#< how the FUCK did i get into idol hell i have no clue i was not prepared

[lcvclywon]

─── ⋆ HE WAS A JOCK, AND SHE DID BALLET

back to masterlist

playlist

where...

Jake sim was a loser. Frat boy persona and charismatic antics aside, the moment Jake was alone with a girl he would freeze. Which explains his track record of having only slept with one girl all throughout college. That was until, you came in: Decelis' top ballerina and prized possession. Following a drunken one night stand and some (shitty) advice from his friends, Jake hopes you could help him out.

pairing ── jake x female reader

genre ── strangers to lovers, fwb (no smut tho!), college au, obvious x oblivious, denied feelings, veryyy lengthy fic

wc ── 16.6k

featuring ── jay, heeseung and sunghoon of enhypen, kazuha and yunjin of lesserafim, yuna and ryujin of itzy, seunghan of riize, soobin of txt, karina and winter of aespa, jisung and hyunjin of stray kids

warnings ── mentions of sex and hooking up, implied sex, suggestive at some parts, cursing, mentions of underage drinking, mentions of family issues, yn is kinda mean and bitchy (i tried to base her off of jo yi seo so!), mentions of crying and breaking down, mentions of blood and periods, kms jokes used, mentions of food, mentions of kissing, use of the word whore once i think, jake and yn arguing a lot

DISCLAIMERS! i'm not trying to sexualize jake nor any other idols, this is a work of fiction

Beep beep beep!

Groggily you startled open rubbing your eyes trying to locate where the hell that blaring alarm sound was coming from. Finally finding the small slim black clock atop the nightstand you muttered a string of curses below your breath, slamming your hand down on it putting a stop to the shrieking rings. You immediately closed your eyes and attempted to lull yourself back to sleep pulling your black comforter over your head, arm grabbing for the pillow beneath you then- wait, you don’t own black comforters? 

Neither did you own a black alarm clock (not to be rude but who the hell even owned alarm clocks in this day and age?). Slowly you realised, you didn’t own any of this…fuck. 

Looking around trying to collect your thoughts you scanned the room to try and get a clue of which dude your drunken self managed to have a one-night stand with this time. Noticing a sleek leather wallet on the nightstand next to the alarm clock, you immediately grabbed it trying to see if there was a student ID, driver's licence, hell anything. Imagine your surprise when the first thing you saw was none other than a Decelis student ID laminated and shining with the name Jake Sim printed on it. Oh shit.

You muttered strings of curses under your breath, did you seriously have a one-night stand with Jake Sim? The proclaimed loser of the Decelis Soccer Frat? The same dude who had the reputation of trying (and failing) to let alone hold a proper conversation with the girl's gymnastic team? That Jake Sim? You scoffed under your breath, god you couldn’t believe this. Fuck you seriously needed to get a hold of your drinking problem. 

“Oh, you’re up” oh great. You were too busy trying to figure out how you got yourself into this problem that you failed to notice that said problem was standing there leaning against the bathroom door frame right in front of you. 

Whipping your head up you were greeted with the sight of Jake Sim, toothbrush in mouth, dishevelled mess, awkwardly smiling right at you. “Uh, Hi Jake.” you looked around awkwardly trying not to stare at him since he was practically half naked “Could you um, put on a shirt?” 

“Yeah, you’re kinda wearing it though…” 

You glanced down to see that you were indeed wearing his shirt, the large oversized plain black tee was so big it hung over you like a dress. 

“Right.” you said in an exasperated sigh walking past Jake into the bathroom with your clothes in hand to change

“Uh do you want breakfast? Tylenol? Are you hungover?” He was only met with the door shut in his face. 

“Yeah uh” you called out, muffled and in between grunts trying to change into your clothes as fast as possible, “No, not really! I kinda, you know, have to get back to my dorm.” 

“Oh yeah totally,” Jake replied awkwardly fuck how do you even talk to someone you just had a one-night stand with? Jesus, how did Heeseung do this shit. “Here.” you said opening the door to hand him his shirt. 

“Ah, thanks” Jake said quietly as he draped the shirt over his body. He stood there still brushing his teeth as he watched you pack your things up, shooting your head back to ask “Are the other guys still here?” 

“Nah, they all left to practise earlier” he replied watching you let out a slightly relieved sigh as you stood in front of his mirror tying your hair into a loose ponytail and touching up your makeup slightly “So…” he attempted to start before being cut off by you.

“Yeah um, thanks for whatever last night was Jake. Can’t really remember most of it, I’m sure it was good,” briskly lacing up your shoes you mentally cursed yourself for deciding to wear docs last night, “but maybe let’s not bring this up like, ever.” Finishing off with a tight knot and immediately pouncing up to only be met with Jake’s lost eyes and mouth slightly agape.

“Anyways! I really need to get going now so I’ll see you around ‘kay?” You walked backwards until your hand reached the door handle and turned it. The moment you stepped out you practically ran down the steps, cheeks and ears red, still muttering curses quietly, and regretting all the decisions you made last night. 

And there Jake Sim stood, hopeless as ever, watching the second woman he’d ever had a one-night stand with leave running. Fun. 

Not to be full of yourself but you kinda had a reputation in Decelis, top ballerina, rich mother, the whole shebang. 

And well Jake on the other hand,

Me 

I think I just slept with Jake Sim

Kazuha Nakamura

EXCUSE ME 

Me

Yeah hahaha.. LISTEN I WAS DRUNK IDEK WHY I DID IT

Kazuha Nakamura 

SOCCER PLAYER JAKE SIM? THE FRAT BOY JAKE SIM? THE APPOINTED LOSER OF DECELIS SOCCER TEAM? ARE WE THINKING ABOUT THE SAME JAKE SIM HERE.

Me 

STOP YES THAT JAKE SIM. I KNOW i’m gonna kms 

Kazuha Nakamura 

Okay but was it good at least?

You paused, well it was good, but you shook your head remembering who you were talking about here. I mean it’s not like you and Jake were complete strangers, you went to high school with him, so yeah you knew Jake. But imagine the whiplash you got entering college realising you now attended the same school as Jake Sim the scrawny physics nerd, except now he was Jake Sim, star soccer player who grew up and gained some charisma. However, all you could see was teenage prepubescent Jake who used to rant about Einstein’s law of relativity. 

Yeah, not happening, you thought to yourself closing your phone as you headed into practise desperately hoping to drown out your memories of this morning with endless classical music and exercises. 

Jake however, was still sprawled out on his bed even though it had been hours since you left. Face buried into one of his hands while the other scrolled through your Instagram profile, occasionally letting out annoyed sighs before groaning into his hand. How the hell did he even manage to screw this up.

“Jake, get up. I’m starting to actually feel bad for you” Jay let out at the sight of his friend curled up in agony, watching him with a mixture of sympathy and disappointment painted on his face.

“Dude you don’t get it, she RAN.” Jake cried out loudly sinking even deeper into his bed 

“Okay, I’m sure it wasn’t that bad. Maybe she just was startled, and like seriously you couldn’t have been that horri-”

“The one-night stand isn't the problem, the problem is that it was YN!” 

From what Jake could remember you, L/N Y/N, were basically untouchable in high school. I mean head of the dance club, straight A student, and not to mention you were one of the prettier girls that attended school with him; you were practically on a pedestal. The one chance he had to interact with you when he was 1. Not drunk 2. Not surrounded by his friends giving him an extra boost of confidence, he blew it. 

“Okay, so it was YN? So what man, I think you’re overthinking this” Sunghoon chimed in from the back 

“Hey I mean, I think you’re judging the situation way too early dude. If I were you I would see this as an opportunity!” Heeseung declared as he pranced into Jake's room

Briefly looking up from his phone, Jake shot Heeseung a judgemental glare before asking with a scoff “Okay well, since you’re the self-proclaimed expert here, mind letting me in on what you mean by ‘opportunity’”

“Okay listen,” Heeseung said while sitting on the edge of Jake’s bed “Here's what you’re gonna do: you’re gonna go up to her, start small talk, then you’re gonna ask her if you guys wanna do something casual-”

“Are you seriously suggesting I ask a girl to be friends with benefits after she RAN out on me” Jake screeched throwing his pillow at Heeseung (who thankfully caught it) 

“Hey let me finish!” He replied tucking the pillow under his arms “Yeah ask for something casual, and if she was so embarrassed and humiliated as you claim she’d reject you outright, but if not you get a casual fling with a cool girl. What’s not to love?” 

“Maybe the part where this whole thing is stupid, ” Jake grumbled, adjusting himself to sit upright to face Heeseung “, and why would I listen to you exactly?”

“Because a) as you said I am the expert,” Heeseung said before tossing the pillow under his arms back at Jake “and b) you genuinely need to gain some experience talking to girls. And this gives: you said experience, no strings attached!”

Jake leaned back on his headboard sighing to look up at the ceiling. God this was stupid, Heeseung seriously just wanted to make a fool out of him. How much experience did Jake seriously need, couldn’t he do that without this whole thing? I mean he had plenty of other girls to talk to right? Well…wrong. I mean, you couldn’t be that embarrassed, could you? What other chances did he have, hell this was the second person he’d ever slept with since entering college (an astounding fact even to Jake). Was it worth a shot? 

“Fine.” Jake replied with a sigh. Fuck he was really doing this.

Closing the door behind you, your hands fiddled through your bag trying to find your pastel pink airpods, ready to blast music in your ears after a long chemistry exam. Putting them on, finger hovering over the play button, you were suddenly interrupted by a small tap on your shoulder. Turning around to see the one person you were trying to avoid all week, Jake fucking Sim.

“Oh Jake, I didn’t know you took chem?” 

“Yeah, I didn’t, well last year I didn’t…but I had to bump up my GPA a bit so I thought chem would be easy enough. But it’s,” Jake replied looking up and recalling the questions of that harrowing exam he just took “Yeah it’s ass.”

You let out a slight chuckle, well he’s funny at least. “Yeah, that test was not my best work…”  

Jake grinned at your comment, speeding up a bit to match your pace. “Hey wanna go grab some coffee?” His words laced with nervousness “I’ll pay! Well, I was the one who suggested it so I really should be paying, shouldn’t I… Anyway, my treat.”

And that’s how you found yourself seated across from Jake sipping an iced americano, legs crossed, looking around awkwardly, in dead silence. 

Jake had tried to start some small talk but was met with nothing but concise and quick answers from you. Fuck you Lee Heeseung, he mentally cursed. “So..” he awkwardly started “How was your weekend?” 

“I think you know how my weekend went Jake” you said in between sips 

“Oh, right.” Jake said remembering how it was just this Sunday when you booked it out of his apartment. “Uh about that-”

He could barely finish his sentence before you rushed to reply “I thought we weren’t going to bring that up”

“Yeah but-” 

“Listen, Jake” you let out with a sigh, placing your drink down on the table in front of you “You’re like, a nice guy and all. But I just really really can’t do relationships right now, like I’ve got a lot going on with ballet- seriously my mom is on my fucking ass about recitals…”

You realised you were rambling and looked down after briefly pausing “Anyway, you’re seriously great. I’m just not looking for anything serious right now an-”

“Me neither” Jake cut in nonchalantly while nodding diplomatically and taking a sip of his drink

“Yeah, an- wait what?”

“I mean, I’m not looking for anything at the moment either. That night was nice, I had fun” Jake explained while fiddling with the paper wrapper of his straw “And if you haven’t noticed I kinda don’t have a lot going on with me right now” 

You took a moment to register what he just said before deadpanning “Are you trying to use me for sex.” 

“What no!” Jake exclaimed a bit louder than he realised, making a few heads turn “Um, no I’m not. Seriously. I’m not a douche, I’m just…I don’t know how to really- talk. To women at least… I was hoping, well I was told, having casual hookups would fix that. Like, exposure therapy, I guess?” 

This man seriously did not just describe hooking up with you as exposure therapy. 

“You can totally decline! I was just suggesting it because a friend told me to, oh wait fuck you didn’t want anyone to know. Sorry, Jay, Heeseung, and Sunghoon know…I seriously didn’t mean to tell them it just slipped out and- yeah sorry. Uh well, Heeseung suggested it so…” Jake rambled on with his hand absently reaching for the nape of his neck, only to be met with your blank expression, mouth slightly agape, and iced americano in hand. God your face was practically a human adaptation of the Windows error screen. 

“Ummm” you trailed off playing around with the straw in your drink. Well nobody’s ever asked you to be friends with benefits, so your brain was admittedly still buffering. “Don’t you think it’s a little…weird? I mean we’ve known each other since high school, like granted we didn’t talk but- yeah you know? And like I’ve just, never done this before. Like ever.” 

“I mean I haven’t either,” Jake paused to put down his drink “Worth a shot though right?” 

Jesus Christ were you seriously going to be friends with benefits with the physics nerd? You mentally weighed out the pros and cons of his little proposal. It wasn’t like the last time was bad or anything, you just couldn't shake off the image of sixteen-year-old him at the back of the physics classroom playing with the Newton’s cradle while your teacher lectured on about waves. Recalling this you looked up at Jake sitting in front of you right now, he still had the same face but his features matured, his body was more built (probably all the training) and you couldn’t deny that even with him nervously picking at his fingernails…he definitely did grow up well. 

“I’ll-” you said with a slight sigh “I’ll get back to you on it Jake.”

“You’ll get back to him on it?! What is this a corporate meeting?” Your roommate Zuha said in between handfuls of chips.

Eyes shifting to the side to snap a dirty glare at her, you sighed in frustration before joining her atop your lofted bed. Kazuha and you were complete opposites: she was arguably way more bold than you and had an impressive list of friends spanning across the three different universities that neighboured Decelis. To be honest meeting her when you were six at ballet lessons might have been the sole reason you were able to get through university with a thankfully active social life. Truly you didn’t think your bond over Ever After High dolls would take you so far; but there you were in your second year of university, lounged across your mattress while she berated you for your lacking conversational skills.

“Hey! I was trying to be polite for your information,” you defended whilst burying your head into your pillows 

“I mean why not?” Zuha asked with indifference 

“Oh I don’t know, maybe because we went to high school together, he was and still is a huge dork, and he’s Jake Sim. Yeah just a thought.” you snapped back while digging your hands deeper into Kazuha’s bag of chips

“Well to me those all sound like pros.” she had reached in to grab a fistful of chips before munching on them between sentences, “Plus what’s the big deal, you hooked up once why can’t you do it again” she asked, tugging away the bag from you as it reached near emptiness. 

God you wished it was that easy. You sometimes envied how little she thought of things. 

“Yeah, I guess…” your hands reach for the ends of your hair, twisting them around your fingertips. “Okay but how do I even get back to him on it?” 

“Yeah well your first mistake was responding with that, but like just text him? We’re not living in the fucking 19th century, sms exists.”

“Yeah okay, am I just supposed to send ‘Hi Jake! So after much consideration, I am now getting back to you on it! And yes I would totally love casually fucking you xoxo yn!!’” you replied sarcastically 

“Okay, you know that’s not what I mean. If you’ve got the general premise down, just send it. Not like you’re opposed to it so…” Zuha said handing you your phone with her Calbee chip dust-covered fingers. 

Taking the phone and wiping the grime off, you opened your chat with Jake. Typing and retyping over and over again trying to form the perfect message your finger hovered over the send button while you battled your internal warfare. 

Too immersed in the constant back and forth fogging your mind you failed to stop Zuha from taking the phone from your grasp and sending the message for you.

“KAZUHA NAKAMURA. UNSEND THAT SHIT RIGHT NOW” you frantically cried out ripping the phone from her hands, you scrambled for the unsend button but were disappointingly greeted with a notification at the top of your screen. 

Jake Sim (Hookup)

Cool! So this Friday?

What the hell did you just get yourself into

Sure enough, Friday came and you found yourself stretched across Jake Sim’s bed dressed in one of his oversized shirts. God, you didn’t think you would be here again. Mindlessly scrolling through Instagram while Jake pulled a grey hoodie over his body before adjusting himself next to you, subtly inviting you to lay your head on his shoulder. (Obviously, you didn’t get the hint)

Putting down your phone to the side, your hands reached to fidget with the seams of his sleeves. 

“Do you-” you were cut off by the embarrassingly loud rumble of your stomach.

“Oh, are you hungry?” Jake glanced down, eyes widened and head slightly cocked to the left. 

“Um, kinda..” you responded, god wasn’t he supposed to be the awkward one. 

“Do you want some ramen?” He said propping himself a bit more before mentally cussing at himself realising the implication of his words “I mean, not in like- that way. Well I guess kinda in that way, we did just-”

“Ramen sounds great!” you quickly cut in before he could finish his sentence, ripping the comforters off your bodies already heading towards the door. 

To your surprise, Jake Sim was a pretty good cook. Well, that was a bit of an exaggeration considering it was just Chapaguri and steak, but hell was that one good bowl of Chapaguri. Spooning the noodles into your mouth, Jake placed a cut of steak onto your plate. Weird. That was, thoughtful. Probably a force of habit you reasoned to yourself. 

“So um can I ask,” you paused to wipe your mouth “Am I seriously the only other girl you’ve slept with, or is you sleeping with only 1 person before me just a rumour?”

Jake’s arm stretched towards the nape of his neck while the other placed another piece of steak onto your plate before answering. “Uh, I mean in college, yeah. I haven’t had much luck seeing too many people. Kinda the reason you’re here” 

“Well I guess that’s not too surprising” 

“Oh yeah?” Jake asked tauntingly leaning back into his chair “What’s that supposed to mean hm?”

“I’m just saying I’m not surprised that the dude who spent his free periods researching Quantum mechanics can’t pull.” you teased back with a sly smile 

“Uh-huh,” he replied putting another piece of food onto your plate “Well I’ll have you know I managed to hook up with at least like- 2 people in high school” 

“Yeah and I don’t do ballet.” you came back snarkily 

“Hey! I can even list them for you if you don’t believe me.” Jake chuckled slightly while adjusting the collar of his hoodie

“Yeah, and I bet it was real hard remembering that list of 2 people” Laughing in response Jake reached for a can of coke before opening it and placing it in front of you.

Again, weird. As you got talking you realised Jake Sim maybe wasn’t as awkward or dorkish as everyone claimed him to be. Okay well partly your fault for believing assumptions and jumping to conclusions, but after the initial nerves wore down he was pretty chill. Which led you to wonder, “Hey why don’t you talk to girls? I mean you’re pretty much a natural at this.” 

“Oh.” Jake replied a bit flattered, “Well, I don’t think I’m a natural, like when I tried to talk with Minyoung after we hooked up it was a mess.” hands now fiddling with the skin at his fingertips, “I guess with you it’s sorta, comfortable?” 

Your actions came to an instant halt, comfortable? You shook it off thinking it was because you guys knew each other beforehand, yeah definitely that. 

“So you did manage to get with one of the gymnastic girls.” you said trying to divert the topic

“Well not really, she kinda ghosted me after that..” Jake answered looking down at the marble countertop

“Why?” 

“Well as you said, I can’t really pull” you giggled in response while still forking down mouthfuls of chapaguri 

“Hey, don’t laugh with your mouth full.” Jake scolded before taking his thumb to wipe the corner of your mouth, an action you once again brushed off to be a force of habit. Still, you couldn’t deny, if you actually did like Jake in that way you would’ve folded instantly.

He smiled slightly and ruffled your hair before taking your empty bowl and beginning to wash it, weird.

Hooking up with Jake became more natural and common as time went on, it somewhat integrated itself into your routine:

Hook up, go eat, then go about your separate ways. 

Over time you got to know Jake more and more, past his initially dorky interests you learned a few things about him: 

He was a huge dog lover - similarly to you - and had a golden retriever named Layla 

He was surprisingly funny, if he got comfortable with you at least 

Despite being awkward as fuck, he was way more extroverted than you. He just needed to be around one of his friends for that to shine through.

He wasn’t called a star soccer player for nothing, you’d initially never expected scraggly little Jake Sim to win so many medals and trophies in high school. No wonder he got in with a scholarship.

It wasn’t like Jake told you these things outwardly, but you never failed to catch onto how his eyes had a slight glimmer within them when describing his ‘best friend’ who you later found out to be his childhood pet. Or how whenever there was a short silence between you two he took it as an opportunity to crack a small joke. And you knew on a surface level that Jake was a pretty friendly guy, but you just never realised how long his social battery truly lasted; that man had a motor mouth. The soccer thing however was something you always had a slight clue about, in high school most of his lunch breaks and evenings after school would be spent in the field with Jay, Heeseung, and Sunghoon. Back then you assumed he didn’t have anything better to do, so the numerous medals that spanned across the walls of his room were a bit of a shock to you. 

But it’s not like you cared about Jake like that, you were just…observant. 

Jake was nice, it was fun being his friend but you didn’t go out of your way to try and hang out with Jake in real life. Really, it’s not like you guys were close like that. Neither of you bothered to try and cross that boundary, that was until today at least.

“Hey.” Jake said, smiling as he sat down in front of you. Your eyes faltered from their usual unbothered gaze, your pupils dilating a bit in shock. Hell, there are around 200 other seats in the athlete’s dining hall, yet he had to sit in front of you.

Maybe your pastel pink Lululemon jacket was the drawing point, probably so bright it made you the first person he noticed making him sit with you out of convenience, at least you would like to tell yourself that. “Oh, hi Jake. Uh- don’t you have practice? I mean usually I never see you at the dining hall when I come to eat” You slowly realised how stalker-ish that sounded “not like. I’m tracking your schedule or anything like that. don’t get the wrong idea”

Jake let out a breathy laugh in hopes of breaking the awkward tension surrounding the table (he remained unsuccessful) “Yeah, uh practice got cancelled. So I’m here earlier than expected.”

“Cool cool” you let out nonchalantly. And there you were back to square one, the same awkward tension overwhelming the atmosphere. God how could you be this awkward with a guy you basically had a bi-weekly fuck schedule with. “So uh, you going to Soobin’s party this weekend? the whole soccer team is gonna be there, including me” he said the last part in almost a whisper.

“Oh uh, I haven’t really thought about it. Kazuha is going, so I’ll probably go with” You replied still staring down at your measly plate of japchae, barely touched. “Uh I think I should go study-” you frantically said in an exasperated sigh in hopes to remove herself from any more unwanted conversation starters you would have to pull out of her ass.

“But you haven’t even touched your food?” Jake said clearly not getting the hint. But also he was genuinely worried, I mean yeah typically soccer players and ballerinas' diets are obviously different with their portion sizes, but he still took health very seriously. “I’m not that hungry anyway.” you said slowly getting up to leave

“Wait, do you do this often? skip meals?” Jake asked, his eyes glazed over with a concerned expression, one you hadn’t seen before.

“Oh I mean, most times it's not intentional, I get busy with practice”

“Hold on” Jake muttered before getting up and heading outside. Leaving you haphazardly standing up holding your plate of food. You sat down again poking at the unfinished scraps of carrots, “This man cannot take a hint” you muttered. 

Jake then returned pocky and Pocari sweat in hand. “Uh here, it’s good for electrolytes” he said while handing you the bottle “Oh and, eat this after practice or something, you need carbs and sugar”. Slightly taken aback you slowly took both items in hand, a slight warmth forming in the pits of your stomach. “oh you didn’t really have to-”

“I wanted to.” Jake replied cutting you off, suddenly embarrassed at his boldness he absently reached to the nape of his neck (a habit you noticed he did when he was flustered) “Uh anyways, I’ve gotta go to office hours now. But try not to skip meals, it’s not that good for you, you’re an athlete so..” he trailed off mumbling the last bits to himself, all while looking down to the floor. The weird tension in the air was still there but, somehow it was a little more bearable, well for you at least. “Thanks, uh I’ll pay you back-”

“Don’t bother!” he scrambled to say shooting his head up, pushing your approaching hand back. Fuck that reply was way too quick. “Uh, it’s on me! Don’t worry about it really.” slowly backing away he failed to notice how his legs seemed to trample over each other almost knocking himself down. He (thankfully) regained his balance “Bye YN!”

Blinking in what you think is a mixture of disbelief, amusement, and confusion you managed to mutter out a small “Thank you”

Safe to say that interaction left you both pretty embarrassed.

Most times you went to Jake's house it usually ended in lighthearted conversations over a plate of food. However, some nights were just spent as the two of you lay in his bed looking up at his ceiling talking about everything and anything; these were the nights you found yourself enjoying the most. Tonight luckily happened to be one of them. 

“Hey, I’ve been meaning to ask,” Jake said before settling down next to you “Have you seriously never had a friend with benefits before?” 

“Hm? Why do you ask?” you said before moving to lay between Jake’s legs, head resting upon his thigh. 

“Ah you know, Just curious” He replied looking down at you with a slight smile. Did his eyes always look that pretty?

“No actually, I wasn’t really one for keeping a casual relationship with one person for a long time. I got bored too quickly, not that I’m bored of you. I did have a lot of hookups though, those were a bit more fun” you replied; a small smile formed across your face while recalling nostalgic high school memories. 

“That’s interesting…” you noticed a slight hesitation lingering in his words. 

“Why d’you sound so confused huh” Gently nudging his thigh you laughed. 

“Nothing nothing! I just, you know, didn’t really expect that from you. I don’t know in high school you were kinda- perfect? Like the captain of the dance team, student council secretary, and straight-A student; not to mention you were practically already on the road to Decelis with a scholarship. I didn’t really expect you to…”

“What, be a whore?” you butted in jokingly 

Jake’s hand reached out to run through your hair, grinning softly before responding “You know that’s not what I meant.” 

Chuckling in response your hands reached to fiddle with the ends of your hair. “Kidding, I get what you mean though. I - well my mom - tried hard to keep up the good girl act. But I was a teenager with the whole house to myself and a huge lack of self-discipline so…yeah”

“Was your mom never really there or…” Jake asked looping your hair around his fingers, shit was that too invasive?

Thankfully you responded whilst twiddling with the hem of your (well his) t-shirt. “Uh, no not really, I guess. Well, she was there, but just always working” Jesus why were you telling him this shit, not like you wanted to it was all just kinda- spilling out. “I mean I don’t hold it against her, it’s literally the reason I got to do ballet and attend this school in the first place”

“But?” Jake asked expectantly. Fuck why was he asking you this shit? Did he seriously think trauma dumping would fill the void of intimacy you two shared? 

