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More Than A Helping Hand | 🔞

──★ ˙pairing: Shownu x Fem!Reader ──★ ˙warnings/contents: SMUT, p*rn with just a crumb of a plot, established relationship, roommates!au, college!au, rich girl!reader, friends to lovers trope, dom!Shownu, sub!reader, simp shownu...lowkey..., masturbation (female) , dirty talk !!!!, some degradation, 'princess' as a nickname, tiny bit of choking, very minimal impact play/reader gets a small slap, let's assume reader is on the pill bc of the creampie, there's a sprinkle of fluff kinda, soft aftercare bc why not, ... please let me know if i missed anything ! ⸜ (｡˃ ᵕ ˂) ⸝ ──★ ˙word count: 6.9k ──★ ˙ a/n: this is literally so self indulgent im so sorry ──★ ˙summary: your university roommate Hyunwoo is everything you wanted and then some.

right now, in this room i'm saying i can't take it any longer

You never wanted a roommate. In fact, what you were actually in search of was a housekeeper or personal assistant; your friends had made you aware of that fact when you described what you thought was the ideal roommate. However, when your parents shipped you off to attend university in the city, they made it very clear that you needed to learn how to live without all the luxuries you were accustomed to at home while you attended school. They had made it through their early adulthood without all the nice, shiny things. Everything they currently had, they attained through hard work after finishing school.

It was your turn to experience that.

Your friends offered you two solutions to your problems after growing tired of your complaints: get a part time job or get a roommate. Having a part time job seemed out of the question to you because you could barely manage your busy social life along with school work. Naturally, having a roommate was the option that was most appealing. Initially, trying to find someone who met your impossibly high standards for a roommate was difficult. The people who responded to the flyers you posted around your university campus were always too much of something for your liking. Whether they be too talkative, too quiet, too boring, too obnoxious, too stingy; they were never just right. 

Until Son Hyunwoo, the pride of the music and dance department, came along.

 

On top of being an ace in all of his classes, he was incredibly attractive, very nice, and just the right amount of talkative for your tastes. But being honest with yourself, you probably would have accepted him as a tenant just because of how hot he was and he left a good first impression on you when he let you copy his notes back in your freshman year. He moved in fairly quickly and the two of you seemed to mesh well due to his helpful nature and you...well, often needed help.

 After a few months of living together, he easily gained the title of your right hand man as you two did everything together. Even if most of the time, your idea of bonding together was running errands with him while you delegated what to do. Perhaps it was because of the attraction he felt toward you, he had no problem doing the silly little tasks you would ask of him which led to the situation the two of you were currently in.

Sitting at the foot of your bed, phone in hand, Hyunwoo was taking pictures of you as you tried on various outfits from a recent shopping spree you went on since you finally had some spending money. 

“This skirt looks a little short.” You comment as you examine yourself in the full length mirror in your bedroom before striding over to Hyunwoo. “What do you think?” You give a little turn and pose as you present yourself to him.

Looking up from his phone screen and shifting his gaze to you before slipping his phone into his pocket, he purses his lips in thought; giving you the impression he was seriously contemplating the details of your outfit. Yes, he did think the short was incredibly short. When you twirled around to let Hyunwoo see your attire from all angles, the simple movement caused your skirt to lift just enough to expose the cheeky thong you were wearing. But, Hyunwoo wasn't going to let you know that. Simply because he wanted to be able to enjoy the sight of you prancing around wearing that miniskirt during some sort of outing you would inevitably make him join you on. 

“It looks fine. It makes your legs look longer.” Hyunwoo tells you with a plain expression to mask how he truly felt. While your attention goes back to observing your own reflection, his eyes are quick to fixate themselves on the perfection that he views you as. With every turn and pose you make in the mirror, Hyunwoo has to make sure not to stare too long in fear of being caught but the sneaky, longing glances are barely enough to satiate the feelings of desire that lay seated deeply within him.

Giving yourself one more look in the mirror, you sigh in dissatisfaction before calling over Hyunwoo to help you undo the zipper on your skirt. He hears your request but the words don’t process to him immediately due to his ogling so when he finally realizes what you had just said, he’s thankful he didn’t blow his cover by literally jumping up at the chance to help you undress. Approaching you slowly, cautious hands start to reach toward your body.

“Be careful with the tags, I still don't know if I wanna return this.” You warn when you feel his hand hold on to the hem of your skirt while the other pulls down the tiny zipper. Once the zipper is undone, you casually begin to strip out of your outfit before changing into a plain hoodie and leggings. 

It was just a tiny bit fucked up how after you had gotten comfortable around Hyunwoo, you seemed to constantly neglect the fact that he was a healthy, young man with an ample interest in the female form as you had no qualms about changing around him or walking around the apartment in just your underwear. One time, you had even called him into your room while you had a fever and asked him to administer your suppository since you couldn't see yourself in the mirror well enough. That event may have been the straw that broke the camel’s back and caused Hyunwoo to start having lewd thoughts about you; but he would never admit that because it made him feel like some sort of sexual deviant.  

However, the truth was that had you done these things with any other man, they would take it as you purposely tempting them and teasing them. But that was just something that never seemed to cross your mind whenever you behaved the way you did. 

Initially when you first started to show you were getting comfortable, Hyunwoo actually did think you were coming on to him. Alas, that idealization was quickly shattered when he learned that due to your upbringing, it was simply second nature to you to always have someone ready to assist you with the most basic tasks such as getting dressed. It bewildered him that you managed to live on your own for as long as you did. But Hyunwoo couldn’t judge you because university was the place where one was guaranteed to meet people with vastly different upbringings.

When you're done changing clothes, you go to sit on your bed and motion Hyunwoo to give you his phone before he hands it over to you then begin looking through the pictures he took of you; a pleased hum falling from you.

“Not bad.” You mumble mostly to yourself, praising how well your outfits photographed. “Send these to me.” You tell the male, tossing his phone back to him. He easily catches the cellular device and obliges to your request; your phone vibrating on your nightstand and hitting your ears with an obnoxious clattering sound, indicating you received the pictures. You reach for the device to look over the pictures once more and decide which one to post only to panic upon realizing the time; scrambling to your feet then dashing to grab your handbag. 

You say something about a nail appointment to Hyunwoo on your way out of your bedroom, nearly tripping over all the shoes in the entryway of your apartment while digging in your purse for your car keys. The front door opens then promptly slams shut; seeming to echo louder than usual as your roommate stood in your bedroom alone, trying to process the flurry of activity that had just happened. 

 In your absence, he tidied up the leftover mess from your fashion show earlier and placed the brand new items with tags in the shopping bag they arrived in. Noticing that there were even more clothes sporadically placed around your bedroom floor, he took the liberty of collecting the small piles of worn clothing before dumping them in your hamper.  

Now, it was almost as if the Lord was testing Hyunwoo; seeing if he was being sincerely nice and doing you a favor by cleaning up or if he was just seriously down bad waiting for you to give him some sort of reward for being a decent human. The calm composure he usually maintained on the outside in order to keep his less pure feelings under tight wraps had nearly faltered when he caught sight of a pair of lacy panties peeking out from under your bed. Initially, when he reached to toss it with the rest of your clothing, he didn’t think too much of it. However, once he picked it up he not only got a whiff of your feminine scent lingering on the fabric, he noticed the way that the crotch of it was slightly dry and caked with what he could safely assume was your arousal. The little devil on his shoulder urges him to pocket it for himself and use it as erotic fodder for his imagination since you probably wouldn’t even notice it was missing; and on top of that, parting with a single pair of panties was the least you could do for him. But alas, his rational thinking overpowered those thoughts in the end and he quickly tossed it into your hamper.

Hyunwoo eventually retired to his own room and you returned from your nail appointment; picking up dinner on your way back as a small gesture of gratitude. When you announce your arrival after unlocking the door and swap your shoes for a pair of house slippers, Hyunwoo comes to greet you, fondly reminding you of the puppy you had to leave with your parents. Taking the bag of take out food from your hands, he brings it over to the dining table and you follow him excitedly; practically skipping over to the fridge to fetch some beverages before sitting down at the table. 

“Look at my new nails!” You exclaim gleefully, going through a series of poses to showcase the jewel adorned acrylics that now decorated your fingers. “Gyaru style has been trendy recently and I can’t remember the last time I had a manicure this Instagram worthy.” You continue to babble as Hyunwoo takes the seat across from you, untying the knot of the plastic take out bag then spreading out the containers on the table and opening them to reveal fried chicken from a place the two of you frequented often.  

“Aren’t your nails a little long? How are you gonna get anything done?” He questions in a teasing tone, reaching over for the cans of beer you brought out and opening a can for each of you. 

“I can do things just fine.” You tell him, a small pout forming on your face as you sift through the take out bag to retrieve a pair of plastic gloves and putting them on with ease before finally grabbing a piece of chicken and proceeding to eat as if you were trying to convince him of your capabilities. 

The rest of dinner is filled with casual conversation and lots of laughter over several cans of beer. When the two of you finish eating, you follow Hyunwoo’s lead as he starts cleaning up; which had become a common practice for you after he made a joke about not being able to help you forever. It was just a lighthearted comment and the two of you knew that at some point in the future the two of you would stop being roommates, but you couldn’t help but feel saddened by the idea of not having Hyunwoo around. Besides the fact that he did things like take off your makeup when you were too drunk to remember, take all your outfit of the day pictures for you and finish your food for you when you went to cafes solely for the aesthetic, you genuinely enjoyed his company. 

Hyunwoo was the one who babysat you when you would get blackout drunk at all the frat parties you went to together. He was the one who went with you to all these random outings with you just so you could maintain your silly little instagram persona. He didn’t just help you out with your stupid errands and chores, he also taught you how to get accustomed to living on your own. During the time the two of you lived together, you felt like you grew up a lot thanks to his nurturing behavior towards you and that was something that would be impossible for you to pay him back for. 

When the two of you finish cleaning up after dinner and part ways, going to your respective bedrooms, you find yourself tossing and turning unable to get any sleep. 

You tried counting sheep, imagining little fantasies of you on vacation, and even got up to make yourself a nice cup of special imported chamomile tea that your mother had swore by; but none of those things worked. So, you found yourself laying back in bed watching long YouTube documentaries that you thought would bore you so much you would just fall asleep. 

But even that didn’t work and it was time for one of your last resorts. 

Leaning over the side of your bed and  yanking open the drawer of your bedside table, you rummaged through its contents before pulling out a bullet vibrator. It was a rose gold device with a textured pink silicone tip, the entire thing was small enough to be concealed in your fist so when you pressed the power button on the bottom and heard the toy roar to life you flinched slightly. Quickly turning it off after checking that it still worked, you spend a few minutes trying to get comfortable in bed.

