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riridontneedya · 3 years

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IMPERIUM✨

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Any house Reader, Harry Potter x

Wordcount: 4,210

Warnings: SMUT, ANGST dom ,sub, daddy ,oral, teasing ,praise, spitting , chocking etc run of the mill smut.

A/N : Well the time has come I've finally given in.. I say finally didn't take much conviction lol. Anyway in this universe Dumbledore is still very much alive and no-one tried to kill one another so all is well. As always enjoy and let me know what you think xx

Summary: Draco and y/n battle it out for the new position as headmaster but what happens when they are made to work alongside one another

“Ladies and gentlemen, if I may have your attention please” spoke Dumbledore. He arose from his chair gently tapping his knife against his chalice in order to garner the crowds attention . Shortly everyones eyes were fixated on him. He cleared his throat and began. “I would like to thank each and everyone one of you for coming out tonight … as we all know its been a tough decision for me to step down, however! .I have no fear as I know the school will be in the safest of hands. I hand picked these two myself and in-fact trust them with my life. I know they have been working tirelessly day in and out to ensure not only my trust .. but all members of committee and most importantly our students. So with that being said when it is revealed in tomorrows assembly who the new headmaster and deputy are I want you both to know ,no matter the outcome I am so proud of you both, so let us raise a toast to our candidates . Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N and Draco Lucius Malfoy”. With that Dumbledore rose his chalice high in the air smiling warmly at the pair. Everybody followed suit and raised their glasses high in celebration.

Draco and Y/N graciously thanked everyone as they showered them with words of praise and encouragement . Just then Y/n went to speak however her words were abruptly cut short by Astoria. As if an eager child unable to contain her excitement she blurted out. “ Draco and I are so grateful for all the support, so as a thank you after this we will be having refreshments and canapés at the Malfoy manor to celebrate his new position as headmaster .. all are welcome to join”. ‘Headmaster .. oh my how incredibly presumptuous” Y/N chuckled into her drink. “Excuse me” squeaked Astoria, she spun around rapidly locking eyes with Y/n. Y/n folded her arms across her chest and began “I do believe you heard me Astoria .. you said headmaster and thats yet to be revealed so for you to address Draco as said headmaster is well.. presumptuous”. Astorias tongue prodded the inside of her cheek, you could tell by the hue of red in her face she was infuriated but trying to find the words without imploding.

“Well , I just know he will ok so yeah just know that”, spat Astoria in a feeble attempt to shake off Y/ns rightful observation’. ‘Oh I see” snapped y/n “why didn't you say it was you sooner, Sybil , Sybil Trelawney teacher of divination . What are you doing here under the guise of Polyjuice potion? I mean you could’ve just come with your crystal ball and tea leaves and said he was the winner that way instead of this elaborate scheme don’t you think?” The laughter of fellow by standers suddenly erupted around the women. Astoria who now sup parsed hues of red was the shade of a beetroot , completely enraged prepared to snap she was interrupted by Dumbledore. “ NOW now girls quell your fiery natures, this is to be a peaceful night of celebrations”. The woman smiled coyly at Dumbledore. ‘My apologies Dumbledore” y/n chimed up. “We speak no more of it ok” Dumbledore smiled and gently patted the crown of y/ns head and proceeded to make his way back to his chair. Y/N turned and smiled gloatingly at Astoria. In response Astoria screwed her face up mockingly and fled no doubt to chastise Draco for not swooping in and defending her.

“Pwoarh Nice one mate” chuckled Fred as he held out his fist waiting for Y/n to bump it. Hahah stop it you she giggled. ‘Here , should we go to the manor after this for a laugh” sniggered George appearing alongside them. “Ha, I'm sure she’s revoked my invitation effective immediately” said Y/n, as she peered over to Astoria , she could see her flailing her arms around whilst Draco made no attempt to conceal his look of boredom in the conversation. “You know what lets .. Ive been dying to get a peek of the manor anyway what harm can it do”. ‘Cracking’ the twins harmonised in unison. The trio linked arms and jollied along.

Once arrived at the manor they soon found it to be every bit luxurious as they envisioned. The floors were marble and reflected the light of the enormous crystal chandeliers suspended from the ceiling. Each stair of the grand staircase was illuminated by candle light creating an auburn strip propelling up the length of the stairs. Every inch of the manor oozed with decadence. “Wow , its rather impressive” mused y/n . “You can say that again” chimed Fred as he helped himself to a glass of champagne , handing one over to y/n. They began to mingle and drink with the rest of the party guests it was an overall pleasant evening that was until Astoria appeared before Y/n. “Glad to see you could make it y/n” said Astoria with a constipated smile. She had made little to no effort to conceal her sarcastic tone.

Y/n had no interest in rehashing todays mini confrontation. Instead she pulled a sickly sweet smile and said “ Wouldn’t miss it for the world, thank you for your generous hospitality Ms Green grass.” Astorias face dropped “green green .. she muttered, haha don’t be silly you must get use to calling me Mrs Malfoy”. Now despite y/ns fondness to antagonise Astoria at any given opportunity she couldn’t help but see she was visibly hurt. She immediately began to fumble her words in a bid to preserve her feelings “honestly , Astoria I'm sorry I didn't know the extent of your relationship .. I apologise”. Astoria still hadn’t reacted she stood stationary bottom lip protruding sad and helpless like a lost puppy. Y/n gently squeezed Astorias forearm and began to say “ look you mustn't pay it any mind, Draco wouldn’t dare indulge in any small talk with me about family life .. so don’t stress it congratulations by the way”. Astoria looked up at her with eyes softened . Relief washed over Y/n as she could tell she was receptive to her. Y/n couldn’t help but wonder to herself why he hadn’t mentioned news as big as that , they had worked so closely over these months . To be fair on a good day if you hadn’t known Draco you wouldn’t even know he had a girlfriend let alone fiancé .. or wife ?

Astoria went to talk but just then none other than Draco emerged behind her . His hand came down onto her shoulder. sharply. “ thats enough now sweetheart , I think Daphne was looking for you actually”. There was a weird exchange of eye contact Astoria weakly smiled and left. It was now just y/n and Draco stood before one another. Draco broke the silence by clearing his throat “ Y/L/N, may I interest you in a nightcap in my office ,there are things Id appreciate to discuss before we venture into our new working relationship”. Although slightly bewildered she agreed as after all they were to work alongside one another and she’d rather it be somewhat harmonious than turbulent.

Y/n followed Draco across the length of the great hall and into a pair of grand double doors. The room was vast , books littered the walls as far as the eye could see and in the corner a fireplace roared. Draco stood behind his desk and motioned for y/n to take a seat opposite him. She smoothed the back of her dress and proceeded to make herself comfortable. Draco started pouring whiskey from the crystal decanter into a couple of whiskey tumblers. The burn of the fire whisky ignited as it glided down her throat. The combination of whiskey and champagne left Y/N beginning to feel somewhat merry, she hadn’t really noticed during the quiet sobering conversation with Astoria. ‘So what is it you have in mind Draco?”. His stormy grey eyes peered over at her from behind his glass. ‘Very well” he remarked and manoeuvred himself to Y/NS side of the desk .He perched himself on the edge legs akimbo and both his large veiny hands clasped around his whiskey glass. Y/n inhaled sharply as she averted her gaze from his legs splayed before her. Continuing he said “ As you're aware I have my plans about how Hogwarts should be run , I have a detailed strategy and I plan to implement it as soon as possible .. so what I'm really asking is are you with me or against me because I have no intention of being held back”.

Y/n blinked rapidly .. she was unable to process what he was saying , how could he be so smug thinking he had headmaster place secured already. “ Fuck sake Draco, ok first that wasn’t really posed as an option now was it ?, also enough with belief that its your divine right to just be appointed as headmaster! What makes you think that if you somehow are the headmaster I will just bend at your will? Pathetic!” She scoffed into her drink. Draco began to stifle a laugh “ Ah you do amuse me y/n”, look I'm willing to let you have some creative control … only if you prove to me how badly you so desire it”. His suggestive smile sent shivers up y/n. “Fuck you Malfoy” she hissed and jolted from her seat, once she reached the door she rattled the doorknob but to no avail the door wouldn’t budge. “Open it now” she demanded . Draco slowly sauntered towards her and leant across the door “hmm I thought you liked a challenge .. guess I was wrong this will be no fun after all ” Draco was indeed correct Y/n did enjoy a challenge and he’d be gravely mistaken if he thought she would let him get away without putting up a fight”.

Something switched in Y/n she turned to face Draco who was only inches away. He towered over her with his svelte frame encased in an all black suit. ‘Is this what you want Draco hmm” she said in a sultry tone whilst hooking her finger into his belt loop pulling him closer. You want me to beg ..or would you rather me on my knees .. better yet I could be a good girl and just bend over that desk right now and let you have your way if thats what you want” . Draco's breathing was now laboured within seconds he had pulled y/n in by the waist flipped her round having her pressed against the door, his body weight up against her and his hand holding her arms in place on the door. Y/n could feel the stiffness of his impressive length against her derrière. With a shallow gasp he breathed dangerously close to her ear “ be careful what you wish for ms Y/L/N , I don’t take too kindly to false promises as I always get what I want” . With that he tossed her around to face him .Y/n was now panting her body was burning in desire she wanted nothing more than to drop to her knees there and then. No wonder Astoria was attached to his hip.. if this was anything to go off.

Y/n bit her lip she felt dizzy with emotions . Draco stood before her with a devious smile , his hands soon intertwining at her waist and face buried in her décolleté littering it with kisses making his way down to her ample bosom. Y/n couldn’t help but throw her head back in delight eliciting a small moan. That only became fuel for Draco as he hoisted her leg from the floor and wrapped it around him. It was then Y/n felt a vibration from the opposite side of the door., as if someone had knocked from the outside . It was then followed by a mousy ‘ Dray , are you in there’. Draco paused for a moment grip still tight on y/n. “What is it I'm having a business meeting , i'll be out shortly don’t hover ”. It was clear who it was… the pair unraveled themselves from one another quickly smoothing out clothing and rejigging themselves. ‘Ok let us” let me stop you Draco, Y/n interrupted pressing her finger against his lips to audibly shush him. “ As if you think id let this happen you think you get to fuck me then you do as you please and I a dutiful little lap dog . Pfffft what a joke like it or not I'm going to be your boss so the only way I'm fucking you is in the more figurative sense , now you better hurry up don’t want to keep your fiancé waiting or Is it wife hmmm”. With a quick flick from her wand she sent the door swinging open and promptly stormed out.

The day had finally arrived the great hall of Hogwarts was alive with the buzz of chatter. The sizeable table at the forefront of the hall hosted all the teachers and most importantly both Draco and y/n. Dumbledore made his way to the podium, he produced his wand and placed it at the base of his neck it acted as a megaphone propelling his voice across the hall. “Everybody if I may have your attention please.” The chatter soon died down and everyone eagerly cast their eyes on him. “ Right, I shan’t keep you in suspense anymore , it is time to announce your new headmaster & deputy ’. Both Draco and y/n fidgeted in their seats after all these months of rivalry it had boiled down to this. “ Ladies and gentlemen, introducing Ms y/n y/l/n your new headmaster !” Boomed Dumbledore. .Y/N shrieked she was giddy with excitement she couldn’t believe she had actually done it. Everyone around her broke out into wild applause there were whistles and jeers laughter overall excitement. She was being ushered by the surrounding teachers to get up to the podium to make a speech. As she was making her way she cast eyes on Draco, there he stood paler than usual and unresponsive he was there physically but not mentally his carcass stood stationary unable to ingest the news he had just been fed.

The days rolled into weeks weeks rolled into months and y/n had almost completed a whole term at Hogwarts. All was going swimmingly and albeit begrudgingly Draco was in-fact a great support on her journey. It was the last night of term and y/n sat a her desk pondering over a mountain of papers. Y/n sighed and cradled her head in her hands , she was exhausted she spent all her time dedicated to the role that she forgot to take time out for herself. There was a knock at the door “Come in” she yelled out. Draco's head emerged around the door. ‘

Oh hey you , come in come in” ushering him to the desk. ‘Oh dear , sucks to be you , regretting the position of power now?” Draco chuckled menacingly. “Ha ha very funny” she uttered dryly. “Anyway , some of the other teachers are going out for drinks but I can see you are busy” said Draco eyeballing the mountains of paper. “Yeah.. I afraid I am , but you enjoy yourself Draco have a drink for me and i'll see you next term” she smiled warmly at him. Draco locked eyes on her , hands stuffed in his pocket he began to fidget. “In all honesty I'm not the fondest of all the people going .. also Id much rather not be at home ..before you laugh or probe why just don’t because I won’t go into it but I can’t bare to spend another moment longer with …her .. so umm yeah , I can help you out here then say you make it up to me buying me a drink later?”

Y/n smirked “You’re quite then enigma aren’t you Draco ..? He raised his eyebrows at her in acknowledgement. “Fine , id appreciate that very much but I am rather tired so if it's not beneath you I can offer you a drink at mine ..”. His eyes flickered up to meet hers , stifling a smile . “Id like that ..”he said softly , ‘well then , let's get to work” y/n smiled. Draco and y/n worked through the night it was filled with chatter and laughter they felt at ease with one another. Once they finished up the momentum continued on at y/ns house. Copious amounts of fire whiskey later they found themselves delving into deeper topics having more in-depth conversations and discovering more about one another. Draco's whole demeanour was very relaxed and this was foreign to y/n. His shirt sleeves were rolled up and tie loosened. ‘You know .. you're an alright person not that much of a pain in my arse surprisingly” Draco chuckled swigging another mouthful of whiskey. “Well thats rich” laughed y/n.

“Right well I've really enjoyed this but its getting late , I can barley keep my eyes open … earlier you mentioned you didn't want to go back so .. you're more than welcome to stay …. Only if you want”. Rattled by the kind gesture he smiled affectionately. Stumbling over his words “umm yeah , thank you y/n you’ve exceeded your generosity let me at least grab us coffee for the morning then. “Sounds like a plan , hopefully you won’t find me a pain in the arse again come morning ”. With a cackle Y/n got up from the couch and showed Draco to the spare room. Once at the door she began to wish him a goodnight. As he went to hug y/n his lips grazed her cheek. Y/n suddenly recoiled , a silence loomed over them as they gazed at one another the emotions of that night in Draco's office flooding back. Y/n could feel the heat surging in her cheeks so she hastily wished him a good night and scurried to her room. Once in the shelter of her room she let out a sigh of relief. She knew it was the right thing to do but my how she craved him.

Draco burst through the door making a beeline for Y/N. He took her into his arms and kissed her with an insatiable hunger. Backing her into the wall he began to rid her of her clothing . Y/n hands clambered at his chest to do same however he abruptly stopped her “ Oh no you don’t , you think I forgot about that little stint in my office huh ? Well I didn't and I've been awaiting the day I get to fuck you senseless Ms y/n … you control me all day and now its y turn to control you .. you will do everything I say do you understand” . Enthralled by his dominance Y/n nodded enthusiastically. “Sorry I didn't hear you “ roared Draco grabbing her face towards his. “Yes who”. “Yes Draco” she moaned . “You can do better than that dear yes who, i'll only ask you one more time or i'll have bent over my knee.. so what will it be?” . “Yes … daddy “ she muttered bashfully. “Thats my girl” he bellowed. He grabbed her and thrust her onto the bed , he unfastened his tie and instructed her to lift her hands above her head. Y/n did as commanded. He bound her wrists up and hooped them over the bed post. “Now, I'm going to have my way with you and you don’t get to touch me understood!” ‘Yes daddy y/n whimpered” “ahh what a good girl you are, ugh the things I'm going to do to you”. Y/ns eyes winded in desire, Draco shimmied y/ns shirt up and instructed her to bite down using it as a makeshift gag. He suddenly began to kiss her lower abdomen slowly sliding off her trousers.

Y/n titled her hips aiding him in taking them off. Draco's eyes lit up upon the discovery of her not wearing any undergarments “oh so you were anticipating me you filthy slut” Draco chuckled darkly’. He teased and taunted kissing her inner thighs only grazing her sex, this drove y/n crazy her body craved him inside her. Draco finally delicately licked a strip against her folds causing her body to crumble at the slightest of his touch. His warm moist tongue began frantically massaging her causing her to rive in ecstasy . His tongue began to vibrate excitedly against her clitoris sending shock waves through her entire body , she bucked her hips in excitement unable to keep her composure as Draco's tongue fixated on lapping up the one spot that drove her insane. Y/n was close he was relentless with his tongue against her swollen bud , just as she was about to finish Draco withdrew. Y/ns face fell in disgust just as she was about complain he plunged his fingers deep inside her ..pumping rhythmically y/ns juices coated his fingers . His other hand sloped around her neck , eventually this caused her to release all over his hand. Draco's pupils now engulfed his eyes …he was enthralled in pleasure watching her crumble for him . “ Aren’t you a good girl , snarled Draco “squirting for daddy , whilst I love it I don’t recall giving you permission to” .y/n squirmed overcome with pleasure unable to respond.

He unhooked her and brought her to her knees. He ripped her shirt from her mouth and produced his veiny throbbing cock dripping with pre cum. Y/n gasped in astonishment and eagerly attempted to take him all in her mouth bobbing her head enthusiastically until her jaw ached and eyes began to stream. He hurled his head back in pleasure as her tongue gently caressed his pulsating tip. “Ugh yeah just like that baby “ he muttered .

Without warning y/n sucked on the tip with vigour. Draco let out a ferocious moan whilst grabbing y/ns hair fashioning it into a ponytail attempting to make her glide her tongue down the rest of his shaft. He couldn’t have her do that for too long as he surely would finish in her mouth. “You filthy filthy girl “ he beamed as he pulled her off his cock . Rocking her head back spiting in her mouth. He brought yn to her feet and began kissing her deeply interlocking his tongue with hers , she yearned so badly to touch him to feel her skin against his. “ Get over here , I want you leant over this bed frame whilst I fuck you .. I'm going to cum on that pretty pussy then I'm going to put it back in understand!” Firmly instructed Draco . “Yes daddy” that’s my girl he cooed. Draco teasingly stroked his member against her entrance this sent shock waves through y/n causing her to gyrate in hopes he would slip in. Draco caught onto this and his hand came down harshly on her derrière .y/n let out a gasp. “Don’t be greedy now” he laughed tightening his makeshift restraints on her wrists. Relentless with his teasing it was a shock to y/n when Draco abruptly pushed into her. Y/n was in euphoria as was Draco as the warmth of her walls swaddled his manhood.

Draco slammed into y/n her body rattling with pleasure, just then Draco felt himself out to release .. so true to his word he instructed y/n to lay on her back so he could empty his contents onto her. He threw his head back in jubilation upon release. As he went to enter her again this time her was slower much more gentle taking y/n into his arms. “How do you want me to finish you off baby?,like this or I could use my fingers?” Y/n shuddered remembering the bliss she was in from his lengthy fingers so it would be a no brainer to opt for them “Fingers please daddy” she uttered softly.

He untangled himself from her stood up and offered his hand . Taking her across the room he sat down in-front of the floor length mirror instructing y/n to sit in between his legs. “If its fingers you was then its fingers you’ll get but your gonna have to watch me”. His large hand sloped up her neck tenderly chocking her whilst his other massaged at her slit . Y/n was still dripping from earlier so it was light work for him to imbed his fingers into her. Y/n couldn’t take it the combination of Draco's fierce unwavering gaze in the mirror and the sheer bliss she felt with her legs quaking she soon released decorating the mirror in-front her. “Ugh your amazing baby” he beamed kissing her forehead gracefully. “Here let's get you cleaned up and we can cuddle in bed”. “Oh my … I didn't peg you as a cuddling type Draco” y/n laughed gingerly attempting to get up her legs still trembling beneath her. “Shut up you” he scolded “when will you learn there’s a lot you still don’t know about me y/n”.

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kishillaa · 3 years

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SSM21 Day 16: Dates

Sakura was sitting crossed legs in her room, on the edge of her bed as she looks herself on the body length mirror of her own reflection. She was wearing a burgundy colored dress with small flower petals surrounding the fabric, it was a knee length dress with the sleeves ended just before her elbow that Ino commented as boring.

Sakura cringed inwardly as she thought of the dress Ino had picked for her. It was pretty, but too lewd, showing off too much skin for a first date. She personally like the dress she wears better than Ino's choice; it complimenting her eyes, her skin, and especially her hair. It was really simple, but she likes it better that way. And plus, her date do always wear something simple either.

She couldn't believe her crush had asked her for a date, it was so stoic so boring–Ino's word, nothing extravagant or remotely romantic but it was so Sasuke.

Sakura blushes as she rereads the conversation of their text messages again. It was partly a dare of the truth or dare game she played with her friends a week ago, Temari had dared her to text Sasuke, who they all knew was whom she's been liking since they're younger. She was so glad she was a little bit tipsy that night, or this wasn't going to happen.

Sakura bit her lips, trying to hold her delighted yet embarrassed squeal as she reads their first few texts.

She chug another mouthful of a strong liquor Tenten sneaked out of the bar she part-time at, before she started a conversation with Sasuke Uchiha over text message.

