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flwrkisses · 6 months

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tiktoks enhypen would make with you.

happy 3 years of enha!!! to celebrate here's my first ot7 enha headcannon !! i hope you guys enjoyyyy.

genre: fluff. established relationship.

warning: links to tiktok. i do not know anyone in the videos below. not proof read.

LEE HEESEUNG ‧₊˚❀༉‧

he's not one to outwardly ask to make tiktoks with you, or be really on top of current trends. however, you thought it would be funny to record his reaction to you playing the "water" song associated with the tiktok trend to see if he would look over. it was something most people were doing with their boyfriends and it looked funny. heeseung was well aware of the "water" trend and even did the dance for you one night to make you laugh. however, he did not know people were testing their boyfriends to see if they would look over in attempt to see a girl doing the sensual dance on the screen. so when you take the video you both can't help but laugh uncontrollably. watching him playfully sulk in the corner was also an added plus.

PARK JONGSEONG ‧₊˚❀༉‧

a lot like heeseung, jay is aware of tiktok and maybe some trends however he had never need the lipstick trend you had been dying to do with him. so when you show him the tiktok he can't help but smile a little at the fact that you wanted to do it with him. as you placed the kisses all over his face he giggled and looked in the mirror. it was safe to say that jay had never been covered in lipstick like this before so it made him extremely giggly. even made him want to snap a selfie once you had planted each kiss and made sure the lipstick stain was visible on his tanned skin. you'd have to film the video multiple times because he'd get a little too distracted while looking at you. theres no hiding the love in his eyes for you... fr.

SIM JAEYUN ‧₊˚❀༉‧

he was the one who saw this trend on his fyp and showed you the videos. he thought it was the cutest thing and literally begged you to film it with him. after a couple days on convincing you said yes. so on your way to your dinner date, jake props up his phone on a street lamp and with out rehearsing much filmed the interaction with you. what you didn't expect was for him to lean in and kiss you so passionately and aggressively as he did. in between kisses all you can hear were his happy giggles because he knew he took you off guard in the best way possible. so that one and only take was the one he used to upload, and man he was reaaaaaal proud about it.

PARK SUNGHOON ‧₊˚❀༉‧

you've been dying to post something cute with your boyfriend on social media, however sunghoon is so anti pda and couples content it took him a little bit on convincing. luckily, when you showed him this trend he realized he hardly had to be in the video and the focus was on you, which in his shy nature he really enjoyed. so when you guys went outside to film it, he didn't think about his speed or force. grabbing you to his chest a little too roughly made the both of you burst out into laughter uncontrollably. he obviously apologized for almost snapping you in half in between his sweet smile and chuckles. and when you both looked back at the video, sunghoon begged you to post it because he just thought the end result was way too funny not to put out there.

KIM SEONWOO ‧₊˚❀༉‧

sunoo loves scrolling through tiktok, he's on all the trends and knows all about the "sassy man apocalypse". and is very proud to say he is in fact part of it. he always talks about how you're so lucky to have such a soft, sensitive, and sassy boyfriend to keep it real with you all the time. however, he never thought you would make a tiktok like this and post it. he honestly had no idea why you were filming him while he played on his phone, and of course gave you the hardest side eye on earth. but, later you show hin the video you made and it made him laugh. he knew he had to watch his facial expressions moving forward because his face said it all in that video. yes you have a sassy man but you wouldn't have it any other way!

YANG JUNGWON ‧₊˚❀༉‧

being honest, jungwon has always let you know how much he hates cringy couple tiktok trends and tends to make fun of them. so one day when you're out in the park he sees another couple doing a rather sweet looking trend and it makes him want to immediately make fun of it. so when he gives you the idea of spinning and then running at you at full speed you laugh and agree. while filming you couldn't help but notice his bright dimpled smile coming at you at as he ran towards you. you fought the urge of stopping him in his tracks and kissing his excessively cute face and ran away as instructed. watching the video back, the both of you couldn't help but laugh. it ended up being much cuter than intended but, you guys were always an unintentionally cute couple.

NISHIMURA RIKI ‧₊˚❀༉‧

riki is the definition of your hype man. if you do something he stands and watches happily all the time and usually hypes you up while doing it. so when you pull out your phone and prop it up while on a walk home after dinner, he couldn't help but watch you dance to your little tiktok song. if he's being honest, he's not a tiktok type guy and a little like jungwon finds couple tiktok trends kinda cringy and honestly most tiktok trends cringe in general. he's always in his head about looking cool... but, when you encorage him to dance a little he gets kinda into it making it fun for both of you. looking back at the video he thinks it's funny and actually kinda cute. but he never expected you to post it. it was just a video of the two of you messing around like young people do, deep down however he's actually kinda happy you're showing him off... even if it is on tiktok.

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bruisedboys · 2 years

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ok but like rockstar!eddie with shy reader 🤭

I lovveee this concept tysm soph!! best ask ever fr <3 also I only proofread this once oops

summary: rockstar!eddie is totally soft with shy!you. fluff, established relationship, rockstar au

fem!reader 800 words

Watching Eddie perform was one of your favourite things in the world. However, it came with the unfortunate addition of braving crowds of loud and usually intoxicated people. However fond you were of your boyfriend, you were equally un-fond of the audience at most of his shows.

Tonight, you’d met your fear head-on, and made it through Eddie’s show with minimal damage to your emotions. It was with a big grin, though a tired one, that you navigated your way through the backstage area. Luckily, Eddie had bought you here earlier, when it was completely empty. He thought it’d help if you already knew the way to his band’s room. He was right.

When you finally made it to said room, you instantly heard voices behind the door, the loudest being that of your boyfriend. His boyish laughter at a bandmates joke made you feel giddy. You were just lifting your fist to knock when the door flew open.

“Sweetheart!” It was Eddie, sweaty and disheveled, his eyeliner smudged something awful, but Eddie all the same. “You made it!”

You smiled shyly. “Hi, Eds. You were awesome.”

His grin was blinding. “Thanks, sweet thing,” he doted, tone smooth with fondness. He leaned down to press a chaste kiss to your lips, his own lips sticky with gloss. Your mouth buzzed with electricity as he pulled away. “I saw you in the crowd, you know.”

You were still half-dazed from his kiss, so it took you a little while to answer. “You did?”

Eddie nodded, graciously ignoring your flushed cheeks. “Sure did,” he said jovially. “Couldn’t keep my eyes off you, babe. You look stunning tonight.”

You rolled your eyes at his familiar flirting, though your face was hot as an oven. There was a shout behind Eddie, one of his bandmates calling his name.

Eddie gave a wave to them without looking, and then bent his head so his mouth was next to your ear, his long hair tickling your jaw. “You okay to meet everyone?”

You felt your heart twang, totally softened that he’d thought to ask. You nodded, “Yeah.”

Eddie grinned proudly, tossed an arm over your shoulder and pulled you in through the doorway. He smelled like sweat. You probably should’ve found it gross.

“Everyone! This is my girl, Y/N,” he announced.

The room was full of his bandmates, drinking and laughing and all looking just as stunning as your boyfriend. Well, almost as stunning. Everyone smiled as you entered, offered friendly waves, raising their drinks with a chorus of ‘hi’s and ‘we’ve heard so much about you’s. A girl with choppy pink hair, the band’s bassist, was closest. Eddie addressed her.

“She’s pretty, isn’t she?” He said proudly, giving you a shake. “Prettier than you, Beth.”

Your jaw dropped as Eddie burst into laughter. “Eddie!” You hissed, cheeks burning.

You turned to Beth, ready to apologise profusely but she was just grinning, shaking her head like she was used to it. You supposed she was.

“You’re very pretty,” you told her shyly, a bit breathless. You elbowed a chortling Eddie in the ribs. “Sorry about him.”

Beth shrugged good-naturedly. “Don’t worry about it, dove.” She turned to Eddie and gave him a look. “She’s sweet, Eds. Try not to corrupt her.”

With that she walked off. Eddie tightened his arm around your shoulders, chuckling lowly.

“You hungry, angel?” He asked, apparently unfazed from the conversation with Beth. You, on the other hand, were still hot in the face. Eddie must’ve noticed, because he led you over to a table laden with junk food and soda cans, in the corner of the room where it was quieter.

Once out of earshot he slid his arm from around you and slotted his hand into yours. He turned on his heel to face you, lifting his free hand to brush a strand of hair from your face.

“You doing okay?” He asked quietly, dark eyes boring into yours. “‘Cos we can leave, if you’re not. I don’t mind.”

You shook your head as Eddie cupped your cheek with his jewellery-heavy hand. The metal of his many rings was warm against your face and his skin warmer.

“I’m okay,” you told him honestly. Sure, you were shy and dead tired, but Eddie treating you like this was making you feel the opposite. “We can hang around for a bit longer.”

“Cool,” he beamed, eyes bright. His voice got soft as he added, “Just let me know when you want to go, okay?”

You nodded, feeling like you’d melt any second now. Eddie bought his other hand up to cup your face and held you there, leaning in to kiss you sweetly.

You felt his adoration like wildfire in your chest.

#★ mal writes!#✿ 300 celebration!#ღ eds #eddie munson #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson x shy!reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x shy!reader fluff #rockstar!eddie #rockstar!eddie munson #rockstar!eddie munson x reader #✉️

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kairiscorner · 10 months

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prompt #4

teen!gojo x oblivious!reader, cause i love me some flirty x oblivious trope cause they're so silly 😭

don't forget to take care of yourself btw!!!

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HI 🐨 ANON !! :D omg FR, I LOVE THAT????? HUHU I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS 🫶🫶🫶

what kinds of feelings? — teen!satoru gojo x reader

summary: you finally admit to gojo the weird sensations you've been feeling around him. you can't understand why you've been feeling this way, but gojo's glad one thing's clear: you feel the same way he does for you. word count: 888

"my heart beats all the time, shouldn't be a big deal, but i can't help but notice how loud the beating is when you're around..." you muttered as you looked up at gojo, feeling a warmth in your cheeks as you sat down next to him under the shade of a tree by an empty street you two were stationed to monitor (though you were sure geto and shoko gave you guys the wrong location on purpose). gojo looked down at you when he heard those words escape your mouth and soon, a smile appeared on his lips, which opened and laughter came tumbling out of his mouth as he thought on what you just told him.

what was funnier to him was that not even you realized what you just said even meant, and that was, to gojo, the cutest thing ever. he leaned closer towards you, his cyan blue eyes bearing holes into your own as he smirked at you. "really now...?" he began as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders, which made you whimper a little at the closeness between you two and the feeling of his hand on your shoulder. oh, there it was again, that beating... it was so obvious now, you felt like at any moment, your heart would burst out of your chest and land on gojo's lap. you didn't hate the feeling, though, you were just so confused as to why it beat that loudly, that rapidly.

"yes..." you murmured as gojo brushed his cheek against yours and stuck his tongue out at you playfully. "mmm, okay, okay, what else do you feel around me?" he asked you in a lower voice as he soon pressed his thigh against yours, which sent warm shivers down your spine. "i... um..." you stammered as gojo grabbed your cheeks gently and turned your head to look at him as he gave your cheeks a light squeeze. "c'mon now, no need to be shy... you were so bold in what you said earlier, care to indulge me in any more trivia about yourself when i'm near?" he teased you without you even realizing it as he slid his hand underneath your thigh and held you by your shoulders and the backs of your thighs.

you yelped at him suddenly carrying you like you were an infant and called out his name out of embarrassment. "satoru...!" you exclaimed with a flustered face and widened eyes as gojo laughed again at your sweet little reactions. he brought his face even closer to yours and nuzzled his nose against yours as he chuckled. "what's wroooooong? i'm not hurting you, am i?" he asked you as he got up and began to walk away with you like you were his spouse to be. you clung on to his uniform top, which made him whistle low at your nervousness. "how cute..." he cooed as he brushed his nose against your cheek.

"y'know... i get the same feeling, too, when you're around. it's not like anything i've ever experienced before, it's an even more fun kind of adrenaline, and best of all..." he trailed off as he brought you up closer to his face, his lips hovering over yours as you quivered and got even more flustered in the face, your eyelashes tickling his cheek a little as he smirked and began to speak again. "...only you can make me feel this way... i really, really love it..." he whispered as he leaned down even more to almost connect your lips together, that was, until shoko and geto saw you two after they were going to tell you two the mission was on the opposite side of town.

gojo chuckled as he let go of you, with you falling down to the pavement as he dropped you. "asshole!" you exclaimed as he walked around your figure as you got up on your feet, with shoko and geto aiding you up. shoko made sure you didn't have any lasting injuries as geto looked over at gojo and chuckled. "now, satoru, is that really how you'd treat the only person you love who genuinely loves you back?" geto asked him, which made gojo stop in his tracks for once.

he turned around and his neutral expression curved into a slight smile. he looked at you from underneath his dark blue tinted sunglasses and walked over to you with a smirk. "fine... i suppose i got a little too cocky and kinda threw you around, but c'mon, you still love me just like i love you, right?" he asked you as shoko and geto backed away from you two, giggling and murmuring to each other as your eyes widened yet again and your mind blanked as a heat caressed your face as gojo placed his hand on your jawline.

