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stayarmytinyzenmoa-l · 1 year

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Hey, Mickey!

University AU TW: Language, Alcohol Consumption, P w/out P, Hook-Up Culture, Y/N's a bit promiscuous but so are her friends lmfao Smut Warnings: Sloppy Make Outs, Penetrative Sex, Degradation, Name Calling, Oral (Giving and Receiving), Fingering, Overstimulation, San's a meanie (translated: soft dom ish), Unprotected Sex (contraceptives are sexy guys), Creampie, Cockwarming(ish), Manhandling, Multiple Orgasms Genre: Romance, Smut, Exes-to-FWB-to-Lovers, Minors DNI Pairing: Choi San x Reader YN Pronouns: Female (She/Her) Word Count: 4.3K

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Notes: I'm in my choi san era and the hey mickey you so fine audio has been stuck in my head all day so oop here we go Disclaimer: Please remember that this is an AU and a work of fiction, obviously the idols mentioned/written about in this story would never partake in these actions. The idols mentioned in this work are meant to be seen more as face claims rather than the actual idols themselves.

Feedback is greatly appreciated!! Thank you for reading!

"Oh, yeah, he's my ex-boyfriend," you shrugged.

"He's your ex?!" Your friend shouted and you flinched back. She whips her head back and turns your head gently for you to follow her gaze.

"Way to be subtle..."

"Look at him! He's sculpted like a god!" She whispers harshly. San, meanwhile, shakes his hair with his hand while talking to two of your other friends. Sure, you could see why your friend found him attractive, all the surface-level bull shit at the very least. Good build, strong figure, killer jawline, etc. etc. Hell, sometimes you swear he'd subtly flex on purpose just to get his admirers swooning. He's so fucking pretentious for that. But his looks are where it ends.

"You're overreacting," you rolled your eyes and pulled away from her. Cocky and good for nothing, whenever you'd spend any amount of time with San you'd always get worked up in some shape or form. Once your friend saw how much of a shitty person he could be she'd definitely run the other way. Choi San was basically a walking red flag.

"(Y/N), how the fuck did you fumble the bag with him?! He's so damn fine," she chews on the tip of her thumb.

"Okay, hold on," you defended yourself, "first of all, I broke up with him, and second of all, it was a mutual agreement to break up," you explained. Your friend groaned and slumped against her chair.

"So he's off limits then?" She asks sadly.

"Off limits? Far from, by all means take him," you waved your hand absently. "San and I agreed to go back to being friends, we worked better that way anyway," you shook your head. Just friends, you weren't really lying, you were just cutting around the truth.

"How long did you date?"

"Two years."

"Fuck... How long has it been since you broke up?" She asks.

"Three years."

"Oh, shit, okay then!" She tucks her hair behind her ear. "How do I look?"

"Stunning, go get him, tiger," you said with a chided tone. Yeosang breaks his conversation with San as soon as he spots you. Your friend brushes past him, bumping into his shoulder on her way over but sparing no other interaction. Yeosang side-eyed her until he finally reached you.

"What's up with her?"

"He got her," you laughed without sparing a glance.

"He has that effect," Yeosang takes the now spare chair. "You're still on for tonight, though, right?" You looked up from your computer.

"Of course, I am, when have I ever said no to a party?" You asked. Yeosang throws his hands up.

"Just asking! Last time we went out you bailed!"

"I didn't bail I ended up hooking up with someone so I got busy!" You explained. Someone who just happened to be talking up your friend at the moment.

"Sure, (Y/N)! Ditch your childhood friends so you could go fuck around, we don't mind!" Wooyoung hops into the conversation. Technically you didn't ditch your childhood friends, considering he is one of them. "As long as you bring us, of course," he grins.

"Screw you!" You pushed his head away playfully. "I'm serious, I have to finish this before we go out tonight." You waved your hand to silence Wooyoung and continued typing away.

"You're such a killjoy, (Y/N)," Wooyoung sits on the other chair now. "What are you wearing?" He asks. You slid your phone to him to show him the picture and his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

"Whoops, wrong one," you slid your finger across the screen to show the actual outfit.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Wooyoung swiped to the previous picture and leaned toward Yeosang, who shrugged and continued drinking his iced coffee.

"Saw that one already."

"Huh?!" Wooyoung's jaw dropped.

"Bruh, I told you to choose the other one!" Yeosang argues.

"I didn't like the other one!" You fought back. Wooyoung swipes to the previous picture.

"No, yeah, (Y/N)'s right, she looks better in the black one," Wooyoung agrees.

"The blue looks better," Yeosang swipes to the blue lingerie picture and Wooyoung responds with a shocked expression.

"He just doesn't get it," Wooyoung shook his head.

"(Y/N), thanks for watching my things," your friend bounds back and grabs her backpack.

"How'd it go?" You ask.

"He's taking me with him to the party tonight!" She couldn't hide her excitement. "Oh, who are your other friends here?" She looks between the two boys that joined you.

"Close friends."

"We're friends with San too," Wooyoung speaks up right on time for San to arrive.

"Oh... oh, (Y/N), wait, are you sure you're okay with me talking to San?" She asks with apologetic eyes.

"Yeah, go for it, I'm talking to someone new anyway," you shrugged. Now that caught San's attention. You tried not to look at him, memories of just last week resurfacing now.

"Right! The guy from orgo, right?" Your friend sneaks in a sly look with an even slyer grin. "Tell me how your date goes tomorrow!" She gives you a side hug before smiling at San. Then, she was gone.

"Guy from orgo?" Yeosang asks. You took a deep breath, leave it to her to spill a secret.

"He's nice, and his name is Mark, so don't be mean!" you defended him.

"Do we know him?" Wooyoung butts in. "Come on, we know basically everything about each other, tell us about this guy," he insists.

"Nothing big, okay? He's just a sweet guy who asked me out on a date, alright?" You shut your laptop, knowing full well that your essay won't be done any time soon.

"You guys fuck yet?" Yeosang asks.

"Holy shit, straight to the point," you grimaced at him.

"Hup, that expression says everything. And you said yes to going out on another date?" Yeosang presses. "Wait, wait, is this why you asked me what color of lin-"

"Shut up, Yeo, we're in public!" You shushed him quickly, just in time to catch San's glance. "But... yeah, alright? He's just sweet, okay? I want it to work out," you cleared your throat. "He got me flowers the other day..." your face began to heat up.

"Holy shit," Yeosang shakes his head. "The bar is set so low."

"The bar is you, my guy," Wooyoung laughs at San. "Imagine how shitty of a boyfriend you have to be for your ex to be blown away when she gets flowers."

"What kind of flowers?" Yeosang asks.

"Lilacs! Look how cute they are," you showed him a picture.

"Aww, good for you, (Y/N), you deserve someone sweet like that," he nudges you softly.

"Yeah, (Y/N), you're always into assholes, so maybe this will shake things up a little," Wooyoung jokes.

"Hey," San finally speaks up.

"You are an asshole!" You all respond.

"Yeah, an asshole who's DDing you two later so watch your mouth," San glares at Wooyoung and Yeosang, who only roll their eyes.

"We're not even going to get that drunk!"

"I am so drunk!" Wooyoung cries into your arms while Yeosang threw up in a trashcan next to you.

"Dear god, okay, it's okay, Wooyoung," you comforted him.

"I think I'm gonna be sick," Wooyoung grimaces.

"Ew, no, no, share the trashcan with Yeo," you shoved him off of you and tumbled out of the bathroom. You slammed the door shut and the girl who was next line looked at you with pleading eyes. "You don't want to go in there," you waved your hand and she ran off to find another bathroom. You pulled your phone out and typed out a quick response to Mark.

"Sending your friend after me? That's a dirty trick, (Y/N)," San leaned against the wall, effectively blocking your way out of the hall. You shoved your phone in your bra and took a deep breath.

"Hey, I didn't send her, she went herself," you shrugged.

"Is that right?" He leans toward you, hand playing with your dress strap. "She's waiting for me in this room here, you know," he nudges his head toward the door next to him. Your eyes slid over to it, the stark image of your poor friend waiting for her hook-up to return crossing your mind. San leans down to your ear, pulling you closer with the aforementioned dress strap. "Why don't we go into the room next to it?" Your eyes met his in an instant. You swore you wouldn't do this again.

"I hate you," you pushed forward and pressed your lips to his. Instantly, he fell into rhythm, like he had many times before, and like he would in the future. You pushed him against the door, the weak thing rattling against its frame, and your friend's surprised yelp resounding despite the deafening music. San smirked against your lips, one hand tugging your dress down your shoulders while the other held the side of your face. Quickly, the kiss got messier, it was gross, almost. Teeth grazing each other and tongues swirling together, it was disgusting, but fuck were you both into it. San pulled you into the next room over and kicked the door shut. He pushed you down onto the bed and climbed on top of you, his hands were gripping the bottom of his shirt before you pulled him down to kiss him again. You tugged at his belt buckle while his lips moved down from your lips to your neck, and you were just barely pulling it off by the time he started to bite down on your nape, and your hands squeezed at the leather while a strained moan escaped you. San pauses before pressing his lips against the shell of your ear.

"Oh, come on, you can do better than that." His knee pushes up between your legs and they open near habitually. You pulled his shirt off right as he pushed your skirt up, his belt was clattering against the floor right next to your panties, and now your dress was pooled under his jeans near the corner of the bed. San's lips attached to your chest, inching closer to your nipples as his hand pushed against your thigh.

Then, it hit you. You had a date tomorrow. You had a date with a wonderful guy, someone who treated you with so much care that you didn't even know was possible, and here you were, about to get dicked down by your ex-boyfriend just like you had been for months now. You grabbed onto his wrist and he stopped. He pushed himself up so that he hovered above you now.

"We can't do this, we said we'd stop," you were out of breath. San didn't say a single word, no, it was like he was waiting for you to really think harder about this. You pushed yourself up on your elbows, ready to leave, but San kept you caged between him. "I... I'm seeing someone right now," you admitted this, but you couldn't meet his eyes.

"Talking or dating?" He asks. You still couldn't look at him.

"Talking," you muttered. With two fingers he pushed against your cheek to face him.

"Are we going to fuck or not?" He asked. "If you want to stop right now, then I'll stop and go next door. If not, tell me now." He said in a low voice. Hell... you can't say no to him when you're looking at him like this. Plus... you really didn't want your friend to have sex with him.

"What's one more fuck?" You shook your head. It was the same thing you said last time, the time before that, and the time before that. What's one more fuck? That stupid smirk that San was so good at appeared on his face again while he moved down.

"What's one more fuck?" He mocks you. "You gonna say that again tomorrow when you come running back to me after that date of yours?" His tongue traces up the inside of your thighs and your arms start to give in under you. "Are you going to say that to me again after he fucks you too? When you find out that he can't take care of you the way I do?" His tongue swipes up your pussy now and your thighs tense up. San's hands held them down now, the skin beneath them no doubt bruising. Then, when you felt the feather-light kiss against your clit, you knew what you'd agreed to. San ate you out like everything was on the line, his tongue practically scooped at your walls like he was trying to get every last drop into him. Your hips bucked up, but he kept you pressed down, and your hand that had found its way into his hair seemed to work on its own.

"Ah... fuck, fuck, I'm gonna cum," you shook your head against the mattress and you bundled his hair into your hands. "San, fuck, just like that," your moans grew louder with every circular motion he made. He sucked on your clit and, like that, you were undone. Your thighs pressed against his hands while your pussy clenched around his tongue, but not once did he let up, no, instead he picked up the pace. You rode through your first orgasm with him already building up your second one, but before you could get there, he rose up, wiping his mouth with the palm of his hand.

His hand presses against your pussy now, middle finger tracing the lips so gently. "Baby, I hope you weren't planning on enjoying the party, cuz you're in for a night," he chuckles. He kisses you again, with the slight bitter aftertaste of you on his tongue. He presses two fingers into you and your breath hitches again, then it's stolen by him, who deepened the kiss. You moaned against him, and you squirmed each time he pressed against your g-spot.

"San, ah," your voice shook and you pressed your head against the mattress again, trying your best to control yourself. He pressed his thumb against your clit and a high-pitched sound bubbled up your throat. He rolled it in small circles and your breathing picked up. His fingers plunged into you and your hands groped toward his cock. You gripped onto the waistband of his boxers, making small tugging motions that grew in intensity with each thrust. You finally pulled them down and he kicked it off. You wrapped your hand around the base of his cock and pumped it up and down. "Ah, wait, I'm cumming," your handjob slowed to a halt right as you felt your pussy clamping around him.

"Fuck, (Y/N)," his hand slows and he pulls his hand out. "Open." Your tongue lolled out of your mouth and San shoved his fingers inside your cheek, lipstick smearing under his thumb. His cock lined up at your pussy and he pushed into you.

"Oh fuck," you moaned. San gripped onto your chin now, his other hand holding onto the bedframe behind you while he worked his cock into you. Every time he'd pull out and push back in his cock went deeper into you, until finally, his hips hit yours.

"Made just for me, huh?" He grins. He nods your head up and down for you and you breathed out a shaky moan as he readjusted. "What's that new guy of yours gonna say when he finds out you're just a cock hungry slut?" He thrusts into you. "You're going to send him running." You tried to shake your head but he held you still while he pumped his cock into you. You held onto his wrist and tried to pull his hand off, but when you figured he wasn't budging, you grabbed onto the sheets under you instead.

"I... I'm going to cum," you choked out.

"Hold it."

"Ah... I can't," your hips rose to meet his. "I can't, please let me cum."

"I swear to god, if you cum, I'm going to send a picture of how fucked up you are to him." Every muscle in your body tensed. He released your face and grabbed your phone from wherever it had landed. He only paused for a second, just long enough for him to pull up the text conversation you had with your poor date. He raises the phone up and takes a picture, cock still inside of you and makeup messed up and all. He turned your phone around to show you, his thumb dangerously close to the send button.

"Don't, oh fuck, don't send that to him, please," you begged him. San placed the phone on the nightstand and started to pick up the pace. "San, don't send that to him."

"Don't cum then, easy as that," San leaned over you attaching his lips to your neck. "You can do it," he encouraged you, but his hand started to play with your clit and you could feel your head spinning.

"Fuck..." your words trailed off. You couldn't stop moaning now, and San grunting into your ear didn't help. You felt him bite down on your neck, leaving a trail of hickeys down to your collarbone. He lifts you off of the bed and moves under you. He grabs your hips and held you steady while he pistoned up into you. "San!" You grabbed onto the headboard.

"Say my name again," his thrusts started to get faster. "Say it!"

"San! Just like that, fuck, please let me cum," your head fell on his shoulder and your hands wrapped around his neck. You pressed sloppy kisses under his ear and San groaned. Then, to your horror and to his amusement, your phone started vibrating on the table. San stopped and you cried.

"Oho, who's that?" San's head turned and you grabbed his wrist before he could even think of reaching for your phone.

"Don't," you looked into his eyes and San's smile only grew.

"Oh, I won't answer it, that's fucked," he says. "You will, though."

"No..." you shook your head and he grabbed your phone, holding it up for you.

"Answer it, (Y/N). You don't want to break the poor guy's heart, do you?" He teases you. "Don't mind me, I'll just be here," he adjusts himself to be more comfortable. "We can continue after," he says. But you knew him, you knew that look in his eyes. You made a move to pull out of him, but he held your hips down. He slid his thumb across the phone, the call connecting.

"Hey, (Y/N)," you heard Mark's voice. "I hope you don't mind that I called out of the blue, like this." You held your breath and San looked at the phone. "(Y/N)?"

"Hi, hey, Mark," your voice was weak.

"Whoa, I call at a bad time?" San shook his head. "What are you up to?"

"I'm just," your voice hitched up when San started to lightly move his hips, "I'm at the gym, is all."

"Oh! No wonder, you sound tired!"

"Just a little," you answered. "Why did you call?" You tried to move off of San again, but he pulled you down. He leaned forward and kissed under your jaw while he placed the phone down next to you.

"No big reason, I just wanted to hear your voice, is all." San licked up your jawline and captured your lips with his before you could respond. "Sorry, was that weird?" You moaned quietly.

"No, no, I don't mind," you answered quickly. San began to thrust into you again. "Look, Mark, I'll... I'll talk to you later, you kind of caught me at a bad time," you glanced down at where your bodies connected and you bit down on your lip.

"Yeah! It's no biggie, I'll see you tomorrow! Pick you up at eight?" San hung up the call and flipped you down onto the bed, your breasts pressed up against the comforter and his hand on your head.

"You're joking, right?" His tone takes on a new sardonic one. "Mark, that nerd?" He laughs and pulls out of you, cock landing between your ass cheeks. "Come on, (Y/N), talk about a fucking downgrade, you two even fuck yet?"

"Yes," you answered.

"Wait, wait, let me rephrase that," you felt his cock prodding at your entrance. He places your phone in front of you, the camera turned on. You almost wanted to look away from it, but he stopped you from doing so. You noticed the red square at the bottom of it. "Has he even made you cum yet?" He asks you. You shook your head and San thrust into you again. You moaned and hid your face away while he fucked you into the mattress. "You really think he can get you as dumbfucked as I do?" You shook your head. "Cum." You did so, your throat was burning from all the times he left you screaming. Your pussy pulsated around his cock and he turned you around again so that you could face him. He grabbed your face with his hand and pressed a bruising kiss to your lips. He practically chewed down on your mouth now while chasing after his own orgasm. He grabs your phone again and your legs wrapped around his waist. "Look at that, look at you," he holds the phone over you and you wiped the trail of saliva from the corner of your mouth. He ends the video and tosses your phone aside. "Admit it, (Y/N), no one fucks you the way I do," he pushes into you and you felt his cock tense inside of you.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck me harder," you nodded your head and he cummed inside of you. You saw white spots around your vision as you felt him filling you. You fell limp against the bed and he lifted you up, you were only being supported by his arms around you now while he continued to shallow thrust into you. You were just struggling to catch your breath while you were slumped over him. "God, I fucking love you," the phrase just slipped out. Your voice was hoarse and your mind blank, but somehow your words still held weight. San just responds by kissing you softly.