Sakura: Hi...

Sakura: It's me, Sakura. I sit behind you in Biochem with Kakashi-sensei.

Even in her drunk state, her heart was hammering hard in her chest when she saw the three dots moving, signaling that he's typing his reply.

Sasuke: Hey.

Decide to not beat around the bush, Sakura typed bluntly.

Sakura: I met you first time during summer camp when we were 13.

Sakura: I know you already forgetting about me, so don't bother try to remember.

Sakura: I like you that whole month we were there. And still do when it ended.

Sakura: I was surprised to see you the first time we met in Kakashi-sensei's class.

Sakura: And right now, we're playing truth and dare. My friend dared me to confess to you.

Sakura: So, yeah.

Sasuke: I don't remember.

Sakura: You don't have to.

Sasuke: Okay.

Sasuke: Are you free next saturday?

The whole group of her friends surrounded her when she let out a loud squeal, they all follow suit after seeing his reply. When their excitement subsided, they urged her to quickly type her reply. Her hand was shaking terribly as she typed on her iPhone,

Sakura: Uhm, I usually free in the evening.

Sasuke: I'll pick you up at 7 then.

Sakura: Wait! What does this means?

Sasuke: You're still annoying.

Sasuke: I'm taking you out.

Sakura gasped as she read the first text that came in after her reply, "He remembered. That jerk." Her tears of happiness were on the verge of her eyes.

Sakura: Like a date?

Sakura: You did remember, you silly! You keep saying I was annoying those time too.

Sasuke: Call it anything you want.

Sasuke: Of course I do. You were so annoying. You spoke all the time, you put your hand so high up to participate. It was so damn annoying. And your hair is so annoying either!

Sakura: I didn't know you noticed me that much!

Sasuke: You do realized I kind of just typed out my displeasure of you right?

Sakura: You did ask me out on a date.

Sakura: So I just assume you were attracted to that annoying part of me.

Sasuke: Tch

Sasuke: You're so damn annoying

He actually typed out the scoffing sound. Man, he is so cute.

"This was nice." Sakura said when they arrived at her rented apartment. She can feel herself blushed as she looks at the handsome Sasuke Uchiha before her. She do a once over again–she couldn't remember how many time she did. He was wearing a simple dark blue button-up shirt that he neatly folded its long sleeves to his elbow and a pair of black jeans. His hair was in his usual duck-but style as Temari called it.

She focus on his hand which is gripping on the steering wheel lightly, a silver wristwatch she noticed he wears all the time complimenting his simple figure. For all she know, he is the most good looking guy she ever set her eyes on.

"It was." He replied. At the sound if his voice, Sakura look up at him, only to meet the deep black eyes of his.

She couldn't remember when she leans forward, but it was as if Sasuke's Honda Civic suddenly went so small that she has to close the gap between them. And before she even registered what was happening, she was kissing Sasuke Uchiha. If only her lips wasn't attached to that of Sasuke's, she might've screamed her lung out at such ridiculous thought. But its not ridiculous, because she IS currently kissing Sasuke.

The kissing start off in hesitancy, awkwardness and clumsy before they caught each others rhythm and it swiftly morphed into a passionate, aggressive and french. There is definitely tongue there as she grips on Sasuke's hair, tugging it softly. Sasuke makes a satisfy grunt behind his throat before he cups Sakura face as he pulls her already close face to his, kissing and kissing and kissing. Sakura keeps repeating it in her incoherent mind because eh, why not.

When the need of air finally overwhelm them, they pull apart resting their forehead against each other as they breath harshly from the aftermath of their kiss.

Eyes still close, Sakura smiles as she presses her lips on Sasuke's softly before she says, "Do you want to come up to my place?"

Sasuke snorted which confused Sakura. He eyes flew open and search for the onyx of Sasuke's, "What?" She asked.

"We're not sleeping together on our first date." He stated in a duh tone, still looking at Sakura.

To that, Sakura's eyes went wide, as wide as saucers, "N-No. T-thats NOT what I meant. I was asking you to come out for a drink or something. N-NOT for T-THAT." Sakura's hands were flailing in the air as if trying to emphasize her point.

She stopped abruptly when she noticed an amused smirk spread across Sasuke's face, "You're enjoying my awkward moment."

Sasuke shakes his head as he fix his position so his front is fully facing Sakura, "You're just so annoying."

He hold Sakura's chin in between his fingers and pull it closer to him as he captured her lips. When he pulls away, he spoke, "I'll come up on our second date. Or third."

Sakura grins teasingly at him, "Such chivalrous, Sasuke-kun." And then her eyes grew large, "Wait, we're going on second date? NO, did you mention third?"

He scoffed, "Can you stop being annoying." It wasn't even a question.

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ateezmakemeweep · 4 years

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you’re the one that i want (part 4)

word count: 6k

angst, fluff

(part 3) (series masterlist)

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by the fourth day of lessons, you’re convinced of two things: you will never ever be a professional surfer and seonghwa will be completely responsible for your heart short circuiting at some point this summer. because if he grips your bare waist one more time, you will not be able to handle it.

but thats what’s happened each and every time you flop into the water, grounding your feet on the board below you before the smallest wave sends you barreling off. and he��s caught you almost every time, a small smile on his face as he shakes his head at you.

“that was the farthest you’ve gotten,” he says encouragingly, seeing a considerable improvement from the first day you started. it took him almost five hours to teach you how to keep your balance, paddling in on your stomach before standing up on the board.

“that’s not saying much,” you whine, rubbing the salt water from your eyes. you pull back and look down at your tanned arms, remembering how within ten minutes of your first lesson he nearly made you pass out.

“hi!” you exclaimed happily, walking out of your house with a beach bag and water bottle.

you hadn’t been able to sleep last night, excited but also nervous for today. you didn’t really know what to expect but the thought of seeing him again sent your stomach and heart fluttering. you were also still a little embarrassed about giving him that little turtle, wondering just how creeped out and shocked he truly was.

“hey,” he says, nodding his head toward you, “you ready?”

you look up at him and smile, tanned face and slicked back hair already making you bothered. but then you notice him squint his eyes, looking over your slightly burnt face and arms before shaking his head.

“did you put on sunscreen?”

your face drops and the guilty look in your eyes causes him to groan. he drops his board and takes the black bag from his back, zipping it open and pulling out a bottle of sunscreen.

“here.”

and you already know better than to refuse, taking it with a wince and quiet “thank you.”

he watches you rub it over your arms and shoulders, feeling your cheeks warm as his eyes stay on you. “did you put some on?” you ask, in an effort to distract yourself from his piercing gaze.

but he only nods his head, picking his board up and dusting off some sand and dirt as his eyes remain on you. you squirt some more on your hand before giving it to him with a grateful smile, rubbing it in and then wiping the excess on your face.

“thank you,” you tell him. “i always forget to put it on which would explain why i’m a little-”

“missed some,” he hums lowly, his hand slowly reaching out so his thumb can rub in the lotion on your cheek.

he does everything so smoothly and nonchalantly while you inhale sharply, your lips parting and watching him with wide eyes. it was the first indication that his touch was gonna be gentle this week, his hands softer than you expected. his eyes meet yours when he pulls his hand back, raising his eyebrow when he sees your face.

“you good?”

yeah, i’m good, you think, i just have a handsome boy touching my face about to put me in cardiac arrest.

“you’re good,” his deep voice says, hearing the way he’s holding back a chuckle. “you’re getting better.”

you look at the board skeptically and he can’t help but smirk, tapping the black foam encouragingly. “c’mon.”

you huff at his persistence, pouting as you regretfully try again. you practice on and off for the rest of the day, a particularly big wave causing him to tug you up by the arm and hold you steadily so you don’t get thrown underwater.

he holds you tighter as the wave crashes down stronger, his other hand resting on your waist and it’s so large against your body that you’re doing everything in your power to ignore it.

“okay, maybe we’ll try again tomorrow,” he says lowly, removing his hands from you as his words fan against your ear. you wipe the salt water dripping from your face, your eyes boring into his harshly as your body starts to ache from being knocked around all day.

“what’s the use,” you say dejectedly, gathering your hair to squeeze the excess water out, “i’m never gonna be able to do it.”

but then just three days later, seonghwa watches as you stand up on a board and manage to come in on a wave. it was small and fairly unimpressive opposed to what other surfers were doing but you stood balanced and held your position the whole time, seonghwa watching with a small smile as he nods his head approvingly.

“i did it!” you squeal, bouncing over to him in the water with a smile on your face. the sun was beating down behind you, your wet hair cascading down your your sun-kissed skin, luckily no longer burnt thanks to seonghwa’s daily reminders of sunscreen.

“you did,” he says, his voice low but proud and he can’t take his eyes off your happy smile and bouncing figure. “i told you you were gonna get it.”

you smile up at him and clap your hands, turning around to see more doable waves coming in. “can i try again?”

he bites his lip at your eagerness, his deep voice mumbling “go for it,” causing you to smile and run out. he watches as you shakily make your way up on the board, steadying yourself with your hands out before your surprised giggle pierces his ears.

he hadn’t known what to expect this week, still surprised himself that he offered to help you in the first place. he couldn’t even think of why he asked you, just knew that before he could stop himself the words were leaving his mouth and then he was leading you down to the ocean.

he also hadn’t known how much he was gonna like helping you, looking forward to waking up and seeing you every morning; even though it meant hours of helping you and watching you struggle.

he liked your look of determination despite your bits of self-deprecation and negativity, rolling his eyes and insisting you go again. and even though it looked like you wanted to give up, you persevered; he also wasn’t blind to the fact he liked watching you in the ocean, water clinging to your figure and hair as your tanned face smiled up at him.

you didn’t smile a lot, a real happy smile at least, but when you did, it was almost always followed by a blush; because he really couldn’t help but stare at you, thinking it was one of the prettiest things he’d ever seen. but then when he finds himself having these thoughts, he shakes the cringey words out of his head and berates himself.

he doesn’t think he’s really good for anyone but he knows he’s especially not good for someone like you. a girl who’s scared of her own shadow and walks around giving people silly, overpriced figurines and has some obvious trauma attached to her.

he’s only known for a week but usually, that’s all the time he needs to sleep with a girl before deeming her too annoying, too clingy or just “not what he’s looking for right now.”

but there’s something about you, how he can’t resist smirking when he sees you bouncing toward him with an excited smile. “i did it again!” you squealed.

“i saw,” he says with a small smirk, wanting desperately to reach out and move away a piece of your wet hair. but you knock it away from your face before he can, floating in the water as you push the board back to him.

“are you gonna go now?”

“nah,” he says, shaking his head. “i don’t wanna make you feel bad.”

a scoff leaves your mouth as you shake your head, splashing him playfully as you narrow your eyes at him. “mean!”

he smirks as you guys float there for a few minutes, you splashing him occasionally and causing him to do it back. but then a harsh slew of waves proves too daunting and nearly forces you both out of the water.

it even knocks seonghwa down and you guys pop up with a giggle, accepting defeat for the day. you two had already been here for hours, the sun low in the sky and your muscles weak from being slapped around by the water.

you make your way to the bags where you towel is laid out with your clothes and flip flops. you dry yourself off before laying back with a tiny groan, stretching your sore arms above your head; you had severely underestimated just how physically challengingly surfing is.

“dramatic,” you hear a deep voice say above you, popping your head up to narrow your eyes at seonghwa.

“give me a break, i’m a rookie, okay,” you whine, a snort leaving him as he shakes his wet hair with a towel.

the water splashes on your body, looking at him just as he peeks his head up. hair shaggy and wet, his eyebrow quirks up at you when he notices your gaze and it immediately sends your heart into a frenzy. you never know what slight facial change of his is gonna make your hormone-filled, energy-ridden body react.

“you splashed me,” you say, voice small but full of amusement and he can’t help but snort.

“you splashed me, too,” he mumbles, shaking his head purposefully as it flings on you.

“hey!” you squeal, your girlish giggle drowned out by the sound of male voice shouting “traitor!”

seonghwa rolls his eyes upon hearing the familiar boy, reaching out to grab his board and lifting it in time to smack him in the face. jongho’s knocked to the side with an oomph, yunho’s cackle mixed with hongjoong’s concerned yelp bringing a smile to your face.

“dickhead,” yunho says, knocking into seonghwa before looking down at you in surprise. “oh shit, hey y/n.”

“hi,” you say as you crane your neck up, the boy’s happy smile and wavy blue hair still such a shocking contrast to his towering height. yunho looks over at seonghwa and notices his wet hair, eyebrow raised as he looks at his friend suspiciously.

“you already go out?”

you bite the inside of your cheek as you take in seonghwa’s appearance, something about it noticeably more frigid as his eyes move from you to his friend.

“only for a second,” is all he cryptically offers. yunho doesn’t comment on the fact that both of you have wet hair, raising a brow at him before looking down at you. he sees your eyes flash with confusion before they change to their usual twinge of lightness and fear.

“did you guys run into each other?” yunho can’t help but ask nosily, sensing something not quite right in the air. “or were you here together?” you fumble with your clothes and towel nervously, waiting for seonghwa to say something.

because when you grow up in a household like yours, it becomes like second nature to pick up on the subtlest changes in body language or the tone of someone’s voice, just a general feeling in the air. it’s the difference between getting hit or having an uneventful night, getting screamed at while spit flies in your face or having a tense, slightly awkward but peaceful conversation.

and right now, you can tell seonghwa maybe doesn’t want them to know he was with you.

but then jongho barrels over and pokes seonghwa in the stomach, the boy narrowing his eyes at the blonde before smacking him in the head. “fuck off,” he grumbles, yunho reaching around to grab jongho by the shoulder.

“he’s gonna punch you one day.”

“pussy boy would never,” the boy retorts, seonghwa snorting as he remains completely unbothered. you bite your lip to hide your smirk, the banter between the boys something you find all too funny and endearing.

“i know you weren’t the biggest fan of the other one but there’s gonna be another fire tonight, if you wanna come,” yunho says. you smile at the invite and the hopeful look in his eyes, looking over at seonghwa whose eyes are trained on something behind you.

“maybe,” you squeak out. “thank you.”

“no problem,” yunho says, smiling down at you happily before he smacks his red surfboard. “you wanna surf with us? i know you said you don’t know how but we can-”

“nah, water’s crazy today,” seonghwa says, quickly halting yunho from finishing his invite. “wouldn’t be a good day to teach her.” the blue haired boy’s eyes narrow at his friend and you feel your heart sink, the smile on your face falling ever so slightly.

“i’m sure she’d be able to-”

“no, it’s okay,” you’re quick to say, hating the way your voice is so timid and dismissive. “i should be getting back anyway. my aunt’s probably expecting me back for dinner soon.”

“oh, alright. maybe next time,” yunho says, smiling down at you one last time before he takes his board under his arm. “hopefully we see you tonight.” you nod your head at the boy’s, dropping your gaze when seonghwa looks at you and softly saying “bye,” as you start packing your stuff up.

you pack up your stuff and shimmy into your clothes as you watch seonghwa and his friends retreat down to the water, not surprised in the slightest he didn’t want them knowing you two had spent the past week together.

your aunt had fallen asleep after the third episode of your new reality tv show, looking over at her with a soft smile to see her curled up on the couch. she had cooked you dinner and then you sat outside on her back porch, drinking soda out of wine glasses with a plate of cookies next to you.

she always kept the conversations light hearted and easy and that’s something you loved the most about her. she was one of the few people in this world that you didn’t have to force yourself to converse with. pauses and silence in conversation were comfortable with her, it never made you feel uneasy or awkward.

you get up quietly and take the dirty cups and plates to the kitchen, washing and putting them away before cleaning up the kitchen counter and small table table. you don’t feel tired yet, courtesy of the hour and a half nap you’d taken when you got home from the beach, and now you find your feet itching to go to the beach.

even though you know you’ll probably hate being there and wish you’d stayed home, there’s a weird pulling feeling in your chest to go down and try again. you think it’d be better than laying restlessly in your bed, hearing the faint sounds of people’s laughter and music that vibrate off the beach.

you leave a note for your aunt in case she wakes up and leave the house, slowly making your way down the beach as a gentle breeze pushes your hair back. the familiar scene of teenagers around a fire and chatting on chairs comes into view, a speaker atop a cooler blaring loud pop music.

your teeth are in your lip already, eyes nervously floating around looking for anyone you know. the sight of bright red hair relaxes you just a few seconds later, the boy looking up and nodding his head at you. you smile as you wave, hesitantly making your way over.

“hi, hongjoong,” you say sweetly, giggling slightly when he throws back his beer and his face grimaces.

“that’s fucking nasty, i don’t know why i drink this shit,” he says, taking two more beers out of the cooler before facing you. “me and the boys are playing cornhole, come with me.”

you follow him as he asks if you’ve ever played before, shaking your head before you see bean bags soar through the air. it flies past the board and into the sand, jongho and seonghwa snorting as yunho lets out a frustrated groan.

“fuck you guys! this shit is rigged or something.”

“you say that every time. you just fucking suck,” hongjoong yells to the boy. yunho’s eyes narrow at him, so annoyed and upset at his horrific skills he doesn’t even notice you standing next to him.

“you’re on my team, you dick! you should be-” his eyes move to see you looking at them with a smile, trying desperately not to burst out laughing. “y/n! you came!”

you giggle as you nod your head, not sure if the boy’s looking at you or you yourself are more surprised by that fact. you feel seonghwa’s gaze on you but ignore it like the plague, still not sure how to handle his attitude change.

“have you ever played cornhole?”

you shake your head again, jongho a few feet away gasping like you’ve committed a grave sin; they insist that once the round is done, you’ll have to join them in the next game.

“she can take my spot,” seonghwa says, your head snapping up to look at him as he pats jongho’s shoulder.

“what, why?” hongjoong asks, “we’re almost done.”

“i can’t stand this guy anymore,” seonghwa says, nudging jongho with a smirk. his eyes meet yours, the hurt and confusion swirling in them immediately causing him to drop them. “and i gotta go talk to someone.”

you watch as he nods his head toward a group of boys and yunho and hongjoong turn to see, the redhead groaning as the other rolls his eyes; they must not like them.

“we told you not to-”

but seonghwa stalks off toward the group of boys and you release a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. “asshole,” hongjoong grumbles, taking a swig from his drink before turning to you. “ready to learn?”

you were happy to see that your lesson of cornhole was going considerably better than surfing, an excited gasp leaving you the first time your beanbag slid right into the hole.

“fuck yeahhh!” jongho roars - and really roars. it is so loud and ear-piercing because you’re quickly learning he’s quite the sore winner and loser.

he runs over to smack your hand in a high five and you giggle softly, meeting his as hongjoong and yunho’s face turn defeated. “this is beginners luck,” yunho grumbles, his eyes softening when you narrow yours at him. the two boys demand a rematch and jongho agrees before you can say anything, watching them scramble to set up.

you can’t help but scan the beach until you see seonghwa, a cigarette hanging from his mouth as he talks to the three others boys. they look intimidating like him, hard gazes and just an aura of power and dominance that makes you nervous even from afar. the dirty blonde looks even more scary than usual with them, nothing like the boy who was splashing with you in the ocean all week.

“y/n!” jongho says, seonghwa looking over and seeing your gaze on him.

you quirk your lips into a small smile before immediately looking away, catching the bean bag the blonde throws your way. you keep your eyes and attention trained on the game, laughing at how truly terrible yunho is and ignoring the occasional bore of someone’s gaze watching you the entire time.

when you were surrounded by the fire again an hour later, next to yunho and hongjoong, you found yourself getting antsy.

the group of teens is very similar to everyone in town, nice and welcoming but also overwhelming. it’s obvious they’re all close and comfortable with one another, sharing inside jokes and talking about old memories that you can only find yourself politely smiling about.

so, just like last time, you tell yunho you’re gonna check in with your aunt and sneak away from the group. you trace the same path you took to the rocks last weekend, the cold sand between your toes before the rocky surfaces puncture your feet. you make your way up steadily before plopping down, allowing your feet to hang over the edge as you stare out into the ocean.

as the gentle waves slap against one another, you can’t help but think about your week with seonghwa. how you slowly got a little more comfortable with him and saw his hard exterior break down every so slightly; he still seemed guarded and cold but you at least were able to see cracks in his strong demeanor.

but then all of that backtracked the moment his friends came around you guys; even tonight, he had barely talked to you. had barely looked your way and acted as if he didn’t really know you. and you suppose you guys really don’t know each other that way but you thought you were at least...acquaintances.

but then again what did you really expect? for him to proclaim some sort of immediate infatuation with you? proudly tell them he’s taken you under his wing and spending all day, every day with you?

your parents always say how sensitive you are and now you see what they mean, shaking these thoughts from your head as you let out a sigh.

this is why you shouldn’t try to form friendships with people. why you shouldn’t get your hopes up and put your faith in others and-

“hey.”

his voice causes you to jump again, turning around to see his figure looming a few feet behind. he’s standing tall and confident as always, his head cocked the slightest bit; you turn around so you’re able to speak without shaking.

