#why feel sad alone when you can feel sad together
totallyawr1t3r · 2 days ago
Can I request a Yandere Madrigals but the reader is Isabella's twin but she has powers like poison ivy and likes to flirt and mess with the townspeople just to get a reaction out of them
Yandere Madrigals with Isabela's Twin:
Despite not acting like Isabela, everyone still considered you another 'Perfect Golden Child' much to your complaint.
But you've learned to deal with it.
And even though your family hates it, you enjoyed flirting with each and every single one of the villagers. It was like a fun little game to you, as they just melted into your touch.
It was even funnier to watch them try and flirt back.
Julieta had scolded you a few times about it, saying you really shouldn't play with people's hearts. But you always shrugged her off. 
Of course you didn’t know the real reason why she didn’t like you flirting with them, you didn’t know the real reason why it bothered anyone in your family. You were somehow completely native to their actions, having to think it was normal growing up.
Isabela was the most jealous out of everyone. You were her twin, so that meant she was your first friend, which meant that you should be spending more time with her instead of wanting to flirt with some stupid sucker! She didn’t care to hide her dislike for your game, and often dragged you away from whoever you were busy trying to seduce, just so she could force you to hang out with her. 
The second most would be Camilo. He wanted some of his older prima’s attention too, he deserved it. He was your family, so that meant he should have had all your attention instead of people you barely knew for a few minutes just to break their hearts the next day. Camilo just wants to pull pranks with you.
Dolores would be forced to hear all your flirts with everyone, and it annoyed her to no end. Since she was only just a few months younger than you, you two grew up to be quite close. She was the person who you would go to when you had a problem, and some sad person wouldn’t leave you alone after you said no. That person’s secrets would be revealed the next day to everyone, and you would spend some extra time with Dolores after that.
Luisa doesn’t get why you do it, and ends up feeling like she doesn’t give you enough love and affection at home and that’s why you do all this. So, she’s gonna be holding you tightly, telling you how much she cares about you, and forces you to spend time with her in her room.
Mirabel gets annoyed watching you flirt with everyone you see, and then just guilt trips you into spending time with her instead. She doesn’t have a gift, and that’s why you don’t wanna be seen with her right? It makes your big sister instincts kick in, and you’re immediately leaving behind the person you were just flirting with, and hugging her, telling her about how much you will forever love her no matter what.
You keep Antontio far away, whenever you’re busy seducing someone. Not wanting to dirty his mind when he was 5 years old. But that’s his plan. Whenever he hears from one of his animals that you’re trying to get with someone, he always making sure he’s right there so that you stop. It gets him extra time with you.
Your parents, Julieta and Agustín always gave you a look of disappointment whenever they catch you flirting with someone new each day. They didn’t mind you possibly dating someone, but you were just playing with people’s hearts. So it made them wonder if you were getting enough attention, like Luisa thought. So when you’re around them, they’re making sure you know they fucking love you.
Pepa, and Félix were kinda the same. They saw the flirting as a cry for attention, and they were trying their best to help that cry. Pepa would always pull you away so you two can read together, while Félix tries to teach you some more dances. 
Bruno has tried to talk you out of it, even showing you a few visions on why you should stop. But you never really listened to him, and he just finally gave up. But you made it up to him by watching a few of his rat telenovelas with him.
Alma tried her best to ignore your behavior for awhile, until she saw you bring someone home, and while you two never did it, she thought it could lead to that point and wanted to put it to a stop. She cared for you deeply, and was perfectly fine with you finding true love, but this wasn’t how it was done. And once she learned you weren’t going to stop, she ordered everyone that wasn’t apart of the Madrigals to stay away from you, and everyone listens to Alma.
But you still somehow managed to flirt with a few unlucky souls. So the family had to take matters into their own hands. Alma had started to order Casita to keep you locked either in your room or just to keep you from leaving. Which had caused an argument to spark between you two, and since it was just you against 12. You didn't stand a chance of winning.
You probably thought you could use your gift to escape right? Nope. For some reason it just stopped working, and you were suddenly giftless besides when Alma needed you to do something if Isabela was busy.
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ohnoihopeidontfall · a day ago
I Built A Home For You And For Me, Until It Disappeared From Me And From You
Authors note: Ayo, I am so sorry to do this to your boy Levi, (poor baby can never just have a happy ending, huh?), but this song makes me think of him for some reason and then I thought of this and just...I need someone to share the pain with. Also, first time writing for Levi, let me know what you think! Should I write for him more? In celebration of AOT being back, MAPPA doing the manga justice, my ongoing love for Levi, and for the pain we are all about to go through.
Warnings: sad, minor spoilers, death
Characters: AOT Levi
Summary: Levi never did get to tell you about the home he built for you to grow old in together.
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Levi had never really given any consideration to having his own place with a family. Sure he entertained the idea of owning his own tea shop from time to time, but it was never that serious. It couldn’t be. Thoughts like these are dangerous to have when you might not even be alive tomorrow. And yet, Levi finds himself alone in a shell of a house.
Against his character, he lowers himself to sit on the floor, legs hung over unfinished decking that connects to the kitchen and the garden. The idea was, that one day he could sit in the same position, sipping on tea from one of his new fine china cups while watching the kids play in the garden under your favourite tree. The tree you had specifically talked about in your dreams for after the war. A beautiful cherry blossom tree with neatly kept grass for hot summer days when you would read to him, while he would just watch.
A warmth spreads through Levi as he thinks about the way that you’d call his name as he returns from a long day at the tea shop, complaining about how incompetent his workers are, even though he was the one that hired them, and about how the customers are too indecisive and should just know what they want. He would think about how during all the complaining, you would just watch lovingly, warm hands carefully placing themselves on his scarred face, thumbing gently under his eyes where bags are starting to form. He’d crawl to a stop with his words and stare back at you, suddenly encompassed in the feeling of being safe and warm, the feeling of being at home. You’d kiss him lightly, gently pulling yourself away, turning towards the kitchen as you softly tell him to go run a bath, you’ll bring the tea.
He loves you.
He loves you, and that’s why the sight of your tired body lying in a field, the appearance of blood, almost as if it had been painted on your body, while you smile at him, teary eye’d and still saying it’s ok, is killing him. Killing Levi faster than the wounds adorned over the entirety of his body.
Humanities strongest no longer feels like humanities strongest, and he accepts that this is it. He never did go to the house, it never became anything other than an empty shell, and he never told you. He just accepts it. No more fight left in him after so long of pushing, Levi pulls. Keeps you close together until the very end, making sure you understand that he loves you, even though he doesn’t say it.
Maybe in the next life, he’ll climb that tree in the garden, he thinks. He’ll tell you that he loves you unapologetically. Show you the shell of the house he built for the both of you, and maybe your future children. Levi likes the thought of that. But for now it’s time to leave…and turn to dust.
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baby-rammstein · 2 days ago
Glamrock Freddy x Reader
I haven't been on Tumblr in years. I just made a new account to *maybe* get back into writing fanfiction? I'm still unsure, but decided to write a little something to test the waters. I've been reading so many good Security Breach fics (I'm in LOVE with Glamrock Freddy lmao). I always think of how hard it would be to actually be involved with an animatronic, so I wrote something a bit hurtful and sad. It's real quick, but to the point. Hope someone enjoys it lol.
"When a person feels love, it's, well- it's hard to explain. You feel it in your heart," I placed my hand on his metal chest. It was cold and hard...and silent.
"How do you feel love, Freddy?" I asked.
He seemed caught on the question. It wasn't like him to not have an answer, and to be honest, I wasn't sure I was ready for it.
It was something weighing on my mind a lot lately.
"Y/N, Why do you have that look on your face?" he asked.
"I-" my hand reached up to graze the side of his face.
"Freddy," I swallowed, feeling like I had a ball stuck in my throat, "tell me the truth. Can you feel me?"
He was silent for what felt like an eternity.
"I'm afraid I cannot feel you, Y/N."
His eyes shifted to the side, "I know that you are touching me. I can see that you are. But I do not feel you."
I looked away. My eyes were stinging and I could feel the warm tears ready to overflow.
"Superstar, please don't be sad. Was it something I did?"
I looked up to him, trying to find something more in his glowing eyes than just an AI that was created to feel almost human. Almost.
"No, Freddy. You've done nothing wrong. It's-" I shook my head, unable to find the right words.
"You're doing everything right. It's just how you were programmed. You were meant to entertain children and make this company money, not fall in love with a human."
I could barely hold myself together.
"At the end of the day, you're a computer. I'll go home alone and you'll be here. I will never forget you, Freddy, but I need you to do something for me," I couldn't make eye contact.
"Anything, Y/N."
I've never seen him look so sad. How could something put together by the hands of man look so upset? Freddy is metal and wires. How could this be so hard?
"Erase me from your memory."
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untilwedont · 2 hours ago
Baking Gone Wrong
Pairings: Vinnie Hacker x Male!Reader
Warnings: Smut, Dom!Vinnie, Sub!Reader, praise kink,
Summary: When baking turns into something better
A/N: Im gonna post 2 smut stories at the same time (This one and another one) because I just wanna find out which one will do better lol
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N/M = Nickname
M/N was watching tiktoks on his phone while he was laying on Vinnie's bed. Vinnie had been streaming all day and they had hardly spent any time together. M/N sighed. He was bored of watching tiktoks and wanted to hang out with his boyfriend. M/N got out of bed and went over to Vinnie. He tapped his shoulder and took off his headphones. "Vinnieee, can we please hang out now? You've been streaming alll day and we've hardly spent any time together today." M/N pouted. "Alright baby, just because you asked so nicely." Vinnie smiled at you. You looked at his chat and noticed everyone saying hi to you. Vinnie and you had let the internet know you guys were dating a long time ago and to your surprise everybody loved you. You smiled and waving goodbye to them.
Vinnie ended the stream and got up. "Alright N/M, what do you feel like doing?".."Hmmmmmm, oh! Why don't we bake brownies together? I love baking things with you!" "Alright baby, your wish is my command" he smiled at you and held your hand. You guys were both home alone because everybody was out running errands. "Okay, sooo it says to grab 2 eggs. Grab a bowl and place the brownie mix in the bowl... blah blah blah, we've made brownies plenty of times before." Vinnie said tossing the box. As you were pouring the brownie mix into the bowl you grabbed a small bit and said to Vinnie "Babe, you got some brownie mix on you." "What, where? I don't see any mix." "its rightt.. there!" you said as you threw the small portion of brownie mix onto vinnie
Vinnie laughed, "Babe!". He grabbed some brownie mix and threw it on you. I'm pretty sure he through way more on you then you did with him. "Vinnie that was way more then I threw on you!" you laughed. Vinnie just laughed and grabbed your waist. He pulled you closer and started kissing you. You smiled and soon those few kisses turned out into a whole makeout session. Somehow Vinnie had gotten all worked up from kissing you. He went from your lips to your neck, then started to give you hickeys, trying to find your sweet spot. "Vin.. what about the brownies?" you said, slightly moaning. "The brownies can wait". He picked you up and set you down on the counter then started making out with you again. "Do you really think having sex in the kitchen is appropriate, Vin? "Fine, we can take this to the bedroom." He said picking you up once again.
He laid you down on the bed and started taking of his shirt, you did the same. "God M/N, you look like an angel." Vinnie said to you admiring your body. You began to blush, Vinnie always knew how to make you flustered. Once every piece of clothing was stripped from both your guy's bodies, Vinnie got on top for you and started making his way down your body, leaving small kisses in the process. He stopped once he made it to your ass. He looked up at you for permission, and you nodded letting him know he could keep going. Once he saw your nod, he started to eat you out. Your moans were like music to his ears. He looked up at you and saw your eyes closed and your head thrown back. He loved knowing he could pleasure you so easily. His hand made his way up to your member and started to stoke it slowly. "Ngh, fuck Vinnie!". He smiled, continuing to eat you out.
"Vinnie.. I'm getting close!". After you said that, he stopped what he was doing completely and got up. "Vinnie, what the hell? How come you stopped?" You said a little sad. "Baby, we haven't even gotten to the fun part yet." Just as he said that, he spit on his hand and started to lube his member. "Are you ready baby?" Vinnie said, making sure you didn't want to stop or anything. You nodded and he lined himself up with your hole. He slowly entered you. One he was all the way in you, he let you get used to his length before going any further. "I'm ready.." He nodded and starting going back and forth, slowly thrusting himself inside you. "Mph, please go faster vin!" He smiled at you, "Your wish is my command, prince." Just as he said that he started going more faster and rougher. "You're doing so good for me, prince." He knew you loved when he would tell you how good you were doing.
"Fuck baby, im getting closer." "Cum inside me, please." His thrusts got faster and faster. He tossed his head back and released inside of you. He waited a few seconds before pulling himself out of you. "You did amazing baby, just like you always do." He smiled at you. You smiled back and kissed him on the nose. You both heard the front door open and heard some voices downstairs.
"Hey M/N and Vinnie.. uh... why's there brownie mix down here?"
A/N: omg i honestly cringed while making this. I'm still trying to get used to writing smuts with words I don't usually use. Anyways I hope you guys enjoyed lol
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quietbirdee · 9 days ago
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burnout makes the week last longer...
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svnnydrop · a year ago
Does any other disabled person get the overwhelming stress/urge to get your life together even tho like... whats expected is what able people can do, so you have to just sit there like
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#everyone.. expects me to be able to just DO shit and get my life together #im fucking. 22 and disabled like i dont. i dont know what to do. #and everything theyre asking kf me is shit that i like cannot physically or emotionally do #oof #anyway im sad lmao ive been really struggling the past three weeks #idk whats up but i feel really really fucking bad #its fine when im distracted but #idk when im just laying alone im reminded that im genuinely just fucked up #like all of its fucked up #what do you even do about that #what the fuck am i supposed to do #why cant anyone give me direct instructions because my brain is so fucking up that i like #cant fucking figure shit out on my own #i literally cant read/remember/calculate numbers at all. i get words wrong. i cant understand people sometimes #how am i supposed to work a new job where theyre going to expect more out of me #but i have a feeling my time at t.rg.t is running out lmao #i have #a lot going on right now #and i kinda feel like im drowning a little and its not even like people arent helping or anything its just #i.. dont know if people can help. im.. supposed to be able to do normal shit but i just like #fucking cant???? #it hurts. my brain eont focus. my brain wont shut up. my brain gives me intrusive images of trauma. it gives me intrusive images of self #harm #it gives me distressing thoughts 24/7 #I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT THE POINT OF THIS POST IS TBH IM JUST. #im struggling and i dont knoe what to do about it #my body hurts #im going to bed #negative #mic.vent
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joyalrelly · a year ago
. Why do I still feel like you don't like me
#decluttering #even if you have told me you wull reasure me as many times i need .even if i say im alone and sad and that you are willing to make it better #even if we are together . but maybe its because i want to be loved the way i love and a little more a little different too #maybe because i think about you and want to talk to you at any chance i have and you don't (?). or at least i feel like you don't #and what if i deed you don't . but when we are talking and i need something tou are willing to give and listen #is it that i am the one who does not know how to receive your love . ir is it that you dont love me #i feel like you have yet to like me and love me . and even then you say you do and that i simple #and thag you do things because you like to/like me . and yet yesterday i cried because i was very tired and felt lonely #and we talked about trying to talk more frequently and you trying to be dine wt #done with your chores so you can play and let me keep you company . and to set a regular schedule for calls every weekend or every other #week or as much as I'd like to . and yet i dint feel like you like me or want to be with me #i feel like you are nice but not necessarily kind . but what if you are and i cant see it #i believe love is simple and we can understand it and see it and feel it even if we are bad at it . so when i cant do any #restlesness settle and i cry and i feel lonely and i doubt it all . if love is simple and i am allegedly loved or liked or appreciated #why can't i feeo it . why do i fret . why do i cry #uncluttering
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hua-fei-hua · a year ago
*looks at my ao3 works page like narcissus gazing into the mirror pool*
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biggest-gaudiest-patronuses · 4 months ago
I suspect quite a few people on this site don’t realize they are struggling with the effects of chronic trauma. In particular I think more people need to learn about the symptoms of C-PTSD.
Distinct from general PTSD, Complex PTSD is caused by prolonged, recurring stress and trauma, often occurring in childhood & adolescence over an extended period of time. There are many risk factors, including: abusive/negligent caregivers, dysfunctional family life, untreated mental/chronic illness, and being the target of bullying/social alienation.
I’m not a mental health professional and I’m not qualified to diagnose anyone, I just remember a million watt light bulb going off in my head when I first learned about C-PTSD. It was a huge OH MY FUCKING WORD eureka moment for me—it explained all these problems I was confused and angry at myself for having. The symptoms that really stood out to me were:
Negative self-perception: deep-seated feelings of shame, guilt, worthlessness, helplessness, and stigma. Feeling like you are different from everyone else, like something is fundamentally ‘bad’ or ‘wrong’ with you.
Emotional avoidance of topics, people, relationships, activities, places, things etc that might cause uncomfortable emotions such as shame, fear, or sadness. Can lead to self-isolation.
Learned helplessness: a pervasive sense of powerlessness, often combined with feelings of desensitization, wherein you gradually stop trying to escape or prevent your own suffering, even when opportunities exist. May manifest as self-neglect or self-sabotage. (I remember watching myself make bad choices and neglect my responsibilities, and having no idea why I was doing it, or how to stop myself. Eventually I just stopped caring, which led to more self-neglect.)
Hyper-vigilance: always feeling “on edge,” alert, unable to relax even in spaces that should feel safe. May be combined with an elevated “flight” response, or feelings of always being prepared to flee. (I used to hide important documents and possessions in a sort of emergency go bag, even when I was living alone and there was no logical reason other than it made me feel “prepared.”)
Difficulty regulating emotions: may include mood swings, persistent numbness, sadness, suicidal idealization, explosive anger (or inability to feel anger and other strong emotions), inability to control your emotions, confusion about why you react the way you do.
Sense of foreshortened future: assuming or feeling that you will die young. Recurring thoughts that "I'll be dead before the age of 30/40/18/21 etc." As a teenager I used to joke darkly that I didn't plan to live past 30—not because I planned to end my life, but because I simply couldn't imagine myself alive and happy in the long-term. I couldn't imagine a meaningful future where I wasn't suffering.
Emotional flashbacks: finding yourself suddenly re-experiencing feelings of helplessness, panic, despair, or anger etc, often without understanding what has triggered these feelings. Often these flashbacks don’t clearly relate to the memory of a single event (since C-PTSD is caused by repetitive events, which can blur together), making them harder to identify as flashbacks—especially if you’ve never heard the phrase “emotional flashback” and don’t know what to look for. For years I just filed it under “sometimes I overreact/freak out randomly for no reason, probably bc I am just a terrible human being.” (It turns out there was very much a reason, it was just hidden in the past. I have since learned to be kinder and less judgemental towards myself.)
There are other symptoms too, here are more links with good info.
I’ve been meaning to write this post for awhile, because I’ve noticed that a lot of the people I interact with online have risk factors and experiences similar to mine. These include:
growing up in a dysfunctional household
having caregivers who do not fulfill basic emotional needs (do not provide consistent positive attention, encouragement, support, acceptance, communication, a sense of safety and security)
on a very related note, experiencing neglect or abuse at the hand of caregivers or other adults. I also want to emphasize the significance of emotional abuse, since it is hard to recognize, easy to ignore, and utterly rampant in so many communities. In general, family dysfunction, abuse & neglect are quite difficult to identify when you are a child/teen and that is the only “normal” you have known.
(For example, in my family it manifested as an emotionally absent father I was vaguely frightened of, constant nagging from a hypercritical mother, and a house full of people who yelled and screamed at each other. It took me years to realize I grew up in an abusive environment, because there was no physical violence, because I participated in the fighting, and because my behavioral problems made me the family scapegoat. And I internalized that guilt: I thought I was the problem. But no—I was a child, and I deserved not to grow up in a household full of anger and fear and negativity. You deserved that too. You deserved to grow up safe and loved and treated with kindness.) 
anyway back to more risk factors:
being neurodivergent or chronically ill (especially without receiving proper treatment/support/accommodation)
being queer (especially in a conservative or undiverse community, or without the support and acceptance of family & friends)
being the target of bullying or harassment (from peers, teachers, authority figures, irl, online, etc)
being isolated or alienated from peers, from family, from your wider community.
growing up with chronic anxiety, discomfort, pain, fear, or distress caused by any of the above and more.
There are many other experiences that can cause chronic trauma, but these are some particularly common ones I see people in my own community struggling with. And I want more people to be aware of this, because we’ve been taught to ignore and second-guess the significance of our traumatic experiences. We’ve been taught to feel guilty for our own pain, because “other people aren’t struggling, so I shouldn’t either” or (contradictorily) “other people have it worse, so I shouldn’t complain.” But that’s not how it works—you are not other people, and you deserve to have it better. We all deserve better. We deserve to be happy. We deserve not to be in pain.
I used to think I couldn’t have a trauma disorder because (I argued in my head) the things that happened to me weren’t that bad. And then I spent five years in therapy learning to accept the full extent of my issues. I’ve since learned that trauma comes in many forms, and can happen quietly, invisibly, silently, chronically, and usually without the survivor being aware of the long-term repercussions of what they are surviving. That revelation comes later, after you have survived and must instead learn to live.
Finally, no single type of trauma is more real or harmful than any other. Severity is measured by the way the individual is affected, and the same situations affect different people in different ways. Because no one gets to choose how their brain reacts to trauma. No one gets to choose their hurt—otherwise there would be a hell of a lot less hurting in the world.
We can, however, choose to seek help. We can learn to recognize when something is wrong, we can learn when to reach out to professionals, and we can learn to educate ourselves on our injuries.
And gradually, we can learn to heal.
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in-superbloom · 5 months ago
#why was i blessed with not one but two children as parents #just. why #things my mom got mad at me just today in less than 4 hours: #for going to the bathroom when she wanted to watch a movie we started together. no you didn't read that wrong #for saying that i didn't agree with her deciding to go today to my dad's house (we're going there tomorrow) #bc for one she can't sleep in any other bed that's not hers bc of her health issues. second bc my family around there hates her #and she never feels comfortable there. i mean it's my family and i haven't been there in almost two years shsjsj #from that you can imagine 🤠 #and third bc she can't even drink one beer when she's mad/sad bc she's already making the most stupid decisions you can think of #then she went on a rant about how she raised her kids with so much love an care and now they don't wanna see her happy <3 #i literally can't disagree with one idea she has and in her mind i'm already wanting to see her miserable #i swear living this long with her is what will drive me insane for good 🤠 #i love her man i really do. but she's too much almost everyday and i just need to be left alone sometimes #but she just doesn't understand or accept that. i can't be having one bad day that she already thinks i'm mad at her for some reason #everyday is a bad day for me but i rarely let it show exactly bc of this #but yeah living with your mom is fun 🤠 #she gave up on going to my dad's but now she's here drinking vodka so let's go be a nanny of the elderly <3 #all of this bc my brother had to make her mad once again 🥰 #even tho i can't even fully blame him this time bc she asked him something knowing the answer and still got mad all the same 🤷🏻‍♀️ #honestly. i'm drained #and with absolutely no energy to go see my family tomorrow 🤡 #if i get too drunk no one can blame me #my biggest entertainment tomorrow will be making my grandma mad bc i'll be drinking vodka ✌🏻😗 #i'm sorry if you read this lmao i just needed to put this out #alcohol mention tw #anna rambles
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jaehyunnie77 · 3 months ago
You're the One
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Summary: When a mutual dislike for each other turns into something more, just how far can things get complicated?
Pairing: Jaehyun x fem!reader (feat. Lisa, 127 members, Ten, Kun, Sicheng, Jackson, Naeun, Rose)
Genre: the holy trinity (filthy filthy smut, angst, fluff) | slowburn, enemies to ewb (enemies with benefits) to fwb to lovers!au, soulmate!au, college!au
Warnings: alcohol, swearing, sexual tension (a lot), fingering, bathroom sex, protected sex, rough sex, degrading, choking, spanking, couch sex, dom jaehyun, hair pulling, squirting, oral (male recieving), semi public sex (bathroom stall), masturbation (male), bathroom quickie, unprotected sex (reader is on birth control), car sex, slight sexting (not really), mentions of car accident and death (minor backstory), mention of food consumption, mentions of surgery
Word Count: 23.9k
Italicize are thoughts.
please be advised, this fic is heavily on smut. if you are a minor: do not interact.
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They say you're supposed to know who your soulmate is at least by the age of 21. They say you are to at least have a hint or know who they are. The stories you have heard of people finding their soulmate is truly comparable to a Disney movie of Prince Charming finding his Cinderella with a lost item, or a Nicholas Sparks movie/book, where the girl refuses to fall in love, but ends up doing so, just minus the sad scene. You have also heard stories about the invisible red string, hearing their voices, writings on their skin with a special pen, having constant dreams about them, premonitions, and same tattoo mark.
You have heard every single story regarding any of those, yet, you have never experience any of these "symptoms." You are 24 and get the same two questions from everyone; have you found your soulmate and when are you getting married. You are starting to believe he is either one, not born yet and cougar life chose you instead. Two, in a serious relationship, therefore, there isn't any real clues to zero in on. Three, a fictional character because why not. Four, probably got hit by a bus and the Universe is working hard to find their replacement. Lastly and probably the most realistic case scenario, you were destined to be alone and not have a soulmate.
You thought not having or meeting your better half would bother you, but truth is, it doesn't. It doesn't affect your daily life because it doesn't consume your mind 24/7 365 days on figuring out if every guy you pass is the one.
Relationships are messy. Plain and simple. All of your past relationships started off sweet then along the way it got messy to the point you don't even know what led up to the breakup. Though, out of all your ex's, there was only one who you thought was the one and who you call a close friend to this day.
Dong Sicheng. You met him when you were a sophomore in high school and had a few classes together. He was shy and sweet when you first started talking and along the way, you two were comfortable around each other without any more awkward silences. You dated for a year and a half and surprisingly, it was a mutual decision to be friends. You were thankful he was understanding and didn't throw a fit or a scene during your breakup.
