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project: make you love me (jyh) | thirteen.

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—summary: yunho can’t stand how you’re so wrapped up in the notorious campus fuckboy, park seonghwa. he would gladly love you the way you deserve, despite being shy, awkward and the complete opposite of seonghwa. thus, when he finds himself spending more time with you over literature reviews and random study sessions, he decides to take on the challenge to win you over.

—pairing: jeong yunho x f. reader x park seonghwa

—genre: (18+ - minors dni) strangers/friends to lovers, college au | fluff, angst, smut

—word count: 5.9k

—chapter content/warnings: cussing/mature language, date with yunho!! 🥰, yunho and oc talk a bit about family dynamics, oc meets his mom and aunt <33, just a sprinkle of seonghwa, lots of sweet kisses, making out, breast play, unprotected sex, oral sex (f. receiving), fingering, clit play, teasing, a lil bit of a handjob, multiple orgasms (2 lol), praising, post-sex cuddles!, sorry if i missed anything - quickly edited 😅

"Why are you doing that?" Yunho laughs, grabbing at your hand and giving it a gentle squeeze from the driver's seat to prevent you from fiddling with your fingers even more.

"I'm nervous." You pout and Yunho can't help but squish your cheeks.

"It's gonna be fine." Yunho smiles before shifting his attention back to the road. "Mom couldn't stop texting me about how excited she was to finally meet you."

"Me?" You ask him, almost in disbelief. "What if she sees me and she changes her mind!"

"She won't. She wouldn't do that over—" Yunho pauses and you can see the tip of his ear turn red, a faint rosy tint also creeping up to the surface of his cheeks.

"Over?"

"Nevermind."

"Hey, that's not fair." You playfully pinch him on the bicep, making him chuckle in his response. "Say it, Jeong Yunho."

"Not the government name." You glare at him and he shakes his head in defeat. "I was just gonna say she wouldn't do that over someone I'm sure about." Your eyes widen at the response before you smile and giggle.

"You mean that?"

"Of course I do." He laughs, placing a kiss on the surface of your hand. "So trust me when I say don't worry, okay? They'll adore you."

"Okay." Your bottom lip pokes out a bit. Today, Yunho was taking you on a date. To where? He wouldn't tell you. He wouldn't budge, no. But, you do know you're meeting his mom and aunt over a small dinner at the house, your nerves running wild since the moment you've hit the road. It's been awhile since your last relationship, and you really, really adore Yunho.

You don't wanna mess this up.

You are in love with him, and you hope they like you just like he promises they will. You are already hoping to build a good relationship with them, especially if you plan to be around. You can't help but think of your own mom and sister, hoping you'll be able to be plan something soon for them so they can officially meet Yunho in the right circumstances.

Since you're in Yunho's hometown, you aren't too familiar with what's around. You keep your eyes fixed on the scenery passing you by, listening to Yunho softly hum to the music in the background while he continues to drive off to the first destination. He seems to be taking you to the outskirts, driving deeper to the point where the small city fades into the back while the greenery begins to take over. He has to drive on a narrow path before he's navigating through a beaten, dirt path and into a lot that is surrounded by apple trees.

"Yunho." You continue to look out the window as he pulls into a spot in between two trees, a few other cars lining down the aisle.

"Yes?" He shuts off the car and unbuckles his seatbelt, looking at you with a sly smirk on his face.

"What're we doing?"

"Apple picking." You squeal and clap your hands, no longer able to contain your excitement. You had briefly mentioned going fruit picking to Yunho, stating it as a bucket list item of yours. He swings your door open to help you out of the car before leading you to the bins to place your apples in. Yunho hands you one, pleading for you to try and not fill it up too much so the bin doesn't get too heavy. He leads you down the open trail, already picking at a few nice apples along the branches. You stick closer to the ones in close proximity to your height, eyes lighting up every time you're able to snag a pretty one off the branches.

"Aw, I love this." You giggle, picking a few more off of the nearby branches. "They all look too pretty to eat."

"I know. I'm grabbing a few for my mom and aunt." Yunho effortlessly grabs a few off the taller branches, placing them gently into the bin. "Wanna save some for your mom and sister?"

"Just a few. I'm not even sure when if I'll see them in time. Otherwise Soobin, Chaery and Seungmo can eat them." He smiles.

"Sounds like a plan. Are they around for break?"

"In and out. I think the person who is staying here the most is Soobin. Chaery and Seungmin have a couple of plans with their families."

"Mm."

"What about Yeo?"

"He'll mostly be at the apartment." He caresses your chin. "What about you?"

"Ah, my family isn't big on doing things. We'll celebrate for the holidays but that's all."

"You should. I'd love to meet your mom and sister again.. under better circumstances." You laugh.

"You will." You and Yunho continue to walk down the path, each stopping to take photos of each other under the crisp, afternoon sunlight. Once you're satisfied with the amount of apples in your bin, you take them to the weighing scale and pay for the apples before grabbing a small snack of freshly baked apple fritters and tea. You and Yunho sit at a picnic table to enjoy the sun slowly settling below the horizon. Yunho shows you his new lockscreen while you eat; a picture of you holding an apple next to your cheek while you cutely smile.

"You're really cute." He smiles at his phone just before tossing his wrappers into the trash can.

"You take the best photos of me. You sure you aren't into photography or anything?" He shakes his head.

"No. Just like taking pictures of you, thats all." You blush. "We should probably get going. There's one more place I wanna take you before we head to my house for dinner."

"Where?" He smirks.

"It's just 15 mins away. I think you'll like it. We'll only be there for an hour since the event is gonna end soon."

"Hm, okay Yunho. Surprise me some more." You tease with a giggle.

"I will." He kisses you on the temple before holding your hand and heading back to the car. The sun hasn't completely set yet, but the skies are filled with orange and red hues as you continue to drive along to your next destination. Yunho drives off to a nearby park that holds rollerskating events in the evening, except tonight would be its last night before it's converted to an ice skating rink. Yunho talks a bit about how he spent a lot of time at this park with his friends when he was young, and how they've done a lot to make the park nicer over the years. Now, they hold plenty of events that bring the community together.

When he pulls into another lot, you can already hear the music blaring from within the park. It's muffled due to the trees surrounding the area, but the park is well lit even though the sun hasn't fully set. There are string lights hanging from tree to tree, even around the picnic tables that are planted around the area. As Yunho continues to walk down the path, you see a circular rink where people are rollerskating. There is a DJ blasting music off to the side, and a booth where you can rent skates.

"Rollerskating?" Your eyes light up. "Yunho?!"

"Thought we could give it a try together before they get rid of it."

"You're the best." You tippy-toe to wrap your arms around his neck, planting a sweet kiss against his lips. His large hands come to squeeze your side, holding the kiss for as long as he can before he slightly pulls away.

"Actually, I wanted to ask you something." He brushes the hair away from your face, thumb coming down to caress your cheek. You feel the butterflies swirling in your stomach when Yunho looks at you, his touch simple but warm, safe.

Comforting.

"What is it, Yunho?"

"I just really, really like you, Y/N. You make me happy, and you make me feel safe. I don't feel like I have to be someone I'm not, and that's the best feeling. I don't know, you just.. bring out the best in me. It sounds cliché, but I mean it when I say I haven't felt this way before."

"I feel the same." You caress his jaw. You would have never known that asking Yunho for help would lead to this— would lead to him being a special person in your life, someone you can't imagine your days without.

"So, I-I was hoping that, maybe, you could be my girlfriend?" You giggle and hug him again, nodding to give him his answer.

"I'd love to be." He cups your cheeks and brings you in for another kiss.

"Phew. I was actually losing my shit on the way here." You laugh as Yunho leads the way to the rental booth. "I kept rehearsing it in my head."

"Why?! Did you think I was gonna reject you?"

"Uh, yeah?" He gives you a look.

"No, never."

"Never, hm?" He teases before shifting his attention to the staff member at the booth. He pays for the rentals and hands you your skates, giving you the green light to walk over to the nearest bench and slip them in. You used to rollerskate when you were younger, but it's been years and you've only tried inline skating. Yunho already seems to be more pro than you because he's standing on his two feet comfortably, while your knees are shaking and you can't seem to fully stand up. He laughs as he comes closer, creating a bit of distance to give you some space to get used to the feeling. "Slowly, baby. Shift your weight a bit." You pout as you continue to practice, finally getting into a rhythm after a good 10 minutes.

"I think I should be okay." You say, comfortably skating over to Yunho without wobbling around. He nods and takes your hand, slowly skating over to join the crowd at the rink. "How are you literally so good at everything?"

"Nah." He laughs. "We'll go slow, okay? Everyone's going at their own pace." You smile, trusting in Yunho to take care of you. You easily begin to get comfortable with the music blasting in the background, skating alongside your man as the rest of the crowd enjoys themselves. Today was such an eventful day that you're wishing it never ends. All you find yourself doing while skating is laughing with Yunho and squealing every time you feel like you're going a little too fast and lose your balance.

You feel like you're on cloud nine and you wish you can stay in this moment forever with him.

The hour wraps up quick, and the DJ is having to end the night with a bittersweet speech about how he'll miss playing for this event. You and Yunho return the skates to the booth and slip back into your shoes, rushing over to the car before the lot could get too packed from everyone leaving at once. You laugh when Yunho quickly reverses and heads out of the lot, joking about how you've never seen him move that fast. When you're finally out and away from traffic, Yunho relaxes a little and takes you back into the central part of town for dinner.

"Yuyu?" He lets out a small chuckle hearing the Chaery-granted nickname slip from your lips. Nonetheless, he's grown a liking to it and loves having a nickname you two enjoy.

"Hm?" He hums.

"Do you remember anything about your dad?" You flat out pose the question without thinking. He doesn't answer right away so you immediately follow-up with a— "Wait, I'm sorry. We don't have to do this right now if you aren't ready."

"No, love. It's fine. I'm okay talking about it, it's just not a common topic for me." He flashes you a small, reassuring smile. "To answer your question, no, I really don't remember anything about him. I remember seeing him come and go in the apartment we lived in when I was younger, and I remember seeing going with him to see some of his side of the family. But even then, those bits are blurred. I can't imagine what he looks like now, I can't make out a height. I can't make out much of his features." Your heart sinks.

"I'm so sorry, Yunho."

"It's okay. You don't have to apologize." He shrugs. "Part of me wishes I knew a bit more than what I know, but then I think about my mom and how she never gave up on me. She gave me everything even when times were tough. She treated me well and raised me well. She never tried to raise her voice at me and she never scolded me the way other parents would. She knew how to communicate with me even when I was small. I guess I never really needed him in the first place. I didn't feel the lack of love or support anywhere."

"That's amazing. I can tell you adore your mom to bits. It must have been tough for her, and I can only imagine."

"It was. It was really tough. But, we got through it together. I tried to fill in the empty spaces as much as possible."

"You're her world, that's more than enough. I know she appreciates you so much." He smiles at you, thumb running over the back of your hand. "There's nothing that could replace you, or any other love that could be better."

"My aunt says I kinda look like him." He chuckles. "But, she says she's glad I'm the complete opposite. My mom likes to remind her that I'm hers only." You laugh.

"How cute. You are hers."

"I know you said your dad comes around, but how is he with your mom nowadays?"

"They're good. I mean, like I said, they're better this way. They still bicker but it's not like before." You let out a soft sigh. "At first, she didn't understand why my sister and I still wanted to see him and have a relationship with him after the divorce. She was hurt, I guess. After everything they've been through. But, my dad never neglected us. He was still a good dad. He still is, even with the distance. He tries."

"That's good. Sometimes, they stop when all that goes down so it's good he still tries and is present in your lives."

"Yeah, I think so. Eventually, my mom understood that we still wanted him to be in our lives no matter what. And, I think she could see he felt the same."

"That's nice. Do you see him for holidays?"

"He'll pop in for a little." Yunho nods. "Even though I'm nervous, I can't wait to meet your mom and aunt." You shift the topic back to his family.

"Hm, really?" He chuckles. "I can't wait for you to meet them, too. Especially since we're right around the corner."

"Already?!" He nods.

"Already. She told me they prepped a lot of food so.. should be fun."

"Now I'm even more nervous." You whine a bit and he laughs.

"It'll be fine, baby. Trust me." The petname makes your stomach do flips, but you can't really think about that now. He pulls around the corner and into the driveway of the 5th house down the street. The lights in the house are all on, and you can faintly see shadows moving around in what you assume is the kitchen area. "Ready?" He unbuckles his seatbelt and gives you a soft smile.

"Mhm." Yunho comes to assist you in the passenger's side, grabbing the bag of apples from behind your seat to bring into the house. He takes his keys from the carabiner hanging on his jeans, unlocking the door to a fairly loud house— mainly due to the TV in the living room.

"Hello?" Yunho calls out and you hear his aunt scream in excitement.

"Yunho! You made it." His mom greets him first before his aunt does. She looks at you with a soft smile, immediately welcoming you into her arms.

"This is Y/N." He steps aside to let you finish greeting his mom and his aunt, the both of them wrapping you into big, tight hugs.

"She's a pretty one, how did you manage to snag her?" His aunt teases, making his mom smack her on the arm in response.

"Yeah, right?" Yunho playfully agrees anyway.

"Come on, Y/N! Make yourself feel at home. Food is ready, I'm sure you two are starving."

"Thank you." You smile at her and follow her into the dining area. The table is set nicely, with a few candles in the center to help bring in some warmth and those winter season smells you love so much. You almost feel bad that they've cooked so much food, but Yunho is happy and he's excited to dig in. He pulls out your chair before sitting next to you, hand on your thigh to give it a comforting, reassuring squeeze.

"Y/N, please. Go ahead and start. What drinks do you two want?" His aunt asks.

"I'll help you."

"I'm okay with water. Thank you." Yunho stands to help his aunt with the drinks, his mom sitting in front of you with a smile on her face.

"It really is so nice to finally meet you. Yunho doesn't stop talking about you." You hear Yunho clear his throat as he hands you a cup of water.

"Not like that. I take some breaks in between." He jokes.

"He definitely doesn't." His mom corrects him, handing you the bowl of rice. "It's cute to see him all shy like this. He really likes you, and I can see why." You giggle.

"Oh, well. I can say the same." You help yourself to some rice before passing more food around the table. "Yunho's very sweet. He helped me a lot with one of our classes."

"That's cute." His aunt plops onto her seat and laughs. "Tell us about yourself, Y/N. We've been dying to meet you." You laugh, proceeding to tell them more about yourself, your mom, dad and sister. As you've continued to talk about your childhood and how things have been over the years, you find yourself comfortable enough to open up about both the highs and lows being with your family. It was nice to hear Yunho's mom and aunt reassure you, telling you it was nice that your family still got along no matter the circumstance.

Then, you and Yunho talked a little bit more about school and how you two got close over literature class. You shyly praise him in front of his family, telling them how one of your favorite things about him was his humor and how laidback he's always been. Yunho's mom tells you that Yunho has always remained the same throughout the years— that he's always been the same 'sweet, affectionate, funny-boned' boy she's always adored.

After a good, long dinner, you and Yunho help clean up in the kitchen, tagteaming on dishes while his mom and aunt cleaned the table and around the counters. His mom packs you both some leftovers, telling you to share with your roommates. She packs it neatly into separate bags for you and Yunho, handing it over with a sweet smile on her face.

"It's late. You should've just stayed." You hug Yunho's aunt before hugging his mom. She keeps her arm around you, gently rubbing at your back as she continues to softly scold Yunho.

"It's not that late, mom. I'll be okay."

"Still! It's dark out and you have a two hour drive ahead of you."

"I know, I know. Next time." He looks at his mom. "May I have my girlfriend back?"

"Maybe." His mom teases back. "Promise me you'll stay next time."

