#Also I want to put them in situations that aren't full of angst

[victoriantreecat]

Blackberry Winter

Lets imagine there are blackberry bushes along the walls of dogwarts.

They're brambles, good for defences, good at guarding the high walls. Early on, they gave some extra food for the villagers, so they didn't get tired of the carrots they farmed. In the hot months the shiny fruits gleamed and glowed against the thick foliage, picked at by birds but still abundant.

Their juice was sweet and stained the lips of all. The king and his hand gathered baskets and brought the delicious morsels as gifts to their brothers in arms, all feasting on a rich harvest, a bountiful banquet.

But the cold- a sudden snap, a dogwood winter, it came and it killed.

The night winter came, the blackberries froze.

The vines sickened in the sharp cold. Frost shrunk the leaves, stripped the branches bare, but for their thorns. The birds had once spread the delicate seeds, but now the food waned and the birds went.

The chill was deep. Bone deep, although the king never seemed to feel it- then again his skin was cool as stone. Little comfort came but for nights the by campfires and the cold comfort of the distant stars.

Ember baked loaves grew thinner and carrots rotted under piles of snow. The moon stole away her sister, snow-filled clouds smothered her. The banners stained the drifts a bloody mess.

But perhaps in all this someone had the foresight to take some berries, pat them dry, and place them by the furnace to store. Let's say the Hand tucked some away for when the chill sunk too deep, for a rainy day, for a hoped-for celebration feast.

It's in this heart stopping cold he takes them again, takes pine needles from the bitter slopes, takes honey from the precious stores below. He soaks them in the snow-melt, strains them gently out, makes tea- adding pine and wild mosses, boiling 'til it lightly simmers. He grinds the renewed berries, and purple the juice runs down- scooped up in careful fingers, mixed with honey, mixed with salt.

Now on ember baked loaves, flat and dusted with dark soot, he spreads the makeshift jam, a violet stain vivid, soaking through spongy bread. As purple as the sky is bright when it peeks through stormy clouds. As deep as the lasting look into the eyes of a lover. As rich as silken cloth with royal Sidonian dye, trimmed with gold.

And of course, a royal treat, then it must be shared with kings.

So to the King the Hand brings this secret delight. A sweet, staining surprise that, perhaps, brings a smile to the bloodied face.

A dipped finger, touched to the tongue, reveals the honey-bright and ambrosia-sweet taste. The berry's flavour entwining itself among their senses, blossoms out in renewed life. And the dark, swirling tea brings a bittersweet warmth to their bones. Like red infused with green, with blue, the warming tea diffuses through their worn out limbs, replacing, just so briefly, all their fear.

Let us imagine tender words suffused with love that dance in the curling breaths they speak into the winter air. Dwell on the gentleness of these who live, surrounded by rock and ice and sand and snow.

Let's imagine the fingertips, warmed by wooden cups, clutching for more. Eyes drooping in sweet sleep. Cups lying long empty. Reams of poetry spilling from purple-stained lips. Soft humming songs echoing off the harsh walls.

The slowly fading, lingering taste of blackberries.

And all this while still the brambles snarl around the frozen stones below the ramparts, and the cold digs it's claws closer to their hearts.

#vic's writing #3rd life fanfic #rendog #inthelittlewood #renchanting <3 #Or also #treebark #There's something about giving someone a rare sweet that's so tender #Also I want to put them in situations that aren't full of angst #Its still a tragedy though. We're just in the gentle interlude #Might put this on ao3 also #me writing the exact same thing as before but reversed and to the left like 😎

[biribaa]

I saw you were taking requests for The Amazing Digital Circus, so if you want can you please write Headcannons for Kinger, Caine, and a character of your choice x a reader who’s abstracting in front of them

Also remember to drink lots of water and to take breaks!

-🧪Anon

Kinger, Caine and Ragatha x reader who's abstracting in front of them

I appreciate your kindness but I'm a computer, I think water is one of the things I need to "drink" less and prevent more.

TW/CW: AHH... Spoilers, also angst. Reader does get abstracted in all scenarios cuz we still dont rlly know if someone can be saved from getting abstracted

Kinger

Imagine lost your partners TWICE. Lolololol loser/J

Everything seems to occur in slow motion from Kinger's point of view, a heart he once had is somehow beating against his body. He prays to any god on this earth, be it real or not, or even Caine maybe, that this nightmare isn't happening again to him. Please, everyone, but not you.

Kinger tries to do everything so his lover don't reach the great peak of their insanity, even though he's not very good at it, knowing his personality. But trust me when I said, he tried. Who cares if he will get all glitched for touching your form, he needs you.

He never thought he would live another nightmare inside a nightmare. And in seconds that felt like painful hours to Kinger, here "you" are, a noisy form covered in eyes that flash in different colors. Your skin (if we can call it skin) moves abruptly as if it were a bag full of enraged cats. And, god, how he wished it was him instead.

Things are resolved by the talking human jaw, and yet the silence in Kinger's little pillow fort is no longer comforting as it once was. Silence now makes the small chess piece itch in agony. Silence that could be enjoyed with your presence, with holding your hand or dancing with you, and chat about random stuff he and you knows. The feeling of missing someone is familiar to him, and yet, it hits him in ways that his years in this circus haven't hit him.

Caine

While Kinger tries to do everything, Caine actually does anything to try saving your corrupted mind, and the lack of power in this situation leaves the digital being in panic. A simple snap of the fingers is not enough, and this information makes him tremble in ways he never thought he would tremble before for a simple human.

You aren't just any character, you are his favorite, the lil' buddy he spoils every hour and that always push a giggle from him. You were his very own star. The show could continue the same without you, Caine was sure of it, but could he? Without a character as entertaining as you in action?

"Of course I can fix them, I am Caine!" It's a phrase that was repeated several times in the presenter's programming, But with every grunt coming from the thing that once was you, it's just a reminder to Caine that he did a horrible job trying to take care of you. There were other characters that were abstracted of course, but... You were special to him. His favorite star. His star.

Caine even feels hesitant to put you in the hole of other characters who were abstract before. He preferred to keep you in a cage away from other people's contact, with no one hurting you and no one hurting you.

He knows, he knows the painful truth that you cannot be considered a sapient being, but even though you are a trace of what you once were, Caine doesn't have the courage to lose you forever.

With the other characters, Caine will act normally, with his loud and lively personality. Only if they analyze Caine close enough, the characters would notice something wrong with him.

And then, sometimes, he just stares at you in the cage. Caine ponders if he should admit the lost of his favorite star, it would be easier, but the pride in his chest screams that there must be some way that he could actually save you from...this.

Ragatha

Somehow, the scene is all silent for her. Ragatha stares at you as if the impossible itself is happening in front of her.

Ragatha holds your hands about to disappear, she caressed what was left from your shoulders, she hurriedly whispers words that would normally calm you down, but nothing can save you from the fate of your sanity, just leaving her with the pain of being glitched.

Of course, she had her other friends like Pomni, but lost you?!

Ragatha thinks she saw everything during her new experience in the digital circus, but something common like losing someone so important was the end of the line for her. You were her darling, her sunshine and her little everything even.

Everything she did sounded slightly more boring and boring without your presence, and Ragatha could do nothing about it. She continues (at least tries) to remain strong after that, still trying to complete the little adventures that Caine gives to the participants. But Ragatha's slow pace and lack of smiles was very noticeable.

The weight on Ragatha's chest is too much, losing someone so sweet and perfect for her in such a horrible way is too much. And the worst part is that Ragatha believes that she could have done something to save you, she could have been with you more often so that your mind didn't fall apart like this. But now, she can do nothing but mourn.

#x reader #canon x reader #reader insert #tadc x reader #tadc ragatha x reader #tadc caine x reader #tadc kinger x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader

[personasintro]

Mutual Help | #46

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; in order for you to pretend to be his girlfriend, he helps you with your sexual desires ⏤ he calls it mutual help

⇢ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: jungkook x reader

⇢ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fake dating au, fluff, angst, smut, slow burn

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Closing one of the boxes with a tape, you look around what used to be your living room and technically still is, but the remainder that it soon won't be is too real and big. Packing some of your things that Jungkook will later take to his place makes you doubt your decision. Only because you already feel bad at the thought of taking up his space no matter how many times he has told you it's not true. More like has scolded you with that prominent frown of his. You just can't help it.

All of this feels weird.

You will have to leave a bunch of your furniture behind, well to sell it to be completely exact which kind of makes you sad to be doing. There isn't space where you could store your couch, television and other stuff Jungkook already has in his apartment. He has helped you with everything, from searching for possible buyers and putting all your stuff on the internet that needs to be sold. You had done that together during sad evenings of you sulking next to Jungkook.

"You've made the right decision,"

You get startled at Jimin's soft voice next to you, completely forgetting for a second that he's been holding the box for you so you could tape it. He sets it on top of another box as he gives you an encouraging smile, hand squeezing your shoulder.

"Stop doubting everything, you've stayed at his place so many times, it's your second home at this point." Jimin jokes, causing you to glare at him but a playful grin cracks on your lips as you silently agree with him. You also appreciate how he tries to put you at ease, sensing your doubting.

All of you have stayed at Jungkook's home so many times that it doesn't feel like a foreign place. But still, it's Jungkook's home.

"I know, I just... it feels weird to move in there." you admit quietly, feeling bad for even saying it out loud because somehow, it makes you sad for Jungkook.

He's here sacrificing his space and privacy for you, just so he can help you. You know it's more than that but it doesn't feel right to have thoughts like these, constantly doubting this whole situation as Jimin has called it.

"You've always been bad with changes," Jimin offers simply, squeezing your shoulder for the last time before he lets go.

He's right, you realize as soon as he says it. You don't like changes, at least not big ones like this and especially in your little fucked up situation.

"I think that's why you feel dubious about this and that's completely fine. But you know Jungkook, and I think his place is the most comfortable place you could be living in."

Again, Jimin is more than right. Out of all the options you had, Jungkook's place feels like the most comfortable and safe option for you. Not that living with your other two friends wouldn't. There are just more cons of living with one of them. For example, Jimin's place is smaller and you already feel bad for taking up most of Jungkook's current space once you move in with him. Taehyung's wild life full of bringing strangers to his home isn't the most pleasant place to be living in, and you can't expect him to change things because of you. Not that you'd want him to.

Another thing that scares you though, something you haven't said out loud and definitely aren't planning to tell Jimin, is the fact you're going to be so close to Jungkook now. You'll be under the same roof which makes a little intrigued excitement spark inside of you.

"Yeah, I know," you murmur, "I don't mean to sound ungrateful."

"You don't," Jimin smiles and assures you, "You just sound like our Y/N."

That makes you chuckle, your conversation soon interrupted by manly chuckles as Taehyung and Jungkook walk out of your kitchen shoving each other as you roll your eyes at their usual and childish behavior. They said they came to help but so far, it looks like they came to help to empty your pantry. Taehyung holding one of your snacks says it all as they finally join you.

"Why that serious face?" Taehyung asks as soon as he spots you, wiggling his brows as he shamelessly takes a bite of the snack, silently challenging you to tell him something. But before you can tell him off, playfully of course because yes, you're slightly annoyed but not to the point you'd have to get angry because it's just a stupid snack, Jimin beats you to it.

"Ah, our friend here is getting all guilty and dubious." Jimin says mischievously, ignoring the grin you send him as you already hear Jungkook sighing as he plops on your couch, arm stretching and resting on the couch's top.

"Why?" Taehyung almost whines, "Girl, just enjoy the huge bathtub. I'd kill to have one in my place. And Jungkook is like the cleanest guy I know, he even does his own laundry and he actually likes it!"

That makes you laugh as Jungkook grins but rolls his eyes at Taehyung complimenting his laundry skills. He says it as if it's super unusual for men to do this kind of stuff.

"No, you're just saying that because you're a pig." Jimin jumps into the conversation, both you and Jungkook laughing at Taehyung's open mouth and the well-known glare he shoots at his friend.

The two of them start to bicker, something you're not in the mood to listen again and thanks to Jungkook you don't have to, because as soon as you plop onto the spot next to him, his arm stretched behind you, you're slightly intoxicated by the smell of him which is one of your biggest weaknesses when it comes to him. The guy is wearing sweatpants and a shirt and you're already drooling. And that's enough to zone out the bickering of those two for a moment but there's something else Jungkook wants to say.

"You're bruising my ego with all that doubting shit," he says lightly, grinning at you as you realize how close you're sitting next to him.

You can see his skin so clearly, he's so close that it would only take two seconds to lean in for you to kiss him, two seconds to eye the silver jewelry decorating his brow that you still can't get used to. Everytime you see it, it's like a slap to your face that reminds you how hot, more hot, your best friend is getting. Not that you thought it's even possible.

He's joking but still voicing the elephant in the room which causes more guilt to come to the surface as your features soften. "That's not it, Kook. I made my decision and I'm fine with it, I just--you know me. I'm grateful you're letting me stay at your place. I really am."

"Really?" Jungkook asks, smirking as he raises his brow at you. For a moment you look at him expectantly and confusingly, until he leans towards you to get close to your ear. "How grateful?"

Glancing at him, you look straight away to feel his hot breath on the side of your face again as you bite into your lower lip, eyes flickering to Jimin and Taehyung who are fooling around while laughing. You're too distracted to tell them to put down those pillows before they break something.

"Very grateful." you mutter to Jungkook, sounding almost sheepishly as excitement and shyness shakes in your chest.

"Hm, you can show me later then," he proposes, voice husky and low which makes you instantly gulp, trying to hide how much his words affect you.

It's the first time Jungkook has hinted at something like that since that incredible morning at his place with your legs stretched for his mouth. You've been thinking about that a lot, you're not going to lie and you've no idea what comes over Jungkook to act like this again, but you love it and you're here for it. You feel that flame of lust and excitement that you've felt with him in June and then months after, during the deal you had.

Finding his eyes, you find them mischievously looking into yours and you have to brace yourself not to get too distracted. "Maybe I will." you tell him silently, lips curving in a satisfied smirk when he grins at you – not in the typical cute bunny way, but in the way you're ten seconds from sitting on his lap.

"Yah, what are you two whispering about?" Taehyung suddenly yells, giving a last smack to Jimin's head with your pillow and then cackles when Jimin tells him to fuck off.

"Just how dumb the two of you are." Jungkook reacts, tongue in his cheek teasingly as Taehyung gasps.

"Yo, don't forget you're the younger one."

"Yeah, and I seriously doubt that sometimes." he murmurs, eyes flickering to yours as you giggle.

But before Taehyung can complain about the younger's attitude, the ringing of Jungkook's phone resounds and he picks it up, informing the food delivery is here seconds after. After another minute of bickering, Jimin drags Taehyung with him since there is a lot of food and you're sure some part of him has done it to get back at Taehyung. Eventually, they go down to pick up the food while you tell them you'll pack a few more boxes until they come back, which shouldn't take long.

Jungkook offers to help, the whole purpose of him being here actually, and he follows you to your bedroom. There is a lot of stuff you've to pack and even though you don't have to move out in a month or more, you've to arrange things you'll throw away, sell or take with you. Which reminds you that the person who is buying your couch, is supposed to come in two days and take it with them. More things won't be here in a few days and technically, it won't be a proper living space. The most important things such as your bed or stool in the kitchen where you can sit down and have your meal are still here. You're taking your bed with you, although you're not sure how Jungkook will make space in his office for it.

But – he's too determined to make it work and who are you to oppose.

That's why you've decided to spend the first night at Jungkook's apartment because it'll make things easier. You still have to clean this place after some of the furniture and things are done. It's not dirty because you cleaned it every day but still, there must be dust and dirt behind the furniture. After talking to your friends, they all said you should focus on making this apartment to its needed state and sleeping at Jungkook's place (slash living) would make things easier. And you've to agree.

Still, it's happening too soon but somehow, you're okay with it because it makes sense.

There are already a few boxes in your bedroom, most of them seasonal clothes that you don't need in this current weather which are thick and warm jackets or summer dresses. Packing your make-up is the first task you settle upon, knowing it shouldn't take too long and Taehyung and Jimin will be here any minute.

Jungkook continues with the process he was doing before disappearing in the kitchen with Taehyung, so you don't worry about him as you hear him rustle behind you. Too occupied in your thoughts and a task, you don't notice the sudden silence, and Jungkook's steps aimed towards you are just an empty sound at the back of your mind. That's until he settles a box in front of you, a box you haven't seen in a while but know very much.

You want to abruptly turn around and scold him for bringing this out right now, but he presses himself onto you so that it's almost impossible.

"What do we have here?" he muses teasingly, causing you to scoff. "Haven't seen this one in a while."

And then you watch his tattooed hand slowly opening the box as you're met with a sight of the only sex toy you own, and that is very much thanks to the man standing behind you.

"What? You wanted to borrow it?" you murmur dryly, hearing him chuckle but that is before he delivers a light spank to the side of your ass that makes you yelp.

Completely unexpected and surprised by his reaction, you can't help but feel warmness in the pit of your stomach as your toes curl, especially with Jungkook's close proximity.

"Don't get smart on me." he warns, causing you to bite your lower lip as you try to let out a careless scoff.

"Close it before the guys see it." you tell him, breath hitching when he wraps his arm around your waist and starts caressing your stomach which sets alive the thousand of butterflies in your body. Fuck, you hate him for knowing how to touch you. Even the slightest touch makes your body on fire.

"What, they already know you owe one, don't you remember?" he hums, playing into the game as his hand inches lower and plays with the hem of your sweatpants.

"Yeah, thanks to you," you point out dryly again, giggling when Jungkook suddenly presses his lips into your neck and gently bites you there. "They were too drunk, they probably don't remember." You voice your thoughts hearing Jungkook hum as the tip of his fingers get under the hem, meeting the fabric of your panties.

"Trying to calm down your worries by telling yourself that?" he teases, chuckling into your neck as you arch your back, meeting his hard chest as soon as his fingers get under the hem of your panties as well. Fuck, what is he doing?

"Fuck you," you let out shakily.

"I will, soon," he promises, causing you to whine as his fingers get close to your heat but not quite enough to be touching you there just yet. "This okay?" he assures, causing your heart to swell as you nod too quickly.

And that's all he needs before he lowers his hand and cups you inside your underwear, two fingers parting your lower lips as you suddenly gasp, leaning onto Jungkook whose body holds you in place. Head thrown back, you grab his hand that moved to your hip while the other one is busy being buried in your panties, you squeeze his warm and soft skin.

"You're not throwing it away, right? That would be rude, it was quite expensive,"

His voice is full of mischief and he gives you no time to respond, fingers finding your clit as he circles around the sensitive bud causing you to gasp, his name dying on your tongue as he hums.

"We could have fun with it, like the good old days..."

He's teasing you, you hear the smirk in his voice and you can feel his lips stretching against the skin of the temple where his mouth lays.

"Shut up," you choke up, knowing you should end this before the guys can find you here like this. There would be a lot of explaining to do and you're not quite ready for interrogation from them.

"What, liking it too much?"

"Fuck," you gasp when his fingers glide easily and circling your entrance, thanks to the wetness that Jungkook caused with his mouth. Maybe just a few more minutes won't hurt...

But the universe isn't on your side because just as the tip of Jungkook's finger is about to enter you, your mouth falling open with knees close to buckling, the sound of your door being open is like a glass shattering on the floor. Jungkook sighs, pulling out his hand out of your panties as you turn around, face completely flushed and heated, just in time to see him putting his middle finger in his mouth.

His lips wrap around his long finger deliciously, it lasts just a second as he tastes you with your open left ajar with rushed breaths. "Too bad baby, the fun has ended." And apparently, so have you.

You're almost falling apart, the pet name that probably fell out of his mouth without much thinking has caused your whole pussy to throb, begging to feel his fingers again. And he is so fucking hot, he surely knows it because he gives you a pleased smirk, raising his brow at you.

"We are here!" Taehyung yells, too close to you to be yelling like this but it's the only warning that wakes you out of your daze, your hands automatically moving to close the box that Jungkook has so kindly opened.

Just in time Taehyung barges in the room, his brown and attentive eyes falling on your figure and he finds you odd, especially the way you're staring at him. On another hand, Jungkook looks completely fine and walks to Taehyung as if nothing happened. "Come on, let's eat."

"Yeah," Taehyung says, eyeing you as Jungkook brushes past him. "You good?"

"Yeah, yeah," you answer too quickly, touching your cheeks as you shake your head and give him a nervous chuckle.

Whatever it is, Taehyung decides to ignore it because you've been acting weird these days and it has a lot to do with the whole moving change and process, so he doesn't really blame you. He follows you, the four of you washing your hands before you eat the delicious food that is already prepared in your living room thanks to Jimin.

As you and Jungkook wash your hands, you can't help but give him a glance while you're reminded what has just happened – but Jungkook cocks his brow at you cockily and all you can do is shake your head at him, splashing him with tiny droplets on your fingers in his face.

The two of you join your friends with stupid grins on your faces – them being completely unaware of the exchange.

There's a bit of a helpless feeling that cuts in your chest thanks to your stuff that's currently taking up a lot of space in Jungkook's office. After feeding yourselves and dividing boxes to your and Jungkook's car, all of you have moved to his apartment to properly celebrate – as Taehyung has called it but he's just looking for an excuse to drink and eat free food. Not that you mind, they have helped you a lot today and it's nice to hang out again without all the club setting that you've slowly grown tired of.

Sprawled on Jungkook's couch, you bring cans of coke to each of them as they murmur a poor excuse of "thank you", completely immersed in trying to choose a good movie.

"Jungkook, don't forget about Friday," you tell him as you join them on the couch, squeezed between Jungkook and Taehyung causing the older one to grumble annoyingly at you, pointing at the huge space of Jungkook's couch. "This is the best spot," you argue at Taehyung, shoving your elbow in his stomach as he swats your arm away.

"What's Friday anyway?" Taehyung asks, scooting a little to have some space so you're not glued to his side with an unappreciative frown, frowning even more when you provocatively grin at him.

"Ah, my boss invited Jungkook to one of our celebration parties. Don't ask me, completely unnecessary but our participation is somehow required. Shortly said, we got this amazing deal with another model agency in China which of course, means more money for the company and my boss thinks it's great to celebrate it. He also invited some partners and possible future partners,"

"So, he wants to basically impress them and maybe snatch a few new deals." Jimin says which you automatically nod to.

"Okay, but why is Jungkook invited? Can't you bring me instead?" Taehyung whines, causing you to snort as Jimin does the same thing.

"What would you possibly do there?"

"Ah, excuse me?" Taehyung scoffs, "If it means free food and alcohol, I'm always down to attend any unnecessary celebrations."

Jungkook chuckles next to you, eyes still fully attached to the screen while trying to find a movie all of you will be okay with – the hardest task of tonight. Jimin and you join, laughing at Taehyung as he grins but you all know he's not bluffing.

Shaking head, you open your mouth. "Jungkook actually took some pictures for the company a few months ago and Junho was very pleased with them. He asked me on Tuesday if I could perhaps tell Jungkook that he's invited, he knows he's my friend so I think he purposely asked me, so there's a bigger chance he'd go or something."

It is actually strange of Junho but at the same time you're not surprised. It's pretty rare of him to show any kind of praise to his employees and people working under him, but he's been completely swooned by Jungkook's talent which to be honest, you're not shocked since you know him and his work. Everyone has been very pleased with the outcome of Jungkook's great photography skills.

You were even more surprised to be stopped by Junho in the hallway, he doesn't speak to you if it's not necessary, and he actually acted like a nice human being for once. You're not stupid and delusional, of course it was because he wanted something from you and that something is Jungkook's presence at the party. Still, the looks of some of your co-workers they exchanged are still fresh in your memory and you wonder if there are already any rumors going around. If yes, Yoongi would be the first one to kindly remind you of them.

"Ah, yeah, I remember you guys mentioned he did something for your company." Taehyung recalls, causing you to nod along his words.

"Yeah, I think Junho just wants to impress the partners and is using Jungkook for it, I don't know," you shrug, "And you," you nudge Jungkook in the shoulder but he only hums in return with his mouth open as he stares at the screen.

So you reach for his longer hair, tugging onto them as he scolds you with a frown. "Look at me when I'm talking to you," you scold him back, hearing Jimin and Taehyung snicker next to you. "You don't have to go, I'll just tell him you're busy or something."

"Nah, it's fine. I told you I'll go." he tells you, turning his eyes back to the screen causing you to roll your eyes at him in annoyance.

"No, I'm serious. Don't feel like you've to go with me because I complained to you that I don't want to go."

"Why would you not wanna go, Y/N?" Taehyung whines, "You're such a party pooper. Hello, get all the free booze and food, maybe you'll fancy some of the new partners, I bet they're all rich guys."

"Yes, rich guys in their fifties," you roll your eyes at Taehyung, "It's not like I don't wanna go--"

"You specifically said you don't want to socialize with your co-workers and bunch of strangers, you also hate to be on your own at these kinds of things," Jungkook remarks, causing you to glare at him as the two of your other friends start to laugh.

You shrink in embarrassment. Okay, maybe you've said the socializing part but it's true. It's not like you don't like your co-workers or something, but there are many people working in the company and you're really not in the mood to stand in the heels and act all posh when you could be laying home, well Jungkook's home, and eating and looking like a pig with no effort needed.

"Plus, I don't have any plans anyway and it kinda sounds fun." Jungkook shrugs.

He's always been a little bit more outgoing than you, he likes to occupy himself and be busy no matter what that means. He's usually very productive and for exchange, he actually doesn't mind meeting new people and mingling around. But you get it, it actually could bring a good job opportunity for him – even though he doesn't need it, because he's mostly booked for every day and if not, he's busy editing all the photos he had taken.

"Okay, well, you're invited so it's up to you," you end it with that, hearing Jungkook hum before he triumphantly yells at finding a good movie which startles you, but as always your glare gets ignored as everyone gets comfortable.

Reaching for the blanket abandoned next to Jungkook, you cover yourself and lean your head against Taehyung's shoulder. Finally as the first scene starts to play, everyone keeps silent but not until you and Taehyung start to bicker because of the blanket. In the end, Taehyung wins and you're forced to share it with him, both of you shushed by annoyed Jimin and Jungkook.

Sometime in the middle of the movie, a bottle of wine is opened and you slowly sip on it throughout it, finding an amazing comfort in the form of Taehyung's shoulders and Jungkook's lap where your legs lay. Sheepishly, you've urged Jungkook to massage your feet which he refused but your constant and very persistent look convinced him.

Everything feels cozy, causing you to get slightly drowsy especially once the lights are off and the only light illuminates from the screen. Surely, the wine in your system has something to do with your tiredness and slight tipsiness you realize at your usual tipsy behavior.

However, Jimin and Taehyung don't look any different as they finally stretch themselves once the credits roll and Jungkook turns the lights on. He offers them to stay over but they both refuse, both of them having plans in the morning apparently. So you both walk them to the front door, bidding goodbye and not avoiding Taehyung's teasing.

"Look at them, they look like a married couple, shoving us out."

Jimin snickers and you roll your eyes at the obvious tipsy Taehyung who gives you a boxy grin and very tight hug that makes you slap his back.

"You could've stayed, you dumbass," you tell Taehyung, moving to Jimin as you hug him.

"Don't listen to him, he's just babbling nonsense as usual." Jimin says, both of you laughing before they walk out of Jungkook's apartment and go to their awaiting cub in front of the building.

It feels very odd – knowing you're staying here and it's not the usual type of sleepover or necessary staying over like usual. But still, you find comfort in Jungkook's place of knowing it for so long so it doesn't feel uncomfortable or anything close to it.

You're in the kitchen washing the used glasses when Jungkook comes into the kitchen, throwing empty packages to the bin that were left on the coffee table.

"I'd clean it tomorrow, don't worry about it." he tells you, standing next to you as he leans against the counter, watching you washing the last glass.

"Come on, it's nothing," you tell him with a chuckle, turning off the water as Jungkook already grabs the kitchen cloth and wipes all the glasses.

