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creamhoodie · 10 months

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˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ Internet Cafe Love ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖

synopsis: The white haired boy who regularly visits the same internet cafe as you becomes your boyfriend but can your relationship survive when his best friend seems distrustful of you?

warnings: 7,915 words (long one shot with multiple settings),Nagi X female reader, gamer Nagi, per fluff no smut since it is written while he attends high school still.

You had often noticed the white haired boy at the internet cafe as he seemed to go nearly every night the way you did.

While you also brought projects and subjects to study on the side when you were taking a break, you noticed he never took breaks, the clicking of the keyboard and mouse were constant companions. This had led to you bringing your own noise canceling headphones that were much more soundproof than the gamer ones that came with the PC set at the cafe.

That was your current situation, headphones in practicing a new writing style of kanji when you felt a light tapping on your headphones. You glanced up and towering over you was the white haired boy. He wore an oversized gray sweatshirt and black sweatpants. You moved your headphones around your neck.

“Did you need something?” You asked, meeting his gray eyes.

“Do you have any money?” He asked straightforwardly.

“Money? What for?” You asked, looking him up and down again. He didn’t seem in need based on his lounge outfit and you now noticed the light up rainbow keyboard he had under his arm. It had gone unnoticed before since his tall domineering figure was the main spectacle.

“Lemon tea. I wanna buy one from the vending machine but I’m low on money because I spent it all on this and the gacha games on my phone,” he said motioning to the keyboard.

You raised a brow at not only his abruptness but also his poor money management. You had some cash on you but weren’t too keen on giving it up since you planned on getting food at your favorite food stand after you left the cafe.

“Well I don’t have any money,” you said.

“Bummer,” he replied, not sounding convinced as he plopped down in the spot next to you and began removing the default keyboard and setting his own up to the PC.

You bit the inside of your cheek, chewing on it a little to hide your annoyance. Now he was gonna be right next to you making all this noise.

“Do you really have to sit here?” You asked.

He looked over at you as the PC booted up, his gray eyes seeming slightly hurt.

“Is that a problem?” He asked. The way he asked made you feel guilty. Yes he was a bit eccentric and odd but so far he was harmless.

“No it’s fine,” you said. By now your kanji was forgotten and you watched as he opened a first person shooter game and signed into his account.

“God of soccer?” You teased regarding his gamertag.

“Oh yeah I’m on the soccer team at Hakuho High School,” he said.

This guy went to the elite prep school? He didn’t seem like the type. You yourself were in the neighboring public school.

“I wasn’t aware Hakuho had a team,” you stated as he loaded into a game.

“My friend Reo and I started the club up so we’d have a team to go to nationals.” His focus was now on his game however as he had chosen a sniper character. You watched as he hit every headshot. He was eerily good at the game and you didn’t miss how match chat came up with the enemy team accusing him of using aimbot. When his team won the game he exited the queue and remained on the menu and looked over at you as he had been aware you were watching the whole time.

“You’re really good, how long have you played that game?” You asked.

“Just a few months now,” he said, shrugging.

“And you aim that good already?” You asked in disbelief. You weren’t half bad yourself and had always considered your aim to be impressive but his was godly.

“I grew up playing first person shooter games,” he said as if it was no big deal. He glanced at your notepad before adding, “what’s with the studying?”

You blushed.

“I alternate between studying and gaming,” you answered his question.

“No, I mean I see you studying here all the time even when it’s not exam season,” he said. So he had noticed you before as well? That was to be expected as you were both regulars.

“I just like to study consistently,” you replied. He made a face and you added, “you don’t? You go to Hakuho, surely that’s more rigorous than my public school.”

“Well sure but I just study a few days before the exams. Hey, are you sure you don’t have any money? I could really use that lemon tea.”

His delivery made you wanna laugh. He was easy going and charming all without meaning to be and yet he was still odd, you hadn’t ever met anyone like him before.

“I'm still thinking about it. Do you have a name or is it just god of soccer?” You asked.

He chuckled.

“My name is Seishiro Nagi. What’s yours?”

“Y/N Y/LN,” you replied, telling him your first and last name as well.

“Nice,” he replied, “you wanna play some games?”

The two of you were duos on the same team with him playing the sniper character again and you his support offering him both damage boosts and heals. Between both of your combined skills and efforts the two of you went on an eight game win streak.

An hour of gaming had gone by even though it didn’t feel like it and the two of you decided to call it quits.

“So Y/N,” he started.

“No about the lemon tea,” you joked. He shook his head.

“Forget about that. I have a home game tomorrow at my school in the evening. The match starts at two. You should come,” he said. You noticed the slight pinking of his ears when he said it.

“I’ll try to go,” you said. You did enjoy playing with him even though originally you had felt slightly annoyed by his presence.

“You should, our school’s marching band is gonna be there too for the first time,” he said. He finished unplugging his keyboard and putting the original one back and stood up. He scrolled through his phone quickly before adding, “will you be back online tonight? Maybe we could play some more too.”

You felt your heart somersault at how he sounded hopeful.

“I may but I’m not sure I don’t usually play late.”

“Bummer. Hey Y/N?”

You prepared to be asked about the damn lemon tea again.

“What?”

“Do you have a boyfriend?” He asked shyly.

“No I don’t.”

“Good keep it that way. I’ll see you online tonight,” he said quickly before waving bye and taking off.

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You were back home in your room that night freshly showered and sitting on your bed getting ready to settle in for the night and watch TV.

You heard a notification from your PC and received the notification on your phone as well through the gaming app.

It was Nagi using the whisper feature where you could message online friends direct messages.

GodOfSoccer: get on

You smiled at his eagerness.

SleepyKoala: Kinda don’t want to I’m tired

GodOfSoccer: don’t care I wanna play with you

SleepyKoala: Nagi we played so much today

GodOfSoccer: true well are you coming to my game tomorrow?

SleepyKoala: Yes

GodOfSoccer: WOHOO LETS GOOO

GodOfSoccer: forgot to say earlier cute gamertag

SleepyKoala: Thanks :)

GodOfSoccer: give me your number

You did and not even a minute went by before you got a message from him. It was a plushie of a koala on his desk next to his PC monitor. You also caught a view of the rainbow keyboard from earlier. You created a contact ID for him and added a koala emoji to the end of his name.

You: Cute plushie

Nagi: he says thank you. I’m gonna game a bit I’ll see you tomorrow

You: see you

You then settled at last to watch more of the Netflix show you were currently binging until you lulled to sleep.

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The next morning you woke up at noon having slept in later than you would have liked. After doing your morning routine and eating, you made your way to the supermarket to buy a lemon tea for Nagi.

You hadn’t been able to ignore the butterflies that you had gotten thinking about him. You had checked his online status and had noticed he had stayed up until one in the morning gaming.

Supermarket mission successful, you began to make your way to Nagi’s high school. You had timed your schedule perfectly so the metro would arrive at 1:30 giving you enough time to head to the stadium before the game started. Your outfit of choice was casual with a tote bag to hold the lemon tea and your noise canceling headphones though you doubted you’d need them.

Arriving at the school on time you couldn’t help but notice how much more expensive everything seemed. You knew it was an elite academy but as you followed the crowd into the stadium you noticed just how much the school invested into its extracurriculars.

“Y/N!”

You turned around and there was Nagi coming up to you.

“Hey Nagi,” you replied feeling slightly shy from your flirtatious exchanges with him.

“You like the stadium? Reo’s dad is this mega rich guy and he donated the funds and manpower to build it. He doesn’t care for soccer but he frequently donates funds to the school for them to use for whatever purpose they’d like.”

You nodded. He looked handsome in his soccer uniform, the black jersey, shorts and black socks contrasting against his white hair and skin.

“Oh before I forget, since you kept asking yesterday,” you said, taking the tea bottle out of the tote bag and giving it to him. That made him laugh in glee.

“Thanks for this,” he said gratefully.

“Nagi! We need to warm up!” A purple haired figure shouted as he ran over. When he caught up to where the two of you were his equally purple eyes were distrustful of you.

“Reo. This is Y/N. Remember I told you about her?” Nagi said.

So this was Reo? His suspicious eyes took you all in.

“Yeah I remember. Nice to meet you,” he said but his words didn’t match his tone or expression.

“Nice to meet you too. Nagi’s talked a lot about you as well,” you said and you noticed that did soften his eyes a bit if not fully.

Nagi seemed oblivious.

“Y/N, if you sit there you’ll have a good view of me,” he said pointing to a specific section before continuing, “and I want you to look at me not any of these other guys.”

His words sent a jolt of heat between your legs and to your face but you simply nodded and assured him you’d be watching him.

“Nagi,” Reo scolded impatiently, “we have to warm up.”

“Alright alright,” he said following him but yelling back to you, “stay after. Text me if you can’t find me.”

You headed to the section he had designated would have the best view of him.