"such a goody two shoes cutie like you with a menace like me... oh, you are going to regret being mine, i'll show you all the right ways to be living, sweetheart." he said with a slight blush enveloping his cheeks as his grin widened and his touch became much more gentle, as if his apology was wrapped in that gentle touch of his. oh boy, to love an arrogant asshole like him is both a joy and a curse.

#satoru gojo #satoru gojo x reader #satoru gojo x you #satoru gojo x y/n #teen satoru gojo x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #jjk imagines #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen x y/n #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk season 2

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cur-sedd · 5 months

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𝘊𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘹?! ₊˚⊹

RAHH okay currently thinking of some concepts for vampire!TXT BUT BUT BUT !! i thought of the most delicious soobie boobie car smut while i was on a late night drive SO please take this silly fic i wrote at like 1 in the morning (also ty for the love on my hyuka fic, yall ate fr)

MDNI!! NSFW CONTENT BELOW !!

╰┈➤ dom!soobin x sub!fem reader, unprotected sex (wrap b4 you tap!) slight size kink, petnames (baby, bunny, sweetheart, soobs), one mention of hair tugging, car sex, and making out! lmk if i missed anything 💕

In the two years you and Soobin have dated, you both had NEVER touched each other sexually . Despite you both being the horniest people you both know, it was just a matter of who was going to make the first move. Sure, a few hugs and kisses here and there. And of course, cuddling. But you both had never even gotten to the makeout stage. Until tonight. You and Soobin had been giving small hits to each other the last few days. Soobin’s hands always dangerously near your boobs when he would be the big spoon, or how everytime you both would kiss each other goodbye to leave with friends, your lips would linger in certain places you KNEW he was sensitive in just to get a reaction. One that same day, Soobin texted you, asking if you wanted to “move forward”. Knowing exactly what he wanted, you agreed in less than a second. You both were so childish around each other, giggling whenever Soobin would put his hand on your thigh. You both would just burst out into laughter. It was silly and you both couldn't take each other seriously. So, setting the giggles aside you made up a little plan. You guys would clear your schedules for the next day and try your best to makeout

Except, of course it didn't go to plan. Soobin being forgetful of this whole plan had you confused on why his friends were now sitting in your shared living room. Soobin had invited his friends over, thinking nothing of it. So when you walk into your house, you can imagine the face Soobin had made as soon as he saw you, all dolled up for him. Closing the passenger seat of the car, you turned your head to glare at Soobin, whose face had guilt spread all over it. Soobin had told his friends he was out to get some dinner, to which they all happily agreed, given they were hungry. But you and Soobin both knew it was gonna take a bit longer.

Soobin had put the car into reverse and slowly backed out of the driveway before shifting the gear to drive. His car was fairly big so it was great for transportation-.. Among other things. “Bunny, I’m sorry, I really am. I completely forgot. I must've mixed up the day or something.” “Soobs, we made the plan together! You could've at least texted me that we would’ve had people over.” “I know, I know. I really am sorry baby.” Soobin mumbled, a hand reaching out to caress your thigh with his thumb You gave Soobin a small glance, just to see if he was laughing or anything but surprisingly he was serious. In a few minutes, Soobin parked his car in a secluded area. If he drove a little further, you could've sworn you could see the whole city. You both quickly made your way to the back seat and wasted no time. Soobin crashed his lips into yours, to which you reacted quickly, wrapping your arms around his neck. He wanted to make up for that little mistake. That and because he was tired of hiding the fact he had jerked off to you so many times + he was horny. Soobin pulled you into his lap as you two kissed, large hands squeezing the plush flesh of your ass. You jumped slightly, causing Soobin to break off the hungry kiss, leaving you both breathless. “Are you okay?” Soobin asked, tilting his head to the side. You nodded with a slight giggle. “Your hands are cold.” “Get used to it quickly..please.” He quickly responded, to which you nodded, leaning in to kiss Soobin once more.

Feeling you slightly grind on Soobin’s thigh, Soobin let out a small chuckle. “You want it that bad sweetheart?” He teased, lips slowly trailing down to kiss at your breasts. “It's not my fault you make me feel this way.” You breathed out, feeling Soobin’s cold fingers pull your low cut shirt down, only for his heart shape lips to latch onto your nipples

You feel your breath hitch as Soobin’s tongue licks and sucks your mound of flesh with such hunger, giving each one the same treatment. You felt his boner come up through his jeans to hit your right where your soaking core was, under your skirt. Your hands tucked softly on Soobin’s hair, causing him to look up at you with his big eyes, faking innocence. Your eyes said it all, and Soobin was more than happy to serve. The car shook slightly as Soobin’s hard thrusts gave out. Your hands held onto Soobin’s broad shoulders as mascara filled tears trickled down your cheeks. Soobin’s hand gently was placed over the small bump in your stomach, watching as it disappeared and reappeared with each thrust. Your moans were like music to Soobin’s ears. He waited, he was patient for two whole years just to hear you cry out his name, saying it was “too much”

You hiccuped and sobbed, removing all of your pretty makeup. Hours of getting ready, doing your hair, doing your makeup gone in a mere 20 minutes :( You watched Soobin pound the living daylights out of you as your grip on his shoulders tightened. Soobin lowered his face to kiss at your lips, to which you gladly kissed back in between soft sobs

“Baby gonna cum- gonna- oh fuck! ‘M gonna cum-” “Its okay- just.. God you’re so fucking tight- gonna cum too.”

Soobin’s thrusts were sloppier than ever as you both nearly reached your high. You guy’s moans became much whinier until you had came, to which Soobin had pulled out and came onto your stomach right after. Soobin let out a tired sigh, placing small kisses all over your face. “You felt so good, my love.”

“Why did we wait 2 years for this?” You asked, letting out a breathy laugh. Soobin shrugged slightly, chuckling a bit as his kisses trailed to kiss at your boobs. It was only until a text from one of Soobin’s friends had brought him out of his lustful trance.

“Hyungggg!! When will you and y/n be back? We’re starving and i swear i will actually burn your house down if you dont hurry” ✧˖°

(a/n: bonus points if yk who texted soobin LMAO)

#txt #kpop #tomorrow x together #txt x reader #choi soobin #txt hard hours #txt smut #kpop smut #soobin #curse writes #soobin hard thoughts #soobie boobie #so obsessed #soobin hard hours #soobin x reader #soobin scenarios

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glorified-red · 2 years

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Petnames (Damian Wayne x Reader)

summary: Damian calls you by your name while grocery shopping instead of the usual petnames, you're not a fan.

word count: 1,330

warnings: a vaguely suggestive sentence This is entirely based off of a TikTok I saw, I wish I could link it but I lost it. I really wanted to go more into Damian's Arab culture so this is the start :)

You rolled the cart forward, leaning your body weight onto the handle bar. Shelves stacked on top of shelves obscured your vision, aisles filled to the brim with expensive foods you didn’t even know existed.

Who cooks with saffron? Like seriously.

Damian insisted on going grocery shopping today and you didn’t hesitate to tag along, enjoying the peaceful company that his presence always brought. He was currently sifting through the tiny bottles of herbs in front of him.

Sesame seeds were gently placed in the cart alongside the lemons he picked out earlier, taking his time finding the perfect one for later tonight. Cumin found its way in the cart as well, set down right next to the yeast.

Damian’s cooking was one you had come to adore. He spared no expense when it came to providing you with a proper meal. He was fueled by his desire to provide, the act of service lover in him thrived on the sensation. So as he began to explore his culture’s cuisine, you were a constant support for him.

His new favorite pastime was experimenting with different flavored spreads, trying to perfect his own recipe so he could write it down in the household recipe journal right next to Alfred’s iconic banana bread and Tim’s new tofu recipe (created the second he learned Damian steered clear of animal products as much as possible, a vegetarian leaning slightly vegan if he could).

Damian had spent hours trying to learn how to craft dough from scratch, the fragile pita was a task he was willing to overcome with patience. Each time his hands would be covered in flour, the kitchen turned into a warzone of attempts. One batch was cooking, one was cooling, one was in his hands, and one was set aside to rise. You’d join him every time, sitting pretty on the counter while he worked, listening to the soft hum he let out as he concentrated.

Damian would kiss you in between, his cheeks dusted with flour that he barely noticed.

“You’re gonna get flour all over my clothes,” you’d whine in the kiss, complaints falling onto deaf ears as he kissed you deeply. His hands would settle onto the counter on either side of you, caging you in with his body.

“I’m sure you’ll manage just fine,” he’d smirk.

His sleeves would be rolled up after you insisted he wore an apron, he refused until you put it on him yourself. You’d tie the apron around his waist, the second you finished he’d pull you into a kiss in thanks. You’d blink and his hands would be under your thighs, lifting you onto the counter with the soft words of “I’ll need a taste tester.”

He’d hand you a small spoon every so often, watching your reaction with so much intensity it almost made you laugh with how serious he was about this. His eyebrows would furrow into the scowl as he waited for your feedback while you tasted the creamy hummus.

“It tastes amazing,” you’d gush, the flavors bursting to life on your tongue with how all the spices meshed together.

The satisfaction on his face was always worth it. It was small, but the pride blossoming inside of him was always so endearing to you. Your word of praise sunk straight into him until his heart felt lighter.

You’d flick flour at him as the night trailed onwards, smearing wet dough right on the tip of his nose so you could see him go cross-eyed.

“Oh you are going to regret that.”

“Am I?” you’d feign, holding back your own laughter.

By the end of the night, you’d be out of breath with giggles, socked feet sliding across kitchen tiles as he chased you. He’d always nab you, wrapping you so tightly against his body with no hope for escape. You’d fight until your clothes were covered in just as much flour as he was.

He’d smell of freshly cut herbs and the feeling of home. His tongue would taste of his marvelous cooking, an addicting essence you’d chase after well into the night while your dirty clothes lay discarded as an afterthought.

The clink of glass against the metal cart brought you straight back to the grocery store. You could feel the tingle on your lips from the memory. You coughed, looking up to find Damian deciding between two types of chickpeas. They slowly became a staple of the household, an easy protein substitute for Damian alongside tofu.

“Y/n, did you end up liking this one?” He turned to you, holding up the lightly colored kabuli package. The peas rattled against each other as the bag shifted.

You went to respond but your brain stuttered to a stop.

“What?”

Damian quirked up an eyebrow before repeating himself: “Did you enjoy the last hummus I made with these or did you prefer the other kind?”

“No, before that.”

Now Damian was really lost. “I said nothing before that, we haven’t spoken since I last asked you about the oils.”

You remembered, debating between the traditional olive oil or the more expensive avocado oil.

“You said my name.”

Damian nodded slowly, looking at you with a bewildered expression, one he used when he was trying not to call you a fucking twat.

“I did, yes.”

“Why did you call me that,” you almost pouted. “Are you mad at me?”

He scoffed, taken aback completely. “No,” the syllable raised with his surprise but he held it firm, reassuring you solidly. “It’s just your name.”

The chickpeas were long since forgotten, his hands falling beside his thighs as he leaned against the cart.

“What did I do?” you asked, your heart sinking.

Damian couldn’t tell if you were being serious or messing around with him. He spoke slowly, “Am I not allowed to say your name?”

You fully pouted, your words feeling embarrassing the more the conversation continued. “You just always use a nickname like beloved or love, you only ever call me by my name when you’re mad at me.”

The corner of his mouth twitched upwards, a playful feeling settling behind his eyes. He didn’t realize how much those names meant to you, he’d remember that next time.

“No I don’t,” he remarked, the playful retort falling from his lips easily.

“Yes you do!” you laughed, if you were closer you would’ve punched him in the shoulder (not like he would’ve moved or anything, but it got the message across all the same). “Cmon, Dames, what did I do?”

“You didn’t do anything,” Damian said. “I merely wanted to grab your attention so I could know which flavor to buy.”

“Then take it back,” you huffed, crossing your arms over your chest.

Damian looked at you with a bored expression. “Excuse me?”

“Take it back,” you demanded, standing firm in your words. “Call me something else.”

“Is that really necessary?”

You pleaded with your eyes, willing every ounce of puppy dog sadness into your gaze. Damian narrowed his eyes in return. You were playing a dirty trick, knowing his weakness and exploiting it. He stood unwavering for a single moment, staring straight into your eyes with his own.

But in the end, those eyes would always make him cave.

“Fine,” he sighed, rolling his eyes in feigned annoyance. “Beloved, darling, love of my life, habibti,” the arabic term of endearment rolled off his tongue with ease, it always made your chest flutter, “What flavor would you prefer?”

You smiled wide, a big toothy grin that made your eyes sparkle.

Damian tsked, “Are you satisfied now?”