You mimic his previous pose, leaning yourself while Jungkook takes care of the washed dishes and both of you fall into a casual conversation that turns into a giggle fit thanks to your tipsiness. Jungkook looks tipsy as well, although not as giggly like you but his face is slightly flushed and his eyes have that spark, the kind of spark he has whenever he drinks.

Once everything is taken care of, Jungkook scurries to take a shower since you so kindly let him take it first. Informing him you've to take out some of your needed stuff anyway, you hear the door being closed. Deeply in thoughts and in the middle of pulling out your cosmetic bag, you gasp at the spilled make-up in it and your hands being covered in the foundation that had to be closed, not good enough. Groaning, you grow annoyed at yourself for letting such a mistake happen especially when the brand isn't as cheap as you'd like it to be. It's everywhere, almost spilling onto the floor but you quickly wipe it off into your (thankfully) old shirt.

In the midst of your tipsy annoyance, you naturally walk towards the bathroom, ready to have an explanation ready for Jungkook and your sudden appearance in the bathroom. Clumsily, you somehow manage to open the door with your elbow without getting anything dirty.

"Sorry, sorry, I spilled some of my foundation and it's everywhere," you automatically call out to Jungkook, noticing he's already in shower and one peek at his naked backside, you quickly move towards the sink.

"Suit yourself," Jungkook calls out amusingly, causing you to glance across your shoulder to find him in the same position with a smirk on his lips.

Turning around, your face gets hot and it's definitely not from the slowly creating steam of the warm water, you rub your hands clean with a good amount of soap. Once your hands are clean, you groan at your shirt still being messed up. Taking another peek at Jungkook, you see he is turned with his back to you, the glass of the shower getting foggy not allowing you any other peek. Biting your lower lip, you giggle to yourself as something comes over to you (and you blame the wine) before you carefully take off the shirt and the rest of your homewear clothes.

Jungkook is completely clueless, head leaned back as in his tipsy mind he's trying to sober up thanks to the water in his face. So clueless that he doesn't notice you sneaking behind him, until he hears the shower door being pushed open which causes his head to tilt forward and open his eyes, glancing across his shoulder to find you there.

And fuck, you really are there. Standing with a sheepish grin, breasts completely bare for his eyes with the rest of your body and it takes everything for him not to eye you like a prey. For now, he settles on being confused at your sudden presence.

"Wanting to save up some water?" he jokes, eyes staying on your face respectfully as you inch towards him closer, hand holding his hip as you brush against him and reach for his scented shower gel.

"Uhm, you know, since I'm paying half of the rent now." you joke back, knowing you're nowhere paying half of the actual rent because Jungkook wouldn't allow it. Since this apartment is his and he's paying the mortgage monthly, you settled on paying the same amount you've paid for your old apartment.

It's the only solution the both of you agreed to, so you're fine with it. You have to be.

Squirting some of his shower gel into your palm, Jungkook offers to put it back into its place as you hand it to him and start washing yourself. And god, he is so distracted by you groping your breasts gently as you wash them, nipples perked up the whole time.

And then your eyes flicker to him, finding him watching you while the water drips down his buffed chest and abs, giving him a mere smirk before your hands are on your stomach. You're such a minx, Jungkook thinks because there is no way you've no idea what you're doing. You're so bold and turn into another version of you whenever the slightest amount of alcohol is involved and he is here for it. You're temptation, one that is so close to him and so freaking tempting.

So he plays the game, hands washing his own body and brushing against his firm abs, enjoying how you're watching him attentively, letting your eyes drop to his length. Even in its flaccid state, you can't help but feel your mouth water, up from his trail of hair and the soft patch of pubic hair to his complimenting length between his legs. He looks like a god, with water dripping down his body and hair slicked back, and you fight the urge to give him any more clue how much you want him. Not with your eyes though.

Turning around, you feel his eyes on your backside and as you look across your shoulder for perhaps the tenth time for the past few minutes, you find him already eyeing your ass. The way he looks at you sparks so much fire inside of you, it compliments you and instead of getting insecure about your body, you feel like the most confident woman on earth. Maybe it's the horniness and a little bit of alcohol as well, but you just know Jungkook has it in his eyes.

"Can you wash my back? I can't reach it," you ask him sweetly, both of you knowing it's such a lie and just your attempt of making him suffer even more.

"Of course you can't," Jungkook hums, amusement more than clear in his voice and if you turned around, you'd see it's on his face as well. But he takes the bait, accepting your attempt of making him touch you with open arms because not even two seconds later, you feel his hands on your back.

And he is so close, hand around your waist that tugs you closer to him and towards the stream of the water. At first, his hands are on your shoulders, massaging your tensed muscles as you sigh in content, enjoying how his hands feel like. Jungkook is sneaky, nowhere staying on your back and shoulders only because soon enough, he's cupping your breasts and squeezing them in his big palms, thumbs brushing over your nipples.

Gasping, you lean against him and your own hand shoots behind you, somehow meeting Jungkook's backside as you squeeze the soft but perky flesh. His hands are everywhere, moving down your stomach and even to your sides where it tickles which causes you to giggle, but it only lasts shortly because it's soon exchanged with a loud gasp of Jungkook's name.

The man behind you cups your sex, rubbing his fingers and finding it sleek between your thighs as he hums behind you. Your fingernails dig into the flesh of his asscheek, hips rolling into his hand shamelessly.

"Please," you beg, shamelessly again, "Jungkook."

"You want my fingers?" he asks with a soft but husky hum, lips against your temple as you nod eagerly.

"Yes, please, anything." Your breathless plea resounds between the shower walls, urging Jungkook to make a move with you giving him all the consent he needs.

Fuck, you swear you see starts once he finally slips one of his long fingers inside your cunt, taming your undying need for him just a little bit. He feels how tight and warm you are inside, almost forgetting how it feels and with each slow drag he makes with his finger, you let out a soft moan. Soon enough, you're beginning for more, wanting to be stretched out more because it is just not enough. And your pleas are enough for Jungkook to listen to you, adding another finger as he fingers you while the water keeps dripping down your heated bodies.

Your own hands sneaking between them, cupping his hardening cock, feeling another pinch of pleasure from just a single touch of his manhood.

"Washing, huh? Was this your plan all along?" he asks, suddenly hand cupping your jaw, turning your head towards him as you're met with his dark and hooded eyes causing your insides to shake with excitement, lust and another wave of pleasure.

"Not really, but it works." you breathe out, eyes falling onto his lips and he does the same.

The non-verbal plea unsaid between you two before your lips meet in a rushed and heated kiss, teeth clacking and tongues shamelessly in each other's mouth. Even after months of not touching you, Jungkook seems to know your body even better than yourself, in the midst of your making out he adds a third finger that makes you gasp, giving him a great opportunity to sneak his tongue into your mouth once again. He pumps his fingers, feeling your walls clench around him while your own hand starts pumping his length. The two of you pleasuring each other, until you have to pull away for an oxygen and you take that opportunity to touch Jungkook's chest and slightly push him to gain his attention.

"Take me to bed, Jungkook,"

You both know what that means and there could be many words exchanged, although he turns off the water and the two of you rush out of the shower. Jungkook hands you the towel, drying himself off messily the same way you do before you're already on your tiptoes kissing him. Arms wrapped around your waist, he backs you into the counter as he kisses you back, your whimpers heard between the kisses as his hands eagerly grab your ass.

Moving on, you're startled once Jungkook suddenly grabs you by your thighs and picks you up as if you weigh nothing, a soft yelp leaving your lips before his mouth is back on yours. Arms around his neck, he walks into his bedroom with you in his hold, lips messily kissing each other as he tries not to bump into anything on his way there. Naked, skin pressed against skin, you feel the slight cold whoosh of air hitting your bodies but Jungkook's warmth and fire flowing inside you make it almost unnoticeable.

The first moment as your back softly and slowly hits the mattress, you pry your eyes open and watch Jungkook hovering over you, seconds away from joining you as he holds himself up and starts kissing down your neck. His experienced and soft mouth leaves wet trails of kisses all over your chest, smooching your warm and in some places still damp skin. As soon as his mouth rounds around your nipple, you know you're done for and Jungkook proves it right because as soon as he sucks on your sensitive bud, his name leaves your mouth like an anthem. While Jungkook busies himself with your breasts, moving to another in a minute to give it proper attention and devoted time, your hands are all over his massive and strong back.

Whenever your fingernails put a slight pressure on his skin, you feel him groan against your breasts and hand sneaking between your thighs to rub you again. It's like whatever you do to make him good, Jungkook makes sure he does twice the amount to make you feel good. Head in the clouds, the pleas of having his fingers inside of you are almost unnoticed by you and you swear you're ready to confess the biggest love to him because he actually listens to you, and a second later his two fingers slide into you again. Surely, you're in a pure ecstasy that is so intertwined with lust and pleasure, you'd tell him anything. You've never craved for any man touch like you crave for Jungkook and you know it's because he knows you and your body exceptionally well.

Sure, in the middle of what is actually happening right now, you're aware that the man who is currently fingering you and sucking your breasts, is your best friend. And all the man you had sex with, a proper sex with, were your boyfriends and it does feel different. To have a sex with someone you're not in relationship with and weirdly enough, you don't care about none of it and maybe you feel even bigger excitement and lust. You're letting lust control you and you can't bring yourself to care. It feels too good.

Jungkook is too good.

And with him cherishing your body and giving you an incredible amount of pleasure, none of it matters at the moment and you don't even think about it.

"Ah, shit, yeah, right there." you moan out breathlessly, eyes thrown back when Jungkook's fingers brush against that good spot.

He curls his fingers inside you, body still hovering over you as you force yourself to look at him and enjoy the view in front of you. Bottom lip between his teeth and eyes focused on his hand, you almost burst, surrendering yourself to the pleasure. Grabbing Jungkook's shoulders, you squeeze them and give them a little tug to catch his attention and with a soft call (or more like a moan) you get it, his eyes flickering to yours.

"I want you, fuck me Jungkook."

Jungkook swears his dick twitches at your innocent tone but such a dirty request at the same time. Still, he searches your face and brows slightly pinched together in a slight uncertainty.

"Are you sure?" he asks, fingers sliding out of you causing you to clench around nothing and almost whimper in disappointment.

"Do I seem unsure?" you answer sassily, showing your mere annoyance which causes him to chuckle as he suddenly straightens himself.

Shamelessly ranking down his chest and stopping at his hard dick, you bite your lip and cock your head forward to usher him. He chuckles amusingly before he reaches towards his nightstand and just that already makes you too greedy and excited.

The sight of a foil package in Jungkook's hands, you're brought back to all those times you've had that opportunity to see this exact view, and you're too close to bring your own hand between your thighs but you know you'd never done such a good job like Jungkook. He rips it open, pulling out the condom as you watch him through the entire process of putting it on and down his thick hardened length.

You feel more wetness gush from you, most likely staining Jungkook's fresh sheets and it reminds you how messy sex actually is. He gives himself a few testing tugs, eyes focused on his own hand and cock before they flicker to yours. He knocks the breath off you. His hair wet from the shower falling into his eyes, causing him to bring the other hand to brush his fingers through his raven black hair to push it back. Abs and muscles flexing with each movement he makes, while his dark lusted eyes stare right back at you.

"How do you want it?"

Ignoring the way your pussy clenches at those words, you stretch yourself slightly causing Jungkook's eyes to fall down your body for a moment.

"However you want me," you breathe out, "Just fuck me."

"On your knees, ass up," Jungkook commands right away, excitement shooting through your entire body as you catch the happy shriek that wants to get out.

Turning on your stomach, you barely get on your knees as you feel Jungkook's arm under you, wrapped around your stomach as he hoists you up, other hand pressing against your back and adding a slight pressure. It causes your forehead to press against the soft sheets and mattress, ass perched up for Jungkook's eyes to see.

His hand and fingers are back on your pussy, rubbing it slowly and spreading more wetness. "So swollen," he murmurs behind you, causing you to clench embarrassingly as a soft chuckle resounds behind you.

"You want me to stretch you more?" he asks, still entering you with three fingers while expecting your answer.

And he gets it, at first in the form of a shake of your head. "No, fuck me, please."

"You sure?" he asks, tone turning dubious for a second.

Despite your neediness, he still adds a fourth finger that makes you groan at the stretch, voice muffled thanks to the mattress. "Yeah, sure." you gasp, causing him to laugh a little behind you.

"I don't know, babe," he teases you, "Are you sure you can take me?"

Even in your current state, you can't help but scoff at him. "I've had sex after and before you, Jeon."

With one movement, his fingers are gone and before you can whine, the impact of his hand against the ass cuts you off and you gasp at the sudden slap.

"Don't get smart on me," he scoffs back, "As much as I wanna fuck you, I don't wanna hurt you."

You turn around your head slightly, enough to catch a slight glimpse of Jungkook's face. "Just go slow, it should be fine."

"As you wish," Jungkook mumbles, giving your ass a decent slap.

The tip of his cock grazes over your pussy, poking your clit causing you to whimper needily Jungkook's name. The first second when his tip slowly enters you, your mouth falls open and you swear you're ready to cum right here and there. But Jungkook decides to tease you, or at least that's what you think, when he enters you and pulls out before another inch can make it inside.

"Jungkook," you pout, moving your ass towards Jungkook but all you're met is another slap to your right asscheek.

"Be patient," He has the audacity to scold you and understandably, your annoyance starts to come to the surface. "You haven't been properly fucked, have you?"

"What?" you breathe out, heart picking up its pace because he has hit the nail in the head with this one. And you've no idea what gave it away, maybe he just deduces it by the obvious neediness you're exposing right now.

"Come on, just look at you," he chuckles amusingly, tip entering you again as he pushes his length into you.

Gasping, you grip the sheets and hold them tightly in your hands, feeling your hole stretch around him and the pressure isn't the most comfortable feeling, but you're more than eager to take him. However, Jungkook doesn't push in fully and if you could turn around, you'd see his cock is barely inside you.

"You're so needy, like a little slut," he says huskily, suddenly leaning towards you that you feel his chest brush against your back before his mouth hovers over your cheek. You realize he's checking for your reaction and you're automatically remembered the only and the first time he has called you that. Slut.

He made sure you were okay with that the morning after and the simple thought of that makes your heart swell at his thoughtfulness. And again, being degraded isn't your thing because you're proud and want to appear self-confident. It's the exact opposite of what being degraded feels like. But somehow, weirdly enough, the fact that Jungkook says it the way he does and in the middle of sex, you don't mind how degrading that is. You love it because it's safe to say, you're slut only for him.

"Yes, for you," you whisper, gasping when Jungkook enters you with another inch, your mouth falling open right away at the sensual feeling of being stretched.

"Not for anyone else?" he hums, your mind somewhere else to be fully grasping what he's asking you but somehow you manage, nodding right away.

"No," you choke out, wanting to feel no one else but Jungkook.

He pulls out, not fully just enough to let his tip in as he starts sliding back in, this time even deeper than before.

"Good," he whispers into your ear, straightening as he grabs your hips and starts pushing all of him in. "You good? It doesn't hurt?" he asks, voice slightly strained as he fights off the urge to thrust into you.

"No, just go slow." you tell him, not hearing any response from him but if you could see him, you'd notice him giving a soft nod as he obeys and tries to go slowly.

He's careful with each inch, your soft gasps lead him to continue until he's fully buried inside you. Your walls are burning, not used to the sudden stretch because it's been a while. Having sex and even more than a while having Jungkook inside you. And you can't believe this is finally happening, excitement and eagerness coming right back as you wiggle your ass, silently telling Jungkook to move and he does. He listens to you and his own body, thrusting in and out slowly and carefully.

Thanks to your wetness, you're lubricated enough to take him and find it just as enjoyable as he does. His hands grip you even tighter, hips moving faster when you beg him to and even though you're not screaming your lungs out, your soft moans and whimpers and occasional Jungkook's name being moaned out, it coaxes Jungkook to move faster and deeper. He's so hard inside you, hitting your spot deliciously.

The evident sounds skin on skin echoes in your ears and around Jungkook's bedroom and he takes no mercy on you, fucking you just like you plea him to in your ecstatic state. He feels good, too good to be true and you feel yourself clenching around him even more tightly, almost whining that you're already ready to cum.

You can't hold it back any further, cursing loudly as the tight knot in your stomach frees and you're cumming around him.

"Fuck," Jungkook curses behind you, feeling you clenching around him repeatedly – therefore getting even more tighter to the point it's getting harder for him to move. "Fuck baby, you gotta relax,"

And you do because if one thing can relax you and get you all feral during sex, it's being called baby by him.

"You okay with--"

"Keep going," you cut him off, Jungkook momentarily pausing as he grabs your ass and pushes your asscheeks apart, getting a good view of your pussy swallowing him.

And it's enough for him to listen to you all over again, ramming his hips into you causing his balls to hit your swollen clit which makes your head spin and gives another wave of pleasure to your tired body that is still recovering from your first orgasm.

"You're gonna give me another one, huh?" Jungkook asks through clenched teeth, fingers digging into your hips so tightly that they might bruise later but the extra added pain adds just the right amount to your already existing pleasure and to the tingle between your legs.

"Kook," That's all you manage to say, not being able to properly give him an answer because your already swollen and sensitive heat is close to the second orgasm.

"Shit," Jungkook curses, head tilted back and eyes screwed shut because as soon as he feels your second orgasm, he feels his balls tightening and he knows he's just seconds from cumming too.

You're groaning and so is he, in his own little and silent way, and once your own body aches from the position and two mind-blowing orgasms, you're whimpering from overstimulation because you're not sure if you can take another, in this case, third orgasm.

"I know, I know," Jungkook grunts, right before a growl makes its way out of his mouth and he's finally cumming, chasing his own high.

He fills up the condom, thrusts slowing down until they halt. Your rushed and loud breaths can be heard in the room, echoing through the walls as Jungkook slowly pats your ass before slowly pulling out. You cringe at the feeling but miss him inside you right away, the empty feeling making you pout. But as soon as Jungkook's cock is out of you, your whole body fails you and you fall onto your back, met with the ceiling.

"Fuck," you tell for the hundreth time today, hand on your forehead as you're trying to catch a breath.

Jungkook grins, slowly backing away as he disposes himself off the condom, carefully trying not to spill anything out. You're so spaced out that you barely acknowledge him leaving the room for a moment, grabbing one of his used towels as he cleans himself before he joins you.

"Well, we didn't take long," he chuckles, "to have sex, I mean."

You almost jump when you feel a cloth being pressed against your swollen sex, Jungkook's sparkly dark eyes watching you amusingly as he cleans you.

"That was the best sex I had in a while," you comment, still blunt and mind completely blown by the orgasm, no orgasms, that Jungkook has gifted you with.

"Thanks,"

Looking at Jungkook, you find him grinning, body lazily and exhaustedly falling next to you as you just as lazily slap him on the chest.

"You're so cocky," you comment, biting onto your lower lip and still drowning in your post-orgasm state. Hell, your thighs ache so much already and you're sure your back is starting to hurt too, but it was definitely worth it.

"Uhm," he hums, not disagreeing with you as he suddenly throws his arm around you and cuddles into your chest. He pecks your breasts which causes you to squeal and laugh at the same time, his hair tickling you on your neck.

"And clingy too apparently."

The little slap he gives to your breast almost knocks the breath out of you, your mouth shut completely. It's not too hard to the point it hurts, in fact you've barely felt it but enough to acknowledge and understand his response to you.

"You wore me out, woman," Jungkook chuckles, closing his eyes and you lay there for a moment, bodies still hot to feel cold. And surprisingly, it's very warm in Jungkook's bedroom which stinks of sex and it only reminds you that the two of you smell of it as well.

However, both lazy and practically unable to move, you don't even mind that you're just laying there completely naked. Plus, Jungkook's body next to you warms you well enough for now.

"You should go pee," he mumbles sleepily all of a sudden, reminding you as you whine childishly causing him to chuckle. He lays there for a moment before he suddenly plops onto his elbows and gives you a stern look. "Come on, don't be lazy now."

"You wore me out, man," you joke, the two of you laughing as Jungkook tries to hoist you up while you childishly protest.

"We should probably take another shower," he reminds you, which causes you to whine even more but you know he's right. You don't necessarily stink of sweat but the scent of sex and the wetness between your thighs isn't something you want to go to bed with – to sleep of course.

"Fine," you grumble, "Can I sleep in this bed though?" you pout cutely and how could Jungkook resist. Plus, it's not like he wasn't planning to offer you his bed.

"Sure, I'll take the couch." he says, standing up as he walks up to his dresser and pulls out some fresh clothes which he drapes over his shoulder, still fully naked when he gives you a stern look.

"You don't have to do that," you tell him, stretching some more before you force yourself to stand up. "We can just share the bed, I mean you, we just had a sex, so... and besides, we usually share the bed."

"Yeah, but you're living here now... so I wasn't sure if that wouldn't be crossing--"

"It's not, I'm cool with it," you assure him, "Are you?"

"Yeah, I am," he assures you back and you shrug effortlessly at him to prove the point, brushing past him but not before he slaps your ass again.

Glaring at him but deep down loving it, you're met with a mischievous bunny grin as you make your way to the bathroom, warning Jungkook to let you pee in peace because that man is capable of anything.

"You sneaked in while I was taking a shower!" he calls after you, an amused tone vibrating in his voice as you giggle.

"That's different!" you call back, finally shutting the door.

"Different how?!"

You don't answer, although the only thing Jungkook can hear are your giggles which causes him to shake his head at you while a soft smile makes it on his lips.

Thursday comes fast, despite the extra hours you had to spend at work, and living with Jungkook for almost a week seems to pass even faster. It does feel weird from time to time but at the same time, you've grown used to the routine and the feeling of having a roommate.

The morning after you had sex, Jungkook left you a note and actually prepared a breakfast for you which was covered with a cloche. He really put a number on you, letting you deal with proper muscle pain but despite that, the two of you worked completely fine and things haven't been weird.

Living with Jungkook is different from the times where you used to just sleepover at his place, whatever the reason was behind it. And that's because Jungkook's week is even busier than yours. He barely wakes up at the same time like you do, by the time your alarm starts blasting in your ears, Jungkook's side of the bed is cold and he's already out. He comes home late, exhausted but still finds the time to go to the local gym to have his work-out, whining like a baby when he misses one day.

Still, there are nights when you catch a movie together until one of you falls asleep, and wakes up the other before you both scurry to the bedroom. At least, your bed is in Jungkook's office at the moment, the second room he uses to work on his photos or play games on a computer. However, the bed is disassembled and no matter how many times you've told Jungkook you'll just call someone to put it together, he insists he'll do it. But with his busy schedule, the pieces of wood are leaned against the wall with a few boxes of yours in the office.

Seriously, you've no idea how he'll make it work but you lost the interest to argue with him again. Or more like bicker. Jungkook is stubborn and persistent, so are you, but you're happy to even have a place to sleep at so you usually just wave him off which he seems to like.

It's very rare for you to be just quiet and not argue back, so he feels like he has the upper hand.

Overall, you realize you've been stressing out over this whole living thing together. So far, it's not bad at all (not that you thought it'll be bad), it was more about your guilt which to be honest you still have. Jungkook's office is soon going to be turned into your room slash his remaining office. Sometimes he works on his computer late at night, sometimes until early morning and there it is, that feeling of guilt of taking up all of his space.

Kook: when are you coming home? I'm not sure if I should cook something for dinner or order

Your phone chirps with a new notification, a message from Jungkook as you sit in your car.

"Idk, I'm actually going out with Maya... she texted me during the day, she wants to celebrate their engagement"

You wait for his reply which comes a minute after. He has to be home early. Surprisingly, when you were waking up for work today Jungkook was still in bed soundlessly asleep. So you've made yourself breakfast and left something for him too, since whoever wakes up first usually makes breakfast for both of you. It's not something you've discussed purposely, it was just a pure want to reciprocate his kindness of relieving you of having to spend extra minutes making yourself breakfast. Plus, you think it's his way of making sure you will eat proper food in the morning, knowing your ways of barely putting anything in your stomach in the early hours.

"But whatever you decide make sure you leave me some leftovers ;)" "I'm not sure if we'll eat something while we're out, I think she just wants to drink to celebrate"

When the last time you and Maya hung out, the time when she announced her engagement to you, she was talking about some kind of massive celebration in a club which to be honest, you weren't a complete fan of because you have enough of those with Taehyung. However, you weren't about to decline her since she seemed to be excited about it and she just got engaged. Plus, she's your friend, a new friend at that, so you just went with it.

But you're both busy with work and it's hard to align your schedules. She actually wanted to meet during the weekend but since there's a party at your work on Friday, you're not sure how many other parties you'll be able to do. You'd really like to spend the weekend at home, Jungkook's home, preferably cuddling to a blanket on his soft and huge couch and using the advantage of his massive television screen – and all the technical things the man has because he clearly loves it and owns some of the best stuff.

You should be enjoying it, right? Since you're paying the rent.

You almost laugh at your thoughts, staring at the bubbles that appear on the screen, letting you know Jungkook is typing a response.

Kook: sure, have fun ;) just don't get too drunk

"It's Thursday, you seriously think I'm gonna get drunk during the week? >.&lt;"

Kook: anything is possible when it comes to you

"I'm gonna think of it as a compliment"

Kook: not what I had in mind but sure, suit yourself

"I can't even drink alcohol because I'm driving, I think we'll just toast with champagne and stick to non alcoholic drinks for the rest of the night"

Surely not what Maya had in mind at first, but what can you do. You've got to work with what you have.

Kook: oh that's right

Kook: btw, thanks for the breakfast ;)

"returning the favor ;P" "I'll text you when I'm coming back, gotta drive now"

Kook: okay, drive safely

You stop yourself from texting that one thing you'd usually do, biting into the inside of your cheek as you open the streaming app instead and turn on some music. Heart slightly cracking, you quickly drive out of the parking lot before you can feel bad and sad all over again.

Jungkook is doing okay, you tell yourself and focus on the driving instead.

"How's living with Jungkook?"

Maya doesn't waste her time, dropping the question she has been curious about ever since you ordered the mentioned glass of champagne. Giving her a knowing look, you set the glass down after taking a decent sip.

"Good?" you tell her unsurely, "I can't complain, Jungkook is great."

"Uhm, I'm sure he is," she giggles, met with your raised brow and pursed lips. "Namjoon told me apparently you've been indecisive about living with him at first." she says more calmly, finally stopping to give you a look that seems as if she knew something you don't know. She's just teasing when it comes to Jungkook, definitely not the first person to do that.

"And how does Namjoon know about that?" you hum, plopping your elbow onto the table as you place your chin on your palm, eyes expectedly watching her.

"Jungkook told him when they went out the other day," She waves her hand, "It was before you moved in, actually." she adds and you nod.

So you explain to her your feelings and thoughts about it, while she nods the whole time along your words attentively listening to you until you end it that you're happy about your decision because overall, it's the best option you had.

It feels easy to talk about it to another person, to someone that is not involved in it as much as perhaps Jimin and Taehyung are. Not that you mind that, not at all! In a way, you think Maya is more blunt with you than one of your friends would be, even though they're awfully honest they still care about your feelings a lot. Maya does too but still, she's your new friend and a woman, seeing things slightly differently.

Overall, she agrees with everything anyone has said to you so far and she's just another factor that makes you think; It's not that serious or deep, just enjoy it and let him help you.

The place she has chosen for you to meet feels comfortable and intimate at the same time, thanks to the dim lighting. It's more on the posh side which surprises you, especially some of the prices for a simple drink but luckily, you both stick to non-alcohol drinks for the rest of the night since both of you have to drive back home. You've never been in this place and like Maya reveals, she has been coming here with Namjoon for date nights when they're not particularly aiming for the dinner date.

Somehow, the conversation about two lovebirds that are about to be married, actually very soon since Maya says they're already planning it and want to get married this year, brings you to your own love life. You don't feel uncomfortable talking about it, not even when you bring Haneul and the coincidence of you meeting at the same club, not leaving the fact Jungkook already punched him.

