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jaylaxies · 2 years

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TWO'S A COMPANY

PAIRING : heeseung x fem!reader

GENRE : smut, stranded/locked in together, unprotected sex (stay safe and use condoms!), cunnilingus, multiple orgasms, breeding, use of nicknames (baby, princess, good girl), mention of thunderstorms, the reader has astraphobia, mentions of food and eating, heeseung is an annoying flirt but also a sweet heartthrob, a lot of cliché scenes, mentions of karina and ryujin as your friends, mentions of jake, attempt at romance, lots of kissing.

WC : 7.2k words

SYNOPSIS : a night at the abandoned cabin with your friends didn't sound bad to you initially, it was a mere dare afterall. but what if the whole group bails on you and heeseung, the only guy you don't get along with, to spend the chilly night together with no way to go home in the heavy rainstorm? “fucking helps in production of body heat, y'know?” heeseung more or less offered. “yeah? i'd rather freeze. no, thank you.”

WARNING : 18+ content, minors dni.

A/N : hihi! ohmygod im finally back with my last installment of the trope series, it broke my record of my longest fic ever, again </3 i totally didn't write the smut in my college but i really hope you guys enjoy reading it! all likes, comments, reblogs and feedbacks are highly appreciated, it keeps the writer going :D iloveyou all <3

It was a cold friday night as your friend group gathered at Jake’s place for your weekly movie party, which started off my making three bowls of popcorn–the snack which was expected to be eaten even before the movie started.

Sprawled on Jake's bed, you looked at your friends—Karina sitting down with Ryujin, Heeseung yet to arrive and Jake happily munching on the snack as he sat next to you with a pout, not being able to decide a movie.

The weather seemed to be gloomy outside in contrast to the excited chatter of your friends in the room which was highly unexpected considering how it was summer. The roads shimmered in sunlight the whole day which drastically changed into cold breeze by night, making the leaves rustle and fall to the ground.

You unconsciously stared at the bedroom door, zoning out in the process until Ryujin snapped her fingers in front of you.

“What are you staring at?” she asked, looking at the door to find anything amusing but she spotted nothing. Karina smirked, turning to face you.

“Are you mayhaps waiting for Heeseung?” her tone teasing which made you roll your eyes.

It was just a question, one regarding the guy you would've sworn you hated yet it made your heart beat faster just a tiny bit, making you cuss at it for being so pathetic.

“I was zoned out. Why would I wait for that menace?” you scoffed. Karina exchanged a look with Ryujin, you didn't question it at all as they did a lot more often than expected.

That's when the door opened to reveal the devil himself. Your eyes snapped open to look at him, his hair was partially wet maybe because of the drizzle outside and which made his shoulders damp, him being in dire need of changing. Jake stood up with wide eyes, guiding Heeseung to get one of his t-shirts. What others failed to notice was the brief smirk he had on his face when he caught you staring at him just for a second. You looked away, getting the remote to find a movie for tonight, gulping down the fact that you got caught staring.

“Should we watch horror this time?” you asked out just in time for Heeseung to come and get comfortable next to you. He wore Jake's t-shirt which was a bit too tight for his frame, his toned body slightly on display for you all.

Jake squealed, looking at all of you with big eyes as he suddenly remembered something when you talked about the horror genre.

“Guys do you know about the haunted cabin?” he asked, eyes shining with anticipation but he got no reply and only curious eyes, which made him frown.

Everyone looked at him with a questioning stare, eyes urging him to continue his story. He pouted and turned to face you all.

“Do you guys really not know about the haunted cabin near the forest on the outskirts of the city?” he questioned, proceeding to answer by himself.

You guys still weren't sure, coming from a small town meant that you guys just had to know each and every street of your place, the town being surrounded by forests from the east side also meant that there were a lot of cabins around.

“I saw it in a video the other day—that cabin is said to be spooky as someone was killed in there but the body was nowhere to be found.”

“That sounds–interesting.” you spoke up, looking at everyone for them to agree to it.

Karina teasingly smiled at Jake, “Why do you watch horror stuff knowing well enough that it will give you nightmares?”

He scoffs as you all try not to laugh at the puppy looking boy in front of you. “I can stay there for the entire night! You scaredy cats cannot!” he spoke up, offended, making everyone laugh at him now.

“We all can survive it but I'm not sure about y/n, she's scared of ghosts.”

That's it, Lee Heeseung was back at it. It was favourite thing in the world to do—to tease you. The mischievous glint in his eyes said it already, he wanted to rile you up.

Heeseung had been like that ever since he met you in kindergarten, his purpose in life was to tease you which started in elementary school. He used to poke your back during the classes, steal your lunch on some days and even got you into trouble for ‘talking’ to him during the class.

Safe to say, Heeseung had been hellbent on making your life miserable, it was all a joke for him yet somehow your group always kept you together, asking you to ignore his harmless pranks.

“Ooh!” Jake jumped up, “So let's make a deal, I dare y'all to spend the night in the cabin, whoever wins and stays the entire night will get two weeks worth of my pocket money, what say?”

“I'm in.” Karina said, being the brave one and Ryujin soon followed the suit. Heeseung looked into your eyes, his smile only growing bigger, “I bet I'll last longer than y/n.”

You scoffed, “We'll see about that.” you turned to look at Jake, “Keep your pocket money ready for me, Jakey.”

Everyone cheered like a bunch of kids who got permission to visit the amusement park. After a minute of excitement, Jake put on Conjuring 2, immersing himself in the movie as he hugged the pillow to his chest. The light was dim, mostly coming out of the TV which made the room more calm, except for the screams Jake let out.

Heeseung leaned close to your ear, “You can back out, you know, baby?” his voice sent tingles down your spine which you very well ignored. Or at least tried to ignore.

You tilted your head to see how close he was to your face, “And why would I do that?”

He smirks, retorting with another snarky remark and a nickname which made you cringe, the argument rose to the point where no one paid attention to the movie but, stared at you both instead.

Your foreheads almost touched with how close you were and that's when you realised how childish you were being.

Heeseung smirked, holding your hand and whispering yet again, “Don't worry, baby. I'll take care of you.”

You opened your mouth to retort yet nothing came out so you resorted on smacking his head, making him yell out an ouch.

Jake watched the exchange with curious eyes, simply getting up, pushing Heeseung to the side and sitting down between you two, Heeseung being shocked for a second at what happened. Both your friends collectively slapped their head.

“What? They won't fight anymore!” he reasoned with big puppy eyes.

You gulped down, looking the other way while Heeseung did the same, staring away from Jake as the poor boy sat in between with a confused pout on his lips.

You had to prove him wrong.

You danced in your room while packing the essentials for your stay, some snacks and your nightwear, not forgetting to keep an extra pair of clothes for emergency purposes. It was a beautiful day outside, the sun shone bright—bright enough to make Groudon proud.

You mom was in the kitchen baking yet another batch of cookies which your friends adored. Your mom had always been like this, sending snacks even for the smallest of your picnics.

Your phone rang just as you zipped up your backpack, it was Ryujin. “Y/n!” she awkwardly coughed.

“Are you okay Ryu–” you asked as she cut you off.

“Perfectly fine, yes. I just had to discuss the seating arrangement with you actually.” your hum urged her to continue.

“So you know how the dance team has an event upcoming friday, right? The dance team has to stay back for a rehearsal so we'll be a tad bit late.” she explained.

“Oh—It's alright! I can wait with you guys–”

“No!” she exclaimed.

“Me, Rina and Jake can catch up later, you guys should leave first.” your eyed widened at her implementation.

“So you want me to go with Heeseung? In his car? Alone with him?”

“That's the plan, yes.” she says.

“He hates me, Ryu. He'll literally throw me out of the car and leave me stranded in the middle of nowhere–” you spoke, out of breath as your brain formed thousands of scenarios of what he could do to make you miserable this time.

“Y/n, calm down.” she almost screamed, muttering something in the lines of ‘he literally gives you heart eyes.’ But you were too busy running your mind for a possible escape.

You took a deep breath, listening to what she had to say, “We would have taken you with us but the car is four seater and you wouldn't be able to fit in with the bags on the seat.”

With a sigh, you muttered a small ‘i understand.’ You heard her sequel as she rushed to speak again, “Okay great! I've already told Hee to pick you up by seven so you still have three hours to pack your stuff. Now I've got to go, I love you, y/n! Bye.”

“I love you too, Ryu.” you chuckled at her excited tone but you also dreaded what the future held for you from here.

It was six thirty when the doorbell rang, you hadn't even called Heeseung to confirm your trip yet he was here, hugging your mother with the biggest smile on his face, mirroring that of your mom. Great, he's got everyone whipped for him, you thought.

He had been a charmer since he was a kid. Only, he tried to charm everyone else but you.

“You didn't tell me you were driving with Heeseung.” your mom asked with a smile, a smile that said she trusted him to drive you safely.

“Yeah it was a last minute thing.” you said, looking away now that Heeseung stared at you, a small smile on his face which screamed evil to you.

He followed you guys to the kitchen where your mom was packing the final set of your favourite cookies. Instead of handing them to you, she gave it to Heeseung, your mouth dropping at the interaction.

“Mom, that was supposed to me mine!” you complained with your jaw hanging open as Heeseung held the packet of cookies with a smirk.

“Y/n! You should share it with others too, you can get it anytime.” your mom said before giving Heeseung a smile, telling him it's okay for him to take it.

“Should we leave?” he asked you, his words so soft as of he'd always been good to you, A-class actor he had been, as he grabbed your backpack, carrying it to the car for you.

“Take care of her and yourself.” your mom said to him before leaving and he smiled in a comforting way, looking at you.

“I'll keep her safe.” he spoke in the most earnest voice he had ever used and you almost felt that he was genuine.

With a last good bye, he guided you towards his car, putting your backpack safely on the backseat as he expected you to sit in the front.

He held the door open for you and you sat down wordlessly, waiting for him to get in and drive you there as fast as possible.

You whipped out your phone from your pocket, texting Karina to tell her you're leaving for the cabin already.

She replied almost immediately, saying that they'll be free in two hours and would leave soon, meeting you directly at the cabin and wished you a good ride with a smirk emoji, which made you send her the middle finger one, closing the phone right after.

Heeseung sat down, starting the car engine as his big hands gripped the steering wheel. Just then he bend over to your side, his face right in front of yours which made you gasp and move back. He maintained the eye contact, the safely securing you with the seatbelt before he moved back with a smirk.

“What's wrong, baby?” he chuckled, putting his own seatbelt on before finally driving away from your home.

“Don't call me that!”

You sighed as he laughed. Such a great start to your trip.

Deciding that you can't bear to stay awake for the whole drive, you try to sleep, not wanting to stare at his face either, which looks a bit too pretty for your liking. His dark eyes paying attention to the road, his lip softly bitten with concentration now that he wasn't teasing you. Mellifluous voice of Ruelle played on the car speaker connected to his phone's bluetooth, his fingers tapping the steering wheel along to the beat, his soft lips singing along to the song in the lowest voice he could muster, yet it was loud enough for you to listen to.

The atmosphere awfully comfortable and calm, you felt content about it, Heeseung sneakily stole glances at you while your eyes appreciated the beauty outside. The sun was setting, the sky looked ethereal with all its colours mixing together, waving goodbye at the sun.

Temperature had dropped in comparison to the scorching heat of the afternoon. It had been half hour already since you left and the ride had been plenty quiet until Heeseung spoke up again.

“Are you hungry, baby?”

You rolled your eyes. “That's not my name.”

“I know. Baby.”

Ignoring the nickname and your fluttering heart, you said, “Yes I'm hungry.”

“Great, we have McDonald's right around the corner, baby.”

There he goes again with the name. It was enough to give you goosebumps and you weren't sure if you liked how your body was reacting to his tricks.

He turned the car, parking it in the parking lot, getting off just saying, “Stay here, baby.”

You stare at him, rolling your eyes. He didn't even bother asking what you wanted to eat and sprinted away.

“Why do I have to be stuck with him?” you asked to no one, muttering to yourself. You smiled slightly, remembering how he was singing the whole time, his voice sweeter than the honey, pretty enough for him to be a singer yet you would never admit that in front of him.

A knock on your window snapped you out of your thoughts, You open it up, grabbing the paper bag from him along with a drink.

Not only a drink, it was the one you loved. As for the meal, it was the one you usually ordered, the favourite one of yours.

You stared at it for a few seconds as Heeseung sat down, looking at you with a quizzical expression.

“What's wrong?” he genuinely inquired, his attention on you.

“This is my favourite order.” you said, still staring at it, heat rushing to your cheeks for some reason.

“Oh.” He let out, clearing his throat and looking elsewhere.

“How do you know that?” you tried not to be awkward about this.

“I–I don't know! I just got you random meal.” he stuttered and you smiled, knowing he can't lie to save his life.

It also made you wonder if he's this attentive with everyone in the group. Jake most certainly is not, he messed up your order despite you telling him what you wanted so, Heeseung knowing it made it even more puzzling for you.

Nevertheless, you started eating your meal, a small smile ghosting your face which didn't go unnoticed by him, his expression mirroring yours. Everything being peaceful again, in all good ways.

The rest of the drive wasn't that peaceful, Heeseung was back on track to tease your already irritated self, he called you all sorts of nicknames which flustered you, making you avert your attention by checking your phone. When that didn't work, he tried something new.

The devilish smile already told you that he was upto something, and he did. He kept his large hand on your thigh, the small touch sending a shiver down your spine. You didn't react for a minute, thinking he'd remove his hand on his own, but he only got more comfortable with you, giving it a light squeeze.

You swatted his hand away, “What are you doing, Heeseung?”

He bit his lip, happy to have gained your attention. “You liked it, didn't you?”

His question threw you off guard and you struggled while saying no.

Zoning out for a hot second, your brain ran at its fullest speed, thinking about his big hands inching closer to your core, cupping them and rubbing your clit–

You shook your head, denying whatever your brain was going through. “No! I d–don't!”

He chuckled again, his deep laugh resonating the car. You did realise that something about him was weirdly attractive to you lately. Maybe it's the way he paid more attention to you, maybe it's just the fact that Heeseung was a beautiful human to look at, even prettier when he sang with his guitar. You sighed, knowing you will get nothing even if you fall for him. He hates you after all.

Your mood went sour after the realisation that you may be having feelings for the guy sitting next to you, the guy who's been hellbent on irritating you ever since you met. Yet he was also the guy who never left your side. The weather outside seemed to have matched your mood, the grey clouds were out as the night fell and you were almost near the cabin.

The sight scared you as your eyes shut down, silently praying that it doesn't rain, but more importantly, no thunderstorms for you.

Heeseung seemed to have seen the sudden switch in your behaviour, him going mum, seeing you worried. He wordlessly held your hand, driving with the other one, you gulped, staring at your hands yet didn't make any move to push him away, the warm of his palm giving you the comfort you needed.

All you knew was you could trust him right now.

You kept your eyes shut for the rest of the journey, Heeseung's voice calming you down as much as it could. The soft jerk of car stopping made you aware that you had reached your destination, you got up fast, getting your backpack from the car and rushing to the big door of the wooden looking cabin.

Heeseung followed the suit, rushing to get the keys out from his jeans pocket, opening the lock to the cabin and rushing you to get in. He had two bags, one of which had a rolled up blanket, the only thing you had very conveniently forgot to keep with you.

The temperature had dropped drastically, the green big trees adding to it. A great day for you to wear a t-shirt. You sighed.

“How did you get the keys to the cabin?” you inquired.

“Oh–Jake gave them to me earlier.” he replied, going inside to see what the cabin was like.

Unlike what Jake had said, the cabin was fairly clean. You texted Karina, informing her that you've reached, safely at that, and asking when she'll be here. The cabin was big, alien scent of wood filling your senses as the whole furniture seemed to be wooden styled, the place also sporting a fireplace, which piqued the interest of Heeseung who had already begun to put logs in, trying to light the fire up to beat the cold.

The living room was huge and silent but also had a huge bed in place of what should be a sofa, only the voice of raindrops from outside was heard, alongside your quiet breathing and Heeseung's footsteps. On the wall was a huge bookshelf, full of books covered with a thin layer of dust, from Shakespeare to Jane Austen, all classics were lined up, put up in a systematic manner, yet no traces of the Supposed ghost were to be found.

“Woah.” Heeseung marvelled, making you look at him. He stood in the kitchen, the fridge opened as you walked towards him.

“It’s stocked?” you asked, confused. Your phone pinged just then, the connection was poor but enough to send texts.

RINA 💝 :

there's a thunderstorm outside, i don't think we'll be able to make it </3

YOU :

so im supposed to spend the night here alone with him? 💀

nvm im outta here

RINA 💝 :

come on, he's not bad and i know you like each other 😕

YOU :

,,,that's not true

RINA 💝 :

🤨

YOU :

im leaving.

You locked your phone, turning to look at Heeseung. “We should leave.”

“What, we just got here though?”

“Rest of them are not coming.” you informed, taking a step back, the air being cold enough to give you goosebumps.

You didn't wait for his reply, walking towards the door to escape this already, you wanted nothing more than the warmth of your blanket in your room.

Heeseung followed you, asking you to stop but, you went and opened the door only to see heavy rain pouring down, nothing else was visible outside. The sight made you cry, being stuck in a cabin in cold with a guy was not something you wished for.

He yanked you back in, preventing you from getting wet by the torrential downpour. You were shocked for a minute, just staring at the now closed door while he worked on the fire, trying to light it up as fast as he could to stop you from shivering.

You mood was sour as you waddled your way to the fireplace, sitting down on the carpet to absorb the warmth it radiated, Heeseung wandered at the back as you tried not to shiver, gulping down the nervousness you felt.

He kept glancing at you but, he found something amusing, an old gramophone player with tons of vinyls stocked in the shelf below it. Picking up one which he recognised, he put it on, trying to get it to work. It didn't at first but after a few positional changes, it worked. You snapped your head to see what caused the sweet melody to break out in the cabin, sighing seeing him standing there with a smirk.

It was a given, he always had that smirk on while teasing you and that's exactly what he was upto right now. Unfolding his blanket, he sat down in front of the fire, right next to you without sharing it. You sighed again, wrapping your arms around yourself, trying to get any kind of heat possible. That's when Heeseung spoke up again.

“What exactly did Karina say that made you run away, baby?” you looked at him as his eyes stared directly at you.

You weren't sure if it was the implication that made you flustered or the nickname, you remember what Karina said once, “Oh, he definitely likes you.” you brushed it off but, it suddenly made it a difference now that you were alone with him.

“Nothing that concerns you, Lee.”

He smiled, biting his lip.

“I think it does, baby. Just see how lucky you are to spend the whole night with me, alone.” he raised his brows, as if testing your patience.

You cursed under your breath, already hating the situation, how were you supposed handle his constant flirting the whole night?

“I'd rather be with anyone else but you.” you said, shifting closer to the fire that was big enough to provide you the warmth you needed.

“Tch, liar. Good girls don't lie, baby.” he smirked.

All you could see was how comfortable his blanket looked, it was enough to fit two people yet he had it hogged to himself, so much for liking you.

He saw your envious look and shivering body, tilting his head and asking, “You feel cold?”

“Well, yeah? I didn't exactly pack clothes according to this weather.” you let out, irritated about the fact that he still wasn't sharing his blanket.

Faint noises of thunder roared outside, audible even with the vinyl playing in the background. The sound making you clutch to yourself even tighter.

“Y'know fucking helps in creating body heat, right?”

He started again.

“Yeah? I'd rather freeze, no. Thank you.” you said, ignoring the uneasy feeling in your heart.

