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shmalk · 1 month

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141 is filled with alphas, not a single omega in sight. there are a few betas, but they're either low-ranking or transfers that were never going to last.

like you! (beta!reader) who works at reception and takes calls, scans badges and is the first point of contact for the task force.

none of them know your name, none of them even speak to you - maybe price, when you transfer a call to him, he'll mumble a thank you. or even laswell, when you bring her a coffee.

it's nothing, really, you don't mind.

only, one day, a totally normal friday, you've done the exact same style in your hair you always have, and you're wearing more clothes than you were yesterday.

price wants a coffee, sure- you make it, just the way he likes, and head towards his office. you knock, and wait a few seconds until you hear 'come in.'

the office is silent, it usually is - but this time there's more than just price inside.

they're finishing up just as you enter, soap and gaz sitting in front of the desk whilst ghost leant against the back wall.

"my apologies, captain." your voice isn't exactly quiet - why should it be, you've done nothing wrong, but its still respectful. price just nods as you place the cup down on his desk.

"thanks, that's all." he dismisses everyone in the room, and you wait for the boys to file out before you do, soap and gaz both giving you a cheeky smile.

ghost is the one to hold open the door, standing just adjacent to the doorway with his arm sprawled against it. its a heavy door, and you swallow as you pass him.

"thank you," you all but mumble out as you rush past him - straight into the break room.

you can't help but rant about the situation to your roommate whilst you're packing up your things, your phone tucked between your jaw and shoulder.

"i mean- he held the door open for me and i couldn't even look him in the eye to say thank you!" you stress, throwing your bag into your passenger seat before leaning back against your car. "god, all i wan't right now is a plate of sushi and some boba."

"too bad its pizza night, dweeb."

"thats not fair! i could loose my job, i should be allowed to eat my comfort food when im stressed out."

you stress about it over the whole weekend, and when you return back to work on monday you try to act as casual as possible. of course, you don't see ghost - price doesn't order a coffee, and youre break time comes around quicker than you expected.

you had brought- oh, theres- your favourite sushi, and a boba drink sitting where your food was supposed to be. in somewhat messy hand writing, on a small piece of paper, theres your name.

signed ' s. riley. '

i am a sucker for sweet lil moments like this !!

in my head i think that simon would like a beta, or an alpha, but in this lil snippet (which is CERTAINLY getting turned into a fic) he's big and broad and gets worried when he's with alphas because they can't think straight, he tells them what to do and he does it.

but you? you dont react to his scent or chase him down to get him to court you - so, of fource, he courts you. <3

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landograndprix · 6 months

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「Feel the magic ๛ l.n」

part v

✧.* you come to realise that your relationship with lando might just be the most serious and mature relationship you've ever had and while that confuses you more and more each day, your taking it all because some people just love to watch the world burn.

✧.* introducing some people, making babes suffer a little less, hating Alpine, you know the drill, its a chill one really 🥰 this is a psa for the people who wanted to be on my taglist but never got tagged, i didn't forget or ignore you, I simply am unable to tag you and therefore removed you from the list feel free to ask me again so I can take a look at it. Taglist is open Love ya ❤️

✧.* prev part - next part

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y/nusername oh my days ✨️

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f1gurls we've reached peak dog mom, Dash got an Instagram 😭

norrizz waaaaaait y/n's finally gone insta official with lando?!

mclarenbabies it was about time, lando did it nearly two weeks ago 😂

fewtrelllando good to see they've adopted max 🥰

landonorris disgusting

y/nusername you've clearly never looked in a mirror before

landonorris I was talking about the sushi

y/nusername oh..

y/nnorris I love them your honor 😭

landoscar why's dash looking at me like that, why is he judging me? 😭

mrsnorris 🤮 🤮 🤮

landonorris exactly, who would eat sushi?

chilisainz lmfao girl thought she did something

hamilt44n hey girlie, you got lando's attention, speak up 👏

charlie_leclerc I'm changing my mind, they are actually cute together

thomasgoms 😍

y/nloveee we either have a supportive ex-boyfriend or mans completely missed the picture of y/n and lando 💀

norry4 Arianna what are you doing here?

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cecilemoulin spending the 28th with the funniest, prettiest and dumbest ones. ❤️

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girlsofthegird happy birthday Cecile! 😍

carlandooo lmfao milou watching the stories and seeing this post: 🧍‍♀️

george63russell I mean she's been a lil' bitch lately so are we really surprised? 👀

miloubabess she's with her family on a holiday, guess she couldn't make it 🙄

fewtrelllando I don't known about y'all but this smells like a double date!

norrizz HOWLING THE CAKE 😭

y/nlandooo peak y/n behaviour 😭

chilisainz loving this new friend dynamic, always thought Cecile and y/n would be a better match than y/n and milou..

maxfewtrell well..great picture..

cecilemoulin max, don't worry, you are the prettiest!

y/nusername the prettiest princess of them all 🎀

landonorizzzz goddammit, those muppets really do be in love huh

thomasgoms happy birthday Cecile!

y/nluv boy get out of here..🤨

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kisakis-boyfriend · 4 months

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idk if you know that burrito blanket meme but perhaps a request for cold weather and toasty blankets?? wrapping up mikey in a blanket like a burrito and fucking him that way so he cant get away or move his limbs??

Pairings: Mikey x reader

Warnings: Male!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom!Mikey, bondage technically LOL, creampie, whiny/childish Mikey

Genre/Format: Smut; Oneshot

Author's Note: I think I know exactly what you're talking about, anon. Or maybe it's a similar meme lol. The one I saw goes like: "Sad sushi -> roll sushi in blanket -> place sushi roll on couch -> dick that sushi nice and hard! -> happy lil sushi roll!"

Please check my blog title to verify whether requests are closed or not! Thank you!

“Y/n it's sooo cooold!!” Mikey groaned for what seemed like the millionth time today. He did this every single time you had to stop cuddling. Bathroom break? Mikey complains. Go grab a snack/drink? Mikey whines. Fetch another blanket since it's “freezing”? Mikey holds onto your arm so that you can't walk away

“C'mon, cuddle with me!”

