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slow dancing in the dark » bae irene

pairing ⥬ joohyun x reader

genre ⥬ angst (fluff + smut)

summary ⥬ on her date, joohyun comes to the realization that there's nobody that she wants other than you. hopefully, she's not too late.

warnings ⥬ dom reader, sub irene, oral (idol receiving)

WC ⥬ 5.5k

part 1 | part 2

joohyun watched junmyeon's lips move as he talked on and on about his business deals at work. she would say she was listening to him, but she knows better than to lie. to be completely honest, her mind was in a different place.

this date was way different than the first.

their first date had felt so much more easygoing and fun, but only now she could tell the romance was missing. it felt like he was only talking about himself. she adjusted her hair and her dress, feeling oddly uncomfortable. this is not the same sweet charming guy she talked over phone with, and she was starting to see through his facade.

she was thinking of inviting you to join them earlier, before she had left, but obviously she wasn't going to make you tag along on their date because she didn't want you to actually meet him until they were officially dating like she had done with her other relationships. seeking your approval was always her number one priority because you knew her more than she did herself, and you were a little protective. nevertheless, you always closely examined each guy she brought to you, making sure that they had good intentions, checking if she had misjudged their motives. you were like the shield to her warrior.

maybe that's why she felt a little more awkward, or uncomfortable. she knew your presence made her feel safer and she was starting to feel uneasy with the man, sensing that he was slowly getting cockier and more rude as time passed. you never made her feel like this, never made her feel so little or inferior. clearly, he was trying to do that by flaunting big business words and bringing up his famous clients.

she knows that if you were here, you would've set him straight and told him off for making her feel upset. she blushed as she thought about you defending her like you usually did, always being straightforward and scolding someone if they even dared to hurt her. you were always the one to protect her, so of course she would've wanted you here tonight. she also would've enjoyed the dinner more if she could hear you talk about something dumb rather than this snooze-fest of a topic.

she also thought about whether you did want to come and were just afraid to ask. she's brought you on dates before, usually when she meets up with someone she doesn't know well. though, those relationships never lasted, they always ended it because they "knew her heart belonged to someone else".. anyway, you usually did everything together so it wasn't that odd for that to be the case. you did look quite down when you left her place.

"joohyun? you okay?" startled, she was brought back into the moment when she heard him.

joohyun locked eyes with the man in front of her, "hm? yeah i'm fine, why do you ask?" she put on a forced smile, trying to pretend like she wasn't ignoring his rambles.

he inspected her face. "it didn't look like you were really listening." because she really wasn't. this entire time she had been trying to figure out why this date was just boring. she hated to admit it, but this was not what she expected the date to be like. she thought it would be like the movies where she'd come to the conclusion that she had finally found her soulmate.

she could tell that he wasn't anywhere near to having that title. she needed a way out of this, any second longer hearing about how his business clients tried to finesse him and she may go crazy. "junmyeon, you're a good person but i really can't sit here and waste your time." she sighed at his shocked face, his ego clearly damaged. "i don't think this is working out for me."

"what? wait hyun—"

"don't call me that, there's only one person who's allowed to call me that." she said sternly. his eyebrows shifted and he wore an upset expression, but she didn't care. that was the nickname you gave her, so she never allowed anyone but you to call her that. not even her parents. it ticked her that he did, she always made sure that the precious nickname was reserved for you.

"joohyun," he corrected himself, "can't you just give me a chance? for me, this date has been great and i think ending things here would be stupid! i'm really the perfect boyfriend for you." he pleaded before reaching for her hand, but she dodged it, scoffing at his childish behavior.

she begins gathering her belongings, trying so hard to not roll her eyes at him. "who are you to decide what the 'perfect boyfriend' is for me? maybe i'm not wasting your time but rather my own." she stood up, looking down on him like he was scum.

he clicked his tongue in annoyance. "should've known a girl like you was only good for her looks." he muttered under his breath and leaned back in his chair.

she's fuming. "don't call me or contact me, or else." joohyun took her bag off the chair and began to speed walk away.

"or else what? you're going to get your loyal puppy you call your best friend to come and fight me?" that made her pause and she could hear him getting closer as he followed. "she'd probably do whatever you command her to. after all, she clearly just wants to get in your pants just like the rest of us."

a slap echoes in the now silent restaurant.

everyone watched as joohyun struck junmyeon right across the face, the sound of her hyperventilating and a couple of murmurs the only audible noises to her. she was mad, livid even.

"it is not your business what y/n does, nor is it okay for you to judge her like you know anything about her. you must have some nerve to think everyone is as much of an asshole as you. i've known her for years. i've been her best friend for years, and i've seen every side of her. i'll decide what her intentions are with me." junmyeon held his hand right over the cheek she slapped, bewildered by how hard she hit and how defensive she was of you. she muttered some other insults under her breath as she collected herself.

she took a deep breath and looked around, realizing that everyone was looking at the two of them. she felt a little embarrassed, not about defending you, but because she was disturbing the innocent bystanders who were just enjoying their dinners. she gave a small bow to apologize for making a scene, and glared at the man who was still standing there not saying anything.

she needed to leave asap. she felt so angry that she wanted to cry, so upset that she got involved with someone like this. at times like this, your consolation was all she needed to make the anger dissipate. "once again, don't try to contact me." joohyun made clear before storming off.

the moment she reached home, she took off her heels, switching them with house slippers, and threw her purse onto her counter after she got her phone from inside of it. she called her only pinned contact and waited to hear your voice.

instead, she heard her own voice in the form of a custom voicemail, the same one she made for you when you both were still in high school. "hello! if you are trying to reach y/n, she can't pick up the phone probably because she's too lazy to... anyway leave a voicemail or call again later!" why was it sending her straight to voicemail? joohyun was confused because you would always wait for her call, especially if you knew she was going out with someone in case of an emergency. it wasn't like her calling you was out of the blue, it was a regular thing. she could even recall the days you stayed up all night, saying you couldn't sleep because she didn't call.

she called once more and ended up with the same outcome. at this point she was already extremely upset, mostly with what went down at the date, and she wanted your comfort. she grabbed her keys and decided she would just go to you. either way, she wanted your presence, no, she needed it. it was like an urge that she could just not brush off, she needed to talk to you. without changing into her shoes or even changing her outfit, she got into her car and drove off.

once she reached your street, the first thing she noticed was that your car wasn't in your driveway. when she typed in your passcode to your door, she also noticed your shoes were also missing. usually when she came over, she would scold you for leaving your shoes all over the place as she put them away.

but this time, there weren't any shoes for her to pick up.

where could you have possibly been at 9 pm? the fact that you were more of a homebody made it even more odd.

joohyun went to your bedroom to lay on your bed, planning on just waiting for you to return. minutes that felt like hours passed and she felt herself nodding off, your comforting scent on your pillow lulling her to sleep. she was out cold by 11, still in her red dress as she didn't bother changing because she thought you'd be back sooner. otherwise, she would've just slipped into one of your baggy tees.

but as the sun rose and shone through the window of your room, you were still nowhere to be found. she shot up in a daze, looking around to see any trace of your return. nothing. you were still missing and she was starting to get nervous.

joohyun opened her phone and tried your number again, the same outcome. she called your parents, thinking it was probably the only place you would have been overnight, but even they said they had no clue where you were and that you weren't answering their calls either. joohyun apologized for calling so early in the morning and it was probably nothing to worry about, hanging up. she didn't want to drag them in and make them worried too, ultimately deciding to search for you on her own.

she was out of ideas, she had no idea where you were and joohyun was sick to her stomach just thinking about what dangers you could be in. you could be lying dead on the floor for all she knew. she curled up in your sheets and snuggled close to your pillow again, seeking comfort in it by hugging it and smelling it, imagining it was you. praying you were safe, she took a nap despite having just woken up.

five days had passed and joohyun was still in your bed. she only ever got up to cook something to eat using what you had, which was mainly instant foods because you relied on joohyun as she loved to cook you your favorites. when she met your mom for the first time when you were younger and she learned about all of your favorite dishes, she promised that she'd make all of them for you even if you grew up and learned how to cook on your own.

great. now she was crying again, it's like she was reminiscing memories of someone dead. she hugged her knees to her chest and sobbed. her worries got the best of her and she was not only worried now but also scared. it had been almost a week and there was still no sign of you anywhere, on your socials, your dms, nowhere. she felt like she was dying not being able to do anything but wait in your home.

she already called the people she knew and they didn't know, called your favorite places to go and they couldn't recall you ever showing up, and she didn't know what to do other than wait. was she supposed to report you as a missing person? joohyun was so lost, not knowing what to do. she sniffled as her tear ducts were completely drained and a wave of sleepiness hit her like a truck. your pillow was decorated by her tear stains and she just hugged it closer, wishing you would just send her a message that you were okay.

she fell into a deep slumber as it felt like the only thing she knew how to do in this state of mind. not even the sound of the front door being opened woke her.

when you had returned, you spotted joohyun's car in your driveway almost instantly having seen it so many times. what was she doing at your place? why wasn't she out with her boyfriend?

you quietly entered through the main entrance. even if it was your house and you could've come in as loud as you wanted, you wanted to avoid startling your sensitive best friend, assuming she was somewhere in here. there, you were at it again, unconsciously caring for the girl who belonged to another. reality sucked and you felt embarrassed that you cared so much when she didn't reciprocate your feelings after all.

the house was dead silent so with soft footsteps, you walked around in search of joohyun. as you passed the hall leading to your bedroom, you noticed how the door was wide open when you remembered shutting it when you left. for a second, you thought about the possibility that she had brought him to your house, but she knew you rarely let people into your house, let alone a total stranger.

you peered through the open door and saw a joohyun sized lump in your bedsheets with one of your pillows missing. silently, you fought the urge to just jump on top of her and throw away the five days of your friend's "therapy sessions" (you just cried on their couch and explained everything in incoherent words). you were supposed to be working on moving on, but seeing her again made it feel impossible.

you approached her as quietly as possible as she was quite the light sleeper, sitting on the empty space beside her. you gently peeled the blanket from her face, praying you won't be stepping over any new boundaries. she was just as pretty as you thought she was, but her eyes were puffy and a little red and there were faint tear streaks on her cheeks. you found your missing pillow, but it was stained with tears as well. not only that, but joohyun was still wearing that red dress she looked so beautiful in. that was what she was wearing when you last saw her though..?

before you put the puzzle pieces together, joohyun began stir awake. she felt the bed had sunken into and turned around to see you sitting there with a confused look. she stared at you blankly for a moment. "hyun?" it took a second for her to process that you were finally home and when she did, she launched herself at you, wrapping her arms tightly around your torso. you were taken aback by the force of her tight embrace, but you melted in her arms, rubbing her back as she started to cry into your shirt.

"you're back.." she mumbled into the fabric, inhaling your natural scent mixed with the scent of fresh laundry.

in a sudden burst, she put both her hands on your chest and shoved you back, forcing you to get up off the bed and stand as her breathing got heavier. her sweet expression quickly switches to an angry one and you are so confused by the change in her demeanor. you try to get closer to her given the distance she made, but she moves farther away on your bed.

shit, you should've known you were getting too cozy when she's already taken. you've gone and made her uncomfortable. nice one, dummy.

"hyun, i'm.. i'm s–"

"how could you..?" joohyun asked, her voice quivering as her eyes brim with tears. you felt a tightening sensation in your chest at the sight of the distressed girl. and to even think that you had hurt her when you worked so hard to protect her heart from all pain.

"hyun, i'm sorry. i–i truly didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, i was just thinking about myself."

she furrowed her brows. "what?"

"there's obviously a line and i didn't mean to overstep it, nor did i mean to disrespect junmyeon. i was just so used to our usual skin-ship that i wasn't thinking about it" once you say that, joohyun begins seething.

"are you stupid?! that's not the problem!" she blows up. "the problem here is that you decided to leave out of nowhere without even calling me or messaging me once! i called everyone, even your parents!! and i felt so hopeless not knowing what to do."

she had it wrong, you didn't think it was going to be this hard on her. you just wanted to fix yourself and heal your broken heart. "hyun, i wasn't–"

"i was here panicking when you were probably frolicking around, partying with other people, enjoying yourself. you just disappeared and i was worried.. i was so worried." the tears spill over, and she's now a crying mess. the gears in your head went into overdrive trying to understand her. she thought you were out having a blast, being a party animal? you..?

now you're upset. "me? 'frolicking around'? what, you think i was out clubbing or going to bars, doing something fun?" you asked with a mad tone.

the switch in your vocal tone caught her off guard."yes.."

you scoff. "seriously? that's not even close to what i was doing, but okay, whatever you want to believe joohyun." you ran your hand through your hair, sighing deeply, trying not to get mad with the way she accused you of something stupid. she was clearly not okay and you weren't going to get upset at her. "i'm going to leave, call me when you want to talk."

she fist tightened, her nails digging into her palms. "of course you are, you're good at leaving." she felt a surge of emotion through her veins. anger, sadness, she felt it all when you said that and she gave up. you bit your lip, feeling like you were about to boil over. she read into your expression of disbelief, "you know how hurt i was?"

"you were hurt?!" you yelled. joohyun flinched at your volume, which you noticed, but you couldn't just bottle this up forever and act like you were okay just to protect her. "what about me? i was hurt too when you made me sit through that date, watching you flirt and laugh with some man you met a few days ago. i was hurt when i watched you talk to him over the phone when we were supposed to be hanging out. i was hurt that someone you spent so little time with managed to steal you away from me so easily, even though i've been by your side for years."

you quickly tried to wipe the streams coming from your eyes, but they just kept pouring. joohyun sat there so lost, perplexed by your shouts.

"what.. what are you–"

"for years, i've been in love with you, joohyun."

joohyun's eyes widen and her arm that was holding her up gave out for a split second. her puzzled face made you want to laugh in pain. you spun around and made your way out of the room, desperate to get out as quickly as possible.

you snatched your keys off your kitchen table and stuffed them into your pocket, slipping on your favorite pair of shoes that you left randomly placed at the front door.

before you could even put on the first one, joohyun slammed you into the wall, pinning you against it. if it were any normal day, you would have let her do her thing and just stood there flustered, but you were over it. "joohyun, move." you command, trying to gently pry her off of you.

"no!" she cried, doing her best to prevent you from slipping out of her grip. she was really afraid that you were going to leave her this time.

"joohyun."

"so stupid.." she mumbles and you furrow your eyebrows. soon, you were going to get wrinkles.

"me, stupid?"

"you are! you really think i want that bumbling idiot?" she growled.

"well, yes? i saw how bright your eyes sparkled when you talked to him. you love him, i can tell." you remembered how stoked she was after the first date, spending her days on her phone, talking to him.

obviously, that's not how she recalls it. "how are you going to tell how i feel?"

"i'm not stupid joohyun."

"well maybe you are because i'm in love with you too."

you both just gaze into each other's eyes, feeling the tension lingering in the air. your eyes slowly shifted down to her lips that were slightly apart, listening to her breathing pick up its pace. you wanted to kiss her so badly, her plump lips so tempting to taste. seeing that you weren't going to make the first move, joohyun placed both of her hands on your cheeks and inched forward, capturing your lips into a kiss.

the leisurely kiss slowly turned into a heated make out. the sounds of your wet kisses were deafening, the entire place dead silent otherwise. she was starting to pin you more by leaning her body onto yours, pressing you completely into the wall as her hands snaked around your neck. it was making you dizzy, feeling her body on yours. you tilted your head and bit her lip, allowing you to slip your tongue in to explore her mouth. joohyun let out a small moan in return, surprising you.

you broke the kiss, your lungs crying for air as you try to figure out if this was going the way you hoped it was. scared she did something wrong, joohyun looked down and frowned. you put a hand on her chin, lifting her head up so you could continue. "joohyun. do you really want this?" she nods eagerly, her excitement showing through how quick she responded. "i need you to say it out loud."

