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writing-gifts · 3 years

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both sides of the viewfinder chp. 4

adult film star!bruno x afab!reader (they are also gn)

18+ content!!

chapter 1 || chapter 2 || chapter 3 || chapter 4

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A/N: i was not quicker with the next update lol, but im tired of reading over it so gonna just throw it out there now since im mostly happy with it!

anyways, resort time babeyyy 😎

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You try not to show it but you're filled with excitement. You've never been to a resort and Bruno had offered to pay for your expenses. Of course you were only willing to let him pay half (which was the lowest you could get him to go).

The two of you had been playing a game of sorts ever since your little session in the dressing room. Even though the both of you wanted to finish what you started, you had wordlessly decided to see how long the other would last before giving in. You couldn't really call it romantic but you did know there was lust involved--a lot.

The game had honestly made you quite bold and taught you some patience. Of course you still had some close calls though, and filming Bruno at work had made it that much harder for you. It wasn't fair and you made sure to let the man know this, but he just coyly smiled and told you he was ready to go whenever you were.

You drop your luggage in front of the bed you and Bruno would be sharing for the next week. At first, you assumed you would both be in separate rooms since you weren't an actual item, but Bruno wasn't having any of it which you were glad for. You wanted to get as much alone time as you could with him during this vacation.

You get closer to the sliding glass doors that lead to the balcony. The location was perfect and you had a nice view of the beach from here. You had never seen such blue water or white sand. And you could already feel yourself sprawled out on a towel next to a shirtless Bruno.

"Like the view?" Bruno asks, pulling you from your thoughts.

You nod. "This is great! Thank you again for inviting me."

"Of course. I didn't want to go a whole week without seeing you."

You try to force down the smile that appears on your face in response but it's obvious and you know Bruno already saw it.

He smiles, reaches out and places a gentle hand on your cheek. However, you close your eyes to avoid his very intense and persuading gaze.

"Gonna have to try harder than that," you say under breath as you turn back to the balcony.

"...I didn't expect you to last this long. You've definitely proved me wrong."

"And I'm going to win too." You stick out your tongue.

Bruno smirks but says nothing more before going to unpack his luggage. You eventually pull yourself away from the view to do the same.

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You lay on your back, sunglasses on your face as you let the sun warm you. You were still pretty full from brunch and any moment now you expected to fall asleep. 'Til then, you watch Irene, Eli and Jocelyn goofing off in the water and sand.

The group decided to start the day together off at the beach. Which was perfect because today was going to be about relaxation, at least for you anyways. You all had time to get rowdy later if you wanted to anyways.

"____?"

You turn your head to look at Bruno who currently lays on his front. His sun hat sits on the back of his head to keep that part of him shaded.

"If you don't mind, can you put sunscreen on me? It's been awhile since I last did."

"Sure," you say. You should probably put some on too when you're done.

You walk on your knees to grab the bottle out of Bruno's bag and then crawl your way over to him.

You couldn't help but take a moment to admire his tanned back. The muscles along it were a lovely sight and of course being the horny bastard that you are, your eyes drift down towards his ass. He had a cute butt that you had seen many times but still weren't tired of.

You suddenly remember a scene where Bruno was getting railed and need to take a moment to calm down.

Maybe one day…

"Hello?" Bruno pulls you from your inappropriate imaginings.

"Right, right--sunscreen."

You scooch up next to him and move to place your knees on either side of his hips so you can sit on his upper thighs.

Bruno looks over his shoulder at you with a raised brow, causing his hat to fall off, but you smile innocently.

"Relax," you say.

He squints but lays his head back on his arms.

Once you squeeze and rub the cool, sweet smelling cream on your hands you bring them to his shoulders. You spread the cream following the lines of his muscles on his upper back before sliding lower.

You spend a little more time on his lower back then you should, and the dimples that rest above his ass get special attention.

The man's hips shift oh so slightly and you look up and see that his eye is closed and his brow furrowed.

You scoot up and lean forward. "I could do your front too," you whisper in his ear.

"We are in public."

You jolt at the gruff voice a small distance away. Sitting up, you see Abbacchio scowling at the two of you from the giant parasol he's sitting under.

You sigh but move off Bruno before the goth kills you with his glare.

"You're right. Sorry," Bruno says.

You weren't sorry but nod anyways. It's not like you two were doing anything that obvious. Just some teasing. And there was barely anyone outside your friend group out here!

"Just keep it out of my sight." Abbacchio taps the airpods in his ear before returning his attention to the ocean.

After you all get your fill of the beach, which goes well into the evening, it's time to get ready for dinner.

Since it was the first official day of your vacation you all want something more casual but still on the expensive side. So you all eventually decide on Korean BBQ.

"I'm just glad you two didn't try to fuck each other on the beach," Irene says. "Even if it would have been fun to watch…"

Okay so maybe you weren't as discrete as you thought. Abbacchio throws an unimpressed look directly at you and Bruno, but you choose to ignore it.

"I was just putting sunscreen on him I swear…"

Eli smirks at you. "This picture says otherwise."

Your brows raise when they show you and Bruno the image on their phone.

Your cheeks go hot and you look down at your plate. "Why did you even take a picture of that?"

"Memories!"

Jocelyn barks out a laugh. "You have a weird taste in memories cause that's the last thing I'd want to remember!"

You roll your eyes but you know it was in good fun. Bruno seems mildly amused anyways.

Not willing to entertain the topic any further, you pick up a piece of grilled pork from your plate. As you bring it to your mouth, you feel Bruno's leg brush against yours.

You peak over at him but he seems to be completely invested in a conversation with Abbacchio.

You assume it's an accident until you feel him do it again along with resting his hand on your upper leg. His fingers gently squeeze your inner thigh before rubbing the area with his thumb.

You continue eating your food as if it has no affect on you. It takes a lot of will power though as he continues his caresses throughout the whole dinner.

Afterwards, the group splits off. Jocelyn and Irene head to a club, Eli to the casino (Jocelyn made sure to put a limit on the money they could blow) and Abbacchio to the bar. You and Bruno decide to head to your room, obviously not in the mood to go anywhere else tonight.

When you reach your room, you both get ready for bed acting as if you don't want to fuck each other.

You crawl next to Bruno on the bed once you're done with the bathroom.

"I'm not tired yet…" you say

"Me neither."

"I guess we could watch a movie or show. There has to be something we both like on Netflix."

You pick up the remote for the TV and make your way to Netflix and start scrolling through the options on the front page.

"What type of stuff do you like to watch anyways?" you ask.

"Romance works."

"You probably watch the explicit type of romance," you joke.

Bruno's eyes widen slightly and you surmise that you guessed right. Either that or he was weirded out by your statement and that seemed very unlikely.

You smile amused. "Well I guess we could watch something like that then!"

Once you both finally settle on something, you get comfortable and lean against Bruno.

The movie wasn't really that great and every sex scene that happened made you cringe but it was at least kind of entertaining. Still, you were starting to get bored and were still horny from all the nonsense you and Bruno had been up to the last several days.

So in a moment of weakness you place your hand on Bruno's thigh. He looks at you expectantly but you do nothing more.

You want to look at him properly to see his expression but you need 100% focus or you would break. So you keep your eyes on the TV as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. If you were lucky this would somehow bring your game to a close and the two of you could do something more exciting.

Bruno says your name under his breath, but you simply hum. Enduring that dinner was proof of your will and you believe you could keep this up all night if needed. (But that was the last thing you were hoping for.)

Suddenly, you feel a warm hand on top of yours.

Bruno guides your hand further up his thigh. "Please…"

"Huh?" You fake the confusion in your voice.

"Let's end this game."

"Oh...so that means I win?"

"Yes you win, just please touch me."

You smirk and move to kneel a small distance in front of him. "That was so easy!" You were thoroughly going to enjoy this.

When he sees you're not getting closer it prompts him to scooch forward on the bed, but before he can touch you, you push him down on his back and crawl on top. There's a slightly stunned look on his face but it quickly changes to one of anticipation.

You line your chest with Bruno's and lean down for a kiss which he returns enthusiastically.

"I never thought I'd enjoy losing this much...." he murmurs against your lips.

You smirk and continue your kisses down his cheek. Your hands find their way under his shirt and slowly explore the span of his abdomen and chest. He softly sighs when you begin sucking at the skin between his neck and shoulder and your hands squeeze him in response.

When you hear Bruno's breathing become slightly heavier you sit up and remove his shirt. You'd seen his body many times in all sorts of positions but you still take a second to appreciate his toned torso.

You press kisses to his chest and let your hands run down his sides enjoying how he just barely reacts under your fingertips. You stop at his hips, and your thumbs trace back and forth along his hip bones. Your tongue brushes against Bruno's nipple, and you feel him tense under your hands.

You move back to sit on his pelvis and immediately feel his cock through his pants. Bruno gently rocks his hips against your ass, and you entertain the motion by pressing down yourself.

His hands grab your hips, but before he can get too carried away you pull your ass off him. He ends up humping the air and lets out a sigh of frustration. His tune changes quickly though when he sees you move down between his legs.

"I'm not really feeling like I lost anything…"

You gently rub at his hard bulge through his pajama pants. "Well guess I'm just that generous. But at the same time I feel like I'm going too easy on you now."

"Please don't make me wait any longer ____."

You look up and the man's cheeks are flushed and he seems a little dazed, but he doesn't take his eyes off you. Seeing the usually controlled actor look at you this way has your stomach flipping.

"I didn't expect you to be so impatient," you say.

"I suppose you just have this effect on me..."

Smiling to yourself, you pull his pants down and are surprised by a pair of fancy panties.

You raise a brow at him. "...You already knew how tonight was going to end, huh?"

You carefully pull the satin fabric down before licking a slow stripe up his cock. The smug look on Bruno's face is immediately wiped away.

You wrap your hand around his twitching member and press your lips against the tip. He lets out a low hum, and your tongue licks against the slit before your mouth wraps around his sensitive head.

Whenever Bruno tries to move his hips you force them down and continue with your teasing touches along his cock. But eventually you decide to stop messing with him and fully take him into your mouth.

His eyes flutter shut. "Hmm, that feels amazing amore."

Even though he was finally in your mouth you move achingly slow and you can tell he wants you to go faster. And he makes it quite clear.

You let up a bit but mostly keep at driving him crazy. Your hand starts to knead at his balls and you immediately feel him twitching in your mouth.

"____. You're--"

You pull off.

Once Bruno realizes what just happened he deadpans at you. You laugh at his expression and he sits up with a sigh.

"Okay you had your fun, time to lay back."

You raise a brow at him.

Bruno begins stripping himself completely of his clothes. "You're the winner, right? Let me treat you."

Perhaps he had a point, and you didn't really have a problem with letting him takeover. This time.

Before you can think of taking your own clothes off, Bruno's doing it for you. His thumbs hook in the band of your pants and pull them down for you.

"...No underwear?" he asks.

You shrug and remove your shirt in an attempt to prevent yourself from laughing. "Guess you weren't the only one planning on ending this tonight."

Once you're done, you lay down and Bruno settles next to you. He places his hand on your lower stomach and brings his face close to yours. You immediately get caught in his blue eyes. It's not fair that he gets to be so handsome.

His finger easily pushes past your wet entrance while his thumb rubs gentle circles against your clit. Another finger is soon added and he begins to thrust his fingers slowly into you. When he crooks them against your walls you have a hard time holding back the noises you want to make.

"A-Are you gonna get me back for teasing you?" you ask. It would be deserved, but you hope he didn't. You hadn't realized how worked up you were until Bruno started touching you.

"Another time. I don't want to wait any longer."

He removes his fingers and gets himself situated on top of you. Once his hips are comfortably between your legs, you drag a finger along his cock before grabbing and lining it with your entrance. Finally after all the games you could both get some relief.

The moment Bruno feels himself against your entrance he presses in letting you take him slowly, inch by inch. When he's fully in, you sigh and slightly wiggle your hips. One of your legs hook around his waist and you place your arms around his neck. He keeps his eyes on yours as he pulls back before pressing in again and starting a nice and comfortable rhythm.

Your hand plays at the soft hairs at the nape of his neck before properly tangling into his locks. You pull and his lips part, a perfect moan falling from them. His hips thrust against you particularly hard forcing a groan out of you.

You smirk a bit. "Never get tired of that…"

Your fingers massage his scalp before you guide his face close to yours. Your lips join and he quickly presses his tongue into your mouth.

Just as you're really enjoying the kiss, he ends it. But before you can pout he pulls you close against him. His thrusts begin to speed up and his moans are muffled by the side of your face.

You always loved Bruno's moans when you were filming him but something about his current ones were different--so desperate and wanting. They had you clenching on his cock.

His hand snakes down between you two and your eyes fall shut as he rubs your clit. Your breath hitches when you feel him nip your ear.

Bruno hums. "You feel amazing...I feel like I could do this for hours."

You mumble something unintelligible under your breath in reply, not even sure what it you said until you start moaning out Bruno's name. Your back arches and your legs tighten around his waist to keep his hips in place as you come.

Bruno nuzzles against your neck and once your legs relax he continues thrusting.

"You came on my cock so well...ah, just a little more--"

His hips begin to stutter and he calls out your name. You press your lips to his temple and move your hips to help him along. His body tenses before he pulls out and comes onto your stomach.

Bruno's hips rock against you as he comes down and soon his body relaxes against yours. He doesn't seem to mind the mess he's making. His nose brushes against your cheek before you feel a kiss.

After some silence you yawn."...We should do this more often."

He stops peppering kisses on your neck and places an arm over your torso. "Agreed. In fact, we can start again in 5 minutes after I clean us off."

You gawk a bit at him. "Don't you get tired?"

"I do, that's why I said 5 minutes."

You scoff but end up grinning instead. "Well...it's not like we're going anywhere for awhile."

#bruno buccellati x reader #bruno x reader #bruno bucciarati x reader #they should smashed on the beach for the aesthetic or whatever lol #that can be another chapter if i ever get energy to write smut again #jjba x reader #reader insert #n$fw #not sfw

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egyptienneallure · 3 years

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Hi is the Omar-Edvin PR anon. Please know this not an attack and I want and adore Omar- Edvin friendship to exist as much as the next person but I also think we need to be critical of it is potrayed too. I agree they seem to care about each other and genuinely like each other, no denying that. However, after they realised how much us fans love it, I am left to question their each interaction as something genuine or done to pander to the fans (to certain extent) because they know we love it. Especially now since they have blown up and have a second season - they NEED to show they have a good rapport because it sells the show too.

As for the Hillershka Choir thing, I feel Netflix placed Edvin specifically seperate from rest of the cast members ( you can see in the video they are all on sidelines as Omar walks in and does his little wave) before his performance that they could capture the iconic hug as promo material. Very tiny example of how such things are orchestrated for consumption.

For them being friends with each others friends. Well, Joel ( Omar's best friend) knew Edvin from before. They have liked and commented on each others posts from 2018 and I think Wilma ( Edvin's best friend) was already friends with Hugo ( another of Omar's friends) so it would be easy mix if you have a few common friends. As well Felicia who was on YR too.

They do seem to have chemistry but that wouldn't depend on their offscreen relationship. Sara (IC) talked about how easy it is if co stars have chemistry but she emphasis that as professionals their job is make it happen on screen if it doesn't exist. We do know a lot of examples of actors who had great onscreen chemistry but didn't really like each other that well off screen.

Anyway, we can speculate only the both of them know the truth and I hope they are good friends and remain so cause their interactions are comforting and make me happy. But I also want to make sure, that we as Fandom don't demand it ( as Twitter/insta stans do) so much so that they have to pander or put every time they are together because I feel their friendship will not remain authentic or have space to grow deeper if the Fandom attitude continues.

I don't know if I explained it properly but thank you for reading this.

of course i understand, thank you for sharing! i agree with you on that extent - that they definitely are close and genuine but it is beneficial for promotion to show their friendship. and that some of it done for the benefit of promotion. ok so this got so long im sorry, i'll put the rest of my response under read more ...

i don't think we need to question every interaction though - even if they've been told to play it up for pr, that doesn't necessarily mean the interaction is not genuine? i mean it's not like netflix told edvin hey find an art piece that looks like omar at the art gallery in berlin and take a picture? they still don't tell them exactly what to post or say you know. because they are close friends, their interactions can still be genuine even if encouraged for pr.

oh 100%, i agree with you about the Hillerska choir thing. I mean that was obviously professionally filmed for the audience. ok im gonna embarrass myself here and say i didn't even notice the other cast members even though i've watched that performance multiple times. i do still think edvin was very genuinely excited about the performance though. also omar has shared his unreleased songs with edvin :')

oh thats so random how edvin knew joel from before and wilma knew hugo? do you have any more info about that? from what i knew i thought they didn't really have common circles, yk since omar was always in the music world and edvin in the acting world? I don't think that edvin and joel were close though - otherwise edvin and omar would've known each other before YR?

alsoooo there is nurbo and edvin - they both comment on each other's posts - what benefit for PR is it for omar's random friend (srry nurbo 😅) to comment on edvin's photos?

i get your POV on chemistry, but i still think that their chemistry is part of what made wilhelm x simon's chemistry come across so special. like Sara said - they can still make it happen on screen, but i don't think it would have been as special. i feel the same way about kurt and blaine on glee - they wouldn't have come across so well if chris colfer and darren criss didn't have wonderful chemistry together.

i love your last point so much! i think as a fandom, as much as we enjoy and love their friendship, we shouldn't put pressure and expectations on it, or idealise it too much. people are always talking about how it's not right to ship them because it could ruin their friendship, but we don't seem to realise that being overly involved in their platonic relationship could also potentially be harmful...

thank you for your message! <3

#young royals #edvin ryding #omar rudberg #asks #i lied im tagging this as YR cuz it got kinda interesting #at least to me #hahaha

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motherjoel · 4 years

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Leading Lady (Spencer Reid x Reader)

chapter five- multitude of realizations

wc: 3.2k

summary: you realize your true feelings for Spencer

a/n: hope yall like! this is one of my fav chapters haha

chapter index: chapter 1, chapter 2, chapter 3, chapter 4

As you walked back into your dressing room, you couldn’t help the smile on your face. Sure, there was a murderer after you, but this crush you had on Spencer was honestly just as exhilarating. You had come to terms with the fact that you had a crush on him when you were watching Gilmore Girls earlier on Netflix and he was making commentary on the characters and the books Rory was reading. When he spoke, you were more interested in what he had to say than in the actual show. Although the two of you had only known each other for a couple days, spending all of your time with him had bonded the two of you in a way you hadn’t experienced in months. Once inside the dressing room, you made small talk with your fellow cast members.

“So, Y/N, when are you and Matt gonna hook up? I’m getting bored, I need a showmance,” said Caroline, the actress who played Fantine.

“Ah, I’m sorry but the Y/N ship has sailed! I’m actually seeing someone now,” you said with a smile, the words feeling genuine.

“Oh my gosh. Spill!” yelled Caroline.

“Well, his name's Spencer,” you shyly told her and the gathering crowd of your female castmates. “He’s staying with me for a little bit while he’s in town, he’s actually here tonight!” you told them as they squealed.

“We have to be introduced!” Caroline shouted, and you laughed.

“Okay, okay! I’ll point him out to you during mic check but that's all until after rehearsal,” you said with a grin before sitting down at your mirror and beginning the makeup and hair process.

After finishing getting ready, you headed out to the stage for mic check. You waited for a couple minutes with the girls, pointing out Spencer for them to gawk at and whisper to each other while he was mindlessly focused on a thick book. As if he felt the prying eyes of your cast, he looked up and shot you a smile and an awkward wave before focusing back on his book. A few minutes later, Matt walked on stage, slightly out of breath and not in his costume. You could overhear him talking to your director, apologizing for his lateness. Once he noticed you he greeted you with a tight smile and walked over to you, the girls whispering on the other side of the stage, still pointing at Spencer.

“So, a boyfriend, huh? Didn’t think our Y/N could pull it off,” Matt said in a teasing way.

“Wow, news gets around here pretty fast,” you replied, looking up again to Spencer at the back of the auditorium to see he was already looking at you. He seemed a little off… you didn't want to assume he was jealous but you were talking to your cute costar so maybe he was just getting a little too deep into his role of boyfriend. Your exchange with Matt was brief, your director wanted to get the show started as soon as possible. Once John called for places, you snuck back around through the lobby to sit with Spencer. You sat down next to him and he greeted you with a smile.

“Hey Spence, sorry that took a little longer than expected, our Marius was a little late,” you explained. You noticed he didn’t reply- he was just looking at you with a goofy smile. “What?” you asked.

“O-oh I’m sorry, it's nothing,” he said, a blush creeping on his face. “It’s just, not many people call me Spence,” he confessed.

“Oh! I’m sorry, did you not want me to call you that? It’s okay I can jus-” he cut you off.

“No! No, it's really fine. I… like it,” he said, looking down and twiddling his thumbs. As the pit orchestra began to play the opening number you settled into your seat with a smile on your face. The two of you watched the first couple songs, Spence occasionally whispering facts about the history of France in your ear and each time he did you smiled and nodded, occasionally asking questions but mostly just basking in the moment. You noticed that you had to go on soon so you excused yourself and ran into the lobby to head back to your dressing room.

Once you got inside you rushed to make sure you were ready to go on. As you frantically checked your makeup and looked for props, Caroline, who’s character had already died, started to talk to you.

“Girl, that boy is in love with you already,” she said, focused on the bag of chips in her lap. This made you stop everything you were doing.

“Im sorry. What?” you asked, not sure if you were hearing her right.

“I said what I said! Let me tell you, while I was trying to die on stage, I kept getting distracted by the two of you being all cute back there! The way he looks at you… i’ll just say, if someone looked at me like that, I wouldn’t let them go,” she said nonchalantly. Obviously she didn’t know that Spencer sharing your feelings was news to you. You couldn’t deny the chemistry, but you thought you were just imagining his lingering glances and soft smiles. It excited you as much as discouraged you, though. Falling for one of the FBI agents in charge of your case just wasn't right! And if he were to reciprocate those feelings, he could get in trouble at work and that was the last thing you wanted. You didn’t have much time to dwell on this, however, because you were about to go on stage.

As you acted and sang your heart out, you kept taking glances to see Spencer’s smiling face in the back of the auditorium. As your biggest song, On My Own was coming up, your nerves picked up a little bit- it was your moment alone on the stage and you couldn’t help it. As the opening notes began to play, you took a deep breath and sang.

And now I'm all alone again

Nowhere to go, no one to turn to

Without a home, without a friend

Without a face to say hello to

And now the night is near

and now I can make-believe he's here

You always resonated with these lyrics. You often felt very alone and it was difficult for you to open up to others. That was, until Spencer came along.

On my own, pretending he's beside me

All alone, I walk with him 'til morning

Without him, I feel his arms around me

And when I lose my way I close my eyes and he has found me

When you and Logan, your ex that you used to live with, broke up, you felt really hopeless. You tried not to let a man decide your happiness, but the two of you were long term and he had helped you through your father's passing. When he moved out, every waking moment was spent missing him.