You pinched the bridge of your nose before turning around to face him again. “Mikey I need to pee. It only takes me like, two minutes. Not even.”

“What if I freeze to death before you get back!” Ok now he is really being dramatic...

“You're not gonna freeze, Mikey. I'll be right back.” As you shut the door to the bathroom you could hear the exaggerated moans and groans of your partner. Whining into the couch cushion like a child. If he was really so cold, then you'll find a way to keep him nice and toasty

As soon as you finish up in the bathroom, you dash over to the closet and pull out another blanket, bringing it back to the living room in a huff. Mikey looks up at you with outstretched arms, silently begging for more cuddles. Instead you make him stand up so that you can wrap the blanket around him — effectively turning your boyfriend into a warm burrito

“Heeeyy!! Y/n, how am I supposed to cuddle with you now?” He whined, tears pricking the corners of his eyes. Your response was pushing his fluffy self back onto the couch, pulling his pants and underwear down in one swift motion

“Y-y/n—?!” Mikey gulped, getting pulled by his thighs so that his legs now rested on either side of your waist

A glare silenced the boy rather quickly. Shrinking down in his little cocoon while you explained, “If you wanna be whiny I'm going to fuck you until you're too stupid to speak, understand?” You said with no real malice, simply a warning for Mikey not to push your buttons too much

Mikey whimpered but nodded nonetheless. Watching as you spit on your cock and stroked yourself a little. He knew exactly what was coming next— a familiar pang of pain hit his nerves when you pressed the tip of your dick inside of him. Pushing past the rim a little at a time

Another glob of spit fell onto his entrance and your tip, acting as shoddy lube. The burning stretch caused Mikey to wince, scrunching his face up as you filled him halfway. You shushed him, gently caressing his tensed thighs and petting his hair as you allowed him to adjust some more

Shallow thrusts helped him get used to your size, eventually leading into full on slamming into Mikey's hole like he was nothing more than a fleshlight. Deep and hard. Using his current burrito state as a means to dick him down as hard as you could; surely bruising his poor thighs

“Fffuck– Gonna cum, Mikey—!! ” You groaned, an iron grip around his little legs. “Gonna fill you with somethin' nice and warm, babe~ ” Gazing down at your baby boy's fucked out expression is what tipped you over the edge — cumming with a choked moan

When you eventually pulled out, some of your cum dribbled out and down Mikey's ass, eliciting adorable sounds from him. Maybe while he's stuck like this you'll fill him a little more? Keep him warm and cozy with your cum bloating his tummy

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myojinn-boo · 9 days

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Kewpie Mayo - Toge Inumaki

Kewpie Mayo ... Oneshot fanfic Inumaki Toge (JJK) x reader Tags: fluffy fluff, friends to lovers, JJK au Summary: Toge has so much he wants to say, but his sushi ingredients can only do so much. So you help him expand his vocabulary. a/n: My first ever fic! Got this little idea with Toge and I wanted to flesh it out. Feedback would be appreciated <3

. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ You were incredibly optimistic before entering Jujutsu Tech. You envisioned yourself going out on daring missions, doing crazy things with your fellow sorcerer friends, learning powerful moves, and so on. You romanticized the hell out of it even before you sat in your first lecture. But reality often disappoints. The missions were dangerous, sure, but you were naive to think they would send you out to fight a special grade like it would be a walk in the park for you. And sure, you go out with the other first years, but you never felt like you fit in. Yuji and Nobara had this chaotic dynamic going on and you could never seem to keep up with. Megumi... well... he just makes you feel like you're a bother, so you'd rather not hang out with him one-on-one. But, at the very least, there was this second year student at Jujutsu Tech that you got along with quite well.

You thought it was weird at first—how he couldn't speak like the rest of you. Maki explained it all to you when you decided to hang out with the second years while they trained together. She told you how he was from a well-known clan with a signature cursed technique. And as you watched him spar with the talking panda (which you also thought was weird), one thing plagued your mind. It must be tough not being able to express yourself normally. You don't know if it was just a natural thing or if you actually felt pity for the guy, but you went up to him. A part of you was also hoping that maybe you'd find 'that' friend in him—the one that isn't too overwhelming and the one that doesn't make you feel like a pain in the ass. "Toge?" You called out to him from behind as he drank from his water bottle. It was a hot day and his sparring session with Panda was intense. You could see the sweat trickle down his temples when he turned to look at you. "Kelp?" So it was true that he speaks in sushi ingredients. You didn't think Maki would make such a strange and elaborate lie about it anyway. You introduced yourself to him with the pretense of wanting to get to know your seniors better.

On that same day, you learned all of the sushi ingredients he used in his daily conversations. And the more you spent your time with him, you could even distinguish the nuances in his tone—the rise and fall of his pitch, how he stresses certain letters, and so on. Sometimes, all you had to do was look at his facial expression and you'd know what he was trying to tell you. Of course, a few days after you introduced yourself to him, you managed to snag his number. Anyone who asked for Toge's number never seemed suspicious at all. No one thinks that asking for his number had any romantic context. Everyone just asked for it so they could talk to him without deciphering his ridiculous language. But once you got that number, oh boy. You two never went a day without talking. When he could freely express himself without the restrictions of his cursed technique, your view of him slowly changed. You realized he had a sense of humor. Truthfully, it was as braindead as it could get, but you couldn't deny laughing at 2 AM at his antics. Toge was a bit of a crackhead as well. He'd say the most out of pocket things as if it was the most normal thing in the world. You picked up on this habit too, and part of him feels proud that he was the one who corrupted you like that. Then one night, after sending your 'good nights' to each other, you had this thought. It was a relentless thought that refused to get out of your head. You wanted to hear Toge speak all the words he'd tell you through your phone screen. But you knew it was impossible. You've heard his voice briefly whenever he'd activate his cursed technique... and you've also heard how he'd violently cough out blood after using a particularly powerful move. Then he'd say that it was no big deal—through text, of course. You only put yourself to sleep when you convinced your stupid brain that forcing Toge to speak and hurt himself wasn't worth it. You hated to see him hurt. After that thought, a whole bunch of other things swarmed your brain—and they were all about your white-haired purple-eyed friend. You were falling for him and you were falling hard. In fact, those same thoughts were running through your head right now and— "Tuna mayo." Right, you were sitting beside him right now—cooling off after training. You have no business to be thinking about such things right now, especially since he's just a couple of inches away. You've also gotten into a habit of just texting each other even though you're face-to-face. He started typing on his phone while your gaze was still on him. Your phone dinged a specific tone. Actually, you had set a special tone for Toge's texts. He didn't let you hear the end of it once he figured it out. He made sure to let everyone know that you liked him. He was right. You liked him very much. But you'd never admit that. You kept the tone the same despite his teasing just so he wouldn't get the satisfaction of watching you get flustered. But deep down, you were dying. You whipped your phone out and saw that he had texted. Toge: Spacing out? Did Panda knock your head a little too hard? You're drooling a bit actually. You: No. I was just thinking. ALSO, my mouth is very dry thank you very much.

