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Silent Treatment

SUMMARY: How would they react to you giving them the Silent Treatment?

CHARACTERS: Demon Brothers (Lucifer; Mammon; Leviathan; Satan; Asmodeus; Beelzebub & Belphegor)

TAGS: Fluff; GN Reader 

WORD COUNT: An average of 540 words per character.

COMMENTS: I remember I had this idea after reading that Mammon had stolen and sold something from MC. MC used STAY on him, but if he did that to me I would be so upset that I would want him to suffer more than that. And I thought about the silent treatment, which would certainly be his worst nightmare. And that's why I thought of making this post. Beel's part is the shortest, but you'll see why.

I hope you enjoy 🤫

CONTEXT: This takes place in the Original timeline and not Nightbringer. So, to make matters worse for them/him, you live with them in the House of Lamentation.

Your argument was probably about Lucifer working too much and you wanting to give him a break. But his stress mixed with pride made him deny this offer in a rather mean and perhaps even disrespectful way.

Does he not want you to bother him? Very well then. What if you never bother him again?

At home, you ignore him. He tries to talk to you, but seeing how stubborn you are he ends up giving up. But this is already bothering him a lot.

At school, if necessary, you will talk to him about importante matters related to RAD as if he were any other student at school. And that's it. Anything else outside of that, you will continue to ignore it.

And that just makes everything worse for him. To have YOU of all people talk to him like he was just any student?! Not only does this hurt his pride, but this small sample of conversation with you makes him miss you more and more. But he will continue to hide it.

The last straw will be at home, when he asks you something directly and you ask one of his brothers to answer for you. Bonus if it's someone from the Anti-Lucifer League. But he must have lasted two or three days without talking to you.

He will lure you to his office, where it all started. Maybe he'll tell you to go get some important papers. You won't see him inside, but as soon as you're close to the desk you'll hear the door closing and locking. And that's when you see him calmly walking down the office stairs to meet you.

“So you decided to give me the silent treatment.” Lucifer says as he walks down the stairs.

“Didn't you want me to leave you alone?” You say, still not looking at him.

“I never said that and you are perfectly aware of that.” He finishes down the stairs and walks over to you. “I just didn't want to rest because I needed to finish that.” You don't answer him again. He already knows what you think about that. Your back is to him and he stops right behind you. “*Sigh* I'm sorry. I know you only want me well. I was just... I shouldn't have talked to you like that. I promise that next time I will consider the break.”

His voice is sad, so you know he was being sincere. But you wanted to see how much he missed you, so you remained silent and with your back turned to him. And he knows you. He knows what you want. He sighs again, more deeply, as if you're making him admit something that hurts his pride.

“Please... I miss you...” You haven't turned around yet. That wasn't enough and it bothers him. You had his desk in front of you.

He rests his hand on the table, leaning on it, and leans in to bring his face closer to yours. “Now you're just teasing me, aren't you?” He was now with that smug on his face. And he sees you give a little smile, which was the sign he understood to move forward. He holds your chin and makes you face him. “You missed me too, didn't you?” he whispers near your lips “You little tease.” And he kisses you passionately and provocatively.

Mammon probably sold something of yours. Or maybe another things of yours. Of course, you hate it when he does that. So you decide to give him the silent treatment, because you know, you know perfectly well that he won't handle it. There is nothing else you can be so sure about as this.

The moment he realizes what you are doing, he collapses. The day wasn't even over yet. In fact, you were on break from classes.

He even gets kicked out of class for constantly trying to talk to you.

You know how much he hates being ignored and being ignored by you breaks his heart into pieces.

He wants to resolve this as quickly as possible, but not in front of his brothers. He waits for you to be alone in your room.

You hear a knock on your door and you ask who it is.

“It's me, the Great Mammon. I got your stuff back. All of them. Open the door and see.”

You decide to open the door, even if it was just out of curiosity and you see Mammon holding so many things that you can barely see his face. You can see your stuff that he sold and some gifts like a teddy bear, chocolates, clothes, accessories, your favourite nerd/geek/otako related stuff, etc... You let him in and put all that on top of your bed.

“I got it all back! But, um, you don't mind if some of them are new right? I also bought you more things. These are your favourite chocolates, right? And you really wanted this plush, didn't you?”

You remain silent, looking at him with your arms crossed. This already happened once and he sold your things again.

“I won't sell your stuff again, I promise. You can hit me with your stay if I ever do it again.”

You turn your back on him and go do something, like homework for example. You went back to ignoring him because he used that excuse before.

“Please hang me upside down like Lucifer, use your stay on me at full power, but please stop ignoring me.” he sounds desperate.

You sit at the table you have in the room behind the bed. Continuing to ignore him. The next scene you see is him kneeling next to you, his head at the same level as your thighs, and looking at you like a puppy with tears starting to come out of his eyes.

“Please. I never thought this was so bad. I can't stand not having you anymore. I miss your voice. I miss your laugh. Damn it, I miss you yelling at me.” He places his chin on your thigh, looking at you. “Please, talk to me again~”

You can't take so much cuteness anymore. “Don't sell my stuff again! You hear me, you idiot?!”

His face lights up. "Am I forgiven?"

“Yes, for now you are.”

He gets up and hugs you, showering you with kisses. He won't leave you alone for the rest of the day.

Levi would hardly do anything that deserved the silent treatment. He practically idolizes you, he would never do anything to hurt you. So, something like this would definitely have been an accident.

He had arranged a date with you. But then an Ruri-chan's event came up and he ended up going to it instead of going to you. He got the dates wrong and thought the date with you was the next day.

And he only realized this mistake when the next day he sent you a message asking where you were and if you had forgotten about the date, and you replied that he was the one who forgot that the date had been the day before.

After that, you are bombarded with messages apologizing and saying how much of a complete idiot he is and doesn't deserve you. You don't respond anymore, which leaves him in a dilemma to decide whether to go to you or never see you again because you don't deserve to hear the excuses of someone as pathetic as him.

But he has to do it! He has to apologize to you in person! Even if it means you telling him to his face that you never want to see him again. He would deserve it anyway.

You hear a knock on your bedroom door. The moment you open the door, Levi kneels down and places his forehead on the floor.

“I am so sorry! I'm an embarrassment of a partner. I don't even deserve your forgiveness. But I needed to show you my regret.”

Maybe you were already feeling a little bad for him, but you were also curious to know how far your silence could take him. You turned away from the door, gesturing for him to enter your room.

He enters with mixed feelings, on the one hand he was afraid of what you could do if you wanted to punish him. On the other hand... wasn't he kinda into those things?

But no, you just sit on the bed and use your cell phone to send a message to Levi, asking why he missed the date the day before. You still needed to talk to him, but not yet with your voice that he loves so much. When he happily tells you that it was because of Ruri-chan's event, you look even more upset.

“N-N-N-N-NO WAIT! I'm so sorry! Exchanging you for anyone else, even Ruri-chan is unforgivable! I should have warned you. I wanted to tell you, but it was all so short notice.”

You still didn't say anything and even crossed your arms with a sulky expression. He kneels at your feet and gets so close to your legs that he could even hug them.

“I know that what I did was a complete betrayal, and a wretch like me doesn't deserve another opportunity, but please, just let me hear your voice one last time, even if it's to say that you hate me.”

And you finally break. You know he didn't do it out of spite and you've already punished him enough. You know you're practically torturing him at this point.

Regardless of how you say or show that you forgive him, he will praise you, maybe even cry and if you let him hug you, he will cling to you desperately.

Satan was probably on a bad day. A really bad day. That kind of day where anything irritates him, even you trying to calm him down. And he ended up saying what he would regret the moment you left his side: He told you to shut up.

And that's what you did, but for longer than he was expecting. He realized you were giving him the silent treatment when he came up to you to ask if the two of you could talk alone, so he could apologize to you, and you acted like he wasn't there. He was upset at first, but soon after he realized that that was exactly what led to this situation.

He won't try to talk to you in public again. He's prideful too. He'll wait until you two get home, and you are alone in your room.

You hear a knock on your bedroom door. When you open it, you see Satan with a big bouquet of flowers in his hands. Either they're your favourite flowers, or your favourite colour or anything he knows you would like.

“Would you allow me to speak to you, please?” He wasn't angry, he was sorry and you could see it in his eyes.

You don't answer, but you let him into your room. If you pick up the flowers, he'll be a little more relieved. But if not, he'll put them on the table and get a little more worried.

“I'm so sorry. I should never talk to you like that. I regretted my words the moment you walked out the door. I realize what you are doing, you are doing what I asked you to do, and it tears me apart. I'm not mad at what you're doing to me, I deserve it and worse.” He kneels in front of you and bows his head. “But please tell me what I have to do for you to forgive me. Because no words can mend the ones I used.”

If those words weren't enough for you and you're feeling like he deserves to "suffer" a little more for the way he treated you, you send him a message (he still doesn't deserve to hear your voice) saying that if he's really sorry about that, he could be your cat butler for a day.

He lifts his head and looks at you, blushing slightly. “With a condition: It will be for your eyes and your eyes alone! No making me go to the kitchen or something while any of my brothers is there!”

And if you agree, he will do it. Any request he will fulfill. If you tell him to end his sentences with "Nya" he will do it, partially embarrassed but partially enjoying it.

And at the end of the day, when you finally let him hear your voice again saying that you forgive him, but that you hope it doesn't happen again, he smiles, kiss your hands like a gentleman and asks permission to hug and kiss you again, after so long.

There's a good chance you decided to do this because you started seeing Asmo with more and more succubuses and incubuses.

Well, if he likes being with them so much instead of you, let's see what happens if you prefer to talk to the other brothers instead of him.

He starts the day with no idea what you've decided to do, so he compliments everyone, especially you. And the moment you don't greet him back he knows something is very wrong.

He cannot, nor does he want to, hide how devastated he already is. Of all the demon brothers he is the one who loves attention the most and not getting it from YOU is the worst thing that could happen to him.

In return, you will have ALL his attention. He won't leave you for a second. He needs to know what happened, even if he has to make a dramatic spectacle at your feet.

He will speak to you in the sweetest of voices, calling you all the affectionate names he knows of, even if he has to do so in other languages. Hon, honey, love, darling, Mon cher, mon amour, mi amor, amore mio...

If you just want to talk to him at the House of Lamentation, you'll have to ask the other brothers to basically be your bodyguards. Which will only make the situation worse for Asmo. And more fun for his brothers.

When you get home you tell one of the brothers to tell Asmo that when you are available to talk to him you will send him a message.

You were alone in your room when you sent the message to Asmo saying that you could "talk" in your room. Not a second had passed when he knocked on your door, almost as if he had been waiting in the hallway that entire time.

He’ll walk in like a happy puppy whose owner has finally opened the door for him. He will try to hug you, but you can't give in. You stray, cross your arms and looks in any direction other than at him.

“Why are you being so mean to me?” he asks in that cute, sad voice. “What could someone as cute as me have done to deserve this?”

To continue guarding your voice until he deserves to hear it, you write and send him a message. In it you talk about the succubuses and incubuses with whom he took a ton of photos and posted a bunch of stories, and it started to be much more than normal.

“Aww, my little sheep is jealous, that's so cute!” You turn your back to him. “HA! NO! Wait! I'm sorry! I'm so so sorry! I thought you knew that you are the one I love the most in all three worlds. I love you almost as much as I love myself. I couldn't say no to my fans. Oh, I know! What if we spend a whole day together? What if we went on a special date? I can prepare everything! I'll reserve a table at your favorite restaurant. I can even buy you new clothes if you want.” You turned back to him, but still didn't say anything. “Pwease, talk to me again~ I'm sowwy~”

If you accept his apology and tell him so with your voice, he will hug you and kiss you al over your face. “Ahhh! I missed you so much~!”

Honestly, I can't imagine a single scenario where Beel would do something that would deserve the silent treatment. He's the type to apologize even if it's not his fault. Even if he ate something of yours, he would apologize in the next second.

So, most likely, you and Belphie were just curious to know how Beel would react. And this would probably happen after you had done this to everyone else but him and his brothers wanted to know how he would react.

At breakfast he greets everyone, but you're the only one who doesn't greet him back. And you already feel horrible because you can feel his sad gaze on you.

"(Y/N)? Is everything okay?" he asks in an already apologetic voice. You still don't answer him, and that hurts so much, poor thing.

The other brothers tell Beel to start eating otherwise everyone will be late. But he says he doesn't want to. And everyone looks at him in amazement, except you. He is looking at you and only you, no one else matters, not even the food.

“Are you angry with me? I'm sorry. I'm not sure what I did this time, but I'm sorry. Did I eat something that was yours?” You still don't respond but you're almost at your breaking point. “(Y/N)?” He says your name in the cutest regretful voice that only he could do and you break down.

You turn to him and hug him, apologizing. You explain that he didn't do anything and explain that everything is fine. If you offer him the rest of your breakfast he will be very happy.

But he will be much closer to you for the rest of the day. It hurt him a lot and he just wants to make sure that everything was really okay. He will really like it if you two cuddle a little when your back home.

What could he do to make you mad at him? *cough* Lesson 16 *cough*. Anyway. There's a good chance he's been a little more selfish lately. Always wanting your free time to be spent with him, and try to convince you to fall into the temptation of laziness and exchange your responsibilities for him.

He needed to learn a lesson. He needed to value you more and realize that you are not a guarantee. Let's see what happens if he no longer has you.

He realizes something is wrong when you don't respond to him.

He tries to convince you to talk to him by being cute. That younger brother cuteness that he always uses against his brothers.

When he realizes that this isn't going to work, he isn't exactly going to give up. He will stop trying to convince you with words, yes. But he won't leave your side. He will be almost like a ghost behind you. At least until you all get home.

You'll have to lose him or convince his brothers to help you if you don't want him to follow you to your room the moment you get to the House of Lamentation.

If you manage to do this, you will be bombarded with messages until you finally respond saying he can come talk to you in your room.

He knocks on your bedroom door like he normally does. As soon as you let him in and close the door he will get extremely close to you, but he won't hug you no matter how much he wants to. He knows that could make the situation worse.

“So, what happened?” he asks close to your ear and in his calm voice. “Why are you upset with me?”

You poke your head in a gesture.

“Do you want me to think? To guess? *Sigh* Fine...” he says pouting sadly. “Um... I know you get upset because I make you late with your work. Sorry. I promise I'll stop being so pushy about that. But, you know I want to be with you.”

That was a good start, but it still wasn't enough for you. You had your back turned to him without speaking.

“You know, it really hurts to see you mad at me like this. I miss you.” and then it hits him. “Oh... that’s it, I miss you. I don’t think anyone likes to be seen as a guarantee, right? I'm sorry, for being so selfish with you. You always try to make me happy by giving in to my whims, I should do the same for you more often... I mean, I will do the same for you more often. I promise.” You turn to him, but still don't say anything. “um... What if... tomorrow, I have to give in to whatever whims you have? But go easy on me, okay?”

You accept the deal, and tell him so. He laughs, saying that he already missed hearing your voice so much. And if you let him, he'll hug you.

“We still have a lot of time until dinner, and I miss your cuddles. You're not going to say you didn't miss me too, right? Come on, just a few minutes. I promise I'll spoil you more than you spoil me, he he.”

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does anyone else wish u could regenerate but not change and not use up a regeneration. just like do a hard reboot

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I was skipping school hanging out in a clearing and some guy exited a portal from a CONFESSION DIAL 😭 and he was like “Go to the city. Find someone important. Tell them I’m back. Tell them, they know what they did. And I’m on my way. And if they ask you who I am, tell them ‘I came the long way round’” 😭😭😭 what the hell

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the high council of gallifrey: got some straight gas 🔥😛 this strain is called “the timeless child” 😳 you’ll be zonked out of your gourd 💯

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5 minutes later: dude I swear I just saw some pre-Hartnell doctors

My buddy the Master pacing: the Time Lords are lying to us

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I heard some kid crying himself to sleep in a cabin. COULD not be me

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Who am I

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here's a list of mozilla add-ons for all of you tumblrinas out there to have a better internet experience

also, if you like my post, please reblog it. Tumblr hates links but i had to put them so you adhd bitches actually download them <3 i know because i am also adhd bitches

BASIC STUFF:

AdGuard AdBlocker / uBlock Origin : adguard is a basic adblock and with origin you can also block any other element you want. for example i got rid of the shop menu on tumblr

Privacy Badger : this add on will block trackers. if an element contains a tracker it will give you the option to use it or not

Shinigami Eyes: this will highlight transphobic and trans friendly users and sites using different colors by using a moderated database. perfect to avoid terfs on any social media. i will explain how to use this and other add-ons on android as well under the read more cut

THINGS YOU TUMBLINAS WANT:

Xkit: the best tumblr related add on. with many customizable options, xkit not only enhances your experience from a visual standpoint, but provides some much needed accessibility tools

bonus: if you are into tf2 and wanna be a cool cat, you can also get the old version to add cool reblog icons

AO3 enhancer: some basic enhancements including reading time and the ability to block authors and tags

YOUTUBE

Return of the YouTube Dislike : pretty self explanatory

Youtube non-stop: gets rid of the annoying "Video paused. Continue watching?" popup when you have a video in the background

SponsorBlock: gives you options to skip either automatically or manually sponsors, videoclip non music sectors and discloses other type of sponsorships/paid partnerships

Enhancer for YouTube: adds some useful options such as custom play speed, let's you play videos in a window and most important of all, it allows you to make the youtube interface as ugly as your heart desires. I can't show a full image of what it looks like because i've been told its eye strainy and i want this post to be accessible but look at this <3

PocketTube: allows you to organize your subscriptions into groups

YouTube Comment Search: what it says

FINDING STUFF

WayBack Machine: you probably know about this site and definitely should get the add on. this allows you to save pages and access older versions with the click of a button. while you can search wayback using web archives, please get this one as well as it allows you to easily save pages and contribute to the archive.

Web Archives: it allows you to search through multiple archives and search engines including WayBack Machine, Google, Yandex and more.

Search by Image: allows you to reverse image search using multiple search engines (in my experience yandex tends to yield the best results)

Image Search Options: similar to the last one

this next section is pretty niche but... STEAM AND STEAM TRADING

SteamDB: adds some interesting and useful statistics

Augmented Steam: useful info specially for browsing and buying games

TF2 Trade Helper: an absolute godsend, lets you add items in bundles, keeps track of your keys and metal and your recent trades, displays links to the backpack tf page next to users profiles and more. look it tells me how much moneys i have and adds metal to trades without clicking one by one oh may god

IN CONCLUSION: oooooh you want to change to firefox so badly, you want to delete chrome and all the chrome clones that are actually just spyware and use firefox

HOW TO USE MOZILLA ADD-ONS ON YOUR PHONE

if you already use firefox on android, you'll know there are certain add-ons compatible with the app, some of them even being made just for the mobile version such as Video Background Play FIx. while most of them are pretty useful, some more specific ones aren't available on this version of the browser, but there's a way of getting some of them to work

you need to download the firefox nightly app, which is basically the same as the regular firefox browser but with the ability of activating developer mode. you can find how to do that here. once you've enabled it, you need to create a collection with all the add ons you want. i wouldn't recommend adding extensions if the creators haven't talked about phone compatibility, but XKit and Shinigami Eyes should work

also, don't tell the government this secret skater move, but you can try using both the regular firefox browser and nightly so you can have youtube videos in a floating box while you browse social media.

see? i can block this terf while Rick Rolling the people following this tutorial. isn't that tubular?

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ESEX ; JEONG YUNHO

PAIRING non!idol yunho + afab!reader

GENRE 18+ SMUT

SYNOPSIS when you convince your boyfriend, yunho to take time away from his game to please you, both of you forgetting to turn off his headset..

WORD COUNT 2790

WARNINGS implied shower sex, dubcon (reader crawls under yunho’s desk without him knowing), chokehold (reader receiving), biting, kissing, mentions of breeding, non detailed aftercare, no protection (use protection yall), let me know if there’s more to tag!

a/n my first fic of the new year! thank you to everyone who has stuck with me throughout the year and engaged with my writing and this account overall. 🥺 id love to start 2024 with the goal of making friendships on here and writing for others so if you could share this and send any requests my way, id absolutely love it so much. happy new year everyone! much love. 🩶

Ever since you had gotten your boyfriend, Yunho, the new Spider-man two game for his playstation, he’s been a bit too occupied. You never minded when Yunho would set away time to play his games, always having an unofficial schedule of doing your own work or hobbies while he games. However, it’s been two days and the game was slowly (but quickly) getting in the way of both your relationship and life itself. He’s barely eaten, slept, and you were more than positive that the only thing he did in the bathroom was to use the toilet meaning; he was in desperate need of a shower.

Knocking on his door, you popped just your head in, having to step inside fully with a sigh seeing his gaming headset on. He was most likely playing with his friends (mentally apologizing to their partners knowing exactly what they’re going through) tapping onto his shoulder to grab his attention. Yunho blatantly ignores you, rolling your eyes as you shook his shoulder saying his name again to rob his attention from the game. This ends up with him pausing the game finally, muttering to his friends that he had to deal with something, the group groaning saying to make it quick. Turning his head he gives an annoyed, “yes?”

“Don’t be mean, Yunho. I was trying to not interrupt and ask if you wanted anything to eat but you couldn’t hear me.”

“I’m not hungry.” He goes to put the headset back on, stopping him by placing it back down onto the desk.

“Yeah see I don’t believe that because you haven’t eaten in a few days and I’m starting to get annoyed.”

Lifting up a handful of empty candy wrappers, you glare at Yunho stating candy wasn’t a nutritional meal, a pout forming on his face as he turns his hand to let the wrappers fall back onto his desk. Luckily, he was smart enough not to argue with logic.

“I’m just asking, come eat, shower, and then if you’d like to go back to gaming, cool. I hate sounding like your mum.”

Yunho blushes, apologizing as he tells everyone he’ll be back later on, saving the game before closing out of it. Standing up he feels the ache of sitting for too long, his empty stomach growling loudly as he sheepishly grabs for your hand to walk to the kitchen with you.

“You smell,” you said with a laugh, all but being dragged into the kitchen where Yunho finished multiple bowls of rice and plates of meat. You were happy to see him finally eat properly, enjoying your warm stew as he grilled more meat for the two of you to share on the portable grill.

Finishing your meal, the two of you slouch into your seats, Yunho thanking you for the meal. You laugh at him, telling him it wasn’t a problem and you were happy that he ate. Yunho excuses himself to go shower, giving you a kiss against your forehead before lightly jogging towards the direction of the bathroom. Usually you’d be bothered by having to make dinner and then clean up solo but hearing the shower finally running after a few days, you’ll happily do the majority of the work.

Placing the last of the dried dishes into the cupboards, you turn around hearing the bathroom door opening, anticipating for Yunho to come back into the kitchen (most likely to show you he showered like a puppy.) As if on cue, Yunho comes out of the bathroom and back into the kitchen in a pair of black shorts and a lavender gray sweater, towel wrapped around his neck to protect his hair from dripping onto it. Giving him a tight hug around his waist, you bury your face into his chest, inhaling his clean scent before looking up at him with a huge grin.

“You smell so good. Thank you.”

“Thank you for taking care of me.” Yunho says as he leans down and plants a kiss against your lips, walking back towards his gaming room.

“I love you!”

“I love you too, dork.” You yell back, going to your shared room to grab clothes to take your own shower.

Several hours later, you hit the realization that Yunho was still gaming.

Swiping your phone screen down, you purse your lips, seeing it was already one in the morning and Yunho was yet in bed with you. Placing your phone down next to you, you grab the collar of the baggy shirt you stole from Yunho, taking an annoyed look down at your lingerie hiding underneath the baggy fabric. It felt like a bit of a waste, becoming slightly upset by it. Deciding you weren’t going to get upset or put beneath a game, you climb out of bed making your way down the small hallway into his gaming room. Of course when you twist the doorknob and push the door open, he was sitting at his desk, headset on as he yelled at his friends who were surely doing the same to him. Letting yourself in, you stand behind him for a while knowing that he was engrossed into the game, oblivious of the fact you were positioned right behind him.

