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facefullofsadness · 3 months

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but fuck sake, I'm already yours

idol!au (y/n is the 5th member of aespa)

idol!giselle x idol!y/n

prompt - y/n is far from home on the holidays, so aeri brings her home!

content - sickening amount of fluff, frequent usage of time skips, (like kinda bad? rushed bc I wanted to finish it lol)

wc - 2679

a/n - read so many fluff fics recently and now I need my wholesome fix so here I am! (we're like way past the holiday season now but who's counting right?) extra a/n at the end.

"what are you gonna do for the holidays y/n-ie?" ningning asks me.

I sigh, leaning my cheek against my hand as I look out the window.

"I'm not sure ning-ie, it's not like I can go home right now, the states are too far and we have schedules immediately after. plus we only get like a week, they wouldn't let me go home," I recall a meeting I had with our managers regarding this exact situation.

the girl gives me a pout, "right, it's unfair they let me and aeri go home but not you."

I shrug, "it makes sense but it still sucks."

"here, have some, it'll make you feel better and it's not like I'm gonna finish it all anyway," yizhou pushes her pastry towards me, mouth stuffed full of it.

I switch my gaze towards her, watching her puffed up cheeks chew on the sweet treat, smiling at the adorable sight.

"thanks yizhou."

just then, I get a text message. I look down at my phone on the table to see who it is.

aeri bby girl <3 (abg)

> when r u two coming back?

it was giselle.

you

> awww miss me already aeri?

aeri bby girl <3 (abg)

> answer the q y/n!

> it's importanttttt

you

> how important could it be?

> wtv we'll be back in like 10

aeri bby girl <3 (abg)

> make it quickkk

> I'll buy u coffee!

you

> I'm literally at a café ???

aeri bby girl <3 (abg)

> in that case

> get me one!

> mwah <333

"ahhh god, how annoying," I scoff with a smile growing on my face anyway.

the girl across from me looks up with wide cute doe eyes and cheeks like a chipmunk, "who ith et?" she asks, question all muffled.

"first, ning-ie, finish your food. second, aeri." I wipe a crumb from her chin.

"sowwy," she finishes her mouthful before continuing, "what does she want?"

I take a sip from my iced coffee before responding, "wants us to head back asap. something important as she says. she also wants a coffee."

I roll my eyes at the last detail.

"aww, cutting our last date short! I'll never forgive her for this," the girl dramatically whines.

"it's okay yizhou, we'll have plenty of time when you come back, promise."

"ugh fine, you're paying for our first date when we see each other though."

"I paid today?!"

"and you're gonna pay again for aeri's drink!"

"ning!"

after begrudgingly paying for aeri's drink and walking home slouched over, holding ning's hand, the two of us make it back to the dorms.

"hey guys, that was quick. how was it?" karina greets.

"great!" "terrible..."

yizhou and I sharing opposite answers.

"hey!" she exclaims.

"girl you act like you're broke! we make about the same! you actually make more by the way?!"

"but you love me!"

"you're already giving me a headache, go to your rooms please," jimin comes into view, rubbing her temples with her eyes closed, sitting on the couch.

"rina, please discipline this kid, I can't."

"finally!" giselle walks out of her room and towards us.

"menace number 2," I mumble.

"I heard that!" both of them say.

"jesus..." me and jimin say simultaneously.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP I'M NAPPING!" an uncharacteristically aggressive shout comes from winter's room.

we all pause before trying our best to conceal uncontrollable laughter.

"who shit in her cereal?" aeri asks, piercing a straw into her drink.

"minjeong's just restless from getting to go home for the holidays," karina replies.

my gaze and head fall at the mention of getting to return home. I make my way towards my room as I hear yizhou and jimin continue to talk in the living room.

"hey, I wanted to ask you something," aeri follows me into my room.

I hum in response, allowing her to continue as I hang up my winter coat.

"I know you're gonna be alone for the holidays since all of us are going home..." she starts, letting the statement hang in the air for a little.

"right..." I sigh, plopping down onto my bed.

aeri closes my door before joining me on my bed, comfortably laying her hand atop my own on my lap, "I don't want you to be alone."

my heart swells. I scratch at my face to try and subtly hide the red crawling onto my cheeks.

"so, would you come with me?"

"huh?"

"to japan y/n, would you come home with me?"

the look in aeri's eyes that I desperately tried to avoid was sincere. she looked like a hungry puppy begging for food the way she looked at me. god, why does she have to look at me like that?

"but why? what's the point-" I try to give a *not freaking the fuck out because my crush is asking me to go home with her* answer.

"I want you to come." and then my stomach exploded with butterflies.

don't give a pathetic answer, "o-oh..." fuck.

the silence that follows is deafening as I just want to calm myself down, but then I feel the grip on my hand release tension as aeri starts again.

"uhm, I- I mean unless you don't, don't want to."

when I look up at the girl, her gaze shifts away, seemingly more interested in the floor.

"no aeri, I would love to. sorry, I just am surprised is all, I didn't expect that." which is true, but it was more of a reply that tried to conceal the fact I wanted her to ask me something like this so bad for so long.

the girl across from me grew a beautiful smile on her face, hand on mine tightening again, "good, I'm so glad. I meant to ask you earlier to give you time but with schedules and everything, I didn't think it'd be appropriate."

I boldly interlaced our fingers with one another and gave her a soft smile, "I would've said yes even if the flight was tomorrow, you know."

she releases a small set of sweet giggles, "as if! you would complain about not having enough time to pack. you would be all 'ohh, I don't know, if it was so last minute maybe you didn't want me to go' and be so sulky and pouty."

"okay that's enough!"

aeri and I walk down the corridor leading to the airplane, holding hands. my heart was pumping with excitement as the two of us sat in our seats next to each other.

"which movie did you wanna watch first? I prepared all the essentials but also chose a few new ones!" aeri excitedly pulls out her laptop and scrolls through her downloaded films.

"please just nothing scary again. last time, I literally shrieked and people stared at us," I frown recalling the memory.

giggles escape the other girl's mouth, "aww y/n-ie, it was cute though!"

I hit her on the shoulder before she continues, "okay okay whatever, no horror movies for my princess."

I turn to look out the window, acting pouty and upset all to cover up my undeniable blush.

"oto-san, eomma!" aeri excitedly waddles towards her parents waiting for us outside the airport.

"aeri!" the ecstatic couple envelops their daughter in a sweet hug.

I catch up with them with luggage in my hands, giving a bow and a smile when they look at me.

"mr. and mrs. uchinaga," I greet them both.

"aw y/n, you're our daughter for the holidays, please, no need to be formal you know, just call us ojisan and imo-nim if you'd like!" aeri's mom pulls me into a warm hug.

"right y/n, I even learned some english for you so you can feel a bit more comfortable! how's are you hungry? want to eat? is that right?" aeri's dad smiles, speaking his hard learned english.

"oto-san, she can understand japanese too! I taught her well," aeri smirks at me, reaching out for my hand which I take.

"it's true sir, I made sure to study a little more than usual since I knew I would come along," I reassure.

"oh man, I should've worked harder too then!" he scratches his head and exclaims disappointedly in japanese.

"come on honey, let's help the girls with their bags already," her mom drags her dad towards our bags, "you girls go inside!"

aeri pulls me into the car and into the backseat, wrapping her arm around my shoulders and dragging me to the window.

"I literally cannot wait to show you around y/n-ie, I'm gonna give you such a good time."

"don't disappoint uchinaga," I tease.

"how dare you, how could I ever!?" she turns to me with an offended look on her face.

I smile up at her, "then just don't!"

she huffs and holds onto me tighter, "not before I annihilate you with cuddles first!"

"aeri I can't breathe!"

"your parents are sweet, aeri-ah."

"they really seem to enjoy you, I'm glad."

"love my son-in-law too."

"cooper can be a handful, I'm surprised he warmed up so easily to you."

"he has good taste in pretty girls, what can I say? have you seen his mom?"

a pink tint spreads across aeri's face across from me.

"I'm supposed to be the flirty one!"

I giggle at the flustered girl in front of me. we continue to converse over dinner out in the bustling heart of japan's capital city. the night drags on and we lose ourselves to our endless conversation, talking about literally whatever, not caring what we were talking about, just enjoying hanging out with each other.

after some time, we left the restaurant and strolled along the city. aeri and I would snap pictures of one another here and there to post later on and keep as memories. occasionally she would show me an old landmark she used to frequent or that were valuable to her and her past. sometimes, she would say "hey y/n, we should go here tomorrow or later in the week!" excitedly pointing to a restaurant or café she has never seen before.

the time became later and later but we still continued on, not wanting this day to end.

"aeri? what if we just kept walking?" I suggest.

"hm, it is really late, you know y/n," she hums.

"I have you, don't I? we should be fine."

she sighs heavily, "well, I can't argue with that."

and so that's what we did. walking down the empty, cold, dark streets of tokyo, illuminated by the lamp posts and shining moon overhead, the stars guiding our path. my hand was warmly grasped in aeri's as we sway our arms back and forth. I lower the scarf covering my nose and mouth to breath in the cool winter air, taking in this moment.

my heart swells with warmth even through the frigid wind that flows past my hair. I can't even begin to guess the amount of time that ended up passing as the two of us strolled in comfortable silence, simply basking in the moonlight and each other's sweet presence.

our speed slows slightly and I'm taken out of my trance when I feel the older girl tug my hand gently.

"come," she commands softly, voice almost inaudible but heard clearly due to the dead of night's silence.

I turn towards her and follow her gaze to a sizeable quaint playground. a small giggle escapes me and she looks back at me with expectant eyes. I roll my own before humming in acceptance, the former girl letting a small smile settle on her face and dragging me towards the swing set.

aeri makes herself comfortable on one of the swings, motioning at one next to her for me to sit on. I follow her lead, still holding her hand tightly. we swing softly, listening to the wind whistle melodically in my ears and closing my eyes to soak in the serenity of this peaceful night.

time continues to pass again, the two of us simply enjoying ourselves doing practically absolutely nothing. until aeri gently speaks up from the silence.

"y/n."

it's all she says, switching our hands holding to now interlace our fingers, the change making heat rush to my cheeks.

"aeri," I whisper back, tilting my head in her direction, but not facing her.

she sighs softly and I feel her hand start to become slightly clammy and shake.

"y/n..." her voice unsteady.

I look up at her finally to meet her gaze staring straight at me. however, it was not intense, it was nervous, maybe even slightly fearful. my eyes soften at the way she looks, feeling my heart squeeze in my chest. I bring my free hand and rest it atop her hand I'm holding.

"aeri..." I repeat her name back to her, making sure my voice is filled with as much comfort and reassurance I'm able to communicate.

my thumbs rub against her large hand, her fingers grazing against both of my hands.

suddenly, slowly aeri stands, lightly pulling at my arms to bring me up in front of her. my body reacts on it's own and obeys, our fronts meeting each other and greeting with warmth. her free hand rests at my hip, steadily making it's way up the side of my body, landing at the length of my neck, her slender fingers scratching the hair of my nape.

"y/n."

I look up at the eyes of the slightly taller girl, her brown eyes alluring in a calming and comfortable way, gazing into my own with want and intent. an inexplicable force pushes me to rest my forehead against aeri's, her eyes flutter and stare darts between my eyes and my parted lips.

"aeri."

the last call of her name reaffirms what she wants to do and finally, aeri leans into me, placing her soft plump lips on my own. I release a sigh I didn't realize I'd be keeping in out into the kiss, moving my lips to meet the slow motion of her mouth. my stomach flips with emotion and heart pounds with excitement, my brain unable to process so many feelings at once. the hand resting atop her own leaves, now placing my hand to grip at the collar of her coat, pulling her closer.

the kiss continues and the taste of her sweet tongue begging to enter my mouth intoxicates me. I become dizzy at the feeling of her fingers firmly pulling my face into her, tilting her head to kiss me deeper. my hand interlaced with hers' tightens, warning her to pull away, which she obeys, breaking away her needy mouth from me. I hold her close, making sure she can't leave, resting my forehead against her.

our heavy panting fills my ears as I catch my breath, slowly blinking my eyes open to stare deliciously at her red, wet, and plump parted lips.

"fuck, I'm yours."

I honestly and truthfully couldn't tell you what happened after last night. everything following the playground was a blur, I don't even know how I ended up waking to my face buried into aeri's neck, laying on her bed, and hands under her shirt. I'm the first to wake, taking in the surroundings and trying to remember.

my concern for recollection fades as the soft sighing of the girl holding me snuggly in her arms fills my ears. I tilt my head up and my eyes land on her sleeping figure, peaceful and elegant. the smile that creeps up onto my face is unstoppable and I can't help but to watch the beautiful girl slumber serenely.

the hands under her shirt scratch her skin softly, dragging them against as much body of hers' I could touch. the arms around me pull together, bringing my body in even closer to her embrace.

"mine."

a soft mumble leaving the drowsy lips of the sleepy girl holding me. it's followed by a small whine as my own lips attach to her exposed collarbone, sucking gently until a red mark formed.

"mine."

a/n - okay like but if you listen to urs by niki, the lyrics DO NOT match w the fluff of this fic, but like the vibe of the inst. rlly does and I liked the lyric I used, so ignore it okay? thanks ily <3 also the middle part is really ass, I honestly just wanted to write the last two scenes so the set up is dogshit lmao, but whatever, aeri uchinaga cures a multitude of sins (including the fact there's literally a picture of her on a swing but it wasn't nighttime in the pic so i didn't use it oops-). anyway... tysm for the support on the jen fic ahhhh!! genuinely so shocked at the love rn, almost 500 likes and 100 followers? like u guys are insane ty ty ty. pls look forward for more in the future!

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ryujinbrat · 10 months

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#12 quiet love

the stream (written chapter)

STREAM IS ONLINE•

"hey guys, it's yunjin. welcome or welcome back to my stream! today, i'm joined by hanni, y/n, and our two very special guests, winter and ningning!" yunjin said, facing the stream.

"hi guys!" winter said excitedly.

"what's up" hanni muttered.

"hiii twitch" ninging said as she waved like a kid seeing their best friend.

y/n only waved to the camera shyly, still feeling a bit down about the hate.

"so guys, today we'll be playing minecraft and answering some questions from everyone in the chat. be sure to leave us some good questions in the chat!" yunjin said, loading up the game.

"oh, i have one already," hanni perked up. "@somisgf asked, 'what's it like to be a streamer versus being a youtuber?'"

"ohh that's a good one," winter said, punching a tree in the pixelated game.

"also your username is so real," ningning fake swooned in her seat causing hanni to roll her eyes.

"no way you have a crush on somi."

"doesn't everyone?" the chinese girl chuckled as the rest of the girls shook their heads no. "well aren't you guys friends with her? you can put in a good word for me."

y/n nodded her head in thought, "will do. you guys would make a cute couple."

"hello?? nobody's answered the question," yunjin said adjusting her headset and letting out a playfully annoyed sigh.

"right right umm being a youtuber takes a lot longer when you have to film and edit to produce multiple videos a week, while streamers can easily just start up a stream and play a game," winter began.

"do you seriously think that being a youtuber is harder than streaming?" yunjin asked with disgust on her face.

"well duh," ningning and winter said in unison.

"i propose a challenge," y/n spoke up.

"go on."

"how about we all switch jobs for a week? all of the streamers will make youtube videos and all of the youtubers will stream. and at the end whichever group gains the most followers wins," she finished.

"and what do we win?" hanni questioned whats excited to be number one.

"bragging rights and the loser does whatever the winner says."

"deal," the five girls agreed together as they did a virtual handshake.

"okay next question," said ningning, "this one is from @rinasworld and they asked 'when did you guys become friends?'"

"the 3 of us have been friends for a while," yujin says gesturing to hanni and ningning, " but this is the first time y/n is meeting winter and ningning and it's winter's first time meeting us!" she finished briefly, her main focus being building a house for her and hanni.

"but we'll all definitely hang out in person soon and do more streams!" said y/n, eager to hang out with ningning and winter for no particular reason.

"someone said 'are you guys not friends with rina anymore?'" winter read aloud, "that's such a stupid question why wouldn't we be friends anymore."

"jimin and y/n have no bad blood and even so we're allowed to be friends with whoever we want." ningning said, getting a bit upset with fan's assumptions.

"in fact, y/n actually has a bit of a crush on karina don't you y/n" hanni said, hitting y/n's character in the bloxy game.

"stop that, and no i don't," y/n scowled in an attempt to hide her embarrassment.

"yeah you do, remember when you called her pretty?"

"and all of those tweets on your priv," yunjin added, anxious to get in on exposing y/n.

"ohh what tweets i wanna see," ningning nearly jumped out of her seat with excitement.

y/n gave ningning a death glare.

"or not," ningning smirked in faux fear.

"okay yes, i did call her pretty but it wouldn't go anywhere. especially not after that twitter stuff that hanni caused" y/n said rubbing her neck shyly.

"stuff that i caused??? that's just false," hanni rolled her eyes once again, "i was simply being real."

"so you admit that you would want a relationship with rina to go somewhere?" winter questioned fully prepared to play match maker.

"well duh have you seen her? she's insanely pretty but-"

"but nothing," ningning cut y/n off, "we'll make it happen for you."

"mission girlfriends2 is a go," winter nodded.

"girlfriends2???," yunjin squinted her eyes giving a puzzled look.

"we don't talk about girlfriends1," ningning sighed obviously remembering something.

"no guys it's fine and plus i wouldn't want to bother her anymore than i already have," y/n muttered sheepishly.

"you wouldn't be trust us."

"yeah you guys should see jimin's priv tweets," winter chuckled.

"HER WHA-"

STREAM IS OFFLINE◦

masterlist next

taglist ⌗

@ehcyps @justme-idle @sewiouslyz @awkwardtoafault @jisooftme @boohirai @jeindall777 @yoontoonwhs @masuowo @bzeus28 @juhyunsthirdwife @kimsgayness @mightymyo @neuftaeng @rgxjsss @naviesweloveyou @baebeefyburrito @nasyu-kookies

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pyramid-of-starrs · 8 months

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Take Care of Me Chapter 2: Remember when?