“No I mean there isn’t really a but- well there kinda is. I don't know, it gets kinda lonely…only child and all. But I know she did it all for my own good, she knows what's best for me” the last part coming out a bit strained, “I just was kinda on my own for a while I guess… that’s probably why she signed me up for ballet classes when I was younger”

“Oh, she was the one who signed you up?”

“Yeah, she was, actually!” voice slightly perking up as you recalled fond memories of six year old you lacing up your first ballet flats, “When I was younger I loved dancing so ballet kinda came naturally to me I guess, but yeah ballet was really fun” 

“Was?” Jake inquired curiously, his head tilting down to meet his glossy eyes with yours. 

“Oh well, I guess it is still kinda fun- but like as I got better at it there seemed to be more expectations from people. It gets kinda stressful you know” you replied with a slight chuckle, hands picking at the skin on your fingers. “It’s partly my fault for not wanting to practise so much anymore, but sometimes it's hard not to notice every little mistake I make when dancing.”

“Well,” Jake began before taking your hand in his and lacing your fingers together “, I think you’re doing just fine. Trust me I’ve never seen a better dancer than you, like you’re seriously amazing”

You giggled slightly while staring at his hand intertwined with yours. Funny, you didn’t think he’d notice that.

“You sure you’re not lying about the whole bitchless thing? Because this,” you said while gesturing to his hand holding yours “, totally not bitchless behaviour” 

“Hey, I never said I was bitchless! Just no girlfriend you know.” Jake laughed nervously , becoming all too aware of his actions. He slowly lets go of your hand. A slight blush formed across his face before he cleared his throat to ask “So what about you, no boyfriend?” 

“Well, I did have one or two. But as I said, I get bored easily” you answered, still twiddling the hem of your shirt “I dumped both of them, not like there was anything wrong with the relationship- I just kinda have this bad habit of running from things when I notice something just slightly goes wrong. Yeah, it’s stupid really I don’t know why I do it.” Trailing off you slowly became aware that you were crossing the imaginary line you established between you and Jake. Wait, what the fuck were you saying? Why were you telling him this? You didn’t tell anyone this shit. No way Jake Sim, the dude who you were casually hooking up with, was going to be the first person you let in on your issues. Nah, not happening. 

“Um anyway! Maybe I should get going now, you have practice anyways.” you sighed, frantically getting up and grabbing your clothes. 

“Oh uh, yeah sure…” Jake said slightly startled, his hand reaching for the back of his neck and scratching it while he tried to look the other way as you changed in front of him (not like his head was in between your thighs a few seconds ago)

He walked you out to the doorway of his apartment, keeping a somewhat awkward distance between you guys as he waved while watching you walk out. 

“Bye!” he called out delayed, giving you a slight jump. 

“Oh, bye!” you said awkwardly facing him, immediately turning back around to  speed walk down the hallway.

For some reason even though you had already left he couldn’t get rid of this slight buzz in his stomach, his heart racing ever so slightly while he felt his cheeks heat up. Fuck I’m an idiot, Jake sighed to himself.

“What do you think? Too much?” you asked Kazuha whilst standing in front of her to show off your outfit. You were trying to dress out of your comfort zone by switching up your usual white tank and low-waisted jeans combo to a black tube top paired with a leather miniskirt. 

“You look the same YN.” your roommate replied stoically “And what are you so nervous for anyways? What, is it because Jake is picking you up?” she added between snickers. 

“What no!” you rushed to respond “And might I remind you that the only reason he’s picking me up is because you ditched on me last minute.” 

“Heyyy, I told you I was sorry! But Yunjin won’t be in Korea for much longer and I promised to have a sleepover with her before she leaves!” Kazuha whined in a pout “Promise, next time I get invited to a party you’re number 1 on my waitlist. I swear” 

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure I’m the only one on that waitlist right now.” you muttered before reaching for your phone after noticing a notification popping up on your screen. 

Jake Sim (Hookup)

Hey I’m waiting outside btw! Also, I brought a jacket just in case you were cold but I realised you might bring your own so uh

Jake Sim (Hookup)

don’t bring a jacket lmao

You smiled to yourself slightly after reading that, to which your roommate seemed to catch.

“Oh lover boy here already hm?” she teased in a playful tone. “Ew god don’t call him that.” you deadpanned before heading out the door. 

Now in all honesty you were perfectly fine with going to the party yourself, Soobin’s apartment happened to be a 15-minute walk away from campus and it’s not like the area was relatively unsafe. However, Jake insisted that he pick you up and drop you off, saying something along the lines of it weighing down on his conscience. You can’t say you weren’t thankful to see him jacket in hand and waiting for you in front of the doors to your dorm after you were unpleasantly greeted by the bitter wind blowing in your face. Totally just grateful for the jacket, no other reason. 

The walk there was filled with the usual lighthearted jokes and updates on your days, nothing new. You grew to truly enjoy these moments with just you and him, it somewhat felt like it was just the two of you and time stopped. It was nice, you never had someone to listen to you the way he did. However, the peaceful moment shared between you two vanished the minute you stepped into Soobin’s apartment. For a while you forgot that Jake Sim, though being called a dork by half the campus, was still a frat boy and admittedly pretty popular. So imagine the whiplash you got when he was immediately dragged away by Jay, Yuna, and Soobin before he could even say goodbye to you. Not like you cared though, you had plenty of other friends.

A couple of hours had passed and the ‘other friends’ in question seemed to disappear one by one as the night went on. Which is how you winded up in Soobin’s living room on the couch, beer in hand whilst scrolling through TikTok. That was before you heard someone clear their throat. Looking up you were met with Lee Heeseung standing in front of you, head cocked slightly to the side. 

“Hey YN, mind if I sit?” he didn’t really wait for your response before plopping himself right next to you.

“Oh, hey Heeseung” you muttered, eyes not leaving your phone. You had talked to Heeseung a couple of times before when you went to meet up with Jake, but you wouldn’t really consider yourself besties with the guy who was the sole reason Jake had even offered to hook up with you. 

“What’s up, are you bored? I assume you didn’t come here to scroll TikTok alone.” He joked with a quick chuckle. 

“Yeah well I would leave but Jake insisted on taking me back home so it feels kinda rude to leave without him. And he’s obviously very,” you shot your head up to glare at the sight of Jake chatting it up with Jay, Yuna, and Ryujin. What happened to the whole ‘bad at talking to girls’ thing now huh? You scoffed before completing your sentence with a grimace “Preoccupied.”

Heeseung seemed to catch onto your change of tone as the next thing he said was, “Don’t worry Jake’s normally just chatty like this when he’s got one of us around, he really really can’t talk to girls otherwise. Well, obviously not you though, actually he can’t shut up about you.” 

Your head perked up at Heeseung's comment “What do you mean?” 

“I mean, the guy can’t stop talking about you even when you’re gone. Like telling us about how cool your recitals looked, your favourite foods, what you guys did that day, hell he brings you into practically anything it’s kinda annoying. ‘Oh YN loves that drink’ ‘Oh can you buy one for YN too?’ ‘Hey, this is YN’s favourite song!’ ‘Hey don’t touch that, it's for YN’” Heeseung said in a mocking tone, his hands coming up to mimic small puppets pretending to be Jake.

“Really? You’re probably exaggerating, me and Jake aren’t even that close.” you commented

“Trust me YN, you don’t live with that guy. I feel like I’m even in on your whole friends-with-benefits situation by how much I know about you. Seriously I think he's obsessed-” 

“What’cha guys talking about!” you were too engrossed in your conversation you hadn’t noticed that Jake had left Jay and his friends to come join you. 

You shot a glare at him before tilting your head down at your drink “Oh you know, just keeping myself entertained” you replied before whipping your head up “Since you were obviously, pretty busy.”

Before Jake could defend himself, Soobin drunkenly called out from the kitchen “Hey guys! Who wants to play spin the bottle!” his words slurred as he held up an empty beer can. 

Great, drunk college students and spin the bottle, what could go wrong? 

Hesitantly you and Jake made your way to the circle formed on the floor sitting across from each other while everyone else gathered in.

“Okay, so the rules are: you kiss or you drink. Three shots worth of soju may I mention! Who wants to go first?” Soobin asked gesturing to the bottle

“Oooh me me me!” Yuna replied eagerly before placing the bottle down and spinning it, landing on Jisung. One after the other everyone took turns spinning the bottle whilst the rest of the crowd let out shouts and claps of encouragement. You frankly thought this whole thing was stupid. I mean, spin the bottle? What was this a cheesy highschool movie? The bottle eventually reached Karina, she took it in hand and spun it vigorously.

Karina, god how could you even begin to describe Karina? Yoo Karina was top of her class in rhythmic gymnastics, led the student body org, and not to mention was absolutely drop. dead. gorgeous. You concluded in your mind that anyone who got to kiss that woman would be the luckiest person on earth, but that was before the bottle landed on Jake. 

“Well pucker up loser” Karina said before moving towards Jake to grab his face and press her lips onto his. You tried to cheer and clap with the rest of the group but you couldn’t ignore the dreadful feeling of your heart dropping to the floor. Pulling away from Karina, you couldn’t brush off how Jake’s eyes immediately came into contact with yours causing your pupils to dilate slightly before you shot your head down to the ground. 

Why the hell did you even care this much, wake up YN! It’s Jake, so he kissed another girl, who cares? You guys aren’t even exclusive, pull yourself together! You quickly shook off the awful feeling in the pit of your stomach and joined in with the others chanting “Spin, spin, spin!” as Jake whirled the bottle around with a quick flick of the wrist.

The bottle seemed to spin in slow motion before coming to a reaching its delayed halt and pointing directly at you. Oh fuck. 

You braced yourself for the awkward aftermath of the kiss you were bound to face later tonight, god how were you even supposed to face Jake after this? I mean yeah you guys had sex, but you would argue kissing is far more intimate. Your gaze lingered on jake and you watched how his eyes widened in anticipation, his hand again reaching to the nape of his neck absently while the other grabbed the red solo cup and-

Wait what, Jake was taking the drink?

Let it be known that Jake Sim had an infamous reputation of never drinking at parties, for a while people thought he was heavily religious; until it was revealed by sunghoon that in highschool Jake was unexpectedly a huge party animal and no one could possibly keep him away from a beer. Getting into college, he apparently tried to drop the heavy drinking and decided to take his athlete career more seriously. If you were to take Jake's drink at a party you would find either 1 of 3 things: coke zero, a mixture of random fruit juices from a punch bowl that 80% of the party did not touch, or kombucha (surprising to say the least). Yet there he was, drinking about 3 shots worth of soju all in one go. All to avoid kissing you. great.

A pit formed in your stomach as the loud chants seemed to die down, somehow this made you feel like the world's biggest loser. Was kissing you that bad? Hell he was in between your thighs half the time but he would rather drink than kiss you? Why didn’t he kiss you? Why did you want him to kiss you?

Jake let out a slight groan after downing the drink whole, the circle erupted into laughs and whoas but he could only focus on the one person who hadn’t said anything, the one person who was staring straight at him in what Jake could only assume was a mixture of disbelief and anger. Fuck, this totally did not go to plan. Why was she mad? I mean you didn’t say you were mad, but the look in your eyes somewhat gave it away. Jake thought the last thing you wanted to do was kiss him, I mean this whole time you would preach about how you guys were strictly casual and how you wanted nothing to do with him romantically. Jake thought he would save you the trouble, and partly save himself from the prolonged silences on the walk back to your dorm. It’s not like he didn’t benefit from this too I mean, Jake totally could go without kissing you. It’s not like it was a piece of intimacy your “relationship” lacked, not like it was the one thing he’d been longing for. Yep, totally not. 

You broke the gaze abruptly when you soon realised how long you’d been staring. Fuck did he notice? He definitely did. Your eyes now fixated on the floor while he stared off awkwardly to the side.

“Your turn YN!” Yuna cheerfully said handing her the bottle, her breath reeked of alcohol it was making you dizzy.

“Uh I think I’ll skip, I’ve had enough drinks for tonight” you replied, accompanied by a nervous chuckle. God, why was the room suddenly spinning? “As a matter of fact,” you quickly got up from your position slowly moving away from the circle, “I think I need to use the bathroom, I’ll sit out this round, you guys can continue though”

“Okay!” Yuna responded, obviously she was too wasted to notice the hesitation lingering in your voice.

You quickly stole a glance at the group behind, more so at the man you were sitting across from a minute ago. Lo and behold, Jake was laughing hazily and chanting encouragements with the others as Ryujin and Hyunjin messily made out. His eyes had a shine which was all too familiar to you, his grin was one you recognised countless times before, and to your dismay: he was completely unaffected by the whole situation.

Great, so he couldn’t give less of a fuck. You thought to yourself. Normally this would be a relief to you, I mean you said yourself you wanted something casual, but if that was the case why did you feel so embarrassingly hollow and empty inside?

You groggily stumbled away from the corner of the room and headed over to the kitchen, maybe a drink would drown out the noises of them chanting “Kiss kiss kiss” Pft, what are they grade schoolers? You snatched a red solo cup and started pouring whatever alcohol was closest in reach, vodka, tequila, soju, beer, you did not give a fuck. You downed the drink whole, slightly gasping for air as you polished it off. Grabbing for another bottle, your hands seemed to meet another. Looking up to see who had a shared interest in… absolut vodka? God you hated that shit, but well right now it seemed tolerable, however you were greeted by the disappointing sight of none other than: Seunghan.

God what was Seunghan doing here, he didn’t even fucking go here. To give some context, Seunghan happened to be your last boyfriend; a senior you used to date who at the time was a huge ego boost to you since you were a year younger. But you inevitably broke up with him before he left for university, even though you promised you would try and make things work long distance. Hell who were you kidding, staying with a highschool senior as a college freshman? Who would want to do that? The last excuse you could spit back at his pathetic face while ending things was “You aren’t even a good fuck” safe to say that bruised his ego a bit.

“Hey YN” he looked at you with an expression you can only make out as: egoistic. You wanted to smack that smug grin off his face, but you weren’t really the one with the upper hand here. I mean who wouldn’t smirk at the sight of their highschool ex absolutely fucking hammered at a college party.

“Hi” you replied coldly, his grip on the alcohol bottle slightly loosened, which you took as an opportunity to snatch out of his hand and pour yourself another drink (probably double of what you were originally planning to pour)

“So,” He paused for a second waiting for you to finish drinking “How's it going, what are you doing here?”

“I kinda go here.” you said in between sips “and shouldn’t I be asking you that, you don’t even go to Decelis.”

“Well someone’s hostile” he let out a chuckle, face still smug “Ah yeah, my friend Soobin, actually invited me. Swim team captain, ring a bell?”

“That's nice Seunghan” your face obviously painted that you didn’t really think so. You started to slowly make your way to the bathroom, not knowing how much longer you could stand being in the same proximity of this asshole.

“Is that it?” Seunghan called out expectantly. What the hell did this man want jesus. You could feel your anger just about boiling over, that and the 4 cups of alcohol in your system just about tipped you over the edge”

“What the hell do you want, Seunghan? An apology? You see me after what 2 years and expect to coax an apology out of me? Yeah not happening. I don’t even know what you’re doing here because clearly last time I checked you didn’t go to Decelis. So yeah, I don’t really know what you want from me but if it's an apology or something, sorry to disappoint.”

“Woah woah, calm down there” Seunghan said, arms up seeming to gesture he meant no harm, the smirk on his face displayed otherwise.

You were ready to spit out another insult at him, maybe add a punch into the mixture, until a pair of hands gently grabbed your shoulder. You whipped your head backwards to see Jake smiling awkwardly at Seunghan and scratching the back of his head nervously. “Sorry about that, she's kinda drunk right now so I think we’ll get going!”

You want to retort back that you aren't, but before doing so Seunghan cuts you off “who are you again.” 

Instead of the smug grin that adorned his face earlier, a weirdly serious expression was now plastered across him. Weird. Was he trying to assert dominance or something? You giggled to yourself a bit at the idea, slowly looking up at Jake to see what his response was. Maybe they would have a standoff, battle it out like in the movies. Instead a grin was still shining on his face, except something was off. His gaze looked harsher, juxtaposing the warm smile on the lower half of his face. Something behind his eyes signalled that he wasn’t going to take any bullshit, funny you thought. You weren't used to seeing this side of Jake, it was an amusing sight to say the least.

“Jake her,” he hesitated for a second “boyfriend. But I don’t think that matters really, I've gotta get YN home now” He quickly grabbed your wrist to lead you away and out the door, seemingly a bit too quick that it had you stumbling over your steps, or maybe that was the alcohol talking.

“Woww, look at that you can actually stick up for yourself! You know that was kinda funny, what were you trying to assert dominance or something? Thanks for saying you were my boyfriend though, god I don’t think he would be able to leave me alone otherwise” you said in between chuckles whilst shutting the door behind you, but jake remained silent. Weird, was he just drunk too? 

It’s not like you weren't used to the silence, hell it’s what took up most of your conversations (well lack of conversation more like). You remained quiet until the both of you got back to your dorm, you were weirdly too intimidated to say anything. Not intimidated by him, god no. More so the situation, you’d been used to the awkward silence, the post sex silences, the comfortable silences, but this was a different silence, one you weren’t really sure how to react towards. Once in your dorm, Jake finally said something to break the tension.

“Who was that guy?” he asked, gaze averted down to the floor and hand absently reaching for the nape of his neck, there he goes again you think. ”Seunghan,” you said while pulling over your tube top to change into an oversized shirt, which you realised was one you stole from Jake a while back “, just some ass I dated in highschool, doesn’t really matter.”

Jake's gaze was still stuck on the dorm carpet, his hand now picking at his cuticles. “Was he bothering you? I mean I couldn’t really tell but you looked uncomfortable, so like…yeah I don’t know”

You chuckled, cute you think. Wait fuck did you really just find what he did cute. Did you just fucking giggle. A flustered blush seems to form across your face whilst thinking of your actions. Get a grip YN it’s jake fucking sim, hes an awkward mess, an awkward mess you’re casually fucking. You can’t be doing this.

“Uh, I mean kinda. I was going to punch him so you probably saved me the collateral. Thanks though, it was nice” you said, tucking away your boots still facing away from him; embarrassed at the thought of you being the least bit flustered over his actions.

“Ah…” Jake trailed off. Fuck what was he meant to say now, well he knew what he wanted to say. He wanted to ask if it was weird that he called himself her boyfriend, but you didn’t seem to care so it would be weird if he brought it up now. I mean, not like he cared. a little white lie to save you some trouble, no biggie.

“Are you down to..” you asked nonchalantly, turning your head around to face him. He adorned his typical lost expression, god he was really clueless.

“You know, fuck.” you assumed it was the alcohol in your system talking, you were clearly very tipsy, that plus your pent up frustration from tonight was the perfect mixture for a good hookup. Or maybe you were just plain old horny, probably the case you thought to yourself. Definitely wasn’t the way Jake's hair was a perfect fluffy mess, or how his face seemed to have a slight glow to it (probably the drinks), or his eyes that were weirdly more iridescent than usual, yeah totally not that.

Jake's eyes widened a bit, taken aback by the request but definitely not surprised. “YN you’re drunk,” he said with a sigh, grabbing your shoulders and sitting you down on the edge of your mattress, “I'd love to but, maybe next time?” he said with a gentle grin, his dimples slightly poking out.

fuck was he leaving already? Before he could go any further you quickly grabbed his wrist. Jake, startled, looked back at you like a deer in headlights. Only to be met with an equally as shocked gaze, shit all this alcohol was making your body move before you could even think.

“Uh, can you just…” you wince a bit at the thought of what would come out next, “stay. Just until I fall asleep, I feel kinda…lonely?” The end came out in a mumble as your eyes laid fixated on the floor. A blush formed across Jake's face, but he quickly snapped himself out of whatever haze he was in. She’s drunk jake. It doesn't mean anything.

He plastered on the gentle grin that adorned his face earlier, smiling at her with endearment. “Alright, uhm just scoot over a bit”

Moving awkwardly to the side to make room for Jake on the bed he shortly joined you, adjusting himself next to you moving your head to atop his arm while the other pulled you in closer allowing him to rest his chin on top of your hair. Everything about this moment felt much too intimate to be shared between two people who were just casually fucking. You could feel your heartbeat slightly quicken and your breath hitching in your throat. However as time passed on you began to feel yourself slowly relax into Jake’s touch, allowing yourself to enjoy the feeling of his hand combing through your hair whilst the other reached to trace circles along the small of your back. His warmth next to you felt all too natural, like this was meant to be. Like you weren’t just two strangers who decided to hook up, like you two were everything and more.

“Sometimes I wish this was real” you sighed out, clearly letting the liquor in your system do the talking

“Don’t know how hammered you got but you’re definitely not dreaming right now YN.” Jake said in a low chuckle. Fuck you could listen to his laugh for ages. 

“Not this, I mean us.” 

“Oh.” Jake could feel his body go stiff as heat rushed up to his cheeks. He knew you were drunk, but some part of him hoped this was sober you. 

“You’re too sweet for me sometimes you know? Makes me wish you weren’t my friend and my boyfriend instead, then again don’t think I’m ready for that either. Well sometimes you make me feel like I’m ready, I don’t know, it's weird. Being with you feels so…natural? Like I’ve known you since we were kids- I guess we kinda have known each other for a while, makes me regret not talking to you enough in highschool. You were always pretty cute despite being a dork” rambling on you nuzzled your head closer to his chest. Fuck Jake was practically begging you couldn’t hear the intense racing of his heart. 

“How much did you drink YN?” he stuttered out

“Oh you know, just enough to make me forget everything about that party. Stupid Seunghan ruined my night. You know when you called yourself my boyfriend, yeah I really liked that, some part of me hoped you meant it. I guess I like you a little more than I expected, super stupid right…” you said trailing off as you fell further into your slumber; words slurred as a mixture of drunkenness and exhaustion took over your body.

“You like me?” Jake asked stunned, after garnering no response he tilted his head down slightly to face you. Your face looked so peaceful sleeping he didn’t have the heart to wake you up. How cute, he thought to himself.

“Goodnight YN.” he whispered before pulling you closer to him and dozing off himself. 

As the sun rose, beams of light made its way through the curtains to shine brightly on your face rudely waking you up. You slowly opened your heavy eyelids before stretching out your arms, only to be met with the shocking sight of Jake passed out next to you. 

Jolting up immediately, you had to do a double take to make sure you weren’t seeing things. Unfortunately this wasn’t a dream and you really did wake up next to Jake Sim, this being the second time you’ve done this with no recollection of what happened the night before. Frantically you tried to recall all the events that happened after Seunghan approached you; slowly but surely everything from last night rushed back to you in an instant, including your drunken confession to Jake. 

Fuck fuck fuck FUCK. What the hell was your issue? Why would you say all that? Jesus you seriously needed to stop drinking, you always ended up in Jake’s bed hungover. God could he have remembered anything that happened last night, he couldn't have right? He was probably drunk too, fuck you hoped he was drunk. 

“YN, you’re up already?” Jake said as his hand groggily rubbed his eyes, the other reaching over to your wrist. 

“Oh uh yeah!” you replied, face flushed with embarrassment before you quickly snapped your hand away from his touch “Hey this is weird but did I happen to say anything weird last night, I was like really drunk.” You winced expecting him to answer with a harsh reminder of your drunken words but instead he only uttered a small “Nope, not anything out of the ordinary”

Sighing in relief you let out a small thank god before getting up to go get dressed, Jake shortly following you like a lost puppy. Still yawning out and half asleep he groaned out a small “Hey, what time is it, by the way?” 

“Oh um,” you quickly grabbed your phone to check “9:30.”

Jakes seemed to immediately wake up, shouting “Oh fuck, I’m late!” He quickly grabbed his belongings before rushing out the door, before haphazardly rushing back in quickly to tell you “Uhm if you need Tylenol let me know I’ll go pick it up for you, bye YN gotta go!” 

Despite being in a rush, Jake was always so attentive towards you, something you were always grateful for; another habit you grew to love about him. 

“He's so sweet” you whispered under your breath to yourself before snapping your head up to face yourself in the mirror. Splashing water on yourself you pointed at your reflection before reminding yourself how badly this would end if you kept going on with this little crush. 

You do not like Jake Sim. You will not like Jake Sim. 

Days passed and after that night it was safe to say things got pretty awkward between you and Jake. You were in desperate hopes of avoiding him any chance you got, that of course was a lost cause as you guys still were hooking up every other week. However, you made it your mission to not interact with him outside of his apartment, not in classes, not in the gym, not at parties, nowhere. This seemed to be your brain's deluded way of trying to help you get over your crush on him. 

Jake on the other hand had a sense of why you were avoiding him, the whole drunken confession probably didn’t sit right with you. Jake didn’t really want to push it and force his way into your life if you weren’t comfortable, even though he desperately missed the days you spent every second together like best friends, he knew he wasn’t in a position to be complaining. But as time went on your missing presence began to eat away at Jake’s mind, he couldn’t take it anymore. 

Which is how he ended up rushing to move seats over to sit next to you when you entered the chemistry classroom. 

“Hey YN.”

“Oh, Jake hi…”

“You ready for today’s presentation?” he asked after noticing you diligently reading over your flashcards.

“Oh god no, I’m cooked.” you replied with a nervous laugh. 

“Don’t worry I’m sure you’ll do great, you always do.” Jake reassured with a warm smile. How did he always manage to say the right things? 

You flashed him a quick smile before whispering “Thank you.”

Sure enough a few minutes later you found yourself in front of the three hundred students in that lecture room trying not to stumble over your words as you presented about Electrochemistry. Everything was going fine at first, not to toot your own horn but you were pretty much guaranteed an easy A for this project. That was all until it came crumbling down. You stopped dead in your tracks as you felt a familiar warm feeling gathering between your thighs. Fuck, did you just get your period? 

“And u-uh, as I was saying…” you tried to continue the presentation and ignore the fact that your period was looming over you like the grim reaper, threatening to drip down your legs and publicly embarrass yourself in front of the whole class. 