“hi.”

a few moments pass before he walks toward you, every step he takes causing your heartbeat to increase until he sits down next to you and you remind yourself not to hold your breath; because that’s just what you need, bothering him some more by having him save you from plunging off a cliff due to your lack of oxygen.

“how was cornhole?”

a small, breathy chuckle leaves your mouth, looking over at him with a raised eyebrow to see his eyes on the water. “good,” you tell him, “it appears i’m a lot better at it than surfing.”

you watch as a smirk crosses his face before you quickly turn away, your feet swaying back and forth nervously as you try to figure out what his deal is.

is he annoyed that you hang out around his friends? maybe he had enough of you during the week and didn’t want you around when he was with them as well; after all, you’re always in the fucking way and that’s proving to be more and more obvious as you live your life.

but he had seemed so nice. smiling over at you and touching you softly as he kept you from falling. putting sunscreen on you and gently encouraging you to keep trying. what could have happened, did you-

“did i do something wrong?”

you don’t even realize the pathetic words leave you until your hear your voice pierce your ears, squeaky and shaky, like the way it sounds when you respond for attendance and immediately feel embarrassed. you can’t bear to look at him now, cheeks warming as you fixate on one particularly jagged rock in the ocean.

“what?” he asks and you can feel his gaze boring into your face.

but it’s too late to backtrack, unless you spring up and risk slipping on the rocks as you make your escape. but you think that might be worth it, since now embarrassment and shame and humiliation is coursing through you, especially when you begin to talk.

“i...i don’t know, it seemed like you didn’t want your friends to know we were...” you bite your lip and close your eyes, wanting to hide your face in your hands and scream. “that you were teaching me to surf. and then you left the game.”

he listens to your words but doesn’t say anything, just shifts next to you as the sound of the waves and distant chatter of people surround the beach. you think he might just get up and leave you here, which might be better as your anxious mouth opens up again.

“it’s okay if you don’t want them to know. i-i just, i’m sorry if i made you-”

“you didn’t do anything,” his deep voice says, immediately halting your words. he doesn’t like that you’re apologizing for no reason, feeling his stomach knot with shame that he made you feel this way. but it’s not even like he could say he didn’t know, because he knew very well what he was doing.

you relax slightly at his words, knowing deep down you hadn’t done anything but still accepting the blame. the same way you do when your mom yells at you for her knocking over a glass or when your dad slaps you for talking with the wrong tone.

because if you accept the blame and just apologize, maybe people will like you. maybe they’ll stick around and stay.

“i just didn’t want them knowing my business,” he says, turning your neck to look at him. his eyes are on you and they’re soft in the glow of the moonlight, a deep brown that looks like they feel and have seen so much.

your eyebrows pinch together, because they’re his friends? why would he keep things from them? but then he must catch it because he opens his mouth again.

“you see how they are, they’d be annoying. make a big deal out of me helping you or whatever.”

you bite your lip and drop your gaze, toying with the small bits of rock and debris the same way you did last time. you think his words should be making you feel better but they seem to weigh heavy on your heart and you’re not sure why.

“you didn’t have to help me,” you say quietly, subconsciously flinching at the way you talk back and defend yourself. “i didn’t expect you to-”

“i wanted to,” his deep voice says, commanding and powerful and you know his words ring true from the force behind it. you meet his gaze again and his eyes are even more intense, roaming over your face before they soften.

“if i didn’t want to hang out with you, i wouldn’t,” he says. because that’s the reality of the situation. if he didn’t wanna help you surf or buy you food this past week, he wouldn’t have. he wouldn’t have even looked your way or approached you in the first place.

and embarrassingly enough, that statement mixed with the look in his eyes settles you ever so slightly. brings a small, shy smile to your face that causes you to look down at your swinging feet.

“is that why you followed me up here again?”

you can hear his low chuckle and know a smirk is probably across his handsome face, his head shaking as he peaks at your blushing face. “had to make sure you weren’t gonna dive off.”

“that will never happen,” you assure with a humorless chuckle, “so you don’t have to keep doing that.”

“but i want too,” he repeats again, squinting his eyes at you challengingly.

it sends a warm fluttering feeling through you stomach and bite down on your lip as you smile, feeling like a stupid middle schooler talking to her crush. he smirks seeing you smile before he looks back out in the water, watching the gentle waves crash in the empty ocean.

“you know what else i wanna do?”

you hum quietly at his question, looking over so your gazes meet before he abruptly stands up and extends his arm. your eyebrows pull together in confusion and he resists the urge to roll his eyes, wiggling his fingers slightly in a silent demand to take his hand.

you swallow nervously before doing so, meeting his slightly calloused skin as you get up slowly. and like the warmth and way your hands fit together perfectly has now effect on him, he guides you down to the other side of the rock. he tightens his hold when you get to a particularly rocky point, bringing you in front of his body and placing his hand on your waist.

the warmth of his hand seeps through the thin material of your dress, breath quickening and stomach turning as you try to focus on making your way safely to the sand. and once the your feet hit the soft, cold surface his hand falls and you find yourself able to breathe again.

“what are we doi-”

his hand raises and grabs the back of his shirt, pulling the black material over his head with ease. you can’t help the way your eyes widen, the chain around his neck the only thing hitting his exposed chest. and stupidly enough, you throw your hands over your face with a squeal.

“what are you doing!”

his deep chuckle brings goosebumps to your skin but you still keep yourself hidden, because if you don’t you’ll just stare like a complete fucking creep.

“what is wrong with you? you saw me like this all week.”

you peak through your fingers to see him smiling at you, his perfect row of white teeth shining in the dark. how is that even possible? as if he wasn’t blessed enough with a sharp jawline and perfect facial features, he has the most beautiful, sparkling mouth full of teeth you’ve ever seen. they can’t be real, he can’t be real.

“you just did it so fast! it was unexpected!” you squeak, cautiously removing your hands from your face. “and you wanna swim now? it’s kind of cold.”

“that’s night swimming, city girl,” he says teasingly. “usually skinny dipping but something tells me your heart would fail if i suggested that.”

your eyes widen and cheeks flame as he looks over your figure, hands folded into one another and even with just the moonlight and light-posts behind you guys, he’s able to see he’s correct.

“i...i’ve gone skinny dipping before.”

his eyebrow raises as he looks at you, taking a step forward and causing you to swallow nervously. “really?”

“yeah,” you lie easily, surprised you didn’t stutter but not surprised by how hot you feel.

his lips quirk to the side as he brings his hand to your shoulder, running his finger slowly over your warm skin as you take in a sharp inhale. he smiles upon hearing it, stepping another foot closer as fiddles with the strap of your dress.

“with who?”

his voice is deep and low in your ear, tracing up over your collarbone like he’s trying to memorize each and every part of your skin. his touch is soft but also teasing, the way his fingers trace over the bone and tickle at your neck before he starts toying with the strap again.

you can only try to control your breathing as you look up at him, his dark eyes unwavering as they look at you. you’re faintly aware of him moving the strap down your shoulder, circling your skin as he cocks his head to the side.

you breathe shakily, trying to get the words out but feeling like you’re stuck. stuck under his gaze and the way his finger is trailing up and down your skin, the strap hanging off your shoulder and warming you in a very unfamiliar way.

“my-my friend.”

you don’t mean to whisper the lie but that’s what happens, the smirk on his face never falling. he knows exactly what he’s doing and you have no idea what you’re doing and it makes you feel all the more vulnerable and exposed. but you also can’t pull yourself away, you like feeling caught in his trap.

he raises his eyebrow at you one more time, taking the strap between his fingers and pulling it back on your shoulder. his skin feels hot against yours and it feels as if sparks are shooting through you until he drops his hand to his side.

“you’re a bad liar.”

your head snaps up and he smiles big at you again, your mouth opening and closing as you try to find anything to say to him. “i wasn’t-” but he only puts a finger to your lips, your words immediately dying in your throat.

“don’t lie to me.”

you swallow nervously at his deep tone and eyes, your lips parting and his tongue flicking out to lick his own as you do so. you’re finally able to nod after a few seconds, watching him looking over you approvingly before taking a few steps back.

“you gonna come?”

your eyes widen again, wider than before because you can feel how big they are, and a loud deep chuckle bubbles out of him, probably the loudest, truest laugh you’ve heard from him since you met.

“swimming. are you gonna come swimming?”

your cheeks burn and you immediately shake your head to dull your embarrassment. “i don’t have a bathing suit.”

he raises a brow before bending down and giving you his black shirt on the floor.

you look down at it dumbly before up at him, the boy only shrugging before silently making his way to the water. you watch him before looking down again at the shirt in your hands, feeling the soft black material and biting at your lip before pulling your dress over your head.

you can’t be scared forever.

you go home that night with a smile on your face, you and seonghwa looking at one another before you softly wish him a goodnight and rush into your room. you throw your body down on your bed, staring up at the ceiling as memories of the night play over in your head.

frolicking in the ocean with seonghwa, giggling when you splashed him by accident and then yelping when he grabbed you around the waist and threw you down. cupping salt water in your hands and dumping it over his head in retaliation, your soft giggle with his deep chuckle echoing through the beach.

and even when you got out absolutely freezing, teeth chattering and fingers and toes numb, you couldn't wipe the smile off your face as your arms bumped and hands grazed on the walk home.

you can feel that this is only gonna end up hurting, knowing you shouldn't trust a boy that looks like him and acts the way he does, but you also just can't find it in yourself to care.

because you're already hurting, you've been hurting since you could grasp what feelings and emotions were. so why not go through it because of him now?

(part 5)

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A/n: HI HEY I WROTE FOR THE INTRUALITY BFFS AU I HOPE YOU ENJOY! Uh basically just a few things from across the au, its probs confusing so ask me questions :DD and ill answer. But ye! Let me know if you want more okay BYE IM SORRY ITS BAD ENJOY

Words: 1860

Warnings: Swearing, kissing, therapy mention

Pairings: Logicality, Demus, possible prinxiety

Summary: Just some moments from across the Intruality bffs au!

“Elevate a little higher!” Remus sings, Patton chuckles but nudges him to quiet as weird looks glance their way. Apologizing with his eyes he continues working away, Remus whispers next to him, bobbing his head to the music. “Throw a party in the-”

“Could you not?” A voice from across the room begs, a smirk hidden by a bite from Remus. Pattons blush quickly appears as he pops his head out from behind his friend. “Oh! Patton” Logan notices, both sharing a rosy tint to their cheeks.

“Just get married” Remus mumbles, pretending to focus on his math. Patton coughs, turning back to his computer, Logan scratches the back of his neck, patting away the sweat with his handkerchief. Roman bites back his own laugh but says nothing. “Play ‘Frozen two’, I wanna listen!” Remus pleads, a sweet affection as his eyes push forward.

“Its your phone and airpods?” Patton hands him the device, a giddy shuffle as Remus starts the playlist. Both instantly feel more triumphant as they continue their work. “Show yourself!” They sing together, fits of laughter as they dance. Logan once more goes to shush the pair but finds himself endeared with the boy. They had come to expect these antics, when all six had been put into the same study hall they knew chaos would ensue. Dee looked on, watching Remus butcher every last note as his own music blasted in his ears.

“Hey, broadway!” Virgil lashes, Remus turns, an innocent perk to his ears. “Maybe shut up so Dee and I can focus?” He spits, Remus obliges but only after he sticks out his tongue. Winking slyly at Dee, the more quiet. “God, hes worse than his brother” Virgil mutters, erasing roughly at the problem he had failed to do.

“Its fun V” Dee admits, his own foot matching the rhythm of his music. “Plus lets be honest, its Friday, no one is actually working” He continues his silly doodles across his homework, knowing he can finish it in two minutes. Virgil huffs but keeps quiet, the distraction too much.

“Be right back” Patton whispers, taking his laptop towards where Logan and Roman sit discussing their psychology classwork. “Can i?” He wonders, Logan hiding his excitement nods. “I had a quick question about our recipe?” Patton sits, Logan listens. “I was wondering if you wanted to tak-” He pauses as the music in his ear shifts.

‘I just had sex!’ Rings out loud, Patton's eyes grow wide quickly turning to Remus. His idle face as he conceals his giggles looking at his work. Logan tilts his head but Patton simply removes the device, recovering from his fright.

“Your question?” Logan repeats, Roman mimics his brother with his own dancing.

“I was thinking we could maybe take it a step further?” Patton proposes, knowing how anxious Logan was about his culinary abilities. “A pastry tree, we start with bigger ones on the bottom and slowly work our way up! So we can experiment and give the judges different options” He finishes, the sweetest of smiles. Logan wants to argue, find a problem but his plan worked and worked well for their grades.

“We can try” He decides, a quick grin and Patton leaves once more. Silent punishment to Remus when he returns to his seat. The class continues and ends fast, they all part to lunch, gathering in their separate areas.

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“You good lego?” Roman asks as he unpacks their chairs from the locker, Logan snaps back from his distant stares into the bleak plaster. He nods taking his seat, his eyes setting upon a very hyper Remus and Patton as they prepare for their meal. “Hey Virge” Roman greets, Virgil and Dee join them, a quadrant of four chairs forms. As usual…

“What's up with nerd central?” Virgil asks, snapping in front Logans face. He shakes his head returning once more. Virgil follows his gaze however, biting back a knowing smile, Patton already sunk into his book as Remus lays his feet across the boys lap. “Ya know, I heard that they were dating” He puts out, Logan snaps his eyes, fear ridden.

“Hah! Please, Remus and Pat?” Roman laughs, sitting down with a shake. “Thats hilarious, Remus and Patton are best friends and anyway Remus has a huge crush on Dee” He adds, munching into his sandwich. Dee rolls his eyes, a soft kick to Romans knee.

“I know, just wanted to see what glasses over here would say” Virgil teases

“I assure you, I could care less about Pattons romantic status” Logan adjusts his glasses, sitting neatly eating his food. Virgil and Dee share a glance but leave it be. “We should invite them to sit with us, they are our friends” He offers, no qualms could be made. They did consider the pair friends...so what was the problem?

“Sup losers” Ethan kicks his chair into the circle, forcing his way between Roman and Dee.

Ah right…

Ethan

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“Easy Remus!” Patton urges watching his friend balance atop the table trying to hang the valentines decorations. The door opens, Logan accompanied by Roman, Dee and Virgil strut in. “Remus get down” Patton asks, Roman chuckles, a sweet squeeze to Patton as the group passes them. “Tell your brother hes being an unsafe”

“Just say idiot” Roman corrects, Pattons expression changes as does Remus’s. He removes himself from the table, returning to his spot behind the desk in the library. Roman sighs, dragged away by Virgil. Patton sits next to his friend, softly kicking his friends chair.

“You're not an idiot” He assures, Remus nods, burying his head in his arms. “Ro’s your brother, its his job to make fun of you” Patton comments, Remus huffs wishing the insults wouldn't go so far. “Come on rum-rum” He hums, Remus giggles, frustrated with his resilience. “Come help me please and then we can go home, watch a movie, make snacks, build a fort” He says, laying his arms and head on Remus’s back. The idea sounds wonderful, but hes not sure hes up to it...just yet. “Oh and dont forget we have therapy today” Patton reminds, Remus groans. He knows its helpful and he gets to do it with his best friend but the idea terrifies him. “I know you dont want to...but its going to help” Patton encourages

“Fine, on one condition” Remus decides, annoyed with his friends walking eggshells around each other. Patton faces him, furrowing his brows in question. “You have to go up to Logan right now, kiss him and then ask him to be your valentine” Remus dares, Patton squeaks almost knocking over the books behind him.

“What!” Patton exclaims “You cant be serious! Youre not actually leveraging therapy over my valentines right now”

“Do it or you'll be flying solo” Remus leans forward, Pattons breath seizes as he swallows looking towards the said target. “Hmm” He sighs, wistfully looking away. Patton shuts his eyes tight but snaps.

“Fine” He barely whispers, Remus cheers pinning delighted in his chair.

“Have fun!” Remus grins watching Patton walk away, so much hesitance to him. Patton wrings his hands as he approaches the group, Logan spots him a formal smile to the boy. He stands to meet Patton halfway, Patton takes a deep breath.

“Pat-” No time, he takes Logans tie, only tugging softly as he pulls the boy into a kiss. The absolute silence that falls over the room save for Remus’s disbelief, is frozen. Pattons heart pounds until suddenly Logans melting right into the kiss.

And its perfect, its absolutely everything Patton had dreamed of

He pulls away in a frantic panic, forgetting what he was doing. Logan clears his throat, dusting himself off. Neither dared to move or speak, they simply stared in delighted confusion.

“Will you be my valentines?” Patton remembers the deal, Remus pounds hard on the desk through his exasperated laughter. “Im so sorry” He rushes, ready to turn away in his shame, feeling a soft hand take his. “Im sorry im not thinking straight” Pattons fear drips out of him, feeling the world grow silent with the simple pound of his breath.

“Ever! He's not straight!” Remus calls out, shushed by Dee.

“I would love to be your valentine” Logan replies, a soft tone just for them. Roman and Dee erupt into cheers, Virgil nods satisfied as Remus waste no time running into his friend. Embracing the petrified boy, Patton still believes he's dreaming as Remus hugs him. “And you don't have to make a deal, I would have done it regardless” Logan adds, Remus falls to the floor much to happy.

“You told him!” Patton cries, Remus can barely nod.

“He just texted me” Logan shows, Patton's face surely matched that of a tomato. “I'm glad however, it was taking too long” Logans coy expression only set Patton's heart a flutter.

“Motherfucker!” Remus stands, taking Patton from behind, the teens feeling safe in one anothers hold.

“Yes good point” Patton murmurs, Logan chuckles. One more quick peck to Pattons cheek before he returns to his friends. “I'm gonna faint”

“Do it coward, you wont” Remus dares, still nuzzling into Patton's shoulder. Patton locks eyes with Dee, tuning out the silly teases from Remus.

“Dee would you like to be Remus’s valentine?” Patton inquires, Remus falls silent. “Sucks to suck” He jokes, patting Remus as he returns to his position. Dee stands, ignoring the eyes that now watch him. Remus stutters failing to connect a coherent sentence. A hushed conversation and the pair meet in the hallway. Returning moments later, now words spoken but their interlaced fingers said enough.

Suffice to say, Patton and Remus had a very good first session.

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“One cold brew for you” Remus presents as Patton approaches the locker, Logan accompanying him in the early morning. He takes it, the most grateful look upon his face, Logan yawns. “Goodest of the morns Logan” Remus smiles, Logan nods through his exhaustion

“Coffee starlight?” Patton offers, Logan moans in happiness taking the caffeinated drink. Remus laughs sitting comfortably in his chair, kicking Patton in a rhythm. The boy doesnt mind, hes used to the fidgets and it didnt hurt.

“Pickles did you do the homework?” Remus questions scrolling through his computer, Patton sets up his chair, taking his coffee from Logan. He gestures towards his own locker, Patton nods a quick kiss goodbye.

“Gonna have to be specific” Patton says, allowing Remus to lay his feet across him. Remus shows his computer screen, Patton checks the work and nods. “You got it” He assures, Remus fist pumps, shutting it happily. “Wheres Dee?” Patton wonders, going over his schedule for the day.

“He had an early test so I dropped him off, but we’re having dinner later for valentines” He smiles, Patton smirks. “Happy one year by the way” Remus celebrates

“You too” They cheer their drinks, falling casually into their conversation. The pair joke and laugh through excitement for the day, cheer and the musical. Everything felt right...for now. I mean it was senior year who knows what might happen.

At Least this, was solid and consistent.

Them

Their friendship

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karasuno-writings · 4 years

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HELLO I would like to request number 25 from the winter prompts with Kuroo, if you feel inspired by it!! Ahh tysm ❤️

Hi!! So @haikyuudreaming requested this!! And my clumsy self accidentally got mixed up with the buttons so the original ask got lost! However I have the request and the ask here!

Thank you so so much for the request it was lovely to write and I hope it is good and that you like it! Thank you for the support and again for requesting!! So I hope you enjoy!

“i love snow days because it means that you trek across town to hang out with me and watch movies on the couch except this time you demand to know who i’m crushing on and i don’t know how to say you”

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When Kuroo woke up, a chilly sensation washed over him; groggily lifting the covers up he rubbed his eyes and turned to look out his window. The sight of the landscape managed to finally pull him out of bed, a smirk growing on his face as he looked at the snow coated street. A blizzard had hit last night, which meant that school would be cancelled and that he had the opportunity to spend time with Y/N at their house.

Kuroo wrapped a scarf around his neck, the trek to Y/N’s house was not short, however there was no other way of getting there and he did not mind the walk if it meant getting to see them. Kuroo carefully skipped across the snowed over paths deep in thought as lit up homes were left behind; Y/N and him had been friends for about three years now and they had just open up a spot in his heart, their dorky smile, how they made him laugh and heard him for hours on end when a topic was really interesting to him and how their eyes lit up...Kuroo shook the thoughts off his head Kenma would be ashamed if he saw him lose his composure like that.

Soon enough he arrived outside their home, the festive lights were on and he could see their silhouette skipping across the living room, this place had become incredibly familiar to him.

