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mirakumiruku · 4 years

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One More Night

It has been exactly a month since my last fic and I’m back with more Enji. Inspired by a request from @dyceaverruncus

Todoroki Enji x Male!Reader Word Count: 2.4k Contains: High school sweethearts, prospective pro heroes, homophobia as a plot point, anal, unprotected sex, jealousy, blackmail. Possibility for a sequel if I get the drive

It was a normal assignment, nothing shocking to the 1st year hero class: random pairs would be assigned, and the prospective heroes had to come up with a combination move. Something that utilized both of their quirks.

Your stomach dropped at the announcement of your partner, the teacher’s droning voice still ringing in your ears. “(L/N) and Todoroki.”

Enji Todoroki was nothing if not intimidating. He was all broad shoulders and sour faces and perfect grades, he had his sights set on number one, and he’d get there or die trying.

You considered yourself strong, at least. The ability to produce tornadoes was nothing to sneeze at. But you still cowered in your seat when Enji approached you. He sized you up with a discerning glare before letting out a sigh.

“Try not to get in my way, yeah?”

You took that order to heart. You listened to every word he said, performing each movement and changing your form at his barked orders. It paid off, the flaming twister created by your combined efforts garnered awe from your peers.

Since then, Enji couldn’t seem to shake you.

For the remainder of your high school life, you had attached yourself to Enji’s side. First you were an annoying suckerfish, then a capable partner, then the unfortunate object of Enji’s affections.

His first confession to you was awkward, late in your 2nd year. He had confronted you after an evening of studying with his ever-aggressive demeanor, and you worried in the pit of your stomach that you had done something wrong.

“(Y/N), I…” Enji crossed his arms, refusing to meet your eyes. “Listen, you’re really strong, and… it… I feel like…” He stumbled over his words, like the feelings he was intending to express simply weren’t in his vocabulary. He centered himself with a deep breath, finding the strength to meet your eyes. “You tell me first.”

“Huh?” Your brows furrowed together, and you gave your friend a quizzical look.

“I know you feel the same way I do, right?” Enji’s cheekbones tinted a light red, “You… you feel like we should be… more than friends, right?”

Realization washed over your face, and a million thoughts scrambled through your head. Enji swung that way? He knew you liked him? He liked you back? The answers could be seen in his eyes, you could almost see the tumultuous mix of fear, frustration, impatience fighting like waves in the oceans of his eyes.

Your lips quirked into a small smile, and you stepped closer. Your arms draped over Enji’s shoulders, and you pressed a quick kiss to his lips. “I love you too, Enji.”

Those simple words opened a floodgate within him. Burly arms wound around your chest and held you close in a crushing grip, his face landed in your shoulder and you could feel the fabric of your shirt starting to wet with tears.

You had both agreed to keep your relationship a secret until you both graduated and Enji was able to move out. Once you were able to, you’d rent an apartment together and apply to work at the same agencies.

It was smooth sailing after that. You both graduated with good grades, he was in the Big Three of course, how could he not be? You hadn’t been so lucky, but he promised to use the advantage to get you into the same agency.

Your new apartment was cozy, a single bedroom in downtown Musutafu. Enji took over the cooking duties when you accidentally melted a plastic stirring spoon, and you were pleased with the development. It was your favorite when you’d wake in the morning to find him cooking in his pajama pants and an apron, scratches and bites from the night before visible on his back and neck.

“Have I ever told you how gorgeous you are?” You cooed, leaning upwards to kiss his cheek.

“Many times, yes.” He elbowed you in the side, but smiled, keeping his eyes on the eggs and bacon in the pan.

You hummed, taking your seat at the kitchen table, hands inching towards your favorite camera. You’d had it since you were in U.A., and you’d taken countless pictures of Enji in all his glory. He would complain at your sentimentality, but never stopped you.

Click!

A photo churned out of the camera’s slot, and you let it develop before your eyes. Enji’s muscular back was gorgeous in the morning light, his skin marred by raised pink scratches and deep red bruises.

“Do you really need a picture right now?” He grumbled, setting two plates on the table, then filling two mugs with coffee. He put cream and sugar in yours, preferring to take his own black.

“Of course I do, I need to remember how breathtaking you are when you’re off being the number one hero.” You winked, snapping another picture when he took his apron off. You were met with an eye roll, but no further complaints.

•••

Life with Enji was a dream, but of course, you had to wake up at some point.