It isn't that you didn't believe in love either because you really do, minus all your favorite couples from The Bachelor breaking up. It is just, you always had this logical thinking of 'if it happens, it happens' mentality, because realistically, nothing in life is always guaranteed. You wish you could wake up one morning and bam, your soulmate appears and live happily ever after, but sadly, that's not your case.
Once you figured out during your first year of college that finding your other half was slim, you went with the hookups and fuck buddies route. There were no commitments and no feelings involved. Just sex for a stress reliever.
On top of that, you don't think you would have time for a relationship anyway. Now that you were close to graduating, that is all you can think of - passing your classes, earning that degree, and having a stable life to support yourself.
Yeah, relationships are definitely not your top priority right now.
You just arrived in your apartment when your roommate Lisa jumps in front of you with a big smile and excited energy. She gives you an unexpected hug as you hug her back in confusion.
"Uhh, did I miss a celebration?"
She pulls away from you and her smile gets even wider, "Y/N, guess what?"
At that exact moment, your two other best friends, Mark and Jungwoo, pop out from the hallway and head towards the couch.
"Um you -"
"I found him! I finally found my soulmate! I was in the practice room going over my dance routine for the spring final and I heard his voice! I know, so cliché, but remember when I was telling I felt off and the universe was telling me something? Yeah! I think it for this exact moment. When I heard his voice, I freaked out and I thought I was just hearing things, but then I heard him again. Out of curiosity, I said something mentally and he freaked out too! And get this," she yanks your arm back and forth from all the excitement, "he goes to the same university. He's throwing a party tomorrow night and you have to go with me!" Lisa is radiating beyond excitement at this point. All you could do is look at her and feel that same happiness for her.
"I am so ecstatic for you Lis! You've literally have been manifesting for this moment for so long and now you get to meet him."
"So will you come to the party with me? Please." She gives you those puppy eyes with a tiny pout that she knows you can't resist.
Sighing you give in, "Yes, not only because you're dragging me, but I need to know if he's a good guy."
Lisa practically jumps up and down as she hurries off into her room on the other side of the wall squealing like a happy kid in a candy store. You laugh at her reaction and make your way to the boys who look annoyed. "What's the matter with you two?"
"She told this story four times already, while our Markie is going through it with his own dilemma." Jungwoo says patting Mark on the shoulders. Mark groans into the pillow in frustration as Jungwoo heavily sighs looking at you, "We saw Haru with another guy when we were waiting for Lisa. She looked ... happy."
Your jaw drops and your heart aches for the younger. "I am so sorry Markie. Have you two talked about what you will do if you want to be with other people?"
Mark shook his head, "No, I mean I thought we would be able to work it out or give it a chance at least. How can she do this to me?" Mark says the last part quietly. You give him a side hug just as Lisa walks back into the room and observes the sight in front of her.
"Okay, what happened?"
"Mark is going through it right now."
Lisa's eyes widen as she crosses the room to sit in front of the younger. "I'm so sorry I've been throwing around my happiness in your face. Markie, why didn't you say anything?"
"I didn't want to ruin your moment. You deserve it so much and I'll be okay. I promise." he smiles sadly.
"Do we have to kick her ass? Y/N and I will gladly do it too."
Mark chuckles lightly, but refuses any violence.
That is one reason why you aren't too phased about finding your soulmate, because what Mark is going through is one of the two downsides no one likes to talk about. People say if you and/or your soulmate decide not to be together, your connection will be broken.
In order for the connection to be removed, it requires surgery of a special kind. Once the procedure is over with, there is no going back to each other. You both would continue with your lives as if nothing happened and all the emotions would be permanently gone. However, if only one decides to remove the bond and the other refuses, the latter will live their life in agony and suffer from unrequited love.
The second deep dark secret no one wants to talk about is ... you won't get another soulmate.
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The next night came quicker than you anticipated as you stand in front of your closet figuring out ways to sneak out and have an excuse. In all honesty, you rather stay home and binge watch Grey's Anatomy on Netflix rather than get dressed and go to a party. You haven't gone out in months, so as you transform from comfortable clothes to Cinderella, you are completely out of your comfort zone.
"Stop overthinking. It's going to be so much fun. You need it. Mark definitely needs it. Jungwoo needs it and I certainly need it." Lisa says as you head downstairs where an Uber awaits for you both.
"I haven't gone out in so long. I'm not used to dressing up anymore." you deadpan.
You get into the car and head towards the party as Lisa turns to you, "If you feel uncomfortable, we will go home straight away. Okay?"
You give her a small smile as you tell her okay.
No longer than ten minutes later, you arrive at the frat house. Before you could inspect which fraternity it was, Lisa grabs your wrist leading you into the house and straight to the kitchen. Mark and Jungwoo were already tipsy by the time you stand yourself next to them. The kitchen and majority of the house were pack with bodies that made it a little hard to breathe and hear.
Lisa begins to fill the shot glasses with Vodka to the brim and raise her glass, "Here's to new beginnings!" Everyone raises their own and take the shot. Vodka isn't your number choice of alcohol, but it'll get the job done to help you feel relax.
After downing a couple more shots, you made yourself a drink to feel more at ease and have a little bit of fun. Lisa was right. You needed a break. You look around the place and notice most of the university's population were present. You scan more around the house until your eyes land on a symbol on the other side of the kitchen. You know that symbol and certainly know some of the people in this fraternity.
You turn to Lisa and lean into her ear, "Is this the NCTz frat house?"
"Yeah. He's part of the fraternity. I'm trying to see if I can spot him." she says back.
In that instant, you see a bunch of tall handsome men walking into the kitchen and giving people around them high fives. This is definitely the NCTz fraternity boys. You had some classes with Taeyong, Johnny, Doyoung, and Taeil. Yuta, Kun, Haechan and Sicheng were the three you went to high school with. Most have girls around their arms or girls pining after them in hopes of being the lucky one to get laid tonight.
You start to breathe a little easier when you don't see one specific person. You smile and wave at Sicheng as he and the rest of the boys come over to your corner. You gave each boy a hug and when you take a sip of your drink, you almost choke.
Oh how you spoke to soon.
That specific person you were hoping you wouldn't see just walks in with a girl around his arm. Jeong Jaehyun. The person you hate the most and you wish every time you see him, he never attended the same university as you.
You two go back to third grade and no, you weren't best friends or friends to begin with. Instead, you two were enemies right out of the gates from the very first interaction.
There you were, little Y/N sitting in the sandbox making a sand castle and minding your own business. You were focused on putting the flag on top of the castle, you didn't notice someone was standing beside you until it was too late. Your castle had been squashed and all your hard work now gone. You looked up with tears in your eyes and see little Jaehyun smirking at you.
"That was an ugly castle!" he yells.
You wanted to cry, but held your ground. "Yeah, well you're mean!" Jaehyun belly laughs at you tilting his head back and face you once more, "You should do better!"
You were furious that you stood up in front of him and yelled back "Well you're an ugly person!"
He stopped laughing and pushed you making you stumble backwards. Your jaw dropped at the sudden action and charged at him pushing him as hard as you could. Jaehyun fell onto the sand as other kids began to swarm around you both and laughed at Jaehyun. He got up and charged at you, but this time you grabbed onto his arms and dragged him to the ground with you. You two rolled over on each other as sand went everywhere on your body. By the time the teachers arrived, they called your parents and separated you two.
Both parents made you two apologize to one another and for a split second you thought everything would blow over. You realize now you were such an optimistic child for thinking that.
Since that day forward, he found ways to annoy you and get under your skin. By the time high school came, you were his number one punching bag for his little pranks. Now that you're in college, you have tried your hardest to avoid him at all cost, and it almost worked for the past four years. Except, now here he is walking towards you and your group.
When his eyes wanders onto yours, he smiles smugly knowing you were watching him before he caught you. Your face scrunch in disgust when he looks you up and down with his tongue poking out. It takes everything in you to not roll your eyes or vomit the alcohol you just consumed by looking at him. You promised yourself earlier that you wouldn't let him get under your skin.
You were both adults now. Well, one of you were.
Lisa's loud gasp pulls you out of your staring contest with Jaehyun when you turn to her. Following her line of sight, you would gasp as loud as she would if your soulmate looked just like the one walking towards you both. He was shorter than Johnny, but taller than you and Lisa. The way he smiles, anyone could get blinded and faint on the spot. Literally. You can spot three piercings on each of his ear with black hair, amazing straight teeth, and beautiful skin. Damn, Lisa is one lucky girl.
"Hi. I'm hoping you're the girl I keep hearing in my head." He says looking at Lisa. She was too stunned to say anything, opting only to nod and blush. The action made the male smile brighter and bigger as he chuckles softly, "I'm Ten." he reach out his hand for her to shake, but she stood frozen in her spot.
"Hi Ten. I'm Y/N and this is my best friend Lisa, who I am one hundred thousand percent sure is the girl you've been hearing in your head." You hold back a laughter when Lisa turns to you signaling for you to shut up.
"Yo Ten!" Mark says standing next to you with Sicheng and Jungwoo. You nudge Lisa to get her out of her head when Mark notices the way Ten isn't paying attention to him and is only looking at Lisa. The younger connects the dots looking from person to the other and loudly gasps, "No! Don't tell me. You're her soulmate?!"
Ten chuckles as he blushes, "Afraid so. She is a cutie. Why haven't you introduced us sooner Mark? If we both have known you knew both of us, we would've been together by now." he says cheekily.
Seriously? He is so perfect for Lisa.
"I can't believe she's really here. I'm still in shock." Johnny says loudly enough for you to look at him. You know he's teasing you, because among your group of friends, you were the only one who decided to take a step back from partying and focus on your studies.
"I am beyond shock too!" Taeyong pitch in.
"Okay. I'm not that antisocial. I do go out every once in a while." you try to explain yourself.
"Go out where? The library and coffee shop?" Yuta pipes in making everyone laugh.
From Jaehyun's perspective, he can clearly see you standing between Johnny and Mark. A sudden wave of annoyance hits him as he sees you laughing at something Taeyong said.
Why did she have to come to this party?
"What is she doing here? I don't remember inviting her." he says loud and clear before downing his cup. He gives you a disgusted look once again when you squint your eyes at him.
"Come on Jay. Not tonight please. Let's just have fun." Taeil tells him.
"It isn't your party Jeong. It's the frat's party." You say before whispering, "Not everything is about you, you coincided asshole."
Johnny and Yuta couldn't help but snicker at your last comment making Jaehyun more annoyed.
"What was that?"
Everyone can feel the tension between you both and it wasn't a comfortable one either.
"Alright! I'm playing ping-pong! Let's go." Johnny grabs your wrist and walks you towards the ping-pong table. You grab your paddle, organize the cups, and wait for the alcohol to be poured, and the boys figuring out who is on their team. Johnny turns you to him giving you a smile, "Can you two please not get into it tonight? We all need a break from referring you both."
"He's the one who started it Johnny. I didn't even do anything except breathe and drink your liquor. Tell your boy to calm down instead." you huff in annoyance.
Johnny chuckles at your answer shaking his head as he looks back to your opponents. "I swear if I didn't know any better, I would think you both are each other's soulmates."
"Ew, please never say that ever again. I'm so glad we aren't."
"Alright! Round one is Johnny and Y/N versus Yuta and Jaehyun." Jungwoo announces.
"Oh for fucks sake. Really?" you say under your breath.
Everyone and anyone who knows you and Jaehyun's common dislike for each other, also know how competitive you two are. So, it's no surprise when the duo teams becomes a solo game in a matter of ten minutes.
You only had one more cup to score down, while Jaehyun had two. Nothing satisfies you more than the look of pure frustration on his face as he aims the ball into one of the cups. You did your best to distract him by waving your hands and talking shit, but that was wasted energy as the ball went into the cup.
He points at you from across the table with a smirk, "Drink up loser. I'm winning this one." You roll your eyes and drink the alcohol.
At this point, you just want the game to be over with because all the pre-gaming at the apartment, shots, and drinks are starting to get to you. After downing the drink, you take off your jacket and get into position. Someone wraps their arms around your waist from behind and gives you a kiss on the cheek before retrieving back to wherever they came from. You take a deep breath concentrating on the solo cup as Jaehyun smirks at you thinking he is going to win this round.
To your luck, you made the ball in without missing a beat. You yelp and jump in your spot when you see Jaehyun's stunned reaction slowly turning into stone cold. You point straight at him and shout over the celebration, "What were you saying? Who was going to win this game? That's right! Who is the loser now Jeong!" Jaehyun took his drink and walks away to probably sulk in the corner somewhere.
You just beat and defeated the ping-pong master at his own party. You won't forget this feeling or this night.
After your celebration, you make your way outside for fresh air and enjoy everything around you. You were finding everything and everyone funny. Yeah, you are super drunk. From your sitting position, you can see Ten and Lisa hitting it off with their bodies being close together. You think you should ask one of the boys if you could spend the night here, while Lisa and Ten goes back to your shared apartment. Mark was dancing with a girl, while Johnny and Taeyong are his wingman. Meanwhile, the rest of the boys were being referees during the body shot rounds. Everything in this moment made you grateful to go out tonight.
You go back into the crowded house and make your way to the second floor to find a bathroom. You take the first left and find yourself in someone's room. You look around to see everything neutral with gray undertones. This room must be either Taeil's, Taeyong's, or Doyoung's room because everything was organized and neatly kept. Whether or not you were supposed to be here didn't matter because you needed the bathroom urgently.
After relieving yourself, you open the door at the exact same moment Jaehyun was reaching for the doorknob You stare at each other and you try to move past him, except, his broad shoulders block your path.
"What are you doing in my room?" he says annoyed.
You scoff, "You wish this was your room." You once again try to move past him, but to no avail.
"Yes it is. How did you get in here?"
"The door was open."
You shrug your shoulders folding your arms over your chest, "Not my problem."
Jaehyun squints his eyes as he closes the door behind you locking it.
"What the fuck are you doing?"
Jaehyun doesn't say anything except leans back against the door, crossing his arms, and looking at you from head to toe. The look in his eyes are dark and filled with lust making your pussy -
Wait! No! I am not sleeping with him.
"What was that shit downstairs? Do you think you can just disrespect me like that at my own party?"
"Again, it's not your party dumbass"
"The fuck it is my party. I live here, so who invited you?"
"Believe it or not, I have friends who also lives here. Maybe you should go talk to them instead." You sneer. You were getting irritated the more he stood there.
"Are you going to move?"
"At least I don't cry in the corner after I lose a game to a girl." His jaw clenches tight. Bingo!
"You better watch that mouth of yours. You're a real pain in the ass you know that?"
"It's called sportsmanship Jaehyun. You should try it some time when you're not busy sulking and crying."
"Maybe you should learn how to shut up and let people win. God, why did you have to go to the same university as me!" he yells running a hand over his hand.
"Me following you? Oh now that is priceless. Do you want an award for being so dramatic or something? There are hundreds of colleges who would take an annoying jerk in. If I didn't know any better, I would say you're the one who's following me."
"Pft. Don't flatter yourself Y/N. If it were between you and the hottest girl on campus, I would never choose you because you're a bitch. No one would ever want to be with you." he spits out.
"The feeling is mutual. Now move."
He cockily smiles when he see the anger in your face. "I see I hit a nerve there didn't I? Does poor little Y/N not have a soulmate? Hmm? Maybe you should really learn how to be cooperative and a good girl and not talk back." He pushes himself off the door and walks towards you. With every step, you take a step back until your back hits the wall. Jaehyun places both arms beside your head caging you into his bubble.
"Don't be mad just because you haven't had a taste of this yet." He looks down at his obvious half hard cock and winks at you
"Ugh, you're so disgusting. Don't be delusional for thinking I would ever want you. I would never go near you. Who knows where that thing has been and I'm positive that every single guy I've fucked, fucks better than you." you spat.
"I'm warning you right now. Watch that mouth of yours."
You straighten up and stare right back at him smiling, "Fuck. You."
Everything happened so fast. One minute you're in his face and the next he clashes your mouths together into a sloppy kiss. You know you should fight him off for having the audacity putting his filthy lips onto yours, but you don't and put your hands around his neck. Jaehyun realizes you're not pushing him away leading him to push you harder against the wall. He parts your legs with his knee settling in front of your cloth core.
Damn Lisa for giving you this short dress.
You buck into his knee at the sudden action and grind yourself onto him. His hands roam all over your body as he unzips your dress leaving you in your panties. He breaks the kiss to get a look at your body and growls at the sight of you as you take off his shirt. He attaches your lips once more as you fumble with his zipper dragging down his jeans and boxers. He caresses your tits and kneads them for a minute before touching your cloth pussy. He moves your panties to the side and slides a finger between your folds.
"You're so fucking wet" Without warning, he inserts two fingers making you yelp in surprise. His pace is fast and ruthless as you try to keep silent. "Do you have anything else to say?" he says with hooded eyes.
"Good luck trying to fuck the attitude out of me."
Jaehyun hates you so much so he wants to prove a point and teach you a lesson of the respect he deserves. While you try to hold back a moan, his face fastens when he presses a thumb on your nub making you lose control. Everything was too much that your orgasm comes unexpectedly.
As you ride out your high through hooded eyes, you see Jaehyun smiling as if he just won the lottery. He removes his fingers as you stand there slump against the wall catching your breath. Suddenly, you hear a wrapper ripping and see him rolling the condom on his erected cock.
You've had your fair shares of dicks in your life, but Jaehyun was on a league of his own. You will never this out loud, but he was the perfect size and the most beautiful dick you've ever seen. His long and veiny dick made your mouth water and for a split second, you wonder if it would even fit.
You don't have time to recover before he's lifting your leg, sliding between your folds, and pushing into you. You don't hold back when a loud moan comes out of your throat. The stretch of his cock gives you pleasure in all the right places, but you will never tell him that. It takes you a few seconds to get used to his length when he pulls out to the tip, looking at you smugly, "Any last words?"
"Fuck you."
"Gladly." He rams the rest of his length in, not giving you a chance for a comeback. His hips are relentlessly hitting against yours and the tight grip he has on your leg is bringing you closer to your second orgasm.
"You can't say anything now can you slut? Your pussy is so fucking tight no wonder you always have a bitchy attitude. No one has ever fucked you."
When he hits your spot, you grab onto his shoulders for support.
"Look at you. You look so pathetic with my cock in your tight pussy. You talk a lot of shit, but can't back it up can you?"
You squeeze around him grinning the best you could making him hiss. "I fucking hate you." he says.
Jaehyun pulls out almost immediately turning you to bend over the sink and spreading your legs. He pounds into you with force as your head hits the mirror. You look at yourself in the mirror and see your fucked out face. You watch Jaehyun watching the way his cock disappears inside you and looking back at you, before grabbing your bouncing tits.
If he was being honest, you were the first and only girl who could handle his size and the way he's fucking you.
"Oh fuck!" you moan loudly.
"You have something to say slut? You like getting fucked in the bathroom like the slut you are?" You were thankful the music is loud and no one was coming into his room to hear the sinful sounds of your moans and skin slapping.
""Look at this tight pussy sucking my cock in." He grabs your shoulders fucking harder into you and making you rest your forehead against the mirror. His right hand snakes its way to your throat squeezing enough to make you lightheaded. You squeeze around him once more involuntary.
"You like that don't you? You like getting choked while getting your pussy ruined?"
"F-fuck." Your eyes roll back when the coil at the bottom of your stomach begins to tighten and release. The intensity of your orgasm has you convulsing from your high. Jaehyun's hips begin to falter signaling he was close and with two powerful thrusts, he releases inside the condom.
Jaehyun falls on top of you, his breathing next to your ear as you both ride out your highs. He pulls out, removes and ties the condom and throws it in the trash. You low-key already miss the feeling of his cock in you. You both redress without saying a word, but not missing the way Jaehyun smirks at you.
When you catch him looking at you, you squint your eyes at him, "You're still an asshole."
"Guess I didn't fuck you properly enough for you to know the definition of respect."
"This will never happen Jeong."
One strand of his hair fell out of its strong gel, making his hair look like a comma as he smiles and looks at you, "Same place next week?"
You scoff, "You and your dick wishes. Like I said, I've had better." Before he could retort, you unlock the door and walk out of room. You can feel it and Jaehyun can clearly see it, that you couldn't walk properly.
Jaehyun scoffs to himself as he looks around the bathroom and back at his reflection, "She's still a bitch. Mission one completed."
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It's been a month since your one night stand with Jaehyun and since then he never fails to mention it to you whenever you're in the same room. If you were out with friends for lunch or dinner, he would sit next to you and hit your leg under the table to get a rise out of you. If you were at the library studying with Johnny or Mark, he would come by and put his arm around you to bring you into a suffocating headlock. If you were forced to accompany Lisa to visit Ten at the frat house, he would walk in the room without a shirt on purpose to see your reaction.
You've done everything humanly possible to avoid contact with him and being around in his presence. The thing is, you could never get away from him. Seriously. Whenever you do try, you would see him walking towards you with someone beside him. If you're walking down a different pathway or the back ways to get to class faster, there he is turning the corner and bumping into you. Never mind those, you would always hear his name either from students in class or the library, from his ex-flings or one night stands, your mutual friends, and even the teachers. If you're at the coffee shop, work, gym, or even the halls of your apartment building, you would always hear his name. Jaehyun this, Jaehyun that. It's exhausting and aggravating.
It's not because you were embarrassed about your hook up, hell, it was one of the best mind blowing sex you've ever had, but you will never admit that, and you certainly weren't going to say it aloud for the universe to hear. The thing is, this is Jeong Jaehyun who has had it out for you since day one. You know he's up to something because Jaehyun always has something up his sleeves when it comes to you and you're itching to know what it is.
You're setting up your laptop and writing down your to-do list, while waiting for the rest of your photography class and professor to settle in. Your mind wanders to what Jaehyun could possibly be up to when you hear a booming voice beside you.
"What are you doing in my seat?" You look up and see none other than the male you were thinking of seconds ago.
"What are you doing in my class?" you deadpan.
"How do you know I'm not in your class?" he fakes a gasp covering a hand over his mouth, "Do you keep tabs on me? Should I be worried for my safety?" When he figures you weren't going to move, he settles for the empty seat next to you.
"That seat is taken." You raise your voice slightly.
He looks left and right, "I don't see a name on the chair and apparently, we can steal other people's seats in this class."
You huff loudly clearly annoyed by him. You look around the room and see there are still plenty of empty desks available. "Can you sit somewhere else? I don't want my work to be infected by you."
He chuckles under his breath, "That's not what you said in my bathroom." You turn to him with wide eyes as more students start coming in.
"What the fuck? Don't say that out loud." you hiss.
He smiles widely when he sees the panic state you're in, clearly enjoying this game of his. "I won't say anything if you don't want me to, but it comes with a price."
You groan internally. Jeong Jaehyun always has a price.
"Fine, what is it?"
He gives you his stupid lopsided smile surprise you caved in as he thinks about the price. His grin becomes wider when he has it, "I sit here for the remainder of the semester, because," he leans in close to your ear and you can smell his cologne when he whispers, "you are sitting in my seat since the beginning of the semester." he pulls away as you scowl at him.
"Yeah, okay. That makes so much sense since I have been sitting here since day one and never once seen you in class until now. Yeah. That totally makes perfect sense Jeong."
"Fine. Have it your way princess. I'll just tell the next person that walks through the door how you begged me to fuck you." As if the universe heard him, a classmate walks in and Jaehyun immediately calls him over.
"Hey Jaehyun, what's up dude." Mike says.
"Alright. Hey do you want to know something about Y/N?" Jaehyun ignores the way you claw your nails deep into his skin. Mike looks at you and back to him in confirmation.
"I wanted to know if you knew a place where I can take photos of landscapes. You know, for practice and such." You interject, kicking Jaehyun's leg and pulling excuses out of your ass.
If Mike was curious about the exchange, he didn't voice it. Instead, he happily told you about a place he usually goes to before your professor walks in cutting the conversation. You bid Mike goodbye and turn to Jaehyun who is silently laughing behind his hand.
"Was that really necessary?"
He shrugs calming down his laughter and focuses on the professor. You sigh and say the words you dread, "You can stay there for the remainder of the semester asshole."
Jaehyun leans closer once again, "I'm sorry, I didn't catch that. What did you say?"
You turn to him not realizing the lack of space between you both until then. If you had move a centimeter closer, your lips would be on his. "I said you can sit there you little shit." You turn away, but not before catching his eyes land onto your lips.
You have a hard time focusing on the lecture and playing around with the mock camera. Jaehyun's presence next to you was distracting when he keeps hitting your foot, annoyingly clearing his throat numerous of times, deep sighing, and feeling his heavy gaze on you. You want nothing more than to slap him for making you agree to the stupid deal. When his arm brushes against your arm, you had enough hissing him to stop.
A dimple pops out, "Shh. I'm trying to learn here."
Before you can say anything snarky, your professor gathers everyone's attention to the front before dismissing you. "As you all know, the end of the semester is in three months, which means finals are also three months away. I figure since you all will be stress out, I have a little surprise for you."
"No finals!" a classmate suggest. Everyone, including Professor Choi laughs.
"No, I wish. Instead of giving you instruction about your final next month, I will give it to you now. It is solely up to you if you want to start it now or procrastinate until the last minute. Remember, your final project for this class will be worth more than your written final for this class. With that said, I already paired you up with a partner."
You along with everybody else groans at the fact this is a partner project.
"You two will be working together to come up with a nice presentation of what photography means to you individually and together as a team. You both will decide when you want to start this project, but it will have to be finished on the due date. These partners are permanent so no switching." He grabs a white piece of paper as he reads and calls out people's names.
You pack quietly while listening carefully for your name.
"Jeong, you're with Y/LN." you and Jaehyun nod in agreement before realizing what Professor Choi just said. You heard a couple of girls in the back row murmuring how they wish they were his partner instead and you definitely don't miss the sounds of "oohs" and bets coming from the other side of the class.
