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wjhik · 9 months

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Pussy (Jude Bellingham)

A/N: Angsty one

Warnings: Slightly toxic jude; pushy reader; very light injury

Y/N's POV:

Jude knows I'm not a virgin. Him and I were best friends for so long, but we got romantic, technically more confused, about 2 months ago. I kissed him on a drunken night, and then he stayed the night with me. Not sleeping with me though. Then he popped the 'what are we' question. I've liked Jude for a while, but I can't help but feel like he doesn't feel the same way. He's not that romantic with me. He doesn't want to take me on dates or get me flowers, but he always wants to be touching me or have me touching him. He never calls me his, but never lets anyone near me. I've asked him about a relationship, and he explained to me how he moves around too much, and he only wants the best for me. I understand where he's coming from. If he just wants to stay friends, I get that. Even if he just thinks of me as a bootycall, I get that. At this point, I don't even know what he wants. He refuses to have sex with me.

Jude is sitting with me on my couch. He has his head on my chest and my hands are running through his hair. I've been staring at the back of his head for the past 5 minutes, contemplating our relationship. My train of thoughts is interrupted by Jude asking me the time. "8:32. Why?" I ask him. "I'm gonna go out with the boys at 9:30. I think they're bringing the girls, too. You're welcome to come." He tells me. Jude had his friend group and I had mine. Him and I have known each other forever, but we introduced our friends to each other a few years ago. We all turned into one huge friend group, some of my friends dating his, so our hangouts are usually quite fun for both of us. "Yeah, I'll come. Let me get ready."

"Hey, babes. You coming out today? Did Jude tell you?" Milly asks me. I put my phone on speaker phone and continue doing my makeup. "Yeah, he told me. I'm getting ready now." I tell her, brushing my cheeks with a rosy pink. "Alright. Need a ride? Jane and I are sharing an Uber. Want to share with us?" She asks me. "Nah, it's alright. I'm coming with Jude." I reply. "Ooohh. Juju's bringing his missus?" Jane, in the background, says in a singsongy tone. She's obviously already begun her drinking for the night. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever. See you lot there. Love ya's" I tell them, hanging up.

"Ready? Whoa." Jude says, looking up from his phone, leaning against the door frame. He walks over to me and wraps his arms around my waist, his face in the crook of the neck and swaying us back and forth. "You look and smell amazing, love." He says, placing a light kiss on my neck. I can feel my stomach doing somersaults. This is the most affection Jude has given me basically ever. "We should go." He says, pulling away from me. I immediately feel cold when he leaves me, and I don't think it's because of my barely-there dress that I have on.

"A round of tequila shots for the table, please!" Maya orders for the table. "Sooo..." Milly says, nudging me. "So, what?" I know what. She's going to ask me what Jude and I are and then get disappointed by my answer. "You know what, Y/N!" Jane says before going to take a sip of her boyfriend's drink (which she's drinking due to the ban on her buying one for herself), which is quickly snatched away from her. She pouts at him, and he explains how he'd like to see her alive by the end of the night. Those two bicker like an old married couple. It's more adorable than anything. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever, Josaiah. Anyways, how are you and Jude??" Jane says, brushing her boyfriend off her. "Same old..." I say, disappointedly stirring my martini. "You guys haven't even had sex yet? After he dragged you out of the club last weekend for dancing on that guy, I thought you would for sure get a good fucking." Milly says, shocked. "I thought so too, but apparently not. He just gave me a lecture about how 'guys can be dangerous' and how I should be more responsible." I say, finger quoting him. "Literally, who the fuck is this guy?" Phoenix chimes in, dropping the shots she received from the bar on the table."He's always loving on you and shit. Why can't he just commit?" She says frustratedly. She gets more angry about how guys treat me than I do. She's always been super protective of her girls. "He's not even worth your stress. Bottoms up." Milly says, passing out the shots to everyone, not including Jane to avoid an earful from her boyfriend.

"What are you pretty ladies up to?" I look back to where the voice came from. I see Jude and Alex standing there with their drink in hand, not paying a single ounce of attention to me. "Hey, baby." Phoenix replies, avoiding eye contact with Jude, still upset at his treatment toward me. Alex walks up to his girl, placing a hand on Phoenix's shoulder, giving her a kiss. Gets up to sit with her boyfriend on the other table. Alex takes this opportunity to sit next to Phoenix. Jude, however, continues looking for a seat. I make some space next to me and call out to him. He locks eyes with me and I pat the booth chair. Jude sits down and scoots next to me. I look around me to see all the happy couples loving on each other. Jude is talking to Toby when I cling onto his arm like a baby koala.

"Jude!! Come dance with me!!" I say, high on adrenaline. All of a sudden, this sad night turned into a very fun one. The DJ played some of our favorite songs and my girls pushed me to dance with them. With enough alcohol in my veins to keep me confident, I agree and I'm having so much fun. Jude shakes his head at me, sipping on his drink. I roll my eyes and walk over to him. I grab his hand and pull him. He leaves his drink and friends behind as he resistingly walks with me. I start dancing with him, and it gets a little more heated than expected. He has his hands on my hips, damn near at my ass, and my arms are slung around his shoulder. I move my hand to his face and he looks away from me. I grab his face with both my hands and make him face me. We lock eyes and I kiss him. At first, he's timid and resistant, but after a while he eases into him. I hear a few shouts and catcalls from his friends before I decide it's time to go. I'm sick of this playing around shit. I'm going to get what I want from him today. What we both want.

I push him against the door and kiss him hard. His hands are hovering over my ass, but not touching. What is this guy so scared of? I break the kiss and reach behind me. I keep eye contact with him and grab his hands and put them firm on my ass. "Mhh...Y/N, we shouldn't..." He moans into my mouth. "Why not?" I say, grinding against him. He pushes my hands off him and grabs me. He kneels down to my eye level. "You're drunk." I sneak a light kiss on his lips. "I'm not. And neither are you. Don't be a pussy." One thing about Jude is that he doesn't get mad, but when he does, he is scary. He's a 6'2 professional athlete. As gentle as he is, he can hurt you if he wants to. One thing you never want to call Jude Bellingham is a coward.

I can see Jude's eyes go dark as that leaves my mouth. I know it was a bad idea, but I need a reaction from him. He flips me over and slams me against the wall I had him pinned against just a second ago. I hit my head relatively hard against the wall. I look away from him and the back of my head with my hand. This is quickly stopped with Jude's hand being wrapped tightly around my throat. The breath is stolen away by him. This isn't the reaction I expected, but it's better than nothing. "Say that shit again. I dare you." He says. My hands are pulling at his much bigger ones around my neck. "You're. A fucking. Pussy." I say, in between gasps for breath. Jude's grip tightens around my neck. He pulls me towards his face. I feel his breath fanning against my face. I see something in his eyes that I can't identify. He lets me go roughly, making me hit my head again. That was really aggressive, but maybe he just likes it like that. I don't mind. I look up at him, his eyes much softer now.

I lead Jude into my bedroom after that very rough interaction. I sit him down on my bed and get on top of him. "I'm sorry." I tell him. Maybe I went too far. I shouldn't play about stuff like that. Jude starts loving on me and apologizing. He's kissing my neck. "Mhh. It's okay. I liked it." I mean, I didn't love it, but it's Jude, so it's okay. I take off my dress and go in to kiss him. I feel him get hard underneath me. That's a good sign. He bucks up into me as I kiss his neck. I take off his shirt. He has his hands spread out, not touching me. Normally he's all over me. Maybe he's not like that while having sex. I start grinding on him and he's letting me, but still not touching me. I feel his semi go completely soft. What happened? Maybe I should suck him off. Guys like that.

I unbutton his pants and slip them off. I reach for his dick and squeeze it. "Y/N." Jude says in a serious tone. I continue stroking him through his underwear. "Y/N." I hear again. "What, Jude? What is it??" I ask him, desperately. I pull my hands away from him. "We shouldn't do this. You're drunk." He says. What is wrong with this guy? I'm barely tipsy. He's so open to shut me down when I want something, regardless of how I feel, so if he doesn't want this he can just say it. "Jude. I am fucking sober and we both know that!" I yell at him. How come the one time he needs to shut me down and shut me out he can't. Jude quickly jerks me off him, leaving me to fall to the bed, hitting my head on the headboard. "Fuck!! What is your fucking problem?!" I ask, rubbing my head. I basically have a concussion at this point.

Jude's POV:

How do I tell my best friend that I'm madly in love with that I'm scared to have sex with her? Not because of her or anything she's like, but I don't want to hurt her. Not emotionally. I would be the best boyfriend to her. No one could treat her better than me. Physically. She's so small, and I'm so...not. I get up, ignoring her cries of pain. I walk around the room to find my shirt. "Jude!! I'm talking to you!" I hear from behind me. Why does she have to make this so hard? Just let me leave without a fight. "Why won't you fuck me?! Or date me?! Or anything?! Man, all you fucking guys are the same! You take what you want and then leave before you get too fucking scared!" Ouch. Her voice sounds shaky. I hope she's not crying. I finish buttoning my shirt and grab my pants. "Jude, please..." She sounds scared. I finish putting my pants on and grab my shoes. I sit down at the end of her bed where she lies. "You're a fucking pussy." Does this girl not learn? I finish putting on my shoes. "Why can't you get it in your fucking brain that I don't want to hurt you? I've seen what guys have done to you. Who's going to be your Jude when I do that to you? That's why I won't date you. And I won't fuck you because I'm me and you're you. You were wrecked every time your 5'6 whiteboy would fuck you. Crying to me about how your legs, and your back, and your arms, and whatever the fuck else. I'm not going to be the one to do that. Not to you." I look down at her as I stand up from my place on the bed. She looks crushed, tears running down her face.

Y/N's POV:

Wow. I am an asshole. I see Jude's remorseful but exhausted face. I don't even realize that I'm crying. "I'm so sorry, Juju." I say, reaching for his hand. He sits down next to me. I tuck myself into his chest and he rubs my head, where he hurt me multiple times. As I start to doze off, I feel Jude getting up. "Where are you going?" I ask him. He walks out the bedroom door. I quickly get up and put on my robe and house slippers. I see Jude at my front door with his hand on the doorknob "Jude?" I ask him. Without even looking back at me, he turns the knob and walks out. Wow. Maybe I wasn't wrong about him.

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 17 days

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aita for canceling on a friend?

my(16m) friend(16?) invited me to go to an event with them a couple of weeks ago. Their granddad paid for our tickets (£6 each im p sure). However, they gave me zero information about this event until today, the day before, when i had to ask them to tell me what time were leaving, I was told 10am-ish. They gave me no further info despite my asking. There are a few reasons i eventually decided not to go:

1. we have very different interests, and this is a fandom-based event

2. i am autistic, and very much dislike not having a plan (they said we could figure it out when we got there)

3. i am disabled, and cant stand still or walk for a while without ending up in pain

4. this event is on a sunday, which means i will have no time to relax and catch up with sleep before school (and i am y11, so need to ideally be at my best since gcses are in approx. 8 weeks)

5. this is a very minor reason, but this friend is incredibly awkward to do things with because they refuse to assert themself for anything, which can be a nightmare (especially since wed be sorting what we were doing when we got there, which would lead to both or one of us being unhappy)

6. i would have to wake up at around 8am, which is not great for me since i enjoy staying up late and sleeping 10–12 hours when i can because im so exhausted from school.

Of course, if they cant find anyone else to go with them, i will pay them back for the ticket if possible. I feel i should also add that me and our other friend (16f) are typically the ones to organise events and hangouts (always at my house) and we always give the needed details asap, and this friend is always extremely unreliable about it.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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forgetmenots0250 · 1 year

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Hello! I was wondering if you woild do a Vance Hopper x male reader please. Something along the lines of fluff like hanging aroung the Grab n' Go/in school or hangin out together would be great. If not, totally understand. If u do do this request take your time and don't feel pressured to do it :) Thank you in advance if you decide to do this request

Male reader x Vance Hopper

Sorry for taking so long I got a bit distracted and now doing all of my requests :)

You met Vance at Grab n Go when you were playing the pinball machine and beat his high score

He burned his eyes through your head before you offered him to play next

He was honestly surprised to see your calm response and attempted to put a quarter in just to see you already pop one in

“On the house bud!”

You gave a wink and a charming smile

That was the first thing that made his heart skip a beat, he immediately turned his head to the game as he hyper-focused on winning just to not think about these feelings he doesn’t know how to deal with and refused to at this moment

You were impressed by how good he was and even encouraged him

“Holy shit! You are so good!”

“You’re great Vance!”

Vance was not prepared to receive praise from anybody no less from the boy who just winked at him and treated him like a person

So when you continued to praise him he gripped the machine 3 times stronger as he tried to focus on the game as he slightly felt your breath on his neck

Why did he have to have his hair up on today of all days? You couldn’t tell how his cheeks flushed slightly when you got a little closer to see the score once Vance lost he looked up at his score to see he beat your score

“Hell Yeah”

Wow you beat me!”

You almost jumped in place as you smiled

“Cool, it's my turn isn’t it?”

You stepped closer to the machine being closer than comfortable for Vance making him step away to let you play

After switching back and forth with the machine you two became close friends

After a while you became more than friends and more than having a friend with quarters to spare (you were this man’s wallet for a while)

Before you two would hang out near the pinball machine not even playing it but sitting on it and just talking and enjoying each others company

Usually grabbing a drink and play with the machine or sit on it and talk

Maybe grabbing a snack too if you guys felt like it

Sometimes Vance would just play as you feed him some of your snacks

You guys were comfortable with each other even before becoming more

You both confused to each other at the same time and made you both laugh and giggle for a while

You both accepted each others confessions and you snuck a quick kiss before you ran off

Vance quickly ran after you

Once you two were boyfriends it didn’t really differ from before, the only difference was that you two became even more comfortable with each other

Sometimes you sat on Vance’s lap or Vance sat in yours just melting in each others touch

Having sleepovers was a common occurrence and hangouts

Sharing gossip at school whispering and giggling to each other

You like braiding Vance’s hair once he’s done brushing his hair

Vance does not let anyone brush his hair, not even his mom

Vancve has one of those brushes with wooden bristles

Takes about 10ish minutes to brush it out

How Vance brushes his hair: Parts his hair in half them starts at the ends till he’s brushed it out a couple of times and adds conditioner

You find it relaxing watching Vance brush his hair and you are absolutely bashful when Vance lets you even touch his hair for the first time

The first time you did Vance’s hair you put it in pigtails

Vance then then threatened to never let you touch his hair till the day he dies if you do it again

Ÿou really hoped it was satire but you took it to heart

You then braided his hair and he thanked you

You grew out your hair so Vance could braid your hair too

Vance likes running his fingers through your hair

You like to bake and Vance is on standby not really knowing what to do

He still tries to help (with your instructions)

Brownies and cookies are your go to when baking

Vance adores your browning but he really likes your freshly baked bread

Vance has a sweet tooth but loves your fresh bread even if it doesn’t have sugar

Some times you bake at 3 am and you’re just sitting near the oven staring into the oven window while crouching and Vance walks in and just stares at your shadow for at least 15 minutes before joining you on the floor not saying a fucking thing

Even when you two were scarfing down the baked goods no words were spoken

Not even when returning to bed

Only after you two were settled in bed did Vance say something

“Why the fuck you up at 3:28 am making cookies?”