It was your day off, and Enji arrived home early, clutching a magazine in his hand. He was never one to pay attention to the tabloids, so something was off for him to even acknowledge them.

Once the magazine was wordlessly dropped in front of you, it became clear why he had brought it home.

Hero Commission Cracks Down: “No Unnatural Conduct will be Tolerated!”

Following the reveal of a relationship between minor-league heroes Matterhorn and Watcher, a representative of the Hero Commission came forward at a press conference. He stated that the Commission “does not endorse this form of relation”, and will be “conducting investigations into those suspected of unnatural conduct”. When asked for further comment, the representative claimed that the Hero Commission already suspects certain small-time heroes of unsavory activities, and they are “concerned for the image of heroes as a whole”. Any heroes found to be setting a bad example are to have their licenses revoked until they go through rehabilitation.

When you finished reading, you gave Enji a quizzical look, and he sighed. “I don’t think we should continue with this.”

“Really? I know we’ve been wanting to be heroes forever, but… you’re just ready to throw us out?”

“No, I’m not saying that. I don’t want to, but it’s probably best for us to part ways.”

Your eyes turned wide and watery as you stood, pulling Enji down so you could sob into his shoulder. “Can we… can we just have one more night? Please?”

“...fine. One night. But then… one of us will have to start packing. I don’t want either of our futures ruined over this.”

The rest of the evening was tense. You ordered takeout and cuddled up on the couch to see what was on TV, but nearly every news channel was covering the announcement from the commission. There were pictures of the pair of heroes, crying as they publicly said goodbye to each other. You knew this was why Enji wanted to leave, he wouldn’t be able to bounce back from humiliation like this.

Normally Enji would sleep near the middle of the bed, warming the blankets around him. Tonight he stayed firmly on his side, leaving you shivering under the covers. You sighed and rolled over, snuggling up to your soon-to-be ex.

“Enji, please… if we have one more night, let’s at least enjoy it.”

There was a quiet grunt as he reached for the nightstand, retrieving a familiar bottle and placing it in your hand. Usually he’d give you a hand in preparing yourself, but it seemed like tonight he wasn’t in the mood.

You were quick in your preparations; slicking up one finger and pressing it into your hole, then two, then three. Three of your fingers were about as thick as just one of Enji’s, but you didn’t mind a stretch.

Once you felt you were ready, you patted Enji’s shoulder with your clean hand, and he rolled onto his back. The tent that had formed under the blankets made it clear that he had been preparing himself too.

You hummed as you ran your tongue along the underside of Enji’s cock, then coated it generously with lube. He was huge, you still weren’t quite used to it. You doubted you could find any toy that matched up.

The lights were off, so you couldn’t see Enji’s intense turquoise eyes like you wanted. You tried to imagine them. Were they full of love? Regret? Sadness? Was he angry, or reluctant, or just blank? You wished you could tell what he was thinking, but all you could do was position your entrance upon the head of his cock.

You lowered yourself down with gentle movements, your own cock bouncing as you slowly wiggled your hips down, and you let out a pleased sigh when you took him to the hilt, Enji letting out his own low growl.

It took you a few minutes to situate yourself to the stretch. No matter how many times you did this, you never got used to it, though you supposed you’d never have the chance to anyway.

Finally, your hips began to move. Slow, shallow movements where you lifted your hips a few inches or so before lowering yourself down. One of Enji’s large hands came to rest on your hip, the other wrapping around your cock to pump it in time with your movements.

Your hands came to rest on the firm chest below you, and for a moment everything was as it should be. Nothing else in the world existed, just the two of you, and the spark between your hearts. Enji tried to guard his own feelings, but you knew he felt the connection too. You knew he didn’t want to leave you, but he had no other choice. This was his future on the line.

As you began to move faster, sending Enji’s cock deeper, your noises of pleasure grew in volume and frequency. You bit down on your hand to keep yourself quiet, you couldn’t let the neighbors hear, especially not now.

Enji was having a difficult time containing himself too, low grunts rumbling through his chest while his hips canted up to meet your own. He was beautiful. Even if you couldn’t see him, just feeling and hearing and loving, he was beautiful.

You came undone much quicker than you would’ve liked, your seed splattering on Enji’s chest. You wanted so badly to see it, how gorgeous he was painted in your cum, but you’d seen it many times before. You even had a few pictures, wanting to preserve your work of art.

