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satorusdiary · 1 year

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dilf!toji being your ex bf

fluff & angst + making up + cuddling + toji not being able to resist you when you look so fragile + toji forever loving you

part 2! - back in love !

You sent 1:03 am

hey, r u awake?

toji places the cigarette back down on the ashtray, looking at his phone slightly shocked. it’s been months since you and him have had contact, the split up that has happened to your relationship has left a strain in his heart.

why did you text him at this hour? and most importantly, why aren’t you asleep? toji knows how well your sleep schedule usually was.

his friends look at him concerned, the look on toji’s face confusing them even more compared to when he stopped smoking repeatedly just a few seconds ago.

“fushiguro, you good?” satoru questions, patting his friends shoulder as he looks over at his friends phone. he wasn’t able to get a look at the message before toji pulls the phone into a direction that wasn’t able to be seen.

“yeah.. jus’ lemme call someone real quick.” before the rest of his friends could protest, toji is up and walking over to an empty room in the apartment. taking a seat on the bed.

Toji sent 1:09 am

thought i told you to lose my number

now that’s something he wouldn’t text you, he immediately starting regretting sending that message the second you immediately read the message.

you were his sweet little girl. the young woman who he swore he was gonna marry, the one he swore to have kids with.

things were different when he realized how much his life would have an impact on you if you stayed with him.

what’s good about a sweet girl who has a bright future getting with a older man selling illegal substances, that could send him to jail for years and years.

yeah not good at all.

toji knew what’s best for you, and if it meant him not being with you then it was worth it.

because he loved you, and would do physically anything in his power for you to have the best in life.

You sent 1:09 am

i know, i just need someone to talk to rn. i’m sorry

his heart weeps, you still want his comfort even after he has completely broke you, and your relationship with him.

he should be in jail for just breaking you in general.

toji sighs, not knowing how to reply. he wants to comfort you, yet he wants to push you away from his life. push you away from the trouble and the dangers that could happen to you.

he thinks you have given up until you text him 3 minutes later.

You sent 1:12 am

can i call you, please toji?

he couldnt deny it. he just couldnt. his love for you was simply unbreakable even if you weren’t together anymore.

his friends out in the living room are most likely concerned and worried for toji, but that’s the least of his problems. he needs to know if you’re okay, if you’re hurt.

‘incoming call from Toji’

he swears his heart skips a beat when the call goes through.

toji is not one to get nervous. especially with anything in general. but when it came to you, everything comes crashing down. when it comes to you, toji is willing to do anything for you, because you were his girl. his love.

“..hi” your voice is shaky, it seems you’re nervous as well. could he blame you though? this was the first time in months he has actually spoke to you.

“hey.” he replies, hoping you wouldn’t notice the weak tone in his voice as he spoke.

there’s a moment of silence, and soft breathing from your end before toji speaks up.

“are you ok? why’d you call me.”

it’s harsh, his tone is harsh. your eyes begin watering, and you hope he doesn’t notice.

“i-i am just having trouble sleeping, that’s all. ‘wanted your company atleast to calm me down.” your tone has a small strain, as if you were crying for hours before you called him.

it was as if he was able to see your puffy eyes through the screen, he could just imagine it now.

“there’s something else, hm? c’mon tell me, y’know i won’t judge.” especially with you. is what he wanted to say as-well, but he couldn’t get to soft with you now. he couldn’t.

he hears a sniffle from your end, feeling his heart clench once more. as if his heart is dropping to the bottom of his stomach.

“okay.. t-truth is i usually sleep better with you ‘round. but since you’re gone, ‘ts been kinda rough. i just wanted to call you for once, to see if it would help..” you confessed, voice breaking down in between sentences.

toji has an urge to put you down, and hang up. but he couldn’t, how could he resist you? especially after everything he has put you through.

the bracelet on his wrist that has your initials come into his vision. you had made this for him when he was sick, he has never took it off ever since.

“y’want me to come over? not gonna make contact, jus’ gonna be there til you sleep.” he says calmly, he swore he could’ve heard you sigh in relief.

“mhmm, yes please..” you’re still polite, his sweet girl is still sweet around him. that’s what he misses with you.