And I know, it's only in my mind

That I'm talking to myself, and not to him

And although, I know that he is blind

Still I say there's a way for us

There was no way that someone like Spencer liked you. You didn’t feel worthy of it. You didn’t think you deserved to be loved, much less even liked, but even you couldn’t deny that there was chemistry

I love him, but when the night is over

He is gone, the river's just a river

Without him, the world around me changes

The trees are bare and everywhere the streets are full of strangers

That feeling of comfort that you had grown accustomed to around Logan returned when Spencer started to sleep on your couch. You didn’t believe in love at first sight, but this wasn’t that. It was an opportunity for a deep connection, something that you wanted to build on. Not some cringey story about mommy and daddy meeting eyes across the room and falling right then and there. Sure, Spencer was pretty much just your type looks-wise, but when you talked to him you just appreciated him as a person.

I love him, but every day I'm learning

All my life, I've only been pretending

Without me, his world will go on turning

The world is full of happiness that I have never known

You were over Logan. You didn’t realize until now that you had been sulking the past few months because of him, but there was a new light in your life. As you began to sing the last few lines, you made direct eye contact with Spencer, tears brimming in your eyes. These tears were real, caused by a multitude of realizations.

I love him

But only on my own

Shit. You really liked him.

After what felt like years, you had changed back into your clothes and took off your makeup, anxious to see Spencer and to hear his opinion on the show. You were trying to slyly sneak out of the dressing room before Caroline grabbed your shoulder and whipped you around. You sighed, knowing what was about to happen.

“You’re not getting off this easy! You said I could meet your new beau and I'm not leaving until I do!” she said with a smirk. You sighed, anxious at this being the first time you and Spencer really have to put on an act as “lovers”.

“Fine fine, just come on,” you sighed, leading her to the lobby where Spencer was waiting with his book in his hand, facing the opposite direction and talking to someone. Talking to… Matt. Oh jeez. You picked up your pace so you could greet Spencer, tapping him on the shoulder. He whipped around and when he saw you, his face broke into a joyful smile.

“Hey! You were amazing!” he exclaimed as he pulled you into a hug, genuinely excited. This surprised you but it didn’t take long to melt into it. Matt cleared his throat next to you and you let Spence go with a blush.

“Sorry. Spencer, this is Caroline. She plays Fantine,” you introduced the two. Spencer waved hello, not making a move to shake her hand. You wondered why, but you ignored it.

“You were really great too!” he told her.

“Thank you! So, this is the famous Spencer, huh? Y/N was telling us all of the hot goss about you two,” she said with a smirk.

“Hot goss?” Spencer said with an inquisitive look, you elbowed Caroline in the ribs.

“Uh, anyways we should get going,” you said, trying to usher Spencer out the door.

“Hey hey hey, not so fast!” said Matt, you cursed at him under your breath. “Our Y/N finally gets a boyfriend and we don’t even get to see them kiss?” he asks, a bit of a harsh edge to his voice. You didn’t think he was mad or jealous at first but this behavior was a little weird.

“Now why do we need to do that?” you asked with a harsh tone, Spencer tensing up beside you. You felt bad that he was in this position.

“I mean.... I kinda wanna see it too…” said Caroline, you elbowed her again. Spencer leaned down next to your ear.

“Y/N, it's okay. Kissing is actually safer than giving someone a handshake, the amount of pathogens that pass is staggering,” he whispered. This spouting of facts only made you want to kiss him more, but you really didn’t want to make him feel weird.

You sighed and turned to face Spencer, placing a hand on his cheek as he leaned down. You felt really guilty, you couldn’t believe that your first kiss with Spencer wasn’t even real or voluntary, but you didn’t want to seem suspicious. He closed the final inches between you two and you both shut your eyes, savoring the few moments your lips were together. He melted under your touch and it seemed like the world stopped spinning for a few seconds. You pulled away and looked him in the eyes, a soft smile on his lips as he straightened out. You had a goofy smile too before realizing your anger for the two dummies next to you.

“Happy?” you asked them harshly before grabbing his hand and leading him into the cool outdoors. No matter the temperature outside, your face was burning.

“I am soooo sorry, they're so annoying and i jus-,” you begin to profusely apologize before he cuts you off.

“Y/N, it's okay! R-really. I knew that pretending to be your boyfriend might lead to something like this,” he reassured you, slightly nervously. You sighed in relief and the two of you silently began your walk home, both trying to hide the smiles creeping on your faces.

You unlocked your door while laughing at a joke Spencer was telling about existentialists and lightbulbs. Honestly, it kinda went over your head but his pure joy after telling the punchline was enough to make you smile.

“Thanks,” he said, looking down. You were confused.

“For what?” you said, still smiling at his joke.

“For laughing at my joke. The last time I told it, all I got was silence and looks of confusion,” he said, embarrassed. “B-but, if it makes you laugh, I know it's good,” he said, more quietly. Your heart could burst.

“Well, no problem. And, hey, if this whole FBI thing doesn’t work out, at least you know you have a career in comedy!” you joked, and he laughed, accidentally knocking your script off the table. The two of you bent down to get it at the same time, hands brushing. You apologized to each other and laughed it off, before Spencer just grabbed it. You both stood up as he placed it on the table. You stood in silence for a minute, both contemplating that moment, but it didn’t last for long once you heard the familiar sound of Spencer’s phone ringing.

“What's going on Morgan?” he asked after picking up his phone. As he listened to Morgan talk, you could tell that he wasn’t saying ‘Great news Reid! We caught the crazy guy! Now go sweep Y/N off her feet!.’ In fact, as Spencer’s face fell, you could tell it was the exact opposite. He hung up the phone and began pacing around your small apartment.

“What is it, what's going on?” you asked, panic rising as you followed his pacing.

“There's been another victim. I need to get down to the station, it's pretty late so I can try to get someone to stay here with you, let me just ca-” you cut him off.

“I don’t mind coming with you to the station, I might be able to help,” you offered, already grabbing your purse.

“Are you sure? We might be there for a while,” he warned.

“As long as you guys have a coffee machine, i'll be golden,” you smiled, despite the situation. He nodded and grabbed his messenger bag filled with files and stormed out the door, you followed him down to the car. Wordlessly, he hopped into the driver's seat, you in the passengers and the two of you sped off to the station.

You entered the station and were greeted with the expected hustle and bustle. You were glad for some familiar faces, though. Morgan walked over to greet you two, looking surprised but glad to see that you had come along too.

“Hey guys. Good to see you, Y/N,” Morgan said, resting a hand on your shoulder. You felt Spence stiffen besides you, but you brushed it off. “Reid, Hotch needs you to look at some crime scene photos with him and Prentiss. Y/N, would it be okay if you talked with JJ and Garcia on video chat in the break room? She’s gonna do some background checks on anybody you came into contact with recently. We’ve looked at everything, we’re willing to do anything at this point,” he said, seemingly desperate.

“Of course, anything to help,” you smiled, waving goodbye to Spencer before heading to the break room where JJ was talking with Garcia already on video chat.

“Well there's our favorite thespian!” said Garcia through the screen, you could hear her smile.

“Hey Pen,” you laughed and sat down across from JJ.

“How was your rehearsal?” JJ asked. You couldn’t help but smile, thinking about your “exchange” with Spencer.

“It was… good. Really good,” you told them, honestly.

“Hmmm.., it seems like there's something you're not telling us,” hinted Penelope. It was incredible how these people could so easily read you already, and Pen wasn’t even a profiler. You had felt immediately connected to them, though, so you didn’t mind it.

“Ugh, okay. Don’t freak out, or at least let me explain before you freak out, but… Spence and I… kissed,” you confessed. JJ looked shocked, Garcia was already begging for details.

“Listen! It was because of the cover we have going, I told my castmates that he was my boyfriend and this one guy basically demanded that we kiss and I didn’t wanna seem suspicious, so…” you trailed off. JJ’s surprised face morphed into a big smile.

“Um, okay! First of all, kinda icky that that guy forced you to kiss, but besides that… how was it?!” Garcia asked, with even more energy if possible.

“I don’t know! It was… just for the cover. But, it was nice,” you blushed and the girls squealed. You continued, “I don’t know, Spencer’s just really great and I've only known him a couple days. I felt bad that he had to kiss me,” you confessed, still feeling a little guilty.

“I’m sure he didn’t mind the kiss from a pretty girl, especially if it was you,” said JJ.

“What do you mean, especially if it was me?” you asked, and JJ looked like she didn’t mean to say that.

“Ugh, okay I shouldn’t be telling you this, but I have a feeling Spence is crushing on you,” JJ told you, your mouth was agape.

“Y/N how could he not! You’re gorg, talented, and a damsel in distress! I mean you're a strong independent woman who doesn’t need a man, but guys go nuts for that savior stuff,” Garcia explained and you laughed.

“I guess that's good,” you said, your smile faltering slightly. “It’s not like we can really do anything about it, though. I mean, wouldn’t he get in trouble or something?” you asked.

“Maybe, but we’re always rooting for his happiness, and you might be it. We wouldn’t want to get in the way of that,” JJ said, sweetly. You had to take a minute to process this. Once you had, you decided to move on to the background checks, forgoing the gossip for now.

The background checks had taken a couple hours, especially because of the occasional gossip break, but everyone you mentioned seemed to be clean. Exhausted, you found an empty desk and curled up onto the chair, resting your head in your arms on the desk. You were drifting off to sleep, almost unconscious when you felt the warmth of a sweater on your back and a kiss on your head.

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bedtimebrain · 3 years

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EXO KAI: Detective Gone Wrong P2

Characters: JonginxYou

You came to know Jongin by accident, but have no clue he’s EXO’s Kai. And when you found out....

Part 1 Part 3

Your text messages with Jongki didn’t just stop there after that night. You guys texted frequently, on and off work. Though neither of you always replied instantly, the conversation kept going.

Jongki seems to have really long working hours occasionally. You were still not sure what kind of job he does, he seems to be doing a variety of things during his working hours, and even travels around sometimes.

You came to a weak conclusion that he might be a fitness trainer for those rich family wives, which explains why he would need to go to the gym during his working hours and his nice body. You decided to tell him you wild Guess tonight when you go over.

‘Jongki oppa!’ You knocked on his door and shouted excitedly.

‘annyeong Y/N!’

‘I came with food bribes to use your TV! Ginseng chicken soup!’ You presented the thermal pot to him at the door removed your shoes

‘Anyway it’s meant for you, i already ate some at home before coming over. I mean it’s almost 9pm, I’m sorry I couldn’t wait to eat w you’ you added

‘Gumawo, this food bribe is more than what I expected, haha. I’m gna eat on the dining table, just use the TV’

‘Woohoo!’ You cheered and speeded over to his sofa and switched on his TV while he set his dining table.

‘Oppa! You have Netflix? I’m gna use it ok!’

Seeing how excited you are he couldn’t help but laugh.

‘Omo 100 days my prince. My friend loves this show, she say loves the male lead! Oppa did u watch this?? Or are u not into dramas?’ You turned your head back to ask jongki who was eating at the dining table

‘100 days my prince ?! Wow, I guess it’s really popular among the females. No I didn’t watch the full thing, just here and there.’

You loudly declared you were going to watch it, and toggled to watch the first episode. But you were hooked. You couldn’t stop at the first episode, by the time you were done with the second it was already past 12.

Nicely, jongki also came out from the shower as your episode ended. Saying your byes and your goodnights, you thanked him for hosting and he thanked you back for the food. You headed home, it was a good night indeed!

—

Again in that week, you both decided to meet for supper. Over supper you asked

‘Oppa I wanted to ask you previously but I forgot, are you a fitness trainer for rich people? You have such a nice body and you earn so much and you have not so regular working hours. I’ve been thinking about it..’

‘No I’m not! Why are you always coming up with strange conclusions, hahah. I’m pretty sure I don’t sound like a fitness trainer right, I told you I just came from a show’ he said as he stuffed the ssambap into his mouth

‘Right , I thought so too. Are you a model then? I’m sorry but I know you have abs’ you said it with your mouth full and sent a wink to him, making him laugh

‘How would you know I have abs! I’m not a model but you’re close hahaha’

‘Ok, I’ll continue thinking about it then, haha’

—-

‘Oppa, don’t you think the male lead is really charming? I found out his name, he’s do kyungsoo from EXO!!’ You kept your eyes on the screen , oblivious to the questioning look jongki had on his face.

Tonight, you were at Jongki’s place after work again, to catch up on 100 days my prince since he was home.

The past few times you watched, he never sat down with you as he was always busy with chores. But today he decided to, and he was starting to irritate you when he kept cracking up once in a while.

‘Oppa what’s so funny? You’re so annoying!’You threw a cushion at him , but he caught it and stuck his tongue out at you

At the end of the episode, Jongki quickly took the remote on the table.

‘I’m deciding what to watch next!’ He gloated

But the previous episode ended on a cliff hanger! You weren’t going to let him have it. You attempted to snatch the remote from him and you both ended up in a chase around the house.

Obviously you weren’t going to win against the owner, giving up, you both sat back down on the sofa, panting and dying of laughter. Looking up at the TV screen, it was now on YouTube. You guys must have accidentally switched the screen while fooling around.

His YouTube homepage were all EXO Kai dance videos. Not that you know exactly who that is but you heard about him.

‘Ohhhh opppaaaaa you’re an EXO fan? You like EXO Kai~’ you raised your brows at him and said it in a teasing tone

But he started kneeling over in laughter. You didn’t get what’s so funny though, but anyway you continued asking

‘Oppa can you dance ? Im sure you like dancing right? Show me please !!!!’

Recovering from his fits of laugh, he looked straight at you

‘You really wanna see?’

‘YES!!’ You shouted like a fangirl.

He connected his phone to his speaker and started playing some pop song that was totally not your style. It went something like ‘don’t mess up my tempo~~’. Though the song wasn’t really blessing your ears but jongki’s dancing was absolutely world class in your opinion.

You didn’t know much about dancing. But damn, anyone would know he’s a good dancer. Though he was just dancing for fun, just for you, he bothered with his facial expressions, giving life to his dance. You felt your heart started thumping, as you realise how attractive jongki was in this moment.

When it came to an end, you did a standing ovation just for him and cheered.

‘You’re hella hot, I’m serious.’ You raised a thumbs up at him and he got a little shy at your honest compliments

‘How are you not attached if you’re so eligible though. How do girls around you not fall for you?’

Seeming not too sure how to answer your question, he started

‘Uhm, actually I’ve been in and out of relationships. But I guess they dont really last because of the nature of my job? And some other reasons I guess’

‘Are you a back up dancer ? That’s why? I mean it can be little hard if you’re always dancing with hot girls or something’ you replied thoughtfully

‘About love, I’m fine, fate will come. But Y/N, I look like a back up dancer to you?’ He was all serious as he asked, and you were a little shocked

Teasing him, you replied ‘you’re the main dancer in my heart’ and you showed him a heart sign. His expression softened, showing that ‘I’m so done with you’ face

‘Oppa I know you’re done with my nonsense for tonight, and I’m not going to watch your Kai dancing videos, you can slowly watch them when I’m home sleeping. Bye~ see you soon’ you picked up your belongings and gave him a side hug as you said your goodbyes.

—-

‘Y/N ah, let’s watch a horror movie tonight.’

Tonight you both were having supper take out at his place, since it was too cold to go outside. By the time the food arrived it was already late, but you didn’t mind since you had an off the next day.

‘But I really can’t , I’ll have indigestion’ you pouted

Not really taking your aegyo jongki insisted ‘I’m sorry , we are watching it. At most we finish our supper first’

And he was smug about it, especially when you kept whining after.

‘Oppa, I’m warning you. I might scream, cry, bite you or tear your clothes apart because I’m a scaredy cat. Don’t regret your decision’ you warned him just before he offed the lights

The movie barely started but you were already feeling scared. You moved closer to him and hugged the cushions tightly. At every scary part you looked away and leaned closer to jongki without thinking.

Omg omg, the jump scare is coming!

You quickly shut your eyes as the story progressed to it’s main crux.

‘YOUR SOULS SHALL BE MINE’

The boom of the zombie’s voice sent you in a scream and you jumped onto jongki. You hugged him tightly and burst into tears, you were scared out of your life.Of course, this got jongki cracking up instead.

‘It’s just a movie , don’t be scared’ He put his arms around and gave your shoulders a rub.

After you calmed down a little, you attempted to sit up and recover the distance between the both of you. But suddenly there were flashes of light from the TV. And you headed right for Jongki’s chest, grasping him tightly.

‘I DONT WANNA WATCH ANYMORE’ you yelled and sobbed hard

Seeing how you were really in a bad state, jongki gave in and stopped the movie.

‘Y/N I’ll go on the light, ok?’ He tried to free himself from your hold but you weren’t letting him go, you were scared and when you were scared you were clingy like a child. Getting the hint, he stayed beside you and let you cry your fears out. Feeling a little bad about this, he apologised softly ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t know you hated it so much’

‘I definitely won’t be able to sleep tonight. You jerk’ you threw a punch on his chest and said in between hitches of breaths, not really calm yet.

He tucked your head under his chin and pat you lightly, hoping to comfort you the best he could. Your eyes started to feel swollen and heavy from all the crying, together with his rhythmic pats, it all produced a hypnotic effect on you. Without even knowing, you drifted off to sleep.

You had no idea how long you were asleep for before you woke up to see jongki laying you down on the bed.

He turned around ready to leave but you reached out for his hand before he walked far. You could feel him gently trying to remove himself from your hold but you subconsciously asked

‘can you stay for a while?’

He lightly tapped your hand, and you let go of it. The next thing you feel was the bed dipping down on the other side.

Opening your eyes, you saw jongki sitting up beside you then you safely drifted off to sleep again.

It was already morning when you woke again, checking your watch it was 6.30am. Still sitting up, jongki had fallen asleep. You laughed a little seeing him like this, but at the same time feeling a little bad and guilty. You slowly got out of the bed and went over to the side where jongki was, wanting to adjust his sleeping posture without waking him up.

You put one hand over his torso and one hand behind his head, wanting to gently adjust him. But you were only able to move him slightly before you got stuck in a really awkward position. You managed to get half of his torso lying on the bed, but your hand was now stuck under it.

You tried pulling your hand out as lightly as you could, but you the awkward position you were in was not really holding you up well, and you were losing your balance. You quickly grabbed the bed frame and steadied yourself, but seeing jongki’s sleeping face so close made you forget about the task at hand. You leaned in to take a closer look, and the more you looked, you don’t know why there was this overwhelming desire to kiss him. Without thinking, you quickly gave him a peck.

It was as if he felt your kiss or something because he suddenly turned over to his side making you fall onto him. You let out a Yelp in shock.

He opened his eyes and murmured ‘What are doing?’ You were in such an awkward position you couldn’t even think of a good answer. But he didn’t wait either, he just continued saying

‘Just sleep, it’s still early’ and pulled you right back into bed instead, this time locking you in his arms as he closed his eyes.

You were utterly confused at what had just happened and there’s no way you could be sleeping with your heart almost exploding in your chest. You tried to wriggle out of his hold, but it wasn’t much use. So instead, you forced yourself to take deep breaths in and out and the next thing you know, you were woken up by the jarring alarm.

You thought jongki would be shock to wake up next to you, but you were totally wrong. He seem to be very much clear that he had you sleep right next to him. Turning off the alarm, he turned to face you and tucked your hair behind your ears. Catching you off guard like this, you jerked your head backwards.

‘What are you doing?’ You asked and sat up, wide awake now.

‘Didnt you kiss me last night?’ He looked at you straight in your eye, and tried to control his smirk.

Realising you fell into your own pothole, you immediately tried to escape. Jumping out of bed and out of the room. You went straight for the washroom and tidied up yourself as fast as you could. Grabbing your coat and your belongings you stood by the door all ready to leave. Only that you needed Jongki’s fingerprint .

After about 5 minutes had passed as you waited nervously, he finally came walking through to the living room with his mad scientist hair.

‘What’s up with you ? You literally transformed in 5 minutes’ he joked

What in the world was he thinking? Is he playing with you or what? What’s all his actions suppose to mean?

You had this inner thoughts but did you really wanna know the answer to these?

Okay, yes you wanted to. But do you dare to ask?

No you didn’t. So you could only suck it up like a loser and be confused and embarrassed all by yourself.

He took a step closer to you but you massively overreacted and almost fell backwards. But all he wanted was to reach across you to open the door.

Seeing how flustered you looked, he took the chance to tease you. Keeping his hand on the handle, he stepped closer to you and you moved back. Just like in the movies, his head kept moving towards you until you hit the wall. You shut your eyes and scrunched your face

‘What do you want!!!’ You pushed him away and yelled

You didn’t realise you have been holding your breath all this while. Jongki on the other hand seem to be having fun with this. But you were trying your best to look serious and firm about this.

He didn’t reply, but simply opened the door instead. You stepped out right away the minute he opened it.

‘Okay bye’ giving him a panicky goodbye wanting to run away already. But he called you

‘Y/N! Look behind you!’ And he pointed to behind you

You quickly turned but there wasn’t anything. What the hell ?

Turning back, you came face to face with him instead and he gave you a kiss on your lips.

‘Okay you can leave now, bye bye! See you soon!’

What just happened? You have no idea what just happened.

Your mind was blank. Really blank, as blank than an empty canvas.

And your heart was beating erratically as you walked away in a daze.

Kim Jongki.... am i falling for you? are you falling for me? ------------

Decided to split another part out so i don’t have to rush the ending. The story hasn’t exactly hit the climax yet? Let’s see how it turns out!

Edit: Part 3

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cosmosrival · 4 years

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Rico besides Kama what do you think about the other indian servants?????

AHHHHHHHHHH THIS IS GOING TO GET SOOOO LONG!!!! i have a different view of the indo fam as a whole. i call them the indo fam but i mean the found family trope!!!! theyre like a group of college students sharing a dorm if that makes sense, since their servant selves are obviously different from their initial myths/human vessels!!!

