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“Get You Alone.” Baekhyun (m)

Chapter 5: Kitten ver.

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Single Dad!Bbh

Word count: 12k (Worth every word)

Mini Playlist:

As The World Falls Down - David Bowie

D (Half Moon) - DEAN

Day After Day - EXO

No matter - EXO

As The World Caves In - Matt Maltese

Fly Me To The Moon - Frank Sinatra

Summary: You meet your friend’s parent for the first time.

(I love this gif he's so cuddly and baby)

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Sighing out softly, your eyes opened to to see it was still dark outside. You glanced over at the clock on Baekhyun’s stand, 1:30 AM. You frowned, you were having trouble sleeping. You turned to see if you could make out Baekhyun in the dark. You saw his cute little nose first, then his closed eyes. He slept so peacefully, you didn’t want to bother him. His arms were around your waist, his head on the pillow you were supposed to be using alone. Of course he would be in your personal space because why not.

You smiled at his light snores, turning around in his arms. You brought your own arms around him, bringing him closer. Baekhyun jumped slightly, his eyes opening.

“Ah! Your hands.” He whispered his voice heavy with sleep.

You furrowed your brows, “I’m sorry. I didn’t notice they were cold.”

Baekhyun exhales slowly, still very tired. “Give them to me baby.” He takes your hands and blows on them for you. “I can’t believe how cold you get when im right here. The heater is on full blast and you’re still so cold?”

You shut your eyes listening to him speak, your hands warming up. “This is nice.” You hum happily.

Baekhyun opens his eyes to you, he can make out your cheeks and lips. “Why are you up so early?” He caresses your cheek with his hand gently. “Couldn’t sleep?”

With a nod of your head Baekhyun pouts, he holds your hands in his one comfortingly. “I dont know why.. I guess my body is just sore.”

“It’s okay, I’m up with you now. You don’t have to be lonely.” His words made your heart flutter, he was so caring and attentive even in the dead of night? When it’s 1 am and you’re supposed to be asleep, he’s worrying about you?

“Baekhyun..” You say in disbelief, you’ve never had someone so selfless in your life. You couldn’t say anything else, you just let your head rest against the crook of his neck. “Thank you.” You whispered.

Baekhyun smiled, rubbing your back. “You seem to be getting emotional a lot. Is there a reason?” He asks quietly, humming a slow tune to relax you.

“Ever since our date that night, I am always thinking about you. Whenever you do something so kind, or say something so caring to me.. I just get really emotional.” You’re surprised at yourself for actually saying it out loud and acknowledging it.

Baekhyun’s mind was running at a thousand miles per hour at your confession. “I-I feel that same feeling.” He begins. “When you’re around me, I feel like I could get into a million topics with you. When I see you just smile, it makes me feel like crying.” He closes his eyes, taking in your presence. “Even now, having a conversation like this makes my throat feel tight.”

You didn’t think Baekhyun felt that way, sure you knew you guys both liked each other. But you never knew how emotional Baekhyun found things to be.

“Baekhyun.” You whispered, leaning back to see his face in the dark.

“Yes Y/n?” He smiles as he sees your face, his eyes well adjusted to the dark.

“I love being with you.” You tried to push down the overwhelming feeling of adoration. “I want to always see your face when I wake up. I want to always be able to come to you when I feel sad. I want to always offer you my support whenever you need me.” You stopped yourself before you could go into a whole talk about how much you loved being around Baekhyun. “You’re just so caring and charming, you know exactly what to do to make me happy, or embarrassed.” You rolled your eyes. “I adore you.”

Baekhyun’s hand came up to the back of your head, petting your hair gently. “I’m so happy to be able to hear those words from you.” He placed a kiss on your forehead. “I wouldn’t want to be without you. Even when Soph comes back, I still want to see you. Everyday.” He sighs, realizing. “I know that’s almost impossible to do. But I will find a way to see your gorgeous face, each day.”

You giggle. “Baekhyun it’s okay, we’ll tell her once she’s back. She’ll have to accept our relationship, even if she doesn’t she’ll still have to see us some time. She’ll more than likely approve. Those are my bets.”

“I just hope you’re right.” He says sadly. “You’re this ethereal being, this innocent fair tale like love that I’ve never experienced before.”

“Love?” You questioned. You hadn’t heard him say it yet, it has to be too soon obviously. But you weren’t opposed to hearing it.

“Yes. You’re my love.” He rest his chin on top of your head, pulling your head to his chest. “And I’ll protect you, my innocent little deer.”

You laughed at how cheesy he sounded. “Is that why you called me Bambi?” You said curiously. You liked the nickname, it was cute and simple.

Baekhyun hummed, “Yes, precisely. Do you mind nicknames? I’ve meant to ask you.”

You shook your head. “Not at all. I like all the ones you call me. They make me feel all differently.”

He raised one of his eyebrows, though you couldn’t see. “What do you mean by differently?” He quizzed.

“I wouldn’t know how to describe it…” You trailed off to think for a moment. “Just know, between calling me Kitten and Bambi. I think Bambi is suitable for this setting. And Kitten is very much safe for sex.” You giggled, “But you have called me so many nicknames I can possibly name each feeling for every single one.”

Baekhyun chuckled, his chest vibrating from how deep it was. “What’s your favorite so far?”

“Sweetheart.”

“Oh?”

“It makes me feel appreciate and adored. I love when you say it so often, it gives me butterflies.” You confessed.

He could only take in your words, he didn’t think all his name calling had such an affect on you. You were always quiet or off thinking or telling him to shut up. He grinned at the thought, in such a short time together you have made memories. “I like calling you mine.” He whispered closing his eyes, he had become tired again.

“I like being yours.” You challenged. It caused Baekhyun to smile even wider.

“How about trying to go back to sleep, Hmm?” He rubbed your back once more. “I’ll keep you warm.” He pulled the blanket up over you both, pulling you tighter against him.

The morning came, and for what felt like the hundredth time you woke up in Baekhyun’s bed. You felt…desperate for him. You usually never woke up like some horny teen, but right now you were more than happy to please. You slowly turned, checking to see if Baekhyun was awake. His soft snores filled the room, his lips parted and eyes shut softly.

Angelic.

You grinned, you’ve thought about doing this to Baekhyun before. But you never had the guts, not until what happened last night. Him expressing his love for you made you feel more confident, more comfortable.

Sliding under the covers, you settle between Baekhyun’s thighs. Your hand resting on one as your other traces the outline of his length in his boxers. He was semi hard, twitching at your touch. Without hesitance you pulled him out, pumping him slowly with your hand. The precum leaking from the tip lubricating your hand.

You felt his thighs tense under your palm, you froze.

“Mmm.” He let out a quiet moan in his sleep, his hips bucking slightly before lying dormant. Your heart was in your throat, you didn’t want to get caught before you even started. You moved your hand again before finally taking him in your mouth.

“Nng—“ His strangled moan grunt gets caught in his throat. He stirs slightly in his sleep, his hips thrusting upwards. You almost gag as he hit’s the back of your throat, you feel the tears brim at your eyes. Pushing your hair from your face you take Baekhyun from your mouth, sliding your tongue along his shaft. He’s even bigger in your mouth.

“Y/n..” He sighs, you want to see the look on his face right now.

Without a warning—the covers are thrown back, revealing the sight you wanted to see.

Baekhyun’s head is lolled to one side, his eyes shut with furrowed brows and rosy cheeks. You’ve never seen him so submissive looking. You let your fingers brush across his abdomen, in reaction he sucks in a quick breath. You couldn’t help but to coo at the whine that followed shortly after it. Your thighs squeezed together, you were so horny you were going crazy.

You let saliva drip from your tongue onto his head, running down the side of his cock. You watched in amazement as you toyed with him. Counting how many places you could touch him to earn a sound of pleasure. How hadn’t he woken up by now? Surely he should be cold with the cover ripped off of him. You frowned, throwing the blanket back over your head. You’ll let him stay warm, sacrificing the handsome facial expressions you wouldn’t get to see now.

Your hand pumped him slowly to evoke another noise you hadn’t heard so often. A guttural noise emitted from his throat, it was so deep and animalistic you were wondering if you’d heard wrong.

“Y-Y/n.” You heard him say, you figured he was asleep until the covers were throw off of you. Sleepy eyes staring back at yours. “Y/n?” He called again brows furrowed at the pleasure he was receiving. “What made you—“ He was cut off by you taking him into your mouth once more.

“Ahh, fuck.”

His cursing was always attractive, now that he was awake he could speak to you. Tell you how good of a girl you were for pleasing him, tell you how good his kitten sucks his cock. You’re shocked at your own thoughts being so vulgar, was this man really evoking these thoughts from you?

“Kitten,” He tries to speak, “I didn’t think you would beat me to waking you up to like this.” His words make you grin, releasing him from your lips. He takes your chin between his fingers. “Come here.”

You listen, crawling your way toward the sleepy man. He brings your lips to his briefly, kissing you slowly before breaking away.

“How naughty of you to wake me up this way.” He whispers. “You must have been in a mood?” His hand slides down the curve of your back.

You nod, “I couldn’t help myself. Not when you were sleeping so peacefully next to me.” Your grin makes his stomach fill with butterflies, his abdomen muscles clenching. “Let me finish?” You ask, pumping him with your hand suggestively. He bites his lip, peering into your eyes.

“On one condition.” He challenges.

You tilt your head curiously.

“You swallow, like a good girl.” He pats your cheek with his palm, a smirk on his face. This was the man who had you weak in the knees at just the thought of him fucking you.

“Yes…sir.” You teased, watching as his jaw clenches at the word. You’ve never talked so much during sex before this, he was enjoying his fun.

Leaning back down you wrap your lips around his tip, he sucks in a breath in reaction. You want to giggle at how sensitive he is but you continue your journey to make him finish. Your hand pleases what your mouth can’t reach, sucking and hallowing your cheeks. You draw some of the most heavenly sounds from Baekhyun’s lips.

His hand comes up to brush your hair from your face, pulling it back for you. He looks past your head to find your ass high in the air, he feels like he could die right now. Your movements picked up as you felt Baekhyun’s muscles start to contract, his feet dug into the bed holding himself back from thrusting into your throat.

“Y/n.” He called, his voice controlled.

You looked up at him with those eyes from your position and he lost it.

“Deep throat me, now.” He commanded, tightening his grip on your hair.

Oh? Was this how he got when he was desperate? You listened like a good girl, taking him deeper in your mouth, his tip reaching the back of your throat. You held it there for a second before moving slowly teasing him. “Faster, Kitten.” Baekhyun’s voice said, “You won’t want me to do it for you.” His hold on your hair steered your eyes to look at him. “I promise.” The half lidded eyes were now dark with desire. The sight from down here was as pleasurable as his sight of you was to him. His tensing abdomen muscles, and his flexing biceps from how hard he was holding your hair. The clenched jaw and messy hair. It was all too much for you, you let out a whine around his cock, causing him to shudder.

Speeding up your movements, you tried to keep eye contact with him as your eyes watered. His brows pinched together, his lips parted as his moans started to drop an octave.

“Fuck—“ He threw his head back, the expanse of his neck on display for you. You wanted nothing more but to suck love marks onto his smooth skin. You wanted to kiss over his collarbones and call tell him how handsome he was.

You felt your thighs press together once more, Baekhyun’s leg was now between yours he could feel when your legs pressed together. He had been counting how many times you did so, but he lost count when your throat started swallowing around his cock.

“I—I’m going to” His doesn’t finish his words before he releases inside your mouth, most of it going down your throat instantly and swallowing as promised. You squeezed your eyes shut, lifting yourself from the mattress. Your arms were sore, your jaw even more sore.

“Aw—Kitty come here.” His tired eyes looked at your lust filled ones, he pulled you to straddle his lap, laying your head on his chest. “You did so well.” He pet your head.

You grinned at the praise, secretly you liked it. The whole power play thing, him rewarding you with words made your heart flutter.

His hand rest on the curve of your back, pulling the covers over you both. He scoot down slightly, laying down now with you to his chest.

“Back to sleep now, you wore me out.”

“I did that to wake you up…not go back to sleep.” You yawned.

Baekhyun chuckled, “You seem just as tired as me, hmm?” He teased with a grin, “Sleep, little one.”

There he goes again, another name to add to your book. Your cheeks were pink, thankfully not being seen by Baekhyun.

“I’ll be coming back today, I’m ready to be back in my own bed.” Sophia sighed over the phone.

“O-oh today?” You stuttered, clutching Baekhyun’s sheets to your chest. His arms around your waist as he still laid in bed tired.

“Yes! Aren’t you excited to see me again?” She said happily, “I dread going back to classes though, ugh.”

You shook your head, a small grin on your lips. “Of course I am, it’s been a week since we’ve seen each other.” You were excited to be reunited with your bestie, doing girly things.

“I’ll call you when I’m home, you should come over later.” Sophia suggested, if only she knew.

“Definitely, just text me.”

“Will do, see you later then.”

“Bye!” You said before the call ended. Your heart was pounding against your rib cage, your head turned to look at Baekhyun.

“Yes?” He felt your eyes on him, his eyes still closed sleepily.

You pouted, “Sophia said she’s coming home today.”

Baekhyun opened one eye at you, “Well, do you want me to stop her or something?” He joked, pinching your side. You rolled your eyes, grabbing his wrist to stop him.

“No, but I’m sad this is our last morning together.”

“Aww, Y/n you do have feelings.” Baekhyun cooed, pulling you down to his chest. “Dont worry Bambi, I’ll figure it out.” You let his hand smooth over your hair, holding you to his chest. Your eyes closed listening to his heartbeat.

“I trust you.”

“You never told me how you like your eggs?” Baekhyun asked as he flipped an egg, he gestured to you with the spatula. “Sunny side up?” He guessed. You smiled nodding, laughing when he told you how boring it was.

“How exciting could you make an egg?” You asked, watching his backside for the hundredth time. His waist looked so huggable, so small and perfect for wrapping your arms around. You contemplated just surprising him, standing from your chair as you rounded the island. Sneaking up on him you snaked your hands around his waist, holding him to your chest. He let out a surprised grunt, almost dropping hi spatula.

“Hey, this isn’t the last day you’ll see me you know.” He catches onto your clinginess right away. You were dreading telling your best friend that her father felt like your perfect match. That he was the one who made your heart flutter and put sparkles in your eyes. He was the one who moved the stars for you, a smile always on your lips when he was around. How would she take this, she had to see how sincere you would be. Sophia wasn’t someone who was cruel, you knew her heart.

“Bambi.” Baekhyun whispered, his voice low. His body was tense.

“Yes?”

“Could you please get your chest off my back, I might start thinking things right now.” He cleared his throat. You wanted to laugh at his words, he’s rarely like this. A flustered Baekhyun was hard to come by.

You pulled him tighter against your chest, “No, I just want to hold you.” You faked a pout, rubbing your hands over his abdomen. “Please.” You heard Baekhyun sigh, his chest rising and his muscles tensing over his stomach.

“Y/n,” He warned, grabbing your wrist. Turning around to face you he saw the mischievous smile. He pouted at you teasing him, pinching your cheek as punishment.

“Ok! Ok! I’ll get wrinkles if you do that.” You grabbed his wrist pleading. He chuckled, pinching your cheek once more before letting go.

“Go sit, I’ll bring your plate.” He shooed you off. Baekhyun talked about how he never knew how to cook until he started looking over Sophia. He changed completely after having custody over her, his way of living, learning house work and female problems. He learned it all. I

t’s a part what made Baekhyun so attractive to you. His ‘wife’ like duties he did, watching him cook or clean the house, take out the trash. It was all such mundane things, but when he did them it was cute and endearing.

“You know,” Baekhyun grinned swallowing his food before continuing. “Sometimes you’ll stare at me with a smile. And you’ll look like this happy little kid, it reminds me of when I would take Sophia to carnivals and win stuffed animals for her. You look happy, Y/n.”

Your lips were parted in awe, your brows furrowed slightly. Not in a concerned way, but in a way where you were frustrated with how cute Baekhyun was being. He always was saying some cheesy stuff and you were soaking it up.

“Baekhyun.”

“Yes.”

“You’re so…” You paused to think, looking over his face who was patiently waiting. His lips were in a small grin, his eyes small sleepy almost. The cute nose he adorned pink from how cold it was, even inside with all this heat.

“So..?” He asked, leaning back crossing his arms.

“So romantic.” You smiled when one of his brows went up in question.

“Please explain.”

“The way you speak sometimes, it’s so simple but your voice, your choice of words. The things you choose to bring up, I feel so intimate speaking with you, as if we’re constantly flirting.” Your words made Baekhyun’s stomach fill with butterflies, your explanation only fueling his pink nose matching his pink cheeks.

“Y/n—When I’m speaking with you, I feel like I’m talking to someone I have to share everything with. I like speaking to you intimately, on a different level of just ‘hello, how are you?” He uncrossed his arms, shaking his head in disbelief. How could you have caught him so off guard.

You took in his flustered state, reaching over to rest your hand on his knee. “It’s nice whenever we speak, there’s never a boring conversation.”

You both finished your meal, it was later in the morning when you began packing all your belongings back into your bag. But now without a permanent pout and Baekhyun not making it any better.

“No~” He said when you picked up your hair tie from his bedside table. “Leave it here… All of it.” The pout in his voice evident, his cute lips puffed out as he spoke.

“What will you even do with my hair tie?” You snorted, “You don’t have long enough hair.”

“I do.” He frowned. You walked over to him sitting on the bed, you stood between his legs. Taking his hair in your hands you wrapped the hair piece around it making a little ponytail. “Told you.” He laughed.

You rolled your eyes with a smile, it was amusing to see Baekhyun act childish sometimes. Especially in times like this when the mood is so down.

“This is my favorite one though, so It’s coming with me.” You put it back around your wrist.

“Well.. can you at least leave me this.” He held the small plush you had brought from your house because it brought you comfort.

Sighing, you knew this was hard for Baekhyun as well as you. Your newly found fondness for one another was beginning to bloom into something more, and right as it is you have to be separated.

“Okay..” You nodded, watching as a smile spread on Baekhyun’s face. “But.” You held up your finger as you walked to his closet pulling out the sweater he let you wear on your guy’s first date. “I take this with me.” You watch Baekhyun’s smile grow, he nodded.

“Deal.” Baekhyun adored seeing you in his clothes, he also loved seeing you without clothes. The thought quickly crossed his mind, exiting as soon as it came. You didn’t bother trying to stuff the huge sweater in your bag, opting to put it on instead.

“You look adorable.” Baekhyun’s eyes were on yours as his hands were in his lap, wrapped around the plush gently. The exchange was strange, you would admit that. “Why do you want that of all things?” You asked, sitting your full bag by the bedroom door.

Baekhyun shook his head, “It’s the only thing that would truly remind me of you I guess.”

Your heart ached at him looking down at the plushie in his lap, he looked happy. His messy hair looking soft, your hand reached out to rest on the back of his head lovingly. Your nails scratched his scalp gently, his eyes shutting at the sensation. “You give me goosebumps.” He admitted, turning his head to face you. You let your hair fall from his nape to between his shoulder, tilting your head at him.

“It felt that good?” You giggled, dragging your nail over the vein on his neck. He shivered, his brows pinching together.

“Yes, but—Agh! Your nails scarping against my skin gives me chills.” He whined, leaning away from your hand. “Stop~” Baekhyun’s shoulders shrugging your hand away. His whiny voice was so adorable, especially when it was in a situation like this when you were teasing him.

“Okay baby.” You teased, standing from the bed. Baekhyun’s eyes shot to yours as you stood up.

“W-what did you say?” He stuttered, trying to spit out his question.

“I said okay?” You raised a brow at him.

“No, after that.”

“Baby?”

Baekhyun smiled brightly, pulling you to stand between his legs as he embraced you.

“Woah—“ You yelped from the sudden movement, “What happened?” You wrapped your arms around him.

“You called me baby,” He chuckled. “You’ve never called me that before.” The smile that took over your face made your cheeks hurt, of course he was sentimental about some ‘little thing’ like this.

“Baby.” You called teasingly, causing his head to look up to you with those brown puppy eyes.

“Yes my love?”

“Nothing, I just wanted to see your cute reaction.” You pet your hand over his hair. You sighed, realization washing over you that you had to leave soon.

“Dont say it.” Baekhyun’s eyes darting between yours, “I could tell by your sigh.” His arms holding you tighter. “We’ll see each other though, it’s just hard seeing you go for now.” He laughed, he knew he was being childish about it. Somehow he just couldn’t help himself around you.

“Okay,” You pouted, your hand caressing his cheek.

“Its so funny.” Baekhyun began.

“Funny? What’s funny?”

“How you’re so shy in bed, but you do things like this.” He looked into your eyes, with a lopsided grin on his face. “You’re so cute.” Baekhyun leaned into your touch, watching as your cheeks grew red.

“And you manage to say something to embarrass me.” You pouted, his cheeks becoming full as he smiled even wider at your whining.

“Hey, I’m not saying it to embarrass you, I just enjoy teasing you.”

“I can tell, Baek.”

He hummed, letting his hands drop to your ass before giving it a squeeze. You jumped, smacking his shoulder as he stood. Baekhyun placed a kiss on your cheek before grabbing your hands and kissing them as well.

“I just enjoy seeing how red I can get you.” He whispered.

Rolling your eyes with a smile on your lips you walked to the door to grab your bag. “Can you grab the other one for me?”

Baekhyun nodded, following you to your car. He watched as you threw your bags in the back, turning to him with a pout on your face again.

“Hey, what did I tell you?” He said his hand on his hip. “We’re going to see each other again. Aren’t you coming over again later to see Soph?”

“I know…I’m just going to be bored.” You looked down at your feet as you confessed how much you enjoyed being around Baekhyun. He made your life seem fun, not so dull.

Baekhyun took a step toward you, his disapproving hand still on his hip. “Y/n.” He brought your eyes to his by lifting your head by your chin, he leaned in placing a kiss on your pouty lips. “Dont be so sad. I’m only a phone call away.” He smiled down at you.

You nodded before wrapping your arms around him in a goodbye. “I’ll see you later then.”

“Goodbye Bambi.” The grin didn’t leave his lips as he watched you drive down the road until your car disappeared. “Y/n you’re too cute.”

You stopped by a cafe on your way home, picking up a coffee and a cookie. It was the same cafe Baekhyun took you on your study date, you remembered the night. It was the sweetest date you had been on.

You took a bite out of your cookie, scrolling on your phone. A photo posted by Sophia a few hours ago popped up. It was her and a lady posing together on a log bench. Could this be her mother? She was beautiful, you could see some of the similarities in them. Even though she favored her father for the most part. You smiled at the picture before it dropped from your face.

You couldn’t take her place.

You knew starting a relationship with Baekhyun would confuse things with Sophia. But would you be a mother figure to her? Or still her best friend. It was gnawing at you, the though of how she’d react to your guy’s sudden interest in each other. Any normal person would be concerned, mad even.

You shut off your phone, finishing your cookie. “Oh—“ You heard, seeing a pair of black pants stand by your table. You looked up, seeing Baekhyun’s coworker peering down at you. What was his name again? Kyungwoo? No..Kyung?

“Oh, Hey, Kyungsoo?” You said his name as more of a question, unsure. He chuckled.

“Yes that’s my name, funny seeing you here. I dont see Baekhyun?”

“Oh he’s home. I was actually heading back to my place, I wanted to stop for some coffee.” You offered him a smile.

He nodded, looking around. “You know.” He gestured to the place, “Baekhyun designed this place.”

Your lips parted in shock, “Are you serious?” He nodded with a grin.

“Let me guess, he brought you here for a date already?”

“How’d you know?”

“He kept telling me you two went on a date, I knew he would’ve taken you here to show off.” He laughed, “That’s Baekhyun for you.”

You giggled, “It must be nice to enjoy something you designed, especially something like a cafe. This place is beautiful.”

“Baekhyun’s very talented, he just overworks himself a lot. He makes sure every detail is perfect before making it official.” Kyungsoo talked about his friend with a warm voice. “I won’t keep you any longer though, it was nice meeting you again.” He smiled.

“Oh, it’s not trouble. It’s nice meeting you again as well.” You nod politely.

Your smile didn’t leave your face as you drove home, or when you were tidying up your house. Baekhyun was truly a romantic guy, you were confused how he was single. Or how anyone could give him up. His mannerism, his words, his thoughts. They were all so careful, thoughtful, meditated.