“Yunho.”

Nothing.

You nudge him a bit, “Yunho?”

Nothing. If you were a snake, he’d be bitten eons ago.

Huffing you roll your eyes, gently bending onto the floor until your hands and knees touch the carpet. Quietly, you slowly and carefully crawl against the soft carpet to make your way under the desk from the side, thanking Yunho in your head for having pristine cable management. Not wanting to ponder on the level of embarrassment you would’ve had to face if you got stuck or unplugged a cord. He still hadn’t acknowledged your existence, shrugging as you situated yourself to be directly in front of his lap, taking a deep breath before reaching for his shorts. His knee jerks, knocking his knee against the underside of the desk as he feels a tug on the band of the shorts, surprised. Yunho leans back and looks down, flinching clearly spooked when he sees you tucked under him.

“When did you get there?” He asked, confused.

“No, not you, my girlfriend. Shut up.” Yunho hollers into the headset, covering his microphone with his hand.

“You once again didn’t answer me and haven’t even got to see me in my pretty new lingerie.” You feigned a pout, yanking his shorts down.

“Babe-,” He’s cut off by you wrapping your hand around the base of his cock, glaring at him.

“It’s the least you can do, Yunho. If you want to play your game so badly, do so, but I'm using you.” You spat, watching his eyes widen and roll back as you moved your fingers up the shaft, to compare size, the tips of your fingers nowhere near close to passing the tip. He lets out a breathy sigh flinching as he mumbles a suspiciously quick “nothing” into his headset, his head falling back as you leave multiple wet opened mouth kisses up the shaft stopping around the tip.

“Is that my shirt?”

You grin widely giggling as you give him a nod.

“Mhm, I know how hard you get from seeing me in your clothes.”

Yunho must’ve forgotten his headset audio was on, groaning out a low, “fuck,” as he moved to kick off his shorts. His dick laid heavy against his abdomen and stomach, smirking pleased at his expression. Someone was desperate. Placing your hand back around him, you shift your weight so you can easily lean forward, wrapping your lips around one of his balls. Taking it into your mouth and giving it a few suctions at different pressures, Yunho groans loudly, this time a hand reaching down to lock your head into place. The twinge of pain on your scalp makes you wet in between your legs, clenching around nothing as you hum contentedly. Dropping him from your mouth with a wet pop, you fight his grip on you long enough to look at him and smile, hoping to get exactly what you want.

“Take it off.”

Removing his grip from you, he pushes back just far enough from the desk to give you space to maneuver the shirt off yourself, exposing the revealing lingerie hidden underneath. Yunho breathes deeply through his nose, feeling suddenly embarrassed by his deep fixation on you, Yunho clearly content with your choice. The black sheer lace complimented your skin, his long slender fingers reaching down to hook underneath the shoulder strap, moving alongside it until he reached the back of it - - unhooking the bra to fall onto your lap in one smooth movement. Your boobs fall from the bra, blushing as he helps you to move onto his lap, not allowing you a second to process before his large mouth is wrapped around one of your nipples.

“Yunho.” You enthusiastically moan into his ear, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck allowing your fingers to intertwine with his hair. His tongue swipes across the erected bud as he uses his hand to squeeze your boob, pushing more than just the nipple into his ravenous mouth. Your mind becomes clouded as the hand around your boob slips down your stomach until it passes the band of your thong. Long, slender fingers moving suggestively up and then back down your slit before suddenly delving two into your pussy. Clenching around the digits, you whine into Yunho’s neck who hushes you down by praising you, moving just the tips of his fingers not yet thrusting.

“Want, more,” You slur looking down at his hand, giving him an inviting kiss against his jaw that immediately turned into a soft gasp from the sudden thrust of his fingers. They felt incredibly deep already, your head leaning back to rest on his armchair, moans flooding the room. Erotically wet squelching from his fingers pushing into you makes you blush profusely, begging him to quench the fiery desire for him. Fortunately due to the fact you two haven’t had sex in the days he’s spent gaming, Yunho was more than eager to do as you wished.

“Let’s take these off, ok?”

Yanking the thong off your body and throwing thoughtlessly somewhere on to the floor, Yunho helps you up so you're comfortably positioned bent over his desk. He fixes your legs open for easier access, kissing up from the shoulder blades to the crook of your neck, giving a playful bite before refocusing his attention. Wrapping a hand around the backside of your knee, Yunho lifts your leg up, his dick sinking into you with little to no resistance. Your eyes roll up in satisfaction, wrapping your fingers around the edge of his desk to hold yourself somewhat into place, sweet moans already starting to flow past your lips. With each thrust another round of erotic noises are ripped out of you, your thoughts cloudy as you begged Yunho to never stop. He wraps his free arm around your throat, bringing you up to his chest in a chokehold. The grip was tight but gentle enough not to bring you any harm, the additional pain making you clench around him hard.

“Please, please, please,” you begged.

“Please what, hm?”

Your face burns up suddenly embarrassed giving him nothing but breathy whines that held no context.

“I asked you a question, please what?” Yunho reiterated, his grip tightening around both the backside of your knee and around your throat.

“Please breed me, I miss you.”

The entirety of your body inflamed in an instant blush, Yunho smirking as he drops his chokehold on you. You gasped for air, groaning between pursed lips as you felt Yunho’s large hands wrapped around your hips. His thrusts became sloppy but enough to hit all the right places, picking up in pace making the skin around your ass and thighs brighten to a pink. Feeling him twitched whilst inside you made your head spin in circles, it was more than evident both of you were close to your orgasms, taking in large breaths continuously begging Yunho to cum in you. Yunho’s breath warmly fanning your ear as he spoke and the weight of him being pressed against you to do so as he didn’t once slow down his thrusts into you, he bites and tugs at your earlobe before letting go.

“Should I fill you up?”

“Please, Yunho, please-“

“You’d look so cute filled by me.” Yunho cut you off, not having to see him to hear the smirk in his voice.

“Want you, please, please?”

Your eyes hooded over as he laughed over your desperation, fucking into you at a vigorous pace until his legs began to convulse and tremble.

“Fuck,” is the last word you pick up before your head fuzzes completely over, spilling around Yunho’s dick. Quiet moans are pushed out of you as Yunho reaches his climax, warmth filling you up. He slowly begins to lessen his pace, pulling back until he is almost completely out of you before pushing himself back into you balls deep. He mumbles about feeling warm but you’re unable to coherently grasp what he was saying, whining as he pulls out, clenching around nothing already missing him. You can feel your shared arousal drip down your thighs, whining for a kiss, smiling as Yunho felt your head into place to give you a loving kiss. Not caring about the sweat or anything else for that matter, you climb on top of his desk, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck.

The two of you spend a few minutes kissing as a way to “catch your breath,” giggling as Yunho pulls away asking how you felt. Pondering on the question with a hum, you watch his face slowly begin to switch to worry.

“I’m teasing! It felt so good, I missed you badly.” You reassured him, giving him another reassuring kiss on the lips.

Yunho begins to say something but freezes, his eyes wide in panic as he rips off his headset, leaning over you as he exited out of his game and clicked on something else you didn’t recognize. Asking him what was wrong his body simoustanly flushes a deep red, his gaze bouncing between you and the monitor.

“The game wasn’t off,” he pauses, “or the chat.”

You raise an eyebrow. “The chat?”

Yunho groans, begging you to not get mad at him, so red you were scared he’d combust into flames. Asking him again what he was talking about, his sudden concern starting to freak you out.

“The chat, as in my friends in discord, who was on call with me when you came in, heard us.. you know.”

It was your turn to turn red. You hadn’t thought about checking on that before continuing on since the two of you both were equally in the moment, hiding behind your hands in embarrassment.

“Oh my god, Yu, hopefully they didn’t listen.”

“What if they did?”

You weren’t sure why that question made your cheeks flare up the way it had, in between your legs warming and growing wet with curiosity. What if they had? Would they have stayed on and listened? Did they take their headphones off and acted as if they heard nothing? Lastly, why did the idea of someone catching you two suddenly turning you on?

Those “what ifs” ran through your mind at such a speed that made you nauseous, Yunho reassuring you it was nothing, pressing gentle kisses across your jaw and up to your lips. You decided to let it fade from your mind not wanting to overthink something so silly, allowing Yunho to pick you up off his desk bridal style heading out of the bedroom and making his way down the hallway towards the bathroom to shower together.

Now, you and Yunho had forgotten all about the mishap by the time the two of you had round two and cleaned up in the shower. However, for poor Mingi who was slumped back in his gaming chair with his arm covering his face, he was living through the shame of listening to his best friend and his girlfriend have sex. Which isn’t even the worst part of the entire situation, the brute of his embarrassment lied in the fact he had shamelessly masturbated to them. This quickly became a secret he’d have to carry to his grave with him. Groaning as he cleaned himself up, turning off his pc, and never bringing the situation up to anyone, thankful as you two never brought it up either, deciding it was best for everyone if no one acted like it happened.

#gothlcsan #smut #kpop smut #fiction #ateez smut #ateez x reader #ateez yunho #yunho smut #jeong yunho #yunho x reader #dom yunho #dom ateez

[uglyducklingofthe2000s]

Okay it’s me again and again about the angst with Lando. I’ve read “You hurt me” and as it was amazing it’s not really what I had in mind.

I thought more about reader being harassed by “fans” of Lando not in an obvious way? Like they tell her she’s not his usual type or they point out she’s not on many races (like give her a break she studies hard), make assumptions about her, point out she’s not rich and it’s awful to her but Lando doesn’t see it because it’s not so obvious.

Hope it’s not too detailed it’s mostly examples so generally harassed!insecure!Reader and oblivious!Lando in shortened version🫣

"Just Don't Be So Sensitive" - LN

Might be a bit short in terms of angst? I don't know if I do angst all that well. We're gonna get Lando getting a little defensive over his fans and thinking better of them (I'm not saying all Lando fans are the devil's children when it comes to evil, but we all know what poor Luisa went through)

A word I use in this is from my dialect (I didn't realise this wasn't a commonly used word till recently when I used it on twitter and people started screaming at me because they thought it was something bad), I could change it but sorry I'm not going to. So instead I'll translate: cushty - very good or pleasing

Themes: Heavy drinking (using alcohol as an emotional cushion), arguing

Lando warned her that things could get nasty towards her. But he seemed pretty elated over the fact that things were not at all as bad as he thought they would get.

When they first started dating, he told her in a very loving manner "that she just had to make sure "just don't be so sensitive and you'll be just fine". He wasn't making any digs at her sensitivity, he was just saying that thick skin would work in favour of any resilience she might need.

Y/n thinks he's either trying to take the piss or is selectively blind and deaf in what he hears and sees.

Y/n has a private instagram but it doesn't stop her from being tagged in posts, tagged in comments, her explore feed brings up plenty of posts all about her. Not all of them are negative. But on the flip side, not all of them are that positive either.

"What's that face about?" Lando asks walking out of the hotel bathroom, freshly showered making her look up quickly from her phone, her brows furrowed and the annoyance very obvious on her face.

"Just receiving so much love from your fans. Like I have all day." Y/n states sarcastically earning Lando's attention a bit more.

It's not really fair for her to be taking her anger out on him, but Lando seems to think everything is cushty between her and his fans.

"Why do you sound so angry?" Lando questions as she tosses her phone onto the bed.

"It doesn't matter. You don't understand and even if you do understand you're in some like I don't know, bubble of ignorance about the fact that your fans hate me."

"Since when?" Lando laughs in disbelief of how quickly this is escalating.

Resisting the urge to shut down like her instincts are trying to force her to.

"Since your fans decided I wasn't good enough for you! They tell me, Lando. They let me know. Online, in person, however they feel like telling me. Trust me, they let me know." Y/n stresses before sighing heavily as she runs her hand through her hair, tugging at it in frustration.

"My fans are not that bad, like they can be bad but come on, they've been so nice to you. So nice to you compared to how bad it could be and if that's all true, why haven't you said anything till now? Like talk to me, tell me."

"Why haven't you noticed? They say it to my face right in front of you. Today!-Today a fan stood right in front of you while you were signing things and said that you shouldn't have to pay for me to be here if I can't afford it without you."

No. She can't do this.

Tears are already escaping as she moves over to grab a jacket.

"W-Where are you going?" Lando panics, very much aware that he's not nearly as dressed enough to chase after her.

"I need some air. Just-Just let me get some air." Y/n mutters as she shoves her feet into her shoes and grabs the hotel room key though Lando is hot on her heels, trying to stop her from leaving the room.

"Can we please calm down and talk?"

"I'm trying to calm down. Can you let me?"

Lando's stubbornness almost keeps her contained but he sighs knowing better than to be that much of an asshole. So he grumbles but lets her pass and she is gone quick.

Though it takes a minute for Lando to realise that she's left her phone, presumably on purpose. He groans knowing that she would've done it on purpose so she couldn't be tracked, since he'll admit they have their locations on and when she's not by his side he does use it.

However, today it would've been a matter of safety since she's in an unfamiliar city.

He decides to try and look online, even just looking up her name on Twitter and while there's some nice things about her, mainly focusing around some cute pictures of them only earlier today.

There is actually even a video capturing the moment that Lando has no recollection of. He's not sure if the person who uploaded the video meant to capture the audio that is of a girl practically spitting on y/n who even flinches from her spot next to Lando where she'd been reaching to help pass him things to sign.

She'd been doing no wrong. And somehow he just didn't hear a word of it in the moment.

"Fuck." Lando mutters then groaning. "Fuck sake."

He's got some grovelling to do. Some real fucking grovelling.

Meanwhile, y/n is only downstairs at the bar. Thank god for being able to charge to the room or she'd be fucked for drinking away her problems.

"Are you sure you want another drink?" The bartender asks after she manages to neck another whiskey neat. It's not really her first choice of drink. But it's the only thing she can drink straight without being sick immediately following that.

"How many have I had now?" She asks managing to keep herself from slurring by some miracle.

"That was your 4th...but you've had all four in less than half an hour."

"Oh right. Ok...how much for the bottle?" Y/n asks making the bartender sigh and look at her in sympathy. "My boyfriend basically called me a liar...I was mad but I wasn't lying."

"Where is he now?"

"Probably panicking in the hotel room upstairs. I left my phone because if I keep looking at it then one bottle of whiskey will be the least of my bad decisions tonight..." Y/n sighs not referring to anything all that sinister. But if she had tried to leave the hotel and fans said something out of pocket, an assault charge might be under her name.

"Then I guess letting you have a bottle and just keeping an eye on you for the rest of the night is the nicest favour I can do for you." The bartender smiles lightly then moving back and grabbing the house whiskey. "On the room?"

"Yeah."

"He's paying?"

Y/n stomach churns at that reminder and she almost wishes she had cash on her or her phone to pay. Hell she almost even wishes she was angry and bitter enough to not care about how much money she's costing him by drinking.

"I'll send him the money." She mumbles making him pause looking at her.

"Tell you what, birthday girl. It's our gift from the hotel to you."

Y/n doesn't take any time to clock onto the fact that he's pretending it's her birthday for her benefit.

"I can pay for it."

"No. It's on the house. Enjoy. Tell me if you need more ice." He smiles making her sigh then move away to serve another customer.

She gets through just over half of the bottle across the span of the next hour, then she disappears to the bathroom and upon returning she manages to get through some more till there's about a third left.

"I'm done. I'm done. Thank you b-ut I'm done." Y/n hiccups before managing a lazy smile. "You've been very kind."

"Are you ok getting up to your room? I can call for security to give you an escort just to make sure you don't fall."

"I'm good. Honestly. I promise." Y/n insists before she stands up with a sigh. "You have a good night."

"You too...better than it's been so far."

Y/n smiles definitely showing that she is definitely going to crash hard into a pillow and pass the fuck out the moment she is in the hotel room. Hopefully she finds the right one and doesn't just end up just passing out in the corridor.

By some miracle she gets in the lift, chooses the right floor and gets herself to the right door, and while it takes a couple of attempts she manages to use the key to get in. Or at least that's what she thinks till she realises the door opened on it's own accord without touching it.

"Jesus, y/n." Lando sighs being able to smell the alcohol on her breath as he nears her. "What-"

"I'm going to bed. I don't want to talk, I want to sleep and be left alone to sleep." Y/n yawns, uncaring of her heartless approach to this whole situation right now.

The alcohol did it's job, it's numbed out her thoughts and feelings of the whole situation. So now all she needs is to sleep and just let the alcohol work it's magic to help her follow up drinking her issues away with sleeping her problems away.

Lando watches her pull off her clothes, with some real struggle, but when he tries to help she only moves away from him muttering something incoherent but it doesn't sound very happy from the tone.

Eventually she lands on the bed with a grunt, crawling under the covers and shoving her face into the pillow, practically smothering herself. Lando watches her for a few minutes and she very obviously falls asleep hard.

He does join her after placing a bucket next to the bed and climbing into the bed next to her, pulling her into a hug that is probably more for himself than for her.

-

Y/n groans waking up, the blinding hangover making her roll into the other body. She feels completely oversensitive to the touch of her boyfriend.

"Oh god." Y/n whines pushing him away in a desperate race for some relief, but a wave of nausea hits her at the sudden movement and she throws herself out the bed, tripping on the bucket wit her body smacking into the floor as she trips.

By some miracle she swallows down the wave of vomit that tried to make an escape.

"Baby?" Lando murmurs from the bed.

But she's already up and racing to the bathroom again. The bitter taste of whiskey combine with the sour taste of bile spills past her taste buds, burning her throat as she heaves. Tears from the straining blur her vision as she feels hands pull her hair back, but it hasn't save the strands from being coated in the half-disgested mixture.

He rubs her back which works more to make her stomach really force up the rest before she finally can't feel anything else trying to reappear.

"What a mess." She mutters looking in the toilet bowl that is just not a pretty sight.

"You're ok." Lando states while she rolls her eyes. She's still not happy with him, no matter how much the alcohol let her feel better. The hangover and the return of her sober emotions.

She does let Lando help her clean up, managing to wash her hair in the sink a bit and even brushes her teeth for her.

“Baby, I need to apologise. I fucked up. I should’ve listened to you, I shouldn’t have just dismissed what you were telling me because I thought that my fans had got better. Really I should’ve known you would never lie about that. I need to make it up to you so it’s fine if you’re still mad at me. You should be.”

“I am…or I would be if I didn’t feel like my stomach was trying to digest itself as punishment for deciding that drinking the better part of a bottle of whiskey to myself in less than 3 hours was a good idea.” Y/n whispers, her throat still incredibly raw.

“I saw everything-Well not all of it, but enough to make a post letting everyone know that if i hear or see anything negative then they aren’t a fan of mine and I would rather not have their support.” Lando explains while y/n smiles sadly at him.

“You didn’t have to do that.”

“I didn’t have to but I wanted to because you are the person I love. As much as i love and appreciate their support, you are more important even if they don’t like it.”

“Can we cuddle for a bit?”

“Yes, we can definitely cuddle for a bit.” Lando nods with a smile before he picks her up and carries her back to the bed. “I think I’ll call and see if we can keep the room for another day. You need the recovery time and I don’t feel like paying extra for the private jet to be washed if you’re sick on mid-flight.”

“That’s fair. I don’t think I could handle it either.” Y/n nods as she’s laid in the bed and sighs rolling onto his side breathing in his scent. “Come cuddle. Please.”

Lando knows he still has grovelling to do and he’s sure when she’s not so hungover and clingy, he’ll be held to the usual expectation of apologising more than he already has.

But for now they’re both going to enjoy it till they have to properly face everything else.

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[hideawaysis]

hello. absolutely hate involving myself in fandom drama, but ifeel this is an important post to make as i have seen a lot of people taking a certain post at face value and believing it.

im referring to this one, made by @/realultimatehater

now, before i say these things, i feel the need to preface this by saying that i do not personally wish to align myself in this fandom debate. i am a tax-paying adult and do not have any energy or time to put into arguing about a tv show on the internet. nonetheless, i have seen people blindly spreading this post around and i feel this needs to be addressed.

this person is lying.

it feels like it should be obvious with the levels of "down with cis bus" energy pulsating off of this, but it's a huge fucking lie.

this person is a known harasser and has targeted children in the past. they will do anything, and i mean ANYTHING to rack up attention and internet points. they have made bold claims like this with little to no evidence in the past all so they can garner more hatred for certain fandoms on the internet. testimonies here and here, and some pretty damning screenshots here.

i advise you all to stop reblogging the post ive shown. it's disinformation, a story fabricated to direct more vitriol towards a fandom with little to no proof that it can somehow make people like this or attract people like this. this person is either a troll or just plain deranged. please stop believing what they say.

tags added for reach.

edit: i received an anonymous ask giving me extra information on this topic, apparently this person is in fact an internet troll who has gone under countless aliases and will often fake identities in order to ruin the reputations of others. more information here and here.

edit 2: another anon ask gave me a preserved version of a post from realultimatehater's first account, showing how they'd crop screenshots of dms in order to make it look like they were being harassed for simply having a negative opinion on hazbin hotel. here's the post, though do know the reblog is from a supporter of them, make of that what you will. here's another version of the post ifound showing how they'd bait people into saying these kinds of things in order to make them look bad. and here's another one! wow!

i also found a few asks showing how this person would literally approach hazbin fans and just blatantly insult them, rather than blocking them. because yeah, when you detest a fandom, you clearly must stir up conflict! that'll keep them away from you! said asks can be viewed here and here

edit 3: the anon i received telling me realultimatehater was an internet troll who'd been trolling people for years apparently was not being truthful, this does not discredit the other evidence ive listed but id really appreciate if people would stop spreading that ask around. ive removed the link to the ask, sincere apologies to anyone affected by that

#hideawaysisposting #hazbin #hazbin hotel #helluva boss #anti hazbin hotel #anti hazbin #anti helluva boss #vivziepop #anti vivziepop

[luvsvtlady]

Misunderstanding

Pairing: Lee Seokmin x afab!reader ft!Soonyoung

Genres: enemies to lovers, college!au, fluff, humor, slight angst, smut -mdni!-

Words count: 15.8k

Tags: mean names (tramp & trash bag), arguing, mention of their bad behavior when they were kids, they are both mean istg lol, reader misunderstand a situation, Yuna is a simp for Seokmin and is a bad person, Seokmin is shameless and such a tease

Warning: dom!seokmin, sub!reader, big dick!Seokmin!, lots of swearing, lots of kissing, fingering, slight voyeurism, semi-public sex? (but not really), unprotected sex, teasing, praise, dirty talk, hair pulling, oral (fem receiving), pussydrunk!seokmin, breast play, marking, slight finger sucking, cum eating, mention of creampie, lots of pet names, whining, crying. I think that's all, lmk if I missed anything

A/N: woah I can't believe I just finished my first fic ever lmao and it's my baby's birthday too! I would love to hear your thoughts and comments plss. Also this is not proofread! I'm so busy with school work that I don't have the time to read it but I just have to post this fic for my birthday boy, so please ignore any grammatical errors, also Yuna is a character that I made up, I don't mean anyone specific! Seokmin is just super hot I cant-

Thanks to deity-prompts for the amazing prompt<3

“I don’t get what you like about him”

You say, resting your head on your hand and staring blankly at your best friend, Ahn, as she keeps talking and fangirling about her crush, Lee Seokmin, you doubt if it’s even a true crush at this point, because ever since you’ve known her, she has been growing feelings for every guy she meets.

“I don’t get what you don’t like about him” Ahn argues back, shaking her head in disbelief at your words that she thinks are absolutely crazy, just as crazy as the fact that you hate Seokmin, the same man who she has been talking about for the past thirty minutes.

“Are you being for real now? You know how much I hate his guts!” you are at the verge of slapping your best friend for being brave enough to talk about your mortal enemy right in front of your face, let alone her being aware of the fact that both Seokmin and you hate each other to death, it’s something that both of you are known for.

“But still, it’s not enough reason for me to dislike him, right?” Ahn teases, smiling at you innocently, knowing it will do nothing but irritates you.