The easy A you were so sure about now seemed out of reach as a lump formed in your throat while you stuttered with tears threatening to spill over your eyes. Quickly finishing up your half assed paragraph on Faraday’s law you bolted out the classroom the moment you were excused back to your seat. 

Rushing down the hall into the bathroom to clean yourself up, you were frustratingly met with the sight of blood stained jeans. Trying to pull down your shirt to hastily cover up the stain was no use, god out of all days to not bring an extra pad. Why did it have to be today? 

Sighing in agony you decided it would be a good idea to just head home instead of returning to class, hell you’d embarrassed yourself enough after that how could you even walk back into the lecture hall after that mess? 

Leaving the backroom with your head down and hand searching your bag hoping a spare pad would manage to appear out of thin air, you failed to notice Jake standing right in front of you (well that was until you bumped into him).

“YN, you okay?” his eyes graced with concern, oh so he’s still attentive as ever it seems. “Was it your presentation? I thought it was great-”

“I got my period.” you blurt out in a rush at the same time, eyes still stuck on the ground as you didn’t have the guts to face him right now “and like, yeah it's a mess so…I kinda just want to get home and change.” you finished with a frustrated sigh. 

“Ah I see” Jake replied before looking down to notice the dark patch on your jeans. 

Before you could go any further he wordlessly stripped off his hoodie before wrapping it around your waist. No words were spoken between you two but the tension arguably spoke much louder than words ever could. 

“I’ll come get it back later okay? Don’t worry about it” he said before knotting it a final time around your waist to secure it in place. 

“Oh, thank you Jake…” you mumbled 

“Hey YN.” he started, making you finally whip your head up to meet his eyes. His face detailed with hesitation, mouth slightly agape, eyes glossed over with doubt and hand again reaching for the nape of his neck nervously, “um, sorry it’s nothing actually- just uh, don’t be a stranger you know?” he continued with a slight shrug. So he did notice you distancing yourself. 

“Oh,” you stuttered, not really sure of what to reply with “alright…”

And with that you made your way back to the dorm, uncertainty lingering in the air around you following its way back to your dorm. Sprawling across your mattress you stared up at the ceiling lost in thought. This wasn’t going to end well. 

“YN you keep doing this!” your dance teacher snapped before banging a ruler on the metal bar in front of her. You flinched slightly as the loud bang rang through your ears before going to pause the music. 

“How many times do I have to remind you?” she let out in an exasperated sigh, fingers reaching up to pinch the bridge of her nose, “your legs aren’t straight and your feet aren’t pointed either! These are basic things even beginners could get, I expect more from you! What would your mother think, hm? She invested all this money in you just for you to fall short of your abilities. You’re my top student, you cannot be performing like this when the recital is just a few months away! Pull yourself together before I choose another person to take your place, lesson dismissed.” she bellowed out before storming out the classroom. Leaving you collapsed on the ground, face flushed with disappointment as you stared at your dishevelled reflection in the mirror. 

Fuck she was right, what were you doing? You should be better than this, why weren’t you improving? God your mom spent so much time and money on this and you were just letting her down, you couldn’t do anything right. You were becoming a bigger failure than you realised and you didn’t know how to stop it. How were you meant to be the perfect ballerina when you didn’t even know how to be the perfect daughter? You knew you were better than this but why couldn’t you live up to it. Why did you keep messing up?

Slowly tears began pouring out your eyes before the practice room was practically engulfed in your sobs. You however stopped your crying when you noticed the door crack open. 

“YN?” Jake murmured out with a worried look painted across his face, “what happened, what’s wrong?” he asked while rushing over to your side. 

“Oh Jake, god please don’t look I’m a mess right now” quickly you tried to wipe your tears and nervously laugh before Jake stopped you and took your hands in his. 

“YN, honestly I couldn’t care less about how you look right now. What’s wrong? Why are you crying hm?” His face had the same serious gaze from the party when he confronted Seunghan, “It’s okay, you can tell me.”

Hearing that you finally broke down sobbing as he pulled you in closer to his chest, hand running through your hair while whispering small words of comfort. “Jake I can’t do this anymore, I keep messing up in everything I do! I don’t know why I can’t just be the person everyone wants me to be, I’m a failure.” you cried out between sobs.

“Hey hey don’t say that, look at me.” he gently took your face in his hands before tilting it up to meet his gaze, “Okay so maybe you’re not the person everyone wants you to be, and hey maybe you aren’t perfect-”

“Not helping.” you deadpanned 

“Yeah well, I wasn’t done. Point is you’re not that but, you're YN. You’re exactly who you need to be right now, and you’re doing your best. Maybe that isn’t perfect but hey nobody’s perfect, you just keep such high standards for yourself you can never get a chance to breathe. It’s okay to make a few mistakes here and there, we all do, we’re only human. If it means anything, in my eyes you’re doing everything right. You’re perfect, okay YN?” 

This only made you sob harder into his chest. Jake wasn’t complaining though, he only brought you closer and tightened his grip around you. Hands still running through your hair to lull you back into a relaxed state. 

After finally calming down you wiped the remnants of tears on your face before loosening yourself from Jake’s embrace. Awkwardly laughing before asking “Uhm, why did you come here in the first place again?”

“Oh right that. I needed to get my hoodie back and Zuha said you’d be here, didn’t really expect to see you crying all alone though” he commented with a quick chuckle 

“Oh shit yeah,” you said before reaching over to your bag to try and find his hoodie, Jake however grabbed your wrist to stop you, “Never mind that okay YN? You had a pretty rough day, let’s just get you back to your dorm alright?” 

“But your hoodie-”

“And up we go!” he exclaimed before lifting you up by the arms and pushing you to get out of that practice room. 

The walk back to your dorm was filled with Jake endlessly checking up on you, asking “Are you sure you’re okay” every five minutes. You reassured him time after time that you seriously were fine before finally losing patience and snapping “Jake Sim. If you don’t stop, I will actually not be okay.” 

“Okay okay! Just checking!” he said before whipping his arms up to feign in defeat. 

Reaching your dorm, you awkwardly stood at the doorway waiting for Jake to leave and bid you goodbye but instead he just sorta awkwardly stood there staring at you.

“Yes?”

“Oh um just- call me? If you ever need someone to talk to, you know?”

“Thanks Jake, but I’m not really looking to make my friend my pseudo therapist right now.” you joked. 

“I know I know, just reminding you. You’ve got me, ‘kay?” Jesus, you could never get over how warm his smile made you feel. 

“Alright, thanks Jake” You sighed out before slowly closing your door. After shutting it you immediately dropped to the floor, head buried into your knees. You hated this. You hated how without fail, no matter how long you avoided him, Jake Sim always managed to make butterflies spawn in your stomach and your heart to beat out of your chest. He always knew the right things to say and how to make you feel like the world stopped and purely revolved around the two of you. You hated how badly you’ve fallen for Jake Sim.

To give some preface, the only times Jake and you had kissed were: 

The first time you’d two ever hooked up when you were drunk out of your mind and too blacked out to remember a thing

The second time you’d hooked up; which technically wasn’t even a kiss because you stopped him as his lips ghosted over yours, almost connecting. You argued that it would be weird for you two to kiss since you only agreed on hooking up with each other, which you added did not involve kissing. 

You two mutually agreed that your relationship would involve no kissing between the two of you. This however did not stop the fact that Jake refusing to kiss you at the party bugged you more than it should have, leading you to blurt out on a random Wednesday afternoon: 

“You didn’t kiss me.”

Jake stopped midway through unbuckling his belt. “What?”

“I mean, at Soobin’s party, you didn’t do it” your eyes glued down to the bed sheets while your hands came up to fiddle with the ends of your hair “I mean you kissed Karina, why not me?”

“I mean…I can kiss you now if you want?”

“Yeah but then you’d only be kissing me because I asked you to do it.” you grunted out in annoyance “But when you were told to kiss me in front of others you didn’t, but you could kiss Karina so easily”

“I thought you didn’t want me to kiss you?” Jake countered, his tone becoming more argumentative. 

“When did I ever say that?” you tried to say nonchalantly, but instead your words spat out like an accusation. Fuck what were you doing? 

“Yeah okay well, kissing her meant nothing” Jake said in a bit of an exasperated sigh, his brows slightly furrowing together. Well Jake knew it wasn’t just that, but hell who was he to bring that up right now

“Yeah well, we’ve been fucking for 6 months, not like that means anything” For some reason this stung a bit for Jake, god he hated that it did.

“YN why does it matter.” he retorted back, the question coming out sharper than he intended

“Technically I’m saying it doesn't.” you let out a slightly stifled breathy laugh in an attempt to break the tension, obviously it doesn’t work “What do you not want to kiss me or something?”

No. God no it was the complete opposite. That was practically the only thing he’d thought about for the past month. But Jake couldn’t admit this now, first off to save him from looking like some desperate loser, and second: you just went on to elaborate on how kissing him meant virtually nothing to you. That them kissing was nothing. Jesus, how could he tell you only now that to him, it was something.

The silence filling the room meant one of the two things you concluded: Jake was either mustering up the courage to give you the best kiss of your life or he did not want to be anywhere near your lips. You opted for the latter.

“I’ll take that as a no.”, you swiftly got up from your previous straddled position to grab your designated ‘walk of shame’ hoodie and collect your things. Clearly, this wasn’t going anywhere. “It's fine Jake really. Just forget I ever asked. It was stupid, and uh, I’ve got practice so I think i’ll get going” you said absently while touching up your makeup

Jake hastily buckled his jeans back up and pulled his grey crewneck over his head. But you were practically out the door before he could finish. “Wait, YN…” he called out stumbling behind you trying to catch up

“Jake, seriously just drop it. It was stupid okay. And I’ve actually got a lot of stretching to do today, so I’ve gotta get going.” You attempted to make the end sound cheery and like you totally didn’t have a lump forming in the depth of your throat. To your dismay, emotions ended up getting the better of you and the words left your tongue stung with bitterness.

“YN I’m sor-” he attempted to stutter out, but you were obviously not hearing him through. “Bye Jake.” 

God, she couldn’t even look at me when leaving.

“Bye.” Jake let out defeatedly, only to be met with the slam of a door in his face.

“fuck…” you both thought.

“YN come on you’ve been cooped up in the dorm for weeks! Let’s go out tonight, I doubt Jake will even be at the party. Besides you were on my ass about not going with you last time, now the invitation is practically handed to you on a silver platter and you don’t even accept it?!” Zuha said as she rolled next to your curled up body that laid like a corpse on your bed. She was right though, you spent the next few weeks skipping all your classes and only going out to eat and go to practice that the colour from your face was practically drained. You looked like a total zombie to put it lightly. 

“Yeah I won’t, I’m not in the mood to go out tonight” 

“You’re never in the mood! Come on, what good is it to stay stuck in your room pitying yourself while bingeing K-dramas? That’s never gonna help you get over it, a couple of drinks is what you need!” you partly blamed Kazuha for your excessive drinking, she always managed to help you get out of a heartbreak by getting you blackout drunk. 

“Ugh Zuha, who's even going to be at this party anyways? Isn’t it the same old people?” you argued before pulling the covers over your head in hopes it would magically make you disappear from sight. 

“No actually it’s not, a couple of people from SM are hosting. You know, the uni Minjeong goes to? I heard SM parties are like, next level. And besides you can meet some new people, don’t you think that’s the perfect way to help you get over this loser?”

“Hey, he isn’t a loser!”, you quickly argued, springing up from your previously snuggled position, “just like- yeah anyways not the point. I guess, maybe…it would help?”

Before you could even finish your thought Zuha immediately pulled you up and sprung into action. “Okay, perfect. Here, wear this.” she said before tossing pieces of clothing at your face. 

Holding them up you weren’t even sure if she gave you a proper shirt, it was way more revealing than you were used to. “Did you cut this shirt up or something?”

“No, I didn’t you prude. And besides, don't you wanna look cute? Those SM guys won’t know what’s hit them. Trust me.” she said while absently applying lip gloss. 

Hesitantly you wiggled into the outfit before checking yourself out in the mirror. No matter how hard you tried you couldn’t even convince yourself that you felt confident. Maybe some makeup would help. Propping yourself on the bathroom counter you began to cake on layers of foundation, blush, and eyeshadow. Finishing it off with a muted pink lip. 

This is good, you’re fine! You’re going to have fun tonight. You muttered under your breath, repeating it like a mantra. God you hoped you could have fun tonight. 

Entering the apartment you were immediately hit with a wave of loud music blaring through your ears, god you couldn’t even hear what Zuha was saying right next to you. She was right, SM parties are next level. You could see a couple people gathered round a table playing beer pong, seeing Minjeong and a few other familiar faces. You decided to join them, and despite being the worst one there you had to admit it was really fun. Now that a few drinks were in your system you seemed to loosen up, completely forgetting about the worries that had plagued your mind this morning. You grabbed a drink and made your way over to the kitchen where you spotted Zuha and Heeseung talking. Hold on, Heeseung? If he’s here then… 

You scanned the apartment, eyes wandering to the living room where numerous people seemed to be chatting away enthusiastically. Moving further into the area your eyes darted across each face trying to spot your target, and that was when you saw him. There he was, red solo cup in hand, looking directly at you. 

Shit, you were gonna kill Zuha, what was Jake doing here? You scrambled to try and get away from him after making eye contact, but before you could slip away you felt a hand grab your wrist. God damn it. 

“YN, can we talk?” Jake begged with pleading eyes, fuck you’d never seen him this desperate, “please.” 

You nodded your head slightly before he dragged you to an empty room.

“Okay you said you wanted to talk, so talk.” you demanded, still slightly buzzed. Your confidence fueled with alcohol and sheer pettiness

“Listen,” Jake said before pausing to collect his thoughts, “I’m sorry for, well yeah all of it. I shouldn’t have kissed Karina that night, it’s just we aren’t exclusive or anything so I figured-” 

“Yeah we weren’t, but honestly Jake I couldn’t give less of a fuck” a bold-faced lie. Jake scoffed, he was trying to patch things up and you were seriously giving him this attitude? 

“Yeah sure sounds like it” 

“Yeah I don’t, I just think it’s messed up that you don’t kiss me and then proceed to call yourself my boyfriend” 

“Please, that was because Seunghan was bothering you! What was I supposed to do just let a creep keep harassing you? Do you even remember what happened that night YN?” 

“No and as I said I couldn’t give a fuck” 

“Well, I do. You can’t just tell me you like me and pretend it was nothing” fuck so he did remember

“Okay well,” You stuttered out, anger simmering within you “I was drunk. I wasn’t in my right mind that night, so yeah it was nothing. Why does it even matter if I like you or not, you said from the start that what we had was casual.” 

God were you serious right now? Jake could feel his heart hurt a little and his previously confident stance faltering, “Yeah well we obviously haven’t been acting very ‘casual’ as of late.” 

“Why does that even fucking matter Jake, I don’t know why you care so much!” 

“Obviously because I fucking caught feelings!” Jake’s mouth seemed to work faster than his mind. Shit did he seriously just admit that. 

Everything stopped, and your gaze softened for a split second. What. He likes me? He likes me. Fuck, why would you even say all that shit in the first place? You couldn’t even sustain a casual relationship how the fuck were you meant to maintain a real one? This is stupid.

“This is stupid.” you blurt out finally “I can’t handle a relationship right now Jake, hell I couldn’t even handle a casual one. No way we could ever be a real thing.” 

“I thought you liked me.” Jake muttered

“So what if I do Jake? Look at us right now, I can’t even confess to you without running away from it. I’m not good for you Jake. I wouldn’t be able to make us work and-”

“Are you not even willing to try!?” Jake interrupted, tears slowly brimming in his eyes. Fuck, you couldn’t bear seeing him cry.

“Not if I’ll just hurt you in the process!” you shouted meeting his glossy eyes with your own “I’m sorry Jake.” And with that, you stormed past him out the room, out the door, down the stairs, and booked it back to your dorm.

Much like the first time you met, Jake Sim stood there watching you run out on him, again. Fuck.

Ice cream, americanos, and 2521.

This was how you would spend your days now that you and Jake were officially over. Well it’s not like you didn’t hangout with your other friends as well, you tried really, but even with them you couldn’t get rid of the sickeningly hollow feeling that brewed in the pit of your stomach. You felt much more content alone in your dorm room accompanied by Nam Joo Hyuk and Kim Tae Ri. Or maybe you were just trying to ignore the empty feeling in your chest for as long as you could before heading to sleep. Whether it be escapism or satisfaction, you’d become accustomed to your new little routine. That was until one fateful Saturday afternoon. 

You begrudgingly got up from your comfortable position after hearing a couple of knocks on your dorm room door. Hair a mess and wearing a 2 week old set of pyjamas, you honestly couldn’t care less who was at your door. Expecting to see Kazuha you unlocked it without thinking too much, however you were only greeted with Park Jongseong staring straight at you. 

“Oh Jay! Hey,” you exclaimed suddenly, becoming all too aware of your unkempt appearance. “What are you doing here? Were you looking for Kazuha or something because she just left for practice an-”

“Actually I’m here for you.” Jay cut in, “Could I come in?” his lips pressed together in a thin line and his hands were tucked away in his pockets.

“Oh, um” taken aback slightly by the question you stumbled over your words as he watched you expectantly “...yeah yeah sure, it’s sorta a mess though.” you admitted before moving aside to let him in. 

“So, what’s up?” you exhaled before returning to your position leaning back on your headboard

“Have you um, talked to Jake at all recently?” 

And there it was. Fuck you knew he would ask about Jake. “No, actually.” “Ah yeah, I figured.” his eyes still awkwardly scanning the room “He’s been kinda out of it too, not really going to out with us anymo-”

“If you’re just here to tell me about how badly I hurt him, you can save it.”

“Wait wait no I wasn’t! Just, okay- hear me out” he reasoned before grabbing a chair to sit in front of you 

“I know you guys had that whole argument before. And I don’t blame you, I probably would've been pissed too. But as I said, Jake is an absolute mess. And in no way am I here to make you feel bad for him, or anything! Just like- YN I’ll be straight with you. Jake has never liked a girl this much. Like, ever.”

Feeling your heartbeat flutter more ever so slightly, you glanced up to make eye contact with Jay. “Ah…”

“Yeah and, considering the fact I had to basically nurse him through his first breakup in highschool where he claimed his life was over. I think I’m a pretty reliable source right now. Point is, Jake was like head over heels over you. Still is. Despite being really tired from practice he would always try and run to the convenience store to stock up on your favourite foods. And even before you guys started this whole thing, the day you ran out of his dorm room, I swear that man was an inconsolable mess. Every moment not spent with you, he spent with us talking about how much fun he had with you.” he paused briefly to let you soak in all the things he had just admitted

“And I know I don’t know you as well as he does, nor am I close with you like, at all. But from the look in your eyes you had whenever you were with him, I think you liked him a lot too. And just saying, I don’t think Jake is totally opposed to the idea of you guys dating even after that whole incident at the party. He’s still willing to try…” he trailed off before getting up from his previously sat position, “He’s playing in tonight’s game so, think about it?” he concluded with a slight shrug

Quite honestly you were at a loss for words here, I mean you knew Jake liked you but you didn’t truly know the extent of it. You were obviously still scared about meeting Jake again but a small part of you had hope he was still as forgiving as Jay claimed.

“Thanks Jay, I’ll see.”

This was a bad idea. 

You couldn’t believe Jay Park had convinced you to dress up all pretty just to sit through an insufferable game of soccer where you had no idea what was going on. Well, he didn’t really tell you to do all that, but you reasoned to yourself passing the blame would probably make you feel better about the fact that this was how you were spending your Saturday night. 

Legs crossed over each other and eyes shooting across the field, you couldn’t really make out anything that was happening. Despite going to a university for sports you sadly had no interest in anything that involved throwing, kicking, or hitting balls around a large empty space. 

You were internally debating whether any of this was worth it in the first place, the game was almost over there was so there was really no harm in leaving now anyways. That was until your eyes locked with an awfully familiar face. There he was, clad in a navy blue jersey, sweat making his skin glisten and a few strands of hair stick to his forehead, running across the field chasing after the ball. And just like that, you felt like you fell for Jake Sim all over again. 

You could deny that even if you had no interest in the sport, Jake made it look infinitely exhilarating. Suddenly drawn in you found yourself at the edge of your seat the entirety of the last half of the game, cheering and clapping whenever Decelis scored a point. It was the final few minutes and Decelis and SM were neck and neck, both scoring a total of 10 points each. 

The ball spiralled across the field before landing in front of Jake. Steps fueled with determination he dribbled the ball further and further across the court with speed and intensity you’ve never witnessed before. Fire blazing with every step he took, he skillfully planted his foot on the ball before striking it in the opposing team's goal post. 

“And a score from Jake Sim! Ladies and gentlemen with only 20 seconds remaining of the game we may have our winners!” The commentator's voice echoed across the stadium, the crowd erupting into shouts and cheers. 

After what seemed like an eternity, the referee finally blew the whistle to announce the end of the second half, crowning Decelis the official winners of this match. The team rushed towards Jake before engulfing him in hugs and showering him with compliments. Jake let out a wide grin in response, his smile beaming brightly across the field. You missed seeing that side of him.

Making your way down the stadium steps, you rushed over to the field in hopes to catch him before his team swept him away. Unfortunately, around 20 other people seemed to have the same idea as you. Being drowned out by the crowd gathered around Jake Sim you somewhat lost hope in any chances of you speaking to him tonight. It’s fine, right? You had plenty of other chances to talk to Jake. However, whether it be fate working in mysterious ways or the glint of your silver hair clip, Jake's eyes caught sight of someone tucked away behind the crowd. 

Recognising you instantly, his heart began to palpitate ever so quickly and the confidence he adorned earlier vanished in an instant. Not wanting to ignore the other people surrounding him he mouthed a quick “Wait” before politely finishing up his conversation with the rest of his team. 

Pushing slightly through the slowly diminishing crowd Jake made his way towards you and tried to ignore the way his hands instantly became clammy while his heart was beating out his chest. Mustering every bit of courage he had left of him he let out a strained “Hey YN.”

“Hi Jake,” you started awkwardly, “Could we um, talk for a bit?”

“Yeah sure but-” he reached to the nape of his neck beginning to look around, “maybe not here? We could go back to my apartment if you want, the guys are going to the afterparty and I’m not really interested.”

“Oh uh,” your heart jumped a bit at his sudden request but after calming yourself down you responded, “yeah, sure. That sounds good.”

The walk back to his place was admittedly one of your more awkward ones, silence filling the atmosphere as you two were both obviously too scared to start any conversation before reaching his apartment. Said silence remained as you made your way into his building, following him around while your eyes layed fixed to the floor. 

Clearing his throat as he shut the door, he decided he should be the one to break the awkward tension between you two. “You wanted to talk to me about something?” 

“Oh right. Um about the other night, I’m really sorry I just…” all the lines you had practised earlier in the shower now had completely slipped your mind, leaving you to run short of things to say, standing there after an uncomfortably long pause. 

“YN it’s fine, I totally understand you not wanting anything between us anymore I get it really-”

“NO THAT’S NOT IT!” hands reaching up in front of your chest before you noticed how disastrously frantic you sounded, “What I was going to say was-” you started before letting out a deep breath. God you really had to get a hold of your nerves.

“What I wanted to say was, well what I’ve been planning to say- is that I was wrong. And I’m sorry for saying all that shit that night, I was scared shitless if I’m gonna be honest. Also admittedly, really buzzed. That obviously doesn’t really make up for it, but, yeah. Anyways– I’m getting side tracked.” you mumbled before shaking your head to snap yourself back into it.

“I told you before, but I have a very big problem with running away from anything that doesn’t have a solid 100% success rate. And relationships kinda are a big part of that? I think I’m seriously out of my mind for saying this, and hell all of this seems incredibly crazy to me. But I just…have to get it out. I’m willing to bet on, maybe not a 100% percent success rate for you Jake. I don’t care if it’s 10, 20, 30 or in the negatives. I’m willing to take that risk for you Jake.”

One beat passed, then two, then another. You stood there in agony waiting for Jake to respond with anything. A yes, a no, a laugh in your face, god you just wanted him to speak. 

“Please say something” you winced. 

“Sorry I’m just- I just- well I’ve never really had anyone ask me out before? So, I kinda am at a loss for words right now, you know?” Jake paused to look up at your hopelessly distraught image, “You are asking me out… right?”

“Yes…I think so and I’ve truthfully never done this either.” you replied sheepishly, eyes still stuck on the hardwood flooring. 

“Well YN,” his hand reached for your chin to lift your head upwards so you were eye level with him, “I would love to go out with you.” he said with a gentle smile. The same smile that had you weak in the knees everytime. 

“Oh thank fuck.” you sighed out in relief. Jake couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of all tension leaving your body. He moved his body closer to you to corner you against the kitchen countertop before moving in to whisper, “Can I do this now?”

“Do what?”

“This.” and with that he slowly closed the distance between you two to press his lips gently on top of yours before his hand reached over to cup the back of your head. It took a moment for you to register what he was fully doing, but as if he had full control over your body you melted into the kiss like butter. Lips moving feverishly against his, your hands reached over to grab his arm and pull him even closer towards you. There was barely breathing room between the two of you, your bodies moving perfectly in sync. Sighing into the kiss as his mouth parted against yours; you swore you weren’t religious but if this was what heaven felt like, you were willing to rethink your choices. 

Slowly parting from him, his lips seemed to still chase after yours as if it was attached to your mouth with a string. You let out a small giggle, redirecting your gaze at his eyes. They were glistening with a warmth you’d seen countless times before, except this time you truly knew it was meant for you. You moved your arms over to loop around his neck whilst cocking your head to the side in amusement. 

“Guess people can’t call you a loser now?” 

“You know damn well I never was,” he chuckled out, tone still low and hushed, “C’mere” he exhaled before kissing you again with even more passion and intensity than before. You smiled into the kiss allowing him to manipulate your body like butter. 