Your smile grew as you hugged your pillow to your chest, was this what being in love felt like? You thought about him all the time, all his positive traits. How he treated you like he’s known you forever, being careful with you at the same time. It was heart warming picturing you guys in a relationship. You wanted to care for him, to let him relax and not over work himself. You wanted to cook a meal for him and watch him enjoy just being treated.

You phone rang and without hesitation you answered.

“Y/n!” Sophia said on the other side of the phone, “I’m finally back home.”

You could hear the smile on her face, it caused you to smile. “Yay! Now we can get back to our regular schedule.” You joked.

Sophia laughed taking a seat beside her dad on the sofa. “I’ve missed having service on my phone, I’ve been bored.”

“I would imagine you were going crazy there.”

“Yes, definitely. What are you up to? You sound so happy.” She points out.

Your smile only grew wider, thinking about Baekhyun made you so giddy. “I was just watching some tv, relaxing before we have to go back to classes in a few days.” You said. Sophia groaned in response.

“I’m not ready for mid terms, I know we’ve studied a bunch now but I’m so nervous.” “Dont be! You’ll pass them with no problem, we can study a bit more if it will make you feel better.” You offered.

“Yes, please. I need all the help.” She laughed, “Oh! Are you still coming over? We can just have a spa night, my dad can give us the luxury pampering we deserve.”

You raised an eyebrow, Baekhyun pampering you too? “Sure, I’ll still come over. What time should I be there?”

“Hmm, four-ish?” Sophia watched as her dad was staring at her with interest. He mouthed a question to her: Is that Y/n? Sophia nodded.

“I’ll be there!” You confirmed, “I’m going to go take a nap before then.”

“Ok, don’t sleep to hard you might not wake up.” Sophia laughed, Baekhyun’s ears perked up listening to the one sided conversation only hearing Sophia’s responses. “Make sure to bring a sweater! I know you get hot easily but it’s seriously cold outside.”

“I know I know, I’ve gotten better about wearing one these past few days.” You smiled, Sophia was a kind person. “I’ll see you then.”

“See you later!”

The call ended and Sophia sat her phone on the cushion. “So, what did you need to talk about?” She asked her dad who took his attention off the screen.

“Oh—well, I wanted to talk about…” He became nervous, he was going to bring up you two’s relationship but he couldn’t seem to find the right words to begin. “About midterms.” He lied. “You’re going to pass them with flying colors!” He smiled laughing nervously. Sophia smiled, “Thanks, I think Y/n being such a good friend is what is going to make me pass.” Sophia wrapped her arms over her middle, “She’s so kind, and giving.”

Baekhyun knew this from living with you for the past few days, he was seeing the Y/n that Sophia saw. He nodded at Sophia’s words, his hands laced together in his lap. “So what’s all this about a spa night?” He asked raising a brow at Sophia who giggled. “You know! How you used to do to me when I was younger. You would put a mask on my face while my feet were soaking. Then you would make a ‘alcoholic drink’ and pretend I was an adult.” She explained.

Baekhyun let out a laugh, “You always thought you were drunk after three sips. Even though it was grape juice.” Sophia punched her dads arm in embarrassment.

“Ugh, I was a child. You know what the placebo effect is.” She rolled her eyes, she missed the old times when she was younger.

“It was so funny to see you walk back to your room like you were dizzy, holding onto the wall and everything.” Baekhyun clutched his stomach as he doubled over laughing. The memories came flooding back.

“Anyways.” Sophia tried changing the subject. “What were you doing the week I was gone?” She asked curiously, she knew he had to been working.

“Nothing much really.” An entire god damn lie. “Just work, checking emails, having lunch with a friend.”

“Sounds exciting.”

“Yeah.” He snorts, “Hows your mom?” He asked timidly, folding his arms over his abdomen.

“She’s good, she seems to be feeling better these days. Her therapy has gone well, the cancer is almost gone.” Sophia’s voice dropped slightly, she never enjoyed talking about her mom with her father. She knew Baekhyun held some sort of resentment against her.

“That’s good.” Was all he said, he knew he had to be civil at least. Asking about her every time Sophia saw her was the only time he’d ask. He felt horrible she had cancer and underwent treatments. Even after all the horrible things she’s done he couldn’t wish that kind of harm upon her.

Sophia pressed her lips together, feeling awkward. “I’m going to go study for a bit, I’ll let you know when Y/n’s on the way.”

Baekhyun nodded, offering his daughter a smile as she left the living area. His mood felt down, thinking about his ex always was a downer. He pouted, pulling out his phone to see you as his lock screen. A picture he snapped of you eating breakfast one morning, you had a milk mustache and Baekhyun thought it was adorable. A small smile found it’s way on his lips remembering the moment. Of course you were the one thing to brighten his mood. He swiped to his messages, sending you a text. He thought maybe you’d be asleep by now, until he god a reply back. “Hi Byun.” You replied, looking at your phone. You were wrapped in a thick blanket, your heater on full blast with your phone up to your face. Baekhyun laughed, asking what you were doing.

“I’m trying to take a nap but it’s hard to when you’re not here.” Y/n pouted sending the text, she felt lonely in her bed it’s not even been a day since you two last slept together. Just being in his arms was enough for you.

Baekhyun covered his mouth with his hand to stop the smile that was about to adorn his lips. He shook his head before typing. “You have to sleep peacefully without me~”

Your pout turned into a frown, you seriously were doubting sleeping tonight because of the fact. “I don’t want to.”

“Okay brat.”

A grin replaced your pouting lips as you reread the text over again.

“Brat?”

“That’s what you are?” Baekhyun insisted. “Now go nap sleepy.”

You smiled, “Fine, you took my plush that I sleep with though.”

“I did? I’m sorry, I’ll give it back :(“ “No, keep it. I’ll just have you make it up to me.” You replied. Baekhyun raised a brow at your text, were you testing him? “Make it up to you? How do you think I should do that?”

“Buy me ice cream.”

“Of course that’s your request.” He laughed to himself, “Go to sleep little one, now.” He clicks off his phone, chucking it onto the couch.

Your alarm woke you up, your brows furrowing at the sound. Sitting up to stretch you shut off your phone, standing to get ready for you and Sophia’s girl night. You both hadn’t done something like this in a while, going out to get your nails done together, or getting facials. You both were just busy with school, or too tired.

“I’m on the way.” You texted Sophia as you started your car, turning the heat on. Your body shivered as it took a while for the car to blast warm. “Ok!” She replied.

You got another text, this time from Baekhyun.

“Drive safe. Make sure you turned everything off in your house.” You smiled at the text, you were sure you turned off everything. On the way to Sophia’s you picked up a nice bottle of wine, you knew drinking was something you rarely did. But tonight would be an exception.

Knocking on Baekhyun’s front door, he was the one to answer. He was just as you left him, messy hair with his glasses on. A warm sweater and his cute little bear slippers. Your heart swelled when you saw his smile.

“Hey.” He greeted.

“Hello again.” You giggled as he let you in, closing the door behind you.

He slapped your ass playfully as you walked in front of him. You turned around looking at him with wide eyes. “She’s still in her room.” He chuckled at your shocked expression. “Don’t worry. I’ll behave.” He said pulling you close to plant a kiss on your temple.

Sophia greeted you as she finally came to the living room, “Y/n!” She smiled brightly, running to hug you. Her tight embarrass made you smile.

“I missed you too.” Your giggle reaching her ear, you revealed the bottle of wine you brought. Baekhyun shook his head, face palming when Sophia could see him. Drunk Y/n was going to be a handful.

“Ooo! Good choice, I feel like getting drunk tonight.” Sophia winked, taking the bottle and sitting it on the counter of the island. “Come.” She beckoned you toward her room.

You followed, looking back at Baekhyun when Sophia wasn’t looking. He winked at you, his hands in his pockets casually as he walked away.

“So dad’s cooking tonight, I’m not sure what but he said he’d make something special.” She began as she plopped on her bed. “Do you want the pink headband or the red one?” She held up the two options, you grabbed the red one. “Good choice, now, we have three options for face masks. One is a clay mask, two is a sheet mask, and three is this stinky mask I haven’t used in forever.” Sophia laughed.

“I think I’ll pass on number three, how about clay masks?” You smiled laughing at her scrunched nose.

“Good good, lastly we have a nail color! Dad knows how to paint nails, I taught him when I was younger.” She showed you a selection of polish, you plucked the red bottle. “Oh? Red again? Is somebody in the mood or what?”

You snorted, hitting her shoulder. “Of course not, I just like the color red.” Your cheeks were slightly warm, you only figured out red was Baekhyun’s favorite color. Naturally you were subconsciously choosing the option.

Sophia clasped her hands together, “Alright! Girl’s night commence!”

“This smelled minty.” Baekhyun commented as he brushed the clay mask onto Sophia’s face.

“I know, it’s the one you bought me a few weeks ago.” She said. You sat on the opposite couch, your legs crossed as you watched Baekhyun’s hands.

“Alright, Y/n. Your turn.” Sophia called, getting up from her spot. You hesitantly got up, sitting where she just was. You felt awkward almost, who’s friend interacts with their friends dad this way?

Well who’s friend fucks their friend’s dad anyway?

Baekhyun gently applied the mask, being careful to keep his distance. He found you to be too cute with the red headband over your head. You looked adorable sitting so still holding you breath each time he got too close. He just wanted to kiss your lips, ignore every rational thought in his mind.

“Ok!” Sophia exclaimed, “Movie time.”

The two of you sat together, immersed in the movie Sophia picked. It was some old scary movie you hadn’t seen. Baekhyun left the room to give you two “girl time.” You could see the pout on his lips as he left to his office room.

“Want some?” Sophia asked offering you some popcorn. You reached over taking a few pieces, popping some in your mouth.

“I was thinking…” She began, chewing a mouth full of popcorn. How lady like. “What do you think about camping?” Her question made your ears perk up

“Camping? Hmm…” You tapped your chin, “I’ve never been camping properly, maybe like a tent in the back yard.”

She laughed shaking her head, “In your back yard? Y/n we have to go, dad has been talking about it for weeks now.” Sophia smiled.

You nodded, “Well, I guess it would be fun.”

“Of course! We should go this weekend before school. We can stay up all night—“

Sophia’s snores filled the air, you shook your head as her words from that night played back in your head. “We can stay up all night talking!”

You left her tent, zipping it close. You walked over to Baekhyun’s tent, zipping it open to enter. You saw him on his back, looking up through the clear tent’s roof. His eyes shifted toward your figure, crawling in his tent to sit beside him.

“Hey.” You whispered, a smile on your face.

“Well Hello.” He chuckled. “She must have fallen asleep, she never stays up late.” Baekhyun smiled, turning on his side to face you. His dewy cheeks and fluffy hair made your heart warm. Of course he looked so charming in this moment.

You giggled, reaching over to caress his cheek. “I just wanted to see you before I went to sleep.” Your hand began to fall back to your side before Baekhyun’s hand caught it, leaning into your touch.

“I’m happy you did, I wanted to see you as well.” His handsome smile displayed over his lips, his eyes peering into yours.

“Goodnight, Baekhyun.” You felt hot all of a sudden, having all his attention on you in such a closed space. You moved to leave, but Baekhyun’s hold on your wrist held you back. “Yes?” You turned your attention to him.

“Don’t leave, stay for a while. I’ll wake you up early so you can go back to your tent.” Baekhyun pouted, tilting his head at you.

You sighed, looking at him with a stern look. “Baekhyun you know what I said before we came here.”

He let out a whine, “But Y/n—“

“No but’s, you promised me. Remember?” You were referring to when you told Baekhyun you two would have to act normal on the trip. You weren’t ready to confess to Sophia yet, your gut feeling telling you to wait.

Baekhyun sighed looking down at your lap. His hand slide from your wrist to your hand, caressing it gently. “Okay.” He looked back up at you, “I’ll be good.” He leaned up to whisper in your ear. “For you.”

You hardly slept last night, tossing and turning from the lack of warmth. Your personal body heater in the next tent over put a frown on your lips. You wanted to curse Baekhyun for being so warm and addictive. You felt lonely in your giant sleeping bag waking up, your bones popping once you stretched. You felt the air hit your face as you unzipped your tent. You saw Baekhyun by the fire, sipping from a coffee cup. His messy hair and giant sweater made him look so cozy, let a lot being ride beside a campfire.

You walked closer, looking over at Sophia’s tent to see she was still asleep. Letting your hands cover his eyes you giggled when you heard the small gasp leave his lips.

“Y/n.” He whined quietly, pulling your hand from his face. You leaned over to kiss his cheek.

“Good morning.” The smile on your face brightened Baekhyun’s mood. He woke up a bit cranky from not being able to hold you all night. His arms empty and his tummy cold, he didn’t have anything to hold to his chest and rest his chin on.

“Now it is.” He chuckled, pulling you to sit beside him. He wrapped the blanket his had over his shoulders around you as well. You scooted closer, wrapping your arms around his side.

“I couldn’t sleep last night.” You continued to whisper, unsure when Sophia would wake up.

“Me either…” Baekhyun frowned, he rubbed your shoulder with his thumb. “I got cold.”

You cooed at him, scrubbing his chin. Baekhyun basked in your attention and touch.

“Don’t worry, Baek.” You giggled, “It won’t be too long.” Reassuring him only made him pout, resting his head on top of yours. You grinned at the contact, it wouldn’t be much sooner but you were still worried. The timing had to be right to tell Sophia.

You heard rustling from the tent beside you both, you scurried away from Baekhyun sitting on the log across from him.

“Morning.” Sophia yawned as she stood from her tent stretching. “It’s so cold out here.”

“Good morning.” You and Baekhyun said in unison, sharing a look before you held in a laugh. Sophia sat by Baekhyun, sneaking into the blanket he was holding around him.

“So!” She said smiling. “How about hiking today?” Baekhyun shook his head.

“As long as you didn’t forget to bring your gloves, your fingers will get cold.” He scolded sipping from his cup.

“Yeah, I actually did this time. Let’s take the same trail since we didn’t finish it last year.” Sophia sniffed, her nose began to run from the cold. “God it’s so cold.” She stuck her hands closer to the fire. “Y/n how are you only wearing that?” She exclaimed.

You were wearing one of your long sweaters and a pair of leggings. You were a bit cold but not too bad. “I’m not freezing, yet.” You giggled, wrapping your arms around yourself. “I could use a shower though.” The sigh left your lips wasn’t missed by Baekhyun.

“There’s a hot springs near by, we could all clean up tonight after hiking.” Baekhyun explained, “It’s usually empty at night, a lot of people come to this spot this time of year. But they’re never out after dark…” He trailed off

Sophia groaned. “Don’t even say it.”

“Because of the monsters in the woods.” He continued ominously, trying to scare Sophia. He broke out in a laugh when she pushed his shoulder standing from the log.

“Anyways! We should eat and set out to the trail!” She chirped.

You didn’t pack a pair of gloves, luckily Baekhyun had an extra pair to lend you. You were wrapped in one of your huge snow coats, two pairs of fuzzy socks and thick boots. You were not about to freeze.

“This view is gorgeous.” You whispered as you three hiked further up the mountain. Sophia was leading the way talking about random stories.

“Not as gorgeous as you.” Baekhyun whispered passing you, his hand running along your waist. Your cheeks blushed, his sudden comment and smirk flustering you. You followed behind, the crunch of the snow under your boots becoming numbing. Sophia stopped, her hands on her hips as she stood before the edge of a cliff.

“This is a sight, be careful though.” She turned her head to smile at you. “Come.”

You walked hesitantly, you were afraid of heights. You looked for a second before running away from the edge back to Baekhyun running into his arms.

“U-Uh.” Baekhyun stuttered with wide eyes, laughing it off. “Did that scare you Y/n?”

Sophia laughed, walking from the edge to pat your back. “If you were scared you didn’t have to look.”

You pouted, the adrenaline causing you to feel dizzy. “I hate heights.” You realized you were holding onto Baekhyun before you cleared your throat and stepped away. “Sorry.”

Sophia treaded on, leading you two to another location. “Are you guys getting thirsty?” Baekhyun asked, sliding off the backpack from his back. Sophia nodded, you only stood there unable to answer. You were feeling tired, you felt as if you were sweating but felt so cold at the same time.

“Here,” Sophia handed you a cup of a hot liquid. “Hot chocolate.” You accepted it, bringing the cup up to your lips to chug the whole cup. You felt a little better, maybe you were just thirsty?

Baekhyun looked over, observing your swaying body as you took short steps to lean against a tree. His brows furrowed, walking over to you.

“Y/n?” He called. Your head turned to his voice, your eyes were tired. He noticed the sweat gathered on your forehead along with your pink nose and cheeks. “Are you alright?” Baekhyun tilted his head, “Here, have mine too.”

You took the cup, but somehow you felt too tired to drink it. Baekhyun lifted your hands for you, tilting your head back to help you. You swallowed the warm drink, but still felt so dizzy.

“I’m okay.” You assured him, “Sophia’s looking.” Baekhyun turned as you whispered to him, nodding.

“Just tell me when somethings wrong.”

You three continued up the path, the further you went the worse you felt. You were sweating even more, your breathing felt labored and your foot steps grew heavier.

“B-Baekhyun.” You felt your knees give out and you fell to the ground on your hands and knees.

Sophia was the one to turn around first, rushing to your side. “Y/n! Are you alright?” She searched your face, seeing the sweat over your neck. “Oh my god, you’re burning up.” She unbuttoned your jacket, taking it off your torso. “We should turn back around and get back to the camp.” Sophia sounded so sad.

“N-no, let’s get to the cabin.”

“But you can’t even stand Y/n.” Sophia rubbed your shoulder, “You can’t push yourself.”

“I’ll carry her.” Baekhyun offered. Inside Baekhyun was yelling at himself, he should’ve known something was wrong earlier. He wanted to apologize a million times, but now wasn’t the time with Sophia here. His heart ached seeing you on the ground for longer than needed.

Sophia nodded, “The cabin is closer, can you carry her there?’

“Here, help her up.” He crouched in front of you, holding his hands behind him to catch your weak body as Sophia helped you stand. Your cheek rested on Baekhyun’s shoulder, your arms loosely wrapped around him. His hands hooked under your legs to hold you up.

“Can you carry my backpack?” He asked Sophia who nodded, “Let’s hurry.”

“I’ll walk ahead to see if someone can help.” Sophia stated before running further before you and Baekhyun.

“Y/n.” Baekhyun cooed when Sophia was out of ear shot. “I’m so sorry. I should have known you weren’t well.”

“How could you have possibly…” You stoped to inhale, “Possibly known I would collapse.”

He frowned, looking ahead. “But I feel so horrible, I’ve never seen you like this. I was so scared.”

Baekhyun’s voice was vulnerable.

“It’s okay Baek.” You rubbed his chest, “Don’t think about it, you’re saving me now.”

He let a small smile take over his face.

“My Prince Charming.” You rubbed the top of his head. “I’m so sleepy.” You yawned, “I think im going to sleep…” Your words trailed off.

To Baekhyun’s shock your body went limp, had you passed out? He tried to hurry up the mountain, reaching the cabin in a rush. Baekhyun found Sophia talking to the owner of the place explaining their situation.

“Oh my, please bring her this way.” The older woman said once she saw your sweaty face and red cheeks.

“She can rest here till she wakes up.” She shook her head, “Poor girl, she probably was dehydrated or sleep deprived.”

Baekhyuns mind went back to your words this morning. “I couldn’t sleep last night.” Did you toss and turn the entire night because he wasn’t by your side? His heart sank at the thought, you couldn’t lose sleep over this factor.

“Are you alright?” Sophia asked coming closer to sit by Baekhyun who pulled up a chair by the bed you rested in.

Baekhyun cleared his throat, looking from you to Sophia. “Y-yeah.”

Sophia raised a brow at her father. “Somethings up, did something happen between you two?” She asked.

Baekhyuns heart pounded, did she know? There was no way she knew when you two haven’t been obvious around her. “No—“

“Dad, I know.”

His eyes widened. “I know she’s your favorite friend of mine, but she’ll be okay. Dont worry too much, we’ll all have snores when she’s better.” Sophia smiled.

Baekhyun exhaled quietly, the sudden shock leaving his body. “Y-yes. She’ll be alright.”

You woke up in a warm room under a thick blanket, you looked around seeing Baekhyun’s arms crossed over his chest as he stared down at the bed.

“Baekhyun.” You called, your hand reaching for him. You felt like a child in the moment, wanting to hold him and be near him so badly. You just felt so dumb and helpless for letting yourself collapse.

He looked over, with worried eyes. “Y/n.” He whispered looking down at your hand emerging under the blanket before holding it with both his hands.

“Where is Soph?” You asked, letting your head rest against the pillow.

“She went to order lunch for us. We’ve been here for a bit, but dont worry.” He smiled down at you, “The lady that owns this establishment is very kind, she’s letting you rest till you’re okay.”

“That’s so nice of her.” You pouted, “I feel bad, I should’ve said something earlier. I’m sorry for ruining the hike up here.”

“Don’t blame yourself too much, we all push ourselves too far sometimes.” He rubbed his thumb over the back of your hand comfortingly. “Sometimes it results in a lesson.”

“Thank you..” You looked away from him in embarrassment. “For carrying me here.”

“Hmm, I believe you referred to me as your Prince Charming?” He teased giving you one of his bright smiles as he laughed.

“I don’t recall such words coming from my mouth Byun.” Ignoring the whole ordeal together seems to get another laugh out of Baekhyun.

“Yeah, yeah.” He shook his head, “ You owe me.” He stuck his tongue out at you, you knew he was joking.

The door opened suddenly, Sophia entering with a tray of bowls. “I hope you guys like soup—“ Her words were cut off by the sight of you two holding hands. “You guys alright? Did something happen?”

Baekhyun looks down at your guy’s hands before he looks back at Sophia. “I was just seeing if she was cold.”

Sophia nods before smiling, “Alright! We’re having warm vegetable soup. The nice grandma cooked this especially for us.” She sat the tray down then proceeded to give you two bowls of hot soup.

“This smells so good.” You groaned. Bringing a spoonful to your mouth you moaned loudly. “Oh my god.” Baekhyun side eyed you, your noises testing his patience once again.

Sophia agreed clapping her hands together happily. “She let me help her cook this, she was talking the whole time about how many people have visited today.” “Wow, that’s nice of you Soph.” Baekhyun smiled at his daughter. “She probably could use the help, I haven’t seen any other staff.”

“She has a grandson working with her…” Sophia said shyly, you noticed her cheeks tinge pink.

“Oh?” You said with a tilt of your head, “A grandson hmm? Is he around your age?”

“Y-yeah. He helped us cook as well, he was talking to me about..” Her words trailed off as a smile was brought to her face.

You cooed at her dopey expression. “Sophia has a crush.” You teased.

Baekhyuns brows furrowed looking from you to Sophia. “Who is this boy?” He questioned defensively. You noticed it right away, Baekhyun was one of those dads. Not on your watch.

“His names Sungwoo.” She held her cheeks as she gushed over just his name.

“I can’t believe it!” You gushed with her, mimicking her actions. “You like him hmm?”

Sophia nodded with a smile. “He’s really nice.. he gave me his number.”

“How forward.” Baekhyun grumbles. You scoff, as if he’s one to speak about forwardness. The first night you two met replaying in your head.

“I think it’s cute, I say go for it. You’re young.”

“I think you should block him.” Baekhyun commented. “Who knows what he wants.”

“It’s not like that.” You and Sophia both said in unison.

Baekhyun grumbled something else incoherent before finishing his meal.

“Were you hungry?” You asked slyly, he most likely ate fast so you three could leave. He looks at you with a glare almost, but it softens at your playful smile. He couldn’t argue with you but he was upset about Sophia being interested in some boy. He rolls his eyes, he was wrapped around your finger and you knew it.

The hike back down the mountain wasn’t as hard as going up, you felt better but you wanted to wash up desperately.

“The hot spring’s empty! We can take turns bathing, I’ll go first if you guys don’t mind. Sungwoo wants to meet for a walk.” Sophia giggled as she skipped away toward the hot springs.

You looked from Sophias disappearing figure to Baekhyun. His eyes were on yours, his head tilted curiously.

“Hm?” You asked tilting your head to mimic him.

Baekhyun smiled, “You just look so pretty.” His simple compliment made your stomach fill with butterflies.

“What do you want.” You crossed your arms, he had to be sweet talking you for some reason.

“You, specifically.” He pouted.

“No Baekhyun.” You pointed at him, “Don’t try to coax me. Because it’s so hard to say no.” You stood from the bean bag chair to distance yourself. You knew if he touched you just once you’d fold and say yes a million times.

