#one time i fucked up my right thumb while ice skating and after ~6 years it still pops out every now and then
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the hell of wanting to walk around like a dog but not only not being built for that physically but also having weak wrists prone to injury
#i miss the times when i was a lil kid so i was more active and was allowed to like play pretend so id walk around on all fours a lot#im very unfit and much heavier so. its way more difficult#also i dont think my wrists are like genetically wrong like them being prone to injury comes more from lack of exercise and bad luck#and like. i fell on my wrists a lot and hurt them pretty badly in the past cause im clumsy as all shit#one time i fucked up my right thumb while ice skating and after ~6 years it still pops out every now and then#theres this guy ive seen a few times on social media that walks on all fours as like an exercise and vlogs about his progress#i wish i had the determination to actually practice this#solely for the purpose of being more like a doggy when im home alone. woof#feeling a lot more therian feels recently lol#bee buzz
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|LOFT 26| M|
SMUT/ HUMOR/ANGST
Pairing: Jimin X Reader (HEAVY OT7 VIBES LIKE HELLA HEAVY)
WARNINGS-Oral, teasing,dirty talk, light praise kink, light dom Jimin, light cum play, light spit play,kinda public sex..(I mean there in a supply room lol )
AU SUMMARY: Jimin moves back to Seattle after being in LA for almost 4 years, leaving behind a very successful dance career and a 5 year relationship. Just wanting a fresh start, and apparently he has perfect timing, because some of his high school friends could definitely use a helping hand, in more ways than one. Now he finds himself as the new assistant manager of LOFT 26 the most successful Bar/Restaurant/Club in Downtown Seattle. The Club's owner and manager is Y/N, let’s just say the two of them always had there eye on each other but the timing was never quite right….Now...maybe it is….
***This was my first “Big” project since returning to Tumblr as well as writing for the first time in almost 4 years. This is still my baby, I went through and re-worked it 14k. DIALOG/STORY-LINE HEAVY AS THIS IS PART 1 OF 3, but the specific details are definitely needed in this type of story, there's a lot going on within the “work environment” and that dynamic needed clarification!
PART 2 PART 3
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Pulling up to your brick 3 story building there was a crew already outside sprawled out on ladders and cherry pickers hanging up all of your Christmas lights and decorations. It was without a doubt your favorite time of the year in Downtown Seattle, the entire city looked like something straight off a cheesy Hallmark card.
“Oh, fuck me!” Rolling your eyes at no one but your damn self, frustrated as you glanced over to your right, through the clouded haze of your sunglasses.
There was an alley behind your building which leads to a back lot...you guys purchased the space recently so you could have private parking. As the club was on a main street and the actual parking lot itself was essentially a damn lawsuit waiting to happen. Everytime, you’d watch your drivers in valet park a car, or try and maneuver in and out of a spot you damn near had a heart attack.
BUT, apparently, you forgot to tell your snow company that you purchased said lot , because guess what!? It’s now submerged in snow, cute love that for you!. But I mean,would it really be your life if everything actually just went smoothly? Eyes fluttering shut as you raked your fingers through your hair, pressing your thumb over the home button on your phone waiting for Siri to respond so you could leave yourself a voice memo. “Stop, being a dumbass and get the lot plowed bitch!”.
“Happy fucking Monday...”
Tossing your phone back into your bag, grabbing your Starbucks, before hopping out of your truck. Thank god for your reflexes, instantly gripping onto your door as your heels were not getting any type of traction on the ice. Yes, ice..pure...fucking..ice practically VVs’s...
I’m sorry isn't this what you're pay this company for? To not bust your ass and die while walking into the building orrrrr???
Tipping your head back slightly, taking in a deep breath, giving yourself a moment to collect your thoughts so you weren't acting like a total bitch. Even though anyone in a 5ft radius could tell you were fuming, especially since you practically slammed against your car. Coating the side of of your black Burberry trench coat in salt..so yes you are in a great mood! Fan-fucking-tastic!
“HEY BRANDON” Yelling over grabbing the guys attention who was currently plowing the snow.
“Yes, ma’am?”
“Please, please, please make sure you salt this lot really well...I’m really not in the mood to get sued this year!” Smiling back at him even though you were slightly annoyed, adjusting your tone so you didn't sound the way you currently felt. Frustration more so steaming from the fact that it was clear he was done with this area, and your ass could damn near ice skate your way to the front door it was so slick.
There were 6 spots reserved in front of the back door, for yourself and the rest of your “MainLine”, It was all plowed and apparently salted. Yes, granted you were wearing 5-inch heels but so was the majority of the women that would frequent your club, so again we just need to do a little better people!
Strolling up to the building, Winter was in full effect already, it literally felt like the wind was smacking you in the face. Blowing your hair into the mounds of lip gloss that danced along your lips that I'm sure you were currently regretting. Unlocking the door to the club, walking through the brick breezeway, observing the mounds of shipment that needed to be scanned in. Eyes zoning in on one box in particular.....“I know damn well that box did not say it was a life size blow up- Nope, nope,nope, na-uh, I don’t even wanna know . Not, right now! “
Upon actually entering the main bar area you almost jumped out of your own skin, not expecting to see anyone. But clearly you were also forgetting because you're doing 8869586 things... that a couple of the servers were offered to work today to help decorate for the holidays. So… there’s that…good job Yn.
The main level had the restaurant..so it has more of a Bar & Grill/Billiards feel as opposed to a actual club. This area and the hallways were typically the only places you guys would decorate for the Holidays. A big ass Christmas tree, lights...garlin you name it..again the goal here was a cheesy hallmark card so of course you had to go the full nine.
“Holy shit” You chuckled out of pure stupidity and embarrassment, placing your hand firm against your chest, reclining against the bar top as you pulled your sunglasses up. Resting them on top of your head. “I totally forget you guys were here....and to make it even better I'm pretty sure I’m the one who sent out the group text..so if that don't sum up my life I’m not sure what does!”
Letting your eyes trace the walls as the lights trailed down wood beams “Looks, good guys! Really good!” Originally, you were going to just hire someone to decorate but a couple of the girls actually wanted too. More importantly, you’d rather pay your staff than someone else anyway, as a lot of your servers were young, and in college.
“Thank you!” A couple of the girls responded...most of them too focused on what they were doing to say much else. For the most part they all appeared to have there headphones in, just zoned out in there own little world.
“OH Y/N? I made a list of the things were missing...I already gave it to Hoseok but I just wanted to let you know as far as like decorations and stuff!’ That was Chelsea, she’s been with the company for almost 2 years now, smiling back in your direction while placing hooks on top the burgundy ornaments that sat in front of her face.
“Oh okay, sounds good, thanks babe,by the way, let me know when you guys are hungry I will order Pizza or sushi or anything you guys want. Again it looks really good in here guys! ” Smiling back at them before walking towards the hallway heading for the back elevator.
The industrial elevator doors opened to the 3rd floor, expanding out to a long brick hallway which gave you a couple of different options. Access to the rooftop party area which is obviously now closed due to the weather, the bathrooms, A VIP party room, which could only be accessed if reserved, a big selling point was that it featured a full glass wall which looked out to downtown Seattle. And finally, a key coded set of wood doors that leads to the big open office space, which was kinda set up like a little apartment.
It had its own kitchen, bathroom..living room space, 3 mini offices and a ton of fluffy couches spaced out around a fireplace. It wasn’t set up like this just for the aesthetic, unfortunately sometimes you guys were so busy and understaffed that you've all found yourself, making good use to the fact that the couch pulled out into a full size bed! Not even having the energy after a 14 hour shift , to walk, nevertheless drive home! Or maybe it could also be because there were nights, after you worked a good 14 hour shift and the club was closed. That you found yourself throwing back enough shots that it was impossible to drive home..but we're not gonna go there. Will just keep it at you guys were just soooo overworked.
This is where the 6 of you typically locked yourself in at on Mondays while trying to tighten up as many loose ends as you could, since this was typically the only day of the week the club was closed. On the occasions the bar was open...I.E a big sports event of something..doors didn't open until 5. Still giving you guys sometime to get your shit together.. Before you could even key in the code you heard the door unlock...there were cameras everywhere. Considering where your office was you guys spared no expense on making sure everything stayed confined.
"The new Christmas tree came!!" There it was, that big chipmunk smile that danced from ear to ear..it was Kookie letting you in even though you still couldn't understand why he came in on Monday’s. Kook was a server, there was really nothing for him to do, like….at all, but that was baby boy...so you guys didn't mind. He was always welcomed to hang out if he wanted, no matter how distracting the boy could be.
Not even fully acknowledging him before speaking to Hoseok so you didn't lose your train of thought "Hey Hobi-"
He already knew what you wanted...which is why he was everything you couldve asked for as far as a manager was concerned.
"Yeah I know I fucking forgot about the lot too I already called them, there just gonna add it to our invoice, but it will be handled today." Smiling over at you from across the room while helping Taehyung unbox the tree.
His dark locks tucked under a black “Supreme”, fitted baseball cap, making sure that deadly jawline of his was on full display. Two modest sized diamonds danced along his ears, he always looked put together, even when he was just standing in front of you in a black jogger set and Timbs..he just looked...good...
" God I love you! And actually that's a good segway as to why I wanted to make sure you were all here today- "
"Yo, did you decide if you were going to let 98.5 host their singles mingle here next month? " Yoongi popped into the conversation out of no-damn-were , completely sending all of your thoughts through a tornado. Poking his head out from one of the offices..his pastel blue hair falling in his eyes from under his light gray beanie. Blackout aviators hiding those Honed eyes of his which very much let you know that it’s been a long night for him!
Work aside!
"Ughhhhhhhh..yeah? " Hoseok responded looking over at you to confirm, a slight uncertainty in his voice as the two of you hadn't really had time to discuss this in too much detail as of yet. The response was clearly more of a question, which is why Yoongi doesn’t actually respond until you do! 
To be honest you didn’t really think into it to deep before nodding a quick yes knew! Well aware Yoongi wouldn't even present the idea to you if he hadn't checked it out already anyway.
Your body language showed you were frustrated , Yoongi approached the two of you with this offer damn near a week ago...it should've been discussed by now.
"Okay cool, which one of you do you want me to transfer them to for a phone conference at 3 today? They want to host the event the first weekend in December.”Wiggling the phone in the air as he waited for one of you to respond.
As Hoseok and yourself just stare at each other blankly while trying to run through your day in your head.
"Fuck, I already have a facetime meeting with that chick for her bachelorette party...and shitttttt, I don’t even know if I got the samples in yet!” It kinda felt like your brain was almost short circuiting, everything you needed to do suddenly hitting you all at once. And for some reason you couldn't make heads or tales as to if you've done any of it yet or not, praying what you needed was in one of the many boxes of shipment downstairs.
Oh, and then something else popped into your head...
“Fuck, Tae please tell me you- "
Sliding a rough draft of the customized drink menu in your hand he created, with a sly smirk tugging on the corners of his lips "Breathe baby doll...I got you !” Using your nails to scratch at his fire engine red maine as a way to show your gratitude. Placing a chaste kiss on the top of your head before making his way back over to Hoseok.
“Annnnyyyy minute now guys, not like I have them on hold or anything…” Clearly Yoongi was growing a little impatient as he continued waving the phone in the air. “Just yeah, keep talking amongst yourselves I’ve got all damn-“
"I can meet with them. Hobi, don't you and Namjoon have that meeting to go over the Wedding reception we have in January? " He reminded and Hoseok almost looked like his head was about to explode, while Yoongi manger to to roll his eyes while simultaneously throwing a quick thumbs up before sliding back into the office to finally set up the conference call.
"Shit..yeah I do, I do, fuck, I’m not even dressed that that today ... Jin, I owe you one man " Reaching his fist out for Jin to bump.
“We need another manager !” The words purged from your throat before you could even think about it and the room immediately grew silent.
“Ughh Ya think! “ Kookie glared over at you guys from beneath the brim his fitted. Gaze diverting right back to both, yes both of his phones
“ Again..why are you here today!?” Hoseok spit back , throwing a cardboard box at his head, the youngers reflexes almost second to none for no other reason except...let’s just say this happens A LOT.
“Hobi I know we've talked about it a couple of times and I’m sorry for not actually, like sitting down with you before this but-”
"No, your good and your right, every scenario that's happened since you walked in the door, that’s been happening on the daily as of late... says your right. Even if it's part time like Jin...I mean, to be honest, If you didn't want to be part time I think you'd be perfect..but with all the stuff you already do here ..I don't think you could do that..and school...without feeling overwhelmed." Jin shook his head agreeing, sliding his beanie off his head to rake his hands through his bleached locks before sliding deeper against the cousin.
“ I completely agree and to be the honest..this place is so fast-paced, I don’t even think I'm ready for that right now… Plus I enjoy the freedom that comes with my position." His tone was a little timid which made you sad, not wanting him to feel like either of you would be upset by him confirming he didn't want a “Promotion”. The two of you respected, and appreciated everything Jin's done and as Hoseok already said you techionally knew where he stood before you proposed it anyway..hints why ya didn't!
*****This next splurge of dialog was my way of letting you know what everyone’s positions are within the club...if your not interested You can skip ahead...but you'll be a little lost****
“No offense to anyone else..it's just we all need you guys were your at..Tae you already know besides me of course” batting your lashes in his direction “ There’s not a better mixologist in Seattle and I’d be damned if I want to trust somebody else to be the head bartender…”
Letting your gaze flutter over to meet the redheads who shot you a quick wink in response, Tae was never really one for a sappy heart to heart kinda moment. So this was the best you’d get, but you took it just the same!
“Yoongi, I’m not even going to entertain the idea of another DJ nobody can set a vibe or captivate a crowd the way you can. Shit you've been doing it since Homecoming freshman year!!! More importantly where would we be without Mr. Savage himself..Running promo and weeding through all the bullsnit event and promo offers!!??”
Letting your eyes find his from across the room “Oh feel free to keep going….and to answer you question..you’d be hosting events like this bullshit one!” Holding up a flyer for another club “What the fuck is a pinata party? What fucking adult has a pinata party? Please explain? Oh right ya can’t because you've never had one and never will be of mwah!” Yoongi smirked back at you as you rolled your eyes at his cocky remark, not that you expected ANYTHING less.
