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She’s the Man
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Pairing: Jenna Ortega x fem Reader A/N: I don’t even have words, I definitely wasn’t expecting this feedback, you guys made my day. Thank you for all the likes, rebloggs and comments!! You are the best!! Warning: alcohol, drunk people, grammar mistakes, bad punctuation in complex sentences, spelling errors Word count: 4.8k
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Y/N was walking down the hallway with Mason, they didn´t share many classes except literature. It was one of her favorite classes. Y/N becomes a little nerd if someone asks her about history, paintings, architecture, or literature. When she was a kid, she wasn´t into this kind of things. She used to do a lot of sports and her grades weren´t great but also not worse.
When she started to go to a high school she stopped. Her grades became better and soon she was topping most of her classes. Her classmates saw her as someone intelligent, she wasn´t just book smart, she had good opinions and when she started talking people listened to her, she didn´t know why, maybe because she didn´t talk much so they became interested in her talking.
But she never talked about herself. She was always trying to avoid any questions about her. Y/N didn´t know why she did that. She felt more secure that way, less on target. She likes to keep things like this together.  When she used to tell someone about her problems she didn´t feel relief, it was the opposite, she was scared that it wouldn´t end with that person or that they actually didn´t care and just listened to her cause they didn´t want to be impolite. So she found peace in her silence.
When she struggled she picked up a pen and notebook. She kept writing and writing until she forgot why she started. She never read it. Felt ashamed of her words and her feelings. She wasn’t alone after all, she had her family and brother, so why did she still feel so lonely? Y/N knew she wasn´t good with words but she wanted to be better.
When she became older she found herself in poems. Sometimes she was writing about her feelings, other times she was writing about things she likes, saw during the day, or just about her day. In some way they made her realize that being focused on bad things won´t bring her good feelings. And she felt stupid, of course, it was like this but talking about it and behaving according to it were two different things.
„How was your weekend?“ Mason asked as they walked side by side to their class, passing by some of their football teammates, shooting them nods.
„It was pretty good, got some sleep, how about you?“ she shot him a glance. Y/N still can´t believe that someone like him exists, he is so kind and helpful. Today after school they are having practice, she was kind of on the edge of her toes because on saturday they have the game but Mason supported her and calmed her nerves.
„Me too, there was a party going on, it was quite good but it would be even better if you were there.“
They walked into a class and took a seat, chatting about some festival going on this week when suddenly Percy came into a class. He saw her shot her a quick nod and started to make his way to them.
„Hey, Charlie! I didn´t see you almost all weekend!“ Yeah, they were always avoiding each other but not on purpose, Y/N was always somewhere and when she came to the dorm Percy wasn´t there yet, he was sleeping or it was the other way around.
He turned to Mason but didn´t say anything. It was weird, like some tension between them. They just kept looking at each other till Percy asked her about her Friday night.
„How was your hang out with your teammates?“
Mason shot her a questionable look but Percy didn´t seem to notice that. Y/N got stuck. Now there was no way she could keep lying because clearly, Mason was sitting beside her, she could say that she felt sick so she canceled the plans or-
„It was great.“ Mason said from beside her. „Why are you interested? You wanted to join us?“ he asked and kept looking at him for an answer. Y/N knew he didn´t mean the question that way but silently thanked him for saving her. Percy looked at him, stunned, as he wasn´t expecting his statement.
„No, of course not.“ After that, he walked away somewhere behind them to find a free chair to sit on. Mason looked at “Charlie” again with a slightly raised eyebrow.
„I´m not going to ask, if you want to tell me you can, just so you know, I don´t want to force you.“ He said softly. Mason can see the way his teammate is. How she only talks when someone asks her something. He sees how she acts and holds herself. He also can see that something is off but can´t really say what. But still, he has this urge to hold a protective wing above his new friend.
„Thank you, Mason.“ Y/N shot a small smile his way and he gave it back to her. Class began and she can only hope that Percy will forget about their small but tense interaction.
Soon the mentioned festival came. Y/N was walking around by herself not really sure where to head to. There were all the students from her school running around. She saw Georgie on the bench, he was holding big candy floss in his hand looking excited at it. The girl wanted to laugh at him, he looked really funny. Slowly she came to him with a small teasing smile on her face.
„Aren´t you a little too old for this?“ Y/N asked him looking at his change of face at her question.
„There is not something like an age barrier in eating cotton candy!“ Georgie shouted and turned his face around, acting angry at her. Of course, he was right, she liked it too, she just saw the opportunity and took it.
„Yeah, believe whatever you want“ Y/N smiled „Where is the rest?“ she was hitting on Hunter, the two boys were always together, they truly were like brothers, always bickering but supportive of each other. Percy was also a lot of time by their side but Hunter and Georgie were glued by the hip.
„I don´t know I´m waiting for him.“ He said as Y/N slowly took a seat by him. „And what brings you here? Shouldn´t you train for your upcoming match?“ he looked her way.
„Today we have a free day, coach was talking about him having some show at the festival.“ Y/N was looking forward to her match and wanted to be ready, hoping he would let her play for at least a couple of minutes. She wanted to find out how her body would react. She was a little nervous but this stress was healthy. It kept her going.
„Me and Hunter will come to watch you.“ The girl looked at him shocked. He was eating his candy floss with his fingers all sticky.
„You like something else besides eating and taking photography?“ she teased him and he looked at her with lowered eyebrows.
„I didn´t say I enjoy watching it, I just want to see how you lose your first game.“ Georgie laughed then Y/N punched his shoulder. „Ouch! I was only joking you know!“
She stopped and looked around her, feeling like someone was watching her and she was right. There was a girl not so far, looking at her with folded arms and a smirk on her face. She had long brown hair and was short. She started to make her way to the two of them. Y/N straightened her back and waited for what this girl had to say.
„Hey, I don´t think we know each other but my roommate talks a lot about you.“
Now that made the girl sitting on the bench stop. Roommate? She had never seen this girl and Y/N wasn´t sure where she should know her roommate from. The only girl she talks to is Jenna but she´s almost sure that she has no reason to talk about her.
„She is working in the photo booth, I´m sure she would be on top of the roof if you came to see her.“ She still has that teasing smile on her face.
„Uhm... yeah, sure“ Y/N lets out looking at Georgie who´s trying to hold his laugh. The girl left and he lets it out.
„Shut your mouth and keep eating.“ She hissed at him but he only continued with his laugh.
Soon she found Mason and some of her other teammates, they talked about the game how excited are they and how they would smash their opponent. Her brother called her again, saying how his tour was going and he wished her luck. Their parents luckily aren´t suspicious so everything is going according to plan. She takes her walk around the festival, looking at all kinds of booths and how people are enjoying themselves. She stopped by one and just stared, she saw Jenna, and she sat in one of the booths on her face her significant smile. Suddenly the brown eyed girl looked up and saw Y/N. She smiles wider and she indicates with her eyes at the side of the booth. Y/N slowly walks there are is greeted with Jenna´s hug. This was the first time they hugged and Y/N couldn´t focus on anything. She was shocked by the girl´s body language but also glad cause this meant their friendship became stronger.
„Hey, I was looking forward to seeing you today.“ Jenna backed her way out of their hug and looked up at her, still with their bodies close to one another. Y/N looked where they were and she saw that Jenna was working in a... photo booth.
„Uhm... yeah? Why? Do you need something?“ the other girl asked looking down at her again.
„No, I just wanted to see you.“ There goes her dimples again. They are so cute. Her whole face is too pretty. Y/N wanted to say something but was cut off by another voice.
„Hey football player glad you finally decided to come.“ She turned to Jenna „I found her when I went to the toilet, couldn´t hold myself from inviting her to our booth.“ She shot her teasing smile. Jenna face palmed herself, she could already imagine how she approached you and what she said. Gideon was like that, she is a big matchmaker but also really attentive and sweet when it's convenient.
„Charlie this is Gideon, Gideon Charlie.“ She pointed her hand from one to another.
„Hey Charlie, I heard a lot of things about you.“ She smirked and Jenna pushed her away, awkwardly looking around as she stood in front of Y/N.
„Ehm...so, I heard you have an upcoming game this Saturday, are you excited yet?“ the shorter girl asked as she looked at her feet, arms folded. Y/N found her cute right now, how she couldn´t look at her like she did before her roommate interrupted them.
„I pretty am, even though I don´t even know if I will play, I´ve been training only two weeks, and I’m not sure if the coach will let me play.“ She shook her shoulders.
„Oh I´m sure you will be playing, you are one of the best on your team.“ Jenna winked at Y/N and smiled at her. „I saw you a couple of times.“
Now, Jenna was acting as if she had seen her just a couple of times but the truth is, she saw her every practice. She doesn´t know why, at first she just went there cause she didn´t feel like going straight to her dorm, but when she saw you she knew that she wanted to see you again. You were so good. You acted like a totally different person on the field, you were confident and energetic, and your every move was calculated. You could easily catch someone´s attention. You caught Jenna´s attention.
Y/N felt a lot more confident because of Jenna´s words. She wasn´t the first person who said this to her.
„Will you come to see us?“
„Are you inviting me to watch you on your game?“ Jenna teased her.
„Well, if you already have some plans you don´t have to, I mean you probably have better things to do than to watch some stinky players running around the field chasing the ba-“ Y/N didn´t even finish her sentence and the other girls cut her off.
„I will come“ Jenna wouldn´t miss your first game, she was excited to see you being competitive. There was something about you that was always bringing her thoughts to you. You were such a good listener, a soft speaker, and intelligent. She doesn´t think she has ever met someone like you in her life. You were like a fresh air to her stereotypical life. She wanted to be with you cause every time you are together, you give her something new.
Jenna watched Y/N. She couldn’t tear her eyes off her. You were like someone else like they switched you. In-person, you were sweet, quiet, caring, and soft. On the field, you were almost aggressive but not in a bad way, you knew what you were doing. This was definitely your alter ego and Jenna was here for every second of it, you put on quite a show. Running back and forth in your jersey, defending than attacking, the ball moved exactly where you wanted it to move. You were fast, probably the fastest one on the field.
Jenna enjoyed it so much. She used to play football when she was a kid with her family when they spent time together and also in school. But that was a long time ago, she may not play it anymore but she still likes to watch it.
The girl moved her eyes as you got the ball on your foot and started to run trying to get near the opponent's net. Players trying to stop you, running after you, trying to slide their way to you, nothing works. When you got near the goal area you tried your luck and shot the ball into the net. The opponent's goalkeeper couldn’t see the ball because of his teammates standing in front of him, making the ball straight to the top corner. Whistle. Goal.
Jenna stood up clapping her hands big smile on her face as she watched you running to your teammates to celebrate your success. The whole tribune of the students from your school is clapping, yelling supportive words, happy that they are winning against a different university. Your coach is standing near the field with his arms folded and a proud smile on his face. It was definitely a good idea to put you in the first lineup.
“Charlie! That was so good!” Mason tapped your back, he had the biggest smile, and he was so happy for you. You were a big talent.
The game went on and it was almost the end, Y/N became calmer because they were leading. She shot her gaze a couple of times at the tribune and every time she could see Jenna looking at her, she hoped she was enjoying this. Y/N also saw Georgie and Hunter, both boys beside each other smiling widely at her with their thumbs up, Georgie with a hot dog in another hand.
Soon the game ended, and they won 3:0. Y/N was glad that her first match was successful and hopefully, she impressed others. In the changing room, her teammates were chanting, happy about their first match. After that, she walked out of the changing room, bag on her shoulder, still in her football jersey, she’s planning to take a shower in her dorm. She knew that they were a bit suspicious about her cause every time after practice she just took her bag and left, unchanged. But they thought maybe “Charlie” was just shy which was okay not everyone liked showing off skin, even if it was in front of the same gender. Y/N was near the entrance looking into her phone, texting her brother about her game.
„Hey football player.” She looked up from her phone and saw Jenna leaning on her side into the doors looking at her.
„Oh hi, wasn‘t expecting you, did you enjoy the game?” the girl asked as she got closer to her. Now they were looking at each other holding gaze, Jenna looked up biting her lip. You look good right now. Still being in jersey, sweaty forehead, hooded eyes from the energy you gave on the field. If this was someone else she was sure she wouldn’t find them as attractive as you right now.
Jenna nodded her head „Congratulations on your first successful game, pretty cool goal if I have to say.” She says softly still looking at the other girl.
„Pretty cool? It was awesome! Didn’t you see how I ran through half of their players and still shot it?” Y/N started defending herself „I was unstoppable.”
Jenna threw her head back letting out a laugh. She grabbed Y/N by the arm and started to pull her outside of the building.
„Come, we need to celebrate your first win”
„Wait, but I’m still in these clothes, I can’t go anywhere like this.”
Jenna shot her a look „There isn’t any problem if you ask me, but we can stop by your dorm?”
They walked out, still holding each other's hands, Y/N didn’t want to be rude and tear up their hands, she liked this feeling, Jenna’s hand was so soft and warm. Y/N felt good with Jenna, like she has finally someone just for herself.
But her thoughts went to her words, what if her roommate was there and saw them together? He would beat her up. But it was afternoon and he used to be at this time somewhere in the amphitheater.
Y/N agreed as they started making their way towards the dorm rooms. They chatted about some party going on tonight. Jenna’s friend Gideon invited her. Jenna was about to decline but her roommate said there would be also a football team probably celebrating their win. That made Jenna say yes to her offer which Gideon only laughed at.
To Jenna “Charlie” was special, she didn’t know what caught her attention, something inside of her wanted to be with you, by your side.
Luckily for Y/N, Percy was nowhere to be found. She invited Jenna to their room she took her new clothes and went to get a shower. Jenna was sitting on Y/N’s bed, looking around trying to find something which would only make her closer to her friend. Your bed smelled like you, she loved your scent it was like citrus with cedar or something like green tea, she couldn’t describe it in one word. On your desk were books and a notebook, you had it perfectly organized, and everything had its own place. Yeah, you are definitely a perfectionist. When she looked at the other side of the room she could exactly say who was the owner.
The paintings and papers spread around the desk and floor, different types of art. She found them a couple of times in her locker, at the table where she sat, or in her mailbox. Paintings of her. At first, she found it cute but it kept graduating as she got them almost every day. And it was always herself.
But maybe she would be glad, if it ended just with this.
She was in a room where lived two people. One that makes her most pleasant in their presence and the other one she feels most uncomfortable with.
„So what´s your plan for today?“
They were eating in some corner restaurant, Jenna got herself some vegan food, and Y/N sat in front of her with a plate of big burger and some fries. It felt good seeing them like this, both out of student uniforms in their civilian clothes, enjoying each other´s company.
Jenna wanted to know, inconspicuously, if her friend in going to the local party that night. If she said yes then Jenna would also have some plans, that´s for sure. Even though she doesn´t like parties, not anymore.
„Well, some of my teammates are going to some party, I don´t know where, they asked me if I´ll join them.“ She said as she kept eating her fries. „I haven´t decided yet, I´m not really into parties, too loud for me.“ That really didn´t answer her question.
„What about you? Any plans?“
„Gideon was saying something about today´s night but I´m not sure yet.“
„Oh, cool.“ And just like that they continued eating their meals, both hoping, at some point they´ll see each other today. Jenna looked up from the table to Y/N, the girl looked flawless right now, with her invincible walls down, silently eating a burger. Jenna pushed her hand up and stole some fries from her plate. Her friend looked at her with her head not moving from her meat, unimpressed. Softly shook her head from side to side.
„You are lucky it´s you, if it was someone else they wouldn´t have a hand by now.“ She said. She didn’t mind sharing food, sometimes, and she definitely didn´t mind sharing food with the brown-eyed girl.
Y/N was thinking. About Percy to be exact, about their deal or more like his, because he isn´t doing anything to repay. But she promised him she would at least try. And she also tried. When she and Jenna had classes together, like when they were lab partners, she could feel Percy´s stare. His eyes were boring into her skull so hard that sometimes she could even feel a headache. When she looked up at him he moved his eyes to the other girl and back to her. Signalizing what he wants from her.
So she asked. She asked Jenna if she was dating anyone or if she ever thought about going out with Percy. Jenna only laughed at her and shook her head, trying to avoid any questions about him. Y/N could feel something was off, the brown-eyed girl knew the boy and still didn´t even look at him or say hi to him. But Y/N doesn´t know why is she like that. Something happened between them and she wasn´t sure if she wanted to know. It wasn´t her business after all.
After Y/N´s questions, Jenna felt conflicted. She was used to guys asking her out, trying something with her but not you, you were different. You are the only guy who hasn´t tried to get with her. And she liked that. But when you asked her about Percy and said that she would be perfect for him, she almost wasn´t sure if she heard you right.
Perfect for him. But would he be perfect for her? Jenna knew the answer to that question. She disliked him. For what he made her feel. Jenna didn´t want to be perfect for him, she wanted to be perfect for you. And it took her quite a long time to realize that she liked you more than a friend. She talked to Gideon and Emma about it, they told her the same thing.
But did you feel the same?
Jenna was now standing in someone´s living room. Loud music and drunk students were escorting her thoughts. She was looking for her friends, they agreed that they would meet there. She saw Gideon sitting on the sofa, cup in her hand. She was talking to someone Jenna recognized from school. She sat beside her and her roommate looked her way.
„Hey, glad you could make it.“
„What are you drinking?“ Jenna grabbed Gideon´s cup and smelled it.
„Vodka, I got it from the kitchen, down the hallway to the right, you want me to go with you?“ Gideon was sweet, she knew Jenna didn´t enjoy such a thing as a party.
„No it´s okay, I´ll get it, maybe I´ll see Emma or Joy somewhere.“
So with that, she picked herself up from a sofa and started to go into the kitchen. There were a bunch of teens, she barely could make it through them. Some were really drunk and the scent of strong alcohol could be smelled from them. Some guys who saw her shot her flirtatious smirk. She brushed them off and was trying not to make any eye contact on her way. When she saw football players she immediately started looking around if you weren´t somewhere over there. No, you weren’t. She was looking forward to meeting you today but still with no luck. She hoped you would decide to go there.
She made it to the kitchen took a cup in her hand and started looking for some juice. She didn´t feel like drinking, maybe if she was at home with some close friends or you, she would drink but she was at a party, by herself in a stranger´s kitchen.
„Hey.“
Jenna heard a voice from the back. The girl turned around and saw someone she was trying to avoid at all costs. She hoped he wouldn´t be there today but of course he would, they are in the same school after all.
Percy was standing by the kitchen entrance, eyes low, looking at her. They were alone there and loud music could be heard from the other room. Suddenly she didn´t feel safe. The last time they met they were in a room full of people and it still didn´t stop him. Now they were alone and she felt even more scared cause there was nothing that could stop him from doing whatever he wanted.
„H-Hey.“ She shot him nodding with her head and continued with whatever she was doing, with her shaking hands, acting like he wasn´t even there in the first place. But she could feel his cold presence closer behind her. She turned around and was met with his face. He smelled like he just drunk a whole bottle of alcohol. She took a step back from him.
„Is there something you want?“ Jenna asked him. He never broke the eye contact, slowly smirking.
„Yeah, actually, you could help me with something.“ He went to grab her hand but she pushed him.
„Stop, you know what happened last time-“ he cut her off.
„I don´t care! Why can´t you just give me a chance? We could be so good together. You like that, right? You like it when guys are chasing you, it makes you like you are in charge, well Jenna, now it´s different, now I´m in charge here.“
„Please get away from me you are scaring me.“ She felt like crying like she got stones in her throat. Still walking away from him, praying that someone will show up and save her. She felt so small in front of him, no one had ever made her felf like this, like she was some prey.
„What are you doing?“
She turned her head to the new voice that was heard in the kitchen. And she was so glad, felt like she could breathe again. There was you looking at him, no emotion in your face, then you walked up to them and looked right into Percy´s eyes.
She had never seen you like this, you were so serious and didn´t show any emotion. You continue your stare down without blinking. Even though you were shorter than him, not much, you still had a bigger and stronger aura than him.
„Is there a problem?“ Y/N could smell the alcohol from his mouth and could see that he didn´t know what he was doing. So that´s why she knew she couldn´t show that she was scared. It would make him even more confident.