Enji had a lot more stamina than you, continuing to move you by his grip on your waist even when you tired yourself out. This was something you couldn’t get with a toy, nor with anyone besides him. The strong, warm hands encompassing your waist, calloused fingertips digging into the delicate skin there while he brought himself to his own edge.

Normally he would pull himself out, let loose on your stomach or onto the sheets, but this time he stayed inside. You could feel his warmth filling you, making your stomach feel heavy and satisfied.

“I love you, Enji. You whispered, leaning down to peck his lips. He was never one for words of affection, so it didn’t surprise you when he didn’t reply.

But you wished he would, just this once.

•••

The next day, your agency had a meeting regarding the announcement from the day prior. Unnatural conduct was reason for termination, and anyone that correctly reported an offender would receive a bonus that month.

After work, Enji was quick to pull the moving boxes from the closet, having saved them since the two of you moved in together. You approached him as he sat to start packing his books, giving him a light tap on the shoulder.

“Enji, I…” You took a deep breath to steady yourself before looking back down. “I want you to promise me something, okay?” When you were met with an affirmative grunt, you continued. “Please don’t move on. I still love you, so so much, and… I can’t bear the thought of losing you.” You knelt beside him, leaning your head on his shoulder. “Save yourself for me, so we can be together when this is over.”

“...I can’t make any promises. I want to keep suspicion off myself.”

You figured he’d say that, and you let out a sigh as you fished a picture from your pocket. It was a photo of him, gazing up at you with a soft smile, face covered in your cum and your cock still resting against his cheek. You held it up for him to see, the fear in his eyes not going unnoticed.

“If you don’t, I can’t make any promises either, that this won’t get leaked anonymously.” Your hand came to rest on his shoulder, and you planted a light kiss on his cheek. “I have plenty more. I doubt you’d want any getting released.”

“I’ll… I’ll do my best, alright?” His face blushed bright red, and he averted his eyes from the picture.

“Just keep it in mind.” You petted a hand through his hair, kissing the top of his head as you stood. “I have a night shift, I’ll be back in the morning… I love you, Enji.”

You didn’t hear an ‘I love you too’, but you didn’t expect it either. The photo stayed in your pocket as you left the apartment, taking the familiar route to your agency.

Weeks, months, years passed. The panic over ‘perverted’ heroes had washed over, but many of the policies still stayed. Your photos of Enji remained in a yellow envelope, tucked away in a box with a few other keepsakes.

At least, until the latest news broke. Major-league hero Endeavor was engaged. Rei, she was pretty, she seemed to complement Enji well, in both appearance, demeanor, and quirk.

But just like he didn’t make a promise, you didn’t make one either.

The news broke the next day: leaked nude photos of Endeavor, the tabloids showed the tamer ones, but described others. Pictures of him with semen on his face and chest, of him with another man whose face had been cut out of the photo with scissors.

If he was going to break your heart, there was no reason you shouldn’t break his.

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tobiosmilktea · 4 years

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casual catastrophes — sakusa kiyoomi

2.6k words | genre/s: uni!au, fluff | warning/s: kinda nsfw (i tried lol) | pairing: sakusa x f!reader

↪︎ in which his jealous actions spoke louder than his words

a/n: request for @study-milk, sorry for the long wait! i still hope you enjoy it overall

also i cant write smut for shit so i turned it into something poetic instead LMAO like honestly i have no idea how people write this so casually i couldn’t stop laughing the entire time

you were an untamed disarray in the morning. you looked at the world through a lens of thunderous fatigue as you finally managed to get some sleep in the past couple of days of nonstop assignments and projects. you loathed the hour at which you were forced to wake, from the tweeting of morning songbirds to the chattering of voice of the morning news droning through the placid dewy air of the new day.

your slender fingers slithered through your knotted hair, pulling the linen sheets of of you as you groaned honey through your teeth. you stretched up high until you could practically touch the clouds through the tips of your fingers until it lulled you awake rather than knee-jerk movements of the daily routine of getting out of bed. it was finally the weekend which meant no classes for a couple of days and you were eternally grateful. despite the short break between weeks being only two days, it was surely enough for you to have fun and relax, not to mention that your best friend had just arrived last night from travelling abroad.

you and your best friend, kaito, had been close ever since you had punched him square on the nose in elementary school after he made fun of you. you supposed that the impact had hurt him enough to think he would like to be best friends with you forever.