That's when a loud thunder was heard, making you scream and hide your face in your arms, sobbing at the one thing you've been scared of ever since you were a kid. You remember witnessing one of these as a child, seeing a big light flashing through the sky, roaring with the loudest sound you had ever come across. It left you traumatized, the small you cried for hours at that sight and the elder you does so too, just like what you were doing now.

Suddenly, you felt something wrapping around you, darkness surrounding your eyes as warm arms encased your shivering body, cradling you like a little baby. Heeseung had pulled the blanket up both your bodies, hugging you close to his frame, so much that you sat on his lap as his chin rested on top of your head as you freely sobbed on his chest. He knew how much you hated when it rained, it took him less than a second to react to it, embracing you as fast as he could.

You could hear his heartbeat. He gulped, thinking of ways to distract you, that's when he settled on one. Soon you heard a low hum which turned into soft vocals.

Heeseung was singing for you, from the very depth of his soul, his voice rose and swell, taking over the thunder's baritone as he sung 'butterfly' for you. Your frame stilled around him, processing everything that was happening around you, his larger rocked you back and forth, patting your head as if singing a lullaby to a baby. Only, the lyrics had a deeper meaning for you. Slowly, you wrapped his arms around him, your breathing going back to normal as his scent and voice invaded in your senses in all the right ways. You had never been this close to him before and you weren't sure if you ever wanted to let go.

He sang and clasped you tight enough to make you both seem like one person. You weren't sure if he held you for hours or for some minutes, all you knew was comfort—his arms were comfort.

He didn't let you go even when you tried to move back, calming down as the thunder stopped, only the heavy rain poured down. You tapped his shoulder twice.

“Heeseung?” your voice came out shaky.

Snapping his eyes open, he leaned back, his hands coming up to cup your face, searching for any kind of fear and hesitance, his thumb caressed your cheek on its own, him holding you so tenderly as if you would break if he lets go for even a second.

“Are you okay?” his voice trembled.

Getting a good look on his face, you realised how worried he looked. You were taken aback with his sudden show of affection yet you felt incredibly grateful for his existence here with you.

You nodded, keeping your own hands on his, looking away from his stare.

“Thank you.” you tried your best to smile at the bambi eyed boy in front of you and he merely nodded brushing it off.

You got off his lap, realising the position you were in. Your heartbeat rose again but for different reasons this time as you wrapped yourself in the blanket more. He coughed, trying not make the situation awkward.

The melodious tune of the vinyl still resonated the cabin as you both settled yourself in comfortable silence, aimlessly staring at the fire blazing in front of you. Lee Heeseung had been a sweetheart behind those pranks, it took everything in you to not smash your lips to his after he asked you if you were okay. Gulping down, you frowned thinking what his opinion on you would be. Does he like you like your friends say or is it just friendly concern he just offered?

Meanwhile, Heeseung was still careful around you, giving you side glances as he tried his best to figure out what thoughts your brain had been brewing.

Suddenly, the silence felt too loud to you, remembering all the times when Heeseung scared your crushes away, or when he ‘accidentally’ followed you to the same cafe you were going to, multiple times at that, or to the time when he punched the guy who tried to hit on you at the party. Was it all friendly or did he just hate you?

“Why do you hate me?” You asked before you could stop yourself.

“W–what?” he stuttered, not expecting this question to ever come out of your mouth. Hate? That's a heavy word and his heart physically pained to see the look in your eyes as you questioned him.

“Hm, you've always been adamant to tease me, to scare any human who'd take the least bit liking for me, getting me into trouble during classes, heck even my mom loves you enough to give you my favourite cookies.” the topic wasn't supposed to be this heavy yet you had tears in your eyes again.

“I could never hate you.” He spoke in a low register, yet his voice was firm and reassuring. You looked up at him, his perfect skin glowed golden with the fire he had set up in front of you both.

“That's the thing, y/n.” he started, smiling to himself before boring his eyes in yours, “How could I hate you when I'm in love with you?” he laughed at his pathetic state, waiting for you to laugh at him for doing so but he only got silence in the end, so he continued.

“I had liked you ever since I saw you in that little blue frock of yours, screaming at the others for saying how girls can wear blue too. You had always been so brave and I liked you as earnestly as a kid could at that age.”

You stayed mum, processing everything he was saying, your heart thumping rapidly against in your chest.

“Then we got a little older, I realised I shouldn't be feeling all of this so I ended up trying to chase you away, teasing being my last resort. It somehow stayed even as we grew older because that's was the only way you payed attention to me.”

Your lip quivered, eyes looking down at the carpet, not daring to face him.

“You grew up to be this talented young woman while I was and still am lost being the guy who's in love with you, knowing my feelings won't ever be reciprocated.”

He stopped, gulping his nervousness down for second. He had never been this confident about his feelings before and just the thought of rejection was enough to make him cry.

“I'm so sorry, I've been awful to you all this time–”

You pulled him down by his nape, locking your lips with his before he could say anything else. He didn't move back, neither did you.

The time probably stopped when it happened, neither of you moved your lips, it was meant to shut him up and you successfully did so, now moving back with a deep breath to look at him. He stared at you widened eyes, making you chuckle.

“You're an idiot, Lee Heeseung.”

You pulled him into a kiss again, this particular one was reciprocated by him, pulling you on his lap again as he moved his lips with yours, full of need and passion.

He'd dreamed of this for so long and the mere fact that you initiated the kiss was enough to drive him insane. It was all he wanted and more. His smile against your lips said it all, making you smile back as you tasted strawberry shake on his lips, the one he had while he went to get your meal.

You laughed, pressing your forehead against his, breathing the same air as him, his arms wrapped around your waist in a secure way.

His heart fluttered the amount it never did before, hearing your laugh, the one he caused, was hypnotic beyond reason.

“This feels different.” you whispered.

“A good difference, I hope.” he said, his lips brushing against yours as he spoke, sending tingles down your spine.

“Definitely.” you smiled, moving back to look at his glowing face.

You cupped his jaw, caressing his cheeks. His eyes never left your face, noticing each action of yours. Your traced his eyebrows, nose and lips with your fingertip, each feature of him screaming perfection. Heeseung was beautiful beyond words and even the dim lights couldn't disagree with that.

He picked you up, walking towards the big bed placed four steps away from you, his lips on yours again as he laid you down on the bed, getting on top of you, “Is this okay?” he asked.

You smiled at his demeanor change, highly wanting to tell him you've had more absurd thoughts about him than just kissing but, you just nodded.

He dived in to do so again, his tongue swiped along your lower lip which you gladly opened, giving him access to your mouth. His lips were warm and soft against yours, he slipped his tongue inside, breathing heavily with yours bodies pressed against one another.

You whined, your fingering carding in his hair, tugging at his soft locks, making him groan in your mouth. The smell of his perfume was intoxicating and the dire need he showed, his hands travelling around your body, trying to memorise each part of you. It all made you feel like you were the only two people in this world, no one else had made you feel this way before. Your senses never heightened to this point and it scared you because you had feelings for Heeseung.

Yet his smile made it vanish in a second, assuring you that it would all be worth it in the end. Soon, he was holding you like a baby holds his teddy bear to sleep, Heeseung was quite adorable with the clingy behaviour and, although it was new, you wanted to discover more of this side of him.

He had you wrapped in his arms, cuddling you while also laughing at the littlest movement of yours. The setting was ideal for you, his small back pats made you feel content, almost forgetting about the thunderstorm incident from a few minutes back.

Your laugh echoed again, you snuggling closer to him in the blanket, finding it adorable how he asked each time before kissing you, his ask count being five already.

“You don't have to ask before kissing me each time, Hee.” you smiled, pulling him in another kiss.

You had called him Hee, a name you never used before, a name that everyone called him but, it made

“Yeah? so I can kiss you whenever I wish to?” he asked as a challenge.

You hummed, saying yes to him, eliciting a spark in his eyes as he placed kisses all over your face, his hands gripping your ass to pull you closer, his knee separating your legs as he rested his between them, close to touching your core.

He kissed you again, way more passionate than the earlier ones, it made you weak in the knees, he was taking the control, squeezing your ass as you let out a moan.

He leaned back, kisses trailing down your neck, making you close your eyes and follow his rhythm, you gasped when he bit your neck with the least amount of force possible, the wetness pooling down your panties was embarassing since he hadn't even done anything more than kissing you.

“Heeseung!” you moaned softly.

“Hmm? yes, baby?” he asked, continuing to kiss and suck on your clavicle.

“Does the offer still stand?” you asked shamelessly.

Heeseung looked at you with a puzzled gaze.

“I'm still cold, y'know?” that's when it clicked, his offer to fuck you, for providing warmth of course.

His eyes widened by a fraction, seeing you being this bold was definitely a turn on for him. He wasted no time in throwing his black t-shirt away, revealing his perfect torso, faint abs visible in the dim lighting of the cabin.

“Is that what my princess wants me to do?”

You visibly shivered at the nickname, his breath hitting your neck as disappeared under the blanket, going down to unbutton your jeans, removing it and throwing it down the bed, his fingers were cold on your warm thighs.

The blanket was thrown to the side as you wanted to see each of his move, his hands roamed everywhere on your body, memorising each curve of your body as he placed open mouthed kisses on your neck, his hand tugging at the hem of your t-shirt as you got up for a second, removing the thin layer of clothing, leaving you only in your undergarments now.

Heeseung was infatuated, the sight in front of him made his heart swell, you looked breathtaking, just as he imagined you to be, or maybe even more. You held his hand, guiding it to your wet panties and he didn't had to be told twice.

He used two fingers, pushing your panties to the side to see your wet core. He smirked, proud of himself for making your body this reactive to him. It was your first time doing it with Heeseung yet it felt perfect, like it was meant to be the best with him.

“So pretty.” he commented, boosting your confidence whilst also making your heart race.

He gave it an experimental kiss, licking it right after, causing you to let out a breathy noise. He lift your legs, putting one on his shoulder as he pulled you closer for a better access.

The start was slow, romantic almost as he prepped feather light kisses on your inner thighs, soon shifting them to your dripping core, kissing it giving it teasing kitten licks, his nose brushing against your clit, making you arch your back and moan out his name.

“Hmmm, more!”

Your moans were his new favourite sound, he wanted to heard more of it, so he escalated things by a smidge. How could he ever deny his princess?

He sucked your clitoris, licking and inserting his tongue in your pussy right after, making your toes curl at the delight. His tongue easily slipped in your core, making you moan pathetically at his attempt of fucking you, lapping at your juices hungrily, wanting you to fall apart on his tongue.

You bucked your hips, trying to get more of him in any ways you could and his hands pinned your hips down, him being stronger than you. Your legs shook as he spoke, his voice deeper than usual.

“So fucking tasty, could eat you out for hours, hmm.”

He hummed against your heat, the sensation sending you in a spiral of bliss, your friends weren't lying when they said that Heeseung was good at everything. Clearly, he was.

“Fuck.” you groaned, feeling a familiar knot in your lower abdomen.

It didn't take you long to orgasm all over his tongue, him lapping it up like a hungry man. Your arousal covered his mouth as he got up, kissing your mouth again.

“Such a good girl for me.” He caressed your cheek, staring at you with heart eyes.

You were in euphoria, your toes curled and mouth slightly open to breathe in more, for, the man in front of you was sure to leave you breathless.

“Tell me what you want, beautiful?”

His face was right above yours as he supported himself on his arms, his little smile urging you continue with your wants.

“I want you.” a whisper left your mouth.

It was like you saw a flip switching in his eyes, it burned with passion as he removed his jeans and boxers in a go. You could only stare at his body in awe, him pumping his dick to hardened it just the right amount as you gulped, trying to calm the feeling in your abdomen.

Heeseung looked godly as he lined up his dick against your wet core, teasing your entrance with his now fully hardened dick.

“Beautiful.” he breathed out, making your heart flutter at his praises.

Your wetness made it easy for him to push in, staring at you throughout it, trying to memorise each of your expressions, each of your reactions.

“Fuck, I love you so much.” he moaned out before he could stop himself and you just arched your back, the feeling of his big dick in you made your pussy clench around him helplessly, your body molding with his perfectly.

He pumped himself in you, his gesture romantic yet intense. It made you think if you'd be in a relationship with him soon, the pretty boy on top of you thrusted harder by each second, you wanted more, you wanted to be with him.

“My pretty princess.” he called you, groaning and twitching inside of you.

Everything was overwhelming, both for him and you. Him having the girl of his dreams crying out his name whereas you realising that you've had feelings for the guy fucking you right now, all along.

That's when it got too much for you, screaming his name as you creamed his cock, just as he came inside you, your fingers digging in his back with the need to hold him closer than ever.

He breathed hard near your ear, his head on your shoulder now as he felt himself getting hard again with the kitten licks you gave on his neck, and this time he was sure to be more fueled than before.

“Fuck, y/n.”

He grabbed your hips, slamming into you without any warnings, giving you the heat you needed all along and suddenly, the room wasn't cold anymore, it was filled with heat—the heat provided by Lee Heeseung.

“You wanted me, right?” he groaned sinisterly, “Then you'll get all of me.”

He kissed you right after saying that, you moaned in his mouth, the faint music still playing in the background with the loud sounds of your skin slapping echoing in the room.

He grabbed your wrist, pinning it above your head. The way he handled you made you cry out of pleasure. Heeseung was perfect for you.

He thrusted and thrusted, “So wet, hmm.”

You cried yet again, the thumb rubbing your clit making you see the stars, your legs shaking with the overstimulating approach he used. His jaw clenched, knowing you were about to cum.

“Hold it.” he demanded.

“I–I can't!” you shook your head, your eyes teary as you were in the dire need of a release.

“Yes you can, princess.” your breasts bouncing each time he slammed his cock in you, the action making your eyes roll back and forcing shut.

“Just a little more, baby.” he groaned in your ear, his thumb never stopping and his thrusts getting sloppier by second, his own release close.

You cried, tears freely flowing down your cheeks as he kissed him away despite his rough demeanor.

“Cum for me, baby.” he whispered.

Your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer till you couldn't anymore.

“My good girl.”

“Heeseung.” you moaned, reaching the highest point of your orgasm as he filled you up with his cum yet again.

The cum spilling out of your pussy now as his body collapsed on yours, pressing soft kisses all over your face, making you giggle like a kid.

“You were so good for me." he praised, rubbing his thumb on your cheek.

“You were so good to me.” you replied as he let out a proud smile before kissing you.

He wasted no time in getting his spare t-shirt to clean you up, you getting from him and cleaning him as well, a small smile gracing his lips at your affectionate gesture.

He made sure you drank water, him placing pecks all over your face, it made you feel loved beyond words. You laughed when he shared the cookies with you, the same ones your mom gave to him. He repeated her words, “We should share.” and he feeded you the same with his own hands, cooing at you making you hit his shoulder. Some things would never change.

He also made sure to wrap you in a blanket, wrapping his own arms around you to keep you warm throughout the night.

Sleep came easily to you, the day being tiring yet Heeseung couldn't sleep. He stared at your sleeping figure, memorising everything he could about you. With one last peck on your forehead, he pulled you close, making you rest your head on his torso as you both drifted off to the dreamland.

You woke up feeling a heavy weight on you, making you unable to move your body. Your eyes fluttered open, seeing none other than your pretty bambi eyed boy sleeping with his head on your chest, his mouth slightly open, his cheeks making him look like a small fluffball, the sight was endearing enough for you to click his pictures, making sure to not to wake him up but the voice of clicking stirred him awake.

His strong arms held on to you tighter, snuggling close to you as he muttered ‘5 minutes more’. You chuckled at his duality.

He was the same guy who fucked you senseless last night, the same guy who looked like a newborn child full of innocence now. You shook him up gently and it took him a solid of two minutes to open his eyes, finally processing that he wasn't in his room, hugging his pillow but, was in the cabin, sleeping with you.

You hadn't expected him to be so adorable, with his hair all messy and a goofy smile plastered on his face, he said a good morning to you, making you mirror his expression and say the same back to him.

“I love you.” he mumbled sheepishly while you pecked his forehead.

“I love you too, baby.”

His eyes opened wide as he leaned on his elbow, “You called me a baby?” he smiled teasingly, you rolled your eyes and smiled right after.

“I did.”

And the happiness on his face after was something you'd want to see for the rest of your life.

You both packed up, Heeseung making sure you don't go without kisses every two minutes, he seemed to have grown an interest for your lips, saying how they were perfectly kissable.

Laughing at the fact that there was no trace of any ghost, you finally reached home, deciding to meet everyone later in the evening yet Heeseung was wary of the fact that he had to let go even if it was for a few hours. He insisted on pecking you thrice, running back to do it again, not having it in him to leave.

You pushed him away, embarassed and still not used to the fact that he loves you, your push did nothing to move his stronger frame yet he left with a smirk saying, “You weren't pushing me away yesterday night, girlfriend.” and the wink to sum it up.

He called you his girlfriend. The mere implication made your cheeks heat up as you ran inside your home with a small smile ghosting your lips.

Jake opened the door for you and Heeseung, who happily offered to pick you up for the meet, the poor guy confused to see you together, it being a rare sight in general.

“How was your dance rehearsal?” you started the conversation.

He looked up, “It was normal, we could have had it today but Karina insisted on having it yesterday for some reason.” he casually explained.

“Wait, what?” your eyed widened, meeting that of Heeseung's.

It was obvious that their plan was to leave you stranded there, with Heeseung for the apparent ‘match making’ and you were low-key grateful for that. Your feelings were long due to be confessed and you had to thank them for it. But, on the other hand, you were cracking your knuckles.

“Oh, I'm so ready to kill them!”

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petersnya · 2 years

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distant and time between us | anakin s.

i was listen to the song die for you in the car with my friend and for some reason anakin popped up in my head (nahhh im always thinking about him) anywaysss, hope you enjoy <3 i mean like WHO DOESN’T love a good anakin skywalker SMUT?!? — xo ANAKIN AND READER ARE 19 (they are both padawan’s)

summary; “i hate you— but i want you more.” and you couldn’t deny it. the force and your heart wouldn’t allow you to- no matter how much distance and time was between you.

paring; anakin skywalker x fem!reader

warnings; tiny fluff, cursing, lowkey enemies to lovers, smut:: fingering, dry humping, tity sucking, just… filth tbh :)

wc; 3.2k+

paradis. absolute paradis. you couldn't even remember why you didn't want to come here in the first place. naboo was where you would go to relax. the sound of the wind whistling through your ears- your muscles untensed that you didn't know had been tensed in the first place. you relaxed as your senses took in where you had arrived-- paradis.

but then you had a rude awakening as to why you dreaded coming to naboo…

“looks beautiful,” you heard the smooth yet raspy voice breath into your ear- causing you to shudder as a chill quickly ran up your spine. the hands that gripped your shoulders slid off with ease. “almost as beautiful as you,” a groan left your lips as your eyes landed on anakin as he slipped past you. turning back to look at you with a smirk on his face, he was met with just your back to him as you walked back onto the ship. a flash of hurt washed across his face but was gone just as fast as it came.

you never tolerated anakin. his flirting and slick comments were nothing new to you. It had been an ongoing thing with you two since the day you were assigned to be the padawan of obi wan- just to your luck, you would spend everyday with anakin since he was also obi’s padawan too. but the whole thing was always one-sided. anakin could barely get a word out before you were already walking away, or rolling your eyes, or groaning out of annoyance at just the presence of him.

anakin was persistent though. he wasn't one known to just give up- even after almost a full year of you ignoring him. he could tell he had an effect on you. he would always tell himself just a little longer. push a little harder. she’ll break some day.