His eyes changed when he realized you were here to get him away from Jenna.
„Charlie, what are you doing? We had a deal! You promised!“ he shouted at his roommate. He knew he shouldn´t trust you. He is sure that you like her. You want to take her away from him!
He started to breathe harder and his eyes became more dangerous. You weren´t scared of him, you were calm and waiting for his next move.
„Leave.“ Y/N said with a low voice, face unimpressed. But before he could say anything else Mason and a couple of others of your teammates came into the kitchen.
Mason walked up to the three of you and stood even taller than Percy. Percy was now in a corner and had nothing to do. So he smiled dryly and walked away.
When he left Y/N turned her gaze to Mason and silently thanked him for standing beside her, he smiled at her with his soft eyes and left with their teammates. You turned down to Jenna and saw her already looking at you. She was hugging herself and looked so gentle and small.
„Hi, you good?“ Y/N asked, almost whispering, waiting for the other girl's answer.
„Yeah.“ She softly let out. She then threw her arms around the taller girl. Head buried in her chest. Y/N hugged Jenna strongly, letting her know that she was there with her.
Yeah, Jenna was sure that you were perfect for her.
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Mc keeps the Dateables up at Night
Diavolo:
you wanted to stay up all night long, without him???
what a crime, he should throw you into the dungeons! just kidding but he does not appreciate that you wanted to stay up the entire night to play games with Leviathan
to make it up to him you should stay awake with him :)
you could do a lot of fun things in the Castle, tour the Gardens at night, listen to the screams of the Damned, running away from Barbatos because both of you should be asleep or sneaking some snacks into his room
if it wasn´t for the fact that Barbatos would kill you if he found out Diavolo didn´t sleep you would be up for it
but know you have to find a way to get him to sleep
Barbatos:
this man just doesn´t sleep, or maybe he just does but you never notice it
considering it´s Barbatos both could be a thing
while he didn´t appreciate your stupid little stunts as long as they didn´t wake Diavolo he doesn´t care what you do
and if your already awake you can help him with cleaning the Demon Lord´s Castle
by hand of course, no magic or anything allowed :)
maybe you should have thought twice before thinking about bothering Barbatos, the worat part was the torture chamber
man cleaning this alone was a form of torture
but Barbatos made you whatever you wanted as a payment so I guess it evens out
Solomon:
you put a pipe bomb into his cauldron, you were actually hoping the explosion would knock him out and render him unconscious, the only way you can get Solomon to sleep
but all you achieved was blowing up his cauldron
and he was even a bit proud of you for pulling this of without him noticing
but you did ruin his newest experiment without even thinking of how difficult it was to get them
good for him that he has such a capable apprentice who would love nothing more than help him :)
unless of course they want to experience the worst curses he has who won´t do them major bodily or mental harm :)
which means they get to experience the fun adventure of diving into the deepest ocean in the Devildom to gather scales of an incredibly hard to escape from predator, climb the highest mountain to gather feathers from a Human eating species of birds, getting a flesh eating plant which could easily burn your flesh of and many more wonderful (terrifying) things
Simeon:
you did something really simple
you pulled the fire alarm and watched him run out in panic
it was really funny until it wasn´t
turns out Simeon didn´t think it was so funny to wake him up so early
good for you he didn´t find the mega phone and air horn that you wanted to use when he fell asleep again
but yeah he did not appreciate you waking him and he appreciated it even less when he found out you wanted to keep him up just for fun
as punishment you weren´t allowed to come back to Purgatory Hall for one month
and of course you aren´t allowed to eat anything they made during the month (unless it was Solomon, then you have to be the sacrificial Sheep)
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arwenadreamer · 1 month
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Why I love the SPN finale so much
There are exactly 4 possible ways the show could have ended for our boys.
a) Both Sam and Dean live
b) Both Winchesters die together
c) Sam dies
d) Dean dies
So why do I think d) was the best possible outcome? Lets have a look at the different scenarios.
a) Both Sam and Dean live
While it would have been nice, I dont think it would have really concluded the show. "There will be peace when you are done." Well, on earth they would never have been truly done. There would always have been another horror lurking just around the corner, even if it was just a Monster of the Week. To find true peace, I think the boys had to enter heaven. And we actually had a bit of the they were done and lived happily on earth scenario in that domestic life openening of the finale. For the boys to live would just have meant more of the same, seasoned with hurts and horrors and a sprinkle of pain on top.
b) Both Winchesters die together
I wouldn't have minded that. It sure would have made for a tragic ending. In fact, that was what I kind of was hoping for, at least I imagined that this would be how the finale would go. Both boys going down swinging, blaze of glory style, preferably dying hand in hand, saying something like "Good night Sammy" or "See you on the other side, Dean". But in retrospect I see that this would have robbed us of their 7 Minute good bye scene. Of all the things Dean needed to say to Sam because he was saying good bye for quite a while. Of Sam being devastated and breaking down with his dead brother in his arms. There would have been no need for love confessions and "I must have stood outside your dorm for hours" and "When it came down to it it has always been you ... and me". Because they just could have picked up their normal conversation on the other side.
c) Sam dies
Dean would have comitted suicide right after burning Sams corpse. Jensen said so, and regarding Deans feelings and intentions, Jensens words are as good as canon to me.
I wouldnt have minded the tragedy of that, but in that case it really would have had an undertone of suicide ideation, which enough people scream about Dean's death as it is. (And which it really, really wasnt!)
c) Dean dies
Did I cry my eyes out? Yes. But the show I love is a drama show. Otherwise I`d choose a feelgood comedy show.
I wouldnt have minded for Sam to follow Dean soon after, to be honest. Maybe by being extra careless on hunts. But in keeping fighting, living through the grieve and pain day by day and coming out strong enough on the other side to actually have a kid and give him a stable, loving home, the message of the finale was actually so powerful. Opposite of glorifying suicide, it said "hold on, stay strong, there is a light at the end of all this trauma and horror and darkness you currently walk through".
The best part about the finale is, though, that it did not end there. Supernatural DID. NOT. END. WITH. DEAN'S. DEATH!!!
SUPERNATURAL ENDED ON A BRIDGE!!!!
I would have hated it, if the end of the show would have been the brothers seperated. But they weren`t. The show literally ended with the boys arm in arm, looking out over a peaceful valley in a heaven better than the one they knew from before.
There was peace and they were done. Together.
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hee0soo · 5 months
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We'll figure this out...
Summary: Wooyoung finds something out you didn´t want him to know yet...
Jung Wooyoung x afab!Reader
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"You look so good with a baby in your arms y/n! When are you and Wooyoung going to have some?”
Horrified you looked up from where you had admired your boyfriends newly born niece. The little girl was calmly slumbering while suckling gently on her pacifier. A stark contrast to the inner turmoil going on inside of you!
Originally you and Wooyoung had planned to drop by his parent’s house to visit them while he and the boys had gotten 2 weeks to do whatever they wanted before preparations for their next comeback started. Neither of you had anticipated that 1 week before your little vacation started, the oldest Jung brother’s first baby would be born!
She was a bit early but Wooyoungs sister in law and the little girl were in perfectly good health so they too came for a visit to introduce the baby to their family.
You were more than excited seeing as your boyfriend had shown you hundreds of picture since the baby was born and you had to admit, she was definitely cute.
But now you were frozen to your place on the couch, starring at Eunkyung in shock at being addressed like that all of a sudden.
The older woman beamed brightly at you, not having intended to startle you so bad but also being genuinely interested if she would get any more grandchildren any time soon.
Not able to utter more than a few awkward stammers, you looked at your boyfriend for help. Wooyoung, sensing that you weren´t sure what to say, scratched at the back of his neck.
“Eomma I promise you´ll be the first to find out when we are expecting,”
He smiled at his mother and pressed a kiss to her cheek before sauntering over to where you were sitting and took his place next to you. Gazing down at the baby still sleeping.
His words were echoing in your head.
When… not If…
It wasn´t that you had never thought about having children of your own, just that you couldn´t possibly see yourself as a mother.
The thought alone, scared the shit out of you. Sometimes the Tiktok algorithm  would show you videos talking about the things nobody talked about during a pregnancy or about birth and you were sure, that you didn´t want any of that. Paired with the things you witnessed in public, how some kids were behaving like the most obnoxious brats, your decision not to have children only manifested further.
Of course you knew that not every child was like that but it wasn´t enough to change your opinion on the matter. Not even the baby fever you would get from time to time when a coworker showed you pictures of her baby at work, or the happy feelings you had had up until now changed anything for you.
And the words Wooyoung´s mother had uttered were a painful reminder of that. They were like an ice cold shower that reminded you of the harsh reality that you didn´t want children!
Seeing Wooyoung admire his niece and hearing his reply broke your heart.
Because while you didn´t want to be a mother, he, without a doubt wanted to be a father! And you couldn´t bare the fact that you didn´t couldn´t give him that, or more precisely, didn´t want to give him that…
Time flew as the day slowly came to an end. Between trying to hide that your emotions from the Jung family and the cooing about the little sunshine now sleeping in her mother’s arms, you had barely noticed the sun slowly setting as it became dark outside.
Nobody had mentioned the topic again but you felt like a dark cloud hung right above your head, following you where ever you went even when dinner was getting served.
Not feeling like eating, you pushed the rice around with your chopsticks.
“Aren´t you hungry?”
Wooyoung asked worried, voice hushed as to not alert his parents, knowing that the last time you ate was breakfast this morning.
You shook your head with a reassuring smile, praying that it would come across as believable. It seemed to work as your boyfriend nodded and instead transfer some of your food into his bowl before placing his free hand on your thigh, running his thumb gently over the fabric of your jeans and squeezing ever so slightly.
Wooyoung wasn´t a fool however. And he knew you, probably better than you thought which made it easy for him to see through your little lie. You might be able to fool his parents, but him? Absolutely not!
And that´s why he waited until his parents went to bed and you and him retired to his old bedroom. None of you planned to go to sleep yet, him being used to late nights at the company and you being an overall night owl, so you both got comfortable in his bed with your laptop playing a drama neither of you acknowledged.
Instead, you laid back into the warmth Wooyoung was radiating while he had his arms wrapped tightly around you, kissing the side of your face every on and then.
That went on for 2 more episodes where none of you mentioned the incident of this morning, but Wooyoung wouldn´t be Wooyoung if he wasn´t the tiniest bit to curious and impatient to hold himself back any longer.
He felt your body going stiff at the question of what was going on, a definite sign that something was indeed going on.
“I´m okay, don´t worry.” You stated, trying to relax yourself.
Wooyoung hummed.
“Jagi-ya…please be honest with me…”
You turned your head a little, eyebrow raised.
“I am honest with you Woo.”
“No you´re not. You know that just as much as I do.”
His voice was eerily calm and it set something of inside you.
Guilt was gnawing at your consciousness, knowing that you had been caught in your lie. Your eyes felt wet all of a sudden.
“Can we please just drop it?”
The waver of your voice only caused the man behind you to worry even more. He felt bad for urging you to talk but if he had learned one thing since being in Ateez, it was communication! And whatever was bothering you was obviously an issue…
“I´m sorry but we can´t. This isn´t like you and I want to help you but I can´t do that if we don´t talk about it…”
You shook your head, desperate to hold the tears back and not let them drop, knowing that you most likely would be reduced to a sobbing mess if you let them go.
“Y/n please…”
“Wooyoung drop it!”
Hearing his full name mad him stop in his tracks. It was always Woo or Youngie or some other form of endearment but never his full name.
It was quiet for a few minutes, the dancer thinking hard about what could have set this off until he remembered his mothers question from earlier that day.
“You know if this is about what eomma said today-“
“Wooyoung-“
You freed yourself from his hold, sitting up and looking at him.
“there´s nothing rushing us, we´re-“
“Drop. It!” you pressed out, desperate for him to stop talking.
“We don´t need to think about it now but maybe one day we´ll have-“
“I DON`T WANT CHILDREN!!!”
Immediately you regretted your words. Sitting there in his bed, starring at him leaning against the headboard while starring right back at you.
Fear held onto your heart tightly, scared of how he would react.
Wooyoung sat there like he had been frozen in time. Entirely still and not able to move he felt like the wind got knocked out of his lungs as he starred at you with wide eyes.
The silence was suffocating and you didn´t dare to say anything, not wanting to lose him further. You felt the hand he had grabbed yours with during his little rant let go and for the first time in your entire relationship it felt like you were miles apart from each other.
“What?”
Listening to his voice break hurt you more than you could describe.
“Woo I-“
You didn´t know what to say. It was the truth and nothing you said could make it better.
Resigned you let out a shuddering breath.
“Why- What- Why did you never-“
Wooyoung wasn´t able to form a proper sentence, too many things racing through his mind all at once at the revelation.
He had thought that after all these years in your relationship; he would someday have a family with you. But that dream had burst like a bubble just as easily as breathing.
Something that became increasingly harder to do the longer he looked at you.
Pain was etched onto your face and logically he knew that getting up and leaving was not a good idea at all but he couldn’t bear to look at your face at the moment. The tears streaming down your face were enough indication that this wasn´t something you took lightly and the chocked outcry you tried to stop from escaping as you reached for his hand, not wanting to let him go was something he was sure would burn itself into his brain.
It didn´t stop him from forcefully closing the door after he walked out of his room, leaving you alone in your misery.
You wanted to follow him so badly, but you couldn´t find the strength in yourself to get up and actually walk after him.
At this point, the drama was completely forgotten as you hugged yourself, trying to comfort yourself. It wasn´t working.
Sobs ripped through you and shook your body.
This was exactly what you were scared of in the first place. The Wooyoung would hate you! Why else would he walk out on you?
You knew that not having kids was for most people considered a deal breaker and it seemed that Wooyoung also considered it one. You could respect that but it didn´t mean that it didn´t hurt…
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Meanwhile Wooyoung was trying to get his nerves to calm down while taking a walk through the neighborhood.
The cold air of the October night was biting at his nose and he regretted not taking a jacket with him, surprised that he even remembered to grab hi phone before leaving the house.
Dialing an all too familiar number, the man waited until the call was picked up.
“Woo? I thought you were visiting your parents with y/n? Why are you calling me?”
Yeosang asked, wondering why his best friend wasn´t spending his free time with you.
And Wooyoung started to rant. Spilling everything that troubled him in that moment.
When he was done, all the older boy could say was, “Wow,”
“Yeah, wow. You can say that out loud, I mean, I always thought that I would have kids someday and now I just… I don´t know what to feel Sangie…”
At home, Yeosang listened to his fellow 99-liner, thinking about what to say.
“To be honest, I think that you don´t really have a say in the matter. It´s y/n body you know… If she doesn´t want that you might have reevaluate what you want more. A child or y/n…”
“I love her, that doesn´t change! But I also want a family with her…”
Wooyoung ran his hand trough his unkempt hair. A motion he had been doing more than once in the past hour.
“But not having children, doesn´t mean no family Woo.”
It was silent for a while. So much so that Yeosang had to check if he was still on the call with the other.
“I don´t want to lose her!” Wooyoung whispered.
“And you won´t but you have to talk to her!”
The slightly older boy sighed, feeling bad for his group member and you.
“And you really just walked out on her?”
Forgetting, that the other couldn´t see him through the fun, Wooyoung nodded before answering.
“You should have seen her face when I did Yeo, it was like she thought I was leaving her-“
“Well you kind of did my friend and judging by what you just told me, she´s probably hurting more than you are right now…”
Realizing that his friend was right, the younger wanted to kick himself. How could he have just left you sitting on the bed? Reaching out for HIM to come back to you?
Honestly he would be surprised if you would stay with him after that stunt!
“Go back to her okay? I know it hurts but it´s the only way!”
Famous last words before the other hung up.
Wooyoung looked at the clock on his phone. It was 1:21 am. Which meant that he had been walking for almost 3 hours!
He hadn´t even noticed that it had been that long!
His heart dropped at the realization that you had been alone for that long without any comforting words like he had just received!
Racing back the street he had come from he hurriedly ran back home.
The house was dead silent when he entered. It was the middle of the night after all!
Wooyoung came to stand in front of his own room, not daring to open the door. Hesitating to walk into what might be the end of your relationship!
What he found instead was you, curled up on the bed, holding onto the comforter like your life depended on it. Your face was still wet and puffy, telling him that you were indeed crying until very recently and he thought he could see a lonely tear still falling from your closed eyes.
It seemed that you had cried yourself to sleep after he left.
Stepping closer, you saw the goose bumps littering your arms from the fresh air inside his room.
He grabbed the blanket from your grasp, wanting to cover your body with it and promptly got startled when your body shot up abruptly, eyes wide open.
“Hey it´s just me!”
Holding up his hands to show he wasn´t a danger Wooyoung let go of the fabric.
“Woo?!”
“Yeah, it´s me I-“
Not able to finish his sentence and not prepared by the force of you throwing yourself at him, he nearly toppled over before catching himself and accidently hurting yourself and him in the process.
“I´m so sorry Woo!” you whimpered not sure he had heard you.
“No don´t be. We can figure this out okay… Together!”
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Meddle About Pt.2 (Last)
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Pairings: Haechan x Reader / Jeno x Reader (Briefly Mentioned)
Genre: Smut
Summary:  Mark doesn’t think you or Haechan would have a problem with killing each other, not even bat an eye at it in fact. 
Word count: 11.2k ish
A/N: I love y´all sorry this took so long. ALSO! FOLLOW ME ON MY NEW TWITTER @wooyodefender we can chat there
Part 1
“I don´t get it, you guys already fucked so why isn´t the bet ove-” 
“We didn´t fuck,” You and Haechan corrected a confused Jisung at the same time, except the two of you had very different tones when delivering the message.  
“Are you just letting anyone watch now because I´m intere-” 
“I´m begging you to not finish that sentence,” Jeno interrupted Jaemin, rubbing his face harshly out of stress. You gently touched Jeno´s hands so he would stop stretching his skin, looking out for any future wrinkles on that pretty face. 
The chaotic scene definitely didn´t match your current environment - which consisted of a breakfast place, one of those where the cooks look like they haven´t showered in weeks, piles of waffles, bacon and the shittiest coffee you have ever tasted filling the tables.  The restaurant was full of families with loud annoying kids running around - Maybe Donghyuck could go play with them. It was hell, but hey, that was hangover brunch. 
Maybe it was the universe´s way of punishing you for allowing whatever happened with Donghyuck to... well, happen.  
“I´m just glad the two of you are finally getting along,” Mark tried changing the subject, smiling at his best friends who for the first time looked like they weren´t going to punch each other at any given moment.  
“We are absolutely not,” But you were more than happy to burst his bubble. “In fact, I have never been more disgusted by Donghyuck before.” 
“That´s not what you sa-” 
You interrupted Haechan with a fake smile, using your best customer service voice to not upset Mark so early in the morning as you stabbed your pancakes, “You can shut the fuck up now, thank you.” 
“So, he slept over and no sex?” Chenle teasingly pushed his friend as he laughed in his face. “You really have no game - ” 
“Speaking of which: Mark, please control your bitch, she made me sleep on the couch without a pillow or a blanket.”  
“I should have kicked you out to sleep on the street, you fucking -” 
“Ok, enough! It´s only Monday and I´m still too hungover to deal with you two,” Mark rolled his eyes, rubbing circles into his temples.  
“So, when are you fucking?” Jisung asked, returning to the original topic where his single neuron was still parked at. 
You groaned and buried your face in Jeno´s shoulder, the man gently patting your head to calm you down, “Can we all please stop reminding me of that?” 
“Probably this Saturday or the next,” Haechan ignored you. 
“Do we have it freaking scheduled? Ew.” 
“Why? Did you want me sooner?” The man teased you, an annoying fake pout on his face. “Awn, someone´s eager.” 
Jeno had to physically hold you back from smacking Haechan down after his comment, “I would rather bungee jump without the -” 
“What a cliché, Y/N. You can do better than that-” 
“Let´s not speak on the subject until then,” Mark cut you off, his tone was strict and final. 
