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thebloodredraven · 2 years

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🕷 The Akatsuki (Naruto/Naruto Shippuden) 🕷

Who I write for: ━ All of the original Akatsuki in the iteration from the image above except Zetsu (note: I am still in the middle of watching Shippuden and have not met Tobi as Obito yet) FLUFF - 🌸 || SUGGESTIVE - 🍷 || SMUT - 🔞 || ANGST - 🌧

SCENARIOS/IMAGINES

━ coming soon!

HEADCANONS

Akatsuki ━ Insecurities || bonus: kisame

━ Secret Kinks part one || part two

━ Watching Happy Tree Friends

Itachi ━ coming soon!

Kakuzu ━ coming soon!

Konan ━ coming soon!

Nagato/Pein ━ coming soon!

FICS

Itachi ━ Back in Black (drabble) 🌧

SCENARIOS/ONESHOTS

━ coming soon!

🕷 Blood Plus (anime) 🕷

Who I write for: ━ Haji ━ Saya Otonashi ━ Diva ━ Solomon Goldsmith ━ Amshel Goldsmith ━ Kai Miyagusuku (peri-hibernation only for nsfw) ━ George Miyagusuku ━ Nathan Mahler ━ Karl Fei-Ong ━ David ━ Julia ━ Min (sfw only) ━ Mui (sfw only)

FLUFF - 🌸 || SUGGESTIVE - 🍷 || SMUT - 🔞 || ANGST - 🌧

SCENARIOS/IMAGINES

━ coming soon!

HEADCANONS

Haji ━ NSFW Alphabet (WIP) 🔞

- Headcanons (hypothetical fic)

FICS

━ unavailable for now

SCENARIOS/ONESHOTS

━ coming soon!

Notes: ━ i work full time and do not have the attention or ability to be able to write long fics at the moment. that may change over time but for now, i’m sticking to short form work. ━ any and all iterations of the characters I write for are assumed to be 20+ for nsfw work ━ sfw + nsfw, minors dni (will soft block anyone that doesn’t have their age visible) ━ hard limits: scat/golden showers, spit kink, a/b/o, large age gap (human muses), vomit kink, incest ━ i am uncomfortable writing male!reader for nsfw, but everything else is fine. please specify gender when requesting ━ as i add onto this list, all characters will be categorized in alphabetical order ━ please bother me about blood plus, this fandom is on its last legs and the same guy that did itachi’s english dub is haji. haji is an aggressively romantic and pouty possessive vampire that plays the cello. do with that what you will. ━ black af. take your racism elsewhere.

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bloodplussharp · 1 year

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#bloodplusgifs #bloodplus #blood plus #diva #miyagusuku kai

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incorrectbloodplus · 2 years

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Riku: I think this might be a bad idea...

Kai: Don't start thinking on me now!

#incorrect quotes #incorrect bloodplus quotes #kai miyagusuku #blood+#blood plus #riku miyagusuku #source: unknown

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winterfireice · 1 year

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This has also been promoted by someone else bleeding a lot (luckily not in a lot of pain but in some pain) so I’m trying very hard not to be showing that I’m nauseous

#tw vomit #tw emetophobia #emetophobia #tw blood #don’t you love it when your intense fear of vomiting makes you nauseous #it’s weird because blood doesn’t usually make me nauseous #I think it’s that the blood plus the fact that I was about to eat plus the fact that the food is a good that sometimes makes me nauseous #is the reason it’s affecting me so badly #kay is having a moment

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shironezuninja · 2 years

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Leftover spare ribs are mine now.

#hanyou no yashahime #half demon princess yashahime #moroha #blood+#blood plus #riku miyagusuku #kai miyagusuku #saya otonashi #danger mouse 2015 #mark iv #lasers

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multifandomlvr · 24 days

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Chapter 3

Tomorrow came quicker than Kai would have liked. He wished nighttime would have just lasted even if only for a few seconds.

Kai begrudgingly got out of bed and the zombie walked to the bathroom which was connected to both his and Saya’s room. He wanted so badly to open the other door just too sneak a peek in on her.

But he refrained himself.