Throughout the game Nagi had lived up to his gamertag. He truly was a god of soccer. He was lightning bolt fast his legs moved just as fast as you had seen his fingers were capable on the keyboard.

He also worked incredibly well with Reo. They were a dynamic duo on the field and the passes between them were strategic.

When Nagi had scored a goal he had looked directly at you and pointed, unmistakably claiming it had been for you.

His team was in the lead right now and you hoped it would remain that way.

During the halfway break, you waited eagerly waiting to see him again. When they came back his eyes searched for you instantly and met yours sending you a sweet smile. As expected his team won and you cheered happily for him. As others started leaving the stadium you waited for him afterwards like he had asked you to.

You didn’t have to wait longer than ten minutes. He was racing towards you, changed clothes, freshly showered and his gym bag over his shoulder. To your dismay you noticed Reo tagging along behind. It’s not that you didn’t like him, you just didn’t understand his scowls and distrustful attitude toward you.

“Y/N! Did you like the game?” He asked, standing in front of the railing of the seat you had remained at.

“I did. It was so great seeing you score,” you said.

“I wanted to score for you,” he said, his cheeks turning pink. “Hey Reo and I are gonna go get something to eat. Do you wanna come?”

Your eyes dashed to Reo a second after Nagi asked the question and you could tell he was exasperated.

“That’s okay I think I’m just gonna head home,” you said softly.

Of course you wanted to spend time with Nagi but you couldn’t risk Reo disliking you even more after all he is Nagi’s best friend his opinion must count for something.

Nagi, still oblivious to all this, furrowed his brows in confusion.

“Okay. Well when can I see you again?” He asked. He seemed hurt that you weren’t coming.

“I’m free tomorrow. Maybe text me later and we can come up with something,” you offered, not feeling comfortable under Reo’s purple gaze.

“Okay I will. Thanks for coming, it really means a lot,” he said, giving you a sideways hug now as you stepped down from the bench you had been sitting at. He towered over you and he smelled incredibly good.

“You’re welcome. I enjoyed every minute of it.”

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“So how long have you and Reo known each other?” You asked as you took another mouthful of ramen. When you had gone home yesterday you had gotten caught up on school work and chores. Nagi had texted you at night and asked if you wanted to play some games to which you had agreed. Somewhere between steam rolling the enemy teams and playing silly custom games in the arcade he had suggested going out for ramen and boba the next night.

Now as the two of you sat in the restaurant’s outdoor patio seating with red paper lanterns illuminating the night sky you were interested in knowing more about his best friend who didn’t seem to take to you.

“Not too long. I met him here at school probably six months ago,” he replied.

“He seems very fond of you,” you said.

Nagi shrugged.

“Reo got me into soccer and I have him to thank for that. Before him no one really talked to me at school.”

This surprised you. He was good looking and charming, sure a bit strange and had his quirks but he was friendly and good company.

“Really? Not even girls?” You teased.

“Especially girls,” he joked back. His gray eyes were looking at you softly. It gave your stomach butterflies. Lately it seemed like all he did was either give you butterflies or make you belly laugh. His hand reached out to lift your chin up so you were forced to meet his gray gaze head on.

“You always look away from me when you notice me looking at you. You never look at me for too long,” he said in a gentle tone.

“I don’t mean to on purpose,” you said trying to be casual although the thumping of your heart was a great contrast to the calm you were trying to portray.

“I like when you look at me and when you watch me play video games and soccer,” he said, inching closer to bridge the gap between the two of you as you sat on opposite ends of the table.

Was he going to kiss you? It seemed like that was his intention. You wanted to kiss him but worry and concern and feeling Reo’s stinging rejection you pulled your chin from his hand and looked away. When you glanced back at him he wasn’t looking at you for once but looking down at his lap with clear hurt in his eyes.

“I thought you liked me too,” he said with embarrassment coloring his voice. You couldn’t take him thinking you were rejecting him, not when he was perfect and sweet and everything you could ever want.

“I do like you!” You said.

“Then why won’t you let me kiss you? I want to so badly,” he asked in desperation.

“Reo-“ you started but he didn’t let you finish.

“Oh,” he said, sounding deflated, “do you like him or something?” It was obvious he was trying to sound nonchalant but jealousy threatened to burst through.

“No no I don’t. I mean I don’t dislike him. He’s your best friend so I don’t have anything against him. I just don’t like him in the way I like you,” you stammered. His response had thrown you off completely because it was the last thing you had expected him to say.

“You don’t like him? Lots of girls do because his dad is that rich guy and girls think Reo is good looking,” Nagi said.

“No, I don't see him that way. I like you,” you said, face flushing at your confession.

“I’m confused. What does Reo have to do with you not letting me kiss you then?”

“It’s just. Reo doesn’t seem to like me. He looks at me as if he’s distrustful and suspicious,” you said.

Nagi instantly relaxed and laughed.

“Oh that’s just how he is. He’s very overprotective of me. It’s nothing personal he’ll grow out of it once you’re around more,” he said.

While Nagi’s words assured you, you still found the whole bit a little odd but maybe that was just their friendship. Maybe Reo saw Nagi as a brother he looked out for. You decided to focus on the latter part of his sentence.

“Once I’m around more?”

At this he reached out across the table taking your hands in his.

“You know how I asked you if you have a boyfriend?” He asked playfully.

“Yes it wasn’t that long ago Nagi,” you replied.

“Well I want to be your boyfriend,” he said. He looked at you from under his long eyelashes, his gray eyes so sweet and vulnerable.

“Well I don’t know this guy at the internet cafe told me to not go getting a boyfriend,” you teased.

“What a little prick he probably wants you for himself,” he went along with your joke.

The two of you laughed before he spoke again,

“Can I be your boyfriend? I promise to be good.”

“Yes you can be Nagi,” you replied.

“Awesome. Can I kiss you now?” He asked practically whining.

“Yes Nagi,” you laughed but your lips were soon overtaken by his. The kiss was sweet and made your head spin.

You wondered if this is what it meant to be on cloud nine.

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Your routine for the past few weeks had become Nagi centered.

You continued to go to the internet cafe regularly. In fact that’s where you spent the most time with Nagi since you still went to different schools. You would go watch him practice and go to his games, he had even given you one of his jerseys to wear and he was strict about you wearing it to each match. You’d stay up on video chat with him as well and watch as he streamed his games for you when you were too tired to play with him yourself.

As for Reo, there wasn’t any progress to be made there as the two of you were still virtually strangers but at least his scowling had toned down.

“I wanna see you more often,” Nagi said, his lips kissing the top of your hair as you hugged him bye at the end of practice.

“We see each other nearly everyday, Nagi,” you laughed. However he did have a point since the majority of the day you were at different schools you only saw him in the evenings at the internet cafe, at his practice, or when he had games on the weekends. You were also busy studying a lot of the time as well and still not feeling comfortable enough to hang out with him and Reo who was often around.

“Why don’t you stay over this weekend?” He asked but was trying to hide the shyness he felt from asking.

“You mean like at your dorm?” You asked.

“Yeah, why not?” He shrugged.

You thought about it, you were so comfortable with him you didn’t have any objections and most of all Reo wouldn’t be there.

“Sounds like a plan.”

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“This is Choki,” Nagi said, motioning to a little cactus in a pot on his desk. You had your travel bag with you around your shoulder and had taken the metro to go to Nagi’s dorm in the late evening.

He had met you at the stop and walked you back to his room.

“It’s very cute,” you said. He was eye level with the cactus smiling at it.

“He is very cute not it,” he replied defensively.

“Yes he is cute,” you corrected, continuing to look around his room.

For a dorm room it was quite spacious but that was to be expected of the elite school. His bed was made and neat with a plush dinosaur throw blanket folded neatly on the comforter. He had a television in his room on a stand next to his desk where his PC was. His PC setup consisted of the rainbow keyboard and the koala plush and Choki next to it, and a gaming chair. He also had a mini fridge with a magnet holding up a photo of Reo and him that was taken on a Polaroid camera. Towards the entrance of the room there was a sink and mirror and the toilet was secluded in a cupboard-like closet separate from the full walk-in closet that held his clothes. The room was illuminated blue from the LED lights he had.

“What do you think of my room?” He asked tentatively as he watched you inspect the place.

“I like it. It seems very comfortable and clean,” you replied.

He let out a sigh of relief.

“Good because I cleaned it before you came over. I’m not a slob or anything but I can get disorganized because I procrastinate,” he explained.

You nodded but felt yourself blushing as now the full prospect of being alone with him was setting in.

“You wanna watch a movie?” He asked.

“Sure,” you replied.

He grabbed the remote and laid back on his bed, kicking off his shoes while doing so.

“You can lay down you know,” he teased watching as you stood there. You followed his lead and also took off your shoes, dropping your overnight bag on the floor and laid down next to him. Gently he brought you closer to him, wrapping his arms around you and kissing your hair. He flicked through movies on the streaming service.