"yes, please, i want this." she pleaded. without wasting a second, you latched onto her neck, sucking and biting, leaving purple marks behind. she tried not to moan in fear of making you stop again, which she did not want at all. the pleasure was overwhelming for her, overwhelmingly good at least. you picked her up and she yelped as she wrapped her legs around your waist, your hands supporting her underneath her thighs. while you carried her to your room, she pushed back your hair and pressed kisses on a sensitive spot under your ear.

you opened your door with your foot and went straight to the bed, laying her down on her back. "turn over." she listens to you and flips onto her stomach. you go for the zipper of the dress and slowly pull it down, revealing her silky skin and pink laced bra. you hum in approval of her choice on undergarments, enjoying the view from behind. she whines, protesting your speed, urging you to hurry up.

she brings her hand to yours on her back to take over, but you slap it away. "don't rush me, joohyun." the authority in your voice makes her quiver, the heat between her legs intensifying. "i'll make sure you know how to be patient by the time we finish here." you say with smirk, loving how you can affect her so easily as she lets out a breathy sigh.

once the metal reached the end of the zipper, you placed your palm on the lower part of her back, making her flinch at the contact. you pulled down the sleeves of the dress and undressed her, revealing her pink lingerie set which amuses you. you toss the dress to a corner, careful not to ruin it as it was a cherished gift of yours. your eyes traced her fame, admiring how gorgeous her body was in pink.

"you wore this to your date with that douche? you got all prettied up for him?" you ask, a little mad just thinking about her wearing such a lewd thing for someone other than you. she nodded and pushed herself up with her elbows, shifting to face you, a little shy that you were seeing her in this. she puts her arms over her chest and groin. you grab her arms firmly and move them out of the way, allowing you to see her completely. "funny you think he deserved any of this."

you let go of her arms and grope her right breast, to which she lets out a squeak. "this," you give her a squeeze, making her moan out. "is mine. understood?" she just nods again, eyes closed as she focuses on the works of your hand. you move your hand around to her back and feel for the hook of her bra, undoing it with one hand. you tugged it off, the sight of a topless joohyun absolutely one of your favorites.

you forced her back until she was laid down flat, latching your lips around her perky nipple. the new sensation made her throw her head back, her nipples very sensitive. she felt your teeth gently bite on her nub and soothe it with a swipe of your tongue. at some point, she stopped caring about being loud or not, it was very obviously going to be impossible to be quiet when you knew how to pleasure her so well.

your lips left her chest and slowly worked its way down to her stomach, leaving a trail of kisses every inch of the way. you looked through your eyelashes and saw that she was just watching you so intensely, clearly waiting for you to relieve the ache that was only growing the farther down you went. just to tease a little more, you started to go the opposite way of where she wanted you to go.

joohyun whined for the nth time and pushed your shoulders back until you were face to face with her clothed pussy. there was already a wet spot forming on her underwear, the smell of her arousal intoxicating. with your pointer finger, you press onto the wet patch. her whole body seems to react as she tenses up, crying out, and you snicker at how sensitive her body was.

"stop teasing me, please." she begged.

"fine." you began rubbing her heated cunt through the fabric, and all the tension left her body. her small whimpers fueled you to get straight to the main course. you take her panties and rip them, tearing them off of her so you could have full access to her sopping pussy.

"hey!" she sits up halfway using her elbows, "do you know how much this set was?!" it was like steam was coming out of her ears. joohyun always valued everything and took care of her stuff with care so that they would last longer. you just laugh and look at her, the fact that you didn't give a shit was written all over your face.

you hold up her torn underwear with one finger, "baby. i can buy you as many as you want, but you are not keeping this." you take the pink laced set and tossed it to the side. "as if i would let you wear this lingerie after you bought it with the intention of having someone else take it off of you." you muttered.

your eyes take in the sight of her fully nude with her legs spread open, her wetness glistening in the light. once again, she felt shy under your gaze and forgot that she was even mad in the first place. she tried to close her legs, but you palmed her crotch, your hand getting covered in her juices. the pressure you apply makes her moan as she slowly begins moving her hips, grinding against your hand.

you let her do her own thing for a moment, taking the chance to get impossibly closer. you remove your hand and replace it with your tongue, giving small kitten licks to her bundle of nerves, each paired with a small whine. joohyun gasped as you sucked her clit and swirled your tongue around it.

"fuck! h-haah, why are you so good at this.." she asked between breathy sighs. you let go of her nub with a small pop before dragging your tongue down her slit. she was soaked. you slurped up her wet, slick juices and dipped your tongue into her, making her emit sounds at a pitch you didn't even know she could reach. you pick her thighs up and put them on your shoulders. as you devour her, you circled her clit with your thumb.

her mind is foggy, the unholy thoughts of having you ravish her all day, every day being the only thing she can think about. no one knew how to treat her like you do, how to pleasure her, how to make her feel good. comparing you to her past relationships and few one-night stands, there was really no one better than you.

you pausing made her perk up, unhappy with the loss of contact. "no one better than me, hm?" your teasing smirk infuriated her, realizing that she let her last thought slip out. she put her hand on your head and pushed you back down.

"shut up, i didn't say that." she lied.

you took it as a challenge, a taunt. "oh really? so you need me to prove that there will never be anyone to please you like i do? consider it done, bae joohyun." you stopped talking and dove in, clamping your lips around her engorged bud. without warning, you plunged two fingers into her sopping pussy. she screamed out in surprise by the complete 180, going from soft and gentle to rough in the blink of an eye. the mix of your fingers thrusting in and out of her with the biting and licking of her clit brought her closer to her climax within minutes.

"fuck-!!" she put both of her hands onto your head, raising her hips trying to press herself harder against your face. "gonna cum, i'm gonna cum!" she warns, but her higher pitched tone with her antsy movements gave it away already. you sped up and curled your fingers into the spongy flesh. you pressing onto her g-spot sent her over the edge, her back arching as she gasped.

she went silent before her body started shaking violently, her soft, warm thighs crushing your skull in order to keep you in place and she came. you removed your fingers, but continued to lap up her gushing juices, making sure not to let a single drop go to waste. coming back down from cloud 9, she loosened her hold on your head, scared she hurt you because she needed an outlet for the pleasure.

all worry was wiped clean as you came upon with the biggest smile on your face, looking like a kid on a sugar rush. around your mouth and on your chin were the remnants of her orgasm, the thin coat shining in the light. she hummed, "i think you got a little something on your face." she joked, pointing to you. you poke your tongue and cleaned your lips, wiping the spots you couldn't reach with the back of your hands.

"all gone?" you ask. she shakes her head no and leans in, licking a strip on your face.

"there, all gone." she says innocently as she bats her eyelashes at you. she was so close that you could feel her breath on your face. she was so clearly staring right at your lips so you close the gap, smashing your lips into hers, allowing your lust and love take over. when you broke it to prevent yourself from suffocating, you saw how she's surprised by your energy. "what?"

"you thought i was done with you, hyun? i still have years of daydreams and fantasies that i need to fulfill. unless you're too tired?"

her surprised face transitioned to a snarky one, her energy matching yours now. "i'm never too tired to make up for lost time." she shoots back before pouncing onto you like a hungry fox hunting its prey.

the whole night was dedicated to you showing joohyun just how much you needed her, wanted her, and she got your message. she felt it in every touch and in every whisper.

you finally got the chance to express your deep and unwavering love for her. no more slow dancing in the dark.

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non-stop-imagines · 9 months

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Pairing: Max Verstappen x Black Content Creator!Reader ( Halle Bailey face claim)

Word Count: ~8.1k words w/ smau

Warning: Smut (slight fingering, thigh riding, p in v), a little oral fixation, Soft!Dom and protective Max, reader going into a subspace, Max punches a guy, my American description of driving, mean comments, Twitter Environment, mention of food it's also pretty cute 😘 Minors DNI!!! 18+

A/N: I knew I had big plans for this fic but I didn't expect this big. I absolutely loved this request when I got it and I wanted to put as much care into writing it as they did coming up with the idea. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy, because as always I enjoyed writing it! Love you all!💖💛💖💛💖

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maxverstappen1 Mine ❤️

babygurlyn tagged

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rbrhypetrain This was not on my 2023 bingo card, but I can use the free space ✍🏼

babygurlyn I don't even have this many good pictures of me. How???

>maxverstappen1 When your girlfriend is as beautiful as you are, you get a lot of opportunities to get good pictures

landonorris I would like everyone to know that Max posted this 3 months into dating Yn. He means business

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babygurlyn Because he posted me and I think he's pretty too 😍🥰😘 No one tell about me posting the last pic 🤫

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redbullracing We think he's pretty too ❤️😗

>seb4ev I think Max better watch out for the Red Bull admin, I just can't figure out who they're trying to flirt with most of the time

maxverstappen1 😐 > babygurlyn Who told?!

mercgirly Okay but I think Yn is the only person that has pictures of Max that make him look really pretty and like good for her

hateruser I doubt Max actually likes how Yn acts It's just so immature

Max has grown fond of non-race weeks since he started dating you. Your mindset was that "Weekends are for having fun, not working", something that you would pout about early in your relationship whenever he would go train or agree to meetings on non-race weekends. But now, with two weekends off, he's using one to stay at home, currently driving on his sim but the true purpose of his presence was to be at your beck and call. To be there for you to talk endlessly too, to help you with stuff, to be filmed for your YouTube channel, anything. And he was happy to be there to do it.

"Maxie, are we ordering food for lunch or were we planning to go out for it?" You pop your head into the room, doe-like eyes darting between him and the screen facing him.

"We have plenty of food here, my love." He continues the session he was in but pauses it when he doesn't hear your socked feet shuffling away and the faintest whimper come from the open door. "Yeessss…?" He turns his body to get up from his seat and walk over to the door leaning against the frame. You move your body from leaning over to only have your head in view to standing straight up, shyly peering up at him, to which he pushes some locs from in front of your shoulders then tips your head up with a finger. "What is it"

"It's just, there's a cafe that's doing this special latte art to celebrate the 100 year anniversary of the creation of Disney, 'cause they have this food printer or something that is able to do it and I was hoping we'd be able to go there today." Your rambling was accompanied by wild hand movements that supplemented your words, a trait you've subconsciously picked up from your boyfriend, and as you neared the end your voice tapered off, unsure of what the response would be from Max.

"Well why didn't you just say so, love?" His voice was a soft, exasperated coo as he reaches to fix your hair again and then uses a hand on either side of your face to make you look at him. All you do is shrug in response, knowing of the short lecture you were about to get. "Baby, first of all, I'm not mad. But didn't we talk about you speaking up more about what you want?"

"I just didn't think it was that important." You tug at the hem of his shirt. Even with his hands angling your face up towards his, you avoided eye contact.

"We talked about this…" He bends down to catch your lips in a quick kiss, then opens his eyes a little wider waiting for you to comment.

"Everything I say has at least some importance…" You receive another kiss and then feel Max's hands move to your waist, gingerly pulling you closer.

"Good. Now, try again." He gives you a little grin to encourage you.

"Hey, I was thinking we could go to this cafe that is doing Disney themed latte art. It looks pretty cool." Your voice fluctuated as you tried to sound more confident in your request, trying to act nonchalant in the process.

“I think that’s a wonderful idea. Let me know when you want to leave.” He gives you one last kiss on the forehead and starts to head back to his game.

“Okay! I’ll let you know. Thank you, baby!” Your mood turns on a dime as you skip off to some other room, a shift which Max just shakes his head at as he restarts the session. About 10 minutes later, Max can hear you mumbling to yourself, sounding like you were straining to grab something, so he stands from his seat again and starts to search for your location, eventually finding you standing on a side table trying to reach your mini tripod that was on the highest shelf of your bookshelf in your office. “Dang it. Get over here. Woah.” You wobble on the table that you forgot was already uneven prompting Max to rush over and steady you.

“Get off the table, please. What do you need? Your tripod?” He stretches up to reach where it is, which was slightly pushed back from the edge of the shelf.

“Yes, please.” You beam up at him as he hands it to you, and once he does your focus goes to the small camera stand, flexing the legs to make it easier to hold, but Max interrupts your focus by lifting your chin to give you a small lingering kiss, forcing you to look into his eyes once he backs up.

“Please never do that again. Just ask if you need help with stuff like that, okay.” His face was softly stern, lifting his eyebrows for emphasis as he spoke. He keeps the same face as he waits for your answer.

“I know, I know. I will, but you know I just start doing something and completely forget about everything else and it makes me forget to ask for help when I need it…" Your words taper off as you go to place the tripod on your desk, but you turn around to Max crossing his arm, eyebrows scrunched in mock concern.

"Yes, I know that. But you need to try and remember to ask for help, I'm always here for you." Max's gaze followed you as you approached him, first taking his crossed arms to turn him toward the door and then moving behind him to start pushing him out. Both you and him knew that if he were really trying you wouldn't be able to move him an inch, but here you were guiding him through the exit of your office.

"Okay, thank you. Now go." You continue to push but feel resistance all of a sudden. You peek your head around to look at Max who was smiling at you. "What?"

"Do I get to be in your vlog?" You roll your eyes at your boyfriend's question, then get back behind him to push again, moving once more.

"You know you're always in my vlogs. Now go. I'll be there in a sec." You finally succeed in getting him across the threshold of your office then turn back around and head back to your desk, starting to fiddle with your small vlogging camera.

“Okay.” Max does as he is told and heads back to his gaming room, sitting down in his seat and putting his headphones, and, after stopping to answer a text or two, starts playing again. After another 20 minutes he hears the patter of your feet, but continues his game waiting to hear your voice.

“Can I come in?” You ask your question while slowly shuffling in. What you don't see fully is how bright and wide Max’s smile is as he feels your presence grow closer.

“Of course you can, baby girl.” He finally ends the session and turns off the game, knowing he probably won’t be able to come back to it for the rest of the day. He removes his feet from the pedals in front of him to place his feet flat on the floor, turning his head to look straight into the small camera you pointed at him.

“Say hi to the people, Max. They love you, you’re their favorite.” You giggle, primarily at the way he waves and then flashes a semi-awkward thumbs up.

“Hello! Now you, what’s up?” He shifts his focus to you, face attentive as he pulls you into his lap by a large hand on your waist.

“So you know how I asked you about going to that cafe today?” You had the camera pointed at you two, viewfinder flipped up so you could make sure you guys were in frame, and once you did you turned to look at Max who only had his attention on you, watching his nod and loving the vibration when he hums his affirmation, pushing a loc out of your face. “Well I was thinking that we could couple the experience with something fun.” You wiggle your eyebrows, first at Max and then briefly at the camera before turning back to him.

“I don’t like that look. What did you have in mind?” Max keeps his eyes trained on you, watching and internally smiling at the charisma you were giving the camera, not like it was much different than your normal personality, if anything a bit toned down.

"Well I thought that maybe you could teach me how to drive? Or at least start teaching me how to drive. And then we could go to the cafe since we were out." You use a free hand to comb back his hair with your fingers, and something the camera is able to see is the slight head tilt upward he does to move closer to your hand and the side profile of the soft look he was giving you.

"Oh yeah, I always forget you don't have your license. I'm so used to just driving you around." He thinks for a moment, still only looking at you, watching as your enlarged brown eyes anticipated his answer. "Fine, I guess we could do that." He smiles back at the radiant smile you gave him and the quick kiss on the cheek you give before you remove yourself from his lap.

"Yay! Thank you baby!" You start to skip toward the door but you didn't realize that Max had snuck his hand around your wrist to pull you back to him.

"How were you going to leave me without a proper kiss?" He had his eyebrows raised in mock surprise, to which you roll your eyes and stalk back over to him, leaning down a bit to kiss him. It was a couple of deeper kisses, making sure your lips slated together rather than just a small peck. What you also noticed was that Max had angled the camera toward you two, making sure footage was captured of the kissing.

