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jhdyuiee · 1 year ago

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★ pairing: childhood friend!haechan x fem!reader

★ tags/warnings: smut!, slight angst, fluff, unprotected sex, nipple/breast play, kissing/making-out, multiple positions (doggy&face-to-face), oral (f receiving), fingering, marking (hickies&biting), pet names (baby) & name calling (good girl), dirty talk, cursing, spanking, squirting, multiple orgasms, rich ceo haechan, haechan was your childhood friend who one day up and disappeared

★ w.c: 3.7k

★ a.n: hello! as promised here is my story for the week! sorry for the delay, i spent majority of my week finishing up my term paper, but now that, that is over i'm free again!! woohoo, i can finally enjoy my summer ㅠㅠ . anyhow this my first haechan fic, yippie! also thank you all for the massive love and support on wildflower & million dollar baby <3 please stay safe out there during this summer time, i love you berry much, jiji out 🤍

5 years ago.

You're lying… No… This couldn’t be possible… He couldn’t have just disappeared without telling me…

How could he? We were supposed to graduate tomorrow. Go to the same University. We were supposed to be together.

“Why did you leave,” I muttered as tears streamed down my face.

As I headed to school this morning, I stopped by his home like I’ve always done. However I was met with an empty home. Everything cleared, as if no one ever lived there. I thought maybe I’d arrived at the wrong home or I was still dreaming.

So I called Haechan. Once, twice, ten times yet to no avail. He answered none of my calls or messages. I went with the second option, calling my mother. Yet little did I know that, that call would shatter all remaining hope in me.

“You didn’t know? The Lee’s left yesterday. His father was hired in, hmm where was it? Toronto! Toronto, Canada!” my mother said. My eyes widened, hands shaking. Haechan hadn’t informed me of anything.

So he just left. Like that? My legs grew weak, I found myself outside his door; sobbing. Nothing else mattered to me right now, I just wanted Haechan. His bright smile, his sparkling eyes, and warmth. It was like he took my other half, leaving me now half dead.

In all honesty, I loved Haechan. Ever since I learned what love was. Yet, now I never even got the chance to tell him. This would be the end of us. 18 years—since birth—gone.

Present day.

I thought that day 5 years ago would be the end. Me and Haechan would never find our way back to each other, yet why was he standing in front of me now?

“Y/N…” he says, loud enough for me to hear. I snapped out of my trance, remembering I was still on the job.

“R-Right this way sir,” I said, guiding him and the women that held his hand to their table. I set their menus on the table as they got situated. “I’ll be right back to take your orders,” I said, trying to make my exit.

I left without turning back, without glancing back at Haechan. My heart pounded so fast, my body trembling. This couldn’t be… No, he… What was he doing here? Out of every restaurant, why did he have to come to the one I worked at!? Just when I had begun forgetting about him, he reappeared and with a woman by his side no less.

I sighed, trying my best to compose myself. I mean after all he’d be gone once he finished eating and I’d never have to see him again. As I made my way back to their table, the woman he was with smiled so brightly, laughing at whatever Haechan was saying.

“Hello!” I said enthusiastically, putting on a smile. “I’m Y/N and i’ll be your waiter today. Can I get you started on some drinks?” I asked. I felt Haechan’s gaze the whole time I stood there.

“Hello, uhh I’ll get the Strawberry Vodka!” The woman spoke happily. When I finished noting her drink down, I turned to Haechan. Our eyes meeting one another. “And for you sir?”

He opened his mouth, then closed it before opening it up again to speak. “Some water is fine, since I still have to drive us afterwards.” I nodded my head, “Are you guys ready to order or would you like more time?”

“No, no it’s fine we can order now,” he said. And so I took their orders, walking back to the kitchen once I finished. I poured their drinks and walked back over to them. Only this time I didn’t linger there for long. Then after a good while, their food was finally ready. Plates in hand, I walked over to them again, giving them their food. “Anything else that you would need?” I asked. Before Haechan could answer, the women politely dismissed the question.

I continued working, I had no time to just idle around. I served every table I could possibly attend to, until I finally noticed Haechan and the women getting ready to leave. I made my way over there for what I hoped would be the last time. “All ready to go?” I asked.

“Yes, could we get the check?” Haechan asked. “Oh! Yes, here you go,” I said, setting the receipt I pulled from inside my apron's pocket on the table. “Thank you for dining with us!” I gave my last remark, displaying a bright smile. I might’ve been hallucinating but I saw Haechan's lips faintly twitched.

“Thank you!” the woman said, standing up from her seat to grab Haechan’s arm. He happily got up, “Thank you so much for your service, I’ll be sure to tip you generously.” “Oh no, Thank you for being such wonderful customers! Be sure to stop by next time!” I said, only wishing he never sets foot in here again.

He smiles, “Will do,” he says, his words sounding like a promise. Great. I watched as they paid and left. Catching Haechan as he gave me one last look, his eyes filled with longing.

・❥・・❥・・❥・

Finally, my night shift at the restaurant was over! I could finally go home, maybe stop by the convenience store to buy a beer or two. After tonight I could use some alcohol.

I bid my coworkers goodbye, making my way out of the restaurant. “Y/N!” A voice shouted my name. I turned to find the voice. Only now I wished that I simply had just feigned ignorance to the calling.

Haechan stood before me. His body leaned against his vehicle, arms crossed. I stood there, not a single move from me. It was as if time had stopped and we were the only two in this world. He moved first, making his way towards me until we were only an inch apart. His eyes, the same ones that shun so bright, were now eerily emotionless.

My lips quivered, “H… Haechan.” My vision blurred and only then did I realize the waterworks had started. I heard a faint chuckle erupt from him, “Still a crybaby huh?” he asked as the pad of his thumbs wiped my tears away. No, I didn’t want to feel his touch.

I backed away, the two of us just staring at one another. “Wh-Why are you here!” I said, coming out rather loudly. “To get you,” he answered. Confusion overrode my face, “For me?! Haechan, you left me 5 years ago!”

His eyes now saddened; hurt. “I didn’t mean to! I meant to tell you about my father’s job… it’s just-” I interrupted him before he could finish, “So? I had to find out through my mother for christ sake Haechan. Not to mention it was on the day before our graduation!” He sighed, coming closer to me. He cupped my face, “I know, I know I was a jerk but I didn’t tell you because I was going to come back! I was supposed to be back after a couple of months.” Now shock overrode my face. What was he talking about? Come back after a few months?

“Don’t bullshit me,” I spat out. “I’m not!” he slightly raised his voice, causing me to flinch. “Sorry,” he then said, embracing me into a hug. “I really was supposed to come back yet to my surprise when I returned you had already gone,” he whispered into my ear.

His hot breath, his low voice sent an intense shiver throughout my body that I got lost in him. I couldn’t formulate a sentence, a word. I pressed my hands against his chest, trying to push him away but he was too strong. “B-But what about that woman,” I asked.

We locked eyes, a smirk formulated on his face. “She was just some woman my mother set me up with. Why, jealous?”

I shook my head. Me, jealous?! Please… “No! Why would I!” He shrugged his shoulders, “You tell me.” I gripped his arm, “Wh-What do you mean?”

His expression softened, “You think I wouldn’t know?” I looked at him, confused once more. He chuckled, “That you love me.”

My eyes widened, my mouth fell open. How? How did he…

I detached myself from him, “What… How did you-“ “The way you would always look at me,” he interrupted me. “How would I look at you?” I questioned.

“Like I was your entire world.”

My vision blurred, “How long have you known…” He inched closer, “Since before I even left.” “Bu-But why didn’t you say anything!?” I raised my voice a bit. “Because I knew it wouldn’t work out.”

My cheeks felt wet when he told me that. He inched closer, stopping me from talking. “Before you say anything I just wanted to say that it had nothing to do with you, in fact I loved you too. Heck, I still do. Y/N I love you.”

“But?” I asked, even more tears streaming down my face. He sighed, putting his hands on my face to wipe away the tears. “It was me. I knew I was going to have to leave one day and even if it wasn’t for too long I couldn’t bear it. I couldn’t just leave you.”

This man. He sure has a knack for worrying over the simplest things…

“You could’ve still talked to me about it,” I said, embracing him this time. I buried my head into his chest. His hands were holding onto me and stroking my hair. “I know… and for that I’m sorry.” I looked up at him, “You know… It’s okay and you wanna know why?” I asked. “Why,” he replied.

“Because I too still love you. Then and now, Haechan. I have always loved you, no matter how much I tried hating you… I just knew that if you were to ever show up in life again, I would welcome you back. I just can’t seem to live without you.”

He didn’t react. I watched as Haechan stood there, wide eyed like he couldn’t believe what was unfolding. I giggled a bit, finding his reaction amusing. However, now I was the one left wide eyed when he abruptly crashed his lips onto mine.

The kiss was gentle, yet still passionate. I tasted him, finding contentment of how perfectly his lips molded onto mine. He holds my face with both his hands, deepening the kiss. A moan ended up slipping from my throat when his tongue intruded inside my mouth. I wrap my hands around Haechan, enjoying this too much that I didn’t want to let go.

Unfortunately he's the first to pull away, both of us panting. His hands don’t let go from cupping my face as he leans down to my ear. “How about we continue this at my apartment?” he whispers into my ear. And so with a nod of my head, we hurriedly got into his car.

The car ride was silent, but the air felt heavy. Haechan’s hands on your thigh, fondling the flesh. You were sure your panties were soaked by this point. You seriously were growing impatient, you wanted nothing more but to have him within you already.

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Around 10 minutes later you both arrived at his apartment. You both hurriedly take off every article of clothing whilst kissing one another hungrily. You feel as his fingers slip to cup your sex before taking two of his fingers to glide along your pussy lips. The sensation causing you to pull away from the kiss panting and moaning.

“Feels good Y/N?” Haechan asks as he takes those two fingers to your clit where he begins rubbing it. “Y-Yes!” I say, coming out rather loudly. He smiles before continuing his ministrations on your cunt.

On the other hand, his mouth has found its way on your body. Kissing every part of you from your cheeks, jaw, collarbone, and your breasts. Using his free hand, Haechan fondles one of your breasts while his mouth kisses around your nipple, nipping on the skin which causes you to wince. His eyes look up, “You alright baby?” he asks. Baby, god that has a nice ring to it, don’t it?

“I-I’m fine, just feels so good,” I reply, bringing a hand to his fluffy hair. Taking that as his sign that you were fine he continued. He stuck his tongue out, teasing your bud before bringing your nipple to his mouth. He sucked on it, using his tongue to lick on your bud. Then you watched as Haechan kissed a bridge to your other breast, repeating his actions onto your other breasts.

At this point your brain started becoming foggy, his hands and mouth were god's work. “Fuck,” I moaned. Haechan departs from your breast, ”You gonna cum already?” I nod my head, but then he flips me around. My hands on the door, and when I whipped my head around to look at him, Haechan was already going down. “Spread your legs for me baby,” he says in a sultry voice. I complied, opening myself for him.

I felt as he slapped me on my ass, “Good girl” he muttered as he takes in the wet mess behind me. Gripping onto my thighs he begins to lick up all my juices, letting out a satisfied groan when he finally tastes me. “Taste so good, baby. Can’t believe you’re this wet already,” he says as he kisses the sensitive skin around my cunt.

“Please.. M-More,” I moaned. I couldn’t handle his teasing anymore, I wanted him to make me cum already– to make a mess of me. “My pleasure Y/N,” Haechan says before licking up my cunt in slow strokes. Then bringing his tongue to my clit to give it some licks before using his mouth to suction on it. The sensation leaving me drooling, chanting his name repeatedly like some prayer.

When he finally lets go of my clit, his mouth departs from my cunt. I was left confused for a second before I felt his thumbs spread my lips apart. A second later his tongue intrudes inside me so deep it had me pressing my cheek against the door. The pleasure had me crying out, “S-So good!”

His tongue pushes itself further inside my gummy walls, while one of his hands smacks down on one of my ass cheeks. The smack eliciting more pleasurable moans from me. I felt myself growing close to cumming all over his face, just a little more…

Haechan must’ve sensed it too by the way I began tightening around his tongue as he brought his thumb to my clit. Once more he rubs on the sensitive bud, then pinching it with the help of his index finger.

So close… So close, but then he takes out his tongue. However I didn't get to whine at the loss of sensation because he quickly brought two fingers from his unoccupied hand inside my hole. His fingers stretched me out wonderfully, reaching me deep inside, and the pace kept above 100.

And with one final pinch on my clit, I gushed all over. Taking his fingers out quickly to capture all my juices as they leaked. He drank me up, from my cunt to my thighs. Like a starved man he managed to clean me all up.

