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sunkissed-zegras · 8 months

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✮ 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬, jamie drysdale

now you're liftin' me up, 'stead of holdin' me down stealin' my heart, 'stead of stealin' my crown untangled all the strings 'round my wings that were tied i didn't know him and i didn't know me cloud nine was always out of reach now i remember what it feels like to fly you give me butterflies

♡ ─ word count | 1.9k

♡ ─ summary | no one has ever made you feel the way jamie did. every day, jamie convinces you more and more that he loves you in different ways.

♡ ─ warnings | unedited, a little bit of angst to fluff (like the tiniest bit, it all gets resolved), tooth rotting sweet fluff, a little mention of exes, jealousy

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♡ ─ ev's notes | i love jamie more than anything else in the world, he makes me SO FUCKING HAPPY. anyways, i kind of went off the song a little bit but i just needed a title LMAO, i love the song though. check it out if y'all haven't heard it. i'm such a whore for fluff, this was also very self indulgent.

You'd never been in love before Jamie.

That was the recent realization you'd have. Ever since you'd been with Jamie, you'd realized that no other ex could ever compare to Jamie. Or the way he treated you ─ it was special, and that was how you knew you loved him.

He treated you with respect and kindness, something you had never experienced before. All your other relationships were anything but that ─ stupid, immature and childish men were the ones you were used to.

It had been a recent realization, though. You'd only been with Jamie for about 8 months ─ neither of you had ever said the special three words. But that doesn't mean you guys didn't feel it ─ he showed it through his actions.

Jamie was very observant person, he was good at picking up certain cues which made him insanely empathetic ─ something you had never experienced before. He not only showed empathy but also a remarkable level of understanding, a realization that dawned on you during your first "disagreement" with him.

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You sat next to Jamie as you both watched the movie, feeling the familiar burning of jealousy swell in your stomach as you kept repeating the same scene in your head over and over again. Jamie giving one of his girl-friends a very tight and up-close hug, putting his arms around her like he did with you. You weren't even paying attention to the movie at that point, too preoccupied with the feeling that was currently sitting in your stomach like a bag of rocks.

Now you knew that Jamie wouldn't ever cheat or make you uncomfortable ─ he did it subconsciously which somehow made it worse because you couldn't logically get jealous over something that wasn't intentional.

You made an effort to conceal your jealousy by diverting your attention to the movie playing, but you were lost in your own thoughts.

When the movie paused, you were finally drawn out of your thoughts as you turned to face Jamie.

He sighed and put the remote down, turning to face you completely. "What's wrong?"

You forced out a smile, "Nothing, just tried. Let's just finish the movie."

Jamie kept staring into your eyes, furrowing his eyebrows. "You're not tired, what's wrong? Really?"

You felt your stomach twist in irritation. How didn't he know? Your face turned to an annoyed expression like a switch. "I said nothing Jamie, so just drop it."

Your angry words lingered in the now, tense, atmosphere as you both stared into each other's eyes. Jamie slightly flinched at your unusual outburst.

Nevertheless, he continued. Jamie was nothing if not persistent, you'd noticed. "Y/N, just tell me what's wrong so we can fix this ─ I hate this."

The slight hurt in his voice made everything switch again. The anger turned into guilt just as quickly and you realized that you were being the toxic one now. Jamie wasn't your ex, Jamie was himself and that was why this was working.

You hated this feeling as you took a deep breathe, diverting your gaze back to the screen so that you wouldn't feel uncomfortable under his watch. "I'm not sure..."

Jamie finally exhaled, putting his hand on top of yours. "There's obviously something wrong." He said softly, "Tell me so I can fix it, baby."

The sweet pet-name rolled off his tongue so softly, it made your heart swell and you were hit with a sense of comfort from his tender touch.

You exhaled deeply before returning your gaze back to him. "You hugged Emma too close the other night, I... I didn't like it. But I don't want you to feel suffocated or anything, if this is just me overthinking just tell me so I can just shut up about it─"

"Y/N, you're not suffocating me." He chuckled out in disbelief of your words. He held your hand tighter and sighed before nodding. "If you're uncomfortable with me hugging other girls, I don't want to make you feel bad so I can stop, baby. I'm sorry, I was just doing it out of habit."

You felt guilty almost instantly. "No, no. It's fine, it's not your fault, honestly. It was just because it was so close."

Jamie gave you a small smile. "Baby, I don't wanna touch anyone expect you, I don't care. Even if it makes you feel the tiniest bit upset, I won't do it. Trust me, it's not like it's an inconvenience."

The validation was a new feeling you'd never felt in any other relationship. It felt like a breath of fresh air ─ it was the best feeling ever. But you still felt a tiny bit guilty, were you being controlling?

It was like Jamie was reading your mind. Before you could reply, he continued. "You aren't being controlling, baby ─ you just communicated what you were feeling and I'm just agreeing with you. It's my own decision. You're right, if you hugged another boy like the way I did with Emma, I would've mad too."

The new feeling grew in your stomach and you felt so happy. A smile was plastered on your face as you squeezed his hand. You let out a deep exhale. "Thank you, for understanding."

"You're welcome, baby. But don't thank me for being a decent boyfriend, it's the least I could do." Jamie smiled as he pulled you closer to his chest. "How could I ever want any other person's touch when I have yours?"

You laughed at the cheesy statement, Jamie joining in a few seconds after. "Yeah, me too Jamie."

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Jamie always showed his love in different ways. He was not a fan of too much PDA ─ he's a believer of privacy. He hates when other people are somehow involved in your relationship, he kept everything between you two because he knew it wouldn't end well if other people put their opinions on your relationship.

Jamie showed his love by doing the small stuff. Jamie was very observant and he knows everything you liked, and he would go out of his way to make sure to make you feel seen. For example, he knows that you weren't good on caffeine so he made sure to buy decaf coffee and herbal tea.

During the off-season, Jamie would still wake up before you and he would make your drinks. He knew you liked iced tea so he would make sure to put the drink in the fridge so you wouldn't have to wait. That was just one of the many things that Jamie does for you to show he cares.

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You awoke softly, stretching in the warm bed before the dread sat in. You looked next to you ─ Jamie was already gone. You'd thought that his flight would be later in the day but you remembered it was 5 am.

You sighed softly and shook away the disappointment. You missed him ─ he had just flew back in a few days ago and even then, you'd only spent the nights together because he was busy. You understood but you couldn't help but feel a little dejected.

You got up to the bathroom and did your morning routine before walking into the empty living room before the kitchen. You opened the refrigerator door and saw your daily herbal tea which made you crack a small smile. You also saw a small sticky-note on the cup.

You picked it up and read it with a grin.

Sorry I had to leave early this morning. Made you some lemongrass and lavender tea, your favorite. Enjoy, baby.

Love, J P.S check the coffee table

Your heart swelled at the sweet words. You were slightly confused at the last statement and you put down your tea on the island before walking to the coffee table.

In the middle, sat a pink letter with a sticky note on top that says "This one". You giggled to yourself, you knew you could get confused. You picked it up and ripped it open.

There were two things ─ a note and a few tickets. You were confused as you read the note first.

Pack your bags and plan your outfits, we are going to see Taylor Swift in a week. I'll see you then.

Love, J

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Neither of you had ever said the three of the most special words. The declaration of love had never been said by neither of you. You never needed to hear it ─ you already knew it.

He did things for you and so did you, you never needed to hear it to know it's true. Actions were stronger than words to both of you.

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You two both stood in the kitchen, listening to some music as you made dinner. This was the first weekend Jamie had finally been free and you both decided a date night would be good for you two. You'd be lying if you said that his schedule didn't put a strain in your relationship but you both promised that a date night whenever he was free would help.

And it worked ─ you both listened to favorite artists as you made the pasta and he made the salad, updating each other on each other's lives. You spoke so freely, informing him on everything that was going in your head and so did he, telling you about all the drama that was going on in his friend-group and team.

"─And then we all just stood there, trying to figure out what to say to the poor girl." He laughed as he cut out the vegetables for your salad. "Then she left and keyed his new Range Rover."

The last part made you dial back, looking back in disbelief. "What? All because she thought they were dating?"

He laughed even louder, you joining a few seconds after. "Yeah! He was so mad he didn't come to practice for the next two days."

"Crazy. But I don't blame her, he shouldn't have led her on." You added as you poured the sauce over the pasta, looking over to Jamie.

"Agreed, but his Range Rover? I mean, that must've been a fortune to fix."

"Shouldn't have led her on, then." You said as Jamie let out another small laugh as he poured the salad into the bowl, putting on the dining table.

You poured the pasta in the plates and put them on the table, all while Jamie poured some juice into cups and into them on the table. The two of you were always in sync ─ you never had to worry about him not getting his tasks done.

You both sat in the table, exhausted. "I'm so hungry." Jamie mumbled before taking a bite of the pasta.

"Yeah, me too."

His eyes sparkled as he devoured the meal, emitting an appreciative moan. "Oh my gosh, I missed this. This is so good. My god, I love you," he mumbled while continuing to eat, seemingly unaware of his inadvertent declaration of love.

A sudden hush fell between you, and he nervously gulped down his food, his gaze fixed on you. You both looked at one another, quietly. He cleared his throat and nervously swallowed another bite, his gaze fixed on you.

At that moment, a radiant smile adorned your face, casting a warm and playful glow. You couldn't resist a teasing inquiry, letting the question dance in your eyes as you leaned forward slightly. "You love me or my food?"

The question hung in the air, carrying with it a sense of lightheartedness. The intensity was suddenly all dropped as he grinned back. "Is that okay if I say both?"

"Yeah, of course baby." You replied, continuing eating slowly as the music played in the background. "Hey, Jamie?"

He gave you a mumble in response, too busy eating the pasta you made.

"I love you too."

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entername322 · 5 months

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Irene (Red Velvet) x Male Reader

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Jealously is a powerful thing, if it ever hold control of someone they will start doing unspeakable things to overcome it.

Of course, jealousy is a normal part of human life. It drives them to go beyond their limit and achieve something great.

Unfortunately, it's not always the case. Sometimes, jealousy will drive people mad, ruining their life, and the people around them.

You are witnessing this first hand.

The image of Irene's unbridled rage and her eyes that's filled with killing intent is causing you to stop breathing.

"Babeeee"

Her voice is no longer the cold and spine shivering voice. It's all filled with anger and murderous rage.

The reason for her anger? A phone number.

You and Irene is currently getting a coffee together, it's part of your, lunch dates that you had everyday with her.

Since Irene is a bit tired from a long photoshoot session she sat down at your table as you went to order a coffee for both of you.

Unfortunately, when you ordered the cashier to smile to you a bit too much, according to Irene's standard that is.

Her piercing gaze is threatening you, a threat you took seriously as you hurry up and order your coffee.

Once you got your order you quickly scurry away to sit in front of Irene.

Only for her to find, a phone number on your cup.

"Babe, I, I didn't do anything"

Dating her for two months you've seen this outburst from her multiple time already.

Today is exceptionally bad, due to her morning schedule she didn't get to cuddle with you and go to the gym with you.

This few hours of separation has made her anxious and paranoid due to the idea of you cheating on her.

An idea, that you have never, ever, even think about indulging.

"You, flirted with her, while I'm here. You're cheating on me right in front of my eyes?"

You were scared when she starts going like this. Now you still do, but there's a few things you can start do to in order to calm her down.

"Baby, you know I won't do that"

First, move next to her, wrap your long arms around her shoulder.

"Oh, is that so? Then what's this?"

As she grabbed the coffee cup you do the second move, caressing her arms.

"I don't know, I really don't. You said you can read my lips, don't tell me you didn't read what I said"

Third, kiss her temple.

"I see what she wanted to say, she wanted to know more about you, she wants you and you just nourish her curiosity and interest for you, while I'm here"

Fourth, use your free hand to grab hers and start to caress the back of her hand with your thumb.

"You know that's not true, come on, your boyfriend is there and you're busy checking out the waitress? Are you serious?"

Fifth, counter her jealousy by acting jealous yourself.

"You know that's not true"

Once she starts to pout then you can start pressing her down.

"Really? Because if you do see what I said then you will know I've oepnely said I'm here with MY girlfriend. But you didn't see it don't you? You're busy watching the waitress"

Press her down again until she start squirming in your embrace uncomfortably.

"You, I didn't see that"

Once she puts her head down, the bomb has been diffused.

"See, stop doing that, you know I don't like it when you're busy watching other people in our date as much as you don't like it when I talk to other people"

You, really don't care, but you find acting jealous like this always made her meek and quiet due the guilt she's feeling.