kaito had been on your side for as long as you could remember. you would always attend the same middle and high schools, helping you through your darkest days, your highest of highs, and even the lowest of lows. hell, kaito was even there for you when you were head over heels for sakusa. if anything, it was your best friend you had to thank for you to even be with sakusa kiyoomi in the first place. you two got together your second year of high school and have been going strong even now that you both were in your last year in university.

it was honestly quite the shame that you and kaito ended up following separate paths after graduating high school. you decided to stay in tokyo with sakusa while kaito travelling abroad and living his best life.

as if your body was on autopilot, you found yourself already making your way out of your shared bedroom of your shared apartment with sakusa, sighing to yourself as you gently shut the door behind you. following the sound of the television’s soft chattering from the small living room, you glanced upon your boyfriend making breakfast and cooking his morning away tot he smell of chamomile tea and eggs.

“morning,” he muttered, quickly flickering you a glance before focusing his attention back on the eggs. he was in the process of making yours and he was well aware of how picky you were with how your eggs were cooked.

“good morning,” you greeted with that smile he always liked seeing. you settled yourself atop one of the bar stools as you waited for him to finish, “we got visitors today.”

sakusa’s brows arch as he plated your breakfast and making his way towards you. “visitors? who? what time are they coming so i can clean properly?”

you shook your head with a light chuckle left your lips, “you don’t have to do that, you know as i think you know who’s coming.” you say, thanking the boy before you as you stabbed your fork into your eggs. “besides, we’re probably going out to hangout.”

a hum of acknowledgement emitted from sakusa as you could’ve swore he made a strange look when you mentioned visitors. you didn’t even mention kaito’s name, but you knew that he knew who you were talking about.

shaking the thought out of your head, you and your boyfriend ate breakfast in the serene silence. your eyes hadn’t even meet each other as your gazes were both locked upon the television screen.

sakusa found himself waiting, sitting on one of the bar stools at some random pub in downtown tokyo that you had dragged him to in order to meet kaito. he let out an inaudible sigh as he pulled his white face mask higher up on the bridge of his nose as he watched your honey drenched eyes scan the crowds every five minutes.

sakusa had a terrible habit of staring at you in the midst of the silence between you two. he often thought of his gazes to be of a nuisance, but he was well aware that you would’ve called him out on it if you truly found it annoying. trust me, he learned this the hard way when you two first started dating. if anything, he took it to his own advantage to memorize every feature upon your face. the volleyball player’s face seemed to light up the same way yours did as your eyes widened at the sight before you—kaito and a friend of who decided to tag along.

“kaito!” you called out to her best friend, pulling sakusa from his trance and towards the arriving pair.

“feels like i haven’t seen you in eons, (y/n).” kaito laughs as he pulls you into a tight hug. sakusa’s eyes flickered down to how dangerously close your friend’s hands were wrapped around you.

a curt smile melted upon your lips, “well, this is the longest we’ve been apart.”

“true, but i’m honestly surprised you haven’t gone insane without me keeping you in check all the time.” jests kaito, a tone lacing his words with a raised brow upon his face.

you scoff, “as if! i though your expected between from me.” you mused before gesturing to your boyfriend that your best friend had failed to even greet, “besides, sakusa has taken over that job.”

it was then kaito had finally nodded towards the masked individual as you were too occupied introducing yourself to kaito’s plus one. eventually the four of you found yourselves sitting on the bar stools in a row, with you being in the middle of kaito and sakusa.

with only two hours into the night, numerous topics had already been talked about—mostly between you an kaito as they were of reminiscent memoirs that refused to wither into oblivion or stories of his travels.

“so when are you leaving japan?” you asked, casually sipping on your cocktail.

a hum of thought emitted from kaito as his eyes focused on his glass, “in two weeks, i think.”

“where to?”

“probably australia and new zealand,” kaito answers between sips of his drinks, “so far, i’ve been to most of the continents besides australia, so i’ll most likely spend a month in each country.”

a light chuckle escaped from your lips, “must be nice.” you commented, suddenly feeling a large, warm hair grip at your thigh. eyes widening slightly, you look back towards sakusa whose face mask was resting below his chin in order to take a sip of his drink. he wasn’t even looking at you, but his grip on your thigh tightened. you squeezed his hand back.

your best friend downed the rest of his drink, his breath finally catching up to him as he felt a pair of eyes staring holds into his skull. he decides to shake it off, “well, i’m just really fortunate enough to have a job that lets me travel. maybe once you graduate you can come with me and travel for a couple months.”

it was then sakusa wove his fingers though yours and gripped your hand tightly. as if he was suddenly afraid to let go, he rudely cleared his throat as he downed a shot.