Gaze now fluttering to your left, to find a set of big brown eyes already waiting for you… “Yesss…: The hint of arrogance that danced along his tone had you ready to skip his ass all together! But if were being real he had all the reason to be…..
“Namjoonnnn ... you already know you saved my ass when you came in almost 2 years ago to replace our last chef! You have that staff down there in the best shape they’ve been in since my grandmother was running that kitchen. The number of carry outs and catering we do now is insane, and none of that would be a thing without you...so thank you!” Tilting your head to side slightly trying to read his expression, it was clear as day he was geunielly taken back, you guys didn't have talks like this..don’t get me wrong they knew you appreciated them but...not..not like this!
“Thank you…” left his lips in silence...mouthing out the words slowly, those deadly dimples on full display
“Saving the best for last aye?” Brow arched in your direction, daring you to say otherwise…
Lashes batting in his direction, something a little flirtatious dancing within the gesture but it was all in good fun. “Of course .. Jin... I don’t even know where to start-”
“Don’t” Yoongi bit back from the corner of the room, tone dry as all hell, as he grabbed a couple contracts sitting on top of the printer. Neither Jin or yourself even paid him any attention, acting as though he hadn't said a damn thing.
“One of the most charming servers I’ve ever met and We all know the last thing your ass needs is more compliments but-“ The peanut gallery perked up right on cue! A menagerie of smart ass comments flooding behind. In true fashion, the head hostess didn’t even care to verbally respond. Just a Swift little flick of the middle finger sufficed! 
“Literally every party that you host they damn near wanna marry your ass! I don't know what! Your doing to these women-”
“I bet I could take a guess, I think there's a dual meaning to his “Eat jin” snapchat vids but hey maybe that’s just me” Hoseok snorted from the back of room causing a cackle to ricocheted off the walls while Jin again flicked him off.
“Aish! No respect! But If you need lessons…I mean I have videos for further clarification Hoseok….”
Why. God . Why
“Damn that’s a visual I really did not need…” Yoongi suddenly found himself scooting right back into his office after that little overshare!
Tae and Kookie just sat looking like they just walked in on their parents talking about their sex life! If disgust was a person it would be them! 
“Yeah, I don't ugh- I don’t think any of us really need that….” Nose scrunching into the center of your face so hard it almost looks painful “I also really don’t know..where to go from that…...Sooo I don’t I guess I’ll just use to default tactic and pretend like it never happened!”
Clapping your hands together as it’s just signify you were ending that scene and starting a new one because again we do not want to dive it and Jins sex life!
“ But anyways, your the shit at training all of the new servers because lord knows I don't have the patience. Plus-“
“Yeah, yeah all that’s cool and shit but more importantly we need to make sure somebody’s down there to babysit Kookie “ Taehyung piped up for the first time in a while and Jungkook threw a stack of cardboard at him instantly. It was almost like he was already waiting for it “Also I’m kind of in my feels because I feel like you gave him way more compliments than anyone else, soooooo.....” A pout forming on his cherry stained lips which you also blatantly ignored.
“You’re in your feels? I've been here like an hour and nobody's noticed my new Jordans!” Holding his leg in the air.. Swirling his foot around.
It was just-one of those moments where you just ...sit there in silence, and question a lot of things. Including the people you have on payroll…...
“Again why are you here today??!” This time the question came from Yoongi
“Honestly? I have a date at Starbucks in like an hour in a half..so I’m just killing time...”
“Well ain't that bout a -”
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“ Alright guys!”
Ohh Hobi’s manager voice was coming out …that means playtime’s over …”Let’s wrap this up because we got a lot, of shit to do!!” The longer his eyes panned the room the softer they grew, in combination with his tone. A somewhat tranquil exhale leaving his lungs “ All bullshit aside Y/N is right we need you guys to stay doing what you’re doing... ..and we really appreciate everything that you guys do..Yes, Jungkook..that goes for you too. “ You don’t even need me to over to know that that boys face perked up like it was already Christmas! Those two little chipmunk teeth on display!
“I mean I know we dick around and shit because most of us have known each other since high school hell even middle school. But just like -“ how do I mention that Hobi is really bad with emotions?! “ Just… I don’t know man, just know we love and appreciate you guys.. and we have a Bad Assss team! So …yeah“
If you didn’t even know anybody you’d swear this man was blushing ferociously right now ! shuffling to the side as if he was trying to hide behind you as if he wasn’t taller than you!
“ Awwww this is so sweet it’s almost…. nauseating!“ Taehyung pokes out his lips holding his hand over his heart.
The most important factor was that they all agreed in there own way after the fact to both topics at gas. First and foremost….they are badass as a whole and also that none of them actually wanted new jobs. Happy with what they did and what the money they made for what they did. You treated them well and they knew it.
“ Hey wait, what about-“
"HELL NO" All glaring over at Kookie simultaneously, not even believing he actually ..literally..fixed his face to say that…
"We still love you though" Namjoon looked over at him..speaking up for the first time in a while after being so indulged in finishing up the final touches on this wedding menu.
“Kookie, baby I’m just trying to get you to the point where you can help out Tae when shit gets crazy! Okay, work with me here, Baby steps...baby steps”
A smirk tugged on the corners of your lips once you said that because you knew Taehyung would have a fit. Glaring over his shoulder while helping Hoseok and now Yoongi build the Christmas tree “You're trying to do what with who ?!” Kicking his brow up in question even though he knows damn well he heard exactly what you said he just didn’t like it. Not even bothering to respond, which only annoyed him even more but meh, he’d be ight!
Jungkook is just still learning, he graduated almost 3 years after most of you guys but somehow he was always just the younger kid in the group and you didn't mind. Yes, you guys pick with him a lot because he likes to act like a little brat. But at the end of the day, you all care about him and you guys want him to grow and learn as much as you guys can offer him!
"Okay cool...well I'm glad we're all on the same page and I didnt bust any balls...I'm gonna head in and look over some shit..finish payroll...and try and wreck my brain to see if I can think of anyone before I just post an add on indeed. If you guys think of anyone.....please let me know.” Smiling over at your boys who had already tuned you out after “Okay” zoning back in on their own projects for the day as you waltzed into your office taking a seat at your desk. Scrolling through your phone checking through all of our voice notes..not even 5 minutes passed before Hoseok found himself in your office, closing the door behind him.
“Yes, baby? “ You didn't look up but your response sufficed. The word didn't hold any sexual leverage with you two, despite what everyone else believed. Yeah, you flirted very once in a while over the years but it was more so the endearment.
" I think I know someone.." The words fell from his lips sing-song esque as he smirked over at you and your face lit up, damn near dropping your phone on your desk. Of course you’d much rather have it be someone you guys know and trusted over a damn stranger.
"Oh my god who!?" Quickly trying to run through a couple options in your head but NONE came to mind .
"Do you remember Park...Jimin?" You paused for a second, almost drawing a blank until you really thought about it. NOT because you forgot about him just because..It was a hella random pick
"Wait babyface?” Pausing with a arched brow at the implied question, watching the way his tongue played with the corners of his lips as he nodded slowly walking towards the side of your desk. Bracing both of his arms on the ledge.
“ I-I thought he was in LA? Actually, I heard he's kicking ass in LA, him and what the fucks her name?"
He chuckled a little before, before stepping behind your chair, placing his hands on either side of your shoulders. Slowly massaging the extremely tight muscles with the pads of his thumbs. "Yeah there is no more..Haley and yes, he is but he just ...needs a change..he's moving back...Wednesday actually.”
Pausing for a moment, glancing down to take in your facial expression which to be fair wasn’t saying much you were just..shit I dont know..Surprised? Deciding to fill the void since you didn't seem to have any further questions.
“He just, needs something new I haven't even asked him..I know he's not like, hard up for money or anything. And I haven't actually worked with him since the bowling alley days in high school-”
“Oh God I remember those days!” A flush of memories..damn good memories rushed through your head at just the thought of it all. When life was so much easier….A air of fondness danced along your lips and it was contagious..ricocheting onto Hosokes. Spreading into that glorious smile of his...he had the type of smile that would brighten up any room..andy mood..no matter what!
”Hell yeah..I wouldn't trade it for anything…” Slowly letting his gaze drop down to your wrist...fingers dancing over the tennis bracelet that laid along your skin. “ But ugh, as you know we still kick it when I go to LA and he's good people I trust him and his work ethic just based off of what I've seen. I mean of course do it the normal way ..if he's interested we will call him in for a interview..but I think he'd be a good person to try. "
You hadn't seen and or spoken to Jimin in years but you knew Hoseok had and you trusted him and his judgment, you knew how much this company meant to both of you. “Hell yeah..I'm down....Hit him up and let me know, I’ll actually hold off on posting the job online until you tell me what’s going on with him. I don't wanna waste anyone's time applying if we may already have someone! "
“Sounds good to me…” Shooing himself out of the room so you could get back to whatever you were working on prior.
Now, you were curious...like you said it had been years..Scrolling down Hoseok IG you found a video of him and Jimin in a dark club.. were Jimin was dancing to often by the weeknd and taking a bottle of Bacardi to the head...And there it was..those shoulders..those arms..that chiseled jawline..and still those plump lips.. “ Oh fuck me..” You breathed out to yourself as you let the video replay one or..5 more times. “Baby face” as you once called him looked GOOD...real good…
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It was Friday morning a quarter to 10, the minute you walked in you could already hear the computer going off from the sound of people pre calling in lunch orders. While you watched a couple servers scrummage around to finish up any last touches before the doors actually opened at 11. To be honest as busy as this week’s been you also forgot the reason you were coming in so early on a Friday.
But don’t worry you were instantly reminded, once the elevator landed on level two,and you walked in...his back was facing the door as he leaned against the bartop with his arms reclined talking to Jin. Wearing a long sleeve fitted white cotton dress shirt, sleeves rolled up around his elbows. Stealing a glance at the white gold watch that sat along his wrist, the shirt didn't appear to be tucked in yet, you could clearly see the curve of his ass a mile away. Shoulders broad as all hell, arms defined..his honey blonde dyed locks tousled as he ran his fingers through it. While the array of rings that danced along his fingers caught ithe reflexes of the overhead lights.
“Y/N” A warm smiled danced along Jin;s lips as he greeted you prompting Jimin to turn around, and fuck...yeah, he was-yeah….
He somehow managed to look even better than the video..skin radiant and healthy..holding a slight tan as he licked his perfectly plump lips. Flashing you that same warm smile he had when you two were younger, where he smiled so big he almost couldn't see.
“Hi” his voice changed, you could feel it even with just the quick phrase that fell from those extremely tempting lips of his. More importantly his tone, since middle school Jimin’s voice was always, calm, tranquilizing if you will. It’s clear that had not changed but now it’s also lower, smoother, confident.
Quickly letting your eyes give him a one over as you stepped closer “No shit..I-I can't even call you baby face anymore,look at you!” Smiling back at him and he leaned in for a hug, pulling your body into his frame, his embrace was warm, familiar if you will. Squeezing you like you guys were still kicking it everyday like you did when you guys were kids. Your body damn near melting into his chest, he smelled amazing, it was a sweet musky scent, both hands held firm around your waist. You swore you could almost feel every toned muscle in his body as he held you in his arms, finally letting you go with a slight sigh of what seemed to be relief. Relief that nothing felt awkward between the two of you, at least not yet.
“No, you still can, It never bothered me when you called me that, I actually kinda liked it” Smirking back at you while running his fingers through his hair again, the boy looked like a damn Pantene commercial his hair was so fluffy and shiny. Bouncing along his head as his fingers played in his scalp.
“You look good” Not even thinking about the words before they left your lips, praying it didn't come off suggestive as that was not the vibe you were trying to give him before a interview.
“Thank you..so do you, but then again you always did so I'm not surprised, How've you been?” There was this sudden confidence, that radiated from his body that wasn't there before. It was clear he knew he was fine, and not in a cocky way he just...knew. Something in your gut told you he was going to be trouble,...
“Well I mean….yeah your right “ A cheeky smile tugged on your lips as you twirled your ponytail around your fingers, tone indicating you were clearly joking. “And I’ve been-”
“JIMIN!” Hoseok entered the room damn near tipping Jimin over as he hugged him,only to find themselves tussling around the bar moments later...boys will be boys. No matter the age! “Oh by the way Kellie called off! “ Almost running away, right after he said it because he knew you’d be pissed.
“ You’ve got to be shitting me ?!? What is her dog being lactose intolerant again ?! “ Raising your voice in pure frustration and Jin, Jimin and Hoseok couldn't help the snort that left their bodies no matter how upset you currently were.
“God please tell me that’s not really a thing ?!?” Looking over at how red Jimin’s cheeks were, as his eyes curled into his face from laughing so hard it was almost impossible for you not to join in but FUCK you were pissed!
“Oh man, trust me these servers come up with any excuse , I’m sure I can call someone to fill in it’s a Friday who doesn't wanna make money?”
“Right, but it’s a Friday who's not on the schedule that’s actually worth calling ?! Also Hobi let’s go upstairs so we can run through this with Jimin it’s already a little after 10.”
“Sorry babe I can’t the shipment just came in downstairs and I gotta go help Tae and Namjoon but shit it’s Jimin ! Interview him like a normal person and if he sucks tell him he sucks !” Sticking his tongue out at Jimin as he walked out of the room while Jimin just flicked him off, with zero hesitation.
“Looks like he’ll fit in to me! Good seeing you man!” Extending his hand but Jimin pulled him in for a hug instead ! The two of them letting the embrace linger a little longer the usual before separating.
“Don’t be a stranger, regardless!” Jin smiled back at him before walking out of the room.
Jimin shaking his head actually looking really relieved to hear him say that “Not a chance I missed this...it feels good to be back ! “
Slowly letting his eyes meet yours “After you “ extending his arm dramatically letting you lead the way for where you wanted to interview him . Swaying out the room to lead him to the elevators, you could feel his eyes on your ass clear as day, the thought alone had a slight smirk crawling up your face. The elevator ride as short, silent, buT the air felt thick, it was clear you both wanted to say something just...neither of you knew exactly what to say. So instead you said nothing until you key’d in the code to the office.