“Do you have a preference?” He asked.

“We can watch whatever,” you replied. He chuckled.

“You’re not helping here,” he teased but then settled on an animated movie about animals. He started the film and then put the remote down, his arms still holding and caressing you.

“Is this okay? I want you to be comfortable with me,” he asked. You could hear the vulnerability in his question however and knew that it would hurt him if you didn’t want him to touch you. Fortunately, you did enjoy his comfort and warmth. He felt like a bear hug.

“It’s okay I’m comfortable like this,” you assured him.

You watched the movie intently but your heart still pounded in excitement from his closeness and you wondered if he could hear it.

He watched the movie as well, occasionally peppering kisses into your hair or chuckling when he found something funny. It was peaceful and not awkward in the slightest. You enjoyed this comfort only Nagi could bring. If it were any other guy you’d worry about his intentions but when Nagi said watch a movie and spend time with you he meant it, not trying anything else besides cuddling.

Towards the end of the movie you heard slight snoring and looking up you saw Nagi had fallen asleep. He looked more boyish when sleeping. You watched the rest of the movie and when it finished you turned the tv off. Nagi was still fast asleep but you didn’t mind, taking it as a sign that he felt comfortable around you. Ever so carefully you moved out of his arms and went to brush your teeth using his sink. You then used his walk in closet to change into your oversized tee and shorts for sleeping. When you came back you saw Nagi blinking in confusion from having woken up.

“I thought you left,” he said sadly.

“No Nagi, I was just changing. You fell asleep towards the end of the movie.”

“Oh I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to,” he rushed to get his words out but you were quick to assure him.

“It’s okay, I thought it was sweet. I didn’t wanna wake you but I already brushed up for bed.”

He looked you up and down in your pajamas and his eyes softened. He repositioned himself so he was now laying in the bed underneath the sheets and blankets.

“Come snuggle with me. It felt so good having you in my arms.”

You obeyed his words and got into bed with him facing towards him. His eyes looked at you lovingly.

“I love having you here. I got up early today to clean my room and make sure everything was perfect. That’s partly why I fell asleep but most of it was because of you. Cuddling you and smelling the nice scent of your hair was so relaxing.”

His way of declaring loving and saying things so openly with his childlike innocence was so endearing to you. Other guys were much more guarded and wouldn’t admit such things out of fear of vulnerability but Nagi just said what he always thought.

“I love being here with you Nagi, you make me feel so safe,” you replied truthfully.

He pouted a little.

“You know you can call me baby or honey or anything you want,” he said.

“Okay baby,” you said, giggling a bit. It was still new and felt a little strange coming out of your mouth.

“Hey what’s funny?” He asked before adding: “you’re my baby and I’m yours and that’s that.” He pulled you closer to him as you laughed.

“You’re right baby, you’re so needy,” you joked.

He pouted again but it didn’t last long because he kissed you nice long and slow. He tasted so good like mint and just Nagi, his ocean breeze scent intermingling with the kiss. Your hands felt his soft white hair as you kissed and he moaned a little into your mouth.

When your kiss broke you gazed at each other.

“You mean everything to me,” he said, cupping your cheek. You curled up closer in his arms so he could snuggle you again how he had loved.

“You mean so much to me too,” you told him. He yawned.

“I wanna sleep with you again, it felt so good. This feels so good, but don’t get any ideas. I brushed my teeth before you got here,” he said.

That made you belly laugh and swat him a little in laughter.

“What? It's true I always brush my teeth right before I see you. I want you to like me,” he said innocently.

“I do like you,” you said. In fact you were starting to think you more than liked him and as you both dozed off to sleep you heard him say the words you had been thinking out loud and it was the last thing you heard before being overtaken by sleep.

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“I’ll be here waiting,” you told Nagi as he ran off towards the locker rooms to change for practice.

This morning you had woken up completely entangled and cuddled into him. His long legs had interlaced yours and after very prolonged kisses and cuddles you had gone out for miso soup for breakfast at a little restaurant nearby then returned to the high school campus for his practice.

“I was almost starting to think he wasn’t gonna show up,” a voice said behind you. You turned around and Reo was standing behind you on the field already dressed in his uniform for practice.

“Reo, where did you come from?” You asked wondering how the two of you hadn’t noticed him on the way in.

He ignored your question and you felt small under his violet intense eyes.

“You know Nagi is never late for practice. He’s usually here early with me,” he said in an accusatory tone.

“Yeah sorry about that it’s just-“ you stammered but he cut you off.

“It’s just you were with Nagi last night and because of that he was thrown off routine this morning,” he finished for you. By now you felt yourself growing frustrated with him. You didn’t know him and he didn’t make any effort to know you, your only mutual connection was Nagi and he seemed hell bent on disliking you.

“Reo what is your problem with me?” You asked out of genuine curiosity and frustration.

He seemed more than happy to tell you.

“My problem is that ever since you’ve come into Nagi’s life he’s been changing. It all started with him wanting to spend more time at the internet cafe and when he told me it was because of some girl I knew it would become a problem,” he said.

Nagi had been spending more time at the internet cafe not to play games but because he had wanted to see you? He had noticed you before he had even spoken to you and liked you? If it weren’t for this confrontation with Reo now you’d relish in that fact more.

“How is it a problem? We’re not doing anything wrong,” you said in an effort to defend yourself.

“Maybe not, but Nagi isn’t like other guys, surely you’ve noticed that. He wears his heart on his sleeve and he’s a good guy. I don’t need you hurting him when he’s already changing for you,” he said.

“Changing how?” You said not fully understanding.

“He’s more motivated. Before you I had to do everything for him because he thinks everything is a hassle. He showers after every game now because he knows you’re there waiting for him, he cleans his room because he knows you’re coming over, he does those things he normally wouldn’t wanna do because he has you in mind.”

“Isn’t that a good thing?” You asked.

Reo’s gaze was still sharp.

“Maybe so but if you hurt him I’m worried he’s gonna be worse than before. Before he was just lazy after you hurt him he’ll just be unmotivated and depressed.”

Your heart hurts at the thought.

“I’m not gonna hurt him,” you said quietly.

Reo didn’t seem convinced.

“You and I both know that’s not how relationships work. Eventually you’ll hurt him and when you do I’ll never forgive you.”

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GodOfSoccer: where did you go after practice? I thought you were gonna wait for me but Reo said you left early :(

You saw the whisper message come through the game server as you loaded up the game to play. You had set your status to offline but Nagi was savvy enough to know when you were online.

SleepyKoala: I didn’t feel good

GodOfSoccer: do you need me to come over? i can take care of you

SleepyKoala: No it’s okay

GodOfSoccer: do you wanna play a few games?

SleepyKoala: I think I just wanna play by myself

GodOfSoccer: oh alright

GodOfSoccer: good luck in your games :)

GodOfSoccer went offline

You sighed as you watched him go offline and you knew you had hurt his feelings despite his good natured response. Nagi was never offline and he wasn’t the type to set his status to offline so you knew he was really not gonna play games tonight which didn’t bode well. You didn’t mean to hurt him, it's just you couldn’t get Reo’s words out of your head. He’d never forgive you if you hurt Nagi? You’d never forgive yourself. He was so good and sweet and pure and Reo was right that relationships were messy. Did you really want to be the one to give Nagi his first heartbreak?

You tried to play a few games but it was futile, the game had grown stale without him.

You logged off and crawled into bed. Soon it began to pour outside and it reflected your inner state.

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The next two weeks were exam season so luckily you had an excuse to not be around Nagi as often.

You stopped going to the internet cafe altogether and instead went to your school’s library to study. These days you only saw Nagi at his games and though he was understanding about it because he knew you had to study you could tell he was sad.

The two of you still texted at night but the conversation grew stale as Nagi wasn’t always the best texter and from your experience with him you knew that comfortable laid back atmosphere of being at peace with him was something text couldn’t capture. Text was made for talking and it forced this dynamic where it felt as if you always had to come up with something to say and often times the best moments with Nagi were just being able to enjoy each other’s presence.

When you got home from school one afternoon you had noticed a bouquet of flowers waiting for you on the porch table.

You had taken the flowers to your room and put them in a vase with water. You got your phone out to text him.

You: Thanks for the flowers

Nagi: you’re welcome. I know you’ve been working hard studying and I wanted you to have something to brighten up your desk.

Your heart fluttered at his thoughtfulness and again you wondered why you were being so distant. You knew it wasn’t fair to him but what Reo said really got to you. You knew he was only looking out for his best friend but you were worried you were really going to be the one to hurt Nagi.

Nagi: I miss you :(

Nagi: Are you coming to my game tomorrow?