“master obi wan- please tell me we won't be here long,” you walked over to him with slumped shoulders with an irritated look on your face as you recalled what had just happened mere seconds ago.

“well-” obi set down the last of the bags, then turned towards you, “- if a week and a half is not long to you, then.. no. not long at all.” his hands lightly pulled your shoulders to set up straight.

“now put a smile on your face. this mission will be simple. we are only here to collect information and we will be on our way. i’ll be undercover and you and anakin are back up- so just.. lay low. try to be almost invisible and if i need you back, i'll let you know first.”

you felt a little better after obi’s words. It was almost like a vacation. almost.

you grabbed your bag and walked back out of the ship. your eyes made contact with anakins and he was going in to get his bag. the moment went by in slow motion. his deep blue eyes gazed up to stare into yours. he didn't have a smug look on his face- or a look that was flirty or trying to be seductive. It was just.. anakin. natural anakin. the way his eyes seemed darker, and his hair seemed to have a curl pattern to it. the padawan braid trailing his neck. his boyish features hardened. his plump, pink lips in a pout of what seemed to be irritation.

time went back to normal as he walked past you- his eyes leaving yours. what the hell was that? your steps stuttered as you turned to look over your shoulder at anakin. but all you were met with was his back facing you. blinking your eyes harshly, you continued to walk towards obi wan. when you were fully out of the ship, anakin grabbed his bag from where you had grabbed yours from.

a cheshire smirk then pulled at his lips as he exited the ship- closing the hatch behind him.

got her.

“here,” your body jolted at the sound of anakins voice echoing through your ears. you had been sitting on the edge of your bed, scrolling through your datapod when he entered the assigned room obi wan had given you. the feeling of your bed being weighed down caused you to look at the boy that still stood in doorway. to the left of you, there was a bag that had a note attached to it. you rack your brain of all possibilities of what could be in the bag- but anakin beat you to it. you could feel him forcing himself into your mind to see what you were thinking.. and it worked. you hadn't expected him to just barge in so you didn't have the force wall up to keep him out.

“I don’t know what it is either.. something from master obi wan.”

“stay outta my head dude-” you rose from your spot on the bed and made your way over to him. he quickly stood tall- his eyebrows raising as his arms that were once crossed over his chest quickly fell limp to his sides as you got closer. “and stay outta my room.”

with that, you closed the door in his face. “it's not even your room… loser,” the last part of his jab back at you was hushed as you heard him walk away from the door.

everyone back home thought that you and anakins relationship would end like a cliche love story. you would one day get into a huge fight and then end up with his tongue down your throat and your hands in his pants. but no. that's not what happened - and it's never gonna happen. your walls had been built to high - keeping anakin, and any boy for that matter out. but only anakin was able to knock that wall down a inch or two. which, to most people, was seemingly impossible. still, your walls were still up far too high for anakin's liking.

you went back over to the bed, reaching down for the sack that anakin had tossed on it. the bag was big and black with silver writing of the brand name. just by the look of the bag you could tell it was very expensive. your hands ghosted over the letter from obi wan. opening the letter, your eyes instantly saw that anakin’s name was mentioned. the same groan from earlier passed your lips as you began to read.

padawan y/n, i am going to be going into the main headquarters of naboo tomorrow morning. I am going to need you and anakin to go into town in these outfits. you are dressed as wealthy millennials. please stay close to anakin at all times to play the roll correctly. all i need is for you two to go into town and scope out the area for me to go to the next day. i hope you like the outfit.

“amazing. wonderful. just fucking great.”

there’s no way i'm wearing this in public with him.

“wow. you look… fucking sexy-”

“shut up and get out anakin,” your eyes look up at anakin through the reflection in the mirror you stood in front of.

you scowled at the look in his eyes and the smirk on his face.then your eyes traveled down his neck, then his chest, then his pants and-wait.

“why don't you have an outfit to wear?” you whipped your head around to get a better look at him. he simply shrugged as his eyes trailed your body.

just about ten minutes before anakin walked in, you had been admiring the outfit. it was nice and flowy. the paints stop right below your belly button- tight around your waist and loose around your legs. they were not made of silk but the material was rich, and smooth (very close to silk). and the top was long sleeve- tight around your boobs as they were pushed up tightly but loose around your arms. the top was cropped, stopping just to give only around an inch and a half of your torso to show. you couldn't help but think about how good it looked on you. you always wore your robe, so no one knew the actual figure you had- even you forgot what your body looked like in clothes that weren't so big and baggy. the mirror you were looking in was full body length, so you noticed that every time you moved, your ass would jiggle with each movement. almost as if you didn’t have on any pants; and it was worse cause you couldn't wear a bra or underwear, or you could see it poking through the thin material. but you loved the way it looked on you.

then you realized..anakin. you couldn't wear this in front of anakin. you would never hear the end of it. but it fits your role. you had to be looked at as a rich girl with her.. boyfriend? guy friend? kenobi didn't specify.

“obi told me that i didn't need an outfit to just go into town as you arm candy,” he leaned against the door frame, “anyways, you ready m’lady?”

anakin held out a hand for you to take as he leaned forward. you ignored his gesture as you walked past him. anakin's eyes gazed up at you as you walked past, but they slowly led down to your ass as he watched it move.

“damn,” you could hear the smirk in anakin's voice and you quickly moved your hands to cover it.

anakin quickly came to stand next to you as you walked outside. you could feel his breath fan against the back of your neck as he paced behind you. choosing to ignore it, you kept walking - the town coming into view as the sound of people chattering and children laughing. your body soon relaxed as the slight breeze of naboo - just to tense back up again. You suddenly felt anakin walk up closer to you. too close.

“anakin. what are you doing?” you tried to speed up your walk to get him off your ass. literally.

“what? I can't walk behind my girl?” you could feel his breath on the back of your neck as you rolled your eyes at his old ways.

“I'm not your girl, boy. move,” pulling your elbow back, you tried to shove him out the way so he wouldn't budge.

“anakin, I'm a very serious man now. get the fuck off of me.”

“I-”, you waited for him to respond as he continued to walk with his waist pressed to your butt. but he didn't answer, so you continued to wait. and wait, until you got impatient.

you abruptly stopped, turning down an alleyway that was behind a building. you yanked yourself away from him, then turned to look him in the eye.

what you were expecting was for anakin to be the same old anakin - a smirk playing on his lips, or a flirty glint in his eyes - but all you were met with was panic. It was so unexpected that you yourself started to panic. what happened? did someone recognize you not to be from naboo?

“anakin? a-are you ok? what happened?”

“nothing nothing. Im fine,” you could hear the shudder in his voice while he tried to avoid your gaze. “look at me anakin,” just as the words left you mouth, a whimper left his.

“maker,” anakin let out a sigh as he shut his eyes tightly. what the hell is wrong with this guy?

“i’m hard.”

“anakin i told you to stay outta my he— what?” it took you a second to process what he said.

“walking behind you. it.. it made me hard,” his tone was hushed as he looked at you with pleading eyes. you couldn’t help but for a loud laugh to pass your lips as you watched a deep blush kreep up his neck, moving to his cheeks and ears.

“wow, i- i just.. wow. your unbelievable,” as you turned to walk away, anakins voice reached your ears as he whispered yelled at you not to leave him like this. giggled passed your lips as you glanced over your shoulder. you broke into anakins mind using the force just to tease him a bit more— maybe i could have a little fun with this.

you let an image flash through his head: you let him take over, his hand wrapped tightly around your jaw as his tongue shoved deep into your mouth, a gasp coming from deep in your throat. you hand slide through the slit of his rod, then finding your way to the waistband of his pants—

then the vision stopped.

anakins eyes were wide as his stared at you, only to be met with your back to him as you walked away.

shit. shit, shit, shit, y/n no. why would you do that? you shouldn’t have done that.

after informing obi wan what the town looked like and what the main points and blind spots were, you went back to your room and showered. rummaging through your suitcase, you found a shirt and panties to wear in bed- but your mind wouldn’t let you relax. you tried your best once you go to bed.

when you sent that image through anakins head, you weren’t thinking straight. you felt disgusted with yourself- but you somehow wanted more. you yearned for him more. but it wasn’t right for you to.

now, you gotta admit. anakin was the most attractive guy you had seen in the whole galaxy, and there was no changing your mind with that. he was beautiful. and you knew he could get any girl he wanted with just a smile and wink- or light touch to their skin. that was what kept you away. you didn’t like to chase. you didn’t like to know that however you felt towards anakin, there was always back ups for him to fall back on. your heart wanted to care for anakin, be with anakin, love anakin. but you wouldn’t let it. you couldn’t let it.

but now.. now you heart was overpowering you mind. you couldn’t stand being away from him now. you wanted to see his beautiful blue eyes and his lips with that perfect smile to match. you want to twirl his padawan braid around your finger and run your hand through his hair that began to have a curl pattern to it.

“maker, just get out of my damn head already!”

“never.”

you heart jolted at the sight of anakin standing in the doorway of the dark room as you sat up quickly in bed. anakin stood there with a smile as he slowly made his way to your bed. you instinctively moved away from him- only just making for room from him on the bed.

his knees sank into the plush mattress while his hand went up to your shoulder, slowly inching you to lay back on the bed. he moved his face closer to yours each second until he was millimeters away.

“i want you just as bad as you want me. not just sexually.. but i really do want you right here, right now,” he whispered, his lips brushing yours each time they moved. all you could do was smile.

fuck it.

anakin smiled at your thought as his lips met yours is a soft kiss. pulling back slowly, his eyes traveled up from your shoulder, moving to where his thumb was placed on your bottom lip. he pulled it slightly so that your mouth was open for him. his eyes - now dark blue - quickly flicked up to yours and down to your lips again as his tongue slipped out of his mouth.

he pushed his tongue against yours, then closing his mouth around it, kissing you roughly. your mouths moved in sync with pornographic noises coming from the sound of your now wet lips smacking against each other’s.

your hand met anakins chest as you pushed him back softly, watching as a string of saliva contented your slips.

“i hate you— but i want you more.” and you couldn’t deny it anymore. the force and your heart wouldn’t allow you to- no matter how much distance and time was between you.

anakins face lite up with excitement but darkened with lust. he pushed his lips to yours, then trailing then down your neck and onto your chest. his hands rushed to pull your shirt up just enough to see your tits. anakins hands found there way to your left boob, his mouth finding it’s ways to your right as he sucked aggressive. you pulled at his hair- smiled at the sound that left his mouth as you did.

a whimper/moan escaped your lips as you felt his hips rut against yours. you had never felt so good i’m your life. so right.

with a loud pop, anakins mouth left you tits as you made his way back up to your lips.

his hips rolled slowly over yours, while his hands kept your hips in place.

“shit,” he whispered against your lips, “hummhh.. you feel so good.” you blushed at his words as you lips found his neck- sucking, making sure to leave a mark.

you felt his hand slips into your underwear, running his hand over your clit in a circular motion. a deep chuckle left anakins throat as his fingers went to dip into your cunt.

“maker. why didn’t i do this sooner.”

his fingers started to pump into you, slow at first. but as time passed he started to curl them while moving them faster and harder.

all anakin could do was stare at your face, watching as yours contorted with pleasure. he could stare at you all day like this.

your hand found the back of his hand as you pressed him closer to you. a cry left your slips that was mixed with a moan. anakin groaned as he felt your teeth sink into his shoulder. your walls clenched around his fingers tightly as you came closer and closer to cumming.

it only took for anakin to grab the back of your neck to force you to look at him— then pushing his mouth against your in a sloppy, teeth clashing kiss.

your body jerked as you came around his fingers. and maker did it feel good. your hips rolled against his fingers as you came down from your high. his fingers slipped out of you, and you watched as his eyes stared at you. anakins fingers slipped into his mouth as you linseed to the sound of his suck them clean.

“mmhm- you taste so good.”

your heart skipped a beat as you watched his smile down at you.

“so… are you gonna give in?” he asked in a whisper, laying his head down on your shoulder and staring at the side of your face.

“give into what ani?”

there was a moment of silence as he waited for his reply. his fingers came up to yours face, moving it to look him in the eyes. a smile slowly stretched across his face- yours doing the same.

“me.”

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idy-ll-ique · 3 years

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A Day Well-Spent

Pairing: Mob Boss!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Genre: It's like... fluff to the extreme

Warnings: mention of guns

Requested: nope

Summary: Y/N has just moved to Brooklyn and doesn't know how things are there. Bucky Barnes runs things around Brooklyn but what happens when they meet? Will she run away or will she still shoot her shot?

Author's Note: Hiya peeps! Okay, first of all, THANK YOU FOR 500 FOLLOWERS I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH I LOVE Y'ALL SO MUCH. also i think im obsessed with mob fics????? chile anyways so... enjoy!

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"Ready to go, sweetie?"

"You know it, babe," Y/N grinned at her friend, Clarice. The two, on their way to work, had stopped by a coffee shop for their daily dose of caffeine. As they walked out of the café, Clarice turned to Y/N. "Finish your story! What did Brad say to you after that?!" Clarice reminded her and Y/N giggled.

"Oh, he was just too sweet! But not my type, ya know what I mean? I didn't know how to turn him down," she sighed. "Poor guy. If he had approached me…" Y/N lightly shoved her friend. "I have his number, should I pass it on?" Clarice turned to Y/N, wide eyed. "Darling, you're too good to me," she spoke with a strong Brooklyn accent.

Y/N burst out laughing. She had moved from another part of the country to Brooklyn for education; along with attending college, she was also working as a waitress at a nice little restaurant. That was how she met Clarice, her being another waitress at said restaurant. The two became fast friends.

Clarice was a few years older than Y/N, a single mother with a 4 year old son. Her son was extremely cute. As Y/N continued laughing, she didn't notice how her friend stopped in her tracks. Clarice was busy staring at the huge hunk of a man a few feet ahead of Y/N, standing in the middle of the pavement with his phone held to his ear, his back to them.

Bucky Barnes.

That man was James Buchanan Barnes, the King of Brooklyn. He ran the whole damn city along with his mob; very important and influential. On top of that? He was hot-headed, easily got angry and people knew what happened when he got angry. Except Y/N. Y/N didn't even know who he was.

As Y/N neared Bucky, still laughing for some reason, Clarice thought of calling out to her. And alert him of their presence? No way! "Clarice, you know I love it when you do your acc—" All of a sudden, Y/N collided into a soft wall, spilling her coffee all over it. Opening her eyes, she found out that it was no wall; instead, she had collided straight into a person.

And drenched his back with coffee.

He was wearing what looked like a very expensive suit and Y/N immediately felt guilty. "Oh my goodness, I'm so fucking sorry!" she blurted out as Bucky pulled the phone away from his ear, turning to look at her. His men, who were loitering around, had her surrounded as they pointed their guns at her. But she didn't notice.

She was busy staring at Bucky, her jaw slightly dropped. Hot damn, he is good looking, she thought to herself. It wasn't until he cleared his throat that she snapped out of a daydream. He had a stern expression on his face and she realized she messed up. He's someone important. Then she started apologizing profusely.

Bucky simply stared at her, taking in her features as he gave her a once-over. She's new, he realized, not from Brooklyn. "Hey, hey, hey, it's okay," he chuckled and she immediately shut up, offering him a timid smile. "I really am sorry, I feel like a total ass. That suit looks expensive, sir, is there any way I can help? Maybe pay for dry cleaning?"

"Do you know who I am?" he instead asked and her brows furrowed. "Oh Lord, am I supposed to know?! One mess up after another…" she grumbled and Bucky couldn't help but laugh. "Don't worry. My name is Bucky Barnes, you may call me Bucky." At this point, even his men were surprised, lowering their guns.

Clarice was still standing there and one of the men caught her eye. He nodded his head towards Y/N and Clarice gave him an unsure smile. He sauntered over to her. "She's with you?" he asked and Clarice groaned, dropping her head. "She's new to Brooklyn, and has no idea who he is. I'm so sorry for the inconvenience."

The man smiled at her. "No worries, looks like the boss isn't gonna hurt her. I'm Sam, by the way." Clarice gave him a shy smile. Sam was also very good-looking. "I'm Clarice, nice to meet you." Better to remain on the good side of the mob. Back to Y/N and Bucky… "Bucky, that's a good name. Short for anything?"

He ran a hand through his hair, grinning. It had been years, years since someone outside of the mob had spoken to him so freely and without fear. It felt nice and refreshing, even more so because Y/N was super gorgeous. "James Buchanan Barnes." Y/N couldn't help but laugh. "Named after a president, huh?"

"You making fun of my name now, doll?" he smirked slyly. "Oh no no, I wouldn't dare," she flirted easily, "My name is Y/N. I still feel bad about ruining your suit, you won't even take the money…" Bucky waved her off. "First, Y/N is a wonderful name. Second, you don't need to worry your pretty head over me, this suit can easily be replaced."

"Then how about this? A coffee. My treat. It'll make me feel better," she insisted. Bucky raised a quick brow, thinking that he would be the one to ask her out but oh well, this works too. "Let's call it a date, shall we?" he purred, taking a step closer to her. She didn't back off. "If you'd like," she grinned up at him.

He couldn't help but grin back. "Excellent. Then how about you put your number in my phone and I pick you up next Sunday at 7 pm?" He thrust his phone into her hand and Y/N swore she heard someone gasping in the background. Bucky Barnes was a very private person but here he was now; handing his phone to a stranger.

She quickly put her number in his phone and handed it back, smiling. "I'll await your call." He leaned in and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "I have to go now, so I'll see you later. Say hello to your friend from my side. Sam! Stop flirting, man, we gotta go!" Y/N looked over her shoulder to see his friend flirting with Clarice.

She laughed and turned back to Bucky, who was already looking at her with a goofy grin on his face. "I'll see you next Sunday, Mr Barnes. Again, sorry for the suit!" He waved his arm in dismissal and got into the car, throwing her one last blowing kiss before zooming off. Y/N walked back to Clarice, who was staring at her, jaw dropped.

"I know the hell you didn't just do that."

"Did I do something wrong?" Y/N frowned. Then, all of a sudden, a wide grin bloomed on Clarice's face. "Do you even know who you're going to go on a date with next Sunday?!" Y/N blinked. "Is he someone important?" Clarice made a sound of indignation. "Important? Bitch, he's the Kingpin! The King of Brooklyn! A mob boss!"

Y/N's eyes went wide. "No way," she scoffed. "Yes way! Ask anyone! He runs things around here, babe. It was fun to see him all soft, though, he's kinda hot-headed and hard to impress. Even women stay away from him. And now you two are going on a date?! If this relationship does not end in a marriage I'm suing."

Y/N flushed slightly and punched Clarice on the shoulder. "Clair, we haven't even gone on one date." Clarice shrugged. "A girl can dream. Oh, your children will be the most beautiful! Did you see his right hand man, though?! Mamma mia! Said his name was Sam Wilson, I got his number!" The two reached their workplace.

Inside Bucky's car, he was still smiling, lost in thoughts. "So, that chick, huh," Sam spoke devilishly from the driver's seat. Bucky looked at him. "That's no way to talk about the future Mrs Barnes," he admonished and Sam chortled. "Dude, you haven't been on even one date! Slow down, chicks don't like dudes who plan out a marriage on the first date."

"But I know I'm right, so why shouldn't I plan?" Bucky shrugged. He was more than confident that Y/N was going to become his in the future. The way she looked at him, spoke to him, flirted with him… it was enough for him to become smitten with her at the first glance. "What about you and her friend, huh?"