“Niceeee so thissss is we’re Hoseok is in most of his Snapchat’s ..damn he practically lives here” There was a smile on his face, and his tone proved he wasn't being a smart ass. But at the same time, he wasn’t lying you two were here tooo much and that’s why you needed a 3rd manager!
“ I totally remember this place now , it just...didn't look like this...your mom bought this like our sophomore year. I mean I thought this was it but I’d only been in here once since we were minors ...but you had your graduation party here right? “
For some reason that confession made you feel a little shy, a smile tugging on your cheeks, as a knot formed in the center of your stomach. I guess you were just kinda impressed he remembered, exactly when your mom bought this building and your grad party, it’s been a good 6 years since you guys graduated. Nodding in response as you gathered your iPad which had a list of the things that you want to make sure you went over with him!
“Yeah-yeah this is it...she’s come a long way since then though, you wanna come sit over here ?” Clearing off a spot across from you at a long black meeting table that sat at the back of the room.
“Hey sorry by the way if I was out of line earlier with my comment kinda kicked myself after..” Nose scrunching into your face as you frowned over at him completely lost and he could tell “When I said you looked good ! I wasn’t -“
He watched your eyes dilate as you slouched in your chair gawkwking in his direction as a cackle slid up your throat. Your responde made him stop talking and in return he become the confused one . “Dude first off I started it ! And second your acting like you told me to come sit on your face or something! Trust me , I mean yes, of course I try and keep some level of professionalism but the seven of us are far from PC! Your fine!” Smiling in his direction while you watched the mountains of relief roll off his body.
“So basically not shits changed from high school “ The question leaving his lips as more of a statement
“Basically ..we just pay bills and shit now adultings strange ! “
His face was doing that thing again as he ran his fingers through his hair, did he always have this affect on you when he smiled? Did your heart always drop into your ass when someone smiled at you? Yeah don’t think soo..
“Okayyy,” Clapping your hands together, as you tried to refocus the conversation so you didn't get sidetracked. “Since your back, we will have all the time in the world to catch up but let’s get down to why your here ! “
“Yes Ma’am ....”
You kicked your brow up at his comment and he smirked back at himself knowing damn well what he was doing. Placing his elbow on the table as he rested his chin on top of his hand, giving you his undivided attention. Everything about this threw you off, you don't remember him being like this..this confident..and witty..but also you guys were younger..a lot younger.
“Okay we are open 7 days a week but open to the public 6. We’re closed on Mondays unless there’s some big sporting event or a private party but if that’s the case doors don’t open until after 5 . On level one we have the restaurant...the bar and billiards space as well as the karaoke and open mic area . There are also 2 rooms which can be rented out for parties Oh and in the summer we have the back patio and outside bar.”
Pausing to slide him a piece of paper that pretty much reedirated everything you were saying just in writing,. Essentially just a flyer you’d hand out to people wanting to know all of the amenities loft 26 had to offer.
“We have designated days too, for open mic night, karaoke, certain radio stations reserve nights as well, but that's all on the sheet and we can go over that part in more detail later.”
Keeping your eyes looked on his, as these were things you could recite in your sleep, searching his face as you spoke for any hint of uncertainty or confusion.
“The 2nd level is all club ...with 20 booths and 3 VIP areas , and finally the level we’re on . There’s a rooftop which is clearly closed since it’s like November 1st or 2nd I don’t even know anymore!”
Pausing again to rake your fingers through your hair, letting out a deep breathe, because you genuinely meant that,. You’d been so fucking busy you could barely take up from down at this point.
“It’s the second by the way….” The words rolled off his tongue incredibly slow, there was just something about his tone that had you feeling a type of way. You couldn’t tell if he was being a smartass or just genuinely helpful, but there was just something about the coyness, that laced through his voice that was really workin for ya!
A nervous giggled left your throat and filled the air as you tried to remember that the fuck you were talking about before Mr. Suave over here came sliding through.
“Fuck, OH! Okay yes, the 2nd level has private party room which can be rented alone or in addition to renting out a space on the 3rd level. We actually have a lot of weddings / receptions booked up there next year, a big selling point is it features a full glass wall looking over downtown.”
You weren't sure if it was from all his years of being a performer or if this was just who he was, but Jimin’s eye contact was something dangerous. It was just clear he wanted you to know that he was focused on you, and only you, regardless of anything else that could've been going on.
“Good so far ?”
“Mmhmm...Soo I see you have pretty much the whole squad here from high school which is honestly really dope. It makes me really happy to known everyone’s doing good!” His tone was low and warm Jimin always had a big heart even as a kid..that was something anyone could tell you, even if they only met him briefly. He had good energy . “Sorry, again I didn't mean to cut you off I just -“
“Oh my god no stop doing that!!” Swatting the table dramatically
“Stop apologizing, we haven’t talked in years, I’m only rushing because I wanna get through everything before we get busy. I like talking to you ...I always did..even though it was usually brief ” smiling up at him from under your lashes as you took a sip of your coffee
“Well, I’m all ears now soo...” Slowly rubbing up the side of his neck, before letting his fingers find their way into his hair again. That was a habit Jimin always had, raking his nails through that thick mane of his. Yet, as an adult why did that somewhat, subconscious gesture seem to hold sexual leverage?
Again, you find yourself trying to pull your shit together before responding “Okay, soooooo, on a typical week day ...the main level is what’s always busy ! Always even if it’s just a line for carry out...But typically Thursday -Sunday is when level 1 and 2 are ...bat shit crazy ! Now that it’s winter unless there’s a private event this level is actually blocked off! Namjoon runs the kitchen , Tae runs the bar , Jin keeps the servers in line and typically host any private party’s were having and also helps serve ..Suga is our DJ and he handles are social media behind the scenes . And Hobi as you know is my other manger . But I’m not going to hold you up there is a lot a gray area sometimes .. we kind of all do multiple jobs when needed or if there is a event going on and lately we’re just -“
“Overwhelmed? I mean to be honest you guys seem like you got it together though,. checked out the reviews on your socials prior to coming in today ... and they were pretty much all really positive ...”
Hearing that made your heart smile you worked really hard at this , you just wanted to do well ...for your mom but more importantly yourself ! “Well thank you we’re trying . We just have a lot going on and a lot coming up and I just don’t want shit to get forgotten when we could just easily hire someone . This holiday season is going to be crazy and with Just Hobi and myself as management we’re going to be pushing 70 to 80 hour weeks at times ... “
“Well if it helps I have experience when I first got to LA I really didn’t want to blow through my trust money so before I got the ball rolling with getting all of my jobs through dance... I worked at a couple bars because it was quick money and the schedule was flexible enough to work around my auditions! “ he smiled back at you and you felt like you could cry !
“Yes perfect Hired!” The phrase leavikng your lips way faster and louder than expected and you had to pull back a little…
Watching the way those big brown eyes of his dilated as you said that...
“Actually, how about we test run it for 2 weeks? That will give you time to learn everyone's job, as well as management duties, I think we even have our first big event of the season within the period too. Of course you’ll be paid, while training it will be hourly but if it works for both parties the position is salary. And we'll just play it by ear?
“Oh, here...“ Sliding him a typed out sheet that noted what the job entailed as well as the pay, for both training and if he’s hired.
Glancing at the sheet in silence for a moment before responding “By the way, it’s no hard feeling either way, like Jin said weather you take this or not, don’t be a stranger..it doesn't change anything.”
The sudden warmth in your voice had his eyes slowly fluttering back up at you,m and the moment they did you already knew his answer.
“Yeah I’m down! Just ugh, let me know when you want me to start boss! “ The slight smirk in combination with the nickname made your chest tight but you put on a good poker face .
“How’s today sound ??? Or am I pushing it ?! “ you pouted before he even had the chance to say no.
“Mmmm I think I can arrange that, and I mean clearly someone doesn’t like being told no soooo...if you want me today you got me.” licking his lips slowly as he leaned back into his chair. Gahhh why was he soo smug, when did he get so smug, what the fuck is in LA’s drinking water!?
“Yay!! “ your pout quickly turning into a smile that ran ear to ear!
“ Okay, well since you said you already have experience bartending I’m gonna stick you at the bar with Tae tonight I’m sure all of my female customers will be happy” Turning away from the table while you purposely sashayed over to the bookcase grabbing the new hire paperwork. You could hear the chair squeak as he moved .
“And what makes you say that ?” You could already hear it in his voice, the boy was fishing for compliments he knew good and well what you meant.
He moved so quietly that you didn’t realize once you turned around he was pretty much right behind you. “Oh please, you know damn well that I’m referring too, you know what you have going for you, and you've worked in bar life, enough said ”
“Mmm...okay ... and if you don’t mind me asking what exactly do I have “going for me? “ It was like he could sense he was starting to get to you, the arrogance that danced along his voice and his face said it all.
Taking in a deep slow breath before you ignored his comment, because if you responded , you’d probably be the one apologizing. With all the thoughts you had running through your head.You guys didn't have a “No hooking up policy” it was more so a ...were all adults I don't care what you do behind closed doors..just don't let it boil over into work. But of course you tried, to have higher standards with yourself, and knock on wood , so far so good.
"Here, fill this out, and bring me your Social tomorrow so I can make a copy" Your tone was low..and full of sass,smirking back at you , for ignoring his question.
"Yes ma’am" Grabbing the packet from your hand, walking back over to the desk to fill it all out.
"I'm gonna go tell the guys you'll be starting today, we're gonna break you in the right way...its almost 11 now..come back in at 5...and we will put you with Tae and float you around as needed, And hopefully we don't scare you off! "
Rolling his eyes at your comments "Trust me I'm a big boy..I got this..."
Nodding in response before walking out of the room. Having to literally bite your tongue, to refrain from making any comments in reference to his response.
“ Hey, “Y/n” ? “
Turning around slowly, giving him your attention.
“I really missed you guys…..I'm excited…”
‘Me too, I’m glad Hobi suggested you.., I’ll be back, if you need anything feel free to wander downstairs” Exhaling deeply once you officially left the room ,feeling somewhat relieved as you heading for the elevator.
*****
'Shhh! I think she's coming!" You heard Tae attempt to whisper as he ran away from the door, his footsteps were far from subtle, trying at act as if he was just nonchalantly standing by the bar .
Once you made you way down into the open, club space on level two ..they were all in there waiting.. Taehyung, Hoseok,Namjoon,Jin, and Yoongi. There faces gave it away immediately .
"Sooooooo Mom can we keep him? " Yoongi spoke up and you couldn't help but laugh.
"Yeah, well he said yes, were gonna test run it..he's starting tonight at 5..he's upstairs filling out paperwork if you guys wanna-" You couldn't even finish the sentence before they all ran past you..Minus Hoseok who waited..smiling back to you from across the room.
You watched your boys trample past you like a wild stampede making their way up to there precious Park Jimin,
"Just admit it? I'm the shit!" The smile now turning into a smirk as you walked over to hug him, burying your face in his chest, wrapping your arms around his back.
" Your the shit....thank you...I hope this works.....I just don't want to over work us..YOU especially you already do so much" Smiling up at him as he lightly kissing your forehead...Your relationship with Hoseok was weird..you both really cared about each other..and playfully flirt every once in a while. But..on both ends..honestly..it wasn't...sexual...it was weird..really hard to explain...honestly your dynamic would sometimes cause friction in relationships because your partner's did not trust or believe that you didn't have a sexual relationship.
"Yeah I give it two weeks!" You looked up at him wide eyes by his comment, almost terrified actually.
"Wait jimin!? No why!? You don't think he'll last" backing up from you and he just laughed shaking his head .
" No I mean you! I give it two weeks before you end up on his face! "
You gawked at his comment before punching him lightly in the arm “ Fuck you!”
“Don't even..”
“It's been like that since high school, you guys always wanted to fuck each others brains out...but ..like both of you always had someone at some point. and you both were respectful. Even being young you two weren't stupid..which isn't surprising considering all the shit you both had to deal with..with your parents…” Trailing off from that topic knowing it was a touchy subject,and to be honest he didn't really intend to lead the conversation there. Jimin and yourself actually both met while waiting to meet with a guidance counselor back in middle school.
“Well now..there's no Haley...and I saw the way he looked at you..AND " Raising his voice because he could tell you were about to interject "And the way you looked at him, the two of you wouldn't know subtelity if it smacked you in the ass!”
Flicking him off instantly, but he was right, fuck….he was right
“Your too busy for someone and I don't think he wants anybody this soon. But if he can help out the company in more ways than one...like helping out with the workload, and reliving some of your tension..Im down."
"Your terrible..." shaking your head but in all honesty you couldn't even pretend to be offended.
“Oh don't act all holier than thou now, you and Tae have come close a couple time.Oh shit... what about Tae and Jimin..” A menacing grin on his face, he was purposely trying to push your buttons at this point.
“Yeah I’m good that sounds like a lot of meat..Like what the hell are you trying to tell me I need to get laid? !” Cocking your brow and crossing your arms ...your body language clearly showing you weren't amused.
“I mean….Yeah..kinda..but also it just wouldn't be as weird with him...even though you guys have known each other for what...11 years now? You and Jimin never got..super..close on a personal level. Like not the way You and I are..or you and Jin..PLUS- “
“J HOPEE, HELP!! “ You guys heard Jimin yell from outside both surprised not hearing that nickname in years. Walking out to the hallway to find the boys wrestling on the ground, Jimin appearing to be somewhere at the bottom….
“ This is going to be fun.”
5pm that night-
Your alarm went off letting you know it was time to hurry up, you could already hear the cars start pull in through the valet, your curiosity getting the best of you. Stepping back a little to peak out the window, trying to get a good idea of how the lot was looking.
Happy hour was from 4-7:00, so the after work crowd was already slowly started to flutter through the club. Adding the finishing touches to your makeup, giving yourself a couple spritz of fix plus. Always waiting until closer to the night shift to actually get ready, since your face would be on until close to 3AM. Doing a full beat smokey eye, highlighter, and all, throwing your hair up in a high bun, pulling out your little baby hairs around your face, and by a couple strands by your ears.