Vance said it so nonchalantly that you only responded when Vance nudged you

“Couldn’t sleep, plus impulsiveness”

Vance only thought for a moment before responding to you

“Reasonable”

That was his only answer as you both fell asleep in each others arms

At school you two almost always together talking and things of that nature

Vance even spends lunch with you since before he would always just leave school but he stays for you

There is a rumor that you two are dating but no one dares to confirm with THEE Pinball Vance Hopper

You don’t really care for the rumors and besides you don’t get shit for it since you’re “friends” with Vance

Some people just approach you just to ask about Vance, mostly girls about wanting to date him and boys trying to get on his good side

You hate that you have to constantly test people then then you found your people

In the classes you have together you always sit next to each other

Always talking to each other

You two actually get in trouble for talking so much

Got detention together but it wasn’t too bad

Rainy season is your favorite but even so, inconvenient

You always have an umbrella on you

You share your umbrella with Vance since he refuses to being one at all

Rainy walks with Vance always eases your mind

You two don’t even need a specific destination you guys just walk around town

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yueisyum · 1 year

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Favourite moments (dtai)

Note: These are basically just memorable conversations between mc and haechan. They are all different times throughout the years of their friends ship- but all before the winter trip. Remember that these are moments that the reader doesn’t want to acknowledge. Things that she can’t come to terms with yet.

Any more questions? LMK! any suggestions? LMK! Any feedback? LMK!!

(After you meet jeno and the friend group, you had spent two years with them. They consider you family now. And as much as you hate to admit it, they are your family.)

Johnny had hosted a hangout party on Friday night, you had a lot of fun and ended up sleeping in Johnnys bed while he slept on the floor. You woke up at lot earlier then you wanted to. Your phone said [6:48am]. You tried to fall back asleep but ended up staring at Johnny’s ceiling for 15 minutes. So, with a long groan you literally crawl out of bed and head to the living room.

You could hear the sink running and dishes clattering.

Who the hell would be doing dishes this early.

Haechan…

“Oh! Good morning” he smiles when he sees you. You glare at him and sit at the breakfast nook. “This doesn’t count as morning” you declare, dropping your head down onto the counter. “No?” Haechan laughs and turns back to continue the dishes. You look up to eye him and his clothes. “You wore that yesterday…did you sleep?” you comment and he chuckles, glancing at you. “You wore THAT yesterday too”

You look down at your outfit and realize your in the same sweatpants and top from yesterday as well. “But I’m glad you cared enough to notice”

“Oh shit, I probably smell” you lift up your arm to see if it’s obvious. Ignoring his comment in the process. “You always smell y/n. You can use my shower if you want, I have clothes if you need em” he’s still cleaning some cups and plates, placing them in the second sink to dry. “Why are you being so kind today?” You narrow your eyes at him and he turns to look at you. “I’m always kind”

“You told me to kiss your ass yesterday” you remind and he snickers at the memory. “Because you told me my ass is flat, I can’t have anyone insulting my back side” you hold back a giggle.

“I’m serious though, you can use my clothes if you want” he continues. you bounce to your feet and make your way to him. You refuse to acknowledge his kindness. It’s odd… he’s definitely up to something, or maybe he finally got laid. He jumps when he senses your presence next to him. “So why are you up so early?” You ask, beginning to pick up some of the plates in the second sink and drying them with a hand towel.

He doesn’t respond for a moment. But out of the corner of your eye, you can see a smile on his face. Most likely because you decided to help him. “Johnny tells me you don’t believe in love?” He turns to you, but continues wiping the plate clean. The change in topic catches you off guard.

“That came out of no where” you muster a face, but make it your mission to avoid his eyes.

“Just wanna make conversation” he shrugs leaning over to reach the last of the dirty dishes.

“Then let’s talk about Shihyun and her little antics last night-”

“-Deep conversation” he corrects, before you finish your thought.

“That’s not exactly your strong suit Donghyuck” you laugh and begin taking the clean, dry dishes and putting them away in the cupboards. Your footsteps can be heard making their way around the kitchen.

“Actually it’s my specialty, you just refuse to realize it” he turns off the faucet and turns to watch you make your way around the island. His back pressed against the counter and his eyes follow you.

You think for a moment. Why would Johnny have brought that up anyway. What combination of topics could have lead to your name and love?

“It’s not like I don’t believe in love, I’m a very strong believer in it actually. I’m just… afraid that it doesn’t believe in me” you explain, while placing the items where they belong through the kitchen. You know where everything is by now. This is basically your second home.

You didn’t mean to say THAT much. But he did say he wanted deep conversation.

“You don’t think you can love?” He raised his eyebrows and nodding in understanding.

“No. I don’t think people can love me without-…” you stop your movements. Your body facing away from His.

“Without?” He waits eagerly.

LEAVING

“‘Just have a hard time believing somebody would want to stay with me forever” you continue as if nothing happened. “So you mean you don’t think someone can love you without leaving or falling out of love” He smiled, proud that he put it together. You don’t respond, instead putting the last bowl in the cabinet.

“Do you think that maybe some people left… because they love you?”

“-This is too weird, i feel awkward sharing this with you.”

No you didn’t not really. It felt comforting that someone wanted to listen to your issues and caring enough to give advice at that.

“Would you feel better if I told you how I feel?”

About what?

“I think I’d feel better if we talk about anything but this” you try to laugh but it doesn’t reach your eyes. Finally truning to face him. You two stand in either side of the kitchen to look at each other.

“How about Jeno?”

“Jeno? What about jeno?”

“Is there anything going on between you two?”

You narrow your eyes at him. “Why?”

That’s not an answer.

“Maybe I’m jealous, the girl of my dreams likes jeno more then me.” he shrugs with a stupid grin. “You’re ridiculous”

“Ridiculouslay in love with that pimple on your forehead” you grab the towel you had put down and threw it to his head, while your other hand flys to your head to cover the spot. He caught it while laughing like he actually said something funny. You mutter an “Asshole” Heachan places the towel on the counter behind him, then takes a moment to look at you. And you look at his forearms, he had lifted his sleeves to wash the dishes. “You have such a filthy mouth” The way he was looking at you was weird, different. You couldn’t explain it. He watches your shoulders rise and fall.

“Stop staring” you demand.

“You’re staring at me”

Your lips twitch into a smile, trying your hardest not to giggle. “You act like a toddler”

“It’s your fault”

“No, it’s yours” you make a face at him. He can’t help but smile.

“Oh and I act like a child?”

Suddenly you hear a door click shut in the hallway… Haechan’s door specifically. A women in nothing but a big t-shirt and socks slides down the hallway. Haechan furrows his brows when you look towards the sound, he can’t see from his spot in the kitchen. “Haechanie?”

The womens voice calls for him and for some reason, you hate the sound of it. You hate the way her wavy brown hair falls at her shoulders, and you hate the shirt she’s wearing because you know it’s his.

“Oh- hi” she fronts a smiles when she notices you. You offer an awkward smile in return. Haechan quickly pushes off the counter and joins you to look down the hallway. When she sees him, she puckers her lips and holds onto herself. “Channie, where did you go?”

Channie!? What the hell is that.

You try your hardest not to laugh, bringing your hand to your mouth. “I uh- I’m Just cleaning up from yesterday… do you want me to walk you out?” He’s standing right next to you. The girl looks at you then back to haechan. “Walk me out? Are you going to walk her out?” She looks away from you. Only pointing in your direction. She definitely didn’t know who you are. Maybe she thinks I’m his girlfriend and that she just slept with a taken man. And she definitely feels threatened by your presence, especially because of how close he is to you.

He doesn’t respond. He just looks around the area thinking of somethi-Anything to say.“Hello?” She continues, her annoyed tone sends a shiver down your spin.

Uh oh

You’ll admit, it made you feel a bit better to know that whatever happened between them last night wasn’t serious. But you also hated the thought that haechan definitely slept with this girl and is now basically asking her to leave.

“I’m going to go find Johnny…” you mutter under your breath. Whatever was about to go down, was none of your business. Slipping past him and her down the hallway, you make your way back into Johnny’s room.

You have absolutely no clue what happened after that but you tried not to care about it.

Why would you?

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“Come in!” Haechan yells from his gaming chair, he doesn’t bother to turn towards the door when he hears the Knock. The music from outside his room gets louder then quiet, as the door opens then closes. His fingers are attacking the keyboard in concentration. “Who is it?” He asks, his attention still fully on overwatch. “Y/n” you whisper. When you entered, you stood awkwardly at the door.

Haechan turns around before your name even made it fully out of your mouth. “Y/n?” When he sees you, with your hands folded in front of you and your eyes scanning his room; he can’t help but beam at you. “Miss my company already?” He exits the game, as if he couldn’t give two shits about it anymore, and gets up to ready himself to help you with anything you need.

“There’s too many people out there” you explain, and shift weight form foot to foot. “Yeah… that’s the point, it’s a party” he laughs, but drops it when he sees your nervous face. It was serious, you wouldn’t even look at him. But he still tries to joke anyway. “Aww, Are you feeling overwhelmed princess?”

“Stop donghyuck, can I just… stay in here?” You plead, his heart stops when you won’t even return his playful banter, you must really be upset. “I promise I won’t bother you. You won’t even realize I’m here!” You continue. He’ll know your here, he won’t be able to forget that YOU are in his room. “Yeah that’s fine” he rushes over to his bed to fix his comforter and throw random clothes items into his laundry basket. “Sit here” you take a deep breath, and smile to him “Thank you. I would’ve gone to Johnny’s room but there’s a couple in there-“

“-You don’t have to make excuses. I know you just wanted to see me.” He smiles when you smack his shoulder. he can see your lips curl up, he’s glad he got a smile out of you. You Sit down and slide off your shoes. “Do you want to watch a movie?” He stands above you and analyzes your features. “I don’t mind, just don’t wanna be out there”

Is she crying? No

Freaking out? Maybe?

Anxiety? Definitely

Upset? I can’t fucking tell

“Then a movie it is! Something funny? Scary? Sad?-“

Is it about jeno?

Why is it always about jeno

“Donghyuck I said I don’t care” you try to laugh, buts it’s obvious your frustrated.

He nods and plays a random Disney movie. After playing it he climbs into the bed next to you. you wanted to complain but is his bed- and you don’t exactly mind him next to you. You felt a lot better knowing he was there. Halfway through he turns to you. “Are you feeling better yet?”

“Why? Want me to leave?” You said in a humorous tone, but the question was genuine.

“Yes” your face drops. “Are you serious?”

He laughs and turns around to pause the movie. “Jeno told me you two fought”

“Why do you always want to talk about that stuff?” You cover your face with your hands. He doesn’t respond as you slouch further down onto his bed, until you’re basically laying down. “He’s upset with me, and I don’t even know why.” You remove your hands to look at him, he only hums in response. “Do you know why?” You ask, sitting up on your knees. The action catching him off guard. “No” he tries his hardest not to smile when you lean in to examine his face.

“He told you we were on bad terms, so he must have told you why”

“I didn’t say Jeno told me-“

“-yes you did!”

You’re really close now. Heachan refuses to look at you. “It’s probably because he found of how insufferable you are”

“Lee donghyuck! You tell me right now or so help me god I will-“

“-it’s about our summer trip” his eyes close, he’s sacred that if he sees your face so close to his for another second he’ll risk kissing you. “The trip? But I’m not even going, I have to study… what? Why are you looking at me like that?” you finally lean back and he takes a deep breath. “That’s the point, we’re upset that we aren’t a priority to you”

“We? Are you upset too?” He can’t handle the way your watching him so closely. “No”

“But you said ‘we’ who else is upset then?”

You continue to watch him. Hoping to see he truth in his eyes.

“You flunked out on last years too, and the years before that, and Every time, it was for studying”

“But I go on other trips. I even promised to go on the winter trip! For winter wonderland or what ever it’s called” You look upset and and slouch down again. He rolls his eyes half heatedly. “I kinda feel like there’s a specific reason you don’t want to go…” haechan begins, his features soften and you leans back against his headboard.

“No deep conversations Dongyuck” you glare at him, hoping he’ll drop it.

“But those are the best ones” he continues to watch you, waiting for you to give in.

Fuck it.

“You are all really close… and I feel like your summer trip is a close friend thing.” You shrug, looking away from the brown haired boy. Haechan sits up to shoot daggers at you then scoffs. “Y/n, you have been a part of this family for two years. You are a close friend. Don’t be ridiculous. You always do this, you always choose to see things your way” he’s upset at those words. Really upset.

You roll your eyes. “I do not. I just don’t want to push myself into something I don-“

“-You should come, if you ever feel left out or uncomfortable. I’ll be there for you to talk to”

This is too much. Too intimate.

“Nonono, I never feel uncomfortable around you guys, or left out! it’s not that at all haechan. I’m just being overdramatic”

You call him Haechan, hoping that the name will remind you that you two are NOT close. He didn’t look to happy with that. But he doesn’t say anything about it.

“So you’ll go?”

You think for a moment. He looks at you with his stupid puppy eyes. they DID NOT effect your decision. “Yeah, I’ll go”

“Good, it’ll be fun.

“Mhm” you offer a smile and lay back down. “So now that we have finally had a decent deep conversation… wanna fuck?” He jokes, his eyebrows wiggle and he bits his lower lip. Of course he would say something like that.

You want to kill him, You really do. Why is he always the one that solves your problems, how do you always end up opening your heart to HIM. Why him?!

“I change my mind, I don’t wanna go” you hiss in response to his stupid joke m.

Your roll over, facing away from him.

“Oh you’re going” he can see your body moving from your giggling. And he smiles to himself.