"Promise." Yunho winks at his mom as he finally gets a hold of your hand and leads you out to the car.

"Mhm. I saw that. Seriously, come back soon, okay? You two better stay here next time." His aunt says, making you laugh as you wave.

"We will. I'll make sure of it." You respond.

"I really like her." His aunt says loud enough for you to hear, causing you to giggle to yourself while you settle into the passenger's seat.

"Yunho." His mom calls out just as he's about to step in, one leg already thrown into the car.

"Huh?"

"Drive safely."

"Of course. I'll tokyo drift all the way back to the apartment, how's that? Gets me there faster."

"Jeong Yunho!" She playfully scolds him.

"Kidding. I will!" He laughs and waves her off, finally getting into the car.

"Stop teasing your mom like that." You chuckle.

"It's funny, isn't it?"

"You're too much." Yunho smiles and kisses your hand just before holding it.

"Mm, wanna watch a movie when we get back? If you're not too tired."

"I'm down."

"You're gonna fall asleep on the way, aren't you?"

"Maybe." You shyly admit. You are feeling pretty exhausted after your day, but you're trying your hardest not to give in so you can continue to keep Yunho company on the long drive back. "But, I'm trying to stay up so I can keep you company.

"It's okay, baby." He says softly, eyes glued onto the road ahead. "If you wanna nap, you should nap."

"What about you?" You yawn, head leaning back against the headrest.

"I'm used to these drives. I'll be okay. Promise."

"Okay." You feel your eyes getting heavy. It isn't long before you fall asleep, Yunho turning down the music and turning up the heat. Quite frankly, he is tired. But, he wasn't lying when he said he was used to these drives. Plus, overall, he does enjoy driving. It soothes him, relaxes him.

He can't wait to get back home and cuddle with you over a movie.

You're his, and he is yours.

The thought alone makes Yunho feel so giddy inside.

After a somewhat grueling 2 hours, Yunho finally pulls into the familiar lot. You had woken up about 30 minutes ago, and Yunho is glad you did or else he'd feel terrible having to wake you up from a good slumber in the car. The both of you make your way back up to his apartment, finding that Yeosang isn't home. The apartment is dark, but warm. It's spotless and it's incredibly quiet.

You make your way to the restroom to quickly freshen up and change into Yunho's shirt for the night. You brush your teeth and finish up your bedtime routine before stepping out, seeing Yunho sitting on the living room floor while flipping through the movie options.

"I'll be back." He points to the TV. "I kinda just settled on that new Leave the World Behind movie."

"Sounds good to me." He quickly eyes his shirt on you, no bottoms. And god, it instantly drives him crazy. Before he could fall too deep into his feelings, Yunho waddles off to the bathroom to get ready for the evening and changed into some sweats and a shirt. By the time he heads back out to the living room, you've shut off all the lights, and you've paused the movie right at the beginning. Your eyes are fixed on your phone, and a few texts come in. But, Yunho doesn't really pay much attention to it and instead plops onto the ground right in front of you.

chaery: hello?! I SAW YOUR STORY. did he finally ask you to be his gf?! holy shit!!

seungmin: y/n's tied down now ayeeee

soobin: congrats!! when's the wedding!!

seonghwa: i see you're around for break.

seonghwa: wanted to see you really quickly and apologize. you don't have to do anything or say anything, but at least hear me out.

You roll your eyes at the two texts from Seonghwa, quickly responding to your roommates before locking your phone and tossing it aside.

"You don't wanna sit up here?" Your arms hang over Yunho as your chin rests on his head.

"I need to stretch." He laughs. "Sorry pretty. I'll be right here." He resumes the movie just as you kiss the top of his head and switch your attention to the screen.

The both of you are equally invested in the movie, even as you continue to hang over Yunho while he holds onto your arms. You've barely even reached halfway when catch yourself ogling at Yunho's hands and the veins that run through them. You peek over to see how glued he is to the movie, eyeing his side profile before placing a gentle kiss on his temple, cheek. He giggles a bit before looking up at you, the mood in the room doing a complete flip when he sees the look in your eyes.

It's the same look he had when he was checking you out in his shirt.

"What's up, cutie?"

"I just wanna say thank you for today."

"You don't have to thank me."

"I do. I really enjoyed it, so thank you, babe."

"Of course. Is there anything else on your mind?"

"Just wanna kiss you."

"That's it?" He teases, watching as you dip forward to close in on his lips.

"Maybe." You whisper just as you kiss him. At first, the kiss is sweet, innocent. The next moment, it's deeper, more intense— your tongue dancing around with his while the movie is a long-gone thought in the background. Yunho gently bites onto your bottom lip before pulling back; eyes full of lust meeting yours.

"Do you wanna move to the room?" He licks his lips while his eyes dart from your eyes, back down to your lips.

"Mhm." You respond softly, hands still cupping Yunho's cheeks. He smiles and plants a quick kiss to your lips before standing to his feet. He shuts off the movie and helps you up from the couch, leading you to his room. Yunho shuts his door, watching as you climb into bed and under the covers. It's not long before he joins you— slightly hovering over you as he pulls the covers over his body.

"Baby." He calls lowly.

"Yeah?" Your fingers are tangled at the ends of his hair, eyes scanning every feature on Yunho's face— his long lashes, his pink lips, his doe eyes, his soft, black hair. You adore everything about Yunho, and you can't help but melt in his hold.

"Is it okay if I keep going..?" You nod quietly as Yunho leans in to meet your lips again, hand coming up underneath your shirt to caress your bare skin. His hand his warm against the surface, and it's enough to light up your entire body; fireworks going off every time Yunho deepens the kiss a little more. He gives your side a squeeze, lips now trailing down to the corner of your lips, your jaw.

Neck.

Yunho takes his time on your neck, though. And god, do you love every bit of it. You squirm underneath him, teeth nibbling on your bottom lip when you feel Yunho's tongue glide across the surface before gently sucking on it, when you feel him slowly rocking his hips against you. He catches the way you continue to bite onto your lip, smirking against your skin just as he places another kiss at the base.

Down to your collarbone.

"Can I?" He whispers, slowly lifting up the edge of your shirt. You nod, lifting yourself up to help Yunho tug the shirt over your head and onto the floor. He takes a moment to admire your bare chest, eyes glowing at how beautiful you look underneath him. "So pretty." His eyes are now glued onto yours as he continues to leave a trail of kisses down your chest. His tongue glides over to a nipple, popping the bud into his mouth before working his tongue in a circular motion. You let out a small whimper and Yunho feels the blood rush straight down to his dick.

He can't wait to have all of you. To have a taste, to feel you around him.

As his and his only.

He moves to the next bud, sucking gently before repeating the circular motions around your nipple— pulling back with a small pop. You feel the goosebumps heighten on your arms, the pleasure already surging through your veins.

"Taking these off." Yunho says as he makes his way down, finger slightly dipping underneath the waistband of your pjay bottoms. You watch as he sheds off your bottoms and panties, tossing them off to the side to join your [his] shirt on the floor. You feel incredibly shy being this bare, this vulnerable, in front of Yunho. But, the feeling dissipates when he smiles in awe; his large hands caressing your thighs and giving them a kiss. "You're so beautiful." He plants a kiss to your inner thigh. "Wanna make you feel good, love." He watches for your response as he softly nibbles on your inner thigh.

"Please." You respond, almost whimpering for him to continue. Your breath hitches when you feel his thumb graze over your folds then press on your clit. He starts to rub your already sensitive nub in slow, circular motions to test the waters, before diving in with his tongue against you. His other hand is gripping your thigh, keeping your legs spread open so he could get you in all angles, taste every drop of you. "Yunho." You breathily moan, hands tangled in his hair as he continues to lap at your folds and suck on your clit. He proceeds with slipping a finger inside of you, pumping at a slow and steady pace while continuing to work his tongue on you. It's not long before he's slipping another digit in— this time, watching your reaction from in between your thighs, biting onto his lip every time you squirm and moan for him to keep going.

Yunho finds, at this very moment, that he can't get enough of you. He wants to be the only one who keeps making you feel good, and he wants to keep hearing you like this. He wants to be everything for you, as long as you'll let him.

"All this for me, hm?" He hums, feeling his digits coated in your slickness. He quickly removes his fingers and replaces the pleasure with his tongue again, allowing you to grind against him when he picks up his pace— lapping at your folds and flicking at your clit; sucking every drop of you he can get.

"Oh—Yunho!” You almost yell his name, hands now gripping his hair as you continue to grind against his mouth. He lets out a groan against you, sending the vibrations straight to your core. "Oh shit, I'm—" Your statement is broken because your mind is fuzzy with your orgasm approaching quick. You're probably gripping on Yunho's hair a little too tightly without realizing but he doesn't mind. Especially when your face contorts in pleasure, a beautiful, strangled moan leaving your lips as you twitch in his grip. He keeps your legs opened, mouth still latched onto you until you've come down from your high. "Oh my god." You mumble and Yunho chuckles.

"You okay, baby?" You nod just as Yunho leans forward to kiss you, letting you taste yourself on his lips. "Wanna feel you." He takes your hand and presses it against his hardened cock. He hisses at your touch, shutting his eyes for a brief moment as you palm him through his sweats. "See what you do to me? Want all of you."

"You have me, Yunho." You tug at his shirt, giving him leverage to shed it off and toss it on the floor. "You have me." You repeat. He simply sheds off his sweats and boxers, his cock springing free from its confines. You can't help but ogle at how he's built— his toned abs, his biceps, his pretty, thick cock. You help yourself and continue to stroke him for a bit, pumping at a slow pace while your thumb spreads the pre-cum all over his tip. He lets out a shaky breath just as he lowers himself onto you, planting kisses along your jaw and neck.

"Fuck. I don't have any condoms." He pauses and looks at you, but you respond by shaking your head.

"It's fine. I'm on birth control. And clean. Promise." You reassure him, knowing you made sure to get tested after Seonghwa just in case. He nods and takes his length in his hand, gently tapping it against your folds and nudging the tip against your clit to tease you.

"Ready?"

"Yes. Need you." Yunho wastes no time pushing himself into you slowly, burying himself to the hilt. He pauses for a minute to adjust to the feeling, giving you a moment to take him in. His forehead is pressed against yours as he lays a kiss on the tip of your nose, moving down to your lips. He holds the kiss for a second before parting, savoring the feeling of your lips against his for the brief moment.

Yunho begins to pick up his pace, letting out a small groan when he feels how tight you are. He loves seeing your back slightly arch, the goosebumps forming on your skin when he touches you lightly— lips grazing the surface of your collarbones, chest, just ghosting over your nipples. You moan his name when he quickly sucks on your buds, snapping his hips at a faster pace. The room is filled with sounds of skin against skin, wet kisses and moans that are nothing short of pornographic. Yunho thrusts hard one, two, three times, his mouth swallowing the loud moan you let out.

"God, you feel so good around me." He says. "Like you were meant for me."

"I am." You cutely respond and Yunho lets out a shaky breath.

"Mmmfuck." Yunho lets out just as he takes his thumb to your clit. You feel the tingle down your spine, the pleasure building in your gut, as Yunho rolls his hips in a steady fashion; enough to drive you crazy, pushing you close to the edge. "Gotta cum for me, baby."

"So close." You moan, gently biting at his bottom lip and tugging it back. "I'm so close, babe."

"That's my girl." He says, taking note of how you continue to squirm in his hold, your walls clenching around him.

That's it.

You're my babygirl.

So good for me.

He continues to praise you in your ear until he finally tips you over the edge, eyes shut close as you let out a string of moans— calling his name like a mantra. Yunho feels you squeeze him, walls wrapping him so tightly he might just lose himself right at this moment. So, he locks his hands with yours— holding it against the pillow as he thrusts into you and chases his own high.

Luckily, Yeosang hasn't walked in yet or else he's not really sure how Yeo would react to hearing your loud moans. Yunho doesn't care much to shush you right now, though. He loves hearing it. He's basking in all of this, all of you.

"Y/N—" He groans. "Baby, where do you want me?"

"Inside, please." You're finally meeting his gaze with those doe-eyes of yours and Yunho lets himself go. He moans as his hips stutter, coating your walls as he releases and fills you up. It takes a moment before he comes back down from his orgasm, Yunho looking at you through hooded eyes before lazily planting a kiss on your lips.

"You okay?" He whispers, brushing the hair away from your face.

"Mhm." You kiss him again before he leaves the covers, snatching a piece of tissue from his desk to clean you up.

"I'll grab you some water. Do you want anything else, love?" You shake your head and slip back into his shirt.

"No, thank you." He smiles while throwing on his boxers and sweats, walking out to grab some cold water. He comes back shortly, shutting his door before handing you the water. You take a few gulps before you're satisfied, leaving the water aside to slip under the covers and get comfortable. Yunho immediately pulls you into his arms; one arm around your neck, with the other wrapped around your waist. "You're so warm." He chuckles.

"Good. As long as you're okay." He kisses your forehead. "Y/N?"

"Yeah?"

"You’re everything to me.”

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topguncortez · 1 year

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“ man, fuck that guy. go show her what she’s missing. “ with bradley?

pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Seresin!Female callsign: Hades warnings: none, it's fluffy prompts list | master prompts list main masterlist | Bradley Bradshaw masterlist

If there was one thing that Jake Seresin hated more than a bad hair day or losing a dog fight, it would have to be his little sister's boyfriend. He wasn't sure why she decided to stay with someone who was always so negative and just so opposite of her. But Jake hated him. And so did Bradley Bradshaw.

Bradley saw Y/N Seresin exactly once, and was head over heels in love with her. She was sweet, and nice, and smelled like the ocean. She listened to every single word that Bradley said, and asked him questions that made him think a bit. He didn't know she was a Seresin until Jake walked up to them and said the classic "are you bothering my baby sister?" line.

Bradley expected Jake to warn him off of his sister, but Jake instead did the opposite. He encouraged Bradley to go after his sister. Any man was better than Craig. So Bradley did what he could, trying to get Y/N out on dates, spending late nights going over flight plans, studying old routes in the library. Bradley even kissed her one night, but it ended with Y/N shoving him away.

Currently, Bradley and Jake were surrounded by the dagger squad at the hard deck. It was Friday and everyone wanted to shake off the stress of the week. Jake was lining up his shot on the pool table as the door to the hard deck slammed open. He looked over and saw his baby sister storm in and straight to the restroom. Jake rolled his eyes as Craig came strolling in after and walked to the group.

"Hey guys," He smiled.

"Greg," Jake greeted.

"It's Craig, Jake," Craig corrected. Jake rolled his eyes. He had been calling him the wrong name nearly every day since Y/N first brought him home.

"What's up with Hades?" Phoenix asked.

"You mean, Y/N? Nothing, she's just moody," Craig said. He never really understood why Y/N's friends always called her by her callsign. It was strange for him, and he never got used to it.

Jake stiffened and stood up, "Why don't you go get yourself a drink."

"I'm not-"

"It wasn't a suggestion," Jake gave him a fake smile.

"I'll go with you, Greg," Bob said, getting off his barstool. Craig seemed to like Bob, maybe it was because they were somewhat alike. Craig worked as a broker of a bank, he was quiet and nerdy, kind of like Bob. But Bob was cooler.

When Craig and Bob were out of ear shot, Jake sighed, "One of these days, I'm going to snap his glasses in half."

"That's not nice," Bradley finally spoke up.

"He treats her liken shit, and I'm tired of it," Jake said, "You saw her, she was fucking crying when she walked in here. Man. . . fuck that guy. Bradshaw, go show her what she's missing."

"What?! Me?!" Bradley asked.

"Oh don't act like you haven't wanted a chance to get up in her flight suit," Payback joked. Bradley glared at him and he held his hands up in defense, "Besides, she's probably the only one she'd talk to right now."