It was Sam's turn to become flustered. "Clarice Light. Has a 4-year old son, Aaron." Bucky nodded thoughtfully. "A mother. Well-maintained looks," he commented, laughing when Sam punched him on the shoulder. "Why don't you think about your own chick and leave mine alone?"

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Y/N frantically smoothed out her dress, checking herself in the mirror. She wore a beautiful, nude coloured bandage dress that reached mid-thigh, along with similar coloured heels. Bucky was coming to pick her up in 5 minutes. Even after finding out who he was she didn't back away, instead finding it empowering that the most important man in Brooklyn wanted to take her out on a date.

All of a sudden the bell rang, pulling Y/N out of her thoughts. The first thing she saw upon opening the door was a huge bouquet of red roses right in front of someone's face. He then moved the bouquet to reveal his face and Y/N smiled broadly. "Bucky!" He grinned back at her. "Hi, doll! Here, an extraordinary bouquet for an equally extraordinary woman."

"You're too flattering. These roses smell amazing, thank you so much." She took the bouquet from his hands and kept it away, stepping out of the house. Bucky offered her his hand and she took it, allowing him to lead her out of the building and towards an audacious, ridiculously expensive looking car.

"Everything about you is lavish, huh?" she teased as he ushered her into the passenger seat, sitting next to her. "Bad to have a taste for the finer things in life?" he teased right back, placing his hand on her thigh as the other gripped the steering wheel. "No, I mean, you are the Kingpin. I should expect luxury."

He glanced at her to see her grinning at him. "You found out?" She nodded. "Yup, Clarice told me as soon as you left. I don't mind though, I'm just wondering… why me?" He laughed. "Why you? Sweetheart, you are the first person aside from Sam who has talked to me so freely since… since I was 18. And you're gorgeous. So why not?"

"Again, with the flattery…"

"Just stating facts, my dear."

"Also, my friend has a crush on Sam, so do tell him to ask her out." Bucky laughed harder. It had been years since he'd enjoyed himself so much. "Really? He has a crush on her too! I guess I'll tell him tomorrow." Y/N looked out of the window. "Where are we going?" Bucky gently squeezed her thigh. It was clear he wasn't taking her to a café, like originally planned.

"A picnic in the park." Y/N's eyes lit up. "I love picnics!" she squealed. "Then I guess I made a good choice," Bucky chortled along. The two soon reached the park and Bucky got out of the car first, holding the door open for Y/N to step out. "A gentleman," she noted, making him grin. He then took out the picnic basket from the backseat.

Y/N laid out the classic pink and white checkered blanket that he had brought along, taking off her heels before sitting down. "Ugh, I'd have worn pants if I knew I was going to be sitting on the ground," she groaned as she somehow sat down, adjusting her dress.

"You look gorgeous in that dress though," Bucky commented, "But you don't need to worry about public indecency because it's just you and me in the park." Y/N blinked at him as he sat down, opening the basket and taking out food. "Just us? You booked the whole park?" Bucky smirked at her. "It's easy when you run things around here."

Y/N fondly shook her head. "So much effort." He winked at her. "All for you, doll, all for you." The two maintained a chat as they ate. "So, you're new here. Why did you move to Brooklyn?" Bucky asked her. "Education. I go to [Name] college, actually, and work part-time as a waitress for some additional income," she hummed. He nodded thoughtfully.

"What about you? Is the mob a family business or a start-up?" Bucky smiled at her boldness. "Family business, my dad used to run it before me. I was 16 when I took over." Y/N realized what must've happened and gave him a sad smile. "I'm sorry for your loss." Bucky returned the smile. "It's fine, he was no saint."

"No?"

"Yup, hated him actually. Used to be cruel to my mom, to me too… until he got shot. Best day of my life." Y/N gasped quietly. "Bucky! He was your father!" Bucky chuckled mercilessly. "An asshole is what he was. Geez, speaking of, my mom is gonna be so happy."

"What's her name?" Y/N took a bite of her sandwich. "Winifred. She's awesome, raised me and my sister alone, ya know? Dad was always too busy. My mom will like you, I can tell. And so will my sister." Y/N smiled at that. "A sister?" He nodded, excited to talk about his family.

"Rebecca Barnes. She's a few years younger than me, maybe your age. She goes to your college too." Y/N suddenly squealed. "You mean to tell me my best friend from college is your sister? Rebecca Barnes?!" Bucky smiled so wide he thought his cheeks were gonna tear. "You've met her?" Y/N vehemently nodded.

"She's really great, the only person kind enough to introduce herself on the first day I moved in. She was the one who showed me around campus and I found out that she mostly spent time alone because no one wanted to talk to her, her brother being involved with the bad side of law or something. But I didn't care. I still don't. She's awesome, you're awesome."

Bucky felt himself tear up at her words. "Doll, you have no idea how much that means to me." Y/N grinned at him, scooting sideways so she could lay her head on his shoulder. "I'm serious, you know. I can't wait to tell her about this." Bucky laughed in a watery tone, pressing his lips to her temple.

The two quietly ate after that. When the food was over both of them lay down on the blanket, looking up at the starry sky. "It's so beautiful," Y/N whispered, cuddling into Bucky's side as she stared at the gibbous moon. Bucky wrapped an arm around her and pulled her closer to him.

"It's nothing compared to you."

Y/N laughed quietly and looked up, the same time he looked down. They met each other halfway; their lips connecting softly yet eagerly. Lost in the kiss Bucky sat up, pulling Y/N on his lap as they continued making out. Finally, after what felt like hours did they pull away, breathless. They said nothing; Bucky looked at her as if she hung the moon.

Y/N stared at him as if he were the only thing in the world. "So, when will I get a second date?" she broke the silence, leaning down to press her forehead to his. "Oh, doll, you're not getting rid of me any time soon," he shot back, laughing. Y/N giggled along and stood up.

Both of them packed their things and got into the car, Bucky offering to drive her home since it was late. So I guess it had been hours. As Bucky drove, Y/N's phone chimed. He glanced at her when she laughed. "What's so funny?" Y/N wheezed before answering.

"I've got two texts. One from Becca and one from Clarice."

Bucky couldn't stop his chuckle. "What did Becca say?" Y/N read out, "Girl, just heard you're on a date with my bro? And I— I swear if you don't become my sister in law, I'm suing." Laughter filled the car. "She really said that?" Y/N nodded. "Yup! Even Clarice, on the day we met, said the same thing! It's nuts. We just met and they're already planning a wedding."

"Speaking of, what was Clarice's message?"

"Oh nothing, just that she got back home from a date with Sam a few minutes ago."

"What?!"

"What's wrong with that?"

"That asshole had work today!"

"Bucky!"

All in all, it was a day well-spent.

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cursestothemoon · 3 years

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hellooooo<3 so, ive always loved the idea of Harry having an older protective sister(he really need one😭) could u pls do a headcanon of how she protects harry and their relationship? annnnddd how she also is dating Fred?? my heart needs it, pls and thank u❤️

i LOVE THIS

(also i switch from third person pov to second person in the middle of this so im sorry :) but its fine )

i know a common headcanon/ fancanon for harry’s sister is that she looks like lily

but hear me out

Y/n Potter who looks exactly like James

i mean to the T

and Lily would always make little teasing comments about how both her kids look like their dad and james is just :)

anyway

just picture it

dark brown, wavy hair that was just tussled enough at all times

blue eyes

and the round rimmed glasses that James used to wear

stOP SHE WEARS HER DADS GLASSES BECAUSE WHEN SHE WAS LITTLE SHE’D PULL THEM OFF OF HIM AND AFTER HE DID SHE KEPT THEM AND WHEN SHE MISSES HIM SHE WEARS THEM AND THEY ARE SLIGHTLY TOO BIG AND SIT CROOKED ON HER FACE

i made myself cry

anyway

lets talk protecting harry first then we will get into dating fred

so she’s older meaning she’d be in Hogwarts for before him

let’s say she's two years older

George and Fred’s year

and she’d hear the whispers about her

obviously

and i think she wouldn't tell harry

she would know the story of how their parents died and who harry was to the wizarding community but in an effort to protect Harry’s innocence and childhood for just a little while longer she wouldn’t tell him

at least not until he got to school then she’d be the one to tell him everything

she is fiercely protective of Harry

if someone so much as looked at him funny she was chewing their head off

Harry might’ve been like James

but Y/n Potter is James

down to the way her eyes would narrow at someone in class when they made a rude comment

or she’d try to charm her way out of trouble

or charm Harry out of trouble

oH MY GOD SHE’D BE IN MCGONAGALL’S CLASS AND ONE OF HER FRIENDS WOULD SAY SOMETHING FUNNY AND SHE’D BE TRYING SO HARD TO HOLD IN HER LAUGH AND SHE’D MAKE THE SAME FACE JAMES WOULD MAKE WHEN TRYING NOT TO LAUGH

Mcgonagall almost cried

she needed a moment

ok Y/n would take the first week or so just to show Harry around Hogwarts

she did not care if she was late

Harry was going to feel comfortable

oH SHE NEARLY BEAT OLIVER WOOD WITH A BEATER’S BAT WHEN SHE FOUND OUT HE PUT HER TEENY LITTLE BROTHER ON THE QUIDDITCH TEAM AS A SEEKER

she is also part of the team, a chaser

will get spend most of the first few games with Harry making sure he’s ok

yeah malfoy doesn’t stand a chance

never did

10/10 would use the cloak to prank him

all the time

nothing is out of limits

especially after he’s been nasty to Harry and his friends

growing up harry gets all embarrassed when she protects him because hes 15!1!1! he can handle it

she is kinda hurt

very dramatic

“mY WITTLE BROTHER DOESN’T NEED ME”

“y/n... please”

“nO ITS OK HARRY I GET IT, ILL GO”

“where are you going?”

“YOU DON’T NEED ME ANYMORE, I AM NO LONGER NEEDED HERE”

“you don't HAVE TO LEAVE, WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS”

Ron was giggling on the couch in the common room he thought this whole scene was hilarious

ron thinks she is so cool

ok i think she’d also have these little bits of lily that would shine through

unlike harry and james, who could just inhale near a book and get just above average grades

she took pride in studying and being able to sit down and absorb material

Lily always passed with flying colors because she was a good student who wanted to prove herself

it was the satisfaction of spending hours studying and being able to retain the information and apply it to earn an amazing grade that she loved

she passed this on to you

as well as her kindness to people who she believed deserved it

and quick wit

you two also had the same hands

you had everything else from James but your hands looked like your mothers

down to the way your nails grew and fingers held a quill

snape hated it

because he really couldn’t hate you

he was weird around you though

hes just weird

where he'd bully and embarrass Harry

he couldn’t do that to you because you wouldn’t give him the chance to

you knew the material

you knew the answer

and he hated how when your hand shot up it looked just like Lily’s

but you were making the stupid face James would when he’d concentrate

you did not like snape

at first you were impartial

then when you heard how rude he was to Harry...

it was also over for him

he didn’t stand a chance

you had an affinity for pranks, fiercely protective, and you had gall

your hand writing also looked like Lilys and snape had a rough time grading your essays

tough for him

also if any rumors went around about harry you were quick to make them actually about you

harry is the heir of slytherin?

actually no Y/n Potter is, there is no evidence but we just heard that it was her somewhere

you didn’t care as long as no one was being rude to Harry

leTS TALK DEATHLY HALLOWS

so you don’t go with them on the hunt for Horcrux

and you’d be going insane not knowing how they were or if they were ok

because all your life you had been able to protect to some extent

but you were completely helpless now

you could do nothing

and then at the battle of hogwarts

pLEASE

no one stood a chance

the feeling of seeing harry again

beaten, bruised, but still alive

it was overwhelming

then seeing Hagrid crying in his seemingly dead body

also overwhelming

because you had failed

you couldn't protect him

and he heard you scream first

it was loud and strangled and Harry felt so bad but he knew he had to do this

I like to think Y/n Potter is the one who killed Voldemort in the end

you cant argue with me on this sorry

now

lets talk

dating freddie

so he’d probably notice you here and there starting in first year

but he was an eleven year old boy and girls were not on his radar right now

but he thought you were funny and pretty cool

and your round glasses that were just a little too big for your adolescent face made you look cute

then you tried out for the quidditch team with him and George

you were amazing

not only did you have James natural talent for the sport but that paired with Lily’s tactical thinking and quick mind

you were unstoppable

you were brought on the team as a seeker

and you were good at it too, but it wasn’t you’re favorite position

it entailed a lot of waiting and not really moving until you caught sight of the snitch

it was your excellent flying mixed with the fact that you literally had no sense of self preservation that made you a really good seeker

you'd just

nose dive

if you hit the bottom you hit the bottom oh well

but when Harry showed up you were happy to give him your position as seeker and take on the more exciting (at least to you) job of chaser

it was your quidditch playing that really got fred’s attention

because you were good

and during team lunches or team hang outs you were always the life of the party

not because you were avidly trying to be

but like james, people jus gravitated to your goofiness and happiness

it was about the middle of fifth year fred realized he had a crush on you

and little man was panicked

you had noticed fred before that

obviously

but he was always just the funny guy on the team

but as everyone knows the potter’s have a thing for gingers

and it was when they came to pick you and Harry up from the Dursley's just before the quidditch world cup that you saw how attractive he really was

please its james and lily all over again

kinda

you become the funniest person in the room when he’s around

always smiley

lilypad?

no.

freddie bug

aH STOP PLEASE THAT’S SO CUTE

YOU’D JUST STARE AT HIM WITH A STUPID SMILE

it would get to the point you'd be just blatantly flirting

and fred bluSHES

BECAUSE HE ISN’T USED TO BEING THE ONE ON THE RECEIVING END OF SUCH CLEAR FLIRTING

usually he is the one to pick up girls

he has the charm

likes to make them blush

but yOU CAN JUST LOOK AT HIM WITH A STUPID SMILE AND HES BE ALL GIDDY

he could barely get a compliment in between your flirting

“Morning Freddie bug, looking cute as always.”

George thinks it both hilarious and disgusting

ron just thinks its disgusting

but fred is ultimately the one to make the first move to be more than just friends who flirt when the yule ball comes around

he asks you

“Potter! Potter!”

“yes?”

“You, me, Yule ball....”

and as he’s pantomiming it (ya know like in the movie) he also pantomimes a very heavy make out session then what you could assume would be kisses all over your face

it was now your turn to blush as you agreed to go with him

you guys started dating after that :)

pLEASE ONCE HARRY GOT WITH GINNY AND HE SAW A PICTURE OF YOUR PARENTS

YOUR MOM BEING A RED HEAD AND YOU AND HARRY LOOKING JUST LIKE YOUR DAD

HE WOULD NOT STOP THE JOKES

“i see why you’re with me. it’s my hair isnt it?”

“what? no its no-”

“you probably wouldn’t even look my way if i didn’t have red hair. you potters are unbelievable.”

“you are such a dummy”

“oH AM I? BUT YOU KEEP ME AROUND BECAUSE OF THE HAIR. I SHOULD’VE KNOWN IT WASN’T MY SPARKLING PERSONALITY THAT YOU LOVE.”

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backtoyuta · 3 years

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NCT 127: How they would be as coworkers in a shitty office

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❁ [Taeil] King of the welcome wagon; If it was your first day working in a small dinky business, Taeil will make it his sole responsibility to make the environment as inviting as possible. After all, the business wasn't some glamorous well known company, nor was it an exciting new start up, so Taeil made it his mission to paint the office as pretty as he could before you could decide if the job was too boring to keep. If you ask any of his co-workers they'll tell you nobody put him in charge of welcoming the newbie, but it seemed everybody but you noticed him do a double take at the receptionist's desk where you waited to be shown around. Soft moments included him making you a coffee every time he left to make his own, making a point of clearing a little space in the communal fridge for your lunch and hanging around while trying to maintain a respectful distance in case you had any queries so he could be the first to answer them. If you were low-key dreading your first day, you kinda forget about the nerves quickly because of his kindness and tells you cheerfully "See, we don't bite." Will make sure you have everything you need, down to the last sticky note and ball point pen, and smiles bashfully at you when you go to thank him.

❁ [Johnny] cheesy office romance; It was quite impressive really, the fact that Johnny managed to unlock every single office romance cliche you could think of and he wasn't subtle about it either. Though there was no policy really about dating co-workers, the whole situation was a tiny bit embarrassing given the blatant flirting from the titan walking around in his shirt and tie, always throwing devilish smiles from over the photocopier. Even if his desk was miles away from yours, there would always be an excuse to stroll by your work space to drop off some paperwork personally, or remind you of the meeting happening in the afternoon despite the email reminder going around. Johnny really put his bladder through it since he now took too frequent trips to the water cooler that was so conveniently placed next to your desk. The whole office gagged when you finally agreed to go for drinks after work. The hours were spent buying each other pints and admiring him with his tie loosened and shirt sleeves rolled up, revealing the delicate tattoos that decorated the skin there before calling it a night and letting him kiss you on your porch after walking you home. You kind of became the height of office gossip, which Johnny thrived in, but you couldn't really be mad when you were dating that tall glass of water after all.

❁ [Taeyong] The receptionist with first aid training; Stapling your finger was embarrassing enough, imagine the heat flooding your cheeks when the receptionist appears at your desk clutching the first aid kit, big kind eyes glancing at your finger empathetically. Taeyong was the first face you saw when you walked through the door, that alone making a wonderful first impression, also he was a very diligent worker. He never made a fuss when you asked him to fax something, make a memo or photocopy, and when you had to ring the office because you left your keycard and needed to be let in, he laughed that off with you too while assuring that it happened all the time. On the blasted day you aimed the stapler at your paper but instead caught your finger, Taeyong was the first to perk from behind his desk at your exclamation of "Ow!" and was by your side before you knew it. He apologised profusely at the sting of an anti-bacterial wipe and wrapped your finger gingerly in a plaster, his chair scooted towards you and your knees bumping occasionally. You were pretty sure every female in the office was crushing on him and you were one of many, but you couldn't help the blush when you received a private IM chat asking if you wanted to get coffee after work: "Date? :)" he wrote at the end of the message. You wasted no time typing on your computer a reply, sneaking a glance at his face from behind the desk and exchanging a smile before looking busy once again.

❁ [Yuta] The guy that lowkey terrified you; Yuta was the co-worker that, whether it was on purpose or not, pushed you away with sheer intimidation and sinfully good looks. When you first encountered him in the office you were sure he was a model undercover, and when that was debunked you were sure he must have had a much higher level and higher paying job than you. His presence read corporate, the cologne you sometimes caught a whiff of smelt expensive and you could easily picture him in a big leather chair in a tall glass building barking orders at people. What surprised you was behind the intimidating aura, lay the humility of any of your other co-workers. All it took was one painfully awkward conversation in the break room and with the power of pointless small talk you learnt that his weekend plans didn't involve a modelling side hustle like you expected, but rather being a homebody, watching animated movies and cooking dinner for one instead. When you did finally enter an established relationship with him, expect impulsive moments like being tugged into the copier room so he can press his lips to yours and run his hands through your hair, or intense staring contests when other male co-workers demanded your attention. Overall, he was terrifying, but his redeemable qualities involved making dates after work so you had something to look forward to, buying your favourite cake during office parties and volunteering to do overtime with you so you would always be entertained.