Baekhyun laughed loudly, “Aww, but Y/n. We’re all alone, I miss you.” “Baekhyun I’m literally right here.” You rolled your eyes at his attempt. “You’re not very convincing.” You teased.

Baekhyun pouted till Sophia came back, in a new set a clothes from washing. The sun had set and the moon was bright enough to light up practically everything. “Oh my god, the hot springs was amazing. But I gotta go. I’ll see you guys later.” Sophia winked at you and waved to her father who sat with a permanent pout. You giggled as she scurried off before Baekhyun could say anything.

“Well, I’m going to wash up. I feel so gross.” You sighed picking up your change of clothes.

“Be careful~” He waved as your figure disappeared.

You stripped, quickly stepping into the hot water. Goosebumps covered your skin at the difference in temperature. You covered your chest as you entered submerging ourself fully. You relaxed, closing your eyes as your arms swirled in the water. Your mind replayed the events of today, you felt horrible. If you would’ve spoke up none of it would happened. But then Sophia wouldn’t have met that guy she seems interested in.

Maybe you were the worlds best wing man? You giggled to yourself as you washed up in the hot water. Steam rose off the surface and into the cold air. You would sigh every time your body reentered the water, it warming your whole body.

You yelped hearing a twig snap, turning toward the sound.

“Y/n?” Baekhyun called, he smiled at your arms covering your breasts. The water rippling around you as you turned to look at him.

“W-what are you doing here? What if Sophia—“

“She’s not back yet, my love.” He says, walking toward the water until it reaches his waist. “Oh..” You looked down at the reflection of the sky in the water, the moon shinning brightly. Baekhyun thought you looked gorgeous, the moonlight shinning over your back’s delicate skin. The water droplets rolling down your body.

He grinned, tilting his head. “Y/n.” He called once more, you lifted your head turning to look at him. He curled his finger under your chin, bringing your lips to his. You felt him smile into the kiss as he pressed his chest against your back. Your cheeks became warm, his beating heart thumping against your shoulder blade. He pulled back, resting his chin on your shoulder. His arms wrapped around your waist, clasping in front of you.

“This is pretty romantic.” He commented, “I’d love to make love to you under the moonlight like this, you look so beautiful.”

His words make your lips spread into a smile, covering your face with your hand flustered. “Stop.” Your tone told him you were embarrassed. He chuckled, the deep vibration tingling your back. You turned around in his arms, the moonlight hitting his every feature.

“You look as charming as ever.” You complimented, wrapping your arms around his neck. He leaned down with a smile to peck your nose.

“The moonlight is just so bright tonight.” He comments, looking up in the sky. You join him, your eyes finding the black sky littered with stars and the very full, bright moon. You felt Baekhyun’s thumb rub circles on your lower back.

He looked at your dazed expression as you admired the night sky, your curious eyes looking as mesmerizing as ever.

He thought this was the perfect moment.

“Y/n?”

Your eyes drifted to his, a grin on your lips. “Hmm?”

“Will you be mine?”

You blinked a few times, unsure if he was asking you the question you thought he was. “B-Baekhyun.” You stuttered, your cheeks red from the sudden pressure.

“Well?” He chuckled at your wordless reply.

“Yes.” You said, “A thousand times yes.” You pulled him down kissing him deeply. Your heart was beating out of your chest, you were sure he could feel it.

He smiled against your lips, cupping your cheek as you both pulled away. “So it’s official now.” He whispered to you only, “I can’t even believe I can say you’re mine.” Baekhyun shook his head, his eyes became glossy. “Is this not a dream?” He leaned down to kiss you once, pulling back to still see you were very much real.

You caressed his cheek lovingly. “This is reality.”

“So it’s you.” He calls, “You’re the one?” Baekhyun’s question slightly confuses you.

You tilt your head in question. “You’re the one I worship and adore.” His eyes are sparkling, you saw the stars in them as you looked closer.

“Baekhyun.”

“Yes, my love.”

“You’re making it hard to not fuck you.” Your words made Baekhyun chuckle, he knew you wanted to stay away from the activity while you guys were camping.

“But, I don’t want to fuck you.” He poked out his bottom lip. “I wan’t to make love to you.” His hand rubbed your hip comfortingly.

“But..”

“Mhm.” Baekhyun slid his hand down further, reaching your clit. You gasped your brows furrowing instantly.

“Baek.“

“Kitten?” He answered. And there it was, that damned nickname. He chuckles, leaning by your ear. “Even though I call you such a pet name, I’m the one with a collar around my neck.” His words made your thighs squeeze together. He wasn’t wrong, he was very leading and dominant in bed. But contrasting that side, Baekhyun would do any and everything for you. Serving you as if he were your pet, you were the collar on his neck.

“I like the sound of that.” Your lips grazed his neck that was so close. “I really want to leave marks over you.” Your confession made Baekhyun’s stomach burst with butterflies. “Your skin is so pretty and flawless. Such a pretty color.” Your hand ran down his abdomen till it brushed over his cock.

“I know I said we weren’t going to do this on this trip. But—“ You were cut off by Baekhyun pinching your clit. “But you make it so hard to say no.”

Baekhyun smiled onto your skin, placing a kiss on your shoulder. “You’re irresistible. I’m sorry, I can’t keep my hands off of you. And then all of a sudden I can get you alone, I can only thank god for the moment.”

You giggled shaking your head, “You’re charming aren’t you?”

“If you say so kitten.”

“Hmm, okay puppy.”

“Puppy?”

“You have a collar, you’re my puppy.” You argued.

“I think you’re so cute.”

“Enough talking.” You joked as you kissed over his neck, stroking him gently. Baekhyun’s eyes shut as his forehead rested on your shoulder.

His finger slowly continued it’s ministrations on your clit, stuttering your movements. “I can’t—“

“Yes you can.” He said lowly, his finger pressing harder in your folds. “Your thighs are so thick I can barely fit my hand in there.” He chuckles. “I would prefer them around my head if we’re completely honest.”

Your kitty clenched at the though, his words sending shivers down your spine. “Sit on your face?”

“Yes, Kitty.” Baekhyun pulled back to see your flustered face. “I think we should head back, someone might see us. Even though, seeing you in the moonlight like this seems so surreal.”

His flirting was honestly so endearing, he never quit trying to pull you. Even if he officially had you all now.

“Let’s go.”

You let your thighs rest on either side of Baekhyun’s head as you hovered over his waiting lips. You were nervous but so ready at the same time. You knew Baekhyun had such a skilled tongue already.

“Sit.” He commanded, spanking your ass. You yelped jolting up, “Down.” He added with a chuckle, guiding your hips to his tongue.

“F-fuck.” You stuttered, matching your hips as you felt sensitive to his mouth. Baekhyun listened to all the sounds you made as he pleased you. Every small gasp or loud moan you let out, all traveled to his ears. He closed his eyes in ecstasy as you grinned against his face slightly. He couldn’t contain the grunts that were escaping his mouth only to be muffled. He felt himself getting extremely hard, at the bare thought of how wet you were made his cock twitch.

“Puppy..” You moaned as his tongue lapped at your clit expertly, your hands entangled in his hair, pulling the strands when he made you feel too sensitive.

Baekhyun thought the nickname was cute, precious even, such a suitable nickname for the one you had on a leash. He couldn’t think about anything else but making you feel good. He craved the result of you being breathless after he fucked you till orgasm. It was a treat for him.

Baekhyun’s hand spanked you, earning a surprised moan. He loved that specific noise, it was so raw and in the moment.

You called Baekhyuns name as you felt yourself getting closer to your orgasm. But he held your hips still, pulling back resting his head on the pillow.

“Get on your back, kitten.”

You didn’t question his command, quickly following his words. Baekhyun peered down at your body, letting his hand travel over your collarbones down to your breasts. He teased one of them, pinching you playfully to get a noise out of you. Your hands shot up to shield your chest as he pinched you once more. His eyes shifted to yours, curiously. You pouted shaking your head. “Okay, my love.” He smiled, leaning down to kiss your head. His hand trailed down to your sex brushing over it slightly before traveling down your thigh. He sat between your thighs, wrapping them around his waist as he asked for permission to fuck you.

You nodded shyly.

He didn’t hesitate, slowly sliding himself in. Baekhyun felt himself bottom out, the sensation made your toes curl. “Hmm? That felt good?” He teased, moving slowly. Baekhyun’s hips rolled into yours slowly, he knew how you liked it by now. Your arms relaxed above your head, causing Baekhyun to look up at them. He reached up, holding them down.

“I do like having this sense of control, sometimes it feels like you’re inviting me to take it.”

You didn’t know how to respond, his words rendering you speechless as usual. “I-I—“

“You’re begging for me to.” He cooed down at your stuttering form. He let his hand rest over your tummy. “I’m right here, baby can you feel that?”

You moaned at his words, he was dirty talking you so often it made you forget this was a normal conversation. “Baekhyun, fuck me.” You commanded with furrowed brows. You were concentrated on his thumb rubbing circles in your folds.

“As you wish, Kitty.”

Baekhyun leaned down to kiss your temple as his hips sped up. You felt the familiar feeling from earlier return as he did. You knew you wouldn’t be able to last long.

You heard a twig snap and the crunch of leaves. You both froze.

“I’m back!” Sophia’s voice announced.

You looked at Baekhyun with wide eyes.

Her footsteps passed the tent over to her own. “Guess they’re both knocked out.”

You let out the breath you were holding when you heard her tent zip up. You were lucky the tents were distances away you couldn’t hear talking in the next tent over.

“Baekhyun.” You whispered still nervous.

He looked down and saw the scared look displayed on your face. He found it amusing. “Just keep quiet.” He put his finger up to his lips. Your eyes widened. Was he really about to finish this?

Baekhyun rolled his hips into yours, earning a quiet moan from you. He furrowed his brows before clamping hand over your mouth as he leaned down to whisper to you. “We have to play the quiet game, okay Kitten?”

You nodded, unable to do anything else. He picked up speed, his cock pounding into you as you tried to contain every moan anting to escape through your lips. Baekhyun’s hand muffled any that came out, He kissed your neck adding to your pleasure to get you off at least. If anything, he wanted you to orgasm. Mainly so he could watch your body twitch when he touched it in it’s sensitive state. Your thighs squeezed his waist as his hips grinding into yours had you on the edge of your orgasm. Your eyes rolled back and your jaw went slack as you felt it roll over you like a tidal wave. Baekhyun clamped his hand down as your muffled moans tried to escape. His hips still rolling into yours, your body started jerking away from Baekhyun.

“Baek—“ Your call of his name muffled by his hand. He kissed your temple as he chuckled.

Baekhyun pulled himself out carefully, laying beside you. He exhaled tiredly.

“But you didn’t…” You put your hand on his chest.

“Don’t worry about me, I just wanted to see you orgasm.” He placed his hand over yours, looking at you with tired eyes. “Let’s sleep, hm?”

You pouted, looking down at his painfully hard erection. There was no way he would be able to sleep. You looked at him once more before laying on your side with your back against him.

“Cuddle me.” You whined. He chuckled before obliging, wrapping his arm around your waist with your back against his chest.

You stuck your hand behind you, finding his erection and guiding it to your folds before letting it rest there. Baekhyun hisses quietly, his hips bucking into them.

“Fuck Y/n.” He whispered, “You’re so warm though.” Baekhyun couldn’t help but to sigh and give in, getting off on his cock rubbing between your lips.

You moaned quietly, this felt quite nice for you as well. His tip of his head rubbing your clit as you arched your back for him.

His hand gripped your hip, pulling you to meet his hips harshly. He moaned at the warmth of your cunt, he couldn’t believe you existed. Baekhyun’s hand traveled up to grope your breast, pinching your nipple lightly.

Your hips were meeting his when he thrusted, your thighs making sure he didn’t slip out. His dick was hard and the perfect size to lay right up against your clit.

You felt another orgasm coming on, as Baekhyun chased his first one he was on the edge of. He harshly gripped your hips, his animalistic instinct taking over as he bucked into your warm folds repeatedly. He felt himself orgasm intensely, leaking all over your clit. You fucked yourself on his pulsating cock as he finished, hearing the squelching sound of his cum all over your cunt. The sound was what made you orgasm another time, your hips pausing and thighs clenching together. You couldn’t hold yourself up any longer, collapsing against the pillow.

“God damn you, Y/n.” Baekhyun chuckled as his dick stayed between your legs, you didn’t bother taking it out.

“Leave it, it’s comfortable.

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divinefireangel · 3 years

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SF9 reaction to their s/o being horny in the middle of the night lol ty

Me being horny rn helps ig ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Warnings: Smut. A lot of it. Female anatomy. Everything is consensual. Unprotected sex. Biting. Fingering. Pussy slapping (sorry for the choice of words, I'm tired rn 💀). Dom/sub tones. Manhandling? Doggy style. Oral (R). Missionary. Kitten as pet name. Riding. Thigh riding. Face sitting. Cockwarming. Dirty talk. Lmk if I need to add more.

Youngbin

He won't wake up till his dick is like super hard

And that's gonna happen easily cause you're squirming against him

When he does wake up tho

He'll grab your hips to stop you from moving

Slowly grinds his front to your back

Pleased breaths while his eyes are still closed

"Need some help jagi?"

And he asks that in a deep ass voice conveying that he's awake

Won't think much about it tbh

He'll just pull your shorts/underwear down along with his

And fucks his cock into your wet hole

Lemme tell you it feels heavenly when he enters you

You can't help but moan out loud as your eyes roll back

Harshly bites your shoulder and neck

His expert hips do an amazing job 🤤

The pace is fast then slow

Definitely squeezes your ass harshly

Inseong

Oh he's gonna be a lil pissed that you made him horny

But he doesn't get fully hard

He will in the morning but right now

He wants to punish you 😉

Strips your lower half so quickly you don't even finish a gasp

Smacks your pussy a few times while scolding/degrading you a lil bit

"Fuck you can't keep your hands off me can you?"

"Want me to make you cum baby?"

And while he's dirty talking to you

His fingers are teasingly running over your hips and inner thighs

Just to rile you up more

His tongue enters your mouth at the same moment his fingers enter you

So relentless in his movements

Thumb is circling your clit while his whole fingers pump in and out of you

"Yeah. You like that don't you?"

And fuck you do cause you're literally shaking against his body that's on top of yours

Starts to suck on your neck when you start to clench

Jaeyoon

Oh he's just gonna groan as soon as he's half awake

Not cause he's upset

Oh hell no

He's actually very happy

Just give him a moment to wake up

"Get ready to be sore in the morning jagi"

Bites his lip as his hands roughly turn you into your front

Straddles your thighs

Slaps your ass and presses his crotch along it's curve

Pulls both of your pants till your mid thigh

Enters you whole swiftly making your legs quiver

One hands is placed next to your head and the others is holding your head to the pillow

Literal inhuman pace

Wants to make you cum quickly

And preferable more than once

Mocks your whines omg

"Fuck can you feel the bed shake baby?"

"You love it when I fuck you into the mattress?"

Loves that your night shorts are restricting your leg movements making you writhe under him whenever you cum

Dawon

Oh he isn't asleep don't worry

Smirks when he hears your breathy moans as you clench your thighs together to relieve yourself

Slowly slips under the covers

Kisses your thighs so suddenly you shriek

Also kisses your folds over your shorts

When you throw the covers off your bodies, he pulls your shorts off

"Are you wet for me baby?"

Doesn't let you answer cause he's already diving into your pussy

Licks long stripes up and down at first

Then enters you with his tongue

Nose nudges your clit

Fingers pinching your inner thighs

Arms wrapped around your thighs and hips to hold you down

Cause you're shaking so much from the pleasure he's giving you with his mouth

Purposely swears while he's sucking your clit just to make you cry out for him

Very cruel

But it's okay cause he makes you cum hard

You're chewing on your wrist just to not scream from your intense orgasm

So proud when he comes up to your face level

Zuho

He'll be half asleep when he tells you to stop and go back to sleep

And also that he'll fuck you in the morning

But you are his needy kitten right

So you turn to face him and start to trace his facial features with one hand

Your other hand slips between your bodies to cup his length over his sweats

Slowly you tease him till he's awake

But what you don't know is that he's been awake since he asked you to stop

Cause when you teased him he was reminded of how good your feel wrapped around his dick and body

Grabbing your hand he surprises you

"I'll teach you a lesson now. My sexy kitten is horny for my dick huh?"

Throws the covers off so suddenly

Pulls you to the edge of bed by the back of your knees

Spanks your thighs till they're red while dirty talking you till you're begging him to fuck you like his good kitten

Rubs your folds with the head of his veiny cock

My gosh you can feel the texture of his dick on your walls when he enters you

Fucks you senseless

He wants you leaking on the bed but at the same time he wants to punish you for waking him up

He'll hold your face in his palm to make you look into his eyes when he teases you and when he cums deep in you

Rowoon

"Stop. Please."

Cause he knows that if he's hard he will fuck you till your legs are jelly

But he doesn't have the energy for that right now

When you whine and plead while tracing his chest and abdomen

He'll give in

Obviously he will

Pulls his night shorts down till his dick is free

Strokes himself during the whole time you get up and undress your lower half

Hand rests on your hip as you straddle his naked core with yours

Groans when you start to sink down on him

Definitely wide awake when he's completely in your heat

Moving back and forth bit by bit you bite your lip and release teasing moans of his name

"Fuck please go faster. You feel so amazing around me"

So many compliments 🥺

Pushing your hair to one side you lean down to capture his lips

Kissing him desperately you ride him faster

His hands rest on your ass

Squeezing it when you clench around him

Kiss his neck to drive him insane omg

His thighs tense and his hands roughly grab your hips when he cums

Curses mixed with your name

Which triggers your orgasm too

Yoo Taeyang

Tae would've been fast asleep

If it weren't for you sighing angrily every few minutes

Then every few seconds

All you were trying to do was to relieve yourself of your horniness

Clenching on nothing but air

Tae was rather tired today but if he wasn't, he'd be all over you and in you in every fucking way he knows

"Just turn on to your side"

His voice did startle you but you obeyed

So you spoon with him being the bigger spoon

That is until he moved your shorts to a side

"Fuck. You're really wet baby."

He says as his fingers play with your folds agonizingly slowly

Teasing your entrance purposely

When you beg him not to tease you cutely

He just lifts your upper leg higher till it's bent at your knee

Pumps his cock a few times leaving you in inticipation of what he'll do next

You moan when he enters you, taking you gently

Shuddering you clench around him so much that he hisses you to stop

Driving his dick completely in your warmth he just stays there

Not moving a bit and and groaning you to stop whenever you squeezed his length

Holds you close like that till you both fall asleep

Hwiyoung

He just laughs tiredly

"Babygirl I can't right now"

Almost sounds like whining

But when you kiss his neck and grind on his thigh and ask him oh so sweetly

"Please 🥺"

Fuck his resolve breaks and he's wide awake now

Gulps and licks his lips

"I have an idea. Ride my face."

He giggles when he sees your happy yet shocked expression

Massages you thighs as you climb up to his face

His eyes never leave your core 🤭

God he's never looked so hungry for you ever

His pupils blown, breathing heavy

The moment you are comfortable over his face he just goes to town

Pulls you lower by your hips

Eyes closed the whole while

Humming in approval at the way you taste

And you totally losing it above him is just motivating him more

Your cries

Your hands pulling his hair

Or holding the headboard

Or when you lean you head on the wall when his teeth scrape your clit

Gosh he'll want to do this every single fucking time you have sex

Chani

Okay he's gonna be a little lazy

He's too tired to fuck you or even get hard or so he thinks

So he'll just stop your whining by nudging your thighs apart

And pushing his knee in between them

"Make yourself cum"

He's barely awake lmao

When your start riding his thigh, he slowly wakes up when he feels that wet patch from your leaked arousal on his thigh

Slides his hand in his own pants and strokes himself to the same speed as you hips

The other hand rides up in your shirt

Tweaks your hard nipples

Kisses your neck when you whimper

Moans your name into your ear

Presses his hard chest into your back

Starts flexing his thigh muscles to give you added pleasure

Slips the hand playing with your nipples inside your shorts

Rubs your clit at a fast pace

"Close baby?"

Tiny pecks your neck to ear when you cum from his hand and thigh

Pecks at your cheek and jaw lovingly as you calm down from your intense high

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inupibaldspot · 3 years

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Letters and Fights

Request by : @aliendoggo

Paring : Baji x Female Reader.

Synopsis: You kick Baji and then help him write a letter to make up for it

Baji has had enough! He huffed as he walked along a path which led him to a quiet place a bit out of school campus which had an area covered with bushes and trees. I'll write my letter here.

Chifuyu always helped Baji when he wrote his letters but yesterday the former ended up laughing at the way Baji made an error on his letter which was so not cool of him. Baji thought.

Now Baji was walking to this quiet area where he was sure not many people would come and interrupt him.

So he pulled out his pen placing a paper on top of a book and started writing.

Deer Kazutora,

Recently I have been studying queet a lot, I even brought glasses.

Mickey and Draken said people who wear glasses are more intilijent.

Baji was going to continue more when-. "Meow~" His ears perked at the tiny sound and he started looking around.From the corner of his eyes, he saw movement in the bushes so he started making his way.

A small kitten popped its head out and looked at him,meowing. Baji laughed to himself making him extend his hand and gently starts petting it. "Hey there."

The kitten leaned into his touching making Baji melt on the spot. Upon hearing the kitten still meowing, he smiled. "I'll bring you some food later- URK!"

Baji was sent flying. He cursed as he pulled himself up. That kick was probably as strong as Mikey's. He thought as spit out the blood he had formed in his mouth.

"You're the one who did that to Mayo aren't you?" The person started pointing at him.

"The hell?" Baji whispered in confusion as to why a girl popped out of blue,kicked him several feet away and now was shouting at him. Plus why is this girl so strong?!

"I can't believe people like you exist?! What did the Mayo even do to you?" The girl shook her head.

Baji snapped. "Who the hell are you and Who the hell is Mayo? I was just writing a letter when you suddenly came here and kicked the shit outta me!"

The person's expression flattered. "You're not the one... Ehh?" The person trailed her eyes to indeed see some stationaries lying around.

The girl suddenly did a deep bow. "I'm sorry! Recently someone has been harassing the kitten over there and even taped her mouth so that she couldn't eat." They explained. "I came up here and saw you near the kitten and thought it was you who did those."

"My name is Y/N and the kitten over there is Mayo..." You introduced yourself.

"My name is Baji Keisuke." Baji sighed, his anger dissipating. I mean... They were just looking after the cat.

"By the way I just peaked into your letter and..." You nervously played with your hand. "You have a lot of spelling errors over there."

"Wait really?" Baji approached you and picked up the letter as he leaned towards you. "Which part?"

You picked up the pen which was on the ground and pointed at the errors. "Here and here... this part too."

You suddenly beamed,clapping your hands together in realization. "How about I help you proof read your letter as a way of apologizing for the kick earlier?"

Baji beamed at the suggestion. "You will? Thanks!"

This meeting continued even after Baji finished writing his letter. Y/N said she'll always be there to help him with his studies so it became a sort of regular meeting between Y/N, Baji and Mayo.

When Baji would write his letters, you will be playing with Mayo but when you started proof reading Baji would be the one playing with Mayo instead. Baji enjoyed these moments a lot.

The way you would patiently explain where he made mistakes, the way you scrunched your nose figuring out his handwriting, the way you made baby voices when talking to Mayo. All of these made Baji feel happy? Relaxed? Content? He wondered what word could be used to describe what he was feeling.

Baji walked to their usual spot but instead of you,he saw a group of boy. There were six students and from their uniforms he could guess that they were High School Students.

A sharp cry of a cat was heard followed by laughters. On a closer look one of the boys had Mayo held whereas the poor kitten was obviously struggling. Your words on how Mayo had tape stuck on her mouth flashed into his brain.

"Damn,this cat won't stop struggling." One of the boys said. "Maybe we should tape it's limbs this time."

Suddenly a large impact was felt on his face making him drop the kitten. "What the hell?!"

"What were you doing with Mayo?!"

Baji went into crazy mode as he jumped on the boy and punching him until he passed out. The remaining boys also joins the fight.

Don't get me wrong. Baji is strong but right now he was heavily outnumbered and his opponents were high school students. They were physically bigger putting Baji in a disadvantage since Baji was only in middle school.

"Shit..." Baji huffed as his vision start to blur. He managed to beat two more of the high schooler but then three more still remained. One of him hit Baji hard making him fall onto the ground.