OK SO. RECENTLY, i have an oomf that found books about arjuna that summarize his exploits in the mahabharata(I DONT HAVE THE STRENGTH TO READ IT ALL IM SO SORRY) and also talk about him in a more philosphical manner such as his states of mind during each event etc and i’ve been meaning to read said book because im genuinely interested in arjuna now!!! and i’d like to know more about this indo prince because from what i’ve seen, he is portrayed in a rather bad light(?) in FGO which i find extremely !!!!!!!!!!! and incrdibley !!!!!!! strange !!!!!!! the mahabharata’s conflicts can be put in a mostly grey area where there’s no good nor bad, its not black and white. so seeing arjuna get bashed because of the way his conflict with karna was written is... hm. let’s say that im REALLY starting to understand arjuna fans that dislike seeing him get mischaracterized so much. OTHER THAN THAT, his design is adorable, his travel outfit is my favourite because he deserves to relax and have some fun!!! fgo making him a chuuni is cute and his VAs little moans are cute cute cute!!!!!!!!!!! (mash grabs my shoulder and forces me to sit down) i think that arjuna deserves better and im really happy to see him have fun in his travel costume voicelines. i think we should take arjun on a date!!! he’s a great lover, we’d have the best time!! OH ALSO, kama seeing him as the student council president in their interlude makes me SOOOOOOO HAPPY its unreal, i think it fits him very very well, the seitokaichou who was elected because of everyone’s hopes and recommended by teachers because he’s suuuch a good student but because of that, the pressure to be good is constantly towering over his head and everytime he looks out the window he wishes he could ditch class and skip a day just because he felt like going to the arcade and be a bad student.......just this once........i think hes very very cute...... i want him to cook for me. HAVE YO U READ HIS BOND 4 VOICELINE ?mmmmmggg i want him to get embarrassed everytime i praise him for having such a muscular waistline. AUG

ANEWAYS i also have quite the thoughts about karna, his characterization in the game is linked to arjuna’s and thats fine but i think that forgetting how much of a little sassy bastard he can get was a mistake! did you know that in apocrypha’s german dub on netflix, when jeanne calls his name like “You’re Karna, aren’t you ? The son of the Indian Sun God !” HES LIKE “So ?” AND THAT WAS SOOOO BITCHY OF HIM, i think that karna is a good boy in fgo but the fact that he was such a fighty old man in the mahabharata shouldnt be forgotten and is a charm trait. I MEAN ???? HE THREW HANDS WITH AN 18 YEAR OLD(ARJUN) WHILE BEIN LIKE... THIRTY TWO. WHATS WITH THIS ANNOYING OLD MAN !!!!! knowing these little facts about him made me like him so much more actually !! i think karna being so nice is adorable!! but the little bitchy energy u can find in his voicelines is also very charming!! i think karna looking at me emotionless as i ask him to lend me his notes for the nth time that week and then saying “...Mn.” when i thank him is cute!!! his voiceline towards things he dislikes is interesting to me. karna seeming aloof and mean bc he doesnt know how to communicate but is actually nice underneath...... hey... thats a little delinquentcore........ i wouldnt say yankii but hes like... hes like... u know hes the handsome quiet one of the group of yankiis... u know the one...? hey where are you going

ganesha is also a character im deeply interested in but i havent played CCC so i dont know that many details about jinako herself !! my brain goes HMMMMMM it seems lord ganesha is trans in fgo ! (since kama used to be a male god originally as well!!) ganesha uses all pronouns!!! and ganesha is also special to me because they share similar traits with kama when it comes to their characterization AND mischaracterizations. ganesha isnt JUST jinako. theres a part of a god in the servant mix!!! and jinako HERSELF is actually a pretty sad character imo. the whole otaku/neet thing is obviously a facade and her true wish being that she wants to redo her whole life is also proof of how much she hates what shes become, yet at the same time, she doesnt know what else she could do. but anyways, i prefer looking at servants from a lore POV so i think that ganesha should still be considered a god and be adressed as such!! i like seeing people portray ganesha as jinako but i prefer it when a certain lavish more godly side of them is put forward. a side of jinako that managed to move on a little bit if that makes sense ? that got more serious. and became someone else entierly despite sharing similarities. needless to say their bond with karna makes me happy since he shows them respect as you should towards a god!! its a bit different from their bond in CCC... like they matured somewhat!! anyway ganesha is the one who taught everyone else in the indo fam about video games and technology and i will NEVER shut up.

ashwatthama..... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM %_’(’ç_”’è_ç(è_’”545656455456545453£¨¨µ¨µMµ¨++°=)=)°+ goodness. jesus christ on earth. my love story with him makes me so embarrassed. when he got revealed i instantly fell in love with him despite knowing JACK SHIT ABOUT HIM but since i was the only one in my friend group who was hardcore into fgo at the time, i kept my love for him to myself and just... (looks away)(i drop my wallet full of picturses of him) quietly adored his everything in silence. WELL, ree having an intense crush on yankii type characters isnt new, its been my favourite trope for ages (gyarus go in hand with them!!) and im still very attached to it so thats what made me love him in the first place!!!! BUT THEN. I GOT INTO HIS MAHABHARATAN LORE. And OHHHHHHHHH BABY.......... (im twirling my hair) so theres this 7ft tall war criminal..........<3<33<3(mash leans in and informs me that the convention of geneva didnt exist at the time) SO THERES THIS 7 FTTALL IMMORTALMAN.......<233 gOD he makes me absolutely CRAZY9909840385%£%%£%%µ%µ%µ the love i have for this character is immense and whenever im sad i remember that pako exists and has a tablet and can draw and i suddenly feel so much better. ok im gonna stop horny posting a little bit. but hes my wife. AND WHAT I LOVE ABOUT HIS PORTRAYAL IN FGO IS THAT, they actually made him a good boy despite his initial roughness and misdeeds ???!!! HELLO?? ashwatthama wishing for a redemption ark is my favourite thing and his righteousness that was born because of his regrets is a very interesting drivepoint to me !!! hes a gorgeous character and im buying a ticket plane as we speak right now so i can go find him in northern india. i’ll find him. GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME !!!!!GET OFF ME !!!

miss lakshimi makes me very sad! because every female servant in the indo fam is an already known face. (... would sita count.) and lakshi being a jeanneface is a waste. well, she’s still very pretty and her lore is also quite interesting!! i havent looked into it fully yet but i think she should be kissed on the mouth. her bad luck makes me slip on a banana peel whenevr i get close to her to kiss her and i hit my head on the pavement and pass away-

parvati is on a tough spot for me atm. i genuinely love thinking of her as the way the indian goddess herself is portrayed because thats where the fun lies for me in her character. especially when shes involved with other indian servants, thats a given!! i would like to see parvati grow, suffer and heal. because branding her as an “all-knowing mom” is easy, but every single parent makes mistakes if you follow that logic. also, since shes the sakura servant “thats closest to her initial personality”, she’s got some of the most Repulsive fans ive Ever witnessed in fandom spaces and lets say that im trying to work my way out of this hellhole and find things to like about parvati without the fandom’s influence. needless to say, im going to keep looking into her mythos and her lore by myself at my own pace and keep doing my own thing in my little corner.

rama shouldve been a jock. THE RAMAYANA IS OLDER THAN THE MAHABHARATA, WHY IS.....Hrm well him being summoned as his baby version gives me hope for a future rama alt perhaps??? but i think that he shouldve been a total jock and he shouldve been huge with a huge red lion-like mane for his hair and a teethy grin and big biceps and intense love for his wife. SPEAKING OF SITA, her charm point is her purity but i wish.... that their artist still hadnt drawn them like That, im not a fan of lily servants and i think purity = being young is a bit of an annoying excuse!!! rama and sita looking similar is because of their shared history which is fine but... rolls my eyes............. rama shouldve been 6ft tall and sita shouldve been a milf to match...... anyways i doubt ravana would be added as a servant but i’d love to have a ramayana centric event!! where all indo servants have their own lore centric role to play!!! oh thatd be a dream.... but i have learned to not expect much from a fanservice game so im jus gonna draw my own stuff! (strikes a pose!) (mashu claps!)

#answered #long post #SORRY FOR THE BIG SCROLL.

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Hello, I've been trying to educate myself about Catalonia (currently watching Two Catalonias in Netflix, glad to have found your blog!). There's a lot of questions that Im desperate to have an answer for. Sorry bc I havent gone all of the timetable yet. I saw that October 2017 was when it became independent. But what is it independent for? Is it politics? Why is it still part of Spain now? Is there a different government body? I hope u dont take this the wrong way. Thanks in advance. <3

Hello, thank you for your interest 😄

It’s all pretty complicated but I’ll try to sum up the timeline and hope it makes sense.

A lot has happened since 2017 and it was... intense. This is going to be a very long post, so I’ll put it under the cut.

October 1st 2017: the referendum, considered illegal by Spain, police brutality against the voters, etc. That’s been talked about extensively so I’ll skip it. Anyway, the result of the referendum is 90.18% of votes for YES to independence (2,044,038 votes), 7.83% of votes for NO (177,547 votes), and 1.98% votes in BLANK (44,913 votes). The participation rate that could be counted was 43.03% of the population of Catalonia who legally can vote in normal elections. Actually, more people had voted but their votes were kidnapped by the Spanish military police when they stormed voting centers, so those votes were not counted. Other people wanted to vote but couldn’t because they the police attacked and closed their voting center, or because they’re not eligible to vote in elections because they live here but don’t have documents.

So we consider that a victory for YES.

October 3rd 2017: general strike. Ready to take control of the territory, a general strike is called and it is massively followed. The economy is shut down, highways and trains are blocked, etc. Here’s a post from that day. And another one.

October 10th 2017: president of Catalonia Carles Puigdemont declares independence and suspends it 8 seconds later. This was my post at the time:

(Spoiler alert: obviously Spain refused to negotiate. Not only that but they went further in the repression. You’ll see.)

October 16th 2017: activists Jordi Cuixart and Jordi Sànchez (the elected presidents of the two most important pro-independence organizations, Òmnium Cultural and ANC respectively) are arrested and put in pre-trial jail. Many demonstrations around Catalonia the next days and weeks and months.

October 27th 2017: following Puigdemont’s words, since the Spanish government has explicitly refused to negotiate, the suspension on the declaration of independence is lifted. The Parliament of Catalonia declares independence (DUI = Declaració Unilateral d’Independència = unilateral declaration of independence). Thousands and thousands of people came to the streets to celebrate, and then in filled Plaça Sant Jaume in Barcelona (the square where the Seat of the Government of Catalonia is) and all the nearby streets and avenues. It was so packed that it was impossible to move, and there was music and singing all the time. We did this to protect the building, because we knew our government was inside signing papers and doing what was necessary to start to implement the Catalan Republic, and to make it absolutely impossible for the Spanish police and/or army to get to the Seat of the Catalan Government and arrest them.

Spain considered the Catalan government criminals and searched for them to jail them, but the following day they were outside of the country and nowhere to be found. The plan was to move to a more democratic European country and create a government on exile there which could effectively coordinate the culmination of the independence process and make independence effective. The reason they couldn’t stay in Catalonia was that they would all get jailed and would not be able to work from jail, so Catalonia would not have a government who could negotiate with the EU, Spain, or whoever was necessary, and who could continue the normal functions of a government to ensure the people of the country can still work and live, while coordinating the participative processes to create our own Constitution, tax collection, etc. But only half of the government made it outside... I’ll expand on this later.

Now let’s see what Spain was up to. The Spanish government applied the article 155 of the Spanish Constitution to Catalonia. This articles deletes the regional government and that comunidad autónoma (region) is ruled directly by the central Spanish government. In practice, what this means is that the whole Catalan government (elected democratically in legal elections recognized by Spain) stops existing, and it is replaced by politicians from the ruling Spanish party, which at the time was PP, a right-wing Catalanophobic party that had only reached 8.5% of votes in the previous Spanish elections in Catalonia. It was like a dictatorship. They controlled the public TV (read this) and banned the use of certain words, they fired people who had affinities with the independentist government, a lot of people went to trial (including even teachers) at the slightest suspicions...

And everything had to stop. Even things you wouldn’t expect to be affected. Everything was affected and the Spanish government’s presence. For example, my mother is a teacher of Catalan language in a public school for adults, and she had to ask permission to the Spanish government directly every time she wanted to use a printer (they were threatened that otherwise they could be sued for wasting public money). Sometimes they even refused her to print class exercises for the students. My department in university also had to stop all the research projects for the following year since they depend on the funds given by the Catalan government. etc.

(You can see the whole post that screenshot is part of here)

Obviously, there were protests. During those days, we were busy with demonstrations and strikes, and then learnt that president Puigdemont and others were on exile in Belgium. There were some problems with Spain sending international orders of arrest against them but the crimes they’re accused of don’t exist outside of Spain so they were arrested and temporarily jailed in Germany but not deported. I won’t get in detail because it happened more than once and it would be long.

But half of the Government of Catalonia did NOT cross the border. The whole government, which was a coalition of the PDeCat and ERC parties, met in secret in Llívia (an enclave surrounded by French territory), and then the ERC politicians decided not to follow the plan. There are different reasons behind this change in strategy:

The need for political prisoners to prove that we are not exaggerating. The EU was not taking seriously how repressive Spain could be. They saw the police brutality on the referendum’s voters and shrugged as if nothing happened because nobody had died (though one man almost did). So some of the consellers (equivalent of ministers in the Catalan government) said that they would remain in Catalonia, and they were sure they would be jailed and this would show other countries that there was a reason for the Catalan Government to be on exile, it wasn’t just that they had left because they’re dramatic and don’t want to follow the law.

Jail as a loudspeaker. These same consellers said that being in jail would give them attention from international media that otherwise we wouldn’t have gotten, so they would use their time in jail to explain to the world what was going on and why their countries should show support to Catalonia. Political prisoner Jordi Cuixart later said that this has been the case for him, and he has met with important activists from around the world who came to visit him in jail, so it makes sense.

Aaaand whatever the hell vicepresident Junqueras was talking about. I still don’t understand. He should’ve gone to Belgium in my opinion. He’s just rotting in jail for no reason now.

So we have half of the Catalan Government in Spanish jails and the other half in Belgium. They still remain like that nowadays.

The two parties of the coalition that formed the previous Catalan Government (the one that Spain had dismantled) continued to fight among them. They later explained that Spain threatened that they would send the army to Catalonia and there would be a bloodbath. In phone calls, the delegates of the Spanish government made it clear that they were going to kill people and frame it as it was the fault of the Government of Catalonia. The Government of Catalonia did not want people dead, so they stopped calling on citizens to take control of the territory, the administration, etc. At the time, we did not know why they were suddenly silent, all they said was they were waiting for Spain to negotiate (and everybody was angry because we knew Spain would never negotiate, as Spanish politicians have been saying the whole time).

Then, the Spanish government forced Catalonia to have elections, since it considered that the democratically-elected Government of Catalonia was not in power anymore because Spain had fired them. There was a lot of discussion on what independentist parties should do. These were the different positions:

Catalonia has declared independence and we need to focus all our energy on making it real. All independentist parties have to be working on taking full control of the taxes, administration, and services. We cannot be a candidate to the elections of the Spanish region of Catalonia, because that doesn’t exist anymore and we are in the Republic of Catalonia now. The result of participating in these elections would be legitimizing Spanish rule. But if we don’t participate, only the unionists will vote and the whole Government of the Spanish region of Catalonia (the one that has the real power by now and is recognized by other countries) will be 100% composed of unionist politicians who will make our lives hell (like they did during 155). And the world might take this as “unionists won the elections, so that’s the only legitimate representatives of Catalonia to negotiate with”.

Independentist parties should participate and make the Government of the Spanish region of Catalonia be the Government of the Republic of Catalonia. It’s good that it’s an official legal election accepted by everyone, and there will be representation of all the inhabitants (whether they are unionist or independentist). Problem: this leads us back to where we started, with a Parliament that has a majority of seats for independentist parties but is still the Parliament of a region of Spain.

Independentist parties should participate in the elections of the Spanish region of Catalonia in order to boycott it. Basically, all independentists would be called to vote for their preferred independentist party (PDeCat, ERC or CUP), and once the Parliament of the Spanish region of Catalonia is formed, they never show up. More than half of the Parliament would be empty, so it would be blocked from being efficient. Meanwhile they would be at the real Parliament of the Republic of Catalonia.

After a lot of talk, they choose the 3rd. In theory.

Elections happen, with pretty much the same results from the previous elections so PDeCat and ERC form a coalition government with support from CUP. But the politicians who are in jail or exile are outlawed by Spain and could not participate in elections, so they do a “symbolic” president, Quim Torra, who is like a spokesman for the real president Puigdemont in exile.

So with the leaders of the two bigger independentist parties and civil organizations in jail or on exile, media still banned from using certain words, people getting arrested for taking part in the general strikes, and a general feeling of uncertainess, things started to go very badly.

Suddenly ERC (social-democrat independentist party) decided that we had already failed, and that this showed that the DUI (unilateral declaration of independence) was always going to fail because so many important elements of an independent state work automatically (for example, taxes of Catalan people are automatically sent to Spain, they don’t pass through the Catalan gov, and it’s all informatic so it’s not like we can just stop the caravan that is transporting the money because there is no such a thing) or other mechanisms needed for a country really become independent unilaterally (aka without Spain agreeing) are just impossible for us to create without the support of other independent countries or organizations like the EU or UN. From then on, ERC has defended that we need to find a way to negotiate with Spain and do a referendum that Spain recognizes as legally binding, but Spain has shown they don’t want to let us vote, so we need to be strong enough to force them to have to agree with us. “Strong enough” meaning to have the huge majority of Catalonia be in favour of independence, have the Parliament and other representative bodies be almost absolutely pro-independence, have the councils of all major unions be in favour of constant mobilization for independence, etc. So the most repeated sentence by ERC is, to this day, “enxamplar la base” (make the base/grassroots wider), and that’s what they dedicate most of their efforts towards, trying to convince undecided people or Spanish leftists or left-leaning people who they think can be convinced.

CUP (anti-capitalist independence party) said that the important thing to become independent is the support of the masses and constant mobilization. We already had a majority of the population in favour of independence and they showed to be ready for constant mobilization. General strikes had been successful, so what we needed was to do an indefinite strike (so, instead of just striking a couple of days, declare a strike that would not end until our demands -independence and freedom of political prisoners- are met). This is difficult because most people cannot afford to stop showing up to work for such a long time as would be needed, and the solidarity funds (the collections of funds used to aid workers who need it during strikes and to help pay for lawyers or whatever the repressed protestors need) could never be enough for a whole country. Nevertheless, lots of people are ready to make sacrifices.

And the other party, president Puigdemont’s PDeCat (the liberal independentist party). They said that we had to work harder on having all the state structures (“estructures d’estat”, those words are used a lot). State structures would be all the things necessary for a country to function independently. It includes the tax collection system, ambassies, administration system, justice system, police force (I know this is debated but at least we all can agree that we do NOT need Spanish cops imposing Spanish laws), postal service, etc. PDeCat’s efforts are centered on this, especially on economical aspects. They are still now working in this direction, with the idea that Spain will never agree to negotiate and so our only way of becoming independent is behaving like we’re independent: when we have our own tax collection, state services, citizenship, ambassies, etc. we will be independent whether or not Spain recognizes it, because we will be behaving independently and will not depend on Spain.

After that a lot of important things happened to, but basically the coalition government (PDeCat and ERC) fought all the time. As I just explained, their strategies are opposed, and ERC accuses PDeCat of being too radical and “scaring away” the Spanish left who could maybe one day let us have a referendum agreeded on with Spain, while PDeCat and CUP accuse ERC of having turned independence in a long-term goal instead of a short-term goal like it was until 2017.

So basically, we failed and did not achieve independence. We declared it but were not able to keep it going. Most people feel like the political class ruined it, because the people were ready to do what was needed (as proved in the strikes like October 3rd 2017, the occupation of the Barcelona airport on 4th October 2019, the so-called Battle of Orquinaona, etc). There’s been great protests until the covid-19 lockdown, it’s not like we ever really stopped. But most politicians seem too focused in fighting each other for the best strategy, especially ERC who is not participating in the meetings with the other parties any more. It’s all very confusing for the people, and it seems that we don’t know everything that happened in late 2017.

That’s pretty much it. I hope it was more or less understandable, and if you’re still confused, don’t worry, we are confused too. Now, seriously, if you want more clarification on any point you can send me another ask and I’ll be happy to answer. Meanwhile, after remembering all of this, I will be crying in my room ✌️ (jk)

#ask #anonymous #actualitat

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horansqueen · 4 years

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You & Me : chapter 17

A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA

Sequel to AM CONVERSATIONS

CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2 || CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 8 || CHAPTER 9 || CHAPTER 10 || CHAPTER 11 || CHAPTER 12 || CHAPTER 13 || CHAPTER 14 || CHAPTER 15 || CHAPTER 16

NOTES:

-one chapter is her pov, the next is his. -4.2k -im sorry, i never proofread, i hate it. -there WILL be smut. but not only smut. -this is a romance, comedy, smut story. -for the summary, check my MASTERLIST.

- notes: i know some of you were sort of waiting for that soooo here it is! PLEASE let me know what you think!

if you want to be on the list of blogs i notify when this is updated, just message me :)

requests! : i added a few but some im not posting the screenshots of because i didnt add everything in the ask so it felt weird to add them. it was tough to add requests tho because I sort of had something planned. i hope you enjoy it anyway :)

Chapter 17 : His chapter

NIALL

I hadn't heard from Olivia in days but I was not really surprised. Apparently, her fiance (and trust me when I said I hated that word) had came back for a few days and she had without a doubt spent all her time with him. I was so mad when Harry told me about it that I actually initiated sex with my girlfriend, which was something I hadn't done in a very long time. I hated to think about Olivia with him. In fact, I hated to think about Olivia with anyone that was not me, and it was driving me a bit insane. Who would have thought my best friend would give me all these feelings? I wouldn't have guessed that back then, when we were kids.

I was the first one to sit at the restaurant as I waited for everyone to be there. It was sunday morning and we all had decided to have brunch together. I was not really in the mood but at least, it made me get out of the house, if only for a few hours. Even Heidi, whom I almost broke up with about 5 times in the past 2 days, couldn't handle being around me too much. I was still pissed at her and I knew she could feel it but somehow, I felt like she held me responsible for everything that had happened, like me being mad at her for what she did gave her the right to be mad at me.

Of course, I was not completely innocent in all of this and the fact that Olivia and I had kissed and more should make me feel guilty but it didn't. We were supposed to be together so why were we still apart and dating other people?

Louis and Eleanor were the first ones to join me, followed by Julie and Liam. We started talking about what we would do for Harry's birthday when I felt her presence behind me. It was a mix of the connection we had, and the way she smelled like, that always made me know when she was around and I started wondering if she could sense when I was near, too. It's only when she took a seat that something stirred in my stomach. Her boyfriend was there too and he was doing everything he could not to look at me. It made me frown and suddenly, I realized that she probably told him everything. It shouldn't surprise me, she was not the kind to keep things from people or even worse, lie, but I thought it was something that only belonged to us and it bothered me to know that she shared it with someone else, even if that someone else was the boyfriend she was cheating on. He was also still there, with her, making me think he had forgiven her, which was some crazy level of bullshit.

I tried to have fun and chat with everyone but I couldn't help but keep glancing at Olivia. She didn't seem at ease and I was not even sure why she had decided to come. She didn't enjoy that kind of confrontation and awkward moments normally and once again, I guessed that Dylan was probably the one who had convinced her to come.

I knew everyone was having fun but I was not and when everyone was done eating and were just chatting and laughing, I got up and said my goodbyes. They were short and I had a hard time to fake a smile but I still sent one last glance to my ex girlfriend before leaving.

I was searching for the right key on my chain when I noticed someone from the corner of my eyes and immediately hoped it was Olivia. When I turned my head, however, I noticed Dylan walking towards me and I was wondering if he was just going to throw his fist in my face. I didn't know what kind of guy he was, and although I felt like my ex girlfriend couldn't pick a violent guy, I also didn't know what a man who was cheated on could do.

"Hey man," he started, standing in front of me with a small frown before sighing. "Look, i'm not sure how to tell you that but, I know there's something between you and my girlfriend."

I stood there in silence, not really knowing what he expected from me. Was I supposed to agree? Apologize? Try to explain myself?

"I love her, you know."

I kept a straight face but my heart jumped in my chest. I loved her too. I was in love with her, but I couldn't tell him that, even if I was dying to.

"I know."

"Just," he passed his hand nervously in his hair. "I don't know how to ask you not to ruin this."

I stared at him for a few seconds, trying to let his words sink in and I started feeling bad. Not because I felt guilty for trying to get my ex girlfriend back, but because It was not the first time someone was asking me not to ruin something. I knew I could lie to him but I was not going to.

"I don't intend to ruin your relationship." I just pointed out in a low tone. "But is that really what you want? You want to marry a girl who's not completely yours?"

He sighed and glanced down before looking up in my eyes.

"If you were me, wouldn't you try anyway?"