❁ [Doyoung] The manager that scares you shitless; For the position of local branch manager, Doyoung exuded way more power and intimidation than what was probably warranted. Maybe that was why he managed to get the branch performing so well, everybody dreaded being called into his office for "friendly chitchat" after making a small mistake. When you first arrived, you steered as clear from him as possible, only venturing near his office when absolutely needed. What you didn't see was the way he would watch you intently in your little office nook, always appreciating how hard you worked and how cute you looked in your office get-up. You often squirmed at the amount of eye-contact he gave you when he ran meetings and you would glance around to see if anyone else was experiencing the same thing. Nope, just you. When he did call you into his office that one time you were quaking in your shoes. You had already convinced yourself you were fired before you had even reached his office door, but the feeling was replaced soon enough with confusion when he did eventually speak to you. "I just wanted to ask... would you be interested in.... this corporate training program?" He rushed. My god, your boss was just as awkward as the next bumbling guy. It would be a while before he asked you on an official date, dinner for two, also quite a bit of paperwork to fill out with HR, but you would come to realise his icy exterior wasn't all that icy when he wasn't in work-mode.

❁ [Jaehyun] The temp that never left; Jaehyun was fresh from university, now venturing into the world of work but still had the boyish aura that set him apart from the rest of the men in the office. From the way he spoke to you over lunch in the break room you could tell he was full of ambition, but also didn't seem to be in any rush to leave this job any time soon. Jaehyun was the guy who you initially tried not to get too close to, since you were under the impression that he would be leaving after completing the temporary placement and when he left it would hurt like a bitch. However, you could have sworn his placement ended like a month ago, but eventually you learnt that he somehow managed to talk himself into a full-time position. "Oh that, yeah, I guess I just realised I had more reasons to stay." He shrugged as casually as he could when you asked about it. You couldn't deny that you were happy, not when you saw his smiling face in the conference room saving you a seat, hearing his outrageous stories from uni and always being the two to get a little too drunk at corporate parties and being sent home in a taxi of shame. Romance blossomed when you remembered that one drunken kiss in the backseat and you both bonded when your boss gave you the cold shoulder after arriving to work a little more than dishevelled and with a hangover.

❁ [Jungwoo] Desk buddy; Honestly, who could hate their job when they had a sweet Jungwoo sitting at the desk adjacent to theirs. You kinda scored when your boss appointed you this specific desk because Jungwoo took to you almost embarrassingly quick. It made your heart swell looking at all the little knick knacks on his desk; toys to fiddle with and colourful sticky notes, this was just one part of his persona. You were a little shocked when he offered you a cigarette during the lunch break, kind of exposing a duality you didn't know existed, but nobody could be that wholesome of a person. Monday to Friday 9-5 was filled with Jungwoo ping-ponging back and forth between these traits, any off handed comments he would mutter to you when the boss was giving an announcement or the conversations you would overhear him having with a friend over the phone would remind you he wasn't a total puppy of a human being. However, the way he always offered to share a snack and would flick paper and notes at you playfully was also very much him being himself. You always fluttered a little at the smirk he would throw your way when your manager was talking something boring or ridiculous, it seemed those smirks were only reserved for you. It didn't take long before he became your best friend in the office, if he wasn't in that day you were in the right mind to just call it quits yourself (and vice versa), he was the guy that made the long hours that much more bearable.

❁ [Mark] The bumbling intern; When it came to responsibilities in the work place, you tried to delegate as little of that as possible to Mark the intern. It was cute really, the guy put in 110% effort into his tasks and yet when it came to coffee orders, photocopying or sending out a memo, something nearly always went wrong. You couldn't help but admire his enthusiasm, also that he made an effort to know everybody in the office, including the cleaners. Mark was one of the first people to greet you when you joined, waving around a little notebook of Starbucks orders and a company card to splurge, urging you to write down whatever you wanted. A simple task right? Rookie mistake. Bless him, you would never tell him how his mistake of getting full dairy rather than the soy you requested led to a night on and off the toilet, but that just scratched the surface of his office blunders. Somehow, he never cost the company too much, but there was a reason why the poor boy never got promoted beyond intern. He wasn't deterred though, he'd lean up against your desk while you made idle chit chat and he'd tell you that he liked his job and he didn't aspire to be the best in this business. Where he really proved himself was during company functions, you'll never forget during the annual employee bbq when he asked you your favourite song so he could sing it melodically accompanied skilfully with a guitar. Mark's contributions to the work place were always a little unpredictable, but he kept things interesting and people, including you, genuinely enjoyed having him around.

❁ [Haechan] Probably the reason you get fired; Even in the workplace, Haechan can't deny himself a bit of mischief. He made a stellar first impression by rocking up half an hour late, sending your boss a half arsed apology and plonking down at the desk across the room from yours. To be honest, he kind of annoyed you at first, his attitude came off immature and you didn't appreciate how distracting he was when you had work to do. However, things started to change at some point. Haechan was the guy that convinced you to ditch the office party and sit on the rooftop with him to watch the city lights, the guy that sent out ridiculous memos just to catch you smile and the guy eventually became the reason for you own demise after he started picking you up for breakfast most mornings. When the manager called you in his office after being late the third time in a row, you ducked your head and mumbled something about traffic while hiding a croissant wrapper in your pocket, Haechan covered a laugh with a cough and apologised on behalf of both of you. When you asked him about why he never seemed to give a shit about anything, you learnt that it was because he had a taste for adventure; "Don't tell me you wanna stay and work here forever? Don't you wanna do something more... exciting with your life?" He asked you incredulously, like the answer was obvious. He kinda got you, no, you didn't want to work in a dingy office for the rest of you life. To be honest, when he painted a picture of moving to a big city, or taking a road trip, or just fucking off to the suburbs you didn't hate the sound of that either. When you were both sat there in your manager's office, signing off on a severance package, you weren't even mad. You didn't have time to be, Haechan was already clasping your hand and leading you to his car and laughing about finally being free, tugging his tie from around his neck whilst driving no where in particular- the start of an adventure.

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rosiehufflepuff · 3 years

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Summary : Draco emotions is getting the best of him , as you and Harry are paired for astronomy project , causing a big hit in your friendship not only that but also causing you to ask why he was jealous when you are only friends and how he is trying to control who you can have as friends and who you can’t have as you call out his toxic behaviour and Draco discovers his emotions .

Draco X Fem Reader

Warning : jealousy . Possessive Draco , Insecure Draco , Harry and Draco rivalry , Angst , and too much FLUFF

House : Hufflepuff

Year : fifth

Link of the casual outfit : https://drive.google.com/file/d/1eMCrdnjLtSN-6Xjysfvffq4HzeX-rJk_/view?usp=drivesdk

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Draco watched as his anger was getting too big that he felt that his body couldn’t contain it anymore , usually Draco could keep a straight face whatever any emotion he felt but at this moment he couldn’t , you were smiling at Potter being all friendly and such , leading his blood to boil , you were extremely friendly with the annoying Gryffindor!! Yes , he get it , Hufflepuff and all , being nice is the nature , that what made him attached to you in first place , but you were talking and being kind To HIS ENEMY ! You shouldn’t even be talking to him !! In first place !! You were his friend ! HIS !!! You should only talk to him not his enemies !!

“ hoho wow ... we are finally seeing emotions on malfoy face “ Theo couldn’t help but comment with a smug smirk as he earns a harsh scowl from the icy blonde boy “ shut it Nott or I swear the next thing that you will see is my shoes squishing your eyes “ “ he is right though Malfoy , your face is literally changing colours , expression , and literally your eyes are stuck on them ! “ Blaise commented more like stating fact ” that is true also !! , draco do you know what we are doing for this project ? ” pansy gave a questionable look to the pale boy, resulting in draco to run his hand in his hair as he breaths heavily , getting up from his chair “ since you all being Nosy Fucking Twats and it seems like you have plenty of time to blab why don’t you all continue on the project , yeah ? “ with that draco left with glare as he walked out of the library to cool off “ he got it so bad ......” Theo commented with a smirk “ yes completely ” earning an agreement from both Slytherins .

Draco went out , breathing deeply the fresh air , you were his friend and his hate for Harry was no secret for you and you were a Hufflepuff and that was no secret for Draco , he knows ‘ the moral code of the Hufflepuffs’ and how strong did you hold into them .

However what irritated and concerned Draco was you and Potter were friends. Before..... You and him even talked , he is fully aware of Potter ideas about slytherin and him....which leaded to a fear of losing you to him......

Does he trust your judgement? ...........of course he does , does he trust Potter ? Dear Salazar NO .... and that what worries him ... also the idea of you and Harry leaves a sour taste in his mouth , a strong one .

you were quite attractive and you had a decent personality And of course what will make the Gryffindor happier than making the slytherin ‘s life miserable!......... by taking you away from him and as much as he despised it, you and Potter are quite fitted for each other ......but no way in the name of Merlin ’s Bread he would give you to him!!

The slytherin prince now knew for sure that universe actually hated his guts cause just in this moment you and Potter walked out , you , smiling as harry is pointing out the stars while you are carrying a sketch book with your quil as you both admired the dark night sky .

Draco didn’t know what is the assignment was nor he cared about it in this moment , all he cared about was to hear what you and Potter talked about , as the way to do that was neither of you can see him . Causing him to blend with the darkness of the trees shadows

“ and you see here , two days from now we will see Jupiter's movement ! “ Harry explained excitingly causing you to smile “ yes i know !! However ........ I feel it would be hard to see from the astronomy tower as all fifth year students would be there for it ...... do you think we would able to glance it , write the essay and fill the star chart ......? “ you couldn’t help but voice your concerned leading Harry to think for a moment

“ Gryffindor tower !!” “ excuse me ........I meant ......say again..........? “ “ we can see it from the Gryffindor tower !!” “ wait really ??” “ yes , most of students won’t think of this “ “ well I’m sure Hermione did think of that “ you said while giggling a little , making Harry himself chuckle “ of course she would “ he said it , rolling his eyes jokingly as he continued “ we can of course go there .......if you have n-no problem I mean ........” “ of course ! Why would I have a problem in Helga ‘s name ? “ you said giving the chosen boy a big smile , making him grin himself “ excellent ! Meet me in front of the fat lady portrait !” ” you got yourself a deal potter ” you said seriously, resulting in him to chuckle ” beautiful deal I would say ” ” well that was smooth ” you said as you gave the boy in glasses a playful look ” really? I thought it was little sap ” yes kinda but still smooth ” ” ouch well I better go before I say more sappy stuff yeah? See ya tomorrow ” ” see ya!!” you both parted ways, not noticing the hidden boiling fire in the very dark.

Draco was furious and angry, he flirted with you AND YOU FLIRTED BACK !! HE ASKED YOU ON A DATE AND YOU ACCPET IT !! that is a project NOT A CHANCE FOR POTTER TO SNOG YOU !!!

He didn’t like what he saw , in fact, it resulted in leaving a huge fury to swallow his body , to him , it was you choosing Potter over him and it left a wound in the pale boy ‘s heart , like everyone else they would .... he didn’t know why it was hurting , .... it felt like you are leaving him behind .....and replacing him with what people always say, is better than him ........ Draco couldn’t control his emotions anymore resulting in him to run to the slytherin dungeon to be alone with his thoughts , he is not gonna give Potter what he always wanted .... which is a breakdown .

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After two days passed , it was the weekend and Merlin , you didn’t wanna to wake up after a whole week the last day always seemed to be so hard but you needed to get up , no matter what , cause no one would Attend it for you .

An annoyed groan slips from your mouth as you jump out of the bed stretching and getting yourself into your yellow and black uniform , last day but one of the busiest , you have heavy school day not forgetting of course the meeting with Harry. However you were quite excited , you are gonna see the Jupiter movement clearly also you never saw the Gryffindor tower from inside so yes , maybe it will be a good day after all.

Walking out to your first class which was herbology a subject you completely adored , being with professor sprout cheerful personality and voice , some people fainting causing a giggle here and there , the whispers of the plants and finally , A current slytherin shared this class with you and being with him made the hardest things bearable , one of these is Snape class of course , with his help and quiet jokes he made you like it a little ,

Giggling at some old jokes Draco did through the classes you shared , you notice that you arrived to the green house .

You stood inside of the green house with Fanged Geranium sitting on the table showing her teeth in front Of you , as you hear the head of your house talking about the quality of it and how to deal with it , your eyes wondered to check on Draco .

You didn’t see him since you entered , you knew draco likes the green house , even though he would never admit it to the world , you saw the twinkle in his eyes when he is looking to the plants however he was no where in the sight ,

it is like the sky heard you or something and wanted to prove you wrong cause suddenly the door of green house opened quietly , revealing the white haired boy , walking as he bows to the older hufflepuff “oh good dear Helga ..... you are so late Mr.Malfoy !!!” “Im very knowledgeable about that Mrs sprout and I give you my apologies....” the older teacher couldn’t help but sigh “ fine , go take your plant next to Miss L/N .....please miss L/N ....update Mr. Malfoy about the topic ....For the rest , please work on your plants carefully ! I don’t wanna accidents !!! Not again !!!!! “

Even thought he looked perfectly put together , the slytherin ‘s face was looking yellowish , was he sick ? , thinking again - you never saw him yesterday at all ... was something going on ....? However you knew he didn’t like to be pressed for stuff so you just watch him as he took his place next to you ...

you give him the warmest comforting smile “ Draco good morning dear .......did you sleep well “ a nod , you get only a nod from the boy so you try to keep the conversation going “ well ... today we are assigned the plant of Fanged Geranium and we need - “ I actually know about it....... I read about it in a book before , you don’t need to waste your energy yeah? “ like that he cuts you off sharply and for some reason he seemed distance , you were weirded out by that kind of behavior but you thought maybe that is his morning attitude which eventually would disappear ...so you both continued to work in silence .

Soon the class ended , you hear Draco sigh as he walks away to his Slytherin friends , ignoring you completely which weirded you out , he never did that he would at least wave or something or make sure his hand brushed yours giving you a smirk ...his new behavior was weird ....you decided to let it to be , till it is lunch time for you both, -to give him a breath of time- , you will make sure to catch him and ask him about his act .

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Moving from class to class to class you were half done with the day ......finally Merlin ..........you were getting tired from all these classes as now you have the chance to eat for first time in the day as you skipped the frost meal in exchange of sleeping more , cause Dear Helga....... you were almost dead tired from the whole week and you needed these extra hours .

As you were running from the class , ready for the feast that will be served to your groaning stomach , you got faced by the crowded halls .

Trying to make your way through , you pumped into the slytherin prince, however before you open your mouth , he looked to you in the eyes then just walked away without of course forgetting to pump his shoulder into yours .........saying you were surprised would be underestimating .....what was this all about ...why he is being like that ....you were best friends ......well .....he was your best friend at least.......you were confused and somehow getting an anxious feelings in you Body . That you forget that you froze in mid of hallway till someone told you to move ,resulting into you falling back to the reality , shoving all bad feelings into the back of your head , you start to move to the grand hall .

You sat in the grand hall , Eating your food .......well..........trying , you don’t know what happened but somehow the food didn’t taste as amazing as you imagined or maybe you just lost your appetite, either how, you just ate the food cause your body was in desperate need of energy recharge and the least you need is to faint and let Harry do the work , he was your close friend and that wasn’t fair to anyone in first place .

While eating you glanced The Malfoy Boy , Getting up after finishing his food and going outside , you jump on your feet as fast as you can walking in hurry to catch up to him , as soon as you did , you both were in the halls . “ draco “ you called , no answer “ draco , it is rude to not answer me ! Stop being a child and talk to me “ these words made the pale boy stop in his heels and turn to face you with cold gaze “ wanna talk ? Sure let s talk then ! ”

You took a deep breath to calm your soaring Anger ...someone needed to be the grown up now “ why are you behaving like that !!! What is this all about !!!” “Oh you recall fully what is this all about ....!” You were stunned......... what did you do you? “ what do you mean?” “ well you know what ....forget it !!” “ you know you are not communicating right now !!! I wanna comprehend what is it !” “ oh if I’m not communicating well then why don’t you go to Potter, I’m sure he will fulfill this for you better !”

So this what all of this about ......... with this foolish rivalry!!!...“ draco you totally realize that he is a friend !! Yes, you both are not in best terms but he is still my friend !!” “ yes, but witch !!! being in good terms with him doesn’t mean , being flirtatiousness and snogging him in the gryfindor tower !!! “ “ you were spying on me !!!!” You were sick....you are feeling sick from how the Slytherin boy felt so entitled to spy on you , and question you !!!who does he think Himself is! “ I wasn’t spying , you were the ones who were in public“ “ but you chose to hear it!You were spying !!!” ”Well even if I did !! I was protecting you !! I DONT TRUST HIM “ “ well right now It is you who I don’t trust !!! ....this is not protection THIS YOU TRYING TO CONTROL MY LIFE !! IN WHAT ENTITLEMENT DO YOU SEE YOURSELF IN TO FEEL LIKE THAT IS YOUR RIGHT !! IM NOT SOMETHING TO BE OWNED !! I DESERVE RESPECT ! “ you quieted for a moment to take a breath from the pervious outburst before continuing “ And from this sorry .....but I don’t see that you have that for me and I don’t think I would like to be friends anymore “ Draco eyes widened at this for a second almost missing it out before his straight cold look came back “ fine as you wish “ with that he walked away , leaving you behind with tears dripping out of your eyes .

Draco rushed through the halls to reach his perfect room fast , he felt chocked by all crowds that started to fill the halls , he felt the tears already were about to come out and the last thing he needed was the whole school to witness Draco Malfoy crying about a girl that he doesn’t comprehend what he feel about her and hurt him , barely reaching the slytherin common room without breaking down . The slytherin boy shuttered the password out of his lips ,hurrying to his perfect bedroom ignoring the glances that he was getting from his house mates , locking the door as he finally let all his emotions out in the loneliness of his room not attending the rest of the day .

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You were getting ready to meet Harry for astronomy project , trying to hold all the emotions inside, like you did for the rest of the day after the dilemma with Draco , you didn’t see him after and that was better for you , you didn’t know how will you react , you trusted him but he has no respect for you , he was acting like you are his doll not his equal .....he didn’t trust you , you felt so small and disrespected , you wanted to cry not cause of him no but cause you feel you trusted someone one who didn’t see you for who you are but saw your as object but you won’t let someone who thought like that stop your life , you looked at yourself noticing your outfit : a lacy off white blouse with lantern sleeves with Peter Pan collar . blue straight ankle length jeans and beige ankle boots ,

breathing a deep breath , you look put together and that is what you wanted , you didn't want anyone to notice your mood and the tears that slipped here and there , the last thing you need to hear ‘are you okay ‘ , cause you knew for sure these words will make you cry , and you don’t wanna to explain to Harry The Who stupidity of situation and causing more drama .

Rushing out of the warm dorm of the Hufflepuff common room to the halls as you walked fast to read the fat lady portrait praying to helga in her grave to not make you face to face with the slytherin boy , as you reach the painting you took a deep breath, Causing a look from the lady in painting , you felt for a second like you almost forgot to breath from how anxious you were till you feel a hand on your shoulder , causing you to turn , you see the brown haired boy with his famous smile as if it is contiguous you smiled without feeling “ did I make you wait for long?” “ oh no no no not at all !! I just came here ! “ “ so ummm shall we ?” You nod with a smile , the gryffindor muttered the password of the week , showing a grand hole as entrance, you both crawl inside of the Gryffindor room , taking the whole inside of you, the room was warm and cozy just missing some plants and It would be a copy of your own house room somehow that was calming .

