. "Didn't you bring clothes to change?", he asked looking at you. You shook your head, holding the towel tighter against your body. Joonie laughed, "You're so cute.. I will bring you clothes, wait here~", he said while walking out of the bathroom. Sitting down on the bathtub you waited for him to come back. 'Did I just get horny from him seeing me naked?', you thought, feeling yourself get wet. You couldn't help yourself but to let one hand wander under the towel, caressing over your wet pussy. Playing a bit with your clit, not thinking about Namjoon who could come in any second. You were so turned on. As you heard the door opened you moved your hand quickly back to the towel, looking the most innocent as possible.

"Here, wear that. Its mine.. but I didn't know what to bring you.. all I could find was panties and some socks", joonie stuttered while holding towards you a white shirt and some boxers. "T-They are washed and comfy..", he said while looking at you smiling a bit. You took them and smiled back, "Thank you~". Than you just stared at each other. You didn't wanted him to leave but also didn't wanted to make the situation more weird than it already was. "C-Can I.. Can I help you?", he asked all of sudden while scratching the back of his neck. Looking shy, so adorable. At your confused look he repeated himself more clearly, "Can I help you.. putting your clothes on?". Your mind went blank but you nodded. 'What?', you asked yourself at the same time. 'No! Not now.. I need to go to my room', you bit your lip but your body didn't move a bit. As soon as you felt Namjoon's hands on your shoulders you threw every thought of not wanting this out of the window. You wanted him to touch you. Namjoon carefully started to dry your back with the towel until he reached your ass. Without asking he just grabbed your ass in his big hands and massaged them dry too. "Turn around", he whispered in your ear, his voice gave your chills it sounded so deep. Listening to him you turned around, now your face against his chest. Your eyes looked away to not get caught of beeing horny af.

Namjoon started to dry your shoulders and moved down, grabbing your breasts through the towel and gently rubbing them dry. You tried your best to act normal but failed, as a moan past your lips as he massaged your nippels through the towel. Namjoon didn't stop, he rubbed your stomatch dry and moved down to your thighs, leaving the rest of your body visible.

Biting your lip at the sight you had, Namjoon kneed infront of your thighs, on the same height as your pussy was. The thought alone of him eating you out, almost made you moan again. He rubbed your legs dry and than all off sudden you heard a growl and felt his head pushing between your thighs.

'He is a hybrid! Of course he would smell it!', than it came to you. That's why he was acting like this. Namjoon was about to go in his heat. That all makes sense now. But before you could give it more thought you felt backwards, almost falling into the bathtub. You catched yourself against the wall and couldn't help but to let out another moan. Joonie started to lick against your clit. If you didn't stop him he would eat you out and for sure regret it later. Hybrids in heat tend to lose theirselves in their lust and desire. But that wasn't as easy as you thought, since you were wet as well. Your body screamed for more.

"You taste so good Y/N~ Your smell drives me crazy! Let me have more?", joonie leaned away, looking up at you with blown eyes. Before you could answer you felt one of his fingers gently push into your hole, "You're so wet without me doing anything. You want this too right?". Than he removed his finger and brought it back up to his lips and licked it. "Mhh~", he sucked on it, smirking as he was standing up. Your eyes were now on the perfect height with his crotch. The outline of his semi hard cock was already visible on his boxers. "See? You did this to me Y/N! Since 1 year you tease me and made me wait. But I can't wait anymore! I want to have you as mine~ Please let me have you?", Namjoon asked while rubbing his hand against the outline of his cock. What should you do? You wanted him, like he wanted you. Your hole was clenching now that it had a taste of what it could have. Taking a deep breath you made your descion, "Let's move to the bed first okay Joonie? I'm a bit uncomfortable here~", you said while trying to stand up.

Namjoons ears, that caught your eyes now like how for the first time you saw them, twitched up at your words. Your struggle of standing up ended as his two strong, buff arms lifted you up and carried you out of the bathroom. Your legs moved around his, as you hugged him and enjoyed the touch. You could smell his perfuem, he smelled so good.

Than you felt a spank at your bare ass, "Don't get to comfortable there princess~", he teased, half growled while walking into his room, not closing the door. Namjoon carried you over towards his bed, on the window. He dropped you and leaned over you, starting to kiss you again. This time it felt different, it felt wanted, desired and passionated. You closed your eyes and kissed him back, laying your arms around his back. Caressing through his hair you felt his lips move down your neck, kissing it, sucking it and leaving a few hickeys on it. Than he kissed down your chest, leaving hickeys here and there too, while Joonie's hands gently massaged your breasts, circeling your nippels. The moment you felt a tug on one of your nippels you moaned and qickly bit your lip afterwards. You enjoyed that feeling so much that your nippels got hard, rubbing your thighs together and moaning as he pressed his lips to one of your breasts, sucking on the nippel. You tossed your head from one side to the other. Joonie's lips felt so good on your skin. You loved beeing marked, you loved beeing his.

After all this years, where you made yourself cum over and over again while imagine this situation, you finally could make it reality. You for sure looked fucked out, eyes blown wide, hair messed up, hickeys everywhere, nippels hard and your pussy was dripping wet.

"P-Please more Joonie~", you whined as he still played with your nippels. Namjoon looked up to you and what he saw made his dick just harder. You looked so good under him, he would ruined you more. His dick painfully pressed against his boxers at the thought of finally taking you. Finally you would be his. Not Hoseoks! His! How he hated the thought of seeing you with him. Namjoon liked Hoseok, they're friends. But he never would forgive himself for noticing the love he felt for you not sooner. For leting Hoseok having you first. Now you would be his! His forever. He wanted to breed you one day, but now it was to early. "Be carefull what you wish for princess~", he said while kissing down to your legs, spreading them gently. "Your smell is driving me insane. You're so beautiful!", he growled and started to kissing your thighs, leaving hickeys all over them. Namjoon moved one finger through your slit, to your hole and started circeling it. He loved to see you whine and beg under him. His dominace came out to play, in such times. You loved his dominate side. Or how would army call that? Duality! Yes! You loved his Duality!

"What do you want precious? You have to tell me otherwise Daddy doesn't know~", joonie whispered against your clit, he gave it a gently lick. You moaned, wanting to close your legs. Joonie held them open and did the same thing again. "Is that what you want? Want me to lick your clit? To suck it and flick it with my tongue until you are sore?". He did it again, this time adding more pressure on your clit. Your legs started to shake as you moaned louder, "Please daddy!~ Please put your fingers in me! Play with my clit!", your voice gave out as you begged. Namjoon growled and pushed his head in your cunt. At his limit to control himself any longer, he pushed 2 fingers gently in your hole and let you adjust to them. His tongue sucked your clit and flicked it all few seconds. He loved your moans, the way your legs were shaking and your walls clenched around his fingers. After a few seconds he started to move his fingers in and out at the steady pace, which got faster in minutes. Joonie tried to thrust them as deeply as possible, making the 'come here' gesture. You couldn't help but to moan loudly, your mind was blank, the only thing you could think off was Namjoon and his long fingers. The only thing that you could hear was your moans and the wet, dirty noises from your pussy. Namjoon's fingers fucked you at a insane speed. You were so close, your legs started to shake more. You caressed your hands through his hair. "Are you close princess? You're clenching so much! Cum! Cum on my tongue! Let me taste you~", he whispered as sucked more on your clit, biting it slightly, carefully. Than you just saw white, something in you snapped and you let your head fall into namjoons pillow. You just came, all over namjoons tongue and fingers,even the sheets were wet. You squirted.

"Did my precious girl just squirt for me?", Joonie said while looking up at your hard breathing face. You tried to calm down, to figure out what just happened but you had no chance as Namjoon moved his fingers slowly again. "I wonder if you can do that again? You came so quickly, maybe you can squirt again? Come on! Show me your dirty side precious~", joonie sounded not like himself. It was the lion speaking. The lion that he hold back for all those years finally was free now and it wanted everything you could offer.

Namjoon flicked your clit once again, sucking on it a bit more. His fingers thrusting into you at a faster speed. You didn't know what do to with yourself other than just to moan and push your cunt against his fingers, wanting to feel more. "You want even more? What a naughty girl you are! Are you that needy to be filled? Than come on! Take one finger more~ I will fill your needy hole!", joonie pushed one more finger in your dripping pussy. All three fingers were moving deep inside you, while the flicks on your clit just got more intense. Than your eyes rolled back and you came again. All over his fingers, more wetness dripped down your ass over to the sheets. "What a good girl you are! You deserve to have my cocķ! But let me clean you up first precious", namjoon said as he removed his fingers from your hole and licked them clean. Joonie leaned down and started to lick your hole , "You made such a mess~ Everything is wet because of that needy pussy of yours~", he slightly pushed his tongue in your hole, moved it around a bit. You whined and bit your lip as you felt his tongue inside, moving deeper. It felt so good but also so new to you.

After a few seconds he leaned away and moved away from your cunt, "Are you ready to get owned by daddy? Are you ready to be filled precious?", joonie asked while removing his boxers. His cock jumped out and your eyes grew wide. It was huge. You wanted to have it in your mouth, you wanted to suck him off. Just as you were about lean up, Namjoon pushed you down in the matress again, "Next time princess! I can't wait anymore! I need to feel your thight walls around me! Get ready precious Daddy will push his cock into you now~". You could feel the tip of his dick sliding up and down on your cunt, as he looked at you. "Look at me when I take you! Look into my eyes as my cock spreads you apart! I want to see your face when I pount into you and hit your sweet spot~", joonie moaned and grabbed my chin, to make me look at him. You got fluestered as you saw his eyes, dark and wild but beautiful and full of love.

Soon you felt his tip pushing into you, before with a 'plop' his whole, huge cock was inside. You felt so full, but in a good way. Even if it's burnt a bit in the beginning, after seconds you just felt incredible pleasure. The need to be fucked, to be ruined. "P-please move joonie~", you moaned while he leaned over you. Namjoon grabbed both of your hands and pinned them over your head,he hold them together without even trying. "I told you to be carefull with what you wish for precious~ Now you gonna get it!", he growled and started to move his hips in a hard and deep pace. You throw your head back again and moaned at the feeling. Namjoon hit your g-spot everytime he thrusted deeo into you. Your walls felt so warm and clenched around him. "Do you feel this?", he asked while giving one hard thrust, hitting your g-spot. "Next time I will breed you and fuck my seed deep inside your pretty pussy", he growled while getting faster and leaning down, kissing you. You couldn't help but to scream at his new pace, kissing him back passionatly. You were close, you would cum for the third time today. With him now pounding into you, having his eyes closed and moaning himself you just couldn't control yourself at this sight. You screamed Namjoon's name and came again. With that Namjoon stopped and leaned down to your ear.

"What a needy princess you are~ You came again and you still clenching around my cock~ Are you okay precious? Do you want more?", joonie kissed your ear gently and sucked on it a bit. You were so fucked out but you wanted to feel him cum too, wanted to pleasure him too, "I want you too cum too, Joonie Please use me!~", you whispered in his ear and kissed it too.

Namjoons hand caressed your cheek, pulling out of you, "Turn around than! Kneel over the beed, face to the window". Doing what he said, you had the perfect few out of the glass window. You were high up so there was no chance for someone to actually see you, but you could see people walking by, sitting on their desks and eating food. It made you just more wet. The thought of someone might see you getting fucked against a window turned you on.A spank against your ass made you whine and you forgot all those thoughts you had. "Lean forward! Press your breasts against the window!", he caressed over your back. You followed every word he said, now hissing at the feeling of the cold glass against your hard nippels.

Busy with geting used to the new feeling you weren't ready when Namjoon pushed his cock back into you. He pushed deep inside your cunt, leaning over you. You could feel his breath against your ear, over the back of your neck. "Do you like this precious? Does it turn you on that those people could see you naked, getting fucked by me?", he whispered in your ear while slowly starting to thrust into you. With every thrust your breasts bounced and rubbed against the window. You moaned and glass started to blurr. A few minutes later Joonie was fucking into you faster,you could feel his balls slappinh against your clit everytimd he pushed in. You closed your eyes and moaned louder, not seeing clear anymore. "Open your eyes princess! Look at this women with her child!", he growled while spanking your ass, he loved the way it jiggled everytime. Scared to got caught you opened them and looked down, out of the window to a bit older women than your mum. "What would you do if your mum saw us like this? Would you cum infront of her? Would she still think I'm a good school boy?", with every word joonie thrustes deep into you than pulling almost completly out and thrusting deep into you again. This had you screaming and the thought alone made you cum again. You let yourself fall against the window and tried to catch your breath. "See I knew you would squirt for me again~ What a good girl~ Now let me cum on your ass precious!", namjoon moaned while grabbing my hips and pouding into you like the lion he is. A few minutes later he whispered in your ear, "Happy Birthday to me", than he pulled out and came all over your red ass. You had just enough strenght to lift your gaze out of the window to the clock. It was 1 minute past midnight, Namjoons birthday was today and you had no present.

You were so tired. You hadn't noticed when Joonie stood up and came back with a wet towel and clothes to get you cleaned up. "Are you okay precious? Was I to rough? Let me help you", he caressed through you hair and lifted you up to lay your head on the pillow. You yawned and shook your head, "You were perfect joonie~". Namjoon cleaned you up and smiled at your words, "Everything I said was true. I love you Y/N! I hope you know that!", he sat next to you and wanted to put the clothes on you. As you heard the words you always wanted to hear, the words you already gave up on to hear, you jumped up suddenly wide awake. You craweld on his lap and grabbed his cheeks in both your hands, "WHAT? Say that again!", you thought that you had dreamt he said it and you just looked like a psycho now. But that thought changed as he took your hands in his, "I love you Y/N! I always have. I always wanted to be more than friends. Please be mine?". You jaw dropped not knowing how to react. "Love- I- do- too", came out and than you kissed him. This time the kiss felt complete. Namjoon chuckled and kissed your back,still holding your hands as he pulls you closer. You ended up falling asleep in the same bed, cuddling each other that night. The night on Namjoons birthday.

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>> 5 years later <<

The last the day of your study live, that was today for you and for your boyfriend Namjoon. He already got your present, the other boys, your friend army and you gave him a huge birthday cake with a song they prepared called, >"Magic shop". It was such a sweet, beautiful song. Namjoon cried on your shoulder as he heard that song, he was so happy and touched. But of course he would get his 'special' present today night from you.

"Now, before we say goodbye and I let you leave this classroom, tell me where do you see yourself in 10 years?", asked our class teacher for the last years. As Namjoon's answer came up he said, "I want to be a dad", while looking at you, smiling before looking at the teacher who laughed. You got fluestered and looked first at your friend army, who smirked and clapped with the rest of the boys and than back at Namjoon who winked at you.

After a while your turn came up, already knowing what you wanted you said, "I want to be a mum", winking back at your boyfriend Joonie. More clapping was heard and army started to laugh. Namjoon was the one blushing now and looked down at his calender. It said September 12th.

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bubblelockerwhitter · 3 years

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Midoriya and [Y/N] are Roomates.

They are seniors in college just having a party with their friends to celebrate their test results and Midoriya’s birthday as surprise.

College AU (No quirks) + Friends since first year of college.

Warning: [Y/N] having a breakup with their shitty partner before party, consumption of alcohol.

Boku No Hero Academia © Kohei Horikoshi

✏The One-shot was written to entertain not offend. If the plot of the story or the narrative is not your liking, save your negativity and leave from the story ✍

✏ The characters are Age-up in this story ✍

“Let’s break up”

“Huh?” Your stomach churned at the cold voice coming from your partner and your voice was hoarse from the tightness of your throat.

“I said let’s break, I'm no longer have feelings for you because of your mindless attitude. Did I make it clear to you?” Your partner said and walked away a few seconds in the gym.

“You are the one who started this, no matter how hard I try to love and support you, you always underestimate me like you don't care. Are you at least listening to yourself?” You smiled bitterly as they turned to look at you, it looked like a lying expression like any idiot who does not want to take responsibility.

Cowardice.

When they got close to you, for the first time you blocked their way.

“Do not bother to come back to me crying, not least in the surprise of my roommate, You Human Waste” You were heading to the exit to then wipe the tears that flowed in your eyes with not pleasant feelings.

It was a sunset, the leaves were dancing with the wind and a crowd followed with music was at the entrance of the party after the whole class celebrated their test results. Others came out better, others did badly and decided to go to the party to get the feelings out with high substances.

Midoriya Izuku received your message saying to come immediately as his group is also calling him for help from the place where the other party room was located. Then he came and then his sight went dark.

“W-Woaah! W-Who are you?!” The green-haired man was alarmed after feeling hands covering his emerald eyes from behind.

“Guess who I am?” You lengthened the phrase with a song.

“O-Oh, [L/N]-san. It’s just you” He let out a sigh after turning to see you, but you quickly tried to escape his gaze because your worst state of your face, “[L/N]-san?”

“Hm, Hm. Come on, put the blindfold on you and follow me, Mr. broccoli boy!” You put the blindfold on him quickly and take his hand so that he would not trip, he let out a small shriek from the physical contact as always when it comes to you, knowing you, you are one affectionate.

He wanted to protest then but he was silent with no options, nothing more than to obey you.

But He can't help but ask.

"Where are you taking me? D-Don't tell me it's a bad joke like always, [L/N]-san!" He pouted stiffly but as always he is on guard when it's something suspicious.

When you both reached the place where you were to take your college roommate, you stood behind him leading him with your hands on his shoulders in the dark room.

“Easy, pal. This time i'm serious with you”

“[L-L/N]-san?”

...

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MIDORIYA IZUKU!” Close friends from college screamed at once and throwing confetti with cannons everywhere, applause and blessings from friends. Midoriya Izuku couldn’t believe everything that has happened, never in his life has he felt so happy with so many people around.

They were the Bakusquad group, The leader as always Bakugou Katsuki and his henchmen, Kirishima Eijiro, Sero Hanta, Kaminari Denki and Ashido Mina and obviously the birthday boy's group as Dekusquad, Iida Tenya, Uraraka Ochako, Todoroki Shoto and Tsuyu Asui.

And the rest were never missing, they are Yaoyorozu Momo, Jiro Kyoka, Hagakure Toru, Aoyama Yuga were preparing the snacks, drinks from the kitchen next door and the music.

Sato Rikido, Koda Koji, Shoji Mezo, Tokoyami Fumikage, Ojiro Mashirao and Mineta Minoru were still detailing the cake and inflating the balloons and then sticking them on the ceiling and everywhere without stopping and the room is already full of people from another class even and people outside the college.

They danced a lot with the music and had fun with activity games like truth and dare, the kiss with alcohol and the throwing of balls into the glasses with music and the war with alcohol and who owed more. There should never be a lack of drama with Bakugou Katsuki and Midoriya Izuku always competing with each other but in the end they are always tied.

Many greeted Izuku, high fives and hugs, there were the gifts for him at the end the birthday song.

“Thank you guys!” The emerald eyes are in shock still surprised a few tears fell but he quickly wiped them with the forearm of his shirt.

“It was all thanks to [L/N] [Y/N]-san, after all she is the one who remembers birthdays the most and very ready with the parties also we all owed you a big favor too” Kirishima wrapped an arm around your neck attracting the group with a funny laugh, “How you worked a lot you deserve it every sconds, right, guys?” Most of the class nodded the fact.

“You don't have to remember it, Kirishima-kun“ You murmured in giggles after getting out of grip.

There is still warmth.

“ [Y/N]-san” You were surprised when he called by your name since he always used your last name.

...

When you smile at me.

“U-Uh? What is it?” To be fair he was sober and not drunk despite the large bottle he has taken with the competition with Bakugou Katsuki.

His lips are already brushed against your cheek.

...

I already forgot those unpleasant feelings thanks to you.