★ 
Somehow, as if it was even possible, Haechan managed to become even more insufferable after the recent events. Firstly, because now that he knew you were slightly attracted to him – and also knew you were not happy about it - the man had massive leverage on your fights. Secondly, as previously stated, the thought of finding Haechan even remotely alluring had you wanting to take a nap on the highway during rush hour every time you caught yourself even considering his appearance, causing your stress levels to be significantly higher ever since. Lastly, if there is one thing Haechan has always been, is cocky, and now... Oh, now he was just unstoppable, and you hated yourself for thinking it was kind of hot.  
Kind of. 
But as equally annoying. 
Now, you caught yourself staring at the man, lost in thought, more often than you´d like to admit, and he managed to catch you every-single-fucking-time, sending you an annoying wink like he was hot shit.  
Which maybe he was. 
You didn´t understand how he could accept being into you so easily when you wanted to throw up at the thought that maybe you were excited that he was going to fuck you some time soon. Before everything that went down, the two of you would just simply offend each other to your hearts 'desires, but now there was a sudden shift in your dynamic as he started hitting on you nonstop, which somehow managed to annoy you more than when he would call you the most degrading offensive things he could think of - which he could probably be arrested for if anyone from outside your group heard a minute of your conversations.  
“You do know you´re going to die alone and miserable, right?” You asked him Thursday night, after only an hour and a half around him, figuring that was your time-around-Haechan limit.  
“I don´t think I will,” He smiled at you, a condescending tone to his voice as he leaned back against his seat. 
“Oh, I can assure you. No one can put up with you for long enough.” 
“Everyone puts up with me just fine. Have you ever considered maybe you´re the problem?”  
“As if- ” 
“It´s ok baby, I´ll fix your attitude when I fu-” 
“Can you two shut the fuck up and just never talk again?” Mark looked stressed as he reminded you and Haechan that you were not alone at the restaurant table. “I swear to God I´m going to start leaving one of you out from each group hang out.” 
“It would be the best thing you have ever done,” You assured Mark. 
“C´mon, I´d miss you,” Haechan sent you a flying kiss. “You´re nice to look at.” 
“I will stab you in the eyes to assure you never look at me aga-” 
“If any of you say another world I´ll drag you outside by the ear.” 
You did shut up after that because you honestly felt kind of bad for Mark, he genuinely loved the two of you and you´ve been making his life hell by not getting along. At the same time, it´s not like you haven´t tried! When you first met Haechan, after only 5 minutes with him, you were already sure you disliked the man; but you made an effort for Mark, you spent weeks trying to make yourself grow any positive feelings towards Haechan, or just anything that didn´t involve strong wishes of strangling him, but the man never returned any of your efforts, always wanting to hog Mark all to himself and bad mouth you to the man,  so you gave up - 
Wait.  
Donghyuck had really nice fucking hands. 
Which you unfortunately noticed as he places more meat on the grill occupying the center of the table between your friends after Mark made the two of you change seats so you´d sit far away from each other. His fingers were just somehow very delicate and clean but manly at the same time, he had big hands and veins appearing through his skin, his long fingers adorned by rings – Did he always wear rings? Because they were surely doing something to you.   
And with that thought process, you were suddenly reminded those fingers had been inside of you and you had to cross your legs to contain the very sudden and very fast pulsing that started between them. You let your forehead meet the table in a very loud thud as you groaned in frustration. Every day that passed made you despite Haechan a little bit more.  
When the weekend did come, your group´s chaotic schedule didn´t allow you a time window to complete the second part of the bet, although you did meet. It was a common friend´s birthday, a small get-together at his place to celebrate another year and even though there were suggestions that you could finish the bet that night, you were absolutely not about to get fucked on Doyoung´s bed. Also, Haechan had some things to do and had texted the group chat he would be late to the party – Chenle had informed you Haechan had a date and you prayed to all gods out there that he would bring the girl along so he would leave you alone for once.  
When he did show up though, he was in fact, unaccompanied. But the main point was that Lee Donghyuck, had dyed his hair a light shade of brown that had you wanting to swallow down your own fist.  Ok, maybe you could fuck on Doyoung´s bed after all. 
But Haechan´s leather jacket and rings stayed on during sex. 
What?  
No! 
Fuck, maybe you just needed to get laid, it has been a while. Would Jeno mind taking whatever you had a step further? 
“Hello friends,” Haechan greeted his friends before turning to you. “Hello stalker.” 
“What? Why stalker?” 
“I don´t know, the way you´re looking at me seems pretty obsessive,” He shrugged as he jumped over the couch to take a seat in front of you, who was sitting on the floor. 
“You´re delusional.” 
“It´s ok,” He assured you, accepting a drink from Doyoung who was walking around welcoming and giving everyone attention like a good host. “I like them crazy.” 
“Because that´s the only crowd you can pull.” 
“Let´s remember who was begging me just a week ago,” He winked at you before taking a sip from his glass, you along with all the boys around gagging at his comment. 
“I thought we were forbidden from talking about the subject,” Jaemin informed. 
“I did my best,” Mark sighed. “I give up on these two, just kill each other for all I care.” 
Haechan and you managed to prove once again Mark´s repulsive argument that the two of you were basically the same person when you replied by asking at the exact same time, “Who would you rather survived?” 
“Right now? I hope none of you.” 
“Cold,” You pouted at Mark before turning to the other man. “C´mon, Donghyuck and I are besties, soon he will even give me his computer and his most precious hoodie. If that isn´t friendship I don´t know what is.” 
“You really think you´ll win, huh?” At least Haechan looked amused.  
“I don´t know, did you get your date there today?” 
“What date?” 
“Chenle said you were on a date.” 
“He told me he had a date,” Chenle corrected. 
“You mean I hanged out with a friend so she could dye my hair?” 
“Same thing,” Chenle shrugged. “Didn´t you already fuck her before?” 
“Yeah, but that doesn´t make it a date. We were at her hair salon – Wait,” Haechan stopped mid-sentence to look at you. “Awn, are you jealous?” 
“Donghyuck, I´ll put this the nicest way that I can so Mark doesn't have a nervous breakdown: Why the hell would I be jealous?” 
“I don´t know, there´s really no reason for it. If you want me just say so and I´m all yours-” 
“Ok, I can´t take this anymore. I know Mark asked us to not talk about it and I was very happy to oblige but I have some matters to discuss,” You interrupted Haechan. 
“Yeah, whatever,” Mark rolled his eyes and shrugged. “Go for it, see if I care.” 
“Let´s make a rule that when we reach the 4 minutes mark and Donghyuck has already lost, we have to stop everything immediately.” 
“We can´t do that,” Jeno carefully informed you, already prepared for the murderous glare you sent his way. 
“And why not?” 
“Since we couldn´t bet on the same thing you two, we bet on how long Haechan would take,” Jaemin explained.  
Oh, right. You remember very clearly betting on 6 hours because it was simply not going to happen. Jaemin, who went for the 12 minutes mark went as far as asking you to have at least some faith on his friend.  
You could argue that now that you and Donghyuck had some form of sexual encounter, he already knew your body a bit better and that was kind of cheating, but then you reminded yourself that none of the guys knew what actually happened that night after the club and you´d rather leave it that way, so you simply sighed in defeat. It´s not like Haechan did much besides literally putting is fingers inside of you, so you guessed that didn´t really count either. 
“Cheer up, princess. You´re about to have the time of your life,” Haechan smirked at you and you answered him by chugging your drink in misery. 
For the rest of the night, you tried avoiding Donghyuck like the plague because if you thought about how his rings would feel around your neck one more time, you would be forced to punch the guy and cause a scene – You liked Doyoung enough to not do that on his birthday. It wasn´t a full-out house party, but there were enough people around to make it possible to stay far away from Haechan, at least for a while, until he decided he didn´t want to let you have a peaceful night after all. 
And so you drank. 
“Daydreaming about me?” He sat next to you on the couch. Jeno had left you alone for a single second to grab more beer for fuck´s sake. 
“You wish.” 
“I do, in fact.” 
“Can´t you find literally any other girl to torment?” 
“But it´s so fun annoying you, though,” He smiled. “You look hot when you´re mad.” 
“Take your degradation kink elsewhere, thank you very much.” 
“Will do, wanna come with?” 
“Are you serious right now?” 
“C´mon. We don´t have to fuck, you´ve been staring at my thighs the whole night, you could just ride them-” 
“Oh my god, leave me alone.” 
“Well, let me tell you something,” He informed before turning his body in your direction so that he could lower his voice, suddenly deep against your ear. “I appreciate your act, it´s cute, really. But there´s no one looking. If we go somewhere, we can come back, and no one would know a thing. You could stop pretending you haven´t been clenching at the thought of my fingers the whole week and I could do all the fun things I´ve been thinking about-” 
You could sense his smirk at the way your body violently twitched. It was only once, but it was one time too many.  
“Oh. Wanna know what things?” He teased. 
You could just stand up and leave. But you didn´t really want to? 
 So you simply crossed your legs and took a deep breath to try and sort your mind out. 
His chuckle hit the sensitive skin on your neck, “I´ll take that as a yes.” 
And then his palm found your thigh once again, holding it from the inside like it was his, “I know we can´t actually fuck, but I think there are things that can be even more fun, don´t you? You know what I can´t stop thinking about ever since I´ve seen your pretty little pussy? How much I want to eat you out. You sound so good, I´d love nothing more than have you sitting on my face for hours-” 
You took another shaky breath, nails digging deep into your own right thigh, “Donghyuck.” 
“Yes?” 
“I will go to the kitchen get another drink and you will let me.” 
He laughed once again but retrieved his hand from your body, “You know where to find me.” 
And unfortunately, you did, because later, after a few more drinks and 1 very frustrating hour of trying to focus on anything else other than your panties sticking to your skin, you found yourself grabbing Donghyuck´s arm to get his attention while he talked to some guys you didn´t know. 
“Yes, princess?” 
You ignored the pet name and everyone´s eyes on you for your own sake, “Can you please follow me?” 
His cocky smile had you immediately regretting your impulsive choices, “Always.” 
You groaned but accepted when he grabbed your hand and motioned for you to lead the way, which you did, practically running up the stairs so none of your friends would see you before getting the two of you inside a bathroom and locking the door.  
“What do you want?” He amusedly raised his eyebrow at you, his body leaning against the bathroom sink now that you were alone and the music wasn´t so loud. 
“Don´t pretend to be dense,” You called him out before pulling him down by his shirt so you could smash your lips together.  
He smirked into the kiss before getting into it, wasting no time pressing you against the bathroom door as his tongue entered your mouth to match your desperation. When his hands found your hips to pull you closer, a moan escaped your lips and he groaned, his grip on you tightening enough to bruise your skin. 
Your hands in turn found their way around his neck, pulling harshly on his hair so he would get the message and just do something before you regretted bringing him here. You didn´t need foreplay this time, you already had hours of your very creative mind flashing images and trying to drive you crazy, all you needed was someone´s fingers inside of you  – And maybe they had to be Haechan´s. 
Thankfully, Donghyuck somehow got the message and pulled your thighs up around his waist, so he could carry you over to the sink as you two practically devoured each other, like air wasn´t something necessary for human survival, but his lips sure were. You used your legs wrapped around him to grind his crotch against yours and he groaned at you, “Don´t play dirty.” 
“Then do something.” 
“What do you want?” 
“You know what I want.” 
“Do I?” He played dumb, suddenly stepping away from you like that was just perfect timing to be a fucking little tease. “I can go grab you a drink if that´s what you mean-” 
“Good luck with that boner out there.” 
“Yeah, gonna find someone I can actually fuck.” 
“Oh my god, just fucking finger me please,” You groaned in surrender, letting your head hit the mirror behind you in frustration. 
The biggest smirk filled his face as he closed the distance between you in satisfaction once again, eyes shining in victory, “That´s what I like to hear. Good girl.” 
“Don´t be condescending.” 
“C´mon, I know you like it,” He teased before his lips met yours once again. 
He bit your bottom lip to be annoying before licking inside your mouth so you would let him do his thing – And since you had already thrown your dignity out the window an hour ago on Doyoung´s very elegant couch, you just let him. The man must have gathered how desperate you were from the way you were kissing him back, because he simply found your panties under your skirt and slid them right off with no ceremony, before his palms were pulling your thighs open and he found his place in between them. 
“Hand,” He ordered. 
For once, his voice didn´t sound like he was teasing you or playing around. It was just a plain order looming over you and you liked it, being able to forget who you were and who was standing in between your legs, your hand raising in front of him without even knowing what for. You watched in shock as he took two of his rings out and put them on your finger, before moving to the next one. 
“Leave them on,” You quietly pleaded, kind of ashamed of yourself for liking the idea and not believing you actually said that out loud. It just escaped.  
He smiled at your tone, “I´d love to, but these would really hurt.” 
“Oh.” 
“It´s ok, I´ll leave the ones on the other hand,” Haechan assured as he finished putting all his rings on you and his mouth met yours once again. 
You always kind of expected that for a kiss to be good and effective, it needed to have a build-up, to start slow and make its way up – But Donghyuck had a way of reminding whoever he was kissing of how needy he made them in just a few seconds. His mouth was working so good against yours that it was almost a pity that you had to break the kiss to gasp as you felt two of his fingers gathering slick around your slit and when he felt like his fingers were lubricated enough, he slowly pushed them inside of you, you had to close your eyes and let your head meet the mirror again to process the feelings. 
You see? He didn´t even have to do much and you were already so worked up, clenching around his fingers and hands holding harshly onto the sink. You were honestly scared of the power Donghyuck had over you and what he would do if he ever found it out.  
When you opened your eyes, Haechan was watching your face attentively before moving his fingers slowly. He looked so fucking good with his new hair and dark eyes that even this rhythm to get you used to being filled got you biting on your bottom lip to keep your whines inside.  
He noticed that and smirked, “C´mere,” 
And so you complied, lips chasing his until your tongues met once again. 
You had a theory that it´s not that Donghyuck was good in bed, you were just really horny. Your thought process made a lot of sense considering he never actually did anything to you besides looking hot while you actually did all the job – But you could throw your whole theory in the trash next to the sink once Haechan sped up his fingers. 
You bit his lip to keep yourself grounded at the fact that the man in between your legs actually knew what he was doing and did it really well. 
Shockers. 
And you meant well enough that if he fucked anything like he fingered you, you were kind of screwed (at least when it came to the bet). 
“It´s loud outside, don´t worry,” He smiled once you let go of his lip, noticing you were having a hard time keeping yourself together  - and you really tried pretending he didn´t have the perfect rhythm, that his fingers weren´t hitting all the perfect spots, that his kisses down your neck as you caught your breath weren´t doing wonders for you, but it was a really hard task considering he was in fact making you feel all sorts of new things in this short amount of time. 
When Haechan felt like you still weren´t letting yourself go, he bit harshly on the side of your neck and you couldn´t force inside the gasp that left your mouth. 
“You know I won´t let you cum until I´m satisfied, stop being stubborn.” 
“M-maybe you´re just not doing a-ah- good job.” 
“Oh, sorry. My bad,” He apologized, but the smirk on his face, once he stood straight, didn´t match his tone nor his words. Suddenly his thumb was on your clit, drawing circles as he pumped his two other fingers inside and you almost came undone at the way he cockily winked at you when a loud moan escaped your lips.  
“Oh, fuck-” 
“Yeah, that´s more like it.” 
“Just shut u-up,” You groaned as your nails found his shoulder, digging into his skin to try and keep yourself grounded as he sped up. You honestly didn´t feel like you would last very long under his ministrations and that just wouldn´t do.  
“Want me to stop?” 
“God- No!” 
“Awn, look who´s finally not being a bitch.” 
“Donghyuck, I swear to god-” 
“What? What will you do, huh? Cum around my fingers? Threatening. Maybe next time do it on my tongue.” 
You really didn´t need the imagery right now.  
You closed your eyes and your forehead met his chest as you felt your high approaching, trying to conjure all your willpower to not cum and give Donghyuck the satisfaction of doing it so fast, but it was no use. Haechan had some kind of magic fingers and when his free hand found your neck and you could feel the cool rings pressed against your skin, along with his lips brushing against your open ones that just couldn´t keep quiet, you were done for. 
Your whole body trembled as your cursed during the longest and hardest orgasm of your life, breaths mixed together. 
Once you regained your sanity, you just had to suck Haechan off in return after that. 
 It was good manners after all. 
★ 
You would be indeed lying if you said the bathroom incident didn´t occur more than once. Thankfully, you only allowed it to happen 3 times other than that one – 3 was a good number, you could forgive yourself for slipping 3 times. You could even argue that since he had already fingered you once, if he did it once or twenty times, it was the same thing, so it was not like it was going to impact on the bet.  
Yeah, you knew it was bullshit but who cares. 
The first time it happened, just like at the party, you were drunk. It was during trivia night, Donghyuck´s team was winning, and you were very unhappy about it. It´s not your fault that Mark was stupid and ended up on your team! By the time you got to the final questions, you were practically raging and somehow managed to beat them after getting 4 questions right in a row (once you got Mark distracted with something on your phone). After managing to rub your win in Haechan´s face in every way known to mankind, he got annoyed enough to drag you to the bar´s bathroom and “get you to shut up” as he so kindly put it. 
The second time you couldn´t use alcohol as an excuse, although you could say you were high on the adrenaline of playing ranked matches online. It happened when you and Donghyuck were playing Valorant and after you cursed at him for the 30th time about sucking over the call, he finally snapped and told you to come say it to his face – Which you did, because he really did suck. What happened once you were in his house, in his room, was completely unexpected. No one could have guessed he would end up fingering you as you played another ranked match on your account, right? 
The third time would have looked strangely like a 90´s parent trap kind of movie if you weren´t genuinely annoyed by the situation. You had invited Mark to watch the new horror movie at the cinema, Mark had agreed. Donghyuck had also invited Mark to watch the new horror movie at the cinema, Mark had agreed. Mark had also thought it was a good idea to not show up and not let either of you know about the other, resulting in a very angry surprise meeting at the movie theater´s door. 
“I´ll just sit very far from you,” Haechan had groaned. 
“Don´t be ridiculous,” You rolled your eyes, grabbing his arm and practically dragging him to your seats. 
“Awn, you´re scared. Aren´t you?” He teased once you were sitting down, finally processing why you weren´t putting the many rows of distance between you two yourself. 
“Yeah, very much. Now be quiet.” 
“I will have to inform you I am scared too.” 
“Oh, that´s just great. Do you even have anything to offer in life at this point?” 
It was kind of expected that he would finger you during the movie after that. 
★ 
“And who the fuck is that?” Donghyuck asked dumbfounded after you appeared in front of him, arm laced with another man´s. He earned an elbow on the ribs by Jaemin for his comment. 
You rolled your eyes and apologized to your date before turning back to the very rude person in front of you once San reassured everything was ok, “Donghyuck, I know you were raised by animals or something, but here in the city we normally greet people when we see them.” 
Haechan´s reaction must have been genuine shock because he was quick to apologize and give his hand out for San to shake as he introduced himself, even if he didn´t look anywhere close to happy.  
“Oh, so this is San,” Donghyuck raised his eyebrows in entertainment.  
Your date gave you the cutest smile once he heard those words, “You talked about me?” 
You were not about to let Haechan ruin this for you and tell San that all you said about the man was that he didn´t fuck you and that was the exact moment that resulted in the stupid bet that will end up with the man in front of you fucking you instead – So you simply smiled at San, “Of course.” 
“I didn´t know we could bring dates,” Donghyuck sent you a pointed look. 
“You´re supposed to bring dates to these kinds of things, Hyuck. I´m sorry you couldn´t find anyone to put up with you.” 
“Did your boytoy bring anyone?” He raised an eyebrow at you. 
Both you and San gave him a confused look, not sure who he was talking about. Jaemin rolled his eyes and grabbed his arm to drag him away but he didn´t budge. 
“Jeno,” Donghyuck clarified.  
Oh, you see what he was doing. 
And you were not about to give him the satisfaction. 
“Jeno brought Karina,” You informed calmly, not playing his game. “As expected.” 
“I see,” Haechan nodded before turning to your date. “Good luck filling the position then.” 
You couldn´t even say you were surprised, of course he couldn´t let you have anything. 
