#i mean. i do love a toxic relationship. but at least be honest about it lmao

[lloydfrontera]

Lloyd Frontera. She wanted to kick Lloyd's gut for being detestable. She wanted to harass him the more he struggled to tear himself away from her. She longed to drown him in work the more he fumbled to escape, assign him to lifelong labor and watch him flounder in misery, and watch him wretchedly beg in tears for a break.

#i talk a lot <3 #tged #the greatest estate developer #alicia magentano #ch 211 #and this is the person lloyd will get his easy life with. right. #i mean. i do love a toxic relationship. but at least be honest about it lmao #sorry i'm making my way through this arc and this just. jumped at me lol

[hispg]

Love

Pairings: Fuckboy! Leon X Fem! Reader

Summary: Maybe he loves everything about you, or maybe he hates you. Yet he always looks for you when he needs you.

That must mean something, right?

Wc:2.6k

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, p in v, masturbation( m receiving), reverse cowgirl, smoking during sex, mentions of weed and alcohol, slightly praise/degradation, toxic relationship, light angst, finger riding.

An: I should have posted this a few days ago, but recently I've been feeling quite insecure about my writing.Even so, I decided to post it.

Also as a thank you to the 600 followers! Seriously! Last month I had 200, and now I've basically tripled that!I feel very grateful and happy that each and every one of you takes the time to read what I write! Leaving a comment or reblogging, the likes also motivate me a lot! That's very special to me.

If all goes well, tomorrow I'll post 2 pieces of smut, one related to Leon being your childhood friend (more cute and awkward? Idk), and the other will be with breeding kink (🤨). It'll be kind of a thank you to the 600 followers.

Thanks again! 💖💖💕

He loves the way your body lies on the floor, he loves the way you breathe. The breathless smile you give him every time you've just had sex.

Or even the way you let yourself be so exposed to him, lying completely naked, without a shred of shame.

He may love all this about you, but he doesn't love you. If that makes any sense.

Maybe he's too fucked up to be thinking like that, or maybe he's blaming it on the weed. Even if he was quite lucid.

He already knew he'd be leaving soon, it was always like that. Sex without commitment, just for fun. He insisted on muttering these phrases to himself every time he was with you.

You made him feel so alive that he even forgot that it wasn't supposed to mean anything, it was just another fling.

If it was just one more, why did he keep coming back to you? Why was it that every time he wanted to talk late at night he called you, at the very least it had to mean something. Or maybe it was just a coincidence of fate?

He can't say, to be quite honest. He was probably just thinking too much, maybe he just liked you for the affection you gave him, which frankly he adored.

Maybe he'd fallen under that spell.

"Are you leaving?" You ask in a whisper, offering the same sweet smile as always.

"Soon, doll." He says in a whisper, tucking a lock of hair behind your ear.

It seems you've managed to take his mind off his own thoughts, and now he's looking you up and down with a thoughtful expression.

After a few seconds he responds with a nod, taking a cigarette from his pack and lighting it.

Gestures like that weren't common from him, but it was different with you. And frankly, it made your heart flutter every time.

You knew you shouldn't feel anything for him, you always did. But who says the heart obeys reason?

"Can't you sleep here?" You asked in a purr, laying your head on his lap and lightly kissing his thighs.

He sighed, taking a long drag on his cigarette, blowing the smoke away from your face.

"You know I won't." The answer was always the same, he didn't even try to disguise it every time you asked.

It wasn't that he couldn't, it was that he didn't want to. And he wouldn't give in so easily.

Nobody said you couldn't make him have a reason to stay, or that you couldn't induce him to say yes for once.

"Don't look at me like that." He mutters, giving you a weak sideways smile.

He knew that look, he knew all the tricks you played on him. And hell if he said he didn't like every one of the things that you do for him.

You still didn't stop, kissing and kneading his inner thighs, watching him as you did it. Letting him stare into your gentle eyes as you tried to persuade him with your antics.

"You're so fucking dirty…" He says under his breath, taking another drag on his cigarette.

He didn't stop looking at you for a second, his hand coming up to stroke your hair, making it clear that you wanted him to continue, and that you had his permission to do whatever you wanted.

He didn't care, in any case if you questioned him about his softer attitudes, he would just say it was the effect of the weed.

Even if it was just a lie to disguise his pride.

Even if you didn't notice, but his expression was always so gentle with you, even if it wasn't such a lived change, but it was there.

And he couldn't hide it any longer from the moment you nibbled and licked his thighs, making him shudder at the sensation that began to arise in his body. The goosebumps that appeared in his every pore.

"I wanted you to stay…" You say softly, as if it were something just for you.

He even pretended not to hear, but there was no way he couldn't have heard. Your sweet voice echoing so close to him. A plea that perhaps if you asked for more, so slyly, there was a good chance he would give in.

It wasn't long before you were kissing all over his chest, letting your hand rest on his thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze and stroking it with your thumb. You already knew how sensitive he was to certain touches, and you always took advantage of that.

"Doll, you're going to kill me like this…" He murmured, looking at you with another one of his gallant smiles, the one that made you weak in the knees.

"I want to make you happy…" You whispered slyly, running your hands down to his bare midriff.

Your lips found his neck, licking and nibbling, making a point of letting him feel your teeth on his skin.

He couldn't help himself, letting out a soft moan as you had your way with him, it was strangely satisfying that you knew exactly what to do when it came to touching him.

"You do, babydoll, you do." He says softly, reaching down to give your ass a gentle squeeze, as well as a playful slap on your exposed flesh.

You then giggle at him, taking the opportunity to grip the erect base of his cock, giving him wet kisses on his shoulders. You even dared to kiss his nipple piercings, letting your tongue hover on the cold metal, feeling the icy surface on your hot muscle, making you smile against his skin.

Just watching the way he sighed and squirmed against your lips, you could feel your pussy starting to get wet, clit throbbing at the thought of having him with you once again.

His reddened tip was already leaking pre-cum, the liquid sticking to him and your fingers, helping with the impurity of those wet noises.

As soon as you started moving your hand up and down, his grip on your ass became stronger, making you gasp slightly at the act.

You continued with the movements, the wet sounds mixed with low moans and grunts filling your ears.

"You have good hands, don't you?" He said with a smile, sliding his hand down your ass again.

His other hand still held tightly to his cigarette, taking deep puffs, his eyes never leaving yours.

You could feel his body squirming with your touches, his hips moving against your hand for any other kind of friction you could give.

"I bet you're soaking wet, aren't you?" He asks in a cocky way, giving you his usual smug smile.

He knew how turned on you got just by pleasuring him, by having his throbbing cock in your fingers, or even the permission he gave you so that you could pleasure him in any way you wanted.

And then just to make sure he knew what he was talking about, his fingers slid down to the wet surface of your pussy, his fingers playing with your slick, making you moan against his skin.

"Tight little hole wanting attention, isn't it?" He taunts, putting his fingers so deep inside you.

The next thing he saw was you sticking out your tongue, licking the trail of precome dripping from his puffy red tip. The act made him curve his fingers inside you, moving in and out without much effort.

"You're so tasty…" You murmured softly, giving his tip a kiss.

This caused him to smile a little, rubbing his thumb against your clit in a circular motion.

"I want to see you ride, go on, sit down." It wasn't a question, it was a statement.

You felt it when he withdrew his fingers from you, resting his hand on the cold floor, just waiting for you to do what he wanted.

And obviously you weren't going to say no.

And you obeyed like a good girl, sitting on his hand as you felt his fingers sinking into you.

"Ah- Shit…" You murmured, feeling your thighs twitch a little as you moved up and down.

He knew your weak points so well that it made you angry, he knew how to make you shudder with just his fingers.

"Such a beautiful little thing, fucking perfect." He grunted, playing with one of your nipples. Rolling and sliding between his fingers, squeezing and pinching.

All this so he could see you moaning and rolling your eyes as you rode his fingers.

You were so beautiful, the way you let yourself be so exposed to him, the way you trusted him with your eyes closed. That should be worrying, but he found it so exciting.

Your breasts jiggling as you moved up and down on his fingers, making a mess of his hand, which by the way was already honeyed with your juices.

"Hmh-, so good," You moaned, leaning on the floor for support as Leon watched your every move.

You moaned and whimpered his name, biting your lip as you stared at his erect member. God, he knew you were dying for him to make you deep-throat him, and don't get him wrong, he wanted it just as much as you did.

Just the thought of his cock buried in your tight throat was more than enough to make his cock throb and twitch, he could feel his blood pulsing to his lower body.

But now, now he wanted you. He wanted to watch as you rode him, as you moaned and begged him to curl his fingers and reach your sweet spots with every movement.

He didn't waste much time and pulled you close to him, sliding his free hand to the back of your neck, pulling you into a hot kiss.

His mouth meeting yours, the way you kissed him so eagerly and sloppily was enough to make him moan and grunt against your lips, his fingers moving in sync with your bouncing.

Your spongy, wet walls pulled him in, accommodating his fingers, you were so wet that he had no trouble sliding in and out of you.

He could do this all day, watch you moaning and whimpering his name, pulling your lips together to try and suppress the dirty noises coming out of you.

And it didn't work at all.

His smile only widened when he heard you whimpering loudly, biting your lip as you rolled your eyes, your orgasm washing over you as you drowned in that pleasure.

"Good girl. Good girl." He whispers, watching as you cream in his fists, your sweet furrow dripping through his fingers.

"Fuck…Oh…" You murmur, stopping your movements, but he hasn't stopped fisting you for a minute.

His skillful fingers caressing your spongy walls, making you look at him slyly.

"Leon… It's too much…" You cry out, pouting at him.

All he does is look at you with amusement in his eyes, leaning down to kiss your nipple, giving your sensitive part a gentle nibble.

"I hope you still have enough breath to give me a good ride." He says with a provocative and seductive tone, smiling cheekily at you.

And well, how can you deny him that? How can you say no when he looks at you like that?

You were incapable of denying such a good proposition.

"Yes… You know I will…" You say slyly, watching as he takes his fingers out of you.

He soon adjusted himself on the floor, spreading his legs and leaving room for you to sit on top of him.

Without any shame, he fisted his own cock, looking at you and biting his lip. His veins pulsed in his cock, which by then was begging for some attention.

The sight was enough to make your cunt throb, your body burning and aching, clamoring for him. And it wouldn't take you long to do what he wanted.

And once again he watched, saw you sit on his lap, your back turned to him as you gave him a view of your plump ass, making him salivate at the sight.

With one hand he held the cigarette, and with the other he instinctively placed it on your hips, kneading the soft skin. He watched as your tight pussy swallowed him, slowly, centimeter by centimeter. Sinking into his lap until he had it all at once.

He watched his cock disappear into your wet folds, and felt when your warmth enveloped him in such a sweet way.

"Fuck, you take me so well doll." Leon grunted, pressing his fingers into the softness of your hips.

"Hm - I'm so full…" You moaned, holding onto his knees as you began to grind slowly.

He smiled sideways, taking one last drag on his cigarette before throwing it on the floor, turning his full attention to you.

The next thing you felt was a warm slap on your ass cheeks, making you swallow and let out a whimper, understanding that he was asking you to increase the pace.

"Good girl." He purred, holding both your cheeks as he just sat there and felt you bounce on his cock.

The view was almost divine, your ass completely on display. He was lost in it, so lost that he could only focus on your moans, on the way you swallowed him completely, his cock appearing and disappearing with every bounce you made.

And there he went, losing all sense and just following the primal instinct to just fuck you, as if it were the last time. His hands gripping your hips tightly as he thrust.

"Leon- mhmm-," You even try to babble, but nothing but incoherent phrases come out of your lips.

Your pussy was so full, so stuffed, that you couldn't even breathe. You'd forgotten how deep he could get into you, how well he could fuck you if he wanted to.

His grunts mixed with your moans filled the room, nothing more than your voices amid the dirty sound of bodies slamming against each other, clashing violently.

If Leon was being honest, he never controlled himself with you, was never able to hold back when it came to you.

His cock twitching as he felt you tighten around him, he grunted so loudly in frustration, he almost couldn't hold back his load.

"I'm going to come inside, you hear?" He says, he wasn't really asking, just warning you what he was going to do.

"Please," You manage to let out a sly little cry, feeling him slap your ass, another one of his requests.

He wanted you to go faster, and you could never deny him that.

Your hips rolling up and down, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you called his name, you even felt that sensation in the pit of your stomach.

Your bodies covered in sweat, heavy breaths coming out in gasps, neither of you could even speak a single word.

You couldn't hold it in any longer, your orgasm flooded you once again, your fluids gushing out, your walls squeezing his length.

And that was the last straw for him, with a loud grunt and a swear word you couldn't identify, he came, thick ropes of cum painting your walls.

Leon just gave you a playful smack on the ass, appreciating you for what you had given him.He knew it had been stupid to cum inside, but he couldn't help himself.

Now all that was left was to wait, he was just waiting until you fell asleep, while you swore that this time it would be different, or that this time he would have some kind of feeling.

But you were dead wrong.

And then he would leave again, break you into a thousand pieces without even looking back.

But then, he would come into your arms, to glue each broken piece together, only to break it again later.

After all, isn't that what love is all about?

#leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x y/n #leon kennedy x you #leon s kennedy #leon x reader #leon x y/n #leon x you #leon resident evil #leon kennedy smut #leon scott kennedy x you #leon scott kennedy x reader #leon s kennedy smut #leon smut

[remuslovebot]

could you do one where felix gets mad about something and shouts at reader then feels bad

yes! I love angst to fluff <3

I hope you enjoy xx

pairing: felix catton x fem! reader

warnings: use of y/n, angst to fluff, felix yelling, sort of toxic relationship, miscommunication, jealous!felix, established relationship. not proof read

a/n: sorry for being MIA, I’m back xx

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You and Felix weren’t getting along this week. You couldn’t understand why he was being so difficult and defensive. It was annoying you and to be completely honest, you’d had enough.

So you decided to ignore him until things cooled down. Unbeknownst to you, this made the situation worse. Felix didn’t like when you ignored him. If you were dating him then you were his. Plain and simple.

So when you weren’t responding to his texts or calls, he came knocking on your door.

“Y/n,” he called from your dorm room door. “Y/n open up,” Felix said urgently.

You opened the door and looked up at Felix. He looked upset but also angry. “Hi Felix, what’s up?” You said shortly.

“What’s up?” Felix scoffed. “You’ve been ignoring me all week, y/n. And I’ve come to see if you’re okay and all I get is ‘what’s up?’”

You gesture for him to come inside, so you aren’t fighting in the hallway. “Well you are the one who’s been acting all moody lately,” you say, closing the door.

Felix turned to face you, “I have not!” He said, crossing his arms and pouting like a little boy.

“You’re proving my point, god you always act like a spoiled brat when you don’t get enough attention!” You snap.

This made Felix really angry,

“Hey! At least I wasn’t flirting with the bartender at the pub two nights ago on our date. You are so needy for attention, you’re worse than Farliegh. It’s embarrassing,” he snapped back at you.

If words cut, then you would had needed stitches. Felix’s words slashed through you like a knife and your eyes filled with tears.

“Take that back,” you said lowly, voice cracking.

As soon as Felix said the words he regretted them. His heart broke seeing you so upset. Felix didn’t even know why he said it. He was just jealous for the bartender flirting with you. You didn’t even do anything wrong. And it wasn’t right to throw that in your face.

“Y/n, I’m sorry—,” he began. But you shook your head and stormed past him.

Felix called after you and followed you down to the court yard. “Y/n wait, please,” he grabbed your arm.

You turned around with tears in your eyes. “Let me apologize. I fucked up I’m sorry,” Felix said to you softly.

“Just so you know, I did not flirt with the bartender. And I am not an attention whore,” you defended, a tear streaming down your face.

Felix quickly wiped it away. “I know, I know. What I said was mean and untrue. I’m sorry,” he said. Felix pulled you into a hug and kissed your forehead.

“Forgive me?” Felix asked softly. You nodded into chest and a smile appeared on his list.

“I love you, Y/n,” Felix said softly. You pulled away to look at his face. “I love you too, Felix.”

A small smile appeared on your face. “That’s my girl. My favorite smile,” Felix grinned.

“Let me make it up to you,” he smiled, taking your hand and kiss in your knuckles.

You nodded and the two of you spent the entire night in his dorm. Felix between your legs the entire time.

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[sweetiecutie]

Yandere Draco Malfoy headcanons

Warnings: yandere behavior, toxic relationships, bullying, obsession, sexual implications but nothing is described, mention of anxiety and depression

Draco is a spoiled brat. Since birth, whenever he wanted something - it was delivered to him in a matter of hours - maximum a few days - in a fancy box decorated with huge sparkly bow on top of it. So when you, to his great astonishment, instead of throwing yourself at him tell him to go fuck himself - Draco gets pissed (and extremely anxious)

It’d be just perfect if you were a pureblood - absolutely no restraints for Draco in courting and spending time with you. If you happened to be a half-blood - he’d be extremely conflicted, but eventually just going so far as forging your personal documents, claiming that you’re a descent of an ancient pureblood family that happened to go missing due to a drastic accident and then being ‘found’ and ‘adopted’ by your parents. Same would go to a muggleborn darling, but I doubt he’d even pay attention to them in a first place

Draco grew up in environment where arranger marriages had always been an expected and usual thing, personal preferences and actual feelings rarely being involved; his parents had never felt anything but revulsion and loathing for each other - Draco’s idea of love is extremely twisted. Love, in his understanding, is when you’re official - when everyone in the family, school, country and world knows that you’re together, tied by strong bond of marriage. That’s what he’d been taught, that’s what he strongly believes in

That leads to Draco spreading rumors all around school about you two being in a relationship, even though it’s obviously a lie. He doesn’t need you to agree with all his stories - you may deny everything as much as you want but eventually everyone in Hogwarts will know that you two are involved with each other in some way. Even if some students don’t believe all the rumors going around, they would think twice before approaching you, not wanting to deal with Draco and his buddies

His logic is pretty much “If I can’t have you - no one can”. If you happened to have a partner - not for long. Once again, Draco would spread nasty lies about you constantly cheating on your S/o with him, and oh boy, can this man be persuasive. Soon enough your partner would be so fed up or simply ashamed of being in relationship with you, breaking up on you not even a few months in dating. And that would happen again and again with every one of your little silly love interests until you finally give up and come crawling to Draco since, well, he’s basically the only person in the whole castle offering you comfort and company

Draco is mean. He doesn’t know how to express his fondness and love obsession so he tries doing so through the ways already known to him - bullying. Snarky comments and snickering seem to accompany your every smallest movement, pale eyes being always fixated on you, waiting, praying for you to make at least one smallest mistake so that he’d finally have a reason to approach you, even if it’s to humiliate you

He’d deluge you with presents, basically trying to buy your affection. Anything you want - you get it. You like that sweater that doesn’t cost a quarter of its actual price - it will be lying on your bed neatly folded, a note attached to it saying “It would look better laying on my bedroom floor”. Want a diamond ring - of course, my dear, as many as you wish, but only after official “I Do”. You want ten liters of Unicorn’s bile - “Ew, that’s bloody gross. Here you go, fucking weirdo” - hands you four bottles filled with dark brown liquid. Where the hell did he even get it from? You said it just to test his limits

Even if you do eventually agree to step into relationship with Draco which is more of an act of pity, let’s be honest his behavior won’t get any better. Yeah, he stops with bullying for sure, but his obsession seems to only get worse the more time you spend together. Draco would become extremely possessive, to an extend where someone else looking at you for longer than a few second would send Draco into an ugly tantrum, shouting accusations and threats at everyone around

That leads to thus little number of friends you had reducing to absolute zero - them being too afraid or simply sick of Draco and his constant blackmailing and threats, leaving you all alone in his clutches. Being friends with you becomes simply too dangerous for others

He’ll follow you everywhere. Wherever you are, it seems like Draco and his little squad is always a few meters afar, watching you closely. It gets even worse once you two are ‘dating’ - Draco is like a chewing gum stuck in your hair - impossible to get rid of. You do your homework - he’s right by your side, flipping the pages of your book over when you ask. You’re getting ready to take a shower - he’s already shirtless and undoing his pants “Don’t you care about saving water and environment? Y/n, penguins are dying!”

Constantly touches you. And if you don’t like it or feel uncomfortable with his touch - too bad, Draco doesn’t care. “Darling, don’t fucking resist me. You’re only making it worse for yourself” And that’s true, it’s better to have contended and happy Draco snuggled into you rather than a furious and annoyed one, tightly wrapping his huge hand around your neck

His mood swings are just something. One moment he may be all cuddly and snuggly, looking at you like a lovesick puppy, and the other - he’s frowning and snarling insults, words are pure poison. And just five minutes later he crawls back with the saddest expression on his face, “Sorry, I got really upset, I thought you were thinking about that scumbag Potter again🥺👉🏻👈🏻” - “Draco, how the fuck can you know what I was thinking about?!”

He’d never physically hurt you because, well, Draco is a pussy. The maximum is pressing you against the wall with his hand around your throat, not choking but just holding you in place while glaring down at your smaller form. All the damage that he causes is mostly emotional. You’d definitely develop paranoia because of his constant stalking, feeling as if even walls have eyes and ears, intently watching your every move. Constant anxiety caused by Draco’s harsh words and treatment, may lead to deep depression

From the good things - he’s really eager to please you. As I said - whatever you want - you get, even if that’s not a material thing. Fame, power, influence - all of that is real and you can get it easily by simply being with him. But the more Draco gives you, the more demanding he gets - everything has its price. At first simple affection will be the greatest repay, but the older you both get - the more sexual turn it all gets

Draco would go absolutely insane during the summer break. He’ll be writing you a few times a day, demanding an answer from you containing a detailed description of your day, who you were talking to and all the conversations themselves. He’d defo get a pair of those double ended mirrors for you two (Wizarding FaceTime lmao) so he can see your beautiful face and hear that lovely voice of yours. And oh, don’t you dare not responding to his tenth call of a day - it’ll end up in a biggest tantrum

His parents noticing Draco’s obsession way too late, not being able to fix nor influence son’s unhealthy behavior. Narcissa tries to reason with her son, cool his eagerness and patroon a bit down, for the sake of both him and you. But Draco sees that as a betrayal, his twisted mind turning it into his family trying to turn you against him, to take you away from him. Now he sees it all - he doesn’t need their approval nor their blessing, he’ll have it his way anyways. It ends with Draco basically forcing marriage upon you, doing what he’s been longing for all these years - claiming you as his, so that no one could ever doubt the special bound you two have

After all, you two were always meant to be

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[firstfirerebel]

𝕽𝖎𝖉𝖉𝖑𝖊

Sumary: Part 2 of 𝕳𝖎𝖘

Pairing: yandere! adult! Tom Riddle/Voldemort x fem! reader

Warnings: dark content, yandere/toxic behavior, death eaters, kidnapped reader, hints to torture,

Same timeline as in Part 1

A week has passed since you got kidnapped by the dark lord himself, and it hasn't been an easy or calm week. Luckily, he wasn't around you often because he had so many meetings with different death eaters to give them new missions and updates on his plans. Much to his dismay. Every time he had to leave your side, he wasn't in a good mood, and everybody knew that.

Unfortunately, he intended to actually have a romantic relationship with you. Until now, he hasn't forced you to anything, but you knew it was only a matter of time or your behavior.

Even though he wanted to give you some time to get used to everything, he still insisted on sleeping in the same bed as you. It wasn't as bad as you imagined it at first, but it was still uncomfortable. Mostly, he suddenly hugged you from behind, hid his nose in your hair or your neck, and dozed off. Getting free was impossible. He almost clinched to you, and when you tried to escape his arms, he just tightened his grip.

Escaping would be a real problem. You didn't even know where this mansion was. Were you in England? Or was this in Scotland or completely somewhere else?

Was only the mansion surrounded by Death Eaters or the scenery around it, too?! Did Tom think you would try to escape or not?

Lost in your thoughts, you didn't hear the knock on the door. When the person entered, you were relieved that it wasn't Riddle. It was Narcissa.

"I knocked, but you didn't awnser. The Dark Lord wishes to meet you,"

As on your first day, you followed her. She was pretty fast so keeping her pace was a bit difficult. Once you reached his so called 'office', Narcissa immediately walked away and left you alone with him.

When Tom saw you, he basically ran to you and pulled you into his arms. His breath was so loud for you, and you hated his touch to be honest, but at least it wasn't something worse.

"I missed you", he whispered into your ear.