Finally getting up, Haechan reaches me. He stares for a while, taking in my fucked out state. “You did so good,” he mutters, pecking my temple. “However, we’re not done yet so don’t fall asleep on me just yet.” As he said that he presses his hard cock in between my ass and rubbing it against my fucked out cunt. I swear I almost went crazy from the way his tip rubbed against my clit. I press myself against him more, wiggling my ass for him. I hear as he lets out a low chuckle before grabbing the sides of my ass and shoving himself in me with one swift move.

I yelp forward against the door, my first clenching. His hands gripping onto my waist, his finger tips sure to leave little crescent moons when all this is done. He pounded into me like a madman, rough and merciless. I was too engulfed in the pleasurable feeling of his tip reaching my womb that I didn’t mind his thrusting. He didn’t falter even after a while, grunting whenever he felt me clench around his cock.

The sounds of skin slapping and the squelching wetness were all you could hear throughout his apartment. You’d secretly hoped his room was soundproof because the obscene noises you two were making were sure to bring the neighbors complaining. However in Haechan’s mind he didn’t care one bit. Your noises were just too beautiful, becoming his new favorite song he wished to listen to on replay every single second of his days. Haechan glances down to where you both were connected, noting the white ring formed around his cock. Weirdly, but not weirdly turning him on all the more. You didn’t know if it was possible, but he picked up his pace.

Both of you growing close to your releases. Guiding one of his hands off your hips and to your swollen clit he works you closer to your second orgasm. All the more kissing his way up to your neck when he nibbles on the exposed skin when you tilt your head to the side. A thrust or two later, rolling your eyes back and fingertips piercing into your palms you have the most euphoric orgasm of the night– no of your life.

Taking his lips off you, he glances down to your gushing hole. Your orgasm coating all over his dick and pussy clenching around him, he twitches inside you before releasing. His cum coating your walls, stuffing you.

Taking his cock out, still half hard, he glances down at you as you collapse onto the floor. Your legs giving in, leaving you weak. He couldn’t stop thinking of how beautiful you look, and all like this because of him. Just those thoughts alone were enough to get him hard again. Haechan decides he hasn’t had enough yet and picks you up.

Hazily, you watch him carry you into his bedroom. He places you down first before sitting on the edge of the bed. He turns around to meet your eyes. “Come here,” he said, signaling you to come sit on his lap. Once again obliging, sitting on his lap. His hard cock resting in between your bodies, you bite on your bottom lip when you feel his tip rub against your stomach.

“Sit on it baby,” he whispers into your ear. Your eyes go wide for a moment before taking his cock in your hand, lifting yourself up so you slide it inside you again. In this position his cock reaches you deeply, fitting snug into you. “All that fucking with my fingers, mouth, and cock but you’re still so tight,” he whispers into your ear. His hot breath turning you on. He kisses his way to your neck, marking you even more. You were his after all.

“Come on baby, don’t be shy,” Haechan urges me. So placing my hands on his shoulders and lifting myself up, I slam down back onto him. My eyes widened at the way he reached me again, his cock feeling as though it was made specially for me.

I continued working my way on his cock, going at my own pace. Although to this Haechan felt as though he was being tortured. He felt as though you were teasing him; the way your face would scrunch up in pleasure, your low moans, your tits bouncing– all of it was torture to him. Having had enough, he brings his hands to your hips again.

He helps you bounce on his cock, faster and faster. The deep penetration, caused you to clench around him once more, squeezing him for all he’s worth. He groans, bringing his hand to your tit, squeezing it and using his fingers to pinch on your bud.

Letting go of his shoulders you bring your arms behind you, resting your hands on his knees. Thrusting into him this way on your own, he lets go of your hips now playing with your tits with both his hands. Later bringing his mouth into the mix as he licks on your nipples again, occasionally biting on your buds.

Your pace begins to falter, growing closer to your release again. Feeling too as Haechan’s cock twitches inside you, you bring one of your hands to your clit where you begin to play with it. His eyes begin watching you, enjoying the view in front of him. He hopes to engrave this memory into his brain forever.

“Le-Let’s cum together,” I moaned. “Mmm, cum on my cock for me again baby,” Haechan says. Your pussy obeying him, cumming on his cock for a third time tonight as his hot white seeds fill inside you again. Overwhelmed and exhausted from the pleasure, you both collapse on the bed, Haechan’s cock still inside you. He didn’t wanna slip out just yet.

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Eyes fluttering open, the morning sun peeking in through the curtains. You’ve finally awakened from your slumber, turning to your side but are met with nothing. The memories of last night's activities flood into your brain. You feel your face heat up. Oh god, I thought. Glancing down, I noticed I was now dressed in an over-sized shirt. It’s probably- “Sleep well,” he says, walking into the room. Well, well speak of the devil.

I tuck my hair behind my ear, smiling at him. “Mmm, best I’ve ever slept!” I say cheerfully. He smiles– that smile I knew from all those years ago. Walking over to me, he cups my face. “I love you.” I swear my smile reaches my eyes at his words, “I love you too, always have and always will.”

“You’ll be the death of me,” he mutters before bringing his lips onto mine. Kissing delicately and with so much love.

When he parted, he asked me something– “Will you be my girlfriend?” I didn’t hesitate as I jumped into his arms, “Yes!” I repeated.

Sharing another kiss, we spent the rest of the morning and day with one another. Enjoying one another like a couple of teenagers in love, making up for lost time.

2024.07.21

final a.n: as promised, the fic of the week! i’m truly sorry it took longer than anticipated, i was working on my final the whoke week ㅠㅠ but now i should be free for the rest of the summer!!! anyhow im rlly excited for next week, kcon && seeing 127, practically sobbing ahhh! anyhow i hope to be back soon with doyoung’s story next, stay tuned! please continue supporting “WALK” !!! 🤍

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cinnastray · 1 year ago

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I made the original artwork for Royal Talens after they sent me a set of Pantone markers for testing. Some people said they really like the illustration and want it as a print, so I said alright, cool :]

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werezmastarbucks · 8 days ago

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20. when a leaf turns

flowers over boys masterlist

in which Jin scares seagulls and Jimin builds a cute pyramid

word count: 4282

warnings: yes in my story street vendor can read hanmun. sue me

a butterfly is flapping its green wings around Jimin's head and you can't believe this dude. he is blind, staring through the garden with his turquoise eyes, feeling the insect.

"what colour?" he asks quickly. by the motion of his head you understand he hears it and can even locate its constantly changing position.

"light-green, the inner side of a leaf".

Jiji-Suga gets into the hunter mode. he is staring at the butterfly from the ground, his slender, angular body pressed against the stone.

"do you not see anything? is there shining at least?" you ask, "or just..."

"just nothing. i don't know what you mean by 'see'. i 'see' everything and nothing. i don't know the expression of your face, but i understand you even when you're away from me".

"like you always have", you confirm, shrugging. that is nothing new.

"this ability of yours", you begin again, "seems a little supernatural, no?"

Jimin lifts his eyebrows indifferently. if he has existed in this world forever, the notion of supernatural might mean nothing to him.

he can hear Jungkook's laughter before you. him and Jiji-Suga both lift their chins. the green butterfly disappears inside the garden, among the fruit trees that only slowly now beginning to lose leaves.

soon, you can hear it too. the sound of life. Taehyung's careful, low baritone, and Jungkook's sunny soundtrack. you share the skill of seeing Jungkook's face before you actually see it; but only because you know it so well. Monkey Prince shows his teeth when laughing, and throws his head back. only, you keep picturing him with short hair, forgetting that Seokjin and Jimin are the only ones who don't wear locks.

they appear inside the corridor. Jungkook is carrying a sack in his hands hug-style, and Tae is swinging some harness in the air. when together, they are no bigger than boys.

"Jiji!" Taehyung yelps from the corridor. he swings over the banister easily, which reminds you of his sword dance. Jungkook only softly smiles and continues his walk down, approaching you.

"you're leaving?"

"two hours", he reports, words like little peas from his teeth. he exits into the garden by the stone path. the noise they are bringing with themselves isn't pleasant to the black cat: he is trying to get away from Taehyung who bends his knees, chasing. Jimin sighs. Jungkook looks around: the habit you learnt all too well. always checking if there's a pair of eyes - or ears - around that will report the banned activity to uncle.

you can't imagine Yoongi scolding him too much. but Jungkook never misses his chance to be difficult with you.

he perches himself on the large stone you're sharing with Jimin. you have to scoot closer to the counselor to let him fit, and his thigh presses against you firmly. caught in between Jikook, you watch the royal guard in travelling black running through the garden. Jiji-Suga is pacing away from him lazily, not really scared, just irritated.

"you sure about the information Namjoon gave you?" you ask.

Jungkook has to lower his chin to look at you: too close. his huge boba eyes slide off your healing cut on the lip. he shakes his head unevenly.

"as long as he is within shooting distance, we are alright".

"you don't trust him either?"

Jimin tilts his head.

"weren't you the one who begged for him to be found?"

"and now he is getting the best out of uncle", Monkey gives a breathy chuckle. you haven't worked with Namjoon since the day he paid for you at the market. clearly he hasn't been assigned the gardener position; he was nowhere to be found at the palace; and he wasn't outside. you caught glimpses of him as you worked, alone. he is always accompanied by someone, never left to stray.

"keeps asking every little thing about you; when you arrived and why you're at the palace, and who you are friends with".

Jimin hums under his nose. his hum is similar to a birdsong.

"so don't be surprised if Namjoon doesn't make it back".

your head snaps towards him.

"no".

"you are trying to balance too many things in just one pair of hands", Jimin chimes in. Jungkook looks at you like you are in on a secret, and then rolls his eyes with a smile. you immediately report it to counselor just to be funny. Taehyung gives up. Jiji-Suga is enjoying the sun on a lying stone in the middle of a flower bed. the guard swings the harness again.

"Jungkook, we have to go".

"maybe he is just curious", you muse aloud. Jungkook's grin leaves you no more room for excuses.

"or he is a born antagonist".

Monkey gets up from the stone, and you can finally move away from Jimin's warm side. you two sit comfortably again.

the two troublemakers stand in front of you, throwing a shadow on Jimin's beautiful frame. his face feels the lack of the sun, and he lifts his nose.

"be careful", he advises.

"you keep an eye on her", Jungkook just doesn't stop smiling, whatever he speaks about. it suits him enormously. his side bangs frame his face, making him look like a true prince. Jimin slightly opens his mouth and sneers at this joke. the joke must be a hundred years old.

"no, you seriously be careful", you nod, "i have a very bad feeling about this".

Taehyung looks at you attentively, a small crease between his thin eyebrows. but the king's nephew either doesn't take it seriously, or knows something you don't:

"it's just Europeans. against us".

seagulls scream somewhere beyond the roofs of the labyrinth corridors. you haven't had a long conversation with Jiyoung in a while.

"what's that supposed to mean?" you wonder. Jungkook is insanely attractive when he is smug:

"my uncle Agust once slew forty swordsmen without lifting his own. all that, alone".

now it's your turn to frown.

"is that one of those myths about him? like where he jumps over palace walls and does Hong Kong deliveries?"

Taehyung narrows his eyes. Jungkook lifts one corner of his mouth:

"no, that is an absolute truth. let's go, Taehyungie".

"fighting", you utter out of habit, throwing it at them like your lucky charm. like a prayer. the weather is nice, sky is clear, but your mind is cast. Jungkook picks the sack from the ground and hugs it again, and they leave. no whiff of Namjoon anywhere, and you worry. you worry, worry. 21st century paranoia and earned anxiety seeps back into your brain, for the first time in a long while. one great thing about working your bones off in the garden? you stop overthinking. no time for it. now that your job has become so much simpler, it all returns again.

you look at Jimin's intricately designed profile.

"why did you tell Yoongi that i was a traveller from another world? you know it's not true".

Jimin gasps charmingly. he is staring through the garden like he is admiring it. you wonder if maybe anemones never made it here before because they don't have a scent? in that case, the Night Garden could use a laburnum.

"such atrocious lie spoken in a dead voice. y/n, are you really that terrified?"

"what you have already dug may have serious consequences".

he is really listening. his small hands, resting on his lap, twirl a small blue bugle flower you gave him an hour ago. in his fingers, it just refuses to wilt. Jimin doesn't smile anymore.

"what kind?"

"serious", you repeat, "whatever you think you know... whatever i allowed to drop, because i am a fucking idiot, shouldn't leave these walls".

"you lower your guard around us greatly", he notes.

"yeah duh".

he chuckles at that.

"don't worry", there's a smile in his voice. ocean-blue eyes move closer to you, "Yoongi is the kind of person to hide treasure and keep it in the dark until the end of times".

that surprisingly consoles you a little bit.

"don't you have work to do?" he reminds softly. you huff.

"listen to the seeds wake up under the ground?"