Once you’re relaxed, you slip your pajama shorts off and let them get lost in your bedding, tentatively holding the toy in one hand then turning it on once again before bringing it to your panty clad center. The strength of the vibrations are felt before you even make direct contact with your clit so once it does, your inner thighs tremble ever so slightly at the intensity. Eyes falling closed and your lips parted in a silent moan, you use the toy to massage gentle circles over the sensitive bundle of nerves. It doesn’t take long for your climax to build because of how powerful the toy is. 

Your body covered in a light layer of sweat; silk sheets clinging to your skin as you roll your hips against your own hand holding the toy, desperately trying to get more friction and finish quickly but it seems like the universe is against you as you notice the vibrations start becoming weaker and weaker the closer your orgasm gets.

 Then, right before you were able to finish the toy dies completely and you let out a loud groan of frustration. 

Now, on top of not being able to sleep, you were now sweaty and angry about your ruined orgasm. You weren’t really thinking rationally at this point, your mind was only focused on two things: getting your big O and then going to sleep. So, when you text your roommate asking if he was still awake, you’re pleased when he replies quickly and you immediately ask him to come to your room. 

“Is..something wrong?” Hyunwoo asks once he arrives, awkwardly standing off to the side of your bed frame.  For the few moments he’s in your presence, you count him yawn at least three times and realize that he was either sleeping or very close to falling asleep prior to you texting him. Feeling bad that you cut into his time to rest all because you couldn’t satiate your own desires, you pat the empty spot in your bed, silently instructing him to fill the space beside you; and of course, he obliges. The only source of light in your room comes from a small lamp on your nightstand and casts a soft golden glow as the two of you sit in silence for a bit while you try to string together the words of your proposal.

“I have a favor to ask you.” You start off demurely, giving Hyunwoo an expression of neediness he’s never seen until now. Blinking away the remainder of sleep in his eyes, he further examines your expression to try and figure out what you wanted from him at this hour. With the way the light and shadows danced across your face, Hyunwoo could have sworn he detected your eyes looking at him with lust but he could only chalk it up to him being tired and imagining what he wanted to see. 

“I was gonna go back to bed, I don’t know if I wanna go to the convenience store for you at this hour.” He laughs to ease his nerves but the expression you wear on your face turns serious and he begins to feel on edge again. 

“No, I don’t need you to get me anything.” You tell him, your brows furrowing as a frown grows on your face. 

You’re beating around the bush and both of you know it.

 It creates a mutual feeling of unease between the two of you but for different reasons; Hyunwoo being nervous about what you could possibly ask of him at this hour and you being embarrassed about the next words that were going to leave your mouth. 

“Would you sleep with me?” You ask in a meek voice as you avoid making eye contact with him, idly twiddling your thumbs; trying to mentally prepare yourself for him to reject you.

“Isn’t it a little childish to need me to comfort you after a nightmare?” Hyunwoo chuckles in response which makes you even more frustrated than you were before. “I mean-”

“No, not like that.” You cut him off hastily. “My vibrator died on me.” 

The silence that falls over the two of you is so loud and creates a tension so thick, you could have sworn it would suffocate you if you opened your mouth to say anything else. In that moment, you had started to regret asking him for such a favor; knowing that you asked him for too much and crossed the line this time. All you had wanted now was for him to reject your request and go back to his room like nothing happened.

“See? I told you those nails were gonna make it more difficult for you to do things.” Hyunwoo teases, alleviating the awkward atmosphere and making your cheeks feel warm at the implication of his words. “How do you want me to help?”

The sound of his question makes your breath get caught in your throat, causing you to get choked up and cough a little to clear it. 

“You’re messing with me, right?” You respond in disbelief at how casual he is, looking at him with wide eyes.

“Hey, you’re the one who called me into your room this late. Do you want my help or not?” Hyunwoo quips back; rendering you silent for the time being. You know he’s just heckling you for the fun of it but there’s a slight sharpness in his tone that you’re not used to hearing from him. The remnants of your ruined orgasm already has you so hot, it’s hard to tell if him talking to you like that is what further excites you.

Your mind no longer has the capacity to think of words to say to Hyunwoo and you let the primal feeling of lust fully overcome you as you slowly close the space between the two of you. Your lips make contact with his for the first time and the sensation of his plush lips on yours has you craving more contact. Though you were the one who initially called him to quell your frustrations, Hyunwoo kisses you back with such intensity, it leaves you breathless. He makes it difficult for you to want to pull away but at some point, you need to replenish your oxygen. When you break the kiss, your lips are slightly swollen and you’re panting very softly. Along with the mortification that came with you basically asking your roommate to fuck you, you were now embarrassed by the fact he literally took your breath away and had you wanting more. 

“Having second thoughts?” Hyunwoo asks gently, genuinely concerned about if he had come on too strong or made you uncomfortable. Though he was elated to finally experience kissing you, he was getting nervous all over again. There were so many things to worry about like you not liking the experience or if the two of you went any further-

“No, it’s fine.” You quietly reassure Hyunwoo which effectively snaps him out of his anxiety ridden engrossment. 

After that, everything progresses so fast you can’t even recall who kissed who, who started tugging at the clothes or anything. But it wasn’t like that mattered as you and Hyunwoo were finally getting what you both wanted. Sprawled out beneath him with your camisole hiked up to expose your chest, Hyunwoo’s pajama pants and underwear were thrown together in one piece somewhere, and your soaked panties decorating the floor waiting to be collected as a souvenir later for Hyunwoo. Whoever said nice guys finish last probably had some other fatal flaw holding them back because here Hyunwoo was; one of the nicest guys at your university, getting something he wanted just for being a genuinely kind person. 

As eager as he was, he was still a romantic at heart and had tried to convince you to partake in some foreplay before getting to the main event; but as soon as he peeled the lacy fabric off your body to reveal the way your arousal clung to your skin, creating a translucent trail between your center and the panties— he understood why you were so impatient and insistent on having him fill you immediately. Kneeling between your spread legs, one hand guides his cock to your sopping hole while the other idly settles on your inner thigh. Just the feeling of the tip of Hyunwoo’s cock grazing your folds as he spreads your arousal is enough to make you start squirming beneath him and trying to get him inside you. 

“What’s taking so long?” You whine out. “If you’re gonna tease-”

Your bratty tangent is cut short by Hyunwoo finally slipping the tip of his cock into your cunt after taking a moment to mentally prepare himself for the sweet heat that was between your legs. 

“Don’t worry, I'll take care of you.” He reassures you.

Maybe he’s being dramatic because he had been too busy for hookups. Maybe he was just a major simp for you. But the wet, warmth you encase his cock in as he ventures deeper into you is something beyond his wildest dreams. Hyunwoo thanks the heavens that you needed some time to adjust to his size stretching your taut walls because at this point he was worried that if he moved, he would bust too quickly. And it wouldn’t just be quick, it would be an obscene amount. 

The slight sting of your cunt stretching to accommodate him seems to further excite you as soft moans fall past your parted lips as he bottoms out and you’ve finally taken him to the hilt. Just the feeling of having Hyunwoo fill you like this is enough to quell your impatience from earlier as you bask in the feeling of being so full. Your eyes flutter closed as you brace yourself for whatever sexual frustrations you knew Hyunwoo was going to unleash upon you. Even if you were totally unaware of the less than pure thoughts he had about you, you knew he wasn’t meeting up with any sneaky links in his free time; how could he if he willingly spent almost all of his time outside of school and work with you?

“Fuck—” You hear Hyunwoo mutter. 

Curiously, you open your eyes to see how he’s fairing but instead of being greeted by him looking at your face or your chest,  you find that his eyes are fixed where your two bodies meet and he’s admiring the way your cunt greedily swallowed his cock. And of course, your gaze follows his and the sight sends a rush of heat straight to your core.

The sight only becomes more enticing when he slowly pulls his hips back until only the tip remains inside of you and both of you see his length slicked in a thick, shiny coat of your arousal. Though the juicy image is something you don’t mind having imprinted in your memory, gawking at the sight wasn’t doing enough for you. 

It almost scares you when you realize how in sync you and Hyunwoo are; right when you’re about to forgo your pride and beg him to fuck you like the needy slut he somehow managed to awaken in you, he speaks up first. 

“I’m sorry, I can’t hold back anymore. I want you so bad.” He hastily confesses before his hands migrate to your waist, getting a firm grasp on you as he lifts your hips from the mattress and pulls your ass onto his lap starting to thrust into you. Almost immediately, your hands go to reach for his strong arms and hold on tight, hoping that you would be provided with some sort of stability.

You gasp in surprise about how rough his movements are, feeling just how sincere his words were. Hearing the verbal confirmation that Hyunwoo was just as needy as you allows you to finally get out of your head and just focus on what was happening in the moment. And as your sense of touch zeroes in on the way his cock was rubbing against your walls just right, the rest of your senses and thoughts also become infatuated with anything to do with Hyunwoo. 

The euphonious sound of his groans and grunts that make you clench around him, effectively causing him to make more noise. The fresh scent of his bath products mingling and mixing with the smell of sex that hung in the air. The familiar taste of the vanilla chapstick you loaned him as he closes the distance between you and his lips finds yours once again. 

Though he was consumed by the feeling of being one with you at this moment and adored all the positive feedback he was getting from you, Hyunwoo was still aware of how late it was in the night and knew if you got too loud, you could expect an angry note on your front door. 

“Kiss me properly.” Hyunwoo growls lowly against your lips; obviously irritated with the way your jaw fell slack as more obscene moans poured from your throat. “You’re too loud.”

“S-sorry.” You stammer after you feel him give a particularly deep thrust into you. 

Another moan threatens to leave you but desperate to please Hyunwoo, your lips find his again as an attempt to silence yourself. Engaging in a slow, sensual make out that contrasts starkly in comparison to the way he was roughly rutting his hips against yours, you manage to stay quiet for a little longer but you eventually end up pulling away from him when your lungs start to burn in need of air. 

“Please don’t stop.” You whisper breathily into Hyunwoo’s ear, holding on to him for dear life as you feel every thrust he gives you bringing you closer to that sweet, sweet finish you were deprived of. 

“I said I’d take care of you, did you think I wouldn’t follow through on that?” His question is rhetorical and normally you would complain about him being so mean to you. But in this context, it’s so much more exhilarating. “I just wanna please you.”

The salacious sound of skin slapping against skin seems to put you in a trance— eyes rolled back and lips parted as you find yourself getting lost in the feeling of being fucked so thoroughly. Light bruises vaguely resembling the shape of Hyunwoo’s fingerprints bloom across your hips but they go unnoticed by the both of you even when he starts moving you around to adjust your position. Remaining on your back, your legs were no longer uselessly dangling on either side of Hyunwoo and had been hoisted over his shoulders, allowing his cock to stimulate you from a different angle. That same tight hold he had on your hips resumes on your thighs as rough fingertips latch on the meaty flesh. And any bruises that were to result from this vice grip were going to be eagerly accepted. 