“Enjoy the party, Donghyuck,” You rolled your eyes before dragging San as far as possible. 
“Well, that was something,” Your date tried to break the ice when he saw you breathing out in annoyance. 
“I´m so sorry,” You sighed, calling over the waiter with the champagne tray. “Donghyuck´s insufferable.”  
“Well, now I have to step up my game to fit the boytoy job description,” He smiled at you, getting two glasses from the tray and handing one to you.  
“I´m sorry about that too,” You smiled in gratitude over the rim of the glass.  
“It´s ok, it´s a position I´m more than happy to fill. Specially if it will make your friend even more jealous.” 
“Oh, don´t worry. It´s not like that, I can assure you. He simply has something against my happiness, which is ok, because I also have something against his.” 
“Yeah, I don´t think we´re close enough for me to comment on that so cheers,” He laughed, raising his glass in your direction. 
You clinked glasses and laughed too; you loved a self-aware king.  
Turns out San was a really great guy and you were happy you had invited him to be your plus one to this fancy party thing. He complimented your dress and makeup every hour, he got you new drinks whenever the ice on the ones you were holding started melting too much, he got along with your friends, he looked absolutely stunning and most importantly, he kept you entertained. He also didn´t back down whenever you were at the table with the whole group and Haechan tried teasing him, politely putting the man back in his place – which really, was more attractive than anything.  
“Things going well, huh?” Jeno asked as you two met at the bar. San was in the middle of an excited discussion about music with Jisung, so you offered to get the drinks this time. 
“Very, actually.” 
“Think things are finally going to escalate tonight or are we thinking boyfriend?” The man teased. See? He could tease you just fine because you knew he actually cared.  
“We still haven´t even kissed, so I don´t really think I´m about to get railed,” You laughed, lowering your voice a bit so the bartender and people around wouldn´t hear your vulgar words as you waited for the drinks.  
“Well, you can always call Haechan over to complete the bet.” 
“I´m not that desperate.” 
“By the way he looks like he´s going to murder San anytime, I think he is. Always knew all this tension between you two had to be something more.” 
“Yeah, I wouldn´t dwell too much on it. Sometimes people just don´t like each other, Donghyuck´s just bothered he´s not the center of attention tonight.” 
“He´s bothered he´s not the center of your attention.” 
“Guess I´ve spoiled him too much, huh? How´s Karina, anyway?” 
“Still working on wooing her.” 
“You wooed her the first time you talked to her, Jeno. Don´t worry, she wouldn´t be here if it wasn´t the case.” 
“Well, since it didn´t work on you my game has been a little off balanced.”  
You laughed at his teasing but didn´t have time to reply as the bartender came back with your two drinks and Jeno´s. The two of you thanked the man and made your way back to the table and Jeno was right, Haechan did look like he wanted to murder San. Once his staring was getting too much, you kicked him under the table and he simply gave you an annoyed look before turning his attention back to your date, who was oblivious to the stares. Or at least pretended to be. 
Tired of Donghyuck´s attitude, you asked San if he wanted to dance and he was more than excited to stand up and offer you his hand like a real gentleman, before leading the way to the dancefloor. Sadly for you, the fancy ballroom didn´t offer any ass shaking music, but San being the dancer he was, had no trouble leading you in his arms. 
“I do have to say things are spinning a bit,” You laughed, commenting on your many drinks. 
“Yeah, I think that last Whiskey was a bit too much. Are there really that many chandeliers or am I seeing things doubled?” 
“I think both.” 
★ 
As expected, San didn´t rail you that night. But he did kiss you goodnight once he dropped you off at home and your heart was happy enough with that.  
Haechan also ignored you the week following the gala, you even tried sending him an invitation on Valorant when you saw he was online on Saturday but he never answered, same when you sent him a slightly offensive meme on Whatsapp, expecting him to offend you back.  
Well, guess you were living the dream.  
When the next weekend came around with no acknowledgment from Haechan, you figured he finally had enough of you and was over with your little frenemies routine, meaning the bet was also over. You were fine with that. What you weren´t fine with was with the fact that he got you used to having the best fucking orgasms of your life and now you were left high and dry.  
Life also wasn´t as much fun when you didn´t have anyone to try and beat at everything.  
So with no thoughts in mind, you put on your hottest outfit for group outing that night, even going as far as putting on the skirt Haechan always teased you about because you knew he liked it too much. You kind of expected him to not show up after icing you out for weeks, but there he was when you got to Jaemin´s house and he simply treated you as if absolutely nothing had happened. 
“Awn, wore this skirt for me?” He asked as soon as you sat down next to him on the couch.  
You were so surprised at him suddenly referring to you after weeks, that your eyes were wide when you asked, “You talking to me now?” 
“I was never not talking to you.” 
“Donghyuck, of course you were.” 
“Was not.” 
“Was too.” 
“Yeah?” He entertained; his face petulant. “And since when am I supposedly ignoring you?” 
“Since the gala with San, you-” 
“Oh, I see. You want me to be jealous so you´re projecting.” 
“That´s not- What in the gaslighting?” 
“Don´t worry, princess. I wasn´t ignoring you, was just busy.” 
“I saw you online when I was playing Valorant.” 
“Yeah, I saw your invitation. But you see, you´re just really bad and I was playing with the guys from college.”  
“So you two talking again?” Jaemin interrupted. 
“See?” You told Donghyuck as you pointed to your other friend to prove your point, downing a shot of tequila as frustration started to build up on you. 
“Just shut up and drink,” He rolled his eyes against his own shot glass. 
Well, guess you could say things were normal after all. 
“So, the bet,” Jisung brought up and everyone around the table groaned. “What? It was supposed to end like weeks ago, I kind of impulsively bought tickets to a Monster Truck show counting on that money!” 
“As if you would win,” Chenle attacked. “But he´s right, we really need to get this over with.” 
“We don´t need to do anything. Very easy for you to say when you´re involved nowhere near the actual completion of the bet.” 
“I could fuck you to end this already,” Chenle shrugged.  
“We´re doing it tonight, just shut the fuck up,” Donghyuck groaned, downing another shot of tequila. Yeah, he looked even more frustrated than you. 
“And how are we going to do this when you´re not even talking to me?” 
“Are you serious right now?” He looked murderously at you bringing the topic up again and you became small under his eyes. Since he started hitting on you, Haechan had stopped actually being rude and insulting you and you kind of missed him feeding your ego. Maybe you complained enough he stopped, maybe he didn´t want to fuck you that badly anymore -  
“Wait, are you dating the girl from the salon?” You asked when the possibility crossed your mind. “Because we´re not fucking if you´re da-” 
“What?” He looked at you like you were the world´s most stupid person. “Why would I- Oh, wait, so the bet is off in case one of us starts dating?” 
“Obviously?” 
“Guess you´ll have to tell your new boytoy you just lost your friends a lot of money.” 
“What? We´re not dating, we´re just – Oh, so you are jealous.” 
“I´m disappointed.” 
“At what?” You asked in disbelief, already swallowing another shot. You noticed Mark tried to say something, maybe stop the two of you from starting a fight, but you also noticed how he shut himself up before saying anything.  
“At how easy you just drop everything to get with some dude. I thought you were a worthy opponent -” 
“Donghyuck, this isn´t a game.” 
“No, this is a bet.” 
“Oh my god, just admit you have a star problem or something. Can´t handle not being the center of attention for a night? Is it too much for you? Go cry about it and leave everyone alone.” 
“Guys-” It was Jeno who tried this time but you were quick to shush him. 
“Not you acting like you didn´t came running the second I wasn´t down your neck.” 
“So you were ignoring me!” 
 "Yes I was fucking ignoring you. I don´t like you, I guessed that was established.” 
Wow. 
Yeah, you knew that. But it kind of stung now. 
A bit. 
“Is this some kind of foreplay?” Chenle asked. 
“Ask Y/N, I bet she´s getting off on this,” Haechan rolled his eyes, another shot finding its way down his throat.  
“Oh my god, chill. What got your panties in a twist?” You rolled your eyes too, more Tequila passing your lips because you couldn´t let Haechan drink more than you. 
“I can´t even tell if they´re really fighting or not anymore,” Mark raised his hand in defeat, a deep sigh leaving his lips.  
“You´re the one suddenly all sensitive. Homeboy didn´t fuck you good or are you just pmsing?” 
“You know what? Let´s go to the room and end this right now so I don´t have to put up with you ever again,” You half-suggested half-ordered. 
 No one said a word after that, noticing how Haechan was actually really mad. Jaemin didn´t even whine about you two using his room as you had expected he would as his friend stood up and made his way down the hall.  
“Wish me luck,” You rolled your eyes before downing another shot and following Donghyuck. 
When you got to Jaemin´s room, Haechan was already inside, so you quietly entered and closed the door behind you. You were thankful for Jaemin´s colorful lights because the blue room got you relatively calmer than you would be if you had to face the man in front of you in a normally lit room. 
“We´re not fucking until we have an adult conversation for once,” You informed, leaning your body against the door. 
“There´s nothing to talk about.” 
“Of course there is.” 
“I know we have this playing around thing but I´m really not in the mood.” 
“And I´m not in the mood to be fucked like this, so what´s wrong?” 
“Why do you need something to be wrong? It´s not like we ever treated each other well.” 
“Yeah, but you kind of did for the past weeks -” 
“Yeah, because I wanted to fuck you. Why? Did the princess fall in love?” Haechan gave you a fake pout. “I said you convinced me you were hot enough to fuck, not to date.” 
“I can assure you that´s not the case. I just don´t enjoy this whole childish act, we never liked each other but you don´t need to suddenly be a bitch about it.” 
“Guess I learned from the best.” 
“So you want to not fuck me anymore and call off the bet? Is that it?” 
“I guess. It wouldn´t really be fair now that we had someone else meddling in, would it?” 
“What the fuck are you even talking about, Donghyuck?”  
“I just wasn´t aware we were allowed to have sex with anyone else during the duration of the bet -” 
“Oh my god, you´re still talking about San – Oh. – Oh! Hold on! You´re mad because you were counting on me to be untouched and desperate or something so you could win the bet!” 
“Dear lord. I had you moaning like a whore around my fucking fingers and you think I need to count on something to get you anywhere? You really are stupid.” 
“Since you suddenly care about the integrity of this bet so much I will let you know that San hasn´t fucked me yet, so that´s all cleared. Now, if you could be a dear and go inform everyone you want to cancel everything so I can in fact go get railed by said man, I´d be really happy.” 
He answered everything you said by crossing his arms and scoffing, “As if.” 
“Oh I see how it is, wanna up the bet? See who gets me there faster? I bet my League account with all the legendary skins that San can beat you.” 
Well, that was enough to get Haechan practically throwing you against the door, a loud bang echoing through the apartment. You knew playing with his competitive nature would work. 
“Are you really that desperate for me to fuck you that you´re trying to get on my nerves?” He asked, voice more like a growl and face mere inches apart from yours. 
“You´re not the only attention whore in town,” you teased.  
“I told you all you had to do was ask, baby,” He smirked before smashing his lips into yours. 
Excited that this was finally happening and with the few shots in your system, you were more than happy to return the enthusiasm, hands now finding their familiar place in his hair as he pressed you harder against the door. As always, Haechan´s lips had you whining for more in no time, his hand expertly exploring your body as if you had no more time left in the world.  
Oh, right.  
The bet. 
“Get on the bed,” He rasped out after he felt you starting to grind against him.  
“You´re making me do all the work?” You teased, just wanting to be annoying. 
He stopped and stared you down in silence, thumb finding its way to your lips as he watched your face lost deep in thoughts, something in his eyes started to crumble down and it got your anxiety to start coming out. Not wanting to give him the time to process whatever he was trying to, your mouth engulfed his finger as you sucked on it. A smirk filled your face as you saw the way Haechan´s jaw clenched at the action, so you gently bit his thumb before letting it go. At least your distraction plan seemed to work out. 
“Honestly, fuck you,” the man sighed but his words had no bite as his lips found yours once again. You were so distracted by his tongue inside your mouth that you almost jumped when you felt him slowly slide the straps of your top down your shoulders. The sudden change of speed getting your brain to malfunction.  
Now, you were not generally sensitive around your boobs but there was just something that happened to you whenever it was Haechan touching your skin that had your back arching when his fingers accidentally brushed against your nipples when he was dragging your top down, goosebumps erupted up your body in a single second. A weak moan left your lips at the surprising feeling and the man answered it by rubbing the pad of his thumb over your right nipple, his tongue in your mouth not doing much to keep your noises inside at the way your core violently clenched around nothing.  
Donghyuck´s lips left yours to find their place on your neck, where he left wet hot kisses while you did your best to not squirm under him. The man made his way down your shoulders, to your collarbones, the top of your boobs until his soft lips found your nipples too - He looked up at you so smugly once you hissed at the sensation of his tongue circling the left one.   
You kind of found a new appreciation for his insufferable cocky face. 
“The timer,” You managed to breathe out, voice shaky.  
“Go ahead baby, I trust you with that chore.” 
An annoyed whine left your lips because honestly, you were not in the right headspace to be given any tasks - But as Donghyuck´s fingers dug into your waist to hold you still as he left marks on your boobs, you managed to get your trembling hand inside your pocket and get your phone out.  
“Don´t start it until I tell you to,” He ordered, looking up at you before dropping down to his knees and honestly, the view was enough to keep you from arguing. He could win the bet for all you cared. 
The man in front of you unbuttoned your shorts and gently pulled them down your legs, kissing up your thighs when he made his way back up. Your whole body was shivering as he approached where you were pulsing and you violently shook as he left a kiss right on your center over your lacy panties, his hot breath against your wet skin forcing a moan out of you.  
You hated that your body could simply not react normally to this man.  
Your knuckles were white from gripping your phone so tightly as he licked and kissed you slowly over your panties like he had nothing else to do for the rest of his life, it was hard keeping your moans inside and he didn´t even really touch you yet.  
“Donghyuck-”  
“Yes?” His eyes met yours from between your legs and you seriously wanted to scream.  
“Do something, please,” Your voice sounded so broken. 
The man chuckled at the way you dropped your attitude so fast, “Well, since you asked so prettily.” 
His fingers found the seat of your underwear, dragging it to the side as his face approached your core once again, now with nothing in the way. 
“I´ve been wanting to do this for a long time.” 
“Then fucking get to it,” You whined, the back of your head hitting the door in frustration. You hadn´t completely forgotten the bet was supposed to include no foreplay, but you were so desperate to feel his mouth on you that you could make an exception.  
Another low chuckle left his mouth before he got straight into work. If you thought his fingers were magic, you didn´t even know how to begin describing his lips.  
“Oh my fucking god,” You moaned, not even sure you had said it out loud or the words were just repeating themselves over and over inside your head. 
He kissed your clit, sucked on it and his tongue lavished you and all you could do was try your best to hold your sounds in because your friends were right outside and they didn´t deserve the show. Your free hand found its place tangled in Haechan´s hair and the whimper he let out at the way you tugged on it got you almost reaching the edge. 
He fucking whimpered.  
A high whiny breathy groan. 
That man was going to be de death of you. 
You were about to stop him, push him away because you were already so close, but he could probably already guess that by the way your body was twitching and you were pulling harder on his hair, so he leaned away after a final chaste kiss to your clit. He cleaned his face with the back of his hand as he looked up at you, appreciating the view of your semi-wrecked form. 
Donghyuck on his knees was such a pretty sight.  
“Get on the bed and start the timer.” 
Your legs were wobbly but you obeyed this time, eager to finally get fucked -  
Yeah, you were excited to be fucked by Donghyuck, so what? It was about time you accepted defeat and indulged a bit in your sexual taboos - Haechan himself being most of them.  
You sat down on the edge of the bed, not trusting your voice to ask how he wanted you. Also, this was his part of the bet, he would have to work for it for all you cared. You pressed START on the timer and tossed your phone away somewhere under the pillows, watching as the man approached you.  
“It´s annoying,” He said once he stood between your legs, his hand holding your jaw to tip your head up so you were forced to look him in the eyes. 
“What is?” 
“How hot you are.” 
“The timer is running.” 
“And?” 
“Hyuck-” 
“Are you going to start dating San?” 
“Do you really wanna talk about this now? Donghyuck, why-” 
“Maybe I really was jealous.” 
“What?” 
“I didn´t like seeing you with him. At the time I blamed my ego or whatever, but now thinking about you with him it´s making me mad - I mean, maybe it is my ego.” 
“Are you thinking about another man when you´re supposed to be fucking me?” 
“Can you shut up for a second?” 
“Is this your idea of a confession?” 
“No, Y/N. I´m not saying I´m in love with you, I´m just saying I realized I was jealous and I´m not sure why.” 
“Ok, can you figure that out after you finish fucking me, please?” 
“Eager?” 
“Yes, actually.” 
“I´m so hard.” 
“A romantic,” You roll your eyes. 
“No, it´s just- You have a weird effect on me.” 
“I- I know. I feel it too.” 
“Nah, I´m just that good.” 
“Ok, I take it back.” 
“I´m clearly joking.” 
“You´re clearly being annoying.” 
“Shut up.” 
“Come do it.” 
And so he did. Donghyuck bent over and his lips found yours once again as he gently pushed you back down onto the mattress and climbed on top of you. You wasted no time wrapping your hands around his neck to try and pull him impossibly closer, your fingers once again tangling themselves into the hair in the back of his neck and tugging at them. The way his hips automatically rutted against yours in reaction made your vision blurry. Man was not kidding when he said he was really hard.  
“Like hair pulling, huh?” You teased once the two of you let go of each other to try and catch your breath for a second.  
“You should try and choke me a bit if you´re curious,” He winked at you playfully.  
“You for real?” You really tried teasing him, but you´re the one who ended up choking around nothing and looking at him like he hung up all of the starts in the sky himself. 
He didn´t answer you, his lips catching yours as his hands found the hem of your panties, pulling them down your legs the best he could without breaking the kiss, which was not hard considering you were eager to help.  Ha, who would have guessed. 
You felt Donghyuck fitting himself between your legs once again, his whole weight supported by his left hand as he snaked his right hand in between your bodies. You felt his fingers circling your clit and you whined, trying to push him away, “Hyuck, no. I´m already clo-” 
“Just let me stretch you out a bit,” He explained, his same finger now finding its way inside you. Now, that´s something you had already experienced a few times before, but every time Haechan had his fingers slowly pumping inside of you, it felt like the first time all over again.  
“Oh, dear lord,” You whined, trying to hold back your orgasm because that would be simply humiliating.  
“I could literally cum just because of the way you keep clenching around my finger.” 
“I´m close-”  
“I know, baby. I can feel it. But you can hold it in for me, right? I want you to cum on my cock.” 
“Fuck. Donghyuck-” 
“Yes, princess?” 
“If you don´t add another finger right now-” 
“Anything you ask,” He smiled down at you, complying with your request - which you immediately regretted because if one of his fingers was already too much, you were definitely not prepared for two. Your nails dug into the skin of his arms without you even realizing, but you needed something to ground yourself. He was fingering you so slowly and yet you wanted to scream at how good the drag along your walls felt.  
When he judged you were ready, he retracted his fingers and you breathed out in relief, finally not having to use your full mental capacity to focus on not cumming.  
“We should go on a date sometime,” He stated in a matter-of-fact tone, like you were discussing the weather on a nice little walk. 
“Lee Donghyuck, what are you-” It was hard talking when you were still trying to catch your breath.  
“Indulge me.” 
“You´re not helping yourself win the bet.” 
“I don´t give a fuck about the bet, I´m already happy proving you wrong.” 
“And how are you doing that?” You knew the answer to that question, but you wanted to hear him say it.  
“Because baby,” He paused to give you a soft kiss on the lips, " this exact moment, we´re chatting to give you a break since you can´t even handle being fucked just from my fingers inside of you.”  
Touché. 
Maybe you loved his voice, especially when saying lewd things.  
“You´re not so much better,” You rolled your eyes, squeezing the bulge in his pants and earning a groan in response. “Now, can you please undress?” 
“Undress? How fancy,” He laughed, but his hands were already undoing his belt. 
“Do you always talk this much during sex? Maybe we should gag you.” 