"You're so needy, ugh." You fake your complaint as you stop your recording and leave the room, not seeing the soft, loving look he was giving you as you walked out the door.

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"Okay, here we are in the car on the most empty floor of the parking garage that we could find. And here's Professor Verstappen, ready to teach me all there is to learn about the rules of the road. Take it away, Max!" You finish your spritely intro to this portion of your vlog by highlighting Max's presence with your hands, waving them towards him and then finally looking toward him for instruction. He was too busy watching you, though, so it took him a beat to realize that it was his time to talk.

"Oh, okay. Uh, hello everyone. First, have you ever been behind the wheel before?" His arm was already resting behind him on top of his seat, so he was already in reach of a loc that you kept of your ponytail, deciding to mess with it while you gave your answer, giving his hands something to do.

"Well, I've never paid attention to all the stuff. Really just messed with the wheel." You twist the wheel, then look back at Max, the camera now just a spectator of the interaction between you two.

"Okay." He grins at you, eyes wandering over your innocent face before continuing. "Uh, let's start with the pedals. Touch them with your feet." He stretches his body to watch as you do. "So the wide one on the left is the brake and the narrow, long one is the gas." You nod, still playing with the pedals. "Mirrors, check them every time you get in." He reaches up and taps the long mirror in front of you guys. "This is the rearview mirror, make sure you can see out the rear windshield when you adjust it, okay?" You start adjusting as he continues explaining. "The side mirrors, uh, you want to make sure that you're able to see your blind spot and beside you. The controls to adjust it side mirrors are in the door. You just make sure you have the correct mirror selected and then use the up, down, left and right buttons to adjust the mirror.” You look at the side mirror but decide not to do anything about them. "Um, the gearshift. You have to press on the brake to be able to be able to press the button on the gear shift to move it." He was going to continue his informational dialogue, but he could hear you press down on the brake pedal. "Don't do it now! Hold on." He subtly motions for you to stop, his hand in your vicinity as he chuckles, his vibe a mixture of nervousness and adoration.

"Hehe, sorry." You had a toothy smile on your face, an indication to Max that you are already starting to get nervous and his words would need to be more gentle with his teaching.

"It's okay." He leans over to kiss your forehead before continuing. "Anyway, the letters on the gearshift-"

"Yes, the PRNDL…." You said the joke with such confidence, but you and Max stifled your laughter, staring at each other, you with that bright toothy smile and Max with a strained grin and facial expression of fake disappointment.

"Really?" The laughter he held was laced in his words. "You're adorable, you know that?" You nod with your bright smile, giving Max slight trouble when he starts leaning in to get a quick kiss, but you quickly get the hint, letting him kiss you as you nodded your head with less vigor.

"Hehe, yeah, I know." Your faces were still close, allowing you two to have a small moment of intimacy before finally getting back to the task at hand.

"Um, anyway. Yes the gearshi- the PRNDL, since I know you'll repeat it until I say it, those letters all stand for something. Do you know what they are?" He cocks his head slightly, making it more obvious that he is just making sure you know.

"Park, reverse, uh-neutral, drive, and I always forget what L stands for." You recite the meanings as you go down the panel, then look back up expectantly at Max waiting for confirmation that you were right.

"Correct. Good job, baby. And we're not going to worry about L until we have to." He pushes that lone loc again and admires your face as he thinks. "Okay, try just going forward. To that column." He points to a concrete column about 50 feet away, and he keeps his attention ahead of you guys as you put the car in drive.

"Okay, check mirrors, foot is on the brake right now, car in drive…" you mumble a checklist to yourself, double check everything you just listed, and then finally lift your foot off the brake and slowly, lightly press on the gas, allowing the car to finally move. Initially all was fine, it wasn't until 3 seconds later when Max felt the car gently swerving that he looked at you, seeing you twist the wheel back and forth as you tried to go forward.

"Woah, woah! Stop!" You immediately follow directions, slamming on the brake making both of your bodies jolt forward. You start to laugh nervously as you slowly turn to look at Max, who was looking at you wide eyed. "What the fuck was that, baby? You're not trying to warm the tires."

"I-that's what people do in the movies…and i- I don't know." An apologetic, nervous smile stays plastered on your face, a face Max knew well because it meant that you were really unsure of the situation and liable to shut down at any minute.

"That's just bad acting. But it's okay, you're okay. Just think of it as keeping the car steady instead of trying to guide it." He uses his hand to imitate a swerving driving path and then turns back to you. "You want to try again?" His gaze was intensely trained on you as he tried to gauge your anxiety before you answered.

"Mhm." The smile was now gone, your face was flat and eyebrows furrowed as you checked your mirrors again and then lifted your foot from the brake to gently press the gas again. This time there was a lot more focus on your part as you gently twisted the steering wheel as necessary to keep it in line until you got to the column.

“Okay, now put it in park.” With your foot firmly on the brake, you hold down the button on the gearshift and push it to put the car in park. Once it was done and you were sure the car was stationary. You lift your foot and jerk your head toward Max to shine a, now more confident, smile his way, that he reciprocates in his own Max way with a grin and wide eyes. “You did it!”

“I did it!” You reach your arms out and wrap them around Max’s neck, and the close proximity brought your cheek in range to receive a peck from him.

“How did you feel?” You still had your arms around his neck, but he was able to lean back enough to get your entire face in view.

“Better, but I know it's not that easy on the road so that's a little scary.” Max starts to open his mouth to calm your worries, but your next words change his planned soothing into reprimand as you continue. “And I know it’s stupid to be scared. Many people drive everyday without being scared, but I tin- '' Your words fade when your cheeks are grasped by Max’s long fingers and squished gently.

“Shh.” Max’s attempted cooing comes off more like a frantic mitigation of your downward spiral, like trying to stop a child from crying right as they’re on the cusp of bursting out in tears. He gives a small kiss to your manually puckered lips then lets go, gently lifting the locs you had back in a ponytail. “You’re not stupid. People get scared about driving, it’s normal. You just need to practice to gain confidence, that’s all. Okay?” Your lips were still pouted, but you looked at him through your eyelashes, eyes asking for a little more reassurance, which he gives by seizing your lips in another kiss.

"Okay." You press your lips together in a mild grin then settle back into your seat, tracing the steering wheel with your fingers.

"Want to try reversing and a little parking? And then I'll drive us to that cafe?" He laces his fingers with yours that had settled on the gearshift, running a thumb over the back of your hand.

"Yeah, let's do it! Really earn that latte." In your usual fashion, your demeanor changed on a dime to hyper enthusiasm, unlacing your hand from Max's and placing both hands firmly on the wheel.

"You earned that before we even got in the car." He stretches his arm across the back of your seat, placing a sentimental gaze on you. You turn toward him in a way that required you to lean your head back slightly, and flash that big beautiful smile he adores. "I love you." His head jerks toward you a little, waiting for your answer.

"I love you, too." You pucker after your words, receiving the kiss Max was craving to give you. It was simple, but it was lingering. He has always loved your lips, so his heart squeezed when they turned up into a grin for him as you got amped to continue driving. "Alright, let's get on with it!"

"Alright." He takes another second to watch you, his cute, bouncy, determined and all around amazing girlfriend, before continuing his instruction.

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"The fact that the latte was amazing AND had The Little Mermaid art on top makes my driving struggles worthwhile." You skip out of the cafe door that Max held open for you, thanking the employees as you leave, camera trained on your face.

"It was good?" Max also waved a polite, silent goodbye as you two walked back to the car that was parked in a spot along a surprisingly empty road.

"Yeah! It was a sea salt caramel latte and it didn't have too much coffee flavor but I can still feel a buzz." You grab onto his hand and swing it wildly, turning under his arm like you were tangoing as you waited for the signal to walk across the street. For it to be a Saturday, the roadway that had picturesque little shops along the side was almost clear, sans a few straggling teens and some cars driving by.

"That's the last thing you need. I don't know why you insist on getting drinks with coffee anyway if you don't like the taste of coffee." The signal finally changed and you and Max crossed the street, vlog camera still recording, but just getting a lower angle shot of you two walking.

"You can have so much fun with the flavors of coffee drinks. And you know energy drinks are hit and miss with me." You lift your camera once across, you gauging the short distance to the car before talking, speaking through your teeth in a mock wince. "Sorry, Red Bull." You stop the recording and turn off your camera now just wanting to take in your surroundings hand in hand with your boyfriend.

"Yeah, I know." He feels his phone vibrate in his pocket, which he pulls out to see he received a text from Lando.

Lando

Do you and Yn want to come hang tonight?

Me and some friends decided to just go out tonight

Don't know who all is coming yet tho

What do you say?

And tell Yn I said hello and that I love her more than you do 😁

"Why does he text like this? All these messages…" Max removes his hand from yours but sticks out his elbow so you're able to wrap your arm around his. You guys stop walking for a moment, since you were basically at the car, while Max goes to answer whatever question is hidden in his myriad texts. "Would you want to go out tonight with Lando?" He looked down to his side for your response, which was almost immediate excitement.

"Yes! Let's go out! I love hanging out with Lando." You sway with Max's arm in tow as he types out his response.

Max

Okay, we'll come.

"Okay, we'll go. Now please, I need this arm." His plea held fake exhaustion, causing you to laugh a laugh that was music to his ears. As you guys finally approached the car, you could hear people down the sidewalk calling to get your guys' attention.

"Oh my God, it is him!" Two young men both looking around 25 approached you two with excitement in their demeanor. "Max, we love you, mate. That Red Bull has been crazy dominant!"

Max could feel you trying to move behind him a bit, but for you this was just because you knew these guys were here to see Max so you didn't want to get in the way. For Max the rudeness due to their lack of acknowledgement to your presence was strike 1. "Thanks, you guys. But listen, we have to get going-"

"Hey do you think we could get a picture with you real quick?" When the phone started to be handed to you, Max was ready to snatch your hand up and leave immediately, but seeing you reach for it, okay and eager to take a picture of the boyfriend she is immensely proud of and his fans, he simmered down, enough to take a decent picture with the two men before they excitedly walked off after thanking you.

"They were kinda nice." Max walks you to the passenger side of the car, opening the door for you, grunting in faux agreement. "I don't think they knew who I was, though." Your words came out as a giggle because you were truly amused with the situation, but Max just closed the door, gently and hiding his stone face as he does.

"If they did they would have acted like fucking saints." Max mumbles to himself, walking around to the driver's side. He pauses, taking a deep breath and actively working to relax his face, knowing the scowl would affect your mood too, and realizing a new annoyance that has emerged for him. There are people out there who think that you are something less than the best thing to have come into his life.

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landonorris you don't want to know what happens when Yn has vodka

>mercfantasies What happens when she has vodka????

>babygurlyn No one will know what happens when Yn has vodak 😐😐😐

> landonorris The walls have ears 👀

maxandynfan Max in your new vid 😭😭 you could've warmed us about how sweet he was

> babygurlyn I told you guys Max is nothing but a big softy 🥰 (And don't listen to him when he says he's not)

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You made sure you had your items, small purse on your arm, large pink chunky-knit sweater over your arm, a pink that matched the mid rise Nike Court Royales that you wore with a black tennis skirt and white blouse, phone locked in both hands as you bent under the rope in the garage separating visitors from the rest of the garage. You knew that it would have been more comfortable and easier watching from the Paddock Club area or the motorhome, but Max insisted you stay in the garage, and you didn't mind because you liked being this close to the action, and it was easier to get to parc ferme and the podium by just by exiting the garage. So you found yourself walking out of the garage, hugging people and cheering along as everyone celebrates another win for Max. No matter what anyone says, for you every win is so exciting because you know the work he has put in to achieve this. The top three cars park and you are able to reach and hug Max, making a face at him to joke about how he stunk from his sweat and then shooing him off for the post-race interview, and as you did you felt a tap on your shoulder, turning around to see a young guy and girl. The girl had her phone in her hand and the guy a small microphone, the ones that can clip onto the shirt.

"Hi, I'm Jackson and this is my girlfriend, Catherine. Do you have time to do a quick interview with us?" The guy, Jackson, asked you close to your ear, to which you nod in agreement. You and Max have been dating just over a year, and you can count the number of people that have approached you to speak to you on one hand, maybe two if you added exceptions.

"I would love to do an interview, Jackson." You were able to answer without having to yell in his ear, since the cheering has died down as third place is interviewed.

"Please, you can call me Jack." He points to Catherine and gives her a thumbs up, which you assumed was to signal for her to start recording, because after counting down to 1, Jackson begins to introduce himself and you, to which you give a spritely wave to the phone that Catherine was smiling behind. "So, Yn, you have been with Max for almost 2 seasons, seen so many of his wins, have you gotten used to them now?" Jack's eyes shifted between you and the phone as he spoke, and once he was done he brought the small microphone closer to you.

"Oh, no. Every race is different. Even if it is the same race during a new season, the conditions are different, and I see the work Max puts in first hand, so I am always very proud of him with every win." You smile toward Jack and then the camera.

"You know, with what can be seen as a severe lack of action due to Red Bull dominance, people have turned their focus to other news in the F1 sphere, one of which being the relationship between you and Max." Though more comment than question, the small mic is gestured toward you for input.

"Oh, well, I'm flattered. I hope it's mostly good things." You could feel a shift in the tone of the interview, which was confirmed by the confused look being given by Catherine from behind the recording phone.

"There has been good stuff, yes, but the most discussion and discourse has been over how different you two seem to be from each other." Again the microphone is thrusted toward you.

"I-well, yeah, we're different from each other, but I think that helps us. We get to learn from each other." Your smile has officially started to fade as Jack continues to speak.

"Not just the differences between you and Max, but the difference between you and his previous girlfriends." Your eyebrows were officially furrowed, confused by the implication.

"I don't think I know what you mean." The further you got into this interview the more the outside world began to be shut out, so of course you didn't feel Max's eyes trained on you, post interview and supposed to be headed to the cool down room, but instead he watched.

"People just don't understand how he could go from dating high class models and daughters of previous racers to you. You're so different from his previous girlfriends, what do you think it is about you that drew him in?" Your head tilted, really trying to figure out the point of the question, face softening into disappointment as you slowly start to realize the micro aggression in the comment.

"Well, I-i don't-um-" You jump at the feeling of an arm wrapping around your waist, giving Max a sad smile when you look in the direction of the arm.

"What's going on here?" Max uses his grip on your waist to pull you behind him, and switches to holding your hand.

"Max! Great race-" Jack goes to clap Max on the shoulder, be Max leans away, anger still consuming him.

"No, don't change the subject. What is going on? Why does it look like my girlfriend is about to cry?" Max relaxed the hand that held yours so you could mess with his hand, but still had a scowl on his face.

"I was just seeing what she had to say about-um-ha. You know what it's-" Jackson was starting to bail, motioning to Catherine to stop recording, which she does but she stays put, face enraged as she watches her boyfriend make a stupid decision.

"No, don't leave. Whatever you were talking to my girlfriend about you can talk to me about cause you were obviously upsetting her." You still held on to Max's hand, but the insinuation made during your conversation was already clicking, and you didn't like what you heard.

"Fine! She just acts so childish and ditzy! No one understands why you're with her!" With that final declaration, everyone within earshot and paying attention to conversation was shocked. You, though wide eyed, were hurt, a small seed of doubt now attempting to worm its way into the mental security you had in your relationship with Max, but feeling him suddenly jerk his right hand away room your grip provided enough of a momentary distraction.

"Fuck you." The two simple words were followed by a punch that dropped the guy. You hear gasps coming from multiple directions, making you guys realize you weren't the only one experiencing this, but this was the last thing on Max's mind. He looks up at Catherine. "Is he your boyfriend?" He was shaking out his hand, stretching his fingers and gingerly touching what will inevitably be bruised knuckles.