Toge: Oh fr? Lemme see how dry it is. Imma check with my mouth too ofc 🫦🥵 You felt all the butterflies on earth suddenly flutter in your stomach. This wasn't new. As your friendship went on—it wasn't unusual for him to pull something silly like this. He thinks it's all fun and games, but his words had you thinking otherwise. But again, you'll never admit you like him. You: Sometimes I'm glad you can only speak sushi ingredients. You stare at the chat bubbles appearing and disappearing on the screen. Then it disappears for quite a while which prompts you to look up at him. There was a slight frown. You'd let off pretty hurtful jabs at each other before, but maybe this one just hit a chord. "Hey... you know I didn't mean that, right?" Your expression softened as you studied his features. "I mean, honestly, I always wished you could speak normally... I love talking to you." You immediately shut yourself up. It's okay. It's okay. You just said that in a friendly way, you thought. It doesn't necessarily mean you LOVED him. You could never say that to him. "Salmon roe?" His face perked up at your admission. You nodded at him. "At some point I even thought about telling you to just make a language with me, you know? I mean, you'd still be speaking in ingredients, but at least you get more out of it." He listens intently before tapping away at his phone again. Toge: That's actually a wonderful idea coming from a dumbo like you. You chuckled and playfully punched his shoulder at the nickname he used for you. He laughed softly back at you and you couldn't help but smile at this little moment you had going on. God, you loved him, but you couldn't tell him that. "Hmm, so what's our word for today? There are still so many sushi ingredients out there that are still unused." Toge nodded enthusiastically. He sent messages as you spoke to him in real time. Toge: Sooo... what's your favorite sushi ingredient? "Rice," you replied without a second thought which earned a sigh from Toge. He sounded disappointed almost.

Toge: That's so basic.

Toge: Putting rice as 'basic bitch' in Toge's dicktionary. You furrowed your brows at him. "And when would this word be useful to you? I don't see you using it frequently." And by true Toge fashion, he flashes that shit-eating grin at you. "Rice." It felt weird hearing him say a different ingredient. Despite what the word meant to the both of you—you just smiled at him. "Okay, then what isn't a basic choice?" Toge: Just think outside of the box for once. You looked off into the distance, thinking hard. Then you got an idea. "Remember the sushi I made you last week? The ones with Kewpie mayo swirls on it?" Toge's face seemed to soften for a moment once you brought that up. He was down in the dumps last week after a losing streak on Fortnite. You thought it was stupid to get all gloomy over a game with flying buses and shit. But you tried your best to cheer him up. So you made him the only thing you knew how to make—sushi, as ironic as it is. You made this batch of sushi with extra love and care. Of course, your signature mayo swirls were on it too. You delivered it to his room and watched him chow down like a caveman. It warmed your heart seeing him enjoy something you made. You craved this feeling. But you'd never voice it out. "How about we add Kewpie to your vocabulary then? Or is it too basic for your taste, sir?" Toge chuckles softly again and then he goes silent. He looks down at his lap with the smallest smile on his face. "Hey, what's wrong with yo—" "Kewpie." You were taken aback. He was acting strange all of a sudden. "So, what does 'Kewpie' mean then?" Toge looked down at his phone and you stared at yours as well. The chat bubbles appeared, disappeared, appeared, disappeared for a long time... and so on. You were getting nervous.

Then, finally, the message arrived. Toge: I love you. Your eyes widened. You had to read it three—no, ten times to actually believe that those were the 8 letters showing up on your screen. And while you were stuck in your little bubble of shock, he sent another message. Toge: I know, I know, pretty cool way to rizz you up huh? He was so fricking silly, even now. How funny is it that the man who literally couldn't utter normal words would be the first to say this. You were perfectly fine saying anything that you wanted, yet you refused to. You refused to tell him you loved him... but maybe now wouldn't be so bad. "I Kewpie you too," you say before bursting out into a wide grin. Toge couldn't help but laugh a bit. He found your happiness way too endearing. So endearing, in fact, that his lips made its way to yours. He gave you a short and sweet peck. You were in absolute awe, but that didn't stop you from leaning in and giving him a quick kiss of your own. Your antics made the both of you laugh. Your racing thoughts about him were finally quelled. In the end, all you needed was to just tell him—tell him that you loved him so much it hurt. You would've, But Toge is Toge... Toge: By the way, 'I Kewpie you too' is grammatically wrong, loser. But it's okay. You're my loser <3 . ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ end

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kvtie444 · 3 months

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⋆‧₊˚ TEACHERS PET .6

summary: Reader has a new teacher and finds herself falling for him blahblahblah teachers pet by melanie vibes xoxo this ones a rollercoasterrrrr

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I found myself in a state of stress, perched on the edge of tears, surrounded by the chaos of my bedroom. Tonight was the much-anticipated date with Matt, and the looming question of what to wear weighed heavily on my mind. After researching the place, a boujee sushi spot with a dress code, I finally settled on a white mini dress. Its front cutout detail with a small drawstring and long mesh sleeves seemed to strike the perfect balance. Slipping into my heels, I took a deep breath before facing the mirror.