“Careful with your promises, I might come demand their fulfillment.”  
“Just fuck me, Donghyuck.” 
“Never wanted anything more,” He smirked after he finished taking his pants off. 
He kissed you once again, but you were quick to break away, sitting up to pull at the hem of his shirt and he complied, raising his arms so you could take it off.  You pulled Haechan closer, kissing down his neck and ecstatic with the little whines he let out, especially as you started lowering the kisses to his chest. His skin felt burning hot against your lips and you wanted to stay there forever.  
It came as a surprise when he grabbed onto your waist and manhandled you, spinning you around, so you were now with your back pressed to his chest. His hand found your neck to hold your head as he chuckled darkly right against your ear, “I appreciate the attempt, but today I´m in charge.” 
You moaned as he used his knee to force your legs open, his hand leaving your throat to push your back down the mattress. You didn´t even have time to react or support yourself with your arms, your left cheek meeting the bed sheets as you felt the tip of his cock against your entrance.  
You pushed your hips back without even realizing, just wanting Donghyuck inside of you once and for all. But to no one´s surprise, it was just teasing you that he wanted. 
“You´re so fucking wet,” He marveled, rubbing his tip up and down your folds. “Just like you always are for me.” 
You wanted to retort, but you also wanted his dick inside of you – today, preferably. So you just whined impatiently and arched your hips a bit more, “Donghyuck!” 
“Beg.” 
“No.” 
“I want to hear the high oh mighty miss I´m-always-right begging for me to fuck her.” 
“Please.” 
“Not good enough.” 
“Donghyuck, please fuck me. You won ok? I need you. I don´t care. Just please, fuck me,” You could seriously cry.  
Maybe you weren´t used to not getting things your way. 
“Tell me you´re mine.” 
“Am I?” 
“Yes, but I need you to know it.” 
“Fuck me well and I might be.” 
“Good answer.” 
You could tell he was smirking as he finally slid inside of you.  
“Oh god,” You moaned. You had been waiting for this for months! 
“You can call me Haechan.” 
“You´re not as funny as you think you are,” You breathed out, your hands gripping onto the bed sheets as he waited for you to adjust for a second.  
“Maybe, but I am about to give you the fuck of your life.” 
“Why are you still talki-” 
Donghyuck didn´t let you finish the sentence, his hand that was caressing your lower back now grabbed onto your waist for support as he took his dick out before pushing it back in. He took absolutely no time to find a rhythm that drove you crazy, and as expected from mister tease himself, it was a slow one, but with that, you could feel every single vein and piece of skin dragging against your walls, every single pulse and twitch of his cock. 
“Fuck,” You moaned, closing your eyes harshly to try and focus on something other than the way the man you hated was about to make you cum in approximately 20 seconds just from teasing. 
“I´ve been imagining fucking you for years,” Haechan groaned. 
“Then fucking do it properly,” You cursed between gritted teeth, sentence interrupted by a gasp when his cock hit something inside of you that had you involuntarily clenching around him.  
“You can´t take it.” 
He was probably right, but you wanted him to anyways. 
“Maybe you just can´t do it.” 
Haechan´s answer was a laugh; his movements didn’t stop as you felt something grabbing your hair and pulling you up, your back once again against his chest, “I wanted to have my fun, but I guess that´s not something you´re familiar with.” 
His movements then sped up, his right hand finding your clit and rubbing circles on it and his other hand moved to your favorite place, your neck.  
He was absolutely right. You couldn’t take it.  
You were pretty sure you were being loud, but you couldn´t even be sure because your mind was in another dimension.  
“Happy now, princess?” He groaned against your ear from the effort of how he was harshly fucking into you.  
“Yes, oh my god. Don´t stop – Ah-  I´m so close.” 
Your body was shaking at this point, you threw your right arm back to latch onto Haechan´s hair for any sense of stability as you felt everything beginning to turn white.  
“I thought you would put more of a fight,” His hand around your neck tightened. “But I love seeing you like this, so no complaints.”  
You heard his voice but his words didn´t register, leaving your mind as soon as they entered because you were so so close.  
“Tell me you´re mine.” 
“I´m yours.” 
“This pussy is mine, only mine.” 
“Only yours.” 
“Good girl.” 
Never in a million years did you think you would let Lee Donghyuck say those words to you, and never in a million years did you think those exact words would trigger the most earth-shattering orgasm of your life. 
“Oh fuck, oh my god. Hyuck”-   
He didn´t let up, fucking you all throughout as you were moaning and twitching, his fingers never losing speed against your clit, his groans from the way you kept squeezing around him were enough to almost give you another orgasm back-to-back as he let your cheek gently hit the mattress once again.  
“If you keep calling me that I might cum soon too.” 
You didn't even mind the overstimulation, your ears were still ringing, you were still gasping for air but he didn´t stop, in fact, he only begin fucking you harder. Another high started building up and you weren´t even done with the first yet.  
You barely registered when he pulled out for a second to flip you around, finding his place in between your legs once again, which you automatically wrapped around his hips as he pounded into you.  
“Fuck,” He groaned, looking into your eyes. Sweat was running down his forehead and neck and you so desperately wanted to pull him closer and lick it. “Maybe I was jealous, can´t stand the thought of someone else seeing how pretty you look like this.” 
“Hyuck.” 
“I want to ruin you for any other man. Fuck, you feel so good.” 
He was close too, you could feel his cock twitching inside of you and how he lost control once every few thrusts. Your nails scratched his back enough to draw blood but he seemed to enjoy it, his head dropping down your neck and a whine leaving his lips. The vibration against your skin got goosebumps erupting once again all over your body and you felt yourself at the edge again.  
You stopped caring your friends were right outside about 10 minutes ago and Donghyuck just never did - Oh, right. He probably wanted Jeno to hear it all.  
“Hyuck, ah- I´m close.” 
“Me too, baby.” 
You didn´t think it was possible for him to go any faster, but he did. Now supporting his weight on his two arms, Donghyuck drilled into you and his lips met your neck, leaving wet kisses and sucking on it to leave as many bruises as possible.  
Man really had a possession problem. 
You couldn´t take it anymore, as the man bit a particular spot on the side of your neck, you closed your eyes and let it hit you. No man had ever been able to make you cum just from penetration alone and your world was suddenly turned upside down with your second orgasm of the night. Donghyuck probably did manage to ruin you for any other man.  
Fuck him. 
With your body spasms and the way your walls started clenching when you came, Donghyuck followed right along with you. He had his eyes closed, eyebrows furrowed as moans left his pretty lips - Haechan was insufferable but he was also the hottest man in the world, you were going a bit crazy.  
You felt warmness hitting your insides as he slowly stopped his motions and started trying to catch his breath. You watched with hazy eyes as his chest stopped heaving and he opened his eyes to stare right back at you. 
“Hello beautiful,” You smiled at him, breathing somewhat closer to normal even if you were still shivering.  
“I figured it out,” He smiled back at you.  
“You´re still inside of me.” 
“And I plan on being for a long time.” 
“Is that a threat?” 
“I want you to go out with me.” 
“Awn, someone has a crush.” 
“Maybe. Let´s have a date and figure it out,” He shrugged. “Maybe we will end up killing each other, maybe we will end up boyfriend and girlfriend, maybe we will end up fucking – No, we´re definitely fucking either way-” 
“You just want to keep staring at my boobs.” 
“That too.” 
“And you´re still inside of me.” 
“You never said yes.” 
“We´ve known each other for many years, Donghyuck. What makes you think we will start liking each other now?” 
“I guess I already like you and even when hating each other we still had fun, you get me, I get you. Let´s not overcomplicate it.” 
“Ok, let´s give it a try.” 
“You just want me to fuck you again,” He joked. 
“That too,” You smiled. 
★ 
“Oh, fuck.” 
“What´s wrong?” Donghyuck asked worriedly, tightening his belt after the shower you took. 
“The timer.” 
“Oh, yeah. Was too lazy to turn it off,” He shrugged. 
“But the bet-” 
“I told you I didn´t care about the bet.” 
“That´s because I won.” 
“That´s because I let you win.” 
“So you´re just giving me your stuff like that?” 
“Nop, because many rules were broken and that makes the bet invalid.” 
“I never agreed to that.” 
“So you really want my computer? Yours is perfectly fine, I know it because I´m the one who assembled it!” 
“No, but I do want your hoodie.” 
Donghyuck stared at you in silence long enough to make you uncomfortable before shrugging, “Fine, as long as I can fuck you in it. Now go outside and tell our dear friends the bet was canceled.” 
“Shouldn´t we just lie? I kind of feel bad for Jisung.” 
“If I agree, I get to choose where to go on our first date.” 
“Let me guess, your bed?” 
“What do you take me for?” He fake gasped. 
“Do you really want me to answer that? Because then I don´t think there will be a first date.”  
“Look who´s all mouthy now, not only 15 minutes ago you were-” 
“Don´t you dare.” 
“Oh, I dare.” 
“Just give me your hoodie and shut up.” 
“You´ll go out wearing it.” 
“What- Why?” 
“I want Jeno to see it.” 
“To see that I won the bet?” 
“No, that you´re mi- You know what I mean! Must you always be so annoying?” 
“You´re the one begging me for a date.” 
“Don´t complain if I end up making you sit down and watch all of the Fast and Furious movies.”  
“That would still be more pleasant than having a conversation with you.” 
“You know what? Then I´m taking you to a fancy restaurant and forcing you to look at me all nnight.” 
“It´s a nice view,” You smiled, calling a truce for the time being.
Donghyuck accepted the white flag and smiled back.  
Maybe this could work out. 
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i-amm-mj · 11 months
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Is it really hate? - NSFW
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A/n: So, this is my first post here in Tumblr... i was very nervous about posting it, but my mom didn´t raise a coward so here i am. I hope you all enjoy it, and please be kind, i´m not a native speaker and my anxious ass could´ve ommited  something. :)   
Words: 2k.
Prohero! Bakugo x reader
Warnings: NSFW themes, cunnilinguis, hate fucking?, lots of cursing. 
Summary:  You work for Bakugo at his agency, but your job is not that easy... Bakugo and you hate each other... or at least that´s what you thought. 
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You hated Katsuki Bakugo. No. You loathed him with every fiber of your body…
He had been an egocentric annoying bastard since UA, constantly criticizing you and making stupid comments about your lack of talent in your field. He hated you too, that was pretty obvious. But you think that God hated you the most because you ended up working for him in his agency after the one you were working on had closed.
You didn´t know why he had accepted your job application, maybe just to keep torturing you like he used to back in high school, but today he had crossed the line…
“This is bullshit” He said making a disgusted face while holding the gauntlets you had invested an entire month to design and made “I didn´t ask for this shit”
“I just thought that you'd like an upgrade or two…”
“Are you kidding me? I´m not paying you to be “creative”, I´m fucking paying you to make what you are fucking asked for”
“I didn´t mean any- “
“Shut your fucking hole and listen for the first time in your shitty life, Y/N!” you opened your eyes in complete shock. He had a shitty attitude, that was true, but he had never talked to you like this, and you weren´t going to tolerate a man to treat you like that, not even if that man was your boss. So, you stood up from your sit and closed the distance between you and him while holding a finger up.
“Don´t you fucking dare to talk to me like that!”
“I´m your fucking boss”
“So, what!? You think you can treat your employees like shit whenever you are having a fucking bad day!?”  you raised your voice “I´m tired of your shitty attitude, not just to me but to the entire building! I have thanked you enough for the opportunity you gave me while nobody did, but I can´t and won´t take this shit anymore! I´ve tolerated you enough for years!”
“You are free to go then”
“Yes! I know! That’s why I´m fucking quitting this job right now! You will have my resignation letter first thing on the morning” you turned on your heels.
“Who are you going to work for? Nobody´s gonna give you what I gave for your shitty work” you froze. You were fuming. Was he fucking serious?
“You didn´t say that…” you said trying to control yourself.
“I fucking did” you snapped.
“You are a fucking bastard, Bakugo!” you turned so fast that you almost broke your neck but you didn´t care at the moment. “I´ve designed for Shoto, for Deku, for Uravity and even the damned Hawks, and they all were amazed by my fucking work! It´s just you the one that don´t recognize me! Why!? Why are so obsessed with making my life a living hell!?”
Bakugo stayed silent and it was your turn to speak “I hate you! I´ve always hated you ´cause you´ve been a bully for all of us! I don´t even know why such a nice guy like Eijiro can be your friend! You don´t deserve him! You don´t even deserve to be a fucking hero! I´m SO happy that Deku turned out to be the number one… ´cause he does deserve it. He is so much better than you…” you were just a few inches from him, and even with Bakugo towering over you, you didn´t back out. The tension was evident and suffocating...  
“You done?” he said with a blank expression.
“I´m sure that Deku´ll hire me. He mentioned he wanted me in his agency not long ago. I´ll be better in there” 
“You serious?” Bakugo contorted his face with something similar to pain and anger. 
“Course I am. I´ve never been surer about something like this in my entire life” you turned again with the intention of getting out of the room, you had said enough... but then something in Bakugo´s head just broke, so he held your wrist with a strong but not painful grip. He couldn´t let you go, not now, not never. He had always been asshole with you, that was true, but he did like and admire your work. You were amazing in what you did, but he had had a terrible day, no... a terrible week since the last attack of a villain and the media critizing him for everything he did or didn´t. He was tired... He was angry... And he didn´t know how to exprese it if it was not through his shitty attitude towards of whoever was in front of him at the moment...
 “What the fuck are you doing!?” you tried to shake your arm free “I´m gonna scream if you don´t let me go”
“Do you really mean it?” Bakugo asked. 
“What?”
“Do you really hate me?” you scoffed.
“After all you´ve done and said to me, that has to be pretty obvious, don´t you think?” Bakugo smiled. A sarcastic smile that had your head spinning from rage “What´s so funny!?”
“You´re so fucking sexy when you´re mad…”
“You gotta be kidding me” your expression turned from rage to complete shock.
“Not at all”
“Are you insane? Did you hit your head or something?”
“I fucking hate you too… you get on my nerves every damn time and I can barely stand you.” Bakugo put his free hand on your waist and you let him, listening close to what he has to say. “But you are a tease, you´ve always been… and so pretty and smart too” his lips were on your neck, sucking a little on the skin of your throat. You moaned because of his words... “Those fucking skirts and shorts you constantly used back in UA… always bending in front of all of us.” you tried to protest but he bit your neck “Are you gonna fucking tell me that you didn´t notice the huge erection on shitty Deku´s pants when he came to the office and you were wearing that slutty red dress of yours?”  
“I didn´t” He raised his head to look you directly in the eyes. He huffed. He knew you weren´t that naive. 
“Even nice guy Kirishima was constantly glaring at your cleavage” He smirked “The walls in our apartment are thin, you know? I´m pretty sure he jerked off thinking about you that night. I heard some noises coming from his room…”
Something in you snapped again but in a different way. You knew that Bakugo was a good looking man with the body of lust demon, but you had ignore it because of his personality “What about you?” you purred, feeling a little brave and honestly, turned on.
“I wanted to fuck you on that same table. Bend you over in front of everyone and make you scream my name, punish you for being such a slut in front of all of them” He kissed you hungrily and you responded moaning higher when his tongue got into your mouth, exploring the inside of your mouth and battling for dominance with your own tongue.
Bakugo softly moved his hands to under your knees to lift you up like if you weight nothing and then proceeded to put you on the table. He stopped for a minute to confirm that you wanted this to happen, and when you nodded with half lifted eyes, he started to slowly take off your blouse.
His complete attention was now redirected towards your breasts still covered in the lacy of the bra, he massaged your boobs and kissed them with such dedication that your pussy throb at the sensation. You knew he was damn good at this and hasn’t even done anything yet.  
Bakugo kissed you again, this time a little bit softer. You didn’t know he were capable of such display of softness towards anyone. He was always rude and honestly, insufferable, so you felt yourself a very lucky person for being the one receiving this treatment.
“Lay on the table” he said softly and you happily obeyed. Where did your hatred run? You didn´t know and you didn´t care, not with Bakugo positioning himself between your legs.  
Bakugo lowered his head towards your sex and put your knees on his shoulders to have a better access. You moaned when his lips kissed your inner thigh and bit the same area seconds after.
“Be sure to not cover your mouth, ok? I wanna hear you moan my name” Bakugo moved your panties to the side and with a flat tongue started to taste your pussy. Just the first lick took to heaven you and back. You didn’t know how he did it, but the sensation was like nothing you had experienced before. He had a golden tongue, a real prodigy of oral sex. He knew where your most sensitive parts were just by the little sighs you let escape. 
He sucked your clit a couple of times after that and continued giving licks to your pussy lips, but your moans got louder when he put his tongue inside you and started tongue fucking you like there was no tomorrow. Your hands flew to his hair and you pulled a little rough, he groaned satisfied. You could feel the little smile that formed on his face.
“Omg…” you sighed “Don´t stop. I´m close. Please, don’t stop” he pulled out his tongue to redirect it to your clit and then inserted a finger and curved it to massage your insides. You closed your thighs when the feeling was too much and almost suffocated him, but he didn’t stop there, fortunately.
“Say my name…” he groaned without taking out the finger inside you.
“Bakugo…” you moaned.
He inserted another finger and moved the both of them a little faster “I said ´my name´, not my last name, pretty girl”
You were close… so close. You knew that if you didn’t answer to him the way he wanted you to, he could stop and ruin your orgasm, so you obliged “Katsuki…” you whispered.
“Didn’t hear you”
“Oh, Katsuki, please, let me cum” you moaned again. He smiled and helped you with his mouth, sucking your clit again, oh, so heavenly…
“Cum on my face, doll. C´mon, make a mess” he said and you did so. Your pussy contracted against his digits and your entire body convulsed on the table. Katsuki let you ride your orgasm using his entire face, and when you were done, he stood up with a proud face and your juices on his mouth, chin, nose and even his right cheek. That made you smile with a dumb post orgasmic face.
“Was I that good?” he joked for the first time in years after seing your cute face… you laughed.
You sat up after a couple of minutes, your eyes immediately focusing on the erection that he wasn’t trying to cover from you.
“Can I help you?” you suggested and he nodded with a lopsided smile.
“Use your words, pretty boy” you teased with a seductive voice.
“I´m not gonna fucking-¨ you cut him off with a kiss.
“I was just joking… I know that big great Dynamight himself would never beg, not even for a blowjob” you laughed and his face softened.
You got up, pushed Katsuki a little to make room for you and proceeded to kneel down… but just when you where ready to put his pants down, a low knock was heard on the door. You looked up to Katsuki with big surprised eyes.
“Yeah?” his voice harsher than normal. You pinched his thigh and he flinched a little.
“Uhm, Mr. Dynamight, sir?” the voice of your assistant was heard. You stood up immediately. “I- uhm, sorry to bother you, but Miss Y/N and I have a meeting in 15 minutes…”
“Fuck…” you groaned while getting up and clothed again. “Yeah!” you shouted “I´ll be with you in a minute”
Katsuki stood there, just looking at you, his face unreadable. You finished fixing your hair the better you could.
When you were presentable, you faced Katsuki. He had something similar to a pout painted on his face.
“We´ll talk about this later… I promise” you said… He avoided your eyes, and then nodded.
“Yeah, whatever”
You took the papers you had brought to the meeting and opened the door to encounter your assistant blushing to her ears.
“Omg, how much did you hear?” you mumbled while closing the door behind you.
“All of it…”
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Price X reader, reader is an exotic dancer, but she just have eyes our favorite capt. 🦝
John Price x ExoticDancer!Reader
a/n : this is sosososoos cute
mentions: fluff(?), thigh riding, not really smut, kinda, he's down bad
Only eyes for him
The relationship you had with the captain of Taskforce 141 was… odd. In more ways than one. It wasn´t what most people thought it was, though. As an exotic dancer people often assumed things about you, how could they not? You paraded around in a skimpy outfit and poledanced, so obviously you had to be a whore..
