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spadesolace · 3 months

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analyze my heart

thomasian! chaewon x lasallian! reader

one thing chaewon developed while taking her undergrad course, she unintentionally psychoanalyzes the people around her, especially her girlfriend

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spade speaks: advance valentine’s day 🩵

chaewon isn’t one to make her feelings known that easily. partially that was the reason why she took psychology as her major, to better understand her mind and what she feels- only to end up psychoanalyzing everyone around her.

it started with her parents - her dad specifically. the small mood swings that always resulted in a screaming match only for chaewon to run back to her room and cry about it. every conversation would start with them having a lovely chat and one small mistake from her would lead to her father asking her credibility.

“oh- why aren’t you confident when we talk about these things?”

“dad, i just-“

something simply caused their relationship to be rocky. no longer was her father the same caring man that she looked up to when growing up...

but their fights slowly decreased, once she found a way to slowly manipulate her father that would benefit the two of them. one that would result in a peaceful evening with little to none fighting and for her mother to finally relax.

her mother was next - her own insecurities being the target in every conversation. one of which is how religious her mother is. the idea of her daughter liking women brought such a drift in their relationship that it was chaewon’s goal to find out how it all started. all it took was a few glasses of wine and the right questions just for her mother to spill everything to her. to which everything made sense - her own grandparents were the stereotypical traditional family.

chaewon understood that psychoanalyzing her parents let alone sometimes her friends are crossing the line but then - you.

for her, you were the biggest mystery she has encountered. for someone that goes at the university that is known as the reddest of flags, you were the same as your university. a walking green flag.

your first date within españa made her realize how guarded you were. little to no details but the basics being shared yet you had chaewon swooning over you within the course of three hours. a complete mystery that she wishes to unveil.

it continued on - as you slowly opened up to chaewon a part of her wishes to learn more how deep your thoughts go. there were little icks she had gotten but that was merely due to the status quo. all she did was analyze you, yet you ended up analyzing her feelings.

“y/n… gusto kita (i like you).”

“i like you too, chaewon.”

even when things were made official between you two, chaewon still tried her best to unravel the mystery that is you. to find an answer as to what makes you - you.

on the other hand, you were making sure that kim chaewon wouldn’t break your heart. the stereotype that thomasians are ghosters left a bitter taste in your mouth, and hearing your friends warn you while dating chaewon. your guard was up and even if you’ve shared sentiments and traumas to her, it wasn’t one that would make her break you that easily.

you’ve heard stories of psychology majors being the reddest of flags but you never believed in them until you experienced it yourself.

sure, her university isn’t the best considering the amount of dramas and conspiracies you’ve heard from your friends but you never once thought of it as something that could affect your relationship with chaewon.

you’re well aware that chaewon tends to bottle her feelings up, not until she explodes like a soda bottle shaken and explodes as you open it. here she was, in your apartment ignoring you as she sighs every other minute. chaewon and amongst all other students from her university despise the admins at how inhumane their workloads are or how students are treated like robots but here you are.

“chae, take a break for a bit? you haven’t eaten anything yet.”

chaewon choose to ignore you as she read through her assignment again and again, switching from one file to another but you only grow more concerned as she continues to ignore your presence.

“chae… come on, just eat something.”

ignored yet again, you would have let it slide if it weren’t so later in the evening that you caught her up at 2AM still doing her assignments and readings. you’re used to her ignoring you when she has a bunch of schoolworks to finish but you’re still concerned for your girlfriend.

“chae…”

“Y/N. STOP! can’t you see me studying here? ihave to finish this by tonight and I can’t focus if you keep on-“

a part of you blocks out the rest of what chaewon had to say. the last thing you wanted to hear from her is screaming at you and blaming you. you watch her spit venom at you, taking it all in and realizing this was the girl you’ve been dating for two years. she broke again and you could only see how fierce and annoyed she is at you.

you made sure she won’t break your heart - yet here you are standing still as she packs her stuff. feeling your heart break as you do nothing and let her walk out of your place like many nights before.

this wasn’t the first time it’s happened.

this wasn’t the first time kim chaewon walked out on you.

this wasn’t the first time you heard a knock at your door at 3AM with a drunk chaewon waiting for you to open the door.

this wasn’t the first time you kissed her back while she’s intoxicated in your arms.

it’s a cycle. she breaks then leaves for a couple of days, you ignore her and she comes crawling back to you asking for forgiveness.

you’ve long analyzed her heart and her desire to keep you around despite how toxic it has become - despite knowing she wishes to learn more about you to use it against you.

everytime it happens, chaewon can’t hate you. she’s aware that half of the time it’s her that’s the problem. you’ve been so understanding and just wanting to take care of her yet here she is fucking it up once again by screaming at you as you let her do it.

you aren’t a people pleaser.

“do you not care about people’s opinions?” chaewon could only watch you shake your head as you finish writing your paper and ignoring every message and plead your classmates send your way for help.

“let them talk, it’s not my job to remind them of their responsibilities.” there was no sign of caring for what your friend’s have to say as you leave them in the dark as you close your laptop and silence your phone. ending the day with chaewon in your arms as you lay in her bed.

your family is so supportive.

she hasn’t seen any parent that is so supportive of their child who went for their passion, even if it were a small thing on a paper once you graduate. still, it baffles her knowing that you wanted to venture out and although there were some restrictions that made your parents say no to your crazy desires. they were still supportive as you tell them your project for your minor program with a huge smile on your face as they listened intently and asked questions. she feels out of place whenever your parents would ask her questions about her life, is this what having a normal conversation with relatives feels like?

and you never mentioned anything that left you questioning everything in life as you hit a dark point in your life.

you’re a mystery to kim chaewon because how could you be so perfectly fine with her screaming at you at the top of her lungs and leaving you for days until she’s back at your place wearing your clothes.

you have her wrapped around your finger as she circles around looking for a way to be above you. one thing chaewon never accounted for is that you’re too self aware.

chaewon can’t find your issues, what makes you imperfect but you know well enough what those are to hide it from anyone but yourself. not a day goes by where you mentally beat yourself for things you have no desire of telling anyone and sure, chaewon loves to psychoanalyze you as you keep this facade.

at the end of the day, you have her heart, knowing what she wants in a relationship and simply taking it as it is. even if there is something chaewon could use against you - you’ve analyzed her before she could even realize it.