Changing into a strapless bodycon rose gold dress and nude strappy heels. Finishing up with a couple sprays of perfume before walking out of the bathroom. You could hear the comradery in the main area..it was a routine ..every night on the weekends , you guys would meet up in the office...give a little group chant and all take one shot to the head..it was typically a mixed drink..something Taehyung concocted and he would never tell you guys what was in it.
“Damnnn girl…..” Tae teased, as you hit the corner, his tone was playful but he didn't hide the way his eyes drunk you in from head to toe. It seems you missed out on the all black memo as your eyes traced the room. They all looked damn good, just as aware that they get tipped off of their looks as well, as personality.
“Hey can one of you hook this to the back of my dress? “ Holding out your bedazzled headset..you guys all wore one with a small earpiece that was flesh colored. It was crucial especially on the weekends, for you guys to be able to communicate seamlessly. But everyone wore them..servers, cooks,bouncers,valet everyone. There were a couple different stations you could flip too.. Each department had there own station, the only station that you had to be added into was #4 or “The mainline” You called it that because it could only be accessed by Hoseok,Namjoon, Yoongi, Taehyung, yourself and now Jimin. And the conversations that filtered through this line at times..were enough to get you guys shut down by HR.
“Yeah I got you” Jimin stepped up grabbing the headset and tucking the clip in the back of your dress. The smell of his cologne consumed you and you almost had to remind yourself not to moan. “Is that good?” hIs voice was low and husky from behind you, his breathe fanning against the back of your neck. The sweet smell of cinnamon ghosting along your nose as he spoke, nodding not trusting your voice . Patting your back lightly as he stepped back.
He wore black skinny jeans and a fitted black cotton dress shirt that he loosely tucked into his pants..leaving a couple buttons undone at the top while two layered chains danced on his neck. pairing it with a black belt and a pair of slightly dressy combat style boots. His hair full and tousled just like he just ran his fingers through it, the texture held a slight wave to it.
You were staring and you didn't realize it until you looked up only to find him gazing back at you “You look good too by the way..” His tone was low..and cocky and you wanted to roll your eyes because you got caught but you couldn't, it is what it is.
“OKAY!” Jin clapped as he walked in getting everyone's attention “Let get moving..I just had someone else call off..I don't -her boyfriend..is on snapchat with her cousin or some shit I really don't care I just need to get downstairs.” Not even phased anymore by the ups and downs of the place Taehyung walked over grabbing the tray of shot glasses.
The look of confusion and disgust that danced along your face was mirrored by the 6 other individuals in the room. The shots .were a very..interesting shade of brown… “Bro..whyyyy dose that that look like burnt gravy.” Namjoon spoke up and you all died laughing because he's right ..it did.and it was THICK, the smell was also confusing. At first you thought maybe it was a dessert shot but there wasn't even a hint of sweetness of chocolate to be found. .
“Oh fuck no” Suga pretend to gag after sticking his finger in the drink feeling the consistency .
“So like you must be mad,mad at Y/N for saying shes gonna train Kookie on bartending huh?” Hoseok looked over with a smirk and Tae flipped him off.
“OKAY, no Jin’s right we gotta move! Alright Loft 26 on the count of three 1, 2 ,3 “
All taking the shot to the head ..all instantly regretting it simultaneously as the thick concestialy slowly slide down your throat.
“Is that what it feels like to swallow? Because if so, I’m soooo sorry!” Yoongi;’s face was dead serious ….
“Oh fuckkk, that was rough man” Jimin's face said it all..for everyone. His nose scrunching back into his face...he literally looked like he was in pain..hacking up what sounds like a hairball from his chest!
“Alright mic check...1...2” Hoseok breathed out and you all responded making sure everyone could hear..before descending upon your own ways.
********
The night had been so busy that it wasn't until almost 11 that you finally had a second to talk to Jimin. You saw him as you floated your way around and checked in briefly, but it was literally not more than 2 seconds .
“Were getting really low on Ciroc..and that seems to be the vodka of voice tonight. “ His voice was low husky over the headset probably from yelling back and forth across the bar.
“Ugh..there's more in the storage area..I have the key ..but one of you guys will have to come with me..because I can't carry that krate alone. “
“Take Jimin..I can't leave Brittany this lines too Long-”
“I got you man, just give me a second, I'm down here helping them get these orders out , there's a couple big tables down here. I’ll be up there in like 5 minutes.. Y/N your good, go grab Jimin.”
You were actually currently outside..there was someone filling in on valet and well, they didn't know how to park ..or drive a stick. The minute you saw the way he shifted that brand new mustang, you weren't even aware you could run that fast in heels! It was like a buzzer was going off in your head saying “LAWSUIT, LAWSUIT, LAWSUIT!”
“ I just got back in here, I’m walking through level one right now, just a note to the general public. Never, EVER, let Christian work valet again he can't drive a fucking stick, I’m also really questioning how he got his license in general to be fair.”
“Fuckkkkkk” You werent even srue who that growl came but it sufficed so you didn't question it!
“Yeah luckily, Mike answered and he’s on his way in...so we can do away with Christian for the night before we end up with a fucking insurance claim! And to make it all better, it legit feels like a froze my left nipple off. So on that note, Jimin meet me in the hallway on level 2”
“What..just the left one... that’s oddly specific..did you lean that one out the window more or something??” Jimin pipped in over the headset and you just scoffed in response.
Resting your back against the brick wall, as you waited, out of habit just conversing with customers until Jimin found his way over to you.
Once he stepped into the hallway..the lights were dimmed but you could tell he was flustered but more so from the heat he did not physically seem stressed out or anything. "Hows our big boy hanging in there? " Teasing him with the nickname he gave himself earlier.
"I;m good, I actually missed this,like working in this atmosphere..and you..." His words trailed out slowly. As you unlocked the door leading to a brick hallway which had a couple different closets you guys used for storage.
“Missed me huh?? It's been at least 4 years Park...” Tone dry, almost bitter actually
“Yeah and I was taken..and actually engaged for 2 of them!...And typically one of us were in a relationship back in Highschool too.. ”
Your eyes widened not realizing they were engaged at one point..you didn't really keep up with Jimin, Hoseok was right You two always had a lot of sexual tension..always...neither of you opening up enough to really explore if there was more to it than just that.
Glancing back at him from over your shoulder before opening the door that had the extra bottles of liquor and drink mixes. “Umm..it’s that krate over there” Pointing to the black box. He gazed back at you running his fingers through his hair before sitting back on one of the boxes, resting his back against the wall.
Apparently Park had his own plans for how this was going to go and it didn't involve listening to you! The instant shift in his body language already had your chest tight, his eyes weren’t just gazing at you they were undressing you. Slowly unraveling you in all the ways you desperately wanted them to but you knew you shouldn’t your his boss...you shouldn't...
“Don't…” Your tone was low..and your warning was weak as hell, it lacked confidence..because you didn't mean it...and he saw straight through your bullshit.
The chuckle that left his chest was almost offense it literally felt like he was saying “Is that the best you got?” Cocking his head to the slightly, eyes daring you to break away...
"I'm not doing a damn thing.the only reason anything I do affects you..is because you want something from me...don't lie...." You couldn't help but get annoyed by how unaffected he seemed while you were struggling to keep your shit together. Slouching a little against the wall..spreading his legs..allowing you to see the muscle definition within his thighs, even through his skinny jeans you could tell how thick this man was. Hands resting on his thighs, eyes zoning in on every vein that danced along his fingers.
He was right, and to be honest you didn’t trust your voice to respond at the moment, not even allowing yourself to look in his direction as you made your way over to the table..fidgeting with the extra liquor bottles.
"Come here.." The words rolled off his tongue in nothing more than a whisper, yet his tone still had so much athrotity you felt it in your spine. You’d never known Jimin to even have a ounce of dominance in his body, now suddenly you find your knees getting weak from two words...
Once you finally had the balls to look at him you wished you hadn't, “Fuck”
“Sorry guys..they didn't organize the boxes like I asked...so... were picking through them.. we will back back in 5 or so !” Pulling that excuse straight out of your ass, earning a smirk from Jimin knowing that meant you were giving him a little more time.
“No your good..I noticed that..the liquor room is a fucking mess..I'm up here with Tae anyway” Hoseok, always holding it down for the team , seamlessly adding onto your lie, with no hesitation.
Letting your eyes flutter over to your right slowly as he sucked him bottom lip between his teeth ,signaling for you to walk over to him with his index finger. Taking in a deep breath, exhaling all the nerves that suddenly flooded through your body as you swayed in his direction. Once you were in arms length he grabbed you swiftly placing you on his lap a slight squeal left your lips thrown off by his quick movements. Your breathing was staggered and he could tell. Smiling up at you loving the effect he was already having on your body, and he hadn’t even done anything yet.
“You now you've imagined this..sooo many times…fuck I know I have” His lips finding their way to side of your neck. Trailing open mouth kisses from your jaw, down to the base of your neck, his breath ghosting along your skin, had your body trembling. Letting out a slight moan as the pillowly texture closed down on your skin, slowly alternating between his tongue and his teeth lightly grazing your flesh not wanting to leave any marks. No matter how bad you wanted him too, he knew better, than to have you walking around with a million hickeys on your neck.
Finally allowing your body to give in melting into his touch as your hands found there way to the nape of his hair. A satisfied growl rolled from his lips into your skin, upon feeling you you finally let go,giving him free reigns to do as he pleased. pulling his head up to meet yours. Suddenly it just felt like you needed him in every way, letting his lips find yours, tongue nipping at your bottom lip, wanting access that you instantly gave. Both of you moaning into the kiss and you rolled your hips against his, nails digging into your ass, through the material of your dress as he encouraged your hips to roll against his lap. “Fuck yes…” panted into your mouth, in combination with moan that had a hint of whininess to it, you always pictured it would, you just didn't fathom how good he would sound.
You could feel his dick getting harder, and harder from beneath you, your pussy starting to soil the through the fabric as your need for him was starting to flow threw your walls. The ridget texture from his jeans giving you slight stimulation as you grind against his length.Leaning his head against the wall letting you take control of the motion, rolling his neck in synch with yours as you deepened the kiss. His tongue lacing over your. Kissing you slow and deep, he wasn't messy by any means..he knew how to use his mouth. Which couldn't help but make you wonder how good it would feel on your other set of lips. His teeth grazing your bottom lip playfully as he hiked your dress above your hips..smacking the bare skin of your ass. Only wearing a thong, giving him full access to your flesh which currently had his palm print engraved. Jumping against his lap from the sting..the metal from his rings leaving a mark.
Soothing the feeling with his palm as stroked the area slowly, taking note of the way you moaned once you felt the sting from his palm “Mmm, you like that?” moaning out again in response as you grind your hips against his even harder.
“We need to head back.” you breathed out in between kisses, your words sounding more like moans than anything but he heard you,nodding in agreeance.
”Yeah, I got you....” Swifty he gripped your thighs, picking you up like you didin’t weigh a damn thing, walking over to place you on the small desk placed against the wall..that you were standing by earlier.. “What are you-” You couldn't even complete the sentence as you watching him drop to his knees in front of you..grabbing the silk fabric of your thong,moaning out at just the slight of how wet you were, sliding the soiled material to the side . “Fuckkk baby, your soo fucking wet for me already, you don’t even know how many times I've thought about this....”
His eyes gazed up at you and you felt your chest get tight, eyes blown out with nothing but lust, and what made it even sexier was all he wanted was to please you.Not asking you for a damn thing right now ...keeping his locked on yours as he let his tongue found your center, taking painfully slow licks, his tongue was thick, long and he damn sure knew how to use it. He worked you ...up...and down ...repeating the motion as your head roll back on your shoulders “Oh my god...”Hands finding their way into his hair as you reclined against the table letting yourself sink deeper into his mouth . Both thighs slung on either side of his head, resting on his shoulders. Your moans echoing off the brick walls ...and hearing you moan for him and only him that loud ..was only adding fuel to fire. I mean he's a performer right? That means he lives for the screams, applause..praise..all the praised.
Using his index and middle finger to spread your lips apart, licking in between each fold, pursing his lips to spit on your clit, not like you needed it..he just wanted too. Pulling back watching the lubricant slid down the head..blowing against your clit, gazing up at the way your body shuddered in contrast. Leaning back down to let his tongue slowly roll against your entrance, sliding his tongue in, and out teasing the whole, loving the way your body craved more as you clenched around nothing. “Such a greedy little pussy,” Smacking your clit a couple times just to watch your kneed out body arching off the table “Your so fucking sexy….” The praise vibrated against your inner thighs as he licked and sucked his way back over to your pussy which was damn near crying for him at this point. Your mind was hazy all you could do was moan out his name as he lit every nerve and in your body on fire.
Finally closing his tongue around your clit , as he slide two fingers in, curling them upwards, and moving them in a come hither motion, scrapping the roof of your pussy every time. His fingers were so thick they filled you perfectly as he moaned against you as he felt you sink down deeper into his mouth. Thrusting his fingers knuckle deep every time, as your walls pulsed against him, milking him for everything he had..the cool sensation from the metal the danced along his skin only adding to the stimulation.
“Do you have any idea how good you taste?! I could eat you for hours baby..fucking hours” Using his opposite hand to run his fingers up and down your folds, collecting your juices, bringing them up to your bottom lip. Opening your mouth for him instantly, lapping your tongue around the muscles “Yes, good girl, good fucking girl…”Eyes pouring into yours as he watched you work his fingers with your tongue, purposely moaning out against them, making sure he was well aware, that he’s not the only one with a skilled tongue. Every stroke went straight to his dick, another faint whine left his lips as you free’d him from your hold.
“Fuck baby you gotta stop ...fuck-“ you knew you’d been gone wayyy too long already.
But he didn't listen rolling his tongue against your clit relentlessly as he added in a third finger and your body started to clench around him. “Oh my god Jimin” Eyes squeezing shut as you struggled to choke out a breath of air.
“Fuck , you like that baby? Your pussy so tight, they're practically sucking my fingers in, god I can’t even imagine how good you’d been around my dick, so wet and tight!” Letting his eyes meet yours , and it took all the air you had left to respond .
Pulling his mouth back from you until you gave him what he wanted “I can’t hear you , tell me baby ..tell me how good I’m making you feel..unless..you want me to stop ?” His tone was cocky and he was taunting you at this point, brow arched daring you to ignore him again.