This time, I had to admit that I was speechless and I just sighed too. Of course I would. If I was in his shoes, I would probably try to keep her, too, which is something I should have done over a year ago instead. If I had, we wouldn't be stuck in this mess.

I ended up just nodding and he did the same before turning around and leaving. I waited until he was back inside to get in my car and closed my eyes, breathing in and out deeply. I couldn't get myself to give up about Olivia, even if I knew she would be happy with Dylan, even if I knew it would hurt him and probably Heidi in the process, even if it would make an even bigger mess in our lives. I hit my wheel once and then a few more times a bit harder, hitting also the honk by accident. It was getting ridiculous and I knew that whatever was going to be decided needed to happen very soon.

I drove home and waited. I didn't want to be the first one to reach out, I thought that time, she was the one who had to call me and I waited.

It was a random thursday afternoon when I got her text message. The truth was, I was sitting in front of the tv but I was not really watching it. I had picked a netflix show that I was not really interested in just because I knew I was not able to focus on anything but when I put it on pause, I realized it would now probably suggest me a bunch of boring tv shows and I sighed, grabbing my phone. I could pretend I was not happy to get a message from her but i'd be lying. I could even try to say I tossed my phone away and kept on watching my stupid show but in reality, my heart had skipped a beat and I had re-read her words about ten times.

'Can we talk? I miss you.'

I blinked a few times, a bit surprised and annoyed by her words, and pressed my lips together in anger. Did she really just message me as if I hadn't stormed out of her place the last time we talked to each other? As if she hadn't asked me not to break up with my girlfriend after pointing out she was still getting married despite everything that had happened between us? As if she hadn't ignored me at the restaurant? I wanted to text her back to remind her that I was pissed and let her know she needed to stop toying with me. Instead, I decided to do it face to face.

'Where?'

I was expecting her to choose between her place of mine but instead, she asked me to meet her in a park and it made me frown. I got up and grabbed my keys and wallet, but kept my sweatpants and t-shirt. I had been quite lazy in the past few days and I didn't even give a fuck.

The drive seemed long but it was probably just because I was impatient and when I saw her, waiting for me on a bench, I stopped walking and inhaled deeply before sighing again. She looked good and I had missed her. The anger I felt so strongly for her now seemed more like annoyance or pain and I didn't feel like being rude to her anymore. I pushed my hands in my pockets, my eyes never leaving her, as hers were traveling around her. She could have been on her phone like most people would but instead, she was looking at kids running, people having picnics and most of all, at dogs walking by. I noticed her lips curling slightly every time one was near and it made me smile a bit, too. It's only when her eyes moved on me that I smiled more and I noticed that she did too. Why was it always so strong when we were near each other? I walked to her and sat a bit farther on the bench, making sure we wouldn't touch. She turned slightly to face me as I leaned against the back of the bench. placing my arm on it too, my hand very close to her shoulder now.

"I'm here now." I just said, my smile faltering a bit. "What did you want to talk about?"

"I'm sorry for what I did, Niall. I'm sorry for what I said, too." she let out, surprising me a bit. "Of course what happened between us matters. It's... it's all that matters, or almost."

She sighed and I stared at her as she looked down at her hands. She started playing with her fingers nervously and licked her lips but I remained silent.

"I asked to meet here so we wouldn't be tempted to just throw ourselves at each other instead to talk. Because that's all we do, you know? We flirt and we kiss and we touch but we have no idea what to do with our feelings."

I moved slightly closer to her and bent down a bit as my hand gripped the back of the bench tightly. It caught her attention and she looked up, her traits softening immediately when our eyes met.

"I love you and you love me." I whispered firmly, my eyes dropping to her lips before moving back to her eyes. "You love me more than you love him. We're meant to be."

Those were not even questions, they were facts, and somehow, I could feel that she thought the same thing. Her lips parted and I realized that I was in her vital space and despite how rational and private I was, that made me want to kiss her. Whenever we were at very short distance of each other, we were attracted to each other like magnets.

I pressed my lips together but it took me all my strength to move back a bit, making sure I wouldn't just kiss her right there, in the middle of a discussion.

"I know you want me to break things with Dylan, I'm just... Niall I'm not sure I trust you." she looked up and I saw she was tearing up. "You used to be the only person I really trusted and now? I don't know, Niall.."

"I know I've hurt you, I know I've broken your trust, but we deserve an other chance don't you think?"

She closed her eyes and swallowed hard but when she looked at me again, a tear fell from her right eye and she quickly wiped it.

"What exactly do you want, Niall?" she asked, sniffing.

"You! I want you!" I expressed a bit louder. "It's your heart I want Olivia!"

"Why? So you can break it again? Shatter it in pieces? Stomp on it?" she let out, her face twisting in pain. "Because I won't survive this an other time, Niall!"

"I would nev-"

"You'd never do that?" she cut me quickly. "Because I used to believe you'd never break my heart and then you did. So I'm just supposed to let go of the only guy who's ready to drop everything for me, for a guy who broke me before?"

"Who says i'm not ready to give up everything for you?"

We stayed in silence for a long time, just looking at each other as people laughed, talked and ran around us. We were the only static alive things in the park. Even the trees moved due to the small breeze and I focused on her parted lips and how she looked wordless because of my question.

"I need time." her voice was so low it was almost inaudible and I just nodded, feeling my heart twist in my chest. "I'm sorry again for the other day. I should have ran after you."

"I should have called you back then. I should have tried to get in contact with you. I should have told you that I missed you, that I still wanted you in my life. I should have told you my album was about you." I let out before taking a short pause. "I shouldn't have broken up with you."

Her head tilted and the left corner of her lips moved up a bit.

"And I should kiss you right now."

"But you won't." I just let out low.

"I won't."

I nodded and sighed, finally looking away.

"I'll give you all the time you need." I gave in, knowing I was going to have to be very patient. "But even if I understand your reluctance, I love you, and I hope you can trust me again."

I felt her fingertips brush on the top of my hand that was still gripping the back of the bench and held my breath at the feeling of her skin against mine.

"Me too."

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We decided to do the party at Louis and Olivia's and for some reason, I liked that idea. We had fooled Harry with the surprise by throwing colorful balloons at him and screaming 'Happy Birthday!" when he walked by the door and it was probably the cheesiest thing we ever did. Of course, Louis had proposed to play a prank on him where we would all ignore him all day but from what I had understood, Olivia had voted against it and apparently, she had a veto power or something.

"Who drank all the beer?" Louis asked in a loud voice after dinner. "I'm tired to drink your expensive wine, Livi, I want cheap beer and some nachos!"

"You are the most annoying person ever!" Olivia let out, rolling her eyes, before turning to Eleanor. "I don't know how you do it!"

El laughed as Louis glared at my ex girlfriend. "You're the one who lives with him!"

"Not for long again."

I frowned again and moved my chin in her direction. "Are you moving out?"

"No, Louis and I are going to move in together." Eleanor replied with a large smile as Olivia walked up to me.

She opened her lips to say something but Eleanor talked again and caught her attention.

"Did you drink? We could go buy beers maybe? Just so he shuts up!"

"Heyyy, I heard that!" Louis pointed out as El wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I can drive, no problem, I just had a glass of wine before dinner." Olivia shrugged, grabbing her hoodie and looking for her keys.

I wanted to propose to go with her but I knew it was a bad idea. Besides, Julie and Eleanor just grabbed their stuff and all the girls left, leaving me with Harry, Liam and a tipsy Louis. I don't know how the discussion turned from Harry being extra single at the moment to sexual encounters but I kept glancing by the window to see when they'd actually come back.

"I swear, that girl was crazy. She had me buy a whip and stuff." Harry rolled his eyes. "A real one too, like, it was insane."

"Don't even try, I bet you loved it. You're the kind of guy that makes us want to believe he's a dom but he's just really a sub." Louis laughed, raising his nose up with amusement. "The best kind of sex is just that first time you push yourself inside a girl that you've wanted for a long time. That my friend, is what bliss is all about."

"Or you know, a fucking good blowjob." Liam let out, making all of us laugh.

"I love when the girl lets me be a bit rough with her." Louis just added with a sly smile.

"Yea, Olivia loved a bit of a spank." Harry laughed, making me frown immediately.

I didn't like hearing about my ex girlfriend having sex with anyone, as hypocrite as it could sound. I also didn't want to be reminded that they fucked and dated, and most of all, it seemed extremely inappropriate to talk about one of our friends like that. Friend who could walk by the door at any moment.

"Oh yea, and a light choke, too."

This time, I frowned even more and turned to Louis who was laughing.

"And how exactly do you know that?" I asked a bit rudely, making him look at me.

"Relax, mate. She told me." he just explained with a shrug.

"So you never had sex with her?" I insisted just as meanly as the room fell silent. Everyone turned to Louis who remained motionless for a few seconds before clearing his throat and taking the cigarette he had placed behind his ear to light it up. I didn't really think they had but he knew so many things about her that it bothered me.

"Niall, come on."

His answer made my heart jump so high in my chest that I thought I was going to puke. If he hadn't had sex with her, he would have just said that, right?

"Did you fucking have sex with my girlfriend, Tomlinson?" I asked a bit louder, getting up quickly.

"EX girlfriend, Niall!" Louis frowned, getting up too, before pushing the smoke out of his lungs quickly. "You two were broken up."

I heard Harry curse but didn't send him a glance. All I could think about was Louis' hand wrapped around Olivia's neck as he fucked her and that made me feel even worse.

"You're a fucking hypocrite!" I almost yelled. "Telling how much of an asshole I was for sleeping around after breaking up with her while you were shagging her!"

"Oh I'M a hypocrite?" Louis frowned, tapping his chest a finger from the hand he was still holding his cigarette with before pointing at me. "Take a look at yourself! Being all mad that your ex girlfriend rode my cock while your dick dipped in so many vaginas you probably can't even remember half of them!"

I felt myself get so angry that I practically ran to him before being stopped by Liam, who acted like a shield between us. He placed his hands on my chest and tried to get my attention by moving his face in front of mine.

"Woa mate, no, don't."

I put my hands into two fists and squeezed them so hard I knew my knuckles had turned white and I felt them shaking. Why didn't anyone tell me that my ex girlfriend and one of my best friends had sex before?

"How many times?" I just asked in a low tone, waiting a few seconds to get an answer. Silence. "How many fucking times!?"

Louis didn't have time to answer. The door opened and the three girls walked in, laughing together. They all stopped when they saw us and Eleanor frowned, her eyes moving from me, to Louis and then Liam.

"Okay, what's wrong here."

My eyes found Olivia but she was looking at Louis with a questioning look. I turned to him as he shrugged a shoulder and his lips twisted in a small and guilty smile. Olivia sighed, rubbing her eyes, and that's when I realized there was one thing that bothered me more than them having sex. It was to realize that they were so close now that they could communicate without even talking.

I groaned slightly and stormed out of the room, trying to calm myself but I was pacing in the hall, pulling on my hair and letting out a few curse words under my breath.

"Nee."

I turned only to see Olivia stare at me with soft eyes but it didn't ease the anger inside me. I stopped walking and shut my eyes tight until I felt her hand take mine. My eyes fluttered open again as she stepped back slowly, bringing me to her room. I followed her, not really sure what she was doing, and she let go of my hand when we were inside.

"Please, close the door."

I sighed but finally did what she asked. We were standing together in the dark, very close to each other, but neither of us tried to touch the other or get closer.

"Can you turn the light on, please?"

Once again, I obeyed without a word and when her face appeared in front of me, I immediately imagined her naked on top of Louis. I looked away and closed my eyes, diving my hands in my pockets quickly and playing with the fabric inside of them, twisting it with my fingers.

"Louis told you, right? Is that why you're so mad?"

"Is that why i'm-" I repeated in a whisper. "Are you fucking serious?" I added louder.

"Niall, I was single, and he was single, and you were who knows where." she explained. Her words hurt me but her tone was soft. "I needed comfort, he needed comfort... You got comfort too, didn't you? With a few girls, I heard?"

"But not with any of your friends." I argued, shaking my head. "And I didn't have sex with as many girls as you seem to believe. Is that really what you think of me?"

Once again, the blame was turned towards me when in reality, i was the one who felt fucking betrayed by their behavior.

"Tell me, Olivia." I continued a bit roughly. "How many times did you let one of my best friends make you cum, uh? How many times did you allow him to fuck you so hard you'd forget about me?"

"That's the thing, Niall! I didn't forget about you! Not a fucking second!"

Her answer made my lips part and I stopped frowning. She took a step closer and once again, took my hand in hers, bringing it up to press her palm against mine before intertwining our fingers together.

"I love you, Niall." she whispered. "Having you so close to me all the time... it's making my body vibrate. I know it sounds stupid but it's true. I miss you. I miss everything we did."

My eyes roamed on her face and I licked my lips.

"You're trying to distract me from what I just learned, aren't you?" I asked low.

"No, I'm trying to tell you that it meant nothing. Not for him and not for me. He's the closest friend I have, and we shared that together in a few moments of desperation and intense sadness. I didn't make love with him, I only made love with you. In all my life."

"I only made love with you too." I admitted, squeezing her hand in mine as I watched her tear up.

"Really?" she asked in a whisper as I saw her break down.

"Yes of course, really." I repeated. "Did you doubt it?"

I watched her nod and sniff again. I couldn't wait for the day that the feelings I would bring inside her would only be good ones. I wanted to see her smile again, I wanted to make her happy. I had promised myself I would make her happiness my priority and once again, she was crying right in front of me.

"What can I do to make you smile, Olivia?"

She brought her free hand on my chest and let it slide gently over my shirt as she licked her lips.

"I know I said I needed time but, please, kiss me." she murmured, trying not to sob again. "Just kiss me."

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totaldramaonline · 4 years

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Thank you for 220!!!

As promised I am making a proper post about it. Thank you all so much for following and supporting this blog!! I never could have expected it to get this many followers this quickly, or that so many people would enjoy my little AU, its amazing!! This post might be a bit of a long one but stick around because we are gonna vote on what to do to celebrate! I'm also gonna talk a bit about me and why this blog makes me so happy if anyone cares lmao

ok so item number one: the celebration

I have a couple ideas on what we could do so here they are (im also going to do a get 2 know OP sorta thing but that comes l8r)

Season one watch party

I would set up some sort of virtual chatroom/watch party thing and we all get to hang out and binge watch season 1 (as much as we can get through)

if this is the option ill probably have to do a second poll for what program bc Netflix Party requires everyone 2 have Netflix, Kast means everyone has to have Kast, etc.

Total Drama Commissions

So I like to think I've gotten decent at drawing in the style, I drew some of the photos in the posts as well as my own pfp so the idea is that I can draw whoever you want (yourself/OC/character) in the style for cheap. Deadass like 5 bucks idk.

Ask box slumber party

for this one to work yall are gonna have to participate but basically, we would all hang out for the night in my ask box! ill answer questions all night as fast as i can as they come in! ill probably post a few question starters and stuff

(personally this is my favourite option but it's up to you guys)

Voting is now closed (9/31/2020)

item number 2 on today's agenda goes under the cut bc it consists of me getting kinda sappy and rambling for a while

welcome to hell. I don't know when to stop talking to strap in.

Having this many people follow me in under 2 months is so fucking crazy. I never thought you all would be so excited about my little au, I made it for fun because I half rewatched the show with my sister and wanted them all to be friends, and I guess that's what you all wanted too! and then I realized there was sort’ve a fanbase and I was just amazed. This show is such a nostalgic show for me, it was one of the cartoons that my dad loved to watch with me and my siblings. (he's not dead I just realized how that sounds) I was probably 10 when they re-aired all three seasons on cable and we would get into it like it was a survivor and they were real people. I have 6 siblings, and all of us over the age of 10 were obsessed with this show at one point or another.

They don't make cartoons like this anymore. (i say, sounding old as shit and actually not knowing bc I don't have cable) But this show and 6teen are my favourite shows to rewatch now that I'm not a kid because there's so much hilarious shit I missed as a kid. No wonder my dad liked the show alone with us lol. But yeah, none of this really matters to the whole 200 followers thing, but I'm just so excited to see that so many people like the show as much as I did and do now ya know? so yeah, thank you for being here?

I really will try and keep up with this blog properly, it's just gonna be hard. As of right now, I have ELEVEN blogs, 5 of which I am actively creating content for, and I am starting a new job on Monday so that's gonna start eating my time. But that's why the queue is great! I try and fill it every few days, and ill do my best to keep that up (but bets are off when school starts back up, it'll probably have to be cut down to a few times a week)

anyways, if you have read this far, I'm sorry for all that and thank you?? you're amazing?? I'm gonna plug my other blogs for a second

@what-is-fanart-even is my main. Go here to see what I'm up to. I also do my art here, have my redbubble here, my main commissions, etc

@skyrim-said-that is the blog I'm probably most active on but unless you're into Skyrim it'll be boring lmao. I'm really only listing it so yall can see where I'm spending my time.

This is my Kofi if you wanted to uh support me? no push lmao I'm just putting it here bc I have it

I also have blogs for Outlast, Farcry 5, Red Dead Redemption, sitcoms(Gilmore girls, friends), IT (2017), and Fallout. ill drop URLs in the comments if anyone asks lmao.

and if you actually read this far you're the real fans, and I love you SO much. have an AMAZING rest of the month/year and i hope you're doing great!! Bye!!! ask box is open all the time if anyone wants to talk!! i love you all!!!!

#WHEW THIS BITCH IS LONG IM SORRY #im just excited ok #thats why im literally posting it at 2 am #ill rb in the morning #total drama #social media au #is my head too big? perhaps #like im aware 200 isnt a lot but also I LOVE YOU ALL #total drama social media au #total drama island #total drama action #total drama world tour #total drama au #poll

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nad-zeta · 4 years

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Match up (｡◕‿◕｡)

mg Hi 😅

I read through some of your matchups and I love them! So I like to ask one myself now. It’s my first time actually asking for a matchup so I hope im doing it right.

So I’m a 5'3 female and I’m cruvy (proud of my curves) long dark blonde hair and blue-grey eyes. The mbti test said I’m a INTJ but I doubt it😂. I’m pretty shy and quite around strangers but once I opened up after some time I’m really funny, sarcastic and I like to play pranks on my family and my friends. I have a strong personality and I say what I think and state my opinion but at the samw time I cry pretty easily (you could say I’m a crybaby 😅). I’m always there for my friends when they need help or advice. In social situations I get really really nervous and my voice gets shaky. I hate injustice and will always stand up for the people I care about. I would say I’m kind, nice and polite in front of strangers but very quiet. I can get stressed easily and I am not a pleasant person when stressed. I get angry and pissed of real quick. I curse a lot… Like everyday but it gets worse when I’m stressed or annoyed 😅. But anyways I love music, I especially love to sing (I kinda sing every day 😂). I like to read, right now I a book about solved and unsolved crimes, besides that I lile to watch Netflix. I prefer a quiet relaxing night watching Netflix or reading a book over go to parties. I love to learn new languages at the moment I learn dutch in school. I really love history, true crime, horror, languages and psychology. After school I want to either study History or criminology. I absolutely hate group projects but if I have to work in a group, I always take the lead and can get quite bossy. I had a rough childhood I don’t trust men easily because of some things that happend and I’m scared of getting hurt once I fall in love. Oh and I’m pretty clumsy, I don’t get hurt everyday but at least three times a week or so😂

Ooff I didn’t wanted this to be so long😂

Okey, I think that’s it ☺️ I apologize for my english it’s not my first language 😅. Take your time ☺️ you don’t need to hurry

Thank you so much. I really look forward to the matchup☺️😂 And I wish you a nice day (or night)

Hi hi, love! Hope you are doing well, thanks so much for the request! I hope you enjoy it! Hehe sorry for taking so long! I had so much fun writing this up for ya!

So I Match you with…………… Mitsuhide

The first time Mitsuhide saw you, he was captivated by your long blond hair and blue-grey eyes. Like all this boy wanted to do way play with your hair…. And that was exactly what he did. After war council, when you were named as the new Oda princess, he walked up to you and took a stand of your long hair between his fingers and started twirling it. It was so sold and silky. Of course as per the standard procedure for the sneki boi he started teasing you while playing with your hair, which made your face break out into the most beautiful blush. TBH Mitsuhide didn’t mind that you were shy, in fact, he loved it, as every day he would run into you and tease you mercilessly just to see your facial expressions… He would always smile his sneki boi smile at you when you would try your best to make conversation with him, he couldn’t help but tease you a little for the way your voice shook out of nervousness.

It took you a while to warm up and get talking to the people around you luckily for you, Mitsuhide took you under his wing. He would always be there to back you up whenever Hideyoshi would suspect you, or scold you. One day as Hideyoshi was micromanaging you yet again, Mitsuhide popped out of nowhere to come to your aid. He knew you weren’t a spy and that the reason you never really spoke much, was because you were shy. Hideyoshi was convinced the nervous shake in your voice whenever you interacted with him was because you were scared of him finding out your true identity. It wasn’t until you started tearing up midway through yet another accusation session, that the mama bear realised that you weren’t a spy, but a sweet kind shy girl who was just too nervous about being put into a new situation and having to interact with new people.

At the sight of your tears, Mitsuhide gave Hideyoshi an icy glare and led you away to your room. “Its alright little mouse, there is no reason to be shy or afraid of us, much less of the mother hen,” He then used his sleeve to gently wipe away your tears while giving you a small pat on the head

It was also then when he announced that he was your new teacher. Nobunaga had put him in charge of you to make sure you would get well adapted to the castle life and the runnings of things, as you see Nobunaga had also noticed that you were a bit shy and wanted to make things a little easier for you. Especially after he had witnessed you breaking out into tears at Hideyoshi’s scolding session. Honesty what was this Mitsuhide going to do with you, you were honestly just too cute.

Mitsuhide taught you everything from a few fighting moves, to subjects such as Politics and economics. As the two of you spent more and more time together, this sneki boi just couldn’t help but fall madly in love with you. You were truly a curious creature, he even loved how clumsy you were. Your clumsiness even had mama bear worried for you, as you were the type to trip on flat ground or accidentally bump yourself against the sharp corners of tables. It was also due to your accident-prone clumsiness that the Kitsune would insist on holding your hand whenever the two of you would go out to the market together, especially after a certain incident.

It was a warm sunny day, and you and Mitsu decided to take a break from your economics lesson and go into town for some tea. You were happily chatting with Mitsuhide when all of a sudden you tripped over a small rock. You tumbled forward and fell straight towards the road. As you looked up, you saw a horse, headed straight towards you, and your life flashed in front of your eyes. You squeezed them shut and braced for impact. Yet the fall never came, and you were never trampled by the oncoming horse. You curiously opened one eye to see two extremely worried golden orbs staring back at you. Mitushide had caught your waist and snaked his arms around you, and your body was now flush against you as he cradled you protectively in his arms, “Just what am I to do with you, my clumsy little mouse.” He smirked down at you, and you broke out into the biggest blush, the two of you were so close, and your heart was beating out of your chest. Mitsuhide released you from the warm embrace and wrapped his large hand around your smaller one while smiling at you, “This way, I can protect you from your own clumsiness little one; honestly, I can’t believe the mother hen through a sweet, clumsy little mouse like you could ever be a deadly assassin.”