“Open up Y/N-chan, would you be so cruel as to let me freeze out here?” Kuroo knocked on her door, knowing that they would be expecting him, after all spending snowed-in days together had become a tradition.

“Password” Y/N chuckled looking through the window at their frost-covered friend, who stuck his tongue out as response.

“Kurooisthebest?” He said with a sly smirk as Y/N opened the door, chuckling and shaking their head at the joke. “That almost made me leave you outside!”, they said as they closed the door behind them.

“You would never” He wrapped his arms around them as a greeting and as they returned the hug they spoke muffled by his scarf “You are right, I wouldn’t”. With that the two of them walked into the living room, Kuroo plopped down on the couch, taking his coat off as the warmth of the house proved to be enough. Y/N added one more log to the lit chimney when they saw Tetsurou on their side of the couch, crossing their arms they walked over to where he lay.

“Kuroo that’s MY place, get off!” They shoved him playfully, trying to get him to move. “Sorry Y/N I see your name nowhere in here” He chuckled at their clear annoyance, clearly he was not moving. With an annoyed huff they plopped themselves almost on top of him, in their last attempt to reclaim their spot. Kuroo moved the slightest “They really didn’t taught you to share did they?” They chuckled and rest their head on his shoulder, taking advantage of the position they had ended up on.

The movie was on, it was a beautiful animated christmas movie that had just been added to their watchlist. Y/N’s head was on Kuroo’s lap as he absentmindedly run his hands on their hair. He could not fully concentrate on the movie, he was rather disperse as of the moment, his eyes shifting from the screen to them and their proximity. He enjoyed this moments in which nothing else mattered to him “Look!” They exclaimed when the character did something unexpected, glee on their eyes and smile, he liked that they shared this moments with him.

Y/N hummed as they sat back again, the movie had just ended but the only the dim fireplace lit up the room. “Nice hairdo Y/N, please do tell me where you get it done”, Kuroo said innocently, considering he had been the one guilty of their current hair situation.

“Look who’s talking!” They retorted with a smile. “Let’s make some hot chocolate and watch something else!”, with that they disappeared into the kitchen, ready to turn on the stovetop. Kuroo walked in behind them rubbing his eyes in an attempt to adjust to the bright lights, turning to look at Y/N who was pouring milk to boil in the pot.

“Great, now we wait till it’s hot enough to pour the chocolate” They turned around and leaned on the counter, looking at Kuroo who was now sticking marshmallows on his mouth, holding out some for them to take. Y/N grabbed one and plopped it on their mouths, lifting their hand up to thank him.

“So...Kenma has told me there is someone on your mind lately” Y/N’s eyes were expectant, what he could not see was the spark of hope that hid behind them. Kuroo almost choked on the marshmallow currently on his mouth, coughing. Kuroo had made a mental not to kill his clever friend, which clearly had intentions of making him confess. “Well he must have been confused, only volleyball and school on my mind lately!”, Kuroo was usually a great liar and had no problem in holding a poker face, but when it came to Y/N it was a whole other story, he could not deny something so real, still he did not want to have to confess.

“Is that so? Because Kenma is usually right ya know? So who is your crush Tetsurou, spill the beans!” They squint their eyes at the black-haired boy, clearly not buying it. They added the chocolate and handed him his cup, throwing an skeptical look as they did so.

“Yep” Crap, Y/N was not falling for it and Kuroo had no idea how to tell them, he grabbed the cup and held it close to him. He was at loss, not expecting to be confronted by them right at these moment. Kuroo looked out the window, the snow had been falling beautifully ever since he woke up; he took a sip of his chocolate to make the long pause less evident. He cleared his throat;

“Well you see...it’s someone pretty close to me” He started, knowing that what he said right at this moment he would not be able to take back, “They are pretty funny, and maybe they don’t look like it but also very smart” He carried on “They put up with my silly jokes, and speaking with them is always so...natural...so yeah, thats them”, he looked at the steam coming off his cup in an attempt to avert their eyes. Y/N’s heart shrank, had they never heard of this person? They lifted the mug up to their lips, trying to hide the possible quivering.

“Oh” Was all they managed to say. Kuroo stared back at them expectantly, of course they could not be so thick...right? Then he saw the heartbreak on their stare, and maybe that’s what finally made him speak up.

“They are apparently very oblivious too” He said with a smirk, leaving the mug on the counter as he held his hands around their own. “It’s you”

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tangerineflowers · 5 years

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i saw her standing (dancing) there.

(brian may x reader)

warning: alcohol consumption, passing out, cuddling, cuteness, fluff

send in requests pls, also comment if you enjoyed maybe even reblog if you're feeling frisky

you stood, well danced, towards the front as this fairly unknown band echoed in your ears. as the night went on and songs got heavier she peeled her eyes away from the men on stage and focused on just dancing to the music. little did you know the band had taken notice to you and your eccentric 'dance like nobodies watching' movements. the song you'd gotten lost in came to an end and you opened your eyes looking at the stage to find the guitarist staring at you. you blushed immediately and he looked away glancing at the frontman who gave him a wink as the drummer announced the next song and the crowd errupted in cheers.

soon enough the show came to an end and you cheered excitedly and rushed over to the bar to get a drink dehydrated from all your dancing.

backstage freddie huddled up the band.

"you all saw that girl dancing in the front right." brian asked nervously playing with his guitar strap.

"yeah what about her?" roger asked lighting his cigarette.

"well i rea-." brian took a deep breath.

"can you be my wingman?" he turned to freddie and roger and deaky walked off laughing at brian's shy antics.

"of course darling now let's go find her." he smiled ruffling his long hair and confidently walking out to the floor of the pub scanning the crowd.

you sat at the bar with your drink swirling your straw around catching your breath making small talk with a man who approached you.

freddie spotted you at the bar and smiled.

"there she is bri." he pointed and brian nodded.

"can you chat her up for a second? i have no idea how to start talking to her.." he groaned crossing his arms.

"i have the perfect plan." freddie smirked and began pushing through the crowd excitedly he saw you talking with a below average bloke and came up behind you tapping your shoulder. you perk up and turn around letting out a small gasp.

"oh hello! great show!" you smiled before taking a sip of your drink ditching the man who was now behind you.

"thank you dear, you certainly seemed like you enjoyed it by the way you were dancing." he joked softly and you flushed.

"i'm freddie, what's your name darling?" he asked.

"y/n" you said flashing him a smile you glanced behind him to see the curly haired guitarist head quickly snap in another direction.

"well y/n." freddie stepped out of the way revealing brian.

"this is brian, our magic fingered guitarist." freddie raised his eyebrows giving you a wink as brian flushed at the comment. he extended his hand towards you.

"hi." he smiled and you shook his hand smiling back at him.

"you're an amazing guitar player." you complimented slowly letting go of his hand he stepped alittle closer to you.

"you're a great dancer." he complimented you back and you laughed softly.

"i try to have fun." you paused before looking out on the dance floor of the pub.

"do you want to dance with me?" you asked setting your now empty drink down.

"oh i-uh- sure! but i dont really dance well." he laughed nervously and you stood up from the bar stool taking his hands.

"thats silly! dancing is just fun moving." you smile pulling him into the crowd on the dance floor and dont let go of his hands. you both danced terribly until you began to feel yourself getting tired you leaned up to his ear.

"can we sit?" you asked and he nodded quickly leading you over to a booth where roger and deaky were already sat talking.

"rog, deaky, this is y/n." brian introduced you as you both sat down. you didnt let go of his hand as you sat until rog extended his for a shake.

"you're the girl who was dancing in the front row!" roger laughed and you rolled your eyes. deaky smiled extending his hand as well.

"you seemed like you really enjoyed our music." you nodded quickly and leaned slightly into brian.

"probably my favorite show i've ever been to!" you smiled and brian looked down at you noticing the genuine light behind your eyes as you spoke about the music.

"the bass lines and the drum beats were like nothing i've heard before you both meld so well together!" you paused and turned to brian.

"and your guitar playing was amazing plus freddies vocals he sounds like an angel!" you giggled and looked at brian who was just smiling listening to you.

"well bri we're going to head out for the night." deaky smirked raising his eyebrows at him.

"dont do anything i wouldnt do." roger winked and they slipped out of the booth leaving the both of you alone. brian took a sharp breath and looked back at you to see you yawning.

"it's getting late huh.." he trailed rubbing the back of his neck and you nodded. you usually werent a sleepy drunk but this booth was so warm and almost quiet that you felt like you were being lulled to sleep.

brian brought his arm up and wrapped it around your shoulders bringing you closer to him you smiled and wrapped your arms around his torso pressing your cheek to his chest. he felt his heart rate rise as you became so much closer to him and he willed himself to relax into you. you slowly fell asleep in his arms and he just sat there with you until freddie quietly slipped into the booth.

"success?" he laughed gesturing to your sleeping form draped over him. brian nodded giving him a small thumbs up. he looked at you while you slept admiring how your eyelashes rested on your cheeks and your hair framed your face. he tucked it behind your ear and pressed a kiss on your forward.

"if i didnt know any better it would look like she was your long time girlfriend or something." freddie joked beginning to stand up. brian just nodded not removing his eyes from you.

"should i take her home? i dont know where she lives." brian asked softly. freddie laughed gently.

"sure but dont scare her, she's gonna be freaked out when she wakes up in the morning." freddie giggled walking away. brian nodded and smiled down at you. he reached his arm around you and picked you up bridal style. in your sleep you snaked your arms around his neck and nuzzled your face into his chest. he carried you out to his van full of equipment and set you in the passenger seat you whined softly at the lack of warmth from brian's body.

he climbed into the front seat and drove home as smoothly as possible to not wake you. he parked and got out picking you up once more and taking you up the stairs to his shared apartment with roger. brian opened the door looking around. no sign of roger being home yet. brian let out a sigh of relief and took you to his bedroom. he layed you down in his bed and took your heels off. he tucked the covers in around you and before he could pull away you lifted your arms and pulled him down ontop of you.

"stay and cuddle." you mumble and run your hands through his hair. he blushed and kicks his shoes off eagerly climbing into bed with you. he stays still as you decide the position hugging close to him your head buried into his chest you continued playing with his hair until you fell asleep. he stayed away running his fingers up and down your arm taking shallow breaths he smiled dopily. he finally passed out.

the morning sun pushed itself through the curtains and straight into your eyes as you slowly woke up confused you immediately shot up hitting your head on the headboard you groaned and fell back down your head hitting brians chest you squeaked and he quickly woke up.

"shit!" you said quickly and covered your eyes with your hands.

"i'm so sorry i just- how'd i get here? did we?" you asked confused and brian quickly cut you off.

"you fell asleep on me last night, we didn't.. do anything." he reassured sitting up and getting a good look at you as you pulled your hands away from your face he smiled.

"you're really pretty." he laughed and your face flushed.

"thanks." you tucked your hair behind your ears and stared at him.

"you're really handsome." you smiled at him before getting up out of his bed. he did the same beaming a brighter more confident smile.

"i'll make us some breakfast." he said leaving the room quickly rushing to the kitchen you followed after him rearranging your dress so it was back in its normal place. you walked in the kitchen to find brian cutting up an apple as the kettle began heating up. you looked around his apartment before sitting down at his small breakfast bar watching him. this whole scene was so domestic you let out a soft sigh and brian turned around.

"you alright?" he asked pushing a plateful of cut apples infront of you.

"yeah thank you." you smiled at him and he poured you both some tea. he walked over sitting next to you.

"sleep well?" you asked lightheartedly expecting a no.

"yeah, best in months actually." he smiled at you and you blushed looking down at your plate.

"that's nice to hear." you giggle and he reaches over grabbing an apple off the plate infront of you.

"would you like to go on a date with me sometime?" he asks softly and you perk up nodding quickly.

"i'd love that!" you say nodding and his canines peak out in a bright smile which makes you smile back at him. you look around the counter and grab a pen and napkin writing your name and number on it.

"here's my number." you smile handing him the napkin and he stands up walking over to his fridge putting it up on the door. you glance over at the clock and sigh.

"i have to head to work soon." you frown resting your chin in your hand. he also frowned.

"do you want me to give you a ride home?" he asked turning back towards you and flashing a hopeful smile. you immediately nod.

"i'd love that." you smiled and leave the room going back to his bedroom you grab your shoes and walk back out to find him grabbing his keys and slipping his clogs on.

"ready?" he asked and you nodded following him out the door. he opened your car door for you and climbed in the drivers seat. he turned on the radio and the beatles 'i saw her standing there' played through the radio and he tapped his fingers on the wheel to the claps you tapped your foot both of you mouthing along to the words until you both were softly singing along with the song. you smiled at him and he smiled back you. you cut in during the song giving him directions until you finally arrived and he stopped the car.

"thank you for the ride." you smiled at him.

"it was no problem." he laughed gently still tapping to the beat.

"i'll be waiting for your call." you smile leaning over and kissing his cheek before jumping out of the van and rushing up to your apartment. his cheek went red hot and he stared down at the steering wheel gathering himself before he quickly drove to freddie's apartment for pointers on what to do next.

i had a lot of fun writing this so i hope y'all enjoy it, i'm gonna try and write every day this summer but i'll probably miss a few days here and there, it would mean the world to me if y'all could reblog i'd love to start writing people's requests if you have any

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g7turnup · 5 years

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Can n I get a request where playfully banter / teasing or a cheating prank turns into a smut with jinyoung (no daddy kink of degrading please)

Of course! Thanks for the request! I was really excited to see it! I hopped on this right away! Sorry I took a few days...but I hope this is somewhat what you had in mind. Please enjoy! :)

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Kiss and Make Up

Jinyoung X Reader

Summary: you come home from a long day of work, only to walk in on your boyfriend calling someone babe on the other end of the phone. Filled with rage and frustration you confront him...

Genre: smut, fluff, romance

Rated: 18+ for sexual talk, and language

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"No babe I can't today. Y/N is going to be home soon..." You stood at the door of your boyfriend Jinyoung's room. You had a long day at work and wanted nothing more than to come home and cuddle up to him. You stood in absolute shock as you heard the words coming out of his mouth. His back was to you as he spoke on the phone. "No of course not babe! I..." You stepped back holding your breath. Jinyoung felt your presence and finally turned to face you; a look of alarm being on his face as he put his phone away. "Y/N you're home earlier than I anticipated." You felt your chest become tight as you tried to speak.

"Jinyoung...who was that on the phone?" A smile grew across his face.

"Just work why?" You clenched your fist.

"You call people at work babe now? Do you really think I'm that fucking dumb?"

"Well babe...I guess this works out." He stepped closer to you.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I've been meaning to tell you: I've met someone."

"Oh, and you waited till I caught you on the phone with her to tell me? Jinyoung you are such a jerk! I thought of coming home to be with you all fucking day! What, while you were busy talking to somebody else? Are you kidding me? I'm in fucking love with you; this is what that gets me? If it wasnt obvious already, we're done!" You felt your voice began to crack as tears started to roll down your cheeks. "I...I'm moving out. I'll go stay with my parents tonight..." You began to walk away when Jinyoung grabbed your hand stopping you.

"No babe listen to me!" You jerked away

"Don't touch me!"

"Y/N please, it was a joke! I'm sorry!" You began hitting his chest with your fists

"Liar!" Jinyoung grabbed your wrists pinning you against the wall as you sobbed

"Stop hitting me! It was a joke Y/N! Please stop crying.. I'm so sorry!"

"Stop lying to me!" You sobbed out.

"Y/N here..." He pulled his phone out of his pocket. Quickly pulling up his call records to show you. "See, my last phone call was to you...yesterday...I promise you it was a joke. I'm sorry. I didn't think it would make you this upset." His voice grew soft as he caressed your face. You quickly wrapped your arms around his waist. Engraving your face into his chest, you began to sob your eyes out.

"I fucking hate you...why would you do that to me? I thought it was over. I didn't want us to be over...I love you too much." You cried out. Jinyoung held you tightly, rubbing your back softly to comfort you.

"I'm sorry... When you said you thought of coming home to me all day: I felt my heart rip out of my chest. I wanted immediately to go back in time and take it back. I'm sorry... I'm such a jerk." He held you close till your tears slowed. Then pulled your head out of his chest: so he could see your face. A soft smile erroded from his lips seeing your red eyes and puffy face. "I'm sorry..." He ran his thumbs across your cheeks wiping any left over tears. You looked at him defeated with your lips pouted. "You're still beautiful even when you've been crying. You know that?" You groaned.

"Now you're just sucking up..!" Jinyoung smiled pulling your waist closer to his planting his soft warm lips on yours. "Mm! Jin..young!" He pulled away looking deep into your eyes.

"Can I make it up to you babe?" You watched his eyes slowly become dark and sighed.

"Jinyoung, really? No you can't! I'm hardly in the mood." You pushed him away but he pulled you even closer, his hands finding there way to your ass as he moved his lips to your neck.

"Pretty please?" He whispered as he kissed your neck softly before opening his mouth wider and sucking on the nape of your neck. A soft moan escaped your lips as you titled your head back

"Thats...hardly fair: going for my weak spot like that!" You said, your eyes slowing rolling to the back of your head. The pleasure from his lips crawling through your body. He slowly grabbed your chin pulling your lips to his; his tongue licking your bottom lip. Slowly the kisses became deeper and deeper.

"Can I make it up to you?" He said abruptly pulling his lips away from yours. You slowly nodded giving in to him. With that, Jinyoung picked you up princess style and softly laid you on his bed as his lips began to trail along your collar bone. "Y/N."

"Hm?" He hovered over you staring into your eyes.

"I love you." You smiled running your fingers through his hair.

"I love you too...so much" he smiled pressing his lips back to yours as his fingers unzipped your jeans. You untucked his button up shirt and began unbuttoning it revealing his defined abs. Jinyoung slowly sat you up lifting your shirt off of you before pressing you back down onto the bed. He slowly kissed down your stomach as he slid off your jeans and underware leaving you in just your bra.

Jinyoung slowly massaged your folds with his fingers causing you to groan underneath him. He giggled as he sucked your juices off his fingers.

"You taste so good babe. I want more." He said as his mouth found its way to your vagina; his tongue licking through your folds slowly before he entered his tongue inside you.

"Ah!" You threw your head back clentching the sheets underneath you, as his wet muscle was wiggling around inside you. Jinyoung began massaging your clit with his thumb. Continuing to thrust his tongue inside your hole. "F..fuck Jinyoung!" His big dark eyes looked up at you, enjoying your expressions of pleasure. He quickly sped up his pace, making your orgasm come faster. Your walls started to clench around his tongue. "Ah I'm about to...!" You moaned loadly as you reached your high. You felt your body shaking with pleasure as Jinyoung pulled his tongue out of you, licking you clean. His face shiny as he licked his lips.

"Mmm, taste baby girl." He said bringing his lips up to yours; wiggling your tongues together so you could taste yourself on him. You moaned as he playfully bit your lip and pulled away. He began kissing your neck once more, as he slowly layed you back down lowering himself on top of you. He nibbled on your neck as he grinded his hard on, on your thigh. You giggled and lifted your leg slightly to pleasure him more. He began quietly moaning under his breath as he sucked on your skin, immediately making you crave him more.

"Jinyoung..."

"Y..yes baby?" He softly moaned out.

"I want you..." He immediately stopped what he was doing and looked at you.

"Are you sure? I'm supposed to be pleasing you, not the other way around." You giggled at his words and held his face in your hands.

"You can 'please' me by pleasing both of us cutie." Your words caused him to blush. No one had ever called him things like 'cutie' before, untill you. He'd be lying to himself if he said he didn't love it. Jinyoung kissed your lips deeply once more before sliding off his pants and boxers. He towered himself over you positioning himself with your hole before slowly entering you. You both groaned as the two of you adjusted. You wrapped your arms around his neck, as he slowly started pumping himself in and out of you. The room began filling with heavy breaths and groans. The bed squeaking beneath you. Jinyoung wrapped his long fingers around your waist for better support, and began pumping himself inside you at a faster pace.

"F..fuck! Right there Jinyoung! D..don't stop!" You cried out as he began hitting your g-spot. You felt your body start to shake as your walls began clenching around him. "J...Jinyoung I...I'm going to..!"

"Just hold it a little longer baby! I'm almost there! L..let's do it together!" Jinyoung quickly began to fuck you even faster and harder than before, quickly sending you over the edge. You cried out in ecstasy, not able to hold it in any longer. Jinyoung threw his head back as he reached his high right after you. Leaving you soaked with his and your fluids. Jinyoung pulled himself out as you both gasped for air. He ran his finger along the edge of your hole; sucking his finger clean before lying himself limp on top of you. "Taste how sweet we are baby." He said softly before kissing your lips deeply once more.

"Mmm." You ran your hands along his chest. The two of you kissed deeply till you were gasping for air. Jinyoung slowly sat up kissing your forehead before getting out of bed.

