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smolwritingchick · 2 months
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Smol Brainstorm: Jennie The Jock
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Author's Note: Found a smol brainstorm based on BTS Run Episode 11. This episode is so funny lol. Can't wait to write the full episode when I get there.
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For today’s Run episode, the members filmed inside a classroom where the skit is about a female transfer student, and the rest of the members had to make a good impression on her. Jennie was beyond excited and received the role of a Jock for this skit. Meanwhile, Suga was chosen as the female transfer student which made everyone laugh. For filming, the members wore school uniforms while Jen wore a long-sleeved BTS jersey and track pants to portray that she was into sports.
For the skit, she sat behind Suga and next to RM. Jen couldn’t keep a straight face as she had to cover her mouth and not laugh out loud during filming. Because of her, it had to take quite a few retakes, and the staff was bound to show a montage of bloopers for the episode.
As the skit went on, V grabbed a chair and sat next to Suga. His character was a nerd and the smartest student in the class.
“You know the exam is in two days, right?” V asked.
“It’s in two days?” Suga repeated.
“I’ll teach you English. I am good at it,”
“You’re good at English?” he asked with suspicion.
“I’m pretty good at it,”
“What does this mean?” he pointed out a word in V's book.
“Classification. It means to categorize,” V spoke the word fluently.
Jennie smiled softly and nodded in approval at V’s English. 
‘As expected from my bestie,’ she thought.
“To categorize?” Suga repeated.
“What do you think about a guy like me?” V randomly asked and removed his glasses. “And these…these are the glasses I’ve had for the past 19 years,”
“How old are you?” Suga called out, which made V pause.
‘Eyes wavering.’
“I’m 19 years old,” he answered.
‘He’s been wearing them since he was born.'
Slowly putting her head down, Jen muffled her laughter. This skit was ridiculous and V was effortlessly funny.
‘Jennie can’t hold it together!’
“These help you to concentrate really well,” V went on.
“Thanks,” Suga put the glasses on his head.
“But even with these, I haven’t been able to concentrate ever since you arrived. I’ll only concentrate on you from now on.”
“Go back to concentrating on your studies,” Suga rejected him and handed the book back.
V began to flip through the pages, chattering on until Jungkook stood up.
“She said to focus on your studies,” Jungkook, portraying a tsundere guy, stated and lightly pushed V. “Go back to your seat,"
‘Jeon Jungkook: Cold on the outside but sensitive inside.’
Suddenly Jungkook took off his jacket and placed it on Suga’s desk.
“It’s cold. Put this on,” he bluntly said.
“I think I like your shirt better,” Suga replied while Jennie covered her mouth to muffle her giggles.
‘The cool guy is taken aback and peeks under his shirt.’
“You can have these instead,” Jungkook began to take off his shoes and placed them on Suga’s desk. Once he was seated, Jungkook grabbed two small boxes of food and gave them to him as well. “I picked this up on the way. Have it. Oh, lastly…don’t catch a cold,”
Suga watched as Jungkook tossed a hot pack on the desk and responded, “I think you’re going to catch a cold. It’s minus two degrees Celsius outside,”
Once it was her cue, Jennie had stopped spinning her basketball and placed it down. Standing up, she picked up Jungkook’s jacket and shoes. Tossing the shoes on Jungkook’s desk and throwing his jacket on top of him, she turned to Suga.
“Anyway…” she showed no remorse for what she did to the Golden Maknae and had her full attention on Suga.
Jungkook, in character, did not take too kindly of her actions and stood back up to confront her.
“Did you just throw this at me?” he demanded with annoyance in his voice.
Turning around to look up at him, she responded, not intimidated, “I did. And your time talking with her is up so take a seat,” she gestured. “And if you don’t move, well then I have no problem moving you myself,"
They faced off while Jen crossed her arms. It appeared like neither of them was going to let up as they slowly began to glare at each other. But soon after the two lovers snickered and broke character as a series of laughs escaped them.
“You made me laugh!” She giggled as the director yelled cut.
“You made me laugh!” Jungkook responded with a huge grin.
Once getting situated again, Jennie and Jungkook refilmed their face-off and Jungkook took his seat again but made a promise that this standoff was not over. Smiling victoriously, Jennie turned back to Suga.
“You ball?” she challenged.
Suga flipped his short wig. “Better than you,”
Licking her lips, Jennie briefly struggled to keep a straight face as her body wanted to let out a laugh.
“Oh? Is that so? Want to test that theory? You. Me. One on one after school. Basketball court. Best out of 10 points. 1 point per shot, no matter what kind of pointer it is. If I win, we’re going on a date,”
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theglareyousee · 1 year
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sunlight
She took one look at Enid’s bruised, bloodied, battered (for her, all for her) face and pulled her back in. She pulled hard enough that the breath was punched out of her already struggling lungs and she gave herself over to the sunlight. 
