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hidtired · 7 hours

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A Single Punch [Part 3]

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Description: The line up ended with people thinking you died. However, your recovering at Hilltop with severe injury's. How will people react to seeing you again?

2.6k words

Warnings (much angst, injury, near death, depression, recovery, typical walking dead shenanigans) [Happy ending, fluff <3]

(Daryl Dixon x Reader) Masterlist

Your POV

"They took Daryl as their prisoner."

That sentence replay in your mind as you lay in bed that night. You had no idea what they were doing to him. Not even if he was breathing in the same moment you were. He doesn't even know you still are. You had to bite down on your tongue to prevent you from getting emotional. You were struggling to exist. Adding this mental pain onto the physical, you would never recover if something happened to him. You wouldn't have the strength to try and become better.

You would die of a broken heart.

The pain medication giving to you is what put you to sleep. Waking up foggy, still with a weird compression feeling in your neck. People had started their days already. You stared as people were getting ready for the morning. You proceeded to stretch trying to regain control of your body again. You heard Sasha and Rosita talking outside, "Then let me come with you, its stupid to go alone.'' You were confused, but what else is new. But, it sounded like they were going to do something they weren't supposed to.

Sasha had promised to help wash your hair in the sink yesterday. So when she came to keep that promise you questioned her. She was preparing the area you were going to use to wash your hair (Hopefully removing whatever blood that the last time didn't.) "Where are you going?" Sasha had turned to you towel in hand, "What are you talking about? I'm not going any where, we are washing your hair." She seemed to think you were confused but your expression remained blank, "With Rosita..." Sasha pursed her lips, "You heard us talking earlier." She stated it in realization. She sighed before helping you to lay your head in the sink.

Warm water was flowing down your scalp, a relief to you. Sasha began while running her fingers in your hair, carful of the stitches. "You can't tell anybody... I just can't- can't live with it. He need to pay for what he did." You sat there and listened, she wanted revenge, closer. You released a long breath, "I don't like it. Think- of the conseq-quences. Act on here-" You pointed to your brain, "not here..." your hand rested above your heart. "I know this one is much louder." You looked up at her with sad eyes. She simply looked away for a second. You continued, "No one else, we are losing no one else." Then is when she looked down at you, "Lets get your hair dry and get a new bandage on." You only sighed but complied.

She was probably hoping you world forget what you had heard. Just because you didn’t talk most of the time didn’t mean you weren’t getting better. You felt like you were at the point of having clear cognitive abilities. Your struggle was in having your brain controlling your body. You would tell your foot to move and it would, it just wouldn’t get to where you thought it told you it was. Maggie walked in frustrated about something but you had to tell her to talk to Sasha and Rosita.

“Maggs?”

You had startled her out of her thoughts, “You need something Y/N?” She approached you while looking you over for something wrong. You could only hold your head down ashamed, Sasha said not to say anything but you couldn’t let it go. “Could you check on-n Sasha? She and Rosita, planning something…” Maggie stood there confused before realizing what they could be planning. So without a word she ran out the door to look for them.

She returned later explaining Enid told her they had already left. Jesus was going after them though. Now you could only hope they were going to be ok.

You had asked Enid to help you outside to a bench. You wanted to be near if they came back. Also maybe because the trailer was driving you mad. You could tell it was getting late with the temperature slowly dropping. The book you were reading had lost your interest. You stared out watching everyone go about there days. You hadn’t thought much about Negan. The thirst for his blood that many seemed to have. You’re sure if you sat and lingered on it you would. For now it was still a thought of terror. You would dream about the feeling of the bat. Only on nights the meds started to fade and your headache only fueled the sensation.

Then Daryl would swirl around in your head. He was shot the last you saw him. Even worse he could only think you were dead like everyone else thought. Knowing him he was having guilt eating him alive. About you and Glenn. You’ve seen how he gets with grief. You could only hope he didn’t do something stupid.

The sunset reminded you they weren’t coming back today. You attempted to get up before older lady was at your side helping you. It was frustrating being so dependent. The was no use pushing the help away because you did need it. You sulked while laying down in bed. You didn’t talk for the rest of that night going to bed early.

You woke up before anyone. You slowly moved to get out of bed. Taken small slow steps leaning on anything near you. You had managed to get out slowly closing the door. You didn’t trust going down the steps so you sat down going down that way. Making your way back to that bench all by yourself took a good half hour. The cold air was slightly warming with the sun peaking over the hills. The cold was welcome, you preferred it better then the constant burning in your aching body.

Enid was the one to wake up seeing you gone and alerting Maggie. She had found you at the bench. She feared you had fallen somewhere. She sat opposite of you, “You should had woken one of us.” Looking at her seeing the expression of someone tired and lost. “I got here, eventually.” She only looked at you displeasingly. You smiled at her before choking out,

“I’m sorry-y my current existence was at the expense of Glenn’s.”

She looked shocked, “That’s not how it-“ you were waving your hand slowly waving her off, “It’s true, I’m just telling you I won’t let it go to waste. He was one of the good things left in the world and I’ll do right by him.” It was the first semi clear thing you’ve said your entire recovery. Despite it being slower and more forced out, it was firm and decisive. Maggie stared at you with tears in her eyes, placing her hand on yours and squeezing it. She nodded, “Thank you.” The rumbling in the distance broke the moment. Maggie stood and listening closely, “It could be the Saviors again.” She ran to get up onto the watch platform.

As the sound got closer it achingly sounded like Daryl’s bike. Maggie was yelling to open the gates. You stood and slowly made your way around a corner again leaning on anything to help you. The gates were wide open as a bike and two figures on them got off. It was Daryl… he was here. He is right there! Your slow steps soon turned faster and more wobbly. You started to cry. He was getting hugged by Maggie oblivious to your presence. You ran out of things to keep your balance but continued on sloppily. Your cry’s turn louder as you yell,

“DARYL!”

Your sobbing now- struggling to catch a breath even. You couldn’t get there fast enough. Daryl quickly turned at the voice. Your brain moving too fast for your body, caused you to fall to your hand and knees. But you still try and crawl.

Daryl POV

Earlier

Daryl was making his attempt to escape again. With the key that was slipped under the door, he was headed to his bike after finding some cloths and Ricks gun in Dwight’s room. The place was empty, until a larger man rounded the corner with food in his hand. Fat Joey he had heard them call him. He startled when they made eye contact. He lifted his hands in a surrender, “L-look man I didn’t see anything, you could just go I won’t say anything.” But Daryl angrily approached the him. “No! No wait!” Daryl had beaten him into the floor. Something caught his attention from the corner of his eye. Another person, he stopped looking over to the presence.

He straightens in surprise, “Jesus?”

Jesus was as surprised to see him to. Daryl looked rough, and if the way he just watched him beat that man to death, wasn’t doing the best emotionally. He seemed on edge, and most notably animalistic. Daryl waved him over to the bike, “We gotta go.” Daryl was fiddling to start the bike as Jesus approached him. He seemed sporadic, maybe that’s why he didn’t mention anything about you. The man was already at level ten no need to push him further.

The ride to Hilltop took them until morning light to break. The gate opened and Daryl seeing Maggie made him feel like a hole had appeared under him and the only voice that could have possibly pulled him out of it rung out through the air.

“DARYL!”

Now

He had turned to see if he imagined it. He saw you struggling to make your way over. He first thought that like how Rick hallucinated Lori, he was doing with you. But regardless he ran the rest of the way you couldn’t as you fell. He was breathing hard and tears were streaming down his bruised face. He reached down to pull you to your feet. He caught a glimpse of your face seeing a bandage rapped around your head. He was in disbelief as he held you. You had crumpled into him. Your casted arm going around him as your other found his hair pushing him closer to you. Daryl’s voice held a tremble, “How is this possible.”

You choked down a gasp of air before talking, “You punched him…” You pulled back to look at his face. Hand removing from his hair to caress his cheek.

“I didn’t intend to play dead but did. I passed out- and- and then heard- took y-you.” Your speech was turning more slurred harder you tried to talk. It was obvious you were struggling to keep up with yourself. Daryl could only stare. Overwhelmed by the feelings flooding through him. After feeling like he had his entire being ripped from his body, only for it to appear back to him. ‘His punch?’ He couldn’t care to think of why you were in front of him just that you were. He wasn’t a religious man by any means but he was thankful to whatever had made you fallen back into his arms.

You were crying at a small whimper now when Maggie approached putting a hand to your back. “Shhh, you have to calm down Y/N, let’s get you laid down.” Daryl was dazed, still struggling to comprehend if this was real. Maybe a dream? Was he still in his cell? He had a good look at you now. Your face all kinds of colors. Your skin pale with bags under your red eyes. You moved almost like a toddler. Just like how Judith would try to sass him and walk leading her tripping at the inability to multitask. You were in obvious pain. You had yet to pull away from him. He looked to Maggie with a panicked and questioning look, “Is she okay, how hurt is she?” He moved to sweep you by the legs to pick you up bridal style. He didn’t even care for the pain in his shoulder from the gun shot.

Maggie started to lead them to the trailer, “She has been getting better. She was much worse at the start. I’ll explain everything.” In the trailer he set you down on a bed. You had one hand still on his arm. He sat down on the side taking your hand into his turning to Maggie for an explanation. Catching the hint she continued,

“We didn’t even notice she was still alive until Sasha and I were on are way to Hilltop.”

Daryl interrupted- “Why were you going here? Rick said you had died from whatever sickness you had, but saw Gabe did a fake grave for you.” She inhaled before placing a hand to her stomach, “I thought I was losing the baby…” Color drained from his face, Maggie spoke reassuringly, “They baby is fine! The doctor who looked at me also helped her.” They both turn to you. You were fiddling with his hand in yours, seemingly mesmerizing by it. She sighed, “He said she was recovering better than he thought she would. She wasn’t herself the first few days but, she seemed to have taken most of the force to her hand.” Daryl's eyebrows furrowed and he eyed the cast on your hand.

You turn your attention to Daryl, “I’m ok… I swear.” He saw what had happened to you. The sound of that damn bat and the blood pouring out from your motionless body. Maggie movement caught his attention, “I let you two be, you’ll find me around.” She walked out the door before he could reply. You sighed at her abrupt exit and the face he was making. The face of a man consumed of guilt, “Later, you-u should talk through it with her. Your face is saying it all.”

Oh to be called on his B.S. again. To have you reading him like you had the manual to him. He probably still had the thought written on his face, ‘Your really here.' The pressure you pressed in your combined hands made him return it.

“Daryl, what did they do to you.”

A simple question really but his mind spun at the remembrance. He was covered in grime, and he is sure you noticed him being a little twitchy. The cuts and bruises to add told you a story. “Nothing worse than thinking you were dead.” He said it truthfully. You gave that god awful look that would make is heart pound. “Ar-are you ok?” Your eyes were becoming glassy. He only smiled and began to nod, “I will be now.” You slowly smiled back to him.

He went to clean up at your request, had taken a shower and cleaned some of the cuts on his face, along with his still healing bullet wound. He returned back to you and ate. He was quiet to observe you. Taken his own notes on your condition.

You were face down on top of his chest after he ate. Both soaking in each other. Daryl broke the silence, “Be my wife…” You didn’t even hesitate, raising your head to look at him and replying, “Where’s my ring at then…?” He huffed out some air having a dumb smile on his face, “In are room…” That had gotten your attention, “How long has it been there?” Marriage for Daryl wasn’t a concept he thought would be a part of his life with how he was raised. “Found it back on a run for the prison. Never found a moment with how everything went down.” Your hand reached to whip a tear from your eye before flopping back down on him,

“I’ll be your wife.”

A ruckus outside caused Daryl to investigate, removing himself from you felt like a sin. "I'll go check it out, stay here." He only looked back for a moment before heading out the door. He slowly stalked to see the gate open. Jesus appeared by him, "I was just about to get you." Daryl looked at him questioningly. He continued his approach to the gate. Daryl rounded the corner to see Rick, Carl, Michonne, Tara, and Rosita. Rick pulling away from Maggie, and all eyes falling to him.

The group he considered his family was here.

Part 4

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skunaskitten · 2 days

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Yakuza Husband ch5

Paring: sukuna x femreader

Contains: smut, oral, soft sukuna, introducing gojo and pissing off sukuna

summary: You and sukuna are trying to fight the feelings for each other but it didn't last long, soon you realize you fell for him. You end up telling sukuna how you feel, for the moment you will just enhoy your life with him.

chapter4 ch5 chapter6

Over the next few days after that night of fully having sex with sukuna and when he asked if you wanted him, you got more comfortable around him, to a point where you would nuzzle against him on the couch when watching a movie or eating dinner. He still waited patiently for your answer if you wanted to fully commit to the relationship but you were still unsure.

Were you really ready to commit a life of crime with him? Your thoughts ran with all the possibilities of what could go wrong but also you had what could go right with sukuna.

He is protective, sweet, charming, and sexy. But he is also dangerous, a killer and won't hesitate on doing what he wants.

Being lost in thought as you sat there at work petting one of the dogs, you slowly started to hear your name being called when you snapped out of thought. You looked over to see one of your friends you work with stare at you with a smile and say "hey y/n you listening?"

You gave her a smile then looked back at the dog laying beside you. "Oh yea I am fine, sorry just thinking."

She smirked and walked over saying "thinking about who."

You have a shy smile.

"A guy I've been seeing. It's complicated. And I am not sure if I want to be in a relationship with him because of who he is."

She sat down beside you and looked at you saying "is it about sukuna?"

You sighed and looked away. "Yes it's about him."

"Is he good to you? Like does he make you feel butterflies and bring you gifts. I mean you bought a cat for him that is more than just friends."

You looked at her thinking.

"I mean he made me feel like a type of butterflies."

She giggled then said "did you two get in bed?"

She whispered as you blushed a little and held up two fingers looking at the dog who started to get up and walk away. Her eyes went wide and said "what you did it twice?! Woman just go out with the man already. You are already passed the friend zone."

On the way home you kept thinking about everything happening between you and sukuna and from what your friend told you. You thought it over and over again and when you got to your door you took a deep breath already making up your mind and having your answer for him.

When you walked through the door sukuna was standing there with a bag of trash in one hand and yuji in the other while a smirk formed on his face. You stared at his bare torso, he always has a habit of not wearing shirts.

"Hey sukuna."

"Hello sweetheart."

You closed the door and walked past him as he placed the bag down by the door and followed you. He can tell something is off about you.

"What is wrong with you?"

You just smiled and went into the kitchen going through the fridge seeing what to have for dinner as you responded to him. "Nothing is wrong, I am just hungry. What are you in the mood for?"

Sukuna walked over to you and slid his body between you and the fridge then held yuji to you. "You better tell me what is wrong or I will force it out of you. Did someone hurt you? Is someone following closely? Tell me."

You took the kitten into your arms petting him and let out a sigh, "sukuna we need to talk."

He didn't like the sound of that, watching you walk over to the couch sitting down then he went over to sit next to you.

"Am I finally being thrown out?"

A smile formed on your face at his comment as yuji jumped out of your lap and ran around the couch. You took a deep breath and turned to face sukuna as he stared at you with a calm but alert expression.

"Sukuna. I am attracted to you. And I've been thinking about us and what you do and who you are."

You played with your hands squeezing them together as you looked away from his gaze as he sat listening closely and not saying a word.

"I thought about it all day being with you and having a relationship. If my mother can do it, so can I."

You looked back to him with a slight smile. "Sukuna, I will be your lover. But there are rules I am going to set."

He smirked and leaned in closer to you saying "I don't follow rules darling. But for you I will make an exception."

You crossed your arms. "One I don't not want to see anyone be killed around me, and I do not want to be involved in any killing. Two, no other women, I might break my first rule if I see women flirt with you or touch you, I am very possessive. Three, Just love me for who I am. And we have normal dates as well."

He moved closer to you and raised a hand to hold your chin between his fingers with a smirk on his face. "You are hot when you boss others around. I will accept your terms."

You couldn't help but to stare into his eyes and have a light blush on your cheeks.

Sukuna leaned in closer and pressed his lips to yours giving a soft but sensual kiss as if you just made a deal with the devil.