“Yes,” you beamed, your hands falling from your chest and back onto the cart handle. “And the desi one, it’s creamier.”

Damian plopped the bag into the cart. “You are such a dork.”

You hummed, “You love me, don’t lie.”

“Do I, Y/n?” Damian smiled, turning away to exit the aisle.

“Aye!” You followed after him, hearing the soft chuckle from afar.

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cherrimilk · 1 year

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✧ cruel summer s.p smau | chapter one

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⤷ notes | this is more of an introduction than an actual proper proper chapter. also you can tell i have a bias for kenny pookie, but dw i’ll give kyle more love next chap fr

you took one last look at the messages between you and your brother, before sighing and switching it off.

you stared out the car window of your parents truck, watching the blur of the world around you pass by as your mind raced with thoughts.

you were excited to be back, you missed the small town far more than you’d ever admit. but you were also worried. terribly worried. you hadn’t spoken to anyone else other than your brother and family since you left five years ago.

your friends, the friend group you and stan had been in since birth basically, hadn’t heard nor seen you in five whole years.

what if you didn’t fit in with the group anymore? or the guys secretly don’t give a shit about you anymore and are just lying to stan about missing you because he’s their best friend? what if they-

“and we’re here! welcome to the farm!” your mom’s voice from besides you pulled you from the whirlwind of thoughts in your head. you were so deep in your spiralling thoughts that you didn’t notice your mom pulling up to the farm and parking the car.

you got up out of the car, shutting the door behind you. “dad’s… somewhere. you know how he is. but he’ll be home soon don’t worry.” your mom explained, and you just hummed in response.

you stood, admiring what would be your home for the summer. you wished you could’ve seen your old house, but the farm actually looked pretty nice. it was oddly relaxing on the farm, quite different from the town-

“boo!”

“AHH FUCK OFF FUCKYOU-oh my god stan!”

after recovering from the initial shock of your brother coming up behind you and scaring you, you threw your arms around him, nearly knocking the wind out of him from how quickly you did so. you were half expecting him to push you off and call you a dumbass, but instead he actually wrapped his arms around you.

he did push you off three seconds later though, he said ‘no hug should last longer than three seconds’.

you stared at your brother, you honestly felt a little emotional seeing him again. the last time you saw each other was two years ago when him, shelly and your parents visited you in new york. he looked so much older than the last time, and being back home and back with your family was making you want to cry. you were happy to be back. you wanted to tell stan your thoughts, but you were far too shy to.

so you opted for just saying ‘i missed you stan.’

you didn’t expect him to respond, you knew how stan was. but he did, a quick little ‘missed you too’ that made your eyes widen.

“first you hug me and then you tell me you missed me? who are you bro? oh my god, oh my god did you like. puke too hard? did you puke too hard and then like uhm. like your brain got all scrambled and reprogrammed from how hard you puked and now you’re like-“ “y/n i swear to god if you don’t shut up i’ll kick your ass back on that fucking plane.” stan deadpanned, and you snorted, trying hard not to burst into laughter.

“stan help y/n with her bags, maybe you can ask the boys too. i’m gonna go get started on y/n’s special coming back dinner! i missed you so much sweetie.” your mom exclaimed, coming over to you to kiss your cheek and making her way inside the house.

you furrowed your eyebrows.

“the boys?”

“hey y/n!”

you turned your head to the direction of whoever just called your name - which came from the front door of your house. your eyes widening as soon as you saw them.

you hadn’t seen them in five years, but you immediately knew who they were.

kenny, kyle and eric.

“you said we would see them tomorrow!”

“yeah and i lied. don’t puke.”

normally you would’ve been mad at stan for lying like that, but you appreciated it greatly this time. because the minute you saw the boys, every last drop of anxiety left your body.

you were so fucking happy to see them.

you ran towards them without a second thought, basically jumping on kyle - who was right in front of the other two, wrapping your arms around him tightly. your head was in his chest, so you failed to notice how his cheeks had turned the slightest shade of red. nor the glare that kenny sent him for a split second when he noticed kyle’s reaction to your hug.

you separated from the ginger, admiring the boy in front of you properly for the first time. he definitely matured in the last five years, but he still had quite the baby face in your opinion. he was really, really cute. and he was still wearing that green ushanka, the colour now a faded dull green. tendrils of curly red hair sticking out from underneath the hat.

“oh my god. you look- you look the same. but so different. oh my god. still wearing that hat too, i’m getting you a new one tomorrow,” kyle chuckled at your words, looking down at you and smiling softly. his lips parted as if he were going to say something, but stopped abruptly as kenny stepped between you two with his arms outstretched.

“my turn!” the male exclaimed. “kenny!” you giggled, stepping forward and wrapping your arms around his torso. kenny squeezed you tightly, lifting you up off the floor slightly.

and this time, you didn’t see the way kyle’s jaw clenched for just a second.

you unwrapped your arms from kenny, who was staring at you with a smirk that made your cheeks heat up. you felt a bit shy under his gaze. you always used to though, you vaguely remember being ten and having a crush on him (and most of the girls your age in town did too). you never told him or stan though - obviously. and now that here he was staring at you, blonde hair in a messy wolfcut that you could 100% tell him or one of the boys cut, with that pretty smirk that was making your stomach swirl.

you could already feel that crush coming back.

“you’re staring pretty,” kenny said it loud enough for only you to hear, he didn’t want your brother kicking his ass. you shook your head, pretty damn flustered. but still trying to hold down the smile that was creeping onto your face by rolling your eyes.

“fuck you kenny.”

“anytime.” he again said it loud enough for only you to hear, and this time you couldn’t control the way your eyes widened and cheeks flared red. quickly turning your face away from him and directing it towards cartman, who was behind kenny and kyle, looking uninterested.

“hey cartman.”

“sup y/n.”

you two awkwardly stood in silence for a second, you never really liked eric. but then again none of your friends did all that much either anyways when you were younger.

but you knew alot could have changed in five years, and you also knew that if stan, kenny and kyle were still friends with him he just had to have gotten somewhat likeable.

and you missed him a little too.

“you get one too eric. come on.” eric pretended to look uninterested, faux gagging. but he hugged you back - albeit awkwardly, when you went in to hug the male.

you stepped back, staring at the group of boys surrounding you with probably the biggest smile you’ve had in five years.

you were happy to be back.

cherry’s facts | the reason y/n left south park was because she got the chance to attend an arts and culture focused school in new york. there she lived with her aunt for the past five years, and she hasn’t been home until now! her family did visit her in new york though.

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yandere--stuck · 10 months

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As much as I love D'arce and want only the best for her, seeing her struggle with her love for her Obsession and her "love" for Le'garde would be so fucking funny fr

(Tbh I don't think she actually LOVES Le'garde(or maybe I just really hate him), it's more of a situation where she forces herself to have feelings for him. Anyways, D'arce is a girl boss and I love her)

No dw I agree Le'garde is so sucks </3 I think she probably likes the idea of the guy or the image of him she built up in her head but it turns out he's super shitty 😔

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It would be difficult for D'arce, realizing that the further down she descends into darkness of the dungeons, so too does she delve deeper into her growing affection for you. Upon your first meeting, even, it was like sliding your hand into a specially made gauntlet. The perfect fit. The perfect pair.

Though she held the soul of domination and the rest of your allies saw her as team captain, D'arce found herself deferring to you. It was just so easy. As easy as breathing, even. Acting out your orders, shadowing your movements, heading your every word. Almost like how she felt with…

Le'garde. He was alive. Alive, but tortured and beaten and bloody, and with very little memory of himself and the life he lived. D'arce should be happy. Overjoyed. Falling to her knees and crying as she embraced her captain.

But, there was barely anything. As if whatever emotions she should have felt only barely sparked within her and fizzled out before they could burst.

She met her captain's eyes, and there was recognition. And there it was - a small bit of warmth inside her. A smile made its way to her face. Maybe… Maybe she was overthrowing this. Or just in shock. And, well, the fact that in the time you spent down in the dungeons, D'arce had spoken with you much more than she ever had with Le'garde, at least in terms of personal matters. You spent downtime and guard shifts for your sleeping allies whispering anecdotes of times long passed, swapping rations over stories of your home and childhood and how you came to this place, holding back laughter as you shared some ale.

It felt like she had known you for lifetimes. And now, it was as if it'd been lifetimes since she last saw Le'garde. And what shone blindingly in the sun now seemed a bit dim and dull in the dark.

"I… Th- there's something down there," Le'garde insisted, pointing to a door that was just visible behind a veil of shadow. "I must get it. Then, then we can leave."

"Le'garde, we must leave," she implored.

"Please," Le'garde grasped her hands in his own. "I need this."

D'arce couldn't look him in the eyes. Instead, she turned to you and the others. Cahara and the girl were clearly anxious to leave while Ragnvaldr and Enki showed clear signs of irritation. But, you…

Despite your fear and exhaustion, you told her, "Wherever you go, D'arce, I'll follow."

She felt as if she should be the one saying that to you. A smile lit up her face and it takes her a moment to realize she needed to make the choice.

"Real quick, right?" She hesitated before nodding to Le'garde. "And then we can go?"

"I… Believe so. I don't remember."

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She fell back into her role as Le'garde's right hand - but now, it felt wrong. Suffocating. Unnatural. She let him lead her down further, she followed him through the ancient, impossible city underneath everything. Because of her, you found yourselves within a Grand Temple. And that's when Le'garde let his facade drop.

She had let Le'garde trick her.

You were all wounded, some starving, some missing limbs. D'arce had led you further and further into this hellhole. This was all his fault.

"You don't understand. You couldn't understand, this is so much bigger than you," Le'garde approached the Throne of Ascension. "I must do this."

"You said you couldn't remember…" The Knight mumbled.

"You fucking liar!" Ragnvaldr roared like an animal, both Cahara and Enki barely able to hold the Outlander back.

D'arce's gaze flitted to you, only to look away when your eyes met. Instead, she looked to the girl, who peeked out from behind you, clutching at the fabric of your shirt. She looked upon Le'garde with an unreadable expression.

"D'arce, I'm sorry." The man said.

"You lied to me."

"I don't expect you to understand," he sighed, then made his way for the throne.

D'arce couldn't move. The world felt as if it was breaking apart around her. Everything she knew to be truth was all lies. Le'garde, captain of The Knights of The Midnight Sun, noble and fair and strong and true. Like a god in man's skin.

The false prophet. The false god.

D'arce gritted her teeth, shaking with rage. She white-knuckled the sword in her grip. She-

"No!" Your voice cried and D'arce gasped as she watched you fly across her vision. She whipped her head to follow, body as tense as wound-spring as you made a mad grap for Le'garde. Scrambling for a hold, you tugged the man away.

Le'garde nearly fell, before righting himself as he swiveled around to sneer at you, lips pulled back to bear his teeth. His hands fumbled for his sword.

"I won't let you take this from me!" He screamed, raising his sword with a flourish. D'arce watched, eyes wide and unblinking as you panicked and went still in shock.

She didn't even realize what had happened. It was instantaneous. Instinctual. One second she was watching you, and in the next, her sword was sticking through her former captain's neck. Droplets of blood began to coat and run down the metal of her sword. The man's eyes were wide and scared, sparkling with betrayal. Gurgle escaped his throat, either attempting to speak or already beginning to slowly drown in his own blood.

And she felt nothing. Just another casualty in this place. In the name of her leader. Her savior. Her living god. You.

In a flash, she swiftly pulled the sword from Le'garde, letting him fall to the ground as blood shot from neck. D'arce simply stepped away as blood began to pool at her feet. She turned to your group.

Meeting Ragnvaldr's eyes, she crossed one arm across her chest and gestured to the man on the floor. "You can take care of the rest, if you desire."

The Outlander was still for a moment, before shaking himself out of his shock, approaching the man as he shook with barely restrained rage, moving to straddle him and making Le'garde wheeze and bubble with pain and pressure.

D'arce turned away. Sounds of pain and fist meeting flesh echoed in the temple. But she didn't look away because the idea pained her, no. Le'garde simply was nothing to her now. She'd get nothing, not even pleasure, out of his painful death.

The others… Enki seemed slightly amused, a smirk on his lips as he ogled the beating. Cahara was across the room, shielding the girl's eyes and ears as best he could as he waited to depart. Apparently, the money wasn't worth it anymore. And you…

"D'arce!" You surged forward to embrace her.

You embraced her. Your arms around her, face pressing against her chest plate. If not for her armor, you could hear her heartbeat. She was euphoric. Filled with light. If this wasn't proof of your holiness, what could be?

"You saved me. You saved my life."

Of course. Of course she did. She is your knight, after all. Your knight. Your right hand. Your most devoted soldier. She loved you. She'd do anything, everything for you.

"I want to go home," you admitted. Tears collected within your eyes, stinging your cheeks.

D'arce nodded. She parted from you, only to slowly, with shaky hands, raise up to cup your face. She held you gently, like you were the precious, most fragile treasure in the world.