Jake looked at him and Bradley sighed, "I'll be back."

Bradley walked his way down to the rest room, knocking on the door and waiting for the soft invite to come in. Y/N was running her hands under the faucet when Bradley walked in. Her eyes and cheeks were red, a tell-tale sign that she had been crying.

"Wanna talk about-"

"Can we leave?"

"What?" Bradley asked confused. Y/N turned the water off, and looked at Bradley. She didn't say anything but took a step forward and smashed her lips to his. Bradley was caught off guard for only a second, before kissing her back. Their tongues fought for dominance as she pushed Bradley against the bathroom wall. Her hands trailed down Bradley's body to his belt.

"Wait. . ." Bradley grabbed her hands, "As much as I want this. . . what about Craig?"

"What about him? You hate him, Jake hates him, hell, my mom sends me a text every day about how much she hates him."

"I am not going to let you cheat on him though," Bradley's parents raised him better than that.

"Fine," Y/N walked towards the door, pulling it open. Bradley furrowed his eyebrows walking after her. She walked up to Craig who smiled and handed her a drink, "I'm breaking up with you."

"Oh shit."

"WHAT?!" Craig yelled, "B-but I thought this was-"

"I'm sorry. . . you're just too boring. Being with you is like watching paint dry. And you treat me like shit and I'm tired of you trying to train me to be a housewife," Y/N said.

"I don't understand. Y/N," Craig grabbed her hands, "I love you."

"We've been together for three months. . ." Y/N said and pulled her hands away.

"Here's twenty bucks for the drink, and 10 for an uber," Bradley said, coming up to them, "Don't make this worse than it needs to be, buddy."

Craig watched with his jaw dropped as Bradley grabbed Y/N's hand and pulled her away from him. Jake smiled at his friend and Craig looked at him for help. Jake mouthed 'I'm sorry' and shrugged before going back to playing pool.

"You're crazy, you know that," Bradley said as they walked out of the hard deck.

"Don't act like you don't like it," Y/N said, grabbing the collar of his shirt and bringing him in for a kiss.

"Oh, I love it," Bradley smirked, bending down, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder. Y/N laughed as Bradley carried her towards his Bronco. She looked up to see Craig standing in the doorway and she waved at him with a smirk on her lips.

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the-way-of-words · 1 year

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I'm Not Leaving 'Til You Leave First Part One

Noah Sebastian x Holly(ofc) mentions of Nick Ruffilo/Noah Sebastian

Content warnings: oral sex, P in V sex, fingering, slight pain play, some spanking, choking, unprotected sex. little angst. noah's got big feelings and he doesn't wanna think about them

Contains sexual situations with fictionalized versions of real people. This is fiction yall. It's not real. But if that squicks ya, hit the back button.

Summary: Noah's POV from For These Empty Nights through I'd Trade The World For Your City Lights Part One

Part of the PolyVerse // MasterList

Noah doesn't know what he's doing with her. All he knows is he can't get her out of his fucking head. It's been months since they saw each other, since Nick dangled Holly in front of him until he couldn't stop himself; just had to have a taste of her. He's thought of that night so many times, has got himself off to the memory of it more than he wants to admit. It doesn't help that they communicate almost constantly; texts here, a phone call there. He's learned so much about her in the last few months and he doesn't want to stop.

She's started dating, and he really tries not to think about the stab in his chest when she tells him. Why Nick started dating someone else instead of locking things down with Holly, he'll never know. He saw how Nick looked at her. But if the man wants to live in denial, so be it. He can't help but be a little gleeful when he's the one she asks to get her out of the first date, and one after that… and the one after that. There's something there between the two of them, he's sure of it, but he doesn't know if they'll ever get the chance to see what it is.

“You know, we're only a couple hours away tomorrow… there's a spot for you on the list if you want it."

There's a laugh from the other side of the line.

"Why, Noah Davis, are you telling me you want to see me?"

"And if I am?"

"You got a deal… because I might want to see you too."

He laughs when she tells him not to let it go to his head, but really, he’s pleased as punch that she said yes.

It takes all Noah has to make it through the sound check with his wits intact the next day. As soon as it's done, he's slipping out of the venue and into her car. They barely make it to her room, and even then; it feels like he's got her on the edge of the bed and he's on his knees before the door is even closed. Her pants are off and her legs are around his shoulders as he eats her out like it's the last thing he'll get to do. If she didn’t seem to feel the same, his enthusiasm to get his mouth on her would be embarrassing, but she chokes out his name at the first touch of his tongue against her, writhes against his mouth when he brings two fingers into it, breaching her easily.

He can't help but take his mouth off her to watch, just for a second. There's a blush rising on her cheeks, her eyes shut tight while she pushes her bra down to tweak her nipples as her hips roll in time with his fingers. It almost hurts to break the spell, to look away from her face, but the taste of her as she cums on his tongue and fingers more than makes up for it. He gets her through the comedown before rising to kiss the breath from her lungs, letting her taste herself when he licks into her mouth. There's not enough time for anything else, but Noah doesn’t mind. He’s been thinking about getting his mouth on her for months now.

She’s tense as they drive back to the venue. There’s something bugging her, he can tell; it's in the nervous energy that seems to have overtaken her, the way her fingers drum on the steering wheel at every red light. He's pretty sure it's because of Nick, since his friend didn’t know Holly was coming until he himself said something. There was a stunned, almost hurt look on his face; one that creeps back on to his friends' features when he and Holly walk in. Noah observes as she greets everyone, saving Nick for last. There’s an aloof air to her, as if she’s trying to keep her distance, but it quickly fades when Nick speaks. He doesn’t know what the other man says, but whatever it is has her softening and opening her arms for him.

He fucks her roughly after the gig, one hand buried in her hair, the other on her waist, fingers digging into her skin hard enough to bruise as he takes her from behind. She tightens around him so hard when she cums, moans buried in the sheets, Noah thinks he sees stars. It doesn't take long after that for him to follow her, sucking a mark into the skin of her shoulder as he releases into her. He pushes down the way his heart kicks in his chest when she lets him be the big spoon afterwards, letting him thread their fingers together to rest in front of her as they fall asleep.

Noah wakes in the morning to fingers skimming along his chest, working a path downwards. Her voice is still soft with sleep when she whispers, "Is this okay?" Her fingers skirt closer and closer to where he wants her touch before pulling back, chuckling when he takes her hand and places it near the base of his cock.

"It's absolutely okay," his words cut off when she leans down, taking him into her mouth. It's a quick movement, just enough to get him wet before she straddles his thighs. Wrapping a hand around his cock, he holds himself steady so she can sink down onto him. Noah can hear the breath catch in her throat when he bottoms out, and he watches her eyes close as she circles her hips. Feeling entranced, he watches her move, head falling back to the pillow when she plants her hands on his chest, lifting her hips as she rides him.

One of his hands travels up and down her thigh, reveling in the feel of her skin under his while the other holds her at the waist. His eyes zero in on the finger shaped bruises he must have left last night and when he presses his thumb into one of the dark spots, she hisses, her inner muscles clenching around him. Noah thinks she might like a bit of pain, with the way she moans when he does it again. It's information he files away, possibly to be explored at a later time and he understands now why Nick keeps hooking up with her when he's not seeing someone; if Noah had the time, he'd keep her in bed as long as possible, find all the ways he could make her gasp and moan.

But they don't have that kind of time, so he plants his feet, giving himself leverage to lift his hips to meet every downstroke of hers. She cums with a gasp when he brings his thumb to rub her clit, tightening around him to trigger his own climax. Her hair falls in a curtain around them as she rests her forehead against his, their breath mingling together as they come down. Both of them gasp when she grinds against him one last time before lifting off him to collapse at his side. He waits until his breath is fully under control before turning to face her. "That was a nice way to wake up.”

"Yes it was," she says as she stretches, and he can't help but lightly pinch one of her nipples when it makes its way into his eye line. Holly sucks in a breath, huffing a laugh when she pushes his hand away. There's a blush forming on her cheeks when she speaks, propping herself on an elbow to look at him. "How would you feel about grabbing some breakfast with me this morning?”

That she wants to spend more time with him stirs something in his chest and Noah can feel himself smile when he replies, "I think I could make room for breakfast… could even invite Nick. I'm sure he'd like to spend some time with you." Which might have been the wrong thing to say as he watches her face fall at the mention of their friend. "Or not… Did something happen between you two?"

He's curious, especially when her face shutters closed, whatever emotion she’s feeling hidden from him. "Nothing happened," is all he gets, but her voice waivers.

"You sure? Because it seemed like he didn't know you were coming. He actually seemed pretty surprised when I told him."

Her eyes narrow when she looks at him, a hard edge in her voice, "I'm sure. There's nothing going on… I don't need to tell him everything I do."

And wow, he knew she was a spitfire, but if this is a taste of her anger, he never wants to be caught in it. His hands go up in mock surrender. "Okay… okay. I'll drop it. So breakfast?"

They make a plan to meet in the lobby after they both clean up and he takes the time to text Nick when she slips into the bathroom. It's funny how Nick says almost the same thing as Holly when he asks—nothing's going on. It's bullshit and they all know it, but Noah seems to be the only one willing to call them out on it. As he passes Nick in the hallway after saying goodbye to Holly, he wills him to fix it.

Relief washes over Noah when he exits the elevator into the lobby 20 minutes later and Nick is with Holly. He takes a minute to observe them before interrupting; Noah doesn't know what they talked about, but it seems to have smoothed things between them. He watches Nick laugh at something she says and watches him pull her body into his as she joins in. As happy as he is that things seem to be okay between them again, he's wondering when the other shoe is going to drop. How long is it going to take them to realize how much they want each other, and they're just wasting time looking for it in other people? He tries not to think about how long he has with her until then, putting a smile on his face as he makes his presence known.

He’s falling for her. Much more than he expected was possible when they decided they wanted to keep hooking up when they could. It's not just the sex, although that is more than enough to keep him coming back to her. It's how she catches him off guard from time to time, keeps him on his toes with some of the shit that comes out of her mouth. Noah knew she had a wicked sense of humor, but it's nothing compared to the whole of her.

<Noah> So. Should I tell them to put you on the list tonight?

<Holly> Hmmm.. Idk.

I might be busy this evening.

<Noah> Busy, huh?

<Holly> Yup.

<Noah> Too busy for me and Nick?

<Holly> For all you know, I could have a date tonight.

His heart drops into his stomach at that last message. She’s said nothing about seeing anyone else lately. And yeah, he knows they're not actually together… but still.

<Noah> A date?

<Holly> Just kidding.

I am, in fact, getting ready to hit the road.

<Noah> You're a little shit, you know that?

<Holly> That I am.

What are ya gonna do about it?

Spank me?

<Noah> Holly.

<Holly> Noah.

<Noah> Don't tempt me.

I just might take you up on that offer, paint that pretty ass of yours red.

<Holly> … You should.

I'm into that shit.

Christ. This girl.

They have limited time, Noah knows now. It's not obvious, unless you know what to look for, and he does. Nick gravitates towards her when she gets to town early and meets up with them at the rig. He knows Nick's girl is coming tonight, yet he's only got eyes for Holly. It’s not like Noah can blame him, because he knows he does too. But later, as he pulls Holly toward her car, he looks over his shoulder, watching Nick's girlfriend approach and all he can think is they might have less time than he thought.

Noah has her as much as he can in the few hours they have before she has to drive home. He takes her apart with his tongue as soon as he gets her into the room he's got for the night; her pants cast off to the side, back shoved against the door, hips grinding against his face as she finds her pleasure. She cums with a gasp, her slick wetting his mouth, dripping onto his chin, and fuck, if she's not the best thing he's ever tasted. He presses kisses to the skin of one of her thighs, his thumbs rubbing comfortingly in the creases of her hips as she comes down.

Her hands pat his shoulders, tugging the fabric of his shirt, "Hey, come up here," he goes willingly, letting her pull his mouth to hers. Fire heating in his gut when her tongue slides into his mouth, and he can’t wait any longer; he needs to be inside her, needs to bury himself so deep that she'll still feel him for days after.

It's little work to shove his shorts and underwear and down before grabbing the back of her thighs, “C’mere Holls.”

She jumps up, wrapping her thighs around his waist, letting him press her back against the door. They both gasp when he breaches her, the head of his cock splitting her open, and Noah has to close his eyes at the feel of her around him as he sheaths himself in her warmth. She’s so wet around him, so soft. His forehead falls to rest against hers as he tries to gather his wits before it turns embarrassing. Holly offers no help. Instead, her hips roll against his, searching for more. “Noah, please--,” her breath moves across his face as he plants his feet, rolling his hips back before rocking forward, causing her to suck in a sharp breath when he bottoms out, inner muscles squeezing his shaft.

Fuck. He can’t help but pick up a sharp, rough rhythm, one that seems to press her harder into the door with every thrust. Holly gives as good as she gets, driving him closer to the edge when her hands bury themselves in his hair, fingers tightening on the short strands, hips rolling up into his as much as they can with their position. The heat in his gut is spreading, and it's only a matter of time before it spills over. “Holly,” he gasps, “Holls,” he tries again. “Touch yourself, please. Need you to cum again.”

One hand removes itself from his hair, fingers coming to rub at her clit and she whimpers, tightening around him. Using the grip on his hair, she brings his mouth back to hers, letting him swallow her cry as she falls apart around him. His grip tightens on her thighs, fingers digging into soft skin and he fucks into her once, twice more before his vision whites out. He groans into her mouth as he spills into her, hips jerking with the force of his release.

Breathless, they pull apart, his head coming to rest against her shoulder while her fingers play with his hair. Once he feels his breathing return to something resembling normal, he pulls her away from the door. She squeals, arms coming around his neck, pussy clenching around his sensitive cock where he’s still buried in her. It's a miracle he makes it to the bed without dropping her, although he stumbles right before they get there, both of them laughing as the bed catches their fall. His heart swells at the sight of her under him against the sheets, mouth curved in a smile.

There’s finger-shaped bruises already forming on her thighs when he rolls to his back, pulling one of them across his body while her hands trace the planes of his chest through his shirt. He just had her, but he can’t keep his hands to himself, doesn’t want to. His hand skims up and down her thigh, fingers tracing over the blemishes he’s left. She shudders when he applies pressure and he can’t help but ask, “You like it a little rough, don’t you?”

Holly’s hands still from their perusal of his chest, a blush forming on her cheeks when she looks up at him, “Not all the time,” she remarks. “But sometimes it’s nice to have a reminder of this, after you’ve left.”

The feeling in his chest is back, the one Noah tries so desperately to ignore most of the time. He clears his throat, hoping to loosen its hold before asking, “And the comment about me spanking you?” He lets his hand travel all the way to her backside, fingers drumming against her ass. The smile that forms on her face is almost shy, even as she pushes back into his hand.

“I meant that too.” She remarks, eyes sliding closed when he caresses the skin with purpose, hissing when his touch wanders close to her center. “I understand if you’re not into it, it's not a deal breaker.”

Noah can’t help but smirk at that because, fuck, this girl, “Now, I seem to recall saying that I would paint this pretty ass of yours red if I needed to.” She hisses when he lets his fingers brush across her folds before making their path back up. He’s pulling his hand back, bringing it swiftly down to smack against her before he even has time to really think about it. Gasping, her eyes pop open and she eyes him with disbelief, whimpering when he kneads the sensitive patch of skin. “One of these times, we’ll see just how much you can take, huh,” he whispers, “But for now, I wanna see if I can get you to cum again.” Pushing her onto her back, he opens her to his gaze, fingers tracing an invisible pattern up her inner thigh, working their way to her cunt.