The chosen boy was correct, not many people was there and of course Hermione was there with some Ravenclaw and Ron causing you to giggle a bit without feeling it , knowing what this was about Harry himself let an airy laugh “ yes yes you were correct ....now stop , she is giving us looks!! “ the boy whispered trying to hold his laughter , indeed the girl was giving you look like you both are crazy or something , as you both failed to hold your laughter , but it was quite humorous for some reason , some gryfindors were there with their groups but it was so few That you can count them on your fingers .

Both of you and Harry settled down close to the window , talking as you admired the stars, trying to fill the chart and waiting to see Jupiter movement “ god when the bloody hell will it show “ you couldn’t help but giggle as you hear Ron hearing him resulting to get a hit from Hermione “ he is right though Harry we have been waiting for long “ you said as you stretched your legs that almost were falling off from having them in same position for long “ “I think it will show soon ....” “ SHH it is happening !!” Hermione screamed on top of her lungs causing Ron to roll his eyes .

you watched......... memorised by the whole thing , it was marvellous thing ... all this beauty happening by nature ...nature amazed you with everything it provided and how beautifully it is done , you for sure won’t forget that ....

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After long time of writing the essay , giggling at Ron foolishness , joking around , and helping each other in that pain in the arse assignment.... Yet it was somehow fun, painful work but fun .

later it was done ,Harry walked you to the painting and after huge back and forth, you convinced him that you would be fine going back to your room and nothing to be worried about.

you are now enjoying your walk to the hufflepuff common room , feeling the cold air and the soundlessness, cooling you, ......finally the weekend , done with the deadly assignment , sighing deeply , you realised you reached the entry , you play the rhythm to enter , ready to be welcomed by the talking plants and the warm room ,

This positivity get demolished by seeing a curtain blonde head youth sitting in front of the entry like a dog scolded by his owner , as soon as he sees you , he is quick on his feet , fixing his hair by running a hand in it

“ you are here .....y/n .....” “ ..........Malfoy ......” “ please don’t call me that ......” “ why it is your name , eh ? “ “y/n .........please......... don’t ........” you raise an eyebrow to him questionably , knowing your slient question, you see his face going from emotion to emotion to emotion as he tried to open his mouth to speak “I-I-I apologize for my foolishness and you are fully ........correct .....the way I behaved ...............childish was the way I acted ......I apologize again ......” draco sharp grey eyes was staring hard into your soul trying to read your face , try to see if you hated him or does he has any chance with your forgiveness .

You close your eyes breathing heavily for a second , you didn’t want to look into his eyes , you saw how swollen his bloody shot eyes were and he looked miserable however though some parts of you wanted to forgive the boy, you weren’t satisfied “draco .......the reason of your -“ “ I respect you ........way more than the words can tell .....and you totally deserve to know why this behavior..............it is not cause .....I don’t respect you no ..................it is cause some stupid silly emotions that let......me act like that -“ “ jealousy “

Gulping hard at the name of the emotion , Draco never felt jealous ever !! He is a Malfoy people felt jealous from him not the opposite what he wanted he got it , so this was a hard pill to swallow to him “ ...yes and had some fears.......... about potter.........and his thought about me ....resulting you .............to ........stop being with me ................. “ you held draco hands , finally realizing his feelings And for first time you see a rosiness tint on his cheeks , draco wasn’t very touching persona ....as he was so tense about it but he was used to it from you, later two years from knowing you nevertheless, he never flushed , he was accepting, awkwardly though , but no blushing , yet in his state you won’t point it out , it was already hard for him opening up and you appreciated and you wanna be comforting as you can as you try to calm his creeping anxiety . “ Draco I would never replace or leave cause someone opinion ever !! You mean so much to me !! I can’t imagine you out of my life ....you are very important and unreplaceable to me and thank you for apologising “ you say as you hug him , causing his body to go tense before warping his shaking arms around before squeezing you tightly as he bury his face in your shoulder , your run your hand in his soft messy hair as you hear him speak softly “ I discovered a new emotion also ....” “hmm ?” ..........Love..............”

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I don't know if there is going to be part two!! But I hope you all like this

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mandareeboo · 3 years

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ok now im curious what your most petty thing is (regarding the dp post)

Oooh boy, here we go! Buckle up fuckers this is gonna be a longer one.

My senior year of high school, I took a creative writing class. Partially because I needed to fill the slot, mostly because I wanted to improve my writing (spoiler: I did not). Now, my high school was a three floor building- first was mostly gym, second was general, and the third was senior lockers and art classes. I spent a good chunk of my schedule senior year on the second and third floor, going between an art class to my earth science (I took that one entirely as filler, but also bc I like science) to my locker and so on.

Creative writing? Creative writing was in the fucking basement. Go to the first floor, go to a corner generally used for health and development classes, to another corner, follow a ramp and some stairs, and boom there it is kind of basement. (Side note but this teacher was REALLY into attendance and would get you in trouble if you were late which was really annoying since basically no other class was in that part of the building).

My creative writing teacher wasn't bad, per se. I've had worse teachers. I had an algebra teacher who delighted in making freshman girls cry and mocking them for it. I had a journalism teacher who would use her class time reporting how Hilary was secretly ill during the election. I had a history teacher say trans people weren't real to an openly gender nonconforming student (I didn't know them well enough to ask for specifics on their alignment, but they were using they/them at that point) and set up assignments just to mock students on the take they were told to make. It was more that she was uncreative and took it out on the kids doing creative writing.

She gave us two books to read. Basically “how I write” by published authors. I don’t remember the first one well enough and I donated it ages ago, but the second was Stephen King’s “On Writing”. It was 3/4′s personal stories about his life and 1/4′s “also write a bit every day”. I mostly remember the first author bc she had those fake dreadlocks white people do when they destroy their hair and she gleefully told a story about making her son have a meltdown at a party or wedding or something bc he got overwhelmed and she wanted him to learn that “sometimes you don’t get what you want”. So. You know. Not much there.

She also instructed us to write in a journal every day, which she would check every few months or so. It had to be at least half a page. She would leave little comments in every one else’s journals when she checked them, but not mine- I realized pretty quickly she was a bit uncomfortable with LGBT+ content, so I made it my mission to make every journal drabble as gay as possible bc I was bored and she couldn’t mark them WRONG when she just stated we needed to write.

But it doesn’t end there! Through the entire class, we got exactly five writing projects. Stories that follow very specific guidelines that we would then read in front of the class, group proofread, and then have the teacher give final grades for. These things were approximately like a thousand words a piece, and I was writing out my 10,000 word “It Starts off Small” story in class when I got bored, so it wasn’t difficult.

Our first project was a character going through a difficult decision. Or... something? I honestly forget the criteria. Anyway, I was HYPE. I’d had this idea for a long time now a human choosing between peaceful death or reincarnation, and this gave me the push to write it! I had a whole thing planned with death being a deer and reincarnation being a wolpertinger (bc reincarnation leads to many possibilities, ed boy, so a Frankenstein bunny made sense to me). Anyway I poured my heart and soul into this bastard and, bright eyed and bushy tailed, handed it in. My classmates all thought it was pretty good. Not to toot m’own horn, but there was some pretty bad ones going in, so I thought I’d get a solid B or something.

I got a D. I guess the struggle was too metaphorical, or it didn’t perfectly fit her criteria. I was devastated. Then I was mad. Bc I was a bored senior who thought they’d made something pretty decent for this completely optional class and her refusal to see that really hurt me at sixteen (I was always a year younger than my other classmates, so despite being a senior I didn’t turn eighteen until almost a year after graduation)

Well, fuck it, I decided. I’m going to parody the shit out of this class.

Our next project was a fantasy story. I was bitter and grumpy. The other fantasy stories read aloud were stuff like “yeah this dude fought a wizard and got a girl, then they went home and banged” (this was not hyperbole, he would’ve written and read the smut if allowed, I knew him personally) and “this girl that NO ONE UNDERSTOOD was called CRAZY but this S@!$ cheerleader who Stole Her Boyfriend so she killed them all” (fun fact: the girl who wrote that was my age and a sort of half-friend from middle school. She was a yaoi fangirl who didn’t mind lesbians as long as they, you know, didn’t FLIRT with her or something.)

So I get up there. It’s the last day of presentations. And I present with a polite cheer. My story is about two magical shepherd type figures who are called Sister Brighten and Brother Dick as they chase down a werewolf who was drunk off his ass and accidentally bit someone else. They then revealed they were basically supernatural designated drivers for the whole town. I made Brighten mention that Dick’s name wasn’t even Richard. I titled it “His Favorite Brand is Grayhound”. It fit every single criteria. I got an A. I could tell she didn’t want to, because there was no comments or anything like everyone else’s, but she had to follow her own criteria.

Our third was a conjoined effort thing so I didn’t pull any fuckery there, but the fourth one was about common myths and spinning them into real or fake. One girl did the hook-handed door handle thing and the boyfriend ended up above his truck hanging (somehow???). I think someone did the age-old adage of a haunted wedding dress? I kind of read through those presentations.

Now, I’m salty-salty at this point. I wasn’t expecting His Favorite Brand is Grayhound to get me a good grade. I half-assed a lot of it. I am in full Not Happy Teenager at this point. I grab a daddy long leg and settle in.

My fourth story of the year is “Paperskin.”

Paperskin is about a boy named Billy with the thinnest skin membrane ever. Just full on body horror. You could see his teeth behind his lips. Billy gets bored one day and wanders out of his house, tries to kick a soccer ball, and breaks a leg. As he’s laying in the grass a daddy long leg bites him- and his skin is so flimsy the fangs sink in and he dies. I’m actually still pretty proud of Paperskin. It’s a horrifying, Edgar Allen Poe of a monstrosity, but it made people squirm, which was the point. The teacher is clearly a bit unnerved at this point, but she gives me another A.

I wrote a more “normal” story after that of a contentious objector forced to house kids going to see if any confirmed soldier deaths were any of their parents as my final one and I could feel her spite as she gave me a B.

So, yeah. That’s the story of when I tormented my creative writing teacher with The Gays and my weird ass sense of humor after she called one of my best works at that age a piece of shit.

Here’s a google drive of these bad boys, because yes I do still have these things. I turned these fuckers in for grades, people.

#Ask #Anon #Question Mandar #Life #Humor #Writing #I was a good kid I swear #I didn't make much noise and I didn't argue much #It was just this one lady

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episode 209 spoilers below

I'm so late today but here it is

I love EJ, he's finally learning to be happy. I'm so proud.

Ms Jenn = every boomer during zoom calls, like jeez yes we can hear you stop shouting at me.

LOVE THE SUBTLE JOKE ABOUT QUARANTINE "these dark times" "you mean spring break?"

ah yes, remember when we thought covid was just gonna give us a longer spring break? good times

SEBLOS

damn the passive aggressiveness from Carlos and the absolutely over it tone from seb✋

CASWELL COUSINS!!!!! THEY'RE THE BEST!!!!

we needed more if this kind of goofiness for the first part of season 2 that only such an iconic duo can provide.

old old movies-

is it even that old, or is Nini being a gen alpha rn-

i choose to imagine EJ being scared of the movie and hiding in Ashlyn's shoulder while she keeps a straight face and then EJ pretending to be tough afterwards

aww redlyn are soulmates.... yknow, if gingers had souls

(please ignore me)

y'all saw how EJ's face *lit up* when Gina logged on? how dare you tell me he doesn't like her

ofc she's no damsel in distress, she's Gina porter, she's amazing.

so do we think she'd be the type to just glare at suspicious people? or bark at them

do they not know that Rini broke up? or is Ms Jenn just wanting Nini to suffer through her heartbreak to make her a better actress....

speaking of, why is Nini in the call? she's not in the show anymore. Unless she is, even after the rose and the song got cut, which would be so unfair to all those that auditioned properly before she even came back but whatever, she's the main character I get it 🙄

big red is a hero honestly, Nini better thank him for changing the subject like that

I can't-

i won't work you over the break-

this woman would 100% work her kids 24/7 if it was legal and idk how to feel about it.

YES GINA USE THAT CHARM

QUEEN

FRENCH QUEEN

SHE LEARNT FROM THE BEST (antoine obvi)

smh the airport lady, eavesdropping on Gina's call.

The way she was so happy to answer EJ's call, "eej"

I love them your honour.

EJ WITH PAINTED NAILS YES PLEASE

great now we need to see Gina, Ashlyn and EJ having a complete spa day and EJ getting really into it and Gina and Ashlyn take pictures of him when he's laying down in a robe with a mask and cucumbers on his eyes.

finally we get to see Gina's side of portwell

the way she considered it as flirting, this is the sign she asked for in episode 6 come onnnnn

no is Asher/jack really doing tiktok dances in an airport-

Ricky is me. I am burrito.

oh Lynne, sweetie, I'm sorry but the blonde hair is not it

is that even the same lady or-

THE BEAN

THE CHICAGO BEAN

THE BIG OLD METAL BEAN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CITY 😭

jetlag is my go to excuse for anything... I haven't travelled in 2 years.

"welcome to the Lynne and Mike gossip show. where we talk about our depressed son that we both neglect in certain ways! And now a word from our sponsor, Nord VPN..."

SO MANY CANDLES

WHAT DEMON IS LYNNE TRYING TO SUMMON IN HIS ROOM-

is Nina becoming social media obsessed EJ from season 1? AND SHE LIED ABOUT HAVING SONGS TOO PLEASE WHY ARW THEY RECYCLING THE SAME PLOT-

Gina smiling at the picture of her family on Instagram makes me so happy, idek why.

EJ's nails are so pretty, we needed to see it more (unless he had it on for the rest of the episode and I just.... didn't notice🧍🏽‍♀️)

oh not the tiktok kid✋

yes ma'am end this strange mans whole tiktok career

sir take a hint and leave

GINA NO DONT SAY YOUR LAST NAME HE COULD BE A HUMAN TRAFFICKER

Ricky, walking in style✨

weird kid, ok then Lynne, can't you see he's this close to the edge?

not all your fault baby Ricky, Nini sucks a bit more

RICKY YOU DIDN'T COME DOWN HARD ON THE SONG-

YOU ASKED WHAT IT WAS ABOUT AND SHE SHUT YOU DOWN-

PLEASE DO NOT BLAME YOURSELF

ok but the deleting comment thing was very bad

still don't know if I like Jack honestly

hmmm so Nini's calling herself Nini instead of Nina in her little egg seat, while trying to write a song without inspiration.... Nini, honey, Ricky was your muse, he inspired you to write all those songs, even if it wasn't good for the relationship.

that doesn't mean you gotta get back with him, or that you can't write a song that not about him butttt it'll take some time

the rainbow sticker in her box and her rainbow shirt-

anyways wbk she's not totally straight

Jack are you a criminal?

quick, Gina, check his ankle for a tracker

THE YES AND PRACTICE STRIKES AGAIN

the way Gina wasn't into it in episode 6 but she's used the technique twice now

stole her grandma's Pomeranian-

Jack where the hell did you pull that out from-

the fake crying killed me, that looks like so much fun though

anyone wanna raid a first class lounge with me?

wait so is jack not gonna go in with her?

wouldn't he go in too? help look for the credit card? SO CONFUSED

the first class lounge guy was so into the drama though, watch his face when they start arguing 😭

sorry to break this to you Kourtney, but you haven't even blocked the second act yet soooo...

take that as you will

I love how all of them are totally dissing the dance off

that's the most realistic part of this show tbh

shouldn't Nini have asked how she knew....since the start? why is the fact that her best friend has knowledge of a North high secret now dawning on her...

Howie is sweet honestly, at least he's trying to help. but I stand with Kourtney, don't take him back just because he sang an amazing song, and is giving you a heads up on what's gonna happen...

KOURTNEY IS ME TRYING TO LEAVE AN ONLINE CLASS

I hate school

ooo Nini's writing a song about bad internet connection 🤩🤩🤩

I never lie, except when I do-

son that is the creepiest thing you could say to a stranger that you've been "helping"

2 truths and a lie👀

he's an Ariana fan 100%

called it.

OLDER BROTHER-

WHAT-

free spirit? damn so brother porter was in that horse movie

so has she been kissed or not?????????

I feel like she's moved more than 15 times though so possibly

but then if she's moved so much, and before east high she never opened up to anyone, she's never been kissed then?? damn

same though Gina so let's be besties please

heartbreak president is a great song title idea, give Nini a call rn

but wait

is the no strings attached feeling thing about her telling Ricky she liked him? she thought she was moving away so she thought it'd be no strings attached???

guys I think I figured it out insert the "I've connected two dots" meme

THE DUKE SWEATSHIRT

IS THAT YOUR BOYFRIEND'S

OMG I LOVE I LOVE

NOT THAT I KNOW OF???

ma'am did you just kill me

yes you did

Lynne and Ricky have such a weird relationship

YES IT DID SUCK

TODD SUCKS

LYNNE SUCKS

yeah I get that you wanted Ricky to like Todd BUT THAT WASN'T THE TIME

right so we already know that Ricky was so desperate to keep Nini cuz he didn't want to be like his parents, and now Lynne's talking about this-

Richard needs a long hug

yes Lynne, it is your fault. thank you for finally admitting it.

YES DYE YOUR HAIR

BLOND HIGHLIGHTS RICKY WILL RISE AGAIN

"sometimes the best, last thing you can do for someone you love, is let them go."

gotta admit I teared up at that point

not me thinking big red was calling ms Jenn cupcake for a hot second-

Carlos please omg, you're at the "beach" and they're leaving for the pool?

also, why not just do the call from the hotel room please omg

"don't ask me"

"Carlos"

OMG WHAT HAPPENED

big red wants the tea

O M G

SEB IS JEALOUS

JEALOUS SEBBY IS MY FAVOURITE THING IDC

I'm surprised ms Jenn knew how to give Nini permission to screenshare tbh

So lily's been stalking the East high kids and spending time editing this video while she's supposedly in an immersion trip.... right

EJ and Ashlyn's picture is so chaotic, what even is happening there

"slacking off" bestie its spring break, obviously they're confident enough that they'll get it done in time so why not focus on your own musical.

jealous seb = sassy seb

please what if those guys Carlos is posing with are his cousins or something and that's why he's so confused about Seb

6 YEAR OLD EJ I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM

Nini saying she's obsessed with her ex, that's not weird at all 👍

I can just tell Matt had a blast harassing Julia with those puppets.

Jack please dont be like that, "yet"

chances are you'll never see eachother again 🥰

(honestly sometimes I really miss those friends I made on trips and stuff when we'd spend the day or week together, only to never see them again....those were the good days though)

Ashlyn and Nini should write more songs..... something better than this one at least

Nini: "im good"

cue the Tia Mowry (please I can't spell) crying gif

oh I forgot Ricky was in the show for a hot second

1. where did Gina get to film this without people being around

2. did she just... randomly change her clothes???

ok but the transition between Carlos and EJ

*chefs kiss*

now everyone shut up, EJ's singing

oh i think I'm pregnant

HIS MUSCLES

YES KOURTNEY

I love how big red and Kourtney went from being "the best friends™" to the couple in season 1, to kinda close themselves and having their own plots

sebby makes me so happy

props to biggies editing skills honestly

PORTWELL BEING SIDE TO SIDE I CANT

AND SEBLOS OMG

big red lives for the drama

"wow" so true Ricky

no he is not cute, stop it

"holding" ok that's kinda cute

yeah EJ's a lucky guy😌

jokes aside, it's not that hard to exchange numbers-

keep in touch if you want

ok I really like Jack now

if he comes back in season 3, maybe have him be LGBTQ+ ?

like the only out characters they have rn are Seb and Carlos and they're like the sterotypes, yk?