"I'm sorry"

Her shaky voice means she might start to cry soon.

"Stop it, now come on, tell me about your day"

Deciding to not let her cause a scene you pulled her head to your shoulder and start to play with her hairs.

"Hmmm, I hate it, I have to wake up so early to leave your cuddles. I want to stay in bed with you but nooooo, I have to go out in the wild to take some stupid pictures"

She pulled down your scarf and start sniffing on it, it's her way of unwinding.

"They told you to go out in this cold weather?"

To be honest, you've start to like her, more than you dare to admit. You're falling her, everyday a bit deeper than before.

"I know, I need to complain about this, I will not have our cuddling session be interrupted ever again"

Every morning, around 5-6 you will be woken up by her. She would start to move around and force you to cuddle her.

It's not that bad, she will play with your hair, sing some songs, tell you about her dreams.

You will be half asleep so all the things she did felt like a dream.

It's always the calmest part of the day.

Surprisingly, she doesn't care about the dreams of you cheating.

You would've think she will start to explode whe she had those dreams.

Yet the one time she does it she just start nibbling on your neck or chest or hands while asking you for words of reassurance that you won't leave her.

It's cute honestly, something about morning Irene is so needy and yet, very calm.

"What were you thinking?"

Irene bopped your nose because you were lost in thoughts.

"No, I was just thinking about our morning cuddle"

She smiled, well, you can't really see it because of her mask but her eyes told you she's smiling.

"Let's go home babe, I want to continue our cuddles"

"You know I can do that babe"

"Tchhh, just wait, once they approve of my request you will be able to do whatever you want"

Her request, is to be my personal mentor so that I don't have to come to the building everyday and just learn from her.

It was such an odd request that my own instructor actually pulled me to the side and asked me what I did.

You lied, well actually you stuttered so much that Irene managed to come in and take over the conversation herself.

The idea of you two dating has been rumoured between the people in the company. Of course, it's just a romour for now, beside nobody want to entertain the idea of you two actually dating because it sounds so outlandish.

"Babe, you know your boss would start asking questions if you keep pushing them for it"

"I know, it's okay baby, I got this handled"

You sighed and just relax on your seat, there's no point of discouraging her, she won't budge.

"When it went through you're moving with me okay?"

She rubbed her head to your neck while her hands hugged you.

"What's wrong with my place?"

"I don't live there, that's what's wrong"

"You might as well, half of the clothes there is yours. All the product in the bathroom is yours, you sleep there like everyday almost"

"Exactly, I might as well, so move in to my place. Yours is too small, and I want you to live like the king you are. Alongside your queen"

"Hey, I work hard for that place"

"I know baby, I know, and I'm proud of you, with all my heart I always does"

"Haaaaa, fine, but I want to have my oven there"

"Yesssss, I will install a few for you at my place, oh god I want to see you baked for us, while I'm watching you and clean the house. We will be like a married couple"

You bake, it's something you've learn from your mom. It started as a way to help her bake faster because you love her cookies and bread, now it's just something you do during your weekend.

"Yeah sure babe, whatever you want"

She looked at you with longing eyes, ready to pounce you at any moment.

"Don't kiss me you weirdo"

You flicked her forehead making her dig herself deeper into her hug.

"I love you, I love you so much"

She sobbed, she always does that when she get a little to emotional, which is easy when it involves you.

"I love you too babe"

The coffe break ends not long after that, she reluctantly drive you back to the company and let you go back to your training room. She has stopped escorting you, giving you less anxiety from getting found out.

The training proceed as usual. Being instructed by Irene you've grown exceptionally well in term of flexibility.

Of course this frustrate Irene at first, but after you promise her you will not stop working out with her she start seeing vocal about how proud she is with your growth.

"Listen up, your next test is in Friday. This time it would be an individual test. There will be a bunch of the company idols who would be there and watch you"

Immediately everyone went to panic mode. That includes you, for a totally different reason.

Fuck, is Irene gonna cause a scene? I need to talk to her, I need to fuck her too before the test to calm her down.

"This time, we will not be pushing you to perform a song. We need you to perform your best skill. Rapping or singing or dancing will suffice, pick one, report back to me and we will set it up. Good luck"

The trainee went to panic mode

"What are you performing blue?"

"A song"

"Yeah I know you will sing but what song"

"A song that I made"

"You made a song"

The others heard our conversation and immediately starts to pester me.

"Guys listen, yes I made a song, it was a while ago, I just think it would be a perfect song for me to perform"

"Shit, did you made it for your girlfriend"

Funny story actually, Irene loves to leaves hickey on you, it starts with somewhere hidden, your chest and shoulder. Slowly it moves, to your arm, forearm, neck, hands. It get found out eventually, the instructor said I can date someone, just have some decency.

"Yeah, I think, she will force me to sing it there, something about, showing her off"

Irene doesn't know about the song, you and to work extra hard to record it behind her back as a backup incase she grew mad.

"Oh shit, fuck I need to make a song by Friday"

"Yeah good luck dude, you had trouble remembering lyrics"

"Hey, fuck you at least I'm not tripping while moving to position in every choreography"

"Hey fuck you too-"

You used the chaos to slip away and went to Irene's office.

"Who is it?"

You hear her annoyed voice when you knock on her door.

"It's me"

Immediately you heard loud footsteps and the door opened showing her smile and excited face.

"I miss you"

You had lunch, and finished your coffe break around 1. It's only 4 now.

"I miss you too babe"

You ruffled her hair as she pulled you inside.

"You're early, you want to go home now?"

Well, it's kinda hard to do that when she's pinning you to the door.

"I can wait for you to finish your job"

She smiled before making out with you. Her hands reached inside your sweater and feel up your abs.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door.

"Unnie, it's me"

I felt my heart stopped, Irene doesn't seems to be as panicked as me. She's more annoyed than anything for being interrupted.

"Sit at the couch"

You hurriedly move the couch, fixing your hair and sweater.

"Yes Seung?"

You see Irene opened the door and peek out.

"Unnie let's go to a dinner, some of my friend would be there, you'll love them"

Oh god she gonna set her up with someone else. Fuck please don't do that. Aghhh, why am I jealous. No, wait I'm not jealous, I'm just scared Irene will snap. Yeah, that's it.

A foolish denial.

"Sorry Seung, I had plans for tonight"

"Come on, it'll be fun, let's go"

You saw Wendy pushed through the door, opening it to find, you.

"H-h-h-hello sunbaenim"

You shyly nod.

"Oh my god, I knew it, you two are dating. I know those rumours must stem from somewhere"

Wendy immediately straddled towards you and sit next to you. Way too close for your comfort, or Irene's.

"I forgot your name, wait you're that blue guy right?"

"Y-y-y-yeah that's my nickname"

"Hohoho, so how long have you been dating? Wait, did you know unnie before you become a trainee?"

"That's enough Seung, he's not my boyfriend"

Unbeknownst to you and Wendy, Irene has slam the door closed and now is standing angrily beside Wendy.

"Really? You don't sounds convincing unnie"

She's right, Irene looked like she's ready to tear Wendy to pieces.

"It's true, now get out, we're having an important discussion"

Irene crossed her arms as her body is giving out sinister aura.

"Well, I'm sorry for interrupting here. So you're single then?"

Wendy turned to you making you panic even more. You tried to say something smart, but you can't say anything beyond some stuttering.

"Well that's good, you seems cute, you want to grab lunch sometimes?"

Wendy grabbed your hand and hold it making Irene even more angry, and you, more scared.

You wanted to say no, but it comes out as a mixed of Japanese and Korean giberish.

"Come on, I'll treat you, in fact I will give you some vocal training as well, just for a lunch together"

Wendy ran her fingers through your chest making your heart stop. This is it, this is how you gonna die, some little flirty rascal gonna make your girlfriend explode.

"ENOUGH"

Irene roared, you are scared, Wendy is amused.

"Admit it"

"Yes, he's MY BOYFRIEND, now GET OFF him"

Wendy let you go before smiling to Irene. Irene is furious, you see a vein in her forehead, something you've only seen once before, when you two walked into your ex.

"Heheheh, you're so cute when you're mad unnie, right blue?"

Don't turn to me like that, fuck you're gonna kill me even harder.

"Enough get out"

Irene pulled Wendy by the alear and dragged her out.

"Awawawawawawaw, you have to tell me later unnie"

Wendy said before Irene slam the door on her face.

The room got quiet, you can hear your heartbeat, might be the last time you'll ever hear it again.

Then you heard the sounds of the door locking.

You held your breath as Irene stare you down. Her gaze is a laser vision that's melting you in your seat

"Baby"

You let out a small whimper as Irene start walking towards you. Herr steps is fast and loud, making your heartbeat raise as well.

"You have some nerve babe"

She grabbed you by the face before pushing you till you lay down on the couch.

"I didn't do anything"

You know she doesn't believe that.

"You let her grab you, feel your body up. You're MY BOYFRIEND, and this, this is all MINE"

She grabbed every part of you that Wendy touched earlier.

"Babe, I, I don't know what to say to her"

"Tell her no, punch her for touching you without your consent"

She roared again making some of her spit drip to your face.

"Unless..... You are consenting to it"

Her face contorted even deeper, you felt her fingers in your face become cold and chilly.

"Baby you know I don't"

"Then why did you let her"

"Because I thought she's your friends, I don't want to hurt your friends"

"You're my boyfriend that's more important than a friend"

Alright, step one, wrap your hand around her.

"You know I can't do that to her. Being a good boyfriend means respecting your girlfriend's friends"

Step two, caress her back.

"So you just gonna let her slobber all over you?"

Step three, kiss her cheek.

"No, I will tell her to back down, I was just thinking about something else"

Step four, caress her cheek.

"About what? Her perfume? Her soft hands? Her beauty? About cheating on me with her?"

Modified step five, attack her with a sudden outbursts of jealousy.

"About you saying I'm not your boyfriend, didn't she tried to hook you up with her friends? You didn't tell her you have a boyfriend already didn't you? You even denied me in front of her"

She was stunned.

"You know how painful it is? She's your friend, you said it before you love her and she has helped you through many painful times. You confide in her and yet you can't even admit to her about me? Why? Because you're ashamed? Of ME?"

Attack her again.

"You know that's not true"

She winced as her face showed her remorse.

"Is it? Does anyone know you're dating me. Wait no, does anybody knows you're dating anyone? That you're not available anymore?"

Her eyes turned glassy as guilt is filling her face.

"No right? Because you don't care, you..... You don't care about me"

You whispered the last part to home in the idea that you're hurt.

Tears immediately fell from her eyes.

"I care baby, I care about you I'm sorry, please I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry please I'm sorry babe"

She wailed as she hugged you again.

You felt glad, as if, you managed get something off your chest. You think it's just the crisis that you've averted, but no, it's something more than that. You're glad, because you managed to tell her what you've been feeling for awhile now.

I'm in love with her.

Alas you admit it, quite easy isn't it. You love her, despite her uncontrollable anger and possessiveness. Despite her stalker behaviour and immeasurable obsession with you. You love her.

As you were lost in your thoughts Irene continue bawling her eyes out in your embrace.

"Baby"

You sighed as you caressed her hair.

"I'm sorry babe, please don't hate me, please, please, please"

She raised her face that's messed by her tears, her eyes is red and her expression is, pitiful.

You did pick up on what she said, she doesn't want to hate you. It never occured to her you might leave her, or, maybe she have plans to make sure that didn't happen.

"Alright, I'll forgive you this once"

She cried again as she threw herself to you. Her lips crashed against yours before her wet cheeks touch yours.

Her tongue aggressively intrude your mouth and start to grab yours. You reciprocate and both of your tongue starts to have a little fight inside your mouth.

She tugged yours into her mouth before greedily bite and suck on it. You felt your tongue getting numb from her eagerness.

After your tongue she desperately move to your lips, biting it and pulling it before sucking it in.

Slowly you moved her hand to her shirt, unbuttoning it.

"Babyyyy~"

She moans as her hands start to play with your hair. She tried to grind you but her tight skirt is on her way so she pulled it up exposing her pale butt before she grinded on your thighs.

You unbuttoned her shirt and pull it apart exposing her white naked body. Your hand creep up to grab and massages her tits through her bra.

"I love you"

She moans again before she sit up. She throw away her shirt before unclasping her bra and skirt.

You pulled up your sweater making her eyes your naked upper half with lust and hunger.

She pulled down your pants exposing your half erect cock.

Without waiting any moment she stuffed her mouth with your cock.