As time passed, you found yourself opening up more and more the Kitsune, and soon you revealed your true personality to him. It happened one day as he was teasing you over a cup of tea. What he didn’t expect was for you to make a playfully sarcastic comeback, this boi was shook. Finally, it was your turn to smile triumphantly at the small blush now forming on Mitsu’s cheeks. “What is it Mitsu, you like to play with fire but can’t take the heat.” Mitsuhide recovered quickly, and soon the two of you were playfully flinging sarcastic comments at each other, he really enjoyed this side of you. What he loved, even more, was that it was a side that you showed him and him only. The more he discovered about your personality, the more he fell head over heels for you. Like how you enjoyed pulling pranks on people.

The two of you often teamed up during banquets to prank your new warlord friends, it wasn’t uncommon for the two of you to be caught in fits of laughter at a prank well executed. The oda forces were always shook to see Mitsuhide genuinely laughing and smiling whenever he was around you, but honestly, he couldn’t help it, you were absolutely hilarious. Your jokes had him clenching his stomach in uncontrollable laughter, who would suspect that such a shy little creature would be so full of delightful surprises.

Honestly at this point, you were also head over heels for sneki boi, after what had happened in your past, you were scared and hurt and it took you a long time to trust Mitsuhide, but you knew he was the one. This Kitsune managed to sneak past the wall you had built around your heart and made himself right at home. At this point, Mitsuhide thought he had seen every side of his beloved mouse, but boy was he wrong.

As the two of you were walking hand in hand to your favourite tea house, a shopkeeper had waved Mitsu over to talk business. You gave Mitsuhide a reassuring smile and said that you would sit over on the bench across the street and wait for him. He was a little reluctant, but after you gave him a reassuring smile, he decided to solve the problem as quick as humanly possible, so that he could get back to giving you his undivided attention. You sat down on the bench and looked up at the sky when you heard some lesser warlords talk about Mitsuhide. You strained your ears to hear what they were saying. They were busy speaking very poorly of the man you loved and were busy spreading false rumours. You honestly hated injustice, especially when it was aimed towards those who you held dear.

You stood up and walked over to them, you gave them a piece of your mind, when things started to escalate. Mitsuhide heard the commotion, and when he turned his head to look for you, he found you pissed off and swearing at the group of men. His eyes widened, he had never expected such language to come out of his dearest mouse’s mouth. Although soon his shock morphed into a curious smile, that was just like you, to surprise him with something new out of nowhere. He walked a bit closer intending to pull you out of the situation, when you had confessed your love for him during the heated debate with the men. HE was shocked, you loved him?

After regaining his composure from the sudden confession he sneakily made his way up to you and wrapped his arms around your waist. When the men had spotted the kitsune they ran for the hills, it was one thing talking badly about him behind his back but to his face… They knew Mitsuhide was a dangerous man, and they definitely didn’t want to make an enemy of him. You were so confused at the men just running off when you felt Mitsuhide wrap his arms around you, “Could you repeat that last statement you had made little mouse, I’m afraid I was too far away to hear it correctly, as I think my ears have been playing tricks on me.” You were now blushing profusely, you slowly turned around in his arms, not daring to look him in the eye when you muttered a small “I love you.” You didn’t even have time to react when this boy had your lips captured in a heated kiss. As he pulled away, he whispered those words you had longed to hear from him for a long time “I love you to my precious clumsy beautiful little mouse.”

The two of you made the cutest couple, and Mitsuhide would spend every moment of his free time with you. He loved learning new things about you, like how you would sing every day. He loved your voice, and how that soft, soothing melody would fill his room and instantly wash away the exhaustion of his day. Often he would just stand and listen to you softly sing as you worked and he would let those soft words piece through him and melt away his tiredness before moving on to his next meeting. Other times he would trap you in his arms and gently stroke your hair while insisting you sing a song for him.

When he found out you were a fan of criminology and used to watch and read books about crimes and unsolved cases he was over the moon. His speciality was basically solving puzzles and stopping bad guys that wanted to hurt his friends. You loved It when he would tell you stories of his latest mission uncovering the assassin’s motives and stopping them, you even managed to give some input as to where potential evidence could be hidden. Mitsuhide loved the way your eyes lit up when he would tell you about past missions he worked on, that was particularly tricky. Finally, he had found a woman that loved him for him, who had an interest in his life and that never judged him but accepted him with open arms.

Both of your are creatures of comfort and quiet, so it is not uncommon for the two of you to be nestled up in each other’s arms each doing your own things. You would rest your head on his chest and read while he would have his chin propped up to rest on your shoulder, while his arm was snaked around your waist as he would write his reports. Ever so often, he would give you a sneaky little kiss in between his writing.

Often you could be found with your head resting in the crook of sneki boi’s neck as he spends hours and hours just pulling his fingers through your hair. You would tell him all about your day, or the latest book you had read and he would listen intently absorbing every word. It wasn’t uncommon for these quiet moments to turn into a tickling match with him playfully tickle kissing you after you had made some hilariously sarcastic comment flung towards him

Other potential matches…………….. Masamune

I hope you enjoyed this love!

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taurusjaehyun · 5 years

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kiss me // j.jh

♦️Pairing: jaehyun x fem reader

♦️Other Members/ Characters: 97 line GC (Eunwoo, Jungkook and Mingyu) + Jihyo of Twice (also a 97 liner)

♦️Genre: smut, fluff,, bf Jaehyun, uni au

♦️Warnings: rough sex, nipple play(?), slight cock warming, squirting, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, badly written smut lmao, mentions of RuPaul’s Drag Race bc I’ve been binging on it after Netflix put all the seasons on!!!

♦️Word count: 3,981

♦️Story: Finals are done and you finally have proper time with your boyfriend Jaehyun but he barely pays you any attention. He won’t even give you a kiss you because of a stupid mobile game.

Note: A request by anon for bf!Jaehyun. Also, yeaaah, this isn’t proof read, sorry for the shitty aftercare and the shitty writing in general lol. Tell me what you guys think, please! I’d love feedback so I can improve hehe <3

"Kiss me." You say as you push yourself up closer to your boyfriend’s face, who was currently focused on his phone as he laid next to you in your bed, playing whatever mobile phone game he was addicted to with the guys. It was kind of annoying, really.

You purse your lips and make kissy sounds, making him chuckle. You roll your eyes at him but he doesn’t notice, because he was too focused on his phone. You couldn’t believe how he’d rather play with his phone and his friends rather than spending time with you, his girlfriend, despite it being a free Sunday for the both of you. Finals were fucking finally over for all of you after the two of you, along with your friends had spent every day studying (more like cramming) to try and ace your tests.

It was safe to say the two of you hadn’t had sex in a while. Plus, this was your only time alone together after a while as your roommate, Jihyo was on a date with her boyfriend, Eunwoo. Jihyo was a bit anal about you bringing in Jaehyun to your dorm to have sex after she had caught you and Jaehyun fucking a few times (it was more than a few times, honestly). You couldn’t hold it against her because she never had sex with Eunwoo in your dorm. Ever. Or not that you know of.

You pinch Jaehyun’s side, making him yelp but he barely spares you a glance. You pucker your lips again and make kissy faces at him, trying to annoy him more than anything at this point. Jaehyun tilts his head towards you, eyes still focused on the screen of his phone as he blindly pecks at your face, kissing your nose instead of your lips like you wanted to.

Feeling annoyed, you grab the phone out of his hands and turn it off. You set his phone on your nightstand, straddle him and cup his cheeks, squishing and pinching it with your hands. His hands automatically make his way to your hips as he looks up with you with a less than pleased expression.

“I was about to beat Mingyu and Jungkook, you know,” he grunts in annoyance, taking hold of your hands that started to pinch his cheeks painfully. He pulls your hands off his cheeks and intertwines his fingers with yours.

You laugh, “Baby, today’s our free day. You can kill them some other time!” You started to grind your hips against his, testing the waters. You really wanted to take advantage of the time alone you had with the love of your life and do anything and everything you’ve wanted to do for the past few weeks. Also, fucking the built up stress away wasn’t a bad idea.

Jaehyun watches you, grinding and circling your hips, almost as if he was hypnotized. He bit his lip and gives you a pointed look, “I thought we weren’t allowed to have sex here anymore?”

You lean back and shrug, “Jihyo isn’t here anyways. What does she know?”

“Well Jungkook and Mingyu know how important my ranking is in that game to me. And they know I’m here with you.” Jaehyun chuckles, “they’re already probably going off in the group chat that we’re already fucking and you know Eunwoo’s in the chat too.”

You stop grinding on him, and sighed before blowing a raspberry, “I honestly don’t give a shit. Jihyo knows I’m putting RuPaul’s Drag Race over everything, including you so I could just say I forced you to watch.”

Jaehyun scoffs and looks at you as if he’s offended, “so you mean to say you finished the season we were watching WITHOUT ME?” He lets go of your hands and holds onto your thighs, squeezing.

You explode in laughter, knowing well that Jaehyun took offense in it. You both were big fans of the show that you’d do marathons of it together, especially the most recent All Stars season. “Trinity-“

He puts up a finger to your lips, “ok, spoiler queen. I don’t need to know. I’ll watch it for myself.”

“No, I’ll tell you right now! Trinity and Monet-“

Jaehyun puts his hands over his ears, closes his eyes and starts howling, and basically doing every annoying sounds he could produce, just to shut you up.

You laugh, trying to pull his hands away from his ear, telling him about the finale. Each second he goes on with his act, the more you found it funny so you ended up bellowing in laughter, weak as you fall down on his chest, shoulders shaking.

Jaehyun sighs as he wraps an arm around you, patting your head gently. “God, you’re annoying.”

Still in fits of giggles, you sit up again and hover over him, staring at him. Jaehyun was probably one of the most beautiful men you’ve ever seen in your life and you thought you were blessed to have been given a chance to be one of the people he loved in this world. “You love me, though.”

Jaehyun gives you a goofy smile, “that I do, sweetheart. So fucking much. You have no idea.”

“Prove it!”

“How?”

"Kiss me."

Jaehyun didn’t have to be told twice. His hands find its way on the back of your head, and he pulls you close while he lifts his head up to meet you halfway and locks his lips with yours.

You chuckle and proceed to kiss him. Deep and hard, always. His tongue swipes on your lower lip and you grant him access and soon your tongues wrapped around each other. You didn't know how long you were kissing but all you knew was you were already feeling dizzy and breathless but you just wanted to taste him again and again.

People might call you crazy but every time you saw him, he still gave you the butterflies he made you feel from the first time you saw him. That was how you knew you were already in love with him. You were so into in him that his mere touch sent shivers up your spine and when he makes love to you, you’re afraid you’ll burst into tears because of the overwhelming feelings he gives you.

You pull away and pull off the large t-shirt that you used as pyjamas. Underneath it, you weren’t wearing anything because you knew you’d be fucking your boyfriend. You shoot him a smile as you cup your breasts for him, earning a whistle from him. You knew he loved your nipples and right now, they looked too appetizing to him, already so hard and begging to be sucked by him.

He bites his lips at the sight of your naked and pliant body. He knew how conscious you were of your body but he loved how you trusted him too much that you were confident naked in front of him. He was thankful for that because for him it was a way to really say how much you trusted and loved him.

You grab his hands and rest them over your breasts as you start to circle your hips on him again. He had an obsession with you boobs that he would find a way to suck your nipples most of the time, that when you would sleep over at his dorm (which was better because the athletic department had budget and gave them solo rooms) even before you sleep, he sucks your nipples. It was endearing.

You were his and he was yours. As soon as he lets go of your nipples, you kiss his neck, making sure to rub you hard nipples against his chest as you pull up his shirt and help him fully take it off. He cups your face as you kiss and you rush to undo his jeans. You plant kisses down his neck, chest and stomach as you go lower, pulling down his jeans.

His half hard cock pops out as you pull down his underwear and help him get both his jeans and underwear off around his ankles until the both of you were buck naked. You settle between his legs, kissing his thighs, just taking your time but your hands find his cock, the tip leaking with clear liquid.

You spit on your hands, easing the friction and starting to jerk him off. You use the pad of your thumb to rub the slit of his cock, watching how his cock twitches and gets harder at the action. His dick continues to leak pre-cum, enough for you to spread it around the sensitive mushroom head of his shaft.

“Fuck, baby. Stop playing and suck it if you’re going to,” he hisses, fisting the sheets beside him.

“Ok, ok.” You laugh but you continue to play with his sensitive head. You gather your spit in your mouth and drop it slowly on the head of his dick, circling your tongue to the air so the spit goes around and covers the rest of his cock. “I’ll get your dick wet first, you big baby.”

Jaehyun moans as you start to jack him off, your left teasing the head and the right jerking the rest of his cock. He watches you as you bite your lips in concentration as you jerk him off, using the tricks that are fool proof to make him feel good. Especially that jerk-jerk-twist-jerk movement that had his hips bucking.

Without a word, you start to suck on his head, slurping on the salty precum, making him hiss in pleasure. You use your now free left hand to fondle on his balls as you keep jerking and sucking him off. When the moisture from your spit around the rest of his length dries, you slowly take him in your mouth, deep throating him.

You keep your thumb in your fist, trying to keep your gagging down as you used your left hand to hold onto the base of his cock as you take him deeper inside your mouth until your nose was touching his belly, his trimmed pubes prickling you.

Jaehyun was always amazed how you manage to take in his whole length but then again, you always managed to surprise him and managed to exceed his expectations which was one of the reasons for why he fell in love with you. Out of all the girls around him, you managed to catch his attention and he found himself unable to keep you out of his mind until the two of you got to work together since you were both in student government.

You lift your head a little and bob your head, keeping his dick down your throat, knowing this would surely cover the whole of his cock with your spit. Jaehyun had always been a loud grunter and moaner so it was no doubt that the room was filled with Jaehyun’s sounds of pleasure and curses as you make him feel good with your mouth. Once you couldn’t hold your breath anymore, you pull away from his cock.

You take the spit stringing your mouth to the head of his cock with your fingers and jerk him off. Jaehyun looks at you, mouth swollen, eyes lidded and tears forming at your ducts. You lean forward, rubbing the head of his cock against your nipples, making him groan at the sight. You take him in your mouth again, this time, just comfortably sucking him off, just taking in the length you could casually and jerk the rest of his shaft.

He grabs a hold of your head, pushing your pony tail back and tucking the strands that came apart from the vigorous bobbing of your head on his cock. Jaehyun starts to thrust his hips up so you stop moving, your arms on either sides of his hips on the bed, letting him fuck your face at his own pace. When he thrusts to particularly deep, you end up gagging and you pull away, coughing.

Jaehyun gasps in worry, immediately sitting up and cups your face. “Sorry, sorry! I didn’t mean to! I’m so sorry, sweetheart.”

You let out a giggle and peck his lips, “it’s ok, love.”

"So now, it’s my turn to please my lady." He grins as he kisses you on the cheek before he maneuvers you to the head of the bed and pushes you down until he was hovering over you and in between your legs. He licks the tips of his fingers and rubs at your clit, making you twitch. He reaches down and slips two of his fingers inside you with no warning, making you gasp. “You’re this wet for me, sweetheart? Well shit.” He grins at you, teasing as his he finds a comfortable paces to fuck you with his fingers.

You close your eyes, reveling in the sensation of his fingers stretching you and rubbing against your spot as you squeeze your breasts. God, he knew just how to make you feel so good, and you couldn’t wait for the main event: his cock but his fingers were doing more than good that you find yourself bucking against his hand as your orgasm comes over you fast, like it was unexpected that you didn’t realize you were cumming until it you started to scream and tremble.

“That was fast,” Jaehyun teases, pulling his fingers out of you slowly, watching your pussy juice stringing as he separates his fingers. He takes the fingers from inside you and shoves it in his mouth and licks it clean. It as a shame you couldn’t see it as you were still basking in the after effects of your orgasm, eyes pinched close. “I didn’t even touch your clit!” He says, giving you a teasing look. “You must’ve waited for this long, huh?”

You grin at him, but still trying to calm yourself down by taking deep breaths. “We haven’t had sex since Jihyo made us stop having sex here and finals was a bitch, Jae. I was stressed!” You close your eyes, clutching your chest dramatically.

Jaehyun laughs at you and kneels in front of you, lifting your hips and pulling you to him. He lifts your hips and settles it on top of his legs. You feel him line his cock to your slit and pushes his head in.

“Wait! I’m not ready yet!” You whimper, using your legs to push yourself off but his grip on your hips was strong and he had already pushed inside you, the whole of his length inside you. Your eyes roll back as his tip presses against your sweet spot but at the same time, the burn of the stretch makes you hiss in pain. He was never an easy size to begin with.

“Relax, babe.” He says gently as he takes a hold of your waist but you see how he has his eyes closed and his mouth agape. “You’re fucking tight.”

Still feeling the stretch, you lift your head and hit his hand on your waist, making him laugh. “You’re an asshole. I’m still sensitive.” You pouted.

“I know, love. Your pussy’s still throbbing.” He gives you a sweet smile and grabs your legs to wrap them around him. He takes his time, keeping his cock inside you while he takes his time into admiring your serene face and running his hands on your skin. “You ok?” He intertwines your fingers and plants kisses on the back of your hand, watching you remain silent with your eyes closed.

You eventually give him a sign but don’t answer him, instead, you smile at him as you squeeze your walls around his cock, making him wince. “Your cock is-AH!”

He starts to move his hips, just grinding do every roll of his hips, his cock hitting your sweet spot. "Ah, shit. You're so fucking tight." He groans as he finally pulls his hips back and drove into me slowly, bottoming out and slamming back in, making you moan at the sweet pressure inside.

You wrap your legs tighter around him as he moved his hips up, hitting your sweet spot at a different angle as he leans down and sucks at your nipples. Fucking Jaehyun wouldn’t be fucking him if he wasn’t sucking on your nipples while he was fucking into you. You keep his head close to you, as if you were holding a baby’s head sucking on its mother’s nipple. Honestly, with the amount of times he was sucking on your nipples, you wouldn’t be surprised if you started lactating out of the blue.

He lifts your legs as he starts slow but deep thrusts and puts both of your legs over his shoulders as he leans down, basically folding you in half. He captures your lips while his hips pick up pace. He kisses the sensitive spots on your neck as he builds up a steady pattern of fucking you, making you eyes roll back in pleasure. He licks the skin from you ear to my neck, making you shiver and buck your hips, easily receiving his hard cock.

He eventually goes into full force and you’re left to nothing but a moaning mess as he drives his hips to yours forcefully and in a pace beyond what you could handle. He was so deep inside you that you could the sweet pressure of his hard cock jabbing your cervix.

You claw at his back and grabbing onto whatever you could, holding on for dear life as he drives into you relentlessly, with his hands lifting up your hips for easier access. "F-fu...fuck! Ah! Soooo goo-...ood! Ah!!"

He pulls out and you groan at the loss of his cock inside you.

"Jaehyun, no," You groan desperately as he smirks at me.

"Patience, love." He smiles and lies on his back, making me straddle him.

Needing no words, you straddle him and slip down his length, releasing a sigh of pleasure at the fullness you’re feeling. You lean down and kiss him and he settles his hands on your ass cheeks, massaging and slapping. You pull away, moving your hips slowly, forward and backward, taking him in deep inside. You lean your head back, moaning from the pleasure.

He leans forward and sucks your left nipple and plays with your nipple with his hands, rolling the hard pebble with his fingers, pulling and squeezing. He groans in pleasure as you tighten your walls around him. He moves to your riģht nipple and sucks, and gives the same treatment as he did with your other nipple.

Jaehyun then pushes you down towards him and holds you tight as he starts thrusting hard and fast from below you. You squeal at the intense, hard pleasure coming in, giving you no room to breathe.

"JAEHYUN!!!!" You scream as you push your hips down to meet his thrusts and take him in any deeper, if it was possible. "FucK! AHH!!" You let myself go and my body becomes limbless at the excessive pleasure. You feel the drool escape your lips as you lean your face on the crook of his neck.

Without effort, he maneuvers you off of him and throws you on the bed then kissing every exposed inch of my skin he could reach. Once he reaches down, he doesn’t hesitate and proceeds to eat you out like a fucking maniac, making you scream and shiver in so much pleasure. There were lots of things Jung Jaehyun did well and one of the top things besides academics, basketball, cooking and fucking, eating you out would be included. And it didn't help that he knew your body like the back of his hand.

"Jaehyun! I'm cummimg!" You scream and before he could react, you were trembling, already in your second orgasm of the day. He never stopped sucking on your clit and started fingering you again, jus jabbing at your sweet spot while you were on the verge of your orgasm. You wanted to keep away but he had your hips on hold. Pretty soon, you felt it coming again and this time, you ended up squirting.

He looked pretty proud of himself after you were left a shivering mess. “There we go, good girl!” He smiles, kissing the back of your hand. “I told you I’d make you squirt, right?” The last time you had sex, knowing it’d be while before you could again, the two of you had rented a room and tried every position you wanted to try out and tried finding out your limits. He had made you squirt then and you both were amazed after seeing it once so he had promised you that he would be making you do it again.

“Jihyo’s gonna be so fucking mad when she gets home…” you trail off, still a bit high from your orgasm. “God, I’m dead. I need to find a new roommate.” You take a deep breathe, “also, I think… I’m gonna pass out.”

Jaehyun laughed, “at least let me cum before you pass out!”

“I fucking hate you right now.” You could feel the slight sheen of sweat on your body, besides from the body liquid you just expelled earlier.

“Excuse me, Ms. Y/N? You were the one that wanted this, remember?”

You wanted to pass out but you were sure Jaehyun wasn't over yet and besides, you always wanted Jaehyun’s cum inside you. It wasn't done until he came inside you. “Fuck me now, come on.” He immediately enters you and starts working his hips in a pace fast and hard.

"Fuck! Slow down!" It was too good that you could feel fresh tears drip down your temple. "Wait!!! Jaehyun" You try to push him away to at least slow him down but he holds you tighter and drives into you harder, constantly pressing against your g-spot. It was honestly like his cock was made for your pussy as he’s always hitting the places inside you that made you see stars.

"Ah, fuck! Your pussy so fucking tight for me!" He exclaims, followed with a plethora of curses as he does a steady pace of strong, deep, fast thrusts. He kisses you and holds tight on your breasts, squeezing them.

"I'm cumming!" You scream as you quickly cum on his cock which triggers his orgasm as well, but he keeps his shallow thrusts until he's emptied his cum all inside of you, filling you a few weeks worth of cum, filling you to the brim that some spill out even though his cock acted as a plug.

He stays inside you as the two of you kiss again, lazily this time, so you both could catch your breaths too. "I love you, y/n." He smiles at you, kissing your chin.

You laugh at his sweetness as you focus on breathing to slow down your fast heartbeat. Was it because of his words or your exhaustion? Or both? But you did know the exhaustion was taking over you. You close your eyes, basking in the warmth of his body against yours. Your ears were blocked and you were still trembling but you weren’t complaining.

Jaehyun knew you so he wasn’t expecting your reply and he already knows your answer anyways. Pretty soon, you quickly fall asleep, surprising him. But it was understandable because he made you spent so he cleaned up after you, wiping your body and your crotch with a warm towel and dressing you in panties and one of the shirts he’s left intentionally after he had cleaned himself up. It was the least he could do.

From Jung Jaehyun | 10:30AM

To Cha Eunwoo

So, what are you willing to do for me not to tell y/n I caught you and Jihyo fucking after ur gf made us stop fucking in their dorm? Send me your most expensive skin, Cha and try to beat me!