#chaewon x reader #chaewon imagines #kim chaewon #chaewon #kim chaewon x reader #le sserafim imagines #le sserafim x reader #le sserafim #le sserafim chaewon #big 4 au #big4 #thomasian! chaewon #we love a red flag fr

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wonyoiz · 6 months

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ex with benefits (filo) 🔞

warning: dirty talks, kabastusan, explicit, cuss words

At the end of the day, puta ka pa rin ng ex mong si Jungwon. Ginagaslight mo na lang ang sarili mo na tite at kantot na lang ang habol mo sa kanya pero alam mo sarili mong hindi lang ‘yon ang gusto mo sa kanya.

Heto ka na naman naka upo habang nag hihintay sa kanya sa empty room habang hawak ang tira mong ice cream na kaninang pinag nanasaan ni Jungwon. Hindi mo namalayang natuluan ka na sa hita at kasabay na rin ito ng pagpasok ni Jungwon sa kwarto.

Kitang kita mo sa mukha niya ang kanyang pag ngisi, minamanyak ka na naman siguro nito sa kanyang utak.

“Ang kalat mo kumain” nilabas niya ang tissue mula sa bulsa at agad na lumapit sayo, his eyes are so cold na para bang ina-eye fuck ka na niya.

“Buka mo” asking you to spread your legs more para mapunasan niya nang mabuti ang tumulong ice cream sa hita mo. Ang lalim ng tingin niya sa iyong palda na para bang anytime tatanggalin niya ito para lang matikman ulit ang kanina pang namamasa mong puke.

Jungwon unconsciously— or not.. wiping your thigh in a slow and gentle motion making you let out a soft moan dahil sa sobrang libog na nararamdaman mo. Unti-unti niyang inangat ang palda mo kasabay ng pag-angat ng tissue from your thigh up to your crotch..

“tangina wala kang panty? ganyan ka ba kapokpok?” hindi ka na makapag salita dahil sa sunod na ginawa niya.

Agad agad niyang tinanggal ang suot mong palda matapos kang ilipat sa table. Kinuha niya ang natitirang ice cream at ipinahid sa puke mo bago niya ito dilaan nang marahas.

“mhmm ang sarap pa rin ng puke mo, baby” wala kang magawa, hindi ka makagalaw dahil sa higpit ng kapit niya sayo. Patuloy pa rin si Jungwon sa pag dila sa puke mo, ramdam ang paninigas at pagsipsip ng dila niya sa iyong clitoris dahilan ng iyong paglabas ng mga katas mula sa katawan.

“nilabasan ka agad? puta ka talaga” you hate to admit that Jungwon’s words make you wet kasi tangina boses pa lang niya ang laswa na pakinggan, yung tipong marinig mo lang siyang umungol ng isang beses ay lalabasan ka agad. Magaling din gumamit ng daliri ang ex mo, kahit isang daliri lang niya makes you satisfied. Ang katawan niya.. sobrang nakakalibog. Iniisip mo pa lang ang hubo’t hubad na katawan nito ay nasisiraan ka na ng bait. At lalo’t lalong magaling kumantot si Jungwon.

cut! 😄 also, gumawa pala ako cc hehe

#jungwon hard hours #jungwon hard thoughts #enhypen smut #jungwon smut #enhypen hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts #jungwon imagines

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pupyuj · 6 months

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KJAJLAHAHA we've had filipina!yujin so ano uhm how about filipina! wonyoung.. her being this rich conyo girl na nasa cheerleading team kaya it was a huge surprise to you when you felt her boner pressing up against you 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 and her being so shy about it to FUCLJAJAJAHA

conyo wony sounds so right omg...

it all happening on the one day wonyoung doesn't have a ride to school 😩 nagkasakit daw yung family driver niya so na pwersahan lang gumamit ng lrt 🫣🫣 "i'm so pawis na girl, sobrang hot pag nag-commute." sabi niya raw sa friend niya, who she's talking with over on the phone 😭 nakatayo siya sa harapan mo, at halos siksik na siksik kayo sa corner kase sobrang busy—everybody was going everywhere, that kind of situation. di mo naman siya kilala on a personal level but you knew she was nice enough. and she gets good grades, does a few cool extracurriculars, tapos cheerleader pa. maarte lang talaga minsan pero overall good girl naman! naaalala mo pa nga nung tinulungan ka niya sa isa mong homework eh, and you forgot to thank her for it back then 😩

"i'll call you na lang later pag near na ako sa school. mwah." sabi niya sa friend niya kasi lalo na sumikip sa train, bringing her even closer to you. ang bango niya, syempre 🥰 napatinging siya sayo, "sorry ha. wala na akong space." bulong niya, which was true enough bcs she might as well be hugging you with how close the two of you have gotten 🫣🫣 nginitian mo na lang kase for some reason di mo alam kung ano sasabihin mo... bakla ka 🙄🙄🙄🙄

pero wonyoung was being real naman! it really was hot as fuck🧍‍♀️even when the trains have air conditioning, there were still too many people in it, and what with the close proximity, you were sweating buckets 😭 undoing like, three buttons on your shirt and fanning your self... wony seeing all of this and... yun nga, nanigas, literally 😋 unfortunately for her, she was taller than you so whenever she looked down, kita niya cleavage mo and she has to pry her eyes away from them... but they were like magnets!! wony scooting a bit closer again bcs people were pushing behind her and there it was... naramdaman mo yung boner niya, and she knew that you did bcs you looked up at her w your eyes and mouth slightly agape... she wanted to disappear 🥲

"s-sorry. fuck, di ko naman sinasadya—ummm..." oh, san naman nagpunta yung confident and charismatic head cheerleader jang wonyoung? nawala! babae lang pala kailangan itapat sa kanya 😘 halos bumigay na yung legs niya nung hinawakan mo yung tite niya, partly out of curiosity, and mostly bcs you were horny 🫣 "ang laki mo pala, wonyoung." bulong mo, slipping your hand inside her compression shorts and wrapping your hand around her thick shaft,,, "ah.. kaya pala, ha?" you said, following wony's eyes that were glued to your chest...

"dito tayo para walang makakita." pulling her closer to a deeper, more secluded part of the corner—jacking her off faster, your lips now leaving a trail of soft kisses up her neck... "h-hindi ko pa naman.. alam name mo, ate." sabi ni wonyoung, hips softly thrusting towards your hand...