"Let's get cleaned up hmm?" He smiled softly as he headed to the bathroom to get a rag. He cleaned himself up before coming into the bedroom to help you wipe off. He slid his boxers back on, putting on a t-shirt before sliding your underwear back on. Jinyoung slowly lifted your arms, putting one of his t-shirts on you. He then slowly pulled your hair back and tied it up away from your face. Kissing your cheek he layed down becoming the big spoon. He turned off the lights, and the both of you sighed as Jinyoung held you close. "Y/N?"

"Hm?" You said softly, feeling a wave of exhaustion suddenly hit you.

"I'm sorry...and I love you... I'll never hurt you, or leave you as long as I live." A soft giggle escaped your lips.

"You're...silly...jinyoung-ie."

"No I mean it! I don't want anyone unless it's you... I want to marry you, and one day make a family with you..." Jinyoung heard your soft breathing but no response came from you. "Y/N...? Are...you asleep already?" You groaned in your sleep and mumbled four words.

"Mm...I love you...Jinyoung" Jinyoung giggled softly kissing the back of your head. Closing his eyes Jinyoung had a smile resting on his face as he whispered "I love you more.."

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istheresomebodywhocanimagine · 5 years

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strawberryfields-forever said: Ok so I absolutely LOVE your writing!! I was wondering if you could another roger Taylor Imagine where the reader gets really drunk and ends up at Rogers Place and he takes care of them and then she ends up confessing her feelings and you can take it from there? Please and thank you! Xxx

(a/n: i’m SO SORRY THIS IS SO LONG I CAN NEVER HELP MYSELF FUCK also this layout might be fucked when i first post it but i’ll try to fix it ASAP)

“Roger, it’s barely midnight, you’ve got to be fucking with me!” you complained, nearly tripping over yourself as he pulled you out of the pub and away from the guy who you’d just been chatting with. “Just one more pint!”

Roger ignored your incessant complaining as he got out onto the sidewalk, the pub door swinging shut behind you, and he began to look for a cab. Cursing at the lack of cars around, he quickly realized there was no way you were making it all the way back to your flat, not tonight. “My place, then,” he mumbled, letting go of your wrist to wrap his arm around your waist, starting to lead you towards his flat that was just over 7 blocks away.

“My flat is the other way!” you protested, almost being dead weight against his side as he used all of his strength to guide you down the street. “Where are we going, you silly goose?” you laughed, leaning even more on him and making him chuckle at how sloshed you were.

Despite your embarrassing situation, you were quite enjoying Roger’s arm around you. Of course, you were using all of your willpower left to keep your mouth shut, because even in your inebriated state, you knew this was not the time to clue Roger in on your little crush.

“Goose? Is that what you think of me?” he teased, helping you across the street and flipping off a car that honked at you both. “We’re going to my place, you can sleep there.”

“OoooOooOh,” you drew out, wiggling your eyebrows. “I get to go to the goose’s nest tonight!”

“My God,” he laughed, trying not to drop you as he continued to lead the way down the sidewalk, your arm wrapping loosely around his shoulder.

As he walked the 7 long blocks with you, you blabbered on and on about the guy at the bar. He had to hear about how he was an old friend from primary, and how he’d bought you drinks and asked if you’d been to a late night chips place down the road. You said you told him you hadn’t, so he offered to take you but you didn’t want to leave, and that’s about the time the “big boss Roger” showed up to end the fun.

As you walked up to the tower block Roger was living in with Brian and Freddie, you sighed dramatically and leaned your head on his shoulder. “I’m sorry I tried to make you stay longer,” you mumbled, slurring your words quite a bit, but Roger already knew how to decipher your drunken ramblings. You loved that about him. In fact, there were quite a few more things you loved about him that you hadn’t told him before. It was a pity you’d become such close friends, because you reckoned that was the only thing preventing you from telling Roger how you felt about him.

He chuckled and shook his head as you both approached the stairs, Roger wondering to himself how he’d get you up to the 4th floor. “Hey, let’s crawl up the stairs, that’d be fun, right?” he suggested, hoping you’d take to the idea. You groaned before starting to crawl up them, knowing the alternative was being carried and that would kill Roger before you got to the 2nd floor.

Roger followed, snickering a bit at the state of you, but encouraged you all the way to his floor, where you decided to lay down. “Rog, I’m beat,” you complained, pressing a hand against your head and closing your eyes. “I think I’m going to sleep here.”

“No, no, Y/N, don’t be a drama queen, that’s Fred’s job,” he ordered, grabbing ahold of your hand and pulling you up to what could be considered a standing position. Throwing your arm over his shoulder, he managed to drag you down to his flat as you apologized for trying to sleep. He then unlocked the door kicked it open gently, calling out for his roommates.

You decided to join in. “Freddieeeee,” you sang, your eyes still halfway closed and heavily lidded as you laughed at how terrible you sounded. “Briaaaann, come out, come out, wherever you are!”

Roger carefully sat you down on the sofa, patting your head gently before heading off to their rooms to find them empty. They must have decided to stay longer at the pub than they had originally planned, which made Roger groan softly. He was alone in getting your drunk ass to bed.

“Looks like it’s just you and me,” he said as he came back into the front room, where you’d managed to pull off your shoes and sprawl out on the couch. Your heart fluttered as you realized you were truly alone with Roger, and anything could happen. Jesus, I must be really drunk if I’m thinking we’re going to do anything but go to sleep tonight, you thought. “Let’s get a glass of water in you, eh?”

You nodded once, smiling lopsidedly up at him before closing your eyes and humming to yourself. As Roger grabbed a glass of water and some Tylenol for you, he heard you start to quietly sing off-key, then suddenly, you stopped. After a pause, you called out to him. “Rog, come sing your harmony, you bastard!”

You then began to sing Doing All Right unbearably loud, Roger trying to shush you and try not to laugh as he reminded you of the upstairs neighbor who hated how loud they were. As if on cue, the upstairs neighbor stomped on the floor, which made you shut up and look at Roger with an impish grin. He looked adorable tonight, and you hated yourself for noting that. He was supposed to be your best friend and confidant, and now here you were wondering why you hadn’t made out with him already.

As you admired him, he couldn’t help but grin back at you. Shaking his head, he helped you sit up, handing you the water and Tylenol before sitting next to you and pulling his shoes off. You gratefully took the pills and water, then sat the glass on the nightstand next to you before laying down again, sprawling over Roger’s lap and making him raise an eyebrow at you. “I’m sorry for being loud,” you practically whispered, running a hand over your face before giving him a guilty look. “I promise I’ll be good now.”

“You’re awfully apologetic tonight,” he remarked, relaxing back against the couch and spreading one arm out along the back while the other hand rested on your stomach lightly. “How come you never want to apologize to me when you’re not a shitfaced mess?!”

“Oh, fuck off and die,” you automatically replied, reaching out to smack his chest playfully. As soon as you did it, your jaw dropped and you began apologizing profusely, becoming a babbling mess again.

He began to shush you again, laughing in between shushes and finally resorting to putting a hand over your mouth. Quieting again, Roger gave it a moment before moving his hand to play with a strand of your hair instead. “I think it’s time you went to bed, sweetheart.”

“No, I’m finnne!” you swore, though your drooping eyelids told him otherwise. He gave you a look, which made you whine and roll off his lap, crawling to the floor and starting to make your way towards his bedroom. “You’re such a bully,” you whined as you slowly crawled your way down the hallway, Roger following close behind and rolling his eyes.

“Do you want to sleep on the floor tonight?” he warned, which made you crawl faster and scramble into his bed when you got to his room. “That’s what I thought.”

“I’m sorry, Rog, I didn’t mean it,” you whined, crawling under his covers and peeking out at him as he started to get ready for bed. “Thank you for taking care of me tonight,” you added, wanting to get back on his good side. “I really ‘preciate it, honestly. You’re the best.”

“That’s my job,” he reassured, pulling off his shirt and tossing it in his dirty laundry as you watched him. You admired his remarkably slender build that contradicted somewhat with his status as a drummer. He didn’t have any remarkably prominent muscles on him, but he was still toned, and though his hair was longer, he didn’t seem too feminine to you in the dim light that was coming through his blinds from the city lights outside. Though, would it matter if he did look feminine? You found yourself thinking that Roger was attractive to you in any state, drunk or sober, angry or happy, mean or nice, any way, any day.

“You’re my faaavorite, Roggie,” you said affectionately, overwhelmed with admiration for him all of a sudden.

Roger laughed at that, glancing back at you before going over to his closet. “I’d bloody hope so.”

“You don’t have to take care of me, like this, you know?” you mumbled, still watching him as he searched for some pajama pants in his piles of clothes. “I know I can be a bit much, and you’re soooo fucking wonderful for putting up with me,” you continued on, Roger smirking at that. He found a pair of pajama pants, which he started switching into, so you looked at the ceiling out of courtesy and started to close your eyes. “I mean it, Rog. You’re the best, you treat me wayyyyy too well. There’s nothing keeping you here-”

“Well, it’s my flat,” he interjected, making you open your eyes again and shoot him a dirty look. “I’m sorry, go on about how I’m the best,” he laughed, starting to crawl into bed with you and making you scoot over as he laid on his side next to you, watching you expectantly with his head propped up on one hand. You were suddenly nervous, Roger no closer than he’d ever been to you before. You’d slept in the same bed before, but you’d never felt so much love for him all at once while in such close proximity. Unable to filter yourself, you continued.

“I meant, like, I’m just me and that’s alright, I guess, but there’s no reason for you to stick around and take all my bullshit like you do. Like, you’re not my boyfriend or anything,” you rambled, both you and Roger not sure where you were going with this. The alcohol still coursing through your body propelled you, however, and you kept talking. “But I’on’t know, I always thought you’d end up my boyfriend, as much as you put up with me, but I’ve pretty much just given up that idea. You keep sticking around anyways, honestly kind of scamming yourself, you are,” you admitted, avoiding eye contact with Roger and instead looking at his collarbones as you played with the duvet nervously. You knew you’d started to say too much, but your stupid feelings wouldn’t stop coming out because you were so nervous and Roger being right there made you even more nervous.

“You thought we’d end up dating?” Roger asked, no hint of emotion in his voice to suggest he leaned either way on the issue. He was asking more for a clarification, which made you even more shaky as you tried to compose a response that wasn’t horridly revealing. However, that worked out about as well as it could, considering the amount of alcohol you’d consumed before leaving the bar.

“I guess, yeah,” you mumbled, still afraid to look up at him. “Fred’s always teasing me about when you’re going to ask me out, so I guess after a certain point… I didn’t mind the idea of it anymore?” The last part of the sentence came out as more of a question, and you squeezed your eyes shut, mentally smacking yourself for sounding so terrified. Fuck it. I’m already this far gone, why not just let it all out? “No,no, no, not I guess. I know I don’t mind the idea anymore. Actually, I’m a bit bummed you still haven’t asked me out. What’s with that?”

“Very subtle, Y/N,” Roger teased, reaching up to replace a stray hair that had fallen into your face. “Fred’s been bothering you about me, has he? I’ll have to tell him off tomorrow.”

“Oh, please don’t!” you begged, quickly looking up at him with a desperate look in your eyes. “He’ll know that I told you that I fancy you and then I’ll never hear the end of it!”

“Well, now there’s news,” Roger commented, a blush creeping on to your cheeks as you realized how stupidly you’d just told him how you felt about him. Shit, you’ve done it now, Y/N. “You never said you fancy me, love, not until just now. What’s with that?”

“Oh, forget it,” you groaned hopelessly, rolling over to face away from him and pulling the covers over your head. The room felt like it was spinning as you laid there in the dark, and you took a few deep breaths to calm down. “Forget I even said that, I’m sloshed and don’t know what I’m doing.”

Roger began to laugh, tugging the covers back down and booing you. “Oh, boo you, I was just taking the piss. Look at me, I’m sorry! I won’t do it again.” You reluctantly rolled back over, giving him the stink eye as you kept the covers pulled up to your shoulders, trying to hide as much vulnerability as possible. “Now, back to the asking you out thing, when did Fred start to bother you about this?”

You wracked your brain, struggling to pull memories through the muddle of alcohol and embarrassment, but you finally recalled at least an approximate date and managed to choke it out. “A couple months ago, maybe?”

“Damn! He was supposed to keep his mouth shut,” Roger cursed, mainly to himself. “Also, you’ve been taking this from him for two whole months?”

“Yeah,” you admitted reluctantly, sounding ashamed. Then, your brain latched on to what he said before, and starting racing as you tried to figure out what he’d meant. “Freddie was supposed to keep his mouth shut about what?” you pried, suddenly propping your head up on one hand too.

Roger chuckled, then shook his head and laid down on his back, his eyes lazily tracing around the ceiling as he answered nonchalantly. “Well, if you must know, I told him I’d been thinking about asking you out a couple months ago, when we were recording one night. But I’d honestly been having so much fun and going out with you anyways these last few months, I didn’t even think about it anymore. I thought he’d zipped it, but that worked about as well as I should have expected… Lead singers, they have such big mouths.”

Your face broke out into a wide grin as you processed what he was saying. “God, I better be sober enough now to remember this in the morning,” you murmured, rubbing your eyes to stop the room from spinning and hardly believing what had just went down.

“I’ll convince you it was a dream,” Roger taunted, looking over at you only to receive more stink eye from you.

“I’m going to write it down right now so I don’t forget,” you stated, climbing over him and out of the bed in a determined fashion, Roger trying to grab you to keep you from leaving but failing. You clumsily made your way over to his desk and grabbed a pencil and his journal that he wrote songs in, flipping through the pages to find an empty one while Roger untangled himself from the duvet that you’d gotten him wrapped up in.

“Hey, don’t read that!” he exclaimed, nearly falling off the bed as he tried to scramble over to you, so you ran out of the room, nearly slipping in the hallway as you made your way to the bathroom and locked yourself in. Roger got there two seconds too late, banging on the door as you leaned against the other side, knowing the lock wouldn’t hold long if he had a key. “Are you mad, Y/N? Give me my song book!”

You ignored him, figuring he genuinely didn’t want you to remember what he’d confessed, and kept going through the pages. On your quest to find an empty one, something caught your eye as you flipped through quickly, and you stopped. Going back, you realized that it was your name that had gotten your attention, and you got back to the page to find a song titled after you.

Curiosity got the best of you and you started reading his scribblings as best as you could. You realized it was a love song, and your heart soared as you smiled wider than you figured you ever had. Roger liked you as much as you fancied him, and now you had proof.

You heard Roger start to unlock the door with a key so you unlocked it anyways, swinging it open to find a disheveled Roger. His hair was unkempt, the duvet still caught around his foot, and he was looking at you wildly as he tried to rationalize what to do next. You were just smiling at him, his song book still open to the page you were just reading, and you held it up to show him.

Visibly deflating, he snatched the song book from you and put a hand on your upper back, pushing you firmly but gently in the direction of his room like you were a small child in trouble for getting out of bed past bedtime.

“I didn’t write that,” he lied lamely, just making you giggle and laugh as you entered his room, crawling back into his bed. “It was… Brian. Yeah, Brian borrowed my journal and wrote that about you! Right weirdo, he is. I don’t write that mushy crud like him and Deacy.”

He leaned on his desk with one hand to reach down and unwrap the duvet from his ankle, and when he looked back up at you, you were still grinning and giggling at him. He sighed, mainly at himself, and came back over to the bed, tossing the duvet over you before reluctantly crawling back into bed with you and laying on his back, staring at the ceiling.

“Whatever you say, Rog,” you finally replied, Roger groaning softly as he refused to recognize he was on the embarrassing side of things now. However, when you curled up against his side and draped your arm loosely over his stomach, he didn’t push you away.

In fact, as you drifted off peacefully, he even smiled a bit and wrapped an arm around you protectively, drifting off himself as he realized that, no matter how embarrassing, he’d finally gotten what he’d wanted after all this time – you.

#roger taylor imagine #roger taylor x reader #queen imagine #i did this instead of doing homework hahaha #oops #roger taylor

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icemintfreeze · 5 years

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What’s each of your Object OCs’ personalities, likes and dislikes? I really think they all are really cute and would really love to draw them in mini scenarios!

oh!!!! OH!!!! thank you?!! i have. a lot of them because each one is gonna play a big role in the show, so ill list em below if thats ok!!!BIG LIST BELOW O:

SO!! here we go:

Lava Lamp- Anxious, timid, closed-n? But he’s trying his best to be positive, to heal, to be better than he was!Slime Jar- JUBILANT! Sweet, very bright, loving! Lava Lamp’s right hand woman, they’re the closest of pals Water Wand- Welcoming, a great listener, very nice and always offers a cup of tea when they have visitors. They believe they’re magical; they want to live in the performing art city; not where they are now.Cuckoo Clock- Ditzy, loopy, high (off of life jahdhssh) never thinks twice, vulnerable to ALL danger. Has one brain cell sjdjjdjxSticky Notes- Very moody, each color sticky note is a different mood (green-happy, red-angry, Yellow-afraid, etc.), works 3 jobs, just. Tired FOODSJelly Bean- Sweet! Loving! A baby!!! A child at heart, she’s very bright and believes that the world is amazing.Cake Pop- Sassy, yet polite, a fashionista; mysterious aura. he aspires to live in the city of beauty, but he’s stuck with the foods; he feels like an oddball.Peanut Butter Cup- Rude, arrogant, close-minded. She knows how to cut someone down to nothing, let it be mentally or emotionally.Heart Lollipop- Ambivert! Loving and forgiving, yet self-depreciating (shes trying to drop the habit!)Lemon- Blind, somber, yet grateful to still be alive. Not afraid to speak up for their sibling, Lime.Lime- Protective over Lemon, doesn’t really care about himself. He’s either very cool n’ chill, or very very sour.Cough Drop- Drowsy, sad, constantly thinking about…..him. Feels extremely misplaced; focused on making cures for illnesses. Coughs sometimes. Nature PalsPoison Ivy- Brave, stubborn, kind of a jokester. Kind of mean. Can’t really come in contact with any one, otherwise they get a really nasty rash.Touch-Me-Not: Shy, scared, weak. Isn’t the strongest, can’t handle anything without crying or closing up. No one knows much about them.Ocean FriendsFire Coral- Tough, bilingual (knows english spanish n many more). He’s very smart but doesn’t like to show it; he’d rather be seen as a toughie than a nerd. Like Poison Ivy, no one can get close to him; they’ll get a very bad burn.Sea Anemone- Faithful, wise, trustworthy; the mom friend of the group. She will destroy anyone who hurts her pals. (she. has no arms tho…..)Fish Bowl/Container(?)- Skillful and mature. They take care of the beta fish inside of them, with the help Sea Anemone and Sea Glass (and sometimes Fire Coral)Sea Glass- Isolated, misty; they honestly can’t find much joy in anything. But, pair them with Slime jar, or Sea Anemone, or anyone? They’ll be happy and alive; life will clear up for themMessage in a Bottle- Local postman of the ocean part, LOVES to spread gossip. Very conceited.Arts n’ Crafts!Canvas- very expression ate! if you were to draw anything on her face (or if she does so herself), her mood/personality would match the painting! (ex. draw something sad, she’ll be gloomy. draw a tree? she will stand still and up; like a tree).Clay- confused, silent, doesn’t know who they are. Tries looking for themselves in others; the way they do this? shapeshifts into other arts n crafts. (loves to shapeshift into Ticket’s form. Though, Ticket isn’t very fond of them).Glitter: Imaginative; spaces out constantly. They’re very silly, yet very sangfroid when it comes to situations.Bead Box- Glitter’s buddy, she’s very vitriolic. She has more book-smarts, she doesn’t want to be in this town anymore. She loves to learn; she loves to build, most of all.Water Bead- very sincere and honest; has a high tolerance for everyone, and is a great pal to vent to. But who knows whats going on in their head…BeautyEye Shadow- A former model, eye shadow is very non-verbal. She only speaks in a mysterious, yet soothing tone of voice. Her past is full of questions, and she has a mysterious aura wherever she goes. But don’t fuck with her; she will NOT have it.Earrings- Siblings, blue agate jewels; they absolutely LOVE to mess around with Eye Shadow. They like to misplace her things, mess around with her, play pranks; though they do it at a point. They never push her limits. They’re very respectful and when she is ticked, they keep their distance. The two love to bake.Card- Party animal!! He loves to throw extravagant parties, or wild ones, even small, calm ones! He doesn’t know why he was put here in the city of beauty; was it just because of his card cover?Tourmaline- they’re two in one! They both enjoy studying other types of minerals and diamonds. The most nerdy in the city, the others come to them for answers about regular jewel stuff; “where are diamonds found?” “how is gold made?” and, the most common: “do I look better with the rubies necklace or the pearled necklace?”Lights! Camera! Action!Music Box- can only sing or speak on a harmonic tone; very emotional during her performances. Very gentle and sweet, doesn’t mean no harm.Ticket- Very grumpy and hates this stupid town. Wants to be in arts n’ craftsville, because they love to draw. But they sell tickets for a living; and they hate it.SpooksGhost- Scares everyone they meet, but they don’t mean it; they’re very joyful and full of. life. they can float and they have strong supernatural powers; if they’re sad, it rains. if they’re angry, the earth shakes. spooky.Planchette- Pale, insane, paranoid yet proud of it; he sees things no one else can really see, sometimes summons demons when he’s truly angry. Otherwise, he’s just a trembling train-wreck during the day, like a vampire.SCIENCE!!Cursor- Very technology based. They’re a big nerd, they will randomly spew out facts that they’ve learned from the web; or, facts about gadgets they’ve built. Battery- Zany and Fidgety, she doesn’t understand why everyone thinks she’s so smart. She’s filled with so much energy!! When she’s running low, she’ll be very sluggish, and won’t know whats going on.Virus- Knows about all sicknesses and diseases. They’re the doctor of the group, but don’t get too close- they’ll get someone sick. They’re mostly bossy and they lead everyone else in the city.Glitch-In constant pain. They don’t remember what happened that made them this way. They believe that everything in this utopia isn’t well, but can never speak it out. No one knows about their past…Magma- Bold and fanatical, he thinks he’s the greatest in the city. He gets called Lava by a LOT of the objects; and this ticks him off.SO!!!! THIS WAS A LOT IM REALLY SORRY ANON BUT!!!! I HOPE THESE ARE GOOD!!!! they’re all still a bit of a WIP

#i hope u enjoy!!!#asks #anon #ice rambles #my oc's #ten rules #EDIT; TUMBLR LET ME POST HELL YEAG #FEEL FREE TO RB BTW!!#id love for other peeps to know about em!