After the talk you helped sukuna make dinner while yuji stood on his shoulder watching.

"Hey sukuna do you always cook?"

He looked over to you then back to the pan cooking the meat.

"I cook when I feel like it. My family takes turns making dinner so we all know how to. I just do more portions for myself. I am not much of one to cook for a whole group of people."

You smiled while kneading the dough and asked "is that why you always cook for me?"

He chuckled looking at the dough saying "well if I don't cook you will starve. I see what you eat. All those packages of ramen and instant meals. Now that I am here you are going to eat right."

A wide smile formed on your face then moved closer to him nuzzling your cheek against his arm. He looked over at you raising an eyebrow and felt you place a kiss on his bicep. Sukuna could help the smile on his face and look away as you noticed him getting a slight blush.

"Kuna~. You're blushing."

"No I am not woman, you are just seeing things."

Yuji mowed and placed a paw across Sukuna's face, making you laugh.

He always made amazing dinner and it was just the two of you in the kitchen as he showed you how to wrap the bun shape around the pork. Sukuna made it look way too easy as you tried but it kept falling open. He just chuckled while helping you and placed kisses to your cheek.

When you both finished dinner you cuddled against sukuna on the couch wrapped in a blanket. He let you rest your head on his chest while laying back across the couch with a movie playing. He wasn't really paying attention, mainly he was staring at you and talking on the phone. He smiled seeing how peaceful you looked laying on top of him.

But what concerned sukuna was what gojo had told him over the phone they had been stalking the alley way trying to look for any signs. After the phone call you looked over at sukuna seeing his face filled with a bit of worry and anger.

“Sukuna you alright?”

He let out a sigh and looked at you then held your face in his hands.

“Sweetheart that alleyway where you found me, please do not walk down that way. Our enemies have been stalking the area. They are starting to realize that I was taken and still alive. Just stay away from that area, do you hear me?”

You gave him a nod and leaned up on him to press your lips to his then pulled away to give him a smile. “I promise I will stay away, I will just take the bus. All the way to the end of the street.”

He smirked and held your chin looking at you with a smirk plastered on his face. “Good girl.”

When going to bed sukuna stayed out on the couch to give you space but you had a hard time sleeping. You tossed and turned and kept checking the time every thirty minutes trying to get yourself to be tired, though your heart wanted to finally have someone by your side. Since you and sukuna are official, your mind starts to mess with your heart. Letting out a sigh you finally gave in as you got out of bed and wrapped a fuzzy blanket around you then walked out your room to sukuna. When you saw him already asleep on the couch. You gave a slight pout, you didn't want to wake him, so you turned around and about to walk away until you heard his voice.

“Sweetheart, you need something?”

You froze in place and turned around to see him facing you with a tiered look on his face.

“I just….it feels lonely and cold in my room.”

Sukuna slid his legs off the couch and stood up, as he gave a tiered smile.. He walked over to you and wrapped an arm around you pulling you against him.

“Well shall we go to your room then.”

A blush filled your cheeks while feeling your body pressed against sukuna. The soft blanket felt warm against your skin and was the only thing between you and sukuna. His smirk widened as he looked at the blanket around you.

“Are you naked underneath that?”

His question made your cheeks warm up and you looked away to see his healing wound now becoming a scar.

“Maybe..”

Sukuna lets out a chuckle grabbing the edge of your blanket then pulls it from you enough to take a peek under it.

You gasped at the sudden cool air across your skin. Sukuna then walked away, looking at you with the corner of his eye with a smirk while he said “well come on darling.”

He disappeared into your room as you stood there and finally snapped out of your trance to follow him into your room. Yuji was already in your bed and got up to meow. You watched the yakuza boss flop down onto your bed and looked at you, waiting for you to join him.

You didn't know why you felt so nervous. It wasn't the first time you slept with him in both ways, this should be just like the other times. You placed a small blanket on the bed for yuji to curl up into while Sukuna's eyes gazed at your body seeing your nipples hard from the cool air, your panties that fitted nicely around your rear and all you saw was the smirk on his face growing.

As soon as you got into bed with him, his arms were thrown around you and pulled you closer against his chest.

“Do you feel warmer now?” He asked, his voice sounded deep and raspy from his previous sleep.

You hummed and nuzzled against him, closing your eyes but the peace didn't last long until Sukuna went to place his face in the crook of your neck.

Your heart begins to race and flutter when you feel his lips press against the sensitive spot of your neck just below your ear. One arm snaked under your body and the other roamed his hand across your hip, giving it a squeeze then he sucked on your neck.

“You are so beautiful and so delicious.”

Your body heats up just from the feeling of him on your skin.

“Sukuna we need to sleep.”

He ignored you and continued to kiss your neck and trailed down over your collar bone and to your chest.

His lips placed soft kisses to your plump breast as you started to move onto your back as he slowly moved on top of you to continue sliding down your body leaving trails of soft kisses down your body.

“Sukuna…stop teasing please. What are you doing?”

He looked up at you and smirked saying “we have to celebrate our first night together as a couple.”

You didn't get to have a word when he went back to place a kiss to your hip but gave a light bite instead and made you gasp out from the feeling. You could feel yourself growing wetter by the second and whatever he had planned hasn't fully started. Sukuna's hands moved to your hips and slipped his fingers under the hem of your panties and started to pull them down.

A whimper escaped your lips and shifted your hips to let him pull them off.

While the two of you were distracted with each other, a meow could be heard beside you. Both of you looked over and saw yuji watching the two of you. Sukuna let out a sigh looking at the kitten then moved away from you to take yuji into his arms and placed him in the bathroom to give you both some privacy.

“Sukuna at least put some toys in there for him.”

You looked at him with a smile and he picked up some of the little plush mice and threw them in the bathroom with yuji then closed the door.

While he was busy with that you slipped off your panties all the way and when he turned around you threw them at him watching It hit his chest and landed in front of him.

Sukuna took a step over them and slowly walked over to you, his eyes trailed over your naked body looking like a full meal to him. A smirk plastered on his face and he untied his gray sleep pants then let them drop to the floor. He crawled back over on top then smashed his lips to yours. Giving you a deep passionate kiss, his tongue licked your lip and slid into your mouth when you let him.

You hummed at the taste of him and closed your eyes letting your tongue lick his own. When he pulled away you tried to chase his lips but he moved away down your body again then pressed his lips to your breast, swirling his tongue around your nipple. You moaned and whimpered. Your hands went into his fluffy pink hair and slightly pulled on it between your fingers making him groan against your breast.

He gave attention to the other breast then started to trail down your body again, but this time he gave light bites to your skin. Bites on your breast, ribs, stomach and your hips. You couldn't help but to spread your thighs letting him settle between your legs with his body and let him have a full view of your needy soaked cunt.

“Look at you kitten, so wet for me already.” He said with a chuckle. Feeling him press his lips to your inner thigh. He was purposely avoiding the place where you wanted him most.

Your hand went onto his hair and gripped it as you tried to push his face down.

“Woman, you are so inpatient.”

Sukuna moved forward and stuck his tongue out pressing it to your clit as he spread your thighs wider.

A moan escaped you and already you tried to push your hips to him wanting him to go harder.

His eyes gazed to you all you could see his lustful red chocolate eyes and the smirk on his face. His tongue licked between your folds up to your clit and swirled his tongue around your sensitive bud.

Your back arched and gripped your pillow feeling him making out with your lower lips.

His tongue slid up and down and his lips sucked on your clit making you squirm and moan his name. Your body had a mind of its own and let itself go to sukuna. Closing your eyes, feeling his tongue slide inside of you. You opened your eyes and looked at him, face flush and looked right into his eyes as you felt the warm muscle wiggle inside of you. He gave you a wink and closed his eyes again to eat you like a starving man.

His tongue moved from inside you then continued to swirl around your clit and felt him slide his middle finger inside you, curling it until he reached that good spot. You could feel how close you were as your back arched and felt your womb tighten.

“Sukuna….I am so close….don't stop.”

He pulled his mouth away for a moment to speak. “Don't hold back then let it out.”

He went on your clit again, swirling and sucking on it while pumping his fingers.you couldn't hold it and your back arched creaming his fingers as you yell his name.

“Sukuna!”

After tasting all of you, Ryomen sat back up looking at you with a smirk on his face as he pulled down his pants to let his hardened shaft spring out. You looked at his fat cock seeing it leak at the tip. The pretty color of his skin and pulsing veins had your eyes glued to him.

You got up and crawled over to him and gave him a flirtatious smile as he watched you. When he felt you grab his shaft giving a few pumps he let out a groan then felt your thumb slick over his tip. What he didn't expect was for you to lean forward sticking out your tongue to give a lick on his tip.

His eyes widened, blown with lust, watching you open your mouth and look up at him with innocent eyes. He let out a deep moan feeling your mouth wrap around him while he laid his head back and his hand in your hair. You tasted the slight salty sweet of his cum dripping from his tip onto your tongue. You couldn't fit all of him into your mouth so you swirl your tongue around the tip, sucking while you pumped the rest of him. He slowly started to buck his hips wanting to get deeper into your mouth feeling how close he was to his release.

Just to tease the yakuza boss you pulled your mouth away and gave him a smile as he looked at you with an annoyed look. “Did I say for you to stop?” He said as a warning but you just giggled at him and said “I wanted you to release in me.”

He smirked and grabbed your chin and said “I was going to release in you. Down your throat and watched you take me whole.”

You gave him a smile and moved your lips to give a suck to his thumb then pulled away “I want it in my womb. I want you to fuck me sukuna.”

Sukuna let out a growl and hooked an arm around you and whispered in your ear “turn around and get on your hands and knees.”

You felt your heart race as you did what you were told and hearing sukuna shifted behind you, feeling his weight on the bed. What you didn't expect is him laying a smack of his open hand on the right cheek of your rear. You let out a sudden yelp and looked back at him feeling his hand sooth the tingling pain.

“Sorry kitten, you needed to be punished.” He chuckled then lined himself up behind you. You could feel his cock between your legs and slide across your folds with every slow movement of his hips teasing you.

A whimper escaped from you, his tip at your entrance still teasing then push himself inside. You moaned his name and pushed back, getting him deeper inside you and just wanting him to fill you up. “Sukuna please thrust.”

He smirked, saying “whatever my kitten wants.”

He thrusted at a normal slow pace but you wanted more of him so you started to push back harder to meet his thrust encouraging him to go faster. “Sukuna please..” you moaned out gripping the pillow as sukuna gripped your hips tightly and started to slam himself behind you. With every slam of his hips was bringing him closer to his release.

“Sukuna keep going”

His hand trailed up your back and grabbed the back of your neck then pushed your head down with your cheek against your pillow showing a dominant side and hearing him let out a groan and thrust into you getting deeper, hitting that good spot over and over.

When you finally felt that snap. You raised up onto your hands again and yelled his name while your breast bounced with every powerful thrust from him.

“Sukuna!”

Hearing you scream his name and felt your warm gummy walls squeezing his cock, he let out a husky deep moan and creamed the inside of you as he leaned forward pressing his body down on your back and hooked his arm around your neck letting go it rest against the bend of his arm and collapsed onto the bed letting him lay on top of you. He gave slow movements of his hips thrusting out your orgasm.

Sukuna rolled off your back pulling out of you then laid onto his side with his arm still under your neck as you took deep breaths and leaned against him, hugging his arm and started to trace your fingers over his tattoos on his forearm that made his skin tingle.

“Sukuna….I love you..”

Ryomen froze hearing those words come out of your mouth, he didn't know what to do or say. He thought if he should say it back.

You noticed his silence and hid your face into his arm saying “sorry..I shouldn't have said that. It's just, I actually feel happy you are here minus what is going outside with you.”

He pulled you closer to him and gave light kisses to your neck and to your ear. “Darling those are dangerous words to say to me. You are the first woman that I slept with to say I love you.”

You turned around in his arms to face him and ran a hand along his jaw and gave him a soft smile. “Kuna..you are a dangerous beautiful man.”

Sukuna formed a smile on his face and chuckled as he leaned in closer to your face.

“I never had someone call me beautiful, it's usually sexy, hot, or yes boss.”

You giggled and nuzzled against his body and rested your head on his chest as his arms stayed wrapped around you.

“So you had women in bed call you boss.” You asked looking up at him and he let out a sigh saying “yes but just know these women were nothing special to me like you are.”

You couldn't help but to smile then hear yuji meow through the bathroom door.

Sukuna untangled his arms from around you and removed himself off the bed then picked up a shirt to cover himself in the front. You giggled with a smile gazing at his bare backside when he walked away to get yuji. Your eyes scanned over his back and muscles while biting your lip.

“Darling you should not do that around me.”

Sukuna dropped the shirt and placed yuji on the bed as he got into the bed as well, finding his place behind your body and held you close to him. Yuji let out a loud meow and nuzzled against your neck.

You could feel your heart swell. Feeling the love in the room made you feel like you have a family now. A moment like this with sukuna and the kitten, it's why you said you love him. You don't want these moments to end.

You didn't remember when you fell asleep but you woke up in the morning with sukuna laying beside you. The kitten is running around on the bed, walking all over sukuna, making you giggle.

“How long have you been up?” You asked him as he looked over at you saying “for an hour I think. I didn't want to wake you but since you are awake, do you want a shower with me?”

You gave him a flirty smile and leaned up, pressing your lips to his then pulled away saying “yes I will love to.”

Sukuna got out of bed as you did the same but wrapped a blanket around your naked body while yuji still stayed in bed asleep. “I will go get a towel for you.”

He smirked and went to start the shower while you walked out of your room to the hallway closet. Standing up on your toes you raised an arm to reach one of the towels as part of the blanket fell from the side of you exposing you.

“Well good morning.”

You froze, dropping the towel from your hand when hearing another voice in your home. When you looked over you saw the same white haired man that you ran into wearing his sunglasses. This had to be gojo one of sukuna's people but you couldn't help but to let out a scream from being startled. Your scream caught sukuna's attention as he ran out holding your blanket around his bare lower half and his gun ready.

Until he saw satoru sitting on the couch with a smirk on his face.

“Fuck what are you doing here?”

You looked between them as sukuna looked to you and went over to your side and helped hid you from his friends eyes. “I am sorry sweetheart. Why don't you go back into the room I started the shower. I will be there in a minute.” Ryomen told you in a husky low tone then pressed a kiss to your cheek and you gave him a nod and before you left giving gojo a glare and a middle finger.

Gojo smiled and laughed watching you walk away as he said “well sukuna I can see why you are smitten by her. She is feisty and the body on her is not bad.”

Sukuna growled and stepped closer his way “I advise you not to disrespect my woman”, his voice laced with venom and threats. Satoru chuckled and waved his hand saying “oh behave we are in her home, why don't you go back and continue with her fun while I wait. I have things to discuss with you.”

Sukuna snarled at him and walked back into your room, tossing the blanket onto your bed and walked into the shower seeing you waiting for him with a smile. His eyes roamed over your body making a blush deepen on your face. Both of you stepped into the small shower feeling the water cover your body as you felt yourself pressed against his body since it was a small space. You moved to grab your soap and lathered your hands with it then pressed your soapy hands to his chest. You could hear his chuckle and felt it through your hands as you attempted to wash him down but it was just an excuse to touch him. Sukuna took your soap and grabbed your hip with his other hand to turn you around, keeping your back to him.

There was no words exchanged between each other but your bodies said it all. He squeezed the soap into his hands then his arms went around you to press the palm of his hand to your breast. Feeling him gently massage them with the soft silky feeling of the soap as he pressed his lips to the side of your neck. You leaned back against him with a moan, feeling his soapy hands trail down your stomach and over your hip making its way to your plum rear giving it a squeeze as you giggled.

Sukuna smirked against your skin and gave a light bite to your neck. “Let me do your hair next, stay still.”

As soon as you felt him lather your hair with soap he started to run his finger gently through it. The feeling of him running his fingers through your hair you had to let out a light moan and lean back against him. He quickly pulled his hands away and brought you under the water with him to rinse the soap off both your bodies.

Sukuna wanted to do a little more than just take a shower. A hand trailed down the front of you as his other squeezed your breast. “Sukuna. We can't, we have a guest here.”