"Wherever you go, I'll follow." She promised.

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sweethartlullaby · 8 months

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the coffee shop where she worked

word count: 2767 genre/theme: angst, accidents, stupid situations that could have been avoided (fr) as always, imagine who you would like... sweethartlullaby ꕤ masterlist

The first time I met her is one I like to call a core memory.

He hadn’t taken his eyes off of her since he walked in. The way her hair fell across the span of her shoulders mesmerized him and her voice as she took his order was a little too enchanting for him to forget.

His banana bread and cup of coffee were all finished but he didn’t want to leave. He had been caught staring twice in the last half an hour. He was the first to look away both times. His phone buzzed, forcing him to tear his eyes away from her and he looked at the notification.

Are you still coming over?

He looked at the time and cursed to himself as he left the plate and cup at the counter. He was about to leave when she asked him, “Did you like it?”

He stood still for a moment, his mind blank.

“U-Uh, yes I did…very much…it was…the best coffee I’ve ever had!” He stuttered, the words tumbling out of his mouth uncontrollably. She looked at him strangely, a smile hinted on her lips. He could feel his cheeks warm and as soon as he saw her open her mouth to say something, he immediately thanked her again and left quickly.

How can I face her again after that?

And when I saw my chance, I took it. She said it was a good thing I did.

“...to apply?”

“Sorry?” He hadn’t been paying attention to the older woman speaking for God knows how long now. She sighed and shook her head before she handed a form over to him.

“You’re here all the time. I figured you were looking for work.” He stared at the piece of paper for a long time while he debated it. He had loads of free time and this would definitely be better than sitting in front of his television for hours.

But the possibility of having shifts with her made him hesitate to write his name down. What if she told everyone else about him? He looked towards their kitchen. What if they were all laughing at him in there?

He took a deep breath. No, that was just his head. No one was laughing at him. She was nice to him. There was no reason for him to panic over anything at all!

“Are you applying?” A soft voice, too familiar to not send his hair standing, made him look up. She was looking at him curiously and he found his heart beating a little too quickly for comfort. He could smell her from how close she was.

“Well,” She rested her elbows on the counter and then smiled at him.

“The hours are really flexible if that is what you’re worried about.” Her apron was on. He hadn’t noticed her come in for her shift. He must have been staring at the paper for too long.

“Besides,” She nudges over to the older lady from before. “She’s really nice.”

He looked back down at the paper but only because he couldn’t take looking into her eyes for too long. His fingers fidgeted with the pen for a moment before he looked back up at her and smiled nervously.

“You promise she’s really nice?” He swore he saw her eyes light up before she burst into laughter. It was one of the most refreshing things he had ever heard in a while. Watching her made his own lips turn into a grin. She looked even better with a smile on her face.

He started working there the next Monday.

I know how to make a tiramisu cake because of her.

“Hey, I didn’t know you were here already.”

He was reading through the recipe when she walked in. She placed her bags on the counter and put her head through her apron before approaching him.

“Yeah, I just didn’t want to be late.” He murmured to himself before he looked up at her. And she was in front of him, back faced towards his body with the two loose strands of her apron hanging below his waist.

“Can you tie me up?” She asked and he took the strings before tying them into a ribbon with shaky hands. He tied it loose enough so she would be able to breathe. Once she had made sure that it was a good fit, she turned to the kitchen counter and looked at the recipe.

“Looks like we have tiramisu and strawberry cheesecake for today.” She read out as she nodded to herself.

“It’s your first time baking, right?” She asked him, to which he nodded with a tinge of shame.

“Well, it’s pretty simple! And tiramisu doesn’t require any actual baking so don’t worry!” She chirped and he found himself smiling along with her.

He watched carefully as she whipped the cream and he helped in mixing and stacking the layers of shortbread and cream on top of each other. She was patient and she was gentle when she told him about the mistakes he made. She was a great teacher and he realized he was nervous for nothing. At the end of their two hours, she went to open the shop as he placed their pieces up for display.

This was their routine for months. They opened the shop together every two days. He got to know more about her, such as how she always kept a clean workstation as they baked, and how she liked to measure everything to perfection except for the vanilla extract. He noticed that on her bad days, she would keep to herself, not humming a single song or murmuring the recipe to herself. And on the good days, she wouldn’t mind holding his hands to teach him how to knead bread or being ever so close to him so she could show the exact consistency the recipe worked best with.

She started to look different to him too. She started to always look…perfect. He didn’t mean to exaggerate at all. He had just caught himself staring for too long too many times. She was always friendly with customers and with those that were rude or too flirty, she always knew how to deal with them too.

“So, that’s two iced coffees with-”

“Yeah, who’s she?” He looked up from the screen and traced his customer’s eyes to her, who had just disappeared into the kitchen.

“She’s just one of my colleagues.” He said, feeling a shade of jealousy color him. “Anyways, that was two iced coffees and a slice of cheesecake, is that correct?”

“Can I get her number?” He gripped the corner of the screen before he breathed out a chuckle.

“We can’t just give out employee numbers. Now, how would you like to pay?”

“Oh come on, don’t be such a wuss. Give it to me.” The man turned to him for the first time in their whole conversation and he was hoping his face didn’t give him away.

“I can’t do that sir. Please pay, people are waiting for you.”

“Whatever, I’ll ask her myself later.” He scoffed before he tossed some cash onto the counter and moved away. While he sorted out the slips of money, he held back the urge to mutter insults and pushed himself to smile for the next customer.

Moments later, he heard her call out an order.

As if instinctively, he tore his eyes away from the customer and looked to see the man leaning over the counter to speak to her.

“...matcha latte.”

“Sorry?” Focus, if she wants to date him, that’s her choice! You can’t tell her no!

The customer repeated their order and he took it down hurriedly, so he could look at them again. But before the customer finished paying, he heard a giggle from beside him.

That was all he could think about for the rest of his shift.

“What’s up with you today?” She asked as the both of them packed their bags. It was lunch, which meant a change of shifts.

“Hm?” He turned to her.

“You seem so tense.”

“Oh, no it’s nothing. Are you heading home?”

“That depends…” She stepped out while he held the door for her.

“On what?” It was a Friday. He would usually find a new restaurant to try today but something in him told him to just go home and binge his comfort show.

“On what you’re doing.” He would have missed it if he hadn’t been captivated by everything she did. The slight twinkle in her eye as she expectantly looked at him and…was that a smile she was trying to hide?

“Uh-” He dragged it out for too long because she started to shake her head and wave the air around her as if to erase what she had said.

“Never mind, I am-”

“I go look for new restaurants to try.” He blurted out and everything seemed to pause for a moment before she burst into laughter.

“Do you want to go try a restaurant with me?” He asked slowly and she nodded. His heart did a thing. He wasn’t sure if it was a flip, or if it was his stomach, or the butterflies coming back alive. But was suddenly conscious of every single thing about him, now that she was looking at him. And not just with her eyes but the same way he had been looking at her for months now.

“What was on the menu today?” She asked as they began walking.

“I usually…wait, weren’t you talking to that customer today?” He asked. As much as he wanted it to be true, he needed to be sure.

“Oh, him? Nothing happened. He asked for my number and I said I was interested in someone already.”

“Oh,” It was almost comical, how fast his moods switched. But then she laughed again and he stopped in his tracks.

“What?”

“It’s you dumbass.” She faced him, cheeks flushed and the widest smile he had ever seen on her.

“I’m interested in you.”

We never wanted to rule the world. We were happy in our circle, with the cafe and our daily lives. I wouldn’t have wanted anything to change.

She suddenly sat up from the bed, face flushed from worry.

“What is it?”

“They’re closing down the cafe.”

“What?” He was beside her now, looking at the same tiny screen she was. Apparently, the owner had sold it to a huge company hoping to build their office in that neighborhood.

“No, this can’t be real.” She got up from their bed and threw on her jacket before running out of his house. He was still hopping on one foot, trying to push his foot into his other shoe as he chased her outside of his home.

“Wait!” He called as he jogged up to her. When he held her by the shoulders, he realized how heavily she was breathing.

“Baby,” He said softly.

“They can’t just destroy it. It makes no sense. She loves that cafe, she would never give it up like that.” He couldn’t blame her. Yet even though he could feel his own sadness creeping onto him, he knew he had to be there for her.

“I know, but let’s not storm out there right now okay? I’m sure she has her reasons and I don’t think we can understand her right now. So why don’t we just-”

“You don’t get it!” She shook off his grip, breaths escaping her heavily.

“I’ve been there longer. I know what it means to her, what it means to all of us! I can’t just stand by and watch it all collapse!”

“I do get it.”

“No, you don’t.” She shook her head before she began to march again but he immediately stopped her.

“What is it that I don’t get?” He asked with brows furrowed together. When she didn’t answer, he sighed.

“I get that I haven’t been working there as long as you have. But don’t you think it’s a bit harsh to tell me I don’t understand where you’re coming from?” In the most gentle way possible, he explained himself to her.

“Just let me go.”

“No, we are not doing this right now. You need to calm down and once we clearly know what we want to say, we can go.”

“You’re being such a boy!” He pulled himself back and his grip on her shoulder loosened.

“I have nothing else besides that job. She was the only one to take me in. How can you tell me to calm down?”

“I-”

“I’m not asking you to come with me.” She hissed. He felt as if he was talking to a stranger entirely. He could feel anger rising in him. How could she say that about him when he had only done what she asked? He never pushed, he never forced. He waited until it was right. He waited until she gave him the green light. To be reduced to the likes of a child was something he would expect from a parent, not from his girlfriend.

“Just leave me alone.” She stormed off and he was too stunned to follow her. He stood out there alone until his legs were able to move again. He didn’t want to chase after her. He wasn’t sure how to speak to her when she was like this. Everything he said could be wrong.

So he laid in bed for hours, waiting for her return.

Except she didn’t.

He waited for hours and she didn’t show up. Around ten, he called her. It was too late at night for her to still be ignoring him. But she still didn’t answer.

“Baby, please call me back. I’m sorry and worried. Please just answer the phone.”

“Hey, it’s me again. I get it if you’re still mad at me. But send me a text?”

“I’m getting really worried. Please call me back now.”

He didn’t count the amount of voice messages he sent. He only gave up on the phone calls when the voicemail was full. So he went over to the owner’s house and he only needed to knock on the door twice for her to answer.

“She stopped by earlier. She was really upset but I told her there was nothing I could do.” She explained.

“I offered to drop her off but she said she could find her way back.”

“She might’ve gone back to the cafe.” He thanked her before he ran towards the building. It wasn’t too far away but he hadn’t had to run in a while. Still, he pushed himself to keep going. He needed to find her and make sure she was okay.

Screw it if she pushes him away. He would drag her ass back home if he needed to.

As he approached the street, he noticed the flashing lights in front of him.

Blue.

Red.

Blue.

Red.

Breathless, he tried to snake his way around the crowd, trying his best to reach the other side. But then he sees it.

The unmoving figure that lay on the street. He began to hear whispers all around him but he wasn’t sure if they were real or not.

“Poor child, it was a hit and run.”

“What was she doing alone out here?”

The lights of the police cars and ambulance reflected against the pool of blood. He was frozen, unsure of what was happening; too afraid to know the truth. He watched as they placed a sheet over the body and just before they completely covered it, a familiar object caught his eye.

Almost as if it sparkled so he could see it.

It was hers.

“She loved. And she always said that life wouldn’t be what it is without it. She loved the cafe, her friends, and the family she had. She loved it when the clouds were dark but it wasn’t raining. She loved the idea of life in this small town forever. She never felt like it wasn’t enough for her. She loved donating the bakery’s leftovers to the shelter. She loved being the person she had always wanted to be. I hope she loved me. I hope she knows that even without the cafe, it wouldn’t have meant that everything was over. I hope she knows that we would have all been there for her, that I would have been there. I hope she knows I am not angry. I hope she is okay. I hope she knows that I will never forget her, that no one else will.”

a/n: wee-yoo! i haven't written something this long in a while. i hope you enjoyed it. i'm going to be posting this one on my ao3 too! i was thinking of making this a romcom thing but the angst just got to me :(. i hope everyone is well and i apologize for any mistakes! thank you for reading and i'll see you next time!

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lewisvinga · 2 years

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pouty lips | kim lip x fem! reader

requested; yes

request; Hello I’d love to request a scenario where reader is an idol and known for their cool looks and idols flirt with the reader. Loona from Kim lip is jealous that idols are flirting with her gf, so she ignores her but gives in when reader kisses her! Most likely fluff!

warnings; none

a/n; i need to get better at titles + endings fr

loona masterlist !

Jungeun watches with a pout as she sees Viviz’s Umji talking to you. She was clearly trying to flirt with you and Jungeun didn’t like that. She also saw Kep1er’s Xiaoting talking to you earlier which she didn’t like either.