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You wake up to snoring. Your eyes adjust quickly to the darkness of the room. The moon shines through the curtains of the window, And you can even hear the waves from the beach from your bed. You turn over in the bed to a figure, you can see shihyuns face, her mouth laid open and you smile through your sleepiness.

She’s the one snoring. You place your hand to your side to scavenge for your phone. When you feel it, you bring it to your face and the brightness attacks you. “Shit” you whisper. When your eyes finally recover, the clock says;

[2:27am]

You sit up and look around. The bed next to yours and shihyuns was occupied by Chaewon and Yejun. Yejun was outside of the covers and she is holding onto Chaewon, who was fully immersed in the comforter.

When you make your way to the door of your room, your feet quiet and your breath low. Carful not to wake anyone up, you slowly turn the handle and creek open the door open. You see light coming from the living room. The beach house was silent, (other then the waves and shihyuns snuffling) so whatever was playing in the tv had no sound.

You turn the corner to find Haechan sitting on a blowup bed. Alone. He noticed your movement immediately, As if waiting for it. “Hey there” he smiles at you, the bags under is eyes evident. From what you can see, he’s wearing a hoodie and sweatpants. You whisper a ‘hi’ scared that speaking at a normal tone would wake up the whole house. “Why are you up?” He shuffles to the side, gesturing you to join him. The bed makes noises as he moves. Noises that you would laugh at if you weren’t so tired.

“Why are You up?” You ask, taking the spot next to him on the almost deflated bed. As you sit, you sink down. the dip of the bed almost made you lean into him. “Couldnt stop thinking about you” he jokes, at least you think he was. His tone was unreadable, maybe because your still half asleep. He looks at you, Making that face he always does.

“I’m flattered that I’m the one ruining your sleep schedule” his face drops and you laugh, the soft noises leaving your mouth causes him to smile as well. “So what are you doing up?” He asks again.

“I can’t sleep”

“Because…? Of me?” He smirks. And you can’t help but think he looks attractive. What the fuck is wrong with you.

You shake your head with a laugh. He’s so unbelievable. “Shihyun was snoring” you correct and he nods.

“Oh of course” he laughs, but he doesn’t look away from you. You laugh with him. the only light decorating his face, and yours is the tv and the moon shinning through the huge sliding glass doors covering the entirety of one wall. The curtains are open and the view of the beach is fully revealed. You take a moment to look out to the water. It sounds cheesy but the light reflecting off of it was relaxing. And you just realized that he must have slightly opened the door. The wind, that is more untamed then during the day, is filling your ears. The oddly pleasant sensation of goosebumps on your skin makes your body unconsciously lean towards his firm frame.

You close your eyes appreciating the feeling. The sounds the smells and the sight. You hate to admit it but; You’re actually glad Haechan talked you into coming to this summer trip. It was the most fun you’ve had in a while.

“Y/n”

“Yeah?”

“Do you enjoy my company?” You turn to him. His eyes already trained on you… you’re not even sure if he ever looked away. “What do you mean?”

“I mean exactly what I said... Do you find me annoying? Do you hate me?” He’s so serious, and you wonder if a maybe your dreaming. Why is he asking such a rhetorical question? Where did it come from? What prompted it?

Do you hate me?

“Um…”

“Be honest, no games, or jokes”

Do you find me annoying?

You pause. Shit… do you truly find him annoying? No. You never really did. You were just scared to like him. Scared that if you two were truly friends it would become more for you. And that was terrifying. But You don’t hate HIM…

You hate the way you laugh at his jokes, even when there really aren’t funny, and You hate the way you find yourself smiling at the sight of him.

You hate the way he makes you feel what you feel.

You hate that he doesn’t let you believe what you want.

You hate that, even after trying your hardest to act like you hate him, it’s obvious that you love him…. But that thought would never leave your lips. Always telling yourself that it’s stupid, that your not that close or that you two barley know each other… but the truth is; you are and you do. You two are closer then you want to admit. You hate it-

You hate that You love him…

You had been fidgeting. The thought of accidentally saying any if that out-loud terrified you.

“Hate is a strong word-“

“Then do you dislike me? Y/n…. You’re kinda taking a long time to answer” he’s desperate, you’ve never seen him act like this, it’s so foreign. His fist clench and his breath hitches.

“I’m thinking”

“You have to think about it?” He sounded hurt. But you’re sure he meant for it to come out nonchalantly. He’s worried, and his eyes look glossier then usual.

You sigh and try not to smile at the puppy eyes he definitely doesn’t realize he’s wearing on his face. The expression was cute but sad at the same time.What is going on?

“I don’t hate you”

“We are past that. Do you dislike me?” He shakes his head, unhappy with your response.

“No”

“Do you find me annoying?”

“I guess you have your moments- why are you asking me this?” He takes a moment to think, his eyes flying around the dark room. “I’m just, checking. Your hard to read” he wont look at you, apparently he finds the fabric of the bedsheets more interesting then you. He seemed to relax after that. But you aren’t happy with the lack of information your getting.

“Hyuck? did you actually think I hate you?”

Hyuck? Where did Hyuck come from!? He looks at you with a expression you never really see from him. The nickname catching his attention. To explain it simply; his eyes almost sparkled, and his lips form a cheeky smile.

“Well, You did have to think about it” he response. Finally laying back. His mood changed like a switch. “Anyway, I’m glad thats settled, you can sleep out here. I won’t snore, promise” he adds, acting as if he didn’t just ask you the most obscure questions. You watch his eyes close and his body relax. Wait- was he really up thinking about you!? Wasn’t he joking!?

“That’s it?” You ask, remaining seated. “Why? do you want to keep talking?” He peeks at you with one eye. His playful banter returns. You hate that you don’t hate it. “I would like some context. Would you have gone on the rest of.. however long thinking I really hated you? What if I didn’t come out here? What if I stayed in the room? When would you have asked me this?”

“I guess I wouldn’t of asked at all. And can you blame me? You always act like you hate me”

“I do not”

“You do” he eyes close once again and you cross your arms over your chest in annoyance.

I DONT do I?

Gnawing at your lip, you fight between arguing or letting it go. When you don’t move haechan sighs. “Just lay with me.”

What ever you were thinking if before is long forgotten.

WHAT!?

WHY DID HE HAVE TO SAY IT LIKE THAT!?

WHY- HOW SID HE SAY IT WITH A STRAIGHT FACE!?

you huff, trying to slow your heart rate and make the sounds of you catching your breath unnoticeable. The sentence had sounded so... natural to him? Haechan laid on his back, one hand resting at his chest and the other behind his head. “Y/n” he calls you back to reality.

“Give me second” you sigh and he raises an eyebrow. “For what? Trying not to fall for me?”

Yes

“No”

The smirk on his face was apparent and dreadful. “Trying not to throw up on you” you bite, then lay next you him. Your arms are still crossed and your face remained upset.

“So cruel” his eyes are closed again and a soft smile covers his face. “Goodnight princess” You smile at that, knowing you shouldn’t- but also knowing that he can’t see it. So for now… you’ll allow yourself to feel what he makes you feel. Just for tonight.

“You shouldn’t ever feel like you’re hated… I’m sorry if I did that… I don’t hate you Hyuck.”

I love you.

“Your not annoying and your don’t make me uncomfortable. You are the one person that tells me what I have to hear, not just want I want to. And I appreciate it. You deserve to know that”

You don’t know why you are allowing yourself to say this much. But he does deserve to hear it.

“Goodnight Hyuck” you turn over, facing him with your eyes closed, Petrified of his reaction. You hear shuffling and an arm wrap around you. The heat of his body, and the soft breath form his mouth calmed you. You would be freaking out or pushing him away any other time. But just for tonight…

You relax into him, your breath slowing and your head clearing of any thoughts. You felt relaxed, safe, tired- loved.

Loved? -

“Thank you y/n…” he whispers and his arm tightens around you. you smile into his chest.

This is not weird or intimate- it’s normal, so you shouldn’t be feeling the way you do.

Your welcome Donghyuck.

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nyuoqi · 5 months

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— EXES ALERT ౨ৎ KTR

015 𖤐 dinner at cheonanz

✸ SYNOPSIS ! : in which you and taerae went all the way back to the last year of middle school where the two of you were painfully in love with each other yet refused to put on any label because you guys thought this was more fun, and it went on all the way to the second year of high school. well that was until you ghosted him

or in which your situationship from four years ago happens to be your partner for a romance drama

1.2k wc (not proofread)

when hanbin told you guys that he would be the one arranging this hangout and make reservations, you didn't expect for the reservation to be at his house.

you had expected for him to call you guys to come to the small stall 10 minutes away from the filming set, or the one near his company or even the one near your old school. instead you found yourself standing in front of the door to his house for 7 minutes, completing wether you should wait for junhyeon first or enter on your own.

suddenly you thought of taerae.

has he arrived yet? what if he's currently heading towards hanbin's house then see me standing awkwardly in front of his house door?

you let out a sigh, why am i so worried about him? we literally went out for dinner two months ago and it went well. heck, we even met earlier today. you thought to yourself.

if anyone were to see you right now, they would have thought that you were a freak. dressed in black from head to toe with a mask covering your lower face while staring at someone's house door.

"what are you doing? " junhyeon's voice spoke from behind. unlike you, junhyeon had dressed himself in a much colourful and comfortable clothing, no mask in sight. "you do realise that if anyone saw you just now, they would have totally called the cops on you. you look like you're about to break in someone's house. " he chuckled to himself. you threw him a glare and continued to stare at hanbin's door.

junhyeon shrugged and pressed on the doorbell you had been completing on pressing for the past 10 minutes. within seconds, the door opened and hanbin came in sight. "oh you guys have arrived. come in, taerae is still setting the table. " he said and gestured the both of you to step into his house.

you took of your shoes and stepped inside. you observed the living room. it has a beige couch big enough for two people to sit, a few plants to bring in some colours and a lamp beside the couch. very cozy, you thought.

you took a few looks around again and saw photo frames hanged on the walls. curious, you approached them and saw various pictures. there were pictures of hanbin as a kid, a picture of him with his family, a picture of him with taerae taken during high school and a picture of taerae with his family— wait, a picure of taerae with his family?!

turning your head towards it again, you pondered why hanbin would have a picture of taerae with his family framed and hanged in his living room unless—

"what are you doing there? come eat with us, taerae had finished setting the table. " hanbin called from behind you. turning around, you saw taerae, hanbin and junhyeon at the dining table waiting for you to join them. you took a glance at taerae and noticed how casual his clothing is, too cozy and thin for him to be wearing in such cold weather if he were to go to hanbin's house.

a new realisation dawned upon you, taerae and hanbin are roommates.

you had always known that taerae and hanbin shared a very deep bond. from the day hanbin transferred to your school, he and taerae were basically inseparable. the first time taerae ever cancelled lunch with you and junhyeon was because hanbin had asked taerae to eat with him.

taerae invited hanbin to eat with you guys and ever since then, the four of you spend your break time together. if taerae is not with you or junhyeon, he would be with hanbin and vice versa. despite you and junhyeon always being in a close proximity with hanbin, you guys miraculously never get close to each other.

during middle school and high school, taerae always say that you and him would move in together when you guys are older. after your ghosting incident, you were sure that taerae would move in with hanbin instead. so it wasn't really a surprise to you that they live together, you just didn't expect for it to be so soon.

"yn? " hanbin called for you again. you blinked, snapping out of your daze and only then you noticed taerae staring back at you. you averted your eyes from his to hanbin's and nod, "coming. " you replied as you walked towards them.

dinner went by quietly as everyone enjoyed the foods prepared by hanbin and his mum as mentioned by hanbin himself. even junhyeon, who was the most excited about your reunion ended up not saying anything as he devoured whatever that was left on the table. "hanbin bro i'm telling you, you and your mother should open your own restaurants asap. "

"my mum literally owns a cafe— " hanbin's speech was quickly interrupted by junhyeon "okay but does her cafe serves some bomb potato jjageuli? i don't think so. " hanbin sighed and told junhyeon how his mother doesn't want to open a restaurant and started to argue with junhyeon.

you and taerae just watched as your friends argued with each other. you guys sat across of each other and you could basically feel taerae's burning gaze towards you. you were convinced that if he stare any much longer there would be a hole in your forehead with how intense his stare was.

you chuckled lightly as you glanced at him, "i know i'm pretty but you don't have to stare so hard at me. " taerae blinked, taken aback at your sudden words. you saw him shuffled in his seat as deep red blossomed from the bottom of his next to the tip of his ears. "i wasn't staring at you. " he barked back at you.

your little smile turned into a full grin as you realised how flustered he got. "are you blushing taerae? you know what, this shade of blush suits you a lot. maybe you should ask your makeup artist for this shade instead. " you laughed even more as you continued. taerae bit his lips and looked away, flustered.

hanbin and junhyeon stopped arguing when they heard the commotion between you and taerae. the two pairs of curious eyes trailed towards taerae's face as they exhanged looks with each other before breaking into laughter.

"is our taerae blushing for yn-ie? " hanbin teasingly pinched one of taerae's flushed cheek. junhyeon reached across the table, holding the other cheek in his palm as he shaked taerae's head left and right. "awww, look at him all shy now. "

let's just say that dinner ended with a very sulky taerae sitting alone at the corner of his couch when you guys were watching the premiere of your drama.

not something a few cups of soju and beer can't fix, though. because not long after, everyone was all over the place either screaming, playing or passed out as the night does not get any younger.

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starryeyedadmirer · 1 year

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Brad Pitt: Cleaning Day

-Brad x Reader-

!!CW!! — None

Synopsis: Though you enjoy spending time with your neighbor — Brad — you can’t deny that he’s got a serious hygiene issue. His body is dirty, his house is dirty… and damn, his mind is dirty too. He usually lives like an overgrown sewer rat, but — by some miracle — you’ve managed to stop by his place on a rare occasion — Cleaning Day — and, in the spirit of friendship, you’ve volunteered your help. Though he doesn’t take you up on your offer quite the way you expected him to — as far as cleaning the apartment goes — he does have a job for you… and there’s something in you that just can’t refuse it.

Words: 1,538(+/-)

A/N: I saw a few photos and gifs of Brad going to town on his belly button (posted them all below) and lost my fucking mind!!! God, these are so damn hot😫!!! The idea of him being a gross bastard to his core — just living in dirt — and helping him clean things up is like heaven in my mind… especially after seeing him dig for gold like that. Also, sorry if the writing isn’t the best. It was super late when I first wrote this, and I haven’t revised it in months. Anyway, this story doesn’t really have much to it… it’s literally just the interaction before things get weird… but I may pump out a part 2 for it, if I’m feeling up to it. Anyway, enjoy!!!