Her tongue is rubbing all your weak spot as her lips is sucking in it greedily.

"Babeee"

You groaned and bucked your hips forward pushing your cock deeper into her throat.

"Keep going babe"

You grabbed her hair and start playing with it.

She let out a muffled mewl before she fucked her own throat with your cock.

For awhile you only hear her groans and moan before she finally get it out of her throat.

She climbed forward, pulling her panties to the side and aligning her wet entrance with your fairly lubed member.

Then, she plunged it deep into her.

"Aghhhhh, babe"

She moans as her back straightened up to a cowgirl position. You see the jolt of ecstasy coursing through her body.

You grabbed her hips as she started to move.

"I'm your girlfriend, I'm your girlfriend, fuck me like I'm yours. I'm yours and only yours babe, fuck me harder"

You giggled for a second, you're just laying down there as she move, what does she means fuck her harder.

You grabbed her breast. Your thumb rubbed her erect and sensitive nipples.

You love how expressive she is during sex. Her body always shivers and jerked as you find her weak points.

"You want to cum baby?"

You said seeing her cries getting louder and more needy.

"Please, let me cum baby"

You smiled.

"Well you can't"

She immediately let out a deep whine as she dropped and touch your abs for support.

You pick up her slack and start pounding her. She let our cries and monas as she bite your chest.

"Fuck you're such an irresistible demon"

You slapped her as making her body jerked forward.

"I want to cum babeeeee"

She whined.

"Hold it in babe, you know you can do it"

She can, but your ass slapping and cheek kisses doesn't make it easy for her.

"Fuck, I'm coming babe"

You felt your cock started to throb. She felt it too as her face start showing anticipation.

"I'm cumming"

Your groan blended with her cries and moans as you plunged deep inside her.

You felt your sperm shooting out to her as her juices started to drench your crotch.

"Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, I love you babe"

As both of your orgasm pass she slumped down to your chest, drained.

"You should, clean your couch later"

You panted and laughed.

"No, I want your smell here too"

She smiled and start kissing you.

The make out session almost last as long as the sex.

"Fuck, I'm cold, let's get dressed babe"

You kissed her cheek, she nodded and get off you before you two get dressed.

"You want to go home?"

Irene fixed her hair before pushing you to her chair and sit on your lap.

"I'm sorry baby, I will tell everyone I'm in a relationship okay? Don't be mad at me please, I love you"

She gave you a cute pout, something that you can't ever say no to.

"Alright"

You played with her hairs as she dropped her head on your shoulder. Her finger draw around on your chest as her other hand is holding one of yours.

Time seems to pass slowly with her in your arms. Next thing you know it's already dark outside.

"I almost forgot why I'm here, the trainees will have a test this Friday and all the idols in SM is invited, that includes you right?"

She perked up with a smile.

"Yes, finally I can watch you"

She haven't checked the trainee out again after her first time with Seulgi and Wendy so she's been pestering for you to perform for her. Something you have swiftly evade for awhile.

"Don't expect too much babe, we get to do what we want so I'll be singing there"

One of your hand start to caress her smooth and soft thighs.

"Hmmmm, I want to hear you sing again"

You sang for her once, and she loved it. Although you're not really sure that's a good indicator since she loves everything you do.

"Yeah, then be ready for Friday"

She smiled happily and kissed you.

"Come on, let's go home"

Friday is coming rather quickly, you did managed to had a few rehearsals which boost your confidence.

"You're ready for to day baby?"

Irene woke you up from your daydream.

"Yeah, I'm ready for anything"

She smiled and kissed your cheek.

"I'll see you at lunch okay?"

You confidently walk to your training room. The schedule is, preparation till lunch, then lunch, then performance.

The others have some visible nervousness on their face and body language. You don't, you just get into a corner, put on your song and rehearse it quietly a few times before putting on your normal shuffle.

Before lunch your instructor came, he then put on a paper at the door.

"Listen up, this will be the test order, it will start at 1 so don't be late"

He then scurry off while the trainee crowded the paper.

"Fuck I'm first"

"Shit, why am I so early"

"Oh no, oh god I'm gonna be sick"

"Oh my god, I'm second to last"

Everyone immediately let out their panic and relief, you slowly walked to it and scanned for your name.

Last, dead last, you had to wait the other 29 trainee to finish their performance before you get to.

"Isn't this being divided bases on our performance? All vocal are last"

That's weird.

"Fuck, why did I choose rap"

"Why are we last?"

You asked, not sure to who.

"I think, since our company is very strict with vocals they put it last so more idols could be late and watch our performance"

"Shit, you might be right, they saved best for last"

"Best my ass, I'm gonna sing like a mule"

"They put blue dead last as the ending performance"

"Fuck, that means I'm first since I'm terrible"

You, don't think that's true. However it is true you're the best singer in the bunch. Everyone acknowledge that.

In fact one of the reason you still around despite your lackluster dance is because your vocal is too good to pass on.

"I'm, going out for lunch"

You sighed and walked away.

You find Irene already waiting for you by the elevator.

"Don't come here babe, what if people see you"

You said quietly, despite the empty place you don't want to take any risk.

"It's fine, let's go get lunch, I am hungry"

She grabbed your hand and drag you all the way to her car.

"I'm last"

She raised her eyebrow.

"I'm the last performance"

She smiled happily.

"They always save the best for last. The idols that attend would tend to come late so it's just tradition to let the best comes last"

They do think I'm the best, alright, no pressure at all.

"We're here, come on"

The lunch was fine, not much happens between the time you arrived this morning and the time you're having lunch so there's nothing to talk about.

"Noona I need my hand to eat"

"I can feed you, come on, say Ahhhhh"

You stare at the spoon she's holding to your face with a tired expression.

"Ahhhhh"

She happily feeds you and gave you some extra flavour with her kiss.

"So, what song are you performing?"

"It's called, 'Love me' by RealestK, you ever heard about it?"

"No, but I'll listen to it after this, it's a romantic songs right?"

"Yeah, I think, you would love it"

Her smile blinded you for a moment before you felt her lips crashing up against yours.

I should buy a lip moisturizer soon.

"Thanks babe, you know me so well"

Irene stayed quiet after that, happily cuddle and feed you for the rest of the lunch.

You did managed to ask her for no coffee break so you can prepare for the performance.

"Fine, but after you perform you're coming straight home with me"

Not like you have any other destination you want to go to.

Back in the practice room you can feel the anxiousness suffocate you the moment you walk in.

"Alright, we will be starting very shortly, don't be nervous, your senior will be nice"

You walk up to him to ask something.

"Sorry sir, can I excuse myself after the performance, I have a thing I need to attend to"

Usually they are pretty flexible with training time, especially when you're good enough to skip some and still perform well.

"Hmmm, if you have a flawless performance you can. If not then you will have to wait until I start giving comments out. You know how I go, the worst always gets the last comments"

You nodded happily and promise you will impress him, something that he said he'll look forward too.

You sit at the back leaning to the wall while closing your eyes.

Not long you heard a few footsteps walked in to the room.

There's like 8 different idols there watching you closely.

Irene, Wendy and Seulgi is here. There's Taeyong and Mark from NCT, Taeyeon, holy shit Kai from Exo. Then your eyes fell to the last two people, Karina from Aespa, and her member, Giselle, your ex.

You follows the other traine to bow and greet them. A little absent minded from seeing your ex.

She's here, the girl you tried to chase, the girl that made you apply and become a trainee here. She's here, yet, it, doesn't feel like you're happy.

Of course Irene is here and she's gonna flip out when she hears that Gisele is your ex. But it's not the fear of her anger, it's rather, the fear of ruining your surprise for her by ruining her mood.

Good god, you are in love with her.

You swallowed your worries for a second before watching your instructor give some greeting and called up the first trainee.

Relax, there's 29 trainee, each perform a full song, so add the preparation and comment it would take 5-10 minutes for each. It's 2 hour long, dear god, you felt your energy drained already.

It's fine, maybe Aeri will just leave, she's never the patient type.

You glance to the idols seating area, you find 3 sets of eyes watching you. One is Wendy, who's smiling mischievously, one is Irene, she looked like she's just observing you but dating her for awhile you know she's thirsting over you. Last is Aeri, she's, looking at you with sadness and pain.

You decided to look away, focusing on your friends performance.

The first few performance was, meh, you are never into rap so you're not sure how good their rap was.

The idols seems to be given a paper form that they used to write after each trainees performance.

You were really hoping after the first hour they will just start to leave. No, it's actually worst, more of the come. Chen and Baekhyun from Exo, alongside Taeyeon, holy shit the vocal overlord has come to watch you sing.

For the first time you felt nervousness creep up your back.

Your hand starts fidgeting with your clothes, your leg is jittery and your heart is all over the place.

Something Irene notices almost immediately.

She watched over you openly now, which take your attention.

Your gaze met, and just like the first time this happens, the world stop.

Through unknown means she sends encouragement through her eyes towards you.

For a second you felt your heart stopped again, before a new rush of foreign power encapsulate you.

You smiled, giving her reassurance that you're fine. She smiled back before watching the trainee performance once again.

Your turn is coming very slowly, you patiently waited for it.

Sometimes you glanced to the idols to find Irene watching you. Sometimes Wendy watches you before whispering something to Irene that prompted her to get slap. Sometimes Aeri also watch you, making you feel a little nervous that Irene might catch on.

Thankfully the dreaded wait end as you walk to the middle of the room, you felt more confident than ever.

"Uhmmm, hello, good evening sunbaenim. Today, I will be performing a song"

They all nodded while watching you with anticipation.

"This song, was made by me, for my, girlfriend"

A smile creept up to your face. Irene was stunned, you see Wendy was smiling proudly while giving you a thumbs up.

The other idols is intrigued seeing someone has made a song to perform in. Aeri is looking at you with complex emotions.

"Did you want us to review if it fits for your girlfriend?"

Seulgi asked making the others laughs.

"Oh no, she loves it already. She wants me to... Well, in her own words brag about her in front of my senior. Since I can't lie to her, I just agreed"

They laughed and excitedly put down any phone or the paper form they're holding to watch you.

"Alright, go ahead start"

With your instructor queue he started the song, and your voice blend with the instruments as you start singing.

*The song is Get You by Daniel Caesar, just omit Kali Uchis's part*

Everyone loves it, your trainee was stunned, your instructor is proud and the idols is vibing to it.

"Whooooooooooo, who would've thought I'll get youuuuuuu"

When the chorus hits the idols let out a cheer hyping you up.

For the duration of the song your eyes never leaves Irene except for some part where you close it to 'vibe' better with the song.

In this moment in time, the world doesn't matter for both of you, all you care about, is eachother.

The full room felt empty, other people seems to vanish as you continue singing for her.

"Whooooooooooo, who would've thought I'll get youuuuuuu, oh yeah, oh yeah babeeee"

The last chorus come to an end as the room went quiet.

The silent last approximately 0.0001 second before a loud cheer and claps boomed from all over the room.

Another smile creept up on you, you made it, you fucking made a room filled with successful idols impressed by your performance.

"Wooo, can I be your girlfriend?"

You heard Wendy screamed before she got slapped again by Irene.

"Well, I have no comment, your performance was well done. I have yet to find a problem with your singing and the sing itself was great. Does the guests have any comments?"

Your instructor gave you a thumbs up before looking at the guests juries.

"Nothing to say here"

"Yeah, good song, good voice, honestly good boyfriend"

"That's right, did you made the song all by yourself?"

Hearing Taeyeon asked you with intrigue you felt a blush creep up upon you.

"Uhhh, yes, I record all the instruments myself"

The idols all smile at you.

"Wow, that was a good song, maybe you can start making more. We've been needing a few more songs writers around"

You would love to, music is your passion, being an idol is just your silly childish move to return to your ex.

Now that you've seen her, you realised you've move on, and, maybe it's time to change your career path a little

"Thank you, I've been thinking about it"

The rest start giving you some compliment and cheers before your instructor sends you back to sit with your friends.

"Let's go blue"

Your friends immediately swarmed you and congratulate you.

As the idols leaves the room the trainees start to wait nervously for evaluation.

"First thing first, blue you were incredible out there, I have nothing to say"

The greatest form of evaluation, you've heard it like 3-4 times before during the 6 months of training you got here.

"Let's go blue"

"Make a song blue, I will pay you with spicy jokbal"

"Sorry guys, I have join the no comment club, so I'll be leaving"

You stood up with smile plastering all over you.

You slipped away and went outside, to find the elevator just closes leaving Irene there, waiting for you.