She knew how cool and how well known you are. Ever since debut, you’ve gotten praises on your looks and your vibe. The further you went into your career, the more well known you became. Your persona on stage attracted many idols. You became used to all the flirting. You didn’t mind since you’ve been with Jungeun for a while. But she did mind. She was not used to other idols flirting with you at all.

The blonde wanted to be respectful when seeing Umji and Xiaoting trying to make a move with you. She filled with jealousy as she watches you still talking to them. She storms off to her waiting room without noticing that you were looking right at her.

“Hey, Jungie!” you exclaim as you follow behind her. She huffs in reply, not bothering to speak as she sits down on the couch in her waiting room. “Jungeun? Kim Lip? Hello!” you continue saying.

Jungeun simply stares at you with a pout adorning her lips. She crosses her arms, glaring over at you. You were confused to say the least. She was suddenly upset and you couldn’t figure out why.

“Will you talk to me?”

She shakes her head and turns away from you. You let out a sigh as you sit down next to her on the couch. You cup her face with your hands. You lean in close to softly kiss her.

When you pull away, Jungeun quickly turns away but you didn’t fail to notice the redness of her cheeks and the smile on her lips. The blonde huffs and looks back at you, “Fine. You win.”

She hides her face in your shoulder and angrily mumbles to herself as you burst into laughter. “Jungeun, why so upset?”

“I don’t like seeing people flirt with you.” Jungeun mumbles as she sits up. She still had a pout on her lips but at least she was talking to you. “And maybe I am jealous! I just don’t like it.”

“Jungie, I’m yours, remember that. And i’ll only be yours.” You whisper, leaning in close to her. Jungeun closes the gap between you two by kissing you rather passionately.

“Yeah, only mine!” she smiles, pulling away and looking up at you. You let out a chuckle, shaking your head at her words.

“Possessive much?”

“Maybe.” Jungeun smiles once again before leaning for another kiss. No matter how many people tried to make a move on you, she feels satisfied knowing she’s the one you love.

#loona scenarios #loona headcanons #loona reactions #loona imagines #kim lip x reader

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evil8keta · 2 years

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Just some silly chaotic energy: how about an s/o for the support class that... is stupid. Walks into walls, gets random scratches and they dunno wth they're from :,), just does whatever they want. Probably has rabies at this point.

Eh, idk, it's like 4 am here and I'm running on 1 singular brain cell. Self-projecting much.

this is so me fr. i love waking up everyday with 6 new bruises of unknown origin. also i loved this request so much that i decided to do it for ALL the classes, hope u don't mind! :D

mercs x reader who's a clumsy dumbass

SCOUT

- laughts at you. this bastard straight up bursts into laughter whenever you trip or bump your head into something. he DOES ask you if you're okay and helps you up, but not after laughing at your clumsiness first. he's actually pretty clumsy too, so i guess you two are a match made in heaven (/j) one time you two were walking somewhere and you tripped and fell, scout saw it and immediately started laughing.... but as he kept walking he didn't notice the lamp post right in front of him, so he face planted into it... serves him right

PYRO

- noooo s/o don't touch that thing you're gonna get electrocuted!!! pyro worries so much about you :(( they really care about you and your health, so they made it their personal goal to make sure you're safe as possible! which means you are not leaving their sight. EVER. prepare for them to cling onto you 24/7 to make sure you don't do something stupid.... however if you manage to get hurt EVEN despite pyro's observant gaze, they will totally patch you up!! boom, now you're covered from head to toe in cute and colorful bandaids

SOLDIER

- he has no sense of self preservation. soldier often does dumb shit that gets him injured and he doesn't even realize it, so chances are he doesn't notice whenever YOU are about to do dumb shit... you guys are a disaster (affectionate). you both get injured often, but soldier can be very dramatic when it comes to your injuries. it doesn't matter whether it's just a small scractch, he WILL carry you in his arms to the medbay while screaming stuff like "HANG IN THERE S/O, DON'T DIE ON ME!" needless to say, he takes your health very seriously

HEAVY

- oh my God you're gonna be the death of him!! he worries SO MUCH!! you can tell he's really worried of how often you injure yourself completely on accident! because of this heavy often gives you little warnings whenever you're about to do something clumsy, such as reminding you to not bump your head in the doorframe or telling you to tie your shoelaces.... he tries his best but you still get injured, so when that happens he holds your hand and brings you to medic. if it's a smaller injury he just sits you down and makes you a sandvich to cheer you up

DEMOMAN

- okay so this is interesting. at first demo laughed at your clumsiness. not really in a malicious way, he just thought you seem pretty silly tripping over nothing and bumping into glass. he always helped you up afterwards, and overall took your clumsiness lightheartedly... but after a while he was like HOLD UP you get injured WAY too often!!! he soon started worrying about you more and more to the point he just started fussing over you like he's your mom or something, scolding you for not being careful and shit. also, my man gets EMOTIONAL!! so you better learn how to be not-clumsy or else you will have to deal with a worried drunk demoman who bursts into tears whenever you get a tiny scratch for the rest of your life

ENGINEER

- he actually finds your clumsiness to be pretty endearing!! he's like "y'all look at my wonderful s/o aren't they lovely :)" and it's just you falling off of a chair. engie knows that it's not your fault and that he can't stop you from being a clumsy dumbass either so instead he embraces this part of you and finds it lowkey cute!! cause he finds EVERYTHING about you cute!! he always patches you up after you injure yourself and actually thinks it's a great bonding experience lol. also if you ever feel insecure about your clumsiness then engie will totally reassure you and remind you of how cool and awesome you are!!

MEDIC

- quite indifferent to it actually. he thinks your clumsiness is kinda cute and entertaining, and he doesn't mind patching you up! you just happen to be a regular guest on his operating table, which he doesn't mind! gives him quite the excuse to spend time with you :D also, medic kind of turns it into a game-- somehow it's fun to try to figure out HOW exactly you got all those random bruises and scratches. spoiler alert you guys never figure it out and the cause of your bruises will forever be a mystery

SPY

- seeing you get hurt over and over again because of the dumb shit you do makes him SO frustrated. believe me... this man tries his best to look after you and make sure you're okay but you still manage to get scratched and injured! ohh but don't worry, his anger is NEVER directed at you, but rather at everything else around you. he's the type of guy who sees you trip over nothing and he's like "haha love you're so clumsy! :)" but when you're not looking he will pull out his knife and try to stab the air

SNIPER

- oh he is TIRED. sniper also makes it his personal goal to keep you safe, so he often watches you and looks out for any potential threats. it doesn't work, you still get hurt. everytime he sees you trip and fall or bump into something (even if he warned you) he just lets out the loudest sigh ever, walks up to you and offers you a bandaid from the med kit he always carries with him (because of YOU). one time he was just done with your bullshit and threw you on his shoulder, he carried you like that for a WHOLE DAY but you STILL managed to get scratches and stuff. after this happened sniper really started to question what evil spirit of clumsiness possessed you for you to be like this

#team fortress 2 #tf2 x reader #headcanons #keta writes

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reizeken · 1 year

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Writing a slight crack-ish fic 'bout youtuber steph in 2007 (Don't question the logistics) and have this excerpt. I have no idea about the start or the end but atleast the middle is done yannow.

Never in my life did I have to remember this many 2007 cavs roster members fr

“Wait, no, stop-”

Lebron’s blood froze at the familiar voice coming from the locker room, so unfamiliar soft and fragile and out of breath that Lebron’s entire vision turned red with rage, the loud laughter of multiple men from the locker room adding to his rising blood pressure. He slammed the door open, trying desperately to calm his rising anger down and then he saw what he feared the most.

Steph was pressed down on a bench under Varejao, both of them looking towards the door at the sudden and loud intrusion, the rest of the team stuck in various stages of laughter, Steph’s hand slightly pulling away Varejao’s jersey in an act of resistance. Lebron’s breath hitched sharply at Steph’s red eyes, pink face and slightly dishevelled jersey (LeBron’s jersey which he lent no less) and moved quickly to grab Varejao off of Steph.

“Exactly what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” He asked, voice threateningly deep, grabbing Varejao’s collar with pure hostility in his heart. He felt irritation when Varejao’s facial expression hadn’t changed, a smug smile fixated on his face and tried his best to suppress the cold anger that was threatening to overtake him, annoyance only heightening when his teammates continued to laugh even in this situation.

Just as Lebron was about to punch the man smirking at him he felt a small, cold hand land on his bicep, shaking slightly. He felt panic rise in his throat thinking that Steph was scared until he looked at the younger’s expression and saw him trying to suppress his giggles.

“ Bron wait, Varejao was just tickling me-” Steph stopped, before being interrupted by his giggles, the sound light and airy in the locker room, which was soon accompanied by the rest of the locker room bursting into louder laughs than before.

“B-but I thought…” Lebron sputtered, struggling to speak due to embarrassment, the choking laughs of his teammates doing nothing to reduce the rising red colour on his face.

Varejao was also struggling to speak, but mostly cause he was choking from laughing way too much. He lifted one finger in between catching his breath and pointed directly at LeBron, tears in his eyes. “No fucking way you thought-”

“SHUT UP!”

“Nah I can’t believe that you actually-” Ben Wallace interrupted, clutching his chest from laughing too hard, enjoying the way the young king got his feathers ruffled.

“Aight that’s it I’m killing ya’ll motherfuckers!” Lebron lept up to chase the teasing party which just lead to more boisterous laughter. He felt his face heat up to ridiculous degrees, unable to explain and apologise to Steph, but embarrassment had rotten his brain cells.

“I wonder what you thought was happening though,” Steph sighed, sitting on a bench next to Delonte West, which unfortunately for LeBron exposed a bit more of his thigh which made his brain overheat even more. Lebron was sure that if you could see his thinking process you could see a bubbling, overflowing kettle. “Oh well you see-” Someone tried to explain before having a dirty towel being thrown at their face, which led to exclamations of “HEY!” echoing in the room.

“Ah don’t think too much about it Steph,” West explained, smiling ruefully at a struggling Lebron who was currently getting suplexed by Wallace. “He’s just embarrassed that he tried too hard to protect you and ended up looking like a goofy ass motherfucker.” He finished, grinning widely at a fuming Lebron.

“Ah is that so? I find it kinda cute though.” Steph stated smiling at Lebron, and Lebron felt like he had been hit by the force of a thousand suns. He immediately bent over, clutching his chest with a shell-shocked expression on his face, which made everyone burst into laughter again.

“Is he okay?” Steph asked, green eyes wide with concern at the young star who bent over as if he suffered from decades worth of heart problems. He really didn’t want to be responsible for giving the face of the league heart problems.

“Nah he's fine don’t worry,” Wally reassured, half dead from laughing too much himself. “You got his blood pressure down.”

“Yeah but something else got up instead…”

“One more word from you motherfuckers and everyone is getting traded.”

“Steph you should film this, and title it ‘abuse of power in the Cleveland Cavs’, you’d get so many views.”

“Don’t drag him into this mess. Also Steph I gotta buy you a stranger danger whistle.”