Just as he was coming out of the shower when there were three sharp yet soft knocks at his door.

He walked over and opened it.

“Oh, good. You are awake. Finish getting dressed and meet us downstairs in ten minutes. We will have a quick breakfast and then head out.” David said before walking away.

Kai rolled his eyes as David walked away, could not even be bothered to say good morning or anything of the sort.

When he was done getting dressed, he went downstairs.

As he walked down, he noticed everyone was indeed downstairs. It is like five in the morning.

Louis was dishing food out to everyone.

Mao came over and grabbed Kai’s hand and pulled him over to the table.

“Oh Kai, I’m going to miss you so much.” Mao said dramatically and pursed her lips as though she was going to cry.

“Come on Mao. I will be back before you know it.” He said, but smiled, he put his arm around her and pulled her closer.

“You are not eating Saya? That is not like you.” Mao said after everyone had a plate in front of them, laughing as if she said something funny.

“Um, I am just not hungry this early in the morning. I will eat it in a little bit.” Saya said as she put her head on the table.

Haji took his hand and pressed it to Saya’s forehead and then took it away. He did not say anything after that.

No one said anything else either, they just continued eating.

Kai was getting upset. When did Saya not have an appetite for something. How could anyone not be worried about this.

“Alright, Lets head out.” David announced.

“I’ll see you soon, ok?” Saya told Haji. She stood on her tip toes and kissed his cheek. Her face heating up in the process.

Why in the hell was Kai watching this? He quickly turned his head. Although he wished Saya was saying goodbye to him and was waiting for it, she had already turned around and went back upstairs.

He sighed.

“Alright Kai… Please be safe and I will miss you so much.” Mao said with tears in her eyes.

“Oh, come on Mao. I will only be gone for a few days. Then you and I can spend some much-needed time together doing whatever it is you want.” Kai told her.

Mao nodded and Kai walked over to the rest of the group, and they headed out.

Everyone got in the van and David went over what was supposed to be going down once they got to their destination.

But Kai could not help but wonder what was going on with Saya. She was always hungry. Something could be wrong with her, and her stupid chevalier did nothing.

Kai was just worried about Saya because that was his sister, they were family for so long so of course he would be worried.

The mission that they were assigned was just a stake out, someone is trying to bring chiropterans back.

The four of them were just sitting in a van in a dark alley just watching.

They had been sitting for hours.

“Alright, we are going to get out and walk around. Kai, you are going to pair up with Haji and Lois and I will pair up. Meet back here in thirty minutes.” David called out.

The group split up and they started walking.

After about ten minutes of just silence, Kai had to bring up what happened this morning.

“So, what is going on with Saya this morning? It is not like her to not eat anything.” Kai asked, he was met with silence.

So, he tried again.

“Do you think Julia knows what’s going on?” Kai asked. Once again met with silence. Haji just kept walking.

Kai scoffed.

“What is your problem? Are you not concerned about Saya? What man!? You spent more than half of her life with he and you are acting as if everything is ok.” Kai yelled getting fed up with the way Haji was acting right now.

Haji stopped walking and turned towards Kai.

“I have served Saya for longer than your ancestors have been on this planet. Mind your business.” Haji said and walked off back towards the van.

Once they got back to the Van, David and Lois were already there waiting for them.

“Did either of you see anything?” Lois asked.

Haji shook his head no.

“Alright. Let us head back. It will be awhile before we get back to the house.” Lois said.

“Kai, when we get back. Come to my office. We need to have a talk.” David said.

Kai felt as though he could hit something right now.

Just then his phone rang.

“Hello?” David did not say anything.

“Alright, we’ll be there as quick as we can.” David said on the phone before hanging up.

“We need to hurry back. Now.” David said.