"Jungkook is something else, I swear," Maya giggles, obviously getting excited at the thought of Jungkook punching your ex-boyfriend for you. "But I think he had done the right thing, you said Haneul was coming on to you and even though you were confused about it, he should have asked you before being intrusive."

"I'm glad Jungkook had stepped in," you admit, "I don't know what I'd have done if he wasn't there."

That catches Maya's attention even more, catching onto the hidden meaning behind what you've just said.

"Do you think you'd be able to sleep with him?"

"Who?" you blurt out, eyes wide as soon as that leaves your mouth and Maya's look just the same as she gives you a glance with a grin.

"Haneul, of course," she responds, "Wait, did you think about Jungkook?"

"What? No!" you protest right away, shrinking into the stool you're sitting on but it's too late.

Realization crosses on Maya's face and she gasps, "Were you so... heated," She tries to find the right word. "Because of Jungkook?"

"No?" you murmur, looking away but it's too pointless to deny it. Maya is a smart woman, and apparently she reads you easily but it's your fault for not being able to lie and deny the obvious.

"Girl, I don't blame you," she says, pursing her lips and doing a hand gesture as she leans back.

You clear your throat, almost choking on your spit.

"What? Jungkook is obviously hot and sorry to mention this, but you guys have a history,"

You know she's aiming at the fact that you and Jungkook hooked up which she knows because of what happened on the trip on New Year.

"Come on, it makes sense and there's nothing wrong with that. You can't control how hot somebody is and when that somebody looks like Jungkook at that, it makes you want to jump his bones."

"Maya!" you scold her, looking around to make sure nobody heard her but luckily, the tables are quite far away from one another.

"It's true!" she laughs, definitely not scandalized by what she has just said out loud. You can't blame her, she is right. "You're both single, so you fucked and what? You're both young and are getting along perfectly."

She's one of a kind for sure.

Her words do bring some sort of comfort to you. Your friendship with Jungkook is too precious to you and she makes it sound so easy, which currently feels like since your friendship remains unaffected.

"You're smart people, have sex and fun!" she suggests, almost exclaims and apparently, you do some kind of face, brows shooting up as you nod awkwardly, and it doesn't take too long for Maya to gasp loudly, almost knocking down the stool with her. "No way!"

"Maya--"

"What the fuck," Her lips spread into the widest smile, the one where she shows her perfect teeth and her big plump lips stretch. "You guys are hooking up again, aren't you?"

Guilty and busted, you don't answer but there is no need to because it's more than obvious.

"We just--got in the moment after what happened at the club and we--we didn't have sex that night!" you quickly point out, "After I woke up the next morning, Jungkook was actually very cool about it and he..." you stop, shaking your head embarrassingly as Maya nods, already getting the idea of what must've happened. "And then we haven't seen each other because we were busy but as I moved in, the first night--"

"Oh my god!" she squeals, "You guys did it the first night you moved in? You beasts!"

"Maya!" you shush her, not being able to hold back a giggle as she joins you. "It's not like we're having sex every day. We haven't had it since that night." you shrug.

"So? You can still have it whenever you both want," she shrugs, "Y/N," she calls out your name and once you look up at her, you find her giving you a genuine and relaxed smile. "I want you to know that I'm in no way shaming you. You're not doing anything bad, you're allowed to have fun and like I said, you and Jungkook are smart people. You wouldn't do this if you weren't sure about it."

You smile back at her, giving her a slight nod. "Yes, I think you're right," Her smile widens. "But... could you please perhaps keep it to yourself?" you ask unsurely, knowing there's a high chance she would tell Namjoon.

They're dating, no, engaged for god's sake! You and Jungkook tell yourselves things you swear you won't tell anyone else. You can't imagine they're not doing it too.

"I won't tell anyone," she assures you, "Not even Namjoon, I promise."

Namjoon is not the biggest problem, it's just a very intimate thing and you definitely don't want the whole friend group to know your and Jungkook's business.

You talk for another hour or so, luckily changing the topic to their wedding as Maya shows you some of the pictures she saved for inspiration. Meanwhile, she asks you if you'd accompany her to her wedding dress shopping which you gladly accept. The date is unknown yet but you're more than happy to be a part of such an incredible part of her life.

Coming home later than you'd expect, you're met with lights turned off and the faint sounds of television being turned on as you close the front door. Shrugging the blazer off along with your shoes, you walk to the living room to find Jungkook slouched on the couch, his legs resting on the coffee table as he watches some action movie.

"You're back?" he asks, voice slightly tired as he fumbles his eyes and straightens.

You greet him, grinning as you join him and plop on the space next to him. "Uhm," you tell him, tiredly throwing your leg over him and cuddling up to him.

He chuckles at you, "How was it?"

"Nice," you mumble into his chest, welcomed by the floral scent of him. "Maya asked me to help her pick the wedding dress for her." And she might know about you and me, but you don't tell him that.

You feel like eventually you will but for now, it's not that important information.

"Really?" Jungkook asks, voice quiet and light. "Have you eaten something? I ordered from that Italian restaurant we tried before, I got you the tomato sauce ones you like. It's probably cold by now, so just heat it up."

"God, I love you," you whine dramatically causing him to laugh as his chest vibrates. "We had some appetizers but no actual dinner."

"Then go eat," he ushers you, gently slapping your ass a few times as you groan at him.

Lifting your head up, you look at Jungkook whose face is illuminated by the television screen, the shadows constantly changing by each scene that plays on it. He glances at you, the corner of his lips lifted up and you fight off the urge to kiss him, your growling stomach interrupting you. So you stand up, wanting to cuddle up to him while he preferably rubs your back because you're tired as hell and never can say no to a good back rubbing

"Hey," Jungkook calls out once you're turned back to him and you look at him across your shoulder. "Is there any dress code for tomorrow night?"

Ah, the party Jungkook is invited to. "Nothing specific, just wear something elegant and nice but nothing fancy." you shrug and he gives you a thumbs up.

You still have your stomach to satisfy, being reminded of the party tomorrow once again. Luckily, all of you are working less hours, having enough time to get prepared while the party will be held in a local place which business men usually hire for this kind of occasion.

You're falling asleep with a stomach full, freshly out of the shower and Jungkook sleeping on the other side of the bed. The comfortable silence and soft bed lulls you to sleep in a record time.

Being reminded by Junho not to be late at every opportunity had to take almost all of your remaining energy, causing the rest of the staff to complain silently behind his back. Luckily for some of them, not everyone is required to be there but since you deal with other model agencies, making sure everything goes smoothly and on time, communicating with people, your presence there is mandatory. Not officially though, but you've no plans of having to deal with grumpy and mad Junho if you decided not to attend at the last minute.

Dragging your feet towards the front door, you're immediately welcomed by the pleasant scent of Jungkook's home as you enter. After undressing and taking off your shoes, you find Jungkook in the bedroom, greeted briefly by him as he stares with a frown at his bed where some of his shirts and button-ups are displayed.

"What do you think?" he asks as you put down your purse and plop onto bed, causing some of his shirts to get slightly crinkled as Jungkook scolds you.

Ignoring him, you plop onto your elbows and look at the clothes. "Literally whatever," you shrug, "Everything looks nice."

Rolling his eyes, obviously not finding you being any help he mutters something under his breath. Not wanting to waste any more time, although laying in the bed after an exhausting day despite you leaving early is too strong, you force yourself to stand up.

The shower is quick and so is your ability to take off your make-up, just to do it again. You're busy and so is Jungkook apparently, both of you doing your own thing while you prepare for the evening, so when you actually bump into him after finally making it out of the shower – your breath is taken away.

Completely ignoring the fact that you stand there in your underwear, forgetting your outfit which is hanging in Jungkook's closet, you're speechless as Jungkook wears his usual black slacks with blue striped shirt where his sleeves are rolled up, exposing more of his tattoos. The buttons are not buttoned all the way up, exposing a good amount of chest but not too much for it to be scandalized. Whether he wants to leave it like that or button more of it, he looks handsome as ever.

"Tie or no tie?" he asks, turning around to face you, his eyes momentarily dropping down your body.

You're heated under his gaze, but somehow remain unaffected in terms of Jungkook seeing you like this a few times by now.

"No tie," you answer, walking to his closet and pulling out your baby pink slacks with a matching blazer and a white blouse that has been ironed thoroughly by you. "What do you think?" you ask, showing him the outfit that is hanging on a hanger, although he can't exactly see it clearly.

Turning around, you catch him shamelessly letting his eyes linger on your exposed ass and as he meets your gaze, he has the decency to quirk up his lips in a light smirk.

Playfully rolling your eyes at him, you look at the outfit. "At first I was going to wear a dress but I feel like I wear them every time I attend these kinds of parties and events," you tell him, thinking out loud at the same time.

It looks more formal and different than your usual choice of outfit, but you like it.

"I'm sure you'll look great," Jungkook tells you, waving you off, "But tell me about that lingerie. Is it new?"

"Jungkook!" you exclaim, laughing as he shrugs the same shameless style. Ignoring him, you turn with your back to him, looking for any possible creases before you still have the time to iron it in case it's not completely ironed.

Completely oblivious to Jungkook's approaching figure, you get startled when he gently grabs you by your hips and presses his face into the crook of your neck, tickling you with his hair as you scold him. His touch sets another blazing fire through your entire body, shooting straight between your thighs and it takes everything from you to not press them together.

"What are you saying, a quickie?"

Is he serious right now? You have to get prepared, you like to be on time and not rush yourself when you don't have to. Besides, you'd like to grab a bite of something before you leave. Surely, there will be food but you're there for business, not for stuffing your face with food.

"You're unbelievable," you tell him, scoffing but gasping when he delivers a soft smooch on your neck, hands playing with the hem of your thong. Not the most comfortable underwear, but they make no lines with the slacks you want to wear which is very convenient right now.

What is not convenient to have sex when you're supposed to be there in an hour.

"So? What are you saying?" Jungkook hums, hands still lingering on your burning skin that is scented with his shower gel because you still haven't bought your own. Although, he respectfully doesn't move them any further but enough to tease you and almost cause you to meowl under his touch.

"I just did my make-up," you complain, not moving an inch despite your mouth saying something else. Jungkook notices, lips curling into a silent smirk.

"So? I won't touch your face,"

You snort, knowing it has nothing to do with him touching your face. Sex with Jungkook is messy and hell of a ride, there's no way you'll look presentable enough after that.

"We're already dressed," you try to argue, "There's no time for sex."

"I can be quick," he offers, "Come on, gorgeous. Just bend over for me,"

"Fuck, Jungkook," you breathe out, another wave of heat rushing through you. "Don't say things like that."

"What exactly?" he smiles.

"All of it," you tell him, turning around as you press your hands against his chest, cursing how hard and warm it feels beneath them. "Did the sight of my underwear turn you on?" you tease, trying to somehow get through this without you actually having sex.

Not that you don't want to. You do. So fucking much, but there's just no time for it.

"The sight of you," Jungkook says, inching closer while you start to back away, met with his lips spreading into a grin while he eyes you like a prey. "And maybe your lingerie too, you look hot."

And then he sneaks his hand to your backside, grabbing onto the soft flesh of your asscheek once he's pressed against you, your whole body against the dresser while the edge is digging into your lower back.

"We can have sex when we come home," you offer, breath hitching as Jungkook's another hand does the same thing to your other cheek, spreading them apart as you feel the thin stripe of your thong rubbing against your sex. "We don't have time for another shower."

"I'm gonna be quick, we'll barely break a sweat."

And you're ready to argue, tell him that you'll probably smell like sex and you're about to meet business, important people and you can't walk around smelling like that. But Jungkook pokes his inner cheek with his tongue, eyes tingling with lust and mischief almost as if he knew you're losing this and fuck, he looks so hot your walls contract around nothing and the thought of his dick inside of you wants you to shiver.

"Quick, alright," you tell him, voice already strained as Jungkook nods with a grin and quickly backs away to grab the condom from his nightstand. His lips curl into a frown for a moment when it's the last one, the empty box of condoms tossed onto the nightstand near his lamp.

He joins you in no time, standing in his previous position as he starts unzipping his slacks, exposing the white boxers with a tent growing in them. You don't bother to take off the poor excuse of an underwear, the thong barely doing any job to hide your cunt and they give Jungkook great access.

"No foreplay though," you tell him, his eyes flickering to you as his head is held low to focus on his task of pulling down his boxers.

"You sure?"

"Yeah, there's no time for that. You said quick." you quote him. He knows he did, but there's an unsure frown decorating his pink pouty lips.

"It's gonna burn like hell," he warns you, but you already know all of that.

Your wetness is already too close to drip down your legs and before you can tell Jungkook not to worry about that, even mentioning you should be wet enough, he leaves your side for another moment as he pulls out the lube from where he keeps the condoms.

The moment Jungkook is back and fishes his cock out, you salivate at the angry red tip and veins poking underneath the skin. It's safe to say you're baffled whether to get on your knees and please him instead, although you don't want to be robbed of your own orgasm and of the feeling of his cock stretching your walls.

The sight of Jungkook putting on the condom down his length is never boring, always captivating that makes your thirst for him even worse. He squirts a good amount of lube down his standing and hard cock, the faint scent of strawberries hitting your nose.

"You sure you don't want my fingers at least?" Jungkook asks, throwing you an unsure glance as he suddenly grabs you by your thighs, hoisting you up on his dresser.

Gasping, you look around wondering if the piece of furniture will be able to hold you. It looks like it will and Jungkook spreading your legs catches your attention once again, hands squeezing your flesh to get the response out of you.

"No, just stick it in," you tell him honestly, grinning when you see the amused look on his face. "Fuck me, but you better be quick, I'm not kidding--ah--fuck,"

He doesn't play around, pushing your thong aside and replacing it with the tip of his cock, slowly pushing the head inside that makes you gasp and stop you in the midst of you talking. One hand holding onto his shoulder while the other grips the edge of the dresser, Jungkook starts pushing his entire cock inside you. He's not totally quick, still making sure he doesn't hurt you in the process.

You grunt, throwing your head back at the uncomfortable pressure his cock is causing, yet some of it feels arousing and thanks to the lube, he's entering you smoother and easier even without any preparation. His hand goes between your thighs, thumb circling your clit which automatically makes you relax and he slides in even easier, burying himself inside you to the halt.

"You good?" he asks, voice breathy as you nod eagerly, telling him to get on with it (literally).

And he does.

When he said he's going to be quick, he definitely didn't lie and although the first rounds of his thrusts are a little bit more careful, still quicker than usual, he picks up the pace with each thrust. You can barely take it, his thumb stimulating you while he hits your walls perfectly, angling his hips and cock so it brushes the great spot you've never known you had until Jungkook.

Explicit sounds of wetness and your skin thrusting against each other, you're thankful for Jungkook's body pressed against you and arms holding you by your thighs, making sure you don't slip off.

"Fuck, cunt so good," Jungkook grunts, your walls tightening around him which doesn't go unnoticed by him and causes him to groan. "You like that? You like when I talk about your cunt, huh?"

"Fuck," you curse, hand slipping off Jungkook's shoulder as you let it drop down his chest.

"How good it is, how warm and tight it feels?"

Shit, his dirty mouth is seriously going to be the death of you.

"You like the dirty talk?" he almost teases you, his thrusts and hips not faltering, not even for a second as he's knocking the breath out of you while the furniture shakes from the violent thrusts your bodies make.

Your orgasm is approaching quickly, you're not sure what prompted it to come so fast, whether it's his thrusts or dirty words spitting out of his mouth or both, it doesn't matter. But the enjoyment of reaching the end is quickly cut off from you as Jungkook stops, leaning face towards you as his lips brush against your cheekbone.

"Don't worry, I already knew that."

And he continues, ramming into you and acting upon his carnal desire. It's only a matter of seconds before you moan Jungkook's name in the short form, sounding almost too cute for Jungkook's liking because he's there fucking you and you call him that sweet nickname you've been calling him for years now. The knot snaps inside of you, wetness gushing out of you while Jungkook keeps fucking you, hard and quickly like he promised, grunting at the feeling of your walls clenching him repeatedly.

The thumb off your clit, he spreads your thighs even further apart and sets ruthless pace, rushing towards his own orgasm and with his balls tightening, he knows it's coming because a few more thrusts and he's finally coming, spurting and spilling all of his cum into the pink condom.

"Ah, shit," he curses silently, grunting, giving you a few slowed thrusts to ride through his orgasm.

And then he lets out the most pleased sigh, your fingers clutching the back of his head as he leans against your shoulder to take a few breaths. Your bodies heave with rushed breaths, slowly calming down from your post-ograsmic state.

"Was that quick enough?" he asks, tilting his head to look at you and you snort, a genuine giggle erupts from you before you playfully push him away.

"Shut up and help me get down," you tell him through a smile, Jungkook coming to the rescue as he does exactly what you ask of him.

On wobbly feet, you clutch onto him while ignoring the smug grin he has on his face. "Do I smell of sex?"

You suddenly ask, a heartful laugh resounding from Jungkook at your worries and the fact how serious you sound. "You don't," he tells you, leaning towards you to take a sniff to prove his point as he dramatically holds his head high and hums.

"I told you you'll barely break a sweat." he adds with a triumphal grin, moving to bin the condom.

He did say that. You might not reek of sex and sweat, but Jungkook's cologne is stuck on your skin and even after you dress up, and put your own fragrance on, somewhere in the distance you can still feel him on you.

But who said you mind that?

The place Junho chose looks amazing, indeed. It's huge with staff welcoming you and offering you champagne, which Jungkook accepts and hands you one of the glasses. Thanking him, you look around already recognizing some of the people you work with but there are also people from different departments. Junho definitely went all out to impress the future partners and you see him jumping between other groups of people, smiling all widely which is already a very rare sight to see.

Five minutes in and you're trying to hide your amused smile behind the glass of champagne, but it's not your fault though. It's what Yoongi's unimpressed and bored look does to you. Most of you probably feel the same way, or you for sure, you're just good at hiding it and not showing it in front of others like he does.

"This place looks posh," you comment, Jungkook humming next to you as he sips on the champagne, not wanting to drink tonight since he's driving you back home. You offered to pay for the cab but he declined, saying he doesn't mind driving.

You and him stand behind one of those small tall circle tables, looking around with no need to interact with others just yet. Surely, Junho will notice you and make you mingle through the crowd, making your presence useful. And that's why it's a blow to your ego once he spots you and Jungkook, excusing himself to an older couple before he makes his way to your direction, only for him to snatch Jungkook.

Jungkook throws you a look across his shoulder, both in amusement and silent question if you're okay, you roll your eyes and that's all it takes for him to grin as he lets Junho lead him away. Standing there alone, you spot Benjamin talking to one of, what you assume, future partners. Slowly enjoying the frizzy and sweet taste of the pink champagne, you watch him and notice how professional, yet sweet he looks. His soft brown eyes shine as he's saying something, hands hidden in his grey slacks, as he shoots a handsome grin to the man.

He is handsome and is definitely a rare sight in Seoul. As he told you on his first days working in the company, his mom is French while his dad is Korean. They moved here when he was six and ever since then, he lives here as well while he visits France and his other side of the family at least twice a year. You can see it – he has that french charm going on.

His sandy hair is parted in the middle, swiped back with a gel that makes him look more elegant. Not that you care about office's gossips, but you already heard some of your female co-workers gush about him. It's not like you blame them, he is handsome but is he someone you'd go for? You're not sure. He seems like a sweet guy and his obvious attention that he gives you should flatter you. To some extent, it does. You're just not ready for any relationship right now and you're not sure if dating someone you get to work with every day would be a great decision.

"A few more minutes and I'd think you like him too,"

Eyes rolling automatically, you're not surprised by the sudden presence of the devil himself as he joins and gives you a Cheshire cat smile. "Who cares what you think," you tell him dryly, taking a big gulp of your champagne because suddenly, sipping doesn't sound like an option.

"Careful, you'll insult me," he jokes, and you don't give him that pleasure of reacting to his stupid jabs. "You brought your boyfriend with you?"

"For the millionth time, he is not my boyfriend," you tell him through clenched teeth, not even sparing him a look. "Go away, you're ruining my night."

"You're so mean," Yoongi says and as you take a glance at him, you see him faking a pout which makes you snort. "This party's boring. I should've fake being sick or something."

You laugh, shaking your head at him. "We both know Junho would not let you live for it," you remind him, "I've thought about it too." you murmur, both of you looking at each other before you snort at the same time.

Soon enough, Benjamin comes your way with the older man in a suit, flashing you a toothy grin.

"Hey, Mr. Huang wanted to say hi," Benjamin chirps, the older man smiles although there is some kind of intimidating aura around him.

"Oh, you're one of the Chinese partners, right?" you ask, quickly taking his head as you slightly bow in greeting which he seems to be appreciative about. "It's lovely to meet you!"

He shakes Yoongi's hand, a quiet greeting leaving his lips as the man confirms your assumptions. The conversation doesn't end there and the four of you stand in a circle while Mr. Huang talks about his company and business. Surprisingly, none of it is boring and you find yourself to be intrigued in this conversation. Somewhere in the middle, when Yoongi talks to him and seems to be slightly more relaxed (which means he doesn't look as if he's actually dying here), your and Benjamin's eyes meet and he smiles at you.

"Hey," he mouths and you smile, greeting him back. "You look beautiful tonight."

You feel the familiar warm feeling in your chest whenever somebody compliments you, so you politely thank him and there's no time to be exchanging more words, Mr. Huang is far more important because soon, you find out he's a big name in China.

After a couple of minutes, he parts from you with Benjamin as well, which most likely means he's been told to accompany him through the evening by Junho. You and Yoongi are soon swapped by another group, although this time your co-workers as they start to gush around all the business partners.

In a conversation you particularly take no interest in, you scan the room around you and find Jungkook almost immediately, standing on the other side of the room. It's not that hard to spot him in his striped shirt, recognizing those thighs and butt almost immediately. You allow yourself to watch him, not finding anything more interesting at the moment.

You're not surprised to see some of the women glancing his way, whispering something to each other and not even the presence of a model next to him doesn't surprise you. She's almost as tall as Jungkook with the heels she's wearing, her long and exposed tan legs on full display. Her mouth is moving which indicates she's talking while the rest of the people watch and listen to her, Jungkook nodding along before he opens his mouth and starts talking again.

The memories of him and you before you came here pop in your mind, causing you to dryly gulp and you hate to admit how it smooths your soul to know you're the one he fucked today, not the model or any other woman. It's hard to stay confident with a woman next to him looking like that, deep down you know how pathetic it is. It slightly irritates you how easy it would be for him to get any woman he points at.

Sometime, a little bit after Jungkook stops talking and listens to Junho again, he shifts his gaze and looks around, just right to the side where you are standing. Your eyes meet, and you grin as he sends you a toothy grin back, a heat spreading in your stomach and shamefully enough, between your thighs as well. You have to look away, feeling the heat crawling at the back of your neck and luckily, your name is being called by Lauren, one of the assistants working under you.

Jungkook turns around to pay a full attention to the conversation, bowing politely whenever Junho praises his work for the hundredth time in the past twenty minutes.

"... like I said, I'd love to work with you on this next project Mr. Jeon," Junho chirps, looking straight at Jungkook as everyone quietens down. "I know you've got your own business going on, but we as a company would be more than thrilled to work with you again."

He can't lie, the money Junho is offering sounds good and Jungkook can make some free time for this, since it's in two months. He is usually booked for the whole year but he surely can think of something. Also Junho is aware of your friendship, and despite this deal having nothing to do with you, Jungkook also wants to take it for you. He heard you saying he's acting like a prick sometimes, it surely can get useful if Jungkook accepts this job. He hopes this way, Junho will go easier on you.

Although, he's not sure if men and bosses like him are like that.

"It sounds appealing, Mr. Gwan," Jungkook smiles, "I will take it, we can discuss further details later. If you're okay with that, of course."

"That sounds wonderful!" Junho doesn't hide his happiness of snatching Jungkook as his photographer for the next project. "We will need one more photographer, though."

It makes sense, there is a lot of work and the main job will go to Jungkook, but there has to be another photographer to do other small jobs like taking polaroids, helping with taking more photos and so on.

"If you don't mind, I know someone that might help," Jungkook offers and Junho attentively listens, nodding right away. It seems like he trusts Jungkook's judgement, the conversation lasting for another half an hour.

It's not as bad here as you thought it would be. That's your current thought as you sip on your third glass, the pistachio flavor on your tongue thanks to the macaroon you've tasted just a minute ago.

Of course, your sudden change of opinion could be thanks to the champagne but still, there's boredom starting to annoy you. You would still rather be wrapped in a blanket with no make-up and watching whatever shit show they're playing on the television right now.

A hand brushes against your lower back, a familiar cologne hitting your nose as another presence joins you. "You good? You're having fun?"

Glancing at Jungkook, you don't fight off the soft smile that appears on your lips which he reciprocates right away, reaching for one of the grilled toasts since you're standing next to the food table. "Fuck, I'm so hungry." he mutters and bites into the toast while you grin.

"Can't say I'm having the best time of my life but yeah, it's not that bad," you admit, shaking your head when Jungkook offers you a bite from his toast. "What about you? You sure are busy tonight." you joke, seeing him nod as he swallows his bite.

"Junho offered me a job, I think that's why he wanted me here," Jungkook informs you, your eyes widening in surprise and interest which takes all of him to continue. "It's just one project but he's offering good money."

"So you took it?" you ask interestedly, scooting away from the table as Jungkook takes one of the plates.

"Yeah," he says with a full mouth, clearing his throat as if he just noticed where he is. It causes you to giggle as you grab a napkin for him, which he takes from you with a silenced 'thanks'.

You don't ask anything further, letting him eat in peace as you tell him about your evening so far, mentioning you've met Mr. Huang which Jungkook responds he has met him too, he's one of the main partners for the project he's going to work on. Among all of that, Jungkook also mentions the model which you could've seen standing next to him and apparently, she'll be the main star on it.

Ignoring the sour taste in your mouth and on your face, you stay silent and listen to Jungkook instead as he finishes his toast, and tells you more about people he has met so far. To be honest, Jungkook looks in his element and you don't get that much opportunity to see him in a situation like this. Yes, he's always been cool and extroverted whenever he hung out with someone, but being in this businessy state is quite something new. You can't say you hate it.

He's hot, and you're more than sure you'll be asked by at least one woman about him, judging by the eyes on you.

Jungkook may be attracting the most women audience here, but also one pair of eyes is set on you and once you wave at the man Jungkook remembers, even though it takes him a moment to realize, you look at him in a question.

"Is that the guy who stared at us before?"

You snort at his bluntless, replaying the moment when Jungkook came to pick you up and was thrown off by the sudden stare coming from Benjamin.

"Yeah, that's Benjamin." you answer, glancing at him again and he's not looking at you currently, however he keeps glancing your direction here and there.

"What's with the stare down?" Jungkook frowns in confusion, putting down the empty plate as he wipes his mouth clean, throwing the napkin to the bin. "Do you have a crush on him or something?"

You snort, looking amusingly at Jungkook. "It's the other way around, Mr. Jeon."

"Wait--he has a crush on you?" Jungkook sounds surprised.

"Well, don't sound so surprised. I am not that bad looking and I am completely worthy of being someone's crush." you joke, wiggling your brows at him as he lifts the corner of his lips in an amused chuckle.

"That's not what I meant," he shakes his head, "You just never mentioned him. Is he giving you a hard time?"

You laugh, patting Jungkook's chest while you adjust his shirt a little. "There was no reason to," you tell him, sliding your hands down his chest before you let go of him. "And no, he's just obviously into me and I am trying to politely show him that I am not interested."

"Just tell him," Jungkook shrugs, "You're so blunt and straight-forward, why don't you just tell him?"

"Well, because he has never told me he likes me that way. I think it's obvious but I can't just call him out on it. Besides, he's a nice guy and I don't want to hurt him by saying something so blunt right away, especially when he didn't give me a reason for it," you explain, seeing Jungkook frowning in thought as he looks away from you and shifts his gaze on Benjamin.