I'd love to see jack kinda break the mold

Ricky's breaking my heart

that song just hurts

the only thing

now I don't hate Lynne????????

HOW DARE THEY WRITE IN A PROPER REDEMPTION ARC FOR HER

UGH IM SUPPOSED TO HATE HER FOREVER

I mean I don't live her now but she's good

but honestly

"mom can I show you something"

IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL

THE PICTURE AND EVERYTHING OMG

I'm sobbing please help

Gina saying she's just waiting for the right guy and then EJ coming to the airport to pick her up late at night without her asking, offering to bring her back in the morning so she won't have to Uber, bringing her a granola bar (WHICH IS EXACTLY WHAT SHE FORGOT TO PACK) and without expecting anything in return???

ms ma'am you've got a keeper right there

her smile at the end was so heartwarming I really can't.

this episode was great.

it felt really short but I liked it, great character development for Ricky, Lynne and Gina.

Cant wait for next episode to see more of EJ being the ideal boyfriend /hj

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts s2 #hsmtmts season 2 #hsmtmts spoilers #ej caswell #ricky bowen #gina porter #seblos #nini salazar roberts #jack hsmtmts #carlos rodriguez #seb mathew smith #kourtney greene #big red #ashlyn caswell #caswell cousins #portwell will be the death of me #guac's episode text blocks :)

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Prompts

1. "Hi, my ex just walked in. Would you hold my hand please?"

2. "I didn't expect to see you here."

3. "Have you seen this dog?"

4. “That mouth of yours, does it ever stop making noise”

5. “Seven minutes in heaven is for virgin teenagers”

6. “Slam that door one more time and I’ll shove my foot straight up your cute ass”

7. “Jesus! Knock next time would you”

8. “You have money go and get yourself a hoodie that’s not mine”

9. "I hate roses, I thought you knew"

10. "Do you think I am an angel? Ha"

11. "I wanted to sleep but someone decided to die"

12. "I can kill you right now, what are you talking about?"

13. "Hi, I am lost, can you come after me?"

14. "When I first saw you I wanted to date your best friend"

15. "I am so funny and you are just jealous"

16. "If I have to choose... no"

17. "Stop breathing like that!"

18. "I just did my nails"

19. "I'm the best driver în the world"

20. "Will you marry me?" "No"

21. "I think I broke my arm" "So?"

22. "I think I love you" "Thanks"

23. "My arms are lonely, don't you think?"

24. "Apparently we are dating"

25. “Well it’s kind of hard to move when you’re sitting on my lap”

26. "Those things you said yesterday, did you mean them?"

27. "If we elope, you think they'll kill us?"

28. "This is yours"

29. "You can’t just kiss me, laugh and then walk away."

30. "Are you using ass as a pillow?"

31." I find your lack of faith disturbing."

32. "And I took it personally"

33. "In here I am the boss"

34. "Oh, bite me!" "Where?"

35. "What will you do if we break up?"

36. "Where is my T-shit?"

37. "This is no time for sarcastic comments." "There is always time for sarcastic comments."

38. "I’ll keep quiet, you won’t even know I’m here."

39. "The way you flirt is just awful"

40. "Don’t be fooled. I’m the epitome of mess."

41. " If you are on TV should I congratulate you?"

42. "And this, is why we can’t have nice things."

43. "That's what he said"

44. "I am scared of your boss"

45. "You should know, a lot of girls have a crush on me"

46. "Everyone is afraid of you"

47. "If I'm watching that movie one more time I'll lose my fucking mind!"

48. "I thought being on vacation will be stress free"

49. "My parents don't trust you"

50. "I don't think I should give my last name so easily"

51. “I really wish I could unsee that.”

52. “Who would’ve guessed we’d be sharing a room.”

53. “I feel like you have an unhealthy obsession with me.”

54. “Nah he’s fine, it’s the other one you really got to watch out for.”

55. “I have a suggestion.” “I’m not taking my clothes off so forget it.”

56. “You’re the genius, why don’t you tell me?”

57. “Have I ever told you your accent makes me swoon?” “Really?” “No.” He/she smiles. “ that’s why I’ve never told you.”

58. “I’m alive? How am I still alive?”

59. “You’re crazy! I love it!”

60. “Never have I ever is about to get a lot more interesting.”

61. “What did they do?” “Dude. They did the do.”

62. "You can’t keep pretending it didn’t happen, cause guess what? It did!"

63. "Well this is awkward."

64. "Im too sober for this."

65. "Im pregnant." "Wall done, Virgin Mary!"

66. " I want to protect you."

67. "Kill that spider and maybe I'll forgive you"

68. "I have no one to go to the wedding"

69. "Don’t you dare touch _______!"

70. "I thought you were dead!"

71. "This is, without a doubt, the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in."

72. "Take care of you, please"

73. "If your best friend single?"

74. "Just remember, if we get caught, you’re deaf and I don’t speak English."

75. "Why does everyone assume we're a couple?"

76. "Im craving something sweet" "Are you pregnant or something?"

77. " What is the magic word?" "I'll kill you în your sleep"

78. "When I see you my knees get weak"

79. "Finally you're single. Can I take you on a date?"

80. " So, I guess you don’t do after hours?"

81. "I know what I'm doing, I've watched two whole seasons of Grey's Anatomy."

82. "I can't believe I'm stuck here with you right now."

83. "Okay, this did not go as I planned it in the shower."

84. "I'm not going to sit around and watch you destroy yourself."

85. "You were my best friend"

86. "You did what?"

87. "Can you just pretend to love me for a second!"

88. "You are enough"

89. "Take the shirt off"

90. "Your nickname is bitch"

91. "What do you want to watch?" "You"

92. "How could you ask me that?"

93. "Your mouth does this thing and I can't resist it"

94. "Are you allowed to drink?"

95. "I said Im done, leave me alone!"

96. "Don’t raise your fucking voice at me”

97. “Yeah, I remember the drill”

98. “Tell me again, slowly this time, why that dog is in my bed.”

99. “Gave you so much, but it wasn’t enough.”

100. “You and me, we were destined to fall apart.”

101. “No, you don’t know who you are until somebody breaks your heart.”

102. “I want to tell you everything. The words I never got to say the first time around.”

103. “It’s better to feel pain, than nothing at all.”

Song lyrics prompts

1. “It’s the little things about us, that I love so much.”

2. “Last night I told you I loved you // woke up blamed it on the vodka”

3. “It’s a better place since you came along”

4. “You make me love the things I hate “

5. Just a paper sheet and half a cigarette are left in my hand

6. Your faith walks on broken glass

7. "And can you teach me how to dance real slow?"

8. "I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe"

9. "One night, you won't forget the rest of your life"

10. "We only said goodbye with words"

11. "I'll try to give you love until the day you drop"

12. "I like the pretty boys with the bow tie"

13. "Lets get drunk forget what we did"

14. Your kisses lift me higher

15. When you're ready we can share the wine

16. "And if you don't love me now you will never love me again"

17. "Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?"

18. "When there's nothing to lose and there's nothing to prove"

19. She's the kind of girl who only asks you over when its raining, just to make you lie there catching water dripping from the ceiling.

20. Now I understand, you're a human, and you got to lie, you're a man

21. The good and the bad times: we've been through them all.

22. Now I ain't educated but I sure ain't stupid

23. I grew up in the shoes they told me I could fill

24. It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep

25. A lover would just complicate my plans

26. And in the morning, i’ll be with you, but it will be a different kind

27. My heart is yours, it’s you that i hold on to

28. And with one kiss, you inspired a fire of devotion that lasts for twenty years

29. I let go of my claim on you, it’s a free world

30. I’m in my bed, and you’re not here and there’s no one to blame, but the drink in my wandering hands

31. Cause you gave me peace and i wasted it, I’m here to admit that you were my medicine

32. Oh, dear diary, i met a boy, he made my doll heart light up with joy. Oh, dear diary, we fell apart, welcome to the life of electra heart

33. For you, I would cross the line, I would waste my time, I would lose my mind

34. Is it really me you're missing?

35. Remember that night?

36. How many times can I break till I shatter?

37. As long as I breathe, I’ll call you my home

38. "You wouldn't know love if it crushed your fucking chest."

39. "When we scream our lips don't make a sound."

40. "Please don't let me sink, wrap your arms around me and carry me home."

41. "This hasn't torn us apart so nothing ever will."

42. "A long time ago we believed that we were united."

43. "I miss the person that you were but I don't miss you."

44. "If home is where the heart is, why do I feel so fucking heartless?"

45. "I can't live, I can't breathe with or without you just go away."

46. "I'm not afraid to die, I'm afraid I'll survive and have to watch you suffer."

47. "I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away."

48. "I'm not like you I just fuck up."

49. "All because of you I believe in angels, not the kind with wings, no not the kind with halos. The kind that bring you home when home becomes a strange place."

50. "I just want to go to sleep and never wake up again."

51. “I wish people liked me more.”

52. “How could I ever love someone else?”

53. “I guess you’re getting everything you want.”

54. “She probably gives you butterflies.”

55. “I hope that you’re okay.”

56. “I defended you to all my friends.”

57. “I never cared about what they say, only care about me and you”

58. “Either way i’m gonna lose, so i’m just gonna keep on loving you”

59. “You know i’m bad at communication, it’s the hardest thing for me to do”

60. “Iwas your lover, i was your friend, now I’m only just someone you call when it’s late enough to forget”

61. “It’s fucked up but it’s true that i love you like i do”

62. “Well we both had nights waking up in strangers beds but i don’t wanna, don't wanna, i don’t wanna give up yet”

63. “Tell me I’ve got it wrong somehow.”

64. “I’m begging for you to take my hand.”

65. “I can’t make it go away by making you the villain.”

66. “He feels like home.”

67. “I’d be breaking all my rules to see you.”

68. “But I know you’re not scared of anything at all.”

69. “When can I come back?”

70. “I’m ready to owe you anything”

71. “I’ll always look best in your head”

72. “I know you know it’s wrong, but I’m ready”

73. “All I ever want is breaking me apart.”

74. “Let's talk sweetly like all our love is false.”

75. “You put a fire in my heart, painted blood on my stars, gave me faith.”

76. “I wanna meet your girlfriend, she sounds nice.”

77. “How is kissing me so wrong?“

78. “Can’t you see that I’m already yours?”

79. “I’ve been losing track of the romantic sh*t I’m tryna say but basically I love you"

80. “I don’t wanna be your friend, I wanna kiss your lips, I wanna kiss you until I lose my breath”

81. “I apologize for all your tears, I wish I could be different but I’m still growing up into the one you can call your love”

82. “I’m out of my head, of my heart, of my mind cause you can run but you can’t hide, I’m gonna make you mine”

83. "I never loved someone the way that I love you"

84. "It's the way that you know what I thought I knew, it's the beat that my heart skips when I'm with you"

85. "I hope she gettin' better sex, hope she ain't fakin' it like I did, babe"

86. “I know we’re young and people change and we may never feel the same”

87. “I can’t change the world, but maybe I’ll change your mind”

88. "You don't own me. Don't tie me down 'cause I'd never stay."

89. "Leave everything that is worth a single cent and just take me instead."

90. "And then I got you off your knees, put you right back on your feet, just so you can take advantage of me."

91. "Hey, I can't let you go with nobody. Cause I love you, baby."

92. "Tell me that it wasn't my fault and that I was enough for you."

93. "We were good at faking forever, I get it, whatever."

94. "Cause you had your chance and you blew it. Yeah, you ripped it up and you chewed it."

95. "Well, I'm too busy for your business. Go find a girl who wants to listen."

96. "Stop looking at me with those eyes, like I could disappear and you wouldn't care why."

97. "Oh, we could do whatever you want, but boy, don't go falling in love, you can't stay with me, all you'll ever have is one day with me"

98. "I pray the medication slow me down, but that shit doesn't work when you're around"

99. "Told her that I loved her once and now she'd kill for me"

100. "What the tell were we? Tell me we weren't just friends"

Who I write for

Formula 1

Daniel Ricciardo

Lewis Hamilton

Max Verstappen

Charles Leclerc

Esteban Ocon

Carlos Sainz

Lando Norris

Lance Stroll

Sebastian Vettel

Mick Schumacher

Pierre Gasly

George Russel

Football

Erling Haaland

Jadon Sancho

Giovanni Reyna

Jude Bellingham

Julian Brandt

Marco Reus

Roman Bürki

Emre Can

Mats Hummels

Leon Goretzka

Joshua Kimmich

Kai Havertz

Mason Mount

Christian Pulisici

Ben Chilwell

Gerard Pique

João Félix

Ianis Hagi

Alex Oxlade-Chamberlain

Trent Alexander-Arnold

Virgil van Dijk

Jens Petter Hauge

Martin Ødegaard

Alexander Sørloth

#f1 imagine #f1 x reader #imagine #fanfiction #formula 1 #football #my prompts #soccer #erling haaland #daniel ricciardo #max verstappen #charles leclerc #carlos sainz jr #lando norris #lance stroll #lewis hamilton #premier league #bundesliga #grand prix

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honestlywtfisgoingon · 3 years

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A Match Set

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Pairing: Benny Watts x Reader

Summary: After meeting one night in New York, you and Benny Watts are drawn to each other. As you go through different experiences with one another, you grow closer until it finally gets to be too much for Benny.

Word Count: 1890

Warnings: none

Notes: aye this is my first fic because there is a serious lack of benny watts fics and i had to change that for myself. this will probably be multiple chapters that can be read separately.

It was your first art gallery, and you were both anxious and overjoyed to see people surveying your work. You had put so many hours into each piece and all kinds of people had poured in to look. It was a well known gallery, but the variety still surprised you. You looked around and saw some interesting characters, but your interest was piqued when your eyes fell upon a particular cowboy.

He was inspecting one of your favorite paintings which had chess pieces as the subject. The pieces merely served as part of a metaphor in your art, as the game and all its complexities had never really been your thing. As you looked closer at the man you realized that, not only had his outfit sparked your interest, but he seemed familiar too. Out of curiosity, you walked over and stood next to him.

“What are your thoughts?” You asked, motioning towards the painting.

His initial expression showed surprise that you were talking to him, but he recovered quickly, saying, “It’s good. I think the artist has talent.” You felt a bit of pride hearing that. You opened your mouth to say thanks, but you decided not to reveal yourself. You wanted him to give his honest opinion without fear of offending you.

“So do you like chess?” He nodded to the painting. Hearing this you made the connection as to why you remembered seeing him before. Your father owned a little bookshop back home and you were looking into chess for the same painting you were discussing right now. You had seen this cowboy on the back of one of those books, but you hadn’t given it another thought, never actually expecting to meet him. You decided not to reveal this information either and continued with the conversation.

“I can play a modest game. You?”

“I can play a modest game.” He had a small smile as he shrugged.

“Your first lie.” You said smirking back.

He looked confused but curious, so you explained about your research, your fathers bookshop, the whole story. He puffed up a bit after hearing that, looking impressed that you knew who he was.

“What’s your name?” He asked, still curious.

“Y/n” you replied.

“Nice name. I’m Benny, but you already seem to know who I am. On the other hand I don’t know anything about you.” He reached out his hand to shake yours.

“You walk in here with a black trench coat but you make me out to be the mysterious one,” you smirked as you took his hand. He chuckled a bit, and after your introduction, you asked why he was here.

“My friend knows the artist actually. She told us we had to see her work before going out.” You hummed as you thought about what to say, but he interjected.

“I don’t usually do this, and I’m not sure why I’m doing this now, but maybe you’d consider coffee with me. I won’t tell anymore lies” he joked.

You laughed a little, mildly shocked. “you’re not sure why? That’s flattering” you teased.

“Not what I meant-“ but before you could come to a conclusion on his sudden offer, you heard an excited french accent.

“Y/n! Im so proud! You finally got to show off all that talent!” Your friend Cleo ran up to you and wrapped her arms around you. You hadn’t seen her since you lived in France for a few months and you had missed her. You left for France after you realized you weren’t really needed at home, so you dedicated yourself to trying to soak up some culture. She looked gorgeous like you remembered, fitting for a model. You continued your reunion embrace for a moment before she waved her arms to the men and woman behind her. She introduced the friends she had brought to your show as Arthur, Hilton, and Annette, who all smiled at you. Cleo paused to turn to the cowboy saying, “I see you’ve already met Benny.”

“Yeah we met,” he said, “but I didn’t know this was your work. I would’ve told you how impressed I am.” Your cheeks turned a light pink at the praise.

“Look at Benny, impressed with someone besides himself for once.”Cleo poked fun and the group let out a laugh.

“Hey I’m not a narcissist or anything, don’t listen to Cleo,” Benny made excuses to you, only mildly offended.

“Sure you aren’t. I have nothing against narcissists,” you jokingly assured him. This answer didn’t comfort the man who had essentially just asked you on a date.

You and Cleo continued to catch up and you talked more with her friends as well. Benny just stood next to you, and you caught him glancing at you once or twice, but you just ignored it. Eventually you agreed to go out for drinks with the group, walking with them to a bar a couple blocks down called Hal’s.

You all squeezed into a booth while Arthur went off to get drinks. You sat on the outside, watching the people out on the floor next to you giggling and dancing. Having a couple of drinks beforehand must’ve contributed to the large amount of people out there, you thought. Arthur eventually announced his return by laying a tray of drinks in the middle of the table.

You were all conversing and sipping on your drinks when Annette decided she wanted to dance. Cleo agreed enthusiastically, but the rest of us refused. She suggested we all take shots to make it easier, but once again we tried to turn her down. she pleaded, “come on guys, it’s a Saturday night, and you can’t possible lose something from it. Have a little bit of fun with me!”

We relented, having a feeling that she wasn’t going to give up any time soon. She gave a little clap and handed out the shots. You knocked yours back with everyone else and grimaced at the bitter taste. Shaking it off, you slid out of the booth so the others could get out. You moved back into your spot after they all made their way to the throng of people. You decided you would join them later, but you liked to observe first. You looked over and the only two left were you and Benny. You slid over to him, not wanting to sit awkwardly on the other end like he wasn’t there.

“I bet you five bucks that lady is bored out of her mind.” He pointed to a blonde on a date across the bar, “Either she’s an alcoholic or she’s trying to tune out baldie.” You looked at the woman and saw she was surrounded by empty glasses while the man in front of her seemed like he was boasting endlessly. You both started making observations about the various people in the bar. Most of them were snarky comments that you whispered into each other’s ears, giggling, but you also created imaginary lives for them, guessing who they were and how they got here. After sharing a couple laughs, you sighed and reached a comfortable lull before Benny brought up what you knew was coming.

“So have you thought about my earlier question?” He eyed you seriously all of a sudden, but you didn’t feel any pressure. He seemed the type of confident where he thought you would say yes, but he could recover if you said no.

You weighed in your impression of him. He was cute, with fluffy hair and nice eyes that were a kind of chocolate color. He was funny and you he seemed intelligent (I mean he had to be, he played competitive chess). Albeit his trench coat and hat were a bit eccentric, but that wasn’t a bad thing, in fact you found it attractive.

“So have you?” He asked again, leaning his head in.

“Oh uh” you hadn’t realized while you were thinking that you had zoned out looking at him. Clearing your throat you said, “I’m free for coffee.” You stopped, “But you have to wear the hat.”

“Wouldn’t leave home without it” he winked.

Suddenly you were shoved against him as your tipsy friends barreled back into the booth.

“We should probably join them” you said as you moved off him, pushing one of the leftover drinks towards him. He nodded and you both drank some more just to get on the same level as your friends.