#fluff story #fanfic #ao3 #fanfic recs #blood plus fanfic #blood plus #anime #fluff #fluffy #fluffy story #saya otonashi #haji #kai miyagusku #ao3fic #ao3 writer #ao3 fanfic #ao3 stuff

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astragifs · 10 months

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#saya otonashi #kai miyagusuku #ブラッドプラス #blood+#blood plus #🔮☆gif.#00s anime #anisource #dailyanimatedgifs #horror anime #animeedit #fyeahanimegifs #horroredit #fyanimegifs #oldanimeedit #tw flashing

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reveluving · 5 months

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If requests are still open I have one... Graves is having sex with his wife, and Price is watching them and he touch himself 😈 And his wife notice that Price is there but she can't say it to Graves because he makes her moan so much with his dick buried into her.

Are you TRYING TO KILL ME??? BECAUSE THANK YOU?? FAWK. 💀

Includes: wall s~mut (minors DNI!), soft (& slighly mean)!graves, mentions of nude polaroids, voyeurism & exhibitionism, licking, fingering, unprotected sex (p in v)

COD x shy!wife thots closed! Thank you, everyone, for your time & amazing minds! I sincerely hope I can do this again with y'all soon! 💌

Come & check out my COD m.list!

Being invited for dinner by the Phillip Graves was not on their bingo card.

Not that they didn’t like him, he was a good sport, almost like a brother, as evidenced by the good-humoured banter he has with them, especially with Johnny or Alejandro. But if he didn’t always go “can’t wait to see m’wife after this shit ends” every time they work together, then they would’ve assumed he was a casual hookup kind of guy.

So to be proven wrong when he took a polaroid of you—you hugging Kai, who was sulking at the doorway as it rained—out of his pocket, along with the silicone wedding band around his finger, well, it was safe to say they were pretty surprised.

The SFW polaroid, of course, not the other ones.

Those were for his eyes only.

The invitees included the 141, then Laswell, along with Alejandro and Rudy, who were in town for work. God bless Graves for being ahead of them with the accommodations, not far from his house.

And as their day offs rolled around, you, on the other hand, got to work.

As usual, you did an amazing job with the food, from the proteins that he’ll help you cook once the party starts, down to the endless amounts of sides to choose from—the kinds that were both filling and bursting with flavour, an instant approval from the Southern blood in him. Somewhat enough to ease your worries about your hard work not being enough.

Meeting you had them wondering how a man like Graves managed to put a ring on a sweetheart like you. But the heart eyes they would catch in his eyes every time you were close by told them everything they needed to know about just how much he cares about you.

Of course, none of you could ever forget Kai, already rushing over to you at the front door when he thought he was going to go for a walk, only to perk up even more at the sight of more people.

More people meant more pets!

But back to the two of you; seeing you work together, balancing, with Graves’ more outgoing personality and you being soft-spoken yet perceptive, especially with his friends’ plates, it was all so… homey. No worries, no strategies, just smiles and laughs and gossip.

After dinner, just as Graves expected, the team was astounded by your backyard patio—the perks of being married to a florist. The comfortable outdoor sofa and the small yet charming garden arrangement; everything well taken care of, plus the string lights added to the comfortable aesthetic feel, especially by nightfall.

It took little effort to keep the conversation rolling, in addition to the snacks you had prepared with the beers.

“I’ll be right back.” You whispered before kissing his cheek hastily, much to his amusement. You took your leave, only to scurry away at the door when he winked at you, uncaring at the thought of his friends catching his displays of affection.

But seeing his girl getting along with his friends so well? Her warm smile? Her cute little attempt to hide her laugh behind her hand? Putting her heart and soul into her cooking and her hospitality in general, despite your bashfulness?

Well, it was only fair to say thank you.

Graves-style.

Not even ten minutes after you entered the house, he stood up.

“I’m gonna check on the missus for a bit,” He waved his hand at them without looking as he headed to the sliding door, “You guys hang ‘round.”

And then, Price felt the need to stand on his feet, but not before scratching behind Kai’s ears one last time before the pooch moved to Gaz for more pets.

Price excused himself, saying he needed to splash his face a bit. He’s not drunk, far from it, but it has been a while since he’s had a relaxing time like this. And like the rest of the crew, he was not willing to miss out on the coziness of your home.

But the surprises never stopped when he heard a squeak, your voice unmistakable, just before he could turn the corner, where the kitchen, then the guest bathroom were.

He didn’t dare to take a look at first.