She let it burn away every inch of her armor, her shadows, her sneers, her disdain until there was only herself left. Just Wednesday and her still beating heart, plummeting towards the sea on melting wings. Wednesday, staring up at the shining sun (never glaring, but searing in an almost pleasant way) as she fell and fell and fell, with feathers fluttering around her and salt stinging her eyes.
She fell and resigned herself to being scattered amongst the waves.
Then Enid’s arms tightened around her waist and Enid’s (bloody, bruised, battered, beautiful) face was burrowing into her neck, and Enid’s tears were soaking her skin and it was all Wednesday could do to close her eyes and bask in her sunlight.
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I finished watching Wednesday yesterday, went on a reblogging spree, and ended up here.
have a song
i plan to expand on this when my braincells arent melting
mkay time to disappear back into my cave baiii
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jinhyun · 10 months
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Omg omg i am convinced that hyunjin takes boyfrie privileges actually pretty seriously. It's so cute. What do you think his response would be if his s/o was someone who's really comfortable w others and likes to loop their arm through whoever's they're walking with/physical connection with their friends in general? Like, they all went out for a fun day and his s/o is walking with like jisung and hyunjin's s/o links arms with jisung as they walk and talk?
"Oh?"
"What?" you wonder.
"Didn't know Han was your boyfriend now".
You amusedly roll your eyes, with one simple look at Han letting him understand the assignment and having him walk ahead of you while you switch to loop your arm around Hyunjin's. "Aw, come on. I always do this with my friends. It's friendly".
"You always do it with me, though" his eyes fix on your linked arms. "You're doing it right now".
"So?"
"I'm your boyfriend," he states, as if it weren't clear enough already. "And this is friendly?"
"Not when it's with you, though" you clarify.
He pouts. In the matter of a couple of seconds, one of the actions he considered to be boyfriend privilege only, had been scratched off the list.
In a matter of seconds, something he considered to be special, was not anymore.
So, he unlinks your arms.
Not missing your touch, however, his hand travels down to lock with yours — the familiar and comforting feel of your fingers intertwining with his immediately sends butterflies flying around his stomach.
This, he's sure is something only he can do with you.
"Don't go around holding hands with anyone else" he mumbles anyway.
You smile, leaning lightly against his body and giving his hand a gentle squeeze right as you press a lingering kiss to his cheek. "Oh, don't worry about it. Holding hands is reserved for my boyfriend only".
And Heaven forbid it was ever not.
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whumblr · 5 months
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can you write a prompt for an intimate whumper x whumpee? 😭
"Sshh, it's okay, loved one, it's okay. I know you don't like being touched. That's fine. I don't mind. You're allowed to feel that way. You know, I might even prefer it that way. What you're not allowed to do, however, is pull away from me."
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cosmicstarlatte · 6 months
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Belphie being mean and pinching readers nose while she's sucking him off and not letting off until he finishes🥺?
-From: Goodgirly🔒
18+ nsfw, minors do not interact // dubcon, mean belphie, degrading bj, tears
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"Mm...you can do better than that."
Belphie disappointedly looked down at you as he slid his cock out of your mouth and slapped it against your cheek a few times while you coughed and gasped for air.
He sighed. "Let's try again before I get soft."
Before you could take another deep breath, his hand found itself on the back of your head, while the other guided his thick cock between your swollen wet lips once more. He let out a small content hum as you gagged, your warm throat squeezing around him.
He peered down and grinned when he saw the tears in your eyes and the way you struggled to breathe. He could feel his cock getting harder. Now they're getting somewhere.
Belphie kept his hold on your head and with his other hand he pinched your nose, cutting off the only air supply you had left. You dug your nails into his thighs and struggled as your loud wet choking and gagging filled the room. Belphie let out a low groan as he fucked your mouth.
"Fuck! You look and sound so much fucking better like this."
The fat tip of his cock abused the poor narrow walls of your throat with each thrust. Big fat tears rolled down your cheeks as he continued pummeling into your face, balls slapping against your chin. You tried to push against his arm, his thighs, anything to at least let you breathe a little but his strength was unmatched compared to yours.
"Hah...! You can breathe when I'm done! Oh fuck, fuck, almost there—!"
With a few more harsh thrusts, his hand finally let go of your nose as he reached his peak. He moaned as he spilled his cum down your throat; while you desperately breathed in as much air as you could.
Once he was finished he slid his cock out and admired the piece of work left on the floor.