Noticing it, you elbow him in his abs which barely does anything since you're met with a set of hard muscles. "Don't just stare at him!" you harshly whisper, met with Jungkook's amused look. "You look intimidating and you're making it more than obvious we are talking about him." you scold him, amusing Jungkook even more as he lets out a laugh.

"Okay, Ms. Professional," he teases you, causing you to annoyingly purse your lips at him.

"Mr. Jeon, can you come here please for a second?" Junho calls Jungkook, your annoyance clearly showing because Jungkook laughs at your expression, thanks to Jungkook's body that is hiding you from Junho's sharp eyes.

"You gonna be okay?" Jungkook asks, checking on you as you playfully roll your eyes and push him from you.

"Just go, Mr. Jeon,"

Jungkook shoots you a wink, your skin burning at the single reaction as he walks away as if nothing happened. In a desperate need to fan yourself, you settle on drinking instead as you scurry away from the curious women's eyes. Unlike them, they don't hide the grin and swoon Jungkook has made them feel.

Most of the night is spent with your best friend slash fuck buddy, being ripped away from you at every opportunity – whether it's Jungkook's presence wanted or yours. You can't say you're disappointed because you know this party is mainly about business, Junho's invitation for Jungkook more than clear now, but still, you enjoy every little minute you get to spend next to Jungkook who is kind enough to come and check on you whenever he can.

You're not going to lie, you do enjoy his close proximity and whenever he brushes past you, and you blame it all on him. One look at him and you keep yourself from salivating, and maybe you should blame the amount of champagne glasses you've drunk. You're not drunk though, god no, you can't possibly get drunk on a work related thing, whether it's a party or something else. You just feel a familiar heat relaxing your body and from time to time, you find yourself getting drowsy and distracted which the alcohol is the real cause for.

"I don't think I've ever thanked you enough," Benjamin says, a trail of thoughts interrupted by his soft but yet manly voice, a guilt burning in your chest for not listening to him for a moment.

Turning your gaze back to him, you offer him a confused smile. You've been standing and talking together for a while now. He mostly updated you about Mr. Huang and confirmed your assumptions about Junho telling Benjamin to accompany the important man. The conversation hasn't been uncomfortable, not at all, quite on the contrary. At least he's been keeping you company, something you're very grateful about.

"Thanked me?" you ask, smiling and frowning in confusion as Benjamin chuckles, glancing down at his glass before he looks back at you and nods.

"I was so nervous to be working here and you've made me feel welcomed from the very beginning,"

Your heart warms up at his thoughtful words, knowing how hard it is to be changing jobs and be in a new team. Remembering Benjamin's nervous and very polite attitude, it's hard to forget how nervous he really seemed to be but a good thing is, he's skilled. He also speaks French which definitely adds a lot of points on his CV, and you had the opportunity to hear him speak the foreign language while he was talking on the phone with clients.

Somebody might say he's a male character coming straight from a romantic movie.

Back to the first Benjamin's days of working here, you do remember assuring him that he'll do a great job and whatever needed to be explained, you made sure to explain it to him or at least tell someone to do it. And he's very smart, understood everything from the first explanation and there hasn't been any problem with him. Junho also seems to be very pleased by taking him in, that says enough in your opinion.

"I guess I wanted to thank you for that."

"Ah, you don't need to thank me," you assure him, touching his forearm softly but you pry your hands off as soon as he looks down at the touch. "You really are welcome,"

You give him a smile and he looks back at you, offering you the same smile while you feel his eyes linger on you a little bit too long, which wouldn't be a bother, if it weren't for the look in them.

"So, tell me more... have you grown accustomed to Junho and his work ethic?"

That makes him snap out of his daze as he chuckles, seeing your own grin when he seems to understand exactly what you are talking about. It doesn't take a genius to figure out Junho and his wild personality. He's a pain in the ass but isn't that bad of a boss. He still could've been worse, that's what you mostly tell yourself when the man pisses you off.

"Yeah, his work ethic is something else," he says with a grin, getting a genuine laugh from you. "I actually don't find him bad, well he is peculiar but--"

"Hey, I'm back," A chest brushes against your back, soon followed with a hand lingering on your lower back before Jungkook stands next to you, his arm brushing against your side. "Sorry, did I interrupt something?"

Glancing at Jungkook, you find him already staring at Benjamin who has a look of confusion crossed on his face, until he glances between you and him, eyes scanning Jungkook's whole figure. You tense, not liking the way he eyes Jungkook and there's no chance Jungkook himself doesn't notice it, but he seems collected and staring right back at him.

Shifting on your heels, you clear your throat and give Jungkook a crooked smile. "No, not at all," you tell him, "This is my new co-worker Benjamin. This is Jungkook."

Leaving out the fact that Jungkook knows who he is by now.

Benjamin forces a polite smile on his full lips, "I haven't seen you around, do you work here?"

A little perplexed by the lack of a proper introduction by Benjamin himself, you quickly shake yourself out of it. It's the tone he low-key settles that makes you a little bit anxious, because whatever the Alpha stare-down the two men have, it never ends up nicely.

"I don't," Jungkook answers curtly, giving him a smile that almost screams fake, and you hope Benjamin can't tell because you can't deal with any of this. "I came with Y/N."

Benjamin mimics Jungkook's fake smile, your heart picking up the pace by the sudden tension even though the conversation isn't too forward. It's the one and visibly stare-down the two of them have.

"Ah, yes," Benjamin exclaims in thought, "You're her friend. Yoongi told me,"

At the mention of the evil man, you tense even more and curse him whenever he is right now. Of course, he is somehow involved in this. Even if he told him the truth, you still don't trust Yoongi and his intentions. Since Benjamin knows about Jungkook and who he is to you, it means he probably asked Yoongi. And the idiot knows Benjamin has his eyes for you, he's very well aware that you're not interested. The news doesn't surprise you, yet it irritates you to the core.

"I didn't know we could've brought friends." Benjamin says, this time completely aimed at you as he solely stares at you, a look you've grown used to visible on his face as you give him a crooked smile, an uncomfortable shift that doesn't go unnoticed by Jungkook who simply watches the interaction.

"Actually, I'm her boyfriend,"

Catching yourself from choking on your spit, you stare at Jungkook with wide eyes but he doesn't even spare you a glance, eyeing Benjamin who seems to be just as surprised to hear him.

"Boyfriend?" he breathes out, "I didn't know you had a--"

"Yeah, well it's very new, not many people know." you cut him off, offering him a slight smile while you ignore the guilt by the lie. To go with your lie, you scoot closer to Jungkook and look up at him, finding him already staring back at you and you know he's fighting off to smirk right in front of Benjamin.

He eyes you as if you and Jungkook have grown another two heads, his lips slightly twitching as he's trying not to show his displeasure by the news. But of course, nothing is easy when someone particular is around.

"Didn't you tell me just a few hours ago that he isn't your boyfriend?"

Another voice chirps in and if looks could kill, Yoongi would've been dead right away. He looks pleased as he joins you, everyone's eyes on you as you narrow your eyes at the only person you want to attack at the moment.

Yoongi's words spark a hope in Benjamin's eyes, and his attention is solely back on you as you give him a nervous chuckle.

"I don't have to confess to you, Yoongi. Why would I tell you about my personal life?" you challenge Yoongi, raising your brow at him. To be honest, you're quite nervous to tell him something because Yoongi seems like the perfect definition of a snake. You're scared what next comes out of his mouth.

"Why would you lie about such a simple question?" he chirps back, your hands itching to wrap them around his neck but you feel Jungkook's hand on your hip, rubbing you slightly through the fabric.

Thankfully, Benjamin is being called by one of your co-workers and he excuses himself, a perplexed expression on his face as he murmurs his excuse.

"Why the hell would you do that?" you exclaim right away, once Benjamin is out of ear shot.

What drives you completely nuts it's the way Yoongi effortlessly shrugs, not minding he's ruining everything and poking his nose into something that is none of his business.

"Why would you lie to him? Just tell him straight away you don't like him that way, don't lie to him."

Those words coming from Yoongi out of people actually makes you embarrassed, because you know you'd just go along with Jungkook's lie who came to save your ass once he sensed your discomfort.

Before you can open your mouth, not even sure what you want to say other than tell him to fuck off, Jungkook is already one step ahead of you.

"What's it to you?" Jungkook's voice booms out, his features frowned in a hardened scowl.

Jungkook succeeds at getting a reaction from Yoongi, and that is a scowl that clouds his usual nonchalant or amused features.

"I'm bored," he shrugs and you almost scoff out loud at this man. "And besides, she lied."

"And you should mind your business." Jungkook offers but with an edge to his tone that makes you tense, but you're too shocked to even move an inch.

"So should you," Yoongi almost sings out, pursing his lips as you gasp at his rude response while Jungkook frowns.

"You came out of nowhere and said you're bored." Jungkook points out through clenched teeth, still trying to grasp what Yoongi's intentions are while he continues to be unbothered as he looks around for a moment.

"Because I am."

"What are you? A child?" Jungkook scoffs, Yoongi's head turning towards your best friend as he frowns at him. But Jungkook doesn't stop. "Go to the playground then," he snaps and Yoongi opens his mouth, a dead glare set on his eyes as you quickly jump between the two men.

"Okay, stop it you two," you warn them through clenched teeth, "This is ridiculous,"

You look at them but stop on Yoongi, searching face as he simply just stares back at you. His face is expressionless like most of the time and it's hard to read what he thinks. Not an ounce of any emotion which only makes you let out a sigh, both in exhaustion and disappointment. He's sticking his nose where it doesn't belong and you hope he's at least aware of the look of disappointment, not even anger, you give him.

Jungkook's name falls past your lips as you gently tug onto his arm, finding him glaring the hell out of Yoongi, seeming to be just as irritated. However, Yoongi solely stares at you before he looks away for whatever reason, not giving Jungkook and you any attention. Jungkook doesn't move, almost as if he didn't hear you but you know he has and judging by the deadly look, he doesn't want Yoongi to get away with this.

"Jungkook," you warn him, tugging him harder and he finally lets you lead him away from Yoongi, but not before he sends him one last glare.

Luckily, the party is slowly ending as people are leaving and one final round of bidding goodbye to some of the partners and Junho, you're out of the place. What shocks you is the way Jungkook stays quiet for the rest of the ride, jaw clenched and so far, he looks even more mad at Yoongi than you are.

So you sit back, enjoying the leather soft seats his car offers because that's enough drama for tonight.

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[ladykibutsuji]

If you can't, who will?

Obanai Iguro x Reader

Angst: Unrequited love with a twist~

Normal Timeline

I don't own the pictures used!

February 14th

I'm not a big fan of February.

'Day of Romance' they say but for me it's a day of torture.

Watching other people love each other as I stare enviously.

How unfair is that?

“Y/N~ The chocolates are ready”

You snapped out your thoughts as shinobu called out for you, she and Aoi helped you with making Valentine's chocolate since you informed shinobu about wanting to give someone a chocolate for valentine's

You walked towards her and Aoi staring at the chocolates that the 3 of you made together, although shinobu was a very busy person she decided to make time for valentine's.

Shinobu took a piece of chocolate and placed it Infront of your mouth "Say ahh~", You opened your mouth as shinobu gently put the chocolate in your mouth. The chocolate slowly melted in your tongue and you could taste how delicious it was, "This is so good and delicious thank you for helping me Shinobu and Aoi" you hummed.

Aoi gave you a smile while shinobu patted your head "My, my there's no need to thank me..Friends are always there for each other aren't they?" Shinobu paused for a while until something a random question in her thoughts "Now come to think of it you never told us about the person you will give it to I wonder who is it? Mind telling us Y/N?"

The moment you heard shinobu's question you immediately froze on spot while Aoi temporarily stopped baking since she was also curious about the answer you will provide, They stared at you with curiousity and you are just continuously sweating deciding whether you should tell them or not.

The room was too quiet because you are refusing to answer so shinobu jumped to conclusions as she gasped "Don't Tell me it's Tomioka!" You just shook your head denying her assumption as you grabbed a box full of chocolate and excusing yourself to leave "Sorry Shinobu! I'll be back soon I- uh I'm not feeling well"

"If you are not feeling well I could always he-"

"NO THANKS!"

You dashed out the door leaving both shinobu and Aoi stunned, "Wait Ms. Y/N!" Aoi tried to call you but you are already running away and far. To them you are a pretty calm person so they are shocked and surprised to see you acting that way. Shinobu and Aoi just stared at each other laughing the situation off "Y/N is really a mysterious person isn't she? I'm still wondering who's the lucky guy though.."

STOMP STOMP

You kept on running and running until the butterfly mansion is out of view, you are too embarrassed to face them nor even answer the question shinobu asked

After all, they knew about Iguro's love for mitsuri

Some things are better to be kept.

BUMP

You accidentally bumped into someone and was about to fall down to the floor until someone caught your arms on time

"I'm sorry! I wasn't looking! A-" you were about to say something until you suddenly realized who it was

It was no other than the guy who stole your heart

But never being able to return it.

"Iguro!" You quickly got on your feet as you slightly bowed to him apologizing for accidentally running into him, "Keep your head up Y/N, It's fine."

You slightly blushed just by hearing his Voice, who wouldn't? he's hot

You then thought about the box of chocolate resting in your hand and since he was already here you might aswell just give him the chocolate and confess your feelings for him that is bottled up for years.

Though it was clear to you that he likes someone else

But taking the risk is not bad is it?

"It's been a while Iguro..I-" You are so lost in your thoughts that you didn't notice him walking away "eh?" You are a bit confused at first since he was fast then you shook your head and raised your voice loud enough for him to hear you "Wait Iguro!", Iguro continued walking as if you didn't called out for him "I'm busy."

"But it's important!" After hearing the word 'Important' he stopped walking. as much as he doesn't want to waste his time because he have a date with mitsuri He decided to hear you out "Make it quick, I still have to go to Kocho's mansion to retrieve my forgotten item and a schedule to attend."

You then took out a letter from your pockets and placed it on top of the box of chocolate that you are going to give him and slowly walked towards him

"This is for you.." You said shyly as you handed him the box of chocolate with the letter, he stared at you with disgust before taking the chocolate and letter you gave him

"What's this for?" He asked as kaburamaru tried to get closer to the chocolate, you gave kaburamaru a head pat that he seems to have enjoy "For valentine's" you responded.

"Get your filthy hands off kaburamaru." You were a bit taken aback by his words since before he really didn't mind you petting kaburamaru infact he even lets you have kaburamaru on your neck for days "Oh I'm sorry.." After you stopped petting kaburamaru he was upset and hissed at Iguro

"and about the letter... it's about what I feel for you for these past fe-"

"I don't have time to listen to your non-sense."

He dropped the chocolate box as he ripped the letter apart leaving you flabbergasted, "Weakness disgust me in other words YOU disgust me. You are just a kinoe so stop talking to me so casually." Even kaburamaru was shock that he had had wide eyes

But why? I was there for you when you had nothing

"I see... I'm sorry for bothering you."

"You should be, I'm only accepting letters and chocolate from mitsuri so if you don't mind I'll be taking my leave." You gave him a slight nod with a smile and before Iguro was about to leave he gave you his final rejection words "I can't love someone who's as weak as you." He then disappeared while you are still standing at the same spot where the man you love and admired for years rejected you worse is that he even bad mouthed you.

You are holding back tears while a million thoughts raced in your head

Was I ever enough?

But why I was there??

I was the one who helped you escape

FLASHBACK:

"this flower reminds me of you! It's so pretty"

"You think I'm Pretty?" You asked as he nodded happily, he placed the flowers in your hair as you return him a gentle smile, Iguro sticking his arms out of his cage is easier due to the fact of how big the gap is and he was skinny at the time

"give him that food"

You and Iguro could hear distance noises which mean someone is about to come at Iguro's cage so you quickly had to leave before the both of you get caught

"I'm sorry Iguro, I'll be back I promise.."

"Wait before you go!" He held your hand tightly from the behind his cage as he looked at you looking a little shy

"If we ever get out of this hell... Promise me that we will get married someday"

"I promise"

"Hello Y/N, how are you?"

Hearing a familiar voice you snapped out of your own thoughts from the past and stared at the man who is now in front of you

The man Infront of you is Giyuu tomioka, The water hashira himself.

"Oh Tomioka!" You slightly bowed greeting him "Are you going to Shinobu?"

"Yes but since you are also here, I have something for you"

He then pulled out a small bouquet of flowers from the bag he is holding and handed them to you, at first you are shock that he would give you something like that so you had your hand on your mouth

"is this really okay?" You asked before taking the flowers, "Yes, it's for you"

With your delusional brain you thought that he had a crush on you or this was his way of saying "I like you" so you slightly blushed at the thought and was happy that after all these years someone is able to love you

Oh boy how wrong you are

"Tanjiro told me I should give these to the other hashira to make friends"

Oh.

"But I'm a kinoe?" You tilted your head in confusion while holding the flowers he just gave you, Giyuu stared at you for a while before answering "I know but I acknowledge your strength so I'm giving you one." He gently patted your head before walking away not noticing the smile he had on his face

However his words aren't useful

You still thought to yourself that you are nothing but a weak human being

After all if you are really strong you could of have been a hashira yeah? But you are just a kinoe.

A useless one

Would anyone really love such a weak person like you?

Can anyone love someone like you?

Back at your estate, you are just in your garden sulking even your crow is concerned

Earlier, Kyojuro came to visit you to greet you a "happy valentine's" and gave you delicious desserts but you ignored him so he was sad and he left your estate with a broken heart

Poor kyojuro:(

"Y/N! Y/N! Are you dead?"

You have been sulking for hours and not moving a muscle that your crow assumed you died on spot

KNOCK KNOCK

"Y/N! Someone is at the door!"

You Ignored the noises and continued sulking so your crow had no other choice but to get the door itself "If this continued you might as well get eaten by a demon!" The crow hurried to the door

You pulled your knees to your chest as you buried your own face onto it tears started to form.

"I was there, I was the one who accepted him ever since we were kids.." you said to yourself as millions of thoughts continued raging in your head

"if he can't love me..who will?"

"I will"

You flinched at the response you weren't expecting and turned around only to find mitsuri with a bouquet of flowers, chocolate, and a wrapped gift with your crow on her shoulder

"Mitsuri! I didn't expect you to visit all of the sudden" you wiped off the tears in your eyes and fixed your hair that is a bit messy because of the wind "I'm sorry if you have to see me like this"

"she won't stop sulking for hours! I told you she's crazy I'm leaving her to you!" The crow then flied far away from both you and mitsuri

"see you like what? I don't get what you are talking about your face is still shining as bright" she approached you closer and sat Infront of you after she sat Infront of you she tucked your hair behind your ears as her eyes stared deeply into yours "Your beauty is really incomparable"

What's the meaning of this?

Flattered by her words you couldn't find the right words to say "a-aren't you supposed to be on a date with aguro? I mean oguro? No.. Obama!" You are too much of a mess to say Iguro's name right

Mitsuri let out a light hearted laugh upon seeing your reaction that she thinks it's adorable "Well..I didn't really think that it was a date I thought we were only hanging out as friends until he told me confessed about his feelings for me..." She paused for a little smiling at you "But of course I rejected him because I want you!"

This isn't right

"Aren't we both women?" You asked nervously, mitsuri put her finger on your lips as a signal of 'Shush' "So what now if we are both women? It's not a crime to love each other"

"but what about Iguro?" A question after a question though mitsuri doesn't mind answering all of your questions even if it seems like there is no end to your questions "He doesn't matter now does he?"

She said that as if it was a normal thing, "Anyways! I'm excited for you to open this gift of mine! Open it" mitsuri handed you her gift and this made you curious of what's inside so you unwrapped it slowly trying not to damage what's inside.

After unwrapping it you found a tulip hairpin inside of it and it was stunning "This is really pretty mitsuri! Thank you" you gave her a warm smile while hugging her which made mitsuri die in happiness

Mitsuri was delighted that you appreciated her gift so she returned the hug by embracing you more tightly! She almost crushed you to death btw

After pulling away from the hug mitsuri asked you if she could put the hairpin on your hair to which you agreed to, she then gently placed the hairpin on your preferred spot

"do you wanna know why I choosed a tulip hairpin?" She asked while she's still fixing your hair, "why?"

"it's to represent my deep love for you!" She stated with a big smile on her face, to be honest you really don't know what to feel because you didn't expect for a Woman (Especially mitsuri) to take a liking to you but then again you decided to give mitsuri a chance because like she said 'Gender doesn't matter as long as the both of you truly love each other'

"I know you are confused right now Y/N but my love for you is real and I'm not expecting you to reciprocate it I just wanted you to know" her words caught you off guard "I also want you to know that if nobody can settle down with you I will!"

After iguro's harsh words you no longer feel bad about yourself thanks to mitsuri, you are about to say something until she spoke first

"I have a question for you Y/N"

"Yes?"

"Can I court you?"

The choice is yours Reader.

Happy pride month everybody!

• I'm aware that in this fanfiction the events occurred on February but in the real world it's June which is pride month!

• since it's pride month I'll reveal my sexuality to my lovely followers

• I'm actually bisexual though I mostly date women rather than men.

• Thank you so much for the people who reads my fanfictions! No words can express on how thankful I am for those who supports me<3

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[keen-li]

CLAWED | JJK | CH 04

Synopsis: "do you honestly think I want your help? I'm desperate " you can still see the hatred he has for you in his eyes, but you can also see the desperation.

Genre: e2l, angst, fluff, smut-ish. Convict jk x police officer reader

Fem reader x jk

Warnings:cussing

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"Well did you do it" you ask audibly but he hears you.

"fuck no, I'd never do that. shit y/n" he runs his hands through his hair and you can see his frustration and how this affected him.

"you think I'd do it?" no you don't think he'd do such a thing, yes you hated him but you didn't think of him that low. Even if he was mean to you still nothing criminal in him.

"you really think that huh?" he asks you pleadingly this time.

"No no I don't think that" you reassure him.

"Everyone does though" he says defeated and dropping his head in his palms.

"I don't think you'd to do that" you say gently approaching him and questioning if he'd be okay with you putting your hand on his back. But when you choose to do it anyways he doesn't protest.

"Everyone thinks that and even after said I was proven innocent and told everyone I didn't do anything, no one believes me"

you can hear the weakness and his voice. This is the first time you're seeing jungkook this way.

"I've been trying to get a job and even tried to get my job back at the station. But everyone declines when they find out about it."

Now it makes sense why nobody knew about the situation. They tried to hush it. The is station wouldn't want anyone knowing or finding that they let someone who allegedly committed fraud work there.

"it's been really hard" he says but you don't see signs of tears. He never liked to show people his emotional side. Mr I have no emotions jungkook.

"Is that why you lost your house?" You ask walking on eggshells with that question.

"no I lost it because of gambling. After everything I really lost myself and got into bad company."

"what bad company?" You ask but he doesn't answer you or even spare you a glance simply walking out of the house and closing the door behind him.

You didn't want to bug him and so you let him leave and have his space. You're really worried about him now more than before cause you know what's been going on with him, surface level at least.

You don't know where he's going to but you hope he comes back.

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It's the next night and jungkook is still not home. You keep peeping out the window just in case you see him walking down the street coming back, but you don't see him and eventually give up hope.

You think you're relaxed but your body language says otherwise. You're sitting on the edge of the couch tapping your feet uncontrollably and involuntarily

Your feet jump in action when you hear a knock at the door thinking it might be jungkook but when you open the door and see yoongi the disappointment is visible.

"You aren't happy to see me?" Yoongi says as he analyzes your face. He's in his usual outfit but this time in a pair of black cargo pants.

"It's not like that..... I was just expecting someone." You say finally giving yoongi your full attention.

"you want to come in?" You ask yoongi and let him in when he answers 'sure'. You take one last look outside hoping, just hoping.

You and yoongi take a seat on the couch as he analyses your house and compliments when he sees something he likes, which is alot of things. Seems like you and yoongi have similar likes when it comes to house decorating.

After complimenting the things in your house he asks what you thought about his brownies.

"oh I forgot to give you my review didn't I?" you say smiling and laughing awkwardly.

"Good news is I finished them and they were delicious" he laughs at the way you say it excitedly and so enthusiastically.

"I'm glad you like them that much."

"They kinda reminded me of my mom's brownies, but no one can beat my mom's brownies" you both laugh at that.

"ouch" Yoongi feigns being hit in the heart.

"but you're right no one can compete."

You and yoongi keep talking and by now jungkook hasn't crossed your mind. You and yoongi just talk about your childhood favourite foods and recipes. Seems like he likes to cook. if yoongi didn't change the topic you'd still be chatting about food by now.

"You wanna touch it?" He says pulling his hair out of the hair tie and letting it fall. He runs his hands through it quickly just to arrange it.

"Oh my gosh it's so beautiful" you say as you move closer to him and ask with your eyes if you really can touch it and he nods yes.

Your body is now facing him and he watches you run your hands through his hair and your eyes light up looking at his beautiful hair. You've never seen a man with such beautiful hair.

"Does this feel nice?" You ask softly.

"Yeah it does" he says staring at your face. You feel a certain type of pride when yoongi tells you that you're the only person,woman, he has let touch his hair.

You're still touching his hair when you feel a strong and warm arm warp around your waist and pull you in.

You use your hands to balance yourself, one on the arm of the chair and the other on the part of the couch behind yoongi's head.

"It feels so good when you touch me like that." His face is so close to yours that you can feel his breath on you. You don’t move from him and just hum when he says something.

He starts to kiss your neck and and his hands starts to rub your back and move lower and lower each second. You don't when you started but your hips are moving back and forth on his lap grinding against him. Your hands are still in his hair when you hear a tiny moan leave your mouth, yoongi smirks against your skin at that. He'd been thinking about this moment for quite sometime and so have you.

You’re 5 minutes into your little session when you hear your door open and shortly you see jungkook walk through.

“What the-” he says noticing you and yoongi. you immediately get off yoongi leaving him clueless and he turns to eye jungkook. You don't know what you're thinking or what anyone is thinking. Jungkook doesn't say anything and uses the back door to leave to the back yard. “Are you okay?” yoongi says seeing the distress on your face.

"I’m sorry Yoongi" he doesn’t say anything but simply stands up.

"I guess I’m gonna get going"

“Uh yeah, I’ll walk you to the door”

You two say your goodbyes and Yoongi reassures you that if you need anything you can always go to him. You're pretty he's noticed the worried look on your face.

When you close the door you take a few minutes to breathe then walk back inside. When you walk into the kitchen to wait for Jungkook you already find him leaning against the island. You still can’t tell what he’s thinking but by his body language he seems tense. His body and muscles are tense. But his face is relaxed.

"Jungkook where were you?" you lean against the island too standing next to him. He doesn't say anything. He keeps his focus on one of the switches on the wall right above the stove.

"I was worried" you whisper not feeling too proud to say it out loud. your head turns and you try to check jungkook's face for any emotion or reaction. But he has none, he doesn't even seem interested in hearing what you have to say.

The only reason you were worried was because you felt like you were a little harsh to him.

"Are you mad about the yoongi thing" you say folding your arms over your chest.

"if you're mad about that I'm sorry" you don't even know why you apologize to him but it seems to have caught his attention. He smirks and in a swift movement jungkook locks you between him and the island.

His body towers over you and you feel yourself shrink under him. When you look up at him you're drawn into his dark eyes, you see some kind of amusement in them as he stares back into yours. Your eyes run down to his rosy lips which he are accessorized by a silver lip ring which he plays with currently, he definitely notices your eye movement. Your breathing gets heavy as you anticipate what he's gonna do.

He moves closer to you and you can't seem to find the will to move away from him. His face is centimeters away from your face and you can't find the will or power to move away.

"What are you apologising for? " His tone is slow, gentle and deliberate as you feel his breath hit your face. For a guy with a bad tongue his birth smells good. But you can still smell the slight smell of alcohol in it.

"F-for the yoongi thing" you stummer and feel nervous under his gaze.