“Phil!” He heard you yelp, followed by a drawn-out moan that you were trying to suppress in your husband’s shoulder.

But fuck, your voice was so tantalizing.

Price held his fist against his mouth with his eyes closed, unsure if he was trying to drown out the sounds or put more focus on it. Then, his ears perked up at the squelching in between the fast-paced pistoning of Graves’ fingers in and out of your pussy.

The captain’s morality began to chip away, going just as insane as his friend when he chuckled evilly in your ear.

“Gettin’ a lil’ shy, pretty girl?” He didn’t make it any easier for you when he licked a large stripe up your throat, “S’alright, they’re just enjoyin’ themselves back there. ‘S just you and me.”

You were already whining, albeit muffled as you bit your bottom lip as he held you up against the wall. With the way he was slapping your entrance, watching you with a knowing smirk, you knew he wasn’t going to hold back.

And as embarrassing as it was for Price to admit, he was thankful for it. Pumping his cock in his hand, following the same rhythm as the wet slaps of your hips. Your moans were just as hypnotic, short gasps and mewls every time Graves thrust back into you deeply. His tongue licked up the thin perspiration gathering on your exposed skin.

Price was precise with his peeking, only doing so whenever he heard your muffled voice—when he was certain you were resting your head against his shoulder or even kissing him.

Those pretty lips.

But in the midst of his pleasure, he wasn’t careful enough, cursing under his breath while holding his firm grip on the tip of his cock when he heard you gasp, no doubt catching sight of him when he hid back behind the wall.

And yet, his feet were too heavy to move. Glued in his spot.

Praying to see more of you. Hear more of you.

Literally anything more.

“P–Phil,” Your nails massaged across your husband’s scalp, a silent plea for him to listen.

But you were too cockdrunk to even think about stopping him, let alone attempt to say a single word.

“Hm?” He hummed against the crook of your neck nonchalantly, slowing down his pace, but bottoming out just as deep to hear to whine, “Want me t’stop, baby?”

No. No no no.

He couldn’t hear you, not with your incoherent babbling, but if you thought he didn’t understand what you were trying to say, oh, you couldn’t be any more wrong.

He wasn’t blind to the lingering looks some of the men gave you, not especially the captain’s. And though he had always known Price as ‘old-fashioned’ with his manners, he’d be stupid enough to think his courteousness with you didn’t mean anything more.

But who could blame him? You were one in a million.

And when he, too, caught sight of the familiar figure before it hid behind the wall, he knew his suspicions were correct.

And unless you told him to stop, to use your safeword, he wouldn’t even dream about pulling out. Not until he gets to feel it clench and quiver against him. To see your cum, both yours and his, dripping, even after he’s pulled your panties back up.

“I asked you a question, sweetheart,” He held your chin, a mix between a coo and a sneer. He snapped his hips once again, drawing a sputter out of you, “Do you want me t’stop?”

His smirk grew when your eyes darted sideways, knowing Price was still there, watching you being unravelled and ruined, then humming in delight when you finally answered.

“No.”

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milliekou · 10 months

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#some idea from last month..^^..or 2 months ago?#blood plus #blood+#kai miyagusuku #gie #hagi #comic #my art #fanart #doodle

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fear-is-truth · 1 month

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LOVING HIM WAS NEVER ENOUGH ༄

─ kai anderson x gn!reader

tags: toxic relationship. codependency. abuse. mention of murder. kai is a warning himself

'𝐶𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐼'𝑚 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑗𝑎𝑧𝑧 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟…

song: ULTRAVIOLENCE ⨾⁩ masterlist • taglist ࿐

a/n: not proofread very thoroughly due to school stuff.. plus english isn’t my first language sorry if there’s any mistakes!!

