#and need to leave within 30 minutes to avoid throwing up

[ncllywrites]

sleepover

jack x reader urb and druski appearance :)

wc: 1430

warnings: smut - oral (m & f receiving)

Y/N’s POV

What college student do you know would be willing to write a research paper on biomechanics at 8:30 the Friday night before spring break? Right. I figured that the sooner I got the paper done, the more fun I could have over the break. Just as I pressed the return key to start on my second last paragraph, I heard Jack throw himself down on the bed and let out an exaggerated sigh. My fingers hovered over the keys for a second before continuing to type, refusing to let this boy distract me. I needed that paper done.

I’m not sure how long Jack had been quiet for, but I was glad that he got the message and decided to let me continue to work in peace. I just had my conclusion paragraph and then I would spend all my time doing whatever Jack wanted. 

Suddenly I felt a weight on my shoulders and hands around my torso. I chuckled and placed a soft kiss on Jack’s cheek, then turned back to my laptop. I heard him groan “Baby…” next to me but I didn’t stop working. “Hmm?”

Clearly unimpressed with my lack of attention, Jack huffs before speaking. “I’m so bored, I might actually die!” I roll my eyes at his dramatics before holding his cheek in my palm, sending a sympathetic pout his way. “I’m sorry, bub. How about you invite the guys over for a sleepover? I’ll be done in no time, then we can go and set up before they get here. How’s that sound?”

Jack’s face lit up as he hugged my neck and ran downstairs to text his friends the plans for the night.

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As predicted, I finished my paper within 15 minutes. I made my way downstairs to help Jack get everything in order before the guys arrived. As I walked around, checking to make sure things were in place, I heard Jack answer the door but brushed it off, assuming it was the pizza delivery. 

While fluffing a throw pillow for the thousandth time, someone snuck up behind me, throwing me over their shoulder like a rag doll and spun me around. Once I was placed back on the ground, I turned to see Jack and Urban laughing while Urb filmed on his camcorder, leaving Druski to be the culprit. I playfully punch him in the shoulder and laugh along with the guys.

Once everyone had settled down, we all got comfortable in our desired areas of the living room; Jack and I on the love seat, Urban on a beanbag, and Druski laid out on the couch. Soon enough the horror movie marathon began. No one had time to be scared since a majority of the movie was spent making fun of the characters’ poor choices and deaths. 

Halfway through the 3rd movie, I felt Jack lean his head on my shoulder, peppering soft kisses on the skin. I gave him a peck on the forehead and turned back to the movie. A few minutes passed and I felt his hand on my knee but since I knew how touchy Jack could be, I ignored it. That is until he started inching up my thigh towards my crotch.

Trying to avoid the impending teasing from the guys if we got caught, I whispered “Jack, what the fuck? Our friends are literally right there!” to which Jack just laughed. “Sorry mama, but your thighs are so soft and warm.” I already knew, once Jack got into this type of mood, he wouldn’t give up until both of us were exhausted. Trailing kisses from my shoulder to my jaw, Jack whispered “I’m gonna fuck that pretty little face of yours until I cum, okay angel?” 

As if I had a choice! Unable to form a proper thought without stuttering, I replied with a nod and a shaky “Mhmm”. For the rest of the movie, Jack kept teasing me, whispering all the dirty things he was going to do to me, causing me to squeeze my thighs together, trapping his hand between them.

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After the 5th movie, the guys were asleep, leaving Jack and I wide awake. I decided to stay downstairs and clean up as much as I could to cool down from all the teasing I had just endured, while Jack went up to the room, leaving me both frightened and intrigued.

Clearly Jack had lost all sense of patience when I set foot in the room because he immediately dragged me in by the wrist and shut the door, pinning me against it. He had turned off the overhead lights, leaving the table lamp on in the corner, and he had his ‘lock your door’ playlist going in the background. Seeing Jack in such a dominant and possessive mood was such a turn on. Holding my hands above my head, Jack left a trail of kisses and love bites down the column of my throat. “Mmh, baby, I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to think straight.”

Pulling my shirt over my head, Jack wrapped his arms around my waist, walking backwards until we both landed on the bed. I got up and slowly removed the rest of my clothes, making sure to keep my eyes locked on him as he watched in awe. “Fuck, angel… you’re so fucking sexy.” 

Once I was back on the bed, Jack flipped me over so that he was straddling my lap. He trailed his tongue from my collarbone down to my pelvis, lightly blowing a stream of air onto my clit, then continued to tease me, kissing everywhere but where I needed him most. “Jay, hurry up! I’m- oooh.” Jack chuckles as he slowly licks through my folds, cutting me off mid-complaint. Keeping intense eye contact, he inserted his middle and ring fingers into my entrance, using his thumb to stimulate my clit.

Picking up speed, he walked his fingers up my torso with his free hand, stopping to pinch my nipples, then wrapped his fingers around my throat. When Jack heard me gasp, he looked straight into my eyes, giving me a cocky smirk. “Aw, baby. Do I take your breath away?”

He then inserted a third finger, causing me to whimper at the stretch of my entrance accommodating his digits. Jack then bent down so that he was leveled with my clit and gave it a few kitten licks before swirling his tongue around it. His fingers curled inside me, pressing against my g-spot, prompting my orgasm.

After working me through my orgasm, Jack stood up and I clamored down to my knees, my face leveled with his hard cock. He held my chin in his hand as he tipped my head up to look at him. “Do you think you can take my dick, baby?” He asked, rubbing his thumb along my bottom lip. “Mhmm, I wanna taste you.” I replied, a bit impatient with his teasing.

Jack stepped closer to me and I could see the sheen of precum glistening on his reddened tip. “Fuck” I groaned as I grabbed onto his thighs for stability. To get him back for his malicious actions earlier, I licked and kissed all over his thighs, knowing it  drove him crazy. Frustrated with my actions, Jack gripped my hair and started to thrust into my mouth. I loved when Jack was rough; grabbing and pulling at my hair.

Pulling back, I stroked his cock with one hand while the other fondled his heavy balls. “I know you’re close, baby. Come all over my face, I wanna taste you.” I mumbled, muffled by my face pressed against Jack’s thighs as I left a scattering of love bites. To tip him over the edge, I sucked one of his balls into my mouth, rolling it around with my tongue as my slick thumb teased his slit. 

Feeling his thighs clench, I looked up to see Jack’s jaw slack and the whites of his eyes. “Oh fuck, Y/N, baby! Keep going” He shouted as his hips stuttered in front of me. I slipped him back into my mouth and he held my forehead against his stomach as his cum shot in spurts into my mouth.

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand after swallowing his load. Rolling over to lay next to me, Jack let out a huff of breath and smiled at me. “I love you so much, angel.” “I love you too, baby” I whispered into his neck, falling asleep not too long after.

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✨️Light, an underrated Cantrip✨️

Light is a cantrip that I always grab when I am playing a spellcaster (especially one without Darkvision). This spell has TONS of uses and overall is a very fun spell. I've compiled a bunch of uses that I can think of for one of my favorite cantrips.

Before that! I am going to put the description of Light here:

You touch one object that is no larger than 10 feet in any dimension. Until the spell ends, the object sheds bright light in a 20-foot radius and dim light for an additional 20 feet. The light can be colored as you like. Completely covering the object with something opaque blocks the light. The spell ends if you cast it again or dismiss it as an action.

If you target an object held or worn by a hostile creature, that creature must succeed on a Dexterity saving throw to avoid the spell.

Without further ado, here we go!

A source of light underwater!

Signaling messages to another person silently (i.e., green light=all clear, red light=enemy ahead)

A guard distraction! Light a pebble and chuck it down a hallway. Make it an orange light to make it seem like there's a fire.

Create a poor man's Bullseye lantern by Lighting a small object and covering it with your hands. Also good for signaling without giving away your position.

Have a dark pit? Light a pebble and drop it down so you can see how deep it is.

Have a party member hold a Lighted item, then drop the spell to signal them to do a coordinated attack!

Make an item glow red, cover all but a tiny hole, and you've got a laser pointer.

Can't find firewood? Is your firewood too wet? You've got an (almost) resourceless source of light!

Feign a magic item by making it glow. Use this for scamming someone, intimidation, and more!

Cast Light on a retreating creature to follow them easier

Delight children by making their toy glow their favorite color!

Light an arrow, shoot it into an enemy. If they turn invisible, you've got a glowing arrow to give you their location!

Dark vision does not let you see colors, and is negatively impacted with dim light. Light is here to help you out!

This one depends on your DM, but Light a spool of thread, and you've got 30 feet of light to string around your camp! The downside is that you realistically need to roll it back up after an hour to relight it.

Going back to the Spool of Light, you can use it to leave a glowing trail behind you!

You can use it as a timer! Light an item, and you'll know when an hour is up. Great for tracking watch shifts, baking bread, and how long someone has been gone.

You can time a spell affect! If you have a spell that lasts an hour or more, the light spell can give you an indication of how long you have left on the spell! Cast Light 5 minutes before casting a spell that lasts an hour, and you've got a 5 minute warning before it drops.

Ward off a creature that is affected by bright light!

Get a scroll case, put a Lit pebble inside, and you've got a flashlight! Bonus if you put a mirror at the back of it to make it brighter!

This also depends on your DM, but if you cast Light on a stick of chalk, charcoal, or pencil, you could write glowing messages that last up to an hour! These things write by rubbing off part of itself onto surfaces. The spell does not say that Light ends if the item breaks, so RAW, I say that this works. But again, up to your DM!!

For an even bigger distraction, put a Lit pebble in an opaque, breakable container. Think: bottle painted black. Toss it into a dark room, and you've got a loud noise, and a bright flash of light. Good signal too!

Light is a fun cantrip to roleplay your caster practicing! Chilling at camp, your caster could practice turning a rock red, then purple, then blue, etc.

Pull a Mushu, use Light to cast a larger shadow and seem bigger to enemies around the corner

Use it to make shadow puppets!

Similar to the Spool of Light, you can cast it on a coil of rope and uncoil it to light your descent! A coiled 50ft rope fits within the 10ft cube dimension for the spell!

That's all I can think of at the moment! Feel free to add more in the tags! Thank you for all who've read this and I hope it helps you in your adventures!

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leaders don’t take sick days (txt soobin centric)

ahhhhhh first time posting a sickfic on tumblr in a really long time :(( plz be kind!

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sickie: soobin

caretakers: txt

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Soobin woke very early that morning, a pounding headache and stomach cramps disturbing his sleep.

He checked the time on his phone. 30 minutes until he had to be out of bed for a full day of practice before their upcoming comeback anyway.

Sighing, the boy slowly sat up and got out of bed, heading to the small kitchen area in their dorm. He began making breakfast for the other members as normal, but as he continued, the smell of the food cooking on the stove worsened his nausea.

No breakfast for him today then, he'll have to make black coffee and pain pills work.

He plated up the food for the younger members and went back into the bedrooms to wake them all up.

Within 5 minutes all of the boys were awake and in the kitchen, excited by the food that Soobin had cooked them for breakfast

"Looks great Hyung!" Hueningkai complimented as he sat down at the breakfast bar, plushie in tow.

Soobin forced a smile. "Thank you Hyuka, "

"Hyung? Where's your breakfast?" Taehyun asked, his mouth half-full with food. Directly next to him was Beomgyu, who had appeared to have fallen asleep again.

"I already ate Taehyunie, I got up early to get ready for practice" Soobin lied.

"Good idea Soobin-ah, we have lots to go through today" Yeonjun commented as he got up to put his empty plate in the sink.

All of the boys got up to go and get dressed for their hours of dance and vocal practice, before leaving for the practice rooms.

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30 minutes into dance practice and Soobin did not feel good at all. His skin was flushed and clammy, more than it should be after 30 minutes of dancing. His head pounded with every step he took, and his stomach churned with every sharp movement he made.

His focus began to weaken and he began making stupid mistakes on simple parts of the choreography.

"Soobin-ah!" Yeonjun yelled with frustration. "You need to start getting this right! We don't have long until the album is released!"

"Sorry Yeonjun" Soobin hung his head and took a deep breath to avoid throwing up on the other boy's shoes.

"I know you're stressed, but we all are. You need to start putting in more effort"

They went through the choreography another four times until it was almost perfect.

On the fifth run-through, when Soobin turned quickly as was expected of him in the routine, his vision began to swim and he felt himself sway, unsteady on his feet. The background music and the sound of the other members' feet on the studio floor became distant and he felt himself begin to fall.

Before he had a chance to feel his body make contact with the floor, the world went black.

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When he came to, Soobin opened his eyes to find the concerned faces of the other members looking down at him. Kai looked so scared, with tears rolling down his cheeks.

"What happened?" Soobin asked, his head throbbing worse than it had been all day.

"You passed out Hyung, " Taehyun said in a small worried voice.

"Are you feeling okay Soobin-ah?" Yeonjun asked from his side.

"I'll be fine, " Soobin said and tried to get up from the floor.

Taehyun's firm hand on his shoulder stopped him. "You hit the floor hard Soobinie, it's best to stay laying down on the floor a bit longer"

"Do you feel sick?" Beomgyu asked.

"My head hurts a bit."

"Soobinie, you completely blacked out. Be honest, are you sick?" Yeonjun asked.

Tears welled up in Soobin's eyes. "Yes."

"For how long?"

"Only since last night, I took some pain pills this morning but they didn't work, " Tears we're running down the leader's face.

"Hyung did you actually eat anything today?" Taehyun asked.

Soobin shook his head, a sob escaping his lips and cheeks turning red in humiliation. He was their leader. He wasn't supposed to show weakness.

"That will be why you passed out. Your blood sugar will be too low." Said Yeonjun. "C'mon, we'll get you back to the dorm."

Taehyun and Kai tried to help Soobin to sit up, only for the boy to throw up the remaining contents of his stomach on the practice room floor, only making the boy cry more.

"Shhhh Sooninie, it's okay." Yeonjun soothed. "We'll get someone to come and clean it up, don't worry." The older boy scooped Soobin up in his arms and carried him bridal style back to their dorm room.

Kai helped to pull back the sheets on Soobins bed, and Yeonjun laid him down in the bed gently.

"You don't need to do all of this, I'll be fine," Soobin said through closed eyes, the light in the room making them feel as if they were burning.

"Be quiet and let us look after you Hyung," said Kai.

"Why did you tell us that you felt this bad Soobinie?" Asked Beomgyu as he entered the bedroom with Taehyun in tow, carrying a glass of water and a bowl of plain rice.

"I'm your leader, I'm the one supposed to be looking after all of you." Soobin chuckled sadly, arms gripping his stomach in obvious pain.

"Don't be silly Soobin-ah, you're still our Hyung and deserve to be looked after," Yeonjun said, smoothing Soobin's damp hair. "Now, do you want to sleep or eat first?"

"Sleep." Said Soobin, already close to drifting off.

"Okay, get some rest Hyung, we'll be right outside okay?" Taehyun patted his shoulder

"Thank you," Soobin said, half asleep.

One by one the other boys left the room, leaving only Hueningkai. The youngest boy approached his leader and tucked one of his many plushies into bed with the sick boy.

"Get well soon Hyungie,"  Kai said softly, pressing a kiss into Soobin's hair before leaving the room and closing the door behind him.

Soobin gave in the the tiredness and let sleep overcome him...

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Choose one place to feed and keep it clean. We recommend creating a ‘feeding station’ for all food dishes. Learn more about feeding stations at alleycat.org/ColonyCare-Feeding.

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Build a “moat” around food bowls. Place the bowls in a tray filled with about an inch of water.

Use ant-proof bowls. See examples at alleycat.org/AntProof.

Common Sense Steps

Trap-Neuter-Return ALL cats in the colony, including any new cats who arrive. Discuss TNR plans with your neighbors to avoid confusion and concern. Let everyone know they can contact you with questions.

TIP: Explain the benefits of spay/neuter so your neighbors know you’re helping cats and improving the community. Inform them that there will be no more kittens if all of the cats are neutered, and that mating behaviors like yowling, and fighting will stop.

Keep everything clean. You’ll reduce unpleasant smells and the neighbors will thank you.

TIP: For easier clean up after meals, choose one place for all of the cats’ food dishes instead of scattering them.

Create litter areas. Build a box with 2’x 4’s or use a sandbox. This will keep cats from relieving themselves in neighborhood gardens. Be sure the litter area is in a quiet, sheltered space and clean it regularly.

TIP: Sand can withstand weather, but regular indoor litter can not.

Provide safe shelters. Cats need warm, dry places to stay that are away from populated areas. You can make one or purchase one.

TIP: Learn how to buy or build shelters at alleycat.org/ShelterGallery.

Community Relations

Listen to your neighbors and address any concerns. Determine what the issues are and do your best to work with your neighbors to resolve them.

TIP: Remain calm and constructivetake this chance to educate neighbors about community cats. If you need a confidence boost, find another caregiver or friend to go with you when meeting with the community.

Use humane deterrents to keep cats away from areas they aren’t wanted. Offer to apply them for your neighbors. Learn more at alleycat.org/Deterrents.