Suddenly you realised that you two weren't alone, the curly head of Bellatrix was behind Tom. He seemed to notice your discomfort.

"Bellatrix, leave. I want to be alone with her", she was obliviously mad at that but still left the room without a word.

He turned his head back to you.

"Better?"

You didn't do anything. Fearing that a wrong awnser would make him mad, you just hugged him again and hid your face in his chest. Hugging him wasn't something you enjoyed, but if you closed your eyes and just felt his warmth, it was a little comfort in this so cold building and every time you hugged him, it made him happy, and a happy Tom was better than an upset one.

His clothes smelled like a library, or just good old books, which calmed you a little. In libraries, you have always felt safe. With no bullies around or other loud students, it felt like heaven.

And a safe place was now all you needed. Since he even talked about having kids, you knew some bad things would come, though it was questionable if he intended to do it with you 'wanting' this or if he didn't care.

"Tom?" You had to ask him, even if it would make him mad...

Instead of saying something, he kissed the top of your head to show you he was paying attention.

"What if I'm not ready for kids? I mean, I would love to start a family with you, but I'm scared", Liar liar pants on fire, was all your brain screamed.

Instead of freaking out, Tom was really calm. He put his hands on your shoulders and looked straight into your eyes.

"It's okay, my love. Y'know I was scared too, I was scared that something would hurt you without me being able to protect you, but after I killed this mudblood. I realised that nothing could take you away from me",

So badly you wanted to scream 'I didn't and still don't want this! Get yourself to therapy, you creep!' But you didn't dare it and your question still had no awnser. Would he dare to harm you for his 'lust' or should you consider it a wish? Again he pulled you close and hid his nose in your hair.

You somehow found comfort in his touch and immediately you knew that you had to run away as soon as you had the chance. Otherwise you might not be able to keep your sanity.

This man kidnapped you! Killed people! Hurts and tortures others every day! He is mad! You mustn't feel this way when he hugs you! Especially if you didn't even want this touch!

But still, you were scared to end this hug. Somehow, Tom couldn't get enough of physical contact with you, and if you pulled away, he might freak out like on your first day.

Flashbacks of how he threw the whole table through the room made you shiver, and you knew if he wanted to harm you, he could easily do it. Obviously, he didn't even fear the ministry. What could you do against him?

Even your wand was taken away from you. You were literally helpless in this situation. Tom wouldn't just hand it over once you asked nicely... most likely giving you your wand back would be the proof of trust towards you.

But every day you had to stay here, increased the possibility of getting mad.

Maybe even the food or the drinks that were served to you had a little bit of love potion in it. Not enough for you to fall for Tom immediately, but enough so you would fall for him over some time.

This couldn't and mustn't happen!

Even one more day here could become dangerous. You had to flee! But you also had to be clever. If you would start to act weird, he might realize that you were up to something. Though some 'making him happy' wouldn't hurt as well...

"Tom, do you have one more meeting with your death eaters today? I don't want to be alone all this time..."Your voice really sounded sad, and you even let out a sigh at the end. Luckily, you have always been a good actress.

"Yes, one late at night. You'll be asleep when I return. And I also don't like being parted from you, but we'll find a solution, okay?" You nodded for a yes and even could fake a small smile towards him.

OK, fleeing when it was night was scary, but also easier. In the dark, you could easily hide from preying eyes and maybe even get a safe distance to this place. It had to be tonight. Another day here would be too risky.

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Once you were back in your room and Tom was about 10 minutes gone, you changed from your nightgown to a comfortable jeans and a warm hoodie, beneath you also wore a T-shirt just in case and of course a warm jacket.

Silently, you opened the door towards your room. Without a wand, your survival skills wouldn't be the best, so you had to find a wand first. It didn't matter if it was your or not. As long as you could make simple spells like 'Incendio', it was enough.

Luck was once on your side. In the office of Tom, you found your own wand in the first drawer. Back on the corridor, you conjured the disillusionment charm on yourself. It wasn't the safest option but better than nothing.

You kept running the stairs down until you were at the ground floor of this mansion. Out of the front door, you sticked to the walls just in case someone wanted to look outside the window.

Surprisingly this was much easier than you thought...

It was pitch black, which was a blessing and a curse at the same time. You could barely see your own hand, but this also meant that no other person could see you from afar and chase after you the moment they saw you.

Around the mansion was a huge fence, so you had to open the old gate that was rusty and squeaky ! Not good...

When you opened it, it didn't make as much noise as you feared. But still, you had to run now, which was very hard in the dark, but you didn't dare to make any light with 'Lumos'. In the worst case, they already knew that you were gone and made up teams or something to find you. Well, 'they' were 'him' in this case.

You ran until you saw trees around you. You weren't exactly the sportiness in person, but all the fear that built up over the days you were captured started to overcome you and gave you so much adrenalin that you managed to keep running. Fear also from the fear of him finding you again and doing worse things to you than he already did.

You felt your head becoming hot and your legs getting tired. Your vision was almost blurry, so you had to stop. Though you didn't see much, you saw three trees around you, and the floor was covered in dark leaves. You tried to calm your breath so you didn't make too much noise. You also tried to hear as much as possible.

But you didn't hear any steps or any running, nor any speaking. The only thing that was heard was the wind, the chill wind that felt like heaven. Not only because you just ran away as fast as possible, but also because you never heard the wind in the mansion. Neither did you feel it against your cheeks in the past week.

The air also felt much better. It wasn't thick and warm. It was fresh and cold, and you even smelled the forest you were in. The trees had their own smell, just like anything else did.

And finally, you felt happiness again.

You wanted to scream it out, but couldn't. So, instead, you threw yourself into this feeling and started to twirl yourself around in the forest.

Now you knew how hamsters or other small animals felt. In the past week, you were in a different kind of cage, but still a cage. You weren't able to do your own hobbies that became a need to you. No going out to hear the birds or just smell the grass. Cause he didn't want it. Somehow, you felt like a little pet to him. He could do to you whether you liked it or not. You were at his mercy. He could have just let you starve when he thought you didn't act like he wanted you to. Or maybe just lock you in a room cause he thought you were annoying. But also do anything else to of with you.

The thought made you sick to the stomach. No one should live a life like that. Silently, your eyes began to burn, and then the hot tears rolled your face down.

If he would manage to bring you back, you knew you would go crazy. You weren't some kind of thing that he could possess. You were your own person with needs and wishes, but if he would ever realize that was the question.

In fact, now you saw that Tom didn't really love you. In his twisted mind, he did, but he saw himself more as your 'owner'. He 'loved' the idea of you with him but not you as the person you were. In his mind, you weren't even allowed to have any friends that he saw as bad influence, neither would he tolerate you doing something that could hurt you.

He just wanted a real-life doll of you that did whatever he wanted, but still loved and adored him. But conflicts belonged into a relationship. Two people can't always share the same opinion.

In the end, this realization was what got you captured again.

You were so deep into your thoughts that you didn't hear the mad laughter you hated. The craziness in a voice. Bellatrix. Once she saw your silhouette, she started to laugh again. Actually, she didn't want you to return at all. But maybe she could add some bloody scratches before she returned to the dark lord. If she was the one who brought you back, he would definitely praise her! That was something no one would take away from her. And again, a 'stupor' met you, and everything went pitch black. Again...

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[gentlyweeps-world]

Waiting

summary: Maybe things would work out in a different universe.

pairing: logan sarge x reader

warnings: alcohol consumption, mentions of cheating/toxic relationship, angst [If you can’t tell I love angst]

LIGHTS OUT AND AWAY WE GO

You couldn’t count how many years you’ve liked- loved Logan, maybe it was when Oscar introduced you two? Or maybe when Logan showed up when your boyfriend didn’t.

You couldn’t or really shouldn’t say anything to him, after all he does have a girlfriend- not a very good girlfriend, but a girlfriend nonetheless.

Your smaller friend group knew she wasn’t good for him, only really there since he’s a Formula One driver and for his good looks. Not the true Logan- the one with horrible dad jokes and his awkward shyness.

You hated her, absolutely hated her. She was a plain bitch- a gold digger. She would go off and cheat on Logan, and she would play it off somehow and still end up with him by her side.

It wasn’t fair, you were clearly the better option, how could Logan not see that? He even had feelings towards you! Well he used to at least.

“You’ve got to say something to him”

You roll your eyes at Oscar’s text, knowing you’ll have to tell him eventually.

“No”

“Y/n he literally got P3 today, it’s the perfect opportunity!”

“You need to grow up and mature”

You let out a scoff at his text.

“I do not!”

“Be honest to yourself”

“Fuck off Oscar”

“See you at 7”

So now here you are, at a crowded and very busy club in Miami, celebrating Logan’s P3.

“Logan! Hey!” You shout over the music, moving past people to get to your friend. You tap his shoulder a few times, trying to get his attention.

“Hey Y/n! Thanks for coming..” Logan says, completely forgetting about the person he was talking to before and turning to face you.

“Of course, congrats on P3..” You say with a smile, moving a bit closer to him so he would hear you clearly.

“Thanks! It feelings amazing, especially after last year with my rookie season..” He says with a smile, leaning down to you so you could hear him better.

Just before you’re about to reply, someone accidentally shoves into you, Logan reacts almost instantly, he wraps an arm around your waist making sure you’re stable.

“W-well live it up!” You say, placing a hand on his chest, only innocently. “Is Scarlet here?” You ask, bringing up his girlfriend.

Logan scoffs at the mention of his girlfriend. “Yeah, of course she is, this is one of her favorite places, she always comes here.” When suddenly Scarlet comes up between both of you, her arms wrapping around Logan’s neck. “There you are! I was looking for you.” She says sweetly, kissing him on the cheek.

“Right well- I’ll see you two around!” You say with an awkward smile, heart dropping at the sight of Scarlet all up on Logan.

You let out a sigh and walk away from the two, opting to get a drink- and maybe talk up a random person.

After a few minutes, Logan shows up next to you, a little irritated. “Sorry about that.” He shrugs. “Scarlet is really clingy, she hates when I talk to any other girl.” He shrugs again. “Even if it’s just a friend.”

“Well y’know- some girls are like that..” You say with a dry chuckle, drinking some of the RB vodka you ordered.

"Yeah, she's a little much honestly, but she gets jealous really easily too, but hey, can't complain that she's hot." He shrugs.

“She’s kind of got me trapped. Honestly, I’d rather break up but then I’d be the bad guy, you know?” He shrugs again, drinking his own shot.

You roll your eyes as he calls her hot, “Well I mean you could break up with her, I’m sure she’ll find some guy to fuck so..” You say with a sigh.

“And you wouldn’t be the bad guy Logan..” You add on, glancing at him.

"I know but still it'd create a whole media mess, and I'm not looking forward to another media storm right now. So I guess we'll just stay together." He shrugs. "I mean I wish things were the same as before we were dating, you know? It was so easy then." He sips his drink.

“Yeah it was, wasn’t it..?” You say with a bittersweet smile, thinking back to a year ago when Logan and you were closer- maybe even flirty, with the longing glances and soft, hesitant touches.

He blushes slightly when you mentioned that. "Yeah, it was. It was fun just being friends, we were really close, and now all of a sudden I suddenly have this girlfriend who follows me around and gets mad whenever I’m next to another girl." He frowns. "I don't even feel that same connection with her anymore, like we used to have before."

“Really?” You ask, feeling a spark of hope, that maybe Logan will still have some sort of feelings left for you.

He sighs. "Yeah, I don’t feel like we have that same connection anymore, it’s like things changed after we started dating. Everything is so complicated now." He sips his drink, looking at you.

“Just take some time to think about it- but don’t forget to have fun tonight, yeah?” You say with a smile, placing your hand on his bicep and giving it a reassuring squeeze.

His face immediately brightened up, and he looked over to you, his breath hitched. "Yeah, I'll try." He smiles back, putting his hand over yours. "And hey, I hope you have fun tonight too."

“I’ll try” You say with a smile, walking away from him to the dance floor in the club, wanting to distract yourself from that entire conversation.

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You didn’t know how many hours had passed- or how many drinks you had, all you knew was that you a hot hookup all over you as you both stumble out of the bar, the cold air sobering you up.

You giggle and laugh with the person, until you spot Logan sitting on the curb, head in his hands. “Logan..?” You ask out softly, forgetting about the person, you were pretty sure their name was Quinn, next to you.

Logan heard you call for him and looks up. "Y/n..." He stumbles to his feet, but before he starts walking towards you, he stops.

Your hookup, Quinn, looks between you and Logan, recognizing the look you gave Logan, they quietly walk back into the club. "Y/n...." Logan calls out to you again, the look on his face one of frustration and sadness.

“Hey- hey what’s wrong?” You ask, instantly rushing to Logan with worried eyes. You could make out his red eyes, and tear stained cheeks in the dark. “What did she do..?” You softly ask.

Logan pulls you into a hug, he sniffles. "She was cheating again... I don't know why I'm even surprised at this point I'm just stupid..." His voice was muffled as he cried against your shoulder.

“Oh Logan..” You coo out, wrapping your arms around him. “You aren’t stupid, you were in a bad situation and didn’t know what to do..” You reassure softly.

Logan holds you tightly, his head buried into your shoulder as he cried. For a minute, it seems like he doesn't care to notice anything around him as he lets out tears of relief.

After a while his sobbing calms down slightly, and he pulls away slightly, but he's still holding you. "Sorry for all this... you didn't need to deal with all of this..."

“No..no it’s okay Logan, that’s why I’m here, I’m your..friend..” You say with a pained smile, hating to see him in so much pain because of that- that bitch.

He finally pulls away, still looking upset. He clears his throat a couple of times. "Thanks, really." He stares at the ground for a second, thinking over whether or not he wants to say this. "Hey, can I ask something?" He looks up at you.

“Sure, what is it?” You ask, looking at him. He looks over his shoulder to make sure no one is around. "Can I ask, do you, ever feel like we're more than just friends?" He asks, his voice soft, his eyes gentle and caring.

“Sometimes yeah..I do..” You say with a soft smile, knowing that even if Logan feels the same, you can’t be together, Scarlet wouldn’t let that.

He doesn’t look away, and a slow, soft smile spreads across his face. “Really?” There's almost a sigh of relief from him, he’s almost happy that you admitted feeling the same. Maybe things will be fine after all, if you and Logan find some way to make it work.

“I don’t know how any of this will play out, and I know Scartlet is my girlfriend, but you Y/n..” He says taking a pause, “You are my love, my first love, you are my best friend, my everything, just know that..”

You feel your heart slowly break at his words, emotions building up inside you. You give him a bittersweet smile, “Just know I’ll be here waiting..” You say.

"I'll find a way to make something work... just promise me one thing Y/n?" He stares deep into your eyes, waiting for a response.

“Hmm?” You mumble out, looking up at him, admiring him for a moment.

"Just promise me you'll wait for me... because no matter how, I'll always come back to you." Holding your hand in his.

“Of course”

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radio 🪩: I’m sorry I keep writing angst, I just love it so much 💙 I’m not sorry

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[astrronomemes]

ENEMIES & LOVERS : STARTERS

a collection of quotes, phrases, and sayings from various novels, poetry, prose, songs, and internet posts for muses that have a complicated / toxic relationship with another. change & alter as needed.

“You are a fever I am learning to live with.”

“You live inside me the same way I live inside you.”

“I will be the house that holds every part of you.”

“I shouldn’t forgive you, but I always do.”

“You and I both know this ends in blood.”

“I love you so much, I’m going to let you kill me.”

“When you kiss me, I’m happy enough to die.”

“I want to save you. I know you can be saved.”

“If I’ve got to suffer, it may as well be at your hands... your pretty hands.”

“I promise to eat you softly. You won’t notice a thing.”

“All I know is, one of us was supposed to kill the other. Isn’t that what they mean when they say ‘lovers’?”

“I want you so much, but I hate your guts.”

“You’re going to hurt me one way or another. Might as well be with your mouth.”

“If I am to perish by the power of fire, at least let that fire be yours.”

“Whether you come as a lover or an executioner, I am ready to receive you.”

“I want you inside me, and you split me open with a knife.”

“I’ve decided to see your threat against my life as flirting.”

“I hope the fences we mended fall down beneath their own weight.”

“I hope you die. I hope we both die.”

“I hope when you think of me, years down the line, you can’t find one good thing to say.”

“You are coming down with me, hand in unlovable hand.”

“There is something wrong with you. There is something wrong with you that is also wrong with me.”

“I tried to wash you away, but you just won’t leave.”

“I’m begging you to keep on haunting me.”

“I know you’re gonna keep on haunting me.”

“We can’t be anywhere except together.”

“You are the knife I turn inside myself. That is love.”

“Which of us will survive the other?”

“Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”

“All that matters is that you want to hurt me. All that matters is that you want me.”

“If you’re heaven, then tell me. I will kneel to every god. If you’re hell, then tell me. I will fill the earth with sin.”

“How do you tell a girl you want to destroy the world for her?”

“I’ll let you drag me to hell if it means you’ll hold my hand.”

“Every time she knocks, I can’t help but let her in.”

“Six feet of dirt would look great on you.”

“Be honest. Do you ever fantasize about assassinating me?”

“’Til your unsolvable murder do us part.”

“Sorry that I stabbed you. I love you, actually.”

“I think we’re soulmates because of how frequently we destroy each other.”

“I can hurt you from inside.”

“I’m the poison in your bones.”

“My love is your disease, and I won’t let it set you free ’til I break you.”

“Look what you made of me.”

“I have built a you within me, or you have. I wonder what of me lives in you.”

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[x0xomady]

the after party - pt.2

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pt.1

summary: after two years of a toxic cycle, y/n stops. this means harry needs to get desperate.

warnings: TOXIC RELATIONSHIP! smut, p in v, oral sex, degrading behavior, pet names, manipulation, angst, alcohol consumption. 18+

just so we’re clear i do NOT support toxic relationships. if you ever find yourself in a relationship like this run away

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2 months and 3 days without harry. it feels like 2 years.

every time i check my phone or open my door, i imagine the curly headed boy being there waiting for me.

deep down, i know it’s good that i broke all contact with harry. no matter how much i love him, i know it’s necessary to cut the cycle short.

so i did it… i blocked harry.

i may or may not have cried for hours after that, but at least i did it.

harry hasn’t made it any easier for me. every week or so he comes over and leaves stuff on my front door. last week it was a little jellycat stuffie.

if i’m being honest i ALMOST caved and called him after that. luckily my best friend was there to hide my phone and distract me with other things.

although i miss harry, i can’t help but feel an amazing sense of relief knowing i don’t have to worry about him. i used to spend my days worrying about wether or not harry and i were back together and it took a toll on my mental health.

it was almost like i was stuck in one place while harry ran around me in circles, but now im finally able to move away.

my mind has been clear, my body feels healthier, and i’m overall pretty happy now. i even started doing pilates a couple times a week.

i’ve come to the painful realization that even though i loved harry, he made me absolutely miserable. i’m doing better than ever without hi-

ding

fuck. it’s probably harry.

i grab a pillow and throw it over my face groaning into it loudly. FUCK. i sigh and walk over to my front door.

as soon as i open the door im hit with a sight that makes me weak in the knees.

harry

i stand there silently looking at harry. he stands there silently as well holding a bouquet of tulips. my favorite

neither of us talks for a moment just taking in the sight of each other after 2 months apart.

“y/n….”

just like that my body was stuck again.

“what do you want harry?”

“you…”

i shake my head and close the door in his face but harry catches the door with his hand and pushes it open again.

“i’m sorry baby. i’m really really fucking sorry.” harry looks at me with those green eyes and i feel my breath catch in my throat.

“no. just go.” i shake my head not backing down. harry’s eyebrows furrow as he takes a step closer to me.

“cmon… let me make it up to you.” he leans down and whispers in my ear. “i love you pretty girl…. let me in.”

my mind races at this. he loves me? no he doesn’t. he loves sex.

“fuck off harry. just go.”

“no… baby i love you. let me in so we can talk. i promise im going to change… we can have a real relationship this time- ”

without a second thought i grab the door and slam it in his face.

fuck.

ೀ 3 months later ೀ

my friends are taking me out to celebrate 5 months without harry. is it stupid to celebrate this? probably, but we just needed an excuse to get wasted.

to be honest i don’t even know if i miss harry anymore. he’s like a bad memory that haunts me when i’m at frat parties. sure i’ll always love him, but i know he’s a fucked up asshole.

they say men have post nut clarity… girls get post relationship clarity

or never realized how horrible he made me feel until i went a week without him and actually had fun.

“oh honey life is so good! you’re single and happy, there’s no asshole guy on your mind, and you look hot!” my friend squealed while pulling me down the street towards the club.

it was true. i feel amazing and confident right now. screw harry.

we walk down the block and arrive at the loud club. after a few minutes of waiting my friends and i walk into the large building. immediately i’m hit with the smell of weed and sweat.

great

my friends all run off to cute guys and drinks while i walk over to the bar alone.

the bartender is cute to say the least. he had to be at least 6’2 and had dark brown hair. he looks like-

“hi can i get you something?” my thoughts are cut short by the cute bartender talking to me.

“yeah can i get a cosmopolitan please?” i smile sweetly at the bartender.

he nods and eyes me for a second before walking over to make my drink.

okay. so there is two options i can take right now. i can, one, take my drink and walk away to my friends… or, i could stay here and flirt with him.

option two is looking really fucking good.

“here ya go.” he smiles and hands me the drink.

“thank you” i take a sip of the drink looking up at him.

he leans against the bar looking at me with a smirk. “are you alone?”

“no. i’m with my friends but i think they ran over to dance.” i smile and shrug.

after being involved with harry for so long i forgot how much fun it is to flirt with random guys.

the bartender nods and looks down at me. “well can i just tell you that you’re the prettiest girl i’ve seen all night.”

i smile and take another sip of my drink while holding eye contact with him. “thank you.”

he hums and nods keeping his eyes on me. “a gorgeous girl like you must have a pretty name to match. can i know what it is?”

“y/n”

“see? beautiful girls always have beautiful names to match.” he smiles and leans against his elbows on the bar so we’re only about a foot apart.

“and what’s your name?”

“i’m jackson.”

“that’s a cute name.” i giggle and sip my drink.

jackson and i spend the next 45 minutes chatting mindlessly about things we like and things we don’t like. he’s actually really funny and charming.

every couple of minutes he had to walk away and serve someone, but after a while his shift is over and we talk some more.

again. i find myself in a dilemma. this night has gone really well so far. so… i could either say thank you and go to find my friends…. or i could take him home.

ahh fuck it.

“hey do you want to get out of here?” i smile up at him.

jackson smirks and nods. “hell yeah”

after telling my friends i was going home with a cute bartender and them freaking out over me finally moving on from harry… we arrive at my house.

jackson is instantly on me as soon as we walk in the door. he wraps his arms around my waist, pulling her closer while kissing me deeply.

“you’re… so fucking gorgeous…” he mumbles against my lips and kisses me again.

i smile and kiss him with my arms wrapped around his neck. i grab his arm and pull him over to my couch. as soon as he sits down as i straddle him and reconnect our lips.

jackson moans softly and pulls me closer to him while squeezing my hips tightly.

making out with him was honestly very refreshing. it felt good to do something other then wallow in self pity and feel sorry for myself. i was getting back out there…

kind of.

i couldn’t pull the thought of a certain curly headed boy out of my mind. every time he touched my hips and i ran my fingers through his hair, i thought about my harry.

knock knock

without a second thought i knew exactly who was at my door. FUCK

i pull away from jackson breathing heavier. “let me… go get that…” i sigh and get off his lap. the door bell rings again and i roll my eyes while walking over to it.

i open the door and am met year again by those two green eyes. except this time something was different. harry wasn’t here with any expensive gifts or smug looks… he was here in a hoodie, sweatpants, and red eyes.

was he… crying?

“harry?” i ask confused. i look between harry and jackson quickly and realize the situation i’m in.

harry looks at me silently with sad eyes. i sigh and open the door so he can walk in.

his expression drops as soon as he sees jackson standing there. he stares at him for a minute before his body whips back around to face me.

“who the fuck is he??” harry stares at me in shock and then looks back over at jackson who’s standing there awkwardly.

“sorry jackson…. i dont think tonight is going to workout.” i look at him apologetically but he just nods kindly and walks out of my house.

“yeah sure y/n” he looks disappointed but he leaves out of understanding of the awkward situation im currently in.

harry waits until he leaves and then looks back at me. “y-you have a new boyfriend?”