You felt overwhelmed by it all. The flowers, his double texting, and all the while you still felt Reo’s disapproving eyes on you as if he were watching you now. Part of you thought maybe it was better to back out of things early on before they got any deeper. Maybe then Nagi wouldn’t be as hurt. It was that rationale that led to your reply:

You: Sorry I can’t. I have to study now more than ever.

Nagi: oh okay

He didn’t say anything more after that.

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When you woke up the next morning you had ten missed calls from an unsaved number. You also had text messages as well. You unlocked your phone in confusion. The messages read:

It’s Reo, are you awake?

Nagi is hurt he got hurt at the game

He’s been crying for you and wants you here

You instantly called the number back.

“Reo what’s wrong? Where are you guys?” You asked, your panic and worry not giving you time to feel weird about calling him.

“We’re headed to a nearby medcenter clinic that's across the school. You can meet us there,” he said then hung up.

You raced outta bed and got dressed quickly. You didn’t bother to eat breakfast as all you could think about was how you hadn’t been there for Nagi. You were so worried and your heart hurt.

The ride on the metro seemed obnoxiously long despite being the same as always. You anxiously tapped your fingers along your thighs the whole way there.

At last you arrived and headed toward the clinic Reo had described. You felt nervous and shy as a nurse directed you to what room Nagi was in when you asked and told her you were his girlfriend.

In front of his door you hesitated a little bit not knowing what to expect. How hurt was Nagi? Would he be upset with you for not being there for him? The only answers you’d get would be through that door.

You pushed the door open slowly.

Nagi was laying down in bed with his right ankle wrapped in med bandages and an ice pack against it. He perked up instantly when he saw you.

“Hey I knew you’d come,” he said. This wasn’t what you expected. He wasn't upset with you at all.

“Reo said you asked for me,” you said, noticing how the room was devoid of any purple.

“I did. I needed my girl,” he said. His words tugged at your heartstrings as you walked closer to the bed so you were right beside him.

“Where is Reo?” You asked.

“He went to get us some food from the cafeteria and call my parents,” he said. You stroked his hair.

“So how bad is it?” You asked.

“Not too bad it’s just a sprained ankle but it hurt like hell when it happened. It should heal quickly,” he said.

You nodded and stopped stroking his hair.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there when it happened,” you said.

He shrugged but you could tell he was a little downcast even if he didn’t say it.

“It’s okay I know you’ve been busy,” he said. There was an awkward tension in the air that you knew was your doing. You were the one that had been distant lately. You just didn’t want to hurt him but it seems like you already were.

“How long are you gonna be here?” You asked.

“Reo wants me to stay for a few days for some reason since he thinks I won’t take care of it but I told him I have you to take care of me,” he said beaming up at you his smile wavered when you didn’t react and added,”you will take care of me won’t you?”

You wished he hadn’t asked that with his begging gray eyes that looked at you with the eagerness of a puppy.

“Nagi I’m just really busy right now, maybe Reo is right,” you said softly. His face fell.

“Why don’t you wanna be around me anymore? Am I doing something wrong? Am I spending too much time on soccer?” He asked.

“No Nagi it’s not like that-“

“Bullshit. I know you have to study but you always did before and we were able to see each other. I’ve tried to be a good boyfriend and spend time with you by letting you stay over. I just don’t know what I did,” his voice almost broke. You reached for his hands but he pulled them away.

“Nagi, you didn’t do anything. I love being with you and spending time with you,” you said. He looked at you again, his eyes ever so stormy and sad.

“Then tell me the truth,” he pleaded.

You swallowed, you'd tell him the truth but you didn’t want to make Reo look bad after all he was his best friend.

“You remember the morning after I slept over and we went to your practice?” You started reluctantly.

“Yes,” he replied, understandably confused.

“Reo started talking to me and saying this stuff about how he’s scared I’ll hurt you. He told me how you’re already changing for me and taking initiative and doing things you normally wouldn’t like: showering after your games and waking up early to clean your room. He’s worried I’ll break your heart and you’ll be unmotivated and depressed.”

There was silence for about a minute after you told him this. He was the first to break it.

“He really told you I didn’t shower after games before you?” He asked.

“I guess he kinda implied it,” you said wondering why he focused so much on that part.

“Well that’s embarrassing,” he said with a wry smile before adding,”you don’t have to worry about hurting me.” He reached for your hand now and brought it up to his lips to kiss softly.

“Why aren’t you more concerned about this? Reo is right. Relationships are messy and people get hurt and I don’t want to hurt you ever,” you said shivering at how his lips felt against your skin.

“Reo is cynical. Yes people get hurt but I don’t wanna close myself off from you just because something may or may not happen.” He kept your hand laced in his and that’s how the two of you stood until Reo himself walked in a few moments later. He had two trays of sandwiches that he set down and seeing the state the two of you were in he asked: “Am I interrupting?”

“No Reo, I actually wanted to talk to you. Why have you been telling my girlfriend that she’s gonna hurt me?” Nagi asked in a conversational tone.

Reo glanced at you before looking back at Nagi.

“Nagi, you know everything I do is to protect you. I don’t want you getting hurt. You know how the girls at school are,” Reo replied.

You didn’t understand this and looked curiously at Nagi but he ignored you.

“She’s not like that, she's nice to me and sweet and I need the two of you to get along otherwise you’re hurting me both,” he said firmly.

At last you and Reo looked at each other, his last words resonating with both of you so there was no malice or ill will in the others eyes.

A nurse interrupted, coming in and saying she was going to change Nagi’s bandages to freshen them up before he left for the night and you and Reo were ushered into the hallway.

“Thanks for coming,” Reo said genuinely once the door closed behind the two of you.

“You’re welcome. I really care about him,” you said.

“Yeah I can see that,” he said, running a hand through his hair that was loose out of its usual ponytail.

“I didn’t mean to snitch on you or anything like that. I only told Nagi because he was asking why I was being so distant,” you said to him. He nodded in understanding.

“No it’s fine I knew something was up when he was bumming around and blue because you weren’t around all of a sudden. It’s my fault,” he said. Now that he wasn’t looking at you with suspicion he seemed friendly and you could see why he got along with Nagi.

“I know you were just trying to protect him since he’s your best friend,” you said.

“Still I shouldn’t have said anything to you like that or in that way. The last thing I wanted was for Nagi to be sad but I seemed to have caused it by you being distant. I've never seen him so down like that before.” His words made you feel guilty, after all you had only distanced yourself in order to not hurt him.

“What did you mean by that comment about girls at your school?” You asked him.

“Girls at school think Nagi is weird. Well, not just the girls but everyone does. He sticks to himself and he’s not concerned with impressing people the way everyone else is,” he said.

You did know Nagi was a bit odd but he was endearing and now you knew why Reo was so protective of him. He was very attractive as well so you had truly thought he was joking when he had said that girls especially don’t talk to him.

“Reo I wanna be able to get along. I don’t wanna stay away from Nagi because I care about him,” you said, deciding to call for a truce.

“Yeah that sounds good to me. I guess I judged you unfairly and like Nagi said he wants us to be able to get along. It’s just always been him and me so I have to get used to it,” he said.

You assured him you didn’t wanna ruin his and Nagi’s friendship and that of course they’d still be able to do the things they’ve always done. When the nurse came out of the room you both went back inside to find Nagi playing games on his phone in his typical fashion.

You and Reo smiled at each other both knowing this was a sign he was recovering.

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“I never said thank you,” Nagi said, stopping in his tracks as you both walked in the park.

It had been three weeks since his injury and he had recovered with you by his side. These walks with him had been a form of physical therapy but once he had healed they had stuck around as a routine thing for you two.

“For what?” You asked.

“For accepting being my girlfriend. I had liked you for a long time before I spoke to you and I was always too nervous to do so,” he said. He looked wonderful surrounded by the cherry blossoms of the trail you too were on. It had been his idea to go cherry blossom viewing with you and he had been looking forward to it for weeks even drawing a little blossom on your calendar for this date.

“You’re welcome. Reo had told me about how you had started spending more time at the internet cafe because of me,” you said. A blush the color of the blossoms formed on his cheeks.

“The only downside to you and Reo being friends now is that he tells you all the embarrassing unfiltered things about me,” Nagi said but you could tell it meant a lot to him that you and Reo got along.

In the weeks following Nagi’s injury you had stayed with him at his dorm and took care of him and Reo would come over in the evenings and all three of you would binge watch shows and movies you took turns picking. Of course you and Nagi continued to support Reo by watching him practice and coming to games as well while Nagi was healing.

“I don’t think it’s embarrassing. It’s sweet you like me so much,” you said.

He reached out to cup your face in his hands in the way he was so fond of doing.

“I more than like you,” he said seriously before adding,”I know you were scared of hurting me but the truth is I’m not scared to be hurt if it’s by you. I wanna be with you always.”

Your head was spinning at the way his eyes penetrated into yours.