Who knew the physics nerd had it in him huh?

thoughts frm yuya 💭 hai everyone! omg this is finally out 😭 i think i grinded this fic out in like a week so i do apologize if it's bad 🙏 anyways i hope you guys enjoy it since it's my first really long fic ^^ i said this before but i'll prob go on a short hiatus since i've got my finals coming up, maybe coming back by the end of may or middle of june? nonetheless I will still try and be active on here, just no posting or new works, but i might try to queue some works up so TT hope you guys enjoyed the fic >< feedback and reblogs appreciated !

taglist ─── ⋆ @yerisrev, @nwjws, @jlheon, @k1ttylvr @iiaweirdo @mokangelic @jvjsssnaa @ms-no1kpopstan @caeqey @saursoob @shinrjj @m3chigo @eneiyri @shnnzsworld @heelariously @felixslove @vixensss @laurradoesloveu @atrirose @anormieee @jaklvbub @leep0ems @river-demon-slayer @minniejenseo @thing89 @ineedsomezzz @riksaes @iheartjayke @jinnibug @kookify @roastandtoast @fakeuwus  @junityy  @ak-aaa-li @letwiiparkjay @kashuannn @floweryang @bywons @dimplewonie @ginakam @hearts4itoshi @nctislifue @chaeyunloveeee (if ur name is bold that means i unfortunately couldn’t tag u TT)

[bro-atz]

carnation [flower garden — yunho]

in which: you find a photo album that you've never seen before, and you have many questions.

pair: non-idol!yunho/fem!reader

word count: 1.1k

content: light fluff, some angst, a lot of confusion, TW: mentions of su!c!de/hom!c!de/murder, may or may not be based off a true story.

rating: PG-13 | safe for work!

flower garden masterlist

You wondered how you missed it in the first place. Sure, the things in the attic were shoved there a long time ago, but you were surprised you didn't see it in the first place when you were moving to your new house. Two years later, you found it while looking for a family recipe you inherited.

It was a photo album you'd never seen before. There were pictures of you, your husband, and another guy who you'd never seen before. Your heart was pounding as you flipped through the pages— how did these pictures exist, and how did you not know about them or even remember when they were taken?

You flipped through the pages rapidly. Every single picture included you and the other guy for sure, while your husband was only in a couple of photos. You stopped flipping when you got to a page that had a single, dried pink carnation wedged into the crease, and the photo with that carnation was of you kissing the other guy, and you were in a wedding dress while the other guy was in a tuxedo.

What the hell was going on?

Your brain spiraled as you tried to figure out everything, but no matter how hard you thought, you couldn't figure it out because you truly had no fucking clue who that guy was.

Suddenly, you jumped when you heard the garage door open— your husband was back from work. You quickly carried the album in your arms and got out of the attic before he could walk through the door and into the house.

"Hi, honey. I'm home," he greeted as he walked through the threshold.

Your heart was still racing from racing out of the attic and because of the revelation of this insane photo album, so you were a little winded when you replied, "Hi, Yunho. Welcome back."

Yunho looked at you with slight confusion— probably because you greeted him with his name and not your nickname for him. You were hiding the photo album behind your back, but because he was already suspicious of your behavior, he spotted it right away, and as soon as he did, all of the color faded from his face.

"Where'd you get that?" he asked immediately, his voice hard.

You had no choice but to bring the album in front of you. You set it down on the kitchen table near you and said, "In the attic— Yunho, what is this?"

"You weren't supposed to find that."

"What's going on? Why are you acting like this?" you were starting to get a little scared.

"You— Why— Oh my—" Yunho ran his fingers through his hair as he started freaking out. "Oh shit! Give the album to me, please!"

"No! Yunho, what the hell is going on!"

"Fuck, okay! I'll tell you! Just... Give me the album, and sit down. Go sit in the living room."

You eyed him before doing as he requested, the urgency in his voice scaring you shitless. You sat in the living room for a couple of minutes before Yunho joined you. He set a glass of water on the table and uttered, "This is for you."

"...Why?"

"You'll see."

Yunho set the album in front of you, and he opened it up to a page where it was a picture of you, him, and the other guy. He pointed to the other guy and said, "That's Junseo. He was our best friend, and at some point, your husband."

You stared at the picture trying your damn best to remember who the hell this guy was, but you couldn't for the life of you place him. You remained quiet; Yunho continued.

"We were all best friends after college, and you and Junseo fell in love. You got married, and I was his best man, which explains most of these pictures because they were taken at your wedding. The other pictures are of us going on trips or going for brunch— your daily life type of things."

"...Why can't I remember any of this, Yunho?" you asked, your voice wavering. "I... I don't remember Junseo, or the wedding, or anything..."

"You have amnesia. You and Junseo... You got into a car accident. Junseo didn't survive, but you did. When you woke up, you didn't remember anything, but you did remember me because I met you before you met Junseo."

"I don't remember being at a hospital though..."

"The terms of your amnesia are a little complicated from what the doctors told me. They think you just pushed out any of the memories that had to do with the accident out of your mind— something like that. I guess being in the hospital was also traumatizing for you, so you don't remember that either," Yunho explained.

"So... I was married... To this guy..." you said slowly as you pointed to the man in the picture. "And... Now he's dead... Does that mean..."

You started crying. Yunho immediately sat next to you and dried your tears, but they were falling too quickly for him to get all of them.

"Honey, it's okay... You're alright," Yunho said softly. "You're okay now."

"No, Yunho... I... Am I supposed to be dead, too?"

"Absolutely not! You survived that accident because of your will to stay alive. You are not supposed to be dead."

You shook your head and sobbed in Yunho's arms. You were trying so hard to remember everything, but you truly remembered nothing, and it was the lack of knowledge that was making you miserable. Why couldn't you just remember what happened?

As you cried, Yunho comforted you. He made you drink the water he had set on the table earlier, and he patted your back. Your sobs died down after a while, but you kept your face buried in his chest.

"Honey, let's go sleep," Yunho whispered.

"It's still daylight..." you murmured, exhaustion taking over your body.

"Then we can take a nap. Come on."

You refused to budge, so Yunho ended up carrying you to your bedroom. He laid you down on the bed, and he got in bed right next to you. He pressed his forehead against yours and kept one hand on you, patting you softly until you drifted off to sleep.

Yunho didn't sleep. Once he knew that you were fully asleep, he snuck out of bed, and he went back to where the photo album was. He took the album and went to the attic to put it back where it came from.

When he got to the attic, though, he couldn't help but look through the memories one more time. He flipped through the album slowly, reliving all the happy memories he shared with the two of you.

Then, a frown settled on his face when he got to the wedding picture of you and Junseo, and the pink carnation tucked in the book. His fingers ran over the dried petals momentarily before flipping to the next page— the very last page of the album.

On that last page was a newspaper article:

Wife of dead husband miraculously survives murder-suicide.

flower garden masterlist

flower garden taglist: @eyeryis @sinnarols @k-hotchoisan @khjoongie98

networks: @atzhouse @cromernet @cultofdionysusnet @newworldnet @wonderlandnet

[808airsoftbros]

Unlikely Love (Female Idols) (S) (BXG)

Author: Another written oneshot from my books. Hope you all like it and if you want to check out more of my works checkout my Masterlist

Y/N's POV

Prom is only in a week and I'm ecstatic to go with my girlfriend Solar, we've both been looking forward to this day for a long time.

She already picked out her prom dress and I picked out my tuxedo, and all I need to do is officially ask her to be my date.

Today is the day that I'm going to ask Solar to be my date for prom despite the fact that we have different social statuses.

Solar is known to be one of the school's bad girls but she has a soft side for me, and I'm basically the school's nerd and introvert.

Honestly, I never wanted to have any interaction whatsoever because I simply want to graduate high school with no involvement in trouble.

Yet here I am, holding a bouquet of flowers, reciting my lines over and over to myself in the mirror in the bathroom when nobody is present.

I know it may sound weird but I don't want to mess this up and make myself look like a fool in front of her and everyone else.

Once I feel confident enough in my ability, I exited the bathroom, I texted Solar to find out where she was but strangely she never replied and instead left me on read.

It didn't take long for the thought of her being unfaithful to come into my mind but I shrugged it off as there was no way that she'd do such a thing.

Looking around campus there was no sign of Solar anywhere, I've looked at the courtyard, cafeteria, and the usual classrooms she hangs out in, and not a single clue of her whereabouts.

However, there was one place that I didn't search... The rooftop where Solar confessed her feelings.

Going up the stairs to the rooftop, I heard loud chatter coming from outside the door, and I slightly opened the door wide enough for me to peek through.

When I got eyes on the group of students, my stomach dropped when I saw Solar in the arms of Park Jinwoo the school's most ruthless and popular guy.

"So, babe, is that degenerate nerd going to be a problem?" Jinwoo asked.

"Don't worry, baby, that idiot doesn't suspect a thing, I'm only just using him and when the time is right, I'm going to make prom a living hell for him." She answered and he smirked.

"Haha! That's my girl!" He replied.

My heart sunk and shattered into a million pieces, I wanted to cry and throw up but the shock in my mind made my body freeze in place.

After hearing them shit-talking me, I heard enough and ran down the stairs as fast as I can and balled my eyes out.

Considering that my relationship with Solar is practically over, the bell rang signaling for the first class of the day.

Grabbing my duffle bag from the locker, I go into the building where the locker rooms are located.

My mind was still stuck in those traumatizing events from earlier, and I have no idea how I'm going to get over it.

Was my love not enough for Solar? Or did it even matter to her? There were so many unanswered questions.

Pft. None of that matters anymore, with the bouquet of flowers, I place them in my bag for now and decided to just put it in a vase.

Entering the changing room, I was about to unzip my bag when I looked up and realized I've made the biggest mistake of my life.

Inside the locker rooms was a group of girls, I quickly began to panic, and I knew I needed to vacate the girl's locker room before they notice me.

Slinging my duffle bag on my shoulder, I sneakily and carefully make my leave to avoid alerting the girls who are changing.

Reaching the exit, I thought I'd be safe and away from hell until I felt a hand grip my shoulder and I froze in place.

"Where do you think you're going, naughty boy~?" I hear a female voice ask and I slowly turned around.

"Ooohhhh... Fuck..." I muttered as I'm about to die here.

Looking behind her, there were five more girls blankly staring at me, few of them don't even have their shirts on or even shorts making me gulp.

The girl dragged me back into the locker room, laid me down on the bench, and straddled onto my lap eliminating any chances of escape.

"What should we do to him, Unnie? Report him to the principal for sneaking into the girl's locker room?" A younger-looking student asked.

"No Yujin. I've got an even better idea~," Their leader said before licking her lips.

"L-Look, I-I'm sorry, okay! I wasn't paying attention to where I'm going!" I pleaded and they giggled.

"Oh naughty boy, it's far too late to apologize now... But you can still make it up to us," One of them replied.

"W-What is it?" I nervously asked and they smirked.

"Just play along and you'll find out~," Their leader whispered into my ear.

"Now shall we get acquainted? Or do you already know our names~?" She asked and I shook my head.

"Y-Your Kim Chaewon... Right? And you all are Karina, Gaeul, Yunjin, Kazuha, and Yujin," I answered and they wickedly smiled.

"Good, no need for introductions, what's your name, baby boy, ~?" Yunjin-Noona asked and I gulped.

"Chang Y/N," I answered.

"Enough talk! Let's get started already!" Chaewon-Noona demanded and they happily complied.

-------------------------------------------

(Start of Smut)

Immediately, Yunjin-Noona and Gaeul-Noona came over and stripped me of my clothes as if their lives depended on it.

They take a good look at my nine-inch rod and they licked their lips as they enjoyed the sight of their catch.

"Mmmmm~. So big~," Gaeul-Noona complimented as she grabs a hold of it.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Noonas take off their bras and panties before joining us, Chaewon-Noona being the oldest gets the first dibs.

"Now, now, ladies, you know I get the first taste~," Chaewon-Noona said and they backed off.

Getting on her knees she gives my plonker a nice long lick sending a wave of stimulation of pleasure to my brain.

Wrapping her lips around the head of my knob she slowly bobbed her head up and down and I moaned despite trying to hide it.

"Mmmm~. Such a tasty meal, alright girls, it's your turn now~," Chaewon-Noona said and the girls jumped on me.

"Y/N-Baby, are you a virgin by any chance?" Kazuha-Noona asked and I slowly nodded.

"That's perfect for us because we're about to change that in about a few moments," Karina-Noona said and I gulped.

One by one each girl gave me one hell of a blowjob and I came in their mouths, it was a miracle that I still have some left even though I blew out the most in Chaewon-Noona's mouth.

"Come on, baby, we know you still have some left and your thing still wants more based on the look of it~." Yujin-Noona pointed out.

"So who wants to go first?" Gaeul-Noona asked and Chaewon-Noona jumped onto my lap.

"Me~! I'll take your first, baby since I'm the eldest, and believe me you'll be in a world of pleasure like never before~." She said before slowly lowering herself onto my knob.

Inserting my knob into her womanhood, she loudly moaned because of my huge size and I groaned at how tight she was.

"God, you're so tight, Noona," I pointed out.

"D-Don't worry, you'll get used to it," She replied before starting to ride me.

Afterward, she started to pick up her pace to the point where she rode me like a damn bull, and Karina-Noona lowered her chest to my face forcing me to suck her milkers.

"Mmmm~. Just like that baby~," Karina-Noona moaned.

Soon after, Chaewon-Noona came, she was frantically breathing as she was exhausted, and her members assisted her off of me.

"My turn~," Yunjin-Noona said and didn't waste any time riding the daylights out of me.

Yunjin-Noona was also tight as hell but something about her body drives me crazy and it's no wonder why so many guys tried to hit on her but she rejected them all including Jinwoo.

I nearly came but I didn't want to disappoint them and despite not having much experience, I held my ground and Yunjin-Noona came.

"God, you're incredible baby, so much better than my ex," She complimented before slowly getting off of me for the other girls to have their rounds.

"Indeed, I can say the same here..." Chaewon-Noona replied.

After Yunjin finished her round with me, Gaeul-Noona straddled onto my hip and Yujin-Noona pounced on my face.

"Don't worry baby, I'll guide you~," Karina-Noona assured.

Gaeul-Noona began riding the shit out of me as Yujin-Noona lowered her pussy onto my mouth forcing me to eat her out.

"Yes, just like that~. You like it, puppy~?" Karina-Noona asked with a grin.

"Y-Yes, it's so good~!" Yujin-Noona moaned.

Soon enough, both girls came at the same time and I drink all of her juices, Yujin-Noona switched places with Gaeul-Noona and Kazuha-Noona got onto my face.

"I hope I taste just as good, baby~," Kazuha-Noona said before lowering herself.

Eating her out as Yujin-Noona fucked me like it was the last thing she'd do on this planet, and just like before they both came at the same time.

Kazuha-Noona is truly something else because she tasted sweet and spicy, afterward, it was finally Karina's turn but instead of her womanhood she lowered her chest.

"Suck my tits, baby, make them yours~," She ordered and I did what she asked.

Sucking her right tit while my hand played with her left tit, she moaned loudly as Kazuha-Noona was having her round with me.

"Ahhh~! You're so damn big~!" Kazuha-Noona moaned.

"He's so perfect~! Can we keep him, Unnie~?" Yunjin-Noona asked and she smirked.

"Well, of course, we're keeping him," Chaewon-Noona answered and she cheered.

-------------------------------------------

(End of Smut)

Catching my breath after doing all six girls, this is truly something I'm never going to forget, and I may be the luckiest man in this school.

"Did you enjoy your time with him, girls?" Chaewon-Noona asked and they nodded.

"Oh, yes we did, Unnie!" Karina-Noona answered while getting herself dressed.

"Me too!" Kazuha-Noona replied as well.

I was about to get up but Yujin-Noona stopped me in my tracks as she straddled onto my lap.

"You did amazing, baby~! Because of that, you're ours now meaning you're only allowed to have sex with us only." Yujin-Noona explained and my eyes widened.

The others girls smirked as Chaewon-Noona slowly approached me before gently grabbing a hold of my cheek and making me face her.

"And if we catch you interacting with another girl, will just simply punish you for it, now are you going to be a good boy for us~?" She asked and I nodded.

"Y-Yes, Noona..." I nervously answered and she smiled before pecking my lips.

"By the way, we noticed the tear marks on your face, did someone hurt you earlier?" Gaeul-Noona asked with concern and I suddenly remembered what happened.

"S-She..." I softly said.

"She what? It's okay, baby, you can tell us~," Kazuha-Noona assured and I sniffed.

"She cheated on me..." I finished and they clenched their fists.

"What?! Who's the bitch?!" Yunjin-Noona angrily asked and I flinched.

Thankfully, Chaewon-Noona and the others managed to calm her down before she could start a whole ass riot in the locker rooms.

"Sorry about her, baby, she can easily lose her temper sometimes. Now tell us, who was the one that broke your heart?" Karina-Noona asked and I deeply sighed.

"S-Solar..." I answered and she nodded.

"Hmph. I knew there was something fishy about her..." Gaeul-Noona commented.

The girls gathered in a group and began whispering to each other so that I can't hear, and once they were finished discussing they looked at me with evil grins.

"So baby, we've been discussing how we could cheer you up... Not that the fun we had earlier didn't help you forget about her but getting revenge." Chaewon-Noona informed me.

"H-How?" I nervously asked and she giggled.

"Glad you asked, baby boy, will be your dates to prom~," Yunjin-Noona answered and I gulped.

"Yeah, I bet Solar and her friends won't see this coming since they consider you a low-life and a nerd. Not only that, will make her jealous and we've got a special after-party event planned for her..." Kazuha-Noona explained.

"W-What is it?" I curiously asked.

"Now, now, this is a surprise just for you, so we won't spoil it, just play along and you'll find out," Chaewon-Noona answered and I nodded.

-------------------------------------------

TIMESKIP

A week passed since I started dating the school's popular girls and cheerleaders, and tonight is prom night.

The girls have already picked out their dresses, Chaewon-Noona texted me that they'll pick me up at my house.

I replied to her text to confirm I'd read her message, I get myself dressed up in my tuxedo, making sure my tie is tied correctly and making sure everything looked sharp.

Waiting for many Noonas to pick me up, I looked out the window to see a fancy limousine pulled up in front of the house.

Chaewon-Noona texted me that they'd arrived, I exited my house, and I was baffled to be this up close with a limousine.

"Are you Master Y/N?" The driver asked.

"Y-Yes," I nervously answered.

"Very good, please get inside the vehicle," The driver instructed and I nodded.

Entering the limousine, I was shocked at the luxury stuff that was in there, a small bar, a mini fridge full of drinks, and even a small tv.

"Do you like it?" Yunjin-Noona asked.

"O-Of course, how can you girls afford this?" I curiously asked and they giggled.

"Well, our family is business people, hell, we could buy more than 10 Lamborghinis if we felt like it," Gaeul-Noona answered.

The driver then starts driving out of my neighborhood and onto the main road to the hotel where the prom is being hosted.

Once we pulled up to the drop-off zone, everyone was practically staring and admiring the fancy car.

"Don't be nervous, baby, I'll hold your hand~," Chaewon-Noona assured me as she gently takes a hold of my hand.

"Yeah, will protect you if anyone dares try to harm you," Yujin-Noona said and I thanked them.

The driver comes out and opens the doors for us, we stepped out, and everyone at first was cheering until they noticed me walking with them.

"Huh? What is the nerd doing with them?"

"Did he force them to go out with him?"

"Why is that loser holding hands with Queen Chaewon?"

Quickly the girls gave daggers to the gossipers and they instantly shut their mouths, even though this may hurt their popularity they could care less about what others think.

Checking in with the receptionists, we get our table number, and we get seated at our assigned table.

"Wow, love what they did to the place," Karina-Noona complimented as she checked out the decorations.

"Yeah, this is going to be a fun night," Kazuha-Noona replied.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" I hear a familiar voice I hope to never hear again and I turned around to see my ex-girlfriend Solar and her new boyfriend Jinwoo.

"What do you want, Solar?" I asked.

"Aw, still angry about before, Y/N, yes, I knew you were peaking at us on the rooftop, I wanted to see you suffer," Solar replied with an evil smirk.

Didn't take long for our interaction to grab the attention of my Noonas, they clenched their fists in anger, I'm sure they were ready to beat the living shit out of her and Jinwoo but I figured they have something else in mind.

"Ah, so you're the bitch that our baby has mentioned," Chaewon-Noona said and she raised an eyebrow.

"Tsk. Who are you, the Queen of the Cheerleaders be doing with a degenerate trash like him?" Solar asked and she warmly smiled.

"If you're looking for trash look inside your brain," She retorted and it pissed her off.

"What did you say?" Solar coldly asked.

"I think you heard her loud and clear you whore, oh, and Jinwoo still as desperate as ever? Hooking up with this loose pussy bitch how pitiful." Yunjin-Noona said as she grinned.

"Do you want to die, bitch?!" Jinwoo angrily ask as he raised his fists.

"Uh uh, think about this Jinwoo, are you going to punch a girl in front of everyone here~?" She pointed out and he groaned out of frustration as he knew she was right.

"This isn't over..." He warned.

The two dumbfucks walked away, joining their friends, leaving the girls with victory grins on their faces.

The rest of the night was pleasant and full of enjoyment, the first event of the prom was entertainment by a magician, dancers, and artists.

Afterward, we danced the night away, I take turns with my Noonas, however, as I was slow dancing with Karina-Noona, I noticed Jinwoo approaching us with his group.

Knowing well they aren't up to no good, I contemplated whether or not I should reveal my skills that were honed down by my ancestors.

I swore to myself that I'll never get into any fights no matter what but I love these girls with my heart and I can't bear seeing them hurt.

"Sorry, Karina, but you'll have to bear with me here..." I warned her and she looked confused.

"What do you mean?" She asked and I shoved her aside away from the fighting zone.

"You're going to die tonight, loser! After I'm done with you, I'm going fuck those girls' perfect bodies in front of you and there's nothing you can do about it!" Jinwoo threatened while cracking his knuckles and I sighed.

"Come on, Jinwoo, you're smarter than this, let's not do this," I reasoned and they laughed.

"Dude do you hear this guy!? What a wimp! Come on, let's get this over with!" MJ said.

"Y/N, get out of there! You don't stand a chance against them!" Gaeul-Noona pleaded and I shook my head.

"No, Noona, I'm not going to let these guys hurt you! I'm done with these assholes running the school and it ends tonight!" I replied.

"Ohohoho, we've got a tough guy here, aye? Come on, boys, let's put this nerd into his place!" Jinwoo said as they begin to surround me.

MJ strikes first by charging toward me to tackle me to the floor but I jumped and rolled over his kick making him crash into one of the tables.

Sanha tried to punch me but I countered it by parrying his fists and giving him a reverse punch and front-kicking him in the stomach causing him to stumble back.

"Oh come on, boys! You're seriously not going to let this nerd beat you?!" Jinwoo said.

Moonbin steps up and grabbed me from behind as Eunwoo to takes advantage of my vulnerability but I elbowed Moonbins face multiple times until he lets go of me.

Eunwoo was shocked that I managed to get rid of Moonbin but that leaves him vulnerable for a second more than enough time to strike.

When Eunwoo regains his composure it was too late as I jabbed and reversed punched him in the stomach and face before butterfly-kicking him to the face and knocking him out cold.

Jinwoo being the only one left to fight was left speechless that a nerd like myself defeated all four of his toughest guys.

"What's it going to be, Jinwoo, will you stop terrorizing us? Or will we have to do things the hard way?" I asked and he deeply sighed.

"F-Fine, I promise to leave everyone alone and I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused," He gave up and I grinned.

"Wise choice, but if I find out you're bullying another student, I'll break every damn bone in your body, got it?" I sternly asked and he viciously nodded.

Dragging his friends out of the dance floor, everyone began whispering and cheering as Jinwoo and his gang has finally been humiliated.

"B-Baby, since when can you fight like that?" Chaewon-Noona asked.

"It's a long story..." I answered.

"Well, we have our entire lives for you to explain your story," Kazuha-Noona mentioned.

For the rest of the night, we had a blast on prom night as the DJ tuned up the beats, and we danced until late at night.

However, there was still one last thing to do before we can conclude the night... My Noonas dragged Solar back to the hotel room we rented.

In other words, we all fucked in front of her and her face was priceless, getting a taste of her own medicine.

She claimed that she wouldn't be fazed by it at all since she doesn't love me anymore but that attitude of hers didn't last long.

After leaving her miserable and bitter, we kicked her out of the room, and I spent the night cuddling with my girlfriends.

"Baby, what's that poking at my thigh...?" Gaeul-Noona asked.

She looked under the blanket and saw my hard rod, she smirked and the girls instantly knew what was going on.

"Looks like your friend down there wants another repeat from the locker rooms~," Yunjin-Noona pointed out and I grinned.

"Well, what are we waiting for then?" I asked and they smiled.

[biggest-geo-oogami-enjoyer]

hiii, could you do geo x idol gn!reader plsplsplsplsplsplsplspslpslpslplspls :33

Auspicious (Geo x Idol! MC/Reader)

So...I have no fucking clue what an idol is, so I Googled it and went with the X-Pop style. ೭੧(❛▿❛✿)੭೨

Rejoice. I haven't died. Yet. Writing is how I cope with my IRL problems y'all.

- Signed by biggest-geo-oogami-enjoyer

Auspicious: promising success; propitious; opportune; favorable. an auspicious occasion; favored by fortune; prosperous; fortunate.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------

Geo Oogami is a pretty famous person. Well, his father certainly is. Fame isn’t alien to him, he gets (unfortunately) recognised quite frequently in public, which is often why he tries to wear baggier, less distinguishable clothing in public.

If you’re an idol, or the front(wo)man of a band, you’ll probably have some level of fame in the city.

In Olympieus University, you’re used to people — complete strangers — approaching you out of fucking nowhere to get autographs, selfies or, God forbid, an interview.

You knew that privacy and fame just weren’t something that tended to come hand-in-hand, so you had to respond to these people as politely as possible.

You genuinely felt like a waiter, or even a retail worker, with how careful you had to be of your words with your fans.

Then you had to worry about the ‘bad eggs’ of your followers. The stalkers (Solivan Brugmansia), weird fanatics (Solivan Brugmansia) and even the occasional creeps who kept trying to date you or sleep with you (technically not Solivan Brugmansia but he does go into your residence quite often so it’s enough of a similarity for me).