“L-Let’s dance and laugh together!” He took your hand and then led you to the exit while the group celebrated and shouted at both of you although everyone was drunk. Despite Izuku didn’t let you see his expression but his ears were in a red tone, betraying him.

You smiled while your tears flowed.

“Sure!”

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honghunni · 3 years

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A zoo trip with Taehyun

Gender neutral fluff with light sexual themes

Plus some mild yeonbin angst that may be potentially triggering for anyone that is sensitive to themes of infidelity and cluster B disorders

Short oneshot

Today is your boyfriend's birthday. He's always expressed a love for animals so you thought the best present was a trip to the zoo. While briefly waiting at the entrance gate you see Taehyun happily bouncing toward you. "Touch!" He says while lightly hitting your shoulders and continuing on. "I want to see the meerkats."

"Taehyun we have to pay... also you haven't even said hi to me properly! Just because it's your birthday that doesn't mean you can ignore me." "Oh, sorry. I'm just excited, well if you just want me to say hi." He jogs backwards and turns towards you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his forehead against yours. "Hi." He says before kissing you.

As soon as you pay he has run off again. You quickly find him at the meerkat enclosure cooing at the meerkats. He presses his face close to the glass looking straight at one of them. "It looks like one of my roommates." He says. "Which one? You have 4." You asked

"Huening Kai." He answered.

You had to practically drag him away from every exhibit. After exploring for a while you end up in the aquarium section. Taehyun points at a small angelfish. "That one is me." He then turns around and points at the other tank. "That one is you." You look too see an ocean sunfish.

"That is the ugliest fucking thing I've ever seen I hate you." You griped.

Taehyun laughed.

Further into the aquarium was a darkroom with bio luminescent fish. Taehyun approached the large tank with comb jellyfish. The blueish light softly illuminated his face; the water refraction cavorting across his skin, his eyes seemingly glowing themselves with fascination.

You feel like you could look at him like this forever.

He glanced around seeming to check if anyone else was around then looked over to you. "You look nice in this lighting." Taehyun intoned softly while walking towards you. You didn't notice he was backing you into a corner until your back hit the wall and his hand was resting on the wall next to your head. He leaned next to your ear and whispered. "Do you think it's dark enough that we wouldn't get caught?"

He went to kiss you but you stopped him by placing your hand around his neck. "Seriously...... not here Taehyun."

He grabbed your hand off of his neck gripping your wrist tightly and kissing you deeply. After a short while he pulled away and as he did so you almost felt as if your soul left your body. "I'll kiss you like that again if you can find me." He sprinted off.

You searched for him for maybe 10 minutes before finding him again at a snack stand with 2 small plates of food and 2 drinks under his arm. He walked over and handed one of the plates to you, you both sat across from each other. Taehyun opened the map of the zoo and layed it on the table, looking over it while eating trying to decide what he wants to do next. He then pointed at the map. "Reptile experience..." he murmered to himself. "You want to go to that?" You said. He nodded and kept putting (too much) food in his mouth. He waited for you to finish before taking your hand. "We need to go now if I'm going to hold the snake they bring one out every 2 hours." He said practically dragging you to the reptile house.

You sat down at an amphitheatre as a zookeeper brought out a large python, some people were scared and some people weren't phased. Taehyun was clearly excited and was completely enveloped in everything the keeper was saying, his hands were clasped together in excitement. As soon as the keeper asked who wants to hold the snake Taehyun shot up and of course was chosen.

The snake was placed around his shoulders and it's head turned toward him and flicked it's tongue on his nose which caused him to giggle. You won't lie for some reason he looked hot handling a snake. When his turn was over he excitedly ran to you. "THE SNAKE'S NAME IS BREADSTICK I LOVE IT!" he exclaimed. Taehyun looked down at his phone and his smile died down a bit. "I have to leave my roomates planned a house party for me..." He said. "Will you walk home with me? I want to be with you longer."

His house is on the way home to yours so you didn't see any reason to reject him. "Sure, I'll go with you." You answered. His smile brightened.

You left and got on the next bus to arrive and both sat at the very back.

"Taehyun."

He turned to look at you

"You said you would kiss me like you did earlier if I found you again. I found you 30 minutes ago." You tempted him.

Taehyun moved closer to you and smiled "So an aquarium is a no but the back of a bus is fine?" He joked. He placed one hand gently on your face and one on your thigh he stared into your eyes briefly before kissing you. After a while you forgot you were even on a bus, luckily Taehyun was still aware and was able to press the button behind him when your stop came up. When he finally pulled away you had arrived. "Wait we are here? But it takes 20 minutes it's only been like 2 minutes at most?" You felt confused. He looked back at you still smiling while walking to the door of the bus. "We were making out for 20 minutes, are you going to get off and walk to my house with me or keep going to your house?" He asked.

You got up and hooked your arm around his and started the short 7 minute walk to his house. "It's kind of cute that you lost track of time." Said Taehyun. "I didn't know I had that sort of effect on you." He was clearly proud of himself.

As soon as you arrived at his house two of his roomates Huening Kai and Beomgyu came out chanting birthday songs at Taehyun placing a party hat on his head and surrounding him. Not even realising you were there, Taehyun was dragged away into the house and he was just able to say goodbye to you. As they went inside two of his other roomates walked out. Soobin and Yeonjun. Yeonjun was eating cheetos and Soobin had a slice of cake on a plate. "Sorry about them dragging him away they are excited." Said Yeonjun. "Do you want this cake?" Offered Soobin. "Sure." You took the cake.

"You know you can come in and join us." Yeonjun said.

"Thank you but parties aren't my thing and I'm busy." You replied.

Yeonjun stuffed both of his cheeks with cheetos and waved at you while walking inside.

"I'll walk you to the bus stop I need a break from them." Soobin sighed.

You felt quite safe walking with Soobin since he was so large.

"Taehyun talks about you a lot and is so loyal to you.. I'm jealous."

"Oh, do you not have a partner?" You asked him as you both sat down at the bus stop.

"I do." He answered "Yeonjun is my boyfriend. But he's a bit........" Soobin paused for quite some time. "He's not a bad person but he has bad behaviour. I know he loves me but he only feels good about himself if he..." He paused again trying to find the right words.

"He only feels good about himself if he feels wanted by multiple people and he's explained to me why he feels that way, he's in a bit of a destructive cycle right now."

"Are you saying he cheats?" You questioned.

"I wouldn't really call it that but, I guess so. I know he's unwell and he doesn't actually have much control over it but it hurts...." You remembered Taehyun had talked about one of his roomates having mental health issues. I guess it was Yeonjun he was talking about. You hugged Soobin.

"We both go to therapy so we are dealing with it, I wish I was in his head sometimes so I could understand a bit better but I also from what he described really don't want to." He somewhat sadly giggled to himself. The bus pulled up and you stood up to get on the bus. You looked back at Soobin. "I hope you and Yeonjun become happier. Thank you for walking me to the bus." You said.

Soobin smiled "Thank you for listening."

You sat at the back again and watched Soobin wave at you as you drove off.

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Scott Pilgrim’s Precious Little Life Review

Happy Birthday To Me, as I continue my birthday celebration by taking a look at comics that have a personal connection to me.. And for our main feature, i’m taking a look at the first volume of a series that was vitally important to a teenage me, Scott Pilgrim.

Scott Pilgrim is the brainchild of Brian Lee’O’Malley. O’Malley came up with the concept from a number of things. Being a fan of the band Plumtree, O’Malley was curious about the name of their song “Scott Pilgrim” and wondered who this Scott Pilgrim guy was. So over the years he slowly built the guy up in the back of his mind using bits of his life and what not. As for why he ends up fighting 7 evil exes, that came from a discussion with his then girlfriend, later wife and currently ex-wife Hope Larson, where he threw off the joke that her exes should form some kind of League. After finishing his first solo work Lost at Sea, O’Malley decided Scotty would be his next project and the rest is history. To date while O’Malley has written two works since, Seconds which is delightful and Snotgirl which didn’t grab me but I intend to try again, Scott remains his most popular work, in large part due to it’s SUBLIME video game and movie adaptations, the former of which is finally getting a rerelease next month.

The series charm is in it’s style: A manga styled comic that combines two desperate kinds of story: Shonen Fight Manga and Slice of Life Indie Comics. The story shifts from Scott going through normal life stuff while trying to make his new relationship work and get his shit together and Scott getting into big bombastic fights with his new sweetie’s exes for the right to keep dating her and to you know, stay alive. The series effortlesly blends a video game like world with real grounded characters and is wonderful for it. As for where I came in, one Free Comic Book day I found a little comic named Free Scott Pilgrim, which I genuinely loved and was instantly charmed by it’s humor and well done art. So I picked up the second and third volumes of the series proper and the first once I could find it and the rest ,as they say, is history. For my high school life, this was one of hte most important things in it and I wrote fanfiction, which I thankfully never put online and in general enjoyed the hell out of the series. Then I just kind of.. let it sit on my shelf for a while. It wasn’t BAD, I just never got back to it and as the franchise went dormant I just sorta slept on it and the movie and that part of me...

Cut to a few weeks ago, when Comixology did a massive sale for black friday that marked a ton of Graphic Novels down to just 1 buck each, and the color editions of Scott Pilgrim happened to be part of this, though only volume 1 was that cheap. But thanks to my best friend micheal and an early christmas/birthday present I got the rest and got to revisit the series as a whole, with me rethinking my previous thoughts of volume 1 and thus.. wanting to review it and share both why this series is so damn special and what’s good, and what’s not so good about it. I’ll also be covering the game, once i’ts re-released, and the movie once i’m finsihed with the comics so look out for that. And get ready to take a trip to the glorious land of canada...

As a heads up and as you can tell i’ll be using the color version as while I could get scans of the black and white, I prefer the color version. While the black and white was fine and always will be, I think the impressive coloring job really adds to thing and makes the already great fight scenes pop more, as well as making certain background elements stand out a bit. While it does negate the black and white gags, the tradeoff is more than worth it. That being said either version is fine so if you can get the black and white cheaper that’s fine and i’ve kept my original copies, with volumes 4 -6 having been picked up as they came out.

So as our story starts we meet our hero: Scott Pilgrim Age 23, a charming but jobless and kind of sketchy possible college graduate whose really been adrift in his life since a breakup about a year ago. And when our story opens he’s taken a turn for a worse and decided to date sweet but naive and inexperinced Knives Chau, a 17 year old girl. And why yes the power dynamics there are messed up and why yes Scott is pretty damn sketchy in this moment in time, and while yes I am aware the age of consent in canada is 16, it dosen’t make this any less greasy and the story knows that. And how it knows that MOST of his friends aren’t on board. The only ones who seems to is Stephen Stiles, leader of Sex Bomb-Omb, the band scott’s in with one of the best names ever and even then it’s hard to tell if he’s being sarcastic or just a total douche. The other, Young Neil Nordgraf, Stephen’s roomate, is well 19 or 20 and kind of a dipshit so we just ignore him. I used to use him as kind of a projection, to put myself in the adventure when I was younger as Neil kind of lacks personality in the comics but in the comics.. he’s not hte best or most complex character. He is great in the movie though and Edgar Wright did an amazing job fleshing him out. The rest of his circle are .. not so permissive. His best friend, roomate and king of all gays for all time Wallace Wells very much does not want to come with Scott to school to pick her up because every part of that sentence after hurt to type. Granted Scott gets him to come with him with promises of boys, but frankly knowing wallace he was probably just playing along/wants to protect this poor child. His ex and fellow bandmate Kim is clearly bothered by it and is flat out worried Scott is taking advantage of her. Kim and Wallace are easily my faviorites both for personality and because I have a massive crush on both. With Wallace it just didn’t manifest till the reread. Finally Scott’s kid sister Stacey chews him out over it before genuinely wondering if he’s gone insane or he’s actually happy. For my two cents: he’s not. He WANTS to be, but he dosen’t know how. And as someone whose both neurotypical, which given Scott’s troubles with empathy and relating to people like yours truly I strongly suggest he is, and has struggled with depression I can relate to that. He wants to move on but he just.. can’t, he just wants to get past the haze he’s been in since Envy dumped him.. but he dosen’t know how. So instead of doing someting constructive or finding a job or anything .. he just took the first and easiest way out of his depression he could. I’ve done that with video games and stuff. Scott did that by entering a relationship that’s really easy, requires only so much effort, and is with someone who utterly adores, looks up to him and will never expect better. Being with Knives makes him feel better.. but it dosen’t MAKE him a better person. As i’ve made clear dating someone just for a boost makes him actively worse and had fate not intervened, I shudder to think what Scott might have become. That being said his actoins are still creepy and since Scott has a habit of landing ass backwards into being an asshole here’s a counter to track that. That’s 2 for doing this overall, one for tleling her to be good, and 1 for trying to ply wallace with underage boys.

Your the Scum of the Earth Scott Counter: 1

Thankfully fate does and Scott’s dreams, ones of him crawling through a desert alone, are interupted by a mysterious pink haired girl on skates. The next day he’s just sort of in a daze, kind of confused, and even more so when he sees her IN REAL LIFE, while at the library with Knives. He’s understandably frazzled but ends up finding out he’s not hallucinating when talking to MIcheal Cormeau. Micheal is a minor character and another artist and friend of o malley’s who represents that one guy in social circles who knows everybody. And indeed he knows the mystery girl, Ramona Flowers and that she’s there. Scott TRIES talking her up but just creeps her out, so Scott goes with plan b and decides to ask around about her. Enter Sandra and Monique, two college aquantinces of Scott, who just sorta show up at major events and aren’t that developed or intresting. They turn him to Julie who forbids him to date her. To which I say.

Naturually we’ll aslo be needing a counter for this.

Shut Up Julie Counter: 1

Scott however did find out she’s a delivery girl for Amazon Canada, and thus orders some CD’s on Wallace’s Credit card to hopefully see her. And while his behavior IS obessive.. it’s understandable. I’d be weirdly obessed with finding someone too if they showed up in my dreams every day and were apparently a real person. I’d probably play it cooler but still i’ts kind of understandable. So after a day with knives in which he’s clearly checked out she kisses him, he freaks out and it’s very clear that while Scott’s good at attracting women he’s just.. not good with his emotions and has finally woken up to how messed up this is, but has no idea how to get out now he’s intrested in someone he actually has a future with maybe. Speaking of Scott’s package and Ramona finally arrive. Scott’s move is to.. ask her out abrubtly but after he mentions her Dreams, Ramona finally puts two and two together and explains things: She’s been using Subspace, a seris of highways connected by the subconcious and apparently more common in america, though it’s later revealed she was taught this but being the first book with a lot of the lore and what not ironed out this is fine. Point is she was just using his dreams as transit and didn’t mean to get him obessed. Scott continues to try his schtick and eventually gets her to agree to hang out with him. Why she does I generally do not know, as SCott basically fell ass backwards over himself conversationally, but whatever. If he didn’t succeed we wouldn’t have a plot.

That being said things pick up a bit with the date though. The scene is really good and simply just the two.. talking. Having plesant conversations getting to know one another. That good stuff. it’s just really nice to read and it’s hard to explain why. Highlights include Scott’s x-men patch, Ramona not wanting to talk about her last job and Scott admitting he hasn’t been obessed in a long time.. and it comes off sweet rather htan creepy like that sounds. It just means he hasn’t fell this head over heels felt like this. As I said Knives was easy.. but this is hard.. and this.. feels right. So as things Snow Ramona yanks scott through subspace to escape the blizzard.

So we end up back at Ramona’s place and she offers some tea which leads to one of the best gags of the volume as she lists them off:

So Ramona goes to get Scott a blanket, Scott ends up following finds her changing, and she decides to warm him up another way.. by embracing him... cue.. the inevitible really.

It feels organic though: The two are clearly attracted to each other and while Scott came on as strong as freaking colossus, he still rebounded well once they hung out and he could relax a bit and show the scott underneath the lairs of dumbass. The two end up cuddling in bed and Scott seems..genuiley happy saying he needed this... awwwwwww. They part the next morning with him asking her to his band’s performance.

So Scott finds Wallace at home who says what Scott needs to hear “You need to break up with your fake highschool girlfriend scott’ Granted the entire first 40 pages could’ve been titled that but now he’s actively cheating. He’s also got a letter.

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It’s a death threat Scott barely grazes through, just like an email earlier.

But scott’s more concerned with his emotional distress.. i.e. the consequences of his throughly shitty actions finally hitting him in the face.

Scott heads to practice for his gig and can’t bring himself to break up with knives, but does find out about the opposition: Crash and the Boys, based on an NES game title because of course it is. Crash, their leader, Joel their baseplayer who scott hates because he hates all other baseplayers (”I don’t hate myself kim) and Trasha, an 8 year old progedy they found playing Drum Mania. Don’t ask me what that is, i’m not going to get every refrence.

So at the show Scott runs into Stacey and her new boyfriend Jimmy with Stacey being supportive. And then Knives shows up and then RAMONA SHOWS UP. Oh no scott’s cheating might be discovered!

So Scott books it while we’re introduced to Crash and the Boys. Wallace heckles them, to the band’s annoyance, until they eventually get fed up and we easly get the best gag of the volume. I was wrong this clearly tops the tea thing.

So Crash and The Boys continue to play their set, including a song that supposdely kills the audience but really knocks them out.. which of course bothers kim because they play next. Meanwhile Ramona and Stacey meet and the two really get along.. and come back to find the audience ko’d and Wallace Making out with Stacey’s boyfriend. Oh no! Which is a dick move, no question. But Stacey’s next move is questionable even for a 19 year old: She says “You won’t steel another guy from me and tells wallace to sit over there”. Okay Stacey even if he is bi, and this series has trouble with the concept of bisexuals we’ll get into that later trust me, he made out with someone else entirely while on a date with you. Wallace is still an asshole, it’s part of his charm.. but it dosen’t change the fact your date kissed someone else seconds after you were gone and has been eyballing him all night, as seen even above. He’s not into you as you thought, just accept it, move on, and kick Jimmy in the balls and then wallace like a proper lady. So Scott prepares to play and this happens

And it’s here, at the very end of the comic the series main premise finally kicks in and the world takes it’s true shape. It’s a world where an indie comedy about a mess of a being putting his life together after finding his dream girl.. also has said mess being forced to get into fist fights with wizards, movie stars, vegans, half-ninjas, twin roboticists and a katana wielding douchenozzle record exec in order to continue to have the right to date his girlfriend.

It’s where the series charm comes from and really what made it a huge sucess so it’s no suprise this volume perks up immensley for the climax. I’ll get more into it’s pacing problem at the end. For now it’s fight time and as we find out in a hilarious and awesome turn.. Scott is the best fighter in toronto.. which just makes me REALLLY want a Scott Pilgrim version of letterkenny. I mean who wouldn’t want to see wayne fight some guy who can turn his hands into dragons or see Squireely Dan do E.Honda’s hand slap move from streetfighter or see the skids all fuse into one mega emo. It’s just.. the possiblities are as endless as they are wonderous and I want this now.

But yeah as Patel is both the first boss and Scott’s first real opponent Scott.. handles him really easily. This was by design as O’Malley wanted a shonen progression to the fights.. and honestly it’s a great way to do things. Since the fights are styled after shonen and video games, and both have power based progression in bad guys and threats, it just made sense. Patel.. is just pathetic even with his magic powers, and his habit of sending letters and emails just pounds it in. Though he is right to be a bit pissed Scott didn’t read a letter he hand delivered in a snowstorm. That’s just a tad rude.