TIP: Try using citrus scented fragrances to deter cats from yards, porches, and gardens

Learn how you can be a critical lifeline for cats and caregivers: www.alleycat.org/FeralFriends

For more colony care information and guidelines, visit alleycat.org/ColonyCare

Content source: https://www.alleycat.org/resources/best-practices-community-cat-colony-care/

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[ayejayque]

The Techniques & the Skills of Time Management

  Time management is the thoughtful use of time for reaching success in life. Time Management helps a person to make superlative imaginable use of time. It is important for people to value time and assign the correct time to the correct action. Let me tell you about some Time Management Techniques. They are: - Set your urgencies. Know what is required to be done on an imperative basis. Prepare a “To Do” list to pen down everyday jobs you need to finish against the time allocated to each action. High Priority tasks should be on top followed by errands with lower priorities. Make sure to spend your day as per your “To Do” list. - Ensure that you complete your tasks within the specified time. Tick the everyday jobs that you have completed by now. Treat yourself to something if you conclude your projects ahead of the time limit. - Recognize the difference between crucial and significant work. Accomplish your work well. Do not start your day with something that is not so significant and can be done a little later too. First finish crucial tasks. Never wait for your boss to remind you. - Stay engrossed. Try not to leave your workstation if some crucial work needs doing. Going for walks in the mid of an imperative work disrupts continuity and a person loses his focus. People who kill time at work find it problematic to endure office stress. - Include time for tea breaks, internet, personal calls, and matters in your everyday schedule. It is vital. A human individual is not an appliance or a robot that can work at a go for 8-9 hours. Give yourself about 30-45 minutes to check up on your internet and social media. Also included in this are smoking breaks and personal phone calls. - Set genuine and doable goals for yourself. Understand what you need to achieve and for what duration. Never lie to your own self. Assigning just one hour to a longer task never makes sense. - Do not overload yourself. Learn to say NO firmly. Never over-commit. Remember, that you have limited hours to work every day. Even if you refuse, your boss won’t feel bad. Probably he can delegate the same work to any of your colleagues.  Only take errands which you are really self-assured about. - Be orderly and on time. Avoid taking needless leaves from the office unless absolutely required. Get to work on time. It assists you to plot your day in an improved manner. - Keep things in their appropriate spaces. Files must be kept within their designated shelves or spaces. Staple or clip vital documents and properly put them in a folder. Try to be more organized. It will save you time which goes on needless searches in the office. - Never see your organization as a measly source of cash. Modify your attitude. Don’t play games on the computer screen or cell phone during hours of work. It is extremely amateurish. Do not work only when you see your boss. Taking responsibility for work benefits you in the extended run. - Grow the practice of using an organizer. It helps you plan better. Always keep a jotting pad and a pen handy. Don’t write important details including contacts on loose papers. You will lose them and valuable time would be lost. Organize your emails. Make distinct folders for each customer. Do not mess up your desktop. Time Management Skills It is important to do the correct thing at the correct time to earn admiration at the office. People who do not value time, flop. They never make their mark. Nobody takes them seriously. Let me tell you about some of the skills essential for good Time Management:   - Stay ordered - The workstation should be kept unsoiled and ordered. - Keeping significant files ordered helps you recover them instantly and this saves precious. Staple vital papers together. - Never keep tons of files and loads of paper on your writing desk. Throw whatsoever is not required. - Keep writing materials & personal belongings like cell phones, keys, and wallets in their right spaces. - Develop the habit of using an organizer. Plan your day well in advance. - Avoid writing on loose papers. Keep a pad and pen close at all times. - Learn to order - Establish your priorities. Don’t work if you simply have to. - Prepare a “To Do” list as soon as you sit for work. Pen everything you want to do in one day. Set priorities for each. - High-priority errands must be looked at instantly. Never start with something non-urgent. - Mark all tasks that are accomplished. It will relieve and satisfy you. - Differentiate between urgent and important work and high and low-priority tasks. - Do not waste time in inappropriate actions. You will waste your full day and the productivity would be nil. - Be very clear about your part and tasks at the office. - Be prompt and orderly - Being on time helps you finish tasks before the time limit. - Evade taking too many off days from the office. Such an attitude is totally unethical. - Be at your desk 5 minutes before time. - Make the effort to finish errands on time. Never procrastinate with work on the table. Never wait until the last minute. - Own your work - Do not work only when you see your boss. Work for your own self. The commitment has to come from within you. - Be answerable for your effort and learn to accept your faults. - If you have acknowledged something, then it becomes your duty to finish it in the stipulated time slot. - Be a little tactful - Do not take all that comes to you. A well-mannered “NO” at the start will save your reputation later. - The workers must be deputized tasks as per their concentration and background. This interests them more and the work gets finished well in time. - More absorbed - Be a little absorbed and focus on the work at hand. Never loiter. Never gossip. - Avoid lengthy personal calls at the office. Complete your work and go home on time. You will have sufficient time to catch up with your friends or browse the Internet. Try not to play games at work. It is just not professional. - Be reasonable - No one is a robot. No one can work for the whole day. Speak to your team-mate sitting next to you. - Never over-burden yourself. Read the full article

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[n1k1tty]

keep it on the down low - nishimura riki

╰─ ever since you were selected as riki’s next partner for his upcoming dance collab, you may or may not have developed feelings for each other. but despite their companies not really supporting dating in their idol's careers, both riki and y/n tried to keep it on the down low. key word: tried

pairings: idol! riki x idol! reader

genre: fluff

It was around 2 am in the morning when you and Riki decided to stay for a little bit more to finish up the first part of the song.

"1 2 3 4, 5 6 7 8" Riki counts as you both move in sync, he smiles at your worn out figure laying down on the ground "tired? we can wrap this up if you want to"

He sits down next to you, handing you his cup of cold water. Your mind secretly going on frantic over his little gesture "Let's just finish this last part and i'm heading home- unless you're tired too-" you sip the water, sitting up.

"-Nah, nah i'm not tired yet" He shakes his head. crap, did that sound too desperate? Riki asks himself, trying his best to not make it seem like he was avoiding your gaze

"Alright then, 2:30 we'll leave" You say, walking towards the table as you place the cup. Riki seriously didn't know how calm and collected you were especially with just the two of you alone, together. No managers, no members, nada.

You start playing the music, feeling yourself getting more exhausted each minute that passed by. Sloppily moving your body with the rhythm. Of course that didn't go unnoticed by Riki.

As the song ended, you both face each other. It was a part of the dance, but your face being barely an inch from Riki's wasn't. You both froze, not knowing what to do. Well, facing a different way was another solution, but neither of you wanted to do that, let's be honest.

At this moment, Riki didn't give a shit.

He grabbed you by the waist, faces inching closer by the second. But before your lips could touch—

“This one is for the boys with the boomin syst— Riki? Y/n?” Heeseung takes a second to blink, eyes refusing to see what he was seeing “I uh, I gotta go. My manager is asking if i’m at home. See you Riki, Bye Heeseung” You hurriedly pack your things, face red from embarrassment and the thought of you and Riki almost kissing.

“Hyung— I can explain—“ Riki walks towards him, trying to grab his hand “—Riki calm down, I wont tell” Heeseung chuckles, patting Riki’s bag “If you don’t know where my airpods are, then go walk her home. She’s not supposed to be out at this hour alone. I’ll take your stuff back to the dorm aight?”

“Oh gosh” you groaned, dragging your feet as you rethink what had happened “What should I do?” You pull your hair.

Just as you were about to turn to the corner you hear him call your name ‘No Riki! This is not the time!’ you panicked, but just before you could act as if you didn’t hear him, he taps you by the shoulder “Riki, just what the hell are you thinking chasing me right at this hour!?” You whisper-yell at him “I was just worried about you walking home at 3 am. Your company sucks for not getting you a driver”

“No I told them I could walk home” You chuckle, in Riki’s eyes you seemed so bothered. Noticing the way you dragged your feet and messy hair “Everything okay?” He asked, facing you

“Riki we’re doomed! Heeseung knows, and maybe dispatch is somewhere out there already taking pictures of us at this mome—”

He giggles “So what?” You gasp, mouth open. You seriously couldn’t believe this kid.

“So what?! Ugh, why do I even put up with you” facepalming as you groan

“Heeseung hyung said he wouldn’t tell, and I don’t care about dispatch, engenes know how close we are and does your fans. They’ll think this is a friendly gesture” Riki reassures you as he looked at the stars, finding peace within your presence.

“So don’t worry okay? Everything will be alright. And if they ever suspect anything, I’ll try to find a way to get us out of it” He stops by your doorstep “Well, this is your dorm, good night y/n—”

Without a thought running through your mind, you pecked Riki Nishimura. Immediately trying to unlock the door “Good night Riki” You smile, squealing once you closed it “I saw that” Ningning smirks. There goes your money.

—

It was the following week after your collaboration with Riki was released and so far everything was going great. Both your fans really liked the content you both made, appreciating your talents and especially loved your ‘friendship’

Riki was right, everything was going to be alright. No dispatch and no suspicions from the fans and both companies.

And ever since that night, you and Riki had decided to make it official. Both agreeing to keep it a secret for now until you were both ready.

Thankfully the fans recognized the playful personalities and cherished your friendship, making videos like “Y/n and Riki being chaotic in their (collab) behind” and “Riki and Y/n being the best friends everyone would want” Of course, your companies noticed the sudden increase of popularity for both groups and proposed an idea of having each other in shows, and other things that could possibly make you interact more. Almost immediately, you both were very supportive of the idea and agreed to do more shows.

—

You guys had an episode to go to the beach with the other Enhypen members. As you were filming the things that you were packing, Riki knocks on your door “Oh? Riki came~” you cooed, smiling at the sight of his head peaking through the door “Y/n! You’re packing more than necessary” He laughs, looking at the big pile of folded clothes.

After a few minutes, you decided to stop filming. Immediately throwing yourself into Riki’s arms “Are you excited?” you asked, rubbing circles on his back “not really— I mean yeah i kinda am but what if the other members—”

He pouts at the sound of you laughing “No ones gonna steal me Nishimura Riki. If that’s what you’re worried about” you squished his cheeks

“Now help me pick which swim suit I should wear”

“Okay :D” He gladly says, sitting patiently as you start gathering the options.

So far, filming with enhypen was fun, you got to play games in the pool, grill meat, answering mini interviews the other members held, you enjoyed it all.

Of course the trip wouldn’t be complete without you and Riki flirting with each other once in a while. Which caught both your fans attention, posting overly suspicious interactions between you and Riki. Leaving comments like “act surprised when they reveal that they’re dating” and “OKAY CAN WE TALK ABOUT: Y/n casually wrapping her arms around Riki’s neck while just staring at each other in today’s behind” all around twitter.

Jungwon being active on all social media platforms didn’t help either, resulting to him realizing that you and Riki were more than just friends. Soon enough the other members figure it out as well, silently sitting back and enjoying you both so oblivious towards the fact that everyone knew.

Meanwhile, you and Riki thought you were doing an excellent job at keeping it a secret. While resting on the same bed watching a movie, your manager barges in, shoving the phone into both your faces “Nishimura Riki, care to explain?”

A screenshot of Dispatch tweeting about your guy’s relationship is trending on twitter, following a few screenshots of fans posting about your relationship.

Your heart drops

His manager chuckled, “I already knew. Just came to tell you CEO Bang supports it and would like to have a meeting about confirming it”

Long story short, you both did agree to publicize your relationship and was extremely happy to hear that the fans supported you both

yall, i dont rlly like how i wrote this :( but i rlly missed posting so…. I SWEAR ILL MAKE BETTER ONES. i just need to find my motivation to do so :)

#enhypen #enhypen scenarios #enhypen fluff #enhypen x reader #enhypen x reader fluff #enhypen imagines #enhypen riki #riki fluff #enhypen niki #niki fluff #enhypen niki fluff #n1k1tty: riki m.list !

[frostedfaves]

All Too Well

Masterlist

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader

Summary: A new year leads to a new argument.

Warnings: angst

A/N: this was supposed to be a super angsty breakup fic inspired by Taylor Swift’s All Too Well, but apparently idk how to write sad shit anymore so enjoy whatever this is 😔 (on the bright side, I found a nickname for Wanda to use in my upcoming series 👀)

-

“Those aren’t even the lyrics!” Wanda shouted over the radio, her laughter nearly covering her speech like a blanket.

“Of course it is!” You reached over to turn down the volume on the radio. “Take it from someone who sang this song every day for a year during every single shower.”

“Well, it’s a shame your shampoo bottles never told you that you were serenading them with the wrong words.”

A loud laugh escaped you as both of your heads turned in the same moment, yours to gaze out the passenger window and hers to watch you. The orange and brown leaves that dropped from the trees were only part of the lovely scene in front of you, and Wanda thought the colors provided a wonderful background for her own movie. She got lost in admiring your features, wishing to run her thumb along your lips as a smile formed there, or place a palm against your cheeks, warmed by the sun. Her attention turned back to the road just in time to stop herself from passing a red light, throwing an arm across your torso to keep you from lurching forward against the seatbelt.

“Sorry,” she apologized with flushed cheeks, and you couldn’t help but poke one as you assured her everything was fine. Turns out the sun can bring warmth to fingers, too.

As the two of you made your way to your shared apartment, Wanda wished for your heated touch now, instead of the cold glare you directed to the windshield. She was grateful it was pointed toward the street for now, and she was tempted to drive on forever with the heat blasting until you defrosted. Anything to avoid the confrontation she knew was coming.

“What the hell was that?”

“Baby, please,” she sighed. “The new year just started. Can’t we wait until the sun comes up again and we’ve had some sleep?”

“I’ve waited long enough, Wanda.”

Her shoulders tensed and a shiver ran down her spine because your stare was focused on her now, and the ice made its way to your vocal chords, leaving an especially thick layer around her name. You hadn’t called her anything aside from ‘honeydew’ since your first date, and she endured the teasing from her team because seeing the sparkle in your eyes was worth it. Hearing you say her name now felt like being cursed.

“Can we at least wait until we get home?” she pleaded as she faced you after stopping at the red light. “I want to be able to look you in the eye without putting you in danger.”

“Fine.”

You broke away first to turn the radio volume up, turning your head to avoid her watery eyes. Her vulnerable gaze nearly melted away your resolve entirely, and you refused to let this go on any longer. Wanda forced herself to keep her own eyes on the road and the drive went on silently aside from the song pouring in through the speakers, neither of you bothering to fight over the correct lyrics. You were back at your building within a few minutes, and while you rode the elevator up from the parking garage, Wanda took the stairs. She had no idea what she was walking into, and she just needed to pretend everything was okay for a little bit longer.

When she opened the apartment door, your coat was already hung by the door and she could hear your bare feet padding along the wooden floor to the bedroom. She took her time hanging her own coat and slipping off her shoes, following you down the hall and nearly dropping them out of her hand when she saw you staring at her from the edge of the bed.

“What the hell was that?” you repeated, watching Wanda walk past to place her shoes in the closet.

“I’m going to need more than that, detka.” Her accent became more prominent as her nerves grew, a deep crease forming between her brows as she faced you and leaned against the opposite wall. “What are you asking about?”

“That woman asked about your girlfriend and you told her it was ‘nothing serious’.”

“I was just...saving face.” She kept her arms folded as she shrugged. “She’s friends with Tony and they talk all the time. If I would’ve been all obnoxious about our relationship, he would’ve made a big deal about it later.”

“You’ve been getting teased for ten months by Earth’s mightiest heroes over a nickname and expressing your love for your girlfriend is where you draw the line?!”

“Okay, I’m sorry! It was a mistake and it won’t happen again.” She pushed off the wall and walked forward to grab your hand, but you jumped off the bed and headed toward the kitchen before she could get close. “What--”

“You’ve stopped talking to me, too.”

“We’re literally talking now! We talked on Christmas Day--”

“Oh yeah, I really enjoyed that 30 second talk we had over pancake batter before the whole team stormed in and took over,” you huffed into the refrigerator while searching for something to drink.

“If you have a problem with the Avengers, just say it.”

“I love your team!” you cried out as you closed the refrigerator door. “I probably see more of them than I do you. Three weeks ago, I went to the tower because I hadn’t heard from you all day and I had to find out from the fucking spider kid that you volunteered to join some last minute mission. And you know what? We had dinner together and I talked to him for two hours, which is probably longer than I’ve talked to you since then.”

“I can’t help it if missions come up,” Wanda challenged as she took the glass of water you offered. “This is my job, just like you have yours.”

“I know, but you had your phone with you. At least send a text, let me know you’re okay.”

“I will. Is that it?” She watched your eyes avert from hers, sighing when you headed toward the couch in the living room instead of the bedroom. “It’s not, is it?”

“I just want to know why you haven’t been happy.” You finally met her gaze again when she stopped a few feet away.

“What? I’m happy.”

“Nothing’s been the same since that day you were driving and nearly ran the red light. That was in October, and it’s the beginning of January now.”

“You’re wrong,” Wanda insisted as she inched closer. “I’m happy.”

“I drove myself crazy here while you were gone on all these lengthy trips, trying to think of why you wanted to be so far away all the time. Maybe you weren’t feeling this anymore, or you’d found someone that made you feel more alive--”

“I told you I’m happy!”

In a split second, red filled her eyes and surrounded her hand as she sent her glass flying against the wall. You stared at the droplets of water running down the eggshell colored surface to the wooden floor, flinching when Wanda placed her hand on your thigh as she knelt in front of you and relaxing when you were met with her usual eye color.

“I’m sorry.” She squeezed gently as she sighed, never breaking eye contact. “I’ve just been worried. When we’re together, I tend to lose myself in your existence, and it isn’t safe. A few seconds more, and that day could’ve ended a lot differently.”

“I had my seatbelt on,” you reminded her as you placed your palm over her knuckles, and she shook her head. 

“There are a lot worse threats than a car accident, detka. I just fear that one day, I’ll be wrapped around you so tightly that I won’t have time to free myself and protect you from danger.”

“So your solution to protecting me more was to leave me totally alone with no warning?”

“Now that I’m hearing it with a clear head, it doesn’t sound like such a good plan,” she chuckled with a shake of her head.

“No, it doesn’t, honeydew.” You squeezed her hand with a smile that widened at the sight of Wanda’s. “What?”

“I just never thought I could miss a silly nickname so much.”

-

Tags: @littlegasps @peggycarter-steverogers @imnotasuperhero @natasha-danvers @xxxtwilightaxelxxx @creepingwolfberry @honeyvenable

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x fem! reader #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #scarlet witch x reader #scarlet witch #avengers #the avengers #avengers x reader #avengers x you #avengers x fem!reader #avengers imagine #marvel imagine #marvel x reader #marvel

[savnofilter]

Kinktober Day 3

b. katsuki

☠️ warning(s): 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘, blowjobs, slight exhibition, con-dubcon.

☠️ genre: smut, holiday special.

☠️ words: 1.6k words [6 minutes, 30 seconds].

☠️ read more: kinktober(uary)

☠️ summary: you insisted that he had a formal detox after a long and busy day of hero work, instead youll have to take care of him while hes invested in a video game with his friends.

“Woman -- get your hands off of me!” Katsuki growled feeling your hands move from sensually massaging his shoulders, the intimate but soft-action making him relax only to tense up from being diligently focused on his task in front of him.

You pout as he rejects your bouts of affection, hands moving to his slide down his front. You move to kiss his neck, the sound of your lips reaching his headphone’s mic, and his friend’s start to question him, quickly turning it off to avoid any further suspicions. “Katsuki, you haven’t paid attention to me at all since you’ve come home. You’ve been at work all day, don’t you want distress?” You mumble against his ear, pulling and circling the couch to lay your head in his lap and cuddle up to him.