Geo has definitely heard of you, so when Crowe brings you to the group, he’s already judging you. After all, how many famous people are not pretentious little airheads? He’s perfectly aware of the facades you, and other idols and celebrities, have to upkeep to maintain your status.

After a while, he realises you just want your personal life to be left untouched, and hell, you’re both actually quite similar; so he eventually drops his nastier opinions of you.

He may even secretly watch your performances on YouTube.

May even end up at one of them live, although he’s disguised; it doesn’t take a brain surgeon to understand him being spotted at your event — not to mention you’re both going to the same university — to get people spreading rumours and gossip.

Subaru Oogami SPOTTED at a live pop band CONCERT!!! Secret ROMANCE uncovered?!?!?!

Alas, he would still support you, in ways he knows how, which is through action.

If you ever felt paranoid about your safety, he’d get his bodyguards (or himself >:]) to ‘supervise’ you and the surroundings.

He’d probably walk/drive you home as well, which’ll probably lead to the both of you developing a pretty good sense of camaraderie.

If you did J-Pop, he’d probably be slightly more ‘invested’, solely because he is Japanese, and, well, anybody would like it if someone knew their language who wasn’t of that country’s descent.

If you did Cantopop or K-Pop, would still be interested, and would ask if you’re of the country’s descent.

You both maybe even end up talking about languages and your respective cultures.

One day, when you have writer’s block, you realise: it’s Geo’s birthday on one of your shows. What if you wrote a more preppy celebratory song for him?

“Oh my God. I’m actually fucking awesome.” - You

So, say that day comes, you sing ( in Japanese, if you didn’t know it you got tutored by Hyugo dwdw) said song.

And dear god it is a hit; such a hit 2 people died from getting trampled by other viewers at the venue!!! :DD

Anyway, Geo is probably going to suspect something’s up, but won’t say anything.

Until he gets annoyed with his unbounding curiosity and asks you about it anyway.

Your face became that of a zooted horse when he spawned behind you and asked whether that song was dedicated to someone you knew.

You forgot how to talk, so you mumbled a yes so you didn’t just stare at a random tree in the distance.

Geo’s actually not that judgy of you, in fact he has to stifle a grin at that.

He becomes more fond of you, after all, he thinks you genuinely care about him now, so he’s inclined to no longer be so distant with you.

Plot twist: he actually has a thing for you. *insert audible, dramatic gasp from every single reader here*

You ask him out through another song, one that you played privately this time (is it hard walking on stage with those balls of steel mate?).

So that’s how you both start dating.

And because you’re both rich, you both buy things for each other, like all the time.

Although the more the relationship progresses, the more domestically-inclined Geo becomes.

He’s the type to cut fruit for you or bluntly ‘comfort’ you if you’re anxious before a performance.

In short? Banger relationship…

Oh…I forgot. You both keep it secret. You both don’t want the paparazzi to stalk you guys, especially while you’re both in uni. That’d be horrible.

Still a banger relationship though. <3

[howlsofbloodhounds]

Do you have any sexuality + gender identity head cannons for Color & Killer?

Idk if you ever mentioned this already or not so if you did then sorry lol

I probably made a post like it awhile ago but I’m not gonna go looking for it, mostly because my views might’ve changed since then.

Well for one I’d like to say they’re both definitely on the AroAce spectrum somewhere. Killer is definitely Demiromantic to me, and I’m just gonna say he’s Aceflux because I can’t decide on either Asexual or Demisexual or some other label—and also because his relationship with things like sex and intimacy is most definitely effected by whatever Stage he is in.

I highly doubt Stages 1, 3, and 4 are gonna be able to do the Sex, even if 1 may want to with someone he trusts and wants to be closer with (Color for example, since we’re talking about them.) even if he feels the desire and attraction to, so possibly Demisexual or just Ace and wanting to feel closer with someone he trusts.

He may get there eventually, compared to Stage 2 who definitely would be more willing to give it a try (if only because he’s curious and also probably definitely likes the power/control elements).

But I ultimately just think regardless of Killer’s sexual orientation, he will flirt with people because he thinks it’s amusing (in Stage 2), but ultimately he will struggle with being intimate. It’d probably be a lot easier for Stage 2 if he’s able to be in control of these encounters (cuffs and restraints definitely lmao), if only to avoid the risk of murdering his bedmate. (And also to avoid the risk of debilitating flashbacks and dissociating through the entire thing).

(Killer’s probably the type who prefers to give pleasure rather than receive anyway.)

I ultimately think that Killer does have his romantic fantasies, especially in Stage 1. I think she enjoys the idea of being romantic and possibly even idolizes it in Stage 1, but ultimately he believes it’s just a fantasy. Killer would probably actually find it hard to believe that anyone would feel that way towards him—Stage 2 is likely to dismiss as a funny joke at first, before eventually just calling whoever seems to show interest in em like that downright delusional.

Doesn’t mean she won’t take advantage of it anyway if it helps him achieve a goal or something. If whoever is dumb enough to trust him, then that’s not his problem now is it. (Of course, this is a Stage 2 that’s still with Nightmare. How they respond to this in an ending with Color, where he’s recovering and healing, may be different. And of course things will be drastically different if this person has been able to make him trust them while in Stage 1. Because if so, then that’s just fascinating.)

All in all, I don’t think Killer of any Stage has ever actually considered labeling themself anything; either in terms of sexuality or gender. Buddy is doing what she wants.

And honestly I don’t think Stages 3 and 4 are even in any state to consider things like romance and sex, or lack thereof at the moment. Bros think they’re fighting for their lives and they have no clue what’s going on.

I definitely think Stage 4 uses only it/its pronouns. But this is due to dehumanization. Bro probably doesn’t even respond to any type of name either. I doubt it even comprehends what the hell romance or sex or intimacy or a hug is.

So I have some ideas for Killer, but if I’m being fr, I don’t think Killer would give a fuck about my ideas. She’s doing his thing.

As for Color, I view him as somewhere on the AroAce spectrum too. I personally like @ozziethegreat’s HC that Color and Delta dated for a bit before breaking up, probably because this was how they both discovered they’re at least somewhere on the Aromantic spectrum and also they were both pretty lonely, but were better off as friends.

As for pronouns, perhaps he/they, but I am projecting that Color just ultimately doesn’t really grasp the idea of “gender” and so just really goes by whatever. Most call him he/him and he doesn’t bother to correct them because there’s no need. He doesn’t really consider any “social norms” in regard to clothes or gender, so he wears whatever he feels comfortable wearing.

( @lovelyheartclover ).

[bteezxyewriter12]

Tension/ 2

Pairing- Jongho x Named Reader

Word count- 6.8k

Includes- Little bit of angst, brief dom Jongho, dirty talk, rough blow job, deep throating, pussy eating, face riding, cum eating, cock riding, squirting, multiple orgasms, fluff

Tag List- @mingtina @jaxxmine @yeosayang @delightfulmoonbanana @tannie13 @y00nzin0 @marsstarxhwa

@yeosxxx @seokwoosmole @jjongsbebe @wisejudgedragonhairdo @meowmeowminnie @woo-stars @borntowalkaway @usagionthered @san-realblkwife @seonghwasstar @jejeyeppeo @soulseobi05 @kpop-bambi @prayerofthehaim @realisticnotes @pinkies-things @insomniacatiny @stephy-nicole13

Gif Credit- not sure but there's an apple or a pumpkin in the corner. If you know let me know and I'll link them

Masterlists- check out for more fics

📝Masterlists 📝ATEEZ Masterlist 📝Jongho Masterlist

Two weeks later

J POV

"What?", I gape at him

"It's not working out with us so I think it's best that we end things", Hongjoong repeats

"How is it not working? We're together all the time and-"

"And I'm not who you want"

I stare at him in shock

How the hell does he think he knows what I want?

"Excuse me?", I shriek

He sighs, "C'mon Jo, don't pretend. I know who you want. Who you love"

"Oh yeah? Well maybe you can clue me in because I have no idea what you're talking about"

He sighs dramatically again, "Jongho. You love Jongho"

"Are you insane?", I shout in shock

He has to be insane

I do not love Jongho

I mean yeah I haven't been able to stop thinking about him but that's because we fucked

Because Hongjoong insisted on it

"Jo stop denying it ok? I knew you loved him even before you two slept together"

"Well this is news to me", I growl

"Of course it is. You weren't paying attention to your own feelings"

"Hongjoong-"

"No just listen ok", he insists, "When we got together, I felt the tension between you and him. Tension that was never there before. I saw the looks he gave you, ones he didn't even know he was giving you. And ones you reciprocated but didn't realize that you were giving"

"What looks?"

"Longing looks. Like you both just wanted to be near each other. Like you wanted each other"

"I did n-"

"Yes you did. God, both of you are so similar it's insane. I bet he would be fighting me just as hard as you are if I told him this"

Because it's ridiculous

It is...

"And ever since you two slept together, you've been distant and in your own head. I know you're thinking about him"

Fuck

I knew he'd notice something was off

I don't want to hurt Hongjoong, he's been an amazing boyfriend

"Joong-"

"It's ok Jo. Like I said, I knew you two were in love"

I scoff, "No"

Now he glares at me, "Fine. Then you wouldn't mind if I introduced Jongho to a girl on idol radio who has a massive crush on him"

I swallow hard

What girl?

Someone has a crush on Jongho?

"There's someone who likes him?", I ask

He nods, "Yeah. She keeps asking me to introduce her and him and I keep putting it off. Because I thought you loved him. But if not then I'll bring him next time I go to idol radio and get him a date with her"

I feel a panicky feeling inside me but I don't know why

Jongho has gone on dates before and it's never bothered me

So why am I feeling like this now?

"Yeah sure. If he wants to date her, I'll support him", I get out

"Oh bullshit!", Hongjoong exclaims, "You don't even know how much you're giving away. Your face paled and dropped the second I mentioned the girl. You started fiddling with your fingers when I said I'd get him a date. Your whole demeanor changed. Just stop fighting it and feel it"

"I...I can't", I whisper

"Why not?"

"Because he's my best friend! What...what if it doesn't work? What if we get together and break up? Then I not only lose my boyfriend but my best friend. The one person I can tell anything to. He'll be gone and I can't handle that"

I need Jongho

He's my rock, I can't imagine life without him

Hongjoong gets up from his spot on his couch and comes to me, hugging me

"It's ok Jo. He loves you too. I know you're scared but you're only thinking of the bad. What about the good? You get to be with your best friend. The one who knows you through and through. And honestly I can't see you two breaking up. Getting married and having babies yeah but not break up"

I laugh a little at that before the crippling fear comes back

"I can't lose him Joong"

"You won't", he assures me, "That man is so in love he doesn't even realize how much. He'll never hurt you. You'll be his princess and he will protect you, do anything for you. You literally have nothing to lose and everything to gain"

I know Hongjoong is right about this part at least

Jongho won't hurt me

He's always protected me and I know he'll continue to do it

It's just so much change and change is scary

"Jo, do you love him?"

I take a breath and nod, allowing the feelings to come to the surface, "Yeah. I love him"

"Then go get that idiot"

We burst out laughing

"I mean it. He's at the dorm. You should just go talk to him. Although I think you should talk to him at your apartment in case Wooyoung decides to be a pain in the ass"

Hongjoong is right

I should talk to Jongho

I can't make Hongjoong stay with me and it's not fair to him to be with him when Jongho is who I want

It's just so weird that my boyfriend is helping me get my next boyfriend

And come to think of it-

"That night, you-"

"Planned it, yeah", he smirks

"You sneak!", I exclaim

"Oh please", he snorts, "I knew you two loved each other. The guys knew. We were all getting tired of the tension and the longing looks. And I knew the two of you would never realize your feelings for each other if you weren't together. So I arranged for your little time together, hoping you'd see it's him you want. I didn't think it'd take this long and me having to dump you to admit it"

"Well your plan worked on my side anyway", I mumble, "You didn't stay to watch any of it like you said you would?"

He shakes his head, "I actually had work to do here and just like I knew it would happen, the second you guys kissed, you were all over each other and in your own world. I left pretty much while you two were still dressed"

Oh my god, so embarrassing

But I know what Hongjoong means

When I kissed Jongho, I don't know, I just fell into him and there was nothing but him

And I can't help but wonder if Hongjoong is hurt over any of this

He knew his girlfriend loved someone else

Didn't that bother him?

"Joongie, I'm sorry-"

"Oh no you don't", he interrupts, "You're not apologizing for anything. I'm fine"

"But if it bothered you-"

"No", he assures me, "Look Jo, I liked you ok. It's why I asked you out. But when I realized how you and Jongho really felt for each other, I immediately wanted you to be with the person you loved. We aren't in love, it hasn't progressed anywhere near that and I would never keep two people who are obviously made for each other apart"

Made for each other?

He has a lot of faith that he's right which is kinda comforting

"Besides, I like playing matchmaker. And it was so fun making it awkward and embarrassing the shit out of the two of you"

I glare at him, "Glad you got a kick out of it"

"Oh I did"

Yeah great

It was embarrassing to look at my best friend and realize I wanted to fuck him

That I wanted his mouth on me, I wanted to suck his dick, I wanted his cock inside me

I wanted his lips against mine

Fucking embarrassing

And then the guilt of not only fucking him but spending all night in his arms and loving every second

The feeling of being so safe and secure haunts me and all I want is to have his arms around me again

I felt like such a terrible girlfriend but at least I didn't hurt Hongjoong

"Stop stalling and call him", Hongjoong demands, breaking me out of my thoughts

"I'm not-"

"You are. Just do it. You won't regret it", he assures me, "I have work to do so scram and spend time with your boyfriend"

Odd statement considering I came to his studio to spend time with him

"Yeah ok", I relent, standing up, "Thanks Joongie"

"You're welcome", he smiles

With that I leave his studio, texting Jongho to come to my apartment to hang out and talk

---------------------------

"So what do you have to talk to me about?", Jongho asks

He came into my living room less than two minutes ago, plopped on the couch and apparently wants to talk right this second

He looks tense, his hands clasped and squeezing together in front of him

And even looking like that, I'm so attracted to him

Especially in his black T-shirt, his leather jacket, jeans and his purple hair framing his face

He's so hot

But what's more, I feel the love for him and I'm amazed that I was so stupid and blind to it

Here goes nothing

"Uh Hongjoong and I broke up", I say

His eyes widen, "What? Why? Did he hurt you? I'll kill him"

"No he didn't hurt me", I start

"I told him not to fuck with you. I told him he needed to be serious if he wanted to ask you out, be sure it's what he wanted. I told him not to play with your feelings. He's dead", he growls, a scowl on his face

Wow ok, so not the reaction I was expecting

He's really pissed off

Jongho rarely gets angry

I've seen him annoyed, sarcastic but only a handful of times have I seen him actually angry

"Why did he break up with you?", he demands

"Jongho, relax ok? I'm fine. He's fine. It's actually a good thing"

His eyebrows shoot up his forehead, "How is a break up a good thing?"

"Well, the reason he did it is the good thing"

"Ok", he answers, "So what is the reason. You still didn't answer me that"

Yeah cuz he immediately got angry and threatened to kill Hongjoong

"He broke up with me because....because....", I trail off

This is harder than I thought

Saying this out loud, to him will change everything

I'm risking so much and it could blow up in my face

"Because why Jo?", he prompts

"Because...of my feelings", I say quietly, "for...you"

His mouth drops, whispering, "What?"

I just want to get this over with

"Hongjoong knows uh...I'm in love with you and he let me go so I could be with you", I say, my face so red, "If that's uh...what you want"

He doesn't say anything, just staring at me in surprise

I look away from him, my face heating up even more

He's not responding

Maybe Hongjoong was wrong and he doesn't feel like that for me

Or maybe he just doesn't want to be with me

It could of just been sex

Really good sex

Or maybe-

His hand gently turns my face to his, his soft lips against mine in a kiss full of love

I melt into him, his arms around me, moving mine around his neck, holding on as we kiss each other

The same feeling of everything falling away until there's just Jongho enveloping me is back

The feeling that everything is ok, that I'm safe, protected as long as I'm with him

My head spins, butterflies going crazy in my stomach, my world tilting as his soft lips, his tongue continue to press against mine

"I love you", he whispers, after the kiss ends, his brown eyes gazing into mine, "Fuck, I love you so much it's fucking ridiculous"

I smile at him, happiness filling me

"I don't know...how I didn't see it until we...how I could be that dumb...but fuck I can't stop thinking about you. Can't stop wanting you. Can't stop loving you"

"Don't stop Jonghie. I won't stop loving you either", I promise

He nods, "Yeah jagi. I won't stop. I promise"

"I love you Jongho"

"Fuck baby, I don't think I'll ever get tired of hearing that", he smiles, "I love you"

Pulling him to me, his lips meet mine, kissing me passionately as fireworks go off in my vision

Yeah, it's him

I never felt this way from a kiss and the first time I kissed him, I was too dumb to realize it was because of him

I thought I was just horny but no

It's because of him

His arms wrap around me, pulling me into his lap and I go willingly, straddling him

Putting my hands against his chest, I slide them up, feeling his hard muscles under his shirt as his tongue plays with mine

My hands keep going, moving around his neck, fingers playing with the back of his purple hair

Moving my kisses to his jaw, I kiss along it, pulling his head back

He moans so prettily as my lips hit his neck, pressing kiss after kiss

I get to the beauty mark on his neck and I lavish kisses there because it's one of my favorite spots on him

As I kiss his neck, I pull his shirt up, moving from his neck for the millisecond it takes to get his shirt off then I'm immediately back to kissing him

"Fuck jagi", he whimpers, "You're kisses feel so fucking good"

I'm glad

He feels so good and I'm glad I can make him feel good

As I kiss his chest, I undo his belt, getting his jeans open

His big hands move to my pants, pulling them and my underwear down as far as it can go

Moving off him, I pull my bottom clothes off, then tug on his

He lifts himself so I can pull his pants and boxers down

He kicks his sneakers and bottom clothes off, then I push him back against the back of the couch, kissing his hard abs

I don't care about abs and honestly I don't care if he keeps them or not

But since he has them, I'm gonna show them some love because yeah, it's hot

I lick his muscles before kissing, leaving a sloppy mess on him

"Baby", he groans, his hands tugging on my shirt, pulling it up

He takes my shirt off, my bra following and I continue my kisses, making my way down his body

I kiss his thick thighs, then press more kisses to his thick cock, his moans so pretty as his hand moves in my hair, holding on

I don't fucking know what it is but fuck I want his cock in my mouth all the goddamn time

Over these last few weeks I have fantasized about fucking him again but the majority of fantasies have been of sucking his cock

I've given blow jobs before but I've never loved doing it, not like I loved doing it to him

I drag my tongue from the base of his cock all the way to the tip, loving the way his skin feels, loving how hard he feels under my tongue

He whimpers as I lick him, over and over

"Baby", he whines

"Mm baby", I murmur, swirling my tongue around his fat head, "You're gonna have to get used to blow jobs baby. I'm gonna fucking suck your cock every fucking day"

"Fuck jagi", he breathes, his thighs trembling as my tongue rolls over his slit, tasting the cum pooling there

So good

"Your cock is so good for sucking Jonghie", I tell him, sucking on his head once, "And I don't know what it is but I want your cock in my mouth. Like all the time. I thought about it so much since the first time I blew you"

"Fuck baby", he moans, "I can't get the image of you on your knees, sucking my dick out of my head"

I smirk at him, "Good baby. So you're gonna let me suck your cock everyday then?"

He nods rapidly, "Yeah but..."

"But what baby?", I ask, sucking on him again

"Can I eat your pussy everyday too?"

I stop, looking up at him in surprise

"Uh what?"

His cheeks turn pink as he says, "Well...uh....I...I loved eating your cunt way too much and I wanted my face in between your legs ever since that day. So if you blow me every day, can I eat you out everyday?"

I'm honestly shocked that he liked it that much

But who am I to say no when he's saying yes to me

"Yeah baby. You can"

He actually smiles, nodding, "Ok"

I'm speechless but luckily I don't have to talk while bobbing on his cock

Taking half of him right off the bat, I suck hard around his length, jerking him off at the same time, his moans so pretty

Just the feel of his thickness stretching out my mouth is turning me on so much as well as how fucking stiff he is

It's so easy to suck his cock, like he's a massive lollipop

Sliding up to his head, I swirl my tongue around it, sucking now and again, my hand not stopping it's movements

I look up, watching him watch me, so much pleasure in his gorgeous face

It hits me so hard that this beautiful, amazing man is mine and he loves me as much as I love him

He bites his lip, his fingers softly moving into my hair as I lick his slit, tasting his cum

Yummy

Taking him in my mouth again, slowly slide all the way down his length, holding eye contact as I bottom him out, his cock in my throat

My eyes fill with tears, his huge cock filling my mouth entirely, his shaft so fucking hard

Fuck, I love it

Swallowing on his cock makes him moan loudly, then I start bobbing my head up and down his long length

The drag of his cock pulling out from my throat sends shivers up my spine, the feeling so good

I take him back in hard, his cock barreling into my throat, making me choke, spit everywhere

"Oh fuck", he groans at my choking

I slide up and down his cock hard and fast, loving the feeling of choking around him

I don't know what it is, if it's a breath play thing but I love choking on dick

I did with Hongjoong too and I especially love it with Jongho

Moving down his shaft, I stay on him, gagging and choking, tears and spit all over the place

"Oh my god baby", he cries, "So good baby. Fuck. How are you so good at blowing jobs?"

Because I fucking love sucking his dick

I can't answer as I'm too busy blowing him, sucking on his big cock as he's buried in my mouth

His cock throbs hard and I'm so excited to taste his cum

"Jjj..jagi", he moans, pulling my head back, sliding me almost off his cock

"Nnnn", I moan, trying to stay on him, still sucking on him

"Baby sss...stop. I'm..I'm..", he whimpers, pulling me off

"No baby", I whine, "No, want your cock"

"I don't...I don't know if I can get hard again", he breathes

"I don't care!", I tell him, his eyes widening in surprise, "Please baby, I wanna taste your cum so badly. Please. You stopped me last time, don't stop me again"

His breath hitches, "You ..you want-"

"You to cum down my throat", I whine, "Fuck Jonghie, I want you fuck my throat. Hold me down on your coming cock, force me to swallow all your cum"

"I...I ..", he mumbles

"I wanna be your cum slut but I can't if you don't cum in my mouth"

I know it's weird for me to beg for his cum but I want it and if begging gets me what I want, I'll do it

"Please baby. Use my mouth to cum in"

Fire flashes in his eyes, lust all over his face

"Open your fucking mouth", he growls

God, his voices makes me so fucking wet

I eagerly open my mouth and his hand in my hair grips harder, shoving my face down

His other hand guides his cock in my mouth, then he slams my head down, his cock barreling in my throat

Tears spring to my eyes but I fucking love it

His other hands go in my hair as well, pulling me up his cock then shoving me down again

And again and again

And I'm in fucking heaven

"Fuck, this mouth is amazing", he grunts as he moves me along his length, "Tight tiny throat that I can fuck open. Just like your tight pussy"

He slides my head halfway up his cock and holds me there, his hips thrusting up, fucking into my throat at the speed of light

"Mmm", I whine, choking on his cock from how hard he's bottoming out

"Look at you, choking on my cock and loving it like a huge fucking slut", he growls, "My slut"

I like that

His slut

"Look at me", he demands and I do through watery eyes, his movements stopping, "You my slut?"

I nod, moaning so loudly

"Good girl", he grunts, resuming his pleasurable assault on my throat

He fucks so hard and fast and I can't wait for him to fuck my pussy like this

Just destroy me on his cock

In every way possible

My jaw aches deliciously, spit flying everywhere, so many tears in my eyes I can't open them

My head is full of cotton, blissfully empty as he uses me like a fuck toy

His cock throbs so fucking hard as he groans, "I'm gonna cum"

He slams up, making me choke as he holds me on his shaft, pumping cum down my throat

"Swallow now", he commands, his body shaking under me

I swallow hard around him, his moans of pleasure so pretty

"Good girl. Keep swallowing", he praises, "This is what you wanted. My cum in your mouth. Don't let any go to waste"

I don't, swallowing and choking over and over as he holds me on his cock, loving the way he tastes

So fucking good

He cums so much and it's so thick going down my throat

I fucking love it and I don't care if anyone thinks I'm a whore

I'll gladly be a whore for my boyfriend

When he finishes, he lets me go and I pull off him, sitting back on my legs as I breath in, swallow more and wipe my eyes

I'm a fucking mess

It's great

"Jagi are you ok?", he asks worriedly, "I...I didn't mean to go that hard. I...I just lost control"

"That's...that's what I wanted", I rasp, then cough, clearing my throat

"Baby", he says softly, his arms around me, pulling me into his lap, "I'm-"

"Do not apologize", I cut him off

"But-"

"No", I say firmly even with my voice cracking, cupping his face, his eyes on mine, "This was what I wanted. I wanted you to be rough. I wanted you to lose control. I wanted you to cum hard and make me swallow all of it"

"You...you did?"

I nod, my cheeks blushing, "Baby, I like when you manhandle me, when you take over and make me your whore. What just happened....I loved it. It turned me on so much"

"Yeah", he asks shyly

I take his hand and move it to my pussy so he can feel it

His eyes widen, looking down, "You're fucking soaked baby. It's all over your legs. You...you got this wet from sucking my cock?"