❦

ever since his encounter with pastor Charles, Kai saw the world through tainted lenses, his perception coloured by disgust as he regarded its occupants as lesser beings—pawns to be manipulated and discarded.

while Kai reveled in the fear and submission of his followers, you were the one soul he couldn't bring himself to despise. which was strange, considering that his primary emotions consisted of hatred and spite.

not you, though. you were a living paradox in his existence. the moment he laid eyes on you, Kai knew you were special. destined for greatness, just like him. yes, you had your flaws and vulnerabilities just like everyone else, but for once, his first thoughts weren't about how to exploit them to his advantage (he still did, just to a lesser extent).

you were his favorite project to work on— each post-meeting pinky power session serving as an opportunity to slowly chisel away at the layers of your soul. painstakingly, he hollowed you out, creating a space within you to pour himself in. Kai did all of these with such a fervour that bordered on obsession, for he was that desperate to make you his.

even though the act itself was tainted by his own selfish motives, Kai loved you. in his own toxic. fucked-up way, he truly loved you. each manipulation, each lie was a misguided attempt to shape you into the person he believed you should be, the person you deserved to be—

his equal.

and you did not disappoint him in the slightest. when you first crossed paths—orchestrated by Kai’s careful planning after months of observation, you were weak, timid. but now, you emerged from the ashes of your former self, reborn. you could point a gun at someone’s face and pull the trigger without batting an eye, the only thought crossing your mind as blood splattered across your cheek was being how divine ruler would be pleased that you completed the mission.

you were his creation; his magnum opus. and to Kai, there was nothing more beautiful than that.

❦

shy islands of desire began to emerge. morally destitute, Kai was spiritually ravenous, he craved to be drowned in your adoring gaze, voracious for every ounce of attention you were willing to bestow upon him. it wasn't the superficial adulation of his other followers that he sought. no, it was the way your fingers gently carded through his hair, the warmth of your touch searing into his skin, the way your laughter echoed in the shadowy crevices of his heart where light rarely touched.

he was addicted to you like he was to adderall, consuming you greedily, the bitter taste lingering on the tip of his tongue. in his mind, his attachment to you would be his ultimate downfall. you became a liability, a distraction from his path to greatness, and he couldn't afford to be tethered to anything that might pose a threat to his cause. Kai understood all too well the age-old adage— “since love and fear can hardly coexist, it is far safer to be feared than loved.”

Kai didn't need anyone, least of all you.

the tenderness he once bestowed upon you was replaced with a cold aloofness that left you feeling like a kicked puppy, bewildered by his sudden cruelty.

at times he would lash out, the sharp sting of his palm leaving you gasping for breath as you stumbled backward. even as you lay on the ground, the taste of blood on your lips and tears staining your cheeks, there was a perverse desire for more. more pain, more punishment, more of him. in those moments of brutality, it felt as though the violence itself was a form of intimacy, making you feel something, anything, even if it hurt.

panic attacks have become mere flutterings in your chest, mistaken for the butterflies of excitement that accompanied his touch, leaving you trembling with anticipation instead of justified dread.

❦

Kai wasn’t easy to like, much less to love. he was as thorny as a rose, beautiful yet unapproachable. every interaction with him left you bleeding with a million little stab wounds.

his touch was tender but cruel, always leaving you with bruises that bloomed across your skin like dark flowers. you wore them like badges of honour, some sort of sick proof that something existed between you. at times, when Kai was plotting away in the basement and you were left all alone, you traced the outlines of the scars with trembling fingers, pressing your lips against the tender flesh to feel the ghost of his touch. imagining that he was with you, his breath hot against your neck, his hands gentle yet possessive as they roamed your body.

“To live is to suffer, to suffer is to find meaning in that suffering,”

Kai was the cause of your suffering, the architect of your pain. his actions leaving behind an endless trail of tears and heartache in its wake.

but to you, Kai was also your meaning, the driving force behind every breath you took and every beat of your heart.

yet somehow, in some tragic, catastrophically romantic way, the two of you fit together.

as his lips sought yours, hungry and desperate, you surrendered yourself to him completely and knowing that for Kai, you'd ruin yourself a million times over.

for him, you'd be a martyr to his cause, bearing his sins upon your shoulders in the hopes of earning his affection. you’d be the sacrificial lamb at the altar of his ambitions, offering up pieces of yourself in exchange for his love.