"can you bring over some flowers to my room, as well?"

"of course. what smell do you want?"

"lavender".

you put your hand on top of his palm. his skin is silky-soft, unlike yours. no; not the fat, not the maids' secret lotions can make your hands go back to their third milleniumm glory.

"honey, i will fill your room with lavender".

Jimin smiles gently. some bug lands into his slightly purple hair, and you shoo it away.

"i don't mind", Jimin says.

the king's party leaves, and the palace continues on without them.

life crawls quietly, days filled with steady work and gradually worsening weather. finally. maybe Jungkook takes the summer away with him at last; it rains more and shines less. Jiji-Suga prefers to spend time inside, his favourite place being the tapestry room where he first crawled onto your lap.

Jiyoung visits the Garden of the South, just like all others, to prepare it for cold times. protection needs to be installed for many bushes. some flowers are covered.

on her wrist, Jiyoung's Heart, the peas throbbing rhythmically. she observes the spot where you had planted anemones, and asks:

"have you sanded them?"

"yes".

"soaked?"

"i soaked them in your room, don't you remember?"

"right".

she hugs her elbows.

"it will still take a long time".

"i know".

"why anemones? there are more dignified flowers for the king".

you can't explain the stubborness, but it doesn't matter either, because Yoongi had already accepted it.

"it will look hideous..." Jiyoung hums, "but we could build a greenhouse for it. especially if we want them to grow during winter".

you slap yourself on the forehead. how haven't you thought about it earlier?

she calls Yu and two more girls, and they gather around, measuring the ground.

"we'll do it", Jiyoung promises. she smiles at you, "you go pick lavender then".

the girls exchange looks.

"she is bringing flowers to counselor's chamber", Jiyoung snickers, and it's the first time you want to smack her on the shoulder. Yu raises her eyebrows:

"you must have seen the ghost without the mask, as well?"

you nod, entertained.

"what does he look like?!"

"like a little chick", you shrug. three confused faces.

"chick?"

"you know. a chick. a baby chick", you lick your lips, having fun. has been a while. "ppo! ppa! ppoo!"

Jiyoung rolls her eyes. you thank them and leave to go to the Eastern Garden where alpine flowers still bloom.

Jimin's chamber on the second floor of the northern part of the palace looks out neatly on the Night Garden. naturally. once you open the window, the sweet scent penetrates it. opposite windows are Yoongi's chamber. you wonder if they used to chat like this over the yard when they were younger.

his room is spare of the extra stuff; stuff he has no need of. but the wall to the left of his bed is all spotted with ceramic and wooden masks, bright like flowers themselves, with his intricate and curious demon and fae faces. you spend a good amount of time just staring at them when you enter for the first time. his silk slippers giving him the light step of a ghost under his bed; which is actually elevated. nothing more, really; behind the sliding doors to the right must be his robes. no paintings or figurines; but the room breathes charm and mystery. you walk over to the empty corner and realize he doesn't even have anything resembling a night stand. nowhere to place the flowers.

"just put the vases on the floor", he shrugs. you shove a rice ball into your mouth and chew.

"won't you kick them by accident?"

"are you trying to insult me?" he wonders. his plump lips pout but tremble, trying to push back a smile.

"you like minimalism, don't you?"

"suppose so. can you finish quickly?" he nods at the food in your hand, eyes up in the sky, "it smells".

"well, excuse me, black swan", you move away slightly. Jiji-Suga stands on his back feet to sniff. you put the rice closer to his nose, and he licks your fingers.

"what's that sound?.."

damn, the kitty is so loud.

"oh no, don't do that. sharing food with an animal! are you..." he cuts himself off, and you turn, amused.

"what? barbarian?"

Jimin produces an 'ourgh', offended to the depths of his soul, and gets up. against the green tapestry, he looks like a piece of art himself.

"okay, i'll get going", you drop the rest of the rice for the cat, and he starts chewing it from the floor.

you bring lavender handfuls into his chamber and place them by the wall and below the window. the room looks like spring returned. make a mental note to yourself to ask him who designed his masks and whether he had a say in it.

nobody else, really, to hang out here with, now that Taehyung is gone, and you are secluded inside the palace territory. Jiyoung is constantly busy, and you have work of your own: it's been weeks, so some arrangements need changing. with coming season, they need adjustment, too. you sometimes sit by the royal stairs and look at the forest beyond, growing more yellow, wondering what the winter will look like.

it's been ten days since the company had left, and of course they do not message you on insta to say how they are doing. there's no instagram in Joseon. only, maybe, mail crows? you have no idea. or maybe they have those people like in Greece, who run really fast and carry letters. whatever the manner is, no word from them. Jimin seems calm, and you rest on that.

the chamber Yoongi had chosen for you is situated in the depths of the palace, the window looking out into the Eastern Garden. you don't know if it's a coincidence or not. it's the same size as Jimin's, but with an intricate resting bench with golden flower patterns. bed is a futon lying on the short-legged carcass of red wood. on the opposite wall, a beautifully painted scene: mountain hill, pine trees, and forest animals scattered among them. without looking closely, you will not spot them. it's a sort of a puzzle, a good entertainment, to find them all. some black monkeys, red-legged birds, serpents almost blending in with the trees, and even a striped orange tail peeking out. at nights, before falling asleep, as you listen to the quiet palace breathing and peacocks tearing their throats, with Jiji-Suga below your rib, you watch the forest, and it slips easily into your dreams.

wherever are they, and are they alright? in your dreams, Yoongi fights forty people at once. your brain is trying to show you something your ear got stuck on: forty swordsmen without lifting his own. what, with bare hands? how is that possible? in the dream, Yoongi has his hwando, then doesn't. you wake up a little confused.

you bow and push on the handle. the heavy bucket ascends slowly. since the heat went away, it's easier to function, and you don't even sweat as much anymore. it's only your back that suffers, gathering water and carrying it, among other heavy things, around. you sincerely miss that one massage Jimin gave you; consider begging him for another.

before the bucket makes it to the surface of the well, the seagulls on the roof of the compost shed get startled by something, and startle you in turn. you flinch - hand slides off the handle, a splinter driving smoothly into the side of your finger. you curse sharply, out loud, and then see Seokjin himself stumbling into the back yard.

"how did you scare the birds?" you yell.

he looks like he's in a hurry. you haven't seen him in a while. in his better robe, like he's dressed for an occasion, he is pacing towards you, looking over his shoulder.

"shouted. finally i found you", he grumbles. you notice why he is cautious: a couple of guards are trying to catch up. Jin is now running towards you like you are his safe place.

the guards look slightly embarrassed; one of them lacks the headband that Seokjin is clutching in his left hand. you can see it: tried to seize him, probably didn't tell them why he's here. but, being Seokjin, he couldn't stand for such outrage. so he probably slapped them around and bolted. Jin makes it to you, while you study your poor finger. he grabs your shoulders with his huge hands, and you sway.

he knows what he is doing.

guards freeze in their places and look away immediately. Seokjin chuckles behind your back.

"what? cowards?" he coos from the safety of your back. you can't help but laugh. the two men pretend to be very interested in the old sheds. the seagulls lazily return.

"you're the one hiding behind a girl's back", one of them says. Seokjin, who is two heads taller than you, squeezes your shoulders involuntarily,

"the most freakiest girl in Changdeokgung, by the way".

oh, you got them good. he learnt that word from you. your presence is creeping straight into the core of Joseon.

you step forward to test if it will scare them. the guards step back. Seokjin understands your idea and lets go. you jump. the guards jump back like scared rabbits.

"okay", you brush them away, "he will do no harm, he is a friend. you know that".

one of the men looks at Jin over your shoulder. then nudges the other with his hand, and they leave reluctantly.

"got a splinter", you murmur, turning to him. "see".

"leave it", Jin orders. before he says something else, you look up.

"nah. help me with water first".

he clicks his tongue and sucks on his lower lip, rolling his big beautiful brown eyes. with his strong hands, he gathers a new bucket of water and picks it up with ease.

"where?"

"Western Garden", you say, and the both of you set off.

"what did you dress up for?"

you look at his soft hair ruffled by the light wind. it's still warm, so your collar is opened.

"going to the palace".

"you missed me?"

Jin looks at you incredulously.

"little one, i already told you..."

"you're not my type either, Jinnie, but i still miss you".

he hums, comforted.

"need to find Jimin", he whispers, "as well. something happened".

you gulp in spite of yourself. and the next ten minutes become torturous. you make it to the Western Garden. Jin is unafraid to be seen with you, unlike Taehyung. because, unlike Taehyung, he has a meat cleaver and is ready to use it. he pours the water under the plants you point to, and then you can't wait anymore; you abandon the bucket by the path and go searching for Jimin. peacocks make Jin frown like he sees competition in them; he steps carefully around the birds. you always count them nowadays, scared that Jiji-Suga will really go on and hunt them. he does look like a feline who takes on bigger prey.

Jimin is found eventually near the palace temple, arranging little stones into a pyramid that has nothing in common with religion. the boy is simply having fun.

in his silk palace dress, he is squatting the way only Yoongi could have taught him; his ass sticking out, the tip of his tongue sticking out. you ask yourself if Jimin just... wanders around when the king isn't here? doesn't he have some spying to do? or whatever it is that he does in general?

"Jimin", you call.

"ye-es", he responds, a little whiney.

"Jin is here".

Jin cranes his neck to look at the pyramid. with one hand, Jimin places a stone, and with the other, lightly touches the construction with the very tips of his fingers.

"i know. i can smell death on him".

"tsk. i bathed".

"and groomed his hair", you add, to help him.

Jimin turns around, lids of his eyes half closed.

"how are lavender dreams?"

"breezy", he replies, then unbends his knees and adjusts his robe. "what do you guys say we choke all Jungkook's peacocks and blame it on Jiji?"

"i will not allow it", you say.

"they just won't let me sleep. don't you hear them? so loud", his bright eyes have expression in them even though they serve no purpose except to mesmerize. you know they mesmerize, because Jin, who isn't used to seeing Jimin often, can't look away.

you move around the tiny yard next to the temple. like three hands of a watch; then gather again at Jimin's little uneven pyramid.

"any animal noises are soothing to me", you say. Seokjin looks at you with an unpleasant glint in his eyes.

"any?"

"oh, please!" you almost shout. he grins, showing teeth. next to Jimin, he is too tall. the counselor sniffs the air curiously.

"what is it you wanted to say, Jin?"

"the witch came to me this morning", he drops it like it's a normal thing that happens regularly.

"the witch?" you ask. "which witch?"

"the pharmacist. the one who sold you the seeds".

"and?"

Jin looks at Jimin like he can help him somehow.

"she said she has a prophecy for me".

you all fall silent for a while. even the fountain nearby kind of stops dripping.

"about?"

"uh... us", he is still looking at Jimin, not knowing that he doesn't have the habit to turn his face towards the person he is talking to. Jimin simply half-blinks elegantly, listening.

"you guys? you boys?" you can't breathe.

"i think she saw Namjoon and decided something... the same thing that you kept talking about", Seokjin nods. he is quite nervous, unsure, frowns. he takes out a piece of paper from his pouch and wants to give it to Jimin, then remembers, and hands it to you. you take one look at it.

"i still can't read Hanmun", you guide his hand back to him. he purses his lips and reads:

"gather seven, unsheathe the purple flower, and the tiger kingdom shall thrive on venom. three grams of pepper after breakfast with frog sal- oh, it must be a piece of someone's prescription".

Jin looks at the both of you expectantly. you feel your nostrils flare.

"why", you start slowly, "is it that every time there's a prophecy, it always has to be a fucking puzzle?"

Jimin shrugs.

"this one doesn't look that convoluted. seven must be us? why did she come to you, Seokjin?"

"she said it's because i am the eldest. which i guess is true. i am thirty-six?" and he looks at you like you're supposed to know. he whispers,

"how old is the wang?"

"mentally or biologically?"

he clicks his tongue again. he is too rattled by it, and Jimin isn't rattled enough.

"Namjoonie should be a year younger than Yoongi", you muse. "even though in this realm, the gap between Yoongi and Jungkook is bigger".

this must be, so far, the biggest fuck up you've had. two faces turn ton you.

"in this realm?"

you grunt with a stretch, lowering yourself on a stone, and hide your face in your hands.

counselor nods.

"proceeding. unsheathe the purple flower? like a weapon? this could prove to be less obvious".

Seokjin brings a hand to his forehead.

"and which purple flower? there are so many".

"Smeraldo?" you muse, barely hearing him. Jimin goes blurry before your eyes. "but no, Smeraldo is blue".

you knew their meeting meant something. their set. ot7.

there isn't a single dimension where these seven boys together don't make up something meaningful. maybe it's about celestial fate. maybe it's cosmic and beyond you. but it makes sense.