Jungkook moves closer to your neck and you feel your breath becoming heavier. His warm breath hits your neck and you feel the goosebumps appear on your skin.

Jungkook notices the hickeys yoongi's left on your skin and he chuckles. He slowly and gently places a kiss on your neck and your mind starts running you don't want to feel this, you refuse your body from reacting to him.

But jungkook definitely notices this and he chuckles again and moves to your ear. You feel his smile drop and his demeanour become cold.

"Y/n I don't give a fuck who you fuck. If you want to fuck him go ahead. I don't care" he says harshly in your ear.

He then abruptly detaches his body from yours and you can see the coldness in his eyes as he walks away not sparing you a single glance.

You stand there wondering what the actual heck just happened. Why did he do that and why did you react like that, you're infuriated by the fact that jungkook acted that way because it was not necessary. But you're mostly angry about the way your body reacted, even if you did hold yourself. Why did you let him do that why didn't you stand up for yourself and push him away for running away and not telling you where he went.

why did you even apologize for something that doesn't concern him and now he feels more entitled and superior.

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[cafecourage]

Idk if requests are open; if they're not, please feel free to ignore this!!!

Okay so uh, I know that the post I'm gonna reference is more than a year old, but I just discovered your blog and I went on a binge and, well...

The Dragon Au Part 2? The one with Sky (along with the other boys, but I'm focusing on Sky)? Where you said that Sky would probably never tell his S/O about him being a dragon despite the trust he has in his S/O?

It's just...so sad! 😭 So, if I may, could I request a fic where Reader (who is, or wants to be, Sky's S/O) finds out that Sky's a dragon?

Maybe he accidentally shifted during battle, or maybe one of the other Links accidentally let slip that all of the Chain (and, therefore, Sky) are dragons? I'm not quite sure about how Reader would find out, but they do; cue them crying to another Link (probably Time, bc he's The Dad™) or even Sun, and Reader admits that they feel like they're a terrible person bc surely they did something to make Sky not trust them, right...? And Reader asks for advice on what they can do to make up for whatever Bad Thing they did, and how to be a better friend to Sky, etc. etc.

I don't like angst if it doesn't have a happy ending, so idk how to end it on a happy note; maybe Sky talks to Reader about it all & they "kiss & make up" (either figuratively or literally lol)?

(Again, feel free to ignore this if requests aren't open!!!)

IVE BEEN WANTING TO WRITE THIS EVER SINCE I TOLD PINKY ABOUT IT.

Typically you were stay away from battles if anything you were learning how to fight. In this battle though your back was towards a cliff and the monsters were blocking your way into the forest which is where you normally hide. Well… This was a particularly bad situation to be in. You duck and tried to weave through but each time you tried to you almost get hit. Luckily Sky was staying by your side for a bit to fight the monsters off. Though the chain was truly outnumbered.

Not to be a downer but you think they might need a miracle.

Then it happened.

A Lizalfos got a fairly lucky shot at you right in the shoulder. The impact knocked you back off your feet and stumble back.

Right.

Off.

The cliff.

It was weird. You didn’t scream. But something did. It was loud and it felt like the air was full of electricity. In a blink of an eye a black plop swooped down heading towards you. When the blur finally crashes into you whatever it was brought you into its arms and pulled up. “Keep your eyes close.” You hear Sky whisper in your ear, you didn’t even know that your eyes had been closed the whole time. It’s not like you’re going to open them now. Especially with a warning like that.

There was a lot of screaming not just from the boys but monsters as well. A few crashes of lightning made you flinch and hold onto Sky tighter. Slowly your curiosity had peaked and you open your eyes and glanced up at Sky.

Sky who was typically the softest person in the world looked monstrous. His eyes were sharper more snake like and Night Sky-esque scales framed his features. Giving his once soft face a fiercer look to it. It could also be the death glare he had on his face. Behind him were two bat like wings and long serpents tail that matched his scales. It would have been breathtaking if you weren’t loosing blood.

Your glaze was met with his now electric blue eyes, “put me down?” You asked as you had to force yourself to look at the others but as soon as you moved the arrow that was lodged into your shoulder made its move. A curses leave your mouth as you slump back in his arms.

Sky was about to speak but Hyrule beat him, “We should find and get camp set up. For now Let me see what I can do.” The team’s medic was in charge now as the battle had been over for a bit now. “Rancher, Champion can you scout out a better, safer place?” He leads Sky with you in his arms to be seated. When settled with you in Sky’s lap and Hyrule helping you through the process of being stitched up.

You had so many questions to ask but you honestly doubt you would get answers too. “I have a question.”

“Yes Darling?” Sky’s voice was a bit more gravely than normal.

“Are you guys…” You had not idea what to say about this situation as you would assume dragons.

“Yes.” Time said before you could find the words.

A beat passes you look up at the token father, “all-“

“All of us yes.”

“Ok…” You lean into Sky’s chest. Before something bothers you again, looking up at Time again you go to ask him something.

He just sighs “yes. I’ll explain later about how our magic work. Just focus on healing.”

#twilight (not lu) speaks #linked universe x reader #luxreader #linkeduniverse x reader #dragon fruit sorbet #gingerbread loaf #I wrote this before getting super demotivated #sorry if it shows #still confused why shenanigans happened

[dwindlinghaze]

chatoyant skies

(andrew garfield x reader)

summary: alphabet fluff fic :)

warnings: fluff, sprinkle of angst, relationship stuff (i've never been in one lol who am i to talk😭)

sorry for any typos or incorrect grammars, my fingers aren't my best friends ;)

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A. adoxography [favourite little things about each other]

you find it cute how his nose gets red when he's cold. you think it's the most adorable thing. you admired how his hair is messy and droopy in the morning. he will run his hands through his hair to get it out of his face but it will flop down again. his hands are rough but they are gentle too, and you love how he plays with your hands when he's nervous.

your sleepy mumbles in the morning makes him smile. as i said before, he loves your hand/holding your hand/anything really. he also loves your rambles about the things you're passionate about. it warms his heart when you pull his body to yours when you're cold and completely bury your face in his neck. he loves how your face fits so good in it.

B. brumous [how they comfort each other after a rough day]

you would pull him for a comforting hug and pat his hair while trying to make him feel better by saying comforting words. when he has finally calmed down, you'd ask him what it was about that made him upset. you'd do the best you could to make him happy again.

when you're sad, upset, or even just tired, he would make your favourite dish and talk to you about it the whole evening while assuring you that everything will be okay. words about how much your worth is will be lowly whispered by him to you.

C. cosmogyral [what they love most about each other]

you love his hair of course! it is soft and shiny and you love touching it (and he lets you do it every time because he enjoys it too) his arms are also one of the many things you love about him. when he wrapped it around you, you could literally feel yourself melting into him because it was just so comfy. his eyes are also so beautiful, you can't help but stare at them sometimes with a sweet smile which makes him all flustered. the way he smiles at your jokes is untouchable. you love him with reasons and no reason.

he loves your style so much that sometimes he will steal some clothes from you (ones that he fits ofc). he loves your eyes and you two would have an eye staring contest. he loves your hands too, again i think he is big hand holder. he would admire and appreciate every curve of your body because to him, you are perfect with all your imperfections. your discipline also is a good influence to him because as time goes he sorts of absorbs your tidiness and discipline. your smile is the most important thing in the world for him. he always wants to see a genuine smile from you so he knows that he's keeping you happy and comfortable.

D. diaphanous [small gestures you do for each other]

he'd write small notecards for you filled with encouraging words and he will put it on the top of your phone so he is sure you will read it.

you took an interest in baking so when andrew got home from work, the house will smell like a bakery full of pastries you baked for him. he loves your food too <3

E. elysian [a place that held a beautiful memory]

it was the place where you two made it official. as cliché as it sounds, when he walked past that place, memories of you and him being in a romantic haze swarmed to his head in a kaleidoscope of happiness and gratitude.

F. foudroyant [how affectionate are they]

the both of you are incredibly affectionate, at all times. just small gestures here and there. making sure the other is alright in any situation. if one of you is feeling off, the other would immediately find a way to make it alright again. he'd rub your back to make you feel better. you'd squeeze his hands when he's nervous.

G. gasconade [are there fights]

of course the are. every healthy relationships have fights! it's not often but if there is, it will be mostly because of the busy schedules and works. you both always try to understand how important each of your work is. at times you'd cancel a date or he can't be there for a movie night. when you both finally found a time to spend together, you two would be too tired to even do anything. after a whole month without the presence of each other, you two argued in the kitchen. his job is very important and dear to him and so is yours so it was just like solving a crossword with no right answer.

but you two would eventually made up and make things work. he promises to think rationally. you also promise to not make him feel pressured.

H. halcyon [any pet you'd want to have]

months into the relationship andrew gave you a mini pig (a rescue one ofc!). nonetheless, you took care of it with your whole attention because it is so precious and andrew is so thoughtful. even though a pig isn't an ideal pet for a couple to have, who cares anyway? you and andrew still give the little pig all the love and affection it needs.

I. insapory [what you dislike about each other]

there aren't many things you dislike about each other. though you dislike his carelessness. sometimes he does things out of the blue that will not end up so great. he dislikes your clumsiness especially if it'll end up with you getting hurt.

J. juvenescence [how mature is the relationship]

fights make things better for relationships (though those fights happens rarely). i don't think andrew would want to date someone that's too young with a huge age gap so he'll find someone his age so there are more similarities in what you want.

sometimes in the relationship, you and him will be a little childish, but it's all just for fun! all in all, i think the key to a successful relationship is to be mature in facing obstacles. you both wanted this to last forever so maturity is very important.

K. kalon [cuddles, hugs, kisses]

cuddles - he loves cuddling with you! especially when the weather is freezing and barren cold. he'd just drag you from wherever you were and lay down on the couch, he'll place your head in his neck and cover the both of you with the blanket you knitted. he just really loves cuddling with you so he'll do it any time.

hugs - you are a big hugger. you love hugging everyone. which is very pleasing to him because he loves it when you hug him. although your arms aren't as big as his, you'd still be able to wrap your arms around him and make him smile. he too loves hugging you. when he hugs you, it feels like he's protecting you, which makes him want to do it all the time because you are so precious to him that he didn't want any speck of cruelness in the world to touch you.

kisses - when you just started dating he found out that you love forehead kisses. so whenever a chance of planting a kiss on your temple is there, he'd take it. how you smile when andrew kisses your forehead is the purest smile he has ever seen, and he wants to see it often. also, kisses on the lips happens occasionally too! your lips taste so sweet that he just doesn't want to separate his from yours. he would definitely pout when you only give him a brief peck on his lips. sometimes you two would make out for god knows how long until you both fell asleep, face pressed against the other.

L. lethologica [how they confessed their love]

it was just a normal rainy night in his london flat. you two were watching a movie- well you were drawing messily on a paper. when he looks over at you, your eyes were focused on the drawing that you were trying to make shape of and the words came out of his mouth. an 'i love you' is said so softly by him and you looked up to meet his gorgeous eyes. you smile as you kiss his lips whispering an 'i love you' back.

he has been in love with you for so long and he just had to let you be aware of that because he wants you to know that you are loved. having unrequited love scarred his heart but knowing that the feeling is mutual puts his heart back together.

M. meraki [how much efforts are put into dates]

andrew puts a lot of effort. if you're having a dinner date out, he will make sure the restaurant you two were going to have a whole menu of dishes you like. if it was a date in the park or a nature walk, he will bring cold water just in case it's too hot or a coat in case you're getting cold. and the end though, he will give you a very thoughtful gift that melts your heart. your favourite date was when he took you to a place to feed penguins, he brought you across the state to meet penguins in real life! he would do every possible things just for you to be happy and loved.

N. nubivagant [are they supportive]

of course he is! he'd encourage you in everything that you do (that are rational ofc) but he's also not hesitant to tell you when you're not supposed to be doing what you're doing.

you'd be supportive of what he does too. you always think he is good in everything he does so giving a little everything a try will not hurt. just like andrew, you will always support him to a certain extent. if what he's doing is too much, you aren't hesitant to tell him to back off a little.

O. orenda [is the relationship secure]

yes it is. you love each other too much to just take this happiness for granted. he likes it when things are secure and knows where it leads to. he wants this beautiful relationship to last for a lifetime.

P. philocaly [love languages and how they show it]

andrew's love language is definitely physical touch and quality time. so cuddling is a very good option (that's also why he loves cuddling so much). sometimes, you place your palm on his face when he is talking to you and he will press his cheeks further into your palm like a cat. you'd bake with him, do artsy stuff with him, and he'll enjoy every second of it. you would arrange a dinner in the woods behind your backyard and he would pray for those to happen more often (and it does!). you want him to feel loved.

acts of service is a big thing for you so he would absolutely be there for your service! when you can't open a package, he will do it for you. when you crave for some food, the next thing you know is the food is in front of you. he'll place his hand on a table or a cabinet when you crouched down to grab something. although words of affirmation isn't your main love language, he will still whisper sweet nothings to you because he wants you to know the you in his point of view.

Q. quatervois [do they want a marriage or wedding]

yes absolutely. andrew always wanted to have someone by his side who will spend the rest of his life with and meeting you is a miracle to his wishes. he also wants a marriage because it's with you. the proposal wont be big or anything. it'll just be the two of you on a regular thursday night together when he pulled out a ring.

the wedding will be small and intimate too! it'll just be in a small venue filled with only people you are close with. though nothing in your relationship really changes that much because you two were already so deep into each other's life and love, the only thing that changed is that your relationship is legally approved by the government and was signed on a piece of paper.

R. rasavada [is honesty important in the relationship]

honesty is one of the most important aspects in a healthy relationship. you two are always honest to each other no matter what the situation was. even if it was horrible, lying will make things ten times worse. andrew will be so straightforward to the point (not in an aggressive way).

S. solivagant [do they get jealous often]

andrew is a very confident person and he doesn't get jealous easily. but when someone is checking you out way too much, he will pursed his lips and furrow his brows at the person.

you're also confident! there are thousands of people that are probably attracted to him and sometimes you do feel small but it doesn't matter to you because he chooses you every time.

T. thantophobia [fear at the thought of losing each other]

do i need to elaborate? losing someone you dearly love wholeheartedly is a pain that time could never mend. the both of you sometimes feared that the light burnt out when you are months away from being together but after a day spent with each other, the flower is only growing.

he loves you so much that he forgot how loneliness felt like. meeting your other half really makes life brighter and more complete.

U. utopia [how are they in the morning, night]

in the morning, you usually wake up first so you would be met with his heavy arm secured tightly around your waist. you would just smile at andrew's sleeping face and kiss his cheeks before laying down again because it's quite literally impossible for you to get off his grip. then he'll wake up, he runs his fingers through your hair gently while admiring your peaceful state and kiss the top of your head softly, trying not to wake you up. when you two are fully awake now, he will ask you how was your sleep and little sweet questions will follow.

at night before bed, he will sit on the edge of the bed, waiting for you because when you are together, he refuses to go to bed without you. he wants you to be the last thing he sees before he is off into the dream world and wake up with you tangled up with him. he will interlock his fingers with yours and kiss your lips before saying goodnight. also, you guys cuddle while sleeping, he will be the big spoon but sometimes you will be too.

V. vernorexia [how romantic are they]

he tries to be romantic because he loves seeing the crimson cheeks on your pretty face when he does a romantic gesture. he buys you your favourite flowers with a handwritten card for you. he gives you small gifts. he doesn't like going out in public so most romantic dates are whether in your place or in his. he would cook you breakfast and make you cordiform pancakes and strawberries (also breakfast in bed if you feel like it). he'd go to ends of the world cause to him that's what you're worth.

W. wanderlust [how do they spend the holidays]

andrew loves christmas so he will definitely celebrates christmas with you and his family and sometimes yours too! ever since you two introduced your families to the other's, holidays have always been so festive and fun.

when you two got home, you will have a mini celebration with just the two of you being intimate and overly affectionate to each other. you cherish each passing second spent together.

X. xylograph [nicknames that are used]

verbally, he will call you sweetheart, lovie or, your nickname that he made for you. you call him darling, honey, or sometimes love. in texts or messages you two would call each other in random made up names. his contact on your phone is drewdrops and yours in his is raindrops. :)

Y. yonderly [are they emotionally distant]

not at all. he cherishes every little thing of you and you make him feel emotions. he loves small activities with you, every evening spent together is what keeps him going til this day. you love him so much to not care about his being, mentally and physically, you took care of him when he can't take care of himself.

Z. zemblanity [what makes them angry]

andrew is a really patient man, things don't anger him very easily but if there is a situation where his anger builds up, it's probably because something or someone puts you in danger. he never wants to see you hurt.

#andrew garfield x you #andrew garfield fic #andrew garfield x reader #andrew garfield imagine #andrew garfield fluff #x reader

[lively-potter]

— part one

SYNOPSIS ;

─ in which river henshaw,

     charleston's very own

     introverted and innocent

      baker by night slash daycare worker

      by day, runs away from jungkook

     jeon and his adorable

    daughter, moon, when all jungkook

     wants is to ask her out on a date.

ACTS ;

act one ; incomplete

act two ; incomplete

act three ; incomplete

WARNINGS ;

mutual pining

he falls first

body insecurities mentioned

eating disorder mentioned

social anxiety

mature themes

mature language

violence ( not directed at MFC )

slight bdsm themes ( like bondage and shit )

angst ( should I make y'all suffer more in this one?)

when it's time for the smuttttt, i'll put warnings.

EXTRA INFO ;

jeon jungkook x river aldora henshaw

brett west x blackbourne team

sang sorenson x toma team

kayli winchester x blake coaltar

atlas korba x wil winchester

started ; January 1st, 2023

plot change ; January 17th,  2023

posted ( on Wattpad ) ; January 18th, 2023 at 2:50 pm

completed ;

edited/revised ;

SMALL A/N ;

also, my characters, Atlas Korba and Brett West ( from my book, Brett ) will have appearances!

I'M FREAKIN' SHAKING IN EXCITEMENT FOR THIS!

DISCLAIMER ;

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All Rights Reserved

You may not reproduce,

distribute/and or adapt

any part of this work

without my permission

I only own my original characters and the plot.

PLAYLIST ;

Morally Grey ; April Jai

Fictional ; Khloe Rose

Suffer ; Sarah Jeffery

Cruel Summer ; Taylor Swift

Greedy ; Tate McRae

Haegeum ; Agust D

Like Crazy ; Jimin

Take Two ; BTS

Love me again ; V

Still with you ; Jungkook

My Time ; Jungkook

Somebody ; Jungkook

Standing Next To You ; Jungkook

She's all I wanna be ; Tate McRae

My You ; Jungkook

Butterfly ; BTS

Dimple ; BTS

3D ; Jungkook

Exes ; Tate McRae

Hurt my Feelings ; Tate McRae

Run for the Hills ; Tate McRae

Sweet but Psycho ; Ava Max

Dangerously ; Charlie Puth

Spring Day ; BTS

Bloodline ; Ariana Grande

Want that Too ; Tate McRae

Shot Glass Full of Tears ; Jungkook

Closer to you ; Jungkook

Yes or No ; Jungkook

Please don't Change ; Jungkook

NOTE ;

Hi, everyone!

I'm so excited to be able to start writing the first chapter and I hope that you look forward to it! Be sure to add this book to your reading list or reblog to know when I update!

MOST IMPORTANT NOTE ; ( to those not familiar with the academy series by C.L. Stone )

I know I'm gaining more readers, those who aren't familiar with the academy, so I'll do a short explanation of what you'll be seeing from the academy!

In short, the academy series is a reverse harem/polyamory series set in Charleston, South Carolina.

( so you'll be seeing multiple men date the same women in this book, so don't be shocked lmfaoo )

The academy ( that MFC won't be much involved in ) is basically a top secret organization that specializes in helping men, women, and children who are in an abusive relationship or homes and help them get out of that — most join the academy to help others in the same situations.

There are teams that work together and are basically a family in all but blood; and "family is a choice".

The men in teams are referred to as "dogs" and the female team members are referred to as "birds". 'Ghosts', whether birds or dogs, are children without much history to their names. They are priceless to the Academy.

The Academy's system works on a series of favor and financial debt. Everyone in the Academy starts out with financial debt. It's the value of the education an Academy student requires to become the best at what he does. If it was a private investigation training class or an eight-week boot camp, or you were starving and needed groceries to get through a human biology class, the Academy took care of it. Your debt can't just be paid off directly, it requires completing various Academy missions. Whatever it is, there is a price tag.

Favors though are the real core of the Academy. Favors are anything that doesn't have a price - usually family problems within the Academy that other members can't handle alone. New members owe ten favors immediately, with the maximum owed being thirty. The value of a task in favors varies depending on the task.

All Academy trials are comprised of the same parties: the whole team, plus five randomly selected members from other teams, presided over by a manager who has collected all the data. There is no age minimum for the randomly selected members, the only requirement is that they had to be past initiation and a full member of the Academy. The ultimate goal at a trial is to keep the family together as much as possible.

Each team has two leads. The first is the main contact for the Academy, they track the jobs the members go on, and let them know what jobs are available. The second is the family lead, who keeps track of all the team members, and makes sure that everything runs smoothly for them - ensuring they have food, bills are paid on time, and everyone that needs a job has one.

Most of this information is from the academy wiki site ( 'cause it's fuckin' complicated to explain it all )

but I want you all to be able to understand it enough to enjoy the story without being confused!

Most of the time, I'll explain through River and my other characters.

I hope this makes sense!

River won't be very involved in the academy, but there will be mentions and most of River's story revolves around, not only Jungkook and Moon, but River's brothers, friends, and family!

Please let me know if there is anything that you'll misunderstand and I'll explain to the best of my ability!

- LivelyPotter

#dilf jungkook #jeon jungkook #moonstruck #bts jungkook #bts fanfic #wattpad #jungkook x oc

[shinidamachu]

Speaking of SessKik, I’m actually starting to really low-key get into that ship. Ngl, at first I thought they might be a little too similiar and cold to ever really work together but I remember someone explaining the appeal of the dynamic in that it’s basically two prideful racists coming together/clashing and having to subvert their preconceptions of the other’s race and each other. Plus the fact that they’re both fundamentally lonely people but extremely good with kids (Yashahime Sesshomaru will never be my Sesshomaru) could give them something to bond over. Also what’s more taboo than a Miko being with a hanyou? How about an honest to god full-blooded youkai instead?

The ship would honestly be great character development for the both of them because they’d be forced unlearn and unpack their prejudices by basically confronting their mirror self.

It's precisely because Sesshomaru and Kikyo are so similar that they would make such a great match. Inuyasha and Kagome are only opposites on a surface level. Deep down, they're actually very alike and that's why they work perfectly together: they're different in every possible way except for the ones that matter, the ones that could make those differences irreconcilable. Sesskik would the morally gray version of that.

The fact that they're both stoic, pragmatic, arrogant, self-centered and prideful characters allows them to understand each other better than anyone else ever would because they operate in the exact same frequency.

Not only that, but putting them together would have made perfect sense, story telling wise. They're both lone wolves with similar goals and similar ways to achieve them, acting on the sidelines. Plus, they share the same soft spot for children — as long as the children in question aren't related to them, it seems — and have special bonds with Kohaku and Rin. It feels only natural that they'd team up at some point.

Then, of course, there's the fact that Kikyo is dead and feeding off women's souls while Sesshomaru is the only character to have a sword that brings people back to life and a parent with ilimited access to an amulet that opens and closes portals to the underworld.

I know her situation is more complicated than simply snatching a soul from hell — for many reasons — but in a series such as Inuyasha, where everything is possible, is not really a reach to theorize that if someone had the means to really bring Kikyo back from the dead, it would've been Sesshomaru. Even if he couldn't, the idea of the two of them interacting is still thematically intriguing.

There are also rumors about an interview where Takahashi said Kikyo is the type of woman Sesshomaru would take romantic interest in and I can't help but agree, since the only woman who canonically caught his eyes was Kagura, an independent woman who was smarter than him — which isn't very hard —, had a lot of guts and just wished to be free, a woman he couldn't save even though he wanted to. It's not hard to picture Kikyo in the same role.

The tragic way Kagura dies by Naraku's hand, therefore ending any romantic development with Sesshomaru, could become a parallel with the tragic way Kikyo died by Naraku's hand, therefore ending any romantic development with Inuyasha, the brother Sesshomaru despises. The room for angst and conflict is amazing.

To me the appeal lies exactly on the point you made: the creative choice of putting Sesshomaru and Kikyo together would pay off in great character development for the both of them by subverting their preconceptions of each other and unlearning the prejudice they still held against each other's races.

I love the idea of Sesshomaru finally making enough progress to love a human in a romantic way, someone who would see him not as simply his father's son, but as his own person, like Kagura did.

I love the idea of Kikyo falling for a demon without the safety net of eventually turning them human, someone who, in the most extraordinary of ways, makes her feel evey bit the ordinary woman she always wanted to be.

They would have been able to see through each other's poker faces and feel actually seen, in a way they haven't quite been seen before: for everything that they are. Not just his father's son and not just the embodiment of purety and perfection in the shape of a village priestess.

Sesshomaru and Kikyo are equals. There are no power imbalances, no idealizing each other, no putting each other on a pedestal because they refuse to acknowledge each other's flaws. They're both intimidating people who can not be intimidate by each other and would be totally comfortable being themselves around one another without fear of judgement or putting their partners in a position where they have to constantly make up excuses for their behavior.

Basically, they could have helped to progress each other's character development and pushed the plot forward while still making thematic and narrative sense, with the plus of fixing most of the things that personally bothered me in Inuyasha and Kikyo's relationship.

It's funny because at the same time I have complained about how much I hate that Inuyasha doesn't feel like himself when he's with Kikyo, acting all reserved, sad and cautious, without his signature fiery temper and dog like mannerism, I've seen people gushing about how mature he is around her and outside I'm like "to each their own", but inside I'm screaming: Sesskik. You want Sesskik!

It also doesn't hurt that they're aesthetically pleasing to look at: elegant, lethal and composed. And Takahashi seems to agree there was wasted potential there because it very much looks like she tried to make up for it with these Mao characters. Yes, I know same face syndrome is a thing and so is coincidence, but come one, now.

Their separate personalities didn't call out to me but together they could have made a very interesting dynamic, even if it was only platonic, because asexuality, aromaticity and homosexuality still fits them very well and wouldn't be an impediment for the found family trope and being single is different from being lonely.

I understand the reasons Takahashi didn't go there, though, because it would have taken real work to make it right and to be honest I've always been more invested in the Inugang, anyway. But the potential was there.

#Someone once said that they're good as a pairing because in math two negatives make a positive #And to me this sums it up perfectly LMAO #Also nice dig on Yashah!me #Anyone who follows my blog for more than ten minutes KNOWS that I despise Sesshomaru with the fire of a thousand suns #But for the last couple of years Sunrise made me live a very specific but very real nightmare #Which was to DEFEND this man on the internet #It was like okay yeah he SUCKS but he would not fucking do or say that #Sidmailing #Inuyasha

[queen-of-the-avengers]

CATFA: Part Two

Pairing: Ikaris x Female!Reader, Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~1.7k

Warnings: canon violence, language, and angst

Author’s Note: any and all comments are appreciated <3

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After five hundred years spent with the Eternals, the war with the deviants is put to an end. The team has split up in trying to take care of the last remaining deviants. You're in Mexico City watching the fall of the Aztec Empire. The past five hundred years have been amazing with Ikaris despite the constant threat of war over your heads.

"Where are the others?" Ajak asks.

"We had to split up," Makkari signs.

She's been teaching you Sign Language over the past five hundred years, and you've been fluent for the past four. You've mastered a lot of languages over those four years that you've been grateful to know.

There were more Deviants than you said," Thena says.

"Once the others kill these last Deviants, we will have eliminated them all from the planet."

You look back at the war happening. Everyone is fighting each other to the death because one side wants to be proven right while the other side is fighting to show them that they aren't. Druig has the power to mind control and he is about to mind control everyone to calm down, but Ajak prevents him from doing so.