Chapter mood board:

Chapter word count: 10.2K (I'm sorry I was on a roll lol)

Chapter warnings: Cursing, trauma, tox relationships, toxic men, emotional abuse, gaslighting, abandonment, family issues, pregnancy, Seonghwa was NOT a good person in the past sorry lol

Smut warning: Masturbation, kissing, assisted masturbation, use of sex toy, oral sex (Fem recieving), cum eating, squirting, begging, breast play, fingering, heavy yearning, tipsy sex mentioned

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This had to be a joke, right? No way was this real life. No way was the guy that was just knuckles deep in your pussy 2 days prior standing at your doorstep about to become your new caretaker. You stood there silently then Jonathan spoke again.

"Is everything okay Ms. Y/N ? Were we disturbing you, because if so, we can come back later."

"Um...no I just, thought your nephew looked familiar at first but nope I've never met him ha-ha." You said frantically "I'm working from home today so I'll be around to help your nephew so you can head back Jonathan." Thank goodness you had the option to work from home or from the office when you so pleased. When Rina originally told you about this you didn't really care since you spend the day doing the same boring thing but, in your PJs, instead of work clothes which sounded worse.

"You're all dressed up though Miss, are you sure?"

"Yes, yes we'll be fine, Wooyoung come in."

Wooyoung continued to smile as he stepped past his uncle into the house.

"Uncle John I'll be fine; I'm sure Ms. Y/N will help me with everything I'll need."

Jonathan’s face became relieved, he was afraid that the two of you wouldn't get along, but your warm facade has tricked him good, he waves the both of you off and leaves, you and Wooyoung see him off with a smile then you close the door.

Wooyoung softly bites his lips and pushes you into the door.

"Well princess looks like I got you to myself once again, shall we finish what we started that night?"

You slowly pushed him back.

"Yeah no, that's not what's going to happen, why the hell are you here?"

"My uncle didn't tell you? He needed a replacement and I just mo-"

"Yes, Jonathan told me, but it still doesn't explain why the guy that I did that kind of thing with is now my caretaker."

"Oh, you mean because we were about to fuck?”

You shook your head at Wooyoungs vulgarness, trying to wake yourself up from this dream or nightmare.

“Look, I’m not sure how long this is going to be the arrangement but starting today we are going to forget that that night ever happened okay?”

Wooyoung once again smiled with his foxlike face and stepped back putting his hands up in a surrendering pose.

“Fine Beautiful, I’ll play along.”

“Thank you-“

“Though it sure will be hard for me to forget how good you taste.”

“Sh-shut up, and it’s not playing along, this is nothing more than a professional relationship got it?”

You started to get a bit flustered, you needed Jonathan the sweet old man to hurry the hell up and get back. You sigh and gather back up your work bag and head over to the door.

“Where are you off to lovely?” Wooyoung said while picking up Mister.

“I’m going to work still, and enough with the nicknames, I told you this is a strictly professional relationship.”

Wooyoung giggled at you.

“Right, professional, have a good day at work boss.”

You walked out the door and headed to your car, instead of heading into the office you decided to go over to Rinas house since most of the days during the week she worked from home while Hongjoong was home and not traveling. You got to her front door and knocked, when the door opened you expected it to be your long-term friend but instead was greeted by your favorite frenemy, Hongjoong.

“Y/N, what’s up?”

“Hello, is Rina here?”

“No, she ran to the store, but her car shut off, I’m on my way out to grab her but she is the only one with a house key since I lost mine. You wouldn’t so happen to have the spare one she gave you, would you?”

“Oh no I don’t I leave that at home in my drawer.”

Hongjoong sighed and said, “Of course you do.” Under his breath.

“Look, do you mind just waiting here at the house until I get back with her? Then you two can have all the girl talks in the world.”

Hongjoong was kind of a dick but unlike his brother he was open and honest with his ways, he is the kind of guy that’s only nice to his mom and his girlfriend, which you kind of respected. Even Hongjoong and Seonghwa didn’t always get along, Hongjoong being the honest and blunt one while Seonghwa could lie and convince an orange that its purple. Hongjoong never liked his brothers’ sneaky ways, but he was always going to stick beside him because that is his brother, and he always puts family first. When Seonghwa told Hongjoong that you two had broken up because you didn’t support his dreams and because you were a selfish whore Hongjoong immediately knew that his brother wasn’t telling the full truth, however Hongjoong did watch his brother spiral into a deep depression the entire week before he left for Europe. He was so afraid Seonghwa would do something stupid while he was away all because you broke his heart. Ever since then he was convinced that you broke up with his brother because you were probably just hurt that he was leaving because he knew you to be clingy to Seonghwa. He didn’t know you were clingy because Seonghwa made you feel like he was all you had in this world. You never bothered trying to explain everything to Hongjoong because the next time that you seen him, him and Rina had started dating, you’d much rather not stir the pot between the two of them and just left him hating you as is.

“Yeah, sure I’ll wait here.”

You walked in with your laptop bag and Hongjoong left out, you figured you’d get some work done while you waited. About 45 minutes goes by and you hear a car pull into the driveway, you thought that that was fast and was just happy that Rina was okay. You didn’t hear a second car or a tow truck, so you assumed that the couple had Rina’s car taken to a mechanic. You continued to work then the door unlocked and opened you were seated in the living room and got up to head over to welcome your friend home in the cute way you two usually do.

“My love you’ve returned home safely.”

You entered the foyer of the house and your eyes got wide, the person that had entered your friend’s house was Seonghwa he was taking off his shoes and looked at you with his gorgeous smile.

“Well, hello dear, thank you for the warm welcome.”

“Seonghwa, I-I thought you were Rina…”

“Aw well that sucks, and here I was getting all warm inside hearing you call me your love again.”

The embarrassment hit you like a ten-ton truck but all you could do is move forward.

“Right, sorry about that, have you heard from your brother and Rina?”

You said walking back to the living room to sit down and calm your embarrassment, you picked your laptop back up and continued to work. Seonghwa followed you into the living room and sat next to you giving you some space on the couch so you wouldn’t feel uncomfortable.

“Yeah, they said they were waiting on AAA to come and see what the issue was with the car.”

Silence filled the room because you didn’t want the conversation to continue and you and your ex end up the same way you were in the club on Saturday, gazing into each other’s eyes and you losing your self-control.

“What are you working on on your laptop?”

“I’m just getting caught up on this project from work.”

“Ah, I see, Rina tells me you and her work at the same marketing firm, and you have a really high up position, I’m happy for you Y/N.”

“Thank you.”

“…She also told me that you told her that we broke up because we “Couldn’t see eye to eye” about me going to Europe.” He said with finger quotes.

You again chose to stay quiet on the matter, what were you meant to say to that statement? “Yeah, I lied so everyone doesn’t know that you’re an asshole?”. You felt like there was no right or wrong answer to that, so you stayed silent while typing on your laptop. Seonghwa accepted your silence and waited for a moment before swallowing and continuing.

“She told me that when we broke up you were devastated for a while and shut yourself out…she said that you really missed me and have only dated one person since we broke up and you changed a lot of yourself.”

God dammit Rina how much did you tell this guy? This was just something you had to deal with honestly, Rina was a hopeless romantic that only wanted everyone she loved to have a love story too. You loved her harmless attempts at making sure you find the love of your life, a year after you and Seonghwa broke up she started setting you up on blind dates, with either guys she met at the diner, guys at the office or one time even one of Hongjoongs friends. Yeosang from work thought he had to go on the date, or he was going to be fired, but once you explained he had a choice he let you know he wasn’t interested, Mingi, Hongjoongs friend was loud and flashy, your exact opposite, he ghosted you after 2 weeks and told Hongjoong you were kind of boring. Then the guy from the diner, Yunho, He was sweet and actually stuck for a bit, you two started to casually date, even got as far as you two having sex twice then he told you that he felt like your heart wasn’t in the relationship, turns out he just wanted to get back with his ex. After that you told Rina to stop trying to set you up and that you’d find a guy when the time came. 2 years later and you’re sitting here with your ex, days after letting a stranger that ended up being your caretaker finger you until you couldn’t see straight. Wow, what an awesome love life indeed. Closing your laptop, it’s no running from this conversation anymore, you had to deal with this now.

“Yeah Seonghwa, I did take our breakup hard how else was I supposed to feel.”

“You know we didn’t have to break up though Y/N.”

You rolled your neck and shook your head.

“We didn’t? So, tell me what choice did I have? It was either stay with you and throw away the years I spent working on my future or break up.”

“You’re right…and I was wrong for making you choose between me and finishing school, but we could have worked something out.”

“Yet instead of working something out, you chose to berate me one last time before flying thousands miles away.”

He looked down as he recalled the things he said to you that day, Seonghwa then and Seonghwa now were 2 very different people. When Seonghwa flew to Europe he was still hurt about you breaking up with him, but he had to keep moving forward, about a week later he started his internship and got to work. He made friends and life went was going well, he started to meet new people, new business connections and best of all new women. He started the cycle of meeting women, sleeping with them, and disposing of them when they no longer piqued his interest. When that got boring, he wanted to try to take someone seriously he started to date a woman by the name of Alice, a very beautiful European woman he met during his internship, she did whatever he said and didn’t fight or question him. He even accepted a job at the company he interned for just so he could stay, but then the time passed, and he felt like something was missing. Alice didn’t make him happy; she slept with him and did everything for him, but the feel just wasn’t there, she just wasn’t you. During the most recent year he felt himself start to become bored of his life. A good paying job, a nice apartment, a dog, a beautiful woman, yet none of this compared to the feeling that he got when he was with you. He decided to see a therapist after him and Alice got into a fight and he called her your name, he realized that he hadn’t changed and needed to see someone about it.

After many sessions, Seonghwa knew what he had to do, he asked his brother about you and when Hongjoong refused to help you get back together, he knew his next step was to tell Rina that he was coming home to get you back. He flew in the day before and arrived at his brother’s house that night. He exclaimed that he needed to get his baby back and nothing could stop him. When he saw you sitting there in V.I.P all alone all he wanted to do was run over and kiss you and tell you how sorry he was and that he loved you, but he knew it wouldn’t be that easy. He knew that this would require time and effort and hard work to get you back. When he spoke to you, hearing your voice again made him see heaven, his earth angel sitting right in front of him yet so far out of reach. He was determined to make you his once again, even if that meant proving to you that he was a changed man.

“Y/N, the things I said that day, they weren’t right and I’m sorry, you never deserved to have to deal with how I treated you all those years and I understand why you probably hate me, but I’ve changed really I have-“

As Seonghwa was talking the front door swung open and Rina burst into the living room.

“Ah, my eggy, my love, my queen you were here waiting for me to come home like a good wife.” She ran over to jump on you and hug, as she nestled into you, she looked over and realized that Seonghwa was there too, that’s when the heavy tension in the room hit her like a sack of bricks.

“Oh- sorry was I interrupting something?” She said as her eyes darted between you too.

Hongjoong walked in carrying Rinas shopping bags, looking annoyed and tired.

“Don’t be ridiculous Rina this is our house.”

"Joongie stop being mean!"

He drops the bags by the door and enters the living room, huffing and puffing from having to lug all of Rinas shopping bags in.

"What do you have a tracking device on her or something? Why are you here all of a sudden Hwa?"

He said sternly.

"Hey that's not nice HJ, for all you know I could be here to see my favorite baby brother."

"1 I'm a grown man drop the baby and two we both know that’s a lie, what is it?"

"Joongie, you're being rude, stop it."

You looked around the room a bit confused, you felt tension in the room other then you and Seonghwas. Little did you know that Hongjoong and Seonghwa were not on the best terms. Prior to Seonghwa flying back home he called his brother that he only talked to 3 times a month to tell him how he wants to fly home just to get you back. Hongjoong had 2 issues with the plan though, 1 it involved you and 2 it was going to be a waste of time. Hongjoong hated wasted time or unnecessary efforts, he was a realist, if it didn't make sense to do why do it? He understood putting in efforts for love, he tried his damnedest to be home as much as possible to be with Rina. However, you and Seonghwa weren't him and Rina, you were two people that just shouldn't be together. He just wanted you two to get over each other and move on, because that was better for everyone involved, that was healthier for everyone involved. Liked you or not he didn't want Seonghwa to hurt you again just as much as he didn't want his brother being hurt by you again.

"Listen Hongjoong, I'm just here to congratulate you two, I'm happy for you."

Your concerned looked turned to a puzzled one, congratulate them for what?

Rina got up and hit Hongjoong in the shoulder.

"Joongie, you told them already; I was going to wait for the ultrasound pictures, ugh why do I spend all that time showing you Pinterest boards."

"Ultrasounds?" you whispered to yourself.

"Ultrasounds? I meant congrats on the engagement, Rina, I didn't know you were pregnant."

"Engagement?" your eyebrows was arched as you stood up feeling like you're the most confused one in the room of mixed emotions.

"En...gagment?" Rina said, seemingly in a state of shock.

Hongjoong stood there staring at his brother in pure anger, he knew Seonghwa only said this to take the heat off himself, he sighed and rolled his eyes while shaking his head, not much to do but commit now.

"Yeah Ri, engagement." He walked off to the back room that they converted into a studio for Hongjoong to work from home and he came back with a small velvet box. He got down on one knee and you were speechless, what the hell is going on today?

"Rina, Marry me, okay?"

Rina was more speechless than you, she just stood in silence then timber she falls backwards, you swiftly moved in to catch her from behind while the two brothers stood in shock. You moved her over to the couch and laid her down.

"I'll go get her some water." Seonghwa said as he rushed to the kitchen.

Hongjoong walked over and kneeled to be by Rinas side.

"Careful with her stomach, she’s pregnant."

And there it was, the confirmation, your best friend was pregnant and became a fiancé all at once, well technically almost fiancé but the logistics don't matter right now. Rina started to come too, her site blurry and she started to get up while holding her head.

"Careful baby, take your time." Hongjoong said holding Rinas other hand.

"Joongie, was it a dream or did you really ask me to marry you?"

"It's true baby, I want you to marry me, I want to spend the rest of my life with you and knowing that you have my baby in your belly right now just makes me want to be with you forever. I love you, Rina."

Hongjoong really loved Rina and it made you smile, if a hard ass like him can find love and figure it out maybe you could too. Rina hugged you and cried on your shoulders.

"Eggy, I'm getting married."

You slightly laughed at Rina and rubbed her back.

"I know Rina but I'm not the one you should be hugging right now and give Hongjoong a proper answer."

She released you then wiped some of her tears as she turned back to Hongjoong.

"Of course, I'll marry you Joongie I love you so much." She lounged and knocked him down on his butt as she continued to cry into his shoulders.

Seonghwa came back with the water and set it down on the coffee table. You took this moment as your time to head back home, you started to gather your things and headed toward the door, once you put your shoes on you Seonghwa was right behind you.

"Let me walk you out."

"Actually Hwa, hang back I have to talk to you." Hongjoong said from the living room. You chose not to get involved and left the house to go home.

"Rina, how about you go upstairs to wash up so I can take you out to celebrate."

Rina once again wiped her tears and nodded her head, looking almost child-like. She got up and headed upstairs to fix herself up and scream at becoming a fiancé. Hongjoong got up and as Seonghwa walked back into the room Hongjoong pushed him.

"Dude what is your fucking problem? I told you if you're going to really pursue Y/N again don't let it affect me and Rina. Why would you say something about me proposing? And don't say something dumb like you really thought I already did it."

"I know I shouldn't have, I'm sorry HJ but I didn't want Y/N knowing I was only here for her, I needed it be seem random."

"So you reveal my plans to propose to cover yourself? I thought you said you changed."

"I have but sometimes even trained dogs can pee on carpets." Seonghwa said shrugging his shoulders because he was out of excuses.

"Fuck you Hwa, don't do it again."

Hongjoong sat down on the couch and relaxed his tense body.

"Didn't you and Y/N fuck again already, how are you still trying to win her back."

"No we haven't done anything yet, but god I'd love too, do you see how she's built now?"

"Wait, if you and her weren't fucking, what happened to you two on Saturday?"

"We took one shot then she ran off to go to the bathroom."

"That’s weird, when she came back, she had this really fucked out expression on her face and her hair was kind of messed up. She said she had gotten sick from the drinks, but her face and behavior said otherwise."

Seonghwa scoffed at his brothers’ accusations.

"As if Y/N would fuck some guy at the club over fucking me, your trust issues are showing little bro."

"Maybe, but that doesn't explain where the hell you went."

Seonghwa sat down at the other end of the couch and scratched his head.

"Weellll about that, you know Rina’s friend Yuna? Well when she said she had to leave early because she forgot to feed her cat she actually took me back to her place and well."

He shrugged his shoulders in a comical way.

"Wait I thought you came here for Y/N, why are you banging other chicks, and why the hell would you fuck someone else in the friend group?"

Hongjoong said as he slow panned toward his brother. No matter how hard he tried he just could not understand what could possibly be going on in his brother’s mind.

"Hear me out okay, when Y/N left VIP, Yuna came over to get another drink and we introduced ourselves, I made sure she had no ties with Y/N, and it was smooth from there. Just because I'm pursuing Y/N doesn't mean I can't get my rocks off too."

Hongjoong shook his head once again.

"Whatever man, I'm going to get dressed so I can take my Fiancé out, once again thanks a lot dick, are you staying here?"

"No, but I'd love it if you gave me Y/Ns address so I can finish talking to her."

"Come on with the creepy shit Hwa, and why should I help you after today?"

"Come on bro, help your big brother out, I would hate for Rina to find out what happened when you came to visit me a year ago in Europe."