“Fuck, yes Jimin you feel soo fucking good ..but ...shit..we really..oh my god -“ your words and train of thought got caught in your chest as he thrusted his fingers even faster as he closed his lips around your clit. Switching his motions between sucking and licking ...humming against your skin. Taking his left hand to spread your lips apart so he has full access to your clit . While rolling his tongue against your most sensitive area ..right at the tip and every muscle in your body started to tense!
“Oh, my god, Jiminnnn” You were practically whining at this point and he fucking loved the way his named rolled of your tongue and ricocheted off the walls. He couldve came in his jeans from the sound of that alone.
“Fuck that’s it...come on baby, come for me, I need you to come for me ..” he cooed against your thigh is voice vibrating against your core . You heard noise in the headset...things were picking up and they needed help . Before you could lose focus he reached out with a growl using his oppit hand to snatch the earpiece out of your ear so you didn't get distracted. Never disconnecting from your center , as you started to drip down your thighs, while he continued licking at the tip of your clit , his fingers twisted in and out ...with such force his wrist was starting to hurt.
“Fuckkkkkkkk-“ and that’s what you needed ...your legs clenched around his head and he growled against your skin as he felt you come down his face . Your tried pulling him off of you and he wouldn’t move, and to be fair you were far too weak to continue trying.
“Mmmmm....” he finally pulled away from you kissing your inner thighs slowly as you came down from your high ...thighs trembling, breath extremely ragged, you were damn near heathing.
Your eyes were shut as you tried to calm your body down, you could feel his palm running up and down your thighs, Reaching down to grab your earpiece, gently placing it back in your ear . Kissing up and down your jaw slowly stroking your hip as you gathered yourself together .
Whipping his mouth with his hand, if only he could have whipped that smirk off too, the one that said he more than pleased with the way he just made you fall part for him. With. Ease..the same boy use use to call “Baby face” go fucking figure
“You good ?” His words coming out almost as a whisper, resting his forehead flesh with yours, lashes fluttering against your own. Rubbing your palms against his chest, soothing over his broad shoulders, humming in response, but you knew after something like that he needed to physically hear you, to be real you just still couldn't breath.
“Mmhmm...we gotta go though..it’s been at least 20 minutes! Which is why I told you to stop because now we have to go back and you didn't even-“
Cutting you off with a Kiss , grabbing the side of your face and kissing you deep and slow, this time he controlled the rhythm. The languid strokes of his tongue, had you moaning into his mouth all over again. Still able to taste yourself on his tongue, lips still flesh to yours he grabbed your waist to help you down off the desk,keeping a firm hold while to steaded yourself..your legs feeling like Jello.
“Mmm..I’m good...you’ll get to return the favor later if you want ..or if not ...that’s fine too ..let not act like we both haven’t wanted to fuck since we were ...fuck 14? I’ve been waiting to taste you for so fucking long !” Lips moving to the spot right under your ear which he quickly learned was a weakness for you. “God it was so worth it…” he was almost moaning at this point as he teeth grazed your lobe and you feel yourself getting turned on all over again.
You didn't know what to say or how to say it, but luckily it didn't feel like you needed to say much. “Which box am I grabbing Love? “ He looked back at you snapping right back into work mode.
“Ummmm...that one!” Pointing at the black krate tucked under the shelf. Smirking over at you as he grabbed the krate, stealing one last kiss from you before following you out to the main floor.
You didn't walk back into the room with Jimin, one not wanting to draw attention and two..you were needed elsewhere. There was a birthday party happening in one of the VIP areas and one of the guest wanted to discuss having her bridal brunch at the club as well. Once Jimin returned with the krate Hoseok was at the bar, with two other female bartenders . “Hey where's Tae?”
“Ugh, making shots that have fire involved….I think” Jimin just stared back slightly puzzled but also intrigued..
“Ohhh..wait..what? Actually I don't even want to know. But Thanks for covering for me man! Seems like it’s slowing down a little… “ He could see the utter look of confusion on Hoseok’s face..clearly Jimin was still a little too fucked out to see how packed this room was
“Actually no I lied..it’s still slammed” Jimin smiled over and Hoseok as he placed the bottles of liquor on the backshelf, and Hoseok just smirked
“Yeah, I was abou to say....were far from slow, and it’s No problem man…” His face just said it right there. The look of pure smugness, had Jimin’s cheeks flushing thank god for his LA tan! Not even able to stop himself from laughing… “Fuck off Jay….we were looking for bottles”
Hoseok couldn't help but cackle to himself as he continued mixing drinks...”Uh huh, it's about damn time, you found thoes bottles! Only took I don't know a decade”
‘Excuse me? Can I get a Pomegranate rum punch? “ A faint voice called out from the end of the bar and Jimin snapped right out of chit chat mode and back to work mode, which made Hoseok smile back at himself..confirming it seems like he made a good decision, while continuing to mix the two cocktails he was already working on.
“Of course, tall or short glass babe?”
“Hey can we get another ..functioning Human down here ? Kooks out for the night ..he’s been looking rough all night so I sent him home about a hour ago” - Jin called out over the headset..no one responds right away ...
“Hey Jimin can you head down there I can take over for you at the bar ?”
“I can do whatever you need me to …” His delivery...laced with sooo much ....I don’t know seduction? To be real I don't even think he realized he did it but it was obvious ..Hell even Taehyung noticed.
“Damn daddy ok!” He teased over the headset and you all laughed..it felt good to have this energy again...
“ But no forreal.., that works for me , I just got a order for 6 Irish Trash Cans...and I know you can make those with your eyes closed …”
“Okay first off fuck you,I can make anything thank you very much! But fine, I’ll be there in a second Tae..Jin, “Daddys” heading downstairs to help,�� .
Crossing paths as you walked into the club level , he was leaving , letting his eyes scan you from head to toe before heading for the stairs . Not saying a word , yet it felt like he said everything, and you couldn't help but smile.
“Hey Jimin??” Calling out to him over the music and we swiftly walked over,
“I just...your doing good..like tonight your doing a really good job!” You meant it...he was..you could feel the difference ..having another strong person on the main line.
He exhaled deeply before smiling back it you..his smile seemed brighter than all the lights in the halway. “Thank you!! But...future reference..I think I prefer when you call me daddy” He teased playfully running his tongue along his teeth before turning away to run downstairs to help Jin.
“Wait pause I thought I was daddy?” Namjoon spoke up into the headset..actually for the first time all night the kitchen been slammed.
“Always baby..always” Not even giving it a second thought before responded, whatever Joon wanted Joon got, as you started helping Taehyung spit out the drinks orders.
“Holy shit you weren't kidding, whoever's getting these is definitely taking a uber home tonight...because my ass totally poured wayyy too much liquor in this bitch.”
The night stayed steady all the way through last call.
“LAST CALL GUYS!!” You called out on the headset so all stations could here as the clock hit 1:30..and the club closing at 2!
“Fuck yesssss” Again you didn't know where that shreak came from either but it was fitting, hell for all of you, this was easily a 1k a hour night...
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It was around 2:15 and the place was cleared out...Namjoon and Jin were downstairs counting down the drawers and tipping out the servers. While you made your way back to the club area..meeting Hoseok..Suga,Taehyung, and Jimin. When you walked in Tae was counting down his drawer and Jimin was spraying down the bar area. Stepping in between them both to count down the 2nd drawer so you guys could head home.
“What’s tomorrow looking like baby doll?” Tae called out not looking up at you..pausing before responding so you didn't lose count..but instead Hoseok answered.
“Your in at 5 right Tae? Sooo. Y/N if you want...you can sleep in..and come whenever, and I can get here around 3 with Jimin to walk him through some of the office type stuff before we get busy..”
“If..…. we don't get here until 3..who's running it until then?” Jimin looking up slightly confused.
“ The 2nd floor does not open until 5 on saturday unless there's a party or something ...only the main level is open..So Ryan, who is my right hand in the kitchen will open and run the main level..until one of us get here. The restaurant opens at 9 on Saturdays and Sundays... “ - Namjoon walked over to Hoseok handing him the bank slip and deposit bag from the restaurant and bar.
Jimin nodded now understanding the dynamic a little better “Yeah typically one of us are here by at least 2 on a saturday” glancing up at him..your eyes heavy you were exhausted but the minute your eyes met his all that went away. It felt like your skin was on fire, you’d never met a man that could say so much without physically saying a damn thing!.
Hoseok came over double counting the drawers ..tipping out, Taehyung, Yoongi, and Jimin since he worked the bar. None of the guys even bothering to count the cash before putting the money away. “Hey Y/N ? put this in 2 envelopes for Britney and Mariah..they left before getting tipped out “
“Oh! Yeah...I have Jungkook’s money..I told him I would drop it off tonight on my way home. “ Jin shaking the white envelope in his hand.
“Oh by the way if someone name Lisa comes here tomorrow looking for me..I'm not here “ Yoongi yelled out from behind his booth as he packed up his laptop and you all stared back at him..beyond lost..because well he doesn't exactly have the type of job were he can hide.
“Sooo were just going to act like your not in front of the crowd all night orrrrr?” You gazed back at him and he just rolled his eyes in return.
“Well clearly not, so I told her I had a twin...who also is a DJ, but he has a girlfriend and I’m leaving to Korea for the next month..…”
There was a long air of silence that dusted through the room , for second you had to double check Kookie wasn't the one behind the the DJ booth...
“And, saying you just weren’t interested didn't sound appealing...in any..way...” Jimin’s tone was genuinely concerned which only made it funnier to be honest.
“Nahhhh, see she was giving me, crazy “I’m pregnant, and we haven’t even fucked yet vibes...” and I'm just really not in the mood for that right now…” The level of dry crass that Min Yoongi possessed was just..uncanny to be honest, it honestly was a talent.
“Oh.My.God” Namjoon just shook his head in disbelief a he poured himself a shot of Tequila. Jimin handing him a lime, in between finishing up clearing off the bar.
After everyone walked out..Hoseok and Jin pulled down all the gates around the 2nd level entrance locking them before you all headed upstairs to grab your stuff and finally go home.
“Holy fuck...it's literally 10 ...to 3!...I don't even know if I feel like driving.I might pass right out on this bitch..” Taehyung breathed out with a yawn
“Yeah I feel you I’m still use to working crazy ass hours..landin in a city at 2 or 3 am and not being able to sleep for shit!” Jimin plopped down on the couch running his fingers through his hair , pulling his phone out. He was starting to second guess himself...I mean..it felt as though the dynamic hasn't changed though right? Like you still seemed the same..you were still your normal..sassy flirty self it didn't seem awkward.
But then he wondered if you were only doing that around the group..he didn't know how to feel..part of him wondering if he made the wrong decision..crossing that line..the other part of him wanting to walk in your office and do it again. He was also feeling a little guilty because his ...hunger for you felt purely sexual at the moment….and he wasn't sure how to process that.. Glancing over at the bottle of Jameson next to him on the end table..pouring a half glass and taking it straight to the head.
You were in your office, grabbing your stuff to leave..while Jimin sat in the other room with everyone else. Taking your hair out of your bun and running your fingers through it letting out a deep breath. The minute you closed your eyes all you could picture was Jimin..all over you in the back room,the visual alone had your skin ablaze, and heat pooling back in the pit of your stomach. You snapped out of that moment after you heard your phone buzz against the desk.
Park Jimin 2:57AM: Shit..I’m sorry...I really hope I didn't fuck this all up..after what happened tonight..
Staring down at the text..not too sure how to respond..honestly not to sure how you felt…..
You 2:59AM: I’d rather not have this conversation via text...call me tonight ...if you want?
Let me know whatcha think...If you liked it then “Like it” hit up the ask for PART 2/3 updates
UPDATE: I have gone through and put part 2 /3 on private, if this gets enough love I also plan to also re-work and repost...if you've read the original and re-read this..the plot/ storyline hasn't changed.! Just some of the flow a little, like I said this was the first big thing I’d done in almost 4 years! Sooo it just needed a little work, but I didin’t want it to lose any of the original quirks it had so I didin;t change the ACTUAL story!
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STUCKY REC LIST 10/6/18
I realized it’s been a bit since I did a rec list! I link to fics I’ve read and enjoyed over the week in my weekly writing round ups, but I don’t tag those posts as fic recs (it feels a little too self promoting to tag something about my own writing with fic recs, I can’t seem to do it) soooo I feel like it doesn’t count. So here, have a list of fics I highkey recommend right now. They’re all beautiful majestic fics and everyone should read them.
The Heart of a Dying Star by layersofart (layersofsilence), velleities
As ancient legends have it, mighty magical weapons can be forged in the heart of a dying star.
Wanda, driven by her desire to avenge her brother’s death and backed by Hydra and their secret plans, uses ancient magic to knock a star down from the sky.
Halfway across the land, Steve, the Captain of the Avengers Guard, finds a fallen star named Bucky.
Do you want to feel like you’re reading a fairy tale? Because like, this fic feels straight up like reading a fairy tale. It’s wonderful and soft and also like vaguely a Stardust AU while not actually being a Stardust AU and tbh it’s wonderful, just wonderful. Go read it and fall in love with Star!Bucky and total sweetheart Steve Rogers just like I did.
Howitzer by spacebuck
Bucky Barnes, figure skating champion, is forced to switch his skates for hockey ones when he leaves for college. Problem is, he's never played hockey before, and now he has to be good enough to get the scholarship he needs. Enter Steve Rogers, Carter University Men's Hockey player, who's decided that he'd do anything to get this guy on his team.
Cue five am runs, overwhelming classes, new friends, plenty of snow, and a sport that's fast becoming a way of life.
This fic has been on my To-Read List for approximately six thousand years, and part of me regrets not reading it sooner while the other is really glad I waited because I was reading it while having a rough week and guys, it was like the cure to my overdramatic issues that week. I like hockey a decent amount because it’s dudes being mildly homoerotic on ice and I find nothing bad about that, but I don’t really know about hockey, y’know? And after reading this I felt like I knew about hockey, which was a pretty fantastic experience tbh. I haven’t felt that feel since my fave fic back in Bandom days left me super interested in rugby for a while. Also the relationship between Steve and Bucky in this is fucking beautiful, and the descriptions of the games left me feeling incredibly invested in them and the author deserves literally all the love for that.