In an effort to maintain a low profile, Matt had booked an Uber for me, a wise move to avoid being seen by fellow students. As the Uber arrived, I got in, offering a smile to the driver. With every passing moment, my heartbeat intensified, reaching a crescendo as we pulled up to the restaurant. Stepping out, my heels clacked against the floor as I looked up to see Matt by the lobby. He sported a black knit jumper and black bottoms, a silver chain peeking out beneath. He looked unreal.

Our eyes locked, and a smirk formed on his lips as he walked toward me. "Shit," he chuckled to himself, enveloping me in a tight hug, gently swaying me. "What?" I laughed against his chest, pulling away to look at him. His hands rested on my waist, mine around his shoulders, keeping us close. "You're so fucking beautiful," his gaze seemingly mesmerised by my presence. I smiled, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. "All you, handsome," I whispered, leaning up to press a soft kiss to his lips. Pulling away, I noticed a smudge of my lipstick on him, wiping it with my thumb and letting it linger on his bottom lip for a moment. His hands moved lower to my hips.

"Come on," I said, playfully smacking his cheek and taking his hand. He led me to our table, pulling out my chair. Sitting down, I couldn't help but admire the beautiful restaurant. I heard him breathe out a laugh, and I turned my gaze back to him, puzzled. "What are you thinking about?" he asked, looking into my eyes. Those moments never failed to give me butterflies. I bit my cheek before speaking up, "I've just never been to a restaurant this nice, or a date for that matter, in fact," I admitted. He cocked his head slightly, surprised. "No guys have tried taking you out?" he asked. I shook my head, "All college boys think a date is sitting in their car listening to shitty trap music." He laughed, and I couldn't help but feel a bit like melting into a puddle at the sound.

The waiter came by, and we ordered our sushi platters and he brought our drinks. "When was your last date, then?" Matt asked me, sipping his drink. I screwed my face, smiling slightly, almost cringing, "Over a year ago. I've never really been in an actual committed relationship at all," I confessed, biting my lip in embarrassment. He gave me a half-smile, silently circling the rim of his glass with his pointer finger - odd. "You?" I asked. He looked up at me, licked his lips, and sighed. "I was engaged three years ago, found out she was cheating on me with her boss, saw some other people, and my last date was probably around four months ago," he revealed. oh. My jaw almost dropped, a wave of sadness washing over me. I had been tutored by him just four months ago, and he was engaged? Was he fully over her, or was I just a rebound?

"Y/n?"

I blinked and looked back up to Matt. Forcing a smile, I tried to brush off the awkwardness. "How was your day?" I changed the topic. "Good, now what's wrong?" he replied sternly. I sighed, not wanting to appear insecure in front of him. I didn't want him to see me as some immature girl, like his student. Taking a deep breath, I asked, "Where do you see this going? Us?" I looked anywhere but his eyes. A warm hand placed itself on top of mine, and I looked at Matt. "Y/n, I really like you. When you ghosted me, it drove me crazy. I mean, shit, you still drive me crazy. Like that dress, your voice, your perfume, fuck, just you in general. And I don't want other people looking at my girl the same way," he confessed. A warm smile crept onto my face, and I almost felt like crying - that was the nicest thing anyone had ever said to me.

"And I want this to be exclusive. I mean, obviously, we can't be super public about it, but I want it to just be me and you, no one else," he continued. My jaw slightly dropped, "Matt." I tilted my head at him as he licked his lips, waiting for a reply. His fingers were drumming against the table, a small tapping noise barely audible. "Of course," I smiled, putting my hand over his and squeezing. He smiled back toothily, bringing my hand up to his lips and peppering kisses all over.

"Tell me about your day," he mumbled against my knuckles. "Long, was stressed out picking an outfit," I replied. "Mm," he hummed against my skin, pressing another kiss.

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After concluding our dinner, where Matt made a persistent attempt at capturing candid photos of me, we engaged in a light-hearted argument over who's paying - me begging to at least split it - before he paid for the meal and left a tip. Exiting the restaurant, we strolled towards the car, where Matt turned me around, facing him, and pinned my back against the car door. His smile radiated down at me as he leaned in, and despite my best effort to lean back impossibly, a smile adorned my face.

"Matt, I just had raw fish, I stink," I laughed. Unfazed, he chuckled, "I don't care," before leaning down and pressing a kiss to my lips. His hand remained on my waist as he opened the car door for me, guiding me inside before joining himself. The engine purred to life, and I swiftly turned on the sound system, syncing it with whatever song was playing on Matt's playlist. "Back to yours?" I asked, looking over at him. He hummed in agreement as he started to drive, the quiet hum of a guitar playing in the background, marking the beginning of our journey.

As we sped down the highway, feeling too warm, I decided to open the windows. Matt looked over, smiling at me, my hair now dancing in the wind. Suddenly, a familiar strum played, and I couldn't believe it. Matt listened to Cigarettes After Sex. Grinning widely, I spoke up, "I love this song," to which he replied, "Yeah?" I nodded and began singing the lyrics, Matt glancing over with an almost literal sparkle in his eyes, pupils dilated, joining in the song almost imperceptibly.

Leaning in, I grabbed the side of his head, singing, "Think I like you best when you're just with me and no one else," and pressed a kiss to his cheek before pulling away, laughing. "You remind me of this song, you know," Matt spoke up, and I turned back to look at him. "You look like a Cigarettes After Sex song" he continued as we slowed down, stopping at a red light.

It took all my willpower not to confess my feelings right then and there. I couldn't let my emotions run wild; I was falling too fast. I smiled as the red light turned green, and we started moving again, the enchanting night unfolding before us.

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2 months later

"Morning," Matt greets in his morning voice, planting a soft kiss at the base of my neck. I turn to face him, running my fingers over his tattoos. "Morning," I whisper back, and he leans down to kiss me gently, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "You're so beautiful, angel," he murmurs, his blue eyes locking onto mine. I chuckle, but my mood shifts as I remember I have a sociology lecture day. I groan, running my hands over my face, and Matt pulls my wrists away, concern all over his face. "What's wrong?" he asks.

"Sociology lecture today," I groan, and his concern transforms into a smirk. "I think you should be excited to see your teacher; he's kinda hot," he teases. I giggle, responding, "Hmm, I don't know; he kinda stinks." Matt smirks, leaning in. Unable to contain my giggles, I feel a rush of excitement as he tightly grabs my waist, initiating a quick succession of kisses – lips, nose, jaw, down to my neck. Leaning back up, he looks at me - he looks so beautiful. "I love you." I blurt out. Fuck.