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imagodwithnodess · 5 years

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Baby sitting- Na Jaemin

Genre: fluff

Word count:1,780

(Your niece's name will be luna because I know everyone does not have a niece and i think it is a cute name)

(y/s/n=your sisters name)

My eyes fluttered open as I felt the weight at the bottom of my bad, I look down to see my gorgeous niece luna crawling towards me. “Hi boo boo,” Isay yawning. I look up to see her mother, my sister, was at the foot of the bed. She smiles at how I play with the baby and how good I am with her. “Can you watch her for a sec, I gotta get ready for class?” she says as she pitty smiles knowing probably don't want to be up at this time. “Sure!”I say making sure Luna doesn't fall off my bed. “ she just got up and she didn't get much sleep so-” “ get her a bottle and put her back to sleep with my magical powers, got it”I said being the silly person I am. She laughs and walks out of the room. I check the clock by my window to see what it says. 8:47 am. I yawn once again and lean over to check my phone. Luna is messing with something on my bed so I know she is fine for now.I see the most beautiful and sweet good morning text of all time from my boyfriend jaemin.I know your thinking shouldn't you be in school well all I have to say to that is……….SUMMER VACATION BABY.!!!

I'm always up early though to help with the baby so I'm used to it.I also no you might be asking “if it's summer vacation then how did she get a good morning text from another teenager?” well jaemin is what you call a…...try hard. No, I'm joking, but he is very good at a lot of things and since he’s an idol he wakes up pretty early. but today is his day off.

I was about to text back when Luna looked at me with a face that said “Ummm are you gonna feed me or nah”I laughed and built up the strength to get up with her and walk to the kitchen.I look in the fridge to see if there is any milk.I find a bottle and put in the microwave for 14 sec, without checking out it back in for another 14 sec.I take it outright as Y/S/N is on her way out. “ thank you y/n, by baby!” she says as she kisses luna and walks out the door. I smile at luna and talk to her like she can speak.I walk back to my room and get my phone before sitting on the couch.I put the bottle in her mouth when I sit down and make sure she's holding it before settling in a comfortable position and getting on my phone. I finally can text back

(Y=you

J= jaemin)

Y: hello love! How are you this fine morning?

J: hey baby, I'm good. The guys and I were going to go to the park today but they got lazy and canceled. How are you?

Y: aww I'm sorry baby, and I'm sitting on the couch with luna, she is super wide awake so it's gonna take meIminute to put her to sleep. So what are you going to do for today now?

J: its okay, and just use your magic baby powers lol. I was actually hoping I could spend some time with you :)

Y: you know I will!! and I would love that!!!

J: yaaay I will be there in like 10, ily

Y: kk ilyt

I look at the clock across the room instead of my phone…..because habit, and see the time 9:02.I look at Luna and she just finished her bottle,I set the bottle down on the tray next to me and start to burp her. Yes, she can burp on her own but I know that if I don't burp her she will be spitting up a lot.I turn on the tv to Disney .jr to give her some stimulation. 10 or 15 min laterIhearIknock at the door.I walk carefully to the door so that i don't wake her up and open it slowly.I see a grinning boy on the other side, which makes me break out into a smile. He kisses me on the cheek and walks in closing the door slowly and quietly As we go and sit on the couch.

“Hi,”I say as we stare at each other “Hello,” he says with that intense stare that I love so much.

He slowly leans in to give me a kiss.I stop and whisper yell “not over the baby!” he laughs at how motherlyIam with her “I'm sorry Y/N, your just so captivating,” he says with a grin.I try to contain my content as I whisper “ I'm gonna go put her in the pack ‘n play, then we can talk”Isay as I slowly get up making sure not to wake her up.Iput her down with careful hands, then pat her back when she starts to stir. Once she is deep asleepIstand up straight and stretch, my back slightly hurting.I look to the door feeling eyes on me,I smile and chuckle a bit seeing jaemin just shaking his head almost with a “how….just how”I shrug my shoulders like “I guess I'm just that good”. We tiptoe out the room and crack the door. As we walk to the living room, i turn into the kitchen realizing how hungry I am.

I turn to jaemin “you want some cereal?” “yes please” he says happily.I chuckle at how giddy my boyfriend is.I pull out two bowls and am about to start pouring the cereal when jaemin stops me. “ wait baby you eat like a bird why don't we just use one bowl” he says smiling down at me. At this point, he is so close that my cheeks are very hot, thanks to my dark skin you can't tell.I lean up and kiss him as I wrap my arms around his neck and he places his hand on my waist. We stay that way for about 3 minutes,I think it was that strawberry lip bomb I used that made him stay there for so long.I lean away and look at him, his eyes are still closed though he's smiling the biggest smile, he opens his eyes and says “how did I get so lucky?”I laugh and put my feet flat on the ground again.

I then pour the bowl and we sit at the breakfast bar. We sit there with 2 spoons and end up using 1. Im telling him all these things while waving MY spoon in the air. He's just looking at me nodding and laughing at my jokes, as he eats and feeds me every now and then with HIS spoon. We get to the bottom of the bowl and decide to go sit on the couch.I look at the clock and realize it's almost 11.I talk to him and listen to him talk while I put things out for luna to play with and be entertained by. Like clockwork,I hear a little girl being very fussy at 11:02.I get up and so does jaemin and we go to the room where she is sleeping.I see her small but somehow big head through the net of her bed.I walk over to her “ hi boo boo, did you have a good nap? Did you have a good nap?!” the second time I say it weirder as she starts smiling.I walk over to jaemin and turn her to him “ *gasp* look who it iiiis its uncle jaemiiiin” she starts smiling knowing who he is.

“Hi gorgeous” he says mesmerized at her cuteness. We all go to the living room and placed her on the floor with us, “can you get the bottle from the fridge and heat it up for 14 seconds then take it out and shake it up another 14 seconds please?” he looked at me with a straight face and I laughed “ just get the bottle out the fridge and I will walk you through the steps.” he nods and gets up to go to the kitchen get up as well realizing I don't want to be yelling across the house. We heat up her bottle and sit down on the floor. “ Y/S/N is gonna be home in 30, then we can go get snacks and have a movie marathon, how does that sound?”I ask smiling at him. He grins and says “a movie marathon with my favorite Hershey's kiss??”I chuckle at the corny nickname he gave me, “i would love that” he says as he kisses me for all 2 seconds before we feel luna climbing on us. We look down and she straight faces us….then starts laughing, we both burst into laughter and kiss her all over her face. Y/S/N gets home and swoops her up, as she greets jaemin with a hug and thanks me with a hug as well.

As we are in the store getting snacks jaemin out of the blue says “ ya know, you are gonna be a great mom one day”I chuckle and respond with “yeah but i'm gonna need a partner otherwise I will lose my shit” he laughs and says “yeah thats what im for”I look at him and he is looking back at me with those eyesIlove and we lean in for a sweet kiss. We are suddenly interrupted by an aw from a group of friends somewhere in their 30’s we pull apart and jaemin turns beat red and double over in embarrassment.I laugh and lean on his back rubbing it “you 2 are the cutest!” one of them yells high pitched. jaemin to embarrassed to look up doesn't respondIlook up “thank you”Isay laughing. jaemin stands up straight and starts laughing, we start to walk to the cash register, buy our things then head to the car. On our way home while the music is playing I start to think about the conversation jaemin and I had before we kissed. ‘Parenting with jaemin huh?’I look over to see him sing his heart out acting like the crowd is in front of him. ‘Doesn't sound too bad’

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{Special} College!AU Johnny

major: film & television

minor: business

clubs: rather than clubs, johnny always has some part in other classmates movies/set productions so,,,he has no time for clubs LOL

sports: was humbly signed up for track and field by ten but the only good thing about his long legs is jumping over hurdles,,,otherwise he’s slower than a turtle much to everyone’s surprise

goes through what his friends call “phases” every other week,,,,,and it usually has to do with whatever project he’s most immersed in

and that means one week,,,,when he was helping out the french exchange students he walked around campus in a beret and refused to eat bagels - only croissants. then he was working on an action scene and signed up for martial arts on the the quad,,,,,,or that one time they were trying to do a historical bit and johnny almost bought a hanbok on amazon for fifty bucks and taeyong had to physically remove the laptop from his dorm in order to stop him

no one is surprised that he’s a film major,,,,,tbh he’s always been creative and outspoken so the industry fits him

the shocking part is his minor,,,,because is business really something???? johnny has any interest in

and johnny always dramatically puts his hand over his forehead and is like “in THIS day and age all that matters is MONEY no one cares for the ART-”

everyone is like ok we get it but johnny just siGHS like the whole world is over and slumps in his chair and is like i know ill never make it,,,,,,,ill have to be a slave to the system a COG in the machine another worker bee - but wait did i tell you guys about this GREAT idea i had last night for a movie so basically the main character is a zombie alien and-

talks a mile a minute,,,,,seriously even when his opinion or comment is unneeded,,,, but he’s trying his best and he’s always trying to lift the mood and make people more confident

like he IS the person in the friend group whose there for anyone when they need him,,,,, is the person who makes ten smile when he’s down, helps cheer up doyoung about the future,,,,, and even gets taeil out of the dumps (which is a rarity, but,,,,,,,wow is it harD to cheer him up - tbh only johnny is capable)

tells people to have a super-duper fantastic great day after seeing them in the coffee shop,,,,,and the person will be like do i//?? even know him??? probably not but johnny is trying to spread that positivity

and it works !!! because when he’s smiling and laughing he looks so soft and approachable

but at the same time,,,,when he’s really working on a scene or on a plan for filming,,,, he adopts an entirely different aura

ten calls it the ‘youngho effect’ meaning that silly johnny is gone and now it’s down-to-business youngho and during finals week,,,,,,is when it’s the WORST

like people don’t even recognize him and thats hard considering his fashion and height stand out ,,,, but seriously the stern, concentrated look on his face makes his whole appearance seem different

yuta is always like “youngho is sexy and johnny is cute” and johnny is just like ?????? are you- flirting with me??? or are you just commenting and yuta is like ;) it’s hard to tell i know but no im just saying my dude

johnny is also super charitable ,,,, like find him helping every last single person in his studio effects class or dramatic writing

which is why he barely gets sleep because he’ll be up with a group of writers or on film location for work that isn’t EVEN HIS but,,,, he really likes film and he really likes seeing and testing out new things so his ability to say no is down the drain

unless it’s doyoung asking for extra change to get coffee then johnny is like lol no jokes jokes

oh also him and ten are practically inseparable and they sometimes do what taeyong refers to as “comedy acting” on the quad which is really just them arguing over something dumb like is trump REALLY an overgrown cheeto but also everyone on campus loves it

minus their ACTUAL friends who are like can you two please be quiet for like a minute and ten and johnny are both like excuse me no and taeil is like rip my ears

but they’re best buddies,,,,,,,it’s very adorable

ten’s dad even calls johnny to ask if ten is doing well in uni and johnny always try to make something up before ten steals the phone and has to explain in rushed thai that NO he didn’t get a tattoo on his forehead

accidentally got confused for being a part of the uni mens volleyball team because of his height

misses chicago and has pictures up of it and his family in his dorm and everyone is like wow johnny you’re such a sentimental guy but like LMAO HE REALLY IS HE CRIED DURING THE LION KING anyway

you’re not a film student at all,,,,,you’re actually pretty camera shy and so you think watching movies is cool and all but you’d like,,,,,,never dream of being an actor or something like that

which is ok because your major has nothing to do with that line of work and your part-time job is as a dog walker in the city on weekends

and one weekend you’re doing your job,,,,,the last dog you’re walking for the day is a cute corgi named mr. squiggles

when suddenly someone taps you on the shoulder and to your shock you turn around and see ???? johnny

who you know just because a friend of yours is in a class with him and he’s kinda hard to miss ,,,,,,, he’s basically a walking skyscraper

but you’re like “oh h-hi?” assuming he might have recognized you from uni but johnny isn’t looking at you

he’s looking at mr. squiggles and then at you and going

“you two would be perfect for my project! have you ever wanted to do acting???”

for a second you think you might just be making this up in your mind but you blink a couple of times and johnny is STILL standing in front of you

looking more excited than mr. squiggles whose small stubby legs are pawing at johnny’s jeans and asking for him to bend down and pet him

and you’re like “uh,,,,,,n-no?”

johnny does bend down,,,,giving the corgi a couple of pats on the head only to look up at you again and go “but i think this dog has!!!! do you think you could be in my film?”

johnny’s eyes turn up as he smiles,,,looking at you almost expectingly,,,,,

until you scoop up mr. squiggles in your hands and shake your head explaining that for one,,,,,the dog isn’t yours,,,,,,this is your job and two,,,,,being filmed is a bit-

johnny’s smile drops into a childish pout and he reaches out to scratch the pups ear going “but you guys are perfect for the scene,,,,,and it’ll be short!!!! can you ask his owner??”

and you wanna be like excuse me i gotta go im getting a call but then u know,,, johnny goes to uni with you so maybe not making a fool of yourself is the right call so you just shrug and mumble that you’ll ask

johnny’s grin returns and he quickly takes something out of his back pocket,,,,,which you realize is a scrap of notebook paper with a number scrawled on it

and he’s like i make this in case i find people on the street i want to cast,,,,,text me if the owner says yes!!! ill keep the spot open for you and -

he motions to mr.squiggles in your hands and you go “oh his name is mr. squiggles” and johnny bursts into cheerful laughter like “that’s PERFECT!! ill be waiting for your message”

and with that he’s off,,,,,you left holding the dog and the paper with his number and thinking to yourself that,,,,maybe johnny will just,,,,,,,,,,forget?

i mean he probably doesnt even know you go to the same uni,,,,,you reason as you put mr.squiggles down and go back to your walk

,,,,,,out of curiosity though when you return him to his owners you ask ,,,,, would they let him be in a movie some time and the owner claps their hands together and is like ofc!!!! mr.squiggles is a born STAR!!!!! why is a friend of yours looking -

and you’re like nope no im just asking see you next saturday

come monday you’ve basically forgot about the whole thing,,,convinced johnny is popular enough to find other people to act for him

when you’re waiting in line to get coffee at the cafe and someone goes “hey!!!! what did mr.squiggle’s parents say?”

and it’s,,,,loud so everyone turns to look at you because mr.squiggles-?

and you’re like,,,what who??? only to see johnny standing behind you in line and you’re like oh myGOD

and he’s like “i knew id seen you before!!! cool that we go to the same school, so can you guys do it-?”

and you’re like “o,,,oh they said n-no so im sorry but-”

johnny clicks his tongue but waves his hand and is like nO SWEAT we can find another dog you walk dogs right????? do you think anyone else would be cool with it??

and you’re like dogs? what are dogs? idk any dogs? ahahahah

but johnny is like you told me you walk dogs,,,,,right??? im sure someone is ok with having their pup on screen plus it’s for a class so really-

your turn to order comes up and you quickly spout it out just to be like “oh, im sorry i have to go-” to johnny

rushing over to the pick up counter and thankfully,,,,a small black coffee is fast to make,,,,so you grab it and johnny makes a point to try and call out to you but you’re like class!!!! gtg!!!!

and with that you’re gone,,,,,looking solemnly down at the coffee in your hand and crinkling your nose because the last time you drank coffee was the last time you had a math final in high school

but also,,,,,why did johnny have to remember??? why did you have to bump into him???? what kind of weird coincidence???

but also you’re sure you’re off the hook this time,,,,like you told him mr.squiggles was unavailable and it wasnt like your classes ever clashed with film majors so you were home free

but,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

you weren’t

a couple of days later johnny saw you in the library,,, asking again if you were up for the part

unenthusiastically you explained that all the dog owners said no so,,,,,,and johnny said it was fine again that he knew some people with dogs so-

but you ducked out of there again saying you had a study group to meet up with

another time you were on the quad and johnny sat down next to you,,,,asking how you were and if you weren’t busy to talk

once again you checked your phone and pretended to take a call

and honestly,,,,,,you don’t know WHY you can’t just tell him you can’t act- or more like you don’t want to act

because you’re convinced he can find someone else so easily that the pursuant asking you ,,,,, you just didn’t get it

not until you overhear a couple of people talking about how they’ve never seen johnny hold out for this long,,,,,usually he’s the first one to start filming ,,,,, but something is taking him so long this time

and with a slightly guilty conscious you take out your phone,,,the paper with johnny’s number is still tucked in your wallet and you fish it out too,,,inputting it and typing out a text

‘im sorry ive avoided you about this, but im not a,,,,,,,im not an actor. i dont want to mess up your movie so i hope someone else can be the better fit’.

you send it,,,,,hoping you weren’t being to blunt but an hour later your phone lights up and johnny’s reply is ‘that’s ok! im sorry for bothering you, it was really uncool of me to keep chasing you - i didn’t know you were uncomfortable and i was being a douche. tell mr.sqiggles i still think he’s a star in the making!’

smiling down at the cute response and the line of dog emojis and stars you go back to your homework,,,,,but it’s a little hard because,,,,,,why’s johnny so much cuter to you all of a sudden

a couple of weeks go by and you stumble across what looks like a film set near the dog park you frequent on your job

and your entire pack starts tugging on their leashes in excitement and barking because of all the new people and cool looking cameras and you’re like “guys!!! calm down”

and you notice someone turn around and it’s johnny??? he waves at you and you’re like “he-hey?? are you filming here??” and johnny nods and is like “it’s a little film im doing about a dog and their owner and they can like,,,,,,,talk to each other and the dog gossips about other dogs it’s kind of a comedy??? romance i guess”

and you’re like oo a romance featuring cute dogs cant go wrong with that and johnny is like exactly,,,,101 dalmatians,,,,,airbud - not romantic but dogs so

you giggle and you’re like well!! ill try to keep the kids from barking too much but!!

johnny grins and squats down,,, mr.squiggles running toward him like johnny’s been his owner for yEARS and licking his face and johnny is like it’s still a shame i couldn’t cast this lil guy

you smile,,,and johnny says he’s going to be filming for a bit but that it was nice talking

and you know,,, you go to the dog park and play a bit not noticing johnny whose struggling with the actors on set and some of the crew and usually johnny is really good with people

but the way the lead isn’t getting along with the dog is stressing him out and at some point johnny is like “it’s fine, ill scrape this idea” and someone mentions that the deadline to hand it in is three days away and johnny is like “it doesn’t matter, i don’t think it’s going to work out and im not giving unfinished garbage to the professor.”

you look up seeing that most of the people are gone except for johnny and you pick up mr.squiggles and go over to him and you’re like “you look down,,,,,so i brought this guy to maybe help you smile?”

johnny looks up from his head in his hands and gives a sad chuckle that you’ve never seen from him and you’re like whats wrong

and he’s like “i think,,,,im not going to be able to finish this.” and you’re like why not??? you had people here and stuff and he’s like sometimes things don’t work out

and you’re like do you have time?? and johnny mumbles that three days isn’t enough, even if the whole thing is fifteen minutes long

you see the defeat in his eyes,,,,which is hard to imagine since this is the johnny that never seems to give up

so with a tiny swallow you go “i,,,,,,,,,ill help. mr. squiggles too.”

johnny raise an eyebrow and shakes his head,,,,,saying that he can’t force you to help him, that’d be fucked up of him and you’re like you’re not!!!! consider it a change of heart

johnny motions to mr.squiggles and goes “didn’t their owners refuse-?” and you’re like “hahahah abOUT THAT,,,,,anyway what do we have to do??”