“Wrong, and you better stop talking about him before I smack the shit out of you” you roll your eyes, shifting them to glance at Seokmin, who is laughing loudly along with his friends at some silly joke that you really don’t care about before tearing your eyes from them instantly, taking a sip from the coffee you are holding.

Ahn giggles, “come on, you sound so jealous, do you probably like him by any chance?” she knows she is going far with it, but she fucking loves messing with you all the time.

You shift your eyes back at her, looking at her with an intimidating glare that makes her shut up and murmurs a quick ‘sorry’. She knows better than to say such things as this to you, yes you are such a sweet and attractive girl, always carrying the dazzling smile whenever she or your loved ones around, but you are not the one to be messed around with, especially when it’s about Seokmin, the one you hate the most.

Lee Seokmin, is your mortal enemy since childhood, ever since you were both toddlers you hated each other’s guts, the reasons of why you hate him are too many but you can definitely list them, yet you don’t remember the main reason for both of you to start making fun of each other, it just happened. You hate him for how he used to call you a crybaby in front of his friends while laughing, just to get you angry and then go cry to your mother when he isn’t around, you hate him for lying to the teacher that you copied his homework when you, being the good student that you are, didn’t do it, you hate him for telling you friends that you are a fake friend and a troublemaker and that they should stay away from you, and you hate him for just existing in your life.

But it’s not like you haven’t done anything wrong to Seokmin as well, you once lied to his parents that he hit you, using your great acting skill by showing teary eyes and quivered lips, leading them to scold Seokmin in front of you and even apologize for his bad behavior. Another bad thing that you had done was ruining his drawing that he has spent a long amount of time drawing it, also making him believe that a girl asked you to tell him that she wants to confess to him after school and make him wait outside before showing up while wiping off the fake tears from how much you were laughing, making Seokmin embarrassed as hell as he cursed you for doing that.

But now that the both of you are grown up and mature, you don’t do these stuff, they were just some stupid things you both had done when you were kids, now they don’t happen at all, instead, the only thing that remains is the bickering, there isn’t a single day where the both of you don’t fight, and it could be fighting over anything and everything. Making fun of each other and calling each other mean names is a daily thing for you two, to the point where you sometimes forget each other’s names or don’t recognize the other when someone says the other’s names to one of you two from how much y’all are used to call the other by the mean nicknames y’all have chosen for the other.

And it’s so fucking irritating how the people around you keep saying that the both of you are suitable for each other, basically for sharing some traits, like knowing each other since childhood, having a breathtaking appearance, the same sense of humor, the same sarcasm, both of you are so intelligent and it’s so annoying that he is in the same major as yours, which is business, and it’s so annoying that you share the same friends circle as well, so not only you will see Seokmin at the university, but also outside the university.

“Anyway the class is about to start, let’s go” you sigh, getting up after gathering your things before looking at Ahn who nods her head.

“Yeah, let’s go”

You and Ahn head to your next class after the lunch break you just had, walking in your class as you take a seat at the back of the class, placing your book and the rest of your essentials for the class you notice Seokmin walks towards your way with his friend, Soonyoung, stopping right before you, throwing a quick glare at you before taking a seat in front of you. You roll your eyes at his figure from the back, “great, now I have to deal with his bullshit for the whole class” you whisper but make sure he hears it, which he does, but he completely ignore you, only letting out a scoff, grinning at how pissed off you already are.

The class ends peacefully, much to your confusion, even when you had to bear with Ahn’s bullshit, and so you are getting ready for you next class, waiting for the professor to come only to see Seokmin turn around in his seat to face you, “hey tramp, you were quite aggressive at the beginning of the class, who got you this mad” Seokmin arches a brow at you condescendingly, resting his forearm on the top rail.

“Dont talk to me, people would think we are friends” you snap, a scowl forms your pretty face as you sit crossed-arms, not even affected by the name he addresses you.

Seokmin scoffs, “as if anyone would think that”.

“They wouldn’t if you stopped being so obsessed with me” you grin, knowing how much it annoys Seokmin whenever you say that he is obsessed with you.

Seokmin squints his eyes at you, pressing his lips together, “You wish I was obsessed with you, don’t you? Well, too bad I'm not” he shrugs his broad shoulders, shaking his head slightly.

“Wish?” you scoff in disbelief, “don’t make me laugh, you are the last person I would ever want to get obsessed with me”.

Seokmin let out a snicker, “who on earth would even consider getting obsessed with you in the first place” he smiles at you with his familiar blinding smile, but it still has the teasing feeling to it.

You glare at him, pretty features instantly go sharp, “smile at me again and I will knock your teeth out”.

Seokmin smirks in amusement, “funny how you have been saying that for years now but never really gained the courage to do it”.

Now it’s your turn to smile, leaning forward on your table with both of your elbows on it while intertwining your delicate fingers, placing your chin over them and tilting your head prettily, “now isn’t that a good proof for you to see how obsessed you are with me, trash bag? Knowing for how long I’ve been saying that?”.

Seokmin doesn’t seem offended by how you name him nor does he budge a bit at the close proximity, it’s not that close but still close enough to really take in your beauty, “not really, it’s only considered as one if a dumb person thinks it is, just like you”.

“You are definitely not the one to talk about someone being dumb, but I get it, you have lived your whole life doing the dumbest shit ever, even more than Soonyoung, so it does make sense now” you nod your head, gesturing to Soonyoung who you have almost forgot he is there, setting next to Seokmin,and pretty much enjoying the drama that is happening due to how he is giggling while covering his mouth, looking at Ahn every time and squeaking whenever Seokmin or you bite back, holding his hands together as a way to pray god to not make the professor come in anytime soon.

“I was just about to get offended, Y/N, but I’m more than glad that you think Seokmin is dumber than me” Soonyoung claps happily, laughing at the way Seokmin glares at him.

You giggle softly upon hearing Soonyoung’s words as you pat his back, noticing that the professor has finally come to the class, much to Soonyoung’s disappointment, but it makes you smile triumphantly because Seokmin has stopped arguing, rolling his sharp eyes before turning his back at you, making you win this argument this time.

Classes have finally ended and it’s time for you to go home. You get up with a sigh, stretching your back slightly before you start gathering your things, letting out an annoyed huff because of the headache you get from the boring ass class you had. Walking along with Ahn, you get out of the campus.

“Alright, I’m going home now Y/N, I’ll see you tomorrow” Ahn smiles, walking to the other direction of your house, waving at you.

You smile and wave back, “yeah, take care” you shout enough for Ahn to hear, making her turn around to see you, nodding her head, “you too!”.

“You know it’s so disgusting when you try to act nice?”.

You don’t even need to turn around to see who is talking, getting closer to where you are standing, of course it’s none other than Seokmin, or the trash bag, it’s what you address him as.

“Do you ever take a break, trash bag?” you sigh, proceeding to walk away, heading to your house.

“Why? Am I tiring you, tramp?” Seokmin grins, walking behind you along with Sonyoung, it definitely doesn’t help that Seokmin’s house is in the same direction as yours, well at least Soonyoung is there for you.

“Very” you roll your pretty eyes, a scoff leaving your plump lips

“Just ignore him babe” you feel Soonyoung’s arm wraps around your shoulders, bringing you closer to him, “tell me, do you want me to treat you, or you have plans for today?”.

A pretty smile forms your lips, you are so thankful for having Soonyoung in your life, he is always there for you to brighten up your mood and get a laugh out of you, “nah it’s fine, I’m not that hungry anyway” you answer, ignoring Seokmin’s scoff at how you and Soonyoungs are acting as if he doesn’t exist.

“Oh come on, there is a close ice cream parlor that Seokmin and I usually go to” Soonyoung says, trying his best to persuade you.

“That’s exactly the reason why I don’t want to come along”.

Soonyoung chuckles, “I can tell him to fuck off if that’s what you want”.

Seokmin glares at his best friend, “like hell I’m leaving just because you told me to”.

You are pretty much surprised that Seokmin doesn’t say he wouldn’t leave for you, it’s something you expect him to say.

“I’m fine, I swear, I need to finish the project Mr. Lee asked us to do” you give Soonyoung your best smile to show him that you are really fine with not going there, while also reminding him of the project y’all need to submit, which makes Soonyoung groan.

“Why are you trying so hard at keeping your image as the good student? You know the deadline is next week” Seokmin arches a brow at your shorter figure from behind.

You look at him from over your shoulder, throwing a glare at him, “I don’t recall talking to you, trash bag, plus, does it really bother you that I care about my grades, unlike you?”.

He shrugs, smirking at you, “unfortunately I don’t really care about you to get bothered by whatever you do, so no”.

“Can you just shut your fucking mouth, are really that dumb to understand that?” you feel your anger start to raise, so close to smack Seokmin so hard, but you try so hard to prevent yourself from doing so, because it’s what he wants, to get a reaction out of you.

“And who do you think you are to make me listen to you?” Seokmin asks, carrying a smug expression that you want to slap it off of his handsome face.

“A person who has always been better than you in so many aspects” the scowl that Seokmin is so familiar with doesn’t leave your pretty face once.

“Oh really? And what these aspects might be, tramp?”.

“I can list them for you if you want, trash bag”.

And just before Seokmin can reply, Soonyoung interrupts, “woah there guys, as much as I would love to know where this fight could lead to, remember that we are literally in the middle of the road”.

Soonyoung’s words hit Seokmin and you on the head, noticing how some people who are passing by are looking at you three weirdly, as in why there are two people are at the verge of killing each other while the other one is there as it’s the most normal thing ever, which it actually is to Soonyoung.

“You are lucky we are in public, otherwise I wouldn’t have hesitated at beating you up” you blurt, giving Seokmin a side eye while walking next to Soonyoung.

“I would love to see you try, chicken” Seokmin let out a snicker, as if he is underestimating you.

“Okay you two, stop with all this argument and let’s walk in peace” Soonyoung coos, much to yours and Seokmin’s shock as you both send him a questioning look.

“Since when did you start to want to walk in peace? Last time I checked you said loudness is your speciality when I told you to shut your mouth” Seokmin looks at the shorter one with the corner of his eye as he walks next to him.

As much as you hate to agree with Seokmin, you secretly do, almost nodding your head at his words.

Soonyoung just laughs, knowing he doesn’t have a good excuse for Seokmin’s frank words.

You all fall into a comforting silence, and you think it would feel even more comforting if your nemesis isn’t around, nevertheless, it’s comforting enough for you to look around the streets, admiring your surroundings before you notice that you have arrived at your house.

“Thanks for escorting me home, soonie, I’ll see you tomorrow” you pull Soonyoung into a hug that he happily returns. Of course not thanking Seokmin as well because obviously, you don’t think he had the intention of escorting you to your house.

“No worries” Soonyoung smiles, “do you want me to take you on a date tonight? I know some good restaurants out there if you like”.

A soft giggle escapes your lips as you take your keys out from your bag, “I would love to, but unfortunately I have work to do, maybe next time?”.

Soonyoung grins, “of course love, just say the word and I will be right outside your door, also, make sure to eat something before you sleep, I certainly don’t want my girl to be starved the whole night”.

“Will do” you smile at him before opening your front door, turning your head to look at Soonyoung for one last time to give him a flirty wink before getting into your house, closing your door after seeing how Soonyoung is waving at you until you are no longer in his sight.

“Dude, you do realize she is not your girl, don’t you?” Seokmin asks, not even bothering to hide the disgusted expression that forms on his face.

“Well, I would be more than happy if she was” Soonyoung answers casually, as if it’s the most normal thing ever. Truthfully, ever since you knew Soonyoung, he has always been a flirt, so you don’t really mind the affection you get or the pet names he gives you, and you are well aware that he is just being playful when he is acting as if he was your boyfriend, but you are also thankful for that fact because it does help you from getting rid of the guys who are constantly asking you out.

“Really? I expected better”.

“Like who? Yuna?” Soonyoung asks sarcastically.

“Absolutely no!” Seokmin sighs at the mention of the girl's name, who for god knows how long she be following him and Soonyoung around, not a single day where she doesn't constantly bother the both of them and ask them to hang out, which annoys the heck out of them.

As soon as you get into your house, you throw your bag over the big couch in a blink of an eye, heading to the kitchen to fill you a glass of water because you are parched to the point where you think you have swallowed a whole desert, probably because of the constant arguments you had with Seokmin this whole day.

“Fuck him for making me in this state” you curse Seokmin under your breath after taking a big sip of the refreshing water, “and fuck him for existing in my life”.

Letting out a sigh, you look around you for a moment, too lazy and out of energy to go to your room and change your clothes before coming down once again to make you something to eat.

“I’ll just make me some food instead of going upstairs twice” you mumble to yourself as you search for the ingredients you need, deciding to make some garlic butter pasta to eat before you start doing your project.

You groan as you remember the project that you need to submit, yes you can submit it next week but you want to finish it early so you don't have to worry about the days where Ahn asks you to teach her the subjects she doesn't understand, which happens all the time and usually takes a very long time cause your friend is kind of a bimbo who doesn't even understand the basics of each subject.

While you are making yourself pasta, your hear a ping from your phone, screen lighting up as the notification pops up, you take your phone to see who sends you a message, smile creeping up your lips as you see Soonyoung asking you if you have eaten anything yet, you don't reply, only sending him a picture of the pasta you are making, which he spams you with messages, telling you how he wishes he was with you, eating your delicious looking pasta.

You giggle, can definitely picture how silly he must looks while writing you this.

As you place your pasta on the plate you have taken out of your cabinet, you instantly take your phone with you as you head to your room, proudly smiling at your excellent job at making the pasta as you take the first bite, despite having to start on doing your project.

“That was delicious, time to start doing this fucking stupid project” you mumble as you place the now empty place over the bedside, checking the time to see it’s almost 8 pm, great job, you are supposed to finish it at this exact time but you being you, never been the one to go as planned.

Pulling your laptop from your desk, you open it and start on doing your work that is probably going to take hours to do, and you are feeling sleepy at this moment, to the point where you are considering doing it tomorrow, but you shake your head, telling yourself that you will finish it in no time. You hope.

Hour passes hour and you are done, “finally” you sigh, shutting your laptop and putting it back over your desk, taking the dirty plate along with you as you walk to the kitchen to place it in the sink, nor in the mood to wash it nor have the energy for.

You fall on your comfortable bed, back hitting the mattress as you snuggle down, pulling the blanket over your figure, disappearing under it, and instantly falling into deep sleep.

Morning comes in the blink of an eye, and despite that you fell asleep late last night, you still manage to look the prettiest.

“Morning Y/N” you hear Ahn’s voice, making you look up from your seat, greeting her with a sweet smile.

“Morning”.

“Umm hey, can I ask you something, but pretty please, don’t get mad at me” you see Ahn smile shyly, face slightly flushed as she takes a seat next to you.

“Of course you can, Ahn, you are making me feel like I have some serious angry issues by saying that” you giggle softly, already knowing what she is going to ask you for.

“And you actually do”.

You turn your head to see Seokmin, who is slightly hovering over you, smirking down at you, sitting in front of you, and secretly making Ahn drool at his appearance with his fitted white shirt, that hugs his firm chest and buff arms perfectly, and a pair of jeans that show his thick thighs, his outfit is simple, yet enough to make anyone salivate over his insane look.

“If that was true then I’m more than glad that you are the only one who gets to experience it, you should be flattered” you scoff at him, rolling your eyes before they settle back on Ahn, waiting for her to continue what she wants to say.

“Oh right, umm well, there are plenty of lectures in statistics that I can’t fucking understand and I’m really desperate this time because I don’t want to fail another subject” Ahn nearly cries, shaking your shoulders back and forth.

“I can teach you if you want” just before you agree on teaching Ahn, Seokmin interrupts, looking at Ahn over his shoulder with his right forearm hanging on the top rail, and Ahn agrees to his offer almost immediately, making you facepalm.

“What’s that? Are we doing a group study? Count me in then, I also don’t quite get the bullshit that the professor says in every class” you try to speak again but this time Soonyoung interrupts, has came a few moments ago after Seokmin got into the class.

You internally groan, balling both of your fists to not fume in front of the class, “alright you two” you mention to Ahn and Soonyoung with a sigh, “meet me in the library at the lunch break, I will be there” you try to give your best smile, but it completely fades as you throw a glare at Seokmin, who just looks at you with a smug grin before turning his back at you, getting ready for the class since the professor has come in.

As soon as your classes finish, and now it’s the lunch break, you go to the library as promised, plopping your books and textbooks over one of the many tables at the library, waiting for Ahn and Soonyoung to come, and they do in just a few seconds after you.

“Oh, you came- what the fuck is he doing here?” you look from your book to see your friends, only to see Seokmin, walking behind them, sitting next to Soonyoung who has sat across you. You totally forgot that he was also coming to your group sturdy as Soonyoung has described.

“I thought I said that I would teach Ahn earlier, didn’t I, tramp” Seokmin grins in a scoffing way, smiling up at Ahn when she sits next to you, and look at him with a shy smile.

“Oh shut up, trash bag, I’m more than enough to teach these two, you should just go and leave us alone, you are being a distraction” you huff, holding back yourself from chocking him and kicking him out of the library.

Seokmin’s eyes shift from his own textbooks to meet yours, eyebrows raised as a grin slowly creeps up his lips, “are you trying to say that I’m attractive?”.

You are taken aback by his words, both Ahn and Soonyoung look at you surprisingly. Taking a breath to stop yourself from saying that he indeed looks good but that’s not what you meant! Your reaction makes Seokmin frown as his eyes are trailing up and down your pretty face.

“Stop interpreting everything as you please!”.

“Well, you are still not denying it”.

“I am now” you gaze down at your books, “which subject are you struggling with, Soonyoung?”.

Soonyoung’s ears perk up at the mention of his name, “huh! Oh right, I’m finding difficulty understanding math, especially this” he points at an equation you find it so easy to solve.

“That one is actually easy” you utter.

“Well I’m not as smart as you” Soonyoung chuckles.

“You will get it, I swear” you chuckle along, patting Soonyoung’s arm.

As you keep on explaining math to Soonyoung, you hear some giggles coming from your side, it annoys you, you try so hard to explain the subject to Soonyoung while Seokmin and Ahn are exchanging laughs and small touches in the middle of studying.

You shut your eyes in an upset manner, thinking of telling them to shut the fuck up but it seems like Soonyoung can read your mind, he instantly holds your hand, shaking his head with a reassuring smile, indirectly telling you that it’s fine and that he is doing okay.

You sigh in defeat, nodding at Soonyoung before proceeding to explain another equation that he finds difficult.

“Take a break Y/N, I’m going to the restroom real quick” Soonyoung announces, getting up with a gentle smile.

“Alright” you return the smile with a soft one, nodding your head.

You let out a yawn that you cover with your palm, feeling tired with all the explaining and teaching that you have done.

Seokmin’s eyes immediately look over you, “looks like someone is pretty tired already, the same one who said she could teach two people alone”.

“Just because I yawned, doesn’t mean that I’m tired or out of energy to teach people, trash bag” what a lame excuse, you are not even sure why the heck you say it, to you it seems like the words roll off your tongue without thinking.

Seokmin tilts his head, amused by your persistence that he is so used to see, “you know-” he suddenly get interrupted by being slightly pushed to the side by someone, sitting right in front of which is Soonyoung’s place, “what the fuck-”

“Minie! I haven’t seen you in ages! Did you miss me” you cringe at the sight, Yuna, shows up out of nowhere with a big smile, clinging to Seokmin's arm and dropping her head to his shoulder.

“You literally saw me yesterday and no, I didn’t miss and will never do” Seokmin’s handsome face turn into a frowning one in instant, making him appear rather scary and cold, and hot. He tries to push Yuna away from him,, but she clings even harder.

Yuna giggles, “oh come on Minie, you don’t have to be shy” pathetic, you think.

“Don’t fucking call me that again!” Seokmin growls, eyes sharp and intimidating, making Yuna and also Ahn to jump slightly in their seats, a shiver run down their spines, while you are just watching with a visible disgust expression over your pretty face.

“A-alright, I was just playing around, Seokmin” Yuna mutters quietly, unwrapping her arms from around Seokmin's neck but still so close to him.

Seokmin just rolls his eyes, “move, that is Soonyoung’s place”.

“Well he isn't here for now” Yuna smiles, placing her hand over Seokmin's bicep, the sight itself makes you want to throw up, surprised by Yuna’s bold move to do it in the middle of the library, where lots of students are there to either study or read, “but why are you here?”.

“Study, are you blind?” Seokmin answers, not having any of Yuna’s shit.

She ignores his offensive words, instead she frowns and turns to look at you and Ahn, “with these two?” She asks in a judgmental way.

You raise a brow at how she is looking pointing at you and your friend arrogantly, “are you really asking after showing up out of nowhere?”.

“Rude, that's what I expect” Yuna utters, turning to face Seokmin with a pout.

“Rude?! Honey, you haven't even seen anything yet” you say sarcastically, and when it's true that you are not rude at all, but Yuna is someone who you can't really stand and vice versa, you are certain that she hates your guts, and while you don't know why, you also can't stand her cringy ass self, and how she always acts as a victim whenever someone accuses her of her bad behavior.

“I'm sure she has seen enough” Seokmin grins at you, and gosh how is he a master at interrupting people’s talk, not that you would want to hear Yuna’s high-pitched voice but still, you would rather hear her than hearing Seokmin’s irritating tone.

Yuna absolutely loves it, how even when she almost replies to you before getting cut off by Seokmin, she thinks that Seokmin is defending her and going against you.

“Wow, you are really talented at provoking people, you know?” You play with your pen, holding yourself back from hitting his face with it, but that one grin you hate the most is what making you reconsider your choice.

“I'm sure I know, thanks for the extra confirmation though” Seokmin smirks, looking directly at your annoyed, pretty face with his sharp eyes.

“I think I’ve told you before, do not talk as if we were friends!” You press your thumb hard on your pen, gritting through your teeth as you glare at Seokmin.

“Do you really think that you are so important to me that I must remember everything you have said?” Seokmin scoffs, tapping his fingers on the wooden table, hearing Yuna's little, satisfied laugh, as Ahn gulps nervously, clutching your top from under the table.

You sigh in frustration, throwing your head back, “blow me”.

Seokmin pauses, his tapping against the table stops mid-air as he stares at you, “you would like that, wouldn't you?”.

You instantly lift your head to look at him, pretty eyes widening in shock, feeling your cheeks heating up, not believing what you've just heard. Even Ahn and Yuna widen their eyes at Seokmin's words, jaws go slack.

“W-what the fuck did you just say?!” You curse yourself internally for stuttering, blushing a mess, and looking at the man in front of you in disbelief.

“Aww are you blushing? Gross” he says smugly, scrunching his sharp nose.

“Fuck you!” You kick his leg from under the table before getting up, thank god your next class is about to start, “I'm leaving”.

“What's wrong, tramp? Are you seriously that shocked?” The audacity of him to even ask you this. You are so close to bruising his face with your heavy books and wiping that stupid grin off his face.

“Shut up loser” you say over your shoulder, walking away with hurried steps only to be stopped by Soonyoung who appears in front of you, a confused and worried look on his face due to how fast you are walking.

“Woah why the rush? Where are you going?”

You sigh, having completely forgotten about your study session with Soonyoung, “I’m sorry Soonyoung but I have a class right now, can we keep the study for later?” you tilt your head as you ask.

“Of course babe, we can continue this anytime you want, you don’t have to apologize” Soonyoung assures you with a gentle smile, making his eyes turn into a crescent shape.

You return the smile, “thanks soonie, you are the best, oh right, Seokmin and Ahn are still studying there if you are wondering”.

Soonyoung nods at you with a smile.

“Yuna is also there, soonie, thought I would give you a warning for you to prepare yourself” you turn your back with a sarcastic smile, only to giggle when you see Soonyoung’s shocked face as he whispers, “you must be kidding me!”.

Shaking your head at the cute man with a pouty smile, you proceed to walk out of the library, heading to your class.