Hongjoongs eyes got wide as he was reminded of the horrible mistake he had made when he went to Europe to visit his brother. Rina and Hongjoong were on a small "break" because they weren't seeing eye to eye, during the break they agreed to not see anyone else and wait for each other. To help get over the small heart break Seonghwa invited his brother and some of their mutual friends to hang out with him in Europe. They partied, drank, and enjoyed their time there, on the last night Seonghwa invited a girl he was talking to at the time to his apartment told her to bring some friends. Her and her friends came and at first Hongjoong wasn't into it, he just wanted to be home with his Rina, one of the girls came to sit next to him and asked him why he looked so sad. Hongjoong normally wouldn't open up to people he doesn't know but 2 beers in you would do a lot. 1 conversation about how Rina is wrong and Hongjoong should be with a woman that does whatever he says and 4 beers later Hongjoong was putty in the girls’ hands. He was tipsy but he was coherent, he knew what he was doing and woke up the next day regretting it. Little did he know it was his own brother that organized this, he told his lady friend to bring a girl specifically for Hongjoong, he told her to go over and talk to him and even gave her a condom. He made sure his brother was drunk and could still consent and when he saw them leave the living room and go down the hall, he knew his plan worked.

It was nothing against Rina or the relationship, he just was a miserable person. You and him didn't work out, none of his other relationships worked out, why should anyone get to be happy when he couldn't. Looking back Seonghwa regrets letting it happen, but he still utilized the situation in this moment because in his logic, desperate times calls for desperate measures.

"Fine...but this is the last thing I'll help you with in this whole dumbass situation." Hongjoong said as he pulled out his phone and sent Seonghwa your address.

Seonghwa smiled as the notification noise dinged on his phone, he headed to the door.

"Thanks baby bro."

Once he left, he was on his way to you.

Meanwhile at your house, you pulled into your driveway and just sat there thinking about everything that has happened today. Your new caretaker has made you cum, your ex that made that caused you major trauma is back home and trying to prove he has changed, and your best friend was pregnant and engaged? This was the most eventful Monday you've ever experienced. As you're decompressing in your car Wooyoung comes out and knocks on your car window.

"Welcome home boss, you okay?"

You sighed.

"Yeah, I'm fine, how was everything here?"

"It was fine, Mister is in the back playing and dinner is ready."

You looked at Wooyoung confused and checked your apple watch on your wrist, you now see that it was going on 6pm, you didn't even finish your work for the day but at least you're going into the office tomorrow.

"Wait dinner is ready? What did you order?"

"Yeah, my uncle says you like to order dinner from the same place every night but that’s gotta be boring after a while, so I just made something."

You grabbed your laptop bag and got out of the car and started to walk to the door.

"Look Wooyoung, I know you're supposed to be your uncle’s replacement but that doesn't mean I want you changing my routines."

You opened the door and walked into your home; an amazing smell of food hit your nose.

"I know but routines are no fun, besides won't you feel loved if you have a sexy man such as myself waiting with a hot cooked meal for you every day."

You turned to Wooyoung, and he winked at you. You looked around the house and was shocked to see everything still in one piece. You walked over to the kitchen and saw a pot on the stove. You removed the lid, and the smell of the dish made you want to dive into it and start swimming.

"That's Jjigae, it’s like a stew we make back home in Korea."

"...it smells good."

He brushed past you to get a bowl and a spoon.

"Go sit, I'll make you a bowl."

You sat down in your usual seat on the couch as he started to plate the food. When he came out, he stopped.

"No boss sit at the table."

You got up and sat at the table, Wooyoung put the bowl down in front of you and gave you your utensils. You thanked him for the meal and started to eat.

"Wow this is good, did you make this?"

He smiled at you as you enjoyed the food.

"Yeah, my mom taught me how to cook because she said she didn't want me to be useless when I get married."

"Well, she taught you well."

While you finished Wooyoung let Mister in the house, and you cleaned your dish in the sink, you decided to get changed into your usual lounge clothing of shorts and a sweatshirt with your college on it. When you returned to the living room Wooyoung was gathering his items to head home.

"Wait I don't hear your uncle outside, where are you going?"

"Oh, yeah I'm taking the bus home."

He looked over too you as he put his bookbag over his shoulders and started to put his shoes on.

"Well, I deposited your money into the account that your uncle gave me."

"You can cancel that, send it to my uncle still he needs it more than me."

"Wait but what will you do for money? Your uncle told me you needed this job for honest work."

"Aww boss are you worried about little ol' me? Seeing you in those shorts is already getting a rise out of me."

He shot a flirty smile your way and you won't lie it made your heart flutter a bit, damn was he handsome.

"N-no, I'm just making sure doing this job is worth it."

"Don't worry beautiful coming to see you every day is very worth it, plus I have my job at the club. I do more than finger sexy women in distress."

You met Wooyoung at the door to let him out and just as you were about to open the door, there was a knock. Who could that possibly be?

You opened your door to see Seonghwa with a small bouquet, great 2 guys that have been with you intimately in one room, just what every girl dreams of.

"Seonghwa?" you said in a shocked voice. How the hell did he even get your address.

"Y/N, are you busy? I wanted to talk to you about something." As he was looking at you, he looked up from you and saw the young man behind you.

"Who's this Y/N?" He asked instead of introducing himself, a sense of possessiveness washed over Seonghwa.

You turned to face Wooyoung and stuck your hand out to introduce him.

"This is Wooyoung, he's my caretaker, he helps around the house with my plants and dog and stuff."

Wooyoung gave Seonghwa a fake smile and wave, he remembered that name, that was the ex that made it possible for him to meet you that night.

"Hi, I'm Wooyoung"

"Seonghwa, Y/N can I have a moment with you...alone?"

Wooyoung walked past Seonghwa and out of the door.

"Don't you worry, I was just leaving, See you tomorrow Y/N, and Seonghwa, thanks for all your help."

He walked down the walkway and Seonghwa walked in and shut the door, confused on what the last part of Wooyoungs sentence meant, meanwhile it made you even more flustered.

“I got you these, I hope you still like carnations, I know they are your favorite.”

He handed you the bouquet, you took the beautiful flowers from him and with a slanted lip.

“My favorite flowers are peonies, but yeah come in I guess.” You said as you walked over to the kitchen to grab you and him some water.

“Have a seat on the couch, I’m assuming you came here to talk to me?”

“You know me so well.” He said as he took a seat on the couch, Mister came over to sniff him.

“You got a dog and he’s black just like mine was when I lived in Europe.”

You walked back over with two cold bottles of water and handed on to him as you sat down, you were confused by his statement.

“What do you mean when you lived in Europe? Don’t you still live in Europe?”

Seonghwa took a deep breath and exhaled, he needed to lay everything out on the table now.

“Look Y/N, I’m going to get this all out now, I love you more then you know, hell more than even I know… how I treated you when we were together was not okay at all and I can’t ever excuse my actions and if I had the ability to take them back I would, but I can’t. That’s why I’m here now, here to say…”

He paused, he was hesitant about what his next words should be, but he couldn’t risk coming all this way for nothing, Seonghwa wanted his girl back.

“To say what Hwa?”

“To say…I need you back Y/N. I sat in Europe for these past years regretting letting you go, I had to come back for you, I packed up and got a job in town and found an apartment. I want us to work Y/N, there is no one out there for me except you.”

Your heart dropped to your stomach, was this really happening? This wasn’t some kind of dream or nightmare. Maybe you could pinch yourself to see if you would wake up. Was the man you spent 4 years of your life loving unconditionally sitting her asking for you back after breaking your heart and leaving you behind?

Prior to Seonghwa leaving for Europe, back when you started your Senior year of college, things had become a bit rocky in the relationship. Your schedule had lightened up since you took on extra classes in the summer so you could spend as much time as possible with your boyfriend, Seonghwa had gotten a small job working for a local company and an apartment that was 45 minutes away from campus. He never bothered trying to come see you on campus because he was “Too busy with work” or “too tired from work.” He did however find the energy to come on campus to go to parties that he never told you he attended, usually Rina or your other friends would tell you he was there and would be shocked that you didn’t know. He would tell you that wasn’t him or that he was only stopping by to see a friend. It’s not like you could attend the parties to even know if he was there, you stopped going to parties after Seonghwa saw one too many guys eyeing you in a skirt you just bought, which he said it was your fault for wearing it just for attention. This didn’t stop you or drive you away though, not even the many times you’d wait hours and hours for his text or calls. The text would be short and dry, and the calls were mostly silence and you telling him you missed him. Occasionally you would take the bus to his apartment to see him, the bus ride turning the 45-minute drive to a 2 hour one with 1 train and 2 buses. You had picked up an on-campus job as a lab assistant and started saving up for a car just so you could see Seonghwa. When the time finally came for you to buy a car after 3 months of eating ramen and saving you got an old car that could get you from point A to point B, nothing fancy. From there you started to see Seonghwa a lot more since he didn’t have a car he would ask you for rides, having you drive him around from time to time, to on campus parties and even to work sometimes, you’d ask if you could get a key to go back to his apartment to finish sleeping until your afternoon classes and he said he didn’t want you to lose it.

One night you were on the way to pick Seonghwa to go to a huge party that was happening on campus, you were all dressed up since this was one of the rare occasions Seonghwa chose to not be upset about you showing skin. While you were driving your car started to violently shake, you pulled over and the car stopped completely unable to turn back on. You called your insurance company to get the car towed and called Seonghwa afterward.

“Hey, baby my car stopped and had to get towed, so I can’t pick you up, could you possibly get me an uber or something to pick me up? I’m about 15 minutes away still.”

You could hear him pause then sigh.

“Y/N I have bills now that I’m on my own, I can’t spend money on getting you rides, that’s why I get rides from you.”

“But…I’m here by myself and the last of the money I had went toward gas to pick you up.”

“Don’t do that, don’t make this my fault, you could have easily told me no, no one told you to spend the last of your money.”

“Seonghwa I can’t ride with the tow truck driver because my car is being taken to a shop, so could you please just come get me so I’m not alone on the street?”

You started to get upset and hurt that you even had to ask twice, and you started to elevate your tone.

“Y/N, you’re yelling at me and it’s not helping me or you, I guess I’ll be the mature one and talk to you tomorrow when you calm down.”

Before you could respond he hung up, leaving you there in the cold night. You felt the tears well up in your eyes as they started to stream down your cheeks, ruining the make-up you did for the night. You had to end up calling Rina to come pick you up and take you back to your dorm, you skipped going to the party all around and stayed home in bed in the dark. When you were watching snapchat videos you saw one of the girls from your marketing class, she was taking pictures of everyone and there he was, Seonghwa in the back with a drink in his hand. So now as your sitting here on your couch listening to the same man that left you there that night on the street, the same selfish person that left you in America alone, the same selfish bastard that didn’t even bother contacting you until now, ask for you back. You sat there, frozen in shock, what was there to say? The most logical answer was to tell him to go to hell and kick him out your house…but you weren’t a logical person. The feelings you felt for Seonghwa were real and true, you never experienced something so intense in your life, never had this kind of love for someone. You were already 28 and Seonghwa was your only real relationship.

“So…what do you say Y/N?”

“Seonghwa…I don’t know…I-“

Your statement was interrupted by your front door opening, that’s when you noticed that it was raining cats and dogs outside, there was mentions of a rain and thunderstorm on the radio but there was so much going on today you completely forgot. Both your heads turned to see the reason the door opened; it was Wooyoung soaking wet.

“Sorry to interrupt Boss but, I forgot to give you back your house key so I started walking back and wouldn’t ya know it, it started raining.” He walked into the house and closed the door not actually caring that he was interrupting you two. He didn’t have respect for Seonghwa because even though he didn't know him but what he did know about him, lead him to believe he wasn’t going to gain respect for him. “Could I stay here till the storm calms down?” You shook out your stunned state and got up.

“Sorry Seonghwa maybe you should head home for now, so you aren’t caught up when the storm gets worse.”

He signed, in that moment he wanted to just hear you say yes to him, he was tired of being interrupted and tired of you running but he knew that his time would come, he had an advantage with you, but so did someone else. The young man currently smirking like a sly little fox was that someone, Wooyoung may not have had the advantage of history like Seonghwa, but he did have the advantage of giving you a memorable orgasm. Wooyoung did technically need to come back that day to give you the key, he knew he could have kept it or even given it to you tomorrow but no. Even though you two had just met Wooyoung, he took his job as your caretaker seriously. The night he met you in the club meant a lot more to him then you know.

Seonghwa stood up and headed to the door as you followed behind him, he put on his shoes and turned to you.

“Can I at least get your number so we can meet up this weekend?”

Though you were hesitant you still gave him your number, who doesn’t like a free meal right? You (and Wooyoung) waved Seonghwa off as he headed to his car, and you closed the door.

“Well, I thought you’d need some saving, when he came it looked like you seen a ghost.”

You sighed and once again dropped down on your couch face first groaning. Wooyoung walked over to stand over you.

“I guess I was right huh? Is that the guy you were telling me about in the club?”

“Yeah…” you said with your face still in the couch, so the words came out muffled.

“Want a long hug from a wet and sexy man?”

“Shut up. The bathroom is down the hall go take a shower so you can change, I’ll put your clothes in the washer.”

“Look who’s taking care of who now.” You rolled your eyes and Wooyoung went to take his shower while you loaded his clothes in the washing machine. The rain showed no signs of letting up, so you went to get at a shirt and a pair of pants for him to wear for the night. You knocked on the bathroom door.

“I have some clothes for you I’ll leave them in front of the door.”

When you finished, you kneeled to put the clothes in front of the door, before you could get up the bathroom door swung open, and steam came out. Wooyoung stood at the door with only a towel on that covered him from the waist down, his bare chest was showing, water droplets still falling from it, his wet thin gold chain sat perfectly just below his collarbone and his hair was dripping wet with a slight curl. You were stuck, speechless, frozen in time, truly how can one person have this much sex appeal? He had to be a son of Aphrodite; he was just too gorgeous.

“Come on boss you’re making me shy just staring like that.”

You exhaled deeply and got up with the clothes in hand, you felt your face get so hot you probably could melt ice. You shoved the clothes in his hand.

“H-here’s some clothes, put these on and you can stay in the guest room its upstairs and down the hall on the right, the room on the left is mine, just knock or text me if you need me. You know where food is if you’re hungry. Goodnight.”

He giggled at you and damn even his teasing laugh was sexy.

“Good night boss.”

You went up to your room and took a shower in your personal bathroom. You put on your night dress and laid in bed as you tried to decompress. This was the most eventful Monday of your life, with everything going on you had texted Rina congrats and that you loved her, but she hadn’t responded, she was probably tired from spending the day with Hongjoong. You plugged your phone up, it was not 11:21 at night, maybe your life was going to go back to normal tomorrow. As you laid in bed you closed your eyes, not even 20 minutes had passed before the thumping began. Tonight, was a bit more understandable though, your sexy ex missed you and you had a sexy caretaker across the hall, nothing to be done now though. You hadn’t heard Wooyoung come up the stairs yet, so you figured you had a bit of time. You dug in your bedside table drawer and got out your black vibrator wand. You snuggled your self deeply into the covers and bent your legs as you spread them nice and wide. You slide your free hand under your short night dress and on too your unclothed core. You rubbed your hands over your sensitive pussy, you were already wet from thinking about Wooyoung shirtless, what were you some pervy old lady gawking at the sexy boy next door? Even something as simple as that got you this wet? You chose to keep thinking about him as you turned the vibrator on to the 2nd highest setting so it wouldn’t make noise. You lightly placed it on your clit and let out a small yelp, trying to stay quiet so you wouldn’t be heard. You moved the head of the vibrator up and down your folds while your eyes were closed tightly. You started to think about Wooyoung fresh out the shower again, wishing he would have yanked you into the bathroom and bent you over the sink and fucked you until you couldn’t think straight, how would he fuck you? Would he be slow and sensual or fast and rough. You’d do anything in that moment to find out, but you knew you couldn’t, you knew fucking him was taboo, but how turned on you were, you didn’t care one bit. Though the fantasy was fun and the feeling of the vibrator on your throbbing nub felt good something was missing. It felt good but it couldn’t get you to finish, you continued trying your best to stimulate yourself enough that the thumping would stop, and you could get some rest. Little moans fell from your lips as you held the vibrator in place on your clit, without you even noticing you even slipped up and said Wooyoungs name a few times. You started to buck your hips as you felt a building up sensation, was this finally your climax, just as you could see the light at the end of the tunnel a knock was heard at the door. Your eyes shot open, and you hurried and turned off the vibrator.

“Y-yes?”

“Boss, can I come in for a second?” Wooyoung said from behind the door.

“Um…yeah that’s fine.” You shoved your toy under your other pillow and fixed your dress as you got up to open the door, you immediately walked back to sit by the head of the bed, you knew not stand up for long because your clit was throbbing like crazy after you accidently just edged yourself. You sat back down at the edge of the bed and Wooyoung walked in the room making the situation even worse. He had on your sweatpants that you gave him that were a bit too small, so it showed an obvious print you gave him one of your Nike compression work out shirts and it just showed his perfect body, were you trying to kill yourself?

“What is it Wooyoung?”

Wooyoung came in and shut the door behind him, stopping in front of you, your face was flushed, and your heart was beating at almost getting caught.

“I wanted to thank you for letting me stay here tonight, I know we are still technically strangers, but I really appreciate it.”

“Yeah of course, your Jonathan’s family so I trust you.” You gave him a speedy reply just so you could hurry and get him out your room so you can finish your task at hand. Wooyoung noticed your flustered face and how you were talking and raised an eyebrow.

“You sure? You seem uncomfortable saying that, the rain is still going but I can leave if you want.”

“NO” You abruptly yelled, and it made Wooyoung wince, you didn’t want Wooyoung to leave the house because he was the main thing driving your orgasm right now, if you were being honest, you didn’t even want him to leave the room.

“I-I J-just mean that, no I don’t want you to leave because I’d feel bad if something would happen to you.” You said trying to save you, you were frustrated and dizzy at this point, your head was spinning because the achiness of your core was driving you insane, his vary presence was making you want to scream, you opted to crossing one of your legs over the other to give yourself some sort of friction your leg bounced. Wooyoung put on his sly grin again, he knew exactly what was going on and exactly what you were doing. Due to his past, he moves around very quietly so he could enter a room and you’d never hear him. He had got dressed in the bathroom and went upstairs since he heard you lock up the house and set the alarm system. Once he made it to the second floor, he had forgot which room you said was his, he walked over to the room on the left, your room, just as he was about to open it, he heard a consistent buzzing noise start. Now he was no fool to anything sex related, he knew what you were doing, he could hear you fighting back your moans and shift around on the bed. He was going to let you continue and go to sleep, he didn’t want to seem like a creep if you caught him listening but then he heard your sexy and whiney voice call his name, that was the straw that broke the camels back. He could feel the blood rushing to his rod as it started to get stiff in the sweatpants you gave him. He was going to walk away, really, he was, but this opportunity was just too good to pass up.