She saw you walk out and immediately ran to you.

"Babe"

You grunted as she jumped to you.

"You rascal, what a liar, you said you're gonna perform that Love Me song, I was loving that song and you just turn around and lied to me"

Her face is beaming with smiles. You're holding her by the but as she wrapped her leg around your stomach.

"I lied, are you gonna punish me babe"

You grinned, she laughed before cupping your face and kissing you.

"I love you"

She whispered.

"I love you too"

You whispered back.

She dropped off of you and grabbed your hand.

"Let's go home, I want to undress you and eat you whole"

You laughed seeing how impatient she become.

"Did you like the song babe?"

"I love it, I want a studio recording version and play it 24/7"

She can't help herself and kiss you again.

"I need some Chapstick"

You laughed.

"Come here"

She pulled one out of her bag and apply it to your lips. It was cute, except that you have to squat a little awkwardly since you're too tall for her.

"Perfect, I want your lips to stay as perfect as they are"

She grabbed your hand and nuzzle her head in your embrace as you wait for the elevator.

Somehow, someway, nobody saw you two being this lovey dovey all the way to her car.

Once inside she immediately drive you all the way, to her place.

"So, moving in"

You smiled as you walk with her to her apartment.

"I was thinking already babe, I don't want an apartment, we need a house. A big yet cozy house just for the two of us"

She bite your hand out of excitement.

"Hahahaha, I can't let you do that, I can't afford a house right now"

"Of course I'm gonna pay"

"Come on you know how I feel about that. Just be patient okay babe? Let my career took of a little. It's time for me to change my trajectory to a producer rather an idol. That way I can spend more time with you"

Her eyes is starstrucked, the love shaped iris is definitely real now. She starts running the hallway with you in her arms.

Once she get to her place you didn't have time to admire it before she hungrily kiss you.

"You want to ruin your couch again babe?"

She smiled and dragged you to the living room couch.

Pushing you to sit on it she stand in front of you while she seductively take off her clothes.

"Fuck you're so hot"

Your comment riled her even more, she took of her whole outfits before sitting on your lap fully naked.

"I want your cum to paint my inside babe"

"Heheheh, isn't that what we always do"

"I want it, in all three holes"

Your dick jumped up hearing her request. She smiled feeling your cock pushing on to her vagina.

She get off you and grabbed your cock through your loose sweat pants.

"So fucking needy"

She smiled proudly before kissing your tip. She kissed your shaft and all the way until she reached the base.

Then she bite your pants and pulled it down to expose your fully erect cock.

"Look at this thing babe, how come I haven't been torn apart"

She draw closer to your cock, letting it rest on her face.

The pure beautiful white face looks so hot with your cock covering half of it. Her breath send ticklish sensation through your cock.

"Are you gonna suck it?"

She smiled victoriously seeing you grow impatient.

Her small thick lips kissed the base of your cock and slowly kissed the bottom part of your cock all the way to the tip.

"Hmmmm, my favourite snack"

Seeing your leaking precum she used a finger to wipe it before sucking on that finger.

"Babe"

You groaned as more pre cum starts to leak. She smiled before she sticks out her tongue, gently licking your tip.

Slowly she bring your cock into her mouth. All the way to the base, you can feel her throat tightening around it as her tongue is licking around.

"So fucking unfair"

You groaned again.

Her eyes locked on to yours, filled with enthusiasm and pride before she slowly started to move.

It started slow, and sensual, then it become faster and faster, until she frantically fucked her own face on your cock.

"Aghhhh, I'm cumming"

You felt both of her hand grabbed your thighs as she plunged it down deep to her throat.

Then your sperm rush through your cock going immediately to her throat.

As your ejaculation end she slowly pulled out your wet cock and slobbers all over it.

"Second hole babe"

She stood in front of you, showing off her bright pink panties.

You grabbed her thighs making her shivers, your hand made its way to her panties before forcefully ripping it off.

"So impatient"

She giggled before pushing you to lean back on the couch.

Throwing herself into your lap she pulled your cock to align with her wet entrance before dropping down.

"So impatient"

You mock her, but all you hear in return is her moans and grunts.

"Play with my tits babe"

She begged, you grabbed both of her ass assisting her movement while your mouth went to bite and suck on her nipples.

"Aggghhhhh, fuck me"

You can feel her body pulsating as she's going through an orgasm.

"How rude, did I let you cum?"

You raised your head and bite her ear.

"Babeeeee, you're so mean, I've been holding it since you sing that song earlier"

"Well, you should keep waiting"

You take control of the pace by grabbing her waist and used her like an inanimate sexdoll.

"Fuck baby, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming"

You felt a sharp pain on your neck as she tried to stop her cries.

"So fucking desperate babe?"

You whispered in her ears.

"Ughhh"

She grunted before biting harder on your neck.

"Fuck, babe"

You grunted, she knows that's your weak spot, getting hickeys are very sexy for both you and her.

"I'm cumming"

You whimpered in her ears.

The second ejaculations is harder than the first one, you thrust into her so forcefully she almost got thrown off your lap.

As you both whine, moan and whimper in eachother ears your orgasm slowly passed, leaving nothing but your fatigue.

"Holy.... Shit...."

"Hehehehe, my last hole is waiting for you babe"

Your cock went hard again and all your fatigue went away as if it was nothing but a lie.

"Oooohhh, so hungry for it, bring me to the bed babe"

She wrapped her arms and leg around you as you carry her to her bedroom.

Once there you throw her to her king sized bed. She crawled to the bedside stand and pull out a bottle of lube.

"I've been waiting to give you this, I hope you like it"

Her insecure and shyness made you even more eager to take her anal virginity.

She squirted the lube all over your cock before giving it to you.

"Your turn babe"

She turned around giving you her ass in a doggystyle position.

You squirt it around the rim, before some to your hand.

"Let's warm it up a second babe"

Your finger teases her asshole making her body shiver in eagerness.

Then you push one finger in, then two, and three. She's done this before.

"So slutty, did you masturbate with your ass this whole time?"

You smacked her ass, the ripple from your palm travel all the way to her body that's quivering.

"I want to keep my virginity for someone special, for you. So I used my ass, to train it, also for you"

She moaned as your finger is playing around with her ass.

"Dirty little slut, then since you're ready, I'm going in"

You see her toe curls from the anticipation.

You align your cock to her asshole, the tip touches the entrance making her body shake from excitement.

Slowly you pushed it in, making her let out a scream.

"Godddd"

And goddamn you love making her scream.

"Slowly babe, you're too big, bigger than any of my toy"

You slow down your descent, watching her body language and adjust your speed accordingly.

Then, all of it went in, making her moans.

"Can I move babe?"

You licked her earlobe making her shivers.

"Slowly, please"

She sounds so vulnerable, after months of getting tormented by her you love being the one in power this time.

You slowly pulled back, then pushed it in, then pulled it back.

Slowly you start pounding her, she adapted to it quickly.

Then you start pounding her for real. Her ass ripples everytime you pressed up against it, her exposed back is so alluring that you decided to kissed it.

Then as your lips touch her spine you see her body shuddered.

A mischievous smile grow on your face. Using one finger you ran it along her spine.

The effect of your actions can be seen as the tremor was sent all over her body.

"You like this babe?"

She only whimpered and nod.

"God you're such a delicate girl, let me think you tonight"

You leaned forward and used your hand to support yourself before you start fucking her harder.

Giving a kiss to her male you find another sensitive point that sends her to overdrive.

At one point her hand lose its strength as her upper body slumped down to the bed.

Her hands lay lifelessly around her. Her tongue sticks out of her mouth as her eyes is staring off to the distance.

The look of pure ecstasy that she have pushed you over the edge as you plunged deep into her and spray all your white nectar all over her inside.

Slowly you pull out your cock. You saw her gaping asshole is slowly blinking at you as if it's asking for more.

"Tired babe?"

You fixed the hair that's covering her face.

"Give me a minute"

She panted, you drop beside her, pulling her to your embrace.

She nuzzle up closer, and that's how t.he rest of the night goes.

At least, that's what you think.

A few minute later you felt her hand gently stroking your cock.

"You want more?"

You can't help but laugh.

She looks at you with needy expression, biting her lip, fuck me eyes, you can't say no to her.

That night, you came inside her 6 times, 2 for each hole. She came, 12 times? You lost count after awhile.

Finally as the night draw closer you and Irene crawl to the bed, fully exhausted.

The bed was messy and wet from your sweat. You both grown accustomed to it and just snuggle together before pulling the bed cover over you.

"I love you babe"

"I love you too"

The next day you were woken up by her again. She is leaving some hickeys for your chest.

"Morning"

You grunted and while closing your eyes, you reached out to play around with her hair.

"Are you going to ask your instructor to change your job? I will love to work with you in the studio for hours"

She stopped bitting your chest and just rest her head on it.

"I don't think we will do much 'work' together you know"

"Hehehehe, yeah, but I want to spend my days with you"

You suddenly had flashes of Aeri in your mind, making you frown.

"What's with that look, were you thinking about another girl while being with me?"

You flinched, she's really good at this.

"You are"

You opened your eyes to see hers is filled with rage.

"I, don't want to ruin our night last night"

Step one, hug her.

"What are you talking about"

The coldness in her voice shows step one is not working.

"You remember about how I chase one of my ex here?"

Step two, caress her back.

"Did she contact you yesterday, before our romantic night?"

It's not working as well.

"Well, it's not that, she contacted me, I saw her yesterday, during the test"

As her face contorted you see her mind races trying to digest what you mean. You initiated step three by grabbing her hand and kissed it.

"She's there? She's one of my coworker?"

Not working again, you're in trouble.

"It's, Aeri-"

The sharp crisp sound of a slap echoed the room. As the echoes subsided you felt the pain coming in to your cheek. The pain is blaring in your mind, in contrast to the silence in the room.

"She was your ex and you didn't tell me?"

The silence was broken yet again by her thunderous scream.

"I'm sorry babe, I was just-"

The second slap was much more painful than the first one.

"That's why you want to be a producer. So you can meet me, and your ex, you want to cheat on me, you were, cheating on me"

The anger from her voice is gone only leaving only her paranoia and delusion.

"Of course not babe, I will be your personal producer"

Your word doesn't reach her as she was busy mumbling.

"Bab-"

Your voice was stuck in your throat, mostly because her hand has blocked it from coming out, along with the air from your lung.

"You are cheating on me"

Think fast, how do you diffuse this situation.

"I'm not, let me talk please"

Your words is nothing but a squeak as you're struggling for air.

"I'm not letting you cheat again, not now, not ever"

You tried to say something but the oxygen is ruining out.

"You're mine, You're mine, You're mine, You're mine, You're mine, You're mine, You're mine, You're mine, You're mine, You're mine, You're mine, You're mine"

The eyes filled with nothing but a void on an emotionless face was the last thing you see as her crazed lullaby rings in your ears before your consciousness slipped away.

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only mine.┊ kazuha

PAIRING ┊ yan!kazuha x f!reader GENRE ┊yandere themes WC ┊ 1.7k+ WARNINGS ┊ obsessive and possessive behavior , somnophilia , panty sniffing , manipulation , reader getting hurt , lowercase intended!! SYNOPSIS ┊ kazuha, your sweet and daring boyfriend always showing you affection and love like you never had before. this was your first relationship ! so you never noticed the red flags, not until you heard him threatening your friend to leave you alone, thats when shit happens. A/N ┊ written by kam , hope you guys enjoy ! (melody helped with the process !) i had a lot of ideas for this one, but decided to stick with this one since it fitted best! (i think) , id like to hear what you guys think about this one.

in the beginning of your relationship with kazuha, everything seemed perfect. he treated you like royalty, showering you with love and affection. his sweet words and affectionate gestures made you feel wanted and special, like you had finally found someone who truly cherished you. but as time went on, you started to notice subtle hints of possessiveness and obsession in his behavior.

it started with “innocent” requests, like asking you to delete the contact of a male friend. kazuha's tone was always soft, masking his true intentions. "darling, can you delete his contact?" he would say, with a fake concern in his eyes. confused, you questioned his reasoning. "hm? why?” you asked innocently. his response was laced with insecurity and jealousy, "you’re talking to another boy, love. what if you fall for him?"

his possessiveness became more apparent, as he struggled to accept that you have other connections outside of your relationship with him. you tried to calm his fears, assuring him that your friend was just that - a friend. but kazuha wasn't convinced. in an attempt to control your interactions with others, he guilt-tripped you. "you only need me and should depend on me. why were you talking to him anyway?" his voice became tinged with anger. this possessive streak continued to escalate, leaving you feeling suffocated.

kazuha’s obsession with you grew stronger by the day. he despised the thought of you having any connection to the outside world that didn't involve him. to assert his dominance, he would cling onto you during social gatherings, kissing and hugging you from behind to make it clear to others that you belonged to him. your friends would feel a chill run down their spines as they witnessed the power play between you and kazuha.

classes became a source of unrest as well. he bombarded you with countless messages, demanding your attention and guilting you if you didn't respond within minutes. when your phone went unanswered or on "Do Not Disturb," his frustration grew, resulting in an onslaught of texts expressing his discontent. the constant need for validation and presence wore you down both mentally and emotionally.

even in the safety of your dorm room, his possessiveness knew no bounds. he clung to you, seeking constant physical contact and affection. while you reciprocated his gestures, it became overwhelming, as he kissed and touched you incessantly. the line between love and control blurred as you found yourself pleading for space and relaxation.