Two fingers enter her easily, her hips raising to chase them when he pulls back, and she cries out when they plunge back into her heat at the same time he brings his free hand down to smack at her thigh. He can feel her getting wetter around his fingers, even more so when he curls them, stroking a spot behind her clit that has her crying out for him. She rides his fingers, keeping time with the rhythm he’s set and he knows she’s close, just needs an extra push. His thumb runs across her lips, and her mouth opens for it easily, sucking on the digit as it strokes along her tongue. Pulling it free, he brings it to her clit, rubbing circles over the bundle of nerves; he feels it when she cums, cunt spasming around his fingers, her slick dripping a path from his hand to land on the duvet beneath them. Her mouth falls open and he can’t stop himself, dipping his head down to kiss her, shoving his tongue into her mouth and despite the orgasm working through her, she sucks on it without his prompting.

She pulls back from his mouth to suck in a breath, and all he can think as he takes in her flushed face and heaving chest is that Holly is the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. Noah’s hard again and he has to have her, just one more time, before she leaves. “Can you go again?” He asks, his hand cupping her face, thumb stroking her cheek. His blood turns hot when she nods, the word please falling from her lips like a plea. Spreading her thighs a little more, he settles between them, tugging off his shirt and pulling her up to do the same to hers. Pushing down the cups of her bra, he ducks his head, sucking one of her nipples into his mouth, tongue flicking the sensitive bud while his fingers twist and pinch the other.

His teeth scrape along her nipple when he pulls his mouth from her, rising to get a look at her while he takes himself in hand, rubbing the head of his cock against her clit before letting it dip down to her opening. He gives her no warning before he pushes in, burying himself to the hilt in one go, watching how her eyes widen just a fraction at the stretch. Pulling his hips back, his eyes catch on where they’re joined, and he watches as his cock slides out of her, shiny with her essence, before he rolls his hips forward, filling her completely again. Noah has discovered she likes deep, full thrusts, and that's exactly what he gives her. His attention’s pulled from where they're joined when she whimpers his name. "What is Holly? What do you need?"

He cups her cheek briefly, hand sliding down to her throat when she grabs his wrist. "Is this what you want?" Heat grows in his gut when Holly nods, a yes leaving her mouth in a quiet whisper while she bares the expanse of her throat to his hand. She grows wetter around him as his grip tightens, the clench of her pussy making him groan. Noah watches her face once he knows he's restricted her air, looking for any signs of discomfort, but there are none. Just a look of what he could almost call bliss and while her mouth falls open in search of air, she doesn’t fight it. When his other hand pinches her nipple again, rolling it between his fingers as he lets go of her throat, she cums. Noah groans, reveling in the feel of her coming undone as air floods her lungs. He brings his face in close, pressing a kiss to the edge of her mouth before covering it with his, letting her swallow the grunt that bursts forth when he spills into her.

Noah's reluctant to leave her warmth, and Holly seems to feel the same with the way she follows him when he pulls out, fitting into his side as he rolls to his back. He doesn't know how long they lay like that, nestled together, legs tangled on top of the hotel sheets. All he knows is that it doesn't feel like enough when her alarm goes off, signaling the end of their time together. Noah watches as she goes around the room, collecting her clothing before disappearing into the bathroom. He dislikes the weight that’s sinking into his chest when he thinks of however much time it's going to be until he can see her again.

When she comes back to the main part of the room, she's wearing his shirt, and by the look on her face, he knows he's not getting it back soon. Although she's not a small woman, the shirt nearly swims on her frame. "I'm taking this with me," she quips, a satisfied smirk growing on her face. "You can get it back the next time we see each other."

Noah can't help but laugh. "Already coming up with a way to see me again, huh?" Standing from the bed, he grips part of his shirt, using it to pull her closer to him. "You know," he says, moving to cup her face, so he can tilt it up to his, "you could have just said so, no plan needed."

The smirk is still there, but it seems softer, somehow. "I know, but this way is more fun. Besides, I might even send you a picture of two… just so you know the shirt is being looked after."

God. This girl.

"Now that you mention it, I do like this shirt, I'm going to need plenty of reassurances that it's being taken care of." Noah can't help but kiss her, mouth slotting over hers while he tries to hold in the feeling blooming inside. Later, as he watches her go, he really hopes this isn't the last time they're together like this.

He can't help the dread that makes itself known at the base of his spine when Nick shows up, fresh from a breakup and needy. This side of Nick is always fun, the more desperate version of his friend who, most of the time, seems so composed. And Noah can’t help but tease him a little, use the thought of Holly to drive him over the edge.

He means what he says, though. Holly isn't his girlfriend, and he's not jealous… not really. But if he's honest, Noah doesn't quite know where this leaves him.

Part Two

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miitarashi · 1 year

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Hey my beautiful peoples!

This will be fixed with the infos about the requests aNd the ✨prompt list✨ (i really love this thing lol).

First - Info.

Will write: almost everything in general.

Fluffy

Yandere (yep,i kinda know how to write this don't ask me how)

Angst

Slow burn

Even NSFW is on.

{Yes,i do NSFW too,but for characters with the right age. I don't really mind writing about it}

Will not write: the most insane and disgusting things. Some examples:

Incest

Proshipper things

Real psycho characters (sangwoo is a perfect example)

Nsfw about characters that are under age.

Even characters that just look like childs (the classic one that have 100000 years old with a 14 years old face) and etc

{If you request something that i don't feel comfortable,i'll abviously don't do it,but i'll make sure to leave message for you to know why your request wasn't made}

Reader type - probably any. As a genderfluid person i can write male/female or neutral reader with no problem.

Fandom that i write for (the ones who are colored is the ones that i write more about):

Fire force (benimaru my beloved)

Kimetsu no yaiba

Jujutsu kaisen

Hazbin hotel

The adventures of Tintin

Tmnt (mostly rottmnt and 2012/2016 version)

Boku no hero academia

Death note

One piece

Mob psycho 100 (Just and only fluffy)

One punch man

Haikyuu

Hellsing

Nanbaka

{Four characters is the maximum that i'll make in one request}

Now,the best part!

✨ Prompt list ✨

1 - "i'm...sorry...i'm so...so sorry...". "Ok. And i'll not forgive you"

2 - "no but...why?". "...why what?". "Why are you so fucking beautiful like that?! Dayum!-"

3 - "and now...you can look!". "This is...". "Yes...our new home,our new life"

4 - "you betrayed me,that's why you lost me,are you happy now?". "...i...still love you..."

5 - "i was...i was just trying to help-". "You just make things worse! Like aways! You are useless!"

6 - "oh hi! This is my ex boyfriend!". "Didn't i say for you to stop doing this? I'm their husband"

7 - "...why you still here...why you still love me after all of this...". "Because you mean the world for me..."

8 - "you know? I wouldn't mind kissing you someday". "Then kiss me,here and now". "...oh lord-"

9 - "i aways was there for you,every time,even if all the world turned against you i would be by your side....and for what...?....to just...be used..for the one that i loved the most"

10 - "i...guess...i have a...crush on you...". "...well...this is awkward...sorry but..."

11 - "Just because you cute,it doesn't mean i'll allow you to behave like that with me!". "....you think i'm cute...?"

12 - "hey...it's ok". "I know". "No no,look,it's ok. Everything is going to be okay". "....thank you"

13 - "i said no,i don't wanna hear it!". "Please just...just hear-". "i hate you! Go away! Go away from my life!"

14 - "hey! Hey! Look at me!". "Hm? Wait- don't jump off the roof-"

15 - "is it bad if i say that i...have...a crush on you...?". "You..do?"

16 - "You failed..." "...yes...and know...you gone...forever"

17 - "look at me...look at me please...no...no no no... don't do it... d-don't you dare close your eyes!"

18 - "i knew it...i knew you would leave me someday...". "I'm not leaving you,i just said that i need to go to the bathroom!". "It's the same thing!-"

19 - "How we end up like this...?". "You didn't know me. You knew the version that i wanted you to know,but now,you see the truth..."

20 - ✓

21 - "why you keep doing it?! Why you aways messed up things so bad?!...and...why i aways forgive you..."

22 - "is that...my sweater?". "...our...from now on oUr sweater!"

23 - "wasn't i...bein enough...?...i... i-i'm sorry if a wasn't making you happy..." "No...the fault is mine..."

24 - "...what are you looking at?". "Hm? Oh, nothing. I just really love the way your eyes light up and your cheeks get slightly red when you are excited about something"

25 - "i undestand but-". "No! No you don't! You'll never know! Stop pretending you care,i know you don't!"

26 - "would you...like to go out...on a date with me...?". "Oh,yes,of course!". "Great...!..so...what i do now? I never reach this part before-"

27 - "you like me...?". "Yes!". "....why??".

28 - "i trusted you...". "And so what? You trusted because you wanted,you trusted in someone that you created on your mind. Its not my fault,but yours for your naivety"

29 - "no...no no no! Don't die! Please!". "I'm not dying you idiot-"

30 - "its hurt...isn't it?". "Yes...yes its hurt...so...so badly i....". "Shh...everything...everything will be ok...don't cut it"

{For now will be just 30,i'll probably add more later. And please, specify who's gonna say what ok? Like "2 Tintin and 1 [name]" to be more for your liking. But if you don't want to it's ok,i'll do my best to make a good thing!}

Well...guess it's the end. Just one last thing,my english is not that good because it's not my first language,i still learning so please have some patience with me 🥺

(Please be aware that i'm procrastinating bitch,so if your request take too long or i forget or i'm lazy,sorry for this 😔)

Now bye bye!

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turnipstewdios · 5 months

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HRT INJECTION TIPS!

Just did my T injection, and I wanna share some things that I find useful! I usually do my own shots, so some of this might not apply if you have someone else do it, but hopefully some of it will help anyway. Have something to remind you about your schedule! I have my injection dates marked on my calendar. I'm super bad at remembering timing and dates, and I would miss stuff like this all the time without an actual reminder I could look at. The one I've just done was actually a day late, because I just looked and realized I was supposed to do it yesterday. I have all the stuff I need for it in one place. Med vials, needles, disinfectant, Band-Aids, sharps box, ect. Makes it easy to keep track of. If you have trouble remembering all the steps, write yourself a list! I'm familiar enough with the process that don't always need it, but I still forget to z-track sometimes. Pop a painkiller half an hour before hand. It helps. I've gotten in the habit of doing this, but I was in a rush for my last one, and just did it without the Tylenol. And there's definitely a difference! Even with a painkiller, you'll still feel it, but it dulls it down just enough to make it easier. If you're over or even close to 200lbs, make sure you're getting a longer needle. An IM injection needs to get all the way down through your body fat and into your muscle tissue. Using a needle that isn't long enough will result in more medication leaking, less effective absorption into your tissues, and a more painful injection site afterword's. I use inch and a quarter needles. One inch works, but not as well, and three quarter inch is way to short. You can ask for different lengths at the pharmacy. If you've never done this type of shot before, and/or are nervous about using a longer needle, it might be surprising to learn that you can usually only feel the first quarter inch or so after piercing the skin. Once you've gotten down through the Hypodermis, there are way fewer nerve endings, and you'll barely be able to feel the needle at all. I usually do my own injections, and I've only had to get help with it because I balked once. But I have to fight with the instinctual "NO WANT STAB SELF" feeling every single time, and there's a lot of stuff that makes it easier. I can work myself up to start fairly easily, but the hardest part is AFTER I break the top layer of skin. I almost always get the needle just far enough in that the pain registers, and THEN the self preservation reflex tries to kick in.

This is why painkillers can be so useful. They slow down the pain signal enough for me to make it slightly deeper, and by that point, I'm almost always in past the point where the sensation stops. The one time I had to get help, it was because I had just barely pierced the skin and then pulled out several times in a row, and the mental block strengthened until I couldn't make another attempt. If you can brace yourself long enough to get that first quarter inch, the rest is much easier. If you have trouble pushing down the plunger for the actual injection, try asking the pharmacy for different syringes. I've tried out several kinds, and some are definitely way easier than others. One type I was given was so hard to push down that I lost most of a dose because I pulled the whole needle out while trying to depress the plunger. I'm fortunate enough to not have any allergies that interfere with my shots. But I've heard a lot of stuff from people who do, so I'll pass it on. The injection should hurt a bit, and might be sore for a day or so afterword's, but it should NOT be excruciating. It should also not swell, turn red, itch, or burn anywhere around the injection site. If it hurts a lot or starts acting weird, you might have done it wrong, gotten an infection, or be allergic to something you're using. Some people can have allergies to the oil used as a base for the hormones, the adhesives on bandages, or the needles themselves. Most injection needles have nickel in them. If you have reactions to piercings/jewelry, the needle might be a problem for you. Fortunately, you can usually swap out whatever's causing the problem for an alternative. There are several types of oil used for the injections, so you should be able to request one that won't cause a reaction. And nickel free needles are available. Feel free to add onto this! I'd love to hear anything people think might be helpful.

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readmorepoets · 1 year

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1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 8 ?? <33

thank you kenna for asking i love you <3 please tell me any books you're interested in reading as well

1. What are 2-5 already published fiction books you think you want to read in 2023?

bestiary by k ming chang because i was supposed to read it before 2022 ended. i'll list some that intimidate me most: rebecca, wuthering heights, p&p, go tell it on the mountain. DO NOT speak to me about whale weekly i'm so annoyed by how behind i am i'm two seconds away from giving up

2. What are 2-5 already published nonfiction books you think you want to read in 2023?

underland by robert mcfarlane 2023 is your year. h is for hawk by helen mcdonald 2023 is your year. women race & class 2023 is your year. why be happy when you could be normal 2023 is your year. they can't kill us until they kill us 2023 is your year.

3. Any poetry on your TBR? yes all the poetry i couldn’t get to this year: tommy pico (feed), donika kelly (bestiary), louise gluck (1962-2020), anne carson (autobiography of red), ocean vuong (time is a mother). it would be cool to attempt homer?

5. What 2023 new releases are you most looking forward to?

ALECTO THE NINTH OCTOBER 10TH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (edit: NOT confirmed date but goodreads has it like that!) a day of fallen night by samantha shannon, chlorine by jade song, HOPEFULLY my favorite thing is monsters pt 2 by emil ferris and death valley by melissa broder. jenny odell has a new book coming but i'm afraid </3

6. Do you have any conceptual reading goals? E.g., I plan to read books on food history.

mostly i want to read the books that i've been meaning to read for years and years. even though i know i'm not gonna stick to it 100% i've got a list of priority books and a lot of them i've been wanting to read for at least 5 years or even more. i really wanna give all of those books a chance... this is a cop-out answer to a good question. i feel like i'm missing out on a lot! i want to strengthen my foundations be it in fiction or theory. and foundations usually come from older texts so that’s where i’m kinda directing myself. like i have a book entirely about genetics on the list cause that’s the basis for everything right and that's what i want to do for all of my interests read like, texts that will build me foundations for the rest

8. Are there any reading challenges you want to try? have not found a challenge where i like all the prompts (and if i'm doing a challenge i would like to do all the prompts RIGHT) so i had sketched out one of my own where i mixed and matched mostly from the popsugar challenge and ended with like 35 prompts but i'm not sure if i'll stick to it!

#walkie talkie

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novamirmirsblog · 3 years

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Impressive

Word Count: 958

Genre: fluff/suggestive

Request: yes

Warnings: swearing, alcohol, suggestive sexy times.