He let out a growl against your ear, his fingers snaked over your mound and started to rub your aching clit. “I don't care he can go fuck off. This is what he gets for interrupting our time.”

You let out a moan feeling his fingers toy with your bud and slip a thick long finger inside you. His hand let go of your breast to turn off the water as your moans started to fill the bathroom.

Sounds of your slick wetness and moans echo off the shower wall while his lips sucked on the side of your neck. “Good girl, be as loud as you want.” His praise got you to moan his name louder feeling close to orgasm, he could feel your walls starting to tighten around his finger and hips buck, then he added another. His thumb made hard fast circles on your clit, feeling your hips buck against his hand more wanting him to get deeper. When you spread your legs wider and pushed back against him you felt his hard cock. You felt dizzy and drunk off pleasure you didn't care if his right hand man was out in the living room you needed sukuna.

“Kuna please fuck me on the bed I need you in me. I want your thick cock in me.”

All you got was a deep lustful chuckle mixed with a growl and felt him remove his fingers from you. “Little kitten didn't get enough last night.”

He quickly scooped you up into his arms and walked out of the bathroom. You looked up at him seeing his hair wet and partly down in a spikey way in front of his forehead. He suddenly dropped you on the bed as you rolled over onto your stomach then raised your rear up to him and laid onto your forearms. He got a full view you spread open and dripping just for him. “Oh darling you know just how to get what you want.”

Sukuna grabbed his shaft and gave it a few pumps before he positioned himself behind you and began to tease, sliding his tip back and forth across your folds. “Sukuna, please don't tease me.”

Each time his tip brushed and pushed over your clit you felt a jolt through you.

“Kuna please just stick it in.”

“As you wish my love.”

Sukuna finally in one motion of his hips, you felt him pierce your entrance and filled you up to the length of him. A loud moan escaped from you as you pushed back wanting him as deep as he could possibly go. His hands gripped your hips almost tight enough to leave fingerprint bruising on your skin. Snapping his hips at a fast hard pace as you clutched your bedding and let him pound into you from behind.

“Sukuna! Sukuna!”

You yelled his name already yourself about to snap. He let out a deep grunt feeling your walls tighten around his cock with every thrust he made.

“Fuck darling you are so tight.”

You could hold it any more. Feeling orgasm hit you, sending you in a blissful pleasure as you yelled out his name making your back arched as you pushed back into him.

The feeling of you creaming around his cock he let out a groan while thrusting out your orgasm as he let go of your hips then grabbed your arms to force you down onto the bed. With a few more movements of his hips, you felt him lean onto your back and press his lips to your ear.

“You want me to fill you up baby.”

His deep lustful voice just made you whimper in response. He got the answer and thrusted a few more pumps into you and gripped your wrist as he spilt his load inside you painting your walls white.

“Ryomen!”

“Fuck!”

He kept himself laid on your back feeling you pulse around him as he twitched inside of you and both breathing heavily.

“How do you feel?”

“I feel good. You think he is still here?”

“He is a perv. I know he still is listening to us.”

Sukuna kissed your shoulder then pulled your face closer to his and pressed a soft kiss to your cheek. You smiled at his kind gesture and slowly got himself out of you then ran his hands slowly across your back and said “you take a minute to relax and come out when you are ready. I am going to go see my idiot of a family.”

Sukuna got off from your back and placed on his clothes then walked out of your room closing the door then headed to the living room to see gojo with a wide smirk on his face.

“What?” Sukuna said with a grumble in his voice.

“oh ryomen. Sukuna. Fuck.” Gojo teased with a female voice and started to laugh.

Sukuna crossed with his arm and snarled at him. “Shut up.”

Satoru placed his arm up on the couch and looked to his boss with a smile. “I didn't expect you to be so whipped by a woman before.” Sukuna stepped closer to him with threatening eyes and was about to tell him off but then stopped when hearing your door open then looked over to see you.

You gave them a shy smile as sukuna smiled lovingly at you while gojo watched the interaction between you both.

“Hello. So you are the one that has been stalking me like a creep. How is the knife slash? You shouldn't have been such an easy target. I could have been the enemy.”

They both looked at you stunned, then sukuna started to laugh out loud and said “that is my girl!” You smiled and giggled then walked over to nuzzle against him. Satoru then moved and held up yuji in his hands saying “this little thing was laying on my lap the whole time. I am surprised you named him yuji.” Sukuna crossed his arms and said “it was her idea.”

“No it wasn't Kuna, you told me I should name him that and even the kitten agrees” you said looking at him as he looked at you. Gojo started snickering and said “you guys are already acting like a married couple.” Yuji pushed himself out of satoru's arms and walked on top of the couch and raised up his paws to sukuna with a meow. Sukuna smiled and picked up the kitten letting him crawl up onto his shoulders to sit on it.

Satoru smiled and leaned forward onto the back of the couch, his arms hanging off the back of it. You looked at him and crossed your arms and said “how did you even get in here?”

“Oh you left the window unlocked so I just crawled in.”

You looked over to sukuna crossing your arms, giving him a look. He cleared his throat and said “I might have forgotten to check everything before I came into bed with you.” Gojo smiled and looked at the blanket on the couch and smirked saying “you are still sleeping on the couch. So she got you out here. Man you must be whipped.”

Sukuna sent daggers to satoru as you looked between them. Then you walked over to sukuna wrapping your arms around his midsection as he lifted his arms looking at you confused.

“For your information gojo. The reason why the blanket is out is probably best for you not to hear. Sukuna sleeps in my bed like a king should.” Sukuna could have sworn he felt his heart combust. Instead of pushing him down saying the truth you instead built him up. He wished satoru would leave now so he can carry you back to bed and rail you in every position then call you his queen.

Sukuna looked at you and smirked saying “am I making breakfast or are you?”

You smiled up at him while hugging him tight saying “I like it better when you cook.”

“Then I will make breakfast, any request?”

“Just some eggs for me.”

You both just stood there holding and staring at each other until gojo cleared his throat and said “why don't you both get married already.” Sukuna pulled away from you and walked over to the kitchen pulling out things to start cooking. Satoru smiled and raised his hand saying “I will take pancakes.” Sukuna grunted and said “you can go starve for all I care or even better you should leave.” You just giggled and walked over to pull yuji off of sukuna and walked over to sit with gojo, just wanting to have a conversation with him.

“So gojo. What do you do in the family of curses?” You petted yuji as the cat curled in a ball resting on your lap. Satoru smirked and leaned back against the couch. “My job is to annoy your man and to also keep track on anyone. To know that person's entire life.” You smiled looking to yuji saying “so stalker material.”

Sukuna started to chuckle and set up the plates and placed the food onto it “food is done brats.”

You got up along with gojo and went to take a seat at the table sitting across from sukuna. The whole conversation between the three of you was gojo talking about the younger days of sukuna. How he got his ass beat by the old boss. You giggled while eating as sukuna just sat there annoyed and pouting poking around at his food. He also mentioned that sometimes the wolves that belonged to another member would sometimes bites sukuna. Sukuna grunted, poking his eggs saying “I am a cat person.” Satoru chuckled saying “that is why you get so much pussy.”

You quickly looked at him feeling a little embarrassed but then gojo went on about some of the women sukuna had encountered.

“Hey sukuna, you remember the girl we brought who danced on you. Or the one that you body slammed onto the pool.” Gojo laughed as you just stared at your food he noticed this and said “oh no need to be jealous he didn't care for any of them.”

Sukuna moved his hand quickly and smacked satoru up the back of his head and said “shut the hell up.” He just laughed then looked at sukuna and said “so is she coming home with us or are you leaving her here?”

You looked at him not saying a word and the realization that after his wound is healed he will have to go back. He will leave you and who knows how many times you will get to see him after he is gone.

“I am going to go to my room and let you two talk. Excuse me.” You got up and walked away leaving them alone. Sukuna looked over at gojo and growled out a “get out.”

Satoru shrugged with a smirk and got up out of his seat. “Well she had to find out sooner or later, better now then to have her deeply in love with you then watch you break her heart.”

“Get out!”

Gojo gave a pout and walked to the door saying goodbye then walked out of the apartment. Sukuna quickly went to your room seeing you laying in bed wrapped with the blankets and your back to him. “Y/n?”

He has never been so worried over someone like this. He never cared for what people think of him or when they cry. “Darling? Don't ignore me. Please.”

You finally looked over to him moving the blankets from you and his heart stopped seeing the tears in your eyes. He didn't like to see them in your eyes and that fact he said the word please, that word was not something he used. It was like weeks ago when he threatened your life seeing you cry but now he is here begging for you to speak to him.

“Are you really going to leave me?”

The thought of you even thinking that he was going to leave you behind makes him chuckle.

“oh my silly girl. You are not going anywhere without me. You are coming with me wherever I go.”

His hands softly cupped your face sitting down on your bed and wiped your tears away with his thumbs.

As you sucked in a breath you looked at him in the eyes seeing the mixture of concern and worry in them. It melted your heart to see how someone like him can be so worried about your well being. “Sukuna, I really care about you.” he softly smiled and leaned in closer to your face pressing his lips to yours. “I care about you more.”

The rest of the night you watched a movie with sukuna, the movie you were watching was his little brothers favorite to watch. Yuji was even sitting on your lap staring at the movie. You smiled and nuzzled against sukuna while he held you close to him. When going to bed, you were pressed to sukuna's chest with your back against him and the kitten in your arms trying not to think of what gojo had mentioned.

The worries of sukuna raced through you mind that one day he may just leave you and never want to see you again. Or him just using you for one thing.

You just want to enjoy your time with him but only with time will show how he truly feels.

gojo loves to annoy sukuna and its getting spicy more.

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A3! Outing Event Translation - You're my first and last love. (7/11)

*Please read disclaimer on blog

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Masumi: …

Hisoka: …I thought you’d be here.

Masumi: …

Hisoka: …What’s wrong?

Masumi: …

Hisoka: …

Masumi: … Last night…

Hisoka: Go on.

Masumi: I went to the lounge. To get a drink.

Hisoka: …

Masumi: At that moment, I heard Director’s voice. I thought it was fate since I was just thinking I wanted to see her. But… Sakyo was with her. And then—. He said something about “love” to Director.

Hisoka: …Huh?

Masumi: ...I figured I just misheard at first. I didn’t hear their entire conversation after all. However, I started feeling worried when I considered whether he might’ve actually meant it that way. After Sakyo said that to her, she laughed really happily.

Hisoka: …

Masumi: …Even if Director chooses another person, my feelings for her won’t change. I thought that even if she chose someone apart from me, I wouldn’t mind as long as she was happy. …Even so, imagining it still hurt my heart.

Hisoka: …

Masumi: That’s what happened, so I couldn’t keep it together at today’s meeting. In actuality, Sakyo was right about the idea I suggested before. It was something I wanted to do for Director.

Hisoka: …So that was true?

Masumi: …Yeah. When I was asked if I had any ideas again today, I just couldn’t hold back all the things on my mind.

Hisoka: …So you took your anger out on him.

Masumi: …I know. I honestly do regret it a little.

Hisoka: It’s great that you’re reflecting properly. Sakyo was just as in the wrong though. …What did you actually want to do, Masumi?

Masumi: I… want to put on a play for Director. But I know that’s not the point of the thank you event that all of us are trying to put together, so—.

Hisoka: …Zzz.

Masumi: He fell asleep while listening? …

???: Woahh!

???: Hold up, Sakuya-san!

???: I gotchu!

Sakuya: Thank you, Misumi-san!

Azami: You actually caught Sakuya-san falling from that position?

Misumi: I’m glad you didn’t hit your head.

Masumi: …What are you guys doing?

Sakuya: We heard from Hisoka-san that you might be here… So the three of us came to look for you.

Azami: I caught up with these two in the middle, so I also overheard a bit. Sorry.

Misumi: I see. So you wanted to do a play, huh~?

Masumi: …

Azami: Well, I mean… to be honest, I don’t really understand Masumi-san’s motives. But it’s fine if it’s for Director’s sake, ain’t it?

Masumi: Huh?

Azami: Even if Director’s the catalyst or motivation for Masumi-san to take action, as long the fans are happy as a result, then that ain’t a bad thing. Right? I mean, put it this way… if Director wasn’t here, then Masumi-san wouldn’t be a part of MANKAI Company in the first place. If we’re expressin’ our gratitude to our fans, then there’s nothing wrong with starting with Director. …I dunno if you get what I mean though.

Masumi: …

Misumi: I totally agree. Masumi, you’re a good guy so you were just overthinking it~.

Sakuya: Masumi-kun. Tell Sakyo-san about your current feelings and ask him. Let him know that you’d like to do a play.

Masumi: …It’s impossible to do anything now though. He mentioned that there’s nothing like a stage. Plus we don’t have enough time to prepare anyways.

Sakuya: Then instead of asking, let’s give him a suggestion. Let’s come up with a plan that will convince Sakyo-san!

Misumi: I’m down, I’m down! It’s a strategy meeting! I’ll go get a notebook!

*runs off*

Azami: Damn straight. We’ll show Sakyo who’s boss.

Masumi: No, I don’t have any—.

Sakuya: Come on, Masumi-kun. Let’s get going!

*pulls*

Masumi: Watch it. I’m going to fall too.

Hisoka: …Good luck, Masumi.

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A Little Angel (Or Devil?) Chapter 3

Pairing: Matt Murdock x F!Reader

Story Summary: Matt and Reader, happily married at the end of Angel of God, my Guardian Dear, start the next chapter in their life together -- parenthood.

Warnings/Tags: Smut, Unprotected Sex (I mean obviously, Matt and Reader are trying for a baby), Pregnancy and all that comes with it, no graphic depiction of childbirth

Word Count: ~1200

A/N: Please let me know if you'd like to be tagged!

Tag List: @nommingonfood

FlutterFlutterFlutterFlutterFlutterFlutterFlutterFlutterFlutterFlutterFlutterFlutter…

Matt’s head tilted curiously as he stood in the kitchen cleaning up after breakfast. He had been hearing the same strange fluttering sound off and on all morning and he was starting to wonder if a butterfly or something had gotten into the house.

Whatever it was, he wanted to try to get it out before the dining room furniture was delivered in about an hour. He and Y/N had already both taken the day off to deal with accepting and arranging their new furniture, so he didn't want to have to also be spending all day trying to locate then shoo out whatever was flitting around the house as well. “What is that sound?”

“What sound?” Y/N asked as she came up the stairs from the basement. “I don't hear anything.”

Matt listened closer, the sound growing louder as Y/N walked into the kitchen. “It's a fluttering noise. Kinda sounds like a butterfly or a hummingbird beating its wings -- oh.”

Holy shit.

Suddenly it all made sense… the intoxicating change in Y/N's scent, her nausea and fatigue over the past few weeks, the butterfly --

Not butterfly. Heartbeat .

Matt slowly walked towards Y/N, focusing on the sound that he now realized was coming from her abdomen.

He took her hand. “Sweetheart,” he said carefully, “I've been thinking about how you haven't been feeling well for the past few weeks, and um… have you considered the possibility that you might be pregnant?”

Y/N took a surprised step back. “What? No, no, there's no way, right? I mean, my cycle hasn't even really had the chance to get back to normal yet.”

Matt shook his head. “I don't want to get our hopes up in case I'm wrong, but you might want to take a pregnancy test just to make sure.”

Y/N took a deep breath. “Okay. Okay, I -- I actually bought a couple while I was at the pharmacy the other day so I'd have some for when we might need them, but I definitely didn't think it'd be this soon.”

Matt nodded. “Where are they?”

“They're upstairs in our bathroom cabinet.”

“Okay.” Matt bit his lip. “Do you, um, do you want some privacy while you go do that?”

Y/N took his hand. “What? No, of course not. Positive or negative, we find out together.”

They headed upstairs to their bathroom, where Matt spent the longest ten minutes of his life waiting to find out if he and Y/N would be growing their family.

After the alarm on Matt's phone went off Y/N picked up the pregnancy test off of the bathroom sink, her free hand slipping into Matt's.

“Well?” Matt asked nervously. “What does it say?”

