#( this is why i am capping it and keeping it lowkey )

[clochanamarc]

starter call! capping at five!

[lowkeychenle]

Like We Just Met [ZCL] (M)

Description: Everything else about the day is completely normal when Chenle realizes he wants to marry you. It hits him like a tidal wave, and he's itching to tell you just how much he wants to love you forever.

Genre: Fluff (literally SO MUCH FLUFF we love Chenle in this house go away if you don't) // Smut

Content Warnings: Explicit unprotected sex (it's actually sweet this time am I feeling okay), talks about marriage etc etc. Nothing really dark or upsetting in here.

Word Count: 11,292 (y'all I have no idea how this happened...)

Pairing: Zhong Chenle x Reader (feat. the rest of the Dreamies)

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Author's Note: Lowkey? This was so fun because it's from Chenle's POV...or it's supposed to be haha. This is probably my favorite fic I've ever written catch me crying in the corner...also this gif don't mind the real tears in my eyes

Nobody questioned Renjun when he said he’d invited his friend to dance practice. They brought friends in every now and then, so it wasn’t anything new. Chenle was having a bit of an off day. He kept screwing up the choreography (that he’d done seven hundred times probably in the past week alone) and even accidentally elbowed Jaemin.

Renjun’s friend had yet to show up. Chenle was beyond frustrated with the way things were going, so he let everyone know he was taking a break. He grabbed his water bottle and stomped out of the practice room.

He ended up a bit down the hallway, resting his back on the wall with his eyes closed. All he needed was a break. That had to be it.

“Are you okay?” a soft voice asked.

When he looked at you, he recoiled a bit. He’d never seen you before—he’d definitely remember—but something about you felt familiar. Like a warm aura surrounded you and infiltrated him in the best ways.

“You’re Chenle, right?” You tilted your head at him. “I’m Renjun’s friend, (Y/N). I was supposed to watch practice, but I got lost. This building is pretty big.”

“Yeah, I’m Chenle.” He blinks at you a couple more times. “Um, we’re always in the same practice room. I’ll take you over there.”

“Actually, is there a place to get some water? I forgot mine at home.” You scratched the top of your head and scrunched up your nose. “It was really hot outside.”

“It’s on the way.” He gestured down the hall with his head.

You followed him without hesitation. He was acutely aware of every step you took, of how there was only a few feet between the two of you. Even though he had no clue what to say to you, you didn’t mind walking along in silence. It was unlike him to be shy. Next to impossible for him to be starstruck.

“How long have you known Renjun for?” he asked. And why the hell had you not come around sooner?

“Oh.” You took a deep breath and pursed your lips in thought as Chenle stopped to grab you a water bottle from the kitchen. “Four years now? Five? His family knows mine, so when I came back here, his parents told him he had to help me find my way around.”

“Well, today’s pretty laid back,” Chenle explains. “We’ll probably practice for another hour or two and then go home. We’ve been at it all day.”

You hum in response, opening the cap and taking a sip. “Thank you for this. Sorry to keep you from practice.”

“Don’t be. I’m ready to get the hell out of here.” Chenle chuckles, gaze drinking you in when you’re distracted by your water. “And…they can be a little…much at first. But they’re all great people, so you’ll be fine.”

“Bold of you to assume I’m nervous.” You narrowed your eyes at him playfully.

He bit back a smile, pressing his lips into a thin line instead. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“Renjun has given me plenty of warnings,” you tell him.

He wasn’t sure why he hadn’t taken you to the practice room yet. The two of you stood in the kitchen, but he knew the second you were with everyone else, the conversation was over. He didn’t want to stop talking to you, and that odd feeling of warmth settled into his chest.

“Like what?” Chenle raised his eyebrows.

“He said you’re cranky and mean.” You smiled at him, and he swore he was almost knocked off his feet. There was something about you that drew him in.

Chenle made a mental note to scold Renjun later, but he’s not necessarily wrong…he was cranky until he saw you.

“Well, in that case, what he said about everyone else is probably accurate, too.”

“You don’t look cranky,” you interjected. “You’re not mean either. Mean people don’t get strangers water bottles.”

“I’m mean to Renjun. And Jisung.”

“They’re your friends. You get a pass for your friends.” You slid one of your hands into the back pocket of your jeans, rocking on the balls of your feet as silence befell the room.

“They’re waiting for me,” Chenle says. “We should go.”

You nodded in agreement and followed him. He sulked a bit when the other members were introduced to you. They were all nice—because they always were—but when it came time to get back to practice, he found himself gravitating toward you several times.

Nearly every time he looked at you, you were already looking at him, too. Maybe it wasn’t just him that felt the weird tug. He hoped it wasn’t.

After they wrapped everything up, Chenle sat against the back wall, feeling so heavy as if he could fall asleep right there. He was exhausted.

Jaemin, Jeno, Donghyuck, and Mark were already on their way out the door, leaving Jisung to slump next to Chenle and Renjun to talk with you. Jisung noted how he was watching you, but he didn’t say anything right away. He drank his water and stayed quiet.

You said something to Renjun, who smiled at you and nodded. He headed for the door and waited for you outside. When Chenle realized you were coming over to him, he shot a worried glance over at Jisung.

“Would you look at that?” Jisung cleared his throat. “Time for me to go.”

Before Chenle could even grab him, Jisung was halfway to the door. Once you were in front of him, you sat down and crossed your legs.

“You did really well today.”

He chuckled. “I think that’s the worst I’ve done this comeback season.”

“Then you’re in pretty good shape.” You shrugged, picking at the seam of your jeans. “I wanted to thank you. For helping me earlier.”

“It wasn’t that big of a deal,” he said. “You’re Renjun’s friend. Of course, I’d help you.”

“Right.” You brushed your hair over your shoulder and prepared to stand up. “I should go—”

“Will you be coming back?” The question shot out of his mouth, sending a blush to his cheeks in response.

“I’m not sure,” you told him. “That’s up to Renjun I guess. It was really cool to see how passionate you guys are.”

“Let me give you my number.” Chenle grabbed his phone from his pocket. “Um, just in case you get lost again. And need help finding the room.” He cringed at himself, hoping he wasn’t going to get rejected.

“Yeah, I’d like that.” You gave him the tiniest smile, but it made his heart flutter anyway.

He handed it to you with the contact app open. You didn’t even hesitate to type in your name and number. After, you sent yourself a text, and Chenle heard it ring in your back pocket. You gave it back to him, grinned, and left him sitting there in shock.

He couldn’t choose between staring at you as you left and looking down at your contact open on his screen. His stomach twisted with nerves, but the second he saw the smiley face emoji you’d put next to your name, he already knew.

You were going to be someone to him.

Mark drops something in the kitchen, snapping Chenle out of it. He looks at you, and you smile back at him. With you pressed into his side and your legs over his lap, he can’t help but grin right back.

His hand rests on your thigh, thumb sliding gently back and forth as he presses a kiss to your temple. He’d never get used to this.

After returning from the kitchen, Mark allows the game to resume. His nose scrunches as he glances between you and Chenle. “That’s a weird ass question.”

“Not weird.” Chenle shakes his head. “Critical thinking, Mark, you should try it.”

“Oh, be nice.” You shove his shoulder.

For a while now, Chenle has felt his feelings growing more than he thought possible. He’s already in love with you (thankfully, since you’ve been together almost a year now), but something about you lately has him on a whole other level. Even then, he’s not sure what it is. He decides he’ll ride it out for a while and see where it takes him.

“Why would you ask your girlfriend what year she’d take a time machine back to? Shouldn’t she be like…happiest now?” Mark asks, sipping on whatever mixed drink he’d prepared in Chenle’s kitchen.

“You’d think.” Chenle snorts, leaning back against the couch and throwing his arm around you.

“He asks me questions like this all the time,” you tell Mark. When you steal a glance at your boyfriend, his breath catches in his chest.

What the hell is going on with him lately? He can’t concentrate around you (even more than usual) and every tiny thing you do has his heart hammering against his ribcage. Soon enough, he’s sure you’ll both hear the bones crack.

“Has anyone, by chance, ever told you two that you’re gross?” Mark chuckles to himself and leans back in the recliner. “Some of us are single and lonely, you know.”

“Some of us will never be that again,” Chenle shoots back.

“Oh, you two are the worst.” Your laugh echoes pleasantly in his ears, and he subconsciously leans closer to you.

“I am curious what your answer is, though,” Mark interjects. “Since Chenle’s so sure.”

Chenle takes a sip of his own drink, nearly cringing at the bitter taste dragging down his throat. He’s not much of a drinker—social at best. But he can still appreciate the buzz and the hazy happiness that comes with it. You take his hand that dangles over your shoulder, twirling the friendship ring wrapped around his middle finger. The action is so, so simple, yet it makes his stomach turn.

If he doesn’t figure out what the hell’s going on with him soon, he’s gonna have to separate himself from you.

“Well, you’re right.” You shrug, shuffling closer to Chenle. “This part of my life has definitely been the best. But if I could go back to any time, it would probably be when we met. You only get to meet Zhong Chenle once in your life, dude. I’d do it over and over again if I could. The second I saw him, I knew he would be important to me.”

Chenle thinks back to the moment he first saw you. The way he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you like an actual child or the way he took in every detail of you to store in his mind forever—just in case he never got to speak to you again. He pauses, eyebrows furrowing slightly as he analyzes your answer.

Mark groans. “That doesn’t count! That was last year.”

Grabbing the pillow next to him, Chenle throws it at his friend. “Leave her alone, it was a good answer.”

But when he contemplates that thought, he’s not sure he understands what you mean. His ears burn, the tips of them turning red as he recalls how embarrassingly nervous he was around you all the time. How awkward all of your firsts together were. Everything now is so much better than back then.

Not to mention he’s looked at you the same way since that first night. His feelings for you have grown, sure, but those butterflies he used to get still torment him just about every time he sees you smile.

“Why?” Chenle finally asks.

“You were so cute,” you hum, shifting closer to him. “Everything made you nervous. You almost keeled over in embarrassment when you asked to hold my hand.”

Mark laughs, and Chenle sends a glare his way. No part of that is even anywhere near funny.

“Okay, it's your turn.” Mark gestures at you.

Chenle resists the urge to reach over and touch your face. Usually, he’s so much better about being so clingy in front of his friends and, while he would prefer Mark not seeing this side of him, he couldn’t care less when his gaze is locked with yours.

“Cool.” You nod, taking a sip of your drink. “Both of you. Hypothetical situation. Let’s say you’re drunk. You walk into a room and everyone you’ve ever loved is in there. Like…loved. Who are you going to?”

“Dude.” Mark’s jaw drops. “That’s such a shitty question for me.”

“You’ll live,” Chenle replies. “Just romantic love?”

“All of it. Platonic, romantic, family.” You purse your lips in thought.

Chenle doesn’t have to think about it. Not really. He’d rather get struck by lightning and then hit by a bus right after before admitting that so easily in front of Mark. In this case, it’s always been you. From the second you spoke to him for the first time, he was irrevocably yours. 

“You.” Chenle watches your eyebrows raise.

“Be serious,” you say. “Your parents are included in that.”

“I’m serious. You.” Chenle chuckles.

You give him a pointed look, but that’s when Mark cuts in.

“No, he’s for real. Like…that legitimately happened.” Mark leans forward, elbows digging into his thighs as he rests his head in his palms. “Do you guys not remember?”

“What are you talking about?” you ask him, frowning.

Chenle remembers. Barely, and it’s a bit foggy, but it comes back like a baseball bat upside the head as Mark starts telling the story.

Chenle’s birthday party last year. The night was barely halfway through and he was drunk enough to be stumbling over his feet. He’d heard you were coming, but he had yet to see you. Even when every other feeling was numbed by the tingling sensation the alcohol left behind, his craving to see you was all that remained. 

Mark walked next to him, having a full conversation with himself since Chenle was so fog-brained. As much as he loved Mark, there was only one person he wanted to see. Everyone he knew and loved was here—his parents, the rest of his group, and Jisung had somehow forgotten to uninvite Chenle’s ex.

He only ever dated one person before you, but he wasn’t sure he ever loved her. Regardless, there she was. Even with her standing across the room from him, he kept waiting like a lost puppy.

When you walked in, he swore the whole world stopped around him. Everyone but you was moving in slow motion before they eventually faded into nothing, darkness that was emphasized by the light you were. His breath caught in his throat, and he stopped walking.

Chenle couldn’t form a coherent thought while he stared at you, drunken stupor making it so much easier to forget the embarrassment. Mark watched him curiously as Chenle made his way over to you. He refused to waste any more time when he knew you were the one he wanted to talk to.

You had always been more confident around him than he was around you. Your face lit up when you saw him, wrapping your arms around him. He secured you in his grasp, breathing in the scent of your hair and the perfume you wore.

“Happy birthday.” Your voice is muffled a bit by his T-shirt. “Sorry I’m late, took a bit longer to get ready than I thought it would.”

He knew he should’ve let you go. People were starting to notice the way he was clinging to you, and not even being drunk could excuse that behavior. He was about ready to tell everyone except you to leave. Nothing else mattered. If he could spend his birthday with you, it would be the best one yet.

It’d been two months since Renjun had introduced you to the rest of them. Which means, he’s only known of your existence for two months, and you already command so much of his brain matter that he can’t think of anyone but you. Great.

He finally (reluctantly) let you go and led you over to the rest of the group. Nobody said anything when he made Mark scoot over so you could sit next to him. Nobody questioned it. His parents would ask him about it later, but until then, there was no reason for him to worry. After all, his crush on you was the most obvious thing in the world, so it was only a matter of time before you found out about it.

By the end of the night, he hadn’t spent enough time with you. People were starting to shuffle out, but you stayed, chatting with Renjun until only four remained. Chenle’s parents had gone to bed long ago. You were almost caught up to him on drinks, your laughs longer and your movements slower.

Under any other circumstances, he wouldn’t have been as brave as to walk up to you and ask you to stay the night. He didn’t mean it in a suggestive way, either. He just didn’t want you to leave yet.

“Chenle,” Renjun scolds, swatting his shoulder. “You can’t ask something like that so casually.”

“You want me to stay here? With you?” Your voice was higher than normal. Chenle accredited it to the alcohol raging in your system.

“I like when you’re here.” Chenle nodded. “You make everything calm.”

Renjun scrunched up his face, slamming his forehead into his palm. “(Y/N), you should probably go home—”

“No, it’s okay.” You brushed him off. “I’m okay with staying.”

Oh, he was in love with you. There was no other explanation for the way his heart skipped a beat when those words came out of your mouth.

Chenle doesn’t remember the rest of that night, but he does recall waking up next to you in the morning and freaking out. Alcohol made him brave, but it didn’t save him from the red-hot embarrassment of the next day.

“I didn’t even realize…” you trailed off, a small smile forming on your face. “You picked me.”

“I’ll always pick you,” Chenle responds easily, like second nature.

Mark decides it’s time for him to leave, but Chenle’s mind is still reeling with memories. With all of the firsts you said you wished you could relive. But no matter how hard he tries, he can’t figure out what the fuck this feeling is. As the two of you climb into bed, he’s so distracted, he can’t fall asleep, even with you curled into his chest.

“(Y/N),” Chenle groaned when he saw you in the practice room mirror. “You gotta stop showing up here if you don’t want me to fall in love with you.”

It was a joke. Sort of.

“Right, and let you forget to eat? I think not.” You fought back every time, unphased by the way he so casually admitted he’s starting to fall for you.

At least, that was his idea of admitting it.

You walked over with the bags in your hand, sitting down on the practice room floor next to him. 

“I haven’t even been here that long,” Chenle defended himself. “I would’ve eaten after I left.”

You unloaded the contents, opening boxes. “I can go if that’s what you want.”

“Not what I said.” For some reason, he felt a sudden burst of courage. He’s known you for four months at this point, and something about today felt…right. “I was serious, you know.”

“About what?” You grabbed the drinks from the carrier.

“You.”

“What?” You recoiled, looking at him in confusion.

He contemplated telling you to forget it. That it didn’t matter, and thank you for the food instead. If you didn’t feel the same way for him, he’d be devastated. And then you’d leave him for good and take all the food with you. He was starving.

“If you keep doing nice things for me, I’m gonna fall for you.” As if he hasn’t already.

You paused, but Chenle didn’t miss the blush on your face. Clearing your throat, you looked away from him and took a deep breath. His fists clenched as he awaited your rejection, but the longer the silence stretched, the more he felt you might want him to.

“Don’t say things like that if you don’t mean it,” you finally said and brushed your hair behind your ears. Reaching forward for the food again, you gave Chenle a shocked look when he grabbed your wrist.

“You’re right. I’m not going to fall for you. I already did.”

Your jaw dropped, eyes widening as his words settled in the air around both of you. With his heart racing, he released your wrist and intertwined your fingers instead.

“I really, really like you.”

“You should really eat your food before it gets cold.” You pulled your hand from his and pushed the box closer to him.

He stared blankly at the wall, noting the sudden chill on his skin that you left behind. A sinking feeling encapsulated his chest, and he knew he ruined everything. You looked like you were ready to run.

“Forget I said anything,” he told you. “I’m sorry if that was weird.”

“Eat,” you commanded again. “I’m not talking about this with you until I know you’ve eaten. If you don’t, we’ll go off on a tangent and you’ll be starving all night.”

“Does that mean you—”

“Yes, Chenle.” You interrupted him. “Yes, I really, really like you too, which is why I want to make sure you eat.”

At that moment, Chenle realized that if he walked outside and randomly dropped dead, he’d be okay with it now that he’s gotten that confession out of you. There wasn’t a damn thing that could top that. Everything else in life would be subpar to today, so there was no point in trying.

You and Chenle ate in silence. He kept stealing glances at you, catching you doing the same to him. If all he had to do in order to get you to talk about your feelings with him was eat, he’d do it, albeit probably a bit too fast for his own good.

Chenle runs his fingers through his hair, his thumb tracing gentle shapes against the bare skin of your arm. These memories have no business popping up in the middle of the night. He has practice tomorrow. He’ll be so off his game, the other members will want to kill him.

Usually, he has no problem falling asleep, especially with you right beside him. Over the past year, you’ve probably spent more nights with him than you have at your own place. He teases you for it all the time, but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Closing his eyes, he listens to the soft sounds of your breathing and allows himself to feel the way your body slots with his so easily. Everything about you is perfect. About the two of you together. He would toss and turn, but no way is he going to disturb you. Even if he can’t sleep, he’d never screw up your schedule on purpose.

“It’s so pretty.” You were in awe, staring at the sunset from Chenle’s backyard. He’d set up a picnic date for the two of you, and afterward, you were watching the sun fade below the treeline while lying on top of a red blanket.

His fingers were intertwined with yours, something that had become so normal for you. Two weeks since his confession, and it was the second date he planned. He wondered, obsessed over, even, what your thought process was on all of this. Were you happy? Did he make you happy?

He wanted to kiss you when he confessed to you. And while he came close to it on your first date, he decided against it. It had to be perfect. Nothing was good enough for you in his mind, especially when all he wanted was to make sure you knew just how he felt about you.

How was he supposed to tell you that?

He’d already said he fell for you, but that didn’t begin to cover it. Not really. You made him want to put in effort, made him crave your happiness like it was the very oxygen he breathed. At the same time, he didn’t want you to think he didn’t want to kiss you. Hell, he’d already dreamed of it, for fuck’s sake, so that definitely wasn’t the issue.

Lost in thought, he’s only snapped out of it by the way you rolled over, lying on your stomach so you can get a good look at his face. You rested your head on your right palm, your left finding his bicep.

“You’re so perfect,” he hummed, twirling your hair with his fingers. “Could look at you forever.”

“Some people might have an issue with that.” You laughed.

“We’re the only ones that matter,” he responded.

Your smile slowly faded, a look of longing replacing it as your gaze softened.

God, he wanted to kiss you. He needed to.

All thoughts of the perfect moment have fled from his brain. Any moment would be perfect as long as it’s you.

He sat up and you leaned forward, and before he knew it, his nose brushed yours. Your eyes fluttered shut in preparation. The heat of the sun sank into his skin. Your perfume wafted from you, intertwining with the air and suffocating him in the best ways. If he could pick one scent to smell for the rest of his life, it would be yours.

Was it normal to have these thoughts so early?

Why was he thinking of that right now? Literally the worst possible time.

“Can I?” he whispered, scared to ruin everything.

“Yes.”

As soon as the word left your mouth, he kissed you. Everything about you was soft, so he shouldn’t have been so surprised to find your lips the same way. His hands shook as he touched your waist.

He was already in big trouble. There wasn’t a single part of him that wanted to stop there. His heart thudded so loud, he was halfway sure you could hear it, too. It felt like sparks flew between you two, absolute electricity coursing through every single one of his veins, heating up his bloodstream and making the thought of pulling away from you the absolute worst case scenario.