The new angle combined with Hyunwoo picking up the momentum of his movements has you seeing stars beneath your eyelids as you squeeze your eyes shut to fight back the tears stinging the corners of your eyes, overwhelmed by waves of euphoria just on the horizon and threatening to sweep you away. A few tears manage to escape anyway as Hyunwoo’s cock consistently stimulates a particularly soft and sensitive part within your pussy, making it hard for you to think.

You want to let Hyunwoo know just how good he’s making you feel and how much you love having him stimulate all your senses; but there isn’t a single coherent thought in that pretty little head of yours so forming words and sentences is out of the question. All you’re able to do is let out these pathetic moans and gasps as you’re being split open by probably the best cock you’ve ever had. 

“You look so pretty like this, princess—” Hyunwoo muses as he looks down at your dazed expression, the sound of his voice breaking you from the spell he had temporarily put you under. “So pretty and so cock drunk.” Once his words register to you, you’re only able to giggle like a ditzy lovestruck high schooler in response because of how true his statement was.

“It’s so hot when you’re mean to me. Keep talking to me like that—” You urge him, a broken moan leaving you as he gives you a particularly rough thrust that makes your entire body shake. 

“Yeah? You wanna hear me tell you that you’re just a horny brat who can’t do anything on her own and needs me to help her cum?” He rasps, your cunt clenching around him again confirming his words. “Fuck you for teasing me and making me wait so long.”

Pulling his hips back, Hyunwoo slides out until only the tip of his cock remains inside of you and before you could even whine in protest, he slams back inside of you causing a choked out gasp to fall past your lips. 

“So cute and needy for my cock. Tell me, is it really that good?” Hyunwoo laughs breathlessly. 

“It’s soo fucking good.” You obediently reply back. You’re ready to beg him to just fill you with his load already but the words get lost in your head while more moans pour from your tired throat as his thick cock stretched you with every snap of his hips against yours. 

Hyunwoo places a hand on your sternum that trails up to your neck, fingers giving a light squeeze to your throat before he cups your face. He stares down at you with such a domineering expression, you feel so weak beneath him as your lips part in a soft moan. Seizing the opportunity, Hyunwoo swipes his thumb over your bottom lip and forces you to suck on his thumb as a means of quieting down.  It works for a bit as your tongue eagerly swirls around the lone digit. With your moans silenced for the time being, Hyunwoo relishes in the wet squelching sounds being created by him pummelling your soaked cunt. But when the head of his cock kisses your cervix, a small whine rumbles in the back of your throat. Removing his thumb from your mouth, he gives your face a light slap for being so noisy.

At this point, you felt like that wave of euphoria had not only come crashing over you, it had also carried you out to the sea with no lifejacket. You were drowning in bliss and it was turning your mind into goo. 

Just when you thought Hyunwoo couldn’t outdo himself, his hands took a hold of your legs and pushed them against your chest as he leaned in; practically folding you in half and fucking you deeper at this animalistic pace that has you clawing at his arms. You probably left some serious scratches on him with your nails but that didn’t matter at the moment. The only thing that mattered was the feel of Hyunwoo’s cock dragging against your walls and fucking into you like he was training your cunt to mold against him and only him from now on.

And quite honestly, the idea of him being the only person you slept with didn’t sound so bad. In fact, it sounded like the most ideal scenario. It was just so good it could make you-

“F-fuck, cumming—” You barely manage to get out before your walls start to flutter around his swollen cock before soaking him in even more of your  juices in hopes of spurring his climax. 

Your hands reach for his shoulders as a feeble attempt to get him to ease up on your sensitive walls, but you’re too wrapped up in these overwhelming sensations hitting you all at once and your words get lost once again. Thrusting into you like a dog in heat, Hyunwoo has you digging your nails into his once flawless skin while you’re unable to do anything but patiently wait for him to finish. Considering how long it’s been since either of you had gotten some action, you had no idea when he would decide he was done. With his cock working your overstimulated pussy, it triggers another wave of ecstasy to wash over you as another rush of your juices gush over him as the squelching sounds of him filling your cunt get even louder. 

More than pleased with his handiwork , Hyunwoo has you in a mating press, fucking into you even deeper as he finally lets his own climax rapidly build and overcome him after suppressing his own desires just so he could focus on pleasing you.

“Where should I cum?” He asks you urgently, feeling his release creeping up on him. 

“Please, just cum. Anywhere.” You beg, tears brimming your eyes as your sensitivity was starting to get the best of you and you were finding it hard to remain still underneath him. Even with his body firmly pressed up against yours, you were a blubbering, writhing mess. 

The squelching of your slick cunt paired with your needy plea was more than enough to make the coil in his stomach wind tighter and tighter until his hips stutter; thick ropes of cum spilling into your womb as he poured every bit of his sexual frustration into you. The feeling of him finally releasing within you was enough to trigger one more orgasm within you and your walls clenched around him, milking his seed out of him as his thrusts slowed down but increased in depth until they eventually stopped. 

Carefully slipping out of you, trying not to further overwork your lady parts, Hyunwoo makes a dash for your en suite bathroom. With laundry being a chore the two of you switched off on frequently, he was familiar with where you kept your things and quickly located a fresh washcloth before running it under some warm water. Returning to your room, Hyunwoo finds you lying in bed on your side in your usual sleeping position that consists of your arms under your pillow cradling your head while your legs are outstretched. Luckily for him, it’s easy to wipe away the lewd mix of bodily fluids that was leaking from your center before it could stain the sheets. As much as he wanted to stuff his cum back into you, he figured it would be better not to push his luck with you since he had already been blessed with you fulfilling a desire he had since he moved in with you. 

After cleaning you up, Hyunwoo covers your naked lower body with your comforter that was previously kicked to the side before attempting to locate his pants and underwear. He does a quick survey of your bedroom floor and only sees your lone panties in plain view. Still not forgetting that he intended on pocketing those. He checks under your bed only to come up with nothing. The last place that would make sense to check would be the mix of blankets that you were currently tangled in but you looked so peaceful sleeping; he would feel so bad if he woke you up after wearing you out like that. Realizing there was no real reason for Hyunwoo to be so urgent about finding his pajama pants since being totally naked around each other was no longer uncharted territory, he could find his clothes later. Now that he had finished his job of making you cum and helping you go to sleep, he collected his prize and proceeded to see himself out so he could rest in his own bed. 

Throwing on a new fresh pair of boxers as soon as he was in the comfort of his own room, Hyunwoo slipped underneath his covers and fell asleep with a smile on his face, pleased with the events of tonight. Knowing you, he assumed that you would just treat tonight as another one of the many favors you often asked of him. Though, if things did get awkward it would probably be a first for the both of you because he couldn’t think of any other instances where there was obvious mutual tension. Letting his thoughts settle down, Hyunwoo finally gets some shut eye.

Maybe about an hour or two after falling asleep, he ends up waking up for the second time tonight. But this time due to the fact he felt so parched. Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes so he could get up and go to the kitchen, Hyunwoo slowly sits up in the dark. 

Something feels off but he can’t quite place his finger on it.

He wanted to think that he was just feeling the lingering excitement from earlier, but there was something seriously different about his room. Shrugging it off, he reaches for the water bottle on his nightstand and quickly unscrews the cap; drinking from it ravenously until the bottle is empty. Carelessly tossing the bottle onto his nightstand, he lays back down to go back to sleep. 

Until he realizes that the water bottle he just drank from was still cold like it hadn’t been out of the refrigerator that long. If Hyunwoo left the water bottle near an open window while he slept, the cool temperature of the water wouldn’t have been questioned; but that wasn’t the case. And the most concerning part of this whole thing was that he didn’t even stop by the kitchen on his way to his room earlier.  

Looking around in panic, everything looks fine. 

Nothing seems out of place. 

Maybe he’s just overreacting from the lack of sleep.

Settling back underneath his blankets, Hyunwoo rolls over to the cool, empty side of his bed. Or at least, he tried to. And that’s when he realized there was a second body in the bed with him that caused him to panic internally as he sat up in bed again.

“Ouch.” The familiar sound of your voice surprises Hyunwoo just as much as it quells his nerves. Pulling back the covers to reveal you laying in his bed with his boxers that he was looking for covering your once naked lower half, he looks at you in astonishment as you groggily turn your body to face him.

“What are you doing here?” He laughs softly, trying to mask the fact he just about damn near pissed himself because he thought that you were some type of strange intruder.

“You left me alone,” You pout as you pull the blankets back over yourself. “And you left me alone in a bed with soaked sheets.”

“I thought you were sleeping.” Hyunwoo reasons, laying back down beside you and feeling you curl up against his side, making yourself comfortable as you lay your head on his chest. 

“I was, but leaving me by myself in those conditions is so mean.” You tell him as your hand comes up to pinch his nipple in annoyance. “I’m a nice girl who likes nice aftercare, I expected cuddling from you since you’re usually such a gentleman.”

So of course, Hyunwoo would spend the rest of the night cuddling you; as well as many other nights from now on. 

#monsta x smut #monsta x imagines #monsta x scenarios #monsta x hard hours #shownu smut #shownu scenarios #shownu imagines #shownu x reader #kpop smut #kpop fanfic #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #sttks writing

[gizkasparadise]

List of dramas where the large age gaps (regardless of gender) didn’t deter the chemistry or ruin the drama for you, including noona romances where the age gap IS the plot

And dramas where they didn’t. I ask because I have been recommended the Turkish drama Aziz and I’m hesitant because the age gap between the two bothers me too much. Of course it is just my opinion and no one else’s and I could be wrong about it but it posed a major hindrance to me

sure! here's some that come to mind--not taking into account actual actor ages because i am too lazy to look them up :'D

Female Lead is the Older One aka Noona Romances

empress ki. QUEEN SHIT. she's older & more experienced in life than her ultimate love interest (#spoilers) and the chemistry is A++++

find yourself was a fun if average drama, but the chemistry between the leads was A+

the glory okay there's not a ton of shippiness yet, but i'm 100% sold on the potential of them in the first half

someday or one day is kind of screwy, since it's about time travelers, so who's the oldest switches around quite a bit. alice ke i think is more than 5 years older than her love interest though

eternal love: ten miles of peach blossoms. the female lead i think is like. 10s of thousands of years older than her final love interest; visually they look around the same age though #immortals

my fated boy bored me and i ended up dropping it, but the chemistry iirc was fine and the show operates on the noona romance trope

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Male Lead is the Older One

the rise of phoenixes im actually not sure how old the characters are supposed to be, but there's a sizable age gap IRL between them. the chemistry is RIDICULOUS

love between fairy and devil sort of counts? visually, they're around the same age, but the male lead has 1000s of years on the female lead in-story #immortals

because this is my first life has two couples where there's an age gap and they're both pretty great

moon lovers: scarlet heart ryeo is an entertaining rollercoaster mess of a drama, and the leads have great chemistry

my liberation notes this one isn't as straight up romantic as the other dramas listed, but there's about a 10 year gap between the leads and they work really well together

when a man falls in love. this drama is not universally liked (in fact, most people hate it but THEYRE WRONG), but it basically operates on the age gap/power gap trope and is a dysfunctional ride full of morally grey characters. i loved it, but i love mess so take that as you will

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edit: OOPS, sorry, missed the second part of the ask. dramas where the chemistry/age gap didnt work for me:

romance is a bonus book. i didnt vibe with the main couple and i think the ML had some big maturity problems as of where i left off. also i never mentally got over the fact that she was divorced A FULL ASS YEAR and he didnt know????

cheese in the trap. i liked this drama but the ML just felt way, way older than everyone around him so it’d be a little off when he’d get involved in the petty campus antics

mr sunshine. i didnt feel it between eugene and ae sin. at all. literally any of her other love interests would have been preferred

#asks! #kdrama #cdrama #twdrama

[fallingsunflower]

BESTIES I'm so sorry - I hit my post limit waaaay earlier than expected! Some of y'all joined me on my backup account, (which I also hit the limit on lmao), but I'm back now.