"You need some help?" Why the hell was he seeing you face? Just when Baji was about to pass out your face suddenly came into view.

"Go away, little girl~" The high school said in a mocking tone. Baji confirmed that you were indeed here and that he wasn't imagining anything.

"Guess you're the guys who were tormenting Mayo..."

"Mayo? Who the hell is Mayo-"

Before the boy could complete his sentence, you jumped at him,punching his face in. Before others could react you quickly turned to the other dude and kicked him,making him stumble.

The last high schooler ,taking advantage that your back was facing him was about to punch you when a suddenly blow was dealt. You turned to see a smirking Baji. "Y/N,are you a gorilla or something? Why are you so strong?"

You gasped at him. "Why would you ever call a girl gorilla?" You asked as you started punching a guy who was bout to stand up making Baji laugh loudly.

Both you and Baji huffed as you sat side by side after you finally beat the shit out of high schoolers. You turned to look at Baji. “Gonna write a letter to Kazutora-san again?”

Baji smirked and nodded. “I’m going to write everything that’s happening around so that when he comes back he wouldn’t need to try and catch up. It’ll be as if he never left in the first place!”

You smiled as you started rubbing you hand on Mayo’s head. “You’re a nice friend, Baji...”

After that both you and Baji did your usual thing.

Dear Kazutora,

I’ve made a new friend. Her name is Y/N.

And get this! She is super strong. Just now we beat the shit out of six HIGH SCHOOLERS.

I can’t wait to introduce her to you when you come back.

Y/N loves animals a lot too. Right now she is taking care of a stray cat but then she is sad since she can’t take the cat home because her mother doesn’t like them.

She is very fun to be with and smiles a lot!

Baji left a weight on his shoulder to see that you had fallen asleep on his shoulder. Mayo on your lap had fallen asleep too. Your lips were slightly open making you look adorable.

Right now she is totally passed out. Hopefully she doesn’t drool on my shoulder. Do you think she would get angry if I drew a beard on her?

Her mouth is slightly open and I think she looks cute.

Although she fights scary, Y/N is quite pretty. When ever she smiles, she closes her eyes making her look kinda adorable-

“Are you done, Baji?”

Baji flinched as he quickly stood up making you almost fall since your support stood up. “What the hell? Why did you get you so suddenly?!” You complained.

Baji quickly crumbled the paper he had written on and laughed nervously looking at you. “I did a self check and found too many errors. So I’m going to write it again.”

You noticed that his ears were rather red.

.....

“Hanaemiya Kazutora. A letter arrived for you...”

Dear Kazutora,

I made a new friend. Her name is Y/N.

She fights like a gorilla and looks like one as well. Living up to that nickname ,she is quite strong.

#GirlBoss

With love,

Baji Keisuke.

Kazutora tilted his head,confused as to why his friend had suddenly written about a girl and keeps calling her a gorilla.

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rocorambles · 4 years

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Mission: Seduce Kuroo Tetsurou

Pair: Kuroo x Reader

Genre: NSFW, Slight Angst, Fluff, Porn With Plot

Warnings: Degradation, Master/Pet Dynamics, Sex Toys, Overstimulation, Cum Play, Nipple Play

Prompt: "Guess I'll just have to cum inside you."

Summary: You really should have just spoken to Kuroo about your insecurities instead of letting everything spiral out of control. But that’s okay, your husband is more than happy to thoroughly remind you that you’re the only woman he’ll ever want.

Author’s Note: This is my contribution for my HQ Discord Server’s NSFW collaboration. There are so many talented writers on the server and I highly encourage you to check out the collaboration masterlist here to see how everyone decided to run with this spicy prompt. (Masterlist goes live Monday 31st August 11:30pm U.K. time!)

You stretch your arms over your head as a big yawn rumbles throughout your entire body. It’s too early for any sane person to be up, even the sun is barely creeping in through the windows of your apartment, but your husband has hardly been sane recently with the crazy amount of hours he’s been pouring into work. You’re lucky that you even woke up before he left and you smile as you hear your overgrown house cat rustle around your bathroom and bedroom, getting ready for the day.

“Tetsurou, hurry up so you have time to eat at least a little breakfast before you head out! You’ve been skipping it too much recently. You wouldn’t want me to leave you for one of those pro-athletes you work so closely with when you become just stick and bones, would you?”

You bite back a laugh when your husband’s messy bed hair peeks out from around the corner and hazel eyes narrow at you, but you’re not laughing when he finally saunters over to you in his suit and traps you against the kitchen counter between his long arms, leaning in so close your noses are brushing and just when you relax and close your eyes, waiting for him to kiss you, you rapidly blink your eyes open as he gives you a quick light peck before ambling off to pour himself a cup of the green tea you’d brewed. With a pout, you warm up the rice balls you’d bought last night and place them on the dining table, wrinkling your nose in displeasure at the smirk on Kuroo’s face, but it’s all forgotten as the two of you lightly chat over breakfast, Kuroo’s long legs spreading into your space across the table, your calves gently rubbing against each other as you laugh and eat. But all too soon it’s time for him to go and he gives you another loving peck before racing out the door and with a sigh, you wash the dishes before getting ready to leave for work yourself.

You love Kuroo with all your heart. Your feelings for him have only gotten stronger over the years and even after tying the knot with him, you can’t help the way your heart flutters and warmth fills your chest whenever the two of you lock eyes. But when your mind replays the teasing scene from this morning, your thighs clench and you bite your lips. Kuroo’s always been a tease and you love it as much as you hate it. No one knows how to rile you up like he does and he uses that to his advantage, rendering you a desperate, needy mess before finally making good on all his dirty promises. But lately, he hasn’t been following through. You can’t even remember the last time you’d done anything more than heatedly make out.

At first, you had tried to be patient. You know far too well exactly why he hasn’t been in the mood recently. It’s so obvious to you. It’s obvious in the ever growing and darkening circles underneath his eyes. It’s obvious in the way he can barely stay awake when you do manage to spend some time together when he comes back home from work. It’s obvious in the way he immediately passes out as soon as his head hits the pillow. Hell, even his messy bed hair that usually defies gravity seems to slump more and more with every passing day. He’s exhausted. You’ve always loved how dedicated and hardworking Kuroo is. It’s one of the many reasons you’d fallen for him and you know how important his job is to him, but you wonder if it’s time to intervene as you watch your husband walk around your shared apartment like a zombie. Also, more selfishly, you have needs and it’s been months since you’ve been stuffed full by him and really, this is all Kuroo’s fault for training your body to constantly yearn for him after all the years he spent pleasuring you over and over again. With a determined glint in your eyes, you begin to scheme. Let Mission Seduce Kuroo Tetsurou begin.

You scan yourself in the mirror pleased with how you look in a strappy lingerie set you know drives Kuroo crazy. It’s a delicate and intricate creation of lace and ribbons that barely covers you, only accentuating the curves of your figure, but you know it’s the one strip of ribbon that travels in a single bold line between your breasts and leads up to a delicate lacy red collar wrapped around your neck that will specifically catch Kuroo’s eyes. Checking the time, you excitedly perch yourself on the bed, positioning yourself seductively, candles flickering and enhancing the mood as you wait for him, but a hour passes and you unwillingly succumb to sleep, ignorant of the way your phone buzzes with an apologetic text from Kuroo, letting you know he’d be home even later than usual. Blearily you open your eyes and wince as daylight sears your vision. Wait...daylight? You scramble to sit up and check your surroundings and your shoulders sag in frustration when you find yourself still in your lingerie set, but carefully tucked into bed, blankets wrapped around your body, Kuroo’s side of the bed empty and cold. You reach over to look at your phone, getting up to get dressed for work, when you see a new text from your husband.

Sorry, kitten. You must have been waiting a long time for me last night. You looked absolutely beautiful. Look! I even took some pictures so I could remember. But maybe next time try not to fall asleep while the candles are still lit ^.^

Your face heats up at the lewd pictures he’d taken of you while you were fast asleep and your heart warms at his compliment, but you stubbornly shake your head. There’s no time to be distracted. You’re still a woman on a mission.

Attempt two takes place that weekend and you watch your husband from the shadows, lurking behind him before finally pouncing on him as he sits at his desk, answering a work phone call. You saucily wink at him as you saunter into his view and you smirk at the way he clears his throat and gulps at the sight of you dressed in nothing but his old Nekoma jersey and black thigh highs. And when you sink to your knees and arch your back just so, you almost snicker at the way he hisses when his jersey rides up and your bare ass is displayed. But he collects himself enough to firmly, but gently shove you away from him as you try to pull his boxers down and despite a few more attempts on your end, you instantly stop when he puts his phone on mute and sternly says your full name.

But Kuroo’s always been weak against your puppy dog eyes and with a slight roll of his eyes, he beckons you to sit on his bare thigh and as he calmly and professionally continues his call, you heavily pant with your tongue lolling out, drool dripping from your mouth as you grind against his strong muscles like a bitch in heat, smearing your arousal everywhere until you’re almost sliding back and forth against the taut surface. And as he clenches his muscles and digs his leg further up into you, your body convulses and he barely has time to end the call before you loudly moan as you ride out your orgasm. He whispers filthy praises into your ear about what a good slut you are, what a desperate pet you are, what a mess you’ve made all over master’s leg, but when you finally exhaustedly slump onto his chest, he peppers butterfly kisses all over your face and holds you for a few minutes before carrying you to the bathroom and washing both of you off despite your protests that you still want to play more.

He at least has the decency to apologetically kiss you for ending things so abruptly as he throws on slacks and a button-up before rushing off to work to take care of the emergency he had just been on a call about despite the fact that it’s a weekend, but you can’t help the growing insecurity that begins to eat at you as you spend the rest of that Saturday alone. Were you not as attractive as you used to be? Was Kuroo getting tired of you? Why does it feel like you’re trying so hard to get his attention? Does touching you feel like just a husbandly duty for him now? Thought after crippling thought sears through you and you have to hold back the tears that threaten to spill when Kuroo returns late that night and, thinking you’re already asleep, turns on his side with his back facing towards you and instantly falls asleep.

You muster what little resolve you have left with the last few scraps of your self-confidence for a final attempt. Raking through your mind for memories of what would hopefully bring some passion back between the two of you, you perk up as your eyes scan a black box crammed underneath the bed. Kuroo hates it when you masturbate, when you touch yourself, when you make yourself cum without him being physically present or at least on a call with you to hear all the pretty sounds you make. Surely this would be enough to finally have him fuck you senseless like he always used to. But when you purposefully time everything so that Kuroo enters your bedroom and finds you stuffed full with your favorite dildo, a wand vibrator pressed against your clit, and your back arched as broken cries fill the room, he just gives you a tired smile and sits on the edge of the bed before helping you by thrusting the dildo in and out of your gushing cunt. And it feels so good, but when you see how dull and lifeless Kuroo’s sleep deprived eyes look despite the fact that you’re laid out in an erotic display of lust, you can’t stop the sobs you let out as you climax.

Thinking you’re just crying from the overwhelming pleasure and too tired to dig further into it, Kuroo absentmindedly tosses the toys to the side and cradles you in his arms as he falls asleep, finding comfort in your familiar scent and figure, ignorant of the way your body continues to tremble as you cry yourself to sleep. And as you try to keep your sobs and sniffles as quiet as possible, you decide to abort this mission, deeming it a complete and utter failure and you struggle to fall asleep that night as self-deprecating thoughts claw at your insides. Of course Kuroo didn’t find you sexy anymore. Your body has changed a lot since your younger days. You should be grateful that you still have a loving husband, a husband who works tirelessly to help provide for the two of you, a husband who always takes care of you, a loyal and devoted husband. And despite the longing pang for something more, something primal, for your base desires to be filled, you tentatively turn in Kuroo’s arms until you're face to face and you nuzzle into his toned chest and finally find peace in the rhythmic rise and fall of his sleeping figure.

Life goes on normally after that. At least for Kuroo. He's too distracted and exhausted to notice the way your smiles are a little more forced, the way you're more hesitant about touching him, the way you wear more clothes to cover your body as self-consciousness plagues your mind. So it's just business as usual for him to excitedly tell you about the Japan Volleyball Association's annual summer beach party, but he blinks in confusion when you don't return his enthusiasm, mumbling a feeble excuse about not having a swimsuit for the occasion. Brows furrowed, he digs through the drawers of your wardrobe and triumphantly holds up a black bikini set you still have, waving aside your worries that it won't fit and that it won't look good on you anymore and that's how you find yourself a few weeks later, exiting Kuroo's car and walking side by side with him in said bikini, feeling like an ugly troll next to your stunning husband whose lean and toned muscles are on full display with him just sporting a red pair of swim trunks.

But your insecurities are pushed aside as a loud "hey, hey, hey" echoes even over the sound of the waves crashing on the beach and you can't help but grin as Bokuto runs over slapping Kuroo hard enough on the back to leave a red mark before picking you up and spinning you around as he hugs you. "Alright, that's enough, stop manhandling my wife, you big dumb owl!" Kuroo pretends to grumble at the two of you, but you can tell by the amused glint in his eyes as Bokuto finally lets you go and the reassuring hand he places on your lower back as the three of you mingle with everyone else that he doesn't really mind. But as soon as you reach the thickest part of the crowd, Kuroo quickly kisses your forehead before running off to network with some players and coworkers, leaving you alone with Bokuto.

The two of you have fun. Bokuto has always been the life of the party and you laugh the hardest you've laughed in a long time. But many drinks later and unable to keep up with his crazy stamina, you excuse yourself and find a quiet corner, drinking a glass of cold water to cool down and sober up a bit. It's been hours and you still haven't seen Kuroo since he separated from you and you're so focused scanning the venue for him that you don't notice the person drawing near you until you feel movement right next to you. Surprised you turn around and are met with a vaguely familiar face. Blond dyed hair. An ever present smirk. You don't realize how long you've been staring, trying to remember where you recognize him from, until he snorts and waves a hand in your face. "I know I'm good looking, but don't you think it's a little rude to just stare at me silently?"

You try to stutter out an apology as you finally come back to your senses, but he laughs it off and introduces himself. Atsumu. Yes, now you recognize him. Bokuto's teammate. You've seen tons of pictures of him on Bokuto's social media accounts. He's a little rough around the edges and you can feel your face heat up as he blatantly looks you up and down, eyes lingering a bit too long on the swell of your breasts, but you can feel your confidence growing, feeling truly desired for the first time in months. What's the harm in a little flirting?

The two of you banter back and forth and maybe it's the heat of the sun mixed with the alcohol still running through your veins, but you don't notice the way Atsumu inches closer to you until your thighs are pressed tightly against each other or the way he rests one arm behind you, slyly pressing it against your upper back. And you definitely don't notice how he suddenly swoops in to crash his lips against yours and you move to shove him away from you only to be interrupted by a flurry of motions and you stare in shock at Atsumu sprawled out on the ground and your husband furiously glaring down at him, fists clenched so hard his knuckles are turning white.

You react just in time to lunge at Kuroo and you tightly wrap your arms around his tense figure as he takes a step towards the blonde setter, holding him still as realization finally dawns on Atsumu when he spots your matching wedding bands and he scampers off with a rushed apology. But even when he’s long gone and nowhere in sight, you still clutch your husband, not letting go until you feel his muscles relax. You let him shake you off as he turns around to tower over you and you whimper at the fire burning in his eyes, hazel eyes almost glowing as they pin you down. You’re thankful for the loud music and lively atmosphere, ensuring no one’s paying any attention to the two of you as he tightly grips your chin and forces you to maintain eye contact.

“Someone’s been a naughty kitten. I leave you alone for a few hours and you let some other man just place their dirty paws all over you? Let them taste your pretty little mouth? If I hadn’t stopped him, would you have let him fuck your tight cunt too? Mark you up inside and out?”

You hate the way you grow wet at his words, trembling when Kuroo notices your growing arousal and narrows his eyes in disdain. But it’s the brief flicker of hurt in his eyes that finally has you digging your hands into his waist as denial and reassurances come pouring out of your mouth.

“Tetsurou, I had no idea he was going to kiss me. It happened so fast. I’m so sorry. Of course I would have stopped him if you hadn’t stepped in! I love you. I only want you.”

You stare intently into his eyes, trying to portray all your love for him through your gaze and you sigh in relief when his eyes soften at your words, but your breath catches in your throat when his eyes sharpen into a familiar gleam and a dark smirk curves onto his lips. He finally releases your chin and leans down until his hair brushes against the side of your face as he purrs into your ear.

“Prove it to me.”

Kuroo has a reputation to uphold and, not wanting to risk anyone seeing what’s about to happen, he grabs your hand and guides you through the dancing crowd, laughing and greeting a few tipsy faces he recognizes in passing, but not once does he stop leading you towards the exit and you’re quivering in anticipation by the time the two of you reach the parking lot and he roughly shoves you into the back of his car. The door has barely closed before he pulls your bottoms down, not even bothering to fully remove them as he also hastily shoves his boxers down just enough for his cock to swing out. And you almost moan at just the sight of what you’ve been lusting for all these months, a small part of you taking pride in the fact that he’s not as unaffected as he makes himself seem behind his angry facade as you unconsciously lick your lips at the sight of his already fully hard length.

You attempt to sit up and move towards him, desperate for a taste of the pre-cum leaking out of his tip, but you yelp when you’re shoved back down by a hand on your chest and you whine, only for that to quickly turn into a wail as Kuroo slams two of his fingers inside of your throbbing cunt. He growls as he rapidly pistons his digits in and out of you and you should be embarrassed by the way your cries of ecstasy and the sound of your squelching wet pussy fill the car, but you can’t bring yourself to feel any shame as you lose yourself to the delirious pleasure of your husband’s long fingers filling you, stretching you, always sure to rub against that spongy spot inside of you that makes you see stars. But when your hand instinctively reaches down to rub your clit, you’re startled back to reality when it’s slapped away and his fingers are yanked out of you.

He sneers down at you, a wicked smile twisting his face as he shoves his drenched fingers into your mouth and you obediently suck, making sure to clean every remaining drop of yourself that coats his skin. Satisfied, he finally removes his hand from your mouth and he quirks an eyebrow in amusement as you beg and plead for him to fuck you.

“Tetsurou, please. I need your cock inside of me. Please, I want it so badly. Please fuck me. Please please please. I miss it so much.”

He mockingly coos down at you as desperate tears well in the corner of your eyes. “Aww is my little kitten crying for my cock? You’re such a fucking whore. You want my big fat cock inside of you so badly that you’d cry and beg for it like a desperate slut? You sure it’s my cock that you miss? I think you’d be happy with any cock fucking you. You’d let anyone stuff you full and moan like a whore, wouldn’t you?”

And the tears finally fall as you sob and shake your head rapidly. “Only you, Tetsurou. Always only you. Please please please.” You’re still crying and incoherently babbling as he slams his entire shaft inside of you in one swift motion and Kuroo darkly smiles at the way your crying instantly turns to wanton moans at the sudden intrusion. But it’s been far too long since either of you have done this and both of you are so worked up that he knows he doesn’t have much time before you both reach your ends. And sure enough after just a few strokes he can feel your body begin to tighten and he grits his teeth at the sight of your eyes rolling into the back of your head, your head shaking back and forth, and your mouth wide open. But even as dazed as you are, when you feel the way your husband’s thrusts become uneven, you try to voice as much reason as you possibly can, fully aware of your husband’s tendency to paint your body with his fluids.

“Tetsu-Tetsurou AH- Feels so good. Hngh D-don’t cum on me. Don’t have anything to- AHHH clean it up with and- OH we need to go back to the party.”

Kuroo grunts in displeasure at your words, but he knows you’re right and as much as he loves to see you covered in thick spurts of white, the thought of anyone else seeing that incites rage in him. You get ready for him to pull out and cum down your throat like you always do when you mess around in similarly inconvenient places, ready to swallow down any evidence of your sinful deeds, but you scream when his thrusts get even harder and faster.

"Guess I'll just have to cum inside you."

And those words are the final shove you need to fall over the peak and Kuroo follows shortly after you as your pussy walls clench and milk his cock. He stays buried inside of you for a few more moments, wanting your tight walls to soak up as much of him as possible, but when he slides out of you, he quickly pulls your bottoms up, not letting a single drop escape, and you whimper as he purposefully tugs them up just a tad too tightly, teasingly wedging the fabric between your folds before finally having some mercy and letting you rearrange them. He opens the car door and steps out first, offering a hand down towards you and you grab it, gingerly standing up only to be pulled swiftly towards him and you stumble into his chest. But before you can fully find your balance, a large hand tugs your hair until you’re forced to stare up into cat-like eyes.

“I want you to keep my cum inside of you for the rest of the party. I’m not anywhere near done with your punishment. I’ll be checking at home tonight to see if your pretty little pussy is still painted white.”

The rest of the party is torturous. Kuroo doesn't let you step even a foot away from him as he continues mingling with the crowd and in any other scenario you'd love the attention he showers you with as he affectionately introduces you to countless faces, but not today. Not with your pussy desperately clenching in order not to spill a single drop of the white liquid coating your insides. Not with your touch starved body only yearning for more after getting a taste of what you've wanted all these months. And Kuroo only makes things worse with his subtle teasing.

You know better than to think any of his touches are accidental or innocent and your body is so in tune with his that it reacts to every single bit of contact he dishes out. His arm grazes over your nipples as he reaches over to grab a drink. He leads you with a hand that just happens to slip from your lower back and land squarely on your ass. He wipes your mouth for you, claiming you have a piece of food on the corner of your mouth, but that doesn't really explain why his fingers briefly slip past your lips. But all hell breaks loose when he reapplies your sunscreen for you and his hands blatantly slip under your bikini set, teasingly close to where you want him most, but always just missing your clit and nipples and when he reaches your neck, a moan escapes you at the feeling of his hand subtly wrapping and tightening around your throat.

"Tetsurou, stop teasing me! Can we go home? Please take me home. I need you inside of me again. I want you to ruin me."

Kuroo's the one who's turned you into a needy slutty mess, but it's his turn to feel flushed at the sight of you lewdly begging him to do whatever he wants to you in broad daylight, in front of hundreds of people and finally losing his self-control, he brusquely grabs your hand and once again the two of you are leaving, but this time for good. The car ride is silent, the atmosphere thick and tense between the two of you as you clench your thighs together and Kuroo tries to ignore the growing bulge in his shorts. It's silent as both of you enter your apartment and Kuroo seats himself on your couch. But you break once you close and lock the front door and Kuroo impassively stares at you as you drop to your knees in front of him and beg him to fuck you again. You know you're barely making any sense, fueled only by your cock hungry thoughts, but you pause when Kuroo raises a hand to silence you.

"Let's see if you were able to follow the one rule I gave you today, kitten."

Eagerly you nod your head and you raise yourself on your knees, spreading your thighs apart before pulling your bikini bottom to the side and you think you could cum right there and then just from the way Kuroo unabashedly stares at the white trail dripping down your inner thigh as he pushes down his shorts enough to languidly stroke his cock.

"Good girl. Did you like being my little cum bucket today? Did you like being filled by me? Bet if it were possible, you'd always want your little cunny to be drenched in my cum, right? Come sit on master's lap."

Kuroo chuckles at the way you clumsily stumble in your haste to reach him as you blather affirmation after affirmation in response to his questions and he lowers his head to affectionately kiss you, lightly nipping your lower lip before he pulls back. He moves one hand to his cock to angle it as his other hand grabs your waist and urges you to move, but you hardly need any encouragement and you both groan as you sink down on his length until you're completely bottomed out and sitting in his lap once again. Immediately you try to bounce, but you whine when strong hands hold you still and you can feel tears of frustration forming as you pout at your husband's smirk. But any annoyance is forgotten when his hands fondle and pinch your nipples through the fabric of your top.

"Look at you. I've barely done anything and you're already so worked up. Stop moving! Just sit there and take what I give you." You yelp when he roughly pinches your nipples and you cease your attempts to ride him, but you can't help the way your hips roll and grind as he continues.

"Your nipples are already so hard, kitten. Look how obvious they are even beneath your swimsuit. Were they like this all day? Is that why Atsumu couldn't take his eyes off you? You think every player there saw how slutty your nipples are? Realized what a horny desperate whore you are? I bet they all wanted to get a taste."