As soon as you sit on your seat, you rub your face with your palm, “Thank god Soonyoung didn’t notice anything, why the fuck did I walk away anyway! That’s not how I would normally act, the fuck has gotten into me lately! Why did Seokmin even say that? That trash bag, I’m sure he will tease to no end now, fuck him, and fuck him for saying that, now he would think that he has managed to fluster me, that giant, stupid man” you groan, placing your head on the desk, cursing Seokmin with every curse word in every language you know.

You are well aware of Seokmin’s teasing, and you are used to it since you have been his target for so many years now, yet he has never gone this far by teasing you, never has he joked about something sexual with you around, or more specifically, about you, so no one can blame you for being shocked or flustered, you were just caught off guard, nothing more.

When your classes are finally over, you feel relieved that your day has finally ended, quickly gather your things, and walk out of your class.

you smile at the sight of your friends, excluding Seokmin, as they wait for you at the gate.

“Finally it’s the weekend” you say while stretching your back.

“I know right, this week has been tough!” Ahn agrees. That’s when you realize that you have to act as if nothing happened back at the library, because Ahn was literally there.

“So, pretty, since it’s the weekend, how about we go to the ice cream parlor that I talked you about yesterday? You promised to come along once you are free, Ahn is also coming” Soonyoung wraps his arm, while Ahn nods at you in confirmation.

A soft chuckle leaves your lips as you nod, showing your agreement, “sure, I will come”.

You hear a loud ‘yes’ from Soonyoung as he throws a fist in the air, almost grabbing the attention from the students around. Your eyes find Seokmin’s, giving you a smug grin, making your eyes roll as you try to hide the shy smile from creeping up your lips, but it's not really helping with the blush adoring your pretty face.

“Let's go, I'm dying for some ice cream” Soonyoung walks first, gesturing his hand to follow him, which all of you do.

“You're still thinking of it, aren't you?” you hear Seokmin speak, and you turn to look at him to see if he means you, and he does.

Seeing his irritating smile, you feel heat on your cheeks, “of course not!” Oh crap, that is not the right answer, you should have acted dumb and asked what does he mean, not yelling at him with a flushed face that is telling him that this is exactly what you've been thinking about since he said it at the library.

You hate your mind for not focusing on your classes and instead have been fantasizing about what Seokmin had said, you are not sure why you keep thinking about that, thinking about him.

Your not-so loud shout grabs Soonyoung’s attention, as he looks over his shoulder at you in confusion, while Ahn gives you a weird smile, you are certain that she definitely knows what Seokmin meant.

Seokmin arches a brow at you in amusement, looking down at you with the corner of his eye as you walk beside him, “you sure? it's crazy to me how you got what I meant right away”.

“What are yall talking about?” Before you can even reply to Seokmin, Soonyoung interrupts with frowned eyebrows.

You are not certain what you should say, so you only gulp, shaking your head, ignoring Seokmin's glance at you.

“Don't worry about it, it's not like seeing us arguing something new to you” Seokmin is better than you at keeping his composure and convincing Soonyoung. He puts an arm around Soonyoung’s shoulder and walks him a few steps ahead of both of you and Ahn.

“What is happening between you two?! What's with the tension, Y/N? Yall were literally fighting yesterday” Ahn whispers to you, seeming really confused and shocked.

“Believe me, if I knew what the fuck is wrong with him I would have told you” you whisper back, but your tone is more aggressive than Ahn’s.

Ahn looks at you for a moment before a smile forms her lips, “maybe he is starting to take a liking to you, I mean, as long as I remember, Seokmin has never talked to you like that before, not to mention him not calling you by those mean names he would normally call you by”.

You know she is going to say that the minute you see her smile, your face scrunches when you hear those words, “oh shut up, Ahn, he definitely just wants to get a reaction out of me for his own amusement”.

“If that's the case, then he could have just continued to mess with you like how he is used to do since you always say it's for his amusement, not by flirting with you” Ahn shrugs her shoulders, nodding with a smile at Soonyoung when he informs you both that you've arrived at your destination, seeing how Soonyoung and Seokmin get in first with you and Ahn right after them.

Your heart tells you to agree with what Ahn is saying, but your mind is strongly opposed to it. It's silly, you think, why the heck Seokmin, your mortal enemy would flirt with you, he should acts as your enemy, he should call you by these mean names that you are used to hearing from him everyday, he should annoys you and argue with you just to get a rise out of you, not fucking flirts with you shamelessly, in the middle of the library, with the presence of your best friend and another girl.

You sigh, walking inside the ice cream shop along with Ahn, you glance at Seokmin, who is talking with Soonyoung as he chuckles while picking the flavor, “that might be the dumbest thing you have ever said”.

“I'm just saying” Ahn mumbles, lifting her hands in defense.

You huff, “anyway, I'm not discussing this further with you, let's just get some ice cream”.

Ahn nods, a small laugh leaves her lips causing the two men to look at the two of you.

“Have you girls chosen a flavor yet?” Soonyoung asks.

“I'm trying” you answer him, looking at the many delicious-looking ice cream flavors.

“Just go with chocolate, it's what you will end up choosing anyway” Seokmin grins at you, but of course it's a teasing one. You shouldn't be surprised by his words, he has always called you typical whenever you choose chocolate as your favorite ice cream flavor.

“I don’t recall asking for your opinion” you glare at him, hating the fact that he is totally right.

“Bold of you to assume that I will wait until you do” Seokmin scoffs, taking out his card to pay.

“Chocolate” you ignore his sarcastic response, giving the worker a smile as he nods at you, pulling out an ice cream disher, and scooping up the frozen treat.

“Do they ever stop arguing? Even the worker is confused” Ahn whispers to Soonyoung, holding the cone in one hand.

Soonyoung laughs, “it's actually kind of refreshing to see, you can never get bored with them around”.

Ahn side eyes Soonyoung, shaking her head at his stupid words.

“It's already been paid, ma’am” you frown at the cashier, tilting your head in confusion, you are certain you haven't paid for your ice cream yet, heck you just have pulled out your wallet to pay, but the cashier is saying that it has been paid, how is that?!

You feel Soonyoung’s presence beside you along with Ahn’s, “oh didn't I tell you? It's on Seokmin” Soonyoung utters, handing you your ice cream after seeing how you don't take it from the worker, whose hand been holding your ice cream for you to take for two minutes now.

“It's on who?” You inhale sharply, glancing at seokmin, who seems to message someone on his phone while waiting outside, feeling yourself getting slightly irritated.

You pull your ice cream from Soonyoung's hand, heading towards Seokmin with Soonyoung and Ahn following you. Standing before Seokmin, you see how he glances down at you from his phone screen, as if he is waiting for you to say something already, “do I seem like a beggar to you? I have money if you didn't know that”.

Seokmin rolls his eyes at your childish words, putting his phone inside his pants pocket, “it's not like I only paid for you, I paid for all of us”.

You ball your hands to hold back yourself from pushing the ice cream in your hand on his face, “you could have paid for you, Soonyoung and Ahn, without having to pay for me”.

Seokmin sighs, “I'm not the type to do something for people and exclude one of them”.

Just when you are about to argue back, Seokmin starts to walk away with Soonyoung following him after ruffling your hair, and whispering ‘he is right though’ to you.

You sigh, running your fingers through your hair to fix it, eyes are fixed on the ice cream you are holding.

“Come on, was that really worth it? You could've just thanked him or stayed silent at least, he did pay for us after all” Ahn groans beside you as you walk.

“I didn’t ask him to pay for me, so why should I thank him?” Your tone is cold, much unlike the warmth you feel in your chest when your eyes linger on Seokmin's back, as he laughs with Soonyoung. Yes, you don't always like it when people pay for you, but the small action from Seokmin does give you butterflies and you hate yourself for it.

“I can never change your mind” the words leaving Ahn’s mouth in a defeated manner do get a small giggle out of you, making her also laugh with you, “go on and finish your ice cream before it melts”.

You nod your head after rolling your eyes, starting to eat the tasty sweets.

“Why are you girls too slow? Hurry up” Soonyoung’s voice is loud, gesturing to you and Ahn to catch up with him and Seokmin. It's a beautiful sight with them stopping their tracks, waiting for you as the sun starts to set behind them.

And you do, fastening your steps until you and Ahn are too close to both of the men. Laughing and joking around, you want to cherish these kinds of moments, they are rare to happen when you have to focus on college all the time, making none of you all able to enjoy and live these days all the time.

You giggle at the way Soonyoung is telling his silly story about some embarrassing things that you can’t bring yourself to say it to anyone, your pretty sound of your giggle fill the people's ears around you, unaware of Seokmin's eyes at you, taking in your beauty and your breathtaking smile, he himself is shocked at how he almost lost himself in front if you, even though you are not technically looking at him at the moment, he knows how sharp Soonyoung and Ahn’s eyes are.

Pouting to yourself at how you arrive at your house way faster than you realize, you turn to face your friends, “I'll see you guys later, bye” you wave your hand at them ,in which they do the same to you, before going inside your house.

You instantly go to your room, taking a warm shower to regain your energy after wasting it all on laughing for the past hour, but it does feel good, it's not all the time you get to laugh like this. Getting out of your bathroom with a towel on your wet hair to dry it, you sit on your bed,mind is suddenly thinking about Seokmin, “screw him” you curse, feeling your cheeks heat up at the way he has surprised you today in more than one way.

“Fuck, stop thinking about him!” You kick your feet, almost start punching your head to stop yourself from thinking about how he paid for you, “he paid for Soonyoung and Ahn as well, Y/N, get it together!”

You sigh, not liking the effect Seokmin has on you at all, you are not how you are going to face him again, you don't believe yourself to not blush in front of him or worse, doing something you might regret later. You believe in your acting though, it will probably help, but you know damn well how luck isn't always on your side, when was it on your side anyway? You will probably embarrass yourself just like how you did when you got out of the college, gosh you don't even want to think about how embarrassing it was.

Brushing the thoughts away, you get up and dry your hair well, you don't want to sleep with your dear pillow all wet, would you? But even with doing that, you can't stop thinking about Seokmin, not even when you lay on your bed, trying to bring yourself to sleep, that damned man, you are afraid that he will appear even in your dreams at this point.

Eventually you sleep, and luckily you don't dream about Seokmin.

Days and weeks go by and nothing happens between you and Seokmin, and that's because of how you are doing your best at ignoring him whenever he is around, you are thankful that Seokmin isn't asking you about your weird behavior, apparently. But the thought is making you sigh in relief, that's what you want, him to not ask you since when you don't pick up a fight with him whenever you see him, to not ask you why you are not saying anything to him when he sits in front of you in your classes, to not ask you why are you evading every situation when he is present. You know it's stupid what you're doing, but you can't put yourself in a situation where no one would want to be in your place.

It's also worse when you can't get him out of your mind. No matter how much you ignore him or run away whenever he is around you, he doesn't seem to leave your mind.

“I will be at the library, it's empty for now, are you coming?” you ask Ahn while getting up from your seat.

Ahn shakes her head, “no, I have a class now, unfortunately”.

“Alright then, i’ll wait for you then” you pat her back before taking your books with you. It's only Wednesday where you have less classes than Ahn’s, so you think it won't hurt if you wait for her for only an hour or so. Walking to the library, which is as you think, almost empty, just a few students there, minding their own business.

You place your books on one of the empty tables at the back of the library, going to the huge bookcase to search for any book that catches your attention. You want to spend your alone time reading a book, instead of sitting alone without doing anything. Eyes wandering around the many books, you don't even realize how long you've been staring at them at all, mind is too busy looking for a book to realize how you've been standing there for a while now.

“It's my first time seeing you want to read a book, interesting”.

You freeze, instantly figuring out who this voice belongs to. You turn your head, hoping he is not the person you think he is, but of course he is, the one and only, Lee Seokmin, leaning against the bookcase while staring at you with an expression that you fail to read.

“W-what are you doing here?!” Your eyes are wide open, backing up slightly until your back hits the bookcase to create a gap between you and him, as if it's not big enough.

“It's a library, anyone can be here, no?” He asks, taking a few steps forward slowly, hands in his pockets.

“I didn’t mean that- hey! You are getting too close!” You lift your hands to stop Seokmin from getting any closer, both of your palms are pressed against his firm chest. You feel your cheeks getting warm, your attempt at pushing Seokmin back is weak when he is much stronger than you, not to mention how you suddenly lose the strength to even look in his eyes.

Seokmin ignores your words and how your fragile hands are trying to push him away, “think you can ignore me? Huh?” His tone is low, and it gives you tingles you've never felt before, deliberately pressing himself more into you, not giving you any space to move away from him.

“What are you talking about?” With shaky voice and hands you ask, deciding to act dumb in hope he would believe you weren't ignoring him on purpose.

“I'm sure you know what I'm talking about, if you think that I haven't seen how you run away whenever you see me then you are totally wrong, sweetheart” Seokmin grins at how adorable you look right now, small and cute before him.

“Th-that's not true” you try your hardest to appear the same as everyone knows you, strong and confident, but it's hard, so hard, you can't stay strong when he is talking to you in that tone, calling you with that pet name, placing a hand next to your head, and lowering his head to meet your pretty face.

“Oh? But I do think it's true, sweetheart, not only me but also Soonyoung and Ahn are saying what's gotten into you” Seokmin's hand finds its way on your thigh, making you yelp.

“Seokmin! What are you doing?!” You're quick to push seokmin's hand away from your bare and plush thigh, eyes widening and cheeks are colored light red.

“Answer me first, pretty, what was the reason for you to evade me for days now?” His big hand is flat on your thigh, long fingers are almost covered under your skirt.

“I told you I wasn't” you lie, pressing your thighs together at the ticklish feeling of his fingers almost grazing your hip and making your breathing unsteady, “Seokmin s-stop it!”.

“Do you really want me to stop?” Seokmin asks, stopping his fingers from going directly to your cunt, waiting for your answer that you don't seem to give, “fucking answer me, say that you want me to stop and I will not even show my face to you again if that's what you want”.

His sudden aggressive tone makes you jump, and a small whimper leaves your lips at the way his pretty fingers are hovering over your covered cunt, making you wet in no time and without even properly touching you, “no” your voice is just above a whisper that you can barely hear yourself, not sure if Seokmin even hears it, but you instantly get the answer when he smashes his lips against your own soft lips.

You instantly melt upon him kissing you, arms clutching his shirt as you try to catch up with his fast rhythm of kisses, his lips are soft yet hungry, devouring yours in a delicious way.

A whine of yours is swallowed by Seokmin when he bites your lower lip to give him access to your tongue, your mind was too occupied with following his aggressive kiss to mind how he has been licking at your lower lip. His tongue is inside your mouth in a blink of an eye, exploring your mouth whole and meeting your tongue.

He sucks your tongue after playing with it for a good minute, the action makes your knees weak and your heart flutters, you would have fallen to the ground if it wasn't for Seokmin's hand holding your hip tightly.

You part the kiss with a soft gasp to take a breath that you've forgotten about, only to feel Seokmin's lips on you again immediately, he is too addicted to how sweet your lips taste for him to let you leave his lips.

You moan, throwing your arm over his shoulder, running your fingers through his hair and bringing him impossibly close, this time allowing his tongue to tangle with yours with ease, humming at how good Seokmin's kisses are.

As you both are too immersed in your makeout, you aren't aware of the fact that someone is watching you, unlike Seokmin, who definitely knows who that person is. Yuna, whose jaw is almost dropped to the floor from watching you and Seokmin making out like some horny teenagers, she can't believe her eyes at the sight, she thinks she must be dreaming, there is no way you and Seokmin would be kissing each other. And before she knows it, tears are already filling her vision, yet she doesn't leave.

You yelp when you feel his fingers circle your covered folds, pressing his middle finger to your clit, making you break your little make out session with Seokmin to cover your mouth with your hand, preventing any sound from coming out.

“This wet already from kissing for just a little bit? How easy are you” he teases, kissing your jaw.

“Seokmin, n-no! People can see” you whine pathetically, grinding your hips on his hand despite your words of telling him to stop, and the blush adoring your face from his teasing words.

“Don't worry, pretty, no one is around” Seokmin places a kiss on your swollen lips before slowly pulling your ruined panties to the side, sharp eyes never leave your flushed face, searching for any uncomfortable sign to stop himself from going too far, but he is met with a pathetic ‘please’ by you as you chase his fingers.

Seokmin smirks, “please what, pretty?”.

“I need you, please” you throw your head back when Seokmin presses the pads of his fingers on your clit, teasingly moving his fingers in such a torturous way that a loud whine escapes your swollen lips, “s-stop teasing me”.

Chuckling at how adorable you are, Seokmin grants your wish, no longer teasing your cunt and instead, slipping his middle finger inside your heat, “so demanding” he smiles against your cheek, brushing his lips over your skin.

“Fuck!” You gasp at the sudden feeling of his long finger inside you, shutting your eyes tightly and biting your lips so hard that you're afraid it might start bleeding.

Seokmin slowly thrusts his finger in you before adding another, groaning at how tight you feel around his fingers, “you're so fucking tight, you sure you can take me later?”.

You can't even comprehend what he is saying, not when his slender fingers are doing wonders to you, reaching deep and bringing your orgasm in no time. His fingers are working so fast in you, going in and out at a brutal pace that makes you lose your mind.

You feel dizzy, not able to think about anything but Seokmin's fingers doing wonders to you, finger-fucking you so good as he adds just an enough pressure to your clit with his thumb, making you almost lose all of your senses at the spot.

“F-feel so good, I'm close, so fucking close” you mumble, resting your head against his shoulder, and clutching at his biceps tightly.

“Yeah? You're gonna come for me, darling?” The thought of making you cream around his fingers makes something click within Seokmin, and makes his cock twitch, and he is so desperate to make you cum all over his fingers after fantasizing about doing it for weeks now.

You nod repeatedly, pretty face pressed to the side on his chest, breathing uncontrollably with closed eyes and a flushed face. You feel Seokmin kissing your neck, sucking a mark at the crook of your delicate skin, making you shudder and whimper.

Seokmin gently pulls your head away from his chest, holding your jaw in one hand, fingers pressing your cheeks, placing a wet kiss to your pouty lips. He needs to see how pretty you will look when you finally cum and reach your orgasm, “cum all over my fingers, baby, you were so good to me”.

You feel your orgasm hitting you, white dots filling your vision as you see stars, “I'm cumming, I'm cumming” you whine loudly, so loud that Seokmin has to press his lips once again on your swollen lips to hush you, swallowing your moans.

“Quite, we don't want people to catch us now, do we? Unless you are into that” Seokmin grins against your lips, not for once slowing down the pace of his fingers.

You whimper in response, tears forming your pretty eyes at the pleasure that is too much for you to handle for now.

“That’s it, baby, you're doing so good” he praises you, loving how he has the power to leave you weak and whining a mess with almost no effort from him.

You've finally come, and come hard, but thanks to Seokmin's lips on yours, the sound is only for him to hear. You try to catch your breath after pulling away, chest rising and falling with every breath you take.

Seokmin pulls his fingers out of your cunt, not thinking twice before licking his fingers clean, groaning at the sweet, sweet taste of your juices, “gosh you taste fucking sweet, wish I could eat you out right now” he groans against your neck, resting his hands on your waist.

His words are enough to make you blush a mess, and you are about to grant his wish if only you weren't in the library, a huge fucking disappointment. You don't even know what should you do now or how you are going to continue living after what just happened, you have just let your enemy finger-fuck you and did nothing to stop him, it's not like you regret it at all, you just don't know what you are supposed to do.

“I-I need to go now, class is about to start” you lie, mumbling shyly with heated cheeks, not looking at Seokmin's eyes when he pulls back himself to look at you. Gulping nervously at the stupid excuse you give because Seokmin probably knows your

He hums, fixing your hair, “I will see you later then”.

You nod, lashes are lowered, walking to the table that your things are placed on with rushed steps, before getting out of the library, running to the closest restroom you can find to clean yourself, can still feel your cum dripping down your inner thighs, and you can't risk anyone seeing it.

“Fuck fuck fuck, what have I done!” You whisper to yourself as you shut the door behind you, a handful of napkins is in your hand to clean yourself from your juices. You can't believe what you just did, your hands grabbing your hair at the situation you've never thought you would find yourself in, staring at yourself in the mirror, you see your flushed face, you can't meet Ahn and Soonyoung while looking like that, heck how the fuck would you tell them what happened, you don't need to tell them, right? They don't need to know, it's better to be something between you and Seokmin, without anyone knowing about it.

Taking a breath, you get out of the restroom, wearing your confident face, hiding how nervous you are inside whenever someone looks at you, afraid that they might have seen you doing such a sinful thing in the middle of the library. Lucky for you, no one is being suspicious about you, you just need to hurry up and go straight to your house.

“Y/N!” Your heart jumps at the sound of your name being yelled, and your mind starts to overthink everything bad that could possibly happen. You turn your head to see who is shouting your name, only to see Ahn running to your direction.

“What is it?” You ask, gulping nervously.

“Where were you? Soonyoung and I were searching like crazy for you and Seokmin as soon as our classes ended” you stare at the breathless Ahn before you, holding both of your shoulders.

You stop thinking for a moment, “I-I told you I would be at the library”.

“Yeah, we went to search for you there but couldn't find you, but we saw Seokmin with Yuna” Ahn takes a deep breath before looking at your face.

“H-huh?” Your voice is quiet, not really understanding what you hear, “what do you mean?”.

“I don’t know, I just saw Yuna hugging Seokmin, I don't know what she was doing because her back was facing me, Soonyoung and I were confused, but he told me to go and search for you and he will go and talk to Seokmin”.

“And what Seokmin did to Yuna” you can't help but ask.

Ahn shrugs, “I don’t want to assume things but he didn't seem to push her away. I didn't get to understand the situation because Soonyoung asked me to go, he looked kind of serious, I got scared for a second”.

You fake a smile at the sound of Ahn’s giggle, trying to ignore the bitter feeling in your heart, “anyway, why were you searching for me, you need something? Because I'm going home now” You are quick to change the topic.

Ahn frowns, “are you okay?”.

You nod, trying your best to look as convincing as possible, “just fine, I'm done with my classes, so I'll be heading home now” you don't think you can stay here for too long, and you don't know why you're acting like that after hearing Ahn’s latest news about Seokmin and Yuna, it's not like anything happened! In fact, something did happen between you and Seokmin, so why are you overthinking with whatever happened between them anyway? But you wish you could persuade yourself like that, you need to get back home.

Ahn nods in understanding, thank god she is easy to convince, “alright, I'll tell Soonyoung that you've gone home”.

You smile at her in appreciation, “yeah, thanks”. Unlike Ahn, Soonyoung would definitely know that something is wrong with you, you are lucky enough today for not seeing him.

As soon as you arrive at your house, you sigh, getting inside in no time, and tossing your belongings away, lazily walking to your dearest bed and falling on it.

“What am I doing?” You ask yourself hundreds of times now, but you are not sure the meaning behind it, are you implying what happened with Seokmin, or the awful feeling of knowing that Seokmin was meeting Yuna just after you got out of the library? You don't know yourself, and you don't want to know, for days Seokmin has been driving you insane to the point where you didn't know certain things about yourself suddenly appearing.

You sigh, groaning as you hardly get up from your bed to change your clothes to something more comfortable – still thinking about Seokmin and what could've possibly happened between him and Yuna, you can ask Soonyoung, you can definitely ask Seokmin, but you won't, you can't bring yourself to do such a thing as this, you don't want Soonyoung to get suspicious and worried and you don't want to even see Seokmin for now.

You think it would be better if you just stop thinking and wait for tomorrow.

And you do, after spending your night in your bed, switching positions to get some sleep until you fall into a deep sleep, you wake up, getting ready for your day that you hope would be peaceful.

Well that's not until you are sitting outside with Ahn and Soonyoung, laughing with them as you explain statistics for them for the second time. Seokmin isn't there though, Soonyoung has nervously informed you and Ahn that he is kind of busy at the moment. Such a lame excuse.

“And that's how you get 6.5--” your words are cut off when you feel your shoulder being pushed to the side, making you turn your head in confusion, only to see Yuna standing before you, glaring down at you, “hey you!”.

You arch a brow at her, she is the last person you would want to see now, “you have a talent of interrupting our study sessions every time, did you know that?”.