“besides,” kaito continues his ramblings without noticing any of sakusa’s tense actions towards you. “i was supposed to go on that australia trip right now, but i decided to stop by japan cause i wanted to see you before i leave again. couldn’t last another couple of months without seeing your ugly face.”

a playful scoff emits from you, rolling your eyes. “dickhead.”

“oh, come on, i know you miss me.” he teases, his hand raising to possible touch your face, but before he could do so, sakusa swiftly pulls your face away to quickly peck you on the lips.

“sakusa?” you muttered upon his soft lips as you pull away.

he cleared his throat, “sorry that i interrupted, but it’s getting late and i just remembered that atsumu asked for our help for his move.”

that was a lie. sakusa quickly made it up as he couldn’t bear for his anger and jealousy to brew within him for any longer as he would physically combust if he were.

“really?” you questioned as confusion rang over your face.

sakusa nods, “yeah, he texted us earlier this morning, remember?”

you tilted you head slightly, trying to recall the memory but failing to do so. but it wasn’t like you questioned it any further as it was probably lost in the busy saturday endeavors of cleaning up around the house that it possibly flew over your head. besides, it was sakusa who usually remembered this types of things so you trusted his judgement.

“oh,” you sigh, looking over to kaito and giving him a pitiful look. “sorry we had to cut tonight short, kaito. maybe next time we can hang out for longer.”

“don’t worry about, (y/n). there’s always next time” your best friend waves his hand as if to say it wasn’t a big deal. he watched as you hopped off the bar stool and gathered your things, “oh here, let me walk you guys out.”

kaito, along with his tag along left their seats at the bar as well and followed you and sakusa out. your best friend noticed the way your boyfriend was tensed with his arm draped affectionately over your shoulders. kaito’s brows slightly furrow as he looked at the sight before him. jealous, he thought as he feigned a laugh. being the germaphobe he is, he was well aware that this was super out of character for sakusa and it was all because of kaito. perhaps there was a smug look on your best friends face that immediately dissipated the moment you all stepped out into the cold night air.

“i swear it got colder,” you mumbled as a cheeky idea popped inside kaito’s head. perhaps he would do you a favor as he was aware of how stressed you had been in the past week, maybe if he pushed a couple more of sakusa’s buttons that you would be in for a treat.

“here, let me give you my coat.” kaito was in the midst of taking his jacket off his shoulders when sakusa had already place his own coat over your shoulders in one swift movement.

the tall volleyball player flickered a look over his shoulder, giving a harsh glance towards your best friend. “i got it, thanks. we’ll be leaving now.”

“bye, kaito!” was the last thing you said to your best friend before you and sakusa walked towards his car.

you hadn’t expected the night to end like this—stark naked under the pale moonlight that bled through the windows of your apartment, laying beneath sakusa who was in the process of taking his shirt off.

all you knew was that this was entirely sparked off his stupid jealousy towards kaito for no reason whatsoever. the thing is, the only reason why you knew was of all the backhanded comments sakusa had made on the car ride home after he had locked the car doors and confessed that helping atsumu was a lie. that having you alone and all his was the only reason why he wanted to leave the pub so badly, to have you in his arms and in his embrace, to feel your skin against his. whatever jealousy he experienced earlier in the night, he wanted it to disappear once he showed you that you were his.

you tried to be indifferent about it. that his uncalled for actions wouldn’t let him succeed in having him take you, but your senses seemed to swell and pulse against your skin at each waking moment that passed. you did end up melting into his arms as he carried you to the bedroom.

he knew you so well that he was aware that the moment his lips touched your neck, all of your defiance would deteriorate. he knew that just a few light brushes and strategically placed touches against your skin would do all of his bidding without much thought.

sakusa sighed into your lips and that burst of serendipitous spark of lust and desperation radiated throughout your bodies. as if all of his rising envious antics melted away, withering along with everything else in the world—the sounds, the questionable best friends, the alcohol coursing through your veins—it dissolved into nothing but you and him.

all of sakusa attention was on you and you only. nothing else in the world would break him out of his trance of love and infatuation for you as he savored the familiar taste of your lips.

you clutched at him with the aching of fervor and reincarnation. you yearned for his touch, clinging to his shoulders, pulling at his hair, and wrapping your legs around his hips to drag him harder into you.