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You love going over to Brad's house, it's your favorite hangout spot on the weekends — when you don't have to go to work. You have a good time whenever you're there — playing card games with him and his girlfriend, smoking old cigars, and drinking cheap beer, right out of the case. You feel like a kid in a playground when you're hanging out at his place... but his apartment is far from perfect. Brad's got a pretty major issue with dirt... it seems to pile up wherever he goes. He always got a bunch of shit laid out all over his place — grody, smelly underwear strewn out around the room; old food containers that needed to be thrown away ages ago; and loads of loose, stinking trash. You try to excuse his less-than-satisfactory cleaning habits... as deplorable as they are. He's a close friend of yours... and you grew up with seven older brothers at home — what's a few pairs of nasty underwear to you? If you've learned anything from your childhood, it's that a little dirt never hurt anyone... even if there's a lot of it. You're at Brad's door now — on the first Saturday of the month — waiting for him to answer your knock.

"Hey," he beams, opening up for you, "What's up, mi compadre? It's been a while, huh?" He's standing in his doorway — butt-naked — with only a set of yellow cleaning gloves to cover his hands. It's a nice sight for sore eyes — the look of his lean, toned body... his well-defined v-line, and smooth thighs — but definitely not what you were expecting to see at this time of day.

"Y—Yeah...," you stammer, trying your best to stop your eyes from wandering too far down, "... about a week... I think. How you been... man?"

"Pretty good... pretty damn good." He gives you a quick once-over with his eyes — taking note of the fact that you're wearing clothes — then looks down at himself. "Oh... uh, so about that, mi amigo. It's... uh... cleaning day around here. I like to be free when I clean... let the little guy out for some fresh air, ya know... give 'em a nice mist-bath with the good stuff."

"Uh... cool," you reply, awkwardly staring down and his junk, "Well... I hate to bother you on cleaning day, but are we still on for the evening? I brought this new racing game I think you'd like. You can make your own car... customize the license plate, and all that kind of stuff."

"Nah, man," he sighs, looking back into his den, "Can't today. Gotta fix the place up. You can, uh... come back tomorrow though. I'm game then, if you are." He rubs a hand over his chiseled abs. They're pretty great for a guy who sits around on his ass all day — well defined, like an eight-pack of bread rolls. He's gotta be on steroids, or some hard drugs — it's the only explanation that could make any sense... for everything.

"Yeah... yeah... I'm down with that. I'll definitely come by tomorrow. I'm still free today though... I could stay and help you clean if you need."

He gives you a half-cocked smile. "Nah, man... you don't have to do that."

"Oh... okay. I don't know why I even offered. I'm sure a guy in as good a shape as you can handle a thorough house-cleaning on his own."

"Oh... thanks. You won't believe this, but I'm totally stuffed right now, dude. Found an old box of donuts tucked under my bed... couldn't not eat 'em." He looks down at his stomach, and pulls at the skin on his belly button. "Guess my abs still show pretty nice, huh?"

"Yeah. They're pretty sick."

He pulls up at his skin — admiring each and every ab on his stomach — then tugs at the rim of his belly button once more. "Woah," he says to himself, "Looks pretty gnarly in there. Guess I gotta clean that too. A little spray oughta do."

Brad looks back up at you, with a douchey smirk across his face, and starts poking around inside the hole. His yellow-gloved finger swivels around within the confines of the tight rim, squelching and slipping with the sound of rubber and sweat... it does something to you. You feel yourself getting flustered almost immediately — jittery, and warm all over — although you have no idea exactly why. He's an attractive man — no doubt about that — standing completely naked before you, in all his sculpted glory.... and though he looks like a Roman dream, seeing him in his natural state isn't what's thrown you for a loop. You've been at his door for minutes now, without having a single reaction to his nudity — not even the slightest erection — and yet, the mere sight of him touching his navel has got you throbbing.

"Digging for gold, huh?" You joke, trying to diffuse your sudden tension. "Those gloves really came in handy. Wouldn't wanna get all that gunk on your finger."

"Sure," he shrugs, putting the rubbery digit up to his right nostril. There's specks of black dirt and lint all over it — gross stuff from the depths of his umbilical hole. It's obvious that it hasn't seen a drop of soap in ages... but what else would you expect from a guy like him? Brad's the kind of guy who brags about how many days he can go with a single pair of underwear around his hips (8 days is his most recent record)... who fills his tub up with bleach, to wash his dirty sheets when they start to stink... the kind of slob who eats months-old donuts from under his bed, without a single qualm. "Woah... that stinks," he groans, pulling his head back from his finger, "Get a whiff of that."

He puts his hand up to your face, swiping the black speckles right over your lips. "Woah! God, man! What's on that thing," you exclaim. Acting purely on instinct, you push his hand away, and cover your nose with your shirt. His glove smells disgusting — of old cheese and festering sweat — like the deepest crevice of an armpit, that hasn't seen a single swipe of deodorant for years. You can only describe the odor as... horrid. "Damn, Brad! You gotta spray something in there, dude! What the fuck!"

"I know... that's awful." He closes his eyes for a second, taking another swipe of the scent for himself, and leans in. "You, uh.... said you're free today, right?"

"Yeah... I am."

"Well, uh... if you insist on staying, you could help me clean. An assistant spot just opened up around here... cleaning assistant, that is... and I know a good place where you can start."

"Really? Okay. What do you want me to clean first?"

He grabs your shoulder with his soiled glove, and ushers you into his apartment. "Here's the thing, man. Um... I'm gonna need a little help getting around in there, ya know? Why don't you, uh... get down on the floor... and clean it out for me. I swear it's not a big job... just something quick... for the both of us."

"W—What's that?"

"It's, uh... it's my belly button. Go ahead and get in there for me... clean it up a little." He forces you onto your knees with a smile on his face, looking down at you like you're one of the numerous streetwalkers that he pays to sleep with him, every now and then. "Get going, man... that thing won't clean itself." His dick is right in front of your face — hanging over his balls — half-erect.

"Uh... okay... you answer," staring nervously at his cock. That hot feeling in your face intensifies — shooting throughout your entire body — and commands you to do as he pleases. "Want me to use that blue spray over on the windowsill? That's Windex, right? I think Windex is pretty good on skin."

"No... no," he whispers, "Use your tongue... like a cat. The tongue is a great tool, dude... nature's sponge. They're super sensitive... can get into every nook and cranny of any object. Just feel around in there, man... pick out some of the crap. I know there's a lot more gunk where that came from." His hand gently caresses your chin, pulling you in closer to the shallow hole. You can smell it from where you are — the terrible sweaty odor is ripe on your nostrils.

"The... the crap?"

"Yeah. Go ahead, man... time's a'ticking. Oh, and once you finish the job, I'll let you play that racing game on the TV in my bedroom... while I clean this place up. But you gotta do it well, okay. I'll watch you work... and inspect it once you're done. It don't have to be spotless... just lick around until you don't taste anymore dirt." His dick twitches in front of your face, perking up at the mere thought of you licking his belly button. He's got lust in his eyes, and that same douchey grin on his face — staring down at you. "Now, let's see that pretty little tongue of yours get to work, huh."

"Oh... okay. Sure."

Thanks for reading ❤️❤️❤️!!!

#starry eyes #brad pitt #brad pitt belly/tummy #brad pitt navel #smut fic #brad pitt smut

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youcouldmakealife · 2 years

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Jared, Table full of Stephens; on the back foot

Good news everyone! I have officially been cleared to work. Starting today I’ll be doing the final And Then checks I was about to do when my body decided to spectacularly misbehave, and two days late and on the wrong platform, please have a Patreon story of the week (wrong platform because it’s the final act in Jared meeting Stephen’s buddies, and therefore a present for all).

‘Taylor’, you may say. ‘This is the second time the Premier of Alberta has been specifically mentioned in Jared, it kind of sounds like you have an axe to grind’.

And the answer is I do! And Jared does too.

Warnings or not, Jared’s half expecting Bryce to be waiting by the door when Jared heads out, back to demanding to come along. He really, really doesn’t being left out.

But clearly a table full of Stephens is a much more appealing prospect to Jared than Bryce, because when Jared’s getting ready to leave, Bryce simply tells him to have a good time and asks if it’s cool if Jan and Gavin can come over for a play date. Well, to play video games, but it sounds very play date to Jared. It’s sweet.

“Clean up after yourselves,” Jared says, with limited hope that will happen — Jan might do it, Bryce and Gavin absolutely won’t — then heads out to the vaguely sketchy bar Stephen told him was his group’s main hangout in university.

It’s more than vaguely sketchy upon arrival, and Jared surveys it with suspicion, before realising that’s just leading to him being surveyed by smokers outside the bar. He’s not Bryce or anything, but there’s still a non-zero chance he’ll be recognised, so he ducks inside.

Stephen’s easy to find, between his height and the pale blond spotlight of his hair, sitting with about eight other people, a chair empty beside him. Jared mentally reminds himself that Stephen invited him. steels himself for a bunch of gremlins, and then walks to the table, only realising as he’s awkwardly hovering by the empty seat that he probably should have got himself a drink first, since everyone else has one. Stephen spots him just as he’s considering slowly backing away to head to the bar, and waves him over.

“Everyone, this is Jared,” Stephen says. “The minion I told you about. I’m not going to bother introducing you to everyone, they can do it themselves.”

“Oh thanks,” Jared says, trying not to speculate what Stephen might have said about him, and then everyone is introducing themselves at once, and Jared hears absolutely zero names, because they all overlap.

“Stephen, he’s adorable,” says a woman who looks like the most stereotypical librarian ever, down to wearing her glasses on a chain. Jared didn’t get her name, obviously. And didn’t think the glasses on a chain was a thing anyone under retirement age actually did, outside of, well — librarians. “Where did you find him? Can I have one?”

“Gabe’s teammate,” Stephen says. “Don’t look at me like that, Iris, I played too.”

Iris has hair shorter than Jared’s, enough tattoos to give Bryce a panic attack just looking at them, and is indeed giving Stephen a look. Jared would describe that look as a scowl.

“You can talk about things that aren’t hockey,” Iris says, then, to Jared, “You can talk about things that aren’t hockey, right?”

“No,” Jared says. “They remove any non-hockey related words from your lexicon when you sign your first pro contract. It’s in the fine print above pretending to enjoy golf.”

She squints at Jared.

Jared blandly looks back. He suspects if he blinks, he loses, and he refuses to lose to someone with a naked woman tattooed on their shoulder. It isn’t the 40s, and this isn’t the navy. The US Navy. Jared’s pretty sure the Canadian Navy hasn’t done anything since its inception.

“What do you drink, Jared?” a guy wearing glasses across the table says. There are a lot of glasses, actually — Stephen, Jared, and Iris are the only ones not wearing them. Jared doesn’t know if Stephen’s friends are all coincidentally near-sighted, or if it’s just a hipster academic thing. Either way, the glasses aren’t going to help him identify anyone. “I’m taking orders for round two.”

“White wine spritzer,” Jared says. “Thanks.”

“Hey, no worries,” he says. “I’m Nathan, by the way.”

So that’s two names now, no thanks to Stephen.

“White wine spritzer?” Iris says. “Seriously?”

Jared shrugs. He was assured this would not be mocked, so may as well test that assurance early. If he’d said it at a hockey table he’d currently be getting shit from everyone around him, but he just gets a curl of the lip from Stephen, whose extremely vocal stance is ‘good wine does not need adulteration, and bad wine is for sangria’, because he’s a giant snob, and the comment from Iris, who seems like she’s planning on interrogating Jared about anything and everything right now.

“I like white wine spritzers,” Jared says.

Stephen smirks, but says nothing.

“What’s the accent?” Iris asks aggressively. “I have an ear, it’s not BC.”

“Generically Canadian?” Jared asks.

He thinks he scores a point there, Iris’ mouth twitching before she says, “But seriously. It sounds Prairies.”

“Calgary,” Jared says, and waits.

He doesn’t wait long.

“Your Premier’s a giant piece of shit,” she says. “And if you voted for him you are too.”

That’s definitely a test. A basic fact, but a test too.

“Like, you know his government made a law that allows schools to forcibly out kids to their parents?” she asks. “And his own brother ran conversion therapy camps. Conversion therapy is—“

“I’m literally gay,” Jared says. This emphatically does not seem like a table that would react poorly to that statement. And, as Bryce pointed out, it’s also a table that knows Stephen has a boyfriend, and that said boyfriend is a hockey player, so. Fairly safe gamble. “So, yes, I know what it is, and no, I didn’t vote for the UCP.”

Iris is rendered momentarily speechless, then she turns accusingly on Stephen. “You didn’t tell me your hockey minion was gay.”

Stephen shrugs. “Maybe don’t be so heteronormative.”

She wrinkles her nose at Stephen, then turns back to Jared, looking significantly friendlier than she had a moment before.

“Okay, um,” she says. “What’s your name again?”

“Jared,” he says.

“Jared,” she says. “I’m Iris.”

“I know,” Jared says. “Stephen said your name before you started interrogating me.”

Jared feels mildly triumphant when she laughs.

#fic snippet #SOTW #jared matheson #stephen petersen

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kavaeroexe · 2 years

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The fic about the crossover that really good , i can't stop laughing when i image anakin would said that.

Anyway , the new chapter about Elysia make me sad ... I wanna have her so bad but the story aaaa i refused to believe

Can you image Elysia! Reader ,reader have personality like Elysia and the appearance too with Yandere! Star War ? Pretty please

I heard / read Elysia sometime 'gone' that make people panicc , she just like hiding cmiiw👀

Luvv you , have a nice day xoxo

-🐦Anon

OMG ANOTHER GREAT IDEA FOR CROSSOVER-

i’ll give you the prettiest flower~!

Elysia!reader x yandere!star wars character (HC)

warning : typos, bad grammar

attention! please do not try to repost my works, i only post my works on tumblr, if anyone see someone stole my works please inform me through the comments, tag me in the works, or message me!

Anakin Skywalker

ayo-

i would say these two is the chaotic together

Anakin is having a high-level of jealousy and you’re the friendly person that like to hangout with everyone

you two good together, its just the jealousy that makes your relationship weird

“You flirt with how many people today?”

“Flirt~? i’m just a sweet talking, and oh! only to Senator Amidala and Rex today!”