“no he’s just the bartender i met tonight at the club.” i roll my eyes at harry’s panicked state.

harry’s face drops even more and he looks at me with wide eyes. “so that’s it?! you’re just completely over me and don’t love me anymore? i got traded out for a fucking bartender!”

the worst part about this situation is harry isn’t even yelling in a rude way. he’s yelling in a very upset way which makes me feel the slightest bit guilty.

“look. for the last time harry… we’re over!” i say to harry loudly.

harry stares at me for a second before i see his eyes start to water and his voice catch in his throat. it’s my turn to make him feel like he’s stuck.

“why are you here harry? is it to whine about getting back together? because if it is i’m dragging your ass our right now.”

instead of responding to me, harry sits on my couch quietly and drops a notebook on top of the table.

“what is that? get out of my house harry!” i stay sternly. harry doesn’t respond he just nods towards the notebook.

i roll my eyes and walk over to the couch. “can you at least tell me what that is?”

harry sighs and looks up at me. “promise you won’t laugh at me?”

at first i dont respond because i probably should laugh and tell him to get the hell out, but i have a feeling harry’s not doing well.

based on the way he looks and the way he’s not talking as much as he usually does… something’s up.

“okay… i promise”

harry nods and sits there nervously. “i- it’s really embarrassing… but- i went to therapy.” he says the last part quieter.

my face drops in shock. HARRY STYLES WENT TO THERAPY? there was no way in hell he wasn’t lying.

“you- wait- harry what?!” i was completely baffled by the news. i didn’t even know if he was telling the truth. it’s not below harry to lie if it gets me to hookup.

harry nods again and looks up at me seriously. “i went- to… therapy…” he looks down at the floor out of embarrassment. “after the last time we saw each other i realized i should- probably try to change.”

he- he wants to change? if you know harry at all you know how insane that is to hear from his lips. harry is the kind of guy that would say ‘you’re the problem not me.’

now he’s admitting he wants to change?

“harry are you being serious? you actually went to therapy?” i stare at him in shock.

he looks down at his lap embarrassed. “yeah… don’t laugh i know it’s dumb.”

“no! i’m not going to laugh! this is amazing harry! you actually went out and got help? are you serious?” i couldn’t help the tiny bit of happiness that started blooming in my heart.

“yeah and… my therapist said that i should write down my apology since it’s still hard for me to- talk about shit.” his face is bright red and he’s not even looking at me anymore.

ohhh i look down at the notebook on the table and realize what it is.

“so you did it? you wrote down your feelings?” i’m completely shocked. my voice softens as i realize harry actually did something… good.

“i did… and i- i don’t know how to talk to you about this so i wrote it down for you to read.” harry mumbles quietly and nods to the notebook.

“you used to always complain that i didn’t open up enough to you… well this is my way of telling you how i really feel.”

“yeah i wanted you to open up because i wanted to connect with you.” i say quietly while watching harry.

“i know… i just didn’t know how to express certain feelings to you. that’s why i went to— therapy… i realized that if i was ever going to have another chance with you… i needed to grow up and get help.”

“so… you want me to read it?” i ask him curiously

harry nods desperately and motions for the book. “please. you don’t have to forgive me… just read it so you understand my feelings.” harry looks up at me again with pleading eyes.

i hesitate for a second but then i carefully sit on the couch next to harry. he picks up the notebook and hands it to me quietly.

my brain is screaming at me to kick harry out but my heart is telling me to give harry a chance. i hesitantly take the notebook from harry and open it slowly. part of me expects there to be a giant middle finger or a dick pic that would have harry burst out laughing.

my eyes widen when i realize that there’s actually pages and pages of words written down.

harry looks more nervous than i’ve seen him in my entire life. he’s sitting against the couch fidgeting with his rings not even looking at me as i open the book.

i sigh and then begin reading from the notebook. to no one’s surprise the first sentence has harry’s signature, “i’m really fucking sorry”

i’m about to roll my eyes and throw the book away when my eyes catch the second sentence.

“hurting you was the worst mistake of my life. it hurt me more than it did you.”

i reread the sentence and stare at the page in disbelief. harry admitting he was wrong… he never admitted he was wrong.

my eyes continue to scan the page as i read through the lines of harry’s familiar handwriting. my eyes land on another catching sentence.

“i hurt you and never let you get close to me because it was easier than admitting how much i actually love you.”

my heart stops and i am left completely speechless. the most sincere words i’ve ever seen from harry are sitting right in front of me. i glanced over at harry who is staring at his lap embarrassed.

i move my eyes back to the pages where i continue reading multiple “i love you’s” and “im sorry”

reading this honestly made me more skeptical. harry had NEVER said he was sorry unless it was to convince me to hookup. the one thing i know is that i’m not sleeping up with harry tonight.

at the end of the pages there’s a little sentence that makes my heart flutter. “i love you y/n. it’s real this time.”

once i’m finished reading the notebook i close it quietly and place it back on the coffee table. neither harry or i says anything, both of us just sitting silently thinking about everything that’s happening.

after a couple minutes i break the silence, “i can’t believe…. you actually went to therapy.”

harry stays silent for a second but then nods and responds. “it was really fucking embarrassing the first couple of times but- i actually kind of like going now.”

a small smile tugs at the corners of my lips at harry’s words. “so you actually mean it all?”

“i do. i promise from the bottom of my heart, i love you and im so sorry.” harry looks down at his lap awkwardly and continues fidgeting with his hands and rings.

i stay silent just comprehending everything that is happening right now. harry… loves me… but does he actually? or is this another manipulation trick?

“look y/n- you don’t have to respond okay? i don’t expect you to love me or forgive me. i just wanted you to know how much i love you and that im changing.” he looks at me sincerely.

for the third time tonight i find myself in a difficult dilemma. i could either kick harry out of my house and tell him to leave em alone, or i could forgive him.

“i forgive you.”

harry’s jaw drops and looks at me in shock.

“wait what? i- i thought you hated me?”

i shake my head and look back up at him. “no i forgive you harry.”

harry doesn’t say anything. he just stares at me in disbelief. then the most utterly shocking thing happens. harry goes to speak but his voice cracks and his eyes start getting watery.

was he- no. he couldn’t be…

he stares at me for another second before completely breaking down. harry covers his face with his hands out of embarrassment. it took my brain to realize what was happening. harry is sobbing into his hands in front of me.

harry. styles. the same man who wouldn’t even tell me what grade he got in calculus, was crying in front of me.

some girls say that seeing guys cry gives them a big ick and annoys them. seeing harry cry made me extremely happy. as fucked up as that sounds its true. harry never shows any sort of emotions to me and here he is, crying.

after i realize that harry is literally sobbing in front of me i rush over and hug him tightly. the fact is… no matter how angry i was at harry, i could never see him hurt like this.

as soon as my arms are wrapped around him harry is hugging me against him tightly and crying into my shoulder.

this was- everything i have ever wanted from him. the biggest problem with our relationship was that we didn’t trust each other and open up. yet, here harry was crying with me for the first time ever.

i hug him tightly and let him cry with his head buried in my shoulder. neither of us spoke just letting the moment happen quietly. the only sounds in the room being harrys quiet sobs and cars driving by outside.

it should have been an awkward silence that made us both cringe, but instead i felt extremely comforted by it.

after a few minutes harry pulls his head away with his arms still wrapped around my waist tightly. “you have no idea how much i’ve missed you baby” he whispers and pushes his head into my neck.

my heart flutters and butterflies fill my stomach as harry holds me tightly whispering soft words to me.

“i love you so, so, so much.” he says while pulling me against him tightly.

“i love you too” i whisper softly to him. was it a huge mistake to believe him? for the first time in all the years i’ve been with harry… i could say honestly that i really believed what he was telling me.

harry smiles brightly and buries his head into my neck again. “i’m sorry… for everything. i should have never put you through anything that i did."

“no its- ” i’m cut off by harry.

“no. don’t try to justify my actions. what i did to you was horrible. being apart from you and going to therapy made me realize what a terrible boyfriend i was to you.” he puts his hand on the back of my head and holds me tightly. “i promise you i’ll never do anything like that again. i’m changing.”

now it’s my turn to get emotional. i have NEVER gotten this amount of kindness or affection from harry. my eyes water slightly as i smile and lean against him.

i’ve been defending and justifying how harry treated me for so long, it feels like heaven to just stop and accept that he is sorry.

“i thought of you everyday. it was like i couldn’t escape you. every time i heard lana del rey on the radio or saw little candies anywhere i imagined you.” he chuckles softly and kisses my neck.

i can’t help the smile that spreads across my lips. for the first time in years, i feel truly loved by harry.

“i’m sorry pretty girl. everything i did to you… i did it because i was scared. i was scared of committing to you and that you would leave me. i had no idea how much i was hurting you."

i sigh and hug harry tightly. “yeah it hurt but knowing you care enough to get help means the world to me. it means you actually care about our relationship and its not just a hookup for you."

“look y/n…" harry pulls away slightly so we’re looking at each other. “i want you to trust me again. i know you won’t automatically trust me after all the shitty things i did, but eventually-"

i cut harry off by pressing my lips to his. harrys eyes widen in shock but then he kisses me back.

my hands wrap around harrys neck while he holds my waist with one arm and my face with the other. i was so overcome with love for the man sitting in front of me that all thoughts flew out the window.

harry kisses me back for a second before pulling away with a smile. “i love you y/n… lets not do anything yet okay? i want to prove to you that i’m being real this time.” he says kissing my cheek and forehead.

that to me was all the proof i needed to realize that harry was being serious this time. i’ve never seen harry deny sex before and here he was...

we made it to the after party.

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yay! i love making asshole men cry! sorry there was no smut in this part :( the next part is going to have lots !

-xoxo

#harry styles #x0xomady #harry edward styles #one direction #dom harry styles #fanfiction #smut #wattpad #harry styles fic #harry styles fanfiction #hs #harry styles imagine #harry styles fluff #harry styles smut #harry styles x reader #fratrry #hes #harry styles x y/n #harry styles x you #harry styles x oc #harry styles one shot

[anyydidi]

N x Uzi works and N x V shippers should accept that.

Even though i’m a Nuzi (N x Uzi) shipper at heart, I like Envy (N x V). I think it’s cute and they have a great history. But…

That’s about it.

We need to realize that they are both different people now. Yes, N kind of kept his personality through it all, but he has gone through so much development, mainly thanks to Uzi. Not to mention he got his memories completely wiped out and the only reason he has/had feelings for V is because he felt the remnants of their past stronger feelings. Yes, he got his memories back, but only from the Cyn incident. We don’t have any proof of him having all of his memories from the mansion back.

We don’t even know if they just had crushes on each other. We’re not sure if they really had an established romantic relationship in the first place. Did they only have mild crushes, or were they madly in love? That’s something we’re not sure about.

And lastly, people move on. How i mentioned, they’re two different people than they were at the mansion, with absolutely different lives. It’s not wrong, or weird of N to start developing feelings for Uzi. After all, even though N’s personality didn’t really change from his past one, V has made a practically 180 turn. She’s seen as shy and reversed in the past, but ignorant, mean and murderous in the present (before her character development of course). She’s a different person from what N has fallen for. Plus, let’s be honest, V hasn’t been treating N nicely.

V has treated N very poorly. Ignoring him, pretending she doesn’t know who he is, generally just being mean to him. She probably did that to protect him, yeah, but N isn’t aware of that and really, is that an excuse to behave that way? On the other hand, Uzi has helped N grow as a person. She helps him believe in himself, she shows him what true love feels like (platonic, and now even a little romantic). She started treating him as his own person, as a person who has feelings and deserves to be treated as such. Not just some killer machine that you can use and throw around. And in turn, N was Uzi’s first friend. Someone who finally loves her for who she is. He supports her and helps her grow emotionally. They support and love each other and it’s HEALTHY.

And last but not least, NO. Nuzi is not rushed and the hand holding scene did not come from nowhere. Uzi has been shown to develop some sort of feelings for him for EPISODES now. We can see her starting to develop them in The Promening. Which is kind of a long time ago. As for N, we don’t exactly see him having romantic feelings for her until recently, we can definitely see him start to lose feelings for V since Cabin Fever. The point where he definitely realizes he feels something for Uzi, is in the scene prior to the hand holding scene, where Uzi asks him if he’s good. Obviously, he probably had some feelings for her even before, but i would say that was the realization point.

So, in conclusion, i would say both Nuzi and Envy works. The only difference is that Nuzi is in the present, and Envy is more in the past. But, let’s be honest here, does it really matter? Yes, I am more of a Nuzi shipper and definitely am rooting for them to become canon, but i wouldn’t be mad if Envy is the one who wins in the end. Both relationships have chemistry. And i think we all know that Envy is absolutely tragic and it makes me sad. So, stop the ship wars you guys. It’s not worth it. Let’s just enjoy our respective ships as they are, it is Liam’s show after all and he can do whatever he wants with it.

(This is a Nuzi defend post, I am in NO WAY hating on Envy, as i hope was stated enough. I am just tired of toxic Envy shippers attacking Nuzi for pointless reasons. Oh and btw i am a strong “V is alive, or at least comes back” believer. And that is not delusion, guys, it was clearly stated by J earlier in the episode that the disassembly drones were cloned. Glitch, I am watching you 👹👹.)

#murder drones #murder drones uzi #uzi doorman #murder drones n #serial designation n #murder drones v #serial designation v #n x uzi #md nuzi #murder drones nuzi #nuzi #biscuitbites #n x v #md n x v #murder drones envy #envy #md envy #btw i am a j x v shipper #hehehe #you cant stop me #murder drones episode 6 spoilers #spoilers #murder drones dead end

[respectthepetty]

Dear Respect the Petty,

I have long enjoyed your posts about colors etc (like, to the extent that when you went on vacation I was legit sad), but I don't usually notice those details in shows by myself.

However, today, in Only Friends ep 4, something was so blatant that I finally picked up on it, and I have a question.

When Ray came to apologize to Mew for kissing him without consent, Mew was in the kitchen in this warm lighting, whereas Ray quickly moved into a dark blue space. The contrast was wild. And then Mew came closer to Ray and hung out in this half-and-half space with some blue on him.

I'm proud of myself for noticing something, but I don't know what it means about these boys/their colors/their mental states/their relationship.

Got any thoughts?

Thanks for sharing your insights (about this and also in general)!

@sorry-bonebag, this ask was so formal in structure, that I got a little scared. I felt like I had to answer it even though I have no less than ten other asks chilling in my inbox about the colors in Only Friends. But, honest moment here - I don't notice the colors when Khaotung is on my screen because I'm mesmerized by his beauty.

Like, LOOK at him!

I didn't even know what color that background was because my sight stopped at his face, and yellow is my favorite color! The jawline, the hair, the lips, the face, THE MAN! LOOK AT HIM!

So unlike Boston and Nick, who favor being in the dark together

Even when they have the opportunity for light, (God, I love their toxic asses)

I don't recognize color when Ray enters the room, not really at least. Of course, I noticed my little red flag being a demon ruining Sand's night by stalking him and breaking Sand's bottles, but only because Ray's lips really popped with that red background.

Just like the bar sign really made his lips pop that other time he was ruining Sand's night by suggesting a threesome at his house.

And because I like Boss "No Boundaries" Ton being lit up with the red lights while looking at photos, I did notice the transition into Ray's room focused on the red which then shifted to Ray pouring drinks.

But it's really because the opening credits only show the bar, the photos, and the alcohol in red because they are the dangers of this show.

So, like I was saying, I don't notice the colors because I'm captivated by Ray's glowing skin, which is why it pisses me off every time he is with Mew because Mew gets the Linda Evangelista treatment while Ray is forced into the shadows EVEN IN HIS OWN HOME!

Ray is usually watching Mew from the shadows or being overshadowed by Mew, literally! Mew is always sitting in front of Ray cutting him off from the light source.

Which is why I like it when Ray is with Sand because my little Ray of sunshine thrives. Even in the darkness, his skin is glowing!

The car ride the first night when Sand stopped him from driving drunk? Angelic like the heavens are shining on him! *bites knuckles*

But then again, that's how we were introduced to the boys in class. The spotlight was on Mew, Ray was in his shadow, and Boston was in the dark. (Chuem, you're doing great, hon!)

So you telling me that Mew, once again, gets to be in the warm light, while my visually stunning man who has never done a bad thing in his life (except, you know, the laundry list of bad shit he has done) gets the cool light even though they are IN THE SAME APARTMENT . . .

*takes a deep breath* It tracks.

But I'm glad that Mew stepped into the cool light with Ray as Ray apologized.

Because they are friends, and Mew has proven that although he can't give Ray light, he is willing to share some of Ray's darkness.

Which tells me that it isn't really Mew stealing light from Ray

But instead, Ray needs to step out into the light and embrace the warmth that others openly give him.

So I'm very proud of you for noticing this, and know that I'm really rooting for Ray realizing how good Sand is for his skin, I mean heart . . . no, I mean skin, so I can continue to enjoy the radiant being that is Khaotung when he gets that good lighting.

Thanks for the ask, and I'll try not to get entranced by Khaotung's flawless features, so I can notice cool visuals like you.

Wish me luck!

#only friends #only friends the series #ray is living in the shadows #when he should be out in the sun #the colors mean things #and they mean my boy needs Sand to shine!

[miheartsedthings]

Part Four

SFW Modern x Fem Reader

Summary: After a pregnancy scare, you and Billy are finally using protection. You had no idea the emotional toll a potential pregnancy would take.

Warnings: Angst, blood/injury, aggression, toxic relationship

Words: 2610

The two of you had been having a good week, no arguments, a few nights of sneaking out to see each other. He grumbled everytime he had to put a condom on, but you’d go down on him to sweeten the deal. Taking him into your mouth always shut down his complaints. There was peace between you. That is, until the night of a party. 

“Nancy, please come with me, these girls hate me.” 

The two of you stood together at her vanity. A little pre-party ritual had formed between you, wherein you’d go over to her house well before you needed to with a duffle bag full of potential outfits and spend hours getting ready. Nancy would never admit this, but she loved piecing together an outfit for you and she had a special flare for color. You were dressed, and she’d just finished telling me the latest drama between her and Steve, plus whatever weirdness her brother seemed to be hiding. (He and his friends kept talking about a mausoleum.) Now you’re dressed and ready and Billy is on his way to pick you up and you’re dreading it. Nancy looks up from clearing off the vanity. 

“I doubt they hate you.” She said, “They probably just want Billy’s attention.”

You sat on the bed, your stomach turning. 

“Maybe, but it’s terrible, Nancy. These girls will act like they like me when Billy is there, but the second he lives,” I snap my fingers “they flip, they start asking me these insulting questions, giving me back handed compliments, the meanest one will just straight up say she doesn’t understand why Billy likes me over her and just list a bunch of reasons she thinks she’s better than me.”

“Jesus.”

“Yeah, and the worst part, honestly, is that I’m so gullible sometimes that when they start in being nice, ya know, being normal human beings, I actually start to believe they mean it. Like, I start to think maybe we could actually be friends. Then Billy moves out of ear shot and it’s the same shit all over again, they’re psycho.” 

“What makes you think it’ll be any different with me there?” 

“Because we’ll be together. We can ignore them and do our own thing. I just don’t wanna do that by myself again, it’s so lonely. Billy’s always hanging out with a bunch of assholes, doing keg stands and shit. Don’t really wanna be around that, either.” 

Nancy laughs. 

“It didn’t seem fun from what I can remember. Gosh sometimes it still amazes me that you ended up with Billy, I mean he can be so obnoxious it’s not even funny.”

Your mind flashes back to the other week in the car. 

“I know. Trust me, I know.”

She sits beside you seems to think about it for a while. 

“Couldn’t you just stay here tonight?”

“I wish. If I don’t go to the parties Billy…”

“He gets upset?”

“Yeah.”

She made a face.

“But he doesn’t even hang out with you, he ditches you for his drinking buddies.”

“I know. I think it’s just like…he wants to show me off, maybe?”

She rolled her eyes. 

“But then he doesn’t defend you from these girls.”

“Well, to be honest, he doesn’t know about it.”

Her eyes go round. 

“I know, I should tell him. I just get embarrassed.”

She shook her head. 

“I love you, but if I’m gonna come to one of these gross parties you at least have to tell him what’s up. I mean, maybe if he knew they were bullying you he wouldn’t make you go.”

I sigh. 

“That’s fair. How about this, I’ll tell him tonight, you come with us for a little bit but you and I leave early?”

She considered it. 

“How early?”

“Like, before everyone even shows up. The burger shop will still be open, that’s how early.”

She smiled. 

“I can do that, but you gotta pinky promise to tell him.”

We linked pinkies. 

“Swear.” 

When Billy comes to pick you up, Nancy waits at the door while you go over to the car. He’s looking incredible and the car is full of his cologne. Before you can think, he pulls you over into a kiss, and you’re wrapped up again in him. His pull like the sun’s gravity. When you separate, your mind is slightly clouded, making him smile. 

“Hey, gorgeous.” 

His voice is liquid silk. 

“Hey.”

Then, you remember Nancy. 

“I invited Nancy to the party.”

He throws a glance over your shoulder.

      “Yeah? So?”

           “So, she only agreed to go if she and I leave early.”

           His smile fades.

            “What the fuck for?”

           You fiddle with seat buckle.

          “Eh, I don’t like going by myself. Those girls are…”

         “You’re never by yourself.”

         “You’re always with the guys somewhere.”

          “Am I supposed to babysit you the whole time?”

          You roll your eyes, agitated with how defensive he’s being.

           “No, You’re not, that’s why I’m asking Nancy. What do you even care? It’ll be the same for you.” 

          “You leaving early isn’t the same for me.”

          You’re surprised to hear him say this and for a moment you can’t think of a reply. It had never occurred to you that Billy might be attached to the idea of you being there at the party with him. Thinking back on it, he always did seem eager to get you alone after the parties, cuddling up in the backseat for at least an hour afterward. 

            His jaw was tight and you looked at your hands, unsure of what to say to convince him. Other than the truth. The embarrassing reality of your exclusion from the girls that made up his pseudo friend group.

“Those girls hate me.” You let those words hang there for a while, expecting him to say something but he doesn’t. Maybe it isn’t a surprise. “As soon as you leave the room they say all these shitty things to me and I end up alone somewhere until you’re ready to leave. It sucks.” 

We sit there for a minute, metal music playing at a low volume as he leans back against the seat, frowning. 

“Ya know, Wheeler, Harrington…none of them want you with me.”

“It’s not like that.” 

He chuckles bitterly. 

“She’s clutchin her pearls everytime I come around.”

“Billy it’s just one party.”

He looks at you, anger suddenly burning in his eyes. 

“No the fuck it’s not,” his tone is low in that menacing way of his, and he takes his time getting the words out, making sure you feel them. “You tell her shit you don’t tell me.” 

His eyes burn, but you don’t look away. To look away would be to acquiesce and you can’t back down at all. Not when he’s like this. 

“Do you care that your stupid friends make me feel like shit when you’re not looking.” 

He breaks away first, sighing, his head drops back against the head rest, his jaw tensing as he mulls over what you’ve said. 

“Fine.” He says, “But I’m driving you. Can’t have you wondering around drunk.” You can’t help smiling a little. Then, you lean over give him a kiss on the cheek. 

“Thanks.” You say softly. His eyes have cooled. 

“Yeah,” he says, you wave Nancy over and she starts down the driveway. “By the way, they’re not my friends.” 

The plan is working so far. As usual, Stacy, Bridgette and Katie were stuck to Billy’s side in an instant. Stacy cood at the sight of you, pulling you into a hug. 

“I freaking love that skirt, you’re so stylish.” She said. 

“Nancyyyy, it’s been so long, girly, where have you been?” Katie looped her arm with Nancy and leaned into her, blowing her vodka breath all over us. 

“Hey,” you offered, your tone limp. Billy looped his arm around your shoulders and tugged you into a kiss. A long and rather gratuitous one that lasted quite a while, hushing the idle chatter around you. You smiled against his lips and when he pulled back he was smirking. 

“See you soon.” 

He winked before taking his leave, the crowd seemingly parting for him as he followed the loud whooping of boys in the back yard. 

Stacy’s expression is so tight it’s almost comical. Her neck turning red, one of her blue eyes clinched tighter than the other. She looks at you like she’s actively shitting a brick. 

“Socewt.” She squeaks. 

“Thanks.” The word pops out bright and sweet. A cherry on top. 