"Dammit, (Y/N), I never stopped," he mutters against your tender lips and somehow this still felt sweet. San lays you down on the bed, still kissing you and still inside of you. How he's still hard was beyond you, so you knew he wasn't going to stop just yet. He separated from you and you held his face to stop him from going further.

"What are you looking at me like that for?" He asks quietly. Your hand falls to his neck.

"I still love you," you pulled him down onto you and he moans against your lips, a newfound fervor in his movements. "Fuck, I love you and it's driving me insane." You chanted it like it was a mantra. It was true. In all of the dates you'd gone on and in all of the hookups you've had, you always found yourself comparing them to your first love, your first boyfriend. And here you were, still fucking him after breaking up with him so long ago.

"Say it again," he fucked you at his own pace, cum gushing out around his cock and spotting the bed.

"I love you," you repeated. "I know I shouldn't, but I love you."

"Fuck, (Y/N)," he said before kissing you. He cummed inside of you again, it was less intense than before, but it was enough to leave you spiraling. You pressed your hips down on him and he groaned. "You're insatiable."

"You're worse," you fired back. "You're worse because you keep making me come back," you held his face in your hands.

"You make it hard to leave," he pulls out of you, cum flowing out of your pussy. You caught your breath now while San rolled next to you.

"I'm about to break that poor boy's heart," you grabbed your phone and your heart stopped. "Oh fuck."

"Whoops," San glances over you to see the sent audio message.

"I'm dropping out of orgo," you turned your phone off and rolled toward him, your face against his chest. "I can never look at him again, oh fuck."

"Well, shit happens, (Y/N)," he wraps his arm around you and rubs your back. "You okay though? Not sore anywhere?"

"Not yet, I'll call you tomorrow to let you know."

"Call me tomorrow?" He looks at you quizzically. "Nah, you're coming home with me tonight."

"Huh?"

"No, I'm not letting you go home looking like that," he grabs your dress from the floor and places it on the bed next to you. "This is hot, by the way." He pulls his shirt over his head.

"Is it?" You pulled the dress on.

"Yeah, you look good in black," he picks up your panty and shoved it in his pockets.

"Hey, I need that," you toss him his belt.

"Not tonight, you won't," he tosses his keys in his hand.

"San!" You follow him out of the room just in time for Yeosang and Wooyoung to stumble out of the bathroom.

"Good luck getting home, assholes," San chides at them. They drunkenly looked between the both of you.

"Did you two fuck?!" Wooyoung shouts over the music. But his question ultimately went unanswered while you followed San out of the party.

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eeunoia · 1 year

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ENHYPEN Mini Series

E N H Y P E N as Greek Myths

EROS & PSYCHE

pairings: yang jungwon x reader

synopsis: yang jungwon, the notorious playboy of your school tries to play his little game with you but ended up losing.

word count: 10k

important note: i originally planned to write enhypen as greek gods but then i didn’t find some love stories that i like so i end up using some love stories that aren’t greek gods. also these are like modern versions of greek mythology love stories.

warnings: grammar errors, swearing, playboy jungwon and lots of kissing. let me know if i missed some!

note📎: i hope you guys liked it! it really means a lot to me whenever you let me know what you think about them, re-blogs and comments are well appreciated. btw, i love you guys and thank you for supporting me up until now. have a nice day/night! 🤍

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“Jungwon, please! Don’t leave me. You can’t!” a girl’s desperate plea can be heard by the busy corridors of Eeunoia University. She took a hold of his arm to stop him from taking further steps.

Jungwon that was walking pass by her and happily goofing around with some of his frat brothers turned to face her. Her pleading eyes that have tears at the side of it blinked anxiously at the sight of Jungwon’s blank face. She looked at him with a little fear as she finds it unusual how different his aura was from the Jungwon she’s dating.

He still has those angelic cat-like-eyes but they’re looking a lot more intimidating right now. His eyes were half lidded and looking so dead, with no life. Like as if he’s looking at someone, he’s not very fond of.

“I said we’re done already. Did you not hear me?” his tone screams finality and she saw how he pushed his cheeks using his tongue. It’s obvious that he’s slowly getting enough of this, but the girl couldn’t just let him slip away.

They’ve been going out for two weeks straight and as far as she knows, Jungwon and her were perfectly fine last Saturday. Why did he end it so suddenly?

“No! We were just fine last Saturday. What happened? Did I do something wrong? What is it? I will change it... just stay.” she begged, tears now streaming freely down her eyes.

She doesn’t even care if the students around her are looking right now. All she can think of is that she wants him to stay with her. She loves him and she knew he does too... atleast that’s what she thought.

Jungwon put both of his hands inside his pockets and tilted his head over to the side while he stared at the girl without any expression. He really hates girls who gets too clingy and are not good with break-ups. She used to be so cute when he first started dating her, but she gets too annoying and demanding so he decided to end it with her.

“Nothing’s wrong with you. I just don’t want to be with you anymore.” he answered honestly.

It broke her heart. To hear that he really doesn’t want to fix it anymore. She pursed her lips trying to stop it from shaking too much because of her messed up emotions.

“B-But I thought you love me...”

Jungwon scoffed at what he heard before he broke into a smirk. The girl looked at him with an explained expression. She doesn’t know what first she should feel. Embarrassed because a lot of students are watching right now? Sad because he’s clearly not going to get back together or anger since he’s playing with her?

Jungwon walked closer to her with a playful smirk over his pretty lips showing off those deep dimples of him. He leaned his face closer to her up until both of their foreheads are touching. He smiled, “Come on, (random name). You know how I don’t settle for one girl for a long time.” he said before dropping a gentle kiss at her forehead before leaning away.

He ran his fingers over his hair messing it up a bit that just made him even more handsome for her eyes. Her aching heart prevent her to speak any words. She just stood there looking dumb while Jungwon was smirking right in front of her.

“It was fun, right? The two weeks were fun and you got your popularity that you wanted. What more do you want from me?” he said sarcastically. He scoffed and she doesn’t know what to feel when she saw how life drains from his eyes as he became emotionless.

“Now get lost. You’re seriously starting to piss me off.”

A suffocating emotion slowly makes the girl’s chest aching as her eyes waters even more. She cried silently before she lowered her head as Jungwon turned around to walk away from her without even glancing back.

“Don’t you think that was too rude, Wonie?” his friend, Jay, was smirking while he waits for him to catch phase with them. They were just there watching one of Jungwon’s drama once again.

They’re used to it because Jungwon often changes his girls often. They don’t even know why girls are still willingly to be involve with him when he’s obviously the notorious playboy of their university.

“She’s annoying.” Jungwon uttered and just shrugged his shoulders off. As they walk through the hallways on their way to their class, he saw some of girls eyeing his direction. He smirked at the one in the middle and nodded at him. He smiled in satisfaction when he saw how she blushed just by that small interaction.

On the other hand, you sighed while you watch the commotion that the school’s playboy just caused. You shook your head slowly before facing back the bulletin board to post the campaign paper your club had created. After pinning it, you were about to walk away but you let out a groan before walking towards the girl that he just dumped.

“Here,” you handed her some tissues and when she looked at you, you can’t help but to feel a bit of pity for her. Her downcast eyes just made you realized how hurt she is with what happened.

She muttered a small thank you but you didn’t said anything after that and just left. She is pityful but you think she’s the one who brought herself into that mess. Everyone in their right minds know they shouldn’t get involve with Yang Jungwon.

Yes, he maybe one of the most handsome student here on your university. But his personality is just a major turn-off for you. He changes his girlfriends like as if he’s just changing his clothes. You find it very awful and very not so gentlemen. One of the things you hate is when someone plays over somebody else’s feelings. And he’s obviously someone mischievous enough to treat girls that way. You hated his guts and you hated the girls who fell for him even more. Maybe they’re blinded by his beauty and charm but still, they could’ve tried to resist.

“Hey, what’s with the long face? Something happened?” you snapped back to reality when you heard someone talked to you.

You just arrived at your class and your best friend just arrived as well. Thankfully, she isn’t late this time because she’s surely get punished soon if she don’t fix her time schedules.

You pouted and let out another stressed out sigh. You don’t even know why you’re getting yourself stressed with that when you can just don’t care about them.

“Yang’s at it again.”

Your friend let out a chuckle, “Come on, it’s not like you’re not used to it yet.”

“I don’t understand why they still fall for him? Okay, he’s handsome... and? What more?”

“Well he’s from a very wealthy family. He’s currently taking his pre-law course, captain of the rugby team of our university and the frat leader of Enhypen.” she said and your brows furrowed at what she just told you. With a pissed off expression you stared at her that she only responded with a chuckle.

“You asked, I just answered.” she even shrugged her shoulders off. You groaned and rolled your eyes again.

“Whatever! I still don’t think that’s enough reason for girls to fall in love with him, specially if he already have this reputation of being the campus playboy.” your eyes dropped to your textbooks and you fixed them and even arranged them properly.

You glanced at your friend when she tapped your shoulder, “We just never know until we’re the one in the situation.”

You slightly cursed when you suddenly lets go of the things you are holding causing it to scatter around the floor. You sighed and squats down to go get it when a couple of male students hurried themselves to go help you.

With a slight surprised eyes you watch them unknowingly. You don’t know what’s happening but when they handed you your things, you were left with no choice but to politely thanked them. You met each of their eyes as you bow and smiles softly. With flustered and blushing cheeks, some of them quickly turned to look away.

Your head tilted over to the side because of confusions but you decided to just shrug it off. You started walking towards the direction you were heading before you caused that mess.

Your brows were slightly furrowed while fixing the papers on your hand.

“y/n!” your head turned to look over the guy who just called you. A smile spread across your face when you saw Jeongwoo jogging his way over you.

“Jeongwoo!” you greeted. He flashed his lovely smile before messing your hair because you looked really cute.

You didn’t mind his action because you were used to it. You two had been friends for a while now and you can say you are close to him. Your eyes trailed down to his jersey uniform.

“Oh, practice?”

He nodded his head, still with that smile. “Yes. Where are you heading?” he asked and even offered a hand to help you with the things you are carrying.

You let him and muttered a short ‘thanks’ for him. “To the office of the event organizer. I’m going to submit out proposal for the tree planting project.”

Jeongwoo showed an amused expression, “Ah yeah, when is this? Can I help you with anything?”

Your eyes grew a bit big at the sudden offer. “Really? You want to help with the tree planting program?” you asked trying to get a sure answer from him. Your tone sounded cheerful and excited that Jeongwoo can’t help but to chuckle.

“Of course.”

You cheered, “Great! I’ll tell you if it’s already approved so you can sign up for it. With you joining I’m sure a lot of girls will too.” since he’s pretty popular in your university, you’re sure you’ll get some more people because of him.

He gave you a fake upset face, “Ouch! Are you using me?”

You smirked and nodded continuously that made him snicker a laugh before pinching your nose. “Okay, this is my stop. Thanks for walking me here. See you around, Jeongwoo!” you waved at him before going inside the office.

Jeongwoo’s smiling brightly while still looking at the door you just entered. You may not have any idea but he likes you. He likes you more than friends.

“Jeongwoo...” he glanced over to his side and his smile faded together with his shoulder falling.

“What do you want Jian?” he asked completely uninterested as he started heading back to the gymnasium.

The girl followed him right away and as she catches phase, she pulled his jersey to keep him from walking away.

“Let’s talk.” she said with a serious face.

“We have nothing else to talk about.” he said and he unclasped her hold to his jersey but she was stubborn enough to just grab it again.

He sighed and threw his head back as he shut his eyes in annoyance. “Is it her?! Is she the reason why you can’t like me?!” she shouted right at him.

Jeongwoo clenched his jaw. He’s been rejecting Jian over and over again but seems like she’s not someone who gives up easily. He sighed and slowly faced her. His eyes were very serious even at the sight of Jian’s teary eyes.

“Yes. I like her. I like her very much and I don’t think I can like someone else other than her.” Jeongwoo honestly told her.

It broke her heart but her pained expression slowly turned at rage. She smirked as tears flows from her eyes.

“I will make sure you’re not going to get her. You hear me?” she swear.

Jeongwoo shakes his head before finally unclasping her hold and continued on heading back to the gymnasium.

On the other hand, back to Enhypen’s frat house, you can hear continuous smacking of lips from the quiet living room. The house was pretty much vacant as everybody else were at their own classes.

The girl that was sitting over Jungwon’s lap hissed as she pulls away for a while to get some air, she looked at Jungwon’s face and can’t help but to admire his pretty face. His hair was messy because of her and his eyes looked so sexy half-lidded. His lips were a little swollen because of their continuous make out sessions.

“You’re so hot.” she said under her breath. Jungwon smirked, “I’ve been told, honey.” he said that earned a giggle from her.

She was about to lean in again for another kiss when they both almost jolted because of the loud sound that the door made because someone entered.

Jungwon’s hand settled over the girl’s waist to keep her from falling, “What the fuck?” he cursed with a pissed look over his face when he saw his cousin walking inside with an upset face.

“Jungwon, I need to talk to you.” she said right away. She didn’t even mind that his cousin have yet another new girl over his lap.

Jungwon flashed her a smile, “Can’t you see I’m in the middle of something?”

“I don’t care! I said I want to talk to you!” she said like a 5 year old spoiled brat.

Jungwon knew he couldn’t do something because she’s not going to leave him alone unless he gives her what she wanted. After letting out a sigh, he glanced at the girl on his lap. He smiled a little, “See you tomorrow, honey.” he said, he can’t even remember the girl’s name.

She pouted and grunted a little before giving him a soft kiss at his cheeks. “Tomorrow hot stuff.” she even sent him a wink that just made the young men chuckle.

When she managed to get out of the house, Jungwon sat down properly and tried fixing his crumpled polo. He then sighed and fixed his hair after.

“What is it that you want?” he asked his cousin that was now sitting at one of the couches.

He rolled his eyes before handing her some tissues. She’s crying and even if she’s a brat, Jungwon hates to see her like this. She’s still his cousin after all.

“Can you do me a favor?”

“No.” Jungwon answered quickly that made her frowned.

“Please do your cousin a favor!” she said and pouted, begging him. He sighed again and rolled his eyes.

“What kind of favor?”

“I want you to make y/n fall in love with you and dump her in the worst way you can.”

Jungwon tilted his head at the sound of the said name. He furrowed his brows, “You mean (l/n) (y/n)?”

She nodded her head continuously that made Jungwon laugh a little.

“No.” he was quick to turn her down.

“Why?!” she shrieked. She already asked Jungwon for this kind of favor before. Two of them was one of the most popular girls in your university but he didn’t have any problem about it. Then why is he saying no to you?

“I think she’s boring. She’s no fun, Jian.” Jungwon shrugged his shoulders off.

She pursed her lips. “Please? I promise this will be the last time I will ask you to do these kind of favors.” she even clasped both of her hands together.

Jungwon stared at her. His mind wanders over you and he thinks if he’s going to pursue you, you won’t be easy. It will surely be a thrill for him and that’s what’s interesting about everything. Thrill.

“Alright.” he finally agrees. She cheered in happiness and even went close to give him a hug. He groaned, “Move away. You ruined my make out session.”

She rolled her eyes before walking her way out, “Seriously drop her. She’s such a bitch.”

Jungwon shakes his head before heaving out a sigh after. A smirk slowly appeared over his lips when he thinks about his new target.

‘This will be fun...’ he thought to himself.

“Are you that bored with your life that you’re going for y/n, Jungwon?” his friend was smirking at him while he waits for you to come to the locker’s area.

Jungwon shrugged his shoulders off and responded without glancing to Jay. “Jian asked for a favor and I think it will be a challenge to pursue her.” he clicks his tongue at the side of his cheeks as he leaned over the lockers and crossed his arms.

“Challenge? I bet it would be impossible, dude! Jake even tried to ask for her number and she turned her down with no mercy.” Sunghoon said laughing at the memory.

“Hey that was a year ago!” Jake hissed at his friend and even hit his arm once.

“Nah, I think Jungwon will do a pretty good job.” Heeseung commented with a smirk over his face. Jungwon scoffed and offered a fist bump to his friend that he gladly obliged.

“Do you want to bet on it? I bet for a month.” Ni-ki said and snickered a chuckle with a mischievous smirk.

“A month? No. I think Jungwon will give up after 2 weeks.” Sunoo interrupted and Jungwon gave his friend an unamused grin.

“Give your frat brother some trust, Sunoo.” Jungwon joked and just earned a chuckle from his friend.

“I bet for a month and a half.” they all looked at Jian who just arrived the scene. She have this evil grin plastered over her face.

Jake chuckled and wrapped his arms around her, “Sometimes I’m scared with you, our little evil princess.”

Jungwon just smirks at them before Jay gave him a light tap over his shoulder and tilted his head towards somewhere. When he turned his head, he saw you walking confidently towards your locker. You completely ignored the eyes that are silently watching you.