Mid-Fight, Scott, now he knows the whole evil ex boyfriend thing, wonders what Matt and Ramona’s past is and while Matthew refuses to tell.. Ramona spills easily. It was midddle school, all the jocks wanted her for whatever reason, likely because from experince in high school, guys really like indie girls. Matthew was the only non-white non jock, so they teamed up and with her strength and his mystic powers they beat them.. but since his use had dried up, she flipped him off and left. Matthew dosen’t take this well and summons demon hipster chicks to fight while Scott and co, minus ramona, fight back with a finger gun routine and block his fire balls before propelling Scott into matthew somehow, and landing the KO Evil Exes Left: 6 Matthew bursts into coins though fun fact, O’Malley says the Exes all respawned back at home afterwords and learned their lesson. With Pattel I genuinely don’t think he did... but clearly given his penchant for formality what with the letters and emails, he probably felt it’d break protocol to attack before the rest were done. He probably jsut formed a hipster emo band and found more sucess using his magic for that instead and just forgot about the whole thing. Could be wrong but that’s what i’m going with. So Scott asks Ramona to go out with him then make out with him, both of which she says yes to. Nice one scotty boy. Ramona then explains the whole evil exes thing: He’ll have to defeat each one as they come after him, and while Scott wonders if they’ll come one at a time Ramona’s not sure. As time will bear out, Scott is MOSTLY correct as most exes take him one on one, with the exception of the twins. But since as I said earlier the twins are basically one person, and as we’ll find out by choice, so it’s an exception. Plus their the last step before the final boss, so by that token it’s a bit fairer to have the penultimate boss get an unfair advantage. Scott is fine with that, he and Ramona share another moment and a kiss.. but Scott makes the mistake of asking if gideon is one and Ramona’s head starts glowing with her dodging the subject, though still going out with SCott and him worried.. it just feels.. off. not a bad ending but the only one of the series three cliffhanger endings that just dosen’t work for me, especailly since it is a bit before the Gideon mystery really picks up steam again. But with that we close this chapter

FINAL THOUGHTS:

Precious Little Life is a decent start to the story. While Scott is loathsome at first, he’s still a compelling character and does get more likeable as things go, the humor when it is there shines and is one of the series best assets and while the fight is short and only at the end, it is oh so glorious especailly in cover with the impacts taking cues from the movie. It’s a good intro to Scott’s world and ther’es a reason the movie adapts this book the closest as it sets up the cast and premise well, with only Stephen Stiles feeling a bit off and ONLY for the first few chapters. The volume is only really held back by it’s pacing, as before Scott runs into ramona in his dream the story feels a bit sluggish as we’re just watching some douche date a high school kid. While it is necessary to set up the world, it just dosen’t have the snappy pacing the series would be known for and that makes the rest of the series more charming. it’s nto BAD.. but it’s not FANTASTIC like the series would become. What keeps it from being bad is simple: These aren’t general badness signs but more just O’Malley coming into his owna nd getitng better and better as the book goes, to the point that by the next book the pacing is much better and by book 3 onwards he has it down pat. Overall not a BAD volume but certaionly the weakest of the bunch.. which given it’s still really good says something about the ride we’re in for. I’ll be back sometime in the future, likely january. Yup i’m taking on YET ANOTHER PROJECT. but since this one, while clearly exausting and time consuimg, is much shorter in overall length, and i’m still proritizing the three I have running over this, I think i’ll be just fine. Until next time, have a happy holiday.

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Queer OC Questionnaire

Name: Sabine V. E. Lowell

1. What is your oc's identity?

Androgynous lesbian woman

2. When did they realize their identity?

In a way she's always known.

3. How did they feel when they found out?

(Trigger warnings: internalized homophobia and a suicide attempt)

Sabine had always felt like there was something different about her than the other girls. She never really understood how they could dream about getting married to a handsome gentleman. When she finally heard about other girls liking girls it was in a negative connotation. She hadn't thought that what she felt was bad but this was a respected adult saying it.

Her family being the famous Lowells taught her that one of the most important things that she could do was continue the bloodline by marrying a man and having children. When she asked about having children with a woman her grandfather Virgil laughed and told her it was ridiculous. She never brought the question up again.

Over the years the shame would build. It wasn't just her sexuality that made her feel bad. Her weird behavior caused her family to be ridiculed. She had indirectly killed her brother John. She was the cause of the argument that made Jacob leave. She wasn't feminine. Her parents deserved better. Being herself dishonored the Lowell name. She wasn't even sure if her parents actually loved her anymore.

She tried to be the best daughter she could be but she always felt bad about who she was. She couldn't even tell anyone because she didn't feel like her problems mattered compared to other's. Eventually all the shame and guilt built up which is when she decided to end things. She couldn't deal with the pain anymore.

She was fourteen when she stole a bottle of sleeping pills from a muggle pharmacy with the intent to take the entire thing. She decided on a date when the fewest people would be home and made peace with the people in her life. When the day came she wrote a note explaining everything and downed the bottle with a glass of wine. She became light headed and passed out a bit later.

She woke up in a bed at St. Mungo's. She didn't have the strength to argue when she was offered a spot in the pediatric section of Waterhouse Psychiatric Hospital and agreed.

4. How long did it take for them to accept themselves?

It wasn't until she was being treated in the psychiatric hospital that she began to let go of the guilt. Her parents hired a private psychiatrist to help them. The psychiatrist, Dean Garth, would help her and her family come to terms with their feelings.

She still sometimes has moments where she feels less than because of who she is. She now has technics and a stronger support system for those moments.

5. Are they open about their identity? Did they come out subtlety or dramatically?

She came out in her suicide note. She wasn't expecting to live so she didn't feel like it would be a big deal. When she woke up the day after she remembered the note and felt instant regret. When she had her first session with Dean she found out that her parents had read the note and given it to him. She felt deeply embarrassed about it.

After a few sessions with Dean he asked if she would be willing to have a session with her parents. She agreed. Sabine was surprised by how much her family really cared about her. They wanted to help her with her problems and felt like the worst parents in the world that Sabine thought the only way to stop the pain was to die. For the first time in years she cried in front of them. She no longer doubted she was loved.

She would slowly come out to her friends and extended family over the coming months.

She decided to be openly gay starting on September 1 1988.

6. What were the inital reactions of their friends and family?

Overall very positive. They were more concerned with Sabine's mental health at the time.

7. Did anyone know before they came out?

Her mother had an inkling by the time Sabine was 11. She thought she had a crush on Rowan. Her grandmother Colette knew by the time Sabine was 5. When asked to elaborate Colette responded with, "I just knew." Looking back on it, her grandmother had always been pro-LGBT. It turns out that Colette's uncle had been a closeted gay man that lived a double life until his death.

After she got out of the hospital she was hanging out with Rowan and told her. Turns out Rowan already knew. Not only that, but Rowan also liked girls and identified as a demigirl.

When she told Jacob his response was, "Yeah, no shit."

8. Was it a complete shock to some people?

Martinius Lowell, head of The Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes, a job that requires the ability to see minute details, had no idea.

Her oldest brother Sef came back from Switzerland to spend time with her. Turns out he wasn't aware either. He was embarrassed about never noticing.

One day when Marie was visiting Sabine in the hospital she told her cousin she liked girls. Marie responded by saying she also liked girls. That was when the girls realized they were both the gay cousin.

9. What has their love life been like?

There was a girl that went to the same ice rink as her when she was eight that made her feel strange. She loved watching her skate and talking to her. She wanted to say something to her. Then she remembered how her fellings were wrong. So she didn't say anything to her. She started avoiding her. Eventually her crush for the girl died off. They went to the beach when she was twelve and she saw an older girl she was unable to stop looking at.

Sabine joined the Slytherin quidditch team in her second year. There she met Skye Parkins. After months of training and playing together Sabine considered her a friend. Sometimes Penny Haywood would talk to Skye and make Sabine feel weird. For some reason she only wanted Skye to talk to her. After awhile she realized she was attracted to Skye. She felt awful for liking a girl again. She started to hang out with Skye less.

In the Summer of 1987 when Sabine was fourteen she met Yvonne Silverpot, a fifteen year old girl. She was doing some modeling work for Sabine's mother at the time and needed a place to stay. Yvonne took an interest in Sabine. She often asked Sabine to spend her free time with her, which she obliged.

Whenever Sabine or Yvonne were free they would be with each other, quickly becoming friends. One day Yvonne asked Sabine if she had ever kissed anyone before. She answered truthfully that no, she hadn't. Yvonne offered to be her first. This surprised Sabine. She tried to explain that girls aren't supposed to kiss other girls.

Yvonne closed her eyes and said, "I'm going to keep my eyes closed for five minutes. Kiss me if you want. I'd like it and I think you would too." Sabine fought against her instincts before she gave in and kissed her. Yvonne left a few days after that. Sabine knew she would probably never see her again.

It was late September when Sabine accidentally outed herself to Merula. She had felt so comfortable in the conversation they were having it had slipped out. It had clearly freaked Merula out. She didn't say anything. She just got up and left. Sabine sat there, marinating in her panic induced nausea. She closed her eyes and started to use deep breathing techniques.

Sabine could tell Merula was avoiding her. She wouldn't even look at her when they had potions class, even though they sat next to each other. In between classes Sabine asked Merula if they could talk in private. Merula agreed. Sabine asked her if she had told anyone, she hadn't. Sabine was relieved. She explained how she didn't want her to tell anyone. Merula agreed but stated it still made her uncomfortable. Sabine didn't like it but was glad she was being agreeable.

Weirdly Sabine and Merula started to get closer. Merula didn't seem capable of the venom she used to spew at Sabine. They even had a private sleepover to celebrate Merula's birthday, Sabine's roomates being gone due to Christmas. Merula had gotten comfortable enough to share a bed with her. Sabine had got to sleep happy that they had finally buried the hatchet.

That morning she woke up to an asleep Merula holding onto her. Sabine almost had a heart attack. That was when she had a thought; hold her back. She almost did. That was when she realized she once again had a crush. She would have to distance herself to keep her from getting hurt. She wasn't able to fall back asleep. When Merula woke up she apologized for holding her. Sabine said she didn't mind, even though she did. The day after she began to distance herself from Merula.

The problem with this being in the same house, having the same classes, and sitting at the same table. Merula often asked if Sabine wanted to hang out or study together. Everytime she would decline Sabine could see the hurt in Merula's eyes, even if she acted like it didn't bother her.

Then one day in spring Merula had enough. She challenged Sabine to a private duel at night. Sabine arrived at the location expecting an angry Merula ready to fight her. Instead Merula was quietly waiting for her. It was almost eerie. Sabine asked what was happening. Merula simply said, "Do you hate me?" Sabine would have been surprised by the boldness if it had been anyone else, she said no.

Merula then demanded to know why she was avoiding her. Sabine couldn't think of anything to say. How could she explain that she had developed feeling for her? Then something shocking happened, Merula hugged her. She said she wanted to be around her again. That it hurt not to be. Merula buried her face in Sabine's chest. She said, "I need you to stay in my life because your the only person that treats me like I'm worth a damn. I think I like you. And that terrifies me."

Sabine was in a daze. She liked her? Sabine was scared. She slowly moved her hand onto Merula's head. Sabine breathed in deep. She said everything she had been holding in her heart. She told her how special she felt Merula was. That was when a thought came to her. Sabine swallowed hard and said, "Would you like to go on a date with me?"

Merula looked at Sabine. She said yes. The two of them started to cry out of happiness. It was almost bitter when they had to part. They agreed to meet up in Hogsmeade the week after, Sabine would come up with a date plan. They went back to the Slytherin common room while holding hands.

A month later Sabine asked if she could refer to Merula as her girlfriend. She agreed.

Strangely, Sabine's never been romantically attracted to Rowan. That was when Sabine realized she had a type. Tomboys.

How do they feel about their identity now?

Sabine is significantly happier since she was able to get the help she needed. She accepts the fact that she isn't going to magically wake up one day as a feminine heterosexual and she's glad she won't. Her family likes her girlfriend and she wouldn't want it any other way.

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#hogwarts mystery #hphm #sabine lowell #jacob's sibling #mc #merula snyde #jacob's sibling x merula #mc x merula #sabine x merula #lesbian #pride

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BEST PART

ONE SHOT

Actor!Taehyung x reader

You work in the film industry. Taehyung is an actor. You happen to work together in a movie for about 2 months.

WARNINGS: SMUT, a lot of sarcasm sorry that’s just how i flirt

Hiring Taehyung was your idea.

The moment you were handed the script for the upcoming movie your team was about to shoot, you knew he was the perfect person for the role. You worked at a small movie production company as a producer, and somehow, you had managed to convince your boss to cast him.

You had never met Taehyung, but you had seen him in a couple of independent movies and had fallen in love. Not literally, of course. But there was something about him that you really liked. That’s why, when you read the script, you knew he would be right person to hire.

You were actually really excited for this movie, not only because of Taehyung, but also because it had a very interesting plot. It was an indie movie about a guy who was an artist living in New York. He wasn’t really successful but never stopped giving up. It talked about the struggles of being a painter and how that affected his mental health.

As expected, everyone loved him when he came over to your company for the casting. They decided to keep him almost instantly. That day, you were in your office filling some paperwork when you saw him walk across the room to the front door. He was probably done with the casting. He was even more handsome than you expected. He was wearing a white baret that contrasted with his dark hair and a colourful blouse tucked under black wide pants. Not everyone can look good with that kind of style, but of course, he did. You stared at his back as he disappeared into the door. Suddenly, your thoughts were cut off by a knock on your door.

“y/n. We are going to keep him, we think he fits the role perfectly. Let’s start his paperwork, i want it done by next week.” Jenna, your boss, hands you a pile of paperwork and leaves your office. You smile and grab the papers. You were going to work with him in just a few weeks, and you don’t even know why you were so happy about it. You shake the feeling for now, and try to focus on not losing your job and start working.

The upcoming weeks were pretty busy for you, you were preparing the movie and since you were the producer, you had a ton of work to do. One month later the preproduction part for the movie was finally finished, which meant it was time to start shooting. Which also meant it was time to meet Taehyung.

The producers don’t usually go to the set when shooting, but since this was a small company, they needed help, and of course, you were sent there. It didn’t bother you at all, in fact, you were pretty happy about it. You didn’t want to admit the reason why, but you had been wishing it was you who they sent to set.

—

You arrived to the set a little earlier than everyone else. But that was just part of your job. You had to make sure everything was running smoothly and on time. The rest of the team arrived not long after, and started preparing the set. It was 7 a.m, so everything was slow. An hour later, the actors arrived. You saw Taehyung from a far, and made your way to him.

“Hello Taehyung, nice to meet you. My name is y/n. I’m part of the production company. If you have any doubt about anything, let me know.” You extended your hand to him and he shook it. He was staring at you very intensely so you got a little overwhelmed, but shook the feeling quickly, before he noticed anything.

“Nice to meet you Y/n. I was looking forward to meeting you.” He smiled at you. What the actual fuck. “heard you were the one who suggested me for the role, so thank you.” Oh, of course. Someone had probably told him.

“Don’t thank me! I saw you in a couple of movies and thought you would fit nicely.” You smiled back at him. “I hope you feel comfortable here. There’s water and food, and lunch break is in about 5 hours. Don’t forget to ask me anything you need.” He nodded, and looked like he was about to answer, but someone called him. The make up artists needed him.

“I’ll see you around. Thank you.” And with that he turned around and went over to the make up section.

5 hours passed quickly. Usually, being on set meant being stressed out for the whole day, since there were a lot of things that could go wrong you had to keep up. Luckily, today was pretty chill. The director finished all the takes he needed before lunch, so everyone was pretty relaxed for now.

“Everybody, It’s lunch time! You have one hour.” The assistant director shouted right after you told her time was up. All the team started gathering around the catering that had been set up outside of the set. You were always the last one so you waited until everyone was seated and made your way over to the catering. You took the food and started going to the tables, where everyone was seated. You stopped and looked around, there weren’t any chairs left for you nor space on the tables. It’s fine though, you were sure there were some chairs in set. As you turned around to go inside, someone tapped your shoulder.

“I also don’t have a place to eat.” It didn’t even take you half a second to identify his voice. Taehyung laughed while holding his plate. “Are you going to eat inside?”

“Yeah, there were some chairs inside so i thought i could bring them out.”

“This might sound weird, but i know of a place where we can eat. It’s pretty nice actually.” He seemed to feel a little embarrassed, his cheeks turned a light shade of pink as he brushes his hair back. “It’s upstaris. At the patio on top.” He points at the terrace that’s on top of the building and you look up. “Are you coming?” You’ve been there before, and you actually remember there’s an old table that hasn’t been used in years.

“Sure, let’s go.” You can’t cointain your smile as you start to make your way to the stairs inside the building that lead to the top. Out of all the situations you imagined, this is definetiley the most random one. You turn to look at him, and smirk a little, he’s going up slower than you because his plate is literally full of food and he’s also holding a cup filled with coke.

“Need any help?” You jokingly ask. He laughs and shakes his head not taking his eyes off the cup, which is dangerously close to spilling the floor.

After what seems like forever, you get to the top. You are both out of breath but get distracted easily by your surroundings. The terrace is big and ugly, but the best part is the view. You can see the city. New York really is mesmerising. You are located across the Hudson river, a bit far from New York city itself, but you can clearly see the skyline of the buildings.

“Maybe next time we’ll take the elevator.” Taehyung grabs two chairs and puts them facing New York. Next, you both take an old table, not as dirty as you thought, and put it in front of the chairs. You both sit tiredly and put your food on the table.

“It’s a little sad that we are so tired after 5 floors. Have you ever heard of, and given our condition i’m sure you haven’t, working out?” You sarcastically ask, and he looks at you holding back a smile.

“mm, doesn’t ring a bell. I’ll google it.” You both laugh and start eating. The conversation flows, and you learn he’s from South Korea, but came to America to persue acting. You also learn he currently lives with two roomates who are his best friends, Jimin and Jungkook, and that he has a dog called Yeontan. He asks you about your life, and you tell him about your dreams as a filmmaker, about your familiy and your life back at home.

And before you know it, it’s time to get back on set. The rest of the day goes by quickly, exchanging smiles with each other whenever you cross paths.

At 8, you finally get to go home. You are so tired you don’t even notice Taehyung staring at you as you leave.

—-

“And then, Jimin puked his brains out.” You are both seated at the terrace, which has become your usual lunch spot this past two weeks, and Taehyung is telling you about his weekend. Apparently, it had been Jimin’s birthday on saturday, so they had had a party at their place. “When he woke up, he didn’t even know where he was. He’s lucky i love him and carried him to bed the night before.”

“Oh, poor Jimin. Did you finally decide to try out your baking skills? is that why he puked? or was it just the alcohol? I would bet a 100$ that it was your cake.” He scuffs at your words, crosses his arms and tries to act offended but he can’t hold back a smile.

“ha ha. So funny Y/n. I actually didn’t bake, instead i ended up buying a cake.”

“You chose wisely, my friend.” You hold each other’s stare, both of you trying not to laugh. Until you can’t hold back anymore. You soften your gaze and smile. “Just kidding, cooking is about practice, really. If you put enough effort and time i’m sure you’ll be a good cook.”

“I don’t have time right now, so maybe in the future i’ll learn. I never thought i’d say this, but i’m tired of take out food.”

“And i never thought i would hear someone saying that.” You both laugh as you eat your lunch. Taehyung and you had fallen into a routine for the past two weeks. You spent every minute of lunch together up at the terrace. Surprisingly, you had gotten very comfortable with each other in a very short amount of time. You also gave each other rides home some days, since you had found out you didn’t live far from each other. You weren’t sure if you were starting to feel something more for him or not, but you apreciated his company way too much to screw it up, so you decided to not say anything, although it was obvious that you flirted with each other constantly. It was just friendly, totally platonic, flirting though.

——

It wasn’t until a week later, that you started to really think things through.

You arrive to the set earlier, as always, and decide to take your time to reread the script and the scenes you had to shoot today. You decide to sit in one of the sofas on set while all the workers start coming in.

Today, Taehyung is shooting a love scene.

You wouldn’t admit this to yourself, but you are very worried about it. You sigh. It’s not that big of a deal. It’s just a kiss.