"Not anymore. I knew he was an asshole sometimes, but this is a new low." She shakes her head down at Jack, who was now being tended to by a nearby marshall who saw, and luckily heard, everything, and was nodding in agreement.

"Good for you." Max finally looks away from his hand to turn his attention to you. "Come on, let's head back." Max then reaches out for your hand with his currently painfully red right hand, which you grasp instinctively, planning to make the grip a bit softer, but having to hold on more as he whisks you back to the Red Bull crowd, putting you with Geri and Christian.

"Where have you been?" Christian's question was frantic and directed toward Max as Geri swipes caringly at your white blouse.

"Doesn't matter." The answer mildly shocks everyone, showing that Max is running on pure adrenaline at the moment. He looks back at you. "Are you okay?"

You nod quickly at his answer, sad and tired doe eyes looking up at him. "Yeah, I'm fine. Well…now I'm worried you might get sued." As you spoke Max gathered you in a tight side hug and kissed your forehead.

"I fucking dare them." He says this with a flat neutral face, and then a grin suddenly appears once he looks toward you. "Love you." He leans down to place a kiss on your lips.

"Love you, too" You responded, tipping your head up toward you to get one last kiss before Max quickly makes his way into the cool down room for the last few minutes, joining Lewis and Charles.

"Where have you been, man?" Lewis was stationed by the stand holding his helmet, taking a long swig of water after his inquiry. Charles sat silently in one of the chairs, uncaring of the number indicating who it's supposed to be, also looking at Max quizzically. Max puts a finger up and watches the cameras in the room, waiting for them to be shut off indicating that filming has now been directed to the podium.

"I had to help Yn with something. Someone was being an asshole to her" He stretches his abused hand, bruising already starting.

"You punched someone?" Charles gets up and heads to the exit so the three can head to the podium. Max doesn't answer the question verbally, just looks up from his hand at him and lets a satisfying grin replace the flat expression on his face.

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"Baby, you're never this quiet. And it's been since we got back." You were sitting on the couch in his gaming room that sat behind his sim set up, hyper focused playing Mario Kart on your Nintendo Switch.

"I- I'm fine. Nothing's wrong." You mumble your answer, only half listening to Max's concern as you play your game.

"Yn, turn off the game and listen to me." You just press pause and look up to your left to place focus on Max, but Max wanted your undivided attention so he walked around to sit next to you, plucking the game from your hands and turning it off. When you didn't protest, he knew something was really wrong. "You have not been yourself, Yn."

"What, I'm supposed to be "childish" and "ditzy" all the time?" You snap, crossing your arms and avoiding eye contact.

"That's what it is." Max nods to himself and then uses the arm that he had outstretched along the back of the couch to tilt your head onto his shoulder. "You can't let the opinion of one person get to you, Love." Though meant to be comforting, Max's words just annoy you, making you lift your head from his shoulder and stand from the couch, pacing back and forth.

"But it's not the opinion of one person, it's the opinion of multiple people, apparently. I'm not sophisticated enough. I'm not mature enough. I'm not classy. I'm an airhead." You fight tears that prick at your eyes after using your fingers to list off comments you saw online. Max gets up from the couch to stop your pacing, lifting your head with his large hands and kissing a tear that got away. "I don't want to be a bad reflection on you, Max."

"You could never. Yn I am not exaggerating when I say that you are the best thing to ever come into my life. Okay?" You nod, but Max was not content with the lack of eye contact you've continued to maintain. "Yn?"

"Hmm?" You finally look up at Max when he calls your name, a soft grin briefly appearing on his face before disappearing.

"You know, I don't think just telling you will do anything." You hold the eye contact and furrow your eyebrows in confusion. "I think that I am going to have to fuck into my lovely girl's head exactly how perfect she is. What do you think?" The grin was back, but presented more like a shit-eating grin. The confusion and anger you felt moments ago was brushed away, replaced by shock and arousal, and all you could truly do in the moment was nod. "You can be quiet now, but I'm gonna need you to speak up later on, okay?" Another nod from your blank faced head makes Max chuckle before kissing you again, harder, deeper, his tongue invading your mouth and, like a good little girl, you copied the motions, and when he pulled away you had a bright smile on as your teeth took hold of your bottom lip. Max could see in your eyes that your demeanor was softening, focusing on the pleasure that was incoming for you, but he wanted to go a bit slower, really wanting to emphasize the affirmations and confidence building that is supposed to take place. "Can I take this off of you?" You nod and Max slowly lifts the oversized shirt above your head, dropping it to the floor when he sees what’s underneath. A sheer pink bra with flower detailing, your nipples visible through the fabric. “What’s this?” Max was like a kid on Christmas morning, looking at a tree full of presents from the stairwell.

“I didn’t feel that great this morning so I put this set on because it's my favorite and makes me feel pretty.” You rock on your feet during your explanation, hands behind your back, pushing your chest out.

“Set?” You nod, gentle grin on your face. “Show me.” You follow directions, shimmying out of the tight shorts you had on to display the matching pink, flower detailed thong you had on. “Oh, you do look pretty, lovely girl. But you're always pretty.” Max gets an idea on the direction he want to take things. “You know what? Repeat that.” He grasped your hands, backing up to the couch and sitting down, bringing you in and wrapping your arms around his neck.

“I’m pretty?” You twist your head to the side, lips in a small pout and face confused. Max runs his hands up your arms and brings them to your waist.

“Mhm. Again.” His eyes were trained on your breasts, bringing his right hand to your left breast to cup it and run his thumb over the nipple through the fabric of your bra.

“I’m pretty.” You say it as a statement this time, but still tainted with uncertainty.

“Yes you are. Again.” Max instructs, looking you in the eye, hand still fondling your breast.

“I’m pretty.” You say it with a grin this, breath hitching when his hand moves up to run along your entire boob.

“That’s my lovely girl.” You smile a little brighter at the accolade and subconsciously run your eye up and down Max’s torso. “You want me to take it off?” You nod, pussy clenching at the simple action of Max asking what you wanted from him. “You’ve gotta ask then, my love. Use your words.”

“Can you take your shirt off, please.” You squeaked out, then inadvertently bringing him closer to your chest when you begin to mess with your nails.

“Of course I can.” And so he leans away from you and manually removes your hands from his shoulders, which you subtly frown at, but the loss of contact didn’t matter once the solid build of your boyfriend’s torso became visible, hands magnetically drawn to his shoulder and rubbing down his back. “Happy.” You nod, the gentle grin settling on your face again. “Now, let’s see…” His hands go back to glancing over your sides. “You… are… intelligent. Repeat that.” His hands have now strayed to your ass, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“I’m-ah-intelligent.” You do as you’re told, shock when you feel the pads of Max’s fingers drag across your clit, exposed since he pushed the fabric soaked in your juices to the side.

“That okay?” Max looks up at your wide eyed face and you nod, which prompts Max’s fingers to touch you, stirring up wetness that he uses to caress your clit. “Again.”

“I’m intelligent.” You place your hands firmly on Max’s shoulders as the sensation from your clit being stimulated had your knees starting to get weak and caused you to grind into Max’s hand.

“Yes, you are very intelligent, my eager little baby.” Max is able to stop you from rocking your hips and pulls away his hand, sucking your slick from his fingers. “You want my thigh instead? So you can rest those legs a bit.” You nod as you lower yourself onto his thigh, exposed since he was wearing shorts. You move the fabric of your panties to the side to be able to drag your clit along the muscle ridges of your boyfriend’s thigh, that sensation making you wetter which made Max harder, tenting his athletic shorts. “That’s my smart, pretty little horny girl. Get off on my leg, baby.” Max’s praise and encouragement makes you hump his leg harder, whimpering, trying to satisfy the amplified desire that resulted from his words. “Now, what can you think of to say, lovely girl?

“Can’t think…” You hug into the crook of his neck, still whimpering at the feeling, but Max reaches back to remove your face from his neck so you can look into his eyes.

“Yes you can. I know you can. Think…” The face that you had, mouth hung open, brows knitted together, only made Max harder as he waited for you to speak.

“I…am…classy.” You keep riding his thigh, moaning when Max bounces his leg once.

“Again.” His hands were back on your body, migrating back up toward your boobs.

“I’m classy.” Your words begin to slur and the motion of your hips more erratic and irregular.

“Good. Good job, lovely girl.” He looks up at your face, eyes closed and head rolling as you concentrate on the excruciatingly slow building climax. “What else?” Max had removed a hand from your body to push down the hem of his shorts and boxers down to free his dick, already dripping pre-cum on his stomach.

“I’m not an airhead.” You were whining your words now, hands past Max’s face and holding onto the back of the couch, pink sheer bra now taunting him.

“You’re not, my love. Fuck. I promise you.” Max runs his thumb along his raging pink tip then begins to pump himself, watching your flustered face intently.

“Maxie, ‘m gonna cum.” You brought your face back to his neck and continued the erratic pace of your hips, but your declaration caused Max to let go of his dick and use his hands on your hips to stop your movements. “Please…” This word was moaned from your lips, your endearing neediness making Max’s heart flutter, liking the fact that he’s the one satisfying your whiny pleas.

“Hold on, baby. Get up.” As you do, Max watches a string of wetness stretch from his thigh to your partially covered pussy. He then frantically pushed down his shorts and underwear, kicking them who knows where, and brings his hands back home to your hips, hooking his fingers onto your underwear but then removing them, grinning up at you. “You take them off, my love.” At this point all you wanted was to feel Max, inside and out, so you wiggle out of your thong, but as you reach back to remove your bra, the feeling of Max’s hand on your thigh stops you. “Keep it on if it makes you feel pretty, baby. But let me just…” Max reaches out to your breasts, pushing the pliable fabric out of the way, leaving your exposed boobs to be outlined by the pink fabric and the covered wiring of the bra.

“I look pretty?” There it went, your mind on the back burner as the only thing you can think of is getting on Max’s lap so you can bury his hard cock deep inside you. Max knew his words had to be careful now, as you were more sensitive in this state, but he still wanted to get it through to you that you were the only one for him.

“Yes you do, baby. Come here.” He brings you closer by your waist, holding on tighter as you climb on the couch, straddling him and then finally lowering down on him, whimpering at how deep he was and how full you felt. You tucked your head into his neck again, this time he gives in for a moment, not moving his hips at all, but bringing his fingers down to gently circle your engorged clit. “Come on, I want to see my pretty girl’s lovely face. Can you do that for me?” You nod into his neck and then slowly pull back to be face to face, eyes glossy and lips slightly parted, drawing Max in to kiss them. It was slow yet sloppy, and when you guys pulled back from each other, your lips were shiny from the spit. “Beautiful.” Max starts to slowly drag his hips into you, enjoying the fucked out face that you had even after just riding his thigh. Praises in English and Dutch came as a whisper from his lips, heads press against each other.

“Wanna suck on smthn…” You request between little whimpers, to which Max obliges by bringing his right hand to your jaw so his thumb could trace your lips before you opened your mouth for it.

“You look so pretty sucking on my thumb, bouncing on my dick.” While one hand was occupying your mouth, the other hand had a firm grip on your ass, helping you move up and down, but most of your movement was assisted by the slight bounce of the couch. As he watches the concentration you had, trying your hardest to get to that edge, he decided he wanted to give your brain something else to do. "Say you're pretty, baby." You initially go to take his thumb out of your mouth to say it, but he insists otherwise. "Say it around my thumb, love."

"I'm pwetty." You repeated, wide eyes boring into his, bringing your hands up to wrap them around his wrist.

"Good. Ah, fuck." Max stopped his thrusting for a moment but you didn't stop your bouncing, rocking your hips into his waist, getting well needed friction to your clit from it rubbing his pelvis. "Say-fuck-say your smart."

"I'm smawt." Again you repeated, this time face a bit more strained as your body gets to that familiar ledge.

"You deserve me, baby. I'm the one that doesn't-ah- deserve you." Max starts thrusting again, taking the hand that was on your butt and pushing locs that hung in front of your face behind your ear.

"I desewve you." You just mindlessly repeat the part of the sentence that you knew was for you, bouncing, chasing your climax.

"Fuck, yes you do baby. I'm so happy you're mine, my love." He removes his thumb from your mouth so he is able to use both hands to grip your waist to move you, and you whimper because of the emptiness in your mouth. "I want to hear all of the pretty noises you make when you cum."

"Wanna cum…gonna come-ah. Ah!" A quick succession of moans and whines accompanied your climax, it eventually all becoming too much, causing you to fall forward into his chest, still whimpering. Max pulls his dick out of you slowly, trying hard not to stimulate you past your limit.

"Shhh-shit-give me one moment and I'll help you, pretty girl. Just relax." He keeps one hand on your back, fingers running along your spine as he uses his other hand to finish himself off, letting out sharp breaths as strings of cum shoot lazily onto his hand. After he comes down from his own high, he starts to coo you back from your subspace, letting you know how well you did, reinforcing what he had you repeat earlier, asking what you wanted him to bring back from the kitchen. Once he feels you've come down enough, he fixes your bra then picks up your oversized shirt from the floor and pulls it over your head, then goes to clean himself up enough to put his clothes back on and comes back to clean you up and make sure you drink the water he brought you. The rest of the night you guys cuddled on that couch, deciding to just sleep there for the night, and Max held you tight to his body, trying to physically protect you from the words that caused you so much mental anguish. He laid there, thinking, and decided that when you wake up, he's suggesting you delete Twitter.

#black reader #request #f1 x black!reader #formula 1 #formula 1 x black!reader #max verstappen #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen x black!reader #max verstappen imagine #f1 fake text #f1 smut #f1 smau #f1 imagines

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sugar-omi · 3 months

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Since it's getting close to Valentines Day, I wanted to ask something wholesome.

Imagine getting one of those candy and card things in school (I think they are called Teddygrams) for Cove. (This can be any step)

i looked it up, n google just showed me pictures of bear shaped graham crackers n ion think thats what you mean... but i do know what you're talking about!!! i remember exchanging happy V-day cards and candy w the class!!! i've been thinking abt step 2 mc and cove exchanging gifts, so i'm glad others are thinking abt the same thing too.. and even though this is, prbly, definitely?, different than what you want, i was alrdy writing something so here you go LOL happy valentines day everyone <33

tags : Fluff, step 2, gn reader, you or cove confessed at the end of step 2, multiple choice dialogue, your mom is out to embarrass u for sure....

synopsis : cove asks you to be his valentine for the first time as his partner.. he's probably way more nervous than he should be.

cove doesn't know what got into him this year.

well.. he does. you two started dating last summer and with valentines day decor and gifts all over town, and sly comments from his father about his plans for the week. he can't ignore it.

he also can't ignore the fact that he does want to do.. something for you for valentines day. enough though it's embarrassing and nerve crushing, and he could probably drill a hole in the ground with how much he's shaking.

but he tries to ignore the butterflies in his stomach, and he definitely ignores the way his dad looks at him, a smirk on his face as he watches cove carefully put your gift in his backpack, and when cove glares at him, he whistles around the edge of his coffee mug, his eyes drifting around the room and turns his back to cove.

cove ignores his dad's shaking shoulders, and continues to ignore him until it's time to leave.

cove throws his bag over his shoulder, avoiding his dad's gaze as he flips the locks. "i'm going now, bye dad..."

cliff smiles, feeling a bit bad that cove looks so flustered, but he's sure he'll make it worse if he tries to comfort him. "okay, have a good day at school! tell everyone i said hi."

cove peers at his dad, trying to weigh if there's any sarcasm or teasing his dad's words... but he just nods and slips out the door, deciding to lock it on his way out.

even though he can't wait to se you, he also is procrastinating the inevitable...

he eventually finds his way across the road, and on your doorstep, hypnotically knocking on the door, a habit he is used to but also falling out of ever since you two agreed on another method of entrance via your window...

the door flies open, and instead of you, he's greeted with elizabeth's bored expression.

her face morphs into a lopsided smirk, a quip on the tip of her tongue.

she turns over her shoulder, yelling. "y/n! your baby boyfriend is here!"

cove sputters, his face flushing a bright, deep red. he hears some muffled yelling and thumps, presumably from you, but your mom coming around the corner keeps him from dwelling on it.

she puts her hand on elizabeth's shoulder, squeezing. "now now, be nice! it's a bright and new day after all, don't start by teasing the poor boy."

cove eyes pamela while she speaks with elizabeth, already knowing she's just saving her comments for later, and that she's just saving cove from elizabeth's terror since noelani left for work earlier.

pamela turns to cove, smiling brilliantly. "good morning cove. lovely day isn't it?"

ugh, she's definitely hinting about it being valentines day...

cove nods, "uh, yeah... good morning, mrs. l/n. my dad said hi, by the way."

she nods, waving him in. "tell him hi for me. you two should join us for dinner one of these days! it's been awhile.."

cove nods along with her ramblings, sitting stiffly on the couch, not sure where to look since elizabeth is also on the other end, stretched out across the other couch and engrossed in her teen magazine.

the creaking of the stairs snap cove out of his daze, and he ignores the snickering and hushed words between elizabeth and pamela.

you give a look to your mom and sister, but your eyes quickly turn to cove and you brighten up.

