#1 to eat the breakfast i grabbed on the way 2 work which was a fucking massive hot chocolate 4 my throat

[doodlboy]

I FORGOT 2 SAY

I MADE A FRIEND @ WORK 2DAY!!

[productivefairy]

your guide to build a morning routine:

So, do u wanna build a morning routine because it can give your day a structure, boost productivity and just makes you feel better? Here is how :-

start your day atleast 2-1.5 hour before your work or school. so u are not in a rush.

your morning routine should be realistic so that u can stick to it. cause' lets not lie the morning routine u see your fav wellness influencer have is hard to do.

Consistency is the key. The more days you follow your routine the more it becomes as habit.

Dont use phone or social media during mornings There are four pillars essential to have a morning routine which is healthy for your body and mind.

1.Things that keeps your body healthy.

2.Things that keeps your mind healthy.

3.Things that keeps your surrounding healthy.

4.Things that you enjoy.

Lets talk about each one, one by one:-

Things that keep you healthy :-

i) Drink water first thing in morning. If you dont like the taste of water. Add lemon or lime in it or maybe citrus infused water. But please drink water it'll help you sm.

ii)Do stretching, yoga, cardio, pilates, hot girl walks. Basically anything that keeps your body moving. It boosts productivity and puts you in good mood.

iii) eat healthy. Well it doesnt mean count all your calories or drink nasty juices NO. This means eating a healthy breakfast that will keep you full.

iv) Do your skincare and take shower in mornings.

v) Brush and floss your teeth. Oral healths are often neglected but hot girl like you shouldnt do that.

2.Things that keep your mind healthy :-

i) Meditating. Meditate for atleast 5-10 mins before starting your work day. It just stops the rush going in your mind. you can do guided meditation.

ii) If you believe in this then you can do affirmations in front of mirror. universalitgirlblog2 has some amazing affirmations you should check it out.

iii) Journal. If you are someone who enjoys journal then do it as it can set the tone of your day.

iv) . Make to do lists in morning it helps you declutter your day.

3.Things that keeps your surrounding healthy.

i)If you happen to have windows in your room then open them up. Lets the wind and sun come through.

ii)Make your bed. Its a kind gesture toward yourself and a less messy bed can fasten up your productivity.

iii) wash your breakfast dishes. or atleast the plate you ate in. It helps you not have a pile of dishes.

iv) optional but take a dusting cloth and play a song as your timer and just clean the surfaces which seems to have dirt. Just 3-4 mins and you'll feel better.

4.Things that you enjoy:-

This part is super important cause' if you follow a morning routine you deserve a reward and if one someday when u are not your best even then you deserve pamper. I dont know you or your intrest but you do so just add what you like in your routine. You wanna read that book go ahead read it, grab a starbucks drink on your way home, cook yourself a beautiful breakfast, get dressed as main character, water your plants or maybe just stare at the sky admiring them.

What do you do when you are not in the mood or you are on your periods or feeling underweather?

i) Make an altearnate easy routine to do which mostly consist of things that you like.

ii)Do only first step of your regular routine like you dont wanna excercise then just play the video of routine that you follow.

Additional tips-

ROMANTICIZE. This is the key. Enjoying and being grateful for most mundane moments of your day. Buy yourself a flowers. Acts as you are on vogue while doing skincare. Blast your fav playlist in morning.

Dont overwhelm yourself. You cant change your life in a day but you can add habits each day one by one.

Remember why you are doing this. You are doing this cause you love yourself thats why you wanna give everything to your body and your mind to make it its best version.

I try my best to make these post as concise as I can but I just feel like everything is necessary and dont wanna miss out on anything. I hope this helps.

[yangfleurs]

stray kids reaction: they call you clingy

maknae line

pt.2

(hyung line pt.1 is here)

jisung

what you liked most about being with jisung was that it was never complicated with him. you two seemed to always be in tune with each other, knowing when to keep your distance and when to show your affectionate sides. but you knew jisung was an introvert, through and through, and there was nothing he loved more than his time alone. and so you left him to himself when he needed you to; you and him both knew it was good for couples to have their own lives and interests outside of each other.

it was one of those days with jisung, where he needed to spend some time with himself to recharge so he could be his best self at work the next day. you didn’t mind, obviously; you were a busy person yourself, and between school and work, there really wasn’t any time for you to let loose with jisung today anyway. 

you spent practically the entire morning after breakfast sat on the living room floor and glued to your laptop, fervently typing away on a paper you definitely should’ve started earlier. but if you pushed through it the whole day and only took a few short breaks, you were sure you’d be done by midnight. you were ready to take your first one of those planned breaks to make lunch and eat, but a wave of laziness washed over you. you didn’t feel like cooking at all, not after pouring your brain’s contents into your work for so long. you started convincing yourself you could work through your designated lunch break and just eat a big dinner when jisung came out of the bedroom, bundled up in his puffer jacket.

“I’m going to the convenience store.” he grumbled out, shuffling towards the door.

why didn’t you think of that? you could grab some cheap, prepared food to eat there, while also getting some fresh air on your skin and a little bit of time to spend with jisung. “let’s go together! I need to grab something to eat, too.” you said, rushing to your bedroom to grab your own jacket. you quickly scrambled through your closet, finding your own puffer, before heading back into the living room. when you came back out though, jisung was nowhere in sight. you figured he was just downstairs and hurried to throw on your shoes so he wouldn’t grow impatient waiting for you. if there was one thing jisung hated, it was waiting, you thought to yourself as you skittered down the stairs.

when you got out of your building, jisung was already walking towards the direction of the convenience store, clearly not waiting for you. you ran to catch up with him, a little embarrassed at how he left you behind.

“hey, why didn’t you wait? I literally only took two minutes.” you mumbled, a little bummed out by his attitude.

“I wanna get back to my show, y/n.” he said with an over-exaggerated sigh which made you roll your eyes. 

“you’re always so serious about your shows, it’s cute.” you giggled a little, leaning towards him and reaching for his hand. just as you were about to hold it, he briskly tucked his hand into his jacket pocket, keeping his eyes straight ahead and away from you. you coughed a little and turned your face the other direction to hide the humiliating red crawling up your neck and onto your face.

you arrived at the convenience store in complete silence, immediately going your separate ways to grab your food. you grabbed a triangle kimbap for lunch and then a ramen you could make quickly later in the night for dinner. you made yourself an iced coffee too, hoping some caffeine would help you focus in on your work and ignore the tension between you and your boyfriend. you found him already at the counter, putting his things down. you put your things down to the side of the counter so you could search for your wallet. you pat around your pants and then your jacket, but you don’t feel it anywhere on you.

“shit, shit, I forgot my wallet.” you groaned.

"we’re together.” he muttered, pushing your things with his and handing the employee his card. you thanked him quietly, hiding your smile by looking down. there was your jisung, considerate and always looking out for you. 

“you forgot your wallet on purpose, didn’t you? y/n, I know you’re on the clingier side, but don’t you think that’s too much?” he huffed as he waited for his card to go through, “I asked for literally one day on my own and you just had to follow me to the convenience store and then you just conveniently didn’t remember your wallet? seriously?” he rolled his eyes.

you were stunned, to say the least. the employee looked at you both awkwardly, coughing a little and turning away so she didn’t embarrass you. but it was too late for that; as he started to put the food in his bag, you yanked him by the arm to turn him to face you. he looked at you, completely bewildered at your aggression. you didn’t care, though---if he got to give you an earful, you should return the favor.

“who do you take me for, jisung? god forbid I forget my wallet while rushing out to catch up with my boyfriend who’s running away from me like I’m some sort of fucking plague,” you seethed, “I haven’t eaten in hours, jisung. I’ve been working my ass off, not once even trying to talk to you. I am not as obsessed with you as you’ve deluded yourself into thinking.” you spat, shoving your food into his arms. “and since you’re so concerned about the what, ten dollars, you had to spend on me? take the food. I just lost my appetite.”

you walked out of the convenience store and away from him in the opposite direction, so you could both hide the tears that you were bound to spill as well as to go anywhere but back to your shared apartment. 

you headed to your school, figuring you could finish your paper at the library there. you had already wasted so much time, and an all-nighter was soon going to be inevitable. you also knew you had a limited amount of energy left in you on an empty stomach, hearing it growl as you thought of your situation. you quietly groaned, sniffling as you trudged along. you’d kill to just have your boyfriend comfort you and support you through this grueling assignment, but instead, you were burning with humiliation at being berated by him in front of a complete stranger.

you walked slowly, counting your steps and hoping you’d hear jisung’s heavy footsteps running to catch up with you any moment now. but that moment never came, not even after you’d barely walked half a block in fifteen minutes. you had both, literally, parted ways. and it made you wonder if it symbolized something more than just a small argument.

felix

you were walking backstage to meet your boyfriend, felix, and his members to cheer them on for their final music bank performance of the season. this was a tradition for you; at the end of all of their final comeback performances, you would bring them as well as their staff a well-deserved, expensive meal to end the comeback strongly. it wasn’t burdensome for you; if anything, you were always thankful to them for taking care of felix and you wanted to express your gratitude through feeding them some delicious food. 

you walked in clumsily, stumbling a little as the boys’s manager let you past security. you greeted him politely, handing him the food that was meant for him and the staff. you greeted the staff as well, bowing deeply at all of them like you always did; you knew they were practically family to your boyfriend, so you treated them with as much respect as you would his actual family. you turned to their manager again to speak.

“I’ll take the food for the boys in myself.” you let their manager know with a smile. he nodded, thanking you for the food for the millionth time before freeing up the hallway for you to go down. you bowed one last time before heading to the waiting room. as you turned the corner, you saw changbin coming from another direction .

“oh, hey y/n!” changbin waved, immediately grabbing the heavy bags out of your hands. “I just got out of the restroom, let’s head to the waiting room together.” he said, smiling. you nodded, thanking him for his help. you both chatted as you walked down the hallway, catching up on each other’s lives and listening to him explain how excited they were about upcoming plans for the group. you listened with a smile, making a note to bring it up to felix later when you got some time to talk to him in the waiting room. 

you made it to the door of their waiting room first, and noticed the door was left slightly ajar. you overheard a familiar voice, chan’s, addressing your boyfriend.

“so how are things with y/n?” you heard chan ask felix. “she should be coming with the food any time now. she’s so sweet.” you smiled at his compliment. you shushed changbin as he caught up with you; you needed to hear what felix would say.

“well...she’s clingy for sure.” he chuckled. “I don’t think I’ve ever dated someone who needed this much attention, hyung.”

 you were taken aback. is that what he thought of you? were you just some needy, clingy person pestering him for his attention all the time? you were a little embarrassed, but not nearly as much as you were hurt. you and felix both loved each other’s attention, you couldn’t believe he would say something like that. you gulped, grabbing changbin’s arm and heading backwards to the corner you had just turned.

“y/n, I’ll talk to him.” he said, distressed. you knew changbin, and you knew he would try to fix the situation like the good friend he was.

“no, you won’t. you’re going to tell him I was busy today and only had time to drop the food off. I’ll figure it out later, okay?” you said in a rush, wanting to get out of the building. the whole place suddenly felt suffocating, you couldn’t stand being there, somewhere you clearly weren’t wanted. you didn’t want felix to think you were any more needy than he already thought you were. your insecurities were slowly creeping in on you, and it was distressing.

changbin hesitated but finally relented when you promised you would talk to felix about it when he came home tonight. you practically ran out of the corridor, giving nothing more than a cursory bow and goodbye to the staff and manager, shabbily covering most of your face with your hand to hide that fact that you were on the verge of crying.

you got into your car and let yourself let go. the tears flowed freely, and you had no intention of stifling them. your relationship with felix was the closest thing to perfect you’d ever experienced. you adored how attentive he was to you---he never, not once, missed a birthday or anniversary. he was the first person to congratulate you when you passed your exams, and the first one to comfort you when you didn’t. there was never a moment when you were both home that he wasn’t following you around, trailing you even to the bathroom sometimes just so he wouldn’t be apart from you. you loved it and you thought he loved it, too. and the attention wasn’t one-sided, either---otherwise, you wouldn’t have even come here, arms overflowing with expensive food for practically everyone that interacted with him. 

you sighed, satisfied with the release of emotions, and wiped your eyes carelessly. you drove yourself home, not even bothering to listen to the radio or try to calm down from your rush of feelings. you got home, unlocking the door and plodding into your apartment, feet feeling weighed down by how heavy your mood had become. you chugged a whole glass of water; all that crying had made you thirsty---and exhausted. you slid your jacket off and onto the ground before plopping down right there on the couch, not even bothering to change or wipe your makeup off. you didn’t want to do anything except stop thinking about the words your boyfriend had said about you to his friend earlier. you drifted off to sleep just like that, with mascara tears and a broken heart.

seungmin

there were a lot of things that went unspoken between you and seungmin. that was one of the best parts about dating him---you could both show your love for each other in the way you were most comfortable with. for both of you, that happened to be doing things to make the other’s day a little easier. 

seungmin took the trash out early in the morning so you wouldn’t have to do the heavy lifting on your own. you made him his coffee before he left. you would order lunch to where he was, whether it be the company building or at the dorm with the boys, in advance so he wouldn’t have to bother with cooking anything. he would stop by during your lunch break at work with your coffee order and a small bite to eat in case you didn’t pack food that day. he has your favorite show ready to play as soon as you’ve washed up after work and you’re always ready to greet him with open arms after a long and tiring day at practice.

you both anticipated what the other needed, and that made you guys always in tune with each other. you’d never even had a serious fight, the worst one being a five-minute quarrel about seungmin buying the wrong shampoo on your grocery list, which was easily resolved by him driving to the store after work and exchanging it for the right one.

tonight, you knew seungmin would come home exhausted. he had practice from sunrise to sunset, with only a short break here and there to eat or use the bathroom. the choreographer for the comeback they were preparing for was one of the best, but she was known for being incredibly detail-oriented (which was, of course, what made her the best), and according to your friend and seungmin’s, hyunjin, she was especially keen on ironing out all the tiny mistakes seungmin was making. she was the reason your boyfriend was exhausting himself for endless hours and the reason he was going to come home tonight like a walking corpse.

you stuck a gatorade in the freezer to chill it quickly, knowing he would need the reminder to replenish himself. you warmed up the food on the stove, laid out his sleep clothes on the bed, and started cleaning up your home so the both of you could head to bed right after you both ate dinner and he showered.

you started putting your hair up and walking back to the living room after washing up yourself when you heard the jingling of keys outside of your front door. seungmin was home.

the door creaked open and seungmin came in, looking pale and drained of life. he didn’t greet you, which you didn’t blame him for---you knew he just wanted to get his rest as soon as possible.

“hey seung, rough day?” you asked gently, earning a passing grumble as he walked straight past you to the bathroom. you sighed, walking to the kitchen to fix him a plate and pulled out the gatorade so he could eat quickly. he could be as moody as he wanted, you weren’t about to let your boyfriend go to sleep without dinner, especially after the hours of choreography he had just gone through. 

the water droplets of the shower softly padded against the walls of your apartment for a couple of minutes before it was quickly shut off. seungmin stepped out right after, lazily drying his hair with a towel as he walked straight into the bedroom. you hummed, waiting for him to come back after changing into his sleep clothes. but a couple minutes soon became ten, which soon became fifteen. you got up from the sofa and walked into the bedroom, worried as to what was taking him so long. you found him lying in bed, scrolling through his phone.

“coming to bed?” he mumbled, not looking up from the screen.

“I made dinner and put out some gatorade for you, come eat.” you said, tugging his leg a little as a sign for him to get up.

“not hungry.” he sighed, turning a little in bed.

“come on, seung. I know you and you definitely skipped lunch to practice more. you need to eat well if you want to do your best tomorrow.” you told him firmly but gently so he knew you were serious.

“why are you so pushy, y/n,” he rolled his eyes, “you’re not my mom. I’ll eat whenever I want.”

you cringed a little at his rudeness but persisted. “seungmin, just eat something. and then we’ll go to bed, it’s not that hard. just do it for me?” you asked.

“oh my god, you are so pushy and clingy. please just leave me alone, you don’t need to always be on my ass.” he groaned, turning off his phone, and turning his face into the pillow.

you were bewildered. seungmin knew you were the type to look out for him; if anything, he should be sympathizing with you, considering he would’ve done the same for you after a rough day. his words felt like being slapped, the hurt fresh and confusing. you turned around and left the room.

“where are you going? can we please just sleep.” he whined.

“I’m sleeping on the couch, I do not want to be next to you right now.” you muttered, heading to the living room.

“seriously? dramatic much?” he groaned, “whatever, suit yourself.” he mumbled turning off the bedside lamp to sleep. you sighed, closing the door behind you.

you covered the food you had ready for seungmin before plopping down onto the couch. you pulled the living room throw blanket on top of you and tried to fall asleep. your legs were cramped together on the too-small couch and your neck was in an awkward position that you knew would hurt in the morning but all you could do was accept your fate and sigh. you shuffled a little, closing your eyes tightly. but with seungmin’s words still reeling in your mind, you knew there was no way you would be getting any sleep tonight.

jeongin

jeongin was your best friend as much as he was your boyfriend; teasing and poking fun at each other was a natural part of your relationship. it wasn’t uncommon for you to take light jabs at each other; you both knew not to take it too seriously---or to take it too far.

it was an unusually quiet evening at the dorms. a bunch of the guys had gone out for a drink and dinner, save for jeongin, who stayed back to spend time with you. you guys were sitting on the couch, stuffed to the brim with a bunch of takeout---you had gotten a promotion at work and jeongin was keen on celebrating. jeongin laid down in your lap with a whiny groan.

“remind me to never order food on an empty stomach ever again.” he mumbled into your lap, making you giggle.

“thank you for treating me, baby.” you hummed, running your fingers through his hair.

he shot up to look you in the eyes and smiled sweetly, pulling your face closer to his and kissing you gently.

“ew, jeongin!” you heard felix yell from the door.

“in the living room? our innie’s an adult!” lino laughed.

jeongin practically flew to the other side of the couch. neither one of you had heard the door unlock and open, nor had you seen all the members pile into the room.

“he has a way of surprising people,” you chuckled a little, patting him on the cheek, “I’m gonna go to the bathroom, be right back.” you winked at him as the red on his cheeks only grew brighter from your teasing.

you headed to the bathroom at the end of the hallway, laughing to yourself thinking about the hell the members were probably giving jeongin right now. you quickly used the bathroom and cleaned up your appearance a bit before you headed back. you straightened out your clothes as you walked back. before you turned the corner, you heard jeongin’s voice loudly defending himself to the boys.

“and besides, y/n’s super clingy and needy for attention. she wouldn’t have left me alone until I gave her a damn kiss! leave me alone, you guys are the worst.” he huffed angrily.

“so you’re just going to make shit up about me and blame me for a kiss you initiated? what, so your friends won’t tease you a little? grow the fuck up.” you rolled your eyes, feeling the irritation start to make your skin burn.

he sat there silently, not even bothering to correct himself or apologize. the boys dispersed immediately, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire of your (albeit justified) explosive temper. you scoffed at his immaturity, turning for the door and angrily shoving your feet into your shoes and grabbing your coat off of its hanger.

“call me when you decide to stop acting like a dumb kid who can’t handle his friends seeing him act like a boyfriend to his girlfriend.” you spat. you slammed the front door behind you, still coming down from the adrenaline rush your confrontation with jeongin gave you. it hurt you; how could jeongin of all people make you into a needy, annoying girlfriend? all of that, for what? to save face in front of his friends? you sighed, deciding to just head home to your apartment and call it a night.

[explosionkatsu]

“Age doesn't matter” 2

Dad!Bakugou x F!Babysitter!Teacher!Reader

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It was now 6 am in the morning and usually, at this hour, Katsuki would be carrying his snoozing son in his arms while he got his things to drop him off to his parents and left for work. But today is different.