You wail when Kuroo shoves the fabric aside and latches a mouth onto one of your sensitive nubs, while experly flicking and rolling the other between his fingers. He alternates between the two sides and your frazzled mind can barely keep up with his actions as he switches up the motions of his fingers and mouth. He pulls off briefly and sharply tugs at your nipples. "Think you can cum just from your nipples?" You try to deny it, pleading for him to at least rub your clit, but your protests are ignored and you gasp when he dives back down and harshly sucks at one of your puffy nubs. Kuroo knows your body even better than you do and he continues to stimulate your nipples even when you topple over into an orgasm that takes you by surprise and you tightly clench around his cock as your back arches and only when you weakly paw at him to stop does he release your nipple with a lewd pop.

You playfully smack him when he teases you about what a slut you must be to be able to get off from just your nipples and you hide your face in his neck as he shamelessly thinks out loud about all the nipple clamps, suctions, and vibrators he can use on you to train you even more. But you raise your head in alarm when you feel yourself being repositioned, Kuroo's erect cock still inside of you as he lays you on your back and hovers over you.

"Tetsurou, st-stop NGH TOO SOON!"

"What did you say, kitten? Sorry, it's hard to understand you when you're moaning like a whore. Weren't you begging for this all day? Shouldn't you be thanking me?"

Kuroo thrusts sharply into you with every word and you can't think of anything other than how well he fills you, how perfectly he fits inside the cunt he's molded and shaped for himself after years of using it, how amazing the drag of his cock against your insides is. You babble thank you, thank you, thank you mindlessly over and over again, incapable of doing anything else as your breasts bounce and your body writhes underneath him. And when his hips finally stutter and he furiously rubs your clit as he adds to the mess inside of you, you break apart once again, your mind going blank as you feel the warmth of his cum sloshing inside of you.

But exhaustion slams into you as you come down from your climax, exhaustion from your third orgasm, exhaustion from being teased all day and all the barriers you’d put up finally come crashing down and Kuroo stares in horror as you sob, nothing like the pleasure filled sobs he usually wrings out of you. No, these are heartbreaking anguished cries for help and he immediately answers the call by tightly clutching you to his chest, your lower bodies still connected as he murmurs words of praise and love into your ear.

“Hey, what’s wrong, sweetheart? I love you. You know that, right? I love you more than anything or anyone else in this entire world. I’m so lucky to be your husband. You’re so good to me, so loving, so supportive, so loyal, so beautiful.”

The last word catches your attention and with a sniffle you hesitantly remove your head from his torso and look at him through watery lashes.

“You think I’m beautiful?”

Kuroo flounders for a second, disbelief choking the words in his throat, unable to understand how you could think otherwise. But when he sees the insecurity and doubt flooding your eyes he gently cradles your face in his calloused hands.

“Of course I do. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met, inside and out.”

Your heart flutters at the sincerity you see in his eyes and that’s all it takes for you to break down in his arms, wrapping your arms around his neck as you tuck your head under his chin, and he silently listens as you reveal all the internal suffering you’d put yourself through over the past months as you let your anxiety and worry mix with your doubts and insecurities, letting them fester and ferment into a self-destructive time bomb. A slow-moving process he’d been too daft to notice, that you’d been too scared to talk to him about for his sake, not wanting to be a bother or another item he needed to check off his to-do list. And while you continue shyly speaking, tears stream down Kuroo’s face and his heart clenches at the thought of how long you’d quietly suffered, putting on a happy facade for him, taking care of his every want and need during the few hours of the week he was home and awake.

Surprised to feel liquid drops plop down on your face, you quirk your head upwards and panic when you see your husband’s teary eyes and the two of you become a blubbering mess as you both try to wipe each other’s tears and soothe each other. It’s so silly to see two adults trying to out comfort each other that you accidentally snort at the strange image the two of you must make and there’s a slight pause, but then your laughter is joined by Kuroo’s trademark cackle and before you know it, the two of you are wrapped in each other’s arms, feeling the rumble of each other’s laughter through your connected bodies.

Yes, there’ll be serious conversations later about being more open and transparent with each other when something’s troubling either one of you and discussions on how you can both work on your communication. You’ll jokingly complain that Kuroo is hovering over you too much for weeks after this breakdown as he practically scrutinizes you with those perceptive eyes of his, always making sure you’re really fine. And he’ll never give you any more opportunities to doubt how much he loves every part of you when you’re screaming his name on every surface of your home. But for now, feeling infinitely lighter with all your burdens finally shoved off your shoulders with the help of your husband, you’re content to close your eyes and relish in the warmth of the lean body pressed against you.

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sakura-ame-no-ai · 3 years

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"bring a jacket next time."

pairings: tetsurou kuroo x reader

genre: fluff

notes: in japan, their way of checking the time is much different than america. they use 24-hour clocks. so if it was 1 in the afternoon, it would be counted as 13:00 for them.

a/n: it felt like some special holiday for me today and i don't know why... but seriously, how is my last kenma fanfic getting so much love istg- anyways, enjoy this fanfiction! i couldn't think of a good title for this on... :sob:

you sneeze suddenly when a gust of wind blows against your legs. it is indeed cold outside, but the shriveled leaves scraping their way down the street makes it seem much colder.

"why does it have to be so cold on a beautiful night like this..," you mutter to yourself, wrapping yourself with your arms.

too bad you didn't contemplate on bringing a jacket with you before bursting through the door with kuroo calling behind you.

well, now you feel a little guilty remembering that you lied to kuroo that you were going to buy some snacks at a nearby konbini. in reality, you just want to spend most of the night searching for some shooting stars.

you make a brief trip to the park, to which you find everything abandoned. that one big red slide that you always see children fighting to have their turn on is now empty and lonely. the swings seem motionless, too. however, they still rock back and forth every now and then when a chilly breeze rushes by. the seesaw is tilted down at an angle, making one side touch the ground full of woodchips.

you search for that favorite brown bench that has legs made out of an elegant black metal of some sort. soon, you discover it sitting under a big maple tree silently. it faces a metal fence that is as high as your waist, which a beautiful view of a huge lake stretches out on the other side of that fence. you don't hesitate to plop down and make yourself comfy on the bench, admiring the wavy reflection of the glittering stars and moon on the water's surface.

you could stare at such a view all day...

well, you would if you had brought a jacket though.

the cold night air wraps around you, trying to embrace you in a friendly way, but all it does is make you shiver and lift your feet onto the bench. you hug your knees and bury your mouth and nose inside your arms and knees, cursing to yourself about why you were stupid enough to not bring some warm clothing before setting out.

"just like i thought," a voice that sounds very familiar booms out from behind you, making you flinch.

you turn your head around to see a bedhair walk up to you with a cheeky grin.

"tetsu?!" you squeal, a little shocked that he actually know exactly where you were. "how did you know i'm here?"

kuroo is bundled up in a scarf and his nekoma jacket. he also has a thick piece of folded cloth draped over his right arm, making you assume that it's probably a blanket.

"i've never seen you that eager to do some shopping at the konbini, kitten," he replies, taking a seat next to you.

"you've always been a fan of sceneries outside, so that gave me an idea."

you give him a look of amazement, awed by the fact that he knows you very well like you're his child or something. however, it isn't long before kuroo bonks you on the head.

"you little rascal~ why didn't you bring a coat? it's like below 25 degrees celsius, and here you are, hanging out at the park, short-sleeved, and without a jacket or coat."

you whimper at his remarks.

"well, you know i was excited, tetsu..," you pout, puffing your cheeks out.

he chuckles, "nobody was blaming you, ok?"

kuroo takes a moment to peel off his nekoma jacket and place it over your shoulders. you gratefully hug it over your shoulders. other than the fact that it smells strongly of that lavender body soap you gave him, the jacket felt warm from kuroo's body heat, making you feel safe.

an unintentional smile slips onto your lips and you readjust your gaze to the sky.

"say... do you think there will be any shooting stars tonight?"

kuroo lifts a brow before fixing his gaze at the sky as well.

"oya? hunting for shooting stars?"

you nod eagerly, continuing to look up attentively.

"mhm! you told me that it's shooting star season!"

the branches of the maple tree above you sway gently, swishing its leaves together to create gentle rustling sounds.

kuroo smiles and points towards one of the stars.

"do you know how stars are formed, n/n?" he asks you, his finger directing your gaze towards the appointed star.

you squint to make a more intricate observation of the star while racking your brain, trying to remember your astrology lessons at school.

"well... don't stars form from accumulated gas and dust in space?" you finally conclude, remembering one fact your teacher has emphasized back then.

kuroo nods happily.

"yep. stars form when the gravity of the dust and air collapse together, which makes them heat up out of pressure."

he continues to ramble on about how stars mostly contain hydrogen and helium, the lightest elements to exist in the universe, and how stars are, in reality, exploding balls of gas.

you listen patiently as he explains. you are always interested in his nerdy science talk, as well as the way he is invested in his own world when a discussion related to a scientific topic arises.

it takes him a little bit to finish his explanation with a sneeze.

of course, he's not wearing his jacket. that's why.

you take off the jacket you were wearing and hand it to him.

"you're gonna catch a cold, so take your jacket back."

however, he pushes it back into your chest.

"no, kitten. you have it. i'm worried about you more."

you begin to pout, angry that he's always caring for your health instead of his own.

"no, kuroo," you say with an upset look. "this is not my jacket."

you two begin fighting about who should wear kuroo's jacket, exaggerating the possibilities of not wearing one and lecturing one another.

"that's it," kuroo sighs, looking troubled.

at first, you are confused by his words.

"what do you m-"

it was at this moment that kuroo covers the blanket that you forgot he had brought onto his back and then trapping you inside his arms, wrapping your body inside the blanket.

"there, now we're both warm," he smirks.

you take a while to understand the situation you're currently in before blushing madly. you look up at him, only to see that usual proud smirk on his face. he obviously did this on purpose.

"tetsu?! what the actual hell?!" you scream.

"oya? anything wrong?" he asks a little too 'innocently', pissing you off.

you growl back, "of course, you dumbass! people might see us and take this to like a million different wrong directions!"

"kitten, it's almost half-past 23:00. it's really unlikely that we'll be seen since most people are asleep."

you can't counter back, because that sly cat is right. most people are asleep at this time, so it's highly unlikely that you'd get caught like this with kuroo.

you have no idea how to react, so you decide to lean your back against kuroo, resting your head on his chest. at least, you realize that you feel much warmer than wearing his jacket. in the end, you start to relax, paying closer attention to the steady rise and fall of his chest while he breathes.

"do you ever see stars as memories when you look at them?" you ask kuroo, tilting your head upwards to meet his gaze.

"sometimes," he smiles, looks at one of the stars.

"like that one near that giant cloud reminds me of when i stole your meat from your lunchbox."

you cough.

"do you think this is a great time to bring this up??"

he only smirks at you. "you asked if i get reminded of anything when i look at a star."

you pout a little and fix your eyes to another star and point your finger towards it.

"well, this one reminds me of when yaku beat your ass for stealing meat from my lunchbox."

you two begin talking back and forth, saying which star represented which memory, laughing about the old days, and fighting about various things, like who should've gotten to eat that scrumptious piece of steak.

as you come back to argue about the lunchbox situation again, a white streak catches your eyes, snapping your attention back to the sky.

"look, tetsu! shooting stars!" you exclaim.

what kuroo turns his head to look at the sky with you.

sure enough, more streaks of white rain down like a slight drizzle.

"hurry up! make a wish!" you tell him before clasping your hands together before your face and close your eyes.

kuroo looks at you, then back at the sky. after a while, he closes his eyes and makes his wish.

i want to stay by y/n's side, even after i graduate.

however, he doesn't say it out loud. instead, he wraps his arms around your chest after you have finished making your wish.

for the first time in forever, kuroo gives you the most genuine smile that you've ever seen, which surprises you since you're so used to his cheeky smirks. it reminds you of honey and its sweet flavor.

"you know, kitty, we could do this next time," he coos in the sweetest voice you've ever heard him use.

"did you think i'd stop you?"

"ummmm..."

you look side-ways towards the tree beside you before give him your honest response.

"weeeeell, i thought you'd tell me it'd be too late into the night to do something like this and that i wouldn't be able to wake up if i stay up star-hunting."

kuroo chuckles, petting your head lightly with that big hand of his

"things like this are exceptions."

your eyes light up to his words. he has officially announced the permit to stay up searching for shooting stars that you adore a lot. it makes you very happy that you smile back warmly.

"thank you, tetsurou," you sigh, leaning into his chest comfortably.

"it's nothing, y/n."

he continues to stroke your hair in a soothing way as he maintains that genuine smile on his lips.

"just bring a jacket next time, or star-hunting will be off-limits."

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ticklygiggles · 3 years

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Cute little brother | Lucifer & Satan (Platonic)

A/N: Took more than a month, but it's finally here! Sweet @otomiya-tickles and I planned this little event last Valentine's Day and this is the result on my part!

I hope you all enjoy it! Especially the anon that won the event, huhu.

Summary: Lucifer just wants to finish his work, but thanks to certain little brother of his, that seems like a difficult task to do. Said little brother should be punished!

Words: 2775 (under the cut)

Lucifer stood in front of his office. Hand on the knob. He really didn't want to get in.

He was tired. Drained. Hoping to relax a bit during dinner time, but he kept thinking, in the back of his head, about the endless amount of paperwork waiting for him inside his office.

Would Lord Daivolo be too angry if he didn't finish this up tonight? Probably not, but Lucifer knew he wouldn't be able to sleep thinking about those damn papers.

Was he a little too hard on himself? Yes, he was, but letting out a long sigh, he finally opened the door and stepped in. The paperwork was still there, of course, however...

"What the f-

He quickly closed the door behind him, fearing that Diavolo would suddenly appear behind him and would see the mess that was his office.

All those documents waiting for him all afternoon were scattered all over the office floor: wrinkled, torn and even... bitten?!

Lucifer gasped, and taking another step forward, he found footprints on some of the papers. It was a rather tiny footprint and before he could hear a soft purr coming from his chair, he was already taking out his D. D. D and taping on the face of a certain brother of his.

"What?" Satan answered, he was a little breathless.

"Satan, come to my office immediately,"

"Hah?!" Satan said and Lucifer heard rustling of clothes as Satan raised from wherever he was sneaking under, highly probably, looking for the cat. "What for? I'm in the middle of som-

"Come here, I said. Right now."

It was silent on the other side of the line for a few seconds before Satan reluctantly agreed. He hung up first and Lucifer couldn't do anything else but let out another long sigh- there it went, his chance to sleep at least a few hours tonight.

Lucifer turned his head to look at the tiny cat pleasantly curled on top of his chair, fast asleep.

Lucifer chuckled humorlessly, "at least you're having a nice sleep, hm?" If Lucifer petted it, it was a secret between him and the cat.

A few minutes later, he heard a single knock against the door and with a soft flick of his hand, the door unlocked on its own.

"Come on in."

"What the hell do you... want..." Satan widened his eyes as soon as he saw the mess Lucifer's office was, his cheeks turning a little pink when he noticed the tiny footprints on the papers on the floor.

Lucifer raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest. "Would you mind explaining this?"

Satan gasped. "W-What?! How, how am I supposed to know?!" He said defensively. "It's not my problem you don't clean up your office, Lucifer," he said with a smirk, trying to hide his nervousness. "It seems like the perfect older brother, Avatar of Pride, can't even keep his office clean, huh? You're a mess."

Lucifer fought the urge to roll his eyes as he stared at his brother. "I thought I said no more cats in the House of Lamentation, Satan."

Satan flinched a little. "W-What makes you think I-

Lucifer sighed for the umpteenth time that night as he spinned his chair around. Satan widened his eyes when he found the sleeping kitty.

"I- I didn't-

"I don't have any idea how it got here," Lucifer started, his voice severe. "And I honestly don't care, but look at all this mess, Satan. These papers, I needed to finish up this paperwork tonight, but now I have to get new copies and of course you're going to help out," Lucifer said, starting to clean up the mess off his desk, even making a face of disgust when he found a ball of fur near his cup.

"What?!" Lucifer looked up. "Of course I won't help!"

"Satan, stop acting like a child-

"A child?!" Lucifer wanted to kick himself in the face. He really had to say that at this moment, huh? "So if I don't follow your stupid rules then I'm a child?"

Lucifer growled in the back of his throat as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "If you don't help me out, then you'll be punished in some other way," he said and Satan shut his mouth. "I'm giving you the chance to choose, so take it or get punished, your choice."

Lucifer stared at Satan, his brother looked down at the mess on the floor, even wincing a little when he noticed the bitten papers and, just as Lucifer followed his sight, he found that some papers were even wet and he felt like crying on the spot- his beautiful and perfect office, why-

“Fine,” Satan said and Lucifer turned his eyes to look at him. “I choose punishment.”

“Really now?”

Lucifer wanted to groan. He really hoped Satan would choose to help him get the copies. They were just copies, for Heav- Diavolo’s sake! But he knew his brother better than anyone, Satan must’ve noticed how tired Lucifer was, and what caused him more pleasure than seeing his older brother suffering?

Probably just cats.

“Suit yourself.”

As Lucifer tried to quickly come up with a punishment, the cat woke up and it ran to Satan as soon as it saw him. Satan caught it in his arms and Lucifer arched an eyebrow when he saw him smiling softly at the animal.

He couldn't help but stare at the scene. He would never say his brothers are cute, at least not in front of them, but seeing Satan smiling and even blushing faintly as the cat climbed up his arm until it was seated on his shoulder, scratching behind its ear- Lucifer though that he looked quite adorable.

Weird. Can he look just as cute on a normal basis? Of course not.

"Hehehey." Lucifer raised both eyebrows now as he heard that soft giggle coming from Satan. "What did I tell you ahahabout it?" Satan whispered, raising his shoulder to try and stop the kitten from nuzzling against his neck.

Lucifer widened his eyes slightly at the sudden idea popping inside his head. He tried to shake it off, that was way too childish and stupid, but fuck, he wanted to finish up soon! He could convince Satan to help him… even if it was doing something like this.

"Okay fine, you might as well let go of the cat." Lucifer saw Satan gulping as he stared back at him before he let the cat on the floor, purposely placing it above one paper, making Lucifer's eyebrow twitch.

The kitten ran back to Lucifer’s chair and he narrowed his eyes, shaking his head softly. “Last chance, Satan. You can help me out or receive the punishment.”

“Do you think I’m scared of you, Lucifer?” Satan asked, crossing his arms above his chest. “What’s the worst thing you could do? Hang me upside down from the ceiling?”

Lucifer’s mouth twitched, seeing Satan’s smug grin. If he was feeling any remorse from doing this childish thing, not anymore.

“Fine,” he said and with a swift move, he was right behind Satan.

“Wha- haah!” Satan barely had time to gasp before having Lucifer’s hands latching to his sides. “H-Hey! What are- ack! S-Stop!”

“Oh?”

Lucifer had started to squeeze up and down Satan’s sides. He tried to be gentle and, thankfully, Satan was so shocked that his only reaction was to tense up and clamp his arms against his sides, not causing much trouble as Lucifer tried to find the right pressure to make his brother laugh.

“Lucifer!” Satan nearly yelled. “The f-fuu-ck are you d-doING!”

Lucifer bit the inside of his cheek, trying to hold back a smile, but it was honestly impossible: Satan let out the most high pitched shriek he had ever heard before… coming from a demon and one of his brothers, of course.

“Are you a ticklish person, Satan?” Lucifer stated the obvious and before he could speak again, Satan finally let out the brightest giggles ever, surprising Lucifer.

“N-Nohohahaha! N-Not thihihihis!” Satan giggled and Lucifer nearly gaped in amaze, his fingers stopping slightly, but then quickly speeding up with the exact pressure that made Satan let out those giggles. “Luhuhucifeheher!”

Lucifer knew Satan tried to sound angry, but his laughter was so bright and, goodness forgives, so sweet that he thought Satan was actually enjoying this- but of course he knew his brother.

“I gave you a choice, Satan,” Lucifer said, getting bored of just tickling Satan’s sides. “You chose this, now take it.”

“I dihihidn’t choose thihi- ah! Stahahap!” More high pitched giggles poured out of his mouth when Lucifer moved to tickle his stomach: fingers gently clawing at the muscles around Satan’s belly button.

Lucifer could see Satan’s ears turning bright red and he suddenly thought that, even if himself was also embarrassed about this situation, this was, in fact, the perfect punishment for his naughty brother- something definitely humiliating. His plan to convince him to get those copies might work!

The clawing to Satan’s stomach was working wonders. He bent over and finally moved one of his hands to wrap around Lucifer’s wrists. Lucifer couldn’t help but chuckle, he felt Satan’s fingers holding him, but he could barely feel the force trying to push him away.

“What is wrong, Satan? Why are you so weak?”

Satan squeaked when Lucifer moved one of his hands to repeatedly poke the curve of his waist.

“Fuhuhucking stohohohop!” Satan’s knees were giving up and before he could stop it, they both were falling.

Lucifer had to stop his punishment to hold himself up and Satan took the opportunity to try to escape, he rolled on his stomach and tried to claw away, but his older brother was faster, and quickly captured him by his sides, dragging him back until he could straddle his lower back, using his strong legs to keep him in place.

“Where do you think you’re going? We’re not finished yet,” Lucifer said with a smirk on his face and seeing an opening, he sneaked his hands under Satan’s arms, making him shriek with loud cackles.

“Did I find a good spot, Satan?”

“Stohohohohop touchihihing mehehe!” Satan laughed, kicking his legs and pressing his arms against his sides, trapping Lucifer’s hands against his tickle spot. “Enough! You peheheherv! Stahahaha!”

“Who’s a pervert? Is it so wrong wanting to hear my little brother's laughter?”

“Grohohohoss! Lucifeheheher! I’m seheherious!”

Lucifer chuckled. “Are you now?” Satan cackled louder when Lucifer vibrated his fingers right on the center of his armpits. “Very well. I will gladly stop if you promise to help me out with this mess your cat caused.”

Satan shook his head right away. “Nehehehever! I rahahather die be-befohohore hehehelping you!”

“Then I won’t stop,” Lucifer said with a nod. “Not until I get tired.”

Satan tried to growl, but Lucifer’s nimble fingers were surely destroying his armpits right on the spot. However, Lucifer knew this certainly wasn’t Satan’s worst spot, he’d seen his other brothers tickling each other hundreds of times before to know each and every of their spots.

“Last chance, Satan,” Lucifer warned, his fingers nestling against the hollows of Satan’s armpits, rubbing deep circles that nearly made Satan bang his forehead against the wooden floor. “Will you help me out?”

Satan shook his head. “N-Neahahaha! Never, dahahahammit!”

“Very well.”

Lucifer was thankful the walls of his office were soundproof, because the scream that left Satan’s mouth could be misinterpreted by a scream from someone being killed, but Lucifer had simply sunk his fingertips against Satan's ribs, clawing at the bones and in the spaces between them.

“What’s this? Is this your secret spot?”

“I’LL KIHIHILL YOU!” Satan shrieked with hysterical laughter. “N-Nohahahat fuhuhucking thehehere!”

Satan threw his head back and he arched his back up, trying to escape from Lucifer’s hold against his ribs, but Lucifer’s fingers easily followed him, playing with each bone to find the one that would make Satan go ballistic.

It didn’t take long, the closer he got to the most sensitive ribs, Satan’s laughter became more hysterical and he desperately tried to get a hold of Lucifer’s hands to push them away.

Lucifer was a bit too surprised. He had seen Satan being tickled before, he had seen him laugh wholeheartedly as his other brothers wrecked him, but it was the first time he did it. It was the first time he tickled Satan to pieces and he really couldn’t help but think, (for the second time that night), that his little brother was, in fact, really cute.

“Fuck! Fuhuhuhuck, Lucifeheheher!” Lucifer thought Satan would split his spine in two as he arched up one more time when he felt the vibrations of those gloved fingers against his middle ribs. “I c-cahahahan’t! Not thehehehere!”

Lucifer arched his eyebrow, was Satan begging? Hmm… not quiet.

“Not here? I think this spot is very good, Satan. You’re laughing so much.” He felt awkward teasing Satan, but what is a punishment if you don’t make the other party feel inferior, right?

“I hahahahate you! Leheheheave!” Satan squeaked and Lucifer had to bark out a deep laugh at that.

“You know how to stop this, Satan."

Lucifer saw with amusement how Satan kept shaking his head, refusing to help him out. But Lucifer was rather patient when he wanted to be and his quick fingers weren't even tired of tickling Satan's ribs.

"Luhuhuhucifer! I fuhuhuhucking- hah!" Lucifer seriously laughed out loud when the funniest snort made Satan's nose vibrate. "Okay! Okahahahaha-

"Oh?" Lucifer had to move a little to see if his brother had actually died, but to his surprise, he was still laughing, but no sound was coming from his mouth.