HERE IS THE REQUEST

A/N: This is kinda a short one but I think it's getting me out of my writer's block SO THANK YOU <3

Tony had announced, rather abruptly, that there would be a get together to celebrate their latest victory. No, none of you had saved the world and no, none of you had taken down some nefarious organisation. What you were celebrating, was Bruce finally going to anger management classes. Ever since you heard him say that his secret with controlling the Hulk was that he was 'always angry', you were concerned. It's not that you didn't trust Bruce, it was just that it didn't seem like a very healthy way of living. It had absolutely nothing to do with the fact you were now dating Natasha and didn't want to wake up to a massive, green, angry man. By the time you and Natasha had gotten ready, everyone else was already lounging on multiple sofas spaced around the open plan room. The drink was flowing as easily as the conversation and Thor had admitted to adding a little bit of Asgardian liquor to the alcohol to loosen everyone up just that little bit more. You had been wondering why everything had a hint of honey underlying whatever you were drinking. No one had any issues with it considering how much better it made the alcohol taste.

It was a few hours after you and Natasha had joined that the conversation found its way to a 'my dick is bigger than yours' competition. Not literally of course but the team were all going around and telling the group their greatest achievements. The bragging ranged from Tony being the youngest person to make so-and-so to Bucky being able to eat a whole baguette in one mouthful. Natasha said something about how she could kill a room of assassins in under 30 seconds or something else ridiculously hot and then it was your go.

"Go on then Y/n. What's the most impressive thing you've done?"

"Dude, how am I supposed to follow that?" You gestured to Natasha. Anything you were going to say would be nothing compared to the story Natasha just told.

"There's gotta be something you can do better than Natasha."

Your mind flashed back to the time you gave Natasha a massage that ended...interestingly. You heard Wanda choke on her alcohol and looked over at her, smirking and telling her "Get out of my head witchy."

"Then think quieter! I didn't need to see that."

"See what? What was it? Was it impressive?" Tony fired question after question, not allowing Wanda to answer the first before moving onto the next.

"I mean it was certainly impressive. I've never seen it done before..." Wanda rubbed her neck and started turning the same colour as her magic.

"Well that's because Vision's hands aren't as talented as mine." You laughed and wiggled your fingers.

"What was it?" Natasha asked you quietly, the rest of the team being distracted by Tony's interrogation of Wanda.

You just smirked at her before turning back to Tony "Are you sure you wanna know Tones? This is your last chance to back out..." You swished the last of your alcohol around your glass.

"Y/n if you don't tell us I'll dye all your suits bright fluorescent pink."

"Don't say I didn't warn you..." You finished up the last of your alcohol before taking one last glance at Natasha. She was just as curious as the others were. "Well, there was this one time Natasha came home from a particularly gruelling mission that she was on for a month. I, being the generous girlfriend I am, gave her a massage."

"No offence Y/n but I'm pretty sure Bucky's metal arm can give a better massage than you. He can probably heat it up, plus it would never get tired..." Tony started listing off the different qualities Bucky's arm might have.

"Shut up Stark, I need to kno- Wait, Natasha why is your face going red?" Steve said.

You looked over at Natasha and lo and behold, she was almost as red as her hair.

"Not another word Y/n"

"But the people need to know!" You let out with mock outrage and nudged her a little "Do you really want me to stop?" You mumbled to her, not wanting to make her uncomfortable.

She let out a sigh. "It is a pretty funny story..."

"Perfect!" You clapped your hands once before continuing "As I was saying, she was tense and stressed so I gave her a massage. Sure she was grunting but she had a lot of deep knots. I didn't realise anything was amiss until I got to her lower back and had to shift so I was sitting on her upper thighs."

You looked around the room, wondering if anyone knew where this was about to go. The only one who refused to make eye contact was Wanda. Even Natasha was casually sitting there, drinking her beer, wondering how far you were actually going to go.

"Well, I got there and realised it was a little...wet...but didn't think much of it and continued. It was only when I felt her buck her hips and moan that I realised she came just from me massaging her back." You laughed, watching as Natasha's face dropped when she realised you had told the entire story. "I guess she was just really horn-"

"Okay! No more thank you! Who's next" Natasha raised her voice, attempting to cut your story short.

"Hang on a minute, is that even biologically possible?" Sam asked.

"Apparently so Sammy. To be fair, she clearly hadn't had any release for the whole month so maybe that had something to do with it..."

"It didn't." Wanda groaned out. "PLEASE quieten down your thoughts!"

You laughed and turned to Natasha. "Natty..."

"Shut up." She tried putting her now slightly warm beer bottle to her neck in an attempt to cool her down.

"Wait Natasha, how long was it that you had gone without... you know..." Clint waved his hand about, not wanting to think about his best friend in that way, but also needing to know more.

Natasha mumbled something into the bottle.

"Sorry darling, didn't quite catch that." You said, a slight teasing tone to your voice.

"Two days..."

"Wait but we've gone longer than that before." You say, confusion written across your face.

"Well yeah but it's not the same when you don't do it" Natasha laughed it off, trying to regain some kind of upper hand, playing it off as if she didn't care. You just looked at her in shock.

"Wait seriously?"

Natasha just rolled her eyes at you, lightly smiling.

"OKAY. Time for bed!" Wanda started dragging people up, shoving them towards their rooms.

"Just what I was thinking." Natasha smirked at you, her eyes trailing over your tight outfit.

"...I unfortunately know that..." Wanda mumbled as she grabbed Vision and led him away.

"You could always join!" Natasha shouted to the retreating Sokovian, laughing when she stuck her middle finger up at the two of you. "Come on you, I need a massage." Natasha bit her lip, watching your face as you realised what she meant.

"Let's go then!"

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ultrastarbee · 2 years

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Hi bee! I came once again to request a hc but I would also like to ask you to take your time writing it, me as also a writer know that can be very tiring and overwhelming, when you feel like it could you write a hc for the haitani brothers and Sanzu having a brazillian s/o?

Thank you so much :) and again take your time doing things and take care of yourself, recharge your energy!! I love you 😘😘

Hello, honey! I'm sorry for the delay, got stuck on college shit (se tu é br, deve imaginar como estão as coisas nas federais com toda essa situação da pandemia). And thank you so much for coming back! Your words are so sweet. Thanks! Love you <3

I swear I will steal all the brazillians here to my hive. And depite being brazilian myself, I had to do some research

Title: Them with a brazillian s/o Request: yes Couple: Ran x reader, Rindou x reader, Sanzu x reader Category: fluffy headcannons Content Warning: none Word Count: 661 Summary: cultural surprises with a brazilian s/o A/N: spread the BR word my little bumblebees

MASTERLIST ……. RULES ……. SERIES LIST

Ran:

Ran drools over you everytime he sees you dancing, so he takes you to lots of parties;

And with dancing I mean any kind, even if don't know at all what you are doing;

Just move around and he will believe it's a dance from your country;

But if you do know some dance moves from Brazil, he will sure try to mimic you when you two are alone;

Alone, of course, he wouldn't embarrass himself in front of a whole party;

Hear me out, can you imagine Ran dancing quadrilha with those braids of him to make the look?;

Cuz I know he will sure enjoy brazilian cultural parties;

Specially if he can show everyone around how he can swing his ass just like the people do on TV;

Ran is a wild card who will say yes to anything you wanna try, so be very careful;

Also, be careful with things that he may find on his researches about Brazil cuz he will want to try everything;

I mean Ran wants to eat acarajé and drinks chimarrão at the same time, so you need to explain how hard it will be to get both things on Japan;

Please, take him to Brazil with you sometimes. He will have so much fun.

Rindou:

Rin couldn't give a single flying fuck about other countries, so he doesn't know much about your cultural behavior patterns;

The first time you offered him a bite from your food you both weren't a couple, not even too close friends;

He thought you were flirting;

Now you two are dating and you keep sharing your food, he thinks it's cute even if he can buy his own;

The day you offer him a bite of your favorite small food he loses it and asks why the fuck? Do you think he is always hungry and can't buy his own food?;

You laugh of his angry face and explains him sharing food is something normal on Brazil;

People always share their food with their friends, even if it's small and they don't wanna share;

Rindou says Ran always steals a bite of his food, but you explain him it's different. It's a cultural politeness;

One day you got your hands on some brazilian fruits and of course your grumpy boyfriend needs to try them;

You have guaraná, cashew, acerola, star fruit and açaí;

He hates them all;

Actually he tells you that, yet he keeps eating them because they are so odd;

Why the fuck this red one keeps looking at him? Rindou hates guaraná;

His reactions are so fucking funny. Rindou looks like a baby trying a lemon for the first time;

You need to get him more food!

Sanzu:

Haruchiyo is so fucking lost when it comes to your displays of affection;

Poor boy is not ready for you;

He just isn't used to all the sudden touches. It's not a thing on his life;

Yet there's Sanzu absolutely loving the way you touch him out of nowhere;

I don't mean it just like lovers touches, I mean it the way brazilian people talk and touch your hand, your shoulder, sometimes hugs and kiss your cheeks to say "hello";

Sanzu will be once again so fucking lost when you kiss his cheeks just to say "hello" and he will also demands you to only kiss him;

He doesn't get it, yet you must be only his!;

Haru thinks it's cute how you always fill all the other people's cups before your own;

He is the one who tells you that drinking in public is frowned upon. You tell him it's a normal thing on Brazil. Now he wants to see for himself;

Sanzu will also think your people are weird with all the small talks and good spirit;

Like, why the fuck would you guys vote for a clown to be part of the government as a fucking joke?;

Brazilians make no fucking sense. Sanzu likes it.

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streetlight11 · 3 years

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Love Notes

Summary: People usually mistake Slytherins as the mean and nasty ones. Nobody told you that you would be stuck with the loud and obnoxious boy from Gryffindor. One day during your fifth year, you started receiving anonymous notes in your books, pockets, table, etc. The question is, who gave them to you?

Theme: Hogwarts au, enemies to lovers

Genre: fluff, angst [not really]

Warnings: none

WC: 4.9k

Pairing: Gryffindor!Haknyeon x Slytherin!FemReader

a/n: Hi again :) I've been binge watching Harry Potter movies for the past few days and I love it so much. So here's a little Hogwarts fic with Hakkie! Do send me requests if you have any! I'm open to writing them :)

Going to Hogwarts was probably the best thing to happen to you. And getting yourself sorted into Slytherin house was also the best thing to ever happen to you. Except, nobody told you that you would have a horrendous time being in the same classes as the loud and obnoxious boy from Gryffindor.

His name?

Was Ju Haknyeon.

“Did you lose your way to class again today?” Haknyeon teased when you arrived at your seat that just so happens to be right in front of him. You were in your fifth year and yet he has never once gone a day without getting on a single nerve on your body.

“Did you lose your pacifier on your way here cause you can’t seem to keep your mouth shut.” You scowled at him only to earn a soft chuckle from him.

“Look who’s talking now…” Haknyeon smirks, earning a kick to his desk from you. Your seat partner and also one of your close friends, Wooyoung couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the said boy.

Professor Snape finally dismissed the class as everyone quickly scrambled out of the room. You were walking with Wooyoung and Yeosang as the former began rambling about his terrible date yesterday when you suddenly felt an arm over your shoulder. The last person you hoped for it to be, ends up proving you wrong the minute he spoke.

“Hey hey, have you practiced for the Quidditch game this season? Wouldn’t wanna lose your Quidditch title to other houses.” Haknyeon whispered into your ear, making you push his face away.

“Do you ever shut up?” You said as he smirked, casually pursing his lips into a kissy face.

You rolled your eyes at him, elbowing his stomach to make him leave your side. Haknyeon left your side for a brief moment before coming back to you to stop in front of you while leaning down a little to match your height. Once he was right in front of you, he smirked cheekily at you.

“I won’t shut up when I’m with you, darling.” He whispered.

You cupped his face with both hands, only to lean in to let your lips hover over his as you whispered under your breath, “Don’t make me do it for you, sweetheart.” The moment you pulled away from him and began to walk away, Haknyeon could’ve sworn he felt his heart skip a few beats.

“Now, class, please open to page 367.” Professor McGonagall announced as you heard the sounds of pages being turned. You did the same, flipping the pages a few at a time until a slip of note drops out from your book. It was a pretty blue colour that has been folded into the shape of a flower.

“Did you put this in my book?” You asked Wooyoung who was seated beside you, only for him to shake his head. Just then, a voice came from behind you.

“Oh look, the Slytherin’s princess got herself a love note.” Haknyeon said. It annoyed you to the point where you had to cast a spell on him from under your desk to shut him up for 2 hours. A few weeks have gone by and you have been getting anonymous notes slipped into your textbooks, locker, and sometimes even in your coat pockets.

However, all the notes always end up in your bag, never touched or read before.

It was a Thursday afternoon and you were just walking into your Transfiguration class when a female student from Hufflepuff came up to you giddily excited as she informed you what she saw.

“Omg Y/N! Someone gave you a rose and a letter! It’s on your desk!” She squeaked, allowing a couple of eyes to land on you, who was standing at the back of the class with Wooyoung and Yeosang. With that being said, you glanced over to your desk to find that she was right.

However, you noticed that Haknyeon’s table was empty. Maybe he finally got sick and couldn’t come to class today.

“The Slytherin’s princess got a gift today huh? That’s new.”

Maybe not.

Haknyeon said casually as he strolls past you with his hands tucked into his pant’s pockets while he makes his way over to his desk. You rolled your eyes at the back of his head before walking up to your desk and soon took the rose and note only to stuff it in your bag.

“Why don’t you read it outloud for all of us to hear, darling? I’m sure your admirer would love to see the way your eyes turn into heart shapes for them.” Haknyeon smirked.

You couldn’t lie, Haknyeon has in fact gotten slightly more manlier in built and also a bit more nicer looking in terms of his face features.

Which is why you’d be damned if you admitted out loud that your heart did a little flip when he smirked at you.

“The last person I’d wanna read it aloud to is you so no, that won’t happen.” You grumbled before sitting down at your desk. Wooyoung couldn’t help but chuckle as he told you about Haknyeon's offended face he made after you said that.

A few hours later, everyone was making their way back to their common rooms after dinner. You were just walking towards the Slytherin’s common room when Felix spoke up to you, “Hey, is it true you’ve been getting love notes from someone in class?”

“I don’t know what they are, I’ve never opened them.” You confessed, earning a few gasps from your friends.

“Aren’t you even a slight bit curious?” Minho asked.

“Look, I doubt it’s even real. It might just be a prank from someone. I don’t know…” You said almost confidently.

“Oh come on, just open one and see what it says. It doesn’t hurt to read one.” Wooyoung encouraged you as you rolled your eyes at him. It was already after hours. Everyone was asleep except you. So you quietly tip-toed your way to the living area, only to sit near the green fireplace with your bag filled with the notes you kept for the past 5 weeks. You took one of the notes out and soon unfolded it one after another.

“You look pretty today.”

“Your eyes sparkle like the green flames of your house.”

“You make me forget why I’m in this class.”

“Your smile could cure my sadness.”

“If only the clouds would make way for a sunshine like you”

“Don’t lose that smile, it’s the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen”

“Are you a love potion? Cause I feel like I’ve fallen in love with you”

You then happened to take out the note that was attached to the rose you got earlier in which it said;

“A pretty flower for a pretty girl like you.”

And the list goes on and on as you read them. However, one thing you noticed was the lack of initials, leaving these notes anonymous.

“Who are you?”

This question swirls in your head as you keep these notes in a little treasure chest your mom gave you for your 15th birthday.

You were on your way to the Quidditch field to play for the Quidditch Tournament with your team members. Upon making it to the courtyard, you just so happen to bump into Haknyeon. You noticed the Red and Gold striped sweater, along with his pants and a cloak in contrast to your full Quidditch attire together with the arms and leg gears.

“Hey guys, mind if I steal ‘yours truly’ for a moment? I promise I’ll bring her back to you guys in one whole.” Haknyeon smiles innocently to your friends, earning a few snickers from them but they nonetheless left you alone with him.

Once they were out of sight, you turned to him with a frown.

“What do you want now, Ju? And make it quick. I have a game to win.” You snapped, earning a chuckle from him.

“Relax beasty, I won’t hold you back for long.”