You moved away first, gasping for breath. Chenle craved tugging you back to him. His body reacted to you in ways it had never reacted to anyone else. He didn’t want to take it too far, but he sure as hell didn’t want to stop, either.

He couldn’t describe the way you felt. The way you tasted. Everything about you was so heart-achingly perfect, he wanted to experience you all the time. He wanted to rewind time so he could kiss you again for the first time, and he’d do it over and over and over again.

Something about first kisses set him on fire. He was absolutely sure he’d kiss you more. In fact, he was seconds away from it. But the adrenaline coming from the very first brush of your lips on his wasn’t something he’d ever be able to recreate.

“Again.” You leaned in once more.

He met you in the middle eagerly, hand finding the back of your head before he turned you so you were lying on your back. Half of his weight pressed against you, but he did his best to keep himself lifted up so you weren’t uncomfortable.

Unforgettable heat swarmed him, the sun caressing his skin as your fingers gently traced down the back of his neck. Goosebumps formed, but he could hardly pay attention to them. The entire world was gone, and you were everything, the only person remaining in a sea of nothingness. He wanted you. Needed you.

This was technically your second kiss, but in his mind, it was still the first since they happened almost at the same time. He hadn’t stopped to take a breath in much too long, but he’d rather suffocate than separate from you.

He stopped when your breath hitched, completely lost in the sound. When he wasn’t focusing on your mouth anymore, he realized why—his hand had somehow found its way to your upper thigh. His face burned as he removed it.

“I didn’t…” he trailed off, scanning over your face for any hint of what you were feeling. “I didn’t mean to do that.”

You chuckled at him, pushing his shoulder. “You wish that excuse would work on me.”

The sky faded into a beautiful lilac color, the kind that only appeared when the sun was barely peeking over the horizon. Clouds drifted effortlessly, stars beginning to shine.

“Should we go inside?” Chenle asked. “It’ll get cold without the sun.”

Whenever he looked at you, he knew you were different. He couldn’t place how, but nobody else had ever made him feel the way you do. Like his heart was going to burst out of his chest while simultaneously stopping and also skipping every other beat. He didn’t even know how he was alive anymore.

In the last two weeks since his confession, the boys had told him how much happier he was. How he was striving with more effort lately and trying his best at any given moment of the day. You were his motivation. You made him want to be the absolute best he could be, and even as new as the relationship was, he’d already known you for months—he was nervous about you deciding you wanted something else. Someone who wasn’t him.

The moment before replayed in his head, and he heard that breath hitch on repeat while he awaited your answer. He did his best to stop thinking about it, but nothing worked. All he wanted to do was kiss you again, over and over and over until the literal end of time.

“Yeah.” You nodded. “Let’s go inside.”

His cheeks redden just thinking of that memory. The first time he ever kissed you, and he royally fucked up because his hand didn’t know how to stay put. At this point, it’s clear he’s not going to be able to fall asleep. He hates the idea of leaving you in bed alone, but he’s only going to disturb you if he doesn’t plan on sleeping.

Sliding away from you carefully, he quietly gets up and heads into the kitchen. He runs his fingers through his hair. His hands down his face. He must be sentimental today, because he can’t stop thinking about you for the life of him. Every memory from the last year pokes at his head, and he has no clue how to handle it.

Patting his cheeks, he heads over to the fridge to grab a water bottle. Photos of the two of you are framed up on the wall. There’s one picture in particular he always says is his favorite, but he refuses to tell you why.

The two of you were sitting on the floor, and you had the cutest glare on your face. He sees the adoration gleaming in your gaze even though you look about ready to strangle him. In your defense, you probably were. He lets out a tiny laugh, tracing over the frame. 

There’s even one with Chenle between you and Jisung, and a group picture with you and the boys. Chenle loves his friends dearly, and the way they’ve welcomed you with open arms says a lot about both your relationship with them and his potential future with you. Everyone in his life loves you. You’re the one they call when Chenle’s upset or if he’s off his game, and no matter when or where this is happening, you show up to make him feel better.

He could be having the worst day of his entire existence, and a simple ‘I love you’ passing from your lips has him forgetting everything shitty about the world. Looking back at the pictures, he’s drawn back into memory.

He heard the birds outside his window before he saw the gleaming sun. His eyes fluttered open while he groaned quietly at the sudden change of brightness. Your body was like a fireball, your skin searing hot against his, but it did little to bother him. His groan turned into a sigh of content, and he wrapped his arms around you tighter. Fingertips trailing down your bare spine, he kissed your forehead.

Three months together, and every night spent with you made him fall deeper in love. He’d never known peace as he did at that moment. No interruptions, just the two of you basking in each other’s embrace.

He could’ve stayed like that forever—he wanted to, but glancing at the clock, he realized how close it was to noon. Jaemin would be there soon, and the last thing Chenle needed was him in his house when you were naked in his bed.

He reluctantly got up, dressing himself before grabbing some clothes for you. You have a drawer, multiple, actually, but he picked his own T-shirt for you to wear. When he made it over to you, you were stirring.

“You got up.” You pouted at him, staring at him through half-closed eyes. “And you have clothes on.”

Chenle laughed. “Sorry, love. Jaemin will be here soon.”

“It’s that late?” you asked.

Chenle nodded, setting the clothes down next to you. He kissed you softly, gently, a kiss so barely there it left you leaning forward to try to continue it. Cupping your cheek, he brushed his thumb along your skin.

You didn’t need help getting dressed, but he did it anyway. He loved the way you looked in his T-shirts, and even though it’s long enough to cover you, no way he’d risk it. Once you were finished, the two of you got ready for the day. You brushed your teeth together, he watched you brush your hair, and by the time you’re done, Jaemin was walking in the front door.

The three of you sat on the floor around Chenle’s coffee table, playing a game. He can’t remember what the game was anymore, only that you were terrible at it and that he loved winning.

Jaemin teased both of you the whole time, ruffling Chenle’s hair on multiple occasions. As much as he’d love to deny it, Chenle enjoyed that Jaemin liked the two of you together. It was almost like an affirmation, even if he didn’t need one.

Being the professional picture-snapper he was, Jaemin took the picture now hanging up on Chenle’s wall. You, with your arms crossed over your chest and a big pout on your face, and Chenle, smiling widely at you with such adoration in his eyes it should’ve been impossible.

“Lele?” Your soft voice breaks him away from his memory. He turns to you quickly, heart instantly halting in his chest when he sees his shirt on you.

“What are you doing up?” he asks.

“I was gonna ask you that.” You rub your eyes, feet shuffling on the floor as you walk over to him.

“I couldn’t sleep,” he replies and takes you in his arms with ease. “Didn’t want to bug you, sunshine.”

You don’t respond. All you do is bury your head in his chest and breathe him in. He runs his fingers through your hair, kissing the top of your head. With all the lights off, the only illumination is the full moon outside as it casts shadows on the ground. The faint blue makes you that much more ethereal to him.

“You okay?” he whispers.

“Mm,” you hum in response. “This is nice.”

Chenle smiles. “Yeah, it is. Always is.”

After a bit of silence and rocking you gently, an idea sparks. He pulls his phone out of his pocket, finding the playlist he made specifically for when he thinks about you, and sets it on the counter. You stare at him in tired confusion, but when one of his arms wraps around your waist, you catch on.

“What are you doing?” Humor is laced in your voice, but the sweet look on your face tells him his actions are making you happy. That’s his goal, constantly. All he wants is to make you happy.

“Checking something off the bucket list,” he replies, slowly turning you to the soft beat.

“Something’s missing,” you say as he twirls you.

He steals a glance at the way his shirt rides up your legs, showing just a peek of your panties beneath it.

“What?” he asks, pulling you back to him.

“Sing to me.” You place your hand on his chest.

His heart betrays him at that moment. It rages, and he knows you can feel it. Chenle sings in front of thousands of people all the time, but something about you is different. Something about you right now is different.

“What’s going on up in there?” You run your fingers through his hair. “You’ve been all weird today.”

“I can’t stop thinking about you,” he admits. “Everything. From the moment we met up until this…it keeps repeating over and over again.”

“Welcome to my world,” you replied, grasping his shoulders. You massage them gently as you sway along with the music.

The confession from you makes him smile. At least he’s not the only one doing constant circles in his head. He calms a bit, and when a new song plays, he sings to you. Your body immediately relaxes into his, as if every stress you’ve ever had has left you without hesitation.

Chenle loves to sing. He does it all the time, and he only wants to keep getting better. To have someone like you as his partner, someone who supports him endlessly and genuinely loves his voice…it’s unparalleled.

He’s not sure how long the two of you are like this, or how long he’s singing for, but song after song, all he knows is that you’re smiling. You’re looking at him with unmatched adoration in your eyes, pure love. Nobody else has ever looked at him in this way, and he doesn’t want them to.

He wants to stay here with you and watch you love him in ways he’s never been loved before.

He stops. His singing fades out, and he furrows his eyebrows as he finally, finally realizes what’s been happening to him. You tilt your head, able to ask him questions without saying anything. His chest feels like it’s going to burst.

You’re it. 

You’re everything, and he’s going to marry you.

He’s going to spend the rest of his life striving to make sure you love him as much as you do right now, if not more.

It seems like you feel it, too. Your face softens and you reach up to trace along his cheekbone. He leans into your touch, chasing the warmth like it’s the last time he’ll ever feel it.

“I…” He takes a deep breath, shaking his head slowly. “I’m so fucking in love with you.”

“I know.” You grin so wide, Chenle almost thinks it’ll split your face in two.

“Good.” He brushes your hair behind your ear. “I hope I’m doing a good job in showing you that every day.”

You pause, hands trailing down from his cheeks to his shoulders. “I have never once doubted that you love me, Lele. Are you sure everything’s okay?”

“I promise you I’ve never felt better,” he replies. “Just checking in with you.”

“You do so much more than you realize. No matter how busy you are, you text me to tell me you love me or that you’re thinking about me. You practice non-stop with the boys but you still make an effort with me when you could easily use that as an excuse. There is not one thing I could ask for that you don’t already do.” You press a quick kiss to his lips. “I’ll never doubt you.”

“Sometimes I worry,” he admits. “You make me…want to be better. In every way possible. In my career, in my life, with you. And if I’m not being better every day, then I don’t deserve you.”

“Chenle.” You give him a pointed look. “When I think back to the first day we met, I remember how…how you acted from the first time you spoke to me. At the time, I really thought I was crazy, but I knew you’d be someone to me. You didn’t even know me, but you were so kind. And now that we’re here like this, you haven’t changed. There’s no getting better. You’re already the best.”

“How do you do that?” He chuckles, kissing your forehead.

“Do what?”

“Know exactly what to say.”

“That’s my special talent,” you tell him.

“We should get back to bed,” Chenle says, sleep weighing on him. “Meeting the boys tomorrow.”

He grabs his phone from the counter, his heart full and warm as he leads you back to his bedroom. This time, as he’s lying with you pressed to his chest, he’s able to fall into his dreamland.

Despite his lack of sleep, Chenle is full of energy the next day. He wakes up and makes you coffee just the way you like before sitting on the edge of the bed by your sleeping form. When he sets the cup on the nightstand, you stir, turning over to face him.

“You’re gonna be late,” you mumble, even though you have no idea what time it is.

Chenle chuckles, leaning forward to kiss your forehead. “I’ll see you in a bit, okay? You can stay here if you want. Wanted to tell you I love you before I left.”

“Love you, too,” you say with a tired smile, giving his hand a squeeze.

“Drink your coffee before it gets cold. I’ll grab dinner for us on my way back.”

Walking away from you feels like someone’s trying to rip his heart out of his chest. You’re an extension of him at this point, and after his sudden realization last night, all he wants to do is spend the day curled up with you.

Luckily for him, his day passes by pretty quickly. He got a lot done today, and he was proud of that. You’d be proud of him, too. He’s itching to get home and tell you everything that happened. Staying true to his word, he picks up your favorite takeout.

He’s going to be honest with you about what was going on with him yesterday. It’s the right thing to do—and in a perfect world, you’ll feel the same way he does. He hasn’t felt this nervous since he admitted his feelings for you. Even though that side of him feels worlds away now, he remembers it like it was yesterday.

But the restaurant isn’t the only stop he makes.

He’s shaking by the time he gets back. Is a year really enough time? It is for him, but what if you think he’s insane?

When he arrives, he’s not expecting what you’ve done at all. The main lights are off, but a dim golden glow from the strips along the wall and the candles illuminate the room enough. He sets the bag down on the table, completely forgetting about the food as he searches for you.

“(Y/N)?”

“You’re earlier than I thought you’d be,” you tell him, walking out of his bedroom while still putting in an earring.

His throat dries. He opens his mouth to speak, but no words could ever justify the way you look right now. You put on a dress, one of his favorites, and he’s in jeans and a T-shirt.

You kiss his cheek. “I figured you deserve something nice to come home to.”

“You’re my something nice.” He wraps his arm around your waist. “Should I change?”

“We’re not going anywhere.” You shake your head. “Just relax and enjoy your gorgeous girlfriend.”

“Oh, I can get on board with that.” He allows you to lead him back to the table.

Once he’s taking the food out of the bag, he keeps stealing glances at you. You put in all this effort for him, and he knows how much work it must’ve been to hang up all these lights. The golden glow looks ethereal against your skin.

“Before we eat, there’s something I wanted to talk to you about.” He clears his throat to stop it from collapsing in on itself, but it doesn’t work.

“What’s up?” You set your elbow on the table and rest your head on your palm. “Is everything alright?”

“Everything’s perfect, actually.” He takes a deep breath, reaching to grab your free hand. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” You bite back a laugh.

“You can’t make fun of me for what I’m about to tell you.” He gives you the most serious look he can muster, and you nod.

“I wouldn’t do that,” you reassure him. “Tell me what’s on your mind.”

“I…I want to love you forever.” He gulps. “And when I think of everything we’ve gone through and been through together, I seriously can’t imagine ever trying to have anyone else fill this spot you hold in my life.”

You perk up a bit, gaze staring into his. God, he loves how interested you are in what he has to say. How you’re listening to him so intently. His thumb rubs over your knuckles as he tries to think of the words he wants to use.

“I want to marry you. Call me crazy if you want, tell me you hate the idea, that’s fine, but I had to tell you. We obviously can’t get married now, or probably any time soon because of my contract, but I want you to know that it’s what I want. It’s what’s going to happen if you want it, too.”

You clear your throat and cover your mouth with your hand, eyes welling. Chenle’s heart aches seeing this reaction, knowing you feel as strongly as he does. He reaches into his pocket and puts a small box on the table in front of you.

“It’s not the real thing. Not yet. But I want you to know how serious I am, because if I was able to marry you, I would’ve done it yesterday.” He opens it, revealing a simple band in it. “Subtle enough where people won’t ask questions, but we’ll know.”

“Chenle, are you being serious right now?” You sniffle. “This is a very cruel prank.”

“The guys and I sat down together today to write a song. I think you’ll love it, so when we record it I’m sneaking you a copy. Anyway, we were there for twenty minutes, and words were just flowing out of me. I wrote about you. About how you make me feel, and I think anyone who knows about us will understand that when they listen to the song.”

He pauses to swallow past the lump in his throat.

“I want you. I want to marry you and spend the rest of my life proving to you why I deserve that. Let me put this ring on you, and this can be the start.”

You quickly wipe your face as you nod. He takes your left hand, grabs the ring out of the box, and slips it on your middle finger.

“One day, this will be real.” Chenle catches another one of your tears. “I love you. There is not one thing in this world that could change that.”

His heart pounds in his chest as he watches your reaction. He wants to touch you and kiss you after pouring his thoughts out to you, but he needs to make sure you’re feeling the same way. The last thing he wants to do is overwhelm you.

His palms are sweaty and he can barely sit still. You groan, giving one last aggressive swipe below your eyes before you launch up from your chair and end up in his lap. You bury your head in his neck, squeezing him tighter than you should. He instinctively wraps his arms around your waist, softly chuckling at your outburst.

“You better not change your mind.” Cupping both of his cheeks, you try your best to look angry. “If you do, I’m marrying you anyway.”

His own vision blurs at the sight of you. You love him as much as he loves you, and you want to be with him forever.

You want to be with him forever.

The emotions rioting inside him surprise even him, and he blinks quickly to try and suppress the tears. It’s no use, because as soon as you notice, you start crying again. He groans and drops his head back on the chair, squeezing you closer to him.

“You’ll be the death of me,” Chenle says.

“Kiss me, you idiot.”

He doesn’t need to be told twice. His mouth finds yours, both of you falling into each other’s rhythm. Saltiness from your tears lingers on your lips. He weaves his fingers through your hair, but no matter what he does, you’re just not close enough.

Pulling away from you, he rests his forehead on yours. “You should eat, sunshine.”

“You expect me to be able to eat after all of that?” You furrow your eyebrows. “I’m afraid that’s not possible.”

“You’ll be sad if it gets cold,” he reminds you.

“I don’t think I’ll ever be sad again,” you whisper.

All thoughts escape him. Nothing else exists except for you, wrapped around him like a damn koala bear. He rests his hand on your thigh and lets your words sink deep into him.

Moments like these are hard to explain, he thinks. He’s only like this around you, so lost in his connection with you that he’s got nothing else on his mind. Anything and everything you say to him is tattooed in the darkest ink on his soul, until he’s covered in everything he wants to be for you.

“Promise me you’ll always look at me like that.” You break the silence, running your fingers through his hair and smiling.

“I promise.” He nods, barely realizing how he’s leaning forward.

Your eyes flutter shut as he inches closer. He kisses you softly, almost as if he fears he’ll break you. His fingers splay out across the small of your back and he traces shapes into the soft fabric of your dress. You’re overwhelming. His love for you is, too. So much so, he feels as if he’s going to burst out of his skin. He’s going to wake up and everything will have been a dream, because there’s no way he’d ever done anything in his life to deserve someone like you.

You hum into his mouth, rolling your hips once. His breathing stutters as his first instinct is to lift toward you. At first, he wants to stay like this, you clinging onto him like you’d be lost without him, but when you grind down a second time, he feels a twitch in his pants.

It’s been over a week since the last time he’s been inside you thanks to his schedules. And now you’re on top of him, wearing his favorite dress of yours, and kissing him like you’ll never be able to feel him again after tonight.

He’s tired, but he’s never too tired for you. Brushing your hair away, he leans down to kiss your neck, licking the expanse of your soft skin. Your pulse thunders beneath his tongue, and he has to fight the urge to bite down.

Touching you like this is different when he knows he’ll never lose you. You’re his forever.

His lips press against the sensitive spot below your ear, and the short moan escaping you just about sends him up the wall. When he pulls away to get a good look at you, your eyes are dark, lips already swollen from the way he kissed you.

He tries to catch his breath while he silently asks you if this is what you want. You nod, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. Standing, he lifts you up until your legs are secure around his waist, and he grabs your ass with one hand and the back of your head with the other.

Mouths attached, he doesn’t separate from you until he’s setting you down on his bed. He barely has time to appreciate the candles you lit in here, too, the soft scent of vanilla flooding his senses. You already try to push his T-shirt up, anything to feel his skin on yours. He obliges, pulling it over his head before returning to kissing you like his life depended on it. When your hands find the button on his jeans, he grabs your wrist.

“Patience, baby.” Chenle runs his fingers up and down your thigh. “We have the rest of our lives. Let me take my time with you tonight.”

Just like that, you’re putty in his hands. He smirks at the realization. Sneaking his touch up your leg, the hem of the dress moves to accommodate him. He stops when he feels the lace of your panties.

“Did you dress up for me twice, sunshine?” he hums.

“Always,” you say, shamelessly staring at his lips. “Do you love me, Chenle?”

His whole body vibrated from those words. They made him feel at a frequency he hadn’t quite reached yet, and all he wanted to do was rip that damn dress off.

“More than anything.”

He can’t really say it’s ‘like second nature’ anymore. There’s nothing second about it. This is you. Anything to do with you is first nature, no matter what it is. His world revolves around you, everything he does is based on what you want, and he wouldn’t change that in any way.

“Show me,” you whisper, so intoxicating he almost crumbles to his knees right in front of you.

How embarrassing that all it takes is two words to have him give in to you. He’s straining against his pants now, his cock aching to be free and buried inside you.

“Don’t worry. I will.” He kisses you again, soft and sweet like his hand isn’t so, so close to your dripping, eager core. Heat radiates from you, and all he wants is to be consumed by it.

He drags your panties down your legs, nails gently scratching your skin on the way down. Your chest rises and falls quickly as you try to regain your breath, but he loves the way you’re so desperate for him. The way you want him just as much as he wants you.

He doesn’t want to be patient anymore. Every cell in his body is urging him to connect with yours, but he wants to take care of you. That side of him always wins, otherwise both of you would probably be done already.