"(y/n). remember that."

HAHAHSIDJ tapos you lifted her skirt a bit para makita ung tite niya... yun nga, malaki tapos makapal??? you almost couldn't close your hand around it 😣😣 "gusto mo kantutin mo 'ko, dito?" tanong mo kase basang basa ka na,, hindi mo kaya maghintay until the next stop to be fucked 😩

"hindi... no, i wanna fuck you properly. sa cr. mamaya." sabi ni wonyoung, pulang pula ang mukha 🥺🥺 jacking her off throughout the ride from one stop to the next so she can stay hard... not even caring whether or not it was the right stop you left the train for. hinatak mo na lang si wonyoung sa isang washroom and immediately, hinubad niya yung panty mo, feeling your wetness for herself...

"tumalikod ka, (y/n)."

"wala man lang kiss?" ang harot mo 😭 pero you got what you wanted! before wony just completely turned you around and pressed you up against the door... pwinersa niya yung sobrang tigas niyang tite sa loob mo, halos sumigaw ka pero you were able to hold yourself back naman...

"mmhm.. fuck, ang sikip m-mo..." sabi niya.. dalawang kamay niya nakahawak sa mga suso mo, nearly ripping your uniform open just to feel them... unclasping your bra and taking your nipples in between her fingers, "i want to suck on these but.. mamaya na lang. pagkatapos ko pumutok sa loob mo." tapos binilisan niya na, one hand on your waist to keep you steady while she rams her thick cock inside your walls, driving you insane with each deep thrust... eventually, dalawang kamay niya na nasa bewang mo, fucking into you so good that your mind blanks out whenever she pounded into you...

sobrang lakas ng mga ungol mo, di mo na kaya maitago... siya rin hindi na maitigil sumigaw, biting your shoulder and leaving marks there... "i-i'm glad i took the train today... kung alam ko lang na makakantot kita ng ganun lang, i would've taken the train way more... tangina." halos masakit na yung paglamas niya sa suso mo pero sa sobrang kalibog mo, you didn't care 🤤

"ahh..! ah.. bilis... b-bilisan mo, wonyoung..! gusto ko pa..." ayun, binilisan nga!

it didn't take long for wonyoung to come.. her warm seed filling up your womb, leaking out of your cunt and trickling down your legs when she pulled out 😵‍💫😵‍💫 "sabi mo isa pa?" tanong niya, turning you around to face her.. tapos ang dali niya sumipsip sa mga utong mo, at ang tigas niya ulit 😩

neither of you went to school that day 😵‍💫😵‍💫 fucked for a long time in the bathroom tapos nilibre ka na lang sa hotel para gawin everything ulit for hours 🤤🤤🤤

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starz222 · 1 year

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alhaitham — mahal kita

synopsis your group project takes a weird turn

contains fluff. translations are in parenthesis. not proofread. modern au

notes this lowkey short but this has been on my mind for so long

you were assigned a group project by your teacher on the cultures of various nations. it was just a matter of going to see them since there were 3 people in each group and you were placed with the other two who shared a dormitory.

you walked over to alhaitham and kaveh's shared dorm after getting dressed comfortably for your project. as soon as you open the door, you’re welcomed with an apartment that combines two distinct styles and aesthetics. it was a perfect representation of alhaitham and kaveh, they both stood out but clashed with one another.

“oh, you’re here.” al haitham walks into the living room wearing his pajamas. his gray hair is messy and his shirt is unaligned. “i told you they’d get here early!” kaveh shouts from their kitchen, “y/n, do you want some coffee? and i’d like to apologize on my roommate’s behalf.” he scoffs and rolls his eyes at al haitham. “sure, thank you, kaveh!” you take the cup of coffee from his hand at sit at the table.

“look at him, cutting our time shorter!” kaveh huffs, “what do you mean? i’m right here aren’t i?” his roommate speaks from behind. “can we just get done with this already?” al haitham takes the seat next to you. you begin to discuss the project with the two of them. you talk about how you can format the project and what else you should add, and speaking of cultures, you bring up an important factor in culture.

“i don’t speak that many languages,” you say, “but you speak lots of different languages, right?” you turn to al haitham, and in response he nods. you ask, "can you say something in one of the languages you know?”

“alright”, he accepts your request. “mahal kita, y/n. gustong-gusto kita, kaya ako nalang yung dapat piliin mo.” (i love you, y/n. i really really like you, that’s why i’m the one you should choose.)

kaveh spits out the coffee he’s been drinking and looks at al haitham like he’s gone mad. what did you just say? he speaks with his eyes and his shocked look. “why? what’d he say?” you turn to kaveh, the two of them weren’t even hiding how they were practically having a conversation about what he said in front of your face. “he said that—” kaveh stops once he locks eyes with his roommate. those eyes looked like they were hungry for blood! at least, that’s how kaveh interprets it.

“nevermind– he just swore at me in tagalog..” kaveh sulks and looks away, wiping the coffee from the corners of his lips. “yeah, you’re an ass sometimes.” al haitham crosses his arms. oh, this bitch is really going to insult me? two people can play that game. he leans in and whispers in your ear, “he said that he really likes you.” and leans back to take a look at your expression. you argue, “that’s not true. he would never—”

“it’s true.” al haitham cuts you off. “i do like you. kahit di mo ko mahal, mamahalin pa rin kita hanggang kailanman." ( even if you don't love me, i'll still love you forever.)

truth be told, the only reason why al haitham looked like he hadn’t gotten any sleep was because he didn’t. he couldn’t go to sleep as his mind filled him with a mix of emotions hitting him everywhere all at once. worry, anxiety, anticipation, happiness, you name it. he hoped that kaveh would be able to lighten the mood and make him less awkward around you than he already is. he barely got any sleep because he couldn’t stop thinking about you.

when he saw you just standing there in his home, he rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. he refocuses his gaze on you, and fuck, you’re not his imagination. lucky enough his roommate helped him escape unknowingly. but then again, brought him to confess his feelings to you.

“....mahal din kita?” (i love you too) your entire face heats up, you look at kaveh. “did i say it right?” he’s just staring at the two of you with his mouth agape, “will he be okay?” you ask al haitham. “just give him a few seconds.”

he slams his hands on the table, “what the fuck just happened. i’ve been sitting here the entire time?!”