“Are you sure that’s the reason?” He said smiling down at you as his slightly curled split bangs covered his low eyes.

“Y-yes, I’m sure.”

He smiled then tsked at you.

“Now boss” he said as he sat next to you on the of side the bed.

“Why don’t you tell me the truth? Tell me that you don’t want me to leave because you can’t stop thinking about how bad you want me to fuck you.”

That’s when you realize you were caught red handed.

“Th-that’s not true.”

“Aww boss, I can’t give you what you want if you don’t admit it. Should I work it out of you then?”

You didn’t answer and he took your silence as a yes, he lifted you into his lap, placing you down as you could feel his semi-hard on on your ass. He wasted no time and started to leave wet kisses on your neck.

“Ah, Wooyoung, what are you doing?”

He didn’t answer you and continued to kiss your neck, one of his hands reached in front of you and started to grope your breast, you never wore a bra or underwear to bed, and you were very grateful to yourself for that in this moment.

“Woo~ please”

“If you want me to stop all you have to do is tell me to stop, I’ll get off you and go right to bed.”

He stopped and waited for your answer, his hands even stopped massaging your breast, you thought to yourself for a moment, did you want him to stop?

“Please…touch me more.”

He chuckled at your neediness.

“Of course, whatever you say boss.”

He slid both the straps of your dress down and began to play with your two fleshy mountains. You leaned your head back on his shoulders as he began to lightly tug on both your hard brown nipples, little whimpers fell from your lips. He spread his legs which in turn spread yours, one of his hands eased down the side of your body and on too your thick thighs. He slid his hand up, moving your short sleeping dress up your hips, he began to rub your bare heat slowly.

“Wow boss, you’re this wet thinking about me?”

He was still playing with your nipple in one hand as he waited for your reply.

“I wasn’t.”

“Aww, and here I was thinking you were going to be good for me and tell me the truth. Come on boss tell me how bad you want my dick in you.”

His two fingers started to DJ your swollen clit and you let out a throaty moan, you needed him so bad but fuck you can’t admit that. He smiled watching you come undone with only a few simple gestures, he wanted to push you even more.

“Naughty boss, you can’t admit you want to fuck me but you’re so wet for me. Let’s see how far I can push you. Where is the toy you were using?”

“…under my pillow”

He took his hand off your burning heat to reach under the pillow, you let out a pouty noise in dissatisfaction. He took out your black wand, then without saying a word pressed the button a few times, turning it to the highest speed. He asked you if that was how high it could go and you said yes, his lack of words made you nervous. He took his other hand and move your chin to turn your head to the side. He planted your lips onto his as he maneuvered his tongue into your mouth, the kiss was so lustful you began to buck your hips because your pussy was begging to be touched. As he continued to explore your wet, hot mouth you didn’t even notice him slowly lowering his hand that held the vibrator until you felt the vibration hit your clit softly. You moaned into his mouth and tried to shut your legs, but his muscular legs made that hard for you to do. He gave your clit a break but only for a second as he started to move the vibrator up and down your dripping wet pussy, he pulled back from the kiss and moved his other hand down to spread your pussy lips apart so the vibrator could really be felt on your plush folds.

“Fuck-“ was all you could get out, you’ve been masturbating for so long and it’s never felt this good, it reminded you of the sensation you felt the first night you met Wooyoung, your entire body felt hot, and his touch was driving you insane.

“Boss your hips are moving like a little slut that wants to get fucked, are you sure you weren’t thinking about fucking me?”

He continued to move the toy on your needy pussy, he held it on the ball of your clit then slid in his two fingers. Your head slung back onto his shoulders.

“Ah fuck, oh my god I’m going to cum, please.”

You begged him for your release as your hips bucked back and forth on the toy and his fingers. You felt dizzy as the rope in your mind felt like it was about to snap, is it possible to be dick whipped for a dick you haven’t even had yet?

“Oh, Boss you’re so cute, begging your caretaker to let you cum. Don’t worry I’ll give you what you’re begging for.”

Wooyoung pushed his fingers deep into your velvet walls as they pulsed around them, he kept going in and out while rubbing circles on your clit with the wand, you were seeing stares.

“Woo, I’m going to fucking cum please.”

He sped up the pace of his fingers and pushed the vibrator into your throbbing nub, thank God you didn’t live in an apartment but if still it didn’t matter, you screamed his name as you came around his digits, but not just his digits, you came on the wand, his legs, the carpet, and the bed. When you were done breathing to calm yourself down and your ears stopped ringing you could hear Wooyoungs amused giggling as he turned off the toy and removed his fingers from inside of you, you looked up at him.

“What is it?” you said with an expression of confusion.

“Look down Boss, you squirted for me.”

You looked down in shock seeing everything wet with your release, this was the first time you ever done something like that, then again this was the first time in a while you’ve ever felt that good.

“That’s so fucking sexy Boss, I’m glad to know you can do that.”

“I didn’t even know I could do that.” You said in a lowly tone, somewhat embarrassed.

“Aww don’t be shy, here I’ll clean you up.”

He slid you off his lap and stood up, his erection being more then obvious now, you assumed he was going to the bathroom to grab a towel, but he did something much worse. He kneeled in front of your legs, hooking his hands under your thighs to pull you all the way to the edge of the bed, the force and speed made you fall back on to the bed, you started to question what he was doing, and it was too late. Wooyoung started to lick long stripes up your pussy, you silently moaned as the overstimulation started to kick in. Your pussy was so sensitive you could have sworn you could feel the taste buds on his tongue. You reached down to grip a hand full of his hair and he flicked his tongue on your nub.

“Oh, my fuck Woo please, I’m going crazy.”

He sucked your clit into his mouth, and you inched up away from his mouth, he sucked it back in and a pop was heard when you pulled yourself upward again. He once again yanked you back down to his mouth, you looked down and you were met with his sharp fox eyes, a serious look in his lustful. He removed his mouth from your pussy, your wetness covered his chin.

“Don’t fucking run from me, understood?”

You were so intimidated, yet so turned on, that was so fucking sexy.

“Y-yes Woo.”

“Good girl.” He went back to lapping up your sweet wetness, you groaned from the sensitivity and gripped the sheets, you wanted to run again but chose to save disobeying him for another time. Another time? Will there be another time? Should there be another time and why were you hoping there would be another time? You were pulled from your thought when you felt Wooyoung slip his tongue into your hole, making you yelp. His tongue started to fuck your pussy just like his fingers did a few moments ago and you started to feel the pressure in your core rise. He removed his hand from under your thigh and placed it on the hood of your pussy, he used his thumb to flick your clit as he continued to dart his tongue in and out of you. You once again grabbed his hair as you bucked your hips, babbling curse words and his name mixed in. As you were about to reach the top of your peak you could feel your mind going blank that’s when you said exactly what he needed to hear.

“Ah FUCK! Woo, I need your dick so bad!”

You came around his tongue, he started to suck all the cum rushing from your pussy like it was his job, which I guess it is since he is hired to “take care of you”.

Once you came down from you high Wooyoung dropped your other leg and got up. He lifted the bottom of his shirt to wipe off all the cum that covered the bottom half of his face, he looked so primal, you wanted him to fuck you right then and there into the bed with no mercy.

“So, you admit you want to fuck me huh?”

You paused for a moment, there was no lying, hiding, or running, you had already said it, nothing to do now but to double down.

“Y-yes.”

“Mm, good to know, night boss.”

He gave you a kiss on the cheek and left the room.

What the hell kind of Monday-, you grabbed your phone to look at the time to see it was not 1:51am, Tuesday was this?

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momowritings · 14 days

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Love Bites pt. 4

Cute little babies in cute little Halloween costumes

Baker Fem Reader x Toji Fushiguro

word ct: 15.1k, 11 Chapters

Preview: When everyone’s attention is focused on the glittering light show Megumi looks back at his dad, and sees that you are standing much closer to him than before. He squints, noticing that you have your pinkies entwined together before fully enclosing each other’s hands...

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Chapter Four: Apple Cider

“Rina, you lied to me. You make it sound like you teach the spawns of satan but all these kids look absolutely adorable.”

“They are spawns of satan,” Rina hisses quietly, making sure no other teachers can hear her. You shake your head in disbelief. “Of course they are on their best behavior now. Nobody wants ISS.”

“Well I think that they are adorable. I mean, there’s mini Princess Tiana and tiny Jack Sparrow. That’s a crossover I never thought I would see,” You point at the kids who came dressed up for the fall festival. There were different booths open, from games, to food, to arts and crafts, and apparently the school had a special surprise as the finale.

“I guess they’re not all bad,” Rina grumbles.

Three kids walked up to Reyna’s booth, their costumes bringing a bright smile to her face. The child in the middle looked familiar to you but you couldn’t quite put your finger on it.

“And what can I get the vampire queen, Frankenstein, and the werewolf today? I have caramel brownie bites, mini cinnamon rolls, and peppermint bark. Oh, and I also have apple cider,” you display.

“I’m Frankenstein’s monster. Mary Shelley never gave the monster a name,” says the kid in the middle. Your eyebrows shot up in surprise.

“You’ve read Frankenstein already? I didn’t have to read that until high school,” you blink. The little kid just shrugs his shoulders.

“How much do we have to pay you? I would like some brownie bites,” says the vampire queen. She has a hand held mirror and checks her fangs in it.

“It’s all free. Just let me know what you want.”

“Then I want one of everything and some cider!” Says the werewolf.

“Yuji, leave some for other people.”

“What? She said it’s free,” Yuji looks back at you and you nod your head. “See Nobara!”

“Fine. I’d like to have a brownie bite and peppermint bark then. What about you, Megumi?”

Megumi was about to order until he read your apron. It was the same flourish of cursive letters that he had seen on the boxes his dad brought home. His eyes narrow suspiciously, pointing his finger at your clothes.

“Are you the owner of Love Bites?”

You chuckle nervously. “Yes…why?”

“And you’re dressed like a witch?”

“The Wicked Witch of the West, yes.”

“Megumi, you might be right. She really did curse your dad,” Yuji says with a mouth full of brownies. Megumi scowls at him, but his face looks so much like his father that you had to hold back a laugh.

“So you’re Toji’s son? It’s lovely to meet you. I promise, I did not curse your dad to be a slave to my baked goods.”

“Yeah. You haven’t given him your cookie yet,” Rina whispers in your ear, making you smack her arm.

“My dad was eating a jelly donut once, your jelly donut. He has never eaten those before. The jelly fell on his pants, and he just stared at it for a really long time. I think the sugar is rotting his brain since he keeps on going back to buy more.”

You snort but you couldn’t get mad at the child. He says everything so matter-of-factly you almost felt compelled to agree with him. “How about you taste one of my treats and you can come to your own conclusion?”

Megumi narrows his eyes again, but the pretty lady didn’t set off any alarms in his head. He takes a caramel brownie bite and takes his time to really chew it. You, Rina, Yuji, and Nobara stand in anticipation as you await Megumi’s verdict. After what seemed to be ages Megumi swallows and looks back to you. You lean in close when he opens his mouth to sigh.

“I don’t hate it.”

You turn and high five Rina while Nobara hands Yuji a one dollar bill. “I told you he would like her eventually,” he smirks. Nobara shakes her head in despair and clings to Megumi’s shoulder. “What happened to your cold heart? I just lost money because you want to be nice.”

“I may be a hater but I won’t be a liar,” Megumi grumbles, taking a cup of apple cider to wash down the snack.

“I’m glad that you liked it,” you swell, and Megumi really couldn’t get himself to dislike the mystery baker lady like he had planned to.

“Megumi, there you are!” Huffed Toji. He was in his customary black suit, except his hair was pushed back and you couldn’t help but to stare. Toji’s eyes bounced between Megumi and Reyna, and then to you and Rina, then back to Megumi. He nods to you before turning his attention back to his kid.

“The fireworks are about to start,” Toji said carefully. “Let’s go get a good spot.”

Megumi could tell the nervous look in his father’s eyes as he looked at you like he wanted to say something but couldn’t. Frankenstein’s monster turned to look at you. “Do you want to come with us?”

You start to decline but Rina jumps in. “I’ll take it from here. I’m not a fan of fireworks and I see them every year. Go, have some fun,” she winks.

You look at Toji and he looks hopeful. He sees her wearing the earmuffs and beanie that he had bought you a week before and he smiles . Not a wide, opened mouth smile, but you have studied his facial expressions long enough to know that he was beyond happy and you blush, following them to an open spot on the field. The kids trail in front of the two adults and whisper among themselves.

“Megumi, your dad should be holding her hand. Why isn’t he doing that?” Nobara hisses.

“He’s a slowpoke that’s why. Why do you even care?”

“She’s pretty and she can bake. We’d be dumb not to like her,” Yuji answers. Megumi scowls at them but before he can answer the fireworks start.

When everyone’s attention is focused on the glittering light show Megumi looks back at his dad, and sees that you are standing much closer to him than before. He squints, noticing that you have your pinkies entwined together before fully enclosing each other’s hands, and when Toji’s eyes fall on his son’s, he gives a father a sharp nod before turning back to listen to his friends try to shout louder than the fireworks.

<<< Chapter One

<<< Chapter Two

<<<Chapter Three

Chapter Five>>>

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gladdyator18 · 7 months

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You Could've Just Asked - TickleTober2023 Day 5 ("I'm Not Ticklish")

First fic for my Fire Emblem OCs, woohoo! Hope y’all enjoy!

Summary: Diego’s in a mood and wants to get tickled. Knowing Corrina’s tolerance of childish behavior, he gets exactly what he wants without directly asking for it.

Word Count: 1523

"I'm not ticklish." This sentence can spark many things if one says this. Those who say this is either telling the God-honest truth or lying right through their teeth; most of the time, it's the ladder. Some grow out of being ticklish, and others somehow grow more ticklish over time. Sometimes, those who say they're not ticklish and are lying want to get tickled. Diego Isenloc Glaudrich is one of those people.

"You know, you are acting like a real brat right now," Corrina said suddenly.

"What are you talking about?" Diego asked.

"For the past hour, you have acted like a child on a sugar rush, making witty comments and giving me sass. What is up with you today?"

Diego shrugged his shoulders with a slight grin. It was a warm summer afternoon, and Diego came over to visit Corrina when his mother wanted to discuss something with Corrina's parents. The young axe-wielder sighed before taking a sip of her tea.

"Well, I would stop while I am ahead if I were you," Corrina warned, "Consequences will surely surface if you continue this childish behavior."

Diego chuckled as he rolled his eyes fondly.

"Whatever you say, Rina." Diego said.

The archer was practically shaking with excitement. He knew what he was doing, and Diego would soon get what he wanted. He knew Corrina was a patient young woman with a good tolerance for childish behavior; she has a younger brother, after all. With just a few more nudges in the right direction, Diego would succeed.

Diego sighed dramatically before tapping his finger against the metal table, ensuring it was loud enough for Corrina to hear. He glanced at Corrina to see a small vein bumping from her head. Then, everything stopped when Corrina set down her teacup, the porcelain clicking together loudly. Corrina stood up from her seat before walking over to Diego. Feigning ignorance, Diego set down his teacup and glanced at his friend with a confused look.

"What's the matter, Rina?" Diego asked.

Then, Corrina shoved him out of the chair and straddled his waist when he hit the ground.

"C-Corrina, what has gotten into you?" Diego asked, trying to suppress his smile.

"I told you there would be consequences if you did not cease your childish behavior," Corrina said, "Since you want to act like a child, I am going to treat you like one."

When Corrina poked Diego's side, the archer flinched hard.

"What is the matter, Diego?" Corrina asked, "Ticklish?"

"Pssh, you wish," Diego said with sass, "I'm not ticklish in the slightest."

What Diego said made Corrina giggle.

"We both know that is a lie," Corrina commented.

"It is not!" Diego protested.

"Really? Then you won't mind me doing this, right?"

When Corrina started skitting her fingers along Diego's sides, the emerald-eyed archer snickered as he bit his bottom lip.

"S-Sehehee? Not t-ticklihihihish," Diego said, giggles slipping past.

"Really?" Corrina questioned, "Then why are you laughing?"

"I-I'm nohohohot!"

Corrina chuckled as she shook her head fondly.

"You are a terrible liar, Diego Isenloc Glaudrich." Corrina said.

When Corrina moved her hands up to Diego's ribs, his dam broke, and deep bubbly giggles came rushing out.

"Corrinahahahahaha! Nohohohoho!" Diego giggled.

"You know, for someone who is not ticklish, you sure are laughing quite a lot," Corrina said.

"This isn't fahahahair!"

"You have been nothing but sassy and annoying for the past hour. You were acting like Issac whenever he wanted attention from me."

Diego pushed at Corrina's hands, not making any real effort to stop her.

"Ahahahahehehe! Corrinahahahaha!" Diego giggled, "Nohohoho mohohore!"

"I do not think so," Corrina said, "This is what you get for testing my patience."

When Corrina's fingers found Diego's armpits, the archer squealed as his giggles increased in volume. Diego pressed his arms to his sides, but Corrina's fingers were already in their target.

"Stohohop ihihihit!" Diego giggled, "Get yohohohour hands ohohohout!"

"It seems you trapped them, my dear friend," Corrina cooed, "I guess I have no choice but to tickle you here."

Diego giggled before covering his blushing face.

"No tehehehasiiiiihihihihing!" Diego half-whined.

"Why? Does it tickle more if I do?" Corrina questioned, "Does teasing make it tickle more?"

"Yehehehes! It does, it dohohohohoes!"