“You two haven’t even danced! I saw you whispering. Too busy flirting?” Annette smiled as she slurred a few of her words. You just looked down, cheeks pink, leaving Benny to respond.

“How were you watching us when you were dancing with that guy, the one who looks like he’s only ever kissed his mother.”

“No, I’m sure he’s kissed other people! I mean he did seem young but...” Annette looked over to the guy she dragged to dance with her earlier. He stood sheepishly in the corner, looking like he hadn’t outgrown his baby fat yet, and was definitely not a city type. “He’s just shy!” She defended, but me and Benny just looked at each other, falling into giggles. You figured out that night that Annette was one of those drunks who got a little childish, but she was sweet.

You would’ve been content to keep hanging out with Benny, if it hadn’t been for Cleo who grabbed your hand and pulled you out to the dance floor. You looked back at Benny, but gave in and allowed her to twirl you into the crowd. You were having a good time with Cleo, Hilton and Arthur dancing on either side of her. You were soon out of breath, but didn’t mind, enjoying it all.

You had moved to the city a couple months ago, but hadn’t had time to make friends, focusing on your work and setting up your apartment. You missed having company, people who were fun and interesting.

You continued to move to the beat of the song until you bumped into someone. You looked back to see Benny smiling next to you. You smiled back and let him in to the little circle you and your friends had created. You felt a little warm, not from the dancing, but from being close to him.

After fifteen minutes you were all tired and made your way to the booth to gather all your things up and pay the bill. You walked out of the bar and into the chilly night air, grateful for the residual body heat that came from all the dancing. You hugged Cleo and your new friends goodbye as took turns getting into taxis and headed towards their homes. Hilton offered to wave you down a taxi too, but you declined, explaining that your home wasn’t a far walk. He shrugged and gave you another hug before climbing into the yellow car. Once again it was just you and Benny.

“Just the two of us again huh?” He spoke, and he definitely didn’t sound turned off by the idea.

“Fate I guess.”

“Sure” he said casually.

“Do you not believe in fate?” You asked. You weren’t a firm believer in the idea but something in his tone made you curious.

“I’ve had this debate before I think. I’m not sure, but I’d like to figure it out. How about you?” He said. You imagined him having a lot of debates. You had just met him, but he seemed to fall into the intellectual category. They always kept things interesting, and frequently offered new perspectives.

“I mean everything’s gotta mean something, there has to be a purpose. I just don’t know if we make our own purpose or if we’re given a purpose; fate.” You mused, not meaning to get existential. He didn’t seem to mind.

“You seem like the type to want to figure things out too.” He said ‘too’. So you and him both liked to do that. You added that to the growing list of things you liked about him.

“I guess I am.” He had a pleased look on his face and you just shrugged as you started to say goodbye.

“Wait” he grabbed your arm, “I heard you say you didn’t live far, I could walk you.” Before you could protest he told you, “it wouldn’t be a big deal, I heard you tell Hilton where you lived, we’re in the same direction.”

You agreed, finding yourself wanting to talk to him more. He offered you his arm casually and you laughed to yourself a little at the gesture, taking it anyway. You walked down the sidewalk, talking and laughing. You felt comfortable as you felt like you leveled with him. It seemed like too short of a walk as you suddenly found yourself at the door of your apartment building.

“Guess this is goodnight.” Benny said as you both stood on the sidewalk.

“What about coffee?” You asked.

“Glad you remembered. I’ll pick you up at twelve tomorrow, we can make it lunch. I’ll pick you up.” He said it decidedly, like it was just a fact. Something you noticed he did often.

“Ok then. Lunch. Tomorrow. Am I forgetting anything?” You said as you stepped halfway into the doorway.

“If you are we can figure that out later. I’ll see you.” He waved with a slight smile.

You waved back and smiled in return, watching him walk away before closing the door. You sped up to your apartment, letting yourself finally feel the excitement and anticipation of going out. You stripped off your clothing as soon as you got in and flopped on your bed, feeling sort of giddy. You felt like you and Benny were connected, though you had barely met him. As you laid down you smiled to yourself, looking forward to tomorrow.

#benny watts #benny watts x reader #the queen’s gambit #beth harmon #benny watts fanfiction #fan fiction

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jae-daddy · 3 years

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Duff (5) (M)

jaebum au series

one / two / three / four / five / six / seven / eight masterlist

pairing: im jaebum x reader genre: angst, smut, cheating, CEO! I guess too now plot: you are the duff and guys use you to get close to your bestfriend, Heather, and turns out Jaebum is no exception. but as time goes on the tension between you and your best friend’s unofficial boyfriend grows a/n: I think I'm completing Duff now! it won’t be too long, I think like four more parts left, maybe more, I don’t have a plan! stay tuned! not edited, hope y’all enjoy it! <3

“Prick,” you seethed, watching the girl laugh as she placed her hand on his arms.

Even from the distance, you could hear Jaebum chuckle, you could hear his silvery tone and the heat of him as he leaned into the girl and whispered something in her ear.

The girl leaned back with a frown, and Jaebum pointed before turning towards your table. You looked away, but you knew Jaebum had caught you staring.

Your doubts became confirmed when he slid into the booth and placed a drink in front of you, “What were you looking at, love?”

Heather turned to you, her eyes glistening innocently in the lights. You glared at Jaebum before turning towards Heather, “I don’t trust him.”

Heather only laughed, her soft voice floating over the thumping music of the club like a melody, “Don’t be ridiculous, y/n. I really thought the two of you would become friends after working together.”

“Me too,” Jaebum mused in with a knowing smile.

Your glare darkened at him as you lifted the dark liquid to your lips, “Well, you thought wrong.”

“Always breaking my heart, aren’t you, sweetheart?”

You turned to see if Heather saw this blatant flirting, but she was busy talking to the male beside her. She laughed at something she said, her hand falling on his arm. You turned to Jaebum now to see if he noticed her flirting, but his eyes remained on you smug and unmoving.

Your brows furrowed with annoyance at the two of them, and you frowned before downing the drink.

Jaebum instantly placed another in front you, and you glared at him but accepted it anyway. After all, free booze was free booze.

Heather had left with the attractive guy and was now grinding against him at the dance floor, leaving only Jaebum and you remaining in the booth. You glanced at Jaebum who continued to watch you as if you were the only thing in the whole entire universe worth looking at.

“What?” you snarled, making Jaebum’s smile brighten.

“You’re a firecracker, aren’t you?”

“And you’re an annoying cunt, aren’t you?”

Jaebum laughed at that, but your frown only deepened as you spotted Heather’s red-hair in the crowd of people.

“God, Jaebum,” you turned towards him frustrated. You didn’t know how to say this without being a nosy bitch who was causing problems in their relationships, but you couldn’t hold back anymore.

Every time you would go to the clubs with them. Jaebum and you remained on the table, sneering at each other or commenting on the idiots in the club. While Heather was on the dance-floor with a different guy every week, grinding against them as if she didn’t have a boyfriend.

“Don’t you care that she’s dancing with someone else?”

Jaebum shrugged, taking a sip of his beer, “I don’t dance.”

You sighed as your lips drew into a line, “Are you guys in an open relationship?”

“No,” Jaebum snorted, before adding with a heart-stopping wink, “But arrangements can be made for you.”

You groaned at that, “I can’t believe she’s going out with a sleazeball like you.”

“Hey,” Jaebum frowned, “You’re the only person I am a sleazeball with.”

“I’m honoured,” you rolled your eyes. You leaned towards him, your face taunting as you drawled, “And exactly, how many girls have you told that to already?”

“Only you, love,” he leaned, his face just a few inches away from yours.

Your eyes darted to his lips and you swallowed, hard, “Disgusting.”

Jaebum laughed once again, before falling against the backrest, “It’s good that she gets to live her life how she wants to.”

You followed his gaze to where Heather and the guy were dry humping now.

“It’s quite brilliant,” he looked over at you.

“Oh, you think that’s brilliant, cool,” you told him with fake enthusiasm, “I’ll note it down in my diary tonight.”

Jaebum stared at you, the lightness in his eyes shifting with an intensity that settled on you, making you shift uncomfortably. His eyes held you as he saw through every word that you spoke, every sigh and every wall you had put around yourself, and smiled as if he knew all your secrets, “What’s wrong, y/n? Why are you back to being a loathsome little creature?”

You snorted at that, his gaze still heavy on you as you avoided looking at him.

“I thought we were getting along,” he said softly. It was surprising you could hear him over the loud trashy music of the club. You could hear him, and hear that heaviness in his voice that made your heart sink.

You knew he was referring to that night in Heather’s kitchen.

You remembered that feeling in your chest. The lightness and heaviness that settled there at once, that warm little glow that ignited somewhere deep. You remembered the hope, and how your heart wrenched as you saw Jaebum disappear into your best friend’s room.

You knew it was dangerous. You knew it would cost too much.

So instead you smiled at him. You saw his face fall as he took in the sinister twist on your lips as you sang, mocking him, your heart tugging with every word, “Yeah well, you thought wrong.”

His face clouded with confusion, sadness, and your heart bled as he said, “You shared something with me, y/n.”

The smile dropped and your lips pursed into a tight line, you saw the hurt on his face. You shrugged, nonchalantly, “Yeah, I overshare with everyone so don’t think you’re special.”

You looked away from him and his eyes failing to mask the hurt.

“Y/n,” he moaned, his voice dark and velvet.

A breath escaped you as his hot tongue licked your neck before his lips kissed your searing skin. Your eyes rolled back, your hips rising before setting down on his big thick cock again.

He groaned against your skin, his fingers tightening on your hips.

You leaned back, a smirk on your lips as you saw the dark-haired male look up at you. His dark eyes almost closing from pleasure as you rose once again before letting him fill you up once again, tortuously slow.

“Such a good boy,” your lips twisted into a smile, as he let out another breathy groan. Your fingers tangled into his dark hair before you gripped it, pulling his head back.

You took him in, his eyes needy and dark with desire, his lips red and tempting as he met your eyes. His hips moved helplessly below you trying to fuck you as he wanted.

You snickered, raising on your knees, making him almost whine. You tugged his hair harder, making him hiss, the darkness in his eyes taking over.

“You should see yourself right now,” you amused, leaning down and running your tongue up his neck, reaching just below his ear. You placed a soft kiss there, before biting his earlobe, his hands tightened in response. You grind yourself against him again, and he lets out a throaty groan. “Such a mess.”

You leaned back looking at his handsome face, “Such a pretty fucking mess, aren’t you, Jaebum?”

He nodded, his mind a haze in lust and desire.

You leaned in once again, your lips kissing his pale neck, as he let out another desperate moan, and then another. Another.

Your fingers tugged his hair, caressing it. Your fingers running down his long strands, tracing it down his back, you bit his neck and he let out a soft feminine sigh.

You opened your eyes, and found ember wrapped around your fingers. You leaned back and saw her beautiful face arched up towards you. Her eyes closed, the fire of her hair spreading behind her, her pouty lips parted with a moan.

Heather opened her eyes, the green in them darkening with poison as her lips parted once more, “What are you doing with him?”

Your eyes widened as you stared at her in shock. Her perfectly straight teeth seething as fangs grew in, her eyes changing as she hissed this time. Her body beneath your body, slithered as scales started to cover her.

Her sharp tongue hissed at you as you saw the betrayal turn her into a monster, “I thought we were friends. How could you do this?”

Her s’s drawn-out, as she continued, “I loved him. I loved you. You hurt me. Now pay the price.”

She darted towards you, the venom spitting out of her mouth as you jerked backwards.

You gasped as you jolted in your chair.

You looked around taking in your surroundings, calming down slightly as you realised you were still in the office at work. You gulped, your throat was dry as you reached for your water bottle underneath your desk.

You choked on it as the male from your dream appeared in front of you. You frowned, as you thumped your chest to help the choking.

Jaebum’s eyes shone with bright lightness as he took you in, a familiar grin on his rosy lips as he snickered, “Can’t seem to function around me, love?”

The choke receded and you spat, “Get over yourself, sir.”

You sneered the title knowing how much it annoyed him.

In the past week, you started to properly work as Mr Im Jaebum’s assistant. During that period you had realised two things. First, being his secretary wasn’t bad at all, he was actually hardworking and wasn’t too difficult to assist. And secondly, he didn’t want to be your boss as much as you didn’t want to be his personal assistant.

He would visibly cringe and frown whenever you said sir, boss or Mr Im.

“Just call him Jaebum, y/n,” he groaned from the hundredth time, “is it really that hard?”

“Yes, I am a professional.”

Jaebum only smiled, rolling his eyes, before he waved you in to follow him instead. You groaned getting up from your seat, and Jaebum smirked at you knowingly, “Yes, clearly a professional.”

You only glared at the back of his head as you followed him in. You couldn’t help but admire his perfect ass, and how great it looked in those suit pants he wore.

He spun around, and your gaze instantly lifted to meet his. Your cheeks flushed as you saw the corner’s of his lips lift as he caught you in the act.

You couldn’t stop thinking about him.

It was literally becoming concerning at this point. All you ever thought about was him. The way he would smile, roll his eyes or laugh at you snarking back at him.

You really didn’t know how you functioned around Im Jaebum, because every time you were around him, your body went into overdrive.

You thought about him endlessly. You thought about Jaebum when you had dinner, when you would wake up. You would be pleasing yourself, and right before you came, the thing to send you over the edge was always him. You had cum countless times moaning his name, and it was mortifying.

Your cheeks flushed brighter as you thought of all the indecent things about him.

And now, he was even invading your dreams.

Him and Heather.

You shuddered at the memory, but Jaebum had already turned back towards his desk to notice. He lifted up his hand, gesturing you to walk over with two fingers.

The power of that movement, the authority, the dominance, almost made you melt and fall onto your knees, but you still walked towards him. No sign of the storm raging on inside you as you stood on the other side of the table, taking in the sheets of paper spread over the dark wood.

“What are these?” You asked quietly as you took in the papers. All you saw were graphs, research papers and a few photographs of what looked like a UNICEF campaign for poverty.

“Which of these do think is the best,” he lifted up a pile of papers and handed them to you.

A snort left you as you shuffled through the papers, all pictures of Jaebum in different poses; some professional and some completely ridiculous. But he looked like a handsome model in all of them. You sighed, looking up at him, “Once again, what are these?”

“I had an interview with the magazine and they sent over a few finals for me to select,” he replied, as he moved over to your side of the table. You stilled as you felt his presence behind you. He spoke, his hot breath hitting your neck, “Which of these do you think is good?”

You peered up at him through your lashes, as his eyes turned to look at you. He was close, too close. You took a step away, but not before noticing his eyes flicking to your lips.

You bit your lip before you turned to the selection of photos, “What is the interview for?”

“For me.”

You gave him a dry look, “Yes, and what exactly about you?”

“Oh, I don’t know actually,” he frowned as he scratched his temple. You gave him another dry look and shook your head.

“Yeah, the interview is not happening, I’ll call them up and cancel now.”

Jaebum looked at you wide-eyed, his hands grasping your elbow to stop you as you passed him, “What? Why?”

“They are a gossip magazine, Jaebum,” you sighed, gesturing to the covers they had sent over. “They aren’t showing a title for you cover story, or for any of the other stories they’re doing because they don’t want to reveal the theme. Chances are, it’s not nice and will only cause trouble.”

“But I-”

You cut him off with a sigh, “Look, if you want interviews I can set some up for you. Journalists would fall over themselves to get a chance to interview you, but not them,” you pointed to the pile of cover shoots, “They will only tear you apart to sell their magazine.”

“It’s a friend,” his eyebrows furrowed together so innocently, you wanted to stroke his face and make the worry disappear.

But instead, you gave him a grim smile, “Does your friend run the magazine?”

“No.”

“Is an editor or hold power?”

“No, it’s a friend of his who needed something big, and I just wanted to help,” he trailed off. He let go of his grip on you and ran his fingers through his dark hair instead.

You had run your fingers through them in your dream too, but now you couldn’t remember how they felt.

“If you want to help them, tell your friend to contact me,” you sighed, watching him as he settled onto the couch in the corner of his office. You had realised that Jaebum rarely ever sat on the chair meant for him. He always sat elsewhere unless someone had come to visit for a meeting. “I have a lot of scope for them.”

Jaebum looked at you, giving you a tired smile. You walked towards him, your heels softly sinking into the rug underneath the couch. You licked your lips as you sang, “Benefits of being besties with a socialite.”

Jaebum chuckled half-heartedly, “You and besties are the poster party girls.”

“We know how to have fun,” you replied, still watching him carefully. Jaebum looked absolutely distort and tired as he leaned into his forearms, his dark hair hiding his face.

You stood there for a long moment. You weren't sure if you should walk out and give him space, or sit next to him and soothe his tense back.

Just as you were about to leave Jaebum let out a dark snicker, “I can’t even fucking do this right.”

You stopped and turned towards him. He wasn’t looking at you, his cold and distant eyes stared at the floor as he shook his head, his lips curling.

“All you needed was one look and you knew that magazine was shady, and I...” He shook his head, his lips curling into a cruel smile intended just for him. “I couldn’t even do a single interview right.”

“Hey, come on,” you said softly, deciding to walk over to him. You sat down next to him, “You just came back, you don’t know about gossip magazines. The only reason I know is that I read stuff like that. No one expects you to know.”

Jaebum laughed again, hollow, “No one expects anything from me.”

You frowned at that, “Jaebum if this is about your position and you being the son of the chairman, I think you’re pretty wrong. The Chairman was actually against your appointment, it was the Board that scouted and are fighting for you.”

“It’s only because I am a threat,” he shook his head, as he massaged his palm nervously. “It’s so I don’t go elsewhere.”

“Exactly, you are so good that they can’t afford to lose you,” your frown deepened as you studied him. “So what is the problem?”

“They’ll make me permanent regardless,” he shrugged.

“Do you want to be the Director?”

Jaebum sighed, before shrugging, “I don’t know.’

You bit your lip before you nudged your shoulder against him slightly. He turned to you, and you saw the lightness return to his eyes, and your heart shivered.

You looked towards the front and you said, “Yeah, well, trial periods go both ways. You can say no at the end of this as much as they have the right too.”

You looked at him one more time with a soft smile, “Either way, you’ll do absolutely fantastic.”

“Fantastic,” he repeated, his lips lifting into a mocking grin, and you could barely breath. You gulped as what ever oxygen you had in your lungs all fled as his eyes darted to your lips. You saw them darken, and your stomach dropped.

You remembered the dream and ached at how badly you wanted to see him that way. You remembered the slightest kiss you shared in the elevator and wondered what it would be like to do it properly, to complete it this time around.

His minty breath fell over your lips. You breathed him in for moment, before shooting up from your seat. Your eyes remained on Jaebum, who now stared at the empty space where you had been a second ago. He blinked once, and then a grin broke over his gorgeous face.

“Well,” you breathed, calming your racing heart and the slow pulse in your core. “I’ve got emails to answer.”

You were almost at the door when Jaebum’s voice surrounded you. It was mocking, but you could easily hear the sincerity as he called out, “And you have the nerve to say we’re not friends, y/n.”

You stopped, peeking over your shoulder. He relaxed back onto the couch, but his eyes kept watching you, his gaze burning you as he waited for your answer.

You bit your nails into your palm, and your eyes fluttering close as you sighed, “Fine.”

“Fine?” Jaebum asked, the hope shining brighter than the teasing.

“Friends.” You stated before speeding towards the door.

“Don’t go too hard on those emails, love,” Jaebum laughed, as you walked out of the glass door.

“Prick.” You muttered as you collapsed on your chair.

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