His finger dances along your entrance. He inhales sharply as your wetness coats his skin. You move your hips toward him, practically begging him for stimulation. He teasingly nudges your clit, pleasantly surprised by the way your body jolts.

Mouth brushing yours, he takes the second of distraction to slide two fingers inside you. As your lips part to release a moan, he mirrors the action, eyes fluttering shut as he slowly, slowly thrusts his hand.

Your walls squeeze so hard, he curses. He could fuck you a thousand times, and you’d still be as tight as you are right now. His heart goes straight into overdrive, but all the blood in his body is shooting down to his cock. He’s painfully hard, rocking back and forth gently.

He kisses you, lips working against yours in a perfect harmony. Your sounds are his favorite. He loves knowing it’s him making you feel this way, that he has the power to make your knees weak and your pussy throb.

He lets out a moan when he scissors his fingers, trying his best to prepare you. God, you’re so warm and wet and tight, he isn’t sure if he’ll be able to last long tonight. His pace quickens, sounds of your slickness filling the room.

You call out his name, back arching as you grasp desperately at his shoulders. He leans in and kisses your cheek, making sure to press his palm into your clit every time he’s knuckle deep. 

“You’re perfect, baby,” he whispers with his lips against your ear, voice rough. “I love you so much. So fucking much.”

You tense, pussy clamping down hard on his fingers as your hips buck. He swears he can see the pleasure running up your spine in the way you arch and shake. Your nails dig into his shoulders, but he’s not in the right mind to care. Your mouth opens, sounds pouring out as you finish. He loves you all the time, but one of his favorite looks on you is when he watches you orgasm—your face so overcome with pleasure he caused…he would never get enough of it.

He keeps moving until he’s sure you’ve come down from your high. When he brings his fingers up to his mouth to suck your juices off, you watch longingly, the dark look in your gaze enough to have his cock twitching in his pants.

You slide off the bed, forcing him to take a couple steps back. He’s not sure what you’re going to do at first. Your struggle to reach your zipper, and as much as he wants to bend you over with the dress still on, he wants to be gentle with you tonight. He doesn’t get to make love to you often, and that’s all he’s going to do tonight.

Instead of watching you attempt to reach it, he turns you around and pulls you to him until your back is against his chest. His hand is splayed out across your stomach, holding you so you feel how hard he is.

“I’m going crazy,” you mutter, dropping your head back. “I need you so bad.”

He moves your hair out of his way, kissing the base of your neck quickly before he unzips you. Moving slowly on purpose, he lets his finger drag along your spine on the way down. You shiver, pushing yourself back into him.

“I’m gonna make love to you.” He finally lets himself bite down on your shoulder as he nudges the straps down. “For the rest of our lives. Nobody but me.”

“Nobody but you,” you respond, allowing the dress to pool at your feet.

He turns you around, hands immediately finding your ass and squeezing it. Within seconds, he has your bra unclasped and across the room. “So beautiful.”

When your hands find his jeans, he doesn’t stop you this time. You push them down his legs, desperate to have him inside you. Once his jeans are off, you palm him through his boxers, and he needs you so badly, that simple touch almost finishes him off. That would’ve been embarrassing.

He takes off the remaining fabric separating you two before leading you over to the bed. You lie in the middle, and he climbs on top of you. He kisses you passionately, tongue already dancing with yours, both of you more than ready. His cock is so hard, he’s only half convinced he won’t cum as soon as he’s in.

He nudges your clit with his leaking tip, moving down to your entrance to apply just enough pressure before pulling away. You whine, desperate for more.

“Chenle, please.”

His head dips down as he continues teasing you, wrapping his lips around your nipple. You whimper, running your fingers through his hair. Having you so desperate for him makes him want to give you everything you’re asking for, but something makes him wait.

“Please,” you cry out, lifting your hips up. “Need you.”

He’s ready to fall apart from you words alone. Pulling away from your chest, he reaches down to line himself up with you. He watches you closely as he pushes his throbbing cock into your quivering pussy. Your eyes roll back as you arch into him.

Your walls swallow him, velvet clamping down on him. He clenches his jaw as he bottoms out and fists the sheets next to your head.

“So perfect,” he whispers, kissing your jawline.

One of his favorite things about you is how unafraid you are to look at him. Pleasure weighs on your eyelids, and you try your best not to close them, but even like this, you never look away.

He’s fully inside you, his cock seated within your fluttering walls. The last thing he wants to do is overwhelm you, so he gently rocks his hips to help you adjust. He kisses you everywhere he can reach.

“You always take me so well,” he praises you, nipping the base of your neck.

He’ll never get over how perfectly he fits between your legs, like this space was made for him.

“Move,” you tell him, smacking his shoulder.

He lets out a soft chuckle, but lowers his mouth to yours as he starts a steady pace. You squeeze him so tight, it’s like your body doesn’t want to let him out of you. He pulls out until his tip is barely inside, and then pushes back in just as slowly. It wreaks havoc on your body, your wetness squelching every time he moves.

He wants you to feel all of him. Feel the entirety of his cock rubbing your walls with every thrust.

Somehow, it’s hotter this way. A thin sheen of sweat covers his skin as he takes his time with you. Sure, he gets sweaty when he fucks you, but nothing compares to the close intimacy of love making—his chest brushing against yours with every thrust, long, sweet moans filling the otherwise quiet bedroom.

“You sing so pretty,” Chenle mutters, tonguing the sensitive spot below your ear. “You like the way I feel?”

Before he can even process what you’re doing, you wrap your legs around his waist and roll until you’re on top of him. He’s flat on his back, eyes flitting along your body like he hasn’t had a real chance to see it yet.

Candle light illuminates your skin, and the sight makes his cock twitch. He runs his hands along your sides, squeezing your hips.

Chenle likes being in control. He likes guiding you in a way that has you both in shambles by the end, and he truly underestimated how beautiful you’d look on top of him. You lift up, teasing him as slow as he was moving with you, but between the sight and the feeling, he feels an all too-familiar tingling sensation at the base of his length.

It’s too soon for him, so he decides to tug you down, holding you there while his eyes close and his head thuds against the mattress. He doesn’t need to say a word to you.

“Chenle.” You stroke a hand down his chest. “It’s okay. You don’t need to hold back for me.”

“Just…need a second.” He gulps.

When he finally catches his breath, he sits up, chest pressing against yours.

“This was supposed to be about you,” he says, moving back slightly to fit his hand between the two of you. “Showing you my love and everything.”

He finds your clit with his thumb, staring at you intently as your wetness makes it easy for him to rub circles. His other hand still firmly grips your waist, which only allows you to squirm instead of bouncing on him like you crave to do.

“I need to move,” you whimper, grinding down. “Please.”

He nods, loosening his grip on you. You brace yourself on his shoulders, finally taking his cock the way you want it. His nails dig into your thigh while he continues his work on your bud, and it only spurs you on. You move faster, no doubt trying to chase your orgasm.

His moans get louder, matching yours. If his hands weren’t so occupied, he’d want to squeeze your ass or tweak your nipples. Anything to bring you higher. He changes the patterns his thumb rubs, and it’s like a jolt of electricity runs through your body.

You curse, dropping your head on his shoulder as you nod. “Don’t stop, Lele.”

With both of you hanging so close to the edge, he waits until you’re sitting back down on his cock to buck his hips up. He doesn’t want to finish first, but he’s so close, all the warning signs of his impending high are getting far too real.

“Gonna cum,” he tells you, releasing your thigh to grab your ass.

Your walls clamp down on him hard, a long, pleasured sound escaping you as you grind down on him. Back arching, your head falls back. Your orgasm hits both you and Chenle like a freight train, and within seconds, everything inside him explodes, and he’s spilling his cum deep inside you while telling you over and over again that he loves you.

You crumple into his chest. He runs his fingers through your hair, whispering praises to you between head kisses.

“I’m gonna lay you down, sunshine,” he says.

You nod, and he turns you so he can put your back on the mattress. He carefully pulls out of you, putting his boxers back on before going into the bathroom to grab you a towel. This is one of his favorite ways to see you. Your eyes are closed, hands on your cheeks. You look like he’s fucked all the energy out of you, and he loves that he has the capability to do that.

He cleans you up, then grabs a clean pair of panties for you and one of his T-shirts.

“I have an idea,” he says.

“What is it?” You wrap your arms around him.

“You pick whatever movie you want, and I’ll go warm up your dinner?” He raises his eyebrows at you.

You fake a gasp. “Are you saying you’re going to feed me in bed?”

“After all of that, I’d agree to just about anything you want.” He chuckles when you shove his shoulder. Grabbing your hand, he twirls the band on your finger. “Wait here for me?”

When he walks out of the room, he stops at the doorway to watch you excitedly lunge for the remote. It doesn’t take long for him to warm up the food, turn off the lights, and blow out the candles in the kitchen.

The rest of the night is spent with the two of you sitting against the headboard, laughing along to your favorite movie while eating your favorite takeout. So many thoughts have come and gone from Chenle’s brain in the past couple days alone, but he’s more than happy he gets to sit here with you every night for the rest of his life.

He’s lost in your laugh and the way you smile at him and how you make his heart race with the simplest things. None of the other members knew about the ring he bought you, but he’ll tell them soon.

After the food is gone, Chenle cleans it up. There’s still half a movie left, so when he gets back, he pulls the comforter back so you can cuddle up to him for the remainder. Even though the candles have long since been put out, vanilla still clouds the air.

“Love you,” Chenle whispers, kissing your temple.

“Love you, too.” You sigh in content, resting your head on his chest.

He knows that means you’re only seconds from sleep, and he rubs your arm soothingly. The movie continues to play, but neither of you are paying attention anymore—you’re asleep, and Chenle’s thinking about what kind of wedding dress you’ll wear.

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𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Hobie Brown x F! Y/N

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𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎:As you and hobie finish your after care,he starts mocking you . Causing you to challenge him

𝐀/𝐍:Live Love Tiktok for giving me ideas, i dont feel like writting lowkey

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: A little flirt, a little sexual tension. Smut??? ,Some fluff a little

You had just finished doing your routine after sex. Hobie was in the bed yall shared in some basketball shorts with no shirt.

You sighed as you left the bedroom bathroom, you turned the light off and came into the room with some comfortable clothes.

You sit on top of the covers not paying attention to Hobie or his show. You take your phone on the charger and start to scroll and look through your messages.

You and your friend where talking about some drama on Insta and tiktok. You where confused so you had to look back

“What he did was mad crazy” you said as you join the group chat face time

“Where you been” Your friend Christy had questioned you

“I been doing stuff” you tell her

“IM STUFF” he shouted so they could hear you

You had eye rolled at his comment

“Well I can tell he wants my attention even if he just had it, so bye” you told the girls and hanged up

“Hobie, is there something that you need?” you ask him

“Not even capping, when you was on it like “ uh uh uh uh “ he said mocking you .

You started to eye roll at his comment

“Or you was like mmmm” hobie told you as he started to laugh st him mocking your moans

“Oh Hobie you were moaning to you where like “oh baby you’re doing so well” you tell him .

“Just like that baby” you continued to mock his moans in a seductive manner. Hobie was starting to enjoy causing him to slowly get turned on based off of you comments

“Fuckk y/n you’ll be the death of me” you mocked at him . You where originally paying attention to him until you saw he was trying to keep himself together

“What’s wrong baby, did my voice turn you on” you asked him concerned like you didn’t already know the answer

“Y/n you already know don’t you” he tells you in a husky harsh voice

“Know what” you question him

“Know it turned me on stop playing dumb” he told you his voice got more demanding

“Well what do you want me to do” you ask him

“I want you to try a new challenge I made for you” he told you with a smirk

When it came to hobie and his challenges he loved making them hard for you knowing you where going to fail so he can see how you try hard not fail

“I want to see how long you can go without letting out a moan” he told you. He started to hint you coming over to sit on his hip

“Ok that should be easy-“ you said before getting cut off from Hobie moving his hip in a circle

“Is it easy now” Hobie asked in a low whisper trying to get seductive at you.

“Why are you all quiet now baby ? Come on I thought you wanted to talk” he told you and smiled knowing it was going to be hard for you to get words out.

“Well what do you want to talk about” your voice was shake my trying your best

“Can you not handle this ? I thought it was easy” he asked you

“It is” you told him

“It’s nice to see how hard your trying not to moan when I hadn’t done anything just yet” he said as he start to laugh

“It’s not going to be that hard” you say with confidence

“You know that Beyoncé song, “ he asks you

“ Everybody on mute” he sings to him

“That’s gonna be you” he rhymes and sings playfully

“I know you did not just quote Beyoncé while where about to fuck” you laugh

“And did” he laughed

“I can’t believe I got hit by the sassy men apocalypse“ you would eye roll would throw in a gallon

“sassy no. Serving Cunt Yes“ he said the last part flirting with you

“Whaat hobie your scaring me“ you twll him

“scaring you am I? Just the way I like to fuck“ He smiles

Your eyes would go widen

“I do enjoy it , thats why i challenged you“

“Yeah and im going to win“

“Yeah well really see who can go 𝐎𝐧 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐞 the longest“

[strawhatkia]

lip gloss, lil mama.

INCLUDES ! sero hanta, katsuki bakugo, mirio togata, hitoshi shinsou and hawks x black!reader

GENRE ! fluff

SYNOPSIS ! only after you apply lip gloss, do they wanna kiss from you or, the boys actively mess up your lip gloss !

WARNINGS ! before the war arc, highschoolers are still in highschool, cursing, def self-indulgent on shinsou's part, lemme know if i missed anything!

WORD COUNT ! 1.4k+

A/N ! this is an old request from my deleted account but it's a favorite of mine 🤍 original request look like this -> ”head cannons of Y/N applying a coat of lip gloss on in her room or with her friends and suddenly Bakugo, Shinsou, Hawks, Sero, and Mirio barging in like “My lip gloss senses are tingling” and Y/N’s like “Aht Aht! I just put this coat on, stay back!” She’s just struggling to keep these fools from kissing her and ruining her lip gloss. It don’t matter if she running, struggling, or dodging they kisses (they ruin it with kisses anyways smh)”

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— ☾⋆⁺₊🕸✧ SERO HANTA !

this mofo is the most annoying lil tease ever

the minute you pull out your lip gloss, all of sudden you have his undivided attention

let’s say you were at your desk and he was on the bed on his phone, not paying you any mind

you check to see if he is watching you and luckily he isn’t so you proceed to put it on

and if I know black women as well as I think I do, considering I am one you put a good amount of that bitch; lips all shiny and shit dripping diamonds 

but halfway through, you look up and this motherfucker is staring right back at you

he done sat all the way up, resting on his knees and waiting on you to finish 

he has the audacity to smile when you make eye contact annoying lil shit, even to start giggle when you glare back at him 

he’s the type to let you finish, put the cap on, put the lip gloss away and then swoop in and fuck it all up 

i can not tell you how angry i am right now

“what? got something to say, baby?” “nigga, fuck you.” 

It’s war that you never win unless you know for sure that he is unaware

newsflash: that shit never happens either

you don't even have the option of running unless you ready to be taped to the floor

all he gotta do is whip some out and boom! ya ass is grass!

as soon as you put the lip gloss down, he casually walks over, grabs your cheeks and smashes his lips straight into yours before calmly going to sit back down

lil fucker doesn’t even bother wiping it off for a while either

“thanks for sharing, my love.” fuck this nigga bro

but it’s not like you can argue as much, his kisses are so sweet and if you ever wanted a kiss, just put on some lip gloss; win-win when intentional

plus, all the shawties want this man (can't blame them) so lowkey the lip gloss smears let them bitches know he not single !

— ☾⋆⁺₊🌟🫨✧ MIRIO TOGATA !

as soon as he knows that your about to put some on- he’s there, boi can sense it through the walls and shit

he just knows and now that he does, he will stop at nothing to get to you 

even if you successfully get far away to put it on and have it on for a couple of minutes, the second you are in his line of sight it’s over 

running away is like an unfair game of tag, that bitch cheats

his quirk makes it so easy to get to you and the lil gremlin is so fucking fast (although class 1-a praises your ability to get as far as you did) 

“sunshine~ !” “aht, go play with tamaki or some shit! i just put this on!” “no can do, sunshine!” 

once he’s got you in a pretty tight hold, he grabs your face and messily kisses you and wipes the extra lip gloss off

He then nuzzles into your neck and places kisses there, asking for forgiveness 

“Aww come on, sunshine! You know I can’t resist and plus you can just put more on later!” mirio, lemme go before i slap up upside the head. i can't stand you.” “that’s why you’re sitting in my lap!” “LET ME GO-”

he’s a big ole ball of happiness and just laughs at your frustration, knowing that you can’t stay mad forever (brat knows you love him too much)  

— ☾⋆⁺₊🪶🪽✧ KEIGO TAMAKI / HAWKS !

he comes out of no where and he knows what you doing, shawty

and when he does, one by one, little feathers start filtering into the room, circling around you 

little by little, you start to see the feathers around the vanity you're sitting at

one look in the mirror and you see him standing by the doorway with that sly as smirk ouu i could smack him

“…keigo tamaki.” “yes, dove?” “ you betta get yo feathers outta here, boy” “aw but i think they like you~”

cornball ass nigga 

ofc he doesn't move from his position and neither do his feathers- and don't bother trying to drag it out either, he's been a hero for too long to not know the waiting game

once you’re finished, the feathers stop circling around and just stop in the air, waiting for yo ass to move.

you can try to look for a way out but you not succeeding, them feathers are acting like a barrier, moving when you move and the one controlling them is cheesing like an idiot 

“keigo, baby, come on. i just put this on.” “yeah well, you can just put more on later- i'll even buy you more.” “...bird brain.” “i love you too~”

fortunately, he’s much more neater than the others but that just means he’s taking everything with him when he moves away

and ofc you can't move until all the feathers back off, one wrong move and they will swarm you honey (im telling you the one controlling them don't know how to fucking act)

when the feathers are gone, is when you finally get some hits in

“GOD DAMN IT, KEIGO! THAT’S THE FOURTH TIME TODAY, NIGGA!!” “aww come on, dove! it’s fun to tease you like this!”

he’s laughing so loudly and having such a good time that you pipe down and admit defeat for the fourth time that day (he's beautiful when he's happy so just let it go stink) 

— ☾⋆⁺₊🧨💢✧ KATSUKI BAKUGO !

THIS NIGGA BRO

HE DOESNT EVEN LET YOU PUT IT ON PROPERLY BEFORE HE SWOOPS IN MESSES IT UP

it’s absolutely futile to run from him, he’ll get way too excited and start chasing you down like some animal

“whatcha got there, huh?” “AHT! go on somewhere, bakugo! go mind yo business!” 

he just loves fucking with you and making you angry, it's his favorite past time

it's just you two running all through the dorms, jumping over tables and couches, ducking between people, screaming at the top of your lungs, causing chaos and giving iida a heart attack

once Bakugo has caught you because he will and throws you over his shoulder like a bag of fucking potatoes wit his rude ass, he treks all the back to his dorm and proceeds to literally smash his lips into yours 

after he's done with his short tyranny, he just play-fights you as you try to hit him, smiling like he won the lottery  

“WHY THE FUCK DO YOU ALWAYS DO THIS!” “STOP YELLING, DUMBASS!! IT’S NOT THE END OF WORLD AND PLUS YOU GOT MORE!!” “THAT IS NOT THE POINT, NIGGA!!” 

after a while he kinda forces cuddles upon you until you not angry anymore and it's hard to be when he starts rubbing ya back and sides, pulling you into his chest

do not get it twisted. he does it on purpose b/c he knows that it's real soothing- damn near his tactic every time he does this doesn't stop it from feeling good tho

eventually and as planned, it ends in y'all taking a nap after running around the dorm god knows how many times

“bakugo, i’m still upset witchu nigga.” “no you’re not, now go to sleep”

— ☾⋆⁺₊🐈‍⬛🌀✧ HITOSHI SHINSOU !

ouuuu new contender !

he is the most excited you have ever seen him

the moment you even pull out the lil clear tube of gloss, he's right behind you waiting with a small smile

anyone looking from afar would think it's just a bf looking at his gf reapplying her lip gloss vv lovingly...little do they know

that man is waiting behind you with a damn vengeance and best believe you not even getting far this is time i remind you who his teacher is: AIZAWA !!