#pure stupidity from these idiots #steph gotta get a stranger danger whistle #I feel bad for bron #but it's so funny #steph #steph curry #stephen curry #lebron/steph #lebron x steph #lebron #lebron james

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seelestia · 2 years

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talent: impersonating my husband yes lia i am maDLY IN LOVE with this man ofc i would study everything about him and yes listening to his voicelines for at least twice a week is categorized as 'character study' ok- i am looking forward to the day where you start talking all noble-like and with hidden meanings /j

ofc i will love you either way sweetie *pat pat* your chaotic nature is what makes you lovable. zhongli might not share the same opinion but he gotta live with it i mean he married into the family so yknow he did it to himself lmao-

"i think your friends are six feet under tho" I'M CRYING OF LAUGHTER LSKJLFJDLKSFKDJLFJLDKSDKLJFS

odelia hu tau + venti kin confirmed? 🤔

that mini capitalism jab lmao- the potential of angst is big for that love triangle scenario jhsdhfjhsd

ex!fatui!ayato will be your nightmare. he'll haunt you as long as he still has yet to move on ;;;;

divide and conquer, truly a wise strategy. i haven't touched the side quests yet. one day. perhaps after my vacation lol oh yes i will probably be MIA till 4 oct so don't get worried if i don't reply till then!! :3

YES thank you!! i mean as long as i can survive solo-ing raiden with my shieldbot zhongli i am already content lol my brother loves building characters and he has the time to farm + optimize his builds so yeahhh (plus zhongli is one of his most favorites, so he put a lot of effort to build him lmao)

i have not caught up on enkanomiya lore ;w; but i saw lin's latest arts and lsdjflsjdfk HE IS ADORABLE PLS I AM ADOPTING HIM HE IS NOW MY CHILD /J

he is soooo good aaaa i should have joined a few months earlier so i could have pulled for him ;;; hyv pls we need a rerun pls pls pls pls-

if scara and al haitham are put in the same banner then perhaps i need to summon my elemental burst:

the sacred credit card

/hj

yeah, ngl childe is... i mean... he's cute. wouldn't mind having him in my team, yknow :D

i heard someone said before that they might give us a free dori so i'm crossing my fingers lol

also huggggsss

rin jie, there you are! your writing blog just got shadowbanned, didn't it?? no wonder i haven't seen you around in my notifs 😭 i was just about to drop by your inbox out of concern <//3

BUT most importantly, tumblr. what beef do you have with rin jie, huh??? 🤨🤺 at least, tell her a reason why 😭 i'm so sorry this is happening to you again, rin jie, especially for the third time... aaaa, you do not deserve this at all <3 are you gonna try emailing them again?? i sincerely hope there won't be too much traffic this time, i'm hoping for the best 😭

listening to characters' voicelines as a character study and a reason to simp is SOOO TRUE. i feel especially exposed after replaying the events just to play trial ayato and then opening youtube to hear his voicelines... and also how often he goes 'hehe' or chuckles in convos, uuuuu.

ayato wanters will be ayato havers! and it looks like you've got a lot on your list, good luck~ i pray you do not have to resort to your elemental burst because what if there's not enough money to put food in the fridge that month (/j) 👀 atp, for genshin players, the best thing someone can wish us is "i hope you win your 50/50" 🤝 also, ngl, i kinda agree with you on warming up to ajax because why is he kinda adorable in a way 😭

NO, FR. zhongli's shield is too good like i literally just fought azhdaha yesterday and my team came out unscathed and in full HP from that fight 😭 back when i didn't have grandpa, i had to tank with kokomi's heals to let my team survive <//3 i love kokomi tho, she's super pretty and her heals are a lifesaver!

hehe, well, i hope that i radiate venti and hu tao vibes??? 🤧 they have a connection with their light-heartedness and sense of humor, but they also have a serious/mature side to them when needed be — and i resonate with that! but wbu, rin jie?? do you have any characters that share your energy??? 👀

and i am giving you his adoption papers, this man is vv soft-shaped <3 AND OH, about enkanomiya's lore !! his profile is already finished and when i read back on it, i don't think it contains lore that spoils anything elaborate about enkanomiya itself — since lin's lore actually leans more towards the events of the cataclysm which i know you're familiar with, so i think you'll be safe reading his profile! >:)

#wishing you a good vacay! i'll definitely miss your asks aaaaa 🫂 but i shall be waiting here for you like always <3 #and i hope tumblr gets their stuff straight soon too because i don't want to see you stressed 😭#sending hugs to my beloved rin jie! with an extra affectionate puppy bark (/j)#ask box! 📬#visitor: dearest rin! 💠

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ballorawan740 · 3 years

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SCP Scenarios: SCP x Reader - McDonald's Sprite (REQUESTED)

Requested by: @katnotmore123

Bro y'all be simping for Sprite and I'm here simping for 7Up...

I mean I like them both but I just prefer 7up over Sprite... It's like comparing Pepsi and Coke ngl but with a more subtle difference

SCP 073 (Cain)

You came back to the foundation one day with a cup of iced drink and Cain had asked what you were drinking and you showed him

He was mildly confused but soon understood the beverage since he had seen them somewhere on the web (no, not the hub, an advert from McDonald's)

You asked if he wanted to try some and he did, so you gave him a sip

You were slightly annoyed and surprised since you drove over an hour and hadn't had anything to drink and the last thing you wanted was someone taking your drink

But since it was 073, you made it an exception since you hadn't expected him to have any food or beverages outside of site 17

You figured that he had enjoyed it as he reminisced his past about being able to eat plant-based food but no longer could

You felt bad and agreed to get more when you next go back

The researchers had wondered if the drink had ever rotted in his mouth but realise moments later that it's mainly made out of artificial ingredients aside from the natural flavourings

SCP 076-2 (Abel)

I have high doubts that you would be able to persuade Abel to drink such a plain beverage, so you had devised a plan to get him to try

You made a bet with Abel in which the loser has to finish off the drink, not that you'd complain (you unhealthy mf), but you really wanted him to give it a try

Abel accepted and had very much lost the bet

He had taken a sip and you noticed that he's enjoying the drink and teased him

He spat it out and flat out denied it (like the tsundere he is) but continued drinking it anyways

Some of the researchers monitoring Abel's cell found it rather amusing that he enjoyed such a "plain beverage" and did try to tease him about it

Let's just say it didn't end very well as it resulted in somebody's head being chopped off

You both had agreed that if Abel stops trying to breach his containment and be more cooperative, you or somebody else in your team would buy him more Sprite from McDonald's (and by 'buy', I mean kidnapping the whole chain's Sprite dispenser)

SCP 999 (Tickle Monster)

999 would most definitely take the drink out of your hand since his little tingles tell him that whatever you were drinking was sweet

And he was very much right

You were slightly shocked but wasn't surprised since he does have quite a sweet tooth

Every now and again, SCP 999 would ask if you had any more of those drinks and would even ask what they were

You had explained to him that it's a lemon and line flavoured soft drink created by the Coca-Cola company (the more you know right?)

He was intrigued and sweetly requested if you could buy him more and you obliged

You would use your time off to buy a dozen of Sprites from McDonald's and would sometimes buy other soft drinks like Coke and Fanta for 999

Needless to say, you had an orange blob as your personal pet who would give you unlimited hugs since you spoiled him with so many drinks

SCP 682 (Hard to Destroy Reptile)

This mf of a lizard right here is just as stubborn, if not even more than Abel, and would reject trying that beverage at all for the whole entire week

You had to bribe him and the researchers were laughing their socks off from this interaction you both got going

He did give in but was rather hesitant at first

Once you poured some into his mouth, he seemed slightly disgusted from the taste

He would just sit still for a moment as to contemplate then stuck his tongue out as a sign of disgust

But bring the cheeky person you were, you spilt more into his mouth which led to him farting for the next few hours to which everyone laughed

Dr Bright heard the commotion and came to see what was happening

Let's just say he encouraged you to carry on if you want your head cut off but found it amusing regardless

In short, don't ever give him Sprite unless you want to torture him

SCP 049 (Plague Doctor)

Does this bird doctor even drink?!

You mention multiple times about human food and how delicious they are

Mainly McDonald's Sprite and their food since its rather popular

ESPECIALLY THEIR CHEESE BITES/STICKS!!! HAVE YALL EVEN TRIED THEM!? THEY'RE DELICIOUS AF!!!

OMG they've released the garlic ones but I preferred the normal Mozzarella sticks and cheesy bites though

Anyways, back to Sprite, our side chick

049 would be intrigued about this 'Sprite' since you spoke so passionately about it like your life depended on it and requested you to get him one for a try and so you did

When he drank it he was surprised at the foreign taste

He asked if there were more beverages like it and you answered honestly, carrying on with your love for McDonald's and offered to buy him some for a try

Basically, 049 would give it a try since you spoke so passionately for them

He wouldn't necessarily hate it, but he wouldn't love the drink as much

I'd say he would be intrigued to try something new outside of his role in curing the pestilence

SCP 035 (Possessive Mask)

I am so sorry guys, I'll have to make 035 hella short since I can't think of anything interesting for him

DO YALL THINK THIS BOI CAN EVEN TRY?! JUST LOOK AT HIM!!! HE'S A BLOODY MASK!!!

The closest thing for him to try the drink is if you gave his now possessed body some beforehand so 035 could telepathically understand the taste

Like if you just straight up gave him the drink I don't think he would be able to drink it even if he wanted to

If the now dead body never had Sprite, then you ould just describe the tase to him in form of arts (I like to imagine 035 would be into arts, especially performing arts since he's basically a theatre mask)

SCP 105 (Iris)

Our girl here has a high chance that she might have tried McDonald's Sprite

But she just prefers healthier foods (this healthy mf knows that y'all can't keep healthy, that's why she's here to start your New Year's Resolution which is to stay healthy)

You both would recommend food which is healthy or unhealthy and would try them

Iris is more than capable of controlling her diet, but you, on the other hand, have a hard time doing so (don't lie, we all know y'all like junk food)

So, you both compromised in which you can have junk food as a reward, namely your favourite beverage, Sprite

You just love the citrus flavoured, colourless beverage so much that Iris would have to hide the drink from you (ah yes great promotion from me XD)

What would you do without our girl, Iris, eh? (Die from overeating unhealthy food which causes heart attacks and strokes, of course, fun!)

Anyways, sometimes when you're the one going out, you would be the one to buy a few dozen bottles of Sprite from McDonald's (bro do they even sell bottled drinks? Ik they do in KFC from where I live OwO)

Iris would drop dead from the sight of you bringing in so many Sprites into the foundation

She would most likely drink some with you, not because she likes them, god no

It's because there's no more room to store them and she's just a little bit thirsty

SCP 106 (Old Man)

This old man would be so confused by all this food and drinks from the outside world

His first impression of McDonald's was that of a circus since you've shown him the older advertisement for McDonald's since it fits his age (love you 106!!! Not)

And then you gave him a menu, and god did he not have any glasses (boi he do be needing to go to Specsavers fr)

He read Mozzarella Sticks as mosasaurs pricks, the Spicy Veggie One as spicy vag- and what's worse is that he read Double Quater Pounder as double quantum pounding (he even read Coke wrong!)

You and the foundation staff burst out of laughter at his 20/20 eyesight

So one day, you returned to the foundation with some Sprite in your hands in hopes that 106 would give it a go and so he did

He found the flavour somewhat new and strange but still enjoyed it nevertheless (this boi here do be a man of culture, am I right?)

Anyways, 106 loved it so much to the point that during one of the breaches, he disappeared from the foundation and reappeared with 10 boxes of Sprite

The researchers then realised afterwards that 106 had used his pocket dimension to teleport to the nearest McDonald's and stole the boxes of Sprite without even paying

They were even more surprised to find that the workers there were ordinary humans and weren't even fazed about 106 teleporting to their business (Sames here bro! If anyone stole my food/drinks I'd be pissed too regardless of who it is!!! Food is food!!!)

You basically made him addicted to Sprite

SCP 096 (Shy Guy)

(Imma be honest here, idk if this guy eats since he's facing the wall and covering his face like 99% of the time unless some guy saw his face)

You were sat in 096's cell and was debating on what food to get from McDonald's

096 was curious about what you're talking about since he heard you mumbling bout food from this so-called "McDonald's"

So you explained to him the concept of food and that generally speaking, unhealthy foods are tastier and typically served quicker in at places like McDonald's

Imma be real here, I like Burger King's chilli cheese bites a tiny bit more since the McDonald's at my place is stuck with garlic cheese bites atm

It's not like I hate them, but I just prefer the old ones, but it's nice that McDonald's changes up their food every now and then

Anyways, back onto our side chick

You bought your favourite Sprite along with the double quantum pou- quarter pounder

096 was upon curious and so you let him have a bite of your quarter pounder and your Sprite

Let's just say that 096 found it weird and didn't ask about human food again

Dr Jack bright

Jack Bright is very much aware of McDonald's and other fast-food chains since he does have a fair share of memories of eating them with his family and because the bodies he possesses do be unhealthy af (just like you)

You were talking about food with one of your co-workers and Bright just so happened to be nearby and butted his head into the conversation

Your co-worker also just happened to leave for a meeting so you're both stuck together talking about McDonald's

Sometime later, you bought to the foundation some food, including Jack's favourites as he had mentioned not long ago

You both tried each other's food and he was mesmerised by the Sprite since it's been a while since he had it

So whenever you went back, you would buy a larger bottle of Sprite for Jack since he wouldn't have much free time and needed to drink more anyways

Sometimes, when you're both talking about food, you'd make up puns for them or just laugh at your misinterpretations since you're just as blind as a bat (btw I've read somewhere that bats have good vision, they just use echolocation a lot)

Some of the things you both would say would be "Did you hear that McDonald's gave all their employees large laptops for Christmas? They were Big Macs" and "Hey, Ronald McDonald - been watching any good clown movies? Ronald: I'm loving it"

One time, he smacked your bum and casually said to you "Girl, this quarter-pounder will take you to a whole different level of experience" and then left

Dr Simon Glass

Another doctor who has knowledge of fast foods

He's similar to Bright in a way as he doesn't leave the facility as often as he likes since he's constantly busy

Also, he would make terrible jokes and puns using wordplay

When you told him about your favourite drink, Sprite, Glass immediately said "I went to the store to get eight cans of Sprite. When I got home, I realized I’d only picked seven up"

You just looked dumbfounded at his puns and laughed as he continued

He did manage to take a sip and drank the whole can of Sprite instead

You even bought some wrap with extra mayo and told Simon about your friendly chat with the waitress/cashier and mentioned her former co-workers

And you died on the inside because his only reply was "She should go back sometime to ketchup with her old co-workers or she mayo not want to"

To shut him up, you have decided that buying him Sprite would work and it kinda did