“I’m dropping you off at school tomorrow,” Katsuki said turning his back to his son and proceeding with cooking.

“Really!?” His son excitedly said, eyes gleaming with joy. “My classmates get to see you!”

“Yeah, yeah. Make sure you got the things you needed for school so there won't be a problem tomorrow morning.” Katsuki said.

Once he was done cooking, he took two small bowls from the kitchen cabinet and a pair of chopsticks before placing them all down on the dining table. He then moved back to the kitchen and grab the dish he made and place it on the table as well. “Oi. Time to eat.” He called out. But as soon as he went to check the living room, he saw no one.

“Tch.” He tched. “Kazui!! Get down here and eat!”

“Yes! I’m coming, i’m coming!” His son yelled and arrived, running downstairs from his room. “I was just packing the stuff I need as you said!”

“Don’t run down the stairs, brat!” Katsuki crossed his arms as he watched his son make himself comfortable. Hearing a small sorry from him made Katsuki ruffle his child’s hair before sitting down beside him.

Katsuki was taking his time preparing their breakfast. A simple egg and fried rice in the morning would be healthy enough for both of them. Once breakfast is done, he searches for his son’s school lunch bag before grabbing the bento box from its drying shelf. Settling the bento box on the kitchen counter, he made his way to his fridge where he grab three pieces of strawberries and sliced them into bite sizes, two pieces of bread pudding, and an orange juice box. He brought out the sausages he prepared earlier from the microwave to keep them hot and place all his son’s lunch in his bento box and put it inside the bag along with the chopsticks.

Katsuki was used to this manner by now, especially since he is convinced that him, preparing his son’s lunch would be so much better rather than his mother who he was a hundred percent convinced that Mitsuki would give Kazui sweets that were unhealthy. The only difference today is he’ll be dropping him off at school.

Thanks to Kirishima taking an early shift, he manages to fit this into his schedule.

Once everything was completed, Katsuki made his way to his son’s room. Knocking oh so quietly before inviting himself in.

“Oi. It's time to wake up.” Katsuki said as he stood by the bed. Although, seeing his son didn't move an inch made him raise his voice a bit. “Brat. Time to go to school.” His second attempt at waking him up seems to work when he saw him shift under his blanket before slowly sitting up, hair disheveled.

“Papa..” Kazuo mumbled rubbing his eyes.

Katsuki's gaze softened. Boy, he was glad that his son looks exactly like him. The only difference he can see was Kazui’s hair looking a bit smooth due to his ex-wife's straight ones unlike his spiky ones, and no permanent scowl.

“Come on. Breakfast’s ready.” Katsuki said. He saw his son raise his arms asking to be lifted up which Katsuki did without breaking a sweat. “And there I thought you were a big boy now,” he mumbled. He exited the room and went down to the kitchen where he seated his son on his chair.

An hour and a half passed and both father and son were now ready to leave. Kazui has his backpack on and Katsuki was now wearing his work clothes. He got everything ready before they both depart their home and directed straight to their garage where his auto was waiting.

While Katsuki was arranging his son’s car seat, he felt Kazui tug his pants from outside the car. “What is it?” He asked while concentrating on what he was doing.

“Why aren't you in your hero costume?” Kazui asked a bit sad that his classmate won't be able to witness his dad wearing his hero suit.

“My suit remains inside my office where I change. Plus wearing my suit while dropping you off at school would be risky. I don't want any villain striking your school just because they saw me drop you off.” Katsuki said. “Get in.” He added and secure the belt around Kazui who was now seated and closed the car door once the belt was secured. He then gets into the driver’s seat and fastened his seatbelt before he starts the engine and drove off.

The drive was peaceful and quiet. Katsuki is focusing on the road while his son watches everything pass by. Although, this quietness of his son sometimes makes him wonder where he got it from. Not from him, nor his mother that's for sure.

His train of thought was cut off when the school was within his eyesight. Katsuki slightly stepped on the gas and reached the front of the school where he saw a lot of kids being dropped off by their parents. Once he saw where he could park, he turned off the engine. But as soon as he exited his car, people around him started looking.

"Oh, my god. It's Dynamight."

"Mommy look! A hero!"

"Dynamight is here!"

Katsuki tched at this, especially when he saw they started coming closer. But he paid them no mind and went to the back passenger seat where Kazui was waiting for him.

Katsuki open the car door, unfastened his seatbelt, and then helped him get off the car. When Kazui was off, Katsuki slam the car door shut. It was loud enough to let the people around him hear.

"Didn't know there would be a lot of people around here at this hour. Should've fucking gotten my disguise." Katsuki mumble.

"Papa, language." His son scowled at him grabbing his papa's hand.

"Shut it," Katsuki answered and grasp his hand as they both crossed the road.

Once they get to the other side, Katsuki saw a woman that seems to be younger than him exit the building. Her (Hair Length) (Hair color) hair swayed with the wind as she greeted every parent with a smile.

"Look, papa! It's Ms. Y/n!"

[lazyneonrabbitt]

Forest Guardian pt.2

Daryl Dixon x reader [pt.1]

Your second day in the woods goes nowhere near how you thoight it would go, but at least it ends nicely.

Teeny bit of nsfw at the start.

Back behind the curtain to the makeshift sink and cleaning station Daryl took a couple of minutes to make sure you had fallen asleep and unfolded the magazine he grabbed before. Merle insisted in stashing some dirty magazines in his supply drops from time to time. "In case he got lonely."

Not that he really used them, he didn't care for it at all. But now with you hanging around all day and showing him care he felt it affecting him. Luckily he still knew how to behave and not hop into bed to have his way with you.

So he had to make do with the models on the pages to satisfy his urges. If he covered their faces he could imagine it was your nude body he was staring at while he worked himself to his release as quietly as possible. His hand would never feel as good as yours. Or maybe your lips, even if he was kind enough to you. The idea alone was enough to help him over the edge, finishing all over his hand.

He felt disgusting after he cleaned himself up. When he got back he could barely fall asleep, hyper aware of you just a few feet away, sleeping in his cot, on his mattress. Under his blanket.

Morning couldn't arrive fast enough, even his dreams were plagued with images of you and he woke up feeling like hell had finally gotten its nasty claws on him. He needed to busy himself with something, whatever he could find to distract his mind. So he chose to start preparing for today's hunting trip. He'd have you come along to help foraging so you needed a bag for yourself too. And tools for hunting, gathering plants and also for protection. He wouldn't admit it, but he was having fun with it.

Daryl was already up when you awoke, he was quietly emptying a small bag.

You stretched and yawned, sitting up slowly. "Morning.." your voice was scrapy and your back sore. "Man, how do you have a spine left with this bed?"

He turned to face you, a soft huff of a laugh leaving him. "City girl whinin'."

You almost took offense, but shrugged it off, not having the energy to argue right now. You'd have to get used to living with a shitty bed if you were going to stay.

"So, what's the plan? Do you have food?" You were slouched over on the cot, already cranky with how your stomach was actively grumbling for food, and the lack of fancy breakfast and coffee.

"Get up 'n I'll get ya food. Goin' out after."

You worked yourself off the cot and towards Daryl who had moved around and handed you a piece of jerky.

"This is breakfast?" You eyed the slab with caution, turning it on your hands with uncertanty. "I seriously hope this is just wild boar or something." You wiggled the piece of dried meat at him, and before you had a chance to pull your hand back Daryl had snatched the food from your hand. "F'ya don' wan'it I'll eat it."

"What? No! Give it please.." You drew out the wine, pouting at him and got the jerky back, gnawing on it to still your hunger.

When you were finally ready to head out, which took way too long according to Daryl, you two were out the door.

"So, where are we going? You're barely sharing anything here." You were following his steps, a shaking hand still holding onto the bag he gave you.

"Yer gon' need this." Daryl had given you a small crossbody bag earlier and showed you its contents one by one.

A small knife, for foraging. Plants only.

A large hunting knife, for meat.

And a handgun. "Daryl, why am I taking this?"

You didn't even want to touch it, but Daryl made sure to show you how to hold it properly, even if it bothered him to hell and back to have to get so up close and personal with you and keep his body under control.

"Yer goin' out in the woods. Ya need protection." He had placed everything in the bag and handed it to you. "An' I ain't handin' y'a shotgun." He slung his own weapon over his shoulder, a throwing axe strapped to his waist along with his knives and a crossbow in his hand.

"I got you. You got a whole arsenal. Why do I need the gun.." It was clear you weren't comfortable with it. Still you were outside with him, heading into the woods to do god knows what.

Watching your step quickly became watching his broad shoulders move in his tight long sleeve shirt. You didn’t even hear him talk to you until he stopped because of you not responding and walked straight into his back.

“M try’na be nice ‘ere, takin’ y’out the door an’ y’aint even listnin’.” His one good eye stared into your soul, intimidating being an understatement and having you immediately straighten up and nod vigorously. “Yes! No, I'm sorry..” You stared at your shoes and got a pat on the shoulder, leading you to move on.

You were the one gathering the edible plants while Daryl was off but still in view, hunting an animal you didn’t see. Busying yourself plucking the plant as instructed you were caught off guard by a gunshot, a pained grunt and screams of agony that made you shoot up and go check the situation. You saw Daryl first, hunched over and bleeding with a dead guy who had an axe buried in his chest.

A second guy was staring In panic before turning on his heels and running off.

“Shoot ‘em. For fuck’s sake!” You set off in a sprint, hands shaking as you dug for the gun, talking yourself into doing it for real, doing it to save Daryl. You followed his path, having stopped running and looked through the sight as Daryl showed you and pulled the trigger.

You missed.

The shot was close enough to make him jump as lose his footing. You had to do it now, there was no other choice.

You took the shot with shaking hands, but it hit. You did what Daryl asked of you.

Daryl. “Fuck.”

Leaving the body you set out to sprint back to where he got attacked and saw him lay on his back, the shirt he wore torn up to bind his bleeding wound. He saw you come into view and gave you new instructions.

“Merle, get ‘im fer me.” He was in a lot of pain, so you insisted in helping him dit up against a tree. “How? My car is gone, remember?” You had a whole fit this morning before you set out, not seeing your car where you parked it the day before.

“Walkie, cabinet next to the door..” His hand weakly smacked your shoulder to set you in motion, watching you run off in the direction of the cabin.

You found the thing fairy quick, pressing the button and calling out. “Merle? Are you there?”

Answer. Again. “Merle! Daryl needs help for fuck’s sake, answer this thing.”

“Merle!” Your voice was shaking when he answered.

“The hell’s a lady’s voice callin’ on mah brother’s channel. Ain’cha supposed ta be dead?”

Wait, dead? “What the fuck dude? You sent me there on purpose?” You were fuming now, blood boiling but there was no time to fight. “Get your ass over here, Daryl got shot and he needs help”

You wanted to toss the walkie in frustration, but kept it on you as you went through your bag for the simple first aid kit you took and ran back to where you left Daryl.

He came into view in the distance was still sitting against the tree, head slumped to the side. You almost tripped over your own feet as your stomach turned itself inside out and you fell to your knees, puking up that little thing you ate for breakfast. Tears ran down your face and you couldn’t stop the sobbing but you had to get up and move on. Daryl needed you.

Wiping your mouth with your sleeve you got back up and got to his side, unpacking the kit but finding nothing that you knew how to use to patch a bullet wound. You had used up some stuff already to patch his previous wounds that by now weren't even bothering him anymore.

All you could do now was press the leftover gauze to the wound and wait for Merle to arrive.

It didn't take long for the pickup truck to arrive and Merle hopping out to check his brother's wounds. "Gotta load 'im in the back, help me wouldya."

You managed to get Daryl laid in the truck bed, but watched as Merle made his way into the woods. "Where's them boys ya shot? Gotta clean 'em up 'fore we head back."

With a sigh you pointed him in the direction of the one furthest away while you took the one close by. It was a hassle and a half to get the dead weight lifted and thrown into the vehicle on your own, but you managed by the time Merle got back with the other body slung over his shoulder. You followed his movements as he tossed the body in the back with no care at all and closed the latch. "Ya watch him, I'll head to his cabin."

You got comfortable and steadied yourself for the ride, keeping a close eye on Daryl who was still breathing as of now. The ride was a short one and Daryl was on his cot with minimal issues.

You worked on getting Daryl's wound accessible while Merle quickly threw a tarp over the corpses in his truck. When he came back he saw your shaking hands and came to help immediately. "Move over, ya see an exit wound?" You shook your head, realizing you had to go fish it out of him with whatever backwoods methods you had to use.

Daryl stirred with each prod of Merle's tools, your weight barely enough to hold the man down.

"Ya gotta git'yer back into it, girlie! Can't get tha' damn bullet outta him." Merle complained about Daryl's stirring constantly until he had enough and shoved the medical tools into your hands.

"I'll hold. You pry the thing outta his side." He made you swap places and held his brother down with all his might as your shaking hands rested on Daryl's skin, needing a second to steady yourself before you could try yo get the bullet out.

"Ya got this. Slow 'n steady, jus' like tha'." Merle's voice had gone soft and almost comforting in a way, it helped your nerves and after some gut wrenching moments you got the bullet out and leaving a gross, bleeding hole. "Tha's it, now press this on."

He handed you a cloth to press on the wound. "Ya know how ta sew?"

You looked at him with true horror in your eyes while he dug for thread and a needle, but nodded.

“Good! Sew ‘im up ‘fore he bleeds out.” One of his hands moved to hold the cloth in place until you got your nerves in check while to other one handed you the items to close Daryl’s wounds.

With an intake of breath you squeezed Daryl’s flesh together, and pushed the needle through as you breathed out.

In. Squeeze. Out. Thread.

A few more times to close the wound entirely, snipping the thread as Merle worked to patch up the stitches with a gauze and medical tape.

Merle didn’t stick around much long after. He helped you clean up and left some supplies behind for you, giving you something that sounded like an apology before heading out the door.

You were alone now.

Daryl had passed out while you sewed the wound shut and was snoozing away comfortably now. Or at least he looked comfortable.

You went to pull a blanket over his body when you remembered his wounds from yesterday, deciding now that he was out of it anyways you’d tend to those as well. You thanked him quietly for wearing a sleeveless shirt, being able to reach the wound on his upper arm easily.

You unwrapped the bandage and found the wound healed enough to leave it uncovered.

It had been less than twenty-four hours and his wound looked like it had done a week's worth of healing.

You left it as is, and went to unwrap the wound on his torso for an inspection too. That one had the same, one day old and no longer in need of covering up.

'The hell?' You were unsure how to react to what you were seeing. This shouldn't be possible, right? No one has such good health that those'd heal so quick, especially not someone living in the woods. No way that's a side effect of cannibalism.

"Tha's twice ya saved me, now." Daryl's tired voice made you jump up and away from the cot, but his wince as he let out a laugh had you back at his side in a second.

"You should sleep some more, moving's bad for the wound." Your hand rested on his chest, a kind gesture to accompany your suggestion. A deep sigh left Daryl's lips as he got comfortable, laying on his back a bit off to the side of the cot. But not without grabbing a fistful of your sweater and pulling you down against his uninjured side, moving you without any trouble. "Yer joinin' me. 'Msure yer head's goin' crazy after whatya had ta do."

You couldn't protest at all, even injured he held you down with ease, so you chose to settle down beside him.

His chest was so soft, comfortable as a pillow and his whole body ran hot, like your personal heater. It was surprisingly nice to cuddle up with him.

What caught you off guard, though, was the feeling of Daryl's lips softly pressing against your forehead. You didn't dare to move, shock taking over and keeping you frozen in place. You tried to focus on your breathing but all you could focus on was the touch of his lips, the shape of his scars prominent against your skin.

It didn't feel like any other kisses you had ever gotten. Not because of Daryl's scarred face, but because of the feeling it brought you. It radiated a comfortable fuzzy feeling that had you doze off in a matter of minutes.

[luverine]

Caged Animal Part 3

Yandere (M) Hybrid x (F) Reader

1.2k words Part 1 Part 2

TW: s@ and abuse // MDNI

That’s it you can’t do this anymore.

Boss man has made you work nonstop for the past month. Ever since that bath the chain smoker changed your hours.

FIFTEEN HOURS!

“This can’t be right…This has to be a mistake.” The timesheet your looking at is 7 a.m. to 10 p.m.

“No no no no no” you mumble as you walk to the boss man’s office.

You barge into his office not caring to knock and take a seat on the stained red velvet chair in front of his desk.

“Did you approve this? This has to be breaking some rule!” You state sternly with an annoyed scowl.

The fat chain smoking man gives a teasing look.

“Nah, I approved. Zaki likes you and we are getting more information studying him around you.” He says with a smirk.

“No can do boss. This needs to change now.” Still as stern as you can be, you set your ground.

“Sorry but you're more than welcome to stay overnight if it’s a problem. We need you here.” Boss man says.

You let out an irritated huff “Okay, Boss” is all you say as you storm out of the office and head for the hybrids room.

“He stinks,” you mumble.

…

Rounding the hallway to Zaki’s room, it’s riddled with people in white hazmat suits and lab coats.

You eye them suspiciously “What’s going on…?”

“There you are, we were running tests on 187904 and you know how he is… tough.” The man looks at you for a pause and continues. “He seems very attached to you” He gives you an odd blank stare.

“Anyways we’re running some invasive tests right now he’s not the happiest. Soon it will be over and he can be fed.” He grins “It will be a while come back in an hour.” He mutters uninterested.

He holds out a hand and says.“I’m doctor Granz by the way you’ll be seeing me a lot.”

You shake his hand, he gives you a restraining grip. Tensing and letting go quickly he turns back to his duties.

You slowly walk away from the scene. “Everybody is so fucking weird here” you roll your eyes.

…

“Oh shit!” You shout out.

You forgot about Zaki. It's been three hours and you’ve been in the break room on your phone.

You fill the cart with his meal which looks like a tomahawk and some water and dash your way to his room.

When you reach his room you get a strange gloomy feeling. You knock and slowly enter the dim room where Zaki is curled up in the corner slightly shaking.

“I’m sorry I lost track of time, Zaki. I made sure to get the biggest cut of meat as a sorry.” You set the tray on the small metal table and wait across the corner like you always do.

Zaki doesn’t move or let out any noise like he normally does.

“Zaki?” You whisper. “Are you okay bud?”

Still nothing.

You decide you should make sure he’s not dead and walk toward him. Kneeling down you softly push on his shoulder.

“Ah!”

He grabbed you and pulled you down to his level. He’s giving you a big bear hug. It's so tight. You begin to tap his shoulder rapidly due to his constricting hold he has on you.

The side of your neck begins to dampen. You realize he’s crying. He whines and tightens his hold letting out small quiet whimpers.

You rub up and down on his arm. And hum “Are you okay did they hurt you?” you ask softly.

He continues to whine and cry into your neck and you just sit there rubbing his arm in his hold until he calms down.

…

Some time has gone by and the hybrid has managed to calm down. You’re still holding him and he seems to be in a very relaxed state, almost sleeping.

You nudge him “C’mon get up you need to eat you skipped breakfast and lunch by now.” You whisper out.

He slowly arises, not breaking his hold on you. It's almost as if he’s treating you like a big teddy bear.

“Zaki… let go, you need to eat” you demand.

It goes to deaf ears. He drags you toward the small metal table where he begins to gnaw and chew on the slab of meat you placed earlier.

As he finishes devouring the wreck that was once one piece. He goes back to the corner dragging you along with him.

“This is weird” you thought. He normally didn’t like to be in close contact with anything or anyone.

“Zaki? What did those men do?… You aren’t acting like yourself.” You ask.

He lets out a sharp whine and barely mumbles “Made me change.”

“What?” You ask again not understanding the murmur.

“They made me change.” He rasps out.

They made him turn wolf? “Why would they do that” you way in bewilderment.

He shrugs and lays down on the blue blanket set on the floor.