There's a pause, my stomach dropping, but then Matt breaks into a smile. "I love you, Y/N," he replies, kissing me again. Every kiss makes me feel like putty at his touch. He trails kisses down my neck, nibbling and sucking lightly, eliciting a small moan from me. "You like that, princess?" he coos.

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Heading to my lecture, I had just hurriedly returned home to freshen up, eager to encounter Matt once more at college. While strolling through the park, my phone vibrated, and I paused to check the email from the school.

Dear: Y/n L/n

We would like to speak to you during your sociology lesson today in class 1W 3.30 to discuss this further.

Thank you.

Bit of a late notice.

Entering the classroom, I open the door and am surprised to find Matt, the head lady from before, and about six other people – presumably the school board – gathered around. With only one empty seat, I take it, with Matt to my left. Sighing, I anticipate this is about my tardiness to lectures, not wanting to endure their lectures on therapist recommendations and resources.

One of the women speaks up, "Y/n L/n, Matthew Sturniolo, it’s come to our attention that an affair has been going on between you, a professor, and his student." My stomach drops. How do they know? I'm rendered speechless, physically. I glance over at Matt; his expression is impassive, as if he saw this coming. What the fuck? I attempt to speak, "Wha-" but get cut off. "We were doing our camera checks, it’s routine. We found footage of you two… intimate," she explains. When did we ever engage in such on-campus escapades? Shit.

"Would you like it to be a one-time thing?"

"No."

That was all Matt needed to hear before he pulled me into a passionate kiss. I stumbled back slightly as he walked with me, pushing me up to sit on a desk.

Tears stream down my cheeks as I recall that encounter, silently blaming myself. "Matthew, unfortunately, your role here will be terminated immediately," she continues. Matt simply nods in silence. "No, you can’t just fire him; it was me," I speak up, my voice croaky. "As for you, you will face the school board on the 25th, where we will take this further and decide your future at this school." My heart shatters, and I can't help but let out a sob, the only sound breaking the silence in the room.

"Y/n, were you coerced into any of these acts?" one of the others asks. "No, I wasn't fucking coerced," I spit. "Don't blame him; it was all me," I continue, my voice breaking as I stand up from my chair, the legs scratching against the floor. "I’ll have all my stuff ready to leave by tonight," Matt says blankly. I furrow my brows. "Miss L/n, I understand you’re distraught right now, but please just-" the lady continues, but all sound goes blurry.

I walk out of the room. Feeling sick, I step outside for fresh air, breathing becoming harder as I clutch my chest. I'm on the brink of a panic attack, my sobs now uncontrollable. I hear a door open next to me; it's Matt. He walks straight past me and to the car park. I follow him, "Matt, please, talk to me," I choke out. He ignores me, "Matt, please, I'm begging you," I continue. Ignored. "You told me you fucking loved me this morning!" I yell, drawing attention from others. He turns around to look at me, now right outside his car. "Y/n, don't," he mutters. "I don't care, Matt. What the fuck, I mean, are you seriously gonna just ghost me?" I cry out. There’s a brief pause. "We’re done," he spits at me, turning and getting in his car. I watch him start his engine, uncontrollably sobbing. He doesn’t even look back at me; he just drives away.

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paper-mario-wiki · 1 year

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howdy! I started learning Japanese awhile back bc of the first boku boys stream, and lately I've been trying to work on listening. so I wanted ask if you knew of any good Japanese youtubers that would be good for language absorption!

sushi ramen riku comes to mind. he's a younger dude who's got an engineering and experiments channel where he has a big warehouse and kinda just does whatever he wants. he speaks at a speed thats pretty easy to parse without it being downright patronizing, and the content itself is really entertaining. plus, a large portion of his videos have english captions if you wanna double check what you're hearing.

#tentacletherapist #this gifset is actually from 5 years ago when i got really into him for a little while #sushi ramen riku #that tag on my blog has a few pretty good posts

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raygirlramblings · 6 months

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Did what they did with Jade and Pey'j in Captain Laserhawk bother you, too?

SPOILERS AND RAGE BELOW

I AM SO ANGRY YOU HAVE NO IDEA

Beyond Good and Evil fans got SHAFTED BAD. THEY GOT DONE SO BAD AND IM LIVID.

All these muppets going ‘lol the Rayman fandom must be so upset about Laserhawk’ and NO.

NO WE ARE THRIVING WE ARE SO CRAZED AND STARVED AND WE ARE ON CLOUD NINE THAT OUR BOY GOT ALL THIS SCREENTIME

In the first trailer for Laserhawk Rayman was an EASTER EGG. We didn’t even know if he’d have a role with speaking lines until the second trailer. AND WE WERE OK WITH THAT! If baby bean was just a background element to expand the world we would have been happy for the crumbs. But no! Our boy got a full speaking role with a CHARACTER ARC IN A SIX EPISODE SHOW. He got BACKSTORY and RELEVANCE TO THE PLOT. And he DIDN’T GET KILLED OFF.

All that for a character we were expecting to get NOTHING from.

But JADE?!

PEY’J???

They were front and centre from the first trailer. They were established as being as central as Dolph and Bullfrog and WHAT DID IT GET THEM.

Jade gets taken out in ep 2 of 6, and Pey’j goes down the next episode.

At LEAST Pey’j went down being exactly what I expected him to be. A kind protector trying to make the world better. Trying to stop conflict. Trying not to take his pain and suffering from the loss of a girl he loved deeply out on an unfair world. He died a noble if pointless death and from Bullfrog’s expression alone we can see how much it hurt.

JADE GOT NOTHING. Jade died when we barely knew her. We needed more of her. We wanted to see her shine, see more of this wonderful awkward tomboy with a gentle heart. We needed to see how she interacted with others. She DESERVED BETTER. SHE DIDN'T EVEN GET ANY FINAL WORDS.