Jin blinks several times, folds the paper and removes it.

"no", Jimin nods at him, "destroy it".

you are both surprised.

"why?"

"i memorized it. no reason for it to stay".

he puts out his hand. Jin hands him the paper after a while.

"i will burn it".

"should we go consult with the shaman?" you suddenly recall, "this place has one, right?"

Jimin shakes his head. the paper disappears in the folds of his green silk dress. it's like he is trying to resemble the butterfly he never got to see.

"the shaman always travels with wang".

you pick at the aching little spot on your finger. squint your eyes. you can see the tiny splinter under the skin.

"there are too many varieties of venom in this world", Jin says, "to know exactly which venom the tiger kingdom will thrive".

"just to clarify", you nod, "the tiger kingdom is Joseon, right?"

"yes", they respond in unison. their voices harmonize. Jin looks like he has come to terms with the idea of belonging to... the other six. although it took ruffling all his hair up.

"guess we will have to try every venom in existence", Jimin beams, although there's nothing to smile that brightly about.

you roll your eyes.

"it's impossible".

Seokjin produces a 'ha'.

"nothing is impossible for the king. i mean, he almost made a cultured person out of you".

you glare at him.

at night, you toss on your futon so much that Jiji-Suga leaves your bed and curls next to it, on the floor. tears choke you for the first time. not sadness, just emotion. you realize with shock that you... haven't cried properly here yet? sure, tears burst out of your eyes when Yoongi peeled some skin off the back of your hand; and you cried with anger after you stabbed that idiot in the black dungeon. and sometimes you'd sob with exhaustion, but those were all tears that didn't signify strong feeling. just a bodily function.

now you mean it. they fill the thin pillow and stain it, liquid snot coming out of your nose. maybe it's the built-up tension of being here for around... two? three months? you lost count of time.

in every universe, they find each other. sometimes with a gentle nudge from someone else. but they do. and when they do, they form something. and it makes you cry. your hand snakes under your light night dress and touches the tattoo that Jimin read with the tips of his fingers. seven. it's such pure pride, such pure love that doesn't involve you, and it's beautiful. you don't even care about the rest of the prophecy that much; it's the beginning. seven. they are always together. youth came back. you wish the other people, the armys who aren't time travellers, could know. that you could somehow let them know. that this all has meaning. let them never ask you 'why??' again. they must know by now.

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#bts au #bts x reader #bts x y/n #bts imagine

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imthepunchlord · 8 months ago

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WARNING SLIGHT DANDADAN SPOILERS

Nothing major, but still, just be aware I'll be talking about some minor details we have from the manga so far.

One of the biggest curiosities for me is Okarun's home life and family. As Dandadan has 175 chapters out and well, there's still nothing on his family or home life. And he's the only major lead character to just not have anything offered.

We know Momo's parents are dead and she lives with her grandma.

We know Aira lives with her father.

We know Jiji lives with his parents.

But we just got zilch on Okarun himself.

And there's just some odd and slightly concerning details I see that make me wonder if things at home are ok.

In the age of tech, Okarun has a flip phone over a smart phone. Only one so far to have a flip phone while all others have a smart phones.

Nor does he have a computer at home.

And then you have detail of him wanting to be abducted by aliens, even as a kid.

Which suggests that home isn't really a home for him, he place he doesn't like returning to. A place he'd rather leave. To literally be taken by aliens.

In contrast, the Ayase residence he happily refers to feeling like home. A place to belong and to feel happy to be.

And there are times he stays at the Ayase residence for a good few days, and there's just nothing on needing to contact family. Why, at the end of dealing with Turbo Granny's curse, when he's finally going home without needing Momo to suppress the curse, he's about to bike home without someone coming to get him.

Mindful, I could just be overthinking what his set up could be, as we just don't really have any information on what his home life and family is like. But man I just kinda wonder, is his home life ok?

So I'm curious on what a majority think.

#dandadan #dandadan poll #dandadan ken takakura #okarun #ken “okarun” takakura #dandadan theory

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rinseveryday · 6 months ago

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Rin calling Yuri "kaa-chan" is so cute and innocent 🥺🥺 Rin calls Shiro "Jiji" is affectionate, but the contrast between what he calls his two parents without context 💀

It is!! I love how Rin is very open when it comes to calling people how he feels about them. (as compared to Yukio calling Rin "nii-san" all the time despite RIn always referring to himself as "nii-chan") Shiro deserves to be called kuso jiji ngl lmao

For those who don't know, the great thing about the Japanese language is how you can use different terms and add different honorifics while referring to/talking to people, usually to show closeness, respect, and stuff like that.

"Kaa-chan" is an endearing way of saying "okaa-san" or "(my) mother."

"jiji" is a very informal way of calling any old man. Like, beyond middle aged old man or uncle, I believe.

"(My) father" would usually be "otou-san" (respectful) or "tou-chan" (endearing) if we were to match how he calls Yuri. When Rin's sad or serious, he calls Shiro "tou-san" but never to his face LMAO. When talking to Shiro, he called him a random "shitty old man"

#rin okumura #shiro fujimoto #yuri egin #blue exorcist #ask #ao no exorcist #aoex

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hiya hiya! I’m not too sure if you’re accepting requests atm or not, but if so — could I request little ash lynx hcs? banana fish has such an insane lack of content, it’s bizarre… i think the poor guy deserves a pacifier. if you’re not accepting for banana fish anymore or for any other reasons that’s alright! I realize the intro post was from like … 2024, so it may not have been updated hejrhej.

thanks in advance dude !! 🤍

note: dont apologize at all im MORE than excited to do baby ash!! i actually think of him quite often but just never got around to making a post so its the perfect opportunity! :3 my intro post is from 2024 but instead of making a new one i just add edits to that one, so its up to date :3 this ask actually made me think about banana fish again after a while and now i may rewatch it because i miss it and its very important to me 😭💕

ash lynx age regression headcanons ⋆.˚⟡ ࣪ ˖

these headcanons are made with the idea of them having an alternative happy ending in mind but its applicable to the canon storyline as well :3 there is some angst, but nothing hardcore or in detail and hopefully not triggering to anyone :)

⋆˚࿔ for ashs age range, id say he regresses pretty young, like baby range, to probably about 1-3 years old. his brain regresses so young because its never felt cared for and in order to heal he needs to allow himself a safe space to completely be taken of by someone else <3

⋆˚࿔ eiji is his main caregiver. honestly id say shorter would be a caregiver too, but i think ash, due to how his life was, and being the leader of a gang and such things, was not open about his age regression at ALL. not even to shorter. he couldnt allow himself to be seen as weak or vulnerable in any way. i would say ash didnt even know what age regression was, he just thought of his time regressing as a time where he was feeling out of it and vulnerable and he couldnt allow himself to be seen like that. eventually though, once eiji breaks down his walls and provides him with a safe space they learn together about age regression and after a lot of anxiety and fear and pushback, ash lets eiji take care of him. subsequently after a while, he lets shorter in on the information too, and MAYBE every now and again shorter will babysit ash :3

⋆˚࿔ i know the request wasnt for caregiver eiji and baby ash, but i genuinely cannot see ash letting down his walls so vulnerably to anyone but eiji, so caregiver headcanons will be about eiji <3 nicknames eiji calls ash: sweetheart, angel, baby, honey, little guy. nicknames ash calls eiji: jiji, dada

⋆˚࿔ the poor baby is scared of halloween movies 😭💕 the nightmare before christmas is not even an option or else he ends up in tears, the poor little guy 🥹 the possibility of pumpkins is too much… he also doesnt like the scary figures in general. his whole life is full of evil scary people, when he regresses he needs nice, soft, gentle activities and media. i think hed like 90s/2000s kids stuff, specifically moomin valley comes to mind, i think eiji would like its calming nature too, but just as long as its not too scary its okay

⋆˚࿔ ash doesnt really have much gear or special regression stuff. he usually wears his regular pajamas/comfy clothes, and i think he has likely a bottle and a sippy cup, a couple of stuffies, and a few toys like something to color. he doesnt strike me as the type to go all out with the physical gear, i think he works with what he already had, or stuff you could get in a pinch

⋆˚࿔ sometimes if ash is having a bad day or regressing due to something traumatic/traumatic memories he wont be able to tolerate touch. hes already iffy with touch at best when hes not regressed, but if hes regressed AND having bad memories/feelings/experiences its an absolute no. but also i think eijis touch helps him calm down, because he knows logically he can trust eiji. his nervous system betrays him though, and he cant hell but flinch or have a panic attack and cry when anyone touches him during these moments. he and eiji have found a solution by not initiating skin to skin contact unless ash says yes, and eiji not actually beginning to touch him until ash says absolutely yes. eiji will hold ash and calm him down in his lap while ash is wrapped in a blanket and wearing long sleeves/pants/etc so as to not accidentally initiate any skin to skin contact. this isnt all the time, though, just if ash is having a particularly bad time :(

⋆˚࿔ eiji loves to hold the baby to his chest, wrapped up all safe and secure and hidden from the scary, bad parts of the world, in his arms. ash has never felt safer or more loved in his life than when eiji hold him close and presses their noses together, and tells him softly, not even above a whisper, how absolutely precious he is, how cherished and sacred he is, what a good, sweet baby he is, what a gentle soil he is. he tells him how much he loves him and that hed do anything to keep him safe and out of harms way. he tells him no one can hurt him here, that instead of taking care of everyone else, its ashs turn to finally be taken care of and protected. ash has cried (happy? tears) a few times when eiji told him this, hes never felt so at peace.

⋆˚࿔ i cant see ash using a pacifier tbh, i think if he were to put anything in his mouth itd just be his thumb. like i said before hes not really the kind to go all out on gear, and though eiji wishes he could spoil him, hehe, he respects ashs own way of healing. if this is what makes him feel safest then so be it, eiji will support him all the way.

⋆˚࿔ hes a big fan of peekaboo! hed never get tired of it :) generally, other things he likes when regressed include: watching cozy shows/movies, cuddling with his stuffies and eiji, snuggling under a blanket, drinking hot cocoa and/or chocolate milk, drawing, watching the sky, and especially listening to eiji read stories. oh my goodness hed sit there all day and listen to eiji read to him, its his favorite thing ever. ash already loves books and reading, but eiji reading to him in his gentle voice is so special to him, its his two favorite things combined, books and eiji :)

⋆˚࿔ ash is a regressor due to cptsd so for him regression is about coping, its almost always involuntary, tbh i dont think ash would ever choose to voluntarily regress. not that hes against his regression because j beloeve with eiji he comes to accept it, but i think at that point he just views it as something he has to do to keep all his screws in place lol, not as something he necessarily would choose to do if he didnt have to. kind of purely for purpose, not really for relaxation or fun. but also that doesnt mean he always experiences negative feelings regression, sometimes his brain just needs a break from being big and cant hold itself together anymore unless he has some baby time!

⋆˚࿔ he had a VERY special teddy bear, named sugar, collectively by eiji and him hehe. he was a gift from eiji, something to coax ash into accepting his regression, and hes become ashs biggest comfort item, he sleeps with sugar, he cuddles with him, anything he does, sugar goes with him. hes a regular sized brown bear with a plaid little bow around his neck, and has curlyish fur thats the color of brown sugar!

⋆˚࿔ even though ash usually tries to avoid regressing around shorter due to aforementioned reasons, he looks up to shorter so much when hes feeling small. kind of like a big brother figure. all eiji hears after he hangs out with shorter prior to regressing is what they did together, how cool shorter is, how much he wishes he could be like him, its very adorable in eijis opinion hehe. he makes sure to let shorter know afterwards what the baby thinks of him hehe. shorter has been around a couple rare times when ash is regressing, and ash was extremely shy at first, barely even speaking, he didnt want shorter to look down on him or see him as weak, but of course shorter didnt, he wants his best friend to feel okay, and if regression is what helps him get there then hes in full support. i think in a way hes a “bad influence” to ash once they get past this though, in the way that he sneaks him extra candy, lets him stay up past his bedtime, teaches him bad words, that kinda stuff lol. ash will do ANYTHING shorter asks him to do or copy anything he does lol, shorter is very honored but may misuse his power lol. i dont think they necessarily cuddle together on purpose, not like ash and eiji, but they have definitely fallen asleep together watching big kid movies that ash probably shouldnt be seeing lolll, like disney XD stuff or a pg13 movie haha

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this got a bit long but i could talk about baby ash all day 🥹 hes so precious to me, literally THE regressor ever 💕 i might make more content in the future for him, you mayve jumpstarted the agere banana fish renaissance

#babyzai headcanons #babyzai asks #age regression #agere community #agere blog #sfw age regression #age regressor #agere sfw #age regression sfw #agere #sfw agere blog #safe agere #agere caregiver #agere little #sfw agere #fandom agere

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anqelified · 1 year ago

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⠀ ⠀ ♰ ㅤ⠀ ⠀( 줄리엣⠀ ) ...