…

You’ve been in the room with him all night and he hasn't let you leave his sight. Anytime you try to leave he’ll grab you and put you in another air restricting grip and growl.

Nightmares keep him awake every time he gets some shut eye he’ll wake up growling and thrashing.

You decide one way or another you are going to get out of his room and get some answers.

…

It’s the next day you slept in his room the whole night, you were a comfort for the hybrid.

You woke up to of course him holding you tightly. You shake his side, getting him to wake up.

He gives you a look. “I’m going to get you food I’ll be back in no time” you say convincingly with a small smile.

He shakes his head laying back down pulling you with him.

“No no no I’m serious Zaki I’ll get in trouble I need to get you food.” You state.

He lets out a deep growl and pushes you towards the door.

You stumble opening the door and promise that you’ll be quick.

…

The elevator door opens and you head straight for the boss man’s office.

You knock and wait for an okay. You hear a choked out “come in.”

Opening the door you're faced with the usual piggy of a man surrounded with cigarettes.

“What did they do to Zaki?” You accuse.

Boss lets out a laugh. “It don’t concern you, just take care of ‘em.’

“No! I’ve don’t that I’ve ignored the mistreatment for too long! You people are hurting him! You yell in his face. “I can’t let this continue, he's not okay.” You let out a deep inhale and exhale. You’re riled up.

Boss sighs “We were testing a sirum one of our doctors made that can switch the creature to their more animalistic side or human quickly. Like an activator.”

“We were also curious if he was fertile so we took a sample” he states. “It’s no biggie I heard they’re quick with everythin’ painless too.” He laughs.

You look at him in shock and storm out of his office slamming the door harshly.

…

I’m going to get him out of here. Along with the others if I can.

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[jihyoruri]

❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ 𓍢 ALL OF THE GIRLS YOU LOVED BEFORE(1/2) huh yunjin x reader

warnings: swearing, this is a part one of two imagines, high school au, based on tatbilb, this is a long one and so will the next part

jennifer huh.

yn knows her as yunjin.

well, that was before she was the lacrosse superstar womanizer that everyone in the school loves for some reason.

yn knew her since they were little kids, when they had their own friend group that would hang out at school and all after, when yn had a raging crush on the charismatic girl,before high school was a thing in their young minds, before yn was deemed not good enough to be what they call "popular."

it's not like yn dwells on it though, she totally doesn't think about how her ex best friend is now dating her ex crush, she always knew they would get together, they belong together so why should she care?

she has all she needs, she has her two sisters, her dad and her best friend.

she's over huh yunjin.

so why does she have to come back into her life?

.♡♡.

the sound of taylors voice plays from yn’s record player, it blends in with the sound of the hard rain that hits her window.

she places the thick black headband on her head it goes well with her knitted cream sweater, she smiles at herself in the mirror while humming to the song.

she looks at the vintage clock on her night table, that her older sister got for her, 6:15.

that should be enough time to make that breakfast that she planned on making since last night, they better be appreciative she thinks to herself.

she grabs her already packed backpack, heading down the stairs and into the kitchen turning on the lights.

she gets to it, heart shaped pancakes, fruits, bacon for her dad, spam for her little sister hyein, she always includes something that her family members like, she would include something for her older sister miyeon but she’s gone for college.

yn let’s out a sigh at the thought, with miyeon out of the house that meant that yn was the big sister, the responsible one, the one that makes sure that dad gets his coffees and that he gets home from work safe, that one that makes sure hyein has her grades up and is doing good.

the only thing is that’s not yn, she’s the middle child with her head in clouds, the hopeless romantic with no responsibilities.

now she has all of miyeon’s duties.

the sound of foot steps fill yn’s ears as she places all of the food on the island in the kitchen, they only eat on the dinner table during dinner.

“good morning, honey.” her dads voice fills the room, all ready in his work clothes, he comes up to yn and places a kiss at the side of her head, “this is amazing, what the occasion?”

yn looks at him offended, “why does there need to be an occasion for me to do something nice?” she asks affronted.

“because you only go cooking or baking crazy when stuff is on your mind.” he says stuffing a piece of bacon in his mouth.

“well, to bad for you mr doctor.” she says to him pouring coffee in his cup which makes him look at her even more suspicious only miyeon knows how to make his coffee right.

“oh, don’t look at me like that, I made sure to ask miyeon how to make your coffee correct before she left.” yn said irritated, “and I am totally fine, so stop looking at me like that.” she tried to say harshly but came out pretty soft.

“I’m not looking at you any way.” he dad responds putting another bacon his mouth before giving her an obvious pointed.

“oh, would you-” yn got cut off by the fast steps of her young sister coming down the stairs, “I smell pancakes!”

yn smiles at hyein as she sits in her seat, hyein rushing to put syrup on both the pancakes and her spam.

yn scrunches her face, “that’s disgusting.” she says looking at hyein’s maple syrup covered plate.

“you know what’s disgusting?” hyein asks with a hint of what yn would call evil in her voice, before yn can respond the younger girl pours syrup on yn’s eggs.

“you brat!” yn yells, “dad!” this is why miyeon needs to be here.

her dad just ignored the two girls taking a sip of his coffee.

hyein laughed as yn looked at her plate in disgust.

“eat up girls.” their dad said, “school starts soon, yn you okay with driving miyeons car?”

yn just nods her head hesitantly, truth to be told, she hates driving, it gives her anxiety she doesn’t know how miyeon and dad do it.

“I’m gonna bring my helmet.” hyein says laughing at yn’s annoyed face, their dad joining in.

“ha, ha, very funny.”

.♡♡.

yn pulls into her schools parking lot, turing down the music and parking beside a familiar looking car.

her heart slows down when she the person come out of their car, aeri.

she’s miyeon’s newly ex girlfriend, but before she was miyeon’s girlfriend, ex girlfriend, she was yn’s first girlfriend, well girl-friend.

yn crushed on the older girl for years, just hoping that she liked her back, and one day did give her a little hope.

“how do you tell someone you like her.” aeri said to yn as the girl looked up from the book.

this is it, yn thought to herself, but then she saw the blush rush to aeri’s face as she talked about the person, looking up at the library ceiling like a lovesick puppy, and yn knew it wasn’t her.

but there was still a little hope.

but that hope disappeared when miyeon came home, her face red, yn couldn’t tell if it was from the coldness or something else.

“aeri asked me out,”miyeon said with a dreamy look on her face, yn’s mouth dropped in shock as miyeon took off her thick scarf, “I think we’re like girlfriends, isn’t that carzy?”

and oh, how yn wanted to run up to her room and cry, but then she saw how happy miyeon looked, yn hasn’t seen her look like that since before their mom died.

so with that yn wrote a letter.

a letter that poured her whole heart out to aeri, and tucked it away in a box, it was the last letter that yn has ever wrote for her crushes.

when yn gets a crush it’s not like any old crushes, her feelings are strong and doesn’t matter what age she is, they just get so strong that the only thing she can do is write it out on a page and put it away.

miyeon would tell her that she’s being dramatic and it’s unhealthy but that’s just yn, a hopeless romantic that writes love letters to her crushes that she will never send out.

never.

“holy shit, you drove here.” aeri’s strong voice fills yn’s ears as she gets out of the car, “this is like a big accomplishment, I thought I’d have to drive you to school all year, not that I’d be complaining though.” aeri said longingly.

ever since miyeon broke up with her, she’s been going to lengths to keep that relationship with the rest of the family, she was close to them before she dated miyeon she’s their neighbour and still wanted to be close to them now, yn felt bad for her, all she wanted to say is that she would never break up with her like miyeon did.

“dad’s been making me.” yn said, throwing her backpack over her shoulder, he keeps telling her that she has to get comfortable with the road.

“want me to talk to him?” aeri asks, as they walk into the school, “he loves me.”

yn shakes her head, “nah it’s okay, he’s right I do need to learn.” she says as they make a stop at aeri’s locker.

yn watches aeri open her locker, she’s just doing a normal thing and she’s mesmerized, this is bad, really bad, yn can’t still be in love with aeri.

“yo!” a familiar voice shouts wrapping their arm around yn’s shoulder, “where have you been, y/n/n?” ryujin says to yn.

ryujin has been yn’s best friend since freshman year, after ryujin’s cousin dropped yn, she was their to pick up the pieces and has been their ever since.

“I’ve been here.” yn replies, “where have you been should be my question?”

“I’ve been around.” ryujin shrugs, “sorry aeri, I’m gonna have to steal yn for little bye!” ryujin says before pulling yn down the hall.

“have you heard the news?” ryujin asks like it’s the most crazy thing known to mankind.

“what news?”

“maya and yunjin broke up! can you believe that?.” ryujin says with a jump, “she left yunjin for some collage chick.”

maya, yn’s ex best friend and now yunjins ex girlfriend, maya is the one that dropped yn like she was nothing, like she did something wrong to her, yn will never understand why, they were so close, maya leaving her behind left her really blindsided.

maya had yunjin been in an relationship since the 8th grade, they’re in grade 11 now, yeah that’s a long time we know.

“you’re lying.” yn said, her mouth agape.

“would I lie?”

yn give ryujin a pointed look.

“okay, yes I would but I’m not about this, my evil cousin broke up with her bimbo sports star womanizer girlfriend the huh yunjin!” ryujin said. “this is huge this is crazy.”

“I’m very surprised you didn’t know, it’s like breaking news.” ryujin said as they walk up the stairs, “but then again all you do is stay in your room reading while listening to taylor or lana records or your baking your life away because somethings on your mind.” ryujin said nudging yn, “you’re such a dork.”

“I’m hurt.” yn said with a faux wounded voice, pressing her palm against her own chest.

“oh, I apologize, please forgive me, I will walk you to your class.” ryujin says dramatically.

.♡♡.

yn’s back at home sitting in room at her desk, doing her homework, her and hyein got into a fight in the car, she can barely remember what it’s about, but she knows hyein definitely remembers, nobody can hold a grudge like that girl.

yn walked down the stairs and sees hyein watching tv, “did you do your homework?”

“yeah.” hyein responds her eyes still on the tv, “what are we having for dinner?” the young girl asks.

“I was thinking about ordering pizza.” yn says picking up her book that she left on the couch the night before, “since dad is gonna be home late.”

hyein eyes lit up, “yes! order pizza.”

yn smiles happy atgt hyein doesn’t seem mad at her, for now

“oh, I gotta put in gas.” yn said letting out a groan, that’s another reason on why she hates driving, the money expense that comes along with it, she’s grateful that her dads a doctor, but what happens when she’s on her own?

“you know.” hyein starts, “if you had a partner, they would drive us around and you wouldn’t with your terrible driving.”

yn ignored that last comment.

“you know, like how aeri would drive us around.” hyein added.

“well, are you gonna find me a significant other you child?” yn asked pushing her sisters head.

“maybe.” is all the younger girl replies with.

.♡♡.

yn was at her locker when aeri came up to her in the morning a look on her face that yn couldn’t really pin point.

“yn, can I talk to you?” the girl asked, she seemed really stressed out which made yn concerned.

“yeah sure.” yn said putting her pink sweater over her tank top, the school has been so chilly lately.

“why didn’t you tell me?” aeri asks.

“what?”

“why didn’t you tell me that you liked me…” aeri trailed off and yn finally took a proper look at her, yn scared her, her eyes stopping at a familiar envelope in aeri’s hand.

this couldn’t be, no way, yn felt like she was gonna throw up, how did that get out? how did this happen what do I do ?

“where did you get that?” was the only thing that could come out of yn’s mouth, she feels herself growing lightheaded, is this what being in shock feels like ?

“I got it in the mail.”

yn let out a big sigh, “just for you to know, this is like very old, very very old.” she says taking it out of aeri’s hand, “like I barely remember what I wrote.”

I wish I could drag my hand through your hair.

yeah totally don’t remember.

I need away to get out of this situation.

“i don’t know yn, this just really threw me off, I mean miyeon breaking up with me and now me finding out that you liked-”

“I have a girlfriend.” yn cuts her off abruptly. shit, why did I say that.

“oh.”

“yeah.”

“who?”

“what?”

“who’s your girlfriend.”

that’s when she comes to yn’s vision, huh yunjin in all her glory, walking down the hallways like she owned the place.

“jennifer huh.” is the first, “huh yunjin!” the ringing of the bell fills the hallway, yn smoothly turns around, “see you later aeri, I gotta go!”

yn does something that you could never imagine someone like her doing, she runs down the hallway and practically launches her self into the taller girls arms, her feet a little above the ground, yunjin raises her brows amused, “yn? what in the-”

she doesn’t answer all the she does is kiss her.

all that goes through her mind is that she hopes aeri is watching or all of that was for nothing.

yn’s heart beats like crazy, this is so not like her, she hasn’t even kissed people like that, but all thoughts leave her mind when she realizes that she’s kissing her back, huh yunjin is kissing her back.

yn opens her eyes and pulls away and yunjin is wearing the same expression on her face that she was wearing before, amused but also confused. “thank you so much.” yn whispers, “your welcome?” yunjin replies still very much confused.

yn untangles herself from yunjins arms and sprints off to the opposite direction.

.♡♡.

yn waits outside of the girls locker room, waiting for yunjin to come out, she’s been wanting to explain this mornings incident all day, it’s the least that she can do.

yunjin was the very last person to come out, her hair was wet and she had an oversized sweater with her jersey number on it, yn couldn’t lie she looked good.

yunjin takes a look at yn and all she says is, “hey.” and doesn’t stop walking.

yn rushes to keep up with the taller girls strides, “so, about this morning.” she laughs awkwardly.

yunjin finally comes to a stop, “oh, yeah what was that about?”

“it was just…” yn trails off, “a prank, a dumb joke.”

“oh, and does it have to do with that letter that I got this morning.” yunjin says crossing her arms, leaning against the wall.

so they all did get out.

“yes, well no, actually yes.” yn stutters out.

yunjin let’s put a deep sign, “look.” she says leaning up from the wall, “I think you’re cute, in a cute dorky way, I don’t know, but me and maya just broke up so…”

yn is flabbergasted, her mouth drops in shock, huh yunjin is letting her down like this?! and what does cute in a dorky way mean? that doesn’t feel like a compliment to yn.

“I mean it’s very flattering.” yunjin continues, “that you’ve liked me for so long but… you know.”

“I do not like you.” yn says very loudly. “so you’ve got no reason to be giving me the letting you down easy thing.”

yunjin looks side to side, before leaning down to yn’s height, “so then why did you kiss me.”

yn let’s out an annoyed sigh, “i kissed you, so someone thinks I don’t like them, and that I like you even though I don’t and I do like them.” yn says like it’s the most understanding thing known.

yunjin looks at her confused.

“you see, my letters got sent out-”

“wait letters as in multiple? how many are there?”

“five-anyway the one that I actually like found out and you can see how bad that might b-”

a light frown comes upon yunjins face“who?”

yn leans back awkwardly, “that’s classified information.”

“I think I deserve to know.” yunjin says giving yn a pointed look, “or I’ll just go on thinking that you’re still obsessed with me.

“aeri uchinaga!”

yunjin furrows her eyebrows, “wait isn’t that girl dating your sister?”

“um, dated past tense.” yn coughs up, “but you can already see how bad that situation is, and I just said the first thing that came to mind and that was you.”

“so you used me to save yourself?”

“yes, exactly.” yn responded before cringing.

but all yunjin does is laugh, “I think I should add funny to cute and dorky list.”

yn glares her eyes at her.

“you know, we should keep this up.”

“what?” she can’t be serious.

“I mean, maya has been going crazy since this morning and it’s nice to see.” yunjin shrugs, “she can realize what she’s missing out on and this can also help you with your situation with aeri.”

“no, no way.” yn said turning around but yunjin grabbed her wrist and turned her back.

“come on.” she dragged out, “it’s a win win, I get show maya what she’s missing and you can do whatever you’re doing with aeri.”

yn just stared at her for a little, something like this could end very bad.

“aeri seemed to believe it this morning.”

that’s what got to yn’s head.

“I’m in.”

.♡♡.

yn sits in her bed, her head in her hands as she listens to ryujin’s voice.

“gosh, I can’t believe you jumped yunjin like a crazy woman and kissed her.” ryujin laughs through the phone, word got around to ryujin about what happened and she called yn immediately to make sure that it was true

“yes I did now shut up or I’m hanging up on you.” yn said embarrassed into the phone but all ryujin did was tease her more, is yn did what she threatened to do, hang up on her.

yn let out sigh and flopped on her back, turning her head towards her door she sees her dad peaking his head through, “I’m gonna be dropping hyein off in the morning since my hours changed and miyeons car is in the shop after you scratch it.”

yn cringed at the memory, “so, you are taking the school bus for now on, yay you!” you dad says before going back into his room.

yn looks up at the light on her ceiling, at least she doesn’t have to drive anymore.

.♡♡.

yn sees yunjin standing in the parking lot beside her car, when she comes off the bus, yunjin raises her hand at the girl, “are you seriously taking that thing everyday?”

yn scrunched her face, thing?, “yes, I am taking the school bus.” yn makes sure to add more base in her voice when she said “school bus.”, “my sisters car is at the shop and my dad can’t drop me off, so I have to take the bus.” yn says nonchalantly, “I mean it’s a win for me I don’t even like driving.”

yunjin let’s out a groan like this is the most offensive thing that someone could say to her, she opens her mouth to say something but decides against it, opting to hold grab yn’s hand and holds it as they walk in lowly muttering, “just walk and look pretty.” to yn

walk and look pretty I can do that yn thinks to herself, I think .

yn side eyes awkwardly as she puts on a smile as yunjin says hi to every person know to earth, how many people does this girl know?, but she has to act natural like her and yunjin are a thing a couple, so she keeps that smile on her face.

yn thought yunjin was done her little meet and greet but she was so wrong, her face dropped when a bunch of yunjin’s teammates come up to them this was starting to get annoying

after yunjin is done talking,yn tries to slip her hand out of yunjins grasp, but the taller girls grip tightened, “your hand is all warm and clammy.” yn hissed at the yunjin.

“I think yours are.” yunjin said through clenched teeth.

yn gave her a “the fuck” face, from what yn knows in her years of living her hands don’t get all warm, sweaty and clammy.

when they get to yn’s locker, yunjin turns yn to face her, and leans in to try and kiss her, out of panic yn raised her pointer finger and let it smush against yunjins lips.

“what the hell!” yunjin says looking at yn’s finger with a concerning amount of anger.

“sorry I panicked!.” yn says, “also don’t sneak up on me like that!, I’m not you.”

“you better lower your voice dummy.” yunjin says pointing her finger in yn’s face before looking around to see if anyone heard yn.

“don’t call me dummy.” yn says crossing her arms, “you dummy.”

yunjin rolls her eyes at yn, it’s obvious she’s annoyed with yn’s behaviour and yn’s about to lecture her how this is yunjin’s fault and not hers, until in the corner of her eyes she sees maya walking down the hallway.

“gotta go!” yn says quickly, speed walking towards the other direction.

.♡♡.

yn sits on yunjin’s desk chair watching the other girl hang up her jersey, yunjin drove yn over to her house after school since they definitely had to go over some ground rules after the fiasco that this morning was.

“I know it’s gonna be you with the ideas and rules so hit me.” yunjin says as she hangs stuff in her closet.

“okay so,” yn says clasping her hands together, “we obviously have to come up with a origin story, how about I was your first kiss-”

“you, my first kiss?” yunjin interrupts, “I think me being yours is definitely more believable.”

yn squeezes her eyes shut for a second before opening them, “I’m gonna pretend like I didn’t get offended by that and continue, so I was first kiss when we were like in middle school and ever since then ive been a thing at the back of your mind.” yn says doing a little wiggle at her idea, “sorta like she fell first and he fell harder but it’s she fell first and she fell harder.”

yunjin stares at yn for while only snapping out of her daze when yn snaps at her. “are you even listening?”