“Of course I do! Those dumbasses wanted me to join the damn party...” He curtly explains, getting comfortable as he gets adjusted to your head being in his lap, hips slouching down, and allowing you more room. You hummed happily as his clothes smelled fresh, the faint scent of his after-work shower hitting your nostrils and stirring the familiar arousal in you. You could hear him talking into the mic again, peering up at him to watch him get immersed in the game once again. You sighed as you watched him go, deciding to just observe the scene instead… until an idea came to your head.

You moved to nuzzle his cock against his pants, him tensing up at the feeling of your face against his half-erect cock. Bakugo snapped his gaze to look down at you for a second, not being to cut his mic off since it had to do with the game itself. You could read him and you grinned, continuing further with your plans. You moved onto your stomach, your hands moving to grip his already hard member. You licked your lips as you could tell he was thinking about what you had offered before. After teasing him a bit, your hands moved to drag his pants down, his hips moving some to allow you the space to do so and letting it down enough so his cock could spring out. He wasn’t exactly aroused enough to be spring on a hard one, but it was getting there. You carefully started to stroke his pp, stopping at the top to softly rub at his sensitive tip.

You could see his Adam’s apple bump at the feeling, his nose flaring in anticipation at your next actions. His eyes signaled you to hurry up, his hips bucking into your hand to speed it up. You pout as you’re not able to tease him, the building feeling to suck him off overriding your ability to hold back. Your handheld his cock up and licked the side of it, humming at the taste of his skin and making him slightly tense up.

He whispers a shut up to you, knowing that the sound from your mouth could have reached the mic and almost blown his cover -- pretty ironic, right? His hand comes down to push you to take his cock, the motion forcing you to take his cock without restraint. You quietly whimpered as his member filled your mouth, trying not to make too much noise as he let you do what you want. Katsuki was somewhat skilled in playing with his console, being able to use one hand while the other concentrated on you. He didn’t even have to look at you to push your head down and force more of him down your throat, the tight squeeze of it almost prompting him to moan out at the sensation around his tip. It took you having to assume the proper pace for him to finally let you move for yourself. His hand that used to push your head down teasingly running down your body to tease you, catching your small glimpse up at him with his cock full in your mouth. He felt blessed enough you were wearing his shirt only, cursing under his breath when he tugs the fabric up to reveal that you had not one trace of underwear underneath.

“You alright, Bakubro? Did you face some trouble on your end?” Kirishima asks innocently, the strain in his voice indicating that he was in his predicament himself in the game.

“Y-Yeah, a whole gang of them.”

“Shoot your location and I’ll come to save you, Kacchan!”

“I thought I told you to quit calling me that, Pikachu!” Katsuki growls at the nickname, giving his location on the team’s map anyways. His rough hand grabbed one of your cheeks, trying hard not to deliver a sharp strike against your cheek and feel the heat of your skin under it. He took no more prodding and groping before moving his touches down to finally between your legs.

You didn’t pay attention to whatever he and his friends discussed, only clear on feeling up your husband. You hummed happily at the feeling, lifting your head and left hand holding his cock up as you start to lick it up and down while your right-hand plays with his balls. Your back arched so it was easier for Katsuki to slip his fingers within you, the tips of his fingers teasing your entrance sinking them into your hot core. You had to suckle against the side of his cock to keep yourself from blowing his cover, gaze fluttering up to look at him as you worked. His fingers curled inside of you, his digits wiggling to find your g-spot and smirking against the mic of his headset.

“I found it, taking it back to base,” Bakugo says proudly, his fingers stroking the spot to tease you even further. Your legs spread as much as they could on the couch, your jaw-dropping as he thrusts his fingers into you. You moved your mouth to suck on his length properly again, brows furrowing in concentration to keep yourself from making him embarrassed.

His cock twitched in your mouth as you arched your back to feel his fingers deeper within you, the tight squeeze of your walls urging him in. Katsuki pulls out abruptly to watch the slick on his hands, observing it before gesturing you to get up. Your lips reluctantly leave from sucking his length, panting softly in wanton desire for him. He holds up his cock up and slaps it against your face, giving you the bright idea of what he was gesturing too.

You happily hop into his lap and get settled, grabbing his cock and guiding it to your opening and sitting on it. You moan as his cock bottoms out inside him, his face highlighting a deep pink at it. He quickly shoves the three fingers that were used to fuck you, making you choke on it.

“Um, Bakugo-”

“Shut up.” He cuts Kaminari off shortly, his fingers purposely prodding at the back of your throat and appreciating your loving but needy gaze pleading for him to give his undivided attention. His hand that held the controller quickly came up to mute his headset quickly, quickly tossing both pieces of equipment to change positions and press you into the couch. “You’re so fucking needy.” He presses his face into your neck as he grips your thighs, pressing them to your body as he rocks into you. “All over me, interrupting my game, you’re my little bitch aren’t~?” He taunts into your ear-biting onto your lobe and sucking on it.

Your legs wrapped around his waist as you both grew close. His hips didn’t stop for a moment as he chased his release as well, the feeling between you both reaching for your orgasms almost like his game. You held no warning towards him as you tensed up and came on his length, his pleasure reaching yours as well. His hips stuttered against yours as he tried holding out to no avail. He let you finish on his throbbing cock, pulling out so he could cum on your quivering cunt and exposed stomach. He grunted in release watching as his cum coats your skin, watching your messy cunt.

“Y-Yes, Katsuki~!” You throw your head back against the couch’s cushion, your thighs relaxing into his hold to let him do as he pleases. He spread your legs wide to allow ample room for him to thrust into you, his ruts satiating your needs with each rock. Your hands circled his shoulders and held him close to you, his mouth on your skin making you whine out for him. “Fuck I missed you so much~” You closed your eyes in bliss once he positions his hips at a different angle, the change of it making it Katsuki’s cock rub against the same spot before that always makes you shiver.

The light sound of his teammates yelling from his headset reaches your eyes, Your hands tremble in need, your grip getting weak as you can’t help but cling onto him, your breath getting light. His skin slapped against yours happily, the sopping sound of your pussy taking in his raging hard cock doing nothing but up the hot tension in the room. He huffs at your desperation, his lips moving to give your neck a chaste kiss before biting at the spot and sucking to give you a new mark. He repeated his process to other spots the v-neck offered, groaning against your skin and rocking his hips faster into you.

He rubs his glistening length against your cunt, using the mixture of both your jizzes as a lubricant. His eyes trail up to you and grin mischievously as he rams into you without warning, your walls welcoming him regardless.

“You wanted my undivided attention? You’ve got it.”

#kinktober #bnha kinktober #mha kinktober #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #mha x reader #mha x y/n #bnha smut #mha smut #bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha bakugou #bnha bakugou katsuki #mha bakugou #mha bakugo katsuki #bnha katsuki #bnha katsuki bakugou #bnha katsuki x reader #bnha katsuki bakugou imagine #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo x reader #bnha bakugo x reader #mha bakugo x reader #tw con-dubcon #tw; con-dubcon #n/sfw #sav sins

[binunus]

injury | cha eunwoo

a/n ~im a simp for eunwoo, you’re a simp for eunwoo, let’s be simps for eunwoo~

LMFAO anyway this is the first week w/o true beauty and yes as much as suho’s character was a bit toxic, he was end game and that’s it !! also eunwoo bb worked so hard :’) no one can deny eunwoo’s superb acting skills alright !! and if they do they boutta catch these hands. so here’s a cute little something of basketball player!eunwoo bc im in love with him

pls watch handsome tigers or this tik tok if you wanna indulge in basketball player!eunwoo bc everyone should at least once in their life

→ pairing: basketball player!eunwoo x athletic trainer!reader

→ genre: fluff, lil angst

→ word count: 5.1k ________________________________________________

Your POV

One thing you didn’t expect when you applied to be a student athletic trainer for the university basketball team was to end up dating one of their star players, but here you were: holding hands with Cha Eunwoo–the starting shooting guard–as you two walked into the basketball court. 

He gave you a smile and a kiss to the cheek before going off to join his teammates in stretching. You let out a content sigh, watching as he happily greeted the other basketball players, and then went over to the other student trainers. 

Usually, you wouldn’t have much to do since the boys were just practicing, but there was someone new joining today, so you and the other trainers had to give her a little rundown on what she signed up for. 

“-mostly we just tape up and ice the guys if they have an injury or a muscle strain, but yeah that should be about it. Simple, right?”

The new girl nodded, eyes trained on the court as the team just started their warmups. “Who’s that? Number 97 is hot–”

“And dating y/n.” One of the male trainers, and yours and Eunwoo’s close friend, Rocky said, narrowing his eyes at the new girl as he rested his elbow on your shoulder. “So don’t even think of any ideas to–”

“Rocky,” You scolded hitting his stomach, “Don’t be rude.”

The girl gave you a once over, an uncomfortable smile on your face, as her eyes met yours. “Ah...well, you must have an amazing personality, y/n!”

You were taken aback, did she just call you ugly? You forced a laugh, trying your best not to quip back at her. Rocky, though, had no restraints, “Clearly a better one than yours.”

Before the new girl could respond, the head trainer called her over, a huge sigh of relief coming from you. Rocky clicked his tongue as he stared at her back, “She’s not going to last long with us. I don’t get why you’re so timid when others are clearly insulting you, y/n.”

You rolled your eyes at him. When it came to your friends, it was definitely Rocky and Myungjun who were not afraid to be bold about what they were thinking. “Eunwoo and I have been dating for more than a year now, you don’t think I’m used to people always saying that my boyfriend is out of my league? I just try to ignore it now Rocky c’mon, I know how Eunwoo feels about me and that’s enough.” 

“Damn hyung’s handsome face.” The younger male shook his head. You chuckled, the two of you taking a seat on the bench and conversing as the basketball practice went on. During water breaks, Eunwoo would come over to where you and Rocky were sitting, chatting it up with you two in brief increments before resuming practice. He would always pucker his lips up for a peck before leaving, which you would definitely grant and Rocky would pretend to be disgusted.

By the end of their practice, you managed to successfully avoid the new girl, waiting outside the locker room like you always do after bidding Rocky goodbye. Eunwoo smiled once he saw you, immediately draping his arm around your shoulders as he kissed your temple in greeting. “Baby, I’m hungry.”

“Mmm, you want to eat out or order in?” You asked looking up at him.

“Order in, I’m tired.” He said, the two of you already making your way to his car.

--

As soon as you two arrived back at Eunwoo’s apartment, he immediately plopped down on the couch. You chuckled, lightly smacking his butt, “Baby, go take a shower first, you’re sweaty.”

“Wanna take one with me?” He asked blinking his big beautiful eyes at you. You grinned, the offer was tempting, but you already took a shower earlier today and you wanted to order this food as soon as possible. Eunwoo pouted as you shook your head in rejection, getting up to go the bathroom looking like a kicked puppy. 

You turned on the television to whatever variety show was on at the moment, barely paying attention as you were looking through the food delivery app on your phone. You turned your head as Bin walked out of his bedroom, no doubt having just woken up from a nap.

“Oh? You guys are back.” He said sleepily, waving to you.

“Binnie, we’re ordering for dinner, do you want something?” You asked offering him your phone, a laugh leaving you at the boost of energy he received from the word ‘dinner’

“You know a way to man’s heart, y/n.” Bin said jokingly as he started looking through the menu. “By the way, Rocky texted me about that new trainer–rude ass bitch.”

“God you guys spread gossip faster than girls.” You said amused, “I told him earlier, I’m used to people saying stuff like that. It’s whatever.”

“I guess, but you know how sad Eunwoo will be if he finds out this is still going on?” Bin said handing you your phone back. “We’ve been telling you this since the beginning, don’t let other people’s opinions get to you. You’re attractive, y/n! And to Eunwoo, you’re the most beautiful person in the world.”

You smiled, touched by his words of comfort, “Thanks Binnie, ah where would me and Eunwoo be without all of your guys’ support?”

“Nowhere because he wouldn’t have had the balls to confess to you if it wasn’t for us.” He scoffed heading to the bathroom.

“Change your mind, baby?”

“You better stay in the shower! I don’t wanna see your dick while I’m peeing.”

You laughed at their interaction, your attention shifting to the television as you patiently waited for your food and company. Within 30 minutes, the three of you were happily stuffing yourselves full with the takeout, talking up a storm while watching tv. You leaned back against the couch when you felt your stomach capacity maxed out, hands perched on your belly as you groaned, “I can’t eat anymore.”

They looked at you in amusement, Bin laughing while Eunwoo rested his hand on your knee, a fond smile on his face as he told you he’ll finish up your leftovers. The two boys then got engrossed in their own conversation of sorts, you listening quietly to the side as the food coma started to kick in. Somewhere in the midst of their conversation, you settled behind Eunwoo, legs draped next to his body as you snaked your arms around his waist, resting your head on his back. He hummed, still chewing on his food as he took one of your hands and squeezed it. 

You started to zone out, their dialogue beginning to sound like a bunch of nonsensical noise. Bin looked over to where you were laying, “I think y/n’s about to knock out.” 

Your boyfriend turned his body to get a glimpse of you, grinning as you whined from the shift in movement. He changed your positions so that you were leaning next to his side, his arm around your waist as you rested your head on his shoulder. “Food coma?”

You nodded, snuggling into his side to get comfortable. Bin watched the two of you with a smile, scooping up the last of his food before clapping his hands, “Well! you guys being all cuddly is making me miss my bub...so see you lovebirds tomorrow!”

You snort, eyes still closed as you respond to him, “Aren’t they hanging out with Eunbi right now? I saw it earlier on their Instagram story.”

He shrugs, gathering up the trash, “I’m going to crash their hangout because I want to cuddle too. Have fun you two, good night sweet dreams, use protection...or not, be a little spicy!”

Eunwoo rolls his eyes as he picks up a throw pillow and chucks it at his roommate, “Alright bye Binnie.”

It takes all but five minutes before Bin leaves the apartment. The moment you two were alone, Eunwoo immediately tightened his hold, practically pulling you onto his lap as he laid you both down on the couch, spooning you from behind. You let out a smile, hands on top of his as he kissed your shoulder, “You ran a lot today baby, are your legs okay?”

He cutely nods his head, his chin lightly digging into your skin, “My calves are a bit tight, but I’ll probably just roll them out at the gym tomorrow.”

You hummed, rubbing his arm, “Do you want me to massage your legs?”

“It’s okay baby, we’re both tired. I’ll just do it tomorrow.” He said, not wanting to move from the couch any time soon. You chuckled, turning around so that you faced him, your eyes finally blinking open, “If you wait until tomorrow, your calves are gonna be stiff and sore, you might get a muscle cramp. C’mon baby.”

He kissed your nose in response, “You were literally about to knock out from a food coma five minutes ago.”

“The feeling comes and goes,” You grinned, moving to stand up from the couch. Eunwoo pouted at your absence, but followed your movement anyway, taking your hand as you led him to his bedroom. He obediently laid face down on his bed, waiting as you searched his room for the roller stick. “Can we cuddle after?”

“Yes,” You laughed, giving him a kiss before you sat down next to his legs. “Baby, this is your perk for dating an athletic trainer. I need to make sure you’re in tip top shape.”

“But rolling calves always hurt.” Eunwoo whined, already wincing as you started to apply pressure under the back of his knee. You tried to be gentle at first before really going in with stretching his calf muscles, “that’s because your calves are the tensest muscles in the body, they’re put under a lot of strain and pressure from walking and running so it hurts when you try to relax them.”

“I love when you talk medical to me,” He sighs dreamily. You roll your eyes, pressing down hard on the meat of his calves. You felt bad when Eunwoo started letting out complaints of pain, trying to talk him through it and distract him from the pressure on his legs. “Ow ow baby! It hurts!”

“I know I know, almost done baby, I promise.” You said gently, rolling the stick thoroughly over both calves a couple more times, trying to get rid of all the deep knots that accumulated in his muscles. After deciding that he’s suffered through enough with the stick, you put it to the side and began kneading the heels of your palms through his skin, stimulating his muscles gently after the harsh rolling session. Your hands slowly moved north until they landed on his shoulders, briefly massaging the knots out in his neck as well. You ended up laying next to him, cooing cutely as you pressed a kiss to his cheek, “all done.”

Your boyfriend smiled, pulling you into his chest as he kissed your forehead, “thank you baby.”

“You better not ask any of the other trainers to do this for you,” You pouted, a little bubble of jealousy coming up from the earlier situation at the gym. “Except Rocky, maybe.”

Eunwoo scoffed, running his hands through your hair as he met your eyes, “I would much rather have you give me a massage than Rocky. And hey, you better not offer this treatment to the other guys too or I’ll get jealous. You’re my trainer.” 

“Deal.” You grinned hugging him tightly, all feelings of jealousy quenched.

--

Game days always had a specific schedule to be followed. In the morning, you two were free to do whatever you pleased, but it always ended up with the two of you procrastinating in bed until 11 am. Eunwoo always ate a high-protein high-calorie meal whenever he had games and today’s lunch was no different. After eating, the two of you began to get ready, which included showering and getting dressed.

Today you wore a simple set of jeans a black crop top, finishing your look with the university sports quarter zip, which you were required to wear for every game. After tying your hair up, you turned to your boyfriend who was just starting to dress himself. You took a seat on his bed, marveling at how attractive he looked as he slipped on his jersey and shorts. “I’ll never get over seeing you in your uniform, baby.”

He grinned, placing his arms on either side of your body as he hovered over you, leaning down for a kiss. You expected it to be short and sweet, but Eunwoo had different ideas, lips still working against yours as your back gave in, laying down on the bed. You whined as one of his hands took place on your waist, rubbing at the exposed skin, “Mm, baby, we have to leave soon.”

“I know,” he said moving his lips down your jaw, “I just wanted to kiss you.”

“You can kiss me all you want after your game.” You lightly chuckled, wrapping your arms around his torso in a hug. He nodded, face buried in your neck as he dug his hands under your body, hugging you tightly. You hummed, caressing his hair soothingly, “Are you nervous?”

“A little, I’m always nervous before a game, baby.” Eunwoo said pressing a kiss to your collarbone, “You’ll cheer me on, right?”

“Always,” You said patting his back, “C’mon, we should start heading out soon.”

He nodded, reluctantly getting off of you and pulling your body up with him. You offered your boyfriend a cheerful smile, reaching up to fix the bangs out of his eyes before cupping his cheeks, shaking his face in between your hands, “You’re going to do amazing today baby, as always.”