"oh! hi, cove.." you smile, hiding something by your side, trying to shield whatever it is with your backpack.

pamela claps, commanding attention. "now that you're all ready, lets get going, i gotta get to work. liz, where's your bag?"

cove stands up, walking to you to escape elizabeth's whining about being called 'liz', running to you to greet you.

you smile, a bit flustered this morning since unbeknownst to him, you also have a gift for him.

cove scratches his arm, smiling shyly, "um, hi y/n.."

there's a stretch of silence between you, awkward glances and you're fidgeting with your hands.

"um.." you break the silence, shuffling on your feet. "i have something for you... i was gonna give it to you at lunch but, maybe now is better?..."

you hold out a box with a red ribbon around the box, a little card folded and slipped through the ribbon.

cove flushes, a soft "oh!" slipping out his mouth. he probably shouldn't be surprised by the gift, but it doesn't mean he isn't flustered still.

your first valentines together... his heart is gonna beat out his chest.

"feel free to open it up and taste it, i [ made it myself / made it with ma / bought it ], so i hope it tastes good..." you ramble, watching cove read the card, his blush only spreading to his ears.

he pulls the ribbon, opening the box with slightly shaky hands.

he brightens up when he sees the brownies inside, white and pink chocolate drizzled on top with heart shaped sprinkles. it's cute, and looks extra yummy with caramel and chocolate chips inside the perfectly cut cubes of brownie.

he looks up, like an eager puppy, "can i really try it now?"

you nod, and cove breaks off a piece, chewing on it happily.

he licks his lips, eager to eat it right here and now but he decides to save it for later, remembering he has something for you too.

"uh, i have something for you too..." cove grabs his bag by the door, unzipping and reaching into an inside pocket and pulls out a pink, plush bunny holding a heart, and a box with a pretty ribbon wrapped around it.

you take it from him, squishing the rabbit in your hands and enjoying the fluffy fabric. reluctantly you put down the soft rabbit, in favor of opening the box that cove said you could open too.

you look inside, happy to see your favorite, [ chocolate / chocolate covered strawberries / cookies ] inside it.

you look up at cove, trying to meet cove's dodgy gaze. he scratches his cheek, shyly meeting your eyes. "i'm not good at cooking, so i just bought 'em. but i promise they're good! at least, i think.. i hope, they were the nicer ones so.." cove trails off.

you wave him off, closing the box. "they're perfect! thank you cove.."

you open your arms, silently asking for a hug which cove all but dives into, snaking his arms around your back and melting in your arms.

he's so happy.. and his heart has returned to a more reasonable beat.

you break apart, and cove covers his mouth and cheeks, feeling shy. "so.. does that mean you'll uh, be my valentine?" cove mumbles just loud enough for you to hear.

your smile wide, unable to keep the grin off your face. you nod, "i'd really like that, cove."

cove smiles, so happy he could float. "so.. do you wanna eat lunch with me? i mean.. i know we do already but like.. just you and me? maybe?" cove anticipates your response, buzzing with new, good energy.

you bite your lip, trying not to laugh at how cove is just missing a wagging tail to match his enthusiasm. "yeah, i'd like that too."

but your mom shouts from the door way, her keys jingling in her hand.

"okay lovebirds, now that you've set a date, lets go! you're late for your date with algebra!"

"mom!" you groan, looking at her laughing form with a scandalized look, cove shrinking, hiding his face.

#olba #our life: beginnings & always #cove holden #cove holden x reader #cove holden x mc #cove holden fluff #fluff

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catboybiologist · 9 months

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Okay maybe it's time to make an actual designated pinned post

Edit: hiya! A new pinned post will come, but quick note that I am starting my transition MtF now. This pinned post, and all the pictures in it, predate that, however. General guide is that I'm referring to pre transition me as a femboy, and will be referring to myself as a trans woman to moment I start HRT. But I'm leaving this old pinned post up for now.

Hi! I'm CatboyBiologist. I'm a grad student in Molecular Biology with a passion for the ocean, nature, Fromsoft games, national parks, and weird tech stuff. I tastefully hornypost about men, women, and all others (so be warned), post spicy hot memes (fuck you I'm the funniest mfer alive), type out long rambles about science and nature, and play Fromsoft games. PLEASE send me cute pictures of your pets.

Oh yeah, I'm also a cis man who does this sometimes:

I also make shitposts out of myself sometimes

I've also made a couple guides on how to replicate these kinds of looks.

General overview of femboy stuff:

How I create cleavage looks from a relatively flat chest:

If you want a somewhat more realistic idea of what my figure looks like:

The best way to specifically see those posts and filter out everything else is probably to use the femboy tag on my profile.

Pronouns? Uuuuuhhhhhhhhh, idk dude just use whatever. It's far more gratifying to me to throw a look out there and see what people wanna use for it than to declare my pronouns. If that doesn't make sense to you, they/them or he/him is cool.

Asks and DMs are always open for science talk, cute animal pictures, casual non creepy flirting, or whatever else... With the SOLE exception of these two questions that I get WAY too often and will give final answers to here:

"Are you a biologist who studies catboys or a biologist that just happens to be a Catboy?"

Both. Do humans not study human biology?

(also I'm actually studying bio irl)

"why is it not catboyologist, hmmm? I am very clever"

To give a serious answer to a joking question I get way too much: This online persona (or whatever you want to call it) is about balancing and integrating two large parts of my personality: my career in and passion for biology, and my queerness and gender nonconformity. I wanted both of those parts to be clear, in a cute and fun username. Basically, "catboyologist" only has the same effect as my actual username if you already know my actual username- you can't interpret the "biologist" part from "catboyologist".

Plus, "catboyologist" has too many consecutive wide vowels. CatboyBiologist breaks it up so it sounds punchier.

Oh yeah and apparently I was a 196 microcelebrity? I never to thought I was popular enough for that but apparently some people do 🤷‍♀️. So uh, hi 196 tag, I'm abusing you for my pinned post LOL

I'll also abuse other tags I use somewhat frequently, so hi y'all

#196 #r196 #r/196 #femboy #/r/196 #rule #cross dressing #catboy #cute crossdreser #biology #oceanposting

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herecomethefuzzz · 8 months

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hi sylv!! btw i wanna say quick tysm for ur support on my fics🥺💗ur always so kind in the tags it makes my day <3

i come w/ a request!! best friend! reader petsitting jambo + the other guy while schlatt's away and him coming back to see you sleeping on the couch with the cats and him realizing he has feelings for you🥺

-rabbitsrams <3

OHMYGOD HELLO ???? you have no idea how excited i got when i saw your user. i love your writing so much its actually amazing !!! anyway, here you go !! it might be a bit long and it probably sounds like i was rambling a bit sometimes because my brain literally. exploded. but uhh yeah !! i hope its okay (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

- a couple days ago your best friend, schlatt, asked if you could look after his cats whilst he went out to film something for his channel. he'd promised you they wouldn't be too much of a problem.

- of course you'd said yes, not wanting to let him down. it was only for the day, couldn't be too big of a job, right? oh my god you were wrong. those two cats were just so CHAOTIC when they were together.

- that day you learnt that a black cat and an orange cat are not a good combo.

- absolute hell. you had jambo running about, doing classic orange cat stuff, and the other little guy was so. loud. literally all he did was MEOW. it didn't help that he didn't let you pet him much, seen as he didn't know you.

- you'd tripped over them more times than you could count, and, honestly, you had considered calling schlatt and telling him to come home more than once.

- it got even worse when they started to get hungry. literally round your legs CONSTANTLY meowing. it was only when you walked into the kitchen that you realised they were hungry.

- once you'd fed them, there was finally peace and quiet. so you decided to go and relax on the couch. it was late, and you were beginning to get tired anyway. you curled up and went on your phone, mindlessly scrolling through twitter. (X?? idk i just call it twitter LUL)

- after around ten minutes, both cats pattered back into the living room. you sighed, expecting them to wreak havoc again, but instead they both jumped up on the couch, and came to lay with you.

- you put your phone down as they did so, and jambo came to curl up right in your arms, whilst the other kitty laid in between your legs.

- you smiled, happy that the two kitties had finally calmed down. infact, everything was so calm and quiet that you felt yourself drifting off.

- it didn't take long for you to finally fall asleep, with the two cats being snuggled up to you, they gave you a lot of warmth.

- not long after you'd fallen asleep, schlatt had gotten home. he was grinning as he got to his front door, expecting you to be up with the cats, waiting for him.

- he opened the door, shouting a, "hey toots! i'm back!" as he walked down the hallway. as he rounded the corner to walk into the living room, his jaw literally dropped. very dramatic reaction from mr. schlatt here.

- his eyes travelled from you, to the black cat inbetween your legs, then to jambo, and he felt himself smile. maybe he even felt himself go a little pink.

- the fact you were comfortable enough to fall asleep in his house made his heart beat just that little bit faster, but he had no clue why.

- and then it hit him. as he looked at your pretty face again, studying you as if you were an art piece in a gallery, he realised he had feelings for you.

this was originally meant to be like. a proper fic. but i then realised that my brain cannot comprehend writing an actual story right now so it got turned into a bulleted thing i hope you dont mind (⁠｡⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠)

#sylv's writing :3 #it is. 2:13am. help.#jschlatt #schlatt #jschlatt x reader #schlatt x reader #schlatt and jambo

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mikodrawnnarratives · 5 months

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TW IMPLIED CHARACTER DEATH

TW BLOOD

(Just like last time, it isn't really graphic but I'm tagging just so you know)

@naffeclipse

Part 1 | This is Part Two | Part Three | Extra

It. Probably won't need a part 4

I'm doing this all on one cps file so I sure hope so kjlfdkfljs

i'm at like- 750+ layers i'm so sorry my file

...there might be a part 4 but it'll be small sketches and aftermaths

Once again, long post under the cut:

I am not the only traveler, who has not repaid his debt.

I've been searching for a trail to follow again

Take me back to the night we met

- The night we met by Lord Hurdon

Alright, I didn't make too much of an effort to hide it but how many of you guessed it was gregory and how many of you didn't see it coming?

Gee I wonder who Gregory's companions are

Okay if you don't have a nugget of who these companions are then my rambling below makes it a little more obvious

Anyway, this little comic of self indulgence to mend my broken heart says "YO what if Gregory and other characters saved Vanessa like they did in canon"

It certainly would NOT be easy for Vanessa once she wakes up to that realization. But there are factors that make it a little bit easier for Vanessa to cope compared to other children.

Since Gregory and others proved they could fight and free her as Vanny, it gives her mind a little reassurance that they aren't completely helpless.

Plus, I like the idea of the GGY story (Dr Rabbit) existing as this au's equivalent of the same experience, that would mean Gregory has had his own bad experiences with Glitchtrap and so it wouldn't be like some random kid going against a threat he was unfamiliar with

She still distances herself a lot earlier on and the more time passes, the older Gregory gets, the less he looks and sounds like a kid.

Those make it much easier for Vanessa to stand being around them as time goes by. Earlier on, she only really interacted when absolutely necessary. But she did grow a small soft spot for them.

She remained pretty closed off about herself over the years and never delved too deep about her past. Ness left frequently for her own hunting jobs and at one point Gregory asked where she went. Somethings made it seem like these hunts weren't just random and different

He didn't get an answer of course. But later that day, Vanessa told him about Y/n. In vague terms. This is the most information he ever gets about Vanessa's past.

So Gregory's got no idea who to expect to see showing up to the gravestone ltr on and is just like

Gregory: cool, ur mysterious enough for it to be believable ur related to my mysterious older sister/mentor figure Wanna hear a story

Y/n: ...yes.

Forgive him his brain is ever so foggy from grief and no slep

Anyway, Y/n picked a day to visit Vanessa when they knew they were stable enough not to lash out and attack any humans that may happen to also be visiting the graves. They had eaten pretty recently but not so recent that they were vulnerable.

It's pretty early in the morning where it is still dark and the rain provides some more protection.

If you couldn't tell before, many MANY years have passed since Y/n has been human. Think somewhere between 20-30 years. And while, they still hate who they are now and aren't mentally okay, they've gotten a semi-solid understanding of their limits and what they can and cannot tolerate and when.

And, even though they are nervous, they can manage to have this conversation with Gregory for now.

Why are they talking to Gregory so willingly? despite the risks?

well

the next part will explain that

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thatsthewrongwallcraig · 10 months

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Lunch Break

Summary: You give your man a naughty call during your lunch break.

Pairing: Jack Thurlow x fem!Reader

Word Count: ~1.3k

Content Warnings: Pure Smut Bomb 18+!, Heavy On The Mommy Kink Again, Petnames, Phone Sex, Two Horny Idiots Being In Love, Mutual Masturbation, Public Masturbation (Ma'am, this is a KFC parking lot…🤨), Edging, Orgasm Denial, Crying, Praise Kink

A/N: Ofc, this is for all of you but specifically for @crypticsewerslut . Thank you so much for taking the time analyzing my birth chart🖤🖤

Tagging the horny horde:

@quicksilversg1rl @alalalaaallaaalaaa @bvg-w1res @milsthouqhts @amayalul @roryculkinsbf @roryculkinsgf @spookyorchid @arch1viste

When I say kinky I don't mean curls

When I say give me, I mean the world

When I say baby you bite your lip

I know exactly where you get your kicks

-Mommy Issues by Cloudy June

With the screen of your phone pressed closely to your face the dial tone filled your ear yet again.

"C'mon, pick up, Jack." You groaned under your breath, your hand flat against your stomach as you shoved your fingers past the waistband of your yoga pants, down to your slip.

Your eyes searched the broad parking lot with care, scanning the concrete premises for other people, possibly coming a bit too close to your car that was parked in the corner, far enough from the busy entrance of a goddamn KFC of all places.

"Thurlow?" His voice sounded through the speaker.

"Hey, babe, are you editing right now?" You asked, breathing a bit shakily.

"Oh, hi! Yeah, the deadline is actually giving me a headache by now. But what's up with you?" The sound of the mouse clicking in the background audible as he asked.

"Do you want straight facts?"

"Hit me with 'em, love." He chuckled at the other end of the line, absolutely innocent and severely unprepared for what was about to come.

"Okay, so, I might just be sitting in my car on my lunch break, parked in a KFC parking lot while I'm fucking horny." It cascaded out of your mouth in a wash of words.

"Fuck…", Jack inhaled sharply, "What are we gonna do about that, mommy?"