“that’s a new record, i hope tomorrow you’ll do none- thank lord the mercy”

because we talking about yandere, i think he ever locked you up once..

no- twice...

three times?

but all of that attempts of him locking you up, you managed to escape easily and without even thinking that he’s locking you up.

“Where did you go?”

“The council, Senator’s room, Visiting the padawans, and Master Kenobi’s room!”

“alright that seems like a nice place to go- wait- MASTER’S ROOM? WHAT FOR?”

“giving flowers~!”

“You giving flowers to many people but me? do you not love me anymore?”

“*gasp* Who said that? oh my sweety baby cheeks my lovey dovey, i prepare you something more than just flowers just for you!”

“really?”

“Yeah~! come on walk with me! i’ll show them to you!”

honestly you’re just taking him around the Jedi Temple and then kiss him sweetly in the quiet place and the last, run!

but you guys a powerful couple, you good at negotiation, distracting and also you’re strong in force + able to masters many forms of lightsaber fight etc, while he’s a good pilot, strong, tall, dominating, and plus you both good at making sudden plan or well-prepared plan

noice

so when you’re gone somewhere or he lost you he’s losing his patience

he kill anybody that he suspects while he’s searching for you

but after all he does, he can’t find you, so he’s badly coming back at his place

“GUYS WE LOSE Y/N’

“CHECK, CHECK THE TRASH COMPACTOR”

“OH KRIFF, WHERE IS SHE?”

but then he saw you, sitting with a tea and wrapping yourself with a blanket, he thought he’s hallucinating

“Welcome home Ani! where have you been? i really miss you... :(”

“Is it really you? i should be the one asking where have you been, im worried sick about you..!!”

Obi-wan Kenobi

he’s the protective yandere

he can’t really like giving you limit about your friendship and locking you up or such, so he’ll just be very protective, so he’s watching you 24/7

he feels relieve when you don’t feel bothered by his appearance most of the time, making sure you’re okay

“You know, Obi, you are a true gentlemen, you guard and making me safe, thankyou for your love, i love it so much~”

you often find him looking out for you 24/7 when he’s free, even though he try to be sneaky

“No Y/N don’t approach him, i have a bad feeling abut him”

“Remember if someone asking you to stay longer with them, tell them you have a husband” -Obi

“But i don’t have a husband?? we haven’t married ye.. you want us to married theenn~?”

if he’s jealous, he’ll just told himself that ‘come on, Y/N does this everyday’

but if you talking buddy acts to far, he’ll pulling your hand, and then “alright that’s it, you’re coming with me”

even though he’s watching you close, he sometimes just lose you, stupid maybe, but that’s what happened..

“Y/N? where are you? Y/N??”

he puts 100% effort on finding you, telling his clones, telling the other masters, but a bit with acting spice, they didn’t think that he search for you because he’s scared of losing you, just worried for general like losing a not-so-close friend.

and then in the middle of his searching, Cody carrying you, who’s holding a bucket of crown flowers

“Surpriseee, seems that you miss me, doesn’t it master Kenobi?”

this whole time you’re just wandering from place to another place, gathering everything that you catch your eyes on.

when you’re in private, he’ll scold you, but he manages to give you food, sweet drinks and dessert while scolding you, so you eat and listen.

“can you please stop hiding and roaming around the way you likes? i can’t always protect you from somebody who knows!”

but as a form of apologies, you place a kiss in his cheek and a warm tight hug, then let out a giggle

“I’m happy that you’re worried over me, such a gentlemen~”

“I love you, please don’t make me worried again, okay love?”

“Okie dokie!”

Padme Amidala

oh god the lovey dovey couple-

she’s a sweetheart, you’re a sweetheart

if you’re both going as a couple in a formal party, or even a normal party, everybody would say that you both are a happy, full of glitter, romance, fluff couple

y’all are the sweetest couple people could ever see

anything happens to you, she doesn’t insist on releasing her full power to solve it ngl

loves loves loves when you both having a skincare routine or a make up-ing session before both of you start your day

gifting is her way to show her love when she’s not able to show up and cuddles then sharing warmth, so she pick the best jewelry, dress, flower, accessory for you when she has to work most of the day

and every single Padme’s gift that you accept, you’ll wear it when you both have a chance to spend time together

when you’re gone, she’s surprisingly handle it well

connection and money baby

the longest record of her effort finding you that goes missing is 12 hours and 30 minutes

well she remembered it lmao

if you sweet talking or even flirt with your friend or sometimes stranger, she wouldn’t mind

that’s you being you anyway, so no problem she guess

but if somebody flirt with you... alright it depends actually

if you flirt back = soon to be friends

if you’re silent = mayday mayday, red flag, you’re uncomfortable or worst case, you start to like them

SHE KEPT YOU AWAY LMAO

“Alright here’s the plan, stop meeting them ever again”

“why?”

“They play with at least one woman every day” she could be lying she could tell the truth

“Oh they’re bad... thankyou dear, i’ll take a distance from now on!”

Luke Skywalker

damn this boy is the protective and the paranoid yandere

“No don’t talk to them”

“stay here”

“Y/N, stay right here and wait for me, okay?”

“no don’t go there!”

“You can’t do that!?”

at first, he lets you to have fun with your friends

but the way you’re having fun is your friend makes him reconsider his decision

but he doesn’t want to put a limits on your life, he doesn’t want you to be sad

so he ask Leia, Han, or everyone in the rebellion to keep an eye on her or sumn

“we could watch after her, we promise”

well they lose you anyway

“kriff Luke, we lost her!”

“HOW!?”

well of course he check on the whole place at the base, so does with everybody, and then if he hasn’t found you, he’ll grab his helmet and then using his x-wing to search for you in the whole planet

i swear he drop at least one tear when he’s searching for you

but guess what?

you’re at the back area of the base

how tf nobody find you in there?

feeding some animals...

okay he forgive you because you look pretty and cute while feeding them

but he will not let you go for the next 24 hours

“i swear you scared me, what if you’re not in the base? what if you’re being kidnapped by the empire and i late to save you? what if you’re being hunted by bounty hunter? oh i can’t lose you you know it!”

“hehe sorry, but at least i’m safe, and that’s all that matters right now right?”

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andwlita · 2 months

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February 24, 2024

It's been two months since I last wrote and wow, it was such a heavy downfall from there. January, I got into an accident. I'm still in one piece and glad I didn't kill anyone. The car is alright now but the scar is still there. The insurance was very helpful but there's more story to that. On Dec 30, I was hanging out with my friends and touring them around las pinas and they really appreciated it. We went to the coffee shop that my sister and I biked, to molito, seen fireworks and town center. It was fun. It was traffic but light in my heart.

The next day which was day before new years. We were invited by my sister to have dinner at their place and I wanted to be out of the house so I told my mom to go there and bought them food for new year's eve. While driving around dinner, this 17 year old guy crashed the side of my car. I prayed twice to not get into a car crash because I had an intuition it will happen and it did. Everyone in QC was crazy. It was a long night of crying. Before going to my sister's place, I went to Chief's place to just really be around him and he said he will be with his friend. I didn't message him while I was in the accident because I would know that he cannot do anything for me as he was still low at this point. So I called my sister and apologized for having to drag her with me at this situation. The car got fixed under a month but yesterday, the guy messaged that he received a demand letter asking to pay for the expenses. I panicked and thankfully, my sister and her husband was there again to console me.

February happened and I found out that I have a 9 cm cyst inside my ovaries and I am bound for surgery and need a month or more to recover. What's funny or confusing for me is that in the middle of this situation, Chief was begging me to sign for his car loan, even though it's his money. He doesn't understand the risks that he's taking me with. He doesn't understand that we're only 4 months in and I was being patient for him to grow but I didn't expect him to use me this way. He initially asked me to shell out money to earn. I was asking for details yet he's not revealing anything to me. How could someone be this "wicked", he praises wicked people. How could he ask me for this while I'm on the verge of starting my operation? When he received money from his mom, he was so happy he called me to hangout and go grocery with him. Now that i didn't sign for him, I'm now the one begging for him to see each other. I know he's still mad because I didn't sign but all signs are saying no and it's such a red flag for him to ask me that. He even told me he's doing it for us but he didn't even consulted me in the first place. I'm trying to recover from what just happened and my best friend keeps telling me to let him go and this is the cycle all over again.

I keep on meeting men like these who use me for whatever they think I'm useful for. I thought chief was different because he was ready to wife me up because I give him peace. Now that I refused to sign some document for him. It all now feels shaky. I asked him to meet today but he preferred to meet tomorrow. I was the one who even demanded him to have breakfast with me, he said he'll see what happens. It's not a straight yes anymore. What do I see in him? Is it because he was serious about me but I'm the one whose making an effort to make this work. I told him I don't need flowers but my God, the perfect guy would give me without question. He said he didn't even think about it. When will I come to my senses? Is he still worth it? I may have just been blinded by his future plans about me and just anticipating for it. I'm not even here because I want his money. I want him because of him, he said he sees that but why does his actions say otherwise?

There was this instance that I jokingly got mad because he didn't bring money to buy cigarettes and he felt hurt because I told him that. Why would he even buy and expect me to pay for him if I'm not even smoking? Like does he expect me to buy all of the things for him? After he got his money, it didn't happen again. Yesterday, I wrote all the things he did that was a red flag for me and it wasn't hard for me to list it all down. As for the green flag, the red ones still outweigh the red.

There was this one day where I just smiled the whole day with him, we went to the coffee shop and it was his treat. He bought me an aquaflask but I asked for it but he did suggest the bottle to be bought and he took me home. Is it part of the plan just to keep me, will it be the same in the future?

I'm gonna be confined and in recovery for a month and asked him to do abstinence, will he abide? Lord, before I don't believe you but he mad me feel safe in your existence. If you exist, please let this be a smooth ride. Spare me from all the worries. It's only two months into this year and I don't wanna suffer anymore. Is it because I met him? What did I do to deserve these? Will I ever be happy?

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can you do junmin bf! head cannons like the minjae and sumin ones you did??🤭🤭🤭

💌 — RAHHHH he’s so cardigan boyfriend, I don’t know how else to explain it😣 (I’m sorry this took so long my gosh)

Bf!Junmin who I feel like gets very impatient very quickly, you’re in the middling of a conversation and he’s needing a kiss? He’s continuously poking into your side until he’s successfully pulled you astray from your train of thought and he’s finally got your attention. But! He does refuse to interrupt you verbally, because how dare anyone cut you off mid sentence >:( usually tugging at your sleeve, fingers tapping against your waist as he pulls you into his chest, don’t get him wrong he loves the sound of your voice but god you look so pretty, just needs you to be all over him even if it’s ephemeral compared to what he’s used to, bf!Junmin is so cute I’m gonna bark😞

Bf!Junmin who secretly loves when you baby him in front of his members, now he can tell you “Stoppp” all he wants, but you know he enjoys it from how he’s pulling you closer into him. Has the more adorable smile on his face whenever you kiss the mole on his nose. Now this one’s making my sleepy brain very mushy.

Bf!Junmin who I think no matter what, will always be stuck in the ‘honeymoon’ phase, like he’s always intentionally eating in a careless manner so that the residue of his food will somehow get onto his face and, oh no! he can’t seem to find it so you better wipe it off for him🤭 speaking of eating, if you’re going out to a restaurant he just can’t keep his lips away from meeting yours, it’s an active habit of having to remember to sit beside him instead of across because he’s always leaning his entire weight onto the table just for a quick kiss if he’s not seated with you, he’s also the type to get pouty if someone else gets to be beside you and he doesn’t, he’ll be subtle about it, but the mood in the air still shifts when he doesn’t get what he wants. Basically he has a crush on you, but that pre-relationship crush, like head over heels giggling and kicking his feet over you kind of crush.

Bf!Junmin who at times can be such a scaredy cat and just wants his girlfriend 😞 there’s no way he isn’t constantly “Y/nnn!” Whenever he doesn’t like something because you’ll make whatever it is that’s upsetting him disappear just from being close. He’s such a cuddly person when it comes to this, always wrapping his arms around yours so he can pull himself further into your side, hiding his face in your shoulder/neck. Ugh🫠 it’s always hard to get him off of you, and I can’t reiterate this enough, but the sweet boy just needs his gf!!!!

Bf!Junmin who earned the ‘clingy’ title wayyy before the two of you got together, if the group was planning to go out together he was always “Is Y/n gonna be there?” “Did we invite Y/n?” “Does Y/n know?” You’d show up for the hangouts quite often, but would always be quickly stolen away.

Ex: Plans to go to a movie theatre? The two of you are sneaking off to the arcade to play a few games sometimes both before and after the showing, the sound of his laugh, ugh🫠 the boys would be like “where’d they run off to now?” And then they hear his giggles from afar and are like “Ohhh.” + he always makes sure he’s bought a seat right next to yours, and if by chance that he wasn’t quick enough he’s always silently begging with the person to switch with him.

Bf!Junmin who has an album in his photos dedicated solely for pictures of you and Kongee, one of these pictures is his background and has been talked about it in a handful of videos, his two favourite beings in the world :,) his voice gets so soft, has a hard time looking away from the picture even though he looks at it every day— “Y/n and Kongee,” he’d hum whilst shoving his phone into the camera lens so the viewers could get a view of you and the small brown pup. “Only Y/n was able to come watch our performance today, not Kongee— unfortunately. I’m missing them a lot these days so I’ll be doing my best for them, I hope Kongee’s keeping my side of the bed warm for her while I’m working, I think I’m a little jealous.” He’s so cutie patootie it physically pains me.

Bf!Junmin who loves when you style his hair!! whether it’s unserious or you’ve taken an insane amount of time to perfect it he’s always telling you how good it looks, kisses as a thank you, takes so many pictures crediting “My love <3.” for being his own personal hairstylist for the day. UGHHH He’s such a “my love” kind of person, I can’t. Speaking of hair he’s definitely crashing out in 0.5 seconds whenever you’re scratching his scalp, and every time he swears that he won’t, pleading with you: “Can you keep going, please baby.” With sleep thick in his voice, how can you resist not only that but the sleepy look on his face!!!😞

Bf!Junmin who has a problem with picking up on your mannerisms, it’s always done so easily, the boys end up seeing it whenever they’re together, secretly smirking to one another when he starts making the same hand gestures as you while trying to explain something, using your slang, I feel like he’s also the type to eventually start laughing similarly to you, like one day he’s just “Her laughs pretty.” And then the fluctuations in his laugh start aligning with yours.