What's left behind by Niitza
The thing was, after waking up in that new century, that strange future where nothing and no one was the same, not even himself, it had never occurred to Steve to wonder again if the effects of the serum were permanent.
Catch me outside perpetually screaming about this fic. It’s told in chunks of 200 words and while I found myself inevitably wanting more of every chunk it also worked so well for this fic and is also something I admire because while I believe in brevity, I also have absolutely zero self control and if a scene wanted to be 500 words I’d end up writing 500 words. It’s just, it’s SO GOOD, and if you’re like, super bad at focusing like I am the way it’s told is a surefire way of catching attention and sucking in. It’s just really beautiful and wonderful and I recommend that you don’t take my word for it and go read it to find out for yourself.
Keep the Torch Lit by thepartyresponsible
“Logan,” Charles says, delicately. “Do you know the whereabouts of the Winter Soldier?”
“Nope,” Logan lies, easy as anything. “Haven’t heard a damn thing, Chuck.”
“Logan,” Charles says, “have you forgotten I’m a telepath?”
“Well,” Logan says, a little less pleasantly, “I sure forgot you’re a Goddamn nosy son of a bitch.”
Listen, okay, this fic is not Stucky, at least not technically. Technically it’s Logan/Bucky with past Steve/Bucky but like even the Logan/Bucky isn’t really the focus and if you want to (like me) it’s definitely possible to read future Stucky into this fic. also this is my rec list and I do what I want ya’ll. The focus on this isn’t the shipping, and tbh that’s what makes it so glorious. The focus is on the goddamn glorious motherfuckin Wolverine, aka the love of my life since I was a wee lass watching the x-men animated series back in the 90s and falling facefirst into simultaneous crushes on both Logan and Rogue. Biromanticism ya’ll, it started early. This fic is hysterical. Logan’s voice is so spot on and so very LOGAN that every line manages to be grumpy and hysterical and also reveal that hidden layer of just caring too much that I really believe is like, the true hallmark of a well written Logan. He doesn’t want to care, but he does care, and that’s like the crux of all his issues y’know? That’s why he takes in asshole super soldier assassins that half the world is after when they give the shitty reason of ‘war buddies, you gotta.’
I could write several paragraphs on my epic love for this fic but I feel like the biggest reason to read it that I can give is that I’ve now read it three times and as a person who barely ever reads things even twice, that’s a huge thing for me. Also it has an appearance of a Charles who’s kinda a dick and tbh that’s how I love my Charles.
ALL OF THAT BEING SAID, if you can stand Bucky being even hinted at being with someone other than Steve, and if you don’t for some strange reason hate Wolverine (which if you do, who hurt you????) then go read this fic. It’s 4400 words of fucking brilliance.
Baby You Should Stick Around by neenya, nephropsis
If somebody had told Steve he and Bucky would end up raising Bucky's clone as their son, he'd probably have- wait, no, he wouldn't have done anything, because nobody would ever have said that.
And yet. Here they are.
Listen, this is one of those fics that I opened up expecting something fun and lighthearted and y’know, just a normal kidfic. What I got was 33k of a seriously beautifully written fic that gave me some seriously intense feelings. It was not what I expected whatsoever and it was all the better for that. I, personally, need to occasionally open up something I don’t expect to make me feel and then experience all the feelings because I am in the words of my former therapist ‘a shaken up soda bottle, building up pressure and just waiting to explode.’ True story. MY PERSONAL ISSUES ASIDE, this is beautiful and sad at times but with like, a really wonderful ending that made me feel A LOT OF THINGS. (The point of this is that this fic made me feel a lot of things. Like just, a lot of things. So many things) And there is this certain quality to the writing, at least to me, that really lets you feel the fact that Steve is having Issues and Steve is not realizing these Issues, and because of that he’s not able to be entirely present in this life that he has with Bucky. It’s wonderfully unique, and wonderfully written, and while not one I can reread super often (because of those aforementioned FEELINGS) it is seriously such a quality piece of work and one I’d somehow never stumbled upon despite it being written four years ago.
Black Dog by leveragehunters (Monkeygreen)
So long ago the details were lost to time, people began creating guardians of the dead. They were made from dogs, dogs who were buried in graveyards before anyone was laid to rest, their spirits arising as black dogs, bound protectors of the human dead.
Steve had always wondered what would happen after he died. He hadn't expected the answer to be 'wake up in the cemetery he'd been buried in', but here he was, some kind of ghost, and he could see the trees through his hands. It wasn't so bad, and he wasn't alone—a sleek black dog, golden eyes glowing bright, was happily waiting to greet him.
Decades later, on what was supposed to be a quiet, peaceful, definitely-not-life-changing walk through the woods, Bucky stumbled across an abandoned cemetery and into the impossible.
(It's a ghost story and a love story and a story about dogs.)
I’ve talked about my love for absolutely everything leveragehunters writes, I know I have, but oh my god, Black Dog hits it out of the goddamn park. There’s A GOOD DOG! AND STEVE IS A GOOD DOG EVEN THOUGH HE’S NOT REALLY A DOG! And Laika! I GENUINELY CRIED OVER LAIKA! And I DON’T OFTEN CRY OVER FICS!! I just, this was so beautiful and there’s always something so special about leveragehunters’ world building in their urban fantasy and magical realism fics in that it never feels heavy handed, never feels like I’m getting a bunch of info dumped on my head, but I always leave the fic feeling like I’ve seen this brand new world and understood it in the way the characters do even if that world is just a little bit left of the one we’re in now.
Also this is just a really good, nice fic to read while curled up with one’s dogs so y’know, if you’ve got dogs, definitely have them nearby to love on while you read this. It makes the experience like 1000x better.
despite the threatening sky and shuddering earth (they remained) by praximeter (Zimario)
“They really didn’t want the mask to come off.” Hill thumbed through the scans, and pulled out a film that she then handed over to Sam, face mostly expressionless but for the flat line of her pursed lips.
Sam accepted the film and held it up to the light, angling so both he and Steve could see it, squinting at the outline of the Winter Soldier’s skull, and the blips of unnatural white that showed up, God, in his brain, not to mention about half his teeth, plus the mask, with its thin protrusions—
“Those are pins,” Steve realized. He looked over at Hill. “The mask—it’s nailed to his face.”
Hill’s face was as unmoved as ever. “Like I said. They really didn’t want it coming off.”
Picture me screaming like a pterodactyl every time I even think of this fic. I kept seeing this fic, kept seeing it recced everywhere, kept scrolling by, kept seeing it recced by people who’s work I love and read and admire, and KEPT SCROLLING. And then finally, finally I decided to devote myself to 70k of what I assumed would be a lot of emotional pain. I was right. This was painful to read, the parts in Bucky’s pov especially so, but it was also so, so, sooo very good. I found myself clicking to the next chapter as quickly as I could and wanting to sink right back into it if I had to go do something. It’s just, it’s so good, and if by some chance you haven’t read it yet do yourself a favor and don’t be like me and keep scrolling past it.
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How did this happen? - Part 8
Word count: 3,473
Players: Tyler Seguin, Jamie Benn, Alexander Radulov, Ben Bishop, the rest of the Dallas Stars (mentioned)
Other people: Ashlyn, Katie
Warnings: cussing
Authors note: Yay part 8! I just keep writing and writing this series! haha I keep having ideas which I’m happy about its been easy to write these parts. I hope to have more parts out tomorrow if not earlier than that, depending on if I get a chance to write more tonight or not :)
Hope you all enjoy it!!
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 6.5 Part 7 Part 9
It had been a few days since Tyler had stayed the night to take care of me when I was sick. I was feeling better, thankful that it was just a 48 hour bug of some sort. However I felt horrible because I'm pretty sure I passed it on to Tyler because he was sniffling this morning before he headed off to the pregame practice. He said that he was fine and it was just allergies but I didn't believe him.
We had made it to the AAC a little early and I met up with Katie and Ashlyn outside of the locker room. We said goodbye to the boys before heading up to our suite, like we always did for home games. The season was coming to an end and sadly the boys weren't going to make playoffs this year, but I was happy they were going to get some time off to relax. I was going to miss going to games all the time, but there was always next season.
The first period had gone by pretty quickly, the boys scoring one goal to put us in the lead. We had hung out in the suite, eating the food we had ordered before heading back down to our glass seats just when the boys had come back out on the ice. I looked over and saw Tyler, gasping when I did. He looked like hell and there was no way that I thought he should be playing right now.
"They probably wont put him in too much if he really doesn't feel too well," Katie said.
I shook my head knowing that wasn't true and he was going to go out and play no matter what. I sighed and watched as half the period went by. He was doing fine and had even gotten two chances to score, sadly the goalie saving all of them though. The boys were on our side of the ice getting ready for a face off. Tyler was standing by waiting for the puck to be sent over to him so he could push it out of our zone. Jamie won the face off and the puck went straight to Tyler, he hit the puck, sending it out of the zone, and everyone chased after it. He had started to follow their lead before slowing down, bending over and putting his hands on his knees.
I stood up, worried what was going on. Just as the other two girls stood up with me his legs caved under him and he fell to the ice.
"Oh my god," I said, not sure what to do.
"Come on," Katie said, grabbing my arm and she rushed me up the stairs and brought me to where the tunnel lead out to the ice.
By the time I got over by the bench the medical trainers were out on the ice, checking on him. He was awake now but still laying there. The paramedics had been brought out and were getting ready to put him on the board.
"Jamie!" Katie called.
Jamie turned around and saw me standing there, my eyes wide with worry. He skated over and opened the door, grabbing my arm as I stepped out onto the ice.
"He's gonna be okay," Jamie said as he escorted me across the ice, following the paramedics and Tyler. "He said he didn't feel well earlier but he decided to play anyways. We will meet you at the hospital later okay? Text me and Katie when you get there," he said as we hit the other side and I stepped off the ice.
"Thank you," I said and he smiled at me, skating back over to the bench.
I had driven today so I rushed out to the parking lot and got into my car, pulling up behind the ambulance as it headed out onto the road. I followed it all the way to the hospital, worried about what was going on with Tyler.
I parked in the guest parking of the hospital, losing sight of the ambulance so now I was going to have to find out where he was at. I rushed inside, going to the front desk and asking if the nurse knew where he was. She searched the computer but said that it probably wasn't entered in yet as he just arrived. She told me to take a seat in the waiting room and she would let me know when it popped up on the system.
I sighed, the waiting room was thankfully pretty empty so I wasn't worried that it would take long, but I hated not knowing if he was okay or not. After about 10 minutes she called me back up to the front desk and told me what room number he was in and how to get there. I thanked her and walked quickly over there.
I opened the door to his room, not expecting to see that Brianna was already there. How the hell had she beaten me here when I got here the same time that he did? I shook my head and walked in, not caring if she was here I needed to make sure he was okay.
"Brooke," Tyler smiled as he saw me walk into the room.
"Hey," I breathed out and walked over to the other side of his bed. He reached out his hand and I took it in mine and rubbed the back of it with my thumb. "How are you feeling?" I asked.
"A little better," he said said, showing me that he had an IV. "They said I passed out because of dehydration and over working myself," he said rolling his eyes.
"Tyler Paul Seguin," I shook my head and sat in the chair next to his bed, still holding his hand.
He chuckled at the use of his full name. "I'm fine Brooke I promise," he smiled at me, completely ignoring that Brianna was still in the room.
"You scared the hell out of me," I said, pushing his hair out of his face. It had started getting long but I liked it, he was cute like that.
"I'm sorry," he said softly.
"Hey but I got to walk across the ice, so now thousands of people have seen me... so that's.. lovely," I laughed.
"So that was you behind me?" he asked and I nodded.
"Jamie brought me over so I could follow the ambulance over here," I said and he just nodded.
I could see that his eyes were getting heavy, he was clearly very tired.
"Ty, take a nap," I said softly.
He just nodded as his eyes closed fully, and he fell asleep. I sighed and sat back against the chair, my hand still holding his. I looked up to where Brianna had been standing but she was gone now. I hadn't even heard the door open and close, but I didn't really think much about it.
I pulled my phone out and texted everyone to let them know that he was okay and taking a nap right now. An hour later Jamie, Rads, Katie, and Ashlyn showed up to the hospital as Tyler was waking up. They visited for a little bit and then the nurse came in and said he was free to go home, prescribing him some medication for the flu he had and discharged him.
I drove Tyler home and gave him his medicine. I grabbed a glass of water, and a box of tissues, before I helped Tyler upstairs and into his bed. I placed the water and tissues on the bedside table and went back downstairs to take the boys outside for the last time tonight.
When I came back inside I went back upstairs to check on Tyler once more before I went back to my apartment. He was laying in bed with the TV on quietly. He looked over to me and gave me a sleepy half smile.
I walked over to the bed and sat on the edge, feeling his forehead. He felt cooler now which was good.
"I'm gonna head home so you can get some rest," I said softly. He looked over to me and shook his head. "No?" I laughed.
"Stay?" he asked and I sighed, knowing that there was no way I was going to tell him no.
"Alright," I said and crawled in next to him.
Tyler turned onto his side and rested his head on my chest. I smiled and wrapped my left arm around him, rubbing his back while my other hand ran through his hair mindlessly. He had turned his head to watch TV for a little while before quickly passing out, pressed up against my side and his head laying on my chest. I didn't mind holding him this time, actually I liked it. I was enjoying that he needed to be held and I was the one who got to do it.
I wasn't in the most comfortable position but it was good enough. And if I woke up with a stiff neck, I would survive because this was worth it.
(Tyler's POV)
It had been 3 days since I had passed out during the game. The doctor had cleared me to go back to practice but just wanted to make sure that I took it easy. I was pretty much over the flu at this point and felt fine so I was glad to be back with my boys.
I had been one of the first people to show up to practice this morning, which was kind of rare usually Jamie was here before me, but I decided to take a second to answer some messages. I opened my phone, seeing I had a few notifications.
Brooke: Hey I'm glad you're feeling better, but please take it easy. I don't want to visit you in the hospital again. 💜
Me: I will, I promise. Hope you have a good day at work! Text me later during your break ❤️
I kept scrolling through my messages, expecting to find one from Brianna but I hadn't heard from her since the night I was in the hospital. It was nice that she had come to make sure I was okay, but she left without saying goodbye which was a little odd. I clicked on her contact name and started to text her.