“alright’ be there in 10. jus know i’m never doin this shit again, kay?” he says harshly, too harsh.

you sniffle again, he could tell your frowning and having tears drop on your phone screen. his heart strings get tugged, and he calms his weeping heart.

he’s hurt you once again.

the call ends before you could say anything else, and he’s out of the bedroom quickly taking his keys. his friends look at him concerned.

“yo, you good?” suguru comments, looking up at his friend who was ready to leave the apartment.

“where you going?” satoru also questions.

toji shakes his head, letting out a deep sigh as he turns to look at his of friends once again.

“gonna be gone for a bit, see ya tomorrow?” he waves them off, and goes out the door before they could reply, or ask anymore questions.

he knows he said he would be at your place by 10 minutes, but he ends up arriving in 5 minutes. quickly at your door step, knocking on the door gently.

just as he predicted, you open the door almost immediately.

when he looks at you, he swears he could break down then and there. on your door step.

your eyes are puffy, you’re wearing his hoodie that he “accidentally” left at your home, and there were dried tear stains on your puffy cheeks.

he wanted to kiss your cheeks badly, and cradle you in his arms. but he resisted.

thats before you crash into his arms, immediately breaking down. hugging him tightly as if he was going to disappear again.

toji breaks, he can’t handle the cold act around you any longer.

“y/n? what’s wrong baby? speak to me..” toji coo’s, his harsh tone disappeared. you automatically feel comfort from his nice tone, something you missed.

there he is, the sweet older boyfriend you have always missed. the man who was your home, your protector, your everything.

“‘missed you s’much toji. miss being with you and megumi, i-i can’t sleep without thinking about how i could’ve been better for you.” you stutter repeatedly.

it was no lie that megumi missed you as well. the boy who is only 3 years old can not go a night without asking where you were, if you were coming back to him without breaking down. because you made the little boy feel loved.

toji’s heart breaks, now he notices how selfish he has been. yes he was protecting you, but he also broke you so much. regret seeps into his body, he wraps his arms around you and hugs you tightly.

“‘s not your fault sweets, you were more than enough for me. c’mon, let’s go to bed.” he murmurs, picking you up bridal style and walks towards your bedroom. the door behind him shutting closed.

the photo of you both happily together was still on your night stand, toji’s heart breaks for the millionth time in the past hour.

his side of the bed was cold, as if you never slept on it. that’s because it felt wrong sleeping on that side, knowing it once belonged to him.

you continue crying as you’re placed on the bed, still in toji arms. he’s careful with you, placing kisses on your face and rubbing your body to give you his heat.

“i-i miss you.. s’much.” you repeat, looking up at him for the first time with clear sight. tears drying back on your cheeks.

he gives you a sad smile and kisses both of your cheeks, sticky with tears.

“i miss you more sweetheart, missed my little girl s’much.. ‘l’ll explain everythin to you tomorrow, kay?” he questions, caressing your cold cheek.

the smile you give him is sad, but could easily melt the coldness in his heart.

after you nod he places a kiss on your lips, before pulling you closer, your head on his chest while is head is rested on top of yours.

the night goes by, and your soft snores fill the room. toji’s eyes are still glued onto the photo of you both, looking so happy, so dumb and in love.

he is gonna make that happen again, only for you. he’d figure out everything else soon, his priority was now you.

“i love you, missed you more than anything. baby.” he whispers quietly, placing one last kiss to your temple before drifting off to sleep.

for the first time in months he is able to sleep with no bad feelings, or any nightmares.

that is because you’re by his side, by his side to push away all the bad thoughts. by his side to make him feel loved again.