I had over 400 asks to go through and I'll give you a warning that not all of them will appear (either because they were old or because they were topics we already answered). But here is a giant list of asks I compiled for you from when I wasn't allowed to post lol they don't really require my response but I found them entertaining to read. Hope you don't mind I've just put them all together in one post. It's also to save me from using up my 250 posts lol

"this is all so embarrassing like my god imagine when the promotion of the movie starts how horrible it will be for other people who made the movie too"

"SELL UR TICKETS TODAY WATCH THE MOVIE ILLEGALLY, next article we’ll be talking about these two assholes filing for bankruptcy. cheap harlots. don’t mess with your meal ticket."

"hate to say it but i defs think they‘ve got a sliver of the gp’s attention for five minutes"

"I am scanning through all these photos looking for just ONE where he looks like he's smiling and enjoying this. It's so crazy."

"I guess those are all the pics we’re getting right now. But I wouldn’t be surprised if they finish the Italy trip off with one more major Backgrid photo shoot."

"Olivia’s trending on Twitter but not Harry. Like it’s obvious who’s getting the PR gains here!"

"If they dont give us a 6 month or more break after this im gonna need them to pay for my therapy bills from now on bc of this damage no joke let me crawl back into my shit hole now 😑"

"The palce they at is referred to as “tuscanys best-kept secret”. Everyone point and laugh."

"she looks like she’s enjoying all of this. he looks like he wants to push her into the water."

"a few people said he’s keeping his shorts pulled up or covered in all the shots because of the Nike branding which they ask to not get photographed. What a setup."

"Man I knew the second those Tomdaya pics came out of them kissing and how they were trending so fast that HO were going to do something to 'top' them. Its pathetic /// FRRR. she probably hoped for the positive reactions that people gave tom & zendaya but unfortunately, miss girl got the opposite. when will they realize that nobody, but his fans, find them cute lmao can they just stop, it’s so embarrassing 😭😭😭"

"He really out here doing this with someone who almost old enough to be his mother, shiiiiiiiit. Sickening. Sick of these 2 for real now, i was fine with the good old blurry back content and whatnot but this? Crossing a line here nobody wanna see that shit and knowing how people feel goooooood damn."

"I aboslutely despise kendall for obvious reason but this one is actually worse than the hendall one bc you couldnt really see as much as now dis gos tang."

"She’s also wearing the cross necklace again. I feel like if that was so meaningful to her she wouldn’t risk loosing it in the ocean 🙄"

"guys have eyes on tmz. I Do not have tw now. they were so aggressive towards them"

"I'm sorry for Harry because you lost your damn mind bro"

"Now why the hendall pics are better ?? NO SHADE BUTT"

"I’m genuine confused like do they actually want dwd to flop or what? I just threw up in my mouth I sure as hell ain’t gonna watch their sorry ass movie. Is it supposed to flop? I’m so confused!"

"The match was not interesting enough so they cooked up something different especially since people were pointing out how they staged the PDA. And the page 6 article is out already!!!"

"Who the fuck thought this was a good idea"

"Is it just me or does harry's face looks really blank for someone out on a Romantic date with his alleged girlfriend.?"

"if thats it, harry hasn’t no game🤣🤣🤣🤣"

"so this is why the tabloids weren’t talking about the match pics! they didn’t have any value on their own. now with the yacht pics? my oh my they’re gonna get the clicks of their lives. her team was prob like “wait a sec we got something for y’all”"

"If they were models hired to act like a couple they wouldn't get the job......"

"Not them starring right at the camera in some of them help make it less obvious will you"

"HENDALL🤣🤣🤣is that uuuu"

"Harry’s ass crack thought it should make an appearance too."

"What a great day for team PR, happy Monday you guys! Let's pop the champagne 🍾🍾🍾🍾 P. S. They both need acting lessons, tbh"

"It’s quite interesting how everything that’s happened before I’ve seen predicted weeks/and in advance on blogs or fan accounts. Like his life has always been so predictable but damn"

"He was hiding the Nike check. That’s why his swim trucks are rolled up to an absurd degree even for him. He knew he was gonna get photographed."

"What I’m noticing is wether people like them together or not, everyone’s saying they’re aren’t a hot couple…there was more chemistry in the Kendall pics by far"

"i also find it weird that he’s not smiling in any of the pictures and it would be one thing if there were five pics from ten minutes of time but there are like 70 from an obvious extended period of time"

"It's interesting everyone involved is being Team Try Hard. Yet the universe says no. The last set of pics, Tom and Zendaya overshadowed. People even paid more attention to Angelina and the Weekend (even if business possibly). Fast forward to today and all this fakery only for Gwen/Blake to tie the knot. His team needs to get a clue. She needs to go. Harry needs to clean this up fast."

"Ok i looked at one hugging pic and one kidding pic and they could not look more stagged. It looks unatural ,strange and weird from all angles. You can clearly see from their body posture they are posing for a photographer from backgrid."

"Like I said in my ask a couple days ago the day we get kissing pics is the day that I believe this is all a stunt and I was right. They took a page out of hendall 2016 and it’s looks so forced and awkward. Hendall did it better cause at prater they had chemistry. They must be scared this movie is going to tank because they are pushing this way too hard"

"Real, PR, or whatever relationship it is, they’re fucking boring. You are on a yacht in Italy, can’t you have a little bit of fun? I can’t believe how boring they are, I just can’t. Even if it is just PR, can’t you make a fucking dumb joke so you can laugh or something? Do they have anything in common like to talk about or discuss or make fun of? I’d literally killed myself if I looked like that in a relationship. They are not communicating in any photos we’ve got. They are just walking, or sitting. Even when they hold hands or kiss or hug, they never communicate."

"okay but did ya’ll see the pic of her diving in?? i can’t stop laughing 😭😭😭😭"

"they look horrifically awkward i cannot believe what harry is doing"

"“HEY PAPS COME GET A PIC OF US KISSING TO MAKE OUR RELATIONSHIP MORE BELIEVABLE!!!!!”"

"his ass is hanging out and her bra is almost off what in the hell"

"Hqs on a yacht like that? Mhmhmhm hmmmmm / I bloody well hope that’s not the extend of their acting. That’s dire! 🤦‍♀️"

"this is literally the most predictable “couple” to exist. first, people talked about them showing up the game, and they did. second, people were just talking about kissing pics... AND THEY JUST CAME OUT LMAOOOOOO"

"annnnnnnnnnnnnd there it is. YOU KNOW THEY KNEW THERE WAS A CAMERA."

"ok but where’s the pda or did that get made up? cause these have to be the most awkward pics i’ve ever seen which makes me feel better 😂 also i can feel the meme’s coming with the one of her diving off the boat"

"I call it how I see it they are both assholes and full of shit. Like do your fake kiss somewhere else I do not want to see it!"

"Can they at least act like they’re having a good time?"

"hahahaha I can't stop laughing with that photo of O it's literally her knowing she's being photographed and diving into a professional swimmer style😭"

"the pics are so organic that Olivia is looking straight at the pap before kissing Harry."

"he looked a lot happier with kendall in their yacht pics compared to today’s. i know that was PR too, but he was very smiley and seemed talkative. with this girl it’s like the complete opposite lmao."

#this is also good visual proof for how many people are on team PR lol

[thirsthourdemon]

What does happiness look like?

Includes: Kuroo

Genre: Angst, a tad of fluff

Warnings: cheating?

A/N: Mwuah Happy? What happy?

Cold and trembling, he was submerged into the freezing water up to his collar bones. Head resting on the dull coloured wall tiles of his bathroom, kuroo stared aimlessly at the edge of his tub. Chapped lips and a bored gaze on his pale face that night. Why cant we just be happy? To be obliviously happy. What did happiness even look like anymore? Was he even worthy of happiness?

These questions constantly seep their way into his head and like the overthinker he was, he’d spend hours remaining in the cold water pondering on when he was every going to see the light again. Bathing for decency. As he stood up from his position, he sneaked a peek at the autumn sky in the small compact window on top of his bathroom. Though his body was telling him to quickly cover himself, he simply took his time wearing clothes, still dazed. The moaning and groaning of his stomach, though not new, did not fell into deaf ears as he had thought to walked over to the local ramen shop to get something to eat. It wasn’t foreign for him to feel that as he had been doing that for a while. Eating just to survive. He pockets his keys and looks over at the jersey he was supposedly proud of. Framed with a picture of his previous volleyball team beside it. The smile he has on his face with the sweat dripping down his brow. Staying alive just for the sake of being alive.

What face will he make when he sees what happiness looks like again? The clicking of the door echoed telling him that he could go already. Once again taking his time, he admired the view of the night all the while not noticing the fumbling bike about to crash at him. In a swift moment he had barely moved aside as the bike had coming crashing into the pile of garbage cans. The loud crash scaring the kittens that have been concealing themselves using the bins and bags. “Im fi-hay-ne” she slurs through her loud announcement of her state while trying to pick herself up from the rubble.

“I wasn’t asking-“ “Well that’s mean! Didn’t your mother teach you to help those who needed it?” She banters while patting herself to rid of the dirt, though that did nothing to the stench that she now had on her. “You dont seem like you need help though...” his voice was in between a low growl and mumble. “Ha?! Look at this boy! Not even helping a lady! Who raised you?” She starts grumbling, picking up her bike and trying to get back on, ultimately failing. The night was so dark that only the light post was illuminating the way, looking at the ill mannered girl, he had finally gotten a good look of her face.