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stormikujo · 4 years

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@lilacreads thank you for the request babes! your matchup is under the cut, enjoy <3

Hiya! If your still doing matchups can I plz have one for attack on titan and stray dogs? (gender doesn’t matter) also I wasn’t sure wether to submit it or ask, so I just submitted, hope that’s okay! xxI’m an Australian/scottish female, with longish brown hair (which is slightly curly) green eyes, freckles, dimples and straight teeth (with the assistance of braces) I’m around 5'2 I think or 158cm to be precise and I guess an average weight but maybe more athletic build. People squish my cheeks since I guess they are squishy, and they also try hugging me a lot (because they know I hate hugs) I have this scar on my cheek from falling off the couch when I was three, and even though people say they don’t see it, I always do!For my personality, I’m an INFP (Myers Briggs) which honestly explains a lot about me. I hate talking about how I feel with people and tend to just ignore feeling like sadness or anger, but then I love it when people rant to me about their own problems since I like giving advice. So I guess im quite reserved, which I think annoys people who don’t know me to well. I’m also quite antisocial and need time to recharge after being with a group of friends. Though, I do enjoy spending time with friends and family, I prefer doing outdoor activities such as surfing and riding bikes (im not very sporty tho) I also ghost people a lot (im sorry) like I dot mean to, but sometimes I just see a message and I literally dont have the energy to reply for a week.I’ve always been quite spiritual I guess, and would always see and hear things that my family wouldn’t. I used to be really quite when I was younger, not really because I was that shy or anything but more because I had a very active mind. That got better as I grew older, but im still really into tarot reading and all that squiz! Aries is my zodiac and im very passionate about research and trying to figure out strangers zodiacs.My hobbies include: field hockey, swimming, reading (ASOIAF over and over) binge watching shows, drawing, collecting stones and making stone pets, sewing and making clothes, stargazing, researching the biology of strange insects, journalling, baking, gardening, going on rides with friends, pretending to have a scottish accent, my dog (called chloe) and being in my hammock for hours. Things I dislike are: sleeping in (im an early bird), when people ask personal questions and I hardly know them, when my friends fight (im usually not apart of that), getting chilblains on my toes, when my neighbours dog won’t stop barking, tarragon (ew!), throne of glass book series (sorry, just can’t, nothing against the author), randomly judgmental people (like if you smile at them and they scoff, arggghh im already socially awkward safe me!) and the character Hannah from dark on Netflix. if I could manifest my future (lets not get ahead of ourselves) I would live in a cottage with a brown border collie doggo called cannoli and a grey fluffy cat called Magnus. I would be married with three kids, and I would force them at a young age to pack the dishwasher (oops im lazing) I would have a small art shop nearby which would basically be an art cafe. And I would go on many road trips with my hubby (I hope). My friend once told me she thought I was a bitch before we knew each other, so I guess I come off as a bit cold or disinterested at first. I always have a resting bitch face which doesn’t help my case (sorry for swearing, I don’t like it) in reality, I’m pretty sure im kind and also never want to leave anyone out (cause I know how that feels) if you want to be friends, you must be able to put up with my random sprouts of energy and passionate moments. (thank you so much!)

i match you with Dazai!

dazai is definitely going to try squishing your cheeks because he’s a gremlin like that, just swat him away. 😫 dazai doesn’t open up to anyone, no one gets the chance at digging through his past or picking his brain. he believes people that are so open and vulnerable to their emotions are truly a work of art, but he wouldn’t want to be with someone too open. your quiet, reserved nature is appealing to him, but he loves to outdoor activities with you. he wants to have fun with you all the time! constant adventures? of course. every day with dazai is a damn adventure.

he wants a s/o that can put up with wild antics and bold personality. but also, someone he can wind down with and have deep conversations with. deep down he wants someone that can understand him, but he knows that requires vulnerability which he isn’t willing to do. but if you’re years into the relationship, he trusts you with his entire life

dazai would be a very loving, thoughtful boyfriend. he’s your number one fan in everything you do, your best friend and partner in crime 💞

i match you with.. levi!

levi is known for being blunt, and quite rude. but under this walls there’s a passionate man who deeply loves those that are close to him. it’s quite hard to get to know a man like levi ackerman actually, and his relationships are built on lots of trust and respect.

he doesn’t want a lazy s/o. that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t like an introverted s/o, but i feel like he’d prefer someone he could go out and do stuff with, but he’d also really enjoy being able to relax at home with you. and it sounds like you can do a bit of both!

levi doesn’t expect you to open up if you aren’t willing, so don’t expect it from him. he loves you dearly, but he’ll open up when he’s ready. he’s not one for getting advice or being comforted, anyways. he’s very interested in your passion for tarot readings, and will ask a million questions. he won’t stop until he knows as much as you do. your random spouts of energy and passionate ramblings are really cute to levi, and he hates that you melt his heart so easily.

levi would be a good boyfriend, if you’re patient and willing to reassure him without words.

#levi ackerman #osamu dazai #matchup #submission

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sleepymouses · 4 years

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tagged by @littlepetbee, thank uuuu <3 i spent way too long thinking about htis lol,

Rules: pick 5 shows, then answer the following questions, tag a bunch o ppls to do it too (if y’all want to, supes no pressure or anything!)

Natsume yuujinchou (a teenage orphan who sees spirits/monsters sets out to free the spirits who were bound in magical contract by his grandmother after he inherits a powerful book, aided primarily by a spirit who appears as an exasperated fat cat (who is just as fun as he sounds). Titular character is like my Fave boy in the whole world, he’s so kind and soft despite all the hardships he’s faced, the series has very gentle pacing/character development, and each episode is a carefully crafted lil story that have often moved me to tears, chuckles, or outright chinhands of fondness as u watch natsume slowly find a home in the world and amongst the humans &spirits around him. big focus on friendships, there’s like no romance with any of the main characters, lots of cool different creatures (most of whom arent all that scary once u get to know them), its just literally everything i could ever dream for in a show and it exists! <3)

Leverage (team of modern day robin hoods ruin rich peoples’ lives via delightfully crafted spy cons to give back to the regular folks the rich people hurt. Extremely good, strong found family vibes, and v cathartic)

Brooklyn 99 (follows diverse cast of character who make up a NY precinct. Hilarious, immensely wholesome & groundbreaking, & probs the most lighthearted crime show besides like psych tbh)

Blackspot/Zone Blanche (spoopy french/belgium crime series set in a small village way out in the mountains surrounded by misty, mysterious and murdery woods. eerie and atmospheric, but also like one of my fave characters (everyone calls him teddy bear) keeps a pet guinea pig at work, so it’s not entirely grim and bleak)

Longmire (a modern western crime drama centering around the titular sheriff and others in their small town wyoming county, well written and lot of chracter development revealed alongside some really good case mysteries bc i love trying to figure out whodunits apparently based on a book series well adored by dads btw)

who is your favorite character in 2? (leverage) ahhh,,, this is hard... Eliot maybe? like Hardison is baby ofc, but i relate to elliot a ton (i think if i was on a team i would want to be the hitter tbh?) and love the subversion of so many action hero tropes that he is, also endlessly amused by how very put upon he is despite all his rad/random skills

who is your least favorite character in 1? (natsume yuujinchou) oh seiji matoba for sure, he can go eat a mouldy tree stump. absolutely evil nasty dude

what is your favorite episode of 4? (blackspot) the end of the road. great opening, didnt end up too devastating unlike a lot of the cases, Hermann was gr8, cool twist i hadnt super expected in the plot which was neat.

what is your favorite season of 5? (longmire) probs 1, walter reeally started to piss me off being Such A Man in later seasons, also me being extremely anxious about Henry and his life choices later, that creepy stalker storyline starting up with Someone and when Someone else in the main cast got died really suddenly and upsettingly later on as well, also when a weird relationship started between some of the characters that i really aint feeling so. before all that happened was nice (also sorry if this is super vague, im trying to avoid spoilers)

who is your favorite couple in 3? (B99) Besides Jake/Amy and Holt/Kevin (bc oviously theyre gr8) uh.. i know it was a long time ago and didnt last very long, but i thought rosa and marcus were really sweet? it brought another layer out to her character, even when they broke up that helped rosa starting to show emotional vulnerability and all, even tho it ended it was still just, idk, i liked them.

who is your favorite couple in 2? (leverage) Does trio count, cos Parker/Eliot/Harding 4 life yo

what is your favorite episode of 1? (natsume yujinchou) i have sooo many faves ahhh!!! i dont think i could pick just one on pain of death, every episode is acrefully cosntructed gem all on its own and i have too many that i love and adore to pick jsut one :((

what is your favorite episode of 5? (longmire) Dog soldier!! ive rewatched that one a ton, so so many good bits, really satisfying resolution of the case despite the shitty system that was revealed, and i rmr getting chills by the end the first time i saw it.

what is your favorite season of 2? (leverage) i guess season 1? just, idk, everything being set up and watching all these grumpies/less grumpies who have no plans to stay together start working together as a baby team, and just the joy of seeing their first heist together with the first plot twist, just.. such a delight, but all seasons that ive seen so far were all excellent, it’s a stellar show

how long have you watched 1? (natsume yujinchou) oh idk exactly, like years and years man... defs the longest out of all on this list

how did you become interested in 3? (b99) i think it was just on netflix way back in season 1 and i started watching it, loved it and never stopped? i think that might have even been before it got rlly popular lol

who is your favorite actor in 4? (blackspot) i dont rlly know any of these french peeps? but teddybear’s one of my fave characters, so hopefully the person who plays him is also cool, in which case hubert delattre (if not, Suliane Brahim does a v good job as the lead)

which do you prefer, 1, 2, or 5? (natsume yujinchou, leverage or longmire) um... real torn between natsume and leverage here, they’re both such lovely gems that do found family so, so well.. leverage is a team of modern robin hood-esque spies with brilliant writing and exciting heists and multiple delightful plot twists every episode and great character building and so much catharticism in ruining evil rich peoples lives.

but natsume’s title character is one of my very favorite characters ever, hes been through so much but he becomes the most kindest and thoughtful boy ever, and its so, so soft and gentle in its development of characters and their slow build of getting to know each other and becoming friends, and the interactions with the paranormal world are very rarely entirely malicious/scary, and there’s pretty well no romance, at least like no romance for plot/with the main characters anyways, and there’s lots of female characters who have important roles but arent sexualized/killed off for man feels/exist for romo (which sadly cannot be said about a lot of media, especially manga/anime tbh, even leverage does not win entirely on that front).. its defintiely my favorite anime ever (i dont watch loads, but literally no other one can ever come close to topping its perfection),

i guess tho, leverage is over, and natsume is still technically ongoing, so i guess for that then i have to go with natsume?

which show have you seen more episodes of, 1 or 3? (natsume yuujinchou or b99) Natsume for sure, they’re so short its easy to power thru like half a season in an afternoon

if you could be anyone from 4, who would you be? (blackspot) i would probably want to be someone who didnt live in villefranche actually haha uh, it’s a pretty spoopity place.. even some of the characters i do like make some Bad decisions that are v bothersome. Dr. Leila barami seems to have a good head on her shoulders tho, so if i Must be a character here then let’s go with her

would a crossover between 3 and 4 work? (b99 or blackspot) oh god... the cheery upbeat department at the 99 meet up with a grim, misty tiny mountain forest village with bleak day to day life, solving crimes amidst small town paranoia and weird maybe cult-related conspiracies and honestbhly something/s paranormal and menacing going on in the woods?? i just... cant see any of the characters even interacting lol, im just picturing jake’s confused befuddled face when he hears something weird but like x 10000

pair two characters in 1 who would make an unlikely but strangely okay couple? (natsume yujinchou) hm... i mean, one of the things i love about Natsume is that there arent really any romo relationships tbh? at least not with any of the main characters in the main storyline (so far), just like the odd one-off of minor characters (and takashi’s adopted parents ofc, but that’s different). so, yeah, i cant really think of one (although i think the big fandom fave ship of takashi and his worst enemy is rlly.. nope, and i dont know what’s going on there? takashi and tanama however, that would make sense, tho it is not unlikely so i cant answer this question with them)

overall, which show has the better storyline, 3 or 5? (b99 or longmire) b99! cos ya know my annoyances with some of the stuff happening later on in longmire lol, b99 just got better n better as it went along, and it’s still going :’)

which has the better theme music, 2 or 4? (leverage or blackspot) blackspot has a real good eerie atmospheric theme which is gr8 and i love it <3 (leverage’s tune is like, elevator music/cheesy jazzy spy tune, which does suit it tho lol)

and idk, anyone bored and stuck at home who wants to do this? no pressure if ur like nah but if u wanna go ahead.... @creepy-friend-of-darkness @anna-wa @rhinky-thingz @rexbasileus @aeolian-harp @warrenkoles @softbrobarnes @damnitttana @cluelesswolf @moondoggiestyle @blloodorangeisthenewblack @my-nail-beds-suck @frankiecolours @savvylikeyeahhh @lake-effectkidx @justhugharry @casualmisandry @j4ya @galaxygalpals @thesecondwarm @dealwright @knipperdollin @curlycombover @kaspbrakeddie (and if i didnt tag u and u still wanna do this, consider yeself tagged)

#littlepetbee #long post #littlepetlouis #thank u for tagging me in these <333 sorry im rarely here to do them but i appreciate em and try to keep track when im on #heather watches things #also this was a fun thing to think about bc urgh i am so tired of same old shit day in and out these days oof #natsume #k now im real emosh about natsume ahh #leverage #also come scream at me if u watch any of these ahh #longmire #askables #black spot #b99

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thewatermelonwrites · 5 years

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Café Hwarang, Part 5: Five Times Jonghyun and Taemin Didn’t Go All the Way and One Time They Did

Title: Café Hwarang

Pairing: Just Jongtae for this installment!

Rating: NC-17 because this is literally just 11,500 words of Jongtae making out and having sexy time

Summary: BL cafes are a thing and I let my imagination go wild.

“Thanks for doing this for me, hyung.” Taemin said, propped up on the kitchen counter as he watched Jonghyun cook.

“This isn’t for you, Taemin-ah.” Jonghyun replied as he meticulously measured the amount of soy sauce he would need, “I’m doing this so I can actually eat a meal at your house.”

Taemin pouted at him, more for show than anything else. “It’s still less work for me.” He said matter-of-factly before tugging at the collar of his shirt, fanning it out.

Once Jonghyun had finished placing all the ingredients he needed in the pan he turned around to Taemin, almost leaning his elbow on the stove before quickly pulling it away. “I’m actually not so sure you aren’t just faking being a terrible cook to get me to feed you.”

A smile pulled at Taemin’s lips. “If I was, would it matter?” He felt his stomach start to flutter at his own teasing, awaiting Jonghyun’s reaction.

“Hmm,” Jonghyun dragged out his hum as he walked the two steps he needed to be in front of Taemin, placing both his hands on either side of him on the counter. “I suppose you’re right, I could never resist spoiling someone as cute as you.” He gave Taemin a smile of his own and the butterflies flew up Taemin’s throat, tickling his insides until he had no choice but to kiss Jonghyun’s smile off his face.

They lingered for a moment, Taemin’s body completely still but his heart pounding in his chest so hard he feared it would burst. It was just a quick kiss, done the moment Jonghyun pulled back, but his smile was still there. Not just on his lips, but in his eyes too, deep brown crescents that were so warm it made Taemin blush and look away.

He needed to do something about the way his face was burning.

“Wow, it really is hot in here.” Taemin said, latching onto the first excuse he could think of, pulling on his shirt collar again. And it wasn’t exactly a lie, the stove was gradually heating the room the longer the food cooked, but it wasn’t anything too extreme. If anything, it was a welcome change from the harsh winter just outside his window.

“Is it?” Jonghyun asked, and something in his voice made Taemin’s catch in his throat. His jaw hung open as he tried to form words only for his mind to go blank when Jonghyun started playing with the hem of his shirt. “Do you need hyung’s help?”

Taemin swallowed the lump in his throat. “Help with what?” He croaked out, the teasing edge to Jonghyun’s voice traveling below his stomach.

And then they were kissing again, hot, breathless, too close in the stuffy room, but he still wanted more. There was no hesitation when Jonghyun started licking at his mouth, he just opened up and let him explore, too fast for Taemin to keep up. He lifted his hands off the counter to wrap them around Jonghyun’s shoulders, drawing him in that much closer, legs crushed between Jonghyun’s stomach and the cabinets. Normally it’d be uncomfortable but at the moment he just didn’t care.

Taemin couldn’t hold back his gasp when he felt Jonghyun’s palms on his bare back, stroking the skin there and making him feel even hotter, hands too warm on his already burning skin. They kept traveling upwards, dragging his shirt up with them, until it was at his shoulders, slightest breeze hitting the light sweat covering his skin. But Jonghyun didn’t stop there, kept feeling every inch of skin he could reach, sneaking his hands up Taemin’s sides and making him squirm. When Jonghyun bit his lip his back arched and he moaned into his mouth, flushing darker at his own reaction.

“Taemin...” Jonghyun murmured against his lips, voice so dark and thick with need it made Taemin shiver. His tongue wouldn’t stop playing with his and his hands wouldn’t stop touching him, never moving to the front of Taemin’s body and Taemin wasn’t sure if he was grateful or disappointed. He wasn’t sure what he would do if Jonghyun’s fingers brushed past his nipples, or delved too far down his stomach, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold it back.

Even though there was nothing in the world that would make Taemin want to stop kissing Jonghyun, not burning down his apartment building was also important, so when the timer went off they pulled apart, still looking into each other’s eyes. Taemin’s own were hooded, he could tell that much, his head fallen back onto the cabinets, chest rising and dropping with each heavy breath he took. Jonghyun was breathing just as hard, and if his lips were that swollen, Taemin could only imagine what his must look like.

“Shit.” Having more sense than Taemin, Jonghyun rushed over to turn the oven off, scrambling to make sure nothing burned. Taemin still couldn’t move. He still couldn’t do anything more than try and catch his breath, staring lazily as Jonghyun finished putting their dinner together.

It took longer than he’d like to admit for Taemin to regain his senses, close his mouth and pull his shirt down, face flushing even darker as he realized he’d been basically shirtless this entire time. His lips were dry from breathing through his mouth and he licked them, not thinking twice until Jonghyun said “Are you torturing me on purpose, Taemin-ah?”

He blushed again and hopped down from the counter, deciding to try and be at least a little helpful and grab their plates. “Sorry, hyung.”

“Don’t be.” Jonghyun said, looking over his shoulder so Taemin could see his smirk. “Just don’t be surprised when I get back at you for it later.”

Jonghyun’s apartment was smaller like he had said, but it also looked a hell of a lot more stylish. If it wasn’t a completely ridiculous idea, Taemin would’ve thought Jonghyun had gone out and bought new furniture the second he knew Taemin was going to visit. His couch was more like a loveseat but it was made of leather and couldn’t have been cheap to buy, the coffee table was glass but there wasn’t a smudge in sight, and the lightbulbs he’d put in every lamp weren’t garish but somehow covered everything in a warm glow, almost like candles. No cups lying around like in Taemin’s apartment, or food stains on the cushions, or concerning absence of paper towels.

And yet there Jonghyun was, sitting cross legged on the other side of the couch with a bottle of store-bought tea, ripped jeans and oversized sweater a stark contrast to the lavish atmosphere.

“I thought you said my apartment was nicer than yours.” Taemin said, mirroring the way Jonghyun was sitting.

Jonghyun took a sip of his drink before answering. “It said it was nice, I never said it was nicer.”

And that was all he had to say on the matter, focusing on finishing his tea now. But Taemin still had more to say and pouted at him. “I came here expecting a bachelor pad and instead you gave me a penthouse.” Which, he wasn’t actually mad about this, he was just saying it for the sake of complaining. And besides, Jonghyun knew he wasn’t angry anyways, obvious by the glint in his eyes every time they met Taemin’s.

“To be fair, Kibum helped me pick almost everything out.” He set his now empty bottle on a coaster because he was smart and remembered to buy those. “And he knows where to get affordable stuff, like literally anything. It’s also really easy to stick to a color scheme when the color is black.”

Okay that was fair enough, Taemin thought, but it still took him by surprise. And not a bad kind of surprise either, because he really liked the mood the room gave off. He couldn’t think of the exact word to describe it, but it felt like something out of a romance movie. Not that he watches those, if anyone asks.

Taemin couldn’t miss the way Jonghyun was smirking at him when he never stopped staring in the first place. “It’s kind of sexy, right?”

Now Taemin really wished he had said yes when Jonghyun offered him a drink so he’d have an excuse to look away. But instead he was stuck here with his face on fire and someone eagerly waiting for an answer. “Are we still gonna watch a movie?” Taemin asked, choosing the best answer he could think of, which was not answering.

Jonghyun raised one of his eyebrows and reached for the remote to turn his television on. “Did you have something in mind or do you just wanna browse through Netflix?”

Thank god Jonghyun had taken that bait, Taemin thought as he sighed in relief. “Do they have A Quiet Place on there?” This time it wasn’t a deflection, he actually really wanted to see that movie.

“Isn’t that a horror movie?” Jonghyun grimaced as he said it, like the words tasted bitter on his tongue.

But Taemin couldn’t follow and gave Jonghyun the same look back at him. “Yeah?” So what?

“Taemin,” Jonghyun started, placing the remote on the table and shifting closer to Taemin, “I’m over here trying to be romantic, not make you scream that way.”

That was too much for Taemin and he hid his red face in his hands, not capable of handling looking at anything. “Hyung, why…”

“Too strong?” Jonghyun said and Taemin peered up at him through his fingers. Which, it kind of was, but not in a bad way. It just made it extremely difficult for Taemin to ignore the heat in the pit of his stomach.

“No…” Taemin mumbled out, muffled by his hands. His heart wouldn’t stop pounding in his chest and his throat had closed up, but it was the truth. The only problem was that he liked it too much. Not that he’d ever be able to tell Jonghyun that.

“Okay, good to know.” The upwards lilt in Jonghyun’s voice was enough to get Taemin to look at him, and he was met with a smirk that made him hide again. He didn’t know what it meant, but he wondered if Jonghyun had seen through him. He thinks that’d be a good thing. It’d save him from explaining himself.

They ended up watching an old American drama, something Taemin had learned were one of Jonghyun’s favorites. Immediately after pressing “play”, Jonghyun was already grabbing Taemin’s hand, trying to pull him in closer, saying “Sit by me, Taemin-ah!”, like he even needed to ask. Taemin was all too happy to rest his head on Jonghyun’s shoulder, let Jonghyun wrap his arm around his own. He tried to read the subtitles as best he could but his mind was in a daze, too distracted by the warmth Jonghyun radiated, how safe he felt next to him, the repeating motion of Jonghyun’s thumb stroking his skin.

He must have dozed off because when Jonghyun stood up, left his side, it shook him awake. And then he was all too aware of the sudden lack of Jonghyun’s body and it made him feel incomplete.

Just when he was about to ask what was going on, Jonghyun explained himself, “I left the light on in the kitchen and it’s annoying the fuck out of me.” Taemin snorted, already anticipating Jonghyun’s return.

And of course it didn’t take long, he was there and back in less than ten seconds and Taemin could relax back into his earlier spot. Except, Jonghyun didn’t wrap his arm around him this time. His mind kept swimming with different reasons, like maybe his arm was tired, or he thought he smelled bad, or he just forgot, but never let his mind wander to he doesn’t want to touch me. The part of himself that constantly told him he wasn’t desirable enough was never around at the same time as Jonghyun because Jonghyun never gave him a reason to doubt himself.