“oh yeah.” yunjin replied shaking her head, “yeah, we can go with that.”

yn clapped her hand excitedly at her idea being approved and yunjin softly smiles at yn’s big smile, “okay, now let’s get to the rules.” yn says opening her backpack and taking out a bright pink notebook.

“you’re writing this down?” yunjin asked in confusion.

“to stay organized.” yn says shrugging her shoulders, doodling little hearts on the page already. “okay, so first rule, we can’t tell anybody that this is fake.”

“duh.” yunjin says before sitting up, “we have to talk about each other like we’re in love and shit when we’re around other people and either me and you aren’t around.”

yn laughs for a second for teasingly saying, “I don’t think I had anything fond that comes to my head when I think about you.”

“you had a lot to say in your letter.” yunjin says lowly.

“I don’t even remember what I said.”

“you said you love how beautiful my big eyes are, and that I have a way of making people feel special.” yunjin said her eyes becoming soft.

yn looks up from the page, “I did didn’t I? wow you were really something back then, huh?

yunjin flinches at the word were.

yn can feel the atmosphere shift, yunjins mood not being the same, “hey, you okay?”

“I’m fine, dude.” yunjins laughs awkwardly sitting on her and pulling the chair that yn’s sitting on closer to her. “let’s get down some more rules, and then I’m gonna drive the princess home to her palace.”

.♡♡.

it’s been about a mouth since yn and yunjin had started “dating.”, and it’s been going well, people believe them, yunjin has been driving yn and hyein to school, everything thing is great.

yn blew her hair out of her face as she rolled the dough, she was making pastries for hyein’s school bake sale, and as the baker in the family it was obvious who the responsibilities of that was going to lay on.

yn dusted off her pink apron that miyeon brought back for her when aeri and her went to japan together, as she hears the doorbell go off.

yn flinches immediately when she opens the door and it reveals, huh yunjin, who bursts out laughing at the sight of yn, she had flour all over her.

“is this a makeup thing?” the athlete asks as she laughs.

yn gives her a an unamused look before she rolls her eyes, “what do you want yunjin?” yn asks as she turns away, heading back to the kitchen and leaving the door open for yunjin to close.

“to pick you up!” yunjin says raising her hands, as yn looks at her in confusion, “to the party, did you read my letter?” yunjin has been writing yn letters daily since that’s something that maya always wanted her to do but she never did.

“I was going to.” yn says defensively as she slaps yunjins hand away from the chocolate chips, “ but I got caught up with this.” she says gesturing to the island that’s filled with baking supplies.

“but you promised that you’d go to my games and parties with me.” yunjin whines leaning against the counter.

“sorry.”

“you know what.” yunjin sits up “hand me an apron, I’m helping you so this can go faster and we can go.”

“wha-”

“you’re not getting out of this one l/n.” yunjin says, “hand me an apron.”

yn sighs defeatedly and turns to get a plain pastel yellow apron from the shelf and hands it to yunjin.

“I want that one.” yunjin says pointing at the one on yn’s body, “no, this is mine.”

“you owe me for not reading my letters.”

“nope.” yn shakes her head, “this is non negotiable, I were this every time I bake it’s like my lucky charm.”

“but if I wear it I’ll be your lucky charm.”

“yeah no.” yn says before going on her tippy toes and putting the apron over yunjin’s head and tied it.

“so, why is this party so important.” yn asks as they both begin.

“it’s important because maya is gonna be there.” yunjin says nudging yn, “this will be the night where I show my girl off to everyone.”

yn tries not be affected by the words, she really does know how to make people feel special.

“you do realize you’re putting my life in danger right?” yn asks dramatically. “maya is a the most jealous person to exist on earth.” yn says as she measures.

“no she isn’t.”

“yes she is, I remember when we were like 8 and I finally got that ken doll that everyone wanted-” yn starts her rant but gets cut off.

“oh, yeah you guys were like bffs.” yunjin teases.

“I wouldn’t say bff…” yn trailed off, she opens her mouth to say something but gets cut off by the front door opening.

“I’m home.” her dad’s voice fills the house, yn looks at yunjin panicked. “oh my gosh, my dad is here.”

“what’s wrong with that?” yunjin asks confused, “because.” is all yn said with a slight whine in her voice.

yunjin throws up her hands confused, she opens her mouth to say something but gets cut off by yn’s dad’s voice.

“yn, are you making th-” he comes to halt when he sees the other party in the kitchen, someone he hasn’t seen since yn was in middle school.

“huh yunjin.” he says pointing at the girl, “look at you all grown up, yn why didn’t you tell me you were getting the gang back together.” yn cringes, “please don’t say that dad.”

“hey dr l/n.” yunjin says smiling at the man, she remembers seeing him sometimes when she and some of the other kids would wait for yn to come outside and play.

“so what are you doing here?” he asks leaning on the counter.

yunjin smirks at yn before looking at the man, “I was actually coming to pick up yn to come with me to a party.” yunjin says completely ignoring the glare from yn.

“oh, really.” he says surprised that his daughter that stays in her room all say is actually going to a party.

yn raises her hands in a motion, “but, unfortunately I can’t go since I’m doing hyein’s bake sale pastries.” yn says happy at her save.

“what, no!” her dad says sitting up, “you should go, me and hyein will finish the pastries, your mom taught be how to make the ones that you’re doing in college.” he says taking the apron off of yn and pushing her towards the stairs, “now, go upstairs and put something nice on.”

yn groans but reluctantly goes up the steps and to her room.

her dad looks at yunjin and raises a brow, “so what? is this a date or friend thing going on here?” he asks bluntly.

yunjin eyes widened at his bluntness, he didn’t seem like he cared that his daughter might be going out with a girl, it was odd and foreign to her since maya’s parents weren’t really the accepting type.

“um, it’s a date thing sir.” she says awkwardly.

“okay.” he said with a straight face, “with that, let’s get down some rules, no drinks no drugs,” he raised up both of his hands, “and no hands.”

“yes sir.”

.♡♡.

yunjin and yn stood outside the big house in front of the front door, “remember what we need to do?” yunjin asks the shorter girl.

“yes, we need to be believable.” yn says nodding, tightening her ponytail.

yn flinches when yunjin brings her hand to her hair and takes the hair tie out of the ponytail that she had it in.

yn looks at yunjin in shock, “why’d you do that?”

“you look prettier with it down.” she shrugs before opening the door and taking yn’s hand.

anxiety strikes yn when she sees the amount of people filling up the big house, this type of setting wasn’t for her and never has been, she looks up and yunjin but all the girl does is squeeze her hand in an attempt of comfort.

to make things worse, yn sees the person that she really wished yunjin was lying about coming, maya.

she’s sitting beside her best friend sora, her eyes burning into yn and yunjin, her hand clenching her drink, before whispering into sora’s ear.

yn subconsciously pushes herself closer into yunjin’s side, she flinches when she hears her name being shouted.

“yn!” sora shouts, motioning for yn to come over, yunjin pushes yn closer to the area where the girls are sitting, mouthing you got this, before walking over to her teammates.

yn shuffles over to the seats and sits beside sora, “hey…” she trails off.

sora gets straight to the point leaning closer to yn, “everyone’s dying to know what’s the story with you and jennifer.”

yn leans back into her seat uncomfortably, this somehow feels like trap for some reason, why would maya and her best friend as her to sit with them anyway?.

“whatever jen said I guess…” she trails off, playing with yunjin’s varsity jacket that she forced yn to wear.

“but we wanna hear it from you?” sora says sitting closer, “it’s always different with the other person’s pov.” she says.

yn hesitantly takes a look at maya who’s still clenching her cup, “it’s okay yn, you can talk about it, I don’t know if you know but I broke up with her.”

yn nods, “that’s what she told me.” even though she already knew from ryujin.

“so when did this start?”

“pretty recently.”

“how recent?” sora presses.

“before school started.”

maya’s eyes light up, “I think you’re relationship is adorable..” she compliments, you can tell it’s fake, “I’m gonna get another drink, do you want anything yn? milk or apple juice perhaps?” she asks with shade.

yn shifts uncomfortably with sora laughs at what maya said, “I would ask for chocolate milk, but yunjin is getting my drink so I’ll be fine.” yn say’s making sure to use the name that people only close to yunjin use.

she smiles in satisfactory when all maya does is roll her eyes and walk to the drink table.

yn gets up from her seat telling sora that she’s gonna go look for yunjin.

she finds yunjin sitting on one of the couches with her friends, yn pauses for second and thinks, what would a girlfriend do?

she walks over and plops down right in yunjin’s lap, who looks up at yn with a mixture of shock and amusement, yunjin’s friends decide to mind their business and talk amongst themselves.

“did you get my drink.” yn smile leaning into yunjin, who nods her head and picks up two drinks from the stand beside them, she hands yn her non-alcoholic drink.

yn takes a sip out of her drink and scrunches her face at the bitterness, “is it supposed to taste so bitter?” she asks adjusting herself in yunjins lap.

yunjins eyes widened and she takes the drink out of yn’s hand, “sorry that’s mine.” she laughs, swapping their drinks and taking a sip of her own.

the rest of the night was filled with yunjin and yn putting on a show of being a couple, and yn trying to hide from maya wrath which amused yunjin.

.♡♡.

yn hummed to the halloween mixtape cd that her dad gave to her from the 90s as she put on her costume.

it was every kid’s favourite day of the year a day where you get to dress up and get candy for free, halloween.

yn was dressing up as nana komatsu, from her favourite anime, she owns the manga and binged watched the show with aeri.

she’s been planning this costume since last summer and she can finally wear it, she wonders if people will recognize who she’s dressed up as, they better. she thinks to herself.

after she’s done getting ready she walks downstairs and picks up an egg tart to munch on while she waits for yunjin to pick her up.

yunjin’s running late, like always, but can yn really complain? at least she’s not driving and good thing her dad dropped hyein off at school early.

yn locks the house door and stands outside to wait for yunjin when she hears a familiar voice, “hey!”

she turns to see aeri in her costume she’s dressed up as nana osaki.

both their mouths drop, both then proceeding to laugh at the coincidence. “oh my gosh, what are the odds?” aeri says still laughing.

“I know.” yn says waking over to the fence where aeri is on the other side on, “great minds think alike.”

“absolutely.” aeri says before pointing behind her at the car in her driveway, “want a ride to school nana?”

yn shots her an apologetic look, “sorry, yunjin is picking me up.”

aeri looks down at the ground for a second before looking back up at yn, “oh, that’s fine, I was just offering.” she backs away from the fence, “see you at school yn.” she says before getting into her car an driving off.

yn let’s out a sigh to herself, that was awkward.

after a couple of minutes yunjin finally shows up.

yn opens the door and sits in the front seat, taking a quick glance at yunjin’s costume, spider man? or spider woman ?

“whoa” yunjin said taking a look at yn’s costume, “you look hot, your what’s her name from that strawberry anime right?”

yn narrows her eyes her, “it’s nana and it’s not about strawberries dummy.” yn then looks at yunjin up and down, “and you’re spider woman?”

“it’s hard to explain.” yunjin says as she turns down the radio, “I’m a girl version of peter parker.”

“basic.” yn coughs out.

“what?”

“nothing.” yn says looking out the window.

“no repeat what you just sai-”

.♡♡.

yn walks over to locker after a school held the costume award assembly, she wasn’t surprised that yunjin’s friend group won best group costume, people like them win every year.

as yn took out her books she felt a presence behind her, she knew who it was immediately.

“congrats on winning.” yn says not even looking at yunjin.

“thanks strawberry girl.” yunjin teases leaning against the locker beside yn’s.

yn opens her mouth to respond but gets cut off by a certain voice.

“hey,nana!” aeri says as she walks past yn with one of her friends.

“hey,nana!” is what yn responds with, a big smile on her face as she watches the girl walk down the hall.

yunjin looks at aeri down the hall and then back at yn before clearing her throat, “you know I don’t appreciate, my supposed to be girlfriend doing a couple costume with someone that’s not me.” yunjin says jealously reeking from her tone.

“it was coincidental.” yn says defending both herself and aeri.

“but still.” yunjin whines, “this looks bad on me.”

yn rolls her eyes at the girls antics, “what do you want me to do, quickly pop by the halloween store get an unrealistic red wig and be your mj.”

“could you do that?” yunjin asks, “cause that would be great?”

“no!” yn says, “because guess what? I worked to hard on this costume for it to be ruined by your jealousy, I didn’t spend hours on FaceTime with my sister while she was in japan in thrift stores getting me this outfit.”

it was yunjin’s turn to roll her eyes at your dramatics, “can you at least think about it.”

“yunjin!”

“what?”

“you are such a baby.” yn laughed

“I’m not, it’s just tell me that isn’t weird.” yunjin crossed her arms.

“okay, how about to make you feel better, you tag along with me to take hyein trick-or-treating and after when she goes to bed me and you can watch a movie.”

yunjin raised a brow at the offer and decided to push more, “a horror movie?” she asked smiling she knew you hated them.

you let a groan, “yes a horror movie.”

“invitation excepted.” yunjin smiled.

[minieverse]

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pairing: idol!jeongin x fem!reader

genre: angst (with good ending)

warnings: stress, anxiety, reader gets hurt by words, cursing, crying

~Jeongin gets stressed with work and takes it out on you by mistake~

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Reader

It was currently 2:15am and i was still waiting for Jeongin to come back home from his dance practice and vocal lessons. I know their new album will drop soon and they all get anxious but he’s overdoing it I don’t even know if he grabbed anything to eat before he left

I’ve been trying to call him for the past 2 hours but he never answers but he has seen my texts which is weird, he always answers he hates leaving me on seen. All i want is for him to get home and eat properly, he’s beating himself up with all these practices from 2pm to God knows when

I’ll just watch a movie and wait for him

Jeongin

10+ missed calls from “y/n💕”

Helloooo!? 1:10am

Babe where are you? 1:30am

7 missed calls from “y/n💕”

You are reading my text why are you not answering? 2:00am

Jeongin where the fuck are you 2:15am

It’s 2:40 and i’m driving home, i couldn’t get the choreography right and it was frustrating, what is more frustrating is that i can’t concentrate with my phone blowing up

I kept making mistakes and now i have to practice on my day off

she’s calling again

“oh for fucks sake” i whisper to myself and answer the phone “where the fuck have you been Jeongin!” “stop yelling okay i was in practice” i try to calm her down, i’m way too tired for this “in this hour?” i sigh and rub my eyes with my hand “yes y/n i have work to do okay, i have shit to practice for” keeping calm is way harder than it looks “you better be here in 5” she yells and hangs up, i put my phone on my pocket and start driving back home

Reader

As soon as i hanged up the phone i went to the kitchen to get a glass of water to calm down

The door unlocks and his tired figure walks in to our apartment taking of his shoes and placing his back on the ground, he doesn’t look at me at all and just walks at our shared bedroom, i rub my face and follow him “care to tell me why are you this late?” i ask him calmly “for the thousand time, i was practicing is it that hard to understand?” he looks at me, his eyes piercing my skin “Jeongin it’s 3am you can’t be practicing until-” “for Gods sake shut up, i’m working okay im doing my job can you stop being so damn annoying? i can’t fucking concentrate when you blowing up my phone like that i keep making mistakes and now i have to work more” he yells at me, he hasn’t yelled at me before always keeping his cool and being calm, there is silence for a few seconds, the phrase “can you stop being so annoying?” echoing in my mind “okay i- im sorry i’ll leave you alone” i say as i grab my pillow and walk to the guest room to lay down

I’ve always been called annoying because i care too much, Jeongin knows that and i thought i was over it until i heard him saying it it kind of broke my heart. Silence filled the dark apartment, the only sound of life was me turning around trying to get comfortable but that was impossible, i can’t sleep without him and after that fight

I got up to grab a snack when Jeongin exit our room “hey” he said quietly walking towards me “hi” i answered trying to avoid his eyes “look i’m sorr-” “i think you’re right i’ve being annoying you i’ll leave you alone to think and get your job done” i say and quickly walk to the guest room

Sleeping was hard but i managed to rest, by the time i woke up Jeongin was already gone so it gave me time to make myself breakfast and take some of my stuff to the guest room, since his program was unstable i didn’t know when he was coming back so i took a shower trying to get the thoughts out of my head. The time passed so slowly with me trying to force myself to be busy so i don’t get into my thoughts that i had to make lunch, i don’t work these days since it’s summer holidays so i take charge of the house, i finished with cooking but i lost my appetite knowing that he can live without talking to me so i just locked myself in the guest room crying myself to sleep again.

Jeongin

It was 3:30pm and i was packing up from practice, my phone all dry, i kept checking hoping i’d see her name pop up on the screen but nothing, i know i asked for this and it’s my fault but i can’t bare it, i almost started to cry until Lee know hyung came over me “what’s wrong? you look upset” he questioned sitting down next to me “it’s just problems in my relationship i’ll be okay” i answer trying to control my trembling voice and teary eyes “cmon i know you better than that, it’s okay to let your feeling out” he looked at me and i lowered my head, it was getting harder to control my tears until i burst.

I started crying uncontrollably in my hands while Lee know was rubbing my back “everything is okay let it all out and tell me what’s wrong” he said trying to calm me down, after a few minutes there were just sniffles echoing in the practice room “i called her annoying hyung, the person i love the most, i hurt her, i could see it in her eyes i fucked up” i said trying not to cry again and he sighed “Jeongin yes you did probably hurt her but you can fix it, i know you can do grab your things calm down and go fix it hm?” he told me with a serious look “y-yes i’m going” i wiped my tears thanked him and run to my car to drive home

When i walked inside there was no sign of life, i saw food prepared and it made me even more guilty, i kicked off my shoes and walked to our shared bedroom hoping to see her there and apologise but there was no one there, some of her stuff were gone. I got worried and searched the whole apartment until i found her in the guest room sleeping, i sighed in relief and sat next to her sleeping body

“I’m really sorry for what i said” i stated of my apology “i hope you know that i didn’t mean it, i was stressed and i let it out on you i-” i took a deep breath trying not to cry “i shouldn’t have yelled or called you annoying in any case because i love you and all you do is love and care for me” my voice trembling again and tears staining my cheeks “i love you so much and i promise to never do that again, and i’m also gonna say this after you wake up but” i pose for a second and kiss her forehead “i want you to know that i’m sorry” i wipe my tears and get up

Reader

“don’t leave” i say calmly while looking at him turning around “y- you were awake?” he asked wiping more tears “well you were running around in the apartment like a maniac” i chuckled “oh i’m sorry” he smiled weakly “ i know that you were stressed and that you didn’t mean it it just hurt” i get up and walk towards him “i’m sorry” he hugs me tight, God i missed this, as he pulls away i kiss him passionately, i can feel his smile in the kiss.

“So wanna go grab ice cream!?” he asks “what kind of question is that of course i want!” i grab my phone and run to put my shoes on

everything can be fixed, even the worst situations but both sides really have to put effort

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I haven’t posted in a while sorry!!🦊Thank you for all the support angels🤍

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I'm your mother now, chapter 5

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part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7 part 8

summary: you start to grow a little closer to Natasha, and you start realising that having Yelena around can be extremely beneficial…

pairing: Dark!Natasha x teen reader, Yelena x niece reader

warnings: yelling, a lot of swearing, dark themes, kinda evil Natasha, translated Russian

genre: angst, fluffy auntie Yelena

words: 2094

a/n: it took a little while, but chapter 5 is finally here 🙌 (not proofread yet)

You do not have my permission to repost, copy or translate my work

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These past few days, while Yelena was around, you noticed Natasha's temper wasn't nearly as bad as it had been since your stay with her. She was less aggressive, she got mad at you way less and when she did, Yelena would be there to scold her, which is usually how you didn't end up with a red handprint on your cheek.

Yelena was still upstairs, and while you and Natasha were casually eating breakfast, you accidentally spilled the glass of juice you were supposed to drink.