“See you later guys.” Jungwon muttered before pushing himself off from the lockers and slowly made his way at you.

The girls that he passed by can’t stop staring at him. He gave them small smiles and just focused on you. On the other hand, you’re too occupied with what you’re doing that you failed to noticed Jungwon approaching your way.

“Hi.” you got a bit startled when someone suddenly talked beside you and you’re even more surprised to see who it was.

You gave him a confused expression, “Uhm, hello?” you said awkwardly. Honestly, you don’t know how you should react. This will be the first time you and Yang Jungwon will interact. It’s so out of blue and so sudden.

A smirk spreads across his face when you ignored him right after saying an awkward hello. He thought it was really funny and cute at the same time.

“Do you have any plans after dismissal?” he asked and you stopped your hands from fixing your things inside your locker when you heard his question.

With a confused face, “Why?”

“I was planning to ask you out on a date.” he confidently said.

You blinked a couple of times while still staring at the handsome Yang Jungwon right in front of you. His hair was naturally down and even if it’s not done, he still looked perfect. His pretty eyes were a bit too flirty looking at the moment and his smirks just matches his vibe so well. His dimple at the side was just giving him more appeal. In short, his visual are God-like.

“Take a picture, baby. It last longer.” he interrupted your thoughts.

You frowned before rolling your eyes at him then resumed on your business. He chuckled at how you just reacted at him. It was annoying. His confidence and his sexy chuckle are annoying for you.

“So is that a yes?”

“No.”

“Why not? Do you have plans?” he asked and when you glanced his way, his eyes looked innocent while waiting for your answer.

You scoffed, “Yes and going on a date with you is not a part of it so leave me alone, Yang.” you told him off easily before closing your locker to get yourself out of there.

Jungwon blinks a couple of times after what you just said at him. He can hear his friends laughs from a far but he didn’t care. A smirk slowly appeared over his face before starting to follow you.

“Then can I atleast give you a ride?” you glanced at him when he walked beside you.

You sighed a bit frustrated, “Seriously, what are you up to?” you asked him and stopped from your track to face him.

Jungwon stopped too and smiled brightly at you, “I want to go out with you.” you blushed because of his straightforward answer but you didn’t let it caught you off-guard.

“Why?”

“Why not?” he answered your question with another question.

Your shoulder fell before you looked at him straight at his eyes. Jungwon spaced out a bit. He’s well aware that you are beautiful. Based on the rumors about you around the campus and the number of guys you already turned down, he quite knows your history of being an anti-romantic. But he never knew you are this beautiful up close. He never got the chance to look at you for more than a minute.

“I have no time for your games.”

“Well lucky for you because I’m not playing.” he said smirking before putting one of his hands inside his pocket.

You glared at him before rolling your eyes, “Whatever, leave me alone!” you shouted and started running away from him.

Jungwon didn’t have the chance to stop you but instead he just stared at your figure that was starting to get smaller as your distance grew.

“You are seriously interesting, y/n.” he mumbled to himself before he threw his keys up in the air and catch it, playing with it as he walks on the different direction.

You have no idea what just happened. As far as you remember, you didn’t do anything that can make Yang Jungwon notice you. It’s been years that you two are schoolmates but not even once did he showed interest over you. Just this once!

You tried to shove away those thoughts from your mind because you think it’s just a waste of time. He’s probably just bored and he saw you. Yeah, that’s probably just it.

You thought he’s going to stop after that but you were wrong. Completely wrong. He started bugging you out. It’s not even helping that you have some class with him. He sits beside you, greets you whenever you two encounter each other and out of all of that, he always flash you those charming smile of him. If he’s not a playboy you would instantly let your guard down. He’s such an eye candy.

“What’s with Yang Jungwon and you? I thought you hate him.” your friend said while you two were at the library. She also noticed how Jungwon’s all over you all the time. She’s probably very confused because she knew you’re really not fond of him.

“I don’t hate him but I also don’t like him.” you clarified without glancing her way and just continued flipping the pages of the book you were reading.

“Oh, okay. So what’s up with the two of you?”

“Nothing.” you answered right away because it is true.

“I don’t believe you.” She chuckled and even rested her head at the back of her hand to look at your way.

You sighed because you know she’s not going to let go of it without you giving her full details. “I am saying the truth. I don’t know what’s up with him. He just suddenly started acting like that.”

“He’s been following you around for almost two weeks straight.”

“Yeah and he’s super annoying.”

Your best friend laughed, “I think you two looks cute together.”

You looked at her with a frowned face, “Are you serious right now? Me and him are never going to happen.”

She smirks and shrugged her shoulders off. “I don’t know. My senses tells me otherwise tho.” she said that made you blushed but just choose to shrug the thought off and ignore it.

After library period, you and your best friend were on your way to your next class when you bumped into Jeongwoo.

“Y/n! I heard your tree planting program was approved. Congrats! When can I sign?” he asked you.

You broke into a bright smile, “Probably next week. I will still have to prepare a lot of things and finalize some more details for it.”

He nodded before messing your hair a bit, “Okay. Just let me know if I need to sign up already.” he said and you excitedly nods at him.

After dismissal that day you hurried yourself over the lockers to avoid getting seen by Jungwon. Your best friend left moments ago already because she said she still needs to go somewhere. You’re at your locker and was already fixing your things when Jungwon appeared.

“Hey, miss.” he greeted. You lets out a sigh before slowing down because you realized there’s no point on hurrying because he already saw you.

“Hi Jungwon.” your tone doesn’t sound very happy to see him but still it made him chuckle.

“Any plans today?” he asked a very familiar question for you.

When you turned to look at him, you were silent for a while because he looked breathtaking right in front of you. His hair was a bit damp, his cheeks are slightly red and so is his lips. He’s wearing his plain white t-shirt paired with some sweats while his duffel bag hangs over one of his shoulders.

“Y-Yeah..” you answered and gulped while looking away.

Jungwon smirked because he saw how you looked flustered at the sight of him. Obviously, he got an effect on you but you were resisting it so much. It doesn’t pissed Jungwon off actually. For him, it’s even more fun this way.

“What are your plans?”

“What made you think I will tell it to you?” you fired back, he chuckled at how fierce you are at him.

“Just trying my luck today, baby.”

You pursed your lips as you felt something inside your stomach turns at the sound of his sudden endearment for you. While you are putting your last textbook inside your locker, you felt your phone vibrating continuously so you quickly fished it.

“Hello?” you answered the call when you saw that it was from the orphanage you are volunteering for for the past few years.

Jungwon just leaned at the locker beside you, silently watching your face. When some passes by his part, he just greets them a little but don’t tear his gaze away from you for long.

He stared at your expressive pretty eyes. He doesn’t know but he’s always been being drawn by those eyes. The way he stares at him just hits different for Jungwon. It gives him a different kind of satisfaction.

“What? For how long is he missing? Wait, I’ll go there right away!”

Jungwon shifted from his position and furrowed his brows at the sight of your worried face. He silently watches how you ended the call and closed your locker right away. You turned away and started walking out from the building. Jungwon quickly follows and grabbed you by your arm.

“Hey,”

“Please Jungwon I don’t have time right now. I need to go somewhere as soon as possible so can you please spare me today?” you glanced at him with a frustrated face.

To your surprise, Jungwon doesn’t have that mischievous smirk over his face. His brows were furrowed in a worried way. He sighed, “Let’s go, I’ll give you a ride.”

“No thanks. I can take the bus--”

“You said you need to there as soon as possible. It would be easier than public transportation.” he said in a serious tone. You figure he have a point, so you agreed and you both went to the parking lot.

He swiftly opened the back seat and placed his duffel bag inside before opening the car for you. You blushed and thank him before he smirked. He walked around and you can’t help but to continue admiring him.

“Where to?” he asked.

You gulped and told him the address of the orphanage. Even if he’s a little confused, he didn’t asked anything and just started driving. You pursed your lips nervously and fiddled with your fingers. He was just silent the whole ride, maybe he felt like something’s going on so he refused to pissed you off today.

The moment you arrived, you quickly went down and head inside. Jungwon did the same thing and went after you. Some people and kids quickly went to go greet you. He stood by his car and leaned over it while watching you from afar.

He saw you talking to some of the staffs of the said orphanage. Jungwon’s mind was blank while watching you genuinely talking to those people. He always thought you’re a responsible person but this... this is just a new side.

When one of the staff pointed him, you glanced at it and your eyes grew when you saw him not yet leaving. You excused yourself and went towards Jungwon.

“H-Hey, I’m sorry for just leaving just like that. Thank you for driving me here. I owe you one.” you said.

Jungwon’s serious face remained, “Is everything okay?”

You’re slightly taken aback. His tone sounded so soft. Like as if he isn’t the overly confident, Yang Jungwon you knew.

“Ah one of the kids of the orphanage run away again. I have to go look for him because he only listens to me. I already know where I can find him so you can go already. Sorry for the trouble and thank you so much.” you said and tried to pull a very sincere smile for him.

He pushed himself off from leaning over his car before running his hand once over his still damp hair. “Then let’s go find him.”

You blinked twice at what you heard.

“Y-You’re going to help me?”

Jungwon smirked a little then nodded without hesitation. You blushed and slowly smiled before turning to wave at the staffs before riding his car again. Jungwon bowed at the staffs before he walked towards the driver’s seat again.

“Now, where will we find him?”

You told him to go somewhere and even before he can stop his car, you already saw Hyunjae sat down looking so down.

“Hyunjae..” your voice came out like a whisper before you glanced at Jungwon’s side, “Please stop here, Won.” you said and Jungwon stopped his car a bit light headed. That’s the first time you called him by that.

You went out and quickly go to approach Hyunjae. When he saw you, guilt instantly appeared over his but he lowered his face to avoid your eyes.

“Hyunjae, you made me so worried.” you mumbled before caging him with an embrace. He sniffed and returned your hug.

“I want my Mom, y/n. Why isn’t she coming back yet?” your heart broke at his question for you but you just remained hugging his little figure.

You pursed your lips trying hard not to start crying. Hyunjae just turned 6 and is still very innocent. He have no idea that the people at the orphanage were clueless to who his Mom is. He left her a year ago in front of the orphanage. He only have a vogue memory of her but he still believes she will come back for him.

“We need to go back to the orphanage okay?” your tone sounded so gentle as you lean away and met his sulking face. The corners of his eyes have tears over it.

“No! I don’t want to!” he suddenly throw tantrums and you can’t even blame him. He always does this whenever he gets sick of waiting for his Mom.

It broke you even more seeing him like this because deep inside, you know you can’t do anything about it. You have no idea who his Mom and have no clue if she will ever come back for him.

“Hyunjae, but we need--” your words were cut off when someone suddenly squats beside you and placed his hand on top of Hyunjae’s head.

The young boy glanced at Jungwon who’s now beside you. He smiled softly at Hyunjae, “Hi Hyungjae.”

“Who are you?” the boy asked a bit rudely as he furrowed his brows hardly towards Jungwon’s direction.

Jungwon scoffed, “I’m y/n’s boyfriend.”

Your eyes grew at what he said and slightly nudged him. He smiled downward in a cute way before shrugging his shoulders off then focused back on Hyunjae.

“Do you want to go eat at McDonald's then we go at a park?” he offered to the younger one that made his face slowly reflect peace.

Jungwon smirked inside his mind. You just stayed there, holding and caressing Hyungjae’s small hand.

“Y-Yes..”

“But you have to promise me you won’t cry anymore.”

Hyunjae pouts, “B-But my Mom...” he trailed and lowered his head.

When you looked back at Jungwon, you are slightly taken aback when you saw something flickered through his eyes while watching and listening to Hyunjae. His eyes reflected sadness and longing...

He pursed his lips, “I know its sad but you have a lot of people who loves you and if you continue to cry, they will be sad.”

Hyunjae slowly lifts his head and looked at your direction. You flashed him your warm smile even if you have tears at your eyes as well. He looked worried when he saw that you really looked sad. He sighed and slowly wiped off his tears using his small hands.

Jungwon lets out a small chuckle before messing his hair, “Good! Now let’s go get you food.” and he offered to carry him that he quickly accepts.

You sighed and just watch them slowly walked towards the direction of the fastfood. A smile slowly creeped over your face, you didn’t know Jungwon have this side.

“Thank you so much for tonight, Jungwon.” you said while you both walked under the bright moon.

Jungwon turned a little to look at you and he just smiled, “You’ve been thanking me ever since I gave you a ride. I think you thanked me enough, y/n.” he said.

You pouted and reached over him to fix Hyunjae’s jacket. He’s past asleep over Jungwon’s arms. After getting some food, you guys went to a near park and played together until he felt tired. Jungwon carries him and he ended up falling asleep over his shoulders.

“Y/n, thank you so much for bringing him back. I’m sorry to trouble you.” one of the staffs told you. You quickly dismissed it and told her that it’s completely okay.

Jungwon gently handed the sleeping Hyunjae to the staff and soon bid good-bye to them. After that, both of you headed back to his car because he said he will drive you home. You told him you can just take the bus so he can go home already but he hardly refused and initiated that he would take care of you.

You pursed your lips and fiddled with your fingers as you hesitate if you should ask something or not. It’s not like the atmosphere was awkward, you just really want to open a topic and ask him about anything. You watch how he easily maneuvered over the car’s steering wheel. He’s making it look a lot easier.

“You can ask me anything, y/n.” you jolted a little when Jungwon talked. He saw your cute reaction and chuckled because of it.

“Uh... It’s nothing really. I just got curious why you looked so sad when Hyunjae talked about his Mom.” you said and even bite your lower lip because you feel so shy.

You once again saw how his eyes looked sad after you mentioned it. You were about to dismiss the question but he suddenly talked.

“I kind of relates to him. I don’t have my Mom beside me anymore.” he answered with a low tone. Your mouth gapped, can’t really find the right words to say.

“She died because of an accident four years ago.” he said and the sadness over his eyes were unexplainable.

“I’m sorry, Jungwon.” you sincerely said. He glanced at you for a while and flashed a small smile.

“Nah, it’s okay.” he said and continued driving. You two fell silent and you can’t take off this heavy feeling inside your chest.

There’s something telling you that all of these— all of the troubles Jungwon causes are more like a mask to not let other people see what he truly feels. Somehow, it makes you sad for him and also it made you so curious.

“Anyway, I heard you have a tree planting project for the school already. What’s with the orphanage?” you glanced at his direction and tear your gaze off from the window.

“Oh! The tree planting program was for the school and this... this is my personal project. I volunteered to help at the orphanage.”

“Why?”

“Why not?” you told him with a small teasing smile as the memory of him answering you with that flashes through your mind.

He lets out a chuckle, “Seriously, you are indeed amazing.”

He stopped the car right in front of your house. You pouted and unclasped your seatbelt before looking at him straight at his pretty eyes, “I think there’s something amazing about you too, Yang Jungwon.” you quickly leaned in to give him a peck over his cheeks before rushing to go out of his car.

Jungwon was stunned at his position. He can’t remember how many minutes is he spacing out but all he can think of was your cute kiss. The moment he snapped back to reality, he chuckled and smiled brightly before happily driving away.

The next day, you woke up a bit more happier. You have no idea what is it about but you’re really in a good mood. When you arrived at the university, you quickly fetched your things over your lockers before going to your first class.

It went smoothly and as you glanced at the clock, your smile spreads as you hear the school bell rang. Some students inside the class stood to leave but some remained because their next class is here. You remained sitting and placed your bag at the vacant chair beside you, saving a seat.

Your friend arrived moments after and sat at the other side. Her eyes glanced at the vacant chair beside you and just pushed the thoughts away and proceed on listening to the things you were saying.

Later on, as some students started to fill the room, your eyes darted over Jungwon who looked so good with his hair a bit damp once again. He have rugby practice and so you thought he will be a little late. You saw how his eyes roamed around like as if trying to find someone.

You smiled a little and your friend furrowed her brows when she saw it. She was about to ask you why but you raised your hand to catch Jungwon’s attention. A smile quickly spreads over his lips before he started going to your direction.

Your eyes watched him get closer before removing your bag at the chair you reserved for him. He leaned it give you a quick peck at your cheeks before sitting down.

“Hi beautiful.” he smiled widely.

You chuckled and raised your hand to slightly fix his messy hair, “Hello. How’s practice?” you asked.

Jungwon’s smile grew, “It was great.”

You nodded while still staring at his eyes. He’s doing the same thing and didn’t even tried breaking the eye contact. Like as if both of your lives depend on it.

“Wait, did I missed something?” you turned your head to glance at your friend and your cheeks blushed when you saw how she’s smirking teasingly.

You chuckled and just shake your head before focusing on your class. The whole day was just like that, you tried focusing on your classes while Jungwon pops out of nowhere from time to time. You had your lunch together with him.

“Class dismissed.” your teacher said and the students around you quickly stood up to leave. You started fixing your things as well.

“Y/n, is the signing up for tree planting still going on?” your smile grew big when you heard that question from one of your classmates.

“Yes! Are you going to sign up?”

She nodded, “Great! Tomorrow we’ll be by the auditorium if you want to sign up.”

“Cool. See you tomorrow then?” her eyes shifted at your back and you saw her eyes grew slightly big then her cheeks blushed.

When you looked over your shoulder, you saw Jungwon entering the room and going straight to you. He smiled as your eyes met, “Hey, you done?” he asked, not even glancing at the girl.

You nodded before glancing back at the girl, “See you tomorrow!” she nodded and exits herself.