“I more than like you too,” you said shyly. He looks at you lovingly before leaning in to kiss you.

When he pulls away he looks into your eyes and tells you those three words you had sworn you had heard before you had dozed off to sleep when you had slept over: “I love you.”

This time as he kisses you again even though it feels like it, you know you’re not dreaming.

#this was so much fun to write i love gamer Nagi #if some parts are cringe its on purpose they are in high school here and i wanted non stop fluff #nagi seishiro #nagi seishiro x reader #nagi x reader #nagi x you #blue lock nagi #blue lock x reader #reo mikage #bllk fluff #nagi fluff #blue lock headcanons #nagi imagines #shout out to overwatch its the first person shooter game i imagined them playing

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pairing: hwang hyunjin x fem reader

genre: smut – MDNI

synopsis: you find a way to make more money not realising hyunjin is doing the same

warnings: smut, established relationship, distribution of explicate content (pics) online, sex work (onlyfans), taking videos during explicate moments (everything is consensual), oral sex (m rec), pussy drunk hyunjin, unprotected sex, cum eating, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, cream pie, pet names, word 'girl' is used.

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desperate calls calls for desperate measures and that's exactly what you have done.

money is tight. you barely have enough to make ends meet. once you have paid rent, electric and water bills, you have just enough for groceries.

you soon grew tired of struggling. you don't like asking for help because you've been taught that it's a sign of weakness, plus, having to ask people for money isn't necessarily a smooth nor nice thing to ask for.

your boyfriend, hyunjin, is also in the same boat as you. he left his small town to live in the big city thinking nothing of it, until he realised how expensive it is. you both live on the same apartment block, just across the hallway from one another.

a cliché series of events happened that brought you both together. you've spoken to each other for months but it was nothing but a simple “hello” and small talk in the complex elevator. however, on this one faithful (and unlucky) day, did everything change.

one thing happened after another. a series of unfortunate events. your pay check hadn't come through and you needed that considering you were behind on the rent. luckily for you, the landlord is a kind and understanding person so he gave you some time.

after being on the phone for three hours, listening to the same elevator music whilst being on hold, you got no where, which naturally, lead to your frustration. you decided to just get on with your day, shop for groceries so that's at least one thing you don't have to worry about.

that didn't go as planned.

you went over budget. you didn't realise that the cost of living would also affect the price of food. you had so little groceries for such a high price, food that wouldn't last a week and to top it off, paper bags are now the new thing which you don't mind however, they're flimsy and weak.

on your way home, it started to rain. the rain was heavy, bouncing off the pavement and passing vehicles. you're pretty sure you got splashed by a car or two but you couldn't tell considering your jeans were soaked and sticking to your legs with your socks soaking up all the water from the hole in your beaten down trainers.

you got to the revolving doors of the complex. as if on queue, the flimsy paper bag broke resulting in all your groceries falling onto the pavement. you wanted to cry, to curse at the world for having such a bad day but a knight in shining armour came to your rescue.

hyunjin saw what had happened. he saw how soaked you looked, how your t-shirt was see through, jeans darkened in colour as your hair dripped with water. he looked at your sullen and defeated expression and felt sorry for you. he also felt something else for you, but now was not the right time to be having thoughts, especially when you looked so defeated and desperate for help.

he helped you. he gathered up your groceries and helped you to your apartment door, for you to find out that you lost your apartment keys–somehow. all you could do was laugh because if you didn't laugh, you'd cry.

hyunjin was nothing but helpful to you that day. he let you crash at his place, use his shower and dress in his clothing. you slept on the sofa and helped around the apartment for him such as cooking and cleaning, almost like husband and wife–almost.

since then, you two have been together as well as inseparable. you hate to ask for money. you always feel like you always have bad luck and well, it sucks.

you need money and you need it fast. your dead end job barely pays enough. as well as needing the money, you also want money because you want to buy yourself nice things. fund your little hobbies and dress up in nice clothing. buy what you want, when you want and not have to worry or feel guilty when you spend money on luxuries.

you came across an article about how much someone earns in a month just from subscriptions on onlyfans. after some research you learnt that onlyfans is a place for sexual photos and videos with people paying a subscription fee to ‘unlock’ and see the explicit content.

you thought about it, long and hard. for days and days you thought. the more you thought, the more you wanted to do it. if all you had to do was take a few explicit photos of yourself and not have to worry about money for years, then so be it.

what you didn't bank on, was your boyfriend to find out.

“how did you–?” you blink at hyunjin. his phone facing in your direction. your onlyfans profile staring right back at you. the colour drains from your cheeks, heart thumping against your chest.

it was supposed to be a calm and collective movie night. hyunjin wanted company, he phoned you up and you said yes, of course! you went to use the bathroom and within minutes, you came back to the living area to this.

“i knew it was you! i recognise those breasts anywhere!” hyunjin says with a chuckle as he turns his phone back to himself. his thumb swiping up his screen as he checks out your content.

you blink a few times. confusion as well as a million questions swim around in your head. he's not angry at you and that's confusing you.

“you have to send me this one, damn!” hyunjin groans as he shows you your topless mirror selfie. after a few more blinks, you suddenly come back down to earth. realisation hitting you.

“wait. all my content is locked behind a subscription fee.”

“yeah, i know.”

“so you paid to see my photos??” you say as you sit down on the sofa beside him. he hums, shrugging and giving you a nod. “why? how? are you not mad?”

“i was browsing the site and came across your profile, so i paid the fee to see what spicy content you have.” hyunjin smirks. his whole demeanour throwing you off massively. “plus, why would i be mad when i do the same thing.”

“oh i don't kn–wait, what?” hyunjin's cheeks turn a faint pink colour. he looks at you and grins before laughing at your shocked expression.

“i do it too. would be pretty hypocritical of me to be mad at you for doing what i do.”

“wait so, you also take pictures of yourself too?”

“yeah with the occasional video.”

“what type of videos?” hyunjin puts his phone down before leaning back with his legs spread.

“i jerk off. ”

“and people like that?” hyunjin nods. “more than the pics?”

“depends. everyone has different tastes in what they like.”

“why did you start doing this..?”

“why did you?”

“because i needed the money. my dead end job barely pays enough for this overpriced apartment. once everything is paid for, i barely have enough for myself. i just wanted that bit extra.”

“that's the reason why i started too. i underestimated how expensive living in the city is. now i earn enough to the point where, i don't have to do it. i just do it for fun.”

you look away. everything slowly sinking in. so many thoughts and feelings such as relief, washing over you. you feel close to tears. all those hours you spent awake in bed, feeling shackled with fear–worthless.

“hey.” hyunjin speaks softly, his hand coming into contact with your chin to turn it so you're looking at him “are you ok yn?”

“yeah.. yeah! it's just a lot to take in, that's all.” you laugh softly, leaning into his touch.

“was you worried about me finding out?”

“fuck yeah! stuff like this isn't very appreciated by many people. i was scared you'd judge me or worse; hate me.”

“oh baby. i could never hate you. i love you, plus you do whatever you like. i don't care as long as you're safe.”

“thank you.”

“plus, this just means we can start doing things together. if you want to, that is.”

“you mean as in..?” hyunjin licks his lips and smirks as he slowly nods his head. “like what?”

“well, you can suck my cock for starters. i think that'd be a great introduction video.”

“y-you mean, right now?” you bite your bottom lip gently as hyunjin runs his fingers through your hair, stopping at the back of your head. he gathers a bunch of hair and tugs at the roots causing you to hiss.

“yes, right now. be a good girl and put that mouth of yours to good use.” with a single nod and a hum, you shuffle off the sofa and between hyunjin's legs.

you lick your lips at the sight of his already erect penis that's happily forming a tent in his sweat pants. you grab the waistband, hyunjin lifting up his hips as you pull the fabric down his legs.

you squeeze your thighs together as you press the palm of your hand against his bulge, roughly. you begin to palm him, starting off slow and steady before picking up the pace once you feel him twitch.

all the while, hyunjin has grabbed his phone and started to record you. he makes sure not to get your face into the shot. you slowly trace the outline of his penis with your fingernail, before giving a few rough squeezes at the tip.

“let's not keep the people waiting baby. hurry up.”

you grab the waistband of his boxer shorts, pulling them down his legs to pool alongside with his sweats. his erection springs free, hyunjin making sure he catches it on camera, releasing a satisfactory hum.

you lick your lips hungrily, loving the red blush on his tip and the shimmer of pre-cum that seeps from his slit. you wrap your hand around the base, his girth too thick for your hand to wrap all the way around.