The word hit you exactly where he wanted it to and he knew.

"Fuck, indeed.", You subconsciously sucked your bottom lip between your teeth, "I thought, maybe, you could be a good boy for me and help me out with that if you're feeling like it."

"Oh, absolutely, any time, you know that. How can I be a good boy for you right now?" He asked, leaning back in his office chair that was softly creaking in the background.

"You have no idea how much I want to touch you right now if I just could, Jack." You rambled, closing your eyes and fully committing to the situation, the tips of your fingers slipping past the fabric of your panties, "How about you take a little break from editing and touch yourself a bit while telling me what you'd want me to do to you?"

"Damn, mommy. You know how nervous and embarrassed I get about that. Really?" His voice turned breathy, a little tremble in his tone indicating him getting indeed flustered about it.

"I know you can do it, babe. Don't be shy and tell mommy how you want her to touch you." A low moan escaped your mouth as your fingers parted your wet folds in a gentle stroke, working towards your throbbing clit before you slowly started to finger-fuck yourself.

"Okay, I-I'll try to, hold on." Jack's hand reached down to unbutton his jeans, shakily pulling down the zipper and snaking his fingers down his shorts.

At touching himself, a low hiss fell from his lips that went right through you as you imagined how he sat in front of his desktop, leaning back in his chair and jerking himself off while trying to come up with whole sentences.

"Fuck…", Jack whimpered into the mic as he wrapped his hand around his twitching, hard cock, stroking himself gently, "I…I'd like you to kiss me, maybe bite into my neck a little."

"That's cute. What else, babe?" A wide smile played around your mouth whilst you slid down in the driver's seat, slowly but steadily letting go of your slightly anxious composure.

"Please, you know I can't." He sighed with a whiny voice.

"C'mon, I'm sure you can, Jack, use your big boy words for me." You choked back a moan drawing tight circles around your clit.

"Good god.", He groaned a little desperate, "I'd ask you if I could eat you out, mommy. You know how much I love to worship your pretty pussy."

"See? You're such a good boy for me right now. Was it really that hard?" Your imagination was filled with picturing Jack, his cheeks flushed with red in embarrassment.

"Yes, actually." He mewled into the mic and it made you laugh out a little.

"You're so cute when you are all embarrassed and needy, Jack. Now go on." By now it got gradually harder to form a coherent thought, the tightening coil of arousal in your body drawing in all the attention.

"You're mean, mommy." Jack sniffled, the shame and embarrassment being just too much, causing tears to form on the corners of his eyes.

"I know, babe, I know and I'm sorry but I'm so sure that you can push through that, don't you?" Your voice was soft, trying to calm him down, talking him through this a little.

"I don't know. It's so embarrassing." Jack tried to hold back the tears but it was to no use, they ran down his flushed cheeks in a thin, hot stream.

"Just a tiny little bit more for me, okay? I'm almost there…" You gently tried to push him past this limit, knowing that you'd give him all the kisses and aftercare in the world the second you ended your workday.

"O-Okay…I…I..", His breathing hitched as you heard how he picked up the pace, fitting his cock faster and harder, "I want you to fuck me so so bad, mommy."

"I will, babe. You're doing so good, I'm so proud of you…oh, fuck!" In an explosive rush of bliss your brain short-circuited and a deep moan echoed through the inside of your car as you came with your hand down your yoga pants.

Trying to hold down your convulsing composure, you pushed your back into the seat, breathing heavily.

"Stop." You stated bluntly into the phone.

"What?!?" Jack whimpered in confusion.

"I want you to stop, Jack. You're not going to cum now." You slowly pulled your hand back and wiped your fingers on the fabric of the seat.

"No, please, please, mommy. Pretty please." He begged and yet you heard how he let go of his cock, the pre-cum covered tip slapping against his stomach with a wet thud.

"I know, I know but I want you to keep that hard on until I get off work, babe. I want you to edge yourself until I'm back home and then I'm gonna ride you on that office chair until we both are sore. I promise." With that you pulled the phone from your ear and ended the call.

Still trying to catch your breath, you looked at the clock and noticed that you had to get back to work right about now. You were running late already.

#rory culkin #jack thurlow x reader #jack thurlow smut #jack thurlow × you #jack thurlow x fem!reader #jack thurlow #jack goes home

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saruman-the-silly · 9 months

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A tender moment

something sweet :)

tags: sodo x gn!reader, hurt/comfort, tried to make it very fluffy

word count: 739

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You had been in a relationship with Sodo for over a year now, and while the whole relationship was the best thing that's ever happened to you, you were a bit worried about Sodo. He rarely spoke about how he's feeling, always just focusing on you and your needs.

Once, you tried to gently ask about his thoughts and feelings but he brushed you off. Which led to you pushing him to talk too hard one time, and you had a really bad fight because of it.

It had been a week and he still wasn't talking to you. Now you were super worried about him, but decided to find him after their practice for the upcoming tour. You headed back to your work in the library, hoping time would go by quicker this time.

After 2 hours, you were finally done sorting the giant pile of books back to the shelves, and you ran off to find Sodo. But when you arrived at the practice room, there was only Swiss and Phantom left.

"Hey, have you guys seen Sodo anywhere?" You asked, trying to sound calm. Swiss and Phantom looked at each other, looking a bit worried. "He left practice early, I thought he would've told you," Phantom frowned. Swiss studied your face for a minute and asked: "Is everything okay with you two? Sodo has been a mighty pain in the ass this week."

You sighed, rubbed your hands over your tired eyes and replied: "Well.. not exactly, we had a pretty bad fight because I tried to get him to open up about his feelings."

Swiss frowned and opened his mouth but you interrupted him. "Yes I know I know, he doesn't like talking about his feelings but the moment got too heated and I was too harsh but he has not talked to me, like actually in a few weeks about how he is and I'm just worried it's because of me or because something happene-" You started to ramble, and Phantom laid a hand on your shoulder, calming you down.

"Usually Sodo hangs around the garden after practice, I think you should look there first." Swiss said, smiling a bit sadly. You nodded and ran off to find your boyfriend.

When you got to the gardens, there was no sight of Sodo anywhere. But you could sense his presence.

"Sodo?" You called. "Darling, I'm so sorry, I never meant to push you so hard, I was just worried about your well-being," You said, while walking towards the pond. You kneeled down on the ground, and sat by the oak tree beside the small pond. You heard some leaves rustling, and a small thud followed by footsteps. You turned around and saw Sodo walking to you, looking like he had been crying.

You smiled at him and patted the ground next to you. He sat down, hugging his legs to his chest. You took his hand gently and said: "Darling, I can't apologize enough for my actions. I made you feel unsafe which was never my intention." You squeezed his hand gently, and to your surprise, he squeezed back. Sodo sighed quietly.

"I know you never meant to hurt me, and I'm sorry I've been acting like such an ass. I just have a hard time dealing with all the stuff in my head and it tends to get overwhelming sometimes." You smiled sadly, and took both of his hands in yours, and rubbed them comfortingly.

"It's okay to feel overwhelmed, I get that. I just don't want you to bottle all that stuff inside your gorgeus little head, because then it will hurt like hell." You looked at the pond, before smiling at him.

"I'll help you light the fire when it's threatening to burn out, and I'll help you open the windows, when it gets a little too stuffy in there, okay?" Sodo smiled timidly at that, squeezing your hand.

"Gotta warn you, sometimes it stinks real bad in there." He joked, poking at his temple. You let out a giggle at that, making him smile. You leaned your head on his shoulder and whispered: "I want to be safe with me. I can't promise that I'll be the perfect partner but I will make sure that you don't forget how much you are loved." Sodo smiled, wrapping an arm around your waist and pressing a kiss to your hair.

"I love you."

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masterjedilenawrites · 2 months

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Hi Lena! Thank you for the "whole rambling post" as you called it, on Crosshair having a long-term relationship! Would you be able and willing to do one for Rex? I'm especially interested in your thoughts on his priorities when it comes to choice between his s/o and his brothers. We know he's very loyal, but who do you think would take precedence? Especially if his s/o is fighting a war alongside him (like, a medic or something). Thank you so much! I appreciate you! 💕

Of course I can ramble about my other love 💙

Rex would have been very slow to enter a relationship, even with someone he openly cared for. In fact, there's only one type of person he would ever be in a relationship with, and that would be his best friend. A person he's known for a while, completely trusts, and has practically already been sharing a life with the whole time anyway... so at a certain point, he might as well embrace these feelings he didn't know he had and make it official.

*cue his S/O sighing, "I thought you'd never ask"*

*cue his brothers and Ahsoka and Anakin and even the droids he's fighting exclaiming, "It's about time!!!"*

Once in a relationship, Rex starts acting like a boy with a crush. Can't sleep. Longing looks. Blushes galore. He can't understand why he's like this. He's had so many conversations with them, why is he just now getting tongue-tied? Naturally his brothers tease him about it and cause him to be even more flustered. Eventually he settles back into normalcy... but he'll still have moments where he's so enamored by them he can't function, no matter how long they've been together.

The fact his relationship is built on a friendship makes him the absolute sweetest boyfriend. He already knows so much about them, how to make them happy, how to comfort them, the right things to say or do at the right times. And now he can add in physical gestures and romantic touches. He is delighted when he can get them to blush as much as he does. But more importantly, he just sleeps better knowing they are taken care of.

Furthermore, he and his S/O have fun. They can be utter goofballs sometimes, coming up with dumb inside jokes and silly dances and other random nonsense. It's a kind of intimacy for them, to let down their inhibitions and enjoy the small things. Any arguments that come up are usually petty and not taken too seriously. But for the few disagreements that are serious, Rex will insist they take time to compose themselves separately before coming back together to talk it over.

There is no question of his loyalty, because he knows that his S/O values all the same things. Whether they're fighting with the GAR, or rescuing clone brothers from the Empire, or any other cause they set their sights on... they're doing it together. They are a team. Rex will still worry about them, of course, and he may have nightmares sometimes about being in a situation where he has to choose between saving a brother or saving his S/O.

That being said, he does struggle with making decisions. The future is an empty, uncertain place to him, and outside of strategizing on a battlefield, he really doesn't know what to plan for. He doesn't want to get his hopes up - or his partner's - for something that could be taken away from them. Sometimes this hesitancy even carries into the small things, like planning a date night or getting a pet. He does better when his S/O reframes things as helping others, or appeals to his nobleness.

Rex is a caring, genuine, and devoted lover. He may not follow a conventional path into romance, but that's okay. His relationship is that much more fulfilling and special because of it. Rex is an exceptional clone, capable of so much more than he was designed to be. He needs a partner who sees that and empowers him, who will stand by his side as an equal, fighting the good fight. In turn, Rex will support and love them for who they are and all the joy they bring him.

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jeonride · 8 months

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two kittens

SUMMARY; you are also a kitten to wonwoo

FEATURING; wonwoo x gn!reader

TAGS; fluff, established relationship, non-idol au, gamer boyfriend!wonwoo x gamer gn!reader, wonwoo as a dad cat <3 and reader is also a cat lover !

WORD COUNT; 1.7 K

WARNINGS; mentions of being killed by a knife (because wonwoo and reader are playing horror game here), use of pet names (baby, kitten), some kisses on the cheek !

NOTES FROM KALA; write this after i just watched his latest gaming live yesterday and found these two clips on my tl > click ! another click ! he has that black cat bf energy AGFSWSSSKLD ㅠㅠ and also because i've been playing the texas chainsaw massacre lol

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Wonwoo looks excited to play his game, his eyes glued to the computer screen. He's playing a horror game called "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre" which is adapted from a movie. Wonwoo has wanted to play it for a long time and he feels lucky that you invited him to play together. Small things like inviting him to play a game can make Wonwoo feel happy because it means he can spend time with you, while doing his hobby.

"Baby, be careful! The grandfather has dangerous skills!" says Wonwoo. So on this game, there are survivors and there is a family. This family consists a grandfather and his two grandchildren, and then the leatherface as villain. Well, they're all villains actually, murderers. And the grandfather has special skill— every time he screams, the survivors who are hiding will be detected and his two grandchildren and the leatherface are in charge of killing them.

But don't worry, you really don't have to because Wonwoo says, as long as you stay still and don't move when the grandfather screams, you won't be detected. Except in the final level. Ugh, the final level is really hard and you always lose. Luckily Wonwoo is always there to help you. Protecting you and giving you directions on what to do, and telling you where to hide.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you." Wonwoo says as you scream between excitement and fear as leatherface chases you, wanting to kill the character you're playing.

"Please please please I don't want to die! I want to end this game with my boyfriend!" you ramble while your hands aggressively clicking your mouse and the keyboard.

Wonwoo chuckles while adjusting his glasses. He turns his head to take a look at your face. You are so expressive and it warms Wonwoo's heart. Adorable.

"Hide at the basement, baby. I will open the back door first so you can run easily, yeah?"

You nod, eyes staring at the screen like it's your last chance to live. You're getting scared even though it's just a game but Wonwoo strokes your shoulder softly. "We can finish this together. Just keep running, baby. I got your back. I'm right behind you."

Unfortunately, while you're running, the killer is right in front of the door. Your character is immediately caught, killed with a knife. You scream, "AAAA NO! WE ALMOST MADE IT, WON!"

Wonwoo laughs, his laugh sounds so endearing and it makes your anger doesn't stay longer, though. "That's okay. You did very well at surviving. I'm proud, tho. Good game!"

You just exhale heavily. Then you remove your headphones from your ears. Wonwoo glances over, "Don't want to play anymore?"

"I'm tired." You grin. "I'll just watch you play games." You turn off your computer again, now moving closer to Wonwoo's computer. You and Wonwoo's computer desks are placed side by side because you both like to play games. To make it easier to strategize while playing games and of course because playing games next to your boyfriend is so much fun!

"If you're tired, just rest your body on the bed." Wonwoo massages his fingers for a moment, feeling sore from playing three rounds with you. It's been an hour and you guys haven't had lunch yet. "I'll continue a bit more and we'll have lunch together, okay?"

"Okay!" you reply enthusiastically, smiling cheerfully. Wonwoo smiles too, he ruffles your hair gently then kisses your cheek. Then the new game starts, and he's back to looking seriously at his computer screen.

You walk over to the bed, laying your body down because of the soreness in your back. Your eyes look around your shared bedroom. Looking for something. "Princess?" you call. "Princess, where are you?"

"Look under our bed, she likes to sleep there." Wonwoo responses to your call looking for his kitten.

Wonwoo has a kitten, a white furred kitten that he named Princess because he didn't know what to name her at that time right after he adopted her. Wonwoo said, "It's okay. Princess is what she looks like." Indeed, that kitten acts like a total princess who loves to be pampered and doesn't want to be told to play outside. Her fur is so soft, and well-groomed. The way she walks is also graceful, just like a princess!

You get up from the bed and peek underneath. Sure enough, you can see a white blob of fur, Princess is asleep, curled up until her body looks like a snowball. You smile, Princess is so adorable and lovable. When you first meet her, you immediately love her as if she were your own cat. Wonwoo even used Princess as an excuse to meet you because your boyfriend knows that you love his cat so much.

"Come here, furball!" you reach for the white feline's body. She doesn't react, just wriggles a little in your arms. Then you lay back down on the bed, half leaning on the headboard while Princess rests on your chest.

"Aw, so cute. Won, look at your baby!"

Wonwoo smiles, and he tries to reciprocate your words by turning to you briefly even though his game character is in crisis, being chased by the leatherface. "She's adorable, like you."

"How can there's such a cute creature like this?" you start talking to yourself, telling Wonwoo's cat the fairy tales of your childhood like Peter Pan and Sleeping Beauty, as if she understands what you're saying and even if she doesn't, just having Princess being comfortable in your arms is enough.