When everyone is clearing out of the classroom, you run up to your professor with Jaehyun right behind you.
"Professor Choi, I can't be partners with him."
"I second that." Jaehyun says speaking over you.
"Ah ah ah. I said no switching. That is final. I'm sure whatever differences you two have will be put aside for this very important project. I put you two together because you're both my most hardworking students and have a real talent in photography. I can see how that may seem like a competition between you two, but think of the greater good."
"Wait. What? Since when has he been in our class?"
Mr. Choi gives you a pointed look, "Mr. Jeong has been taking this course online due to personal reasons. It's entirely up to him if he wishes to disclose that with you. As I have said, you two are my top best students. I believe you both can benefit from this. Bounce ideas off of each other." He looks at his watch, "If there are any more questions, please come by my office during hours. Have fun doing this project kiddos."
You look at his walking figure until he is out of your sight. You're completely stun at what just happen.
"Well won't you look at that ... partner." Jaehyun says in disgust.
You face him and glare at the boy, "You do your part and I will do mine. I rather have us do this separately and put everything together when we're done. We are not going anywhere together to take pictures, because if we do so help me I don't run you over."
"Is that supposed to be a threat? Do you even have a car?" he belly laughs making you exhale loudly in annoyance turning around to leave. Jaehyun watches your figure walk towards the exit and out the doors. "Mission two completed."
"You're doing it wrong!" you exasperate. You're sitting in the living room at the frat house trying to come up with a vision board on how to present your photos for the project. Let's face it, you rather be anywhere but here in this house with Jaehyun.
"No I'm not! This is how it's supposed to look like." Jaehyun yells. He looks around before his eyes land on the piece of paper of requirements showing it to you. "See! This is what he wants verbatim."
You scan the paper quickly before pointing out the obvious, "Dumbass it says right here 'OR.' Nothing in here says it has to be exactly like this. We're doing it my way."
"Absolutely not! This is what he wrote on the paper and we are giving him exactly that."
"No we're not!" You quickly got up going over to the vision board to start rearranging to your liking. "This is all over the place. I am not failing this class over this stupid project just because of your tiny brain is stubborn!"
Jaehyun gets up and undoes everything you just put up. "No!"
You argue back and forth over which idea is better, neither one is listening to the other. You didn't realize when or how you got so close to one's face suddenly. You can feel his breath fanning over your face and if you dare to exhale, your chest would touch his.
He looks at you when he also comes to the same realization once you've stopped talking. He looks down at your plump lips and unconsciously wets his own. You watch everything unfold when he grabs your head to crash your mouths together.
You're taken by surprise and back your head away a little, but Jaehyun chases you and you give in. The kiss is rough and needy just like the first time, except alcohol is nowhere present this time. He lifts up your shirt as you do the same to his and he wastes no time unhooking your bra.
You both are in need of a release. You pull him closer to you continuing your steamy make out session, your arms around his neck as he places both hands on your ass, giving them a hard squeeze before giving them a slap. You yelp in his mouth at the sudden action and Jaehyun walks you back until your legs hit the arm of the couch.
You undo the zipper to your jeans with success just as he pulls down his sweatpants and boxers with ease. Before you could look his hard dick, he turns you around and bends you over the couch. He finishes pulling down your jeans and underwear for you and starts to rub circles on your bare ass before slapping it once more.
His index fingers finds your slit, teasing your pussy and getting harder by the second from how dripping wet you are for him. He inserts two fingers making you gasp and arching your back. He loves the way you sound and the sound your wet pussy makes.
Jaehyun can't wait anymore and takes out his fingers.
"Condom in my bag." you tell him. He finds the wrapper, tearing the package and rolling it on. He pumps himself a few times before positioning himself at your entrance and ramming into you at full force.
You find yourself sinking down into the couch from his thrust and you try to grab anything to keep you balance. Jaehyun wasn't having any mercy on you as he relentlessly pounds deeper into you.
"You're so fucking wet. I bet no one fucks you this good before." He slaps your left ass cheek before soothing it and slapping once more. "Why can't you just listen to me for once?" he slaps your right ass cheek making your pussy clench around his cock. You feel the tight knot at the bottom of your stomach becoming tighter with every thrust and slap.
"Never." You confess.
He makes an inhumane sound pulling your hair to arch your back. The new position has you seeing fireworks and making your head empty. "Oh my God. Fuck!" Everything Jaehyun is doing is turning you on so much more.
You chant fuck as your eyes roll back when your orgasm washes over you.
Jaehyun feels your tightening around him making him angry, "Fucking slut. Did I tell you that you could cum? You're leaving a mess in my living room floor." He nonetheless fucks you through your orgasm never once making the intention on slowing down.
He lets go of your hair and shoulders making you fall forward into the couch. Jaehyun pulls out shortly only to spread your legs further apart and ram into you again. "No wonder you always have a bitchy attitude. No one has been fucking you."
"F-fuck y-you."
Your loud moans and the way your hips move back to meet his thrusts were enough to make Jaehyun cum into the condom. Once he pulls out, you get up from your position and search for your clothes when he grabs your arm and pushes you against the nearest wall. "Where do you think you're going? Did I say I was done with you?" he smirks when you give him a confuse look.
He inserts two fingers into your already sensitive core making you shudder in his grasp. Your hands make their way to his shoulders holding onto him for dear life as he pumps into you.
"If I let you come, will you listen to me?"
"You w-wish." you keep your intense eyes on him, but the force of his fingers curling is making you see the stars.
"Then you won't get to come." He stills his fingers making you whine. Jaehyun takes a mental image of this moment to use for another time.
"Jaehyun what the fuck!"
"Tell me you'll listen to me and I'll let you come sweetheart."
He presses his thumb to your clit and your voice betrays you, "Fuck! Yes, yes, yes!"
He smiles satisfied, "Good girl." He kisses your cheek and resumes his inhumane pace curling his fingers once more and hitting your g-spot perfectly bringing you closer to your orgasm.
"Come for me slut. Let it all go."
Your nails scratch his back when you feel hot and tingly all over your body and your orgasm hits making you close your eyes. Your juices spill out of you and coats his entire hand. You slump your head against his chest to catch your breath from your mind-blowing orgasm.
"Holy shit." You open your eyes to see him giving you a look you have never seen before towards you. Jeong Jaehyun is actually smiling at you in awe.
"That's so fucking sexy."
You look down at his hand and find your juices on his hand and leaking down your leg onto the floor.
In all of your sexual experiences, no one has ever made you squirt other than your favorite dildo. You can't believe Jeong Jaehyun is the first person to make you squirt. Embarrassment and annoyance takes over when you straighten back up.
Jaehyun can see right through you, "Aw, is someone embarrassed? Was this supposed to be a secret?"
"No. Shut up." You walk over to your discarded clothes, ignoring the soreness between your legs. Once again, Jaehyun can see you struggling to walk. After you both redress, you try to focus on the project at hand, but you want nothing more than to sleep.
You were sober. He was sober. How? You're trying to analyze how you ended up having sex with Jaehyun again in this stupid house.
It's the stress and the pent up anger. Yes. That's what this is. This was just in the moment one deal type of sex. This doesn't mean anything. Okay, but I just fucked him again while sober. Okay, no this is strictly based on stress and that is final.
Unbeknownst to you, Jaehyun watches your reaction the entire time you're arguing with yourself. To say he is amuse by your deep thinking was far from it. He found it ... cute.
"I have an idea." Jaehyun's words makes you break out of your thoughts.
"No doubt a stupid one no less." you say under your breath, but he still heard you.
"Since we're going to be stuck together on this project and you hate me just as much as I hate you, why don't we just fuck out all of our frustrations on each other?"
You stare at him like a deer in headlights. He really lost his damn mind. You couldn't help but chuckle then laugh.
"I'm sorry, we what? Where did you get the idea that I would have sex with you again after that? That was it It's never going to happen again."
"You said that a month ago and look where you were ten minutes ago with me balls deep in you."
"You really lost your mind Jeong." You look back at the board to avoid his intense gaze on you.
"It seemed to me you enjoy the way I fuck you so I don't see why not. It's just hate sex basically. We both get off on it and you can't deny that."
You eye him suspiciously, "You can fuck anyone in the world, but not me. This is definitely the last time."
"Think about it, we might as well get something out of this that'll benefit both of us. If we're both frustrated we just use each other."
"There's a catch in there somewhere. I know there is." You squint your eyes at him.
"No catch. We just fuck. That's it."
You ponder over his offer. In all honesty, it makes sense just to use each other for sex and release all the pent up tension. You can show him who the real boss is, but on the other hand, this is Jaehyun who hates you since your first encounter. The Jaehyun who is a frat boy no less and every girl and guy on campus waiting to jump his bones in a heartbeat.
Not to mention, he has pulled pranks left and right throughout your entire life. You know he has something up his sleeves no matter what. So, you don't know what prompt you to say the next words.
"Just fucking and using each other when we're frustrated. Nothing else."
He gives you a lopsided smile that you want to slap off, "Two enemies with benefits. Nothing else."
Oh how you wish you could slap yourself for agreeing to this.
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"Fuck Y/N." Jaehyun shuts his eyes for the millionth time as he grips and pulls on your hair harder. The sight of you on your knees in the school's bathroom stall looking up at him with those "innocent" eyes while your mouth is stuff with his hard cock drives him insane. The way you suck and lick his cock brings him closer to the edge.
Just minutes prior, you both had been arguing in the library over something he didn't agree with the photo ideas, and because you weren't listening to him, he had enough. He got up from the table grabbing your wrist to drag you away from your friends to the bathroom where you are now.
You drag your tongue to the side of dick down to his balls, sucking them as your hand strokes and squeezes tight around him. You release his balls with a pop making your way to the tip giving it a quick kiss before having him in your mouth again. You don't stop until he hits the back of your throat earning yourself a sexy groan from him.
You bob your head faster wanting him to come quicker than usual. He takes another quick glance at you through hooded eyes and holds back from his release challenging himself to hold on a bit. He grips your hair tighter when he begins to fuck into your mouth.
"Look at you. Who knew you love to give blowjobs in the school's bathrooms." He relentlessly thrusts harder into your mouth making you gag as tears begin to fall. "Fuck your mouth feels so fucking good. This is your punishment for listening to me."
You feel his cock twitch signaling he was close to his release. "Maybe this time you'll learn your lesson. F-fuck."
Saliva mix with his cum drips from the corners of your mouth when he stills and you swallow every drop of his cum. He softens and pulls out of your warm mouth and lets go of your hair. You wipe your mouth with the back of your hand before getting up and exiting the stall. You fix yourself in front of the mirror having a clear sight of Jaehyun still in the stall. Knowing him, he's ready to sleep.
It's been two weeks since you agreed to this insane arrangement and four times a week you two fuck like rabbits. Quite honestly, you're impress by his insanely high sex drive. You're even more surprise at yourself for keeping up with him. On some days, you both would have sex twice or three times a day depending on how frustrated and annoyed you were with each other.
"I'll leave first." you say after a last glance at your reflection.
"Why do you get to leave first?" Jaehyun says slumping back onto the wall.
"Um because I'm a girl and your pants are still down." you stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Jaehyun looks down and sure enough, he is still half naked. Before he could suggest another round, you were out the door.
"Bitch." he says to no one in particular. Jaehyun closes the stall door and stands there sighing to himself. He starts to imagine fucking you dumb in this small stall and having you scream his name for the entire school to hear.
How dare you speak to him like that when he told you repeatedly to not argue back. He's getting hard at the thought of manhandling you in this very public bathroom. He grabs his half hard dick, pumping himself into his hand, just thinking about your tight pussy.
He imagines holding you against the door so the hinges could creak and bang loud enough for the people outside to believe there were ghosts in the bathroom. He thinks about your legs wrapping around his waist and leaving new wounds of scratches on his bath. He thrusts his now hard angry cock into his hand at a faster pace.
He can't stop thinking about your moans or chants of his name that falls out of your mouth. Oh and that mouth. He can kiss them all day and night if he could. Jaehyun thinks about your soft plump lips kissing his neck and whispering dirty words in his ear is enough to send him to ecstasy as he comes undone. After his high, he cleans himself up and splashes water on his face before looking at his own reflection lost in thought.
"About time! We thought one murdered the other. We were about to call search and rescue for you both." Lisa exaggerates when you sit back down at the table with her, Mark, Johnny, Ten, and Jungwoo. Jaehyun was nowhere behind you.
"I was telling them the good news. Haru and I talked and we both decide to give this thing a shot. I mean there has to be a reason why fate put us together you know. Why not test the waters. Our date is this Friday night!" Mark says excitedly.
You turn in your seat and give him a big hug. "That is so amazing! I'm super happy for you Markie." You let go of him when Jaehyun finally joins the group. You can see his cheeks are still flushed with pink from his post orgasm.
"What are we celebrating?" he sits on your other side.
"Our boy Markie Mark here got himself a date Friday night with his one and only." Johnny coos. Jaehyun stretches out his arm across in front of you to fist bump Mark.
"Thanks dude."
"I have an idea. Why don't we make it a group effort and turn it into a group date?" Lisa says excitedly.
You and Jaehyun scoff at the idea, "That's a no. Let them get to know each other first." you reason.
"Yeah, let the two lovebirds see if there is a connection there." Jaehyun added taking everyone by surprise.
"Oh come on please? Johnny is bringing Joy, Ten and I, and -"
"Yeah that's called 'I finally found my soulmate and going on a group date.' In case you forgot, I'm not part of that club." you deadpan
"You and Jaehyun can go together." Jungwoo suggests.
The table is quiet for what feels like an eternity until Jaehyun speaks up, "No absolutely not. I refuse to be around her longer than I need to be. Trust me, you're better off without us there."
"How about you both find dates and we'll meet up?" Johnny suggests.
After arguing back and forth with your friends, surprisingly you and Jaehyun were on the same page for the first time after agreeing to find dates.
When everyone left the library, you yank Jaehyun back. "We're not really going through with this are we? We both can't stand each other." you whisper.
Jaehyun feels his lips curl but forces himself to keep a straight face, "What? Scared to fall in love with me Y/N?"
"Pft as if. I could never fall in love with a guy who is full of himself. You're not my type." you bite back.
"Then I guess we're going on this date with our dates. I don't have anything to hide."
You glare at the tall boy before making a deal, "Deal, but on one condition. You have to find someone you haven't had sex with." you smirk.
Jaehyun looks at you with equal intensity stare "Deal. It'll be easy for me to find a date. I can't say the same for you though."
Before you could rebuttal, he walks the opposite way.
Jeong Jaehyun is still and forever an asshole.
"It'll be fun I promise and if you're having a horrible time, tell me and we'll go home." Lisa says as you both walk towards the restaurant to meet your other friends.
"What's his name again?" you ask trying to smooth out any wrinkles for the millionth time.
"Jackson. He's on the dance team and one of Ten's good friends. You'll like him. Just watch. Oh that must be them."
You look up and sure enough there is everyone waiting outside the restaurant. You see the familiar boy standing next to Johnny. When you close in, you see Naeun as Jaehyun's date and were chatting away. You knew Naeun from having a few shared classes and she's a sweet girl.
Lisa doesn't miss a beat of introducing you and Jackson. "Jackson, this is my friend I keep telling you about. Y/N, Jackson. Jackson, Y/N." He gives you a shy but secured smile and hug.
"It's finally nice to meet you. Lisa never shuts up about you." His voice is like honey and you can listen to him all day long if given the chance.
You begin to feel flustered at the comment adding, "I hope it's all good words coming out of her mouth." You can sense Jaehyun throwing daggers at you and when you turn your head towards him, you two lock eyes and there is a sudden switch in the air between you two. Whatever it is, quickly disappeared when Naeun said hi to you.
"Can we go in now? I'm starving." Johnny complains.
You all walk into the lovely restaurant and sit in the far right corner thankfully away from people. If you didn't know any better, you'd think fate or your friends were pulling a prank on you with the seating arrangements. Jackson sat next to you on your right, Lisa on your left, and Jaehyun sitting directly in front of you with Naeun by his side.
After ordering drinks and foods, you and Jackson completely hit it off. You enjoy his company and the more you talk, the more you found out the similar interests you share. Although you want to keep your attention only on him, you can feel Jaehyun's foot next to yours or his knee hitting yours. You'd kick him as hard as you can discreetly and an evil smirk would come across your face when you him yelp or slightly jump.
After eating half of your portion of your food, you excuse yourself to use the restroom. What you didn't know was Jaehyun soon following behind you and waiting for you outside the restrooms. The only thing on his mind is the way you look in that dress and the perfume you're wearing. Even though he had asked Naeun to accompany him for tonight, he didn't feel anything towards her.
When you open the door, you're surprise to see Jaehyun in front of you. The look on his face is easy to define with lust.
"Seems like you're finally having fun for once." He says walking and pushing you back into the single bathroom and locking the door. "It's such a nice sound when you're not in a bitchy mood."
"Wha-" your words are cut short when he crashes his lips on your yours, his hands finding your waist, and walking you back until you hit the sink.
He slightly pulls away, "Do you know this dress makes you look hot?" Jaehyun grinds against you to show you how hard he is when you feel his bulge through his jeans. "Is Jackson your soulmate after tonight? Will this be out last time having our fun?" He slips a hand under your dress and onto your cloth core, making you buck into him.
"Just hurry up."
You know it's stupid to have sex with Jaehyun while you're on a date, but there is something about Jaehyun that has a hold on you to let him get you riled up and have his way with you.
"Someone is needy tonight. I don't have a condom on me."
"I'm on the pill."
He wastes no time lifting your dress as you undo his belt and zipper, taking out his hard member and stroking it. He lifts your leg up with one hand as you guide his member to your entrance and push in.
You have to admit, the amount of times you two have fucked, you will never get use to the feeling of him stretching you out in all the right ways. Jaehyun and his stroke game were and are always on another level. He sets his thrusts at a rapid pace knowing you're on borrowed time. It takes everything in you to hold back your moans. He kisses you to swallow the escaped moans whenever he hits your g-spot. Jaehyun can feel you gripping him tightly signaling you were close to your release.
"I bet Jackson won't ever fuck you this good." He breathily says thrusting harder into you.
"Fuck right there. I'm going to come."
"Look at me." You lock eyes with him as he places his thumb on your nub making you shake convulsing and coming in seconds. One powerful thrust and Jaehyun empties his seed inside your walls. You feel his warm cum inside of you and something in you snaps at the feeling. He rests his forehead with sweat against yours as you both catch your breaths.
He finally pulls out and you feel both of your mix liquids running down your leg. Jaehyun looks at it in awe and bites his lips when he thinks you look sexy with his cum and your essence dripping down your legs. You clean up the mess and both redress yourself properly before stepping out.
Before you exit the hall, you see Jackson and Naeun talking as if they have a secret code. Within seconds, you can tell by the look on his face that he was much happier talking to her than he was with you. It didn't bother you because that's the same look the rest of your friends at the table have when they're with their soulmate.
Jackson and Naeun look up, see you and Jaehyun standing there, and break apart with a shy smile.
"This is awkward." Naeun quietly says.
Jackson is the first to break the tension asking you if he could talk to you in private. You nod and follow him passing your group of friends until you're outside the restaurant. He clears his throat and even though you just met today, you can tell he's nervous.
"Y/N, I had a really great time tonight and we get along super great. I wish I had met you sooner and I'm happy Lisa introduced us because you're way cooler in person than what she makes you out to be" You both laugh at how Lisa can over-exaggerate with details.
"I don't want to be rude, but when we were sitting there, I could feel this electric pull towards Naeun. I can't explain it. When you left to use the restroom, we started talking and instantly clicked. We both just discovered right now that we're soulmates. Please don't be mad or hate me." Jackson looks down to the ground.
You let the information sink in and smile at him. "Hey, look at me." Jackson looks at you with sympathetic eyes, "It's really not a big problem. I already knew the moment I saw you two talking just now. In honesty, I wasn't feeling anything romantic towards you either." you joke making him laugh. "We are good Jackson. I promise."
He gives you a big smile and hugs you. "Thanks for letting me down easily." he jokes. "Hey at least we became friends out of this, that is if we're friends?"
You slap his arm gently while giving him a serious look, "Of course we are! Who else am I going to talk about Squid Game with, but I'm taking you out next time so I can repay you back."
Just then, your friend group comes out and Lisa walks over to you with a concern look after seeing Jackson and Naeun talking together.
"Are you okay? Do I need to beat him up?" she asks.
"No we're good. He found his soulmate." You smile at the pair across from you. Lisa gives you a sympathetic look.
"We can go home if you want." she quietly says at the same time someone suggests taking a walk by the Han River.
"Yeah and after we can go to IKON frat party right after." Johnny says making half of the group disagree.
You low-key want to go back to the comfort of your apartment, change into comfortable clothes, and watch Disney movies. You figured this would be a great opportunity to take a couple of pictures for your project.
"No, I'm okay. Let's go."
Splitting into cars was interesting to say the least. Johnny and Joy were with Mark and Haru, while Ten and Lisa were with Jackson and Naeun. To everyone's surprise, you and Jaehyun would be in his car. Lisa tried to get you to ride with them, but you reassure her you would be fine going with Jaehyun and needed to talk about the project anyway.
On the drive there, it's quiet except for the soft R&B playing in the background. You look around the car and notice it's clean just like his room that one drunken night.
"So, this is how it feels to be dumped?" Jaehyun suddenly asks his eyes never leaving the road ahead of him.
You look over at him in shock, "What? You're telling me you've never been dumped before?"
He shakes his head at your accusation making your eyes widen, "Not even stood up once?"
"Never. It's always me doing that. Not going to lie, it's a pretty shitty feeling."
"Wow and I thought someone broke your heart and you became the person you are today."
He quirks an eyebrow up interested in what you thought about him, "And what kind of person am I today?"
You laugh lightly, "Well for starters, you're kind of a fuckboy since you've never been dumped before. You slack in class, yet somehow still ace the exams and quizzes, so that makes me wonder if you're screwing the TA to get a passing grade. Also, you walk around acting as if you're high and mighty among everyone."
Jaehyun laughs as you continuing pointing out his flaws. He thought he'd be annoyed with you talking so much, but found it interesting.
"I'm surprise you haven't hooked up with Naeun before."
"Are you keeping tabs on who I have and haven't had sex with? Is someone jealous?" he teases stealing a glance at you with one hand on the wheel.
"Don't flatter yourself Jaehyun."
His deep laughs makes you stare at his side profile a little too long, "If you say so."
Upon arrival, you slowly walk behind everyone to capture the true beauty of the night. Nights like tonight where the whether isn't too cold or too hot and the wind isn't blowing you over, are moments you feel a gratitude for everything. You snap a couple of photos thinking it would go nice for your project when two hands suddenly grab your waist and scare the shit out of you.
You jerk forward, hands clutching in a fist ready to throw a punch at the idiot who made you scream. When you turn around swinging a right hook, Jaehyun moves his face in time and holds your hand.
"Jaehyun!? Don't scare people like that you idiot!"
He throws his head back laughing hard and tapping his thigh. "You're so easy to scare Y/N."
"Jerk." You calm your beating heart and begin to walk towards your group of friends who were way ahead of you now. Jaehyun catches up and walks beside you quietly.
"You need to set up your camera at a better angle by the way." he says nonchalantly.
"And you need to get punch in the face. I thought you were up there with everybody?"
"I was, but I had to go back to the car to get something. Plus, all they talk about are more date nights, so why not hang out with my other single friend who sucks at taking photos."
You stop walking, "Since when were we friends?" you ask confusedly "and I do not suck at taking photos."
He turns around, hands in his front pockets, and bites his lower lip walking closer to you. You can feel his hot breath fanning your face and suddenly the rise in the whether went up. The cologne he's wearing fills your nostrils and somewhere in the back of your mind, you don't mind being covered smelling like him.
"Are we not friends? After everything we've been through?" he says next to your ear. His hand ghosts over your waist and it takes everything in you to not cave into his touch. To a stranger's eyes, they would assume you two were a young couple in love. Now, if your friends saw you, they would bombard you with questions left and right.
Just as you're about to give into him, you break away from each other when you hear Johnny's booming voice letting you two know to head to the party. Silently, you follow behind Jaehyun to his car. Your thoughts are all over the place only full of lust.
Every rational decisions and thoughts vanishes as soon as you sit in the passenger seat. Looking around the parking lot, it was mostly empty and the car is nearly invisible in the dark night. Jaehyun definitely knows how to rile you up and you feel yourself clenching at nothing.
Somehow spending all of these special quality time together, Jaehyun can sense exactly what you were thinking. He locks the doors and shifts in his seat too look at you waiting for your next move. You face him meeting his eyes and landing on his inviting plush lips. You both lean in at the same time crashing mouths and teeth together just wanting nothing more than to feel each other.
He practically pulls you over the center console to sit on his lap, feeling your weight on him. His hands roam over your body, while your hands find their way to his hair. In the midst of your intense make out, you both move to the backseat where you straddle him and grinding your cloth core on his jeans for friction.
You kiss his neck just below the jawline, secretly knowing it's one of his weakest point when he lets out a deep groan. His hand squeezes your hips tighter when he feels the sensation of your lips on his skin. Everything in his body is on fire just from your kiss. You push your dress up and panties to the side as Jaehyun unzips his jeans and sliding them down along with his boxers.
You salivate at his angry cock dripping with precum and hover over him.
"Fuck you're so wet babe."
"Only for you. Shit." The feeling of sinking down on him is everything you ever wanted: the stretch, the slight pain, the wetness, the feel of his every ridge, and the way he makes you feel so full. Jaehyun kisses your chest for distraction as you get use to him. You both let out a loud moan when you begin rocking into him and soon bouncing on him. His thrusts meeting yours halfway.
Jaehyun kneads and slaps your ass every time you come down on him. He frees your tits and plays with them as they bounce in his hands. Loud pants, moans, deep grunts, and the sound of skin slapping fills the entire car when you both reach your orgasm in no time.