Eunwoo smiled at your action, pecking your lips again before the two of you did a last-minute search around his room for your belongings. After getting all that you needed, the two of you bid Bin goodbye, telling the swimmer that you’ll see him at the court later. You took your place in the driver’s seat, wanting Eunwoo to just relax for the short drive to the gymnasium. You dropped him off at the entrance first before going to find parking, having Eunwoo arrive early was more important than your arrival anyway. 

As soon as you walked into the court, the players were already doing their stretches, your boyfriend in the midst of them all. You glanced at him briefly before greeting the other trainers, the group of you having a quick pre-game discussion of roles before being dismissed to do your own things. 

You actively try to avoid the new girl as the time draws closer to the start of the game, not wanting your energy to get dampered. By now, the other team has already arrived and the stands were slowly starting to fill up. You were seated calmly behind the bench, trying to pass the time on your phone, before your boyfriend took the space next to you, hand automatically going on top of your knee. “You ready?”

“As much as I can be,” He grinned rubbing your kneecap, “Wanna come with me to fill up my water bottle?”

You nod, you weren’t doing anything anyway. The male immediately drapes his arm over your shoulders as the two of you walk to the water station, the two of you already getting excited about your dinner plans after the game. The rest of your friends would be joining you, no doubt, as you already spotted them near the front of the student seating. 

You were in such a good mood, anticipating the start of what was going to be a good game. Your university was going against their rivals, so expectations for both teams were high. You and Eunwoo were leisurely walking back to the court, he still had a couple more minutes before he needed to join his team. 

“Hey, you’re Eunwoo, right? I don’t think we’ve met before. I’m Hana, the new student trainer. You’re really good at playing!” The girl said walking up to the two of you. You immediately felt your body stiffen at her appearance, trying not to let it show to your boyfriend. He gives the new girl a polite smile, “Ah thank you.”

“If you need anything, I’ll be more than happy to help you.” She said batting her eyelashes sweetly at him. You pursed your lips tightly, jealousy easily building up inside of you. Eunwoo only laughed awkwardly, “I appreciate it, but y/n’s got everything handled when it comes to me, right baby?”

You nod, trying your hardest not to punch Hana in the face at her blatant attempt to flirt with your boyfriend right in front of you. Eunwoo noticed your discomfort immediately, removing his hand from where it was interlocked with yours before slipping it around your waist, squeezing the skin gently. “Well, it was nice meeting you Hana, but I should go back to the team...I’ll look at you when I need good luck, baby, hm?”

You manage to crack a smile, a little laugh leaving you when he puckered his lips out for a kiss. You step on your tiptoes, granting his wish quickly, before pushing him out towards the court. You turn towards Hana and give her a forced smile before searching for Rocky. 

You weren’t surprised to find him in the bleachers, sitting and chatting amongst your group of friends. You go and join them with a light feeling in your chest, greeting the other four of them with hugs.

“How are you doing y/n? You excited?” Jinjin asked as you take a seat next to him.

“Yeah! I mean the guys have a really good chance of winning this one, it’s gonna be a good game.” You smiled clasping your hands together. Rocky only scoffed as he pointed at you, “Bitch, I saw Hana approaching you and Eunwoo hyung, spill.”

You throw the younger male a joking glare, “Nothing gets past you, huh?”

Bin immediately cringed at her name, hand palming his forehead, “Oh God, what did she do?”

You shrugged passively, “She just introduced herself to him and said that if he needed anything, she’ll gladly help him or whatever.”

The boys groaned in response, Sanha reaching over Jinjin to tap your leg, “And? What did hyung say?”

“He let her down gently and said that he goes to me if he needs anything–”

“As he should!” Myungjun said indignantly, crossing his arms in annoyance. Jinjin only nodded, “Good boy.”

“If she even tries to homewreck y/n, just say the word and I’ll scream at her!” Myungjun said in all seriousness. You laugh at his claim, “thanks guys, but I think Eunwoo made it pretty obvious to her so it’s fine.”

The youngest sighed giving you a pout, “You’re too nice, y/n.”

“That’s what I’m saying,” Rocky said agreeing with Sanha, “If I was you and someone was flirting with my partner, I’d clock them right in the face.”

“Hey, I wanted to–”

“You should have,” Bin sighed, “What a shame, maybe next time.”

“I usually don’t advocate for violence, but I’d turn a blind eye for this, y/n.” Jinjin agreed. You rolled your eyes at them, “You know, as much as I love to sit here and get lectured, Rocky and I have to go down to the trainer section.”

“We’ll see you guys later!” Rocky said as the two of you stand to go to the bench, taking your seats with the other trainers–and as far away from Hana as you could. 

The game was already intense from the tip-off, both sides in a tight match to get a starting lead. The cheers from the stands were just as heightened, giving energy to both sides during baskets or free throws. Their plays started to get rougher from the beginning of the second half, more and more fouls getting called on both teams. 

You and the trainers were busy as well, assessing each player during substitutions and icing whenever they came back to the bench. By the third quarter, your team established a good six-point lead, the energy of your section high from Eunwoo’s back-to-back 3 pointers. 

You could distinctly hear Myungjun’s scream as he shouted Eunwoo’s name, a laugh coming from the bench at his volume. You hid your face in Rocky’s back, second hand embarrassment coming from the two of you at your friends’ loud cheering tactics.

You even spotted Eunwoo letting out a smile as both sides prepared for a free throw, your boyfriend giving a thumbs up to the guys in acknowledgement. His gaze then shifted onto you, your cheeks flushing as he shot you a heart-fluttering wink, a smile gluing itself onto your face.

You watched with pride as his concentration zeroed back in on the game, his team playing impeccable defense as they raced to your side of the court. After a couple back and forth relays, your team was on offense, trying to calm down the tensions as they strategized their next play.

It all happened so fast. The opponents stole the ball from your point guard, commencing a fast break. Eunwoo sped across court, the defense of your team depending on him and another player. 

“Eunwoo–screen!”

He followed the instructions of his teammate well, placing his body in front of the opponent as he tried to defend your team’s basket. Unfortunately, the momentum of the other player was too much, both players roughly colliding and falling on the court. 

You gasped in horror, immediately standing up from your seat as the referee blew the whistle to stop the play. Your teeth dug into your lower lip in worry as Eunwoo remained on the floor, clutching his waist in pain as some players and the referees surrounded him. The head trainer jogged onto the court, kneeling in front of Eunwoo to ask if he was okay. 

The gymnasium was quiet, looking on to the scene that was unfolding in the center of the floor. Slowly, the trainer helped Eunwoo stand up, your boyfriend leaning his weight on the male as he limped off to the side, the coach substituting in the other shooting guard in place of Eunwoo. Both sides started clapping in respect, as they always do when someone gets injured during a play. 

The head trainer looked to the group of you, “someone help me with Eunwoo.”

Before you could even respond, Hana beat you to the chase raising her hand, “I can help.”

“y/n,” Eunwoo said, eyes only on you. The head trainer looks between you and Hana, sighing, “Decide amongst yourselves, and fast.”

“It’ll give me more experience-”

“No, I want y/n.” Eunwoo said seriously, not even giving her a chance. The head trainer ushers you over, your feet finally taking a step with the help of Rocky pushing you forward. You accidentally shove Hana out of your way as you approach Eunwoo and the trainer, taking some of your boyfriend’s weight as the three of you walk to the locker room.

Once in the locker room, the head trainer immediately started assessing Eunwoo’s waist, trying to determine whether he needed to be sent to the hospital for a scan. Quickly and quietly, you follow the trainer’s lead, offering your assistance when he needed it. All the while, you hold Eunwoo’s hand as your boyfriend was trying not to think of the pain in his lower back.

“Do you think you can walk, Eunwoo?”

“I don’t know, there’s a sharp pain in my waist if I try to turn my body.” Eunwoo said attempting to rotate his upper half.

“No no no, don’t move. Let’s get you to the hospital to make sure there isn’t anything broken.” He sighed taking out his phone to call the medical team, “y/n, I’m sure you’ll be accompanying your boyfriend. Text me Eunwoo’s updates, okay?”

You nodded, briefly leaving Eunwoo’s side to gather both his and your things. Within the next five minutes, a group of EMTs entered the locker room, lifting Eunwoo onto a stretcher and rolling him to an ambulance, you following closely behind. 

You didn’t say much on the way too the hospital, your mind too preoccupied with worry and thinking about the worst-possible scenario for your boyfriend. Even when you arrived at the hospital, Eunwoo was immediately whisked away to get some scans and X-rays done, you being escorted to the waiting room in the meantime. It seemed like forever until a nurse approached you, leading you to the room where Eunwoo was being held. 

You let out a sigh upon seeing him, almost being moved to tears as he offered you a smile, “You’re smiling? Cha Eunwoo, I oughta–”

“Baby, I’m okay.” He chuckled lightly, hand outstretched to meet yours. You frowned, putting both of your bags down to the side as you took a seat by his bedside, “Are you okay? What did the doctor say? I need to update the trainer and your coach too.”

“Nothing’s broken,” He said first, attempting to ease some of your anxiety. “The doctor said I had a nasty fall that bruised my coccyx so there’s a lot of inflammation to the area. They gave me some pain medication so I don’t really feel anything right now, but I should be discharged tomorrow. And then he gave me a referral to a chiropractor who I’ll see in about two days. But baby, I’m okay, promise.”

“You can’t play though,” You said softly, hands fiddling with his fingers, “I feel like I’m more upset than you.”

“I played hard today so I don’t regret anything.” He said simply, “it sucks that I couldn’t finish the game, but injuries are a part of being an athlete, you know that baby. Besides, from what the doctor said, I shouldn’t be out for too long, maybe just a game or two. I told him I’m in especially good hands because you’re gonna take care of me.”

You said nothing, still not fully believing that he’s taking this situation so well. “Baby...give me a smile, hm? I’ll feel much better if I see you smiling.”

Mustering up the brightest smile that you could, you finally looked up at his face. His features only softened, knowing that you were trying your best to stay strong for him, “Are you still worried?”

“Baby, you’re in the hospital.” You said as if stating the obvious, “How could I not be worried?” 

“You’re so cute being all worried about me,” He teased squeezing your hand. You scoffed, finally easing up a little at his flirting. “You laughed! I heard you laugh just now!”

“You’re annoying,” You said as you took out your phone to give the head trainer updates on Eunwoo’s condition. After you pressed send, you immediately received a call from Sanha, “Hello?”

“Is Eunwoo hyung okay?!” “Is he dying?!” “Eunwoo no he’s too young to die!”

You flinched at their loud volume, turning your phone on speaker so that you and Eunwoo could both respond to their chatter. “Guys, he’s not dying.”

“I’m okay,” He laughed taking your phone. “Hold on, did we win?”

“Are you fucking serious? That’s what you wanna know?!” Myungjun scolded into the phone. You chuckled, the guys talking over each other again as they announced they were on the way to the hospital. “They never said if we won or not.”

“I guess you’ll find out when they arrive.” You said, patting his cheek as you stood, removing your sweater. “Do you want some water, baby? I could go get some.”

He shook his head, puckering up his lips for something else. “Please? I’m injured.”

“You’re going to use this to your advantage, aren’t you?” You asked leaning down to grant him a quick kiss. “Maybe.”

After handing Eunwoo his phone, you went to the bathroom for a little bit before coming back and taking a seat on the hospital bed that he so highly encouraged. “If we get scolded by the nurse, I’m blaming it on you.”

“It’s not like you’re laying in bed with me, baby. We’ll be fine.” He said putting his hand on your thigh. He rubbed your cloth of your jeans gently, thinking to himself as you responded to messages on your phone. “Baby, you know I love you, right?”

You made a sound of confusion, looking up from your phone and meeting his eyes, “Hm? Of course I do. I love you too. Why, all of a sudden?”

“Just, when Hana was talking to us earlier and when she volunteered to try and help, I could see that you were uncomfortable.” Eunwoo said gently, “It annoyed me too, to be honest. Like what else did I need to do to show that I’m dating you.”

“Don’t worry about it,” You said stroking his hair, “I’m used to people thinking that they can steal you away just because they’re prettier than me or more handsome than me or whatever. It doesn’t bother me that much anymore, baby––and it shouldn’t bother you too.”

“That’s so fucked up, y/n, how can that not bother me?” He frowned. “You are the most attractive person in my eyes, baby. If anyone pulls this shit again, I swear I won’t let it slide.”

“I know,” You said quietly, kissing his cheek. “I love you.”

“And I love you,” Eunwoo said, “I don’t want you to ever forget that y/n, you’re mine and no one can do anything to change that.”

“Mmm, I’m lucky that you and the guys always defend me, aren’t I?” You lightly smiled, “God, you have no idea how many times Rocky cursed Hana out in the past week.”

“As he should,” Eunwoo nodded kissing the back of your hand, “see, this is why they’re my friends.”

“Speaking of our friends.” You said looking at the door, “I can hear them coming.”

Your boyfriend chuckled, both of your attentions at the door, which shortly was opened by five boisterous guys. The sound in the hospital room suddenly increasing tenfold at their appearance, all five of them crowding and fussing around the bed. You giggled, sharing a look with Eunwoo as the guys started talking all at once. He grinned, listening until the end of their rambles. Although he was injured, Eunwoo noticed that he couldn’t be feeling any happier. He had no doubt that he would have a speedy recovery, especially if you and his best friends were right by his side. _______________________________________

2-12-21

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[20moonchild21]

𝗦𝗲𝗵𝗻𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗵𝘁 [𝗯𝘁𝘀]

⇉ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 8

[pairings]

JK x female!oc, Bunny!JK x human!female!oc, Jin x female!oc, Leopard!Jin x human!female!oc, Jimin x female!oc, white Tiger!Jimin x human!female!oc, Taehyung x female!oc, black Tiger!Taehyung x human!female!oc, JK x Jin x Jimin x Taehyung x female!oc

[warnings]

Mentioned of an abusive past, mistrust, threatments, hardcore fluff

[words]

4.2k

[author]

Hey there, I hope you have had an amazing week so far! I am so excited to upload this chapter, because it has some really cute scenes. I am also sorry for making Tae so grumpy all the time. We all know that he is a real sweetheart💜

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[chapter 7 ||| chapter 9]

„Jungkook, stop worrying.” The older boy said, as he watched his brother hitting his punching bag hard. “She said that she had much to do in the city. She will be okay.”

The younger one didn’t listen to his brother. He just kept punching his bag harder and harder, letting out all his frustration and worries. The girl had been gone for more than 3 hours, even thought she had said that she would be back within 2 hours.

It wasn’t that Jin wasn’t worried as well, but he tried to stay optimistic. Maybe there was terrible traffic in New York, or she met an old friend with who she had decided to drink a coffee. Jungkook was the complete opposite. He had walked up and down in front of the front door for 30 minutes, and Jin had to stop him when he had wanted to go out and look for her.

“What if – something happened – “ Jungkook hit his fists against the sack hard with each word. “What if – she is – hurt – or if – she needs – help?”

He threw one last punch in frustration and turned around to his brother, sitting down on the bed next to him. He pulled open the Velcro fasteners with his mouth and pushed them off of his hands, throwing them onto the floor.

“Don’t worry, Kook.” Jin tried to cheer him up by wrapping his arms around his younger brother, pulling both of them down on the bed. “She will be coming home soon.”

“Home.” Jungkook mumbled to himself, before he suddenly turned his head. “I am happy, Hyung.”

Jin smiled when he heard those words. This was everything he had ever wanted for this young boy.

“Me too, Kook.” He whispered, closing his eyes.

This was the first time, he actually admitted that he was happy to live with the girl. In the beginning, he tried to find something on her that would proof his opinion on human, but he couldn’t. Over all those days he had spent here, he had gained more and more trust in the girl. Hope had been nothing but nice to is brother and him, and never in his life had he felt such a warmth and luck. It was not only that the apartment itself felt warm, but also the girl’s whole personality. It was the way how she smiled and laughed, or how she listened to every detail she got told by him or Jungkook.

While the two boys kept talking on the bed for several minutes, when suddenly, the familiar clicking of the front door could be heard.

“See Jungkook. I told you that –“ Something was odd when he sniffed the air, Jungkook smelled it too.

Normally, the girl’s scent would fill out the apartment when she would return home. It was one of his favourite things to smell, because her scent always was so much stronger when she entered the apartment form outside. But this time, it wasn’t just her scent filling the space. There was someone else, and he didn’t like that this someone was another male Hybrid. Immediately, a strange feeling started spreading in his chest.

Jungkook beside him had smelled it, too. The younger one had shot up from the bed and was already running out of the room, over into the living room. Jin quickly followed after him. He didn’t know would expect him in the living room.

“What the –“ He heard Jungkook cursing, as he run up next to him.

In the middle of the living room, right were the sofa was placed, was Hope kneeling next to another male Hybrid. He had a really annoyed expression on his face, while he was holding his bandaged arm in front of his chest. On his other side stood a second Hybrid, but in contrary to the sitting male, he looked rather scared than dangerous. His white, fluffy ears were tightly pressed against his dark hair, while his striped tail was wrapped around his leg and his with his fingers he fiddled with the hem of his shirt

From on to the other second, Jin felt something snap inside of him. This apartment, even if he had only been living here for one and a half week, was his territory. The furniture were covered in his scent, that spot the grumpy Hybrid was sitting on was his spot, and the girl that was touching him belonged to his territory, as well as Jungkook of course.

By now, the Hybrid on the sofa had also noticed the two others. With an enormous speed, he pushed the shy looking male behind him, before he laid his black ears flat against his head, showing off his sharp fangs and growling loudly at him and Jungkook. Almost at the same time, Jin had pushed the bunny behind him, showing off his slightly smaller but not less sharp fangs as well.

“Hey, hey, hey.” The girl pushed herself off of the sofa, slowly walking up in Jin’s direction. “Jin, stop it. He is hurt. We need to help him.”

“Go away from them, Hope.” Jin quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her carefully away from the other two intruders. “They are dangerous.”

“No, they are not dangerous, Jin.” She squirmed out of his grip. “Please, stop growling at them. They are scared and injured.”

Jin looked from the girl over to the other two males. “Tae, stop.” He heard the smaller Hybrid whispering, as he laid his hands on the other one’s shoulders. The leopard was torn. On the one hand, he knew how it felt to be hurt and scared, but on the other hand, the one with the black ears looked dangerous, and he wanted to avoid that Hope or Jungkook would get hurt.

“I don’t trust them.” He whispered, not moving his eyes away from the males on the sofa.