Y/N sucked in a breath, her heartbeat quickening. “It’s positive.”

Matt's heart leapt with joy. He had been pretty sure, but to have the news confirmed… “Yeah?”

Y/N let out a watery laugh. “Yeah, it's clearl y positive. I'm pregnant.”

“You're pregnant… You're pregnant!” Matt picked Y/N up and spun her around. “We're going to be parents!”

He gave her a kiss. “Oh my God, I love you so much, angel.”

Y/N kissed him back. “I love you too, Matty.”

Matt tilted his head curiously as she started to giggle. “What's so funny?”

Y/N gently patted Matt's chest. “Of course you'd knock me up immediately after I stopped taking my birth control.”

Matt smirked and wrapped his arms around Y/N's waist. “Well, we have been practicing quite a bit, and you did say that you could tell that the Murdock genes were strong.”

Y/N laughed again. “Yeah, yeah, I know your inner caveman is proud of your ability to procreate so easily. How'd you even figure it out?”

Matt smiled softly. “I can hear the baby's heartbeat.”

Y/N let out a soft gasp. “Really?”

Matt nodded. “Yeah, I'd been hearing it off and on all morning, but I finally realized what it was after I pinpointed where it was coming from.”

He knelt on the floor and lifted Y/N’s shirt up, then nuzzled his nose to her bare stomach before giving it a gentle kiss. “Hi, baby,” he said. “It's Daddy. Mommy and I just found out about you but we love you already and can't wait to meet you.”

Y/N carded her fingers through Matt's hair. “Not too soon, though. We want baby to be fully developed before we welcome them into the world.”

She pulled out her phone. “That reminds me, I should make an appointment with my doctor to get official confirmation from her and make sure everything's okay so far.”

Matt nodded and stood. “Let me know when it is and I'll go with you if you want.”

Y/N gave his hand a squeeze. “Of course, sweetheart.”

Matt waited as Y/N called her doctor's office. "Hi, yes, this is Y/N Murdock, and I need to schedule an appointment with Dr. Miller… I think I might be pregnant and need to have it confirmed. Yeah, I took a test at home this morning and it was positive. Mmhmm, mmhmm, yes, yeah, that's perfect. Okay, see you then. Thanks. Bye."

Y/N hung up. "Dr. Miller actually had an open appointment slot at 2 o’clock this afternoon."

Matt grinned. “That's great. Hopefully we'll have the dining room furniture all in place by then, but if not I can finish dealing with it while you go to your appointment.”

Y/N hummed. “Good thing we're still furniture shopping since we'll be needing to turn one of the spare bedrooms into a nursery sooner than we anticipated.”

“So when do you want to tell everyone? After your appointment, obviously, but I mean how long do we want to wait before we start spreading the news?” Matt wanted to immediately tell all of their loved ones that they were expecting, but he understood if Y/N would want to wait until she was further along.

Y/N was silent for a moment. “I want to tell Aunt Ruth in person but I don't want her to be the last one to find out, so maybe we can get everyone together while she's in town for her birthday in a few weeks and tell them all then.”

Matt nodded. That was completely reasonable. “Okay, yeah, that sounds good.”

He placed a gentle hand on her stomach. “I still can't believe it. I'm so happy, angel.”

Y/N set her hand on top of Matt's and gave him a tender kiss. “I am too, Matty. I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” Matt turned towards the doorway as he recognized the now-familiar sound of the furniture delivery truck pulling up. “The dining room furniture is here.”

Y/N hummed. “Too bad we’ll have to wait until after my doctor's appointment this afternoon to break it in.”

Matt huffed out a laugh as they headed back downstairs. “Oh, don't worry, angel. I'll make absolutely sure it was worth the wait.”

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fallinfor-youreyes · 1 day

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You Took Me By Surprise

His words are not working, his brain just screaming her name on a loop. His entire being just in awe of her. In awe of how long it took him to realize that he wanted Penelope to be his. His. “Don’t marry him.” Or Penelope ends the lessons and Colin finally realizes he can't let her go.

Ao3

Something, Colin thinks, is decidedly off.

He has been known to make mistakes in his past, but usually, he doesn't realize they are wrong until he is thoroughly encompassed in them. Like his unfortunate fling with Mariana, or when he decided to follow some local boys in Greece to a ‘super secret’ hidden cave, or when he was 11 and Anthony and Benedict told him they hid his birthday present in the coat closet on the 3rd floor, only to leave him locked up there for hours.

But recently, he thinks he has been doing a better job. He made it home just in time for Franny's debut. He had surprised his family, started flirting with eligible ladies, started making something of himself among the ton.

The only thing he had slightly messed up was his relationship with Penelope. But he fixed that! They are friends again, possibly closer than ever, and he is useful. To his family, to himself, to Penelope. And in exchange for the lessons, Pen is helping him edit his journals. He has a plan to meet with an editor next month about publishing, and everything is looking up.

Penelope is smiling again, brighter than he has ever seen, and well, seeing her happy made him happy as well.

So why does everything suddenly feel off?

He's not used to feeling so uncertain. It makes him restless.

Colin wants nothing more than to go to Penelope and ask her her opinion, to see if she has any ideas of what he could have done wrong, but...

Ah, the but.

The main reason he cannot go to Penelope is Pen herself.

Pen.

Penelope.

Penelope Featherington.

His friend, his wallflower turned talk of the ton, thanks to his lessons. His... well, his Pen.

Not really his Pen anymore. Never really his anything, if he is honest with himself. Colin likes to think himself an honest man, but the thought of Penelope being just his sister’s friend does not sit right with him.

Just that afternoon, she found him walking in the park, attempting to plan their next lesson. And she told him she no longer needed his help.

“I think we should end the lessons…. They’ve worked wonderfully….

You've been a great friend.…"

Friend.

Full circle moment really.

She shook his hand and smiled at him, lovely as a the first blossom in spring, and then she walked away.

Away from the lessons, away from their time together, away from him.

And Colin could not think of anything else since. Except for the fact that somehow, along the way, he made a mistake. But he still could not put his finger on exactly what went wrong.

"Oh, how exciting!" Franny plops down onto the couch next to him, stirring him from his thoughts.

"What is?"

Franny slaps his shoulder, rolling her eyes. "Do you ever listen? We've been invited to Lady Danbury's ball."

"Why is that exciting?" Colin asks. They've been invited to so many balls this season, he had lost count.

"Well, I suppose because Lord Debling might finally propose." Lady Bridgerton says, settling into her chair across the room, pouring a new cup of tea. "Are you feeling okay, dear? You've been out of sorts all afternoon. I’ve called for more biscuits.”

Colin waves his mother off. "Fine. Who is he proposing to? Has he been courting you, Fran?"

All of the Bridgerton women in the room laugh at him. Even Eloise, and she is pretending her hardest that she is not listening to any of them.

"No, you idiot," Hyacinth says, throwing part of her own biscuit at him. "Penelope."

"Penelope? Featherington?" Colin sputters. He tries to keep his voice, calm, even, free of any sort of emotion, but something terrible and ugly grows in his chest. The minor off feeling tingling the back of his brain grows into something closely resembling dread.

"Who else? Gosh Colin, you really are out of it." Fran attempts to place a hand on his head as if testing his temperature, but he shoos her away and pushes himself off he couch. He cannot sit still any more. His entire body feels tense, stressed.

He doesn't like feeling this restless. The last time he did, he sailed halfway across the world and disappeared for several months.

"But it's barely halfway through the season? What of her other suitors?"

Everyone stops talking at once, an odd quiet falling over the drawing room.

Violet stares at him, a moment too long, before her face softens. Colin doesn't like that look. He's never liked pity from anyone, especially his mother. "My dear," she says softly, placing her teacup down almost too gently. "While I very much admire and adore Miss. Featherington--"

Eloise scoffs, saying something under her breath that makes Colin wonder once again what happened between his sister and Pen, but he doesn't have the time to think about that right now.

"No matter was my daughters have to think about it" Violet continues, sending Eloise a sharp look that has her sinking further down into the couch and silencing her snide remarks. "As I was saying, I don't think Miss. Featherington has any other suitors. And Lord Debling is everything one could wish for in husband."

"But we'll never see her again!"

The little feeling in Colin’s brain lights up like a candle, as if proud that he finally figured some part of the issue out.

"Good riddance," Eloise scoffs, again, and it takes everything in Colin to not run over and push her out of her seat like he used to do when they were kids.

Violet takes Colin's hand, and for just a second, the world falls into a more peaceful state. His mother will know how to fix this. She has always fixed everything.

"Dearest, I think this is a fine match for Penelope. I know you are good friends. You should want what is best for her."

The ugly feeling rears up again, larger and more terrible than before.

He's jealous.

Being a third son in a family of eight, Colin learned early on that jealousy was not something he wanted to participate in. He became the easy-going one, the charming one.

Jealousy is not something he is used to. Being jealous over Penelope Featherington, well, that is just something he never saw coming.

Violet squeezes his hand, once again bringing him out of his thoughts. "Colin. This was always going to happen, eventually.”

He kisses his mother's hand and then let's her go. Sometimes, a mother cannot fix everything.

Sometimes, he has to fix things himself.

He can fix this. He has to fix this.

How, he doesn't know yet, but, he knows he cannot do it sitting in his mother's drawing room.

"I'll see you later." He says, ignoring all of his surrounding siblings and stalking toward the door.

"Where are you going?" Hyacinth calls to him, and if he knew any better, he would say she sounded delighted.

"Out."

XXX

He needs to walk. His brain is in overdrive, thoughts full of Penelope.

Penelope.

Penelope kissing Debling.

Penelope being married.

Penelope never answering his letters.

Penelope leaving.

PENELOPE.

His body is restless, so he walks.

Colin doesn't have a plan. Or even an idea at this point, but he needs to do something other than just stare at the wall, letting the terrible, off feeling take over his entire being.

So he walks. And walks and walks and walks, not having a destination in mind, or a thought on which turn he should take until he has already taken it.

He walks until the sun starts to set, walks until his legs are tired, walks until he realizes the only thing he can think about, or probably will ever think about again is Penelope.

He's not sure how he didn't realize it before now, but the thought of never seeing Penelope again, of not being able to hear her laugh or see her smile, or send her another letter, or not being able to call her his friend, is just unacceptable. He’s been thinking about her all season, he realizes. Even when he wasn’t thinking about their lessons, his thoughts would turn to her, to the dress she wore to the last ball, to the way she would laugh at his jokes, to how she would find his eyes in the crowd, even when dancing with another man.

He can't just let her go. Which is how he assumes he ends up outside the garden gate of the Featherington's house. He didn't plan to be here. But apparently, this is where his mind decided he should be.

It's dark. Colin knows he should not be here. He had snuck into the garden several times over the past few weeks for lessons, so he knows how to get in. Before he even has a chance to think of the consequences he is marching through the gardens, intent on… well….

That's the part he has not figured out yet.

She told him she no longer needed him. Called him a good friend. Just friend.

Was that not what he had said to her at the beginning of this foolish deal. Friend.

Friendship in marriage was rare, his mother had said, but wonderful.

Friend.

Her hand in his, bare, warm. Her smiling up at him, happiness exuding from her very soul.

Dancing, laughing, talking...

She isn't just his friend.

Penelope is his world.

And now, he's going to lose her because he might have taken too long.

The sounds of the carriages making their way to the balls for the night spurs him into action. Colin's running before he knows exactly what to do, but he has to find her. He has to stop her from going, stop her from marrying someone else, stop her from leaving London forever.

He needs to tell her she isn't just his friend. She's everything he has ever wanted.

Colin knows the way to her room, which is scandalous in itself, but before he can make it to the servants door, a different door opens.

And like a goddess walking out of paining, Penelope is there. Beautiful as ever, her skin glowing in the firelight.

She looks nervous. Wringing her hands and tugging on her dress, and he's moving again, slower this time but still moving, toward her, toward his best friend, toward his Penelope.

But his thoughts are still out of control, his brain and his body having trouble connecting like they should.

She is all he could think about all day, but now that she is here, now that he realizes that he wants her as more than just a friend, he doesn't know what to say.

It is all too new, all too mixed up and he doesn't know how to be eloquent.

He watches her take a steadying breath, one he has seen her take all season every time she enacted one of their lessons in public, and before she turns away from him again, he calls for her.

"Penelope.”

She startles, and within seconds he’s right next to her, close enough he can smell her perfume, close enough he can see the uncertainty in her eyes.

Close enough, that he could kiss her with almost no effort at all.

His eyes drop to her lips, and he can hear the sharp breath she takes.

“Colin what are you doing here?”

He wants to reach for her, but she is still startled, still poised to run at a drop of a pin.

“I- um.” His words are not working, his brain just screaming her name on a loop. His entire being just in awe of her. In awe of how long it took him to realize that he wanted Penelope to be his.

His.

“Don’t marry him.”

Penelope’s body tenses, and tears instantly fill her eyes. “Why not?"

Colin is still struggling with the thoughts and the urge to hold her and the confusion in his own head that he just stares at her, mouth open.

“Why, Colin. Give me on reason why.” Penelope pushes past him, putting distance between them with every step. "Why do I not deserve to be married to a kind man, who will take care of me, who will let me move out of my mother's house, away from the stupid antics of the ton. Just because you do not want to court me, or find me marriageable doesn't mean another man can't." Penelope pushes the tears angrily off her cheeks, and crossed her arms in front of her, closing her off from him.

"I never said i didn't find you marriageable." Colin says, finally finding his words. "And I only said I wasn't courting you, at that time, not that I wouldn't. Fife is bloody idiot, and he saw us sneak away together to confront your cousin. I was trying to protect you."

"I don't need you to protect me, Colin. I don't need you."

Her words sting.

He has been thinking of nothing but her all day, hell all season. Colin doesn’t need her to need him.

He would just like her to want him at least half as much as he wants her.

And if she doesn’t, then he needs to know.

He knows it's his fault, that he really has no right to ask for anything from her, but he needs to know. Know that he is not losing her for nothing.

"Do you love him?

Penelope freezes. The tears are still falling down her cheeks, and she look beautiful. He hates that she is crying, but her eyes are glittering in the firelight, and the moon is making her skin glow, and Colin Bridgerton realizes, he wants, no, he needs to kiss Penelope Featherington.

He takes another step closer to her, and she does not back away.

"Tell me, Pen. Do you love him?" Another step. Penelope's breath catches in her throat.

"Because if you tell me you love him, I will turn around right now, and I will watch you marry him, and watch you leave, and I will let you go." Colin swallows, and slowly closes the distance between them, reaching out for her hand. "But, if you do not love him, do not marry him." He takes the final step toward her, until she is close enough that he can see the freckles dotting her nose. "Do not marry him and I promise I will spend everyday for the rest of my life making up for how stupid I have been, Penelope."

Colin lets his fingertips brush against her cheek, and Penelope leans into his hand, eyes fluttering closed, tears stuck like diamonds on her eyelashes.

"And if you still do want to marry him, I have just one request."

Penelope's eyes snap open as his thumb dances over her bottom lip. "Just one kiss. One kiss for me to cherish for the rest of my life, to remind me how utterly daft I have been when it comes to you."

Penelope takes a step closer to him. "What do you mean?"

Colin lets his fingers tangle in her hair, doing his best to be gentle. "You, Penelope Featherington, are my world. The thought of you leaving, and me never being able to see you again has led me to a point of near insanity. I walked all over London, for hours, after I heard that you might be engaged. I walked and tried to clear my head, but all i could think about was you. All I can think about is you. I do not know why it took me so long to realize, Penelope. I had no idea where I was going until I ended up here. Looking for you."

She bites her lip, and it's takes everything in him to not push her against the closest wall and kiss her until she forgets about all other suitors and potential husbands.

"I don't love him. We’ve talked about it. He know I do not love him, and I know that he does not love me, but we could be happy together." She looks away from him, and his entire heart shatters. "I cannot be in this house any longer, Colin, and no one else has even thought to court me, let alone marry me.

"Let me court you. Let me show the entire stupid ton that I want you, Penelope. We can marry before the end of the season, and I will buy us a house, and you can come with me when I want to travel, and-"

She's crying again, but this time she is smiling, and then before he knows what's happening, she pulling him down and her lips are on his.