“look at that. your hand looks so small wrapped around my thick cock.” he hums. you whimper softly at his dirty talk, something you've never experienced from hyunjin before. it's clear he is playing up to the camera, being a bit extra for the sake of the content–but you love it so much and want more.

hyunjin runs his fingers through your hair slowly, his fingertips massaging your scalp. he pushes the back of your head towards him, stopping when you're eye level with his cock. you rub his tip suddenly with the pad of your thumb, fast and harsh–just the way he likes it.

if hyunjin wants to put on a show, then a show he shall get.

his hips suddenly buck upwards at the harsh rubs. your thumb coating in his pre-cum. hyunjin stutters and legs shake, hand quick to release from your hair to grab your wrist to make you stop.

he heavily pants, a thin sheen of sweat resting on his forehead. you look up at him innocently but give him a quick smirk.

“you cheeky girl.” he grunts. you batter your eyelashes at him in a sickly sweet manor. the innocent, sweet expression on your face making hyunjin want to dirty you and mark you as his territory.

“suck.” you shiver at the harshness of his tone. a dominant tone that screams ‘don't mess with me.’ you nod once, parting your lips to allow your tongue to slide out and make contact with the underside of his shaft.

you give it a long, slow lick to the tip, using the tip of your tongue to poke and lick his slit. pre-cum gathers on your tongue as you flatten and swirl it around his tip.

hyunjin hums softly, spreading his legs wider and sinking into the material of the sofa. his head kicks back as his eyes close, his black permed hair falling behind him.

you wrap your lips around him, suckling on his tip whilst swirling your tongue around it a few more times to get it soaked in your saliva. you lazily stroke the base, occasionally rolling and squeezing his balls.

you embrace his length by engulfing it. the warmth and wetness of your mouth sends shivers down to hyunjin's balls and cock, making him twitch in your mouth. you hum around his length which makes hyunjin shiver and part his lips to let out soft moans and grunts.

your eyes flutter shut. you allow yourself to focus and get lost in pleasuring your boyfriend. his breathy pants and moans in the form of your name encourages you. you manage to get half his length, if not a little more, in your mouth but not without gagging a few times and feeling like you cannot breath.

saliva accumulates and drips from the stretched corners of your mouth. it gathers and pools at the base, coating your hand and making it uncomfortable for you. you swallow the saliva, swallowing him in the process. throat clenching around his thick cock causes hyunjin to gasp out loud.

he looks down at you, phone still being held at a decent length considering the current state he is in. he grabs a fistful of your hair, bundling it up to yank at. you let out a pained whimper, eyes squeezing shut.

wet, sloppy sounds paired with the occasional pop when you release him from you mouth mixes in the living area. hyunjin can't control his moaning. your spit and tear stained face a stark contrast to your usual innocent and clean look.

he just wants to dirty you even more.

“i can never get over how fucking good you are at giving head, yn.”

you smirk, giving him a simple hum before engulfing his length again. you suck, lick, fondle and hum causing hyunjin to come closer and closer to the edge. his grip on your hair tightening, his balls straining as heat pools to the pit of his stomach.

“fuck, cum. i'm going to cum yn, shit.” hyunjin splutters. his hips buck up suddenly, tip hitting the back of your throat causing you to gag as his fluids shoot and coat your throat. he heavily pants, body twitching and muscles spasming.

you swallow the best you can, pulling away to lick his tip and your lips clean.

“shit..” hyunjin pants, stopping the recording and putting his phone down. “that was fucking amazing.”

“seems like you enjoyed it a bit too much hyun.” you smirk, eyes flickering to his still hardened cock.

without a word, hyunjin rises to his feet and picks you up in one swift motion. he walks to the bedroom, opening the door and throwing you on the mattress before stripping himself of his clothing.

“i just want so much more of you yn. you're addictive.”

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“f-fuck! ah, h-hyun. c-cant, i can't!”

“you can, i know you can!”

you let out a shaky whimper. bodies slick with sweat and body fluids, hyunjin driving you to your nth orgasm of the night. feeling sticky in cum and juices paired with the suffocating heat of hyunjin's body–it's all becoming a little overwhelming.

your body has been put in various positions. love bites, nail indentations and red marks decorate each others skin. hyunjin is approaching his limit but he's too hungry for you.

the overstimulation of each thrust is too much for you both, but you're both addicted to each other, to the feeling. you desperate cling and claw at hyunjin, whilst he hisses in pain. your cunt is sensitive but so warm and sloppy that hyunjin just doesn't know if he can stop.

“good.. good. so good, fuck yn.” he blabbers as his hips snap against yours. his bottom lip swollen from biting down too much and too hard, his hair slicked back and in place thanks to the sweat from his body.

“please don't stop. keep going, fuck.” you pant. you're both drunk and hazy from lust and love. neither one of you knowing what you're saying. everything is just a daze, it's just you two in the moment.

the bed creaking, sheets tangled and pillows nowhere to be seen. you're both going to have an earful from the neighbours when you see them; not that any of you care.

“your pussy just feels so good. it's so tight and wet. i'm being sucked in and you hold me so well.”

hyunjin's body is buzzing off adrenaline. he feels like he is being sucked into you, his mind and soul being lost into the abyss. he wants so much more of you, more than you can give.

hyunjin continues on with his blabbering, his eyes half lidded and glossy. lips parted, chest heaving. his movements show no signs of slowing down as he drives his cock deep inside you multiple times to hit that sweet spot of yours, driving you both closer and closer to the edge.

you babble along with him. hands reaching out from something to cling onto in hopes you come back down to reality–but nothing. with each drive of hyunjin's cock, with each hit of your g-spot, your body tingles and mind numbs over more and more.

the pits of your stomachs on fire, burning and tensing. you look at hyunjin to be met with pleading and desperate eyes. he grips onto your waist, movements now slow, sloppy and desperate.

“i want.. i need to–” his own sentence interpreted as his orgasm suddenly hits him. you clench around him as he empties himself inside you, filling you up some more to the point where you leak out onto the sheets.

your own orgasm hits you, knocking the air out off your lungs and making you arch you back off the bed. you both heavily pant as hyunjin slowly pulls out off you. you shiver at the feeling of cum and juices seeping out of you.

hyunjin looks at it sheepishly, feeling somewhat guilty. he knows he lost his senses during the process, he got drunk of you.

“sorry..”

“don't be. you know i love it when you're like that.” your body heavy with exhaustion. without a word, hyunjin rushes to the bathroom and grabs a wet flannel. he gently cleans you up, being delicate around your delicate areas as well as any sores, bruises or marks that may seem or look painful on your body.

“how long do you think you will do the onlyfans thing?” hyunjin asks before resting next to you. you think for a second, shrugging before looking at him.

“i don't know. until i get bored and feel like i have enough money, i guess. and you?”

“same. would you want to do it with more people?”

“what? like a threesome?” you smirk.

“yeah.”

“mhm, maybe. depends on who it is though. would have to be a close friend of ours. think it's safer than having a stranger.”

“that's true. plus i'd feel at ease if it was a close friend.”

“i have one question though, baby.” you sit up slowly, hyunjin following suit to help you.

“what is it?”

“would you want it to be man or woman?”

“mhm.. i don't really care if i'm honest babe.”

“same. i'm down for whatever, however, would you be able to manage seeing another person going down on me?”

“when you put it that way, i don't think i would. i think i'd get too jealous.”

“yeah, me too. seeing another person suck on your cock just fuels me with jealousy.” hyunjin let's out a small laugh, kissing your cheeks tenderly.

“maybe threesomes are not for us then, darling.”

“maybe not. let's just stick to posting on onlyfans for a while.”

note: this wasn't my original idea for hyunjin. i wanted to bring back an old fic from the dead but no matter how many scenarios, how many times i deleted and started over, it just didnt/wouldn't work. so i accepted that it wasn't going to work instead of stressing myself over it and created this mess instead, lmao. don’t forget to leave feedback, reblog and tell me what you think here. curious as to what is next? here is my wips list! i hope you all enjoy! ‹3

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yan-lorkai · 2 months

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Hello!This is my first time ever requesting.I don't know do you accept these kind of y/n,but may I ask for a Ciel Phantomhive x reader?Where the reader is giving Lana Del Rey vibes and enjoy writing poems and song for both herself and Ciel.

(I don't know if there is any chance that you know who Lana del Rey is.But if you do or you are willing to get to know her then I will very much appreciate it!Thank you!)