You chant his name like a mantra hiding your face in the crook of his neck and he pulls you tighter against his chest. You both stay like that as the waves of your highs calm down.
Jaehyun gives you a kiss on your shoulder, neck, jaw, and lips. It's a strange feeling. Sure, you've kissed during sex, but right after you'd pretend nothing happened. His lips linger longer than needed to on yours when you kiss him back. Pulling away, you study his face and for once, you see a mischievous look in his eyes. You take in everything in sight and ask yourself if he's always been this handsome.
Wait, why am I thinking of him in that light? I hate him. Get your shit together Y/N.
"Car sex is officially off the bucket list." He says breaking your train of thought.
You roll your eyes and get off of him, not missing the way your fluids leak out of your hole. You both redress and head to the party. The car smells like sex and you wouldn't be able to look at it the same way again. Still, you couldn't shake off the feeling that this felt different than the rest of your hook ups with Jaehyun and that's what terrifies you the most.
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Annoying Y/N: We're going on a trip tomorrow morning loser so be up before 5:30AM.
Jaehyun: and why would I want to wake up at the ass crack of dawn? 😴
Annoying Y/N: Because if we want to pass this class we need to start taking pictures dumbass 🙄
Jaehyun: yeah, that's a hard pass for me. go by yourself loser. i have shit to do 👋
Annoying Y/N: God you're so annoying!
Annoying Y/N: You know what
Annoying Y/N: I'll just do this entire project by myself with only my name on it 😤
Annoying Y/N: You can go fuck yourself
Jaehyun: I would, but I should be fucking you to put you in your place 😏
Annoying Y/N: Grow up Jeong!
Jaehyun: you're making something grow harder by the second 😏
Annoying Y/N: 🤮🤮
Jaehyun: is that you choking on my dick?
Annoying Y/N: Forget it!
Annoying Y/N: If you don't want to come I won't force you
Annoying Y/N: I'd rather not be stuck in the same car with you again
Jaehyun: aw, afraid you'll jump on my dick again
Jaehyun: i wouldn't mind honestly 😏
Jaehyun: what are you wearing right now?
Jaehyun: send nudes
Annoying Y/N: Anyways! 5:30 or not I'm leaving with or without you
Jaehyun: way to kill the mood bro 😒
Annoying Y/N: 😘😘
Jaehyun shuts off his phone and lay in bed with a smile on his face. He thinks back to how you were a couple of months ago from hating his guts to hanging out every day with him. Minus the sex, you're fun to be around, even when you don't say anything to him.
He's the type of person who hates the quiet when he's with someone because it gets awkward, but with you he doesn't mind it. There's something about you that doesn't make the silence so suffocating.
The next morning came and you wait by your phone wondering if Jaehyun is going to text you if he's coming. When the clock struck 5:35 AM, you figure he wasn't coming at all. You roll your eyes, grab a light jacket, your keys and wallet, and lock your apartment.
You head downstairs in the freezing cold and your breath hitches when you see Jaehyun leaning against your car. He's wearing a black jacket, white t-shirt, dark jeans, and a black hat.
"It's 5:37. You're late and it's freezing." he says annoyingly in his morning voice.
It takes you a second later to get out of your thoughts that he actually came. "Suck it up. Maybe next time you should text instead of popping up." You walk towards your car and press your car alarm before getting inside.
Neither one of you is a morning person. That's been establish as you two sit there listening to your own R&B playlist and yawning.
"I can't believe you're driving. You're a horrible driver." he grunts.
You come to a red light and unlock your doors, "You can get out if you want. No one is forcing you to stay." You give him a pointed look as he rolls his eyes.
"Just drive." he mumbles.
You decide to drive to a nearby coffee shop to get yourselves coffee and muffins to wake yourselves up.
"Where are we going by the way?" he asks when you start driving to your designation. He realizes he never asked you. Honestly, he didn't even plan on setting his alarm at 4:30 AM last night in order to meet you on time.
"A place." you vaguely say.
"Is this my last Americano I will have before you off me?"
"Eh, perhaps."
Jaehyun's eyes grew wide when your face doesn't change. You let him sweat it out for a couple of minutes while he apologizes for everything he's done and starts listing things he would do for you.
"Chill out. It won't be your last I promise. Maybe. You'll know when we get there." you laugh.
"You're a bitch sometimes."
"I know, but some of those thing you just mention sound very interesting. I need someone to do my laundry and cook for me though -"
"Absolutely not. That is never going to happen now that I know you won't end me."
"But how do you know? For all you know I could be lying." You go back and forth on the topic before moving onto songs and artists you like to listen to. Conversations soon die down when Jaehyun's eyes flutter shut.
You couldn't help but smile at the man before you. His long flowy and fluffy locks are longer when it's not styled back. His cute little pout he does when he's deep asleep is adorable. You'd never say this aloud to anyone, not even to yourself, but he looks so angelic when he sleeps. You come to a red light and quietly swipe your phone opening the camera app and taking a quick picture of him.
You don't know why you did it, but it felt just right.
Three hours later, you finally arrive at your destination. Jaehyun takes in his surrounds only to see tall trees, no cars in the parking lot, a hiking trail, and fields of tall grass. The sun is barely coming up and though it's known nothing scares Jeong Jaehyun, he had an eerie feeling about this place.
Yeah, I'm definitely not coming home tonight.
You turn off the engine and get out of the car with a huge smile on your face. You couldn't wait to get to your happy place in time. You don't pay attention to Jaehyun and the look of worrisome on his face as he watches your every move until you're looking back at him.
"Are you going to come or not?"
"You bring me here to a land of nothing? I'll just stay here and catch up on my sleep."
You shrug, "If you say so. Just know there are people who kidnaps people sleeping in their cars out here." You turn and start walking slowly.
"Bullshit!" Jaehyun yells back. When you don't answer and continue walking, he feels like he's being paranoid and ends up unbuckling quickly, getting out of the car, and taking long strides towards you.
You hear the crunch under his feet when you turn back to face him. If you could take a picture of this moment and the horror on his face, you'd use it for blackmail. You put your car alarm before continuing on.
"How far is this place?"
"Just another twenty or thirty minutes."
"This better be worth my sleep by the way. If not, you're buying me lunch for a whole ass month."
"Okay scary cat." you snicker.
"I am not! I just didn't want you to go alone. I don't want to have you on my conscious if something bad happens to you."
"Mhm. Whatever helps you sleep at night Jay." The nickname rolls off your tongue easily. It sounded nice when you said it and Jaehyun feels his ears turning red hot. You reach the start of a short hiking trail, but before you could start, Jaehyun pulls onto your wrist.
"Dude, you didn't say anything about hiking! What the hell!"
"You never asked for specifics." you state the obvious.
"Liar." Jaehyun squints his eyes at you, but follows your lead.
You both hike the trail with Jaehyun's constant complaints of messing up his shoes and not wanting to carry his jacket around. From time to time, he would look at your perfect ass.
You reach the top before he did and took in the sight in front of your while his voice falls onto deaf ears.
"This is so bullshit Y/N. If I had known hiking was involved, I wouldn't have come. If I wanted to do boot camp while hiking, I would've done so myself." He finally reach the top and looks at your side profile as he continues ranting. "You're buying me new shoes when we -"
You turn to him, covering your hand over his mouth as he muffles the last few words. With your other hand, you turn is head to the front of him. You feel his jaw slack when he sees what you saw with the rising run. Below is a small lake mead with beautiful flowers surrounding the waters.
"Wow." was all he could say.
You smile softly when you see the emotions change in his expression. You take a moment to appreciate nature, what it has to offer, and taking in the air and breeze caressing your skin. You hike the rest of the way down and when you finally hit land, Jaehyun begins snapping photos left and right.
He has never seen such a beautiful place in his entire life. Everything about this place is magical and he felt like a child in Disneyland.
You on the other hand watch Jaehyun smile from ear to ear and completely at ease. You didn't mean to stare at him, but you just couldn't help it. He really did look like a little kid in a candy store. To say you were feeling different emotions was an understatement. You only saw him in a different light because of this place. A place you love that held so many memories for you as a child mix with the good and the bad.
"This place is amazing Y/N. How did you find it?" he asks while taking a photo of a lotus flower in the lake.
"It's a secret." you wink at him when he looks back at you. Jaehyun swears his heart skipped a beat when he looked at you. You stand next to him taking in the lake in front of you. "When my parents were still alive, they would bring me here every spring break when the flowers bloom and in the summer to experience what summer is all about. Ever since they passed away in a car accident, I would come here to feel their presence. It's my secret getaway from the stress of school and life. Now that I think about it, I've never brought anyone here."
He heard what happened to your parents in high school and wanted to reach out, but every time he tried, you'd shut him down. Since then, he backed off on the teasing. Just a little bit.
Jaehyun can see the twinkle in your eye spark a little brighter as you recount your memories here. He can't take his eyes off of you and when you look at him, he gets lost in your eyes. He feels honored to be the first person you've taken here and there's something about you in this setting that makes him see you differently.
You weren't the girl he hated when he was eight or the girl he likes to get a rise out of or the girl he sleeps with. You were just you with all of your flaws on display.
Breaking the intense eye contact, you were the first to look away clearing your throat, "We should probably take some photos now."
"Yeah." he whispers when you start to walk away. He opens his camera app and snaps a photo of your figure surrounded by the beautiful flowers.
Your only intentions were to take photos of the scenery and call it a day, but after an hour, it turns into a photoshoot. Jaehyun would snap pictures of you posing with flowers in your hand, flower in your hair, and by the lake. You do the same for him snapping photos if him smelling the red tulips, taking a photo of a yellow tulip, crouching down in front of the lake with stones beside him, and a flower in his hair.
You even took selfies together on your phones with his arm around your shoulder bringing you closer to his side or his arms wrapping around your middle while he rests his chin on your shoulder. He would set his phone by a rock with the timer on so he could have the both of you taking funny poses together.
The word happy was something neither of you anticipated when it came to each other, but right here right now, you both are the most happiest either have been in a long time.
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Since the trip to the lake, you and Jaehyun start spending more time together just hanging out. At first, your friends were confused at the sudden change, but once you both said you can tolerate each other, they were relieved they no longer needed to hear the never ending bickering.
At first, you thought the sex would be a daily thing since you've been hanging out so much, but in reality, it was becoming less frequent compared to jumping on each other every four hours. The sex even felt different, even though he was still a beast in the bedroom, living room, kitchen, elevator, stairs, or shower. He would perform aftercare for you by running you a bath and taking care good care of you. It was something he nor anyone has ever done for you. There would be nights he'd stay the night and leave his clothes in your closet.
The more you hang out, the more you realize you enjoy his company and the way he makes you laugh. He would come to your place and watch movies or Disney movies, make pizzas or dinner together, explore new places and enjoy the city night life together taking selfies. You would even go to the frat house to spend time with him and the boys.
If the boys were throwing a party or there was a party being thrown and neither wanted to party or drink, you'd make an excuse and cuddle on your couch. Everything feels domestic with him and whenever he's around, you feel safe.
Jaehyun wakes up one morning just before the morning sun creeps into your bedroom. He rubs his eyes and turns his body to face yours on your side. You were hugging your pillow with a cute pout. He thinks you look beautiful like this without makeup, face relaxed, and messy hair, but of course, he will never tell you. He takes a mental image of this moment and takes in your features, your figure, your favorite lotion scent, and he can't help but feel so damn lucky.
There was always something about you that makes him gravitates towards you and he knows he needs to figure it out, but he doesn't want to.
It dawns on him that he's gotten too comfortable around you. Jeong Jaehyun does not do relationships and he isn't the one to fall in love simply because he doesn't believe in it. His parents divorced when he was a kid and his mother left right after. Since then, he vowed to himself he will never have a close connection with someone to spare him the pain.
Yet, he found himself breaking his promise for you. He would find himself smiling when he reads back on your texts, the pictures you've taken together, and he couldn't stop thinking about how far you two have come. From destroying your sand ages ago to laying half-naked next to you.
Truth is, he is scared shitless about this new ordeal and doesn't know what to do. He thinks he has feelings for you, but he doesn't know what feelings are supposed to feel like. Is he even ready to settle down yet?
You wake up when you feel the bed on your left side raise and hear feet scrambling on the floor. Rubbing your eyes and sitting up with the blanket covering your body, you look over at Jaehyun as he puts on his jeans.
"You're leaving already?" you ask in your morning voice with a little pout.
"Yeah, I just remember I have to help Johnny with his car." He says not sparing you a look.
There's something off about his voice, but you blame it on being half awake.
"Okay. Are we going to the arcade later so I can beat your high score?"
He looks back at you and wishes he didn't because you look so happy in this moment. He sighs quietly, grabbing his shirt to put it on, and walking to your side of the bed. He moves a strand of hair behind your ear before caressing your cheek. You lean into his touch when he kisses your forehead. His lips linger for a moment before capturing your lips.
When he breaks the kiss, he whispers, "Yes." He looks at you one more time before walking out of your bedroom and out of your apartment.
Jaehyun knows what needs to happen and what he needs to do, so, he does what he always do best: hides away any real emotion, burying it deep within himself, and put on a facade for you and the world to see.
You haven't seen Jaehyun since that Sunday morning and that was a week ago. You'd text him to see if he wanted to hang out, only to have an excuse thrown at your or short answer replies. You asked the boys if they knew what was up with him, only to be revealed that he hasn't been at the house much and they rarely see him.
You come to the conclusion that you're starting to sound like a concern girlfriend when he wasn't yours to claim in the first place. He could do whatever he wants, but why did that thought hurt you more than you expected?
It was Saturday when you find yourself at Lee's Bookstore. You and Jaehyun found it when you were exploring the area and wanted coffee, not expecting a coffee shop in the middle of the bookstore.
As you browse through endless rows of books, you see two elderly couple together. The man was gazing into the woman's eyes with nothing but love and as if, it were only the two of them. They were cute and it made you yearn for something like that one day.
You were so lost in your thoughts about your potential future, you didn't realize the woman was asking you a question.
"Honey, are you alright?" she asks again.
"Oh, hi. Yes I am. I' sorry. You two are such a beautiful couple. I hope one day I can be just like the two of you." you smile politely at them.
"It wasn't easy that's for sure." the older man says with a smile in return.
"Oh you hush. You always kept picking fights with me. I'm sure that was easy enough." she teases back. They continue their little banter for a few more seconds and they reminded you so much of you and Jaehyun. You wish he were here right now beside you.
"She's a firecracker." he winks at her.
You chuckle at their teasing, "Ah, well regardless of what is was, it seems to have worked out. If you don't mind me asking, how did you two meet?" If it were any other person, you'd feel awkward, but they made you comfortable enough to ask.
"Well we met when we were five and -"
"And he completely ruined my drawing."
"Ah I almost forgot about that sweetie. Indeed I did do that and -"
"And ever since that day, we had been at each other's throats. We would pull pranks on each other, call each other names, and nit pick everything the other person did. I guess it all changed when -"
"When I was the designated driver for our friends in college. We aren't big on drinks, but our friends, oof, they could drink for hours on end. You college kids know how to party." he says giving you a hi five and a grin.
"We figured since we had mutual friends, we would be civil for their sake. Well-"
"It's been a rollercoaster since. What started out as enemies ended in us being soulmates. We realized we had the same mark on our collarbone the more we hung out and we knew that we were destined for each other." They look at each other with so much love and passion.
"After a few months of dating, I realized I couldn't live without my other half and I asked her to marry me. Thankfully she said yes." you all laugh as you wipe a tear from your eye you didn't know you had.
"Have you always known she was the one or did it come as a shock?" you ask curiously.
"I think I've always known deep down, but we were always fighting that I never realized it until it was almost too late."
"They say these kinds of soulmate connections are the rarest to ever occur mostly because the people end up really despising each other to really look at the bigger picture." she says.
Your mind race all over the place. Their love story sounds almost like yours and Jaehyun's. You were starting to wonder if he was your soulmate.
"I am guessing you have a similar story?"
"Yes, you can say that. It's almost scarily very similar to yours. Now, it's just ... complicated." you admit.
"Oh sweetie. Don't let that little slip up mess with your mind. I've been there before and all you can do now is analyze and come to the same conclusion as us. Tell him how you feel and don't wait. I don't know what would've happened if we both waited or ignore our feelings." the older woman suggests.
"You two are really sweet. Thank you for your kind words and advice and sharing your story with me. I should let you go now. Thank you again." you bid them both farewell and turn on your feet to the opposite side. Before getting far, the woman asks for your name so she could tell her grandchildren and promises to make up the ending for you.
"It's Y/N."
You lay in bed that night contemplating your entire life. You couldn't stop thinking about the story of the couple from the bookstore. You couldn't fathom they sound exactly like you and Jaehyun straight down to the T. You were never one to believe in soulmates, let alone have the exact same story as another couple, yet you're starting to believe in it.
As much as you have tried to forget about him and tell yourself you hate him and it was only just sex, somewhere along the way, you have grown to appreciate him.
You love the way he makes you smile by him just smiling at you. You get butterflies whenever you catch him staring at you from across the room or next to you. You feel the electricity pull whenever your hands or any part of your skin touches. When your bodies are one, you can't help but feel safe and surrender under his touch. He makes you feel like the only girl in his world.
You've come to realize your entire childhood with the pettiness drama all led you to this moment of truth. You look down at your left hand and notice a clear line that wasn't there before on your fourth finger. You try to rub it off, but it wouldn't budge.
Then it hits you. The coincidence story, the sudden mark, the reason you can't get him out of your head.
"Holy shit." you whisper to yourself in disbelief. "Holy shit!" you repeat louder this time. "I'm in love with him. Jaehyun is my ... soulmate." You're suddenly filled with excitement that you can literally shout it out to the world that you love him. You're in love with Jeong Jaehyun. Your long time enemy turn fuck buddy turn to soulmate.
You send him a quick text asking him to meet you at the park that's halfway between both of you. He replies back with an 'okay.' Adrenaline runs through you as you quickly grab a pair of Jaehyun's sweats and shirt, grabbing your car keys, and driving to the park.
You needed to see him and you couldn't wait to tell him how you feel, because surely he had to feel the same connection too. There is no way he would just do mundane things with you every day and not feel anything for you.
You get to the park first and patiently wait for him. As you sit on the bench, you look at the jungle gym playground. Memories of your childhood together of playing tag, getting competitive with Jenga or any sport, and ending it with someone crying.
It's been ten minutes and Jaehyun was still a no show. You text and call him, but he never responded or answered. After an hour, you realize he wasn't coming. Anger fueled you as you get back into your car and drive to the frat house. How dare he ignore you for nearly two weeks, give you the cold shoulder, and standing you up. Who did he think he is?
Upon arrival at the house, you see a swarm of bodies in the front lawn and you forgotten the boys were throwing a house party.
Okay, maybe this is why he didn't show up.
Walking into the house looking like you just woke up, you do your best to avoid the stares and look for the man you need to see.
"Y/N! You're here! We miss seeing your beautiful face around here." Johnny drunkenly says giving you a side hug.
"Hey John. I miss you too. Hey, have you seen Jaehyun?"
Johnny gives you a questioningly look and looks down at your outfit, "You're not seeing him looking that that."
"Johnny please. It's important." you beg him.
"I lost him after we played ping pong. Try his room."
You thank him and head upstairs to Jaehyun's room. Thankfully, the hallways weren't crowded as you made your way to his room. Turning the unlocked doorknob, you close your eyes, taking a deep breath, walk into his room, and begin to speak.
"I know you've been ignoring me Jaehyun, but to stand me up for an hour is unacceptable. The least you can do is apologize and I need to tell you so-"
You stop midsentence when you finally open your eyes and take in the scene in front of you. You really wish you never came to this party at all. You wish you didn't just walk in on Jaehyun balls deep inside another girl. Your jaw drops and your heart shatters into a million tiny pieces.
Jaehyun looks at you wide eyes shock to see you standing there. You hold his gaze a second longer, before the girl beneath him grabs anything to cover herself. You regain your composure, standing a little straighter, scoffing while shaking your head, and walking out of his room.
He can see the hurt written all over your face and he swore he saw tears at the brim of your eyes. There was a feeling in his chest that he couldn't pinpoint. He wanted to run to you and say sorry, but he was still in shock.
You run down the stairs, tears falling down your face, while shoving past people to get to the front door. When the night air finally hits your lungs, you walk a little further before collapsing to your knees and crying to yourself. You feel a pair of arms wrapping around you tightly telling you it was going to be okay. You knew that voice, but it wasn't the voice you wanted to hear.
Covering your face, you lean your head towards Sicheng's chest while he holds you.
"Let's go to you place and talk okay?" he says rubbing circles on your back. All you could do is nod and keep your tears at bay, while he drives you home.
You sit on your couch while Sicheng makes you tea. Nothing in your mind made any sense. You were certain Jaehyun was your soulmate. It was far from a coincidence that you ran into the elderly couple along with you couldn't stop thinking about him. There's that saying that says 'nothing is ever a coincidence, so how is it, you're in your apartment with a broken heart and he's with someone else right now? It doesn't make sense.
Sicheng sets your tea down on the coffee table and studies you before asking the inevitable, "It's about Jaehyun isn't it?"
You nod too afraid your voice will give you away.
"Is he ... your soulmate?"
You take a deep breath and think over your next words, "I thought he was. Now I know he's not." As soon as the words left your mouth, your voice cracks and you begin to cry.
If there is anything Sicheng hates more than ever, it's seeing you hurt and crying. You're a caring person who always puts others before yourself and you have a big heart. Out of all the women he has dated, you were the only one he maintained to have a close friendship with.
He sits next to you wrapping his arms around you and bringing you close to him once again letting you cry harder. "I don't get it. I was so certain."
"Does he know?"
"I doubt it. I was going to tell him tonight. Earlier today, I met this cute couple and they reminded me so much of Jaehyun and I, and I said to myself, "I can see myself growing old with Jaehyun just like them." I tried to push it out of my mind but every time I close my eyes, all the memories coming flooding back. I texted him to meet me at the park and he never showed up, so that's when I went to the house and found him -" you stop because you were about to cry again.
"With someone else." he finishes for you. You wish you could take the image of his naked body on top of another girl out of your mind.
"Do you think you'll ever tell him?"
"I don't think so. I mean look at our history. It doesn't say anywhere in the timeline, "hey Jaehyun I've been in love with since the day we met and I'm sure you're my soulmate because of a story I heard, but let's see first."" you say sarcastically.
You take a deep breath to regain your composure, "You want to know what the sucker part is? For the past two days, I've been asking myself why did it have to be him? Why couldn't it be Minho, Nick, or you. Why did it have to him?"
He squeezes your arms to acknowledge your feelings, "Have you thought about what you're going to do with the connection?"
That thought never crossed your mind and you don't want to think about saying goodbye to Jaehyun for good. Life wouldn't be the same anymore.
You feel more tears prick your eyes and begin to fall, "This hurts so much Win."
"I know it does. It hurts because you care about him whether you tell everyone and yourself you hate him. Everyone in the room can see how much alike you two are and care about each other. And while we're on the topic of everyone, we all know there was something going on between you two." You pick your head off his shoulder with wide eyes and about to protest.
"Don't look so surprise," he chuckles. "both of you aren't that great at hiding your affection in public."
You groan loudly, "Don't lecture me now Sich." You lay your head back on his shoulder as he continues.
"As I was saying, sometimes in life, we can't always understand what our purpose is or why we're link to certain people. We can't always figure out why we keep thinking about them or keep going back to them when deep down we know it's unhealthy. However, I do know, every person that comes into our lives are there for a reason and a lesson. It's life. Life will throw challenges our way and it's up to us to decide what to do. You're a fighter Y/N and when you believe in something, you make sure it happens. You have the biggest heart I know and when you love, God, you love so hard. I know because I was able to experience that side of you. Right now, you're hurting because you're truly in love with him."
Sicheng always had a way with his words and right now they were hitting you deep. You squeeze his middle tighter, "What if he doesn't feel the same and it's all in my head? What if-"
"I'm going to stop you there. I know Jaehyun and I know you. You don't see it now, but you're both the same. You try to hide any sort of real emotion as soon as you feel it because you don't want to get hurt, so you deflect all the time. Have you ever wondered why you always joke when something said is true? He would have to be an idiot to not feel the same way, or if he does and doesn't act on it, then it's his lost."
"What should I do?" you whisper, scared to hear what he'll say.
"For tonight, sleep. Take the next couple of days for yourself and think what you want to do. If you want to remove the connection, I will support you. If you decide you need more time and see where it goes, I'll support you."
"Thank you."
"I'm always here for you Y/N. Now get some sleep."
That night you fell asleep with confusion, heartache, and a dash of hopefulness.
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The following week, rumors had circulated around campus that heartthrob Jeong Jaehyun has finally met his soulmate. You heard the whispers of various stories of him sneaking out late at night to hang out with his girlfriend or they were ditching class together. Everyone speculated when they met when you overheard a group of girls say he hasn't been flirting with anyone for a month. Even your friends mentioned he was bailing out on their plans and parties.
You've tried to ignore the talks, but in the end, it only broke you heart more.
You were hanging out with Sicheng, Johnny, Mark and Haru at an ice cream parlor you used to go with Jaehyun after late night drives. As you sit in the round booth laughing at something Johnny said, you hear the bell ring. Your eyes wanders to the door to see a those deep dimples you've come to love. You look away just in time before he looks your way.
Jaehyun's legs carry him over to your table when his eyes light up from seeing you laugh. He hasn't seen you since that night you caught him in the middle of having sex with another girl. He knows he should talk to you, but he had been busy.
"Hey guys." Jaehyun says timidly interrupting the moment. His gaze never leaving your face.
Everyone around the table is shock to see him given that he's been MIA for weeks.
"Hey dude. It's good seeing you man." Mark says giving the older a fist bump.
Before Jaehyun could reply, a girl with pink hair comes up to him wrapping her arm around his. You recognize her as the school's cheerleading captain.
"There you are baby." Rose says cheekily.