Better hit the iron when it's hot.

"Satan? Are you ready to help me out with those copies?" Satan snorted and he quickly nodded. "You cannot take your word back, do you hear? I'll do this over again." Satan shook his head and Lucifer stopped when he saw his cheeks blushing brightly. "Good."

He stopped and easily lifted himself, finally letting Satan breathe.

"Okay, you can start picking up those papers since you're over there, Satan."

He heard Satan's laugher dying down, then his gasps, trying to catch his breath and lastly, his angry mumbles as he started to pick up all of those bitten and wet papers.

"I hate you."

"You let me know daily," Lucifer answered, a smirk on his face as he gently moved his chair away, the kitten still asleep even after all that screaming coming from Satan.

Lucifer felt Satan's eyes on him… actually, on the cat. Was he worried Lucifer was going to throw it out? He looked over at his brother and he bit the inside of his cheek. He'd never seen him so… messed up.

His hair was all over the place, his green sweater wrinkled and his shirt untucked from his pants. He wouldn't be surprised if he found out he had lost one of his shoes- oh, he did.

"Satan, put your shoe on and please get these copies."

Satan mumbled something under his breath, clicking away on Lucifer's computer as Lucifer signed the documents. Lucifer could barely believe Satan was being this good. Was he traumatized after being tickled by him?

Lucifer chuckled and Satan growled.

"You're not allowed to do that ever again, Lucifer."

"I let you choose. Next time help me out and you won't be tickled again," Lucifer said with a soft shrug and Satan cringed.

"What do you mean next time? I won't be helping you ever again! I don't-

"Listen, Satan," Lucifer started and he looked up when Satan didn't say a word. He let out a long sigh. "You can keep the cat. But only that one. Just one single cat. One. And I hope it doesn't come into my office ever again nor the kitchen, do you hear?"

Satan beamed and Lucifer narrowed his eyes when he saw the tiniest of smiles pulling at the corners of Satan's lips.

"What? Really?! You're not lying, are you?!"

Lucifer chuckled, shaking his head. "If you promise it won't cause trouble, then you can have it."

Lucifer raised an eyebrow, Satan was nearly vibrating with excitement and, perhaps, feeling that Satan was happy, the kitten climbed back to his shoulder and nuzzled against his neck, drawing more of those sweet giggles out of Satan.

Yes, his brother was definitely cute when he wanted to. But that's a secret Lucifer will keep to his grave.

#Obey Me!#Obey Me #Obey Me Shall We Date #Lucifer Obey Me #Satan Obey Me #Lucifer #Satan #ticklish!Satan #tickle fic #Mia's things #Mia's fics

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rezzyromance · 3 years

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I know I just asked for a matchup so take your time when doing this.

Maybe the reader finds a filthy cat or kitten and they bring it back to the factory and at first Karl says no but the reader puts her foot down and Karl can’t say no to the reader for too long and they bathe the filthy cat together and then the cat falls asleep cuddled between Karl and the reader

I love this idea so.. ask and you shall receive!

The snow crunched under your boots with each step you took. You lived in the higher parts of Heisenberg's factory along with Karl himself. He was very protective and didn't like you wondering near the lower and more dangerous parts of his dark place of work. He was also very protective of you leaving the factory and exploring the outdoors. The last thing he wanted was for you to get hurt or for Miranda to discover you. He'd never forgive himself if something happened to you, but he also understood how depressing it probably is for you to be stuck in the factory 24/7 with nothing to do. To make sure you don't die of boredom or whine his ear off, he allowed you to start taking little walks around the factory grounds with a few lycan to guard you like dogs.

You did enjoy these little walks. You even grew to enjoy the company of the lycans. Sometimes, you'd throw a stick and they go running for it, playing a strange version of fetch. This walk was quiet and peaceful. It had snowed all of last night, so the top layer of bright snow was soft and fresh.

The walk grew less peaceful when you noticed the body language of the lycans around you began to change. All three of them froze, only moving their noses as they tilted their heads up and sniffed around. Something had peaked their interest. Suddenly, one of them took off to the left of you. The other two followed and you tried to catch up, vulnerable without their protection. "Hey! Wait! Get back here!", you shouted even though they gave no reaction. They didn't stop running until they made their way to a rock. It was very large and flat, resting above a large gap in the ground, as if it was the roof to a little home. As you got closer, you could hear little cries come from the hole. Your interest was now peaked. One of the lycans began to claw at the dirt near the hole and the cries grew much louder and shrill. "No! Get back!", you scolded the creature and gently pushed it back. It's obvious whatever was in the hole must be terrified by it. You crouched down and made your way down to the ground, now laying on your stomach to get a good look in the tiny cave. You saw two little eyes looking back at you. "..mew...", a little voice cried.

As your eyes adjusted to the sight of the den, you could see that the voice and eyes belonged to a little kitten. It was filthy and skinny and shivering violently. "Poor baby. Where's your mother?", you say in a soothing voice as you reach in and touch the soft animal. It didn't react, so you put both hands in and pulled out the little kitten. Its eyes squinted at the brightness of the day. You could now see the condition it was in. It was very skinny as if it had gone days without eating and the dirt from the den grew wet from the snow and had dried into the kittens fur, causing it to be covered in large clumps of dirt. You quickly wrapped the little creature in your coat and quickly made your way back to the factory.

Once you made it back to the factory, it didn't take long for Karl to check on you. He always got anxious when you left, though he would never admit it. Usually he just waits near the door until you come home so he can conveniently give you a welcome back while trying to not make it look obvious that he was waiting for you. This time though, he wasn't greeted by a warm smile like usual. Instead, you were rushing through the door and heading towards the bathroom without even taking your coat off. "Not even a hello?", he questioned. "Sorry Heis. I'm really busy.", you brush him off. Your unusual attitude frustrated him and he followed you as you nearly ran to the bathroom. "What is that? Are you hiding something in your coat?", he questioned, not far behind you. "No. I uh... just need to go to the bathroom.", you lie. You knew he wouldn't like the idea of you bringing in a random cat from outside. He almost believed your excuse until he heard a cry come from your coat, not muffled enough to cover it completely.

You were so close to the bathroom until you felt a strong hand grip your shoulder. "What are you hiding?", his voice was louder and more demanding as he grew angrier with you. He then began to pull your coat off, revealing the kitten that was bundled up inside. "No. Absolutely not. Get that thing out of here." he said with no hesitation. "But Karl it was all alone and look at how dirty it is! And it would've died if I didn't grab it!", you gently began to pet the weak animal. "It's an animal (Y/N) it'll either fight for survival or die. That's just how nature works. Survival of the fittest. Now put it back where you got it.", his words made you angry. How could he look at it's poor little face and think that it deserves to freeze? You held the kitten closer to your chest, refusing to budge. "How about I leave your ass out there huh? How about I let you freeze all alone? Survival of the fittest right? Fuck that! Who are you to decide on whether or not a living thing that has never hurt you gets to live or die?!", you shouted as a new side of you began to show. He was genuinely shocked. You had never snapped at him like that and he couldn't tell if he was proud or aroused. All he knew is that he couldn't say no.

"Okay well.... give it a bath before it makes a mess.", he says, still shocked from your outburst. "That's what I was planning on. Now come on and help me.", you began to open the door to the bathroom. "Hell no! That's your cat now. Not mine.", he said as he crossed his arms. "Get your ass in here and help me. Now.", you demanded and didn't wait for him as you made your way to the rub, trying to find the most comfortable temperature of water. Again, he was in shock from your demanding attitude. He actually grew a little scared, unsure of what you'll do next. He stood close by you and adjusted the water temperature a little bit, making it perfect. "Get me a rag.", you say as you gently place the kitten in the tub, making sure the water doesn't get too deep, only deep enough for you to get the little thing warm. "Yes ma'am.", he replied sarcastically and handed you a rag from nearby. It didn't take much work to get the dirt out of it's fur. After it was no longer dirty, you drained the tub and handed the kitten to Karl. "Hold it. I'll get a towel." "It's getting my shirt wet!"

After the tub, the kitten was exhausted and so were you. You had set it on your bed to get comfortable as you went to the kitchen to get a little bit of left-over chicken to feed it. Once you acquired the chicken, you started to make your way back to the room. "What're you doing?", Karl asks as you walk down the hallway. "Feeding the poor thing. It's skin and bones.", you say as you enter the room and see the little creature curled up in the middle of the bed. You laid down beside it and put it close to the kittens face. The smell woke it up from its nap and it immediately began to feast. "Don't get chicken on the bed.", Karl groaned. "Stop being such a sour puss.", you joke. "Funny." He then makes his way to the bed, laying down beside the kitten. "Wow... it was hungry huh.", he started to feel sorry for it when he saw how fast it was gobbling up the chicken. "I told you he needed my help." you say as you curl up closer to the kitten and begin to pet it softly on its back. "Pet it. It won't hurt you.", you say as you take his hand and place it on the cat. He had a cat that would wander near his house when he was a young boy. When everything was different. This kitten had a similar appearance, making him feel nostalgic. He began to pet the little animal as it finished it's last piece of chicken. "You did a good thing.", he tells you. This was his way of apologizing for the way he previously acted. "I know.", you say with a smile. It didn't take long for the kitten to fall into a tiny food coma, sleepy from his live changing events. "Look at it!! Oh my god it's sleeping!!", he yelled in a whisper. You quietly laugh at his giddiness. "Calm down, cat dad.", you joke. "Shut it. And you better not be planning on getting this guy some more kitty friends.", he says, even though a part of him doesn't mean it.

#re8 heisenberg #re8 #resident evil 8 #resident evil #karl heisenberg headcanons #karl heisenberg x reader #karl heisenberg #karl heisenberg fanfic

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revirushifaa · 3 years

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Umm I had a thought of a secret shapeshifter MC transforming into a wounded animal so she could get treated and spoiled by the brothers?

Why this was so much fun to write! And surprise!! Belphie's included finally, I grasped his character... I think. If he's still not in character do tell me and I'll do my best to keep him true to his character!

Enjoy!

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Bros + Fem!Animal Shapeshifter MC:

Lucifer and MC:

*He has his own giant pupper, but seeing this one wolf that just walked in his study, he felt something. Why was the animal here in the first place? He just crouches and pets the wolf, taking off his black gloves.

"Whatever you are doing here, I have no idea. But make yourself comfortable."

*When he pets the wolf in a sensitive area, she let out a pained squeal. Which prompts him to stop and look at her.

"You're injured? You poor thing, here, let me make that injury feel better.

*He gets pretty gentle with the she-wolf, making sure she feels comforted. Puts a few drops of whatever healing ointment that he has with him, then he picks her up and sits down back on his chair, the she-wolf on his lap as a gentle hand, caresses her fur and she's pretty soothed.

*This is MC using her ability to shapeshift just to get a little spoiling and treatment, she's thinking triumphantly in her mind, having Lucifer's hand ruffling her fur, she feels like in the clouds. She would do this more frequently, without letting the oldest know that it had been her.

Mammon and MC:

*What's a fox doing in the living room? Just what?

"Oi, where did ya come from? Aww, look at ya."

*He crouches down and pets the fox's head, she purrs and leans in his touch, her front paw is limping and Mammon takes notice of it and gently picks her up, carrying her to the bathroom where most injury treatment is.

*Gently massages her front leg and whispers soothing things to her, just to keep her calm and soothed as he treats her injured leg.

"There. Feelin' better? I'm glad. Now come here."

*Carries her to the couch back in the living room, sitting down and he puts her next to him, his fingers rubbing her fur and little ears, a soft smile coming in his features.

*MC is just enjoying this as much as she can, behind her mind she's emitting rainbows and happy things. Mammon's hand is just so soft, she sure is enjoying this.

Leviathan and MC:

*Hm? What's a panda doing in his room? He has no idea, but the panda looks hurt, she has a splinter stuck in her paw.

"O-oh, that doesn't look too well. I'll tend to that."

*As careful as he can be, he picks up a pair of tiny tweezers and gently pulls out the splinter off the panda's paw, and then wraps it in bandages, before looking down at the panda.

"Better? O-oh, you want me to pet you, w-well, ok..."

*Unsure if he'd do a good job petting her, he's hesitant but when the she-panda seems happy that he's petting her, he gets confident and now he has her in his arms and he snuggles, her fur is just so soft he can't resist to this. He has a thing for pandas so finally meeting one is all he needs to feel in confidence for when he has to cuddle MC.

*MC is grinning in her mind, she has fooled Levi into believing she's a panda, so now she has him all for her, she nuzzles him and lets out soft grunts, meaning that she's enjoying this. Levi then continues snuggling her so close, enjoying this himself.

Satan and MC:

*What's a poor cat doing trapped in a net outside the house?! Not on Satan's watch! He unties the she-cat and promptly picks her up in his arms to see if she's hurt.

"Are you ok, little one? Poor you, don't worry now, I've got you now."

*With a soft tone he gently soothes the she-cat and brings her into his library room, sitting down on his favorite chair, and cradles the cat in his arms as though, she's a mere baby.

*Cats are his favorites, so it's only natural that he's as soft as a pillow with the little kitten. She's just shaken up, not injured or anything, so he's relieved.

"Such a precious little one, you're enjoying my caresses, hm? Well, I have more for you."

*He ends up treating the she-cat like an infant, rocking her back and forth, even reading to her to see if she likes his voice, it's a soft voice and the she-cat couldn't be happier than she is, she purrs in response and mews pretty joyful.

*MC manages to get Satan all over her, just by shapeshifting into his favorite animal, very clever of her. She doesn't want this to end, so she keeps in her cat form purring and snuggling Satan happily.

Asmodeus and MC:

*A bunny? A poor thing is limping right to him, he crushes down and pokes the bunny's nose.

"Hurt are we? Come with me, I'll make sure you get better."

*Gently carries the bunny into his room and and places her on his chair by his dresses, massages her paws that had been injured and peppers her into soft caresses.

"All better, sweet bunny?"

*He's fond of bunnies, they remember him of dear MC(Who he doesn't know he's just petting, the she-bunny is just MC but into the bunny form) so sweet and soft, he really is so fond of the bunny he just found.

*He sits by and keeps caressing her with a smile on, the fur that she has is just like petting a stuffed animal, he's fond of those two. He keeps the bunny in his arms, which he had just washed into body wash body of coconut milk, making them smooth and soft.

*MC leans in all his touches, this plan of hers worked quite well, she has gotten almost of all the brothers to give her spoiling and soft treatment. Asmo's now for her, she's all for enjoying the lustful one.

Beelzebub and MC:

*Munch munch munch. As usual eating, but he looks down when a small duckling comes to him and pecks his feet.

"What are you doing here, little duck? Hungry as well? I got some bread crumbs for you-oh no, look at that twisted little wing..."

*He crushes down and gently carries the duckling in hands and sees that near is a stick and a string from a ribbon. He works his way to on caring for the little duckling and soon her wing was strapped to the stick and put back in place.

"There, that wing should be better in a few days, you should be better by then."

*He caressed her feathers, seeing how she gently squeak, and he smiles softly at her. Ducklings are really adorable, too adorable, but wouldn't dare gobble this one up, he wants to care for her until she's better to be put back to her environment as animals that are from the outside world, should be better in their habitats than in another place that isn't home.

*The duckling leans in his touches and hops into his hand, rubbing the palm of his hand with her head and beak. She's been quite affectionated with the gluttonous one.

"Precious small little thing..."

*MC snickers inside her mind, she knew that shapeshifting into this form would get Beel to be tender with her, so she keeps in that form, happy that Beel seems to not get suspicious of her being in her duckling form, she's just delighted with these caresses, she doesn't want them to end.

Belphegor and MC:

*He's sleeping once again, until he feels his cheek being licked. He grumbles and his eyes flutters open, to see a cattle next to his bed... wait a cattle? Wha?

"Uh... is this a dream? There's no way a cattle could be in the attic."

*When he realizes that this is real, he sits up and rubs his eyes. His animal that he is in demon form, they're a precious animal but oh no... her ear is injured, he gently cleans it up with a handckerchief and bandages it, with his arms he wraps them around her neck.

"So precious and soft... I can use you as a better pillow..."

*He caresses the cattle and puts his face on her head, he's loving this moment with the mammal. He feels like falling asleep again, because all is soothing, but the cattle's presense is just enough to keep him awake for a little longer.

"Don't go just now, stay here with me... even if I fall alseep on you..."

*His caresses are gentle and the cattle nudges his cheek and licks it as a kiss making him giggle a little. This unexpected visit who just interrupted his sweet sleep is just the best little guest that he's had.

*MC knew from the get go that turning into a cow would make Belphie pull out his soft side, so there. She'll keep this way for a lot longer, just to keep feeling Belphie's arms and soft touches, there's nothing better than this. Clever idea of hers, now she's had all the brothers treating and spoiling her, what she all wanted.

#obey me imagines #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #headcanons #demon brothers #female mc #obey me female mc

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blueprint-han · 3 years

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he’s just like a cat.

♡ pairing: minho x (gender neutral) reader ♡ genre: domestic au; fluff. ♡ warnings: this is just cuddling with minho 🥺 even though this has no suggestive implication, there’s a little making out in this, because I know maxine won’t mind. :3 ♡ word count: 1.4 K ♡ disclaimer: this writing does not aim to represent the activities of the real Lee Minho, nor does it represent JYPE in any form. Events are pure fiction. ♡ ♡ type: drabble. ♡ network tag: @stayverse @districtninewriters @inkidz + @sunoo-luvs ♡ part of: the url drabble game; requested by @kittenanonnie rAwR <3333 UwU (requests for this are closed now!)

↯ note: hope you like it kitten !! i have nothing more to say than I love you <33 thank you for making me smile with every ask and rAwR you send me i really appreciate you <33 ⇥ dawn.☀️

The atmosphere's perfectly cozy in your apartment — furry blankets, a warm boyfriend ready to cuddle, and a movie on the screen. Minho's warm, so cozily warm that you melt into him when he slings an arm around your shoulder halfway through the movie, leaning your head into his chest to listen to his heartbeat.

You were more than ready to accept when Minho had suggested a movie date — being more than excited to spend time with him after a while, falling asleep against his firm chest and having him run his hands through your hair and also have him leave small kisses wherever he could when he was feeling extra clingy.

And it seems like he's feeling extra clingy today.

As soon as he’d entered the house, he’d pulled you into a hug, gently nuzzling into your neck before pecking the skin there — humming in content all along. You’d fisted your hands into his sweater, sighing in content into his warm embrace. Winter was cold, but you had Minho to stay warm with.

So, when you feel a hand slide up your shoulder to the side of your chin, gently pushing to make you face him, you already know what’s going to happen.

“Hey.”

“Hey there,” You chortle, leaning into his warm, so warm hand as you turn your head to brush your lips against his palm. When you look back into his eyes, you feel like you’re being pulled closer and closer to gaze into all the stars in his eyes. Momentarily, you tense up when he plays with the hem of your shirt. You feel your skin burn with passion and love as you bring a hand to gently rake through his soft, black hair.

He lets out a soft sigh in return — almost a purr — as he rests his hand just under the fabric, rubbing gentle circles into your skin. From here you can focus on him clearly — his shiny, silky locks of hair that fall over his forehead and the way his top lip engulfs the bottom one when he bites his lip, and the way his heavily lidded eyes peer into you through the dim lighting.

Lee Minho’s lips feel soft — soft when you run your thumb across them, soft when he presses little kisses to your forehead or your cheeks, or the back of your neck when you’re distracted, or like right now — soft when he gently takes hold of your chin and presses his lips to yours.

You’ve also learned over the years that he’s just like his cats — whenever you pet his head, whenever he leans his head against your stomach and gently rubs as a sign for you to lead your hand to his hair. It’s so, so cute that all it can take for a totally bad day for him to go opposite is being in your arms with you petting his head, occasionally pecking his forehead and murmuring a little “I love you,” or “You’re so cute.”

For the same reason, when you gently scratch at his scalp amid the kiss, Minho parts from you for a second, barely out of breath because of how gentle the kiss is. It isn’t fueled by need or want or desire — just the wish to be with each other. “You’re so beautiful,” He whispers before leaning into your chest, pushing you down onto the couch with him on top.

You sigh and grab the edges of his oversized sweater, letting yourself be wrapped in his embrace. Just like a cat, once again, he nuzzles into your chest, heaving a sigh as he guides his hand to your head.

“You’re more beautiful.” You coo, letting a hearty laugh slip as you card your fingers through his hair, brushing away any stray locks that may threaten to get into his eyes. It may all seem to quiet, but this has always been how date nights ended.

With Minho and you smiling in each other’s arms, in each other’s embrace, completely forgetting about everything else. Just like how you’ve totally forgotten about the movie right now — but you can’t blame yourself, not when Minho kisses you in a way that seems endearingly relaxing, yet passionate enough to steal your breath away.

He’s warm, warm in every place you run your hands on, and he’s warming your heart. It's Lee Minho’s effect, you could say, though you know he’s just as affected, just as soft for you right now. He snuggles into your chest once again, sighing as he feels lulled into a deep slumber.

“What about the movie?” You ask, though there’s little interest in your tone. Which shows that you clearly have no interest to finish the movie, not when you’re in this position currently. You gently slip your hands into his shirt, resting it against his bare back and chuckling when he tenses up, only to sigh and place a tiny kiss to your collarbone. You’ve gotten your reply to that question.

The dim lighting doesn’t highlight his appearance much, but you don’t need that to know that he’s absolutely gorgeous. You almost melt at the whine that leaves his throat, and then you realise that your hand’s resting still in his hair. You giggled, shaking your head before gently combing through his hair.

He lifts his head slightly — he looks sleepy and cozier than ever — before fitting it in the gap between your shoulder and your neck, then proceeding to leave soft kisses all over your shoulder. By this time, a comfortable feeling has spread from your chest to your fingertips and the tips of your toes, almost pulling you into the depths of sleep.

Before that can happen, however, Minho nuzzles the curve of your neck, just where you’re the most ticklish.

A squeal leaves your lips which soon morphs into a steady, low giggle, now that Minho’s ardent on making you laugh by kissing right over the same spot ever-so-lightly. “M’ ticklish there, stop!” You burst into fits of laughter, filled with nothing but pure love for the man in front of you, in your arms right now.

“Mm, but you’re so soft...” Minho purrs, this time. His voice is muffled from how invested he is in making you laugh until your stomach and lips start hurting — he was always like that. Always finding ways to make you laugh, make you happy and forget about anything even borderline negative, your happiness mattered to him as much as his own, if not more.

“Minhoooo!” You pull him away from where he’s grown comfortable between your neck and shoulder, making him face you as you gently kissed the tip of his nose.

“What?” He asks, frowning and giving you the most adorable pout you’ve ever seen.

“You’re such a big goof.” You comment lovingly, and he doesn’t reply, opting to lean in and kiss each of your eyelids softly, then your cheeks, then the tip of your nose, and back to rest on your lips. You cup his own cheeks gently, his skin feels smoother than velvet under your palms, only coaxing you to rub your thumbs over his cheekbones. You’re all but drowning, drowning — drowning in his kisses, in his love, in his hold — and you’re taking him with you.

When he pulls away again, you gasp this time, feeling short of breath even though the kiss was equally as gentle as the last one. Minho simply rests his forehead against yours. “I love you.” He says so naturally, it feel so... real. With no hesitation, no pre-thought, just a vocalization of every feeling that you’ve made him feel, all poured into those three days.

You look into his eyes, fluttering them close as you nuzzle your noses together. “You know I love you too.” Minho only nods, leaning in to press his cheek against your chest again. “Pet.” He orders, making you roll your eyes playfully as you pet him once again. He feels every inch of tension relieve of his shoulders when your fingers brush against the back of his ear.

You can’t really deny his order either, because being pressed under Minho’s warmth only seems to bring you to the edge of sleep, to the point where you don’t realise when the movie had ended and when complete silence took over, spare for the sounds of Minho’s calm breathing, along with yours.

“Sleep well, dear.” You kiss his hair lightly, inhaling the citrus scent of his shampoo as you’re pulled into a deeper state of slumber.