"Funny, I thought you said you were not ticklish, and here you are saying it tickles."

Diego started to squirm when Corrina said this but made no real effort to wriggle away.

"Corrinahahaha, plehehehease!" Diego cried, "Go sohohohomewhere ehehehelse!"

"Fine, fine, if you insist." Corrina said.

When Corrina removed her hands from his armpits, she started clawing at Diego's stomach, causing him to buck and let out a small laugh.

"Wait, wahahahahait! Nohohoho!" Diego giggled, pushing at his friend's hands.

"What am I waiting on exactly?" Corrina asked with a sly smirk.

Diego writhed underneath his friend as small laughs flooded from his mouth.

"Have you finally learned your lesson about testing my patience?" Corrina asked.

"What do yohohohou thihihihink?" Diego asked, keeping up the bratty act.

The amethyst-eyed axe-wielder chuckled before stopping briefly as the pieces clicked together. Diego panted with a happy grin on his face.

"You know, if I did not know any better, I would say that you wanted this," Corrina said, "Me, tickling you silly. Is that why you acted like a sassy little brat?"

What Corrina said made Diego's blush deepen.

"Uhm, w-wehehell," Diego stuttered, "M-Maybe…?"

Corrina couldn't stop the "aww" that came from her mouth, making Diego cover his face as his embarrassed blush deepened.

"You know, you could have just asked me to tickle you, right?" Corrina questioned, "I would not have judged you for it,"

"I know, but where's the fun in just asking for it?" Diego asked, peeking from his hands over his face, "I bet Issac does this all the time with you."

"Unlike you, he asks me instead of being an annoying little brat like someone I know."

When the axe-wielder smiled at her friend, the archer couldn't help but laugh.

"Well, if this is truly what you wanted, I will be happy to tickle you to your heart's content." Corrina said genuinely.

Hearing that made Diego smile.

"Thanks, Rina." Diego said.

"Of course," Corrina said, "And besides, I still need to punish you for testing my patience. You never do that, and you should know this by now."

Diego knew what Corrina was doing and played along.

"Really? I should've known?" Diego said, "How was I supposed to know? A good friend would've spoken up about something like this."

Corrina feigned annoyance and shock at her friend's comment and chuckled lowly.

"You are just digging yourself a deeper grave." Corrina said.

Before Diego could protest, he let out a yelp when he felt Corrina's fingers press against his sides.

"WAIT, WAHAHAHAHAIT! CORRINAHAHAHAHA!" Diego laughed, "NOT THEHEHEHERE! AHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Not there?" Corrina questioned, "Why? Does it tickle that much?"

"YES, IT DOHOHOHOES!"

Diego slammed his legs against the viridian-colored ground while deep bubbly laughter spilled from his lips.

"AHAHAHAHA! CORRIHIHIHINAHAHA!" Diego cried, "NAHAHAHAAA! THAT REALLY TIHIHIHIHICKLES! QUIT IHIHIHIHIT!"

"Well, it is supposed to tickle, silly," Corrina said, "And I am not stopping until you apologize for testing my patience,"

"NEVER GONNAHAHAHA HAHAHAPPEN! HAHAHAHEHEHEHE!"

"We'll see about that…"

When Corrina started using two fingers, Diego gave a wild buck, causing his hair to move away from his scarred eye.

"OKAY, OKAHAHAHAHAY! RINAHAHAHAHA!" Diego laughed, "PLEHEHEHEASE, ENOHOHOHOUGH!"

"Apologize, and I will." Corrina said.

The archer growled through his laughter as he tried to push away his friend. Diego was having the time of his life. This is everything he could've ever hoped for and more. While he didn't want the tickling to end, he knew he would eventually pass out.

"HAHAHAHAAAA! FIIHIHIHIHIIIINE!" Diego laughed, "I'M SOHOHOHORRY!"

"Are you going to test my patience again?" Corrina asked.

When Diego didn't answer, Corrina couldn't help but laugh.

"You are adorable, Diego Isenloc Glaudrich." Corrina chuckled.

"SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!" Diego laughed, his cheeks burning.

With a final tweak to the archer's side, the axe-wielder stopped the tickling. Diego panted as he tried to gain control over his breathing.

"So, how was that?" Corrina asked, "You got what you wanted; are you satisfied?"

The emerald-eyed archer smiled at his friend and nodded.

"Very." Diego said.

Corrina smiled as she lightly traced the visible scars across her friend's eye. Diego sighed and leaned into her touch.

"Thanks, Corrina," Diego said, "I needed a good laugh,"

"Everyone does," Corrina said, "And again, you could have just asked me to tickle you."

"But it's no fun just outright asking. Plus, messing with you is just a bonus. You're so easy to make upset."

What the archer said made Corrina quirk a brow with a knowing look.

"Come again?" Corrina questioned.

Diego's eyes danced with excitement as a smile formed on his face. Before Diego could protest, happy laughter filled Auradeau Manor Garden once again. Remember how the sentence "I'm not ticklish" can spark many things? This was one of them, and Diego couldn't be happier. I guess what I mentioned before was true: those who say they're not ticklish and are lying just want to get tickled.

#gladdy writes #tickle fic #augtickletober2023 #tickletober 2023

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aectpen · 7 months

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STRAWBERRY ✯ 𝙕𝙃𝘼𝙉𝙂 𝙃𝘼𝙊!

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synopsis: 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐥

pairing: Zhang Hao of ZB1 and fem!oc

status: ongoing

chapter 8: haemin

haemin. rina's right hand woman. she'd tell her everything that happens to her. whether it's tragic or as minor as a stranger giving her a dirty look on the train. why didn't she just tell her that she was seeing him, even if it was an innocent friendship at first? that's something she'd immediately tell her.

but something in the back of her mind urged her not to. she knows how much of a big fan she is. she would lie awake at night imagining the outcomes of of her finding out. the best case scenario is her interrogating you about it. the worst case scenario is her freaking out and telling people that she has a connection to her favorite boy group.

despite rina being her best friend, rina isn't her only friend. out of the two, haemin has always been the more social, more caring one. it was always haemin looking after rina and pushing her to do things. it has always been that way.

with rina finally getting close to hao; she didn't want to say it out loud but she wanted to finally have something, someone for herself. haemin had her own friends and relationships that didn't involve her, so why couldn't she just have this one thing for herself?

why can't i just keep this one secret?

rina glanced over at haemin.

they both heard that phone buzzing. there was no denying it.

rina watched as haemin walked to the shelf behind her. she can't stop her, that would be even worse.

"oh. my god." you would think she saw a ghost. "zhang hao. rina that is zhang hao. strawberry, z is zhang hao."

rina did not want to look back and see the scene unfold before her. but she had to. she looked at haemin's shocked face and couldn't imagine the one on hao's face.

"hi." his signature greeting alongside an awkward chuckle and smile in an awkward situation.

"haemin, zhang hao. zhang hao, haemin."

"when were you gonna tell me about this?" she seemed more calm than rina had prepared for. it seemed too good to be true, but rina was internally thanking the universe for this reaction.

"i was actually planning on it. very soon." truth was, she was planning on keeping it from her for far longer than this.

"well. are you guys dating or something now?" haemin crossed her arms.

"yes." - "no."

the two looked at each other confused.

"no." - "yes."

"i'm guessing you guys haven't thought this through yet."

"it's very new. we'll definitely have to discuss this." rina scratched the back of her neck "are you sure you're okay with all of this?"

"of course! why would this be a bad thing. i'm happy for you!" haemin engulfed her in a tight hug.

rina gave hao an i don't know look facing him in the hug. he only shrugged back at her.

"i'll leave you two to it." she smiled and left them alone.

"i have no clue what that was about." out of all the scenarios rina drafted, that one never came up.

"strawberry. wow, you really serious about that." hao found the entire thing amusing. everyday he was finding out something new about rina.

"i warned you we did talk about you quite a lot when you were a faceless stranger."

"at least i never have to worry about you liking me for my looks or status."

"okay, heartthrob." she rolled her eyes.

finally, she started to lock up the store. she would definitely have to tell her boss about the extra time she spent in the store after hours. someone could've easily robbed the place, but she didn't get paid enough to be worrying about that.

they were now standing outside of the closed store, his phone buzzing in his pocket again.

"yeah, i got caught up. relax. no, the store is closed. okay, whatever." he hung up "sorry, my members are so obsessed with me."

"it's kinda late, i'd be worried too. you can go home now. today drained me."

"i should introduce you to them. a proper introduction."

"i think i embarrassed myself enough." rina recalled the humiliating interaction with them from the bowling alley.

"them of all people are not immune to embarrassing themselves, trust me." he reassured her.

"we'll have to find out who is more embarrassing between us. i think i'm in the lead right now."

they shared a goodbye hug. it was tight, warm, and lasted so long that you'd think they were never going to see each other again.

as they slowly parted ways, they only had one thing in mind;

i should've kissed her

i should've kissed him

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mochiswifey · 8 months

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FINE LINE

Kanji Mochizuki CHAPTERS

Mature Themes

"What are you doing today?" Kanji asked me as he sat down on my bed. I roll my eyes mentally as I put my hair into a ponytail.

None of your motherfucking business, I wanted to say. But I'm trying to be a better person.

"Get your fucking dirty ass out of my goddamn room." Well, I didn't mean to say that. I looked back and he had a very well startled face. He didn't look offended he just looked surprised. I started laughing and his face softened.

"I'm just joking. I'm so sorry." I apologize as I finish tying my hair. I adjust the ribbon before walking towards my full body mirror twirling around liking how pretty I look.

"You look pretty." He says and I'm not gonna lie. It surprised me.

"Arigatou, Kanji-kun."

"So, where are you going?" From the mirror, I see him standing up from the bed and walking towards me. I look back at him and see him smiling.

What the fuck?

"Do you wanna go out together?" He asks.

"Fuck no."

"Eh?" His smile faded. I chuckled before walking toward my night stand, I took my phone and wallet checking to make sure I have enough money.

"I'm going out with my Senpai. She's picking me up."

"What time are you coming back? Maybe we could dine somewhere? Peninsula Hotel-"

"I'm sure you'd find someone who can accompany you. How about Kazuko? She's your second favorite wasn't she?" He knew that I was aware of Rina's existence but he didn't know the extend of my knowledge about his affairs.

Rina, Kazuko, and finally Meika. His favorites.

"I'll dine with you someday. I'll even cook for us since I'm on a diet."

"Diet? Your body is thin enough."

Well, an eating disorder doesn't think so.

"I'm getting late. I'll see you when I see you." I bid my farewell before hurrying out of our shared penthouse. After the incident he's been trying to repent for every bullshit he has done.

Cheating, neglect, for trying to kill me, and lastly for choosing his mistress over me when he needed to save one of us.

I shake my head trying to clear my thoughts as I enter the elevator. There's no use to overthink.

Life is unfunny when you become serious.

"What's up?" My senpai Jess greets me. I tell her I'm fine before entering her car.

We met through my part time job and bonded over our broken family. She doesn't know I'm affiliated with Kanji and I'd like to keep it that way.

"How are you doing? And, also it's a little late but happy birthday!" I almost teared up. I forgot about my own birthday.

"Thank you!" I say before leaning to hug her.

We went around Tokyo. Since we're broke we mostly window shopped and we didn't dare to go inside any luxury brands. Around 1pm we got hungry and decided to settle and eat Indian Curry.

I felt uneasy and eyes watching over us. I didn't want to scare Jess so I said nothing. She was supposed to drop me off by my own apartment but I can't afford to let Kanji know where I live out of our shared penthouse. At least, for a little bit longer.

We said goodbye and I intentionally used one of the dangerous roads. I knew he'd be furious because not even a minute after walking in one of the tunnels his scent hit me and not long after I was pinned against the wall. His hands pushed my shoulders against the concrete walls of the tunnel.

The way my spine was pushed against them hurts but it's better than trying to do sit-ups.

He was breathing heavily as he looked down upon me. I didn't dare look up for a few moments but knew I had to because if I didn't he won't speak and we won't go anywhere other than to stand here like idiots.

"Are you stupid? Walking dress like that? In a tunnel like this? At this fucking time." He yells and I almost chuckle. I debated whether to plaster a startled oh gosh! I didn't expect you'd be here! Type of face.

"Almost no one uses this road! What-"

"Don't be angry. Being angry is tiring." I tell him and placed my hands on his chest trying to push him away.

"How can't I? You decline my offer, you don't tell your friend you have a husband, and you walk around Tokyo like you don't have people trying to harm you."

I would've already been in my house showering if he hadn't followed me and Jess. I noticed him when we were goofing around inside an accessory store. We were taking photos in the mirror. And he photobombs us from across the store.

"I wanna go home. I'm tired." He sighed before letting me go. I didn't argue when he said he'd take us home.

"楽しかった？Did you have fun?" He asked me after I put my seatbelt on. I simply nodded and leaned back.

"よかった. That's good." He smiled at me before he started driving.

"普通の会話ってこれ？Is normal conversation this?" I asked him out of nowhere.

”急に何？What out of sudden? 普通の会話じゃない会話って何？What's a not normal conversation?" He threw the question back at me amusement written all over his dumbass face.

I don't think he understands my question.

What I meant to ask is, is this the type of normal convo married people have? Asking questions like "Did you have fun?" After you go out with your friends?

"何でもない。It's nothing."

"まだ時間早いからどっか行く？It's still early, do you wanna go somewhere?" He asked me but he was already taking a turn away from our penthouse.

"Can you please drive us around Tokyo Rainbow Bridge?" He probably didn't expect my request.

"I don't mind." He was more than happy.

"You're from Kawasaki right?" I asked him and he nods. These is the questions you ask on the first or second date not years after your marriage.

"There are few places that I like. Legoland, Universal Studio Japan, the Rainbow Bridge, ummm the shopping outlet at Gotemba, beaches, and Chinatown. How about you?"

"I like my first ever gang's hideout." I try to show interest by reacting like the hostesses from the clubs he goes to.

"みさきがさぁお気に入りな場所二人で行きたい。Your favorite places, I want us two to go there together." He tells me as his left hand lands on my knee. I jump and tried to hid my discomfort by looking out of the window.

We enter the highway and he starts to rub his hand in a circular motion.

"時間あったら行こうね。When there's time let's go." When girls say that in Japan it means they don't like you.

His hand moved up to my thigh. No. This is not happening. I took his hand and held it tightly between my hands. He didn't look at me and kept his eyes on the road but I knew he noticed my actions.

I'm stuck between not wanting to offend him but I'll choose my comfortability over his ego.

"ごめん、寒かったから。Sorry, I was cold." It's fucking summer.

"言い訳がヘボ。Your excuses are lame." I called him out and he burst out laughing.

"It's not that lame."

"It is! Your hands are cold? Think of a better one."

"Is it bad if I admit I want to touch you?" My cheek heats up. I know I shouldn't be feeling like this. Not with him or any other men in our world. But it's unlike him to say something and sounds like he really meant it.

"Shut up." I let go of his hand and he placed it right back on my knee.

"いい景色。What a nice view." I say complimenting the lights of the big buildings seen from the Rainbow Bridge.

"俺？ありがとう。Me? Thank you."

”お前じゃないよ. Not you."

We laughed together and I wondered how much till I faced heart ache again. I give it a good 2 days.

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mrs-johansson · 9 months

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Chapter 5: Avengers: Age of Ultron - Two Ghosts

Part 1:

“When can I meet her?” Dad asked as he came down to have lunch in my lab. “Soon. I want her to settle in, and I want her to have the hearing aid.” “And how’s that going?” He stood up and walked up to the table. “I’m just gonna run some more tests and we’ll see, maybe next week you two could meet,” I looked up at him.

“How is it that your friends have seen Katarina sooner than I would?” Dad had been trying to meet Katarina for months, but with James at the house and the setting time, I thought she could have a little more time. “Because they are not her relatives biologically. Clint helps me with babysitting and Natasha is… Natasha. Believe me, she’s worth the wait. I swear she has your attitude sometimes even though you two haven’t even met yet.” The proud and surprised look on his face was funny but also such a great feeling to see. “Okay show me some pictures then.”

***

The last couple of months have been hectic. Hiding James has been really difficult, but mostly for him. He couldn’t really leave the house without assistance and he was bothered by that obviously. Even though he’s very introverted and a house buddy, he wanted to get out there and explore the world on his own, which was not possible at these times.

So he stayed at home most days, spending time with Katarina and learning from within the four walls. He watched the news every morning and evening, surfed the internet for information, and read about the time he had missed.

We once visited the Smithsonian National Air and Space Museum, where he learned about himself and the war, but mostly about the Captain America we know now. James was so eager to know everything and be present that sometimes he got lost in what he actually wanted. He still didn't have a plan for what would come next. I tried everything to make him look further but he got stuck.

Meanwhile, Katarina was growing fast. She’s not even one and she has the abilities and looks of a 3 year old. She knows sign language to a full extent, which she learned in just a couple of weeks.

It is incredible to see how she’s developing day to day, but not gonna lie I miss the previous steps. I wanted to see her open her eyes for the first time, roll over for the first time and I’m not even gonna mention the first steps. I know I complain about great things but these are also great things to miss out on.

When I work, she’s in kindergarten from Monday to Thursday and on Fridays, she stays at Barton's. She already sees Clint and Laura as her uncle and aunt, and the kids as her cousins. They treat her like family, which I appreciate out of this world.

And Natasha, she’s here on most Saturdays, when Katarina is just full of joy. Nat is definitely her favorite, apart from me of course. They bonded on a deep level and it brings me happiness but also so much pain to know that we couldn’t work out.

Maybe if it wasn’t for the break-up, we would raise Katarina together. But it’s never perfect, is it?

On Fridays, which is today, I usually bring dinner to Clint’s house and we have dinner together.

Pulling up to the farm, I could see the kids and Clint playing outside, kicking a ball around. Katarina’s dark brown hair was gently braided into two little braids, and the pants she had on were basically dirty as the ground. She enjoys being outside since at home we only have a flat still.

The Bartons looked up to the sound of the car and Clint alerted Rina that I’d arrived, and she looked my way too. Her attention left the ball imminently and with those little feet, she started running towards me.