johnny explains the jist of the plot,,,,,you and mr.squiggles can understand each other and talk about the other dogs but you meet another owner who can speak to his dog too and you,,,,,basically fall in love

and you’re like giggling because ok,,,, a bit corny but u like it

and you’re like whose going to play the love interest?? and johnny looks around and is like i,,,, think im gonna have to do it because all the other footage is unusable. the dog tried to pee on the leads so -

and you’re like oh my gosh,,, well ok,,,,,,let’s try

to your surprise you’re not AS nervous in front of the camera as you thought

maybe because holding mr. squiggles calms you down or maybe it’s the way johnny is patient and encouraging

but when all your individual cuts are done johnny is like “ok we have on thing left, where we meet and,,,,,well,,,,,,,mr. squiggles is supposed to tell you to ask me out” and you’re like oh,,, Oh,,, ok ,,,, well,, ahem

and johnny sets the camera to record and rushes over to sit beside you on the bench,,,pretending to look over at the other side of the park

and you’re like “oh,,,,shh ,,,, shh what? h- he isn’t cute???? i- what??? you want me to ask for his number???”

johnny turns around,,,putting his arm over the bench and going “are you talking to your dog?” and you jump a little almost forgetting the line and you’re like

“i,,,,im not,,,,,” and johnny, effortlessly slides closer to you on the bench and is like “well, whoever told you to ask for my number is right - do you want it?”

feeling your cheeks glow red you nod and johnny is supposed to lean in closer but you’re kinda like !!! so you lift mr. squiggles up and he licks at johnny’s face and ,,,, after a moment you’re like im sorry!!!!! that wasn’t in the script

but johnny bursts into laughter and is like you know what,,,i think it’s a great ending shot

you realize you’re close to having to drop the pups off so you gather mr. squiggles and tell johnny it was,,,,fun and that you hope he gets a good grade

johnny seems to want to say something,,, but you’re like im not avoiding you this time - i actually really need to go

and as you’re running back to get the rest of the dogs you hear him call out your name and he’s like “let me repay you with dinner sometime???” and you’re like “sounds good!!!”

after getting back to campus from work, you drop your things off in your dorm and you check your phone to see a text from johnny

‘are you free tomorrow night?’ you smile,,,,thinking for a second and your roommate is like why do you look so happy - is it a date????? and you’re like WHAT,,,,,,NO,,,,,,,SHUTUP

but you say you are and the next night you meet up with johnny off campus and he’s telling you about this restaurant a friend of his opened and then you notice it,,,, the slight darkness under his eyes and you’re like johnny did you sleep??

and he’s like oh no i stayed up editing,,,, also this afternoon i had to help hyungsik with his shooting so

and you’re like oh my god go home and sleep but he’s like no!! i gotta take you out and pay you for your help,,,,,and since i don’t have actual money please consider this food as payment

and you’re like shdlfkjds johnny and he’s like it’s good food,,,,,so???

even though he’s obviously tired,,, johnny still manages to keep up an exciting conversation and you try to get him to split the bill but he’s like nooooooo i am a respectful chicago gentleman

and ur like ,,, does a respectful chicago gentleman try to mimic a parrot in a resturant and he’s like i see your point but let me live?

and johnny is ,,,, someone you never thought you’d hang out with one on one just because he’s bright and attracts attention

and he’s a silly, handsome guy??? like???? getting near him seems like a feat but here you are,,, after diner walking to the arcade and johnny winning you a stuffed animal in one of those crane games but also completely losing to you in tekken 5

and you’re like,,,,, it’s nice to be like this with him and it’d be nice,,,,,,, to get to know him more

so you’re sad when the night ends and you guys are on your way back to uni on a crowded train and johnny keeps moving his body so no one is squishing up against you and it’s ,,,,,,,,, it is like a date but you refuse to let yourself cave to that mentality

but then as you get off at your stop, johnny’s hand slides into yours and it’s ,,,,, natural almost

and you get to campus and he’s like thanks for letting me take you out,,,and for being in my film

and you’re like haha,,, to quote you - no sweat!!!

and it’s silent,,,but you’re still holding hands and you’re not quite sure what that means

until johnny goes “i don’t want to be awkward but - this was a date, right? can i call it a date?”

and you’re like OH WELL,,,,,,,,,um,,,,,,,,, and you’re like “i’d like if it was a date,,,,”

and johnny is like me too because then that means there can be more,,,,,dates,,,,,,,,for us,,,,,,,for me to take you on,,,,,,,,,am i making sense i feel like im not making sense

but you’re like!!!!! you are,,,,making sense,,,,,,

johnny grins and even in the nights dark light you can see the cute expression on his face and you’re like hey can you bend forward a little bit and he’s like oh?

and you lean up, kissing his cheek quickly before letting go of his hand and saying that you’ll see him ,,,, on the second date???

and you’re halfway across the quad to your dorm when you hear someone running behind you and you turn just to be tackled into a hug

and it’s johnny,,, you can tell by the way his hair tickles your cheeks and his frame is wide and he smells,,,,so distinct

and he’s like “sorry,,i couldn’t wait till the second date,,,” and you’re like fldkjsde please,,,,

but it’s cute haha when he lets you go you guys wave goodbye and when you get home your roommate is like “ah, so how was the date?” and you’re like IT WASNT ---- ok it was and it was amazing

dating johnny,,, is exactly what you all expect it to be

he’s an affection moNSTER and i mean that in the BEST way possible like he is FULL of love to give at ALL TIMES

forehead kisser extraordinaire

showers you in compliments and talks about you to everyone he meets honestly the night after your first date ten,,,,,,in his pajamas half awake had to listen to johnny talk for exactly one hour and forty three minutes about everything that happened between you two and at the end of the night ten was like “i got it,,,,they sparkle like the stars in the sky ok can i go sleep- yes you told me about how they remind you of the best days of summer ok im going to sleep now jOHNNY SHUT UP”

for someone whose confident in their skills,,,, johnny got shy about showing you the end project of his film but when he did he was like “did you like it??” and you’re like yes!! im sorry for my bad acting also mr.squiggles says hi

and johnny is like tbh i love that dog and ur like more than me and he’s like yeah and ur like thats cool i love him more than i love you too

johnny: WHAT

you: dogs > boys, a cardinal rule

also you learned from jaehyun that the reason johnny stayed up all night to edit was because he was apparently watching the clips of you over and over again and being like they’re so cute,,,,

and you’re like no way

and jaehyun was like you don’t have to believe me but ten has a video and ten is like i do wanna see

and it’s true,,,,,johnny literally was sitting at his computer with the goofiest grin on his face looking at you like they’re adorable,,,, ft. ten’s snickering in the bg

johnny doesnt know ten took the video,,,, but when he found out he chased him across campus but tbh you just thought it was super cute of your boyfriend

is tall and therefore whenever it rains he does this thing where he puts his hands over your head and is like “im ur umbrella” and you’re like ,,,,, im still getting wet and he’s like “,,,,,,,,,,listen im not a GOOD umbrella, but im YOUR umbrella” and you’re like oh my god you’re a dork that’s what you are and you’re my dork so it’s ok

johnny calls you love unironically and you’re like are you british or and he’s like WOW LET ME BE CUTE WITH YOU PLEASE

once mark drew a flower on your wrist or something and johnny was like draw one on me too and mark was like why and johnny was like because we’re a couple mark and i want to match

im just saying johnny seo is a corny couple items guy like look at the man

thinks the most useless things are cute and buys them for you and you’re like johnny i didn’t really need this mickey mouse ice cream scooper and he’s like ok but it’s cute tho??? and ur like saVE YOUR MONEY YOUR MINOR IS BUSINESS And johnny is like IM TRYING IM AN IMPULSE SPENDER

also everything cute just seemingly reminds him of you like the boy is heart eyes for you ok

probably a really loose-lipped drunk,,,,, honestly texts you like paragraphs about how he’s going to make a movie dedicated to you but the typing is l1k3 th*$

he’s late to dates a lot but not because he doesn’t care or something but because he’s always busy helping someone film and you don’t mind but you’re like johnny take a break and he’s like i will but also hyuk was telling me about this sci-fi animation he’s gonna do and he might need me-

and you just motion for him to open his mouth so you can put some food in it and you’re like shhh just eat first talk later (this is hard since johnny loves to talk,,,,,,,,,)

is dramatic about anniversaries and holidays but it’s romantic and cheesy like yes he bought you bear the same size as him for valentines day and YES he recited a monologue from ‘the notebook’ to you on your birthday because that’s who johnny is

texts you about what outfit to wear and you’re like huh what is that and johnny is like im going though a hippie phase should i wear this tie-dye t-shirt OR this tie-dye t-shirt

and you’re like wear a white t-shirt right now johnny and put the tie-die away

him: but baby i-

you: right now. away.

asks you for updates on mr. squiggles and you once told the owner your boyfriend really likes their dog and the owner was DELIGHTED she invited johnny and you to dinner and it was,,,,,,the most funny thing

to see johnny get tipsy on wine and gush over movies from the thirties with this little old lady????? priceless

johnny: you know she’s much older now but bettie davis was a hottie,,,,,

you: oh my god

johnny: i won’t lie,,,,,im still into john travolta the man hasn’t aged-

you: put the drink down

when you guys talk on the phone,,,,you’ve noticed that johnny’s voice gets lower at night and it’s really nice and you’ll never tell him because you know he’ll tease you but,,,,,,wow

speaking of other really nice things johnny had invited you over to his dorm while ten was away with family and you guys were supposed to use the blank wall and project some movies on it and cuddle

but at some point the movie was the last thing on your mind because johnny’s half-lidded eyes and lips spread apart are PRETTY hard to ignore

also johnny is such a,,,,,physical person that he knows what to do with his hands and his mouth and long story short you ended up tangled in mr seo

and only after did you realize that the movie was over and you were like ,,,,,, should i play another one

and johnny pulling you right back ontop of him was like no no there’s more important things to do

johnny is a show off when it comes to relationships so the next day doyoung was eating and was like whats that on your neck - you got a rash?

and johnny was like nah my s/o stayed the night and doyoung was like oh and mark choked on his rice

does this thing that when he’s thinking to fast he’ll switch from korean to english and then backtrack and translate what he said and sometime’s he’ll stutter over this or that

and you’re like johnny you’re so cute but gather your thougths you don’t alWAYS have to be talking

and he’s just like,,,,,,,,,,you’re right but tbh if im not talking what can my mouth be doing and you’re like rolling your eyes but you’re like “kissing me?”

and he grins like eXACTLY come here

you guys kiss a lot just so you know like wanna know something about johnny? he’d kiss you till you were breathless jot that down

you asked him where his backpack was once and johnny was like i dont carry one everythings in my head

and you’re like what about that test in finance that you’re gonna have and his eyes got wide and he’s like i,,,,,,,,,,gtg get the notes off of someone see you later

told you his dream vacation isn’t chicago anymore,,,,like he wants to see his family so bad but he also wants to take a roadtrip with you and see you under all those stars beside him

and you were like we should do it sometime but i have a feeling we’d open the trunk and ten would be there

also you know this conversation has happened like one too many times

ten: you know, if you two have kids i want to be the godfather

you: what if we don’t, what if we adopt a cat or something

ten: then i want to be the godfather of the cat duh

you:

johnny: you know it ten, we’re brothers for life come and hug me

as silly and as romantic and fun as johnny is,,,,,he’s still got some reservations about himself and sometimes he jokingly,,,,mentions that it must be hard to love someone like him - always making mistakes or saying something embarrassing

but you always assure him that people aren’t supposed to be perfect, that you think he’s damn near close to it and you wouldn’t stop loving him over things that are only human

but if he does call you banana pumpkin angel in front of your friends again- and johnny is like fine fine ill stop using fruits for petnames,,,,,,,,,,,,my cherry sunshine universe and you’re like WHY do you INSIST ON BEING SO CORNY

and he’s like dont’ you love it though???? secretly??? just a little

and you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,fine yes i do god no wonder you’re a film major your brain is TOO Creative for it’s own good

johnny kissing up your arms to tickle you and make you feel better when you’re sad

also johnny would completely 100% let you borrow his sweaters and even if you’re wearing one just because it’s comfy and you have study hall

he’d lean over to the person beside you two and be like “they’re wearing my clothes, don’t they look cute?” and the person is like ???? and you’re pulling johnny back over to you by the ear and you’re like boy

calls up the uni radio and requests that they play your favorite song every weekend without failure

and you’ll hear it and even if you’re not with johnny you can feel your heart burst because he’s the kind of boyfriend that remembers the smallest little details and shows you his love whenever he can

and there’s nothing better than having someone adore you like johnny seo adores you

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SMUT --- JHope and Reader

Storyline: You're a trainee at BigHit and were practicing your choreography one night. After a while, Hoseok walked into the studio you were in. This isn’t the first you two had practiced together. You enjoyed the company, especially someone as great as him. Also, it gave you the opportunity to get to know him on a more personal level.

Hoseok walked in on you. “oh hey, how long have you been here?” he asks. “I’ve been practicing a little bit” you say. “Thats cool, can I practice with you?” he says. “Of course, you can always teach me some things!!!” you say, “Yea, I can do that” He says, with a sly grin on his face. He takes off his jacket and turns on his music. Y’all begin practicing and go at it for a few hours. It’s around 2am now and you two agree to head home. He asks if you’d like to walk you home, since it was so late. You say sure and begin walking. But in order to get to your house, you have to pass his neighborhood. So, when you are getting close to his apartment he asks if you’d like come to inside to eat and he’ll take you home afterwards, of course you say yes. You get up to his apartment, take off your jacket and shoes off. He heads straight to the kitchen and you follow. You sit down at the table, while he starts making you two food. Wile the foods cooking, y’all are just talking about random stuff. Once the food arrives, you pull up a youtube video to watch while eating. After eating, you tidy up and say “well, I guess I should get going..”, which J-hope responds, “no, we should stay. It’s really late, you can just sleep here tonight”.. you hesitate at first but he says “Please don’t leave”.. You nod and sit back down.

He takes you up to his guest room and you plop down on the bed. He’s starring at you... “you’re a really intriguing person, you know” he says. “Am I? haha how so?” you say. “just the way you are.. you just make me want to know you.” he says. “know me? hoseok you do know me ahaha” you say. “but I want to know you better, like the little things haha. Hey have you ever played 20 questions!” he says. “you’re silly.. but yes, you wanna play?” you say. “yeah.. we should. It will be fun” he says. “Okay, you first.” you say. “alright, nothing off limits” he says.  You two go back and forth on simple questions, like favorite food, favorite color, favorite song, etc. 15 minutes pass and J-hope’s questions are getting more personal. “Have you ever had a boyfriend?” “yeah, but its been years.. I was dating someone when I first started at BigHit, but it was barely serious. There were no real feelings involved.” you say. “How about you?” “Yeah, I dated this one girl, but she left me for another guy.. :(” he says. “Aw, thats terrible. I bet she’s regretting that now.. “ you say. “yeah, haha it hurt a lot. But, that was a long time ago, so I’m over it haha… so have you ever been in love?” he says. “No, I don’t think so. I don’t think I’ve gotten close enough to anyone to be in love.. how about you?” you say. “Thats how I feel, like with that girl, I thought I was in love then, but now that I look back, I wasn’t in love, but I hope to experience real love one day” he says. “you will, I know it. Once your journey with BTS is over, then you can find love. It’s waiting for you.” you say. He smiles and nods, and says “Halle, are you a virgin?”. You gasp and laugh, you were not expecting that. “ahah no, I’m 21 hoseok!!” you say. His demeanor is completely different than yours though, you were laughing but j-hope is dead serious. “do you have sex a lot?” he asks, skipping your question to him. “Uhm.. well no.. I’d say like twice a month, at most haha. Why do you ask?” you say. “don’t you hate it… I haven’t had sex in ages. It drives me crazy” he says. “yeah, its really ridiculous that the agency won’t let you—” he cuts you off. “you know, I dream about you a lot.. too much probably” he says. You’re speechless at this point. You know where he’s going with this. “I dream about touching you, kissing you… *look at you* fucking you…” he says. Your eyes widen and you let out a laugh. “What why are you laughing? Y/n!!” he says. “I just never would’ve imagined this.. I’m shocked” you say. His hands are on your legs now. His touch is turning you on. “Can I please you?” He asks, practically in position already. You shake your head yes and he gently takes off you pants and underwear. “damn.. you’re beautiful” he says, his mouth right at your pussy. You feel the breath from his words on you. You giggle and cover your eyes with a pillow, you’re embarrassed but so ready. His tongue touches your insides and you gasp loudly. He’s slow at first.. almost as if he’s warming up. His tongue tracing your pussy, going up and down, in between your lips. After some teasing, he reaches your clit and does his magic. His pace increases with every second, raising you to your climax. Your breathing is getting heavier, barely releasing a “ooo gahhd, hobi”. Its like your words leveled him up, making him go even faster. His hands were wrapped around your thighs, securing your position in front of him. You were so close at this point and it wouldn’t take much more for you to cum. He uses his hands to spread out your lips, fully showing your clit. He flicks his tongue and sucks your clit until you cum. He licks you clean and moves up towards you. His body is in between your legs and his head is on your stomach, just staring at you. “gahh you’re so beautiful” he says.   You pull him up towards you and kiss him. The kiss is so sweet and soft, but you flip him over and it turns aggressive. “My turn to please you ;)” you say. You pull off his shirt and kiss him down. Kissing his neck and biting his ears. Moving lower, you reach his dick. You pull off his pants and underwear and rub his hard dick. “ooh yeah” he says. You suck his dick for a couple minutes, but the hop on him. You both moan when he enters you. His hands are on your waist, feeling every thrust you make. “So stunning” he says looking up at you. His sweet comments made you smile. You leaned in to kiss him and he wrapped his arms around you. With holding you in a secured place, he thrusts himself in you. He’s doing the work now. “ah that feels so good” you say, your head in the crevice of his neck. He flips you over and is on top now. He re-enters in you and goes hard. He’s thrusting so fast and moaning so loud. He’s got your legs in his hand, using you to stabilize him. “y/n, baby where do you want me to cum?” he asks, pulling out. You open your mouth and he does as you wish. After he came, he plopped down beside you and laid there in silence till you both caught your breath. You look up at him and laugh. You were in awe at him, his precious good looks but crazy good sex skills geeked you out. He laughs too and says “i’m glad we did that, thank you” “dont thank me haha, thats weird” you say. He puts his clothes back on and turns on the TV. You both watch TV until you fall asleep together.

#bts #bts smut #bts hoesok #bts jhope #bts fanfic

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babeimagineus · 7 years

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Roommates pt2

pt2 of Roommates. Wow. btw working on pt3. Enjoy!

“Do you remember yesterday?”

You began to think about those words carefully, your hangover still evident, making your senses slow down a bit. You do remember drinking a lot with Sarah and the others but with serious tone Justin was using right now, it made you think something bigger happen.

“No.. why?”

Justin pauses eating for a moment.

“You were very touchy.”

Your eyes bulge at this single comment. You were known to be very flirty and touchy, even Andrew would complain about this.

“Did I-we do anything?”

“You offered to give me head.” You face automatically burns in embarrassment at this comment. You did not believe his words. Justin, Jazmyn’s little brother, you. This is not how you wanted Justin to view you. You were not this type of person. Justin was like a little brother to you. This was not happening. You began to think you were going to faint soon.

“Oh my, Justin i’m so sorry. I was not thinking straight.”

Your eyes began to water, wanting to cry out right now.

“I can’t believe I would do that to you. You know I only see you like a brother, nothing more, definitely not that way. Please don’t-” Justin jumps up and holds you still by the shoulder. You didn't even know you were shaking so much.

“It's ok Y/N.”

You hug him as a desperate move to apologise. You wanted nothing but to go on your knees and beg for your stupid mistake. Justin wraps his arms around your shoulder, pulling you in a tight warm embrace. Your body suddenly dying down from shakiness, you began to feel calmer.

“I’m sorry Justin.”

“Justin! Are you nearly ready?”

You call his name at the top of your lungs, despite him only being next door to your room, that was how lazy were you. You and Justin decided to go out tonight and visit the new club that was opening today. You were already dressed. You check yourself in your full length mirror. Your dress was strapless, black and figure hugging. It was a little short you thought but you’ve been dying to wear it once so you couldn't help yourself to give up the opportunity. Your hair was done nicely, makeup done to perfection, you couldn't wait to have some fun, hoping maybe to meet a guys even.

You looked down at your feet. They were so sore and aching you didn’t really want to wear heels but what else could you do. Justin was taking his time in the shower, you thought. He just came back from the gym, that kid never skips the gym. You make your way to kitchen. You check the time on your phone, 10:31pm. The event started at 11pm.

You settle you phone on the counter and open the fridge to take out your favourite orange juice. You take a big gulp. You sigh. This shit was so refreshing. You clumsily settle down the carton, not even thinking and it causes your phone to bumped off and fall in the gap between the gap and the fridge. You now feel like slapping yourself for being so stupid. The drop was so loud, you prayed that your phone wasn't damaged.

Justin, being busy in the shower, could even hear the loud sudden noise. He gets startled a bit.

“Y/N! Are you ok there?”

He receives no reply. He starts to panic a little. He quickly wraps a towel around his waist and rushes out. He walks out, surprised to see you bent over the counter. Your dress was risen, showing a good portion of your back thighs and out peaked your lace panties. He suddenly wishes he didn't come out, he freezes at the sight.