★ — &. ABOUT ›

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ birth name: Lee Jieun ( 이지은 )

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ english name: Juliette Lee ( 이줄리엣 )

name meaning: The name Juliette is a girl's name of French origin meaning "little Julia". The name Juliette is derived from the classic name Juliet. The name Juliet is thought to be a form of the name Julius, which was a Roman family name.

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ nicknames: juliet ( everyone ), julie + ji ( close friends + nct ), jiji ( family + dreamies ), irl angel + sm’s angel + girlfriend ( fans ), korea’s little sister ( fans + korean public )

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ date of birth: October 31st, 2001 ( aged 23 )

zodiac sign: Scorpio

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ place of birth: Seoul, South Korea

hometown: Beverly Hills, California, U.S.A

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ nationality: Korean-American

ethnicity: Korean

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ physical details:

height: 5'7" (170cm )

weight: 97lbs (44kg )

blood type: A

hair color: brown - black - blonde

eye color: brown

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ gender & sexuality:

cisgender female - she/her

sexual orientation: not labeled

relationship status: not disclosed

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ languages: Korean ( 100% - Seoul Dialect ), English ( 95% - American ), Japanese ( 90% ), Mandarin ( 90% )

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ claims:

facial claim: lee chaein ( purple kiss ), shin yuna ( itzy ), other female idols/celebrities

speaking claim: park jiwon ( fromis_9 - Korean & English ), minatozaki sana ( twice - Japanese ), ning yizhuo ( æspa - Mandarin )

vocal claim: park jiwon ( fromis_9 ), ning yizhuo ( æspa )

rapping claim: park sooyoung ( red velvet )

dance claim: kang seulgi ( red velvet ), kim chungha

acting claim: roh jeongeui, kim hyewon

★ — &. CAREER ›

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ stage name: Juliette ( Jule-ee-ett )

backstory: she chose Juliette as her stage name since it is her English name. though many people pointed out it was also a SHINee song and eventually called her the Juliette.

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ agency: SM Entertainment ( 2012 - Present )

training period: 4 years~

idol debut date: August 25th, 2016

idol debut age: 14

acting debut age: 18

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ representative color: licorice ( #1B1212 )

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ representative emoji: 🐈‍⬛ / 🕷️ / (*´∀｀)

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ fandom name: capulets — in Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet, Juliet was born into the House of Capulet. Given that her fandom would be her “home”, Capulets was eventually brought up to lean in the Shakespearian concept of her name—as a solo artist.

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ known for: being sm’s angel, korea’s little sister, shinee’s juliette, being an all-rounder idol, having too many friends 🥲, her halloween birthday and sm’s halloween party, wildin’ after turning 18/21, always with the dreamies or aespa, appearing in concept trailers of other idol groups, an idol-butterfly or social butterfly, always yapping 24/7, granddaughter of the ▇▇▇▇ company, being a supposed chaebol, being a flirtatious person in general, love octagon between the dreamies

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ signature:

★ — &. PERSONAL ›

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ mbti: ENTJ ( Commander ) — a personality type with the Extraverted, Intuitive, Thinking, and Judging traits. they are decisive people who love momentum and accomplishment. they gather information to construct their creative visions but rarely hesitate for long before acting on them.

strengths: efficient, energetic, self-confident, strong-willed, strategic thinkers, charismatic and inspiring

weaknesses: stubborn, dominant, intolerant, impatient, arrogant, poor handling of emotions, cold and ruthless

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ likes: white noise, rain falling on the window, choreographing, non-scheduled days, classical music, indie games, the persona franchise, affection, handholding, her bf(s), karaoke, anime— kimi ni todoke, nana, a slient voice—, true crime . . .

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ dislikes: loud noises, super crowded environments, affection, feeling weak/overworked, mentions of her family, thunderstorms, horror games, anything creepypasta, racism & xenophobia, the dark . . .

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ phobias: atychiphobia ( fear of failure ), nosocomephobia ( fear of hospitals ), nyctophobia ( fear of the dark ), tonitrophobia ( fear of thunder ), lockiophobia ( fear of childbirth )

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ favorites:

colors: white, light pink & black

season: winter

animals: penguins, arctic foxes

number: 0

⁽ ୨୧ ⁾ immediate family: born into a rich and busy household, juliette had barely any time to spend with her parents and was sent to the united states early on with her aunt. although she did develop a resentment towards her parents, they support her from the sidelines. though she has a sibling, she doesn’t speak to him most of the time or rarely sees him due to her work and his position in the family business. barely any family photos are shown by the idol, which is the most secretive part about her.

father: kang sanghoon — born 1970 ( aged 54 ) in busan, south korea. works under the ▇▇▇▇ branch.

mother: lee naeun — born 1972 ( aged 52 ) in gwangju, south korea. works as the ▇▇▇▇ vice president.

brother: lee joo-won — born 1999 ( aged 25 ) in busan, south korea.

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pom-pom-party · 1 year ago

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[Idle Information #3]

Despite how obvious it is, Ji Ji wholly 100% believes his Miqo'te Disguise is flawless and no-one knows he's actually a Moogle. Most people just don't have the heart to burst his bubble as he seems so genuinely proud of it.

He did try a few other types of Mog-lymorphs [Full on shape changing magic, Polymorph Spells] but he felt too naked without his Pom, as if he'd lost something integral to his soul, so placing it on the end of a tail seemed the most 'reasonable' placement. He'd already given up his wings as none of the Eorzean races possessed that kind of trait.

As, after all, he'd seen many different types of Miqo'te tails, or feline animals in the wilds such as Coeurls or Chimeras, so the logic in his mind followed the same path - even though he's quite wrong about how the 'mortal' races and 'animals' really overlap.

The Pom itself is just as sensitive as it would be normally, and usually it's only Ji Ji himself that can touch it without flinching (As he will hold it to his chest sometimes and stroke the fur) - If he's allowed someone to do the same that's a great sign of friendship.

Texture wise, it's soft as clouds, and densely packed giving it a density that squishes somewhat solidly - it takes hours to dry off when it gets wet so it's avoided as much as possible, he himself will comb through it instead as a relaxing tail-care routine.

#[Jiji Information]#[his tail is like chinchilla fur - its very very soft]

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celiaelise · 7 months ago

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DANDADAN MANGA SPOILERS AHEAD

Oh my gosh I have been waiting SO LONG for Momo to use her powers to quell someone else's, like she did for Okarun in the very beginning. I was beginning to wonder if there was a reason she couldn't, like if that was a special instance? So I'm so excited that she can!! And the fact that she did it to 3 people at once is so badass!

(Love that Zuma called her "that tough girl", he's so RIGHT!)

I'm gonna be honest, sometimes I've been annoyed that they kept introducing new characters, it felt a little superfluous, but I think they're doing a really good job of managing them all, having them all work together but still be in character, etc. It's actually very cute and fun that they have a whole squad now, that they're planning meetups and looking out for each other! 🥰💛

Yayyyy Zuma gets to meet everyone! I do have to echo the other people who are confused about how long it's been since the events of the cursed trunk? I thought, like, a couple days to a week? But Zuma's story and hair make it seem like it must've been, like, 2 or 3 weeks at the least!

Isn't this all happening the same day as the two fights with Kouki? And isn't that Momo's first day back at school?? idk

Also, look at how stressed my poor baby boy is!

I love these panels of him, it's like he's angry and frustrated, but in a "little brother" sort of way. Like, he's stressed but it's not SERIOUS yet, but he does REALLY wish the others would cut the bullshit, they're ALWAYS dragging him into stuff like this, acting without information, and they are gonna be in SO much trouble when Mom finds out about this! (I'm not sure who Mom is in this analogy? Maybe Seiko? but honestly kind of Momo, given the way she shuts down their fight and makes them apologize to each other.)

Though it was honestly very sweet how quickly everyone rushed to protect Momo. And understandable! If my friend (and unspoken team leader) was three inches tall, I would probably also get very antsy seeing her being carried around by some strange guy, despite how powerful she is on her own! They didn't know!

Love how our man Okarun is gaining a Tough Guy reputation for the enviable skill of... going up and talking to people he doesn't really know. (I say that to be silly, but it is genuinely kind of a superpower when you're a teenager!)

Love that Momo was in the middle of inviting Zuma to her house before Jiji interrupted! I mean, like, obviously she would; she spent multiple days adventuring w the guy, but I just love how willing to help others and welcome them into her home she is! 🩵 (and Seiko, too!) It's one of my favorite things about her as a character, and, really, the tone of the story as a whole! Like, you're scared and confused and need help? I'm not sure what the problem is, we may not even really know each other, but come over for dinner, and we'll see what we can figure out together! 💕

Anyway, very good chapter, I gotta admit I'm much more invested in the kids' antics than whatever Seiko's got going on, especially once I realized the cursed items collector she was talking to was, in fact, a man, and not a beautiful butch woman. (He can join the club with Kabru and Mickbell from Dungeon Meshi.)

#dandadan #dan da dan #dandadan spoilers #dandadan manga #momo ayase #ayase momo #okarun #by elise #also is it just me or is Okarun's hair texture changing again? possibly going back to straight? but still messy

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mochiajclayne · 1 year ago

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Hi there,

I hope you're doing well.

i read your post regarding SasuSaku and Sarada as a family and you stole the words right off my mouth.

I'd like to know your thoughts and opinions on Sasuke Retsiden because from what I can see, its only Jun Esaka (a mere light novel writer that writes non canon stuff) all over the internet being equally all over about her Sasuke Retsuden. I haven't seen any other light novel writer being more active about something non canon. Even kishimoto himself doesnt behave like this regarding his own work.

I'd like to also know about your opinions regarding Jun Esaka ATTEMPTING to remove or metaphorically kill Karin Uzumaki by making the main villain a Karin look alike and giving her sensory abilities to Sakura, which again, makes no sense. Does that woman hate Karin and SK so much? Is that woman so threatened by the very thought of SK as a couple that she had to incorporate a villain that looks like Karin Uzumaki down to a tee?

These are just my thoughts and speculations but I'm also really interested in knowing your side of the story.

Thanks for reading my long comment and i wish you a wonder day/afternoon/evening/night

Hi, @theuntamedangel! I appreciate the long comment! I hope you have a wonderful day/afternoon/evening/night, too!

Before I share my thoughts about Sasuke Retsuden, let me share that I did, unfortunately, have a sasusaku phase. I know. Shocker. The entire lore is here in case you're interested (promise it's relevant to my explanation).

I did hear about Sasuke Retsuden when I was still in college. Bits of information, specifically, about the chakra ring and from a perspective of someone who used to ship sasusaku casually, my initial reaction was okay good for them and I went on with my day. Note that I wasn't as heavily engaged in the Naruto fandom like I do now so for me to isn't active back then, hearing about Sasuke Retsuden, speaks volume on how it is over the internet that it even reached me.

I hate Sasuke Retsuden. It's badly written, it's OOC especially for OG Naruto characters, and the canon inaccuracies are more than enough to drive me into aneurysm.

Below this cut is my detailed thoughts about Sasuke Retsuden.

The villain looking like the male version of Karin caught me off guard. I don't know what the intentions behind the character design but I think they aimed for association as Jiji, one of the characters from this godforsaken novel, reminded me of Juugo.

I am not a sasukarin shipper but I do understand where the shippers are speaking from. I think they'll make a cool couple because Karin actually freaking cares about Sasuke when shit gets serious and outside of her "gag", she respects Sasuke's boundaries. Might be speaking out of the box but this novel in its existence was meant to be sasusaku-centric so the possibility of being threatened by all Sasuke-related ships, especially those making far more sense than SS, is high. I don't think Jun Esaka hates Karin. I would dare say that she picked a random character that could work as a direct contender to Sakura and unfortunately, she decided to scapegoat Karin. Moreover, the entire sensory ability shtick added to Sakura was uncalled for. I would go even further and say that Esaka's version of Sakura is what her stans hailed her to be--a superior version of [insert any Naruto's female character]. Even their pink haired kunoichi is incredibly OOC here and you expect me to take her seriously?

The funniest thing about Sasuke Retsuden is the way that they had to use SNS at first, specifically, Sasuke's mission is to find a cure for that chakra illness that Naruto alone suffers. Sure, this is SS centric but it all comes down to Sasuke and Sakura working together to find a cure for Naruto. Now, she could just write a novel about SS without using Naruto's "sickness" as some kind of a plot device, right? But no, she had to convince us somehow and an effective way to do that is literally Naruto and Sasuke.