sakusa kissed his way down your neck, to your collarbones and eventually down to your breasts as the deep growl that emitted from his lips lit your skin on fire. he breathed vehemence and desire as he adjusted himself in front of your entrance, watching as there was some sort of unwavering and steadfast hunger and avidity that melted over his face.

you let out a moan as he stretched you out, the sound bouncing off the walls as he didn’t even hesitate and let you adjust. you held onto his shoulders tightly at each of his movements, all strong and powerful at each buck of his hips. there was an ignited salacity in you and sakusa’s tangled greed of limbs and skin had pressed together.

your nails dug into his skin, hoping it would leave marks for his friends to see due to your boyfriend’s guttural sounds of pleasure. even the lewd whimpers leaving your lips caused sakusa to make his movements harsher and deeper, for his lovebites to darken upon your innocently clean neck, and to his hands leaving red marks from his grip on your thighs.

you both hoped your marks for each other would last for days. as if they were the reminders of the night a casual catastrophe of jealousy eminent in your love was something you both could memorize the reminders for days. that instead of you remembering the fun memories of your antics with kaito, you instead remembered the way sakusa looked beneath the blue hues of the midnight stars. of how he looked absolutely breathtaking by the moon’s silhouette.

to remember the taste of lust and ardor, of the way his lips tasted, of the way his body felt pressed up against yours. it was truly something to remember as the only reason why you and sakusa were nearing each other’s edges was all because of kaito himself. the man who set you two up in the first place and the man who purposely made sakusa jealous just because you were stressed, kaito was aware that your boyfriend was the only one who could make you feel like this. to unravel and have you in a trembling mess under his own body, you had dragged him with the tide of pleasure with the sudden downpour of mumbled ‘i love you’ was muffled against each other’s bodies.

your phone then buzzed on your bedside table once you both rode out your highs:

from: kaito :))

hope you had fun tonight, homie, i did the best i can ;)

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alicedoessurveys · 2 years

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Does it bother you when you have crumbs on your bed? yes, i don't eat in bed for that reason

Have you ever been arrested? nope

Do you drive or use public transportation? i drive, and occasionally get the train into town if the traffic is bad but i hate public transport so i avoid it as much as i can

Have you ever played the drums? yes

Do you prefer candles or incense? candles

What was your favourite TV show as a kid? Sarah Jane Adventures (ive just stared rewatching and still love it), M.I.High, Tracy Beaker, all the cbbc classics

How many email addresses do you have? i have my main one that i use for everything, one for my theatre job and a bunch of old ones from when i was a teenager that i don't even remember the password for anymore

What’s something you do even though you know it’s bad for you? stay up late, eat unhealthy food, refuse to do to the doctors even though i have a health condition that requires regular check ups

Is your bedroom usually messy or tidy? tidy, i cant sleep if my room is a mess

What was the last thing you bought for someone? bought my niece some dolls

Do you text or talk on your cell phone more? text

Have you ever had to call 911? nope

What shampoo do you use? a cheap one from lidl because im poor but it actually smells really nice and has made my hair feel good

What would you do if you found the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow? take it obvs, don't quite know what you do with gold though like how do i transfer it to actual usable money?

Have you ever seen a UFO? nope

Do you have a weak stomach? i mean, i pick up dog poo for a living and don't feel sick about it so i guess no? but also i literally gagged yesterday at the thought of scrambled eggs so maybe yes idk

What was the last thing you cooked? i stuck a bagel in the microwave if that counts as cooking haha

Have you ever sent a secret to Postsecret? never heard of it

Do you ever make to-do lists? all the time! i have adhd its the only way to get things done

Have you ever played strip poker? nope and no thanks

Do you still have a stuffed animal you had as a child? yes

What kind of chair are you sitting in right now? a dusty pink fabric spinny office chair

Who was the last person you gave your phone number to? the guy im dating

Do you shop online or in actual stores more? stores, even thought its easier to shop online i begrudge paying the shipping costs and then having to wait for it to be delivered

Have you ever had stitches? after an operation yeah

Do you get motion sickness? not very often, only really on really bendy roads and on boats that move a lot

Do you get popcorn when you go to the movies? don't like it

Have you ever been on a cruise? nope but i want to

Do you still give Valentine’s Day cards to friends? not to friends no, i gave one this year though