“UGHH.”

You groan out in frustration, your arm was too short to reach it, you were so close. You raise up one leg, attempting to hopefully climb up the counter top and reach for the damn phone. This action causes your legs to even spread more, allowing Justin to see it, leaving very little imagination to his hungry eyes. He stood there, unable to take his eyes from the sight in front of him. The groans that left your went straight to his manhood. Dirty images of what he could do to you right now flashed through his head.

You reach down a little further, allowing your fingertips to grasp the phone.

“A-ha!”

You jump from you position. Finally you thought! You check close to examine your phone. You were lucky, you thought. The phone was good as new. You spin your body around, only to spot Justin standing there. He quickly turn his body around, attempting to hide whatever was going on behind his towel.

“Justin, are you ready yet?!”

You yell/whine out at him for being lazy and slow. He doesn't reply, instead walks a bit faster to his room. You didn't think this was strange instead you just wished he wouldn't make you guys late.

“You better not make us late!”

You yell out, warning him seriously.

You jump out the car quickly. You were so excited. You walk quickly beside Justin, linking your arms together.

“Are you gonna drink tonight?”

Well, Justin was only 20 you thought, so he shouldn't even be drinking.

“Yeah.” You hear him mumble.

You playfully smack his bare lower arm, “you better not.”

“whatever.”

He glances down at you. You smile at him and giggle at his funny monotone.

“Yeah thats right! I’m gonna kill you if I see you drinking boi!”

Justin smiles and shakes his head at your childness.

The loud music blares in your ears. Wow this club was packed and you could see why. The places was so large yet looked small due to the amount of people in it. You spot Sarah and your other workmates. They see you too and wave out to you, signalling you to join them.

“Justin!” You yell above the loud dance music, “I’m gonna join my friends!”

“Yeah, me too!”

He spots his a few of his college friends drinking and laughing together. You guys separate your ways.

“Justin! BRO!”

Khail, Justin’s bestfriend, spots his arrival and welcomes him, hyping his out his name. The others see Justin as well, shuffling over to let him sit beside Khail. Khail being drunk already, sloppy hands him shots of vodka.

“Drink up, we have a long day ahead!”

Justin attempts to push it out of his grasp. Khail simply laughs at Justin’s action but doesn’t question him. As time passes by, you start to hype up due to a couple of drink. You stumble your way to the dance floor, along with sarah. You sway your hips to the beat, you hands touching up your body. You danced like no one was watching you. Little did you know, Justin had his eyes on you the whole time. You were hard not to miss. Many eyes were on you, including hungry eyes from the guys and evil glances from the girls. Justin sees this and tries to ignore the fact he wasn’t alone.

“Woah.” Khail exclaims as he spots you, “She’s good aye?”

Justin narrows his eyes at khail, now noticing the whole crew was eyeing you out. Za, being a stupid drunk as he was decided to live up to pass everyone's expectation. He walks up towards you and quickly grabs you by the waist. You see you have company. Your mind was fuzzed and dazed, you weren't even sure if you were still standing or if you eyes were opened. You definitely didn't care that Za slipped his hand a lit lower.

“Baby girl, what’s your name?”

“Y/N” you slur out.

You throw your arms around his neck, pulling closer, using him for support. He wraps his arms around your waist, before slipping a hand underneath your dress. You pull away from the sudden unwanted action and try to swat his hand away.

“Stop.”

“What’s the matter? Don't you wanna get it on?”

Za says this to prove a point to his friends. Justin sees what was happening. He breaks free from Khail and the surrounding girls around him as he sees you walking to the bathroom.

“Y/N?”

Justin spots your hunched over the toilet, letting out whatever you drank tonight. He pulls your hair away gently. You raise you to your feet, wiping off your saliva with your backhand.

“I think we should get home now.” Justin carefully walks you to his car, watching you lazily slump dead in the back seat. He mentally sighs. You were a big mess. During the car ride, Justin checks a few times in the mirror, making sure you ok.

“Y/N. We’re home. Get up.”

Justin didnt want to put with you anymore, too many emotions taking over him at one. Even though he was angry with how you turned out, he couldn't help but soften and take care of you. Justin carefully picks you up with ease and swings open the door with the other hand. He drops you down on you bed.

“Change out of your clothes and take a shower.”

You don't reply, to lazy to even move an inch, you were acting like a kid.

“Y/N. I know you’re awake. Stop being stupid.”

You pout out at his words. You sit up and whine at his comment.

“Take it off for me then!”

You childishly whine until he finally gives up and unzips your dress. You stand up to shuffle out of your dress, leaving you in your bra and panties. Justin turns his head away from you quickly.

“Take a shower ok?” he instructs, still facing his face away.

“Do it for me!” You whine out again.

He grips your back and pushes you, indicating he was fed up with our actions.

“I hate you.” You march your way to the bathroom.

You fall flat against your bed, face flat on your pillow. You groan as you feel the stress fading off and you fall asleep instantly.

Not being able to get a wink of sleep, justin jumps out of bed. He walks out of bed and into the kitchen, grabs a water bottle before heading off the 24 hour gym at 6am. Hours later, you wake up. Dead or alive you realise you needed to get up as it was already 3 in the afternoon.

First thing you realise is your pounding head. Not this again. You walk into your bathroom and point a deathly finger into the mirror and make a stupid promise to never drink again, even though you know you would. You scrub your face harshly, removing you excess makeup and continue to scrub your face clean, almost wanting to washing off yesterday's events. You didn't remember what happened yesterday but you just prayed you didn't do anything silly, like blow Justin or anyone for that matter.

Pulling you hair in a bun, you walk into the kitchen, you stomach empty and rumbling like a awaking storm. Speaking of storms, the weather today was pretty bad. It was cold and outside seemed like it was going lightening was approaching very soon. You realise Justin wasn’t home, you were about to call him but he suddenly comes through the front door.

“Hey where have you been?”

“Gym. I took a shower there. Want to go out for lunch?”

You were hungry so why not.

“Are you paying?”

He walks past you to go change into something weather appropriate.

“Are you?!” You yell out at him.

“Get changed Y/N!” He yells back at you.

You laugh at him, he was just too cute sometimes. You loved messing around with him. You quickly whip on some jeans, thinking sweatpants were attractive at all. You didn't want Justin to think you were a slob or anything. You start to panic as you can’t find anything else to wear. You sigh as your head started to get dizzy.

“Hurry up. I’m driving.”

He was already leaving. You give up and walk out wearing a black v neck t shirt, you just hoped it wasn't going to rain anytime soon. You run out the door, grabbing your phone in one hand and your low white converse shoes in the other. You run to the door, attempting to open the passenger door. This idiot locked the door!

“Open up you idiot!” You frown. You see him poking his tongue out at you. He finally clicks open the door. You huff as you throw your shoes in the car, before sitting down, keeping your face away from you. He chuckles at your actions.

“Stop acting so down Y/N. You always play tricks on me.”

“Was the payback?”

“Yup!” He says with his eyes on the road, popping the ‘p’. So this was a game? You knew how to play. You would definitely win.

After the short trip, you finally realise your destination.

“Seriously, The cheesecake factory?”

“What's wrong with it?”

“I don't need to gain anymore weight, idiot.”

You were quite, ‘chubby’ as Andrew would say, especially your stomach and thigh area.

“Weight, where?”

“Quit joking around Justin.”

Your voice flattered, showing justin you were dead serious.

“I’m not joking.”

He flicks his eyes to your face for a second. You had a frown upon your face. Justin wanted to tell you in a serious matter you were beautiful, that you were perfect, sexy and amazing and that you were definitely not ‘fat.’You were so blind, Justin was caught by your breathless beauty as soon as he laid eyes on you.

BEEP BEEP! A loud honk knocks Justin back to reality.

“Shit.” he mutters, driving quickly to turn left. It was a green light.

“Idiot! What time did you even wake up, still asleep I see.”

Justin shakes his head back to reality and drives to find a carpark.

“Just wear it. Stop being picky.”

Justin chucks his hoodie that as left in the back seat at you. It was now starting to rain, spitting now, the weather didn't look like it'll die down anytime soon.

“Its too big.”

You continue to make excuses. A sudden blow of cool air washes past both of you. You shake out, goosebumps rising along your bare arms.

“See? Its fucking cold. Dont complain, I tried helping.”

You sigh out loud, not really having an option. You pull on his hoodie and sneak your head out. Wow the smell was quite nice you thought but now you realise your hair was now ruined out of its bun.

“Seriously! My hair!” You whine.

Justin rolls his eyes at you. He pulls the hair tie out, letting your curls out, effortlessly framing your face.

“Let's go.” Justin starts walking.

“Wait for me.”

You run up to catch up to him, not caring about your hair anymore.

“What are you having?”

You rack your eyes across the menu, not really knowing what to eat. You seriously were bad. You didn't want to eat what you always eat, you wanted something ‘different.’

“What are you having?” You ask him back.

He flicks the menu, pointing to what he wanted.

“Yeah, i’ll just get that too. Minus the dessert.”

Justin shuffles his eyes up at you with a ‘are you serious’ look.

“What?!” you huff.

Before Justin you scold you again for being stupid, he spots Andrew with his friends.

“What are you looking at?”

Justin finally adverts his eyes back to you with a low cough, trying to not make it obvious.

“We’ll just order now.”

“Is the food good?”

“This is so cheesy, very yummy!” You say through a full mouth, your cheeks being hollowed out.

Justin simply chuckles at you.

“Good. you better finish it up.”

“Why did you order two desserts. I hate you.” You glare at him.

“Just eat it.”

Justin was glad everything was going so smoothly, he would sometimes glance at Andrew and his crew. He was surprised Andrew hasn't spotted them. From this distance, Andrew looked ‘happy.’ he didn't even look like he was missing you at all. He was laughing, smiling and enjoying life. You on the other hand was crying yourself to sleep, drinking and a mess. The first few days were the worst. Now, after a month and a half, it was fine. But this did not mean you didn’t think or miss him.

The two girls along with the two guys setted with Andrew all looked like scums. The brunette girl would glance back at Justin a couple of times.

“So how college going?”

You break Justin out of his own world. He shakes his attention back to you.

“Good.”

“Are you studying?”

“What else would I be doing in my room.”

He says as he chews harshly on his food, trying to ignore a ‘happy’ Andrew.

“Is the business thing, actually working out?”

“Yup,” He popps the ‘p.’

He suddenly meet eyes with Andrew. Andrew’s eye widen, recognizing Justin. Justin tries not to freak out as he sees Andrew and the brunette coming to them. He quickly reaches and harshly pull the hood on your head.

“What the f-”

“Justin was it?” You recognize the voice immediately.

Andrew still hasn't noticed Y/N, only seeing the back of her, besides your frame was fully covered by Justin’s large clothes.

“Stop checking her out dude. Brianna thinks you’re a fucking creep.”

Justin chuckles and cough, “girlfriend?”

“No-” “Yes.”

Both Andrew and Brianna cuts each other off.

“Does fuck buddies consider a girlfriend?” Andrew huffs out at Brianna.

Wow, Justin thinks to himself, he did feel bad for Brianna, she was a pretty girl, he was just glad Y/N was away from him.

“What are you laughing at kid.”

Andrew returns his attention to Justin.

“Is this your fucking girlfriend? Aye? Nosy fucker.”

Justin ignores the name calling. The neighbouring tables notice Andrew’s loud words, they all eye him out. Andrew gets a big angry at this now. Andrew sees Justin’s smirk and wants nothing but to punch him right now.

“You fucking wank. You fucking took Y/N. Why does she even fuck with a small kid like you.”

Y/N hears this. She stands up and faces Andrew.

“Stop being so full of yourself, for once in your life. Why do you think everyone else is the problem, when you are the problem.”

Andrew’s eyes fires up at the very situation, knowing this all too familiar. He knew how to win, you guys had been together for over one year.

“What are you doing here. Are you seriously with that kid?”

“So what if I am. Hes hundred times better than you.”

Before you got so fired up, you walk out past to get some air, you didn’t want to start yelling and cause a scene. You could hear Andrew’s firing back at you with nasty words. You start to feel the tears approaching as the cool air blows across you. You miss him, you really do. You wanted nothing but to go back with him but seeing that he has moved on you couldn’t. Brianna was pretty, prettier than you, skinnier than you. You saw her fucking stomach in the crop top, flat as a pan. He was always into model like figures. He would always persuade you to wear little clothes, then he would always scold you for looking like a ‘pig’ in them.

“Hey.”

Justin’s quiet voice makes you turn around to face him. Justin sees the tears running down your face, the red nose and bloodshot eyes.

“Aw, baby. Come here Y/N.”

He hugs you, squeezing you, a hand at the back of your head, stuffing you on his shoulder, almost making you lose your breathe.

“Uhhh-h, stop. Justin. can’t .breathe.”

“Good. Stop, crying like a baby then.”

You start to push away, pushing your hands at his hard chest, he didn't move at all. You begin to give up, eyes not in the mood in crying but in the mood of killing Justin! He moves away and holds your face tightly, squishing your cheeks together.

“Are you finished crying little baby?” Justin titles his head, teasing you.

You start to smack him repeatedly.

“You’re dead!”

#justin bieber #justin bieber imagines #justin bieber fanfic #justin bieber fanfiction #justin bieber smut

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When The Sun Met The Moon: part 2

A/N: Okay so I got a pretty positive response to the first little part of this that I did and decided to do another part because I kind of fell in love with my characters and wanna see where I can take them! Anyway please let me know if you guys like this! Enjoy! <3

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“Niall Horan....”

And just like that I fell back into the fandom.

“You must be Olivia, yer sister mentioned tha you like our music, is that right?” Niall asked bending over a little so he could be on my sister’s level.

“UH HUH THATS RIGHT! I LOVE ONE DIRECTION SO MUCH! Harmony doesn’t like you guys anymore though!”

Oh shit

“LIV!”

“What?! It’s true!”

I was so embarrassed and caught up in arguing with Olivia that it wasn’t until Niall’s laugh cut through our conversation that I realized how ridiculous we must’ve looked.

“ Haha! Harmony? Right?”

“Yes... Mr. Horan?”

“Ah please, just Niall! Its okay, not everyone is a fan. It’s no big deal really!”

“I am a fan! I mean I was before! I drifted away once you guys went on break and all that mess happened! Ugh it’s complicated...”

“Well listen, if that’s true then I’m terribly sorry and I hope you’ll give me an the lads a chonce to make it up to yeh tonight but we should probably get moving because yeh weren’t kiddin when you said it was freezin out here!”

And with that he started to lead us towards the buses to meet the rest of the band. Meanwhile in the back of my mind I’m trying to make sure I remember to breathe and that I’ll survive this night.

Olivia was doing phenomenal compared to me.

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Before we went in I decided it would probably be best to give my little sister a small pep talk for her sake aswell as the boys’ sake. I could never forgive myself if my sister got banned from concerts forever for being a little hooligan!

“Olives listen to me real quick okay? I know how much you adore these boys but remember they are people just like you and me alright? So remember when I would show you those videos and tell you how some fans dont respect personal space?”

“Yeah I remember Harmony! You said we gotta use our manners!”

“Exactly! Good! So dont forget to use your manners and give the boys some space okay?”

“Got it! I’m gonna be the best fan ever!”

“You already are babe! Go in and say hi, I’m gonna try to catch my breath really quick okay? I wont be long at all!”

“Okay sissy! Hurry though!”

While she went in I stood on the side of the bus for a second. I felt terrible. How could I have just gave up on them so easily? I know I had a lot going on but I completely forgot that these boys were some of the nicest people until now. Niall had just made tonight a night my sister (and honestly myself) would never forget.

“Hey Harmony, you okay?” he sounded worried and yet gorgeous all the same

“Niall, hey, yeah I was just thinking.” I replied honestly

“Oh? Wanna talk about it? I’ve been told that I’m an amazin listener!”

Imangine me telling my small problems to Niall Horan! How many girls would kill to be me right now? But I opted to keep the conversation light, I wouldn’t want to weird him out off the bat.

“I’m sure you are but its okay really! Nothing important at all anyway!” I gave him a small smile

“Yeh sure? I mean it, if there’s anything at all I can try to help,,,”

“Nah, I’m fine really! Maybe next time I’ll let you pick my brain about it!”

Did I really just say next time? Who was I kidding other than myself?

“Alright, I’m gonna hold yeh to that! Come on inside, yer sister is ravin about you and how yer the best sister ever so all the guys are dyin to meet ya!” he said with a nudge.

I felt like I was dreaming! One Direction wants to meet me? On what planet is that reality? Oh, this one, this is real. I decided to suck it up and head on the bus as bravely as I could.

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Oh. My. God.

“H-Hello-Hi... I’m Harmony” my inner teen was crying but I was pretty composed so that was good!

“Hello Harmony, your sister here has told us so much about you! It’s great to meet you!” Harry said giving me his hand to shake

“Yeah apparently you’re the best sister in the world” Liam continued also shaking my hand

“Well I like her already! She’s got a wicked name and she managed to convince her mum to name her sister after one of our songs which takes balls and dedication. Let’s have a hug then luv” Louis blurted out before yanking me into hug

“Wait am I dreaming?! I just hugged Louis Tomlinson and shook Harry Styles’ and Liam Payne’s hands!” I squeaked out

“Haha! Harmony I thought you said that we needed to treat the boys like they are normal just like me and you?” Olivia reminded me giggling and doing some funny dance with Louis

“I know Liv I’m trying, thank you though.” I said sheepishly grinning

“Ah no need to be shy love!” Liam said attempting to be helpful

“Right, we’re just hanging out. Just relax, come sit on the couch with me” Harry said patting the seat next to him

“No funny business Styles, you’ll give ‘er a heart attack if yeh do something weird!” Niall shouted from near the door

“Oi! I don’t do weird things ever! We’re just sitting and having a conversation...” Harry replied “Soooooo Harmony.... I just have one question for you”

“Of course Harry! Anything! What do you wanna know?” I said a little more eager than I would have liked

“Your sister also mentioned...”

“HARRY STOP! We decided we wouldn’t!” Liam cut him off

“What’s he goin on about now?” Louis chimed in

“I NEVER AGREED TO ANYTHING! I Simply said I wouldn’t make her uncomfortable, she looks comfy on the couch does she not?”

“JUST ASK ME HAROLD!” I yelled above the bickering

They all looked at me

“Well... why don’t yeh like us?” Harry said

Uh oh

“But I do” I replied quickly

“Nuh uh Harmony! Don’t lie! Momma says its a sin!” Thank you Olivia

“I like you all as people!” I defended

“But you don’t like our music?” Liam asked

“Ugh Olivia I should beat you with a stick!” I sighed “Listen, I used to love your music and I still have very special and fond memories with your music but I thought you guys had really broken up when you went on your hiatus okay? And when you came back it just wasn’t the same! I can’t handle this pressure! I’m just gonna go back outside, Liv I’ll peep my head in when they have to go onstage.”

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I tried my hardest not to just bolt as soon as I got off that bus, the only thing keeping me glued was the fact that I was with my 9 year old sister who would never let me live peacefully if I decided that we needed to leave.

They sounded like they were having a great time probably joking around and being silly. I on the other hand was miserable again and freezing.... again.

Suddenly I heard the bus door open and shut and saw Harry coming over to where I was standing. Great. Time to get chewed out.

“Harry...”

“No Harmony, just listen for a second.”

I nodded allowing him to go on

“I’m so sorry...”

“What?”

“I shouldn’t have put you on the spot like tha’ an’ I feel terrible. We knew when we decided to take a break that some of our fans might leave us and I dunno why it still hurts but I’m sure you have your reasons and either way tha’s not what matters. You’re here and I’ve been really rude”

“Harry you’ve been wonderful! I feel horrible. I shouldn’t have come! I wouldn’t have come! I’m sorry. After tonight you won’t ever have to see me or hear from me again, I promise.” I have no clue how I was holding my tears for this long but I was proud of myself for doing so.

“Ah no no no love don’t say that...” he said wiping a runaway tear from my face “I’ve quite enjoyed getting to know you! ‘M glad yeh came! Please come back on the bus? The rest of the lads feel pretty gutted and I think Liam has developed a bit of a crush on yeh” he winked

I couldn’t help but laugh. Harry was far too charming for his own good.

“Alright Styles but only because I can only imagine what sort of influence you boys will have on my sister if I leave you all alone too long!” I said nudging his tummy

“Hey before you guys leave she’s gonna be a master prankster is Louis has his way!” He said holding the door open for me but grabbing my wrist before I walked on

“Yeah Harry?”

“I jus wanted to say thank you for bein honest. Its refreshing and I meant what I said about bein glad yeh came with Olivia. I really want to be friends okay?”

“I’m glad I came too Harry, I would love to be friends. Its been a memorable night.”

And as I said that my night became even more memorable when THE Harry Styles kissed my cheek before climbing on the bus.

I had no idea how I was supposed to think straight after that but I did have an idea of how much of a long night this was gonna be.

#one direction #one d #louis tomlinson #Niall Horan #Harry Styles #liam payne #fluffy #harry fluff #niall fluff

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