"ah, kazu, you’re doing too much... relax, i’m not going anywhere, okay?" you would whisper, hoping to calm his insecurities. however, his eyes filled with doubt, and he immediately resorted to manipulating your emotions. "oh, so you're annoyed with me now? i’m sorry for being annoying... i bet you don't love me anymore," he murmured, pained by the possibility of losing you.

these guilt trips became a cruel tactic, leaving you questioning your own feelings and loyalty. as you continue to navigate this toxic relationship, you begin to recognize the red flags that you had previously dismissed. the possessiveness, manipulation, and control from kazuha became impossible to ignore. blinded by his initial affection, you had failed to see the true darkness lurking beneath the surface.

sometimes kazuha is...a little weird. while you weren't in sight and if he were missing your presence, he would go to your laundry basket to find your used panties just to whiff at it. he always got off to the smell of your undies, the smell of your sweat mixed in with your heat always had him in heaven. it always made him have heart in his eyes.

even sleeping with him. he just loves you too much! what did you expect when you two started dating? he would always wait until you were in a deep sleep before he would unzip his pants and rub his cock in the crack of your ass, trying to get as much friction to cum. as a knot would build up in his stomach, signaling he was close, he would bring his cock to your slightly agape mouth, stroking it until he came inside. always wondering what that salty taste was when you had awoken from your slumber.

you tried to ignore the weird behavior that kazu was giving off, I mean...he loves you right? theres no need to break up with him. not until you heard kazus voice echoing in the empty lecture hall room. pushing the door, you peek thru the corners to see kazu and your...friend? what could he possibly be doing with your friend.

"just stay away from her, and we won't have a problem." kazu slammed a hand on the wall, cornering your friend. "i don't see what she even sees in you, youre so weird! plus i only see her as a friend!" your friend exclaimed. "cut her off. if you dont, you know what ill do. you dont want your fingers cut off right..?"

kazu pulled out a small pocket knife, doing a skilled twirl with it as he opened it close to his neck. "maybe your neck, yes?" he grinned mischievously as he pressed the cold blade against his neck. your friend can be heard trying to resist and pleading for him to not do it. beads of sweat running down his forehead, and that's when you just lost it.

"kazu! what the fuck are you doing!?" you come barging in and kazus eyes widened. pushing him off your friend, and you look up at him with concern. "are you okay? did you get hurt?" the friend scoffs and slaps your hand away that was reaching out for him. "i almost got hurt. now you and your freaky boyfriend can leave me the fuck alone. i don't want to deal with you or him anymore." and there you watch him exit the lecture hall, the only sound being heard were his echoed footsteps.

"l-love, see..? i was just trying to help you...i didn't want you to face thru hardships like this..! that's why i was trying to get rid of him! fools like him dont deserve to be friends with you. in fact, you dont need friends, only me...okay...?"

you stare at the door, then slowly turning your body to face kazu. "kazu...i think its time to let go of this relationship. i know we have been dating for almost two years now, but this is too much for me to handle, i think im just going to focus on myself right now." there, you said it all to him. everything that you had been wanting to say.

"l-love please stop joking, i know how much you love to joke haha...please cmon, lets just go back to the dorms and cuddle." you can see the panic in his eyes. you can see the way hes shaking. and the way hes trying to convince himself that everything happening wasn't real.

he steps closer to you to grab your hand, and caressed it, but you retract and pull back. "kazu, Im sorry but its over." and there kazu was left speechless. the love of his life..? leaving him? no no no he can't have that now.

"please, love stay with me..you love me too right? you dont have anyone else but me! your friends wouldnt care for you the way i do! I'll do anything, please dont leave me, you said we would be together till our final days!"

kazu pleaded, tears threatening to spill from his eyes now. he grabbed your shoulders, and tried to kiss you, but that immediately made you react to push him, which made him trip and fall on his bottom.

"its over! ill be living with another friend in the dorms, so don't worry." your last words before you walked away from the man. until you were stopped in your tracks again, by kazu on his knees as his arms hugged your legs, looking up at you with tears in his eyes.

"please! anything! ill do anything! what do you want...? money? jewelry? new clothes? ill do anything for you dear, so please don't do this to me! im nothing without you! i need you!" he screams as his tears spilled onto the floor, creating a wet mess.

"i said its over kazu, what part do you not understand?! now let go!" you nudged your legs left and right to get out of his grasps, that led to you wobbling your way out, but he tried his best to pull you back.

which resulted in you tripping, hitting your head on the floor as you fell down the stairs, creating a loud echo thru out the lecture hall. "y/n!" kazu exclaimed before running down to your unconscious body. blood running down your head as he picked you up and with no time to waste he runs to the infirmary.

and there you wake up, and a bright light shines above you. the smell of antiseptics filling your senses, as you sat up, placing a hand on your head to soothe your migraine. god, everything hurts, but the silence was soon interrupted. "y/n! y/n! oh god! youre finally awake! i was so worried you wouldnt wake up at all!" a boy with platinum blonde hair with a orange-red streak on the right was spotted next to your bed.

it took you a while to comprehend the person in front of you, but then finally recognize the boy. "ah...kazu..?" you respond back quietly, still feeling a bit groggy. "yes, yes, yes! its me, your boyfriend." he grabbed your hand to hold it, giving little kisses on the back.

"ah..what happened..? i remember walking thru the halls...then..." he placed a finger on your lips, signaling you to shush. "its-its alright, you just fell down on the stairs and i immediately brought you here after seeing you unconscious." you look at him in confusion, why did he stop you? sure you trusted what your boyfriend had said, but you feel like another part was missing.

"are you sure..? i feel like something else happened...argh...my head hurts." you massaged your head again. "here drink this. itll help subside the pain." he grabbed some pills from the table next to the hospital bed and some water. you took the pills from his hands to your mouth and swallowed it down with the water.

"we will stay together right...?" kazu mutters out, and that made you turn your head, what was he talking about? of course you would. "of course kazu, why the sudden question?" he doesnt respond as he just smiles with a huge blush.

"thank you...well stay together forever till our time is up...i love you so much dear.." he says before giving you a kiss on the lips while holding your hands, and you return the kiss.

"youre mine, and only mines."

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yrluvjane · 11 months

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Valentines Request

"Who did this to you" trope with Reggie because your crush asked you to come with him on the annual valentines day dance but decided to go with another girl instead and he told you this the day before the dance, and reggies ready to throw hands 👀

Valentine Heartbreak

You're stomach plummeted as Scott's words sank in. You thought that finally, you had found someone who liked you as much as you liked him, someone who understood you on a level that no one else did. But here you were, once again, heartbroken and alone on a night that was supposed to be about love and romance.

"Why?" You asked, her voice barely louder than a whisper.

"I… I just, I thought… I- We didn't click," Scott muttered, his eyes blank and darting from one place to the other.

"Click?" You echoed, feeling a mix of anger and confusion course through your body. "What do you mean by click?"

"I just, I thought I was ready to take our relationship to the next level, but I realized that I wasn't," Scott explained, his voice growing irritated with each word.

He must have seen the sadness in your eyes because he reached out and took your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze before letting go. "I'm sorry, I really am."

You felt your eyes fill with tears, but you refused to let them fall. "It's okay, Scott," you said, forcing a smile to your face. "I understand. I guess I just wasn't ready either."

"Thanks," Scott said, his voice much lighter. "I think it's best if we just stay friends." He says as a smile takes on his lips, he doesn't even bother to feign guilt or pain.

You wanted to scream and cry and beg him to take it all back, but you knew that you couldn't. You watched as he turned and walked away, feeling a pang of loss and regret as the door to the classroom closed behind him.

You sat on the edge of the dance floor, nursing a glass of fruit punch as you watched the other couples dance. As you watched, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy towards all the happy pairs, and you sighed heavily as you took another sip of your drink.

You had been looking forward to this night for weeks, and now here you were, stuck all alone while everyone else around you was having the time of their lives. It was hard not to feel like the odd one out, the one who always got left behind while everyone else was having fun.

You looked around the room, trying to find someone else who was alone like you. Maybe if you found someone to relate to, it would make you feel less isolated. But as you scanned the crowd, you only saw happy couples, smiling at each other and twirling across the dance floor.

You felt a surge of sadness and frustration wash over you, and you looked down at your drink, feeling the effect it had on your body in a way that made you feel even more alone. You took another sip, hoping that it would help numb the pain, at least for a little while.

You froze at the sound of Regulus' voice, your heart pounding in your chest as you looked up at him. You felt a wave of embarrassment wash over, having been caught alone on the most romantic holiday of the year.

"I… I was just enjoying the music," you said, trying to maintain your composure despite the fact that you felt like you were about to burst into tears.

Regulus stepped closer to you, his hands in his pockets as he studied your face. "Is everything alright?" he asked, his voice soft and concerned.

You hesitated for a moment before opening up to him, feeling a sudden urge to confide in him despite the fact that you barely knew him. "I was supposed to come here with...someone, but he changed his mind at the last minute and decided to go with another girl," you said, feeling your bottom lip quiver as you spoke the words out loud.

"Who did this to you? What's this guy's name?"

You felt a brief spark of fear at Regulus' words, feeling a guilt to protect Scott from his wrath. "It's okay," she said quickly, trying to calm him down. "It was just a silly misunderstanding. He didn't mean to hurt me."

Regulus frowned, his brow furrowed in confusion. "But he did hurt you," he said, his voice firm. "No one deserves to be treated like that, especially on a night like this."

You hesitated for a moment, feeling a sense of respect and admiration for him. It was rare to find someone who cared about you so much, who was willing to stand up for you even when they barely knew you.

"His name is Scott," you said finally, feeling a sense of relief as you spoke his name. "He had his reasons, even if I don't fully understand them."

Regulus looked down at you, his expression softening. "He shouldn't have left you here alone, love," he said, his voice gentle. "You shouldn't have to be here by yourself on a night like this."

You felt your eyes fill with tears at his words, feeling grateful for his kindness and consideration. It was clear that he saw you as more than just someone who was alone on the dance floor. He saw you as a person who deserved to be cared for and loved, regardless of the circumstances.

"Would you care to dance?" he asked, his voice smooth and inviting.

As you let Regulus guide you onto the dance floor, you felt a sense of warmth wash over you, feeling like maybe things would be okay after all. you let him lead you in a slow dance, and as you moved together to the music. For a moment, you forgot about Scott and the pain he had caused you, and you allowed herself to enjoy the moment, to feel the warmth of Regulus' touch and the beauty of the music. It was a moment of pure happiness, and you knew that you would never forget it.

As she leaned her head against his chest, feeling the warmth of his body against hers, she realized that maybe there was hope after all. Maybe, just maybe, things would get better.

I'm four months late, I am so so sorry 😭😭😭 i hope you enjoyed this

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dameronology · 2 years

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hair of the dog (e.m)

summary: nothing breaks tension like a love declaration in the middle of a fight (i was watching this scene from tbbt and it just felt so eddie i'm sorry)

warnings: mentions of jealousy, alcohol, also i wrote this in under an hour so it's not the best soz

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-jazz

Eddie felt like he was drowning in tension.

It hung across the room like a fog, clinging to the walls and furniture and him and you. There was nothing but silence filling in the gaps, save for the sounds of your hearts pounding loudly in yours ears, chests heaving with unspent anger. Some at him, some at yourself, some at the situation. You were nine months in now and you'd had small arguments here and there, but none so bad that you wanted to tear the walls down screaming. Eddie was capable of making you the happiest person on the Earth but goddamit, sometimes he made you the craziest. The angriest. The most tyrannical.