Have you ever bailed a friend out of jail? nope

Do you like amusement parks? yes but also no if that makes sense? i don't particularly like rides, and i don't like the noise and crowds, but i enjoy the day out and the atmosphere

Have you ever dressed up as a clown? ive done the face paint but not dressed as one

What was the last game you played? sims 4

What do your checks look like? checks? idk what that means

Do you pay attention to the news? not really, it sets my anxiety off too bad

Do you consider yourself a good dancer? i cant dance and my brain remembers choreo really well but i cant really perfom if that makes sense, like i feel like half of dancing is the attitude and i don't have that but i love to dance anyway

Warm weather or cold weather? warm, i cat function when im cold

Have you ever won anything from a radio station? nope

Do you like it when people are jealous of you? nope

What do you think of freckles? cute

#survey #long

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waitinginthedarke · 7 years

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Existing

A BTS/ Kim Seokjin Fanfiction

Summary: He looked like an angel, and spoke like a singer. Next to you, a university student surviving on 5 hours sleep a night, and holes in your shoes, he seemed to have it all. But at the end of the day, you were both just Existing. You just cant help but think, it might be more fun to Exist together…

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 4

After the two of you walk down multiple streets in search of a restaurant or café to eat at, and find them all over-crowded or closed, he ends up pulling you into a convenience store on a street that ran parallel to the river, sighing happily when the door closes behind the two of you and the smell of recently cooked ramyun surrounds you both.

‘I think convenience stores have to be one of my favourite places in the world.’ He comments as he proceeds to pull you down one of the aisles, grinning happily to himself, and the expression has you smiling right along with him as you follow after, eyeing all the packets of chips, chocolate, snacks and noodles, your stomach growling eagerly.

‘What do you feel like?’ he asks as the two of you mosey along, mouths watering at the sight of everything.

‘I don’t know. It all looks so good. I might have to get a few different things.’ You murmur, thinking that the comment might make you sound greedy, and quickly amending it with, ‘-I haven’t eaten anything since breakfast cause I’ve been too focused on work-’

‘Aish! How can you not have had anything?! Food is the most important thing! If you’re going to be hanging out with me from now on, you’re going to need to change your attitude; food is number one.’ He explains, his tone teasing, yet his raised eyebrows and authoritative dictation indicates his seriousness about the matter, making you chuckle as you squeeze his hand shyly.

‘Yah! We’re going to need to buy a lot to make up for it.’ He mutters, suddenly letting go of your hand, and your heart drops a little at the action, a frown pulling at your features as he walks away, weaving through the aisles, the sudden thought that he genuinely was upset crossing your mind, but not before he’s walking back toward you again, holding up a shopping basket in explanation when he sees you watching him questioningly.

‘You make it seem like we’re going to buy the entire store.’ You chuckle once you’d gotten over your concern, grinning at him when he purposefully slips his hand back into yours and squeezes your fingers, before continuing to guide you down the aisles, scanning the shelves as he goes.

‘We might have to! You’re not the only one who hasn’t eaten, and when I get hungry,… there’s no stopping me.’ He explains, leaning down to murmur the last part in your ear as if he thought he sounded like a tough guy, before chuckling to himself, but the effect of his actions isn’t so much one of awe, as causing your heart to race happily.

You shake yourself out of your train of thought as you watch him grab a few packets of ramyun from the shelf, quickly snatching a gomtang packet for yourself, and matching the smile that he sends you at the move, before you grab his hand and proceed to pull him over to the refrigerated section, grabbing the essentials to go with the noodles.

‘Wah! Its like you’re inside my mind.’ He comments upon seeing everything you were adding to the basket, chuckling at the way you refused to let go of the eggs, instead cradling them in one hand to keep them safe as you chuckle at what he’d said, before skipping toward the chips and adding a packet to the basket.

‘Which one is your favourite?’ you ask as you stare at the shelves, not wanting to seem selfish by only getting some that you like. However, instead of responding to you, he’s suddenly leaning around you, his chest touching your back and his breath brushing your ear as he takes one of the packets in front of you.

‘These are amazing.’ He murmurs, lingering around you for a moment, and despite your racing heart and your hot face, you cant hide the smile that takes over your mouth, turning timidly to look at him, and biting your lip when you see him grinning cheekily down at your reaction to him being so close. For a moment the two of you are fixed in that position, watching one another, and waiting for each other to make a move, his breath rushing over your lips tempting you to lean in closer, but before you could, a voice is speaking up beside you, and you both quickly move out of the way of a middle aged man trying to get something on the shelf.