“Me neither.” Jungkook piped in from behind.

“But you didn’t trust me either when I first took you in.” She took a step back to look both brothers into the eyes. “Jin, you wished for someone that would help Jungkook and keep him safe, and Jimin wants nothing more than for his brother to be healthy again. Please, let me help them.”

The two Hybrids weren’t convinced at all. They watched from a safe distance, but still close enough to step in if the grumpy one decided to hurt her, how Hope took of the bandage and carefully cleaned up the infected wound. Jin’s eyes fell on the smaller Hybrid – Jimin was his name – and somehow, he saw himself and Jungkook in them. He remembered how scared Jungkook was about him, as he had laid on that couch, covered in injures. Jimin was holding his brother’s hand tightly, and every time the other one would hiss in pain, Jin could see Jimin’s eyes tearing up.

“All done.” Hope said after about 10 minutes. She tossed all the utensils she had used away. “The infection should be gone within the next week, but only if we changed the bandage regularly. Will you wait a few minutes? I just want to speak with those two for a second.”

She walked over from the sofa and gestured for her two Hybrids to follow her into their room. Jin felt her heartbeat, as she closed the door behind her, turning around and looking at them with wide eyes.

“Hope, I don’t like them.” Jungkook didn’t even let her a second to open her mouth. “I don’t want them here. The one of them growled at you.”

“I know, Kookie.” She whispered, as she took his hand. “I know that you don’t like them staying here, and if you really don’t want this then I will not let them stay here. This is your apartment as well now. But I am begging you to just let them spend the night here. It is so cold outside.”

The girl had tears in her eyes as she talked about the two Hybrids. It was obvious that she didn’t want to kick them out at all, and that she really cared about their safety. Jin’s ears dropped when he imagined him and Jungkook in their position. What if Jungkook was laying there on the sofa, hurt and injured, and what if those two were telling Hope that they couldn’t stay?

How could he say that she had to throw them out, when Jungkook and him could be in their position?

“They will stay with us.” He said loudly, and suddenly the room fell in silence.

“What?!” Jungkook was clearly irritated by his brother’s sudden statement. “Hyung, are you crazy? They can’t stay with us. They don’t belong here with us and –“

“We didn’t belong her either, Jungkook.” Jin wasn’t screaming, but his voice was stern enough to make the bunny stop talking. “And yet, she let us stay. She didn’t throw us out when I laid there on her sofa, even though she had all right to. Show some respect, Jungkook. That could also be us.”

The bunny didn’t say anything. He just dropped his ear and nodded, whispering a quiet ‘sorry.’

“It’s okay, Kookie. I know that you are scared.” The girl took a step forward and wrapped her arms around Jungkook’s torso, he immediately hugged her back. “I am scared, too.”

“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.” Jimin bowed his head a thousand times, when the girl told him that him and his brother could stay with her until Taehyung was healthy again. “We won’t make any mess here. We will just keep sitting here.”

He had seen the way his brother’s condition had been going worse over the past days, and there was nothing he could have done to make him feel better. He also never meant to hurt the girl or to rob her, but he had been desperately trying to find something for his brother to eat, and when he had smelled the girl he hoped that she had something to eat in her purse.

But instead of beating him up or call someone who would do so, she had defended him in front of that other man earlier, and she had offered her help to make his brother feel better. His eyes fell on Taehyung, who was sitting on the soft sofa inside the girl’s house, pulling a face as if he was about to burst.

He knew his brother’s opinion on human and everything that was connected to them. He didn’t want to have to do anything with them at all, and Jimin really hoped that he would have his temper under control, because the girl was the only chance that Taehyung would get healthy again.

It also didn’t help that there were already two Hybrids living here with the human girl, because that only made them feel more uncomfortable to be here in their territory. He had smelled from the first step inside that the girl’s house was already marked by two other Hybrids. Their scents were all over the house: On the soft sofa, in the air an even at the girl, as she had pulled off her jacket.

“I want to leave.” He suddenly heard Taehyung growling under his breath, as he turned his head towards Jimin. “It smells like human here.”

“That’s because a human is living here, Tae.” Jimin chuckled slightly, as he squeezed his brother’s hand harder. “But please, they let us stay here until you are fine again. Let’s not mess this up, okay?”

Tae’s nose trails got wide, before he beathed out hardly and turned his head back to look at the wall. Jimin sighed. He knew that Tae was secretly thankful that they both had a safe place to sleep tonight. Tae cared deeply about him, he knew it. That was the reason why he acted that way.

Jimin moved his eyes away from his brother, just to meet two pressed together, angry looking eyes from the other corner of the room. While the older Hybrid had followed the girl into the kitchen, the bunny had sat down at the table, staring intimidatingly at him and his brother. Though bunnies usually didn’t have sharp teeth or even fangs, that boy definitely had some muscles, and in comparison to him he also was much taller.

He really seemed to be protective about that girl and the leopard Hybrid. Jimin wondered in what relation the three of them were in. Normally, he would expect humans to be dominate and aggressive towards Hybrids, but the both of them seemed to be free in what they were doing.

He watched the girl in the kitchen how she talked with the older boy quietly. She didn’t look like a person that was angry or abusive all the time. She rather looked really kind with her soft voice and her big, brown eyes.

“Don’t look at her like that.” He suddenly heard the voice of the bunny growling in his direction.

A slight shade of red spread over Jimin’s cheeks, as he quickly nodded and turned his head away. The last thing he wated right now was to start a fight. Tae had hear the bunny’s growl, too. He had turned his head into the other Hybrid’s direction and was now baring his teeth at him. Before Jimin had the chance to tell his brother to stop, the girl and the older boy were coming back from the kitchen.

“Jungkook, don’t growl at them. That’s not nice.” She said, as she pressed a quick kiss onto the bunny’s head, before she turned around. “Jimin, Taehyung, do you want to see your room? It’s just down the hallway.”

She pointed her finger down the corridor, as she gestured for them to follow her. Jimin’s eyes flickered to the older boy, who was now standing next to Jungkook, as the girl had called him. Somehow, the white tiger felt like he could trust him the most. He looked kind and respectful at him, not like Jungkook who seemed to stap him and his brother with his gaze. When Jimin’s eyes met Jin’s, the older one gave him small nod, encouraging him to follow the girl.

“Come on, Tae.” Jimin whispered towards his brother, as he tried to pull him up from the sofa.

Tae growled slightly, but eventually he took his brother’s hand and walked up behind him. Jimin tried to keep as much distance at Jungkook as possible when they passed him, not wanting to provoke him in some way. The hallway they were walking in was simply but inviting, with it’s white walls and brown floor. On either side were two doors and also at the end was another door. He wondered in which rooms all those doors would lead to.

“You can sleep in here.” The girl had stopped at the end of the hallway, pushing open the last door on the right side. “I don’t think you mind sharing with each other, do you?”

Jimin quickly nodded his head, pulling Taehyung after him and down the hallway until they reached the girl. The girl gestured for them to enter the room, and when Jimin was about to step in, he quickly bowed his head and thanked the girl again.

“This is your room.” She said calmy, not entering the room but staying in the doorway. “You can rest in here. It is safe. If you need anything, my room is just next to yours. The bathroom is behind the last door on the right side. You are free to go anywhere you like and anytime you like. Just – just don’t break anything, okay?”

She didn’t say anything else, she just turned around and closed the door carefully behind her.

“Who does this bunny think he is?” Tae said as soon as the door was closed. “Talking to you like that. He is lucky that I am injured or else he –“

“He did the same thing you are doing right now, Tae.” Jimin carefully let his fingers slide over the wooden drawer. “He just wanted to protect her.”

“Protect a human. Pah.” Tae hissed behind the white tiger. “This is the best joke I’ve heard so far. They don’t need protection, they bad creatures.”

Jimin looked around the room. It was decorated decent but lovely. On the left side, were placed a small drawer and a table, while on the right side he spotted a large king-sized bed, on which the both of them would definitely would fit together. The lamp hanging from the ceiling spread a warm, yellow light all over the room.

“I don’t know Tae.” Jimin whispered, as he carefully sat down on the soft duvet. “She is so small. How could she hurt someone. Plus, she gave us our own room and a bed to sleep in. Maybe she isn’t like other human. Maybe she is nice.”

“Jimin, listen to me.” Taehyung walked up towards his older brother with fast steps, before he kneeled down in front of him, looking deeply into his eyes. “Human aren’t nice. We need to be careful as long as we stay here. Human will never change. They will always be bad.”

Hope came back after Jungkook had literally force her to take a shower, washing away all of Taehyung’s scent that had stuck to her while she had threatened his injuries. She quickly left the bathroom and made her way back towards the living room, that was already filled with the delicious smell of whatever he was cooking. Jin was a really talented when it came to cooking.

When she set one step into the living room, Jungkook shot up from the sofa he was trying to re-cover with his scent. His floppy ears bounced up and down with each step he took, while his nose was already sniffing up in the air. When he reached the girl, he grabbed her shoulders, before sniffing her up and down, which caused a shade of red over her cheeks.

“Better?” She whispered and he immediately nodded his head, before he suddenly pulled the small girl into his arms. “Jungkook, you are not trying to cover me in you scent, aren’t you?”

“No.” He mumbled back, squeezing her a little bit tighter. “Just a tiny little bit.”

The girl chuckled at his words. She was glad that Jungkook wasn’t afraid to touch her anymore. He would hug her in the mornings and before bedtime, or sometimes when she would leave the house.

“Jungkook! Let go of Hope and help me set the table.” Jin had sticked his head out of the kitchen, waving with a wooden spoon in his hand.

The bunny pouted but listened to his older brother, waddling up into the kitchen while he kept muttering something under his breath. For a moment, Hope thought about the other two guests in her apartment. Should she actually ask them to join them for dinner? She didn’t know when there

was the last time the both of them had a proper meal, but then, she didn’t want to upset Jungkook more by just allowing them to sit on the table. Of course, it was her apartment, but she also wanted to respect that Jungkook and Jin were now living here as well. She didn’t want them to feel uncomfortable at their first day of officially living here.

Her head shot around. With all the trouble she had completely forgotten about the adoption paper that were still laying in her purse, as well as Jin’s note book. She walked over to the front door, where her purse was laying on the ground. She quickly pulled out the map that she had laid the papers in, before she made her way over to the kitchen. Jin was just about to turn off the stoven, while a grumpy Jungkook stood next to him.

“Boys.” She said happily, as she still his the papers behind her back. Both boys turned her attention towards the small girl. “I never got the chance to show you these.”

She pulled out the papers and held them in front of her chest. It took both Hybrids to actually arrive in the situation, but once they did, Jungkook sprinted forward and hugged her tightly.

“Thank you so much.” He whispered into her hair, before he let go, still smiling proudly.

Jin still wasn’t in the place to show her much physical affection, but she didn’t mind though. He bowed his head slightly, before grabbing her hand and squeezing it tightly. It was a first step into the right direction.

“I just want to prepare something small to eat for Jimin and Taehyung.” She announced, as the boys were about to sat down on the table. Jungkook had already opened his mouth, he kept shut when he caught Jin’s look. “They must be hungry.”

She quickly prepared some sandwiches which she placed on a small tray, before she added two water bottles and made her way over to the room she had placed the both Hybrids in. She slightly knocked her elbow against the door and waited until it was opened by Jimin. The tiger looked really confused, as he watched the girl holding the tray with food.

“I made you some sandwiches.” She lifted the tray a few inches. “You need something in your stomach.”

“Thank you very much, Miss.” Jimin bowed his head a few times, before he carefully took the tray out of the girl’s hands.

“We have never introduce ourselves properly. You can just call me Hope and this –“ She turned herself and pointed down the hallway, where Jungkook and Jin were still standing by the dining table. “This are Jungkook and Jin. If you need anything else, let me know, okay?”

Jimin quickly nodded again, before Hope and the boys left them alone in their room.

When the sun had set later that day, the night air was bright and clear that evening. Hope took a last deep breath, before she finally closed the window and made her way over to her bed. She wanted to be asleep a long time ago, but the star sparkled sky looked too amazing to not watch it for hours.

She sighed when the events of the day played along her head. How did she end up with taking in 4 Hybrids at the same time? She didn’t know. Since Jungkook had stumbled into her life, her life became a complete mess. But not only in a bad way.

A quite shuffling in front of her door caught her attention. The boys had said their goodnights a few hours ago, and she doubt that Jimin or Taehyung were strolling around her apartment at night. Carefully, stood up and made her way over to the door, where she pressed her ear against the wood. Indeed, someone was shuffling around in front of her door.

“Jungkook?” She whispered into the darkness, as she spotted the bunny sitting on the ground in front of her door, his duvet was wrapped around his body. “What are you doing?”

When Jungkook had noticed the girl, he quickly shot up from the ground. He rubbed his eyes, before his eyes flickered from the girl over to the door where the other two Hybrids were staying in.

“I –“ He started whispering, before he began to fiddle with the hem of his shirt. “I wanted to watch your door, because – because I don’t trust them. What if they try to hurt you while you were sleeping, or if they –“

“Jungkook.” The chuckled slightly, as she stepped forward and cupped his face with both of her hands. “No one wants to hurt me. Go back to bed, you look so tired.”

The bunny closed his eyes and rubbed his face against the girl’s hands, slightly humming as her soft fingers slide over his skin. She could tell from a distance of 10 miles that he was about to fall asleep every second.

“But I need to guard your door, though.” He mumbled against her fingers, before he yawned loudly. “I need to protect you.”

If he wasn’t so damn cute with his soft, floppy ears and his cheeks that were squeezed together by her hands, he would had hosed him away by now. But instead, she carefully slide her thumbs over the soft skin of his face, before she dropped her arms and grabbed his large hand.

“Come on, Kookie.” She carefully pulled him inside her room, while he was more waddling than walking with that thick blanket that was still wrapped around his body and his pillow squeezed under his arm. “If it makes you sleep better, you can sleep in my bed tonight. It’s big enough for the both of us.”

Jungkook didn’t put up any fight at all. He just waddled behind her until he reached the bed, before he let himself just fall forward onto the soft fabric. She watched him, as he took a deep breath of the soft fabric, before he pushed himself further up towards the headboard. He slide the pillow under his head and within seconds she could hear slightly snores leaving his parted lips.

She made herself comfortable on her side of the bed, before she leaned over and gave the bunny a last kiss on his forehead.

“Goodnight, Kookie.”

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Darling, Dance for Me?

✤ sniper!San x female exotic dancer!reader ✤ genre: Mafia AU // 30% fluff, 60% spice, 10% platonic flirting with Woo  ✤ t/w: mentions of guns/shooting, mentions of alcohol, mature clubbing themes, highly suggestive in the second half (but not smut), rated M  ✤ count: 2k+

a/n - this was suppose to be for Valentine’s Day but, oh well! Enjoy some spice with one pink haired Sannie, coz we all know even though he looks soft. . . .he’s just a devil in disguise. This is probs my most suggestive writing till date as well, it was fun and am looking forward to writing more spice in the future hehet 💙

✛ play these vibes: BOBBY - ‘DeViL’, Sunmi - ‘Black Pearl’, Kai - ‘Mmmh’ ✛

“Mother told me, never to dance with the devil, So I danced for him instead.”

Cherry rouge.

Not your usual go-to, but a special occasion calls for some special exceptions. And damn did you look like fine wine tonight. Giving your styled curls another spritz of hair spray, you took one last inspection in your vanity mirror.  

Work was throwing a Valentine’s event and thus you found yourself having to dig through the back of your wardrobe to find a suitable outfit for tonight. Bold burgundy lace hugged tightly around your body replacing the mellower neutral tones you’d wear on any other night. Your roommate had even shoved a pair of thigh highs and heels on you to match the garter.

And cherry lips to bring the whole look together.

“You’ll thank me later! Hell everyone in the club would, for presenting god’s gift to them!”

You had laughed at her supportive enthusiasm, waving her away with embarrassment though you greatly appreciated the pre-shift hype.

When you headed for the kitchen, you could hear the TV in the lounge and glanced to see your roommate watching the evening news. She turned to call out for you but stopped mid-way upon realising you were already out of your room.

“Damn girl…you’ll sure be breaking hearts tonight with that fit!!” she yelled-gasped, brows waggling for a cheeky added effect.

“Well that’s no good. Dancers are supposed to be Cupids of the night, maybe they should’ve given me Aphrodite instead.”

A smile tugged on your lips as you saw your roommate falling back on the sofa snickering. Grabbing the bottle of Ten to One from what you both named ‘The Life Juice’ shelf, you started to fill your rose gold hip flask with the white rum. The debonair bartender at the club would usually be more than happy to concoct you a cup of much-needed poison to get you through the night. However, on such a busy event, you might not even have time to swing by the bar – so plan B was in order.

Also, whoever thought to invent garter pouches was a genius in your eyes. The amount of times you had snuck in a sip or two up on the podium without missing a beat or being noticed had to be one of your greatest feat till date.

Except maybe for the one who bought said pouch and flask for you. Seeing the shadow of their pleased smirk whenever you donned on something from them never failed to coax the goosebumps across your skin. Perhaps that garnet embellished choker would be the icing on the cake then. You made a mental note to put that on before you headed out.

“Hey honey…”

The tone of your roommate turned a little more serious.

“On the news just then, another one of those random sniper attacks happened along Soleil Street. Shit, that’s only two streets away from the club.”

The city has gotten used to such news every now and then. All leads of the serial sniper always went cold, not that they left behind any substantial traces for the authorities to begin with.

The law wasn’t the only ruling force in the area. Everyone knew that.

So long as one didn’t attract the wrong attention, they’d be free to go about their business.

“I’m dropping you off, are you ready to go?”

“Wait! It’s alright, I don’t want to trouble you.”

Your roommate gave you a look before swiping her car keys from the counter. “What would trouble me is not knowing whether you’ve made it to work and back safely. Now c’mon, the night is awaiting that cute booty of yours!”

“Yes mum.”

How lucky were you to have an angel for a roommate?

“Give me a heads up if you intend to bring anyone home tonight yeah? I’ll be sure to vacate the apartment before any sinning begins here.”

Or not.

A euphoric buzz filled every corner of the club tonight. Whether it was due to the special occasion or not, everyone was getting drunk off the atmosphere. The bar was a never-ending fountain of liquid luck and smoke veiled corners of the venue where patrons dealt cards and wits. A sea of bodies dominated the dancefloor, curling around one another in ecstasy as the thumping bass set the rhythm for them.