Scrunched up nose with stars for eyes, clearly scratched and a bit of filth layed on her soft cheeks. Her brows furrowed to the center and sweat glistening on her forehead. Cutting through his admiring thoughts” Then let me help you. My apartment is near by” he utters, seemingly regretting this but accepting the situation when she turns to him with a toothy grin and runs close him.

She smelled of garbage and oil, amusing him though she starts rambling about her day.

Wow she actually thinks I care...Hmmm...when will she even stop talking? At least she’s not awkward, I guess? What is she even talking about? “-So there I was right? He was trying to talk me into letting him eat me while I was on my period. Calling me his little ketchup packet-“ “HAHAHAHAHAHA WHAT?!” A hyena like laughter emits from his lips. When was the last time he even laughed like this? His grabbed onto his sides and cackled the night away. The night, the moment he looked at her...

His eyes relaxed and a small smile to his dry lips, that was the face he had when he had finally seen what happiness looked like again.

The face he had made everyday since then.

“Tetsu! Look at the kitten mugs! We should get some! It looks great!” “Y/N, we dont need-“ “LOOK! They even have nekoma themed mugs! And fukurodani ones! These are great! Did you know I actually went to fukurodani?” Her blabber was a tune that was constantly stuck to his head now. Watching her bring the mugs to the counter, he quickly hands his card to the register without her protest...well up until “I could have handled that yknow?” Another one of her famous complaints. Who knew happiness was a small woman in an old jacket and was as aggressive as a chihuahua?

“Fine, then you can buy the tea, kitten?” The raven offered as she feels her cheeks grow warm at the nickname. “Of course Im paying for tea, idiot!” Hurriedly grabbing her shopping bag and walking to the entrance that kuroo had opened for her. Walking side by side while munching on the weird convenience store they had both decided on.

“I like these! We should buy more next time, no?” Gasping at the delicious snack.

“Make yourself at home...” “Will do, sir~” she enters his apartment so casually and places the mugs down. Plopping down on her, self-proclaimed, spot while the rooster haired male had set up his kitchen for some tea she sets up the show they were going to watch. Spotting some packets of convenience store food, the smaller girl stared at them and started arising from her seat.

Kuroo felt small arms wrap around his waist and a cheek to his back. “Tetsu...” “Yes, kitten?” Replying with a teasing voice however regretting it as soon the male realizes what was happening. “I told you not to eat convenience store food anymore!” She scolds. Sigh It was a sight to behold. A 6ft tall man saying sorry to a smaller female, who was not even his lover, scolding him of not taking better care of himself. Though after all has been said and done she brings him to a cuddle on the couch. “Im just scolding you because I lov- ehem I..aughh I mean be-cause... you aren’t taking care of yourself again...you idiot” The last part sounding almost like a whisper. He was safe, content and most of all happy.

Recalling the questions he once had in his head.

Who knew happiness looked like her? An aggressive small girl who was way too confident.

A certain warm light to her eyes. Brow always dripping with sweat. She was fierce and weirdly competitive in things that don’t really matter.

‘Who could eat the most mochi?’ ‘Who could finish their tea first?’ Most of which the former captain would entertain. Happiness looked like her whenever she would run after the birds at the park and giggle at their “Cowardice” to face her.

Happiness sounded like her odd stories and her voice shouting at the store owner to haggle with her. She was happiness. She was his happiness.

He knew in himself that he liked her of course. Through his ups and downs they were together. The convincing him to go to classes. Y/N constantly riding up to his apartment just so she made sure he would actually go. Her constant “Good morning”...the...

“Tetsu, come on. It’s a great day to go to do something after classes!”

“OI! WHAT ARE YOU EATING?! You think rice is cheap? Ha?! Eat the food I made! No more instant noodles!”

“It’s okay. Let it all out. Im here. Your feelings are valid, okay?”

“Hey tetsu, I bought some Grilled Salted Mackerel pike!”

Until it became...

“Kitten! Let’s go to the beach!”

“Hey! Eat your food! It’ll get cold yknow?”

“Chibi-chan! You can’t even catch up!”

“Do you need help with that one? Here you do it like this...”

“Y/N, kenma said we’re meeting up at the cafe near the station. Wanna get ready at 10?”

“Hey shut the fuck up! She can wear whatever she wants. You’re just a pervert if you think you’re allowed to cat call her just for wearing clothes, ass hole”

Coming back to his younger, more passionate self. The happiest and the best version of himself, he thought that through this he was at least worthy and deserving of being loved by her.

However not everything is perfect. There were days where Y/N couldn’t even stop by. She was tired and she needed to rest for herself. Kuroo understand that but lately she was a bit too busy.

Was she busy? He wouldn’t have doubter her if...he hadnt..He saw her walking out of campus with a guy that day. More specifically the school’s counseling president.. She was so nice. Nice to everyone. Even to people like that. She was even nice to him. Him. He wasn’t even anybody. He was nothing and she was everything. He hated to think about it but...Maybe she just did that out of pity. She’s so nice that she would do that. Who was he?

Who was he to be important? He wasn’t a president of anything. He was just himself. Was he even worthy enough that she takes care of him to such an extent? What could he do for her though?

The sudden creak of the door alerts him, his sharp eyes meet Y/N’s frame holding a bouquet of flowers. “Oh hey can you help with these? The guys at the committee bought them for me as thanks but I honestly like gardens more hahaha Still sweet though” Taking off her shoes and handing him the big bouquet of red to pink roses. He could have done much better. She didn’t even like their stupid bouquet.

“There’s a green house tea house thing close to my university. Wanna go then? I mean Im going to be dropping some stuff off at my locker so-“ “Really?! Sure!” An excited squeal came from her lips while she stepped in and occupied the majority of the couch in a deflated or one might say tired pose.

“Please pick from our flower charms!” The host to the tea shop announcing enthusiastically at the duo. Normally the two would have picked different flowers however captivated by certain flowers with bright pink petals that point to the sky. Cyclamens with small papers which read “Fight for your love”.

Just like fortune cookies.

Well what do you know? Passionate love then? What a coincidence due to the situation. To fight for your love.

Being seated at their booth, both had looked around the place. Clumsily piled high with beautiful plants and the sun light almost seemed too perfectly placed. Y/N looked as if she belonged there. With the flora decorating her, one would have considered her a fairy. “You look...N-nice...kitten” stuttering to even find the right things to say.

Under the table...

She had gently inched her small fingertips to touch his calloused ones. Holding at least a portion of her hand. Soft ,comforting and happy. When the tea had arrived Kuroo had only taken a small sip until he rejected the floral drink completely. “You know Chrysanthemums actually means Loyalty and patience? It’s really cool!” With the tea’s edge to her slightly parted lips, the young female had taken a quiet sip.

She enjoys the date with her hand completely clasped in his under the table. Shoulders touching and giggling at whatever kuroo was showing her on his phone. It was literal paradise. Beautiful flora, wonderful food and amazing her. It was perfection in a moment. The sun’s afternoon light striped through her hair and a portion of her cheek. Magic.

It was all until she had started squirming and gripping his hand tighter. “T-tesu...I ughh...I like someone. It’s this guy and...he...I think he might be the one, tetsu! He buys tea with me and holds me like Im home...”

So he was right. He was correct this time. He was so used to being wrong that right now being right felt like a punishment. Tetsuro though that he was the only one who he did those things with. So right and so wrong at the same time.

The little glimmer of happiness in him slightly fading.

He was just there because she pitied him.

He hated it but he didn’t say that, he couldn’t. He had his signature grin on as he knuckles her hair he says something along the lines of “You! You’re going to scare him off! Hahaha! You’re so stubborn too, chibi-chan!”

The laughter was sweet as the tea he had refused to drink. A few moments later the male had left saying that he had to relieve himself though he barely drank anything.

1: 02 PM

3: 27 PM

“Miss, would you like me to sit with-“ “Oh? Oh! No! Sorry! Im actually with someone. Im just waiting for him”

“Oh sorry! I thought you were alone”

6: 12 PM

8: 45 PM

“Umm...miss, we’re actually going to close now”

...

“Hello? Tetsu-“ “This number cannot be reached. Please try again-“

“UGH! I am so kicking his ass when I see him! Ditching me like that!...” Shuffling to gather her things and hurriedly asking for the bill. She leaves the moment she’s cleared and in search of the rooster head male.

Meanwhile the male was in the library ever since. Trying to simply clear his head. Trying to understand what had just happened. Recalling the exact moment that you weren’t his anymore. When a woman in a skimpy outfit had cat called him when he was about to leave. Something about how he looked well hung. Livid, he grabbed her to the side which she obliged in.

This was wrong.

Though why would he care? He was always wrong. The one moment where he was correct he was also wrong. He clenched his fist and forcibly bit his lips.

He was cringing at all of this. Y/N was supposed to be his and yet...She had to choose...and she chose someone who deserved her love.

The disgusting moans of the woman he was making out with at the alley way. Hungry, disgusted and furious. His touches were rough and almost hurting her.

Again, why would he care? Y/N didn’t even like him! He was only taken care of out of pity! He was nothing! All he was...was wrong.

Empty and wrong.

He took it all out on the innocent girl’s cunt. Kuroo called out for her. Her nickname.

Grasping and groaning ‘kitten’. Balls deep in this bitch he picked up from the street when his phone started ringing.

The light of his screen illuminating them.

On the other side of this though...Y/N was walking to his apartment to see if he was there. Also just as livid. Tear stained. Her mascara smudged. No longer looking like a fresh flower. A wilted yellow carnation to her hair while her hands fumbled with her phone. She felt betrayed. She felt useless. It took so much for her to even confess! She had to time everything! To the hand holding and intimate touches.

Even rejecting the council president because of him!

He was a jerk! Why would he even invite her to a date if he was just going to ditch her?

Was she the one in the wrong this time though? Did he even like her? Why would he just invite her?

Did she misunderstand? Were they just friends?...

Finally confessing to him and he just-...mid step. Her head just momentarily looking to the side, to the alleyway. When a familiar figure was illuminated by a screen’s light in his pocket. A familiar figure with a familiar ring tone in a foreign situation. The flower on her hair dropping to her worn out shoes.

It was like a blink. Like a flicker of the light. It was at least just 2 seconds when she saw it.

There he was. Frustrated, grinning, calling out for his ‘kitten’ and balls deep in a girl she has never even seen before.

Taglist: @boosyboo9206 @kuroos-babie @yamaguchi-stan @janellion @cthuroo (thank you for helping me I love you) @my-mass-hysteria @zoppzoop

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[audreyxmoon]

she’s the one

A little story I’m working on, you are Agent Monroe, and you think you might be catching feelings for a particular Doctor in the BAU.