You bring your legs up to your chin and rest your head between them. It’s fine…Just relax, be professional.. You take a deep breath, stand up and start to prepare every detail on set. Whats the problem, anyway?. He’s just a good friend.

For the first few hours, you try to make yourself busy going around the set making sure everyone knows what to do, you talk to the director and the assistant, fill out paperwork..until the time comes, and the love scene is about to happen.

You look up from your seat and see Taehyung and Lisa, the girl that he’s supposed to kiss in the scene. They both look really serious while talking to the director, occasionally nodding when the director points out something important.

Lisa will have to shoot for one week, since she’s Taehyung’s love interest, but not essential to the main plot. And today is her first day.

You met her earlier, when you were running around the set, and she’s a normal, nice girl. You like her, actually, which is making the whole situation a little bit easier for you.

You go back to your paperwork and try to distract yourself but suddenly, you hear the familiar voice of the director’s assistant:

“Silence! Roll sound? Roll camera?”

“Set!”

“…And ACTION!” Fuck. You really don’t want to watch the scene, but you have to. So you stand up, cross your arms and watch from afar with a noticeable worried face expression.

In the scene, they are in Taehyung’s kitchen. They are both facing each other as they stare into each other’s eyes. Then, he grabs her by the waist. He holds there for a second, and then kisses her passionately. She responds quickly, throwing her arms around his neck, and move to the counter as the camera follows their movements.

“Cut!” Thank fucking god.

As soon as their lips stop touching, Taehyung’s eyes find yours. He seems…sad. You stare at each other for a second until you turn around and walk towards the exit door. You feel a little overwhelmed, so you decide to go outside for a while.

You step outside, take a deep breath and consider the option that maybe you do like Taehyung as more than a friend. But you would never tell him. It would be awkward, for sure, and he probably doesn’t like you that way. Instead, you put on your best smile and come back to set.

The assistant walks up to you.

“I was looking for you. We’ll start shooting another scene. Can you tell the catering people we’ll be early for lunch? We only have on take of the kissing scene and it was perfect.” You nod and she runs back next the director. At least you don’t have to watch the scene again. Sometimes the director makes the actors repeat a scene for countless times, so you are very grateful they settled with the first one. You didn’t think you could take another one.

Thankfully, they do move on to other scenes which gives you time to focus on your job. At one point Lisa comes over to you and sits down next to you. You shift your position uncomfortably but smile politely at her.

“Sorry, Y/N, i don’t want to bother you but you are the only person i know on this set. And i’m not scheduled to shoot yet. Do you mind if i keep you company for a while?” As much as you don’t like her character in the film, she’s actually a very nice girl in real life, so you set all your feelings aside and nod.

“Of course, you don’t bother me at all. In fact, you can help me if you want to. I kind of have a lot of things to do.” She comes closer to you and you tell her about your work and the papers you have to read and sign, and then resign, the calls you have to make to the production company…It’s a little boring, but you do love your job.

You spend the next thirty minutes getting to know Lisa and teaching her about producing films. You actually have fun with her and start to really like hanging out with her. She is only a year younger than you, which is nice, because most of the time, everyone you work with is at least 15 years older than you. The only expection are always the actors, Taehyung is 25, so he’s two years older than you. Thinking of who, you see him making your way over to you and Lisa.

You get a little tense, your mind goes blank and don’t really know what to say to him.

He stops in front of you, visibly uncomfortable, and avoid each other’s gaze while he forces a small smile.

“Hey, i’m done. Let’s go to lunch. I’m really hungry.”

“Sure. Should we show Lisa our secret spot?” The thing is, you don’t want to be alone with Taehyung right now. You were both making the situation a little awkward so maybe having Lisa around would distract you both for a while. He’s probably uncomfortable because i’m uncomfortable…He saw me walking out the door when they kissed…What if he figured out i like him?

You try to push your thoughts away as you go get the food and walk towards the elevator. The three of you get in. Lisa keeps talking about something you are sure is very interesting, but you can’t seem to focus at all. You stare at Taehyung’s reflection in the mirror, and he seems to be in the same situation as you, since he keeps nodding at Lisa disinterestedly while avoiding your gaze.

After what seems the longest elevator ride of all time, the door opens and you show Lisa your secret place.

“This is it. We always sit over there and eat.” You point at the table and the two chairs. “There’s more chairs next to the elevator door.”

“I’ll go get one.” She runs back inside and Taehyung and you are left alone. You are in front of each other, not really daring to look at each other. You feel a weird tension growing between you and try to think of something to say, but luckily he’s faster than you.

“Did we just get a friend?” He finally looks at you with an amused expression, which makes you feel much more relieved. You are joking with each other now, that’s an improvement.

“I thought that would never happen.” You laugh together, and it seems you both forget about everything that has happened today. He sits down in his chair, and you do the same. You look at each other, wanting to say something. You just hold each other’s gaze, not being able to contain your smiles, but right at that moment Lisa runs back to you with a chair between her arms. She sits down between you and starts talking. You enjoy the conversation, but kind of miss being able to talk to Taehyung freely, and you know he feels the same way, since he keeps looking at you everytime she mentions something you’ve both discussed before.

The rest of the day goes by quickly, and another week passes by. Lisa has been eating lunch with Tae and you eveyday, so you haven’t had any alone time with Taehyung, expect for when you give each other rides. Which is not even that big of a deal, as you usually just blast music and sing to each other frantically.

Today is a special day, because it’s Lisa’s last day of shooting, and also her birthday. Which means two things: Taehyung and you will be eating alone again, and you are both invited to her birthday party, which is tonight.

Also, you haven’t really talked about all the love scenes that Taehyung and Lisa have had this week. Everytime someone mentioned them in your presence, you both avoided it and changed the topic. The scenes weren’t anything other than kissing, hugging or holding hands, but they were starting to drain you out. You were just happy that it was all over, although it was kind of sad that Lisa was leaving.

The three of you are having the last lunch break as Lisa tells you about her upcoming party, which is at her house. Apparently, her parents are very wealthy, so they bought her a whole house.

“It’s going to start at 8. Some of my friends will go clubbing afterwards, but i don’t know if i’ll go. Depends on how drunk i am at that point. Do you want to go clubbing?” Taehyung and you look at each other, and you already know each other’s answers.

“I don’t like clubbing actually. I’ll just go home if everybody leaves.” He looks at you as you nod and agree.

“Yeah, me neither. I’ll go home as well.” Tae and you talked about the party on your way to set this morning. You’ve decided not to drive after the party because you both plan on getting pretty drunk tonight, since you just haven’t partied in a long time. So you’ve agreed to split a cab.

“Alright. Dress nicely, just in case.”

—-

I’ts 7:45 p.m and you are in front of your closet trying to figure out what to wear. It’s the first time in a month that you are wearing something other than a comfy sweater and jeans, since your job really isn’t a place for fancy cothes.

After a while you decide on (i’m not choosing. Imagine whatever you like, or whatever looks good on you, you choose your outfit. Tae will like you anyway.) You put your outfit on, look in the mirror and smile. You feel great and beautiful. You get close to the mirror as you examine your face and hair. Everything’s ready and you should really get going. In fact, you are already running late.

You leave your apartment and get a taxi. She lives in Manhattan so it won’t be a long ride, since you live in Brooklyn.

After a while you arrive to the address she sent you. You pay the taxi driver and enter the building. The entrance hall looks extremely fancy, the walls are white, there’s a couple of leather sofas, and you even have to tell your name to the guard that stops you on your way to the elevator. He lets you go inside and he presses the floor button for you. You thought this only happened in the movies…What is this place.

Finally, you get to the 10th floor and knock on her door. You can hear music from inside and wonder whether she has neighbours or she just doesn’t give a fuck. She probably doesn’t give a fuck.

The door opens and Lisa greets you excitedly. You quickly hug each other and you take off your coat as you look around the room.

The living room is equally fancy to the rest of the building, and it connects with an open, not to mention huge, kitchen. And of course, there are a lot of people. They look very rich, way more than you had expected. You try to locate Taehyung, but there are so many people you can’t seem to find him.

“Is Taehyung here yet?” You ask Lisa as she leads you to the kitchen to give you a drink.

“Yes, he arrived not long ago. Funny story: one of my friends has a crush on him so she’s going to try to sleep with him.” She blurts out as she hands you a beer.

You can feel your heart literally drop to the floor as you try to process what she just told you. You try to keep it cool and laugh with her.

“Oh, that’s funny. Do you know where he went?” It’s not like you want to interrupt anything, but you don’t know anyone in this party, so you just want to hang out with him. And maybe try keep this girl away from him.

“He’s in the balcony upstairs, i think.”

You make your way up before she can even finish her sentence and luckily, there’s less people in the second floor. The balcony is right next to the stairs. Like everything in this bulilding, it’s really big. There’s a bar and a couple of couches with a small table between them.

You see Taehyung through the glass window and of course, he looks very attractive. He’s wearing a similar outfit to the one he wore the first time you saw him, a blouse with an art-like pattern, black pants and leather moccasins.

He’s talking with a guy that seems pretty drunk, and Tae looks a little lost. You laugh a little and open the door.

Taehyung’s face lights up when he sees you and leaves the drunk guy talking to himself as he runs to you.

“Finally Y/n. I was getting worried you wouldn’t come.”

“Don’t worry Tae, i wouldn’t abandon you. These people kind of suck to be honest. They seem snobby.”

“Tell me about it. I’ve been talking to this guy for the last 15 minutes and the only thing i know about him is that he has like 5 cars. Thank you for saving me.” He leans closer to you so the guy doesn’t hear him. You giggle as the drunk guy walks past you and goes inside, so Taehyung and you are left alone at the balcony.

For one second.

Suddenly, Lisa and a bunch of her friends come out shouting and laughing. Lisa sees you and hugs you both passionately, she’s clearly very drunk.

“Do you want to play a drinking game?”

Taehyung and you look at each other and shrug. “Sure, we’ll play.”

Lisa drags everyone to the couches, and you sit next to Tae and another guy you don’t know. Lisa introduces you to everyone else and after that, the guy next to you starts explaining the drinking game.

“We should start easy, so let’s start with Never Have I ever. Everybody knows how to play, right?”

Everybody nods and he starts.

“Ok…Never have i ever…mmm…had a threesome.” Everybody laughs and a couple of people drink, one of them being Lisa. She is in the couch in front of you, and she just shrugs when you question her with your eyes.

You are next, so you think of something easy. “Never have i ever been in a serious relationship.”

More people drink this time, but neither you nor Taehyung drink. You turn your head to your right and, since everyone is talking, you quietly ask him.

“You’ve never been in a relationship?”

“Well, i’ve been with many people. But it was never a serious relationship. I just didn’t find the right person.” He stares at you as he drinks from his cup, but your thoughts are interrupted by a girl who’s sitting next to Lisa.

“Taehyung, your turn.” That must be the girl that has a crush on him, you’ve noticed her since the beginnig of the game, and she can’t keep her eyes off him. You sigh as you try to push her out of your mind.

“mmm…Never have i ever worked with someone in this circle of people…” So smug. He giggles to himself as he watches you drink in resignation. He has started a war.

“Are you trying to get me drunk, Kim Taehyung?” You smile as he giggles even more and it makes your heart flutter.

“I have an even better one.” The guy next to Taehyung suddenly shouts. “Never have i ever wanted to fuck someone i work with.”

Oh, fuck. You feel a weird tension grow between you and Taehyung as you shift uncomfortably on the couch. Your eyes move around the place as you think of what to do. You feel a movement to your right, and when you turn around, you see Taehyung drinking from his cup. Next, you don’t know what it is, but your hand automatically moves and brings your cup to your lips, and you drink. Thankfully, almost everyone drinks to the question, so no one notices nor asks you about it.

Except Taehyung, who doesn’t take his eyes off you and your plan is to avoid his gaze the whole game.

After a while, when the game finishes, you can feel your body go a little numb and eveything’s a funnier than it should be. You are not drunk yet, but definately tipsy.

Most people leave to go inside and you are left alone with Tae and the girl Lisa told you about. You don’t even know how, but somewhere along the game she ended up sitting next to him.

“So Taehyung, i’m a huge fan. You are awesome, not to mention handsome. OMG that just ryhmed!” You cringe a little at the girl as you laugh out of second hand embarrassment. Taehyung looks at you with an amused face expression and proceeds to ignore the girl, whose body language is that of a high schooler trying to impress her crush. Hair twisting, touchy and charming smile. Classic tricks, you think. Not working on him though.

“So i’m curious. Which one of our coworkers would you have sex with?” He asks you casually, as if someone had just mentioned it.

“Oh you don’t know him.” He raises an eyebrow at your sarcastic comment and you start one of your typical staring contests, trying to contain your smiles.

You can feel the girl staring at both of you, and it seems she finally gets it and decides to stand up and leave. You both watch her until she’s inside, and he turns to look at you again.

“Sure i don’t.” He smirks, and with that Taehyung leans over to you. You smile as he brings his hand up to your face and holds your chin, making you look directly at him. You are only a few centimetres away from each other and you are pretty sure you are blushing pretty hard. He stares at your lips while he licks his, and with that, you can’t take it anymore. You grab him by the hair and push your faces together. Your lips meet hungrily as Taehyung’s hands start moving all over your body. Then he grabs you by the waist and pulls you on top of him as he squezees your ass with both hands, while you move to create friction between you. He begins to kiss you slower, and pulls away for a second before leaving wet kisses down your neck.

“Fuck…finally” He groans and you let out a small laugh. He goes back to your mouth and kisses you passionately, not letting go of your ass. You are starting to feel a bulge that’s making your clit grow more sensitive, so you take his right hand and guide it to your front part. You can feel him smirking in your kiss as he makes his way inside your panties and starts rubbing your clit up and down.

You need him inside of you. Right now. But this is really not the place so you pull away from his kiss. He pouts a little and looks at you a little confused.

“Wait. Do you want to go back to my place, Tae?”

“Yes. Let’s go.” You take a moment to look at him. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him this attractive. His hair is a complete mess and his cheeks are a little pink, probably from the alcohol. His gaze has completely changed too, his pupils have dilated and they seem to be darker than usual.

You give him a quick peck and get off him, standing up. He follows up quickly while he extends his hand to you, which you hold gladly and start walking with silly smiles on your face.

You go down to the lower floor, and find Lisa talking to some random guy you hadn’t seen before. You approach her and she looks down at your hands, still interlaced.

“No way! I knew it! Finally! I’ve been feeling like a third wheel since we met, thank god you finally did something about it. I’m so happy for you guys!” She throws herself at both of you, almost making you trip over the table behind you.

“Thanks. We are gonna get going now. Thank you for inviting us.” You recompose yourselves and smile fonldy to each other as you start to walk away, to the front door.

And with that you leave her house.

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“Should we call an uber? there are no taxis around.”

You are both standing on the side of the street, right in front of Lisa’s apartment. You have your phone out searching for an uber that’s close by. It’s getting hard to though, because Taehyung’s hugging you from behind, and keeps kissing your neck. He tightens his grip on you as he moves up to your cheek, and the corner of your mouth.

It’s very distracting, and its making your stomach flutter uncontrollably. You let yourself close your eyes and sigh, and turn your head to his side and give him a quick kiss before ordering the uber you have on your screen.

“10 minutes.” You turn around in his arms, so you are facing him. You clash your lips together and take it slow this time. You take your time to savour each other without any rush, and he tastes like wine and just, so sweet. You feel yourself warm up rapidly, and after what seems like a second, your uber arrives.

The ride back home is filled with tension. You are both doing the best you can to control yourself, but of couse, Taehyung’s making it harder by caressing your leg, and pressing it from time to time. So you feel relieved when you finally get home. You were also starting to feel sorry for the driver, because he kept glancing at you through the mirror, checking to see why you kept whispering and giggling. Although, to be fair, it probably wasn’t the first time he had to take home two drunk idiots trying to fuck each other as soon as possible. And it certainly wouldn’t be the last time.

You are finally at your apartment now, so you open the door and, not even a second later, Taehyung is shoving you against the wall, desperately kissing you. You bring your hands to his chest and start unbottoning his shirt, while he starts undressing you from the top. It’s a mess, and there are a lot of hands involved, but you finally unbotton his shirt and throw it on the floor.

You pull away from the kiss and start kissing his neck while he quietly moans, and begin going down. You kiss his chest, leaving a trail of wet kisses everywhere your lips touch, and keep going down as you slowly get on your knees, kissing just above his crotch, before looking up at him smirking.

He looks at you hungrily and grabs your hair softly. You kiss his bulge slowly, to which he responds with a small thrust, and then you lick the hard material, just before unbottoning and pulling down his pants.

His hard cock comes out and you take it with your hand, licking it before putting it in your mouth. You start sucking while he tightens the grip on your hair and groans, not being able to cointain his pleasure. You look up, and see him staring at you with a dark gaze and parted lips, so you stare back at him as you take him deeper. He throws his head back and groans even louder, while you let go of his cock and stand ap again.

Suddenly, he holds you by the waist and then pulls you up.

“Where to, princess?”

You point at a door, and Taehyung makes his way over there carrying you. He opens the door and leaves you against the mattress, he comes closer to you and takes off your bottom clothes as he starts kissing and biting your thighs. You close your eyes as he kisses your clit and starts sucking and licking. A whimper escapes your throat as he brings one finger next to his mouth and teasefully starts touching your parted and wet lips. He looks up to look at your face and he finally inserts two fingers, and starts pleasuring your g-spot. He doesn’t stop licking your clit until the wave of pleasure hits you and you arch your back as you moan quietly.

“Fuck, Tae. That was fast” You chuckle as he makes his way on top of you and rolls you over on top of him.

“That was only the begining baby” The playful Taehyung you had met thiese past weeks has completely disappeared and instead, a new side of him has come up. You can’t complain though, you’ve never been this horny before.

You kiss fiercely while he fingers you. You move your lips to his earlobe,which makes him grind against you even more, and you know you’ve found his sweet spot. You keep licking and biting his ear as you bring your hand to his hard cock. You move it up and down, first slowly, just to tease him a little.

“Are you trying to tease me?” He smirks up at you while he cups your ass with both hands, and squeezes it hard, before smacking it lighlty. You moan a little, and smile at him, finally starting to give him a proper handjob. You feel his cock tense even more, which you didn’t think was even possible, and he starts fingering you harder. He looks so hot like this, and you need him inside of you now.

“Tae, let me grab a condom” He drops his hands and you move to the nighstand next to your bed. You see him checking out your ass as you open the first drawer and take a condom, and you can’t help but smirk a little inside. You bought these condoms a couple months ago, because it’s always safe to have protection around, even if you weren’t getting laid. In fact, you hadn’t had sex in months, so you really needed him to fuck you good. And you were sure he would. You hand him the condom and he takes it, putting in on quickly. You stare at each other as you jump on top of him and take him in.

“Fuck, you are wet” You don’t even need to adjust yourself, so he starts pumping up and down, harder at every thrust.

“Fuck, don’t stop Tae” Hands on the sides of his head, hair falling down and touching his cheeks, and his hands still grabbing your ass as he helps you ride him, you think you’ve never wanted to come so badly in your life. One of his hands lets go of your ass, he brings it up to his face and pulls your hair back as he keeps fucking you.

“I’m close…” You weakly say between moans, and he speeds up the pace a little while kissing your collarbone and biting your neck. It hits you suddenly, a wave of pleasure runs down every part of your body as you scream Taehyung’s name. He slowly stops and looks at you, checking if you are fine. You just smile at him and kiss him hungrily, asking him for more.

“Get on your fours, i’m close too” You roll over and turn around as you arch your back purposely so he can get the best view. You know he’s enjoying it, since he starts running his hands through your back and squeezing your ass slowly, taking his time.