"Don't. We don't interfere in their wars."

"This isn't war. It's genocide. Their weapons have become too deadly. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea helping them advance, Phastos," Druig accuses.

"Technology is a part of their evolutionary process, Druig. It's not exactly something that I can stop."

"No, you can't, but I can."

"Stay strong," Makkari signs.

You look back at the others when you notice something wrong with Thena. Gold lines shine over her face and her eyes gloss over in a milky white.

"It's too late," she mutters. "Everyone is going to die."

"Thena?"

Thena creates a gold sword from her powers but before she can hurt Sersi, Makkari rushes her away with her super speed.

"Thena? Thena, no!" you yell.

She stabs Phastos in the stomach, but Makkari moves him out of the way so that she only grazes her. You use your air powers to blast Thena away, but it doesn't work as much as you hoped it would. She tosses her sword at you, and it lodges itself in your shoulder. You cry out in pain and fall to the ground as Makkari rushes her away. Thena creates another sword and stabs Makkari in the gut, causing the both of them to crash to the ground. Thena stands up and swings her sword, but Ajak stands in the way so that the tip of her sword goes through her hand. It doesn't seem to affect Ajak, so Thena retracts her sword just as Ajak uses her powers. She holds her hand out with gold circles and lines connecting all of her fingers, and it seems to calm Thena down to where her eyes go back to their normal color.

"Don't listen to your head, Thena. Listen to my voice. You are safe. You are loved. You're our Thena."

Thena's eyes turn stark white again, and she creates more magical swords and shields to fight Ajak. She pushes Ajak away, spins a full circle, and stabs Ajak in the stomach with her sword from behind. Gilgamesh is quick to respond, and he wraps his arms around Thena from behind to stop her.

"Hey, Thena! Hey! Stop, stop, stop!"

Thena breaks away from Gilgamesh and fights him with the intent to kill. You know this is a situation better handled internally than with you getting involved, so you tend to your own wounds. Ajak starts to heal Makkari who is grateful for her help. Ikaris comes back from killing deviants on his side of the world, but he doesn't rush to you immediately.

He looks to his right and sees Sersi who is also injured from Thena and Gilgamesh fighting. It takes him two seconds to decide who to run to and it's you. It's only two seconds but it doesn't go unnoticed by you.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine," you wince and let your powers heal you slowly.

"Thena, please. Come back to us."

Thena isn't relenting, so Gilgamesh uses his powers and strikes Thena in the head, causing her to go unconscious. Ajak doesn't want to do this in the middle of the forest where anyone can walk up and see them, so she takes everyone into the sacred temple way above where everyone else is fighting. Thena is laid on the stone table in the middle of the room, but she doesn't wake up right away.

"I thought Mahd Wy'ry was a myth," Sersi sighs.

"What's Mahd Wy'ry?" you ask.

"It's what humans call PTSD or even dementia," Ajak explains. "It only seems to affect Eternals."

"There is no cure so no one talks about it," Phastos shrugs.

Thena gasps awake and looks at everyone in fear and confusion.

"What happened?"

"You attacked everyone. You wounded Sersi, Phastos, Y/N, and you nearly killed Makkari."

"I don't remember."

"You have Mahd Wy'ry. Your mind is fracturing under the weight of your memories. All I can do is erase them so you can start over. I will have to inform Arishem and take you back to the ship where we have the technology to help you."

Apparently, Arishem is their boss. They go to this otherworldly being for instruction and order. He's the one who put them on Earth, and only he can say when they get to leave.

"But she won't be Thena anymore," Makkari signs.

"What if it happens again? She could've killed you. She could have killed all of us."

"Please. Please, I... I want to remember. I want to remember my life." Thena whimpers.

"Thena, I love you, but listen to me. It's not important if you remember or not. Your spirit will remain. You will always be Thena deep inside. Trust me."

"Why should she trust you? You're asking her to let you erase who she is," Druig speaks up.

You stand off to the side and let them hash this out since this seems like an Eternal problem. You'd only make things worse if you were to add your input.

"Druig, I know you're upset, but--"

"Upset?!" he yells at her. "We've trusted you for seven thousand years, and look where you've gotten us. I've watched humans destroy each other when I could stop it all in a heartbeat. Do you know what that does to someone after centuries? Could our mission have been a mistake? Are we really helping these people build a better world? We're just like the soldiers down there. Pawns to their leaders. Blinded by loyalty. It ends now."

Druig turns to the battle happening down below and uses his powers on the soldiers. Immediately, they stop fighting and look at Druig with the same colored eyes as his powers. Ikaris yanks Druig back and slams him against the wall in anger.

"Let them go."

"You're gonna have to make me," he smirks. Ajak pulls Ikaris away to deal with Druig on her own, and Ikaris rejoins your side. "If you wanna stop me, you're gonna have to kill me."

He gives her two seconds to respond, and when she doesn't, he turns and leaves the group. He's going to go off on his own and prosper with the soldiers he's taken hostage.

"I'll watch over Thena," Gilgamesh offers. "Let her keep her memories."

"One day, when she attacks you, you might have to kill her."

"We'll take that chance."

Thena looks down emotionally at the compassion and kindness her friend gives her.

"You may all go. The Deviants are gone. There is no reason for you to stay with me."

"Shouldn't you ask Arishem first? We're a team, we should stay together," Ikaris says.

"I didn't ask you for your advice, Ikaris. Do not forget your place. This is where we say goodbye. You are free to go. I want you to go out there and live a life for yourselves. Find your own purpose, and one day, when we see each other again, I want you to tell me what you found."

With no one tethering you to the other Eternals, you and Ikaris are free to live your life as a couple rather than fighting comrades. It's been fun fighting alongside them, but you're ready to live your life with Ikaris. It took some time to get used to this new life, but you two adapted quickly.

It would be perfect if there wasn't one thing constantly on your mind, always poking at you to make sure you know it's there.

Ikaris and Sersi were in a relationship for five thousand years before he met you, and that kind of time with someone will always stick around no matter how much you declare you're moving on. You didn't see it at first, but Ikaris always chose places to live that were near Sersi. He didn't live right next door to her, but he made sure to always be close enough in case she needed him.

It got to a point where it started affecting your relationship with him. You tried to ignore it for the first few centuries, but it came to a point where you needed to either get out or become a slave to his charm. Ikaris is charming and gorgeous but he's manipulating you without even knowing it. He doesn't mean to do it, but his soulmate is Sersi, and it's time you find yours.

"Ikaris, can we talk?"

Ikaris knows this conversation is coming, he just refuses to believe it's here. He loves you, but he's in love with Sersi.

"I know what you're going to say."

"Then you know it's the right decision. I know you love me and I love you, but you're still in love with Sersi. She's great and another Eternal. I won't live forever, but you two will. It's best if we go our separate ways."

"I'm sorry. I never meant for things to end up like this."

"It's okay. I promise."

With that, you left to go find your soulmate. It's been nine hundred years since you first came to Earth, and you've been to virtually every corner of this planet. New York City will always have a place in your heart, so that's where you go. Technology had evolved immensely since the 1500s, but New York in the 1930s is something you wish everyone can experience. The 20s were truly a gem, and experiencing that by yourself was enlightening.

This is the first time in centuries that you don't have a plan. You can be whoever you want to be, live wherever you want to live, and do whatever you want to do. Maybe you'll open a clothing business and restart that passion of yours. New York may not rely on you to survive, but you could help a lot of people.

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[piko-power]

Sonic "was" afraid of calling Tom and Maddie his parents

You want a Sonic Movie angst headcanon?

No?

TOO BAD :D

Another moment from Sonic 2 I think about sometimes is the line: "You're supposed to be my friend. Stop trying to be my dad."

First of all, that line nearly broke my heart.

Second, it gave me a new headcanon to work on and OH MAN

Sonic have always looked up to Tom and Maddie because of how cool they are. Protecting the town and caring for animals, of course it's cool.

But after the events of the first movie, it's pretty clear that Tom and Maddie are more than that. They protected him. They gave him a room under their roof.

No. His roof.

They took him in despite everything. They gave him a new home. A new family. Tom and Maddie is his new family. The very people he looked up to since he was just a little hedgehog.

It was everything he could ever ask for. For years he has been protecting himself and his powers from anyone who wanted it for themselves. Yet it came with a price. Self isolation.

It was total hell to be alone for one whole DECADE. All he ever wanted was friends, or at least a family to care for him.

But now those days of hiding are over. He finally has what he's been dreaming of having. A family. Parents.

But

He has his worries get the best of him every now and then.

He always looked at Tom and Maddie as his friends. But he had struggled to call them his parents for as long as he can remember.

Deep down he had always looked at them as his mom and dad as well but he just couldn't have the heart to say it out loud. He should just say it! Why wouldn't he call them now?

There is a good reason.

Perhaps that said reason was from way before he went to Earth. Maybe a few days before he lost Longclaw.

He might've thanked her for taking him in and being there for him.

He might've called her "Mom."

Before the Echidna attacked and he was forced to leave his home planet, left to believe that Longclaw had died.

That his mother had died.

The moment he gave in to the idea of having a mother figure, or any kind of parental figure, to look out for him, it immediately blew away like ash.

He just wanted a family, a group of people to love and accept him for who he is. But no matter what happens, at least to his logic, the universe just love to play with him.

It was unfair for him that day.

No matter how much he dreamed of having a caring family, he knew it won't last.

He knew he'll wake up from that dream eventually.

Even so, he wanted every moment to involve Tom and Maddie from now on. They mean the world to him, he after everything they done for him, he refuse to lose them.

Little did he know, Tom and Maddie looked at Sonic as their own son.

Knowing what he has been through, what else they should do? Part ways? Absolutely not. They wanted to do something special for him, and adding him to the household was one of them. Even if they aren't experts as parents, they'll do what they can to make sure Sonic has a full happy life.

With them. His family.

Sonic will never stop looking at Tom and Maddie as his parents, no matter how much he wished he didn't.

But sometimes, there were moments where his lies spoke louder than the truth.

He also wanted to make a difference. To use his powers to save a city from danger. He thought he can be a hero. He thought he can do it all.

But his father thought otherwise.

Sonic is still just a kid, despite his dreams of becoming a real hero. Tom knew he had to tutor the young hedgehog, remind him that the moment will come one day.

Even if they have to have this talk over, and over, and over again.

Even if Sonic refuse to listen, it won't stop him from looking out for his child.

His child.

He still has some growing up to do, he can't just spend the rest of his childhood putting himself into dire situations! Plus, he kind of destroyed an entire city block.

He put people in danger and that is not what a hero does.

And what does Sonic have to say about that?

"You're supposed to be my friend. Stop trying to be my dad."

Sonic was tense. He couldn't see it. Barely. But Tom heard the words he fear of hearing.

Even so, that didn't stop him. He has to be there for Sonic, father or not.

And now, ever since that, a lot has happened.

Robotnik came back.

Sonic and his new friend travel across the hinterlands to find a magical gem.

Tom saved him from an avalanche.

G.U.N. took Sonic and Tails away.

Sonic blame himself and said that Tom was right about not being a hero before running off to danger once more.

A giant robot attacked Green Hills.

Sonic gets injured, yet he still goes after the emerald.

Tom and Maddie save him before he got squished.

They were trapped by a ring of fire.

And now. They knew what will happen next.

They're about to die and they were ready for it.

Sonic wanted them to run away. But they stayed.

They're a family.

They held his hands.

They stick together. No matter what.

After everything. After everything they went through together.

After what he said to Tom on the boat.

After what he had feared.

Sonic finally gave in.

His heart had finally accept it.

They really are his mom and dad.

He always known, but he made it official. Even if he couldn't say it.

He wished he would've said it in the first place but none of that mattered any more.

He got what he always wanted.

His wish came true.

His life is complete.

And now he needs to exit that life. Along with his parents. To live with. Forever.

"I love you, guys..."

"We love you, Sonic..."

...

And then the Chaos Emeralds rise up and fused.

The power of Chaos has been fused with the power of love.

The Chaos shall protect his family.

Super Sonic must protect his family.

EVERYTHING happened so fast that not even Sonic can catch up. But is he complaining? Of course not.

His home is safe now. His family is safe, and so are his newfound brothers.

What better way to celebrate the relief of safety than baseball and ice cream?

Sonic has grown throughout all of these adventures so quickly. But it was worth it just to finally be with his family again. He's not afraid anymore. He had accept it, and now he will say it. With his heart.

"I'm happy for you, pal. You got your wingmen! Perfect friends to grow up with."

He may have a super genius fox and an warrior Echidna but right in front of him is the one person who made him who he is today. He wouldn't be here without him. He wouldn't dare to be anywhere without him. He would be surrounded by mushrooms by now if he never went to Tom's garage.

He could've asked for a better friend. But now

No. The whole time. He's more than just a friend.

"I got a lot more than that... Dad."

#sonic wachowski #tom wachowski #miles tails wachowski #knuckles wachowski #sonic movie headcanons #sonic movie 2020 #sonic movie 2 #Don't mind me just crying in the corner #You have no idea how much this family means to me #Found family is the best trope hands down #I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

[darkcrowprincess]

Lunter teen pregnancy:

*warnings premi baby, teen pregnancy(luz 16, Hunter 18), cheating(not between lunter), me being salty towards amity, protective and possessive hunter, sad luz. Angst*

(I'm not an expert on primi babies or the NICU. If I get anything wrong I apologize)

Their baby was born early. A little baby boy named Leandro born 33 weeks instead of the full 40 weeks . Leo Luz whispers to him in his NICU crib. Sometimes she even sleeps there right besides their baby. When she can't touch him she leans near him humming Dominican lullabies. Her head on her folded arms just watching him with wide tearful eyes. Their baby is so tiny, but you can already tell he has her skin coloring. When they aren't here and Hunter doesn't force her to sleep or takes care of her they sit at what she calls the hospital Chapel. "I'm not religious, and I know you and the doctors say it's not my fault, it was out of my control. But I can't help but feel guilty and to blame," Luz whispers, tears bubbling and leaking from her eyes as Hunter cuddles her, protective and possessive on the wooden bench. Luz speaks wetly into Hunter's neck, "I can pray maybe to the titan! To make sure he's ok. It wouldn't hurt." Hunter pecks a soft kiss onto her forhead for comfort. The pregnancy wasn't easy on Luz or Leo. Teen pregnancies never were, and the traumatic situation that was their lives wasn't helping either. Dear Titan Hunter was terrified he would lose them both. Though fortunately they both where alright. Hunter speaks calmly in hopes of assuring her, "The doctors say he's strong. His progress is going well, him staying NICU and us keeping up with the skin contact whenever we can is helping. We'll be able to take him home soon we just need to be patient ok." He cups her hands in his. Hers soft, delicate and ink stained, compared to his big scarred hands. Two years after finally putting to rest Belos, the collector and the boiling isles, yet the trauma still haunted them. That's probably why they clunged to each other. Even when Luz wasn't suppose to. Luz looks at Hunter with a deep love, but also incredible worry and guilt shining in pools of hazel brown. Fear in her voice, "Do you think I'm being punished?" Hunter with a shocked look asks, " What do you mean? You think what? Us cheating did this? Hurt our baby?" Luz closes her eyes tight and nods slowly. She hates bringing this up this fear she has. Her love for Hunter was absolute, a burning everlasting sun. Determined and true. She could never regret him, her literal darkness to her light. She regrets the situation; the cheating, the lying, all of it hurting Amity. If only Luz had just been honest from the beginning. Instead hiding and secret keeping like the messed up issued filled girl she is. But there was never any time. Secrets kept piling up, and so did the lies. And the one person other than Eda that fully understand it all was wrapped up in it just as much as she was. They say people formed bonds in the middle of trauma, and that might seem true. But for her and Hunter, it was more than that. Their souls were reincarnations of Caleb and Evelyn Clawthorne. Luz continues and brings up her other fear, " And if it's not the cheating, that what if were just destined for this? Our desties always seemed tied for death, trauma and tragedy. We manged to live, but what if fate wants to punish us for it and take our baby away f-for not-." "For what? For one of us not dying?! Oh Luz!" Hunter just picks her up into his lap, and holds her closer than before. Luz holds him back tight just as fiercely. He speaks into her ear with a strong voice,"Listen to me, we are not cursed. This not punishment. This is us having deal with the fact that we've been through a lot of shit ok. Our lives were stressful and traumatic and were still dealing with the affects of that. But I telling you everything will be ok. After everything we went through? We can pull through this. Our baby is strong. And we our just as strong. I will keep us together ok?" Luz whipes her nosie with her sleeve and looks up at Hunter with a deep need. "You promise?" " Luz you kept me together when I needed you the most, of course I promise to do same for you. For our little family." He seals this promise with a deep lock of their lips coming together. Luz sinks into the kiss, feeling safe and at home.

#the owl house #disney #cartoons #lunter #huntceda #luz x hunter #goldenlight #hunter x luz #goldenluz #my writing #lunter fic #lunter drabble #lunter baby #angst

[danmeiarchive]

Peach Blossom Debt by Da Feng Gua Guo -- my thoughts

Novel length: 74 chapters + 4 extras

This is not a full review, these are merely some thoughts I have and why I do not include this novel on my recommendation list.

I really liked the concept behind this novel and really wanted to like it. However, I found myself struggling to continue reading several times.

I will say that I read a fan translation and it changed translators a few times so I had some problems here and there following along which may be partially due to that. I cannot attest to the translation published by Peach Flower House but if anyone has read that version I would love to hear your thoughts!

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This is a novel where characters have several names and titles and I really should have kept some notes because with the way that the story kept jumping around between present day and flashbacks I could barely keep up.

What I remember of the plot is as follows; there's two gods in heaven who were gay and in a relationship with each other. They are sent to the human realm and reborn as humans without their memories and are forced to suffer in this lifetime as penance. Along with them is our main character who is a god tasked with arranging some of their suffering. When the plan dictated by heaven starts to go awry another god joins the main character to help-- he's the love interest. There's other characters that show up and add more chaos, flashbacks to when the MC and ML were in heaven and met for the first time, etc.

It all gets to be a big mess because the MC doesn't want to harm the two gods he's supposed to make suffer. And from his perspective the reason they must suffer is because they're gay and aren't supposed to be in a relationship. The main character also puts himself down a lot, talking about how boring, uninteresting, or untalented he is. You finally get to find out about the MC's past that even he has forgotten about in the EXTRAS of the novel which is used to tie up some of the plot. It really didn't feel like they were extras to me. It just felt like the next few chapters of the novel. In my opinion, if you stop reading at the end of the main text you wouldn't have all of the context this novel.

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I got especially frustrated because at the end of the novel it seemed as if the reason why the two gods were being punished in the first place was NOT that they were in a gay relationship with each other. But for other unrelated reasons. So all the internalized panic that the MC feels at his feelings for the ML suddenly felt pointless. He'd been keeping his feelings to himself for so long because he felt he was unworthy of the ML and then during the mission whenever he got jealous of others flirting with the ML or when he wanted to act on his own feelings he would start to spiral into despair because if he did so he and the ML would end up like the two gods they're tasked with terrorizing now. And he didn't want to put the ML through that suffering. But it turns out all of that repeated spiraling was based solely on his understanding of the situation which was wildly uniformed.

I dunno, like perhaps that is a compelling story to some folks but to me I've had enough of dealing with homophobia in my daily life and I don't want to spend more time angsting about it -- especially when it turns out not to be the reason for the punishment to begin with. But even that I'm not 100% certain of due to how it was written.

I've also read that this author's work (including this novel) was taken and plagiarized by another author who ended up quite successful (even getting a drama made out of their version). So if you want to support this novel solely on the fact that their work was plagiarized I fully support that. These are just my opinions on the story itself. I really feel like it had a lot of potential to be a story that I loved but ended up just missing the mark.

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If you have read this novel what are your thoughts? Tell me what you liked and disliked about it, I would love to hear it.

#danmei recs #danmei reviews #danmei webnovels #danmei reading #ila reads #peach blossom debt #danmei #da feng gua guo

[prince-of-the-moths]

Ship Manifesto: Why I Ship Hank/Kara and Think You Should Give It A Shot Too

In an itemized list with bullet points.

Kara is just naive enough to trust Hank. We have overcome the first barrier to any ship, which is getting at least one character comfortable with the other.

Hank is a family man and while in theory he would be on guard with most strangers, a human looking woman with a child? To a man whose wife left him and whose son died? Yeah he's not going to be capable of being hostile to her.

The Grumpy One is soft for the Gentle One, but with an added child for domestic fluff bonuses.

The whole ship involves factors that answer the "why don't they get together already?" aspect of will they, won't they with, "Kara is trying to leave to Canada, where she assures Hank she totally has family" and "Hank is trying very hard not to fall in love with this incredibly nice woman who's much younger than him and in a vulnerable position".

Wait, why would he let her stay with him? Yes, Hank is a mandatory reporter. By law he has to report her situation. By ethics, he is aware that two different US legal cases have established that the police are not legally obligated to protect people. There have been two Supreme Court cases that have ruled the police do (DeShaney vs Winnebago County Department of Social Services + Town of Castle Rock, Colorado vs Gonzales). Joshua DeShaney was a 4 year old child beaten so badly by his father, who had a history of domestic abuse, that he sustained lifelong brain damage so severe he ended up in an assisted living home for the rest of his life. The Gonzales case involved the police outright refusing to help a woman whose children had been kidnapped by their abusive father, who then killed all of them. Hank is not going to risk Alice's life or Kara's by hoping against hope that the overwhelmed, resource-starved DPD is going to be able to find a place to hide them and take appropriate legal action.

Wait, why would she stay with him? Alice needs warmth and food and at least some semblance of safety and Kara will prioritize her over herself in virtually all situations. Also if they're going to get to Canada they're going to need money and papers, which they don't have. So they need to hit pause on leaving until they have the methods.

Why does this turn shippy? Kara is drawn to genuinely nice people. Hank is trying not to let this turn romantic but she's tidying up around the house, asking him what he wants for dinner, reading to Alice and oh no, oh no he has a family again. He has a family again and after Alice is in bed Kara and Hank sit on the couch and watch TV and talk, they bond, she takes his hand and he falls for her. He falls hard.

IDK who throws the first kiss but there's definitely cuddling. The Grumpy One is cuddled by the Gentle One. Y'all know you want it.

Alice has functional, healthy parents!

At some point the angst hits when Hank finds out Kara is an android. He has so, so many feelings right now. Androids aren't people but he knows Kara. Androids don't love, but he's seen Kara love, selflessly, when it directly endangers her own life. He knows her. He knows her and he loves her.

Kara looking at him with fear when he finds out hurts him on a deep psychological level. He's started to view her as his wife in a way, a life partner, and he hates seeing her be afraid of him. She's afraid of her abuser - he doesn't want to be in the same class of people in her mind as someone who's abusive.

Her main goal is still "protect the child" and he can't really argue with her on that one. Putting a border between the abuser and the child sounds great, they should definitely still do that.

They have a common goal, trust issues and also a lot of love. Emotionally complicated romance ensues.

The fanfic possibilities are endless but also if you want to do the game's thing and write bad endings, this is full of possible bad endings.

#dbh #dbh hank #dbh kara #kara ax400 #hank anderson

[crimsonfic]

Tengen Uzui Fanfiction- Beautiful Radiant Light

Foreign Demon Slayer Y/N

Subjects: Angst, Fluff, Smut, Violence, Gore, Death, Blood, Mature Language & Content, other sensitive subjects

9 chapters

Note: The first section will be closely worded to the original chapter 8. 💗

Alternate Chapter Eight

10k words. Contains Angst, Fluff, Smut, Mature Language

You woke up startled.

"Are you okay?" Shinobu asked.

"Yeah. Did I pee on myself?" You said.

She covered her mouth, to hold her laughter back.

Groaning you laid back down. "Nevermind, don't tell me."

"Don't be embarrassed. Shinobu said it's lucky you didn't pee on yourself any of the times you actually got electrocuted. Right?" Suma looked between you and Shinobu.

"Yes, that's right." Shinobu answered. "Y/n, the long lasting effects of your electrocution is this burn here on your shoulder and a mark on the bottom of your foot, where the electricity left your body. You should be back to normal in a couple days, maybe a week. You may feel jittery, tired, heat flashes or chills, and light headed until then. You may also have a little trouble with memory. So take it easy. Rest and drink plenty of water and take this medicine for 3 days. If you feel any unusual pain, send for me." She patted your arm before leaving.

You watched as Tengen made his way to sit on the end of the bed. He placed his hand on your foot, hidden by the comforter. "How are you feeling?" He asked

"I'm feeling....tired."

Suma who was sitting where Shinobu was just a few minutes ago, gently caressed your face. "Let's get to bed then."

It was quiet as everyone followed Tengen, carrying you upstairs to your room.

You thanked him as he placed you in the middle of the bed.

Tengen laid down beside you, Makio laid on your left side while Suma laid beside Tengen.

As everyone got situated, Hina remained sitting in the middle of the bed. She looked between both you and Tengen.

Tengen lifted his head to look at her.

"What's up Hina? Why aren't you over here?"

"I have something on my mind." She said quietly.

You propped yourself up to give her your full attention.

"I thought we were gonna lose y/n today. Our journey back home was excruciating, for all of us, but I kept thinking how I can't go on living like this."

"Like what?" Makio asked.

"Like.......like I'm okay not being married to y/n!"

Your eyes widened at her outburst. Your eyes were stuck on Hina so you missed the smirk on Tengen's face.

"Y/n....you've made Makio nicer to Suma. They argue less and they touch more." You heard Suma giggle happily at that.

"You've made Tengen more romantic and expressive-"

"Hey!" Tengen interjected. "I've always been romantic and expressive!"

"To Hina...." Makio mumbled. This made Tengen gasp as he sat up.

"What!" His voice boomed.

"Nothing." Makio said, her eyes in her lap.

"Let me finish." Hina started again. "It's true, y/n's presence has made you more affectionate to all of us, outside the bedroom." As she looked at him, he crossed his arms in a huff.

"Y/n makes Suma so happy, she boosts her confidence in a major way." She put her gaze back on you.

"You take care of me, so I'm not overwhelmed taking care of anyone else. You're attentive and gentle to all of us, your presence is comforting, and bright. You make us all so happy. So.....I need an answer."

"I need you to say yes you'll marry us now. My heart can't take waiting another minute." Her hands were balled into fist in her lap as she stared at you.

Now everyone's eyes were on you. You sighed before you spoke. "I....have to say something first."

Hina nodded.

You let yourself lay back flat on your pillow, closing your eyes.

It was time for you to be honest and open with them in a way you haven't before. Tengen just asked you to say what you wanted and you couldn't tell them. You were afraid it would push them away. You were also afraid it was something that would never happen anyway, but with them being so vulnerable and caring, you knew you had to. It could tear you all apart if they didn't feel the same as you but you couldn't give them an answer to marriage before telling them.

"Tengen, the other day you asked what I wanted, and why I didn't imagine my own future. I lied when I said didn't really think of my own, because I was afraid. To be honest.....what I want most....more than anything is....to have a baby....and be a mother.....the way I was supposed to be right now." You swallowed the lump in your throat waiting for one of them to speak. You could feel the bed moving, as they shifted around you, but you kept your eyes closed.

You were terrified to see their expressions. You could've just ruined everything.

After the silence grew, and no one spoke, you decided to open your eyes.

When you did, tears blurred your vision. You hadn't realized how deep your fear ran of expressing your one true desire.

Makio's fingers wiped them away as they spilled. She had tears in her own eyes.

Hina pulled your hands, pulling you to sit up.

You didn't make eye contact with anyone. Your heartbeat rapid and loud in your ears. You wanted to look at them but your worry had you frozen in place.

Hina softly lifted your chin, forcing you to look up. You saw a gentle smile on her face. She didn't speak though.

Makio kissed your cheek, before moving away from you and sitting beside Hina. You watched her and started to feel better, they didn't seem upset, but they weren't saying anything either. The silence was so loud.