A bit of a slow burner, part 1.

TW: Fluff, CM case talk, violence (in future chapters), and NOT cannon to the CM universe

I'd been working at Interpol for around two years, and just as I was about to get comfy, preparing for my first long term undercover mission, my boss Agent Perkins decided they needed me at the BAU, so a week later I walked into the open plan bullpen holding a cardboard box with my things. I stumbled down the short set of stairs trying not to drop the heavy box when a man approached me taking the box from my hands and tucking it easily under a toned bicep. 'You must be Agent Monroe?' He asked.

'Yeah!' I said brightly.

'I'm Agent Morgan.' He said with a cheeky grin. 'I'll introduce you to the team.' He lead me over the the group of desks in the centre of the room, dropping my box on the only empty one. Sitting at the desk beside mine was a woman with long dark hair, she was scribbling in a case file. I assumed the desk on the other side was Agent Morgan’s. Across from my desk a lanky guy sat in a swivel chair staring at me as he fiddled with a pen in his long fingers. I smiled raising my eyebrows and he quickly looked away, and I could see that he was blushing. At the desk beside the lanky guy's was another woman with blonde hair, she was talking furiously into a phone. Before Morgan could say anything Agent Hotchner beckoned me into his office up the stairs, and I quickly complied. 'Hello again Agent Hotchner.' I said politely.

'Nice to see you Agent Monroe.' Agent Hotchner began before reeling off a list of rules. He and Agent Rossi had picked me out of high school to work undercover for Interpol so I was used to his no-nonsense ways. 'And Hotch is fine.' His eyes sparkled with the closest resemblance of smile his stony face could muster before opening the door for me. 'Get to know the team a bit.' He ushered me out of his office so I was out on the landing. The huddle that had formed around Agent Morgans desk looked over at me guiltily and unceremoniously dispersed. 'For profilers they're not very inconspicuous.' Agent Rossi mused from behind me, making me smirk before entering Hotch's office. I walked down the stairs before I was intercepted by the blonde and the brunette. 'Hi, I'm JJ.' The blonde said with a grin.

'I'm Prentiss.' The brunette followed.

'As in, Emily Prentiss?' I asked surprised.

'Yeah, I heard you're from Interpol?' Prentiss replied.

'Yeah.'

'Is Perkin's still a hardass?' Prentiss asked.

'Yeah.'

We both laughed, as JJ lead us back to the desks. 'Agent Monroe these are Morgan and Dr Spencer Reid.'

Dr Reid was the lanky one, and he waved with a small smile that made me instinctively smile back.  'You can just call me Aud. Everyone does.'

'Okay Aud. Where are you from?' Morgan asked.

'I'm from a lot of places but my mum's Korean and my dad's white. I've lived virtually everywhere though.'

'You have a seemingly Australian accent which makes you part of the point zero, zero, zero three percent of the American population that have migrated from Australia.' Dr Reid randomly spouted.

I blinked. 'Do you just... have that information in your head.'

'He has an eidetic memory.' Morgan said rolling his eyes. 'Basically, he's a walking encyclopaedia.'

Dr Reid looked down bashfully, a half smirk on his face that made the pit of my stomach feel weird. I tried to settle the feeling by making myself a coffee in the small kitchenette, also because I hadn't been assigned anything to do yet. I wasn't sure why I was here. I wasn't a terrible Interpol agent. I'd help capture one of the most notorious drug lords in North America by posing as his girlfriend for a full month. I didn't have much longer to ponder as Morgan touched my arm, sidling in beside me. 'Wanna come to the bar after work You can get a lift with me and Reid, the whole team's coming.'

'Sure!' I said eagerly. I was always up for a drink. 'If I can back more drinks than you tonight you owe me 20 dollars.' I said bravely.

Morgan looked taken aback for a moment before a determined look settled on his face. 'Bet. I can just tell we're gonna be good friends.' We shook on it and I wandered back to my desk to sit and wait for a few more hours.

---

After about ten minutes I was bored again, and it was just me and Dr Reid left in the Bullpen. I strolled over and peered over his shoulder to see he was frowning at a hefty case file. 'What are you looking at?' I asked, bringing JJ's chair over and sitting down beside Reid.

'Nothing!' He said slamming the file closed and shoving it clumsily into a drawer, a photograph fluttering out and onto the floor. We both leant down to pick it up and our hands touched. I quickly pulled my hand away, and Reid shoved the photograph back into the drawer. 'S-sorry about that.' He stuttered, smoothing his hair behind his ears.

'S'allright. Confidentiality and that.'

He smiled up at me. 'How old are you?'

'23 this year.' I replied.

'Seriously! Im 24. You've beaten my record!' He said surprised. 'We're basically kids to everyone else.' He said leaning back in his chair.

'How long have you been here?'

'Not long, maybe a year or so.'

I nod. The conversation stills, and I have to stop myself from saying anything stupid to fill the sudden space. 'Can you help me with something?' Reid asked tentatively.

'Of course!' I said a little more eagerly than I would've liked. Reid removed a case file from the stack on his desk and rolled his chair over so I could bring mine in beside his at the desk. He opened it to reveal a series of pictures showing 6 different victims. There was no damage to the body but the glazed over eyes showed they were dead. 'There were high amounts of adrenaline in the toxicology report.' Reid nodded.

'What's suspicious? Could've been a heart attack.' I asked.

'That's what I thought...' We spent the next few hours theorising over the case until Morgan grabbed Reid from behind, scaring him. Morgan laughed as Reid batted him away annoyed. 'It's home time kids.' He said. Reid began shoving random things into his satchel and I grabbed my bag from my desk. 'Audrey!' I heard someone call. I turned around to see one of my friends from high school pull me into a tight hug. 'Penelope!' I gasped. 'Wha-'

'I'm the tech analyst here.' She said.

I hugged her again. 'Pen! Why didn't you say anything!'

'I wanted it to be a surprise!'

'Aww you silly chook.' I said warmly.

'C'mon guys!' Morgan called from the doorway. I got in the back of Morgan's car with Reid as Penelope got in the front and Morgan drove. Penelope and Morgan began to go on about some guy named Kevin as Reid picked at his argyle print woolen vest. 'So how did you find your first day at the BAU?'

'Pretty cruisy if I'm honest.'

'Trust me, it get's worse.' Reid said, but this smile wasn't joking, and it didn't quite reach his eyes.

'Well at least I've got some of the best to teach me.' I said with a smirk, nudging Reid's dress shoed foot with my own converse clad one. I nod at the book on his lap. 'Hemmingway?' I ask.

'Yeah.'

'You're planning on reading Hemmingway while you're at a bar?' I asked incredulously.

'Bars aren't really my thing...' Reid said raising his eyebrows and gesturing at himself.

'Aw sure they aren't, pretty girls and guys, drinks, dancing, there's something for everyone!'

Morgan laughed from the front. 'If you can get Reid to have one drink then I'll give you 10 dollars.'

'Added onto our original bet?' I asked.

'Of course because I'm going to win and there's no way you can get Reid to even have a sip of a drink.'

'Oh its on.' I responded.

#spencerreid #spencer reid #criminal minds #spencer reid fluff #spencerreidfluff #criminalminds #aaron hotchner #aaronhotch #prentiss #cm #criminalmindsfluff #criminal minds fluff #derek morgan #derekmorgan

[cycloplasm]

003 for the last fandom you were in (like, reading a post about/drawing for/watching/reading, etc. the last fandom thing you saw/partook in 😂💙✨) Also bonus: Share an interesting fact about one of your personal characters 👀✨

WELL technically the last fandom i *was in* was DB- and the last fandom thing *i saw* was Pop’n music, and the last one i *partook in* was KH... so distraction is distraction; triple whammy time idec

But wait the 003 one is with specific characters :Oc... im going to do these with my faves for each then, but if that’s not what you wanted feel free to correct me i’ll re-do it 😂 also MEGA LONG LOL

🐉 low and behold my fav from this series is COOLER

How I feel about this character: now the only reason i ever got into DB in the first place was because of Frieza- that i saw on the cover of the manga, while buying groceries with my mom. Like when she would go and pay, she’d let me go to the ‘kid’s books’ section, who was right next to the cashiers. And there was that ONE DB manga with final form Frieza on it, and was like WOW and begged my mom to buy it- she did; she didn’t know DB and never really knew that it wasn’t the best thing to buy for 6 years old me, lol. So uhm that got me into DB and after buying like 10 DB manga books with pretty (but deceptive) covers, i somehow got that one DS game- Supersonic Warriors 2. I had no idea there was an anime (believe it or not), and as you can guess had no knowledge of the movies, so this game introduced me to quite a bunch of characters- including Cooler! ... Tho uhm ngl it wasn’t an instant love like Frieza- i was still 6 so i was like ´purple frieza with prettier colors’ and that’s it. Fast foward because this is LONG LOL SORRY but got to know Salza and (vaguely) Cooler’s general motivations thanks to PS2’s Budokai Tenkaichi 2, around 2015 i got back into DB, and actually watched their movie... And honestly i had no idea that HE was like that- truly bitter towards his brother AND father, and had to actually prove himself; and only to get nothing from the two when he PUSHED HIMSELF SO FAR HE ACHIEVED A TRANSFORMATION *NO ONE ELSE* HAS ACHIEVED. Like let’s be real, Frieza is a VILE person, beyond cruel- but Cooler? He’s somehow worse, because he has reasons to be bitter- to me it can fuel his cruelty even further than Frieza and idk. It’s great. I’ll come back to it further in this but i feel this is a VERY interesting concept for a ‘frieza sibling’ villain.

Any/all the people I ship romantically with this character: no one- Cooler’s super aromantic (and ace) in my head. Doesn’t even understand the concept of friendship, so love? Lol no. But i hc that Dore is romantically attracted to him though- Cooler has no idea, and maybe that’s for the best, i think he might react badly if he knew.

My favorite non-romantic relationship for this character: surprise, surprise, CoolerxSalza lol. I might reiterate things i already said/mentioned, but. I think Salza genuinely believes in Cooler- the latter kind of ‘saved’ him from Brench, a place where he was the very best and that bored him almost to death; and Salza was always sadistic, so the fact that he not only got a job about making ppl miserable (or better- killing them), but actually gets to do it with someone else (even if it’s in professional terms), Salza just. REALLY looks up to Cooler. But as his right hand, he actually got to witness Cooler talking with his father/brother, and how they argue- that made Salza realize that, as tough Cooler is, he’s a real person and certain things can get on his nerves. And so Salza comforting Cooler is. Very important to me

My unpopular opinion about this character: h-he.. trans,. Boy- no but legit uhm tbh. he’s better than Frieza in some ways, fight me. Much more potential. Proof: how ToP Frieza was just re-iterations and nothing new- the only thing new being that last attack w goluband that’s it. While Cooler! There’s so much you can explore- feelings-wise especially. Because imo he HAS feelings but he was taught to show otherwise

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: honestly? As much as i’d like him back in a movie, something i kept thinking/hoping would happen was Cooler and Trunks’ interaction potential. Like both have harsh fathers, and idk they could have some kind of relationship based on that? Like not ANYWHERE near friendship- or anything like that; more like a ‘i thought i was the only one with this problem’ kind of relationship.