*sighs*

↯ note; 🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️ please ignore me as i pray to all the gods out there that the tags should work this time ;-; 🕯️ oh tumblr gods if you’re hearing this plea, please please please let the tags work I beg of you ;-; 🕯️ thank you for attending my ted talk 🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️ — dawn.☀️

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bangtanloverboys · 3 years

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kitten fever // myg

summary - min yoongi wants to be a daddy, but not in the way that you quite expect

pairing - cat hybrid!yoongi x gender neutral!reader

genre - fluff; hybrid au, established relationship au

word count - 7.5k

warning - yoongi being an absolute softie, hinted hybrid discrimination, YOONGI WITH A KITTY, yoongi and yn being domestic, KITTENS, overwhelming love for kittens, yoongi calling himself daddy

author’s note - this is for the bts ghostie dynamite dads event “new dad yoongi”, but make it new cat dad. i snuggled my kitties a lot writing this bc i love them and they are my inspiration for this. anything cat related on my blog is inspired by my own cats, enjoy. i may post a baby photo of one of them bc that’s how i imagine the kitty in this

2:54 am read the small digital clock in the corner of the room. Yoongi couldn’t sleep. He turned his head over to you, still curled up into his side. Pressing a kiss to the crown of your head, he gently peeled your arm off of him and got out of bed. You let out a soft whine at the loss of his warmth, patting the empty space in a sleepy attempt to find him. He shook his head and chuckled at you, placing another kiss to your head and made his way over to the desk. Seating himself in the wheelie chair, he opened the laptop and typed away into the search bar.

‘Newborn Kittens’.

He honestly wasn’t sure what was going through his head, but he was feeling something deep down inside. The feeling started sometime a little after you had adopted him and it had only grown stronger when the two of you had gotten together. Originally he thought that was the feeling, the need to be with you. You were his mate and you were it for him; he loved you with every little fiber in his being. But there was still something missing in Yoongi’s heart, and that is what it was.

He really wanted to be a dad.

Not for like human babies though, no. He didn’t think that either of you were ready for that yet, not for a while. But he really wanted to care and love for something as his own, which has slowly led him down the rabbit hole of kitten videos. Volume set to low, he played videos and listened to the small innocent newborns cry and whine at the new world they were in. The cries resonated deep in Yoongi’s heart. He wanted to care for, guide, and love on a kitten so badly. The only thing is he had to convince you about it.

After about an hour of him watching and holding back tears over the newborns, he let out a yawn. He exited the tab and cleared the browsing history, an extra precaution he’d taken to make sure you accidentally stumble across it. He didn’t know why he was so nervous about asking you, maybe it’s cause you never talked about having another pet or an actual animal? He vaguely remembered you mentioning the reason you got a hybrid in the first place. You wanted someone to talk to and to keep you in check, which Yoongi thought he did a pretty good job of. You were a bit of an idiot sometimes, but you were his idiot now. His idiot that he had no idea how to tell he wanted to have a baby kitten.

He quietly tiptoed back over to the bed and carefully slotted himself to lay next to you, once again. You sleepily register the bed dipping next to you, turning over and wrapping your arms back around him; holding him even tighter so he can’t leave you again. He let out a low chuckle at your action, letting you mold yourself against him. With another kiss to the top of your head, Yoongi let his eyes slowly fall shut. Dreaming of the kittens he wanted so badly.

You woke up earlier than Yoongi the following morning, which was strange, seeing how normally he’s the first to rise. As of lately though, he’s been sleeping in more. You didn’t mind, the past few times he slept in, he had the warmest smile on his face. It was so blissful and it always pulled at your heartstrings to see him look so soft. But whenever he woke up, he acted distant. Like he was holding his breath around you. You don’t know what led him to start acting like this, you tried talking to him about it, you really did. Everytime you brought it up, he acted like it was nothing and dismissed the issue or said he was in a funk. So you’ve taken a back seat, waiting for him to either truly tell you what’s going on or for him to pull himself out of his self-proclaimed funk. With a small sigh passing your lips, you kissed his cheek and gave one of his little ears a scratch, you pulled yourself out of bed to get started on your morning routine.

With a yawn, you padded down the hallway of your small apartment towards the kitchen. Glancing at the calendar pinned to the fridge, you let out a low groan. Today, you had a lot of paperwork that you could thankfully do at home, but that didn’t help the fact you just wanted a lazy day to cuddle with your boyfriend. But you have work to do, then you can cuddle Yoongi to your heart's content. Quickly, you fashioned a breakfast milkshake; consisting of your last banana, an egg, milk, and some chocolate sauce. The roar of the blender must’ve woken up Yoongi, as soon as you turned it off, you heard his heavy footsteps get closer and closer. You don’t turn to look behind you as two arms and a tail wrap around your waist.

“Good morning, sleepyhead.” You smiled as he buried his head into your neck.

“Morning,” he grumbled, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine.

You stop from finishing your shake to lean into him, nuzzling your cheek against his messy dark hair. “You sleep alright? I thought I felt you get up in the middle of the night.”

“I’m good, just. . . had trouble sleeping last night,” You felt him shift behind you, readjusting himself so his chin is now resting on your shoulder, watching you finish making your shake, “decided to have a wikipedia deep dive to try and bore myself to sleep.”

“Aw, I’m glad you were able to get some sleep though.” You said as you pulled out a metal straw from your utensil drawer into your finished banana-chocolate milkshake. However, Yoongi doesn’t loosen his grip on you. Carefully, you manage to twist yourself around in his arms to look at him. His face is still puffy from sleep, his eyes are blinking lazily as you give him a chaste kiss. “Sleepy kitty.” Upon saying that phrase, you felt Yoongi’s arms stiffen around you. It was only for a moment, then he relaxed and nuzzled his nose to brush against your cheek before letting his arms slip from around you. You don’t let the way Yoongi tensed up at your words, but elect not to bring it up. It’s too early.

“What do you have planned for today?” Yoongi asked, stifling a yawn as he went to make himself some coffee.

“Just paperwork,” you huffed as you siphoned through the utensils to find your precious metal straw. “You got anything? Besides taking a cat nap.” You smiled as you took a sip of your shake.

Yoongi shook his head as he concentrated on his coffee making task, “I got nothing.”

“Maybe when I’m done, we can watch a movie?” You suggested, as you leaned against the countertop.

“Mm, sounds good.” He responded as he mixed in his coffee creamer. Satisfied with his stirring, he turned back to face you. “There’s a few things I’ve found that I think you might like”, he said as he brought the mug to his lips.

The small conversation fell and the two of you got started on your routines. You handed Yoongi your glass for him to clean then went to your bathroom to start the day. You couldn’t get over how he froze around you at the little nickname you bestowed on him. Sleepy kitty. Did he not like that? He never had any objections to your pet names previous to this. You couldn’t just chalk it up to it being one of his ‘moods’ because this was a constant thing now. You needed to talk to him, maybe before the movie.

Yoongi on the other hand, felt like banging his head into a wall. How could he be so stupid to have such a blatant reaction to the pet name?! He supposes it has everything to do with the dream he had after he had finally fallen asleep after an hour long cat video binge at such an ungodly hour. He had dreamt of a small tabby kitten, probably no more than 4 weeks old. It was snuggling into his shoulder while he slept, swiping at his tail while he sat and worked, nibbling on his ears- God even just reminiscing about the dream had his heart aching again.

Shaking his head, tried to push past the consuming thoughts of kittens, refusing to give into his instincts. He focused all his energy into cleaning the dishes; totally not imagining the small cup he was washing as a small kitten, scrubbing it delicately and making sure not to go too hard on it’s small fragile head-

Yoongi dropped the cup in the sink, the plastic banging against the other dishes ringing in his ears as he held his head. He was going to lose it, he knows it. To his concern there’s only one solution to this issue: get a kitten and take care of it. Digging the heels of his palm into his eyes, he let out a deep sigh. There was no other choice he had, he had to talk to you about his kitten fever.

Finishing up the last of what was in the sink, he dried off his hands and made his way back over to the room. You had already gotten to work, judging by how you barely acknowledged him as he walked in. Walking over to the bed, Yoongi stretched himself over the messed up covers. This was how the two of you did spend most of your days when you were allowed to work from home; with him laying down and watching you work. Resting his cheek on his folded arms, Yoongi kept his eyes on you. Trying his damndest not to let his mind wander from you and to imagining you working with a small kitten on your lap. Your hand caressing its small body while it meows loudly at you as you play with it- He let out a groan, burying his face in his arms to try and escape the mental image he created.

Hearing him, you turn in your chair to face him, “Yoongi, are you okay?”

Peeking from behind his elbows, concern is written all over your face. He shut his eyes and sat up, “Y/N. . . Can I talk to you?” Your brows furrowed together, a look of panic dashes through your eyes as you nod. Taking a deep breath, he stood up from where he sat and walked over to your desk, leaning against it. “I-,” he started, “I want kittens.”

His admission out in the air, he closed his eyes, fearing your reaction. But no sound of rejection came from you. Opening one eye to peep at you, you were confused. Yoongi could also see the gears turning in your head as you thought of something, anything to respond to him.

“Yoongi, I-I don’t think we’re-”

“Not like that!” He stopped you, seeing how you didn’t quite understand what he was talking about. “I mean like, actual kittens. . . Cats. . .” He explained.

Your mouth parted, “Oooh.” The dots connected, Yoongi’s sudden mood changes started to make sense; especially this morning’s when you called him kitty. All this because he wanted to father kittens? “How long have you been thinking about this?”

“Hmm?”

“How long have you wanted kittens, Yoongi?” You questioned.

Bashfully, he looked to his feet, “I don’t know. . . Since we got together, I suppose?”

Your eyebrows shot up into your hairline, “That long?! Why haven’t you told me, baby?” You went to grab his hands, holding them in yours.

“You never said anything about wanting kids, animal or not so I just. . . didn’t say anything.” He responded, keeping his eyes on your interlocked hands.

“Yoongi, look at me.” He raised his head to meet your gaze, “Human babies I never really thought much on, but kittens? I love kittens so much, of course I’d want to have them with you.”

“Really?” He felt like his eyes were going to pop right out of their sockets “You mean it? I can-We can get a kitten? A baby?” Yoongi couldn’t believe his ears; his vision started to blur as tears welled up in them. The blurry outline of you nodded as you stood, pulling him into a hug as the happy tears fell from his face.

You cooed at him as you wrapped your arms around his neck, his face burying itself in your neck. “Aww, we can definitely get a kitten. I think having one might be a wonderful little addition to our family, don’t you think?” Yoongi only cried harder in response. You stroked the hairs at the back of his neck, soothing him from his happy tears. “I’ll take that as a yes, I’ll get all my work done today and tomorrow we can go to a shelter and adopt. Okay?” With a nod of his head and a couple sniffles, he pulled away from the hug. You moved your hand to lay it on his cheek, wiping away the remaining tears from his cheeks. “Let me finish this up okay? You do research on some kitten supplies and shelters nearby?”

With that, Yoongi immediately got to work on researching products (within your established budget) and found a shelter a few blocks away from your apartment building. You thanked whatever deity that was watching over you that allowed your apartment to put in a notice for a new pet so last minute. Normally you’d have no qualms about waiting a few days, but the way Yoongi had been keeping this to himself, you didn’t want him to wait any longer. He deserved to be a proud father of a little fur baby.

All night long, you could feel Yoongi’s excitement radiate from him as he tossed and turned in the bed all night. You could hear him even giggle to himself, whispering how he’s going to be a dad. The words squeezed your heart as you turned to wrap your arms around him, partially to keep him still but also because you were happy that he was so happy about this step for the both of you. Maybe him a little more than you though.

You woke up to an empty bed, you patted around Yoongi’s side, noting it was cold. You were puzzled for a moment, wondering where he might be when the smell of bacon flooded your nose. You let out a light chuckle as you got out of bed, and shuffled down the hallway to see Yoongi in the kitchen, buzzing as he cooked breakfast. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d mistake you for a dog hybrid for being this excited.” You chuckled as you sat down at the table. He narrowed his eyes at you before returning to cooking. Normally Yoongi never went all out with breakfast unless it was a special occasion, you suppose that today might as well be a special occasion, it being the day he finally gets to become a dad. “Did you get any sleep?” You asked as he put some bacon and toast on a couple plates.

“Enough,” he answered, placing a plate in front of you on the table. You rolled your eyes at his response, you should’ve figured he didn’t get much; but at least he got some of it. “Gotta get used to not sleeping all throughout the night.”

“Yoongi, it’s a kitten. Not an actual baby.” You chortled as you took a bite of bacon, “It’s not gonna wake us up in the middle of the night crying.”

“Yeah, but kittens in a new environment often are excited and don’t sleep much the first night or so.” He responded as he sat down in front of you, “While I’m not a full cat, you should remember how restless I was when you first got me.”

You do remember. He stayed up all night the first few days, getting a feel of your apartment; sniffing around and making some noise, but after that he started to settle in and get comfortable in his new home. “Yes, but cats don’t whine every few hours to be fed.”

“Touche,” he bowed his head in defeat before going to take a bite out of his toast.

You watched him as he ate, nibbling a bit on your breakfast as you did. As you continued to eat, you noticed he was getting more and more fidgety. Figuring how he wasn’t very upfront with you about getting a kitten, he was waiting on your word to get ready to find a shelter. You smirked a bit as you took a few more bites of your toast before pushing your plate away. “Alright, ready to go?” Before you even finished, Yoongi jumped from his seat and kissed your cheek. You barked out a laugh as your hybrid dashed down the hallways towards the bedroom in a blur of black and white.

Deciding to take it upon yourself, you cleared the table, seeing how Yoongi was too excited to focus on anything else. You shook your head as you picked up his abandoned breakfast on the table; if he was too excited to sleep, you should’ve figured he’d be too excited to eat. Better make sure the second that kitten crosses the threshold of your apartment that you feed him before he forgets completely to eat. As you finished up in the kitchen, said hybrid came back, “What are you doing?! Why aren’t you getting dressed?!” He exasperated at you, still dressed in pajamas, while he was all nicely dressed.

“I’m sorry that I want to make a nice impression on the newcomer, when they arrive.” You chuckled as you walked up to him, ruffling his hair. “I’ll get dressed. You finish up here.” In a flash, he was at the sink, furiously scrubbing the pans and plates. You laughed at him again, you wonder how he’s going to react when you tell him that you’re not even gonna stop at the shelter first, seeing how you should get the products first before the kitten steps it’s paws in the apartment. No matter how eager Yoongi was, you needed a litter box first. Kitten second.

Once you’re dressed and down the hall, your overly eager feline partner was frantically checking himself in the hallway mirror. Letting out a chuckle as he made his hair and ears look as neat as possible. You held up your keys, the jingling catching his attention, he beamed as you moved to put your shoes on and get out of the door.

“What kind should we get? I looked at some of the ones at the shelter and there’s this pretty ragdoll, she’s all white and fluffy- Ooh! There’s this siamese kitten that just had the most beautiful eyes-”

“Yoongi,” you cut off his rambling as you approached your car. “I love you, I really do and I’m excited that you’re excited. But don’t overthink it, let’s just go to the shelter first and see who speaks out to you more. Okay?”

You watched as he bashfully scratched the back of his neck. “Sorry.” He chuckled nervously.

“Don’t apologize, baby. Now come on, we gotta get going.” You hopped in the car, Yoongi followed behind you, climbing into the backseat. The two of you sit in silence as you drive off, your hybrid humming happily as he stared out the window. It’s only when you pull up to the pet store does Yoongi let out a low groan.

“This isn’t the shelter!”

You grabbed his hand as he pouted his lips at you, “I know. But we need litter, food, and toys. I don’t want to forget that on the way home.” You pressed a kiss to his knuckles as he dropped his pout.

“Fine,” he sighed as he unbuckled and got out, clearly unhappy with the decision, but realizing it was the right one either way.

“You’re acting more like a moody teen than a father to be, you sure you’re ready?” You raised a brow at him, which quickly had him standing up straighter.

“Yes, I am.” He gave a firm nod as he spoke, “Now come on, the fast we get the supplies, the faster we can get the baby.” He took your hand in his and led you into the store.

You let Yoongi take the lead pushing the cart through the aisles as you searched for the supplies you needed. You could feel stares from other customers as Yoongi was looking at the different types of kitten litter and which one would be best. You felt like they were judging you for bringing your hybrid to the pet store, like you were going to make him actually use the items that were meant for his animal counterpart.

“Can I help you with anything?” You both turned your head to see a young woman in a blue vest standing there, a confused expression on her face.

“Actually yes, what brand of litter would you recommend? I’ve read all the reviews but, I’m curious about your opinion?” Yoongi rambled off as he stood, walking to get closer to the employee. “We’re going to adopt a kitten later today and this is both of our first times owning a cat.”

“Oh!” The employee's eyes widened and nodded, now understanding the situation instead of assuming the worst. “Well what age are you looking to adopt?”

“Not sure, I was thinking maybe four to six weeks?” He said as the worker’s eyes examined the wall of litter in front of her.

“Hmm,” she stepped down and pulled out a medium sized pink box. “This brand is what I’ve seen the best reviews on, anyone with a kitten seems to like it before going on to other litter.” She handed it over to Yoongi, who was bowing his head as he accepted the box.

“Thank you very much!” He replied, gracious for the help.

“No problem, anything else I can help you with?” She responded with a grin of her own as she looked between the two of you.

Yoongi glanced over his shoulder to you, waiting to see if you needed anything at all. You shook your head, “No. Thank you for the offer though, I think we got it.”

Yoongi thanked the employee again before turning to put the box of litter in the cart. “Got litter, got the litter box, food, what else?”

“Toys and a collar?” You noticed that was something lacking from your growing collection of cat necessities. Looking up to Yoongi, you see him with his lips pursed in thought as he stared down into the cart. “Something wrong with that?”

“Toys no,” he said, moving to push the cart forward towards the cat toy aisle. “Collar, I don’t know. I mean, it’s going to be indoors anyways. Does it even really need it?”

He did have a point, a collar was to ensure that if it got lost you’ll be contacted as soon as it’s found. But considering how it is going to be inside all the time, and with Yoongi always around too, did you really need it? “You’re right, but we don’t know. Why don’t we skip the collar today, and get it when we know for sure. Does that sound good?”

You followed close behind him as he turned into the next aisle, thinking of what you said. “Yeah, sounds good. Just don’t want to make any unnecessary purchases.” You stopped in front of a small wall of colorful toys and stretching posts. Your eyes shifted towards him as he closely examined each and every toy in front of him. “There a limit on how many toys we can get?”

“Let’s start with three,” you laughed lightly as you moved to stand beside him, looking over the different options. “We do need a scratching post, so let’s get this one,” you move to grab a long cardboard scratcher and put it in the cart, “because we don’t need the little baby scratching up the furniture.”

“No we do not,” Yoongi returned with a chuckle, reaching out to grab a small pack of toys in the shape of mice. “These look fun.”

“What are you gonna play with it too?” You elbowed him gently as he tossed them into the wagon.

“I just might.” He teased as his attention went back to the wall of toys, he reached forward and grabbed a small plush octopus. He gave it a little shake and it chimed, his eyes immediately lit right up and placed it right next to the other toys.

“I’m beginning to think those toys are for you more than the kitten,” you joked as Yoongi moved to push the cart out of the aisle and towards check out. He scrunched his nose up at you but didn’t deny your statement.

Once at the check out, Yoongi put all the items up on the conveyor belt while you went up to the cashier, who was eyeing Yoongi carefully as he checked out each item.Not liking the way he was looking at your hybrid, you cleared your throat, directing his attention back to you. You knew there was still some judgement towards hybrids being out and about in public, but that shouldn’t matter because he was with you. His owner.

“Did you find everything alright?” The cashier huffed as he bagged your items, going over the register to double check that he scanned everything.

“Yup!” You gave him a tight smile, not wanting him to give away your displeasure at his behavior. You just wanted out of this pet store now. Yoongi, on the other hand, must’ve sensed your uneasiness and in an instant he stood right next to you, giving your hand a reassuring squeeze. Letting out a shaking breath, you returned his squeeze before finishing up your purchase. It certainly was a small hit to your bank account but this was worth it, it was for Yoongi.

You both gave a quick thank you to the worker before you made your leave, cart full of brand new kitten supplies. As you were loading up the car, Yoongi placed a hand on your shoulder. “You okay?”

“I didn’t like those eyes on us, on you.” You muttered as you shut the trunk closed.

“Y/N look at me,” he placed his hand on your cheek. “It’s alright, I can deal with a couple of staring strangers. But you’re with me that’s all that matters.” He smiled as his thumb caressed your cheek.

You stood there for a moment, letting him sooth your anxieties before you pulled away. “Okay, now let’s go get that kitten. No sadness today, this is supposed to be a happy time.” Soon as the words left your mouth, Yoongi’s entire demeanor shifted; going from a caring partner, to an excited child with only a few words.

“Right! Let’s go!!” With that, Yoongi gave you a chaste kiss before jumping into the passenger side door.

The drive to the shelter wasn’t that long, and Yoongi was bouncing up and down in his seat like a child on his way to Toys R Us. It was cute though, seeing him this excited. You don’t think you’ve seen him this giddy; you’ve seen him happy of course, but not this kind of emotion. It looked good on him, you hoped he manages to keep it going as the kitten grows old.

“We’re here!!” Yoongi announced ecstatically as you pulled up in the parking lot. The hybrid waited patiently as he could as you got out of the car, his eyes locked on the door of the small building. It was a bit on the smaller side, but it was a bit more of a homey feeling to it. Something that you thought would be good seeing how this will be the new addition to your family.

Soon as you stepped forward towards him, he bounded ahead of you, eager to get through the door. “Hurry up!” He whined as you leisurely took your time walking up the path to the door.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” you huffed as you finally managed to get to the front door. Yoongi was grinning so hard his cheek muscles were sore, but that didn’t matter. It was finally happening. He was gonna be a dad!

Door to the shelter opened, he followed you as you stepped inside, glancing around at the posters of various cats and dogs on the wall. He stared at them while a volunteer at the front desk asked to help you. He moved his head to pay attention to the conversation, but little meows echoed from the door where the volunteer entered from. His hand instantly grabbed yours as he heard the little cries; not coming from his computer, but from actual kittens.

His attention was brought back to you at the sound of your laughter. “You ready, Yoon?” He nodded his head so hard, you feared his head might pop off. Your shoulders shook with another laugh as you looked back to the volunteer, “Can we see them now?”

“Of course!” She answered as she took a few steps back towards the door, holding it open for the two of you. Yoongi followed after her quickly, tugging you along with your hand still tightly grasped in his. The smell of all the other animals filled Yoongi’s senses as they walked down a short hallway. He could hear the sounds of them as well, all calling for the attention of the new people that they no doubt smelled. Soon enough, they approached a door marked CATS, Yoongi felt your eyes on him as the volunteer opened the door and walked in.

“You ready to be a dad, Yoongi?” Your voice was soft as you squeezed his hand. All he could do was nod as you entered.

The scent hit him first, the smell of fur and cat food, and litter boxes. Not the most pleasant thing in the world, but at that very moment, it was better than roses to him. Then the sound of dozens of cats meowing away filled his eardrums and he felt his smile get wider as he glanced around the small room. There was a small cat tree in the middle of the room, with silver kennels on either side of it. Some of the doors were open, the felines who inhabited them wandered about the room. The rest of them remained closed, but that didn’t stop them from sticking out their paws between the wires, going out to grab the other volunteers in the room.

“So all our kittens are about four to six weeks old, all siblings are in the same kennel. Feel free to open them up if you want,” she explained as she walked over to another male volunteer to talk to him. “All their names are on that white board, by the way!”

There was a small brush against Yoongi’s pant leg. Glancing down, he made eye contact with an orange tabby cat; rubbing it’s head against his calf. The creature looked up and meowed at him, curious about the two new strangers who came in. Ever so slowly, Yoongi knelt down petting it’s head and letting it keen into his hand. Above, he could hear you coo as at the sight before getting distracted with another cat that came up to you.

Yoongi felt like he was going to cry, he had to only take one home? When there’s so many here that all need homes? He was so close to just begging you to take them all home, but he knew that that wouldn’t be a good idea. Taking a deep breath, he got back up to his feet and walked over to one of the kennels and peered in, looking at the small fluff balls curl together for warmth. Carefully, he moved to open the wire door without waking any of them, but it appears his presence was enough to wake them because sure enough, small mewls added into the already noisy room as he opened the door completely.

“Hi,” his voice was barely a whisper as he reached in and let the kitten sniff at him, getting adjusted to his scent before moving to touch any of them. A small white kitten with the bluest eyes reached up to grab at his fingers, its small claws digging into his skin. “Ow,” he feigned with a chuckle as he lowered his head to scratch at the fur balls ears. “You’re a curious one, aren’t you.” He lilted as he turned his attention to another kitten. This one was black, but strangely enough has small light grey stripes decorated its body. It was a bit more separated from the rest of the litter, smaller too. Intrigued, he moved his hand over to it and let the kitten sniff it. When it seemed to accept him, he let his hand curl around its small body, lifting it out of the cage and into his arms.