“Think I didn't see what you did at the library?” She ignores your sarcastic remark, throwing daggers at you.

Your eyes widening, forcing back a gasp from leaving you, “what do you mean?”.

Ahn looks at Soonyoung in confusion, before Soonyoung frowns at Yuna, “listen, we are in the middle of studying, so we don't really have the time for your crap”.

Yuna scoffs, “I don’t think you will feel the same when I tell you that she was about to fuck Seokmin back at the library”.

Ahn gasps, covering her mouth out of shock, looking at you with widening eyes.

Soonyoung holds back a shocked laugh, not believing his ears, Seokmin? His best friend, has almost fucked you yesterday? He knows that something happened between you and Seokmin, more like Soonyoung was well aware of how you are ignoring Seokmin, and how Seokmin seemed to have changed his behavior towards you. No one noticed but Soonyoung, and when he confronted Seokmin about it, Seokmin admitted it, -much to Soonyoung's shock- and he knew that Seokmin went to the library after you after encouraging him to do so the other night. But he certainly didn't know that things would escalate between you two that fast, and he certainly didn't know that Yuna was present there.

You can't seem to utter a word, how the fuck does she even know that?! You are certain that you didn't tell Soonyoung nor Ahn, you don't remember seeing anyone walking on you and Seokmin, did Seokmin tell her? You doubt it but it does make sense since as you know, Yuna did see Seokmin after you left the place. The thought brings other bad thoughts of thinking that Seokmin was only playing with you, was probably using you or even worse, threatening you with it. You want to slap yourself from thinking that but you can't help yourself, and also not seeing him for the whole day is like an added reason for you to think like that.

Yuna grins at your silence, “do you want to know what he called you? A pathetic little slut” this is your last straw.

Before you know it, you leave the place, your feets leading you to god knows where, only stopping when you feel someone tugs at your arm.

“I demand an explanation” Ahn stops you, looking at you with worried eyes.

You hiss, “there is nothing to explain”.

“But what Yuna just said- wait!” Before Ahn can say anything else, you free your arm, running away.

Tears fill your eyes and stroll down your pretty face as you walk out of the college, running from the campus where Soonyoung, Ahn and Yuna, with some other people are. Not even caring that you've also forgotten to take your things with you, just rushing to your house and skipping your classes.

Soonyoung on the other hand is furious, he sees red when you leave the place, he never expects this is how you would react, knowing how you always stand for yourself. He knows that you've misunderstood the situation, but seeing you almost breaking down, makes him lose it, no one can disrespect you, no one dares to make you cry or sad, not when you are the one to comfort him whenever he is going through hard times, and that means years of doing that, so it's only normal for him to swear to himself that he will not let anything makes you sad.

“You've gone far with this, Yuna, what would you get from lying to her anyway?!” he growls at her that even Ahn flinches.

“Staying away from Seokmin” she answers truthfully, even with the nervousness filling her.

“As if Seokmin cares enough about you” Soonyoung scowls.

Yuna turns in her heels, walking away from Soonyoung and Ahn, she has just finished what has to be done, making you hate Seokmin again after knowing that Seokmin told her the other night that he only cares for you, and has his eyes set on you. Which is still hurting her like crazy.

“I'll take her things with me” Ahn mumbles softly, gesturing to your belongings that you've forgotten about. The scene has already grabbed the people's attention.

Soonyoung sighs, nodding his head, “I'm gonna talk to Seokmin”.

Ahn frowns when she hears Soonyoung mumbles, but decides to stay quiet and not ask questions.

Days have passed since the day you left the campus, and you haven't talked to Seokmin ever again, your evading has gone worse than the last time, you ignore him completely as if he never existed. Seokmin of course has almost gone insane, not liking how you are being so cold to him, ignoring him and not glancing at him once, whenever he appears, you disappear.

He tries with all his might to get you to talk to him, but you don't, you are not even giving him a chance to explain himself and that Yuna has lied to you, not replying to his messages, and Seokmin gets upset, he is trying so hard to get to know why the fuck are you being so stubborn but you're not helping with all the ignoring and evading shit.

So he gives up, he is not going to keep begging you for an answer for god knows how long, but he hopes for you to somehow let him explain things for you.

“Y/N, please, I'm begging you! You misunderstood everything, Seokmin never called you that, Yuna is just lying to you!” Soonyoung is almost on his knees at your door.

For seven minutes now, Soonyoung is trying to convince you that you just got things complicated, showing up at your doorstep late at night to clarify things for you after seeing how Seokmin has almost got depressed with the way you are not giving him a chance to talk with you.

“What do you mean that I have misunderstood everything? You didn't even tell me that Yuna was there at the library back then” being the stubborn woman that you are, you refuse to show that you've really screwed things up.

“What would you get from knowing that she was there!” Soonyoung almost yells.

“Are you being serious? Of course I would think that Yuna wasn't lying because she was there with him, not to mention how I didn't see Seokmin the day after!” You huff, matching his tone, not caring if your neighbors might hear you shouting at each other.

Soonyoung shakes your shoulders, “She is lying, Y/N, how can you believe someone you know doesn't like you and is obsessed with Seokmin, how can you believe someone's words over me?! Do you know how Seokmin isn't sleeping or eating well because of your stubborn ass?!”.

“Okay you're being dramatic there for a second but-” you push him slightly away, “but what if it's too late to talk to Seokmin, I mean I've ignored him enough, you see how he stopped talking to me as well” you lower your gaze, biting your lips.

Soonyoung smiles reassuringly, “it's never too late, I'm sure Seokmin will understand, trust me he is begging for a word from you”.

You feel heat creeping to your cheeks, “that's so unlike him”.

Soonyoung chuckles, “yeah, I know, but your attitude is making him a sick man now, you must talk to him”.

You think to yourself for a moment, should you go and talk to him now? It's better to clear things out face to face than on the phone, but what if he doesn't want to talk to you? What if he is so fed up with your childish behavior to talk things out with you?

As if Soonyoung can read your mind, he sighs, “you know Seokmin is not that bad after all, he won't make you feel bad about yourself for misunderstanding a silly situation”.

You nod, “alright, thank you Soonyoung, I'll make sure to talk to him”.

“Finally”, Soonyoung smiles, “let me know if anything happens, good night”.

“Good night”.

Shutting your door, you instantly walk back to your room, changing your sleeping clothes to a pair of shorts and an oversized shirt, taking your phone with you as you get downstairs again. You think you look crazy with how fast you are moving but you don't care.

“Fuck I think that's a stupid idea” reality hits you when you are in the middle of the street, close to Seokmin's place that you know like the back of your hand. You are suddenly too nervous to face him, not knowing what you should say first or what to do, “but what if it's real? What if I never thought of Seokmin only using me? Fuck I hate myself”.

“Should I just go back home?” You ask yourself, but it's too late to do so when you are already in front of his door. Never mind, it's never too late, he is probably sleeping so it's better to talk to him tomorrow.

But your body doesn't listen, instead, you knock at his door, freaking out when you realize what you just did, “I hope he is sleeping, please be asleep” you pray, clutching your shirt that reaches to your thighs, considering turning around and going back to your house.

You are brought to reality when you hear the door open, revealing Seokmin in a pair of gray shorts and black shirt, his black hair is wet and dropped on his forehead. He looks so good. The sight can make you wet if only you weren't this nervous about meeting him.

“Oh? Look who we have here” despite the snarky comment, there is no hint of sarcasm in his tone.

It’s like you lose all your senses when you find yourself grabbing Seokmin's nape, smashing your lips on his in a gentle yet desperate kiss, catching Seokmin off guard, eyes tightly shut as you do, pulling away after a few seconds to ask, “is that true?”.

Seokmin isn't confused, his perfect face shows nothing but seriousness on it, looking kind of intimidating, knowing damn well what you mean, yet he doesn't answer.

“Answer me” you pull his face closer to yours, “is it true that Yuna only lied to me? That you never thought of using me for your own entertainment?”.

Seokmin doesn't budge, “do you really think that low of me?” His hands are flat on the door behind you, shutting it as he leans his back down to match your height.

“I-it's not like that, I just over-overthought everything” you feel a wave of embarrassment inside you as you mutter quietly, not looking at his eyes.

“Sure you did, you didn't even let me talk to you for a minute, do you know how much of a torture that was? Not having my daily little fights with you, not seeing your pretty, angry face? How tortuous it was to only get a small taste of you and you decide to ignore me once again? I almost gave up on having you again” he kisses your ear, strong hand finding its way behind your back, holding your waist tightly.

“I-I didn't know that” you gasp softly, throwing your head back, giving Seokmin access to your neck to leave a trance of wet kisses along the delicate skin.

“I know you didn't” Seokmin sighs, cupping your face in his hands after leaving your neck to look at you, “let's just forget about it, hmm?”.

You shake your head, pressing your body into Seokmin's chest, instantly cutting his words when he looks at you in confusion, “I don’t want to forget about it yet, I want to make it up to you”.

Seokmin feels his shorts start to tighten a bit at the lusty look on your eyes while batting your eyelashes innocently at him, “Sweetie, you know you don't have to-”.

“No, Seokmin, I want it!” You cut him again, looking up at him with begging, due eyes, making Seokmin's breath hitches, “unless you don't want it?” You ask, looking so fucking adorable to deny, much opposite to how your hand sneaks to Seokmin's pelvis, letting it land on his lower belly, just above his dick.

Seokmin curses under his breath, “of course I want it, pretty” he presses his lips on yours rather aggressively, grunting at the taste of your lips that he misses so much. Large hand rubs on the side of your thigh, lifting it to his waist before picking you up easily and walking towards his room with you in his arms, not breaking the hot kiss once.

Seokmin licks your tongue once you open your mouth for him, not hesitating to push his tongue inside and meet yours, letting it tangle with your tongue sloppily as he dominates the kiss. And you already start to feel your panties stick to your cunt. He only parts your lewd makeout to carefully drop you on his bed, taking a quick look at how pretty you look laying on his bed, before getting on top of you again, capturing your swollen lips in his again.

“S-Seokmin!” you yelp against his lips, feeling his cold fingers under your shirt, carefully caressing the soft and warm skin, sending shivers to your body.

He only groans in response, letting his fingers feel the edges of your lacy bra that has his dick throbbing. Pushing your shirt up until it reaches just above your chest.

“So soft” he mutters, giving your plump lips a peck before tracing his kisses to your jaw and neck, marking and licking at the expanse of the soft skin. His hand gently palms at your covered chest, sharp eyes are fixated at sight of you squirming underneath him.

Seokmin takes off your shirt at a rapid pace, drinking on how you look with your bra only. He is shocked at how hard he gets with seeing you in your bra, not so sure how he can handle you without it. Long fingers cautiously find their way to your back, unhooking your bra and pulling it along your arms. The sight of you topless makes him drool, and you blush at the way his eyes linger on your pretty breasts for a bit too long.

“Seokmin, don't keep me waiting” you whine, face heating up and nipples hardening, you almost cover your torso with your arms.

Your pretty, pleading voice brings Seokmin back. He grins, “needy, aren't we?” Despite teasing you, he instantly dips his head down to your breasts, smushing his head into them, kissing the valley of your breasts before taking one of them in his mouth, licking and sucking at the perky nipple, biting on it gently and pulling away lightly with your nipple in between his teeth, before letting it drop back, “they are so fucking pretty”.

Your back arches as loud and sinful moans leave your lips, eyes rolling back and fingers running through Seokmin's wet hair, pushing him deeper into your chest, “f-fuck, M-Min” you breathlessly moan, squirming around due to the overwhelming pleasure that Seokmin is offering to you with just playing with your pretty tits.

Seokmin has a satisfied look on his face as he sucks on your tit, swirling his tongue around the wet nipple, nibbling on it as his other hand is occupied with playing with your other tit, giving it the same attention by playing with it, pinching the nipple hard enough to make you arch your back again, whimpering a mess.

Giving himself a break from bruising your poor tits, Seokmin stares at the beautiful canva he has just made. Soft skin is all covered with red spots everywhere, with the shape of his teeth on some parts of your skin after being bitten so hard by him.

Smiling to himself, Seokmin kisses down your bare torse as he gets lower, placing a one last kiss to your hip bone, hand caressing your thigh as his fingers tugs at the waistband of your shorts, slowly pulling them down your legs, leaving you in nothing but your drenched panties, “as expected, so fucking wet” Seokmin teases, running his long and pretty fingers over the skin of your plush thighs, making you shiver.

“Min, please, touch me already” you plea, rubbing your thighs together, trying to find any friction for your aching cunt.

Seokmin clicks his tongue in disapproval, “quit doing this or else I won't touch you, darling” he demands and you never oblige so fast.

“That's my girl” Seokmin smiles, pulling your thighs apart and rubbing his fingers on your covered pussy, adding enough pressure to your clit, “shit, baby, you're dripping”.

“P-please, Seokmin, I need you so bad, so fucking bad” you lift your hips, chasing Seokmin's fingers when he teasingly hovers them over your cunt. You don't think you've ever gotten desperate to have someone eating you out as much as you do with Seokmin, ever since he brought it up, you kept on thinking about it nonstop, and since it's happening now, you don't want anything but his mouth on you and his tongue deep inside you.

“So desperate, but since you asked so nicely, I shall give it to you” Seokmin rips you out of your panties, forcing your legs apart to see the what he has been fantasizing about for so long now, “such a pretty pussy” Seokmin groans, nuzzling his nose against your bare pussy, inhaling the sweet scent that drives him absolutely mad, feeling his boner so tight in his boxers to the point where he thinks it might pop anytime.

Before you can say anything, Seokmin dives in, flattening his tongue over your folds, licking and lapping at your juices like a mad man. His tongue expertly moves around your fluttering hole, sucking your clit harshly, sharp nose bumps against it with every suck he does.

You cry out, tears threatening to stream down your flushed face, fingers tugging at Seokmin's wet locks a bit too hard at how good he is eating you out. Seokmin's large hand holds your hip tightly at the way you're squirming around, eyes bore at you enough to tell you that he is basically saying to quit moving.

“Taste so good, so fucking good” he slurs into your wet heat like drunk man, drinking your sweet juices like a dehydrated man sucking at your pussy as if he is expecting water to come out. The tip of his tongue slips into your hole and that is it for you.

Without any warning, you come, and come hard over Seokmin's pretty face, staying there to catch your breath before freaking out internally, but once you weakly lift your head to mutter an apology, you're met with a satisfied smile grazing his lips, “did so good for me” he praises, capturing your lips with his in a gentle kiss.

You blush, holding his face to wipe your arousal that is covering his cheek and dripping down to his chin with your fingers, “why aren't you undressing?” You whine breathlessly when you realize that he is still fully clothed while you're completely bare.

Seokmin tilts his head slightly to take your fingers into his mouth, sucking them clean happily, making your breath hitches and your heart beats at the hot act, “I was desperate to claim you, angel, that I forgot to take off my clothes” he chuckles softly.

He presses his soft lips on yours gently, letting you taste yourself before dipping his head back to your pussy, sticking his tongue out to lick away your dripping arousal from your inner thighs to your wet folds.

“Gonna let me fuck you, baby?” He mumbles against your heat, nuzzling his sharp nose on your clit.

“P-please” you whimper, lifting your hips, showing him you are growing impatient to have him inside you.

Seokmin instantly gets up, taking off his loose shirt and exposing his firm torso. You almost bite your lips at the sight of his tan skin, defined abs and buff, veiny arms. Seokmin smirks to himself, loving how he discovers how your eyes settle on his arms for a bit too long, and he thinks he has to flex them on you one day. Taking off his shorts, you see how he is impossibly hard in his boxers, and lord is he big.

Well the answer is obvious when he pushes his boxers down, revealing his massive and hard cock, standing tall against his stomach. Pride swells in his chest when he sees how wide your eyes get, along with your agape mouth.

“Fuck you are so big” you utter quietly.

“Yeah?” Seokmin smirks, holding his dick with one hand and pumping it a few times, getting closer to your cunt with every pump he does. His cock is absolutely delicious, whether to look at or suck on, you might have considered leaving the fuck for later so you can take his big dick inside your mouth instead.

You nod repeatedly, not sure if he is going to fit inside you, yet you want his massive cock to bully your tight pussy more than anything.

He teases your entrance, rubbing his pink tip on your wet folds that have you curling your toes, “j-just fuck me already!”.

“I will, baby, what are you being so uptight for?” Seokmin teases you with a smug grin. It’s not fair that he teases you, and also teases your awaiting cunt, you want to argue about it but you fucking can't when it feels this good already. Seokmin just want to tease the hell out of you despite the urge to shove his dick all the way inside you, fucking you sensless.

You whine his name, the pretty sound urges Seokmin to slip his tip inside your folds, the sudden small stretch, and the slight burn makes you lift your head as a shocked gasp escapes you.

“Y-you're too big, too fucking big!” You cry, arching your back to an impossible degree, gripping his biceps for dear life. His fat tip is enough to make you cum instantly.

“Baby, I'm barely in” Seokmin grunts, trying to hold back the groans from leaving his lips at how tight you are.

Pushing his cock until almost half of his shaft is in you, Seokmin groans, gripping your hips tightly as if you are going to disappear at any moment, “so fucking tight, you need some time to adjust, angel?”.

You shake your head, soft gasps rolling off your tongue and tears streaming down your pretty face at the delicious feeling of Seokmin stretching you out, “n-need you to move”.

Seokmin loses it, he just needed these words to encourage him to move inside your tight, little cunt, and you also are begging him so pretty while crying, so who is he to deny you?

Seokmin pushes himself a bit more until he is balls deep inside you, you swear you can feel him in your throat at this point, he is so deep, reaching certain places you have never known they exist.

“S-Seokmin, please” you cry in frustration, he feels too good inside you to not ruin your pussy.

“F-fuck angel, you feel so good around me, so tight and warm” Seokmin praises, pulling his hips before slamming them back with a forceful one, knocking the air out of you.

His slow thrusts turn into a harsh and fast ones once he feels you relaxing underneath him, fucking into you at a rapid and animalistic pace that has you moaning a mess. You are certain that your hips are bruised now from how hard Seokmin is holding them as he slams into you. Long and hard cock slides in and out of you, making you feel every curve of his dick.

“Can't believe I missed out” you hear Seokmin groans, leaning down to meet your flushed face, wiping your tears with his thumb, “could've made you mine sooner” he mumbles lazily against your lips, yet his hips are still not slowing down a bit.

“F-feels good” you whine, clenching on Seokmin's dick as he works you to your second orgasm.

“Fuck, baby, s-stop clenching around me like that” Seokmin gasps, fisting the sheets right beside your head.

“I'm c-close, so close, y-you're gonna make me cum, min” you wrap your arms around Seokmin's neck, bringing him closer to your naked body.

“Gonna cum for me again, pretty? Cum all over my dick?” Seokmin is dying to get you to cream around his cock, desperate to feel your arousal coating his cock for the first time ever.

You nod, eyes rolled back when you feel the knot in your lower stomach is about to snap, “cumming!” You cry, letting out all of your juices.

“C-cum for me, angel, cum all over this dick as if you own it” you can't help but moan at his words, obligating pretty quickly to his demand.

You feel your own cum dripping down to your thighs, whimpering at the way Seokmin is still fucking you as hard and rough, working himself to his own orgasm.

“Feel so good, pretty, so fucking good” Seokmin nuzzles his gead in the crook of your neck, breathing in your sweet scent.

Just when he feels that he is at the verge of cumming, he pulls himself out of your spent pussy, cumming all over your belly and tits.

“No! I wanted you to fill me up!” You whine, sighing when Seokmin collapses above you, rolling to the side and holding your waist tightly.

“Y-you wanted me to do what?!” Your words catch him off guard.

“Wanted you to stuff me good with your cum” you mumble shyly, resting your head on his chest

Seokmin curses himself internally for feeling himself growing hard again just by your words, “baby, you should have said that while I was still fucking you, I would have fucked all of my cum inside that tight, little pussy of yours”.

You giggle shyly at his words, feeling your cheeks heating up.

“But now that I've made you mine, I'll be sure to stuff you good at every chance I get” Seokmin grins teasingly.

You stay quiet for a bit, making Seokmin think that he has made you uncomfortable or that you don't want to be his just yet, “when did you start to like me?”.

“Gosh Y/N, you scared me” he groans, running his fingers through his locks with his eyes shut.

“I'm serious though!” You pout up at him.

“I don’t know, I guess when you, Soonyoung and I were walking you home, something just didn't settle right with me at the way you and Soonyoung were talking” Seokmin feels heat rushing down to his neck, covering his face with his forearm.

You frown, “you mean because we were flirting?”.

Seokmin just nods in defeat.

“You are so cute, Seokmin, I never thought you would be so jealous” you instantly hug him, giggling at how adorable he looks.

Seokmin groans, hiding his face in your neck.

“You know you don't have to get jealous though, you know better than anyone how flirty and affectionate Soonyoung is” you reassure him with a soft smile, running your fingers through his soft strands.

Seokmin nods, “I know, but I couldn't help it, you even winked that cute wink of yours at him!” Seokmin whines, his hair tickles your neck with every move of his head.

You can't believe this adorable and sweet man is the same man who rocked your world minutes ago.

“I know I did” you tease, chuckling lightly at the way he pouts, “but it's not like you are the only one who felt like that”.

Seokmin shifts his eyes to meet yours in confusion.

“What? Forgot about Yuna?” Your tone is playful yet has some sort of seriousness to it.

Seokmin scoffs, rolling his eyes, “of course I forgot about her, why should I remember her when I've got the prettiest girl here with me”.

You can't stop the smile from forming your lips, along with the blush adoring your cheeks. You hate how smooth he is with his talking, how he is able to fluster you randomly.

“Were you jealous of her?” Seokmin lifts his head, smirking down at you as his fingers run delicately over the skin of your waist.

“Hell nah!” You smack his chest lightly, embarrassed by the way he is making you feel, even though you just admitted that you were indeed feeling jealous when you saw how close Yuna was with Seokmin.

Seokmin laughs, holding you closer to him, “you know I only love you, you know that I've never liked Yuna”.

You nod slowly, feeling relieved at the reassurance from him. Seokmin smiles, pecking your lips gently.

“Anyway, time to take another shower” he jokes, getting up from his bed and yanking you with him, holding you in his arms as he walks to the bathroom.

“Fuck, slow down!” You hiss at the pain on your hips and core, your legs giving out.

“That's why I'm right here with you, baby” Seokmin lifts you carefully, sitting you in his bathtub and letting the warm water run down.

“This is good” you nod as a sigh leaves your chest.

“Round two?” Seokmin gets in with you, hitting your back against his chest as he whispers those two words playfully into your ear.

“You're insane” you breathlessly laugh, but maybe you do let him fucking you again in the warm bathtub.

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[angelwhisp3rs]

∞ ₒ ˚ ° 𐐒 obsession

Pairing: ID!Leon x Fem!Reader

Summary: Training the rookies was a pain until he met her. His sweetest new obsession, he wouln't stop till he was buried deep inside her.

Tags: smut, fluff, age gap (not too much! i imagined leon being 37 and the reader being 23-25, so everyone is legal and consenting! Its not his age in ID but i use it only bc of the character background), p in v, eating out, riding, breeding kink, leon is obsessed!, a small housewife kink.

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ on repeat: exo - obsession

Notes: Got too excited and posted without proofreading it! If i missed anything, please let me know so i can correct it! Also, when will tumblr make a pastel pink theme for the dashboard? I hate that everything we have is either a sad/gloomy hipster or raging gothic theme.

From all his years working at the D.S.O, Leon was stressed pretty much all the time, never catching a break, too exhausted. That showed on the increasing wrinkles forming from his frowns, and the occasional white hair that appeared on top of his head. In his non-existent breaks, he had another thing on his belt: training the new agents.

At first, it was a pain in the ass, watching those morons do the same mistake over and over, it really made Leon think it was getting too easy to be a D.S.O agent. Some repeated the same mistakes over and over again, and because of it, Leon frequently lost his patience, soon getting known as a hardass. 