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kairiscorner · 10 months

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now what if

miguel x filipino reader (silly and soft hcs!!)

• he'd have little problems understanding you, same with miles, in the previous x filipino reader, he'd understand the shared words tagalog and spanish have.

• involuntarily, i think mans would full on speak spanish if he hears you use just enough shared words to get him expressing his thoughts in spanish.

• "beh, asan yung sapatos ko? hala ba't malapit sa bintana, okay, ah, bibili ako ng leche flan, gusto mo ba?"

• "oh, claro, seguro que me gustaría un poco."

• "ano, ah, okay"

• you two would kinda just get by picking up random tidbits of spanish and tagalog, BUT YOU CANNOT DENY THAT YOU FALL APART WHEN HE SPEAKS SPANISH; HIS VOICE >>>>>>

• he'd also fear the slipper.

• you joke that if another spider person came crawling to you, crying because he yelled at them, you threatened to throw your own slippers in his face; you refused to let him just get angry whenever things didn't go his way.

• "isa pa, sinasabi ko talaga sayo, TSITSINELASIN KITA SA MUKHA, WAG MO KONG SUBUKAN"

• "PLEASE, I'M SORRY, PUT THE DAMN SLIPPER DOWN, QUERIDA"

• he got less angry at the spider people when you threatened him, he became more patient and understanding because of your guidance, too.

• you taught him to use "po" and "opo" when addressing his elders, especially towards your parents when he met them. he was initially confused as to why you used it on him when you two were practically the same age, but when you explained it was just your habit, he didn't ask anymore. in fact, he kinda found it endearing.

• when he learned how "ate" (ah-teh) and "kuya" were used, he called you that for a while until you told him you didn't want him to call you that and just refer to you by name.

• "ate/kuya, what's the update?", "ate/kuya, your report?", "ate/kuya, i want some, what was it? ah, ate/kuya, i want some tinapay (bread)"

• but when he learned about filipino pet names......... he used them TO THE MAX.

• he calls you, "mahal", "beh", and the..... "bebe labs" (cries) he used the "bebe labs" one because you kept using it for him.

• "bebe labs, what's for dinner?" now that was the first and last time he ever called you that. yes, lyla and you have a recording of that, it's your ringtone.

• your song with him is "panalangin" by apo hiking society, change my mind.

• he doesn't seem too interested in teleseryes, what with his hardass and stern look, but when he caught you watching one at home at night when he came back, he found himself sitting down with you and making commentary about the antagonistic bitches and how it'd be so satisfying for them to receive karma, tearing about a character's death, and clicking his tongue as he says, "i fucking knew they were gonna cheat/weren't dead/that character was the parent"

• he'd make an effort to learn tagalog and/or your local dialect for you, especially if you were more fluent in that than in english. he also wanted you to feel that he valued your culture and your roots, just as much as he valued his own.

• HE LOVES THE CHICKENJOY IN JOLLIBEE 🫂🫂🫂

• if you two ever got into an argument, he'd buy you jollibee as an apology and say he was really sorry and that the whole argument was stupid, he shouldn't have said/done what he said or did.

• MIGGY IN A BARONG TAGALOG >>>>>>

• he blushes when you call him "guapo/gwapo", you do it all the time :> he calls you "maganda" and "mahal ko" regardless of your gender <333

#atsv miguel #miguel x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara x filipino reader #atsv #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel spiderman #spider man 2099 #miguel o'hara fluff #miguel o’hara fanfiction

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ynjeonghoney · 1 month

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sir, are you okay? — yoon jeonghan (M) (filo au)

Jeonghan as your roommate na pinagpractice'an mo ng CPR

✦ pairing: yoon jeonghan x oc reader ✦ genre: smut, filo setting ✦ word count: 3k ✦ warnings: contains profanity, oral sex (f and m receiving), unprotected sex

Reminders:

✦ minors dni! ✦ separate fiction from reality ✦ this au is purely fictitious and does not reflect the true personalities of kpop idols

When you arrived at your apartment, you immediately washed up and changed into casual clothes. Then you started laying out the yoga mat on the floor, while Jeonghan was on his phone.

“Halika na rito.” You called Jeonghan and he immediately approached you.

“Dumapa ka sa yoga mat.” You instructed him, but he seemed puzzled and reluctant about what you were saying.

“Ano?”

“Sumunod ka na lang, Jeo.”

Jeonghan had no choice but to follow you. He laid on his stomach as you read your CPR checklist, seeing to it that every step was clear and understood.

“Ayan, perfect! Wala kang gagawin ha, diyan ka lang.” You said enthusiastically. Then, you proceeded to read the next step, which is to ensure that the scene is safe.

“Kunyari ginigising kita, Jeo. You stay unconscious lang diyan.” Jeonghan simply nodded in response, promptly closing his eyes as if he were drifting off to sleep.

“Hey sir! Are you okay?”

“Sir! Can you hear me? Can you get up?”

You shook his shoulders vigorously, trying to "wake" him up.

“Tapos magtatawag na ako ng tulong.” You guided Jeonghan through the next steps you were going to take, making sure he was aware and attentive.

“Excuse me! Ma’am wearing a pink shirt…”

“Activate the EMS and get back to me with AED immediately!”

You repositioned him onto his back and adjusted the yoga mat so that he wasn't lying directly on the floor. “Ngayon, ipapahiga na kita tsaka lalapit ako sa mukha mo. Ichecheck ko kung humihinga ka.”

“Aba, syempre. Buhay pa ako, Jia.” Jeonghan joked. You couldn't help but chuckle at his light-hearted response, giving him a playful pinch on the stomach.

You gently placed your fingers on Jeonghan's neck to check for his carotid pulse, a critical step in evaluating a person’s cardiac status in situations like this. As you felt the rhythm beneath your fingertips, you immediately began counting, “1,001, 1,002, 1,003…” And with each breath, you observed the rise and fall of his chest.

“No signs of life. No pulse and no breathing.” You exclaimed.

“Isi-CPR na kita. Starting compressions.” You added, placing the heel of your left hand at the center of his chest, while simultaneously positioning your right hand on top, interlacing your fingers.

Jeonghan's eyes snapped open, a warning glance directed at you. “Huwag madiin, Jia!”