“So what do you want?”

“You know this is a seasonal championship right?”

“And?”

“And this year’s winner will be titled the Season’s Champion, yes?”

“O...kay?” You raised an eyebrow at him in question, not sure where this conversation was heading to.

“So let’s make a bet.”

You started to laugh as you clutched your stomach, afraid of growing six packs while you did that. Unfortunately, you didn’t get the same response from him which made you confused and eventually stopped.

“A bet? You wanna make a bet? Sure. You’ll only be crying at the end of it cause Slytherin’s gonna take the prize home.”

“Hmm, I wouldn’t be so sure if I were you. So let’s make a bet.” Haknyeon urges you again, to which you couldn’t help but agree just so you could prove him wrong.

“Fine. If Slytherin wins, you’re gonna leave me alone for the rest of the year.” You said.

“And if Gryffindor wins, you have to go on 3 dates with me.” He announced. You weren’t gonna lie, you were a little shocked by his proposal but you didn’t want to back out now so you shook hands on it.

“Deal.”

“Choi Jongho has gotten the snitch! Gryffindor wins!” Lee Jordan, the commentator from Gryffindor announced as you slammed your fist onto your broomstick. You’ve lost a few times before throughout your 5 years in Hogwarts but today was a little different as you had your bet with Haknyeon hanging by a thread.

You were floating about 10 feet away from Gryffindor’s stand, your gaze naturally fleeting to the left only to lock eyes with the blonde haired devil from Gryffindor who had a smirk on his face before he mouthed something so clear to you.

“I win.”

You couldn’t even respond to him so you simply flew down and back into your pitch tent along with the rest of your teammates. After you were done with post-game preps, you all began to make your way back to your common rooms.

It wasn’t until you were at the grand staircase that you bumped into Haknyeon and his friends. He gave you a cheeky little wink before snapping his fingers and soon, you felt a slip of paper magically appear in your hands.

You kept it in your hands until you went back, only opening it when you were in your bed.

“Nice game. I hope you don’t forget about our bet. See you at Three Broomsticks Inn, this Saturday. 12pm. Don’t be late. Oh, and, wear prettily ;) - JHN”

You were definitely in for a treat.

The day finally came as you made an excuse to your friends saying you couldn’t go with them to Hogsmeade because you promised to help Ginny with her Muggle studies. The minute they left, you got upstairs to change out of your pyjamas and into some comfortable jeans, a sweater, a denim jacket and a pair of worn out sneakers.

You teleported to Hogsmeade using the Floo Powder your mom gave you just in case you needed to rush home due to an emergency.

You arrived at a dark alley in Hogsmeade, making sure your friends weren’t around before you left the safety of that alley. Carefully walking past some villagers, you found your way to the Inn without getting caught. With one gentle push of the wooden door, you were immediately greeted by the bustling customers.

You looked around the room to find for the devil who shall not be named and Lord Behold, he waves over to you from one of the tables across the room. You almost lost your footing when you saw what he wore.

It was almost as if he knew what you were going to wear. He was wearing black pants with a denim jacket. Simple yet so good looking.

You went over to him only to sit on his left where it was nearer to the edge of the semi circle couch.

“You’re late, you know?” Haknyeon laughs.

“Yeah but I’m here aren’t I?” You scoffed softly under your breath, earning a little giggle from him.

“On our first date too? You’re a terrible one.” He joked.

“Fine then. Go find someone who’s on time for your date, maybe they’ll actually arrive earlier than you.” Right before you could slide out of the seat, Haknyeon gently grabs your wrist to stop you.

“Relax, I’m just kidding… Come on, butterbeer on me. Deal?” He asked, shaking his wallet in between his fingers as though telling you he really meant it when he said he’ll pay for it.

Of course you couldn’t let this moment up, which is why you agreed to it. Unfortunately, right before he could slide out the opposite end of the table, your eyes flew over to the front doors where the bell chimed indicating a customer. That’s when you saw your friends walking in and you could’ve sworn they would see you in a matter of seconds if they just turned to the left slightly.

“Oh shit!” You cursed as you grabbed hold of Haknyeon’s collar only to drag him out of the table and soon towards the back. Haknyeon was a little taken aback by your sudden aggression as he began to ask you a series of questions.

You quickly pulled him behind one of the pillars, shoving him against the concrete wall as you peeked past the pillar.

“Okay, if you want to kill me, at least do it when we’re in private.” He teased you.

“Shut up. My friends are here. I lied to them saying I can’t join them.” You whispered, trying to see if your friends wouldn’t make it to the back. What you didn’t realize was the way Haknyeon was discreetly checking you out.

“You know, for a Slytherin, you’re not as sly as you think you are. What makes you think they can’t figure out it’s you from a dist-”

“Kiss me.”

You suddenly spoke as he stared at you with wide eyes. He almost couldn’t believe his ears when you said that.

“What?”

“I said kiss me!” You loudly whispered but your eyes were frantically flickering back and forth to something behind him.

However, right before you could yell at him, you felt him snaking his right arm around your waist while the other hand reached up to cup your cheek, pulling you into a soft and gentle kiss. You fluttered your eyelids close as he turned you so that his back would be facing the open area while your smaller form gets shielded from the public eye.

You could hear your friend’s voices getting closer and closer and eventually made their way past Haknyeon’s back. You could’ve sworn you heard some of them snicker and scoff at your unknown presence.

Once they are gone, Haknyeon pulls back from you with the softest sound as he caresses your cheek for a moment.

Suddenly your heart was picking up speed against your chest. You locked eyes with him for a second or two, feeling him tilt his head slightly to make his lips brush over yours again purposely before pulling away completely.

“I reckon we should leave?” He chuckled, making you nod.

“Yes please.”

With that being said, he let you leave the hiding spot first, making sure he used his body to block you from unwanted view.

A few hours passed where he took you to a few of his favourite shops in Hogsmeade, including some personal spots around town where he usually goes when he needs space to be by himself. You were now making your way back to the castle as you both managed to not quarrel for more than a minute of being with each other.

You must admit, it was nice getting to know Haknyeon better instead of fighting with him like usual.

It has been four days since your first date with Haknyeon and again, you still received the notes. This time, it said;

“You’re cute. Can I keep you?”

With that, you couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle.

“What? Did the person who gave you those letters finally revealed himself?” Wooyoung asked from beside you, only for you to show him the note.

“No, but isn’t it tiring to keep thinking of cheesy love notes to write almost everyday?” You whispered to him upon hearing Professor McGonagall enter the class.

“Well, I would say this person is totally head over heels for you to even write these from day 1.” Wooyoung speaks utter nonsense most of the time, but maybe he made some sense today.

You were on your second date with Haknyeon, as he promised to take you on a ride. What ride might I ask? Not just any ride. He was taking you on a ride on a Hippogriff.

“Are you sure we won’t get in trouble for this? I really don’t want to be expelled.” You warned him as he laughed at you.

“Aren’t you being a little too goody two shoes for a Slytherin?” Haknyeon teased, only to get a good slap to his arm from you.

“Say anything stupid again and I swear you’ll be the one swimming in the lake with the damn Lochness.” You threatened as he raised his arms in a surrender but there was a wide grin on his face. Something you’ve grown to adore these days.

With that, he soon hops on the magical creature easily, leaving you nervous. Haknyeon had his hand extended out for you to take but you were afraid.

“Y/N come on, we don’t have forever!” He said.

“What if I fall?” You panicked but you ended up unconsciously whining, making him giggle.

“I won’t let you fall. I promise. Now come on, darling.” Haknyeon jerks his hand to you again, only for you to stare at it for a bit before you finally take his hand into yours. He easily pulled you up and onto the animal’s back. You sat in front of him while you gently grabbed onto the creature’s neck, being careful that you don’t accidentally harm it.

“Okay Buckbeak, show us whatchu got.” Haknyeon said as he gave the creature a few pats to its belly and soon, the creature took off flying into the sky. You let out a scream, hugging the neck tightly while Haknyeon holds onto nothing.

He clearly had more experience than you in terms of flying on this creature’s back.

You had your eyes closed the entire time even when you felt the smooth glide across the air. Still being stubborn to open your eyes, you felt him tap your shoulders.

“Y/N come on! Open your eyes! You’re missing out on the view!” His voice sounded so excited behind you, it almost made you believe it wasn’t the same boy who has been a living nuisance to you all these while.

“No way! I’m just gonna panic even more if I see how high we are!” You yelled over the loud gush of wind that might be rendering your hearing.

“I promise we’ll be fine, just open your eyes! Trust me!” Haknyeon reassured you as you felt him gently slide his hands down your arms and onto your wrist to pull them away from the creature’s neck. You shook your head desperately, hoping he’d leave you alone. Unfortunately for you, he didn’t.

Instead, he thought it would be a good idea to scare you. Maybe that way you’ll finally open your eyes.

And you did.

Because the minute you heard him yell for help, you immediately opened your eyes and turned around only to find him seated firmly on Buckbeak’s back with his arms crossed over his chest.

“You bloody piece of shit!” You huffed in annoyance as you turned back around only for Buckbeak to playfully tilt his body up to make you fall back slightly. That’s when a string of curses left your lips while you desperately grabbed onto its neck.

“Don’t do that Buckbeak!” You scolded the animal, only to get a little sound from him. Just then, Haknyeon decides to challenge you.

“Wanna know what it feels to fly?”

“Uhh, no?”

“It’ll be fun. Here.” Haknyeon said as he slowly reached over to grab your wrists while his firm chest softly pressed against your back but for some reason, it made you feel some sort of safety.

“W-What are you doing?” You stuttered, only for him to smile and soon spoke into your ears leaving a soft tingling feel to your skin.

“Just trust me.”

With that being said, he gently spreads your arms out on either side of you, making them act like wings for you. As Buckbeak glided through the air, you imagined you were flying until you heard him whisper into your ear, “Close your eyes.”

You did as he said, only for it to enhance the imagination. A smile naturally appears on your lips as you completely didn’t see the way he was staring at you from beside you. Ignoring the way his hands found your waist and left it there for the rest of the ride.

It was your third and final date for the bet you made with him. For some odd reason, you didn’t want it to end but of course you couldn’t tell him that. So when you met him at the lake, you looked slightly down and he noticed. Haknyeon wouldn’t let this slide easily which is why he decided to tease you about it.

“What’s with the long face, darling? Already attached to me?”

You scoffed as you approached him by the swing only for you to take a seat at the wooden plank beside his seated figure on the grass patch.

“So what? This was just for the bet anyway.” You mumbled under your breath, not realizing that he heard you.

The next few minutes went by like how your previous dates went. Constant teasing, playful jokes and banter, friendly chats and even random fights that involve you throwing a handful of dead leaves at him while he scoops water from the lake and proceeds to toss it at you.

At the end of this short date, you had just arrived at the end of the wooden bridge when he wraps his fingers around your wrist to stop you from walking any further.

“I just remembered I promised my friends I’d meet them at the Three Broomsticks Inn in like 5 minutes so I have to leave you from here on.” He said.

“Right…” You said, your voice sounded a little sad.

“I guess the bet’s over. Thanks… for... well, going on the dates with me.” Haknyeon said, eyes flickering back and forth between your eyes and the wooden panels behind you.

“A bet’s a bet right? I’d be a wimp if I didn’t do it.” You smiled.

There was a beat of awkward silence as you got ready to leave when he said something that made your stomach flip.

“That’s it? No goodbye kiss? I thought this was a date?” Haknyeon pouted, keeping his gaze on you as stable as possible. You almost couldn’t believe your ears.

Did he just ask you for a kiss?

“I… Umm… Okay?” You stuttered in confusion, earning a soft little giggle from him.

However, the nerves soon disappear the minute he takes a step closer and soon wraps one hand around your waist while the other cups your face before he leans down to let his lips seal yours. You instantly fluttered your eyes shut, letting your hands rest on his chest.

The kiss felt so genuine, you almost forgot how you used to fight with this same boy 24/7. Haknyeon smiled against your lips as he pulled back for air shortly before kissing you again.

His lips were intoxicating, you almost forgot how to breathe. Haknyeon gives you a cheeky little lick to your bottom lip as he soon pulls away from you, leaving you breathless. You pressed your forehead softly against his as you kept your eyes shut, too embarrassed to look at him at this point.

His chuckle fills your ears as he cups your face with both hands and whispers against your lips.

“Go. Be safe. Avoid the common grounds, that’s where Filch always lurks around.” Soon after, he gave your lips another peck before you felt wind whooshing around you. Immediately, his touch left you and it almost made you crumble to the ground.

What did he do to you?

A few days later, you were just having lunch with everyone else at their respective house tables and your friends surrounded you when you saw a note slipping past from under your plate. A pretty baby blue one that is. You carefully unfolded it, only to see it read;

“I realized I was thinking of you, and I began to wonder how long you’ve been on my mind. Then it occurred to me: Since the day I met you, you’ve never left.”

For some reason, those words meant something to you.

It was as though you knew this person and have created some sort of a bond with them. And yet, you still don’t know who. However, you do now have a little suspicion on who it was and who these notes belonged to. So to test your theory, you looked up from your table, almost immediately catching the eyes of the same pair of brown ones you’ve grown accustomed to.

Haknyeon was already staring like he knew you were going to find him. What surprised you the most is the fact that he didn’t even flinch when you caught him.

You held eye contact for a second before you got cut off by Wooyoung putting a scoopful of mashed potatoes onto your plate. You gave the boy a little smack to his head, earning a choke from him. When you looked back over to Haknyeon, he was already talking to his friend with the back of his head facing you.

A few hours later, you were having your Potions class when a note popped out of nowhere from under your book. To avoid getting minus points from Snape, you quickly shoved the note into your cloak pocket and yet you still got called by the Head of Slytherin for not paying attention.

Therefore, having to serve detention.

You could only curse him in your head while you cleaned every single flask and cauldron pots till they were spick and span.

Once you were done, you left the room only to find Haknyeon leaning against the wall with one leg bent to rest his foot on the wall. He was busy playing with his Patronus charm when his eyes flicked up upon hearing the door open.

“Haknyeon? What are you doing here? Don’t we have Transfiguration right now?” You loudly whispered as you approached him only to drag him towards the end where you were hidden from Snape’s office door. Once you were hiding behind the pillar, you turned to peek past the wall with Haknyeon right in front of you.

The hallway was empty thanks to the classes going on currently but that doesn’t mean you were free from not being caught out of class.

“I told Professor McGonagall I’m having stomach aches so she excused me to go to the hospital wing.” Haknyeon explained, only for you to frown.

“And why were you waiting outside Snape’s office, might I ask?”

“To see you.”

“You couldn’t wait till I come to class?” You asked with a slight tease in your voice.

“Needed to see you right after detention, so that I could do this.”

With that being said, he easily captures you into a kiss. You sighed through your nose as you cupped his neck to pull him closer to you. Haknyeon wraps his arms around your waist, letting himself trap you against the wall and his body. You changed your head positions to be at a slightly more comfortable state, feeling him squeeze your sides.

Just then, he pulled away for a breath, making it easy for you to slip in the question.

“All those notes were from you, weren’t they?”

Haknyeon grew quiet for a moment but then decided to just come clean with you. After all, that’s what he has been wanting to do anyway.

“Are you disappointed?”

“I would be if you told me this 4 weeks ago… But now? Not so much.” You smiled.

“Really?” He asked.

“Would I do this if I was disappointed?” You asked only to kiss him again. Haknyeon smirks against your lips as you feel him lift you up and spin you around. When he placed you back down, he gave you a peck on the lips and soon spoke up.

“Should I stop giving you notes then?”

“Go ahead. Cause I’ve already won the prize.”