As time went by, he began losing hope for the future of the department, until she came through. Pretty body, voice as soothing as a canary and delicious lips that called for him. And the best thing was that she was better than all of these morons, throwing down even the experienced rookies.

Since Ada, Leon didn’t know what it was like to be this obsessed with a woman. He wanted to know her next step, have her by his side all the time, know how her soft skin feels underneath his rough fingertips. He dreamed of her, and caught himself checking her out more than he should. Chris always teased him in private, telling him “his star student is making him turn back to his twenties”. God, they had a small age gap, but thinking about it only made his cock throb. Maybe dealing with rookies made his mind turn him back to his twenties.

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As their “graduation” got closer in time, all the new agents began training more, but none were like her. She came in first and left after all of them, always using the training gym by herself the most she could. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Leon offered private training, becoming a private tutor to her.

Instead of making things easy, it just caused him to become even more addicted to her - he now knew her thoughts, her quirks and her perspectives. As they spent more and more time together, it was clear that she found him attractive too - he knew he was still successful with women, after all (even if he was more dumped than anything). Leon had cemented in his mind that he needed her, and now he just needed to find a way to approach her.

She will be all his.

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One of the nights, he had to spend in his office reading and filing boring documents, Leon heard a gentle knock on his door. “Come  in” he simply answered, and to his surprise - and excitement, it was his little star. She entered his office, and her usual sparkly eyes were dull, the poor thing was too tired, working herself too much.

“What happened, rookie? You look exhausted. Working too much to bring me down?” Leon said with a smirk

“Ha, you wish, sir.” Oh, how that term made his pants tighten. “I just came for help, I don’t know. I’ve been focusing on sharpening my skills for the admission test, but I don’t know…” she said unsure

“Hey, don’t tell the rest, but you’re the only one that I would bet on getting in” he reassured her, standing up and taking a seat beside her in his couch “You’re too much in your head, agent”

“I know, I just can’t turn it off…” she whined, making Leon think how she would sound if he made her cum around his cock 

That 's it. That was Leon’s chance to get his favorite student. He put a hand on her thigh, not too close to her precious cunt and said quietly to her “It’s alright, sweetheart… I can help you, if you want”

She knew where this was going, and it turned her on more than she thought. Feigning innocence, she pulled a strand of her hair behind her ear, nodding “But… How, sir?” and looked at his lips

Leon smiled, caressing her jaw “let me fill your mind, rookie. Why don’t you sit at my desk, hm?” 

She stood up and slowly went to his desk, sitting on it and letting her head fall to the side, as if to question him “what’s next?” with her body language. Leon follows her, standing between her legs and letting his hands caress the outer side of her thighs. His face lowers to her neck, his kisses and his stubble causing a warm sensation to run through her skin. A soft gasp left her lips, her hands caressing the back of his head.

Feeling him smirk against her skin, he kept placing slow and gentle kisses, adding some nibbles on the mix “That’s what my best student needs, right? A real man to touch her”

He lays her on his desk, pushing his papers aside, pulling her hips into his - his cock adding a nice weight to her sensitive wetness. He slowly pushed her shirt up, watching her beauty for a moment “You’re perfect, baby”. As he whispered the praise, her cheeks blushed more, a soft giggle leaving her lips. He finally kissed her lips and both were hungry for each other, to quench the thirst they had been accumulating after months. 

Leon swiftly undoes her bra, not wasting any time and circling his tongue around her nipples, sucking and lightly nibbling it. Underneath him, her breath quickens, as she whines freely as he teased her. Trying to ease their ache, Leon grinds their centers together, his cock so hard that his zipper presses against his member.

Soon, he removed her pants, kissing as her skin showed - inch by inch. Again, his stubble creates goosebumps in her legs, as he worshiped her body - she deserved it, after all, he wanted to make her addicted to him and his taste. Watching her panties so drenched as they were glued to her pussy, he couldn't help but nuzzle into her bundle of nerves, causing a gentle jump on her. He kissed and licked the wet spot, as if trying to eat her up. 

“F-fuck, please take them off, sir” she whined, not even realizing that she kept the term. Leon, deciding that he wasn’t in a teasing mood, guided the clothing down, letting his pretty star all spread on his desk - his to take, to tease, to fuck, to breed. 

“Shit, baby girl, you are so wet for your teacher… you wanted me to take you, right? You wanted me to go crazy and drench my face with you. huh?” He teased her as he got on his knees, aligning his face against her cunt. She was so red, puffy and wet, not even the most delicious candy could compare to her.

His tongue tasted her at first with kitten licks, causing a loud moan to rip from her mouth. “Keep quiet, sweetheart. We don’t want anyone coming here and seeing you spread out like a needy slut, right?” at his comment, and as if teasing her, he finally sucked and rolled his tongue around her clit, letting his index finger circle her wet entrance. Almost as if she was distressed, she cupped her mouth with her hand, rolling her eyes back at the pleasure. 

Pushing his finger forward, slowly, until he's entirely inside her, he kept eating her out with gusto, as if he was a starved man. Soon, what was one finger turned into two, her juices were flowing through his palm as he began to be more desperate for her - but he wouldn’t stop till she let him taste her entirely. “It feels good, doesn’t it, my doll? I’m the only man and only one for you, gonna make sure to keep this pussy satisfied till I die”.

His fingers and mouth worked more ferociously, pussy drunk wasn’t even close to describe how he was feeling.On the other end, she had tears in her eyes as one hand didn’t leave her mouth as the other one tugged his hair hard, making him moan against her drenched cunt. “S-sir, o-oh g-god…need to c-cum!” she pleased, looking down at him with glazed eyes.

“Do it, baby girl, give it to me” he ushered her, maintaining the pace till she finally coated his fingers, tongue and mouth with her essence. As her ‘little death’ came, she felt as if fireworks erupted inside her mind - none of her exams daring to creep up on her mind.

He praised and marked her thighs as she came down from her high. The girl pulled Leon into a passionate kiss, smiling in contentment, reaching cloud 9000. Pulling away, she whispered against his lips “Let me repay you, Leon. Wanna make you feel just as good”

“Not today, doll.” He whispered, sitting back in his chair and pulling his pants and underwear down, patting his lap “I know how to help you even further”, he said with a wicked glint in his eyes.

Like an excited bunny, she hopped off his desk and jumped into his lap, resuming her kisses on his mouth - casually descending into his jaw and neck, enjoying the pleased hums that he lets out. He palmed her ass and firmly grabbed it, giving some gentle smacks as she had his fun with him. To Leon, in all of his life, that was his happiest moment: having his pretty princess on his lap, all naked, hypnotized in kissing and feeling him up. 

“Go ahead, baby, let me finally empty your mind and use you” he calmly ordered her, caressing her cheeks adoringly. Soon, she positioned herself and slowly sat down on his cock, rolling her eyes back and holding into his chair behind him. 

“S-so b-big…” she moaned, her head falling into his shoulders as the girl swallowed all of him. She was so tight, wet and perfect, Leon almost came deep in her cunt just by her inserting him. His head got dizzy for a moment, his hold on her ass tightening, as he grunted and pressed his eyes closed. 

Dedicatedly, she began jumping up and down on his cock, their skin slapping as the woman looked directly into his eyes. If anyone saw them at that moment, they would attest that both had heart in their eyes. her tits jumped up and down in front of him, making his tongue and fingers play with them as the couple lost their minds in pleasure.

“Good job, doll… jumping on my cock like the good girl you are… it’s all for you, always for you” he said rambling in pleasure,  busying his mouth to tell her praises and roll her sensitive nipples on his tongue, as her cunt drenched his cock, causing a white ring at the base.

Holding tightly into the back of his chair, her hips worked even faster on him, making Leon moan more frequently in pleasure, slapping her ass, leaving behind his handprints on her pretty skin. His head falls back as he watches the goddess in front of him taking what's hers and milking his cock into her hungry pussy. He would make sure that she passed her admission check, so every end of shift he would breed her cunt, till she is finally all of his - the mother of his children, his pretty wife. But that’s a talk for later.

After some minutes pass, Leon takes over and thrusts from below, making her body turn into his own ragdoll, her moans flowing freely into his mouth. Some minutes passed, and both were on the brink of their orgasm, so close to reaching their true paradise “Will you let me fill you, doll? Make your womb so full of me, gonna make you get home with me drenching on your legs” he taunted her.

Not handling much more teasing, and his words serving as a catalyst to her peak, she nods and coats his cock with her sweet arousal, biting down on his shoulder to drown out her sounds. Her roughness and the new tight hold on his cock makes him spill into her gummy walls, emptying himself. Finally, he marked her as his. His doll, his love, his property.

Both were coming down from their highs, trying to control their breathing, letting their heartbeat slow down. He caressed her hair, kissing her cheeks and nuzzling their noses together, all smiles. “So, did I help?” he asked jokingly.

“Didn’t even know why I came here” she answers teasingly.

From now on, Leon would never be exhausted for the wrong reasons ever again.

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[thesecretwriter]

how each moon boy would react to an argument with you (sfw) – part 1.  

summary: what the title says!

warning: angsty angst.

word count: 1.1k

a/n: I’m feeling angsty lately, so here you gooo! ALSO, there’s more context to the situation of these headcanons, but they’ll be revealed in part 2. So don’t go hating on the moon boys just yet.

minors/ageless blogs dni.

Masterlists

part 2

Steven Grant:

“Are you really gonna bring this up now?”

His tone had you looking at him as if he grew another head.

“When else would be a good time to bring this up, hmm? Because I think now is the most appropriate time,”

Steven rolled his eyes as he took off his jacket and sat on the couch facing you.

He had come home from significantly late with no explanation. You found out through social media that he went to an event celebrating Layla without informing you.

“Its late and I’m tired,” he said as he rubbed his face and sighed heavily.

Oh, he is tired?

“You don’t think I’m tired? I understand you have a past with Layla, but the way you go about doing things is exhausting me. All you ever do is talk about her. Everything is Layla this and Layla that,”

You explain to him out of frustration.

“She was right about you,” he says with a hint of sass.

“What do you mean by that?” you asked with furrowed brows.

“I mean that maybe Layla was right about you being controlling. Why do you think I never told you where I’m going. You would’ve tagged along and dampened the mood.

Wow, wow. So, Layla and he talk about you.

“I can’t believe the words that are coming out of your mouth. If you have an issue with the way I am then you should address it to me. Not go and talk to your EX-WIFE about it,” your voice had increased towards the end as you glared at him.

“Its not my problem if you’re insecure,” he said with a shrug.

Each word from him added more cracks to your already breaking heart.

You shook your head at him wordlessly and began to look for your bag and jacket around his apartment.

He sat upright on the couch and watched you with confused furrowed brows.

“What’re you doing?”

Once you gathered your things, you walked towards the door with him now trailing behind you.

“I asked you a question,” he said firmer.

You looked at him with unshed tears and saw his expression soften.

“Leaving,” was all you said before unlocking the door and walking away from him.

Steven cursed under his breath and walked after you.

“Y/n, its late. Stop being ridiculous,”

That ticked your off even further. You abruptly turn around to face him.

“I don’t expect you to be concerned about me anymore. Go ahead and worry about your precious Layla and her thoughts on our relationship,”

You left him standing their speechless as you exited his apartment building. Steven was left feeling an ache in his chest and the weight of his actions and words.

Marc Spector:

“Look at the state of you,”

Were the first words Marc heard upon returning to the apartment. He had been gone for days and you had no way of contacting him.

“Y/n, please. I just want silence,” he said tiredly and sat lethargically on the bed.

“You can’t expect me to not be panicked when you come home with a gunshot wound. Did you even go to a hospital?” you ask in disbelief.

“I can take care of these things on my own,” he groaned and moved to face you.

“Marc, I can’t keep seeing you like this,” you admit to him.

Each time he left that door you would say a silent prayer to ensure he would come back to you.

“You knew what this relationship was going to be like-“

“Yes, but I didn’t expect you to be coming home like this,” you motion to his form.

Marc was growing annoyed.

“This is my life y/n, what do you want me to do?”

Your eyes searched his tired ones as he spoke.

“Exactly Marc, this is your life. I want you to take care of it,”

He scoffed at your words.

“I don’t need you to tell me how to live my life,” he said bitterly.

“That’s not what I’m-“

“Save it, okay? I already deal with enough when it comes to Khonshu. I don’t want to deal with you as well,”

“Deal with me? What? Marc, what have I ever done to make you feel like this? Me being worried about whether your alive or not upsets you?” you asked a string of questions as endless thoughts ran through your mind.

“Just go,” is all he said as he turned his back to you and laid on the bed.

You watch his form, waiting for him to take back his words, apologise… do something – but he just lays there.

You nod to yourself and gather your belongings to leave. It was well into the night and significantly late, but you did as he said and walked out that front door.

He laid in bed with his thoughts, thinking whether pushing you away was the right choice.

Jake Lockley:

You walked into the bar to see him stood rather close to an unknown woman.

With anger running through your veins, you walk up to him and see his eyes slightly widen when he sees your approaching him.

“What’re you doing here?” he asked with a monotone.

“I’ve been waiting for you at home for the passed 3 hours,” you said as calmly as you could.

The woman standing close to him looked surprised at your words but made no move to walk away from the obvious situation.

“You should’ve kept waiting,” he said uninterested as he took a sip from his drink.

You watch him with narrowed eyes as he looked back to you.

“Is this how its going to be? You’re going to act like a total stranger in public and my boyfriend in private?” you asked feeling hurt.

He hummed at your words and sat up straight in his seat at the bar.

“You’re clingy,” was all he said, knowing that those words would hit you harder than anything else.

Throughout your life, you always had someone to be around. Your parents, siblings, friends and now in a foreign country you found solace with Jake spent every waking moment with him when you could. It was normal for you, and he didn’t seem to mind it.

“Clingy?” you asked as you choked back tears.

Jake clenched his jaw slightly before relaxing and putting his arm around the shoulders of the woman next to him.

“You heard me,” he said with a chuckle.

You took in a deep breath to compose yourself. Clearly you were not wanted nor needed here.

“Okay, if that’s what you think. You can have all the space you want from now on,” you said and turned to walk away.

“Is she actually you girlfriend?” asked the unnamed woman.

“One of many, hermosa,” he said under his breath.

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[angelltheninth]

Striker Fucks You Instead of Killing You

Pairing: Striker x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, assassin work, rough sex, degradation, tied up, slight knife play

A/N: Now that he went from cool badass to absolute unhinged loser I kinda like him more.

You were a very high paying job for him, a high profile target

If he could complete this he can break his terrible streak of failed kills he's been on lately

And really, Striker needed a win

But when he broke into your bedroom he didn't see a target that he needed to kill, he saw a perfect chance to fuck

Which is something he hasn't done in a bit, with him being more focused on making money so he could buy more angel weapons

He won't need those with you but a bit of rope won't hurt, too much

"Listen here sweet cheeks, you stay quiet and don't make a sound and we can make this go fast and easy." He spun his knife in his hand, the other pressing against your shoulder. "Give me any trouble and this is about ta get real ugly for ya."

You'd heard of this assassin before, your own family had deals with him in the past. "Are you sure you want to kill me? You know we can pay you a lot more right?" You tried to smile through the fear but he saw right through you, laughing in your face and pushing his weight on you to stop you from struggling.

What was... oh... that is not a knife or a gun down there. Was he some kind of sick freak that got off on killing his targets? It wouldn't surprise you that there were people like that in Hell.

"I don't really have to kill ya. Just ruin you enough that your dumbass family backs away from making a deal with my employee's competitor. But ya know, there are other ways to ruin a pretty little thing like yourself."

You felt your body warm up when his hips moved against yours

Indeed fucking an assassin for hire would be a bad look for your family

That is if he told anyone about it

Always a chance you can buy his silence after you fuck

Whatever his price you knw you can afford him, you're not royalty but your family is pretty well off

Striker spread your legs apart to make more room for his hips, "What's this here? Why so wet? Are ya a freak who gets horny from being threatened or some shit? Pervert." He didn't hesitate to rip your underwear to shreds with his claws, "Yeh, like I thought. A pervy little bitch."

"Oh please. You're flattering yourself way too much."

"Give me all the attitude ya want sweetheart. I'll fuck it right out of ya." Striker pushed his hard cock against opening, rubbing it up and down and gathering the wetness on his cock. You didn't even notice him pull it out of his pants. "Gonna make ya come harder then any demon ya've ever been with."

There was nothing gentle about the way he fucked you

Some of your other lovers went at least a bit easy on you out fear of putting bruises on you and getting caught up in your family's crosshairs

Not Sriker though, he fucked you like he hated you, probably because he did

His hand was over your mouth to silence the many high-pitched noises you made every time his hard cock slid back into you, his pace rough and almost abusing your pussyhole

Which was exactly what he seemed to want to do

"Making all kinds of pretty noises for me. I can tell ya ain't never gotten fucked raw like this. Your cunt is so responsive to me, fuck, I just might have to give it a creampie after all." His tail moved happily from side to side when he felt you tighten but saw your eyes go wide with fear. "What's the matter baby? Don't want to have some bastard imp's bastard kid? Aww, now that would really ruin ya."

You bit into his hand as hard as you could, letting him know exactly what you thought of that idea.

"Ouch! Ya little bitch, haha, ya got a lotta guts I'll admit that much. Fine. Maybe it'll be more fun if I ruin you slowly, over time." If a game of cat and mouse was what you wanted then he was more then willing to play it. More money in it for him at least. "I'm gonna come back here every time I'm done with a job. And ya better hope it goes well."

You couldn't stop your pussy from clenching around his cock, your head thrown back and releasing the loudest moan yet. Striker pulled out barely seconds from finishing, shooting his hot white cum all over your lower stomach. "Holy shit, ya really do get off on threats. This is gonna be so fun."

#helluva boss x reader #striker x reader #helluva boss imagine #striker imagine #helluva boss headcanon #striker headcanons #helluva boss fanfiction #striker fanfiction #helluva boss x female reader #striker x female reader

[joelsgreys]

more hearts than mine

Frankie Morales x Female Reader

summary: Frankie promises you he’s not going anywhere.

warnings/tags: 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI. no physical description of reader, no mention of her age, reader has both of her parents, reader has a little sister (15 and unnamed), reader has a close relationship with her family (cannot say i am writing this from experience oop), reader is from a small, unnamed town somewhere in the midwest (state not specified), established relationship, mention of ex-boyfriend, mentions of alcohol consumption, reassurance, fluff, smutty themes towards the end but no smut.

word count: 2k

a/n: this was not planned and very spur of the moment. i think i needed a palette cleanse from writing so much joel. it’s my first time writing for frankie but i like the way it turned out. <3 i it’s 3 am, i wrote this in an hour and it is not proofread, so please excuse any errors. this is based on a song called more hearts than mine by ingrid andress.

“It’s late,” you worry. “Where could they be?”

Amused, your mother watches you anxiously pace back and forth in front of the dining room table. “My darling, can you please relax? They probably hit some traffic on their way back home from the lake. I bet you anything those two will be walking through the front door any second now,” she assures you. At that precise moment, her cell phone vibrates on the table, the loud buzzing noise garnering her attention. She picks it up and raises her eyebrows in complete surprise. “Oh. Or maybe not. Your father just texted me and said they’re stopping for a couple of drinks at the bar. He says not to wait up for them.”

Halting mid pace, you whirl around and stare at her. 

“You’re kidding?”

“Nope.” She shows you the text. “See?”

“Jesus,” you mutter. Shaking your head, you drop down into the chair across from hers.

“That’s a pretty good sign. Don’t you think so, honey?”

It is because your father taking your boyfriend out on a fishing trip and then taking him to his favorite bar for drinks afterwards means that their time alone together has gone well. But, even though your father had clearly taken a liking to him, he won’t ever show it. Sure, he’ll buy him dinner and he’ll buy him drinks, he’ll check his tires and take a look underneath the hood of his pickup truck to make sure everything looks good, but he’ll do it with a scowl on his face and a standoffish attitude.

“He hates me, baby. Your old man hates me,” Frankie declared after his first dinner with your family. You had both arrived in your hometown that same evening after a gruelling, sixteen hour drive to the midwest. Despite being exhausted from the trip, he’d put his best foot forward for them—he’d charmed your mother and your little sister, had them both wrapped around his finger by the time dessert had been served. But your father, oh he had been much harder for him to win over. “He barely said two words to me all night.”

“My dad doesn’t hate you,” you swore to him, rubbing a soft, soothing circle into his broad back. “Do you want to know how I know that?”

“How?”

“Because he poured you a drink.”

He’d snorted. “What, and that means he likes me?”

“Let’s not get too ahead of ourselves,” you joked with a giggle. “It’s still too early to tell if he likes you. But one thing is for sure, he doesn’t hate you. He doesn’t break out a bottle of whiskey for someone he hates, Frankie.”

Sighing, you lift your legs, pulling your knees up to your chest.

Poor Frankie. He’s probably spent the better part of the whole day just trying to figure him out.

“I like him,” your mother says after a minute. “I like him a lot.”

“What a coincidence,” you grin. “I like him a lot too.”

She laughs. “I’m serious! He’s incredible, darling. He is so handsome. He’s sweet. Seems like he’s got a really good head on his shoulders—”

“Are we talking about Francisco?” Your sister walks into the dining room with can of Dr. Pepper in one hand and her cell phone in the other.

“As a matter of fact, we are.” Your mother smiles. “Isn’t he great?”

“He’s kinda perfect, actually.” She takes a casual sip of her soda and raises an eyebrow at you. “I have to admit though, I’m afraid to get attached to Frankie. You know, after what happened with Jake—”

You wince at the mention of your ex-boyfriend’s name.

Your mother hisses her name, angrily.

“I’m just saying! When he broke up with you, it’s like he broke up with all of us. It sucked.” She shrugs, adding, “I mean, even dad was sad about it for months. Wasn’t he, mom?”

“Don’t you have a paper to write?” Your mother glares at her.

Your sister starts towards the staircase, but stops and glances over her shoulder. “I like Frankie,” she tells you, smiling wryly. “And I really hope he sticks around.” With that, she disappears upstairs.

Sighing heavily, your mom turns to you. “Don’t listen to her. She’s only fifteen, she doesn’t know any better. She doesn’t understand what happened—”

Pushing away from the table, you stand up. 

“I’m going to take a walk,” you murmur. “I need some fresh air.”

“Hermosa?”

You stir at the sound of Frankie’s voice.

“Baby. Hey. Wake up.”

“Mm?” you mumble sleepily. “Frankie, what are—ow!”

You groan when he switches on the lamp on the beside table. Rolling over, you bury your face into your pillow.

“Sorry,” he apologizes, chuckling softly. The twin sized mattress squeaks, dipping as he somehow squeezes himself beside you on your childhood bed. He’s staying in the guest room down the hallway—you parents, who were incredibly old school, had insisted the two of you sleep in separate bedrooms during your stay. Draping his arm around you, he leans down and nuzzles into the side of your face. Even with your nose buried in your pillow, you pick up the scent of sunscreen mingled with beer. “Just wanted to tell you I’m back home.”

Lifting your head, you blink furiously until your blurred vision stabilizes.

“What—what time is it?”

“Eleven.” Frankie’s cheeks and nose are red, sunburned from having been out on your dad’s boat all afternoon. You’re willing to bet he’d forgotten to put the sunscreen on his face. Even though you’d warned him a hundred times not to forget.

“What?” You sit up, prompting him to do the same. “It’s eleven and you only now just got back?”

“Your old man took me to Gordon’s,” Frankie explains, referring to one of the only few bars your small town had to offer. It was the place where you would meet with your old high school friends to catch up with each other whenever you were home visiting. At some point this week, you would be sitting in a booth at that old bar with them, introducing Frankie, and squirming when they began to tell him embarrassing stories of all those crazy nights from your senior year. “We went in with plans to have a couple beers before coming home, but then we ran into some of his buddies there. He introduced me, they bought us more drinks, and we played a game of pool. Your dad whooped my ass, of course.”

“How did fishing go?”

“Great. Y’know, once he stopped looking at me like he wanted to throw me overboard.”