Colin is kissing Penelope Featherington, and for the first time in what feels like weeks, months, hell, maybe even years, his brain slows down. There is a quiet that fills his soul, a happiness that radiates from the spot where her lips are on his. The feeling that has been hovering over him all day disappears.

Pen.

Penelope.

Penelope Featherington.

His Penelope.

Colin lifts her up and spins them around, and she's laughing, the most wonderful sound in the world.

"Okay," Penelope says, her cheeks flushed, and eyes glittering, this time with happiness. "Okay, I won't marry him."

Colin kisses her again, sneaking his tongue out to taste her, and she's giggling again, pushing him away.

"I still have a ball to go to." Penelope attempts to brush her hair back, but it's come completely undone from his hands. "There's a lot to do, and there's bound to be talk and-"

"I don't care about the talk." Colin says, wrapping his arms around her.

"I know, I know, but it will happen, and I don't want Debling to be hurt by a scandal..."

He kisses her again, because he can, because she is not going to marry Debling, because he woke up in time to realize that what he was looking for has been Penelope all along. She sighs into him letting herself enjoy the kiss this time.

“We’ll figure it out.” Colin says, wrapping a stray piece of her hair around his finger before tucking it behind her ear. “Together.”

"I have loved you since the first moment I saw you, Colin Bridgerton."

"And I am going to make sure you know I love you every day going forward."

Penelope smiles.

And Colin is home.

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Falling Part Five | Jeon Jungkook

Summary: Jae tells Lana about the party but you get nervous, not knowing what his intentions with her might be... Pairing: Guardian Angel f!reader x Fallen Angel Jungkook Word Count: 1.5k (sorry I know it's short and horribly edited) a/n: Hey guys so I know I haven't updated this story in months and a few of you have been asking for it so I'm sorry about that. I know this is short but I wanted to put something out for you guys. I'm still stuck on figuring out what's going to happen at the party so that's why this is still a little short but hopefully I'll figure it out and post it soon! Thanks for waiting 💜 Start from the beginning

"Jimin I don't know what to do" I whine, dragging out the last word, "I've been able to avoid the headache of her going to any high school parties but of course when this tall, mysterious, intelligent guy and his friends come around she suddenly decides to go" I complain to him.

"I mean to be honest I don't blame her. They seem like they're fun and Jae is charming and to be honest out of the lot he's definitely a lot more her speed. I feel like that's why they work so well together" he responds, trying to get me to calm down a bit which helps but I still don't know how I'm going to help her.

"Maybe you're right. He does seem like a really nice guy and he hasn't done anything wrong. I think just the fact that this is the first guy she's actually shown interest in is making me a bit more nervous" I admit, plopping down on Lana's bed while she continues to study.

They've known each other for a few weeks and he hasn't shown any signs of really wanting to lead her astray so that's promising. At this point though I don't really know what he does when he's around Jungkook which stresses me out at the very least knowing that Jae has messed up enough to trade his guardian angel for a fallen one.

"Just keep a close watch and maybe then he'll show his true colors. Lana sounds like a smart girl and you'll be materializing in a few weeks right?" Jimin reminds me. "That's only if she doesn't start to stray and I'm afraid that if she goes to this party that it'll be the beginning of the end for us" I voice, letting all of my worries and doubts out.

"Just keep praying that she'll stay strong and that she'll focus on staying on the straight and narrow" he say, making it sound easy. "I wish it was that simple" I mumble, turning my head to look at her while she picks up her phone to no doubt, text Jae back from the looks of it.

"You've been with her since she was conceived and you know her better than anyone. Just put your faith in her and I'm sure you'll make it to materialization. You've done a great job watching over her so, don't doubt yourself" he encourages.

"I'm sorry but I have to get going now. Let me know how everything turns out alright?" he say before ending the call. "Yes don't worry I will" I reassure him and say our goodbye right as Lana's phone starts to ring.

"Hey!" she greets excitedly, instantly letting me know who it is without even trying, accompanied by the feeling of butterflies in her stomach.

"I miss you" he says and I instantly gag while she has the polar opposite reaction watching as her cheeks start to warm up. "I miss you too" she says softly. "I wanted to tell you the details of the party tomorrow and also I just wanted to hear your voice" he admits.

'Could he be any cheesier?' of course Lana is eating it up though. Chances are he's gonna be her first love so I guess I'll just have to get used to this lovey dovey behavior from them. I drown their conversation out, still listening in but only enough to sense if something bad will happen but it's pretty innocent at this point thank God.

Thinking about all this love stuff is taking me back to when I was young and falling in love with Jungkook...

Eons ago...

"Go talk to her" Jimin says, elbowing Jungkook in the side and he groans at the contact still with his eyes fully trained on me.

"She's probably already with someone else" he says, making excuses and tries to walk away but his friend grabs him by his shoulders and turns him around, making him face me again

"She doesn't have a bracelet yet" he points out, looking at my wrists, neither of them adorned with and sort of jewelry. "Just go talk to her" Jimin repeats, pushing on his shoulder and making him stumble, grabbing my attention.

Jungkook and I make eye contact for a second and he smiles bashfully and I return it before going back to my conversation with a few other female angels.

"Look he's coming over here!" one of them says once I've turned back towards the group giving the handsome angle my back making me straighten out my wings from their slouched position into a more graceful one.

"He's probably looking at one of you guys" I say in a hushed tone, all of them having clocked the way he was looking at me, leaving me feeling insecure and pushing away the thoughts that someone as handsome as him would be interested in a lowly angel like myself.

I hear a man clear his throat behind me and my body goes rigid praying it's not who I think it is having truly thought my friends had been teasing me.

They all make eyes at me, wordlessly telling me to turn around but when I don't he chances speaking to me to get my attention.

"Hello" is all he says and the smooth baritone of his voice is more heavenly than any other melody I'd ever heard. "Hi, um we've actually gotta go" one of older angels says and pushes the other girls to the side, herding them over somewhere else and my protests die in my throat once he tries his luck again.

"I haven't seen you around here before" he says and at that I turn around to face him. My breath is taken away from seeing him up close, his features working in perfect harmony.

"Um yeah I'm one of the new borns, I guess" I say, still unsure of how everything works around here, referring to my recently aged up status. "Oh, well it's very nice to meet you..." he trails off waiting for me to fill in the blank. "Y/n!" I say quickly, embarrassed to have left a longer gap between his question and my answer.

"That's a beautiful name" he says, testing how my name sounds on his lips. I swear I never want anyone to address me by my name ever again unless it's by him or God. "Oh and you are?" I question, forgetting to return his interest.

"Jungkook" he says, a name that I had never heard before but pray would be one I would utter again and again. "It's nice to meet you Jungkook" and I can see how his eyes light up and his wings slightly raise behind him, obviously happy to have heard his name from my lips as well.

And from that moment onwards we started falling. Madly, deeply and hopelessly in love. That is, until he fell...

"JK said the party starts around 8 so I can pick you up around that time if you'd like" I hear Jae's voice say through the speaker. "Oh okay, yeah that works!" Lana says but she sounds a bit wary.

"What's wrong?" Jae asks, clocking her change in demeanor. "It's just that my curfew is 10 so I wont be able to stay for very long and because you're the one JK's throwing the party for I wouldn't want you to have to deal with leaving early to take me home or anything" she says and he nods his head, thinking for a second.

"What about this. Why don't we just go and hang out there for like an hour and then we'll leave and spend the rest of that time together on our own before your curfew" he suggests and she lights up at the idea. "I'd like that" she smiles shyly, a fluttery feeling in her stomach again, no doubt from the thought of spending true alone time with him for the first time.

"You sure you want to miss out on the party?" Lana questions, starting to feel guilty about it all. "The party is gonna go on all night so if I feel up to it I can always go back later on. You're the only one I really want to spend time with" he admits and again I can't help but roll my eyes.

At least he's honest though but I really hope this night ends with a simple goodnight kiss. 'Please Jae for the love of God don't pressure Lana into losing her innocence' I offer as a silent plea.

Lana is someone I've been entrusted to and I will do everything in my power to make sure that she stays safe. One boy is not gonna ruin this for her, she's stronger than this and I know that. I just need to keep reminding myself and stop doubting her.

I've gotta put my faith in her just like Jimin said, and pray to God Jae's intentions are pure. Please Jungkook, don't encourage him to do this, I know it's your sole purpose to lead him astray, but please, not Lana...

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TRUST ME NOT

Pairing: Bf!(boss unit except one) x f!reader

W.C: 9.1k

Genre: Fluff, Mafia, Angst

Warnings: keeping secrets, innocent reader(?), mafia deals, murder, blast, tracking device, spying on someone, anonymous mail, tying up with rope in basement, unconcious, feeling sorry, sad, regrets, forgiveness, lots of kissing, anniversary surprises lol, getting shot, mention of blood(not detail) idk what to add anymore

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🎀 Your anniversary was supposed to be held in a month.

The excitement was brightly visible on your face and you had a lot of arrangements to make. Going out to different stores and contacting some very important people who all are of potential help in some urgent scenarios. It's been five years since you were in a relationship with the mafia gang, NCT. Yeah, some people won't believe you if you say that you are the secret girlfriend, because your appearance and attitude is far from the ruthless behavior of the bosses--- your boyfriends.

The first one to notice that you were busy was Jungwoo, as he is the one who doesn't go out of the house often. His hacking job lets you both to spend more time with each other and well, this makes him throw cocky looks to others. You have told him repeatedly not to tease others because of that, but who is he to listen to?

You have almost planned everything for the upcoming day, obviously keeping it a secret from them. And this made Jungwoo suspicious of you. Earlier he was ignoring your weird attitudes and your now and then excuses to go out but one day when you were out for a long time, he followed your location. Well, he tried to but he couldn't track it.

How the hell is that even possible?

Now, he can't obviously charge you for messing up with the tracking device as you aren't aware of any of these. So, he decided to talk this out with his gang members.

"Are you sure of the suspicion?" Taeyong asked with a dark look. He was already tired with the day and now one of his members is sitting in front of him with a doubt. He glanced at the rest of the members across the room but they all were pretty much similar attentive to the hacker like him. He sighed and urged him to speak more.

The hacker nodded and proceeded, "she is acting differently and when I asked her last week. She was in a hurry to reply as if she would spill secrets if she spoke more than necessary."

"Maybe she is tired. You know her café has a lot of work." Mark stated and Jaehyun nodded his head in agreement. They know very well how dedicated you are to your work and something that might be keeping you busy these days.

Jungwoo shook his head, "No. The surprising fact is that she is barely available at the cafe."

"Then where is she going every morning?" Winwin asked and glanced at him from the corner of the room. And this caught everyone's attention.

Jaehyun remembered his interaction with you from two days back over the call.

"When I asked to pick her up from the cafe, she denied and told me about having extra hours but ended up coming home by riding someone else's car. As far as I know no one from her cafe owns that car." he stated and looked around.

"What? And you are telling me now?" Taeyong banged the table with his fist making the ones sitting near to him to flinch. Doyoung licked his lower lips and ran his fingers through the hairs. He was still putting in the pieces together and hoping that whatever they were thinking should not be the actual case.

Are you hiding something from them?

Or are you planning for something to destroy them?

Mark put his phone beside him on the sofa, "Dude, don't think like that. We must be wrong somewhere. Don't doubt her for anything."

"You are not suspecting her for anything right?" Winwin looked at his leader expectantly who in return just poked his cheek with the tongue and turned towards Doyoung.

"Tell everyone to keep a closer look on her." he said and looked at everyone, "all of you will see what's the matter with her. If she is not going to the cafe and not talking with us that much. Then we should find out what's the matter that she is suddenly acting so differently."

"But-"

"Mark, don't argue with me now."

No one spoke anything after that. Four of them left the room, leaving the leader with Doyoung. The latter's eyes followed how frustratingly the leader was brushing his hairs back and sighing.

"I know, you are not doubting her like the way you are showing your anger."

The leader rested his elbows on the table and held his head with his palms, "I don't want to blame her for anything. I trust her so much but I want to know what's up with her. I love her so much, Doyoung."

Doyoung walked towards him and patted his back comfortingly, "we all love her, Taeyong. If she ever betrays us then nothing can hurt us more than that."

"I don't want to hurt her. She is precious to me. I want all these to be just a misunderstanding."

"She is not betraying us. We will just find out what's the matter with her and then everything will be fine."

The latter just nodded and tears fell from his eyes similarly like the one standing.

"Where are you going?" Jungwoo asked as he saw you hurrying towards the door. You were smiling all the way down the stairs while looking at the phone. His eyes were staring at you with curiosity and adoration. When he repeated the question again, you glanced at him away from your phone and raised your brows.

"Uh..I..somewhere...do you need something?"

"No. But where? Do you want me to go with you?"

"No!".

He was taken aback by your sudden scream, "what? Why are you shouting?"

You awkwardly laughed and brushed your hairs, "I'll be off to the place and will return quickly. Don't worry."

As soon as you took a turn, someone grabbed your forearm and made you turn around. The turn was so sudden that you almost lost your balance on your heels, "What the hell! Jaehyun?"

"It's late afternoon. I don't think you are going to the cafe right now. Your workers told me that you will be there in the evening. So where to now?" His tone was low and demanding.

His grip was firm and you glanced at the hold then at his face. He had just showered after returning home. The others were not there yet and these two were only at the house so you decided to leave without them noticing you but it's not the case now.

"Hey, I'm just going to meet someone." you smiled at the end of the sentence.

"Who? Let me take you there."

You held his wrist to take off his hand from yours, "No, it's okay. I can go there alone. He will be just a few blocks away and......and then everything is fine."

"he? Y/n, who is this person? Do I know him? Have any of us seen him before?"

"Oh my jealous baby, Jae. Come on, don't think like I am a child. And you don't have to know everyone."

He stepped closer to you, tugging your hairs behind your ears before holding your hands and smiling down at you with a soft look, "I just care for you too much, Y/n. I don't want anyone to hurt you. Please be safe out there as you know your life is always at risk because of us...and dont hide anything from us."

You couldn't hear the last words but you smiled at him, "I will be safe. I promise."

He leaned forward to peck your lips and then planted a soft kiss on your temple. Jungwoo came up behind you and hugged you, nuzzling his nose in your neck inhaling the recently applied perfume, you smiled at the tingling sensation. He whispered, "if you can't keep yourself safe. Then I will kill everyone who will hurt you."

You grabbed one of his hands and brought it to your lips, planting a kiss, "I know. I am always safe with you all."

You were safe. Your preparations and secrets, everything was safe. Only two weeks left and you couldn't contain your excitement. Skipping steps towards the flower shop, you were greeted by the familiar man holding a rose in his hold and smiling endearingly at you. Your smile widened brightly and a soft laugh escaped your throat when he kneeled down in front of you, "A rose for my queen." He extended his hand towards you and you took the flower from his hand.

"Oh please shut up, Wooyoung."

He again stood in front of you and smoothed his blazer and pants. The look was stating that he was on his way for the meeting but still his playful nature and his childish laugh was not setting right with his appearance.

"Why? I can call you anything."

"Just wait until I tell this to my boyfriend." you chuckled while looking around the flower shop, "Where is the owner?"

You never used your boyfriend's name in front of anyone, always referring to some silly names or simply 'my boyfriend'. No one has ever seen your so-called boyfriend but they know you always have the adoration while speaking of him—- of them.

"I don't know about him. Hey! Why are you asking for the owner when I'm here?" He whined and you shook your head in disbelief with the attitude.

"How old are you? And I need him to choose some exact flowers for the decoration and a perfect perfume to give my boyfriend." you smiled at the thought of surprising them with everything. He nodded with a pout and stood by your side while you were staring at some beautiful bouquets, "Is your boyfriend nice? You can tell me if you have any problems. You have said he lives outside this country but if he turns out as a cheater. I will show him hell."

"Of course, Wooyuong. There's nothing to worry about. I am fine and he is a very nice man. Maybe someday you can meet him and also, I'm doing all these preparations for our anniversary."