Only for a short while though

Dr Alto Clef

Clef is well aware of the fast-food chain called McDonald's

It was hard to ignore it as a lot of people younger than him had kept talking about it, even you

Even worse if it was you talking about McDonald's since you have an obsession with their Sprite

Poor Clef was confused as he assumed that all lemon/lime flavoured drinks were the same

Oh boy was he wrong

You came back with your lunch from you know where and 2 bottles of Sprite

One was from McDonald's and the other from Lidl along with some of your favourite pastries, like croissants and toffee yum yums

You had him try all the foods and both Sprites and he finally gave in to the fact that McDonald's Sprite tastes more superior than the other

Not only that, he made dirty jokes and puns about the food in McDonald's

Like "Baby, you got more legs than a bucket of McDonald's", "Come over to my house and I’ll give ya a happy meal", "Do you work here? Because I’d like to order some fries with that shake" and "Girl when I am done with you, you won't be looking for no toys in this happy meal"

Dr Benjamin Kondraki

Benjamin Kondraki would be the type of person who would be reluctant to try but would anyways since you asked so kindly and gave them those eyes

And by that, I mean a death glare

NGL he doesn't seem like the type of fella to be eating a ton of unhealthy food

I mean he doesn't necessarily eat salad or anything overly healthy, but he does have a balanced diet for the most part and does treat himself sometimes, but not too often

You magically crept up behind Kondraki and scared him unintentionally but you still laughed anyway because you're evil

He looked down and realised that the packaging was from McDonald's and you were holding a familiar clear bottle in your other hand

You were kind enough to share your food with him and he thoroughly enjoyed it

Then after that, you forced him to drink some Sprite since he has PTSD from your unhealthy obsession with it

And yes, he did end up drinking it

And no, he didn't like it nor did he hate it

You were upset that you thought he shot you down about Sprite but quickly regained your happiness since he did tell you about the drink being just above average

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soo8inz · 3 years

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two — "is she like a vampire or something?"

loud laughter and the sound of a resounding 'smack!' was what had disturbed beomgyu out of sleep. refusing to open his eyes he just ignored the noise and turned over to a new position, willing himself to fall back asleep. unfortunately, with the ever growing noise volume in his shared dorm, he couldn't.

he still refused to get out of bed though.

beomgyu was still extremely tired, and even if he couldn't fall asleep he was still going to rest his body.

without opening his eyes he blindly searched for his phone on his bed. it was in his pocket when he had arrived and fallen asleep, so it probably slipped out and was on the bed. or maybe it was on the floor. he did have a habit of moving a lot in his sleep.

4:27pm

"shit i really slept in. eh it's ok i don't have anything important to do anyways."

it was friday, and while he didn't technically have the day off on his school schedule, the one class he did have was cancelled in advance by the professor since they had things to do. to him, it just meant he had more time to either work or do whatever he wanted. luckily, he had finished everything he needed to submit or have ready yesterday, so he planned to just relax.

at least that was the plan before kai and taehyun burst into his room. really, at that point they should've just broken the door off its hinges with the amount of force they used to get into his room.

"dude i saw a ghost in the art building last night!"

"you're just delusional and sleep deprived, kai."

"you're only saying that because you didn't see it!"

"no, i'm saying that because i'm the only logical person in this friend group."

"says the guy who bought a pet snake instead of our groceries!"

"don't bring aengdu into this!"

beomgyu just wanted some peace, but apparently that was too much to ask for from the universe.

"shut up already, what did you even come in here for anyways?", at that kai's eyes lit up when beomgyu spoke up and he made himself comfortable next to him on his bed. meanwhile taehyun rolled his eyes, preparing himself to hear kai's "ridiculous" story once again.

"ok so this is what happened, i went into the art building to look for the people that were helping with our props–"

"props? what kind of props are you getting from the art department??"

"just some extra stuff, listen that's not important right now–"

"well it certainly is considering you never set foot in there."

"the theatre department needed some extra frames for their next show and there were some other students that specialize in ceramics and sculptures that said they'd help out.", taehyun answered before kai could shut down beomgyu again.

"another show, why didn't you say anything?"

"dude the show's not what's important right now, what's actually important is that i saw a fucking ghost in the painting studio!!!"

"that wasn't a ghost kai.", yeonjun walked in to the already sort of crowded bedroom.

"that was y/n, she tends to work a lot during the night when the studios are empty."

this was the first beomgyu had ever heard of this. yeah sometimes was in the studio after hours, hell sometimes he spend entire nights there and he'd greet some of the staff that came in early.

"who would willingly spend the night painting in an empty studio, all creepy like.", kai commented and shivered.

"don't you literally go into the theatre after hours, you're all creepy like too kai.", taehyun retorted.

"so... is she like a vampire or something?"

"how did you go from ghost to vampire that quickly?", yeonjun shook his and beomgyu furrowed his eyebrows in disbelief.

truly, kai's mind was something else sometimes.

"i mean think about it, if beomgyu knew her he'd have seen her around by now don't you think? also spending a lot of nights in a super dark building where there's barely any people? sounds like a vampire to me."

"wow next thing you know you'll be making assumptions that yeji from our communications course can shapeshift into a cat."

sometimes beomgyu's friends were full of it. i mean, vampires? shapeshifters? ghosts?

"she's not a vampire kai."

"maybe she's hiding it. also again, beomgyu has never seen her.", he snapped his fingers as if this was the only evidence that made his claims the truth.

"beomgyu also specializes in photography and digital media, y/n specializes in traditional media. obviously he'd most likely never seen her.", taehyun rolled his eyes as if that was the most obvious answer in the world.

he was right. how could he be expected to remember everyone's faces when they didn't share any courses together, and it had been two years since beomgyu had set foot in the painting studio. aside from that, there were multiple painting studios too.

"whatever, i still think she's a vampire.", kai huffed and once again, taehyun rolled his eyes.

beomgyu wasn't intrigued.

well, maybe a tiny bit. but mainly because yeonjun knew who she was, and yeonjun didn't really ever set foot in the art building.

"she's not a vampire, but she does have a lot of occult art pieces. especially vampire art. she used me as a reference once for a painting."

beomgyu should really start paying attention more to the art around him because he had no idea what he was talking about. surely he would remember if someone had presented occult art for the university's shows.

maybe he'll try finding the paintings when he goes back to the studio, they must still be up considering it's an art building. and some artwork from previous alumni are still up on the walls.

"yeah that's a good idea.", he thought to himself before tuning back in to whatever his friends had started talking about next.

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taetaespeaches · 4 years

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“It’s ok, baby, you don’t have to tell me how cool I was.”

jungkook x reader (or oc) (feat. bangtan and their ladies) genre: fluff word count: 3.8K

a/n: I found writing this drabble to be so difficult for some reason, but here it is lol. The bangtan gang does karaoke together and through it, Guk/Holly realize just how fucking smitten they are with each other. As always, thanks for reading and I hope you all enjoy! :))

WALKING down the hallway to the room, you squinted in curiosity. Weren’t karaoke rooms supposed to be at least a little soundproof?

“Jesus, do you hear that?” Jungkook giggled next to you, his hand wrapped up with yours.

“Is that them?” You asked, your boyfriend nodding. The pure chaos seeping from the room into the hallway was already calming your nerves, though you were still on edge. It wasn’t as if you hadn’t met the boys before. You’d met them all at least once, and you knew Jimin and his girlfriend and Taehyung and his “best friend” pretty well. But there was something intimidating walking into a room full of Jungkook’s closest friends with all their girlfriends.

You were the newbie, and you were worried you would be treated as such.

“Hey,” Jungkook squeezed your hand. “Relax,” he smiled comfortingly at you. You nodded quickly, assuring him you were good to go inside, Jungkook reaching an arm out to open the door.

Upon entry, you were met with the scene of Jimin performing ‘7 rings’, and as he sang “when you see them racks, they stacked up like my ass,” his girlfriend was slapping his ass as he did a sassy little twerk.

The rest of the group were laughing and cheering at the two, hoots and hollers resounding in the space. Jimin fell into giggles and his girlfriend had to take over on the mic to help him finish the song. Maybe you had no reason to be nervous around this group…

You and Jungkook slipped inside the room, Jin taking notice as he yelled out, “JK!” dragging out the second letter. His eyes widened when he spotted you. “Hey, I want to talk to you,” he told you, immediately coming over and grabbing your wrist gently, pulling you away from your boyfriend, Jungkook’s gaze following you as you walked away with his older friend.

You watched Jungkook approach the group as Jimin’s performance ended. Applause and cheering ensued as Jimin slung his arm around his girlfriend’s shoulders, taking a bow before they seated themselves at the end of the curved booth next to Taehyung and his… best friend.

Meeting Jin’s eyes, he shot you a smile. “Now hear me out,” he started, your eyes widening. He let out a breathy chuckle at your reaction before adding, “what do you say about performing a song with me?”

“About time you showed up,” Jimin’s girlfriend yelled at Jungkook, making him look at her in offense.

“The car was late,” he defended, just as Yoongi’s girlfriend spotted him.

“You missed my performance of ‘Oops!... I did it again,” Jimin’s girlfriend started singing, Jimin smiling happily next to her, his arms still hung over her shoulders.

“Kookie!” Yoongi’s girlfriend suddenly yelled at him. “Are you ready to do this?”

“Do what?” He asked, resulting in a glare from the girl. “Oh! Are we doing this?” He asked in excitement.

She stood up, Yoongi watching her rise. “You two are singing together?” He asked, sporting a gummy grin.

“Get ready to be blown away,” she told her boyfriend, leaning down to leave a kiss to his forehead.

Your conversation with Jin about what song to sing together was disrupted when you spotted your boyfriend stepping to the center of the room with Yoongi’s girlfriend, both with mics in hand. Jin followed your gaze, a cheer immediately leaving his lips when he noticed the duet pair.

Jungkook’s eyes found yours, a smile overtaking his face as you held up a thumbs up at him. He winked back, you giggling, just as the music started.

The duo looked to each other, both giving a cool head nod, just before Jungkook started singing ‘Thnks fr th Mmrs’, Yoongi scoffing from his seat, though he wore a fond grin.

“Ah, of course! Our resident emos!” Jin yelled out next to you, you laughing as your eyes stayed glued to Jungkook.

As Jungkook took the lead vocals, Yoongi’s girlfriend sang the extra vocals, both of them coming together in perfect harmony in accordance to the song. Had they practiced this?

“Oh my god, they practiced this,” Yoongi suddenly yelled out in laughter, his girlfriend sticking up a middle finger at him, only making the man laugh harder. Jungkook looked to you, you shaking your head at him, though you were thoroughly entertained by his pre-rehearsed duet.

As Yoongi’s girlfriend sang the bridge, Jungkook played an acoustic air guitar, everyone laughing as they watched in amusement.

Jungkook took over the main vocal again when the pre-chorus came back in, Yoongi’s girlfriend handling the adlibs. They head banged together, causing Jimin to nearly fall out of his seat in laughter, his girlfriend having to hold him up by his forearm. By the time the song was over, they were both winded, nodding their heads as the group applauded them. With a high five, the girl was returning to her seat, and your boyfriend was approaching you.

“One more song and then it’s us,” Jin told you before walking way, smacking your boyfriend’s back as they passed by each other. Standing in front of you, he gave you a smug look.

“What’d you think?” He asked, feigning a cool guy act, you giggling as you patted his cheek.

“Very cool, baby,” you teased, Jungkook nodding in agreement.

You both stared at each other for a moment before Yoongi’s voice drew your attention across the room.

“Ok, amateurs, let me show you how it’s done,” he said, his girlfriend rolling her eyes as he pulled up his sleeve, doing his own cool guy act.

Nobody knew what song Yoongi was about to perform, you all watching him closely as you awaited the music. Jungkook’s arm wrapped around your waist and you leaned into the touch. When the music started, you, his girlfriend, and Tae’s “best friend” all gasped, the others taking a moment to figure it out.

Everyone burst into laughter in unison at Yoongi’s “O-Ow,” as he started singing Shania Twain’s ‘That Don’t Impress Me Much’. You didn’t know Yoongi as well as the group did but it seemed as though everyone was just as shocked as you about his song choice. Since when does Yoongi listen to Shania?

Hoseok instantly pulled out his phone, having to capture the performance. The man had moves, you had to admit. And he was possibly the king of the finger wag, wigging his hips as he moved his finger around, informing you all that he indeed was not impressed.

When he said, “Ok, so you’re a rocket scientist,” he stood in front of Namjoon, Namjoon holding back a smile as everyone else laughed.

Yoongi dedicated the second verse to Jin, messing his hair up as he sang, “‘cause heaven forbid it should fall out of place.” The whole room joined in with the, “Ok, so you’re Brad Pitt.”

Jungkook moved around your body, wrapping his arms around you in a back hug, resting his chin on your shoulder. His body was warm and you couldn’t help but melt a little in his embrace.