It was quite the opposite, however. The passion you had for dancing in youth stayed with you until adulthood, and you pursued what was probably the best paying job in the industry. Stripper isn´t the word to define you, if you had a say. You don´t STRIP. You dance. And you do it elegantly, and that´s exactly what drew him to you- Fuck. You looked like an angel on earth the first time he saw you. He wished he could go back in time to that exact moment, despite it being one of the worst missions he´d encountered.
John´s earpiece was only noising static as he hurried through the dark city and he had lost the lieutenant somewhere along the way, but he could make out the few words his soldiers were muttering through comm´s.
´´Stripclub in the city center, In the damn stri-´´ Static flooded his ears again, and he whinced. Stripclub it was, then. Price was not the type of man to visit stripclubs, or even that sort of place. Often too loud to be enjoyable, plus his needs would be satisfied alone, and alone only if he had any. He was a Captain, with no distractions. John could hear the loud club music from outside as he made his way there, and he dreaded looking for the target inside. Once inside, he needed to adjust to the lights and music at first, before walking through the club.
Ofcourse, he did look at the women, but only briefly and in a hurry. Nothing could´ve prepared him for the enigma that was you as he stepped towards you. A crowd was gathered around you as you danced, and you seemed to be enjoying the dancing more than the money that was being thrown on stage.
God, you were beautiful. Price wasn´t usually attracted to women that sold themselves, but the way you smiled as you danced told him that you weren´t doing it for attention. Your curves, your hair and that face of yours.. It had him all hooked, stalling for a moment as he watched you. You turn, reaching your hand out as if to lure the crowd in, and oh does it work. Atleast for Price.
But he´s quick to snap himself back to reality, and pushes past the people to further investigate the club for the target.
John thought it´d be done with that- A fleeting glance that made him falter, nothing more. However, as he proceeded to do his job, you were like an annoying voice in the back of his head. A hand still reaching out to lure him in. Every thought that wasn´t strictly work, was you in that pretty little outfit on stage.
He´d palm himself under the desk sometimes, trying to get rid of the aching feeling you gave him. And all these emotions because of what? A single glance? He refused to believe a woman had him wrapped around her finger without even knowing her. It was the stark contrast of what he wanted.
But little did he know, he wasn´t the only one getting hot and bothered because of a stranger. You´d seen him that night, positive he must´ve been police or military. Nobody else hurries in a damn strip club. John was.. exactly what you had envisioned in a man. People often thought you´d go for the richer, sleek types but that wasn´t the case. He was homey and natural. Exactly what you wanted.
Everytime you danced, you´d hope he was there again, but not on business. It was a reach, but you thought you had surely affected him that night. Still, he might be married. With kids. You really prayed he wasn´t..
It´s late at night that John finds himself driving to that club, filled with guilt. He´s not married, or in a relationship so he´s not sure why it feels wrong. Maybe because he´s supposed to be setting an example to his soldiers? He pushes the thought away and walks in, looking totally lost as his eyes search the room for you. You aren´t where you were last time. Are you not performing tonight?
He´s relieved, though, when he sees a group of men further on. That must be you.
He´s right. You´re just finishing up your dance, it seems as you tuck the money into your waistband. Your eyes gaze over everyone again, all seeing horribly familiar men that come here every night.
You falter when you see him, standing like a lost child in the middle of the club staring at you. You can´t help but crack a soft smile, ofcourse he came back. They always do with you. The difference is that he interests you, the others don´t.
You walk off stage and behind the curtains, where you get unready- It´s late after all.
You can´t really feign suprise as John follows after you, watching for a moment before walking up to you. It´s obvious he doesn´t really know how to talk to you, all he knows is that you have him absolutely captivated. You smile slightly and clear your throat. He stares for another few seconds before pulling some money out of his backpocket. "A private dance?" He asks gruffly, holding the money out to you. Ofcourse, you sheepishly take it and lead him to one of the private rooms.
It hadn´t been anything too sexual, just a lap dance that resulted in him pulling you onto his lap, asking questions as he brushed your hair out of your face. It was.. sweet in it´s own way. He was actually interested in you, not just your services.
That´s exactly how you find yourself in the situation you´re in right now, perched on his lap as he gazes at you like some jewel, only his. These meetings between you have been going on for a bit now. His hand rests on the curve of your ass, ocassionally running up to caress your waist as you speak.
"I´m glad it was a good day today, sweetheart." He cooes to you, glancing at the money tucked in your panties. "But you didn´t let any of them touch you, no?" John asks, giving a little squeeze. You shake your head in response. "Course not, only you get the private dances," You say sweetly, pressing a kiss to his cheek. It´s not satisfactory for him, it seems. His hand gently grips your chin to turn it towards him.
Until now, the two of you had been.. unlabelled. You kissed sometimes, made out, but it hadn´t gone further than that. Purely because you weren´t sure if you were a woman for the side. He came every so often during the week, but hadn´t asked you out. John really wanted to change that.
"I want you to be mine," John grunts, holding your face towards him. "I am yours." You reply softly, gazing up at him with big eyes. "Not what I mean, love." He counters, letting go of you and leaning back on the couch with a sigh, "Actually mine. Girlfriend. Partner. Lover." John continues, holding onto your hips to shift you a little closer. You can feel your cheeks flush red, and you smile shyly.
Affection from men was not unknown to you, but the way John did it was just so.. different. "I don´t mind your work, yeah? Not at all. I trust you. I just really want us to be.. Us. Not some unlabelled situation." He says softly. He opens his mouth again to continue his sentence, thinking of another way to convince you, but when you lean forward and kiss him it becomes quite obvious to him that you don´t need convincing.
John lets out a low hum as you kiss him, wrapping his arms around you a little tighter. Jesus, he loved you. He was sure. You shift in your position to sit on his thigh, shamelessly grinding against his pants as you kiss him. Your action causes him to pull away and smirk.
"Oh? Needy, love?" John teases, his hands guiding your hips to move against him with a little more pressure. You nod and whine in response, moving back and forth on his leg. "Jus' like that, baby.." He says, looking at where your crotch connect with his leg. You´re soaking through your panties, he can see the damp spot.
You keep going, your eyes flickering shut. Just at that moment, John stops you, making you whine at the loss of contact. He´s grinning. Bastard. "Maybe we should finish this at my place, mmh?" He asks, rubbing your hips. Right. You forgot you were still in the club, not in your own little world with him.. You give a quick nod, moving off of his thigh. John presses a kiss to your temple and gets your jacket.
The drive home was.. interesting.
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My mom took me to see him once when I was a kid. We went down to the recording studio. I asked her to put me in my best trousers. We weren`r allowed in. I was saying to the bloke on the door, “You don`t understand. He`s my dad. He`s asked to see me.” In the end, their manager came down, and he took us into a side room, and he was having a go at mom, saying, “If this is about money, you have to go through lawyers, not pull a stunt like this.” At some point, I realized he hadn`t invited us. It was all mom. Rokeby did come down, though. Probably heard the shouting. I had snot all over my face `cause I`d been crying. I`m... wiping it off. I didn`t want to look like a whiny kid. I didn`t want to ruin it. Rokeby and mom were shouting at each other, and eventually... he did look at me. And he said, “This was a fucking accident.” I thought he meant the situation. Even after we left, I thought he was gonna find me and say, “Sorry about that. Having a bad day. Didn`t mean it.” I mean... I was wearing my best trousers. And that`s why I`ve never worn trousers again.
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bg3fan · 4 months
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How to bake your way to a smith's heart
"You´re staring again"
Emma´s voice near your ear startles you, turning around you see her smug grin "I can´t blame you, he does look like a snack tho" she teases again.
You give her a little smack on her shoulder while your cheeks burn up.
"Stop it, I was only wondering when he would take a break, I mean it seems like he is there 24 hours."
Emma chuckles, "and here I thought you were dreaming about your wedding night with him" you take a little flour and throw it in her face which leaves you giggling now.
However you weren´t expecting her to throw some back, but luckily for you the next customer arrived or else she would have bathed you in it.
With a quick wipe of your face you continue to kneed the dough infront of the window while she serves the customer.
After shaping the dough into little animals, which are getting popular by the little kids, you see Emma approaching you with a basket.
"Today is your turn to run around the city," you say with a raised eyebrow.
"It´s not an earrand, I was thinking perhaphs you could bring the break to him since you´re so worried about him" she again teases you with this as she fills the basket with little sweet pasteries and a bottle of handmade lemonade.
You wipe your hands on your apron, unsure of her idea "i dont know, maybe he won´t welcome me if I dont purchase anything" you sigh while she puts the basket into your hands "maybe he likes to be alone?"
Emma shakes her head. "Listen, and listen good." she continues as soon as you nod "Nobody and I mean nobody can turn down these delicious pastries, especially if they are for free. Even if he doesn´t like the sweets, then he will definitely enjoy the lemonade." she speaks with encouragement.
"Also he´ll have to meet you again because you will leave the basket with him, alright?" she squeezes your side before turning you around and practically shoving you out of the little bakery."Now off, you go, my little dove," and slams the door behind you close.
You tell yourself that it´s ok, you´re only being frendly as a neighbor but you can´t help the way your hands sweating and your face burning up.
You only need to cross this street and the stairs above and you're right there then.
Midway the staircase, you think about turning around and leaving before you can embarrass yourself.
"Can I help you?" and the idea of leaving is being shoved aside as you see him slowly approaching you.
In fact, every thought is being shoved aside because of the way he looks so much better up close than from your window. The little skin he shows covered in sweat while his forarms exposed makes your knees weak.
He raises his eyebrows curiously, and you realize that you´ve been staring up at him for quite some time now. Hurriedly, you go up the remaining stairs.
"I´m sorry to interupt your work but I´ve brought you some sweets and fresh lemonade" you stammer out while holding the basket up to him, "It´s just I´ve kind of noticed that you rarely take any breaks so I thought I could help you out somehow"
Mentally you´re slapping yourself. Now you seem like a stalker but to your surprise, his face lights up in a warm and friendly smile.
"Oh my, thank you so much! You didn´t have to do that. Unfortunately, I haven´t had time to take a break today, but now I´ll definitely take one."
He takes the basket from you, and behind him, you can see his tail wagging happily, which causes you to blush even more.
"I hope it´s to your tasting if not I could bring you something else we have a lot of different things," you ramble without a real thought in mind "I just guessed you´re more of the sweet person than salty but if that´s not the case I could bring you something else." and again, you slap yourself mentaly, why do you need to repeat something you´ve already said?
He seems to notice your inner turmoil as he lets a small chuckle out. "Don´t worry, I indeed am more of a sweets person." He reasurses you and takes a bite out of a pastry, and his tails wags some more in excitement.
"These are amazing! And the lemonade is perfect for a hot day like today. " He smiles at you again, but he seems like he forgot something.
"Oh! I´m so sorry, I haven´t intruduced myself properly." He extends his hand for you to shake "My name is Dammon, what´s yours?"
You take his hand, and you can´t help but feel how much rougher and firmer his hand is compared to yours. "I´m [Name]" you bashfully answer.
"It´s a pleasure to meet you, [Name]" and you could pass out by the way he says your name, but he unfortunately lets go of your hand. "I´ll definitely be stopping by for a few treats whenever I´m not smithing."
He puts your basket on a table nearby as he grabs the hammer again. "Thank you again. These really are delicious. Now I must get back to work, but perhaps we can talk some more later?"
You immediately nod and hurriedly apologize "yes, yes, of course again, I´m so sorry for interuppting your work" and before he can even open his mouth, you are already turning around to leave as fast as you can.
As you pass by the front desk of your bakery, Emma is quick to follow you, and you can´t help but pace around the storage room to calm down. "Tell me everything," she demands. And with some deep breaths, you tell her how the meeting went.
"So not only does he look, but he's also a grateful and respectful person? Also, you're closing the bakery today, " she nudges your side as she wiggles with her eyebrows.
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I couldn't hold myself back. I needed some more dammon content, and I thought this idea was too cute to not write for. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did :)
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luchitohamilton · 8 months
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lewis with moritz steidl back at the austrian gp '23 [x][x]
My whole life also people said "you can’t", when I was a kid people said "you can’t", when I was at school my teachers said "you can’t", when I said I wanted to be a Formula 1 World Champion they said "you can’t". I’ve had team drivers and drivers, so many people, so, so many people trying to create that narrative and let that set into your head and if you let that into your head it can become a reality, right?, so just blocking it out, continue to believe, that's been the key and then proving people wrong, it’s the best thing ever and I think that’s part of our role, on this Earth, right, is to prove them wrong.
There are two cuts of this interview so I put both in the video and then transcribed them as one 👇
Edit: They posted another version that you can watch here
I have a quote here, Mohammed Ali once said, and I often relate this to myself, “Just remember you don’t have to be what they want you to be”. Do you know this quote? Do you like it?
Yeah, I like that. Definitely, I mean, you see how I’ve navigated over the time that I’ve been here in this sport. It’s been a challenge, you know, and you have of course, I’m sure, your own challenges. I think always just knowing yourself and staying true to yourself is the most important thing and not trying to change yourself to suit what other people think.
I think on the racing side of things, yeah, the narrative’s been interesting in the past year, you know, it’s a new scenario to have a new driver, George he has nothing to lose, zero, you know, so if he finished behind, they say “well, you’re driving against a 7-time world champion”, if he finishes ahead, is a win-win all the time, but for me if I finish ahead it’s kind of like “oh, well you’re 7-time world champion [so it’s expected]”, you know, and finishing behind is all doom and gloom, you know, so uhm, I just don’t read any of that stuff so I’m not like, I don’t get sucked in by the BS as you mentioned, you know, I just focus on everyday trying to be the best version, trying to work towards building the best version of myself, physically, mentally
And when people say like “you can’t” and then, my motivation, is to work extremely hard to prove them so wrong and I think, their faces, you look at them and they are like "he's really has done it", you know what I mean?
Yeah, I love that. I have that, I can empathized with what you're saying there, my whole life also people said "you can’t", when I was a kid people said "you can’t", when I was at school my teachers said "you can’t", when I said I wanted to be a Formula 1 World Champion they said "you can’t". I’ve had team drivers and drivers, so many people, so, so many people trying to create that narrative and let that set into your head and if you let that into your head it can become a reality, right?, so just blocking it out, continue to believe, that's been the key and then proving people wrong, it’s the best thing ever and I think that’s part of our role, on this Earth, right, is to prove them wrong and, yeah.
I remember when I was joining this team, Niki was one of those, he said, “You can’t be doing this, you can’t be doing that” and then, you know, in one of the races he was saying to Toto “He can’t be doing this things [going to a fashion show in New York right before the Singapore GP in 2018]. There’s no way, he can't be traveling here and arriving here fully focused” and I arrived, and I did the best time in Singapore in qualifying and he was like “Ok, maybe he can” so, you know, even the young to old, you're having to prove that too.
You’re a 7-time World Champion, someone who’s known in most of the world. Do you also sometimes, at home, its silence, you have self doubt?
Uhm, there’s definitely…I wouldn’t be human if that, if I weren´t ever on the wrong days having self-doubt. More often than not I don’t have it but it sometimes pops up, sometimes it's creeps up, and that´s part of my experience of growing up, you know, with these people telling you "you can't" and the sometimes it creeps inside, that voice that comes and says, you know, "you´re no good", " you don't look good" or "you're not this", "you're not beautiful", all these different things and I've just learned to really continue to develop a strong mental approach to my days so that can penetrate me ever.
When there are some people around, they know if I have self-doubt and I go to them. You also have these kind of people around you?
I would say if there was ever somebody it was always my dad. I mean, I went into the boxing ring and this kid beat me up in the boxing ring and I was like "I don't want to go back in. I can't do it" and my dad said "Yes, you can" and that was the first time he told me "Yes, you can", and those words are so powerful. You tell yourself that every day, then, it can liberate you, you know, so I tell myself in the morning [You can meditate] Yeah, tell myself this morning "Oh, maybe I can't do this" "Yes, you can". So, anytime those doubts come around I just I would rather just keep telling myself "Yes, you can. Yes, you can. Yes, you can". If I go to the gym and I don't feel I could do the weights [I would say] "You can do it. You got this", and that's just all in the mind and my mind is so infinitely powerful, that we don’t even realize and so it's making sure we’re feeding it with the right positive information.
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noellefan101 · 4 months
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Baby Sitting Is Not Always Easy
Characters: Klee, Qiqi, Sayu
Summary: you were asked to baby sit them, how did it go?
Warnings: fully platonic!!, not romantic, reader is not the traveler, bombs(klee), maybe ooc
Note: i wanted to do smt for the kids, so here i am. if you think of them romantically, get out of here, pls. (Man I hate writer's block, I have litterlly no ideas for anything) updated with: wtf this is so long ago im finally f*cking done, luv you
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You were so kindly asked by Jean and Albedo to babysit Klee for a few days/you don´t know if you regret that or not/since it was a busy time for the nights, and you were their best option that weren´t too busy.
you didn´t do much the first day, other than trying to get Klee to not bomb something. and then getting her to play small games all day instead, so you played hide and seek for at least a few hours. in the middle of a game of hide and seek she got a little distracted with some crystal flies in the area, and started trying to catch some for you. she eventually caught one and showed it to you, and then made you get down to her level so she could put it in your hair.
What she enjoyed the most: she mostly enjoyed it when you let her bomb something, even though it was just a ruin guard(it was away from people, and couldn´t harm anything). and she also loved to make glitter bombs with you, though now there´s glitter all over you both.
"If big brother albedo and all the other nights are busy again, could big sibling y/n come and babysit Klee again" that´s what she asked you on the way home, with her best puppy eyes i might add.
Qiqi
It was really hectic in the pharmacy, so Baizhu kindly asked you to look after Qiqi for a day or two, since they were all busy and also didn't want Qiqi to work too much. Although she wanted to help.
What she enjoyed the most: she really liked when you helped her gather some flowers for Baizhu. she wasn´t asked to do it, but she overheard some of the workers there needing some more flowers for someone's medicine, so she wanted to help out. but of course, she was under your watch, so you helped her get them.
She got distracted a few times, by finces, pretty flowers/veiws, and ofc Yao Yao, speaking of Yao Yao, she joined you both half way since she had also went flower collecting, as she wanted to make a flower crown for granny. and she was helpfull for sure, especially with keeping Qiqi occupied and not getting distracted as often. she had to leave at some point though, so you helped Qiqi say goodbye and get the last few flowers before carrying her back to the pharmacy.
When you got back Qiqi was about half asleep, and was even worse at remembering things, but it was fine, and you would totally do it again.
"if Baizhu is... uhm extra busy again can you... look after Qiqi again?" she asked just after you had gone collecting flowers with her how is a zombie that fucking adorable.
Sayu
you were asked by the Kamisato siblings, and Guuji Yae herself, to babysit Sayu for them. of course you accepted the task (otherwise you wouldn´t be here, duh) and were told to pick her up the next morning. as they were all going to be busy with preparing for a festival that's coming up, as well as with the rest of the shrine.
the first day was rather normal, for her at least. she slept through almost all of it, while you just carried her around, and did some other tasks you also had to do that day.
the second day was the most interesting, in your words. maybe it was the fact that she had to do some training. or maybe it was you cooking for her, cooking whatever she wanted. but she loved the food you cooked for her, and even wanted to try herself. so you taught her how to cook some basic recipes of your own, she was pretty good at it, but was very tired after the first two. so you put her to sleep for a few hours, and then you could continue after if she wanted.
What she enjoyed the most: the thing she enjoyed the most was(ofc)sleeping, on your lap to be specific. she normally sleeps a lot but it just felt better on your lap that day, especially because nobody could come and annoy her about work.
"y/n? can you come and babysit me again? i would love to sleep like this again" she asked while half asleep in your lap.
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Thank you for reading this "small" fic of mine, luv you-Masterlist
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maxiel01 · 3 months
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Top Gun Maverick - New Blood
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Pairing: eventually Bradley Bradshaw x female reader, Pete Mitchell x female redader (parental figure)
Summary: When Lieutenant Y/N Y/LN is called for a special mission to Top Gun, she doesn´t hesitate a second. After her last deployment, she is longing for friendship and finding a family. Will it happen? Or will she be alone again?