AND DON’T GET ME STARTED ON THE ‘I HAVE FEELINGS FOR YOU’ SCENE OR I WILL SNAP AND PUNCH SOMETHING. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

In a show where I watched my favourite childhood character swearing, wielding guns and doing sushi and blow off a hookers back THIS JADE AND PEY’J SCENE IS WHAT MADE ME CRINGE.

I am willing to forgive so much from this show. So much of it was a wonderful, ridiculous, beautifully animated rollercoaster.

But implying any kind of romantic sentiment between these two characters only to kill one of them off in the same episode was so damn weird. It was wrong on so many levels. There was NOTHING WRONG with their older mentor/young ward relationship. It could have been great. I don’t understand why they did this. It didn’t add pressure or gravitas to the situation, we KNOW Pey’j would do anything for Jade, HE DOESN’T HAVE TO HAVE A CRUSH ON HER FOR THAT TO BE REAL.

And seeing Jade and Pey’j in Dolph’s VR dream sequence just felt so hollow. We needed at least an episode to establish any kind of team energy from these four, but we didn’t so seeing Jade give Dolph a pep talk about relaxing more came off as flakey and not good enough for a character who deserved better. They didn’t even establish what Jade and Pey’j were supposed to bring to the team. Pey’j is just ‘the tech guy’ in the same episode he dies. Jade has to play a femme fatale against her type but we don’t even get to see her being her best. To quote Rayman ‘IT’S NOT FAIR’.

Oh boy.

I feel a little better getting that anger out. I’m just sad. I’m sad we lost them. They deserved better.

#captain laserhawk #Raygirl’s ramblings #long post #rant

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chaesparklez · 1 month

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ZB1 as Boyfriends (Hyung Line)

content: fluff, some smut, gender neutral descriptions. minors dni

Jiwoong

♥ spontaneous and passionate

♥ “hey babe do you wanna fly out to thailand this weekend?”

♥ physical touch! all the physical touch!! would constantly be holding hands, hugging, kissing his partner just to let them know he’s there (and just bc he can)

♥ the type to easily come to a resolution on problems due to his laidback and mature personality

♥ would want someone he can have fun with

♥ so i can see his dates being rlly fun and engaging

♥ cooking classes, lots of outdoorsy stuff, trips to cute lil towns around gyeonggi-do

♥ the quietly reliable type

♥ opening jars, bringing his partner comfy shoes when their feet hurt at the end of the day, little gestures here and there to make their life a lil easier

♥ anddd his sex life would always be dynamic and fun like the rest of the relationship

♥ so raw and passionate

♥ absolutely a dom

♥ nothing gets him off more than the view of his partner whining in pleasure underneath him. teary eyes, cheeks flushed, begging for more

♥ would know exactly how to drive his partner crazy and learn about their habits + desires to attune their sex life to be perfect

Hanbin

♥ oh boy

♥ it’s no secret that this boy is the embodiment of soft!bf energy

♥ a classic romantic

♥ handwritten notes, flowers, good morning texts, thoughtful gifts curated to his partner’s interests

♥ would constantly text his partner with cute lil updates of his day

♥ ‘hi my darling! i’m eating sushi while thinking of you. you love sushi right? let’s get some together next time <3’

♥ would want to be there for his partner in every way possible and show his support for whatever they’re pursuing

♥ his attentive and sensitive personality would mean he’d deal with his partner being upset with so much gentility

♥ (if they’d even have a reason to be upset in the first place haha)

♥ probably the type to go way overboard trying to make up after a fight

♥ we’re talking bouquets of roses, 1000 paper cranes, showers of hugs and kisses

♥ i could see him expressing his own issues maturely and in such a gentle way that his partner couldn’t even get upset

♥ would be willing to accommodate his partner in every sense of the word

♥ open minded and willing to match them in date ideas, what they want in the bedroom, etc

♥ speaking of the bedroom

♥ once again just a green flag all around. so gentle, so caring, so attuned to his partner’s mood and desires

♥ sex is an extension of the relationship for him. wouldn’t have sex with someone he cant connect with on a deeper level

♥ the type to make love not just have sex

♥ body worship, praise, interlocking fingers while going down on his partner

♥ king of aftercare!!!!

Hao

♥ now this is a good one

♥ hao is shy yet naturally social and has a warm personality which makes for a great partner as he’d always be surprising them with his hidden charms

♥ loves to feel desired!!

♥ would probably love the chase more than anything else and just the feeling of someone wanting him

♥ would want daily compliments from his partner and lots of sweet words of validation

♥ whispered words of love before they fall asleep at night (he’d be too shy to do this otherwise)

♥ physical touch for this one too. all the kisses, cuddles, shows of pda

♥ despite his inward-being nature, he has quite a sensual side to him once again adding to the fun of dating him

♥ a cunning fox

♥ would make cute little flirty comments that’d get his partner’s heart beating like crazy while acting innocent the whole time

♥ his cute + sexy charms would overall make for a dynamic and interesting boyfriend experience from him

Matthew

♥ so loverboy coded!!

♥ his mnet+ messages say it all

♥ the type to send long ass paragraphs telling his partner everything he loves about them

♥ would also use words of affirmation daily to express his love

♥ cute dates! getting pancakes, going to an amusement park, finding cool restaurants together

♥ would love just being in bed together having a long cuddle session

♥ holding eachother close, tracing circles on his partner’s palm and kissing them softly

♥ has the duality thing down to a t.

♥ would be so cuddly and adorable

♥ whilst also having a manlier side to him when he wants to show it

♥ think sweeping his partner off their feet like it’s nothing and kissing them with the sweetest smile on his face

♥ defo has a darker side to him too

♥ late night conversations, eye contact, that dazzling smile of his, one thing leading to another

♥ next thing you know he’s got them straddling him having a hot make out session

♥ we already KNOW he’d love being called oppa in bed

♥ (daddy kink daddy kink)

♥ i can see him enjoying using his strength in the bedroom

♥ holding his partner against a wall, ripping clothes off, manhandling

♥ but then once it’s over you have a cuddly teddy bear on your hands

Taerae

♥ so shy and sweet

♥ i don’t see him having dated a lot so i think he’d have a very earnest approach to love

♥ “can i hold your hand?”