The dinosaur. Don't even get me started. Even tailed beasts cannot fight against Sharingan to the point that canon graciously provided us evidence of both Madara and Obito controlling the Nine Tailed Beast. The very same Sharingan that made the higher ups of Konoha suspect the Uchiha clan as mastermind for that same incident. We're talking about the same dojutsu that manipulated the Fourth Mizukage. The canon inaccuracy throws me off the loop.

More inaccuracies. Suddenly Sasuke is an Earth and Ice Style user. Wow. Conveniently forgetting about Kakashi mentioning in Part 1 how Ice Style is a Kekkei Genkai that even Sharingan can't copy. As far as Naruto canon goes, Sasuke is a Fire and Lightning Style user. I don't consider Boruto as canon but even that animanga doesn't show any moment of Sasuke using Earth Style. It's insane that people claimed this as canon.

THIS DISTURBING INTERACTION. I did say that the OG Naruto characters are OOC in this shitshow novel and yes, unfortunately that includes Sakura. We've seen the way she react around Naruto's sexy ninjutsu antics. Unless objectification of women or the mere implication of it doesn't perturb her, then it says more about how Esaka portrayed her. I'd personally file a restraining order when a guy says he'd settle for my old, half smoked cigarette butts. I'm surprised that she didn't throw any snide remarks here.

WHO IS THIS SASUKE AND WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM. This panel made me laugh so hard because I feel like Esaka straight up ignored that Sasuke canonically spent years with his family before the Uchiha downfall happened. I don't think he'd be this clueless about how a married couple acts. Even in flashbacks, Sasuke was shown around his parents or Itachi, literally with his family. I think he knows well enough about married couples.

The ring part as well makes me cackle because Kurenai literally wears a ring in Shippuden. Trust me, Juugo-look-a-like, rings are used in Konoha by couples.

The Uchiha clan symbol takes me out because AREN'T YOU GOING UNDERCOVER IN THIS PRISON? WHY ARE YOU SHOWING THAT OFF?

The Chakra ring in question. Finding out the lore behind this further upset me and I am thankful that I no longer ship sasusaku. Show these panels out of context to someone with little to no exposure to canon and it would be romantic but if you know Narutoverse like the back of your hand, this novel served nothing. Seriously, the fact that Sasuke is incredibly OOC on this novel speak volumes. Imagine annihilating Sasuke's character to make SS work? Insanity.

Writing Edo Tensei with rose tinted glasses disgust me. That jutsu is straight up manipulating a dead body at your bidding. Tobirama shouldn't have invented that jutsu. Hinting that jutsu to be used to revive a loved one that passed away is vile and disgusting. The lack of attention to canon isn't a new thing for Esaka at this point.

Even this novel can't cover up the fact that Sakura doesn't know Sasuke well. If there's one thing that's consistent in the prequel, it was Naruto that gets into trouble. Sasuke doesn't use honorifics and he got away with it. His bluntness doesn't get him and everyone around him in trouble. Sasuke only began resorted to extremes when he was batshit blind and sinking into the unhinged depths of his hatred. Probably the only things that Sakura got correctly was Sasuke's kindness and his nonchalance about his looks but that's it. So the claim of knowing Sasuke inside and out is preposterous. The one who can say that is, guess who? Naruto.

Ending this long analysis with this panel because honestly, Ino is asking the questions for me. Unfortunately, despite being "married", their dynamic stayed the same. Sakura is still that same girl that has a crush on Sasuke, except she's in her 30s and Sasuke is still the same boy that rejected her date offers and the idea of being together with her, even reaching the point that he's away from her a lot.

I do apologize for going off to the point that I decided to pull a meta post about this. I do hope you're doing well and I appreciate the ask!

#anti sasuke retsuden #sasuke #uchiha sasuke #anti ss #anti sasusaku #mochiajclayne.txt #naruto #tagging him because he was mentioned #same with #karin #juugo #karin uzumaki #tagging sns as well because they're mentioned #sns #sasunaru #narusasu

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jhdyuiee · 1 year ago

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A wish or two

☁︎ pairing: doyoung x fem!reader x jaehyun

☁︎ synopsis: finally! after going back and forth with Qulture Corps. you've finally landed a spot. everything seemed as though it'll be fine and dandy, however it seems like team managers, Kim Doyoung & Jeong Jaehyun, have other things in mind...

☁︎ tags/warnings: threesome!, smut!, everything is consensual!!, rough sex, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, oral (males & female receiving), masturbation, spanking, fingering, hair pulling, dirty talk, name calling (whore, good girl, baby), throat fucking, dumbification, impact play (pussy slapping), spitting, multiple orgasms, squirting, kissing/making out, breast play, cursing, praise kink, multiple positions, drinking, office romance

☁︎ w.c: 6.7k

☁︎ a.n: hello! jiji here, this one came up as a request by one of you & thank you so much for that!! i really appreciate any request and will try my best to make them possible. i hope you all enjoy this one, it’s actually my first writing something like this so i am a bit nervous on how you all will enjoy it. anyways stay safe and i’ll hopefully be back soon…🤍

Prologue.

Everything sort of just happened.

There was no stopping either of us.

Our hunger, lust, and desire for one another was an addictive drug. One with no cure.

But I didn’t care… heck I wanted more, Doyoung wanted more, Jaehyun wanted more.

March 20.

Finally… Finally! I can’t believe I finally got accepted! After two months of going back and forth with the company, they’ve finally hired me. Oh thank goodness, I don’t know what I would’ve done if they hadn’t hired me.

Qulture Corps. A renowned company, mainly widely known for producing some of the latest fashion and make-up trends. Since I graduated I’ve been dying to get a spot on their team. Truly, this is a dream come true!

The call I received earlier from them was nerve-racking, I thought they’d call me to inform me I didn't make the team, but luckily I did and was set to start in 3 days.

3 days. Oh god, I’m so fucking excited. ‘What am I going to wear?’ A sheer sense of panic overcame me, first impressions are always a must, especially if I’m going to be working for a company where literally fashion is at the top of its game.

“I have no time to waste,” I muttered, as I got up from my living room couch and headed off to my bedroom. I picked up my purse, slipped on my shoes, and headed off to a mall not so far away from my apartment complex.

I stormed off to every store trying to find the perfect outfit, however I just ended up picking up whatever caught my eye at every store I went to. This is a disaster.

Sighing, I headed off to the next shop, a boutique called Soltre. The store has a beautiful yet elegant aesthetic to it, it was sort of my vibe. I made my way to where a particularly beautiful and gorgeous top was racked. I inspected it, so lost in my thoughts I was unable to hear the footsteps that approached me from behind.

“That’s a beautiful top,” said a voice, causing me to turn around, startled. I was faced with a tall man with dark brown hair and dark chocolate-colored eyes. I was awe-struck, such a beautiful man was standing in front of me. “You should definitely buy it,” he continued when I didn’t respond.

I looked away, my focus back on the shirt. “I guess I’ll take you up on that then,” I finally spoke, glancing up at him again. He gave me a smile, dimples appearing. Wow. “This shop is one of the best in the mall after all,” he said.

‘He seems to know a lot about fashion,” I thought. “You sure know a lot… about uhm, fashion I mean.”

“You can say it’s my line or work per say,” he answered.

“Ah, I see. Well then, I uhm have to get going,” I said, fumbling with the top. I walked past him, but soon turned around, “Thank you.” I offered him a smile as well. He returned a smile as well, “My pleasure,” his voice said smoothly.

Once I paid, I left the store and decided that I had enough shopping for today, plus my arms couldn’t bear to handle another bag so I went back home. My thoughts though kept wondering on the mystery man I met at the store today. I didn’t ask for his name, well not that it should matter since I’ll probably never meet him again.

The rest of the day continued as normal and so did the next 3 days. Until finally, the long awaited day. My first day at the job!

☁︎*^+**

I glanced at myself one last time before heading out. I decided on the top recommended by mr. stranger man, a nice gray pleated skirt, and some cute black mary janes. With everything looking fine in my eyes, I headed to my car. The drive was gonna be at least half an hour, but I’ll manage. The closer I found myself to the building the more my stomach twisted and turned. I was getting even more nervous by the second. I can’t blow this up, I kept repeating.

When I arrived, the building was huge, at most 15 floors. Once I parked, I took quick deep breaths, to calm the nerves. “Let’s do this,” I said, and headed off into whatever awaited me.

The check-in process went smoothly, I met up with my new boss, Lee Taeyong and luckily he seems like a genuinely kind and easy going boss. My nerves from earlier are now fleeting.

I rode in the elevator with Taeyong to the 7th floor, where he was to introduce me to my new team. Once we arrived, I took a look at my surroundings. There were rarely people there, this floor seemed rather peaceful. “Ah, I see you’ve noticed. This is the planning department, and where you’ll be from now on. The planning department is rather small than most companies, but that’s because we choose the best of the best. We want committed people here, creative people who aren’t afraid to voice their thoughts and feelings,” Taeyong explained.

‘Wow… I made it to such a prestigious department… I thought I was just going to spend my days typing away at a screen or answering calls. This is absolutely 10 times better.’

“Wow, I’m honored Mr. Lee,” I spoke, bowing at the man. “Oh, god no you don’t need to do all that, reading your resume I figured you’d be a perfect fit for the team. Plus the team managers thought so as well,” he said.

“Team managers?” I asked, confused. “Ah, yes in this department we have two team managers. Follow me this way and I'll introduce you all,” Taeyong responded, as he guided me to the far end of a hallway located on our left side. Taeyong briefly knocked on the door before proceeding to open it. He ushered me inside, closing the door behind me.

“Hey! You two come over here for a sec,” Taeyong said, capturing the attention of the two males sitting on their desks who then got up, walking towards us. I looked at both of them, ‘Wait a minute he looks-‘ my thought was interrupted by Taeyong.

“You two, this is Y/L/N our new worker. Y/N this is Kim Doyoung and Jeong Jaehyun,” Taeyong explained. One of the two males reached his hand out, “Doyoung,” he mentioned. I took his hand and turned to the man standing beside him.

“Nice seeing you again,” he said with a chuckle. It was Mr. Stranger man in the flesh. Who knew he’d be my new manager, well that explains a whole lot about our interaction…

“You two know each other?” Taeyong asked.

“Ah well-“ I was interrupted by Jaehyun, “We met at the mall a couple days ago when I set out to look for… inspiration.”

Taeyong looked at us, his expression unreadable. “Very well, I trust you two know what to do with her,” he said as the two males nodded.

“Let me know if you have any other questions or concerns Y/N. I look forward to seeing what you bring to the team,” Taeyong added, as he left us behind with one another.

“So, shall we show you to your office?” Doyoung spoke up. I nodded, as they led me to my desk. It was quite close to their office, ‘That’s a relief.’

“Let us know if you need anything… Doyoung and I gotta get back, we have a meeting soon,” Jaehyun explained as he leaned against the door frame.

“Thank you, you two I appreciate it,” I thanked them. They smiled, shutting my door and walking away.

I leaned against my chair, recapping my past hour. It’s only a relief that everything went smoothly, Doyoung seemed great, and Jaehyun did too. I shut my eyes, not believing this was my life now. Honestly, I could get used to this.

However… what I didn’t know was what would come of my life a month from now. The irreversible. The desire. The lust.

1 month later.

It’s been over a month now since I started working for Qulture Corps, and so far it’s been nothing but amazing. The work has gone smoothly, and today we just wrapped up the final meeting for our upcoming Fall Collection. Although, it’s still months aways, production of the products does take some time to produce.

Knock. Knock.

“Come in,” I answered.

Doyoung appeared before me, “Hey, Y/N I just came in to inform you we're having a team dinner tonight. Would you like to come?”

I pondered for a bit, making sure I had no plans afterwards. “Yeah! That sounds fun, I’ll go,” I said.

“Great, see you at 7 p.m then. I’ll send you the location too,” Doyoung explained before exiting shortly after.

My phone then buzzed with the restaurant's location. In the time that I’ve spent here I’ve been able to get closer to both Doyoung and Jaehyun… However, it feels like something else is there between us. Something unexplainable, indescribable.

I snapped out of my thoughts, continuing my remaining work and answering emails before I decided to head off to meet them at the restaurant.

Luckily the drive there wasn’t long so I found myself a bit early. I entered and gave the waiter Doyoung’s name as Doyung had instructed me to do so. Our table was located in the far back. Later, everyone started pouring in Eunsoo, Leah, Jaemin, Mark, Chenle, Haechan, Yena, and Isabel. Surprisingly, Doyoung, Jaehyun, and Taeyong were the last to arrive, you would think that host would be the one’s here first. Kinda funny isn’t it?

“Nice to see you all here,” Taeyong announced.

“Wouldn’t miss out on free drinks!” Haechan cheered.