Then, you and Nancy took off for the kitchen, laughing so hard you couldn’t breath. It kept you entertained throughout the night, through two cups of vodka cranberrys and dancing. Nancy explaining again why she and Steve were on the outs. All was well, and calm, and even fun. Until you heard a shriek. Eyes turned in the direction of the frantic gaggle of voices coming from the backyard and your stomach dropped.

You knew with a sickening certainty, that Billy was involved. You rushed through the living room, pushing through the gathering crowd with Nancy right behind you until you reached blood. A long splatter stretching across the brick patio. Stacy sat weeping, blood gushing from her mouth, her teeth coated in red. Her friends flocked around her, pressing tissues to her lip and trying to smooth her mangled hair. 

Little cuts striped up her arms and legs and her bare feet were dirty. 

Billy stood aloft, looking down at Stacy with a bland indifference and a cup of beer in his hand. 

“What the fuck?” someone said. 

“She biffed it.”

Eventually, her friends got her up, blood stained down the front of her dress. You crossed the patio, avoiding the blood. 

“What happened?” 

Billy’s cool eyes turned to you and he shrugged. 

“She fell.”

“Fucking nose dived,” one of the guys said, laughing. Your eyes were still on Billy, who’d gone back to drinking his beer. A chill ran through you. Nancy’s hand picked up yours and you turned to see her stern gaze. 

“I’m ready to go.” 

It’s quiet in the car, except for Judas Priest and Billy drumming his hands on the steering wheel. He’s behaving like nothing was wrong while you and Nancy are shocked into silence, both of you wondering the same thing; what happened to Stacy? You glance back at Nancy and she raises her eyebrows, begging you to ask before she does. 

“What?” Billy asks. He catches onto everything. 

“Nothing, just…” you sigh “What happened to Stacy?” 

He shruggs. 

“She fell. Like I said.”

“Yeah but how? Did she trip?”

He chuckled, looking back and forth between you and the road. 

“You think I did something to her.”

“Did you?” Nancy chimes in. He doesn’t answer her. His eyes keep returning to yours. 

“See?” He asked, referring to what he'd said earlier.

“Just tell us what happened.” 

He shook his head, laughing bitterly. 

“Is it that hard to believe it wasn’t me? Really?”

“You don’t inspire much confidence, you have to admit,” Nancy added, at this I shot her a pleading look, but it was too late, Billy was setting into his anger. 

“Oooh, I see,” he nodded, his jaw set “Good old Hawkins morality, missing kids, narcoleptic sheriff, housewives just ITCHIN to fuck anyone other than their borning husbands.” 

“Alright, Billy, we believe you,” you say. He goes on as if he hasn’t heard you. 

“Some bitch trips over herself at a party and I’m the fuckin problem. Like she wasn’t an idiot before I got there.”

“Why is it such a big deal for you to just say what happened?” You asked, raising your voice for the first time all night. He looked at you, his face turning red. 

“She’s wasted, alright?” He’s yelling now, his voice booming above the music. “She comes out lookin for attention like she always fuckin is, gets up in the rose bushes trying to do some fuckin stupid dance or some bullshit, twirlin around like an asshole, and the fuckin dummy fell!” 

The car fell silent. You sat back in your seat, wiping your burning eyes. You’re embarrassed more than anything, that Nancy saw that. When you pull into the parking lot of the burger place Nancy hops out without a moment’s notice. She waits for a moment beside the car, and you roll down your window. 

“You go ahead,” you say, “I’ll be in in a minute.” 

You offer a smile, but her worry doesn’t evaporate and you hate it. You hate that she’s seen the worst of him again. 

“It’s okay, Nanc.” 

She swallows hard, and hesitates before heading inside. You roll the window up again and lean back, settling into the quiet for a moment while you think of what to say. 

“You think just like her.” 

Billy’s voice is quiet, and when you look at him he’s looking out his window. 

“...I hate when you yell at me,” he doesn’t react, and you reach over to put a hand on his thigh “But I believe you.” 

He shakes his head, and when he turns back to face you his eyes are red. 

“You didn’t wanna tell me about the baby.” 

You’re taken aback by this.

“I…I thought you’d be upset. And I didn’t wanna worry you if it wasn’t true.”

“You think I’d do something to her…you think I’d do something to you.” 

You’re shaking your head. Insistent.. 

“No. Billy, I swear. I know you’re not like that.” You hesitate, and your eyes fall to your lap. “To tell the truth, my mom got to me. She’s always saying you’d leave if something like that happened and I just didn’t wanna risk anything.” You look at him, find him watching you. Listening so patiently. He’s angry, of course, but he sits there with you. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. Maybe I don’t always trust you like I should…but there are some things we need to change. I mean, do you remember that day in the car? You made me cry.” 

He faced forward. 

“Yeah. I did.” 

“Do you care?”

He looks offended. 

“Yes, I fuckin care.” he says.

“Well,” You leaned over and took his hand into yours, enclosing his fist between your palms. “I will work on trusting you more, but you have to work on staying calm. You can’t start yelling everytime you get upset.” 

His eyes linger on your hands, the way you’re holding onto him. He licks his lips and sighs, his face finally returning to a normal color. You wonder how much strain his anger must take on his body and for a moment you worry for the longevity of his heart. 

“Yeah,” he says softly. “Yeah, alright. Fine.” 

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and he pulled you into a hug. 

“I know you’re a good person,” you say gently into his ear. “That’s why I love you.” 

He pulls back, seeming stunned at your words and searching your face for confirmation. You smile, touching a hand to his cheek. 

“Billy. I love you.” 

If only there was a way to capture the look on his face. The raising blush and gentle awe of his lips falling slightly ajar. Beautiful. You kissed him, knowing better than to think he’d say it back. That night ended with you and Nancy sharing a burger and fries. Billy drove around town for a while before swinging back around to drive the both of you to Nancy’s place for the night. He even offered Nancy a lukewarm apology and she received it just as stiffly.

You had your work cut out for you when it came to Mr. Hargrove. But you were ready for it.

    To Be Continued...

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Member: Hyunjin x reader  

Word count: 21.3K

IDOL CAMEOS: Karina-Aespa, Yeji-Itzy, Lia-Itzy, Joshua-Seventeen, Chanyeol-Exo

Trigger warnings:  SMUT, toxic relationships, ANGST, oral sex, breeding kink, unprotected sex (wrap it up guys), fake texts, mentions of alcholism (By side character), mentions of cheating, mentions of medical issues, mentions of anxiety. anything else i could have forgotten.

A/N:  I wanted to start writing for other groups for a while, and i watched the Case 143 comeback and just fell down a Stray Kids rabbit hole again so i decide to write this i hope you guys enjoy, let me know if you want a part two. also i do commissions, personally i dont like buy me a coffee but i do have cashapp, paypal and venmo if you ever want to get a commission i do still have a buy me a coffee as well anyway enjoy

“Can't you stay?”  

Your voice is shaky as you look at him with hope filled eyes. You could tell even just from looking at his back, as an annoyed sigh is released from his lips, he had rolled his eyes. “Cant. Sorry” He states matter of factly. He wasn’t sorry... you knew he wasn’t; he never was. He always said it anytime you'd ask, never giving a reason beyond ‘cant’ yet you still find yourself asking “w-why not?” your tone is so soft you don’t even register the words had actually come out until he snaps “I mean it's not really your business is it?” quickly turning to face you as he forces his shirt on. “Does it matter?” your teeth capture your bottom lip as you hold the blanket over your bare chest. Your gaze avoiding his glare “I guess not...” the familiar prick behind your eyes has your vision blurring. You hear your bedroom door open “H-have fun I guess....” you call to him only to be met with the sound of the door closing.

Of course, not.... You hadn't expected as much anyway.  

  In the past 10 months of your relationship with him you have learned plenty of things about Hwang Hyunjin. He was a passionate dance major, spending more time in the dance studio than in his own dorm. He had a love for art, with dozens of classic paintings littering his dorm. Along with his own. He was independent, charming, and undeniably gorgeous. But he was also cold, distant, and lacked social etiquette. He was quick to tell you exactly what was on his mind whether it hurt or not. If he chose not to vocalize his disinterest; his expression was an open book for all to read anyway. He enjoyed the party lifestyle, if his social media was anything to go by, he’d often be spotted in the background of photos with his best friends; Seo Changbin and Han Jisung.

Everyone in your university wanted at least one of them. Most of the female population had a ‘night to remember’ story with either one of them. They were blunt and honest about their lack of commitment, only needing a warm body as a temporary place holder in their beds.

Relationships were off the table. Sure, they’d be down for a good time here or there but in Jisung’s own words “Relationships equal clingy annoying problems” which is why you were so surprised when Hyunjin asked for exclusivity oh so matter of factly last year. You had been sleeping together on and off after your dance instructors paired you up for your first joint project between both of your classes. It had been a late night in the studio running through one of your last rehearsals before evaluations. You weren't sure if it was the close sensual nature of the choreography, thanks to Hyunjin, or the ambiance in the dimly lit studio but as the song came to its conclusion; both of your chests heaving against each other, your eyes meet. Your bottom lip finds its way in between your teeth. His hand caressing your cheek as his thumb traces over your bottom lip “Fuck......Don't. Don’t do that” his voice full of something unfamiliar to you. “Do what?” you ask innocently your hands grip his shirt. His hold on you tightens around your waist, pulling you closer into his slim muscular figure. The tip of his tongue brushes over his plush lips. Your cheeks and ears burn a bright scarlet. Looking back, you weren't entirely sure who initiated it but soon, your lips meet. Shortly after you felt the cool glass mirror against your bare chest as Hyunjin attacked your core. His thrusts ruthless until you reached a mind-bendingng orgasm. Youd only realized your mistake afterward when he quickly fixed his clothes and ran out the door.  

You took the loss in stride. Avoiding the topic during the last 2 weeks of rehearsal, acting as if it never happened. You never stayed alone with him longer than necessary, you'd pull away the moment the song came to an end even though sometimes he’d try to hold you in place for a while longer. Youd make sure the studio was properly lit at all times. Only texting him about rehearsals and quickly dismissing his selfies and flirty remarks. You would begin spending your lunch in the university library when Jisung set his sights on your best friend, Karina, and he and his best friends began impeding on your time with your best friends. Only truly having to come face to face with Hyunjin at your evaluation.  

As the song came to a close you ripped yourself from Hyunjin’s grasp, thanked the judges for their time, collected your phone and made your way out of the studio and into the locker room. Reaching your locker, you force your dance bag out of its confinement. A sigh of relief is released from your throat. Your eyes focusing on the mirror you kept on the back wall; you steady your breathing. Closing the door, the need to shower now replacing your anxiety. Turning toward the private showers your face is met with a wall of muscle. The familiar cologne fills your nostrils, dread fills your stomach as you silently beg the ground to swallow you whole. “Sorry” you murmur as you attempt to make your way around him. A small ‘tsk’ is heard from above you as he places himself in front of you again. “Do you have a problem or something?” you snap. An amused smirk finds its way to his plush lips. Damn you Hwang, you think to yourself, as he shrugs and shakes his head. “Why are you avoiding me?” He pouts. You hate how your heart races “I'm not” you shrug “Just no reason for us to interact anymore” his eyebrows scrunch together his pout only growing at your words “You don’t want me anymore?” needless to say you ended that interaction pressed against the shower wall his lips attached to your neck as he guides you on his shaft. Only for the cycle to continue over and over until your presence in each other's lives was nonstop. Then one day he had asked you to be his girlfriend with a nonchalant shrug, murmuring back a shy ‘yes’ and 10 months later your cat and mouse game continued.  

Apart from the occasional quickie or stolen kiss, you rarely see the man that claims to be your boyfriend. Your offers to accompany him to the studio remain declined, stolen moments with him moved from the library study rooms to either one of your dorms in the late hours of the night. You should have seen his rejection coming; it's all he’s ever done. His friends, the studio, parties all get more of Hyunjin’s time than you. With the summer coming to an end and the dance studio finally opening up again tonight, you knew immediately he’d go; especially with it being all the other dance majors can talk about due to the party being held there.  

“UM....HELLOOO!!!” your dormmate Lia, exclaimed as she snapped in front of your eyes pulling you out of your trance. You glare at her petite frame. “Busy in wonderland there, Alice?” she giggles. “HA.HA. You’re so funny I forgot to laugh.” you quip. “Anyway...what's up?” you question adjusting the blanket, Lia places a pout on her lips “I need a favor”

“If it's buying condoms for you again the answer is no” you growl.  

“No, smartass. Not this time, but I'm really busy studying for the stupid exam I have tomorrow since my psychology professor is a psychopath and Yeji is sick do you think you can run and grab some medicine for her?” she pleads. You smirk at her “What if I was busy?”  

“With what? Hwang left already. You’re going to spend the rest of the night in bed. Like you always do” she snarls before she turns and makes her way out the door.  

“Love you. Goodnight.” she calls

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You couldn’t help but get lost in the beauty that is Jongno-gu, walking along the river toward Yeji’s off campus dorm. Your eyes drift to the beautiful lights that decorate the road indicating the little restaurants and shops. An envious feeling grows in the pit of your stomach as a young man chases his girlfriend around the gorgeous area; smiles plastered on their faces as he finds his arms encasing her from behind. Lucky....you think to yourself. If only you were more like Lia or Yeji or Karina. You take a single pause in your movements. A memory growing in your mind of you having to spend your last paycheck at your summer job your senior year on bail for Karina due to her ex cheating on her and her taking a bat to his car and him. Okay maybe not Karina......you thought. The whirring of an engine cutting your thoughts off as a single headlight blinds you. You force yourself right and collide with the hard concrete. Brushing your hair out of your face before you dust off your legs. Pulling yourself off the ground, you notice the motorcyclist shoving the bike off his leg. “Oh my god! Are-Are you okay?” Your eyes widen in panic as you rush toward the driver. He unbuckles his helmet and pulls it off.  

Your heart races as honey blonde hair begins blowing subtly in the small wisps of wind. His brown eyes sitting in a scowl. You couldn’t help but stare at his heart shaped plush lips, noticing the freckles that litter his face.  

Fuck...

He was absolutely mesmerizing. He opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by the roar of multiple engines. His eyes widen as he stares in the direction he came, tossing his helmet into your arms he takes off in the direction you had just come from. Your eyes widen as you stare down at the glossy black and red headgear. “E-Excuse--” you tried to call after him as 4 motorbikes whip past you following after the mystery man. You contemplate just leaving the helmet on the bike and returning to your task. You groan to yourself as you notice the headlight still on and the idling of the engine. You stomp your foot in frustration.  

Ughh this is so not worth my time....  

You notice the bikes disappearing in the distance. Taking the helmet and placing it on the ground before you grab the handlebars of the motorcycle and after a long struggle you were finally able to lift it. Bringing the kickstand down you place the helmet on the seat. The tightness in your chest from the unexpected work out has you reconsidering if you care if the bike got stolen or not; the owner obviously didn’t. You stare in the direction of Yeji’s place noticing the beautiful welcoming lights. You growl to yourself as you slowly lift the kickstand taking hold of the handlebars once again you drag the vehicle in the direction its owner dashed to. Your eyes roam the area as you wearily drag the bike along in search of its owner. You notice a group of motorcycles in the parking lot to the docks. Hiding the bike behind the dumpster in front of said lot. Helmet in your arms, you quietly make your way toward the sound of shouting. You can hear them getting louder as you stand against a pilar attached to the side of the dock. You notice the honey blonde stranger dashing toward the end of the pier you were currently on. You thanked God no one saw you as they dashed past you. You throw your head back in relief and in an instant a sharp pain rings through the back of your skull.  

You groan placing your hand over your mouth and rolling your eyes at your foolishness. Your heart sinks into your ass as red and blue lights begin to come from behind you and the loud wail of a siren rings through the air. Your eyes widen in bewilderment as you quickly try to find an off switch on the unexpectedly placed 112 help box. You can hear the sounds of the boys retreat as you continuously hit the box. The siren finally coming to a halt.

You let out a sigh of relief as you slowly back out from your hiding spot. Your back meeting a warm wall.  where one previously was not; you jump at the contact, whipping around you come face to face with the angelic honey blonde stranger. A gasp escapes your throat at the sudden closeness, his lips were drawn in a straight line, arms crossed over his chest. “Are you a stalker or something?” he questions, you were shocked at the amount of bass in his voice. Your eyebrows scrunch together letting out an annoyed scoff as you turn to leave. A ‘tsk’ is released from his lips as his hand grabs your hood and pulls you back into his chest; his arm snakes around your waist. You turn your head to face him, your heart races as your noses brush. Your eyes widen as you pull back, your eyes roaming over his face. They land on his alluring heart shaped lips. You wondered what it would be like to kiss them, though you don’t believe they’d feel as good as Hyunjin’s, they do look quite soft. Butterflies danced in your stomach, as his lips turned up into an amused smirk “What are you looking at?” He quips. Your face is painted a bright scarlet as you force yourself from his arms “Bye!” you call as you dash toward the direction of Yeji’s place. You can hear his deep raspy voice calling toward you as you continue your escape; completely and utterly embarrassed. Your legs refusing to stop until you finally reach Yeji’s door. Knocking as you try to catch your breath.  

“Finally,” Yeji declares as she swings open her door. Her cheeks a rosy, pink, lilac fluffy blanket enveloping her petite figure. “Where the hell did you get a helmet?”

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You hate Mondays.  

And not in the Garfield way or the ‘79 school shooter way. You just hate them with a passion from today on. After yesterday's rounds with Hyunjin and the motorcycle debacle your body is absolutely sore and ready to give up on itself. Regretting even getting out of bed, you stare tiredly at the gates of the university. You scowl at the crowds of people with happy smiles on their faces, coffee in hand. A yawn escapes from your throat before you could stop it, you notice a small crowd standing under the cherry blossom tree. Your hair races as you recognize the familiar blonde tresses, a smile on his lips as he slightly shoves Jisung. You take a small step forward before your movements halt; a petite brunette and what you could assume to be her friends came into to view. Her hand lay on Hyunjin’s bicep before she slowly trails it along his arm. He smiles at her leaning in and whispering something in her ear. A gut-wrenching sting fills your stomach as your throat burns with jealousy when you see him remove a petal from her hair and stroke a stray hair behind her ear. Your breathing grows shaky as tears threaten to fall.  

A manicured hand snapping in your face forces you to pull your attention away from the pair. You smile as a coffee is handed to you; a pair of arms are wrapped around your neck as you come face to face with your childhood best friend, Yoo Ji-Min (who’d kill you if you called her anything but Karina. Her new name she had claimed when she declared she wanted to be an idol 5 years ago). “What are we staring at?” she questions as she places her cheek against yours releasing you from her grasp as she notices the pair. “Seriously?” she scoffs. You shake your head at her tone “They're just talking....” you mumble. She crosses her arms over her chest “Thats why I found you alone instead of over there like last year?” she growls. You shrug in response “I don’t want to bother with it right now, I'm so tired”  

“What are you doing for your intro solo today?” she asks, your whole-body tenses as your eyes widen in realization “crying?” you respond. “You?! The queen of having everything planned down to the second of a song doesn’t have a plan? Like no choreo at all?” Karina gasps as she drags you along the path to the dance building. “Don't remind me, okay? I went through too much last night! And no are you crazy of course I have some choreo it's just not........up to my standards I guess” you whine as you stomp your foot pressing your chest against her arm with your chin sitting on her shoulder. “So then, you're ready” she smirks wrapping her arm around your shoulders. “You over think these things Y/N you need to relax honestly, you're a great choreographer and you're only in your second semester! Your dance is fine” she reassures you.  

You shrug in response “Not this time....” your eyes can't help but drift to the pair once again. The girl leaned against the cherry blossom tree, Hyunjin stood a little too close as she giggled at something he was saying. “No! THIS time I decided ‘oh let's be special lets at stunts’ and then completely forget I even had to do the damn dance and now I'm going to make a complete fool of myself. The instructor already emailed me personally to tell me she was looking forward to my solo specifically, I can’t go in there and fall on my---BIKE!!!!” Your whines were cut off by a loud shout and the familiar roar of an engine grew louder. Hearing it come closer and closer to you, you whip your head around only to see the familiar silhouette of a motorcycle barreling toward you; quickly wrapping both of your hands around Karina’s arms you shove her back with your back pressed against her chest. Your heart races as you notice the black and red bike. Your eyes flashing to the driver, “no. Way...." You whisper to yourself in disbelief as the driver cuts off the engine and pulls off the matte black helmet. The same angelic glowing stupid face...you think to yourself. You notice a group of guys greeting him with warm cheers and hugs. A glare sits on your face as anger courses through your veins like venom. Releasing your hold on Karina you stomp your way over to the honey blonde boy.  

He smiles as your eyes meet; your hands quickly meet his chest as you shove him back. A loud ‘oh’ is heard from the small crowd of boys. “That is the second and last time you almost kill me with that thing” you exclaim as you shove him again. His hand wraps around your wrist and pulls you into his chest. Fighting against his hold you notice the smug smirk on his lips. Your knee jerks into his thigh. He jumps at the close call. “If you don’t want me to hit you there let me, go cause that was the warning shot.” you growl. “Are you calm?” he questions. “I won't hit you again if that’s what you're asking” at your words his grip is released on your waist.  

As soon as you were free you punched his arm  

“You said!”

“I lied! Do you have a thing for almost running me over or can you just not see for shit?” He places his finger in his chin as if he were thinking “I think it’s a you thing” You glare at him “I should have let your stupid bike get stolen” you grumble as you turn to return to Karina. Your movements are brought to a halt as you notice all eyes on you. Your eyes drift over the crowd as you feel a hand on your wrist. You turn your head to the owner “Wait.” he smiles. Your heart races as your eyes meet “w-what?”  

“You still have my helmet, gorgeous” he whispers in your ear. Your eyes widen in realization as you pull away from him. “Fuck! I do!” You exclaim “I'm so sorry I'll bring it to you tomorrow” your eyes fall on Karina who looked on in amusement a mischievous glint in her eye. Looking past her, you notice Hyunjin’s attention fully on you; a scowl on his face his arm wrapped in Jisung’s grip. “She your girlfriend Lixie?” One of his friends teased as you stomp past them. You glare at him, Bang Chan, the school's number 1 in academics a senior. Deciding it's better to just let it go you shake your head and stomp away.  

Karina rushes to your side, her hands quickly wrapping themselves around your arm as she drags you toward the dance building.  

“Explain. Now.” she demands

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You can't help the smile that remains planted on your lips as you enter the dance studio. Dropping your bags in the corner and out of the way you drag Karina to the center of the room and dropping into your position for stretching. The studio always made you find a sense of relief and comfort. You loved the way you’d lose yourself in the choreography. You were quite flexible; taking advantage of the gymnastics and taekwondo skills you’ve acquired over the years now making you able to include high level stunts in your routines. While you wouldn’t say you were the best dancer in your major, you could argue you were in the top 15. Changing from your legs open to spreading into a straddle you grasp Karinas hands as she slowly lays back.  

“Damn Y/N, if I knew you could do that, I definitely would have hit that before Hwang” Jisung whispered in your ear, a scoff is released from your throat as your head whips around to see Jisung only a couple of inches from your face. Your eyes widen as you pull your head farther away from his face. “What is wrong with you?” You question in disgust as a black boot comes in contact with Jisung’s ribcage kicking him over. Your eyes trail up the person's figure, only to be met with your boyfriend's bored expression focused on you his hands sitting in his pockets. You quickly look away as your cheeks heat up, butterflies fluttering all over your stomach. “It was a fucking joke....” Jisung mumbled, as he glides across the floor next to Karina “Kiss it better?” he pouts to her. You feel a warmth surrounding you, a pair of arms wrapping around your waist. You notice Jisung staring awestruck at Karina while she did her split stretching one up and leaning back. “Do that on me please” He begs her, her cheeks burn a bright scarlet. You feel Hyunjin’s fingers losing themselves in your hair as he places his face in your neck. You tangle your fingers in his hair, a shy smile growing on your face; your ears and cheeks burning a bright scarlet at the new action.  

“Oh my god! Why are you here?” Karina snaps both of your eye's flash to her and Jisung who now had his head on her shoulder “Aren't you a music major?” He lifts his head from her and places his hand on his chest “You’re keeping tabs on me?!” A sly smirk grows on his face “You should just let me give you what you want baby”  

“I'd rather fuck a double-edged sword” She growls.

“Can I watch?”  