It still would be nice to be touched.

So caught up in his own thoughts, Taemin didn’t even notice Jonghyun was moving, only felt the weight on his thigh. He wasn’t even sure where he was looking anymore, Jonghyun’s hand on him or Jonghyun’s face, but it definitely wasn’t the movie he was supposed to be watching. His breath caught in his throat, because his hand was right there, fingers resting on his inner thigh, and now his mind was cloudy for a completely different reason. Jonghyun was so so close to touching his dick through his jeans and he couldn’t move an inch or else he might touch there for real.

When Jonghyun started rubbing his thumb back and forth Taemin had to hold back a whine, this was all so much for him, being as inexperienced as he was. And there was no way Jonghyun couldn’t feel his eyes boring into the side of his head, pleading for something but not sure what. However it definitely wasn’t for him to take his hand away.

The longer Jonghyun touched him the warmer Taemin felt, feeling his blush rise up his neck to his face to the tip of his ears. Most embarrassing of all, he could feel his pants getting tighter, and his breath getting shallower, and he was getting so worked up by the smallest action but he didn’t want it to stop.

He couldn’t keep still anymore. His hips started moving and he grabbed onto the front of Jonghyun’s shirt, finally getting him to look at him. And he had nothing to say for himself, either, just grinned at him, because he knew exactly what he was doing this whole time. “Hyung.” Taemin said, voice considerably breathier than before.

“What?” Jonghyun asked, like he didn’t already know. He was still smiling, too, and he was just asking Taemin to kiss that smirk off his face.

Which is exactly what he did.

He sucked on Jonghyun’s lower lip before biting it, making Jonghyun grunt and bite him harder. It made Taemin shiver and grow that much more desperate. Taemin’s hand fisted in Jonghyun’s shirt, pulled him in closer, and Jonghyun took no time to catch up. Just threaded his fingers in Taemin’s hair and kissed him back, made his brain short-circuit. Taemin might’ve moaned out loud but what did it matter when Jonghyun’s tongue was in his mouth, and his lips were moving against his, and Taemin’s noises were being swallowed up by Jonghyun.

They only separated for a second but it was a second too long as Taemin was pushed onto his back. And then Jonghyun was taking him again, touching the tips of their tongues together, forcing out a gasp. The position they were in made Taemin’s heart skip a beat because even though he had been on top of him before, this was completely different. This time they were kissing for real, their chests were pressed together, and Jonghyun wouldn’t stop touching him all over. His free hand was stroking up and down Taemin’s side, teasing him by slipping his fingers up his sweater but only ever touching just above his jeans, making him crave more. He kept bucking up into Jonghyun but he was too far away, lower body angled just enough that Taemin couldn’t reach, but he needed it so bad, any kind of friction, any kind of stimulation…

Their foreheads bumped together when Brown Eyed Soul’s “If It’s The Same” filled the room. They both rubbed the sore area as Jonghyun reached across the table, grabbing his phone and holding it up to his face, squinting at the screen. “It’s my sister.” He said.

“Answer it.” Taemin replied and cleared his throat after hearing how hoarse he sounded. He fell back onto the couch as he tried to calm his breathing, one hand resting on his heaving chest. When he closed his eyes, the last five minutes kept replaying in his head, and he didn’t even try to fight the smile sneaking onto his face.

“Noona?” Jonghyun said into the phone, clearing his throat the same way Taemin did. “No, I don’t have a cold.” Taemin had to grab a nearby pillow to stifle his laughter at that. “Well it’s not the best time...no it’s okay, what did you need?” Taemin struggled to try and make out what his sister was saying on the other end of the line, but it just sounded like a jumbled mess to his ears. “Ah, okay. Yeah, I’ll stop by tomorrow. Thanks for keeping me updated, noona. Love you too, bye.” He hung up and placed his phone down on the table again before leaning back onto the couch, letting out a huff of air.

“What was that?” Taemin asked, sitting back up as well now that he was sure their moment was over.

“Huh? Oh, our dog has an eye infection. She just wanted to tell me how her visit to the vet went.” Jonghyun answered, and Taemin couldn’t even be mad when it was something as important as that. Not that he would be mad because Jonghyun’s life doesn’t revolve around him. “I’m really sorry, that was rude of me, wasn’t it?”

Jonghyun was nibbling on his lower lip and his eyes kept falling to the side, and for the first time Taemin felt like he was seeing a more vulnerable side to Jonghyun. Well, other than when he had started crying at a commercial about puppies. “Your sister is important, hyung. Kissing me isn’t.” He grimaced and immediately tried to backtrack. “Wait, that came out wrong.”

But Jonghyun didn’t seem to mind, just laughed, eyes shaping into crescents, voice like ringing bells. “It’s alright, I know what you meant.” He said and Taemin breathed a sigh of relief as Jonghyun grabbed the remote and paused the movie. “I gotta tell you, though, I haven’t been paying attention to this thing the whole time.”

Now it was Taemin’s turn to laugh. “Me neither.”

“Why don’t you sit down and enjoy the show, Taemin-ah?”

Taemin’s face scrunched up. “I don’t know what else been on those seats so no thank you.”

Jonghyun shrugged at him and turned around, facing the big screen mounted on the wall while Taemin leaned back onto the wall on the opposite end of the room. “You know that I love you, can’t you see my eyes…”

He was only two lines into the song and Taemin was already roped in. He completely forgoed looking at the video on screen, which is what he usually did to avoid awkward eye contact, in favor of staring Jonghyun down, trying to communicate his thoughts of “why the fuck didn’t you tell me you could sing” with his eyes. His high notes soared perfectly on pitch, his belting sounded full and effortless, and his low notes went straight between Taemin’s thighs. Now he kind of wishes he had sat down so he could at least cross his legs.

When Jonghyun finished his song, he turned around to hand Taemin the microphone, but Taemin didn’t take it. “You brought me to a noraebang just to show off, didn’t you?” He said, pouting extra hard so Jonghyun would know he was just playing around.

Jonghyun’s smile reached his eyes and he was so cute Taemin almost forgot what they were talking about. “I did, yeah.”

Taemin gasped exaggeratedly with his hand in front of his mouth. “My Jonghyun? Showing off??” That comment earned him a playful push on his shoulder and he burst into giggles.

“I wanted to hear you sing too, you know.” Jonghyun said, holding the microphone in front of Taemin again, slight redness to his cheeks.

Taemin’s laughter caught in his throat. He agreed to sing karaoke when he thought it was just going to be the two of them screaming out song lyrics with no pitch or rhythm until they got kicked out. He didn’t expect Jonghyun to be good, and now Taemin would pale in comparison, and he wasn’t sure he could handle the embarrassment. “No thanks.”

Jonghyun dropped his hand to his side. “You’re gonna make me sing the whole time?!”

“Sounds good to me.” Taemin tried to smile despite his racing pulse. “Don’t act like you don’t love it.”

“I don’t love it.” It was Jonghyun’s turn to pout at him now, and even though Taemin had no idea what he looked like when he pouted, Jonghyun was still a million times better at it. He looked every bit like a begging puppy and Taemin’s heart might have melted a little. So he took the microphone without a single word and Jonghyun immediately perked up, bouncing over to the seats and sitting down without a second thought.

“You’re seriously sitting on those?” Taemin grimaced as he scrolled through the song list, trying to find something easy to sing. “You know what people do in these rooms, right?” He stage whispered that last part for dramatic effect but the blush creeping onto his face was completely real.

“What, you mean like what we did on your kitchen counter?” Jonghyun said it so casually Taemin had to rip his head away from the song list to gape at him because how could he just say that. All Jonghyun did was smirk and cross his arms across his chest.

“We didn’t even - ” Taemin started but his lungs collapsed before he could finish his sentence. His throat had run dry and no matter how many times he swallowed he still couldn’t say it. The way Jonghyun was looking at him didn’t help, either, just made him blush harder.

“Or on your couch? Or what about my couch the other day?”

“Hyung.” He at least got that word out, and maybe now he could finally say what he wanted. “That’s not the same.” That wasn’t exactly what he was going for but he prayed Jonghyun would understand without him having to explicitly say it.

The way Jonghyun’s smile widened told Taemin he understood but was pretending not to. “If you still think it’s too dirty you can come sit on hyung’s lap.” He said as he patted his thigh and Taemin couldn’t even see the song list anymore, the rest of the world was drowned out by the heartbeat in his ears and the warmth covering his entire body. His palms had become so sweaty that his finger slipped and he chose a song by mistake, cursing under his breath. But when he heard the first few notes, some of the tension left his body when he realized he thankfully already knew this song.

Only for his heart to speed up that much more when he realized what song it was. Jonghyun snorted and hid his mouth behind his fist, but Taemin could still see his eye smile, and he swore he never blushed harder in his life than he was right now.

“H-hey you, why are you hesitating?” Taemin missed the beat he was supposed to come in on and his voice cracked at the end and this whole thing was a fucking disaster. “I know you want me…”

Shit, these fucking lyrics, he couldn’t do this. “Hyuuung!” He whined, stomping one of his feet. So what if he was being a brat, he didn’t care, this was too humiliating.

“No, keep singing!” The way he said it sounded supportive enough but the unwavering grin on his face wasn’t. It was the kind that told Taemin he was enjoying this way too much.

Fine, then. Let him enjoy it. “I know what you want, what you’re waiting for…”

An idea popped into Taemin’s head at the next line. “Just come here…” A way to tease Jonghyun back and hopefully get him a little worked up. It was simple enough, and with his pulse already rushing so fast, he didn’t have to worry about getting more embarrassed. That would be impossible.

He slowly made his way towards Jonghyun as he sang, making his eyes widen in shock. “Taemin, what are you - ” Jonghyun cut himself off when Taemin sat on his lap, straddling him, still singing the song by heart. Taemin didn’t miss how tense he became, or how his hands were balled into fists on the seat cushions, and he couldn’t fight the smile on his face now that he knew he had gotten his revenge. He was the one that suggested that Taemin sit on his lap in the first place, anyways.

Or possibly not, because then Jonghyun was grabbing his hips, pulling him in closer until their bodies were pressed together, and maybe he didn’t think this through well enough. “D-don’t hesitate any longer…” His singing stuttered along with his heartbeat and his voice sounded considerably breathier and fuck this song.

“As much as you waited, I waited for this day t - ” Taemin shouted on reflex before he could finish his line, because now Jonghyun was kissing right under his ear, just the one spot over and over again. And if he had just missed his cue for the next line, Taemin would be none the wiser, too distracted by the soft lips on his skin, the hot breath fanning out on his ear as Jonghyun whispered, “Keep going.”

Taemin had to bite his own lips so he didn’t make a sound at those words, and no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t make his throat any less dry, mouth like sandpaper. “As I wait for you, I close my eyes…” And he really did close his eyes during that line, as Jonghyun started traveling down his neck, his teeth barely brushing his skin, and he breathed “Hyung, I can’t…”

There were no protests from Jonghyun this time, just his hands pressing on the small of his back, and if Taemin had had any sense, he would’ve taken the mic away from his mouth. But instead when Jonghyun finally bit down on his neck, Taemin cried out right into the microphone, and it traveled through the speakers and filled the room. He dropped the mic immediately after that, forgotten on the floor, because no way in hell was he going to do that again. His heart kept hammering in his chest and in his fingertips and everything was so much all at the same time, he couldn’t keep track of it.

“Careful, Taeminnie, someone might hear you.” Jonghyun murmured against his skin and Taemin might have made a noise at that, he couldn’t tell, absentmindedly holding onto the sleeves of Jonghyun’s shirt to keep himself upright. “But you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

Shit. Shit shit shit, Taemin for sure whimpered this time, even though he kept biting his lips so hard it hurt. He had to hold onto Jonghyun even tighter now because he couldn’t trust his own legs to support him anymore.

Jonghyun pulled away to look at Taemin now, and he guessed he looked like a hot mess from how heavily he was breathing and how his eyelids kept drooping. Jonghyun didn’t seem to care as he brushed Taemin’s hair away from his face. “Don’t think I don’t notice how needy you get whenever we perform a scene at work.” His expression didn’t match the words he was saying and Taemin couldn’t take it anymore, he couldn’t look Jonghyun in the eye when he said these things and he hid his face in Jonghyun’s shoulder. “What would you do if hyung decided to take you right there in front of everyone?”

Taemin openly let out a sob at that, because there was no use in worrying about embarrassing himself anymore. “Hyung, please…”

He was so worked up, so overwhelmed that Taemin didn’t even notice he was moving his hips against Jonghyun’s until Jonghyun placed his hands on both sides and held him still. Fully prepared to start begging, Taemin leaned back again, and Jonghyun met his eyes as he said, “Not here, Taeminnie.”

Taemin whined and tried grinding against him again, so desperate for any kind of friction that he didn’t care if he was being annoying. Jonghyun made him like this so he can’t just leave Taemin this way. But Jonghyun’s grip stayed firm, and so did his voice when he spoke, “In the car.”

The time it took for Jonghyun to join Taemin in the back seat was too long for him and Taemin was already pulling Jonghyun in by his coat before he even had a chance to close the door. His laugh was muffled by Taemin covering his mouth with his own, and Taemin couldn’t help but let out a little laugh of his own.

Jonghyun’s car didn’t have working air conditioning but with how heated Taemin’s body was already it made no difference. His breathing had already picked up and his kissing was already sloppy but he needed Jonghyun more than he needed air, his body on top of his, their hips almost close enough but not yet. He kept bucking up into nothing, needing something, anything to help the tightness in his pants so badly he could taste it.

So when Jonghyun finally leaned in that last bit, let Taemin feel Jonghyun’s hardness against his own, Taemin saw white and tilted his head back, moaning out loud. Jonghyun kept sucking on Taemin’s lower lip because god knows he couldn’t close his mouth now, not when Jonghyun was letting him rub their cocks together through their clothes, making his whole body shiver with need.

“Jonghyun-hyung…” Taemin sounded as desperate as he felt, needing to feel Jonghyun’s name on his tongue, let him know what he was putting him through.

Jonghyun groaned as he kissed every inch of skin he could reach. “Fuck, keep saying my name.” And now he was meeting Taemin’s thrusts with his own and made everything that much more powerful, Taemin’s cock impossibly hard and still suffocated in his pants. It was so much that Taemin had to clutch onto Jonghyun’s back, trying to keep him right where he was, unable to handle even a second of them being apart.

Taemin was inexperienced and they both knew that, he was relying purely on instinct alone, moaning like breathing, wanting everything and more. But Jonghyun knew what he was doing, knew exactly what to do to make Taemin scream, moan out “Jonghyun hyung!” again, and let his fingers curl under the waistband of Taemin’s jeans, his tongue tracing along Taemin’s jawline. Taemin whimpered when he felt Jonghyun bite his earlobe, swirled his tongue around his piercing, because everything was just so overwhelming and hot and good.

When Jonghyun used his hands at Taemin’s back to pull him upwards, bring them that much closer together, Taemin had to be glad that Jonghyun was strong because there was no way he could hold his body up anymore. His legs were shaking and his fingers were holding Jonghyun’s coat so tightly they cramped and he was so fucking hard he couldn’t handle it, could feel the warmth piling in his stomach. His insides twisted and knot together until finally unraveling, taking Taemin with them. “Jonghyun-hyung!” He cried out, shallowly thrusting into Jonghyun as he tried to ride out his orgasm, mouth open as he whimpered with each weak thrust. His cock was so oversensitive now his eyes rolled back as his body went limp, completely spent.

As the post-orgasm haze began to clear from Taemin’s head, he started flushing pink as he remembered everything he had just done and that he was still underneath Jonghyun.

Jonghyun, who was looking down at him, eyes dark and lips red and swollen as he cooed, “Aww, did you cum in your pants?”

Taemin had to suck in his lips and squeeze his eyes shut when he nodded, and he couldn’t let Jonghyun’s words get to him when he just cum, couldn’t let Jonghyun know how bad they affected him. He was still gradually coming down from his high and suddenly become uncomfortably aware of the wetness in his boxer briefs.

All Jonghyun did was press a kiss to Taemin’s forehead, not seeming to mind that Taemin had came in his pants like a teenager when Jonghyun wasn’t even that hard. “Don’t worry, baby, hyung will take you home.”

His stubborn side wanted to insist that they stayed where they were, that Taemin could keep going until Jonghyun could cum too, but he knew better than that. His body was exhausted and he could barely even keep himself up, thankful Jonghyun was there to help him.

It still didn’t stop him from wanting, though.

“Taeminnie’s bed smells like Taeminnie~”

“Hyuuuung…”

“Taeminnie’s pillow smells like Taeminnie~”

Taemin groaned.

“Taeminnie…” Jonghyun paused to leave a quick peck on Taemin’s lips, “...tastes like Taeminnie!”

Taemin had to roll his eyes at that even though his face was heating up from the small kiss. “What else am I supposed to taste like?”

Jonghyun tapped his finger on his chin and stuck his lower lip out, taking extra long to answer to build the anticipation. “Jonghyun?”

This time Taemin couldn’t think of a response, just let his ears burn red and eyes go wide. He started blinking as he kept thinking about it, and Jonghyun probably didn’t even mean it in the way Taemin was thinking of, he probably just meant kissing. But Taemin’s mind kept wandering and his gaze kept lowering…

He flipped onto his other side, away from Jonghyun so he couldn’t look where he was about to. That just made Jonghyun move in closer, propping himself up on one elbow, poking Taemin’s cheek with his finger. “Aww, come on, I don’t taste that bad, do I?” He said, and if Taemin was facing Jonghyun now he would’ve given him a look that said I’ve been sticking my tongue in your mouth for two months now, if I didn’t like it we wouldn’t be here.

“Here” was of course Taemin’s bedroom, and this was the first time Jonghyun had been in there and he had to take advantage of every little thing he could tease Taemin about. Holding up the pictures on his desk and asking things that were obvious from the photos, like “You graduated two years ago?” Yes, that’s why the sign in the back said “Class of 2011”. “Did you take ballet lessons when you were little?” No, he was just performing onstage with a bunch of ballerinas because he felt like it? Of course he took ballet.

“Well if it’s that bad then I guess I’m gonna have to go find some gum.” Jonghyun singsonged after Taemin still didn’t answer after at least twenty pokes. When he felt the mattress rise as Jonghyun left Taemin immediately felt sorry and sat up, fully prepared to apologize, but instead ended up shouting “No, don’t!”

He caught Jonghyun with one hand on his nightstand, looking as confused as Taemin was embarrassed, because his heart leapt up to his throat when he saw how close Jonghyun was to the drawer only to realize he was steadying himself as he rose to his feet. “Don’t what?” He asked, head tilted and eyebrows set in a line.

“Nevermind, I just panicked, sorry, you’re fine.” Taemin bit his lip to keep himself from saying anything more he would regret, eyes still fixated on the drawer Jonghyun could open at any second.

Jonghyun followed Taemin’s eyes to the drawer, looked back at Taemin, and back to the drawer again, this time raising an eyebrow. “I wonder what could be in here that Taeminnie doesn’t want me to see…” He said with a teasing lilt in his voice, but it was too dangerous for Taemin to take that chance.

Unfortunately he couldn’t think of a convincing lie either. A thousand different but equally ridiculous excuses swarmed in his head, and his jaw just hung open, no help to him at all. So instead Taemin shoved his face in his pillow, the next best thing he could think to do.

The bed dipped next to him as Jonghyun laid down again, and thank god he hadn’t opened the drawer or Taemin didn’t know what he’d do. His hand started rubbing up and down Taemin’s back, causing to him relax just a tiny bit, trying to let his worries melt away with the gentle gesture. Eventually he felt calm enough to turn over and face Jonghyun again, surprised at how close he was, but pleasantly.

When their eyes met they both began to smile, this moment suddenly so tender Taemin could stay there for a lifetime, only for Jonghyun to ruin it by saying “Hey, if I can guess what’s in there, will you tell me?” Most of the time Jonghyun’s enthusiasm was cute, but right now it was both cute and insufferable.

Despite it all, Taemin couldn’t deny the way his stomach was starting to grow hot at the idea of Jonghyun finding out what was in there. “No.” He still said, mouth running dry and thoughts starting to spiral.

Jonghyun saw right through his act and Taemin wasn’t sure if he was glad or annoyed. “Is it a dildo?”

Taemin had no idea what kind of expression he was making right now, just that his face was so hot he might catch fire. “No, it isn’t.” His heartbeat was starting to quicken and he kept biting the inside of his mouth to try and control himself.

“Condoms?”

“Like I have any use for those?”

“A vibrator?”

Taemin’s blood went cold and his throat became so dry he couldn’t say anything at first, and he must have waited just a second too long to answer because then Jonghyun knew. “It is, isn’t it!!”

“It isn’t!!” Taemin insisted, and he couldn’t hear his own voice over his heartbeat in his ears.

“It totally is!!” And Taemin had to shove his face in his pillow again because what was he supposed to do when Jonghyun saw right through him like this. It was so unfair but such a perfect way to lead into something more. But for some reason he just couldn’t bring himself to say anything.

He flinched when Jonghyun started stroking his hair again, body already so sensitive to touch. Just feeling Jonghyun’s fingers in his hair was enough to send wave of pleasure down his spine and he had to fight every instinct to not rub his dick against the mattress.

He was so lost in the sensation that he almost jumped out of his skin when Jonghyun’s voice was right next to his ear. “Have you been thinking of hyung?” He said, voice low and dark and Taemin was so glad his mouth was covered because otherwise he would’ve made a noise. It wasn’t fair that Jonghyun kept looking right into him, saying all the right things and seeing through Taemin’s lies. “I bet I’m even better than the vibe.” That one Taemin couldn’t not react to, heat pooling in his stomach and making him shiver. He wanted to find out if Jonghyun was right.

Jonghyun brushed Taemin’s hair away from his ear, whispering into it “Hyung would fuck you so good, Taemin-ah.” It felt like Taemin had been punched in the stomach when he said that, picturing it all too vividly. Jonghyun, inside of him, stretching him open and fucking him into the mattress. “My cock so deep inside you, making you scream.” He was touching Taemin’s back again, dragging his hand down, lower, lower, making him shudder, until his fingers were playing with the waistband of his jeans. “I’d make you cum so hard, baby.”

Taemin sobbed into the pillow, and he couldn’t breathe anymore, had to lift his head off the pillow to take in gulps of air. “Please.” He begged, legs starting to shake as he kept grinding onto the bed, embarrassed at how shameless he was.

A hand grabbed onto Taemin’s hair, pulled his face to the side. “Taemin-ah.” Was all Jonghyun said before he was kissing him, not hesitating to coax his mouth open and shove his tongue inside, make Taemin moan against his lips. Taemin fully twisted onto his side so he could lift his leg and wrap it around Jonghyun’s, pull him in closer, let him move his hips against his in small circles.

He gasped into Jonghyun’s mouth when he felt his hand grabbing his ass, dragging him in until their bodies were flush together. Jonghyun’s chest, firm against his own, their legs tangled together, their mouths moaning into the other’s.

It almost made Taemin yell in frustration when Jonghyun took his lips away, but instead he just groaned when they were kissing right under his jaw. His lips were so soft and warm it made his mind cloud with arousal. When Jonghyun bit down on his skin, it was such a shock to his system it made him cry out.