Bf!Junmin who we all know apparently has a decent alcohol tolerance, but when he’s drunk he’s drunk. He get more giggly than usual when he’s in the right place, the affection hard to keep contained when he’s intoxicated so he’s always “Y/n, Y/n, Y/n!” Even when he isn’t around you. There’s definitely been a few instances where Minjae has had to console him when they’re in a different country and you couldn’t come, it usually ends in Minjae having to FaceTime you so he’s reassured that you’ll be there waiting for him when he comes back home to you, his filter 100% gone so he’s accidentally letting some bedroom talk slip up in front of Xiker’s leader because you’re his and you’re just so attractive 😠 but he’ll pretend to have not heard it… even if his perception of Junmin is now slightly tainted.

Bf!Junmin who is so “What about it?” As if he isn’t doing/saying the absolute sweetest things to you🙄

Ex: words of affirmation? Of course, but he isn’t so open about it, I feel like he’s more of a quiet praising person, yk? Like when he’s screaming at you in a high pitched voice about how good you are at one of your hobbies it’s of course genuine— and also for the dramatics, but when you actually get the serious side of him he’s so soft :( lots of eye contact, hand usually found gently holding your face, thumbing at your cheek, speaks lowly so it’s only for your ears to hear that not even the surrounding air could distinguish a word.

Acts of service? I think he’s also someone who inevitably doesn’t need to make a conscious effort in order to make things even a little more convenient for you, the two of you just spend so much time together that he’s picked up on your habits (like I previously mentioned) that he’s helping you even when he doesn’t know it. He’s so the type to get used to making breakfast for the both of you that when he’s away he’ll still unknowingly prepare enough food for two even when it’s just him :( will get so sad that his face just ‘😕’ when he’s eating, he’ll send you a picture: “So used to having you that I didn’t realize you weren’t even here.” MY HEARTTTT.

Gift giving? He’s so gift basket boyfriend, and it always contains what you like down to a T!!! It’s always so nicely organized, a Pinterest worthy colour pallet— It’s a bragging point for him :b he’ll even add his own little touches that have you giggling when you’re pulling them out. Always needs to see your reaction because you being happy makes him even happier, likes knowing that he did a good job, wants to know he did good yet melts in your hands like wax held to a flame whenever you’re actually expressing your excitement and appreciation for the amount of time it must’ve taken to assemble such a pretty gift.

Quality time? Obviously, this goes with the clingy part, he’s always: “Hi! Can you come with us today? I miss you” always invites you to even the little things going on, and if you aren’t able to join then he’s texting you little updates here and there, just loves that you’re always one text away if you aren’t physically near.

Physical touch? GRRRR ARF ARF is how I feel because running the tips of your fingers over the surface of his tummy is so🤭🤭 being able to feel the definition of his abs under you, I’m ILL. He’s so open to you, lets you touch anywhere you want, encourages it so heavily that he’s always pulling up his shirt so you can get a better feel. He can’t stand clothes, just needs you on him, anytime you’re in public he’s the one slipping his hand under your shirt so he can knead the skin on your hip, he’s such a heater too😞

Nsfw Bf!Junmin who, in my opinion, boobs > ass. His fingers will gently poke at your stomach as he waits for you to give him the okay, and when you do he lets out that cute lil squeaky laugh ugh :(, how could you resist? And of course he occasionally has his more bold moments, sometimes he’ll sneak a little feel while the two of you are in the living room, on the couch, in the kitchen, lives by ‘if they don’t see they won’t know.’ And when he’s feeling particularly bold he’ll even do it in public.

Ex: You’re bent over looking through jewelry when he’s pressing up against you, pretending to simply hold you from behind while his hand works at breaking past the fabric of your shirt. He’ll pretend to be helping you, the side of his head resting against yours as he peaks over your shoulder, “That ring is cute,” he’ll say aloud, pointing in an uncertain direction with his free hand, just trying to keep up the innocent act while his other is literally squeezing and groping at you. “Oh, this one?” “No, no, that one babe.” And he points in another random direction, you play along for his satisfaction and he always makes sure to say thank you after too, because he’s just sweet like that😋

Bf!Junmin who loves whenever you’re simply just using him to get off but is still a whimpering mess underneath you, when he gets whiny🫠 loves when it starts getting a little messy because the hot showers after are always so sweet, you’re always so gentle with him, many sweet words exchanged as you’re helping him clean up, “just a few more minutes.” He’ll slur out so the two of you can continue to hold each other under the water:(

Bf!Junmin who is such a sucker for soft morning sex, a word hardly exchanged between the two of you, he’s just so used to your body that he already knows how to have you shaking and choking on your words. Sweet boy :( always reminds you that “You don’t have to” whenever you offer your help but he’s gripping the sheets so tight that you swear it’ll rip one of these days whenever you’ve finally reminded him that you “want to.”

Bf!Junmin when he’s feeling stressed/upset and confides in you in more than one way🫨

Bf!Junmin who is so lovely and can’t imagine finding any other person in any other life, other than you :,)

#bf!xikers #park junmin #park junmin x reader #park junmin imagines #bf!park junmin #xikers park junmin #xikers junmin #xikers junmin x reader #xikers junmin smut #junmin #junmin x reader #junmin imagines #bf!junmin #xikers #xikers imagines #xikers x reader #xikers smut #xikers hard hours

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dovez-yum · 3 years

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this day, every year, I hangout with snakes. Last year, the one before that, the one before that. And don't fucking come at me. Y'all are horrible. At least you were horrible to me. I refuse to be nice to people who didn't flinch before hurting me. Fuck off.

#i refuse to hangout with anyone today #it's a cursed date #ranting #snakes #who needs them anyway #angry memes

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tender-rosiey · 2 years

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❥ When your friend flirts with them

Includes Chuuya and Dazai

ᴀ/ɴ: hello—uhh i am alive and i humbly apologize for my absence; this idea popped into my head and honestly just straight up made me go 😏 this ain’t proofread, that’s the norm here

CHUUYA NAKAHARA:

Chuuya has standards

Very high standards

And to no one’s surprise you meet and even exceed them

And in addition to everything he loves about you, he hated most of your friends

At least most of them, and more specifically ones like this one

This p e r s o n

Was so generously invited to your house for a hangout with the rest of your friends

While everyone was having fun and just minding their own business, NOT trying to be a home-wrecker

They were planning— they were doing just that 🥰

Chuuya is a man BIG on loyalty and that included loyalty to friends, family and bosses

Said person was disrespecting said thing

They were high-key flirting with him and not-so-subtly insulting you

“Say chuuya, I don’t mean anything but don’t you think that y/n should act more refined? She is representing you in front of all these people after all; i could give her lessons about how to be an actual lady! You can pay me back by maybe hanging out tomorrow evening—“

Chuuya was just clenching his soon to break glass of wine while trying to desperately give them a chance to take back everything they said

Kindly, they did not get the hint

And everything has its consequences

Unfortunately for them, it was getting kicked out of the house and plainly humiliated in front of everyone

Until the end of the night, Chuuya kept glaring at everyone and anyone who he felt was suspicious or was talking crap about you

“Y/N, I will be supervising who you befriend from now on.”

“That’s manipulation, though.”

“I AM NOT TELLING YOU TO NOT HAVE FRIENDS! I AM TELLING YOU TO PICK THEM WELL!”

OSAMU DAZAI:

Dazai was about to combust from disgust

He already disliked this friend of yours because of what he has seen them do

However, he didn’t expect them to flirt with him

A taken man

A man taken by their friend

In front of said friend

You were trying your best not to just flip the table and slap the living hell out of them

And you were kinda bothered by how dazai wasn’t doing anything about the situation; instead, opting to silently and very discreetly stare at them in disgust

They were shamelessly pressing their body to his and while he displayed clear discomfort, they refused to acknowledge it and continued to be a hoe <3

“Say, dazai! Dazai! What do you think of my outfit today? Very attractive, right? I noticed it’s the same style that y/n wears! I think I might look a bit better in it, though; no offense, bestie!”

Soon though, dazai raised his hand and called for the waiter

Much to yours and your “friend”’s confusion

“Excuse me, there is this unbelievably annoying bug at my side and it has been quite disrespectful to both me and my lover. I would highly appreciate if you could get rid of it.”

Let me tell you, it’s like the waiter was waiting his whole life for this

It was kinda clear that she was clearly being a bitch

Sooo by the permission of his owner, dazai and yourself

Said waiter kicked them out of the restaurant and proudly entered back to find out he got promoted

All hail mister waiter

Dazai started fake gagging and spraying disinfectant spray on himself before he himself stuck to your side like a ——

“Oh my dear y/n! How tragic and how unfortunate that you had such an imbecile call themselves your friend! They are truly undeserving of your grace!”

He soon got up before looking at you and winking

“How about we go to your favorite restaurant?”

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sinumaki · 2 years

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HAIKYUU BOYS BEING SCARED TO CONFESS [1]

an. used my fave boys for this bc they deserve it

ft. nishinoya, iwaizumi, kenma, tendou x gn!reader

genre. like a drop of angst + fluff

☆ MASTERLIST

☆ — NISHINOYA

don't be silly. nishinoya? scared? to confess to his crush? why would he be? we've all seen how he acts with kiyoko, nishinoya is not one to be afraid of his emotions, especially not with the people he loves. so when his throat suddenly starts drying up around you, nishinoya gets worried. no matter what he does, the words he wants to speak won't come out. he wants to tell you how beautiful you look right now, how your skin is practically glowing today and how he's never seen anyone more ethereal than you. but he can't. nishinoya confides his worries with tanaka, perhaps he'd caught a cold? he suggests randomly, and tanaka laughs. loudly. it makes nishinoya frown. "noya, you're so dumb." tanaka teases, "you're just like how i was when i first met kiyoko. you're definitely in love." it makes him freeze. nishinoya finds kiyoko attractive, as well as the other girls he'd tried to flirt with, but attracted to and love were very different. his smile widens as he thinks about it.

"yeah, maybe i am."

☆ — IWAIZUMI

iwaizumi isn't afraid to admit that he's fucking terrified. the thought of confessing to you sends his heart into overdrive, makes his hands clammy and his chest ache in a way he'd never felt before. iwaizumi thinks he might actually die if he tried to utter those words to you. he blames it on his personality, being a bit more introverted and shy than his childhood best friend. he ignores the insecurities he knows lurk beneath the surface of his stone cold face. it's hard not to be a little bit insecure with someone as golden as oikawa next to him. "iwa," oikawa says in a suddenly serious voice after some silent personal spiking practice. "you should confess, y'know. if you'd just open your eyes a little more, you'd see they like you just as much as you like them." iwaizumi opens his mouth to argue, but the gym doors open up with a bang before he can, and you of all people come skipping in, smiling at him as you hold a bento in your hands. one iwaizumi knows is just for him.

suddenly, iwaizumi can't even remember what he was insecure about.

☆ — KENMA

kenma would rather break his psp than confess to you. yeah. it's serious. i mean- kenma can't even begin to think of a world where you'd accept his confession - much less one where he'd get the courage to even utter those words to you. so he just…won't. but then, he remembers he has kuroo for a best friend, and as his duty as kenma's best friend - kuroo refuses to let kenma hide away from this (especially when he can clearly see how you look at kenma) - and so, kenma's not exactly surprised when kuroo ditches the both of you, turning your group hangout into practically a date. kenma expects you to leave, to come up with an excuse to not spend the next few hours with someone like him - and instead, you pull out your own psp, challenging him to mario kart with a smirk on your face that he finds beyond adorable.

ah, confessing wasn't so bad if it would make you his.

☆ — TENDOU

well, with tendou's past - can you really blame the boy? he's got enough self esteem issues to last him years as is, and now of all people, he has to fall for someone as great as you? someone who, in tendou's opinion, is a universe away from someone like him. and yet, despite these insecurities, tendou cannot keep himself away from you for the life of him. he can't resist being near you and wanting to be around you. even as just a friend. it's too bad he forgets about another one of his dear friends - ushijima - who casually lets it slip how infatuated tendou is with you. tendou can see the discomfort oozing from you - the way you sway in place and avoid his eyes, and so of course, he expects the worse. it's too bad you forget ushijima is also one of your dear friends, and once again, casually mentions that the infatuation is mutual. suddenly, the discomfort tendou had seen in you suddenly seems more like you're rather flustered, and he can't help but smirk a little.

perhaps you're a universe away from him, but it seems like this universe still wants you to be together.

#sinumaki #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #hq x reader #nishinoya x reader #iwaizumi x reader #kenma x reader #tendou x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x you #nishinoya fluff #iwaizumi fluff #kenma fluff #tendou fluff #tendo x reader

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missteavious · 2 years

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dad hc's: natsuo & aizawa

AN: hey…. so i’ve been gone for a year, i feel super bad, so sorry shawties. hopefully i can get back on a sorta schedule on tuesdays/saturdays (key word HOPEFULLY) i'm going through a lot right now in my real life and i have school, so we’ll see :) send in ur requests and as always, enjoy -tea

gifs belong to the og gif owners!!

Natsuo

100% College dad/husband Natsuo

The Todoroki trust fund + studying to be a doctor just encouraged Natsuo to want to start a family with you as soon as possible, even if you guys are still in college

Natsuo definitely uses the baby as an excuse to get married

(He wanted to start a family with you and get married anyways, you wanting a kid/getting pregnant is just convenient)

1st baby turns out to be a big healthy boy

Natsuo loves his chubby baby, and he gets carried e v e r y w h e r e

If you’re too busy to take the baby during the day he will be more than happy to take the baby with him to class

(And anyone who looks at his baby funny gets the death glare)

Baby loves to hangout with his uncle Shouto— despite Shouto literally holding the baby at arms length because he’s scared of him

“What do I do with it nii-san?”

“He’s a baby Shotuo, just cradle him in your arms and talk to him”

“The weather today is lovely isn’t it”

“He doesn’t understand the concept of weather yet, try something more simple”

“.... Stocks?”

“—No.”