“Why are you such a fan? Huh Simp Boy?”  

“You act like you don’t want me” Jisung counters, his eyebrow raised. You shake your head as you roll your eyes. “Ladies” you interrupt “You’re both pretty” you groan before you reluctantly pull yourself from Hyunjin’s grasp and stand up. You can feel his eyes on you as you make your way toward the water fountain. “Where are you going?” Karina calls. “Away from whatever the fuck is going on with you two” you retort.  

Taking a deep breath, you feel the uncomfortable pressure that filled you once Hyunjin’s arms encased you. That’s odd... you thought Hes never done anything like that before.  

You remember the scowl embedded on his face, Jisung’s hand wrapped firmly around his wrist. You know you'd have to explain the interaction......possibly, judging by the way he, himself, was flirting with another girl this morning he more than likely wouldn’t even care. You laugh at the irony; you don’t understand why you felt so guilty when he didn’t, yet you did. “Wow helmets leave some water for the fish” A familiar deep velvety voice rings from behind you. You hate how annoyingly sexy you find it----Helmet?!?! A glare forms on your eyes as you turn to face him. “Are you stalking me or something?” A bright smile is brought to his face, your heart flutters at the action, a warmth grows in your stomach.  

“Why, Helmet you seem to think highly of yourself” He quips, his eyebrow raised “Why? you into that sort of thing?” he winks. Your mouth falls agape at his question. How could someone that looks so angelic be such a.........demon. “Stop calling me that! My name is Y/N”  

“Well do I have my helmet?”

“Well, no but---But nothing until I have my very expensive helmet back, you'll be whatever I call you” He cut you off “You'll have it tomorrow until then-------OKAY PEOPLE! I don’t have all day so I’ll make this quick. Places! I'm explaining this one time and one time only. You will all be doing your intro solos if you aren't prepared that’s not my problem; everyone got the email. Everyone will be required to perform a routine that best represents your dance style; you will then be paired up with another person that’s style matches your own. They will be your partner for the rest of the semester. Any Questions?” The instructor declared as she barreled through the double doors, dropping her bag and placing herself at the head of the room. Everyone's eyes roamed around the room as the stragglers began to join the semi-circle that had formed due to the instructor's abrupt entrance. You notice a familiar pixie like brunette in your place beside Hyunjin.

  Great......she's here too.... you thought to yourself.  

“Okay! Yang Ye-na you're up” the instructor calls as the girl stands from her spot and makes her way to the center of the room. You grow envious at the winks her and Hyunjin exchange. You notice the darkness in his eyes as he stares her down. Embarrassment fills you as you beg the ground to swallow you whole. Tears burn your eyes at the realization, He doesn’t care......You were so fucking stupid to think you were different; that he wanted you and only you. Of course, he’d want her, she was absolutely flawless. Her beautiful wavy hair pulled up in a half up half down style; her bangs framed her face perfectly. Her body was curvy in all the right places while you were just average. Hyunjin was practically a god, why would he actually waste his time on you when he could be with women on his level. You’re snapped out of your thoughts by the sounds of applause. Quickly joining in with your peers, you clap unenthusiastically.  

The rest of the performances flew by, you received high praises for your choreography to ‘Unholy’ by Sam Smith. Yet, you quickly placed yourself where you previously sat and tucked your face behind your hair. Continuing your train of (over) thought. Going through the motions as everyone performed but Karina. You couldn’t help yourself when your best friend performed. Your applause louder than the rest of the class as her song came to its conclusion. A proud smile on your face. “Okay! That was the final dancer, good job everyone.” the instructor calls as she tapes a paper to the mirror. “Here are your partners” she declares as she walks toward the back of the room. Everyone quickly rushed over to the list.

Choi Yeonjun-Han Eunji

Han Jisung-Yoo Ji-Min

Hwang Hyunjin-Yang Ye-na

Jung Wooyoung- Hwang Yeji

Kang Chanhee-Kwon Eunbin

Lee Juyeon-Kim Min-Jeong

Lee Minho-Lee Chae-yeon

Lee Yongbok-Park Y/N

Son Dongju-Lee Seoyeon

Your heart sank in your chest as Karina grasped your arm examining the list. A scowl grows on her flawless feature. Her mouth hanging open as she internally rages. “NO!” she finally exclaims. You hear a chuckle from behind you, turning around your met with Jisung standing with an arrogant smirk “It's like were meant to be or something” He laughs. Karina fakes a gag as she shoves her way out of the crowd. Jisung reaches out to her “But Baby!” you couldn’t help but laugh at his antics. Shoving your own way out, you notice Hyunjin and Ye-na huddled in the corner by the speaker. A smile planted on his lips as he sat beside her. Your eyebrows scrunch together as they shift closer. You knew his reputation but at least last year he was fucking subtle. Why'd he even ask you out? You wonder to yourself. It's not like he actually acted like he was in a relationship. It was always late-night booty calls when no one could dare catch either of you leaving the others dorm. Your texts typically go unanswered and if he does take the time to respond it's always one or two words. You notice his hand now placed on her knee, as he stared at her. Wow you thought to yourself.

Your view of the pair is blocked by the one person you wished you'd never have to deal with again. “WOW!” you roll your eyes at his enthusiasm. You notice Hyunjin and Ye-na's attention leaving each other and turning it to the loud boom of the boys' voice in front of you. You finally plant your eyes on his face, his eyes are squinted adorably as his heart shaped lips formed an angelic smile. “Looks like were partners, Helmet” He states happily “It's like fate. Maybe you're like my soulmate or something?” you groan in response “or god just hates me....” you stomp your foot, grabbing your water bottle from the ground and shoving past him toward Karina.  

“C’mon Helmet, don’t break my heart already” He whined as he followed you wrapping his arm around your shoulder and jostling your hair. “Yah! Do you want to die?!” you threaten as you shove him off you and fix your hair. You hold back a laugh as, Yongbok apparently, trips over his feet and comes colliding with the person walking past. Your hand smacks over your mouth as you snicker while he bows his head at the person mumbling a quick apology before springing up and reaching for you. You hold your arm out your finger pointed at him “No, whatever it is youre planning. Unplan it” you warn as you take a step back. He feigns innocence shaking his head and holding his hands up in surrender.  

“Cute” he states matter of factly

“What?”

“Nothing just the fact that you thing you're scary is cute”

“Okay. No.” you hear from behind Yongbok before you feel a strong grip on your arm as you are whisked toward the door. Your eyes land on your captor, the familiar mop of blonde hair. Your eyes widen as you look at Karina pleading for her help. She sat comfortably in her position giving you a knowing smirk.  

You stumbled on your feet as Hyunjin continued to drag you out of the studio. You struggle to stay up right as to you tried to keep up with his pace. Your nerves build as he pulls you into an empty studio locking the door before he shoved you against the wall. A loud ‘THUD’ rings through the room. Your eyes drift over his flawless features, an irritated glare planted on his eyes. “What the fuck do you think you're doing?” he growls wrapping his hand around your throat sending a shock to your core. Your eyebrows scrunch together as a confused pout forms on your lips “W-what?” He presses his body against yours “Dont act fucking stupid” he snaps his grip getting tigher on your throat making your panties grow wet. “Hyun, I really don’t know what youre tal---Why was he all over you?” he cuts you off. You’re completely awestruck at his question. Your mouth hangs open in disbelief, the words not coming to you

His patience grew thinner as each second passed. You hate to admit it to yourself but he has you absolutely soaked. “I-its not like that” you finally mutter “I just met him”

“When?”

“When what?”

“when did you meet him?” he asks “you two seem.....comfortable” you almost laugh at the irony, he had some nerve that’s for sure. “I mean its not really your business is it?” you quip throwing his words from last night back at him “Does it matter?” you see a fire grow in his eyes “so what? Youre fucking him now?” He spits. An offended scoff is released from your throat “Sure, I mean its not like youre the only person I've fucked for the past few months.” You argue.  

“Does he know that?”  

“Does Ye-na?” you counter.  

A smug smirk grows on his lips, as his eyes drift to your lips. “Does he know how hard I fuck you?” Hyunjin asks as he turns you around pressing your chest against the cool wall. You whine at his rough action. “I just met him!” you declare “Yet he has a little name for you” His nip at your ear, his fingers tangling themselves in your hair gripping it roughly and forcing your head back. You groan internally at the mention of the new nickname. You hate how easily Hyunjin turns you into a whimpering pleasing mess for him. His arousal evident as he presses his member against you. His lips brush over your ear, his free hand trailing over your jaw before gripping your chin and forcing you to face him. Your bottom lip finds its way in-between your teeth. Your eyes connecting once more, his grasp on your hair tightens. Suppressing a moan, you squeeze your thighs together pressing your ass firmly against his hard member.

Your breaths fill the air as your body trembles in arousal and hints of fear. You’ve never seen Hyunjin this mad or angry in general. His eyes burned holes into you, your eyes flashing behind him. Your body jumps when you feel his soft plush lips on your throat; fingers wrapping in his hair pulling him closer to you. It was no secret to anybody, including Hyunjin, that you were weak for him. Even if you typically would not stand for half of the things, he put you through you still find yourself making excuses for it time and time again. Yet, in moments like this, where you can see that glint in his eye you can trick yourself into thinking you were more than a temporary fascination. You hate how badly you want him despite his previous actions in the day. You’ve never been the bratty type, but the look on Hyunjin’s face unlocks a new part of you. You’ve never thought to actually test Hyunjin’s limits and see how far you could take things like he’s done oh so many times before. Still, you can't find yourself stopping the words before they come out.  

“Hes cute isn't he?” A mischievous smirk plays on your lips. “And he’s my dance partner. You never know what could happen when you have to be so......close” you whisper in his ear seductively. You could practically feel yourself dripping in anticipation when you feel Hyunjin’s body tense against yours; Pulling back you can't help the warmth that grows in your chest when you notice the panicked expression painting Hyunjin’s face. His jaw clenches as his strong grip returns to your hair pulling you forward so your faces were only centimeters apart. “You wanna repeat that? I don’t think I heard you correctly” He challenges, you knew this was your one and only chance to take back what you said but you felt a little rebellious considering he was all but sucking face with Ye-na; so instead you chuckle “Don’t worry babe, you’ll always be my favorite” using another one of his infamous lines. You can see why he always antagonizes you when you berate him for never knowing when to draw the line; because the panicked look on his face and possessive grip he holds on to you has you ready to risk it all.  

“I better be your only” He growls as he shoves your faces closer together finally closing the space between your lips. You moan at the contact; his hand releases your chin wrapping itself around your waist pulling you deeper into his form. His teeth nibbling at your bottom lip “only me, baby” he whines against your lips “Hyun, you know I only want you” you reassure between kisses. You whine as he pulls himself away and releases his grip on your hair. A look of confusion falls on your face as you turn to look at him. A squeak is released from your throat as his arms encase your waist. His lips attack your neck leaving a wet trail along his path to your sweet spot. You whimper against him as your hands find their way under his shirt, roaming along his muscular torso. You feel a shock run down your spine and into your core as he sucked roughly on the sensitive skin leaving a large purplish red mark, as his fingers dance along the waistband of your leggings. “All mine...” he groans in your ear, the roughness in his voice making you almost cum in your panties. You nod in excitement at his words as his hand plunges into your waistband. Not wasting anytime, he quickly enters your panties his fingers teasing your slit.

You jump at the feeling, a whimper forcing its way out. “Can he make your pretty pussy this wet?” He questions as he rubs circles into the bud. You shake your head in response; He brings his fingers to a halt. You practically cry “D-daddy, please...” you beg grasping at the waistband of his joggers. “Use your words, baby” He teases “Can your little dance partner make your pussy as wet as daddy does?” You bite your lip as he begins his motions again “N-No” you moan. Hyunjin brings his lips centimeters from yours; your lips brushing ever so slightly as he continued his toying with your sensitive clit.  

“No what?”  

“He doesn’t even get me wet at all daddy”  

Hyunjin gives you a faux pout “Aww baby, that’s cause even this tight little pussy knows who owns it” you nod in response, your eyes roll to the back of your head as he plunges two digits into your hole. His lips connect with yours as he roughly begins pumping his fingers into your core hitting the familiar bundle of nerves deliciously. His tongue brushes against your bottom lip before groaning and forcing his tongue into your mouth. You moan against his lips as his tongue dominates your mouth. Your hand palming him over his joggers, “Yeah you're doing so good, you only want to be good for me, huh baby?” His voice is rough, lips swollen as he presses his forehead against yours; his hips buck into your hand. “Y-yes daddy” you whimper “no one but you” His lips press against yours hungrily, his fingers thrusting mercilessly; you nibble on his bottom lip as your hands roam over his body. Your mouth hangs open as a familiar knot builds in your stomach. “I-I'm gonna---” your words are cut off as Hyunjin’s pace speeds up bringing you over the edge. “Fuck cum for me” He groans as his lips attack your throat. “Only daddy could make you feel this good baby, fuck... you got my cock so fucking hard” You can only respond with a moan, your fingers run through his hair pulling him deeper into you. Your legs are shaking as you come down from your high. He pulls his hand out of your pants lifting his fingers to your mouth. You connect your eyes as you bring his fingers into your mouth, his mouth hangs open at the action; pupils blown out.

“You look so pretty when you act like a little slut for me, baby” He coos

Your cheeks heat up at the praises, unable to hide your smile you bury your face in his neck. You hear a chuckle rumble through his chest, his arms tighten around your waist pressing you against him. Your cheeks burn a bright scarlet under his gaze, you pull back from him. His eyes are hooded, lust clouding over them. His tongue traces over his bottom lip, before connecting them with yours once more. A gasp is released from your throat as your back is pressed against the wall, his hand running down your thigh lifting your leg at the knee pressing you even deeper against him. Your hips buck at the contact of his clothed member “Are you gonna be a good girl and let daddy fuck you?” he groans against your lips. You nod enthusiastically, “pl-please daddy, I'll be so good for you” your hands run over his chest and along his abdomen as you pressed small kisses against his neck earning a moan from Hyunjin. The sound has you enthusiastically sucking and nipping at the sensitive skin. Your heart swelled with pride as you observed the mark you had left on his neck, your eyes trailing over him only to be greeted with a fucked-out expression on his face. Letting his forehead fall against yours, your noses brushing ever so slightly “Fuck baby....” He whispers against your lips “as much I'd love to fuck your mouth right now I need to be inside you” His hand quickly forces your leggings down around your ankles taking your panties with them before freeing his own member from its confines.  

Your mouth waters at the sight, his hand wrapped around his shaft as his painfully red tip leaked precum. Before you knew it your chest was once again pressed against the cool wall. Hyunjin’s large hand cups your ass before giving it a loud, painful smack.  

“Fuck...” you groan. Throwing your head back in pleasure as Hyunjin’s cock glided up and down on your folds teasing your clit.  

“Please...” you whine

“Please what baby?”  

“Please fuck me Daddy”  

You feel Hyunjin’s hips thrust forward at your words, before pulling away slightly. “Fuck” He growls your head whipping around to see him searching his bag and wallet a frustrated scowl on his face. “What is it?” you question removing your pants as he throws his bag to the ground “I don’t have a condom” Oh. A disappointed pout forms on your lips, you bite your lip before nervously suggesting “I mean.... I am on birth control” your eyes roam over the room before landing on him. His expression turning from frustrated, to confused before his mouth hangs open in realization. “Are you sure?” He can't even begin to try to hide his enthusiasm. “I-I mean unless you don’t want to” your voice is small, your eyes not meeting his “s-sorry I shouldn’t have suggested it” you apologize. “Come here” he calls as he sits against the sofa in the corner. You hesitantly make your way over standing in front of him shyly. His hand takes a hold of yours pulling you into his lap, so you straddle his hips. His hand caresses your cheek, “Do you want me to fuck you raw baby?” You try to hide your face in his neck as his hands trail over your thighs. He brushes his nose with yours “No, look at me” Your eyes connect as you nod biting your bottom lip grinding your bare pussy against his shaft. Weak whimpers leave your throat as he connects your lips.  

“Fuck I can't get enough of you baby” He moans pressing your hips tighter against him increasing the friction on your clit. His tip continuously teases at your hole. Your hand sliding between your bodies holding his member in place before gliding him inside you slowly. Your eyes fall on Hyunjin, his mouth hung open as his head fell back against the sofa. “F-fuck...” his hands hold you in place “Don't. Don’t move yet” he struggled to get out. His heart raced as he stared at you behind hooded eyes, your cheeks a bright red. His tongue ran over his bottom lip as his cock twitched inside you. He fights the need to cum embarrassingly fast. He had just gotten inside you and he felt like he would explode already. He struggles not to thrust mercilessly into you as you press your chest against his. His lips following yours until they meet his hands guiding you up and down on his member. Hyunjin could have sworn he’d seen stars. For the many times he’s had sex, he’s never even thought to go raw but during the course of your relationship he couldn’t help but imagine the scenario every single time he was inside you. He wondered what it would be like to paint your walls with his cum. You’d always taken him so well; he gets lost in the sight of his cock disappearing inside your tight little pussy. “Look at you baby” He moans “I bet your dance partner would love to be me right now” your pussy clenches at his words.  

He hated how jealous he had gotten, but how fucking dare that guy? You were his. He fought the urge to fuck up into you harshly to remind you of who you belonged to; him. “Fuck daddy you stretch my pussy out so well” you moan. He holds back a smile at the almost pornographic noises coming out of your mouth. He could never get over this feeling, he loved every moment he had a chance to spend ruining the innocence your beautiful face portrays. He loved the look on your face as you came around him. And him only. He craved your body every time he was away from you wanting to bury himself deep inside your womb and remain there. He lost his will to hold back as your lips attacked his neck once again; an action he used to detest but now he found himself praying for you to leave your mark on him. Claim him for the rest of the world to see. “You’re doing so well” He praises as his hips find a steady rhythm into your g spot. “You make daddy feel so good, baby” a feral growl is released from his chest as you come undone with a moan of his name. His resolve completely breaks as he feels the familiar knot forming in his stomach. “It's like you were fucking made for me” he laments “All mine baby fuck I'm gonna cum deep inside your little pussy” his arms hold you against him tightly his eyes rolling to the back of his head “P-Please daddy cum deep inside my pussy” you whine in his ear “own my pussy with your cum” His vision blurs as his hips stutter against yours “FUCK! I'm gonna fucking breed you baby. The whole fucking world will know who you belong to then” You connect your lips as the contents of his orgasm fill you.  

He held you in place, enjoying the feeling of your lips on his. His hands guide your arms around his neck before returning to your hips. He was in deep, he knew it. Though he would NEVER let you know, he absolutely loved the way you held him as you kissed him. He hated the butterflies that filled his stomach when he’d pull away and see the reddening of your cheeks. Seeing your dance partner blatantly flirting with you all morning and you unknowingly flirting back drove him mad. His friends noticing his jealousy when they saw that guy way to close to you this morning, Hyunjin quickly became ready to risk it all the moment he saw the guy whispering something in your ear; only stopped by Jisung’s grip on his wrist holding him in place. The straw that broke the camel's back was the blush on your cheeks when he called you cute. It was bad enough for you to be partnered with the guy, but he was the only person you were allowed to look like that for. And for it to happen in front of him, he felt his blood boil and his heart clench. The possibility of you walking away from him and never looking at him like that again had his body acting before his mind could catch up to what was happening. He needed to know you still belonged to him. That the introduction of this new guy and his past mistakes wouldn’t have you looking elsewhere. He hated that he knew he didn’t deserve you, but he was selfish and couldn’t let you go. Not when this was starting to mean absolutely everything, and he would die before he lost it. “Tell me you love me” He pleads against your lips.  

“I love you” ______________________________________________________________

“Can’t I just drop the class?” Karina suggests.  

You give her a knowing look “I don’t know. Are you a dance major?” you question. She places her head in her hands “Out of anyone in the class, I get paired with the one guy I didn’t want to be paired with. Who did I piss off in my past life?” Yeji shrugs as she scrolls through her phone “I think you guys make a cute couple” you snicker at her words as you check your phone.  

‘NO NEW MESSAGES’

You sigh in disappointment as Karina picks up a piece of bread off her tray and tosses at Yeji hitting her forehead. “Not even close to funny” Karina growls. You cross your legs a slight hiss releases from your throat at the soreness between your legs. Your chin rests on your palm “Why do you act like you hate him so much?” you question “you still in love with him or something?” Karina’s eyes widen as she quickly looks around quickly “Yah! Do you wanna die?” a faux offended scoff is released from your throat as you launch yourself from your seat dashing around the table and straddling Karina’s lap. “You’d never do that baby” you state as you wrap your arms around her neck “You love me too much” you pucker your lips leaning in pretending to kiss her; her hands coming between your bodies as she groans “Stooooooppp” A pout forming on her lips. You smile at her as and pepper kisses all over her face, smacking your hand over her mouth and kissing the back of your hand. “You’re so annoying” She whines. “I’d be less annoying if you’d just accept my love” you argue.  

“Fuck” you hear from behind you “Kiss her again” Whipping your head around seeing Jisung and Changbin standing there eyes wide in amusement. Quickly shuffling off of Karina’s lap you make your way back to your seat. “Did you put a tracker on me or something?” Karina growled at the innocently deceiving boy. “Nope! Just your lucky day I guess babe” He smirks. You and Yeji share knowing glances and snicker to yourselves. “Aren't you guys one short?” Changbin asks disappointedly. “Lia had some sociology lecture or something” You reply placing your hand on his forearm as you notice his sadness. He nods dejectedly.  

You felt for Changbin, despite his two friend's actions, he was the tamest of the three. Sure, he slept around as well but he was more for friends with benefits rather than one-night stands. You had noticed his lingering stares at Lia earlier last year; yet you never once mentioned it as to not embarrass the shy boy. But Changbin knew you knew his feelings for your friend. It remained an unspoken secret between the both of you. “Aren't you guys missing someone too?” Yeji questioned as she looked at you, your eyes flashing to her in contempt. She shrugs in response. The last thing you wanted was to acknowledge Hyunjin’s absence; mainly because you felt exceptionally awkward due to his request earlier due to him leaving abruptly leaving a few minutes after but also because you were afraid of the answer. “I guess he had to.... talk about something with his dance partner. He said he’d meet us here though” Changbin states as he sits a little further down the bench from you. Your heart sinks into your stomach at his words. You hate how your heartbreaks at the slight suggestion of Hyunjin and Ye-na being alone. You wanted to trust him; he’s never actually cheated on you....as far as you knew. But how could you know anything? You rarely spent any real time with him and if you did it always turned into sex within minutes.

You’re pulled out of your thoughts by a warm hand resting on your shoulder. Almost jumping out of your seat, your head turns to scold the culprit. Instead, you let out an annoyed sigh groaning before you rest your head on your arms on the table at the sight of your dance partner and his annoyingly stupidly perfect smile. “Do you need something, Yongbok?” He places his leg over the bench straddling it, his gaze locked on you. “I prefer Felix” He corrects. “I prefer being left alone yet here we are” you shrug your eyes focusing on your shoes. “Anyway” He shrugs off “Kinda hard to do considering were dance partners” you shrug in response. “But after you...ehm...left. We got a project basic hip-hop, so I'll be needing your number” Your head lifts at that not expecting him to be so close, your noses brush and you pull your head back.  

“Why?” You question; your eyebrows scrunch together. “So, we can figure out a good schedule for rehersals. I hope you arent one those dancers” He states matter of factly. “One of what dancers?” you egg on. A smug smirk sits on his face “Oh, you know one of those that gives the bare minimum and relys on others to get by” you roll your eyes at his accusation, your hand quickly jostles his hair. “Yongbokie~” You coo “Just tell me you want my number” you tease. “Stop calling me that” He whines an adorable pout form on his lips. “Yongbokie~, Yongbokie~, Yongbokie~” your teasing pauses as you feel eyes on you. Looking around the table you notice Jisung and Changbin sharing worried looks; only to act obviously suspicious as they look around.  

“Im not kidding!” He groans. You ruffle his hair once more before grabbing his phone from his hand; holding the screen to his face to unlock it you text yourself from his phone. He nods slightly as he lifts himself from the seat you grabbed his sleeve pulling him back down. “Dont text me first I'd rather not deal with you anymore than I have to” He places his hand over his chest “You’re a heartbreaker, Helmet” shaking your head in response as he gets up and walks away. You feel all eyes burning holes into your face, your cheeks heat up as a confused expression grows on your face “What?” they shake their heads, Karina’s eyebrow raises as her arms cross over her chest “nothing....” you nod at her.  