"Say something Tengen!" Suma shrieked. Finally breaking the silence.

He pulled you the short distance to his lap as he sat up. He held your head up to him looking in your eyes.

"It would be...an honor...an absolute privilege for me, to give you a baby." He said quietly, his eyes teary as he stared at you.

Surprise filled your eyes just as more tears pooled there.

"The day I met you I knew you would be a great mother, and it only fills my heart with delight that you would be a mother to my children."

He let you sob into his chest, cradling your head and gently rocking you. You were so relieved and blown away by his words.

Suma began wailing. "Put a baby in her now!"

"Way to ruin the mood Suma!" Makio said through her tears.

You couldn't even cry in peace as you started to laugh. Tengen chuckled, looking down at you and helping you wipe your tears.

"That was beautiful Tengen." Hina said.

He shrugged his shoulders. Surprising you all. "I meant it." He said quietly.

"So does this mean.....?" Makio asked, letting the question linger.

"Yes." You said.

"Yes what?" She smiled.

"Yes I'll marry you. I want to marry you, and can't wait to marry you." You replied.

Hina and Makio both crashed into you at the same time, knocking you into Suma. You were thankful for Shinobu's medicine at the moment, you would've been in so much pain.

Tengen sat back and smiled at the sight of you four piled together. Your laughs and squeals together, the most beautiful music to his ears. He could listen to the sounds of your happiness all day.

"Let's have all our babies at the same time!" Suma said.

"That's too much!" Hina said.

"We can handle it." Suma said.

"Let's just start with the one." Makio agreed with Hina.

"What do you think y/n?" Suma asked you.

"Maybe we should ask Tengen?"

"Who cares what he thinks." Suma replied.

A large smack echoed in the room followed by Tengen's voice and Suma's yelp.

"Watch it." He laughed.

"Y/n, my butt stings now, can you rub it?"

"Sure." You replied.

"Sumaaa!" Makio groaned.

"I thought we were going to sleep?" Tengen asked suddenly, interrupting their bickering before it began.

You all looked at him from your chaotic pile. You saw again just how tired he looked, the bandage around his head reminding you of his concussion.

"Sorry Tengen." You replied.

"Yes, sorry. Forgive us." Hina said as she got off of you. You all moved back to your original spots, snuggling close together until you fell asleep.

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The next few days consisted of you and Tengen laying in bed while the others cared for you. You were able to get out of bed before he was, which he was not happy about. You went back to training immediately. It was difficult for you, you could still feel some weakness from all the shocks you took and weren't performing at your usual level.

You trained with Makio. She didn't push you like Tengen did but you think that's what you needed at that particular time. You needed your body to get back to where it used to be. You were even slightly clumsy and uncoordinated. You hated it.

On day 7 you were given a mission and Tengen was finally able to get out of bed.

On your mission you ran into Daisuke. He was so happy to see you. He had heard that you and Tengen suffered damage and he wanted to visit but was afraid of Tengen. You told him he could see you anytime, giving him your address so he wouldn't ever need to ask. He promised you he was working hard to make you proud before you two separated.

You stopped to see Aunt Kimi on your way home. She was sad to hear that you had gotten injured, but she figured that you went on a long mission. She gave you gifts, she always had something for you. When you told her you were going to marry Tengen she asked you to come back in exactly 5 days. Not a day before, not a day late. After she fed you, you finally headed back home.

When you got back, Tengen was the one up, waiting for you. He was sprawled out on the couch, one leg up casually resting on the back of the couch, reading a magazine.

"What took you so long?" He asked.

"I stopped to see Aunt Kimi, sorry." You said as you took off your outerwear.

"Okay, I see. Can you send a message next time?" He asked.

The tone of his voice surprised you. Usually, he wouldn't have one, but he sounded irritated.

You walked over to him as he continued reading the magazine. You pulled it down from in front of his face.

"You mad at me?" You asked as you waited for his eyes to meet yours.

"Yes." He said finally looking at you. There was worry, and anger there.

You pouted slightly, feeling bad for worrying him, and not wanting him to be angry at you.

"I'm sorry. I promise to send a message from here on out. Forgive me?"

His eyes didn't change, but he smiled. "You're forgiven."

He sat the magazine down beside him and pulled you on top of him.

"I'm so happy you're okay." He said as he wrapped his arms around you, squishing you into his body.

Laughing you rested your head on his shoulder.

"Of course I am. What's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong." He said.

"Yes it is. What's the matter?"

He sighed. "I just.....keep seeing you getting shocked over and over in my head. I hate that. I'm so worried you're gonna get hurt again."

You hugged him tight. "I'm sorry those images won't leave you. I know it's easier said than done, but try not to worry too much. I'll be okay."

He sighed. "How can I know that when I know you risk your life for people? You would actually die for other people." His hands pulling you tighter to him.

"You can't know for sure but you have to trust I'll atleast be careful. And you would die for people too." You told him.

"I wouldn't, not on purpose! You would do it on purpose."

"Tengen....try to relax." You said rubbing his upper back.

"See...."

"Let's go to sleep." You said. He was worked up, and you really didn't know how to calm him down. If you said you wouldn't put your life on the line for others he'd know you're lying, and you didn't want to upset him further.

"I can't." He groaned.

"How come?"

"Stressed."

"Hmm." You said quietly. "Well what do you want to do?"

"Let's play a game."

"Okay?" You said waiting for him to tell you what game.

"Whoever can guess which hand is holding the rock, correctly wins. 5 rounds. Loser retires."

You started laughing. So that's what this is about you thought. "I imagine...that you would always know which hand holds the rock, Sound Hashira. Try again."

"Got it. This is a good one. Whoever moans first loses, and has to retire."

You pushed yourself up to look at him. He was seriously trying to get you to retire. He actually looked serious and determined.

"I am serious, yes." He said pretty much reading your mind.

This might actually be interesting. Although he can be dead silent, he is not quiet even a little bit intimately.

"You're scared you're gonna lose aren't you? This is hard for you."

"I'm not scared I'm gonna lose, I know I can be quiet."

"So, are we playing?" He smiled.

"Sure." You replied. He was going to be livid in the end when he had to retire.

"So what are the rules?" He said.

"You have to respond, to any statement or question." You answered.

"That's a good one. Okay. And be careful with laughing and sighing, if it sounds like a moan you lose."

"Okay." You replied.

"Starting now."

"Alright." You laid your head back down on his shoulder. You're not as emotionally invested as Tengen is with this, you weren't trying to convince him to retire, but you were curious to know what he would say in the end if he lost.

"Are you sleepy?" He asked. His hand coming up to rest against your face.

"No." You replied simply.

"You will be soon. You had a long day." He kissed the top of your head.

"Oh you thought I would for sure lose if I was sleepy?" You asked.

"Not thought...knew. You always moan when you're relaxed." He laughed.

He was right, but that had a lot more to do with them, than your own state.

"Anyway, what did you do while I was gone?"

"Oh, just our beautiful wives." He winked at you.

You were usually very weak at them being referred to as your wives, and he knows the word ‘ours’ makes you sigh on regular. You've been in a hyper emotional state since you knew you were getting married.

"Sounds great." You told him.

"It was. You should've heard Suma, she was very vocal. Oh and Hina, she wasn't bossy today. Makio was beautiful. She was very affectionate to all of us. She made Hina come in just 2 minutes, and she kissed Suma so passionately while I fucked her from behind. It was amazing. Oh also Hina made Suma squirt while she was riding my face, while Makio rode me. It was like a chain reaction of some sort. I can still taste Hina on my lips." Tengen said so casually.

It would be a lie to say you weren't feeling things, but you definitely weren't going to lose.

"Oh okay, that sounds very exciting for sure." You said in a monotone voice.

"Yup!" He smiled.

"Did you eat?"

"Plenty." He smiled wider.

"I mean real food."

"So did I." He laughed. Making you laugh as well.

"Okay." You replied.

"You're pretty quiet."

"Aren't I always?"

"Not exactly." He replied, beginning to rub circles at your temple with his thumb, his other fingers moving into your hair.

You took a deep breath as you relaxed. This would put you to sleep. Tengen looked at you expectantly.

"Oh I didn't realize." You mumbled.

He smiled. "You made the rule that we have to respond. Don't mess up."

"You're right. What are your plans today?" You asked trying to ignore how his gentle touch was almost lulling you to sleep.

"Training. I was hoping you would be able to help?"

"Of course. I'd love to help. What time?"

"Anytime." He replied.

You sighed before you pulled his hand from your face.

"Making me sleepy." You told him.

"Well, you could go to sleep, if you just give in. I'll hold you." Tengen replied.

"Nope." You said, beginning to sit up.

He dropped his leg from the back of the couch right onto you, keeping you on him.

"Who said you could move? We're playing a game."

You laughed. "Yes, I just need to sit up, I'm gonna sit on the other side."

He pulled you tight with his leg. "No. This is how you pull me closer to you when we have-"

You bursted out into laughter before he even finished his sentence. Tears were in your eyes from laughing so hard.

"You're so funny." You told him.

He smiled at you. "I'm glad you think so."

"Love you." You said, smiling at him.

His eyes softened as he looked at you. "I love you too."

"Still getting up though." You said before trying to push away again.

"No. Just sleep. Say you'll retire and you can sleep." He said.

"No Tengen." His eyes widened as he felt you push back against his leg, actually moving it.

He sighed. "You're gonna make me do this the hard way." He didn't bother trying to keep you on him, he just sat up and unwrapped his leg from you as you moved back.

You were now sitting across from him, back against the arm rest.

"What do you mean?" You asked.

He reached across and unbuttoned your top, you watched him waiting for him to speak.

"Come." He said standing up and pulling your hand. He practically dragged you up the stairs.

"Where are we going?"

"Shower." He replied.

"Okay." You said as he pulled you into the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

He snatched your shirt off and yanked your skirt down. You raised an eyebrow at his aggression. You stopped his hand when he was about to grab your bra. "I'll do it." You said.

He stepped back and unwrapped his robe. Letting it fall to the floor, before he walked into the shower.

You got undressed. Mentally preparing for the torture you were about to go through. You came home fine, not a single scratch or bruise and he was still this adamant about trying to make you retire. He didn't even give you a chance to redeem yourself from last time. You know he means well, but you really want to help, you can't imagine quitting so soon.

"Are you coming?" He asked, irritation back in his voice.

You grabbed a washcloth and walked into the shower. He was standing with his arms folded. His eyes following you as you stepped inside. You could see his eyes soften, but again, that irritation was radiating off of him.

You stepped into the water, turning your back to him. You washed yourself, ignoring him for now. When you bent forward to wash your legs, he stepped closer to you. You sighed internally.

"I really don't want to do this." He said quietly.

"Well don't, it's not necessary."

"Only if you agree to retire."

"Tengen, I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because I just got here and I came to help." You said standing back up.

He groaned. "You have bigger and better things to do now."

"You?" You laughed.

"Amongst other things, yes. Don't make me do this y/n."

"Tengen....why can't we come to an agreement later?Why now? Why today?"

"I told you. I keep replaying what happened to you. It won't go away. I need you home and safe starting right now!"

"I will be safe. I was safe. You do-" you stopped talking when he picked you up and pressed you into the wall.

He held you against the wall with his chest. Just. His. Chest. before his hands pulled your legs up, forcing you to wrap them around his waist.

Your mouth was slightly agape as you stared at him. You were surprised.

He pressed his forehead against yours, ignoring the water that was falling down his face from pushing you both through the water.

"I want you home." He said. His voice rough.

"I will be home after every mission, and every patrol." You told him.

You felt his thumbs rubbing softly against your thighs, despite the anger in his voice.

"Listen to me."

"You listen to me." You dropped your cloth beside you, then placed your hands on the sides of his face. "I'm sorry I scared you, I'm so so sorry."

"Are you?"

"Of course." Your brows knitted together.

"But you're not going to retire?"

"Not yet" You said.

He pulled you from the wall, turning the water off and then storming out of the bathroom. You were holding onto his shoulders starting to wonder if you should just give in today so he would relax. You knew that if you lied and went back on your word though, he'd be even more mad.

He went into the room closest to the bathroom. It was essentially empty except for the chest and closet in the room.

When he closed the door behind him, he quickly laid you down on the floor. His lips connected to yours fervently. You responded immediately, kissing him back. You knew you were still "playing" this so called game so you fought your urges to even touch him.

Moving his lips to your neck, he began kissing and sucking on that sweet spot. You bit your lip to stay quiet despite the effect he was having on you. His hands grasped your ass, pulling you up before he pressed against you, grinding his member against your core.

It took everything in you not to moan, but you did gasp.

Tengen laughed against your neck, his voice gruff as he spoke. "Much too close. You're gonna lose."

"Sorry." You said, not thinking clearly.

"Sorry for?" He asked you, before continuing his assault on your neck.

"Nothing." You said, reaching between you and pulling him inside of you, tired of his teasing.

He froze, "hmm." He said as he began clearing his throat.

"Much too close. You're gonna lose." You copied his words from earlier.

"Sorry." He said copying you now.

You laughed as you began moving beneath him, since he was still frozen.

"Can you just retire?" He growled.

"No." You said quickly.

He turned you over onto your stomach, and pulled your hair, before he set a fast pace, slamming into you deeply.

It was cheating really for him to pull your hair but you kept yourself quiet.

After a minute of successfully being silent he leaned forward, his lips now on your neck again. He didn't say anything, even in the moments where he needed to catch his breath. You were both fighting to win, just waiting on the other person to slip up. But neither of you did. Unexpectedly he reached around and began to rub quick circles on your clit, making you take a deep breath in. This was really difficult. You wouldn't agree to play this "game" with him ever again.

You felt yourself quickly reaching your breaking point. You let yourself fall down, chest on the floor and your head on your arms, muffling all the breaths you were taking as you felt your control starting to slip further and further away from you.

His thrusts became faster, as his free hand grabbed onto your hip. You decided to meet his thrusts, as you were beginning to see stars behind your tightly closed eyes. You figured you'd try harder to make him lose too cause if you both slipped up, at the same time, then no one loses, technically.

You felt him slow his pace, letting out a long whistle, causing you to laugh. It didn't matter though, he told you everything you needed to know to win. You picked up your movements, making sure to constantly push back, keeping pressure on him despite him slowly pulling back from you.

"You're running from me." You laughed.

"Am...not." He grunted. His arms wrapped around your waist and he slowed you down.

Just a couple seconds later he came. He held you still against him. Not letting you move at all.

"You okay?" You asked him quietly.

"No."

You tried to move to turn around but he wouldn't let you.

"Tengen. What's wrong?"

"This was just pointless, you didn't break. You're still gonna work and go on patrol tonight?"

Your cheeks instantly began to heat up. Bile rising in your throat.

"Yes." You said quietly.

"Hm." He said quickly before letting you go. He pulled out, stood, and left. He didn't even look at you.

After a few seconds of sitting in shock, you got up and closed the door he left open. You pulled out a futon from the cabinet, laid it out and then grabbed a blanket. You laid down, forgoing the pillow, and went to sleep.

———-

You woke up to Makio. One arm underneath your head and the other wrapped around your waist.

"Hi baby." She whispered when your eyes focused on her.

"Hi." You replied, a smile forming on your lips at the sight of her.

"Why'd you sleep in here?” She asked.

You felt that familiar pang in your chest, and shrugged your shoulders. "Tengen's mad at me."

"Why?"

"Because I won't retire right now."

Makio frowned. She knew there had to be more because Tengen just being mad at you wouldn't be enough to make you separate yourself from the rest of them.

"What happened?" She asked, wanting to know the full story.

You recalled to her everything that just happened.

"He told you it was pointless and walked out on you?" Makio asked through gritted teeth once you finished.

You nodded your head. "It made me feel dirty and humiliated. Like he didn't even want to have sex with me and was disgusted that he even touched me..." You whispered remembering the way he walked out without looking at you.

You saw fire in Makio's eyes. She sat you both up, and then stood. Holding her hand out to you she spoke, "Come on. He needs to apologize."

"No, I c-can't see him yet. I don't want to see him." You said quickly, your tone almost frantic.

Makio's eyes saddened, but she didn't drop her hand. "I'm so pissed at him. But okay. We'll wait."

You took her hand as she helped you stand. "Let's go to our room, are you hungry?" She asked.

"Yes." You said at the same time that your stomach growled.

She laughed and opened the door, before leading you to your bedroom.

"Hina is making dinner, I'll bring some up when she's done, what time are you leaving?"

"7. What time is it?" You asked, looking out the window.

"Mm...let's not worry about that. I'll make sure you're ready to go at 7. K?" She said

You felt your heart squeeze at her words. It reminded you of how attentive she was when you first met. She never once stopped.

You wrapped your arms around her waist and hugged her tight. "Okay." You said to her.

She hugged you back, before kissing you. "I love you." She said as she pulled back.

"I love you too." You smiled at her.

The door opened revealing Suma.

"Oh, hello." She said, smiling at you and Makio. "Am I interrupting something?"

You were obviously very naked, but Suma somehow made you feel more naked.

"No, in fact your timing couldn't be any more perfect." Makio said.

"Really?" She smiled brighter coming inside and closing the door behind her.

"Yes, I was just gonna make y/n feel better and help clear her mind before she leaves tonight, I could use your help." Makio said pushing you towards the bathroom. You already know what she wanted you to do so you washed yourself once you got inside. You could hear her telling Suma what happened and she also wasn't happy.

They stopped talking when you came out, both smiling at you as you made your way to them in the bed. They were sitting side by side.

You opened your mouth to speak when you reached them but Suma shushed you.

"No words, just relax." She said, her eyes bright with excitement. "Now lay back right there please beautiful."

You listened, your eyes slightly narrowed in confusion as you laid where Suma told you. You watched as Makio whispered something in Suma's ear, causing her to squeal in excitement and nod her head. Makio laughed before turning her gaze back to you.

"Remember you don't have to keep quiet with us." She said winking at you before she carefully pushed your leg back. You watched as they both laid down in front of you. When both of them pushed your legs up in perfect sync you gasped. You just couldn't really wrap your head around what they were doing.

"Wow, you see that Suma? She's already wet for us." Makio said teasingly.

"Mhm." Suma smiled. "Who do you think should taste her first?"

"Hm...well...I really want her, but I'm willing to let you go first if you want." She replied.

"That's really nice of you Makio, you go ahead first." Suma said.

Makio slowly licked from your core up, moaning as she did.

You bit your lip as you watched her, they were really building you up.

"Mm." She said so seductively, her voice alone making you wetter. "Really good Suma, you should taste her."

Suma surprised you by kissing Makio.

"Oh....my....god." You whispered as you watched them.

"Mm..." Suma smiled as she pulled away from Makio. "Maybe we should do this together so neither of us has to wait."

"I like that idea." Makio replied. "What do you think baby?"

You just nodded your head. Afraid that all you would get out was a moan. You don't think you could form anymore words.

Suma laughed before you felt her lick you. When Makio's tongue joined hers your head dropped back from the immense feeling of pleasure. You quickly lifted your head back up to watch. They put their tongues in you at the same time making you let out the loudest moan. They were kissing you, licking you, and eachother and it was driving you crazy. You did your best to keep your eyes on them, sometimes the pleasure too much to keep your eyes open, but you would quickly open them because you didn't want to miss the erotic scene they were giving you. When they licked your clit together, in perfect sync you whined so loud. They were applying pressure from both sides of it creating the most amazing feeling. You were fighting so hard to last, wanting to savor the feeling and images but when they both put a finger in you, you lost it. Your orgasm was long and loud. Neither of them stopping when you came. You were so blissed out, the constant stimulation didn't bother you. They easily you brought you to your second orgasm, which made you cry from how deep it came from you.

They crawled up to you together, Makio smiling and Suma laughing lightly.

"Did we do too much babe?" Makio asked.

"No." You cried.

"You sure beautiful?" Suma asked.

"Yes." You said, wiping your tears off your face. "Come here." You added pulling them both to your chest.

You were feeling tingly, light, and warm. Your mind was literally clear, and your body was beyond relaxed. It was difficult to even hold Suma and Makio, your arms felt weak.

"I love you both so much." You said.

"We love you too." They both said. Suma laughing immediately after.

Embarrassingly, your stomach growled.

Makio laughed.

"I'll go get our food." Suma said smiling as she got up and left.

"You know.....I really liked how sweet you were with Suma just now." You told Makio.

She laughed and shrugged. "Sometimes she's not so bad."

You laughed shaking your head. Suma gets under Makio's skin so quickly, despite you knowing she has so much patience and care. You still don't understand why she hardly has any for Suma, yes she's a bit much at times but her patience is almost non existent for her. It really does make you happy to see them get along with no tension for long periods of time.

You turned to face her, your hand coming up to caress her thigh. "I love you." You told her.

"I love you too." She replied kissing your shoulder.

"I need to get up." You told her.

"Okay, come on."

You two got up and went into the bathroom, she washed her face as you cleaned yourself up for the second time. She followed behind you closely as you put on your undergarments slowly touching you here and there, and complimenting your appearance. When Suma came back in Makio met her at the door. Closing it behind her.

"Thanks." Suma said.

"Yeah." Makio said before kissing Suma on the lips and taking the tray from her.

Suma froze slightly, and started blushing as she laughed.

"Come on guys, you know y/n's starving." Makio said walking over to the large window and setting the large tray down on the floor.

You smiled at Suma as you walked with her to sit at the window with Makio.

You all were laughing and talking about the wedding coming up when Hina came in.

"Hi, I was just bringing your uniform up to you." She said as she placed it on the bed.

"Thanks, and thanks for dinner." You told her standing up from your spot on the floor.

"Of course no problem. I hope that you're doing okay?" She said, her eyes searching your face.

"Yeah, I'm great." You said as you walked to the bed to put your uniform on.

"That's good to hear. Tengen di-"

"We don't want to talk about him." Makio interrupted Hina, she came over and sat on the edge of the bed, prompting Suma to do the same.

"Yeah. At all. We were doing very well not mentioning him." Suma added.

"Oh I'm sorry. It's just that I don't know what happened." Hina said.

"Oh, of course he didn't tell you what he did. Ass hole. Hopefully he feels ashamed." Makio crossed her arms.

Suma whispered to Hina what happened.

You smiled at how delicate they were being with talking about it. You were doing okay now though.

Makio hopped off the bed once you sat down, taking your thigh high socks from you.

"I got it." She smiled at you before putting your socks on you.

Hina gasped as Suma finished.

"Yep." Makio said pulling up the first sock.

"That's...awful. I'm so sorry love. I'm sorry I had no idea I would've been up here a while ago."

"Don't worry Hina, we handled it." Suma smiled.

"Well, can I help now? I can do your hair so you can wear your earmuffs?" Hina said, her eyes bright.

"Okay." You smiled at her.

She went into the bathroom before coming back and crawling into bed, kneeling behind you. She was styling your hair while Makio playfully patted your thighs and Suma held your hand.

"I've had so much fun, I wish you didn't have to go tonight." Suma said.

"Me too. I'm gonna miss you guys." You said smiling at her and Makio, reaching behind you to pat Hina's leg to let her know you meant her too.

"Us too. We should do this more often. Just us wives." Makio said. "Atleast once a week." She added.

"Or like...5 times." Suma laughed.

You all laughed at her response.

"But then what will you know who do?" Hina asked.

Makio shrugged her shoulders.

"Who cares." She replied.

"Yeah, we can show him what it feels like to be denied affection." Suma added. "He can do all the chores."

You snorted imagining Tengen hanging the laundry or cleaning the tub.

Everyone else started laughing too. They were probably imagining similar things.

"We can just make him give us babies and then start our own separate family, he can visit on the weekends." Makio laughed.

"In all seriousness, let's take a wives only picture the day after the wedding, we'll put it somewhere special." She added.

"I'm down." You said at the same time that Suma said "yes!"

"He's gonna be so jealous, I can see it now. What about your flashy husband?" Makio said mocking his voice. Causing you all to laugh.

"The real photo worthy shot is right here." Suma said imitating him as well.

"I don't like what's happening right now." Hina tried to mimic his voice but it was a pretty bad imitation. Making you all laugh harder.

You guys were laughing so loudly at your own jokes. Just happy from being around each other.

Hina kissed your cheek, signaling she was done with your hair, and Makio pulled you off the bed, You sighed deeply, you really didn't want to leave just yet.

She kissed you on your lips then stepped to the side. Suma kissed you next, and then Hina kissed you last. Hina lingered, deepening the kiss and wrapping her arms around your waist. You of course, kissed her back just as passionately.

"I love you." She said as she pulled back.

"I love you too." You smiled.

"Oh my." Suma said wiggling her eyebrows, making you erupt into laughter.

When you got to the bottom of the stairs, you saw Tengen for the first time since he left you alone. He was walking out of the kitchen, a drink in his hands.

Suma snorted, making the rest of you laugh as well.

"What's so funny?" He asked. Thoroughly making you laugh harder. Hina was holding onto your shoulder as she bent over in laughter. Tears were streaming from Suma's eyes, while you and Makio were holding each other's hand laughing dead in the others face.

"Okay, okay." You said trying to take a breath.

"I can't breathe." Suma said.

"Well, I did the dishes for you Hina, since you were gone so long." Tengen said, a tone of irritation in his voice.

That was the last straw, Hina fell to the floor from her laughter. Suma screamed a laugh, and you and Makio's laughter went silent.

"Thank....you." Hina said between her laughter.

You pulled Hina up, before walking over to put on your outerwear. Makio held your waist as you put on your boots. You smiled at how touchy she was being today. She helped put your coat on, and then wrapped your scarf around you tightly. Making sure your hair wasn't tucked inside. Hina stepped in front of you putting your ear muffs on.

"You look so cute." She smiled.

Suma kissed your cheek after putting your sword and spear around you.

"I love you, be safe, and I'll see you when you get back." She said.

"I love you too and I will." You smiled.

She smiled, stepping back.

Makio kissed you goodbye followed by Hina.

You slightly hesitated before opening the door, knowing that Tengen was there it felt weird to leave without saying anything. But then you realized you didn't do anything wrong, and he really hurt your feelings. You took a deep breath, because the distress you were feeling was making your heartbeat rapidly. Suma Makio and Hina wrapped their arms around you.

You started smiling despite the tears you felt rising in your eyes.

"Thank you." You whispered.

"Anytime." Makio said.

You finally got out the door, and before you closed the gate to the estate you waved bye to your girls who were standing in the doorway.

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Tengen's POV

"How dare you?" Makio said as soon as they closed the door.

"Are you talking to me?" I asked taken aback by her tone.

"Obviously!" She said stomping over to me.

"How dare you leave y/n the way you did? And then to stand here and not say anything at all to her, not even goodbye when you claim you worry about her?"

She was standing right in front of me, her hands balled into fists at her side.

"Makio my dear, I think you seem to forget I'm your husband."

"Not at all my dear cruel husband, now answer me. Why would you leave her the way that you did?"

"She's not pledging any allegiance to me. I asked her to retire and she didn't consider my feelings at all. I had nothing else to say to her so I left."

Suma and Hina came over and were now sitting on the couch while Makio and I stood facing each other.

"Listen to what you just said asshole-"

"Don't speak to me that way."

She rolled her eyes. "I don't have any ounce of sympathy for you right now. How could you say something like that to someone like her? This was pointless? Really? You made her play your stupid ass game and couldn't handle that she didn't lose and it hurt your feelings? So you brush her off like she did you wrong? You're a sore loser and I'm disappointed in you. She was terrified to face you! You humiliated her and made her feel undesirable, and I'll never forgive you for it. Especially when you haven't apologized and you let her walk out of here without saying anything."

I was shocked. Makio has never spoken to me this way. And I didn't like the way it was making me feel. Of course we argue from time to time but she's never been this mad at me.

I started to reflect on my time with y/n today. She wouldn't moan at all, she kept telling me no to retiring. So what?

I started to shrug my shoulders, not seeing what the big deal was.