TW: not much yet, potentionally mental health issues, anxiety, panic attacks, angst, inaccurately described military environment
Lenght of this chapter: 3561 words
AN: Hello guys! I´m sorry it took so long, but I had a lot of things going on with school etc. BUT here is the second chapter. Hope you will like it and once again, be aware of potential grammar mistakes. Also, any form of constructive criticism is always welcomed. Have a wonderful day and happy reading!
2nd Chapter
The walk from the Kazansky household to The Hard Deck wasn´t exactly a short one. You walked for about forty minutes when you finally saw the building. It was looking rather nice, and it certainly belonged to that spot. You saw a few cars outside, but not much. Well, it was about 5:30PM so it was a little early to be in a bar. Still, there were some people and after a few seconds of hesitation you made your way inside.
If you thought that the exterior was nice, the inside was even better. There were pool tables, boards for darts, jukebox and even a piano. Overall, the bar had a nice vibe and you weren´t surprised that a lot of people would come here. You slowly made your way to the bar, where you jumped on one of the barstools. Before you could check your surroundings, a voice startled you a bit. "Hi, can I get you something?" said an older man behind the bar. "Oh, Hi, yes, do you have something non-alcoholic, like a fruit beer or something?" you asked. "Well, we certainly have something, but I will call Penny for you, I´m more in an alcoholic beer and spirits department." he smiled and disappeared in some room. You had some time to look around the bar. There were some people in civilian clothes like you, then a few in a military outfit straight from work, and then two men in an official navy clothes. They were looking young, not as young as you, but they were definitely on the younger side. They were playing darts, and it looked like that the one was losing by a lot of points. Before you were able to read the names on their patches, a very nice-looking woman stood in front of you.
"Hi, I´m Penny, Jimmy said that you would like something with no alcohol." she said while smiling kindly at you. “Hi, yeah, yeah that’s me.” you said smiling as well. “Well in that case what would you like, I can make you some mocktails, or we have a lot of soft drinks.” she offered. “I would take you up on that offer of mocktail, please.” you replied. “Okay, is there anything particular you would like to have, or do I have a free hand.” she said with a mischievous grin on her face. “I will give you a free hand.” you smirked at her. “Alright, alright, any food allergies I should be aware of?” she asked kindly. “Not that I know of, fortunately.” you answered and smiled at her. “Okay, I will make you my daughter’s favorite. It’s not too sweet but not too bitter, well you will see for yourself in a minute.” she smiled as she was leaving for something in the back room. “I’ll be right back.” she called behind her back and disappeared.
You wanted to watch the pair of guys who were playing darts, but you suddenly felt a presence next to you. "Hey Jimmy, can you get me a beer please?" came the voice from a man that sat down on the barstool next to yours. "Coming right up." Jimmy said and started to serve the beer. You slowly turned your head to see the man next to you. He was wearing a leather jacket and a simple shirt. He had short dark brown or black hair, and you caught a glimpse of his green eyes. Before he could see you staring at him, you turned your head back and looked for Penny.
"Oh my god, you´ve got to be kidding me." said Penny as she suddenly reappeared. "Pete, what are you doing here?" she came again when she was standing right in front of you and the man sitting next to you. "Penny? What are you doing here?" said the man. "I bought this place three years ago, I should be asking that question, but let me guess… You pissed off another admiral?" she asked with a mischievous look in her eyes. Admiral? Well, that meant that he is from the navy as well. What was weird, was the fact that he wasn’t wearing any uniform or civilian outfit off the navy. People from the army more often than not wore uniforms on the daily basis, just that people would immediately see who they were. You guessed that this man was probably different. He and Penny were talking for a bit before she rang the bell and then realized that she was still holding your drink.
"Oh no. I´m so sorry, I´m such an idiot. There is your drink, sweets." she apologized immediately and put the glass in front of you. "That´s okay, it seems like you two have a lot to discuss." you smiled and waved your hand in dismissal. "No, no, no, I´m really sorry...It´s strawberry daiquiri, non-alcoholic of course, hope you will like it." she said with a wink. "Oh, I don´t doubt that, it looks amazing." you said and took a sip. "And it even tastes amazing, thanks." you added with a smile. "Oh, I almost forgot, your name´s Penny Benjamin, right?" you asked suddenly. She stopped wiping the beer glass, to give you her full attention. "Yes, that´s my name, why do you ask?" she asked curiously. "Don´t worry, it´s just that I was told to tell you that Tom and Sarah Kazansky say hi." you said, and she immediately smiled. "Thank you so much. If you see them again soon, tell them I say hi as well please.", "Will do." you assured her and took another sip.
"Excuse me, but you know Iceman?" asked the man next to you. You snapped your head in his direction and smiled at him. "Yes, well I mean just a little bit, why do you ask?" you said curiously. "Well, Iceman is my friend, so I was just curious." he answered and returned the smile. "Oh, that´s cool." you said, not knowing how exactly you should keep going. Penny then returned and struck a conversation with the man again. Suddenly, you heard a female voice shouting from across the bar. "Bradshaw!" You and the man both whipped your head to the front door. There stood a man with aviators on, white shirt and unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt over it. He had a moustache and some scars across his face. You couldn´t deny it, he looked good. Then you remembered. Bradshaw, that was one of the names Tom was talking about. "Well Penny, thanks for the drink, I think that it´s time to meet some new people. Wish me luck." you said nervously and smiled at Penny. "You got it, girl." she encouraged you.
You felt the eyes of the man who was sitting next to you following you for your whole way to the other side of the bar. You were met with a sight of about eight naval aviators, judging by their clothes, and then the guy with a Hawaiian shirt. "I´m very good Rooster, too good to be true, actually." one of the guys said. You recognized him as the one who was playing darts when you came into the bar. They all exchanged weird looks and Rooster, which now you were certain was the guy in the Hawaiian shirt and a girl you saw for the first time, whispered something between them. "Well now or never." you said to yourself and took a deep breath. You made your way over to them. Before you managed to come just next to them, you saw a guy with glasses sitting on one of the barstools alone. You felt like it would go easier with him, since he was already alone, and you wouldn´t interrupt any conversation. You came closer to him.
"Hi, can I sit here?" you asked and pointed to the stool next to him. "Yeah, yeah, sure." he was a little surprised but let you sit next to him. He then nervously looked over at you. "I´m Y/N, but you can call me Moons or Moonfoot, I don´t really mind." you smiled and offered a hand to him. He looked at it for a while and then made an eye contact with you. "I´m Robert Floyd, but you can call me Bob." he smiled and shook your hand. "Well Bob, it´s really nice to meet you." you said and chuckled. "Same goes to you. I guess you´ve been called back to Top Gun as well?" he asked. "Oh, well, not really. I´ve never been to Top Gun before, but I was called there, yes. Some special mission or something, I don´t really know much." you answered honestly. "Then we are on the same boat Y/N. All of us..." he then made a motion with his head. "...were called for a secret mission. Looks like you are stuck with us." he added with a smile. "Yep, seems like it." you nodded. "So, are you a pilot or WSO?" he then asked. "It´s kinda weird but..." before you could finish your sentence, a girl’s voice interrupted you.
"Bob, who is your friend?" asked the girl from earlier. "Oh, this is Y/N." he answered with a blush. She looked at you and smiled. "Well, it´s nice to meet you Y/N, I´m Natasha and this is Bradley." she then pointed at the guy next to him. "You can call us Phoenix and Rooster." she added and offered you a hand. "Nice to meet you too guys, I´m Moonfoot, I´m okay with Moons as well." you said and shook the hand with her and then with Rooster. "Guess you are here for the mission?" asked Rooster. "Yes, yes, we are on the same boat." You smiled. "That´s for sure." snickered Phoenix and all of you laughed for a bit. She then started to talk with Bob, which resulted in you staying in a weird silence with Rooster.
"Hey Moons, can you play the piano?" he asked suddenly. "No, not really." you answered honestly. "Can you sing?" he tried again. "That I can, I mean, I don´t know if it sounds good, but I can...I also can play a bit of a piano, but not much. And now I´m talking too much, sorry." you sighed. He just chuckled in response. "Doesn´t matter, come on." he then grabbed your hand and pulled you over to the piano. He sat down and pulled you down on the seat next to him.
"Alright, well do you know Great balls of fire?" he asked looking at you through his aviators that he putted on again. "Not really..." you sheepishly smiled. "Oh my god, woman, where do you live? Under the rock?" he exclaimed dramatically, and you laughed. "Well, it´s an old song, isn´t it? Sorry, I wasn´t living in the States, I know mostly the well-known ones." you try to defend yourself. "What are you waiting for, then? Search it on your phone and let´s do this." he chuckled again and pushed you a bit by his shoulder. "Okay, okay, calm your jets, I´m looking for it." you sighed and tried to find the song. "I got it Bradley." you smiled when the site loaded, and you were able to read it. "Finally, thought that we would grow old before you find it." he teased you a bit. "Whatever chicken." you fired back, at which he turned at you with a mock hurt. "Ts, you will take that back, but first, disconnect the jukebox please." he motioned with his head to the plug. "Oh yeah? And someone will throw a glass at me." you laughed but went to do it anyway.
Neither you nor Rooster saw, that the man who was sitting next to you was looking at both of you with a fond smile on his face. When you unplugged the jukebox, there was a lot of noise of complaint. You quickly went back to the piano and slid over next to Rooster. "I´m not doing that again." you exclaimed, which made him chuckle. "Yeah, yeah...let´s tune this baby." he sighed excitedly and played some of the keys. That attracted the attention of the crowd and in a minute came Phoenix, Bob, and Fanboy and all of them stood around the piano. You suddenly heard the crowd going "Overboard, overboard!" you looked at Rooster to see his reaction. It seemed like he didn´t pay to this any attention, so you didn´t react as well. He suddenly looked at you with a raised eyebrow. "Are you ready, Moons? Even with your little helper?" he chuckled and motioned to your phone. "I was born ready chicken." you fired back, and he laughed. Then he started playing the song and you sang along with him.
"You shake my nerves, and you rattle my brain.... Too much love drives a man insane, you broke my will, but what a thrill, Goodness gracious, great balls of fire!" you sang along and enjoyed every moment of it. Sometimes during the song, you and Rooster made an eye contact and smiled at each other. Again, neither one of you saw the man looking at you from the beach. The only difference was that now, he wasn´t looking at you like before, with a kind expression, now it was with pain. After the song ended, you stayed there with Rooster for one more song. He then bowed to the crowd and plugged the jukebox in again.
You didn´t even notice that all of your fellow pilots already left. Now it was just you and Rooster and some other people around the bar. You looked at your phone and gasped when you saw that it was almost midnight. "Well, as nice as it was, I should head home. We have to be up and ready early tomorrow, and I don´t want to fall asleep during the first lesson." you laughed and putted on your hoodie. "What? It´s already almost midnight? No way...Well, let´s go." he grabbed you by your shoulders and both of you exited the bar. "Hold on, hold on Rooster, where do you think we are going? I need to go the other way." you laughed as he was pulling you over to his Bronco.
"Do you have a car?" he asked, not answering your question. "No I don´t, why?" you responded. "Well, then I´m taking you home." he added. "No, that is okay, I can walk, it´s only like twenty to thirty minutes’ walk." you assured him with a smile. "It could be a ten-minute ride. And you are insane if you think that I would let you walk alone." he said sternly. "Okay, okay, thank you." you thanked him with a smile. "That´s more like it." he said contentedly. He opened the doors for you, and you sat inside. "You have a nice car, I love it." you looked at him. "Thanks, it´s my dad´s." he replied. "So… where to?" he asked. "I will give you directions along the way, just head to the main street to San Diego." you said. "You got it." he started driving.
"So... you live on base?" you asked while looking through the window. "Nope, I´m living in a house here. My parents actually lived here, when my dad went to Top Gun. They loved it, the beaches, sun and so on, so they bought it." he said. "Oh that´s cool. Your dad was at Top Gun? So, you are walking in your father´s footsteps, right?" you smiled. "You could say that yeah. Now it´s my turn to ask questions. How come you can play only a kid’s song on a piano?" he smirked, and he was alluding to the conversation you two had in the bar.  "Oh, come on! Look, I´ve tried to teach myself how to do it, but I can only play the flute and read tones." you described. "Well, you must be a pretty shitty teacher, then." he laughed.
You didn´t though, you knew that it wasn´t meant to hurt you, and it was only a joke, but it struck you straight into your heart. It felt like you were back home. Bradley must have sensed that something wasn´t right because he looked over at you and started apologizing. "I´m sorry, I didn’t mean it badly..." he tried, but you caught him off. "No, no, no, you are right, I couldn´t taught myself to do it no matter how hard I tried." you chuckled, and it was certain that he was relieved.
"If you would like, I could teach you how to play." he then added. "Really? You would do that?" you asked immediately. "Of course, I have a piano at home so..." he assured you with a smile. "Thank you, you are amazing, Bradley." you said and smiled. "Do you, by any chance, know if there is some store that is still opened?" you asked after a minute of silence. "Well, there is one...Do you need something?" he asked and turned right. "If you wouldn´t mind?" you sheepishly said. "I don´t mind, really. But let´s be quick, okay? I´m kinda tired." he said with a yawn. "You didn´t have to take me there Bradley, now I feel bad." you said. "No, don´t feel bad, it was my idea, besides I need something as well." he assured you as he came to a stop in the parking lot.
You then split up and made your way through the shop. You thought that you could bake something real quick for tomorrow morning, so you grabbed flour, eggs, sugar and some other things. Also, yeast and milk for bread that you wanted to make. Then some essentials and after a few minutes you were by the cash register waiting for Rooster. After you paid for your stuff, he came out. "Well, well, well, you told me to be quick and look at you, it took you longer than me." you taunted him which resulted in him sending you a sarcastic smirk. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, would you like to walk home now miss." he fired back as you approached his Bronco. "No, thank you, sir, even though it´s a fascinating offer." you laughed as you closed the door on the passenger’s side.
You were talking for the whole ride home, you were laughing so much, that it made you think when was the last time you laughed that much. Probably during your college or even before that. "And that´s it, that´s my house for the next couple of days or weeks or who knows." you smiled. The Bronco then came to a stop. "You´ve got to be kidding me." he exclaimed, and you looked at him confusedly. "What? Is something wrong?" you asked. He then started to laugh. "No, no, nothing´s wrong, it´s just...you see the house at the end of the street." he pointed at one of the houses. "Well, yes, I do." you said confusedly. "Well, I live there." he said and looked over at you. "No way! Now that´s cool." you laughed as well as you were exiting the car. You took your shopping with you and walked over to the driver’s side of the car.
"Well, thank you very much, kind sir." you smiled at him. "You are very welcome, miss." he replied. "I´ll pick you up tomorrow morning, well I guess today around 6:30 okay?" he then said while looking at his watch. "You don´t have to, really, I can probably walk there or something." You really didn´t want to cause any trouble to him. "Look, if I didn´t want to, I wouldn’t have proposed it. So just be ready by 6:30 or I´m leaving without you." there it was again, his smirk. "Oh, you wouldn´t dare." you laughed. "Would you like to test the theory, miss?" he smirked again. "We will see tomorrow sir, goodnight." You said and made your way to the front door. "Goodnight little miss." you heard him say and speeding away with the Bronco, which was comical, because no longer than 5 seconds later he had to brake and park his car by his house. You chuckled again and waved at him, since he could clearly see you. He caught your wave and waved back.
After that, you unlocked your front door and stepped inside. You immediately locked the door behind you and checked if the house was safe. Talk about overthinking and anxiety. When you made sure that everything was okay and no one was in, you made your way to the bathroom. You took a quick shower and then walked back to the kitchen. You cleaned up the shopping and decided to make something for breakfast. After ten minutes it was in the oven and you´ve decided to make a snack for tomorrow, you didn´t know if there would be any chance to get food, so you wanted to be prepared. After half an hour, you packed everything up and cleaned after yourself. You looked at your phone and saw that it was already almost 2 AM. You quickly brushed your teeth and made your way back to the living room. Furthermore, you unfolded the couch and took your duvet and pillow from your upstairs bedroom and putted it on the couch. After that you sighed, set up an alarm to 6 AM and laid down. You were tossing and turning for a while, but after some time you finally managed to fall asleep.
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Mc stuck in a high place but with the Side Characters
as wanted from @hornyf0ckers , hope you´ll like it
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Diavolo:
you managed to get on the roof of the Demon Lord´s Castle?
He has some questions for you but first he has to get you down
but instead of flying up there and getting you himself
he wants to do a trust exercise which is you jumping and him catching you and yes he does not care that you could seriously injure yourself
he does not get why you´re still hesitant
don´t worry he won´t let you fall just because he is curious about what would happen :)
actually why did he say that? And now your summoning Lucifer who will definitely scold him now for not finishing his work
Barbatos:
this is the fifth time this happened which means he won´t help you
let´s just ignore the fact that this time he threw you up because he saw a mouse
he still won´t help you, which is partly because he´s hiding from it
as soon as you get down you´ll find a bunch or rats and mice and release them in the Castle
teaches him to not help the Human who is terrified of heights and this time didn´t even do anything to get stuck up there
he will definitely murder you for it but it will be worth it
Solomon:
who put you on top of the fridge? what do you mean you hide there yourself?
because of his cooking? his soup wasn´t that bad! you´re only saying this because it tried to bite you!
but every time he tried to get you down you bite him and his magic doesn´t work against you either
guess he has to hope plan B works
which is just him getting Barbatos to make sweets and hoping you will get down to eat them
or his soup finds the way up the fridge it´s already circling it
actually maybe that´s the reason why you refuse to get down
Simeon:
w-why are you stuck on one of the cupboards? how did you get up there? what do you mean someone placed you there?! he told Solomon to stop that!
I mean he doesn´t know who could have put you there and he totally doesn´t say that because he doesn´t want you trying to stab Solomon again
the only reason why Solomon doesn´t get hunted for sport is that Simeon promised you sweets when you behave
what he doesn´t know is that you crossed your fingers when you promised that also he never said you weren´t allowed to hunt Solomon after getting your treat
Luke:
he´s just a little guy what´s he supposed to do
I mean he at least offers you a ladder and get´s pouty if you actually call him a little guy
like any other child he will insist that he´s an adult
...and now he want´s to get you down himself
at least he´s a bit grateful you didn´t call him a chihuahua, he would have just left you there alone if you would have called him a little kid
back on track because he tried to get you down both of you are now stuck
let´s just hope Simeon find´s you both and doesn´t ask why both of you are up there
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manddor · 2 years
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FAKE DATING — five hargreeves
— warnings: anxiety, your ex is toxic, alcohol, fluff, fake dating
— word count: 837
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"five, will you be my boyfriend?" you said without thinking in a best way of asking this. his brows furrow. "oh lord, this is not what i meant... i mean, there is this boy and he’s stalking me and i need you to pretend to be my boyfriend so he’ll stop."
"are you kidding? why me?" he said drinking his coffee, but not tooking his smart eyes from you.
"oh believe me, if i had another option i wouldn’t ask you" you said sarcastically, but he looked offended somehow.
"do i need to know something about him before?"
"just that he was an asshole. we were in a relationship but now i don’t want anything and he keeps following me everywhere i go... and today i am goig to a party, so i thought..."
"yes. i will go with you, y/n" he rolled his eyes like it was the most difficult task someone asked him.
"yay!" you hugged him from excitment. "thank you brother"
"i am not your brother, y/n" he pulled away from your hug. you really didn’t understood why he acted such a jerk with you. he called allison his sister and klaus his brother. you all were a family but he seemed to really hate you for saying this.
"okay." you rolled your eyes. "i made some rules..." he laughed sarcastically.
"why do you always need to make the rules, y/n?"
"first rule: don’t be an asshole! this one will be so difficult for you, huh? second rule: no matter what, we´re not going to kiss"
"ew, this wasn’t at the plan anyways."
"rule number three: you have to pretend that you love me and only me." he smirked.
"let’s go party... my love" he said grabbing his jacket. you felt butterflies on your stomach, but this could be just anxiety.
when you arrived there, you noticed it would be a big party. it was filled with people and you saw rafe. the boy you were currently hating and you noticed that it was a terrible idea. rafe was super popular and you were a 'freak' like he used to say. "okay, we´re leaving now" you grabbed his arm but he didn´t move.