Your hair was a mess, tears still running down your cheeks, and drool covering your chin all while you coughed and gulped in globs of air.
Belphie could feel his cock stirring once more. ⬦
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m-ete0ra · 1 year
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This was for @katsukikitten birthday <3
Here is the colored version I am personally however more of a sketch girlie
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sunnysideprincess · 2 months
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*throws this at you and runs*
He spots the fae as soon as he breaches the clearing. Small and lithe, laughing and giggling as the tiny, pixie-mers surround him. His wild curls grow wilder the longer he plays in the water. And his eyes—Steven would write poetry if he could. For now, he only watches, sitting still with a hunter's grace, as the fae dives under water, then comes up gasping and heaving, chasing after the mers with a grace well known to their kind.
He would feel terrible for spying on the unsuspecting folk. But he is entranced. He has never seen a wingless fae. Or one with a star bust painted on his chest. He wants to trace those eyes and that smile, the mischief and the light. He wants to touch and glide his fingers down and down. Until he's got the fae blushing and squealing like a heated kettle.
A twig snaps when Valiant stomps impatiently and the mers scatter with a collective screech. The fae jerks. His eyes grow wide with fear when he spots them: an elf and his stead. An enemy and a beast of a horse.
"Stay away," he trills at them, stumbling blindly to get away from the intruder. "I am armed."
"Are you now?" Steven pointedly stares at his bare skin.
The fae blushes and splutters, before jutting his jaw defiantly. The star burst on his chest ignites a bright blue. And Steven thinks it's the most wonderful thing to witness. Until the earth begins to shake.
At first glance, what appears to be a boar clad in armor rises from behind the rocks. But upon closer inspection, it's boar built of metal and magic. An artifice. An automaton.
Valiant shudders under its soulless blue gaze yet holds her ground. And the fae, uncaring of his sodden pants or bare feet clambers on top of what Steven comes to conclude is his own creation.
The boar takes off running, leaving behind a curious elf, a sullen horse and a bunch of scared critters in the lake.
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qqtxt · 1 year
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[❣️] your presence [allt_🐯]
✿ beomgyu x gn!reader / idol!txt / non.idol!you / word count: 301 words ✿ drabbles and blurbs based on this list! [reblogged list] ✿ [tag: #a love like this_drabbles] / [a love like this_drabbles masterlist] ✿ prompt: upon entering the same room as the receiver, the sender steps behind them, and winds their arms around the receiver’s waist, drawing them close against them. [masterlist 🌸] / @kflixnet​ ✨
note: if you would like some prompts to be written for another member (other than beoms), you can send in an ask! 💖
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there are moments–like now–are when the boys think beomgyu must’ve had some sort of tracker on you to know whenever you’re within vicinity as him. you just entered the dorm with yeonjun greeting you, then dragging you to the kitchen to prepare some snacks to eat with the rest of the boys. in the midst of you trying to make tteokbokki, the arms that snake around your waist makes you jolt before you relax in–”jeez, you almost gave me a fright...”
“you didn’t say you were coming over,” he mumbles into your neck, eyes barely open and it seems like he must’ve woken up from a nap.
“you would’ve known if you checked your phone,” you mused, stirring the pot occasionally to make sure it doesn’t get burnt. “since you’re here, can you go set up the table?” you use a hand to pat his arms around you but it seems like it’s no use when he huffs, shaking his head to keep clinging onto you, mumbling a soft i wanna be here with you...
“i’ll do it,” soobin snorts, upon hearing it from the living room. after you say your thanks, your attention is back on beomgyu who starts asking about your day; all while swaying you left and right gently in his arms and watches as you cook.
yeonjun is now at the dining table with soobin, the two of them shaking their heads at the sight. “wasn’t he asleep like a moment ago? how the hell did he get up right when y/n comes?” soobin mutters under his breath, helping yeonjun set up the table.
"don’t wanna know, don’t need to know,” yeonjun chuckles, “all i know is i’m grateful i don’t have to drag that idiot from bed just to feed him if y/n’s able to get him with just their presence alone.”
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pixelatedraindrops · 8 months
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Okay lemme be real with you all.
I LOVE it when someone touches someone else's cheek to check their temperature. Sooo good and sooo tender 💕 One of my top favorite prompts when it comes to an illness scene.🌡️
So I had to make a quick edit of this. Poor Yuma tries too hard...😞 At least there's a sensible adult in the room to tell him so. (and even his death god partner thinks he's pushing it)
A scenario of Yuma about to leave the agency, but Yakou KNOWS something's wrong. The trainee looks tired, he’s panting a little, and his face is tinted red. So he stops him, walks up to him, and puts his hand to his cheek to check.