❦

Kai resented the hold you have over him, the way you could make his insides go all soft and warm with just a smile. it grated against his pride and his need to be in control at all times.

and yet, he could never bring himself to give you up completely, even when he knew he should. every time he tried to wean you off, the withdrawal symptoms of your absence left him trembling for another hit.

the addiction ran too deep.

each night began with him, standing in front of your bedroom door and cursing himself for his lack of restraint, for allowing his feelings for you to cloud his judgment.

each night ended the same way, the two of you tangled in each other's arms, sweat-dampened skin pressed together as he curled behind you, pinky fingers linked. soft kisses gracing your shoulder.

as morning dawned, you would wake to find yourself alone in bed, the emptiness smothering you like a fog. it didn’t matter, because you knew he’d be back.

you both pretended that Kai was the one in control, the way he'd prefer it to be.

but in truth, it was you who held the reigns.

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jjunieworld · 3 months

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30. it’s not love ⸝ ˚⋆

↳ half written, half texts. word count: 1.5k

the hallway was crowded as you walked out of your classroom, loud conversations happening as everyone pushed each other to see what was happening. somehow you managed to get out of the building, seeing another crowd lingering in the grass. spotting your friends, you went up to them and asked them what was going on.

“that’s what we’re trying to figure out,” jake said as he stood on his tiptoes in an attempt to see over the crowd. there was a collective gasp that had you turning back towards the group of people. you saw people parting as someone walked through them.

there was a loud scream. “ugh! you and y/n? are you serious?” you heard a voice say. you turned to your friends with wide eyes and they heard you loud and clear. you all pushed through the crowd and managed to get a good look at the conflict. sakura was fuming at an unbothered looking sunghoon, beomgyu recording it all. “what is so fucking special about that bitch?”

your eyebrows raised at sakura’s comment. was she really this mad that she was losing control over people she never should’ve had control over in the first place? you rolled your eyes and noticed heads turning to the right.

following the direction, you saw soobin storming through the crowd, the angriest you have ever seen him. you felt an arm link with yours and looked over to see yunjin, a confused look on her face. the rest of your friends gathered around you too. “woah…” jake said. “i’ve never seen him that furious.”

soobin made a beeline directly towards sunghoon and sakura. when he got close enough, he spat out sunghoon’s name with so much venom it shocked you to your core. your brows furrowed, what the hell is happening? was this all because of sunghoon’s post? it must be.

in one fluid motion, soobin stepped to sunghoon and landed the meanest right hook onto his face. there was another collective gasp, you and your friends included, as sunghoon stumbled to the ground with a trail of blood pouring out his nose. “what game are you playing with y/n?” soobin asked fiercely, pushing sunghoon back to the ground when he tried to stand.

“soobin! what the hell is wrong with you?” sakura screeched as she tried to grab onto him. he just shook her off of his arm, not even bothering to spare her a glance as he stared daggers down at sunghoon. beomgyu laughed loudly and pointed the camera towards them. “beomgyu!” sakura exclaimed as she motioned to the two boys in front of her for him to do something. he just shook his head.

you and your friends looked at each other. honestly, you knew you should probably break up the fight, but you wanted to see how far it would go and for what. plus, sunghoon deserved to get punched after he called you a bitch earlier. there was a sly smile on yeonjun’s lips and kai tried to stifle his laugh. you didn’t need soobin fighting for your honor, but it felt nice to know that he was doing it anyways.

sunghoon looked up at soobin, irritation and anger written all over his features as he held a hand up to his bleeding nose. he usual smirk was full of wryness instead of its usual slyness. “what, jealous that she might like me more than she does you? that you lost your chance?” sunghoon asked.

you let out a small gasp just as soobin landed another hard punch across sunghoon’s face. without realizing, your feet were already moving through the rest of the crowd and towards soobin. you heard sunghoon’s laughter as he spotted you but soobin didn’t.

pushing soobin away harshly, you turned to give sunghoon the sharpest glare. “y/n…” soobin breathed lowly as his eyes landed on you. you turned the glare onto him and he stumbled back slightly at the intensity.