He was stood there now, gangly arms dangling by his side, obsidian eyes darkened with shame and guilt. His hair was a little wet from the rain, curly around his head, capturing his sad face like a tragically beautiful painting in a golden frame. Eddie was aware now more than ever that he had let you down. That was something he lived in constant fear of.

"I'm sorry-"

"- don't start," you start your finger out, shushing him. "Just...don't start. Not right now."

Eddie got insecure. You knew that and honestly, you couldn't blame him. Not everything he'd been through. It had been a recurring theme at the start of your relationship; why me and not them? Why choose me when you could have literally anyone else?

It wasn't constant, and it had gotten better as time had passed. The more dedicated you became to Eddie, the more sure of himself he was. There were less insecure moments and these days, the only Eddie Munson you ever seemed to come across was the goofy, eccentric nerd that you held so close to your heart. He was a human after all, prone to jealousy and insecurity, even in the most secure of relationships. It was just that when he'd gotten drunk and aimed it at one of your closest friends, you'd both gotten a little angry.

Steve Harrington, also drunk - most drunk, actually, second only to your boyfriend - hadn't deserved that.

Eddie was totally grounded now, sobered completely and entirely by your yelling and ranting. He'd felt it to be a little unfair at first, until you pointed out that he was the one who'd raised his voice in the first place. Not to mention the false accusations and completely ungrounded insults that his inebriated ass had thrown your way.

"I just..." you finally spoke, words tailing off. "I don't get it."

"Neither do I," Eddie sheepishly admitted. "I was drunk and he was just looking at you in a way I didn't like and that doesn't make it okay. I know that, I promise you I know that, but I panicked-"

"- why?!"

"Because I always panic!" he declared, throwing his wildly hands in the air. "Everyone else is fight or flight but I just panic! Sometimes about the supernatural, other times about getting busted for dealing but constantly about you finding someone better."

"There is no one better for me, Eds," you frustratedly sighed. "How many times do I have to tell you that?"

"I don't know," he murmured. "The alcohol just amplified it."

"Why not just talk to me?" you pushed. "Why embarrass me in front of my friend? Who, by the way, I pied off five years ago in ninth grade!"

"Y'know, I'm starting to really not like this guy-"

"- what is your problem?!" you cut him off. "Do you use all your thinking up at Hellfire Club and then have none left to use when you come home?"

"I don't know," he repeated again. "But..it's okay. This is my problem. It's my stupid brain that thinks me into these situations and I'll deal with it myself. It's an Eddie problem, m'kay? Not an us problem, or even a Steve Harrington problem."

"Why do you always do this?" you groaned. "Listen to me, Eds - you are the one I'm with, you know I love you, so will you please relax because you are driving me crazy!"

You both froze at that.

Eddie had told you that he loved you pretty much the day he met. It had started as a joke when he found out that you liked Pantera but every time he'd said it since had been with conviction, each time meaning more than the last. You, however, had been yet to utter the words. He was never going to rush you into it, knowing that it had been a sore spot in previous relationships. He just maybe hadn't realised until now how much he needed to hear.

"You know," he began, but then paused for a second. "That's the first time you've told me that you love me."

You nodded, throat dry. "Yeah, it is."

Your eyes stung with tears - not at anything you'd done, but at the fact Eddie looked happier than he ever had before. He knew that you loved him; you showed him everyday through your actions - the way you smiled at him, the way you held him, the way you gripped onto his arm as you walked together - but it was something else entirely when it was verbalised. Despite everything, he was overjoyed, any prior worry he had melting completely.

"So, how do you wanna play this?" he gently asked. "Kiss and makeup and act like this is completely normal and not a freaky moment for both of us?"

"That is exactly what we're gonna do," you said, voice wobbling. "Because I'm about to start crying, and if I start crying, you're gonna start crying and-"

Eddie's movements made you pause. He crossed the room, closing the gap between you and winding both his arms around your waist. You went crashing into his chest, almost immediately overwhelmed by his smell; mint shampoo, woodsy aftershave, beer and weed. The latter two being hair of the dog, but the earlier being your favourite scent in the world.

"This is a totally normal moment," he said, pressing a kiss to your head. "We're good. We fought and now we're good and nothing here is weird or groundbreaking or game-changing."

"Yeah," you sniffed. "Just two totally normal people."

"Two totally normally people who love each other," he corrected you.

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horrorshow · 1 year

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happy wincest wednesday! what do you think is sam's freakiest kink?

consensual somnophilia. but let me build up to that.

in general sam is more dominant and he likes dean as an actively engaging and happy bed partner so on a basic level his kinks are strongly related to dean's pleasure. it's pretty much 'whatever dean lets him get away with'. when dean loses his snark and he willingly lets himself get manhandled, pinned down, put into bendy positions or follow orders, you can count on it it feeds sam's lil powertripping dominant alpha brain. so whatever sam has to do to get dean there and ENJOY that, doesn't really matter (spoiler: it's not much bc dean is easy like that). it can get intense when he's pushing boundaries, but its not really all that kinky bc sam can do the bare minimum for maximum results here. if anything he's holding himself back.

(related to that, i absolutely think sam has a size kink and he nuts a bit harder when comparing dick sizes and seeing he's bigger, and knowing he's strong enough to pick dean up and hold him up when dean throws his legs around his waist etc)

hunting probably gave them some kinks as well, so the occasional hand cuffs, bondage, blind folds, choking, bit of impact play etc will be part of their routine. which i love to think and read about, but realistically speaking, won't happen too often. it's something that only works when they're both in the mood for it, and even when they are, it's nothing too extreme. sam doesnt like to seriously hurt dean or cause him pain.

where i think the interesting kinks come in is that so much of sam’s love and desire for dean has been wrapped around dean and dean’s sex life since sam was a kid. in my mind sam and dean slept in the same bed as kids/teenagers (c’mon, it’s just practical on the road) and dean was sexually active from a young age (regardless of whether you think he was sexually abused, did sex work, had random hookups, or, as i think, all three). and i think sam has unknowingly been giving dean aftercare long before sam even fully had an understanding of what it was exactly that dean did. sam would be sleeping and dean would climb into his bed late at night, smelling like sex and booze and other people, and sometimes he was happy and content, and sometimes he was a bit out of it or shaken up, and sam, recently trained in what Monsters and Horrors are out there, did the sensible thing he could do: check if dean was okay or injured. dean was always a bit softer those times at night, would allow and even welcome sam’s caressing touches, coming down after an intense fuck and longing for comfort, and sam would notice and trace the bruises and bite marks and hickeys, and if they woke up limbs entangled, shut up, they didn’t cuddle, and while nothing about this started as sexual, it did fill sam with worry and protectiveness and confusion and anger at whoever did this to him, over time turning into jealousy and desire when he had his own sexual awakening.

what i’m trying to say: sam LOVES to mark dean up. in general but SPECIFICALLY after dean had sex with someone else. sam doesn’t mind if dean has sex with other people as long as there isnt any further emotional connection and dean comes home to him, and when he does, sam loves making sweet love to a sloppy already used blissed out dean, marking up the same spots the person before him did, pressing, kissing, nibbling, biting, sucking, ejaculating, licking, and rubbing his chin all over him like a cat, and pamper him until the traces and marks left by anyone else are all reclaimed and dean tastes and smells like dean again (or... like sam, but to them thats probably the same thing). therapeutic and fulfilling to all his teenage desires. bit weird and freaky? probably. kinky? idk

(adding to this: i’d say sam’s FREAKIEST kink is probably biting hard and lapping up the blood, he’d find tasting dean’s blood on his tongue extremely erotic, but.... there’s too much shame and guilt there to enjoy it bc of the whole ruby and demonblood fiasco, and he’s convinced this kink is a hard no for dean and dean would judge him for it, so he keeps that one locked away)

so. FREAKIEST kink (at least to sam) they WOULD do: in this whole scenario its also realistic to assume sam woke up to sounds of dean having sex in the other bed often as a kid, and i think that made him feel helpless and scared, bc he had NO idea what was really going on there. and i think nothing gets sam harder now than sitting on top of a sleeping dean, in the dark, and explore dean’s body, hearing dean making those same noises for HIM, and knowing that they’re safe and okay bc sam has got him now, knowing he’s no longer the confused scared boy who woke up to these weird noises but the one in control now. as if he’s been competing with all those others before him (especially those who took advantage of dean) and sam won. and that makes him rock hard. which makes this an ugly and shameful thing for him, bc a secret part of him will always wonder if he’s any better than his father or any of those other men, especially if there was also incest between his father and dean, or if sam was present to any other abusive sexual situations. and that’s why he can’t have dean awake. it’s a private thing between sam and his demons, and he needs to be able to explore dean at his own pace, away from prying eyes or judgement, cause if anyone would see him he’d feel like a creep. which is unnecessary bc the sex itself wouldn’t be any freakier than any of my earlier bullet points (it’s all very loving, and he wouldn’t do anything dean wouldn’t want him to; if dean WAS awake he’d probably ask sam to stop boring him and get on with it), but the connotations are, and sam feels weird and guilty about it afterwards (also bc it’s so different to what usually gets him going), but not enough to stop bc this is an internal battle he has to make peace with and the only way to make peace with it is to enjoy it and work through that guilt, and for dean this kink would be a non-issue, if you’d ask him how he’d feel about waking up to an orgasm, he’d probably throw sam a party, so yes, they would do this.

one other addition: i think one of dean’s freakier kinks is the kink variant of munchausen by proxy, and i think sam LOVES to indulge dean in this, especially when sam’s down and depressed and he feels like he’s losing his mind, nothing is more comforting to him than to revert back to being a little brother sometimes and suck poison off dean’s fingers and let dean take care of him. kiss me dean before i’m sick and all that. so that one would rate pretty high on the freaky kink list for him as well, even though it’s a rare one and he’d never initiate it.

#i can answer this in a normal amount of words without fake psychosexual nonsense i swear #← me lying #they love and care about each other SO MUCH im ahgdhgrrrrskajs #wincest wednesday #alaynestone #whatever it is #i still need to answer your other one btw but none of the words i type there explain whats in my heart ksfjhdfksks

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matildareddx · 9 months

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cold truths ─── abby x reader

✧˖*°࿐ content warning ─ a little bit angsty toxic!abby toxic!reader ykwim! [sorry i did this in a train a little bit drunk so i hope it's not terrible enjoy !!]

the room felt heavy with tension, the air thick with unspoken words. although you were just rooms apart, the distance felt overwhelming. you were alone in the living room, sitting in the couch, reminiscing about the evening. a casual conversation started off innocently enough, but suddenly spiraled into a heated argument. and then you found yourselves locked in a battle of wills.

"you just don't get it, do you?" abby's voice was laced with frustation. her eyes flashing with anger. "you always have to make everything about you."

your jaw clenched, a surge of defensiveness rising within you. "i'm just trying to express how i feel, abby."

she scoffed, her tone dripping with sarcasm, "oh, of course. because you're the martyr that does no wrong."

you gritted your teeth, your patience wearing thin, "that's not what i'm saying."

"then what are you saying?" abby's voice rose, her anger escalating. "that i'm the one who's always at fault? mhm? that i'm the one who has to cater to your every fucking whim?"

"that's not fair," you shot back, your voice tinged with exasperation.

abby's gaze bore into yours, her expression a mix of frustration and hurt. "no, what's not fair is that i constantly have to tiptoe around your feelings. i can never do anything right in your eyes."

your chest tightened, a knot of guilt and hurt forming, "that's not true, abby. at all. i appreciate everything you do."

she rolled her eyes, her disbelief evident. "oh, i'm sure you do. just not enough to actually listen to me, right?"

"are you serious? you're just straight up lying!" you insisted, your voice strained.

"really?" abby's tone was biting. "because it seems to me like you only hear what you want to hear."

the room seemed to close in around you, the weight of the argument suffocating. your gaze hardened as you pushed back. "and what about you, abby? you're so fucking quick to point fingers, but you never take responsibility for your own actions."

her nostrils flared, her anger reaching its peak. "you're unbelievable. you always find a way to turn things around on me."

"maybe because you never take ownership of your mistakes," you shot back, your words laced with bitterness.

abby's face turned red, her voice seething with anger. "you know what? i'm done with this."

she stood up abruptly, storming out of the room, leaving you alone with your racing thoughts. the echoes of the argument hung in the air, a toxic mixture of hurtful words and unresolved emotions.

and that's leads to now. you're still sitting in the couch, the minutes ticking by, the silence becoming unbearable. you both knew the argument spiraled out of control, fueled by both of your insecurities and frustrations. it had pushed you to a breaking point, and the toxic dynamic you have didn't helped at all.

with a heavy sigh, you got up from the couch and headed towards the bedroom, finding abby sitting on the edge of the bed, her shoulders slumped and her face buried in her hands.