☆*: A/N: Oh... I had written this and left on queue quite a while to be posted, queue didn't posted. I'm sorry darling, so I just go ahead and post this now. I had tons of fun writing this bcs I used to listen to Lana's song a lot when I was younger, still do sometimes. I hope you like it! :3

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ There was something special about you that enchanted him from the first time you met and the more he got to know you, the happier he was to spend time in your presence. From the way you dress to the way you act and talk, you were so peaceful to be around, so serene and graceful. Ciel likes to observes every little detail and he is enchanted by everything that makes you, well, you.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ When he found out you writed poems and songs he was curious and asked you about it. If you aren't comfortable with the idea of sharing them, he wouldn't pressure you but he was so lucky that you wanted to share with, you were happy to have a second opinion on them. Ciel loved your voice when you read all the little poems and songs you written about yourself, about him and about life, about your dreams and hopes. And alone in his office he often remember them when he need some extra motivation to finish his work just so he can seek you out to hang out a little.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ Hearing your sing was a blessing, a sign that there was still something to work for, to make England safer just so you could live happily and unaware about life's difficulties. He liked to watch your face change from expression to expression, liked how your tone changed when you sang. By the way, I think he would love born to die, once upon a dream and dark paradise.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ He asks Sebastian to play the piano or violin just so you can get some instrumental following you. He isn't much of a dancer but if you wanted, Ciel could lead you on a waltz. Sofly, almost as sofly as your voice, magic as your songs, unique as your poems, wonderful. He loved this aspect of you, the poems, the songs, everything and he is very happy you shared everything with him.

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ While he'd love to have you sing only for him, if you want to pursue a career in the industry, then he'll put in a word for you and arrange some meetings. And when you become famous, because he knows you can do it, he happily goes to your concerts with a smile on his face.

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saey707 · 6 months

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Hii, I hope you're doing well! If I may, can I request a short with Heartsteel Aphelios who is just spending time with his s/o (fem or gn, I don't mind) and things start to get a little spicy but they're interrupted by the rest of the band?

Also I love your writing sooo much ♡

✿ Prompt: How Heartsteel Aphelios shows affection ✿

♡ champion focus: aphelios ♡ tw: light nsfw ♡ Gender-neutral reader

Author’s Note: I didn't proofread the flow of this piece, but I think it's okay! Enjoy! .° ༘🎧⋆🖇₊˚ෆ

It wasn't hard to get Aphelios in the mood, especially at night. While the others preferred to go out, Aphelios quietly decided sometimes to stay with you at the apartment. Not only did it give you both some much-needed alone time from the rest of his wildly rambunctious friends, but it allowed you and him to work your way up to the idea of doing much more...

He always anticipated doing more with you than just making out on the apartment couch and necking like reckless teenagers. It was hard to find the time to really get farther than that, considering his friends tend to stick around!

The first ten minutes after the guys left were reserved for getting comfortable with one another. Nothing more than watching TV and hoping that one of them wouldn't come rushing back in to grab a phone or wallet. Aphelios knew it happened sometimes.

But after some time, the seductive stares would follow. You noticed how his eyes focused on yours, then your lips, and back up again- A subtle way of flirting, but a dangerous game he was playing. You could attempt to bashfully turn your attention away from him, but he would direct it right back as soon as his lithe fingers began to nudge and caress your thigh.

From his fox-like stare alone, you knew underneath his mask hid a deviously salacious, little smirk. He was teasing you, eating up the longing look on your face. And should you turn away again, his mask would silently come off, fingers tapping your chin to focus back on him... Before his lips would collide with your own.

It always amazed you how Aphelios never had to use words to voice what he wanted, his actions alone ebbing the natural flow of your intimacy with one another.

Your lips were interlocked with his, fingers tangling in his hair as you pushed yourself closer to his chest. You felt him tense for a second before relaxing to your domineering touch.

Momentarily, Aphelios broke away to look at you fondly. He pulled your legs on top of his until you willingly climbed into his lap, pulling his wrists to wrap around you and hold you steady in his embrace. You cupped his cheeks, leaning forward to connect your lips once more with his. His eyes shut, pulling you forward, forcing your weight down on top of him.

From the silent musician's kisses alone, you can tell he was unwinding, desperate for more. So much so that his hips began to rock up against your groin. You pulled away from his lips with a gentle gasp, hugging his head against your chest. You could smell his familiar eucalyptus shampoo, eyes shutting tightly as you relished in his temperate touches and soothing smell.

His hips rolled against yours, quiet huffs of hot air departing from his lips. It tickled against your neck, almost as much as the wet kisses and hickeys he began to mark your neck with.

And when you began to grind against him, you heard him wince, sharply inhaling. His arms tightened around you, encouraging Aphelios to pick up the pace, fervently sliding his hands underneath your shirt...

He was hopeless. He was horny. He was pleading to take things a step further. The lustful stare in his eyes locked you in...

But before things could go any further, you heard the door click.

You gasped, shooting your head to look towards the door. Aphelios was confused and immediately disappointed when you rolled off his lap and into the empty spot beside him on the couch.

Right on queue, the door opened, Kayn wildly laughing and squishing himself on the couch between you and Aphelios. "It's my turn with the TV, Kayn!" Ezreal whined. "Get over yourself!!" "Hmm..! I'm telling Yone!"

"We brought ya both back somethin' from the diner! Hope ya don't mind that I took a bite outta your bulgogi burger, Phel! It's delicious!" Sett added, dropping himself down onto the floor with a ground-shaking thud.

You can tell your boyfriend was annoyed and only confirmed your suspicions when you caught him rolling his eyes up in annoyance. Even though you and Aphelios couldn't commit yourself to going farther tonight, that wouldn't stop him from getting his way later...

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taeminsung · 2 years

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all i want..

pairing: minho x reader

summary: sometimes all minho does is think about you.

a/n: a fluffy minho because I needed it in my life. please enjoy ♡

The dull roar of the engines plagued Minho’s head as he struggled to get comfortable in the seat trying his best to not disturb a sleeping Seungmin. The post tour fatigue managed to settle into every nook and cranny it could find within his body. His eye lids left like sandpaper rubbing his eyes each time he blinked, struggling to keep himself awake long enough to hopefully not be jet lagged when they landed. A hand gently bumped his head and a phone with low light was shoved in his face displaying the artwork for one of his current favorite songs. Letting his eyes travel from the screen up the arm of the owner of the phone, he could not help but let the small smile break out under his mask at the little dance Changbin was doing next to him. Silently, he cursed at himself for playing the song in the hotel with Changbin because he had to immediately explain why he knew all the lyrics to an almost fully English song.

Finally adjusting enough to be somewhat comfortable, Minho grabbed his headphones and navigated to the playlist filled with the songs he knew every word to. Seungmin’s head settled on his shoulder and Minho took the opportunity to let his head rest of top of his younger member’s head. Slowly he scrolled through the wide range of songs trying to cultivate a queue. The only problem was trying to pick an order to the songs because there was a fondness to every single one.

Pressing play, he let the music wash out the loud noises of the world around him as his mind drifted to you. The moment he allowed for his heavy eye lids to close, images of you started playing in his mind like an old movie. He watched the memories unfold, lips constantly trying to pull his tired muscles into another smile. As one song faded out so did the attached memory only to be replaced with the next moment as a new song started up. Minho knew that you had curated the playlist to have this exact effect, but he still could not believe how perfectly it worked. They captured a memory, a date, or was a song you or he loved. His heart fluttered whenever he saw that a new song was added because it meant that you were thinking about him in that moment and wanted to share some message with him.

To him, it screamed, all I think about is you. Something he loved dearly.

During the tour, he spent way too much time thinking about you. His photo album was currently filled with so many things that he couldn’t wait to show you, from funny pictures of the members, to cool things in all the cities they had visited the months he was away from home, from you. At some point, he mindlessly pulled up the photo album he started of either just pictures he’d taken of you or photos that the boys snuck whenever you were around them. Swiping through each photo slowly, he couldn’t help the shaky breath that filled his lungs and found it impossible to not let his shoulders shift as he exhausted. Finally, he discovered a photo that was taken without either of you knowing. Tears threatened to spill from his eyes at the way the simple photo displayed the way he never got to see you.

Wordlessly, Minho studied the way you looked at him while he was looking at something to the right of the camera. What felt like someone squeezing his heart released the tears into Seungmin’s hair as Minho completely understood why all the members always said that they could see the love you had for him written in your eyes. He really did not understand why you had fallen for him, especially when there was days and months that went by where he couldn’t prioritize you first. He hated to admit that he was jealous of the night and that it got to spend each one with you while he couldn’t. It was a jealously that he knew could only be ended when he returned to you.

Desperately he wanted to curl into you, smelling the lingering perfume that soaked into your skin.

Gently a hand closed around his free hand, letting him know that while Seungmin was barely awake, he would be there for him no matter what. His younger member had heard the words he let slip into the world after a long day, words he immediately regretted because he watched the way your perfect smile dropped off your face. So quickly he tried to take them back only to be met with you finding a bad excuse to get off the phone and not call him back the rest of the night. Darkness had descended into him heart and he couldn’t shake the feeling that there might be no winning you back after the elongated time of being apart. So, he settled for staring at that picture of you until the wheels of the plane touched down.

Rain clouds filled the sky and water droplets drifted across the windows as they made their way back to the dorms. Minho’s thoughts again found their way back to you, wondering what you were doing. Slowly, the bubbling jealousy of how the rain might be falling upon your skin because it was closer than his hands had been in months. His fingers worked out message after message to only be deleted, never finding the right words, or gathering enough courage to send anything more than he did letting you know that he had landed. Black engulfed his vision as his eyes closed.