Favorite friendship for this character: SALZA LOL and DBHeroes Trunks, even if it breaks my hope for them bounding out of convienance but also bc of dad issues

My crossover ship: honestly HONESTLY Satori from 2hu. They’re like, the same. Asocial creepy older sibling that, in-universe, isn’t very liked, while their younger is going around and being a nuisance at best. They could talk over tea, and put their younger parasites in cages while doing so

🎶🎵🎶🎵Pop’n music i guess?!!?? even though i never played it and i’m just digging the songs and chara designs?!?! Anyway my fav is Yima

How I feel about this character: i love everything about him? The fact that he’s very visually different and unique from all other characters and in general, how no one seems to know what he really is, and especially. ESPECIALLY! How he apparentely never talks, and expresses himself via dancing, by taking poses that look like kanjis and symbols. Also apparentely he’s super in touch with nature and ‘the gods’, so he’s never seen with anyone else? Asocial creature... Good!

Any/all the people I ship romantically with this character: he doesn’t know what a romance is. And he wouldn’t eat one because honestly i’m not even sure he has a mouth. The only ‘proof’? Sign? He has SOMETHING is that one pose where he’s smoking a pipe/using a flute. and according to the creators his ‘likes’ is Love, but honestly i think it’s the kind of love that goes beyond mere romance. The love of living, being alive. Deep love.

My favorite non-romantic relationship for this character: well. Technically the only thing he communicates to- (intentionally) is the player? So what if he’s aware of the player- are they one of his gods? I think that’s interesting to think about.

My unpopular opinion about this character: he’s a very unique character, much better than the protagonists that look good in the Pop’n music style, but would like any other anime human otherwise. If anything, proof of that is that one game where the style DOES change to an anime-like one, and Yima still looks unique while the others are undistinguisable if you take off their colors and/or features

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: HONESTLY i know this will never happen and maybe that’s a good thing? But i think he should be shown with Hoshi no Hito- which is kind of the entity antithesis of Yima. Yima = unknown entity that strives for Love, the gods, nature/life/fertility. Hoshi no Hito = unknown entity that strives for ??? Who knows actually but is tied to ‘Paradise of the universe’ and ‘Heaven’; the latter according to one of his theme songs, that has VERY strange imagery and looks stranger than Yume Nikki, making that ‘Paradise’ notion kind of. Like are you sure?? But yeah they’re similar while contradicting each other, it’s very strange and honestly not sure if it’s intentional, but if it is: do something with it, you’ve got something VERY unique on your hands! Do this and i’ll actually get into this series tbh.

Favorite friendship for this character: the way he loves nature and his gods is very endearing. Invite the player into it, Yima

My crossover ship: what is romans again i forgot

❤️KH and then you can leave, my child. The text wall is almost over........ Xemnas time.

How I feel about this character: me! BIG GAY! FOR XEMNAS! SINCE 2011!!!! Like bruh i remember i made a Gary Stu to date all my fav KH boys (Xem, Zexion and Vanitas- that are still my top faves. Been so for 9 years then lol?! Im old.) and my totally-not-a-secret-selfinsert would actually be in a relationship with Xemnas- even if back then, Xem wasn’t REMOTELY in character lol. So somehow it took me YEARS to realize how truly great Xemnas is? Like before i was only like ‘he’s one of the most handsome 3D men of all time’. Now i am like exactly that, BUT! He’s also a cult leader, not entirely human, and a mean villain so 👍👍👍. And while i have mixed feelings abt the whole ‘he lied to the orgXIII about them not able to have feelings’ thing, proves he’s truly evil and/or emotionless.

Any/all the people I ship romantically with this character: no one- another aro/ace lol. But to be fair- this one makes sense? He has NO EMOTIONS. He doesn’t even seem to understand friendship? So love? What is that

My favorite non-romantic relationship for this character: well ok this is one somewhat implied and never shown, and i was going to do a picture about it (i’m still going to do it lol) but. According to Nomura in an interview, Xemnas and Zexion have a teacher-student relationship? Which makes a lot of sense? Because: 1) Zexion is the ‘kid that mostly grew up in the cult, so doesn’t know anything else’ trope. 2) their powers can somewhat relate imo? Zexion has illusion powers. Xemnas has nothingness powers- and aren’t illusions nothing, in a way...? That one might be just me tbh- but i can kind of see them talking about their powers together. 3) Zexion is a ‘schemer’- he’s no stranger to manipulating people- wouldn’t it make sense if he learmed that from Xemnas? I honestly doubt he learned it from Lexaeus, Vexen or Ansem- and Xigbar is WAY too subtle. Might have learned from Xaldin as well but legit i think it’s Xem who taught it to him.

My unpopular opinion about this character: i don’t think he should be redeemed- they avtually didn’t do that, which i’m glad about. He lied to people for 10 YEARS about them being unable to feel, all that so he could softcore brainwash them later so they could be more like him, so not worth redeeming lol...

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: ... BUT... tbh. I think the fact that he’s Terra’s nobody should have been much more explored. Before kh3 i even hoped Xem would have what i call an ‘asriel moment’, as in ‘i’m a bad guy but in the past i was a completely different person (literally) and let me have a breakdown over it’. Also hoped that would have made Terra’s Kh3 design- as in Xemnas’ look (long hair, face) with Terra’s colors... but no they didn’t do that, instead they did something that kind of makes sense since Xem died in kh2, but also did a weird thing with Terra that i don’t get and frankly don’t care about bc it doesn’t involve Xemnas

Favorite friendship for this character: again i don’t think he understands friendship... but i love the idea of Xigbar fucking with Xemnas and the latter tolerating it. I mean in canon it’s mostly shown that SAÏX is the right-hand man, but i like to think that it’s actually Xigbar but he doesn’t care and only annoys everyone

My crossover ship: not really a ship but. Since Xemnas and Cell’s JP Voice actor is the same person... and that they’re both villains that really love themselves... interact

#asks #this is so long srry 😢 #but it helped me not think of the bad things so 👍💖 #... really hopes mobile doesn’t fuck up the paragraphs

[feel199x]

secret relationship!au, convience store!au

⍣  summary: seungmin is graduating and you reminisce on the growth of your relationship

⍣  a/n: this is a bit shorter,, im sorry,, i hope you like it :((  masterlist

⍣  warnings: none, maybe a bit of angst? super fluffy though!!

 There he was, all grown up. You two had only started dating recently, but Seungmin still wanted you to come out and support him. Okay, well he hadn’t said that exactly, but you had gotten used to his body language and deciphering him, so you were pretty sure this is what he wanted. Still, you checked in on him and made sure he was okay with you going and you had gotten an enthusiastic response. But regardless, here he was. You were beaming with pride, even if you weren’t the one that was graduating at the moment. You were unsure of what people usually gave others for their graduation, so ended up just buying him a large plush. There was a large amount of people here, and you assumed it was because Seungmin in particular was there. Maybe this should’ve made you a little wary- but that was your boyfriend! And it made you proud to see him successful in all that he worked on, and he had always been one to work hard.

You remember when you first met him, it was only about a year ago- before his debut. It was the whole convenience store thing. You hadn’t really been paying attention to him, to be completely honest, but you started to notice when he came more and more often. Admittedly, you were a little oblivious to people’s feelings to you, especially if it was romantic. You only had some casual small talk as he came in the late afternoon to pick up some snacks, and you had learned his name. You had a small crush on him, but you weren’t necessarily known for being popular with boys. Not because you weren’t attractive or anything, more because you were kind of dense when it came to the whole dating thing. It was only until he asked for your number a few months later, that you realized oh! He might have feelings for you! But even that conversation was less than graceful.

“Can I,” he paused, tapping his foot nervously and looking at the floor, “Could you give me your number?”

“Huh? Why? I can’t give you free food.”

“That’s not- um, you know, to talk.”

“Why? Oh. Oh!” You scrambled for your bag, fishing for your phone, “Sorry, here.”

He smiled at you, quickly tapping his contact name. “Cool, thanks, bye!”

“Wait-!”

You sighed as you watched him run out of the store with his bagged snacks, but smiled anyways. You sat back down, playing with your phone under the counter as you waited for your next customer. Seungmin was a surprisingly good texter, he carried most of the conversation and was did really well with keeping you engaged with him. You actually hadn’t known that he was an idol until he told you. It wasn’t because you thought it was uninteresting or anything, but instead you were taking much of the time to work and prepare for university. But Seungmin was really understanding, and never made fun of you even though you felt boring at times. But he never made you feel boring, actually, quite the contrary. Every time you talked he focused his attention to you, making sure that he was engaged in whatever story you were telling him. That didn’t mean he wasn’t a little brat though, and you found that out rather quickly.

Instead of teasing you for any other perfectly good reason, he opted instead to make fun of your less than exceptional mobile game plays. In his defense, you were really bad.

minnie: text me so i can kick you ass in pool

you: can we play LITERALLY anything else

minnie: absolutely not

minnie: i need to assert my dominance in this relationship

you: that’s what t-posing is for

you: and oh? what kind of relationship?

minnie: has sent you an image

minnie: a me-beating-you-at-pool-and-then-comforting-you relationship

minnie: wants to play pool!

you: can we skip to the part where you compliment me

minnie: no

 Seungmin wasn’t overly teasing though, he knew when to stop and if he ever crossed a line then he would always apologize endlessly and comfort you until you teased him back. The boy was a softie, as much as he would pretend to be otherwise. There was one particular time where you were sick and made the mistake of telling him. He had stopped by the convience store for snacks during the time you would usually be on shift, and then blew up your phone after realizing you weren’t there.

minnie: where are you

minnie: ohmygod are you dead

minnie: dont be dead

minnie: you’re not allowed

minnie: ___! WHERE ARE Y O U?

minnie: im worried :((

you: im not dead, just sick

minnie: send your location, i’ll be there faster than you can say “seungmin loves day6”

minnie: but don’t say it

minnie: what do you want? what should i get

you: nothing, minnie, its fine! dont you have practice

minnie: that’s later me problem

minnie: fine don’t tell me but now i have a three bags of snacks and soups because i like you

you: wait you like me??

minnie: yes??

you: sent an image

you: huh,,

minnie: you’re a really dummy huh

minnie: a real idiot

minnie: a big ol dumbass

you: you know i was going to say i like you too back i take it back

minnie: uh too late

minnie: OPEN THE DOOR

minnie: I CAN HEAR YOU LAUGHING

 Seungmin was dreamy in short, you really couldn’t ask for anything better. You really admired him, being as young as he was and doing everything that he’s done. He was incredibly talented, and just put passion in whatever he did. He had officially asked you out that day, and even ended up kissing.