♥ clingy and adorable like a puppy

♥ his love for music would absolutely play a big part in his way of loving

♥ epitome of the dreamy band bf

♥ writing songs about them, playing his guitar singing all their favourite songs for them

♥ hell, i could even see him confessing through singing a song for them

♥ “this next song is for a very very special person…”

♥ being a level-headed and logical person i think he’d be very rational in a relationship

♥ would give realistic advice, wouldn’t entertain highly theoretical scenarios

♥ “would you still love me if i were a worm?”

♥ “don’t ask weird questions”

♥ possibly leading to some disagreements if his partner is more sentimental ijbol

♥ but a big hug and a flash of those dimples would dispel any tension instantly

♥ taerae has a manly side to him that could lead to a surprising confidence around his partner once he gets comfortable

♥ intense eye contact making them all nervous, pulling them in close and ruffling their hair

♥ would love leaving and receiving hickeys

♥ can see him loving a partner that can take the lead in the bedroom

♥ whimpering subby sub boy

let me know if yall want more posts like this! currently thinking on writing a more detailed post on what hyung line is like in bed… 👀

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agendabymooner · 10 months

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london bridge ! daniel r. x måneskin member!ofc (wedding special - 1)

"drinks start pourin' and my speech start slurrin'."

summary: the alessandro-ricciardo wedding week begins when most of the grid travels to a remote island in italy. OR the stag/hen do had done a full 180 when the party turned wild.

content warning: use of explicit language, lando norris finding new besties (aka måneskin members), a wild sebastian vettel in a frat party /j, the drivers shaming each other's late night performances (lewis, carlos, george), reference to lewis' previous relationship (nothing personal)

note: i've been saving a lot of photos and occupying too much storage because of it. it's only right to post this now. enjoy xx

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landonorris posted a story !

danielricciardo and loressandro posted a story !

ykaaar posted a story !

landonorris posted a story

pierregasly posted a story !

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thetrishalonso so that's where nando went after reading the kids their bedtime story?

alexalbon yes ma'am.

thetrishalonso so you guys are responsible for the awful gruffalo voicing tonight?🧐

georgerussell63 yes ma'am. i take full responsibility to such crime and i will be making it up for fernando. 🙂

lewishamilton your performance of m.i.a was really good last night bro 🔥🥶

georgerussell63 thanks lad. maybe you should do a pussycat doll next time 🧐🤠

landonorris georgerussell63 😟 girl...

carlossainzjr live fast die young bad girls do it well 🥵😈

georgerussell63 didn't you argue with lester in spanish?

carlossainzjr i was drunk and she was speaking italian 😭

landonorris carlossainzjr nah lad, you really took an L last night.

carlossainzjr landonorris i will take the fresh salmon from the sushi bar and throw it to you.

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user1 where's the poor groom lad 😭

user2 IS THAT SEBASTIAN VETTEL????

pierregasly we literally said "hey lando, daniel needs to go the front he needs to be in the centre of the picture"

mickschumacher lando, lewis was married last valentine's. this is daniel's week

alexalbon you're the flower boy too. smh. can't even fulfill your role.

charles_leclerc i can't see the groom

maxverstappen1 did you lose a sense of direction after your long island iced tea?

estebanocon where's daniel

carlossainzjr when you can see lando and not the groom. the levels 💀

lando.jpg STOP COMING AFTER ME WE WERE ALL PISS DRUNK 🤡

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gatheringbones · 6 months

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[“The way I told my mom was less than ideal. I was home on a school break and talking to Jessie for about an hour on the telephone. My mom kept knocking on my bedroom door, telling me to get off the phone. I was totally frustrated and came storming into the living room. She said something snide like, “I don’t know who this Jessie is and why you have to be on the phone with her for so long.” “She’s my girlfriend! And I’m bisexual!” I shouted angrily. I don’t actually remember what she said after that.

Telling my gay father was a lot less dramatic. He just said some thing like, “That’s great—whatever makes you happy.” Interestingly, he wasn’t jumping for joy over me joining the team or anything.

Jessie and I didn’t last very long; we really were better off as friends. I don’t think people, including me, realized how serious I was—this wasn’t an experiment or whimsy—until I met Jen.

Jen was the Big Dyke On Campus. She was a senior, super intelligent, opinionated, really out. Everyone knew who she was because she was a big-time activist, very outspoken about things like sex, SM, and porn. She also went to class dressed in men’s shirts and ties. This was no friendly, sporty lesbian that everyone found charming. She was a butch dyke, brazen in her gender and style, and I was drawn to her. She was frantically finishing her honors thesis when we first met, and so our early encounters were at the library. I remember kissing her for the first time on the library steps and feeling such intense desire that I thought I would explode and shatter into tiny bits of flesh at her feet. She was a brilliant flirt, so self-assured, so deliberate and generous with her words, so powerful at casting a spell on me. Consumed by her, I wanted to surrender, to give her everything. She was the smartest, fiercest lesbian I knew. And then she was my girlfriend.

Jen used to read On Our Backs and Susie Bright’s Lesbian Sex World to me at bedtime every night. (She was even in charge of bringing Susie Bright to speak on campus that spring.) We were so connected, so engaged in the relationship. Every single day, there was something new to learn, share, discover. I did so many things for the first time with Jen. Jen was the first girl I ever lived with. I experienced the tremors of my first earthquake in bed with Jen and her yellow lab. I had my first taste of what now is my favorite all-time food at the hands of Jen: sushi. Jen was the first woman to fuck me with a dildo. Jen was the first woman to tie me up. The first woman to spank me. To fuck my ass. She topped me for the first time, I bottomed to her for the first time, and we switched. We watched fag porn together. She was the first girl I ever fucked with a strap-on. She was the first girl I ever stripped for. Jen was the first girl I ever bought a tie for. Jen brought me to buy my first pair of Doc Martens. She was so articulate about her desires and her politics, so sex positive, that I felt like I could tell her anything. She was my lover, my mentor, my dyke teacher, and so much of who I am today came from her.