Seeing this was something that made me appreciate every little thing. She was getting older by the second and I wasn’t gonna miss one more minute with her.

I got out of the car and quickly rounded it before picking her up.

“Hi baby,” I gave a kiss to the side of her head, then put her back on the ground and kneeled in front of her. “Your hair is so pretty! Did Laura make it?” I asked. “No, Natasha.” Nat’s here? “Wow, she’s so cool, right?” She nodded. “How was today? Did you have fun?” “Yes, we painted. I made you something,” she took my hand and insisted on getting inside.

Getting the take-out dinner I picked up Katarina and made our way towards Clint and the kids. “Hey guys, I got us Chinese today,” I greeted the three of them. “Copper, why don’t you guys take the food inside? We’ll be there in a minute,” I gave him the bags of food and the three of them walked in, Katarina grabbing a hold of Lila’s hand.

“What is she doing here? She hasn't been returning my calls for over a week. And I know she wasn’t on a mission,” I turned to Clint. He looked inside then at me with a sigh. “I don’t know why she didn’t talk to you then, but now she’s here to talk. It seemed pretty serious,” he said. “Great, just perfect.”

Walking inside, the kids already settled around the table, Laura and Natasha unpacking the boxes. “Hi,” I said. Nat picked up her head and I couldn’t describe the look she gave me. “I was just saying the other to Clint, how much I craved Chinese but he didn’t get me any,” Laura’s voice made me look away. “Because it was in the middle of the night and we live on a farm,” Clint stepped in. “I’m glad your craving will be fulfilled,” I said.

Grabbing the plates, I had to step next to Natasha. “Nat,” I nodded her way. “Y/n.” The urge to read her mind was so tempting but I promised everyone that I won’t use it on them. “You haven’t been returning my calls,” I said as I reached the shelf.

“It wasn’t a phone conversation that I wanted to talk about,” she said. Voice tense, body language just strict. “We can talk after I put Katarina to sleep.”

***

Katarina insisted that Natasha would be the one who stays with her until she falls asleep, so I did the dishes so that Laura could relax a little, but she kept my company throughout.

“Dinner was weird,” she said. “What do you mean?” “You and Nat. What’s going on?” I stared at the water as it flowed through the sink. “It’s been strange for a while. She’s dictating herself from me, from us really. She canceled last week’s Saturday and hasn't answered my calls since. Of course, Rina asked for her, because she’s obsessed with her. But nothing. And last week too, like she was distracted at all times. And if it was work she would definitely tell me.” “Maybe she’s seeing someone,” she casually threw it out there. “You think?” I stopped the tap and dried my hands. “What else could it be? It’s Natasha, you and work were the only option she could be occupied with, but there’s no you anymore, and if it’s not work… Maybe she found someone,” the sad smile on Laura’s face was something strange. I know she loved us together but I didn’t think she would actually prefer us over other relationships. But she also probably knew something.

“So, can we talk?” Natasha walked down the stairs, and both of us looked her way. “Yeah, let’s go outside. Good night, Laura,” I said to the woman. “You too guys.”

As we made our way outside I played all the scenarios in my mind about what could happen. Maybe she did find someone and wants to disappear from my life, or maybe it is a work thing.

We were a great distance from the house and we didn't talk a word on the walk. Then she stopped at almost the end of the lot. “I know about Barnes,” her voice was filled with anger. “And?” I shrugged it off, trying to act cool.

“Y/n, are you insane?” She stepped closer, veins popping out on her neck. “He is dangerous! And you let your daughter around him? There’s a chance that he’s gonna be that killing machine again, and what are you gonna do then, huh? Or what if HYDRA finds him? That’s why you won’t let anyone over to your place! And what about Steve? You’re just gonna let him suffer and look for him when you know damn well that he sleeps in your bed, eats your food, and plays with your daughter every day.” “You have no idea Natalia how fucking hard it is for me! If it wasn’t for him I wouldn’t have found Katarina. I wouldn’t be alive if it wasn’t for him!” By now we were yelling at each other and I was glad the house was far away.

“I’ve been trying to help him settle in, to come up with a plan. But nothing. He doesn’t even want a glance at the future. For the past several decades he wasn’t Barnes, he wasn’t the Bucky Steve knows… But he’s trying to be the old him. He wants to learn and be human,” I explained but as I spoke she only got angrier. “How are you falling so easily into this? Y/n how can you be so naive after everything that happened?” Her hands spread to her sides, confusion hitting her face. “Naive?” I scoffed. “Every single day when I go home, I think he’s not gonna be there anymore. That he left, that they took him. For months I’ve been living on the fucking edge, scared to leave my daughter alone with him, scared to fall asleep next to him. I’m not naive, I just don’t want to make him feel even worse,” I said and turned around to walk back.

“No.” She simply said and I looked back at her. “No, you are just scared to be alone. You can’t be alone and you just won’t admit that,” she caught up to me and stood right in front of me. “Don’t ever talk to me about hating to be alone. I became a mother overnight, and I wasn’t gonna do this alone.” “But you are not alone,” Natasha took hold of my hand. But I took it away and shook my head. “I am.” “Y/n don’t shut me out now,” the want in her eyes was something I missed every day but I couldn’t let this happen. “I’m not shutting you out, but we talked about this. I can’t do this, not now… James is there and Rina, I-“ I stumbled over my words, didn’t even know what I wanted to say. “James…” She said quietly like she knew immediately. With the look she gave me, she definitely knew.

“You guys are a thing, aren’t you?” Her shoulders dropped. “We’re not a thing,” I looked away, shaking my head. “Oh don’t fucking lie to me. I know you, Y/n. You two are fucking for sure,” she got mad again, but mostly she looked disappointed. “What if we do? You have absolutely no right to question who I sleep or don’t sleep with. We broke up, Natasha. We ended things because it didn’t work. I’m sorry that I’m trying to move on. It hurts me like shit, that he’s not you, that it’s not us! I wanted you, Nat!” I yelled at her. She has no right to speak to me like that. “I wanted all of you. We had each other and now we don’t. So you don’t get to decide what I do with my life.”

***

“Good morning everyone,” Steve walked into the meeting room with Maria following him. Files in her hands she handed one to everyone. The team gathered around the table, while Steve presented our next mission.

“As you all know, we found another HYDRA Research Base. It’s in Sokovia, Europe. It is the base where we tracked Loki’s scepter and the plan is to retrieve it. The files have everything you need to know before we take off. Tomorrow morning we leave at 5. Any questions?” He looked around and everyone was silent. “Alright, see you tomorrow.”

***

Taking Katarina out of her seat, we made our way upstairs right away. It’s how the days go, in the mornings I drop her off at kindergarten and after work I get her and we go home to James.

After the meeting, I went to Stark Industries and we worked on some new projects and I finally finished Rina's hearing aid so I’m very excited to try it with her.

Opening the front door, I noticed the flat was awfully quiet. James usually is always on the couch when we get home, watching the news but now he isn't. The tv was turned off, no sign of James in the living room.

I shut the door behind me and put Katarina down, who took off to her room immediately. “James?” I called out once. Maybe he’s sleeping. I checked the kitchen and the balcony, but nothing. Bathroom empty. Then I made my way to the bedroom to see it was also without him in it.

And then I noticed an envelope. Lying on his pillow. My heart dropped and I couldn’t think of anything else other than he had left.

With shaky hands, I took hold of the envelope and saw my name written on it. Opened it and saw the handwritten letter. I sat down on the edge of the bed and read it.

Hey Doll,

We both knew this was coming for a long time now, but I think neither of us thought that it woulduld actually happen. I had to leave. For your and Katarina’s safety. I am a liability and it wouldn’t be safe for you two if I had stayed. I also didn’t want Steve to find me, he had enough trouble with me the last time we saw each other.

I won’t contact you and I don’t want you to contact me. The only communication I want is Katarina. I’d like you to send pictures to the address at the bottom every month. Just one picture of Katarina.

I am truly sorry and I promised I won’t leave you again, I am sorry that I broke this. But please forgive me, Doll.

Your James.

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askthedespairkids · 22 days

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In Another Life

*Counting the items in her hand* Is this enough food for everyone...?

You didn't think to ask the cafeteria to give you a bag?

Fuyuhiko? *She drops the packaged treats as she turns to face him*

Shit. Hold on lemme- *He bends down to help her pick them up*

No, it's alright I can- *Fuyuhiko's hand brushes hers as they shuffle around to pick everything up*

*And Fuyuhiko notices as he hands her the rest of the snacks that it doesn't seem to phase her* ...

...so, what's with all the desserts? Don't remember you having a sweet tooth.

Oh, um...Rina wanted to have a double-date with Nagata-san and Okanaya-kun. Before we go back later today. So, I offered to get desserts for a picnic.

Oh, right. Double-date. Sure...

...I don't suppose you've got a couple minutes to spare?

You feel the need to ask?

*The two find a place to sit down*

This is nice. Getting to talk like this again. I feel like ever since you went away to the Hokkaido base, I barely seen you. And we used to see each other everyday...so it's a little daunting.

...yes. Indeed, I find it quite hard as well. I apologise for not doing more to see you these past few years, Fuyuhiko.

The fuck're you apologising for? It's not your fault. Look at the state of the world, of course we haven't had time to see each other...lets just be glad we've got today.

It's as you say.

Hey, Peko. The thing is, I wanted to talk to you before tomorrow...well, I suppose I should've spoken to you a lot sooner about it. But, I ain't good for this kinda shit until it's too late.

...

...we've always been together, you know? And despite always being together, we were so limited in what we could say to each other, so when it suddenly became possible for me to speak what was on my fucking mind, I got scared. Because I didn't know how to handle it...so, it pisses me off that I got beaten to the punch because I was too much of a coward.

Fuyuhiko-

Please Peko. This is shitty enough as it is. Just lemme do this.

...alright.

I always thought the world existed because you let it. Because you were strong enough to handle anything. That's why I knew I was gonna be okay, because I had you at my side. That tomorrow was gonna roll around as long as you were there.

That's why I used to get so pissed off at Kirishima. When she acted like there was no world where you'd love her the way you do. Because how could she not see it whenever you looked at her...? It was easy to see.

Because...as embarrassing as it is to say...it's how I look at you all the time. And I still do...but you don't look at me like that...

I...I'm still in love with you, Peko.

...Fuyuhiko...

#The Preparation Arc #Peko Pekoyama #Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu #DR

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l-lend · 1 year

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Congrats on your follower milestone!! We aren’t terribly close but I enjoy seeing you on my dash and wanted to help you celebrate! So, for the requests, I wanted to ask for a fluffy fun cooking scenario with Wrecker and Kimber (or reader if you rather, but I’m a sucker for OC’s and always want more of them -v-)

Hey there,

I'm glad you messaged me after making the request. It would have changed the tone of the fic entirely if it was Wrecker and Kimber cooking together instead of Wrecker and Rina. Hope you like some cute cooking fluff, and thanks for being patient.

Wrecker x OC (Rina)

Warning(s): fluff

A com device chirped for a few moments before a hand groped blindly to find the offending noise.

“Yeah?”

“You sound tired, Rina.”

The woman chuckled, “I'll sleep when I'm dead, boss lady.”

Rina could hear the half hearted huff through the device.

“Just thought you'd like to know, we're coming in now. Might have some down time for a few days while Tech has some repairs.”

Rina clicked her tongue, “I'll make myself decent.”

Once the line was cut, Rina rolled out of bed plucking up some clothing that lacked the odor of work.

A short walk and a drink order later, Rina curled up at her post by the bar. Her back to the door as she kept an ear out. The clinking of credits changing hands. The systematic clicking of the parlor's rigged games of chance happily snatching up credits to feed the house.

Her drink was nearly gone by the time the familiar commotion met her ears. She raised her drink in greeting, but the feeling of a strong arm curling around her waist curled the corners of her mouth.

“Hey big guy.”

“Hey pretty lady. When'd you get in?”

“Couple of rotations or so. The girls are out today with smol so I'm not even babysitting today.”

“Yeah? Means we coul-”

“Wrecker, are we going?”

The pair turned to see the smallest member with her head cocked to the side. Rina huffed a bit of a laugh before tapping the clone's hand with her own.

“You're not breaking tradition because of me. Go on, you can meet back up with me later.”

His eyes searched hers for any sign of dissent, but violet hair swished as Rina jerked her head to the door. A grin tugging at her lips.

“Get going. I'll tell em where you went.”

After a quick squeeze and the a peck to her head, the partners in crime bounded off to the markets leaving the lady mercenary with her now empty drink. The blush along Rina's cheeks showing no signs of settling down due to his previous proximity. With Cid occupying the rest of the squad, Rina shot off a message for Kimber before she headed out. At least with him distracted, the hangar that passed as the girls' domicile could get some attention.

The door swung open with Rina making a b-line for the canvas lined space that passed as her room. The ruins of what could only be described as a clothing bomb were snapped up to be stashed away for laundry day. Her datapad moved from its usual post as her bed fellow to the crate currently doubling as her night stand. The woman's cleaning supervisor, a black and blue tooka doll, keeping watch atop her pillow as the sheets were snapped into some semblance of order.

At hearing the door swing open paired with the sound of heavier footfalls, Rina straightened up and parted the canvas that granted the space its privacy. Her target locking eyes with her as soon as she peered out from the canvas curtains. The large clone quickly closing the distance between them. His smile broadening as he plucked her up. Color blossoming across her cheeks as his lips graced her heated skin.

“Missed you.”

She melted in his hold, her head nestling against his chest, “Missed you too, big guy.”

She remained for the moment breathing him in before she tilted her head up finding his gaze fixed on her.

“Got a surprise for you from my last job, doesn't come with a payload though.”

“'s alright, what is it?”

“Gonna need you to get the heating element and that grate down for me.” Her lips feigned a pout, “It's too high up.”

“You got it.”

The contact of his lips against her cheek still held warmth long after he set her back down. After she took her time watching the large clone retrieve the items from the shelf as if they weighed nothing, Rina revealed the vacuum sealed packages with a triumphant flair.

“Some nerf herder liked how Lex and I handled poachers on his property, so we got a little something extra sent home.”

The look she got in return had her suppressing a smile, “The guy was actually a nerf herder. Promise."

A brief series of clicks brought the heating element emitting an orange glow with the grate plopped on top shortly after. The packaging crinkled under Rina's fingers, as she soon freed their dinner. A quick sprinkle of a spice or two and the two slabs of meat spat and hissed as soon as they made contact with the grate.

"Had no idea you could cook."

Rina chuckled, "I'm passable with a few things. Just don't tell Irys or she'll rework our chores arrangement again."

An arm coiled around her waist, "wouldn't dream of it."

Being brought back into his hold was a welcomed inevitability. As routine as a moon pushing and pulling the tide. She tilted her head back to met his gaze.

"You staying the night? Been a bit cooler on planet lately."

Wrecker's expression twisted up in concern.

"Is the heating out? I-I think we may have some extra-"

A mirthful sigh through her nose and her hands captured his head. An attempt to keep his mind from running off with his worry.

"Easy, big guy. I just didn't know if you'd be sleeping over with me. I know the ship's cramped."

"I don't mind it. Not a lot of things built for a guy like me."

Rina pulled free only to tend to the steaks. The aroma pleasantly wafting to the rest of the hangar. He watched as she tested the give of the meat as she regarded it with a much focus as he had seen in his brother when piloting the Marauder. Her lips pursed every so often practically begging to get another kiss.

He easily slipped a finger under her chin before guiding her to his lips. Heat spilling into their veins that spurred them further into their lip lock. It was the petite smuggler that abruptly broke free of his kiss. Her affection drunk mind surfacing long enough to bring her attention back to the steaks.

“Shit.”

A flick of her fingers in a clipped upward arch separated the steaks from the grate to avoid charring the poor cuts beyond recognition. Once a plate was under them, she relaxed her gesture allowing the meat to drop. Her face scrunched as she studied their meal.

“They..might not be as rare as I'd like em.” She said offering the plate, which he took while she shut off the heating element.

The silence between the pair stretched until Wrecker broke it.

“You know, this is kinda nice.”

Rina offered a shrug, “Well, might start having to make nerf a staple then if you like it.”

“No...I mean yes that'd be great, but...” His free hand pointed from himself to her, “this. I like this.”

The playful roll of her eyes was all he needed.

“Alright big guy, I'm not getting all sappy until after we eat."

#wrecker x oc #L's follower celebration #this was fun #I can enjoy some domestic stuff #wrecker #tbb wrecker

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Set it Up: A Rina AU

Chapter Seven

Gina: They made up? Like actually, actually?

Ricky: Well, EJ didn't scream at me this morning, so I take that as a "yes".

Gina: I can't believe it! We did it. I was getting worried that Nini was going to try to make me miss the wedding Saturday night...

Ricky: Wow! I can't believe you almost flaked on your wedding with Jack! He must really like you to stick around!

Gina: Ha. Ha. Very funny, Richard. It's Kourtney's wedding(my roommate if you remember). And he's my date for the night, so he will be seeing me. You don't win this time.

Ricky: Oh, but on the contrary, I have won every game of digital chess we've played today.

Gina: We played one game.

Ricky: And I won. So, therefore, I'm the winner.

Gina: I'm leaving the conversation now! Bye!

Gina blushed as she set her phone back on her desk, resuming the work she had put off for the morning to play online chess with Ricky. Somehow, miracles really did come true because she now had Saturday night available and she was not about to miss her best friend's wedding.

Nini knew about the wedding since the day after Kourtney and Jet got engaged, but after the huge blow up EJ and she had, Gina knew she might have had to kiss that P.T.O. good bye.

About twenty minutes into typing, Gina saw a large hand smack the top of her computer. It left little remnants of finger prints on her privacy screen. She looked up jokingly annoyed at Ricky, before opening her desk draw and grabbing a small screen cleaning cloth. She whipped it once in the air with her wrist which was then preceded by her rubbing the prints off the screen meticulously.

"Gina! How could you! Those were the markings of me!" Ricky teased Gina before leaning his body against the high reception desktop.