You let out an amused huff. “He would never.”

“I don’t know. That man is pretty hard to read.” Frankie reaches for your hand, lacing your fingers together. “One minute we’d be talking, shooting the shit while we waited for the fish to bite, and the next he would look at me like he was seriously thinking about pushing me off his boat and into the water.” He squeezes your hand, a deep laugh rumbling through his chest. “I spent all goddamn day with him and I still can’t tell if he likes me yet or not.”

Lifting his hand, you press a tender kiss to the back of it, a sweet token of affection.

“He likes you, Frankie,” you murmur against his skin. “I know it. My whole family likes you. Except my mom—”

He stiffens. “What?”

“She loves you.”

Frankie turns to you. Despite your smile, he can see the hint of concern in your eyes. “Baby, what’s the matter?”

You hesitate.

After what your sister had said earlier that evening, you couldn’t help but wonder if you’d made a mistake and brought him home too soon. You and Frankie had been together for about six months now, and besides having a drawer of your things at his place for when you stayed overnight, you two hadn’t really sat down to talk about what the next step in your relationship would be—you and Frankie hadn’t discussed the possibility of a future together. Truth be told, you had never felt the need to question him about where this was heading. You’d been perfectly content in allowing things to unfold between you without putting any kind of pressure on yourself, or on him. At least, up until now, you had been content.

You’d been silly to think bringing Frankie home to meet your family wouldn’t be all that big of a deal, that it wouldn’t make you consider what came next. But you had forgotten how easily your mother falls in love, how quickly your little sister can form an attachment, and how your father, despite being rough around the edges, feels every heartache you go through as if it’s his own.

You think back to when your previous relationship went down in flames, you remember the helpless look on your father’s face whenever he would see you crying. “I never liked him,” he’d said, pouring himself a glass of whiskey over ice. But that had been a lie. He’d seen him as the son he never had. He lost something, too. Your whole family had to heal from that loss along with you.

Part of you is afraid that it could happen again.

“Amor?”

Frankie’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts.

“What is it? What’s wrong?”

You glance down at your hand in his. “Frankie, the last thing I want to do is scare you off,” you start to say, a nervous edge to your tone. “Or put any kind of pressure on you to give me anything more than what you have already given me. But now that you’ve met my family, I can’t help but worry a little bit.”

He frowns. “What are you worried about?”

Sighing, you confess, “My last relationship—it didn’t end very well, Frankie. My family loved him, adored him the way I can see they’re already starting to adore you. When he broke up with me, he broke more hearts than just mine.” You force yourself to look up, and meet his gaze with a wistful smile. “I guess there’s a part of me that’s scared it’ll happen again.”

Frankie’s dark brown eyes soften. “Oh baby, there’s no need to be scared. That’s never gonna happen.”

“How can you be so sure it’ll never happen?”

“Easy, because I love you. And I know you love me.” He reaches over with his free hand and he cups the side of your face, his thumb grazing over the soft skin of your cheekbone. “I’m in this for the long haul. I wouldn’t have driven sixteen hours across the country with you to come meet your family if I wasn’t. I’m serious about you—I’m serious about us, baby.”

Frankie leans in, gently pressing his mouth to yours in a chaste, but sweet kiss.

“Do you wanna know what I see when I look at you?” he mumbles against your lips.

“What do you see?”

“Mi futuro,” he tells you. “I see my future.”

Warmth blossoms in your chest. “You do?”

“I do. Believe me, I’m not going anywhere. You’re stuck with me, and so is your family,” Frankie grins. “Your dad is gonna have plenty of opportunities to contemplate throwing me off his boat and into the lake.”

You giggle as he kisses you again before trailing his lips down to your neck. “Frankie,” you say his name warningly as he pushes you onto your back. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing,” he says innocently, positioning himself on top of you. He plants his hands on either side of your head and dips his head, nipping lightly at the tender flesh over your pulse point. “How thin are these walls?”

“Francisco Morales, no, you are not fucking me in my parent’s house, not in my childhood bedroom—”

His bulge brushes against your thigh and you gasp.

“Guess I’ll head back to the guest room, then,” Frankie murmurs, feathering one last kiss onto your neck.

He starts to climb off of you and your hands shoot out, curling around fistfuls of his shirt to stop him.

“I can be quiet,” you whisper, biting your bottom lip. You take one of his hands and guide it underneath the hem of the oversized t-shirt you’re wearing to the apex of your thighs. “Can you?”

“Hermosa,” Frankie groans, running a finger along the damp cotton of your panties. He slips it beneath the fabric, his blood rushing south when he meets your slick folds. “God, I fucking hope so, or else I’ll actually end up at the bottom of that fucking lake.”

divider credit to @saradika 🤍

#fic: more hearts than mine #frankie morales x reader #frankie morales x you #frankie morales x f!reader #Frankie morales x female reader #frankie morales #frankie morales fanfiction #frankie morales drabble #frankie morales fluff #frankie catfish morales #francisco morales x reader #francisco morales x you

[beastofburdenxo]

Awakening: Hypothermia part 2

here it is, the much-awaited part 2! Emmett realizes what he did in his sleep, how will he fix this?

2.8k words. MINORS DNI tags: fingering, first time, p in v sex, unprotected sex, first orgasm(?) Praise, language

Emmett stirs in his sleep, his heart pounding. “Oh no, did I dream again?” he wonders to himself. Feeling the front of his pants, he has his answer. “Shit.” He turns back towards you, hoping he didn’t disturb you, putting his arms back around you. He notices you slightly shaking, you can’t possibly be cold. He's right by your side, then he notices that your pants are gone. Your panties are all bunched up, slightly damp in the back. “Oh god, what did I do? Did I hurt you?” He sits up in bed, pondering if he should flee when you turn towards him. “Emmett, you awake?” you mutter in the darkness feeling him move. He's speechless, hoping that he didn’t do what deep down he knows he did. Hoping that you are innocent and clueless to his inappropriate behavior. “Emmett, talk to me. I know happened.” Emmett feels like he’s about to be sick at your words, his worst nightmare coming true. You grab his shoulders, knowing he’s going to want to bolt. “I’m not mad Emmett, you were asleep, had no idea what you were doing.” His chest feels like it’s going to collapse in on itself. “Did I hurt you? Did I-”  

“No Emmett, you didn’t hurt me I’m fine.” you assure him, “Nothing big happened, you just moaned a little in my ear and...” You trailed off, suddenly embarrassed at what you were about to disclose to him. Emmett put his head in his hands, “And what? What else happened?” You clear your throat, how do you put this politely? “Umm, well, you kind of humped me a little. Held me tight to you and uhm,” you stuttered this last part, “Groped a bit, and you sorta, used me to get off.” Emmett made an angry sound, “Damn it, I'm so sorry. I understand if you can’t stand to be around me anymore. I'm an animal. Over here having wet dreams about my dead friend’s daughter. Rutting against you like a pig.” You shush his displeasure, “I don’t think any less of you Emmett, you can’t control what your body does when you're asleep.” Before you can stop yourself, you blurt out, “And besides I didn’t hate it. It's the closest a man has ever gotten to me.” Silence fills the room as Emmett digests this information. “What?” you feel his eyes on you, “You enjoyed it? Enjoyed pretty much being molested by a man twice your age?” Your face reddens in the dark. “It felt kind of good honestly, I didn’t want you to stop.” You curse yourself at letting this secret loose.  

“Well, I'm glad I stopped when I did. Hope you got your fill, because this will not happen again. I knew this whole thing was a bad idea.” He turns away, stoney and cold towards you. Silly little tears fill your eyes, you didn’t want Emmett to be upset. You should have kept your mouth shut. “Little girl doesn’t know what she’s saying,” Emmett thinks to himself, “She enjoyed it? The fuck? I used her and she liked it?” He rubs his eyes, “She enjoyed it because it’s all she’s ever had. You are all she’s ever had.” A small voice in the back of his head tells him, “Poor thing doesn’t know any better. Show her there is better to be had.” If he could shut the voice off, he would, “No, it’s wrong. She’s too young. I literally watched her grow up.” “And now she is grown,” the voice replies, “She is an adult Emmett, a poor sexually deprived and innocent woman. Listen, you made her cry.” In the silence he hears your sniffling. “Dammit, I didn’t want to upset her. How do I make this right?” He turns back towards you, nervous that you would blow up in his face. “Hey,” he whispers, “Don’t cry. I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at myself, you did nothing wrong.” His warm hand caresses your shoulder. “Look at me, please.” You refuse. “Come here, hey, come here, don’t cry.” His arms snake back around you. “Hey now, don’t cry sweetheart. I’m sorry I upset you.” 

He makes you turn towards him, his blue eyes dark with concern. “Let’s forget this ever happened, okay? I don’t like seeing you like this.” His thumbs wiping away your tears. “it’s over and done with, water under the bridge alright?” You finally meet his gaze, “I won’t be able to forget, and you won’t either. I don’t want to forget.” With shaking hands, you reach for his beard and try to pull him closer. “No, no, stop sweetie. You’re confused. You really don’t want to do this. Let's just go back to sleep, okay?” With a new determination in your eyes you reply, “You said my name in your sleep, I heard it. Deep down you want this as much as I do.” Your lips are now ghosting over Emmett’s, just waiting for one of you to make up for the distance. “Emmett,” you whisper against his lips, “It’s okay Emmett, please. I trust you. Emmett.” In an instant your lips finally meet, not knowing who finally broke resolve. His lips are soft and tender against yours, not trying anything further. Nice and gentle, like he’s second guessing himself. He holds your face, eyes studying you, like he’s looking for any sign of hesitation. “Are you sure? We can stop right here, no pressure at all.” You put your lips on him, back where they were as your answer. The kiss deepens, his grip on you tightens. You breathe each other in like you were the last source of oxygen. He moves down to your neck, sucking softly on your skin. “I can feel your pulse,” he chuckles, “Excited, are we?” you avert your gaze in embarrassment. “It’s alright sweetheart, mine is the same way. I've wanted this for so long, you have no idea.” Emmett whispers in your ear.  

You reach behind you to undo your bra, but Emmett stops you, “Let me.” In one fluid motion, his rough strong hand has the clasp undone, slowly pulling it off your body. Eye contact is not wavering the whole time, like he’s making sure you’re okay. Half of you is completely exposed to him now, your skin slightly pink with nerves. “You are so beautiful, you know that?” His words just deepen the flush. He bends down to explore this new exposed flesh; your hands automatically go to his hair. Like you're using his scalp to ground yourself, this is not some naughty thought or dream, this is real and now. Emmett takes his time, no need to rush this. His warm mouth finds your unguarded nipple, and you jolt in surprise. He looks up from his work, slight grin on his face, “You good? Not used to that are you?” You lightly slap him upside his head, “No I’m not, but it feels nice. Keep going Emmett.” You don’t have to tell him twice. While his mouth is on one nipple, his hand is working on the other. Eventually trading up. The familiar feeling of suspense returns, like when you were all defenseless against him rutting up against you. But this time, you knew there weren’t going to be any interruptions. You both are panting; he can feel your thighs clench around his waist from being wrapped around him. His hands go to your waistband of your pants. Looking up at you he asks, “Would you like these to come off?”  

Shakily with desire you respond, “Yes, please.” Emmett softly moans at that response, “So polite.” He removes your legs from around him stretching them out straight. With his electric blue eyes on yours, his hands grab your hips, “Up for me sweetheart.” You oblige him, raising your hips to get your pants off easier. He slowly pushes them down, panties with them, eye contact never wavering. “Breathe, it’s okay. You are doing so good.” Goosebumps hit your exposed skin as the fabric is slowly removed from your legs. Part of you wants to just yank them off in frustration at his extremely slow movements, but you don’t. Emmett wants to do this right, knowing your inexperience. Finally, after what feels like forever, you are completely naked in front of him. You want to curl up in a ball, not used to being naked in front of anyone, much less a man. Emmett slowly strokes your exposed legs, “Are you okay?” he asks you. You nod in response, but that’s not good enough for Emmett. He lies down next to you, hand going to your cheek. “Are you okay with this?” he asks again, “I need to hear that you are okay.” You softly grab his hand that is on your face and kiss it, “I’m okay Emmett, just feeling a little exposed right now. It's not fair that I'm the only naked one here.” He smiles at that, running his hand up your thigh, “This is all about you right now, we’ll get to me later.”  

A shaky breath leaves your lips as you realize just how high Emmett’s hand is on your leg. Creeping closer and closer to where you both want him to be. He kisses you deeply again, gently climbing on top of you, his knee between your legs. “Can I look at you baby?” Your eyes get big at knowing what he wants. “I won’t touch unless you let me. Can I see just how pretty my girl is?” You gulp, wanting to please him but still skittish. “Breathe Babygirl, let me see you.” Time stands still as Emmett waits for your answer, not daring to go forward without your consent, still rubbing your legs. Finally, you decide to let him look. “Okay,” you whisper, “Go ahead, I just hope it’s what you're expecting.” Emmett kisses both knees as he gently pulls them apart, exposing you fully to him. His normally crystal-clear eyes turn muddy with lust, “Oh my sweetheart, it’s what I expected and so much more. You are so stunning and..” he comes back up to your face, “And so very wet for me. Just how I want you to be. Perfect.” You turn away from his words, trying to hide your face with your hands. Emmett is not having that, taking your hands in his, “it’s true, don’t hide from me. Get used to me talking like this, because I will every day until you quit shying from it. So pink and dripping for me baby, so pretty and small. Can I touch you baby? I won’t enter I promise, just let me feel.”  

At his words, you feel your body respond even more. Not knowing that it’s possible to be this wet just from his explicit compliments. All you want is Emmett to touch you, anywhere and everywhere. You take his hand in yours, finally doing what you thought about earlier when he was asleep. His warm hand finally reaches its destination. Both of you moan as his fingers explore your warm folds. “There you are beautiful, is this okay?” His index finger finds your clit, slowly rubbing, eye contact never wavering. “Emmett yes.” you manage to choke out, pleasure building at his movements. “I’m okay with one finger if you want to.” He kisses your neck in response, “Are you sure? Don't let me hurt you.” Watching your pleasure ridden face, He slowly enters one digit inside you. You are so wet it doesn’t hurt, just feels unusual having something inside. “Oh baby, you are so tight.” Emmett groans, “So warm for me, you are doing so good at taking my fingers.” In and out his finger goes, watching you the whole time. Emmett loves that he is the one who makes you feel so good. “More,” you cry out, “Please add another finger.” Your request is driving Emmett crazy, “Only because you asked so nicely sweetheart. Tell me if it is too much.” 

Emmett feels like his dick is going to explode any minute as another finger goes inside you. You are doing so good for him, accepting the second digit without much protest. Your thighs begin to shake. “Breathe sweetheart, don’t forget to breathe. I know that feels so good, doesn’t it? Two fingers inside you while my thumb is rubbing that little clit of yours, yeah?” Your voice goes out on you wanting to answer him. That familiar feeling that you had when he had you pinned on your stomach slowly returns. You just hope and pray that it happens this time. “Oh yes, you are so close I can see it in your eyes. Come for me baby, let it go. I’ll take care of you this time. I got you.” Emmett raises you up and holds you close as you orgasm for the first time ever. You cry his name repeatedly into his shoulder, body limp and trembling in his arms as he takes you through it. “There it is, there you go. Yes, good job sweetheart.” he coos, silent tears of relief slide down your cheeks. You wipe them away before he notices, not to worry him. He gently puts you down on the bed again, inhaling your remaining whimpers and moans. One hand goes down to unbutton his pants, finally freeing himself. He sighs in relief. You look down and notice what’s happening as your high starts to fade. “Shhh, I was just uncomfortable is all. Nothing is happening without your say so.”  

“Can I touch you?” you ask him. Curious as to how he feels. “If you want to,” he answers, “But remember, this is about you.” You kiss him passionately as you reach down, fingertips lightly grazing his dick. You feel him twitch at that slight touch. “it’s okay, it does that sometimes. Your hand is so soft, sweetheart. You can grab, it doesn’t bite.” Emmett guides your hand around him. He's so thick you can barely get your hand around it. “Oh, this soft skin is going to be the death of me.” he moans as you slowly start to stroke him. “I don’t know how much more I can take; I want to be inside you so bad.” Between kisses, you stop stroking him and pull him back on top of you, “I want you too, Emmett.” He grabs his dick, sliding it between your folds, “Are you sure? This might still hurt even though I tried to stretch you.” Your eyes close at the feeling of your clit being touched again, “I know, it’s okay. Just go slow.” Emmett’s forehead touches yours, eye contact steady as he lines himself up to your entrance. “This can stop anytime you want it to. Don't lie there and let me hurt you.” You feel the head slowly entering you, as Emmett tries to distract you with kisses. At first you just feel really full, nothing too bad. And then it’s like he hit a wall, your body refusing him any further. You start to whimper in pain, “Shhh, it’s okay. I'm almost all the way in sweetheart. You are doing such a good job” His hand goes back to stroke your clit, “Easy there, that’s it, you can do it. Focus on the pleasure baby, not the pain. It'll go away soon.” And it does, your body responding to his touches, it lets him through. “Oh fuck,” he grunts, “There it is honey, I'm in. Oh, you feel so good. Are you okay?”  

You grab onto his shoulders at the massive intrusion. “Yeah, I'm alright. Just move please, it’s starting to hurt again.” With a deep kiss, he slowly starts to move. Your hands go back to his hair as he continues to talk to you, “Breathe, don’t hold it in. Oh, this is better than I could have ever imagined, you feel so good around me. Oh shit, so tight baby. Just for me huh?” Emmett gets a good rhythm going in and out at just the right speed, sending you to heaven again. “Yes, just for you Emmett,” you manage to squeak into his ear, “Just for you.” At hearing your confession, his hips start to move sloppy. “Oh sweetheart, I can’t last much longer. It's been so long. You just feel too damn good.” Your nails start to dig in his back at the pleasure. “it’s okay, come for me baby, come for me.” you moan. Emmett buries his face in your shoulder, your name coming out of his mouth like a chant. That familiar growl unleashes from his throat as he finally hits his peak, quickly pulling out of you and spilling on your thighs. “Oh yes, like that.” he mutters to no one in particular, “Look so good covered in me.” You shakily sit up and pull him into a kiss, leaning on him as you have no strength left. “Are you alright baby?” he asks. “I’m perfect,” you answer, “That couldn’t have possibly gone better.”  

With a tired chuckle Emmett responds, “Let’s just not wait for another freezing night to do that again, okay?”  

“Okay I'll give you 20 minutes.”

#a quiet place x emmett #emmett x reader #emmett smut #a quiet place #emmett x fem reader

[judeswhore]

i’d kill you if i loved you less hard - jude bellingham | instagram files

summary: your relationship with jude is complicated but that doesn’t stop you both from wreaking havoc online

pairing: situationship!jude bellingham x singer!reader

face claim: gracie abrams

notes: you can find my masterlist here. this is based on an ask i got in my hey jude :) tag and i just had to do it. pictures are not mine, credit to the original owners

yourusername

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yourusername thank u to the fan who gave me this hat u made my night🤠this has been an incredible few weeks!!

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user1 so so pretty

user2 I HAD THE BEST TIME TONIGHT

judebellingham u wearing that tiara so everyone knows ur a pillow princess🤨

↳yourusername i work for it

↳judebellingham i’ve seen socks move more than u

↳yourusername maybe u just bore me

user3 please please sing 21 at the next tour🫶🏻🫶🏻

bestfriendsuser u slayed as always

judebellingham save a horse, ride a cowgirl

↳yourusername u saying u wanna ride me?

↳judebellingham i mean if ur offering🤷

↳user4 JUDE??

vogue 🩷

braedenlemasters cowboy hats on stage is my thing.

↳yourusername but i look prettier :)

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judebellingham

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judebellingham huge game, huge win. enjoy the break❤️

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yourusername okay whore

↳judebellingham pot meet kettle

↳yourusername kinda mean :(

↳judebellingham thought u liked being my whore

↳yourusername more delusional than ur fans

user4 ^^^very weird

gioreyna my brother❤️

user5 🥰🥰🥰

user6 thighs🤤🤤🤤

↳yourusername exactly what i’ve been saying

↳judebellingham get a grip

jackgrealish come to city x

yourusername be honest what will it take for u to yell at me like this

↳gioreyna u have no shame🙄

↳yourusername if you’d have taken me on that date i wouldn’t have had to lower my standards like this

↳user7 girl stick to singing these boys ain’t shit

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yourusername

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yourusername it’s supposed to be fun turning 21 or wtv

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jobebellingham wonder who that could be

↳yourusername it could possibly be ur dad

↳jobebellingham fuck off u worm

user8 happy birthday favourite girl

user9 HAPPY BDAY❤️

user10 are we gonna just ignore the boy in her bed?

↳user11 it’s jude it’s a common occurrence tbh

judebellingham happy birthday ig

judebellingham suppose u look kinda fit

↳yourusername i distinctly remember u telling me this morning that i’m the prettiest girl you’ve ever seen

↳judebellingham i say daft things when my dicks in ur mouth

↳karim_adeyemi there’s other people on this app u know

bestfriendsuser happy bday girly looking as hot as always ily <3

bestfriendsuser im gonna act like that third slide doesn’t exist for my own sanity

↳yourusername probably shouldn’t open my snaps then

user12 this feels like a relationship announcement

↳yourusername it’s not.

user13 spending her birthday together but they’re NOT dating🤨

↳yourusername we just hang out sometimes🙃

↳trentarnold66 hang out🤣🤣

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judebellingham

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judebellingham views were nice

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user14 wtf??

user15 is she his girlfriend

yourusername don’t tell anyone but u look really pretty rn

yourusername why’d u post the pic where u can’t actually see my arse

↳judebellingham because i don’t want people looking at ur arse

user16 so much for not dating

reecejames u two are foul

bestfriendsuser is someone gonna explain how this happened

↳judebellingham when two people really like each other they do nice things together

↳bestfriendsuser i really fkn hate u

user17 my girls getting corrupted :(

gioreyna 🥰🥰🥰

↳judebellingham 😘😘😘

gioreyna mr and mrs “it’s not serious”

↳yourusername it’s not serious🙄he’s just got a big bank account

↳judebellingham tell him what else is big babe

user18 ^^^ i hate seeing this stuff

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yourusername

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yourusername in this weeks news

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masonmount GO MARIO

↳yourusername thanks 4 being my luigi🫶🏻🫶🏻

↳judebellingham mason’s like 4ft shouldn’t it be the other way round?

masonmount 🍒🍒

↳user19 MASON?? WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN

↳user20 i’m sure they’re just friends

↳user21 i really don’t like her

masonmount i still feel a little sick and my ears won’t stop ringing

↳judebellingham aren’t u too old for go karting??

user22 i swear she was with jude

↳user23 she’s got a type apparently

bestfriendsuser this i can get behind

↳yourusername shhh🤭🤭

user24 i am so in love with u

oliviarodrigo girl how are u so HOT

↳user25 collab soon🙏

jobebellingham that sunburn looks painful

↳judebellingham bro why are u here

↳jobebellingham she’s upset with u not me🤷

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judebellingham

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judebellingham in this weeks news

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jobebellingham give it a rest🤣

yourusername first shirts ugly

↳judebellingham really? cos it got me laid

↳yourusername did it fuck u were in my dms all night

user26 u look SO good omg

user27 him using the same caption as y/n they’re definitely fighting

↳user28 i think they broke up tbh

↳user29 they were never together😭

erling.haaland good looking fella

↳judebellingham all u big guy❤️

bvb09 the coldest🥶

user000 the best week with u

↳judebellingham u know it🤪

↳yourusername oh?

↳bestfriendsuser oh??

↳yourusername but he was “missing me”

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user30 ^^ these two are so messy

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yourusername

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yourusername hot girl healing

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judebellingham gorgeous😍😍

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judebellingham ur arse looks good in these jeans

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judebellingham answer ur phone bro

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jennaortega obsessed with the first pic

↳yourusername me when i kiss u

user31 we all saw jude’s comments

user32 so so pretty u deserve the absolute world

user33 y/n heartbreak era??? new music coming???