“oh look, here the bitch is!” you heard sakura drawl. you honestly forgot she was there. the anger boiled and grew inside of you. everything she had put you through came to the service and turned your vision white hot. you stormed up to her and slapped her across the face so hard your hand felt like it was on fire. “the bitch, yes,” you said to her.

sakura held her hand to her cheek, her body turned to the side and her hair in her face. her mouth was agape as she turned to look at you with wide eyes and furrowed brows. you can already see the red shape of your hand appear on her face. turning away from her, you focused your attention back to soobin.

“you’re just gonna let her hit me?!” you heard sakura screech behind you. “well, sakura, i can't say that you didn’t deserve it,” you heard sunghoon’s voice, followed by beomgyu’s laugh. “you’re still recording?” sakura yelled louder.

grabbing soobin’s wrist, you let out a, “seriously?” you dragged him through the crowd as you looked for an empty private spot. once you found one, you whipped around to face him. “what was all of that?”

despite everything, soobin looked at you lovingly. it was as if he couldn’t help it; as if it just leaked through the cracks out of him. “what was all of that with sunghoon?” he asked you instead. “him of all people? you’re with him? what about us? i thought we were working on getting back together and i see you in the elevator and i open twitter to you kissing him!” soobin motioned to the hoodie you were wearing, which was sunghoon’s, as he spilled his feelings. “wearing his clothes! what does he have over you to make you act this way? just tell me and i will fix everything. you don’t even like him!”

you ran your hands down your face. “what? that’s why you’re punching sunghoon?” you inhaled deeply and looked up at the incredulous look on his face. “because you think i’m with him? because you think he’s blackmailing me?”

soobin looked to the ground, breathing heavily as he just nodded. “what else could it be? it’s not love, i know that for certain.” you couldn’t help but laugh at the ridiculousness of this whole situation. how much everything had devolved. what was supposed to be a simple one-off prank had ended up in bloody noses and red faces. how you kept managing to dig yourself into these deep holes astounded you. soobin looked at you with confusion.

“soobin… who has my heart? you or sunghoon?” you asked. he looked to the ground again, cheeks flushed. “it was supposed to be a prank! me getting you back for the bet. make you squirm a bit so you understood how i felt. we never even kissed! it was stupid, and i’m sorry for hurting you, i really am. but, you did deserve it. i never meant for it to go this far.”

soobin combed his fingers through his hair. “i don’t care. i don’t care about any of that. all i care about is you. hurt me all you want. torture me. i’d rather be burnt by your flames than not feel your warmth at all.” he took your hands in his and pulled you close. “all i want is you. all i need is you.”

your heart swelled and lept at his sentiment. so many emotions flowed through you, you didn’t know which ones to focus on. “and i know you said you needed time, i’ll give you that. just please… please don’t shut me out again,” soobin spoke. tears brimmed in your eyes but you refused to let them fall. you nodded, “i won’t.”

you smiled at him and he gave you a wide smile right back, his dimples showing. soobin cupped your face, “now, can you take his hoodie off? it’s really starting to piss me off just looking at you in it.” laughing, you pulled the hoodie off so you were in the tank top you had under it. the cool breeze blew across your bare skin and caused you to shiver. immediately, soobin took off the hoodie he was wearing and handed it to you so he was left in his plain white t-shirt.

soobin took sunghoon’s hoodie and tossed it in the trash that was next to you and you had to hold in your laugh. you liked seeing him jealous. pulling his hoodie over your head, you sighed lightly to yourself. everything was starting to feel normal again. back in place.

you looked over to the crowd that was mostly dissipated now. there were only a few stragglers, besides your friends, who remained. you felt them glance over to your direction, trying to decipher what the hell just happened. you took soobin’s hand and intertwined your fingers. “i have to go, but i promise i won’t be a stranger.”

soobin smiled warmly at you and nodded. he held on to your hand as you walked away until the distance pulled your fingers apart, making you giggle as you made your way towards your friends.

masterlist.

summary: choi soobin has always been the popular kid surrounded by his popular friends. y/n… not so much. one night, soobin and his friends make bet that soobin can’t get y/n to date him in a month. unfortunately for y/n, they’re a hopeless romantic.

A/N: standing on big business as you should who else cheered

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