Jonghyun sucked on Taemin’s neck and he kept panting needlessly, his grip on Jonghyun’s hair becoming so weak. He wanted to keep Jonghyun where he was, kissing the area Taemin was sure was going to bruise, but his body wasn’t listening, he couldn’t stop rubbing his dick against Jonghyun’s, couldn’t do anything but chase that overwhelming feeling.

When Jonghyun pulled his hips back just a bit, just enough that Taemin couldn’t reach him, Taemin whined and desperately tried to pull him back in, grabbing anything he could. His whines turned into a moan when Jonghyun’s warm hand was cupping his hard-on over his pants, heat of his palm seeping through the layers causing his eyes to roll back. “Do you want hyung to touch you, Taemin-ah?” Jonghyun said, but he was already stroking his cock and Taemin didn’t know how to form words anymore, too far gone, mind too clouded. “Hmm? Baby?” He asked once more when Taemin didn’t answer, and he had to take a breath, had to figure out how to form words again.

“Yes, Jonghyun hyung.” He whispered, voice already hoarse. Jonghyun grinned at him and even when he undid the button on Taemin’s pants Taemin couldn’t stop moving, because he couldn’t handle having nothing right now. He needed to be touched, and he knew he was making things difficult, but his body wouldn’t listen to him.

When Jonghyun dragged his finger underneath his navel he gasped. Just that small brush sent his nerves alight and made his toes curl and he was so close, so close to where he needed it...

Taemin moaned embarrassingly loud as Jonghyun’s hand wrapped around his cock, finally receiving what his whole body craved. The differences between Jonghyun’s hand and his own made the experience entirely new and mind-numbing. Jonghyun’s hand was warm while Taemin was almost always cold, and the length of it could almost fit entirely in Jonghyun’s palm, while Taemin’s small hands didn’t cover nearly as much. He whimpered when Jonghyun brushed his thumb over the slit, spread his precome around the tip, and any idea of him lasting much longer was thrown away.

“Jonghyun-hyung…” Taemin groaned out when he started tracing the underside of his cock with one finger before stroking the length of it. His hand was so tight around him and he didn’t even know what kinds of sounds he was making anymore, just that he couldn’t hold them back.

He almost screamed when Jonghyun started biting down on his skin again, right above his collarbones, leaving a mark. His breathing was so loud and his pulse was so fast., and it was almost too much when Jonghyun sped his hand up, made him cry out and shiver so intensely, but he still needed it faster, tighter, more.

Taemin wasn’t sure what gave him away, if it was how desperately he was whimpering over and over, or how he kept thrusting into Jonghyun’s hand with no rhythm. But somehow Jonghyun knew and raised his head to whisper into Taemin’s ear, hot breath making him melt, “Cum for hyung, Taemin-ah.”

With a few quick strokes Taemin’s orgasm hit him, coursing through his body and making him shiver, whining as Jonghyun kept moving his hand to help Taemin ride it out. His eyes shut so tight and his grip had gone loose as he came onto Jonghyun’s hand, so overwhelming he could feel tears in his eyes.

Nothing existed for the few seconds Taemin took to calm down. Only his chest rising and falling with each bated breath he took, Jonghyun pressing kisses onto the bruises he had left there. The haze finally started to clear and he threaded his fingers through Jonghyun’s hair, just wanting to touch him, but it made Jonghyun lift his head up and smile at him. Unfortunately Taemin didn’t have the energy for words, so instead he pressed their lips together, still breathing so heavily it was more tongue and teeth than anything else. But he loved Jonghyun’s kisses no matter how messy, loved how soft his lips felt and how skilled he was with his tongue, loved it when he bit him and made him gasp into his mouth.

“Taemin,” Jonghyun murmured against his lips, noses brushing, hot breath mixing together, “I really need to clean my hand off.”

He froze at that and his face burned for a completely different reason. “Right. Sorry.” Taemin said, starting to shy away because he really did just cover Jonghyun’s hand in his cum, didn’t he.

All Jonghyun did in response was kiss his forehead. “Nothing to be sorry for, baby, I just don’t want to get anything dirty.” And that made way more sense than the worries swarming his head, Jonghyun wasn’t grossed out by him and Taemin was okay.

At least he was until Jonghyun started to lick his hand while maintaining eye contact with him, already feeling his stomach turning again. He tried so hard not to look, not to fantasize about anything because he wasn’t sure he could handle another round right now. “Hyuuung…” He whined, hoping Jonghyun would take the hint. Jonghyun just smirked at him.

“You should know by now that I’m going to take every chance I get to tease you, Taemin-ah.” He said, popping one finger in his mouth and Taemin was going to scream, but instead kept his mouth firmly shut to prevent any unwanted noises from escaping. Just continued trying and failing not to stare at how Jonghyun’s finger disappeared into his mouth, how he would swirl his tongue around as he cleaned it off…

...on second thought, another round might be necessary at this point.

“What are you reading?” Jonghyun’s cold tone made Taemin gulp, setting his book down with shaky hands.

“I just grabbed what was lying around…” Taemin said, trying to make his ashamed posture look as natural as possible. Head down, eyes drifting to the side, curling into himself.

Jonghyun grabbed the book from Taemin’s lap and flipped it open. “A book about boys kissing, though?” Jonghyun asked, pointing to a page on the book where sure enough, two boys were kissing, actually one of the tamer kisses Taemin had seen.

His eyes darted back and forth and his tongue peeked out to lick his lips. “It seemed interesting…”

And then Jonghyun was lifting his legs, and he was on top of him again, and it was so much less nerve wracking than the first time, but it still made Taemin’s eyes go wide and his heartbeat quicken. “Have you ever been kissed, Taemin-ah?”

He tried not to smile at that line, thinking of the first time he’d heard it. “Not...by a boy, if that’s what you mean…”

Jonghyun’s hand was under his chin again, and they were looking into each other’s eyes, and it felt like the most natural thing in the world despite it being scripted. “Would you like to?”

Taemin didn’t answer that, just nodded his head and closed his eyes, anticipating the fake kiss he had grown so used to. He could even feel Jonghyun’s face getting closer, knew when the switch was going to happen without even looking, any second now…

But then it was a feeling even more familiar to him than a thumb on his lips. It was Jonghyun’s, sucking on his lower lip, and Taemin’s eyes flew open in shock before he started growing warm. Just a few feet away there were three girls watching them kiss without even knowing it, and Taemin’s lower stomach started to twist, and he had to fight so hard not to start moving his hips, already embarrassingly turned on just by one kiss.

When they pulled apart, Jonghyun didn’t immediately go to thank the customers like usual. He stared down at Taemin with hooded eyes, so dark they only contributed to his current situation, and if Jonghyun didn’t pull away soon Taemin might do something stupid that he’d regret.

“T-that’s our scene, hope you enjoyed it!” Jonghyun finally said, stumbling over his words, and Taemin let out a sigh of relief. However, Jonghyun had only solved the problem of the customers. The problem that was currently growing harder in Taemin’s pants, though…

He realized he’d been laying there too long when Jonghyun gave him a look and he blushed, quickly standing up from the couch only for his knees to give out. But Jonghyun was quick and caught him before he fell down,except now that he was in Jonghyun’s arms, Jonghyun wasn’t letting go. They stayed there, frozen, bodies touching and eyes transfixed on the other’s. Taemin wondered if Jonghyun knew the effect he had on him.

Clumsily, Jonghyun let go, rubbing his palms against his thighs. “We should get back to work.” He said, and even though he was right, Taemin wished he was lying. He wished they could find somewhere to be alone so they could take care of this feeling encompassing the two of them, but unfortunately, he had a job to do.

Throughout the rest of his shift, Taemin kept catching Jonghyun staring at him, and it wasn’t his usual infatuated stare. His gaze was dark and hooded, and his eyes kept raking over his body, lingering on certain areas more than others. He knew exactly what Taemin was going through.

And Taemin could tell he planned on doing something about it.

It came as no surprise to Taemin when Jonghyun asked him to come home with him after work.

It was also no surprise when Taemin was pushed into the wall not even a second after hanging up his winter garments.

And then it only made sense that there were two hands on his hips and a tongue in his mouth, Jonghyun kissing him so desperately it made all the neediness he had felt earlier that day come back with a passion.

Taemin moaned when Jonghyun bit his lower lip and he finally had enough sense to wrap his arms around Jonghyun’s shoulders, pull him in closer when they were already pressed against each other. Let their tongues swirl together and taste what had become so familiar but never dulling over the course of their relationship.

When Jonghyun’s hands started sneaking towards Taemin’s ass he gasped, a little hitched breath that made Jonghyun kiss him harder and grab him so tightly he scrunched his face. He grabbed harder and Taemin whimpered, and when his fingers brushed Taemin’s hole he couldn’t keep kissing him anymore, had to hide his burning red face in the crook of Jonghyun’s neck. Jonghyun kept pressing his fingers into that area and Taemin shivered and he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to keep himself upright much longer.

As if reading his mind, Jonghyun started lifting Taemin up, and he wrapped his legs around Jonghyun’s torso on instinct only for it to send a rush of pleasure down his spine when their cocks met through too many layers of clothing. Taemin threw his head back and hit the wall but didn’t even register the pain. “Jonghyun hyung…” He moaned, eyes hooded and lips probably just as red as Jonghyun’s were right now.

“I’ve got you.” Was Jonghyun’s response and he situated his arms to better carry Taemin, not even minding when Taemin started rubbing his hard-on against his stomach because he was just so fucking needy. He walked into his room and placed Taemin down on the bed, kissing him again now that he had the chance. As Jonghyun climbed on top of him Taemin let his legs fall open so Jonghyun could get in between them, grind against him and make him cry out during their kiss. “Taemin-ah,” Jonghyun said, voice rough and thick, “I have everything we need here.”

He didn’t need Jonghyun to clarify any more. He already knew what that meant and it made his mind swim at the idea, made his toes curl and pants grow even tighter. “Yes, please…” Taemin choked out, already feeling himself starting to leak into his boxer briefs. Jonghyun caught his lips again, slower than the first kiss, but just as filled with desire. It made Taemin hum through his nose, letting himself truly savor the feeling of Jonghyun’s mouth moving against his, his tongue licking along his lips, so soft and perfect. And then, Jonghyun’s fingers underneath his sweater, brushing by the sensitive skin on his sides and making him shy away before reaching his underarms. With a deep breath, Taemin moved his arms so Jonghyun could pull his sweater off, and then they were kissing again. And Taemin didn’t even have to try and push away any worries of Jonghyun noticing how his stomach jutted out or how he had almost no body hair because he knew Jonghyun wouldn’t mind anyways.

As their lips kept moving together, Taemin tightened his hold on Jonghyun’s sweater, tried dragging it up, hands clawing at his back in his efforts. When it was pulled high enough that Taemin could feel bare skin he blushed, trying to subtly feel along the muscles there, warm under his palms. He didn’t get much time to appreciate it before Jonghyun was laughing against his lips, little puffs of air, and sat up so he could take it the rest of the way off.

Jonghyun must have noticed that Taemin was staring because he didn’t lean down to start kissing him right away, just smirked as his cheeks grew redder. “Like what you see?”

“Yes.” Taemin said without thinking, blushing harder and biting his lip at his outburst. It was the truth but it was an embarrassing truth, especially when he was still staring at Jonghyun’s arms, only now noticing that he had multiple tattoos lining both of them. He never even realized he’d never seen Jonghyun without long sleeves on until this moment. There was also the tattoo underneath his pecs and one barely peeking out from his pants, circling around his hipbone, and how on earth did he end up with someone so hot.

And of course there was trail of hair on his defined stomach that disappeared under his jeans and led straight to the bulge in his pants.

“Fuck.” Taemin breathed, and he couldn’t keep looking, he had to drop his head back on the pillow or else he might go mad just knowing that he’d get to touch every inch of that body. Suddenly his mouth was watering and he really hoped Jonghyun wouldn’t notice how often he was swallowing.

But no, Jonghyun had to make him look again. “Baby?” He said, and Taemin lifted his head only to drop it again when his back arched as Jonghyun placed his hand on Taemin’s cock. He hissed through his teeth and tried so hard not to buck up into Jonghyun’s palm but fuck it felt so nice. He gently massaged him through his jeans and Taemin raised his fist to his mouth so he could bite on it.

Taemin almost whined when Jonghyun took his hand away but only heard his heart beating in anticipation when Jonghyun started undoing his jeans, relieved to finally free his cock from its stifling confines. He was so lost in the sensation of everything that he didn’t even think to lift his hips until Jonghyun said “Up.”, letting Jonghyun take everything off and now Taemin was all too aware of how naked he was.

He brought his legs together and bent his knees, hiding himself on reflex because no one had ever seen him like this before. He didn’t even think about how that must have come across as until Jonghyun said “Are you just being shy or do you want me to stop?”

“Please don’t stop.” Taemin begged, dragging out the first word because it just perfectly described how he was feeling right now. Jonghyun took that answer and wrapped two hands around Taemin’s thighs and pulled them apart, immediately ducking his head in between them. There were a few seconds of nothing but Taemin’s pulse rushing madly before Jonghyun was licking up the length of Taemin’s cock, and he let out a choked moan and felt his legs shake in Jonghyun’s hands.

Jonghyun wrapped his lips around the tip and circled it with his tongue, moaning at the taste of his precome and Taemin couldn’t hold back any of his sounds any more. Even with his fist muffling his voice he was still so loud, but how could he not be when Jonghyun’s mouth was so wet and hot around him, taking him in and making his back arch. He pressed a kiss at the base and murmured “Your cock is so fucking cute, baby,” on his skin and Taemin was going to cum too soon if he kept this up.

“Hyung…” He whined, breathless, chest heaving when Jonghyun looked up at him from between his legs. “I can’t…” Taemin trailed off at the end, words impossible when he was this far gone, mind in a haze.

“Can’t what, Taemin-ah?” Jonghyun asked, raising onto his knees.

Taemin let out a small noise. “I don’t want to cum yet.” He said the words in a rush, still into his hand, and he hoped Jonghyun heard him because he didn’t want to say it again.

“Ohh.” Jonghyun said, climbing on top of Taemin again to press his lips under his jawline. “Do you want hyung to fuck you now, baby?”

“Please.” Taemin sobbed out, so desperate he could taste it, could feel it burning between his legs. Jonghyun left a few more kisses before leaning back again, reaching behind Taemin to open the small cabinet on his bed frame, pulling out a bottle Taemin didn’t have to read to know what it was.

He flipped the cap open and poured some of the lube onto his fingers, maybe even a little too much, and set it out of the way so he could kiss Taemin’s neck. Taemin whimpered when he felt Jonghyun’s finger brush his hole, purposefully teasing him, before slipping in to the first knuckle and making him moan. It already felt different, with Jonghyun’s finger being thicker and longer as it kept going deeper and deeper inside him, and Jonghyun kept taking it slow when Taemin would always go as fast as he could handle from the beginning. Patience was not his strong suit.

Jonghyun thrust his finger in and out and Taemin’s mouth opened in a silent groan, just loving the feeling and knowing that this was happening. He let out a choked moan when Jonghyun inserted a second finger, already starting to feel the stretch. He dug his nails into Jonghyun’s shoulder, hoping he wasn’t hurting him but also unable to grab any weaker. When the third finger joined Taemin was whimpering again, the fourth made him start moving his hips and whispering “Please, Jonghyun hyung, please…” ready to be filled and fucked and satisfied.

With one last kiss to Taemin’s neck Jonghyun removed his fingers and Taemin whined at the loss despite knowing there was still something better to come. Without Jonghyun on top of him Taemin became aware of how naked he was again, but those thoughts were quickly thrown out when Taemin saw Jonghyun undoing his belt. His throat went dry as he watched Jonghyun’s fingers work, and he was staring again and Jonghyun was probably smirking again but Taemin couldn’t look away. Jonghyun pulled his pants down and off but left his boxers on and Taemin must’ve made a face at that because then Jonghyun was saying “You’re just a little pervert, aren’t you?”

That was so similar to something Taemin wanted to be called that it made his face burn. “No, I’m not.” He couldn’t look Jonghyun in the eye when he said it and that probably made it obvious that he was lying but Jonghyun didn’t seem to notice.

Instead he just shrugged, smirk on his face betraying his actions, and climbed on top of Taemin again, pressing their dicks together. “You’ll have plenty of time to look later, but right now it’s kind of embarrassing for me to strip while you’re looking at me like you want to eat me alive.”

Taemin blushed again and brought his hand up to the side of Jonghyun’s face, brushing away some of the hair that was starting to stick to his forehead. “Sorry, hyung.”

Jonghyun leaned into Taemin’s hand before turning his head to give his palm a kiss. “It’s not a bad thing, Taemin-ah, it’s actually really sexy.” He said and Taemin blushed even harder and wished he could hide his face, but that’d come across the wrong way. “It’s your first time but it’s been awhile for me too, that’s all.”

That made Taemin smile, knowing that he wasn’t doing something wrong. “Okay.”

Jonghyun pressed their smiles together and Taemin hadn’t felt more ready for this in his whole life. He focused on moving his lips against Jonghyun’s, kissing him back, and made a noise into Jonghyun’s mouth when he felt something prodding at his entrance. “Deep breaths, baby.” Jonghyun said as he started pushing in and Taemin’s eyebrows furrowed, already feeling the stretch. Obviously Jonghyun was going to be bigger than both of their fingers, but he was bigger than Taemin’s vibrator too and he was already starting to doubt himself.

But he did as Jonghyun said, taking deep breaths, in and out. He could tell he was still scrunching his face, and he was still holding back sounds at feeling so impossibly full, but he wasn’t in pain. Jonghyun started kissing him all over, on his cheeks, along his jawline, distracting him, so when he felt Jonghyun bottom out, he was surprised at how relaxed he still was. They stayed like that, Jonghyun fully sheathed inside him, and shared each other’s air, looking into each other’s eyes. And it didn’t feel awkward for Taemin to do that, either, it just felt natural.

“I’m going to start moving now, okay?” Jonghyun said, almost whispering, like he was afraid of wrecking the moment. Taemin nodded and kept breathing, felt him pull out and thrust back in, making him whimper at the jolt of pleasure it sent through him. He started a rhythm like that, maybe a little too slow, but just enough to make Taemin just as needy as he was before.

“Jonghyun hyung…” Taemin moaned, head dropping onto the pillow, more satisfied than he’d ever been on his own. It wasn’t just that Jonghyun was bigger and went deeper into him, it was also having Jonghyun’s warmth on him, his mouth on his skin, him holding his hands. It was so much more than getting off. And when Jonghyun lifted their hands to his lips and kissed his knuckles, Taemin wanted to say something else, but instead all that came out was “You can go faster.”

It made Jonghyun laugh against his hand, small puffs of air, and Taemin face grew hotter at his outburst. But then Jonghyun straightened his arms out, pinned Taemin’s hands onto the bed, and Taemin’s dick throbbed. And Jonghyun sped up, fucking Taemin harder and faster, enough to make Taemin’s back curve and a whimper escape from his lips. He lifted his quivering legs and wrapped them around Jonghyun’s waist, pulling him in, wanting more and more. Jonghyun was groaning now and Taemin swore no other sound could compare, knowing that he was making Jonghyun feel so good made his heart soar.

When Jonghyun started kissing him again Taemin couldn’t keep up, just kept moaning into Jonghyun’s open mouth, played with his tongue. Jonghyun let his hands go so he wrapped them around his shoulders, deepening the kiss and probably digging his nails in too much judging by the way Jonghyun grunted. But then Jonghyun’s hands were on his hips again, lifting them up and using them as leverage, making Taemin let out a noise of surprise. And that new angle had Taemin seeing white, squeezing his eyes so tightly closed, Jonghyun hitting so deep inside him. “Fuck, Taemin-ah…” Jonghyun groaned against his lips, making Taemin’s whole body shiver, voice so breathless and rough and saying his name.

Taemin cried out when Jonghyun wrapped his hand around his cock and he knew he wouldn’t be able to last long like this, breaths wracking his whole body and thighs shaking so badly. He stroked the length of it, so slow compared to his thrusts, and Taemin needed more than that, it was just teasing. He started thrusting into Jonghyun’s hand, trying to get him to go faster but he didn’t, just changed technique, keeping his hand still and letting his fingers do all the work. Jonghyun’s thumb started stroking under the head of his dick and his index finger was swiping over the slit and it was so much for Taemin, he couldn’t, he couldn’t hold it back…

“Hyung!” He cried out, cumming all over his stomach and Jonghyun’s hand, hips bucking up and limbs gone weak. “Please, hyung…” Taemin didn’t know what he was asking for anymore, didn’t know what he was saying, trying so hard to catch his breath, still thrusting into Jonghyun’s hand. His body kept shaking with aftershocks, so spent and satisfied, mind in a post-orgasm haze.

Even through the haze, he could still feel Jonghyun starting to pull out, and he quickly wrapped one leg around Jonghyun’s back again, not sure he’d be able to handle both. Jonghyun titled his head at him, probably too turned on and breathless to really say anything, so Taemin had to answer his silent question. “Cum inside me, hyung.”

Jonghyun cursed under his breath and Taemin flushed again despite just coming down from his high, but Jonghyun wasn’t going to say no to that. He immediately picked up at the same pace from before, making Taemin cry out from how overstimulated he was, but he loved it, he loved the feeling of being so sensitive he wanted to scream. Jonghyun was breathing so hard and grunting from exertion, barely audible over Taemin’s touched-out whimpers.

His movements and kisses turned sloppy and Taemin knew he was going to cum soon, biting onto Taemin’s neck as he started losing control. His grip on Taemin’s hips turned almost painful and he started actually dragging Taemin onto him as he fucked him, that much deeper and harder into him. It was so much that Taemin was grabbing onto Jonghyun’s hair and biting his lip as he tried to hold his noises back, so hard it almost hurt.

With a drawn-out moan, Jonghyun was filling him with cum, shallowly thrusting into him and breathing hot air against his neck. Taemin was still whimpering with each thrust but he wished he wasn’t, wanted to hear every sound Jonghyun made as he was pushed over the edge. His thrusts got slower and slower as he kept riding out his orgasm until they stopped, cock still halfway inside Taemin.

Jonghyun looked up at him with hooded eyes, expression matching Taemin’s, and kissed his already bitten raw lips as he pulled all the way out, making Taemin whimper one last time as he felt his cum dripping out of him.

They lost themselves in the kiss again, neither sure how much time passed before they separated, and Taemin thought his lips might be bruised like the rest of his body at this point. “I can help you wash.” Jonghyun said, seemingly from miles away. Jonghyun’s voice was soft but his actions were softer, brushing Taemin’s hair away from his face and threading his fingers through the strands.

Taemin gave him a shy smile. “Thank you, Jonghyun hyung.”

Jonghyun carried Taemin to the bathroom because “your legs were shaking so much I don’t trust you to stand anymore”, “yeah that’s totally it, hyung.” He sat Taemin on the ledge while he drew the bath before easing himself into it and helping Taemin down, holding him steady by his hips.

And somehow this moment of Jonghyun washing his hair, humming a tune Taemin’s didn’t even recognize, and peppering kisses onto his back, was Taemin’s favorite part of it all.

#jongtae #SHINee fanfiction #fics #chaptered #bl cafe au #another chapter with no onminkey sorry gang

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