You resumed on fixing your things while Jungwon sat at the table beside you and watch you intensely. He let his duffel bag drop at the concrete floor.

“What’s up tomorrow?” he asked gently. You looked at him then smiled.

“We’ll be looking for people who will sign up for my tree planting program.”

He nodded his head before an idea pops inside his mind. “If I manage to gather 500 people for your tree planting will you go out with me?” he asked boldly and your head turns at his direction with a furrowed brows.

You let out a little chuckle when you saw he looked so serious about it. “Are you serious? We have like just 50 people right now.” you informed him.

There’s a lot of students in your university, yes. But you bet most of them are busy with some other things or probably just won’t volunteer for this kind of programs.

He shrugged his shoulders, “So?”

“Well... maybe?” you answered and Jungwon scoffed before tilting his head over to the zone.

“Just answer yes or no, baby.”

You pouted and stared through his eyes and once again it was like you’re being hypnotized by his pretty eyes.

“Okay, fine. Yes.”

He smirked before nodding, “Prepare to be my girlfriend starting tomorrow.” he confidently said before gently grabbing your bag from you so he can carry it himself.

You rolled your eyes at him, “Get me my 500 people first.”

He smirked then leaned to give you a peck over your cheeks, “Oh I will.”

The following day, you’ve been very busy that you didn’t even saw Jungwon around the campus. You pouted sadly, feeling a little sad that you can’t stare at his eyes. He doesn’t have a same class with you today and so you didn’t even see him. He also didn’t pester you the whole day.

Something inside your chest tightens at the thought that he might be finally bored of you. And maybe the fact that you asked him to get you 500 people in order for you to start dating him sure is a bit overboard. But he was the one who suggested that?

You huffed a sigh and just shoved that thought away for a while to head over to the auditorium to check how’s the signing up for the tree planting was. On your way their, you come across some students.

“Y/n!” your head looked over your best friend when she called and greets you with big smiles. You tried showing her a bright mood as well.

“Hey, I’m sorry I was late. The teacher holds us for 5 more minutes. How’s the signing up?”

She smirked, “We have more than 450 right now.” she announced that made you so surprised.

“W-What?” you asked amused.

She chuckled and shrieked a little. “Yes! We have almost 500 people. A lot are still in line right now.”

“B-But how..?”

She laughed at your cute reaction and pulled you towards the auditorium. From your position, you can see the table you guys sets up for the signing up. It was really crowded and a long line were at the side. You would think of it like as if they’re buying a ticket on some concert or something.

Your eyes trailed at the people by the table. You pouted when you saw Yang Jungwon looking very busy while his friends were there too.

“Yang Jungwon came up with an idea that everyone who signs up will get to either hug or kiss his friends. Hilarious right?” she laughed and you can’t help but to chuckle as well.

“Seriously, I think you just tamed the playboy.” she said with a serious tone and a happy smile.

You chuckled and slowly made your way towards him. He was too busy that he didn’t even notice you.

“Are you this desperate to date me, Yang Jungwon?” his head raised at your teasing voice.

He smirked, “Just in time, baby. A few more people and you’re mine.”

You chuckled and shook your head at him. He was chuckling too when his friend said, “500. We have 500.” Jay said in a teasing voice.

You blushed while still looking at the long line. You slowly turned to face Yang Jungwon smirking. You blushed even more as you watch him tilting his head to the side as he rest both of his hands at the table to lean closer to you since you’re at the other side.

“You’re mine now.” he uttered gently to you.

You bit your lower lip before smiling at him then you wrapped your arms around his neck, “No. You’re mine.” and you leaned to him to give him a kiss at his lips that earned cheering from the crowd.

After three days, you guys decided to go to your first date as a couple. You’re a little worried and nervous but also excited because you’ll be going on a date with Jungwon.

First thing you went to was at the zoo since you’ve mentioned to him once that you always wants to go to a zoo with your boyfriend and so he granted your wish.

You screamed as he made you pose with a snake. He was giggling while holding his phone to take pictures and videos of this cute memory.

“Won, I’m scared! Hurry!” you said and screamed again when you felt it moving. You shut your eyes cutely and Jungwon just couldn’t stop himself from smiling widely.

After the staff took it off from you, you hurried your way back to your boyfriend and he cages you into a tight hug before kissing you on your head. “You did it, baby. You’re so brave.” he compliments you for overcoming your fear.

You two soon roamed around holding each other’s hand. Posing and taking pictures of each other, enjoying your first date. You had lunch after that and you guys talked about a bunch of things.

“You prefer letters and roses than any other things as a gift?” Jungwon asked a bit amused when you opened that up to him because he asked what do you prefer when your boyfriend will give you a gift.

You two are eating samgyupsal and he was busy grilling the meat while you wait patiently, talking. You nodded your head at him and he just smiled.

“Why? Do you hate them?”

“Not really. I just think they’re a bit cheesy.”

You scoffed, “That’s because you’re a playboy!” and you can’t help but to feel a little pissed just by thinking that he dated so many girls before you.

“How many girls have you taken here?” there’s bitterness all over your tone and Jungwon can’t help but to chuckle.

“Just you.” he answered and even if you’re suspicious of it, you can’t stop butterflies to move around your stomach.

“Liar.”

“No, I’m serious.” he said and when you looked at his eyes you saw how genuine he looks.

“Then what do you do with your past girlfriends?” you asked and his hand stopped from grilling the meat. He glanced at you and you saw him gulped nervously.

“Do you seriously want to know?”

You blushed, “Never mind! Just grill the meat.” you said and he soon broke into laughter.

“You’re so cute, baby.”

“Shut up.” you said still blushing.

He stopped laughing and just smiled warmly at you, “You’re the first one I took seriously, so stop being jealous.”

You stopped asking anymore after that and you were smiling nonstop. You guys went to amusement park and enjoyed your time there as well. You ride many rides, buys each other matching headbands even if he doesn’t want to, take lots of pictures and laughs a lot. You’re just having the best time of your life.

As the night fall, you told him that you want to take a walk around while you two just casually talks. Jungwon bought you ice cream and lets you borrow his hoody while you walked around hand in hand.

“Thank you so much for today, Won. I really enjoyed and honestly, I don’t want this day to end.” you said all pouty while you sway your hands gently.

Jungwon glanced at you and just stared at you with affection. He knew he’s in trouble the moment he pursued you. You started making him feel things nobody else did. You made him view things differently and even if the world’s cruel, Jungwon believes that with you in it, it’s way more better. He knew in this game he was playing, he lost way back.

He squeezed your hand slightly that made you face him. You’re a little taken aback when you saw how his eyes looked so much affectionate.

“Y/n...” he started. He pursed his lips and gulped and was about to talk again when you felt something dropping from the sky.

You furrowed your brows before glancing up and soon broke into a fit of giggles when it suddenly rain. You soon tried pulling Jungwon to somewhere that have a shade but he just stood there.

“Hey, what are you doing?! Let’s go or we’ll be soaked!”

He was just staring at you before he smirked and pulled you towards him. The rain soon poured hardly that made you both soaking wet. You screamed and Jungwon just chuckled before embracing you tightly.

You chuckled and returned his warm hug before you felt him gently swaying your bodies. He chuckled and pulls away before making you twirl around. You two end up dancing under the rain while giggling with each other. The moment was so perfect and romantic you can’t even explain how you’re overwhelmingly happy.

When he pulled you close to him again, he stared at your eyes lovingly.

“Thank you so much for making me happy, y/n.” Jungwon said sincerely.

You pouted and smiled before cupping his face, “You made me happy.”

He chuckled before leaning in and kissing your head, “I like you so much.”

You broke into a sweet smile, “I like you more.” he leaned in and gave you a sweet passionate kiss.

After your intimate moment under the rain, you both were giggling while you’re on your way back to his car. You sneezed and Jungwon chuckled before lowering the air-condition.

“You cold, love?”

“A little. How about you?” you asked worriedly and even tried fixing his hair that sticked over his forehead.

“Not really. Wear your seatbelt for me, okay? We’ll go somewhere to take a shower and change.” he said and you nodded while obeying him.

“Where are we going?” you asked a bit curious.

“To my house.” he answered and you were left with no choice but to just let him drive.

It was just a short drive and you pretty much arrived soon. When you did, you were amazed at how big their house is. You are informed that he came from a wealthy family but still, he sure is a big deal.

“Come in, baby.” he said when he noticed you looked a little shy.

He gently grabbed your hand and chuckled at your cuteness. You saw a middle-aged woman wearing a uniform approach you. Like you, she seemed to be surprised too see Jungwon with someone.

“Good evening, young master.” she greeted him. Jungwon didn’t showed any emotion. His smile a while ago disappears.

“Prepare us some dinner and take it to my room.” he said coldly that the woman nodded to. You just remained silent and Jungwon’s hold tightens over you.

You smiled a little to the woman before he started pulling you up the stairs towards a bedroom. You assumed it was his.

Your eyes roamed around his room while he went inside this walk-in-closet you assumed.

“Do you live alone here in your big house?” you curiously asked as you slowly roamed and checked around his room.

“I live with my Dad.” he answered from inside.

You nodded and your eyes trailed over the only picture frames by his bedside. It was a young Jungwon and you smiled sweetly while looking at his cute face before your eyes shifted over to the beautiful girl. It was his Mom.

You jolted a little when you felt two strong arms hugged you from behind. He chuckled, “Sorry for scaring you.”

You smiled, “She’s so pretty.” you said while looking at his picture with his Mom. He looked at it too and Jungwon’s surprised that it doesn’t hurt anymore like it used to. He still feel longing for her but with you by his side, it sure is a lot more better.

He rested his face at your shoulder after dropping a light kiss at your neck, “She would tell you the same thing if she’s here.” he mumbled and you smiled brightly before reaching over his hair and gently caress it.

He asked you to take a shower and after you did you saw that it was pouring outside really hard. Jungwon got back to his room holding some food by a tray, “It’s pouring hard outside. We’ll stay here for tonight.”

You nodded your head, “Won’t your Dad mind?”

“He’s often not home. Come here, baby. Let’s eat.”

You two ate dinner while you’re on his shirt and one of his boxers. Jungwon were smirking allthrough out the whole time you are talking. He will occasionally wipe the corner of your lips and give you kisses in between.

When you feel tired, you guys laid down over his bed and cuddled up. He gently ran his hand over your hair, caressing it softly. You’re getting a little sleepy already because of his warmth and affection and his scent. You don’t know what it is but you love it so much, very comforting.

You were about to drift to dreamland when you suddenly heard a low sweet singing voice. You furrowed your brows as you leaned away from his chest, “You know how to sing?”

He blushed a little, “N-No.” you smiled and chuckled.

“You have such a wonderful voice. Why didn’t you join any school performances?”

Jungwon scoffed, “No way. I think it will ruin my frat boy image.”

You rolled your eyes, “You’re such a baby.”

“No I’m not.” he said and kissed you by your lips.

Jungwon opened his eyes after a couple of minutes and saw that you’re fast asleep. He gently moved away from you and stared at your sleeping face. A warm smile spreads across his face before he got his phone.

“Hey Jian. I’m pulling out from the bet. I lost.”

Ever since that day, you two were inseparable. Jungwon sticked to you all the time and act like he will die if he doesn’t see you even for a while. You two were just so happy together.

“Are you serious right now?” you got this smirk over your face as you watch how cute sulky Jungwon is.

He’s leaning beside your locker and have this cute upset face. He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms to make you know that he’s really upset.

“Jeongwoo is just a friend.” you explained to him but he still looked so upset.

“But he likes you.”

“So? I’m --” you got cut off when suddenly a student approaches you.

Jungwon furrowed his brows hardly at the interruption and pushed himself off from the locker.

“Hey we’re still talking.” he said rudely that slightly scared the girl. You saw how she hesitated to tell you what she wants so you hit Jungwon at his chest.

“Hey, be nice.” you gave him a warning look before turning towards the girl and gave her a small smile.

“Fine.” and he stood behind you, towering your figure before he hugged you from behind.

You must say your relation is not perfect but both of you are very much happy together. Weeks passed and the more you know each other you can’t help but to fell in love even more.

“Are you going to attend our acquaintance party?” Jungwon asked while he drives his car using one of his hand and his other resting at your thigh.

You guys are on your way to their frat house because his friends are throwing this party. You don’t really like parties but ever since you dated Jungwon, you started attending them more often. It was fun. Or maybe just because you are with him.

“I don’t know, baby. It’s Hyunjae’s birthday so I have to be there.”

He nodded his head, “Yeah, right. We can plan something for him.”

“But what about acquaintance? You’re not going?” you asked while he slowly parks his car.

“If you’re not going, I’m not going.” and he placed a kiss at your cheeks before both of you head over inside the party.

It was a normal one. You socialized and partied with them until you feel tired. You st down at one of the chairs and when Jungwon noticed, he walks over you.

“Hey, you want to go to my room?”

You nodded because you really could use a rest. When you arrived at the familiar room, you made yourself comfortable at Jungwon’s bed and nuzzle through his pillows. It smelled like him.

When you felt the bed sunk a little, you raised your head to see Jungwon by the edge. He was smiling at you, “Give me love right now.”

You chuckled and forced yourself up from his bed to give him kisses and hugs. As you both enjoy your intimate moment, you both looked over the door and saw his cousin.

You got shy and the sarcastic smile over her face just makes you feel something odd.

“Oh hi.” she said with this sarcastic tone. Jungwon’s jaw clenched before he held you tightly.

“What you doing here, Jian?”

She smirked, “Nothing! Just going to ask y/n if she already know.”

You smiled awkwardly, “Know what?”

Jungwon clenched his jaw nervously, “Get out of here.” he said seriously.

“I guess you still didn’t know, y/n.”

“Know what?” you’re starting to feel pissed because your question is not being answered.

Jungwon stood up but his cousin smirked and said the words that made your world stop.

“It was all just a bet.”

Your heart broke as you slowly looked at Jungwon with teary eyes, “Is it true?”

Jungwon licked his lower lip. You wanted not to believe her but the look on his face says that it was indeed true.

“Is it true?!” you repeated your question.

He sighed, “Yes, but—” you pushed him off.

“Fuck you!” you screamed and head your way out of his damn room.

As you head down the stairs, you find it a bit hard as the place were pull of rowdy people. The moment you made it outside, you’re crying so bad. You suddenly felt a hand grabbing your arm.

“Baby, wait.” Jungwon’s eyes were bloodshot as he went after you.

He’s a mess. He doesn’t know what to do right after seeing how he hurt you. You cried and shoved his hold off of you.

“Y-You played with me...” your heart ached like its been stabbed a thousand of times after what you just found out. This was the first time you let someone enter your heart and this is what you get in return.

A fucking bet... you are just a game for him.

“Please, I love you. Don’t leave me.” he uttered, voice cracking a bit. You wanted so bad to believe him but you just can’t. The pain inside your heart was just too much.

“You expect me to believe you?” you chuckled sarcastically before shaking your head. Jungwon’s heart fell as you slowly steps away.

“Leave me alone, we’re over.”

Even before Jungwon can say something, you left with nothing but anger lingering towards him inside your broken heart.

It’s been a week ever since that night and you tried very hard to avoid Yang Jungwon. He was a mess without you. He couldn’t function well and his friends are starting to worry already because this is so not him. He tried to talk to you everday but he always fail too.

You forced yourself out of your bed and started getting ready to go to the orphanage. Today’s the acquaintance party and also Hyunjae’s party. You’re sure Jungwon will be at the party so there’s no way you’ll attend that.

When you arrived at the orphanage, your eyes looked a little surprised at the grand decoration for Hyunjae’s party. A staff smiled and greeted you right away when you arrived, “The decoration is great.”

She smiled, “Jungwon went here a while ago with some people who helped decorating everything. He paid for all of these just for Hyunjae, y/n.”

Your smile faltered at the mention of his name. “H-He did?” the staff nodded and signaled something to someone. Another staff came rushing towards her.

“Here, he asked me to hand you this too.” she said while giving you a beautiful bouquet of roses.

You were silent as your tears started to form your eyes. You did remember how he said he find it cheesy to give stuff like these. Then why..?

You turned your head when you felt someone tugging the edge of your shirt. When you looked at the person, it was Hyunjae. You quickly wiped off your tears and kneeled down to be at the same level of his face before smiling widely.

“Jungwon hyung asked me to give you this, noona.” he said and handed you a letter.

Your heart raced at the sight of it. You pouted at Hyunjae. He reached over your face and gently wipe off your tears, “He told me I should wipe your tears for him. He tried to hide it but I know hyung is very sad too, noona.”

You smiled at him and pulled him into a hug. You greeted him happy birthday before giving him your gift. He thanked you and you told him you’ll just go somewhere.

When you arrived inside your car, you opened the letter Jungwon left for you.

Hi baby. I know you’re probably very mad at me right. I don’t even know if you’ll read this but I don’t care. I will still try and I will never get tired trying. I will admit it, I started pursuing you because of a bet but I backed out from it, love. I lost way long ago. I’m sorry and I will understand if it will take time for you to forgive me. I will not get tired and give up so easily. I really am in love you, y/n. - love, your jungwon.

You sniffed and cried silently inside your car for minutes before you decided to drive towards the university. You head towards the auditorium where the early programs are being held. You were about to enter when a hand grabbed you.

“Jian?” you were surprised to see her in front of you and she looked like she’s guilty of something.

“I n-need to tell you something.”

You pursed your lips and let her talk.