"y/n, let’s do this. the sooner we do this, the sooner it’s over." he said seriously and you agreed. at least you weren´t alone. "i´m going to take our drink." five went to the kitchen and you stood alone.
you were analyzing which were the closest exits in case something went wrong. but rafe stood in front of you. "y/n! i thought you wouldn’t come. you’re really pretty tonight"
"thanks rafe..." you said a little shy.
"why don’t we go upstairs so we can talk? the music here is loud."
"i’m fine here" you said but he looked so angry.
"oh, you are coming with me. right now" he said grabbing your arm agressively.
"any problem here?" five showed by your side. "take your drink, honey." he gave you a whiskey and left his arms around your waist. your heart was warm.
"you have company, huh?" rafe said.
"he is my..." you hesited not knowing if five would like to be called...
"boyfriend. nice to meet you." he completed for you and smiled to the boy. rafe wanted to punch his face, you could tell.
"nice to see you moved on, y/n. seeing he’s a freak just like you." rafe said.
"nice to see that you handled well with the breakup, man!" you could tell that five also wanted to punch his face, he was clenching his jaw - but he was trying his harder to look lovely. because in five’s mind you would date someone lovely. "hope you enjoy the party."
rafe leaved snorting. "thank you... that was really nice of you."
"i expected this boy was going to be prettier... honestly, y/n, you need glasses. you deserve better" he said trying to make you laugh. but you wanted to cry because five was perfect for you.
five grabbed your hand and placed them around his neck, while he guided you trough the slow dance. he looked so soft, with a small smile on his lips, big green eyes staring at yours. your heart was racing and you wished this wasn’t fake at all.
"they’re staring." you whispered.
"let them" he said pulling you closer. "you know... this is easier than i thought."
"this is against the rules, five" you said feeling like he could kiss you anytime by now.
"you always make the rules and i always break them." you could feel his coffee and whiskey breath. you couldn’t think straight right now, all of the people that were by your side suddenly disappeared. it was just y/n, five and that love flame that you always had.
he kissed you gently and softly. "it was always you, darling."
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Ambassador of the Heart |Part 2.|
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PAIRING — Kim Hongjoong x afab!ModelReader
SUMMARY — An encounter at the Balmain Winter Show 2023 leaves you flustered...
GENRE — FashionAU
WARNINGS — controlling men (not the members)
WORD COUNT — 1.5k
~Part 1~ |~Part 3~
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March 2023
“You want to go see what now?” your manager hissed, irritated by the news you had just shared with him.
You weren´t phased by his tone, already used to the mood swings the man sometimes had and instead continued munching on the snacks currently in your hands.
Waiting for the camera team to set up for your photo shooting, you had sat down on one of the couches specifically prepared for you and the other models hired to do the job while scrolling through you Insta feed which brought you to the current situation.
“I want to go see the Ateez concert tomorrow night. You remember the guy we met at the presentation a few days ago? He´s part of the group and they´re doing a Europe tour at the moment.”
The man put his hands on his hips, looking like a bird puffing out his feathers to appear more threatening.
“No!”
Looking away from the screen of your phone to eye him, you carefully considered what to say next.
“No? What do you mean no?”
“It means exactly what I said, y/n! You will not go see some concert of a man you don´t know!”
Juliana, who was cleaning up some of her utensils, was rolling her eyes at the man´s behavior while you had to school your face into neutral one.
You didn´t need a scandal just because someone from the staff misunderstood the way you looked at your manager.
“I´m sorry but since when is that a decision you can make?”
You put the phone down and leaned back on the couch, arms crossed as you were getting slightly annoyed.
“I am your manager!” the man snarled.
Nodding calmly, you fixed your eyes on him.
“Exactly! You are my manager, Cole, not my babysitter! Which means, if I want to go see a groups concert whose music caught my interest, I. will. Go!”
Your voice was low as you enunciated the last 3 words of your monologue.
The fact that this was even something you had to argue about was getting on your nerves! It was as if Cole thought you weren´t able to make decisions for yourself like some child!
“Come on Cole, she wants to go to a concert! Not buy drugs in a back alley… If she wants to go then you have no say in the matter!”
Juliana cut in, throwing the man a hard look.
He only huffed and stormed away, mumbling something you were sure was not for your ears.
You looked at the other woman thankfully.
“Remind me why I’m still paying him to be my manager?” you whined, letting your head rest on the back of the couch.
The stylist shrugged, not knowing what to answer.
If she was being honest, that was a question she had often asked herself already! Cole was good at his job no doubt, but the way he treated the people around him sometimes bordered on bullying!
Maybe that was also the reason why his wife had left him with her 2 kids, but that was a thought Juliana didn´t dare utter out loud.
“Don´t worry about him darling. Just go have fun tomorrow and tell me everything you know about this group. You really got me curious about them.”
She assured you with a gentle smile only to sit down next to you while you waited for your turn to be in front of the camera.
So that´s what you did.
You told her about everything. How you had searched the strangers name as soon as you got into the car after the presentation just 2 days ago. How you now have 99% of his groups songs on your playlist. How you binge watched fan edits of them all night to the point where you were severely exhausted the next day. How you adored the way his dimples showed when he smiled at his fans and how you confidently called yourself an Atiny now.
Juliana listened patiently, suppressing a fond smile.
And if she shot the management a text to get you backstage after the concert, you didn´t have to know about it until the next day….
The concert was amazing and you finally understood what fans meant when they talked about post-concert depression. The overwhelming sadness you felt as the boys went backstage after their last song was unlike anything you had ever experienced before!
You were getting up from your seat in the upper ranks when someone held you back.
The man who had touched your shoulder looked vaguely familiar but you couldn´t place from where you knew him. He showed you the little card attached to his jacket, telling you that he was part of the staff working for the groups you had just watched.
“Can you follow me, y/n-ssi?”
You hesitated. Was this really a good idea? Maybe you were getting tricked!
But the man did have an ID to confirm he was from the Staff so how bad could this be?
You just knew that Cole would whoop your ass if he knew that you actually considered following the man and maybe, for once, it seemed like he would be right!
This smelled like a trap.
A trap you were going to fall for if it was one as you nodded once and followed without asking more questions.
You had a hunched where he led you as you past the security with him to get into the artist area where you were greeted by 8 very tall men, getting ready to leave the arena.
It was the youngest who noticed you first, seemingly recognizing you as he waved enthusiastically at you. Gummy smile on full display as he elbowed the blonde half of the twin towers who looked confused by the sudden contact with his ribs.
The man beside you fake coughed to get the attention of the rest and you watched in amusement as 6 more heads whipped around to look at where the sound was coming.
“Annyeonghaseyo! I´m y/n!” you choked out in a hurry, probably making a fool out of yourself by how much you stumbled over the words as you introduced yourself.
But even then, you were glad you had decided to look up the few words when you had first found out what language the group spoke.
It didn´t take longer than a second for them to unfreeze and suddenly you were in the midst of the chaos that was Ateez as they did their group greeting.
Seonghwa stepped forward, leaving the stunned leader rooted to the ground.
“You watched, the concert?” he asked, fumbling with his words as much as you were earlier.
“Yes you were amazing. I really loved your performance!”
“Ah thank you!” Wooyoung yelled as he skipped over, promptly receiving a scolding glance from the eldest member for being so loud.
You had to admit that the younger topaz member had quickly taken the place as your bias wrecker so the pout he sends towards his hyung way made you want to squish his cheeks with your hands.
While his members were distracted talking to you, Hongjoong watched the interaction carefully.
It wasn´t that he didn´t want to talk to you, more that he was too shy to do it!
The rapper had been enamored ever since Oliver had officially introduced him to you and even before he had been curious as to whom the beauty in the elevator was!
He even had told his members about you, which had cause a flood of teasing for the leader, which had been stopped by his very serious threat of sending the members to his room…
That threat had worked better when they were still rookies.
San had even gone as far as to search you up and sent the picture of you and him to the group chat! So when you had walked into the green room, all of them already knew who you were and now that you were here, he didn´t know what to say or do.
“Hyung! Look who came to see us!” Yunho said while removing the chocker from around his neck.
“Aish, you-“he playfully lunged at the tallest who dodged skillfully.
“Come on, this is you one chance of talking to her without anyone judging!”
“You mean besides you brats?”
“Seonghwa-hyuuung? Joongie-hyung called us brats again…”
Seonghwa skillfully ignored the complaint and continued talking to you with Wooyoung and Yeosang while Jongho and Mingi were removing their make-up.
Your eyes found his while Wooyoung was animatedly talking about something you could quite grasp.
Hongjoong gave you a quick smile, joining his fellow 98-liner by your side.
The manager at the door was signaling that there wasn´t much time left before you had to leave again as he was tapping on the watch on his wrist.
“So you, enjoyed the show?” he asked, voice sounding a little breathless but none the less sincere. His cute accent while speaking English having the same effect it had on you before!
“I did. Thank you and I’m happy to meet you once more.”
“I´m, very happy, too.”
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larakb117 · 1 year
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London Adventure
Joseph Quinn & female y/n
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Summary: Joseph and you have your second date at the Skygarden in London after what happened the night before…
Warnings: 18+ , slow burn and fluffy, it gets spicy soon!!
Part 4
Was that really your first kiss? Your first real date ended with your first kiss like this? The train arrived. You got in and immediately watched out for a seat. It was hard to stand, your legs were shaking. You caught yourself subtly licking over your lips. It tasted different than usual, like a mix of the burrito you had and the drink you ordered a few hours ago, except the fact that you weren´t the one who drank that drink. What did that kiss mean? He wanted to see you again. Tomorrow. Thursday, he said he would be busy on Thursday, now he wanted to see you again. The day after he kissed you. And just left. What the hell was going on. Your head felt kind of dizzy. A headache started to creep in. It was full with so many different thoughts, that you almost missed your station. When you got home all you were able to do was getting in your pj´s, remove your makeup and brush your teeth. The moment your head hit the pillow you fell asleep.
The next morning you woke up, got ready and went to work. Jen was already there and welcomed you in the room of your kids group with wide eyes. “OH MY GOD! Tell me everything about yesterday!!” You were totally confused and suddenly remembered what happened yesterday. “Oh Jen. I don´t know what is going on.” Jen chuckled: “What?” “It was amazing. I´ll see him again tonight”, you did not seem really content. That´s why Jen asked you: “So what is wrong, you don´t seem happy about it.” “I´m just confused…” There were no kids in the room yet, so you both took a seat on the sofa. “Okay, tell me more, y/n.” You took a deep breath: “We met at the hippodrome. He was late but he already apologized before over text message. It was a technical issue, with the train rails. We decided to go to seven dials market, the whole way he had my hand in his hand.” Jen gasped and grabbed your hand. “He did NOT! He´s touchy, uuuuuuh.” You both laughed. “Well, he is, always touching a hand, or my arm or my back when walking.” “Love that.” was Jens reaction. She started to focus again and looked at you with a lot of expectation. You continued: “We ate at seven dials market, we talked a lot. Then we…” Jen interrupted you: “What did you talk about?” “Everything!” Right now, you were just reliving everything before the confusing kiss. It was not like you didn´t like your date with him, it was your first freaking kiss, you weren´t even able to enjoy it, because you were too surprised. “We really talked about everything. Work, what kind of food we like, what we like to do in our free time, about his education, about my life in Germany…just everything.” “What is he doing for a living?”, Jen asked. “Ehm, he´s an actor.” “Really, what kind of acting?” You tried to keep this short: “BBC, theatre, Netflix. Then we-“ Jen was too curious about the acting thing: “What´s his name?” “Joseph Quinn.” Again, she gasped, this time she grabbed you by your shoulder: “No FUCKING way, y/n! You had a date with Joseph chocolate button eyes Quinn?!?” You giggled in confusion: “How do you know about the chocolate button eyes?” “He said that at a convention some years ago! I can´t believe you really went on a date with Joseph Quinn!!” she squeaked a little. “Well, he told me that his mother used to call him like that.” “Yes, I know, that’s what he said at the con, it was a video on tiktok! Oh my god, Joseph Quinn. He´s really a touchy guy” “Alright, this feels kind of weird now.”, you said to Jen: “What do you mean?” “Oh, there are a lot of videos on the internet, where he´s holding hands with fans, or rubbing their backs and everything.” Wow, that hit you like a car. Now it didn´t feel really special to you, the way he walked with you hand in hand, the sneaky little touches you got, when you sat for dinner. Your heart felt heavy, in a bad way. “Go on.” Jen interrupted your thoughts. “That´s it. I had to leave because of work, and we´ll meet tonight.” You didn´t know why, but you did not want to share the kiss with Jen. “Sounds promising!” Jen smiled at you, you tried to smile back. The first kid arrived so you had to get to work.
Shortly before lunch break, you actually considered to cancel your date with Joe tonight. You were overwhelmed and felt kind of sad about the things Jen told you. You took a seat at the resting room and got your phone out of your handbag, pretty sure to cancel right now. Maybe you could tell him you feel sick or whatever. Your heart skipped a beat, when you saw that you had got two messages from Joe. The first one was: “hi love, how are you?” The thing about the pet names was so British. Also, the second message had a pet name in it. “Love, can we change location tonight? 6 pm at Monument station?” Your heart felt lighter again. He really wanted to meet you. He seemed to put a lot of effort in it. Your previous thoughts flew away and all you could do was to reply: “I´m great, see you later at Monument station”.
At home after work you had to change for the evening. This time you wanted to dress up without Jens help. You chose a mid-length beige dress and some heels, Monument station was basically in the financial district of London, so it definitely would be something more chic tonight than fast food at seven dials market. At 5:30 you left for the date, at 5:55 you left the circle line at Monument station. Outside you briskly spotted Joe, he wore a pinstriped shirt and brown trousers. He looked so handsome. You were nervous about the first time seeing him today, the last time you saw him yesterday, he walked around a corner after he kissed you surprisingly. What would he do now? Hug you, kiss you again? You did not know a lot about dating, you weren´t experienced at all. Once Joe recognized you, he started to smile from ear to ear. Either he was a brilliant actor or he was really, really excited to see you. He came in your direction and hugged you. Hi love”, he did whisper in your ear, while tightening the hug a little bit. Then he looked at you: “Wow, you look gorgeous again!” You immediately felt the heat in your face, you did not wear a lot of make up today, because of the lack of time (you got home from work a little later than usual), he was able to see you blushing for sure. “Thank you, I like your shirt.” That was everything you got out of your mouth. “Thanks love.” Even though it was a normal British thing, the pet names made you feel things. “Should we go?”, Joe asked. “Yes, where do we go?” you asked curiously. “That’s a surprise!” he mysteriously moved his hands, right before he grabbed your left hand and walked with you. The financial district was one of the places you did not spend a lot of time. But every time you were here, you enjoyed it. Joe walked you down Eastcheap and turned left for Philpot. 20 Fenchurch Street, also known as the walkie-talkie was right in front of you. Joe went up the stairs, and led you in there. “Wait, we´ll eat at sky garden?” you asked. Joe nodded and saw that you were genuinely excited about that.
You both got in to the lift and went up to the highest floor. You never were at sky garden before, but it was definitely on your things to do in London list. In the lift it was only you and Joe. He turned to you and started to speak: “I´m sorry about yesterday. The kiss. I just left you like a fucking coward.” “Oh.” You did not know what else to say. “I´m sorry, if it was too early for you, I´m sorry that I left you there.” He was really sorry, you could feel it. To reassure him you took his hand and slightly squeezed it. “It´s okay.” You did not know if it was really okay for you, but you did not want him to feel bad about it. And then you felt the inner urge to say something really flirty: “Maybe you can make up for that.” You were surprised by yourself. He smirked a little and you left the lift. A waiter accompanied you to your table. Sky Garden looked amazing, all the plants and flowers looked stunning. You studied the menu the waiter had given you and decided to get the stuffed gnocchi. The prizes were way out of your normal budget, but you worry about that later. Joe looked up from the cocktail menu: “Do you mind if I get something alcoholic?” “No, of course not.” “Well, it´s not obvious. You never know what the opposite person may go through, so I always check, if it´s okay.”, he responded. “That´s really thoughtful.”, your heart melted. “You take a cocktail too? I think I get the Mile end.” “Oh, I just decided what to get to eat, did not even look at the cocktail menu yet.” Joe chuckled: “Priorities well set!” “Yes!”, you joined him chuckling. After a few minutes of considering which cocktail to get, you finally chose the Lancaster Gate. Joe already waited for a moment, when you looked up from the menu, he called the waiter. He ordered the rosemary sourdough as a starter and for the main course the British wagyu beef rump. You didn´t have to wait long for your drinks. Joe wanted to toast with you: “Cheers to the French house, such an inviting place in London that luckily you went in when I was there.” You blushed again: “Cheers.” Your food arrived also very quickly. It was probably the best thing you´ve ever ate. Joe enjoyed his beef rump pretty obviously. When he took the first bite, he closed his eyes and moaned softly with his full mouth. “How are your gnocchis?”, he curiously asked and glanced at them. “You wanna try?” “If you don´t mind.” You poked one of the gnocchi pieces with your fork and hold it in front of his mouth. He wrapped his lips around the fork and ate the piece. That was kind of hot.
After the main course Joe ordered a dessert and invited you to share it with him. You could definitely tell he was a foodie. Just like yesterday, you talked about a lot of different topics, there wasn´t one moment when you both had nothing to talk about and just said nothing to each other. The so-called “Fenchurch chocolate bar” stood between you two, you weren´t able to eat a lot more, but Joe polished off the rest of the dessert. “I am really sorry about the kiss.”, Joe said all of a sudden. He looked at you with his brown eyes. “It´s okay.”, you tried to reassure him again. “No, it´s not. I can´t believe I just walked away.” “Well, I was pretty overwhelmed in that moment. I did not know what to do anyway.”, you chuckled a little, but more fake than real. At once the whole situation got uncomfortable. You wished you could tell him about you state of virginity on almost every level, but how would you get this topic into the conversation? Especially with a grown up 30-year-old man, who probably had sex for over ten years now, and even “had it” on screen. While you had your first kiss yesterday, he might have had his first one 15 years ago. He repeated himself: “I´m sorry.” Joe definitely could tell that you weren´t sure if it was really okay. You nervously laughed and didn´t know why, but you blurted out: “Haha, you were my first kiss!” You were shocked, that was probably the epitome of cringe. Joe looked at you with a shock in his face. But you could not tell if it was the fact or the way you just had told him. “Wow, I ruined your first kiss.” There was no judgement in his voice, he sounded just really worried. “Nooo, you did not ruin it, you just…surprised me!” “I just left you there, at an underground station.” “Well, yes you did, but I really wanted to kiss you.” You took his hand, which laid on the table. “Did you want to kiss me?”, you carefully asked. “I wanted it so bad!”, he grunted. Your heart skipped a beat, you felt a huge warmness building up in your stomach. “Why did you leave then?” “I don’t know… I was so nervous…You make me so nervous… I don´t know what is going on actually.” You chuckled a bit in relief: “Same.” Joe glanced at you and his eyes started to sparkle. His other hand got up on the table and took both of yours in his hands. You both smiled at each other. “I can´t believe that I have the honour to be someones first kiss and then I screw up like this.” “I told you earlier: Maybe you can make it up at some point.” Joe smirked.
You finished the dinner at sky garden, Joe paid the whole ridiculous amount of money and left the restaurant hand in hand. In the lift Joe asked you: “You wanna come with me?” “Where?” you asked him. “To my home. It is not even 8:30. I don´t want to leave you already. I can make great martinis by the way.” “Oh, you are an actor and a bartender as well?”, you said to him in a flirty way. “So you join me?” “Yes.” You looked him deep in the eyes. And then you kissed him. His lips felt warm, your hands immediately moved up to his head and got caught in his curls. Joe pulled you closer, his hands were around your waist. They started to rub up and down there. You deepened the kiss a little more, you opened your mouth slightly, so Joe could have more access with his tongue. You did not know what you were doing, but everything just felt so natural. Joe chuckled a little bit, the moment your lips got separated. “I think we have to get off the lift.”
To be continued…
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