You immediately tensed up, scared of the way Natasha would react, especially without Yelena here. However, Natasha seemed rather calm, which was something that freaked you out even more. She calmly stood up and made her way towards you, casually slapping you across the face. 

Your eyes were already filling with tears, but Natasha simply walked back to her seat and sat down, continuing to eat. 

“Well?” Natasha motioned towards the mess you made. “Clean it up.”

You stood up with tears in your eyes, grabbing a cloth to clean up the mess you made, when you heard an angry ‘Suka’ come from your side. 

You turned to your side and saw Yelena standing there, hands on her hips and an upset expression on her face. “Was that really necessary?” she scolded Natasha in an angry tone, yet Natasha just shrugged.

“You can't just keep hitting her and then expect love in return, Natasha. That is not how it works,” Yelena exclaimed angrily, yet Natasha remained unbothered.

“I am her mother and therefore I must discipline her when she does something wrong-”

“You're not my mother,” you said quietly as you worked up the courage to look at her. “What did you just say?” Natasha asked as she stood up and glared at you. You were almost going to keep your mouth shut, but you felt safer expressing your opinion with Yelena in the room.

“You're not my fucking mother!” 

“Mind your language young lady I am-” 

“No you're not! You don't hurt someone you love! A real mother would never hurt her child!” you yelled at her, and both Natasha and Yelena seemed to be a little taken back by your sudden outburst of anger. 

There was a short silence. Natasha took a deep breath, probably calculating what she was about to say. You looked over at Yelena, who just stood there with a proud smirk on her face.

Your eyes were filled with fear, yet Yelena stood rather relaxed. 

“She's right,” she told Natasha, who then looked at her with betrayal in her eyes. 

“What? You go hit me too?” Yelena asked Natasha, noticing the look in her eyes. “Whose side are you on, sestra?” Natasha then asked Yelena, to which Yelena merely shrugged. 

“On the side of whoever I think is right, and you are wrong,” she then said, coming to stand next to you. She laid her hand on your shoulder, and you flinched slightly. “You see?” Yelena asked Natasha after she felt you flinch. “She flinches even at a loving touch. Hurting her does more harm than good,” she then explained to Natasha, turning to look at you.

“Go upstairs and draw for a bit,” Yelena started, before she leaned a little closer to you so she could whisper in your ear. “I have something for you later.”

You gave Yelena a small smile, before glancing at Natasha with worry and making your way to the stairs, quickly climbing them and walking towards your room. When you walked into your room, you immediately shut your door, slightly frustrated at the lack of a lock.

You felt you were safer with Yelena in the house, but you didn't feel very safe anyway. What if Natasha kicked Yelena out? What if Yelena was simply performing an act? It was still Natasha’s house, and as far as you knew, she got the last say in the matter.

You let yourself fall onto your bed, staring at the ceiling as you heard yelling coming from downstairs.

It was mainly Natasha you heard, and you figured Yelena managed to stay fairly calm even though Natasha was so enraged. You sighed as you sat back up, deciding to follow Yelena's order and draw for a bit. 

After about an hour, you heard footsteps coming up the stairs, and you immediately tensed up.

They didn't sound like angry footsteps, so you figured it must be Yelena that was making her way upstairs. When you heard a knock on your door, you knew for a fact it was Yelena trying to make her way towards you.

You told her she could enter, and only after you gave permission she came in. “You make lovely drawings, malen’kiy pauk,” (little spider) she told you as she sat down on your bed after glancing at your drawing. You closed your sketchbook and turned your desk chair around so you could face her. 

Yelena smiled at you, while you just looked down and picked at the skin around your nails.

Yelena noticed your actions, and stood up quickly, stopping in front of you and grabbing your hands, pulling you to your feet. 

“We go on a surprise now,” she said as you looked at her in surprise, before giving her a smile.

“What kind of surprise?” you asked her, but Yelena just shook her head and gave a snort of amusement. “If I tell you, it would not be a surprise now would it.” You smiled at her, and Yelena grasped your hand and turned to the door, dragging you with her.

She walked down the stairs, dragging you with her. You saw Natasha sitting at the kitchen counter with her head in her hands, but Yelena was quick to drag you past it and to the front door.

You stopped moving when you saw Yelena open the front door. She turned around when she noticed you stopped moving, and you just shook your head.

“I'm not allowed outside…” you told her softly, yet Yelena just smiled.

“I am going with you, so you are allowed,” Yelena told you, giving your hand a gentle pull as she walked out the door. You hadn’t gone through the front door yet, and you allowed yourself to take a deep breath the moment you stepped outside.

You had obviously been outside before, but falling from a window was a little different than being allowed to go outside through the front door.

Yelena walked to her car, blindly trusting that you would follow her. You did, and as she got in the driver's seat you got in the passenger's seat.  Yelena started the car, putting on some music and driving away.

“Won't Natasha be mad?” you asked while looking outside, admiring the thick layers of soft, fluffy snow that laid on the forest floor. 

“Natasha will get over it,” Yelena replied, not taking her eyes off the road.

You absentmindedly nodded your head, continuing to look outside while you hummed along to the songs on the radio. 

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After driving for about two hours, you noticed a little town which Yelena drove into, parking her car and getting out. 

You looked towards her confused, but she couldn't see you as she stood outside. You didn't dare move. You were afraid to get out of the car, fearful that the situation might be a test. After about 5 minutes, Yelena opened your door, looking inside the car with a smile on her face. 

“Are you going to sit there all day?”  

You looked at her surprised, before you got out of the car and took Yelena's hand. “Are you sure Natasha is okay with this?” you asked Yelena as you walked, yet she just shrugged.

“Natasha will get over it. Now, what should we do first?” Yelena asked as she led you towards a small mall, walking inside.

“I saw you liked stuffed animals,” Yelena stated as she started walking a certain direction, dragging you along with her. “You will like build-a-bear. lt is new in this area,” Yelena said as she walked into the store, letting go of your hand so you could look around.

You smiled as you looked at the different stuffed animal, stopping as you picked up a light brown bunny. “You like that one?” you heard Yelena ask, who was now standing behind you.

You nodded your head, and before you could do anything else, Yelena took your hand and dragged you towards an employee to get your bunny filled. 

When the bunny was filled with the stuffing to your liking, Yelena insisted you pick out an outfit for the bunny to wear. Once the entire experience was completed, you walked out of the store. Yelena holding your left hand, while your right one carried your new bunny. 

You thanked Yelena at least 10 times, and she just kept saying it was her pleasure.

After she treated you to some ice-cream, she told you you had to get a few things for movie night, and she dragged you into the nearest grocery store.

The store wasn't very large, but it had everything you'd need. Yelena grabbed a few things she needed, while she told you to find the candy aisle and pick out 3 bags of sweets. 

You happily found the candy aisle, looking at the different kinds of candy before picking out your favorite ones. A lot of the candies you didn't recognise, and of course you were unable to read the packaging. When you were about to go and find Yelena again, you were stopped by a woman.

“Ty propavshaya devushka?” (are you the missing girl?) she asked you, but you just looked at her confused

“You missing girl?” the woman repeated in the best English she could. Your eyes widened in alarm, and you didn't know what to do.

When you didn't respond, the woman looked worried and reached for her phone. She typed in 112, which you figured was the emergency number in this country.

Before she called it, she showed you the phone, nodding at you. You lightly shook your head. Your eyes were wide with shock and fear. What would Natasha do to you if she found out someone called the emergency number for  you?

The woman looked at you with concern, and you let out a small gasp of surprise when you felt a hand on your shoulder.

“Chto-to zdes’ ne tak?” (is there something wrong here?) you heard Yelena ask the woman in Russian, and the woman looked at her suspiciously. You lowered your gaze as Yelena had a stare down with the woman.

The woman looked at you with concern, before she decided it would be best to walk away. 

The moment she was out of sight, you turned around to face Yelena, starting to apologize for everything you might've done wrong.

Yelena just shushed you, grabbing your face in between her hands as she told you it was okay. She grabbed the bags of candy from you and put them in her cart, turning back to you and giving you a hug. “It's okay, you did nothing wrong.”

You didn't even realize you were crying until Yelena wiped the tears away and smiled softly at you. 

“Let's go home, yeah?” 

Yelena paid for the groceries and you walked back to the car. It was already late, and the sun was starting to set. Yelena got you situated in the passenger seat, giving you a blanket she kept in the back while you hugged your new bunny close.

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When the car came to a stop again, you were already fast asleep, snoring slightly while you kept the bunny clutched to your chest.

Yelena couldn't help but coo at how cute you looked. She saw Natasha standing in the doorway. She figured Natasha opened the door when she heard the car come back.

Yelena got out of the car, walking to Natasha and giving her a hug. “She's okay, sestra. She'll love you easier now,” Yelena said as Natasha walked to the car, opening your door. She leaned forwards and gently picked you up. You stirred a little before you settled into her arms, snuggling closer to her chest. 

Natasha smiled at your actions, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead before she walked into the house, walking upstairs and placing you in your bed.

She gave you another kiss on your forehead, tugging you in. “Goodnight my precious princess,” she said before she walked to the door, leaving your room. 

Maybe Natasha really wasn't that bad…

chapter 6

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Star Crossed - Chapter 1

| Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 |

The Star Crossed Masterlist

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My Navigation and Masterlist

Warnings: Na-yeon. Word Count: 4,147

Waking up was always the hardest part of the day for you. Your body resisted it with all its might and sometimes the temptation was too strong to resist.

Or at least it would be if you didn’t have an older brother there to smack you with a pillow until you got up.

Your arms instinctually went up to protect your face as you screeched when your attacker would not stop. You heard Gwi-nam laugh as you rolled around in your bed, trying to avoid the insistent hits of the fluffy pillow. Finally, he stopped. He was grinning until it turned into an annoyed scowl.

“I have been trying to wake you up for the past 30 minutes, now you only have 15 to get ready for school or else I’m leaving you here.”

You knew the threat was empty and he would wait all day for you if you needed it but you still practically leaped out of the bed at his words.

“Okay, okay! I’m sorry! I’ll be ready soon, I promise!” You quickly rushed to the bathroom to start your morning routine, brushing your teeth only until you were satisfied they felt and smelled clean before going on to styling your hair into a simple but cute hairdo. Quickly getting changed, you rushed out of your room and slid into the kitchen using your socked feet. Grabbing a quick breakfast time you could eat on the way, you rushed to put your shoes on.

When Gwi-nam walked out of his bedroom, unrushed and calm, you looked at him, confused.

“Why aren’t you rushing?” You questioned, slightly out of breath and slowly catching on as his lips tilted into a large and mischievous grin. You looked at the clock on the wall of your living room and looked back at him comically slowly. It was 40 minutes before you needed to leave. “Oh, you little shit! I’m gonna kill you!” You stood up, one shoe still untied but that didn’t stop you from running after him as he ran away and laughed loudly at your reaction.

You and Gwi-nam walked across the crosswalk, both walking in a comfortable silence until you both saw them.

Myeong-hwan and his 'friends.'

The small smile you wore as you walked dropped as soon as you saw them.

“Have fun,” You whispered to Gwi-nam, trying to keep the bitterness out of your tone. It seemed to work because he just gave you a small smile and ruffled your hair which you smacked him for. Ignoring the way his entire persona changed as he walked over to the group, you put your headphones on and turned your music up until you could no longer hear the chatter of the people around you before walking into the school and heading for your classroom, knowing the bell would be going off soon.

You arrived just as the warning bell went off and went to sit in your assigned seat next to the window beside Nam-ra. She was already there, early as always, and you gave her a small smile before sitting down, taking your headphones out and putting them away as well as turning your phone off completely and taking out your old one. Luckily, you hadn’t been caught not turning in your phone yet and Ms. Park continued to believe the phone you turned in each day without fail was your only phone.

You were a good student, why wouldn’t she believe you.

Ms. Park was one of the only people in the school - including the teachers - who never really looked at you based on who you were related to, which you were always grateful for.

You slipped your actual phone into your backpack just as all the other students started to flood into the classroom.

You saw one person in particular who walked in. She always sat behind you, relatively quiet and you only ever saw her hang around one person who you assumed was her close friend if not her boyfriend. You never really knew her or anything but you remembered her name from it being mentioned in passing. Hee-su.

You turned around as you saw her walk unsteadily to her desk which sat right behind Nam-ra. Her skin was as pale as ash and her face seemed lightly shiny with a thin layer of sweat. She clutched her stomach almost in pain.

“H-hey, are you okay?” You questioned her hesitantly. Rightly so as she looked up to you in a panic and stared at you with a slightly terrified look in her eyes.

“Yes,” she said almost too quickly. You felt hurt for a moment as you figured she was just scared of you because of your brother like so many others were until you saw the fear in her eyes. This wasn’t a fear directed at you but more of a fear of getting found out, of being caught. “Y-yes, I’m fine.” Her hand found its way back down where she almost imperceptibly caressed her sweatshirt covered stomach. You let out a silent gasp and she looked at you with an unbridled amount of terror when she realized you had figured it out.

You gave her a hesitant and small, but extremely genuine, smile as you slowly reached for the hand that she had resting on her desk to give it a small squeeze. She returned the smile after a moment of her face being in complete shock as she was completely shocked by your actions. You let her hand go and turned around just as you noticed two girls behind her putting on sweatpants underneath their skirts. You let out a small faint laugh as you did see them. Although you stopped doing that years ago, it was always a perk to know how to change your clothes in public even while wearing a full set.

A large group of boys gathered your attention once you turned back around and you watched them as they talked and laughed with each other. You didn’t bother listening to their conversation but you just watched as your arms formed a pillow on the desk for your chin to rest on and you dreamed about what it would be like to be a part of a group like that.

Suddenly, the girl you knew as On-jo stormed into the classroom, obviously annoyed, and threw a backpack at Cheong-san who just smirked at her as she sat down. You smiled lightly as you saw their interaction, they did this every single day without fail and you couldn’t help but find it endearing. Anyone with eyes could see that Cheong-san liked On-jo except for her apparently.

Even though you didn’t know any of the people in your class, you knew all of their names. Perks of being the outcast you guessed. You hardly had anyone to focus your attention on so you focused your attention on the people around you. You had Nam-ra but she was always absorbed into her schoolwork.

She had disclosed her insecurities and fears before: how she was scared to let her grades drop and her mom to get angry at her; how she was scared to open up to anyone else and get to know them because of how her mother would compare her to them as well as because she never really knew how; how she was hesitant to let you over to her house or even just tell her mom about you because she wasn’t sure how she would react to you being apart of the Yoon family. Though Nam-ra never judged you based on your family for even a second, she knew her mother would.

It hurt at times but you understood.

So you decided to get to know your classmates through your ears and their voices.

Getting snapped out of your thoughts when the right classroom door opened again, you noticed a familiar tall figure walk in and take his bag off before walking over to the group of boys who were still talking about a girl who worked at a store they had went to.

You heard Wu-jin make a comment about smelling his feet from across the classroom and you let out a small giggle.

One which caught the attention of the talked about boy and he looked over at you with his brown eyes. He shot you a small smile before walking over and draping his arms over the shoulders of Gyeong-su and Cheong-san.

“Then I’ll break his fingers-” Wu-jin started but was cut off as a familiarly irritating voice filled the air and Na-yeon walked in.

“Hey!” Unfortunately for Gyeong-su, he was sitting on her desk so he gained the full force of her wrath.

“Whoa. What the fuck?” Joon-yeong exclaims as Na-yeon walks up to them and he flinches slightly at her presence which you stiffle a laugh at, not bothering to pick your head up from your arms as you continue to watch them, waiting for what would happen next.

“Get off of there. You stink.” Na-yeon said to Gyeong-su and he got quickly got off, a little confused by her harsh demeanor.

“Oh, okay. My bad,” he said while getting up. “What’s the big deal? Sorry.” He tried to use his sleeve to wipe the surface of the desk off before she yanked her bag off and smacked his hand away.

“Cut it out! You’re so dirty,” she insulted.

Gyeong-su blinked once as he comprehended what she just said to him. “Hey, what the hell?” He asked, you could hear the slight trace of annoyance and hurt beneath the calm outer tone he portrayed.

Cheong-san came up behind him and wrapped his arms around him to prevent him from starting something in the classroom. “Hey, just let it go,” he said as the bell chimed.

“What the hell is your problem?” Wu-jin asked as he walked past her and she elbowed him in the ribs.

At the display of slight aggression, you lifted your head from your hands and Na-yeon noticed immediately. The fight went out of her eyes and she just stood there, looking at you fearfully as you sat back in your chair and glared at her with your arms crossed and your head tilted ever so slightly to the side.

The others did not seem to notice her lack of involvement in the argument anymore and continued asking her questions before Ms. Park entered the room. “Hey, you punks.” Her tone implied how tired she was of dealing with her students’ shit and you turned your head to the window to hide your slight smile at it. “Come on guys. Take your seats. Come on, move it!” She rolled her eyes as she got to her desk and placed her things down as the class finally settled down and everyone was in their seats.

“Hi there,” she said to the class, her face still portraying her annoyed face until she heard half of the class repeat her greeting back to her, some even waving childishly at her. She smiled. “Hi. Good morning. Time to hand in your phones, everyone!”

Starting with the front row, everyone stood up to hand their phones in and place them into the grey box with little numbered rectangular holes marking each one for the phones to fit in until the end of each day. Before you could even consider standing up, Nam-ra grabbed your phone from where it was placed on your desk and started walking towards Ms. Park’s desk with it. It was something she had offered to do the second day you had started chatting and considering each other to be friends and she had done it ever since.

After everyone had given their phones over, Ms. Park started speaking again. “Who’s in touch with Hyeon-ju?” Nobody answered but a few looked hesitant. “Nobody? So none of you have tried calling her today?”

Joon-yeong cleared his throat before speaking, “Uh, we cleaned the science lab together yesterday, but I haven’t seen her since.”

She sighed, “Okay, if anyone hears from her sometime within the next few days, let me know right away, okay?” Everyone nodded and replied with ‘Okay’s.’ She pulled one of the phones from the box and started doing something with it as she started going back to the topic of school. “Exams start soon, so get your acts together.”

You could see from in front of you the two “brothers” fighting as Wu-jin saw Dae-su holding his phone underneath the table when suddenly his and another phone, you guessed either On-jo’s or I-sak’s just based on location, rang out with a notification.

“I heard that,” Ms. Park let out a little groan of annoyance. “Hand over your phones, please.”

As Dae-su and I-sak stood up to go and turn their phones in, Dae-su made a show of holding onto his phone for dear life with two hands as Ms. Park tried to take it. It slipped from his grasp and she gave him a certain look as he backed away and gave a slight bow in apology.

Noticing one of the phones was not what she knew it should have been, Park took it out and saw it was On-jo’s number slot. “On-jo. This is your phone from last year.” The class snickered. “Take it please.” As On-jo did the walk of shame to replace her old and broken phone with her new and working one, Ms. Park placed the box in one of her drawers. “I will be back in a few minutes. Nam-ra, please watch over the class in my absence.”

Nam-ra gave a nod and Ms. Park smiled before walking out. True to her word, she was only gone for a few minutes before coming back in and starting the class.

For the majority of the class, you just drew little figures and doodles in the corner on your notebook, not writing much down and only paying attention through listening. Because your brother took this class last year, you would often sit down with him at the kitchen counter after school and do your homework with him. Being too skilled for your own grade, he would always print a copy of his work for you to do. You would whine and complain each time but it was nice to have something a bit more challenging - especially something like learning a new language as complex as English - since you were constantly bored in class.

Little did you know it would lead to you being bored in most of your classes the next year too. Oh well, at least you were fluent in English now.