“Ew, Seungmin, I’m sick.”

“Shut up, let me be romantic.”

“You’ve got cooties now.”

“If you don’t shut up I’ll never do it again.”

He texted you later that day about your first date, but mostly he had complained about the lecture he had gotten from Chan and Woojin. In that time, you learned that Seungmin got flustered easily with romantic gestures. It was endearing, and finally you had something to tease him for, even if you ignored how flustered you would get. You had to be a bit secretive about your relationship, and it killed you sometimes that you would only see Seungmin at your convenience store- and nearly never without the presence of a camera, but it was better than nothing. He texted whenever he could, mostly to beat you at pool, but it was good. He was doing his best, you were doing your best. You knew that once the dating ban was lifted you could finally breathe and be a lot more open about the relationship, but until then nothing. The camera shutters alerted you that the group of now graduates were moving off stage and as the crowd moved forward you went back to the entrance. You shot him a quick text about leaving to go to the meeting place, which was really just the employee’s break room at the convenience store.

Technically, you didn’t really have to go to the graduation in person, but you knew that Seungmin would appreciate the fact that you had made the effort to be there. Besides, it wasn’t like you minded, any excuse to see him in person was a good excuse. You sat in the lounge, making sure there was no one there and texted Seungmin it was clear. You were a bit worried about someone seeing him, but thankfully, the convenience store was mostly vacant during this time. You opened the back door when you heard the gentle knocks.

“I missed you,” you murmured against him as you hugged him, “It’s been a while.”

“Yes, I know, I’m sorry,” he said, wrapping his arms around you and placing a kiss on your temple, “It’s not fair.”

“Yeah, I guess it’s not, but at least you’re pursuing your dreams! That’s the priority, Minnie.”

“You’re one of my priorities too, ___.”

“Well-”

“Shut up, I love singing but I also,” he paused, resting his head on top of yours, “I guess I love you too.”

“Oh, yeah?” you teased, looking up at him, “You guess?”

“Okay, not guess,” he huffed, “I love you. Are you going to say it back?”

You hummed, pulling him into a kiss, “I guess I love you too. Well, not guess, I love you. A lot, Minnie.”

#kim seungmin #skz fic #seungmin fic

[iwroteahing-blog]

I like to write things.

I have wanted to make films since I was a kid, before I was fat and had to worry about things like taxes and crap. Make films, write books, write comics or even music, I just wanted to create and tell stories and someday I hope to make money that way. Unfortunately, that is not the case now, other than a couple of short films screened at film festivals I haven't managed to get my work out there but despite my inability to get people to see my work, I am still rather prolific, I am writing almost everyday, often something different each day and all that time has effort has usually come to nothing. A text file forgotten on a hard rive for years or a forgotten manuscript, handwritten in a notepad at the back of a cupboard. I want to change that, today I had an idea.  I want to share my work, so thats what Im going to do. Maybe not whole feature length scripts, who has time for that? But a scene I am proud of, a Chapter of a novel that I hate but I still enjoyed writing, maybe even something I find super cringe that I don't quite remember writing. On this blog I am going to do that. If you decide to read it, I welcome comments, mocking and advice, those that don't, I hope you find something to entertain you elsewhere! So, to kick things off, I have an extract from a scene from a play I wrote about 4/5 years ago now. Based on Alice in Wonderland, a twisted take set in a hospital. It wasn't particularly original, I was straight out of university and was asked by a good friend to work on it. They directed it and I wrote it with them bouncing ideas around with me. The scene is from half way through the play and is all about Alice’s fear of being forgotten if she dies: SCENE SEVEN Alice wakes with a start, she is still sat in her wheelchair in the middle of the hospital garden but now everything is different, darker. Silhouettes of trees twist around her like crooked fingers, the bird song has distorted, it is deeper sounding like a long low growl.Alice stands up from her wheelchair and as she does, pale hands snatch it away into the darkness, causing her to jump. ALICE: Hello? I know someone is there... [waits for a reply, but there isn't one] Now, this really is not funny. You are all my hallucinations and it is not right for hallucinations to be so rude! CHESHIRE CAT: Now, that is rather rude in itself, I rather object to being called a hallucination. Alice spins to find the Cheshire Cat lazily lean't agains't the side of the stage, watching her with some interest. ALICE: But... [frustrated] you ARE a hallucination! And I am rather keen on all of you stopping right now! I just want to go home and I can't with all of you running about! CHESHIRE CAT: How do you know that I am not real, and your not? ALICE: Because I know I am not a hallucination... CHESHIRE CAT: I suspect that is what all hallucinations feel! ALICE: That is mad! CHESHIRE CAT: Mad? I am not the one talking to a cat! Alice groans, giving up. Instead she starts looking around. ALICE: Where is this place... It is quite horrid. The Cheshire Cat slowly walks over and starts to prowl around Alice. CHESHIRE CAT: This is the park of lost things, rather horrible isn't it? That is because everything here is long lost and long forgotten. It makes those things rather sad and then, in time... Angry. ALICE: I don't like it... CHESHIRE CAT: I am hardly surprised, few people like the idea of being forgotten.Alice looks horrified as she makes a realisation. ALICE: If I am here, does that mean that I have been forgotten? CHESHIRE CAT: I don't know, do you feel like you have been forgotten? ALICE: I don't know, I hope not. [she wraps her arms around herself, scared] Doctor White does always seem to forget me... But my sister, Nurse Hatter... Even Nurse Doores wouldn't forget me. Cheshire Cat stops beside her and puts a gentle hand on her shoulder. CHESHIRE CAT: Then why worry? No... I do believe you have gotten yourself lost... You better hurry along, you wouldn't want to be stuck here! Alice watches the Cheshire Cat begin to stalk away, but before he leaves, he calls back over his shoulder. CHESHIRE CAT: Remember those who remember you Alice, for they are the ones that always pull you through and careful for the inhabitants of this place, they will resent you for that fact. Cheshire cat slinks off stage leaving Alice alone to ponder. ALICE: Maybe that cat is not so bad after all... I should really try to find my way out of this place. Alice then shakes her self and takes a few steps forward, as she does the lights lift on the other side of the stage where to people stand frozen like statues, in a pose where they each are reaching for the others throat. Each wear baby style onesies, dirty and ripped and their make up makes them rather intimidating visages. On one onesie is Tweedle Dum and on the other is Tweedle Dee. ALICE: Oh my! [horrified] such poor things... Are you ok? They both slowly turn their heads around to look at Alice, once they get a good look, they step back from each other and speak. TWEEDLE DUM: [excited] Hello! TWEEDLE DEE: [sour] Hello. ALICE: [smiling] Hello... You seem rather friendly. Tweedle Dum slowly waddles around Alice, so either one flank her. TWEEDLE DUM: Oh, we are! TWEEDLE DEE: We are? Tweedle Dum shoots Dee a glare, who looks to the floor to avoid it. Alice looks a little confused at this. TWEEDLE DUM: We are. Tweedle Dum takes Alice's hand and shakes it vigirously, causing her to smile. ALICE: I am so glad to hear that! Alice looks at the names on the front of their onesies, pondering a moment. ALICE: Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee... I know those names from my book... Tweedledum and Tweedledee, agreed to have a battle! For Tweedledum said Tweedledee had spoiled his nice new rattle... TWEEDLE DUM: Stop, we don't like silly rhyme. TWEEDLE DEE: No, not at all! ALICE: I am very sorry, I was just trying to make conversation. TWEEDLE DEE: Make conversation? How do you make a conversation? Dum begins to play with Alice's hair hair while she looks away. ALICE: You try and come up with something to talk about, it is just a figure of speech. TWEEDLE DUM: Then what is a figure of speech? TWEEDLE DEE: It sounds like a toy that talks! Dee begins to fiddle with the hem of Alice's dress, humming lightly to himself. ALICE: Sorry, [patiently] would you mind stop playing with my dress and hair? It is rather rude... The two don't listen. In fact, Dum pulls Alice's hair in annoyance. TWEEDLE DUM: I want to know what a figure of speech is! ALICE: Ow! That certainly isn't nice! TWEEDLE DEE: Tell us! Dee now pinches Alice in his own annoyance. ALICE: Fine! It is just something adults use. They will say something to mean something else... I suppose when you think about it, it is a bit funny! TWEEDLE DUM: We don't like adults, they are boring and stupid and selfish! Dee starts to look upset and Alice uses the chance to pull away from the two and brush herself off, she turns to face them both. ALICE: [defensively] Maybe the odd one or two... But I find most of them rather agreeable. Both Dum and Dee cross their arms over their chest. TWEEDLE DUM: No! TWEEDLE DEE: No... Dum glares at Alice, like a child having a sulk. Dee just stares sadly at the ground. TWEEDLE DUM: We would not be here if not for adults selfishness! TWEEDLE DEE: [Sadly] That is right... ALICE: How so? What happened? The two look at each other, then Dee begins to speak in rhyme. TWEEDLE DEE: When the Tweedle twins were born, everything was nice and sappy, But when the doctor came and checked them, it wasn't quite so happy! TWEEDLE DUM: Our mummy and daddy, they were no longer giddy... But now we are forgotten, they have a replacement kiddy! Alice looks surprised, then shocked as she realises who and what the twins are. Dee has started crying and in reaction Dum shoots him a glare. ALICE: I know your story... Your parents didn't replace you, they love and miss you! TWEEDLE DEE: [through the tears] lier! TWEEDLE DUM: That is what the kitty said, but he is wrong, Mummy and Daddy didn't help us... We belong here! ALICE: No, they couldn't help! They loved you and they still do, my friend told me so! [pauses] Kitty? Do you mean the Cheshire Cat?! Both twins look back up, dark smiles replacing their anger and sadness. TWEEDLE DUM: He prowls from room to room [stalks around Alice like a predator] He follows no commands, only the wails of the suffering! A ticking can be heard far off and Alice starts to look uncomfortable, lightly rubbing at her chest again. ALICE: He doesn't seem that bad... TWEEDLE DEE: But talking to him is just the start! You wait for when he comes for you, when he takes you from the world and dumps you here. ALICE: [defiantly] But he has already told me that I don't belong here! The twins look surprised, then angry. Alice puts a hand over her mouth, realising she has said something she shouldn't.

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