I was so involved with what I was doing I hadn't noticed that Jamie had sat next to me and saw what I was doing.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Jamie said, grabbing the phone out of my hands.
"Well I was trying to contact Brianna. I haven't seen her since she was at the hospital the other day but she didn't say bye."
"Are you blind or just stupid?" Jamie asked, standing up now. I stood up in front of him not enjoying being talked down to. "You left a date," he continued "to take care of Brooke when she was sick, and she went straight to the hospital when you passed out at the game. You wanted her there and ignored Brianna, or whatever her name is. Can't you see that there's clearly something between you and her and there's nothing between you and Brianna?" He said and tossed my phone down to my bench.
At this point a lot of the other guys had started arriving as well and over heard Jamie yelling at me. A lot of them were nodding their heads but I decided to ignore them.
"Jamie I'm not ready to settle down." The words came out of my mouth before I could even process them.
He crosses his arms over his chest and looked at me for a minute. "What?" he asks almost like he didn't hear me.
"I'm not ready to settle down. Brooke is different than the other girls and I'm not ready for that."
"So that answers my question, you are in fact an idiot."
"No Jamie I'm being serious right now. Brooke is my best friend and I want her to stay my best friend for the rest of my life. She means the world to me but I'm scared that if I pursued something with her everything is going to change and I'll lose her."
Jamie shook his head and got in my face, his voice lower than normal. "If you don't act on this soon, you are going to lose her anyways. Someone else is going to take advantage of you not going for it because you are scared to lose your fun times with fake girls. Look around at this room Tyler. Look at all of the guys in here that are married or in a committed relationship. Do we look miserable because we only get to have sex with one person? No. So stop being stupid because I'm not going to sit here feeling bad for you while you beat yourself up when you lose your chance," he said and walked away.
"Honestly, Segs, the sex is better when you're with that person anyways," Bish said as he walked by me to head out to the ice.
I sat down in my stall and looked down to my phone. I picked it up and deleted the message I had started typing to Brianna and shut it off, throwing it in my bag before I started to get ready for practice.
(Brooke's POV)
The end of the season had come and gone. Tyler and I were both back to full health and he had left to go visit his family. Sadly both of his grandparents had passed away and he was going to attend the funeral. After he had spent some time with family he had booked himself a trip to go to Mexico with a couple friends. I was kind of surprised that he didn't try and invite me, but also not surprised since he knew that I had to work sadly.
I was enjoying seeing his Instagram stories and snapchats he was sending me from the beaches and him playing golf with the guys. What I wasn't enjoying seeing was him hanging out with random girls from down there. I was trying to ignore it, knowing that was what happened on trips like that but it still bugged me.
I hung out with Jamie and Katie a few times before they headed off on their trip to Ireland, which honestly super jealous they were getting to go there. But Katie promised to send me lots of pictures, so I guess that was okay.
After the trip to Mexico Tyler had went to go visit with Adam Cracknell. I had been on my break at work when I saw that he had posted another Instagram story. I gasped happily when I saw that it was him and baby Lynde. It was so cute I was dying at how sweet he was with her. It made my heart melt and I watched it probably 5 more times before I had to get back to work. That was the side of Tyler that I liked seeing. (video here). And of course the next day he posted another two videos with Lynde. (videos here)
Ashlyn had sent me a message from Russia asking me if I had seen them. Of course I had seen them, like 10 times. She gushed about it saying how cute it was and teased saying that someday that would be my baby. I just laughed and shook my head.
I had gotten out of work a little while ago and headed over to Tyler's house to let the boys out and feed them. I was in the middle of getting them some ice water since it had gotten hot again when my phone started to ring. I looked over and saw that Tyler was trying to facetime me.
I put the water bowl down on the floor and picked up my phone, answering it.
Tyler and Lynde's face popped up on my screen and I smiled.
"Hi!" I said and waved at them.
Lynde giggled and waved back.
"Hey, we just wanted to say hi. And Lynde wanted to see the puppies," he said, smiling.
"Aww well they are eating right now," I smiled and knelt down on the floor and turned the phone towards the puppies. Lynde squealed when she saw the puppies which made Tyler and I both laugh.
We talked for a little while and he told me that he was going to be coming home in a couple days, which I was excited about. I was glad to finally have someone to hang out with again. I didn't really know many other people around here besides the people I worked with but I hadn't gotten super close with any of them yet so we didn't spend time together outside of work. All of the people that I was friends with were the guys from the team and the WAGs but they were all gone so I was just mostly hanging out with the pups lately.
Tyler had come home a few days later and we spent some time together which was nice. Until a girl that he had been with before came into town and asked if they could hang out, which for some reason he said yes to. I wasn't exactly sure why he was giving her the attention since from what he had told me she cheated on him, but then I saw what she looked like and it made sense.
So now here I was alone in my apartment, watching one of the Golden Knights playoff games while he was out with her. At least last time Katie, Jamie, and Ashlyn were here to distract me but this time they were all in different countries and time zones. They all had been sending me pictures of their trips and there was no way I was going to ruin it by telling them that Tyler was being stupid with one of his exs.
Over the last week Tyler had been coming to me all the time, asking me what he should say to her, and what it meant when she had said a certain thing. I was getting sick of hearing about it but I wanted to be the supportive friend so I just dealt with it. She was apparently too busy to hang out tonight so he decided that he had time to hang out with me again, obviously the second choice. Again.
At this point I wasn't upset anymore I was more pissed off. But I wanted to see him so I stopped by our favorite restaurant before I headed home to get some takeout for us. When I walked into the restaurant I was not expecting to see her there, but to see her here with another guy wasn't surprising to me at all. I just shook my head and half laughed to myself while I walked over to the counter.
"Hey Brooke," Kyle smiled as he placed my takeout bag up on the counter. I had come in here often enough that they knew me and Tyler by name now, and our favorite booth.
"Hey Kyle," I smiled back as I handed him my card. "Do you know who that is over there by any chance?" I asked, pointing over to the guy who was sitting across from her.
"Hmm no but I know they made reservations I could.. look I guess if you wanted?"
"No I don't want to get you in trouble," I said as he handed me the receipt for me to sign.
"Brooke.. I own the place I'm not going to get myself in trouble," he laughed and started to flip through the books.
"True.." I laughed and slid the receipt back across the counter and pulled my takeout over to me.
"His name is Ryan Adams," he said and closed the book. "Why?"
"Well I know the girl he is with.. was curious if it was a family member of hers or not, but guessing by the last name, it's not."
Kyle nodded, understanding where I was getting at with that. "Well whoever she is actually suppose to be with, hopefully gets away from her. Because this is the second guy she has been in here with in the past week."
"Oh really?" I laughed "Shocker. Thanks Kyle," I smiled and grabbed my takeout bag. "See ya later! Have a good night."
"You too Brooke. Tell Tyler I said hi," he said and waved.
"I will," I said as I walked out the door and got into my car.
Tyler was probably not going to believe me but I had to tell him. I wouldn't be a real best friend if I didn't.
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Upon request, here is a fic rec of fluffy bottom Louis fics. Happy reading!
Update as of January 2019: This rec list has been updated! New fics that have been added are marked with a 🍑 emoji.
1) Pinkies Never Lie: A Christmas Drabble | Explicit | 4009 words | 🍑
Note: This fic is a sequel to this fic.
Between the baked goods required for holiday parties and the endless stream of Christmas card photoshoots, December is always a challenging month for Harry at work. That's why this year, Louis came up with a brilliant plan to take his mind off things.
2) In That Bright White Noise | Explicit | 5060 words
Blind dates are usually destined to go terribly, so Louis doesn't exactly trust his friends when they say they've set him up with Gemma's younger brother, Harry, at an evening bonfire they're attending. Luckily, Harry's much hotter and kinder than Louis thought he'd be, which is a relief. He's also really fucking good at sex, which is just a wonderful bonus.
3) Just Like Live Wires | Explicit | 5427 words
Harry climbs into Louis' bed when he's cold. Louis pines.
4) Snow Sweet | Mature | 7111 words | 🍑
Note: This fic is a sequel to this fic.
Christmas On Stylish Apples Orchard, A Slice/Bite of Life.
5) Casting Lines | Explicit | 7554 words
Amidst the noise - the dog whining, Jamie's shrieking, Evie's giggles and bird noises, and Daniel asking loudly, again, about ice-skating - Louis leans in to press a kiss to Harry's smiling mouth. "Hi."
Harry doesn't loosen his grip on Evie's ankles where they hang over his shoulders, but he kisses Louis back and murmurs a quiet, "Hey, love."
6) Raised on Rhythm and Blues | Explicit | 8034 words
Note: This fic has mentions of BH.
“That look on your face makes me think you’re not cooking me spaghetti fast enough,” Louis announces as he walks back into the kitchen. Harry knows exactly where Zoe gets her habits from.
“Cooking for my two beautiful and insanely intelligent children, not for the weird bloke that sleeps in my bed and eats all my food,” Harry answers, tilting his head and wondering if he should add more sauce.
7) Cease the Day | Explicit | 8195 words
In which 1D Day takes on a whole new meaning.
Instead of a seven hour livestream, the One Direction team deem it more profitable to offer an entire day spent with any one member of the band for the highest bidder. What happens when the same buyer wins both Louis and Harry for a day?
8) Tattooed Heart | Explicit | 10035 words | 🍑
Note: This fic is a sequel to this fic.
“Is that fucking real?”
Harry grins. “Feel for yourself.”
A curious hand comes to trace over Harry’s chest, sighing in awe. “Harry.”
He watches him as he does it and wishes he had a camera on him, because the sight of Louis’ dainty hand caressing the beautiful L written in intricate cursive right over Harry’s heart has to be the single greatest thing he’s ever seen.
“Like it?” he asks.
“Harry,” Louis repeats, suddenly digging his thumb into the skin as if it was going to disappear at any second—it wasn’t, something Harry’s tattoo artist made sure of. “That’s—that’s permanent.”
“You’re permanent,” Harry replies, simple as can be.
9) Gay Happy Meetings (When Friends Come To Call) | Mature | 13951 words | 🍑
Note: This fic is a sequel to this fic.
The one where Louis' birthday and Christmas are filled with one too many surprises.
10) Symptoms Of The Culture | Explicit | 14612 words | 🍑
Harry's fraternity has become obsessed with the newest online game, and they'd like to think they're getting pretty good at it. Only, they keep getting killed by The Rogue, an online player who has no connection to the Frat, but seems to have a vendetta against them.
11) Don’t Put Out The Glow | Not Rated | 15007 words | 🍑
The one where Louis picks up the wrong bag on his way to Paris.
12) Dreams Can’t Take The Place Of Loving You | Explicit | 15496 words | 🍑
Harry’s watching Louis as he stands on a ladder, paint covering his arms and dripping down his legs a bit, when it occurs to him just how bare Louis’ fingers look. He knows exactly what should go there, too, but the thought of doing so sets his nerves spinning.
13) I Put A Spell On You | Explicit | 17525 words | 🍑
Note: This fic has mentions of BH.
A BBC/Secret Santa mashup featuring Captain Niall, our intrepid weatherman/amateur matchmaker, rather clueless sports reporter Liam, charming political analyst Zayn, and cheeky entertainment reporter Louis. Harry is the new fashion correspondent who prefers to dress like a flamingo. And pining. There’s a lot of pining.
14) In a World Like This | Explicit | 19980 words
Just when Louis' given up on love, Niall makes him download Tinder. He's skeptical but he goes along with it. Nothing could have prepared him for the moment he swipes right for Cute Boy in his class.
Or when Cute Boys swipes right too.
And it's an instant match.
15) Then We Talk Slow | Explicit | 20493 words
A famous/non-famous AU in which Louis banters back and forth with his new record company on Twitter, only to find out that Harry is the man behind the tweets.
16) I Wanna Be More Than Friends | Not Rated | 20721 words | 🍑
The one where Harry’s an alpha with no sense of smell, Louis’ an omega who isn’t allowed to scent his best friend, and that’s all they’ll ever be. Obviously.
17) Love Like Wildfire | Explicit | 21774 words
Louis was an Omega and a Prefect. Harry was an Alpha and a little rascal. They were mates, drawn to each other since they first met in the Hogwarts Express. They worked well like that, or at least they tried, which only made their relationship way more interesting.
18) Middle Ground | Explicit | 23561 words | 🍑
Harry moves to a new town for work where he meets the enigma that is Louis Tomlinson.
19) Let Me Make A Thing Of Cream and Stars | Explicit | 24914 words
It doesn't explain why he's lying on the floor, with Harry Styles, of all people, planking on top of him.
As in, seventeenth most influential person in London, pop-star-turned-rock-star Harry Styles. The same Harry Styles who has had countless model girlfriends, left, right and centre. Also the same Harry Styles who has been the subject of Louis' wet dreams since he was about eighteen.
20) A Whole New World | Not Rated | 24967 words | 🍑
Louis has moved into his new apartment to start his new job as a teacher. Things would be great. If only his arsehole neighbour didn't wake him up every morning by playing piano.
21) Whether Clouds or Clear Skies | Explicit | 25861 words
Louis gets into the habit of stealing baked goods while Harry’s busy keeping tabs on the weather.
22) Always Come Back To You | Explicit | 28862 words
“I’ll do it,” Harry offers brightly. No one even blinks. “I’ll do it?”
Louis sighs irritably. “Shut up,” he orders, tossing a pillow in the general direction of Harry’s face. This is a terrible time for jokes, especially Harry’s lame, old people ones.
Not that it was an old people joke. Just that most of the time Harry’s jokes consist of knock-knocks or terrible puns. The type of jokes old people like, Louis’ pretty sure. His nan always finds them hilarious when Harry tells her one.
Harry bats the pillow out of the air without even blinking. “Be reasonable, Lou,” he says in his most reasonable voice.
Louis is perfectly reasonable, thank you very much, and he’s also frustrated and upset and tired and he really wants to punch something. Maybe he should have held on to that pillow a little longer.