“Hindi ko talaga didiinan, Jeo. Masakit ‘tong compressions e.”

“Unless gusto mong baliin ko talaga ribs mo.” With a hint of jest, you lightened the mood. He just stared at the ceiling, knowing well enough that you would not actually press his chest too hard.

“1, 2, 3, 4, 5…” While you were focused on administering the compressions, you noticed him looking at you.

Jeonghan couldn't help but steal glances at you from this angle. He had always known you were beautiful, but seeing you in this point of view, kneeling beside him, with your face and chest so close to his own, stirred something within him.

“After ng 200 compressions, ichecheck ko ulit kung buhay ka.” You reminded him of your next course of action, maintaining focus on the task at hand.

Jeonghan fell silent, his gaze fixed on you as he observed your moves. Little did he know, the events that followed would push him to the edge in ways he never imagined. He was stunned when you suddenly adjusted your hair tie, and in that moment, your crop top tightened snugly around you, accentuating your breasts. “Teka, ang init, ayusin ko lang buhok ko.”

Fuck, ang sexy mo, Jia. It’s driving me crazy.

Erotic thoughts raced through Jeonghan's mind, and he could already feel the sudden surge of excitement that traveled down to his most sensitive part.

“1,001, 1,002, 1,003…”

“Positive signs of life.” You uttered after checking his carotid pulse.

“Tapos ipoposition na kita sa side, and we’re done!” You positioned Jeonghan sideways while securely gripping his shoulder and waist.

“Okay, Jia. From the top.”

“Sige, isa pa.”

“Hindi na ako dadapa, masakit sa tiyan.”

Once more, your practice session began. With Jeonghan's cooperation, you prepared to execute the skill efficiently.

You couldn't help but wonder why Jeonghan was fixated at you. It felt like his eyes were silently urging you on, observing your every move with intense focus.

Bakit ang pogi niya sa angle na ito?

Continuing with the practice, you resumed, shaking Jeonghan's shoulders as indicated on your checklist.

“Hey sir! Are you okay?”

“Can you hear me? Can you get up?”

“Excuse me! Ma’am wearing a pink shirt…”

“Activate the EMS and get back to me with AED immediately!”

“1,001, 1,002, 1,003…”

Suddenly, Jeonghan felt something soft against his arm, prompting him to look down and realize that your breasts were pressed against him while you were assessing his respirations.

He felt his heartbeat quicken as he caught sight of the stunning view of your cleavage. His breath hitched for a moment as he struggled to maintain composure. A rush of warmth flooding his cheeks and also down there.

“No signs of life…”

“Starting compressions.”

“1, 2, 3, 4, 5…”

“1,001, 1,002—” You were taken aback as Jeonghan's right hand found its way to the nape of your neck, the closeness of your faces adding an unexpected intensity.

In such close proximity, you could feel Jeonghan's breath against your lips. “Tangina, Jia. Look what you did to me.” Without breaking eye contact, he slowly took hold of your wrist and guided it towards where you could feel his hard cock. You felt warmness spread through your stomach, a sensation that seemed to ripple down to your femininity.

Shit, ang laki mo, Jeo.

"You have to do something about it, baby," Jeonghan said with a seductive smirk, teasing you in a way that left you tempted.

The only response you gave him was a sudden, impulsive kiss, to which he promptly reciprocated, eagerly returning the gesture. His lips were warm and inviting, drawing you in further.

Without hesitation, you parted your lips, and soon you both found yourselves lost in a passionate exchange, tongues dancing in a tantalizing rhythm. Everything around you faded into oblivion as the intoxicating sensation of each other's taste consumed you.

You quickly straddled his thighs, positioning yourself on top of him, feeling the heat radiating between your bodies. His hands instinctively found their way to your hips, gripping them firmly as he pulled you closer.

Jeonghan was nowhere near being able to control his words, his mind clouded by the overwhelming desire that you had ignited within him. "Ganda ng view ko, fuck.”

“Kahit araw-araw mo akong i-CPR, Jia.”

He was losing his mind over the sight before him: you on top of him, as if he wanted nothing more than to ravish your body. You grind yourself against his manhood, feeling it harden even more.

You leaned in close, the warmth of your breath tickling his ear as you whispered. “Dapat nagpra-practice pa ako, Jeo. You and your dirty mind.” Then, with deliberate intent, you resumed your exploration. You trail a path of soft kisses down his neck as you make him increasingly weak beneath you.

“Wala kasing preno ‘tong tite mo e.”

You then dared to caress his chest, your touch sending shivers down his spine, before trailing your fingertips down to his abdomen, tracing the contours of his abs. “But who am I to put a red light on my pussy?”

“Kung ikaw din lang wawasak sa akin, why not?”

As Jeonghan heard your words, you noticed a smirk spread across his lips, a proud expression evident in his eyes, clearly pleased with the effect he had on you.

“Be my guest.” Jeonghan remarked, referring to his cock that eagerly awaited your satisfaction.

You discarded your top, and the next thing you did was to guide his hands and help him in unclasping your bra.

Jeonghan's eyes roamed over your form. The sight captivated him, putting him into a state of hysteria. You momentarily shifted away from atop him. With a sense of urgency, he then discarded his clothes, lying beneath you in nothing but his underwear.

You intentionally placed your palm over his hard member, then slowly slid your hand down to grasp it firmly.

You want him inside you so bad.

Jeonghan impatiently helped you in removing his underwear, revealing his throbbing and erect member. Without hesitation, you took him into your mouth, your tongue swirling around him, eager to taste every inch of his hardness. Your actions elicited a deep groan of pleasure from Jeonghan, spurring you on as you continued to satisfy him.

“Fuck! Ang sarap mong chumupa!” Jeonghan closed his eyes in sheer ecstasy, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure of feeling the heat of your mouth enveloping him.

You increased the pace, head lolling back and forth as you worked to satisfy him.“Uhhh, sige pa, baby.” His hand reached for your head, matching the rhythm of your sucking.

As Jeonghan's hand grew heavier, pressing you more into him, you responded by taking him deeper into your mouth, his member stretching your limits as it began to push past the back of your throat.

“Mmm..” You began to lose your breath as you continued to take him, moans of pleasure escaping.