"Which is exactly why I erased them," Gina easily countered, the smirk creeping up on her face. Ricky gave her a goofy face as a response back.

Ej rolled in, his demanding voice making the two of them jump. "Ricky, Jessica, Nini's office. Now".

Gina stood up, grabbing a notepad and a pen, muttering, "does he really not know my name?"

Ricky walked around the desk, so that the pair met up to walk to Nini's office, matching each other's pace. Ricky leaned in, his shoulder brushing Gina's as he whispered, "I'm surprised he even knows mine".

Gina had to do her best not to freeze; the momentary contact made her heart skip at least two beats. She regathered herself, hoping Ricky didn't notice her shift in confidence as they continued to walk.

Once the two entered the room, they saw Nini sitting in her desk chair and EJ standing close to her. He had his arm on her shoulder, with her hand reaching up to grab his. This small touch was enough to signal to Ricky and Gina that the two really were back together.

No one in the room acknowledged the mended fence, however. Instead, Nini kept her posture straight as a board as she began speaking, with the same confidence and power she normally had.

"We need two tickets to the Beyoncé concert this weekend," Nini instructed, not blinking an eye at her demand.

Gina, still as gentle as ever when it came to Nini asked, "But Nini... how are we supposed to get those? You know that concert has been sold out for months".

"You're my assistant. Figure it out".

"But-" Gina was about to keep arguing before Ricky grabbed her arm and pulled her close to him. His fingers wrapped tight around her bicep which made her feel like she was about to sweat profusely. She didn't know he had that kind of strength. To make matters worse for her, he whispered in her ear again, the tip of his words tickling her ear. This gesture made everything Gina was about to say to Nini flew out the window. Her mind had vanished.

"Just agree. We will figure it out. Kourtney, remember?" Ricky reminded her.

Gina, still feeling a little dizzy, made a couple steps forward towards Nini. Gina tried her best to keep her cool, not wanting Nini to hear her words wavering because of Ricky's touch.

"I... I will get-t them, Nini," Gina blinked, not sure what other movements her body could do. It was as if all functioning shut down.

Ricky stood in the back, his arms crossed proudly. He didn't know he could shake Gina up like that. He made a mental note that he could remind her of his strength when she tried to intimidate him.

However, just as the thought came to his mind- a stronger, brighter image of Lily flashed. Ricky swore to himself he would never let Lily know what he just thought.

Gina nudged her head toward Ricky to follow her out the door, before they made their way back to the reception desk. Ricky noticed that Gina didn't look pleased at all to be taking Nini's request. In fact, she looked paralyzed with fear. Gina slumped down in her desk chair, propping her elbows on her desk so that she could massage her forehead.

Ricky grabbed another swivel chair from the office across from them and rolled it behind Gina's desk, before taking a seat next to her. Ricky reached out gently, trying to use his hand to comfort her by placing it softly on her arm. It was supposed to be a warm gesture, but Gina turned her face and gave Ricky a "look", which he interpreted as her uncertainty to his touch. Ricky quickly shot his hand back, using his next words to distract her from his reckless action.

"I-uh-I... I know a guy, Gina. We're lucky we work in the music industry. He worked with EJ for a long time, as well as Beyoncé. I'm sure he can get us tickets. Then you can go on your," Ricky hesitated, "...date. And I can go to my party while they're at the concert".

Gina sat up, gratitude overcoming her eyes. She surveyed Ricky a few seconds, wondering why he was being so kind to her as of recent. Sure, the thought had crossed her mind a few times before this, but she thought it might have been him stressed and sleep deprived from the baby.

But this time was different.

Ricky was full of his same energy and zest. He still had his same playfulness he always did. But it was like Gina was uncovering this side to him she had never seen before. Or maybe she had seen, but she was finally noticing. A brief thought came and went in her mind about how she doesn't remember Jack ever comforting her when she was stressed about work.

Gina bit her lower lip, using the rest of her mouth to give Ricky a little grin. "Thanks, Ricky. I mean it... and did you say party?!"

Ricky looked unsurprised, not understanding why Gina didn't know about the party.

"Yes, Gina. The party!" Ricky repeated.

"You never said anything about a party? What for? With who?" Gina probed, not even sure herself why she was so intrigued by Ricky's plans. She justified that she was probably curious because Ricky didn't seem like the party type. But then she realized that he did like to have fun and a lot of his tendencies could be written off as "child-like". So, she was back to square one.

"Yes, Gi, a party," Ricky responded. Gina's heart fluttered a little hearing him use her nickname. She wondered if he would use it more often. "Lily is having a bunch of people from her play get together to celebrate their month long streak of sold out shows".

Gina couldn't describe what she was feeling, but hearing Lily's name made her blood boil a little. She thought about how awful Lily was to Ricky and how he sacrificed everything to be with her, and still continued to do so. She also had a sarcastic response she wanted to say about Lily's theater only being about, 30 seats, but she decided to bite her tongue.

"That sounds... fun," Gina knew her voice couldn't muster up the slightest bit of excitement for Ricky. But she was going to die trying.

"It will be..." Ricky's voice trailed off. He actually thought about asking Gina to join the party. But he knew she couldn't ask her with the wedding that same day, so he let the sentence float in the air.

Not sure of what to say next, Ricky made a small comment about needing to get back to his work. Gina echoed with "m-me too", and before Ricky knew it, he was back at his desk, making a call to his music industry buddy to get tickets.

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Early Saturday morning, Ricky heard a few taps on his apartment door. He walked over and swung it open, seeing who he expected to see. He just didn't expect to see how nice she looked.

"Gina!" Ricky exclaimed, gesturing for her to come in.

She was in a sleeveless yellow dress, that had a tight top and a billowing skirt. Her hair was pulled back in a bun that made her curls waterfall on the back of her head. A tall pair of skinny, white heels pulled the ensemble together.

Ricky couldn't help but notice how Gina's smile paired with her dress made her radiate like sunshine.

Ricky's grin stretched from ear to ear, as Gina pulled a card out of her small white handbag (with a long chain to hold it on her shoulder). She smacked the card playfully on Ricky's chest, to which his hand brushed hers as he grabbed the card.

Gina's entire body stilled from the touch. After taking a couple of seconds to recollect herself, she remembered why she came.

"I called the guy like you told me to and the concert is now booked. We have our Saturday back!" Gina celebrated. Still facing Ricky, she turned her head to look around Ricky's living room. She knew he said he didn't have a lot of money, but she didn't know how much he meant. She assumed he lived in a decent apartment with Carlos and Seb paying rent. In her mind, three incomes (two of them from the music industry) made it possible for Ricky to afford a relatively nice place.

However, Ricky's apartment was small and humble. Any arrogance Ricky once showed Gina dissolved looking at his living situation. The cozy atmosphere made Gina think about what it might be like for her to be there more often.

Gina's thoughts were interrupted by Seb who asked, "Gina, you're going to wear that to the party?"

Seb was in pink shorts with bananas and pineapples scattered on them. He had on a button down white short sleeve, with the top few buttons opened to reveal his chest. He looked like he was about to go on a seven-day cruise, with his sunglasses atop his head and neon green flip-flops to match.

"No... um. I-I didn't know I was invited... I was just going to hang around town until the wedding tonight..."

"Of course you're invite-"

"Um, Gina probably has better things to do. Right? I'm sure you have all sorts of errands to run until then," Ricky cut Seb off awkwardly. Gina felt a little hurt that Ricky was trying to play nonchalant to the party. And even worse that he was trying to make up an excuse for her to not come.

What she didn't know, was that Ricky and Lily had a pretty big argument the night before. Ricky noticed Lily had been hanging around a lot of her male friends as of late. They asked her on several dates and she didn't even try to not flirt with them via her texts. She accused Ricky of not spending enough time with her because of work (even though their time together grew an exponential amount once Nini and EJ got together) and said that was why she was texting other guys. Ricky tried to be understanding, considering how much time he had spent around Gina (something Lily wasn't totally aware of), but he justified his anger with Lily's absolute lack of regard towards him as person. At least he still had that with Lily.

Lily promised to be better and that she would make time for him at the party. Ricky promised to be at the party with her as well. He retaliated Seb's invite because he felt like if he showed up with another girl (Gina), it was going to look bad for his relationship.

"Oh, I'm sure that's not true," Seb walked over and put his arm around Gina's shoulders, giving her a tight squeeze.

"Yeah, I actually have some time on my hand-"

Ricky interrupted again with, "But she would need a plus one as well. And I'm going with Lily and you're going with Carlos".

Ricky gave Seb a look to hint that it wasn't a good idea, but Seb was too sweet to catch on. Seb, although sassy at times, was also a pretty big empath. The fact that he saw Gina look excited to be invited, made him push the issue further.

With his arm still wrapped tight around Gina, Seb said, "Carlos wanted to spend the day shopping and if I look at one more 'murse', I might combust. Gina, you can be my plus one".

Gina's expression broke into excitement, which made Ricky feel a little terrible for how hard he pushed for her not to come. He thought about how it was just a party and that he was going to be with Lily all night. It probably didn't mean anything that Gina would be there too. Especially as Seb's plus one.

Regaining his peace, Ricky joked, "what's a 'murse', Seb?"

"A man-purse, Ricky!" Seb retorted, half-humorously, half-offended. "I know you're a male, but don't tell me you're still stuck in the 50's".

Ricky pursed his lips together and then gestured at the pair to come with him out the door. On the way out, he asked, "are you sure you can dance in those heels?" to Gina.

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The party was everything Gina was hoping it would be and more. Every person was in cocktail dresses and rave outfits. The girls put on excessive amounts of make-up and the boys had too much gel in their hair. The room was warm and sweaty, but the atmosphere was lively.

It was a two-story dance club, with lights and deafening music. Everyone somehow looked elegant, even if they had water dripping down their faces from dancing. About every ten feet, there was some guy or girl flirting with another guy or girl (or two).

Gina didn't understand Ricky's comment about her shoes. Most of the girls had heels on at least a couple inches higher. They seemed to be dancing just fine.

"Do you want to dance?" Seb yelled loudly, but not loud enough to catch Gina's attention.

Gina watched as Ricky went over to whom she presumed to be Lily (from the pictures it would be wild if it wasn't her) and placed his hand on her upper arm. Gina had flashbacks of Ricky touching her arm earlier in the week. Each flashback appeared like a punch to her mind.

"Gina, do. you. want. to. dance.?" Seb asked again, more abrasively.

"Huh?" Gina asked him, now watching Ricky pull Lily in to kiss her on the cheek. She tucked her head down and giggled, her blonde curls falling perfectly by her cheek.

"You know what- I- I'm sorry, Seb. This might of been a bad idea. I'm going to go hang out outside," Gina started to hasten toward the door, but Seb gloomily asking her "why?" got her to stop and talk to him again.

"I just... don't do well with..." Gina looked at Lily who was now dancing with Ricky, her hands on his shoulders and his hands on her waist. They were dancing upbeat to fit the lively music.

"...Crowds," Gina finished her sentence, feeling like someone had just sucker-punched her in the gut.

Seb didn't argue with her, he just gave her a little smile and understanding nod before going elsewhere. Gina, as much as she wanted to leave, somehow found her way to a table. It was placed in the back corner of the second floor of the dance club. No one could see her, but she could see everyone.

Gina sat down at the table before taking a water from a waiter who was carrying several on a silver tray.

Instead of sipping the water, Gina reached into her purse and pulled out her phone. She opened up her messages from herself to Jack.

Gina: Hey, I'm sorry I won't be able to make it tonight. Have to stay late to help Ricky with something.

Gina: I got the invitation for the wedding. It starts at 4 on Saturday, if you still wanted to go with me.

Gina: Are you ok if we sit at Kourtney's family's table? I know them the best out of anyone there. Just let me know.

Gina: Hey, just let me know what time I need to come get you for the wedding. I was thinking 3:45 today?

Gina sighed, reading over the messages that looked more like she was having a conversation with herself. Jack had promised her several weeks ago that he would attend Kourtney's wedding with her, which made Gina feel incredibly special. She was used to attending weddings without a plus-one, or her plus-one being some random lady that didn't have one either.

Gina put her phone face down on the table, as if that would help her avoid the ache in her heart. She liked Jack, that wasn't a question. But she knew that there was something deeper for Ricky. Seeing him with Lily basically confirmed that for her and she didn't know how to ward off the feelings anymore.

But Ricky looked so happy in his horrible relationship. He wouldn't have kept pursuing it if he wasn't gaining something from it, Gina thought to herself. Gina propped her elbows on the table, using a large exhausted breath to place her chin in her hands. She stared blankly at a guy and a girl several feet from her; the guy hitting on the girl and the girl trying to turn him down politely.

Gina wondered if that was what Jack was trying to do to her. Or worse, Ricky when he made his failed attempt at keeping her away from the party. Out of any of the feelings she had had so far, rejection was the worst one of them all.

Gina wasn't sure how long she had stared at the couple, then another couple, then another couple, then finally the wall, before she felt a hand on her shoulder. The hand felt strong. Familiar.

"Aren't you so glad you came?" Ricky joked, but something in his tone seemed defeated.

"You don't sound so glad yourself, Mr. Bowen," Gina replied, still refusing to make eye contact with Ricky. He sat in the chair on the other side of the table, his body positioned forward to see the dance floor. He lifted his arm to rest it on the red table cloth.

Ricky clicked his tongue as if he was about to respond, but then closed his mouth and nodded his head, his expression irked. Gina noticed he was watching something, and when she turned to see what he was looking at, it was actually someone. Lily was giggling and talking to two guys, who both had their shirts off (every part of their torsos were carved to perfection). Gina watched Lily place her hand on one of the guy's chests flirtatiously. Gina snapped her focus back to Ricky, who was now looking down discouraged.

"Jack hasn't texted me," Gina broke the silence, hoping it would help Ricky feel better. Or distract him. Or both. Gina didn't really care. She just hated seeing him so dejected. It was like looking at a kicked puppy.

Ricky glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, concern ringing in his eye sight.

"Um... yeah," Gina continued, now speaking a little more confidently. "The wedding is at four and he hasn't texted me in... several days. I guess I'm going alone. Maybe me cancelling our dates too much is what caused this. I guess I squeezed my salamander a little too hard".

Ricky smirked at first, but then couldn't fight off the chuckle as he replied, "that's not the metaphor".

Gina rolled her eyes. She didn't think she was ever going to get it.

Ricky looked up at her with the warmest expression she had seen from him yet. It was a mix of concern and understanding, defeat and trust. In that moment, it was like their minds were connected. They didn't have to say anything to produce a mutual agreement of how terrible the situation was.

They just knew.

After a few moments of what seemed to be the most comfortable silence they had yet, Ricky spoke up again. "He doesn't deserve you".

Gina saw the sincerity in Ricky's eyes, how much he meant what he said. She swallowed, her eyes feeling a little sting from the tears trying to form. Gina blinked several times to pull herself together; Ricky's calm voice running through her head over. and over. and over.

He doesn't deserve you.

Ricky looked over at Lily again thoughtfully, pondering why he decided to try to make things right with her again when she was just going to revert back to her old ways. How he was supposed to be here with the love of his life, but instead he was sitting on the second floor of a dance club, about as far back away from the crowd as he could get, with another girl at the table, and he couldn't be more at peace.

Ricky didn't mind the big parties or all of the famous, well-known people acting like they cared about each other. He didn't mind Lily having interviews and scheduling photo shoots. He didn't even mind the idea of fame, considering he wanted to be a musician. But something about the day and this party felt off, and it only felt better at this moment. With Gina.

Ricky spoke again. And although it was off the cuff, he didn't regret what he proposed to Gina when he said, "I'll go with you".

Gina was sure she choked on her drink. The one that was still on the table. That she hadn't drank out of yet.

"You'll what?!" Gina exclaimed, knowing her shock sounded more excited than it did perplexed.

"I said, I'll go with you," Ricky repeated, now watching Lily pull one of the shirtless men close to her face, her hand around the back of his neck, as she danced with him.

Ricky was trying his best not to combust into a million irate little pieces.

"Yeah, you need a plus-one," Ricky resolved. He was upset with Lily, but he knew that wasn't the only reason he was offering. The sunshine Gina brought in earlier, seemed dampened by the darkest cloud because of Jack. Ricky couldn't stand to see her even remotely frown and he was willing to do anything to fix it. When the cloud over Gina formed, somehow it had hovered over Ricky too.

"What about..." Gina looked over at Lily. Gina wondered if anyone even knew Lily came with Ricky the way she was eyeing the other guys.

"Trust me. I don't think she'll notice I'm gone," Ricky sneered.

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Jack hadn't responded by the time Ricky and Gina made it to the wedding. They stopped by Ricky's apartment for a moment so he could change into a nicer outfit. He opted for an entirely black ensemble, a short-sleeved black button-up, matching slacks, and shiny leather shoes. He was wearing a gold watch that hung a little off of his wrist and his curls were dressing the top of his head perfectly.

When Ricky walked out of his room, Gina was sitting on his couch, rifling through some old newspapers on his coffee table. When she heard him come in, she looked up and thought she had went into cardiac arrest. Ricky looked devilishly handsome and all she wanted to do was kiss every inch of his face.

Gina decided she wasn't going to push her thoughts away anymore, especially after Jack disappearing into thin air.

To make matters worse, when he stepped in closer to her, the waft of his cologne hit her nose. It was a dark, musky scent. It smelled like nighttime in a fancy bachelor pad.

Gina was sure she was going to have to get checked into a hospital with her heart palpitations.

"Well... how do I look?" Ricky teased, spinning in a circle like a little girl showing off her new dress.

"Please," Gina rolled her eyes, hoping Ricky couldn't see her blushing. She stood up and walked past him so he couldn't watch her bring herself back to reality. Over her shoulder she said, "you already know I look better".

Ricky couldn't have agreed more.

Ricky and Gina gasped when they got to the destination of the wedding. It was the same dock where Jet had proposed, with candles and rose petals everywhere. There were string lights strewn around the railings of the dock and vines wrapped around the lights. Tables with white cloths and single red roses were placed randomly around. There was a DJ, a long banquet table, and a greeting area with a "sign-in" book and a place to put presents.