"i'm sorry," you said, your voice soft and sincere.

abby looked up, her eyes red from tears. "i'm sorry too."

you sat down next to her, your gaze filled with regret. "we can't keep doing this, abby."

her expression softened, her guard coming down. "i know. it's just..."

you sighed, the weight of the moment sinking in. "we need to figure out how to communicate better," i mutter. "how to support each other instead of, well, tearing us down, you know?"

abby took a shaky breath, her figure getting closer to yours, taking you in her arms. "i love you," she muttered, close to your ear.

tears welled up in your eyes, leaning in her warmth. "i love you too."

as the two of you sat there, holding onto each other, the toxic cycle of jealousy, insecurity, and blame began to unravel.

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mi-rae07 · 1 year

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Choi San : All yours, and all mine.

Pairing : Choi San (Ateez) and named character (Kim Sora)

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San : he was literally all over you, sora!

Sora : san, what the hell. He's my bestfriend!

San : it's always him, all the fucking time. You hug him, but you don't like hugging me. You go to his house every single time I try to talk with you and come back hours later.

Sora : because you turn everything into an argument! San I'm fucking tired of this.

San : then stop meeting him.

Sora : san. He's been my friend for the longest time, you don’t get to take that away from me.

San : it's either him, or me.

Sora : san, stop.

San : why, because you'll choose him?

Sora : because you're asking me to fucking choose between my childhood bestfriend and my boyfriend. How the fuck does that work?

San : god! Just go away.

Sora let out an annoyed breath and said

Sora : san, it was a party! A bachelorette party of my colleague, and you dragged me out of there, creating a scene in front of everyone just because you were jealous of my bestfriend and I?

It wasn't just jealousy for san, it was pure fucking rage. The way he held her waist and the way sora felt nothing about it, it angered san for the first time in their relationship, causing him to burst out and harshly drag sora away from keeho and their group of other friends.

San : you're saying you wouldn't have done the same if you were me?

Sora : yeah no, I would not have. I don't act like a fucking teenager.

San : what the hell, I'm the teenager now?

Sora : if you're so fucking insecure attend some therapy san, get some medical help.

San : the only help I need is getting out of this messed up relationship.

Sora paused, looking at san with hurt eyes. San scoffed and said, not thinking straight

San : don't look at me as if you're the perfect girlfriend to ever exist. You hide everything from me, sora. You hate being called mine but at the same time you wanna call me yours. You expect me to be fine when other men are clearly trying to get between us but at the same time, once again, you despise it when other women so much as talk to me. Even in bed you don't look me in the eye and seem to be some place else. Lord, I wish I could reverse time.

Sora felt her heart drop as pain filled her, making her scream her next words out

Sora : then fucking break up with me! Go ahead, abandon me like I expected you to, fucking run away from me.

San paused as he realized what he had said and what it had done to his girlfriend. He used her biggest fear against her.

Sora : If you hated me so much and if you hated this relationship so much you should never have loved me in the first place. Or did you ever even love me? It would've been hard, right?

San looked on the ground, feeling a tinge of guilt drowning his anger now.

Sora : I just…you know what? Never mind. If you wish to leave, leave tomorrow morning. Not now it's…cold outside you might catch a cold or something.

Sora mumbled that last part before turning and walking away, climbing up the stairs to go to a spare bedroom.

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San was now trying desperately to cut a watermelon open, wanting to drink some juice. He had these weird cravings. Usually he would just nag sora to go outside with him to the closest convenience store to buy some drink but today, he didn't have the courage to. He didn't know whether it was him who was at fault, or her. Or maybe both, but whatever it was, he wasn't going to try and talk to her.

San flinched and yelped as the knife cut through his palm, causing blood to trickle down the watermelon as the knife clattered to the floor with a loud sound. San moaned in pain, small tears filling his eyes as he noticed the cut on his palm.

He flinched once again as he heard footsteps rushing up to him, a panting sora coming into view. Her eyes widened as she saw san's condition. She rushed and took his palm, opening the tap and placing his palm under the cold water. San winced as sora let out a breath and asked

Sora : what the hell were you doing, san.

San : trying to cut a watermelon.

Sora : by placing your palm on top of the knife and pressing onto it?

San : I thought it would add pressure to the melon-

Sora : now you know it won't. what is wrong with you, you could have just called me.

San : I can do things on own.

Sora : totally.

San : stop treating me like a baby, sora.

Sora looked at san, hurt once again filling her eyes. She shook her head and closed the tap water before lightly tapping a cloth over san's palm in order to dry the wound slightly.

Sora : sorry. Wait here, I'll go grab the bandages.

Sora quickly rushed out of the kitchen as san looked at his palm, once again feeling guilty. He hated this feeling. Sora came back and asked san to sit on the chair before kneeling down and applying antiseptic on the wound lightly, making san hum in pain.

Sora : sorry, I'll try to be fast.

Sora soon finished wrapping the bandage around his palm and walked over to the kitchen counter. Picking up the knife and cutting the watermelon open with one quick slice. San's eyes widened, shocked at how she did it so easily. Sora scooped out the watermelon and put it into the grinder before quickly turning it into juice, adding sugar and pouring it into a glass. She placed it in front of san and wiped her hands before saying

Sora : here you go. Next time if you need anything that involves a knife or any such sharp objects, please just ask me. It does not make you a baby, san.

Sora left the kitchen, leaving san alone with the watermelon juice. He sighed and took a sip of the juice, sighing at it's taste. How was she so good at making watermelon juice.

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Sora groaned and turned to the other side of the bed, not being able to sleep properly. It's been 3 whole hours and san was sound asleep beside her, although she couldn't see his face since he was turned away from her. She had intended to sleep in another room tonight but suddenly remembered that san would sometimes have nightmares in his sleep. And she hated being away from him while he suffered so she had quietly snuck under the blankets after thinking that san would be asleep. And he was.

Sora let out a breath and sat up, feeling shitty as hell. She hated fighting with san, and she hated not being able to sleep in his arms. Not that she ever let him know, of course.

Sora looked at san and realized with a pang that this was probably the last time she would get to sleep next to him. Chances were that san would leave her the next morning, of course he would. Sora finally decided to wake him up, wanting to go for a drive. The both of them had always loved late-night drives, it was their thing. And if this was the last day of them being together, then this drive was necessary.

Sora scooted closer towards san and gently tapped his shoulder as she whispered

Sora : sannie?

San just groaned, turning around and going back to sleep. Sora let out a breath and tapped him a bit harder as she said more loudly

Sora : san-ah.

San's eyes fluttered open, his squinted eyes looking at sora as he whispered groggily

San : sora?

Sora : will you come with me for a drive, sannie?

San frowned at the absurd request and asked

San : to where?

Sora : just, anywhere.

San let out a sigh and said

San : I wanna sleep, I'm tired.

Sora : it's just this one last time, san. Please? Hmm?

San looked at sora, her desperate eyes staring back at him. San groaned and got up, wearing his slippers as he said

San : you're driving.

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Sora looked at san who now had his head rested against the window sill, the wind blowing back his hair strands as a small smile spread on his lips. He was so beautiful, had she ever told him that before?

Sora : you look really pretty.

San looked at sora as she pressed her lips together and looked back at the road before saying

Sora : sorry.

San sighed as he realized that sora wasn't holding his hand with one of hers as she usually always did when they went for drives. Now both her hands were just gripped tightly around the steering wheel, navigating the car through the half empty road.

Sora : san.

San : what is it?

Sora : I'm sorry. Sorry for…for not being there for you as you might have wished me to. Sorry for not saying that I loved you when I should have, sorry for not being enough for you and wasting your time. I'm sorry for not being a good partner, san, I really am.

San just stared at sora, not saying anything.

Sora : I know I should have said all this earlier but now that you're leaving, I don't want you to go with the thought that your love was one-sided in this relationship. San, I really do love you. I know it doesn't really seem like it but I love you with all my heart. You're the only one for me and it's only ever been you. The love I have for Keeho is nothing when compared to the one I have for you, I promise. But I didn't want to lose him either, that's why I…I'm just sorry. If you wish to leave, that-

San : hold my hand.

Sora paused, looking at san

Sora : what?

San : hold my hand, sora. You always hold my hand, why are you not doing it tonight?

Sora : I just…I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable with my touches, so.

San : stop the car and come to me.

Sora : san-

San : please, just do it.

Sora sighed and brought the car close to the sidewalk before stopping it, slowly slipping into san's lap as he instinctively held her hips. Sora laid both her hands on his shoulder as she looked into his eyes

Sora : what is it?

San : I want you to give in.

Sora lowered her head, biting her lips. San placed his finger under her chin and lifted it in order to look into her eyes as he whispered

San : give in, sora. Don't hold your love back, don’t hold yourself back. I know what happened during your past relationship and I know it requires effort to move on from everything that bastard has told you but sora, I'm not him. I'm san, your san. I'm not going to say anything if you shower me with your love, openly. I will only love you more for it.

Tears filled sora's eyes as she clenched her fist on san's shoulder. San gave her a small smile and held her face in his large hands

San : don't cry, sweetheart.

Sora sniffled and hugged san, resting her head on his shoulder as she whispered

Sora : but you're going to leave.

San : do you want me to, love?

Sora : no, hell no I don't. I don't ever want you to leave.

San chuckled and wrapped his arms around her before saying

San : then I won't. I'll give us another chance, we'll start again, fresh and new. Hmm?

Sora pulled back and said

Sora : okay then. San, I love you.

San chuckled and kissed her lips before saying

San : you better say that to me every single hour of the day or I'm throwing you off the cliff.

Sora smiled and said

Sora : I'll drag you with me.

San giggled. Sora smiled and ran her hands through san's hair before saying

Sora : I love your name so much, it's my favourite sound in the world.

San chuckled as he said

San : it's all yours to call.

Sora : san, san, san. My sannie, all mine.

San smiled as sora kissed him, pouring all her love and longing into it. She pulled back slightly and whispered against san's lips

Sora : call me yours, san.

San let out a breath, the air hot against her lips as he whispered

San : my sora, all mine to love, all mine to ruin.

Sora smiled, the corner of her lips turning up as she whispered breathlessly before kissing him

Sora : always.

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Hey, Brother do you still believe in one another?

03. Of Jealousy and Blessings

Heiji Hattori x Male Reader | Plantonic! Shinichi Kudo x Brother Reader

Fandom -> Detective Conan/Case Closed

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My jealousy, jealousy started following me

I'm losing it, all I get's jealousy, jealousy

Jealousy is such an ugly and petty emotion. It can make humans do the most regrettable things and brings the worst out of them. Jealousy is a unpleasant feeling no one wants to feel, and yet it is almost one of the most humane, because it makes you self-reflect in a way—unknown for others, but for you to understand.

Sachiko had no clue how exactly you had found out, about Shinichis secret calling and she didn't want to know either—but maybe she should have told you right away, instead of promising Ran not to.

Seeing you walking back and forth in your room, boiling with minimal anger and ranting in jealousy was a sight Sachiko rarely liked to witness. After all you're a gentle person, but even you had limits and they were getting tested till they reached their point of bursting.

«Hey, [Name], maybe Shinichi has a explanatory reason for it, so how about you take some deep breaths and relax?» Sachiko hoped at least so, because if he don't......if he don't......Sachiko wasn't even so sure what then though.

You only heard half of what Sachiko has said to you. Too busy with thinking? Honestly you don't even know how thinking works at all, one of the many unsolved mysteries in the universe. How could someone tell that they are having thoughts? The same applies to emotions. How can you tell?

You stopped mid tracks, glancing at the photo of Shinichi, which stood on your nightstand, for mere seconds. How could he? How dare he? How dare he!

«HOW DARE HE?! WHO THE FUCK DOES SHINICHI THINK HE IS?!»

Sachiko flinched at your outburst, she never heard you raise your voice with such anger in it. Not expecting [Name] to take the photo and throw it, with such a force, onto the ground. The Glass shattering into pieces and scattering around the room. When you turned to Sachiko and pointing a finger at her, she knew what was about to come.

«And you! You knew and didn't told me? Why huh?»

Guilt crawled through Sachikos heart, bringing it to a painfully clench. You were right, Sachiko was your friend after all, she should've have told you, but she also was a friend of Ran—doesn't matter how she thought about it, someone would always be upset either way.