Enji has no idea the baby exists, Natsuo refuses to have his child to interact with Endeavor no matter how young he may be

Prepare yourself to have 3 kids by the time you're 30 because once Natsuo has one kid you guys will have more

He loves being a dad and raising kids with you is his dream

Family is his #1 priority and Natsuo can’t thank you enough for giving him the privilege of starting his family with you <3

Aizawa

His first adoption with Eri really put into perspective how much parenting meant to Aizawa

The amount of time and patience put into making sure Eri is happy and comfortable is really admirable

Using the title ‘dad’ didn’t come natural to Eri at first, so her go to name for Shouta was “Dadzawa”(hehe), she would refer to you with an endearing nickname as well

Eri has been caught multiple times sleeping in Aizawa’s sleeping bag when he incomes home late from patrol (AWH </3)

Sometimes when Aizawa sleeps with his sleeping bag at home, Eri slips in with him

This leads to a mini-sized yellow sleeping bag in your home next to his

He started to notice Eri’s shyness early on in her adoption, and considering her childhood he can understand why

With Shinsou however, Eri was like a moth to a flame

Shinsou made sure to spend as much time with Eri as possible, he wanted to be there for her in the way he wished someone was for him when he was her age

You and Aizawa can clearly see how much Shinsou and Eri love being around each other, and you both encourage her and Shinsou’s wholesome sibling-esque relationship

Aizawa’s training with Shinsou has made him already develop a soft spot for his student, Shinsou is a frequent guest at your home

Shinsou is over for dinner plenty of times and Eri is ecstatic every time he’s around

As Eri start to spend more time around Shinsou, she slowly becomes more comfortable with her quirk

Aizawa’s family structure may seem odd to many, but he loves his odd little family nonetheless :)

#bnha imagines #blackinbnha #bnha hcs #mha #mha hcs #mha fluff #bnha #aizawa x reader #shouta aizawa x reader #natsuo x reader #natsuo todoroki #natsuo x reader fluff #aizawa imagine #shouta aizawa #dad hcs #dad au #dadzawa

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hawks-supremacy · 3 years

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Pushed Away

summary: Kyotani Kentaro had a hard time letting people into his life, but you somehow managed to worm your way into his heart.

warnings: Swearing, fighting, super cheesy at some parts, angst

genre: fluff, angst

word count: 6.5k

a/n: This ended up being way longer than I intended it to be...oops.

You were in your second year of middle school when you met Kyotani Kentaro. You noticed he didn’t really hang out with anyone, often opting to stick to himself and not bothering to make any friends. You weren’t exactly extremely outgoing seeing as how you only had one or two people you would consider your friends, but you still wanted to befriend the guy who sat alone at lunch and seemed to have a constant scowl on his face. What’s the worst that could happen anyway?

So here you were with your neatly packed bento boxes, having packed an extra one in hopes your befriending attempt was successful. You explained to your two friends why you wouldn’t be sitting with them at lunch and they called you insane, you even invited them to come with confident in your endeavours and they quickly declined the offer. So with a smile on your face and peace offering in hand you made your way outside to where Kyotani usually sat by his lonesome.

As you sat down next to Kyotani he slowly turned his head to look at you, his signature scowl left on his face as he greeted you with a hostile, “What are you doing?” You looked up with a soft smile on your face, wordlessly offering him one of the bento boxes in your hand. His scowl turned to a look of confusion as you set the gift on the ground next to him when he refused to take it, “Are you deaf or something? What are you doing?” He asked with a little more edge to his voice than before.

You unwrapped and opened your lunch as you responded, “You’re on the volleyball team right? I’ve noticed you never eat lunch, you should eat lunch everyday so you have more energy for practice. So I packed you a bento box, I wasn’t sure what you would like so there’s a little bit of everything I usually eat.” You began to eat and his frown deepened as he still refused to pick up the bento box that sat to his left.

You stopped eating as he asked a simple, “Why?” You thought for a moment as you stared at each other. After a minute you shrugged and continued eating, “I want to be your friend.” You said in between bites of food. “Are you going to stare at me the whole hour or are you going to eat?” You asked, setting down your chopsticks and looking at him with raised eyebrows. You continued to stare at him until he silently picked up the bento box and opened it. He examined the food for a bit, looking up at you and back down at the food before he picked up the chopsticks and began eating.

You both ate in silence for the rest of the lunch period occasionally looking at each other like a silent conversation. Even though you hadn’t previously spoken to each other prior to today it was still a comfortable silence. You didn’t feel like you needed to talk to fill the void like you did with your other friends. As the bell rang indicating the end of lunch and beginning of the next period you packed up the empty boxes and stood up. As you went to walk away you heard Kyotani mumble a “thanks” as he walked in the opposite direction and you smiled as you went to your next class.

The next day you walked over to the same place as yesterday but Kyotani wasn’t there. You were a little disappointed but you figured he didn’t want to be bothered. You set down the bento box you once again made for him in hopes he’d come back later and turned around to go back to your usual seat. You didn’t make it far as you turned around and immediately ran into the boy you were searching for. You mumbled an apology that fell on deaf ears as he spoke over you, “What are you doing back?” He questioned as he walked around you to sit down in his usual spot.

“I came to eat with you again, but you weren’t here. I was just going to leave the bento in case you came back.” He was already opening the lunch as you explained and sat down by him. He mumbled something about his class getting out late as he stuffed his mouth full of the tempura your dad helped you cook.

You ate in silence for a few minutes before Kyotani cleared his throat, “So uh, do you like your classes?” He asked awkwardly. You laughed at his attempt to make small talk, coughing as you almost choked on the food you were in the process of chewing. You took a deep breath after calming down and looked up at Kyotani whose ears were slightly pink and looked less than impressed.

“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to laugh at you Kyotani, it’s just, you don’t have to make small talk if you don’t want to. I’m more than fine eating in silence until you feel comfortable enough to talk without sounding forced.” You gently closed your bento box as you explained your laughing fit. He nodded and went back to eating as you began some homework that was assigned in one of your earlier classes. You looked up as he softly asked what you were working on.

“Something for math, I’m not the best at math but I’m not the worst either. I just figured I’d get a headstart on the assignment so I don’t have to worry about it later.” You continued working on your assignment as you talked, Kyotani nodding as he finished up his food. You didn’t talk much after that, staying quiet as you worked on the problems presented to you on the paper. As the bell rang you packed up your bag and looked over and saw Kyotani with his eyes closed. You gently shook him as you tried to wake him up, “Kyotani, lunch is over we need to go back to class.” He hummed and swatted your hand away, “Yeah yeah, I’m getting up calm down. See ya later Y/n.”

It became routine for you and Kyotani to eat lunch together for the remainder of the school year. By the end of the school year what was once a comfortable silence was now a nonstop conversation. You both grew quite close but your interactions were limited to lunch. You didn’t have classes together and you weren’t sure if he’d be comfortable with you asking to hangout outside of school. So you left your interactions to lunch, which you were fine with. Until the school year was almost over.

It was the last day of school and you were thinking about how you wouldn’t see Kyotani until next year. He could tell you were a little upset and decided to ask what was wrong. “It’s the last day of school, so we won’t see each other until next year.” You were looking down at your food as you responded but you could’ve sworn you heard him let out a small chuckle before flicking you in the forehead. “Ow! What was that for?!” You exclaimed while rubbing the spot he flicked.

“You’re being dramatic for nothing. You have my phone number and I have yours, we can hang out any time either of us want.” He scoffed as he finished his sentence. Maybe you were being a bit dramatic, but you couldn’t help it. It was hard to tell what Kyotani was thinking or what he wanted to do. You weren’t scared of him, you were probably one of the only people who weren’t, but you made so much progress in being his friend and you didn’t want it to end just because you wanted to hang out outside of school and he didn’t.

“Kyotani, are you glad I became your friend?” You asked, scared to know the answer. He thought for a moment before nodding and asking why. “Well the first day I ate lunch with you two of my friends told me I was stupid and you’d never want to be my friend. I’ve been wondering if you’ve just been tolerating me all this time.”

He furrowed his eyebrows at your statement, “Did you believe them?” You shrugged in response because you honestly thought it was a fifty fifty shot when you first approached him. “That’s stupid, I wouldn’t let you sit by me everyday at lunch if I didn’t want you to. The only people I tolerate are people I have to tolerate, like my teammates. Your friends were idiots and so were you if you believed them.” You nodded as the bell rang signaling that your daily dose of Kyotani was over. You said goodbye to each other and went in opposite directions to your classes.

You were leaving the classroom when Kyotani decided to scare you, not intentionally, you just weren’t paying attention when he walked up behind you. “Should put a bell on you, I swear you came out of nowhere. What are you even doing here?” You said with your hand on your chest trying to calm down. He shrugged in response as you two exited the school, “Walking you home so I know where to go when I’m hungry.”

You gasped in mock hurt, “You’ve been using me for my cooking haven’t you! I can’t believe this, I’m honestly heartbroken at the notion. You should just turn away and leave now.” You said trying to push him in the opposite direction of your house. He planted his feet on the ground, effectively stopping you from pushing him any further. “If I didn’t know any better I’d say you didn’t want me at your house.” You stopped trying to push him and he turned around to look at you, “Do you not want me over to your house? Weren’t you the one who was all disappointed we wouldn’t be able to hang out anymore”

You opened your mouth to respond and closed it, not quite knowing how to phrase what you wanted to say. You thought for a moment, going back and forth in your head before deciding on a response, “It’s not that I don’t want you over to my house. It’s that my dad is embarrassing and I don’t know what he’ll say to you to be quite honest.”

He raised his eyebrows at your answer, “It can’t be that bad. Come on let’s get going, I’m sure your dad is waiting for you at home. You can come over to my house later and you can meet my embarrassing parents in exchange.”

You sighed and started to lead the way to your house when you realized he wasn’t following you. You turned around and saw him standing there with his hands in his pockets. “Are you coming with or not?” He started walking towards you after you asked. “Don’t blame me when my dad says something stupid though.” You said as he rested an arm on your shoulder as you walked.

“Dad, I'm home! I brought a friend with me!” You yelled into the house as you walked in and took off your shoes. You knew he was home because you saw his car outside. You heard footsteps round the corner from the kitchen as your dad came to greet you with a mixing bowl in hand.

“Hey, how was your last day of school?” He asked as he gave you a side hug. “Who’s this?” He said, eyeing Kyotani, trying to form a first impression of the boy in question as he stood there. You hugged him back as you responded, “It was fine, uninteresting. This is Kyotani Kentaro, is it okay if he stays for dinner tonight?” He agreed but only if Kyotani helped cook.

“ So this is the boy you’ve been cooking everyday for? They talk about you a lot.” Your dad said as you all entered the kitchen. You groaned at his statement, “Dad, can you not say embarrassing things like that? See this is why I didn’t want you over here.” You said turning to Kyotani who was chuckling at the interaction.

He shrugged, walking over to the sink to wash his hands as you finished, “I think it’s endearing that you talk about me to your dad.” You shook your head as you started to cut up vegetables, choosing to ignore the conversation your dad and Kyotani were currently having. You didn’t notice as Kyotani walked up next to you with a mixing bowl in hand, “How’s it going over here?” He asked, startling you.

“Don’t scare people in the kitchen, that’s how accidents happen Kyotani.” You scolded as he laughed at your response. He put his hands up in surrender and went back to mixing the contents in the bowl. Your dad smiled as he watched you guys interact, leaving you both to do your own thing instead of joining the conversation and ruining the dynamic you both had. He eventually told you both to go do something else and he’d come get you when dinner was done.

“Your dad seems cool. Also seems like a good cook.” Kyotani said as you guys entered your room. You nodded as you set your bag down next to your desk before sitting on your bed. “Yeah he’s pretty laid back with everything. It’s just me and him so he tries his best to be the strict parent every now and then. He’s also a professional chef, so I’d hope he was a good cook. You can set your stuff anywhere you want.” He nodded, setting his stuff by the door and sitting on your desk chair.

You talked about your family life a bit more, you found out he had an older sister who he didn’t really talk to and that his parents were separated but he lived with his dad. You explained how it was just you and your dad. Your mom got sick when you were younger and couldn’t understand what was happening or why your mom didn’t come home from the hospital. By the time you were done sharing tragic backstories your dad was calling you both for dinner.

Your dad quizzed Kyotani about his life and interests throughout dinner and you tried your best to interject when you felt things were going to be awkward but sometimes you were just a tad bit too late. Kyotani answered each question honestly and without hesitation, refusing to back down. You sat there the whole time thinking it was a mistake having him stay for dinner and how you should’ve just stuck with your answer of refusing him coming over.

At the end of dinner Kyotani had to go home and you said your goodbyes. Your dad said he was welcome over anytime and you were just glad they didn’t end up fist fighting over some of the questions that were thrown out. You were glad you pursued your attempts at becoming Kyotani’s friend. You could tell you were going to be friends for a while.

Two years later you found yourself and Kyotani watching a movie while you studied in your living room. It had been a month since you both started your first year at Aoba Johsai and you two happened to be in the same class. You got out of volleyball practice a few hours early and came home to study. You joined the volleyball team as their new manager to hopefully spend more time with Kyotani and make sure he wasn’t getting into too much trouble. You finally finished the homework you were working on for the past hour and sighed looking over at your best friend who was laying down on your couch, having finished his work fifteen minutes ago. You went over to where he was and sat on the floor in front of him poking his face until he woke up. “What do you want?” He asked before closing his eyes again.

You sighed, folding your arms on the couch cushion and laying your head on top, “Why’d you almost get in a fight today?” Earlier today you left Kyotani at lunch to go get a drink from the vending machine down around the corner and when you came back he was in a yelling match with some random kid you didn’t know. You stopped him before he could actually start throwing punches and pulled him away. He shrugged at the question saying it wasn’t important. “Seriously Kentaro, I don’t understand why you’re so angry all the time. You’re actually really nice and chill if you just let people get to know you.”

He sighed as he sat up, “Because it’s easier to have everyone hate you than trying to get everyone to like you. Why bother trying to please people when you can just worry about yourself.” You frowned at the response, you sure didn’t hate him. He didn’t really try to make you hate him either. Sure he wasn’t the nicest when you first met but he also didn’t yell at you or anything drastic like that.

“I don’t hate you. I don’t think you hate me either, you didn’t try to get me to hate you from what I can remember either.” You said as you got up from the floor and sat next to Kyotani on the couch.

He yawned as he stretched before turning to you, “You were different. I don’t know how to explain it but you are. I didn’t mind letting you into my small bubble, you know?” You were shocked that he was opening up like this, usually your conversations just consisted of him telling you about everyone that got on his nerves that day and you talking about the new people you met.

Of course whenever you met new people you knew they weren’t going to stick around long. Often they would talk bad about your best friend without knowing that you were friends, so you didn’t stick around them much. Not that you minded, you were perfectly content with your one good friend, not feeling the need to be friends with every single person you met in your life like some people did.