I nod, "You make me this wet Jonghie. I've never been this wet before. And it only happens with you"

"With me?", he repeats, surprised

"Yeah baby. Last time too"

"Fuck jagi", he murmurs, "I just...I don't want to hurt you"

"You won't", I assure him, "I trust you"

I do, completely

I know he would never hurt me, especially on purpose and I know if anything does hurt, he'll stop right away

"I trust you too Jo", he says, his eyes flitting to mine

I smile, running my fingers on his face, the love for him burning bright

He's my everything

He pulls me closer, his mouth slotted against mine, tongue playing with mine, kissing me silly

He stands, picking me up, carrying me to my room

Once inside, he gets to my bed, sitting on it, keeping me in his lap, his hands slowly moving up my back, tangling in my hair

I move my own fingers in his hair, pushing it off his forehead as we kiss

He pulls my hair slightly, tilting my head back, his mouth pressing kisses all over my neck

"Mmm Jonghie", I moan, his kisses so fucking good

His lips travel down, one hand moving around my boob, lifting it, his mouth around my nipple, sucking softly

"Jongho", I moan, my pussy getting even wetter at the pleasure

I tug his hair softly as he sucks, gently running my hair through it, scratching his head lightly

"Mmm", he moans, switching to my other nipple, his tongue licking between sucks, shivers running up my spine

Her pulls away after a few minutes, his eyes on me as he lays down

His hands grip my hips, lifting me up easily, his strength such a turn on

He puts me over his face, his head lifting as his tongue licks up my pussy slowly

"Ffffuuucccckkk", I groan, pleasure running through me

His hands move to my ass, gripping hard, his tongue moving faster, ravaging my pussy

"Jongho", I moan, "Fuck baby"

"Mmm", he groans, "So fucking good baby"

His tongue slides along my slit, down to my hole, licking around it, driving me crazy in anticipation

He finally dips his tongue in my pussy and I moan loudly, my body shaking, pussy clenching his tongue hard

He groans in my pussy, pulling his tongue out and pushing back in

"Jongho", I cry, one of my hands against the wall, the other burying in his hair, holding on tightly

His tongue speeds up, fucking into me, making me so fucking wet

I can't stop moaning, getting so turned on seeing him between my legs, his eyes closed as his tongue moves, moaning into my pussy

He slides out of my hole, licking up my cunt, flicking my clit

"Oh fuck", I cry, my legs shaking around his head

He uses the tip of his tongue to lick my clit over and over, his hands slowly trailing up my body, fire hitting every single cell from his touch

I move my hips, rocking on his mouth, his tongue against my clit unrelentingly

His fucking mouth, his tongue, is so fucking amazing

His hands move around my boobs, squeezing gently, his fingers pinching my nipples at the same moment his mouth wraps around my clit, sucking hard

Pleasure explodes in my body, my hips moving faster on their own, grinding against his face

"Jonghie", I moan, his mouth going hard, the slurping sounds he's making so fucking pornographic

Every slurp on my clit brings me closer and closer, my legs shaking as I watch him, so content between my legs

His thumbs rub against my nipples just as he sucks fast and hard, throwing me into an intense orgasm

"Jongho!", I cry, massive pleasure assaulting my body as I ride his face and pulling his hair hard

His hands slide down to my hips helping me move along his mouth as his tongue moves to my hole, licking again and again as he moans loudly

When I finish, he gives me a long lick, then a kiss to my pussy, murmuring, "So fucking good. Definitely gonna eat this pussy everyday"

There is absolutely no issue with that

When he lets go of my hips, I slide down his body, sitting on in his stomach

His face is so messy and wet, making me blush at the mess I made on him

He just smirks, wiping his mouth with his arm, his hands setting back on my hips

He's so fucking beautiful it's stupid and I lean over him, kissing his pretty soft lips

He eagerly kisses me back, his hands moving to cup my face as his tongue slides in my mouth, touching mine and sending sparks of electricity down my spine

As we kiss, I shift on him until I'm straddling his lap, his hard cock resting against my thigh

Reaching behind me, I align him to my entrance and sink down on his head, making both of us moan

I try to push down on him, but he only goes in just a little

I remember it took a little time to get him in the first time we fucked

But I will get him in

One of his hands slides between us, his fingers playing with my clit, bliss filling my body again

Leaning my forehead against his, I push down again, his cock going in so slowly, each inch I take making me wetter

"C'mon baby", he murmurs, his other hand trailing up and down my back, making me shiver, "You can do it. Open that little pussy for me"

I groan loudly, his voice turning me on more

He slips in more, the drag of his cock burning a little but it mixes with the pleasure, the sensation making me dizzy

His fingers rub my clit faster as he urges me to take him, "Please jagi, let me in. Fuck, I've been dying to be back inside your tight, warm, soaking pussy. Think about you clenching around me, sliding on my cock all the fucking time"

Well I'm glad I'm not the only one who was having sex fantasies

I keep slipping down his massive cock, wanting all of him inside me

Wanting to feel full of him again

"Mmm yeah baby", he moans, as I continue to get him in, "Impale that little cunt on my cock. Fuck, wanna fuck you wide open baby. Wreck this pussy, this body on my cock"

"Jonghie", I whimper, "Want that so much"

His eyes look up to mine, desire burning in them, "Then sit on my whole cock baby. Now"

With a moan, I shove myself down that last bit of him, bottoming him out, my thighs smacking against his

"Yes, oh fuck", he cries, pleasure all over his face, "Fuck such a tiny tight cunt. Fuck yes jagi, clench my cock. Fuck"

I am indeed clenching around him, my pussy doing it on its own

"God, you're cunt sucks my cock almost as good as your mouth", he groans, both hands back on my hips, digging into my skin, "Fuck, ride me jagi. Please"

I nod, giving him a soft kiss then I sit up, lean on his abs and slide along his dick

The feel of his cock sliding inside me sends shivers up my spine, soft moans coming from my mouth

When I get to his head, I clench hard around him, making him gasp, then shove myself down his length, bottoming him out in one shot

His head slams into my spot, making me scream, squeezing his cock so tightly and he moans loudly

I bounce on his cock, each time I take him in, spreading my hole wide, stretching me around him, feeling my pussy completely drenched him

I lean back on his leg, my other hand wrapping around his wrist of his hand attached to my hip, spreading my legs wider to make it easier to ride him

"Oh fuck", he groans, his eyes on my pussy swallowing his cock, "So much...soaked...big mess...so pretty"

I smirk as I slam down on his perfect cock over and over

I know I'm creaming him so much, I can feel it all over my legs, can hear the wet sound of his cock moving inside me

"Like that huh baby?", I murmur, "Like how my pussy decorates your cock with all my cream?"

He nods, panting as his eyes continue to watch

I know I have a creamy cunt

Hongjoong commented on it all the time, saying how much he loved it

And Jongho said something about it too, the first time we fucked and now

"Do you? You like how creamy my pussy is? It's not too much for you?"

He shakes his head immediately, "Not too much. Just right jagi, I fucking love it"

"Do you?", I smirk, taking his cock in again and rocking on him, his head pleasuring my spot so fucking much

"I love your pussy baby", he moans, "God, your pussy lips look so good around my dick. Your throbbing clit is so pretty. And the mess you leave on my cock, fuck baby, I want it on me all the time"

I raise my eyebrow, not knowing he likes all those things that much

"Your tiny body is so fucking gorgeous on top of me, riding my cock desperately, making yourself cum", he continues, his voice deep, "Those pretty legs wrapped around me, those tits bouncing in my face"

I knew he'd like that

All guys like tits in their face

His eyes suddenly move up to mine, "And you're face jagi. So beautiful, especially when you're in pleasure. I love knowing you love being with me this much and I can make you feel that good. I love watching you"

I smile down at him, "I know what you mean baby. I love watching you too and fuck Jonghie, you're fucking beautiful all the time, stunning when you're in pleasure and coming. God, Jongho, that image is burned in my mind"

He nods, "Everything about that day is burned in my mind jagi. Everything"

I just smile wider, "Guess we both like watching each other"

"Yeah", he smiles, "Now let me see you cum"

Definitely

I resume riding him, bouncing hard along his cock, just feeling how good he feels

"Yes baby", he moans, bliss all over his face, "God, fuck my cock like that. Fuck, just like that"

I move faster, my skin slapping against his, smacking my spot with every bounce, the pleasure fucking intense

"Yes, fuck. Perfect pussy. My perfect pussy", he whimpers, his eyes struggling to stay open and on me

I feel my orgasm coming, my body stiffening, the continuous build up ready to pop

Bouncing down, the feel of his cock filling me sends me over the edge, incredible pleasure flowing everywhere

"Jongho", I cry, my legs shaking hard around him, cunt pulsing intensely, my nails digging into the skin of his abs, "Jongho, fuck, Jongho"

I can't, it's so much, I can't fucking think

His hands slide up my body, intense shivers exploding on my skin, making me yell out in more pleasure

He wraps his hands around my boobs, his thumbs playing with my nipples, sending bliss down to my coming pussy

"Jjj.. Jongho...baby", I gasp

This has to be one of the most intense orgasms I've ever had

"Good girl", I hear Jongho as the pleasure slowly abates

When I open my eyes, Jongho is looking at me in awe

"So gorgeous", he murmurs

I breathe for a few seconds, then lean back on his abs, slowly bouncing on him again

He hasn't cum yet and fuck I so want him to unload in my cunt

Want to feel full of him

As I go faster each bounce, I watch the pleasure all over his face, hear his desperate moans

Stunning, fucking stunning

"Oh god, oh god", he murmurs

"Yeah baby", I say softly, "Feels good?"

He nods rapidly

"Yeah? Like being this deep in my little pussy?"

"Fuck yes"

"Wanna finish in my pussy?", I tease as I ride him

He nods, "Yes, so much"

"Good boy"

"Can I fuck your cunt?"

I smirk nodding, "Yeah baby"

His hands move immediately to my arms, pulling me down on him, skin to skin

He grabs my ass, holding on tightly as he thrusts up so hard

"Oh god", I moan, moving my arm around his neck, my fingers sliding in his hair, gripping tightly and leaning my forehead against his neck

He continues to move at a hard, fast pace, completely fucking my pussy open, destroying my spot, throwing me into mind blowing pleasure, ruining me completely

"Yes", he groans, his hips moving at a relentless pace, his pelvis hitting my clit with each thrust, "Gonna fucking break this pussy on my dick. Make you cum so hard, cream my cock with everything you have"

"Baby", I moan, his voice sending shivers down my spine

"Mmm jagi, gonna make you want no other cock but mine"

"I do", I whimper, "Just yours baby"

"That's fucking right", he growls, fucking into me at the speed of light, "Gonna make you want my cock inside your tiny cunt everyday, make you want to cum all over me everyday"

I nod, breathing hard against his chest, my mind turning off, "Want that baby"

"You'll get it jagi", he promises, "Everyday. You're fucking mine. Only mine"

"Only yours", I whine, my head filled with nothing but his cock pounding into me, bringing me closer and closer

"Good jagi. So how about you cum on my cock and I'll fill your pussy with my load?"

"Make me cum baby", I cry

He slams in hard, ecstacy tsumaning over me, my head in the clouds as a mind shattering orgasm wracks my body

I'm vaguely aware of him moaning that I'm squirting so much but fuck I can't wrap my head around it right this minute

All I can do is ride the waves of pleasure

His cock shoves inside me, throbbing so hard, feeling amazing, his warm sticky cum filling my pussy amazingly

I moan his name as he screams mine, his fingers digging into my ass, his body shaking under me

God, I love feeling him cum

I love the way he fills me, it's perfect

We cling onto each other as the pleasure slowly leaves, his arms moving from my ass to around my waist, holding me

I love being in his arms

It feels so good, like I belong here

I lay on him contently, listening to his fast heartbeat slowly going back to normal

One of his hands slide up my back, going into my hair, his fingers running in the strands

His head turns to me, kissing the top of my head

"I love you", he murmurs

"I love you", I answer, so happy to hear him say it

I know I'm never going to get tired of hearing him say that

We're laying peacefully together when my phone goes off

I lift my head, looking for my phone because I have no idea where I put it

It's on my nightstand, far from my reach

"Wah", I mutter, starting to get up

"Stay", he murmurs, reaching his long arm over and getting my phone, handing it to me

Laying back on his chest, I open the text Hongjoong sent

"So? You guys together yet?"

"Who is it?", he asks tiredly

I show him the phone, his eyes rolling as he takes the phone

He opens the camera, putting it on selfie mode, and taking a picture of us

It's a cute picture of us from the shoulders up, my head on his chest, his tilted to me, leaning against the top of my head, looking down at me

He switches back to the text and sends the picture

"Jonghie, really? A picture?"

"Easier than typing", he answers

He's right, it is

A second later my phone goes off again

He opens the text both of us reading it

"Oh gross, are you two in bed? You guys looked tired out 😏. Don't send me shit like this again"

God, he's all over the place with this text

Jongho just puts the phone on sleep, handing it to me

I put it on do not disturb and hand it back to him, "Toss it on the nightstand. I'm not answering any time soon"

He smiles softly, "Yeah?"

I nod, "Yeah baby. I just want to be with you right now"

"I want that too", he agrees, taking the phone and getting it on my nightstand

"What do you want to do?", he asks

"Can we just stay like this for a little? I want to be in your arms"

He smiles wider, nodding, "Anything you want jagi. I love holding you"

"Good. Maybe later we can eat?"

"Definitely", he answers, tilting my head to him, "I love you"

"I love you", I tell him, his beautiful eyes shining, "So much"

"So much", he agrees

He kisses me softly, the kiss causing pure happiness exploding in my body

I have my Jongho and I'm never letting him go

[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook: Love-Bites (2)

In which the relationship between you and Jungkook is just something special.

Tags/Warnings: Dog Hybrid!Reader x Idol!Jungkook, DDLG themes, sub/little headspace, soft dom!Jungkook, fluff, minor angst, established relationship, puppy gets a lil lost, but dw

<- Previous | Next ->

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

You're alone.

You know Jungkook might be back any minute now, but for the moment, you're alone. Maybe he's gonna be gone for some more hours? You're not sure. You've never been able to tell time by feeling alone very well.

Your caretaker, a student working part time, had left you a few minutes prior. She's not supposed to, you know that from your simple routine- because you're not supposed to be alone. You can totally survive by yourself, you're not stupid- but there's a lot of things you just shouldn't do on your own, as any second of the day, you could slip into your headspace.

And right after she'd left you- you did.

It was probably the fact that she left you alone that you slipped- mind needing comfort and reassurance as you're not used to being all on your own with no one else around. The apartment seems bigger- has the ceiling always been this high up?

You're hungry.

But you're not allowed to cook by yourself. Jungkook doesn't like that because you could cut yourself, or burn your fingers, all things that have happened before. And you don't want to be bad.

But then again, aren't you already being bad by being alone?

Slipping into your boots, you grab your coat and leave the apartment. You can't stay alone, that's bad- so you'll go and find him instead, easy!

Or maybe not. Since when has Seoul been this busy?

You don't even realize how long you've been walking around until the sky turns dark, sun slowly setting. Nighttime is scary alone. Maybe you should go home instead-

Except, where is home?

When Jungkook comes home and isn't immediately greeted with the sight of you, he already knows something is wrong. No one's there- everything seemingly abandoned, TV still running, a letter on the table.

"Sorry, something important came up. She was alright with me leaving her, so I hope it was okay!"

No, it was absolutely not okay.

Your boots and coat are both missing, giving him all the clues he needs to realize what you might've done. This is bad - you're already bad at navigating your surroundings when you're fully conscious. Who knows how much time he has until you slip and lose that ability entirely.

He's trying to stay calm, but its not easy.

He's walking from spot to spot around Seoul he could think of where you might be, but you're not there. There's no trace of you anywhere, and your collar is still at home, so he can't track your tag with his phone either. How is he supposed to find you now?

You're lost, and he can't help.

When his phone rings, he can't help but be a little frustrated in answering it- before he hears what the voice on the other side has to say.

"Lost something?" Yoongi chuckles, a TV in the background as he talks into the phone. "I don't know why she was running around alone, but uhm.. you can pick her up at my place at any point, just so you know." He tells his bandmate.

"Where the hell was she?" Jungkook asks, sighing as be releases a breath he didn't even realize he was holding. "I searched everywhere! The fucking caretaker just left her alone..!" He groans, while making his way to his bandmate's apartment. "I'll pick her up right away." He simply says, before he hangs up, walking into the elevator leading up to the apartment where you wait for him.

And as soon as he rings the doorbell, and Yoongi opens- you spot him too eagerly running into him, excited that he's here to bring you home.

Completely oblivious for the moment, how dire the situation really was.

You'll realize it later, probably, once you're a bit more clear in your head, but for now, he simply brings you home, pampers you in the bathtub, before he wraps you in a blanket and keeps you on his lap.

You laugh, as you both sit in front of the TV. "What's so funny, puppy?" He chuckles too, as you look up at him, tail wagging.

"Clingy." You comment, and he smiles, nodding.

"I am. Very." He agrees. "Cause I want my puppy close all the time." He explains, and at that, you wiggle around to free your arms to hug him close.

He really does want you close all the time.

And from now on, the collar stays on.

[lunar-years]

Even if we were to disregard the impact Georgie had on Jamie's motivations, I really think fear of his dad would have been more of a motivator than hate. Fear of disappointing his dad, fear of what it could lead to

YEAH. I totally agree with you. I think a lot of things about it and if I examine it too deeply I actually get sort of annoyed by the framing of it all in mom city (so I try not to think about it, because mom city is still my favorite episode, lol). BUT:

1) Jamie’s biggest motivator for excelling at football and becoming a pro footballer has always been himself! He fell in love with football first and then put in the work to continue making that his dream. It’s also expressly stated on the show that his dad doesn’t even come into the picture until he’s already playing AND exhibiting enough skill for word to have spread around town, allowing his dad to take notice. So! Of course there were other motivators, including his mom’s encouragement and his admiration for his idols in the game (like Roy) and yes, eventually the pressure his dad was putting on him/his own desire to impress his dad did play a role. But the primary motivator is and always has been himself!

2) for the vast majority of the show I do not get the impression that Jamie even does hate his father. Obviously there are moments when Jamie definitely does think “fuck you” (and those moments do increase as the story goes on and Jamie kinda comes more to terms with what he’s survived), but so much of the tragedy (to me) is how much love Jamie holds for his dad despite everything the man has done to him. Like, the way he acts in season one is because he’s chosen to go down the path his father laid for him rather than one of his own making. And a lot of his early actions revolve around straying from his mother’s gentle guidance towards his father’s abrasive one. At the end of the day, He’s desperate for his father’s approval, to appease his father, and to finally convince his father to love him back. And yes, I absolutely agree that wrapped up in that desire to be loved is a hell of a lot of fear. Jamie’s terrified of him!

3) notably, all of that ^^ makes him WORSE at football. In s1 he’s struggling because doing what his father wants him to is actively and pretty explicitly hindering his ability to play the game well and thrive. So like, he definitely doesn’t achieve greatness because of his father, but rather he achieves greatness when he’s able to let go of the hold his father has over him and lean into his own instincts again.

4) I think Jamie’s two biggest “fuck you dad” moments re: his father are 1. when he decides to quit football to go on Lust Conquers All (telling Ted he did it to piss of his dad definitely wasn’t a lie, but I do think it was only part of the truth. there’s a lot more mixed into it, namely [again] that deep-seated fear) & 2. Wembley locker room (where again, the act Jamie finally takes against his father by hitting him is accompanied by blatant, paralyzing fear.) Jamie has never hated his father without being terrified of the feeling. THAT is what’s going on in Mom City. He’s starting to realize that he does hold hatred/anger for his father and what he’s done to him and the grip that his dad still holds over him, and he doesn’t have a clue what to do with that feeling or how to feel it productively or where to put it.

5) a lot of the way they verbalize this predicament in s3 though feels like they’re weirdly trying to vindicate Ted’s season 2 comment that “having a tough dad makes you great” when 1. That was a completely bullshit thing for ted to say in the first place. 2. It isn’t at all true in Jamie’s case. He’s who he is in spite of his father not because of him.

[halfetirosie]

☠😱🔪 It's all Fun and Games until somebody commits manslaughter!!! 🔪😱☠

(Exercise 17 - 20 React-os!)

1) Wait, he actually heard the story from somewhere???

I assumed he just made it up himself!

2) HOLY SHIT BRO, THIS IS ACTUALLY LEGITIMATELY SCARY!!! 😨😨😨

Not gonna lie; I know it's fake, but this still freaks me out.

It hits me in a psychological sort of way, because we've seen Blade get hurt before; so seeing him badly hurt both feels too-close-for-comfort, and builds on the familiar fear of loved ones getting hurt.

PLUS, seeing Blade acting weird reminds me of when his programming was externally tampered with in ArmyxBloodxOath, so I'm getting a wee bit of war flashbacks...

3) ....I say all that, but then my boi goes and ruins my immersion!!! 😂😂😂😂😂

There's nothing like saying "Lord Jackass" to completely ruin the spooky atmosphere!

4) YOOOOO WTF?!?!?! (⊙ᗣ⊙) 

DAMN, THEY'RE EVEN ADDING SOME BODY HORROR TO THIS SHIT??? TALK ABOUT DEDICATION!!!

Blade deserves a lil' treat after this for giving the performance of a lifetime!!!

(Come to think of it, Blade is actually a really good actor, isn't he? 🤔 I mean, when he's actually giving it his all. Like during Idol Fest when he acted as a "prince" character, he did a good-ass job; and he's doing a good-ass job now, too!!!------Damn, now I really want to see an event where Blade performs in a play or something!!!!!)

5) Ah yes, a masked psycho---the perfect role for Rei!!! :D

Dude, you just know Rei's having a little too much fun pretending to be a serial killer!

"The guy with the bird"??? 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Not my mans never remembering people's names.... 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️ (Shoutout to that moment in Festive Glimmer when he also didn't remember Quincy's name!)

Nah but, shouldn't Dante know Rei's now by now? Rei's hovered around him and teased him on more than one occasion...

6) Hell yeah, Eerie Escapade reference!!!!

I LOVE when the characters reference past events!!!

It just makes the stories feel more substantial, ya know? Like they carry more weight. (I wonder how Vlad is doing? I want an update on him!)

Ohhhhh, I see! So it's not so much the ghost that scares him---after all, he dealt with Vlad just fine---but the scary story that got to him. That makes more sense.

7) HOLY SHIT, KARU ALMOST KILLED MY WIFE!!!! 😱😱😱😱😱😱

IMAGINE IF HIS CLAWS WENT IN JUST A LITTLE FURTHER!!!

HE COULD'VE SLASHED EDMOND'S FUCKING THROAT!!!!!

JHBHQBR#$*#$FO!IJVNKJNW@##@!!!

!!!!!!!

*static*

🎶 We are experiencing technical difficulties. Please wait for us to fix the problem. Thank you for your patience. 🎶

🎶🎶🎶

🎶🎶🎶

*static*

Fuck, dude.....

....On a lighter note, it's very entertaining to think about Edmond running around with a sheet on his head, taking his silly task as seriously as ever! :D

8) Damnnnnn, Olivine! Back at it again with the smart-ass ideas!!!

Olivine is seriously CRUSHING it this event!

9) Wait, did Eiden actually understand what Topper was saying here, or was he just assuming?

Because, like, it is canon that Eiden ocassionally understands what Topper says, and he might slowly be learning his language, you know?

I just bring this up because I really, really hope Eiden did understand Topper, because I desperately want Eiden to eventually be able to have full conversations with the lil' homie!!!

10) The heroic return of

🐍 YAKUMO-JUMPSCARE!!! 🐍

BRUH, this is the second time one of the clan members almost fucking DIED because of their prank!!!

That is pretty true-to-life, tho. Like, it's not uncommon for irl-pranks to go very wrong because the fight-or-flight response of the prank-ee happened to be "fight." Like when they jump out to scare someone and end up getting reflex-punched.

11) Classic Introvert Dad Quincy, with absolutely no fucking clue how to handle a Distressed Yakumo---

---Although, in fairness, I feel like many of the clan members wouldn't know how exactly to handle Distressed Yakumo, either.

Hell, I probably wouldn't know what to do!!! Like, look at this sobbing string-bean of a boy!!! He's inconsolable even in the best of times!!!

(ᵕ—ᴗ—)

12) An accurate description, tbh;

Foxy Grandpa over here has been slacking off since the Grill Competition, and now he makes Yakumo do all the heat-lifting!!!

Rude. 😡

13) "The emotional range of a log"

PFFFT!!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

I CAN'T---!!!!

DUDE. Rei's insults are always immaculate, I swearrrr!!!!

He would be SO GOOD at making diss-tracks!!!

14) 🚨🚨🚨 SOFT KARU!!!! 🚨🚨🚨

Karu's so on-guard and fierce all the time, so seeing him act so affectionate (in the beloved Tsundere Bullshit™ flavor, or course) is such a treat!!!

Just look at that face!!! I wanna squish his cheeks!!!!! ♡♡♡♡♡

👻 End of report! 👻

[seventeenplug]

Yoon Jeonghan X Reader (Get out)

Pairing - Non idol Yoon Jeonghan X Not gendered reader

Genre - angst + sad

Warning - mentions of being drunk - hitting - throwing items

Summary - As you waited and waited for your boyfriend to celebrate your two years together he appears drunk once more, and in mids of a fight confesses to his unfaithfulness.

Word count 1.6k

It was one of those nights again, he was out with his friends, one drink turning into five and then into ten, he could barely remember what he had first before he started mixing them.

Was it whiskey? Was it beer? Why was it hitting so strongly... that, he couldn't say for sure.

Maybe because he had a light dinner, leaving the office at late hours and deciding to head into a bar with his friends instead of home to his girlfriend who awaited him with dinner ready.

He didn't know, he had no clue of the day it was.

He forgot completely that you two had planned for a night in for your 2 year mark.

Work was hard, deadlines were closing in rather quickly and he couldn't just finish the work by himself for his team mates to get the credit that they never gave.

You sat alone at the dinner table, the lights were down, candles shined a warm light within the place, lightning up the path up to the table, where a vanilla candle burned. You had cooked for the entirety of the evening, having taken a break from work specifically to plan and care for the day.

What was it worth to him when he was out doing something unknown to you whilst you sat at the table, mascara sliding down your face as hot tears fell faster, sipping your glass of red wine.

It was well past midnight, your glass was empty, so was the bottle, which you had drowned your sorrow in.

You had tried multiple times to contact him, but it was of no effort, it went straight into voice mail, letting you know that it had either been turned off or had no battery.

Dragging your hand through your hair, you sighed, a shaken breath leaving your dry lips as you stood up from your chair, tears now dried onto your face simply leaving a trail of mascara behind.

But that's when he walked in, door unlocking, immediately alerting you who stood frozen in place just in front of the dinner table.