“You’re not gonna fucking do it,” he snaps. “That’s the last thing I need.”
23) Can’t Fool Me | Explicit | 30162 words
AU where Louis hates fraternities and would never be into a frat boy. And one of these things is definitely not a lie.
24) The List | Mature | 32094 words
In the weeks that follow, Harry opens his old journal more than he has in the past two years each time he remembers Venice or thinks about Louis. He always flips to the same random page in the middle of the book, marked by the picture of himself that Louis sent him a few days after they got home. There’s a message on the back that says, ‘Spontaneous looks good on you! See you soon,’ and it makes Harry’s chest warm each time he reads it. He wedges their list out from between the worn pages, and it feels silly staring down at a folded up piece of paper with a strange sense of nostalgia for experiences they’ve yet to have; for places they’ve never even been.
25) I Know How To Whisk (But Teach Me Anyway) | Mature | 32111 words | 🍑
The one in which banana bread just might make Louis change his mind about soulmates.
26) All The Right Moves | Explicit | 32264 words
This is the third game in a row that Harry has been distracted by the noisy boy in the stands, five rows back.
There’s really no reason that he should feel compelled to stare into the audience as frequently as he is, but he can’t help it. This boy is a nuisance. And he’s loud. Even from basketball court with nine other players running by him, shoes squeaking on the shiny hardwood floor, and thousands of cheering college students, Harry can hear this boy nearly shrieking, his laugh more like a cackle than anything.
It’s seriously obnoxious.
27) A Rhythm In Rush | Explicit | 40010 words
Harry is a WWF journalist with big dreams and Louis is a glaciologist that flies helicopters for fun. Greenland is an odd place to spend Christmas, but just maybe, the perfect place to fall headfirst into love.
28) Roots | Explicit | 43233 words
There aren’t many things that make Harry Styles nervous. He’s spent the past couple of years on and off various stages, filled with screaming fans, all chanting his name, loud and adoring. He’s done countless interviews, some even on live, national television, never faltering over his words, answers meticulously planned out, smooth and steady. He’s signed countless autographs, taken just as many photos, and even when he sat in his label’s studio, waiting to see how high up on the charts his single made it, he didn’t feel uneasy or uncomfortable. It’s all been unbelievably fun. No, there aren’t many things that make Harry Styles nervous.
Enter Louis Tomlinson.
29) Tangled Up In You | Explicit | 45152 words
Harry blinks once. And blinks again. And says, his voice dangerous: “Niall, did you get me a mail-order bride?”
Because what the actual fuck. It kind of looks like Niall’s just purchased a person. For Harry.
Niall blinks back at him for a few moments, before throwing his head back and howling with laughter. Harry throws a pillow at him. Hard. “No, what the fuck, Harry.”
“A prostitute then?” Harry also doesn't want a prostitute.
“Of course not!”
“A stripper?”
“No!”
Damn, he’s running out of ideas. He settles for launching another pillow at Niall’s head. Niall bats it away easily, still laughing. “Stop!”
“What did you get me, then?!” Niall must hear the tinge of hysteria in his voice, because he’s pulling himself together, trying to stop himself from laughing.
There’s still a big grin on his face, though, when he says, “I got you a professional cuddler.”
A professional…what. “What?”
30) I Found A Love For Me (Darling Just Dive Right In) | Explicit | 46652 words | Sequel | 🍑
Louis, an omega with very little control. Harry, an alpha with a lot of emotion. Neither of them have any idea what do to with this little thing called love, but they'll be damned if they don't put up a good fight.
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Yuri and Victor’s Night Alone
When he stepped into the rink, nothing else mattered. The world fell away and all he could see was the ice. It glistened like diamonds, smooth as water. When he stepped onto it, he felt at peace. His skates were sharpened, his mind was clear. He slid onto the rink with ease, having done it a thousand times before. He didn’t feel nervous when he was alone. This was where he was supposed to be.
“Yuri!” Victors caressing voice filled his head and a deep blush set in. Even after all this time, he still blushed whenever Victor called his name. or whenever Victor spoke to him, or touch him, or-“Yuri!” Victor interrupted again. He turned, seeing his grey haired Russian leaning over the plastic divider that separates the spectators and the skaters. He had a ferocious look in his eyes, his beautiful sea foam green eyes. Yuri moved almost on instinct towards him. His heart thudded heavy in his chest and he had to remember they weren’t at home, he had to be reserved here. Although they were the only ones here, he didn’t reserve the rink today. So anyone could come through those doors.
“What?” Victor grabbed his hands, and the warm pressure of skin against skin made Yuri’s heart skip yet again. He took a deep breathe, trying to calm his racing thoughts. Just a moment ago he was at peace, calm and collected. Now he felt like a school girl with a crush.
“Yuri, I have the most amazing news!” Victor squeezed his hands tighter and leaned in. His silver hair fell in front of his eyes and he lowered his long full lashes and leaned in close to Yuri’s ear. He could feel his breathe, hot, against his skin and his whole body trembled with pleasure. Having Victor this close, even after all this time, still made him excited. He waited, impatiently, for Victor to say his news, all the while wanting nothing more then to tear his clothes off. “We get the house to ourselves tonight.” Yuri’s blush returned, and his whole body flushed with heat at Victors enticing words. When Yuri moved in with Victor last spring, he never expected they would have visitors so often. Because they were always traveling, they hardly every stayed there. but when they did, there was always someone staying too. Yurio basically moved in, and since Yurio was there all the time, so was Otabek. Chris visited often too, and Minako when she could get away from the studio. Phichit would visit when he’s in Hasetsu. The house was always so full, not that he could complain. Growing up he never had many friends, so it was nice having so many people around. But it would also be nice to spend more alone time with Victor. Even since the Grande Prix last year, their lives were so busy with practices, they hardly got to see each other. Even though they were training together, their lives were dedicated solely to the next Grande Prix event. So hearing Victor say the house would be empty tonight was probably the best news he’d heard all year.
“That is amazing!” Yuri said. Victor leaned back and smirked. “So, u-uh, what did you have in mind?” He couldn’t help but still be nervous around his former coach. Especially about things like this, where he had every little experience. Victors had dozens of lovers, and He has has one. Victor.
“Well,” Victor ran his hands through his hair, knowing how much Yuri loved when he did that, and said, “I thought perhaps we could start off with some dinner, perhaps salmon, then maybe dessert? The end the night with fucking. You like the idea, no?”
Yuri felt his whole body blushing now. He wasn’t used to such bold talk, it still made him uncomfortable. Victor stood there, tall and gorgeous, knowing how much he was making Yuri quiver.
“Uh, y-yes, yes that sounds good.” Victor clapped his hands, laughing now.
“Good! Finish practice and i’ll get started on dinner. Be home around 6. And don’t be late!” He was about to go but Yuri felt too anxious to let him leave yet. He grabbed Victors wrist and with a surprised look on his face, he leaned in and kissed him, hard. He grabbed the back of Victors neck and his other hand wrapped securely around his waist. Victor sank into the kiss, the surprise wearing off. He wrapped his hands around Yuri’s waist and they kissed for what seemed an eternity, yet it wasn’t long enough.
The doors to their right swung open and the sounds of young kids voices filled the rink. They broke apart, both breathing heavily and flushed with lust. Victor ran his thumb along Yuri’s bottom lip and smiled. He didn’t have to say anything, Yuri could tell what he was thinking. He was happy.
When Victor had left, Yuri continued with his practice. Now that the rink was filling up, he didn’t feel at peace. He felt nervous. He hated when people watching him skate, especially when he was trying out some new, more complex jumps. He landed hard on his ass each time, not even close to nailing them. But there was still a few more weeks before the competition so he had plenty of time to train. For now, he would focus on trying to land them better. He wanted to show Victor his new jumps before the competition started. Victor was his number one supporter, and he would be proud of him. He liked making Victor proud. He liked making Victor happy, too.
When he finished changing out of his skates, he walked past Yuuko on his way out. She sprang up from behind the counter, always in such a good mood.
“Where those new moves you were working on?” He handed her his skates and nodded, blushing. “I can’t wait to see you nail them. Are you nervous about competing again? You’re up against Victor, right?”
“Yeah, it’ll be strange. I’ve gotten so used to Victor being behind the ice, but i’ve always wanted to skate on the same ice as him. And now more then ever, I want to prove to him that I can win.”
“Well tell Victor I say hi and i’m looking forward to seeing you guys compete.” Yuuko has always been a big support to him, he needed that now. He was nervous about taking the ice against Victor, its been so long since he’s compete with him. Although, he’s never been in the same league as Victor until last year.
He walked home with thoughts of last years Grande Prix swimming in his head. He forgot to check the time until he was walking through the door.
He dropped his bag and took off his shoes. He could hear Victor in the kitchen, humming the tune of his favorite composer. He glanced up and saw it was almost six fifteen. Damn. He should have been more careful. Victor had a big issue with being on time.
“Victor, I’m home!” He called. Victor stopped humming and suddenly he was in front of him, throwing his arms around his neck. “Oomf.” Yuri stumbled back, but then returned the embrace.
“I’ve missed you,” He purred, gripping Yuri harder against his chest. Yuri smiled, kissing his cheek.
“I’ve missed you, too.” Victor let him go but kept hold of his hand, brining him into the kitchen. “it smells good.”
“Come, sit. It’s almost ready. I’ve made miso salmon for us, and theres wine that needs to be poured.” Yuri sat down and poured the wine as Victor ordered and a moment later, Victor came out of the kitchen with two plates of miso salmon. It smelled delicious.
“Victor, you didn’t have to go through all of this.”
“Nonsense, its not everyday we have the house to ourselves.” Yuri couldn’t argue that. He started to eat. The salmon was delicious, so fresh and seasoned with zesty flavor. Victor was a god on the ice and in the kitchen. He could feel Victors eyes on him as he ate and when he glanced up, Victor was grinning.
“What?” He said with a mouthful of rice.
“You look so cute when you eat. it’s like the world drops away and it’s just you and your food. Little piggy.” Yuri rolled his eyes. he hated when Victor called him that.
“I have three great loves in my life, skating, food, and you.” It was a little corny, but Victor brought that out in him. He’s never been in love before, but he knew he loved Victor. He never met anyone who could make him so happy, so giddy. he was genuinely excited to wake up next to Victor everyday and go to bed with him every night. Every day was an adventure with him. He was happy with their lives, though hectic and crazy at times. He didn’t want to spend his life with anyone but Victor.
“You flatter me,” Victor said, his Russian accent spilling out. He leaned over and kissed Yuri’s forehead. he hesitated slightly and his thumb brushed against Yuri’s lips, his eyes glazed over. “I can’t wait anymore,” He breathed. Yuri knew what he meant and he agreed. Seeing Victor like this made his toes curl. He got to his feet and grabbed Victors hand, leading him off to the bedroom. He closed the door and turned to Victor. Before Victor could say anything, Yuri pushed him back onto the bed. Victor gasped, ever so slightly, and his eyes raked over Yuri’s body, ravaging him. Yuri slipped out of his sweatshirt and climbed over Victor, his hand tracing over Victors cheek, down his neck, between his clavicle and he grabbed at his shirt, then pulled it over Victors head. Victor moaned slightly and Yuri pressed his body against Victors, skin against skin, chest against chest. He titled Victors chin up and pressed his lips against his. They were entangled almost immediately, their bodies becoming one as they kissed, their hearts matching beats. Victor cried out for Yuri to hurry as he tried to finish undressing.
He wanted Victor so badly he felt like he couldn’t wait even one more second. Seeing Victor lying on the bed, his eyes growing cloudy with lust, biting his lower lip to quite moaning. Yuri didn’t see a skating god on his bed right now, he saw Victor, a beautiful embodiment of sex. Every time they laid together, he was reminded of how much he loved Victor, in every single use of the term.
He was right about to take off Victors pants when he heard the door slam shut.
“VICTOR!” He knew that voice. He closed his eyes, hoping he just imagined it. “VICTOR! GET OUT HERE RIGHT NOW!” Nope. He definitely did not imagine that.
“Yurio?” Victor sat up, pulling on his shirt and opening the door. Sure enough, Yurio stood in the kitchen, arms crossing, tapping his foot impatiently. “Yurio!”
“Stop calling me that stupid name,” He snapped. His eyes slid over Victor and onto to Yuri, on his knees, half undressed, and he narrowed them. Yuri sighed and grabbed his sweatshirt from the floor and shrugged it on.
“Yurio, I thought you were in Russia,” Yuri said, not trying to hide his annoyance. He felt unsettled now. He started cleaning up the kitchen as Yurio sat down to finish off Yuri’s salmon.
“I was, until Otabek decided he was going home to train with his old coach. He didn’t even tell me. He said he would be back before the competition but thats six weeks from now. We made an agreement that we would train together in St. Petersburg.”
Victor sat down across from him and finished his salmon too, leaving nothing for him to eat.
“So you decide to come here?” Yuri asked.
“Yeah, so?” Yurio reached for the wine but Victor slapped his hand away. “Whatever.” He pushed the finished rice away and laid back on the floor. His blonde hair was longer then when Yuri had last seen him. He was used to this. Yurio and Otabek were always fighting. Yurio would storm out, come here and complain. Then Otabek would usually show up and they would make up. it was all very annoying. He was looking forward to having Victor to himself tonight but obviously that wasn’t going to happen.
“Do you want to watch my old skating routines again? Will that make you feel better, kitten?” Victor always indulged Yurio in this matters. He figured it reminded him of when he was young and foolish and in love. Yurio sat up and nodded. He looked hurt. Yuri’s seen him upset before, he was emotional and liked drama. But he looked genuinely hurt right now. Perhaps he and Victor will have another night to themselves. Obviously Yurio needed them.
They went into the living room and Victor put on his old skating routines. They watched them pretty much anytime Yurio had a fight with Otabek. Yurio liked to jest at how young Victor was but more then that, it calmed him. It calmed all of them to watch Victor skate. Victor didn’t mind, it boosted his ego.
As the night wore on, soon Yurio was fast asleep on the couch. Yuri and Victor were on either side of his as he snored away. Yuri caught Victors eye and they both chuckled. Perhaps this was how it was always going to be. He didn’t mind so much. As long as he had Victor, nothing really mattered.
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