"toshi?" "...yes, pretty?" "i swear if you mess up my gloss, we gon have some problems." "what are you talking about? i would never do such a thing." liar.

the moment your compact mirror closes shut is the exact same moment he wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you in close

and he does the whole works: arm around your waist, that hand rubbing your lower back, one hand holding your face as his thumb rubs against the top of your cheekbone while gently getting you to look up at him you guys im being very self indulgent with this

he's just so soft and so so so cute when his lil smirk that when he does kiss you, he doesn't take all of it off, just a lil bit !

he chuckles when he backs away, using his thumb to wipe away any that might have smeared

AND THEN PROCEEDS TO WALK AWAY

"...i hope aizawa whoop yo ass during training today." "ouch, that hurts pretty. it's too bad i'd do it again as long as i get to kiss you." fuck this nigga bro

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[starg1rlie]

'WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE FRIENDS W/DCKZ + BONUS'

pairing: DCKZ (Diluc Ragnvindr, Childe/Tartaglia/Ajax, Kaeya Alberich, Zhongli) x gn! reader (platonic)

genre: fluff/slight humor

xtra !! notes: reader is gender neutral (no set pronouns), reader is solo singer &lt;3

okay so yall know that tiktok video about different genshin characters playing just dance? i lowkey feel like diluc and zhongli would not be putting their all into it, AND THEN YOU AND CHILDE AND KAEYA ARE DANCING YOUR GUYS ASSES OFF LIKE YESSSSS.

yall are doing a collab together so you guys stay in the same hotel. you'd prolly run into zhongli and diluc getting up early to get a cup of coffee and breakfast. you end up joining them, being treated to some caffiene and bagel sandwiches.

i feel like childe and kaeya would be snoozing in till like afternoon time 💀 by the time they do get up, they drag you out for lunch before you can go to your choreography session, taking you out to some chinese diner. turns out they already planned on coming here and made a reservation for three &lt;3

you order chow mein and while youre slurping away at your noodles, childe accidentally flicks kaeya in the face with a piece of green bean as he tries to get a grip on his chopsticks. kaeya looks like he's boutta murder the ginger...

you end up handing him a kid's pair of chopsticks, which had grip handles for him to use LMAO. he could finally eat his tofu; he actually had tears in his eyes

you all end up doing choreography lessons together because of your collab. in between breaks, expect childe and kaeya to be flirting with you non-stop before diluc and zhongli drag them off, apologizing on their behalf.

"say, you look absolutely ravishing to-OW OW OW OW!"

"that's what you get for being shameless."

"y'know our manager is going to kill us if you keep runing my face, right?"

"...."

its so much fun to see diluc and kaeya arguing over who gets the bathroom from your room lol. your room is right next door so you pretty much can rely on them to be your alarm clock.

"i get to use the bathroom first because i'm the most favorite member out of the group!"

"who told you that?"

"everyone?"

zhongli's probably the dad of the whole group, but like, he doesn't understand why his simps call him geo daddy.

"whose the geo daddy? i'm the geo daddy? i don't have kids though 🤔"

kaeya lowkey enjoys all the attention he gets. fans and stans he can handle, but his simps are....kind crazy.

"i mean you can tell them i'm available, cause i am ;)"

"...."

"they're fourteen?"

*sips his diet coke awkwardly*

childe doesn't understand why everyone calls him ed sheeran- although he still enjoys all the attention that he can get from his fans and stans. he has just as many simps as the rest of the members.

"who the fuck is kaeyascumdumpster? actually, who the fuck is kaeya? WHY IS IT NOT ABOUT ME?"

their favorite drinks? zhongli enjoys tea (earl grey, green tea, and lemon tea) but also occasionally drinks wine. diluc loathes alcohol, but will settle on juices, more specifically grape juice. childe enjoys drinking alcohol, yes, but he also prefers drinking chocolate milk. he's such a kid on the inside sniffle ;( kaeya is the alcoholic bitch of the group, sue him. keeps a bottle of wine hidden in his duffel bag

these guys are kinda like your bodyguards. everytime yall go out decked out in caps and black masks, all four of them are like surrounding you so no one can recoginize you and get on their knees and declare their love for you. it's happened before and that eneded up with you being whacked in the head with a box of chocolates and a boquet of sickenly sweet-smelling roses.

childe forces everyone to take group selfies before the night you leave so you can have tons of memories to look back into. i can just imagine kaeya doing this: 👉👌😉 and diluc just making a straight face the whole time, zhongli managing a small smile, childe just smirking like the dumb bastard he is, and you in the middle of it all, with a bright smile on your face &lt;3

expect kaeya or childe to phone you a few weeks later with an idea for another collab... 💀

[smolwritingchick]

Smol Oneshot: First Fight

Author's Note: Well since I'm on my computer, I'll share this old thing I wrote years ago from my documents. I am still trying to figure out what I want Jennie (OC) and Jungkook's first fight as a couple to be. But it will happen in 2017. I do plan to put this in my story. I may add on and modify it as well. Let this hold you! :)

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The members selected to go bowling and Jungkook decided to join. But while there, he was scowling the whole time and watched the game instead of joining like he would normally do. Adjusting the black cap on his head, he angrily glanced at Namjoon and Angelina, who were acting all mushy together. 

The Golden Maknae rolled his eyes. This was a bad idea. Why did he come here? This would only make him madder since he didn’t have his girl with him. It irked him to see happy couples around. He glanced at the empty seat next to him. That seat was supposed to be for Jennie. But a few days ago, they had their first fight as a couple.

Jungkook was frustrated. This was his first serious relationship and he didn’t know how to handle the situation. Some things were said, and things got heated during their argument. But despite all of that, he still loved her dearly and lowkey wished that she would apologize first so they could move on. Jennie probably felt the same way, hoping he would apologize since they both were as stubborn as ever. Jennie had a mouth when she got upset. She remained firm and voiced her opinion until she said what she had to say in their argument. She wasn’t one to back down so easily. She tried her best not to lash out and had trouble keeping her mouth shut but he kept pushing her buttons. And she kept pushing his.

Were relationships always this hard?

You feel like everything is perfect but after one fight, you feel like your world is crashing down and things may come to an end. 

Do all couples deal with fights like this?

How do couples overcome issues like this?

Were they freaking out over nothing and things will be back the way they were soon?

Sure, they bicker from time to time and have disagreements but it was never this bad. The day after their fight, the members noticed the tension, right away. The 95 Liners freaked out, worried to death when they didn’t see JenKook together. It startled everyone to see that they hadn’t said a word to one another. Their managers and Bang PD were even concerned.

JenKook began to ignore each other, keeping their distance. But over time, the members would regard the couple stealing glances at one another, unmistakably indicating that they missed each other. All Jungkook wanted to do was hold and kiss her but he assumed that she was still mad at him.

Having enough, Jungkook snapped at Angelina and Namjoon after seeing them kiss. “Can you two stop kissing in front of me like that!? I didn’t come here for a friggin’ show!”

His sudden shout prompted the members to stare at him, startled. The Golden Maknae immediately got scolded by a few of his hyungs for how he was acting.

“Unnecessary! Apologize, right now! That was so rude of you," Jin said with a disappointed look. 

Angelina frowned, understanding what he had said in Korean. It was clear that Jungkook was hurting. She knew he didn’t mean it. He just wanted Jennie, and she was damn sure that Jennie was hurting as well and wanted him, too. 

She thought about their conversation earlier today.

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“Are you seriously not going to bowl with us? So, what are you gonna do? Stay in the hotel all day? Girl, if you don’t join us.” Angelina exclaimed, crossing her arms in front of Jennie who was seated on her bed.

“I just don’t want to go. I don’t feel like bowling, okay?” she responded.

“Is this because of your boyfriend?” 

From the look on Jen’s face, she was right.

Jennie didn’t want to upset Jungkook even more, so she decided to give him space until they cooled down. Seeing him so upset during that fight broke her heart and Jungkook felt the same, seeing her so upset with him.

Jen admitted that she was scared. This was their first big fight and she was wondering how they would recover from this. She did not want to give up on him and she refused to allow her relationship with him to end over a fight. 

As time went on, all she wanted to do was hug and show him how much he meant to her but she still stayed away, assuming that he didn’t want to speak with her anytime soon.

“I seriously think that you two need to be locked in a bedroom, together. Nothing like love and physical affection after you two finally decide to talk it out~.” Angelina teased, hoping to get some type of reaction out of her but it didn’t work. “Okay, but seriously. You two should really talk it out.”

Angelina also reminded Jennie that she felt the same. She felt frustrated and furious with Namjoon but Jen had helped her when they had their first fight. 

“I was this close to breaking up with Namjoon. But who talked some sense into me and gave me advice? You. You gave me a long ass pep talk and you told me that communication is key. Remember? This time, follow your own advice. Communicate with your man. Things will be OK.”

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Jungkook stood up and grumbled. “I’m leaving...”

Watching him storm off, Namjoon sighed and rubbed his temples while Hobi said, “I did not think it was this bad.”

“All right, we are fixing this ASAP! Jimin and I did not spend months trying to get Jennie and Jungkook together only for it to end over a bad fight. We gotta do something!” Taehyung suggested.

“Yeah! My heart is aching over this! This is not supposed to happen!” Jimin whined.

And they did as the members forced JenKook to go out to dinner with them the next evening. No matter what excuse they made, everyone made sure to drag them to dinner. It was so weird to not have JenKook drive everyone crazy with their goofy antics and not seeing them so close. Things needed to go back to normal.

Being sly at dinner, Taehyung and Jimin, made the couple sit across from each other at the table. Everyone watched their every move, noticing the accidental touches when they were getting food. Throughout the night, the Golden Couple would unintentionally brush their feet and legs against one another. The endless staring and averting of their eyes also amused the members.

“I saw that.” Jimin sipped his drink.

“I did too,” Hobi murmured.

“Mm-Hm,” Taehyung added.

After dinner, the members went roller skating to pass the time. Jen was glad that she went because it was hilarious to see everyone falling on their asses and bumping into people. It had been a while since she went roller skating, and as she skated around, she ended up losing her balance and prepared for the worst.

Abruptly, her Golden Boyfriend came to her rescue, catching her just in time. It was like he had been watching her, making sure she was safe ever since she put her skates on. Feeling his warm hands on her skin, gave her that strong urge to hug him as he helped her balance and stand on her feet.

His eyes showed concern and tenderness as he murmured, “You all right?”

After she told him she was fine, he went on to skate ahead and she realized how much she missed him. She finally decided that she was going to pull him aside and ask to talk about their fight in private after they were done skating. No more being stubborn about this.

Minutes later, it was Jungkook that had fallen on the floor thanks to Hobi accidentally bumping into him. Seeing a pair of skates by his legs, Jungkook looked up to see Jennie extending her hand. It seemed like she was trying not to laugh at how “gracefully” he fell. That smile she was fighting warmed his heart as he took her hand.

After helping him up, she said, “Be careful,” before skating away.

Once she was done skating, Jen exchanged her skates for her shoes, thinking of how she should approach Jungkook. She then noticed that he was exchanging his skates as well when she turned in his direction. 

“Babe, can we please talk?”

“Honey, can we please talk?”

They both said simultaneously. Hearing them use one of their names for each other made their hearts flutter. It was moments like that where they could never remain mad at each other.

“I guess we were both thinking the same thing.” he smiled softly, rubbing the back of his neck.

“I wanted to speak with you privately about our fight. We should sit down and talk about it.”

“Yeah. Let’s walk back to the hotel to talk. Get away from the public.” he gently grabbed her hand, walking her outside.

What they both wanted to do was sit down, talk about the argument, resolve it, and move on so they could be happy again. It seemed like they were about to move in the right direction to make up.

“Hey, look! They’re leaving together!” Taehyung happily announced.

Jimin, getting so excited while skating and watching them leave, smacked himself against the wall and fell. Loud laughter was heard from the members as they teased him. After pulling themselves together, they sat down, discussing JenKook.

“Finally talking like adults. About time.” Angelina sighed out of relief.

“Should we head back, too? Should we really leave them alone like that? Don’t you think we should make sure they’re fine?” Jin suggested.

“No way!” Taehyung exclaimed. “We’re staying here!”

“Nah, leave them alone,” Yoongi responded.

“They’re fine and besides those kids need some serious alone time,” Namjoon added. “Let them get it all out of their systems and talk it out.”

The 95 Liners glanced at each other with knowing looks and giggled to themselves.

“Yeah, let them talk it out.” Taehyung went on, nudging Jimin.

“Yeah, talk,” Jimin responded sarcastically with an amused look.

[lockes-woods]

Stuck Chapter 23: Part 1

A/N: Sober Himiko begins to deal with Drunk Himiko's mess. This chapter is broken into two parts because the first part is already 500 words over my normal word cap per chapter. I'm hoping to finish the second part tomorrow morning before I go to work.

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Himiko took a deep breath before splashing some cold water on her face, hoping it would help with the puffiness. She had just finished scrubbing off her makeup from the night before with the hottest water she could stand. The aspirin she had taken after initially waking up was finally kicking in. This was her first hangover in a while, and she was definitely feeling it. She rarely drank to excess like this. Both her parents were/are alcoholics. She was acutely aware of the slippery slope of the addiction. Himiko limited herself to only drinking in social situations, and even then, she would rarely drink to excess.

Out of all the decisions she made the night before she was most grateful that she had packed a spare set of clothing. She would be in tears if she had to go all the way uptown in her outfit from the night before. Even though she didn’t sleep with anyone it would definitely feel like a walk of shame.  Himiko patted her face dry before finally acknowledging her phone.

She perched herself on the edge of the bathtub in Vivi’s guest bathroom and opened her messenger app. It took all her nerve to click on the DILFs group chat. A groan escaped her as she took in the amount of messages she had exchanged with Mihawk and Shanks. To her dismay, she had primarily communicated to them through audio messages. The few texts she did send were illegible. If she wanted to get a full picture of what happened the night before she was going to have to listen to the audio messages, she had no memory of recording. As she debated whether she wanted to relive what had to be cumulatively five minutes of her drunk rambling she began to faintly hear movement in the living room. If she wanted any privacy, she was going to have to rip off the band-aid and do it now.

She scrolled to the beginning of the night before text conversation that started at 2:13 am. The first few texts she sent were gibberish, to which Shanks had only replied with a question mark. Then came the wall of audio messages. She held her breath as she clicked on the first recording. She was met with around 10 seconds of silence before the audio picked up.

“Oh, shit that’s how you do it. Okay. Okay. Can we please talk about how pretty Mihawk is? Like have you seeeen him? He’s sooo pretty. Like Adonis level shit. HE ALSO SAVES LIVE. Like beauty and brains. He’s like the whole package. On top of that, he’s got a great ass. Like 1,000% would peg. Only if he’s down tho. I 10,000% get why you wanted to lock that shit down.”  Himiko was met with silence again for around 20 seconds before the audio picked up again, “He’s also great with his hands. Like on every level. They’re lowkey, my favorite necklace.  10/10 would wear again. But, like anyway why is he allowed to leave the house? I wanna keep him just for us. He’s just too beautiful for this world. I don’t get why you wanna share him, but I’m gratefu-” The audio abruptly ended. Shanks responded with a laughing crying emoji and liked her audio message.

Himiko tilted her head back her head and let out a groan. While it wasn’t that bad, she could still feel the heat of embarrassment crawling up her spine. There was no doubt in her mind that Shanks would never let her live this down. She took another deep breath before scrolling down to the next audio message and hit play.

“But like that’s like not to say you aren’t equally as handsome Daddy. You’re more beautiful in a natural land formation kinda way. Like the grand canyon or like the arches national park. You’re like reeeally nice to look at. Especially when I wake up before you and your face is the first thing I see. Mihawk’s ass might be better, but you got great thighs; I’m always down for a ride.”

Shank had also liked this message. Himiko wanted to scream into the void. It was news to her that drunk Himiko was equal parts horny and sentimental. If her predisposition to alcoholism wasn’t enough to keep her from excessive drinking this new information certainly would. There were two more audio messages left. Himiko felt defeated as she clicked on the second last one. She tried to convince herself that it couldn’t get any more embarrassing. She was relieved to find out that this message was essentially a butt dial, you could barely make out anything that was happening from the background noise. The only audible words were from someone, who sounded like Luffy, shouting about waffles. The next text was from Mihawk around 4:45 am. He must have sent it when he woke up for work.

Mihawk: Please text us when you get back to Vivi’s so we know you’re safe.

  Himiko:🫡 YEs SiR

Someone knocked on the door before Himiko was able to click on the last audio message.

“I’ll be out in a minute,” She called out as she pressed on the last audio message.

Back at Vivi’s Night!

Himiko could hear screaming faintly in the background before the audio picked up again.

NO, Luffy those are fake fruit, don’t swallow that!

There was another short break before the last bit came through.

Get fucked pancakes will always be supreme. No, you have no defense. Your opinion is trash.

That was the last communication she had with the DILFS outside of Shanks’s two missed calls.

“Himiko, please, I gotta pee!” She heard Luffy shout as she stood up and opened the door. He barged past her. She rushed out the second she heard his zipper and shut the door behind her. She walked back to the living room and was met with the sight of Zoro and Sanji now spooning on the sectional (Zoro was the little spoon). Usopp was passed out on the other side of the large couch. Her nose led her to the kitchen where Nami and Vivi were each nursing a cup of coffee.

“Hey,” She greeted pouring herself a cup of black coffee. Vivi groaned in response, laying her forehead against the table. Nami was gently rubbing up and down her spine.

“Morning, or I guess afternoon.” Nami greeted back.

“Wait, what time is it?” Himiko asked looking at the microwave clock, it was quarter to 1.

“Shit, I gotta call Shanks, I was supposed to be uptown an hour ago,” Himiko said slipping on her coat and heading out onto Vivi’s balcony. Her breath became visible as she closed the sliding door behind her. She placed her mug on the table before calling Shanks. It only rang twice before he picked up.

“Hey, Sunshine, how are you feeling?” His deep voice filtered through the phone, still husky from sleep.

“I’m okay, my head still hurts a bit but other than that I’m feeling fine.” Himiko replied, “Sorry, I’m not in uptown yet, I just woke up.”

“Don’t worry about that. I was pretty sure that you’d be running late today; it looked like you didn’t get back until 5 am.” He responded, “Did you have a good time?”

“Yeah, it was really fun to be able to spend time with all my friends. It’s sometimes hard to get us all together with all of our schedules.” Himiko said, a smile clear in her voice. Shanks let out another yawn before responding.

“That’s good to hear,” he said, another yawn escaping him.

“You, okay?” Himiko asked.

“Yeah, no I’m just tired. I was up late tying up some loose ends so that I wouldn’t have to worry about them on vacation.” He responded.

“Do you want me to pick up some coffee on my way up?” She asked.

“Only if you want to; I can survive without it.” He replied.

“Okay, I have to pass the coffee shop I work at on my way to the subway anyway. I’m gonna head out now, so I’ll probably be there within a half hour.” She said, “Bye”

“Bye, love,” he replied hanging up. Himiko picked up her coffee before heading back into the apartment. She was met with the sight of a Zoro sitting with his head in his hands. She was about to ask where Sanji was before she heard the faint sound of someone vomiting in the direction of the guest bathroom.

“Here,” she said passing Zoro her coffee.

“Thanks,” he mumbled keeping his head bowed as he took a sip. Himiko slung her bag over her shoulder and picked up Ace’s hat before poking her head into the kitchen.

“I’m heading out,” she said to Nami, her voice just above a whisper. She nodded, got up, and gave Himiko a brief hug.

“Be safe, love you” Nami said, pulling back.

“I will, love you too bye,” Himiko responded, before turning to the living room and giving those who were awake a wave goodbye. She then made her way down to the street and headed east towards the subway. She stopped briefly at the coffee shop to grab her, and Shanks’s drinks where she was forced to put Ace’s hat on to be able to carry the drinks. She was going to attempt to carry it all but decided against it. She knew the hat was expensive and didn’t want to potentially stain it. Once she was on the subway, she grabbed a seat and pulled out her phone. She clicked on the DM request Ace had sent her.

Ace: Hey, I’m sorry if I overstepped last night.

Himiko: TBH I don’t remember most of last night.

Himiko squinted down at her phone and tried to rack her brain of any interaction she had with him the night before. She remembered standing in line with him, and maybe vaguely playing pool with him, but that was it.

Himiko: I think I might have stolen your hat tho

Himiko: I’m free tonight if you want to meet somewhere to pick it up

Himiko immediately got a text back.

Ace: Okay, I live in center city if you want to meet up at the hospital’s garden.

Himiko: Sure, I’ll be heading downtown to meet up with Sanji at 6

Himiko: Would it be okay if we met up around 5:30?

Ace: That’s perfect. See you then.

Himiko slid her phone back into her bag as the train pulled into her stop. It was a short walk to their apartment from the subway. Himiko didn’t know why but she had an underlying feeling of anxiety. She wasn’t sure if it was the gala the next day or the fact that the trip was finally here, but something felt off. She found herself at the entrance of the apartment complex before she was able to further examine the feeling. She scanned in and made her way up to the 12th floor. She tried to push the negative feelings down to deal with later. She and Shanks only had 4 hours to pack before she had to head back downtown to try on the dress that Sanji had made for her. She had been his model for his final assignment. His final was based on something found in nature. He had made a white ballgown inspired by clouds. It was a happy accident that the colors for the gala were white and red based on the hospital’s logo.