“Are you going to get in, or what?” You tease him as you turn around to look at him. He arches his eyebrows playfully and before you know it, he’s already inside of you. A moan escapes your lips as he thrusts against you while pulling your hair with his hand.

“I’m going to come baby…”

“Come for me Tae…” After few more thrusts, he comes, not being able to hold his groans.

You both collapse on the bed, laying next to each other trying to catch your breath. You turn your body to him and he looks at you fondly.

“I’ve liked you since the first day we had lunch, you know.” He slowly says, as if he’s scared of your answer. “What i mean, is that, this wasn’t a one time thing for me.”

You chuckle. “I figured, It wasn’t a one time thing for me either.”

He turns his whole body to you, bringing his arm to your waist. Your lips clash together between giggles, and you think that, If your life was a movie, he would be the best part.

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laughing-with-god · 5 years

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Pandemonium X

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“We loved each other with a premature love, marked by a fierceness that so often destroys adult lives.” ~ Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita.

You have always upheld yourself to a certain code of ethics.

Never have you considered lying to those closest to you.

However, justice was not something that can easily be weighed out by a simple Libra scale. Should you risk telling the truth at the major risk (not even a risk really, when you know for certain that it will happen) that utter mayhem will occur in response? Or do you keep a secret in hopes of trading off your friends’ comfort for the trade of your -now- guilty conscious?

Should you tell her about Jungkook?

But, as you thought harder about it, you realised YOU didn’t even know what you would tell Kat. Even if you admitted to some sort of relationship with Jungkook, what would she say if she ever caught you with the other brothers? And if you became official in the eyes of Kat, would the whole school also have to know that you’ve entered a relationship with him? Not to mention, you were certain that the issue between Kat and Jimin was far from ever being water under the bridge. You cringed as an image of those two meeting once again popped inside your mind’s eye. No. Just….no.

Many people have lived double lives before, why can’t you be one of them? Besides, this was a temporary solution to the conundrum that was your student debt. You just needed your tuition to be paid off and then you’d drop all seven of them in a blink of an eye. And with seven grand a week, you’d be a lot closer to the departure than most other sugar babies could dream of.

You sighed and set your phone aside.

“Who is it?” Jungkook asked while shuffling your body a bit closer to his. You took a deep breath and put on a facade of an unbothered persona. If lying husbands who had affairs for years on end with illegitimate children can lie to their wives, why can’t you give it a go?

His lithe form felt hard against your much softer one as his muscular arms pulled you closer, as if you weighed nothing.

“Nothing.” You answered. Jungkook ‘tssk-ed’ and pushed his face closer to yours, eyes wide and peering intensely at you with disbelief, face innocently prodding at you for answers. You rolled your eyes at this attempted puppy face. “No one of importance, anyway. Just my roommate asking about some humus in the fridge and if it expired.” You shrugged.

Jungkook just giggled at this utterly boring detail and got a dreamy look on his face. “I wonder what it’s like to be roomates with you.” His musical tone purred.

“Not that great.” You admitted, “I have constant meltdowns and she’s always on my ass for my habits.”

“Like what?” Jungkook asked with his interest peaked.

“I’m just messy, and I play my music too loud and I sleep in too much and I forget to lock the door and silly shit like that.” You listed off.

“What a god awful roommate to be.” Kook chuckled. “I should offer your roommate a deal and pay her to kick you out so you can live with me.”

You laughed.

“I feel like I couldn’t put up with your habits, my sweet little boy of a man.” You cackled, picturing it so vividly in your head. Said manchild raised a brow in signal for you to clarify. “You probably use axe spray as febreeze or use paper towels as toilet paper when you run out.”

Jungkook rolled those big brown eyes before grumbling. “I’m not that hopeless.”

“Yeah, you probably just pay a poor little old maid to do all your bidding.” How could you forget that this dork of a man was the heir to a wealthy business chain and probably had a whole staff waiting on him hand and foot since before he was able to even crawl?

“I have you know, that Maria is more than just a maid to me. She’s like a mother,” Jungkook snobbishly defended. You snorted.

“Puh-lease. What’s her birthday?” You interrogated.

“........why does it matter?” Jungkook gave up at the revelation of his lack of knowledge towards the beloved ‘Maria’.

You snickered at the poor rich kid before opening your mouth to rebuttal, however before you got the chance to say anything, you were interrupted by the waitress dumping a large amount of breakfast food onto your table.

You pulled away from Jungkook (as much as he would allow) in order to stuff your face. And with that your brunch was continued in a comfortable silence, his toned arm never letting you pull too far away from him.

Much to his dismay, Jungkook had to drop you off.

He had wanted so badly to continue the day with you, but you had protested as you had many things to do.

Even now, he was pouting like a child denied candy as he pulled into your dorm parking lot. The overly expensive car groaned to a stop and thus began the awkward goodbyes.

All was silent in the vehicle as you clicked off your seatbelt.

Jungkook was stoic in his stubborn act of silence and glaring through the windshield, all the while still pouting.

“You act like I’m never going to see you again.” You chuckled before leaning over the passenger seat to violate his personal space, hovering an inch by his face. Ever so childish, the manchild refused to turn to even face you. “Baby, I’m not off to war.”

“You still could’ve hung out with me for a few more hours .” He whined, the sound weirdly intimate to your ears and a noise that you doubt you’ve heard the last of.

You plopped an overly loud kiss on his cheek, before leaning back and opening your door to exit. “Still more than what your brothers got.”

You stepped out and straightened up before leaning down the opened door to say one last thing to the now attentive fuckboy.

“By the way, let’s keep what happened last night to ourselves. We both know your brothers will go batshit if they find out.” You winked cheekily as Jungkook stuttered, right before you slammed the door shut.

“If you tell me that you didn’t get dicked down last night, I want you to turn around and exit right away.”

These were the words that welcomed you as you stepped into your cozy and under-sized dorm. You laughed and pulled your shoes off before joining your gloomy roommate on the sofa.

Kat shoveled in some more soggy cheerios into her mouth while glaring at you with those icy blue eyes.

“Last night was a blur Kat. But I swear nothing happened.” You attempted to brush it off as you leaned back into the lumpily-cushioned couch.

“Bitch! I call foul! I see a picture of you kissing one of the many fuckboys at our school, you don’t return at all last night and you come in early afternoon wearing a hoodie that I know for damn sure that you don’t own.” You laughed at how fucked you were. There was no way that you could get anything past the observant eye of Kat. But to your credit; it wasn’t like your cover-ups were that elaborate. You were still in Jungkook’s hoodie for god’s sake and you still haven’t offered an explanation to the picture that Kat saw. It didn’t take much detective work on your roommate’s part.

“Okay fine, I had a few drinks and kissed him. Then I went to his house and we just watched a movie and fell asleep. I swear nothing happened and I doubt I’ll ever see him again.”

“Feel free to walk right out that door. You seriously didn’t take up the opportunity to get some dick?!” Kat was flabbergasted and you just laughed at her half offended and humored expression.

“Kat, I would pull out my eyes before I let a fuckboy inside this tight ass pussy. Shit is reserved for worthy candidates, okay?” It was Kat’s turn to laugh boisterously and you mentally patted yourself on the back for averting the questioning with humor. You were a pro at it. “Listen, I’m going to jump in the shower real quick and try to wash off any axe spray lingering on me. Afterwards lets watch a movie or something, sound good?”

Kat just nodded and slurped up the last of the milk in her bowl while you retreated to the bathroom to wash up.

Before you can even strip or start the water, your phone rang with an onslaught of numerous notifications all at once. You flipped your phone over from its’ place on the bathroom counter to see whom was harassing you. It was the group chat. The hoes didn’t forget about their pimp.

‘......what were you doing last night, (Y/n)?’ Taehyung.

‘What’s with the creepy questions, Tae?’ Hoseok.

‘...oh….you know…..just wondering’ Taehyung.

‘(Y/n), did you still want to have brunch?’ Jimin.

‘It would be more of a lunch now.’ Jin.

‘I didn’t want to annoy her since she could’ve been sleeping, so I figured I’d wait till she woke up and texted to the chat. You know….LIKE A GENTLEMAN.’ Jimin

‘And what is it that you’re doing now, exactly?’ Yoongi

‘This chat is a pain in my ass.’ Namjoon.

You giggled while reading the brothers interaction with each other. It was humorous when you could observe it from behind the safety of your screen, immaginging Yoongi’s sarcastic voice or Namjoon’s montone and brooding voice.

‘I second that notion, Namjoon.’ You sent.

‘Baby! You’re up! Let me take you out, okay?’Jimin.

‘Yeah….about that….I kinda forgot about brunch all together and already ate….?’ You feebly lied.

‘....Oh really?’ Taehyung asked.

A sinking feeling came to you. Why is it that Taehyung could bring the most absurd reactions to you without even being there in person? You could even picture his stupid grin. From behind a

phone screen you still got the feeling that he knew something that you did not. And with that stunt he pulled earlier with your mother, you learned real quick not to underestimate the fucker.

‘Yuppers.’ You blandly answered.

What came next to the group chat was a picture sent from Taehyung.

It was a screenshot from someone’s snapchat story. It was slightly blurry and you clicked on it to enlargen the image to observe it closer.

It was of you and Jungkook, kissing behind the house where the party took place and it had the caption of ‘Lmao Kookie getting some!’

You were fucked.

Your phone buzzed more and more with what you were certain would be enraged texts from the others.

‘I swear to god, I’ll kill you Jungkook.’ Yoongi.

‘Why wouldn’t you tell us that she was at a college party?!’ Jin.

‘Baby! You shouldn’t be at parties like that! Something bad could happen to a young thing like you!” Jimin.

“Yeah, something like Jungkook’s fukboy tendencies….’ Yoongi.

“Hey! I’m not a fuckboy!” Jungkook.

‘Lmao, (Y/n) you’re not the first innocent girl to get tongue harassed by Jungkook. I’m SO sorry you had to experience that.’ Jin.

‘I heard his technique was sloppy.’ Taehyung.

‘Fuck you all in the ass. For the record, (Y/n) kissed me! And spent the night at my place AND we got brunch this morning. Suck on that, I win.’ Jungkook.

Your jaw dropped in horror.

Didn’t you tell him not to inform his brothers?! He might as well have said, ‘fuck you, i’m the shit, (Y/n).’

You were regretting the whole night with Jungkook. You should’ve known that the testosterone would’ve gotten to his pea-sized brain. All men really were useless.

‘Why tf would u kiss a boy when you could have a man?’ Namjoon.

Revenge reared it’s ugly head as you thought of a way to get back at the manchild who so easily went against his word after just sheer moments of you telling him NOT to tell.

‘Idk Namjoon. Perhaps you can take me out for dinner tonight and show me how a REAL man acts?’

‘Wait is she serious?’ Taehyung.

‘What is that supposed to mean, baby? Am I not man enough for you? Did our night mean nothing to you?’ Jungkook.

‘It did UNTIL YOU BETRAYED ME! Wtf! YOU UTTER STEROID HEAD ASS I TOLD YOU NOT TO TELL AND NOW ALL YOUR BROTHERS ARE GONNA BE ON OUR ASS!’

‘....Tae already found a picture tho?’ Jungkook.

‘DID HE FIND EVIDENCE THAT I SPENT THE NIGHT AT YOUR HOUSE AND HAD BRUNCH? NO! ISTG YOU’D BE THE WORST PARTNER IN CRIME!’

‘......What time should I pick you up?’ Namjoon.

Intensity didn’t even begin to explain the aura that Namjoon gave off.

Although you were a grown woman who never backed down from anyone, somehow Namjoon had the power to make you feel anxious. A thing you rarely felt towards a person.

You had invited the older man in a burst of anger, a desire to irritate Jungkook and had thought little about what it would be like to even share a meal with the male. But now that the time of his arrival was nearing, you just couldn’t help but have an internal panic attack at the doom of being one-one-one with him.

Brief your interacting with him may be, he never failed to leave a lasting impression. He stood out from his brothers. Even that day when they were fighting in the conference room, he had stayed back and observed the chaos with those calculating eyes of his. His deep baritone voice and his instant habit of calling you ‘Lolita’ when you first met. The nickname made you feel odd. Not in a bad nor a good way, just...odd. It was almost belittling you, like calling you a child. As from the novel, the character was a child. But it was also a child whom the main character was obsessed with. Enchanted, even. Was it insulting or degrading? Or was it just a unorthodox way he showed fondness?

‘I’m outside.’

You heart dropped and a tingling feeling dawned upon you.

Reluctantly, you left your dorm and went to meet your own personal ‘Mr. Humbert’.

It was rather easy to spot the Audi in the sea of crappy college student’s cars.

As you approached the car, you saw the tall and broad shouldered man get out from his side of the car. He was dressed in a nice suit without the tie and the first three buttons of his top undone, honey skin peaking out from underneath. His hair was still cold silver, but put together rather nicely, although a few strands were standing our freely in the front.

He smirked, one dimple making an appearance as he rounded to the other side of the luxury vehicle to open the passenger door for you.

The smell of another fancy cologne hit your nostrils and the closer you got to him, the size difference between you two became more apparent. You felt utterly small next to him. It wasn’t so much his size, as much as it was about his domineering vibe.

“Good evening, Nympet.” His bottomless voice pierced your ears.

“Listen, let’s keep this dinner short. I may or may not have a presentation due that I haven’t even begun.” You tried to play it off aloof, and even rude in a pathetic effort to not give him the upperhand in the power dynamic. You just nodded at him and slipped into the car after telling him of your ‘presentation’.

“My nymphet is a brat.” He muttered before shutting the door or giving you the chance to holler at him.

The restaurant was fancy and you never felt as inadequate as you did then; standing next to Namjoon in a cheap Forever 21 dress as your date of the night ordered the staff to take you two to the ‘private lounge’.

Have you ever seen a 1920’s gangster movie?

You know those scenes in those bars/restaurants where the booths are u-shaped and red while the lighting was dim and smoke from peoples cigars would fog up the room?

This was apparently the theme of this ‘private lounge’.

It looked straight out of a scene from the Godfather or something.

Namjoon guided you to one of the booths, with you sitting on one side and him on the other.

With a snap of his large fingers, Namjoon ordered the waiter to get you two the best red wine they had, his dark chocolate voice was commanding and you got the sense that even if the waiter wasn’t getting paid for this, he would still obey Namjoon’s orders.

And thus you were left alone as the waiter disappeared, leaving you in the lion’s den.

His almond eyes were very dark and bored into yours, the intensity almost leaving you breathless. You got the sense that he was analyzing you. You didn’t want to give him the impression that he was scaring you so you just stared right back with what bravery you could muster.

His face was oval shaped and reminded you of those statues or carvings that you would see at museums. His skin was olive-toned and he shared one thing in common with his brother Taehyung; they both had strong, Romanian features.

“You know, I should punish you for attempting to lie to me.” Namjoon purred, deep within his throat. The sound caused shivers but you quickly regained your composure and straightened up.

“Punish? Mr. Kim, I think we need to address your obvious control problem.” You snarked.

“It’s natural for a guy like myself to want to control a girl like you.”

You snorted, the noise completely breaking whatever ‘mafia-vibe’ the booth had going on.

“What the fuck does that mean?”

Namjoon leaned back in his seat and the waiter magically materialized to pour wine into both of your guys’ glasses. Namjoon licked his lip and waited for the nuisance to leave, before picking up his glass and snapping his eyes back up to meet yours.

“Well, your obviously a submissive person. And I’m a dominant person.” He stated very colorless, before taking a sip of his drink.

Insulted you screeched, “I’m not a submissive! What are you on? Leave that weird BDSM stuff in the bedroom.”

“But, my little nymphet….you know it’s true.” His eyes bored so heavily into yours, making you unable to look away as the only thing that pierced your ears was the sound of his animalistic voice that unraveled your nerves, “ Behind your humorous act of aggression and sheer defiance, I know that there’s a submissive side that’s just begging to be taken care of. No one puts up such a character unless they have such an opposite persona lingering unconsciously inside them. Let me take care of you. Let me do it baby. You must be so tired of acting so headstrong all the time. With me, you’ll never have to do that again. I’ll be aggressive for you. I’ll take care of every little thing. Like a good dom does.” He paused to take another sip. “I’m quite offended on your little BDSM comment, by the way. A sub and dom relationship is quite sacred actually. We thrive off each other. The trust you will put onto me is exhilarating and the care I will put onto you will be addicting. It’s a give and take.”

You gulped.

In no way was your time with Namjoon going to be like the time spent with Jungkook.

(Author’s Note; GANG GANG! IM SO SORRY IV’E BEEN DEAD FOR SO LONG WRITERS, BLOCK SUCKS. Also thanks so much for 600 followers! the gif choice is a bit weird but I’m a huge Clark Gable fan (Nam even reminds me a bit of him lmao) and its kinda the mood that the boys have to Y/n when Kook kissed her. Let me know what you think of this chapter and Nam’s philosophy on dom/sub dynamics.)

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ispiderdudei · 5 years

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Only-part four

prologue part one part two part three part four

dad! Tom Holland x OC

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Summary: Tom was living his dream as a rising star in Hollywood for the past six years. Even though it was everything he ever wanted he missed everything that he left behind. His family back in London. His best friend who’s career had also taken off and though they were roomates they never had time for one another. His first love that was torn apart by a dumbass decision. He wished he could take it all back. All the stupid decisions he made in the past that could have been the other way around if he choose the right choice. What happens when he wakes up one day in the life he should have chosen?

warnings: more confusion, a little bit of anger, angst, sad Blythe, blood, mentions of cancer and death, mentions of cheating, a small implication of mental illness but nothing major, overwhelmed Tom (I mean that isn't exactly new)

word count: 4690

authors note: This chapter is long over due and I'm sorry. I’ve spent so long writing and rewriting it. When it comes to things like writing I have to experiment and think about how I want to get to a certain point. This is what took me so long and I'm sorry. I hope you enjoy it and please don’t be afraid to send me an ask. As an author and a blog on Tumblr I want to interact more with my followers. Also, if you want to be added to the taglist let me know.

Tom keeping his word was word about letting the moment lasted as quickly as it came deteriorating due to Harrison who was giving him a hard stare throughout breakfast. Tom guessed he thought it would make him give away he wasn’t who they thought he was. Secrets have never been Tom’s strong suit. Marvel could hardly trust him with spoilers so why should he trust himself with this.

Xio noticed Harrison’s behavior. She stood up clearing her throat, “Babe.”

Harrison made his look soften when making eye contact with his wife,“Yeah.”

She gave him a fake smile, “Can I talk with you for a moment.”

Harrison nodded standing up and following her into the other room. He looked back at Tom nervously before walking into the room, closing the door behind him. Tom’s heart pounded as he stared at the door as if a bomb was about to go off inside of it and it quite literally might with a now pregnant Xiomara.

“Daddy?”

Tom jumped a little taking his focus away from the door and down to the little girl sitting next to him. “Hmm,” he hummed.

“Are you going to eat your strawberries?” She looked up at him with pleading eyes.

Lennon let out a little laugh, “You can have mine. It’s your father’s birthday you can at least let him eat his favorite fruit.” She passed the bowl of fruit to her daughter, “Avoid the blueberries though.”

Tom scrunched his eyebrows at the last part of Lennon’s comment before quickly brushing it off, “No it’s fine. I don’t mind anyways.” He took his spoon scooping the berries onto Blythe plate looking every so often at the door Xiomara and Harrison were behind wondered if she figured something out or not.

“I don’t think staring at it will make their conversation go any faster,” Lennon said as she gave Elian a spoon full of baby rice whipping his face off with a napkin to catch the excess food.

Tom but his lips slightly trying to make conversation less awkward but didn’t help with him cursing himself for not knowing what to say. Instead he just watched her as she helped her son, their son, eat. When she gave him one last spoon full of the rice she placed the bowl down catching eye contact with Tom. He could tell that she knew he felt uneasy about something. Hell, who could blame her, he's been a mess all morning.