↳user34 i don’t want her to be sad but we NEED new music

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masonmount nice jeans

↳user34 not again🙄🙄

judebellingham liked this comment.

gioreyna can u heal a little faster i’m getting bored

user36 u are my idol <3

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judebellingham

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judebellingham good to be back😁

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bvb09 Let’s go!!⚫️🟡

user37 y/n still liking his pics👀

karim_adeyemi cute

user38 i wanna give him a rose :(

kalvinphillips most i’ve seen u smile

gioreyna should give that rose to someone else

↳bestfriendsuser she needs a lot more than that

↳gioreyna it’s time he started breaking bank

↳yourusername i wanna date u instead🤭

↳judebellingham you’re off limits.

↳yourusername mason didn’t think so

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sanchooo10 big things to come🙏

↳judebellingham come back dortmund bro

↳sanchooo10 👀👀

adidasfootball ⭐️

user39 petition for u to come to everton

yourusername ur beard looks like pubes

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yourusername

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yourusername big girls don’t cry🙃

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yourusername ps. new music is cooking

sadiesink HOT girls don’t cry

sadiesink especially over mediocre men

↳yourusername especially not men who use bunny ears to tie their laces

user40 new music new music new music

user41 show us ur tattoo!!!!

↳gioreyna it’s a portrait of me

↳yourusername a nude portrait🤭

user42 the way jude is nowhere to be seen

trentarnold66 can i get tickets to ur next gig?

↳yourusername will u hook me up w aitch?

↳trentarnold66 suppose so if u play nice

user43 prettiest and sweetest girl ever <3

user44 u were too good for him anyway

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gioreyna @.jobebellingham stop being a little shit🤣

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three weeks later.

yourusername added to their story!

↳ judebellingham replied to your story!

jude:

u wanna show me

what’s under that top?

you:

not particularly

jude:

don’t be mean

u don’t miss me?

i missed u

you:

missed me or

missed fucking me

jude:

both

i wanna see u

no one’s home

you:

i’m busy

jude:

with mason?

you:

no

jude:

so come over

i know u need me to fuck u

you:

i can’t think of anything worse

jude:

oh really?

i remember u were

begging me two weeks ago

to fuck u in that club

bathroom

seemed like u really

needed it

you:

no idea what ur

talking about

jude:

come over and i’ll

jog ur memory

c’mon pretty girl

let me show u how

much i’ve missed u

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judebellingham

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judebellingham call her easy

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yourusername too far

↳judebellingham i’ve got a list of other things to call u but my mum follows me

↳yourusername 🤨🤨

user45 no fucking way

yourusername why would u post that last pic

↳judebellingham so everyone knows how good u are for me

↳yourusername just gagged🥴🥴

↳judebellingham come gag on something else

reecejames surely not bro

↳judebellingham i don’t see what’s wrong

user46 she does seem kinda easy tbf

↳user47 and jude doesn’t?

jobebellingham mate u could’ve kept these private

bestfriendsuser poor barnaby😢😢

↳yourusername dw i cleaned him :))

↳bestfriendsuser i literally cannot stand u

↳judebellingham i left u a little present for next time ur in him

↳bestfriendsuser ur fucking VILE man

↳judebellingham THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT

gioreyna u can take that virgin ring off now

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yourusername

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yourusername stream i should hate you, out friday!

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user48 ur so beautiful… and he’s there

judebellingham tell me ur joking

judebellingham i can sue u for defamation

↳yourusername baby that’s such a big word for u🥺

↳judebellingham i’d be more annoyed if u didn’t look so pretty

↳bestfriendsuser embarrassing👎

user49 FINALLY NEW MUSIC

user50 so SO excited i can’t wait

judebellingham can we talk about how fit i look here tho

↳yourusername no we can’t

jennaortega oh i’m SEATED for this

gioreyna i don’t think u understand how badly i regret introducing u two

↳yourusername you’d be terribly bored without our drama

↳gioreyna yeah but i’d still have my sanity

user51 i just know this new music is gonna top anything else this year

user52 u look gorgeous!! i hope you’ve found happiness

↳jobebellingham don’t count on it

masonmount cant wait to listen💙

↳judebellingham bro have some shame

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one year later.

judebellingham

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judebellingham so proud of you angel🤍

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user53 OMG???

user54 is this the official announcement

yourusername i love u ig

↳judebellingham c’mon u can do better than that

↳yourusername why don’t u come home and i’ll show u just how much i love u

user55 oh she’s gorgeous

user56 jude we want ur girlfriend

reecejames congrats man

gioreyna ur punching clearly

jobebellingham u lasted a whole 12 hours before telling everyone

↳judebellingham ur acting like everyone didn’t already know

user57 this is actually adorable

user58 i want what they have🥺

↳jobebellingham trust me u don’t

masonmount happy for you two!

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↳yourusername do u have to be so petty

↳judebellingham yeah he tried to fuck my girl

↳yourusername MOVE ON

#jude bellingham #hey jude :) #situationship!jude #jude bellingham fluff #jude bellingham smut #jude bellingham blurb #jude bellingham fic #jude bellingham one shot #jude bellingham x reader

[luvkuvi]

15 – catching up !

What's so good about him ?!

Scaramouche x reader smau series

synopsis — Your ex boyfriend kuni is in a band called 5wirl and they're pretty well known considering him and his bandmates are still in college but you still hated his guts on how he ended things with you back then in highschool the day before graduation. So whats the best course of action in this situation? make a hate account of him of course. 

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Putting your phone down you prepared yourself for the first day of the foundation day festival. You sighed preparing to go out to campus. It's already noon and Lumine left early to prepare and help Ayaka. 

On your way to campus seeing the colorful booths and tons of students make you calm down for a while. Surely you won't run into him? you were nervous seeing him after what 2 years? You would think you moved on but the wounds are still here and a ton of "what ifs" and many unanswered questions. To distract your thoughts you already took your phone from your pocket to calm your nerves. 

You giggle at Heizou's tweet "Hey this just looks like–" you were cut off by suddenly bumping into someone "My apologies! Are you alright?" you reached for the stranger's hand about to thank them "Hey it's alright! thank y–heizou ?" Your eyes lit up seeing familiar emerald green eyes. As he lift you off the ground he gave you his charismatic smile. "Y/N! well, it's always great to see an old friend." You giggled at him, he didn't change, and sure texting him as "Scarass" His way of texting didn't change but seeing him in front of him as "y/n" and seeing him still being like himself back then in high school feels nice. 

"Yeah…I was just about to head in" You pointed to the cafe, the same cafe he tweeted out. "Let's catch up! my treat" He head over to the door opening it for you "You go in first~" You only kept smiling at his gestures "Still a gentleman I see~" He only chuckled back nodding. While heizou is browsing the menu you already said your usual after all this is your favorite cafe on campus. "I take it you go here a lot?" he said before just ordering a frappe. You nodded "This is my favorite place actually!" "I see"

After receiving your orders you began talking by the window telling each other what happened over the years. "Can you believe it! your old buddy is going to be famous" You laughed at his claim "Oh please if you told me in the past that heizou from math class is gonna be a famous drummer I would be laughing my ass off" He gave you a pout before taking a sip of his drink… "Snarky as always y/n" He sighed "Why did we ever stop hanging out ?"

You bit your lip, you cut off contact with 5wirl after your messy breakup. Heizou noticed your sudden uneasiness in his question. You placed your hand over his and smiled "Don't worry im fine now and yes it is because of him". Heizou nodded "Im glad you're doing better, we actually clowned him for being stupid" You giggled at his rant about them just teasing scara. Talking about him made you uneasy at first especially since you imagined the same violet hair in the distance…its probably nothing. 

Notes: First written chapters YESSS and was it just just your imagination...?hehe find out next chap!

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[babydollmarauders]

OURS — TREVOR ZEGRAS

trevor zegras x fem!reader

part of the Speak Now Fic List

summary: in which y/n and Trevor’s relationship is constantly being criticized by outsiders but they know their love is real.

warnings: references to nsfw activities, hate from outsiders, dialogue heavy, not proofread

notes: written semi-quickly, shorter than my other recent works, idk how i feel about this one, but it’s done and i hope y’all like it. ending is kinda iffy but oh well.

it seems like there’s always someone who disapproves of Trevor and i’s relationship.

my parents don’t like his carefree and confident demeanor. his younger brother didn’t trust me because i was someone new. his friends didn’t like that i write songs about exes and my relationships.

but most of all his fans and the media, judge us like they know us personally.

mostly judging me.

as a singer, my every move was criticized and picked apart. what i wore was either too homely or too dressed up. i was too skinny or too big. my heels were too tall, but then my nike’s were too ‘tom-boyish’. but the judgement had only seemed to get worse once i started dating Trevor.

suddenly his fans were saying i wasn’t good enough for him. analyzing our body language in photos and claiming that i didn’t act like i liked him. saying i was using him to further my fame.

but on the other side, i had my fans commenting that i was too good for him. citing his previous playboy ways and saying that he wasn’t smart enough or mature enough for me. claiming his bad boy attitude drew me in and that i would ‘come to my senses’ soon.

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y/nofficial summer with my boy toy <3

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trevorzegras my beautiful girl, you were off to a great start in the beginning and then you added the last photo

y/nofficial wdym? i think that ones my favorite!

trevorzegras whatever floats your boat mamas

gracieabrams cutest couple in the world ♥️

y/nofficial you’re the real loml <3

gracieabrams shhh i thought we weren’t telling trevor?

user26 NEW MUSIC COMING SOON?!

user81 i wonder if it’s about Trevor

jackhughes was i cut out of the last pic?! i thought you loved me, y/n 😪

y/nofficial in the wise words of Ariana Grande “you ain’t my boyfriend”

user40 the way she’s leaning away from him in the 5th pic? oh she’s over him

user95 she’s finally over the bad boy thing, i guess

user02 thank god! i don’t want her to get hurt!

user73 @/user02 HER to get hurt?! she’s gonna end up writing a slandering song about my baby Trevor and painting him to be an asshole

user02 @/user73 lmao yeah, well the shoe fits. why shouldn’t she write a song showcasing his true colors?

user73 @/user02 i’m not about to fight with a Y/N stan of all people— have fun supporting your famefucker

user02 @/user73 oh please, she doesnt need to use your little hockey asshole for fame when she’s already more well known than him

user12 we love a PR relationship 🫶

***

my converse squeak against the marble floors as i leave my execs meeting, catching the attention of many up and coming artists that are waiting in the lobby. i can feel their gazes following my every move, from when i stop in front of the elevator to when i press the down button, and i can’t help but laugh in my head; reminiscing of when i was the same way. star-struck and in awe whenever i saw any artists leaving the same doors i just walked out of.

but now, having been in the business for two years, that feeling has come and gone, replaced by small talk with those very same people that i once looked up to.

“hi.” i smile politely at a redheaded girl that sits close to the elevators, a notebook in her hand and stars in her eyes.

she looks around, as if searching, before she lets out an awkward chuckle. “oh- hi!”

the elevator dings twice before the doors open to another crowd of wannabe pop stars, and i step aside to let them out before waving a goodbye to the doe-eyed redhead and stepping into the elevator.

i’m excited to get back to my boyfriend, but that excitement vanishes when i scroll through twitter on my uber home.

—

—

oh- that was fast.

i can’t help but scroll through the replies and quote tweets, and by the time i arrive back home, i’m disheartened to say the least.

i thought i was being nice by greeting her? even if i couldn’t stay and talk. but apparently i should take this as a lesson for the future, don’t say hi to anyone unless i can stay and chat.

and my mood only worsens when i make it into the house, calling out my boyfriend’s name, to which i get no response.

“Trev?” my voice echoes off the walls of our home as i step into our bedroom, in search of the six foot tall hockey player. but i come up empty, finding that he still isn’t home from training camp.

i slide my phone from my pocket, drafting up a text before ultimately trying my luck at a phone call instead.

the outgoing ring reaches my ear twice before it stops, the call picking up.

“hey babe, what’s up?” Trevor’s tone is light and airy, painting an immediate smile across my lips.

“hey, i was just checking in.” i sit upon the fuzzy white blanket that’s folded along the foot of our bed, running my hands over the soft fabric. “i thought training was supposed to end at noon?”

“oh, yeah, it did.” he confirms, and i can hear someone else talking in the background. “Jimbo and i decided to grab lunch and catch up a bit.”

“oh, okay.” i nod, despite the fact that he can’t see me, and i can hear him conversing with someone.

“shh. hold on.” he tells someone. “he wants to say hi.”

i laugh as Jamie’s voice comes through the line. “HEY Y/N!!!”

“hi Jame!” i reply, listening as he grunts, wrestling the phone from Trevor, i assume.

“i’ve missed you!” he sounds closer now, while Trevor sounds farther away, calling out for his phone back, confirming my suspicions. “when do i get to see you again?”

“i’ve missed you too. if it’s alright with Trevor, and if you’re free, you can come over for dinner tonight?” i tell him. “i can go to the store and grab stuff to make my garlic and basil chicken pasta.”

“oh my favorite! i’m in! i don’t care what Trevor has to say about it, to be honest.” his response causes me to laugh, while my boyfriends calls out an offended ‘hey!’

“see you later!” Jamie yells, as i assume Trevor gets his phone back.

“did you need anything else, babe?” Trevor asks distractedly.

“no, nothin’ else.” i stand, gathering my car keys from my nightstand. “actually, i’m gonna go grocery shopping, can you think of anything we need?”

“condoms,” he replies unabashed, and i blush at the thought that Jamie heard him. “and frosted flakes. i finished ‘em off this morning.”

i roll my eyes before teasing, “the condoms or the frosted flakes?”

“both.” my skin heats up at the reminder of our morning activities, Trevor having woken me up before the sun even came up.

“oh- uh- okay.” Trevor laughs as i stumble over my words. “i’ll grab some more…of both.”

“thanks, love you!” he waits for my reply before hanging up, and i pad out of the bedroom, slipping my shoes back on by the front door before heading out to my car. i wasn’t big on driving, usually letting Trevor take that responsibility, and avoiding it when possible, so i only really used it when i had to go grocery shopping, relying on ubers to go anywhere else.

i slip into the drivers seat, huffing when i find that Trevor messed with my seat again. a harmless prank he likes to pull, just to see when i drive again and if i’ll notice. i adjust my seat before i pull out of the driveway, the radio playing faintly to fill the silence.

*

i’m nearly done with my shopping trip when it happens.

“he still uses those?” i’m mid-tossing the family size box of Frosted Flakes in the cart when the words reach my ears, and at first, i don’t even notice they’re being spoken to me. “he always said it felt like he was wearing nothing.”

i glance over to find a tall blonde standing next to my cart, staring down at my items.

“i’m sorry?” my brows furrow in confusion.

“oh- the condoms. Skyn Elite? Trevor used them back when he and i used to hook up a couple years ago.” the girl smiles, the supermarket lights reflecting off her sparkly lip gloss. “you’re his new conquest, right? y/n?”

“i’m his girlfriend, yes.” i nod, pursing my lips together in a straight line.

“right,” she nods. “girlfriend. you got the envied title.”

“i guess so.”

she gives another falsely innocent smile. “good luck keeping it! he’s insatiable, is he not? seemed like he was always keeping an eye out for the next girl.”

i’ve never particularly cared about the ghosts of Trevor’s hookup past. why would i be? i had them too, so who was i to be bothered by his? besides, right now, he’s mine. i’m the one he comes home to; the one he loves and talks about a future with.

“well, i should get going.” i tell her, already beginning to push the cart towards the end of the aisle, in route to check out. “it was nice to meet you.”

i was lying, sure, but i wasn’t going to let her get to me.

she bids me goodbye as i walk away, and when i glance back, i see her faux smile drop, her eyes rolling as she sneers, turning the other way.

yeah, i pretty much expected that.

*

i’ve just made it into the kitchen, dropping the grocery bags onto the counter, when my phone begins to ring, buzzing in my pocket with an incoming call.

i do an awkward dance of trying to free my hand from a twisted bag handle, before retrieving the vibrating device from my pocket, my fathers contact taking up the screen. pressing accept, i hold the phone up to my ear.

“hey, dad!” i chirp, opening the refrigerator to begin unloading the food.

“hey, pumpkin. what are you up to?” his voice drifts in my ear as i put away a gallon of milk.

“just unloading groceries.” i inform him. “what are you and mom doing?”

“oh, nothing.” he sighs. “just missing our little girl.”

i laugh at his dramatics.

“i know, i need to come visit.” i stuff a few cartons of berries and a bag of grapes into the fruit drawer before shutting the fridge.

“so catch me up, honey. what’s new?”

“nothing really. i’m working on some new music, and i had an exec meeting this morning to discuss how the album is coming. but other than that it’s same old same old.”

i open the cupboard, taking care of the box of cereal and a couple bags of chips as i speak.

“and you’re still dating the uh…” he trails off. “the one with the tattoos?”

i can hear the disapproval oozing from his voice and my eyes roll in my head.

“Trevor, yes.” i confirm, walking down the hallway to our bedroom and placing a few things on Trevor’s nightstand before setting a new bottle of shampoo on our bathroom counter.

“yeah, him.” he sneers, and it’s then that i hear the front door open, two sets of footsteps reaching my ears. a smile spreads across my face as Trevor calls out my name. “i don’t understand why anyone would do that to their body. that’s permanent, ya know.”

“mhm.” i hum in disinterest. “hey, dad, i gotta go. i’ll call you later.”

“oh alright, honey. love you!”

“love you too.” i hang up the phone as Trevor steps into the room, smiling at the sight of me.

“there you are.” he beams. his arms snake around my waist, pulling me against him, and his head dips down to bring his lips to mine.

“here i am.” i mumble against his lips, causing a chuckle to arise from his throat.

“Jamie is in the living room. followed me home claiming that he had to see you.” he tells me, his eyes lighting up at the mention of his close friend.

“yeah, i invited him over for dinner.” i inform him. my hands cup the back of his neck, pulling him back down for another kiss.

my whole body relaxes, any tension disappearing when his lips meet mine. his eyes scan my face as he pulls away, and his faces falls, his lips forming an exaggerated frown.

“what’s wrong?” he whispers, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear before pulling my head to his chest.

his heartbeat echoes in my head, calming me immensely.

“nothing.” i mutter, my eyes falling shut when he begins rubbing circles on my back.

“i don’t believe you.”

“it’s nothing, really.” i insist. “nothing that’s actually bothering me. just a little annoyed.”

“what annoyed you, baby?” he sways us back and forth and his hand on my back trails down to tickle at my side, making me giggle.

“well,” i sigh and he pushes me back to look into my face. “i said hi to a girl at warner today-”

he hums, encouraging me to keep talking.

“but it was just a quick ‘hi’. apparently she’s a fan of yours, and she thought it was rude of me to greet her and then not stay and chat.” i explain. “so she took to twitter to say so.”

Trevor huffs, his nose scrunching in annoyance. “well that’s just stupid. you don’t owe anyone a conversation…. except me. because you love me, obviously.”

i laugh at his joke, making his face light up at his successful attempt to cheer me up.

“what else, baby?”

“well then, at the store, i ran into one of your ex-hookups.” i continue, and his brows thread together in confusion.

“which, ya know, doesn’t bother me.” i clarify. “but she made a comment on the condoms we use and implied that our relationship wouldn’t last long.”

“our love is not hers to speculate on.” he gruffs out in annoyance, and i nod along.

“i know. so i walked away.”

“i’m proud of you, love.” he presses a kiss to my forehead, a smile resting upon my face as he does. “is that all?”

“almost.” i breathe out. “then i got home, and my dad called as i was putting away the groceries.”

“okay.” he nods, obviously confused why i would be annoyed about my father calling.

“and he made some snide remarks about your tattoos.” Trevor barks out a laugh at that, quite used to people commenting on the art that adorns his skin.

“i ignored them, and hung up pretty much right after, because you got home. but, i just wish he could look past them, because then maybe he’d see the kind, funny guy that you are and understand why i’ve given my heart to you.”

his eyes squint as he grins at my words, bending his neck to pepper kisses across my nose and cheeks. i squeal at the affection and he pulls back to look me in the eyes.

“baby, i don’t care what your dad thinks of me. only that you like me. and i’m pretty sure that you love me just the way i am.”

i nod, biting my lip and holding back a smile. my cheeks turn hot, a blush settling over them, and he smirks at the sight.

“i don’t want you to worry your pretty little mind, baby.” he coos. “so someone was wrongfully upset that you didn’t take time out of your day to talk to them— who cares? people like to throw rocks at things that shine. and you, my darling, shine so beautifully bright. they’re just jealous.”

i roll my eyes at his cheesy statement, but the sentiment warms my heart. “thank you, Trev.”

“any time, baby.” he pulls me in for another hug, my head resting on his chest again. “our love is ours. nobody else’s. what other people have to say about it, and about us, doesn’t matter.

“you hands belong in mine, my heart belongs to yours, and no matter what life throws at us, i’m by your side.”

i open my mouth to respond, but i’m cut off by another voice.

“aww, that was sweet.”

i lift my head from Trevor’s chest, our heads both turning towards the entrance to our bedroom to find Jamie standing there with a cheesy smile.

“Jimmy, what are you doing in here?” Trevor lets out a wheezy laugh at his friend, his head dropping back and his shoulders shaking. the sound is like music to my ears.

this man.

i am so irrevocably in love with him.

“i got bored.” Jamie shrugs. “you guys were taking forever.”

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Am I the asshole in this situation??

First of all I'm so sorry for bringing t/b discourse here but this has been so gd annoying I need help. And all this is is on twitter-retro etc.

I'm 100% here for switch please keep in mind. Idc what anyone else likes it's food I'll eat all of it. But this fandom. Oh this fandom. So here's the context, it's a anime show with a really popular almost canon mlm ship, one of them is crazy beautiful and the other one is a big muscular man. Naturally the fandom like the pretty man as bottom and the muscular man as top. Let's call this DC. Not all people tho and it's the problem.

See, there are some creators who hate the above dynamics so much they make the muscular man a woman, sometimes trans which is fine but they always babygirl him, call him wifey, use she/her pronouns, go all out to make the pretty man over the top masculine so he can be top while making the canon masculine man demure little wife. Note that they're both really tall but D has long hair so they always make him wear accessories to feminize him. I made friends with some authors who used to like switch, they wrote DC back then and they were so good. They were all into switch too. Over the years they became really hateful of DC dynamics and started to exclusively write CD, talk about CD only, rt CD art exclusively.

This is still fine, they're like 10 people out of thousands who don't care, and most people don't care. Until one day recently when I said it was better to ship switch. Those people started clowning me, saying it's their right to exclusively like whatever, write whatever, started ignoring how the show portrays them. They wrote literal threads detailing how to how use tags as if no one knows, shaded people who said they didn't care and would use whatever tags they liked. It got to a point I had to ask them to stop, they started saying I was harassing them and accused the fandom of harassing them on anon and ao3. When I said it Doesn't Matter they said it was racist to suggest that, telling me to block if I didn't like their posts. I could not make them understand how fetishistic it was, just because Japanese fans do this doesn't mean it's good or we have to follow? They somehow figured out who I was and blocked me, kicked me out of a server we were in together, so I lost mutuals and some followers too.

Then they started answering my asks unseriously like "I write CD to piss YOU off" "can't project on the twink like yall" and started insulting switch fans calling us hypocrits. There isn't much CD content to begin with how can I share more of those? Whatever is available they make it heteronormative like that. One of them deadass called me an asshole for "harassing" them just because I said it's rude to block people over t/b dynamics when no one is bothering anyone, because these people are always blocking anyone posting DC and making a bubble of CD only fans. This is bound to make them lose track of canon but who cares anymore. They keep complaining about being harassed for liking CD and yes some fans probably send anon hate but that doesn't mean any critic of CD is harassment?

Tell me how I'm the asshole here for suggesting they stop obsessing over t/b this much? How am I the asshole when I'm the one they all blocked and apparently I'm a bad guy because I followed some popular accounts who post DC and said some weird things about D which I didn't even know about.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole #ship discourse