And turns out, he was spot on.
Yuma tries to deny it, but Yakou ain’t havin’ it.
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Then he IMMIEDATELY puts him to rest. Practically pushing him onto the couch (it only takes one hand like what is yuma gonna do lol)
I like to believe Yakou’s like a worried mother hen for his agency's staff. Panicking as a first-time caretaker in years. ESPECIALLY with Yuma since he's very likely the frailest of the bunch. (he's a father now :3)
Shinigami tries to help in her own way too
Yay for duo caretaking >w<💕💊
(...yes I know its the SAME freaking couch edit template here I'm sorry, ITS ALL I HAVE OKAY? LEAVE ME ALONE X’D)
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yoru-no-seiiki · 1 month
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hi hi! i wanna post more here but don’t know what you guys would like from me.
so send in some asks! you could go to @hana-no-seiiki for more of my yan! ocs too.
preferably something more on the darker side + smutty if not full on pwp i’m down for that.
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teastainedprose · 16 days
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Anyone else get some line or dialogue lodged in their brain, then start building a whole ass scene around it? Cause- Yeah.
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smolwritingchick · 2 months
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Smol Brainstorm: You'll be OK!
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Author's Note: Another brainstorm I found! This was when Jungkook had to sit out during the London concert of the Love Yourself Tour and Jennie comforted him.
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Accidents happen. She had hoped that Jungkook understood that. He just needed to sit and rest. Before their London show of their Love Yourself Tour, Jungkook had, unfortunately, injured his foot and had to sit out. So, he performed while seated. Jen knew how disappointed he was and she wished that he wouldn’t beat himself up over it because none of this was his fault. But during Anpanman, when she turned to see where he was, she noticed that he was crying and immediately jogged over to him after seeing Jimin trying to comfort him.
“Hey.” she placed a hand on his back and rubbed it. “I understand this is hard for you but please don’t think any of this is your fault or you let anyone down. Army understands and cares about your well being. They’re happy that you’re here on stage and want you to take it easy.”
“I-I know…” he murmured as she wiped his tears.
“I know how you feel because I’ve been there. You remember when I was hurt, you and the rest of the guys cheered me up at the concerts? I’m going to do the same for you. This is only temporary, okay? Please don’t cry. I want to see you happy,”
She held his hand and gave it a comforting squeeze while Taehyung walked over to comfort him, too. 
“I love you. Bangtan loves you. Army loves you. We are all here for you. Now come on. We won’t let you just sit here like this.” she said with a bright smile.
She wanted him to smile and laugh, so, setting aside the embarrassment, she goofily danced around him, making him and the 95 Liners laugh. 
Ah, there was that cute laugh of his…
Feeling better, Jungkook stood up and sang with Jennie hyping him up, dancing around him.
gyesok dollyeo dollyeo naye Anpan
“What!??” she shouted.
Keep ballin’ ballin’ still bangtan
“Let ‘em know!”
nun tteuni hero but still in miro
geu young man, young man, young man
“SKRRRRT SKRRTTT!”
gyesok mollae mollae sangcheo manttang
“WHOOOOOP!”
But ballin’ ballin’ still bangtan
“OW!”
apado hero duryeoumeun dwiro
Anpanman panman panman
“AAAAAAAAHHHHH!”
Jungkook burst out in laughter as he watched her. She had been hanging around G-Dragon too much to learn how to do some of his famous sound effects. Nonetheless, Jungkook thought she was adorable. After Yoongi’s verse, she rapped, grabbing Jungkook’s hand as they headed down to meet with the rest of the members. 
“I’m a new generation Anpanman!”
“Whooooop!” he playfully copied what she said earlier.
“I’m a new superhero Anpanman!”
“Say what!?”
“naega gajin geon i norae hanbang. Lemme say All the bad men, cop out!”
She felt his arms around her from behind as she received a big kiss on the cheek and a soft “I love you” in her ear while deafening screams from Army were heard when they witnessed the sweet moment.
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popcorn-plots · 1 month
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"Master Wong is cheating on you."
Stephen looked up to see America staring at him with wide eyes. Stephen blinked. "What?"
"Master Wong... he's cheating on you."
"And... how did you... come up with that?" Stephen asked, pressing his bookmark into the pages. He closed the book and set it down as America swallowed.
"I saw him and Master Stark kissing. Yesterday. And two days ago, you were kissing Master Wong." America whispered.
It took Stephen a second to realize what was happening. America nearly jumped out of her skin when Stephen burst out laughing.
"Cheating? Nah." Stephen finally choked out. America's eyebrows furrowed as Stephen wiped away a tear.
"Then what..."