“Why have you been acting so weird,” she asked bluntly raising her eyebrows waiting for him to answer.

He made sure not to looked shocked before answering, “I- uh- I-I.” The door clicked making the both of them snap their head towards the couple. Harrison had a look of relief and regret on his face fooled by Xio who looked at Tom widening her eyes a little making him look straight at Harrison. He knew that Harrison fucked up, but that meant that he had to hope she wouldn’t tell her best friend. But the words that came out Xiomara’s mouth were definitely unexpected, “I think that it would be a great idea if Tom and I had a little bonding on the way to Nikki and Dom’s. You know godfather things.”

Lennon’s face scrunched up in confusion and looked in between the three adults before looking back at her best friend, “Just last week you told me the only reason you were just now on decently tolerable terms with him. Now it doesn’t mean not being able to stand being in the room with just the two of you I don’t know what does.”

“Okay, one,” Xiomara held up her finger, “That’s not what I meant your a writer you should know what I mean by saying that.” Lennon only gave her a more confused look and Xio pressed her lips together, “And two…” she trailed off looking at Tom with her face screaming what the hell.

“Xio thought it’d be good if I ride with Blythe and Elian. You know because they can’t get enough of Uncle Haz,” Harrison explained walking over to Blythe crouching down beside her smiling making her let out a giggle.

“Why can’t you just go with Tom and I go with Xio?” Lennon looked overwhelmed slightly by the sudden awkwardness throughout the room. Tom knew Lennon was bound to figure something out sooner or later. She was just too damn smart and it was like that when they were younger too. Tom has made some pretty bad decisions in his life and covering them up wasn’t really his forte. He wants to tell her everything not having to live with the consequences but this wasn’t a perfect world and his normal self isn’t exactly as great as the Tom she knows.

“Lennon, just agree with the new plan and talk to your husband about it later we really don’t have time for this,” Xio said acting annoyed giving Tom a hurry your ass up look.

Lennon picked up Elian from his high chair and watched her friend brought her dishes from the table scrapping access food into the trash can. She looked at Tom and Harrison for answers but only to see them both shrug. “Xio, what do you expect me to do when you throw it on me last minute.”

“You’ll figure it out. Haz isn’t that bad, right bud?” Xiomara asked as she washed the plates off before putting them in the dishwasher.

“Better than you,” he replied jokingly as he picked up the leftovers from the table putting them in glass containers and placing them into the fridge.

The Latina let out an annoyed huff as if she was irritated with her husband making Lennon and Tom laugh exchanging glances. Lennon just shook her head rolling her eyes, “I guess he’s not wrong.”

“Hey, you’re supposed to be my best friend,” Xiomara said raising an eyebrow putting the last dish in the dishwasher.

The brunette shrugged at her friend, “I am, but sometimes you tend to be a witch.”

Tom snorted at his wife’s cover up to calling her friend one thing but really meaning something entirely different. Harrison elbowed him making Tom looks over at him with an oh-come-on look.

“Well let me go get some flying monkeys while I’m at,” Xio commented throwing her hands up as she continued clearing the table. She walked passed Tom whispering, “Got any ruby slippers.”

“Okay,” Harrison said picking up Blythe after putting the last of the leftovers in the fridge, “I think it’s time to head to the Holland’s. What do you say Blythe?”

Blythe shrugged before brushing her fly away curls out of her face, “Only if I get to listen to Trolls.”

“You mean if we listen to trolls,” Harrison asked raising his eyebrows tickling a spot behind her left ear making Blythe burst into a little squill and bursting into another giggle. She continued her childish laugh through the house as harrison carried her out the door and it quickly fading after he opened the door to his front yard.

Blythe followed after him with Elian chewing on a teething toy. She turned glanced back at the both of them shaking her head smiling softly and then continued to head through the door. When it shut Tom looked at Xiomara who had a devilish smirk on her face. It was one you would see on a sibling before they were about to do some to get you in trouble.

Tom gulped, hard, and didn’t try to hide his fear of the woman standing in front of him because he knew she didn’t take bullshit from anyone. His heartbeat was a little too fast due to where his ears were pouding and he had a little bit of a headache. The tension seemed nonexistent to her and that’s what scared him even more so he tried to be the icebreaker to his own edge, “So, um... we should go before the cake is gone.”

She rolled her eyes, “You’re the birthday boy Holland. Now you and I have quit the drive ahead of us.”

Xio was right, the drive was excruciatingly long. It consisted of her rambling in both english and spanish asking more questions than Harrison did about the whole ordeal. He was surprised she didn’t burst into labor from the amount of energy she was using just to talk to him. “So you’re telling me that you just up and left her without even going back.”

“That’s what leaving a significant other tends to mean.” Tom’s said that rather bluntly and it didn’t look like she liked it. “I can tell you know what that’s like. I remember you were about to be engaged… Nora.”

Xio pressed her lips together, “Close, Nara.”

“You don’t have to tell me you know,” he paused, ”It’s hard as it is seeing Lennon again and talking about her was even worse after we broke things off.”

She shook her head shifting in her seat a little bit gripping the wheel a little tighter, “No, it’s fine.”

“So, what happened,” he asked calmly and trying not to make her feel pressured into telling him something as personal as how she ended things with her ex-partner.

“We,” she cleared her throat, “broke things off a year after Lennon and… Tom number one.”

Tom laughed, “Tom number one?”

“Look asshole you're the one who wanted to hear the story,” she stated clearly annoyed.

Tom sighed apologetics, “Sorry, go on.”

“Well, we decided to break things off because our relationship took a down fall when her mother and father separated,” she took a long pause, “Her father was cheating on her mother for ten years with his PA. I suggested we’d take a break. I loved her but she didn’t need me. Yes, most people would say that they should have been there but I knew that she needed time to heal and her mental health was slowly decreasing after she found out. It was hard to see her fall apart so quickly.” Xio’s breath hitched and she bit her lip looking at Tom when she came to a stop at the intersection, “She was diagnosed with Triple Negative Breast Cancer not long after that which is the worst one. It was hard because she had already gone through so much pain and then she had to take on even more. She was in stage three when she found out and she died six months later.” Tom looked at her sympathetically . A tear rolled down her cheek but she wiped it away quickly, “Lennon had Blythe and you to worry about and she was still there for me when I needed her. Harrison was stubborn enough not to leave me alone and you can guess what happened in the years that followed.”

“Yeah, I never thought you two would get together,” Tom said, letting out a laugh, “I Harrison would have never settled down if I’m being honest.”

“Neither of you expected it when we told you two,” she said looking at him again smiling dreamily. Tom can admit she was very different than what he could remember despite the fact she is pregnant. She was more genuine and seemed more laid back. She had more of a happier persona, a positive attitude you would say. She was generally happy and that made Tom see be happy for his best friend. She didn’t have to tell him that Harrison changed her because everything Tom knew about Xio and his best friend was they were both better people because of each other.

It made Tom wonder what else was affected by him coming back to Lennon. It made him question whether or not that his family was the same. Were his brothers affected by his decision? Was anything he did during his career different?

The thought made him wonder and slightly anxious to get to the planned party for him. He noticed that Xiomara pulled into the same street he grew up on making Tom feel a little more confident about making it through the party. Having something as familiar as his childhood home. It made him happy that his family was still close to him and that was something he lacked before. His brothers and him went their separate ways. They still kept in contact, of course, but they weren’t able to make time for each other.

“Okay moviestar,” she said snapping tom out of his thoughts as she was pulling into the driveway that had cars parked down the block for his party. He was happy because it wasn’t a surprise party and even if his health was at its peak he would have a heart attack or die of shock. She put the car into park, “I think it’s time to celebrate your birthday.”He nodded clicking his seat belt off opening the door taking in the two story townhouse that was active with life and had people coming in and out of the front door. He shut the door on and Xiomara passed by him swiftly, “We are already late and we don’t more attention as is Tom two.”

He trailed behind her like a lost puppy as she opened the front door.

Walking in he was met with the scent of lemon probably from his mother's dust cleaners that she used earlier that day mixed in with the floral smell of the glade sprayer sitting on the dresser. The sound of music from the speaker in the backyard filled the house with base. Tom was hit with nostalgia, but it was nothing new because thats what happened every time he came to his parents’ house.

The music got louder as they both approached the backyard. Tom could see Lennon with a cup in her hand talking to sam who had shorter hair than the sam he knew and had raven haired girl standing next to him. Tom’s gaze shifted towards the girls left hand that was holding her beer bottle that had a simple engagement ring on it. They didn’t see him walk through the door but he heard the familiar voice of his mother, “Tom, darling, what took you so long. Lennon told me that you road here with Xiomara.” She looked back at Harrison’s wife as she walked, more like wabbled, over to her husband.

Tom tensed up slightly. Lying to his mother was a hard thing to do, especially when she could read him, because after all she did raise him. He straightened his posture a little before clearing his throat, “I had to run by Lennon and I’s place really quick and Harrison offered to help her with Blythe and Elian.”

She looked at him tilting her head a little at Tom using his son’s first name making him panic a little. Nikki quickly brushed it off though, “Well, we have waiting for you all to show up and it’s hard to have a birthday party without the guest of honor.” She walked into the house probably getting some sort of appetizer she had in the oven leaving Tom standing by himself yet again.

He put his hands in his pockets approaching his wife and Sam earning a smirk from him, “Well look what the cat dragged in.” “Very funny Sam,” Tom said rolling his eyes, “Too bad you didn’t follow in dad’s footsteps.”

“Bugger, you're right I missed a major opportunity,” He took a sip of his beer, “Speaking of comedy Lennon was just telling us that you are all going to california for Spiderman. Any big plans?”

Tom pressed his lips together tilting his head to side narrowing his eyes while nodding. He looked at Lennon then back to his brother and his fiancé. He shrugged, “You know just the usual. Press and maybe going to the beach.”

“Blythe doesn’t know this yet but we are going to Disneyland for her birthday. Way to hide surprise I’m proud,” Lennon said as she wrapped her arms around his making him flinch a little bit.

“It’s not like its easy for him or anything,” Sam’s girl said. She was american, southern sort of, and her ethnicity was something of asian decent. He wasn’t going to say she wasn’t pretty because she was. It made him want to ask so many questions about the two of them but he couldn’t for obvious reasons.

“Awe, come on Rey give him a break he hasn’t told us what’s going to happen in Spiderman,” Sam's voice was laced with reassurance to tom smiling slightly, “You’ve gotten better big brother.”

Rey hummed, “Don’t worry Tom I won’t be as harsh because it’s your birthday.”

Tom let out a fake laugh, “Okay get it out of your system now. You might want to tell Harry that too.”

“Tell me what,” a deep voice asked from behind Tom making him turn around seeing his other younger brother with his usual camera around his neck.

He walked up next to Tom, “It’s because I’m the only one that doesn’t have a girlfriend.” Rey laughed, “Harry your the only one that hasn’t had a girlfriend.”

“Says the girl who’s dated one other person other than Sam,” Harry shoot back jokingly.

“I’ve dated two more than you have,” she said taking another sip of her beer.

“Okay, you know what Tom and I are going to check on Nikki,” Lennon said gripping Tom’s arm a little bit more than before and trailing her hand down his arm causing Tom to take his hand out of his pocket and intertwined his fingers with hers. The jester made Tom’s stomach form butterflies like he was an awkward teen again. It was more romantic than anything else and it made him feel like he was in a dream more than ever.

He looked at her smiling before nodding and looked back at his brothers and Rey, “Sounds good.”

They both walked off with Lennon leading Tom inside the house to the kitchen area where Nikki was. She had a casserole dish on the stove and was mixing some non alcoholic punch. She looked up and smiled at the two of them, “Well, I’m glad you two found each other.”

“You know he couldn’t get away from me even if he tried,” Lennon said placing her free hand on his forearm.

“Now why on earth would I do that, darling.” The sentence came out a little too naturally for Tom and he shocked himself. He won’t leave her it’s one hundred percent true, but didn’t know if he could prevent it from happening. He loved her still and he didn’t want to go back.

She smiled again kissing his cheek making his face heat up slightly. She let go of his hand walking over to Nikki and Tom could feel the warmth leave. “Is there anything you need us to do?”

“Well, you can save me the trip of bringing the dish on the stove out and get the plates as well,” Nikking grabbed the pitcher of punch patting Lennon on the back.

“Of course we can do that,” she said as Nikki walked past her and Tom to the front porch.

“Thomas dear,” Nikki turned and Tom let out a hum, “Could you cut up the kiwis and put them on the fruit tray that's in the icebox?”

“Of course mum,” he answered, turning his head. He turned back to Lennon who was grabbing the paper plates from the top cabinet. Tom went to the fridge grabbing the container that held the kiwi and placing it on the counter. He grabbed the cutting board and knife hearing Lennon taking the wrapper off of the plates. He turned looking at her then went back to his task. He soon after felt two arms wrap around his waist and he froze.

“You don’t have to stop Tommy,” she said laughing. She kissed his shoulder making him gulp and a guilty feeling forming in his stomach. Even though Tom still loved her he didn’t want to take advantage of the situation. It made him panic but he hid it trying to not give in biting his bottom lip while he put the knife down letting out a deep breath. She shifted over to his side with her arm resting on his lower back turning him to face her.

She smiled up at him resting her hand on his cheek, “You know, I never gave you a kiss today.”

He gulped again, “Well, uh… I’ve had a lot on my mind today.”

“Oh really,” Lennon tilted her head, “‘bout what exactly.” She bit her lip slightly leaning in, well up, making the gap between them a little shorter.

“A-a lot of things,” Tom managed to stutter out as his heart pounded a little more.

“Well,” she breathed leaning in a little more, “Maybe I can take some of those… things off of your mind.” Tom’s breath hitched more and a bit of fear came over him. He couldn’t pull away or turn her down. His mind went to acting like he was teasing her by not kissing her, which made him feel even worse because that was basically another lie. He could also act like a sudden wave of sickness went over him making him have to retreat to the bathroom for a panic attack that was going to happen then and there. The room became hot and Tom could feel the anxiety bubble up inside of him.

All of this happened within a blissful moment of him staring at Lennon, the lost love of his life. He could act like it was normal for him and not think that she was something that came back into his life earlier that morning. He could shake the thought of him maybe waking up to the same life he lived all those years without her the next morning. The air was stiff and the tension wasn’t the sexual or comfortable time. She was probably reading his movements and posture completely different because she still didn’t know anything and that’s what killed Tom the most. The way her big brown eyes stared at him with the love he didn’t deserve and the familiarity mixed with comfort of knowing him, the other him, for so long. The way her eyelashes fluttered reading more than a sweet kiss. More than a gesture of romantic bliss that leads to something much more intimate. It was something Tom thought he wouldn’t have to deal with until later that night.

The moment felt like hours to Tom but it was only a mere twenty seconds in all. His arm slowly wrapped around her waist resting on her hip gently breathing in her scent that was mixed with baby powder and the floral perfume she wore when he knew her, you know before he was a dick to her and broke her heart.

That’s what scared him the most, telling her the truth. About how her completely ditch her after the fight not even giving her a phone call, or sending a text. That’s what made it so hard to stand in front of her right now acting like he didn't do anything to her, but he did and he regretted every fleeting moment he was around her since the moment he woke up realizing he was giving a chance to be with her again.

The speed his thoughts were going was almost too much for him to keep his composer. It was going to be just a kiss, nothing more, nothing less. Just a kiss. A kiss shared with the love of his life and someone he thought about often. Someone that he was lying to. Someone who loved him equally as much if not more. Someone he’s known forever and has been the reason for so much happiness in his life.

Just as he was about to lean in and finally kiss her. Just as he was about to do something he was going to regret. Just as he was going to lean in and put his lips on his the universe sent a sign, well, it sent Blyth. The voice of Blythe. Letting out a cry running into the house. Her face had a little scratch and there were tears streaming down her face. As soon as Tom heard her cry, “Mummy!”

His whole mood changed. The air became more comfortable and the distance between him and Lennon were further apart. It made his panic nonexistent and his anxiety dile down tremendously. Tom let out a deep breath of air as Lennon turned toward the curly hair five-year-old who was crying a little louder than when she walked through the door, “What wrong bird, what happened?” She went down to the little girls eye level taking a cloth from the counter whipping away the tears mixed with very snot and sweat.

Blyth whimpered and her breath was uneven, “I-I-I-I was playing with Tes...” She let out another sniff and Lennon hummed as the girl continued, “A-and I-I tripped…” She let out another cry holding out her leg lifting her skirt showing her mother the cut right below her knee that had blood dripping down her leg, “A-a-and-d I-I f-fell on t-to the rock-k-s-s. A-an-nd-d I-”

She burst into more tears.

Tom gave the girl and Lennon a sympathetic look slightly wishing the universe didn’t help him like this. It alarmed him slightly how much Blythe was crying about a cute and it made him have a sense of protectiveness. He felt awkward just staring at the two of them and he squatted down next to Lennon lifting his hand brushing the curls that had fallen in front of her face.

“You wait here with her I’m gonna go get the first aid kit,” Lennon said standing back up putting the cloth down walking away from Tom and Blythe.

Tom let out another sigh looking back at the little girl in front of him who was a little more calm. She let out another small cry, “It hurts.”

“I know, but next time you need to be more careful, yeah,” he raised his eyebrows and she nodded in response looking down avoiding eye contact. What was he supposed to say. His first instinct was to comfort her and that wasn’t exactly something he knew how to do. In fact he had no idea how to act. He knew he couldn’t curse or do anything that would hurt her more which made him feel even more stupid for thinking of that because it was a given. All he could think of to do was just reassure her saying things like, “it’s gonna be okay,” to “you have nothing to worry about.”

Lennon came back moments later with the kit in one hand and a hydrogen peroxide bottle in the other. She sat in front of the girl again, “Can you lift your skirt a little Blythe so I can see how bad it is?” The young girl nodded bunching up the green fabric and pulling it up a little above her knee revealing the source of the blood. Lennon let out a sigh of relief, “It’s on her shin that’s why it bleeding so much. Don’t worry little bird you're going to be okay.”

As Tom watched Lennon tend to Blythe the moment they shared before never left his mind. He wanted it to happen again, yes, but he never wanted to feel the way his chest clenched from the guilt and fear that was bubbling up inside of him. Thought made him hope it could happen when he wasn’t lying to her face and making her think he was someone he wasn’t. All he wanted was for her to forgive him and accept the mistakes he made. It made the thought of the rest of the day go through his mind and he told himself to take on one challenge at a time. Not wanting to lie to himself and think that there was nothing to panic about because thats all he could think about, what was going to happen next.

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polygon-streams · 5 years

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April 30, 2019 - Mortal Kompat Story Mode Part 3

Content warnings: blood, gore, graphic violence, character death

Link to VOD

Summary: Pat plays Mortal Kombat 11 for the third time, making a good amount of progress and learning new things about the characters

Pat has maintenance workers over, has some sink problems. Issue is that water leaks thru his ceiling when his neighbor takes showers

Doesn’t know who he mains on Mortal Kombat anymore

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIKE!!!!!!!! (mod MikeAM)

Pat has TWO CANS of drinks tonight (very fizzy)

Does NOT own jorts, “I’m not a jortsman, I’m not allowed to wear jorts” (I think this is a lie), “No jorts allowed, I shall not wear jorts. I wear jants (jean pants).” (This is true)

Pat will NOT install a fart toilet

Drinking a rattler tonight

Babycakesclaire gifted a sub to T-Pain [Watch Clip]

Says people made fun of him for saying “T-Pain” in his Polygon video so many times, says it was a grounding thing to help himself [Watch Clip]

Favorite song by TPain is U Up off of the new album

Says he “has the bad audio”, restarts the stream

Plays as Jax, doesn’t know his combos but figures them out

Asks chat if they would prefer big metal arms or big metal legs; Pat would have legs for The Kick™️

Gives a recap of the plot, says the word “mommy” a lot (that’s just how he is and I accept him)

Likes fight choreo, thinks they hire many professional people to do it

Jacqui is awesome

First Piss clip of the stream

Says “Dad fight dad fight dad fight” as the two versions of Jax fight each other

“I know all my moves, haha!......actually I don’t know any of my moves”

Mains as Jax just to do powerbombs

“This is a stupid looking hat, I’m sorry it’s a dumb looking hat. She deserves a better hat,” at Jacqui’s (sp????) hat.