“‘In fact, none of us are completely free from prejudice. We all have preconceived ideas about others.’” Ms. Park recited in English before switching back to Korean. “Here, ‘free from’ means the lacking in or unencumbered by. Anyone want to interpret this?” She started tapping on the wall as she waited for someone to volunteer. Just before she was about to pick someone to answer, the scraping of a chair against the granite floor was heard and you turned in your seat to look at Hee-su as she stood up. She looked even worse than she did before. “Okay. Hee-su?”

Ms. Park smiled in relief as she waited for her to respond only to get a shaky and quiet reply back. “I need to use the bathroom.”

“Oh, okay. Go.”

You gave Hee-su a reassuring smile when she looked down at you in a panic and you could see some of her anxiety melting off of her shoulders before she grabbed her bag and slowly walked - or wobbled - out of the classroom and in the direction of what you knew to be the nurse’s office.

Just as you were about to turn back around, your eyes caught on another’s. Su-hyeok sat there and was looking at you with a soft look in his eyes and his lips upturned into a small smile that he seemed to only have reserved for you based off of how you’ve seen him smile around his friends.

To be honest you weren’t sure if you should feel special or left out.

Giving him a small smile back, you turned back around in your seat just as the teacher called on Nam-ra to answer and she expressed her interpretation of the quote.

“The truth is, all of us have some sort of prejudice. We all have preconceptions about other people,” she said confidently and you looked down to hide your proud smirk while twirling your pencil around in your hands.

“Hmm, okay, nice,” Park praised before directing her attention to Su-hyeok who was drawing and smiling into his notebook, obviously not paying attention to what Nam-ra was saying or anything being taught. “Next, Bare-su. Stand up.”

Some of the students let out small giggles as they heard what she called him. “Yes?” he asked, unsure of why he was being called on.

“What’s with ‘Bare-su’?” She asked and he just stood there for a few moments in silence as he comprehended her words. Luckily, or unluckily depending on who you ask, Joon-seong answered for him.

“It’s short for Barefoot Su-hyeok. Bare-su for short.”

“He hates wearing socks. He’s so weird about it,” Dae-su interjected after Joon-seong was finished before looking back at Su-hyeok and maintaining eye contact while saying, “I can smell it from a mile away,” and plugging his nose dramatically as his face scrunched up as if smelling something extremely gross.

You let out an airy laugh that you thought was quiet enough to not be heard, especially under the noise of your classmates laughing as well, but Dae-su practically gave himself whiplash from how fast he spun around to look at you in surprise.

It was no secret you were not the most expressive of people at the school, competing with Nam-ra for how little you showed most of the time.

Although just like her, it was a defense mechanism.

“Okay, Bare-su,” Ms. Park said after her own laughs had calmed down. “What did Nam-ra say a minute ago?” She interrogated and you could basically see how Su-hyeok froze under her gaze.

Dae-su, who still had been looking at you in shock, whipped back around to face forward when you caught his eye and gave him a small and unsure smile.

“Uh…” Su-hyeok started and you looked back over at him only to see him looking at you almost in a plea for help. You were sure to everyone else, though, it just looked like he was looking at Nam-ra.

The whole class mocked him and he smiled while rolling his eyes. “She was absolutely correct. A hundred percent,” he confidently stated and the class, including Ms. Park, all laughed at his attempt to get out of the situation.

“What was her absolutely correct answer then?” Ms. Park didn’t let up.

“Hmm… All right,” he started again and shot you one last hopeful look. “I-huh?”

Everything stopped when the left door slid open and a bloody Hyeon-ju walked into the classroom. A few students stood up and walked toward her before she collapsed onto the floor with Ms. Park just barely catching her. At that, everyone, including yourself, stood up and rushed over to the scene. You slid onto your knees to kneel beside your teacher, ignoring how your knees ached from the impact, and placed your fingers over her pulse to find her heartbeat extremely irregular; speeding up to a BPM of 160 then slowing back down to a 40.

“Her heartbeat is irregular, I’ve never felt or seen something like this. She is also sweating profusely despite being very cold. She should be covered with blankets to help sweat off whatever infection she’s contracted as well as taken to the hospital immediately.” You told Ms. Park in a low tone that only the people in the small circle surrounding the girl could hear.

Then, you could hear the soft and slurred words she was saying, leaning your head down closer to hear what they were.

“Ms. Park…” she whispered, her eyes unfocused and head lolling back despite being in Ms. Park’s arms.

“Yeah, it’s me. Do you recognize me?” Said woman asked.

“He grabbed me… The science teacher grabbed me and locked me up.”

Ms. Park, as well as most of the other students, had a shocked look on her face before she shook it off. “He locked you up? The science teacher? Mr. Lee Byeong-chan?”

“He tied me up…” Hyeon-ju sounded more slurred yet scared by the second as she continued with her story.

“I told you, didn’t I?” Na-yeon said arrogantly from behind the scene.

“Na-yeon, shut it,” you spoke out quietly while taking off your jacket and using it to cover Hyeon-ju’s startlingly still body. You assumed it must have been because of the shock.

Because of your concentration, you didn’t see the petrified look on Na-yeon’s face and how she bowed down slightly toward you.

“I suggest we take her to the infirmary at least, there you should call for an ambulance to come and get her so she can be put into more suitable hands,” you started to take over the situation since you could tell Ms. Park was obviously too shocked and shaken by what was happening that all she could do was hold Hyeon-ju in her arms. “Su-hyeok, you’re the strongest so you should carry her there,” you looked him in the eyes as you spoke and could see the determination lighting a fire within them. “On-jo, I-sak,” both girls stiffened at your voice being directed at them which you tried not to let affect you or your voice and continued with your instructions. “You two should go along with him and Ms. Park to be of any assistance they might need. The nurse is alone today so she might need help.”

Both girls nodded at your instructions and you quickly grabbed Hyeon-ju to help situate her onto Su-hyeok’s back. Just before they all left, you whispered a quick, “Be careful,” into Su-hyeok’s ear and he only gave a very mild nod before rushing off with the three girls.

You all sat there as you waited for the teacher and students to get back, most ignoring Ms. Park’s instructions of staying in your seats and doing your school work in favor of gossiping or playing cards with each other.

You sat with your headphones in and your music playing just loud enough to blare out the noise of everyone talking as you rested your head on your arms once again. When I-sak came in, you lowered your music and heard her talking about what happened with the girl.

“It’s no joke. She was biting people and thrashing around!” As you tried to gather all of her symptoms together and come up with a diagnosis, the closest thing you could come up with was just a cold with how little information you were given. The biting part didn’t make a whole lot of sense.

Whatever the science teacher did to her must have been something extreme.

Before you knew it, the bell had rung and neither On-jo nor Su-hyeok had returned so you wrote a note on a sticky note for Su-hyeok and waited for everyone to leave the classroom. Nam-ra told you she would save a spot for you at your normal lunch table until you told her not to worry about it and you were more than likely just going to eat it while underneath the cherry blossom tree like you did most days anyways. She nodded in acknowledgement and gave you a smile and a wink as she saw the name written on the sticky note. Once everyone had left, you walked over to Su-hyeok’s desk and placed the sticky note on his desk. As you went to walk away, you noticed a drawing of the top half of a girl holding a flower in the top right corner of his open-notebook. She looked familiar but you couldn’t place your finger on it. Noticing the slight pang in your chest, you shook your head and just decided you would ask him about it when you guys were to call next; maybe even earlier if you could catch him when nobody was around.

After grabbing your lunch and heading down to the garden section where only a few people hung around during lunch, you situated yourself underneath the cherry blossom tree and started munching on your food. With your headphones in and your music playing, you were unable to hear the screams of terror that were slowly getting louder as they approached you.

As you leaned your head back against the tree trunk, the rhythmic beat of your favorite song playing through your ears and the rest of the world canceled out, you didn’t notice the horde getting closer.

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| Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 |

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[lolasimms]

hcs about your married life with abby pls 🙇🏽‍♀️

wife abby headcanons pt.1

part 2 part 3

౨ৎ she’s an early bird and is almost always up at 6 am.

౨ৎ starts her morning off with cuddling you and then she’s off to the gym.

౨ৎ you wake up to an empty bed most mornings which usually you rant to her about.

౨ৎ your breakfast is usually simple, overnight oats and fruit, which she bullies you for.

౨ৎ she on the other hand insists on eating a high protein breakfast, for “gains”.

౨ৎ she’s a certified gym rat, which you find super hot.

౨ৎ when you’re really horny she takes pre-workout to make sure her stamina is up for you.

౨ৎ this usually leaves you saddle sore and aching for the next two days

౨ৎ she gets off on your overly domestic nature, especially when you take care of her.

౨ৎ if she’s got a cold or a throat infection you always pamper her and insist on feeding her soups and tea.

౨ৎ most weekends are spent lounging around the house as she’s not a very social person, neither are you.

౨ৎ some weekends are also spent at her father, Jerry’s place.

౨ৎ the three of you make dinners, play board games and he loves breaking out the photo album to embarrass her.

౨ৎ she earns a lot (she’s a doctor) so she’s always spoiling you.

౨ৎ loves to wine and dine you, especially when you both have time off work.

౨ৎ she can only cook staple meals, so she’s always impressed by the food you make for her.

౨ৎ she tends to overwork herself and usually comes back home tired.

౨ৎ despite the fact that she comes home exhausted she still insists on pleasing you.

୨୧

“Abs we shouldn’t, you just got off a 12 hour shift, you need to rest.” You press your wife but she’s ignoring you and pulling you into her.

“Doesn’t matter baby, I’m perfectly fine. Need to please my wife, you know what they say.” Both her hands are griping your thighs and pulling you towards the end of the bed.

“What do they say?” You question, accepting defeat, and allowing her to manhandle you.

“Happy wife, happy life.” In one quick motion, she’s tugged your pyjama shorts, along with your underwear off.

“What if you fall asleep mid eating pussy and I crush you to death?”

“Trust me baby, death by your pussy would probably be the best way for me to die.”

You tried scooching up toward the pillows , but Abby’s hands had a tight grip on your thighs. She wasn't going to let you get away. You were all the way at the end of bed now with her head in between your legs. She was tasting every bit of you, nibbling and marking you up. Your hands made their way to her hair, grabbing handfuls as her tongue swiped over your clit. All feelings of exhaustion from her taxing 12 hour shift were thrown out the window once she got to taste you, and you were fucking enjoying it.

You gasped. "Mmm...Abs..." Abby was loving every minute as she lapped you up. She pulled you closer, practically burying her face in your pussy. Your moans only added fuel to the fire burning inside of her. She was sucking your clit now and you could hear how wet you were for her. As she worked your cunt, two of her fingers were deep inside of you, fucking you for all you were worth and drawing a whimper from your throat. She was so fucking enthusiastic about eating your pussy and damn good at it too.

"Fuck, you taste so sweet." She panted, her breath like fire against your skin. "Gonna make you cum for me."

୨୧

౨ৎ The two of you love watching tv shows together, though she has a habit of not paying attention.

౨ৎ You’ll be well into a show and she’ll be wondering where a certain character went, when they got killed off like 5 episodes ago.

౨ৎ Falls asleep in your lap while you’re watching movies and shows because the poor thing works so hard.

౨ৎ Your name in her phone is ‘wifey’

౨ৎ Once again, she loves to spoil you, against your will of-course.

౨ৎ Buys you things if you look at them for even a second too long.

౨ৎ Her anniversary presents are always the best.

౨ৎ She insists that you don’t buy her stuff simply because you being her wife is enough.

౨ৎ On your 5 year wedding anniversary you open a box that has a pregnancy test in it, as you’d been discussing having children.

[gojo-enthusiast]

Your Birthday (R)

Series: My Husband Toji Zenin

November was a great month in your husbands eyes, 1. The weather cooled down, which meant he would go and watch the boat racing comfortably. 2. The food. And 3. Your birthday. Despite your husband being a rough calloused man, your birthday was very important to him. Showering you with gifts, fancy dinners, sex, the kind of sex YOU like. Your birthday he wouldn’t even think about getting pleasure, just pleasuring you. But you always would insist on him cumming with you, saying that it made you happy.

You woke up later than usual, your eyes heavy, and your body groggy. “Good morning Doll.” Toji said sweetly, handing you your favorite latte from your favorite Cafe down the street. “Oh baby.” You smile. “Food is on its way, Chicken and Waffles.” He smiles, “My faaaavorite.” You emphasize the favorite, stretching your arms out for a hug. Toji engulfed you, swelling your body into his embrace. “Get up, go shower, and by the time you get out, your food should be here.” He kisses your forehead. “Yay okay!” You jump up, already hearing the shower running for you.

You get out the shower, wrapping yourself in a robe. “Toji?” You say out loud, not seeing him in the bedroom. “Satoru, I understand this is a very important account, I have showed them floor 87, at least 4 times now. They either need to sign or move along—“ Toji is saying to Satoru over the phone. “Satoru, it’s my wife’s birthday.” He says back. “I don’t care if it’s going to take an hour, that’s an hour taken from my wife.” Toji spits back, you could see his left fist clenching on the granite. “Why is this not something you can handle?” Toji hisses, “I don’t give a fuck if they want me. Take the damn contract, I don’t want it if it’s going to take away from my time with my fucking wife!” He shouts. “Fuck— I’ll be there in 45 minuets. You owe me.” Toji spits out, hanging up on Satoru. You laced your arms around his waist, making him flinch from surprise. “You have to go to work?” You kiss the middle of his back. Toji turns around, picking you up, you wrap your legs around his waist. He plants his lips onto yours, deepening the kiss. “Toji—“ You moan out. “Fuck, don’t sound like that. You’ll make it harder for me to leave.” He throws his head back, furrowing his eyebrows. “Sorry.” You kiss his jawline. “Satoru is gonna get it.” Toji groans. “I gotta go.” He huffs, walking into the shared bedroom. You start to eat your breakfast, drenching it in syrup. “I hope he’s quick.” You think to yourself. A few minutes later, you see your husband in a dress shirt, slacks and his dress shoes. You see him clamping his watch on, and he has a button unbuttoned that gave more of a chilled yet professional look.

“No.” You say. “What?” He questions. You saw the way his biceps bulged, and the way his ass was firm and perky in his slacks. “You look so sexy oh mah gad.” You say, with syrup falling from your lip. You’re practically drooling at this point. “Ill be back princess.” He says wiping the syrup from your lip, and licking his thumb. “Oh no, please don’t leave.” You groan. He was just so god damn sexy. “Oh no wait hold on!” You shout out, chasing him to the door. “Please of god please let me take a picture.” You groan. “Princess, I have to go.” He says. “Just one second please.” You smile, grabbing your phone, and snapping a photo of him chuckling. “Oh my god, Toji. I will have this engraved in my mind for eternity. I love you so much.” You dramatically say. “I love you doll, I’ll be back soon. I left my card on the dresser, go have fun.” He smiles, leaning down, kissing your lips.

You spent part of the day going to little shops in town, Toji wanted you to spoil yourself, but nothing really was appealing to you. Until you found a matching pajama set, buying that and some coffee, you looked down at your Apple Watch, seeing that it had been three hours since Toji left. “I miss him” You frown. You feel your phone buzz, you pull it out, seeing your friends Chrissy is calling, so you answer. “Hey!” You smile, “Hey bitch— happy birthday! Whatcha doing?” She asks, “Oh I’m at the town square next to my house. Toji is working unfortunately.” You say. “What! No! I’ll meet you there, I’m like 5 minuets away!” You friend says.

And thats how you spent your day, you and your friend went to store after store, window shopping, eating pastries, and heading back to your house to watch movies. “When will your man be home?” Chrissy says, “honestly I thought he was supposed to come home earlier, so I don’t know.” You frown. You love your friends, but you had much rather spent the day with Toji. A couple hours go bye, you hadn’t realized you fell asleep on the couch, you look beside you and Chrissy is not around. You grab your phone checking the time—

Chrissy: hey babes, you fell asleep so I let myself out. Have a good birthday! Love ya!

You set your phone down, seeing it was 11PM. You hear the lock on the door click, which means your husband is home. You perk up, seeing your distressed husband, with his sleeves pulled up to his elbows, and his hair looked like he had been running his hands through it, which he usually does when he’s stressed.

“Hey my love.” You say softly, embracing him as he takes his shoes off. “I missed you.” You whisper, smelling cigarettes all over his clothes. “Doll, I smell of cigarettes and sweat.” He groans, peeling you off of him. “Let me go shower.” He says in a hush tone. You had followed him to the bathroom, and watched as he unloosened his belt, and peeled off his dress shirt. Standing there in his boxers, you saw his manhood that was clearly throbbing all day. He pulled them down, letting his cock spring right out, you saw the way he was leaking, and how it twitched just standing there. “Baby, I love you.” He eyed you. “I-I love you too.” You said, feeling the lump in your throat. “I want to make you feel good, I really do. I want to give you the birthday you deserve, especially sex. But I really need to have my release.” He groaned as he stroked his cock. You instantly undressed yourself, slipping in the shower before him. Signaling for him to come on in, and join you. “Fuck—“ he groaned, he stepped in, and instantly held yourself against the bar in the shower and bent over. “All for you.” You side eye. “Fuck, baby are you sure?” He says, placing his tip on your core. You nod in agreement. He slowly begins to push himself inside of you, and in an instant, he fully thrust in, not even letting you adjust. He began to thrust brutally, chasing his own release. You moaned and cried at the stretch. It felt so painfully amazing, you arched your back, and let him hold your waist as he fucked you raw.

“Yes— yes Toji.” You moan, you knew you would wake up the next day and wouldn’t be able to walk, but in the moment it was all you wanted to feel. He begin to thrust at a certain speed that kissed your G-spot so perfectly. Making you moan out. One thing about Toji, is he is a brutal man, he loved to watch you cry as he fucked you, he was feral when he did so. He heard a silent sob come out of your mouth, he spun you around and picked you up. “You cryin?” He groaned. “N-no” you said as the water sprayed your face. Toji’s manhood still throbbing, he hadn’t released yet. “FUCK!” he shouts. “Dry the fuck off now.” He spits out, both of you stepping out of the shower. You hurriedly rush drying off, he picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder, slapping your ass ungodly hard. “Ah! Toji!” you yelp. “Shut the fuck up.” He hissed. You could tell he was fuming, not at you. His job, Satoru, the fact he couldn’t spend your birthday with you. And the only way this man could let it go, was either drinking, or fucking you, or both.

Toji lied you on the bed, then walking out the room. He came back with a bottle of wine, already opened. Taking a swig. “You want some?” He huffed, you nodded. “Words!” He shouted. “Yes sir.” You say, knowing that is tipping over the edge. He pours some in his mouth, then grabs you by your neck and head and you open your mouth, letting the wine trickle in your mouth into your throat. He was trying to ease you, you knew what he was about to put you through wasn’t going to be the loving man you’re so used to, it was in this moment you understood why he was fucking other women after he got off work on a stressful day. The last thing he wanted to do, was put his sweet wife through a brutal fucking.

“I’m going to fuck you. And you will have to handle it.” He kissed your forehead sweetly. “Yes daddy.” You nod, a little wine dripping down your breast. “Fuck.” He groans. “Open your fuckin mouth.” He hissed, you did exactly as he said, he tapped the tip of his cock against your bottom lip. Then he shoved his cock deep into your mouth and throat. You knew how to take your husband’s cock into your throat, but it was a surprise, and you weren’t ready. But getting fucked by Toji, you don’t get that chance. He begin to fuck your mouth, forcing your head against his base. “Mm” you groan against his cock, you felt yourself struggling to breathe, he pulled you by your hair to look up at him. He had the phone camera in his hand, as he used your hair to control your movements. “Such a dirty little slut.” He groans. “Fuck just like that.” He groaned as he felt you swirl your tongue around. He finally pulled out of you, and you finally catching your breath.