"Alright, America. Me and Master Wong are married, yes?"
"Uh... yeah."
"Well... I am also engaged to Master Stark."
"Huh?" America tilted her head. "How does that work?"
Stephen chuckled. "Well. I love Wong. I also love Tony. I love both of them, so I decided to marry both of them."
"Then why did Master Wong kiss Master Stark?"
"Because Master Wong and Master Stark love each other. And they both love me. Does that make sense?"
America frowned. "I... guess so. But isn't that cheating?"
Stephen hummed. "No. Not in this case. You see, cheating is what happens when someone... breaks the rules. If I was only married to Master Wong and then I kissed Master Stark without telling Master Wong, then I would be cheating." America still looked kind of confused. "Its like... playing a game and not following the rules."
America nodded. "Then... Master Wong knows you kiss Master Stark?"
"Yes. Me, Wong, and Master Stark have a polyamourous relationships. It's when someone has more than one romantic partner at the same time, but everyone knows about it and agrees."
"So... you and Master Wong and Master Stark..."
"Agreed on the rules before we started playing a game. So everyone knows what's going on." Stephen explained.
America folded her arms. "That makes sense."
"Good. Do you have any more questions?"
"I.. I don't think so."
Stephen smiled and picked up his book. "Good. If you do have any questions, you can always ask me."
"Okay. Thank you, Master Strange!"
"Of course. Goodbye, America." Stephen smiled, waving back as America giddily ran out of his office.
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sophiegoose · 5 months
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Saw a video whilst doomscrolling on Instagram a few days ago that was a guy who had a bunch of baby chicks following him and they're all peeping and chirping at him and then he just kneels down and starts to pick up all these tiny little feathery poofs with legs
He's just being super gentle and courteous with these tiny little creatures as he holds like 12 of them in his hands and is so aware of where they are and it melted my heart and now I have the insatiable urge to write some size difference/ g/t fluff
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whumblr · 1 year
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Since Jay's and Zayne's relationship has grown since the warehouse and the visitation at prison. Maybe we could see a reunion? Maybe intimate? Since Jay couldn't handle the thought of cuddles even after being straddled multiple times, lol spicy intimate? Jay's nerves still wrecked, but he likes it? Idk lol
They don't have much reunions, only in court and prison. So this is the most intimate they'll get :D
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Untouchable
Jay felt a tiny twinge of guilt as he noticed Zayne lit up when he was sat at his table in the visitor's room. He hadn't visited in a while. But of course, as soon as the guy opened his mouth, that guilt melted away.
"Good to see you!" Zayne started enthusiastically. "I've missed you, you know. It's been so long since we had our bouts, I've been itching to drag you over and slam you down on this table."
Besides rolling his eyes, Jay didn't repond; he wasn't impressed nor intimidated.
"If it's violence you're after, I'm sure there's plenty people here willing to scratch that itch." Getting his ass beat for once might get him to simmer down for a bit. "What about that big guy over there? He seems like he'd appreciate you picking a fight with him."
"I tried, he didn't. He's a genuinely nice guy and anti-violence."
Jay swallowed the urge to ask what the hell he was in here for then. But yeah, of course he fucking tried.
"Now that little weasel guy, over there," Zayne rested a fist under his chin and discreetly pointed a single finger, "he was more than willing."
"Do the guards here even serve a purpose? How many fights did you pick?"
"You find the quiet spots. But I prefer fighting with you. It's more fun."
"Because you know you can win."
"No, because you fight in your own unique way."
"Instigating violence in the visitation room would be a unique way to show you've completely lost it."
Zayne pondered that with a smile. "You think?"
"Positive. I'm untouchable here."
"You just said the guards are useless here yet you feel safe." Zayne leaned forward, twinkle in his eye and a mischievous grin. "Untouchable huh? I disagree."
And Jay completely stiffened up when he felt the toes of Zayne's canvas shoes slide up along the inside of his shin.
Zayne burst out laughing and Jay assumed he went red.
"That's it. That's the itch." He slid his foot down again and caught Jay's ankle in-between both shoes, still leering at Jay with hooded eyes.
"Will you stop it," Jay hissed, trying to pull free. "I'm actually here to discuss something serious."
"I know, that's why I'm changing the subject."
"I scratched your itch now you scratch mine."
Zayne sighed and, after a beat, sat back, releasing Jay's ankle. "I saw your face, during the trial," he said, looking away now and his tone more serious. "Knew you were gonna hassle me about it."
"Yep. So tell." Jay swung his feet back, safely under his chair.
After a long silence, Zayne finally said: "Remember when you asked me about my bruised hands?"
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arminsumi · 8 months
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