You knew it wasn't complete without a handjob, so without skipping a beat, you withdrew his cock from your mouth and quickly adjusted the pace of your hand, pumping up and down his shaft.

“Shit. Shit. Shit.” Jeonghan swore under his breath. He was losing his sanity, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure you were giving him.

With a gentle pull of your arm, he brought you on top of him, his lips claiming yours in a dominant kiss that left no room for resistance. He relished the feeling of your breasts pressing against him—warm, soft, with just a hint of titillating filthiness.

He held your jaw as he deepened the kiss. You melted into his touch, lost in the sensation of his tongue moving against yours.

“Baby, doon tayo sa kama.” You whispered and Jeonghan fulfilled your wish without hesitation.

You led him to sit on your bed with a gentle grasp of his hand. Positioned in front of him, you discarded your underwear.

Jeonghan teased, “Unfair naman kung ako lang kinain mo, Jia.” His gaze was filled with desire as he admired the stunning curves of your body.

Taking his hand, you guided it to your womanhood, encouraging him to explore every inch of it. Jeonghan felt his cock harden once more as he touched you. He then hovered over you as you eased yourself onto the bed.

“Huwag kang magpalipas ng gutom, Jeo.”

Jeonghan settled himself between your legs. From this point, he could already see just how wet and ready you were for him. He slid two of his fingers inside you, relishing the sensation of your tight and wet walls enveloping him. A soft moan escaped your lips as you felt the electrifying touch of his fingers exploring you intimately.

His fingers were soaked with your wetness as they moved in and out of you. He began to rub your clit, adding a new level of sensation that had you arching your back. However, what sent you over the edge was the moment he went down on you, his tongue expertly teasing your swollen bud, each flick sending waves of ecstasy through your body.

“Uhhh… Putangina!” You found yourself gripping Jeonghan's hair tightly as he skillfully pleasured you.

“I love how fucked up you look right now.”

“That’s just my tongue, Jia. Maliit na bagay.”

“Ang ganda mo na nga, ang sarap mo pa, puta.”

These were the things Jeonghan uttered as he savored every moment of indulgence with your body, fulfilling his desires exactly as he wished.

His impatience reached its peak; he wanted to feel the warmth of your pulsating womanhood enveloping his hard cock. Unable to resist any longer, he aligned himself with your slick entrance.

“Ah…shit. Please, Jeonghan, fuck me.”

“Please, baby. Ibaon mo na tite mo sa akin.”

Your desperate plea echoed in the air, your pussy throbbing with an insatiable urge to be filled by him.

“Sabihin mo kung masakit at babagalan ko. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I want you to feel good, baby.” Your heart fluttered at his words of assurance.

He positioned the tip of his cock and slowly slid inside you, the firmness of his shaft meeting the warmth of your walls. As he penetrated deeper, you felt his hardness, while he, in turn, savored your tightness surrounding him.

You let out a moan as his girth stretched you out. It took a moment for you to adjust to his size, your walls gradually accommodating him. “Ngh… Uhhh..”

Jeonghan maintained a slow, steady rhythm, each movement a tantalizing tease as he slid in and out of you. He would never grow weary of the sight before him: you being fucked by him, your breasts moving in sync with each of his thrusts. The very idea of satisfying you ignited an unquenchable desire within him, urging him to explore every avenue of your pleasure.

“Fuck! Your pussy feels so good.”

As his pace intensified, his hands firmly anchored to your hips, you instinctively grasped onto his arms for stability. Lost in the euphoria of the moment, you were swept away by the overwhelming sensations coursing through your body. Before you knew it, you were profusely scratching his back, leaving a red trail of your nail marks.

“Shit! Ahhhh!”

“Harder!” You demanded more from him, your insatiable libido craving even deeper.

Jeonghan leaned closer, his breath hot against your skin as he buried his cock deep inside you. At the same time, his mouth found your left breast, and began to suck your nipple. His hand traveled towards your right breast, where he began to caress it with gentle yet firm strokes, eliciting soft gasps from you.

He found it hot that his large hands perfectly fit your breasts, the grip feeling snug and natural as if they were made for him—a perfect fit.

"Tangina, isagad mo! Ahhh…Sige pa!”

"You like it, baby? You take my cock so fucking well."

He groaned as he watched your face contorted in pleasure, then, positioning your legs on his shoulders, he angled himself deeper inside you, driving himself even further. His mind went berserk as he repeatedly witnessed how well his large member fit inside your tight, swollen cunt.

Jeonghan said in his deep voice, "Sakyan mo ako." He quickly withdrew his cock from you and laid down on his back, with you on top. You straddled him and positioned yourself over his throbbing shaft.

“Uhhh…fuck, yes.” You breathed a moan and with a slow, deliberate movement, you lowered yourself onto him, feeling every inch of him filling you up completely.

Jeonghan watched you attentively, his gaze filled with lust for the way you moved atop him. You moved your hips, driving him wild with every motion. As you rocked back and forth on top of him, your breasts swayed in rhythm with your movements, fueling his wild imagination even further.

"Shit, Jia. Nasisiraan ako ng ulo sayo."

Once again, Jeonghan reached up to fondle your breasts, giving them a gentle squeeze. Feeling the surge of passion, he then cupped your cheeks, pulling you closer for a kiss. As your tongues entwined in a passionate kiss, you felt the throbbing hardness of his cock, and in that moment, nothing else mattered but the electrifying connection between the two of you.

“Ahhh…”

“Ngghhh…”

Jeonghan's stamina was faltering as you relentlessly rode him, driving him to the brink of ecstasy. Despite the intensity of the moment, his cock remained rock hard, overwhelming you with pleasure to the point where you felt almost sensually dizzy.

“Tuwad.” Jeonghan's command took you by surprise, but who were you to complain when he fucks you so good?

As you obediently took your place on all fours, his hands firmly gripped your hips, ensuring his stability as he savored the sight before him. He repositioned his shaft at your entrance, slowly easing it back inside, inch by inch.

His size intoxicates you.

Jeonghan’s thrusts quickened, prompting you to bury your head in the pillow and grip it tightly in response. With each thrust, his movements grew stronger and more forceful, exerting a powerful control over you.

"Putangina, Jeo! Don't stop!"

“F-faster!”