I chuckled, Haechan was definitely the life of the party within our team. With drinks and food on the table now, everyone dug in. They truly weren’t lying when they said food tastes better when you eat with others.

“Hey~ Y/N~ you’re so beautiful, a-anyone ever told you that~” Leah slurred, she was a rather light drinker. I laughed in her embrace, luckily still a bit sober so as to not do anything stupid. I glanced up, catching Jaehyun as his eyes lingered on mine. My mouth slowly opened so to speak, utter a word, but swallowed the words back down.

I pulled away from Leah’s embrace. “I’m gonna go to the restroom,” I say, excusing myself. Although, I wasn’t going to the restroom… I headed outside, stopping by an alleyway. I wanted some fresh air, the short eye contact with Jaehyun earlier got me irritable hot.

As I took in a breath, a voice spoke up, “Restroom huh.” I whipped my head towards the direction of the voice, only for my eyes to meet with Jaehyun. ‘What was he doing here?’

I stumbled on my words, “I… I, uhm-” Jaehyun walked closer, I inhaled his sandalwood smell that radiated off him. I was losing my composure, ‘Was this the alcohol?’

“Just wanted some fresh air,” I stuttered. “Yeah?” he questioned. I nodded, silence befalling us. I just couldn’t speak. “Look at me,” he whispered. A beat, then two passed before I looked up. Jaehyun was so close, I could feel his breath, see the fire in his eyes. He brought his hand to caress my cheek, then ghosted a finger over my bottom lip.

“Jaehyun…” I whispered. “I’m sorry baby, but can I… Can I kiss you,” he whispered back. I nodded shyly, closing my eyes.

I felt as Jaehyun’s lips collided with mine, his soft lips molded so beautifully against mine. It was gentle, so beautiful that I wished time would stop, but then Jaehyun backed away. My lips feeling empty again.

“Don’t stop,” I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck. I put my lips back on his, only this time teeth clattering, tongues colliding with one another. It was rougher, that the first that I ended up pushed against the wall, legs wrapped around his waist.

We were so lost in each other we failed to notice the person standing on the front of the alleyway. Cough. I flinched, the cough caused us both pull away and direct our attention to the male standing on the other end.

Doyoung…

“Fuck,” I muttered. I got off Jaehyun, patting myself. We walked to Doyoung who has not said a word since catching both of us.

“I was getting worried when neither of you came back so I looked for you two,” Doyoung later explained.

“Sorry about that,” I apologized. “Oh! No, not at all there is nothing to apologize… In fact, I’m sorry to have walked in on that.”

Gosh thank god it was dark because I was probably burnt red. I was so goddamn embarrassed.

“I should get going now, it’s quite late…” I proceeded to say as a means to get out of this awkward situation.

“Oh, yes of course you’re right. You should get back safely Y/N,” Doyoung said.

“See you tomorrow… Y/N,” Jaehyun said, finally speaking up since Doyoung walked in on us.

After bidding them both farewell, I rushed to my car. I wanted nothing more but to lock myself up in my apartment. A quick drive later, I threw myself on my bed. I recounted my kiss–or rather heated make-out–with Jaehyun, but then the memory of Doyoung catching us haunting right after.

Buzz.

I turned my head to my phone which was lying beside me. Speak of the devil. It was from Doyoung…

I unlocked my phone, opening his message. However, I now wish I hadn’t.

Doyoung: you know Y/N seeing the way you two kissed earlier got me so fucking hard

Doyoung: [ 1 image attachment ]

Doyoung just… he just… Oh my fucking… Was he really sending me a picture of his cock!? “He’s big…” I mumbled as I took another look at the image he sent.

Shit. I felt as the wetness began pulling in between my legs. I rubbed my legs together, but then slipped a hand inside, and fingers inside as I imagined Doyoung roughly pounded in and out of me. The squelching sounds echoed in my room, along with my little whimpers and moans.

First the kiss with Jaehyun and now this, masturbating to Doyoung?!

Once I reached my high, I waited until I caught my breath so to continue the rest of my night time routine. With one last sigh, I laid myself on my bed again, trying to shoo away any indecent thoughts of Jaehyun or Doyoung.

However, that proved rather harder as I ended up dreaming about not one, but both of them!

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It’s been 4 days since the whole ordeal with Jaehyun and Doyoung, and everything surprisingly has been rather good. It’s like what happened between us never– happened! We were like regular co-workers again. Though, I'm not sure if this is a good thing or not…

“Y/N?” Eunsoo spoke. I flinched, regaining my focus. “Huh, oh yeah what’s up?” I asked.

“Oh, nothing I was just asking if you’re okay… you’ve been kind of out of it lately,” she said worriedly.

“Yeah, everything's peachy so to speak,” I replied. Nothing was in fact peachy though. Pretending like nothing happened 4 days ago has actually been haunting me. The kiss, picture, dreams have been driving me insane. ‘Was I always so horny?’

Buzz.

My phone vibrated, causing both of us to turn to it. I picked it up, ‘Jaehyun?’

Jaehyun: can you come to my office?

A second later he added,

Jaehyun: like right now

“Looks like I’m being summoned,” I said. Eunsoo bid me a “good luck,” and I scurried off to his office. A million questions pondered my head, but neither of them were about what was to come in the next few minutes.

I knocked, and the followed a “Come in.” As I entered there he was, but he wasn’t alone. Doyoung was here too. ‘Great just my luck.’

“Is something the matter?” I asked. Jaehyun glanced at Doyoung, he hesitated before he spoke. “We have something we want to say to you Y/N.” I gave them a nod as to signal them to continue whatever they wanted to tell me. They gave each other one more glance.

“We’re truly sorry for our behavior that night at the restaurant,” they both said, bowing at me. I can see their sincerity, but part of my heart ached. 'Did they truly think of that night as a mistake? The kiss? The picture?’

They got back up, but neither one of us spoke up. Silence befell us. ‘I didn’t like this. No, I don't want to pretend nothing happened. I-’ “No, god no please,” I spoke up. They looked at me with confused eyes. “D-Don’t pretend nothing happened. At least I can’t. I- I…” my words got caught in my throat. ‘What am I saying?’

Doyoung then spoke up, “You what Y/N… tell us. What do you want?” ‘He’s right, what do I want? Ah, wait a minute… what I want is…’

“I want you… I want you both.”

Silence.

Oh god what did I just say. “Oh wait uhm-” I couldn’t even speak as Doyoung's lips collided with mine. His kiss was different from the one I shared with Jaehyun, even more gentle and passionate. ‘Wait a minute Jaehyun!’ I broke our kiss, my eyes meeting Jaehyun’s. He just stood there like how Doyung did that day.

Jaehyun then smirked, coming closer. “Is that really true? You want us both,” he says.

I felt as my face heated up, I glanced from Jaehyun to Doyoung. “Yes,” I muttered. “Please, I want you both.”

No words fell from their mouths, but their movements continued. Jaehyun walked until he was behind me, and Doyoung raised his hand to my chin. “You sure you can handle both of us, right here right now?” Doyoung asked.

“Yes, please I couldn’t stop thinking about that night,” I admitted. I then felt Jaehyun's mouth ghosting near my ear. “Then make sure to not be too loud or else they’ll have to witness how much of a whore you are,” Jaehyun whispered, then kissing my ear down to my neck. Every kiss lit me up even more. I wanted more.

Doyoung then crashed his lips onto mine again with the same intensity, while Jaehyun’s arms wandered all over my body. His hands groped my breast, causing me to moan into the kiss I was sharing with Doyoung. They later wandered even further, until they cupped my cunt causing me to grind on his hand. “Impatient aren’t you?” he whispered into my ear.

Doyoung backed away, our saliva connecting. “We have time, don’t worry,” Doyoung said, as he teased the buttons of my shirt. He slowly unbuttoned each button, dropping the shirt on the floor. My bra later joined in as well, leaving my perky breasts for his eyes. I watched as Doyoung stuck out his tongue, licking on my bud. All the while, Jaehyun began working on my lower half. He successfully got rid of my pants, leaving me in only my panties.

I whipped my head towards him when I felt Jaehyun's fingers playing with my slit. “Oh god,” I whimpered when he prodded his finger in my hole. “So wet already,” he muttered against my neck. I could only let out a small whimper and he continued the movement. “S-Stop teasing me… Please,” I pleaded.

“You sure are an impatient one. Fine then take it,” Jaehyun said as he inserted two of his fingers inside my cunt. I practically sucked his fingers in, the wetness echoed around the room. “Fuck, so tight and wet,” he whispered in my ear. His pace was unbearable, he would slow down and then go fast. I was losing my mind, his fingers hit me so fucking well– it was like he studied my body beforehand to know what my likes and dislikes were. I felt my stomach clenched, my cunt tightening around his fingers.

It certaining helped too that all the while Doyoung was working his way with my tits. His mouth would lick one and then return the same affection to the other one. He sucked on them like a child, biting down on my bud a couple of times as well. His stimulation on my tits and Jaehyun’s on my cunt were enough to have me pushing me to the edge.

“Cum. I know you want to,” Doyoung said when he let go of my breast with a pop. With a final pinch to my clit by Jaehyun, I came. I came so hard, I would’ve fallen if not for Jaehyun catching me. I watched hazily as Jaehyun licked his fingers clean of my essence, and felt as Doyoung carried me. He then placed me on the couch they had in the middle of their office.

“On your hands and knees,” Doyoung commanded. My body acted on it’s on, getting into the position. I watched as Jaehyun came in front of me, and later whipped my head around to see Doyoung behind me. “Think you can suck me off while he eats you out?” Jaehyun asked. I nodded, so turned on by what he just said that I drooled from my mouth and in between my legs. He chuckled, unzipping his pants and freeing his cock from his underwear. His cock was big. It made me doubt if I would be able to take it all.

“Don’t worry, you can take it baby or else a whore like you wouldn’t have made such a request,” he said when he noticed a hint of doubt on my face. “Now open up.”

I did as Jaehyun said, opening my mouth up for him. I flickered my eyes up to watch him as he brought his cock closer to my mouth. Once it was close enough, I started by swirling my tongue around his tip, and then wrapping my lips around his tip. I watched as his brows furrowed, so I continued my movements. I then began gliding my tongue along his shaft, up and down, down and up. He seemed to be enjoying it judging by the way he’d started groaning.

As I began taking him even more, I felt Doyoung's tongue begin to kitten lick my cunt. Doyoung had begun with some slow licks, but would stay a bit longer on my clit which caused me to moan against Jaehyun’s cock. His cock was so big that I barely even made it halfway yet. I felt as the tears began pooling in my eyes and drool passed my lips. “That’s a good girl, take more I know you can,” Jaehyun said. And so I did until his cock reached the back of my throat. “Fuck,” Jaehyun groaned, grabbing a fistful of my hair. He started taking over, bobbing my head along his shaft.

Meanwhile, Doyoung had begun licking me even faster, occasionally sucking on my clit which just caused me to moan on Jaehyun’s cock even more. I can tell the sensation satisfied Jaehyun as he muttered incoherent words into the air.

I felt like another high was coming, so fast and quick it was almost embarrassing. As I was lost in the pleasure I suddenly felt a wet muscle poke my hole, oh god. Doyoung was fucking me with his tongue. It felt so good, enough to have my cumming for a second time while Jaehyun was stuffed in my throat. “Cumming before me? I think you deserve a punishment,” Jaehyun said.

‘Punishment? What is he-’ I couldn’t even finish my thoughts before Jaehyun started gripping my hair even tighter and increasing his speed. It was getting messy– drool and tears everywhere. As if matters couldn’t get any more worse, Doyoung landed a slap on my ass. It only caused my eyes to widen and moan on Jaehyun’s cock.

“Fuck, that feels good. Doyoung do that again since it seems like our little whore enjoys it.” I looked up at Jaehyun, with those tearful eyes of mine, in which he also looked down at me. A smirk plastered on his face. Obliging to Jaehyun’s words, Doyung began slapping my ass even more.

“Shit, I’m close,” Jaehyun moaned. A thrust or two down my throat, Jaehyun came into my mouth, my throat. I watched as his chest heaved, and he pushed his hair out of his forehead. “Swallow it all,” he commanded, which I instinctively ended up doing.

“Come here now,” Doyoung’s voice spoke up, as he sat on the couch, patting his lap. I saw as his cock stood proudly against his stomach. I crawled to him. “Put your back against me and put it in yourself,” he said. So then I turned around, grabbing his hard cock and began inserting it inside me. I felt as his cock stretched me out the deeper he went in. “Yes, just like that baby… It’s almost all in,” Doyoung groaned.