He pushed you done, instantly putting your legs over his shoulder, fucking you raw. “T-To-!” You moan out loudly. “Hush.” He said stuffing a finger into your mouth. “Your pussy is talking to me.” He said, thrusting faster. You moaned out, sucking on his finger, he pulled out, flipping you around, instantly fucking you from behind. He leaned down, sucking on different spots of your back to mark you all up. He then turned you side ways, fucking you even deeper and harder. “Toji please slow down.” You moan, feeling your body is about to break. He then put you back on your back, fucking you fast and choking you lightly. “Fuck!” He would hiss, slapping your face, not hard enough to hurt, but also not light enough to not feel it. He leaned down, his face over your face. “Pussy feels so good.” He groaned. Planting kissing on your neck, and then marking you all over. You knew when you woke up, you would find hickies all over your neck and chest, which meant you were not to leave the house unless you want to be stared at. You hadn’t realized how much of a possessive man Toji is.

He slammed into you as one hand started to playing with your clit, and the other one was holding himself up. “I’m gonna cum. Take it.” He groaned, “toji it’s too much.” You cried, tears pulling down. “No— take it slut. I’m gonna fuck you until you give me a child. Fuck—“ he groaned, “Toji, baby please.” You cried, your body spasming. You just needed him to slow down a little. But Toji was feral, your tears were only fueling his desire. “Fuck yes—“ he groaned loudly, rubbing your clit faster, slapping your pussy. You begin to spasm, feeling your legs give out. And that’s when it finally happened. He came deep inside, while you squirt and creamed all over his cock. He continued the rub, while you clawed and cried for him to let go. You lost all your strength to even speak, just sobbing in pure ecstasy. You had been satisfied sexually from your husband, but never in this way. Toji was sending you the straight overstimulation, erupting a second orgasm, making you squirt again and again. “Fuck yes you dirty fucking whore.” He moaned out, fucking his seed deep into you. “Take that, take all of it.” He hissed, pulling you into his lips, kissing your fucked out face. Your body went limp, you no longer could move, but you feel everything. “Fuck!” He hissed, fucking you again, wanting another release. He did that for 10 minutes, while your body spawned and you sobbed. He kept fucking you until he came 3 times, and you passed out. Finally peeling himself off of you, and seeing he had completely fucked out his wife.

“Shit!” He groaned, seeing the way his seed spilled out of your cunt so deliciously, he scooped it up, pushing it back inside of you. “You’re gonna make me a father.” He whispered into your ear. “You keep my babies inside of that tight pussy.” He said, kissing your temple. You felt as if you weren’t even a person anymore.

You woke up, and you were lying in the bath with your husband behind you, he was washing your hair. You dozed right back to sleep, you couldn’t even comprehend anything that was happening. You woke up again to the sun slowly peeking through the window, you were engulfed in your husband’s embrace, you both were naked and clean.

“You okay doll?” Toji muttered. Your body ached, and you felt bruised everywhere. “I feel as if I was hit by a car.” You groaned. Feeling the way your cunt was throbbing and sore. “I’m so sorry doll.” He kissed your forehead. “I have never wanted to do that to you.” He groaned. Hiding his face in your hair. “Is that what you did to the other women?” You asks innocently. “Doll.” He said quietly. “It’s okay, you can tell me.” You said kissing his jawline. “Yeah.” He huffed. “Well I’m grateful I’m the only one who gets to see sweet Toji. Because I don’t think I could handle mean Toji everyday.” You giggle. “I’m sorry baby.” He embraced you. “It’s okay. It felt amazing, it was just a lot for me to take.” You giggled again. “I promise I’ll make it up to you— once you… heal.” He groaned, feeling his cock start to ache again. “Toji!” You slapped his chest. “It’s alright, I’ll do it myself.” He chuckled, pulling his cock out, fisting himself. While you drifted off to sleep to the sweet sounds of your husband groaning your name.

[ladykailitha]

Can Anybody See Me? Part 5

This is called Christmas with the Munsons in my head. Also the tagging slots have been filled. Any future requests will be ignored.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

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Christmas morning came, and the phone rang. Eddie jumped up from his small pile of presents to answer it.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Eddie,” Steve mumbled into the phone.

“Steve!” Eddie called happily. “What’s up, man?”

“Is it‒is it too late to come over?”

Eddie looked over at Wayne who shook his head.

“Not at all,” Eddie said. “Come on over, we were about to start making breakfast.”

Steve sighed. “I’ll be right over.”

Twenty minutes later, Steve showed up on their doorstep looking like a kicked puppy.

Eddie’s heart broke a little more for this kid.

“Come on in,” he greeted. “We got bacon frying up right now, Uncle Wayne has already done the eggs.”

Steve nodded.

He walked in and was immediately greeted by everything Christmas should be. A tree lit up in the corner. Fairy lights everywhere. Tacky silver garland that shed like hell. It was perfect. His eyes went wide and his jaw dropped.

He had seen Christmas decorations in other houses, of course, but this had a homey feel that just infused everything around it.

Eddie pressed a cup of hot chocolate into his hands after he had taken off his coat.

“This is my Uncle Wayne,” Eddie said, indicating to the man who was frying up the bacon.

“I hope so,” Steve teased, “otherwise it would be weird having a strange man in your place.”

Eddie smacked his arm as Wayne came over, a large grin on his face.

“You must be Steve,” Wayne said. “It’s nice to finally meet you. You’re all Eddie talks about these days.”

“Do not!” Eddie protested. “But I am glad you’re here.”

“Thanks,” Steve murmured. “They called on Friday saying that they were going to be in town by Christmas eve, but I woke up this morning to a special courier with a tacky Christmas card and a check. I tried calling, but they didn’t answer. So I called here.”

He looked down at his feet as he struggled not to cry. Eddie came over and hugged him. Steve grabbed a hold of the back of Eddie’s shirt and couldn’t let go. He still had the hot chocolate in one hand, but the other was gripping the other boy, tight.

There was a gentle voice next to them that said, “Here, Steve. Let me take that chocolate from you.”

And then both arms were clinging to Eddie like a life line. He wasn’t sure how long they had been standing there, but bit by bit, Steve slowly untangled himself from Eddie’s embrace.

He wiped his eyes and said with a watery chuckle. “I decided I didn’t want to be home when, or rather if they called back. Make them worry for once.”

Eddie and Wayne laughed.

“I like the way you think, Harrington!” Eddie said clapping Steve on the back.

Steve blushed but went over to the table and sat down to eat.

“I hope scrambled is okay,” Wayne said. “I don’t get a lot of time before I go to work.”

Steve looked up with a gasp. “They make you work today?”

Wayne shrugged. “It is what it is, which is to say it pays the bills. But I know both shift managers have today off.”

Steve chewed on his lower lip. “My dad would do that too. Make his employees work on Christmas when he was off with some dumb snow bunny in the Alps.”

“Is that why your mom goes with him now?” Eddie asked.

Steve nodded.

“I got you both Christmas presents,” he mumbled into his eggs.

Eddie and Wayne looked at each other in shock. “You didn’t have to do that,” Eddie said.

“We didn’t get you anything,” Wayne protested.

Steve just shook his head. “This is gift enough. Not spending Christmas alone.”

Both Eddie and Wayne slumped their shoulders defeated. Steve got up and went to his coat. He pulled out to hastily wrapped gifts and handed them to each of them.

Wayne unwrapped his first. It was a beautifully cast ceramic mug with tan base and a dark brown rim and handle.

“It’s beautiful,” Wayne said softly. He turned around and placed it lovingly on the wall next to his other mugs.

Steve’s eyes went wide. “Wow. I guess I picked the one thing that would be perfect.”

“Are you sure it’s okay, giving me this?” Wayne asked.

Steve nodded. “It’s one of my favorite mugs. It used to be a set of four, but I broke on last year and it’s not as though my parents are home often enough to need three mugs.”

“Well thank you,” Wayne murmured.

Eddie stood there holding his gift, unsure. Because there was no way that Steve got two perfect presents.

“Go ahead and open it,” Steve said. “It’s more of a gag gift until I can get to the store and get you a proper present.”

“You don’t have to do that, man,” Eddie said. He almost wished for standoffish Steve, because this was quickly becoming too much.

But he opened the present and laughed out loud. Inside was a hideously stuffed bat with large googly eyes and yellow wings.

Eddie hugged it tight. “Mine, now!”

Steve blushed. “I saw the tattoo and couldn’t resist.” He tapped on his forearm.

Eddie looked down at his arm and giggled. “I’m not supposed to have this, but...”

Steve grinned. “It suits you.”

“Thanks, man,” Eddie said. His face lit up. “I have a fantastic idea. Me and the rest of the boys are having a little get together tomorrow. You should come.”

Steve thought about declining but couldn’t come up with a good reason to. “Sure.” He thought for a minute. “Are you guys exchanging gifts?”

Eddie gave a small, sly smile. “Why? You want to get the guys something?”

Steve blushed. “Only if everyone else is doing gifts, I’d hate to come empty handed.”

“We’d have to go shopping tomorrow,” Eddie said. “It will be fucking insane.”

Steve pressed him lips together. He nodded firmly. “Yeah.”

“We can all go shopping tomorrow,” Eddie replied. “We do this every year. We don’t want to get each other something our families got us. So we go to the mall and run around like crazy people buying each other presents.”

Steve laughed. “Sounds like fun. Yeah, count me in.”

Eddie jumped up and down cheering. “Yes!”

Wayne rolled his eyes. “Please sit down before you knock over your plate and lose your bacon.”

Eddie’s eyes went wide. “I wouldn’t want to do that.” He sat down slowly to avoid hitting the plate.

Wayne and Steve looked at each other and shook their head.

Eddie put his hand over his heart. “Are you already conspiring against me? You haven’t been here that long.”

“Why aren’t you in drama, dude?” Steve asked. “You are the most melodramatic person I have met.”

Eddie shoved his hair in front of his mouth.

“He gets stage fright,” Wayne said.

“How?” Steve asked. “He gets up in front of people all the time. At lunch or what about his band...”

Eddie blushed. “It’s being me verses being someone else. I can’t be anyone else.”

“I guess I wouldn’t want you to be anyone else either,” Steve admitted.

Wayne looked up at the clock. “It’s about that time. You boys enjoy your day and be sure and clean up after yourselves.”

“Thank you, Mr Munson,” Steve said.

Wayne just smiled.

Steve turned to Eddie, “So what do you do when he goes to work?”

“Fill up on junk food and watch cheesy Christmas movies,” Eddie replied with a big grin.

“We could order pizza,” Steve said. “I did just get another $400 check today, so it’ll be my treat.”

“You’re on,” Eddie said. “As long as I get to pick the movies.”

“Sounds good to me. I don’t usually have time to watch movies with all the sports I’m in, so it’ll be a nice treat.”

“What sports do you play?” Wayne asked, grabbing his coat.

Steve blushed. “Well. I should have said used to play. I was in basketball and baseball before I got a concussion.”

Wayne grimaced. “Eddie was in little league before he got his concussion, so I understand.”

Eddie frowned. “No I wasn’t. I don’t do sports.”

Wayne chuckled, pulling on his coat. “It was only for a season, you were a pitcher.”

“I can totally see that,” Steve said, crowing with delight.

“So which position did you play?” Wayne asked.

“Designated hitter,” Steve said. “I hit really hard.”

Wayne smiled. “It’s too bad you can’t play anymore, I would have liked to have gone to a game.”

Steve ducked his head in embarrassment. “I guess there’s only swimming for me now. And I guess drama, now.”

“You’ll figure it out,” Wayne said. “It seems to me you’ve got a good head on your shoulders.”

He waved goodbye and then was gone.

“Where’s your phone?” Steve asked.

Eddie pointed it out and then dug around a cabinet.

Steve came back a few minutes later. “I just got a couple of pepperonis if that’s okay with you. And scheduled them to arrive at noon. I figured we’d be hungry by then.”

Eddie grinned. “Yeah, that’s fine. So I pulled out my favorites. ‘Miracle on 34th Street’, ‘We’re No Angels’, and ‘The Greatest Christmas Pageant Ever’. Which one do you want to watch first?”

Steve’s eyes went wide. “We’re watching all of them?”

Eddie nodded. “We have all day, right?”

“I guess the Miracle one.”

Eddie grinned. “Good choice, good choice.”

But instead of pulling out a VHS, Eddie pulled out these small tapes.

“A Betamax, seriously?” Steve asked incredulously.

“Hey!” Eddie protested. “These are far superior. They hold more movie, for one and take up less space for another.”

Steve just shook his head and settled on the couch. “Your house, your rules, man. I am at your mercy.”

Eddie just smiled at him.

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[galaxycunt]

I Cant Keep Crying pt 1

Hello it’s me again. Angst/ smut/ etc etc under the cut

Part 2

You wish you could say you knew how you got here. You shared the same dream with every other pirate in the world. Your wide eyed idealism soon turned cynical, yet you remained on the sea. Your captain wasn’t the most fearsome, sticking to the East Blue was easy pickings. It worked for you, Buggy wasn’t the meanest boss you encountered. You knew how to stay on his good side, which helped.

After a particularly fun night, both of you good and drunk, he ended up between your legs. You decided you wanted to keep him there, as long as he’d let you. The way he looked at you made you think you had the final say in it no matter what.

He wasn’t ugly, but he also wasn’t the only pirate you let into your bed. You and him had a silent understanding, the sea was lonely. He was your captain, and you weren’t going to ask for special treatment. Whatever happened inside his cabin, stayed there.

“Fuck, I’m so close.”

You liked the way he looked under you, the feel of his cock inside you. Buggy massaged your nipples, biting your flesh everywhere. His hands found their way to your ass, forcing your hips to grind against him faster.

“Keep going, Buggy, fuck keep going.”

A groan caught in his throat as you came, flipping you over to find his own release. You were oversensitive, slapping the wall behind you. Buggy kissed your neck, spilling into you.

It was always quick and dirty, him pulling out slowly to grab his flask. You shared a drink while catching your breath, watching the rise and fall of his chest.

”My legs cant stop shaking,” you said with a laugh.

”Damn straight.”

He slapped your ass, making you laugh harder, “you’re funny.”

He turned you around to face him, planting a kiss on your lips. This was always your favorite part, especially if you got to stay the night. You traced patterns on his skin, him watching with a smile on his face.

“I found something from the last raid I think you might like.”

”Like what?”

He jerked his chin to a chest on his desk, “go look.”

You eyed him suspiciously, not really sure what to expect. You figured it’d be a gag gift, like the last one. It wasn’t your birthday yet, nor a holiday. He wasn’t one for gifting things anyway.

Inside was a necklace, a silver chain with a locket.

”Wow, thanks.”

He shrugged, “wasn’t worth too much. Thought it’d look great on you.”

”Well thanks, I love it,” you said, brushing off what he said.

“Put it on.”

The cool metal raised your skin, as well as the look he gave you from across the room. Slowly, you stalked over to him. Running a finger along his jaw, you kissed him again.

”Thanks, Captain.”

”If you really wanna thank me,” he motioned to his cock with a wink.

You honestly expected him to have a picture of it inside the damn locket. You decided to thank him anyway, not thinking too much into why the hell he gave you a gift in the first place. At least he apologized when cum got into your nostril. So gentlemanlike of him.

You cleaned each up other up with smiles before bed, Buggy always finding a way to keep touching you. You wanted to lie and say you were annoyed, or even apathetic about it. Your heart fluttered every time, relishing in this moment, because it was only you and him.

In the morning, Buggy always let you eat a meal with him. Ordering a crew mate to send breakfast in for the both of you. You were always shy, you didn’t need to know what they were saying about you to know they said anything about you.

Buggy fed you a biscuit, like you were lovers on a honeymoon. You could play pretend, you always did.

”There’s a nice place I heard about on this village, the booze is cheap as shit.”

”Hell yeah, I could use a night where my head is the only thing swaying around.”

He smiled, letting you linger as you readied for your daily tasks. You pretended to be busy as you watched him apply his makeup. You felt a little sad for him, like the clown persona wasn’t even a choice for him. Like it never was, but he wore it with pride. You admired him for that.

“Ready to face the day?”

Your name sounded so lovely on his lips.

”Of course, Buggy.”

He rewarded the crew with a night of partying, throwing berry around the crowded bar. The crew was only here a few days for a resupply, plenty of time to soak in the sights. You poured yourself a drink, trying to find him. You stood on your toes, searching for that bright orange hat amongst the crowd.

You finally spotted him, pushing your way to that hat like it was a beacon. You wanted to ask him why he gave you that locket you were still wearing, and what it meant to him.

”Heya Bug-“

You froze, witnessing his tongue being shoved down another person’s throat. One of the townies, of course they wouldn’t have a reason not to. Not like your crew mates, avoiding eye contact with you in embarrassment.

He noticed you staring, a smeared red smile on his face.

”What, what? Need more berry?” He turned to his newest hook up, “can’t say I’m not a generous captain, here you go baby, be merry!”

You crumpled the notes in your fist, rushing back towards the bar. Scanning the dark room, you couldn’t find a suitable replacement. One was found for you, a man with a nice smile whispering in your ear. You moved him to be within Buggy’s line of sight, kissing him sloppily.

You could scream, but instead pulling him out into the fresh air with force. You ran your arms over your clothes, looking for an ear. You couldn’t find one, tears on the verge of falling.

”Hey, did you see my captain looking at us when we left?”

The stranger shook his head, “I say you’re off the hook, babe.”

You nodded, deciding to take him then and there in that dark alleyway. You hoped Buggy would catch you, hoping for a reaction that could tell you what he didn’t want to say. Something besides what you didn’t want to hear.

After he got you off, you left him there to stumble on your separate ways. You only wanted to enter Buggy’s cabin, to throttle whoever he decided to bring home that night. It was beneath you, you been doing this long enough to know better.

Buggy ruined it, with that stupid locket. It wasn’t even just the locket, it was the special bottle he’ll save for you, the extra sweets on your birthday, the way he remembered whatever small detail you’d tell him.

He couldn’t belong to only you, he had a way to make anyone follow him to hell and back. He could treat people however he wanted, they wouldn’t leave him. He knew he had you hook, line, and sinker.

Instead of heading towards his bed, you entered the crew’s quarters. No one was there, you could scream and kick things around in private. It didn’t help anything, leaving you to nurse a sprained ankle and a hangover.

”Whoa there, what happened to you last night?” Buggy cornered you in the storage room, your hands sore from sharpening blades for hours.

”Had a little bit fun yourself, huh Captain?”

He laughed nervously, “what’s the point of plundering if you can’t enjoy the spoils?”

”Yeah, your little friend last night seemed pretty nice.”

He ignored the comment, “where’s that necklace, you lose it already?”

”I didn’t wanna wear it today,” you said flatly.

He only nodded, taking blades from the finished pile. Buggy half heartedly checked stock, glancing every so often if your direction until you left.

You figured you were hormonal, or maybe even just coming down with a cold. Something was to blame for you suddenly caring. You haven’t been on land in months, you forgot how things worked between you two. That had to be it.

”Captain wants to speak to you.”

You could handle whatever he wanted to throw at you.

He opened the door with a smile, pushing you inside. He handed you a pile of clothes, things to be mended.

”Is that all from you?”

”Ah, no. I remembered a long time ago, a certain member of my merry band of freaks liked playing the accordion. So…”

”Uh, wow. Thanks, Captain.”

”Figured all those shanties needed some accompaniment.”

You tilted your head, “why?”

He blushed, “do I need one?”

He was trying to buy you off. He looked at you like he was expecting something, his hands floated to your body, tugging at your clothes. Hands that touched someone else, but you couldn’t cry about that. You did it too.

”Seems like you have a reason in mind, Bug.”

He nodded, stripping you bare.

“I’m a big fan of every noise coming out of your mouth.”

You let him fuck you, you not being able to get that night out of your mind. His mouth is on your pussy, determined to make you his.

“Stop, stop.”

”What’s wrong?”

You shook your head, “I can’t fucking do this anymore.”

You expected him to beg, to plead for you to stay. A promise or two about changing, that it was only you.