The centre podium was where the real magic unfurled.

Up on there, you felt powerful. Up on there, was your domain to rule.

Long have you enticed all those who returned back to ‘The Blue Butterfly’. So close, yet so far, for most could only have the visual satisfaction. Of watching you, along with your fellow dancers weave around golden poles and offer hands to those who sat in plush velvet chairs closest to the podium. Only to sashay away the last minute.

How bees are drawn to nectar and moths to light, the people keep coming back.

Tonight the club was decked out in a more sensual feel to fit the Valentine’s vibe. Long drapes of rose silk hung around the podium and you used those to accentuate the flow and movement of your body curves. The silks caressed the bare skin not hidden underneath your outfit and you pretended to take shy peeks around the fabrics at the audience. Sending a lucky wink or flying kiss their way.

In the middle of a mid-air twirl, you saw a familiar figure heading towards your side of the podium. You slowly lowered yourself back down to the floor, using your legs to wrap around the silks as leverage. Not missing the opportunity to be playful – you mimed shooting an arrow towards the club’s top croupier.

Wooyoung instantly clutched his heart with his hand that wasn’t occupied with holding one of Mingi’s own cocktail infusion. Letting out a hearty giggle, you slid over the podium floors to the edge where Wooyoung had propped himself up on.

“Don’t you look simply irresistible?” he crooned at you.

You could’ve said the exact same for him. All fitted to a tee in Givenchy with a classic choker that demanded attention for prominent collarbones.

“Now, how may I be of service to you tonight handsome?” you spoke over the music.

The youthful charmer leaned in towards you, shaking dark wavy strands out of his eyes. Eyeing his cotton candy pink drink, you ducked your head and took a few sips from the straw before Wooyoung drew it away. It tasted vaguely like pink lemonade with hints of vodka and vanilla.

“Ah ah, this isn’t for you poppet. Besides…” he tipped your chin back up with two fingers, “…wouldn’t want to waste your appetite before your main course tonight, would we?”

That made you perk right up.

“V.I.P Room Aurora has kindly requested for you. Drinks have already been sent up and the room’s been booked for the whole night.”

Not that booking was really needed since it was your room. It was just for formality.  

Wooyoung helped you off the podium and smoothly guided you through the crowd, placing you in front of him so as to avoid being grabbed by uninvited hands from behind. You both stopped at the foot of the polished glass stairs that led up to the V.I.P guest rooms.

“Off you go now! Oh and try not to make too much of a mess for our cleaners, they really ought to get a pay rise from some of the things they’ve witnessed in those rooms.”

You would’ve kicked Wooyoung for his brazen tongue, but you did well to remind yourself that would be rather impudent on your part. Whilst you have a jovial bond with him, it still doesn’t erase his high-standing status within the inner circle. You knew better than to cross that line of respect.

“Won’t make any promises I can’t keep, Jung!”

You left him with a soft pat on his cheek and ascended towards your utopia that awaited.

Swinging the golden embossed doors open, sultry melodious tune of a saxophone greeted you. Like molten dark chocolate, it was rich and tantalizing. The crystalline blue hue of the room’s lighting was fitting for the slow jazzy blues.

A spacious circular sofa curved around a glass table in the centre, providing a perfect view of the bejewelled podium. The wide one-way windows were especially designed for privacy. You could spectate over almost the whole club below, something you quite enjoyed during your breaks. The countless types of people that you observed stepping into your world; from the timid newcomers to the seasoned hedonists and the stories they brought with them of their journey to ‘The Blue Butterfly’.

But there was no time for that tonight. Not when you see broad sculptured shoulders that your hands have meticulously memorised the planes of – right in front of you.  

Still clad in his all-black incognito leather fit, you couldn’t help but stay by the door to appreciate his form. A huge bouquet of ivory and deep red roses sat on the glass table with an open box of what you suspected were chocolates inside. A loud pop of the champagne bottle went off. You bit your lips when you saw his toned arms flex as he gripped the bottle in one hand and tipped a stream of golden bubbles into two flute glasses in the other.

As the music picked up, you decided it was time to make your presence known. Walking with confident steps over the velveteen carpet you went to wrap your arms around his cinched waist. Resting your cheek on the cool leather vest of his back, you took his scent in.

Smoke and city musk lingered around.

You figured he must’ve come straight from his assignment. What better reason to use than to spoil him extra as post-work relaxation? His hand came up to wrap around yours and you felt the dancing of lips leaving petal kisses across your knuckles.

“You stink…” you mumbled lightly against his back.

San let out a low chuckle before setting the champagne bottle down and turning around to snake both arms around you. Calloused hands from the years of gripping guns instead of supple flesh imprinted their warm touch into your skin.

“Oh? Then I’m sure you won’t mind helping me freshen up, right Princess?”

“San!” you squealed when you felt him deliberately rub sweat against your neck before attacking it with more love bites.

“You taste like sweet temptation.”

You arched your neck out of habit when you felt his tongue swipe across it. Teeth bit down lightly around the garnet choker San bought for you for Christmas.

When you felt hands travelling down west towards your garter, you gave San a light shove backwards to the sofa.

“Not so fast, Choi.”

His predatory feline eyes took its time to rake down your body, committing every inch to memory. You made a show of bending over to grab the two champagne flutes off the table, the sharp intake of breath behind you made you preen with pride. You took your seat on your throne, not at all surprised to feel how much pent-up tension San had through the tight leather.

Clink. A toast made for the love of two.

“Happy Valentine’s, darling.”

“Thank you, San. You sure know how to spoil a lady don’t you?”

“Only the one who’s sniped right through my heart.”

Oh the irony.

You smiled when he pulled you close and claimed a proper kiss, whispering a, “You sap,” against his wind-chapped lips. Tasting the fruit acidity from the golden bubbles as you both exchanged kitten licks.

San’s rouge-stained lips chased after yours when you broke off from the kiss to place your champagne flute back down on the table. Hands anchoring your hips in place as you reached to pluck a couverture chocolate-covered strawberry from the box. Turning back round to San, your lips formed a small pout noticing that his freshly dyed hair was still hidden underneath his cap.

He let you discard it behind the sofa and you could’ve sworn he purred with satisfaction when you ran your hands through his cotton candy pink strands. Hands gave your bottom a firm squeeze and San begun to run his fingers along the hem of your lace. The husky vocals from the record player drifted back, interlacing with the saxophone.

That was your cue.

“Eyes on me.”

You held San’s gaze, fire reflecting fire. The strawberry gets slipped past the seams of his lips and all the while San chews intently, his eyes never wavered. He’s got his precious pearl all to himself, just the way he loves it. And you have the city’s most lethal hitman watching your back from dawn to dusk. San was the dangerous game you played, only to win the safest love.    

“Darling, won’t you please dance for me?”

“With pleasure, Sir.”

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Injured Pt 1.

Rating: SFW/PG-13

Word Count: 1.6k

Pairing: Subtle hint to Hunter x Fem Jedi!OC

Warnings: Shootout/skirmish, swearing, I might hurt your favorite TBB character dont kill me yet

Summary: You commissioned the bad batch to take you to Dantooine for your own personal mission in search of a Jedi temple. How will this ex-Jedi war veteran trying to hide from the Empire help the rogue clones when they inevitable get caught up in the fight? And who will get hurt?

Authors note: I had this fun idea of writing an action piece with TBB, and I've had some more fun ideas with a Jedi OC getting caught up in their shenanigans. My first draft was kinda long winded, so i'm making this a 2 parter. If this gets well received enough to make me feel more confident in my writing (like 20-30 likes or smthing) ill post part 2 :)

ALSO im a big KOTOR fan so there's the tiniest tiniest hint to that ("jedi temple" and "Bol") with being on Dantooine.

Okay now for real, enjoy!

edit: thanks for the notes! link to pt 2 here

Your speeder zoomed by quickly, passing some local Bol ranchers. Dantooine was full of them, and farms too. The rural planet was actually quite peaceful, that was, until the empire arrived. Now that they were governing over citizens, they began cracking down and enforcing strict trade and farming laws. You interacted with some of the locals, and despite the clone wars being over they didn’t seem to have much love for the new Empire.

The Bad Batch had come to make a supply run, trade for food and fuel on the very small landing station, and also to escort you to Dantooine per your request (you had paid them too). Instead of paying with credits for their supplies, they had to do some “manual labor”, helping the local farmers. Based on how quiet they had been on your comm link, you thought they had been quite busy. You had your own objective here though, one you had just completed. Now you needed to leave.

You got closer to the station, and saw a high count of imperial troopers. You swore under your breath, and suddenly you felt like the items in your pack weighed more, or would suddenly burst into flames. Kyber crystals don’t catch fire, you told yourself. I think.

You pressed your comms and began to speak “I’m en route to the ship, and we’ve got imperials at the station, I hope you’re ready to take off.”

Silence.

“Kriff!” You said aloud. You slowed the speeder to a stop. The strange group of rogue clones were known for finding trouble. You had really hoped they wouldn’t find any while traveling with you.

“Tech, Echo, Hunter? Does anybody copy?”

You heard explosions in the distance.

Kriffing idiots! You shook your head in frustration and put a hand around your vibroblade holstered at your hip. It didn’t take the force to know they were behind this.

“You’re about to have some more company” you heard Hunter over the comms, blaster fire in the background.

“What the hell did you do??”

“Get to the ship, we need to make a fast exit, with or without you.”

More profanities went through your head. You engaged the speeder, faster than you were going earlier. You could hear blaster fire. You had been making a beeline to the ship, prepared to avoid the troopers, but something tugged at your mind.

They’re in trouble. You were a very intuitive person, partially because of your training as a Jedi, and also because that was just in your nature. You thought for a moment, contemplating what action to take.

Trust your gut.

You swerved and headed straight for the fighting. You slipped your mask on, and pulled up your hood. You saw some troopers marching towards the fighting, blasters in hand. They hadn’t noticed you were heading straight for them.

Glad I came to save your asses. You thought. Well, you needed them to pilot, so you were saving your ass too. One trooper turned, and pointed at you. The others started to notice too.

You set the speeder to continue forward without needing your foot on the accelerator, and balanced your feet on the seat. It kept accelerating in speed, heading straight to the center of the 10 or so troopers. Just before their blasters fired, you leaped off the bike gracefully, launching yourself high in the air. The speeder crashed into one trooper, and spun into another 3.

You landed with no problem, and prepared for action. You dodged several blaster shots, and pulled out your vibroblade. You dashed toward a trooper to the left, and cleanly sliced at a weak point in the armor. He clutched his side, and fell to the ground. One came behind you, grabbing your elbow. You shoved your elbow into his face, and heard a crack. He staggered back, and you ducked to avoid another blaster shot, getting a quick slash into the trooper you had just elbowed with a flick of your wrist.

You jumped and did a backflip, effectively avoiding another wave of blaster fire. On your way down, you stabbed another trooper in the side, and grabbed him, using him as a human shield to block more oncoming shots. You sheathed the sword, grabbed his hand holding the blaster, and shot towards an oncoming trooper. He fell down, and you fired at the remaining two who charged, and they were quickly out of the fight. You released the trooper you used as a meat shield. The entire group was now down and injured, not able to fight.

You dropped the blaster and started to run towards the main fight, but then you halted as a thought occurred to you. You crouched down to a fallen command trooper and took his comm links. This might come in handy. You continued forward, shoving the unit in your pack. You resumed your dash towards the source of the previous explosions. You first saw Crosshair, providing cover fire while taking cover himself behind a transport.

“The cavalry’s here” you said on your com link. Next you saw Tech, using two blaster pistols. He was close to Wrecker, who was throwing barrels at a group of troopers. You think they were filled with grain. Hunter and Echo were circling the troopers, trying to get a good flank while Wrecker was effectively distracting them. Hunter spotted you and spoke through comms “What are you doing? Get to the ship!”

You ignored him, and pulled out the blade again. You managed to ambush some troopers and sliced through them easily, taking down 3 in less than a minute. “You should thank me, I just took care of the reinforcements heading this way.”

You saw a knife hit the chest of a storm trooper you were just about to stab through the shoulder. Hunter emerged from behind you and retrieved his knife from the now fallen trooper. Show off, you thought.

“Why didn’t you go to the ship?” Hunter demanded.

“I had a feeling you guys could use the help.” You replied.

He looked at you for a moment after you said this, and with his helmet on you couldn’t get a read on what he was thinking. You thought he might be shocked at what you said. You noticed a trooper approaching you two, lining up a shot on Hunter. You quickly grabbed a stray blaster from a fallen trooper and shot him down. Hunter was quick too; within a second of your shot, he shot another trooper not too far away. He looked back to you, and gave a quick nod in thanks.

“What did you guys do to attract the Empire?” You asked suspiciously.

“Well to put it simply, we severely disabled a facility belonging to the Empire as a form of payment. They appear to be quite agitated with us.” Tech replied through comms.

You ducked to avoid another blaster shot, Echo returned the shot and the trooper fell. “Gee, you think so?” You spoke sarcastically.

“We need to retreat and get back to the ship.” Echo spoke, taking cover a few feet away.

“Where’s Omega?” You interjected. You looked around for her, still not seeing her. “Back on the ship, the mission was too dangerous for her to come.” Hunter replied.

You sighed as blaster shots continued to go off in the background. “What's the plan?” You heard Crosshair speak through comms. He sounded annoyed, but he almost always sounded annoyed to you, amongst other things.

Hunter thought for a moment, and then he addressed the group. “Alright, Crosshair, you’ll provide cover fire while we retreat. We’ll need some more noise too-”

“I’ve got something that can help with that.” You interrupted. “Give me some cover.” You raised up the blaster you had grabbed, then ran over to Tech, firing shots as you went. Hunter and Echo emerged from their cover to fire at the troopers nearby you. Once you arrived you ducked down behind cover and threw the stolen comm link to Tech.

He caught it with both hands. “An imperial com unit?” Tech looked at it curiously, then shifted his eyes to you. “I thought you might be able to use it. Think you can cause some mayhem with it?” You asked curiously. Tech inspected it for a quick moment. “Oh yes, this should work.”

“Alright. Wrecker, Sera, keep the troopers off Tech. Echo and I will try to keep them on us. When Tech gives the signal, we move.” Everyone got their weapons ready, Echo nodded. “No problem!” Wrecker said enthusiastically and gave a thumbs. You also nodded as confirmation that you were ready.

Echo started firing at troopers, Hunter pulled out his knife and began alternating between slashing through troopers and shooting with his blaster. Wrecker was closer to you and actually picked up a trooper and threw him. You provided some cover fire and stayed close to Tech. He was fiddling with the unit.

“How much longer?” You asked after a minute passed. “Almost…” Tech said. You felt a sudden sense of urgency, and lifted your head up, searching around. “Somethings not right-”

Hunter leapt out of cover and ran over to Wrecker, who was laughing and enthusiastically throwing some heavy boxes at the troopers. “Wrecker, get down!”

You heard shots fire, and they were different. Wherever it made contact, there was a small explosion. This was some heavy fire power. The blasts made a sweeping arc. It fired towards Crosshair, who had to roll out of the way. You and Tech ducked as a shot came your way. You were knocked back a few feet from the closeness of the explosion. You lifted your head up and saw Echo was okay, and then you looked for Wrecker and Hunter.

Wrecker managed to avoid getting hit, he was to the right lying on the ground behind cover. Hunter wasn’t as lucky though. It looked like he took some blaster fire, and fell to the ground on his back. He was holding his side, and you saw blood on his hands.

#tbb #the bad batch #star wars #tcw #the clone wars #Echo #Hunter #Crosshair #Wrecker #Tech #Empire #Dantooine #Action #Fanfic #hunter x reader #bad batch x reader #Jedi #Ex Jedi

[youngbloodlisk]

Extra Practice // Eric Sohn

"You wanna watch, baby?"

word count: 1499

- sorry if the format is screwed, i'm posting from mobile

- dom eric sohn smut

- choking

- rough

- unprotected sex WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT PLZ

- best friend sunwoo :D

- poor sangyeon and sunwoo though lol

- inspired entirely by this photo thank you eric

I enter the room as quietly as possible, trying not to disturb the rehearsal.

I assumed the mirrors were going to make that more difficult, but the boys are so wrapped up in practicing that they don't seem to notice me at all.

I smile and lean against the wall. My eye fixate on the member in the center as the powerful, yet sensual choreography comes to an end: Eric.

His dance practice clothes may not be the sexiest things he's ever worn, but to me in this moment, he's the sexiest thing I've ever had the pleasure of seeing. Dark grey pants, light grey shirt, white shoes, and all.

I've always found Eric quite attractive.

He has a certain charm about him that gives even his sweetest smile the ability to ruin my underwear within seconds.

I'm forced to resist rubbing my thighs together as the boys' attention falls from their dancing and onto one of three things: laying on the floor in exhaustion, taking some of the biggest gulps of water you've ever seen, or suddenly noticing me in the room.

"Hey!" Sunwoo smiles and jogs to me with slightly shaky legs and sweat dripping off him in every way possible.

"Sunwoo, Sunwoo, Sunwoo! Slow down, chill..." I grab him a cold water bottle and a small towel from the table a few feet away.

"Thank you." His beautiful smile lights up his whole face. "How long have you been watching?"

"I only caught the last 30 seconds or so. It looks incredible, though. I'm sure deobi will love it."

Sunwoo and I continue to make small talk. However, as he's telling me in detail about the lunch they had earlier, my eyes wander away from Sunwoo and onto Eric. He's standing directly behind Sunwoo, only a few feet away. He just got up from laying on the floor, and is now taking a swig from his water bottle. In his rush for hydration, some of the water drips out of his mouth and falls around his chin, eventually dripping onto his shirt. He grabs the bottom hem of his shirt and brings it up to wipe his face off, exposing his toned torso.

Somehow, my mouth goes desert dry and ocean wet at the same time.

"Hello?" Sunwoo waves his hand in front of my spaced out face, causing me to come back to reality and realize that Eric is staring me dead in the eyes.

He saw me watching him.

"Hello?" Sunwoo says again. "Are you okay?"

"Hm? What? Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry, Sunny, I got distracted."

"By what-"

"Nothing, nothing, it's not important. What were you saying?"

The boys hang around for a bit longer, talking and beginning to pack up any of their stuff. They're about to leave, and so am I, when Eric subtly pulls me back.

"Hey guys, I'm gonna hang here and work on the bridge a little more. I'll see you at home." They mutter approvals and say bye, and Sangyeon notices me not moving.