The owner just entered the door and greeted you both when the other one smiled at you before exiting the door.

One week left for your anniversary.

"So, I was right. She is going to this shop almost every day and according to Winwin, our enemy's last location was this shop."

They couldn't believe the pictures and the tracking location of the devices that were showing on the very big screen displayed in front of them. The undercover spy has clicked the pictures of you meeting with a young man well dressed up in a suit and you were hugging him with a smile, also in another picture, you were receiving flowers. The different gestures between you both were assuming that there was a deeper bonding than they can think of. Everything was pretty much fine until the call list and tracking device of yours and their enemy matches exactly.

"Jungwoo, have you gone to this shop before?" Taeyong asked when he placed himself on the sofa.

The hacker shook his head, "no, I never bought anything from there. I thought she knew the owner of the shop, that's why she is going there but it turned out she is meeting the owner of the device who is apparently our enemy. We need to find who is the owner. Winwin even followed her one day and guess what? They were planning for a big event and also went on a date."

"A date?" Mark had a confused look on his face.

Jungwoo nodded and Jaehyun continued, "yeah, she is meeting these certain people every often and that's why you can't find her in the cafe. And this one person is very common."

"That's Wooyoung, a member of the gang, Ateez. the shop owner is his best friend, just for cover." Winwin started from beside Doyoung who quickly turned towards him in surprise.

Taeyong scoffed in irritation, "So that's him? He blew our basement? I was so sure that somebody leaked our plan when we were having the mission in a different state and look, he took that advantage to attack on our base."

"And you think?" Doyoung raised a brow.

"She...she told him?" Taeyong didn't even want to say it but still he did. He blamed you. He doubted you. There was no other option left other than suspecting you with their recent events going on around them. He curled his fingers into a fist, suppressing the anger and hurt.

Mark leaned back into his chair, "we must be wrong somewhere. Or things have not been placed in the correct way."

"No. When I told Jungwoo for the first time, neither me nor him believed this but after one week of research. We are sure that she is involved with this." Winwin himself didn't want to believe what he was voicing out.

His own voice was betraying him. Was your love for them just a facade to destroy them in the end? Were you playing with their feelings? What? NO! This can't be, you are not like that. He couldn't convince anyone, maybe he was not even trying to convince anyone. No one was ready to believe that you were planning something worse behind their back, just to destroy them to get in with a man. The man who is apparently their enemy's gang member.

Mark stood up. A sad look visible on his face, fighting back the urge to cry in front of them. He couldn't hear more about suspecting you. Even if you are wrong, he still wants to see you and love you. His gaze shifted from the leader towards the large wide window, the setting of the sun was visible, "our anniversary is in almost 10 days. I hope we won't be doing something to ruin the day."

The words hit them altogether. Anniversary...they have bought a lot of gifts for you and they have arranged a trip for all of you to spend time together.

He turned around and Taeyong closed his eyes, heaving a sigh. Everyone was in disbelief and fighting whether they should blame you or...or what? There's nothing to think about anymore.

"Hey! you all here?" your cheerful voice broke the silence. The atmosphere was already tense inside the house but your presence was making it worse. To your oblivion, they shared glances between them when Jaehyun noticed some things in your hold. His jaw clenched at the sight and he stepped towards you.

"Who gave you this?"

You furrowed your brows before looking down and then a smile cracked on your face. Everyone noticed the shift in expression when you held the flowers tightly, "Um...someone. A friend?"

"Friend." he scoffed and glared at you. His expression surprised you and then when you looked around the room, you noticed others were looking at you with no emotions visible. It felt so distant as if you were missing something. But what's even the matter? Mark was standing on the first step of the stairs, when you caught his eyes, there was a hurt look— the look of betrayal.

"Mark-" the young boy didn't wait to hear you when he abruptly turned around and ascended the stairs, without even looking back at you. What happened?

"Where were you?" Doyoung asked with folded hands above his chest, supporting himself against the table. His dark and sharp eyes staring at you, waiting for a quick reply.

"I...I went to the cafe."

"You were not there. Don't lie. Just tell me exactly, where were you?"

Taeyong darkly chuckled, "of course to meet her friend. Right? So, had fun on the date?"

"Date?"

Jaehyun turned to him, "don't pretend that you don't know. You went on a date with your little friend, right?"

You shook your head when Jungwoo pointed at your large plastic bag, "what's all these?"

You tried to hide it behind your back only to get yanked away, "why are you hiding it?" He glared at your action.

"What's wrong with you all?"

"What's wrong with you? Are you planning something behind our back?" His words hurt you. No, it shocked you. Are they doubting you for something?

The phone in your pocket started ringing and when Jaehyun didn't loosen his grip on you, you snatched your arm away and glared at him. Fishing out the phone, you held it to your ear and greeted the person. Before walking towards your room, you snatched away the plastic bag from him and no one protested but watched you going away.

No one moved from their places but only Winwin followed you behind.

Three days have already passed since that day.

You didn't talk with anyone normally. Everytime, they would be looking at you accusingly or asking you some weird questions about why you were hiding things from them.

but , there was nothing to hide in the first place---- except for the celebration.

Only one week left and when you just wanted to go out finally to arrange the last things of the preparation. Doyoung blocked your way.

"You are not going anywhere."

"Huh?"

Jaehyun came up behind you and harshly pulled you to a particular direction, "your game is over, y/n. Just give up now. You can't hide anything from us now."

The other one walked just closely behind you, gun in his hand. "I can't believe you that after the things we did, only for you to betray us."

"Please Jaehyun...Trust me. you must be wrong somewhere. I am not hiding anything. I promise." Your voice was broken yet he was not glancing at you but dragging you towards the stairs. The grip on your wrist tightened when you tried to pull your hand away. The wrist was burning from his harsh grip.

There were two uncoordinated footsteps from behind you both and when the youngest of them spoke up, you glanced at them. Mark was trying to stop the leader from stepping forward but the latter was just fuming and when he caught your glistening eyes, he sent a glare at you.

"please..." you whimpered when he took the turn and stopped at the first step of the stairs. He inhaled sharply and glared at you before glancing at the leader.

"take her downstairs." He simply ordered and the latter nodded.

Mark held Jaehyun's other hand, "No. Don't. Please, we should listen to her. We must be wrong somewhere. Please don't take her there."

But he dragged you down, stumbling over a few places but he didn't care. No one cared at the moment. As if your voice was not even audible to their ears.

You have never been to this place before and the dark, dimly lit room with a damp smell was making churn in your stomach. The others were already present inside the room and their focus was on you— the helpless figure. He harshly pulled you towards the chair behind the interrogating desk and made you sit on it. Your head turned towards each one of them, no one was having any sympathy for you. Maybe they had but trying not to show it.

"Why are you doing this? Please get me out of here." tears were flowing down your cheek. Before you could wipe off your tears, Jungwoo gripped your wrist and tied them to the armrest. Winwin took away the phone from you and placed it on the table. Taeyong placed himself on the chair across from you and stared at your tied up form. Doyoung stood beside him, palm resting on the head of the leather chair.

"So, from where should we begin?"

You remained quiet. Not because you didn't want to talk but because you didn't know what to say. Mind still processing the situation and why they all were keeping you tied up like a criminal. Do they not trust you?

You stared at him with silent tears falling from your eyes. Jaehyun and Jungwoo stood beside you on both sides, neither of them speaking anything and not even looking at you. Only glancing now and then.

"How do you know Wooyoung?" the leader asked the first question and leaned forward on the table.

"Wooyoung?"

Doyoung tilted his head to the side, "yes. Even that day he gave you those flowers. Having good times with the enemy. Right, y/n?"

"Enemy? He is my old friend from university."

The leader was not buying your words, "our enemy is your friend now. Since when are you against us?"

"What are you saying, Taeyong? I would never. I..." you were almost spilling the secrets but held back the words that were about to come out from your lips, "we just recently reunited at the flower shop. He was just...helping me out with something."

"Helping you out to chalk out a plan to kill us?" Winwin offered you an option for your choice of words. You shook your head at him and returned to face the leader. He didn't have any emotions for you. No more those endearing smiles and caring eyes looking at you but a strong and accusing eyes blaming you for everything.

"No, it's not like that."

"There's no point in you lying on our face. You can't fight back, y/n. There's six of us and only, you alone."

You parted your lips and tried to shift forward when Jungwoo held you back. You raised your head to look at him but he just avoided your eyes. Does he hate me so much? "You all should understand this. I am alone, I can't do anything to harm you all and... I can never think of hurting any of you."

"Don't pretend to be the innocent one like always." Jaehyun spat at you. "It was all a facade to make us trust you. To make us weak for you so that you can easily break into our life and destroy us from the core."

"Jaehyun..." you whispered his name but a long silence followed your longing gaze on him. How could he blame you like this? They never used such a tone with you.

"He is correct. It was only you who knew about our absence for a whole week from the city and during that exact time, Ateez attacked our warehouse. Isn't this a coordinated plan?" Taeyong was irritated with each word coming out of his mouth.

"And you think I told him?"

Winwin caught your attention, "of course. The enemy whom we were tracking has his every location around you. His every location was colliding with yours. The flower shop belongs to them and it's just undercover to hide their spies in that busy street. Your activity was very frequent during the time of the blast."

"It must be a coincidence...I am not aware of all these." you plead to them for mercy but none of them were convinced. It all seemed as an act to break away from them and to run to their enemy for help.

"We thought that too but you have a deep connection with him. Even keeping your meet-ups a secret from us. Don't think of us like fools."

"Mark, you are a fool. All of you are foolish to think of me going against you. He is just my friend and we were just hanging out after some arrangements and if I knew he was the menber of a gang, I would never have spoken to him. But...but he won't hurt me or any of you. He doesn't even know you all are my boyfriends."

"Because for your benefit. So that you can go on dates with him." Jaehyun scoffed at the end of the sentence.

Taeyong slammed his hand to gain your attention back on him. His eyes were raging and he was fuming with anger. You flinched at the sound and scaredly turned towards him when he spoke up, "Now tell me, what do you want from us?"

You shook your head and bit your lips to prevent yourself breaking down more.

"I said speak up, y/n!"

Your broken voice and hiccups echoed the room, "I...I want n-nothing. I just want......your love."

"Shut up!"

"Jaehyun, keep quiet." Doyoung shushed the tall man beside you but you were already hurt too much. You were exhausted after crying so much, the unfamiliar and confined environment was suffocating you. You just wanted to get out of the place and run away, far away and hide from them. You were scared to say anything anymore or they could have done something more.

"You are going to stay here unless you are willing to tell the truth." Taeyong said and stood up to turn towards the door.

You shook your head frantically to not to leave you there. But no one minded your scared form. You were nothing more than a liar to them.

"Please listen to me..."

Jaehyun grabbed your cheeks, his fingers digging into your flesh, "you are only going to speak the truth or else shut your mouth." he harshly jerked your head to the side.

One by one everyone left the room except the one who was almost standing silently since he came here. He stayed back inside the room. When you noticed his gaze on you, there was a hurt look like that day.

"Why did you do this?"

"I did nothing."

He looked up at the ceiling and then at you, "then please confess the truth. I can't see you like this."

"I'm telling you the truth, Mark. he is just my friend. I didn't help him with anything."

Doyoung came back to the room to find the younger one standing at the door. He informed the younger one to stay with you, not to leave you alone down in the basement. He nodded his head in acceptance. You don’t know if It was because they told him to stay behind out of love or they think you could try to run away from them.

Mark actually wanted to stay with you though. He just can't leave you alone.

Doyoung stepped inside the room to take the phone from the table. When he came in sight of your vision, you looked away to avoid him. He waited for a moment but left the room eventually when you didn't look at him.

"Mark, don't get swayed by her?"

They had some whispering conversation outside the door and you zoned out to think about the day, how you were so excited to finally wrap the different gifts for them and then prepare the last arrangement because this last week was supposed to be spending time with them together. But everything went down the hill.

When Mark returned inside the room, he saw you sleeping on the chair uncomfortably. He stepped forward and tugged your hairs behind the ears to have a clear look of your face. You looked so peaceful but your face was stained with sweat and tears. He caressed your soft skin and tears fell from his eyes, he was sorry to you. He untied your wrists and pulled you on his lap on the floor. Resting your head against his chest, his fingers stroked you and he lulled you to sleep.

"I'm sorry, y/n."

The next two days were just you refusing all the foods they offered and you were getting weak. Even if they didn't hurt you physically, but their words, their hatred looks and their harsh and hurtful touches with their accusing tone was enough to break your every inch.

Doyoung didn't let you stay in the basement but kept you locked in his room. He promised his leader that he won't let you escape the house.

Just before the two days of your anniversary, they got an email from someone. It was labeled with a secret code so when they clicked on it, they found out that it was from someone unknown. They have sent some confidential documents. Jungwoo didn't waste any time before clicking open it only to get a shock. Everyone scooted closer to him.

'How is Y/n? Suspecting her now? Oh, poor girl. Don't worry. I will kill her soon anyways. '

There were all the details under the small links. Whatever they saw was right but the actual explanation to their assumption was what you were saying, not how they interpreted earlier. Wooyoung was just your friend, nothing more and he didn't have any intention to harm you or others. Ateez didn't even attack their base.

Then who is this person?

Is he alive?

Jaehyun threw the glass away in frustration.

"Where is this shit? I will kill him."

Winwin quickly followed some images, "the dreamies are trying to track the id. Hyuck is currently scanning the codes. but... I don't know why this person wants to kill her."

"I'm not leaving her alone for any more second."

Doyoung jogged towards the room only to find you sleeping beside the window stool. Taeyong followed him closely behind and he noticed the dried tears on your face and the other one was quick to pick you up in his arms, "y/n, look at me. You don't have to be here anymore. I'm taking you out of this place. I'm so sorry."

Your breathing was so faint and it scared him.

He peppered your face with kisses, you were so weak and exhausted. There was no reply from you and he shook your body again.

"She must be unconscious. Let's clean her up and let her rest for a while. When she wakes up, I will feed her." Taeyong offered him.

They both nodded and exited the room. Promising to themselves that they won't ever let you be in this sort of situation again.

When they appeared in front of the others, they saw your unconscious body in his hold. Their hearts clenched at the sight, the pain striking through their body.

How could they just blame you and act deaf ears to your pleadings?

"I'm coming with you." Mark approached him and took you in his arms before going towards his room with Doyoung trailing behind him.

Taeyong ordered Jungwoo and Winwin to contact Dreamies for further discussions about the situation and let others disperse to their respective activities.

No one was willing to leave your side but they had no option other than waiting for you to get consciousness. But Jaehyun quietly walked towards your room to take a glimpse of you.

He was hesitating to enter the room but eventually stepped inside and found them inside the bathroom. They were carefully looking after you.

"Is she okay?"

His sudden voice made the two males turn their head towards him, "of course she is. We are here to keep her safe."

After a while, you were dressed in a pair of comfortable top and loose pants. Mark carefully tugged you in the bed before sitting beside your sleeping figure and caressing the hairs, Doyoung sat near your legs and Jaehyun kept his distance from the bed.

"Let her rest for a while. Taeyong will bring her the food."

They all left the room but Jaehyun went near to you and caressed your head, kissing your temple he whispered, “I’m so sorry, love.”

After a while when you woke up, only to find Taeyong sitting by your side with medicines and food placed on the table that he pulled beside the bed. Your head was spinning a bit but still he helped you sit up and placed the pillow behind you to make you comfortable. Before you could say anything, he caressed your head and smiled at you, following a kiss to the side of your head.

"I'm sorry, Y/n. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I was so wrong about you."

You remained quiet and just observed how he lifted the bowl from the table and stirred the soup, tasting a spoonful and turning towards you with a spoon.

"Why?"

"What do you mean?"

"y-you are not mad at me anymore? Please trust me-"

He put the spoon back into the bowl and placed a finger on your lips, "I trust you. Y/n, I love you. I'm regretting treating you like that. It hurts you a lot to see us blaming you for something you didn't do. But I promise you, you will never have to be like this again. I will make this up to you."

"Really? And others...Are they?"

"they are equally sorry, y/n. we just couldn't help but think all that......why were you at the shop though?" he quickly asked you the thing that was still bugging his mind.