On the other side, Wonwoo is playing the game seriously, his fingers moving so fast to avoid the killer. But his ears are focused on listening to your ramblings, making his face continue to display a sincere smile even though it looks like he's about to lose. "A-ah, no!"

And sure enough, it isn't long before Wonwoo lost because he is no longer focused on playing the game. His character is killed by leatherface. He starts to feel tired and wants to have lunch with you, then cuddle together with Princess in the middle of the two of you.

"Baby, what do you wanna have for—" Wonwoo's words is cut short because when he looks back at you, you are already asleep with Princess in your arms. Your mouth opened slightly, letting out a soft exhale. The sight of you sleeping with the kitten makes Wonwoo's smile grows wider. He had no idea that your interaction with his kitten can make him fall so deeply in love. Making his heart melt like honey.

Wonwoo takes off his headphones, ends his gaming agenda and slowly walking towards you. His big hand gently strokes the top of your head, as if you're a fragile creature that he must treat with care.

"Kitten," he whispers as he gazes at your peacefully sleeping face. You look so peaceful and sound, even though you were just playing a game with Wonwoo a few minutes ago. He takes his phone out of his pants pocket and quietly snap a picture of you sleeping while hugging Princess.

He giggles while looking at the photo. "My kittens taking a nap together. How cute,"

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heavenlycloud · 8 months

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the veil~ ღཾཿ༉ ༘჻ღཾཿ჻

five: hey bby gorl i want u ‧₊˚ ⋅ ༘☆*.ﾟ

warnings: swearing, crying, slightly unedited

pairing: huh yunjin x aespa 5th member! fem reader

summary: the masquerade ball begins with yunjin and y/n set on finding one another. through meeting other friends they pray that fate will help them cross paths at least once. they hope for a fairytale ending, at a ball it only seems fitting. however, life is no fairytale and tonight both girls are reminded of it.

author notes: this update is quiet long compared to others but i'm hoping you all still enjoy it. i begin my semester next week so i'm hoping i can get back to updates once a week, but we shall see what happens! additionally, the tag list is still open for those of you all who want to be added in, just comment or drop an ask in my inbox! lastly, feedback, comments, reblogs, questions, literally anything but hateful speech is welcome and very much appreciated!

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you adjusted the black mask that rested over your face and tossed the bone straight extensions of your ponytail over your shoulder. from the outside you looked like you owned the room, that everyone around you was just a player in a game you controlled. however, internally you were a nervous wreck especially when you realized the lingering gazes as you walked by guests. beside you, ningning was on your right arm bowing politely to people as you both crossed the ballroom. in a low whisper you asked, “can you feel people staring at us? i swear people are staring.” your member smiled and mumbled back, “yeah.” when you pinched her hand in slight annoyance she added, “i’m serious, y/n. all eyes are on you.” when you scanned the room again you realized she was right. a wave of nervousness washed over you and you begged, “stay close okay?” she slipped her hand from your arm and told you seriously, “signal me if you need me okay? my phone is on too, and aeri and karina unnie are over there by the doors.” she gave your hand a squeeze before running over to you recognized as shuhua of (G)I-DLE.

in your blazer pocket your phone buzzed multiple times and you fished it out to see a familiar name: Lyra 🪐 quickly you found a quiet corner outside of the ballroom where nobody seemed to be around. when you answered the call a smile spread across your lips at the sound of her voice, even with a filter over it, “jasmine!” you tried to hide the giddiness in your tone to no avail, “hey what’s up?” you could hear the music from the ballroom playing in the background of her call as she asked, “you’re here right?” you hummed in reply, “mhm.” she paused for a moment then said quietly, “i hope i get to see you tonight…” you responded, “i think you will, don’t worry. i know there’s a lot of people but we’re on the same place. we’re bound to cross paths at some point, right?” you could hear the disappointment in her tone when she softly asked, “how do i know it’s you?” a smile broke out across your face hearing that she already wanted to meet you, “you’ll know it’s me.” she insisted once more, “but how-” you cut her off quickly but the gentleness in your tone made her heart race, “just…think of me.” the last three words left your lips with a smile at the double meaning, if she’d recognize both of them she would know if she met you at the end of the night.

“hey are you coming to dan-” someone in the background of her call started to ask her. there was a muffled ramble that was surely her trying to ward off whoever the person was. but you took this moment to sweetly say, “go have fun with your friends, love. i have to go.” you didn’t give her a chance to protest because you knew if you didn’t hang up now, the two of you would just talk all night in your respective corners.

the moment you put your phone down and tucked it back into your pocket a hand pulled your shoulder. the stranger turned your around and asked, “oh my god- y/n?!” you didn’t have to look to recognize the australian accent. lily smacked your arm, “you can’t just disappear like that! i was getting us drinks and then i look back and you’re gone! felix and i were freaking out and about to interrupt ningning with her friends!” you apologized, “sorry i had to take a call.” lily tipped your chin up to get a better look at your masked face. the black lace, phantom style mask covered most of your face but not enough to where your best friend couldn’t see the stupid smile you were fighting to hide back.

lily and felix pressed you with questions between trying to also help you sort out which one of the guests was your special girl. about thirty minutes in you three had narrowed it down to four possible options. three of the four girls wore lavish princess style ball gowns with poofy skirts and sparkling masks, while the other wore a navy blue suit adorned with heavy jewels and beading. felix was the one who pieced it all together, informing you and lily that, jisu was the type to make her closest friends also show up looking the best just because it made sense to her that way. lily agreed that her senior was the type to do such a thing, so it was certain. so here you were, carefully watching the four girls and trying to decide which one was your match.

for nearly the entire night you were keeping your eyes on the young women but one specifically caught your eye. she wore a dazzling white down with butterfly-like detailing on the bust. her mask was silver with clear jewels and matching beadwork and honestly she looked perfect. her newly dyed black hair was tied beautifully in a curly half up half down style that fit the princess theme. you’d caught the eyes of one of her friends, the one in pink, which you realized after turning your head and seeing her gaze right on you.

aeri slipped by your side with a genuine smile on her face, rosy cheeks and a giggle as she gushed, “this girl just came up to me and called me gorgeous, kissed my hand, and then we danced- like a real dance not like in the clubs.” it had been weeks since you’d seen aeri this happy over anything so you weren’t going to ask more important questions or take this moment away from her. instead you pulled her closer to your ear and asked, “who was it?” she whispered lowly, “the one in the navy blazer. i think she’s one of jisu’s friends.” you felt your heart race and aeri added, “do you think that girl in the pink dress is Lyra? she’s been staring at you…hard.” you didn’t turn your head as you answered, “no. i think she’s the girl in silver…felix and lily have been thinking it’s the girl in pink though.” your member confirmed, “she’s gotta be the one. Little Miss Silver Butterfly hasn’t looked your way, but Princess Bubblegum over here…she wants you BAD.” you laughed and pushed aeri by the shoulder to tell her to be quiet as you quickly stole a glance to the girl who couldn’t take her eyes off of you.

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somi locked her eyes on the girl in the black embellished suit with the matching phantom-style mask. she turned to yunjin and said, “yeah. that’s definitely not your girl. i think it’s the one chaeyoung got all close with that started giggling when she kissed her hand.” yunjin bit the corner of her lip and peeked over her shoulder while agreeing, “you’re probably right.” soobin took a sip from his punch, “i still think it’s the one somi’s been having a staring contest with.” yunjin pushed his shoulder lightly and rolled her eyes, “hush. go be steph’s wingman or something. we know what we’re doing.” just as he started to walk off, a new waltz began playing and people started to drag their partners onto the floor for a dance.

yunjin turned to make a move towards a masked aeri, but someone caught her hand, “may i have this dance?” she whipped around to see yeonjun, a colleague and friend, in front of her. he looked like a prince beneath the glowing light of the ballroom, and that same charming smile that got her the very first time they met sent butterflies to her stomach all over again. she would never hesitate to admit that the young man was handsome, but they would never work…they tried briefly and ended things as friends. however there was always going to be something about him that charmed her, and made her blush to no resolve.

the american singer smiled politely so not to cause a scene as she took yeonjun’s hand. he place a gentle kiss on her knuckles and she rolled her eyes trying not to laugh. yunjin followed the man’s lead as they waltzed but her eyes continued to fall onto aeri who was now dancing with chaeyoung. yeonjun followed her gaze and asked, “who is she?” yunjin turned her attention back to him and responded, “what?” once again yeonjun asked, “who’s the girl? you’ve been watching her all night.” yunjin tried to lie, “nobody, im just watching chaeyoung. she seems to have met someone.” the young man shook his head, “you’re still the worst liar i’ve ever met…the one she came with, you think she’s your match?” yunjin felt her face get hot and a look of panic flashed through her eyes, “what?” yeonjun laughed and nodded his head, “you’ve looked at her friend in the suit so many times i’m not sure how she hasn’t caught on yet. i’ve had my eye on you all night, jen.” the american singer furrowed her brow, “i hope you realize how creepy that sounds out loud.” he admitted with a laugh, “yeah i hear it now…but if you think it’s her, go for it. dance with her.” yunjin asked nervously, “what if it’s not her though?” yeonjun shrugged then smirked as he pulled her closer, “then you move on to the next person…good luck.” he let go of her and in a spin led the girl right into another’s arms. everyone else’s partners switched and when yunjin opened her eyes once more she was standing right between your arms.

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you let out a small gasp when you caught the girl in the silver dress. she smiled politely behind her mask and offered a small, “hey.” you could see heat rise to her cheeks as you danced with her across the floor, holding your arm around her torso. a small laugh fell past your lips and you replied, “hi.” there was a awkward silence then you told her smoothly, “you look beautiful tonight.” once again her cheeks blushed pink and the thrum of her heart racing filled her ears. softly she thanked you, “you look good too.” you grinned and admitted, “i was going for a phantom of the opera kinda thing with the mask.” yunjin nodded and agreed, “yeah i kinda see it now.” there was a pause then you asked, “are you a friend of jisu’s?” she hummed quietly and responded, “yeah…she actually insisted that all of us girls in the friend group wear huge dresses or fancy suits like this. something about the royal court needing to be best dressed? i dunno, all i can think about is getting out of this tight ass dress.” you laughed and she did too until you told her, “best dressed? that you are. like i said before, you look beautiful.” yunjin smiled against your shoulder and your grip tightened on her hand that fit so perfectly into yours. you didn’t think before letting out the word vomit that came out next, “it’s a shame i can’t see your pretty face too.”

yunjin couldn’t help but laugh before she asked, “you’re quite the charmer, hm?” you nonchalantly shrugged and answered, “i try.” behind the silver mask you could see her eyes searching your face almost as if she was trying to figure out who you were. she then asked, “have you been to one of jisu’s parties before?” you nodded and explained, “only a few when we were teenagers. work kept me too busy to show since those days, until tonight.” yunjin nodded and grinned at the memory, “last year’s party was… incredible.” you hummed and questioned, “that was the planetarium right?” yunjin nodded in confirmation and responded, “Night Under The Stars, i picked the theme actually.” you laughed and said cooley, “so your pick of favorite is biased, no?” yunjin smirked and shrugged, “i guess you could say that.”

the song ended and another began, some pairs swapped partners but neither you or yunjin made a move to part ways. your mind swam with thoughts about if this could be your match, the girl you’d been dying to meet for weeks that makes your heart race from a simple text notification.

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yunjin stared into the eyes of the woman before her, even behind the black phantom style mask she knew beauty when she saw it. she was lost in her own thoughts for a moment too long when she realized you asked her a question, “why a planetarium?” yunjin tried to hide the slight panic in her voice at being caught staring, “uh- i um…i like the stars…like watching them and finding constellations and stuff.” you nodded and she replied, “when i was a kid i would try to see how many constellations i could find in one night.”she let out a small exhale as she remembered back when things were simpler and she had nothing to worry about. you felt her turn her head the other way and in the process she let her head fall onto your shoulder completely. you held her closer to your body and slowly her fingers slipped into your own. your heart raced in your chest and you hoped she couldn’t feel it or hear it because it was all you seemed to hear in your head. mindlessly you asked her, “do you have a favorite constellation?” yunjin answered easily, “Libra.” you pulled away almost as if she was a burning flame, “excuse me?” cautiously yunjin answered, “Libra? you know like Leo, Cancer, Sagittarius?” you smiled and played off the sudden outburst, having heard a different name.

there was a pregnant pause and the two of you remained silent before yunjin heard you say, “Masquerade Ball was my idea, funny enough. i proposed it years ago but jisu said said no…and Enchanted Garden was my idea…the party jisu had for her 19th birthday.” yunjin asked with genuine interest, “really?” you nodded and told her slightly embarrassed, “yeah. Phantom of the Opera is one of my favorite movies so it wasn’t a hard choice. as for Enchanted Garden, i had a Tinkerbell movie marathon with my little sister and got the idea so…” yunjin laughed, “Phantom of the Opera, it’s a classic so i can’t blame you. n’ i wish i could have gone to the garden party. i’ve seen pictures, it was beautiful.” you agreed with her and smoothly answered, “it was, but i wish you could’ve come. the party would’ve been even more stunning.” yunjin turned her head and smiled against your shoulder before asking you, “is that your thing?” you pulled back from her slightly, “what?” she explained, “finding a girl and complimenting her until she’s red in the face and giggling so you can actually make a move? is that your thing?” you started to ask, “wha-” yunjin then cut you off, “i’ve been watching you all night.” you raised a brow and asked coyly, “so you can’t keep your eyes off of me?” while stepping back closer to you, yunjin rolled her eyes and lightheartedly scoffed. you then answered her question, “i’m kidding. and no, that’s not my thing. i’m only trying to find one person.” she continued dancing with you as she questioned, “have you found them?” you didn’t hesitate to answer, “no, i don’t think so.” yunjin frowned slightly as she told you genuinely, “i hope you do.” quietly you murmured, “yeah i do too.”

the music began to decrescendo and out of the corner of your eye you could see aeri searching the ballroom for you. a look of distress was written all over her face and you internally begged the song to end so you didn’t have to leave this beautiful woman standing alone on the floor. even so, you almost didn’t want the song to end. the way she fit perfectly against your body, and her hands were the perfect size to fit in yours—you didn’t want to let her go. yet, you knew you had to when your eyes met aeri’s and you could see the tears threatening to spill over. just then yunjin broke the silence that had fallen over you both, “this is going to sound weird but…you smell really good. like your perfume- i-it’s like-” you cut her off quietly, “jasmine.” her breath caught in her throat, “what did you say?” but you disregarded her question and apologized, “i-i’m sorry. i have to go.” you broke away from her the second the song ended, weaving through a crowd of masked people to get to your groupmate.

yunjin watched from the middle of the floor as you rushed to aeri’s side. the way you engulfed the young woman in a crushing hug, holding her head with your hand and pressing a kiss there moments later. she felt her own tears burning her eyes when she saw you wrap your arm around the girl’s shoulder, lacing her fingers with yours as you swiftly left the ballroom. despite everything in you telling you otherwise, you looked over your shoulder back at her just to realize she was watching it all. yunjin felt frozen in place against the ballroom floor until she gathered the strength to do what she knew wasn’t going to work.

follow you.

she learned rather quickly that running in $1800 heels was not on her list of special skills and talents. despite being far behind you and aeri, she held onto hope that she’d catch up upon hearing your rushed footsteps. she made it to the porte-cochère just in time to see a driver closing the backseat door of a black van. yunjin stumbled over her large dress and fell onto the pavement and when she looked up she saw your eyes locked with hers. the black phantom style mask that decorated your face was gone, revealing your identity. meanwhile, the silver mask still framed her chocolate brown eyes, but it didn’t hide the tears that began to fall behind it. your heart broke seeing her alone watching you leave, until you saw someone rush out of the hotel doors. the young man wrapped his arm around hers and helped her stand, only for her to nearly fall once again. however the man caught her in his arms and she stared at him as he wrapped a protective arm around her waist, his free hand wiping her tears. you lost sight of them after the van pulled off, and into the night.