He closed the door, his back to you, as he locked it, you tried not to, but you couldn't help but laugh as he finally turned around, clearly drunk.

Laughing as if it was the funniest thing ever, when really, all you wanted to do was cry more at the mere thought of Jeonghan forgetting your 2 year celebration and going out for drinks instead, getting bat shit drunk and going home to you in said state.

So, you laughed, and laughed, tears falling once more, you didn't know if they fell from the laughter or due to the situation you were in.

Was this all he cared for you?

"Why... why are you laughing?" he asked, a single eyebrow raised as he eyed you weirdly.

"Do you know, how fucking embarassing this looks right now?" you asked him, although you chuckled, he could, despite his drunked state fully understand the venom dripping in your tone.

He looked around, his eyes locking onto every feature that you had changed within the place, the candles, uneaten dinner, the lights...

"What did I miss?" he asked clearly confused.

"Not much, you know, just an everyday mark" you shrugged, taking both plates into your hands and heading to the kitchen, the man following closely behind you as best he could.

"Y/N, come on. Just say it" he sighed, running his hand down his face, mind completely blank of what this could possibly mean.

"Nothing. Go to bed"

"Just fucking spit it out. For fucks sake, Y/N. Do I look like I fucking know what you want?!" He yelled in anger.

"Fucking hell, always pissing me off. This is why I'm barely home. At least she-"

"She?" you questioned, eyes finally meeting his which widened in sudden realization, mouth open agape as he stared back at you in something you could only describe as guilt and shock at the same time.

"Y/N, I didn't mean -"

"You have another woman" you say once more, he averts his eyes from yours, too ashamed to look at you. You can only scoff, eyes falling to the ground before you raise them once more in anger.

"I have done, everything! Everything to make this work and what, you have the decency to mention, SHE?! On our 2 year anniversary?" You laugh dryly.

You watch his eyes, once more widen, finally realizing the date, checking his phone's calendar to confirm that it was in fact the date. Even more guilt filling him inside.

With quick steps he tries to reach you, but you push him away, one hand behind you holding the counter for dear life whilst the other was on his chest keeping the distance between you two.

"Who is she" you ask once more.

"She's just a coworker, she means nothing! Nothing to me" he says, all drunkness put aside as he speaks.

"She's clearly important for you to want to spend time with her. I bet she doesn't piss you off" You speak confidently, you had to put this front, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of watching you broken, so you  watched him, as his act fell to the floor, still trying to convince you otherwise.

"Leave"

"Y/N... please, she-"

"I don't care. I said leave" you repeat, eyes glaring at his which now gathered tears. But he made no effort in moving. And this is when everything went wrong. Your anger simply grew, this man wasn't the man you had fallen in love with, he wasn't the Jeonghan you knew. You didn't even know if that had ever been the man you loved.

Was it all a facade?

The hand that was on his chest curled up into a fist, hitting at his chest, the tears that fell down his cheeks, now matched yours which fell once more.

Your hand hitting at his chest with strenght as you sobbed. He took it all. He deserved it, he knew he did.

You had every right to despise him. hate him. But he didn't want to let you go.

"Leave!" You screamed at him through your tears, your sight blurry as you stared blankly at his shirt.

He grabbed at your hand, pulling you into his embrace, but you couldn't accept it, not after knowing of the affair.

You broke out of his hold, slapping him across the face, lip quivering as you groaned. His face turning to the side, his own eyes glossy, sniffing and wiping his face with the sleeve of his work shirt.

"Get out" You glared sternly.

"We can work this out-"

"Can I cheat too then?" You asked him... quiet. You smiled looking down at the floor once more, pushing your tears back.

"Get out. It's over, Jeonghan" you sighed, turning around and focusing on the dirty dishes already a safe distance from him who stood frozen to his spot watching your now calm state.

"Y/N" he called out.

You turned around, the plate breaking as it hit the wooden floors just besides him, jolting him, the glass barely missing him.

"I don't want you here! I want you gone! Just leave!" You yelled, strudding down the corridor you walked into your shared bedroom, opening the closet doors and pulling out every piece of clothing he owned throwing it inside his traveling suit case.

He was still stuck in his place, he just couldn't believe this is how it would end, how he had broken you.

He forgot, and not only that but he ended up confessing to his affair, something he had planned on breaking off just the day before, but he couldn't, already in-too deep with said woman, but looking at you right now, he also couldn't just leave you...

Now, he didn't have to make that choice, it was made for him.

He was given no other choice but to leave you.

The possible love of his life...

His heart ached as he watched you walking out of your bedroom, 2 suitcases trailing behind you, with what he knew would be his wardrobe.

He gulped dryly, eyes casting down on the floor, too ashamed to look at you. He deserved it.

"Take them, and leave"

"I love you -"

"If you love me, then you won't want me to be in pain" you said in between breaths, trying hard to contain your tears that had just stopped.

"I never meant to hurt you, we can still fix it, please. Just give me one more chance" he tried once more.

"Do you love me?" you questioned him, eyes fixated on his every emotion, he nodded, eyes filling with hope as he stared at you.

"Then, you'll leave" you whispered.

He gave up after that.

There was no going back after everything was said.

So he grabbed his two bags and with one final look, he exited the house, the most sober he had ever felt in his entire life.

Leaving you behind who sobbed watching his every step, too broken inside to beg him to not go, to stay and hold you.

Too disgusted to even want to touch him, afraid to see even the tiniest trace of the woman he had betrayed you with.

Somewhat wishing this was all a lie, a badly played joke on you... You laid on the sofá, the tears fell on their own, you couldn't even feel the tears that still fell on their own falling asleep to your own sadness.

Posted the 10th of January 2023

Sorry for disappearing, I had a few issues after new years eve and then I just came back a few hours ago from a trip where I lost wifi connection and have an exam on the 12th ;-;

But I have already 2 drafts almost finished so hopefully I'll post them this week!!

[charismaofobedience]

hello chii yes tell me about your dysfunctional idol ocs

HI HELLO AND WELCOME TO MEGATHRUST:::: THE POST.

Ok i have no clue how the idol bit started but i think it was me mentioning a idol au for our friendgroup or something. And alas egg (@.eggpeeee) and i did our FIRST and INITIAL idol drafts!

Initially it was only the two of us. We were a duo. A insanely mentally fucking ill duo until we dragged others into this. The name megathrust was achieved through a fucking joke after one of our members tried to protest the megathrust name but we thought the bit was funny

We have basically no fucking lore for them besides the most insane color theory bullshit we did for their universe (i bullshited all my way through it) and the fact they all live together (with kira and exe invading kawas apartment and horux just appearing one day). SO LETS GET TO THE IDOLS!

(really old drawing from our producer @.kohku thank you kit for producing this hell. Most designs here r outdated and we r missing some members. THERES NO OTHER PRODUCER KIT DRAWING AND I THINK THID IS BAD :( )

so! Initially megathrust was in fact a duo produced by kit! Until eventually shit happened and kawa (kawa @.moonysadventureteam) and horux (no tumblr) joined this fucking hell. I don't know lore for basically any of the others besides kira because he's mine

We have exe, who's mentally ill. Has as its emoji the ☢️ as we can see there. Exe is like th second sanest member of megathrust but is still low-key insane. Fun facts include the fact their blood is radioactive and that microwaves explode if it gets too close to them. electronics also stop working if they're too close. its pathetic and probably would be the member being drawn as the dying in a glue trap meme. Some themes include radioactivity, glitches, and mental fucking breakdowns. They're like the jerma of megathrust

KAWA!!!!!!!!!! also mentally ill. Kawa is like the one braincell in the group and also the one who tried to stop us from calling the idol group megathrust (as we can see he failed). They're the one having his apartment constantly fucking invaded by three creatures and suffering with them having to buy a new microwave every week because exe exploded it by getting too close again. He deserves a break. Some themes include hospitals, stars and also crippling anxiety.

HORUX!!!! also mentally ill. bites people to show affection and is also low-key insane just like our next member. Bug was the latest addition to megathrust and has chronical conditions which is why they believed initially that it couldn't be an idol like the others, but alas here he is now. no one knows how bug invaded kawas apartment too. themes include chaos, fun, magic and 488374 undiagnosed illnesses.

My babygirl. Kira. Who's a boy btw and also has mental illness. Ngl they're the one w most stuff written here indeed just because they're mine so yeah. Canonically a convicted criminal for ?????? that ran away and now is a fucking idol. Canonically has charges of murder. Canonically owns and leads a cult which their fans are part of. Low-key fucking insane but i think the cute appearance excuses it ;3. Keeps this cute teehee x3 persona in public but is low-key scary in private and insanely bossy. No one has ever seen them frown and also they're obsessed with being the perfect idol for the public which is why his mental breakdowns in private may or may not end in explosions. Themes include mental illnesses, blood, ribcages, crosses, horror, ribbons, candy, fairytales, angels and princesses. No one is quite sure if they're human or not.

Remember that they are the normalest unit ever and never stop thrusting ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ how can producer kit deal with these mfs.

[penelopecruzcoded]

we're finally onto crystal castles and it's unearthing so many buried memories. i found crimewave on somebody's blog or myspace or something i no longer remember, and i instantly knew i was hearing some kind of movement i had never heard before, an entirely new kind of music, those bouncy, springy 8-bit beats that were so new back then, when people were still beginning to experiment with that whole sound, and my small teenage mind was getting blown. one of those bands who, not only did i love absolutely everything they put out, but their art informed my art deeply and on a very foundational level. by the time II came out i was in university, and it was the soundtrack to my days there. the cover art, that kid who stands by the graveyard. a relative found that album in my belongings and pointed to the picture: "i thought that was you." i started seeing myself as the kid on that album cover. my first year at csm my big final end-of-year foundational project involved a stop-motion movie starring a cut out of alice glass (i cut her out from magazine covers and editorials i collected). i cast her as an alice in a dystopic alice in wonderland, where she travels down a rabbit hole and the people in wonderland end up lobotomizing her, and then she turns into a doll. so much in that one piece that speaks to me now, that i understand as a silent transmutation of my own suffering. you never understand your own art until years later. even crazier still, as i cast alice as a vehicle for my own suffering i had absolutely no clue what she was going through, suffering a parallel hell, which is another mindblowing parallel i still can't manage to pick apart. i idolized her and wanted to be like her, i romanticized her and ethan's relationship: the coolest couple out there making music. so much you never learn until later.

i burned that short i made onto a CD and so desperately wanted to hand it over to alice herself when CC came to london to play a show, but anxiety took over as usually and i never did end up going to the show, nevermind giving them the CD. i don't think i will ever stop listening to them, even though the devastating information alice came out with later could never be unlearned either. i can't unlearn it and i don't want to, as ethan has taken on the shape of a very familiar abusive entity. i absolutely know what alice told was the truth (and she was of course branded a liar buy the ethan fangirls, of course, lol) and i believe her. unfortunate that we'd end up crossing paths on twitter when she accused somebody i love of abuse (not ethan), in a way that was untrue and jumping to conclusions and triggered reactions based off the past and then i had to go and argue her in her mentions. wild lol. that's my whole CC story thus far, i did see the new girl ethan seemed to replace alice with, a carbon copy it seemed in looks albeit much younger and similarly i guess easy to manipulate person due to the age gap. it's sad. i haven't listened to amnesty and truthfully i have no interest in a post-alice CC, because while ethan was the beats, alice was the beating heart of it all, and without her, there is no CC.

i'll always love and cherish the music that came, the tracks i grew up with, and holding all those complicated thoughts and feelings together and at once is just what life is like, and art is like. if i could mourn for my former self, i would, because i feel like it. hold a small funeral for her because she is no more, but because i do love who she used to be and how hard she tried to go on in spite of everything. i used to look up to alice for being the epitome of cool in music, from her clothes to her hair to the way she didn't seem to give a fuck what anybody else was doing, i thought of us like kindred spirits. but if there's anything i share in common with alice now, it's probably that we are both survivors. life put us through the grinder and spat us back out and we're still here, carrying on. and there's some kind of pride to be had for that, is my take away as i sit here and listen to Empathy. we should pride our ability to survive, maybe not unscathed, maybe not undamaged, but still here, still breathing. crawling if we have to sometimes, covered in sludge, existing in the swamps because toxicity became our only friend, until we are better enough that breathing purer air won't kill us. until we can walk again. survivors have this. every single one of us who has survived something, we have this instinct, even if hitting the self-destruct button felt tempting at many, many turns, we keep on going. i will keep on going. and i will thrive.

[hwallazia]

AT YOUR MERCY – 최산

synopsis . in which after shamefully losing a bet against your boyfriend, you’re forced to do whatever he wants for a whole week, and when there’s only one day left for the punishment to end, your boyfriend decides to finish it with a flourish.

pairing . choi san & fem! reader

genre . smut (mdni!), a little fluff at the end, established relationship, idol!au

word count . 2,5k

DISCLAIMER! fingering, slight public humiliation, public vibe play, squirting, unprotected sex (wrap it up irl!), dirty talk, praise, nicknames (good girl, princess, baby, darling & more), vibrator usage, orgasm denial? lmk if i missed anything!

NIC’S NOTES this is my first nsfw post, so it’s kind of shitty. i promise to keep writing this kind of post so i can improve my writing style. there might be some shameful mistakes! so, sorry in advance. ♡

You cursed the moment you decided to bet with your partner, not knowing that that son of a bitch was lucky as hell, and you cursed even more the smirk that was drawn on his lips every time he pressed a button and consequently, he saw you squirm in your place.

You both decided to give “cockwarming” a try and here's the thing: the first one to cum would have to do anything the other wanted for a week. You are just as competitive as your boyfriend, so you didn't think twice before accepting the challenge. Poor you.

“How are you so sure that you are gonna win?” San asked you with his face buried in your neck, tasting your eccentric scent and warm skin on his feline tongue.

“I can control myself better than you, sweetheart” your words dangerously slipped off your tongue. “So don't be so confide-” you were cut off by a moan that left your lips pleasantly, caused by your lover's hand massaging your breasts in the most exquisite way.

“Didn't quite catch that. What were you saying, love?”

Of course, how did you not think about it before? He knew that your tits were sensitive, and because of that, he was rubbing his index over your right nipple, making you squirm under his touch as if his finger was some kind of soft feather.

“F...Fuck, damn you Choi San- ah!” your whole body shook when he licked your nipple while he caressed your waist with his other hand. He was really driving you crazy.

“Come on, babe. I know you wanna cum, you know you wanna cum.” listening to your moans and whines only encouraged him to keep going and guide you towards the abyss of pleasure. “Give in, darling.”

It only took ten minutes, ten damn minutes. You came in the blink of an eye, and as soon as you recovered from your intense orgasm, all you could do was watch your lover's lustful gaze. 

“I'll make fun of you later, don't worry babe. I just want to fuck you properly right now.” he carried you to your shared bedroom after having that mini session on his gaming chair.

That little bet ended with you being unable to walk properly for two days straight and San teasing you about it. Now, you both were getting ready for a casual meal with the other members of ATEEZ. You were in front of your full-body mirror fixing the ribbon that was hanging on your ponytail cutely when your boyfriend entered the room holding a strange box in his hands. 

“Oh my.” he left the package on the soft bed and approached you just to decorate your waist with his arms. He sniffed the intoxicating perfume you put on. “You look stunning, love.” a kiss was placed on your cheek. “Well, you are. You always are.”

You both shared a smile as you got comfortable in his embrace. His hands went up to your shoulders just to turn you around, your eyes met his, and you couldn't help but notice that they had something different. A different spark was coming out of them.

“I have a surprise for you.” he grabbed the box and gave it to you. You couldn't define at that moment how was he feeling, excited? worried? euphoric? you didn't have a clue.

“What is it?” you spoke as you opened it. Your eyes met the pink, jelly-ish vibrator that was hanging on your hand now. 

“Does he want me to...? Oh, no way” you thought.

“Since I only have one day until the bet ends, I decided to finish with a flourish” you couldn't believe his words as they came out his lips. “You, pretty thing, are going to wear that on tonight's dinner and I” he showed you his phone screen which revealed some kind of remote controller, you guessed it was for the sexual toy “will control it.”

You obviously complained, in vain, but you complained. Obeying him, you inserted the vibrator inside you with the help of your boyfriend's saliva, who licked his fingers to wet your entrance. You inevitably let out little gasps.

“Okay, these are the rules, beautiful. No squirming too much, I don't want any noise, I hear you moan at some point and you won't get to cum for all week. The rest of the members don't have to know how dirty my girl is anyway, right?” you swear you could've let out a moan if you weren't so nervous.

You swallowed your own saliva before nodding. 

“Good. Now let's go before we're late” with no other choice, you left that room with your boyfriend to head to Seonghwa's apartment, praying that he would have mercy on you. While you both were on your way, San, from time to time, turned on and off the vibrator, making you whine and rest your head on the dashboard. 

“S-sannie, could you at least keep it low?” your boyfriend's gaze was focused on the road, only a 'hmm' was heard, so you repeated your words. “Could you please- ngh... keep it low?”

“Was that a complaint?” when the traffic light turned red he stopped and locked his eyes on you. You couldn't help but feel intimidated; of course you knew he wasn't mad at you, it's just the intense gaze he has, which always made you weak.

“No, babe. Not at all.” you mumbled, choosing to remain silent for the rest of the ride.

As soon as you opened the door that led you to Seonghwa's cozy apartment, you found the remaining seven members sitting at the table talking about trivial topics. The first to stand up and greet you with a warm hug was Wooyoung, of course. You reciprocated it, hugging him tighter and giving him a sweet smile. Wooyoung, not forgetting his best friend, greeted San with a gentle pat on the back.

“Haven't seen you both in a while. How have you been?” he asked, looking at us happily.

“We can ask them those kind of questions here, man. Let them get to the table at least.” Yunho said from his sit, making you and San giggle.

“Can't even greet my friends now.” Wooyoung said while the three of us got a seat; San, of course, sitting right next to you. Yunho stared at him annoyingly. 

The dining table was suddenly flooded with tons of food, which was exquisite, you had to ask Wooyoung and Seonghwa for the recipe of that bulgogi you just tried later. The gathering flowed like water, that vibe of peace that only those eight boys could provide was in the air, causing you to exhale in relief. Your boyfriend has messed with the remote only a few times so far —not that you couldn't handle it. You were calm because of that until Hongjoong started asking you questions, drawing everyone's attention to you.

"How is everything with your clothing store?" Hongjoong is so into fashion, and because of that he often asks you about outfits, brand recommendations, and all that kind of stuff. You smiled at him before you answered his question.

"Oh, everything has been wonderful so far. I had a large number of clients last week because of the new trends that are coming in, so I was very tired at the end of the day, but remembering how happy my clients looked before leaving the store was honestly priceless. It made me so proud of my effort."

"I'm glad everything is going just right for you." Hongjoong said, smiling at you sweetly.

"Talking about trends! What is trending now? I'm still thinking that bucket hats are trending so I need a little update." Mingi said and you laugh at his comment.

"Well, Balenciaga just pulled out a new pair of shoes and..." you made a small pause as you began to feel light vibrations inside you and a hand caressing your upper thigh. "They have these little gold details on their side, some people say the gold is real, some people deny it, but the point here is that is... ah" an embarrasing moan left your lips unintentionally as the heat started to dye your cheeks and ears.

"Uhm, y/n? Are you okay?" Seonghwa said tilting his head, trying to read your expression —which you were trying to hide between your curtain bangs shamefully.

"Yes! So, as I was saying. They're trending, but... quite expensive." there was silence in the middle of your sentence thanks to your boyfriend, who had the great idea of intensifying the vibrations. You could feel his arrogant smile, which made you want to throw yourself on top of him just to curse him until your vocal cords were broken.

"Well, I'll have to prepare my wallet for that hit." Mingi said, making all of you giggle.

Fortunately, no more questions were asked to you. Therefore, you began to bite your lower lip to not make noise, just as your boyfriend had ordered you. You leaned on San's arm, letting him notice how much you were shaking, he smiled as he looked at you, so vulnerable because of him.

“What is it, darling? Too much to handle?” he mumbled in your ear softly as he raised once again the intensity, a whimper coming out of your mouth. “No, no, what was the deal?”

“S...Sorry, Sannie.”

“Right.” you bit your already broken lip again, trying to find relief through the pain it was causing you. “What a good girl you are, behaving in front of my friends even though you have a vibrator shoved inside you” you tried to cause a bit of friction by rubbing your thighs together since San's dirty talking was not helping you at all.

“I- mgh! I've been a good girl all night, Sannie, p-please... let me-” your words were cut off when San straightened his back to clear his throat and make an announcement.

“Fellas, I'm very sorry but I have to go home. My girl is not feeling quite well.” San caressed your ponytail as he talked.

“Nah San it's fine. Drive her home safely.” Seonghwa spoke, giving you and San the sweetest smile.

“Yes sir,” he responded, sharing a giggle with him. “Bye guys, thank you for tonight.” 

“Next time we go to Wooyoung's house!” Yeosang announced, the man opening his eyes widely as he analyzed the room, everyone apparently agreeing with the idea. 

“Deal.” he gave them a genuine smile before holding your hand and leave the room.

The ride back to your place was as fast as light —in less than ten minutes you were already stepping into your apartment's room. You both exchanged open-mouthed kisses, conveying your intense desire for each other. San quickly undressed you and guided you to the bed, where he spread a trail of kisses all along your core while he brushed his fingers on your waist.

“Sannie, please... Don't tease me, you've done that all night.” yes, of course you were desperate; you were craving your man's touch all night. You needed him, and you needed him now.

“Don't be a brat, babe. I'll take my time with you tonight.” the whine you let out made him grin, finally taking that goddamned vibrator out of you and diving into your wet and creamy mess for several minutes. “So fucking wet.”

His tongue danced around your slit making the nastiest sound, you could sense a bit of excitement in its movements, he was motivated to give you any satisfaction you could desire. He set a steady pace when he began to work his fingers on your cunt—the little, wet mess your boyfriend liked to play around with so much was starting to get audible. 

“Sannie... oh that feels so good,” a loud whimper escaped your lips as he slurped your clit and relentlessly abuse your g-spot. “fas... faster, please”

“But we just started, love.”

“Baby... please- ah! I need- mgh...” he got away from your pussy so he could face you, but his fingers were still working you open.

“Use your words, darling. So I can give you what you want.” he approached your lips and kissed you so delicately. He knew better than anyone that you weren't able to give him a proper response, since he was reaching so deliciously that soft spot.

“Please... Fuck me.” a grin was drawn on his lips, enjoying the power that he had at that moment. 

“You've been a very good girl so, who am I to deny my baby's desires?” 

Finally getting rid of those annoying trousers that covered what you've been craving all night long, he lined up his throbbing dick at your entrance; he rubbed the tip of it with your slit before pushing slowly in, giving you all the time of the world to adjust. You clamped down on him unintentionally, pulling a deep exhale out of his mouth.

“Fucking hell... How are you this tight? Shit...” he cursed under his breath. Your jaw drops at the immediate build in pleasure. Your body becomes tense and you push your hips up, letting him know that he could move and split you in half. 'Cause honestly, that's all you wanted him to do.

His thrusts were deep and precise, hitting all the right places —therefore, driving you off the edge. All you wanted was him, and only him. From your position, you could admire your lover's face, twisting in pleasure. He groaned deeply and that was the last push you needed to finally start collapsing, you could feel your orgasm build inside your throbbing cunt.

“You gonna cum, pretty girl?” he encouraged you, your thighs shaking like an earthquake. He gave your body what it demanded; his hand slid down your clit and played with it as if it was his favorite toy. “Let it go, princess. Make a mess for your Sannie.”

And he didn't have to tell you twice. At his command, you came like champagne, soaking the sheets under you, and San absolutely loved it. You squirting only stimulated his need of filling you up nice and full of his cum. You felt how his cock started to convulse inside you right after, so you pulled San’s face to meet yours and kissed him hard.

At this point, you wondered how he was able to thrust even faster but he did, edging himself closer. You clamped around him intentionally as you watched him fall apart in a broken moan, whispering repeatedly the word “fuck” under his breath.

“Ah, fuck babe. I- ugh, I'm cumming, doll.” and just like that, your hole was dripping his white scent lustfully.

You feel your body go light as a feather, the relief taking over. San holds you in his arms safely, peppering kisses on your forehead, his warm breath hitting your sticky skin. He mumbled some sweet things that you could not hear quite well since your tiredness started to block your senses.

“I love you... sooo much,” you spoke in a low, drunken tone.

“I love you so much more, princess” he gently pressed his lips against yours, melting both of you into the sweetest kiss. “So much more.”

| masterlist

[hyenahunt]

Obbligato: The Baptism of Jun Sazanami - 1

Writer: Akira

Season: Spring, three years ago

Characters: Jun

Proofreading: 310mc (JP) & Skyress (ENG)

Translation: hyenahunt

Jun: But it's not like I could just leave you alone. I mean, it's so shitty of 'em, ganging up on you like that and beating you up.

Time: Spring, three years ago

Location: Reimei Academy, in front of the school gates.

Jun: Damn it all! I'm quitting this school...!

Special Students, my ass! What's so fucking great about those guys, huh!? They just gang up on others and beat the hell outta 'em...!

They can't just get away with this shit! Who do we even take this to? Teachers? The police? God Himself!?

Jun: O-ouch... Ngh~ Think there's a cut in my mouth. Hurts to talk.

...Um, hey, you... okay? You took way worse of a beating than I did, yeah?

I appreciate 'cha patching me up, by the way~ But you should tend to yourself first.

Huh? There's no need for that? You're saying this is the punishment you deserve, and you're used to getting kicked and punched around...?

Jun: Fuck that shit! Whether you're used to it or not, what hurts is gonna hurt anyway! An injury's an injury!

Is there somethin'... I mean—something wrong with what I said!?

Jun: —Wait, sorry 'bout that. There's no point telling you off, huh? You got your ass ki... I mean, you're a fellow victim, too.

Huh? You're asking if my mouth hurts that much since I'm speaking kinda awkwardly?

Jun: Nah~ I just kinda suck at—I mean, I'm bad with formal speech…!

Plus, I don't wanna be all polite with guys who don't deserve my respect!