Someone played Slow Yoshi in the middle of a fight

Jacqui’s dad betrayed her then disappeared. Pat: dads are complicated

Evil lady puts hat on, her power only grows stronger

Chat makes a lot of “I can’t believe you’ve done this” jokes

Pat opens a can of fizzy drink, chat alternates between making “ASMR” and “piss” jokes. Some folley ones too

Game talks about a character “I don’t know who the fuck Kharon is”

Characters descends like spider through the ceiling “oh. Ew.”

Pat makes an “I can’t believe you’ve done this” reference

The two Scropions fight. Pat: “God it’s me but stronger”

Pat wins the first round: “It’s a big fishy”

Gets attacked by other Scorpion w a good combo, wants to learn how to do that

Chat compliments Pat on his Scorpion playing abilities

Pat said he’s going to learn how to main Scorpion and Jax in this MK game. Mained Scorpion in last one

“Be a dude, not a dick”

Scorpion is killed by D’Vorah

“Nobody fuckin believes Scorpion”-- game framed Scorpion to look bad

Pat likes the frog jokes chat is making

“Hey Boy” clip played in a fight against Raiden

Raiden hits Scorpion w a blast as a “truth serum”. Pat calls it a dick move (Chat agrees)

Pat then plays as Raiden, but doesn’t want to because of how shitty he is “Cool. Nunchuck me. I deserve it”

Pat laughs at Piss clip played at a character's dramatic revelation and entrance

Pat: “I’m so confused.” So are we

There are a lot of timelines that explain costume changes

Pat needs to “check in on that toilet update real quick”

Pat as Raiden: “The only solution is that Liu Kang and I must kiss,” asks Faith to make it happen

Evil Lady makes Liu Kang disappear: “Da fuuuuuuqq?”

Chat makes norted memes

Agrees with Faith that the game “feels like fanfic”

Likes the guy who played Liu Kang in the movies; also played a guy named Ricky in another movie

“Yooooo that’s a blood boat”-- a rivaling boat comes up from the middle of the ocean

Praises actions scenes in MK; better than MCU and most action movies in general

Finally goes to check up on the toilet situation, Piss clip plays while he’s gone

Someone checked if there were Liu Kang and Raiden fanfics; apparently, there isn’t

Chat is wondering what happened to Pat’s toilet, “did he poop too hard?”

Pat comes back and asks if everyone was good (probably not)

He thought it was his roomate being a sloppy showerer, roommate asks what was up and Pat said “oh I thought it was you”. Then found water coming from lights on ceiling and got people to fix the problem

We are in the home stretch of MK, according to safetydrew

“Jax is my father”

Jax beats up a bunch of people to ‘make things right’, Pat: “Yes, yes, fuck yes”

Raiden defeats enemy, “caught and compromised” plays perfectly over the scene [Watch Clip]

Liu Kang got norted by himself (absorbed?? Into one body?? I think????)

Liu: “You will have to kill me” Raiden: “I would rather save you” Chat cheers for them to kiss

Raiden and Liu Kang fuse and become a God???? What???????????

Character rips a person’s heart out, Pat: “He just ripped his fucking hort out.” Chat spams “hort”

Super Liu floats in the sky, sends a meteor out and kills a bunch of monsters

Super Liu super punches more monsters

Time starts rewinding, Fire God Liu Kang fights Kitana, then some more people

Lots of fighting in this Mortal Kombat game

During Cetrion fight, Pat: “She just grew a tree just to nail me to it.”

Cetrion gives her soul to Big Evil Lady Mom

MikeAM advises Pat to just do a bunch of flying kicks during the boss battle

“WOW she mean, woofadoof”-- Pat @ the final boss

Pat says he will never fight with honor

Pat fails the fight, Liu Kang gets his head chopped off

Donkey Kong has Died plays as the head rolls (We’ve unlocked the basketball timeline)

Pat thinks about trying the easier mode if he fails a few more times

Hops into the settings to turn on easy mode

Evil Lady (Kronica) turned into Johnny Cage in the middle of the fight??

Fire God Liu Kang and Evil lady go up to spAAACEEEE

Kronica says she’s better than Liu Kang bc he’s a god and she’s a titan?? I thought it went the other way

Pat comments on how it’s weird to have Johnny Cage fight for her at points in the battle

Pat finally wins the match, Kronica gets turned to glass and shattered. The Caught and Compromised clip plays

Now Liu Kang is in charge of watching over the Earth realm, mortal Raiden helps (“Raiden's gonna diiee”)

Game ends just like that, credits roll, Pat: “Oh that’s it, that’s how it ends?!”

Comments on how the next MK can be about literally whatever they want, bc this game set it back to square 1

Cassie apparently has a fatality where she can kick someone in the nuts and have their skeleton pop out “that’s really good”

Pat’s gonna start picking characters to learn moves of and train w them

Pat says apparently there’s three different endings. Not major changes, just is dictated by how long it takes you to defeat the final boss

He got two (2) new maps

Wants to learn the kicking people in the nuts to make their skeleton pop out lmao

“I guess I need to unlock the dick kick”

Does a fatality that involves the character getting ripped in half, then a tomato getting thrown at them

Looked up the Cassie fatality and tries it

Her opponent literally did a piss right before the fight. He really did. Pat lost that fight

Pat messed up the fatality

Decided to try to Krypt before raiding Thomas’ stream

Same actor who played Shang Tsung in the movies played him in the game. Pat geeks out

Pat says this Krypt is better than in other games bc it used to be a dungeon crawl to find things. Now, you just open chests

Pat finds a hammer, uses it to get Koins™

The raid guys should make a MK movie. Apparently the recent John Wick has them fight the raid guys

Pat doesn’t know how much he should drink before going to see the new John Wick. He’s going w Ryan at the Alamo (I assume a theatre)

Pat finds a gong and feels he must hit it with the hammer

Pat says the Krypt changes what loot it has based on what time of day you go to see it

Pat doesn’t know whether or not there’s going to be fights in this area, or if it’s just opening chests

He still thinks he’s going to work w Scorpion and Jax to get good at to learn combos (also probably Jacqui). Wants to do a group play session at some time

Charlie is sneezing!!

Pat’ll be back on Thursday (8 pm EST) with Donk Souls again (if that doesn’t work, he’ll find something else)

Charlie went up on Pat’s lap!!!

Abby streams on Tuesdays at the same time as Pat. He says you should watch both simultaneously

Sent chat to raid Thomas

End of stream

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anxietymymiddlename · 5 years

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His and hers circumstances

Pairing: Jumin Han x MC4

Summary: Jeahee is going out with Zen? The surprising news leave her with a broken heart, still she can not find the courage to confess her feelings to her afraid that she will not accept her. Trying to confront her confusing emotions, Jumin enters her every day life like a storm while dealing with his own issues. A little bit more than friends, but with their emotions not sorted out yet, what will happen when they will end up under the same roof?

[Chapter 1]

[Chapter 2: My no. 1 person, surely....]

“Little by little I realized that my eyes were always following you, whether it was in the chatroom or in our gatherings… I wanted to hear your voice, I was graving for your smile. That’s why I knew that the smile I was graving for so much was always meant for someone else. Still, it was too late... My thoughts were already full of you.”

It’s been two years already since they first started sharing an apartment. Meeting Jaehee and the RFA seemed like something out of a book or - as Jaehee would say - like something out of the musicals ZEN was acting in. Still, it was the happiest period of her life. Working together, sharing the same roof, spending their free time discovering new things; she finally had a place to call home. If her meeting the RFA members had changed her life, then Jaehee was the one who gave meaning to it when she did it the most.

“Happy birthday!”

She jumped on her roommate’s bed after sneaking into the room. Her loud voice startled Jaehee in her sleep who screamed and pushed her away as a result. As expected from a judoka, her strength was not something to look down upon. She lost her balance and failing to hold onto the bed, she fell down dragging the blanket Jaehee was using along with her. Realizing what had happened, Jaehee gave her a stern look. Seeing her baffled expression first thing in the morning made her laugh, Jaehee puffed her cheeks to show displeasure, but with her messy hair and her eyes still red from sleep she only managed to make her think that she was cute.

“Happy birthday to you… Happy birthday to you… Happy birthday dear Jaehee… Happy birthday to you!” she sung.

“Min-Seo… Just what were you thinking?” she finally chuckled leaving her bed and gave her a hugged her kneeling next to her. “I wanted to surprise you,” she smiled playfully. “Well, you did achieve that,” she sighed placing a hand on her chest.

It was her turn to hug her, causing her to fall back on the floor along with her. She hummed the birthday song as Jaehee whined about it; but she just rolled around on the floor, tangling her self in Jaehee’s blanket. It was Jaehee’s birthday, so it should be a special day and thus she could not help but smile. She was looking forward to give her her present and see the rest of the RFA members, Jaehee always had fun when everyone gathered together. Seeing her in such a good mood, her roomate could not help but smile back, how could be feel angry about that when she looked so happy to celebrate with her?

“Thank you,” she said. “Yes, let’s have fun today.” “Yes, I’m looking forward to it,” her eyes wondered to the clock. “Oh, look at the time!”

Anxious as she always was, she stood up quickly, padding on the floor with her slim, bare legs and left the room in a hurry. Min-Seo stretched her arms and legs lazily and crawled up on Jaehee’s bed, burring her face in her pillow and yawned; she was so excited last night about the following day she barely slept. Her light steps soon returned into the room. From the rustling sound, she could tell she was browsing through her clothes. The warmth of the bed already had an affect on her, she was about to give in to her drowsiness when Jaehee pulled her from her leg.

“You must get ready too you know!” she scolded her while holding her dress in the other hand and she grunted as a response holding on the mattress. “We can not be late,” Jaehee huddled, standing in her underwear. “So cold...” “I know,” she said blushing at the view, slamming her eyes shut. “But we still have time, take it easy today. It’s your birthday.” “I know, but...” she put on her dress and paused for a moment. “Today is a special day and I want everything to be perfect, so I can’t help but fee a bit impatient.”

Jaehee’s room was painted in a soothing lavender color; she had choosen it saying that she needed a color that it’d help relax when she was at home, replacing the dull white color it was originally painted with. Her desk was completely organized but the frame of her computer screen was always covered with sticker notes. Of course she had a tv in her room, they often watched DVDs there together, she had a great collection, her shelves were already overflowing with them. Needless to say, most of them were DVDs of musicals and movies ZEN had acted in. They were also placed in separate shelves while his rarest posters were decorating her walls.

Her eyes followed her as she was moving around the room and then carefully applied her make-up and did her hair. She sat up and crossed her legs, hugging the warm pillow. It was rare for her to do that in the past. Jaehee was already beautiful so she hardly had any need for it, she thought, but she was happy to see her taking care of herself lately, she was in high spirits. Resting her chin on the pillow, she whistled flirtatiously.

“Stop it!” Jaehee gave her an embarrassed look. “And please get ready!” “Hmmm? Jaehee… Did you change your shampoo?” she blinked at the pillow. “Eh? I’m using the same as usual.” “I see… Strange,” she said and dismissed the thought that it smelt kind of different. “Min-Seo, get ready!” her voice was more demanding now. “Yes, boss!” she run out of the room laughing as Jaehee, seeing Jaehee’s furious look, she always got mad when she called her just but it was fun to see her reaction.

It was a special day indeed! There was no need to push Jaehee’s limits but it was fun teasing her. They were expecting everyone from the RFA to come to their cafe, the preparations were complete but Jaehee insisted to decorate her cake by herself. She was getting better and better at it. Her managing skills were top-notch and she had almost mastered brewing after taking classes to develop her skills but she was now evolving her baking too. Her mind could never rest, she always wanted to learn something new and it was clear that she was enjoying her job.

“Min-Seo, let’s go!” “Coming!”

They had seen the guys on X-mas day; it was a fun night, they had played games and exchanged gifts. Sadly she did not managed to pick the one Jaehee had prepared but she had at least managed to trade with Yoosug, getting the BD of the series ZEN had last stared in. Jaehee was ecstatic when she gave it to her; she was usually buying the DVD version since they were cheaper. They watched it together the next day. Jumin had not managed to join them, but she was hoping he would that day, Jaehee would be glad and it had been a while since everyone had gathered together.

Her phone buzzed. She opened the app, it was a message from Yoosug.

“Good morning! Did you guys eat? I had omelet rice for breakfast. Looking forward to this afternoon!” “’Morning! We did. Getting ready for work now. See you guys there!”

The same evening, everyone showed up together, as promised, bringing presents for Jaehee. Well, almost everyone, the C&R CEO had not arrived yet. Taking their sits, they had already started sharing their news when Saeyoung waved towards the door. Jumin had just entered. Finally the group was complete and their table got livelier right away. As she had thought, it was a pity they had missed the opportunity on X-mas day. It seemed like everyone was feeling the same since the conversation went around their last gathering and their present exchange.

“What about your gift?”

A puzzling question she did not expect; he looked curious. Yet again it was rare but not unusual for Jumin to show surprising aspects of himself. Maybe he was sad that he was unable to attend, even though he was acting indifferently. No wonder he was visiting the cafe so often lately, was he feeling lonely? She didn’t have the time to think about it at that moment though. It was Jaehee’s birthday, but she was the only one missing from their table. She should go check how the decoration of the cake was going and fetch her.

“Jaehee, is the cake ready yet?” she asked entering the kitchen. “I’m putting the finishing touches,” she looked proud of it. “Everyone is waiting for you. Wow, it looks so good!” he praised her. “You think? I hope it’ll taste good too.” “I’m sure it will.” “I want everyone to enjoy it.” “Ah, this is a present from Jumin.” “Oh. Mr.H-Jumin came too? I’m glad. “Not you too, Jaehee,” she frowned. “My bad. I should focus a bit more. Old habits die hard it seems,” she sighed, placing a hand on her cheek. “Can you please place it by the other presents?”

“Jaehee sighs a lot lately,” she thought.

So even Jaehee could be a bit overexcited for her birthday, she was constantly flustered by he smallest things since early in the morning and was checking her clock often. She was happy to see her opening up with time and being honest with her thoughts; to her eyes Jaehee was flourishing more and more by each day and she was elated to be by her side. If she could be just a bit selfish she’d wished they could spend that day alone together, but seeing her beaming like that, she knew the gathering was more than worth it.

“Actually, Min-Seo,” Jaehee touched her hand, that made her heart skip. “I wanted to confess something to you, but I could not find the right timing. It’s a bit embarra-”

“I’l listen!” she grabbed her hands excited it, her heart beating fast. “I’ll listen, so you don’ have to hold back!” “Ah… Thank you,” she looked confused but smiled. “I wanted to tell you for a long time now… But I was not sure about my feelings then, I was not even sure if it was the proper decision, so I thought it’d be best to test how things were going first and then tell everyone… But I feel I should tell you first, no I want to tell you first, you should be the first to know...” “Jaehee...” she was overjoyed. “Could she be...” “I’m going out with Zen… We decided we’d like to try living together.” “Me too!” “Eh?” “What?”

Jaehee’s perplexed face made her rewind her words in her head. What had she just said? Going out with Zen? They were going to live together? Did she misheard things? But how could that be possible? Had her heart stopped beating? She could not hear a sound, everything was blurry, but Jaehee’s eyes in front of her were looking for an answer. Living together with Zen? Jaehee? Her Jaehee? How? Why? Me too, she had said, was she an idiot or what? She was never hers, she knew that. Was she squeezing her hands in hers too much? What kind of expression did she had on her face?

“Min-Seo?” “Me too! I also think you should try living together!” “Eh? You mean you knew?” she turned red. “I thought no one had found out we were dating!” “Ah… I speculated that was the case...” her laugh sounded so fake. “Just who do you take me for? Of course I knew… I jus waited for you to bring it up.” “Really?” her face relaxed a bit. “Ah…. I was so nervous. Zen told me we should have revealed it sooner but I was concerned whether you would approve of us or no. A romance withing the RFA could complicate things.”

That was so typical of her. Worrying about what others would think even in a situation like this. Her shoulders relaxed letting out the tension of the moment, she simpered. No point reacting like hat, she should comfort her, Jaehee deserved to be happy. Zen was a nice guy. They both deserved happiness. If she could find happiness in his hands, then it should be more than enough. Simple at that.

“You should not concern yourself with things like that. Plus, I’m sure that everyone will support you.”

It was no good, her voice trembled.

“Thank you, Min-Seo,” she squeezed her hands back. “You are a great friend. “Your best friend,” she smiled while her heart sunk. “My no. 1 friend!” she laughed. “Jaehee is my number one person too...” “I’m happy to hear that, thank you.” She nodded. “We should not let the others waiting,” she pushed her out of the door. “Go greet them, I’ll bring the cake.”

Holding back her feelings, the corners of her lips twitched as she forced a smile and followed behind her carrying the cake. It was the right thing to do, she ought to be happy for her, she had to. It was her fault she got her hopes up and misunderstood things, she had no one else to blame. Wasn’t it selfish that she was expecting Jaehee had realized and accepted her feelings when she was trying to hide them? But... When did they start dating anyway? She thought they were just meeting in a friendly way. How could they hide it so well? But did they really? After all she knew, since she was always watching her, that Jaehee was happiest when she was around Zen. Wasn’t it just her denying the facts, hoping that Jaehee would not make a move considering Zen’s career?

“Smile, smile, you have to keep smiling, just endure it. Be happy for her. Sing happy birthday for her, it’s her special day, it’s supposed to be a happy day,” she reminded her self.

They were going to announce it by any minute. She hated the thought, but what confused her the most was the void left inside of her. It almost felt like she was unable to select a proper emotion. Was she angry? Sad? Happy? The sensation was awful, her whole body was numb. However, it would be better not to let her emotions show, for her shake and hers too.

Looking up, she met Jumin’s eyes. His expression staggered her, why was he brooding? C&R’s CEO was always perspective, so he might had noticed something was wrong with her. She avoided his gaze after giving him a sad smile, it was wrong to concern other people over it and she didn’t want to ruin everyone’s mood either. However, as they finally announced their relationship taking everyone by surprise, the pain in her heart grew stronger and she felt disgusting by herself for thinking that it would be nice if it didn’t last for long.

“Are you sure about this decision?” Jumin’s voice rung in her ears “What are you even asking her?”

“Zen is mad. No wonder. But I don’t want to heart it… I don’t want to hear her answer…”

“I am,”

“Why did you even have to ask? Of course I knew already… I knew, but...”

“Then I will support you, since I trust your judgment… So I will not hold back too.”

“Ah, he is right. Jaehee always takes everything into consideration. She wouldn’t make this decision if she was not sure about her feelings. I should support them too. I should… But, it’s hard...”

“Right, Min-Seo?” his voice snapped her out of the thoughts, he had said something about wine; naturally they’d want to celebrate. “Ah! Right… Wine. I think red wine would suit the happy occasion. I’ll go bring it.”

It was a great opportunity to leave the room; she had felt like running away since she left the kitchen after hearing the news. Did she remember to put up a smile before she leaves? She wasn’t sure. The cheerful chatting has started to feel more like an annoying background noise. Her throat was dry, maybe she needed a drink. Why should she pick one anyway? Her hand lingers over a bottle of Pinot Noir. She didn’t even feel like picking one for them after all. It would be nice if time just stopped, it’d be even better if she could rewind time.