“Okay, first. I’m really sorry for ruining what’s between you and Jungwon. That was really awful of me.” she said sincerely and you still remained silent.

She sighed, “Second, I want you to know that my cousin is serious with you. He backed out from the bet long ago.”

“When?”

“After your first date.” she said and your heart raced at what you heard. That was a month ago.

“So please... Please forgive him. Blame me but please don’t leave my cousin. He loves you so much and I never seen him that happy ever since his Mom left him.”

Your heart melt at what she said before you smiled softly at her. You both turned your head when you heard a loud cheer inside. “You should go inside.”

When you entered, there’s a lot of students inside. You roamed your eyes around trying to look for Jungwon. He was nowhere to be seen.

“Mic test...” your heart fell at that familiar voice.

Your eyes quickly shifted over to the stage and it looked surprised to see Yang Jungwon at the middle. He sighed as he faced the crowd.

“So I don’t usually do this but..” he sighed and gulped nervously. Your heart ache at the sight of his slightly puffy eyes.

“I want to dedicate this song for the girl who managed to tame my heart. To the girl who loves helping other people. To the girl who thinks giving letters and flowers are not cheesy. To the girl who I love the most.” the crowd cheers for him.

“Y/n, I know you’re not here but this is for you.” he said as a melody started playing through the background.

(song title: to the bone)

“Oh, maybe if you can see. What I feel through my bones. And every corner in me, oh. There's your presence that grown. Maybe I nurture it more. By saying how I feel. But I did mean it before.” he sang and you can saw how the crowd were impressed at how lovely his voice was.

Your eyes started to get teary because of it as he continues to sing with his heart.

“I want you to the bone. I want you to..”

He opened his eyes for a while and saw how the crowd were jamming slowly to the song. His heart was aching and he can feel his eyes starting to get teary again but he tried to focus on singing.

“Take me home, I'm fallin'. Love me long, I'm rollin'. Losing control, body and soul Mind too for sure, I'm already yours.”

You bit your lower lip as you slowly make your way closer to the stage.

“Walk you down, I'm all in. Hold you tight, you call and I'll take control, your body and soul. Mind too for sure, I'm already yours.”

You smiled despite the tears streaming down your face and watched Jungwon lovingly.

“Would that be alright? Yeah Hey, would that be alright?” he continued.

“I want you to the bone, yeah. So bad I can't breathe, no. I want you to the bone.”

The song continued but then his eyes caught you. He was stunned and couldn’t believe his eyes. When you smiled at him wider, he quickly ran towards you to cage you into a big warm embrace. The crowd cheered so much at the scene.

“You’re here...” he said before he leaned away to cup your face and stare at you.

You smiled, “You really have a lovely voice.”

He chuckled and wiped off your tears, “I know we started wrongly but I wish you can give me a chance to prove my love for you.”

You smiled, “I love you, Jungwon.”

His heart raced and smiled widely despite the tears over his eye. “I love you more, y/n.” and with that he leaned in to give you a kiss that filled with all his love.

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Harm (Roman Roy Oneshot)

Character/s: Roman, Lukas

Word Count: 1,645

Warning/s: abusive relationship mention/warning

A/N: This whole scene was a masterpiece, no one can tell me otherwise. Angry Roman is a gem, I love!!! I think Lukas would be a shitty boyfriend and Roman would come to their rescue. That is all :P Feedback is always appreciated 💜💜💜

Your lip was split. The bruise across your cheek yellowed in it’s melancholy hue. Across your body, your skin is painted in purple splotches, dipped in blue and red, the mark of an angry soul. They ache with every breathe, every beat. Your eyes are red around the edges, bloodshot and glossy. Your hands were shaking, unable to steady them. You had nothing. You left with nothing. The clothes on your back, your slippers caked in mud, still spongy from the Swedish rainfall. You didn’t stop running. You didn’t stop until now, halted by, of all things, a locked door. You’d been pounding, palm flat, ready to scream, to collapse, constantly looking behind you. Certain shadows resembled his shape. Please, your thoughts begged, please let me in. Roman, please. When the door opened, you fought to catch your breath, shrinking as the harsh light of the morning opened wide in front of you, at you, assaulting you. He stood there, taking you in. Taking in the crime scene. The brown of his eyes golden in the light, shocked. Wild, wide with fear, worry, with recognition. All he could do was back away, letting you in. He didn’t move, instead watching you slam the door shut, acting quickly, locking every lock. The silence between you was palpable, heavy. Immediately you slid down, your back against the wood, choking on sobs. Tears streamed down your cheeks. A guttural, animalistic, infantile whine left your lips before you were too embarrassed to stop yourself. Your hands hovered around your face, unsteady, unsure of how to comfort yourself in this moment. Everything hurt. Every little movement, every second of existence, hurt. Killed.

Carefully, he lead you to the bathroom, scared to touch you, unsure of where to put his hands. He ran the water, a warm bath, setting you on the edge of the tub. You didn’t say a thing, instead slumped over, watching him work. Here’s the fuckin- you know and, and a towel here, too. Do you need clothes? Of course you do. S, stay here, I’ll get some. Fuck. He cursed himself, not you. Never you, not like this. He wasn’t prepared for this. Was anyone? The emotions, the feelings, the heartbreak. He didn’t know how to soothe anyone, anything. He’d never been taught. He skimmed through his drawers, his closet, for a pair of pajamas. Not soft enough. There was no blood, but parts of your skin looked broken, gaping wounds, puncture marks. What the fuck happened? Finally he found something that couldn’t possibly do anymore damage, finding his way back to you. You hadn’t moved a muscle, the heaviness of the day, the past few days, weighing you down. I’ll be right outside, okay? You call me if you need anything, okay? All you could do was nod. Quietly, slowly, he shut the door, not wanting to scare you. God knows how long he sat there for, waiting for something to happen. Digging his nails into his palms, trying to take control of the situation. Was there anyone he could call? Shiv would know what to do, so would Gerri. Connor, maybe? Hell, he’d even give Kendall a chance if it meant someone telling him to do the right thing. The last time he’d seen you you were with that prick, happy, so happy, in a better condition than this. Much better. The last time he left you, you were in one piece. He knocked a few times, wanting to know if you were still okay. Your voice came out small and strained, exhausted, but at least you were speaking. That was one step in the right direction, right? In the end, he calls no one. He doesn’t even know where his phone is. You went to him for a reason. Alone. If he said anything to someone else, he knew, deep down, that would fracture the trust you had. He felt ill prepared, but it was you and him. He could do this. He could help you.

Roman hadn’t noticed the bags under your eyes, too distracted by the bruises before. Deep, dark, painful looking. When was the last time you’d slept? You looked funny in his clothes. Not funny, that’s not the right word. They seemed strange on you. In all the years you’d known one another, practically from childhood, he’d never expected to be the person you ran to when you were in trouble. You came out of the steamy room smelling of vanilla and lavender, unsure of what to do next. Roman, at an equal loss, lead you to his bedroom. The sun had just come up, surpassing golden hour, but you needed rest and he needed to buy himself a few hours. Cancel everything he had planned for the day. He wasn’t going to leave you. He pulled the blankets over you, tucking you in softly, wondering if he was dreaming. Having a terrible, horrible, awful bad dream. Any minute he’d wake up and none of this would be real. The look on your face though, the pain, the humiliation, it was all too real. Your eyes were closing before you could stop them, curled into a little ball, as if you were still trying to protect yourself. He thought you had everything. A perfect relationship, a devoted boyfriend, an escape from your real life. Everything. He didn’t love it, or even like it, biting back jealousy since the beginning, but he never expected it to go like this. Matsson had always been a dick, someone who expected to get his way whenever he wanted, but he’d assumed there was a line in the sand between business and life. There had to be. Roman paced the floors of his apartment, wondering where it all went wrong. . . .

Bits and pieces have come to light over the past few months. Your skin has healed, your mind taking a little longer. That’s okay, he was patient. Gentle. You ran away, in the middle of the night. A private jet, your family’s. He could track you if you used his. Things weren’t good, hadn’t been for a long time. You didn’t know how to leave, how to get out. One night you couldn’t take it anymore. Why did you go to him, you were both wondering. To this day, you’re not sure. You couldn’t go to your family. They were, they’d make a spectacle out of it. Run his name through the mud. You couldn’t stand to look at him, let alone say his name, tell the public every detail of your twisted relationship. They wouldn’t have been there for you, rather the story. You didn’t have many friends left. He’d alienated you from them. The Roys seemed like the safest option. They knew him, knew how he could be, but they also knew you, have known you for years now. Roman felt like the safest option. He still was. He held you when you had nightmares. At first scared to touch you, to speak, then you felt his arms tight around you, his voice breaking, dripping in worry. Hey, hey it’s just me. It’s just me, you’re okay. You’re okay. Every night, he’d comfort you, find his way back to you. He ended up sleeping beside you, so he’d be there always. Over time, the space between you grew smaller, until you were falling asleep in his arms. Those were the nights when your dreams remained sweet. Safe at last. He never pushed the subject, not those first days, where you mostly slept, and not now. If someone on his team angered him, if someone said something, he’d take it out on you. You left your phone, your wallet, everything. Roman took care of it all once he realized, made some calls, saved your finances, got you a new phone with a new number. He helped you make painful, generalized calls to your mother, father, family. No mom, no it just didn’t work out. Please don’t call him, we need out time apart. It ended in tears. It always did. He couldn’t bear the thought of leaving you. He knew the weeks leading up to this inevitable would be hard, but he couldn’t bring himself to say anything. He’d have to leave soon, group therapy, or playing gladiator, depending on how it went. A retreat in Norway to seal the deal. Roman had been asked to go and though he would have loved to tell him to fuck off, you insisted he play nice. Pretend nothing happened. You could barely look at yourself those first months, avoiding mirrors, avoiding reflective surfaces. How could anyone do that to a person? How could he let him get away with it? Play nice, please. For me. Every time he closed his eyes he saw your blood in the sheets, heard the sharp inhale as every bruise felt pushed, the whimper you made in your sleep. You froze every time his face was on the television, unable to turn away, your arms reflexively wrapping around yourself, holding yourself. For you, and only you, he would play nice. He would put on a smile. He would make the deal and win and come home to you and tell you all about how he fucked him. You were supposed to be married, last week. The last bit of information you’d been keeping from him. You were engaged and the wedding was supposed to be the week before. And yet, Matsson picked the date like nothing happened, as if he knew what Roman knew. Instigating him. Taunting him. Holding it over your head, causing even more harm. What kind of husband would do that? What kind of a man does that? Don’t say anything. Not to your family, not to him. Pretend you know nothing. I promise. As soon as he saw him though, all he could see was red.

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cerridwen007 · 9 months

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Corruption of Innocence. Part 2.

Pairing: Matt Murdock x f!reader

Word count: 3.8k (18+) MINORS DNI!

Summary: Continuing from the events of Part one of Corruption of Innocence, Matt gives you a very memorable night, giving you your first taste of pleasure at the hands of someone else. From that night, Matt becomes addicted, now that he has had a taste and can't keep his hands to himself.

Warnings/Notes: SMUT, swearing, loss of virginity, p in v sex, oral, (f and m receiving) fingering, semi-public oral, support from under the desk ;), dom Matt, sub reader, no y/n.

A/N: Okay first off I want to apologise for taking so long to post a Part two to Corruption of Innocence, especially cause yall seemed to love it, so thank you for the love and for being so patient. So here it finally is. Also, I plan on potentially posting a 3rd and final part to this series eventually, but that might take quite a while to finish. As always, likes, comments, and reposts are very much appreciated. Also, comment or message me if you want to be tagged or removed from taglist when I post and for what character fics.

Corruption of Innocence. Part 1.

Taglist: @edmnsnxgf, @kal-0n, @slashersluttt, @fullbelieverheart, @schneeflocky.

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“Yes. Yes, Matt, I want you to touch me.”

That was all Matt needed, and wanted to hear for him to start touching you again. He resumed rubbing your thigh, slowly nearing your underwear again, his lips locking back on yours. His fingers make contact with your clothed clit as he begins rubbing light circles. You moan softly into his mouth, his light touch already so much better than what your own hands can give to you. He pulls your panties halfway down your thighs, his hand going back to stroke along your dripping folds.

“God you're so wet, I can’t wait to teach you everything.” he growls.

Your pussy throbs at the thought of Matt talking you through the different acts, praising you and eventually growing more rough, using your body for any and all of his desires. His fingers suddenly push into your hole, making you moan. He pulls them out and puts them to his lips, licking your arousal off his fingers.

“Fuck, you taste even better than I thought you would, sweeter than honey.”

His sultry words work you up more than anyone else has. His lips lock back onto yours, sharing the taste of your arousal while his fingers begin to fuck back in your hole. You become a whimpering mess under his touch, pathetic moans falling out your mouth and into his as he undoes you with his skillful fingers. Without thinking your hand shoots down and starts rubbing circles on your clit, feeling yourself awfully close to your peak.

“That’s it, sweetheart, cum on my fingers, show me how good I make you feel.”

Your high comes quick. Whiny, breathless exhales coming from your mouth as Matt helps you ride out your peak. His hands caressing you till you're overstimulated, legs shaking from the feeling. He kisses you deep and lovingly, his tongue dipping out of his mouth and into yours . You both break away breathless.

“God, you made me feel…so good, Matty.”

He chuckles. “There's plenty more where that came from, sweetie, if you want it, of course.”

Your heart and your pussy flutters at the thought of Matt fingering you again, touching you in many more ways too. You gulp.

“Oh god, yes, I want you, Matt. I want you so bad it hurts, I want you to touch me again all the time, and I want to touch you and make you feel good. Please teach me how to make you feel good, Matthew!”

His fully erect cock throbs painfully at your confession, his smile turning into a devilish smirk. You both look down at his obvious excitement in his pants.

“I know somewhere you can start,” he says.

You blush smiling, a mix of nerves and excitement flooding your system. You nod before slowly getting down on your knees in front of him. Your heart is pounding in your chest as you slide his waistband down his thighs, revealing his infamous black boxers and the monster straining against them. You lick your lips in anticipation as you pull his cock from his underwear, his size making your eyes widen.

“Take your time, sweetheart. I'll talk you through it.”

You nod gulping, his words begin to make your pussy wet again. You reach out and grab his length, your tongue licks around the sensitive tip, a breathy exhale leaves Matt’s mouth. You look up at Matt as you slowly bob down as much of his length as you can take.

“Just like that.” Matt laughs breathily.

You wrap one of your hands around his cock and work the rest of the length you can’t fit into your mouth. You can’t get enough of his taste and the warmth of his hard, heavy cock filling your mouth. His heavy breathy and quiet grunts make your head swell, encouraging you to continue.

“Fuck, baby. Are you sure this is your first time?”

You look up at him with wide eyes and slowly pull your mouth off his cock, while your hand continues stroking him.

“Yeah Matty. Am I doing okay?”

“You are doing great, darling.”

He reaches down and cups your jaw and directs his tip back to your parted lips.

“Mmmh baby, just keep sucking it like that.”

He leans back and squeezes his fists tightly, fighting the urge to buck his hips up into your throat, fucking your mouth so hard your eyes weep and you gag around him. Another time he thinks to himself. You smile around him softly watching him becoming a loud, hair-dishevelled, wreck above you, your teeth lightly graze him for a few seconds causing Matt to groan loudly.

“Fuck!” He moans out.

His hips slowly roll up into your mouth, chasing the feeling of your warm, wet mouth. His hand falls to your head, shaking as he gently strokes your hair. You pull off him until only his tip is in your mouth. You trace around his head with the tip of your tongue. Matt breathes deeply, in and out.

“Okay sweetheart, I think you better…s-stop before I cum.”

You pull your mouth off him fully, a string of spit connecting your lips to his wet tip, looking up at him confused. He exhales another shaky breath, the sight of your lust filled eyes, your wet lips and the scent of your pooling arousal; clear evidence that you enjoyed sucking him off almost as much as he did, could make him cum right then and there. And oh how would he love to paint your face, and chest in white, hot seed. Watching eagerly as you lick the salty taste from your lips, his fingers coming to push his cum into your mouth so you swallow as much as possible. But right now he wants, no he needs to hear your sweet cries as he plunges into your warm centre.

“Are you on the pill, sweetheart?”

“Uh, yes, I am. Did I do something wrong?”

He reaches back down and lowers his head towards yours, rubbing your cheek comfortingly.

“No. Not at all, baby. I just…wanted to come inside you first…if that's alright?”

You swallow hard. The lump in your throat makes it hurt a little. Even though you felt extremely comfortable with Matt, you still couldn't help but feel a little nervous at your first time steadily approaching. Matt seems to sense your nervousness from your rapid heart rate and frowns. He tilts your head up to look at him and plants a firm yet gentle kiss on your lips.

“It's alright, baby, I'll take care of you. All you gotta do is look pretty and enjoy it.”

You take a deep breath and close your eyes for a second before giving Matt a small smile. He quickly pulls you up to straddle his hips. You whimper softly feeling his hard cock gently nudge your dripping entrance. He picks you up swiftly, cupping your ass as he carries you to the bedroom.

He gently lays you down and begins kissing down your body like a devoted follower worshipping at an altar, removing every inch of clothing that keeps him away from your soft, luscious skin. He feels conflicted, desperately wanting to feel your tight cunt squeeze and flutter around him already but also tease and caress his tongue all over your body, so that your begging, with tears in your eyes for him to fuck you already.