"Let me paint the picture for you." Makio started, crossing her arms before she sat down. "Since you can't seem to think about anyone but yourself right now....y/n comes home, from working all night-"

"Late...without telling us she was stopping at Ms. Kimi's." I interrupted.

"Okay, late, from a night of working. And immediately she's asked to retire...she says no, but agrees to your game anyway. Successfully stays quiet, and then after you nut in her....tell her it was pointless...the game? The sex? Whichever one....and then you leave her where she is. What part of that, do you think is okay?"

I sat down on the couch behind me, mind remembering my words, my tone, her tone. I have undoubtedly lost my mind. In the moment, I was so mad that I didn't recognize how awful I had treated my love.

I let my head fall back, eyes closed and taking a deep breath. Here I was carrying on with my day stuck in my own selfish anger, feeling like I wasn't being considered, when it was I who was the true inconsiderate one.

"I can see that you are coming to a realization but I just want to add that y/n traveled over 6,000 miles to come here to help. This is something she was so passionate about she left the one place familiar to her and learned an incredible amount of new information, a new language, a new culture, a new climate, and we can't even imagine how difficult the actual journey here was. Trying to force her to retire is borderline disrespectful." Makio said, her voice less harsh than before.

"You're so right Makio." Suma said. I could hear the tears pooling in her eyes.

"I for one, would like to say that it makes me feel unwell that you told her "it was pointless", no matter what you meant, I don't want those words to ever leave your mouth when talking to any of us." Hina said.

I lowered my head and looked at her. Her hands were also crossed over her chest. Her eyes locked on mine immediately.

I nodded. She was right. That should've never left my mouth.

"I'm sorry. I will never say that again."

"Make sure you apologize to our new wife." Makio said.

"If she even wants to marry you anymore." Suma whispered.

"Right, heaven forbid she finds it pointless." Makio said sending me a look.

My head dropped in shame. I guess I can't really blame them. She wouldn't not want to marry me anymore though right?

"I apologize for hurting y/n the way I did today. Can you forgive me?" I asked as I looked at each and everyone them.

There were a few beats of silence before anyone spoke.

"I think....I have to wait to know y/n's response." Suma said playing with her fingers.

"I agree." Makio added.

Hina didn't say anything but I could see she shared their sentiments.

I sighed deeply before covering my eyes. "I'm so foolish."

"Come on Suma, let's take a nap so we can be present for y/n when she gets back."

"Sure Makio." Suma replied excitedly.

They didn't even want to be bothered with me. This was horrific. All because I disgraced our beautiful bride.

As I sighed deeply Hina got up from the couch. My eyes followed her.

"I wish you told me what happened earlier." She said as she stood.

"I'm sorry my love."

She nodded. "Just be ready to beg for y/n's forgiveness. She deserves nothing less."

I smiled at her. She was right. "I will be."

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As time slowly came for her to be arriving home I went upstairs, I planned on running a bath for her. Suma was already in the bathroom when I got there.

"Can I do that?"

"I've got it." She replied in a short tone.

"Suma....." I said. My heart aching at her tone with me. The tension I've caused between my wives and I was wearing on me. I felt horrible for what I've done and they were letting me know left and right that it was unacceptable. "What do you need from me baby? What can I do?"

She paused before she dropped her herbs and flowers into the tub. She let her eyes travel over my face before sighing.

"I want you to apologize to y/n. I want you to apologize really really really really well." She said, a pout on her lips and tears in her eyes. "We love her and she's always supposed to feel that. I can't forgive you until she does."

I sighed deeply. Nodding my head. "I'll make it up to her, I promise."

"Okay." She said quietly.

I silently left the bathroom, walking back into the bedroom to see Makio and Hina walking inside with fresh linens for the bed.

"Can I help?"

"No thanks, we've got it." Makio snapped. Ouch

"It's okay Makio, let him help. He's trying." Hina replied, a soft smile on her face.

A growl left Makio's mouth. "Fine, but go help on her side, away from me." She sneered at me.

I listened, silently taking the pain that came with her attitude. It was my own fault.

After getting all the sheets and pillow cases changed Hina gathered up the pile and left the room. Before Makio could leave I grabbed her wrist, stopping her.

"Makio, I'm sorry." I told her.

She tried to snatch away but I didn't let her go.

"I'm not the one you should be apologizing to! I swear if she leaves us Tengen I'll never forgive you."

I pulled her closer to me, placing my hands on either side of her face. With her anger, worry was also present in her eyes. It made me feel awful to know I caused so much strife within my own family.

"She won't leave you Makio. I'll make sure of it. I'll make it right."

Her eyes saddened before she narrowed them. "You better. You really hurt her Tengen. You didn't see her face when I told her I was gonna make you apologize." Makio shook her head, still in my hands.

I'm fearful to see it myself. I wish I never did this to her. I was so stupid. So harsh with my words. So harsh with my actions. My stomach turned at the thought of y/n feeling like a cheap, uncared for woman. I did that to her. It's blasphemous! I essentially dirtied her and left her to deal with it herself. It's deplorable. I'm deplorable.

Makio pushed me lightly in my chest. "Luckily you're very good at apologizing." She said, causing me to smile half heartedly.

"We'll let you have the room." She added.

My eyes widened. "Really?" I asked

"Yeah." She replied.

"Thank you my love." I smiled.

"Don't thank me yet, cause if y/n doesn't want you, you won't be allowed in the room at all."

I nodded. I'd just have to make sure I do my best to show my sincere apology as soon as she arrives.

Once everything was situated in the bedroom we all sat downstairs waiting for y/n.

When I heard her footsteps crunching on the snow I stood quickly from the couch. My heart was racing a mile a minute. I was nervous to look into her eyes, I didn't want to see the pain that I caused reflected back at me but I knew I had to.

My wives got up as well, approaching the entry waiting for her.

When the door slid opened they greeted her with so much excitement. My heart stuttered at the sight of their smiles. Y/n's neutral expression changed immediately into a brilliant smile. Her eyes sparkling as she looked at my wives.

"Welcome back!" Suma exclaimed

"Babe!" Makio cooed

"Hello gorgeous!" Hina said.

All at once. They fawned over her, brushing the snow from her hair, removing her garments, and asking her how she felt.

Her responses were just as enthusiastic. Her smile not once faltering.

I walked over, standing just a few feet away from them. As they took y/n's boots off and she stepped up onto the main floor I decided to speak.

"Hi, um...how was it?" I asked nervously. Internally berating myself for sounding so hesitant.

She didn't even let her eyes meet mine. "Fine." She whispered, her eyes on the ground.

My wives looked saddened by the abrupt change in her tone and demeanor. Her head was slightly tilted downward.

"That's good. Im glad to hear everything was okay." I said trying to sound more enthusiastic.

"Mmhm." She replied. Her voice still a whisper.

"Y/n....I-"

I stopped speaking when I saw a tear run down her face. What have I done? She can't look at me and simply talking to her is too much. I really fucked up.

"Oh y/n I'm so so sorry." I said closing the distance between us and reaching for her face. She quickly shut her eyes as I lifted her head. "Baby?"

Her lip quivered, breaking my heart. Before I could pull her into me for a hug Makio pulled her away, taking her upstairs.

I let my head drop, feeling defeated, but then Suma stepped in front of me. I could see her easily from the height distance between us.

"Chin up, you just have to work harder." She smiled sadly before taking my hand.

She led me upstairs, Hina behind us. She made me sit on the bed before she and Hina joined Makio and y/n in the bathroom.

I could hear them comforting her, soothing her and helping her to relax. Whenever Hina or Suma mentioned me y/n remained silent. I could feel the tension all the way from here. Makio whispered to her that I was gonna come apologize, and asked if she could she allow me to do so. I didn't hear her response but soon, my wives came out of the bathroom, silently.

"Good luck." Hina said kissing my cheek.

"You really did a number on her Tengen.....you better fix it." Makio said.

"Be gentle." Suma said.

I took a deep breath before standing. "I will."

"She'll come out when she's ready. Just help her get ready for bed. I told her to come downstairs if it's too much, and if it is then you'll probably sleep alone tonight." Makio said gesturing to the oils on the bed.

When they left the room I crossed my arms waiting for y/n to come out of the bathroom. As the minutes ticked by I felt worried. Was she not ready? Should I get her? Should I leave? I had decided I would check on her when the bathroom door slid open. I froze as our eyes connected.

She looked so sad. She looked away after a few seconds, slowly walking over to me. Her hair was pushed back, washed and hanging down her shoulders, her towel was wrapped around her body. Her hands clasped in front of her.

She stopped a foot away from me. I've never been this stupid before. I don't even know what to do to begin to make up for it. I truly did fuck up bad.

I grabbed some oil, filling my hand before stepping to her and rubbing it into her hair. I could see the tension in her shoulders as I massaged the oil in. It felt terrible seeing her this rigid with me. I looked down at her face and saw that her eyes were closed and she was biting her bottom lip. She was very clearly uncomfortable.

I continued massaging the oil into her scalp and strands. Still taking the moment to look at her beautiful face, despite the discomfort on it. She shouldn't be this way, it's not normal for her to be this tense while any of our hands are in her hair, this is her weakness. She was even more tense when I moisturized her body and it made me feel awful.

When I finished I grabbed her robe off the bed and held it open to her, tying it once she was inside.

"Thanks." Y/n said, her voice breaking on the end.

I couldn't take it anymore. I placed myself in front of her. Placing my hands between her neck and jaw, lifting her head to me, I held nothing back.

"I'm so sorry my beautiful love. I have no excuse for the way I treated you yesterday. You didn't deserve that from me. It makes me sick with shame that I behaved so grossly. I know my actions showed differently but the most important thing to me is all of you healthy and happy, and that doesn't mean I get to dictate what you do, based off what I think. It was horrid of me to try and force you to make such a decision. Forgive me my love. I'm so sorry. I will never again do something so deplorable."

Tears filled her eyes, spilling over in no time. She bit her lip trying to keep her cries inside. She let her gaze fall down, no longer looking at me.

My heart grew impatient, and ached for her stunning eyes to look upon me again.

"I've made it difficult for you to face me and it's unforgivable. Seeing the light in your eyes absent because of my actions hurts so bad. My love I will do anything to see you look at me with that radiant light that lives in your eyes. Shining so brightly it makes my heart swell. Whatever I have to do to get it back tell me. Don't hesitate to tell me. I'm at your mercy love. Whatever you need me to do I will. I will never disgrace your beautiful spirit with my brashness again. I will never leave you in such a vulnerable state again. I don't deserve you my beauty but I'm begging you to give me one more chance. I will make it up to you as long as you shall live. In any way that you want. I've never desired anything more than I desire to see you happy and cared for. If you allow me, I will give you the very best of me. I am so sorry, from the bottom of my heart, please forgive me, I love you so much.”

I stopped speaking when my own voice broke. My beautiful y/n was crying before me, trembling in my hands because of my disgusting behavior. I was begging her to forgive me but I don't even forgive myself. I don't deserve her.

Her eyes met mine. Her beautiful eyes filled with tears, red, but still so bright despite her emotions. She nodded her head.

My eyes widened, heart skipping a beat and my knees feeling weak. "Yeah? You forgive me?" I asked

She nodded again.

A breath of air left my lungs as my tears fell. "I love you, thank you, thank you so much my love, I love you." I said as I kissed around her face repeatedly.

I felt her arms wrap around me and I pulled her even closer. Wrapping mine around her, cradling her head to my chest and leaving kisses atop her head. "Thank you." I cried as felt my heart trying to mend itself.

"You'll still marry me this week?" I asked looking down at her.

"Yes." Her voice a quiet broken whisper.

"Baby, thank you." I sighed in relief. "Thank you, thank you." I held her tighter in my arms, my heart filled with gratitude at the forgiveness she extended to me. She was so beautiful. So perfect. So amazing. I couldn't wait to marry her.

*******

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Of Rats and Men (Levi x Reader)

Part II: when the party's over (Billie Eilish)

part I here

part III here

part IV here

ao3 link here

Excerpt: "Tomorrow, they would get up, (Y/N) would pack her things, and they would pretend none of this had ever happened. They would each go to work, and when— not if, they too often worked too closely together for that— they saw each other in their discharge of their duties, then they would greet one another cordially and act as though they were nothing more than casual acquaintances. They had done it many times before, but now— now there was finality to the act that had not been present before. This was truly the last time they would be together like this."

Description: This is a tale of Staff Sergeant Levi Ackerman and ADA!Reader, and how they desperately try to convince themselves and everyone else that they aren't in love (and, of course, they fail miserably) while trying to take down the biggest crime syndicate in Shiganshina: the Marley family. Also, there are songs involved in the chapter titles.

Warnings: Smut, angst, Cop!AU, Happy ending, conflict of interest, MINORS DNI, non-graphic violence

After that night, Levi wished he could say that it was a clean break. He wished he could have been strong enough to stay away from the woman he loved for both their sakes, but three weeks later, when (Y/N) stumbled back into his precinct only moments after she’d left, wobbly on her kitten heels with glass in her hair and blood on her face, his body had moved on its own to be by her side.

“Somebody call a bus!” he barked, even though Detective Braus was already on it, and forgetting himself entirely, he cupped (Y/N)’s face in his hands, the blood from her head wounds staining his hands red. “(Y/N)— are you hurt?”

“It was supposed to be me,” she said, her eyes distant. “It was supposed to be me—”

“What happened?”

(Y/N) shook her head, and Levi cursed.

“It was Melinda,” she told him, tears welling in her eyes. “She wanted to drive Bertha so I— I gave her the key earlier, thinking we’d just meet in the parking lot and that would be that but— she got there first, opened the door, and—”

(Y/N) choked back a sob, and Levi wrapped his arms around her, unthinking and uncaring what it might look like.

“You’re okay, it’s okay,” he soothed her. “We’re going to look after you. Can you tell me what happened to Melinda?”

(Y/N) pulled away, and when Levi saw the look in her eyes, he cursed once more.

Melinda was one of (Y/N)’s colleagues, and, incidentally, one of the few people (Y/N) had trusted to reveal her affair with Levi to just in case something happened to either or both of them. She was a good woman and a steadfast friend to (Y/N). Bertha, however, was (Y/N)’s BMW, and if Levi was putting the pieces together correctly—

“Car bomb in the parking lot!” Hange cried out from the door to the precinct. “An ADA was dead on the arrival, where is—”

Hange froze when she saw Levi and (Y/N), and like a whipped dog, Levi withdrew from their embrace entirely, leaving (Y/N) bereft of whatever comfort he might have given her.

“Shit,” said Hange, and Levi thought that summed it up pretty well.

***

“No,” (Y/N) insisted, her jaw set tightly. “There’s no way in hell I’m coming off of this case.”

A room full of police officers and attorneys had gathered after the news of the bombing had spread— (Y/N) hadn't been allowed to leave until the bomb squad had secured the area, and her bosses had decided to take that opportunity to 'deal with the situation'— and every head in the precinct, ones attached to attorneys and police officers alike, turned to look at her as though she’d grown a second head.

“That was a direct order from your superior,” said Pixis, her current boss and long-time mentor and friend. “You’re off of the Marley case until further notice.”

(Y/N) crossed her arms. “So this can happen to someone else? Not fucking likely, sir.”

Across the room, Levi’s eyes were cold and hard. (Y/N) didn’t have to be told to know that he agreed entirely with Pixis, but Levi could go fuck himself for all she cared in that moment. Whatever they had been, he’d never had a say in what she did with her work, and if (Y/N) had her way with it, he never would.

“This ruins your objectivity—”

“My objectivity is just fine,” she shot back, venomous. “What about yours, counselor? Afraid to leave me on the case because they know I’ve got them pinned? Are you in Marley’s pocket too?”

“Counselor!” another one of her bosses interjected, but (Y/N) wasn’t having it.

“What, does it hit a little too close to home?” Her body was shaking, but despite the distinctly unhinged flavor to her current mood, she found a mass of strength to stand on and face down any adversary. “This place— both this precinct and the DA’s office— leaks like a boat made of swiss cheese and attracts twice as many rats. You all know it as well as I do, but let me make one thing abundantly clear here and now.”

(Y/N) smiled ever-so-slightly, and said with full assurance, “I can’t be pressured or intimidated, and I sure as hell can’t be bought. These fuckers can’t touch me and they know it, so they tried to kill me— doesn’t that make me that much more valuable to this case? You know I’m dependable even if no one else is, and unless you’re a fucking rat yourself, you won’t take this case from me. Annie Leonhart is going away for life, and it will be by my hand that she goes.”

“(Y/N), you’re in shock.”

Levi’s gaze never wavered as he spoke, that steely gray striking at her core. Everyone turned to watch the Sergeant as he spoke to her, tension escalating as they realized what was happening.

“Give yourself a night to mull it over.”

A fierce malice rose in her chest at his reproof, and (Y/N) spat the first poison that rose to her lips.

“You may address me as counselor or miss, Sergeant Ackerman,” she snapped, “Thank you for offering your advice, but it’s neither needed nor wanted here. I’m staying on the case.”

With that, she picked up her briefcase and began to leave, and no one said a word. Pointing fingers had been a risky gamble, but an effective one; no one dared to challenge her and risk being under suspicion by their peers.

“At least let us offer you protection,” said Captain Erwin as her hand reached the doorknob. “Sergeant, go with her— stay with her until we can send a protective detail.”

“I appreciate the gesture, but I don’t require any protection,” (Y/N) replied, opening the door, but Erwin spoke once more.

“It’s not your call. The SPD takes care of its own; please, counselor, humor an old policeman’s pride. Levi, go.”

Like a hound bidden by its master, Levi followed her, silent and with his nose in the air.

“Wait here,” he said as they reached the exit. “I’ll pick you up. Your place or mine?”

Habit took over, and before (Y/N) could stop herself, she replied, “Yours.”

Levi nodded and left, and when he returned, it was to open the door of his Honda for her to get in.

Their ride was silent for the most part, but when Levi put his hand over hers on the console as he drove, (Y/N) knew that she had been forgiven for her hatefulness back at the precinct. It was all so very Levi of him— no words, no judgment, and no anger… just acceptance, forgiveness, and understanding. That was his way.

“What do you want to eat?” he asked as they pulled into his driveway. “I know you skipped lunch again, or else—”

He cut himself off, uncomfortable.

“I think I want pho,” she replied, thinking of the warmth of the dish, the sweet-spicy flavor of the broth, and the crunch of the bean sprouts she liked to eat with it. "Haven't had it in a while."

“That tracks,” he replied with a tired smile. “It’s a good comfort food. Wait here. I’ll clear the house, then you can come in and we’ll have the pho delivered.”

A few moments later, Levi came back and helped (Y/N) out of the car, and they settled in together on his obnoxiously comfortable couch. (Y/N) didn't think twice about laying her head on his lap, letting him pet her hair; she never thought even for a moment that it was dangerous territory to allow herself to cry as he soothed her.

“I'm sorry about earlier,” Levi told her, wiping her tears away. "I had no right to interject. I knew how you felt about the case, how important it was— and who am I to tell you how to do your job anyway?"

(Y/N) tried for a smile, watery though it would be, and reached up to touch her lover's face.

"You're the man who loves me," she told him. "Surely that gives you some leeway. Besides, you don't need to apologize— you paid your penance when I raked you over the coals in front of the whole conference room. If anything, I should be apologizing."

Levi shrugged, smiling back at her. "You were in shock, your words weren't really your own. Besides, you're the woman who loves me— you could have said anything to me in that room and I promise you that all I would have felt is grateful that you're alive."

(Y/N) squeezed her eyes tight against her tears, and Levi bent to kiss her forehead.

"Poor Mel," said (Y/N), remembering the unrecognizable heap that lay in front of her on the concrete, the smell of burnt flesh— the memory was sickening. "I don't— I don't regret being alive, but Melinda deserved better."

"She did," Levi agreed, but said no more. He didn't have to say what he was thinking for (Y/N) to hear it.

He would trade any life for (Y/N)'s, including his own. He would mourn Melinda as a friend, but he wouldn't exchange her life for (Y/N)'s, no matter the justification.

"I hate it when you cry," he said after a moment of watching tears fall silently down her face. "It breaks my heart."

"Sorry." (Y/N) nuzzled her face farther into his thigh, hiding her expression. "Can't help it."

Levi sighed. "Don't apologize, baby. Not to me."

They stayed there for a while, Levi's hand resting heavily on (Y/N)'s head, and she used the weight of it as an anchor to ground her as she wept without ceasing. She wept for Melinda, whose mother (Y/N) would need to call once she dried her tears; she wept for Melinda's sister, whom she would have to visit in person to break the news— Melinda's mother wouldn't be able to handle one of "little 'Lissa's" violent emotional outbursts. She even wept for that poor schmuck of a Tinder date Melinda kept stringing along, despite the fact that Mel knew the only lasting relationship she'd ever wanted or needed was the one she had with her job.

"Sit up. You're going to drown if you don't."

Levi guided her up, tucked her into his side, and let her cry into his chest. No matter how many tears came, he wiped them all away; whatever Levi's fixation with cleanliness was, he used his shirt to clean away the mucus that dripped from her nose. It was gross, ugly, and embarrassing, but (Y/N) could do nothing but cry the more for it. With steady patience, Levi tended to her until the food was delivered.

"Eat," he told her, bringing her the bowl he'd fixed from the takeout container. "You need your strength."

(Y/N) took the bowl.

"I gotta call Mel's ma," she sighed. "And I need to go see her sister, she's just around the block—"

Levi's expression hardened

"You're not going anywhere tonight. You can make that phone call after you've eaten. After that, you aren't obligated to do anything."

(Y/N) side-eyed him, only a little bitter.

"You're not the boss of me."

"No." The corner of Levi's mouth ticked upwards. "No, no man could ever be that. I'm just worried about you. You know I get… touchy."

That, (Y/N) could understand. Levi had lost a lot of people he cared about to Marley. He'd been a cop for a long time— since he was eighteen years old— and from the moment he got his detective's shield, he'd been plagued by the Marley family's violence. Sometimes he talked about the people he'd lost, the list of names so long that (Y/N) couldn't possibly remember; every time he'd spoken with (Y/N) about it, his expression went entirely neutral, as if he were just a robot saying what he'd been programmed to. There was pain there, unspeakable, inescapable pain; it was no wonder that he would react strongly to a presumably Marleyan attack directed at someone he cared about.

"I miss you," she said, apropos of nothing. "I almost drove here three times yesterday evening."

Levi huffed a laugh.

"I think not seeing each other is working about as well as seeing each other."

"Sounds about right."

There was a moment of tension between them then, a moment where (Y/N)'s whole body leaned forward in anticipation; almost, (Y/N) thought they might kiss. At the last second, Levi leaned back, remembering himself, and (Y/N) cleared her throat, her cheeks hot.

"Well, this is awkward," (Y/N) laughed. Levi didn't look so amused.

"Are we really going through with this?" she asked.

"Yeah," he replied, looking away. "Yeah, we are. We have to."

(Y/N) nodded.

"Okay," she sighed. "Okay, yeah, you're right."

(Y/N) went back to eating her pho, almost disappointed, though she had already known the answer to her question before she asked it. This— their breakup or whatever— had been the right decision for both of them, but something inside her had hoped… had hoped.

Levi swore under his breath.

"I just want to protect you," he admitted, his hands clenching in his lap. "That's why we're doing this stupid breakup thing, why I wanted you to think about it before staying on the Leonhart case— you know she's lower-level, nowhere near the guys we're after— but the truth is, I don't know what the right thing is anymore. All I know is that there are rules that we need to follow, rules that are there to protect ourselves and others. To follow them is to do the right thing. It must be."

He reached over and placed his hand over hers.

"If it means anything at all, you're it for me."

(Y/N) nodded. She felt the same way.

“Eat your food, Levi. I don’t really wanna talk.”

“Okay.”

They ate in silence until Levi got a phone call, and then (Y/N) listened in as Levi questioned someone on the other end of the line. It was an intense conversation from what (Y/N) could hear; if she had to guess, the person on the other end of the line was an undercover, someone who was under immense pressure, because she recognized the tone Levi was using to be his talking-down-from-the-ledge voice— the voice he’d used only hours earlier to give her comfort after… after.

“Don’t do anything to rock the boat,” Levi was saying, his voice low. “You keep your head down for a little bit, and we’ll find your rat. Did you hear about the incident from earlier today? Well, then you know exactly how close we are. Yes, yes, she’s fine. She’s—yeah.”

Levi was silent for a moment, then looked over at (Y/N) and replied, “Of course I am, but there’s no guarantee. I’m doing everything I can to— yes, there will be a protective detail, but you really don’t need to be concerned with this, or anything else besides laying low, end of discussion. Stay alive, brat, that’s an order.”

Levi hung up, and (Y/N) looked away.

“Work stuff?” she asked, stirring around in her bowl.

“You could say that.”

Ah. Then it was one of Erwin’s U.C.s. Supposedly, no one knew the identity of SPD’s undercovers, but (Y/N) had known Eren Jaeger since he was just a recruit. He was the only person (Y/N) could think of that would call Levi and ask about her.

“How close are you really to finding your rat?” (Y/N) also knew that Eren was struggling because of rats in SPD, although not from Levi. She had her own sources to tell her that.

Levi shrugged. “Closer than yesterday, not as close as we’ll be tomorrow. We’ve narrowed it down to one unit.”

(Y/N) raised a brow. “Which?”

“You know I’m not supposed to tell you.”

“And?”

Levi shot her a look, but (Y/N) knew she’d won.

“You’re incorrigible.”

“Thanks. Which unit?”

“The task force we put together to work Marley.”

(Y/N)’s jaw dropped. Levi had hand-selected the members of the task force. Both he and Erwin had thought each and every one of them to be loyal. Really, that unit was almost like family to Levi— to think that one of them was a traitor—

“Don’t look so shocked,” said Levi, though his face betrayed his weariness. “Marley’s always one step ahead of us.”

“I know. It just sucks.”

“You’re telling me. At least it narrows things down. Now we have a strategy to deal with the pest problem.

(Y/N) nodded. A false lead leaked to individuals, one at a time, would do the trick; it was a risky game, but one that came with a nice packback if it worked.

“Yeah. One step at a time, I guess.”

(Y/N) finished her food with her feet sitting in Levi’s lap, and when she was done, Levi took their dishes and washed everything up. Yawning sleepily, she stretched out on Levi’s couch, sinking blissfully into its softness, and before she quite knew what was happening, she had fallen fast asleep. The only thing she remembered before everything faded into dreams was a brief kiss brushing against her forehead and Levi’s voice intoning, “Rest, now.”

***

As (Y/N) slumbered, Levi sat on the floor next to her, silent but sleepless. His gun sat on the table in front of him, and despite being shirtless and wearing pajama pants, he was prepared for anything. Occasionally, he would glance over at (Y/N) and immediately regret doing so; she was so beautiful in her sleep that he had to exert nearly all of his self-control not to wake her with gentle kisses. Only the butterfly bandages on her forehead stopped him from doing so, and whenever he finally managed to tear his eyes away from her, he would come back to himself and remember why that would be a terrible idea on so many levels.

Fool, he thought, cursing himself. You risk both your lives by getting so distracted, not to mention the fact that you’re not supposed to be with her at all.

Still, he’d missed (Y/N) fiercely in the last three weeks. Her absence ached like a wound, burned like a fever; Levi had been next to useless at work, always checking his phone for her text even though he’d known none would come. He missed her madly, like an addict misses their poison, and now that he was in the same room with her, it was nearly unbearable.

If something had happened to (Y/N) in that bombing, Levi wasn’t sure he would have survived. Heaven help him, he’d have gone rogue if she’d been taken from him. If she had died, he’d have killed everyone in the precinct that he’d even thought might be a rat, and then, assuming he lived long enough after that, he’d have visited the home of every known member of the Marley family and dispatched to hell every last soul of them— man, woman, and child— in retribution. If he was killed in the process, so much the better— he wasn’t sure if he wanted to live in a world without (Y/N).

“God help me,” he exhaled softly, looking towards the ceiling. “This woman’s going to be the death of me.”

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