Instead he yelled, “fine! See if I care! Fucking go!”

He threw your clothes at you, refusing to even look at you. When you were taking too long, he shoved you out the door, shirt still unbuttoned, leaving you exposed. Before closing it, he threw costumes and the accordion out into the hallway.

”This shit better be done by tonight or I’ll have your head on a platter.”

The accordion was in pieces, you attempted to pick it up before he screamed at you to go. Leaving Buggy and anyone around to stare at the broken mess on the floor.

You hid from the crew the rest of the day, tearfully mending each item. While everyone went out to party, you left the costumes by the door. He wasn’t there, expecting you to leave them somewhere while he went out himself. You knew he was going to bring someone else back to his bed.

As you set the costumes down, you noticed the accordion in the trash, you carefully held it in your hands. It should be an easy fix, at least until Buggy decides you didn’t deserve it back.

With a sigh, you worked on the instrument alone on the deck. Watching the life on shore from afar. The tears blurred your work, feeling stupid for leaving Buggy. Shit, you felt stupid for even thinking a captain like him would even care about an underling like you.

It was getting late, and you fixed the accordion the best you could. Testing it out with a soft song, you choked on a sob. Buggy walked across the deck, another lover around his arm. He glanced at you briefly, his expression hard to read in the dark.

[munsonsprincess11111]

What now.

Eddie munson x reader

Summary: your Jim hoppers daughter and Eddie gets arrested by him. So you go down to the station to see him when hopper tells u. Keeping Eddie company while you wait for Wayne to bail him out.

You wake up Saturday morning going to the kitchen to make breakfast. Your dad comes walking out already dressed for work. "How was work-" You go to ask but get sut off by him taking your piece of toast and speaking.

"Munson boy was arrested by me at 10pm last night for speeding n having alcohol on him would've let him go if I didn't have Powell with me. He's at the station still you coming down or what." HE says eating while buttoning his chief shirt.

You stand there staring at your dad in shock. "Um yeah lemme get dressed." You say dropping the butter knife running to your bedroom. You hated when this happend. The thought of Eddie being sat cold n on his own.

You put on a pair of Eddie's grey sweats he left at yours once and a baggy tee then grabby a change of clothes for Eddie. For some reason the bot would give you his clothes cause he "loves you and wants you to have something so you feel safe when he's not around."

You get into the passenger side of your dad's vehicle and off he drives to the station. When you arrive Powells stood in the main bit and sees you. "NO. Nope. She can't be here." HE says trying to get hopper to make you leave.

"1) she's my kid. 2) I'm chief of police not you. 3) I Dont seem to give a fuck. 4) wheres the boy?" HE says looking Powell in the eyes. He then signals to the cells. Hop grabs the keys and leads you there. You arrive at a cell and see Eddie asleep in jeans and his keatger jacket on the uncomfortable bed. Hopper bangs his walkie against the bar which Eddie started awake to

"Rinse and shine dickhead you've got a visitor." Hop says smirking at Eddie when he falls off the bed.

"Thought people didn't get visitors when they were here. Unless it's Wayne here to kill me. If it is tell him I'm already dead?" Eddie says tryna sound cock not realising your stood behind your dad. You roll your eyes even though neither of the boys can see.

"OK fine common visitor let's get you in your way." Hop says walking off hand on your back. Then Eddie sees you.

"Fuck. Y/n hey babe. How are you?" HE says knowing your probably pissed.

"The fuck was you thinking speeding with beer in the van. N then getting cock to my fucking dad. Eddie you absolutely prick." You say looks frustrated. Eddie hold the bars putting his face in-between two and his arms through two other gaps. Putting his hands on your face.

"I wasn't drunk I did a beer run. N I didn't mean to speed. And I was bored." Eddie says running his thumb up the side of your face.

"As amusing as this is Eddie get off the bars n ill let her in." Hopper says approaching the lock. Eddie playfully throws himself to the back wall crossing his arms smirking. You enter and hopper locks the door behind you. "Don't do anything stupid I'm sat over there." HE said pointing a finger at Eddie before walking off.

Eddie walks over to you putting his arms around you pulling you in for a hug. You hug him back.

"Bought you change of clothes can't imagine Jens are comfy." You say golfing out sweats and a top for him. "Thanks princess." HE says kissing you sweetly. "Is anyone looking?" HE askes.

You giggle looking over your shoulder. "NO Eddie be quick." You say

The boy quickly drops his jeans kicking them behind him pulling the sweats up his legs. He notices you starring but doesn't say anything. He will tease you later. The he strips of his jackets and tee shirt. Sniffing the tee smirking and throwing it st your face. He laughs putting the fresh top as you throw the dirty one back at him.

"You stink." You say Pulling a face of disgust.

"I know you do but what do I?" HE says smugly. "Come sit on the floor." Eddie says dropping on the floor. You roll your eyes and ait next to him. His arm going around your shoulders and your head on his shoulder. "Thank you." HE mumbles kissing your head.

"For what?" You ask looking him in the eyes.

"Bringing me clean clothes. Sitting in here with me. Just everything. I love you." HE says kissing you softly. "I love you too." You mumble kissing him back.

Wayne soon arrives paying Eddie bail eith Eddie's stash of cash for moments like these.

"Alright munson your outta here." Hopper says unlocking the cell.

"Sweet." HE says standing up grabbing your hand snd pulling you up. You both walk out the cell holding hands. And Eddie holding his other clothes in his other hand. "Munson. Stop speeding when you onow you've got stuff your not allowed in the van for Christ's sake and y/n you can stay at Eddie tonight home by lunch time." Hopper says waving you both over to Wayne.

"Really Eddie." Wayne says looking annoyed.

"Whoops?" Eddie says but more like a question.

-one hour later-

"M telling ya if I knew he was out I wouldn't of swear baby." Eddie says walking into his bedroom holding his popcorn trying to defend himself about his situation.

"It's over now just be more careful." You say flopping on Eddie's bed crawling up to thr pillows. Eddie sets his popcorn on the bedside table jumping on you fo you kissing you passionately. The kiss escalates quick and sliding your (his) sweat pants down your legs when

BANG BANG BANG. on his bedroom door.

"DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT YOU 2 OR HOPPER WILL BE IN HERE ARRESTING YOU FOR WHAT YOUR ABOUT TO DO." Wayne shouts from the over side of the door.

"Kay." Eddie say not moving hearing his uncle foot steps get further away as he continues stripping you. "You still down?" HE askes kissing your neck. You nod and let out a quiet moan and he smirks into your neck.

"Good cause its gonna be a long night" he says grinding himself into your pussy that's covered by nothing as you wore no underwear that day. Eddie slides his trousers down his legs then his boxers leaving them around his thighs just incase. He puts the tip of his cock at your soppy hole.

"Ready?" HE askes as you nod. He slides in slow and you throw your head back. Eddie kisses you to stop you moaning loud. He starts to thrust in and out of you slowly. Your hands in his hair as he kisses you stopping both your moans.

His hands on your hips helping his thrusts so they wasn't to erratic. One of his hands goes under your shirt to your boob and he plays with your nipple between his thick fingers.

His thrusts are slow but deep hitting all the good spots. He slides his hand between your bodies slowing playing with your clit. You stangke a moan as he works his thrusts to playing with your clit making you feel like you was in heaven.

His mouth moves to your neck sucking and biting leaving dark marks. Then kissing the places he sucked and bite lightly. He removes jis hands from you propping himself on his forearms looking into your eyes.

"My pretty girl. Look so pretty like this hun. My cock deep inside you. Fuck I love you." HE says lowly. You clench around him ad your orgasm approaches. Eddie knows your body well enough to know when your gonna cum. "That's it baby let go cum for me." You bite own on his shoulder at his words and cum all over his cock.

Eddie thrusts slightly faster as you tighten from your orgams and cums after you dropping his head to your shoulder.

After coming down he looks you in the eyes and smiles hugging you. "I love you." HE says kissing you on the lips sweetly. "I love you too." You smile back into the kiss

"OH and by the way next time I'm gonna fuck you until you forget your name and only remember mine." HE says smirking so you knew you'd be getting it rough.

You slap his back playfully and he laughs. "Fucking freak" You giggle eing the only person who can call him that and him love it.

"Your fucking freak."

[rafecameronzwhore]

"Happy birthday, birthday girl"

Writing myself a Rafe fanfic for my birthday.

Warning: smut, alcohol, mentions of coccain, kiara being a bitch

In this Sarah isn't a pouge, she was but then she became a kook again because they manipulated her for info.

Sorry for any spelling mistakes im the worst at spelling.

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Your back is to Rafe as you sleep and 1 of his arms is wrapped around your waist stroking up and down your curves ever so slightly, while the other is being used so he can use his phone. Rafes an early bird and your not so normally Rafe would wake up before you.

Rafe starts kiss up your arm, to your neck, then cheek waking you up just how you liked it. You start to stir in your sleep, he whispers in your ear "goodmorning" in his sweetest voice to which you reply "morning" eyes still closed as you turn your body around so your head is now on his chest.

He wraps both his arms around you carresing your body, you finally open your eyes looking at him "happy birthday baby" you hum in response a smile finding a way on your face as he leans down to kiss you. You wrap your arms around his neck as he kisses you. The kiss eventually turns into a make out on your bed with Rafe on top of you.

Suddenly your phone starts ringing, you reach over to the bedside table and grab your phone seeing Sarah's contact on your phone.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY BESTIE" she screams through the other side of the phone, "Thanks! Sarah" you reply as you roll onto your stomach and Rafe puts his head on your lower back making himself comfortable knowing that you too might take a while.

You and Sarah talked for a while and through out that call Rafe ate you out even though he wasn't feeling pleasure it pleased him knowing you were.

You and Sarah made plans to go shopping so you rolled out of bed and took a shower obviously Rafe joined and it turned into more sex but you loved it, the 2 of you got ready after the shower Rafe put on a dress shirt for work since Ward was forcing him to come and you wore...

...this (or any other outfit of your choice)

You and Rafe walked down stairs giggling as he kept tickling and pinching your sides, you both walked into the kitchen and saw a plate full of chocolate pancakes and a note from your mom.

"Happy birthday hunny, unfortunately we arent here to wish it to you in the morning with hugs and kisses since we had work but we wish you the best birthday with your friends have an amazing day princess."

You smile as you read the note while Rafe warms the pancakes back up in the microwave,

"whats it say baby"

"Nothing much just mom and dad wishing me happy birthday"

Rafe hums in response and leans down to kiss your lips, which you gladly except.

TIME SKIP BC IM TO LAZY TO WRITE THEM EATING BREAKFAST

Rafe dropped you of at the mall where Sarah was already waiting for you, as you walk towards Sarah after kissing Rafe goodbye you hear a all to familiar voice and you knew exactly who it belonged to.

Kiara carrera. You, Sarah and her were best friends in 9th grade and worst enemies in the 10th grade. "What a brat" you hear her say yet you ignore her and make your way to Sarah not wanting to let kiara ruin your special day.

TIME SKIP AGAIN BC IM TO LAZY

(You and Sarah shopped, got your nails done and brought a birthday outfit)

"YOUR GONNA LOOK SO PRETTY IN YOUR BIRTHDAY OUTFIT AT THE PARTY TONIGHT"

"I KNOW RIGHT"

You and Sarah laughed and made your way to her car, the too of you drive back to you house blasting super bass. As soon as you and Sarah got back you both started getting ready.

Sarah got ready in her clothes and you got ready in yours, you curled Sarah's hair and she did your make up, You and Sarah had gotten ready and you heard a knock on your door.

"Ooooooo that Must be Rafe" Sarah said as she wiggled her eyebrows

"Oh my god Shut up" you said in a playful tone as you laughed walking out of your room and to the door.

As soon as you opened the door you saw Rafe he's wearing a rainbow type polo and his hair was slicked back (as shown in gif ^^^) he had you favorite flowers in his hand. His eyes moving up and down your body as he saw what you were wearing.

(Thats what you were wearing)

"Hey pretty girl" he said as he wrapped his hands around your waist pulling you into a kiss that turned into a make out as you pulled him inside and closed the door you were pinned against the door

"Hey baby" you said in between the kisses your hands finding its way home to his hair tangling in it.

"WRAP IT UP PEOPLE WE HAVE A PARTY TO GET TO" you heard Sarah scream from the top of the stairs, "JESUS SERAH" you heard Rafe scream as you jumped a bit from Sarah screaming.

THATS RIGHT YOU GUESSED IT, TIME SKIP PEOPLE BC IM A BIT-

(You and the camerons make it to the party that was held at toppers house since his mom isnt always home)

As you walked into the party Rafes hand was on your waist (Rafe dropped Sarah back to tannyhill so she could get your gift) keeping you close to him, as you walked people greeted you and wished you happy birthday.

Soon you and Rafe saw your friend group (Kelce, Topper, (Ur brothers name), lilith, Brooke and Sarah) you guys went over to them hugs were exchanged and they all wished you a happy birthday 🎂.

IM SORRY BUT TIME SKIP BECAUSE I DONT KNOW HOW TO WRITE THEM GETTING DRINKS AND THERE CONVO'S.

Soon enough your all drunk and as high as the sky, your all on the dance floor as grind on Rafe (making him hard) but make an excuse of "your dancing and hes in your personal space" no long after you and Rafe are in a room making out as you straddle him.

SMUT INCOMING IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE THEN SKIP TO THE BIG GREEN LETTERS THAT SAY THAT THE SMUT HAS PASSED.

Rafe pulls you onto the bed so he's now on top of you as his body hovers over you he uses his free hand to pull the ribbons on your shoulders so it falls.

"No bra" he says as he leaves hickey's all over your breasts "prepared for me" the smirk on face only growing.

"Always"

"Jesus baby your gonna make me go fucking feral" a chuckle escaping his lips.

"Hm then I woneder what would happen to you if you found out that I have no panties on" you say biting your lip seductively as he looks at you with those gorgeous lust filled eyes you always love.

Before you could process he pulled your shorts down and his eyes widened seeing u were telling the truth in fact "could've atleast spared my cute shorts" pouting teasingly as he scoffed "baby those shorts should be the least of your worries cause when you walk out of this room ill make sure everyone has heard how good i make you feel" and with that he lowered himself onto his knees his tongue working like a God on your pussy the flicks and sucks he made to your vigina made it impossible to not cum.

"IM GONNA CUM"

"Cum baby, cum all over my tongue"

And that's what you did, you came all over his tongue, he licked you clean as he kissed his way up your body his lips eventually finding yours as he kisses you he uses his tip to tease your entrance.

"Rafe" you whine his name as he kisses your neck most definitely leaving marks. He finally puts it in earning a moan of approval from your lips, he keeps thrusting into you at an ungodly speed your moans filling the room as the sexual tension in the room rises.

You were more then sure the people outside the room could hear you but none of you could care because you both craved the others attention.

"IM GONNA CUM AGAIN"

"Me to baby, I want you to cum with me so I can feel your juice leak onto my cock as I fill you up with mine" his words finding meaning in your head, dying to fell that you finally let go, you creamed on his cock as he filled you up in return.

Rafe slowly slides out of you.

SMUT HAS PASSSD FOR ANYONE WHO WASNT COMFORTABLE READING IT.

You and Rafe got dressed again but didn't go back down to the party as you just enjoyed each other's company until you hear....

"ARE THEY DONE"

"I DONT KNOW BRO WHY DONT YOU JUST KNOCK AND FIND OUT"

The familiar voices of Kelce and Topper filling your ears as you and Rafe both look at the door then look back at each other.

As the too boys outside keep arguing you and Rafe walked over to the door and open it as they look over to you.

"Time to cut the cake" Topper says

As he walks away and Kelce follows.

"Is that all they wanted to say after arguing outside the door" you say as you look up at Rafe.

Rafe chuckles "its Topper and Kelce baby" he says as he leads you out the door to the party, you see the cake sitting on the kitchen counter. A smile creeps up in your face as you and Rafe walk over to the kitchen until your standing right in front of the cake and Rafe standing behind you.

They all start to sing happy birthday as your smile only widens.

"Make a wish and blow out the candles" your best friend Brooke says you look over at her and she gives you the "I hope your happy" look.

You close your eyes make a wish and when you open your eyes Rafe leans down to your ear and whispers

"Happy birthday, Birthday girl"

You turn around and look at him your smile melting his heart.

"Bro we get it, you too are in love just blow out the candles before I let my intrusive thoughts win" your brother states as you knew exactly what he was thinking.

You lean over your ass pressed to Rafes cock as you blew out the candles you turn around and look at Rafe as he leans down and kisses you, everything was perfect until...

You turn around at the sound of your name being called that sweet smile being wiped of your face as soon as the cake hit your top.

Tears forming in your eyes as everyone gasps Rafe immediately asks if your ok to which you don't respond you slowly look up to see who did it as you the the one person you said you weren't gonna let ruin your special day...

Kiara. She stands there grinning as everyone's taking photos of videos obviously your friends tried to stop it but you couldn't help that one tear that fell "aw what the brat cant handle it".

"Shut up Kiara" Sarah immediately says the both of them started fighting as the others tried to pull them away the light flashes and Rafes voice eventually became to much to handle so you just ran upstairs Rafe following behind you as you run into the bathroom shutting the door before he could get in.

Rafes heart breaks into a million pieces as he hears your sobs through the door. "Baby can I come in" he says softly knocking on the door you didnt answer and just stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes.

Your crying had eventually stopped but you didn't want to come out of the bathroom, Rafe was still outside you knew this because you could hear his feet tapping anxiously on the floor waiting for you to open the door.

You felt bad for leaving Rafe outside so you got off the floor and wiped some of the cake off your outfit and skin then you went over to the door and unlocked it.

As soon as you did the door opened to reveal a worried Rafe, he wraps his arms around you as you bury your head into his chest letting the familiar smell of his cologne comfort you as you softly cry into his chest.

"Shhhhhhh its ok baby" he says as comfortingly as he can. In all honesty Rafe didnt know how to comfort you because most of the time it was the other way around usually after fights with his dad the 2 of you would be in his bed just cuddling while u comfort him and encourage him into talking out his feelings.

Eventually your crying stopped but you kept your head buried in his chest until you both heard a knock at the door.

"Who is it" Rafe asked slightly annoyed that someone ruined the peaceful moment.

"Open the fucking door Rafe I need to see if my 4lifer is ok"

You giggled as you heard the voice of Sarah.

"Jesus fine"

As soon as the door opened Sarah rushed through the door with a gift box in her hand as she hugged you she said "im so sorry Y/n I promise i didnt invite her she just showed up"

"Hey hey hey its fine its not your fault anyways" you reassured her.

"ANYWAYS" Sarah said not wanting to start crying on your birthday.

"I got you this and I think it might be useful in this situation" she says handing u a gift box

"Oh and I kicked Kiara out by the way"

"Thanks" you say as you take the gift box from her and put it on the counter opening it.

Rafe peaked his head in to see what's inside and you immediately hug Sarah.

"Thank you I love it so much" you exclaim

(This was the gift sarah got you...or any other outfit of choice)

"Your welcome!" Sarah said

"Are you guys just going to ignore me or are yous gonna acknowledge me" Rafe said clearly annoyed with the lack of attention he was getting.

You just giggled and pecked his lips

"You gonna put it on" Rafe asked

"Yup"

"Can I watch" Rafe asked with his iconic smirk.

"Ofcourse you can" you said with your iconic teasing pout.

Sarah then cleared her throat "still here ya know" she spoke rolling her eyes and walking out the door as you giggled.

Rafe then closed the door and you got changed.

You changed you clothes throwing them in toppers basket for dirty clothes and touched you makeup up.

You and Rafe soon walked out of the bathroom after making out and went back down stairs.

Everyone of course looked at you whispering to there friends but you didn't care you just carried on partying with you best friends.

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Thanks for reading sweets. I hope you enjoyed my first ever fic 💖