An unexpected touch made her shudder. It was almost as if someone had caught her having these awful thoughts again. It was Jumin, the last person she’d ever expect to enter Rever’s kitchen. Did he follow her? For what reason? But somehow, she was glad to see him, him being there brought her back to reality again. She should pick a bottle, get over with it and go outside again to celebrate with them like nothing had happened.

“I can choose one for you,” he said and picked one

“Ah, a dolcetto… But... it has a bitter finish, unlike it’s name… ” her eyes followed his hand. “An unconventional pick… I will not accompany the cake well.”

“Christmas time is a busy period; it looks like fatigue already got to you. We are also busy during these days, so I can understand the toll it can cause to your body and mind. Why don’t you take a short break? I’ll tell the others.” “I don’t-“ she didn’t finish, he cut her by flinching her forehead. “Don’t let the customers see you like this. It’s unprofessional… You’ll also worry her…”

Was he trying to be considerate? She could hardly read his expression but he had helped her relax. It became hard to hold back her tears, she didn’t want to go back there so perturbed. It was obvious that he had figured it out. That fact frustrated her the most, but put her at ease the same time. She was thankful he reached out to her, giving her the time she needed. She wanted to say many things to him but she couldn’t find the words to thank him for not asking any questions, for not giving her a single judging look, for giving her time to recollect her thoughts and find her composure again... So she simply thanked him and he just nodded, not turning to look at her.

She bit her lower lip and run to the bathroom, sweeping her tears clumsily. She owed him one, but before that she had to let everything out and then go back to them wearing her best expression and then pretend that she was moved to tears by their announcement to cover for her puffy eyes until she was back to their apartment. Jaehee was not there, she would spend her night with ZE so she was able to cry her hear out freely. She cried and cried for hours until her eyes could not take it anymore and she laid on her bed exhausted.

Her phone buzzed. It was a notification from the RFA’s app. She sniffled her nose and decided to check it to help her mind wonder to something else. Yoosung, Saeyoung and Jumin were all n the chatroom. She was about to enter but stopped as she was about to sign in. What if they were discussing the news of Zen and Jaehee’s relationship? She didn’t want to participate to that. Cr She was ready to toss it to her side when she got a new notification, a message his time.

“Jumin….?” she clicked on it.

“Did you arrive home safely? If you need anyone to talk to, call me anytime.” “Yes, everything is fine! Thanks for joining us today, it was fun!! ^ 0 ^ “

She cringed at her own text. The exclamation points were one thing but the emoji was clearly an exaggeration; it made it look even more forced that it already was. Another text…

“I was happy to join. Let’s chat a bit more next time.”

A simple text. He did not push the conversation, was she too cold to him? She couldn’t tell. Then again Jumin usually responded calmly to any situation, he wouldn’t make a fuss over that. It was a long day and she did not had the energy to think about it. But she could at least make the keychain she had promised him to thank him, even though she was not sure if he was serious or not and give him the next time he would stop by the shop. Maybe that would help her keep her mind occupied too.

The night felt longer than usual, she had fallen asleep crying and woke up with a terrible headache. A bed, a wardrobe and a bookshelf filled with various books, a small table in the middle of the room. She thought that it looked pretty empty for the first time after two whole years, maybe she should have personalized it a bit more. It would her room even if she left it as it was, but it would not be their apartment for long. Without her this place she called home would feel even more emptier. The thought pierced her heart.

One day later, empty boxes were laying on the floor, while a couple of them were placed by the door already packed. She was gathering her stuff already, not hiding her excitement, but she was getting sentimental whenever she was taking a break. For the girl time she hated the efficiency she always admired about her, it mean the days they’d spent together would be less that she had first imaged.

“Should I leave a few of my framed posters behind? The wall looks so empty now...” she took a sip from her black coffee. “I know they’ll be safe with you.” “No need to worry about that,” she assured her. “Are you afraid you’ll get sick of him seeing his face everywhere in the apartment?” “That will never happen,” she laughed. “Thanks for helping me though. Sorry to bring this up to you so suddenly, but I’ve paid the rent for the next two months upfront-” “You know you shouldn’t though,” somehow her words made her mad. “I’ll be fine.” “Min-Seo is a strong person, so I have no doubts about that,” she said after a small pause. “But I’d feel bad if I could not give you time to decide if you’d like a new roommate or look for a new apartment. So it was just a selfish move on my part to make me feel less guilty.” “Well, I don’t plan to look for another roommate, so I guess I’ll leave this place sooner or later,” she said placing tape on another box. “I’ll miss it… It holds so many fond memories… I’ll miss the time we spend together after work too. Let’s make sure to meet up often…” “Yes, I’m looking forward to it...” her mouth felt bitter. “It’d be nice if you stayed there though. Now I think about it, it was almost covered with my things. It’ll be a nice opportunity to decorate it according to your taste… It feels like I forced my taste on you a lot.” “It’s ok… I loved it as it was...” she didn’t dare to look at her.“It’s going to be a busy day,” she continued after an awkward moment. “Are you sure you don’t want to take the day off? I can cover for you.” “God, I can’t believe it’s New Year’s Eve already! It’s fine. He is gong to meet me after we close the shop, but are you ok with the evening shift? Jumin was right, you look exhausted these days.” “I’ll be fine… I had a bit of trouble sleeping, that’s all. Maybe I should stop drinking coffee for a while.”

Coffee had nothing to do with her condition, but she could not explain the truth so it’s was her pathetic way to cover it up. Moreover, her work was keeping her mind busy, so it was the only way to escape her thoughts. Due to the holidays, the shop was swarmed by university students most of the time and that made their place livelier, thus it was also helping her mood. They had to close it a bit later than usual that day since their customers were more than willing to spend just a bit more time out with their dates of friends, purposely ignoring their closing time.

“Have a happy new year!” the employees waved at them. “Yes, see you in two days,” she smiled while locking the door. “Min-Seo, are you sure you don’t want to come with us?” “I’d feel sorry for Zen if I would. I bet he planned a lot of romantic events just for today. Tell him to take good care of you for me,” she smirked. “And to beat up whoever tries to hit on you.” “You know something like that won’t happen,” she covered her mouth laughing. “Who knows,” she chuckled and put her hands in her pockets, she loved watching her laughing. “Then he’ll come save you shouting something like… Don’t touch my woman!” “Well, I can picture that, he does love his lines.” “Though his woman can protect her self with ease.” “That’s true!” “Well, I’d do the same though, anyone would want to have the chance to shine in front of the one they like. Jump like this,” she jumped n front of her and opened her arms wide. “And say… I will not let you touch this woman, she is mine and mine alone!” “Oh, this one was good too,” she clapped excited. “That tone really suited you!” “I’m not confident that I could win though,” she rubbed her neck slyly. “Running away would be a safer choice.” “Well, that could work too,” she snorted. “Jaehee...” “Hm?” she raised an eyebrow. “Have a wonderful night,” she smiled genuinely for the first time after a couple of days. “Thank you. You too.” “Well, I’m going to meet a friend, so I plan to have a blast tonight!” “I’ll be back in the morning, so let’s spend some time together, since it’s our day off.” “Ah! Zen is here!” she pointed at a black motorbike. “Gotta go then. Zen, have a happy new year!” she waved from afar. “You too!” he yelled under his helmet.

That was good enough. Her smile faded as soon as she turned her back to them. Maybe she should consider an acting career after the successful act she had put on the past two days. The night was cold, she buried her hands further into her pockets after adjusting her scarf. In reality, she had no plans, no friends to meet and a broken heart. Not the nicest way to spend New Year’s Eve. She didn’t want to call any of the other members either, she had decided it’d be best to spend the time alone since she wouldn’t be a good company.

“I need a drink...” she mumbled and breathed deeply.

The dry, cold air made her cough. She stopped, feeling tired her, and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She was a mess. Her breath clouded the window of her fancy salon in front of her, they looked busy inside; it was normal, everyone wanted to look nice in a day like that. Most of them probably had a date set already. And there she was, looking at them like a menacing witch, jealous of their happiness. Her hand touched the handle on an impulse and she entered inside.

“I’m sorry, can I ask you for something really quick...?” she asked loudly.

#jumin han #mystic messenger jumin #mystic messenger fanfic #juminxmc #zen x jaehee #mysme jumin #mysme mc #writing about NYE during summer is weird

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Blue Eyes| Daniel x Reader Chapter 15- BIRTHDAY Y/F/N Y/F/LN!

A/N: Here's a note in advance. I have nothing against Christina or any of the other girls. I just didn't include them for the sake of the story. I will also not be including Lavender (obviously) because it's just too complicated. Also, my friends wdwlimelightimagine and acoolusernamethatidk have stories of their own. One of them is a Corbyn x Reader while the other one is a Zach x Reader. I would really appreciate it if you went and checked them out.

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I woke up on my bed still fully dressed. My laptop was lying at the foot of the bed. I shifted into a more comfortable position as two arms tightened around my waist. I craned my neck to see who was behind me. At first, I could only see a mass of blonde hair. I turned to face them. Them being Daniel. I pressed my lips to the tip of his nose to give him a kiss. I was relieved that he didn't wake up. I turned back around to grab my phone on the nightstand.

I squinted at the screen as it glowed on my face. I lowered the intensity of the light and opened up the message I had gotten from Y//f/n.

F: Y/N, Y/N, Y/N! GUESS WHAT! I'M COMING TO LA!

I gasped so loudly, I was scared that I had woken my Giraffe up.

Y: Wait, WHAT?!?

F: YEAH! Remember our friend, Jennifer? Well she told me she would love it if I could come and live with her. She lives here in LA she works as an actress you know?

Y: OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!!! WHEN ARE YOU COMING?

F: I think next month

Y: YES! I'm gonna get to see you again!!

I closed the chat with Y/f/n and turned around to face Daniel. I placed my hand on his shoulder and shook it. With my other hand, I was holding his shirt in a fist. "Hey, Daniel," I whisper to the Giraffe. "Wake up." Daniel woke up with a jolt, kicking me in the shin. "OWW!"

"OH MY GOD," he said in a panic. I kept muttering 'Shit, shit, shit...' under my breath. "I'M SO SORRY! ARE YOU OKAY?!!" He placed both his hands on my cheeks. I let out a heavy breath, trying to ease down the pain. I bit the inside of my cheek.

"Somehow you manage to hurt more than a stubbed toe," I tell him. Then I remembered why I woke him up in the first place. I sat up on my bed and Daniel slowly sat up next to me. Looking at me curiously. I looked at him with wide eyes and a smile making its way onto my face. "Y/f/n is coming to LA." I stood up on the bed excitement rushing through my veins. "SHE'S COMING TO LA! OMG!" Daniel got off my bed and watched me jump up and down admiringly.

I jumped off the bed and grabbed Daniel's arms. "I'm going to see Y/f/n again!" I looked away from him and placed the palms of my hands on my temples. "Oh my god. I need to get her a present." I turned back to face him again. "We should go buy her a present!" Daniel placed his hands on my shoulders to calm me down.

"It's 4 a.m," he tried to explain, but I just stared at him with a blank face. "Wouldn't it be best if we went to get her a present tomorrow?"

"Nope," I said already walking out the door. "Better find something before someone else does."

[Time skip 1 month]

I was waiting for Y/f/n to arrive anxiously. I was waiting for her with the boys. I had told them all that she was coming and they had taken it into their time to buy her something. I know I felt nervous, but Corbyn was so visibly nervous, the way he was acting was making me cringe. I was pulled out of my thoughts as a familiar voice called my name.

"Y/N!" I looked at Y/f/n as she charged towards me, her arms wide open. She gave me a bear hug and nearly knocked me off my feet. "OH MY GOD! I finally get to see you in the flesh!" She started hopping up and down in excitement. She noticed the boys standing behind me and waved at them. She then looked at me with a smirk. "You actually said yes to him. I honestly thought you were too scared. You two are way too cute for my own good."

I pouted at her. "The picture of you two at the beach is my favorite so far." Without another word, she went to hug the boys.

"Happy Birthday Y/n," said Zach. Did I forget to mention it was her birthday? Of course I did. I was too excited about seeing her. Me and the boys had something planned for her.

Corbyn POV

Y/f/n congratulated both Y/n and Daniel on their relationship. Then she hugged all of us. When her arms were wrapped around me I felt like I was going to throw up. But in a good way. No, that's not what I'm trying to say. I HAD BUTTERFLIES IN MY STOMACH! That's the expression I was looking for! Jeez, Corbyn you just told all the readers you felt like throwing up when she hugged you. You're so stupid. Anyway, I felt butterflies in my stomach as Y/f/n hugged me. I hugged her back, most definitely blushing.

When she pulled away from me I smiled at her shyly. After a lot of 'Hello's and 'Welcomes', we finally decided to go home. Since there wasn't enough space for the seven of us in one car, we would split into two groups. Of four and three. We all agreed that me, Daniel and Y/n would go with Y/f/n in one car. We were currently walking towards Daniel's car. I was carrying one of Y/f/n bags for her. I opened the trunk and helped her lug her bags into the car before sitting in the backseat next to her.

Daniel started the car and Y/n was sitting in the passenger seat. The four of us engaged in friendly conversation and I totally wasn't trying to flirt with Y/f/n. It was a long ride and I was pretty sure I could see Y/n trying not to laugh in the rearview mirror. I glared at her and she shrugged. I could feel my heart pounding all the way home.

After what felt like forever, we finally arrived at our house. Was she going to like it? Why am i being so anxious? Was this how Daniel felt before the live of What I Am? Of course not. He was actually asking Y/n to be his girlfriend. So it was just going to get worse? Oh shit, I thought. I'm screwed.

We all walked into the house and into the living room. Zach, Jack, and Jonah had already arrived and were waiting on the sofa. We walked in to sit with them Y/n sat on Daniel's lap on one of the seats while Y/f/n was squashed between me and Zach. We all talked and shared inside jokes, teased each other and whatnot. Finally came the time for the surprise.

Y/f/n POV

Y/n, Daniel, Jonah, Jack, Zach all stood up and left the room, leaving me and Corbyn alone in the living room. It was quiet for a while until Corbyn spoke up, "Y/f/n, I've been meaning to tell you something."

All of a sudden, the lights went out and I couldn't see anything. An orange glow came from the kitchen and I saw Y/n coming towards me with a huge cake in her hands. All the boys were singing a beautiful version of Happy Birthday (lol I'm so cheesy). I hid my face in my hands, I hated being the center of attention like this. When they finished singing their beautiful song I blew out the candles and they all cheered. "YAY!" cheered Zach. "YOU JUST BECAME 19!"

"I'm pretty sure I became nineteen a few hours ago, but thank you Zach," I looked around at all of them. Y/n placed the cake on the coffe table, I'm surprised she hadn't dropped it yet. Y/n spoke up, "By the way, I hope you don't mind, but I invited Jennifer over."

"There's not aproblem with me," says Corbyn from next to me. As if on cue, the door rang.

"I'll get it," said Y/n.

When Y/n left the room, Corbyn took hold of my hand and whispered into my ear, "Happy Birthday Y/f/n." He left a kiss on my cheek.

"Oh no," said Jack. "Another couple in denial." My cheeks heated up and I smacked Jack's arm. As if Y/n had heard my mental cry for help, she walked in with Jennifer trailing behind her. Her curly, brown hair was up in a ponytail and she was wearing a green tank top with denim shorts.

I jumped up from the couch to hug her. "Hello Y/f/n," she said. "I really hope I didn't miss too much of your birthday."

"Nah," I tell her. "We just got started. Oh by the way, these are Corbyn, Zach, Daniel, Jack and Jonah." I say as I gesture to each of the boys. After Jennifer and the guys got to meet each other Y/n grabbed our attention.

"Guys, guys, GUYS!" she said "calmly". "It's time for the presents. I'll go first although I don't know if you'll like it." She handed me a bag and inside I saw there were candles from Bath and Body Works along with a scented bracelet.

"OMG Y/n," I say as I put the bracelet on. "I love it."

"Ok, ok my turn," said Zach.

"You mean our turn," says Jonah. Zach nodded and rolled his eyes. Jack handed me a box. I shook it to get an idea of what was inside. I teared off the paper and opened the box to see a pair of purple sneakers.

"Oh my gosh," I look at the guys. "They're so purple! I love them!" I hugged them all and went to sit back down on the couch. The next present I got was from Jennifer. She said (and I quote), "I guess you could count being roomates as a present-" she hands me the keys to her apartment. "-but I thought that would be pretty rude of me so got you this." She handed me a box from Starbucks with a bottle inside and a coupon. I thanked her and we stayed there talking for a while.

Somehow Corbyn had gotten cake all over him (umm, Zach, Jack, I'm looking at you guys). He went to go clean himself up. After a while, it felt like he was taking too long to come back. So I went to investigate. I walked up the stairs to Corbyns room. I knocked to give him a warning before entering. When I walked into his room I found myself facing a shirtless Corbyn. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry," I mutter as I turn to look away. I could feel my whole face burning up.

I heard Corbyn chuckle behind me and I hoped he had put on a shirt. "It's okay," he says and I slowly turn to face him again. His face was as red as a tomato but he still tried to play it cool. "Well, I kinda have a present of my own for you," he said as he showed me a little package he'd had lying on his desk. He handed it to me and I slowly began to open it. I inwardly gasped when I saw what it was. "I know it's kinda small-"

"Corbyn," I stop him from saying anything else. "It's beautiful." It was a golden necklace with a small Saturn hanging from it. Along with a star and the moon.

I hugged him and I noticed the faint smell of cake still on him. I took a deep breath to take it all in. He hugged me back and sadly we then broke the hug. I smiled up at him, "Could you help me put this on?" Corbyn nodded and helped me put the necklace on. "I think they'll be wondering what's taking us so long so..." I pointed at the door. "...we should go."

"Oh," he said. "Yeah, we should go." We both headed downstairs and somewhere along the way I gathered the courage to hold his hand. Where I found that courage, I have no idea.

[Time skip to after the B-day party]

Y/n POV

Me, Jennifer and Y/f/n went outside after saying goodbye to the boys. Jennifer was going to leave me off at my aunt's house and then going with Y/f/n to their shared apartment. I pulled Y/f/n away for a second and pointed at her *new* necklace. "Did Corbyn give you that?" I asked. She nodded with a red face. "Oh my god," I squealed. "I ship it so hard. You two are so cute."

"Stop it," she said and slapped my arm. "You're so stupid." I knew she didn't mean it but I pretended to be hurt.

"Ouch," I say. "Why you so mean?!?!"

Y/f/n rolled her eyes and we got into the car with Jennifer. We made small talk with each other as she drove us to where I was staying. "I really liked Zach. He seemed nice," I think I heard Jennifer say. Honestly, I didn't know what was real anymore. I was too tired to even care. I mean, Y/f/n had just gotten off a plane and she was more energetic than me right now.

Jennifer parked in front of my aunt's house and I got out of the car. "Bye guys," I wave goodbye to them. "AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/F/N!" They drove off and I walked to the front door and unlocked it. I went straight up to my room and changed into my pajamas. I put my phone to charge and got under the covers. I opened up a chat on my phone and typed;

Y: Goodnight Apple

I waited a moment for the reply. And surely enough. It came.

D: Goodnight Watermelon

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A/N: So. Y/f/n's back. And if your friend is not in Corbyns lane then I'm sorry. I also added a new character, Jennifer. I wonder what she'll be like...

#daniel x reader #blue eyes daniel x reader #daniel seavey #Blue Eyes| BIRTHDAY Y/F/N Y/F/LN!#corbyn besson #corbyn x reader #kind off not really a Corbyn x reader actually #He actually ends up with the readers best friend #why don't we #why dont we #why dont we fanfic

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