Jun: Er, wait, it's not that I don't respect you or anything... I just don't really know you, y'see.

But I mean, you're my senior, so I oughta— should be more polite, right?

Yeah? I should do that 'cause Reimei's strict as hell about its pecking order?

So that's how it is, huh~ I did hear it was a school full up of aggressive try-hard elites, I guess?

It promoted itself as being different from that laidback Yumenosaki that's only an idol school in name, see.

I wanted to seriously work at being an idol and all, and wasn't sure if I could get a scholarship there, so I wound up enrolling here in Reimei since tuition's cheaper.

But I kinda feel like it was a mistake... Who’d have thought that some seniors I don’t know would beat the hell outta me on my very first day here?

What's up with that? It's like I accidentally popped into a school you'd see in a manga 'bout punks or something.

...Hmm? Y'mean incidents like this have been more and more common lately? And the Special Students in particular keep taking all their stress out on other guys?

Bullshit! So what if they're stressed!?

Whatever their damn reason, they shouldn't be going around using aspiring freshmen as literal punching bags!

Jun: — Wait, what're you bowing so low for? Like I said, I'm not blaming you for anything.

In fact, I only wanted to help you out~...

I saw you getting kicked around by that snobby-looking gang and ran in to help, but I wound up bitching 'em out instead.

But then they got pissed off at me, and kicked both our asses. I didn't manage to do a thing in the end, huh~ Things really don't go like they do in TV shows or manga...

All I've done since I was a kid was train up in singing and dancing, with not a clue 'bout how to fight, so I gotta admit that was pretty dumb of me to try.

But it's not like I could just leave you alone. I mean, it's so shitty of 'em, ganging up on you like that and beating you up.

What're the police even doing? Isn't this a law-biding country and all that?

Mm? It's how things are? 'Cause that's just the kinda place Reimei is?

Like I said, miss me with that shit! What is this, some kinda parallel world where the laws of Japan don't apply?

Jun: Ahh... Ngh~... Like I said, please don't go bowing so low to me. I'm not some kinda respectable guy who deserves this kinda courtesy from other folks.

Huh? I am respectable? You think I'm a brave person for standing up to some scary guys for the sake of saving a stranger I don't even know?

Jun: Ah, haha... Well, thank you. Not even my parents have ever said somethin' like that to me before.

Ahaha, um, anyway, if we don't get a move on we're gonna be late for the entrance ceremony, huh? We should stop sitting around chatting and head to... the auditorium, was it? Wherever the ceremony's being held.

But I mean, I'm a new student, so I dunno where anywhere like that would be... This school's way too big for no reason.

Hm? Ahh, you'll show me the way there? As a way to pay me back for tryna help you?

Jun: You're pretty conscientious, arent'cha~ I may have wanted to help, but I only got the tables turned on me without doing a thing, so there's nothing to really repay.

But well, thanks to you, my awful first impression of Reimei might be a little better than it could've been.

Like hell I'm ever gonna forgive those douchebags who beat us up, but it's not like the whole school's full of guys like them, huh?

I mean, I ran into someone like you, right? Not even getting hit makes you bear a grudge, and you've been so nice to me even though we've only just met.

I may have started off with the absolute worst luck, but since I'm paying for tuition here and all — maybe it won’t be so bad to see how things go for a lil’ longer.

Alrighty... Well, let's get going, yeah? Please show me the way to the lecture hall, um... What was your name again?

Jun: Hmm, Tojo? With to like the number ten and jo like in condition?[1] Gotcha, then. Tojo-senpai it is~

Jun's asking how Tojo is written - 十条 is made up of 十, the kanji for ten, and 条 from 条件, the kanji for condition (jouken)

✦✦✦✦✦

← prev ✦ all ✦ next →

[bteezxyewriter12]

Epiphany

Pairing- Kihyun x Named Reader

Word count- 3.6k

Includes- Sex, oral, pussy eating, blow job, deepthroating, riding, missionary, squirting, multiple orgasms, fluff

Masterlists- check out for more fics

📝 Masterlists 📝Monsta X Masterlist

She opens her door and I look up at her

"Ki? Are you ok? Do you need something?", she asks worriedly

Yes I need something

I need her

I was so blind

My whole life I never noticed her

She's a friend I had since childhood

And she's always been there

She started working at Starship before me as a stylist for a female solo artist

She told me about the NO. MERCY show and urged me to try out for it

She believed I could make it

It's because of her I'm in Monsta X

Once the group was formed, she was moved to us, becoming a stylist for us

I started seeing her more often and we began to become closer, hang out more

I kissed her once

When we just started and were on a dating ban

It didn't go further than that one kiss but I did enjoy it a lot

As we became popular we got more busy and I slacked on our friendship

But she was always there

Comforting me when the pressure got too much and I need to talk to someone

When I needed to cry to someone

She always encouraged me, told me I could do anything

She let me sing to her so I could practice, watched me practice in her living room until I got the moves right

She was always at every performance because she dressed us

And after the performance, she always told me how proud she was of me, how amazing I am, how good my voice is

Always praises me

She was there when my first girlfriend left me for another idol

She held me while I cried, listened to me when I needed her to, comforted me

My next girlfriend was serious and I fell in love

And I dropped her

Stopped talking to her, through texts, phone and in person

My girlfriend would come to the performances so she wasn't able to compliment me when I got off stage

And honestly I forgot about her and ghosted her

For years

Until I found out my girlfriend cheated on me and I broke it off with her

That was last year

I called her at the time and she immediately picked up and talked to me for hours, listening to my stupid problems

She was still there, seeing me the next day, letting me in her apartment, comforting me again when she should have thrown me out, when she should have ignored me

And these past months, we've been busy again

I forgot about her again, neglected to call her

Just a few texts here and there

Now when I'm ushered off stage, I realize I don't even go near her anymore

It wasn't about until about two weeks ago that I opened my fucking eyes

I don't know what it was about that day

All I know is that she was talking to Jooheon and he made her laugh

I noticed how stunning her smile is, how cute her giggles were

I really looked at her and found her to be so fucking gorgeous

And all I wanted to do was kiss her

But I didn't

A week ago, I realized I love her when I saw her talking to another staff member

He was eyeing her, obviously trying to impress her

I don't know if she noticed but I did and I was so pissed off

It threw me off balance and I wasn't able to right myself the whole day

It took me a week to get the courage to finally decide to tell her how in love with her I am

It took the guys telling me to tell her, to get me here in front of her door

The guys noticed something was different about me, that I was off and more quiet than usual

I told them why

"Finally", Changkyun said

"What the hell does that mean?", I snapped

"It means you finally opened your dumbass eyes", Jooheon answered

"We were waiting to see when you'd notice how much she loves you", Hyungwon added

"Uh what?"

"She loves you", Minhyuk repeated, "It's so obvious"

I was shocked because I didn't think it was obvious

I had no clue

"It was?"

Changkyun nodded, "Yeah man, the way she looked at you all the time, it was clear as day"

"Her eyes would follow you around the room and she always smiled when you did something she thought was cute", Jooheon chimed in

I had no idea about any of this

And I wasn't sure about what they said

I decided I needed to talk to her

Asap

And now that she's in front of me, I can see it

I can see my whole life with her

Everything I ever wanted, a house, kids, love, happiness

It's with her

And I'm not going to blow it

"Ki?"

"I need you", I answer

She looks confused as I step inside her apartment, kick the door closed and pull her to me in a kiss that rocks my world

I never, in a million years, thought I would react this way from a kiss

My heart beats faster when her arms wrap around my neck

I slide my tongue in her mouth, deepening the kiss

She kisses me back, her fingers playing with the back of my hair

I slide my hands down to her thighs, picking her up, her legs wrapping around my waist

She's ridiculously light as I carry to her room

Moving onto her bed, I lay her down, moving on top of her

She looks up at me with her fucking deep beautiful brown eyes

Eyes I can drown in, stay in forever

And I plan to do just that

"I love you so fucking much", I breathe

Shock fills her eyes, her mouth slightly opening

"Please be mine", I ask, "I swear I'll love you forever"

She studies my face, her hand touching my cheek softly

"Yes", she says, lifting her head, pressing her lips to mine, "I love you Kihyun"

Pure joy fills my body

The guys were right

I was so stupid

I had my happiness right here in front of my eyes

I didn't see

I'll never be that blind again

She kisses me, pulling me down on top of her, her arms around my neck

I kiss her deeply, moving my tongue against hers, falling into her kiss

God I was missing out

I can't believe it's her the entire time

My baby

Her hands pull on my shirt and that's all it takes

Before I know it, our clothes are off and I'm between her legs, on top of her, still kissing her

Her soft skin moves against mine, feeling so good

Moving my kisses to her neck, I spread them everywhere

"Fuck, I love you", I tell her

I'm never going to stop saying it

I'll tell her everyday, every night

Always

"I love you", she whispers, holding me against her, her fingers running in the back of my hair

"I'm sorry baby", I whisper against her skin

"Sorry for what baby?", she asks

Lifting my head, I look into her eyes, softly touching her cheek

"I'm sorry for not noticing you sooner. I'm sorry for ignoring you when I had a girlfriend. I'm sorry for ignoring you when Monsta X is busy. I'm sorry for not being there when you needed me. I'm sorry that I was too stupid to see that you're my one", I apologize, "That you were right here all along and I was so blind and stupid. That you're my happiness"

She smiles and it's fucking stunning

"It doesn't matter Ki. What happened doesn't matter as long as you love me. As long as I have you"

"You do baby. I love you and I swear I'll make it up to you"

"You don't need to make up anything Ki. Just love me"

"I do Jo", I assure her

"Then that's all I need", she whispers

I crash my lips to hers, so fucking happy she's mine

All she wants is me and I'm so goddamn grateful

I know she said I don't have to but I will make it up to her

I'll do anything for her

Pressing more kisses to her neck, I move down her body, stopping at her perky books

Licking her nipple, I moan feeling it harden under my tongue

Wrapping my mouth around it, I suck softly, listening to her moans of pleasure

I spend some time playing with her nipple before moving to the other one, immediately sucking on it

I move my hand to her nipple I was just on, pinching and playing with it

After awhile, I move my kisses further down, kissing between her breasts, lick and sucking on the skin of her stomach

Her fingers play in my hair and it feels so good

I had no clue I liked having my hair played with

Moving lower, I open her legs, her pretty pussy so wet already

I can't hold back, laying my tongue on her, licking up her pussy slowly, tasting her juice, feeling her soft skin on my tongue

So good

"Fuck Kihyun", she calls and goddamn, hearing her say my name is music to my ears

I run my tongue up and down, in between her pretty lips and right into her hole

She clenches my tongue, sending shivers down my spine

God, I can't wait until she's clenching on my dick

First things first

I want to taste her cum

Sliding my tongue up, I roll over her throbbing clit, making her shudder and pull my hair

"Kihyun, baby"

Sucking her clit in my mouth, she moans loudly as I tug on her

I can't help but moan too, feeling her clit throb against my lips

God she's so good to suck on

Every part of her

Her nipples, her clit

I'm gonna want to suck on her everyday

Letting go of her clit, I slip my tongue down, right into her pussy

"Oh god", she cries, her body arching

Pulling out, I slide my tongue back up between her lips, ending with sucking on her clit

Then I do it again, going back down and inside her

Over and over, her clenching getting faster

The next slip of my tongue inside her, she screams my name, falling over the edge

Shoving my tongue as far as I can, she cums all over it, tasting so fucking sweet

Oh yeah, I'm definitely eating her out every day

When she finishes, I pull my tongue out then kiss her swollen pussy lips

As I sit up, she does too, gently pushing me down on my back

She presses her lips to my chest, kissing me softly, her lips feeling so fucking pleasurable on my skin

Her tongue licks down my body to my stomach, where she presses kisses to my abs

I watch her suck on my skin, licking the spots she sucks but never leaving a mark

I want her too so badly

I want her to mark me as hers

She lets go the skin she's sucking but I plead, "Please baby. Don't stop"

"It'll leave a mark Ki"

I nod, "That's what I want"

She raises an eyebrow, "Are you sure?"

I nod

I'm fucking sure

Her mouth goes back to the spot she was on before, sucking my skin back into her mouth

I moan from the pleasure, her hand moving down, wrapping around my hard dick

She licks the spot she was sucking on, dark purple on my skin

Fuck I love it

"More", I ask

I want so much more

As her mouth moves from place to place on my abs, her hand moves up and down my length, filling me with more pleasure

She pleasures me at a good pace, not too hard, not too soft

Not enough to make me cum but enough to keep me hard

She leaves so many scattered marks on my skin, some deep dark purple, other light

All so pretty

I close my eyes, feeling her hand moving on me

Suddenly the pleasure intensifies so much that I open my eyes to find my head in her mouth, sucking in time to her hand movements

It's a sight I never thought I'd see

Slowly she removes her hand as she takes me deeper into her mouth, sucking while she goes

"Oh my god", I moan, moving my hand in her hair, my fingers tangling in the strands

It feels so fucking good, too fucking good

Her tongue runs along my shaft as she bobs her head, taking more and more of me in with every move down my cock

Until I'm all in her mouth and my head is in her tight throat

She swallows, pleasure flaring and making my body tremble

Oh god, this is amazing

Her mouth moves, sucking rapidly and going at it like she's never going to suck my dick again

I watch her sucking hard, amazed that my whole length is in her mouth

In her throat

And she's not choking

How often has she deepthroated someone that it doesn't hurt her?

I don't want to think about that because it's just going to get me upset

I should of been with her but I was too stupid

Never again

The more she sucks, the closer she brings me but I don't want to cum

I don't know if I can get hard again after and I'm not risking it

I need to be inside her, feel her

I want it so bad

"Baby, sss...stop", I stammer, "I'm gonna cum. I don't want to"

Her eyes move to mine, a question in them

"I want to be inside you"

She nods, getting my dick out of her mouth, then immediately climbing on me

She takes my cock, holding it under her

She moves down, my head inside her and she continues to sink down my length

I grab her sheets hard, moaning so loudly as I feel her tight cunt stretching around me, hugging me tightly, opening only enough for me to pass through

I've never had this much pleasure just from going in a pussy before

But hers, fuck, envelopes me perfectly and is so wet, I was able to get in easily

"Oh my god, Kihyun", she moans, sitting on me, my whole length buried inside her

"Ok baby?", I ask

She nods, "Yes Ki. It's just....you feel so good. So fucking good"

"Yea?", I ask shyly, happy she likes how I feel

She feels amazing, perfect

She nods, "Yeah Ki. Fuck, no one's fit inside me as good as you"

Funny, I feel exactly that same way

"You're big, thick but still fit inside. Your head against my spot, fuck Kihyun you're perfect"

"You're perfect baby", I say softly, "Wrapped around me so well, throbbing so pleasurably. Like I was made to be in you"

She nods, "You are baby. You're mine"

"Always baby. I want to be yours forever", I confess, wanting that so much

"You are Ki. I'm never letting you go"

"And I swear I'll never let you go"

She smiles so beautifully, leaning down, kissing me

Stars blast in my vision, feeling her soft plump lips against mine

Pulling away, she sits up and slowly starts to bounce on me

And fucking bliss hits me so hard

Her speed increases with each bounce, rocking on my cock when I go back inside

"Oh fuck Kihyun", she moans, pleasure on her face

My mouth drops, watching her move, watching how unbelievably sexy she is

Her skin shivering, her boobs jiggling

Fucking stunning

"God baby, you're so fucking gorgeous", I whisper, "So fucking good"

"Wanna be good for you", she moans, riding me harder

"You are jagi", I tell her

She's too good for me

I'm not good enough for her

Not with the way I treated her, the way I ignored her

I need to be good for her, not the other way around

I grip her hips, softly moving my hands along her skin, feeling it tremble under my fingers

I love it

"Kihyun. Fuck. I can't-", she cries

"Cum for me. Please baby, cum on me", I plead

God I want to feel it so badly

"Kihyun!", she moans, coming and holy shit she's stunning

He head tilting back, soft moans and my name coming from her mouth as her cunt pulses hard and fast around my cock

I feel my dick get soaked, my eyes moving down, watching her hole clench around my cock

God it's so pretty

When she finishes, she starts moving, sliding up and down my length

I moan seeing her cream cover my cock completely, more and more leaking from her as she moves up and down

I can't take my eyes away from that sight

I'm mesmerized

I watch her cunt swallow my cock over and over, taking all of me in her small tight hole

Moving my hands down, I spread her swollen lips open to get a better view of her slit stretch and taking me in

She leans back, her hands on my thighs, riding me harder, slamming her pussy down on me and fucking her spot on my head

Her clit throbs so prettily and I move my hand so my thumb is rubbing it

"Oh god yes baby", she cries, her cunt leaking more juice all over me

"Keep going baby", I choke out feeling her cunt get jnooasibi tight, "Don't stop. Want you to cum"

She nods, practically jumping on my cock with how wildly she's riding me, the pleasure incredible

Her fingers dig into my thighs, her body soaked with sweat, beads of it running down between her bouncing boobs

"Ki...I...so close", she moans

I know, I can feel her

I just need to push her over the edge

When she comes down, I thrust up, smashing her spot and she screams loudly

I keep fucking up into her with every bounce, my thumb rubbing her clit furiously

"Please cum for me baby. Please"

"Kihyun!", she screams, flooding my cock

Everything gets so wet and I move my eyes to her hole watching her squirt around me

She's fucking gushing, so much pouring from her

I'm amazed she can squirt so much

"Fuck baby, look at you, squirting all over me"

"I...I am?"

"Yes baby. So much. So pretty"

"Fuck Kihyun"

When she finishes, I sit up, flipping us over and thrusting into her

Now I want to fuck her

"Kihyun!", she cries

"Yeah baby, I'm gonna fuck you so good", I tell her, "My princess. My baby. My love"

She moans, her arms around my neck, kissing me hard as I hike one of her legs higher up my body

I move my hand to her other leg, spreading that leg open more, giving me more room to slam into her pussy

"Fuck Ki!", she cries, breaking the kiss, "Don't stop"

"I won't baby. Not until you fall apart on my cock"

Pounding inside her, I impale her on my length over and over, pushing her tight hole wide open

And she takes me perfectly, screaming for me to keep going

Burying my cock in, I slam her spot and she screams, coming on me, her cunt holding my shaft in a vice grip

Keeping my whole cock inside her, I let her cum on me, the pleasure from her orgasm, mind blowing

"Joanne fuck!", I cry, shooting cum deep inside her as I cum, her hole throbbing hard, milking my cock for all my cum

Oh my god, this is the best orgasm I ever had

So fucking good

When we finish, I pull out, laying next to her, gasping for breath

I glance over at her, her eyes closed, her chest heaving as she breathes

Moving my hand down, I take hers, lacing our fingers together

Her eyes open as she looks at me, a huge beautiful smile on her face

"I love you", I tell her

"I love you", she answers, making me smile

I love hearing her say that

It'll never get old

Tugging on her hand, I pull her to me, wrapping her in my arms, holding her tightly

She lays her head on my shoulder, her face in my neck and it's perfect

We fit together perfectly, laying in comfortable silence, just being together

She squeezes me tightly as I play with her hair

"Is this real?", she asks softly

"Very real baby. You're mine and I love you"

She lets out a soft sigh, "You don't know how much I always wanted to hear you say that"

"I'm sorry baby. I wasn't paying attention and I was dumb. But I'm it anymore. I know I'm lucky to have you, lucky you love me after everything I did. And I swear I'm going to show you how much I love you every single day. I promise"

"As long as we're together I'm happy", she says

"Then we'll both be happy all the time"

"Good", she smiles, kissing my cheek then snuggling into me more, "Nap time Ki"

I laugh, "Nap?"

"Yup. Sleep then we can eat, then I'm gonna ride you again. Then sex in the shower and more after. I just want to be with you and now that you're mine, I can be"

"Oh yeah, every night baby. I'll be with you every night. I promise"

"Good. Now go to sleep", she instructs, closing her eyes, laying in my arms

"Yes ma'am", I laugh, kissing her forehead, "I love you"

"I love you", she answers, making me so happy

Cuddling her, I continue to play with her hair, holding her tight as I close my eyes

[darkcircles4lyfe]

Death to All Might, Rebirth to Yagi Toshinori

So about All Might. I’ve been extremely wary of talking about what could happen to him because straight up saying “I don’t think he’s gonna die” is asking the universe to spite me. Plus it also feels like a room full of people turning to stare at me as if I said the Sun isn’t a star. Man has death flags everywhere, I know. 

But, okay, *Bill Nye voice* consider the following:

Mr. Yagi here, if he overheard everything, just received the final nail in the coffin on his career. His time as the symbol of peace is not only over, it was in fact partially responsible for the current state of things, since he once did so much on his own that his absence now makes heroes and civilians alike ill-prepared to cope. I think it was very apt for that one guy to be wearing an All Might shirt--he was acting as a mouthpiece for the latent societal problems embedded in All Might’s legacy. 

We know already that he’s been feeling useless. I love this scene and although I’m not gonna talk about it right this second, remember what Aizawa says about just “being here” being enough:

And we know from conversations with Inko that Toshinori is also reframed his purpose around looking after Izuku. But in the end, Izuku rejected his help, and it was his classmates instead who were able to save him. Now the very progress of humanity is rejecting him too. You may me wondering how on Earth I don’t see the logical conclusion of all this being his death. Hold on. It actually has a lot to do with the fact that we’re all expecting it. Nighteye himself saw it, and despite any contrary convictions anyone might have, the plot doesn’t seem to be veering away from that end. All Might Is Gonna Die, says absolutely everything. 

It’s occurring to me that I have previous experience with this kind of plotline that probably little to no one else in this fandom shares, being that I’ve read a certain book series in which the main character is told in no uncertain terms that he will die (no, I’m not talking about hp). The series in question is T*e Und*rland Chronicl*s (censoring so it doesn’t get put in their side of tumblr) and I’m sorry but I’m about to go on a shameless tangent about it and spoil the ending for you.

So in this series there is a prophecy in every book, each one having something to do with war and conflict, and so far all of them have been right. In the last book [mc] finds out that it’s prophesied that he will be killed. Lots of the things in the prophecies are convoluted and metaphorical, but no, this one literally says “when the [mc’s title] has been killed.” He spends the whole book coming to terms with this, and he gives into it, only to find himself waking up in the hospital instead. “Wow, plot twist. /s” you may be thinking, and yeah sure, the mc in a kids book survived, big shocker. But it doesn't end there. After the war, there are peace talks, but they escalate until the two sides are on the verge of declaring war again. And [mc], bless him, has just been caught in the middle of all of this the entire time. He’s sick as shit of fighting, of watching the suffering and death of people he cares about. He draws his sword against both of them angrily, gives a speech saying he won’t take a side, and then promptly breaks his sword across his knee: “There. [mc’s title in the prophecies] is dead. I killed him.” He’s giving a huge middle finger to everyone there, to the man who wrote the prophecies, to the entire fucked up culture of it all. And so something that was taken literally turns out to be metaphorical. That is, if you still believe in the prophecies at all.

Hopefully you’re catching my drift here. What I’m saying is, even though this other series has nothing to do with bnha, it goes to show sometimes it’s the most absolute certainties that are red herrings, and a “death” can consequently be a symbolic one. In All Might’s case, it could be the death of hero society and a rejection of his own past. In other words, character development for Toshinori himself that reflects on the way the world is changing, too. Also there’s the fact that the mc from that other series I’m trying not to name has an honorary title, and I’m imagining that role he occupied “dying” could correspond to something that amounts to, “All Might is dead. I (Yagi Toshinori) killed him.” 

And here’s another thing: we also have to ask ourselves what good a dead Toshinori is to Izuku, narratively speaking. Yes, Izuku has spent his whole life idolizing even the more toxic parts of All Might, and his idealized vision of his hero does need to “die.” But how about Toshinori as a father figure?  Izuku regretting that his last interaction with Toshinori was to reject his help may drive home the fact that he shouldn’t go off on his own, but at this point it’s kinda redundant. If anything it would negate some of the progress that was just made because it’d make him extra paranoid about losing other people too. To be honest, the whole “Uncle Ben” trope, the mentor/father figure who dies and gives the mc a reason to do better, is so tired. Experiencing the death of a loved one really doesn’t deserve to be romanticized like that. I might as well admit that I’m speaking from experience, and let me tell you, losing someone you love suddenly, when you weren’t around, and with unfinished business--it makes you paranoid as hell that it will happen again. It literally gives me nightmares. Y’all, I cannot stress enough that trauma does not equal character development. Granted, just because I know this doesn’t mean Horikoshi does, but in general he does seem to lead his characters toward healing.

Okay, back to the present. Toshinori is turning away from UA. He likely feels useless and rejected. We can infer that what happens next will involve Stain, and we have a couple of extra clues to go with it: Stain considers All Might a true hero, and has stated that he would let All Might kill him. And since Horikoshi loves his parallels, we also have this fight between Endeavor and this random villain who admires him so much that he wants to die by Endeavor’s hand:

This suggests a confrontation in which Stain challenges All Might to live up to himself as he once was, so that as a hero he can vanquish Stain and symbolically overcome society's perversion of that role. But based on what All Might has learned about the system he upheld, Stain is wrong. All Might is not a “true hero” in the sense that the societal issues Stain witnessed exist not in spite of All Might, but (in part) because of him, because he took too much of the responsibility for himself.

Stain probably had no idea about the personal cost of All Might’s lonely burden until after the fact. Maybe he’s seeing it now. So then perhaps the confrontation would be more about Stain claiming he’s just as fake as the rest. Either way, Toshinori has the opportunity to denounce himself and be rid of “All Might,”  to stop living in his own shadow. Nighteye’s vision has been defied before, and I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if the combination of society shifting + Toshinori’s own conviction is enough to do it again and work fate in his favor.

He is not All Might. He is Yagi Toshinori: quirkless, worn down, and directionless except for his dedication to Izuku. If he survives his interaction with Stain, he can resolve his imperfect mentorship by confessing about his shortcomings and simply supporting Izuku as a part of his family, not as his teacher (as Aizawa said, just “being there”). And that’s how you really get character development, for both of them. I mean, shit, imagine Toshinori straight up telling Izuku to stop calling him All Might.