Jaehyun gives her a small smile before turning to face your table. "I guess this is the perfect time to announce something important."
"What is it?" Johnny says looking between the two. Sicheng, who sat by your side, notice how tense your body become.
"You've probably heard about the rumors around school and I just want to say that it's true. Rose and I and dating and -"
"And we're soulmates!" she cuts him off smiling widely and tugging his arms tighter.
Your heart instantly drops to the pit of your stomach and you do everything to keep your tears at bay. Congratulations are said until Mark tells the couple to join you all. Johnny and Mark scoot over as the new happy couple take the invitation with Jaehyun sitting directly in front of you.
Soon everyone's orders come and you share yours with Sicheng. He whispers in your ear asking if you were okay and you gave him a small smile and a nod. Jaehyun sees the interaction and looks down to see you sharing your favorite banana split with him. That was your thing together and he couldn't help but feel jealous. He knows he shouldn't because he's with Rose. He realizes things are different now because he finally found his soulmate in Rose.
For the rest of the night, you put on a fake smile, laugh, and talk to Sicheng, trying not to interact with the new couple. The next day, they made it official in front of the entire school and you spend the rest of your day crying on your bed.
It's been a month since Jaehyun and Rose have been together and every day was a nightmare for you. You did everything to avoid him by changing your routine to school and class. You were hardly at the frat house anymore and did your best to avoid all the place you've been to together. No matter what, you couldn't get away from his scent, the clothes that still sits in your closet untouched, or the memories you made in every inch of your apartment. Everywhere you look you're reminded of the happier moments with him.
You wish you could go back to hating him, but no matter how hard you try, the love you have for him outgrew the hatred that was once there.
A week after they went public, you made a consult appointment to the "soulmate" doctor to get more information on removing the connection. At the end of the consult, you're hit with the cold hard truth that once you get the connection removed, you'll no longer be attached to each other. It's like being wiped away from each other's lives. He'd be nonexistent in your world.
You went back and forth on your decision. If you break it, you'd be setting him free to be happy with Rose. There's also the other possibility that you'll never get another soulmate again. You wonder how you went through all of these years thinking you loved the idea of being alone forever just to feel miserable when you think life is granting you your wish.
Being with Jaehyun gave you a taste of what it feels like to be in love. To be loved and receive love back. You love the warm feeling of being wanted and cared for. Now, you just feel empty. Maybe it was for the best to let him go.
In the last month Jaehyun and Rose were inseparable. He found himself ditching his friends to spend time with her at her house and cute dates. Being with Rose, he feels like he was on top of the world. He felt free and loves spoiling her because his heart truly belongs to her. If anyone asks him what his favorite part of the day is, he would say it's being with her in a heartbeat. She understood him and made him feel things he's never felt before.
He had a tiny crush on her during freshman orientation, but never approached her. Jeong Jaehyun shy of approaching his crush let alone a girl? Who would have known. When he saw her at the party a month ago, he finally had the courage to talk to her and brought her to his room, when you walked in on them. He knew he should have talked to you after sleeping with Rose and finding out they were soulmates, but he figured he didn't need to. You two weren't exclusive anyways.
One night he was lying in bed and staring at the ceiling. His mind wanders back to you like it does sometimes. He hasn't seen or talked to you in a while and when he tries to have a friendly conversation with you, he could feel the walls you've put up once again. Then you suddenly changed seats and he stopped coming to class.
He often wonders how you've been, if you've been taking mental breaks, if you've been eating and sleeping well. He wonders if you hate him again. He even notices the sudden shift in the atmosphere whenever he was around your group of mutual friends. No one would mention your name around him and if he asks, he found himself being disappointed you weren't coming. He know things are changing, but he didn't mind it one bit as long as Rose was by his side.
Jaehyun turns to night stand to turn off the light when he notice what appears to be a small clear line on his fourth finger.
He gasp in shock, "It can't be." He's heard about stories of finding your connection with your soulmate and now he is experiencing it. It just confirms that he and Rose are indeed soulmates. He fell asleep that night excited for what the future holds for the couple.
He and Rose were sitting on the couch watching a movie when he grabs her left hand and holds it. He examines her hand, specifically her fourth finger, only to find no clear line. He's confused, but thought nothing of it. He figures it would take time for the mark to show up, but a week later, it still wasn't there.
Jaehyun walks into the kitchen to grab something to drink when hee sees Mark, Jungwoo, Sicheng, Yuta, and Johnny sitting at the table. They all stop talking as soon as they see Jaehyun by the door. He doesn't like the feeling his friends have been giving him, then again, he did blow them off for the last month to be with Rose.
"Hey guys." he says shrugging off the look Sicheng is giving him.
"Look who's finally home. We haven't seen you in a minute." Yuta says sarcastically.
"Yeah, sorry about that. Rose is at practice, so I came home to take a quick nap." He takes a sip of water trying not to be awkward with his friends.
"Speaking of Rose, since you're in a relationship now, why don't we go on a group date like last time?" Johnny suggests trying to break the tension in the air.
"Oh dude yeah! That was so much fun!" Mark and Jaehyun agree with the plan.
The group date was the next night and it was déjà vu. They went to the same restaurant when Jaehyun and you were still single, follow by going to the Han River. Everything about tonight reminds him of you. The sex in the bathroom, the gazing stares, sex in the car, and everything that has happened since that night.
He misses you and everything about you.
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"Alright class, I hope your final project is coming along great. I am expecting good results. You all had three months to do this and it's due next week. You may go now."
Shit. Jaehyun completely forgotten about the project you two were supposed to work on. He hasn't talked to you in nearly a month and has no idea if you were done with the photos. Jaehyun gets up from his chair when Professor Choi calls him over. Once the last few people empty the room, Professor Choi looks at him
"How are you doing Jaehyun?"
"Um, pretty good for the most part. Can't complain much sir." he gives him a cheesy smile.
"That's great to hear. Listen have you talked to Y/N?"
Y/N? Did something happen to you? No, our friends would have said something to me.
"Um, it's been a while. We've both been busy lately."
"I see. Okay, well I hate to be the one to tell you this, but I talked to her this morning and unfortunately you're both on your own for this project."
Wait what!?
Jaehyun clears his throat, "Did she say why?"
"She was pulled away for a family emergency, but she did say you both have enough photos to finish the project separately. I know it's sudden, but I have faith in you Jaehyun. Just thought I'd let you know in case you didn't. You may go now."
Jaehyun stood there like a brick wall letting his brain register the information and on autopilot, he bids his goodbyes and walks out the door.
Why didn't anyone told him about your situation? Better yet, why didn't you tell him about your situation instead of Professor Choi making him look like an idiot. You two were friends, or so he thought you were. Jaehyun's mind wanders to different scenarios, but disregard them when he finds himself standing in front of Lee's Bookstore.
He wanders inside and glazes over the books until he accidentally bumps into an older woman.
"Oh I'm so sorry ma'am." he bows in respect.
"Oh no worries dear. These books can be so mesmerizing." she gives him a soft smile.
Just before Jaehyun can say his apologies once more, an older man walks up to you both. "There you are sunshine. I've been looking for you. I should have known you'd be here instead of the cafe." He kisses the woman and gives her a look full of love. Jaehyun thought they were cute and blushes at the thought of him and Rose growing old like them one day.
"You two are very cute together. May I ask how long you two have been together?"
"Ah, well son, we've been together our entire lives -"
"We just didn't know it at the time." his wife interjects.
"Yes, let's just say we weren't nice to each other. We basically hated each other until one day, we just didn't." He smiles down at her and gives her a longing look.
"How did you know you were meant to be?" Jaehyun asks curiously.
"Well, when we got together, it wasn't by nature per say. We forced ourselves to be civil with one another for the sake of our friends. Then we started hanging out more and surely, we fell in love. I was in denial, so when I tried to move on with another person, I started to hear her thoughts." the older man laughs.
"At first, I thought I was going insane, but it was her voice and I could hear everything she was thinking of. I kept this secret at first and most of them time I was intrigued, but what made me realize I love her was what she thought about me. It was then that I found out that she loved me back. I promise myself that I would do everything in my power to get her back and I'm so glad I did." He hugs her as she wipes a tear away.
They sound exactly like -
"So you hated each other then loved each other?" Jaehyun accidentally says his thoughts aloud.
"Yes dear. He's my soulmate." She turns to look at Jaehyun and ask him, "How did you and your soulmate meet?"
He's taken aback by her sudden question and scratch the back of his neck, "We met during freshman orientation, but recently just found each other again." Jaehyun smiles when he remembers the night of the party.
"Oh young love. Please do tell us more if you don't mind sweetie."
Jaehyun chuckles, "Alright. Well we just reconnected at a house party and we clicked. We've only been dating for a month, but I have this mark show up just a week ago." He shows them the clear line on his finger.
"Ah oh my. What was her reaction when she also found her mark? I remember telling my husband I was weirded out by hearing his voice in my head."
Everyone laughs when Jaehyun speaks up, "She doesn't have it, but I mean maybe it just takes time to show up."
The couple share a knowing look and look at Jaehyun with sympathy who looks back at them confused, "What is it?"
"Son I don't mean to burst your bubble, but soulmate marks usually show up at the same time or when someone is willing to let their soulmate go." The husband says.
"But that doesn't mean she's not your soulmate either darling. Maybe hers is just taking a little more time. Sometimes when one person is really in love, their mark shows up quickly." she smiles at him.
"I hope you have your happy ending dear. Oh and speaking of happy endings, we told this young lady once, I think a month ago about our story. Oh what was her name honey?" She snaps her fingers as she tries to search her memory for the name. "Ah! Y/N. That was her name. It's such a beautiful name. Oh how my heart broke for her. She was ecstatic, but I could tell she was so confused about this boy she was seeing. I hope she had her happy ending."
Y/N? My Y/N?
"Do you remember what she looked like?"
She describes your features from your hair color, face structure, and even the clothes you were wearing that day. Jaehyun couldn't believe that she was describing you. Taken aback, Jaehyun quickly says his thank you's and bids them goodbye.
That night, he laid in bed thinking about you and the couple's story. Their story was exactly like his story with you. He always thought about you, but tonight was different. He remembers the nights you two shared the same bed. He remembers the pillow talks and little games you two used to play. He remembers you would dance and sing out of nowhere and he would join you.
He remembers your smile and laugh whenever he made a joke or simply looking at you. He remembers the long night talks on the phone or texting each other all day if you didn't see each other. He remembers every little thing about you.
Jaehyun tries to think of Rose and how he makes him feel, but after five minutes, he's come to the conclusion that what he feels for her, isn't the same way he felt when he was with you.
This is so stupid. Rose is my soulmate. Not Y/N.
Jaehyun swipes his phone open and opens the gallery app. He doesn't know why he's looking at photos taken from the lake you dragged him to. He comes across the photo he secretly took of you overlooking the lake with a smile on your face. The sun was just coming up and hitting your skin beautifully. He scrolls more and looks at the selfies you took together a bit longer. Then he sees it.
It's a photo of you holding out your left hand to make him stop taking photos of you. He zooms in focusing on your fourth finger and sees the clear line.
"It can't be." He zooms in closer making sure he isn't seeing things, but it was clearly there. He looks at other photos, focusing on your left hand and it's the same mark as his. Jaehyun remembers what the couple told him earlier.
“Son, I don’t mean to burst your bubble, but soulmate signs usually show up at the same time or when someone is willing to let their soulmate go.” “… not all stories have the same signs. Sometimes when one person is really in love, their marks shows up quickly.”
His mind flashes back to the day you met at seven years old and hated each other out of the gates. His mind plays everything like a montage of you both growing up, but one memory sticks out in his mind. He remembers always looking at you from afar. During lunch in high school, he had the perfect view of where you sat with your friends. His eyes would always skim over to where you were and as hard as he tried to stop looking at you, your smile was what always brought him back.
He never meant to sleep with you that night two months ago, it just happened. Both of you tried to stop, but couldn't. All of these memories of your time together comes rushing back in waves. Jaehyun was so overwhelm, he decides to go down for fresh air.
He sees Sicheng and Johnny sitting outside on the porch and accidentally overhears a little bit of their conversation.
"Did she say when her appointment is?" Johnny asks.
"In two days, but I think she's lying. For all I know, she could have done it today or tomorrow. I hate seeing her in so much pain Johnny. It's not fair to her." Sicheng sighs sadly.
Jaehyun doesn't need to ask who they're talking about because he already knew. He needed to get to the bottom of this now. He clears his throat and the two men look behind them to see Jaehyun standing there awkwardly. Johnny gets up, giving the younger a soft pat on the shoulder before sitting next to Sicheng.
It's quiet for a moment before Jaehyun speaks up first, "I'm sorry for being an ass for the last month. I'm more sorry for hurting Y/N."
"It's not me who you should be apologizing to Jaehyun."
"I know, but I know she talks to you and you two are close. I don't blame you if you also hate me too." he says sadly.
Sicheng sighs, "You know you're really dense sometimes, but I will tell you exactly what I told her. You both are the same even if you don't realize it. You really hurt her."
"How is she?"
"She's ... doing better for the most part."
"What happened to her family? Professor Choi said that she was pulled away for a family emergency."
When Sicheng doesn't say anything, he turns to look at his friend who looks like he's arguing with himself. "What is it?"
"She - There's." Sicheng sighs frustratingly. He really hates being the middleman. "She doesn't have a family emergency. She's getting the connection removed." he confess quietly.
Jaehyun's heart plummets to his stomach making it hard for him to breathe. So you did know about the connection, yet, you never told him. He never had the chance to decide because you've taken that opportunity away from him.
"That's what Johnny and I were talking about before you came. As your friend, I am telling you this, if you don't love her the same way she loves you, please let her go."
"But I do love her." Jaehyun whispers keeping his tear at bay and also coming to this realization. "I love her so much Sich and I was stupid to not see it soon enough. We both didn't believe in this soulmate shit to begin with, that it wasn't meant for us, but now? I can't stop thinking about her and it hurts that she ignores me even though I know I deserve it." Jaehyun feels a tear drop and silently cries.
Sicheng knows Jaehyun never shows any sort of emotions and keeps everything buried deep down, but as soon as he hears his friend sniffles, he knows Jaehyun really loves you. He pats Jaehyun's back and lets him cry it out.
"What should I do?" Jaehyun asks the obvious.
"I think you know what to do Jay. You've always known." Jaehyun nods and thank his friend for letting him talk and apologize.
The next morning, Jaehyun asks Rose is he could come over and talk to her. In less than ten minutes, he was at her front door and broke the news to her. He expected her to cry and yell, instead, she was calm and understanding.
"It's okay Jay. If I'm being honest, I've had a hunch since our second week together. You were always semi distracted, but I was in denial at the time." Rose holds his hand giving it a squeeze.
"I'm sorry. You don't deserve this."
"Jay, listen to me. You're fine. My soulmate is out there somewhere waiting for me. Go find yours and from what it sounds like, you already know who it is."
Jaehyun gives her a soft smile in return and both part ways with a 'see you around.'
Since leaving Rose's play, he made it his mission to find you, except you were hard to find. He's been trying to reach you for majority of the morning, but you never answered any of his calls or texts. He stopped by your place to see if you were home, but as expected, no one answered the door.
He looks in the places you had dragged him to and still, you were nowhere to be found. He starts to panic when his friends said they don't know where you've been or gone to. Jaehyun wanders around campus hoping to see you.
He finally sees Lisa and Ten heading to their usual hang out spot. He runs up to the couple and tries to catch his breath, "Have you seen Y/N?"
Lisa gives him the same look she has given him for an entire month and snaps, "Why do you want to suddenly know where she is? It's not your place to ask."
"Babe -"
"No. He doesn't get to ask about her after the way he treated her and pushed her to the side. She's my best friend and you really hurt her Jaehyun."
"I know and I'm sorry. I need to tell her I'm sorry before it's too late."
"No -"
"Lisa please. I realize now how much of a jerk I've been and I regret it. I regret everything except for one thing. Please." He pleads with he as he shows her the mark on his fourth finger.
Lisa saw the same mark on yours after you had told her everything that happened between you and Jaehyun. Lisa knows you miss Jaehyun and she could see the panic in his eyes are the same ones you wore when you found out about him and Rose.
Taking a deep breath, she gives in. "She said something about going to clear her head. I don't know where that is though." Jaehyun's eyes spark in hope and excitement. He gives them a big hug. "Thank you."
He runs to his car and drives to the only place you go to clear your head. The lake. He hopes to the universe, he isn't too late.
Jaehyun arrives at the lake in less than two hours after speeding like a lightning bolt. He parks his car, not caring if he locked his doors or not and runs on the familiar path.
"Jesus, why did she have to choose a place with hiking trails." he huffs out making sure he doesn't lose his footing while also trying to rush to you.
Finally reaching the top, he takes a second to take in the beautiful view of the lake and the wind blowing over his face. He scans the ground and his eye catches a figure standing by the lake. Jaehyun's heart leaps and rushes down the trail to run towards the figure. He slows down once he realizes it's not you.
His heart sinks once again. He looks to his left, right, do a 360, and you were nowhere to be seen. Jaehyun lets out a choke and feel the tears begin to fall. He lets out all of his emotion as he concludes that he's lost you forever.
He takes one last look at the view before turning around. His breath hitches, his heart stops, his are wide when he sees you standing there in front of him. Your eyes big as his. He could tell you look nervous or was it surprise? He takes in your features and his heart begins to speed up. How could he have been so oblivious that it's always been you all this time.
"What are you doing here?" You couldn't comprehend he was really here in your safe place.
Why is he here?
Just minutes before, Lisa called you mentioning something regarding Jaehyun. Before you could ask her to repeat it, the call dropped. You haven't seen him in a month and your heart beats faster than ever now that he's in front of you. The visible tears and pink nose tells you he had just been crying.
"I have something to tell you."
"Please let me say what I need to say Y/N. If you don't like what you hear, then you can leave and I will leave you alone." You nod for him to continue intrigued by what he wanted to say.
He takes one cautious step forward and takes a deep breath, "You're annoying to the point I can't stand you."
Your jaw drops in complete blindside, "Excuse me? You-"
"You've always pertain yourself to be this perfect girl and for that you're annoying. I hate that I can't get your stupid smile out of my head after we fight. I hate that I hear your voice whenever you're not around to the point I think I need to be checked in. I hate the way you stand there looking at nothing and look beautiful without even trying. Even without makeup and your hair in a bun, you still look beautiful. I hate that you don't put up with my bullshit because you can see right through me. I hate when you laugh because fuck I swear I get butterflies in my stomach. I hate that you laugh at my lame jokes, when they're not that funny to begin with."
He takes another step closer as you stay frozen in your spot, "I hate that I think of you whenever I'm with Rose or with our friends. If I'm at a party, on a date, or group date, my mind always wanders back to you. I hate when I'm not around you I feel this sense that something is missing in my life. I hate when I'm alone in bed it's cold and quiet because you're not next to me. I hate that I find myself walking into stores we've been to together. I hate that I can't even listen to the songs or movies we used to watch because it doesn't feel right."
You both have tears in your eyes, but he pushes through. "I hate that I was the one who broke your heart when I ran away from you and my feelings. I'm so sorry I didn't see it sooner and I'm sorry I stood you up that night when you asked to meet at the park. I'm sorry for being a coward and not talking to you after I got with Rose. I shouldn't have done any of that, but I was scared. I thought I was doing the right thing. I was scared that it was just me feeling all of these emotions and you were in it for the fun, but now I see it. I see and understand what people say about their soulmate."
He doesn't know when he got close to you all of a sudden. He looks down at your hands and holds them. He can see the line on your fourth finger matching his. He looks at you and wipes away your tears. "I'm sorry it took me so long to say this and I hope you can forgive me. I'm in love with you. I love you. I have always loved you since the first time we met." He caresses your cheek as more tears begin to fall.
"I love everything about you, even the ones you don't like about yourself. I love you and I mean it. I can't see myself falling in love with any other that isn't you. I know I may be late, but I'm hoping this changes your mind. If you don't feel the same way or if you feel like we can't come back from this, I won't push it. I'll accept whatever truth and reality may come. But I just want you to know I love you so much Y/N."
When he doesn't say anything else, you find it hard to find your voice.
"Please say something."
You gulp the lump in your throat and look into his eyes, "I have an appointment today." Jaehyun's heart shatters and he feels his heart is about to explode. He feel his eyes begin to sting once again but prevents them from falling.
You want to yell at him and tell him to fuck off. You want to push him away, but you can't find it in you to do so.
"Please Y/N -"
"I hate that I can't stop thinking about you even when you're a jerk to me. I hate that I can't hate you because I'm in love with you too."
Jaehyun's heart slows down and beats faster at the same time. You smile up at him making him smile so wide, his whiskers shows. He leans down, cupping your face and putting a strand of hair behind your ear and kisses you passionately.
Everything in that moment slows down. Nothing else in the world matters, except for your rapid beating hearts beating as one.
No more confusions, no more games, no more running. You were both coming to terms that you're destined to be with each other.
"I'm sorry." he whispers against your lips.
"You should be asshole, but I'm sorry too."
"No more running." His forehead touches yours as you close your eyes and share the air between you.
"No more running. Jay?"
"Yes, my love."
"I don't want us to change how we were before. It's what made us, us." He opens his eyes, backing his head back and looks at you with a smile.
"Me neither." He wraps his strong arms around you and pulls you closer to him. "Big head."
You couldn't help but laugh at his remark, "Okay, bigger head."
"Thanks. I know it's massive." he smirks. You smack his chest lightly as you both laugh.
"Forget it. I'm not doing this with you."
His arms wrap tighter around you as you both face the setting sun and take in this moment. The moment where the love of your life confesses his love for you and the safety of being in his arms.
"I love you Jaehyun."
"I love you too Y/N."
"Next we have Jaehyun and Y/N." You both make your way to the front of the class and while he is putting in the USB to bring up the PowerPoint, you begin presenting.
Jaehyun was in charge of rearranging the slides and photos, while you were in charge of what to say about each piece.
In the middle of your presentation, you look up at the projector and the photos on the screen take you by surprise. There were photos taken when you both were kids, starting from when you were born to you both sharing the same class, high school photos, photos you've taken at the start of this project, and ending with a photo of you both in bed smiling happily.
It was your love story and Jaehyun wasn't shy to express how much he loves you.
"In photos, time is forever frozen. The moment you hear the click and take the photo, you have memories of what you were feeling in that moment of time. You can't reproduce that moment as it becomes nothing but a memory and a photo for reference. We solely take photos to tell a story and keep those memories alive." Jaehyun looks at you with nothing but loving and adoring eyes as you stay there lost for words.
"And this is the story of how we fell in love."
A/N: Phew! She's finally here! If you made it this far, thank you so much for reading! This is the most I've ever written. I think I'll go into hibernation until next year, just kidding. Also Sticker and Lemonade Jaehyun made me go the extra mile hehe. I've had this idea since early April and wasn't sure how to write it because there so much in the plot. I thought to myself, let's write a story with all my tropes - enemies to lovers, fwb to lovers, and soulmates au. To top it off, I also thought, instead of fwb lets make it enemies with benefits, and well we got this lol. The confession was inspired by one of my favorite movies '10 Things I Hate About You' and thought it'd be perfect for this fic. For those who have been waiting for this fic, thank you for waiting patiently. It's been a fun and wild ride and I loved writing this fic. I hope you enjoyed reading my work and please leave feedback. <3
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genshinarchives · a month ago
You are rarely sad and he hasn’t seen you cry once. But when life overwhelms you, even you can’t stop your tears from flowing.
Albedo, Itto | Gender-neutral reader | Headcanons
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Albedo would find it a bit odd that you’re not talking his ear off as usual and stops painting the scenery in front of him to look at you. He sees you sitting next to him on the grass with your chin propped on your palm, head turned away from his curious eyes. He would leave you alone at first, believing that you're simply deep in thought, but when he hears your poorly suppressed sniffles his attention is immediately on you again.
Although he's not the best when it comes to expressing his own emotions, he is no fool when it comes to understanding your feelings. He knows when something's bothering you, just like now. As he carefully sets his paintbrush aside, he joins you on the grass and calls your name. He feels a twinge of sadness in his heart at the mere thought of you crying because he’s never seen you shed a tear once.
If you don't respond to him, Albedo will not pester you any further. You must have your own reasons for not letting him see your tears, and he will respect your privacy. Instead, he'll try talking to you by telling you about his day, and he'll even make sketches of the memorable moments for a better visualisation. At the end of his one-sided storytelling session, he'll place the sketches on your lap before silently drawing your favourite things until you've collected yourself.
If you respond to him and let him see your face, his first instinct is to wipe your tears away, which surprises you. You accept his kind gesture regardless and allow him to remedy your tears. "What's wrong?" he asks, cupping your cheek, "If something is upsetting you, it's best that you tell me instead of bottling it all up." When you tell him the reason why you've been feeling frustrated and upset recently, he listens attentively, nodding and occasionally humming in understanding.
Albedo will try his best to offer any advice if he can, but if he can't come up with a solution for you, he'll stand up and tell you to take his hand. If you ask him why, he'll simply answer, “Let’s have a walk to clear your mind. Perhaps you’ll be able to see a little light in the darkness if I’m with you.”
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Itto is completely taken aback when you suddenly cry in front of him. He had always thought of you as a sunny person, so the moment he sees your tears, he switches into panic mode and waves his hands in front of him wildly while stumbling over his words.
He quickly drags you to a secluded area because he wants to prevent the passers-by from misunderstanding the situation. Oni blood runs through him, and when he’s placed beside a crying human, it’s obvious what people would think of first without any context. Once he’s sure that nobody is around, he plops his hands on your shoulders and asks you who he should fight with a completely serious face. Did the samurai of the Tenryou Commission bully you? Or were you perhaps robbed by those scumbags called the nobushi? Whoever had hurt you, he’s ready to face them like a man...!