“You found someone, Yoongi?” He heard you ask as you approach him, a small gasp leaving your lips when you see the tiny creature in his arms. “Oh my goodness! Aren’t you precious!” You melted as you reached your finger out to stroke its head.

“I see you’ve found the runt of the litter,” the volunteer noted as she walked over to you both, a smile on her face. “She’s all healthy, so if she’s the one you want, she’s ready to go home with you.”

Yoongi could feel your eyes on him, looking for an answer on if this was the one you were going to take home. He stared down at the small cat in his arms, who’s big eyes stared right back at him. He could feel it deep in his heart, this was the one. This was his baby. “Yeah, it’s her.”

“Okay, babe.” You kissed his cheek before looking back to the kitten still in his arms. “Hi baby, you almost match your daddy.” You giggled as you gave her one last scratch before confirming with the volunteer that you’ll be taking that one home.

With a smile, she nodded, asking you to follow her to finish up the paperwork while telling another volunteer to help Yoongi with getting her ready to leave. He readjusted the kitten in his arms so she was now laying against his chest, rather than in his arms. The other volunteer held a cardboard carrier with an old towel in it out. Yoongi was hesitant at first, not quite ready to let his new found child out of his arms just yet.

“Come on, buddy. She’s gonna be okay,” he encouraged Yoongi as he reached for the cat. Holding back the urge to swipe at him and carry the cat out in his arms, he knew you wouldn’t want him to make a scene. So he complied, letting him take the kitten from him and into the carrier. The volunteer handed it over to him; but instead of holding it by the handle, he held it by the bottom in both hands. Not wanting to jostle her around before getting to the car.

The volunteer escorted him back out to the lobby, where you were finishing up. “Yoongi, what are you gonna name her?” You asked. The question caught him off guard, he didn’t know what he was gonna name his kitten. He’s wanted one for how long and he never thought of one? He quickly racked his brain for names, not wanting it to sound too cheesy or weird but none came to mind.

“I, uh,” he was embarrassed at the predicament. But you merely laughed at him before placing a hand on his shoulder.

“It’s just for the chip she got, I’ll just put down Min for now alright?” You looked to him for his permission. He nodded, the two of you will figure out a better name to call her in the meantime. But at least she’s got a nickname on her.

Paperwork all done, and a car full of new cat stuff. The two of you drove back to your apartment, and all the while Yoongi was flinching with every confused little meow that came from the white box on his lap. Unable to take it anymore, he cracked open the carrier a bit, just enough to stick his hand in and sooth her of both his and her anxieties about the drive. You rolled your eyes at the action, mumbling something under your breath about coddling her before she’s even gotten to the house. But Yoongi couldn’t help it! He hated hearing the small and scared whimpers, he couldn’t just do nothing!

When the drive finally came to a stop, you handed Yoongi the key to the apartment. “Put her in our room, close the door and come back here to help me with the rest of the stuff. Okay?” You instructed, to which Yoongi followed to the T. Well almost to the T.

Once he got into the house, he opened up the carrier and pulled out the kitten. “This is your new home.” He started as he walked around, showing her the place. “This is the living room and the kitchen area, we’re out here a lot. Don’t try to scratch up the couch please, or Y/N is gonna kill us both.” He chuckled as he made his way down the hall, pointing at different photos and giving a story. “This is the bedroom, where we sleep. You can sleep here too.” He went on and he placed her down on the ground. “Now you can explore while we go get your things.” He said, but didn’t move. Watching how the kitten sniffed around the new place, getting a feel of it. A smile on his face, he slowly started backing out of the room, closing it behind him.

He rushed back out of the door, but before he made it to your car, he ran into you, an annoyed look on your face. “You got distracted with the kitty, didn’t you?” Yoongi looked down at the ground, feeling a bit guilty for putting the baby before his partner but thankfully you seemed to understand. “Fine, just get the cat litter. Couldn’t carry it all by myself.” You jerked your head in the direction of the car. Nodding, he ran down to go get the rest of the things.

Setting the majority of the cat stuff down, you quietly started towards the bedroom. Cracking open the door, you don’t see anything just yet. You push the door open a bit more, still nothing but there is a small little lump of poop on the floor, stinking up the whole room. “Gah,” you gagged as you quickly went to the kitchen to grab some paper towels and cleaner. “Knew I should’ve told him to get the kitty litter ready first,” you muttered to yourself as you cleaned up the little troublemaker’s poop. After being sure to toss it in a trashcan in the bathroom, you began looking for the little one.

Laying flat on the ground, you peered under your bed. The small outline of the kitten was seen in the middle of the bed, out of reach for you to grab. “Aww, come here baby. No ones gonna hurt you.” You stretched your arm out under the bed, the tips of your fingers barely grazing her soft fur. You could feel her lower her nose to your hand, sniffing you out before rubbing her head against your palm.

“What are you doing?” You heard Yoongi’s voice called out from above you.

“She hid under the bed,” you explained as you pulled your arm out from underneath the space.

Yoongi pursed his lips in thought as he leaned down, taking his turn to reach under the bed. “Come here baby, come on.” He made kissy noises, trying to lure her out. “Come to daddy.” But to no avail, she didn’t come out.

Disappointment was written across his face as he sat up. “Aww, don’t be upset Yoon. She;s just scared. She’s in a new place,” you placed your hand on his cheek. “Why don’t we set up her stuff, maybe she’ll come out then.”

Begrudgingly, he agreed. You set up all the stuff in the room first, just to get her accompanied to the new place before the rest of the apartment. You had Yoongi handle setting up her litter box and opening up her toys while you set up her food and water. Cat stuff thoroughly thrown about the place, you saw small little paws peek out from underneath the bed.

“Yoongi,” you nudged your hybrid to look at where you were pointing.

Instantly, he began to lower himself to the ground, not breaking eye contact with her as she watched him slowly go down and down until he was laying flat on his stomach. Taking a few tentative steps, she got closer to him. Sniffing at his ear which twitched at the close proximity of her black little nose. “Those are my ears,” he stated simply as she started to swat at them and his hair. “Hey,” he chuckled, lifting his head away from her paws. “Don’t hurt daddy.”

“You’re really gonna stick with daddy?”

“Got a problem with that?”

“Not at all,” you raised your hands in defense, not wanting to argue with him. He moved back to sit on the ground next to you and watch as the kitten curiously bounded around the room. She looked up at you before making slow steps over, before putting her paws on your thighs. You looked up at Yoongi who looked nearly green with envy. “Guess we know who her favorite is.” You teased.

“No no no no,” he said as he leaned over before picking up the cat, plopping her on his lap. “She’s gonna be a daddy’s girl, if it’s the last thing I do.” You would’ve thought she would’ve hated being moved by force and would’ve jumped away, but she didn’t. She snuggled herself deeper into his lap and started purring. Now it’s your turn to be jealous.

“No fair,” you grumbled as you leaned forward to pet her again.

Yoongi only stuck his tongue out at you before turning his attention back down to the cat. “Moonlight.”

“What was that?”

“Her name is Moonlight. Moonie for short,” he said, his eyes never leaving her as he let his hand stroke her.

You leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the kitten. “Welcome to the family, Moonie.”

The rest of the day is spent with you and Yoongi on the ground, playing with her, completely ignoring the rest of the world. You took a lot of videos of her playing around Yoongi’s tail. It was precious to see how well he was with her; jumping into his new role as a cat dad. It warmed your heart. With each of her squeaky meows, Yoogni would respond with one of his own; his deep voice making a low meow, sounding nothing at all like a cat. Yet she still responded, meowing back only louder and more pitchy.

As they continued to play, it became painfully obvious that Yoongi definitely bought those small mouse toys for him because he was playing around with them a lot more than her. Moonlight on the other hand, was approaching your bed. Pouncing on it in an attempt to climb up top. With a laugh, you helped her up onto the mattress, watching her as she waddled about the uneasy surface.

Your stomach growled, hungry for some food. “I’m gonna go make something real quick.” You got up and kissed the top of Yoongi’s head before walking out of the room and towards the kitchen. You made a quick sandwich to refuel before getting back to playing. As you ate, you thought of how well this was going to be. Granted it was only the first day, but this was going to be good. Just by the look on Yoongi’s face you could tell. He was absolutely in love with that small little ball of fur, his baby. Your baby.

Finishing up your little sandwich, you made your way back to the bedroom. It was quiet, you didn’t hear any more rustling or mewling. Brows furrowed, you opened the door and the sight you saw before you melted you. Yoongi laid curled up in the middle of the bed, similar to how he did when he first got comfortable with you when you got him. Moonlight was tucked close to his chest with an arm draped over her, fast asleep.

On your tiptoes, you made your way over to the bed to lay opposite of Yoongi. They both stirred as the mattress dipped beneath your weight, but both remained with eyes closed. You let your arm drape over Yoongi’s side, effectively sandwiching Moonlight between the two of you. There the three of your laid, tired smiles on your faces as you warmed the new addition of the family between you.

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Hey Neighbor (Part 24)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Peter Quill x Reader Word Count: 3460 Warnings: fluff, light angst

Summary: You had a plan and then life came along with one of its own. With your future almost derailed you worked hard to get yourself back on track and finally everything seemed to be going right… that is, until your new neighbor moved in.

A/N: Feedback is always appreciated!

HEY NEIGHBOR PART 23 | HEY NEIGHBOR MASTERLIST

The sun beckons you to rise, to leave the bed you’ve grown so accustomed to in the last few days and with reluctance you do, trudging across your apartment to get ready for work even though all you wanted to do was sleep the day away. Finding out you couldn’t graduate on time like you expected to do was a huge blow to your motivation, and Peter’s belittling of the subject didn’t help.

For the first week after you ignored most of his texts, even if they woke you up in the middle of the night. You debated shutting your phone off again like you used to but ever since you started dating Peter you kept it on, rousing from sleep with texts that let you know he was okay after coming back from a fire. You began to reply with just a few words here and there so he didn’t worry. The last thing you wanted was for Peter to come over.

You weren’t in the mood to see him, making up excuses about having to work late instead of wanting to get into the truth about how you were feeling. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to address it, you just didn’t want to now. You already had a terrible headache from all the tears you spent crying over a stupid mistake, you didn’t need to add an argument on top of it.

Knowing Peter’s schedule made it easier to come up with excuses for the days he had off so you didn’t expect him to show up at your door one evening. But it wasn’t Peter’s face that you first saw through the peephole of your door, but the kind smile of a stuffed animal.

Opening the door a little you saw Peter’s eyes peeking out from behind the plush, a floppy eared dog that wasn’t quite as cute as Groot but still adorable nonetheless. Peter lowered the doll revealing a serious expression.

“I’m sorry,” he said gently, with sincerity laced in every syllable.

You gripped the door tighter, feeling tears begin to well in your ears but still you said nothing. Two words could not make up for the four he said that broke you.

“I realized how much of a jerk I was, I didn’t validate your feelings and I’m sorry, Y/N. I never meant to hurt you.”

A tear rolled down your cheek as you sniffled, opening the door wide enough for Peter to come inside, enveloping you in his arms. More apologies fell from his lips as did your tears but when Peter nudged the nose of the stuffed animal against your arm you began to smile. He pretended like the dog wanted to get in on the hug and you happily obliged.

Peter stayed for a while, explaining he switched days off with someone. It kind of threw off his schedule but he didn’t care. “You’re worth it,” he told you, pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

You kissed him goodbye, waving the dog’s paw as he walked down the hallway. While it was nice to have made up with Peter there’s still a feeling of resentment deep down inside that you can’t help but hold onto.

Despite forgiving him Peter still wanted to make sure he was there for you, by distracting you on the day you should have been graduating and going to a movie under the stars at Riverside Park. You held hands, resting your head on Peter’s shoulder as you watched Footloose, “the greatest movie in history” according to him.

The chill of the night made you shiver and Peter draped his jacket around your shoulders and from that moment on you sort of spaced out, remembering a chilly night not long ago when you were wearing Bucky’s jacket as he kept you bundled in a warm hug. The memories stung like needles in your heart. The movie is a blur. Your mind was off graduation but lingered on more unpleasant thoughts...

It didn’t take long to get your mind off the past, not when you began working at Metro-General again. Elena was kind enough to let you complete your hours on the weekends and it was only going to take just over a month. Working long hours at two different places every day of the week was going to be a bit of struggle but it was one you would happily push through.

You saw less of Peter as a result but truthfully you hadn’t the chance to see much of anyone except for Steve at Stark’s and occasionally running into Sam at the hospital. When your schedules did allow for an evening together you weren’t much company, spread out along the couch with Groot at your side, cuddling him as you shut your eyes until dinner was ready. And afterwards Peter joined you in the shower, the water waking you up enough to feel every sweet press of Peter’s lips on your skin as you got clean– and dirty together

In bed, your hand rested on his chest as Peter held you close, whispering your name softly to see if you were still awake. A soft hum vibrated in your throat and Peter asked something you thought you’d be able to avoid.

“Thor’s having a barbecue on Monday. Can we go?”

Monday, Labor Day, the only day you had not to do any laboring except for much needed laundry. You really wanted to spend it sleeping until noon, possibly later, and enjoy the only day you had off.

Peter’s lips flattened into a thin line, wondering if you had fallen asleep or didn’t respond on purpose. He knew it might be hard to convince you, with you being so exhausted already during the first week of your new schedule but he really wanted to see you that day and with a deep breath he let you know how much it would mean.

“I love you Y/N and I really miss you. We wouldn’t have to stay long, I just wanna be with you since we both have off.”

You hoped Peter couldn’t feel the way your heart began to rapidly pound against your rib cage. Peter loves you? He said the words. He said them and you… tried to pretend you were asleep. You were probably doing a terrible job, Peter could surely feel your panicked breathing.

You had to say something. Anything. But you couldn’t say it back.

Not those words.

Through a sleep-laden sigh you mumbled an “okay” a guilt fueled answer in response to a party you really didn’t want to go to, along with the rhythm of words that could maybe have been an “I love you too” if someone chose to interpret them that way.

Despite how tired you were it took some time to fall asleep with Peter’s words keeping you awake.

Thor lived in a narrow apartment with clean white walls and light oak floors, and simple furniture that left room for a lot of open space. There was a plain wood table with curved back chairs on thin tapered legs, a decent sized couch across from a slim TV mounted on the wall, and a large potted plant growing tall and green, soaking up the sun from the glass doors that opened to an outdoor balcony.

You first spotted Gamora inside, standing up to greet you and Peter. The women she was speaking with introduced themselves as Jane and Darcy, and they were happy to have another person to talk to that didn’t work for the FDNY.

“We were outnumbered before but now you’re here!” Darcy cheerfully said.

“We’re still outnumbered,” you heard Jane remark in passing as you made your way to the balcony to find Thor.

He took a moment to step away from the patio sized barbecue to say hello before returning to ensure the meat was properly turned on the grill. Over his shoulder he introduced you to some of his coworkers introduced by their last names, Fandral, Hogun and Volstagg.

Everyone got on along well and the conversation made everyone smile. Peter broke out in laughter as he told a story about Drax, who was working today and couldn’t defend himself or his sensitive nipples. You were having a really nice time but while eating Thor’s food you couldn’t help but think how this would compare to George’s barbecuing. Is Bucky there now? Is Claire? Are they happy?

Are you?

You don’t see Peter again until the end of the week, another night spent in his apartment that you should have felt a little more comfortable in by now but you don’t. Sure you’ve slept there often enough and showering wasn’t strange but it was something on a deeper level that you didn’t connect to. Everything still felt like Peter’s, which makes sense of course but the feeling you can’t get past is that you can’t see these things ever feeling like yours.

Groot nudged your arm to stretch across your lap, eating a cookie that crumbled on your thigh. Ironically Peter’s pets were the only things you really felt connected to. Oh and Peter too, you realized as an afterthought, feeling bad about it.

Your head was hanging down, staring at Groot as you stroked his head, not paying much attention to Peter as he sat back on the couch. He stretched his legs out onto the coffee table, grabbing the remote and turning on the TV. His hands dug around the cushions for his Firestick remote, asking if you’ve seen it but instead of answering your head snapped up at the mellifluous voice of Shirley Jones.

Seeing The Music Man left you in a state of frozen shock, and watching as Marion sings to herself of her feelings for Harold Hill, the feelings she’s been denying for some time now brought painful tears to your eyes. You couldn’t stop them, tears dropping on top of poor Groot’s head as Marion poured her heart out for the person she loved.

Peter turned when he heard you sniffling, giving up his quest to find the smaller remote and wrapping his arms around you. “Awww kitten, you cry at musicals, that’s so sweet!” He kissed your temple, a feather light peck pushed daggers into your heart. “I cry too, like the time I saw Little Shop of Horrors…”

Peter’s words fade as you focus on the pain radiating in your chest, the ache of an atrophied muscle beating to a song you made it forget. It cries out in longing as Marion does for Harold… as you long for Bucky.

It’s hard to believe that a little over a year ago you were invited by Tony Stark to be a part of the team that got The September Foundation off the ground. You remember being taken to his office, nervous as if the principal was going to call your mom and becoming absolutely flabbergasted when he asked you to work on this project.

It’s funny how things have a tendency to work out. When your living situation changed so did your life, and Stark Industries became a raft in the water. It kept you afloat as you cruised slowly down the river towards your degree, and when the time came to complete your requirements you took a chance, sailing on choppy waters and in the end you survived. Not only did you survive but you came out stronger.

The last year has given you so much to be grateful for, from being able to have the opportunity to learn from one of the city’s best damn social workers Elena Rodriguez to working alongside brilliant minds like Tony Stark and Pepper Potts and so many others to create an amazing organization.

The September Foundation opens its doors next week but tonight was all about celebrating. You’re shaking with nerves but in an exciting way as you take your Uber to the modern penthouse of a gorgeous hotel in Tribeca.

Your heels clack on the large marble tiles that spread across the lobby. It's a mix of modern and contemporary with charcoal walls and a sleek backlit sign above the check in desk with the most gorgeous chandeliers you’ve ever seen, like fireworks frozen in their fullest burst. To the side people sit on velvet green chairs that surround a gold hammered coffee table, noses glued to their phones.

You catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirrored elevator doors, standing taller when you notice your slouch. There is no need to slouch tonight, you look and feel amazing. Dressed in an elegant black halter gown with a thick embellishment of pearls on the neckline, you kept your jewelry simple with a delicate gold bracelet, letting the dress and bold red lipstick stand out.

“Y/N!” a woman’s voice beamed, and you spotted the reflection of Maria Hill in the mirror.

You turned around, finding yourself in her tight embrace. You always got along well with her, but you didn’t think your former boss would be this happy to see you. She introduced you to a man you had seen only in pictures, Tony’s friend James Rhodes who he had always called Rhodey, and while she walked in on his arm you didn’t want to assume anything.

The elevator ride up to the penthouse was filled with small talk, Maria couldn’t believe how much had changed since she last saw you. She handed you her card, “That’s my mobile,” she said with a hint of an Australian accent peeking through, encouraging you to call and catch up while she’s in town.

Rhodey extended his arm across the elevator doors, allowing you and Maria to exit first. You were stunned looking around the space rented for the event. Floor to ceiling glass walls gave a panoramic view of the Manhattan skyline. The outdoor balcony was grand, with stylish seating and candlelit tables.

Tony walked out from around a corner, looking sharp in a designer suit and perfectly knotted bow tie. He was accompanied by a woman in all black, the event planner who clutched a tablet in hand, her head whipping around in all directions as she spoke to him visually scoping the space for any last minute issues that needed tending to.

He smiled as he spotted the three of you, his eyes lifting with acknowledgment before he could come over. Pepper had come out from somewhere behind you, stunning in a twilight blue satin dress. More people who were part of The September Foundation team quickly filed in from the elevator taking your attention away from lingering on the tiny protrusion below Pepper’s waist, your suspicions confirmed later when she refused a glass of champagne. A lot of things had changed indeed.

When the gala was officially opened you were meeting and greeting with so many faces, repeating yourself a few dozen times though never losing enthusiasm. This was so important and you really hoped tonight’s event was not only a celebration of everyone’s hard work but a reminder for those with philanthropic abilities to continue supporting this community outreach program.

Familiar faces in the crowd made you light up brighter than the sun. You greeted Natasha, Wanda and Steve, all dressed impeccably for the event. “Where’s Clint?” you asked.

“Where else?” Natasha chuckled, pointing towards him stalking a tray of bacon wrapped dates.

Wanda apologized for Sam, he was working tonight in the ER and obviously couldn’t make it.

“Peggy sends her regards as well,” Steve chimed in. “She had to fly back to England for some family business.”

You understood, almost all of your friends were there at least but not everyone. You had thought about inviting Bucky but extending an invitation to Claire didn’t feel right and purposely not inviting her felt worse. And after your stomach felt like it got flipped upside down you gave up on the thought altogether. You and Bucky weren’t friends anymore and you’re not sure you ever could be again.

“I don’t see Peter,” Steve said.

Wanda and Natasha were no longer beside him and you felt comfortable enough to whisper, “I broke up with him.”

You knew things weren’t the same anymore. It began when Peter showed a lack of respect and concern when you couldn’t graduate on time but even after he apologized you knew it was over the moment he told you he loved you and you couldn’t say it back. You didn’t love Peter. You had fun with him, you enjoyed his company but you didn’t love him and you would never be in love with him.

The breakup happened shortly after your last night together, when The Music Man reminded you that you did love someone once and even if they didn’t feel the same you owed it to yourself to be with someone you could love. It felt weird not telling your friends about what happened but with The September Foundation opening and finishing up the hours at Metro-General you really didn’t have a lot of time to focus on anything else.

Besides, you didn’t need them for this. Breaking up with Peter didn’t hurt because you knew it was the right thing to do, although saying goodbye to Rocket and Groot was terrible.

Steve clenched his jaw, swallowing before he asked, “Does he know?”

Your brow creased. “Who?”

“Bucky.”

What difference would it make if Bucky knew? Bucky chose to be with someone else. You weren’t good enough in his opinion so what is the point? Your breakup has no effect on his relationship.

You held your tongue, remembering where you were. With a frustration laced sigh you answered, “It doesn’t matter Steve. He–”

Before you could finish, Tony stood beside you and interrupted, “I’m so sorry, could I bother the lovely Miss Y/L/N? There are a few people I’d like her to speak with. Tony Stark, by the way,” Tony said, extending his hand towards Steve even as his feet began walking in the opposite direction.

Steve understood, this was technically work related but he wished he could have told you the truth about Bucky and Claire. He let out a heavy sigh, wondering if it was even his place but he was tired of the two of you ignoring the truth. You insisted on never speaking about Bucky, cutting Steve off if even tried to say something and Bucky was just as bad. He told Steve about his breakup with Claire but when your name came up it was too painful to hear.

He shook his head with frustration; Steve can’t believe he is friends with the two biggest idiots in the world, idiots that couldn’t see what was right in front of them.

He debated texting Bucky, telling him to come down here and profess his feelings in a grand way but he didn’t. You would definitely hate that, not wanting to take any attention away from the important organization that actually mattered, and besides Bucky was busy at his own event tonight, the screening for a movie he scored. Steve sighed again, grabbing a glass of champagne off a tray and drinking it quickly, hoping that one day soon you and Bucky can finally work this out.

Your feet ached all the way home until you finally stepped through the door and pulled them off, the wood a cool relief on your soles. Your dress was hung back up and you slipped into comfortable pajamas and a tank top. You spot the breakfast pajama bottoms, happy faced foods staring back at you wondering why you haven’t worn them in months. It was stupid, you loved those pajamas but you couldn’t put them on since Bucky wore them.

A tear slips slowly down your cheek as you think of his runway walk but you convince yourself it's just the water you’ve splashed on your face as you take off your makeup. You’re thoroughly exhausted after tonight and yet floating on a cloud carried by joy as everything worked out.

You completed your internship hours this past weekend and though you did have to wait until December you were going to graduate, officially. The September Foundation was going to keep you busy until then as you were asked to stay on to oversee everything and help it run smoothly. You were optimistic but Tony said to always be prepared for the worst. His words rang true in your head as you received a phone call from Sam an hour or two after you shut your eyes.

Harsh puffs blew out from his nose and mouth as if he was trying to catch his breath. He sounded relieved when you answered though his voice was unsteady, “Y/N, come down here quick. It’s Bucky... there was an accident.”

PART 25

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