Before her, I felt closeted not only about my desire for women, but my desire to explore the myriad possibilities of sex. Coming out finally gave me the freedom to do so. I was never tortured or miserable with all the boys I’d been with; in fact, physically, they were pretty satisfying. I couldn’t always connect with them on an intellectual or emotional level, so I always felt like something was missing. While I was sexually precocious with men, I never tried new things, experimented, voiced fantasies—being a dyke totally coincided with my overall sexual liberation, and the two awakenings became intrinsically linked.”]

tristan taormino, from this girl is different, from a woman like that: lesbian and bisexual writers tell their coming out stories, 2000

#tristan taormino #bi literature #currently reading #terra preta

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writemekpop · 1 year

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Perfect 10 | Na Jaemin

Summary: Jaemin is perfect... he cooks, he cleans, and he's the best sex you've ever had. So why can't you stop thinking about Renjun?

Genre: Husband!Jaemin, angst, suggestive

Word Count: 1k

Your boyfriend Jaemin’s hand grazed your thigh. His plump lips glinted in the candlelight as he leaned in to kiss you.

You gazed at his tousled chestnut hair, and his plump pink lips.

You blinked, and suddenly, his face morphed into your coworker Renjun’s.

You pushed him away so hard his wine spilled onto the sofa. “We are never doing that again!” You hissed at Renjun.

Then you blinked again, and it was just Jaemin. That was crazy.

Jaemin frowned, one hand pulling through his hair. “What you saying, honey? Did I… do something wrong?”

You sighed, pressing your palm to your forehead as if you had a fever. “No babe, I just… don’t feel well. I might pack in early today.”

Without giving Jaemin a chance to answer, you bolted up the stairs. As soon as you reached your bedroom, you allowed yourself to fully freak out.

Last night, you almost kissed the office secretary, Renjun. He was young, cheeky and unbelievably pretty for a boy.

You’d been flirting with Renjun for weeks, not because there was anything wrong with your relationship with Jaemin, but just to give you something to cheer you up. Raising a one-year-old child was just so mind-numbing.

Last night, when you saw Renjun standing at the copier, and you couldn’t resist standing behind him. You grazed one hand up his arm that was propped up on the machine and said, “Shush now, work husband.”

It was just a joke – but when he turned around, Renjun’s face was serious. His pink lips were only inches from yours. He leaned in, smiling almost, and the worst part was that in your mind, you were begging him to go further- till you were interrupted, and the moment was lost.

You had been planning not to tell Jaemin, but now, it was getting harder to keep your secret. You steeled yourself. An almost-kiss wasn’t even cheating! Everyone made mistakes, including Jaemin. You knew he wasn’t as perfect as he acted.

Just as you thought that, Jaemin came into the room. He was wearing the worn pink apron he used for chores, and he held a steaming bowl of ramen in his hands.

“My baby… you shouldn’t skip a meal, you hear me?”

Jaemin put the bowl into your hands, fluffing your pillows with endless tenderness.

When he saw you weren’t eating, he frowned. “Oh, right,” he said, then lightly blew on your ramen. “Sorry, I made it too hot.”

The bowl was stiff in your hands. You couldn’t speak.

Jaemin sighed theatrically. “Don’t be mad! I said I’m sorry! I know I never give it enough time to cool…”

Jaemin studied your face, concern washing over his handsome features.

He caressed your cheek with one thumb. “Y/n, what’s really wrong?”

That was what broke you. Tears flowed down your face, ugly ones, your shoulders shaking with the force of your sobs. Jaemin just put the bowl down and hugged you, like he would never let go.

“I was gonna kiss him… Renjun…” you choked out.

Jaemin frowned. “That guy from work?”

You nodded, sniffing. “Nothing actually happened, though. I promise!”

“It’s fine,” Jaemin said suddenly. “You didn’t actually cheat.” Your mouth dropped. “You’re not mad?”

Jaemin sat on the bed, head in hands. “I don’t know, Y/n! What do you want me to say?” His voice was thick. “You know what? I- I need some time to think about this. To think about us.” Jaemin stormed out of the room. You wrapped your arms around yourself, feeling hollow.

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It had been two weeks, and Jaemin hadn’t spoken a word to you outside of the bare minimum.

He still kept the house sparkling clean and cooked all your meals, like normal. In fact, his meals had gotten more and more extravagant as he got less and less friendly. It was like, by stuffing you with elaborate sushi every day, he was showing you that he, unlike you, was a perfect partner.

One night, when you were curled up in bed alone, Jaemin tucked himself in next you.

“Jaemin, you’re here! Do you… want me to take the couch?” you asked, stunned. These past two weeks, Jaemin had refused to sleep next to you, sleeping on the couch instead. Jaemin shook his head. “Nope. I’ve forgiven you. You see, I flirt with girls too, so I figured it’s no big deal.” You felt your stomach twist at his words, but you refused to show your pain. “That’s great,” you said.

“Oh yeah,” Jaemin continued, “I flirt with girls all the time. Why do you think I do my shirtless workouts in the backyard? It’s so our neighbour can make her comments about how ‘kissing burns six calories a minute’.”

“That’s… funny,” you say, although you feel a little sick. You make a note to never invite her over again.

“You know…” Jaemin says, propping himself up on his elbows, “Come to think of it, now that you’ve almost kissed a guy – I kind of have a free pass. Why don’t I go over to her house tomorrow, see what happens-“ “Shut up!” you yell, covering your ears, screwing your eyes tight shut. “You win, okay? The idea of you even looking at another girl is like a punch in the face.”

You look, and see that Jaemin is breathing hard, his eyes glassy. Now his cheerful act has dropped, you see the pain still fresh on his face. “I just wanted you to know… how it felt.” You stroke Jaemin’s beautiful cheek. “I’m so sorry I hurt you – and I know there’s nothing I can do to make it better. But I love you. I’d rather have you than a thousand Renjuns.” Jaemin’s eyes fell shut. He leaned into your hand. “You’re not just feeling guilty, are you? You really do love me?” You leaned in and kissed Jaemin with all the pain and passion you’d been storing up the past two weeks.

“Always.” You smiled a little. You moved over so you were straddling him, and flicked your hair over one shoulder. “Jaemin, I’ll show you just how much I love you.”

Jaemin curled a stray strand of hair around your neck. “I would love that.”

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