What if you were already gone?

Trudging his way to his room, mumbling responses to the already forgotten questions of those around him, he couldn’t stop the way he felt like his heart was sinking into his stomach. The needle pricking thought of what if you were better off with someone new danced in the darkness of his mind as he shook his head forcefully trying to erase the thought before it could be planted into something else. More sleep and perhaps a shot of something would help muster up the courage he needed to head over to your place and beg you for forgiveness. Maybe he would swing by your favorite coffee shop and florist to grab something special.

Throwing open the door to his room and immediately closing it, he was met with you standing next to his bed, frozen like a deer in headlights. Minho noted the way his room felt oddly different, like something was just slightly out of place in his clean room. He watched the soft smile that pulled at the corner of your lips while you dropped leebit onto his bed, pulling the sleeves of his missing sweatshirt down to cover your hands as they reached out to indicate him to come closer.

Instantly, he wrapped you into his arms letting his face get buried in the soft spot on your neck, letting your presence wash over him. You were the sunlight driving out the darkness that had tried to creep in. A safe place to return to after rough waters. The never-ending calm occurred when he could see you. Warmth radiated from you in every way possible. Adjusting the way he held you, planting a kiss to your forehead and the top of your head, he settled his chin on the top of your head, giving his curiosity what it wanted as he reviewed his room. It took a few seconds longer than he would ever admit to you, but there it was, a new photo frame sitting near his bed filled with that ever so perfect photo he couldn’t stop staring at on the plane.

A moment of clarity struck him. It was you, only ever you.

♡ ── thank you for reading this one! requests are open.

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strongheartneteyam · 1 year

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I wet you like water but she stained you like blood.

Chapter 2

Pairing: widowed!dilf!Jake Sully x younger!female!human reader

CW: angsty as hell, Neytiri is dead in this AU, unrequited love, older man & younger woman relationship (y/n is in her 20's), feeling like you're only there to fill in the gap someone else left (Neytiri, in this case), mentions of death and being a widow, complex feelings, talks of trauma, CAN BE TRIGGERING TO SOME, mentions of sex, mentions of sexual fluids, reader feeling guilty about being with Jake not long after Neytiri's death

Not proofread. And I can't even read what I just wrote, without even correcting it, because I have to feed my cat and take care of dinner right now. I'm just praying this stuff makes sense. I'll correct any mistakes as soon as I can. Sorry in advance lol This amateur writer here never has enough time on her hands...... 🥲

Chapter 1 𓆩♡𓆪

You're so much older and wiser

And I wait by the door like I'm just a kid

Use my best colors for your portrait

Lay the table with the fancy shit

And watch you tolerate it

If it's all in my head tell me now

Tell me I've got it wrong somehow

tolerate it (Taylor Swift)

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Jake was a widowed father of 4, he was an attractive, responsible, charming, older man. And he was also funny when he was just chilling, hanging around his friends or his family. Last but not least: he had a delicious "dad bod", a word people came up with to describe older men who are still toned but have some cute fat here and there.

You were a girl in your 20's, a young xenobotanist living in Pandora, who used to spend her nights alone, eating cup noodles, watching and rewatching old TV shows from when the planet Earth was still a place where humans could actually live in, and feeling lonely. So, when Jake Sully got his eye on you, you fell head over heels for him.

You knew well you could never replace Neytiri. Even after her death, she still had a place in Jake's heart that nobody, not even you, would ever be able to claim as yours.

Still, you could not let Jake go. Still, you insisted in staying. Still, you didn't seem to love yourself enough to say to yourself "I deserve better" and wait for a guy who actually loves you, not one that seemed to only love your company and well... your body most of all, as it seemed.

Okay, maybe you shouldn't think this bad of Jake. You knew he felt really connected to you, in a deep level. You two would talk late at night and he would always be vulnerable and tell you about real personal and deep stuff about his life - the one in the human body and the one in the na'vi body -, while the both of you would eat roasted meat and fungi, up in some tree in the middle of the Pandoran forests. But you knew he did not love you. Even if you could feel his heart beating fast through his chest when he kissed and touched you, away from everyone, never in front of anybody, because you two were adults and knew damn well that situation, him seeming like he was so happy and living his best life with another woman, a much younger human girl, who was at an age where she could actually be his daughter, wouldn't sit right with anybody, not human, not na'vi - given that he had children that were still mourning the death of their mother (one of them being a little girl, Tuktirey).

That sacred feeling, love, was saved inside of Jake's heart for Neytiri, his deceased mate, even after death. He bonded with her through tsaheylu. You, as only a human, no neuro queue to connect with his in sight, knew you could never compare to that primal bond he had experienced with her. But worst of all (you felt horrible saying "worst of all" but you knew you didn't mean it like that, like you didn't care about other people's feelings), Neytiri was the mother of his children. She might be with Eywa now but you knew Jake would always remember her looking all beautiful and incredibly feminine carrying his first born, Neteyam Sully, and his other two biological children in her belly (Kiri was adopted after her biological mom died, a dear friend of the couple, Grace Augustine. Kiri was a miracle kid. Her mother was bearing her inside of her body after her own death, inside the lab. That was crazy stuff your human mind would never understand, you thought. Only the na'vi could understand the magnitude of Eywa's power. You yourself knew she was strong and respected her but didn't love and worship her like they did.)

Thinking about the way Jake must still adore the memory of Neytiri and think about her and even cry missing her gave you a big lump in your throat and made you wanna throw up. You felt like the worst being in the Universe thinking like that, but you swore, truly, that feeling that way was not you being a petty selfish girl, jealous of the man you were currently in a situationship with and not even considering to have some respect for his grief and the grief of his children - who had just lost their mother -, but it was actually the love you felt for Jake manifesting in your body, in a psychosomatic way. The pain and desperation you felt thinking about the possibility of him never getting over Neytiri made you sick to your stomach, it made the bones inside of your flesh ache.

The first time you saw him talking to Norm one day at the lab, his tall, large frame in all its glory, his blue skin so beautiful, his dark blue stripes adorning his whole body in intricate patterns, his long brown hair falling on his toned back, his tail looking so cute, reminding you of a kitty cat.... "I'm fucked" You thought to yourself. "Am I really catching feelings for this older na'vi man who will probably never want me in this way?! Damn, he's still mourning his dead mate.... Neytiri died not even a whole year ago... I must be evil to be thinking about him this way at this moment. Stop that, you crazy stupid heartless girl."

You looked at him again and he was smiling, his fangs touching his lower lip. He had such a cheerful, precious smile, even though you knew he had been through a whole lot of pain and trauma in his life. "He must be really strong and resilient. That's beautiful." You thought to yourself

Jake Sully had the right amount of muscles but still had soft flesh in all the right places, his tummy just perfect enough for you to be able to squeeze it if you wanted to, his thighs thick but the muscles were balanced with sweet softness. He made you feel a raw kind of heat in your lower belly and think about him just before sleep, like you were a damn schoolgirl. Sometimes (okay, many times...) he made your panties slick with your own juices when you imagined him taking you in his arms and kissing you hard, dominating you like you were his. Which you wished you were. Until one day that wish was fulfilled. You were in cloud nine when that happened.

Jake had been in the marines back when he was human and lost the movement of his legs, being left needing a wheelchair to move himself around and do day to day activities. He lost his twin brother back on Earth, too, after he - Tommy - had been mugged. And now, he had just lost his wife to death too and was left alone to take care of his 4 children. Poor thing must have PTSD, if the na'vi brains were able to have the same disorders as humans brains had. You didn't know, to be honest. You were a xenobotanist. Your area of expertise was the biology of extraterrestrial plants, not the biology of extraterrestrial bodies.

The fact that he still was capable of irradiating happiness through his eyes, smile, voice and overall presence made you weak with admiration. And love, you must say. Because thats what you were: weak and in love, all for and with Jake Sully.

Too bad his feeling were not even close to being the same as yours. He loved you as a friend and he lusted over your body. He wanted to protect you from any harm anyone could ever do to you. The bitter part of it all is: he could never protect you from the harm he himself did to you. The harm being giving you pieces of what could be his love, but it wasn't. That was the worst crime he could ever commit against you. At least that's what the pungent pain deep inside the arteries of your heart told you. Every night. Every time you remembered he didn't love you, but he loved Neytiri. Everytime you got reminded of the fact that you were alive and she was dead but you still were not his favorite.

Goddammit. How did you end up competing with a dead na'vi woman over a na'vi man's love? You sure were losing your mind.

But falling in love with Jake Sully proved to you that you were not the nerdy science girl who used to always put reason first and feelings last, that you always thought you were. Not when it came to love, at least. Or not when it came to this relationship.

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