“She’s so tight Jaehyun, I guess all that stimulation did nothing to her,” Doyoung chuckled as he turned to the other male. I turned to look at Jaehyun who just kneeled on the couch, fisting his cock. Then suddenly, Doyoung plunged the rest of his cock into me. No warning, just the grip he had on hips. With him all inside me now, I felt as his cock hit my cervix. I whisper lowly, “S’ good.”

“What was that? You like that?” he said, as he began thrusting into me. Who was I to deny what he just said, I loved it. “Ye-Yes you feel so good!” The phrase that slipped past my lips only caused his thrust to become deeper and rougher. Doyoung was treating me like his personal toy. He kept ruthlessly pounded into me, until it came to a halt. “Making me do all the work?”

I turned around, nodding my head no. “Hmm, is that so? I’m tired, why don’t you do it now,” Doyoung says, a slight smirk appearing on his face. So I did, thrusting slowly at first. “Stop the teasing, go faster baby,” Doyoung whispers into my ear. And so I grip onto his thighs, bouncing myself on his cock.

In the midst of it all, Jaehyun continued watching us contently while fisting his cock, he enjoyed the sight in front of him. You, a whimpering mess who was so cock drunk already. He wanted to get a taste of that sweet, tight cunt of yours soon because if he wasn’t already, he’d go insane.

“God, Doyoung I’m cl-close.” My stomach was tightening up, so close to unleashing. “Ready to cum all over my cock,” he replied. I yelled out “yes” as I repeated his name over and over again. “Open your eyes,” another voice said. And so I fluttered them open, Jaehyun’s cock in front of me. I watched as he jerked himself in front of me. It only turned me on even more.

“Shit, you like that? Like watching Jaehyun jerk himself off to you fucking me?” Doyoung says. I tightened even more around his cock, causing Doyoung to groan. His hands roamed down to my clit. He rubbed and pinched the poor thing continuously.

Just a few more thrusts and I came for the third time this night. My back arched, eyes rolling back, and moan and after moan slipping out. However, it didn’t stop here. Doyoung brought his hands back to my hips and kept fucking me through my orgasm. It was all too overstimulating, I felt I could even cum again.

“Fuck, I’m cumming. Don’t waste any drop,” Doyoung groans, finally cumming. His warm seeds painting my walls white. At the same time, Jaehyun also came, cumming all over my breasts. All three of us were heaving, trying to gather some oxygen back into our bodies.

“Don’t think we’re done here,” Jaehyun chuckles. He gently picks me up, bending me over the couch. My hands gripping it, while my ass stuck up. I felt his hand come in contact with my ass cheek in a harsh slap, causing me to yelp forward.

Jaehyun wasted no time, plunging himself deep and snug into my cunt. “Fuck, Doyoung wasn’t lying. How are you still so tight?” Jaehyun says, as he pounds in and out of me. I don’t even know who I am anymore, I could only think of how deep Jaehyun was reaching me. He hit my g-spot so well with every thrust I could barely contain myself. I ended up squirting all over for the first time tonight.

“Making a mess,” Doyoung’s voice spoke. I tried opening my eyes to locate him, only for him to be besides me. We locked eyes, and his lips later engulfed mine. It was a sloppy kiss, but I didn’t care. It felt good, everything felt good. Jaehyun’s thrust too became sloppy, it could only mean he was close too. And so with a thrust or two later, he came in me.

My stomach feels so full now. This is what I’ve wanted. This is what I-

Jaehyun’s POV.

“Shit, did you kill her with your dick?” Doyoung says, laughing as he puts his pants back on.

“So funny, she’s just fallen asleep,” I replied. “Think we went too far?” Doyoung continues.

“Probably, but hey she said she wanted it. Wanted both of us,” I say, shrugging my shoulders. I took Y/N into my arms while Doyoung began cleaning the couch. Luckily, the couch was made of leather so it shouldn’t be too hard right?

I looked down at her. Y/L/N. From the moment I first met her at that store, I fell in love. I know as cliche as it sounds, it’s true. There was something so captivating about her, something that made me want her. All of her.

So when I saw her that day, her first day here I knew it meant something. Fate? Whatever it was, I didn't want to waste any opportunity. Which is why that day at the dinner, I did that. It wasn’t planned or anything, but I just felt something that day. Some urgence?

However, then I learned of Doyoung’s mutual interest in her too. We talked it out, but we left it at “It’s whoever she wants. Whoever she chooses.” But to my surprise, it ended up being both of us.

I smiled down at her sleeping face. She’s cute. Everything about her was just so beautiful. Whether what just happened ends up being a regret for her once she wakes up, I hope she knows or at least has some awareness of our feelings for her.

“Hey!” Doyoung yells, capturing me out of my haze. “I finished cleaning it, bring her over here so we can wipe her clean.”

I nodded, placing her gently back down onto the couch. Doyoung began cleaning her with a wet cloth he got from our private bathroom. “Go get her a pair of clothes, in the meantime Jae,” Doyoung says.

“Mmm, be right back then.”

I exited, leaving them behind. On the elevator ride, my thoughts were consumed with questions. Good and bad ones. In particular, “What will happen once she wakes up?” I tried shrugging them off, as my answers will come once she wakes up.

“Hm?” I stirred my eyes open. ‘Where am I? This isn’t my apartment?’

“Awake already, sleeping beauty?” A voice said. I recognized that voice… Doyoung!

“A-Ah I-” “Water?” Jaehyun says, handing me a water bottle. I gladly accepted it, my throat felt quite dry. ‘Wait a minute… Oh Shit!’ I nearly choked on the water as I remembered what had transpired a couple hours ago. I looked outside their windows, the night sky illuminating.

“Uhm… I-” Jaehyun interrupts me, “regret it?” I looked at him puzzled, ‘regret?’

“What? No, No! I… I just don’t know what I should say, what I should do…”

“Well, it’s whatever you want Y/N,” Doyoung says, getting closer. “You want us to be friends, we’ll go back to that. You want us to be fuck buddies with one another, we’ll do it. You want to put a label on it, we’ll do that too.”

Is he serious right now?! The three of us? Wouldn’t I be asking for too much? Is it greedy of me that I want that. I want to be with them. I want Doyoung. I want Jaehyun.

I look at the floor, trying to hide my embarrassment from what I was about to admit. “I- I want us to be together. Me, Doyoung, and Jaehyun.”

It went silent, neither of them spoke up. So I took the courage to then look up. I flinched, at how close they’d gotten, standing only a few inches away.

“Are you sure that’s what you want?” Jaehyun asks. I nod, “Yes, is it selfish of me to?”

Jaehyun nods, “No. Be as selfish as you want with us.” To which Doyoung adds, “We just want you to be happy.”

I feel like crying again, only happy tears though. How could this even be my life right now? A tear trickled down. Then another, and another until I felt both of them wipe them off my face.

I smiled, “Thank you. Thank-”

“There’s no need to thank us. We love you,” Doyoung says, smiling as well.

“He’s right. We love you Y/N,” Jaehyun adds. We all smiled, engulfed in each other's warmth.

Today might’ve just been the best day of my life. No matter what the future brought us, I would be prepared to face it because after all I wasn’t alone.

It was me, Doyoung, and Jaehyun. It was us against the world.

Bonus!

I shifted to the other side of the bed, but a strong hold on me prevented me from doing so. I stirred my eyes open, Jaehyun. Ah, that’s right, this was my life now. I’d moved in with Jaehyun and Doyoung a week ago but the whole thing hasn’t really sunk in yet.

“Good morning,” he muttered. “Admiring me already?”

“N-No!” I refuted. It was barely morning and here he is teasing me already.

He chuckled, and then leaned in to kiss my temple. “Sleep well?” I muttered a small, “Yes” before snuggling against his bare chest. I’ve always felt so safe around him, and Doyoung. They made me feel so safe and loved.

We stayed like that for a while until I felt his hands come down to grope my ass. A shameless man he is. ”Where’s Doyoung?” I asked.

“Work probably,” Jaehyun says as he works his lips from my ear to my jaw. He kissed me so tenderly, every touch of his lips felt so warm; his embrace so warm. Jaehyun’s lips then lingered to my mouth, engulfing me into a tender kiss. It always went like this, he would be gentle but then go rougher. His tongue intruding, teeth clashing, and occasional lip biting.

“So I got you all to myself huh,” he whispered in my ear. I giggled before capturing him in another heated kiss that ended up with Jaehyun on top of me.

His hands roamed all over my body, from my waist to hips to breasts. He squeezed my breasts, pinching my nipples that sent an electric shock throughout my body. Oh god.

He parted from our kiss only to look down at my embarrassingly lustful state. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful. Every part of you baby.”

My heart throbbed at his statement, my face probably beet red. He then began removing my top, leaving my shorts and panties on. He brought his mouth towards one of my breasts, where he began licking it and sucking on my nipple. Later, he returned the same affection to the other neglected breast. I was a squirming mess, I tried getting friction from somewhere, anywhere. God, I was so fucking wet already, I could feel it as it pooled between my legs.

“Eagered like always,” Jaehyun said with a pop as he let go of my breast. His lips kissed down until they reached the waistband of my shorts. Those poor things were off in seconds, along with my panties. I watched as Jaehyun spread my legs open, “God, so wet already.” I moaned his name when I felt him tease my folds with his fingers, and then a Slap.

I widened my eyes at his action. Then again, another Slap. “You like that,” he says, coming closer to my ear. “You like it when I slap your sweet cunt.”

Slap. Oh fuck, was this good. Slap. “Y-Yes!” I yelled. He wasn’t stopping, continuously torturing my cunt. “Look at all this mess you’re making so early in the morning,” Jaehyun’s voice says, bringing his hand to his mouth. I watched as he licked his fingers clean of my essence.

“Get on your hands and knees for me baby,” he later says. I complied, getting in the position he most enjoys. I moaned out even louder when he slid his cock so easily inside me. “Fuck, so wet that it slid right in.”

Grabbing my arms, holding them from behind me, he started mercifully thrusting into me. His cock reaching the deepest part of me like it always has. I was enjoying this so much that I just kept moaning louder and louder.

“Having fun without me?” A voice rose. I quickly looked up, capturing Doyoung’s figure. Oh god.

With another thrust I moaned again. “I was wondering what was going on since I heard screaming, but it looks like our girl was just horny wasn’t she?”

Jaehyun speaks up while thrusting into me, “Yep… Mmm, she thought you… were gone and pounced onto me. Poor thing I couldn't just neglect her.”

“N-No! He- He is ly-lying,” I tried saying. “Lying? Me? You hear that Doyoung she’s accusing me of lying,” Jaehyun says smugly.

“I know, don’t you think she deserves a lesson?” Doyoung questions Jaehyun. Jaehyun chuckles in satisfaction. Oh, no…

Thus, I found myself sucking off Doyoung’s cock while Jaehyun continued pounding into me like some ruthless beast. “Just like that, a little deeper,” Doyoung groans. He watches me intently as I suck his cock into my mouth, but that didn’t last long. Doyoung ended up taking control, thrusting into my throat like I was his personal pleasure toy. Which I admit, I probably was, but hey he was mine too.

“Your pussy swallows me up so well, fuck I’ll never get tired of this,” Jaehyun groans. His thrust had gotten sloppy, meaning he was close to cumming. Good thing I was too as I started squeezing around his cock. I felt Jaehyun’s hand snake to my stomach and then further down. His fingers pinched and rubbed on my clit. I moaned into Doyoung’s cock, the sensation causing his cock to twitch in my mouth.

“I’m cumming,” Jaehyun groaned, thrusting his cock into me one last time. I also met my orgasm, cumming all over Jaehyun’s cock. He must’ve been watching as our cum mixed together, oozing out of my pussy.

“Shit, I’m cumming too,” Doyoung abruptly says, releasing his seeds inside my mouth.

Once we both caught our breaths it was back to fucking again. There was no stopping us once we started. Which was how I ended up with Doyoung’s cock buried within me. “Spread your legs wider,” Doyoung says. “Good girl, keep 'em like that.”

“Open your mouth,” Jaehyun says from the side. I opened it only for him to spit in my mouth and then start kissing me again. My lips are going to be so swollen from all the kissing, but my pussy from all the rough pounding. However, those concerns were at the bottom of my list. The pleasure they kept giving me was too blissful.

I love this. I love Doyoung. I love Jaehyun. “I love you,” I whispered, just loud enough for them both to hear. The three-word phrases elicited a small smile on their faces.

“We love you more.”

24.05.02

final a.n: hi again! i would like to apologize for the delay. i think i have spoken up about this before but i would like to inform u all that as i am still a student, it can be hard to juggle all things at once. im very sorry for not uploading during the month of april, it truly saddens me but with school on my plate its been rather difficult. however, from now on i promise to at least post once a month. thank you for your patience i truly am grateful to every single one of you! i love you all <3!!!!!!!

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