Gina was beyond curious what the venue would look like when Jet and Kourtney first said where. About a million logistical questions went through her mind about if the railing was tall enough, if the wood was sturdy enough to hold all of the furniture and people, and how Kourtney would even walk down an aisle. Gina wanted to help decorate, but Kourtney's parents ended up paying people to decorate for her. So everyone who came (besides the decorators) were in disbelief at how beautiful the reception area looked.

At the end of the dock stood a tall wooden arch with white curtains and green leaves draped around it's poles. Kourtney was standing under it in a long silky white gown with cold shoulders that barely reached her upper arms. Her hair was picked out into a beautiful afro, with two gold hair clips to pull back one side. She had an assortment of gold earrings running up both of her ears. Gina couldn't help but think about how ethereal Kourtney looked under the arch.

As soon as Gina saw Kourtney, she bolted straight for her arms. The pair gave each other the tightest and most loving embrace, with Kourtney eyeing Ricky over Gina's shoulder. Ricky looked away, pretending not to notice Gina's best friend interrogating him with her glare.

"Kourtney, you look like an actual Greek goddess! I just can't believe you're getting married. All of this is stunning! Oh! I almost forgot to introduce you! This is-" Gina began to introduce Ricky, but Kourtney unfortunately jumped the gun.

"Jack! He is really cute!" Kourtney tried to act excited but was absolutely covering up some disgust. Gina knew she was faking her emotion because Kourtney knew about Jack not messaging Gina back either. Kourtney had about lost her mind with Jack and Gina's messy back-and-forth over the last few months. Gina presumed the only thing keeping her sane was her wedding.

Gina's eyes widened, not sure how Kourtney mixed up the two boys so badly. She hurriedly fixed Kourtney's assumption.

"Ricky! This is Ricky. Who I work with? Remember?" Gina was trying to stare death down Kourtney so she wouldn't make that mistake again.

"Right! Right! Ricky! I've heard so mu-normal amount about you!"

Kourtney's awkwardness made Gina wanted to run so far from the wedding. She started to ruminate on how much of a mistake it was that she brought Ricky. How she should've just shown up solo instead of this terrible idea.

"And I've heard... so normal amount about you too?" Ricky joked, arching his eyebrow. He was definitely unsure about what to make of Kourtney. One thing was certain to him, however: meeting Kourtney made Gina's mannerisms make a lot more sense.

Ricky still didn't totally get Gina, but he was starting too.

"Ricky, this is Jet!" Kourtney grabbed Jet's arm to turn him around and, as if in a movie, Jet slowly turned around and connected immediately to Ricky.

Kourtney introducing Jet to Ricky was like reuniting soulmates. Jet mentioned one word about music to Ricky and the two of them couldn't stop talking. In fact, they talked so much that both of them walked off to get some appetizers at the banquet table while Kourtney and Gina took seats elsewhere.

"I guess my fiancé stole your boy- I mean, your date- I mean, your Ricky," Kourtney fumbled, obviously trying (and failing) to not put a label on whatever Ricky was.

Gina knew that she talked a lot more about Ricky than she did Jack. She also knew that Kourtney always had a knowing look whenever Gina mentioned Ricky. Gina also knew that Jack was probably not going to come back, so it wasn't going to hurt her to open up to her best friend.

"I know you were trying not to say boyfriend, Kourt. But Ricky's not with me. He's with Lily," Gina said disappointedly.

"You don't want him with Lily, do you?" Kourtney replied softly, reaching her hand over to hold Gina's.

"Yeah... I guess I don't," Gina admitted. She didn't care if Kourtney knew about her true feelings since it probably wasn't going anywhere anyway. Gina accepted this fate because if Ricky stuck with Lily through all of the other terrible things she did, she believed that there was no way Ricky would leave her for another woman. Especially a coworker.

Kourtney just squeezed Gina's hand understandingly. Gina knew that Kourtney wasn't going to try to make her feel better or change her mind. In that moment, a supportive friend was all Gina needed.

The wedding went phenomenally well. It all took place on the dock, which Gina had failed to see that the tables had been set strategically so there was a "fake aisle" for everyone to walk up. Gina took the arm of the best man (Jet's best friend growing up) and stood on the left of the arch next to Kourtney. Tears streamed down Gina's face as she listened to the wedding vows that would make the largest, most intimidating man weep.

What Gina didn't see, was Ricky watching her the entire wedding. He couldn't have told her what vows were said or even what the color of Kourtney's earrings were. All he saw was the most gorgeous being in yellow, overcome with emotion for the person she cared so deeply about. Ricky began to wonder if he would have friends like that who would be that emotional over his own wedding day. He sure hoped so.

After the wedding was complete, the bride and groom did a few of the traditional after wedding celebrations, like toasts, getting the garter, and catching the flower bouquet. Gina wanted to catch it, but Ricky jokingly reached in front of her and caught it himself. When Gina crossed her arms and gave him a lovingly-annoyed look, his face broke into a huge grin. He handed the bouquet to her which only resulted in Gina laughing before she tried to walk away.

Kourtney had noticed this interaction, giving Gina a sly eye. As she saw Gina walking, she yanked Gina to the side and said, "just so you know, we're going to start the dance soon".

"Ok, cool!" Gina obliviously replied, not sure why she needed to know that information.

Kourtney decided to press a little further, making sure Gina got the hint. She grabbed Gina by the shoulders and made her face Ricky, who was now laughing hysterically at something Jet had just said. It must have been really funny, because Ricky was holding a drink and when he threw his head back, he nearly spilled it.

"There is going to be a dance soon," Kourtney reiterated in Gina's ear, shaking Gina's shoulders a little to catch her attention.

Gina turned around to look at Kourtney with a bit of panic on her face. Kourtney just chuckled and pushed Gina toward Ricky. About the same time that happened, "Everything" by Michael Bublé came over the outdoor speaker.

Kourtney began by dancing with her dad, a tall well-built man who Gina was sure terrified Jet the first time they met. A few moments later, Jet cut in and swayed around with Kourtney. Gina and Ricky watched as more pairs stepped in, the wind adding to the silent tension between them.

Gina wanted to ask Ricky to dance, but was worried about what Lily was going to think. She wondered if she could play the dance off like a fun, casual thing. Or if she was stepping over her bounds by even thinking about Ricky dancing with her. She wondered how well Ricky could dance, or if she would be the one who needed to lead. She wondered if Ricky is the kind of guy who makes eye contact while he dances or uncomfortably avoids contact by looking over the girl's head. He made eye contact with Lily earlier, but she wondered about someone new.

Someone like her.

The anxiety from her thoughts continued to build and build, making Gina wish the song wasn't so long and so slow. She wanted nothing more than the moment to be over so she didn't even have to think about dancing with Ricky. But, at the same time, all she wanted was to dance with Ricky.

A few moments later, after the wait became nearly unbearable for Gina, she opened her mouth to ask Ricky to dance.

Just as she went to talk, however, he spoke over her. Ricky was standing next to her, therefore he didn't know he had just interrupted. "You're a great dancer, right?"

Gina felt her heart pound about a thousand miles in her chest. She didn't want to seem too eager or obvious, even though she knew where this was going. "Yes, it's something I've done since I was little".

"Why don't you show me?" Ricky asked, now looking down at Gina.

Her gaze went up to meet Ricky's, but she wanted to be one hundred percent sure she knew what he was asking. "Like... go out there... and dance? ... by myself?"

"Gina," Ricky looked at her sarcastically, as if he couldn't believe she could have missed such an obvious hint. "Teach me how to dance".

Gina gave Ricky a small smile as she grabbed his hand (for the first time, which made her hands feel like they were profusely sweating- she was hoping Ricky would just blame the warmth on the hot summer night) and led Ricky out to the dance area in the middle of the dock.

Once in an area they could dance (without bumping into tables or other people), Gina held her hand out. Ricky grabbed it before she placed his other hand on her waist, and her other hand on his shoulder. The intimacy of the moment was already enough to make Gina feel faint, but that feeling tripled when a light breeze pushed the scent of his cologne toward her. Gina had to stiffen her body to maintain her composure.

Pushing through the dreamy smell, Gina directed, "So, you're just going to put your left foot back with my right. Then make your feet meet. Move over to the side... no other way. There you go. Feet meet. Same movement as before... no before that. Good... feet meet again..." She continued to show him this basic step, wondering how he had never learned how to slow dance before.

She wondered for a moment if Ricky had ever slow danced with Lily. Not the fast, new age dancing they were doing earlier. But legitimate, orchestrated slow dancing.

Ricky hadn't. And it was all he could think of the entire time he danced with Gina. He wondered when was the last time Lily had taken a moment out of her day to teach him something new... or to even acknowledge when he asked. Gina directed him slowly and with kindness, not making him feel bad or silly for not understanding. And he couldn't help but notice how radiant she looked under the twinkling lights and stars. It was all he could do to pay attention to what Gina was saying.

Ricky became so fixated on watching her, that as soon as he thought he had the movements down, he started messing them up again. To counter the awkwardness, Ricky spun Gina playfully under his arm. She giggled, which made Ricky feel about a thousand thuds in his chest.

If he wasn't dating Lily, he would have kissed her brilliant smile right then and there.

But Ricky was dating Lily which made watching Gina's face difficult because she seemed so irresistable. To counter his thoughts, he pulled Gina close to his chest, so her head was now laying on it while they swayed. He did it to avoid his impulsive thoughts, but somehow having her face touch him made it really hard to see past his feelings.

"Jet and Kourtney are the funniest pairing to me," Gina pondered out loud, completely unprompted. "Like, Jet is so grumpy sometimes. He is quiet and will sass anyone that gets too close to him. And then... there is Kourtney. Who is beautiful and kind and isn't afraid to take up a room. You would think that they would hate each other..."

"And yet," Ricky continued her thought, which made Gina pull her head back to fully hear what he had to say. "... they are perfect for each other".

In that moment, it hit Gina harder than it had the entire night. Ricky and Lily couldn't be any more unalike. She was brash and angry and made Ricky feel terrible. Ricky was more like a golden retriever who sometimes played a little too hard. He never wanted to hurt someone, but didn't know how to contain his teasing sometimes. They were complete opposites.

"... is Lily your 'and yet'?" Gina asked, trying to hide the sadness in her voice.

Ricky took a big breath, not because he was afraid of what to say, but because he didn't know what to say.

"What do you mean?" Ricky responded, his eyes searching Gina's, trying to understand where she was leading this conversation.

"Like you said... Kourtney and Jet should hate each other... and yet they're perfect together. You know everyone despises Lily (Ricky responded, "true") and sometimes it seems like you do too. And yet..."

Ricky didn't know what to say. What Gina was saying did make perfect sense in the context of Lily and him. But they didn't get along. They weren't perfect together. If they were, he would be at home, cuddling happily with her on the couch. But instead, he was slow dancing with another woman who he couldn't stop thinking about no matter how hard he tried.

Gina laid her head back on Ricky's chest after he didn't respond to her any further. Gina was expecting him to jump for joy and say that Lily was everything he could have hoped for. That he would take her over to that arch and marry her right now if he could. That Gina just reminded him of the love he had been missing all along.

But instead he was despondent and distant. It was like Gina had touched a nerve and she couldn't get happy Ricky back. All she wanted to do was hug him and tell him everything was going to be ok. But she also didn't want everything to be ok with Lily and him.

So, she kept dancing with him in silence.

The song ended and everyone- sitting and standing- cheered. Ricky and Gina's spirits came up with the next song and the next few after that. They danced and giggled and made fun of how each other danced (even though Ricky knew that Gina was only dancing badly to make him feel better).

At one point, Gina and Ricky walked over to Kourtney and Jet who were standing by the food table, taking a break from dancing. Gina gave Kourtney another overjoyed squeeze and said, "Kourtney, this was the best wedding ever. The wedding to top all weddings".

Kourtney pulled out of the hug, laughing. She was still holding onto Gina, when she used one hand to brush the side of Gina's head. "But?"

Gina didn't know how Kourtney could do that. Read her mind, practically. There was more Gina wanted to say, but she didn't want to make Kourtney feel bad.

"It's Saturday night... and I'm with you... and there are no..." Gina's eyes were glossing over, which made her feel a bit dumb about how emotional she was getting over a lame tradition in their decaying apartment.

"Wings," Kourtney smiled at Gina, her hand still on her head, giving Gina's hair a gentle squeeze.

Ricky raised his hand as though he was going to ask a question, but instead volunteered, "I can do it!"

Gina's head snapped around to look at Ricky. She was confused that he was so quick to help her with something so miniscule. But his hand raise had persistence.

"You want to get wings? I'll go get you some wings. There's a store right across the street from here," Ricky insisted, making Gina wonder why he suddenly wanted to come to her rescue.

Gina was grateful for his assistance, but he really didn't understand the context of what she was needing. "I'm sorry, Ricky. I don't think you know what I need wings for..."

Ricky's face dropped suddenly and in the blink of an eye he went from giddy to dejected. Gina felt incredibly bad for making him feel so useless, so much so that she turned around completely and immediately started defending the request.

"Oh, Ricky! I appreciate it. I do. So, so much. But Kourtney and I have had this Saturday night tradition where every weekend we get wings... and we've been doing it for years..."

"Except the last few months," Kourtney acknowledged, giving an apologetic shrug.

"But that's no ones fault. You had wedding planning... I had..." Gina was about to say "Jack", but Ricky's face still looked incredibly somber. Gina made herself shut up.

"Just because I'm moving out doesn't mean we can't keep our tradition up..." Kourtney started, before giving Ricky a knowing look. "And sometimes... traditions can be met with other people".

Gina's initial reaction was to panic. She wondered if Kourtney was really suggesting Ricky join her on such a special quest? If he could actually fulfill the duty of what her best friend was supposed to do?

Ricky, on the other hand, wanted nothing more than to just make Gina happy. Not only had she been stood up that night (she hadn't mentioned Jack once), but she also was losing years worth of tradition to her best friend getting married (another loss). Ricky couldn't bear to see the same cloud come over her as it did earlier that day.

"Gina, let's go get you wings," Ricky pushed again, smiling at her sincerely.

Gina's finally let herself feel delighted at Ricky's generosity, because she knew that meant Ricky wanted to spend more time with her. And that was all she wanted that night too. Ricky nodded his head to encourage Gina's decision, so Gina finally accepted his act of service and said her good bye's to Kourtney and Jet.

As Ricky and Gina walked away for the night, Kourtney was standing in the background with Jet. She gleefully said, "let's go ahead and cancel that last event for the night. We can eat the wings once we get to the hotel".

Jet shook his head in amusement, before placing his arm around Kourtney's shoulder and her hand reaching up to grab his.

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Ricky and Gina stopped along the way to Gina's apartment to get two boxes of the cheapest and sloppiest wings. Once they got into her apartment, they both surrendered themselves to the couch. Gina took off her heels and flung them across the room, before they simultaneously opened their boxes with joyful expressions.

Both of them sniffed the air happily before giggling and taking a huge bite out of each of their wings. Gina got up and grabbed some napkins, before sitting on the couch and turning on her TV.

Ricky, not sure where Gina was going next with the night asked, "Are we going to watch a show?"

Gina remembered that since the interaction with Kourtney, she had failed to inform Ricky about the entire tradition. She began to explain, "so the tradition is actually called 'Weekend. Wings. Women'. Kourtney and I get our wings, throw on our PJ's and watch a musical with an amazing lead woman. Sometimes there are male leads, but we absolutely watch it for the woman. It's like... this weird empowerment ritual we have".

Ricky didn't find it weird at all. In fact, he found it sweet that two best friends took out so much time to be with each other, especially living in one of the busiest and most populated places in the world. He couldn't remember the last time he intentionally hung out with Seb or Carlos alone. He made a mental note to reach out to one of them to do something fun that week together.

"What movie will we be watching, then?" Ricky said with a massive grin. Gina clicked the side of her mouth before shuffling through the available streaming services. She settled on Disney+ and asked if Ricky would be ok watching High School Musical 3.

After excitedly accepting (Ricky was secretly a huge fan of the franchise), the pair put the movie in and watched. Before they knew it, they were standing up in the living room, dancing and singing along to "I Want it All".

When the song ended, Ricky looked down to notice Gina was using a lightly sauced wing as a microphone. When Gina saw what he was seeing, the pair immediately burst out laughing. They couldn't stop for nearly a minute and then laughed even harder when Gina accidentally smacked herself on the cheek with her wing.

Ricky, nearly in tears, took the wing out of her hand and set it back into the box. "Here, let's put this down before you hurt yourself," he teased.

Gina started to cool off, now giggling lightly under her breath. When Ricky stood back up, he faced back at Gina. The two were looking deep into each other's eyes. Gina felt nervous and confused and excited. She was a bundle of emotions and the longer she met Ricky's gaze, the more out of control she felt.

And that was when he reached his hand to her face to wipe the sauce off her cheek with his thumb.

She wanted to kiss Ricky.

She wanted to kiss him bad.

But instead, when his hand dropped to his side, she lowered her voice and said, "this was the best Saturday night I've had in a long time".

Ricky continued to watch her, not breaking their moment with any sort of movement. He couldn't tell, but it seemed like Gina might have been moving closer to him. Little microscopic actions that made this scene feel like an eternity.

An eternity that Ricky was ok with not ending.

However, both of them thought about the same thing at the same time, and Gina finally said, "Lily... you... she probably wants to see you tonight".

Ricky wasn't sure why Gina was trying to kick him out so fast, but for whatever reason, she was done for the night. He could have sworn she was enjoying the connection they had, which made her switch up feel really unexpected. However, he wasn't going to push the issues. Respecting her wishes, he nodded his head and began to walk toward the door.

As Ricky made his way out, Gina asked, "wings for the road?"

Ricky paused facing the door. He turned around to request, "and still in the box. I'm a gentleman, Gi," before he gave her a sly wink.

And with that gesture, Gina felt herself melt into a puddle on the floor.

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