He settles on teasing a little longer, convincing himself that he needs to warm you up for him, knowing that his length and girth is surely going to stretch you uncomfortably especially with it being your first time. Hearing your breathy whines and racing heart rate is yet another reason he could spend hours kissing, licking, and biting every inch of your skin, so captivated by your sensitivity to every little touch he gives you.

“God baby, you're so fucken beautiful.” he says standing back to take off his own clothes.

Your pussy throbs at his remark, you are so turned on by Matt, you are so happy that he is consuming all of your senses right now, you feel yourself dripping onto the sheets below.

“Please Matt…..I need you.”

“Fuck baby.” he whispers. “Spread your legs for me sweetheart.”

You shyly spread your legs apart, and although Matt can’t see your center glistening with desire, he can surely smell it. He pulls on your legs gently and takes a deep breath in of your arousal as he plants himself between your thighs. He cocks his head, listening to your thumping heartbeat, no doubt nervous. He reaches his hand out and cups your jaw.

“It's alright pretty girl, I'll go slow.”

You look up at him eyes wide, butterflies in your stomach at his sweet words and softly smile as he looks at you. You lean into his cupped hand and turn your head to kiss his palm. His heart skips a beat at the sweet gesture. He swallows, waiting for a beat.

“You ready, baby?”

You nod. “Yes.”

He carefully swipes his tip through your drenched folds, your breath hitches at the feeling, small moans escaping your mouth when he catches your clit for a second.

“God you're so sensitive, I love it, baby, listening to how your body responds to me.”

Your hum in response turns into a small cry as Matt pushes his tip into you.

“Fuck sweetheart, your so tight.”

He senses your slight discomfort, your face scrunched from him stretching you already and reaches around to hold the small of your back up to his lips, kissing and swirling his tongue over your hardened nipples. You arch your back into his touch and reach up to grip his hair.

He slowly rocks into you inch by inch as he kisses your body tenderly. One hand goes between your bodies to rub your clit to further balance out the stretching pain with pleasure. Soft whimpers of his name and swear words float out mouth, your eyes closed, so overwhelmed by the new sensations.

“Relax baby, I got you.” he coos.

He eventually bottoms out and lets you adjust fully to his size. You wrap your hands under his arms and grip his back and shoulders. You both breathe heavily, the moment you both had fantasised over countless times, finally a reality. He waits till you're adjusted before he kisses you tenderly.

He slowly pulls out till just his tip is left in and then slowly thrusts back into your cunt. He kisses your neck and collarbone as he slowly enters you, struggling not to come already with how goddamn tight you are. You gasp out as the uncomfortable pain becomes replaced with warming pleasure, now enjoying the way Matt fills you up.

“Fuck Matt.” You whine, gripping his back.

“Fuck baby your so tight, feel so good squeezing my cock.”

You bite your lip as Matt bottoms out in you again. Your hips slowly roll against his as the feeling of your orgasim starts bubbling to the surface. He reaches behind his back and grabs one of your hands and pins it above your head lightly, intertwining his fingers in yours. As he thrusts he squeezes your hand subconsciously, the intimate act making your head feel hazy and heart flutter.

“Matt…I’m close.” You moan out weakly.

“I know, sweet girl. I'll get you there, baby.”

He fastens the rhythm of his thrusts and hikes your thighs up around his waist to get a deeper angle. You throw your head back as Matt repeatedly hits that spot that has your vision blurring and your eyes watering. Suddenly, you reach your high, your first ever high from sex and it was with your dream man. God, you felt like you were floating.

Your legs shake as Matt chases his own high, his quickly following yours. His deep groans and moans are a beautiful soundtrack to the state of euphoria that consumes your body. You stare deeply into Matt’s eyes and lean up to kiss him deeply. He kisses you back with the same force, holding your face gently as he explores your mouth.

You both pull back out of breath as he lifts himself off you to slip himself out. The loss of his warmth inside of you makes you a little sad but is quickly forgotten as he puts all of his weight on you and cuddles you close to him. The strokes of your finger up and down his back urge soft hums out of Matt's mouth. You feel your eyes droop, body and mind spent from the last couple of hours.

You whine softly when you feel Matt’s heat disappear for a minute as he goes and gets a cloth to clean the both of you up. He then comes back and gets under the covers after wiping you down gently. He holds your back tightly to his chest, his hand wrapped around your body, cupping your breast.

“Did so good for me, sweetgirl.” He whispers.

You smile to yourself as you let the sweet temptations of sleep drag you under.

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The next morning comes too quickly. The realisation of the events last night, run through your mind, your smile becoming wider, as you feel Matt's arm wrapped around your hip. You enjoy the feeling for a few moments before your eyes widen with panic. What time was it?! You slowly and carefully try and peel yourself away from Matt’s grip but he only holds onto you harder.

“Matty, I need to get up and check my phone for the time.” You whisper.

He groans as you struggle to turn in his hold. Your heart melts when you see him, his eyes still closed, hair messy from his sleep. “Five more minutes baby.” He pulls you closer to him and sighs as he nuzzles his face into your chest. You sigh, giving up and let your eyes flutter close. When you wake again, it's a few hours later, the sun shining brighter than it should be at the early hours of the morning. If you weren't going to be late before, you are definitely going to be late now.

“Fuck.”

You jump quickly out of Matt’s bed and run to grab your phone. As the screen lights up, your face falls further. ‘11:34 am’ flashing back at you. You were supposed to be at the office by 9am. this morning, and you were over 2 and half hours late, 3 by the time you quickly got changed and ran to work. Matt's sleepy groans pull you out of your head as he stretches and swings his legs over the side of his bed. You run around trying to locate your scattered clothes, struggling to put them on quickly. Anxiety starts brewing in your stomach.

What the hell were you going to tell Foggy and Karen? “Sorry I'm late, I had a late night, getting railed for the first time ever by Matt.” As much as you truly cared about and liked Matt, dare say loved him, the two of you hadn’t exactly discussed the future of your relationship. Your eyes grew watery. What if Matt just presumed this was a one-time thing? Taking your virginity before moving onto the next touch-starved virgin to bless with some good dick. You sure as hell didn't want it to be a sole experience for the two of you. Your feelings for Matt had somehow grown more consuming now that you had gotten to taste, literally, what it was like to be with him. Before you can spiral any further, Matt comes behind you, embracing you tightly with his comforting warmth. He rests his head on your shoulder.

“Mmm what's the time? I'm guessing we might have slept in.” he chuckles lightly.

You sigh. “Yeah, by a few hours. Foggy might be pissed, no doubt interrogating us.”

“Yeah…..I don’t regret staying up late with you though.”

Your eyes widen as you turn in his hold to face him.

“You don’t? I don't either.” you whisper back.

A moment passes before your lips find each other in a tender kiss. You both are smiling softly when you pull away.

“I'm going to have a quick shower…care to join me?” Matt teases.

You slap his chest lightly and smile.

“As much as I would love to, and believe me, I would. Getting in the shower with you right now will only end up making the both of us even more late.” You reply.

He chuckles. “I know, but it was worth a try.” He pulls you in for a firm hug and kisses your forehead.

You eventually pull away and gather the last of your things before leaving Matt's apartment to quickly head to yours to have a shower and change into some fresh clothes.

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After spending your rushed walk to your apartment, shower and cab ride to work thinking about the night shared between you and Matt, you decided that you were going to only focus on work the rest of the day. Telling yourself it was important to focus on work only to help make up for lost time. To your dismay, you often found your mind floating to certain parts of the night.

How warm and firm his muscled body felt pressed against you, how his beard tickles you as you kiss his plush lips, how deliciously his cock stretches your pussy- Matt's voice suddenly calls out your name asking you to bring him some files. Your brain glitches hearing the subject of your daydreaming, physically representing itself. You take a deep breath and gather the paperwork he asked for, willing yourself to not be distracted by Matt as you entered his office.

His cock twitches seeing your thick thighs wrapped up in that tight pencil skirt as you quickly enter and exit his office, leaving some paperwork on his desk, especially after seeing them bare last night. God, how good they would look wrapped around his head. He smirks to himself. Maybe he might do just that at this very moment. Before his sensibility changes his mind, he walks out of his office to his desk, facing the entry of Nelson and Murdock.

You are typing fast, trying to make up for lost time after your late arrival to work. Matt lightly drags his fingers over the dark brown grain of your desk till he reaches your arm. You lock eyes. He takes a deep breath and is shocked but pleasantly surprised to smell your arousal, quite clearly in the air. A cocky grin growing on his face.

“You been thinking about me, baby?” He walks behind you and moves the hair off your shoulder and leans down to whisper in your ear. “Been thinking about what we got up to last night?”

You shiver and swallow hard, just managing to nod.

“Atta girl.” He chuckles.

Before you can breathe, he pulls back your swivel chair and moves in front of you. A cocky grin is plastered on his face as he slowly sinks to his knees and sits under your desk, quickly pulling your thighs to follow.

“Matt..” You breathe out, both as a warning that you maybe shouldn't be doing this at the office, especially after being late to work from sleeping in late, tired from late night fun. But also a plea for him to make you feel good and to continue.

“I know, sweetheart, just keep quiet for me, will ya? As much as I love hearing you moan....."

Before you can retort back, Matt pulls down your underwear and pushes up your skirt, exposing your wet pussy to the cold air. A small whimper at the frigid temperature is quickly replaced by a moan as Matt dives right into your warmth, licking a long strip up your centre.

You grip onto the arms of your chair tightly. Biting your tongue, trying to hold back the moans that come bubbling up in your throat. Your face screws up, hand gripping Matt’s soft locks tightly as he circles your throbbing clit relentlessly. You are interrupted suddenly as Foggy calls out loudly to you before walking into the room from his office.

“Hey, did you manage to go over that report for Sullivan's case that I sent you yet?” He asks, completely unaware of Matt’s head being currently between your legs under your desk.

“I-I yeah, no I didn't but I’ll get onto that asap.” You blurt out, trying to squirm away from Matt’s iron grip on your thighs.

“Okay that would be great. Maybe you could stay a little later tonight to work on that since you arrived late?" Foggy responds before turning away.

"Yes, of course, not a problem." You mumble.

You can feel Matt grinning devilishly into your cunt, thoroughly satisfied hearing your heart race and you seemingly getting wetter from the thought of nearly being caught. He suddenly plunges two thick fingers into your pussy. The thick intrusion despite being completely drenched makes you softly cry out.

Foggy swiftly turns around and has a concerned look on his face. “ Are you okay? Did you say something?”

“Uh no, I'm fine, just…just cramps that’s all.”

“Oh…right.” Foggy responds before quickly leaving the room.

Not even waiting a moment before Foggy leaves the room, Matt attaches his lips onto your clit again, slowly thrusting his fingers deep into your heat. Your orgasm is coming awfully close when suddenly Matty’s deep, seductive voice comes out from under the desk.

“Tell me who it belongs to.” He says darkly.

A moment passes before the words sink in. You swallow before answering breathlessly.

“You Matty, only and always you.”

He growls against your pussy satisfied with your answer. You throw your head back and close your eyes as Matty repeatedly curls his fingers to hit the spongy part deep inside of you, his tongue still caressing firmly over your swollen clit. Your head goes hazy, your body feels numb as your high hits you.

Matt works you through it till your hips jerk away, tender from the stimulation. He tenderly kisses your inner thighs down to your calves before pushing your chair back. He stands up and plants his hands onto your armrests, lowering his head down to yours.

“Mmmh never will get sick of the taste of you, sweetheart.” he whispers before planting a loving kiss on your lips.

You kiss him back eagerly. He stands up tall and winks at you before turning away and walking back to his office, giving you a nice view of his plump ass. He laughs quietly to himself, feeling your eyes glued to his backside. You sigh happily and close your eyes for a split second thinking about it was only a few days ago that you were so infatuated with Matt, heartbroken and convinced he would never go after you. Now look at you.

You then remember you're at work and begin to start working on those documents Foggy was asking for, a slight smile still present on your face, full of bliss. Working with Matt from now on was sure to be pleasurable.

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pedroshotwifey · 4 months

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New fic alert!!!

Hey, y’all! Just wanted to let you know that I'm going to be putting a new fic out within these next few days. It will be the first part of a series, but I've been working on it and dreaming it up for so long! I'm hoping to have a new part out once a week.

It's going to end up being a dark fic with Javier P. It's going to start more fluffy, and get darker as it goes on. Involves age gaps, manipulative behavior, and physical and mental abuse at some points. Here's a little excerpt to see if anyone will be interested! I'm thinking the title will be "To the Flame", (or something to that effect) so look out for that!! I would really appreciate any reblogs to spread the news <3

The sound of someone clearing their throat startles you from your spiraling thoughts, your cheeks reddening once you realize you have been staring blankly at the same page for a good few minutes. You have to steady yourself so you don’t drop your book on the dirt below you, which has you almost falling out of your chair in the process. You glance up at the stranger as you situate yourself, which doesn’t do much to help. The man is drop-dead fucking gorgeous. He’s staring down at you, clearly amused. His full lips are tugged up into a half-smirk. You think for a second that he looks familiar, but you would for sure remember seeing a man like this. His hair is dark, a bit long and shaggy, but in the way that makes you want to run your fingers through it. He wears sunglasses, you notice with disappointment. You don’t know why you have such a strong urge to see what’s hidden under there. You’re guessing they’re brown. He seems to carry a kind aura, it’s a fitting idea that his eyes would be warm. Even though you sense such a kindness emanating from him, there’s an annoying nagging from the back of your head that makes you uneasy. His stare is almost imposing, the way he carries himself adding so much to the effect. Your stomach bunches up in a frustrating way that signifies both anxiety and lust. You don’t really care much to figure out which is dominant at the moment. All you know is that you’re drawn to this man like a moth to a flame, and that after all you’ve been through, you deserve to admire him at the very least. It’s not often you come across such a good looking man. A fictional looking man. He cocks his head after you stare for what could probably be considered a second too long. Your face must be about the shade of a tomato at this point. The weight of an object in your hand quickly reminds you of the task at hand. This is a potential customer. You need to stop staring like a schoolgirl. Besides, he must be what… ten, fifteen years older than you? God, you can’t even tell. He looks mature, but somehow ageless at the same time. He has strong, masculine features, but a sort of boyish quality, too. If someone told you he was some kind of a god himself, you would have no trouble believing them. “I-I’m so sorry, let me just put this down,” you say to the god, trying not to stumble over your own words after getting caught ogling. “No problem at all, sweetheart,” he says, clearly unbothered. Fuck, his voice. It’s deep and rich, and he has some sort of accent, like he grew up speaking another language. Spanish? Probably Spanish. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Down, girl. You take a breath in through your nose, willing yourself to relax as you set your book down on the table in front of you. You resist the urge to shut your eyes out of embarrassment as he looks down at the erotic cover, and then back at you with an arched brow and an amused smile. You move quickly as you snatch the book back to flip it back-side-up

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rosainta · 4 months

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Day 2 of Rosain Quivan’s Daily Logs

Started December 7, 2023 at 10:00PM, Home

Finished December 8, 2023 at 10:42PM, Home

Log #2

Author's Notes:

I started this yesterday from a sudden shower inspiration thought. Who would’ve known that the most bizarre of ideas could be generated while cleansing yourself?

Anyway, this idea is just pure dialogue between Sniper and Scout from Team Fortress 2. No romance implied, but you could interpret it that way. I'll be completely honest with you- I'm very adamant when it comes to accurately representing their relationship, whether it be in a canon-compliant friendship / coworker way or in a romantic setting (specifically the latter, since I have to admit that I am an intense Speeding Bullet fan, though of course I love any other old depiction of the two, as well as other ships as long as they are respectfully expressed). Though this adamant demeanor towards accuracy helps me find out what I like to see in works including these two goofballs, I'm not entirely sure if I can transform those standards into my own writing... since I've never tried it yet! So, take this as another practice round, this time more centred on character depiction and dialogue (that, hopefully, doesn't sound like a cringey 15-year-old's WattPad fanfiction...)

Warning: a few colourful words here and there.

If you want a part 2 for this, let me know down below! I'll be happy to write anything, though. And also, if you have any feedback, please let me know! I strongly appreciate it :-)

Title: Intention. Fandom: Team Fortress 2 Third-person objective New Mexico, Badlands, Badwater Basin, (fixed the order; that was bugging me last time), RED Sniper's Campervan Around 3:15AM, sometime during the Gravel War

“Snipes... Snipes, you awake?”

A long pause. Then, the sound of dog chains jingling. A bed creaks violently.

“Sniper, get up, you gotta help me here!”

A low grunt, a shift in the covers.

“Ngh… can’t this wait? It's..."

A shift in the sheets, someone leaning to squint towards a clock.

"Crikey, half past three?! What in God's name do you think you're doing?"

"Trying to wake your sleepy ass up, stupid!"

A loud groan. Possibly the sound someone rubbing their temples together.

"Did you know that the average human being needs shut-eye to survive? Ain't that wild? Or perhaps you didn't come along to learnin' that at kindie yet?"

"Oh, just... just shut up and help me out, will ya? Look, I'm sorry it's so late, but this is really, really urgent, okay? And this concerns more than just the both of us, but you were the closest person I could find, so I need you here. I promise, I'll be outta your hair after all this."

A sigh.

"... if this is an emergency with the sheila again, go ask Spy. I'm sure he'll be 'appy to see your squirmy little arse again."