“You sure have.”

~~~

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undertale-writing-times · 3 years

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How would the skelly boys react to naga s/o. like s/o is a hybrid of a snake and a human. elso have a great day/night😁

Alright so after you asked I added more characters to the list. If you want them to be added, you could just resend this ask and I'll add those too :)

for now, I'll go with the ones that were on the list when you asked.

Sans- Okay so when he first met you, he wasn't really sure what you were. Were you a monster? Or were you a human? When you told him you were kind of a mix of both, he asked if he could do some tests. If you say yes, that's the start of a beautiful friendship! He mostly sees what kind of snake you're based off, and if you have all the powers of that snake. After a while he stops doing the tests, and is just happy to hang out with you and be your friend. When you guys start to date, he makes a lot of jokes about it 'I'm glad you didn't throw a hissy-fit when we both met, I know you have tough skin' eat him.

Papyrus- He's going to assume that you're just another monster at first. He'll talk to you and ask you all about your scales, and what you do for them because they're beautiful! When he finds out that you're not a monster, like him, but instead a human and monster hybrid he's going to go "wowie!" because that's really cool to him! He wonders if they had a kid, would it be a skeleton...human...snake? At first you kind of scared him, and that's why he went over to talk to you like he did, because he didn't want to be scared of you! Though if you ask him, he'll say nothing scares the great Papyrus!!

Blueberry- Depending on how big you are, he's going to try to ride on your back. He really likes your scales, and will often be seen studying them while you're asleep or something... he likes it when you wrap your tail around him, because it's like a big hug! Though don't do it too tight, or he might panic.

Stretch- Pun pun pun. Asks if you like history, because he knows a good hissssstorian. If you're going out somewhere fancy with him? Tells you to wear your boa-tie. Asks if he keeps making these puns, if it's going to come back and bite him. When you guys get together, like dating? yeah, still there. Asks if he could get a hiss before you go, and says if they could hiss and make up. Asks if you're a boa constrictor, because he has a crush on you. But for real. He really does find you very interesting and will study you and your movements without really showing that he's doing that. He wonders how you move, and how far you can open your mouth... would you be able to eat him?

Red- You want me to be honest? At first you threatened him. He didn't like how you looked human but also monster, and it made him feel nervous whenever he was around you, so he would keep up his guard. After a while he would slowly start to relax, but it takes a long time for him to fully lower his guard around you and even then, it'll go right back up if you do anything remotely wrong. Sure, he thinks you're pretty, but... shut up. When you two end up together? He thinks he has the coolest datemate, and will show you off however he can. If you have fangs? You bet your butt he's going to wanna look at them. He has his own but yours are different.

Edge- You can bet your ass that he's going to bring you to training with the royal guard. Mostly when you two are dating! He'll tell them that if they don't do well enough, he's going to let you eat them. If you want to play along, he'll love you so much more. When you two first met he was impressed with you, a human and monster hybrid? How strange... your scales glittering in the light made him think you were good enough to spend at least a little bit of time with the great and terrible Papyrus!

Axe- It's kind of a 50/50 with him. He might want to 'study' you like the other Sans did, because he is that Sans just... different, but otherwise he might just not exactly care? You're a monster and a human, you smell like a human and a monster, so it's a little confusing. At first, he might not like you, because you mess with his mind and make him all confused but after he gets used to you being around he wouldn't dislike you as much. After you two end up getting together he likes to lift you up and put you around his shoulders if you're not much bigger than him. He has a lot of warmth and shares it with you.

Noodle- it depends on where they are, but if they're above ground, he wants to see what you can fit in your mouth! How far can you stretch your jaw? He'd collect animals for you to try to eat, so expect to gain some weight because of him...

Lord- Lord is terrifde of you :D Good job. Literally. The first time he saw you, it was when he was training with the royal guards, and he was yelling at them, until he saw you and his eye shine would go away. Then he would tell them that they were working on running, and ran as fast as he could away from you. He was shockingly very speedy when he wanted to be! After that he would try to avoid you, but you'd show up where ever he was no matter what, it was like you were stalking him! It took a long time until he would feel comfortable enough to talk to you, and it turned out that you were pretty nice so he was happy... even after you guys get together, he's still nervous around you sometimes.

Mutt- Mutt wasn't really scared of you at first, more you freaked him out because he didn't know how you moved around without legs! He asked you that right away, then Lord tugged him away before you could answer. Finally, after a little while, you two were able to talk alone and he realized that you seemed really nice so he was happy to spend time with you! He would get you food and sometimes, to freak out his brother, he'd try to put his hand into your mouth and Lord would panic. Mutt can be a dick sometimes.

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deviliciousdev · 3 years

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MBTI✨ The Gatsby Method 🎩🖤pt3

(the conclusion)

entp (the debater)

infj (the advocate)

budding romance

(ft. intp (the logician) x entj (the commander) & enfp (the campaigner) x intj (the architect) friends)

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[Sunday night🌙, 9:45pm, party number 3🍾🥂🍻]

entj: [walking up to intp and enfp] am i gonna barf or am i gonna do a ton of online shopping... that's the game i'm playing after THREE DAYS OF PARTIES!

intp: [trying not to laugh] i know entj, i know. but it's for entp. they said it's something.

entj: [eye twitching] what. does. that. even. MEAN?!

enfp: oh i've learned not to ask that when it comes to the xntp twins of chaos, you'll never figure out their nerdy twin language.

intp: [shrugs and nods]

entp: [on other side of party, goes up to intj in kitchen] hey.

intj: entp...

entp: yeah?

intj: why is your mail man here?

entp: well after three days of parties and because it's a sunday, i had to pat the guest list... a bit... [sips whiskey]

intj: ah. so that older gentleman in the overalls, eating dip... out of his... hand...

entp: my building's super.

intj: and the middle aged woman in the pilgrim skirt holding a... [quite voice] dear god... is that a weasel?? a stuffed weasel?!

entp: that's helga. we met on Tinder. and went on one date.

intj: ok... and who, who is that amazon of a woman with a long red wig in a teal leotard and feather boa...

entp: oh she is actually a friend of mine. her stage name is Yves St. Ariel, she's a drag queen intp and i met in Amsterdam, when we were venturing down the red light district.

intj: sure. why would i expect anything less.

[almost midnight]

entj: [to intp] ok, *hicup* you said if we go to this tonight we get a dog... where, where is the puppy intp??? huh? because i see *hiccup* no dog, but i do forrrseee a board meeting at 10am that i will be hung over at tomorrow...

intp: well, drunk entj, i would get us a dog except sober entj would point out how much both of us work and that we live in a two bedroom apartment in the city...

entj: well... they're stupid...

intp: yes, yes, they are...

entj: ANYWAY WHY ARE WE HERE?!

intp: you're shouting.

entj: NO, YOU ARE *hiccup* [sees entp] ANNNNND YOU! YOU ARE THE SCORGUE TO MY EXISTENCE... WE HAVE HAD 3 PARTIES OVER THREE DAYS FOR SOMEONE WHO CLEARLY IS A FLAKE OR A COWARD WHO JUST CANT SAY NNOOOO, AND THE GREAT GASTBY WAS A TRAGEDY OR DID YOU NOT FINISH THE BOOK, BECAUSE SPOILER ALERT HE DIES!

intp: [motioning for entj to stop talking, and pointing behind entj]

entj: AND NEWSFLASH E.N.T.P YOUUUU ARE WAITING FOR SOMEONE WHO IS NOT AND WILL NEVER COME!!!

entp: 😐...

intp: 😬 um, entj id like you to meet infj... [turns entj around to meet infj standing directly behind them]

entj: [big friendly, opps smile] soooooo nice to meet you, everyone is thrilled you could finally make it [nervous chuckle]

intp: [trying to not burst into laughter] [looks at entp] ya i know, i should probably just get entj home...

entp: yeah. quickly.

entj: [as they and intp are walking out the door] thanks for having us entp, we should do it again, but may be in like a few months or years...

intj: [sarcastically to entp] wow, so nice of them to come...

infj: you had 3 parties... for me...

entp: ummmm.... yes?

enfp: pretty romantic huhhhhh??

intj: more like creepy...

enfp: or romantic!!

infj: um yeah... i think i'm gonna go...

[infj starts to leave]

entp: wait hold up! [runs after them]

[in the hallway]

entp: look i know this probably seems weird and crazy, but i swear i'm not- will you- will you just come up to the roof with me??

infj: what??

entp: the- uh roof... it's kinda the main reason i had the parties ahaha

infj: to show me... the roof...

entp: uh yeah aha... [rubs neck]

infj: i can't believe i'm gonna say this but uh, sure...

[on the roof 🌃]

infj: [hesitant, until they see the view 🌃😍] wooow...

entp: so uh... ya like it??

infj: it's incredible, you can see the whole city... is that the bay?? wow...

entp: [secretly over joyed, but plays it cool]😁😎

infj: so why did you do all of these "parties"?? why didn't you just invite me over to go up on the roof?? aha.😄

entp: well, umm ya know you said you weren't dating rn, and just wanted to be friends... so, i didn't wanna put any pressure on you, but i also really wanted to hang out with you lol... that was probably a bad idea in hindsight... and now you probably want nothing to do with- [infj kisses entp]

entp: [after the long kiss] 😳😎

infj: you Gastby-ed...

entp: ahaha... i Gatsby-ed...

[infj leans head on entp's shoulder as the look at the view... 🌃🖤]

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slutfornat · 3 years

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The New Black Widow // Y.B

prompts: “Why didn’t you take up the mantle?” OR “The world’s a crazy place right now.”

wordcount: 893

This is for @onlyjamesbarnes 1.5k writing contest which for those that want to join you will find the details on their page and under the tag #onlyjamesbarnes 1.5k challenge also congratulations on 1.5k. it's only a headcanon that bucky is Jewish so don't attack its based off something I saw in a tik tok video.

Just so you know, sorry, for not doing it under the cut but I write on my phone so I don't get that option.

It had been a while since Natasha got in contact back in 2016 but then it all stopped after the blip had happened. You grew up in the Red Room so after you were freed, you and Yelena had moved in together.

For the two of you it was always more of a flirty platonic kind of relationship which is why you'd always laugh when people would ask if you were dating especially since she'd come out as aromantic just before the blip.

After coming back the two of you, no longer lived together for obvious reasons including the fact you'd moved somewhere else since she'd 'died' five years prior.

You see Valentina walk off, leaving Lena to stand there whilst looking at the headstone of Natasha. In the time you'd known Nat, she had become a mother figure for you.

She would've been 40 next year which is what upset you because the two of you would talk of going to this restaurant she never got the chance to go to and it was going to be for her 40th birthday.

You felt bad for Yelena, she'd missed five years and it seemed like everyone had just moved on without her which could be true for you as well from your time in the red room with all the other Widows.

"What were you talking to her about?" you ask, walking towards Yelena as she turns to you with a small grin, "revenge on clint barton. Wanna join?"

"Well, I better check my schedule but I think I'm free some point in the foreseeable future if it has anything to do with Nat's death but I have got a bit of business with these flag-smashers to deal with first" you answer, calmly with a slight smirk at your friend.

"Good or bad business?" she asks, just as her dog, Fanny comes pouncing over to you two. "Okay, y'know the super soldier serum? Karli thinks she's found it and we're going to check it out but it isn't ready for a bit unfortunately" you explain.

With an impressed look on her face, she says "The world’s a crazy place right now so that's good for someone that barely twenty- something. Sorry, I have horrible memory". "It's fine, I'm now twenty-three since I was sixteen when the red room was taken down" you said.

"Oh- I just remembered! Did you know barton has a dog? I'm thinking after killing him, we keep the dog. He's a golden retriever called Lucky so I was thinking maybe him and Fanny could be friends, right?" Lena goes on, excitedly as you smile.

"Yeah, I like that and maybe we can take them for walks in different parks. Or do the tv show stereotype and paint the dogs nails whilst we are at a spa?" you continue on.

"I'm done to try that so long as they're fine with it as consent is always important" she said happily. "So, are we meeting with Melina and Alexei later? I haven't seen them in ages plus I think we might have to have the long awaited conversation" you mention.

"Ah, yes. The one of when are we meet Bucky Barnes since he is technically like my grandfather since Alexei calls him dad when talking about him" Yelena said as we make our way back to the cars.

"Since neither of us got to actually celebrate the winter holidays, maybe we should try giving him our Christmas lists. Besides since I'm pretty sure he's jewish then he can separate them between eight days at least that's what Alexei said" you say.

"Agreed. See you tomorrow for family dinner" she waved goodbye as the two of you went into the separate cars before she began driving away.

You knew despite how she may act about it all, deep down yelena was grieving worse than anyone in history aside from wanda maximoff, one of Nat's avenger friends.

Even though she said she was get help, you saw through all of the lies that she'd say every saturday after 'therapy' which was just Lena avoiding seeing you so that you'd think she was in therapy like she had been telling you for weeks.

At some point you began following and saw her going to the same park with Fanny for two hours every day and just walking around to cool off some steam.

By the time family dinner came the next day, you had a lot of questions that needed to be answered soon. It was anything from why don't the red room at least know the parents of all of the widows there.

Throughout the drive, all you could think about is what you had just gotten yourself into by agreeing to kill Clint Barton with Yelena. Would more avengers try to attack you? Would you succeed? What happens if you're arrested?

Those thoughts continue for a while but by the end you don't really care as much about what might happen to you more what happens to Yelena once she has completed her mission.

#lucia one shots #yelena belova x you #yelena belova imagine #yelena belova x reader #yelena my beloved #onlyjamesbarnes 1.5k challenge #yelena belova x platonic!reader

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zephycluster · 3 years

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Precolonial HWS SEA Rant Post, feel free to ignore

If you're still reading, then you're probably looking for evidence or some juicy tidbits to throw back at me or to try and find dirt to cancel me, like typical Tumblr/Twitter. Go ahead, I don't really care.

First off, let me just say that If you like Precolonial South-East Asia AUs, feel free to keep enjoying them. I will respectfully support your passions from afar. This post is just to explain why I don't like it, especially the way they keep insisting/portraying PH in it.

Still here? Then let me begin.

Since the recent confirmation that the ASEAN Six Majors (Can't really say ASEAN 10 atm since it's still missing some people) Were completed and the Ma-Phil-Indo Trio was included, there has been a large surge in 'Precolonial' fanarts and portrayals of South East Asians, those three especially.

Even long, long before, circa 2010's ish, a rather well-known fan universe known as 'Maaf' dealt with their story and how their Author thought their intertwined histories went. Written by (my best guesstimate) an Indonesian writer who wants to explore the old, SEA bond.

When I first stumbled across Maaf (I was in Highschool at the time, around age 16-ish), I took a casual interest in it and tried to read it through. But, I will wholeheartedly admit that at the time, Pre-Colonial cultures of South-East Asia in general, let alone Philippine, did not really interest me that much. The focus (I think) was mostly on Indonesia, a country I didn't really know back then, and the liberal use of 'ancient' names and artwork just made it feel like an entirely Original Work (that needed a degree in History to really appreciate) and not something from Hetalia. I also completely disagreed with what I could gather was the story's portrayal of PH but I'm getting ahead of myself.

Do I hate 'Maaf'? No, I don't hate it. Do I wish I never came across it or that it didn't exist? Of course not. Just because I didn't enjoy it or appreciate it that well doesn't mean I wish any ill toward it, its fans, or its creator.

Fast forward to April 2021, the long awaited inclusion of South East Asia to the canon Hetalia verse. I was happy, the other fans were happy, all was good.

Then started the questionable fanarts, fan theories and fan pairings.

Especially the expansion of Precolonial! PH.

Let's go back to Maaf for one moment. From what I understood of Maaf, PH there was a character who once was like all the other South East Asian cultures, trading with them, all around being a nice family.

But all that changed when the Spaniards attacked, so cry the precolonial buffs. They destroyed everything, ransacked and marginalized the tribes, erased everything that PH was!