Yes, this himbo is quick to jump to conclusions and immediately assumes that somebody got physical with you. You better get yourself together right now and tell Itto that nobody laid a hand on you. Once you’ve stopped him from summoning his club to bash some faces in, he tries to calm you down. Oh, what about a hug? Let this big guy wrap his arms around you and- Oops, looks like he’s suffocating you instead.
When the hug doesn’t work, he makes you sit down in front of him instead and joins you on the ground. He asks you what’s wrong, and when you see how genuinely worried he is about you, you can’t help but spill everything to him. As your problems catch up to you again, you cry even harder, prompting him to hold your face as gently as he could while awkwardly wiping your tears. “O-oh, I see...” he says after you’ve finished talking, “But that’s life, ain’t it? You fall down and get hurt, so you just gotta slap on a band-aid and pick yourself up again. You won’t be alone though because you’ve got me, the greatest boyfriend to ever exist!”
Itto may be an idiot with a simple mind, but the way he cares about you is 100% genuine. Everything he does is for you; every stupid thing he does is for you to smile and laugh at. Life is a bumpy road, but worry not! He’ll be there to scoop you into his arms and carry you all the way... or he can trip with you.
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snappleapple · 12 months ago
their favorite types of kisses
people in this - dream, georgenotfound, sapnap, wilbur, punz, jschlatt, awesamdude, quackity
the most disgusting fluff i’ve ever written
warning - cursing, i think that’s all but if there is more please do not hesitate to tell me :)
word count - 2k
a/n: okay okay, i might’ve lied earlier about that being my last post but this was short and easy to make which is why i would like to feed my readers this early haha. anyways, enjoy and please disregard the errors in this post, i hate proof reading anything lol. also, i’ve been very indecisive on the title and i might change it later and ooh, my masterlist will be made soon. i’ve just been feeling very unproductive these days. also, please put in requests, i am so bored and dumb therefore there are no ideas in this brain. and if you’d like a part 2, i might add more people for the part 2!anyways, peace!
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dream -
i get the feeling that dream’s favorite type of kisses would be cheek kisses
he just likes to watch as you struggle to reach his height
“aw look at those little legs do their thing.”
ends up with you not giving him his kiss
and mans becomes SO pouty
“y/n…come on. don’t be this way.” :(
if you don’t kiss him on the cheek, will also become SO clingy and whiny
“why won’t you KISS ME!”
clenches his fists and stomps away like a teenage girl during puberty
slamming the door to your room
so then you have to go and give him all the kisses he wants
his face is slammed into your pillow
you sit on the side of the bed and pet his hair
leading him to stare up at you with puppy dog eyes
“i will give you all the kisses you want. so stop being so pouty, you big baby.”
will literally leave zero feet of space between you and him
taps his cheek to tell you he wants kisses
when you go on dates, will literally make you stand on your tippy toes to get his kisses
does not bend down at all and actually lifts his head higher to tease you
in other words, clingy but rude hoe
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george -
george is a classic romantic
he loves just lip kisses
pecks or lingering ones
he doesn’t care
mans don’t need too many kisses
nor does he need to be too clingy
total opposite of dream and sapnap *ahem clingy ahem*
if he wants a kiss,
he will come over to you and get it
doesn’t get pouty if you’re busy
just waits patiently
doesn’t enjoy it when you interrupt him when he’s streaming so you do your own thing
when you’re watching a movie with him,
he will literally only stare at you with his cute smile
and listen to your every criticism of the movie
he likes to just peck your lips whenever he feels like it
and you’re just not surprised anymore
just likes to stare at your lips whenever you talk
overall, is very sweet but not to an extent with showing affection
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sapnap -
sapnap just vibes with neck kisses
it tickles his neck and he loves them
giggles when you pepper kisses along his neck and flushes a deep red
“y/n. stop.” giggles between each word
but when you do, becomes the saddest person in the whole world
“i was joking.” :(
when he’s streaming and he begins to miss you
would leave his room and find you just to get a kiss
just like dream, would get angry if you give him no kisses
very amusing for you
and you love to tease him
“i don’t want to give you kissies.”
continues to stare at you with a large frown until you give in and give him kissies
lsg supremacy but i’ll get into this later hehe
you better give him kisses or you’ll be dealing with a very sad sapnap
sadnap :(
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wilbur -
wilbur, wilbur, wilbur
what can i even say
total nose kiss guy
i bet he’ll boop your nose twenty four seven
asks stupid questions just to get your attention
“yes wilbur?”
“is a hotdog a sandwich?”
“did you just say boop while you booped my nose?”
if he’s streaming and you bring him a snack
he will hold your face still and leave kisses on your nose
not too clingy but not too distant
likes to be just right with you
if its snowy outside and your noses get red
makes dumb jokes about he is rudolph and you’re mrs. rudolph
just a lot of smooches from wilby
takes you to a lot of hidden cafes in the city
and while you read, he balances his head on his palm, staring at you in admiration
if you’re insecure about your nose, you legit can’t be around wilbur because he will go on a tangent about how beautiful it is
substantially, soft boy hours all day bro, besides when he gets mad then you leave the hormonal man tf alone
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punz -
i don’t see a lot of punz on tumblr so here we go
punz loves hand kisses
not to an extent where he has a hand fetish
god no but just like
when your holding hands, he’ll occasionally pull your hand up to his lips and leave a kiss
lots of hand holding
and i mean lots
constantly gets mad fun of for being a simp but ignores those comments because he genuinely loves you so much
likes it when you play with his hair and messing it up
also likes to compare hand sizes with you
always has a hand on your thigh or your hand in his whenever he is driving somewhere with you
even when you go on dates, always holding hands
no matter how sweaty your hand gets, he will hold on
sometimes if he holds on for too long, you have to tell him to let go
“punz, my hand is super sweaty. lets take a break from the hand holding.”
would flat out decline so you would have to pry your hand out of his
he would also love it when you would kiss his hand
makes him feel all polite and precious LOL
would also wrap his pinky along yours when you walk together
he once came with you to a family gathering for christmas and was so SHY
shy boy held your hand for security while your younger siblings made fun of you
afterwards, when you were under a mistletoe, he kisses you on the lips before kissing you on his favorite part of your body,
your hand
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c!jschlatt -
jschlatt is a whole mess
the first time you met, he confessed that he would hate you for as long as you lived because you made fun of his boots
now he says he still strongly dislikes you but you’re more tolerable
doesn’t like it when you make him soft and HATES it when he blushes
“why must you do this to me, mother nature?”
also “hates” it when you even touch him because he “hates” you
when he actually confessed to you that he liked you with his grumpy usual grandpa voice,
you kissed him on his forehead, after he bent down of course
he is an actual giant and threatens to squash you like an ant if he feels the need to
is an absolute monster to you but loves it when you kiss his forehead because it makes him feel secure and loved
likes to watch the wind blow through your hair and mess it up but gives you his hat because he like you being “all pretty and shit”
gets SUPER jealous when you hug children
like for example, when you went over to a family gathering at his house, his cousins came up to hug you
and when you let go of the child, the man child comes and lugs you over his shoulder
gets yelled at by his mom and gives her a sheepish smile before rolling his eyes and throwing you down on the sofa set next to him
his mom doesn’t approve of the way he treats you but you tell her its fine because he’s cute
when you are far from any type of civilization or in the safety and solitude of your own home, he wants kisses on the forehead
pointing up to it and bending down so you could reach it
“y/n, i only love you because of your forehead kisses.”
“you only love me for my kisses?” :(
actually feels slightly bad
“and because of your personality.”
“thank you-“
“shut up. we don’t talk about this.”
in conclusion, give him his forehead kisses or perish
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awesamdude -
sam just adores it when you give him jawline kisses
not because it’s basically the only place you could reach but because it’s a sweet gesture
sam is all about sweetness
i mean have you even seen this man on his stream
he likes to watch you while you have conversations with your friends
not in a creepy way but more like an adoring way
cause man does he love you
i mean not only does he love you but his whole family does
and when you’re alone with sam, you love to bury him underneath all of your love
“i love you sam!”
“no i love you more y/n!”
“NO i LOVE you more!”
“NO i LOVE you MORE!”
“okay thank you sweet pea.”
leaving you a bit confused but happy that he accepts your love
when you cuddle, omg
he never stops peppering kisses all over your face and vice versa because your relationship is disgustingly fluffy
when he lends you one of his sweatshirts, you sure as hell better wear that shit out or else (i am leaving a blank threat here)
sam loves technology but you guys sort of have a system
a system that involves mailing each other love letters rather than texting them
you guys also go on a ton of walks just about anywhere
hand holding is mandatory even though you probably look like a child compared to him
just give sam lots of love and in return, you’ll receive lots of love
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quackity -
mans cannot leave you tf alone
likes to do ANYTHING freaky around you
“i will follow you to the ends of the earth, mi amor.” or
“ayy, back off.” if anyone gets too close to you
messes with you twenty four seven and makes it his job to drive you insane
plays horror games at two in the morning for fun
and when he gets scared, hides in the safety of your arms
“mi amor. i’m scared.”
“shut the fuck up and sleep, alex.”
“okay.” shuts up quickly and snuggles deeper into the crook of your neck
loves you so deeply but HATES your cat
“look at that little dumb thing stare at me. you got a problem bro?”
your cat also HATES alex
scratches him all the time and hisses at him
if you think sapnap is babie, wait till you meet alex
“y/n he bit me!”
when you glance down, you don’t even see a scratch
“kiss my boo boo.”
“what boo boo? there’s nothing there.”
gasps as if you offended him
“this boo boo that your el demonio did to me.”
this man will do anything to get boo boo kisses
istg, you once found him provoking your cat to get some scratches
in alex’s mind, ouchies = kisses from y/n
always has ouchies from god knows where and shows it to you
even though you find it annoying at first, you grow used to it and it sorta becomes your thing with alex
alex is babie and you need to take good care of him :)
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iuwon · 2 months ago
pairing : enhypen ‘02z line x reader
fluff. intimacy. established relationship. kissing (no explicit content).
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*ੈ✩ jay / / / his signature type of kiss are his kind of kisses that rush from your neck and trail along your jawline, with his lips gently hovering by your skin — leaving tingling sensations. he loves the way your eyes tell how you can’t resist him, or the small breaks of uncontrollable laughter he would hear from you. he’ll either have his arms wrapped around your waist, coming from behind you to lean over your neck — or wriggle his way to your side in bed to lay on your chest. you know he’s trying to grab your attention whenever it happens, especially if he’s trying to get you into forgiving him with his bribes and working your on weaknesses, his neck-to-jawline kisses, against you.
*ੈ✩ sunghoon / / / collarbone kisses. those are his favorites; the kind where you can feel his breath fanning your neck, and the kind where he comfortably rests his head against your chest. whether it’s an excuse to sneak a peak to whatever you’re up-to with your phone, or if it’s out of comfort while watching a drama series together — he’ll be distracting you by leaving trails of kisses on your collarbone along with muffled laughs. it’s definitely playful. it’s his dazed and lazy smitten-struck eyes that unconsciously stare at you; the corner of his lips twitching upwards in humor when you start laughing over a funny drama scene, or when he starts frowning when you start crying over a sad one.
*ੈ✩ jake / / / it’s hard for your boy to chose a favorite, he loves all the kinds of kisses — just with the fact alone that he gets to kiss you. he’s in love and content with anything you give him, but he loves it when you cup his cheeks on your palms. it gets him giddy. he kisses the most random side of your face, and he likes to see it as his own special spot. it’s the ones that makes you feel butterflies — it’s the ones that make you feel fuzzy all over. he doesn’t give much reason as to why he does it, and would just do it whenever he feels like it. it’s clinging onto you for no apparent reason, it’s greeting you after a long day of training or working, it’s cooing at you — it’s him loving you.
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chilumi-shipper · 2 months ago
I have finally gathered the balls to send a request-
This my first time doing this and I'm so sorry if I'm awkward and doing this wrong help
AhEmmmMmMm anyways may I request the "Are you jealous? <( ̄︶ ̄)>" Fluff with Diluc and/or xiao!! (If you don’t mind and if you’re not busy ofc)
Tysmm!! Have a wonderful day 💗💗
Diluc x AFAB!GN!Reader / Xiao x GN!Reader
Summary: You start collecting little nice slimes from your adventures, you can't help it, they're just too cute to be left behind in the wild all alone and sad. Anyway, your boyfriend starts to become jealous when you take care of your little army of slimes instead of him :(
Prompt: "Are you jealous? <( ̄︶ ̄)>"
(I'll give this a little warning and say that in this, Diluc is a simp for reader's mommy milkers, that's why it's AFAB reader. So just a smidge of horny juice ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )
The first night, Diluc found it so cute coming home to you sleeping on your shared bed, two slimes enjoying the warmth of your body, a hydro slime resting on your tummy, and a pyro slime nuzzling your cheek.
He did bring up the fact that the pyro one can burn you, but...
"Oh, Diluc. Burny here would never do that." You raised the little pyro slime up to his face, the blob looking at him all confused. "He's my little baby~" Then, you brought the little slime to your chest, your lover visibly perplexed that the slime's expression immediately turned happy from confusion.
The second night, there was three more slimes, which the red-haired man assumed to be triplets, since they were all geo slimes sleeping stacked up together just above your head.
And things happen, so now, there was a freaking mommy anemo slime sheltering her two babies with her wings. Andddd... They're sleeping on his side of the bed.
That same night though, you weren't asleep, you were singing a quiet song to your pets, watching as they all swayed side to side in perfect sync.
You hear a cough from behind you.
Following the sound, you see Diluc!
Awww, you were just thinking that Diluc would absolutely love seeing that you just thought the Slimies, that's what you started calling them, how to dance.
"'Luc, you're home! I wanted to show you something important!" You jumped off the bed, almost tripping at the process, before jumping into the arms of your lover.
Does Diluc want to be mad at you for letting slimes invade the bed? Yes.
Is he mad at you for letting slimes invade the bed? Hell no.
He loves you a little too much to be mad at you for having such a big, soft heart.
I mean, you took home an anemo slime and her children because when you looked at their eyes for the first time, you knew they needed help, and you would die of guilt if you just left them their in the wild.
Diluc especially isn't gonna be mad at you after you just pulled him a chair, presented the "Slimies" on the bed in front of him, sung in your beautiful voice whilst the slimes dance to the soft melodies.
"What do you think? Isn't it great?" You asked ever so enthusiastically, even clapping for your little slimes.
"Of course it was, darling. You don't sing very often, but when you do..." Diluc had stood up from his chair, walking closer to you before sitting next to you on the bed. He had gently took your hand in his. "It's the best." With that, he kissed the back of your hand.
The red haired man did love seeing the slight tint of pink on your cheeks.
"But, uhhh.... Where are we gonna sleep?"
So that was the fifth night, the slimes took one side of the bed.
Diluc laid on his back on the other, you on your stomach on top of him, hugging his form as you slept peacefully. It was a pretty cold night, he would be lying that he didn't love the feeling of your body against his.
"No naughty touchies, Diluc! The babies might wake up and see us!"
On the seventh day, you asked the Winery's staffs' help in creating a small bed that's big enough for the mommy anemo slime and her babies to sleep in beside your own bed.
Now you have both sides of the bed back to normal... sort of.
Diluc knows that look, that look on the pyro slime's small face as it was squished between your breasts.
The look of utter superiority.
Great, he can't touch you in that spot, because "the slimes will see" but it's okay for that little bugger to just squeeze his way between those pretty mounds?
That's unfair.
"Diluc! Burny would never do such a thing! He's the sweetest little angel in the world." You had scolded him when he told you about that.
You had taken your three little geos for a walk in the city and manage to find yourself in Angel's Share to visit your favorite person in the whole wide world.
Surprisingly, it was pretty empty, just a few people upstairs drinking with their buddies.
Diluc's eyes landed on the three blobs that you held to you upper body, his lips tightening at the sight of the geos nuzzling your soft chest.
Great, not them too.
Your tiny gasp brings his attention back to your face. "Diluc..."
You smiled teasingly at him.
"Are you jealous?" His face and ears instantly heat up, your expression was just like: <( ̄︶ ̄)>
"N-No... It's not like I'm mad that they get to be so close to you and I can't----" The red haired man cursed himself, not realizing what he just said. It made you giggle.
You gently placed the geo triplets on the bar counter, going around so that you could enter behind the counter where he is.
"Come here, you big teddy bear." You wrapped your arms around him, his figure stammering down a little so his head rested on your chest.
"How does that feel?" Despite Diluc's distaste for affection in public, he admits that he probably wouldn't pull away even if a costumer walks through the door.
"Good..." His voice was muffled from being buried on your covered skin.
You both hear the front door of Angel's Share open.
"Uhh... Is this a bad time?" Both your face were red as Diluc's hair as the Cavalry Captain's voice comes from the doorway.
From the balcony of Wangshu Inn, he heard your whisper being carried by the wind.
Though you didn't seem distressed, Xiao felt worry run through him as he uses his power to look for you.
The situation is... a little less worrying than he thought.
"Can you help me get these little guys back to the Inn?" You had gestured downwards, directing his eyes to the big geo slime hiding behind your legs, with three other smaller slimes hiding behind the big slime.
The Yaksha had looked at you all confused. "Why?"
You frowned at him, putting your hands on your hips sternly. "Look at their eyes, Xiao. This geo slime family needs our help!"
From closer inspections, he definitely saw a few rough spikes and gashes on the mother slime, its facial expressions sad and begging, looking at you all hopeful.
Xiao looked back at your face...
Oh no, you had that puppy dog eyes again. You know he can't resist that.
And now you're both here, your delicate hands working on "healing" the mother slime's scars.
You did read somewhere that in the wild, geo slimes uses soil to patch up their wounds, rolling in a big pile of dirt to cover up scars.
"She must've been unable to do that because she just gave birth to these adowable triplets." You pat the heads of the three geo babies snuggly wrapped with your blanket.
You and the big geo slime are on the floor. "Don't worry, ma'am. We'll heal those wounds in no time." You bring out the bucket of dirt that Xiao managed to give you.
"Shouldn't you do this outside, where it's not gonna be a pain to clean up?" The Yaksha peeps in, receiving a pout from you.
"No, Love. It's too cold outside, their momma could get sick." You're not even sure if that can happen, but better safe than sorry. The guilt will rip you in half if you manage to make the poor slime feel worse.
As you take a handful of dirt in your hand, smearing it in the places where there are wounds and scars, Xiao's eyes follow your movements.
It's so similar, kind of like when you treat his own wounds when he gets into one of those tough fights with demons.
You even comfort the slime the same way, with a soft whisper that everything is going to be alright, that you're trying to make it feel better.
There was a feeling in his chest, a feeling that made him feel so pathetic. Why is he suddenly so envious of that slime?
Maybe it was because, your hands was on something else living that wasn't him? But it's a freaking slime, an injured, mother of three slime at that.
"See, we didn't make that much of a mess." Xiao's attention went back on you as your proud voice rings in his ears.
"And their momma looks so much better!" You scooped the little bit of dirt that fell off onto your hands and back in the bucket.
You smiled seeing the little content expression on the big geo slime. You realized, you can't just keep calling her the "momma geo slime".
"You need a name, huh? How about... Mocha?" You looked back at Xiao and giggled, a sound so beautiful in his ears. "What do you think, Xiao?"
"If that's what you want." He walked closer before sitting beside you. "Mocha, it is."
You said you were gonna let Mocha and the triplets live in the wild again after she and her babies are fully healed.
They've been in the Inn for a month now, sometimes you'd take them on your adventures with the intention of finally letting them go... but you just can't!
You always came back with them in your arms. They've become irreplaceable parts of your heart!
As Xiao was about to ambush a camp of corrupted monsters that's getting close to Wangshu Inn...
"CHARGE!" The tip of your sword was pointed at the direction of the monster camp, Mocha, Champ, Cookie and Sugar bouncing their way to the monsters.
With a sharp inhale, Mocha spat out a gigantic rock at the enemies, instantly crushing two of the monsters.
You ran up to the camp as well, taking on three of them at once, your sharp blade doing quick work of the monsters.
Meanwhile, the triplets had smacked the last three monsters so hard that they think they probably flew into another dimension.
"Hahahah, good job, team!" You exclaimed as you knelt down to the slimes' level, rubbing all of their heads just like they like it.
Xiao felt his eyes narrow, you used to compliment him and give him a little kiss when he would come back to the Inn after fighting off some threatening enemies.
Impulsively, he teleported in front of you, the geo slimes excited to see "that guy that Y/N really loves" again.
"I just wiped out the other camps of monsters..." In the middle of his sentence, he just realized what he's saying. Actually trying to impress you rather than just reassuring words.
You smiled at him, standing back up. "That's great! Verr and Huai'an are gonna be sleeping peaceful tonight!"
Xiao looked at you expectantly, waiting for you to do something... very important to him.
"Uhhh, Xiao?" You just realized that he was staring at you, making you a bit confused.
With a sigh, the Yaksha steps closer to you, the four geo slimes just looking back and forth at your interaction.
"C-Can I get a k-kiss?" His ears turn pink as he says that, your eyes widening at his question.
Oh, My Archons, when did your lover become this cute?!!!!
You giggled, even though the heat rose up to your cheeks as well, "Of course..."
Instead of the usual cheek kiss, you passionately cupped his face, pressing your lips together for a sweet kiss.
So sweet even the slimes felt shivers, and they don't even know what you're doing.
As you both part, you smiled "Are you jealous of the slimes?" You softly spoke, your forehead still against each other's.
You already knew the answer, "Yeah, you definitely are." You gave him one final peck before backing up, looking back down at the cute bundles of joy.
"Come on, guys, let's get back upstairs." Before walking away, you looked back at him, a teasing smile on your face.
"Maybe tonight, I'll make it up to you. Some Almond Tofu and.... a chat." His eyes were still blissed out and lips plump from the kiss.
You are a piece of work, "Yeah, a chat."
What a "chat" it was.
Oh my absolute God, I had so much fun writing this! Like genuinely, I didn't know I needed to write this, especially after writing for so many NSFW requests. Also, you're not awkward at all, you're cute uwu (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*.✧
I hope you like this and thank you so much for requesting!!! God blessed that you got the balls to request because I love this so much! Probably one of my favorite from my own work!
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fuwushiguro · 3 months ago
I can't tell you how sad I feel
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Porco Galliard x f!reader Genre: Smut Notes: One of many step-cest fics I've done for Kinktober 🤪 Warnings: 18+, dubcon/noncon, stuckage, stepcest, praise kink, degradation, exhibitionism, manipulation, references to mental illness, forced breeding. Words: 4.6k
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It’s rare you get to enjoy your brother’s company anymore. Your mother finds it weird that you still refer to him as such, but you aren’t sure why. Your biological father died before you were born, so your mother remarried. You’ve known Porco your whole entire life. He’s a perfect elder brother. Although you used to argue like crazy when you were kids. You grew close in high school, inseparable in fact. But when your parents got divorced, you lost your brother for a while. You kept in touch with him thanks to social media, but you didn’t get to see each other again until you were adults yourselves with jobs to afford flights across the country. Your mother wanted to move closer to your grandparents; the distance between yourself and Porco was unbearable but you managed to make it work.
Your bond with Porco is not something that can be so easily broken.
You flew out to visit him. It’s November 11th – his birthday. You had exciting plans later, but right now he just wanted to spend some quiet time with his favourite – only – sister. You jumped at his suggestion to visit the local park and take a stroll down memory lane. There was a food truck down the road serving hot chocolate. It was his birthday but he insisted he pay. It was the least he could do for his darling sister visiting him.
The pair of you discussed all the times you spent here together. It was always deserted more often than not. There had been a lot of complaints from parents about how rickety and dangerous the playground equipment was. And people weren’t afraid to take advantage of it’s abandoned status. You remember sharing laughs here with Porco and his friends if you happened to see a young couple fucking against the monkey bars, or if you spotted sticky semen glazing the metallic slide.
He didn’t know you had your first kiss here. You were only just telling him now. He teased and teased. Poking and prodding as he repeated ‘Who? Who? Who?’ you couldn’t bear to tell him. It was so embarrassing and your cheeks were hurting from smiling. You couldn’t help it. He knew your weak points and turned you into a giggling puddle. He burst into laughter when you told him it was Reiner. Reiner Braun! They’ve always had a little bit of a rivalry. You were even more shocked when he told you that you weren’t alone, he too had his first kiss here. However it didn’t surprise you when he told you it was with Pieck.
His features turned soft as he reminisced and looked up to the sky. It was so early in the morning. Your flight arrived in the middle of the night and he didn’t give you a chance to settle in and sleep off your jetlag. You dumped your luggage and he dragged you out. It was very fortunate that a food truck vendor was operating to provide you with the sickly sweet drinks that were warming your chilly bones. The sky was such an unusual mixture of blues and mint greens. It seemed unreal. He was looking at the creepy clouds and swirling skies like they had all of the answers he needed. You smiled, it was sympathetic.
“Do you miss her?” you whispered, snapping him out of his thoughts.
His smile matched yours. His eyes turned kind, kinder than you’d ever seen them. The searching appearance on his face thawed as he focused solely on you. It was like you were the only two people in the whole world. And honestly, right here, in this abandoned park – you were. He shook his head carefully; he couldn’t bring himself to break your intense eye contact.
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He sat by your side on a freezing park bench. It was the ugliest shade of green you could ever imagine. Well, the parts that were still painted were green. Most of the bench held hideous brown rusted spots corroded by the rain. Porco noticed you shivering. He wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pulled your body into his. He couldn’t believe you were cold with all of the layers you had on. A big red puffy jacket and a matching red beanie hat with a fuzzy ball on top. It was annoying and kept getting in his mouth when you moved. But he didn’t mind. He couldn’t be cross when you’d come all of this way to visit him.
Porco couldn’t see, but your eyes kept wandering. Your inner child was screaming to be let free as you eyed up the park equipment in front of you. It was practically screeching at you to ride it. You peeled yourself away from Porco and ventured towards the tyre swing. He rolled his eyes with a smile. The swing was in your sights, you circled it as you considered what action you wanted to take.