"Hah! Yeah, as if. He's probably out screwin' the Eiffel tower or somethin'; wouldn't wanna see, much less hear that, though I can only imagine the snorting sound he'll make when he- argh, anyway, that's besides the point! Point is, it's not about Miss P, it's about..."

A pause.

"...it's about what? Who?"

"Well, it's about Engie..."

Another pause.

"...and? Come on, Scout, get to the point, or I'm going back to sleep."

"Okay, okay! Well, I don't exactly know how to put this, but I think- or at least I have a feelin'- that he might, maybe, possibly, be workin' ... for BLU."

The bed creaks again.

"What, you think we got an enemy Spy in the base?"

"No, it's not that. He passed the security check earlier, because I was on rounds for that today. I think that our Engie, like the real one, well, I think he's double-crossin' us or somethin'."

"And why do ya' think?"

"Well, this afternoon, near the intel room, I was sorting my comics out when I saw him doin' this thing, where he would be all suspicious lookin' and shifty-eyed, then he'd pull out one of those 'computah' things, or whatever they're called, and start typin' really fast, like he was in a rush or something. Then, whenever someone passed him, he'd shut the screen down really quickly like this-"

A clap.

"- and would look at the person with a goofy little grin, as if he wasn't just sendin' some, I don't know, ransom photos of someone's wife a few seconds ago. He even had the audacity to wave to Pyro when it walked by, and I think even it found it a bit weird 'cuz it made this strange garbly noise I've never heard it make before. But anyway, he'd open it again and do the same thing over and over again until it was lights out. It was so suspicious. I didn't say anything then, 'cuz, you know, I didn't want him to know I was staring at him like a creep or somethin-"

"Which you are."

"Whatever, now, get this-"

A dramatic pause. Two hands are slapped on someone's shoulders.

"I go back to my room, and you know how his is right next to mine?Well, I wait outside the door, and I'm about to say 'good night' or something like that and maybe sneak in a question about his secret porn addiction, but... he doesn't go to his room. No, he turns the corner, goes out... and starts headin' in the direction of BLU's base."

Silence for a moment.

"You sure he wasn't just, you know, heading out for a hookup or somethin'? I hear a lot of people south-east go troppo for one-night-stands."

A slight shaking movement from the hands to someone's shoulders, dog chains jingling.

"Argh, Snipes, freakin' please?! I'm bein' serious here. He doesn't usually do that, I'd know because every night he plays those cheesy old cowboy country songs on his radio and goes to sleep, which keeps me up all night because I can hear it through the freakin' wall. And don't you think it's a bit strange how he was reacting when he was on the 'puter? No one would do that, even if it's for a hot night out."

A hand grips one of the latter's on someone's shoulder, as if to push it off.

"Well, maybe for bogans like you, who don't have the slightest bit of public decency when it comes to flirtin' with any skirt you see. And what right do you have stickin' your nose in his business? He could have as well been headin' back to Teufort to buy some quick supplies for his sentries, or hell, maybe even just going to see The Admin."

"Well, actually..."

The hands slide off the shoulders.

"I may have trailed him a bit. You know, just outta curiosity."

"You- you followed him? In the middle of the night?"

"Look, man, I had to do what I had to do to make sure that I wasn't going to have my head end up in someone's refrigerator the next day."

"But you do realize that you were being just as suspicious, more so really, as he was by trailing him?"

"Well, yeah, but- okay, look, that don't matter now, alright? What matters now, is that I found out where he was going. And it was the BLU base, I saw him sneaking in without gettin' shot by a sentry or a look-out, but I couldn't stay for long since they woulda caught me instead. But luckily, his little visit wasn't without a little proof. Check what I found-"

Knuckles slide against firm wood as someone picks up a small metallic object from a nearby dresser, holding it in front of them.

"This."

Someone snatches the object, clicks on a lamp, and observes it intently. A sleepy yawn.

"What is it?"

"I think it's called a U.S. Bee, or something? I don't remember what he called it, but he told me it's like a little key you put inside the compooter and it stores, like, info and crap. I don't know, something nerdy that only he and Medic would understand."

"Hm.... An' how do you know it's his?"

An impatient whine.

"I don't know why you're being so skeptic and shit about this, Snipes, I literally told you the story and brought a goddamn piece of useful evidence! Do you still not trust me? What more do you want from me here? A picture of his ass in blue?! Wait a sec- hold on- are you freakin' workin' with him?!"

A quiet sigh, someone shaking their head.

"Alright, mate, I'm sorry, okay? Veg out, now. No, I'm not workin' with 'im, and I do trust you, I really do. It's just that... I find it hard to believe that Engineer of all people, a man with whom we've been working with for 4 years now, would all of a sudden head up and go against his entire team like that, especially in such a dangerous manner when he knows that someone else could be, you know, spyin' on him."

"I wasn't spyin' on him, I was just-"

"You said yourself it don't matter, so it don't. What I'm saying here is that we don't know his intentions here. For all we know, he could be using his little device of his to gather intel on the other team, or he could be, I don't know, doing a secret contract or something. I just feel that it's unfair that we rush to conclusions like that, especially for one of our coworkers who may really be doing us a service, mate."

Quiet for a bit.

"You alright there?"

"No, I- I get it... I just, I just really feel like I found out something critical, you know? Like, it's not everyday you see one of the team be so secretive like that, well, except I guess Spy."

"Well, we all have our own secrets, don't we?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

Quiet. A few gentle pats on the back.

"But... wouldn't it be a good idea to try and find out what that thing, like, has? I mean, you know, just to prove that Engie really didn't have any bad intentions?"

"Yes, but that would be quite a breach, no? He'll most likely be looking for it in the mornin' and if he finds out you were givin' his equipment an unauthorised burl, well, say g'day to your dispenser privileges for the month."

"Well, what if I did it now, while he's still away?"

A pause.

"That's risky."

"I'll be fine."

"Alright, you do you. But how would you know where to start? And if you did get it to work, understanding what you're seeing is another question entirely."

"Hmm..."

Someone rubs their finger over their chin, pondering.

"Oh, I know! Medic, he'll know. Those two dweebs spend so much time doin' those experiments together, I don't doubt he'll know what the heck to do with this. Plus, man probably never sleeps, so it's basically 24/7 with him."

"Okay. Well, chookas with that, mate. I'm heading back to nap. G'night now."

The sheets shift for a moment, before an arm reaches out to stop them.

"Ah, um- thanks, pally. For listenin' and all. I know you don't really believe me or anythin' but, uh, I'm glad you didn't doze off halfway through."

"No worries."

"Yeah."

A pause.

"So, ehm, I'm gonna do that now."

"Oh, yeah, right, I'll head out now. Night, Snipes."

"G'night."

The light clicks out, and a figure scurries away into the night. Then, a sudden shift.

"Wait a minute, how did you get inside?"

Credits: Team Fortress 2 by Valve Image source: Team Fortress 2 Written by Rosain Quivan Cross posted on Amino ( Rosain Quivan )

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lunarbuck · 1 year

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Dance With The Devil (7)

Pairing: mafia!Loki x f!reader (any race)

WC: 1.7k

Summary: There's something there that wasn't there before.

Warnings: smut (p in v), choking, blindfold, fluff, happily ever after <3

A/N: it's the last one!!! i'm not crying, you are 😭 i hope you guys enjoy,,,, thank you guys so much for reading!! my author's note is the next chapter so feel free to check that out, I love and appreciate you all so much :)

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Chapter 6 / Author's Note

Epilogue

Flower

Loki’s talented lips kiss down your torso to your panties, goosebumps erupting on your skin. He’s insatiable. Ever since that day a few weeks ago when you’d been reunited, he hasn’t let you out of his sight or out of his bed. You’ve spent days wrapped up in Loki and his embrace, though you have to admit, you don’t mind.

You gasp as Lok’s fingers tug your panties down, leaving you exposed for his tongue to taste you. Your fingers spear into his raven-black hair, pressing him even closer to you.

Loki is a man starved, he devours you, plays you like a fucking fiddle. You’re entirely at his mercy, but that’s how you like it. He works you up easily, circling your clit with his tongue in a way that makes your legs shake.

“Come for me, pet,” he groans against your pussy, sliding two of his slender fingers inside of you. You burst at the seams, putty in his hands. Loki grins, biting your thigh just enough to leave a mark, but not to break the skin. He’s left dozens of marks on your skin, so many that they practically are tattooed on you now. He’s showing everyone you’re his, and you love it.

Loki climbs up your body, biting and kissing your skin until he reaches your lips. You kiss him, tugging his lip between your teeth and giving him a taste of his own medicine. As if spurred on by your action, Loki roughly pulls his pants down his legs and thrusts into you.

You both release strangled moans at the feeling of him inside of you, at the feeling of you tightening around his cock.

Loki begins to set his pace, hitting you hard and deep and you can’t hold back the noise you’re making. He grins at your sounds, drinking them in.

A knock on the door makes your blood run cold but Loki’s smile just widens. You stare up at him as the person on the other side asks him a question, but you’re too caught up in Loki to hear the words.

“Go away,” he says, thrusting his hips hard, not turning away from your gaze. “I’m busy.” You hear the footsteps retreat and Loki fucks into you faster now, making your eyes roll back in your head.

“Oh my god,” you murmur, heat flooding to your face at the idea of someone hearing Loki fuck you. Your head falls to the side, suddenly aware that his men might be able to hear your wanton moans.

“No,” Loki grits, fingers gripping your chin to turn your head back to him. “Look at me. Look at what you do to me. Focus on me, on my cock and the pleasure I’m giving you.”

Your eyes screw shut, trying to tune out everything except Loki. It works for a moment, but the thoughts start to creep back in. Loki must notice, because for a moment, he draws away. When he returns, he has one of his black silk ties in hand. He holds it up and without even thinking, you nod, sitting up so he can tie it around your eyes.

The fabric is soft against your skin, pulled tight enough to not let any light in. Your breaths come faster now that one of your senses has been stripped from you.

“Loki,” you say, unsure of where he stands now.

“Now you have no choice,” he whispers in your ear. “You have no choice but to focus on me and the way I’m going to use your body. I’m going to wring every ounce of pleasure out of you until you’re sated and unable to go on. Is that what you want, pet? You want me to take all you have to give me?”

“Please,” you whimper. “Please, Loki.” You feel his hands grip your ankles, opening your legs back up for him. His fingers slide up your legs as he positions himself on top of you.

“You’re so beautiful when you’re begging for me, pet,” he grunts, pushing back inside of you. Every touch feels electric when you can’t see what he’s doing.

Loki’s breath fans over you, sending shivers through your body. You feel the tickle of his hair on your chest as he dips his head down, taking your nipple between his teeth. He grazes it lightly before running his tongue around it.

He thrusts into you slowly, making you feel every inch of his cock and you moan loudly. Your hands fly to his hair, tangling in it to hold him close.

“More, please, Loki,” you groan. All his touches are soft and fleeting, he’s torturing you and he knows it.

Loki releases your breast from his mouth and kisses up your chest, up your neck, all the way to your ear. “What do you want, pet? Tell me what you want from me.”

Your jaw falls open as he nips at your ear, soothing the marks with his tongue.

“I want you to fuck me.” Your voice is hoarse and low, but you can hear Loki’s breathing pick up. “I want you to use me, take everything from me.”

Loki laughs darkly, one of his hands circling around your neck. He presses lightly, hinting at what he could do, what he’s capable of. It just makes you even more needy for him.

“Your wish is my command, pet.”

Your senses are heightened without your sight, each touch more sensitive, each sound more precise. Loki loses control, fucking you like he never has before, drawing the pleasure from you viciously.

Your body is tight with the promise of your orgasm, your belly floods with heat. Your mouth is stuck open on an “o” and all you can do is take it. Take the pleasure he gives you, take the love he pours onto you.

You come like you’re exploding, like you’re flying. Your eyes screw shut and your body shudders, but Loki just keeps going.

“So fucking beautiful for me,” he grunts, squeezing his hand tighter around your neck. “But so filthy, pet. So fucking filthy.”

Loki follows you over the edge, holding your heaving body close to his, desperate for the connection. “I love you, my beauty,” he whispers against your ear, kissing the shell.

“I love you, Loki.”

Loki pulls the car up to your house– your father’s house, and cuts the engine. It’s been a few weeks since that dark night, and you’ve seen your father nearly every day. The day Loki’s doctor cleared him, he challenged his uncle for control over the Laufeyson mafia. You watched from the sidelines as men loyal to Loki’s father decided how to proceed. Cade explained the agreement Loki had with his father, about marrying for love, and it made you think about Loki in an entirely new light.

He could’ve forced you to marry him, he could’ve forced another woman to be his bride. But he didn’t.

You testified before Loki’s Uncle and family about your love for him, you told them about that night and how Loki fought, how you begged him to live.

In the end, Loki won. You can’t lie, you love watching him be in control, watching how he so easily commands a room of powerful men. He’s given more responsibility to Levi and Cade, leaving him plenty of time to fuck you on every available surface.

You officially moved in two weeks ago after Loki hired in-home healthcare workers for papa.

So today, as the two of you walk into the house, you’re greeted by one of your father’s nurses, Carrie. She and all the other healthcare workers are trained in your father’s treatments, which are all covered by Loki.

You didn’t ask him to pay, you never planned to, he just did it. Part of you knows it’s because he feels guilty about the debt papa had been in to the Laufeysons, but the other part of you knows he’s doing it because he loves you. Papa’s debt has been forgiven, the money refunded to him so he can continue to pursue his passions while doing treatment.

Loki holds your hand while the two of you sit on the couch across from your father, who is currently tinkering with his newest invention. Since getting better treatments, he’s gained back more of his mobility; it brings tears to your eyes to see your father able to return to his passions. He’s not cured, there is no cure for Multiple Sclerosis, but he’s better than he has been in a long time, and it’s something to be thankful for.

Your father explains what he’s doing as he adjusts a few of the pieces and you nod along, squeezing Loki’s hand. Loki just watches you, a pleasant smile on his face.

Loki

I watch her face light up as her father talks. I never tire from seeing her smile, seeing her eyes brighten as he speaks. Maurice has been through so much, all of it my fault, yet he welcomes me into his home, he allows me to love his daughter. I am forever indebted to him.

I never thought I would have this, her . I never thought someone would love me, that someone would learn to see past the dark parts of me.

Though every day I wish we had started out differently, I am grateful that she came into my life. I am a changed man for her, I would go to the ends of the earth if only she asked.

My love for her feels like destiny, like fate, though for so long I thought them to be simply stories. My flower talks about love like she talks about fairytales, and I am starting to understand.

She is the beautiful princess and I’m the hideous monster, instead of falling for her prince charming she’s fallen for me, and for that I am thankful. She doesn’t need a prince charming, she doesn’t need a knight in shining armor. She is strong and capable and far superior than any knight.

She is my flower, my beauty. My love, and I am hers.

She will be with me evermore.

Certain as the sun

Rising in the east

Tale as old as time, song as old as rhyme

Beauty and the Beast

The End.

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secretaccountlol · 1 year

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“Occasionally, we don’t get to finish dinner.”

This is part 3 of food days, please click on my profile for part 1 and 2!

18+ no minors! Thanks.

Im so sorry that I haven’t been posting any new fanfic, I’ve just been a horrible art-block. I literally tripped my way thru this whole fic until the end haha. Food days is a comfort fic for me so it’s first I go to when I need to learn how to write again.

are you ready for some turbo angst?

Cw time: angst, a lot of it! Stalking, mentions of harassment, talks about readers former life (as a sex worker nothing graphic) , reader down playing her own trauma, self sabotage n self doubt. Fingering and unprotected sex. Oh! And typos :)

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You grab one of the meal prep kits you made out of the fridge, Peter’s eyebrow quirks as he watches you put it in your bag.

“Where are you going hon? It’s not a work day?”

You hum as you grab a bottle of water, “Oh, I forgot to tell you.. I’ve been taking nurse classes.”

You turn to face him, you smile as Peter’s face is dumbfounded, “Why?“

“Uhm, because my boyfriend is a superhero? And he loves to get hurt and refuses to go to a hospital and I can only do so much with the basics- should I go on?”

You grip your bag handles as Peter’s face grimaces, “You don’t have to do that for me..” you sigh as you bend down to slip on your shoes, “Peter, how do you think I feel every time you come home, bleeding out and all I can do is try not to cry as I apply pressure to your wound?” Your eyes lift to meet his eyes, his lips are pressed into a thin line. Your hands grace the knob of your front door before you can turn it you feel Peter’s hand's ontop of yours.

“I’m sorry” Peter’s voice is low in your ear as you let your eyes trace his upper body to his face, though his face was serious, his eyes Fien guilty. “It’s fine, Pete. But I’m not the type to be helpless, or useless for that matter.”

“You’re not useless” Peter’s head moves to the side like a puppy. Your lips press into a thin line, “Plus, It can be useful to know this stuff just for everyday life, just in case. Never know when someone will have a stroke or a heart attack, you know?” Peter’s eyes piercing yours makes you gulp.

“Okay…”

You nod, turning away again, Peter’s hand grabs your wrist twisting you back to face him, “Peter, I’m going to be-“ his lips smash into yours, your hands grip his shirt as he roams your body. His tongue whirled against yours as he pushed you against the door, you try to pull back but Peter captures your lips again making you whimper.

His lips finally release yours, as you try to catch your breath

“P-peter please, I’m gonna be late!” His lips trailed down your neck, giving little love bites.

“I-I’m sorry.. I didn’t- God, I can’t control myself around you..” Peter’s eyes stay glued to your lips, before moving away uncaging you between the door, fixing your clothes as he sniffs.