Jeonghan let out a deep moan, his heart racing so fast he could feel it pulsating in the depths of his throat, as though it might burst at any moment. Both of you were drenched in sweat, fluids coating your bodies and the sheets. The sound of your skin slapping against each other echoed in the room, creating the perfect ambiance to welcome the weekend.

He consistently rails you, and you were completely wrecked by his thrusts. It felt as though he was ravaging your insides, leaving you a hot mess under him.

“I'm cumming, baby.” Jeonghan whispered huskily. As he uttered those words, a wave of warmth surged through his abdomen, radiating outward and mingling with the intoxicating sensation enveloping his entire body. And just like him, you felt the same heat spreading from your core, a delicious tension building within you as euphoria washed over your senses.

“Malapit na rin ako.”

Your eyelids fluttered shut as you neared your climax, the overwhelming sensations pushing you to the brink of release. “Ahhh…shit!”

Jeonghan groaned as he released inside you, his hot seed filling you up, and you could feel it seeping out of your cunt, coating your inner walls with warmth as it trickled down your thighs.

He collapsed onto the bed, exhausted, his breaths coming in deep and heavy. You lay down beside him, and he pulls you closer to him, wrapping his arms around your body in a tender embrace.

He pulled you into a tight embrace, relishing the warmth emanating from your body as it radiated with his. He pressed his lips against your forehead, planting a soft kiss filled with affection. Then, his lips found yours, the kiss becoming deeper and sloppier.

“Gawin mo akong pasyente mo palagi, Jia.”

“Siraulo.”

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thots4hee · 9 months

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thoughts about atenista conyo party boy hee and thomasian conservative reader na everytime nakikita ang e/o sa pop up or xylo. tas nagmomol na sa gedli (sana mapansin deprive na aq sa tagalog smut eh /hj)

GAGO TANGINA DJEKDJWKDJDJXBD

pairing: hee x reader 🔞🔞🔞🔞

warning:Dom Hee! Sub reader! bj, public sex if you squint, KABASTUSAN

Heeseung is everyone's dream. Isang sikat na Atenean. Pogi, matalino, mayaman, at reserved na tao. Kasali siya sa pitong sikat na magkakaibigan sa university. Kung saan gagawin lahat ng fan girls nila ang lahat mapansin lang nila, lalong lalo na ni Heeseung na walang pakialam sa kasikatan at sa mga lalake at babaeng nagkukumahog magpapansin sakanya.

Pagpatak ng Biyernes ay dito na nagsisimula ang kasiyahan ng pito. Maliban sa pagtambay sa court, tambay rin si Heeseung sa parties at clubs.

Heeseung chuckled and shut his phone. Aminin man niya o hindi totoo ang sinabi ni Jay.

He's been eyeing a girl from the club. Halos buong gabi siya hindi mapakali kakalinga at hanap and finally he found her. For Seung, she's sexy, alluring, napakaganda, nakakaulol. The way she laugh with her friends wearing a tight black dress that hugs her curves. The way she dances and enjoys the music that night hits different with him. Napakahinhin... sure marami na siyang nakitang mga babae sa clubs at parties. Pero lahat sila parepareho lang. Hindi maintindihan ni Heeseung ang nararamdaman basta at mahalaga makuha ka niya. And he did.

Sa condo niya, nakatuwad at inuungol ang pangalan niya.

"Napakahinhin mo sa labas, hindi nila alam puta lang kita." Hindi na kayo nakaabot ng kama at napunit na ni Heeseung ang suot mong dress na pinilit pasuot sayo ng kaibigan mo. Palagi kang tumatanggi sa mga parties na aya niya pero palagi ka rin nitong napapapayag.

Hindi mo rin alam kung anong pinainom sayo ng lalaking katalik mo at napapayag ka niya sa mga gusto niyang pagawa saiyo. Halikan sa madilim na parte ng clubs, blowjob sa comfort room ng parties, at kantutan sa parking lot. Wala ng pakialam kung yumuyugyog nang matindi ang sasakyan o may makakita man sainyo dahil hindi gaanong tinted ang sasakyan ng binata.

Hindi ka nagrereklamo dahil ginusto mo rin ito. Natatakot ka lang sa iisipin ng ibang tao dahil kilala ka bilang conservative na babae.

"Hee, t-tangina naman! please po" ungol mo nang sinagad niya ang pag ulos sa loob ng mainit mong puke. Wala na ring saplot si Heeseung maliban sa itim nitong t-shirt na sobrang bango.

"Napaka landi mong umungol, alam ba to ng mga kaibigan mo?" natawa si Heeseung ng maramdaman ang panginginig ng binti mo kaya lalo niyang binilisan ang pagkadyot sa puke mong naglalawa at namumula mula na.

Mahigpit ang pagkakahawak ni Heeseung sa magkabila mong bewang na tiyak na magkakaroon ng pasa kinabukasan.

Ramdam na ramdam mo si Heeseung sa loob ng puke mo at lalong nakadagdag sa sarap ng sensayon ang paglamas niya sa naglalakihan mong suso na paborito niyang kagatin at iwanan ng marka. Lalo nga itong lumaki dahil panay lamas niya nito.

"y/n malapit na ko, luhod na bilis" sabay hugot ni Heeseung ng kanyang titi sa loob mo at pwersahan kang tinapat sa namamasa niya titi at pinasok ito sa bibig mong nakaabang na. Heeseung released his load into your mouth.

Napakababoy ngunit napakasarap maging puta niya, inumin ang tamod niya at maging alipin niya sa kama. Nasisiraan ka man ng bait dahil sa libog pero yoon ang totoo. Iba ang mundo mo kapag kasama mo si Heeseung, at gusto mo kapiling mo nalang siya palagi.

"Tanginang bibig yan sarap kantutin, gusto mo yon y/n? kantutin ko bibig mo?" hingal ng lalaki at napatango ka nalang.

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This is really short tangina. Tanginang writer's block to taon ata bago ako makaahon. Will probably write a part two.

or send me ideas and prompts sa ask! hehe

#nini thoughts #lee heeseung #nini ask #enhypen #heeseung enhypen #enhypen heeseung #lee heeseung enhypen #heeseung #filo smuts #enhypen filo smuts #enhypen au

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monin1ca · 1 year

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Hey Monica!

I thought of a concept idea for you to try writing on.