"Um...you will know soon. It's a secret." You expectantly stared at him to see his reaction but he just smiled when he brought the spoon to your lips. You quickly parted open your lips to taste the spoon and hummed in the wonderful warm taste. It melted on your tongue like you were melting under his touch.

"I won't ever hurt you."

"I know, Taeyong. You have so much responsibility but I think I made you scared going out here and there. But trust me it's a good secret, nothing to worry about."

"Can't you tell me now?" he pouted and blinked at you.

"No. Then what's the point of the secret?"

"Is this about-"

Someone entered the room and he was quick to sit on your other side and hugged you from the side.

"I'm so sorry baby. Please forgive me. I don't want you to stay away from me." he nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck and your fingers entangled with his hairs when he leaned to your body more. Taeyong was still making sure to finish the soup and shook his head at the boy clinging onto you.

"Hey, Mark. It's okay. I was just shocked with you all behaving like that." You said slowly and he nodded, muttering a flow of apologies. The leader wiped your mouth when you finished the food and handed you the medicine to take but when you refused it. Both of them tickled you and joked around and ended up with Mark holding you down on the bed and the oldest one putting inside the medicine and handing you the glass.

Three of you spent some time together before Taeyong left when he caught a call from Jungwoo and he hugged you before pressing a long and soft kiss on your temple then hurrying to take the call. Where you and Mark ended up cuddling together.

"That night..." he was spooning you while your back was pressed against his chest and his one leg was flung upon yours. His fingers were playing with yours when you both were watching the screen displaying a movie.

You hummed in response, "you made me sleep on your lap. I woke up from a nightmare but I felt so secure with you. Thank you."

"I love you. I love you so much baby."

"I love you more, mark." You turned around and cupped his face. Your eyes searched for a particular emotion before pressing your lips to his. He was surprised by your move but when you tried to pull away your face, he held the back of your neck and pulled you closer, making the kiss rough and passionate. Both fighting for dominance but still enjoying the power of each other. You smiled and squirmed when he slid his hand under your tee. His kisses traveled down to your jaw and sloppily kissed your cheek. Admiringly, watching each other, he dipped his head down and bit the soft flesh of your neck, he groaned when you moaned his name. When he hooked a finger with the band of your shorts, you held his wrist.

He quickly stopped his actions and looked at you, cupping your cheeks and shock visible on his face. You chuckled at his reaction and he worriedly asked you, "Is there something wrong?"

It's not like you haven't done this before with him but there was something for which you wanted to wait.

"Can you wait for one more day?"

"Before our anniversary?"

You nodded and he smiled before pecking your lips.

"Of course, I can."

The day before the celebration. You asked them if you could go out. They felt as if they did something wrong that you were taking permission like a child. You bit your lips and stared at them when they were all similarly staring back at you.

Taeyong broke the awkward moment, "I think someone should speak."

"You did just now."

He glared at Jaehyun, who looked away holding back his laugh. The others snickered and you laughed loudly. All of their attention turned back at your standing figure in an elegant knee length dress.

"You all can go with me."

"We?" Winwin asked you and you quickly nodded.

"So?"

They all looked at each other before agreeing and stood up. The one that was hesitant to come near you was Jaehyun. When they all walked towards the door, conversing and joking among them, he remained at the same place. He felt someone entangled a hand with his and when he looked down at his side, you were smiling brightly at him.

"Let's go, my prince."

"Y/n...you.."

You pulled him towards the door. But he was staring at you like a lost man, who knew nothing other than the directions you would give him. He smiled when he noticed the dress you were wearing was the one he gave you on your birthday last time.

"I'm trying to forget about that day so please don't remind me."

He stopped in his track and you turned towards him, "what happe-"

He pressed his lips to yours. He was laughing between the kisses when you were trying to say something. He pulled apart and you glared at him before looking at your appearance on the phone screen.

"you ruined my lipstick."

"I would have ruined you but it's okay coz it's just the lipstick for now."

"Jae..." you groaned but he grabbed your chin softly and other hand quickly went up , a finger wiping away the smudged out portion and then patted your cheek with the clean fingers.

"you look beautiful like always."

Doyoung came back and pulled you both towards the car.

The car ride was fun. Except for Jungwoo clinging onto your side ans asking you the same question repeatedly, "why can't we know the secret now? Please, y/n."

"I am surprised all of you are in a gang."

Taeyong chuckled, "don't add him. He doesn't do anything other than hacking and intruding other's business from his private place."

He scoffed in reply, "at least I keep company with our girl. Right?"

You nodded. It's not like they were not serious with their job. When the work mode is on, you wouldn't even match the people who are the same with the ones you are currently laughing with. Even you get scared. Okay, last time you really got.

Arriving at the mall, you quickly got out of the car to make a quick call with your friend. You told her to receive the perfumes and flowers from the shop tomorrow morning and keep them in the café. You wanted to celebrate your anniversary at the café and your friend was helping you to get all the orders ready for tomorrow so that today, you can spend your day with the boys.

You bought a lot of things, some necessary and some unnecessary. Jungwoo was with you and others went off to other places.

"you are buying us gifts but not letting us buy for you."

"tomorrow."

"Why? I can buy it today. Wait, I can buy for you everyday."

"Don't show off." You turned around to look at the dress when he picked one from the other row and handed it to you, "wear this tomorrow. This is so perfect."

"are you serious? Do you know my size?"

He smirked and bent to whisper in your ears, "I know every inch and curves how they would fit them and how it would be easy to rip off."

Your eyes went round and you hit his arm when he burst out laughing, "Jungwoo!"

You snatched the dress and walked towards the trial room and when you put on the dress, it seemed like it was the one for you. As if They will marry you tomorrow. Marriage...

Jungwoo knocked at the door and when you opened it, he pushed you inside and locked the door behind.

"what happened?"

"I don't want others to get to see you before me." his gaze moved and his breath hitched. You were looking more beautiful than he projected an imagery picture of you in the dress in his mind.

He pecked your lips and then your temple, "you look like mine. I love you, y/n."

"Always yours. I love you so much Jungwoo."

Done with the things you wanted to buy. Jungwoo went to where Jaehyun was and you were alone walking through the newborn section and smiling. You picked up a pink baby wrap towel and someone back hugged you.

"why are you buying this?" his deep voice sent a shiver down your body.

"I am not buying...just watching... they are so cute. Look at this, Taeyong."

He pressed a kiss on your cheek, "We can someday when we will have a baby."

You turned around when his arms dropped down, "it will be soon."

He smirked to see the excitement on your face, he tugged your hairs before raising a brow, "so am I getting the hint to spend some time with me and then we can expand our family. You and I and our daughter."

"you want a girl?"

"I'm fine with both but to have a girl. I love the idea of mini you running around the house and us all chasing her around."

You hugged him tightly, "I love you, Taeyong."

"I love you too, my princess."

"Wait for tomorrow, please."

"Of course."

You all went home after almost buying the whole mall and Jaehyun was casually showing off and showing smirks that he brought the costliest items. Oh boy! How wrong he is. He should just see the expenses of Taeyong. Winwin whispered to you that he would be sleeping with you because both of you haven't spent a night together. You agreed quickly.

After the dinner when you were going towards the room, Winwin asked you to go with him to the garden and of course, you would.

"So why are we here?" you were staring up at the sky while sitting on the outdoor swing with him by your side.

"I'm sorry." He muttered quietly.

"I know."

He turned towards you and shook his head, "don't forgive us so easily, y/n. we don't deserve it."

"Then don't say sorry. Stop reminding me about that. Think about tomorrow and let us enjoy the night."

He caressed your head, " you are the sweetest one. The innocent one in our life and I don't want to hurt you but still I did."

"And I forgive you."

He sadly chuckled and pulled you closer, "Can you tell me the secret for tomorrow?"

You stared at him and waited if he wanted to say something but when he didn't, you kissed his cheek and smiled, "No. You have to wait."

"Are you planning a surprise? For us?"

"Maybe...or something more than you can expect."

He furrowed his brows when you caressed his cheek softly, "see...you are the innocent one now."

"really?" he grabbed your neck and pulled you in for a hungry and deep kiss. You were laughing and clutching his shirt. His other hand was caressing your back and hands, melting you under his control. He pulled apart and started panting for air.

"And now?"

"still the innocent." As the words left your mouth, he swept you in his arms and turned round and round. Both of your laughs echoed in the garden.

"I love you...I love you...I love you, My innocent girl."

"I love you too, my innocent boy."

Your teasing made him tickle you in his hold and you laughed out more.

Taeyong was watching you from his balcony with the wine in his hand. He was smiling ear to ear seeing you so happy.

He would keep you safe till the end.

Finally THE DAY.

Winwin woke you up, calling out your name lightly and keeping you close to him. He peppered your face with kisses and you were giggling all the way when he scooped you in his arms and took you to the bathroom to get ready. You looked at the mirror and felt so happy, quickly did your morning routine before running down the stairs to greet your boys. But you could only find Doyoung at the table preparing the plates and decorating it with the final touch.

The house looked amazing.

"Don't tell me you all did this within a night."

"Then What do you think? You were blind to not notice it till yesterday?"

You reached near the table and when you went to pick up a pancake, he swatted your hand away and you whined.

"Let others come. No eating before greeting."

"No greetings to you."

You turned around and folded your hands above your chest, he chuckled and with slow steps went behind you and snaked his arms around, resting his head on your shoulder.

"Happy Anniversary, My love." He kissed your shoulder, the deep round neckline of the dress gave him access to your soft flesh. Your hairs were tied up and he kissed the crook of your neck and his teeth grazing the skin and licking the jaw, "I love you, y/n."

"Doyoung, I love you. Happy Anniversary."

He turned you around to kiss you. His kisses are always soft and takes his whole time to devour the moment. Just like now, he didn't care what others will see but he just wanted to show you his love for you.

You were smiling all the while but the sweet moment got interrupted by the one who could enter the place without any sound but to disturb you both, he purposely made sounds.

"Did I interrupt something?"

"Yes. My love life." Doyoung spat at him and groaned but didn't let you go when the other one laughed and came near you.

You pulled apart from the kiss and looked at Taeyong. The other one was back hugging you and nuzzling his nose into your neck.

Taeyong cupped your cheek, "happy anniversary, princess."

"Happy anniversary girl's dad."

"Huh?"

"Nothing." You laughed out and noticed Jungwoo and Winwin entering the place when one of them muttered a quiet happy anniversary to you because he was always shy in front of others but the other one had to make it dramatic.

"Everyone. Present here. Wait two are missing."

All of you were watching his stupid act, standing on the chair. He craned his neck to look at the stairs and waited for a few seconds before Mark and Jaehyun walked down with bright smiles on their faces.

"Okay here we have Mark and Jaehyun. Then We have Winwin at the table. Mr. Taeyong and Doyoung with our special girl, y/n." He stepped forward to you and took out a flower and kissed it before extending it to you, " a token of love for my precious soul."

"Thank you. Happy Anniversary to my dramatic love."

"Happy Anniversary, y/n." He pulled you away from the one hugging you and stepped towards the table.

You sat between Jaehyun and Mark and they both greeted you following with a smile and soft kiss. Doyoung cut a piece of the pancake and brought it to your lips. You chuckled and quickly ate it.

"Are these all for me?"you asked them.

"Yes. All for the special one." Mark excitedly said and kissed your cheek.

Winwin cleared his throat from across the table, "so what should we do today?"

"Give her the gifts."Mark proposed the idea but you quickly shook your head.

"No not now. My surprise is still left."

"Wait. Yeah, the secret. So tell me." Winwin happily nodded and stared at you.

"No. Get dressed. We are going to my cafe and then everything will be revealed."

"Promise?"

"Of course, Doyoung."

They all quickly dressed up in some denims or leathers but of course they were looking fine individually. You couldn't take your eyes from one of them. Are you even matching with them?

You looked down at your dress and Jungwoo grabbed your shoulders to face them.

"How is she looking?"

The moment their gaze fell on you, everyone stopped, everything was still, a look of adoration and love painted across their faces. They approached where you were shyly looking away when Jungwoo was keeping you in place.

"You look like my queen, love." Taeyong took your hand and kissed the back of your hand. Jaehyun kissed the side of your head and pulled you towards him, "well, we have something more to say but let's go to the cafe first."

"Then let's go."

It didn't take much time to reach the destination but as soon as you stepped inside the door. You started to feel nervous and that did get noticed by them. They were mesmerized by the wonderful decoration that you did and planned for the day. Somewhere, they felt sorry to even blame you for keeping secrets for this. Doyoung didn't leave your hand when you were showing around the details you organized which perfectly matched all six of their likings but the moment they came across the pink box with a letter on top of it. You stopped them.

"Wait!"

They all turned towards you.

"There's something I want to tell you."

Taeyong smiled at you, "go ahead."

"No. First you gave me the surprise and then I did so now it's your turn to tell me first and then I will. How about this?"

Mark smiled and approached you, hugging you from behind and then you noticed Taeyong pulling out a box from his leather jacket.

"Woah! What's that?"

"It's-"

“Y/n!”

"Y/n!"

You knew your friend's voice and when you heard her screaming from outside, you ran towards the door and pushed it open.

The boys shouted out your name but you didn't listen and searched for your friend outside the cafe.

There was no one.

No one on the silent and peaceful afternoon street. You felt weird because you were so sure that you heard your friend call out for you so many times.

Are you hearing things?

You felt someone watching you. You looked in each direction but you couldn't see anyone. The boys already exited the cafe.

"Who was there?" Winwin asked while looking around.

"I heard my friend calling for me."

"Then where is she?"

"I don't know."

Doyoung stepped in front of you and held your wrist, "let's go inside. Maybe she was fooling around."

You nodded and turned around with them.

But the moment you took a step.

All of you heard a gunshot.

What happened?

"Ah...D-doyoung."

"Y/n!"

As soon as they saw you, blood was flowing out of your chest. You got shot? Who shot you? They frantically looked around but there was no one in their sight. Doyoung sat on his knees when he felt your limp body leaning on him.

"It's okay, y/n. I will save you. Just wait for a while. We will take you to the hospital soon."

He held your hand when Mark was searching for a way to stop the flow of blood. But his mind was not working and processing the things to do.

The day started with so much joy and love but suddenly what just happened?

Both of the men by your side were scared. Scared to lose you. You were fighting back the urge to seep into sleep but clutched his hand tightly to stay awake. Mark was repeatedly telling you to keep your eyes open.

"Baring the car. Do it fast." Taeyong pushed Jaehyun towards the car but you weakly called out their names and asked them to come to you.

"Just take her to the hospital. Now!"

"Mark. No...I-i don't think I can make it."

"No no y/n. You can." He pressed your hand, which was clutching your chest.

"Taeyong, tell me what you wanted to say. Please"

"Let's go to the hospital."

you shook your head and looked at Winwin, "Can you bring me the pink box? please..." you coughed. Jaehyun already went to bring the car and you were clutching Doyoung's hand tightly. tears escaping your eyes even though you didn't want to cry. Winwin jogged inside the cafe and quickly he picked up the note and the box and wasting no more time, he went towards you.

"Get inside." Jaehyun opened the door for you all.

"Taeyong, tell me please."

he was hesitant to tell you at that moment but wasting unnecessary time means risking your life more. your breath was heaving and Mark was trying his best to keep you awake. Winwin approached the scene and when you noticed him, you weakly smiled at him.

But Taeyong pulled out the black box from his jacket and opened it. your glistening eyes blinked slowly, everything was blur, you could feel a small thing placed on your palm. Taeyong took your hand away from Doyoung's shirt.

you brought the thing closer to you.

It's a ring.

before you could say anything. you all entered the care. you were still looking at the ring. When Jungwoo noticed your fixed gaze on the ring and your grip was about to loosen. He curled your fingers and held your fist tightly.

Taeyong held back his tears and weakly said from the passenger seat, "we were going to ask you to marry us. A proposal ring."

you heard them. you wanted to say a lot of things but you couldn't. you wanted to say something else at the moment.