Yoongi really did put on quite a performance, but the man holding you was pretty damn distracting, his boyish cackles sounding next to your ear pulling your attention from Yoongi’s stellar show. You snuck a glance at the man to find him looking at you already, a massive smile spread across his face.

His eyes sparkled, the edges crinkled due to the expression of happiness. You could look at him like that forever. Leaning your face toward his, you left a sweet kiss to his cheek, the man sighing in content at the gesture.

As Yoongi’s performance wrapped up, he returned to his seat next to his girlfriend, a proud smile on his face, Jungkook chuckling as the girl patted Yoongi’s chest, looking at him in disbelief.

“I’m kind of pissed that I never knew you were a Shania fanboy,” she told him, a grin overtaking his face as he leaned toward her, pecking her lips.

Jungkook’s focus left the couple when he felt you pat his forearm, stepping away from you.

“Are you up?” He asked, letting go of you, his eyes glued to your form as you turned to nod at him.

“Cheer for me,” you told him, Jungkook giggling in response.

“Always,” he replied.

Jungkook made his way to sit with the group, taking a spot next to Hoseok, his gaze staying with you. He giggled when you and Jin made up a handshake on the spot, a series of hand slaps and fist bumps, you struggling to follow Jin’s lead.

When the music started up, everyone let out “ohhhh’s” in excitement at the piano intro to Lizzo’s massive bop. You sang, “Why men great tell they gotta be great?” Jin singing the high-pitched “Woo!” Everyone laughed as you sang ‘Truth Hurts’ together, you and Jin taking turns singing a few lines before the other took over. It was actually pretty impressive how easily you and Jin fed off each other, both in terms of taking over vocals and in dance moves.

Jungkook felt his face heat up when you pointed at him as you sang, “So you can tell your friend,” everyone awing and oohing as you turned back to Jin, pretending to shoot a basketball as you sang, “shoot your shot when you see him”, Jin holding his arms open in a circle to create a basketball hoop, “it’s ok, he’s already in my dms, bitch,” you sent a wink to Jungkook, his heart racing for some fucking reason as he wore an adorably smitten smile.

Hoseok placed his hand on Jungkook’s shoulder, a wide smile on his face as they all bopped along to the rest of yours and Jin’s performance.

As Jungkook watched you interact with his oldest friend, and saw how everyone else smiled and laughed as they watched you in amusement, he felt a fluttering sensation in his stomach. He knew you’d fit in with the group just fine, but with how easily you joined them Jungkook was on could nine.

He knew you were nervous heading into the night, and to see how quickly you warmed up and how welcoming his friends were toward you, he realized just how special you were.

When the song ended, Jungkook opened his arms for you to sit on his lap, which you happily did skipping over to him as Jin soaked in the praises. Jungkook placed a kiss to your shoulder before pressing one to the side of your neck, another to your jaw, and another on your cheek. He couldn’t help but want to kiss you all over, his fondness growing impossibly stronger and deeper the longer the night went on.

Jungkook nearly cooed at how you giggled at his affections, leaning back against him as you asked, “How did I do?”

He didn’t respond straight away, instead scanning at your features, appreciating every inch of your face before his eyes met yours. “You were amazing,” he complimented finally, though the light-hearted atmosphere suddenly turned more intense, strong feelings floating in the air as your gazes held each other’s.

I think I’m in love with you, Jungkook thought to himself.

You and Jungkook continued staring at each other, eyes drifting from feature to feature, your orbs appreciating the adorable freckle below his bottom lip, to his perfectly boopable nose, up to his round bambi eyes just in time to see them crinkle at the edges due to the smile curving on his mouth.

A smile overtook your own face, a giggle slipping from Jungkook. The temptation too much for you to resist, you raised your pointer finger, tapping the tip of his nose gently, Jungkook giggling more as he grabbed his hand in yours.

As Yoongi’s girlfriend and Taehyung’s “best friend” began singing ‘I Kissed A Girl’ together, shamelessly partaking in their little crush on each other, you and Jungkook watched with grins as he mindlessly traced over the lines on your hand and fingers.

In that moment, everything felt right. Like you belonged there with Jungkook, seated on his lap with his arms wrapped around you, his breath on your neck as he placed occasional subtle kisses to your skin. And there with his friends, all of them smiling and laughing around you, treating you as though you had always been a part of their group.

Glancing around at them all, you smiled fondly at how Jimin and his girlfriend teased Taehyung for looking a little jealous over his “best friend’s” performance with Yoongi’s girlfriend. And how Yoongi shamelessly cheered his lady on as she danced with the girl, highly amused by the song choice due to his and his girlfriend’s ongoing joke about them both having a crush on the younger girl. Hoseok was once again filming the performance with a smile as bright as the sun as his girlfriend sat with her hand on his lap, joking with Namjoon’s girlfriend, while Namjoon stared lovingly at his girlfriend. Jin and his girlfriend were singing along passionately with the song. It felt like home, and you were filled with a feeling of love and tenderness for the people around you.

Turning to the man holding you against his body, those emotions only intensified as you met his gaze once more. He had easily entered your life, turning everything upside down in the best way possible as he filled each day with more light. When his eyebrows raised in question, you simply shook your head before resting your forehead against his. I’m in love with you, you thought as Jungkook pressed his lips to yours in a sweet kiss.

Jungkook left you momentarily to perform ‘BANG BANG BANG’ by BIGBANG with Taehyung, and the word perform was not to be taken lightly. The two were rapping their asses off, busting out moves, giving it their all as they pulled out all the stops. It was obvious they had sang this song together numerous times throughout their years of friendship.

“Give the man a rap verse!” Taehyung’s “best friend” yelled out to the rap line, and specifically Yoongi, causing Taehyung to giggle and mess up his otherwise perfect verse. Yoongi scoffed and Hoseok cackled loudly, and well, Namjoon was in his own drunken world, having had a few too many drinks.

“I swear, when those two get together it’s like they share one brain cell between the both of them,” Taehyung’s “best friend” teased the singing duo, you, Jimin, and Jimin’s girlfriend laughing.

“The Nimrods,” you commented, Taehyung’s girlfriend gasping.

“That’s them!” She agreed, both of you deciding to lovingly dub them as The Nimrods from there on out.

“I want you and Taehyung to duet,” Jimin told Taehyung’s “best friend”. “Let us pick the song,” he gestured to his girlfriend, the girl nodding enthusiastically. After groaning and trying to get out of it, Taehyung’s “best friend” reluctantly agreed, the couple smirking to each other as if some plan was falling into place.

As Jungkook and Taehyung finished, they did their well-known handshake before taking a cocky bow, you rolling your eyes teasingly as he returned to you. “It’s ok, baby, you don’t have to tell me how cool I was,” Jungkook joked as you stood up, letting him sit down.

“Oh, don’t worry, I wasn’t going to,” you grinned, Jungkook laughing adorably at the comment. He reached for your thighs to pull you back onto his lap, but you stepped away from him, making your way to the center of the room.

“You’re singing again?” He asked, you nodding as Jimin’s girlfriend appeared at your side.

“We’re gonna sing some One D because it’s a crime to not pay homage to our favorite boyband during karaoke,” she told the crowd, only to be met with yells of disapproval.

“What about us?” Namjoon yelled out.

“Yeah, we’re a boyband,” Jimin added with a whine, causing the girl to hold her hand up to them to hush them.

“I said what I said,” she told them all firmly, some of them huffing, others laughing in amusement.

Jungkook watched with a massive smile spread across his face as you performed ‘I Would’ by One Direction. He was so fucking fond.

If someone had told him earlier in the night that he would grow absolutely certain he was in love with you as you belted out classic Zayn Malik adlibs, well, he may have believed them. But it was true. In that moment, he was sure.

His lovestruck daze was interrupted when Jimin tapped his arm. “You need to bring her around more,” he told Jungkook, Taehyung and his “best friend” agreeing.

Jungkook easily nodded, biting back a growing smile. “I will,” he said simply.

When you returned to him after the song ended, he quickly wrapped his arms around your legs, pulling you onto his lap, smothering your cheek in kisses. “You’re the fucking cutest,” he mumbled against your face between pecks as you giggled.

He left his cheek pressed to the side of your face as you turned your attention to Taehyung and his “best friend” glaring at their friends, Jimin and his girlfriend snickering as ‘Partition’ by Beyonce played. “I hate you so much,” the girl complained to her friend, Jimin’s girlfriend simply blowing her a kiss.

However, it didn’t take long for the duo to get into it, dancing together, the girl taking care of most of the lyrics, Taehyung doing his best to play along despite his slight state of shock. Everyone “ooh’d” as she sang, “Oh, there daddy, daddy didn’t bring the towel,” Taehyung’s eyes widening slightly as she reached for his shirt, gripping the material at the center of his chest, tugging him toward her.

When she sang the line, “He like to call me peaches when we get this nasty,” Taehyung rested his forehead against hers, the duo staring at each other tensely, everyone else sharing knowing glances with each other.

By the time they finished the song, both of their faces were tinted red as they sat awkwardly together, though the girl wore a small smirk. Taehyung would steal glances at her, his eyes taking in the sight of her. Jungkook wondered how much longer they would try to hide their feelings from each other.

The sexual tension that the room just witnessed was completely shattered as you all laughed at a very tipsy Namjoon belting to Adele’s ‘Someone Like You’, his girlfriend giggling fondly at him as he dramatized the performance.

Jungkook continued placing kisses to your shoulder, neck, and jaw throughout Namjoon’s ballad, letting out boyish chuckles near your ear. He was really adorable. And as much as you enjoyed being with all his friends, you were growing anxious to get him alone.

Your realization that you were without a doubt madly in love with him had you wanting to tell him as soon as possible, almost as if you were to keep it inside any longer, your heart would burst.

You were glowing under the cheap disco ball lights, smiling and laughing with his friends, and Jungkook’s growing desire to tell you just how much he loved you was taking over, losing his impulse control.

Luckily, everyone was tiring out, buzzed and happy. When Namjoon finished his song, his girlfriend grabbed his jacket, walking towards him.

“Ok, my sweet crooner, let’s go home,” she told him, Namjoon leaning forward to kiss her before he put the jacket on. You all started piling out of the karaoke bar in your pairs, some getting touchier than others.

Jungkook positioned himself behind you, holding you in a back hug as you left the building, stepping onto the sidewalk, the cold air hitting you and making you both shiver.

Saying your goodbyes to everyone, you began waddling in the direction of your apartment. The air was chilly but Jungkook’s body pressed against your back was warm. He hummed ‘Someone Like You’ in your ear, you smiling fondly as you took your time down the walkway.

Halting your movements, Jungkook grunted, squeezing your body tighter in his arms. “I had a lot of fun tonight,” you told him.

“Me too,” Jungkook whispered before spinning you around so you faced him, his hands coming to cradle your face. Your hands gripped onto his wrists as you both stared at each other. “They all really like you,” he told you, a fond smile on his pretty face.

“Yeah?” You asked, Jungkook nodding immediately. “I like them too.”

There were a few people who walked past you both occasionally, but neither of you paid them any attention as you continued staring at each other, all those unconfessed feelings bubbling within you both.

You were radiant under the streetlights, your smile bright as you looked at him, and he found himself sighing as he brushed his thumbs overtop your cheek bones.

“I’m in love with you, you know that?” Jungkook confessed in a soft voice, his eyes traveling your face before locking them on your own orbs, noticing how they didn’t even widen. Instead, they just looked warm and comforting, and dare he say, reciprocated the same feelings he just admitted to you.

Looking at him, his hair hanging over his eyes, the cold air leaving his pretty lips in little clouds, his eyes sparkling under the illumination of the streetlamp a few feet away from you, you simply smiled.

“Of course, I know that,” you teased, Jungkook letting out a small breathy chuckle at your response to his confession. “I’m in love with you, Jungkook.”

His eyes widened in slight surprise before they crinkled in the corners, smiling in relief and giddiness. “I didn’t know that,” he told you.

“Well now you do,” you replied, moving your hands to his waist, pulling him to you, Jungkook easily catching your lips in a passionate kiss.

Your top lip fit perfectly between his, just as it had during the first kiss in the laundromat a couple months ago, and just like it had every kiss since then. Your lips moved together, neither of you able to get enough of the other.

“I really love you, baby,” he mumbled against your mouth, you smiling into the kiss, loving the way his hands held your face.

“I love you so much,” you told him just before he placed one last lingering kiss to your lips before resting his forehead against yours, letting out a quick breath.

“Let’s go home,” he told you with a happy grin, you nodding as he reached for your hand. Intertwining your fingers, you walked together, talking and giggling, sneaking glances at each other, and stealing the occasional kiss as you made your way back to your apartment.

You did know he loved you. He was much too obvious with it for you to be oblivious. But as he leaned against your side, resting his head on your shoulder as you worked on unlocking your apartment door, whispering those three words into your ear for the third time, you knew you’d never tire of hearing them.

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