Before she knew it, she was standing in front of their door. Shanks opened the door as she was digging around for the key.  

“Hey,” she greeted, smiling up at him. He didn’t respond as he stared down at her; eyes glued to the hat on her head with a serious look on his face.

“Shanks?” she said, pulling him out of his daze.

“Hey,” he responded gruffly, moving to the side so that she could enter the apartment. Himiko slipped off her shoes before she cautiously walked past him put down the drinks on the island and hang up the cowboy hat on one of the pegs next to the door.

“What’s with the hat?” he asked, perched on the back of the couch facing her. He looked annoyed. Himiko had never seen him like this. He had a cute wrinkle between his brows, but she bit her tongue to keep herself from commenting on it.

“Oh, it’s one of Luffy’s poly sci friends. I somehow ended up with it last night. I’m returning it on my way downtown.” She said leaning against the island across from him.

“You have no idea how you got it?” he asked looking down at her, a serious look still present on his face.

“No,” she said shaking her head, “I don’t remember most of last night. I think I may have beaten him in pool for it, but I’m not positive. The only clear memories I have of last night are dancing with Vivi and Nami.”

Shanks’s gaze softened at her omission.

“So, you have no recollection of being around him?” he asked.

“No, I think he might have left early with Luffy’s other friend” she replied.

“And you have no memory of kissing him?” he asked.

“What, no,” Himiko answered confused, “Last time he and I had anything physical happen was over three years ago.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure of that,” Shanks said pulling out his phone and walking over to her. Himiko squinted down at his phone screen. It was a picture from Luffy’s story. At first, it looked it only looked like a selfie of him and Sabo, but if you looked into the background, you could just make out her kissing Ace. It was a bit blurry, but between his hat and the reflective stars on her dress, there was no mistaking it.

“When the fuck did that happen?!” she said, taking Shanks’s phone and zooming in on the image of her and Ace. It must have been early into the night. As she clicked through the remaining photos on Luffy’s story she found no other traces of Ace. All of them looked standard. They left the club and went to the diner for food before heading back to Vivi’s.

“Okay, his message makes way more sense now.” She said handing Shanks back the phone.

“What message?” he asked, his demeanor slowly going back to normal.

“Oh, when I messaged him about the hat, he said he was sorry if he overstepped.” She explained.

“Do you think it was consensual?” Shanks asked.

“Yeah, no I’m not sure why I agreed to kiss him, but I most likely consented as much as you can when you’re drunk. Ace isn’t that kind of guy to force himself on women.” She responded.

“Okay, good,” Shanks said, his posture had relaxed.

“Sorry, you had to find out that I did that in this way.” She started, “If I was more aware I would have let you and Mihawk know before doing anything.”

“It’s okay Sunshine, based on all the empty cups on the table it looks like you had more than your share of drinks.” He said pulling her into a hug and pecking her forehead. Himiko returned the hug, before placing a hand on his chest and pushing him back slightly.

“Were you jealous?” she asked glancing up at him.

“What, no I was just confused.” He responded, not making eye contact. He had a light dusting of a blush on his cheeks.

“Really, 'cause you looked pretty annoyed. You even got a cute little crease on your forehead.” Himiko said teasingly.

“I-Okay I may have been a bit jealous.” He admitted, looking down at her bashfully.

“In the future, please tell me if I’m doing something that upsets you; I never want to purposefully cause you any additional stress.” She said looking up at him fondly.

“Okay,” he nodded, pecking her on the lips while keeping a firm hold on the small of her back.

“I think it might be a good idea if we reevaluate the conditions around me having external relationships next time, we’re all together.” She said. Shanks nodded in agreement, pecking her lips one last time before pulling back.

“Shit,” Himiko said looking at the clock.

“What?” he asked.

“We only have three hours to get everything together and packed.” She said fully pulling away from him and pulling up the text Mihawk had sent them outlining everything they needed to do.

“The list isn’t too long,” Shanks said, glancing over her shoulder, “Plus if we can’t get everything done today, me and Mihawk can always work on it before the gala.”

“Shanks he literally gave us one job. I don’t want him to have to worry about it with a time crunch.” Himiko said looking up at him.

“Fine,” Shanks whined, “I’ll work on brushing Anko, cleaning the litterbox, and writing the pet guide for the sitters.”

“Who are the sitters?” Himiko asked.

“Oh, their a set of older lesbians that live two floors up from us. One’s an abstract painter and the other was a well-known mystery writer in the 70s” he said.

“Wait, aren’t the caretakers of the lake house also an older lesbian couple?” Himiko asked, confused.

“Yeah, that would be Judith and Marge; they live in the town at the base of the mountain. Judith is a psychic and Marge is an owner of the local sex shop.” He answered casually.

“Okay? Did you specifically scout out older lesbians for these jobs or was it just coincidence?” Himiko asked.

“It was just a coincidence, but I’m glad it ended up this way. Both couples are extremely reliable and are able to make educated decisions while we’re not present.” Shanks answered.

“Alright, fair enough I guess.” Himiko said, shaking her head before zoning back in on the list, “I’ll work on cleaning out the fridge, cleaning/putting the dishes away, and putting the laundry away. I guess after that we can meet up then to pack our bags and pack all the group essential items.”

Himiko put on a Lofi playlist and started to clear out all the things that would expire while they are gone. She made quick work of the dishes before heading to the laundry room and starting to fold and sort the clothing. She was about two-thirds way done when Shanks came in and embraced her from behind.

“Did you get all of Anko’s tasks done?” she asked, as she continued to fold.

“Yes, she’s had her weekly brushing, I cleaned her room, and the care directions are printed and pinned to the fridge,” Shanks said as he perched his chin on her shoulder. Himiko bit her lip to contain a shiver from the sensation of his hot breath on her ear. Shanks began to press light kisses against her throat as she finished balling up the socks. She tugged him back by his hair the second he switched from soft kisses to sucking a hickey into her throat. A deep groan emitted from him as she held him back with a firm grasp on his hair. Shanks took the opportunity to pin her hips to the table with his when she released his hair and turned to face him. He tilted her head up by her chin and pulled her in for a desperate kiss. A whine escaped Himiko as he began to grind against her stomach. She threaded her fingers through his hair once again to pull him off her.

“What do you think you’re doing?” she panted as they rested their foreheads against each other.

“I think I was trying to get my reward for doing such a good job on my tasks.” He answered cheekily.

“Shanks we’re barely halfway through the list-” she started, she kept a firm grip on his hair as he tried to steal another kiss.

“But baby it’s been so long,” he whined, “I want to feel you.” He said as he began to grind against her stomach again.

“It’s only been a week,” she argued, still holding him back.

“It’s been a week and one day,” he argued back.

“You’re insatiable,” she sighed, looking down at her phone for the time, “We only have an hour and a half before I have to go,”

“That’s plenty of time,” he said back.

“Okay,” Himiko sighed, “If and only IF we get everything on the list done in the next 45 minutes, I’ll give you a reward.”

“Do I get to choose the reward?” he asked,

“Yes, but it has to take less than a half hour, so I have time to get ready to leave.” She conceded.

“Okay,” he nodded, giving her one last peck before pulling back. He slung his laundry bag over his shoulder and sped walked to his room. Himiko shook her head as she followed him out of the room with her laundry basket. This plan was either going to go really well or really bad.

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MASTERLIST

A/N: Hey, I'm back! ^-^ Sorry for the unintentional hiatus. I finally have my associate degree! I wanted to update this story last week, but I got a really bad cold and was in bed on all my days off. I'm feeling better now and I'm hoping to be able to regularly update this fic throughout the summer.

Thanks as always for taking the time to read,

-Locke

[sitchski]

OMG!!!! more steve harrington x fem!black!reader smut PLEASE!!!!

hmmm.. only cuz you said please 🤭 no but lowkey i’m glad you asked this so i now have the excuse to post this yayyy!

off limits.

summary: your boyfriend loved to gloat about how lucky he was to have you, but what he didn’t know was that steve had you first.

pairing: steve harrington x fem!black!reader

includes: unprotected sex, rough sex, oral stimulation (f receiving), choking kink, pet names, dom!steve, older!sinclair!sister, cheating

author’s note: so idk if y’all have heard the song restroom occupied but that song is a BANGER. and i’m not sure why but it inspired this oneshot. so did scandal i have been watching aLOT of scandal. idk where i was… lost but i am now found. anyways enjoy !

steve harrington was a good friend. he was so good! you, him and robin became such a cute little trio even though he was to graduate pretty soon.

even while at school, he managed to keep a watchful eye on your little brother, lucas, and his friends, mike, will and dustin. the party as they liked to call themselves.

steve harrington was a great guy. so why was he doing something so bad? and why, oh, why did it have to be you?

"your boyfriend has some real fuckin' attitude, y'know that?" he muttered discreetly, pretending to look for something to drink as he caught you in the kitchen.

a house party, one your boyfriend was throwing. he was sweet... a little boring but ugh so sweet! you had been dating for a couple of months now and were truly starting to feel comfortable.

but ofcourse, right there to disturb your peace was him.

"attitude? you really wanna sit here and talk about attitude?" you countered through gritted teeth. you absentmindedly grabbed the first thing infront of you in order to get your eyes to look anywhere but at him.

you settled on a coke bottle, unscrewing the cap and pouring it into your cup as you continued, "this night has been so good. he invited you to his house in confidence. can you for once not let your pride get in the way and act cool? please?"

he rolled his eyes dramatically. he was over your pathetic pleading. he knew that wasn't what this was all about.

"y/n, look at me. look at me."

"nope. i've got a drink to make."

"look..." he emphasised sternly but still quietly. this caused you to put the bottle and glass down, sighing as you didn't give in just yet. "...at me."

though you did some internal fighting, you caved. locking eyes with him. you only saw admiration; pure admiration. so raw it turned ruthlessly animalistic. you knew, because of how well he inflicted it on you.

"d'you think it's been easy? watching—" his breathless laugh interrupted him, his head turning away for a brief moment. "watching him kiss you? touch up on you? stare at me with a fuckin' smug face like your thighs weren't locked around my head this same week?"

your mind instantly pulled up vivid screenshots of the act, causing you to inhale sharply. you couldn't look away, though. he didn't even touch physically to force you to hold that gaze but there was something strong, almost magnetic, telling you you didn't stand one chance.

he was the one to break it though, glancing down, at your dress. black, sleek, tight. his jaw clenched as he drank you in, parched the whole evening.

"fuckin' teasing me with that dress. you know, we know he's not the one you wore it for. like- like he would know what to do when the dress is off. like he would know how to make those thighs shake," he mumbled. his voice got lower the more he talked, supposedly jumping onto a train of thought himself. one that stopped at the same destination as yours did.

he looked back up at you again. "go to the bathroom in about ten minutes. i'll meet you there in five after."

you scoffed, looking away to give a studious laugh. "like that isn't gonna be any more obvious?"

"nope," he chugged his full cup and slammed it on the countertop, "was just leaving."

you watched as he said goodbye to all of your shared friends, stopping at your boyfriend, where the exchange was done awkwardly and tensely.

silently, you screamed. in your head there was only one reaction. your consciousness had sat down your heart in a chair where she was repeatedly getting beat up. but it didn't matter. no matter how hard the blows were, your heart was still beating. for him.

and it beat in a happy and excited rhythm as you waited in the bathroom. you leaned against the sink, arms folded and anticipating.

it was pathetic, really. how consumed and controlled you were by the connection you two shared. you fixed your hair in the mirror, smoothed out your dress and, out of nervous habit, nearly chewed through your pinky nail.

that was until he showed up. climbing through the window like this was the heist scene in a big action blockbuster. speechless, you eyeballed his terribly indiscreet entrance and the way he dusted his knees as though it was a job well done.

"james bond, everybody," you slyly commented on his overt performance, arms folded like a true member of the audience.

"shut up," he bluntly demanded before claiming your lips with a cup of your cheek.

he appreciated your banter, he always did, but not right now. you were doing something to him. just standing there you were doing it. as long as that dress stayed on your body there was no need for talking. it needed to come off you.

you moaned softly through your lip lock, hands moving to tug at his green sweatshirt. he stopped you though, pushing your hands away quite forcefully. breaking away from the kiss to stare at your body. sorry, the temptation known as your body.

"off."

the word was muttered at first but when you didn't do what he had ordered, he glanced up at you to repeat himself. "off, angel. take it off for me."

you were going to listen. obviously. but it didn't mean you weren't going to have fun while listening. slowly, one of your hand reached back to the zipper. it took a lifetime to undo a few zips, though in your world it was only a few seconds.

already way too much time. he gave up, grabbing you by the arm and spinning you around so your back could press up against his front. the bathroom mirror being right infront of you both, you kept your eyes on him as he began to talk. his right hand makes sure to wrap around your neck so your eyes don't do him the disservice of wandering.

"you tease me every single day, y/n. every day you're with him. kissing him, hugging him- quite frankly, i don't wanna talk about what you two do together, it'll just piss me off," he interrupted himself, breathing in for a second.

"but i finally get to have you all to myself, alone, and you fuckin' stand there and tease me in that dress? d'you have any idea how hard this night has been for me, baby?" he questioned as he pressed his lips against your cheek. while putting emphasis on the word, he decided to also make you feel something very hard that was growing in his jeans.

you hummed in pleasure, moving your ass against his hard slowly. this made him hiss, tightening the grip on your neck.

"i think you're gonna have to take all of me now. make up for it, no?" he proposed. but he didn't even have to; he knew that he has you trapped in an imminent chain. all signs only pointed to:

"yes."

"then take off your dress, beautiful."

that was how it all lead to this point. you sat on the sink, naked and legs spread wide open. how it lead to steve mercilessly rutting his cock inside you to the point where your mouth wasn't even capable of moaning his name anymore.

"good God," he groaned, hands grabbing you by the thighs and roughly pulling you closer. one hand gripped your neck again, forcing you to lock eyes with him.

the green sweatshirt he wore here was off quite quickly, though his pants were simply pulled down  as well as his boxers. he clearly didn't want to waste anytime but that didn't matter to you. the quicker he got inside of you the better.

your g-spot was being bruised and abused by this man, each thrust giving you that same wondrous sensation that got you closer and closer. there was something so specific about the way he stretched you out, how each vein from his girth caressed your walls and the way it almost hindered his roughness.

"look at you," he murmured with a hinge of endearment, "my good girl, my good pretty girl. taking every inch of my cock for me."

'my'. he always used that word 'my' when he knew it wasn't (totally) true. this was bad for you, it was so bad. but you couldn't never bring yourself to the focal point of guilt. not when your focal point was wrapping your legs around his torso as he lifted you up, slamming you against the wall beside the sink.

claiming your body with his strokes, giving you no real option but to scream his name.

"you gonna cum for me, angel? tell me, has your precious boyfriend ever gotten you this close?" he asked as if this whole ordeal was normal, as if it was normal to fuck a taken woman.

it was humiliating as it was gratifying. but you answered every question, gave into every taunt, moaned at every position, fuck, flick of his tongue. you were his. some stupid boyfriend didn't matter.

you answered sheepishly, "no, steve. only you. it's always been you."

your arms were wrapped around his neck tightly as you felt your stomach grow heavy and your legs grow weaker. he seemingly felt it too, burying his head in the crook of your neck after grunting loudly.

"shit," he cried, turning his head to the side so he could plant some sloppily placed kisses on your skin, "and you love it don't you? love my cock buried deep in you. love cumming all over my dick while your boyfriend wonders where you are, you love it don't you baby?"

him whining his words, begging you to release like he needed it more than oxygen seemed like pure mockery. jeering at your pathetic desire. your walls sunctioned around him, much to your dismay, as it let him know how powerful his words were.

he finally hit that spot that made you scream with pleasure, forcing him to quickly wrap his hand around your mouth. he wanted to scold you until you creaming all over his shaft felt way too good to focus. he grunted harshly, dropping his hand and nearly sinking from the feeling.

but you didn't even get a chance to ride out your high, as you were already being lifted. physically. steve had literally picked you up, throwing your legs over his shoulders and burying his head inbetween your legs.

naturally, you were petrified of falling. somehow, this thrill and fear added to your elation. it almost felt like a sick form of punishment for what you had done earlier — you were literally convulsing and he was eating your cunt like he wanted you to feel pain.

"fuck, steve!" you cried, bunching fistfuls of his hair against your palms. there, he stopped, muttering, "my thighs, my beautiful angel. mine," he looked up at you, hopefully.

breathlessly, unconsciously, you confirmed to him, "yours."

him beneath you like this, watchful and attentive eyes made you get a surge of power. maybe the feeling was shared. steve harrington possibly feels controlled by you and not the other way around.

although, that thought is soon gone as he let you down. his eyes didn't leave you once. not even as he grabbed your hand and lead you to the door. he didn't open it, he didn't unlock it. all he did was press your bodies against it.

"s-steve?" you murmured, "what are you—" you glanced back to see him removing his pants fully from his body, wanting to get comfortable is what you presumed.

"oh, me?" he reiterated, "i'm taking my pants off."

you rolled your eyes at his fake cluelessness. stopping you from opening your mouth was the jolting force that was him grabbing you by the hood and forcing his backside right against his front.

"and i'm also fucking you against this door so he knows exactly who you belong to."

[georgiapeach30513]

Can we go back to that hemsworth video about Scorsese and Tarantino for a second?

Anyone go in and read the comments - literally every other comment (there’s about 1.3K) is about CE and Cap. Ppl came in and steamrolled poor hemsworth’s out of context words and turned into who knows what Chris Evans was in before cap

The clickbait annoys me but I’m more impressed that random ppl online knew CE was in street kings.

He’s not as irrelevant as 15 ppl on tumblr are always making him seem.

Ppl keep claiming he’s not xxx outside of marvel but ppl in the comments remember sunshine, Snowpiercer, not another teen movie, push, knives out, etc.

They couldn’t name a hemsworth movie outside of extraction and Thor. It’s a bit disheartening tbh but I do think CE has a decent if not underrated filmography.

I like his films a lot more than hems, pine, or Pratt despite also really liking hemsworth.

Can we please stop saying nobody knows CE outside of his fandom? His fandom are not the only people who watch his movies, they just may not come on here and write fan fiction about his characters or cosplay but they’ll watch it. He was also doing marvel characters before the rest of the avengers came around. His career has been quite long if not fairly lowkey outside of MCU.

Let’s give credit where credit is due. He’s forever getting lumped behind others and I’m honestly tired of it .

Nobody is saying he doesn’t have a great filmography, especially me. There’s a reason why Chris is my favorite actor. This is going back to the “Is Chris Evans an A-list actor?”

So then you have to ask, Can Chris sell a movie on his name alone? When you say Chris Evans are people going to know who he is?

I don’t think he can sell a movie on his name alone, and I do work with the public and a lot don’t know who he is. Some do. A lot of people couldn’t tell you the difference in Pratt, Evans, Pine, or Hemsworth.

I actually think Chris should be better known than he is. Steve Rogers isn’t even one of my favorite performances of his. But to your point me and no one else has never said that no one knows him outside of his fandom. And I am the last person to have these comments said to them.

Furthermore Chris’ biggest competition should be himself.

[savedpeople]

thoughts about tonight’s episode:

we got confirmation that maggie didn’t burn ginny’s dino, but is hiding it from negan and is planning to continue hiding it. and the fact that she tells ginny to her face that she can’t have negan knowing she’s there... she was completely planning on keeping ginny away from him and what, try to force her to go back to the community knowing that maggie is lying to him?

she had absolutely no business calling negan a monster in front of ginny, telling her she “doesn’t know him” and that she’d find out he’s a monster if she sticks around long enough. whatever negan’s done in the past is not what he’s doing now, and using crimes from 15 years ago to tell a little girl that the only person she has left in her life, who has been caring for her, is a monster, is uncalled for. the continued flip flopping between “i know you’ve changed/are trying to be better” and “you’re a MONSTER” is still old

the people hating on ginny for caring about negan and calling out maggie’s lies are weird. maggie both directly lied and hid things from negan. that is fact. ginny isn’t a horrible person deserving of death for saying the truth

maggie refusing oxygen for what reason??

was the weird wall of baby doll limbs supposed to shock us or something bc that is extremely tame in the world of twd lmao

tommaso lowkey looking like shane in this episode

i hate that they killed off both tommaso and amaia, and in such a weird anti-climatic way too? i liked them. they’re killing off nearly every character they introduce us to

also the fact that tommaso was apparently not bit or anything during last episode’s fight against the walkers? he really got out of that completely unscathed?