"You staying too?"

"Uh-" Eric looks at me and cocks an eyebrow, his eyes quickly looking me up and down. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm gonna stay. You know how I love watching rehearsal." I laugh a bit and smile to act as casual as possible.

"Alright. Eric, make sure she gets home safe."

"Absolutely."

Sangyeon leaves with one last nod to his youngest member.

Almost the exact moment the door closes, Eric pulls me by the arm and pushes me against the nearest wall.

"Eric-"

"I saw you looking at me while I was dancing. I saw the way you watched me when I got a drink of water and wiped my face off. Your eyes were practically taking my clothes off right there. Weren't they? You really want me to fuck you in the middle of this practice room, don't you?"

"Eric..." My face flushes red, and I turn my head to avoid his piercing gaze.

"Answer me, baby." He grabs my face and turns me to look him in the eyes.

"Yes."

"Yes to what?"

"Yes, I-..." I find it hard to respond as my body fills with both arousal and embarrassment.

"Come here." He takes my hands and brings me to stand a few feet away from the large wall of mirrors.

Eric makes me stand to face the mirror and moves behind me. His hands go under my shirt and he softly rubs the skin at my waist.

"You're so beautiful, baby... You don't know how many things I've imagined doing with you... or maybe you have an idea. You're a dirty girl, aren't you?" His hands wander up and his thumbs barely brush against my nipples, causing my body to tense and then relax into his touch. He quickly moves one of his hands to reach under my waistband. "Oh, how are you already so wet... Can you ride me, baby?"

I hum out an "mhm", aching and desperate to feel him inside me.

He sits on the floor and pulls me with him.

Eric works fast, pulling my pants off of me and pushing his down to expose his cock.

"You wanna watch, baby? You wanna watch as you fuck yourself on my cock?"

"Please..." I whine.

"Too bad." My heart sinks. "Face the door. You can make sure Sangyeon doesn't come back for the sweatshirt he left on the table." My eyes dart to the table, and sure enough... there sits Sang's favorite sweatshirt. He's sure to come back to get it. "I'm gonna be the one watching us."

Eric grabs my leg and pulls me to straddle him.

He leans back on one hand and uses the other to align himself.

"Go, baby." I lower myself onto him, holding back my reaction. He groans at the feeling of his cock stretching me out.

He stares past me and into the mirror as I slowly bounce on him, digging my nails into his skin.

I see in the corner of my eye Eric reach down to his pocket, pulling out his phone.

I keep my eyes on the door in fear of Sangyeon opening it, but I hear the click of an iPhone camera.

Did he just take a photo?

That's hot.

He throws his head back and carefully drops his phone onto the floor.

The arm holding his body up buckles for a second and he makes his other arm replace it, wrapping the previous propping hand around my neck and lightly squeezing.

I clench around him. Choking was a very good call on his part.

Within a few minutes, Eric's eyes roll back and he lets out a loud groan, shooting his cum into me.

I start to move off of him, but he fully sits up (no longer needing his hand to prop himself up) and grabs my waist, slamming me back down onto him.

"Did you think I was gonna let you go without you cumming around me?" He's in full control of my body as he moves me up and down at his desired pace.

My breathing gets erratic and soft whimpers and moans are leaving my mouth without warning.

"Eric... Eric, it feels so good... Eric, please, I'm about to-" I can't even finish my sentence before the knot in my stomach unravels and we both let out unholy moans of pleasure.

My tired body collapses onto him and he holds me close, allowing us to both catch our breath.

I suddenly realize that somewhere in the middle of all that... I stopped looking at the door.

I look up and my eyes go wide as golf balls.

"Eric. Eric!" He hums and moves to look at my face, following my gaze to the door.

Sangyeon and Sunwoo are staring at us with surprised, slightly turned on expressions.

And who knows how much they saw...

"Oh, I'm in trouble..." Eric mumbles.

The cripplingly awkward feeling in the room makes it feel almost impossible to put my pants back on with any sort of dignity, but soon Eric pulls me up off the floor, now fully clothed.

"Eric Sohn, we'll talk when we get to the dorm." Sangyeon grabs his sweatshirt and tries to give me as respectful of a smile as possible after what he just witnessed.

Sunwoo is still standing frozen.

"Sunwoo?" Sangyeon snaps in front of his face, but gets no reaction. Sangyeon rolls his eyes and grabs Sunny's hand, dragging him along as he leaves.

"Sorry, Eric..." I look down at the floor.

"Why? I'm not. Next time, I'll let you watch."

"Aren't you in trouble?"

"They'll get over it. And did you see how hard those two were? They can't be too mad at me."

I blush, realizing that he was right and they were both hard when I looked up at them.

"Come on." Eric grabs his stuff and starts to leave. Suddenly, something he said registers in my mind.

"Wait... Eric did you say next time?!"

#ciiikbwork #eric sohn smut #eric smut #the boyz smut #tbz smut #eric sohn #the boyz #tbz #idk why it took #a whole night of my friend thirsting #to get me to write something #about my own bias #but eric posts one photo #and im opening my notes app #within two minutes

[itsuki-minamy]

LIMITED KINGSHIP, WAR STORIES:

CHAPTER 3: BLUE CLOTHES & BLACK CLOTHES

* Mini Episodes KFCN (List of Chapters) * Projects & Chapters

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: Ridia

The rain that started to fall in the morning was pouring down in the afternoon.

Kazumada Takechi liked the rain. To put it more precisely, he thought that "it was preferable if it rained at the time of shipment". The rain hid many things. The more smoke screens there were, the better you would be earning in terms of visibility, steps, number of people, and amount of initial exit information. It would be great if the enemy was destroyed without knowing which is the right or the left.

According to the notification from the information department, the number of confirmed black clothes was six. They were said to be hiding near the abandoned influx facility in Shirotsuchi Ward. "Scepter 4" formed a breakthrough unit consisting of 18 people and dispatched them directly to the site without delay. The hideout was in a river area away from the residential area, and the fact that there was no need to consider the damage in the surrounding area was the deciding factor in making a quick decision.

In the first confrontation, the two dressed in black were incapacitated.

From that moment on, it was the usual battlefield. A catastrophic counterattack of angry words, taunts, and black clothes turned into living bombs. A firestorm blew, and the storm-swallowed limbs screamed and turned. Overcoming this, Takechi and others proceeded. When he tries to cut the one in black clothes and go further to the hall,

"Die! Blue clothes!"

From the side room, black clothes appeared.

A flaming fist protruded into Takechi's face. Takechi prevented it with a shield of extraordinary skill, and waved a saber at the back of the opponent's neck. He avoided the one in black clothes, kicked the ground and hit the enemy's entire body like a bullet with martial arts.

"Guh..."

The epigastrium broke and Takechi lost his balance. Those in black pushed Takechi down as if they were entwined, and laughed as if they were riding a horse.

"Hey, that's it!"

The one in black raised his burned right fist, with the flame of extraordinary ability.

He couldn't turn it off.

"Ah?"

He blinked and looked mysteriously at his fist. On his flank, Takechi hit the left hook hopefully. Takechi bounced off the one in black that lifted his body with a crushed groan and stood up as he coughed.

"What is this?"

Rolling into the corner of the hallway and quickly regaining his posture, the one in black got annoyed when he saw his left wrist.

There he put on a metal wristband. Takechi installed it at his own discretion when he became a rider.

"It's a different suppressor, bracelets type. As long as you're using it, you can't use your abilities."

"Don't be silly, take it from me! Right now!"

"If you were me, would you remove it?"

Takechi approached the one in black, saying that clearly. In the battle with "Purgatory", the death of the hostile clan member is allowed, but orders have been issued to stop him and bring him back "if possible". Black's threat, which had been sealed, was so low that he could take it away and he tried to stop it.

At that moment, red and orange lights filled the field of vision.

"Mmm!"

Takechi reflexively reflected his hands in front of his eyes and developed a field of different abilities. He protected himself and the defenseless black-robed man. Probably a suicide bomb attack with another in black. In response to the deadly pressure of power, Takechi held the field with concentration on him,

"Take off because it's fine, you bastard dressed in blue!"

The one in black screamed and rushed inside.

"Now, stupid!"

He lost concentration. At the last minute, a crack occurred in the talented field that had stopped the blast and it immediately collapsed. Takechi and the one in black attached to him were dragged like leaves in a muddy stream, smashing the window panes and thrown "outside".

There was a huge "hole" in the "outside".

"Mmm!"

Takechi grew impatient as he spun in midair.

In the pre-operative briefing, he knew what that "hole" looked like. It is a well with a diameter of 30 meters and a depth of 70 meters to pour the water from the flooded river into an underground drainage channel.

If you are a talented person, you will be safe even if they throw you out here. He should have been able to deal with it by softening the impact of the fall or by clinging to the inner wall due to the power of it.

However, the one in black that was thrown with him was sealed.

If he fell like this, he would die.

Within seconds of the fall, Takechi recognized, thought, and made up his mind. Takechi was angry, shining with an extraordinary brilliance under his feet.

"Damn it! Why am I saving one from black?"

He then he jumped further as if kicking in the air, holding the one in black and falling into the depths of the "hole".

++++++++++

He woke up with the sensation of being hit by his body.

He opened his eyes slightly. In the field of vision like a movie, his dark red hair was swaying. The temples on one side of him were cut off and the other side of him was injured. Takechi reflected on a fuzzy thought that the one in the black suit had a drunken hairstyle. So he came back to himself.

There was a man in black in front of him. The member of the clan "Purgatory", the enemy of the sky.

"What are you doing?!"

He screamed out of reflex, pulling away from the man in black, Takechi tugged on his right hand to catch him. He looked there involuntarily.

Takechi's right hand and the man in black's left hand were connected by a handcuff-like power suppressor.

A low, whining voice escaped from his throat.

"What is this?"

"You don't know what to look for! You're connected! Quick, give me the key, you fucking bastard!"

The function of the suppressor of different abilities does not choose the opponent. Whether it is "Purgatory", Strain or "Scepter 4", those who use it will be blocked from different abilities, and their physical abilities will be the same as those of normal humans.

(Why is it on my wrist?), he thought.

"You've done it?"

"I don't know! I was like this when I realized it!"

The man in black who had lost his fangs was screaming and it seemed that he was not lying.

If so, was it a coincidence? Takechi and the one in black fell into the well in a tangled manner. It seems that the impact of the fall could be softened by Takechi's abilities, but the momentum at that moment caused the empty handcuffs to get stuck in Takechi's hands.

As a result, the one in blue clothes and the one in black clothes were sealed and lost their abilities, falling behind at the bottom of the shaft.

"That's probably what happened."

Explaining that, the one in black shot Takechi's lock to the max.

"Don't worry, that's it!"

As he scowled and endured the pain, Takechi glared at the one in black. He helped him with all his might, but what was that attitude? He thought he should have abandoned him, but that would violate the order to bring the man in black alive "as much as possible".

With a sigh, Takechi confirmed the situation.

There was no doubt that they were at the bottom of a cylindrical shaft. Looking up, light and rain poured from the rounded sky. The water that collected at the ankle was wetting Takechi's entire body and the one in black.

He felt no pain when he tried to move his body. He was lucky to have fallen from that height and not injured himself, although he had used his ability, but he had encountered another problem.

The radio was broken. With this, it was not possible to request help from "Scepter 4".

When he was thinking with a difficult look, the one in black yelled, "Hey!"

"Okay! Take off the handcuffs and you'll be fine! Even you are in trouble if you can't use your skills!"

Looking back at his unruly puppy eyes, Takechi asked.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

"Eh?"

"You probably woke up earlier. You should have killed me while I was passed out and then look for the key, why didn't you?"

After thinking about the one in black for a while, he made an "Ah…" face.

When he was shocked that he couldn't think about it because he didn't have a conscientious response, the one in black stood up and grabbed Takechi's chest.

"Oh! Idiot, you've made a fool of me now!"

"Actually it is."

"That's it! I'll kill you from now on!"

The one in black jumped up and tried to put his hands on Takechi's neck. Takechi shook it off with a disgusted face. The one in black was very small and seemed weak. In the case of fighting with sealed abilities, there was no element that Takechi lost, who was superior in physique and had received combat training.

He could kill that guy at any time.

But…

After thinking for a while, Takechi controlled the one in black who was still in an uproar with one hand.

"Wait. Calm down."

"Don't worry! Die! Or take off the handcuffs right now!"

"I don't have the key."

The movement of the man in black stopped.

"The "Scepter 4" runners do not carry the key because if they are stolen, the hostile clan member they sealed will be revived. I cannot remove the handcuffs unless I return to the transport vehicle or headquarters."

"Hm... oh ... that's..."

"Will you still kill me and drag the corpse away? Can you do it now? I weigh 94 kg."

The one in black grabbed his mouth and stared at Takechi's thick boar neck and his tight shoulders. He seemed like he could hear the sound of thinking going round and round.

Takechi did not miss the opportunity and opened a hand in front of the one in black clothes.

"I have a suggestion. Let's make a truce."

"Eh?"

"I don't want to drag your corpse. I want you to walk anyway. So how about a break until we get out of this hole?"

The one in black looked at Takechi with suspicious eyes and asked:

"Exit, then, and then?"

"I'll drag you to headquarters. If you don't like it, you can resist. If you're lucky, your friends can find you. Then you will die."

"......"

"Or do you stay here and starve?"

"......!"

The one in black thought, thought, thought, and finally scratched his red hair and screamed like a buffoon.

"Oh, yeah! Okay! That's fine!"

"Ok."

Takechi looked around him, and then, when it suddenly occurred to him,

"What is your name?"

The one in black glared at Takechi.

"Ah? Why would I give my name to a blue outfit?"

"I am Takechi Kazumada."

"Hey! Listen to me!"

He was angry and hit Takechi, but his thick chest was not afraid. As Takechi stared at him without saying anything, he sighed and murmured, as if the one in black clothes had taken root.

"Mina."

"That is all."

Takechi nodded, convinced.

"I was not confident because your body is thin, but that is correct. You are a woman."

Mina dressed in black kicked Takechi again.

++++++++++

The stairs leading to the ground had brilliantly collapsed after about 10 steps.

"What is this? Do a good job..."

Mina said bitterly, Takechi shrugged.

"This is an abandoned well in the first place. It is wrong to expect decent maintenance."

"Sorry. You don't react to soliloquy one by one."

She looked up and threw it away, but Takechi started walking without any particular pretense. Because they were connected, Mina couldn't help it.

A tunnel was cut through the shaft at a distance from the stairs to the ground. She was one step away from one of them. It seemed true that it was not maintained and there was real darkness with no emergency lights.

Wondering what to do, Takechi pulled the flashlight from his blue clothes. A powerful beam of light illuminated the interior of the tunnel. It was about 10 meters in diameter and the destination was covered in darkness, so he had no idea what was going on.

Mina asked Takechi anxiously.

"Hey. Is it really here?"

"I don’t know."

"Eh?! You don't know the way!"

Takechi looked at Mina coldly.

"I only know the data. I don't know which way the exit is."

"That is not usable. You are a tax thief!"

"There is no reason for criminals to say so."

Mina and Takechi walked through the tunnel while cursing each other.

The tunnel was wide, but dark and damp. Of course, it was not a path for humans and vehicles to walk. The reflected footsteps reawakened anxiety and Mina hit Takechi on the elbow.

"Hey. What is this path?"

"It is an underground drainage canal."

"What's that?"

Takechi looked at Mina with stunned eyes.

"You didn't even know what they were occupying? Geez..."

She was irritated. She used to hit him with a fist of fire, but now Mina couldn't do that. She screamed to reduce the anxiety of squeezing and opening her right hand.

"Please just answer! What's in here?"

She wondered if he could reply in disappointment, but Takechi explained clearly as he looked ahead.

"The underground drainage channel is like a tunnel to take the water from the river when a flood is about to occur. We have fallen into a well to drain the flood into the drainage channel. There are several, all connected through channels of underground drains, so if you get to a working pit, you should be able to get to the ground from there. "

"Mmm..."

Mina's nose was confused by his unexpectedly polite explanation. Yes, they did not know the details of the facilities they occupied and Mina did not even know that there was a system to prevent floods.

"What is that axis? How long do you need to walk?"

"The total length of the flood channel is 10 km and the number of wells is 5, so if calculated, the average distance of each is 2 km."

Takechi looked back at the path he had taken with a delicate expression.

"Here's a discarded axle. I still don't know if it's still connected to another axle. Maybe it's stuck in the way."

"Hey! What's that?!"

"It is not my fault to fall here or not know the way."

Mina tried to curse Takechi again, but she reconsidered and tied her lips.

Takechi was a blue robe and her enemy, but from what he had spoken, he seemed to have a fair personality. Certainly, as he said, this situation was not due to Takechi. The reason they fell here was because of Mina's attack, and...

Mina looked down at her feet and spat out the question that she had caught in the back of her throat.

"Why did you help me?"

Takechi looked at Mina. Mina continued her words, feeling his gaze around her.

"We, the 'Purgatory' clan, I think that for the blue clothes, we are just bugs. If you had dropped me as I was, you would save yourself a lot of trouble, but why didn't you?"

Takechi thought for a bit and then replied.

"I never thought of 'Purgatory' as an insect. I think they are criminals."

Then he looked ahead.

"If they want to hurt us with their abilities, we have to fight, but if they don't, they don't have to die. Criminals are still human. If you're incapacitated, I have to protect you because that's my job."

"......"

Mina didn't know how difficult it was.

So she didn't understand half of what Takechi said. What she could barely understand was that he was in a job helping people and that he thought Mina was a human being.

She was getting frustrated.

Takechi's response was not what Mina expected. She thought he had fallen next to her in the basement to take her neck and take credit. If he had told her that he helped her for his own benefit, she would not have been so frustrated.

No, thinking about it again...

After all, Takechi helped Mina, to take credit for himself. The reason why she walks on the ground like this was probably because it is difficult to carry Mina's corpse. Takechi himself said so, so it was for his own benefit after all.

She wouldn't forget it. Takechi was a blue clothes. She knew that many of her friends from "Purgatory" had been killed by the blue clothes. No wonder he strangled her as soon as she hit the ground. So she was not afraid.

When she was thinking about that while she was looking at the ground...

"Wah..."

She tapped the tip of her nose against Takechi's back who stopped.

"Hey... why are you stopping?"

Mina rubbed her nose and protested, and Takechi made a little soliloquy.