“I meant to give you a kiss, g-goodbye but uhm.. I-I got carried away” Peter’s hands rubbed the back of his neck as he spoke averting his gaze from yours.

“Yeah, you did.” You speak flatly as Pete’s eyes lower in shame, you feel your heart tug.

You lift his chin, kissing his cheek then giving him a quick peck on the lips.

“It’s much appreciated though, I’ll be back soon.”

Peter waits for a moment, watching you cross the road before scrambling to put on his suit, He was out the window in seconds.

He knew he shouldn’t follow you, he knew you’d be pissed but he couldn’t help it. I mean what was the harm of making sure your girlfriend gets to her Destination safely, wasn’t like he was stalking her,

Cus it’s like chivalry or whatever.

His hands gripped the side of the building before leaping off in the direction you turned, he never realized how quickly you walked when you were trying to get somewhere. He watched as your legs switched left and right, as your head did the same watching out for potential dangers.

You captivated him, you made him swoon, The way you looked at him, the way you snored in your sleep, all of you just made him drool.

He sighs as he watches you grab a quick snack from the small stands that line every New York street before you make your way toward the above line station. His webs shoot onto the top of the train, he crouches to avoid being seen, He felt a strange sense of deja vu hanging on a train.

Soon he watched you run off the train recklessly jogging down the stairs before breaking into a mad dash down the street, if he wasn’t web-slinging he would have definitely lost you.

He chuckles softly as he watches you catch your breath before smoothing over your clothes and walking inside the mystery building.

He could feel the weight off his shoulder, you were safe, now he could leave. But, what about when you get out? What if someone hurt you when you left- no he couldn’t let that happen, not again.

Peter’s hands rest above his head, “Breath, Pete, breathe.” He could feel his body trembling as he took deep breaths, his hands slowly came to his side.

“God, I am so pathetic.” Peter’s hands smash into his eyes before blinking then pulling out his phone.

Me: Hey babe! Wanted to make sure you made it safely.

My love: Hi, yes I made it safely. Thanks for checking on me.

Me: Yay! Do you wanna get lunch when you get out?

My love: sure that sounds good.

Me: :C whyyy you type it like that, do you not lubbb spending time with meee?

My love: I love spending time with you, Peter. You know that.

Me: yeah I know.

Me: what time should I pick you up?

My love: 3:00 pm Gtg class is starting, please don’t worry about me so much, I have a taser for a reason.

Me: Can’t help it, see you at 3:00.

Spidey straightens up, “Enough moping spider, you got a job to do!” With that, he took a leap.

Spider-Man checked his watch, 2:00 pm..

“Well, might as well be early..Sorry to leave you hangin’ but I have a date with a smokin’ hot babe!” Peter’s words pierce the webbed criminals with anger as he swings away, making sure to swipe some chocolates on the way.

A quick change in the alleyway, and he stood in front of your building at 2:30 pm, tapping his foot to an invisible melody.

A sudden ring of his phone makes Peter scramble to answer it.

“Hey, baby!”

“Hey, Peter. I’m probably going to be late- the classes ended earlier than expected- Peter?”

“In the flesh, with chocolates!” His hands extend to you holding out your favorite sweets as your mouth is ajar.

“Peter…” You slowly hang up on the phone, sliding it into your purse.

“Yes, my love?” Peter’s cheery voice set you off even more.

“Peter, I never told you where my nurse class took place.” You watch as Peter’s face morphed into horror.

“Peter, d-did you follow me?”

“I-..I can explain?” Peter’s voice was just above a whisper, as his eyes cast downwards.

You sigh as you straighten up, “I guess this means we’re getting food to go..”

Your ride home with Peter was silent, all the way up to the front steps of your apartment.

“I don’t.. have my key on me cus I used the window..” Peter’s voice barely broke the silence, you just nod and open the door.

Silence once more as you both set the living room table of food, it’s a practically tradition now. The table was now deliciously decorated with various side dishes and fajita meats.

Each of you reaches for a Tortilla, fingers gracing each other’s hands.

“Sorry”

“M’sorry”

You and Peter’s eyes lock onto each other, hands still hovering over the tortillas.

“Peter..”

“Yes..?”

“I-..I’m” your eyes scan his face, he looked like a hurt puppy. His lips in a slight pout, puppy eyes attached with tears, a new small cut dons his slightly bruised lips.

God, he looks so cute right now. You clear your throat, focus.

“Peter, I-..I’m not that upset at you, you know?” You sighed, your eyes cast down at the food again.

“Yo-you’re not?”

“I-…I understand why you did it, you’re a superhero. People want to hurt you, which means people also want to hurt me” you pause, eyebrows arching, what a sobering thought.

“So- I know why, you wanted to protect me, make sure I got there safe.” Your eyes met his again, Peter’s body was practically hanging on to your words.

“But, you know how I feel about my privacy and how I feel about being… w-watched unknowingly.” You could feel your emotions well up, tears stinging. “I-I ..just wished you’d talk to me about it..” you sucked in air through your teeth, stay strong, don’t cry if you cry he won’t take you seriously, he’ll say you're overreacting, he’ll say you didn’t give him a choice.

“Have I been unreasonable or so weak? For you to undermine me like this, Peter? Have we not always talked things out, hm? I mean you know how scared I am when you go out there! But I don’t follow you around, do I?!” Your words came out in a hiss, venom coated your tongue, it made you want to gag.

Peter whispered your name, softly grasping your hand before you pulled away. “I didn’t mean to undermine you, it-it was totally spare of the moment and I’ve never followed you before, this was the first time, I swear.”

You bite your lip, feeling the metallic taste fill your mouth, “why’d you do it?”

“I-..” you watch as Peter’s eyes search your face, his eyebrows knitted together.

“I’ve.. lost some people, family…friends, lovers- because I wasn’t- I wasn’t attentive enough, and ..some bad people.. took them from me. I just- wanted to make sure you got there safe, hun.” Peter's watery eyes made contact with yours, you felt vile.

God, how could you be so selfish? “I-..I’m sorry, Peter. I didn’t know.” You whispered, you couldn’t look at him anymore.

“Hey, it’s okay. I mean I-I never told you about it, so don’t feel bad. You’re right I should have said something about it..but hey, we should eat before our food gets cold.” The warmth in his voice returned, yours did not.

“I..I’m not hungry anymore, I’m gonna go lay down. Please eat though..” You spoke softly as you rose from the floor, slowly walking into your room.

Your hands shook as you closed the door.

Why? Why? Why were you like this?

“What the fuck is wrong with me..?” You muttered.

Peter cares about you, he’s never once been mean or said hurtful shit to you, never once argued but you have to go and try to fuck it up. You remember your therapist saying that self-sabotage was a thing but you’d never thought you’d do it to Peter, Spider-Man of all people.

You let your fall back onto the door, hard. Before undressing to fall into the bed, clothes thrown whatever to the floor, you didn’t care where. Soon you were just in your underwear.

Usually, you like to fill the whole bed with your body, and stretch out. you felt like you needed to take advantage of it, plus it was fun, made you feel like a little kid again. You never had a big bed growing up, and your adult years weren’t much better, until now.

Something about being in the Fetal Position made you feel weak, tiny, and insecure.

“Stupid..” you sighed. Huddling yourself to the corner of your bed.

“What’s stupid?” You felt the cover dip as he spoke.

“Nothing thinking out loud” you sniffed, sinking under your blankets more, you didn’t want him to see your tears, to see you weaken.

The covers began to shift, cracks of light poked yours before you gripped them, closing them shut.

“No.”

“..I-“

“I don’t want to get up right now..”

“I’m not goin’ to make get up, I just want to see your face..”

“No.. I don’t want to see my face either.”

“Why? I love your face.”

“Because.. I-I just don’t want to, Pete. Please..”

You wanted to finish with “leave me alone” but you couldn’t cough the words up in time.

You couldn’t feel him next to you anymore, you sighed in relief, sniffing. You needed to be alone, you deserved to be alone, you sniffed again as your tears started to flow.

You felt the cold air hit your back freezing you in place, soon your body felt a warm wall against it.

Fingers brush against your waist, sending tingles down your spine.

His lips grace your shoulder, “I’m not mad at you.” You bite your lip, scooting away from his touch only to get swallowed by it again.

His arms wrapped around your waist pulling you completely to his chest, “Mm, nope. I’ll be here as long as I need to be to make you smile again.”

You sniffled, “I’m sorry..” you sob as Peter peppered kisses down your skin.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” You squeaked out, “I didn’t know.”

“I know you didn't, it's okay.”

“I’msoselfish, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

“You are not selfish, it’s okay.”

“Please don’t leave me, I’m sorry. I’m sorry”

“I’ll never leave you, never.”

Your sobs turned slowly, whispers, then hiccups as you slowly drift to sleep.

“Baby..babe” your eyes flutter as you groan.

“Pete?”

“Mornin’.” His hands brush your cheek as you stare up at him.

“M-morning?”

Peter’s thumb softly rubs the sleep from your eyes, kissing your forehead. “Sleep well, love? I got you some tea for your throat.” You sat up as you grabbed the tea, staring into the abyss of the cup.

The memories of you being a blubbering mess in his arms last night flood your systems, you felt like shit all over again, tears silently started to slip into your cup.

“I’m sorr-“

“No.”

You shudder looking up at Peter, his eyes were a brown ocean.

“But I-“

“Stop” his hands gently taking the tea from your hands.

“Peter, please- I just-“

His lips pressed against yours gently, like you were glass.

“You don’t need to tell me more about your past, at least not until you're comfortable enough.” Peter's thumb stroked your lip.

“I-I am comfortable..” your hand wraps around his, kissing his palm. “I want to tell you..”

You watch as Peter chews his lip, “Okay..shoot.”

“I..well. I-I had this customer, he was a regular. S-sometimes we wouldn’t even have sex.. we would just talk, it was nice.” You smiled picking at your fingers as you talked. “He was always so sweet and a little awkward but we all were once, y’know? But I always thought it was a bit strange that all his dates would fall flat. He would say, ‘oh they weren’t the right one’ when I asked. Soon, he asked me out on a date. It was okay, I had fun but he asked me to stop doing sex work which was my only job so of course I said no. I thought that would be it, y’know?”

You sucked in air, “ Of- of course it wasn’t though, to make a long story short. He started stalking me, showing up at my apartment, breaking my windows, even showing up at other clients' houses to harass me. Luckily, some of my customers were well off, bless them. They helped me with the harassment case and even got some of the other girls to testify. He’s been locked up ever since. ” Your eyes peeked at his, “Please don’t think less of me..” your eyes drifted back down to your fingers.

“I would never, you know that.” Peter’s gentle voice made you glance at him once more, watched as his lips trembled and his eyes watered.

You sigh, “ I mean it wasn’t that serious- I-I didn’t get rap-“

“Stop. Stop downplaying your struggles!” Peter’s sudden uptick in voice made you tremble, his eyes softened, lowering his voice. “Stalking is a very serious thing and clearly it caused you trauma. You don’t have to be strong with me, you’re allowed to be weak and You’re allowed to cry.” Peter’s hands cup your cheeks, “Being a couple means being vulnerable, with each other. I-I’ll try as long as you do too.” Your eyes softened as he spoke.

“O-okay.”

“Can I kiss you?” Peter’s lips hovered just above yours

You could smell his minty breath.

“Yes please.”

Kisses lips slotted against yours, hands sliding up and down your torso. “P-Peter.” Your hands fiddle with his shirt.

“Yes, love?” He grins as he speaks, “I-I-! Can we ..y’know?” His eyes flicker to your lips then back to your eyes as you speak, smirking.

“I don’t know, mind telllin’ me what’s on your mind?” His voice was low as he licked his lips, god you hated when he did this.

“Peeeteee! Don’t make me say it!” You whined, your hands picked at the hem of his shirt,

“I can’t know what you want if you don’t tell me.” His fingers rubbed circles in your skin as teased you.

“I-I wanna.. have …sex, please?” Your voice was barely a whisper, your eyes trained on the floor.

“Ooh, she has manners. Such a good girl” his hand gently tipped your face up toward his.

“Of course, we can have sex, thought you’d never ask.” Peter chuckled.

His hands roamed your body, “Lucky me I don’t have to take any extra clothes off, straight to business. “ he snapped your waistband, making you squeal then focused on his shirt and pants.

“I love you.” Peter’s eyes connected with yours, “ I know”

“Do you now?” Pete’s chuckles warmed your heart as he climbed on top of you. “I’ll really make sure you’ll understand tonight.” His words sent a shiver down your spine.

Peter’s hand slipped into your panties, pawing at your clit you sigh at the soft contact.

“So pretty.” Peter’s gentle circles matched his voice, “Do you mind takin’ your bra off for me, love?” You simply nod, pulling off your bra before covering your chest.

“Can.. we turn off the light?”

“Why would we do that?”

“Cus- I’m embarrassed..” you could feel the sweat forming on your skin as you stared into his eyes.

“Mm, why?” Peter’s free hand slipped between one of your hands covering your chest to fondle one of your boobs.

Your mouth makes shapes but only little noises come fluttering out, you pout as Peter laughs at you.

“No worries, I getcha” he winks as your eyebrows pinch together. “Then why'd you ask?!” fake irritation in your voice.

“Cus I like messin’ with ya.” his nose bumping yours slightly as he captures your lips. His hands traveled down again to your panties, pulling them swiftly down as his lips bombarded yours.

You pull away for air, “Pet-” you groan as his fingers enter you slowly, abducting your will to speak. “Sweetest sound I know.” Peter’s eyes were lowered with lust as he picked up the pace. Your pants became more vocal as his fingers pumped, “I-ah! Peter- plea-!” Your hands wrapped around his wrist, you could feel your legs going haywire.

“Please what? God, you’ve never been this sensitive before. Is it because we haven’t done it in a while?” You arch as he spoke, unable to answer him, trying to desperately move his fingers faster, whining at his pace, it was but not fast enough.

“P-please more! Mm- I - can’t!” You threw your head back as his thumb hit your clit in the perfect spot. “Cant cum? Oh, that’s intentional.” His fingers pulled away from your aching hole, your whine of dismay made him vibrate with desire.

“Shh, I got ya” his hands gripped your sides as he lined himself up, letting you adjust to his size. You shake as his cock jerks suddenly, your face no longer controllable.

“See, this is why I can't turn the lights off. I would miss this gorgeous face of yours.” you could feel his cock pulse inside you as he watched your face squeeze together.

“A-shut up, f-fuck me, Pete!” your hands weakly hit his chest as you attempt you grind against his cock, urgent for more friction.

“Aw, so bossy. Your wish is my command!” Peter's lips smacked against yours as his speed made you see stars in seconds. His tongue swallowed yours as you wailed.

“Gonna c-cum already, love?” you nodded as he spoke, tears in your eyes made it hard for you to see his face. “D-don't worry I'll make it even easier for you.” before you could process what he meant, you were screaming his name as he pounded into you.

Your eyes rolled back into your head as you felt his cum spill inside of you, your nails scratching his chest as your head tilted back.

“Oh- God…!” you croaked, eyes fluttering, “ That was..really good Pete.”

“I-I've never come that fast before, I guess I'm a bit sensitive too. “ you chuckle at his bewilderment, tracing circles in his hair.

“Well, it's welcomed. But now I do need to shower to get your cum outta me. So would you kindly remove yourself from me?” you hummed, giving him a smirk.

“I have a gift for you before you do that tho, one sec!” His hands gently helped you off his penis. You watch as he scrambled out the door before producing a teddy bear.

The teddy bear was dressed in spiderman gear equipped with a mask and all. In the teddy’s hands was a box, your eyes lit up.

“I love stuffed animals, Pete! How’d you know?” You faked a suspicious eye.

“Lucky guess I swear.” your hands brush against his as you take the bear into your arms, plucking the box way in its hands.

“What's this?” you hugged the bear pinning it to your chest as you picked at the box, sneaking a glance at Peter who was clearly nervous.

“Oh! Mr. Bear must have grabbed it for you as a gift- you.. should uh, open it!” Peter's hand rubbed the back of his neck.

You giggled as you opened the box, and two beautiful crimson diamonds blessed your eyes. One is a necklace with a dainty gold and white chain the other was a ring with a black band, with amazing little rich blue sapphires surrounding it.

You gasped, “Peter!”

“Before you say anything! I handcrafted everything in a friend of mine's lab, including the diamonds. I got the sapphires from a jewelry store I helped stop a robbery. I-i also made us matching pairs.” you watched as his cheeks redden.

“Peter- It’s lovely. Bu-”

“I-I'm not finished yet. I-...” Peter sighs, “I- put a tracking device in both of our rings and necklaces. You told me you get worried c-cus you don’t know if I’ll come back and I get worried when I can’t be with you all the time. This way we can both ease our worries, plus if you want you can take it off and not wear it if you want! I promise I won’t follow you if you do.”

Your eyes searched his face, his eyes were firm but soft, it made you melt. Your hands took the ring, “So, is this an engagement ring then?” You held it up, twirling it in your fingers.

“If.. you want it to be.” Peter squeaked.

“Mm, only if you put it on my finger.” You grinned as you watched Peter get on one knee, whispering your name.

“Will you give me the honor of being your fiancé?”

“Yes, of course.”

Peter grins as he slips the ring unto your finger, before tackling you to the bed with a bone-crushing hug.

“I love you, Peter Parker.”

“I'm starving, we should eat those leftover tacos.”

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