“So whens the wedding?”  

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You were greatful the rest of your classes went by without a hitch. Unfortunately for you, you were alone in the rest of them. Your stomach filled with dread everytime you’d pass Hyunjin in the hall with Ye-na stuck to his side. Smiles plastered on their lips; standing way to close for comfort. As you allowed your legs to trudge the way toward your moms convience store you find your mind wandering farther than it should have. You felt stupid honestly; why did you allow your relationship to be what it was? Why had you entered it in the first place? Apart from sex, as far as you knew, you were no different from Ye-na, Minji, Yerim, Garam and all of the other girls Hyunjin decided to pass the time with. His flirty comments and lingering touches happened to all of you. You grew tired of things not being 100% clear, because despite the odd way he had acted today; you still couldn’t tell if he genuinely cared for you or if you were something to pass the time with when he was bored. You hoped he could notice you were pulling away, since typically, you’d be trying to cling yourself to Hyunjin as you walked to work. Instead, the idea of being around him made you feel exceptionally nauseous. So, you abandoned your plan to walk to work with your 3 best friends and began your journey solo.  

The day felt overwhelming in every sense of the word. You felt your throat constrict against itself as tears welled up in your eyes. Your breath shaky as a ding rings through the air. Pulling your phone out of your hoodie pocket, staring at the notification on the screen.  

You shake your head not wanting to deal with this at this very moment

Your eyebrows scrunch together as you stare at his message. You can't help but feel confused; he’s never blatantly told you he wanted to see you and honestly it makes you nervous. You decide to just ignore his messages not wanting to get even more overwhelmed by him. You sigh as you push the door open to your mother's store. “Welcome to- Oh Y/N!” your mom exclaims her eyebrows scrunched together as her eyes flash to the clock. “Early for once I see” You give her a sad smile with a soft nod of your head as you walk into the back room. Dropping your bag on the empty chair behind the desk and grabbing one of the red and blue mesh vests and cash drawer. Making your way to the register, gently placing your hand on your mother's arm. “Eomma, why are you here? Wasn’t Chanyeol supposed to open?” a scowl grows on her face at the mention of your brother's name. “Aish, that boy. He didn’t even come home last night” opening the register and taking the cash drawer out. “I had to open late because I didn’t know he didn’t come home until I came down to get some things and we were closed still” she growls as she places your cash drawer in and assigning it to you.  

“You should have called me. Or Karina. One of us would have come in you know” you scold “You know youre not supposed to manage the store alone” you look at her worriedly. “Im the mother here” she soothes you, her hand running over your hair. “Besides I’m not having you miss your classes, you can worry about my health when youre actually a doctor” You froze at her words, guilt crashing into your intestines like a tsunami. It wasn’t like you wanted to lie to your mother about your choice to pursue dance like your older brother but, the last time you brought up the idea of majoring in dance she—it didn’t go well. Apparently, there are no stable jobs in dance. It's not a good career path in her eyes due to your brother's failure and subsequent alcoholism. Even so, you still majored in dance and told your mother you were pursuing medicine as she had asked. How were you eventually going to break the news to her? You werent sure but you knew this was your life and you were going to live it how you deemed fit. You do love your mother, of course you loved your mother, which is why you continuously picked up the slack for your older brother; picking up shifts if you learned she would be working alone, walking her home and staying with her until morning so she didn’t have to walk home late by herself.  

Ever since your older brother had returned from his failed endeavor to be an idol, you found yourself taking on a lot of the burdens for both of them. Your brother struggled with the fact that he could not make it as an idol as your mother's health deteriorates. You could only sit by and do your best to help them during their own struggles so much to the point they don’t notice yours. You were greatful to Karina for being the one other person to understand the massive change in your family as she had been there since long before your father died when you were 14. She had witnessed your struggle to cope with the loss of your father, then your subsequent depression pulling you out before you got too deep. You had been together through boyfriends and fights, rumors and friendships. She engrained herself in your family practically as a member in her own right. So much so, that at 16 when your mother had gotten her diagnosis of Susac’s Syndrome, she began working at the store with you. Karina was the only reason you could cope with everything. Which is why you were so greatful when your mother informed you that she had called her to work with you since your mother now will be going home instead of closing with you.  

“The truck is coming by the way” your mother informs “Make sure you guys get most of it put away please” she pleads as she walks into the back room. You roll your eyes at her quick escape.  

“Of course,”  

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“Have a nice day” you call as the stranger smiles waving on their way out. Walking to one of the coolers you grab a soda before going back behind the register, pulling your phone out you scroll through instagram. The sound of the door’s beep has you shoving your phone in your pocket. Your eyes flash to the door only to see Karina making her way over to you. A smile on her lips, your eyes look at the time. “Sure. Be all smiley and shit it's not like youre 30 minutes late or anything” you scold her as Yeji enters through the door fully engaged in a conversation with Changbin. Jisung and Hyunjin followed them shortly after. Your eyes widen as you grab Karina’s forearm pulling her infront of the storage room.  

“What the hell are they doing here?” You ask behind gritted teeth. An innocent pout sits on Karina’s face as she shrugs “They’re with Yeji” You roll your eyes at her “fucking Yeji...” you mumble. “I don’t get the problem” she states confused, grabbing a vest. “I didn’t really want to deal with all of this today...” you groan as you follow her back to the front. You notice Yeji scanning through the aisles engaged in conversation with Changbin, Jisung and Hyunjin just talking in the corner eyes flashing to Yeji and Changbin every once and a while. “Did you already assign yourself a drawer?” Karina asks. You nod in response “Honestly, you don’t have to stay the full time.” You suggest as Yeji and Changbin place their items on the counter. “I only really need help putting the truck away then you should be good to leave if you want” You mention as you begin scanning the items, noticing Jisung and Hyunjin making their way over to you. “And what? Leave you to close by yourself?” Karina quips crossing her arms over her chest. “Yeah, youre absolutely crazy to think you should be here by yourself so late” Yeji interjects. “Why would you be closing alone anyway?” A worried look grows on her features as she reaches over the counter grasping your forearm “what happened to your mom?”  

“What do you think could have happened?”You quip. “Fucking Chanyeol...” you growl more to yourself than to anyone else. Your brother's name was all it took for Yeji’s worries to subside. You notice Changbin standing with a confused expression “Chanyeol...???” Yeji releases a sigh as you input a discount for her. “Her brother....” she answers, leaving the words to hang in the air. “Dont put that burden on me!” you groan “We just so happen to have crawled out of the same hole”  

“And grew up together, pursued the same major, lived in the same house, have the same parents. Ecetera ecetera” Karina teases. You glare at her before turning back to Yeji. “Anyway, can you just run by my mom's place and make sure shes okay. I don’t know if Chanyeol has finally come back or not, and I really don’t need her to be alone right now” You beg. She gives you a small smile in return “Of course, I havent seen mom in a while. It'd be nice to check on her, maybe your brother will be there” she winks. You and Karina gag to yourselves and shudder. “Ew” Karina groans in disgust. “We need to find you someone suitable for you cause holy crap gross its Chanyeol” Karina argues as you tell Yeji the price. Your eyes flash to the street noticing a truck driving down the alley to the store. “Can you bitch and take money please; the truck is here” you sneer. You groan before walking infront of the counter and making your way toward the storage room and heading out the back door.  

You smile at your delivery driver and cousin, Hong Jisoo, “Y/N?!” He smiles wrapping his arms around you. You let out a squeak as you’re lifted into his lean frame. “Oppa! Let me down!” you whine as you playfully shove at him. His lips upturning into a bright smile. “I havent seen you in like forever. Feels like youre avoiding me” He jokes as your feet touch the ground once more. You roll your eyes at him “Cause youre my most annoying cousin” you playfully shove him snatching the clipboard out of his hands. “Yah! I come out of my way to bring you things and this is how I get treated” He jests. “Oh, boo hoo how dare you have to do your job” you prod. “Im making an after-hours delivery, Y/N” he retorts. You scoff at his nerve “A late one at that” signing for the delivery before handing it back to him.“BUT, since you love me youre going to help me unload the truck?” You bring your hands together in a pleasing motion, your eyes big.  

“Why can't you guys do it?”  

“Karina is the only other person working”  

“Your mom still lets her work the register after what happened last time?” He questions in shock. “You can fuck all the way off, Joshua” you hear Karina snap from behind you. A smug smirk grows on your cousins' lips. “You know? I havent spent any time with my favorite cousin in a while I think I'll stick around for a bit” He suggests, his eyes falling on Karina. Her eyes narrow as she crosses her arms over her chest. “Play nice you two...” You warn giving them a threatening look before opening the door to the truck. Lifting yourself inside you grab a large crate of sodas, placing it down on the ground near the door you take a step down. Placing your hands on each side of the crate, you lift it and carry it inside only to see Yeji and the boys still standing there. “Damn, took you long enough” Yeji quips. Placing the crate infront of the freezer, you let out a whine “Joshua and Karina are going to drive me crazy” You pout. Placing your head on her shoulder “Never mind what I said stay and make sure they don’t make me commit an actual murder” you plead. She shakes her head at you.  

“Would it be wrong for me to leave them alone?” You question.  

“Yes.”  

“But Karina—would burn down the store if she was left with Joshua” she cut you off. You roll your eyes in response. You nod in agreement. “Sorry hun, I can run to your moms and stuff, but I have to meet with Wooyoung at the studio at 5.” She apologizes petting your hair softly. A pout forms on your lips as you turn at the boys pleadingly, bringing your hands together “you guys wanna become my favorite people in the entire world” Changbin looks away from you at your request scratching his neck before pretending to look at a newspaper. Jisung sits with his hands in his pockets looking at the ceiling rocking back and forth on his heels. Your eyes finally turn to your boyfriend. A look of shock fills his expression “I should already be one of your favorite people!” he exclaims in disbelief. “You’re slowly losing that title....” you grumble as you walk back toward the crate you had put down. You feel a hand wrap around your waist pulling you back into Hyunjin’s frame. “What was that? I don’t think I heard you, babe” He whispers in your ear, his voice borderline seductive.  

“Go be gross somewhere else!” Karina exclaims, as she comes into the store a large box in her hands. You roll your eyes at her as you go to pull yourself from Hyunjin’s arms only to have his arms tighten around your waist. “Hyun...” you trail, his lips cutting your words off as he connects them with yours. Your eyes widen at his sudden PDA, you couldn’t help but melt into him as his tongue runs over your bottom lip. Your cheeks heat up as he pulls away, before releasing his hold on you and turning to Karina “Gross enough for you? I can make it worse if youd like” he states with a wink before turning back toward you, his hand caresses your cheek before brushing a stray hair out of your face. “I have practice as well tonight babe......” he states apologetically. You nod in response “It's fine” You smile at his use of the pet name, He gives you a worried look “Honestly I usually do it by myself, I have Karina and—OW!!” Your words are cut off by a loud bang and a scream from Joshua in the back. You and Karina dash out the door toward the backroom, a trail of footsteps follow behind you. Karina reaching outside first you notice her immediately almost fall in a fit of laughter. “Whats goin—oh crap what the hell happened?!” you bellow.  

Youre greeted with Joshua sat on the ground, a milk crate all over the backroom and himself. Gallons of milk litered the ground, milk all over the ground, boxes and Joshua. “i may have made a little bit of a mess” Joshua states guiltily. “This is unreal!” Jisung laughed hysterically. Your fingers sat on the bridge of your nose. “So, I don’t have Joshua, Jisung I will literally pay you” you beg, you see him placing his chin between his finger and his thumb, thinking “How do you know I don’t have rehersal?” You stare daggers at him “Because your partner will be here dumbass! putting this truck away......forget it” You roll your eyes, turning back to Joshua “Get up, clean this, and just....” you clench your fists “put milk on a delivery for tomorrow.” You feel large hands on your shoulders, Hyunjin’s colonge fills your nostrils. His hands run down your arms, “Come here” he gestures to the front. You take a deep breath as you follow him through the door and outside. “I'll come back” he states, your eyebrows scrunch in confusion. You shake your head at his offer “It's fine, you really don’t have to I’ll be fine as long as Joshua just stays behind the register.” His eyebrows scrunch together “He’s staying?” you nod casually “Yeah, he’s helping me put the truck away I havent seen him in a while”  

“I-I can cancel” Hyunjin blurts, you shake your head in response. “Hyun, it’s fine I literally can just put the truck away with Karina and make Joshua work the register I should have known better than to have his scrawny ass help me unload it” His hands wrap around your arms as he locks eyes with yours “I want to help babe I can cancel” his voice is soft. “Dont. Hyunnie its fine really you don’t have to.” You brush your hair out of your face. “I usually do it alone anyway im just never here to unload it my brother usually does it” The sound of Hyunjin’s ringtone sounds through the air, he pulls it out of his pocket. Your heartbreaks at the contact's name, Ye-na's name sat with the red faced emoji. He quickly locks the screen, shoving his phone back in his pocket. You stare at the ground “I should get back” you state hastily pulling yourself away from him opening the door. You feel a hand around your wrist

“Babe--Have a good practice” you cut him off forcing your wrist from your hand and make your way back inside.

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You were greatful for Karina, even though you now owed Jisung $100, you had finally finished getting the truck put away. Jisung having left as soon as it was unloaded as per his agreement with Karina. Your mother had sent you a text about Yeji visiting her, which you had appreciated tremendously. You had sent Karina and Joshua home at close, which was over an hour ago. Opting to do the closing procedures and cleaning projects. Purposely ignoring your phone for the majority of your shift, not wanting to confront what you had seen on Hyunjin’s phone. You knew you had a plethora of unread messages; you didn’t understand where his now oddly attentive behavior came from and as much as you enjoyed it; you didn’t understand why now? Why when you’ve finally begun to open your eyes to how messed up your relationship did, he want to put effort? You didn’t know. You’ve finally opened your eyes to everything and youre not sure where you stand at this point. Why was her contact saved like that in his phone? Well, you know why it was saved like that, but has he used it?  

You groan to yourself as you struggle to empty the mop bucket, the water splashin all over your pants as you dump it down the floor drain. “Fucking great” You grumble to yourself. Your foot slides slightly as you make your way out of the back room with a sigh. Giving the store one more passover before grabbing your things and making your way out the front door. The soft wisps of wind kiss your cheeks as you lock the door behind you. You jump as two hands circle around your waist a squeak makes its way out of your throat. Quickly whipping yourself around and pulling yourself from the person's arms. Your nervousness calms as you see Hyunjin standing there a confused expression grows on your face.  

“W-what are you doing here?”

“Is your phone not working?” He questioned. A dejected look plastered on his features; his eyebrows scrunched together as his plush lips drew into a pout. Hyunjin felt confused, why hadnt you answered his messages? You always answer him; you’ve never gone longer than 30 minutes without responding. were you actually mad about Ye-na calling him? Did that Joshua guy keep you occupied to the point you forgot about him? Who was that Joshua guy? Hyunjin couldn’t help the tightness in his chest, he had to explain he couldn’t just let things linger he knew that. He tried to explain that he just forgot he had her number let alone had her saved like THAT. But you had left so quickly, as you pulled away from him Hyunjin felt like his heart was going with you. He needed you to know there was nothing with Ye-na. It’s the whole reason he came here, but as he stared at you his mind was drawing a blank. He didn’t know how to approach the topic, let alone how to explain but he knew he needed to. He’s hoping you’ll just forget about it. He’s hoping him showing up and trying to fix this fucking mess that hes turned your relationship into would fix this.  

He’s worried you're going to wake up one day and realize you didn’t deserve this. That you were so much better than to deal with his bullshit and leave him. His heart clenched at the thought, he couldn’t let that happen. Fuck he wouldn’t be able to handle that, he loves you. He only began considering the notion recently but today reinforced the insecurities Jisung had drunkenly planted in his head a couple weeks ago at some party. He had been talking to some music production major who he hadnt bothered to learn the name of before Jisung drunkenly stumbled against his shoulder casually whispering Karina and Yeji were also in attendance and had seen him. It was the first time since you guys had gotten together that he felt an overwhelming sense of panic. He had only been in a conversation, honestly pretty casual but the girl was making her interest pretty known and had been a little closer to Hyunjin than he would have liked but he was used to those types of things. Ever since he had hit puberty women had flocked to him and made suggestive gestures. He enjoyed the attention and the lack of effort it took to get them into bed without having to commit to something, it felt amazing. He was happy with casual sex with no feelings on his part. Of course, there were the select few that wanted more than he wanted to give them, and he’d successfully curb the whole drama aspect before it started.  

Being with you was different, for some reason you were the only girl that didn’t get her hopes up the first time. You had avoided him, ignored his flirty remarks, and never gave him the time of day for a while afterward. Hyunjin had to convince Jisung and Changbin to ‘casually’ stumble upon your group of friends at break so he could see you. Only completely lucking out when Jisung had taken an interest in your best friend Karina and he could use Jisungs interest as a way to see you, but after the first couple of times you had disappeared, and he had to start all over again in his pursuit to get close to you. He’d never wanted someones attention so bad, sure he had still flirted here or there but after being with you he wanted to only be with you time and time again. So, when he had found his opportunity to get you alone, he immediately took it. He needed to be with you in some way, he couldn’t get over how perfectly your body had fit into his, how your nonchalant attitude about everything and your acting like it never even happened only made him want to scream in the middle of the quad that it did. That you had given yourself to him and in turn took a part of him with you. That you were different, and he wanted no one but you so why werent you giving him the time of day? Why didn’t you want him? Everyone wanted him, why not you? Why not the one person he wants?  So, when you finally had given in to his advances, he knew he had to do whatever he could to keep you around. It started off (in his mind) as casual sex to him, a quick way to get off and have a good time but then almost immediately after he found himself getting annoyed with both Jisung’s and your former dance partner, Lee Minho’s, flirty comments to you. He quickly realized for the first time he wanted more. He was over the moon when you agreed to be his girlfriend, but for some reason he found himself keeping things at a distance. Like if held on too tight things would break, he didn’t realize he hadnt held on tight enough until that night at the party.  When, Jisung started slurring about how your friends were definitely going to tell you that theyd seen him with some girl and that him and her looked like they’d probably hook up tonight; Jisung practically cheered that Hyunjin would probably be single again and they could have all the fun they wanted. Hyunjin felt bile rise to his throat as tears burned his eyes at the idea. You wouldn’t leave him.............right? Jisung looked worriedly at him, “Wait, are you okay?” Hyunjin took a harsh gulp of his drink his eyes drifting back to the cup. “She-she wouldn’t break up with me...” he mumbles sadly. Hyunjin had ended the night on Jisungs couch with tears streaming down his face at the idea of you leaving him and he couldn’t understand why.

He couldn’t understand the tightness in his chest and the need to call and beg you not to break up with him. He’s never felt the need to explain himself to anyone but for some reason he can't help but feel like he had to this time. He needed you to know nothing happened that your friends misunderstood. That you were the only person he cared about that he loved you. He wanted to tell you so badly that he realized it that night, deciding only to say it if you were to mention the party but you didn’t. You never broke up with him and he never had to reveal himself to you like that.  

Having Ye-na call him and to have you pull away like you did, brought him back to that night. He didn’t even want to leave when you had gone inside, he wanted to call Ye-na and cancel. You needed his help and he wanted to help you so why werent you taking it? Why did he never even know about this place? He’d walk past it so often with Jisung and Changbin on his way to and from his dorm. How had he not known that not only do you work here but it's your mother's store? Of course, he knew little tidbits about your mother's condition and your brother's situation. But why did he not know about this? He didn’t even know you had a job, honestly, he’d never even thought about it in the grand scheme of things. How long has your mother had this store? Had you always worked after you left him when you guys walked together? Did you always close this late and have to walk by yourself? The idea made anxiety raise in his chest. You wouldn’t have walked alone......right? Youd have at least called him, he tells himself. “Were you going to walk home by yourself?” he questioned worriedly. You nod a confused look grows on your features “why wouldn’t I?”  

“it's late, you could get hurt what do you mean why wouldn’t you?” His voice is full of worry. “Hyun, I do it all the time nothings ever happened im literally 10 minutes from my dorm” You state matter of factly, starting your journey home. “Why wouldn’t you call me? Why would you think it's okay for you to do something so dangerous?” He found himself growing more and more angry as the words came out. “Would you have even answered? It's not like you have before” you scoff as you begin speed walking as you roll your eyes at him. He has some fucking nerve.... you think to yourself. Hyunjin stood frozen in place at your words. A conflicted expression sitting on his face as his heart clenched. He didn’t realize how tired you actually were, not until now at least. Had you called him to walk you home before? Had he not been there for you when you needed him? “Babe....” he called dejectedly, noticing your retreating figure. “Wait! Talk to me” he exclaimed as he rushed to catch up with you. His hand encasing your wrist turning you to look at him. “Im sorry I didn’t mean---I don’t want----fuck im sorry okay” he apologized behind teary eyes and a shaky breath. “I-I—please just call me next time okay” you look at him worriedly, your heart broke at the sight. “Hyun are you okay?” your hand grasps his bicep. Your eyebrows scrunch together.  

Fuck......he was in way deeper than he thought.

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Lee Felix is the absolute worst.  

You completely regret agreeing to let him make the rehearsal schedule. He was an annoying thorn in your side everywhere else, but a complete drill sergeant in the studio. Early morning rehearsals, during break, after classes before you go to work, after work. The days you don’t even have classes you have rehearsals, due to the overly nitpicky boy. You thought you were over-prepared, until you met Felix. You did appreciate the fact you both would not be happy until the whole dance was perfect in both of your eyes. BUT the guy seemed to forget you had a social life and other priorities even though he himself has now not had a choice and worked a shift at your mothers' store with you. You hated that the longer you guys continued your crazy rehearsal schedule the less and less time you had to see Hyunjin and your friends. You had finally convinced Felix to allow at least Karina and Jisung to watch the rehearsals and give critques. He was oddly warmly welcoming to the two, yet only asked for Karina’s opinion on the dance.  

“Honestly, when it gets to the bridge Felix I can see you a little off with the timing can I see you run it again like just you this time?” She states professionally completely emerged in her dancer mindset. You gave a sigh of relief before laying completely on the ground, chest heaving as you reveled in the break you had finally gotten. You noticed Jisungs eyes on you “can I help you with something, Hanji?” he sat quietly his arms crossed over his chest “Do you like this guy or something?” He asks accusingly. You sit yourself up rapidly “What the hell did you just say to me Han Jisung?” your tone is no longer friendly. A scowl sitting on your face. His expression follows yours “Do you. Like. This. Guy. Or. Something?” He repeats behind gritted teeth “Did you forget I have a boyfriend?” You growl your arms crossing over your chest.  

“No. It sure seems like you did though”  

“You’re fucking joking, right?!”  

“So why isnt Hyunjin allowed to be here? Why is it only you two all day every day? Are you cheating on Hyunjin?” He snaps before standing up and clenches his fists. Your resolve breaks at his questions, you jump to your feet your hand quickly connecting with his cheek “ASK, FELIX! IVE BEEN ASKING FOR THE PAST TWO WEEKS FOR HYUNJIN AND ALL OF YOU TO FUCKING BE HERE! AND IM NOT YOU OR HYUNJIN OR CHANGBIN THAT CAN JUST FUCK RANDOM PEOPLE AND BE OKAY WITH IT! AND YOU WANT TO SIT HERE AND DEFEND YOUR FRIEND THAT DOESNT EVEN GIVE A SINGLE FUCK ABOUT ME ENOUGH TO LITERALLY DO ANYTHING BUT FUCK ME AND LEAVE! GET OUT JISUNG! NOW!” Karina and Felix step inbetween you and the boy, Karina’s arms wrapping around your waist holding you in place so you couldn’t get another hit on Jisung. “YOU OBVIOUSLY DONT KNOW YOUR FRIEND WELL ENOUGH JISUNG! IF HE HAD A PROBLEM THEN WHY IS HE FUCKING YE-NA?! WHY ISNT HE THE ONE HERE SAYING ANYTHING? BECAUSE HE AND YOU DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT MY RELATIONSHIP! FELIX KNOWS ABOUT HYUNJIN! HE KNOWS I WANTED MY BOYFRIEND HERE AND TO BE WITH ME FOR MONTHS! HYUNJIN IS THE REASON WHY HYUNJIN ISNT HERE CAUSE EVEN IF I ASKED HIM TO COME, HE WOULD HAVE SAID NO LIKE HE ALWAYS FUCKING HAS! SO WHY BOTHER ASKING ANYMORE?! YOURE LOOKING FOR A REASON FOR HYUNJIN TO BE SINGLE! YOU KNOW WHAT, YOU GOT IT! YOU AND YOUR FRIEND CAN LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE” you growl ripping yourself from Karina’s arms grabbing your bag and storm out the dance studio.  