The only problem was that within the past year you began to develop feelings for your best friend. You started to fall in love with the guy who pushed everyone away but you. The guy who never showed any other emotions than annoyed or angry. The guy who you couldn’t quite figure out, and now? Now you were trying to figure out a way to tell him. “Y/n? Are you there? You’ve been spacing out for like three minutes.” He said waving his hand in front of your face.

You turned your head to look at Kyotani who was smirking, trying not to laugh at the fact that you had zoned out. “Were you talking that whole time?” You asked tilting your head slightly to the side.

He raised his eyebrows for a bit before speaking, “Yeah I was just saying how I’m in love with you and how I think you’re the one for me.” You gasped and looked at him with wide eyes about to confess before he started speaking again, “I’m kidding I was asking how you think you’re going to do on the test.”

You closed your mouth and furrowed your eyebrows. “That’s not very nice, you know. You shouldn’t play with other people’s emotions like that, Kyotani.” He was about to speak before you interrupted him this time, “I mean what if I believed that you liked me like that. Of course you don’t it was stupid to think you could, but for you to joke about it? That’s a new level of low.”

You continued to ramble until he eventually cut you off, “Y/n! Would you shut up for one second so I can talk?” You stopped talking and folded your arms, refusing to look at him. “I do like you, that’s just not how I wanted to tell you. I wasn’t sure if you’d like me back so I played it off before you could respond. Sorry if I hurt your feelings, you’re the last person I want to hurt. You’re probably the only person I care about.” You started tearing up at his confession, feeling stupid about the current situation. “Are you crying? Shit I’m sorry.”

You shook your head trying to blink away the tears that were threatening to fall. “No it’s a stupid thing to cry over, sorry. I like you too Kentaro. I just thought you didn’t so it was overwhelming when you said that. Again stupid, sorry.”

He pulled you into a hug that basically ended with you sitting on his lap, “Don’t apologize for your emotions, Y/n. I’m glad you like me back, this means I have a reason to yell at the guys who ask me if you’re single.” You laughed as you hugged him back.

“You know Kentaro, this is the most emotion you’ve ever shown.” He shoved you off of the couch telling you to shut up. You continued your laughing fit before you paused realizing something. “Wait, is that why you almost got into a fight today? Because that guy asked if I was single?” When he didn’t say anything and refused to look you in the eyes you started laughing. “Seriously Kentaro? You were mad because someone asked if I was single? I’m flattered that you felt like you needed to fight the poor boy but holy shit, you probably traumatized him.”

He just shrugged in response as he mumbled, “It was the way he asked, he was all cocky about it. Was hitting on you too saying you had a nice ass.” You opened your mouth in mock hurt, “Are you saying I don’t have a nice ass?” You watched as he stumbled over his words, trying to back track over his previous statement.

You continued the back and forth teasing and laughing for the next hour and a half until your Dad got home. “Hey Dad! How was the restaurant?” You asked leaning over the front of the couch to watch as he walked in. Kyotani hooked an arm over the back of the couch and turned his head to briefly greet your dad.

“It was okay, pretty busy. Is Kyotani staying for dinner? I brought plenty of leftovers from the restaurant.” He said, taking off his coat and walking towards the kitchen. You jumped up from the couch and followed him into the kitchen sitting down at the table as Kyotani followed closely behind. “Yes he is, unless he’s going home right now?” You asked Kyotani who shook his head as he sat next to you. “Well I hope you like nigiri, we had a party of 10 who preordered it and never showed up.” Your Dad explained as he sat down with the to-go containers of food. You high fived your dad, “I love when that happens.”

You spent 10 minutes discussing how school was and any upcoming assignments that were due or tests that were coming up. You were about to talk about the upcoming practice match that Aoba Johsai had against Nekoma when Kyotani spoke up, “I’d like to date Y/n, if you’d let me.” You whipped your head towards your Kyotani who was having a stare down with your Dad.

You looked at your dad who looked at you and then Kyotani confused, “You mean you haven’t been dating this whole time?” He asked innocently. “I seriously just assumed you were dating this entire time, I’m sorry.” He continued when no one said anything.

A week later a Kyotani was taking you on your first date. You weren’t doing much, he just took you to get some ice cream and now you were sitting on a swing set just talking about nothing as you stared at the sky. It may not have been much but you wouldn’t have traded it for the world, in your eyes this was the perfect first date.

At the end of the date he was walking you home and he mentioned that he was nervous that the date wouldn’t be enough and you’d hate it. After all, you didn’t really have jobs so it was all he could afford at the time. You told him it was perfect as he dropped you off at your house. You were about to kiss him when your dad opened the door, “Oh did I interrupt, my apologies. I thought you forgot your house key and that’s why you were standing here. I’ll just uh, let you continue.” He slowly backed away and closed that door.

“Oh my god that was so embarrassing. I’m so sorry.” You said while running your hands down your face in both frustration and embarrassment. Kyotani chuckled as he removed your hands from your face and placed a gentle kiss on your lips. “It’s fine. Goodnight Y/n.” He said and walked away. You yelled a goodbye and walked inside to see your dad smirking at you. You felt your face heat up and quickly walked to your room wanting to avoid an awkward conversation.

A month later you were walking out of your classroom when one of the second years from the volleyball team stopped you and made you follow them. When you rounded the corner you saw Kyotani pinning some poor boy against the lockers all but screaming in his face. Your eyes widened as you scurried over to where they were, pulling Kyotani away from the traumatized boy. “Kentaro you gotta stop getting in fights before you get suspended or expelled.” You said softly as you intertwined your fingers with his and walked out of the school.

“I don’t care, you didn’t hear what he was saying about us.” He huffed and turned his head away from you. You asked what he said and felt his grip on your hand tighten. “He said you’d get tired of me and my attitude and leave, and when you did you had plenty of people waiting to sweep you off of your feet. I think what made me so mad is that he’s right. When you get tired of me you have all these people waiting to take you away from me.”

“Kyotani Kentaro, you stop it right now.” You said coming to a full stop making him face you. “I will never get tired of you, okay? If other people wanna talk about us then let them. They don’t know you like I do. I know you’ll never treat me like shit because you never have and you never will. I have full trust in you and I hope you trust me too. Understand?” You cupped his face as he nodded, “Good.” You said as you quickly pecked his lips and kept walking home.

It’s been nearly a year since you started dating Kyontani and you were panicking because you weren’t sure if you were doing anything for your one year anniversary. Sure you wanted to celebrate but you didn’t know if Kyotani wanted to do anything. You weren’t sure if he was going to get you anything and you weren’t sure if he was going to be mad or happy at the fact that you were getting him a gift. It’s all been so nerve wracking.

The past month or so you felt bad because you’d been picking up extra shifts at your dad’s restaurant to get more money to help pay for his gift, which meant that you were unintentionally avoiding Kyotani. He’d been questioning why you were taking extra shifts suddenly and you always just said that you just wanted to help your dad because he was short staffed.

You weren’t even sure what you were going to get him, you had an idea but you weren’t sure if you wanted to follow through with it or go with something different. You had a week before your one year was coming up and you decided to just follow through with it. You were on the phone with the people who would be preparing your gift when Kyotani rounded the corner and waved at you. In a state of panic that he would find out you turned around and quickly walked in the opposite direction.

You finished up your call and went to find Kyotani, kinda feeling bad that you just avoided him like that. You walked over to your guys’ usual spot, sulking, not that he would ever admit it. “Hey sorry about that, it was an important call.” You said sitting down next to your boyfriend, who moved his hand away when you tried to hold it.

“Who was it?” He grumbled still refusing to look at you. “It was just my dad, he was letting me know that he probably wouldn’t be home for dinner tonight.” What you said wasn’t necessarily a lie, your dad did text you earlier to let you know that he had to cater a party tonight so he wouldn’t be home until later. You were a terrible liar and you figured it’d be easier to lie if it was only a half lie.

Two days later and the company called you back confirming your order and what you wanted. They called while you were hanging out with Kyotani at your house, you quickly excused yourself and went outside to the back to take the call. Kyotani looked at your dad who just shrugged in response. When you came back Kyotani asked who called, you said no one important and he left it at that.

It was two days before your anniversary and you were telling Kyotani that you had to pick something up after school. “I can come with you, I don’t mind.” He offered. Sometimes you really hated that he was sweet and considerate sometimes.

“You can’t come with, sorry ‘Taro.” You watched as he sighed and looked annoyed before asking why not. “You just can't, okay, I can’t explain it right now but you can’t come with.” You couldn’t find an excuse as to why he couldn’t come with you so you just tried to deny him gently. You could tell he was getting frustrated and upset with you and you were glad that you’d be able to give him his gift soon so you could stop being secretive. You knew you could’ve just told him now but you really wanted it to be a surprise.

“You’ve been so secretive lately and it’s getting really fucking annoying and frustrating.” He said as he shook his head. “I know and I’m really sorry, but can you just trust me?” You asked and he sighed deeply before agreeing. You gave him a peck on the cheek before telling him thank you and that you’d text him later when you were home.

It was the day before you’d give Kyotani his gift and you texted him saying that you were going to school early and that you’d just meet him there when you both usually got there. You knew the third years on the team practiced in the gym before school started and you wanted to get their opinions on the gift. You were talking about it with them before you decided on it so you wanted their final approval. Sure they weren’t friends with Kyotani but they spent the most time with him other than yourself of course. Besides who better to get advice on a custom volleyball than some volleyball players themselves?

You were in the middle of talking about the price, because Oikawa was considering getting one, when the door to the gym opened with a slam. You spun around quickly hiding the volleyball behind your back when you saw it was Kyotani. You were about to greet him when he started talking and angrily marching towards where you guys stood.

“I fuckin knew you were doing some shit behind my back.” He nearly screamed at you. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion as you tried to talk but was immediately cut off before you could even start. “I mean how long did you think this whole secretive “trust me” bullshit would last? Someone told me you were cheating on me with one of the third years and I didn’t believe them because you were always spouting off with that “Do you trust me?” shit. I should’ve known better than to trust you, or anyone for that matter.”

You looked down at your feet as your eyes started to water, not wanting Kyotani to see you cry. Iwaizumi tried talking to him but was quickly yelled at, accused of being the one you were cheating on him with. Iwaizumi and Kyotani were in the middle of a yelling match when you interrupted them, shoving the ball into Kyotani’s chest who caught it before it fell to the ground.

“I was trying to get you a gift you asshole!” You screamed back at him. He examined the gift before looking back at you and opening his mouth before closing it again, trying to find something to say. “Save it you dick, I don’t wanna hear it. It’s easier to have people hate you than to try and get everyone to like you right? Mission accomplished, everyone officially hates you now.” You said with tears streaming down your face. You exited the gym before he could say anything and went home for the day. You texted your dad and asked if he would call the school and let them know you were sick, he agreed and asked what was wrong but you just said you’d explain when you got home.

Kyotani was staring at your gift after you left with furrowed eyebrows, and it was like it was staring back, mocking him. He looked up when Oikawa started to speak, “You know Y/n-chan worked very hard to get that for you.” He said with his arms crossed. “Yeah they worked hard at their dad’s restaurant to be able to get the money to buy that. It wasn’t cheap, they said it was about 14 thousand yen?” Matsukawa asked Hanamaki who nodded. “Yeah and they asked us for advice on what kind of volleyballs we use and what brand we think are the best. They really put a lot of thought into this gift.” Hanamaki continued to lecture Kyotani before Iwaizumi spoke up about the situation.

“Seriously you fucked up. They told you to trust them and you said you did. Then the first person that comes along and says “oh hey y/n’s cheating on you” you choose to believe that person instead of your partner who’s been by your side since what? Second year of middle school? You’re an idiot and you need to fix this because they may have said they hate you but I know that’s not true. So go fix it before they actually hate you.” When Iwaizumi was done scolding Kyotani he took off running to your house, not caring if he missed school.

He got to your house and knocked on the door, he was surprised when your dad answered the door and immediately closed it. He knocked again hoping your dad would open the door for him and he does, only to tell him to go away and close the door again. He desperately knocked again and when your dad opened the door this time he just sighed and said “What do you want?”

“Can I please talk to Y/n? I really messed up and I realize that now, it’s just everyone’s constantly telling me they’re going to leave me one day and I got scared that it was happening. I just want to make this right.” Kyotani practically begged and your dad just stared at him before saying “no” and closing the door again.

You looked at your dad from the couch after he closed the door and he sighed as he turned to you, “He sounds like he’s sorry and he means it, but I’d make him sweat it out before you talk to him. It’s up to you though kid.” With that he walked away to the kitchen to make you guys lunch. You thought about it for a second before deciding you’d do what your dad said and let him “sweat it out” as he said.

You and your dad spent the day watching movies and baking treats to take your mind off of things. It was after supper and you were helping your dad with the dishes when you glanced out of the window and saw Kyotani still sitting outside your door. You gasped which caused your dad to look outside as well. When your dad saw what you gasped at he chuckled at the sight, “Well he’s dedicated that’s for sure. I say go talk to him, I can handle the dishes by myself.”

You sighed as you mentally prepared yourself to talk to Kyotani and walked outside. He looked surprised as you sat down next to him but didn’t say anything. “I’m sorry.” He said after a minute passed. You scoffed in response, folding your arms over your knees and resting your head on your arms, facing away from him. “I was an idiot, I know. I feel really really bad, believe me I do. Everyone’s telling me that you’re too good for me and you’re going to leave me-”

“I know.” You said cutting him off, “I heard you tell it to my dad. I just wanna know why you didn’t trust me enough to not believe them. I don’t care about what other people think, Kyotani.” He winced as you called him by his last name rather than his given name. “I really care about you Kyotani, but you really hurt my feelings. I tell you constantly that I’m not just going to up and leave you because I know you’re different from what everyone else sees. Then you went and treated me like I was everyone else. You pushed me away.”

“I won’t do it again Y/n, I promise.” He pleaded. “Yeah but I don’t know that Kentaro.” You already made up your mind to give him one last chance, you just wanted to hear what he had to say. “But I do, I swear I won’t. Please, I don’t want to lose you. You’re the best thing that’s happened to me and I really don’t want to lose you.”

“Fine, I’ll give you one last chance. If something like this happens again I’m not giving you a third chance. You have to fully trust me and communicate with me. Don’t just assume because the first person you saw told you something that’s not true. Okay?” You finally turned your head to look at Kyotani and it looked like he was about to cry.

He nodded in agreement, “I promise I’ll trust you and talk to you if I have any doubts, which I won’t.” You gave him a soft smile and pulled him into a hug. “I love you Y/n.” He said as he nuzzled his head into your neck. “I love you too ‘Taro.”

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