‘Sorry.’ You apologise quickly, taking a moment to recover your racing heart and watching the man walk away before turning back to Jin and seeing him looking down, his cheeks a light shade of pink, whilst a dark look mars his features.

‘Shall we go and pay?’ you ask, bringing him out of his thoughts, and sighing in relief when he suddenly looks up at you and his mouth stretches with a smile. He nods quickly, gaze flickering to your mouth momentarily before you reach for his hand and slide your fingers between his, smiling up at him shyly, before the two of you make your way to the cashier.

‘That’s 32,000 WON.’

‘Here.’ You say as you pass him the money for your things, seeing him frown down at your hand, before looking up at you and shaking his head.

‘I’m paying. Put your money away.’

You look at him with surprise for a moment, not expecting the comment to come from him, and wanting to push the matter because it seemed so unfair, but before you can even say anything he’d suddenly leaned toward you and pecked his lips on your cheek, sending you into a spiral of confusion and tingling happiness, before seeing him pull back with a smug grin.

‘I’m paying.’

You sheepishly put your money away then, too shook by his actions to think of doing anything else, but catching the cashiers smirk out the corner of your eye after he’d witnessed the entire incident, and pulling on Jin’s arm to hold him tightly against you, leaning your head on his shoulder and looking away to hide your embarrassed, over-the-moon expression, not being able to smother your smile at all.

‘Thank you.’

You bite your lip as Jin pulls you out to the little seating area on the front of the shop that housed the ramyun machines and all the essential cutlery and condiments. You hadn’t been able to look at him since he’d kissed your cheek, too caught up in your deliriousness, so it takes for him to prop your bag of groceries on the counter and turn you so that you were facing him, letting go of your hand and slipping it into his pocket, for you to look him in the eye again.

‘How come you’re being so quiet?’ he asks, his tone revealing that he was nervous and unsure of your response, and you realise where you’d been so caught up in your happiness about him kissing your cheek, that he’d thought you hadn’t liked it.

‘I’m not being quiet.’ You defend yourself, reaching out to pull his hand from his pocket in an attempt at reassuring him, and smiling to yourself when you see it begin to work as he smirks at the move, curling his fingers around yours.

‘You haven’t spoken since I kissed you-‘

‘That’s because you surprised me.’ You respond stubbornly, feeling your face glow with heat at the instinctive words that had left you, and making to bow your head…

…but not before he was swooping down and suddenly pressing his lips to yours.

You can feel the embarrassment trying to creep up on you over the fact that you were kissing a boy in a public area, but you were too busy getting lost in the feel of his mouth caressing yours and his arms slowly slipping around you in response to you subconsciously reaching up to hold his face gently between your hands, that you don’t have time to even think of anyone who might see you. You probably should have been worried about the fact that you were kissing someone you’d only met 24 hours ago, but after talking with him for an hour as he’d walked you home the night before, and having found yourself dreaming about him after that, not to mention how you’d spent your entire day anticipating seeing him again, you couldn’t give much thought to how well you know him, not when you were so caught up in wanting to get to know him more.

‘I did it again. I’m sorry, I don’t mean to keep kissing you, but-‘ he’s suddenly murmuring as he breaks away from you, staying close but looking down at his shoes embarrassedly, however, you’re quick to stop his train of thought.

‘I like it…don’t apologize.’ You murmur, biting your lip but grinning as you realize what you’d said, and seeing him grin too where your foreheads were pressed together to recuperate from the intensity of the kiss you’d shared.

‘You’re so beautiful, and warm-hearted…I just cant help myself.’ He finishes, making you realize you’d cut him off mid-sentence, and feeling your heart race at his words, hurriedly hiding your face against his shoulder to try and conceal your shy response to his comment.

‘Yah! I didn’t imagine you to be this shy!’ he complains playfully, chuckling as he winds his arms around your waist and holds you against him, the unfamiliar, yet loving action causing your whole body to feel lighter than air as you remain still in his embrace, sighing happily after a moment and raising your head to look up at him, taking a while before you finally meet his eyes.

‘Does that mean you don’t want to hang out anymore?’ you ask, half of you joking, and half of you wondering if he was being serious, but before you had time to work yourself up over it, he’s pressing his lips gently to yours once more, smiling against your mouth before pulling back and whispering;

‘If anything…it just makes me want you more.’

(T.B.C)

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