“out of my way, bitch” LOL

the “walker king” looked cool, but the entire “fight” just being maggie on her back stabbing each walker head also felt anti-climatic, given how often they were teasing the walker king in trailers

i saw people who watched it early making fun of negan for “finding any reason to mention he’s a gym teacher” but he only mentioned it bc armstrong literally asked? i don’t see the problem lol. negan’s only mentioned being a gym teacher/working with kids maybe 2 or 3 times total in the entire twdu.

years ago i’d written a headcanon about negan knowing first aid and how to treat a number of various injuries due to being a gym teacher/sports coach. and while everyone at this point in the apocalypse undoubtedly knows how to administer first aid to some degree, i still liked the small nod to/confirmation of my hc in the way negan knew where to find first aid in the school bus and immediately started treating armstong’s injury

so it took armstrong 15+ years into the apocalypse to realize that the world isn’t all black and white?

I’m really worried about this whole thing with the croat and the dama. why do they “need” negan. how does the dama know who negan is. it feels like they want him to help them run nyc or something and if that’s the case i really worry about the writers making him “go bad” again and join them?? like i don’t think they will. but i remember one reviewer mentioning a “plot twist” in the finale that would break the pattern of maggie needing negan’s help and them working together so i am Worried

i really don’t want the dama to be yet another character we’ve never met yet somehow already knows/has worked with negan, bc this spin off is already oversaturated with characters having past connections with him/magically knowing details about his savior era

the croat was acting unbothered about missing an ear last episode in front of negan, but wore a cap to hide it when visiting the dama

I don’t understand how croat knew about maggie’s history with negan well enough to demand she bring negan to him, or how he even knew her at all. he was already gone by season 7. he never met maggie. she and negan hadn’t seen each other in like 5 years and never worked together until long after all the other saviors were gone (meaning no one there to witness it and then later tell the croat, in the way someone told him about the war.) she wasn’t even at the old hilltop location when he took hershel iirc so it’s not like he went back to an old community that he knew had once been under negan’s rule. like how did he have enough information to do this? it doesn’t make sense and i’m tired of characters just magically gaining knowledge related to negan for plot reasons. if i missed something please let me know because i’m lost lol

i... don’t see why maggie had to lie to negan about her situation. why not be honest with him from the start, and try to make a plan together to get hershel back without actually handing negan over to the croat.

overall i was kind of “meh” about this episode; it’s probably my least favorite one of the season. i feel like the plot didn’t move forward much and i’m having doubts about the story wrapping up in the finale in a satisfying way. I have a feeling it’s going to end on a cliffhanger of sorts in hopes of it getting a second season. and it does bug me that if it does get another season, that the bulk of the characters we were introduced to are already dead

[lavidaginchy]

Let’s talk music today .

This week is my biggest show to date …am I ready … I’m always ready trust me I walk around with usb sets ready to go (no cap) but I am nervous .

This is huge platform on the same stage as some legends and I’m lowkey tryna figure out how I got here. And you are probably wondering the same thing. Why does this girl with less than 100 Spotify listeners on one of the biggest festival stages in bc. It’s called BEING READY PERIOD😅 and being kind , not difficult or disrespectful and a network of cool people routing for you to win.

You also can’t be included in everything. The world is a massive place, Canada is a massive place if someone hasn’t heard of you then don’t take it personal. Just keep working and making the connections. You won’t get every grant and trust me some times you don’t even need it all you need is a good group of people who understand your vision and your good too go!!!

Canada is such an interesting place when it comes to hip hop some of our biggest artist aren’t even talked about in blogs or any list or ever given a major platform , some want it and some simply don’t care but at end of the day it’s about what success means to you.

Some of us dream of Grammys some of us dream of Mobos (that’s me I want a mobo one day lol ) some just want to be number one on Spotify and some want genuine fan base and don’t care how long it will take. You can’t spend your time looking at what everyone else is doing because they may be struggling as much as you it just looks cool because it’s dressed in accolades. Being an artist is not for the weak you may have more down than up moments but just keep pushing and going and it will all be bless right now I’d say trust me but to be honest I don’t know 🤷🏾‍♀️ lol I haven’t reached my vision for success yet. Just keeping it real here.

Whatever your goals are I hope you reach them. My one lesson I would say is to not overwhelm yourself and forget bout why.

Surround yourself and talk to people who fill ur cup not only take from it. If your are taking up space at least add to the space as well 🙏

[songmingisthighs]

First up, I'm glad you've been able to get some rest. I love reading this story but your health and wellbeing is always more important <3

Y'know what, I'll accept the title of mercenary. I like it. To anyone and everyone joining the cause of hating odln!woo, I say GOOD! JOIN US!

Now onto your regularly scheduled commentary from me

Some more caps lock is inbound, but it's not rage this time. I'm actually putting aside my woo hatred for a second (I know, shocking! We'll get back to him shortly) because I have THOUGHTS

YEO DIDN'T THINK Y/N POISONED HIM??? HEY REDEMPTION ARC MAY JUST BE POSSIBLE

Also I can't put my finger on why, but leo seems just a lil too sus for me to be comfy...I don't know what it is but something about the way he's reacting to what y/n is saying...I really hope I'm wrong and it's just genuine concern, but I've been disappointed before

But regardless of sus feelings, MORE new information! ANOTHER twist! Things keep getting more complex and confusing for everyone involved and I lowkey love it, it's such a good story 👀

AND WHOEVER TAMPERED WITH THE EVIDENCE OF THE EVENT THAT KICKED ALL THIS OFF BETTER COUNT THEIR DAYS THEY'RE GETTING ADDED TO MY LIST OF PEOPLE WHO NEED A BEATING (unless they're already on there in which case they will be UNDERLINED)

As tradition dictates, odln!woo can go choke. I just KNOW his dirty grimy little spoilt brat fingers were involved somehow and once the truth gets revealed he better RUN because I and others supporting the cause (and hopefully half the people in this story) will be COMING FOR HIM

Ok bye for now love ya <3

- odln!woo hater anon

dw my existence is highly dependant on people needing me so i'll probably vanish if i literally have like absolutely 0 supporters

oh dude it's a cause now, we better open a sign up sheet

ODLN!YEO WASN'T AN IDIOT THE LAST 2 MONTHS BEFORE HE GOT INTO A COMATOSE STATE IT WAS UNFORTUNATE HE FORGOT HIS REDEMPTION ARC </3

ooooo wym the way leo's reacting ??? HOW is he reacting ???? he seems like a normal idiot to me but i may have missed smth 👁

IT'S TWIST AFTER TWIST AFTER TWIST WE ARE UNCOVERING MORE AS WE GO we need to put odln!yeo back where he belongs i swear

WHERE ARE ALL THE EVIDENCE AND THE POLICE "INVESTIGATING" THIS BUT NOT DOING ANYTHING ??? THEY CAN SUCK MY TOE FRFR LIKE WHAT THEY HELL THEY'RE NOT EVEN DOING ANYTHING ANYMORE BC THEY THINK THIS IS NOT URGENT ???? EXCUSE ME A MAN'S SOUL IS SUCKED INTO AN ELECTRONIC

yes yes i too am inclinced to remind odln!woo to choke on a walrus and on top of loving you back, i will join you in HUNTING THIS BITCH DOWN

[punkscowardschampions]

Nancy & Teddy Pt.3

Nancy: [just tell this dog how gorgeous he is etc etc again, so you can, giving this dog a kiss on the top of his head and looking at Teddy uncertainly like am I doing this right or nah]

Teddy: [when the compliments are getting to you and they aren’t even for you lol, calm down sir but also don’t ever, getting lowkey 😳 and having to say something to this driver as if the car is now 1000000 degrees, but nevertheless giving her a nod of approval and reassurance and squeezing her hand for a sec like yes well done you]

Nancy: [‘you won’t want your jacket back’ like oh no, you’re so warm, when we know it was the compliments and that is exactly why we did it, doing your own smile at being told you’re doing this right because have no idea ‘does he like me?’ as if this boy can tell]

Teddy: [‘no, you keep hold of it’ like he’s such a gentleman and no other reason, looking at this dog and then back at her, lingering over her and her smile cos can’t even help it ‘If I had to guess, I’d say he really likes you, a lot more than he thought he would this soon’ when you’re just actually sincerely expressing your own feelings]

Nancy: [wrapping it ‘round you again like okay, I shall, subtly giving it a little sniff as you snuggle into the collar for a sec ‘he knows I’ve got a nicer place, and I’m gonna feed him better food and let him sleep in my bed…’ just listing all the ways in which this dog is gonna be pampered, on your parents/this boy’s money no less but doesn’t phase us, of course]

Teddy: [directing the driver to take you somewhere where you can do a doggy designer shopping spree for all the things he needs and absolutely does not need but y’all will buy anyway because you’ve been too distracted by each other to think about that until literally now ‘Are we going to need to buy you a new bed too?’ aka bigger because this dog is large, shamelessly just thinking about not only her bed at home but the prospect of trying out new ones]

Nancy: [we are the least practical person of all time, would’ve clearly just paid someone to shop and drop for you once you realized you had nothing for this dog but now you get to go on a shopping spree so living laughing loving, doing a nod ‘super king sized for three’ me like I am sure your bed is fine but any opportunity]

Teddy: [it’s me thinking about how big her bedroom is and if a bigger bed will even fit but this boy not considering that at all because he literally doesn’t care or think about things like that and he’ll just tell them to send it back and order a new one if it doesn’t, rn he’s telling this driver to wait for them and then take them to wherever they are going bed shopping after with no concern for how long this doggy shopping spree first might take and the expense of anything]

Nancy: [also y’all taking this untrained puppy into cars that aren’t yours and shops is the most rich person thing ever, the poor dog better get used to it lmao ‘cos just letting this dog go where it wants whilst we gallivant]

Teddy: [the fucks neither of them give really bodes well for this dog and their future child, Janis would have an absolute fit, dog trainer extraordinaire that she is]

Nancy: [it’s going to be so badly behaved and we’ve seen how your child turns out lmao but for right now, she does not exist and you’re just using this as an excuse to refurnish your whole room basically because you can and you know he wants to have that kinda say so he will let you]

Teddy: [mhmm, lowkey the whole place, I’m sure, we all know you’d have no qualms buying new things for any room of the house/flat whatever she lives in and he isn’t putting a cap on anything]

Nancy: [when you just keep holding his hand because you can and it’s about the one thing you’ve really okay’d right now thus any and every opportunity ‘I hope you can come and sleepover soon’ because be a shame for you not to get use of this new house that is essentially being purchased here and now lol]

Teddy: [why do I love that so much, why am I so invested in you two messy bitches, god, you know he must be rich rich when he’s making all these big expensive purchases and his parents haven’t yet batted an eyelid/nothing has been flagged yet ‘half a day is all it’ll require of me & my time’ when you’ve downgraded Grace falling in love with you from a day given the new model sister info]

Nancy: [problematic faves lolollol ‘whatever you give her, give me double’ time, money, attention, all of it, even if we’re raising a brow like hmm at the suggestion it’ll all be sorted in that length of time]

Teddy: [‘I can give her basically nothing, meaning you can have everything’ poor Grace he’s really dragging you and the sad thing is how true it is, like he is gonna do that full date moment he said about earlier but it won’t even take that lbr]

Nancy: [bite your lip and nod your okay so you don’t say anything extra, how you want to]

Teddy: [pulling her bottom lip away from her teeth with his fingers much like when he closed his mouth and she tried to pry it open again earlier like you insist she says whatever extra thing she’s trying not to]

Nancy: [being into the touch so making a !! noise that is meant to be like what are you doing but it sounds more like what it is as you’re LOOKING at him like omg ‘alright, I was just thinking how this means no one else is going to have fucked me in this bed and that I like that’ shrugging it off as per but that was clearly the truth and real]

Teddy: [‘fuck, I love that’ with all the emphasis and !! because likewise clearly true af]

Nancy: [doing a sigh of relief like oh at least it isn’t just me that had that sentimental thought but you’re still !! too ‘love that’ like you’re repeating the last part of his sentence and not actually amending your own]

Teddy: [when you’ve gotta lie down on this bed again rn immediately about this regardless of where y’all are in the purchasing stage and who it may inconvenience because too !! not to, god he is the worst and so annoying, soz everyone]

Nancy: [being an asshole also and getting on not just by kneeling or butt scooting but by standing on it in your heels so you’re just standing over him casually for that moment until you’re on the other side of this bed and you can literally jump your booty down like you’re a child, again, only getting away with this because the obscene amounts of money you have spent here]

Teddy: [pulling her onto his side of the bed and into him as if they are alone because no fucks given ever, LOOKING at her so dramatically because he has feelings and he’s in them]

Nancy: [‘this has been the best day’ blurting that out as if the force of him pulling you to him made you, cupping his chin and LOOKING right back at him ‘none of the other guys I called daddy were actually this good to me’ me like ma’am, the sales assistant but we love to scandalize if we are so who cares]

Teddy: [‘I’ll treat you better than your actual father ever would, or mine, in case you’re still considering him’ the confidence, could never be me, also soz Fraze that he is calling you a bad father when you’re nothing of the sort and you don’t deserve this child]

Nancy: [laughing so happily like you don’t sponge massively off that father, ma’am but you do you ‘I’ll only fuck your dad if he’ll tell me all about you and what you were like before I knew you’ weird flex but we are here saying it so sincerely]

Teddy: [his own laugh ‘you’d have to fuck my nanny for that, and regrettably, I think she’s dead’ because I’m sure she was old and motherly not young and hot, raising your sister and brother first from little kids and then you was probably the vibe]

Nancy: [doing an OTT sad face like oh, poor you but we’re still amused ‘not going to start fucking ghosts, really be my auntie then’ he does not know Ro so a confusing statement but we made her sound like a mad attic lady so you get the vibe babe]

Teddy: [loling but then getting serious again how he do, shaking his head ‘you’re you and you can fuck who you want, ghosts included’ because we aren’t gonna let the mad attic aunt comparison stand when we think she’s iconic]

Nancy: [just looking at him and letting our eyes scream YOU ‘cos if we say it then we’re back where we were like let’s do it then ‘not until the price tags off it, darling’ gesturing at the staff who are obviously over the shenanigans but can’t say shit]

Teddy: [‘I’ll pay double the price tag, if necessary’ so seriously because we all know he would, letting the staff hear it, like we’re directing it at them instead of basically promising her the world]

Nancy: [when you now desperately want to fuck him here and now and that is all you can think about, shaking your head dramatically like you can dislodge the thought]

Teddy: [‘triple’ as she shakes her head like you’re negotiating what it would take to get her to fuck you here and now]

Nancy: [pressing your fingers against his lips like shh ‘you’ll bankrupt yourself’ when your voice is breaking lowkey]

Teddy: [getting a ‘baby’ out against those fingers which he’s never called her before but is now in response to the daddy she called him earlier, but it’s such a plea like come on because !! please, shaking his head so deliberately with the eye contact he’s making like no I won’t and you know I won’t cos that’s just how rich he is and clearly his dad hasn’t retired yet early cos James won’t run the company so not likely to be run into the ground and he can make more money by the day and obvs must]

Nancy: [pushing his face away with these fingers against his lips as you actively move your face in like you’re chasing and y’all might meet in the middle because ready to go there and do this, obviously, gonna say the people are fed up enough that they’re like fuck the sale, y’all are not doing that, so when they see y’all about to kiss they’re like UP YOU GET GOODBYE]

Teddy: [if anyone deserves a cockblock it’s these arseholes, I love to see it and I love that we’re not letting it happen for y’all yet because it’ll be so much more dramatic when it does, get up and find your dog who could be and probably is getting into all sorts of mischief as another poor sales assistant tries to wrangle it]

Nancy: [the poor dog needs to go take a shit, if anything should kill your vibe, it should be this lmao, get out and get going, of course we’re loling because not at all a thing to be embarrassed about, that, nope]

Teddy: [my boo said what she said and she’s once again so right for that, this boy is likewise unrepentant af which is why y’all are made for each other, get back in the car you made wait for y’all for christ knows how long and head towards home]

Nancy: [good thing there is simply no room for you to do shit in this car now with the dog and its things or we’d have trouble stopping y’all]

Teddy: [mhmm the shit ton of shopping bags is a very real and necessary cockblock after how close y’all just came to kissing, undeniably so, hold this dog and behave yourself boy]

Nancy: [busy yourself with directing the things you needed transporting to your place because too big for y’all to take, the least you can do]

Teddy: [Winnie here like so soz you didn’t get to redecorate your entire house I guess we’ll have to do it all again sometime hehe xo]

Nancy: [it is definitely happening little man, you’ve identified how about it you both are for all the reasons so]

Teddy: [meanwhile we love a comfortable silence compared to an awks one, like, we all know his phone is popping off cos it lowkey always is and he’s basically ignoring it and not just because of this dog]

Nancy: [honestly, the relief, we love to see it, the tension is still there but only in a good way]

Teddy: [and Grace will be turning up soon so that’ll distract both of y’all from this tension as well as lowkey heightening it, Winnie can’t wait]

Nancy: [he loves that delicious drama he do declare, and we all do]

Teddy: [when you’re gonna have to come home with her to carry all this shopping inside if nothing else, speaking of delicious drama, can’t even just say goodbye at the door/in the car]

Nancy: [that simply would not be practical nor gentlemanly lol, at least if you ask the driver to wait that gives you some reason not to totally wild]

Teddy: [which we need because I’m not letting y’all wild yet, we've gotta let this tension build and build to unbearable levels, soz not soz, god I dread to think how many trips he’ll have to make, thank god you’re young and fit so you can probably carry a lot of shopping bags at a time cos you’re also gonna have to carry and then shut in this dog somewhere first so he don’t escape and run off while you’re going back and forth]

Nancy: [at least we are the bitch to just allow you to do all this work whilst we helpfully keep the dog company in our room or wherever we can shut a door so it doesn’t bolt out into the street lol]

Teddy: [Nancy just reclining on her bed while he does everything, so me vibes]

Nancy: [my boo has a valid reason to be a princess, this girl does not but she is, hence sending you this whilst you are far too busy to look at your phone]

Nancy: [selfie chilling on this bed with this dog like mwah thanks so much lmao]

Teddy: [the way he’s not gonna see that for ages because not only is he bringing this shopping up he’s also unpacking the bags and putting the things where they logically are gonna go, only then having a look, it seeming like he’s left her on read but the next second he’s opening her bedroom door and standing in the doorway LOOKING at her IRL cos he’s done ‘Have you decided on a name for him yet?’ because of how much of a princess she looks and the royal vibes he said he wanted]

Nancy: [stopping fussing the dog so he will run to this boy and he can love him before he has to go because we’re lowkey sad about it and we can pretend that is purely for the pup’s sake but it is obviously not ‘Rex’ because you went to a posh school the pair of you, the Latin for king would not be lost on either of you, despite the fact she’s far from a nerd ‘it suits him’]

Teddy: [obviously loving on this dog because he doesn’t want to go either, trying out this name on him as soon as she says it, loving upon him more and encouraging this dog to like it and be excited about it, you can tell Teddy likes it too with the voice he’s using ‘Well done, it does suit him’ finally because can’t resist giving her praise]

Nancy: [‘how you said’ when he’s trying it out and likes it for when he said that about trying calling him daddy lol, we’re pleased that the dog seems to be responding even if it takes a while to train them to their name, especially for y’all because never actually training him but he’ll learn it eventually, more buzzing that this boy didn’t hate it though ‘yeah?’ ‘cos would actually let him name it if he was like LOL NO]

Teddy: [letting this dog actually go and explore the surroundings and all the toys and shit he has unpacked while he stays here, fully leaning in this doorway again from where he was probably crouched and then sitting on the floor respectively when fussing this dog, looking at her there comfy on her bed ‘yeah’ because he means it he’s not agreeing to keep her happy or because he likes her]

Nancy: [when he looks so handsome and romcom with this vibe you have to roll your eyes and lol at him like wrong bitch ‘you better go before you try and spill coffee on me’ like not in this look sir but also ‘cos we can’t be attempting some sincere goodbye rn]

Teddy: [‘you’d have to offer me one first, or anything to drink, for that matter’ but he’s amused not offended, walking over to the bed and doing a goodbye kiss on each cheek like his hello ones, except not at all because she’s lying down so he really has to lean in and over her to do this and they are so much softer and more romantic than the lowkey indecent ones he did earlier and therefore somehow so much more !! for that]

Nancy: [about to say something about how you don’t do that because not striving to be the hostess with the mostest ever here but stopping and not saying anything to let him do these kisses, resisting every urge to pull him in and onto this bed ‘cos he must go and you must resist]

Teddy: [you also have to resist your urges and go boy, it’s important to me]

Nancy: [let his ass be gone like you fully heard the car go before you send a message]

Nancy: See you soon, everything goes to plan

Teddy: It will, so you will 😘

Nancy: 🐶👅

Teddy: Maybe, if you’re a really, very good girl while I’m away

Nancy: and how would you know?