You notice Hyunjin and Ye-na, in conversation as they casually walk in the direction you came. Hyunjin’s eyes meet yours, a concerned look growing on his face. As you got closer to the pair, he extended his arm to try to stop you “Baby you okay whats wron--” his words are cut off by you quickly shoving his hands away and continuing on your path facing him. “Ask your best friend. And just leave me alone” you scoff as you turn away from him. “Wait, what?” he called after you “BABE!” you kept walking, ignoring his calls. Shoving your way out of the Dance building, you keep your legs moving, your eyes plastered to the ground as you walk toward the exit.  

“Helmet!” You hear call from behind you, you shake your head and keep going. “Y/N! Come on you know I don’t run that fast” Felix whines. You halt your movements, tears welling in your eyes as Felix encases you in his arms. “I’m sorry......” you cry into his shirt. His hand pets your hair “what happened? Me and Karina are so confused” you shake your head not wanting to get into it “It’s nothing” He scoffs in amusement “Nothing. If it was nothing, then why did you hit Jisung like that? And why did Hyunjin come into the studio absolutely fuming and lose his shit on Jisung? what happened?” You took a deep breath, taking a seat on the stone wall behind you, before explaining the parts you understood. Why Hyunjin went into the studio and yelled at Jisung wasn’t your business nor did you have a real explanation for it. But you were greatful for Felix, though your friendship began as more of a rivalry thing you both had learned to appreciate the others insights and each other as a dancer. And after you had finally returned his helmet (after 4 days of him asking about it) you began to notice how nice and funny he actually was. You now found the nickname Helmet almost tolerable and gotten to know him over the past month. “well, Jisung is pretty rude to think you were my type, Helmet” Felix jokes nudging your shoe with his, You playfully smack his arm “Youre an ass.....but I just got so pissed because like Jisung KNOWS everything about my feelings for Hyunjin And for him to act like he has a right to ask me questions like that—tch.” you explain “and with YOU?!” you fake a gag before guilt sets in “but I didn’t have to hit him”  

“You acted in the moment, and you’ll apologize later” He smiled “Can we go back and run through it one more time though? Karina telling me I was off is really getting to me?” He begs

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You felt absolutely drained. One more run through turned into 2 more hours of rehearsals. Your body ached as you wiped the sweat from your brow. “One more time," he said. I'll be on beat if we do it one more time” you sneer toward Felix, who stood in the center of the room hands on his knees as he gasped for air. “Shut. Up.” He groans between breaths. “yeah, sure Lix you think you got it cause im not sure if I'll be able to do another run through” you groan “At least im not doing no damn flips that’s for sure” you state hands on your hips. He shakes his head as he makes his way over to his bag grabbing his water bottle out. You finally checked your phone, only to see a flurry of messages from Karina and Hyunjin. Sighing to yourself you click on Hyunjin’s notifications.

Opting to ignore Hyunjin’s messages, you decide to see why Karina had blown up your phone.

You roll your eyes at her last question, of course that’s what she’d be worried about.  

You respond before putting your phone back into your bag and saying your goodbyes to Felix. You were happy your dorm was a short 15-minute walk from the campus, spending majority of the day in the studio was not ideal. You couldn’t wait to take a shower and lay in bed forgetting about this whole day. You had no clue why Jisung had acted the way he did, but you still felt terrible about hitting him. You werent sure as to why he immediately assumed you were intimately involved with Felix, while he was an attractive guy, he 100% was not your type and you were definitely not his.  

You felt utterly stupid, for even begging for him to even be accepted by Felix in the dance studio, you can see why Felix was so reluctant he wasn’t a dance major, so he’d focus on things that werent important. You had argued that he’d probably sit quietly on his phone, you wished you would have just accepted Felix’s offer to let Hyunjin sit in, due to his also being another top dancer in our class. You were so tired of thinking about it and just opted to not let anyone but Karina into the studio from now on.  You were happy that the walk went by in no time, but you were halted as you saw Hyunjin sitting on the ground next to your door. His eyebrows scrunched together eyes not leaving his phone. You sigh as you slowly make your way over, Hyunjin noticing you as you stand in front of your door unlocking it. “So what? youre not talking to me anymore or something?” He scoffs, you can hear hurt in his voice. “I don’t have time to deal with this right now Hyunjin” you stoicly explain. Hyunjin couldn’t help the crack in heart at the use of his name. What did he do? Why were you treating him like this? Jisung couldn’t say much behind his panicked stammering so Hyunjin couldn’t understand what happened.  All he could get was Jisung was sorry, and you wanted nothing to do with him anymore.  When Hyunjin heard that he couldn’t hold himself back quickly grabbing a hold of Jisungs collar, “WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!” He had lost himself; he knows that, but you had never not talked to him. You’ve never pushed him away let alone told him to leave you alone. He didn’t know what happened with Jisung and You, but he knew he needed to figure out why his whole relationship had gotten put on the line.  

“Just tell me what happened!” he begs his hand grasps your arm, his free hand caressing your cheek “Babe, talk to me” you feel tears well in your eyes. Hyunjin’s arms encased around your figure his hand caressing the back of your head as you struggled to hold back tears. “Can I bring you inside?” He asks softly, you nod against him tightening your grip on his waist. He let out a sigh of relief, he stood there for a moment enjoying the feeling of you in his arms. You fit so perfectly in his arms, just knowing youre accepting him again has his heart racing so wildly he knows you can hear it. And for once he doesn’t care. He just wants you to talk to him again, look at him so brightly like you always did. Just the simple act of you using his full name made him almost burst into tears. He didn’t know why you were angry with him, but he knew he wouldn’t let it last long if that was the result. Hyunjin never wanted to feel that sense of panic again. He reluctantly let you go as he entered the code to your door. You slowly trudge your way in until you finally enter your room, dropping your bag, you lay yourself down on your bed. Hyunjin slowly follows behind you before placing himself over you. His hand strokes your hair “Whats going on baby?” his voice was soft as your eyes connected. You noticed the concern sitting deep within them. You shake your head “Nothing its nothing” you sigh. He gives you a frustrated pout “Babe. It's not nothing” he eggs on “Please tell me what happened please” your arms wrap around his neck as you press your lips against his pulling him closer to you.

He responds quickly taking control pressing you deeper against the bed, you moan against his lips as his hand runs up your side. Your tongue traces over his bottom lip, he allows you entry.  Your tongues battle before he gains dominance. Your fingers playing with his hair, pulling yourself closer so he can have more access to your mouth. He moans at your taste, “Fuck baby we need to stop” he pulls away slightly placing his forehead against yours. Both of your breaths are heavy “why?” you whine before placing soft kisses against his throat. “Because I need to—fuck—know what happened” he stated behind gritted teeth. You knew his resolve was breaking, you just needed a little push. With faux disappointment you sigh “Fine” before signalling for him to let you up. You stand outside the door to your private shower pulling your shirt off. “What are you doing?” He asks behind a suspicious glint in his eye as he lays himself on your bed, his hand behind his head as he kept his eyes on you. You shrug as you pull your leggings off “Felix made me spend literally all day in the studio I need to shower youre more than welcome to my bed apparently” you state sarcastically a sly smirk on your face as you enter the bathroom leaving the door cracked slightly.  

Hyunjin could hear the shower running, his eyes stayed stuck to the door. He knew what you were doing, he knew it, but he couldn’t stop himself. How could he when you were literally offering yourself up on a silver platter? He already had to force himself to stop when you kissed him, he took a moment to revel in your taste. Fuck, he was addicted to your lips. His cock twitched at the sight of you stripping for your shower. His hands were shaking as he continued to stare at the partially open door. He could just come in at any time if he wanted, yet he couldn’t tell if it was intentional. You’ve never been a tease, not with him at least. You always gave into him and his advances, but you’ve also never left the bathroom door open if you were showering. He wanted to come in so bad and feel your naked body shiver under his touch. He could feel his determination growing thinner and thinner the longer he imagined your petite figure, completely naked and from how badly you made it seem like you wanted him he knows more than just your body is wet. He knows he has to maintain his composure so he can get real answers from you, so you know this wasn’t just sex to him. That you could tell him what happened and he’ll do whatever he could in his power to fix it; but the more he thought about it, you seemed to not even care about your words to Jisung and allowed Hyunjin inside, you held onto him with tears in your eyes in the hallway, you had kissed him and not the other way around. Maybe you didn’t want to talk about what happened with Jisung, and if it doesn’t seem to be ruining your relationship anymore, maybe he shouldn’t bring it up again.  

His resolve absolutely crumbles like the lost city of Troy, you exit the bathroom drying your hair, towel in your hands and not wrapped around your body. Hyunjin could no longer control the need to be inside you, to feel you submit to him and let him give you immense pleasure. He rapidly jumped from your bed and behind your naked figure. His hand immediately ripped the towel from your hands and tossed it across the room, taking the opportunity to grip your hair forcing your head back almost sitting on his shoulder. “What are you doing?” he growls behind hooded eyes. You look up at him innocently, “nothing daddy” you state sweetly, his hand smacks down harshly on your ass causing you to squeak and jump at his action.  

“Dont lie to me, baby” He warns in your ear. You can feel yourself practically dripping in excitement, you had to contain your smile as Hyunjin fell perfectly in your trap. You knew you’d at least be able to do some form of seduction at some point in the time he chose to be here, you just didn’t know it would just ta cke a simple shower with the door open to completely break him. You figured you were going to have to do more, but you were happy you didn’t have to work so hard for it. “I-I’m not I just took a shower daddy” you reaffirm. “It seems like you just want to be punished, I know what you’re doing” He loosens his hold on you “On the bed. All fours. Now" he demands as he forces his shirt over his head, and you quickly rush over to the bed and position yourself. You feel his hand caressing your ass before sliding down toward your entrance.  

You feel his fingertips on your core, your legs shake in anticipation. “You’re fucking soaked but you weren’t doing anything?” He quips “Acting like a bitch in heat is nothing?” You stay silent, whimpering as he growls at you. You can feel his fingers teasing your slit, you push yourself back against his hand to add some pressure to your bud. “Fuck---you want daddy to fuck you huh?” He groans as he feels your juices all over his fingers. You nod excitedly, only to be met with another harsh smack of your ass. His hands grip your hair forcing your head back “Use your words babygirl” Your eyes burn with tears “D-daddy f-fuck me please” you beg.  

“I'll be so good for you I promise, I need you inside me please daddy” He could feel his pants growing exceptionally tight, quickly forcing them down.  “I would prep you baby but fuck it's been way too long since ive fucked you” Rubbing his tip against your slit, before gliding himself inside of you. Your head is thrown back, your mouth hangs open; a loud gasp is released from your throat. Hyunjin’s eyes roll to the back of his head at the feeling, fuck he didn’t realize how long it had been until he was finally back inside you.  

“S-so fucking tight baby” He groans as he gently glides himself out before thrusting harshly back inside you immediately hitting your sweet spot. “Fuck daddy” you moan “It's so big, feel so—ngh—feel so full” your need to adjust to his size completely gone from his mind at your words as he begins rapidly attacking your core; his hand with a death grip on your hair as he forces you back on his cock. His free hand taking a hold of your waist to keep you right where he wanted you.  His eyes traveling to where your bodies are connected, He throws his head back as his mouth hangs open. He almost, heavy on almost, grabbed his phone and had this moment saved in a hidden folder he kept of similar images and videos you had sent him. His pace is unrelenting as he revels in the practically pornographic noises coming from your throat. “Fuck youre doing so good baby come here” he moans as he pulls himself out of you and lays on your bed. “Come ride me baby” He looks at you, a pleading look on his face as he stroked himself.  

You quickly straddled his lap; he presses his lips against yours as you ease yourself onto his length. His arms immediately wrapping themselves around your waist pressing your chest against his. He whines against your lips at the snail pace you’ve chosen to go. His eyes watering with tears at the need to fuck you into oblivion. Your moans and taste only doing more to drive him deeper into insanity. He was so fucking happy you didn’t even think about a condom, the warm velvety feeling of your walls on his bare cock being the only thing he could focus on. His mouth follows after yours as you sit yourself up on his chest, your hands placing themselves on his pecks before speeding up your movements. Hyunjin could tell by how tight your pussy had gotten around him, the way your eyes rolled, and your head hung back that you were close. His hands place themselves under your thighs lifting you slightly as he pounded rapidly into your core. “FUCK--its—it's too much. D-daddy im gon-gonna---Cum for me baby. Fuck please cum around my cock baby.” His voice strained. His vision blurred as you came undone around him.  

Quickly, flipping you both over; pressing you against your bed legs wrapped firmly around his waist as he chased his high “Fuck!” he exclaims “Who owns this tight little pussy?” he groans against you. “Y-you do daddy” you moan weakly. He can see you struggling to keep your eyes open at the harshness of his attack on your core. His hand wrapping around your throat “Fuck can—can I cum inside you baby?” He bites his lip, his tone is soft almost inaudible, yet you still heard him and eagerly nodded and begged for him to finish inside you. He buried his face in your neck leaving wet hungry kisses against it as he felt the familiar tightness in his stomach.  

“Fuck baby im gonna fucking breed you so well” He groans against your throat. “You want that, babygirl? You want daddy to fuck a baby into you?” he can feel you tighten around him at his words. You can feel the knot forming in your stomach, your arms wrapped around his neck as he pressed your bodies closer together. You felt his fingers on your clit bringing you closer over the edge.  “You take daddy’s cock so well—nghhh—fuck I-I--” His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he climaxes deep inside you. Reattaching his lips to yours his hand caressing your face as he pulled himself out of you. Your legs were shaky as you stared at his figure disappearing in the bathroom only to return with a washcloth.  

Hyunjin’s mind was all over as he helped clean you up. He almost told you he loved you, he mentally face palmed. That was the last way he wanted to tell you how he felt. His worries quickly fading as he sees your fucked out form, struggling to stay awake as he cleaned you both off. He watched you turn to your side back to him before laying himself back into your bed for the first time since you two had gotten together. His heartbreaks at the confused look you give him as he wraps his arms around you. You open your mouth to say something as he quickly cuts you off before you can say anything “Im staying” he states softly kissing the back of your head  

“Get some sleep baby”  

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To say you were anxious would be an understatement.  

When you had received the email from your professor after you and Felix were able to present your routine stating you and Felix would also be in the schools showcase and representing the dance program with your outstanding choreography, you had completely rejected the idea. Not only would that put a hindrance on your mothers not knowing about you majoring in dance, but you would have to dance kinda of sexy with Felix, infront of the whole University and whoever else decided to come to the well-known showcase. BUT Felix seemed really excited about the whole thing and was happy to have been the chosen pair over Hyunjin and Ye-na. Who were also contenders for the top pair in your program, it had been months ago but apparently your first effort as partners really impressed the instructor and she had informed a friend of hers at JYPE who will now be watching the showcase.

Your heart sunk into your ass as you stared out the curtain at the large crowd. You noticed the smiles on the crowds' face as Jisung, Changbin, and surprisingly Bang Chan (who apparently is also a music production major) finish up their set. Your eyes scan the crowd, you notice Yeji, Karina, and Lia all placed in the front row eyes wide with pride and excitement. Your hands are shaky as you nip at your bottom lip, a habit only done in your nervousness, you rub your palms against your dress. You can feel Felix’s eyes on you “Do I look as nervous I feel?” You question looking at him pleadingly. He scratches the back of his neck as he looks everywhere but you. “Yongbokie~” you whine extending the pronunciation of his name with a stomp of your foot. He places his hands on your arms looking directly into your eyes “Dont worry remember im right there and weve done this so often you can do it in your sleep”  

“PLEASE HELP US WELCOME LEE YONGBOK AND PARK Y/N FROM OUR DANCE PROGRAM” Your eyes widen at the introduction. “Showtime” Felix’s sings as he walks toward the other end of the stage as the music begins. You stand frozen taking deep breaths as you and Felix stare at each other from across the stage, he gives you a reassuring smile and thumbs up as you both make your way out into the public eye.  

(Song- Breathless- Luke James and Jude Demorset)

Yeah Oh yeah Oh, honey Why you looking like that

Didn't I tell you I'd have you hooked By the morning you'll be coming back, oh

You both take slow fluid steps as you walk toward each other, eyes on the other until you reach him, you make a flirty smile as you place your hand across his chest on his shoulder his hand around your waist as you circle each other eyes locked.   Oh, baby Why you making that face Like you didn't accept that my body would have you so out of place Oh, baby

You remove your arm from him, turning your head away as he wraps his arms around your waist from behind. As you step toward the front of the stage, with a soft lift of your leg behind you between Felix’s legs as his hands grab yours while you dip and sensually lift yourself.   Honey, don't worry You are on your way to heaven Just relax (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

You both pull away and begin making your way to opposite sides of the stage as the music comes to its climax. Your heart no longer shaking, as confidence fills you. Before launching yourself across the stage, toward Felix’s waiting figure. You aerial once you were near him landing perfectly infront of him, your dress flowing beautifully with the choreography.

I don't wanna hurt you I just wanna blow your mind Tonight Imma leave you breathless Breathless (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Felix’s arms wrap around you as you gracefully turn in his arms, your head bent back whilst your arms are in 5th position. You backbend landing into a split.  

Girl I know I'm a rebel Really hope that you don't mind I just wanna leave you breathless Breathless (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Felix’s hands help guiding you up as he guides you back up to your feet over your head turning you both around slowly as you extend your arms a smile plastered on your face as you flip yourself over his head and back onto your feet

Baby, I don't bite

Felix’s steps are smooth and fluid as he steps toward the front of the stage his hand coming up to cover his chin and mouth as he faced you his other arm wrapping around his torso

Maybe I'm lying But I promise I'm gonna do it right, oh

on beat his head goes faces each side his arms moving gracefully as he extends his arm to the crowd before spinning and giving the audience a flirty smile and wink as he extends his hand toward you.  

Honey, don't worry You are on your way to heaven Just relax (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

You point your toe as you walk toward him, your arms moving with the beat before Felix grasps your hand and lifts you over his head. Slowly turning you around as your dress adds another beautiful element to the choreography. You smile at each other at the use of the dirty dancing lift. You both struggle not to laugh as he guides you back down. I don't wanna hurt you I just wanna blow your mind Tonight Imma leave you breathless Breathless (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Baby I know I'm a rebel Really hope that you don't mind I just wanna leave you breathless Breathless (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

You spin your arms guiding your spin before you jete. Standing on one foot as you lift your leg behind you extending your arm up into an Arabesque. You drop to one knee both of your arms crossing into an X over your chest as you tuck your head. You bring your head up elegantly, as your arms extend over your head and back flip into a standing position your arms straight up. You turn into Felix’s arms, his hand wrapping itself around your waist as you place your hand on his chest, your faces inches from each other as the song comes to a close.

Your chest is heaving as you hear the roar of applause from behind you, turning to the crowd you take a hold of Felix’s hand taking a bow before pulling him off stage. A large smile playing on your lips, Felix is giddy as you guys made it off stage. You wrap your arms around his neck “That was fucking awesome!” you declare as Felix laughs in disbelief. You smack his arm as you pull away “How were you so calm? you werent nervous at all?” You question, he scoffs at your words “I WAS TERRIFIED! Theres a scout from JYP out there I was fucking terrified, you couldn’t tell?” he exclaims. Your eyes widen in disbelief “NO! FELIX!” He shrugs as he lifts his hand to point behind you. You turn your head in the direction he was pointing in only to see Karina, Yeji, Lia and your mother and brother running up to you. Your heart sinks at the sight of your mother, you look at the ground in embarrassment. Karina is the first to reach you wrapping her arms around your neck “You were fucking amazing! Is this why Felix is such a dick about people coming to your practices” She exclaims giving a small playful glare to Felix. He rolls his eyes at her words “What the hell are you talking about I’ve invited you” he argues as she removes herself from you. “Guys---” your words are cut off by Yeji and Lia wrapping themselves around you.  

“You did so good!” they exclaimed; you laugh at their insync jinx. Your eyes drift to your mother and brother standing behind them, wide proud smiles on their faces. You pull yourself away from the two. Trudging your way over to them, you look at the ground. You feel your brothers' arms wrap around you, “I-I’ve never seen you dance before” his voice is filled with tears you notice the lack of liquor smell on him, only a strong colonge. You feel tears welling in your eyes. “Why didn’t you tell me?” You can hear the heartbreak in your mother's voice. “Eomma!” you cried as you wrap your arms around her “I'm sorry...I wanted to tell you! I did but you were so disappointed at the idea I didn’t want to hurt you” you cried. She shook her head as she wrapped her arms around you “you could never disappoint me, I'm sorry for making you feel like you couldn’t tell me" She wiped your tears “You’re an amazing dancer, you remind me of your father”

“Hi Im Felix” Felix exclaims excitedly extending his hand toward your brother a large bright smile on his face.

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You were greatful for the showers in the female dressing room.  

After your overwhelmingly emotional moment with your family, you quickly rushed into the dressing room, undressing and quickly making your way into the warm water waiting for you. You can hear the dressing room open, the murmur of voices making their way into the vanity room. Choosing to enjoy your shower you grab your shampoo and lather it onto your hair. You hear a crash from the strangers in the next room.  

“Ye-na what is going on?!” her friend exclaimed as you heard more crashes from the room. You hear a pause before you hear the familiar screech of Ye-na's voice “I just don’t get Hyunjin, I thought we were like going somewhere but apparently not” she snapped. Your ears perk up at the sound of your boyfriends name. Your eyebrows scrunch in confusion. “what do you mean?” her friend inquires. “I mean he had no problem sleeping with me at the party the night before we started classes and now all of a sudden I don’t fucking exist!!” your heart breaks at her words. He slept with her.....tears well up in your eyes. He slept with her the same night he slept with you. You scoff in disbelief.  

“Wait doesn’t he have a girlfriend?” her friend questions. You press yourself against the shower wall, waiting in anticipation. Your heart pounded against your chest, your hands shaky. Your shower long over but you were frozen in place under the rapid cascade of the water.  “He said they werent anything serious” You could hear the smirk on her lips. Nothing serious? You heard the door close. Turning the water off, you slowly make your way out of the shower. Grabbing onto the towel you allow the tears to fall. You feel your body trembling as you hold the towel against your chest, leaning against the doorframe. Nothing serious..... that’s what you were to Hyunjin. Nothing serious. Pulling your phone out you see new messages from Felix, your tears cascading down your face. Quickly responding to him you pull your long sleeve skin tight shirt and black sweats on.  

You hear a soft knock on the door. Wiping your cheeks you crack the door slightly, only to be met with a set of soft concerned eyes staring back at you. Once his eyes landed on your sobbing form, he wraps his arms around you pulling you into his chest. You sobbed against him as he cooed in your ear. “what happened? You were just so happy what changed?” He questions. Sniffling as you pull back you explain what you had overheard. You notice a change in his demeanor, his fists balled up at his side. “Youre kidding right?” He growls behind a clenched jaw. You shake your head as you grab your bag “Can you please just bring me home?” you plead. He runs his hand through his hair. “Arent you going to talk to him?” He inquires. Shaking your head rapidly “Not....Not now” You state dejectedly “Not today”  

“Honey, theres no day but today.”  

“Ill do it another day Lix forreal I cant handle anymore right now”  

He shakes his head “No. Youre doing it today. Theres literally no day you should even do it but today. You don’t think hes going to figure out youre avoiding him?”

*PING*  

Your phone sounds. Seeing his contact name pop up you open his message.  

Quickly, locking your phone without responding you turn your attention back to Felix. “Can you bring me home? Yes or No? Cause if not I have to leave now while I still havent seen him”  

*PING*  

Rolling your eyes at his nerve to be annoyed. “Felix~!” you beg as your phone goes off once more. Irritation filling you at his words.  “Fine, BUT you owe me” Felix groans pulling your attention away from your phone for a second. “nice to know your profiting off of my misery some friend you are....” You groan as you finally respond to Hyunjin.  