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“yunjin! i saw you dancing with that girl, was it jas-” yeonjun rushed over to her with a smile on his face. the grin quickly fell when he noticed her on the ground in a pile of silver tulle and sterling glitter. his voice softened in a way that was reserved for only her, “what happened?” she shook her head in refusal, he knew she was holding in tears but it was no use because the spilled over seconds later. yeonjun gently helped her up with an arm around her waist, holding her so close it almost hurt. pain shot through her knees and hands as he ever so softly wiped her tears away. he watched the van pull away before he asked her seriously, “who was that?” yunjin shrugged weakly and mumbled, “i dunno jus-just…can you take me home?” he nodded and helped her over to a soft sofa inside the hotel lobby while he went to retrieve his and her personal items.

a majority of the car ride yunjin remained silent in the passenger seat with her head against the window as yeonjun drove. he kept his eyes on the road as he asked, “was it her??” yunjin kept staring out the window watching cars whiz by on the highway. she sighed in defeat and answered plainly, “i dunno.” he stole a glance at her watching as she rested her head on the window and stared blankly at the night sky. he remained quiet for the rest of the drive, deciding that if she wanted to talk then she’d start the conversation instead. when they finally reached yunjin’s dorm he opened her door for her and helped her out of the car. her feet ached with every step she took, the aftermath of hours of standing and dancing in heels was just starting to settle on her body. yeonjun helped yunjin to the door, watching as she tried to hide the small winces of pain she let out every couple of steps. when they got to the front door yunjin moved to punch in the code but yeonjun stopped her. he quietly insisted, “i got it, jen.” she watched as he punched in the passcode to unlock her front door. the code changed every few months and it’d been around that long since he has had to bring her home too. she looked up at him and asked, “you still remember?” yeonjun didn’t answer, he only pushed the door open and led her inside after kicking off his shoes. this was one of the only times yunjin entered her house with her shoes on. yeonjun opened her bedroom door and let her inside, “sit on your bed.” she couldn’t help but let out a snort at the command to which he scoffed playfully, “you’re so annoying.” she sighed loudly when she fell into the comfort of her bed letting the pressure off of her feet for the first time. yunjin closed her eyes in relief and let her body relax into her plush comforter and blankets. she whined as she complained, “i’m so tired i’m just gonna shower in the morning. i just wanna go to sleep.” she struggled to reach over her shoulder then around her torso to try and untie the corset back of her gown. yeonjun just watched her in amusement to which she huffed, “it’s not that funny.” he responded through a chuckle, “it is a little funny.” she glared at him once more and he put his hands up in defeat, “okay fine. i’ll help you.”

he lifted yunjin’s hair up to unclasp her necklace, the familiar feeling of his gentle fingertips against her skin sent shivers up her spine. yeonjun murmured softly, “sorry my hands are cold…” yunjin let out a whisper, “‘s okay.” his hands then tugged at the knots of ribbon that was tied tightly against yunjin’s back. even after the ribbons were loosened, her breath was still caught in her chest. yeonjun’s hand against her bare back made her crave more with every passing second. she felt yeonjun start to leave her room so she could change when she turned around and tugged him closer to her. never minding the top of her gown slowly starting to droop, she placed yeonjun’s hand on her uncovered shoulders. she breathed out, “yeonjun…” immediately he cupped the side of her face and she leaned into his touch. he smiled genuinely at her and said, “yunnie, i love that you know i’ll always be here when you need me.” there was a pause and he slipped his hand from her face to hold her two hands in his, “but to keep things that way, we can’t do…this. you and i both know i’m not the one you want.” yunjin let out a defeated sigh and tears began to fill her eyes. yeonjun wiped the few that fell with his thumbs and left her to change silently.

yeonjun made his way to the bathroom and grabbed few bandaids, then two ice packs from the kitchen. just as he closed the freezer he heard a startled gasp from behind him. he turned around and saw sakura behind him looking half asleep. she asked, “yeonjun? why are you here?” the younger man motioned towards yunjin’s room, “i brought yunjin home from jisu’s party.” sakura immediately followed up with, “where’s zuha?” her tone was firm and almost harsh, the protectiveness evident in her voice. he stammered, “i-i didn’t know she was there. i um- i can go back and bring her home? yunjin just wanted to leave suddenly so i brought her home. i’m sorr-” right before he could finish yunjin opened her bedroom door a crack and softly called out, “jun?” sakura nodded with her head towards yunjin’s room, “it’s fine i know she went with friends. i’ll have someone else bring her home. thank you for bringing yunjin back.” yeonjun nodded and quickly rushed back to yunjin’s room but not before hearing sakura warn, “that doesn’t mean you can spend the night though.”

yeonjun opened yunjin’s bedroom door to see her laying on her bed with her legs out in front of her. he sat on the edge of her bed and smiled when she happily moved her legs across his lap. she winced as the cold ice packs hit her bruised knees and he took one of her hands into his own. she watched silently as he put two small bandages over her scraped up hands. for a moment he paused then asked, “why are all of these tube or apeach?” yunjin snorted then burst into laughter as she answered, “eunchae is specific of which kakao characters she wants. we still have three boxes of keroppi bandaids because she used all the my melody, hello kitty, cinnamoroll, and kuromi ones.” yeonjun laughed in amusement and took yunjin’s other hand to put one bandage onto it.

yunjin asked cautiously, “do you remember when i used to do this for you?” yeonjun’s smile widened as he laughed in slight embarrassment, remembering the nights he’d come back to yunjin bruised from hours of practicing and working out. time and time again she’d cover him in ice packs and plant gentle kisses against his bruised skin, claiming that it’ll help them feel better. those nights he’d fall asleep curled into her warm body and she’d stay, knowing she’d get an earful from chaewon or sakura in the morning. but it was all worth it because he was her happiness and she was his. now, a part of her a happiness lived in you— a stranger she didn’t know who may or may not have been the same person who broke her heart tonight.

she let herself get lost in her thoughts until she mused, “i hope it wasn’t her.” yeonjun didn’t look up but he hummed, “hmm?” yunjin sighed and explained, “i um…the girl that i was running after. i had a feeling that she was my match. everything felt perfect, jun. we danced together at the end of the night and she was so charming and funny and beautiful. god, she was beautiful.” yeonjun laughed and nodded his head in agreement, “that’s diana for you.” yunjin asked in a somewhat shocked tone, “wait you saw her face too? and you know her?” yeonjun shrugged, “yes i saw her dummy i was right beside you.” yunjin hit his arm lightly, “don’t call me dumb. and how do you know her?” yeonjun continued explaining, “i mean we’ve met here and there. i know her enough to know that she’s super talented, incredibly humble, and genuinely a really good person. she cares about the people she loves and is always there for them when they need it.” yunjin mumbled under her breath, “i needed her with me but she left me alone.” yeonjun sighed and ran a hand through his hair, “i’m sure there was a reason for it, jen. being her match wouldn’t be terrible either, i know you think the same.” a smirk tugged on his lips at the last sentence and yunjin covered her blushing cheeks, “oh hush!” when yeonjun finished with the last bandage he gently moved yunjin’s feet off of him. he stood up and said, “get some sleep, i’ll see you around yeah?” yunjin pouted and asked in the tone that used to make yeonjun cave every time, “stay?” yeonjun pulled her into a hug and planted a kiss on her forehead, “goodnight yunjin.” he left her room and turned off her lights before leaving the entire dorm and heading back to his own.

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hot tears ran down aeri’s cheeks as she tried to slow her breaths between harsh sobs while she sat back in her seat beside you in your manager’s van. you placed a hand over hers and grazed the top of her palm with your thumb soothingly. after a few moments she slowed her sobs and you cautiously asked, “what happened?” up until this point you had no idea why she rushed to leave, although it went unsaid that if one of your members needed a quick escape, you all left no questions needed in the moment. aeri sniffled then explained, “shotaro was there and i saw him with some other girl.” she sat in silence for a second then gasped, “wait that girl you left- was it her?” when you remained silent the older woman started to apologize profusely, “i’m so sorry- god i’m so dumb i should have just found another person to take me home why would i do that? i totally ruined your night with my boy drama and it wasn’t even that big of a deal and i have to find a way to make this up to you and her and-” you cut her off and said, “unnie stop. it’s okay…besides i don’t even know if it was her or not.” aeri dabbed her eyes and asked, “do you know who it was behind the mask?” you shook your head and answered, “no i recognized her voice a little but i couldn’t place a name to it….she definitely knows who i am though.” you fiddled with the mask in your hands as you remembered the last moments between you both. how she stared at you through tearful eyes in a silent plea not to leave her there alone as you just watched, not making any attempt to run back into her arms.

aeri looked at you then smirked slightly, “i saw the two of you though…looked like you were having fun.” you hit her thigh playfully and rolled your eyes, “oh hush i saw you with that one girl too.” she clicked her tongue in disapproval, “no changing the subject, tell me how it was with you two first.” you smiled shyly and caved to her request, “well…i started dancing with her and we got to talking. she was really cute and she said she was one of jisu’s close friends. she was funny too and i think she thought the same about me? all i know is that i want to see her again…” the last part was more of you thinking aloud while remembering the million dollar smile and adorable laugh of your dance partner. there was something about her that just felt familiar to you, as if you knew her prior to your first meeting tonight. aeri teased you, “awe look at you all giddy with that stupid little smile on your face.” before you could respond you felt your phone vibrate in your blazer pocket, your face dropped seeing it was your little sister calling you.

“hello?” you answered with a serious tone, worried that your little sister was calling you over something urgent. you didn’t give her a chance to reply before you asked, “minji? what’s going on? are you okay?” the younger girl nearly shouted, “no i’m not okay! why didn’t you tell me that hanni unnie and winter unnie are dating?” you pulled your phone from your ear and put the phone on speaker, then switching to english as you asked, “what?” minji repeated in english, “why didn’t you tell me that hanni unnie and minji unnie are a thing? i’m your little sister how could you keep this from me?” aeri and you shared confused glances before aeri spoke up, “we don’t even know what you’re talking about. who told you that?” the younger girl beamed, “oh hi aeri unnie! and hanni unnie told me a few minutes ago, she just got back from that gucci event she went to. i thought you would have known something about it?” you left out a sigh and told her, “no we don’t but we’re on our way home now so i’ll ask minjeong unnie about it when we get back okay?” minji hummed and then you chided gently, “and next time please don’t call me like that again. i thought something bad happened, you almost gave me a heart attack, minj’.” your younger sister laughed, “my bad, sorry.” you then said, “alright it’s late and you have work in the morning, go to sleep okay?” minji agreed and responded, “okay i will, goodnight.” you both hummed in unison and you added, “i love you minj’.” your little sister quickly tacked on, “i love you too unnie. bye bye.” when your manager arrived to your dorm, you and aeri got out of the van and went upstairs just to find minjeong pacing the kitchen nervously. her stomach dropped when she saw you in front of her, she opened her mouth to say something but you cut her off, “winnie- why is my little sister calling me at 3 AM claiming that you’re dating hanni?” suddenly ningning walked from her room in pajamas and a bare face, clearly having gotten home slightly earlier than you and aeri. she gasped and and whisper yelled, “YOURE DATING HANNI???” minjeong nervously replied, “yes well no but-” she turned to face you then asked, referencing your little sister, “ how does she know about that? nevermind, it doesn’t matter.” you told her somewhat harshly, “it kind of does minjeong” the older woman rolled her eyes in frustration,“oh my god- i said it’s not a big deal! some male model was trying to hit on hanni earlier tonight and i stepped in and insinuated that she was with me. it wasn’t real and hanni knows that so your sister was probably just half assed listening or something. but it’s over so can we please just let it go?” just then jimin entered the room and asked, “minjeong-ah, why did ryujin just send me a text saying you told her you and hanni are together?” the brunette froze in place and her face ran pale as all the blood drained from her head. she looked at you in a silent plea of help and you immediately put the pieces together. however, knowing your leader, she wasn’t going to let this one go as easily.

minjeong swallowed thickly and tried to sound as convincing as possible, “we were exactly that, together. hanni was standing with me and we were enjoying the party together. ryujin must have misinterpreted my words or something.” karina pursed her lips as she onced the younger woman over. it was clear as day that she didn’t believe a word minjeong just said but for her sake and yours, she dropped the matter.

as jimin stared down at her phone, clearly texting ryujin her phone buzzed and she answered the call. there was a genuine smile on her face as jimin rasped in that low sultry tone that made minjeong weak in the knees, “jagi… .” the black haired girl moved slowly towards her room as ryujin responded, “i missed you tonight, i’ll bring you to my next event. have my baby girl be my plus one, yeah?” jimin giggled and bit one of her fingers as she happily agreed, “you’re the only one i’d imagine it with.” she walked back into her room and locked the door behind her, leaving you and your members standing in the kitchen. ningning placed a comforting hand on minjeong’s shoulder and then went back to her room to turn in for the night. aeri followed behind ningning, making her way to her bathroom to shower then head to bed. when it was just the two of you, minjeong’s face fell and her heart clenched before tears started welling in her eyes. you wrapped an arm around her shoulder to pull her into a hug. minjeong rested her head on your chest and you asked, “sleep in my room tonight?” she silently nodded and slowly started walking towards the bathroom to get ready for bed.

once you had also showered and freshened up for bed, you waited in your room for minjeong to join you. eventually, your bedroom door opened and minjeong’s eyes were puffy, clearly she’d cried herself dry in the shower. a frown formed on your lips and you opened your arms, “do you wanna tell me about it or just let me assume?” minjeong stayed silent for a moment then she murmured in english, “love is stupid.” you snorted and nodded in agreement, “i can’t argue with that one.”

minjeong let out a huff then explained quietly as if she was scared of someone overhearing, “i was standing around trying to just wait out the after-party. manager oppa said i couldn’t leave until 2:00 AM. so i hid in the bathroom for half an hour and then just tucked myself into a corner. then hanni came up to me and told me she was happy i was there…i think even though we aren’t friends, it’s just the familiarity of the mutual connection through you and minji. anyways, we were just talking and laughing about how we both wanted to go home. then ryujin came up to me when hanni left to go to the toilet. i think she knew i was trying to avoid seeing her all night, im not sure? but she started talking to me and asked me who i was with and i said i was with hanni because she just kept mentioning how she wanted to bring you know who as her date. I just got jealous. like whenever i see her all i can think about is how she’s just a constant reminder that i can’t be with um…anyways, it was fine until she brought someone up again for a third time and i got angry because i knew that she knew what she was doing just from looking at that stupid ass smirk she does. i dunno, i just got jealous so when hanni came back just pulled her super close to me to get ryujin to leave. and then i whispered to her what was happening so she didn’t think i was some creep or something and she told me to just follow her lead and she just clung to me for like ten minutes like those girls aeri meets at the clubs. fucking sucks. y/n i’m just- i know she’s your friend and all but i’m so tired of seeing her and hearing about her all the time. Everywhere i go ryujin is there, even in our dorm she’s here! and i feel selfish because i just want jimin unnie to be happy but it’s hard to see her happy when it’s with someone else.”

you let out a disappointed sigh and you apologized gently, “i’m sorry winnie…i wish i could do something to help but all i can say is just hope things will work out. i know it might not seem like it but i know that jimin unnie cares about you more than you think.” the older woman shrugged and murmured, “i hope so.” the two of your were about to doze off when your door opened slowly and aeri popped her head in, she asked, “got room for one more?” you and minjeong waved her over and she shuffled in with her bunny slippers scuffling against the floor. she climbed into your bed and huffed, “y/n, don’t have feelings for anyone. ever. love sucks..” minjeong mumbled, “i agree, don’t do it.” you thought to yourself, “it may be too late for that.”

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