Teddy: I’ll just know

Nancy: He can’t speak, no matter how good of a mother I am

Teddy: The city isn’t big enough for you to misbehave in spectacular fashion without it getting back to me, we know too many of the same people & they love to speak

Nancy: but you’ll be so bored if there’s no good story to be told

Teddy: I’ll be bored because your cousin is going to bore me, she’s a bore

Nancy: No one knows that better than me

Teddy: You know what I’m doing for you & the least you can do for me in return is not make me 🐶🥺💔

Nancy: I won’t, I’ll behave

Teddy: You know how much I’ll like you if you do

Nancy: I just have to remember what behaving looks like…

Teddy: Can you remember?

Nancy: I’ll try really hard

Nancy: because I like when you like me

Teddy: You’ll love when I’m proud of you

Nancy: I definitely don’t know what that one looks like

Teddy: When you know what it feels like you aren’t ever going to forget

Nancy: I want it

Teddy: Earn it, baby

Nancy: So it wasn’t an accident when you said that in person

Teddy: We haven’t had any accidents yet

Nancy: Rex did but I pretended not to notice so they’d clean it up

Teddy: I can’t blame him for wanting all your attention, I’d do anything to get it too

Nancy: They did act like you’d just pissed on the floor 

Nancy: we’ll get a better bed, won’t we

Teddy: Of course, when you’re going to let me be the only one to fuck you in it because I’ll have ruined Grace like she’s an old bed

Nancy: She’ll never get over this

Teddy: You’ll be so proud of me & love the feeling both ways

Nancy: I felt proud of you today in the car, ‘til you stopped

Teddy: I’m sorry I stopped

Nancy: Me too

Teddy: This part is difficult

Nancy: but it’ll be worth it 1000 times over

Teddy: No doubt, but until then I’m going to have to touch myself 10000 times over, to feel sane again

Nancy: Aren’t you going out tonight? I thought that’s what I heard

Teddy: No, you must have heard wrong

Nancy: you’re going to be good too? 😁

Teddy: 👼

Nancy: You can still keep me company

Nancy: and show me how many times you actually have to touch yourself

Teddy: I’ll try & keep count

Nancy: you need me there to keep an eye

Teddy: I’ll have to start right now if I think about having you there, your eyes on me

Nancy: How much you had to tip, I’m sure the driver went home and hasn’t stopped thinking about it either

Teddy: You should’ve let me pay off [whatever the bed shop people are called]

Nancy: hey! I was going to, they weren’t having it

Teddy: We could still be there now, giving them so much to think about

Nancy: I’m 🐶🥺💔 now

Teddy: Me too, it’s unfair my 🐶👅 isn’t inside you

Nancy: how can I miss you somewhere you’ve never been, feel the lack like you have?

Teddy: Because I belong there & you know how it’ll feel when I am

Nancy: I haven’t craved someone like this since, ever, probably

Teddy: I haven’t missed someone ever, it’s a relief when everyone else goes, or I can

Nancy: you’re in demand

Teddy: Perhaps, but my only demand is that you show me how badly you crave me

Nancy: so you’re making demands now, huh?

Teddy: One, unless you need to show me 10000 times

Nancy: I think it might be cheating

Teddy: No you don’t, you think it’s a fantastic idea

Nancy: 💭💘

Nancy: you DID show me everything in the car

Teddy: Yes, so please

Nancy: okay, wait

Teddy: No, I can’t

Nancy: Shit, you’re making me feel so

Teddy: Open your fucking legs for me, Nance

Nancy: [do that because you can’t not, at least it can be faceless because you’re DYING]

Teddy: Yeah, give it to me, I need it

Nancy: I want to be with you right now, she needs to hurry up

Nancy: I don’t know how much longer I can wait

Teddy: You can’t either, you’re so wet, I can feel it

Nancy: for you, it hasn’t stopped

Teddy: [evidence of him touching himself on this car ride because he said he would show her when he did]

Nancy: Spit

Nancy: I will too

Teddy: [shamelessly do and show her that as well]

Nancy: [send your proof back]

Teddy: [his reaction back which is so loud soz to this driver who other than making him wait forever for them they’d behaved for until now]

Nancy: if I play it loud enough, you could be in the next room

Teddy: It is my room

Nancy: yes, stay

Teddy: She’ll never make me sound like this, it’s all you

Nancy: You’ll be mine and she’ll have no clue

Teddy: I am yours

Nancy: I haven’t closed my legs, I couldn’t be spread any wider for you

Teddy: Fuck

Nancy: say you’re mine out loud

Teddy: [a voice note as proof he did it and how indecently]

Nancy: now tell me what to do to repay you

Teddy: You need something inside you the size of me, show me how much you like it

Nancy: now I’m thinking about all the things I’m going to have to fuck whilst I wait for you to be done with her

Nancy: [eventually find something suitable, lord knows what but about the right size and vibe]

Teddy: Perfect

Teddy: I have to moan your name while I still can, enough times to compensate for hers 

Nancy: Hearing yours on her lips is going to make me want to slap her

Teddy: I’ll do it for you

Nancy: Make her cry

Teddy: She’ll sob

Nancy: You are perfect, Teddy

Teddy: I know

Teddy: but I’ve been waiting so long to find someone else who is & now here you fucking are

Nancy: let me abuse whores with you forever

Teddy: Infinity, yeah?

Nancy: No fucking tattoos, just ruin my pussy for anyone else

Teddy: I’ll make her get it & every time you see it you’ll know it’s for you

Nancy: She’s just another toy for us, that’s all anyone is to me

Teddy: You’re the only person who has thoughts & feelings that matter besides me

Nancy: You felt so real underneath me, anyone else may as well be dead

Teddy: They are, nothing but ghosts you can fuck if you want to

Nancy: I want to obey you, only you

Teddy: You wouldn’t regret giving full control over to me

Nancy: I want you to own me, fuck anything less

Teddy: You don’t deserve less, you deserve more

Teddy: you’re mine & I’ll take care of you

Nancy: if you were here, you could take control and fuck me properly, I can’t go hard enough

Teddy: I can take control from anywhere

Nancy: Do it then

Teddy: You do it, go harder because I’m telling you to & either you want to please me or you don’t & you’re going to upset me

Nancy: 🥺 what happens if I upset you?

Teddy: If you want to find out don’t fuck yourself how I would, stop now & start to cry like your pathetic cousin

Nancy: You’re only going to be able to finish inside her ‘cos of me

Teddy: You don’t get infinite opportunities to try my patience, do as I say, you’re not close enough to finishing anything

Nancy: Sounds fake but okay

Teddy: The attitude you’re giving me is fake

Nancy: You like it, all of it

Teddy: I like you, but I’m still the boss of you

Nancy: Be the boss

Teddy: I am, you’re just a baby

Nancy: do you wanna look after me?

Teddy: Someone has to

Nancy: Why you?

Teddy: Nobody else is up to it, you’ll wrap them around your little finger like you always do, get your own way instead of what’s good for you

Nancy: I’m doing it how you would, I swear

Teddy: Maybe you’re just saying that, to try & trick me too

Nancy: I know you want to see

Nancy: pictures are different from videos

Teddy: You could be giving me attitude again, because you think you know better

Nancy: I’m just scared

Teddy: There’s nothing to be afraid of

Nancy: There’s lots

Teddy: Well then, there’s nothing I can’t keep you safe from

Nancy: just, don’t get bored

Teddy: You fascinate me

Nancy: right now, I do

Teddy: Nancy, it’s going to become more & more fun, not less

Nancy: I’ll trust you

Nancy: don’t ruin it 

Teddy: Grace will be ruined, not you, not this between me & you

Nancy: [send him a video, even if it’s short, it will get across the frenzied vibe we’re carrying out here]

Teddy: I wish you were here & I could show you how proud I am of you

Nancy: I’d like that too, or if you could have stayed

Teddy: I could come back, but I don’t want to overwhelm you

Nancy: You will be back, before either of us knows it

Nancy: and it’ll be different, realer again

Teddy: It’s real now, realer than I knew I was capable of

Nancy: You don’t need telling, how mutual that is

Nancy: you know me that much, no one does beyond what I wanna show them

Teddy: I want to know you

Nancy: Lets try it

Teddy: Perhaps there is that to be scared of, but I mean it, I can protect you, whatever’s underneath the facade

Nancy: I wanna know you better than anyone else does too

Teddy: I don’t think anyone does

Nancy: I thought so, maybe

Nancy: maybe that’s why we found ourselves finding each other so many times before now, I dunno

Teddy: Recognition

Nancy: Makes me a bit sad for you but selfishly happy for myself now

Teddy: I’m drawn to you, you can dismiss it as fleeting, I understand why you would, because it usually is

Nancy: I’ll do what I can to make it last, keep you around

Teddy: You said you were tired, I am too

Nancy: When everyone else goes home, I don’t know where to be

Teddy: I’m not going to go

Nancy: Only when you want to take me too

Teddy: I’ll create a home for you, somewhere you constantly want to be

Nancy: I don’t want to mess this up, I have to make it work

Teddy: Everything I touch is golden, remember

Nancy: You’re so handsome, I should hate you

Teddy: That’s nonsense, you’re beautiful, we should be a power couple

Nancy: 😳 stop it

Teddy: No, I hate whoever made you feel like you aren’t as hot as I am

Nancy: Don’t you think I’m as sad as her?

Teddy: You’ve been deceived, that’s sad, she’s simply tragic

Nancy: You can think I’m hot, I’ll try not to fight you about it

Teddy: You can try & fight me darling, I’ll win as easily as did earlier

Teddy: I didn’t let you fall because I have no desire to hurt you

Nancy: That might be my favourite part

Teddy: It was our own trust exercise, I’ll never ask you to build a raft to carry us & the puppy over a river

Nancy: He’s too heavy, never mind you

Teddy: He isn’t too heavy for me & neither are you, regardless of the emotional baggage

Nancy: gonna focus on how strong you are and not my emotional baggage, thank you

Teddy: 💪

Nancy: 🤤🥴 not touching you properly has killed me

Teddy: It’s an awful rule, we have to do away with it

Nancy: let's touch as much as we can, whenever we can

Teddy: I’d accidentally OD if I have to touch her & can’t you

Nancy: you’re making me feel bad for using you like this now

Teddy: Feel a little bit bad, enough that you can’t keep your hands off me, at least

Nancy: would be awkward, if my hand met hers like that

Teddy: Don’t hold her hand, I’ll be so jealous

Nancy: God, you’re adorable

Teddy: It was my favourite part

Nancy: pretending to be a couple with you was too nice

Teddy: We are a couple, we’re pretending not to be

Nancy: I’m never getting bored of this, you can take that promise right now

Teddy: Okay, I will

Nancy: I’m going to do so much fucked shit for you, you’ll forget you were ever mad I made you wait

Teddy: I have forgotten, I want to marry you right now

Nancy: You want to see me in the dress, I haven’t forgotten that

Teddy: Yeah, but I also don’t care if there isn’t one, I’d take you to [wherever the nearest place that would do this is] without a dress or cake to cut or guests & say whatever I have to say for it to be done, tonight, immediately

Nancy: It would be fucking everything if you were already married

Teddy: Will you marry me?

Nancy: Fuck you, I’m too turned on for this 😖

Teddy: Yes or no?

Nancy: Everyone would blame me, it’s too blatant

Teddy: After then?

Nancy: Why not, yeah

Teddy: Promise you’re not going to jilt me?

Nancy: It would be suitable punishment but as I’m the one who wants you to do everything you’re going to do, not going to be me to dish it out

Teddy: I’m sure Grace has a tattoo about karma, I’ll ask her to explain it 

Nancy: It’s very complex and spiritual, babes

Teddy: It’s as if she’s here

Nancy: Mood killer, sorry

Nancy: tell me how much you wanna marry me again

Teddy: We should’ve shopped for rings, you’d have given an absolute yes if we had

Nancy: So glad you’ve worked out what an absolute golddigger I am

Nancy: have no idea what you’re getting out of this arrangement but

Teddy: I beg to differ, I think you’ve got lots of ideas

Nancy: You can have that without the contract though

Teddy: But you can have the last name before your sister does

Nancy: 😍

Nancy: okay, that worked

Teddy: Our end goals are identical

Nancy: that we don’t have one?

Nancy: Just keep having the best time

Teddy: & everyone who isn’t us, doing things that’ll mean they aren’t having a good time

Nancy: Why should they?

Nancy: you earn it

Teddy: Tell me who hurt you

Nancy: so you can hurt them

Teddy: You’ve given me a gift, I’d like to give you one

Nancy: just, every girl thinks they’re better than me, I can feel it, soon as I walk into a room

Nancy: not helped by my perfect mother and sister, who everyone is jealous of

Teddy: When we walk into a room together all those girls are going to feel as inferior to you as they deserve to, because they are

Nancy: You’re so hot and you want me

Teddy: If I can’t bring down your mother or sister, though I do intend to try, I’ll lift you up, the highest

Nancy: When they got together, I told her all about James, what he was like

Nancy: she didn’t care, of course 🙄

Teddy: He’ll never marry her, have children with her

Teddy: they’ll barely be official, no one in my family recognises her as someone who matters

Teddy: I can give you all of that, if you want me to

Nancy: He won’t do it all again, she’s basically still the other woman

Nancy: They won’t like me though, not if you do

Nancy: and I’d rather please you

Teddy: You’ll be mine in contract, it’s irrelevant whether or not they think you’re fantastic or horrific

Nancy: Better than Grace

Teddy: & Chlo 

Teddy: & Ava

Nancy: You aren’t going to take it away from me, if I say I want it

Teddy: No, it’s yours if you want it

Nancy: Well, I do

Nancy: sorry to be cliche

Teddy: Was it true, about the K you mentioned earlier?

Nancy: Yes, [a shadier character on your scene] hooked me up

Nancy: I have barely dipped into it, as you distracted me so much today

Teddy: As we’re on the subject of cliches, I’m considering how easy it would be for J to fall off the wagon, given a tiny nudge

Teddy: Ava would care very much if circumstances altered that drastically, you remember what he was like

Nancy: You’re a genius

Nancy: would he party with you? I know he wouldn’t reply to me, well

Nancy: I COULD attempt it, say we should bond, for her sake and old times’

Teddy: He’d be heartless refusing an invitation to double date with Grace & I, for her sake, Ava is part of her family

Nancy: You think you can get him to do it whilst she’s there?

Teddy: I’m not suggesting it needs to be consensual, it’ll tip him over regardless into his former habit, every addict is simply hanging by a thread, so I’m told

Nancy: She’ll have to come back to Chelsea with her tail between her legs, the fuss she made, taking his side over Buster’s too

Teddy: & who could blame your brother if his stance of mine’s suitability as a parent changed?

Nancy: He wouldn’t be wrong…

Nancy: It’s perfect

Nancy: we just need to make sure my brother can’t get those kids either, get them back to her

Teddy: He’s hardly fit himself, it may not be illegal but it’s certainly immortal

Nancy: Her parents will have to take them, I don’t know

Nancy: Buster didn’t want her, not until Rio decided she did

Teddy: Chlo’s parents raised Jay almost exclusively until Ava appeared on the scene, they’d have first dibs

Nancy: 😈😈😈

Nancy: You’re doing him a favour, actually

Nancy: not that that’s why I’m excited

Teddy: You’ll be excited when I come up with a plan involving your mother, but that’s going to be slightly more difficult

Nancy: I have so much faith in you, my face hurts from smiling

Teddy: I’m going to need all the info you have about her to find the most viable weakness to exploit

Nancy: All she cares about is her business and my dad, really

Nancy: Anything there will kill her

Teddy: Give me as much detail as you can about her business first, it’ll be tedious but it’s the best place to begin

Nancy: I’ll go home, whenever I next can, find you proper information, not just the stuff anyone could find out

Teddy: I appreciate it, darling

Nancy: I appreciate you, a lot

Teddy: You will

Nancy: How long have you been like this, like me?

Teddy: I’m lacking a noticeable turning point which could act as the voila moment in my villain origin story

Nancy: You were born like this, good

Teddy: Perhaps, I don’t know

Nancy: If you were, that means you can’t change and I don’t want you to

Teddy: I have no desire to be a reformed character, I like who I am now

Nancy: Everyone knows the villain is the most interesting character anyway

Teddy: I’ve never been accused of being a bore, imagine

Nancy: I can’t

Teddy: My reputation is going to nosedive dragging her deadweight along with me but I refuse to be brought that low by your cousin

Nancy: Do you care?

Teddy: Let everyone think I’ve descended into their boredom & mediocrity, they’ll see the truth we know when it comes out

Nancy: The puppy misses you

Teddy: Is he crying?

Nancy: Yes

Teddy: I want to hear it

Nancy: [send a little vid because puppies do cry a lot so sure you can get that easily]

Nancy: 🥺🐶

Teddy: 💔

Teddy: You’ll be awake all night

Nancy: He doesn’t know where his daddy is, poor baby

Nancy: I’ll take good care of him, promise

Teddy: I don’t know what I’m doing here either

Nancy: Are you back? It’s not far

Teddy: [a selfie much like the one she sent him when he was carrying all the stuff in like yep look]

Nancy: 👑 I’ll show him

Nancy: he won’t be so worried when you look so cosy

Teddy: I’m worried about you, all alone

Nancy: He’s got to look after me too, until you’re back

Teddy: Maybe we can train him to attack Grace whenever she dares to come anywhere near me

Nancy: Pull her extensions out 🤭

Nancy: maybe he’ll be super territorial, like you

Teddy: Of you, but I’m the boss of him, he knows I don’t need protecting

Nancy: You can call yourself an alpha, this one time

Nancy: it’s in context, and true

Teddy: Yeah, I’m the head of this family

Nancy: Teddy

Teddy: Nance?

Nancy: I’m shy but I’m really happy you’re in my life properly now

Teddy: You’re precious 

Nancy: I will be, you’re going to want to keep me

Nancy: [send him the shit you can find about what your mum does and who she is online, obvs you’re going to go snooping later but for now]

Teddy: I do, wife you & keep you 

Nancy: give me babies by mistake

Teddy: We’ll buy bigger & bigger houses 

Nancy: No one can touch me unless you’re there, I swear

Teddy: You aren’t going to want anyone else to touch you once I have

Nancy: I believe it, I can’t go out tonight, already

Teddy: You won’t be able to cum for anyone but me

Nancy: If you’d have asked me if I wanted that, any of this

Teddy: I’d have fought against it too, tooth & nail

Teddy: not because you’re you, because I’m me

Teddy: or was

Nancy: I know, this isn’t you, or me

Nancy: but it’s somehow us and it feels stupidly right?

Teddy: It does, we’ve got no choice but to go with it

Nancy: I need you, desperately now

Teddy: When can I see you again?

Nancy: I can invite you over, or out

Nancy: when the great coincidence of her meet-cute being you, an acquaintance, is revealed 

Teddy: I could take you both to [somewhere she loves, because the vibe being if they go out there’s more chance of being together under Grace’s nose than if they are all in this flat/house]

Nancy: Perfect 😁

Nancy: I will dress her however you’d like

Teddy: Don’t let her embarrass us, naturally she will herself, but the outfit needn’t contribute 

Nancy: I’ll let her borrow something that makes her feel super hot

Teddy: Put her in what you wore today, if it’ll fit her

Nancy: 😻 You’ll be the happiest you can be to see her, fuck

Teddy: There isn’t time to send it to be dry cleaned, she’ll smell like you, like [whatever expensive perfume you’ve clocked Nancy was wearing]

Nancy: And you, a little

Nancy: you were all over me, not enough but more than you ever have been

Nancy: she won’t notice, it’s just for us to know

Teddy: & me even more when she gives it back to you

Teddy: I’ll be all over her thinking of you, what I would’ve done differently & what I did right

Nancy: You did try to do it differently, in fairness

Nancy: but yes I am furious with you and myself now

Teddy: You can be furious with me in front of her

Nancy: am I not supportive, SO many people are going to call her a total fool, after all…

Teddy: Yes, but I did spill ☕️ over her, after all

Nancy: True, that is SO beyond clumsy and stupid of you, you better treat her better from here on out

Teddy: I promise to treat her how she deserves to be

Nancy: Good boy

Nancy: I’ll be keeping a super close eye on you, still

Teddy: It’s vital you do

Nancy: It’s sad, how much she’ll miss you, even when you fuck her over this hard

Teddy: I’m as good as it gets, she’d be a fool not to

Nancy: and you’re gonna give it to her so good, how could she not think about that forever, however 💔

Teddy: Comparison will be her mood killer forever

Nancy: Poor girl

Teddy: You’re SO turned on

Nancy: Shh, you are

Teddy: [Evidence of this]

Nancy: Mine

Nancy: I like that just talking about all the things we’re going to do can do that to you

Teddy: Can do that to us, you’re feeling the same way

Nancy: Of course I am, everything about this is what I want, hurting them, having you

Teddy: You’re going to help me fuck up my family too, aren’t you?