Did that happen? ABSOLUTELY. The Spaniards had this vision in mind that they must spread Christianity to all of the 'savage, unchristian heathens' of their realm. :V /s

But back up a second, back to PH's portrayal in Maaf. The way she (yeah, she) was portrayed there was that she was slowly losing her memories of being a 'true' South East Asian and grew more and more westernized in the process, like some sort of Culture-specific Alzheimer's or something.

Firstly, that is seriously depressing, and secondly, I just really don't see that happening.

Here's why.

Point 1: Even before Colonial Masters, Filipinos as a people cannot agree on anything.

I'll just begin this segment with a Philippine proverb that outlines what Filipinos call 'Crab Mentality' or 'Crab Bucket Mentality'.

"You don't need a lid for a container when you're keeping multiple crabs. If you keep at least two crabs together, they will just pull each other down instead of helping each other up."

I don't know how it goes with Indonesian or Malaysian history class, but what I know of my homeland, both pre- and post-colonial history, we were never really 'united' or 'together' in the sense that Indonesia and Malaysia were (from what I assume).

Let me pull up a somewhat related question on r/AskHistorians.

The reason I brought this up as it shows the reasons why, in my opinion, a single entity that is 'Precolonial Philippines-tan' is an impossibility.

The answers are long and would extend this already long post to stupid proportions, so I'll just quote relevant sentences. The link is here for those that wanna deep-dive into the answer.

"All this to say that there wasn't a name used for the entire Philippine islands before the Philippines that people now would agree to. An interesting comparison would be the Holy Roman Empire, which might also be characterized as disparate politico-geographic groups of relatively small size that had a history of relations between each other, but one thing they had that the Philippines did not was a common language, or at least a family of mostly mutually intelligible languages, so that the name Deutschland or Germany isn't terribly offensive to anyone. If you called the Philippines the 'Lupang-Tagalog' or even 'Lupang-Tao' the other ethnic groups would protest."

For those in need of translation, 'Lupang Tagalog' means 'Land of the Tagalogs' and 'Lupang Tao' means 'Land of People', specifically. The first one is already exclusive and offensive, as the Tagalog peoples are but one of many ethnicities here.

And for the 'Lupang Tagalog' suggestion specifically, it's even more offensive as they are the majority ethnicity (not by much, just around 28%) From this chart from Geography Now! It would basically be alienating everyone else in the 72% remainder that isn't 'Tagalog'.

And even 'Lupang Tao', the most generic name in a local language you can think of, would be met with contempt because the name itself is in the Tagalog language.

Just travelling between two individual island groups today would sometimes require a translator because the words can change very rapidly and very drastically. Here's a sample of some differences coming from a friend living in Visayas (in Red) vs. the words I know living in Luzon (In blue).

Ate vs. Manang = Older Sister

Ibon vs. Pispis = Bird

Tumawa vs. Kadlaw = To laugh

Takot vs. Hadlok = Fear

Kain vs. Kaon = To eat

Ngayon vs. Subong = Now, at this point in time

Iyak vs. Hibi/Gibi = to cry

Talampakan vs. Tiil = Foot (in Tagalog, the word retains its 'body part AND unit of measurement' meaning)

Tulog vs. Tuyo = to sleep (Tuyo in Tagalog is either a dried salted fish or 'to dry')

The kicker is that just like Tagalog is just one of many languages here, so too is the language my friend speaks. Ask an entirely new person, like someone from Mindanao, they'll probably have an entirely new set of words.

It's not just Luzon vs. Visayas vs. Mindanao, either. Here's a map listing some of the ethnic groups here.

Even the way they're written differs from location to location.

While we're on the subject of Island divisions, a casual skim across Twitter and Tumblr has shown that their Precolonial PH has been one of the following ancient civilizations: Tondo, Butuan, Sugbu, Namayan. There may have been others but that was what I have found.

Notice how even today, the posters of Precolonial PH can't seem to agree on what he's supposed to be? With Indonesia it's either Majapahit or Srivijaya and Malaysia it's usually Malacca iirc.

What is the big deal? Well, let's go back to the Ask Historians post. "Why didn't the Philippines ever change its name to remove the colonial mark that being named after a Spanish King has?" The answer: "If you suggested something dating to precolonial times, the other ethnic groups would protest."

Since we're on a roll with maps, let me bring this up.

As you can see, the precolonial PH posts have a reason to not be able to agree on one thing, as there is a LOT of options. Do you also see how THAT list is also split up?

It's split up into those aligned with China (Sinified), aligned with India (Indianized), aligned with the Middle East (Islamicized), and no alignment (Animist). Now, let's go back to the main suggestions for which Kingdom/Polity/Civilization/whatever Modern Philippines used to be.

If the Filipino peoples' couldn't agree on something as simple as WHAT TO CALL THE LAND THEY'RE LIVING ON, what more a living, breathing, walking, talking entity that is supposed to be a beacon of all of their 'unified' culture? ESPECIALLY if that entity used to be a currently existing Kingdom/Polity/Rajahnate/Sultanate/whatever.

Tondo? "Of course, always the damn Tagalogs. Tagalog this, Tagalog that. First the capital city, then the language,* THE REST OF US EXIST, YOU KNOW! What about us in Visayas? Mindanao?"

*The national language known as 'Filipino' is just standardized Tagalog*

Butuan? "Wait, you want Butuan to represent us? They're they only Indian-aligned city in the Islam-majority Mindanao! They're not even that many of them! I'm not gonna change my religion!"

Sugbu, the other name for the Rajahnate of Cebu on the map? Lemme bring back my Visayan friend again. According to her, she hails from the Hiligaynon part of Visayas.

"Sure :v and the other islands are what?

Chopped liver?

Not to mention the language and writing barrier helloooo"

And Namayan? Well. I'll let this pic speak for itself.

To summarize, no matter who you pick as Modern PH's previous identity, it will not end well nor be accepted by the other Kingdoms at the time.

"So where does that leave Modern PH, he had to have been ONE of them, right?"

Well, not really. He doesn't HAVE to be one of the Ancient Kingdoms that lasted till the modern day. I mean, predecessor representatives exist in Hetalia canon, after all. Like Modern Greece is a different character from Ancient Greece, Ancient Egypt and Modern Egypt, heck even England and his brothers have a canon mother that was the rep before them.

Or you could even use the same logic that Germany does, in that each specific region has/had its own representative and that Modern!PH is just the 'mediator' between them (cause gawd does PH need one). There could be a Tondo, a Namayan, a Butuan, and a Sugbu, all arguing and this Proto-PH is just trying to make headway in making them all satisfied.

But, even after all this, there is another reason why I personally don't subscribe to the 'Precolonial PH' idea, and by tangential extension, the Indo x Phil pairing.

Point 2: Even without intending to, Precolonial Indo x Phil just comes off as patronizing

This second point is just ENTIRELY personal preference and barely has any facts to back it up.

Again, if you like the pairing and disagree with me, You do you. I will respectfully support you and your passions from a distance.

But for me, Indo being Phil's seme/bae/boyfriend and consistently bringing up precolonial times just comes off as patronizing.

Just one more time, I'd like to point out that I am NOT bashing Indonesia, its people or the subscribers of Indo x Phil. This is just how the pairing feels to ME specifically.

The way I see it, Indo x Phil as a pairing, especially if it extends back into precolonial times, reads the same way as a long-since married couple where the husband/wife CONSTANTLY brings up that ONE outing you had together, or that ONE prom night where you kissed while dancing, even it happened like 30 some-odd years ago and so much more happened since then.

Even in a platonic sense, It reads like two besties where one ALWAYS mentions stuff like 'Yeah but you looked so much cooler back in High School' or 'Back in Grade School you would've known that', or 'Remember back in Pre-school we did X? How could you forget that?'

How does one respond to the notion that no matter what you do now, it will never compare to a past you've already forgotten or barely remember? That the best version of 'you' is already long gone?

"That's because the westerners made you forget your culture! You gotta take it back!"

While it is true, yes, as a collective we barely remember the Kingdom that commissioned the Laguna Copperplate, or created the Banaue Rice Terraces, or created the millennia old bonds that we still share with Indonesia and Malaysia.

But to keep pushing the precolonial identity would be to neglect and cast aside the one REAL binding belief and culture that spans the entirety of these islands we call the Philippines.

We take on all the bad stuff that happens to us, conquer it, and make it our own. Be it natural disasters, foreign powers, or negative stereotypical mentalities.

Yes, we've forgotten the ancient kingdoms of old and are just now digging through the closet for those remnants of the past. Yes, the colonizers imposed that on us, and made us forget. But in the process we've also taken everything that they left behind, everything that they threw at us, and created something that can only come from us.

The lanterns that the Spaniards used to light the way to the morning masses they made us attend became our globally known symbol of Christmas. The junked vehicles that the Americans left behind in World War 2 are now rolling works of art that announce themselves loud and proud on the streets (for better or for worse). The iced dessert recipe that the Japanese forced us to learn while they were occupying the country is now so distinct and famous it is synonymous with us, and is so delicious even Italy has taken notice.

Even after all this? Even after all the 425-ish years total we have been under a foreign power, with all the progress we've made as a country, a people, and a nation, you would still imply our fragmented, jigsaw puzzle state of being in the past was better just because it was pure 'South East Asian' like everyone else?

We might not be as well put-together as Indonesia or Malaysia, but we made this melting pot of angry, leg-pulling, dogpiling, Native, Mestizo, Chinoy, and Fil-Am crabs OURS, damnit!

It's now 4:30 AM and I have work in 5 or so hours. I'll be going to sleep now.

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→ A/n: Yanan x Reader

→ Genre: Fluff

→ Words: 1.3K

→ A/n: This story was just so sweet to write, our hearts are beating fast for Yanan 🥺 Thank you so much for requesting this, we hope you like our story 💕

There are days that your job is everything you've ever asked for, but there are also days where you just wanted to go home and not get out of bed for the next 36 hours. Unfortunately, today was one of the latter.

Having to deal with people is always stressful to you, especially when they are rude to you for things that are out of your control, and that just drained your energy for the rest of the day.

Yanan was already at your apartment when you arrived, waiting for you with your favorite food and a bright smile.

"I thought you could use some comfort food today" he said, shrugging shyly.

"Thank God I gave you my spare key" you hugged him dramatically.

As usual, you had texted him all day, complaining about everything that happened, but you certainly didn't expect for him.to do this for you. Nevertheless, your mood already improved a million percent.

"I also added a few rom-coms to your Netflix list so we can watch while eating the ice cream I bought for dessert." He wiggled his eyebrows, making you laugh softly.

"Seriously, I don't deserve you" you kissed his cheek with an exaggerated noise.

Yanan is undoubtedly great at making you forget any problems you are having, so by the end of dinner, you were already having so much fun that you didn't even remember what you were upset about.

You watched the movie in bed, sitting under cozy blankets and stuffing your mouth with big chunks of chocolate ice cream.

"Life could be this easy, you know?" You whined, leaning your head on his shoulders.

"Like what? A romantic comedy?" He laughed at your drama.

"I mean it!" You slapped his arm lightly "she gets a nice job and a nice boyfriend! Is it so bad that I want that?" You pouted.

"Well, you do love your job, today was just a bad day." He caressed your head softly,

"I know" you sat up straight "what about a boyfriend, though? No guys want anything to do with me"

"Ah, that's easy" he paused and looked deep into your eyes "you already have me"

You stared at him completely panicked, your cheeks probably burning red.

Yanan has been your best friend for years already, and it's not news to you that you have feelings for him. For quite a while, actually, you noticed that you get a different kind of nervousness next to him. The jealousy you felt when he dated someone was not the friend-jealous type, and you definitely felt attracted to him.

So when he said that you didn't need a boyfriend, you were afraid he somehow found out about your feelings for him.

"What do you mean?" You laughed nervously

"Think about it" he smiled charmingly, the way you knew he did when he was trying to convince someone of something. "We are great together, aren't we?"

"I guess?" You furrowed your eyebrows, not really getting his point.

"We have known each other forever. You know me better than anyone, and I do you. I know everything you love and hate, and I can spoil you better than anyone. Besides, we are basically a couple, aren't we? Look at us!."

You felt so nervous that your heart felt like it might jump off of your throat

"Yeah, but-" you tried to say something, but he continued

"We are always together, and honestly when I have an awful day, all I wanna do is call you for comfort. Not to mention how we are always in sync!".

Yanan watched you with a soft smile while your mouth hung open and your chest heaved. It wasn't possible that he said all those things without knowing about your feelings but yet, there was no way he could know. If he spoke all of that, it meant that he felt that way and you felt a warm fuzzy feeling in your chest, your stomach doing flips of nervousness.

"I agree", you smiled at him, only to see his eyes lit up and his smile widened. "But about when you find a girl? I'll be alone with my romcoms and ice cream", you laughed at your own awful state.

"No", Yanan suddenly got serious and sat straight, hand moving your hair from your face. "I don't think that'll happen".

"Ha. As if", you moved until you felt Yanan's shoulder behind your back, his arm immediately holding your shoulder, all subconsciously. "You're an incredibly nice guy, charming and funny, and so handsome. In no time a girl will steal your heart".

"Actually, that already happened", he answered, still facing you.

Your face fell. You were already staring ahead and were thankful for that. Of course, he'd be in love with someone already. Everything he just spoke was all about your amazing friendship and you were the one delusional.

"But", Yanan made sure you looked at him. "I just told you that when I find the girl for me, you wouldn't be alone with your movies and ice cream".

"That's because you're too nice-", you barely had time to finish when he cut you off.

"That's because the girl is you".

"Wait, what?" You blinked a couple of times

"Geez, you're so dense." He laughed fondly. "But yeah, all I was trying to say is that I have feelings for you. More than friendship feelings. And I think I got to a point where I can't just stand next to you and not say anything about it."

He suddenly looked shy, but so precious that you just wanted to grab him and kiss him.

"I have been trying to come up with a way to tell you that I fell in love with you for ages, I guess now would be a good time to confess?" You chuckled

"I guess, yeah" he laughed shyly "why didn't you say something before?"

"Our friendship is the most important thing in my life, and I didn't want to risk losing that. I didn't want to risk losing you."

"You would never lose me, y/n" his free hand held yours gently

"And what does this mean for us?" You asked, suddenly feeling timid whilst his presence filled the whole room with his confidence

"Now I have to ask officially." He released his embrace on you, getting up and gently pulling you to stand in front of him. He looked into your eyes and opened the most charming smile. "Y/n, we've always been best friends, and for a while, I thought I was the luckiest man alive for that. But over the years you taught me that I can not predict anything when it comes to you. You're always changing and you make me change with you. You make me a better person every day and now I'm only missing one thing to actually be the luckiest. Do you want to be my girlfriend?"

You couldn't find words since Yanan stole all of them from you. Your head was overflowing with emotions, and all you managed to answer was a nod, and the next thing you knew, Yanan's lips found yours.

His tender embrace on you made every muscle on your body relax and you gave yourself completely to him. You never thought this day would come, but kissing him was better than anything you've ever fantasized about. You knew now that there was no going back, you would not be able to hold any of these feelings to yourself.

You pulled apart and he cupped your cheek, caressing your face with his thumb while you two smiled fondly at each other, giggling like two teenagers.

"If I had known that a bad day at work would be what it takes for us to date, I would have found a reason to have one way sooner" you joked.

"That sounds like something out of a rom-com, are you happy now?" He pushed you on the bed and started tickling you, making you squeal and squirm under him.

When he finally stopped, he soothed you with a shy peck to your lips.

You just couldn't stop smiling, and Yanan's face mirrored yours. You felt grateful and finally, you could admit to yourself out loud.

"Much happier now"

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