"Winwin, give the box to Taeyong." he was quick to follow your words. Jaehyun was often glancing at you from the rear mirror and to the front. their base hospital is a bit far away and they couldn't risk you reaching there so whatever problem they have to face, they were going to if they had to go to the city hospital.

Winwin kept the note in his hand and it was shaking in his hold.

"trust me...i love you......" you weakly whispered but the one holding you heard it.

"Y/n...y/n...don't close your eyes...please..hey stay awake."

you didn't open your eyes.

nor you were clutching his hand.

"y/n..."

"drive faster!" Taeyong almost shouted at him.

Mark hesitatingly asked, "what's inside the box?"

Taeyong stared at it for a while and then when he opened it. A tear dropped inside the box. Jaehyun's breath hitched and looked at you but your eyes were closed.

"Y/n...baby..."

aren't you going to smile at him? atleast for the last time.

Congratulations! It's a girl.'

Mark snatched the box from him and his eyes went wide. he urged the other to open the note and there it was, you have ranted everything like always and in the end,

'I collected some flowers for each day after I got the news of pregnancy. I could tell you earlier but I wanted to say it on a special day. I am not hiding anything from you except this. Just trust me. I want to give it to you all as a surprise.'

Jungwoo brought your hand to his lips to plant a kiss.

Doyoung pressed a kiss on your temple, "I trust you."

Are you just going to leave them now?

They won’t trust anything anymore when you didn’t even say the final goodbye.

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can i be your boyfriend?

pairing! seo changbin x fem! reader

genre! angst with fluffy ending

synopsis! when changbin keeps his feelings for his bestfriend a secret until his friends tease a confession out of him

wc! 940

changbin’s eyes followed your figure. you were dancing around the kitchen with felix making brownies. he loved how well you got a long with his friends. “you make it so obvious dude it’s kind of sad.” jisung spoke. changbin glared at the boy. “make what obvious?” he asked. “that you like her.” chan budded in. jisung laughed at changbin’s shocked face. “i-i do not.” he tried to defend himself he did. however he couldn’t deny the flutter of his heart and the butterflies in his stomach.

“why don’t you just tell her?” chan asked. changbin was quiet. “i can’t.” jisung rolled his eyes at the boy. “and why not?” changbin shrugged his shoulders. “because it’s not true.” he yelled gaining the attention of the rest of the household. “what’s not true?” felix asked curious. “apparently changbin hyung’s feelings for our y/nie.” jeongin answered from having been eavesdropping on the conversation.

your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest. changbin caught your eyes before you quickly turned your attention back to the brownie batter. “don’t mind them y/n they’re being stupid.” changbin tried. you let out a small laugh. “yeah of course silly boys.” you dumped the batter into the baking dish. changbin caught onto your off putting attitude. you were quiet and moved away from his tries for cuddles during the movie.

changbin felt like an asshole.

since that night you haven’t answered his phonecalls. ignored his text messages. didn’t respond to his dms. changbin was pretty sure you blocked his phone number. it was quite the opposite though. you listened to every voice mail, read every text, and dm. you still had his number favorited your phone. it hurt to hear him apologizing for something and he didn’t even know what he did wrong.

you had enough of his constant phone calls and your voicemail was full. you gripped your phone and hit the green answer button. “what?” you snapped. “y/n? what has gotten into you? you ignore me for weeks then get nasty when you finally do answer. what’s going on?” he sounded tired. you sighed. “i don’t really want to talk about it.” the temptation to hang up was eating at you, but your heart wanted to hear him out.

“well i want to. i think i deserve to know why my best friend is ignoring me.” changbin sighed deeply and you heard rustling as he moved positions in what you could only assume was his bed. “please.” he pleaded. it was your turn to sigh. “changbin do you have any idea why?” you couldn’t bring yourself to just openly say ‘hey i like you and it hurt my feelings when you said you’d never see me that way.’

“no, i just know i hurt you and i’d like to know what i can do to make it better, to make us better.”

you couldn’t help the scoff that left you. “you don’t even know what you did. changbin i like you but you’d never see me that way.” you seethed. unable to hide the heartbreak any further. “w-what?” he was speechless. his heart was beating out of his chest. you liked him back? before he had the chance to plead his case the call ended.

you took his silence as confirmation of your feelings being unrequited.

it took changbin all of ten minutes to get from the dorm to your apartment. your sobs covered the door bell so he used his key to get in, the key he promised to only use in emergencies. to changbin you crying was always an emergency. a major one since the tears were over him.

he quickly made his way to your room, were you were in a ball under the blankets. he seen your figure shaking and the sound of your sobs shattered the last few pieces of his heart. “y/n.” he spoke softly. you jumped and pulled the blanket off your head. even with your hair sticking up in different directions and your eyes swollen and puffy, you were still the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

“changbin w-what are you doing here?” your voice was shaky. changbin took a few steps before sitting next to you on the bed. “y/n you never even let me reply.” he started but you cut him off. “sorry i didn’t want to hear you reject me.” you seethed flopping down and pulling the blanket over yourself once again.

“will you let me finish please?” he sighed. you shrugged under the covers. changbin placed his hand on your hip and rubbed your leg comfortingly. “before you hung up on me, i was going to tell you that i like you too, not even i love you.” you peeked out from the blanket and looked at changbin who already had his eyes on you.

“you do?” you asked. “yeah i do.” he replied. you sat up and wrapped your arms around his neck. changbin gripped your hips and pulled you onto his lap. his hands slipped under your shirt and he caressed your skin. you locked your hands around his neck. your forehead rested against his. “y/n i love you so much.” he whispered. his lips brushing against yours. “i love you too.” you finally connected your lips to his.

changbin’s grip on your hips tightened and he pulled you closer to him. “y/n?” he asked as you pulled apart. “yeah.” you mumbled chasing his lips after the kiss. “can i be your boyfriend?” you giggled smacking his chest before capturing his lips against yours again. “yes.”

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"Why haven't you made a move on me?"

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When it comes to relationships I tend to wait it out a bit before even making a move. Of course, you don't want to scare anyone off. Just like any other man, I am a dog. But at the end of the day, I wholeheartedly love like one too. Although, I've never been one for timing and keeping this whole "good" guy act can be pretty tedious for my partner. When you're around me, I tend to have an effect on people. I guess being overly flirty or suggestive can take quite a toll. That toll begins build up and you're left wanting. But even then, I can't really take a hint because I don't want to ruin anything.

"Oh? You didn't tell me you were dropping by... Make yourself at home... I just have to finish these documents and I'll be right with you... Oh! Since you're here... perfect timing by the way... Do you wanna stay over for dinner...? My family is visiting and have been dying to meet yo-... I... uhm... Is something wrong? You seem... upset... Did I do something? Sorry... Excuse me? What? Why... haven't I... touched you...? Well... No! What? You're plenty attractive... I just... haven't thought about it much... Why rush forever? Right? Listen... I love you... I just didn't know if it was the right time... Okay? I'm sorry for brushing it off... It must be really bugging you since you're bringing it up... Would a kiss suffice? Not as romantic as I like it to be but... it's a start... Would you like that? Yeah? Ahahah... Alright... Don't go getting nervous on me now... Stay still... How was that? Feel better? More? Greedy... Bad... But fine... I guess you do deserve it... Hahaha... Feels good? Yeah? Hahaha... Alright alright... That's enough for today... The rest will come naturally... Oh c'mon don't pout at me like that... You're really stubborn, you know that? Hmmmm... Fine... but we're going to do it my way... and you're going to listen... That means no bratting... No complaining... I am free to do whatever I want today... and in exchange, I'll give you what you want... You just have to wait until my family leaves... Deal? Good... You're going to have to wear this... Mhm... A skirt... I was saving it as a gift but I guess to commemorate our first time together... I might as well give it to you now... Try it out... Nice, right? Hahaha... You should wear it tonight... Although these have to come off... You heard me... Take em off... No panties during the duration of dinner... Can you do that for me? Orrrrr I could always just take my sweet ass time... but you can't wait, can you?"

Okay. I may have the tendency to push a few buttons at times, but can you really blame me? You're telling me, you wouldn't? Especially when they're asking so earnestly about something so depraved? Just a teeny tiny push to seal the deal. A bit sadistic of me to watch her squirm around; tugging on her little skirt as far as she can. Hiding all the bits and pieces. Her gaze fixated on whether or not her lower half was presenting itself. Again. How could I not tease her?

"And where do you think you're going? Hahaha... Dude... What? Why are you backing up? I'm not going to bite... Just a little kiss before my family arrives... Okay? Two minutes promise... Mhm... No other funny business... C'mon let's sit on my bed... Just sit right here... It's okay... Lower your hips... Why are you hovering?... It's fine... Have you ever made out before? Yeah? Then relax, silly..."

Starting us off slow, I pulled her in by the chin placing soft lips against one another. Restlessly overlapping. An almost innocent sight, despite the fact, that her cunt was directly rutting against my thigh; causing her slick pussy to emanate with such an indecent sound. Something quite difficult to ignore causing her to pull back in embarrassment. However, in my excitement, I found myself chasing after her eagerly locking lips to regain the sensation that was lost. Similar to that of a drug, the withdrawal was all too much. Truth be told, it was way over the time limit that I had suggested. It wasn't like she was complaining. Then again, she couldn't really protest with my tongue down her mouth. Sounds like a skill issue. I guess more for me. Or so I thought. Until I heard my family calling out for me.

"I know... I know... I'm sorry to leave you wanting... but we have things to do... Listen... It'll be a quick dinner... and you'll have your reward, alright? I'll fuck you silly to your heart's content... Now... Freshen yourself up while I let them in... I call for you... Looks like everything is in order... Alright... Hey! Sorry for the delay... I just had to make sure all the food was ready... I didn't want to burn our meal... Yes yes... I have been taking care of myself? Oh? She's in the restroom right now... Hey... Hun? You there? There you are... Family... This is her... Isn't she beautiful? Okay okay... Let's not swarm her... You'll give the little thing a panic attack... Why don't we go eat before the food gets cold, yeah? I hope you guys are hungry cause I know I am... You can ask all the questions over dinner..."

The dinner went pretty well. We all caught up, exchanged stories. We discussed future plans and embarrassingly enough were asked how many grandkids they'd be expecting. Three by the way. You know, the same old questions the parentals ask. She was doing pretty well with socializing. I was proud of her. Up until my fingers crept up her skit. Hey. I was bored. I needed something to pass the time. It's like playing with a fidget toy. The toy being her clit. And the fidget being her, shaking in her seat. A little after I had to take control of the conversation again to keep suspicion off us. Unfortunately, our short dinner wasn't so short. My family tends to lounge around after eating a whole bunch. They found themselves comfortable in my living room; keeping themselves busy with our television while I slaved away in the kitchen.

"Hey, hun... Could you help me out with the dishes real quick? Thank you... Here... I'm just going to get something... Just relax... If you don't lower your voice, they'll catch us... I'm just going to have a little... desert... Lemme know if they get off their seats, okay? It's fine... I promise... They're not going to be able to see us... The entire counter is blocking us... Okay?"

Quietly, I nestled down on one knee, before lifting her skirt up, burying myself in between her shaky thighs. A little reward was in order after making her wait so long. An intoxicating taste soon fills my mouth as I ran my tongue along her wet cunt. Her hand quickly covered her mouth, trapping away her tasteful moans. Tempting me to eat away at her efforts of morality. Despite my warnings, I wanted to hear more of her. I wanted the entirety of her weight pressed against my face as her legs buckled from pleasure. Her hands wrapped around my hair pulling me in deeper. Feeling the passion between her thighs get even hotter. I was focused. I kiss the droplets dripping down her thighs. Ensuring not a single drop of her was wasted. If it were my choice, I would've done this for hours. Unfortunately, we were quickly interrupted by my family probing about my whereabouts.

"I'm here... A spoon fell while we were washing the dishes... Did you guys need something? No? Oh okay... Are you guys going home yet? It's getting kind of late... Hang out? I guess... We'll be there in a bit... Phew... Almost got caught... Youuuuu okay? Hey hey... Be pissed all you want... You loved it... Hahaahah... Thanks for the meal..."

It was apparent how much of my teasing took a toll on her. She was unable to stand upright. Even during our little hangout with my family, she leaned against me burying her face into my chest. Her thighs rubbed against one another to ease the constant throb. Her mind was in a complete daze unable to hold a conversation. Whimpers slowly leak out of her; pawing at my chest looking for some sort of relief. Should I take her to the bathroom? No. We would be too loud. Our only option was to bide our time.

"She's just feeling off... Must've been something she ate during dinner... I should probably bring her to the room or something... No? You sure? I think you need some rest... Ugh... You're so stubborn sometimes... Sorry... She can get a little clingy when she's sick... Oh? You guys are leaving? Uhm... Alright... I'm sorry for calling it early tonight... Yeah... I'll take care of her... Don't worry...We'll make sure to drop by... Hun, you gonna be okay for a few more minutes? We should see them off... You got this..."

While supporting her, we made our way down to the doorway and waved bye to my family. A matter of seconds felt like an eternity for us watching them wave and drive away. As soon as their car was out of sight, I quickly shut the door behind us. Lifting her against the wall and pressing my cock against her entrance. Kissing each other as if we hadn't seen each other in ages. The shrill shriek in her voice echoed throughout the room; thrusting into her as deeply as possible. Taking a moment to catch our breaths and feeling each other. Our eyes finally meet and exchange a soft laugh between the both of us before kissing each other once again.

"Fuck... Hahhaa... Sorry for the wait... Y-you okay? Yeah? I just want you to know that... I really really... really wanted to fuck you... I just didn't want to ruin anything between us... I'm a horny bastard... but I always imagined having you strut around in only an apron... so I could fuck you senseless whenever I pleased... Do it? Fine... Tough talk for someone who can't walk straight... Yeah yeah... You ready? Mhm..."

I wouldn't be so surprised if my neighbors called the cops on us. The sounds we made while fucking were indescribably horny. Lifting her up and down my cock like a personal fleshlight. Jerking myself off with her body. Pressing all my weight against her with the wall behind her back. Filling her womb with all my love. Pulling out only to fill her back up once again to fuck the cum back into her. If anyone were to walk in right now, they'd be in full view of the show. I highly doubt that we had the patience to walk ourselves to the bedroom. Her legs locked around my waist, we find ourselves on the floor in full motion of a mating press. Plunging my member to her deepest depths; kissing the very base of my length. Sending shockwaves. I wanted nothing more than to satisfy her desires. Making our first together a memorable one. In protest, her hands wander to my chest attempting to stop the ravenous pace. Grabbing both hands I placed them atop her; pinning them down. Driving my hips into her despite her constant pleas. Ensuring that her cunt was perfectly formed to my cock.

"F-fuck... fuck fuck fuck... Hahaha... Stop? You can't just expect me to stop... That's cruel... You just feel so good, hun... I can't help it... Hey... It's okay... I know you're sensitive... How many times was that... 3... 4? C'mon hun... You can take it... Just be a good... fucking... girl... and be pretty for me... No? But this is for you, remember? Hahaha... You just couldn't fucking wait, could you? Seeing as how you wanted this... I'm going to fuck as I please... This is your life now... You did this to yourself... Now... Who's my pretty little fuck pet?"

Somehow we found ourselves in every part of the house. Fucking. Kissing. Groping. You name it. There was never a minute that we weren't doing something. Even if I was completely worn out, I had her warming me up for the next session. Grinding. Licking. Sucking. Giving me enough time to recover. The sensation of my cock getting hard while it sat so peacefully in her mouth. Her soft, warm tongue caressing my swollen cock. An insatiable throb quakes in her mouth. Wrapping her hair around my fist, having her bob so intently. Fucking the back of her throat without relent. Even after the abuse I've given her, she still finds the energy to kiss it as if relaying a "Thank you". Leaving me with a disposition to reward her even further for such good behavior. I leaned in to hold her face assuring her of all her effort before carrying her off to bed. Our hearts beating so roughly, just a minute ago. Only to be in complete sync. My fingers running gently through her hair. Sweet words of praise. Kisses so softly planted on her forehead wishing her the sweetest of dreams. Love and lust in complete harmony.

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Please take care of yourself,

Honey

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