Nancy: Yes

Nancy: James is the easiest but we can make plans for the rest of them

Teddy: G’s the biggest challenge, I used to foolishly believe she was like us once

Nancy: She seemed like more fun than what’s happened to her

Teddy: You may have to befriend her

Nancy: 💃👠🍾💄🍸💃

Nancy: Remind her what life was like before she got saddled with some kids who are nearly your age

Teddy: It’s a mystery to me, what happened, I don’t understand it

Nancy: You miss her

Teddy: I had an ally in this house in her, my mother talks a good game but she’ll roll over when he asks her to & now G is too

Nancy: What is our endgame, with your father?

Teddy: No less than complete & utter destruction 

Nancy: Easy for us

Nancy: There’s the money, his reputation and his hold over your mother, we can decimate them all

Teddy: I’ll love you if you help me

Nancy: well I’m going to help you

Teddy: I can’t do it alone, I’ve tried

Nancy: there are things I can do as an outsider

Nancy: as well as as a girl

Teddy: Use your outstanding feminine wiles

Nancy: I’ll think of a way to beyond just fucking your dad, it’s too cliche

Teddy: He is cliche, but I don’t want you to

Nancy: And if your mother has learnt to look the other way, it won’t work

Nancy: Blackmail, however, might

Teddy: Extortion could buy you an incredible 💍

Nancy: and make me feel more worthy of it

Nancy: All we need is some embarrassing, bordering on immoral dirt, and we can tap him for all the cash, lest his wife and the rest of Chelsea find out

Nancy: only do that part when you really, really want to

Teddy: I love you

Nancy: Darling

Teddy: I’ll make you feel worthy of it

Nancy: I don’t want this to mirror anything you do to Grace, it can’t or I’ll never believe it

Nancy: and I want to

Teddy: You know it doesn’t, what I’m going to do to you is entirely yours

Nancy: You’re going to make her believe you love her in half a day

Teddy: This isn’t a trial run for that, I’m not in need of any practice 

Nancy: You understand though

Nancy: and when you’re still around and still want me when this is all done, then I won’t have anything to freak out about 

Teddy: Understand me, I was showboating when I said that, because love bombing works for & on dummies, tried & tested

Teddy: you aren’t stupid & I’m not trying to play you

Nancy: If you were, then I’d play you right back

Teddy: I adore you, I don’t have an agenda other than letting you know it

Nancy: You being nice to only me makes me wanna scream, in the best way

Teddy: Today was nice, I could scream too

Nancy: I think you should, and let me help you with that as well

Teddy: Okay

Nancy: Would you like me to get in the spare bed, so it’ll smell more like me when you’re in it?

Teddy: Now you’ve suggested it I would, I’d like that a lot

Nancy: Okay

Nancy: [send him a selfie from this bed, that is obviously more suggestive]

Teddy: You’re overcoming your shyness to be such a great comfort to me, it hasn’t gone unnoticed & won’t go unrewarded

Nancy: You have to know that I’m thinking about you

Teddy: It would be so unfairly one sided otherwise

Nancy: If this is anything, it’s equal

Teddy: That’s a novelty, how could you be scared I’ll be bored?

Nancy: I only get what I want when I steal it, not because it wants to stick around

Teddy: Well, I want to

Nancy: The novelty isn’t going to go uncelebrated, worshipped, if you want to get religious about it

Teddy: A church wedding is on the cards

Nancy: Fingers crossed we don’t burst into flames

Teddy: We’d be making a fantastic entrance

Nancy: That’s a given for you, me when I get the right dress

Teddy: Darling, it’s as much of a given for you

Nancy: I’ll look good, don’t worry

Nancy: I know how to work what I have to my advantage, by this point

Teddy: I couldn’t be less worried, you always look amazing

Nancy: It’s going to kill me now, you all over her

Teddy: I’d try & be sympathetic, but I’m the one who’s going to have to be all over her

Nancy: I’ll help you get the taste out of your mouth

Teddy: She’ll taste of [the shadiest combo of things possible like something for weight loss and also some kind of food that is calling her tacky and fat at the same time, you know the vibes]

Nancy: She does 

Teddy: Of course you know

Nancy: All girls makeout with their friends when wasted

Teddy: We’ll get her smashed at [Nancy’s fave place they said they’re going to as a trio], see what happens

Nancy: She’ll tell me everything, always has

Nancy: I coached her through her first time, made sure it was a total mistake and disaster

Teddy: I demand you tell me everything about Grace losing her virginity immediately

Nancy: I don’t know, she was pretty young, her sister had just died, very vulnerable 😁

Teddy: [just sending the most shameless evidence of the effect hearing that has had on him, soz Grace]

Nancy: Yeah, that’s how it made me feel too

Nancy: it was so unbelievably easy to take her, her family was a mess, no one was checking after her, or if I was being a good older cousin

Teddy: & you were being the perfect role model as it turns out, shaping her for this, for me

Nancy: You don’t want her as much but she’s a very good pet

Nancy: I’ve been training her for [however many years it is, like 5 or 6 or something evil]

Teddy: You broke her in like a 🐴 I’ll do the rest & break her completely

Nancy: You’re going to tell me every detail that I can’t be there for, aren’t you?

Nancy: It’ll be my proudest accomplishment to date

Teddy: Every detail, I promise

Nancy: I love you too

Teddy: It’s my proudest accomplishment to date

Nancy: I’m not just saying it because I’m still looking at [the last thing he sent her] but it isn’t hurting

Nancy: nor is remembering [and tell him all the details of what went down, we all know the vibe]

Teddy: [send her something else even more extra obvs cos dying about it lol]

Nancy: I wish I knew what you tasted like, every part of you

Teddy: Ask her

Nancy: Should we keep her?

Teddy: Until there’s nothing left

Nancy: Then we’ll find a new plaything, together

Teddy: We’ll be bored of the city before we are each other

Nancy: I think you’re the least boring person I’ve ever known

Nancy: you’ll let me do exactly what I want to do, what I like doing best

Teddy: & I think you know exactly what such high praise is doing to me

Nancy: you said you’ll leave the door open

Nancy: I’ll watch

Teddy: I did say that

Nancy: It’ll turn her on, I’ve fucked her up that much

Teddy: Fuck me up

Nancy: You already are, darling

Nancy: you’ve never been more turned on

Teddy: It may not be your magnum opus but you should be proud of the victory you’ve achieved over everyone else there

Nancy: I’m SO proud, I want everyone to know, almost as much as I want you to give me what’s mine right now

Teddy: They’ll know, in time

Nancy: just how turned on you are, and that it was me

Nancy: not the why that got us both here, what gets to us more than anything else

Teddy: You’re going to get me banned from everywhere in this city with how turned on I am, we’ll have no choice but to move

Nancy: It’ll help us get away with our crimes

Nancy: and I’ll go anywhere with you

Teddy: A lot of countries are lenient towards crimes of passion

Nancy: I like it when they pretend not to like it

Nancy: but their bodies betray them

Teddy: [do another kiss and tell moment of any stories you have in that vein]

Nancy: Teddy, these sheets are going to be soaked, fucking hell

Teddy: I’ll accept no less

Nancy: you’re going to drive her face right into them

Teddy: Yes

Nancy: If I come in and kiss you, she won’t know

Teddy: A kiss on each cheek, over before she’s conscious of it

Nancy: You’re so romantic

Nancy: I’ll show you how I kissed her the first time, if you want

Teddy: I’m curious 

Nancy: So was she

Teddy: Who wouldn’t be for you?

[bylightofdawn]

My work decided randomly at the end of last year that they were going to move the cap for PTO from 100 hours to 80.

I am a very dedicated (read stupidly obsessed with being dependable and diligent worker bee) Capricorn that exudes so much Capricorn energy you can prolly read it from orbit so suffice to it so say I have over 100 hours of banked PTO and was at risk of losing 20 some odd-hours. This is after I took two vacations last year so yeah I was kinda not happy with this new policy.

Soooooo I requested that time off before it expires on the 15th and ya girl now has 5 whole days back to back off starting tomorrow.

I'd originally planned to make a trip to Houston but sadly, I can't afford it thanks to getting the plague after my last mini vacation in December and my check on the 31st wasn't what I was expecting it to me.

Which, eh no big deal I'll just enjoy this time and do a staycation instead for the next 5 days.

I'm going to do some spring cleaning and rearranging of my apartment. My mother has been trying to fob some furniture off on me for years so I've decided to get rid of this 96 inch metal baker's rack that was housing all of my dvds and various fandom crap like lose figures and the like.

On Sunday, i went through all my DVD's BluRays etc, took them all out of the boxes and recycled them and started to put them into a binder. I had to buy a BIGGER one because 270 something wasn'r enough. All together with some DVD's being doubled up like bluray/dvs combos. I filled up a 400 space binder.

What. The. Fuck.

And that's not counting the things I didn't get rid of because it was specialty cases or things like my Red vs Blue and Star Wars stuff or ANY Of my many, many TV shows. I think I'm going to get a separate binder for those and then keep the cases but put them in a box to free up space so I can hopefully get shit down to one book shelf so I can get a small couch or love seat in my living room.

That ain't happening tomorrow though. Tomorrow is me time, I am going to play video games, read and write and then start cracking on that stuff on Monday.

The only thing that could make this vacation better was if I could get a massage or something stupidly self-indulgent like that.

So here's crossing my fingers and hoping I make some head-way in my new JasPlo fic. I'm debating breaking my own rules and posting things as I write rather than once I've finished just to see if the stress of keeping people waiting would be enough to motivate hibernating motivation or if the stress would just make me not want to write at all.

I mean is it really the end of the world if I have a WIP that hasn't been touched in six months? I dunno. I feel like my own innate sense of guilt would eat at me and I'd prolly crater like a house of cards the first time I get some shithead self-entitled comment asking why I haven't updated.

Which, LBR prolly won't happen cause how many people are going to be reading some super rarepair fic to begin with and I don't think I attract that sort of attention so no way that would even happen.

Most of the time I just feel like I'm putting stuff out into the void. Which, I'm not complaining about but I just really doubt that sort of scenario would happen.

But....you tell that to my guilt complex. I was definitely catholic in another life and have apparently carried said guilt into my next life.

Useless Edit: I ended up getting 90% of my tv series in the binder that held 270 something dvds. When did I buy all this shit that realistically I will never watch again because I own a chunk of them on digital now anyway.

I’m going to see if I can sell the random Smallvile seasons 4-10 and random Naruto seasons at Half Priced books since I’m well past my Naruto phase and what’s her faces sexual assault scandals kinda ruined the show for me forever. Same reason I got rid of all of my Kevin Spacey dvds when I was going through my dvds. But I forgot I bought both seasons do BBC’s Musketeers and I lowkey kinda want to rewatch it now. I also forgot I had seasons 1-4 of Scrubs which is one of my lowkey favorite series ever. I’m kinda excited by the things that got kinda lost in my collection. I found my Dark Angel series and kinda want to add that to the list as well

So series wise I’m pretty set. I don’t know if I’ll be watching any of my dvd or blu rays though. I plan on taking my binder of movies over to my moms house since she doesn’t know how to run Netflix ffs so the know she will get some use out of them. Or at least more than me.

I guess this semi counts as a declutter, yes? Pffft

[mulletmitsuya]

Toman groupchat ft.Haitani's

Warnings: suggestive, swearing, i made the Haitani's twins here (for plot reasons), also rindou x angry (if you don't like, don't read)

Angry: i'd like to add someone

Mikey: 🤔

Mikey: you don't have friends tho

Smiley: 🤨

Draken: we could make a seperate groupchat

Draken: i feel like people keep forgetting that this is a work related groupchat 😐

Angry: oh

Angry: it won't be for long

Angry: just to introduce you to them

Smiley: who????

Smiley: like Mikey said, you don't have friends

Hakkai: yeah Angry😕, me, Fuyu and Mitchy are basically your only friends

Baji: only Tora and I call him Fuyu, stop it rn I'll beat you ass

Hakkai: oh, sorry

Chifuyu: Baji-san :(

Mitsuya: Baji watch yourself lol, you didn't need to be rude

Baji: would you like if i just started calling you Taka-chan

Baji: ew that felt gross to say

Mitsuya: i would have politely asked you to stop, don't be an ass

Kazutora: bro that's basically his entire personality, c'mon now

Angry: we aren't friends

Angry: well we were, but we're kinda dating

Smiley: 🤨???????????

Smiley: ex fucking scuse me

Mikey: YUH GET IT SOUYA

Baji: cap

Angry: it's not🙁

Angry: i'll add him now

Draken: ....

Draken: no one listens to me

*Angry added ××× ××× ××× and ××× ××× ×××*

Mikey: that's 2 people

Mitsuya: this isn't a good idea

Angry: he doesn't really go anywhere without his brother so i added em both!

Angry: i'll give them names

Rindou: sup😎

Ran: what's this

Baji: 😦

Draken: ¿¡

Kazutora: UHM??????

Mikey: HELLO????

Mikey: ANGRY????

Smiley: 😁💢

Smiley: is this some kind of unfunny joke

Ran: why am i in a Toman groupchat???

Ran: Angry i don't care that you and my brother are friends, don't associate me in your weird little companionship

Hakkai: what the fuck is Ran Haitani doing here 😀

Angry: calm down guys

Mitsuya: what made you think this was a good idea Souya 🙃

Rindou: calm down guys i'm not here to cause problems, Angry just wanted to introduce me to his best pals. It's all chill 😎

Kazutora: if he uses the "cool guy" emoji one more time

Rindou: 😏🕶👌

Chifuyu: wtf

Mikey: ??????

Draken: are we gonna forget that they're in a rival gang??

Smiley: i don't get it

Smiley: didn't they break two of your limbs and give Hakkai a serious concussion

Angry: that happened like 3 years ago

Angry: we talked about it

Rindou: yeah everythings fine between me and babygirl so mind your business bro

Smiley: baby what now???

Smiley: nah you tryna start something

Ran: can i leave

Hakkai: your not welcome here

Ran: who even are you??

Hakkai: you don't need to know

Hakkai: what you do need to know

Hakkai: is that i'm absolutely gonna rock your shit when i get my hands your skinny ass

Mitsuya: 💀

Mikey: KSKSHKSKSKSGS

Baji: i didn't expect that from Hakkai💀

Rindou: i won't let someone disrespect my big bro like that

Rindou: step up fool

Hakkai: do you have brain damage

Hakkai: are you gonna do the splits through your phone???

Hakkai: 🤨

Hakkai: i'm soooo scared

Hakkai: you look like chicken little

Angry: bestie your embarrassing me 😟

Mikey: why's Hakkai so mad😭

Ran: i don't know what going on rn, or who most of you are, but i'm getting bored so i'm gonna leave 😊

Smiley: you're ugly

Ran: why are you lying?

Ran: are you angry because i'm more superior than you or are you just insecure about yourself?

Ran: the bright orange hair would make me insecure too

Ran: i understand Nahoya-chan, it's okay 😊

Rindou: tell em bro

Angry: stop fighting 🙁

Baji: lowkey

Baji: this is turning me on

Kazutora: right

Chifuyu: what the fuck guys???

Baji: two pairs of twins are fighting

Kazutora: it's hot

Smiley: i KNOW the mf who looks like pippi longstockings ain't talking about me

Smiley: Wednesday Addams looking ass

Smiley: Annabelle looking ass

Smiley: you're hairline is so far up your scalp it looks like you're balding

Smiley: your skin is so extremely pale you look like a walking corpse

Smiley: and why are you built like that???

Smiley: you get folded in every fight your in

Smiley: seriously i haven't seen you win a fight

Rindou: i wanted to be polite to you, since i'm fucking your little brother

Rindou: but we're obviously gonna have some problems

Rindou: time and place bro, we're gonna fight

Kazutora: this escalated very fast

Hakkai: beat they're asses Smiley

Draken: can't we have peace for one day

Draken: one goddamn fucking day

Draken: fuck you guys, honestly

Angry: i just wanted all of us to be friends :/

[miyuwuki]

Is it selfish to ask for another kazuya sister scenario/hq? (it's totally fine if you don't want to do it)

OMG OFC NOT !! a lot of people took a liking to sister!reader so i’m happy to oblige :) the older sister hc is here, so this will be a younger one!

warnings: none

miyuki kazuya x sister!reader hc’s

miyuki’s younger sister

you’re only like a year younger than miyuki

but unlike him, you were calm and quiet (but still have that nasty side (just a teeny bit))

kind of like ryousuke and haruichi

you also had thick glasses like miyuki so people could tell that you guys were siblings

miyuki liked pinching your cheek a lot and when you started off in seido, and he would pull your leg quite a bit

“study hard y/n, you’re kinda stupid” “don’t get lost” he says this as he’s pinching your cheek

“kazuya, please stop talking and that hurts”

being in the same year as sawamura, furuya and haruichi, you ended up being friends with them

it was always the four of you together

miyuki notices this when you hang out with them after practice

you guys could be getting a drink or sitting on the field nonchalantly talking about nothings

“oi y/n, sawamura is not a good friend to be around. find new friends”

“I AM A GREAT FRIEND MIYUKI-SENPAI I DO NOT KNOW WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT”

you would laugh at him and your brother’s bickering

as a younger miyuki, you always looked up to your older brother

you notice that he inspires the people around him and works so hard in baseball so that he can lead the team with pride

also sawamura would not shut up about him

“MIYUKI-IMOUTO, MIYUKI-SENPAI IS THE BEST!”

yeah he calls you “miyuki-imouto” like he calls ryousuke “onii-san”

“eijun, you can just call me miyuki or y/n…”

yeah you’re on first name basis’ w the three

anyways, you too wanted to be like him one day. maybe not the baseball part, but being someone everyone could confide in

you actually got a lot of confessions because of the miyuki genes i mean come on

but the ones miyuki would witness he would tell you to throw away their letters after

“i can already tell they’re not good so throw them away”

quite protective of you

if someone else teases you he would tell them to knock it off

“you’re not allowed to do that only i can”

he knows he has to be the one to kind of raise you since your guys’ father is never around

so as much as he bullies you he cares just as much

one time you barely passed a test and he saw

he just sighed and said “we’ll work on it together” “if you get at least a 75% on the next test i’ll treat you out”

and he spent nights helping you understand the material

he would be pretty annoyed if you made him repeat things but he wouldn’t give up until he knew you got it

and because of that you aced the next test

and of course he did treat you out

with a drink from the vending machine

“i didn’t say how i’d treat you”

but it made you so happy

whenever you were sad he would pat your head a lot or ruffle your hair

literally will be your therapist he is ready to listen to whatever you have to say

if you don’t want to talk about it he’ll cook or put on a movie

and if you did want to talk about it he would be all ears and give his opinion after

if you had a boyfriend he would definitely keep him in check

“if you’re not as good as me then you can’t date her” “where are you taking her and when are you dropping her off” “you like baseball? no?”

you honestly don’t mind it because you know he’s just looking out for you

he would tease your boyfriend too

can you imagine his reaction if you dated sawamura, furuya, or haruichi

“WHY, OUT OF EVERYONE WHY HIM”

one time when it was everyone’s off, you, sawamura, furuya and haruichi were hanging out in sawamura’s room eating a bunch of snacks and playing video games

it was one of their rare breaks and it wouldn’t hurt to bond and relax

but miyuki walked in because he needed to talk to sawamura

and then he saw you

and steam started to release through his ears

“k-kazuya”

“what are you doing here y/n”

“CAP! WE ARE HAVING BONDING TIME”

“don’t worry miyuki-senpai. we are taking good care of her”

“exactly kazuya they’re my friends”

he’d scoff, “make sure she doesn’t do anything dumb” and leave

you’d go to his games sometimes, for both him and your best friends

it gets you so hyped every time

“NERAIUCHI”

you’d make rice balls for your brother and your friends so that they’d have something to eat after the game

miyuki would lowkey criticize you like

“this needs more seasoning” “not enough rice”

“then don’t eat it, asshole”

and then you’d switch gears to your friends acting all nice “please have more”

your cooking is also good though it runs in the family, your brother is just competitive

miyuki would definitely be a bother to you

would untie your shoe laces, make you reach something he’s holding up high or poke you

your reactions amuses him

“kazuya i swear”

“what”

“i will kick your crotch”

“haha”

whenever you guys fight, he would be the one to apologize first. he feels that it’s his duty to be the bigger person

but obviously if you were in the wrong you would have to say sorry first

he prioritizes you as much as he does baseball. a little more i would say

would be a nuisance but a 5 stars of a brother

hugs are awkward and a no go btw

BONUS:

“here y/n drink this”

you would drink it and immediately spit it out

“ew what is this”

“melon soda with red bean soup”

“i hate you”

HELLOOO MY LOVE PLS ENJOY THESE HC’S also i think it’s so cute that sister!mc is in a friend group w sawamura, furuya, and haruichi hehehehe