She saw your tear filled eyes and how you tried to hold them back as best as you could. Your knees had buckled, sinking onto the ground—you gripped the photo together with the shards, so tightly till you saw blood dripping down. Sachiko moved down from your bed, kneeling besides you and took you into her arms.

You couldn't hold tears back anymore, crying and sobbing in a ugly mess, which raked through your body. Leaning more into Sachikos hold, your grip on the photo tightens even more, crumbling it.

Why? Why was Shinichi doing this? Why does he ignore you but not Ran? Just because Ran was the girl he got a crush on, doesn't mean she was special enough and have the privileges of getting a call from Shinichi in the first place.

So Ran was important to him, but not you—his own brother? What kind of logic was that even?

There was a silence between you two, as Sachiko bandaged up your hand. None of the two had utter a word, after you had calmed down enough to be in a more rational headspace.

«You know what I will do Sachi? I will block his number. So that if he decides to call me at all, he can't. Because I'm gonna ignore him, just like he does with me.» You told her, having made a finally decision.

Not only would you block his number, but you would throw everything which reminded you of Shinichi—all the memories you two had gathered and had a place in your room, into the basement. Out of sight, out of mind.

It was for the best, you were sure. For your own well-being and mental health.

You knew that Ran wasn't at fault here, had no right to give her all the blame, but you couldn't help yourself with that jealousy towards her. There wasn't anger, just jealousy. And you didn't know how it would go from now on or how you could talk with Ran, without that lingering petty emotion inside of you.

Heiji leaned against a Bookshelf, hands buried deep into his pockets, glancing at his Rival. So Heiji had lost against Kudo, even when he was so sure, he was the far better Detective. But being a great Detective means also to admit defeat, something you had told him once.

«I was sure I would win, but I admit my defeat.» Heiji gave a nod towards Kudo, shrugging his shoulders. Perhaps indeed, Kudo was worthy of being called his rival of the East. And maybe Kudo was a Great Detective as well, but only maybe.

«Hattori, there's no win or lose, neither good or bad in what we do....because there's always only one truth.» Shinichis voice was hoarse as he spoke, he could feel the heat—which was burning his whole body, no boiling it, from the inside out. Shinichi knew he hadn't much time left, before he either shrunk back or die for real now.

A pained gaps escaped from his mouth. Gripping at his chest, where his heart was—beating way too fast. Shinichi ignored Heijis worries, shaking off the helping hand, who steady him, as he begun to stumble forward. Not enough time and Shinichi still had to tell Hattori something.

Shinichi coughed, steadying himself again and looking at Hattori. Taking a few breaths. God, he felt as he couldn't form any words nor speak anymore. He bite his tongue for a moment, the pain to distract his fuzzy like mind to fall into a state of unconscious.

«You know Hattori, I was skeptical at first, when my brother told me about you. But now I think you're more than enough for [Name], so, be his Knight in shininess amour and protect him at all costs. I'll give you my blessing,»

Shinichi was wrong about his judgmental view about Hattori (and you). Hattori was the right person for you, even though he still believes that there could be someone better out there. Shinichi just didn't wanted to admit it to himself; how you had grown and could choose the love of your life on your own.

Hattori was enough, more than enough, for you and Shinichi had to accept that one way or another.

Heiji was confused. Didn't understand what Kudo had told him and what [Name] had to do with it. He was confused but before he could ask for any elaboration, Shinichi had bolted out of the room—looking as he was about to vomit.

Heiji rushed after him, seconds later. Too late, stopping at the staircase and Shinichi was just kind of gone?

Than it dawned on Heiji what Shinichi just had told him.

It was around 8PM when you had open the door for Heiji, who looked a bit soaked from the starting rain. You had offered him a towel, after he slipped off his shoes and into the slippers.

While Heiji dried himself off, you gave him a sideways hug. Taking his hand and pulling him towards the kitchen, where the smell of Curry was floating around the air. While Heiji took a seat at the table, you walked to the stove and stirred the curry one more time, before filling two plates with it and adding some rice. Setting the plates down on the table, you took a seat yourself.

During the meal you both had conversed about various topics. When you had asked Heiji if he had solved a case today, he told you with delight about it.

«Huh, so Shin-chan was there too?» you asked him at one point. So the fucker couldn't give you a call or anything like that of a sign but showing up at a crime scene and solving the case—that could he do? Asshole.

Heiji snapped his fingers at you, getting your attention and focus, that damned questions he has, burned on his tongue.

«Oi, why didn't you told me sooner that your Kudos brother?»

«Eh? Didn't I told you at the beginning of our relationship? No?, oh, now you know»

«Damn it [Nickname], that's a bit embarrassing for me, ya know? Now Kudo thinks I'm sort of a fool,» Heiji sighed, finding it unbelievable sometimes how you could be so forgetful about such trivial and mundane information.

The only response he got, was a heartily chuckle of yours, which makes him grin in return.

I get the feeling that I'm giving up,

on something I love

We shouldn't have to try so hard

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14. kissing each other breathless with Leddie??? Love this 💗

Eddie Munson x OC, Eddie Munson x Henderson!Reader, Jealousy, Make Out Sessions, Insecurity, Fluff

Lucy Henderson Masterlist

A/N: This was supposed to be a blurb, but it turned into a thing, because I have (say it with me now) NO SELF CONTROL! Anyway, please remember to reblog and comment. I'm frankly impressed I wrote this much so quickly. This is set well after season 4 in a future where everyone is safe and happy.

Summary: Lucy gets her own taste of the green eyed monster when a new fan gets a little too close to Eddie at the bar.

Word Count: 1.6K

Lucy didn’t like this feeling.

It was like something had crawled up inside her belly and was now desperately trying to tear its way out. It clenched at her throat and boiled inside her veins. It made her want to scream and throw things; preferably something heavy right at the girl Eddie was currently smiling at.

She was smart enough to recognize the emotion pulsing under her skin. Jealousy was an ugly thing and guilt weighed her down, acting as a sinking center to the vortex of anger and insecurity spinning inside her mind.

How many times had she assured Eddie over and over again that he was the only guy for her? They’d talked extensively on how to manage those unwanted feelings, slowly building a real trust and understanding between them. Shouldn’t that trust go both ways?

Eddie had just wrapped up a set. He was the lead guitar of a great band that was finally getting some notoriety. She was proud of him. Of course girls at the bar were going to approach him. Of course Eddie was going to enjoy the attention of fans. He’d earned it. But why did he have to keep smiling like that?

She took a sip of her water, as if somehow that would cool the growing fire in her blood.

The girl wasn’t going away. In fact, she seemed to have only gotten closer.

Lucy had to admit, the girl looked like she fit in, more than she did anyway.

Eddie was sweet enough to let her borrow his band shirts until she could get some of her own. He insisted she looked good in them, but she knew it wasn’t really the case. His lanky frame meant his shirts didn’t translate well onto her more filled out one. The fabric stretched and hit her awkwardly. She wore jeans, but the light color might as well have been neon compared to everyone else’s. She didn’t have any leather to speak of. Her make up was minimal. It was good enough for a small town girl form Indiana, but not a rock club in Chicago. She elicited strange looks and questions like, “you come with your boyfriend?”. Which was true, but she didn’t like the subtext of that question. The big flaring accusation of, “you don’t belong here”.

The girl talking to Eddie belonged. She had a jacket covered with countless patches undoubtedly sewn on herself. Her hair was dark with dyed tips. Her make up was exaggerated. Her stance was confident. Everything about her screamed rock star. She looked exactly like the type of girl Lucy always pictured Eddie being into before they got together.

She shook the thought away. She and Eddie were together. They had been for a while now. They had fought demobats and monsters and nearly died for each other more times then either of them cared to count. If that didn’t make them practically soul mates, she didn’t know what did.

Eddie was laughing.

Shit, he was laughing.

The girl was touching him now, her hand brushing over the black scrunchie around his wrist.

She was up before she even realized it.

Someway, somehow, she pushed through the crowd of people, not even stopping to apologize until she was finally at the bar.

Eddie’s eyes caught her, all warm chocolate despite the dim lighting.

“Hey pretty girl, what’s–”

He didn’t get to finish as Lucy wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down into a desperate kiss.

His response was immediate, his hands finding her waist, acting as a kind of anchor as he half sat, half leaned on the bolted down bar stool behind him.

She pressed deeper into him, earning her a smile and the taste of his mouth. He moaned against her. It was the only thing to sooth the clawing creature under her skin. Screw everyone else here, only she was able to touch him like this. He wouldn’t let anybody else, slip between his legs and kiss him until he couldn’t breath.

A jostle from one of the other patrons trying to get to the bar forced them apart. They each gasped for air and with every breath, Lucy realized exactly what she had done.

“I just came here to watch the bands, not a peep show,” the guy grumbled.

She blushed, but Eddie only beamed, his mouth still wet and swollen from this kiss.

“What can I say man? Good music makes her horny.”

Lucy groaned, smacking his shoulder as she buried her head in his chest. If there was a trap door beneath her, now would be a great time for the bartender to use it. This all seemed like a good idea a second ago.

The guy walked away, leaving her and Eddie as alone as anyone could be in a bar on Saturday night.

He didn’t let her go, wrapping his arms more securely around her as he rubbed his hands up and down her back.

“Hi, by the way,” he said, kissing her temple.

“Hi,” she repeated.

He laughed, before gently nudging her head up so she was finally looking at him.

“Not that I’m complaining,” he said, “but what brought that on? Maybe I could do it on purpose next time.”

That sickening guilt came back to her. She looked away, occupying herself with the details of his shirt as her fingers traced absentmindedly up and down his arms.

“You played a really good set,” she said, hoping the half truth would be enough. “You’ve got a couple new fans at least.”

Her fingers lingered on his wrist, and the black scrunchie around it.

It was a little thing that started back at The Hideout. She had heard how, at big venues, girls would throw bras up on stage to performers. In an attempt to make Eddie smile after rocking out a great set to a lackluster crowd, she cheered and sling-shotted her scrunchie right into his face. After a while it just became a thing, something to indicate that she was in the room and rooting for him.

Of course, once the band got more fans, others started doing the scrunchie thing too. Not a lot, but enough for her own to get lost in the shuffle. At first she’d tie a string or maybe a note around hers, but it wasn’t the same. Nowadays, he just grabbed the one out of her hair, and slipped it on his wrist before going on stage as a kind of good luck charm.

He followed her gaze, his brows furrowed for a moment as if putting together an elaborate puzzle in his head.

To her dismay, a wide smile spread across his face.

“Luce, were you jealous?”

“No.” It was an automatic response, and it rang false the second it passed her lips. “Maybe,” she admitted. “A little.”

“A little?”

She sighed. There was no point. She had already made an ass of herself.

“A lot,” she said. “I just…didn’t like her touching you, like that.” God where was a black hole when you needed one?

“I’m sorry."

“For what?”

That surprised her. Looking up, she caught the genuine confusion on his face.

“For making a spectacle of it. I was basically dry humping you into the bar stool.”

“I said I wasn’t complaining,” Eddie countered.

“But that…that’s not the point!” she stuttered. “I love you! And I trust you and I know you feel the same way, so I shouldn’t be marching over here trying to mark my territory like some horny cat or something.”

He laughed. “Okay, first of all, yes. You’re right. You shouldn’t be worried.” He cupped her face, his smile teasing but his eyes were all warmth. “Trust me, you should not be worried.”

She knew that, but hearing it from his own lips somehow made it more real. The grip the creature held slipped a little, allowing her to draw a free breath.

“Second,” he continued, “there are worse ways for you to be jealous. And if you are going to be, I’d much rather it end with you kissing me like it’s the end of the world.”

They each felt the weight of those words. Jealousy was what drove them apart the first time. Yes, technically speaking, Hawkins Lab and evil Russians pulled them apart, but it was that underlying jealousy, that basic insecurity and mistrust that made them unable to speak to each other for almost a full year. It had sucked and neither of them wanted to go through it again.

“And third,” he said, brushing his nose against hers. “It’s kind of nice to know it’s not just me.”

He pressed a kiss to her lips, her nose, her cheek, her jaw and further down until he came to her neck.

Lucy gripped his arms. They were the only things keeping her upright as he hummed in pleasure, nipping at her skin.

Music swept through the bar once more as a new band took center stage to the cheer of the crowd.

Eddie pulled away, his brown eyes now almost black as he took her in.

“Do you want to get out of here?”

She didn’t need to be asked twice. Maybe a bit of jealousy now and then wasn’t such a bad thing.

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