“Seriously? You’re gonna ride something in this death trap of a park?” he questioned. You nodded.
“I used to love doing this in my teens, remember?” you began. You bent over as you shimmied your body inside of the hole in the tyre. It was a snug fit. It probably would have been wiser to remove your gaudy red coat, but it didn’t matter. Porco stood up but didn’t approach; he opted to watch whatever you were doing instead. He remembered. How could he forget? You pushed your feet to make yourself swing around in the tyre. It always made you feel like you were flying – as a kid. Right now, you feel like a stupid boring adult who can’t see the joy in the simple things in life. Your feet skidded into the ground below.
“What’s wrong?” Porco asked. He’d clocked the disappointed look on your face.
“Nothing, it’s just—” you stopped your sentence as you attempted to pull yourself free. You couldn’t. No matter what way you pulled – you were trapped. Whichever way you twisted and turned you simply couldn’t free yourself. “I’m stuck.” you grunted, still trying with all of your might to free yourself.
“Stuck! Porco I’m stuck! I’m literally—!”
“Okay, calm down.” he hushed as he approached you. He settled on the balls of his feet, his face inches from yours. He was studying and attempting to strategize what was the best course of action. You were exasperated, staring at your brother with a furrowed brow as you waited for him to help you. “Shall I push or pull you out?” he wondered.
You contemplated the question. It would probably be a little painful for him to push your head until you popped out of the tyre. And he’s pretty strong, you doubt he’d take it easy on you. It made more sense for him to pull you, so you told him as such. “Be gentle, I’m really stuck tight!” you told him. He chuckled at that as he circled around so he was standing behind you. You felt his hands on your hips. He wasn’t pulling though. They were softly placed on you and he did absolutely nothing. “Porco?”
He was transfixed. Why, why did you opt to wear those basic black leggings as pants? He knows it’s because they’re comfortable and you had a long flight. But still, why? With the way you’re bent and stretched they’re practically see through. He can clearly see the fat of your ass, the perfect flesh he craves to mould. But that isn’t all that has him hypnotised. He can see your panties. They’re simple, cotton. Pieck never wore anything like those, she always wore extravagant silk. She was sexy and developed, always ahead of her years. But this, it seems a little… immature. You’re a grown woman. Why are you wearing such boring panties? And yet still, all Porco wants to do is ravage you.
“I love you…” you hear him whisper.
“Huh?” you wonder if you heard him right, but you’re sure you did. “I love you too idiot, help me out!”
“No, babe. I love you. Y’hear me? Not like a brother should love his sister.” he confessed, his words were heated and tumbling out his mouth without any thought. Like he was just saying the first things that came into his head. You were so confused. He’s not allowed to feel this way about you. It’s wrong.
“What’re you talking about Porco?” you asked him. He licked his lips.
“You know, I can see your… the outline to your—”
“Your pussy.” he said. “I can see it back here.”
“Ah—! Porco please stop looking! I just wanna get out of this tyre.”
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He thought about what you said. He really did. He thought about getting you out and then you can both just walk away from this whole thing and forget every word he’d said in the last few minutes. But he couldn’t. He couldn’t because now you were wriggling in the tyre and even more helpless. You were making things worse for yourself and you didn’t even realise. And with each erratic, careless movement you made, the more your flesh jiggled before his very eyes. Your perfect ass, your trembling thighs, even your pretty pussy. He always thinks you smell beautiful. He wonders if you’ll taste just as sweet. You feel his fingers hook into your leggings and pull down slowly. It’s like he’s hesitant, because once he does this there’s no turning back. But he can’t stop himself. He’s always had feelings for you. And he may be deluded, but he’s sure you feel the same. It’s not like it’s wrong. You aren’t blood related after all. Your parents are even divorced. There’s no reason you shouldn’t do this. That he shouldn’t do this. Other than the fact you’re telling him no in explicit detail. He thinks you’ll change your mind when you find out what he can do.
Porco drops to his knees, slowly pulling off your winter boots. You kick and thrash but it’s no use. He dodges each swing of your foot with ease. Your leggings rest at your knees, but he needs them off. He grabs them again and continues pulling them down slowly. You’re cold. The chill in the November air bites at your skin and makes your flesh group together forming unmistakable goosebumps. Porco notices this, and he apologises. It’s his fault. He is sorry, but he has to do this. He kisses the back of your knees as his gentle palms smooth over the globes of your ass. The soft pecks are peppered up, and up, and up until his lips smother your soft round flesh in careful kisses. One more sweet sigh of his name falls from your lips. You hope it’ll make him see sense. But if anything it spurs him on more.
His eyes move and find the outline over your clothed pussy. The panties aren’t the colour he thought. They looked red under your leggings but they’re actually a pastel shade of purple. He can see how close they are, hugging your lips and displaying the outline of your slit. You’re nervous, so nervous and he can see it in the way your body is shivering. He knows you’re cold; but he also knows you're scared. He tells you it’ll be okay. But nothing about this is okay. You’re becoming the people hooking up in the park you always mocked and made fun of. It may be abandoned, but people do still find their way here. You could be spotted at any moment in this embarrassing predicament. Your thoughts of getting caught are dispelled from your mind as you feel Porco’s nose press into your heat. You gasp once. You gasp twice when you hear the boisterous sounding of him inhaling your scent. His nose practically dips into your entrance, but he pulls away to examine again. He knows you’ll have a pretty cunt under those panties. The outline they’re creating is cute enough. He’s amused as he pulls away, when he sees the area where his nose just pressed. Where the material had dipped into your hole. It’s damp.
“You’re wet, sis.” he smiles, teasingly. “That means you want this.” he finishes.
Cries flee from your lips. You’re insisting that you don’t want this at all. He just called you sis, he used his very own tongue to expel that word from his lips. And he’s still going through with this. Those very same fingers that removed your leggings are now curling into your panties. He peels them off, and the realisation of their loss is instant for you. The way your pussy has lubricated itself has caused your underwear to stick to your folds. You felt dewy webs of slick connecting to your panties, and they snapped the further away your brother pulled them. The bitter morning air rushed straight to your heat and made you shudder. And now, you’ve lost all desire to fight. He’s seeing you. He’s really seeing you in this much scientific detail. He’s seen your most intimate area and there was nothing you could do to change that. And there definitely wasn’t anyway you could stop him having his wicked way with you. He holds each of your ankles as he makes you completely remove the undergarment. And then finally, he can ogle your flesh. You’re so wet. All soaked for him. It’s pretty, oh so pretty. The prettiest cunt he’s ever seen.
“Your pussy is dripping for me babe, she’s beautiful.”
Words are lost on you, in you even. You have nothing to say. You choke when you feel Porco’s hands spread you open for him. He groans when he sees your little hole stretch and shrink. It’s looking for him. Calling for him. But he isn’t ready yet. He must taste you. Your eyes scrunch tight when you feel his nose rest into the rim of your ass. You cry a little more when you hear him slurp and suck at your puffy folds. His tongue dips into your entrance, and that is what steals your first moan for him away.
It’s music to his ears. God he wishes he could see your little face right now. All blissed out and enjoying his mouth. You’ll soon be begging for him to fuck you. And he will. He needs to feel you wrapped around him like a present. Personally gift-wrapped by one of Santa’s elves. He knows you’ll be tight. You’re tight enough around his pink tongue. His cock is straining uncomfortably in his jeans. He’s rock hard and prepared to fuck your brains out; but all in good time. Only when he’s good and ready. He wants to devour every morsel your delicious cunt has to offer. He didn’t know pussy could taste so good.
You didn’t think he’d miss the way you’re twitching and spasming, did you? You’re close. He can tell by the way you’re moving. But you’re trying so hard to be stubborn. Insisting that he doesn’t feel incredible as he works your sex. You’re stifling yourself on purpose too. He can see the way your arms are held; you’re covering your mouth so that nothing indicating pleasure can escape you. You can be strong all you like, but your cunt won’t lie. One of Porco’s hands sneaks around to fondle your swollen clit. He hears you hum, loudly. He’s being ever so gentle and soft with it. And still, you’re shuddering and writhing around in this tyre like you’ve been possessed by an evil spirit. He picks up the pace with all he’s doing until he hears a loud, defeated, hum into your palms. Your pussy clenches around his tongue and he tastes even more of your scrumptious slick as you cream yourself against his face. He doesn’t let up. Your little aftershocks as he continues his ever-slowing assault are a cinematic experience to him.
He wants to kiss you, he wishes he could kiss you. But he needs to fuck you first. He thinks your whiny little moans mixed with the rustling trees and the singing birds is the most beautiful song he’s ever heard.
You want him.
You want him.
He knows you do.
He knows it’s been a while for you. You’ve never been shy disclosing your sex lives with each other. He used to tell you all about Pieck. But you… you haven’t had your hole filled for a while, have you? He’s glad you never fucked any of his friends. You’re such a good girl. Meeting nice boys in nice places. And you never let them have you until you knew they wanted to commit to you. So perfect, so fucking perfect. And Porco is next. There will never be anyone after him – he’s waited too long for you. For this. You feel his fat cockhead prod at your entrance, the mewl you emit at the contact makes his tip leak.
“Porco… P-Porco,” you cry, fat tears rolling down your eyes as you feel the tip squeeze inside. He does care about you and he hates to hear you cry. His hands smooth over your plump exposed flesh and he coos.
“What is it baby?” he wonders. He stills, not wanting to press any further until he hears you speak. He’s worried. Is he too big? He hopes he isn’t hurting you. But it’ll only be for a second.
“I need to tell you something,” you sniff. Your stomach drops, butterflies are fluttering. “p-please don’t b-be mad…” you cry a little harder. Your breath shaking. Your words tremor and stutter as you speak.
He shushes you as he continues smoothing his hands over your body. He doesn’t want you to ever be afraid of him. You should never be scared to tell him anything. But he’s smiling. He’s smiling because he thinks he knows what you’re going to say. You tremble when you feel him sink deeper inside of you. Your breath catches in your throat and your tears roll harder. “Do I need to pull out?” he queries. The question makes you sob harder. “Is my sweet sister being a dumb girl and not protecting herself?” he adds.
“Porco it’s not—”
“I know you’re a good girl. You’re not a dirty slut.” he tells you with a soft gentle lilt. “But you should still be taking birth control.” he tells you. It’s only because he cares and he wants what’s best for you. He doesn’t want to pull out but he will if it’s necessary. He is right. You recently stopped taking your birth control; you stopped taking it because it was meddling with your mental health, you’ll figure something out but that’s not what’s important right now. He’s right and it’s scary how quickly he knew that; but that isn’t what you needed to tell him.
“It’s something else…” you trailed off. Your eyes rolled back into your skull and you bit your bottom lip. He filled you completely. Stuffing himself deep into your body. He couldn’t wait anymore. He couldn’t. But he was waiting for you to finish your train of thought. He gently grinded his hips. Feeling his tip nudge at your g-spot was too much for both of you. It’s been so long since Porco wanted this; he’s lucky he didn’t blow his load there and then.
“Oh? Then tell me. Tell me, doll.” he encouraged. His eyes closed and his head tilted back ever so slightly as the friction from rutting inside of you stimulated his arousal further.
“Last time – Goddddd Porco – last time I was here, I… I—” you hummed, unable to find the courage to tell him the truth.
“You’re makin’ me nervous, spit it out for me.”
He should be. You definitely are. Last time you came to visit for four days. It was all you could manage since you were needed at work. You planned to spend the whole time with your brother. And you did, for the most part. A bunch of movies were playing that you went to see together. You went out for dinner together. Shopping trips. The full works. Except on the third night you left him at home alone. You told him you were visiting some of your friends you hadn’t seen for a while and you might not be back until the morning. He didn’t mind, of course he didn’t mind. Why would he? You weren’t lying. You were seeing friends. One friend.
“I fucked Reiner—!” you blurted out. Porco’s grinding halted as he processed your words. Learning you had kissed him was bad enough. He hates Reiner. Loathes him in fact. Their little rivalry was always regarded as comic, but it was deeper than that. Reiner beat Porco at everything. He was smarter than him, more athletic, anything Porco did Reiner was already a master at. And now… This. That bastard got to have his way with you before him. Unacceptable.
“Felt… Lonely…”
It was pathetic and you know that now. But when Reiner heard you were in town he contacted you, wondering if you’d like to meet up. You knew that you shouldn’t – but it was like a higher power was commanding you to. You went for dinner and had a few drinks. You were susceptible to his flirting since you were recovering from a broken heart. That is the reason you visited Porco. You hoped getting out of town and spending time with your brother would take your mind off things. And it did, for a little while. But flirting with Reiner was better than that. You never considered Porco as anything but your brother. Reiner could offer more than him, you thought. So after your dinner, he offered to drive you home. Except he didn’t take you home straight away. He fucked your broken little brains out in the back of his Honda Civic. He wiped away your tears and he held you tight.
Porco saw red. He had no fucking idea that you’d betrayed him like this. His teeth gritted and he stopped caring about your feelings. He no longer cared about your experience. He needed to fuck you. He needed to have you just as Reiner had. So he fucked into you. Porco’s thrusts were relentless and unforgiving. His grunting was so loud it scared the birds in the trees. The sound of skin slapping echoed throughout the entire park. You couldn’t cover your mouth anymore. You moaned along with him. But he felt that you were patronising him. Were you trying to placate him after your sordid little confession?
“Thought you were a good clean girl.” he winced. His eyes were squeezing tightly as he rammed himself hard into your squishy insides. You tried to babble, to form a coherent sentence to calm him down. But your brain felt like it was being churned in a blender, nothing but pink mush sloshing around your head. Every word you wanted to speak died on your tongue. Even if you had any sort of idea what you wanted to say, Porco’s merciless pounding was making it impossible. “How could you have a one-night stand with that bastard? You’re a fucking whore.”
His words ran straight to your cunt, and he felt you clench around him. You really are a whore. He picked up the pace. He wanted to claim you faster. You had to be his now. Now that he knew what he knew he couldn’t risk losing you to anyone else again. He wants his cock to be the one you dream of. He wants to be the guy you think of when you touch yourself to your sex flashbacks. He wants to be the one who makes your pussy pulse and dampen at random at inappropriate moments in public.
“P-Pooor- OooOo- PorcOoooOo.” you groaned. Each rigorous piston of his hips breaking your ability to speak. He smiled when he saw how pathetic you looked for him. Your pussy completely clamped around him. The sight of the two of you being joined was almost enough to make him blow his load. He saw your toes curl and the way you began to try and meet his hips with your own. “P-Please!” you wailed. What you were pleading for was a mystery. But he knew what he was going to do with you.
“Such a slut, fuck. How didn’t I know my baby sister is such a filthy slut?” he wonders, jagged breaths spill from him and he gets closer to his high. His eyes rolled over white as he felt your walls clamping down on him. You were squealing into the morning air as your second climax hit you. He slapped your ass and pulled you against him harder, and harder. “Tryna milk me aren’t ya? Skank. I’m gonna fuckin’ cum inside. Fill you nice ‘n good so Reiner knows who the fuck you belong to—”
“No…” you respond pathetically.
And true to his word, a few more unforgiving pumps inside of your walls and he is spilling his seed directly into your womb. He cums and he cums loud. You’re both practically yelling in the park as you come down from your highs. He’s so fucking proud of himself. He finally did it. He fucked you. He’s been waiting so long to feel your gummy insides, and now he’s painted them with his kids. You’re going to be a family, whether you like it or not.
He pulls himself out of you and wipes your combined coupling that formed on his shaft on your exposed ass cheeks. His cum is a little less thick than usual. He’d been masturbating more at the thought of fucking you stupid when he knew you were visiting soon. The watery substance pulsed out of your twitching cunt and dribbled down the inside of your thighs. He wanted to scoop it up and shove it back in, but it was such a gorgeous sight he couldn’t bear to ruin it. He really did it. He did this to you.
Porco tucked himself back into his clothes and walked around to be face to face with you. His little sister that he just fucked so dumb. He doesn’t think he’s ever seen your face so sodden with tears. Even when you were crying about a breakup, you’ve never had such watery eyes or tear-streaked cheeks. He’s just that good of a fuck, he supposes. He wonders if Reiner’s cock had the ability to make you cry too. He wiped your tears with his thumbs and kissed your cheeks softly. He tried to kiss your lips, but your face turned away.
“Give me a kiss, now.” he commanded. Your lip wobbled but you did as you were told. He began stroking your face and cooing about what a good girl you are for him. He’s sick. People will think you’re sick if you end up baring his child. You’re praying with everything you have that he hasn’t knocked you up. “I love you.”
“Stop it, Porco.”
“I love you. Say it. I know you feel the same.”
Of course you loved Porco. He was your brother. Maybe not by blood, but by everything else that counted. He shouldn’t have done this to you. You shouldn’t have let yourself get in such a stupid predicament. No. This isn’t your fault. He was meant to help you get out of this tyre and spend the rest of your trip together having fun. He ruined it all. He’s ruined you. You close your eyes, avoiding his fierce glare as he awaits your answer. If he’s sick enough to do this, you’re sure he’s sick enough to leave you in the park like this. Your clothes discarded away with his cum leaking out of your exposed cunt. He’ll do it. You open your eyes again and the look he’s giving you is all of the confirmation you need to know he will absolutely do that to you. You gulp. Nod your head, and smile.
“I love you. I love you, Porco.”
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babydai · 7 months ago
Kuroo, Osamu, Iwaizumi
status: requested
a/n: kinda hate how this turned out but the concept was very cute so enjoy<3
(italicized is boys speaking)
warnings: set in timeskip, mentions of food, light cursing, angst to fluff
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-Didn’t mean to forget he’s just been so busy lately
-He’s been working such long hours he’s hardly had time for anything else
-It was his first day off in a while, which is why he didn’t think you’d mind if he went over to visit Kenma, considering it’s been a while since they’ve hung out
You walked into the kitchen expecting to find Kuroo but instead, you were met with silence and a note on the counter that read
Went to hang out with Kenma, didn’t wanna wake you + text me when you’re up
Your mind instantly started wondering if he forgot but you were quick to reassure yourself, Kuroo always loved gifts and dates there’s no way he would miss something like this. You sent him a quick text telling him you were up then started getting ready for the day. He’d probably be home in a couple of hours anyways then you two could spend the day together.
The next few hours went quickly with no word from him which is when you decided to call, the phone rang for a while before he finally picked up.
“What’s up kitten?”
“Hey Tetsu, you planning on coming home anytime soon,” you asked him teasingly.
“Well me and Kenma were gonna grab some dinner, I’ll probably be home late so don’t wait up.”
“Are you serious?” The shift in your tone was severe, shocking him a bit.
“Yeah? Is something wrong baby?”
“Nothing at all Kuroo, happy anniversary by the way,” you spewed out sarcastically.
“Oh shit I-” You hung up the phone before he had the chance to say anything else.
You didn’t expect him to make a huge deal of your anniversary, but never in a million years did you expect him to completely forget. It hurt more than you’d like to admit, but you swallowed the lump in your throat and decided to make the day special for yourself.
You were gone for far longer than you anticipated, time flew by easily as you got your nails done and did some light shopping. It was dark by the time you reached your apartment door and you were dreading going inside, the last thing you wanted to do was fight on your anniversary and your feelings were still hurt that he didn’t care to remember such a special day.
As you opened the door you could hear faint music playing from the living room and you were immediately pulled into an all too familiar chest. You felt his large arms wrap around you tightly as he started leaving kisses on your head.
“I’m so sorry,” he mumbled quietly into your hair.
You only hummed, your arms remaining at your side refusing to hold him back.
He took a step back, grabbing your hands in his, “I know you’re mad at me but I have something to show you,” you looked up noticing the nervous expression painted on his face, brows furrowed waiting for your response.
“Okay,” you said just above a whisper allowing him to lead you to the living room.
You didn’t know what to expect walking in but you were taken aback when you saw the state of the room. Music playing lightly, a couple of candles going, a basket full of your favorite snacks, flowers, and cute little gifts, he even got you a little black cat plushie with a matching blanket. Next to the basket was a small bag from your favorite jewelry shop, he knew it was your favorite because whenever you go on walks together you always stop to admire the rings and necklaces in the window. Kuroo’s always been a thoughtful gift-giver but you never expected something as sweet as this.
“I’m sorry baby, my days have been so hectic lately it went right over my head. I know it’s nothing too amazing but I promise I’ll keep making it up to you. Anything you want, I can take some time off work we can go on a trip and-”
You cut him off, throwing yourself onto him nearly knocking him to the ground.
“I forgive you,” you spoke into his chest leaving a few pecks.
He tilted your head up and pulled you in for a soft kiss before replying.
“I still think we should take that trip I mentioned,” his usual smug tone appearing for the first time that day as you let out a soft laugh while nodding.
-He’s been so busy since opening Onigiri Miya, he can hardly keep track of his calendar.
-Anniversaries were never a huge deal for the two of you but you always did something, maybe a nice dinner or a movie night and small gifts.
-That’s why you didn’t think anything of it when he said he was going to work, you figured he’d just come home a bit earlier than usual, order your favorite takeout, and you’d get to spend some time together.
-Sadly that wasn’t the case
It was 9 pm when you finally accepted that Osumu forgot your anniversary. You figured you’d just clean up a bit then get to bed early. There was no point in calling or starting a fight, why get worked up when he clearly didn’t care.
An hour went by and still no word from your boyfriend, not even a text so you decided to just go to bed without him. It wasn’t until midnight that Osumu was getting ready to leave the restaurant when he spotted his brother’s bag on the counter, he must’ve forgotten it when he stopped by for lunch earlier. He decided to call Atsumu and let him know in case he needed it anytime soon.
“Tsumu you left your bag here,”
“What? I haven’t been to your house today,”
“Not at my house ya idiot, at the restaurant,”
“You’re still at the restaurant??”
“Yeah, I usually stay late to prep,”
“I know I know, I just figured you’d go home early on your anniversary”
Before Atsumu could answer, your boyfriend had already hung up the phone frantically looking for his calendar app, and sure enough, he had missed your guys’ anniversary. He immediately started locking up then raced home hoping that you hadn’t gone to sleep yet.
When he entered the house it was dead silent, signaling you had gone to bed without him. He spent the entirety of his shower thinking about how to make this up to you, and when he finally fell into bed he pulled you close whispering a small sorry into your sleeping ear.
The next morning you woke up to Osamus’s side of the bed empty. The sadness from the previous day overwhelming you as you thought he went to work again. You got out of bed to go make breakfast and thought about how you’d probably have to go to the restaurant later so the two of you could talk. That was, until you walked into the kitchen and saw your boyfriend in an apron carrying two large plates of food, he immediately put them down at the sight of you.
“I’m so sorry angel, so so sorry,” he whispered as he pulled you into a hug, he smelled strongly of pancakes and coffee.
“It’s whatever Samu,” you mumbled back, sure you were hurt but you weren’t angry, you just felt neglected.
“No, it’s not whatever, I should’ve been here with ya. Ya mean the world to me and I’m horrible for not showing ya that. I’ll make it up to ya baby I promise,” he held onto you tightly and let out a sigh of relief when you finally relaxed into his arms.
“You left me alone, I missed you,” you replied quietly, clutching his shirt in your hands.
“M so sorry, it’ll never happen again,” You could tell he was remorseful and you knew he’d make it up to you, he always does.
you stayed in his arms for a few minutes enjoying the warmth and leaned up to give him a peck before speaking, “Can we please eat now I’m starving.”
He chuckled nodding in response, finally letting go of you to grab the plates he was holding earlier.
“By the way, what time are you going to work today?”
“I’m not.”
“What do you mean?” Samu hardly ever took days off, especially not without telling you first.
“I’ve got a whole day of making up to do! Day full of surprises planned angel, get ready for it!”
All you could do was laugh at his child-like grin taking up the bottom half of his face as you started thinking about what your day would entail.
-You knew he was way more stressed than he was letting on
-He never brings it up because he doesn’t want you to worry for him but you can see it on his face
-The long days and sometimes nights, as well as away games, were catching up to him which is why he spent most days on autopilot. Simply checking things off his to-do list with not much thought involved.
-Despite this, you were looking forward to spending some time with him on your anniversary, even if it was just a simple night in.
-You knew things would be different this time around because he didn’t wake you up with flowers, Iwaizumi made it a point to ALWAYS wake you up with flowers on special occasions likes anniversaries and your birthday.
You were disappointed that Iwaizumi was gone before you woke up, you were looking forward to seeing him and celebrating three years together. You figured he didn’t have time to pick up flowers in the morning, which was no big deal to you, as long as he came home soon so you could spend some time together.
You decided to give him a call and wish him a happy anniversary but it went to voicemail after a few rings. You tried again but had no luck, he’d probably call you back when he sees the notifications, or at least you hoped he would.
In the meantime you decided to get ready for the day, putting in extra effort to feel and look cute. At this point, hours had gone by and you had lunch alone with no communication from your boyfriend. Of course, he forgot, maybe three years wasn’t as important to him as it was to you.
Around 5 pm you texted him a short ‘happy anniversary’ and changed back into your lounge clothes since it was clear he didn’t plan to come home and celebrate.
Meanwhile, Iwaizumi hardly had a free moment the entire day, he didn’t have the chance to check his phone once. He spent all day running around from person to person and meeting to meeting. He was just finishing up with Hinata when it hit him.
“Oh and by the way tell ____ I said happy anniversary,”
He simply grumbled, shooing the red-head away. That was until the words finally registered and he shot his head around to look at him once more.
“Say that again…”
“I said happy anniversary! I saw they posted a cute photo of you guys on their Instagram story,” he replied happily, oblivious to the turmoil going on in Iwaizumi’s head.
“I need to leave,” were the only words he could muster as he started jogging away to grab his stuff.
“What? Why? Are you sick?”
“Yeah, sure,” he’d lost all interest in the conversation, rushing to get his phone out of his bag to see a few missed calls and texts from you hours ago, wishing him a happy anniversary. He quickly made his way over to his car thinking about how to fix the problem he created.