What if Neon, Phoenix, Sage, and Yoru (Separately) who has a crush on their fellow agent, [Reader] [Gender Neutral] [Romantic] and one day [Reader] accidentally left their laptop open and alone in the lounge area while they need to do something like a task from Brimstone. Then the person of interest walks in and “unintentionally” sees a love confession written in a document as it seems [Reader] was rehearsing to profess their love for the intended recipient (a.k.a. The person of interest).

Basically, [Reader] accidentally left their confession open in the public and their crush saw it. How would this play out?

Also, I love your formatting style for your writing.

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: Nothing! Fluff, implied relationships, mentions of porn (neon’s part, but no actual depictions), snooping?, google translated jp

Sypnosis: “H-how much of that did you read?...” You stutter out, the anticipation killing you. “All of it….” You felt like you wanted to blackout on the spot. “But hey? Aren’t you gonna ask me what I thought of it?”

Neon

Neon wasn’t a snooper; she held herself in high regard. She knew she was better than this but couldn’t stop looking. Neon originally was here to tell you Brimstone wanted your help on a plan.

“Hey, Y/N. The old man wants your help on a plan for a mission.” You practically jumped from your seat when you heard the duelist's voice, “Oh! I-i almost forgot about that,” You hurriedly left your laptop and ran for it to the commander’s room. ‘It’s just a peak, best case scenario, and it's something normal, orrr it could be porn.’ Neon felt like she was committing a cardinal sin as she braced herself while slowly opening the screen. Neon opened her eyes to see messy long paragraphs with many grammar mistakes. She smiles and chuckles softly, her face burning up at your words. “You never fail to make me smile and gusto kita (I like you).”

“What’re you doing?”

Neon looked up from her place, coming face to face with your flustered features. You immediately shuts the laptop and snatch it away. “H-how much of that did you read?...” You stutter out, the anticipation killing you. “All of it….” You felt like you wanted to blackout on the spot. “But hey? Aren’t you gonna ask me what I thought of it?” You slowly nod as you prepare for your rejection. “Y’know, if you like me, you could’ve just told me to my face,” She says, holding your jowls, forcing you to look up at her. “Kasi gusto kita ren. (Because I like you too).” Your eyes lit up in excitement; Neon could practically see the sparkles in your eyes.

Phoenix

Phoenix had no shame whatsoever; as soon as you left for Brimstone’s room. He had already snooped through the google doc.

“Ay yo! Brimmy told me to tell you to run over some of his plans for next week's mission!” “O-oh!” You squeaked out and ran over to the room, leaving your laptop wide open for him to see. Phoenix doesn’t read long things, but when he sees it is a love letter for him, he drops everything and reads it. “Your presence sets me on fire in such a good way. I’m on top of the world with you, Phoenix.” The firebird was bewildered; how could someone be so passionate about him? He knew he was a great guy but took it to heart since it was coming from you.

“Hey- WOAH, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!”

Phoenix was too engrossed in reading your love letter; he couldn’t hear you making your way back. Trying to play it cool, he slams the laptop down and places his chin on his palm, acting like he didn’t read the google doc. “H-hey Y-y/n… Wassup? How was the meeting?!” The male tried to play off the topic; your face deadpanned as you already knew he went through the google doc. “Woah!-” Phoenix squeals as he crawls backward when you try to approach. You slowly moved your laptop and sat down, feeling so discouraged. You couldn't present the letter better, and you didn’t feel ready yet to confess your feelings. Noticing your gloomy mood, he moves closer and lays his head on your lap. “If it makes it any better, I like you too….”

Sage

Sage didn't mean to do it, but she’s glad she did.

“Y/N, the commander told me to remind you that you have a meeting with him in 5 minutes.” “Oh my, thank you for telling me!” She smiles sweetly as you pass by; Sage glances at your laptop, which is left wide open. The healer shrugs and takes a small peak, ‘perhaps it’s a mission report? I’m sure I can help.’ she thinks. Slowly, she skims the google doc. Her heart stutters, not ready for the confession. “You are like a rock, helping and supporting everyone else; if you like me too, I can be your rock.” She melts at your kind words, reflecting on her life up until now; she’d been only relying on herself and only now learning to lean on others for help. Sage felt that more substantial towards you; you were like her lifeline.

“Sage, thank you for reminding meE!”

Springing up from the couch, she immediately spews many apologies, begging for your forgiveness. The healer could only look at the floor, not daring to look up from her place. The silence was almost deafening; she couldn’t lose you to her horrible mistake! After all, she just found out her crush liked her back. Gathering up her courage, she shakily grabs your wrists and whispers her following few words yet- It sounded so loud, too, at the moment. “Y/N- I like you too, so if you’d still like to, I’d want you to be my rock.”

Yoru

Unlike the first two, the man was shaken up; after reading, he just ran away, pretending he didn't see it. But days and days passed by, and your unintentional confession got to his head.

“Oi, nerd.” He calls out; you immediately look up and lower your laptop’s screen. “Mhm?” “The old man’s looking for you; he said you had a meeting or something.” “O-oh, yeah… Be right back!” You squeaked, rushing over to the commander's office. Yoru was curious about what was on your laptop, ‘A ‘Lil peak wouldn’t hurt, right?’ Squatting down to read the device, he almost falls from the shock. His trembling hand gripping his heart, he hated confrontation. Gunfight type of confrontation, sure, but anything related to feelings? No way. He flees from the scene, praying he could just push this all to the back of his head.

But as the days flew by, your unintentional confession finally got to him. He grumbles as the rift walker walks over to your room. The knocking and pleasantries went by, a simple “So, what did you want to talk about?” Had Yoru’s heart in his throat, “I saw it.” The male mumbles; not used to seeing Yoru like this; you inquired once more. “You saw what?” “Your confession letter.” You go stiff, ‘WHAT? WHEN?’ You think long and hard before you realize. ‘Ah…’ The duelist’s sullen look and sudden confrontation made you think you would be rejected. “Listen Ryo-” “ 私もあなたが好き (I like you).” Astonished, you saw enough romance animes to know what he said. Smiling softly, “English, please?” You hummed; seeing the male so flustered and shy was just too much of an opportunity to pass up.

Author’s note: HEY,,,,, I WAS BUSY STUDYING FOR MIDTERMS, BUT I WAS ABLE TO SQUEEZE THIS REQUEST IN!

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