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part 2 - back in love !

a/n: don’t mind typos pls, it’s like 3:47 am😭😭

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majestyjun · 10 days

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# shush !! p.js

sorry i needed him to shove his hands ** ** **** rn lol i am so not sane for jisung anymore

# nsfw + mdni, jisung tries to to fuck you quietly in his hotel room.

ah—ji–! less than subtle rustles of his sheets, long, slender fingers rushed to clasp over your lips as your eyes squeeze shut, trying to be quiet when his hand cups your drenched panties, jisung’s body draped over yours as he pressed you deeper into the hotel bed, god, who made hotel walls so fucking thin? and he’ll never hear the end of it, not with haechan on the other side, jisung can almost already hear his exaggerated mocking moans to tease him tomorrow, the only reminder keeping jisung from fucking you carelessly hard into his sheets.

fuck it, he’s not giving haechan a show. shhh, jisung whispers, his face buried in the crook of your neck as he kisses up your skin, teeth grazing until he finds your sweet spot, biting down and sucking a dark hickey as his fingers slip into your panties, your heated gasps and whines poorly muffled by palm over your lips.

fuck, it’s sinfully evil to have hands like his, shoved into your cute cunt, slowly pumping and curling in your soaked folds. spit wetting his hand messily with your cute drools and whimpers, pretty bruises littering your neck, jisung’s quiet, deep groans right against your ear, sending electricity down your spine with how fucking sinful he sounds, deep from his throat and raspy from after a concert.

ngh– ji, ‘m gonna—! your muffled cries slipping through, salaciously wet sounds of his fingers increasing his pace, cum f’ me, pretty, he whispers, husky and low on the verge of a growl, fuck, has you tearily sloppily coming undone, jisung’s bony fingers slipping out and coated with your juices, a dark smirk on his lips as he teasingly hangs his wet fingers in your sight.

no, ‘s embarrassing– you whimper, burying your face into the sheets and just peeking out enough to see his fingers dip into his lips, savoring your sweet taste as he licks them clean tantalizingly slow, intentional to make you flustered,,, it’s only you who can see this side of jisung, the dark hotel room and his glasses slightly fogged with his panting breathing, scent of sex heavy in your nose, and his soft lips wrapped around his wet fingers.

—

f-fuck, s’ fucking tight, jisung pants, burying his face into your shoulder, gritting his teeth to resist a moan, his hand so wet with your spit as your muffled cries are trapped by his palm, sweat wetting his hair into messy strands as he pushes in just the tip, just the tip of his fucking massive cock, flushed red with need and laced with a prominent vein. shit, ‘s like i didn’t fuck you on my fingers enough–ngh,,, your fingers desperately clinging to the sheets, tears spilling over your lashes as your eyes clench shut, painfully good stretch driving you mad with pleasure, god, why’s he so big?

and inch by inch until he’s fully sheathed in your pretty cunt, a string of drool hanging from his plump lower lip to the bite on your shoulder, your hand reaching to press his harder against your lips to resist the muffled moans slipping through as his hips slam into yours, ‘s a lewd view like this that makes him insane for you,, when your hair’s a mess, pretty body trapped beneath his, so completely under his control to shut up your voice, burying his thick cock into your tight pussy with lewd, loud slaps of skin and squelches of arousal, his bites on your neck and shoulder, hickeys splotchy and all his, it’s a mess jisung adores.

sloppy thrusts, his tip kissing your cervix, the sudden whines and clench of your cunt as you cum hard in a crying mess into his hand, hips pushing back to meet his, fuck, ‘m gonna cum,, jisung pants, ‘m gonna fill you up, pussy’s all mine from inside, yeah? his thrusts sloppier by the second, his words eliciting a pretty, muffled whimper from your lips, ji, fill m-me up, want it inside–! and jisung’s more than willing, his thick load of love released into your swollen cunt as he lets out a loud moan, deep, raspy, breathy with lewd pleasure before he can stop himself, cute cunt milking him of his cum a little too good for him to handle, god, he could just fucking breed you up if your pussy wants it so bad—

and your gasps for air as he releases your lips from his grasp, only for him to thrust hard, eliciting a cry of his name, w-wait, jisung—ah! fuck it, baby, jisung mutters, ‘m not done with you, fuck who hears.

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that fucker, haechan groans as he rolls his eyes, a taunting glint in his dark gaze, tinged with annoyance, shifting in his bed. his fingers reaching for his phone, a smirk on his lips as he presses record before reaching into his sweats.

#yeah i had to write smth for ji or else i was going to cry okay LOL #jisung smut #nct smut #nct dream smut #nct hard thoughts #nct hard hours #nct jisung smut

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