You heard a loud banging on the door as you were watching a movie in the living room, almost like someone was kicking it. You run up to open the it, figuring your boyfriend probably forgot his keys but that wasn’t the case at all.
There he was, disheveled, standing at the door with 12 bouquets piled up in his arms.
You couldn’t help but blurt out a loud laugh at the sight, to which he scowled, of course.
“What are you doing??” You asked him through a giggle as you let him into the apartment.
“One bouquet for every hour that I forgot,” He answered you so casually as if normal people behave that way.
“You’re an idiot,” You couldn’t help but smile at his efforts even if he forgot. He dropped the flowers onto the kitchen counter and grabbed your wrist pulling you in for a hug.
“I know doll, I’m sorry,” his eyes remained soft as he looked down at you, kissing your forehead.
“I forgive you, but you better not forget again,” you replied in a playfully angry tone.
“Good, now go get ready you brat, I’m taking you out to dinner.”
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haitanix · 14 days ago
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am i not important?
Bonten!Ran x reader
GENRE: angsty
WARNINGS: none really
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters; the story is purely fictional and created from my imagination
A whole hour. That’s how long you've been sitting in this restaurant all alone waiting for your husband. He did promise this time it would be different, so, naïve as you were, you believed every word again. As you sent the waitress back for the fifth time in this hour you gripped the box that contained a beautiful necklace with a pendant that had your photo inside. You had the same one with his photo inside and you wanted him to have something special from you too. But as some more time passed you felt it was useless waiting there even another minute. The place was already suffocating you. So, you got up, paid for the wine you drank by yourself and headed back home where another sleepless night in an empty bed would await, you figured as much at least. You knew how much he valued his work, sometimes you felt as if it was his priority. Looking back, you wouldn't be wrong to think so.
Someone would think you would get accustomed to these things happening but the truth was no matter how hopeless Ran was, most of the time you would cling onto every possibility that he would start prioritizing you again. It was funny really, you couldn't remember the last time the both of you went out together, or actually did anything together. It became a daily occurrence, you would go to bed, he wouldn't be there yet. When you woke up, he would already be gone. Out of reach, out of touch, yet both of you lived under the same roof. As you were waiting for the taxi just outside the restaurant your phone screen lit up with a notification. Ran: ''Where are you?''
You gotta be fucking kidding me, you cursed to yourself biting your bottom lip. It wasn't work this time, he just forgot.
Soon enough you were back at your apartment and as you came inside you saw your husband in the living room, watching something on the tv.
''Oh, what's the occasion, why are you all dressed up?'', he spoke as soon as you came into his sight.
''Really Ran?'', you sighed.
''Were you out with your friends? You could've told me-'', Ran continued
''You know what Ran, fuck you...'', you interrupted him. ''I have been waiting for you alone in that fucking restaurant for the past hour and something, God was I stupid to think this time would be different and here you are with absolute no memory that you promised me this time you'd actually show up.''
''Forget it.'', you moved past him as you threw the gift at him and headed to the bedroom. ''And please don't bother coming to bed, I want to be alone, not like I’m already used to it being that way anyways.'' You gave him a sad smile.
‘’Y/N, was it really that important? Look, I’ll make it up to you-‘’
‘’Stop- just stop Ran, you made it very clear that you would rather put your work above me.’’
Ran sighed as he bowed his head down looking at the floor. ‘’Is work that important to you? Is Mikey more important than me? Am I really of no importance to you at all??’’
‘’Tch- what if you’re right? Maybe I don’t feel happy anymore in this relationship we have.’’ He immediately choked on the words he spoke. He realized there was absolutely no meaning to them, that it was just the heat of the moment. However, it was already way too late to go back on them.
‘’Well neither am I…’’. His heart suddenly dropped completely.
‘’and I apologize for thinking I was ever a priority in your life’’, as you were just about to disappear around the corner into your shared bedroom to pick up some stuff you stopped for another moment and said. ‘’I’ll go back to my old apartment, so I won’t bother you with my presence anymore and you can focus on your priority.’’
At the moment he wanted to scream, everything inside of him was pushing him to reach out for you as you were leaving the front door with a small suitcase, but nothing happened. He took his phone out of the pocket and the sudden feel of guilt washed over him. It was your anniversary, he really did promise it'll be different this time, but it wasn't. Ran didn't know what to do because the only thing on his mind was to go back in time and fix things but he couldn't do that.
The only thing he could do is reflect on the past few months. Images crept slowly into his mind, the way your smile faded day by day. Thinking back, he can't even seem to remember the last time you genuinely smiled at him, the last time you were genuinely happy. He suddenly recalls all the times he shut your attempts of affection when he would come back home. Closing himself in his home office and only coming out once you were already asleep, not even then bothering to cuddle close to you but instead just turning his back to you on his side of the bed. He really did marry you because he truly loved you. You were the first person besides his brother who accepted him as he is and mended his heart almost fully, but all he ever did was break yours to the point you lost that beautiful smile that adorned your face. The one he fell in love with. You just didn’t want to seem selfish, so instead of bringing up your feelings you just decided to keep quiet. He suddenly realized that all of this money, his job, the way he could have the whole Roppongi bend to his will didn’t mean a single thing when he couldn’t even keep you.
I felt a little angsty (shocker), so here is yet another Ran angst for yall. Hope yall aren't already sick of them. I love this boy so much but I just can't help myself when it comes to angsty content.
Hope yall enjoy! Until next time :)
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dvlboy · 3 months ago
horny hours before i go to bed 👀 okay so i was reading some hentai and i forgot the title bUT LIKE can you imagine the reader being somewhat mascular, sweet, and airheaded guy who people often adores and hates at the same time.
imagine that one of your admires finally has the guts to come up and confess to you only for the confession to go over your head. it's quite frustrating but he couldn't get mad you, he just can't. it's not your fault your such a big dumb baby with an even bigger cock that's to die for.
imagine how he'd usually touch you so carelessly and pretend that it's what usually friends do but don't be surprised if he tells you that you should only do it to him, and him alone or he'd get terribly sad if you tried to replicate those touches to someone else; now imagine him making you hard and god, it's making you so uncomfortable. you need more and your friend/admirer offers to help. he makes sure to drown you with the feeling of him, the feeling of his inside taking you so deliciously as the two of you share a messy kiss.
he'd ride you til you got nothing left to give; hell he'd keep on riding you until you could only remember him and his body. him and his love for you. he'd break you and build you back up, maybe even teach you how to be a bit feral next time heck he'd probably even make you breed him. after all, he could easily guilt trip you into saying if both of you have a child to tie you down.
TW: belly bulge, manipulation, size difference, much more
NAUR aged up omega yaku would absolutely be someone who would do this
yaku would probably have a hard time expressing his feelings, choosing to admire you while you help a student carry boxes, or thinking how cute you are while you are struggling with math. so maybe when he finally musters up the courage to spill his feelings, and they get completely thrown over your head, he can only sigh.
but he has another idea! he has seen you in your short sports uniform, and he knows what you are packing so after sports practice, when you still were in your uniform the man would drag your much larger body to somewhere secluded, and ask you if you two were friends. obviously, you say yes, and that is when everything would go down. he would sit on your lap, and stick his face into your tits, enjoying how pillowy they were. he would wrap his arms around your neck and say that he wanted to teach you about a special relationship, that only special people can do together.
you were obviously flattered! a cute small guy, telling you that the two of you had an exclusive friendship was cool! so you agreed, and let him tell you about it. yaku clearly talked about how no one else should know, and that no one else could do it with you either.
yaku would start to tease you over the next few days, as he was entering his heat. the little shit would bend over and pretend like he didn't know what was happening, or why you were staring. maybe he would be a bit too comfortable on your lap when the two of you would eat, and he would start humping/grinding on you. or maybe he would subtly grab your cock when he was picking up something or standing up from your lap.
so one day you snap, too concerned with the uncomfortable tightness in your pants as you grab him and pull him onto your lap, grinding into him, and pushing your hardening cock against his ass through both of your clothes
yaku would smirk before undressing you and him, hearing your whines about how its hot and uncomfortable, and that you didn't know what to do since it was your first time. he would totally jerk you off before placing your now hard cock against his stomach, marvelling at how big it is compared to him, it was the size of his stomach! oh how excited he was when you bent him over and began to finger and lick his ass. his body and ass would be so small against your large hands, and your fingers would be so large inside of him
he would ride you, legs on opposite sides of your legs as he faced you, feeling his belly distend to make way for your cock. he could feel everything, every inch, and vein. yaku would try his best to tighten his hole over your already massive girth to give you a sensation to remember.
when he finally kisses you, wet and messy, he would take control again, hopping up and down on your dick until both of you were warm and lightheaded from the pleasure. he felt like a small, warm, moist, living fleshlight that was made for you to innocently stuff full of cum. when you finally did cum, he wouldn't stop, despite releasing much earlier. there would be wet cum noises every thrust down because of how much semen was shot into him, and how much was being fucked out of his ass. he would be panting, his body numb to everything other then pleasure as he stuck his head into your neck, smelling your scent and trying to mark you. he had a goal for you, he wanted you to only remember him, to only lust after him. maybe he would tie you up with rope until you eventually broke it with your strength and man handled him to be your toy. if you didn't comply, then you could expect him with a positive pregnancy test in his hands, ready to threaten you with. no good alpha would purposely leave their omega defenseless.
he wouldn't have it either way!
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kinanabinks · 10 months ago
His Koala Bear 🐨 Dark!Steve x Reader
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this is my first ever time writing a steve rogers x reader imagine. the idea came to me late at night. this was driven by my need to be manhandled by captain america
non-avengers au
Summary: You and Steve have been best friends for as long as you can remember. He can’t help but let his dark fantasies seep into reality.
WARNING: MATURE + DARK, 18+, fem!reader, DARK!STEVE, steve is lowkey (or maybe highkey) manipulative, takes advantage of innocent!reader, kinda dub!con, dry humping
The knock on your door at midnight should scare you.
When you moved to New York, your mother warned you to lock your door at night and not to open it for anyone. "Under no circumstances are you to answer a knock after 8pm," she repeated at least a hundred times while you loaded your things into the moving truck. "There is just no need for anyone to be visiting you at such ungodly hours."
"I'll be fine," You replied, sick of her incessant concern. "Steve and Sharon live not a stone's throw away from my apartment, and crime in the city has been declining at a steady rate for the last four years."
She narrowed her eyes at you. "I know you made that statistic up, and I know you think I'm too much of dumbass to find out if it's true, but I'll let it slide this time."
"Come on, ma, aren't you excited for me?" You asked her with a grin.
Rolling her eyes, she sighed with defeat. "Of course I am. I'm just sad to see my daughter all grown up."
That was two years ago. Now, you're a fully fledged New Yorker, or at least you think yourself to be. Life is good. You have a great job with a promising career ahead of you, you're dating someone who's handsome and sweet to you, and you see Steve at least every other day, just like you're kids again.
When he moved to New York almost a decade ago, it was heartbreaking. After growing up together, you couldn't imagine life without Steve, but you managed to make it work. Video calls and regular reunions every two months kept your spark of friendship alive, and the distance did nothing to stop you from being best friends.
The job opportunity wasn't expected, but it was thoroughly embraced. Steve caught the red-eye right to your home town the second he found out, wanting to make sure you were going to accept the offer and move to the city. He helped you convince your mother that you'd be safe under his watchful eye, and she was quick to believe him since she practically had a hand in raising him.
You adjusted almost immediately, and Steve made sure of it. He told you the best places to eat, the places with the prettiest views to go on runs (though he refused to let you go without him), and he introduced you to his friends. Sharon, his wife, doesn't always see eye-to-eye with you, but she's polite enough. You can tell that she isn't thrilled when he takes you out to dinner, or sleeps over at your place after nights out, but Steve is more than skilled enough to sweet-talk her into trusting the fact that your relationship is nothing more than platonic.
Anyway, back to the knock.
Yes, it's midnight and yes, you live alone, but you already know who's on the other side of the door before you even open it. When you swing it open, Steve narrows his eyes. "How many times have I told you to keep the chain on the door until you know for sure who it is?"
You sigh, leaning against the doorframe. "How many times have I told you that you're the only one who visits me so late at night?"
He smiles, but it doesn't reach his eyes. You can tell by the slight redness in his scleras and the way he looks like a broken-hearted, exhausted little puppy that he's unhappy.
"Fight with Sharon again?" You ask, to which he nods.
"Yup," He confirms, making your chest ache.
You open your arms wide and he immediately accepts your hug, wrapping his thick arms tightly around you. Your feet lift off the ground as he walks further into your apartment, and you wrap your legs around his torso before you fall down. He kicks the door shut before trudging to your kitchen and placing you on the counter, standing between your legs.
Looking forlorn, his eyes are on the ground and you cup his cheek with a pout. "Steve, people argue. It's normal."
He meets your gaze, his blue eyes filled with melancholy. "We never argue."
You let out a soft laugh, "Because we've been best friends since we were five. How could we ever disagree about something when we based everything we know and think on each other?"
He hums, before raising his eyebrows. His voice is low, and defeated. "Is it alright if I sleep over tonight?"
"Of course you can," You say softly, stroking his cheeks with your thumbs.
"I'll just take the couch," He mumbles, his eyes downcast.
Steve Rogers is a bastard. That's what he thinks of himself, anyway. He knows exactly how to make you feel sorry for him, and exactly how to get you where he wants you. He knows he's wrong for it, but it doesn't stop him from exploiting your innocence.
He moved to New York out of guilt. His sexual attraction to you was growing too strong, and he was afraid he'd ruin things if he was to act on it. He knew he needed to create distance between you, learn to stifle his feelings and then, once he was sure he could trust himself around you, he could move back home. But New York had a way of hosting all the things Steve loved, not to mention the progress he had made in his business career. No, he couldn't move back.
He needed to bring you to him.
It was fine; he could trust himself now. He was married to another woman, for crying out loud, and he hadn't had any untoward thoughts about you in a long time. Not while he was sober, anyway.
So he pulled a few strings, called in a few favors, and managed to orchestrate an irresistible offer for your dream job, minutes away from where he worked. This way, he'd have you back in his life, where you belonged.
He thought he was better. He thought he truly loved Sharon, and that he was over his unhealthy obsession with you. But then you moved to New York, and he once again became possessed by the thought of you. Steve just couldn't stay away from you, but you were none the wiser to his feelings for you. It was Steve; he had always been touchy-feely and open with his emotions, and maybe a little overly flirtatious- it was Steve. That's just how he had always been.
"Steven, how many times have we shared a bed?" You ask with a raised eyebrow, before adamantly adding, "You're not spending the night on my leather couch."
Giving you a soft smile of appreciation, he picks you up again before taking you to your bedroom.
"I have legs, you know," You tell him with a laugh.
He shrugs, "I like carrying you."
God, you're so hot. Steve can't believe he stayed away from you for so long, but he's so glad you're back. For the past two years, he's been making you fall in love with New York, to make sure you're never tempted to go back home. If he were to lose you again, he isn't sure he'd survive.
While you change into a silk tank top and matching shorts in the en suite, Steve pulls off his shirt and joggers, leaving him in just his boxers. You aren't surprised by his half-naked body when you re-enter the bedroom, having seen it countless times before.
He's lying in the middle of the bed, and when you kneel onto it he quickly pulls you on top of him so you're straddling his waist. You're too focused on scanning your chipped nails to see the way he looks you up and down with sheer lust, and the way he has to do his best not to squeeze his hands any tighter on your hips.
You look down at him with a sweet smile and rest your hands on his hard chest, hoping he feels better about his argument with Sharon soon. You hate seeing him upset, but it seems that him and Sharon have been fighting a lot recently.
"Can I have a hug?" He asks with a small voice, making your heart swell.
"Of course, Stevie," You sing, before leaning forward and resting your chest against his. One of his hands rubs your back, his fingers slipping under your loose tank and stroking your skin. His other hand rests on your hip, dangerously close to cupping your ass- but you don't sense anything untoward about his touch. It's only Steve, after all.
"I love you so much, sweetheart," He mumbles into your ear.
"I love you too, Steve," You reply, pulling your head back so you can meet his eyes.
He places a long, soft kiss to the corner of your mouth, his hands slowly rubbing your body. "I don't think I'll ever be happy seeing you with another man, because I know none of them would ever be good enough for you. You perfect little thing."
You giggle at his compliment, and the sound goes straight to his cock. "Is that why you hate Alex so much?"
Steve rolls his eyes at the mention of the guy you're currently seeing, and lets out a grumble. "Don't remind me about that ass-hat."
"He isn't an ass-hat!" You insist. "You just need to get to know him better."
"I'd rather just hug you all night," He mutters, feigning fatigue. "Can I?"
You frown at the fact that he thinks he needs to ask. "Of course, Stevie."
Suddenly, he takes a tight hold of your hips before pushing you onto the bed and climbing on top of you, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. "Much better," He whispers.
"Steve!" You exclaim between laughs, shaking your head.
He chuckles along, his hand gently cupping your cheek while he stares down at you with adoration. "I could have you wrapped around me like a little koala bear all day."
You snort at his words, but are glad that he's feeling better. "Does that make you the tree?"
A mischievous glint flashes in his eyes. "Can't you feel the trunk?" He playfully pushes his crotch against yours, and you gasp when you feel his boner.
"Steve!" You squeal, attempting to push at his shoulders but unable to keep the smile off your face.
"I'm just kidding," He says with a sly grin, before dipping his head and resting it against your neck. He hums when he takes in a breath, his mind absolutely taken over by you. Before he can stop himself, he's pressing a chaste kiss to your neck. "Your skin's so soft. You smell so good."
You close your eyes, a lazy smile on your lips. "Alex treated me to a spa day."
Ignoring the mention of his current mortal enemy, Steve drowns in the smell of cocoa butter mixed with your natural scent. "Mmm, I could just bite you." With that, he nips at your neck, making you yelp.
"Hey!" You scold him, tugging at his hair.
He swallows thickly as you pull on his locks, his lips still brushing softly against your neck. "It's not my fault you taste so good." After a few more innocent kisses which you brush off, Steve speaks again. "What would Alex say if I gave you a hickey?"
"Absolutely not, Steve," You say sternly, shaking your head at his immaturity.
"Oh, come on," He drawls, making you laugh. "Why not?"
"You can't," You insist, lightly patting his muscular back.
"You can just say you burned yourself with a curler," He mutters, before lifting his head so he can meet your eyes, giving you the puppy-eyes he knows tug at your heart. "That's what Sharon tells me."
His words break your heart and you cup his face. "Oh, Steve," You sigh. "Come here, honey."
He falls back against your body, clutching you tightly. He has to hold back his smirk. You make it too easy. Resting his forehead against yours, he keeps the innocent look on his face. "You make me feel so much better, baby," He says truthfully, ever so slightly rubbing his boner against your clothed cunt. He's slow and soft enough to keep you from calling him out, but hard enough for him to be able to draw some incredible pleasure from his movements. Looking down at your chest, he lets out a chuckle. "You cold?"
Your eyes widen and you look down to see your nipples which have hardened beneath the thin material of your top. "Oh, my God." With a wicked smile on his face, he flicks one of them, making you gasp. "Steve, stop!"
He doesn't. Instead, he begins rubbing his thumb over it, giving you a look as though it isn't his fault. "Hey, you're the one with hard nipples right now. They're kinda hard to avoid; you're almost poking my eyes out."
"I hate you," You whine, your cheeks heating with embarrassment.
Suddenly, he lowers his head and grazes his teeth against your nipple, making you gasp.
"Steve, what are you doing?" You ask with a whisper, your eyes wide.
He grins, "Just trying to make you squirm." He takes your nipple between his teeth and gently bites down, making your hips buck up.
"Well, it's working," You mewl, feeling something peculiar building up in your core.
"Yeah, it is," He says proudly, continuing to bite your breast.
"That's not a good thing!" You inform him curtly.
He just grunts in response, before letting go of his inhibitions and placing his mouth around your pebbled nipple. He starts sucking it through your top, making you whimper at the electric bolts his actions are sending through your body. Steve has been touchy and flirty before, but this is the furthest he's ever taken it.
"Steven," You whine, to which he laughs, causing a low vibration to wrap around your nipple.
He finally pulls away, laughing nonchalantly. "Alright, alright."
"You made me wet now," You complain with a frown, causing his heart to skip a beat. You've never once made a sexual comment back to him, let alone tell him when you're turned on - no matter how horny he knows he secretly makes you.
"Huh?" He utters, his cock twitching.
"Look at my top," You tell him, gesturing at the wet patch over your left breast.
Steve lets out a sigh, slowly nodding. "Oh. Yeah. Sorry. Have I been a bad boy?"
You giggle, running your hand through his hair before playfully saying, "Yes, you've been a bad boy, Steven."
He lets out a shaky breath at your words, before resting his forehead against yours. Slowly, he begins humping you again, his eyes boring into your wide ones. "I love you, baby. You're my best friend in the whole world."
His words make you smile. "I love you too, Stevie."
His hips buck up and made you quietly whimper, and he knows he's making you feel good. "Well, I love you more," He mumbles, holding himself back from thrusting against you as hard as he wants to.
You sigh, "I'll let you win."
He smirks at your words, his thumb stroking your cheek. You have truly stolen his heart, soul and body, and he wouldn't want it any other way. "I could stay like this forever," He admits, with his boner rubbing ever so gently against your crotch.
You finally take notice of his soft thrusts, and your heart begins to race. "Steve..."
"It's okay," He assures you, his voice and face having a way of relaxing you.
"Sharon wouldn't be happy if she knew you were in my bed," You comment lowly, hoping your mention of her doesn't anger him.
He's a little frustrated that you mentioned her, but he could never be angry at you. He could never speak with anything but love to you. He could never hurt you, and he would never, and he'd do everything in his power to stop anything and everything else from hurting you. "She knows you're my best friend," He tells you simply, before taking your hand and placing a kiss to your knuckles.
You let out a dry laugh, "But she probably doesn't want me being the one comforting you after one of your arguments." Memories of all the sour looks Sharon has given you flash through your mind - Steve notices them too, and it makes him resent her to think that she sees you as anything less than a perfect angel.
"Fuck her," He mutters, rolling his hips a little. "I'm here with you right now."
Biting your lip, you feel your stomach flip. "Steve?"
"Yes, sweet girl?" He asks, willing to do and give you anything you ask for.
"You- your-" You can't bring yourself to say it as you feel your cheeks heat up.
He loves how innocent you are, and it shows in the sly smirk on his lips. "What is it, pretty baby?"
"Y- you have a... boner," You whisper, unable to meet his eyes when the naughty word leaves your mouth.
Feigning surprise, he raises his eyebrow. "Oh, shit. Sorry; I can't really control it." He bites his lip before beginning to hump you harder, making your pussy tingle.
You're left speechless as he grinds into you, keeping the look of innocence on his face while he strokes your cheeks and whispers sweet nothings into your ear.
"You're so perfect," He mumbles, his eyes rolling back. His beard brushes against your cheek, as he speeds up his thrusts. "You really are, my sweet girl."
You purse your lips together to hold back your moans, in shock at what's happening right now. You're breaking every rule of friendship right now, but it feels too good to bring it to a stop just yet. His hard cock rubs your clit through his boxers and your silk shorts, making a familiar feeling build up in your core.
Both of you are keeping in your noises of pleasure, as though letting them out will make the fact that this is happening more real. Afraid that your moans will break the illusion that this is nothing more than just an intimate, innocent, platonic hug.
Steve is in heaven. Finally, he's getting what he has craved for so long. What's he wanted, what he's needed - no. What he fucking deserves. What he deserves after being your protector your whole lives, after making sure that nobody ever hurt you. Nobody messed with you back home because of him. When he moved to the city, the memory of his threats ran deep among your friends and associates, none of them attempting to make a move even when he wasn't physically there to watch over you. And now, in New York, nobody dared to flirt with one of New York's richest CEO's property. That was how they saw you. Yes, Sharon was his wife, but the pretty little thing on his arm at corporate events that Sharon didn't want to attend? The deadly stare on his face for anyone who spoke to you silently conveyed the fact that Steve Rogers owned you, and he'd rain hell on anyone who tried questioning or changing that.
With his arms tightly wrapped around you, he humps harder and faster, bringing you both to your blissful orgasms. "That's it, let go, just like the good girl you are," He mumbles, pulling you into a sense of security and safety. "It's alright. Let me make you feel good, baby."
You feel yourself squirt, soaking your silk shorts, and Steve feels his cock throb incessantly. He continues thrusting a few more times, licking and nipping at your jawline. As you float through the feeling of pure joy, he growls animalistically, shuddering and shaking as he cums harder than ever before in his boxers, feeling like a timid virgin again.
Your eyes shoot open when you realize what just happened. "Oh, my God."
Steve lets out groans and grunts against your neck, both of you breathing heavily.
Mortified, your bottom lips quiver. "I'm so sorry, Steve, I- oh God, that was so wrong."
"No, baby, it's okay," He softly assures you, stroking your cheek.
You shake your heard, filled with guilt. "No. You came over here upset, needing comforting and... I'm such a bad friend. I feel like I took advantage, you were upset-"
"Hey, hey," He whispers, holding your face and meeting your eyes. "You are my best friend. Always. You didn't do anything wrong, I promise. I love you so much."
Your eyes are glossy. "I love you, too, Steve," You reply with a sniffle.
"It's okay," He promises, kissing the tip of your nose. "These things happen. It's completely natural, okay? You did nothing wrong. In fact, you did so well for me, baby."
You nod, his praise making you feel good, but the guilt doesn't leave you. "Y- you're married..."
"And Sharon isn't here," Steve finishes, rubbing your scalp and looking at you with all the affection and love in the world. "And she doesn't have to know. She won't know. Ever." With that, he kisses your lips, and he feels as though he's just placed the final piece of a jigsaw puzzle right in the center, and the image makes sense.
And when you happily reciprocate his kiss, you both know that you're finally looking at Steve the same way that he's been looking at you for the past 15 years.
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