You smile to yourself at your petty use of the nickname you called Felix that Hyunjin absolutely hated. Feeling quite proud of yourself as your phone goes off with countless messages now being ignored. Walking with Felix out of the auditorium and into the parking lot you see his familiar black and red motorcycle. You hesitate at the thought of actually getting on it. Felix grabs his spare helmet and holds it out to you. Grabbing a hold of the item you feel a hand wrap around your wrist and turn you around. Your eyebrows scrunch together as you force your hand out of the persons grip. Your heart cracks once more as you come face to face with Hyunjin, an irritated scowl on his features. “Is there something you want?” You growl.  

“Yeah why the fuck are you going home with Felix?” He snaps back. “Woah, okay dude relax she just asked me for a ride home” Felix quips from behind you. You can see the fire in Hyunjin’s eyes “Are you my fucking girlfriend?!” he spits. Felix chuckles to himself “She wont be your girlfriend for long....” he mutters under his breath as he rolls his eyes. “Y/Nie~, ill wait over there for you just let me know when your ready to go” Felix states calmly as he wraps one arm around your shoulder giving you a small side hug before ruffling your hair and walking over to the bench by the entrance.  

You nod softly before looking at the ground. “What the hell is your problem?!” you snap, you notice the confusion on Hyunjin’s face. You’ve never really truly yelled at him before so to say he was shocked would be an understatement; but his shock was soon replaced with anger as he growls “MY PROBLEM?!” you nod before shoving him back slightly “Yeah! Your problem. Why are you such a dick to Felix? Hes been nothing but a good friend to me, and you always act like such an ass to him for literally no reason”  

“Why cant you see he wants to be with you?!”  

“WHY DOES IT MATTER?!” You snarl “Its not like we’re anything serious right?”  

You cant help but feel guilty as you see hurt flash across Hyunjins face “We’re- we arent anything serious?” His voice is laced with pain. “Why would—why would you say something like that?” you notice tears in his eyes his voice growing shaky. “Its what you told Ye-na right?” You stare at him, tears filling your eyes as you remember why you wanted Felix to bring you home. “what?......” His voice is so small its almost inaudible “w-where did you hear that?”  

“So its true? Nice to know” you state matter of factly crossing your arms over your chest as a stray tear makes its way down your cheek.  

“N-no! I didn’t--I wouldn’t---I never told that to anyone. I am serious about us” He declares in a panic as he reaches for you, you take a step back. “Babe....” He pleads. “i swear I-I never said that to Ye-na" you shake your head at him lifting your hand “And shes just so delusional that she thinks you two slept together as well right?” Sarcasm drips off your tone like venom. His face drops his mouth hanging open to say something before closing it again unable to find the words. You scoff at his hesitance “So you did. You slept with her?” He steps close to you once again you step back.  

“not recently......”  

“Please just—just delete my number” Your hurt obvious in the way your voice cracks, Hyunjin’s tears begin to fall “What?” His voice is shaky “N-no. Why?” you shake your head in disbelief “Because you cheated on me Hyunjin are you stupid or something?”  

“No I didn’t I swear! Baby I never cheated on you, me and ye-na was a long time ago before us please belie-believe me” His hand finally is able to wrap around your wrist pulling you into him burying his face in your neck. You shake your head as you attempt force your way out of his arms “Let. Me. Go.” You growl. Hyunjin shakes his head as his arms wrap around you tighter “No! No I cant” he cries “I cant youre going to leave” you continue your fight as you feel your shirt growing wet, Hyunjin’s form now trembling. “please! I cant lose you please.....I would never---I could never cheat on you please don’t go please just listen to me” He sobbed. You look over to Felix signalling him to come back and start his motorcycle. You shake your head “I cant. I cant do this anymore Hyunjin”  

“NO! Stop please im Hyunnie, your Hyunnie. Please, please I don’t know what else to do babe I didn’t cheat on you. Im serious about us im so fucking serious about us please believe that! I cant lose you, not like this, not because of her I swear nothing happened with her in so fucking long. I’ve only been with you. I only want you please at least let me prove that” He pleads as you hear the roar of Felix’s engine. Finally pulling yourself away from his arms, you take one final look at Hyunjin’s face. He still looked absolutely perfect, even as he cried. Your heart raced as you felt his lips press against yours. Your resolve almost crumbles as his lips moved against yours, the taste of his tears mixing with your own. Pulling away he presses his forehead against yours his hands on either side of your face. “Im sorry, I just cant trust you.” you cry, he shakes his head “please don’t do this, I love you please” he pleads, youre heart breaks at his confession. Taking a step back. “let’s........break up” you declare softly as you hop on the back of Felix’s bike and tap him signalling for him to drive away.  

Ignoring the flurry of calls and text messages now flooding your phone you allow the tears to fall completely and whole heartedly, you sob into Felix’s back.

#hyunjin angst #hyunjin smut #hyunjin fluff #stray kids angst #stray kids smut #stray kids fluff #skz hyunjin #skz felix

[mhathotfic]

I mentioned merging these and now I can’t not do it so here’s toxic baby daddy Bakugou

Warnings: toxic relationship, dubcon, manipulation, afab reader with she/her pronouns, unprotected sex

Paring: Katsuki Bakugou x reader

This relationship was messy from the start

They honestly couldn’t even call it a relationship in the beginning

It was a “friends” with benefits situation, playing loss with the term friend

They never really got along except for when he had her face down ass up or her legs over his shoulders

Really, she only dealt with him because of his dick

So the cute coworker she had eyes for finally asked her, she didn’t hesitate to break things off with Bakugou

Who was livid about it

Months of sleeping together, trying his hardest to get on her good side so she’ll want more than just dick

And she throws him to the side so easily?

At least she tried to

She was meant to be done with him, but she got pregnant fast with new guy.

Too fast

Her estimated conception time didn’t line up with when they started dating let alone sleeping together

It couldn’t have been his which meant

“How far along are ya?”

Bakugou was way calmer than she expected

Truthfully he was ecstatic

“3 months”

He looks at her with what interpreted as stony gaze so she continued in hopes of assuring him she’s being honest

“I’ve been with him for a little over a month now so it’s not his and—”

“You’ve been crying”

“Well he dumped me so.…”

She brings a hand up to her face as if expecting to discover she’s shed a few tears again and he tells her he knew because she always acts tough like nothing bothers her when she’s been crying

She doesn’t know why he cares or why she offered up the information so easily.

But before she questions him he’s talking again

“Fuck him then, all that means is I don’t gotta beat his ass to keep him away. His loss anyways”

She assumes he’s joking to try and cheer her up, but he couldn’t be more serious

He regretted letting her slip away and now that he’s knocked her up

She’s stuck with him for the rest of her life

He’ll be sure no one tries to take her away from him again

He gives a month before he’s insisting she moves into his guest room and offering to help find an apartment that’ll accommodate her and the baby when they’re born

He didn’t expect things to move so fast after that

But your hormones drive her crazy and her libido goes up like crazy

And well…

He already knows how to fuck her right, and a warm body against hers feels so much nicer than her lonely little bed

And he definitely wasn’t complaining

Especially when she bit her lip and said the condom wasn’t necessary if she was already pregnant

It was nice

Like he wanted to make love and not just fuck her

Whispering dirty praises into her and playing with her clit and telling her how gorgeous her and her growing baby bump are

It’s easy to forget how much of an ass he can be when he’s like that

Easy to say yes to him when he asks if she wants to try a real relationship

But then they start arguing over stupid shit

And she starts remembering why they weren’t official before

Snd locks herself in her borrowed room and he wonders why she has to be so combative with him

Nothing ever gets resolved though because they always end up fucking about it in the end

By the time their daughter’s 2 birthday comes around she’s been moved out and they’ve broken up for the past year but it isn’t easy

Unfortunately, it’s almost impossible to get over him and his dick when she has to see him often, and he knows it.

He’s a good father, his daughter clearly comes first with him so she tolerate him being in their lives still

Because kids deserve to know and love their father

And doesn’t think their past is reason to keep him away

He’s well aware of that too

He knows she’s“over it” but not over him and he’ll be damned if he let’s some fucking loser extra come into her life and play house with his family.

So he keeps them at bay and flaunts the fact he’s the current number 2 hero and they aren’t on his level

Then reminds her of just how charismatic and charming he can be when he tries to be

Pushing all the right buttons and saying all the right things to get her to let him in her bed again.

She tries so hard to fight his seduction but she’s still fixated on him

Much to disappointment and displeasure, she finds she still in love with who she thought he was and sees parts of it in the way he is with their daughter

It’s hard getting over the past when you see glimpses of the future you could have had all the time after all

So yeah, when another date turns out to be a bust, she often finds herself comforted by the man who embodies her poor taste in men as well as the good

And unfortunately she tends to forget about the bad in the relationship and let’s him take her

In her defense

He’s an incredible lover

He’s attentive in bed, paying close attention to all her reactions and responding accordingly

He’s never too gentle or too rough, he’s a perfect in between in pace

And god the way he fills her out, she’s certain if a divine entity were to make a perfect cock it’d be his

#katsuki bakugou x reader smut #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou x reader smut #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader smut #tw toxic relationship #tw manipulation #tw dubious consent

[elijahslittleprincess]

~So desperately blind~

Pairing : Larissa Weems x reader

Its pure angst / with happy ending really buys it's cute!

Warning : None really reader is just stewpid~

It all started when you met your new botanical and science teacher, Marilyn Tornhill. She was passionate and enthusiastic about plants, she loved teaching and had so much care for her students. Really the woman was a real angel and you immediately felt a bond when the both of you first chatted.

What surprised you the most though, was the fact that this bond you felt seemed to be quite reciprocated. It didn't take long before the both of you started seeing each other outside class to read about plants or eat together. It was really amazing how you were getting along and apparently, this fact attracted the attention of a certain principale.

She had summoned you to her office later that day, claiming she had seen the both of you and that's when she told you about her fears toward Marilyn's. You were stunned at first then totally pissed and it ended up in a heated fight.

~Flashback to the argument~

Y/n Love, Can't you see she's in love with you, it's such an evidence!

I mean she's looking at you the exact same way that I do!

You rolled your eyes and groan before talking with an annoyed like tone.

And how exactly are you looking at me Larissa?!

Your tone seemed to take aback the women because her voice froze for a second, her lips agape and a hurt like expression on. Then she just murmured something delicately.

I...I look at you like you are my whole life Y/n...because that's what you are for me.

You looked at her with surprised after that, you definitely didn't expect that when you asked. Your traits soften and you felt your heart melt at her words for an instant. It almost made you forget the topic for an instant and your anger desapeared in a cloud of smoke. Until...

I know what being in love with someone look like darling and I can't loose you to someone else y/n. I don't share and I don't like to see you with her, it makes me anxious and I don't trust her.

There. Your anger suddenly was back in full force and you felt like hitting the wall aside of you for a second.

Larissa for fuck sake! Marilyn is not in love with me and I'm done with that conversation. I can't deal with your moody jealous fit that are unjustified by the way. I'll see you around!

You left without saying anything else, just exiting the blondes office totally undignified and pissed about her accusations toward your friend. You just knew Marilyn wasn't enamoured with you and you couldn't believe Larissa's was that toxic. I mean, trying to keep you from having a friend really!?

~End of flashback~

Since that argument, your relationship had degraded quite fast. Larissa had taken her distances with you, hurt by your words and offended that you chooses to believe Marilyn instead of her without a second thought. Larissa wasn't sleeping in your common bedroom with you anymore, you weren't eating together at lunchtime and she barely talked to you during the days. Your life was an empty space now without her. You felt incomplete and it was hurting you more and more every day. You started to regret what had happen and feel quite guilty about it all. To be honest, it was eating you alive every day that was passing without her. Yet you didn't do anything about it, even if you craved to see her again and wanted your relationship to get back the way it was, you couldn't let her win. It would just send the message that you thought her fears about Marilyn were true. It couldn't happen, because it wasn't true. Marilyn Thornhill wasn't in love with you.

That's why you didn't stop spending time with her. Actually, you started seeing her even more after the incident. Of course you didn't informed her about what happen between you and Larissa, in fear of making yourself look like a fool but yes you got even closer with you dear friend. That fact made your inner lost and heartbreak bearable at least while you figured what to do to make things right again.

But then, it happened. What you have denied for the past week and lost the love of your life for.

Marilyn one night came to your office, all pretty and smiling innocently at you, then she had walked in and circled your desk to come and stand just in front of you. Still sat on your chair you looked at her in pure interrogation, wondering what she wanted from you at this hour. Then, out of nowhere the ginger women had took your face between her finger and placed her lips on yours surprising the shit out of you.

Panic took over you the second you realised what was happening and you pushed her off you quite hastily. Your face was frozen in place and you had a pure expression of incredulity on. It couldn't be real right. She didn't just kissed you...that was just a dream. Yet, it wasn't and your botanical science teacher had in fact really just kissed you.

Larissa was right...all along and you didn't believed her. You betrayed the only person you loved more than life for...for Marilyn.

Oh god.

You stood up instantly at the sudden realisation of your mistake, hoping it wasn't to late. You didn't even cared for the women that was still on the ground just in front of your office chair and shooting excuses asking for forgiveness. She didn't mattered anymore. Larissa was the only thing that you had in mind anymore and you needed to fix the mess you made.

You rushed out of your office faster that you had tough yourself capable of, then you literally ran to you girlfriend office, eyes full of tears and feeling worse that you ever had.

What if she didn't loved you anymore. What if she wouldn't forgive you after what you did and just push you away.

The only thought of it made your body want to crumble on the ground and increased your pain at the point you had to keep yourself from stopping in your track.

At some point you arrived in front of Larissa's office door and you nothing but literally hit on it has many time you could muster before she opened to you.

Her expression was cold and hard at first when she stood in front of you at the door. Yet, rapidly when she saw your state, her walls crumble right down and she let you in.

At this point you were a pathetic sobbing and whimpering mess and you could barely muster any words.

The blonde took you in her arms no matter how much the situation between the both of you was complicated at the moment and started shushing you to calm down. Her delicates voice making your body shudder and tremble because of how much you missed hearing it. Instinctively you cling yourself to her body has much you could and tried to sozzled your sense with her sent to calm down.

Shhh, It's ok my love you are fine don't worry I got you now.

She said with her honeyed voice while tangling her hands in your hair to shoot your nerve down.

She was everything. The only thing you needed more than breathing and you couldn't even manage to find a reason why you had acted like this with her. You didn't deserved her.

After a while of whispering reassuring words to you and leaving soft caress to your skin, you finally manage to get a hang of yourself.

Then, with a shaking voice you started talking and explaining everything that happened to her hoping that she would still love you after all this. It was your only hope...

I..I'm so sorry Riss I should have listened to you and stop seeing her the second you told me! I'm so stupid, I love you sooooo much I don't want to lose you I can't loose you I love you to much for that and I won't survive it if I can't be with you again.

These past days have been a nightmare and I felt so guilty but I was to blind to see that Marilyn really loved me! I can't believe how fucking stupid I was! please please forgive me I...I don't deserve you I know that. And you definitely shouldn't be with me because you deserve better that someone that isn't listening to what you say and treat you like I did. But...I love you so much I won't survive to see you with someone else and I can't live without you.

God I'm so sorry Larissa.

There, you were sobbing again and this time it was even worse that before. It sounded like you were dying inside and you had difficulty to breath.

Larissa that had listened to everything you said and that was still holding you against her, looked at you with a pity that you didn't deserve at all. She loved you and seeing how bad you felt for everything made her anger disappear. She just wanted to hug you to her to feel you close because god knows how much she missed you since you two argued. Yes she still felt hurt by your betrayal and of course she would need time to trust you again after that. Yet, she never stopped loving you more that anything and she still wanted to be with you. So she took your wet face between her hand and raised your head up to look at her. When it was done and your irises met, the tall blonde you love just kissed the tip of your nose.

I forgive you my dumb little love. But, please promesse me it's the last time you do that to me...it really hurt to feel betrayed by the one you love.

You let a little smile appear on your lips at her words feeling all hope back up and your love for the women exploding.

I promesse Rissa I'll never do this again I just want you and that's all I will ever need.

Your girlfriend at this smiled at your and leaned back into your space, laying a kiss to your lips this time. You whimper in pure bliss at the contact and at her taste, before kissing her back with enthusiasm forgetting about everything else.

After all, she was by now the only thing you wanted and you felt like the making up night following this kiss was going to be quite long...

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(It’s time for a 4halo ramble and analysis into their current relationship! Everything that follows is about the characters, I’m not using the q! because I’m lazy. I also want to repeat that while I am a 4halo shipper this entire rant is me explaining why I don’t want them to get together right now or anywhere in the near future. I don’t really consider this 4halo neg but let me know if you want me to tag it as such - they have the chemistry and in a distant future I could see it - but the fluffy 4halo that everyone seems to be imagining right now? I can’t see it happening. Toxic 4halo is another story entirely though and not what this ramble is about)

Okay you have been warned (THIS IS LONG):

not saying I’m not a huge 4halo enjoyer because. I am. But I do hope they don’t actually “become canon” or get into a relationship for the foreseeable future. Because the only realistic way that will end is in a giant, heart-wrenching break-up after like. 2 weeks. And I don’t see the ship recovering from that I’m gonna be honest.

Look. They can barely communicate as they are right now, any kind of committed relationship between them would end in fire and brimstone - especially when you take into account the power imbalance that is already causing problems.

Forever has not apologized for jailing Bad, even though Bad has asked for it (a rare show of communication on his part) and he might not apologize ever because he thinks he’s in the right. Somehow Cellbit is the only one to have apologized despite being the one calling for Bad’s head the most during the actual furniture incident. Anyway, Bad knows Forever thinks he’s in the right. And Bad also knows Forever wielded his presidential power to keep him jailed - so if Forever’s not sorry and he believes he was right, what’s to stop him from doing it again - in Bad’s mind, that is. There are actually quite a few things keeping him from doing it again, chief among them being that he doesn’t want to lmao. But Bad wouldn’t know that, would he?

I just- The imprisonment hurt Bad’s trust in everyone so badly that he destroyed every waystone in his base - and he when he found out Pac had someone gotten in anyway, he destroyed the waystone again. I don’t think people understand how long he’s been contemplating doing that. I don’t think people understand how many times he’s decided against destroying his waystones. It takes a pretty big fuck up to get him to do that. It takes a fuck-up of pretty tremendous proportions. And he did that last bit with Pac extremely recently too, which means he hasn’t forgotten.

And that - the whole furniture fiasco - that’s not a misstep that will just smooth over if Bad and Forever just care about each other hard enough. They already care about each other deeply - it didn’t stop the conflict. It’s not something everyone can just sweep under the rug with the power of love and no actual communication. Or at least I hope it’s not. It shouldn’t be. Any relationship the two get into right now will be steeped in distrust and wariness on Bad’s part due to the amount of power Forever can choose to use against him at any moment. And even if Forever hadn’t imprisoned him, that would still probably be the case, albeit to a much lesser extent. But Forever did imprison him, so now Bad’s not only wary of Forever turning on him in a hypothetical sense - he has past experience with that exact scenario. He has reason to distrust. It’s not paranoia in this instance; it’s genuine, rational distrust, which is even harder to alleviate.

By the way, that’s not even taking into account that Bad now knows of the existence of a drug that can brainwash Forever into potentially abusing his power against his own will. Think about how scary we all thought the drug-induced marriage proposals were. Think about how much scarier it would’ve been if Bad and Forever had actually been dating at the time. I’m not going to get into the risus potion here, or what implications it has for Bad’s trust in Forever - or more accurately, the trust he has in Forever’s position of power - because that’s too fucking complicated for my silly brain right now and this is long enough.

So basically: how is a relationship between a president and an anarchist supposed to work? Is Bad supposed to shut up, abandon his core principles, and do whatever Forever wants? When he opposes/attempts to help Forever improve the voting system he’s not being ‘immature’ - he’s acting in perfect accordance with his own belief system. There are points where he does act antagonist in an immature manner but in those instances he is very obviously being dramatic on purpose (and Forever does it as well). Him thinking Forever’s voting system isn’t fair isn’t him being immature, it’s just him being politically opposed. And Forever - what about Forever? Is Forever supposed to throw away his entire presidency? Oh, Bad’s an anarchist so that means Forever has to give up everything he’s worked so hard to accomplish, all the plans he has, all the good he’s desperately trying to do despite the fact that the nature of his position is scaring his loved ones away? He’s supposed to let everyone boss him around? Just because his crush hates government? Really? See, none of these options sounds particularly healthy, but their friendship isn’t even healthy right now so I can’t see them somehow reaching a better alternative.

Idk if you couldn’t tell I don’t like it when people non-jokingly boil down Bad and Forever’s political arguments as something that’ll be solved if one of them gives in or apologizes. Because they won’t. Because neither of them is wrong. Forever was partially right when he told Bagi that nothing he does as president will ever satisfy Bad - Bad is an anarchist, the fact that a government has been forced on him in the first place is already a fundamental problem - and that’s not wrong of him! It’s a genuine difference in beliefs and neither of them is wrong! Bad is not somehow automatically wrong because he’s an anarchist, and Forever is not somehow automatically wrong because he’s the president. Grrr bark woof grr bark, etc… you get what I mean.

(TLDR; if 4halo becomes canon right now it’ll crash and burn instantly and kill everyone on board which I don’t want to happen. Therefore I don’t wish for it to be canon.)

#please remember that while forever has the title of president the position is actually comparable in power to that of a king #he can actually do whatever he wants the only thing stopping him is his morals and the federation #and while q!forever himself may not realize that #q!Bad definitely. DEFINITELY does #and he’s behaving under the assumption that ‘morals and the federation’ is not a very strong power balancing system #partially because of his own moral code and what he would do in that position but even still he Knows what ‘president’ actually means #qsmp #qsmp analysis #4halo #taking minecraft political relationship drama WAY too seriously #q!badboyhalo #q!forever #neither of my perfect boys have ever done anything wrong ever and I refuse to accept otherwise

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𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻 - #𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲 𝘂𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝗼𝘅𝗶𝗰 𝗯𝗳 !!

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: you have been in a toxic relationship with scaramouche, and eventually he gets fed up with you so he breaks up with you. but he can't help but... miss you?

well, that would be too bad for him, considering you're starting to feel things for your dreamy best friend, cyno.

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“how fucking stupid can you get.” scaramouche spat out rudely, looking down at your crying body on your floor.

“so pathetic… always so pathetic…” he looked down at you for another moment before clicking his tongue. “i cannot stay here any fucking longer.” 

he glared a the door. “i’m gonna go get some fresh air.” he muttered, walking away from your weak pathetic self.

and as soon as he left you broke down into even more tears… you couldn’t help but wonder,

what did you do to deserve this?

nothing. scaramouche was just a dick and you were just too helpless to fight him… to fight for yourself.

you couldn’t even recognize him now to be honest…

where was the boy you once fell in love with? gone.

he ended up using you just like everyone else… and it was pathetic of you to even stay with him. 

pathetic. 

at least scaramouche was right about that, you were pathetic. 

***

today was your anniversary, marking two years with your darling scaramouche.

except this year there was no celebration, just another painful day filled with screaming and yelling. 

you doubted he even remembered it was your anniversary… whatever. 

“hey! [name]! get your head out of the clouds and look at me!” he yelled, glaring daggers at you. 

“sorry scara… i mean scaramouche.” 

he was about to continue talking when he stopped, letting out a shaky breath. 

“don’t ever call me that again…” 

you nodded… but your heart ached, you wanted to fight for that cute nickname that you so tenderly called him… when you were in love.

back then he would blush and be all giddy when you called him that… but now… things have changed. 

“anyways what was i saying…? oh yeah... about that doofus who ruined the lunch you made me.” 

he then continued talking, you didn’t bother listening though… it wasn’t worth it. 

you didn’t like hearing the voice of a man who you loved and hated far too much… 

***

months pass, and you thought things would change... but scaramouche remains the same, cold and heartless towards you.

you didn’t care about anything else, you just wanted to go back to a time when you were happy with him. you wanted to please him again...

you weren't even taking your own health and needs into mind anymore.

“are you even listening?! i said i want to break up with your dumb ass!!” you heard him screech.

oh… so that’s what he had been ranting about… you weren’t paying attention, again.

“oh…” you could feel your heart aching but you sighed. “alright let’s break up.” 

and without another word he began picking up his things and left… ah so this is what he had been packing up for.

you bit your lip, feeling the warm tears stream down your face… as you looked around the apartment you once shared.

it felt nice to finally be free from that monster… but it all felt so empty.

there was no scaramouche.

well… at least not your scaramouche.

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