"What's wrong with this?"

When he wondered what it was, he noticed.

Moist air and the sound of flowing water.

The road split in two in front of Takechi. The right side was a bit higher and the left side was a bit lower. A stream of water flowed from right to left along the fork. That meant…

"This means that if you go somewhere, you can go out, right?"

"Probably yes. The fact that the water is flowing means that it is connected to a live shaft."

"Then you don't have to stop. Let's go quickly."

Takechi grabbed Mina's wrist as she tried to walk.

"No, you should go back."

"Eh?"

"The river water flows inwards. I don't know the state of the soil, but there is a danger that the amount of water will increase if it rains a lot. Let's go back and go through another tunnel."

"Don't worry, why do I have to turn around if I've walked so far? Let's go this way!"

"No, let's go back. Until the situation clears up."

Mina looked seriously at Takechi, who still had a hard expression, and then laughed.

"What's wrong, are you scared, you idiot? How much water do you think it is?"

Takechi replied grumpily.

"Even if the water is low now, it may rise in the future. It may be too late to go back after that. Don't you know?"

Mina didn't listen and stick her tongue out at him.

"Eh? I don't think it's a good idea to be ridiculous, but we'll say goodbye as soon as possible! It's no joke to wait here!"

"That's the same for me! But considering the danger…"

"That scares you! What's wrong with your courage? If it's too bad, I'm going to leave you alone here!"

Mina started walking, telling him that. But of course her right hand was stretched out and she couldn't go any further. Looking at Takechi with a look of contempt, she started walking with an indignant expression.

Mina shook her shoulders and laughed.

"Hey. You should do it from the beginning, face the problem."

"Black clothes. Remember when we went out..."

"That's my line. I'll kill you, get ready!"

Then they began to follow the path to the left, avoiding the running water.

Five minutes passed and then ten minutes.

Meanwhile, the water level rose steadily. It used to be a stream, but now it was as big and fast as a mountain stream. The water could no longer be avoided approaching the corner of the tunnel, and the splashes began to wet the black shoes. That fact made the silence between the two even heavier.

The two went further.

The water level was rising even higher.

The water level was already up to their ankles. The two of them sped up without saying anything, but the currents of water made them fall over and over again, and they moved ridiculously. Mina screamed unbearably as she supported her body by pushing her hand against the wall on the right side.

"Hey, when will we get there?"

Takechi yelled back without wasting time.

"You should know that! You told me to go this way!"

"Is everything we did wrong?! Idiot, you came with me, right?"

She slipped and fell, sinking from her head to the bottom of the water. Spitting water, scooping up wet red hair, Mina tried to spit out words of anger.

"Hey! Behind you!"

Looking back at Takechi's warning, she found that her face was completely tense.

The water that was twice as high as before was rushing down like a tsunami.

"Run!"

Mina scrambled to her feet and started running with Takechi. Of course they couldn't escape. The water level had already risen to shoulder height and it was not a state where they could run properly. Still, the two of them desperately moved their slowly moving legs.

Feeling the impact of being hit from behind, Mina fell forward again.

She spun as the field of vision went round and round. Mina shook her limbs and tried to keep her body fluid. It was a waste of effort. The water rushed towards her mouth, which she opened in search of air.

She was drowning.

Even if she stretched her legs out, she couldn't even scratch the bottom of the water. Fear of death filled her lungs in an instant, and Mina literally appeared on the surface of the water in a deadly manner.

The water hit there even harder.

Mina's head flew off and crashed into the tunnel wall. A spark flickered in the back of her eyes, and as it disappeared, Mina's consciousness plunged into darkness.

++++++++++

He was lucky that her finger got caught in "it."

Takechi's situation was not much different from Mina's. But, Takechi was taller than Mina. He was able to keep his composure because his feet were on the bottom even though he was being washed.

Mina, who had been hovering until just now, suddenly stopped moving, and Takechi knew from his handcuffs that she was passed out or dead. In any case, it was inevitable that he would follow the same path. He circled his bloodied eyes around him, desperately trying to reach into the wall, wondering if there was any way to help her.

At that moment, his fingertips touched a different texture than concrete.

When he reflexively grasped it, he applied the weight of two people and the pressure of the jet of water, and the ligament in his left arm was stretched to the point of breaking. While frowning in pain, Takechi held Mina's body in his right arm and began to lift them up with the power of his left arm alone.

"It" was apparently like an iron ladder.

Against the water, Takechi brought his body to the ladder, dangled his right foot, dangled his left, and carried Mina on his shoulder. Mina weighed less than half his weight. So there was no particular problem. The unit he once belonged to was trained with a backpack of similar weight on his back.

At his feet, a large amount of water flowed with a sound like that of the ground. If she was swallowed again, this time she would not live. While he was haunted by fear, impatience, and the constantly rising water level, Takechi still secured himself and Mina's body and climbed the ladder.

By pushing the hatch attached to the top of the tunnel and opening it, Takechi and Mina were finally able to reach stable ground.

He stabs his knee into the concrete and take a deep breath. Then Takechi laid Mina's body on her back and listened to her mouth.

She wasn't breathing.

Takechi's decision was quick. He had done it many times in life-saving training. He opened her black garment, gave her a heart massage, opened her airways, and did mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. After several attempts to revive her, Mina's body shook and a surprising amount of water leaked from her lips.

"Keh, Kah..."

After seeing Mina cough, Takechi breathed a bit of relief.

He then he looked around him.

What kind of place was that? Is it a maintenance passage or an emergency evacuation passage installed at the top of the underground drainage channel? There was no doubt that it was still a habitable facility because it had a light green night light. So it was no wonder there was an emergency phone somewhere.

When he got to that point, Mina groaned. Looking at Takechi with a vague look...

"What? What happened…?"

"We were saved. There appears to be an escape route over the tunnel."

"......"

"I won't be able to walk for a while. I'll take a break here."

With that said, Takechi sat down by the wall.

Finally, Mina got up. She sat next to Takechi with a slow movement, her back against the wall in the same way. She brushed away the red hair sticking to her cheek with her finger and asked in a heavy voice.

"Have you helped me again?"

"Well, that's correct."

Mina looked at Takechi with an indescribable gaze and then collapsed.

"Thanks."

Takechi was a bit surprised.

He didn't think the day would come when a black robe would thank him for something, he tried to say that, but a different word came out of his open mouth.

"Ah…"

Then, for a moment, Takechi and Mina stared silently at the ceiling.

They were both soaked, it was cold and they were tired. In the dim light of the night lights, they couldn't even see the color of the other's clothes. The only thing that was transmitted was that there was someone next to them, and only someone's body temperature there. Surrounded by darkness, the two of them were only human.

"And you…"

It was Takechi who broke the silence first.

"Why did you go into 'Purgatory'?"

If it had been the Mine from a little while ago, it would have been repulsive. It was not something related to him, she would rather die quickly than hear his insulting voice in her ears.

But Mina didn't, and she only echoed a careless voice in the dark.

"It's a wrap."

Takechi glanced at Mina. Mina was staring at the ceiling.

"The man I lived with was at the bottom of the Yakuza. The group started fighting with 'Purgatory', and I happened to get involved."

Mina's voice was simple. Like listing the facts.

"The man and the others were all dead, I was wondering if I would die too, but that person came over."

Mina's voice trembled. He knew who that person was without asking. The cause that created the current situation. The worst "King" who does not know self-control, has no cause and exercises violence at will.

Genji Kagutsu.

"Even though the corpses were scattered around, I laughed. I was very scared, but I couldn't tear my eyes away. So, as if grabbing a child's head, my head was in a mess."

Mina shook the air with her left hand and her fingers folded.

"Then... something hot spilled out of that hand. It was so hot, it was painful, and it seemed like my body was going to explode. In fact, it exploded. My right hand burned and I screamed. He was laughing and looking at me."

Takechi looked at Mina's right hand. The scars that were badly burned reached down to her bare shoulder.

"Once that was done, the people around me stood up and passed by. At that point, I became a member of 'Purgatory', and I have been with them ever since."

After speaking, Mina hugged her body tightly. Was it because her wet body was getting cold, or because of the memory of Kagutsu Genji? With a little sympathy, Takechi asked.

"What kind of man is Kagutsu Genji?"

Mina looked at Takechi. The distorted look on one cheek of hers also seems to laugh. With that look, she slowly shook her head and...

"Here we go, I don't know."

It did not appear to be a trap or a joke. Maybe it really was a "I don't know.".

The information department of "Scepter 4" wanted information on Kagutsu Genji. Hometown, age, values, purpose, career before becoming a "King". Knowing the enemy is the first step to capturing him. Therefore, it was an important goal for "Scepter 4" to know what kind of person Kagutsu Genji was.

However, the answer he got was, strangely, the same as Mina, "I don't know.".

One day, Kagutsu Genji suddenly appeared. With the power of "King", he destroyed neighboring antisocial organizations, absorbed the rest of the reconciliation, and "Purgatory" gained momentum.

No one knew where Kagutsu Genji was coming from and no one knew where he was going. He had no past or future, but he lived the present in a sensible and catastrophic way. That was the kind of existence that Kagutsu Genji created.

The words that Mina muttered clearly expressed that.

"That person is a bakemono." (Synonymous with yokai.)

Takechi nodded slightly, but opened his eyes at Mina's words.

"Or maybe Kamisama?"

"What?"

A God. Takechi didn't know anything else to express about Kagutsu Genji.

Mina didn't mind his comments, but in a light tone she said:

"I was so scared, I was very strong, I don't know what he was thinking, but that person saved me."

Takechi couldn't understand the concept of being saved by Kagutsu Genji. Confused, he said what he thought.

"But Kagutsu Genji probably killed your lover."

Mina's eyes glared at Takechi with thick anger.

"The guy who sold me and made money, he's not my lover."

"......"

"Well that's it. I'm different. I had nothing else to do. I couldn't help it because I wanted to live, but…"

Taking her burned fist, Mina laughed as if she was tugging at her.

"Now I have 'this'. If I have 'this', no one can make fun of me. I won't let you use it. I'm a member of 'Purgatory'. That person did that for me."

Takechi involuntarily pinched his mouth.

"Kagutsu Genji didn't give you power to save yourself. It's just a whim, that's all."

Mina laughed, "Haha.", and she looked at Takechi in a silly way.

"I don't understand. That's why it's fine."

"What?"

"Whether he has money or not, is smart or bad, whether it helps or not it helps. Others would think that way. But that person doesn't do that, he hasn't seen it in the first place. What kinds of things are right and what no? I have learned it equally."

"Equality?"

"Yes, that."

With a tense index finger, she pointed at Takechi.

"For that person, we, you, everyone and him are all the same. He is no different from the ants and the waters that surround him. That is fine. In front of that person, they are all the same."

Mina took her burned right hand many times and opened it again, as if to confirm.

"We're not special. I've seen a lot of guys who died like they were exploding with the same power. We just happened to survive. I know that better than anyone. Without 'this', my life would be crap and shit."

"I don't think that's the case."

Mina had a soft, resigned smile.

"Haha. You're a good guy. But..."

She covered her face with her raised knees.

"You don't know anything about me, you should stop."

There was no word to return.

"Let's go, I already rested a lot."

Mina stood up and Takechi did the same.

"Ah…"

Then they started walking in that dark place again.

Mina's words contained part of the truth about "Purgatory".

Why was the number of people in "Purgatory" not exhausted, stripping all societies of their fangs and, therefore, being persecuted by all societies? Although the organization should have almost collapsed since Operation Kaume, the amount of black clothing had not decreased, instead it seemed that the damage spread and the amount had increased.

From the testimony of Mina and the captured clan member it was clear that Kagutsu Genji himself had a mysterious charisma. However, Takechi believed that that was not the only reason why "Purgatory" continued to exist.

Members of the "Purgatory" clan consider their lives worthless.

Society, property, life. They don't respect what most humans should focus on. They recognize that their lives are nothing more than a decaying young lady. This is why it is possible to wield the power granted by Kagutsu Genji to the fullest, and even if they destroy themselves, they can lay waste.

Only the moment that they burn life and shine, is valuable to them.

Currently, there is a stable moment. Under the reign of the "Golden King", the people sing prosperity. Still, there are those who find their life useless. As long as human beings are human, such things will never cease.

What if this was an unstable society in a more chaotic era? If Kagutsu Genji appeared there and empowered those who are casually dissatisfied. Imagining tens of thousands of members of "Purgatory", Takechi felt goose bumps on the back of his neck.

"And you?"

Mina's voice made Takechi recoil, who had been caught up in his thoughts.

"What?"

"Why did you go into 'Scepter 4'? Did your parents tell you to do that?"

Mina said that moaning. She may have remembered it when she got up and started walking. They are blue and black, and they have to kill each other when they reach the surface.

Takechi responded to the provocation with a calm voice.

"I am an orphan. I have no parents."

"......"

"I immediately joined the military after leaving the facility because I didn't have the money or the head to get into a good school. I am grateful to my parents for being strong."

Mina awkwardly averted her gaze and then said:

"Sorry."

He wanted to tell her that she didn't need to apologize, but what came out of his mouth was a different word.

"Do not worry."

Then there was silence again.

The tunnel was so long that they still couldn't see the exit. Even so, the night lights continued without being exhausted.

The light that was placed at regular intervals was hypnotic. As he walked and vaguely gazed at the light, Takechi was suddenly caught up in mere imagination. He and Mina were already dead when they fell into the well, and that channel was the Sanzu River, and now they were silently heading towards the afterlife.

If they were dead, at least they wouldn't have to kill each other.

Realizing that he was thinking that way, Takechi frowned.

"Is the same for me."

Suddenly, Mina opened her mouth.

"I don't have parents. One passed away, then the other went to the hospital and I was taken by a relative."

"......"

"They suck. I couldn't take it, ran away and got picked up by the guy I mentioned earlier."

Then Mina looked at Takechi and...

"I wonder if I should have put up with it. Or maybe I should have been born with a big body like you. So, by now, I could have been wearing blue clothes."

Several laments arose.

He shouldn't have helped Mina. He shouldn't have offered a truce. He shouldn't have asked her why she went into "Purgatory".

The blue clothes and the black clothes kill each other. They can kill each other because they don't know each other. The opponent's life can be killed because is just an icon of an obstacle to remove and an enemy to defeat.

Even knowing what kind of person she was and how she lived, it was unlikely that Takechi could take her life.

"Ah…"

Mina screamed. Then she realized that he was looking at the ground. When he raised his face, Takechi saw it.

The white light that illuminated the end of the tunnel.

It was the outside.

The two of them continued walking in silence. Stepping on the path that led to the exit. They both knew what was to come, but they would never stop.

Mina stopped.

"Mina?"

"No, sorry. Somehow."

She said that scratching her red hair.

"Yes, that's right. Let's go out."

"......"

"It sucks. I just wanted to get out as soon as possible. Now I hope it's a little later."

With a slight smile, Mina looked at Takechi.

"I ended up getting along well with you. I wish I could do it a bit more."

It was the same for both of them.

But they had to move on. As Takechi walked silently, Mina began to move her legs without object. The light outside gradually grew stronger and the two figures disappeared from the darkness. The blue clothes that go through and the black clothes that are darker than blood.

Takechi said, squinting at the growing light.

"I have to say one thing."

"Hmm?"

"I said the runners didn't have the key to unlock the ability suppressor, but that's a lie."

Mina's legs stopped again.

"It is hiding in a confusing place; in case it is stolen by the enemy. I am healthy. It's here."

Takechi put his hand on the collar of his uniform. From a cleverly hidden pocket, he pulled out the release key that was thick and long as his index finger, and showed it to Mina.

Mina shook her voice.

"You lied to me?"

"That's right. It was better for you to walk to the surface than to kill yourself there. I thought you'd be easier to control in that state. I'm a few steps higher in terms of physical disparity and ability."

Takechi looked at Mina. Mina was looking at Takechi. Her hair, shoulders, and eyes trembled with anger and hatred. No, it was more intense because they shared time together and she got to know him.

Takechi said, looking at her.

"But I cannot do it."

"Eh?"

"I heard your story."

Capture her and take her to headquarters just as she is. Then what will happen?

Mina will be sealed forever. She will be taken to a detention center dedicated to talented people and she will spend a lot of time there. For Mina, who found value only in power and said that her life could not be anywhere else, it would be more painful than death.

She was a criminal. Whatever the circumstances, sin must be punished. As a member of "Scepter 4", Takechi had never questioned that. Do chores. That should be so.

That should have been it.

"I can't kill you. I can't take power. I can't let you go. I'll regret it all the time if you sin again."

"So what will you do?"

Takechi laughed at Mina, who revealed her mistrust.

"Unlock you."

"......"

"Then you and I will return to the same state as before we fell into the well."

Mina swallowed hard. Takechi turned to the front and started walking.

"Then you can kill me without hesitation. Forget everything until now. We have never had the time to walk through the tunnel."

"You're stupid?!"

Mina screamed as if she couldn't bear it.

"It's not like that! It's not so easy to forget about the boy I care about! What you've done so far, if you take off the handcuffs, you won't be able to do it!"

Takechi didn't object and nodded silently.

"I don't think so. Maybe so."

The light outside already enveloped the entire body of the two. They could hear the sound of the rain. The cool air outside caressed their skin. Taking a deep breath, Takechi looked at the cuffs on his right hand.

"However, nothing can be done as it is now. If the situation is resolved, a change is needed. If I remove the key, it will change."

"You, up to that point...!"

Mina gritted her teeth and shook her voice.

"Do you want to kill me that much, Takechi?!"

Takechi slowly shook his head.

"No, Mina. I just want to correct my mistakes."

What they had talked about, helping each other, reveal their emotions. That was a mistake.

They shouldn't have done that. It couldn't be Takechi and Mina. They had to be blue and black. Otherwise, if they didn't think of the other person as a human being, they couldn't kill them.

Takechi inserted the key into the suppressor for different abilities. Mina screamed in fear.

"Stop! That's not true!"

Takechi slowly turned the key. Mina wreaked havoc and tried to annoy him, but Takechi, who was physically superior, forcibly advanced with his finger. Tears spilled from Mina's eyes, and she stomped on the ground many times, like a child with tantrums.

"This is because I will kill you! When the handcuffs are removed and my strength returns, I will kill you! I will burn you! I really will! Okay?"

"Yes."

Takechi smiled calmly and replied.

"That's right."

The ability suppressor came off and fell to the ground with a thud.

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