#Brian x reader

[vegan-peppermint]

Your Boyfriend's Bed

Pairing: Hoodie x Masky'sGF!Reader Smut MDNI

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: Cheating, creampie, rough sx, P in V

Summary: Your boyfriend is a B, but his best friend's there to take your side.

Part 2 here

Author's Note: After a three-year hiatus, I finally found the inspiration to write again—thanks to this incredible fanfiction. It sparked something in me. I can’t recommend it enough, so please show the creator some love. Their work is the reason I’m writing again after all this time. This fic is inspired by their masterpiece, so I highly encourage you to check it out first!

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More often than not, you were a collateral victim in your boyfriend and his friend’s fights. Tim and Brian were too close for your liking, they had a great co-dependency going on way before you came in the picture. If Brain was in a bad mood, so was Tim. If you got in a fight with Tim, Brian was giving you the silent treatment as well as taking sides without hesitation.

It was more than you bargained for, not realising getting Tim as a boyfriend meant taking responsibility for his grown-ass best friend as well. But you managed. With each month that passed in your relationship it was getting easier for you, to the point it was almost natural to consider them both in every action you took. 

Weirdly enough, you so much preferred for them to be mad at you instead of at each other. Whenever their balance wavered they started acting batshit crazy. Tim confessed some details about their ‘alternative’ life after- what, a year in you relationship? 

You didn’t fully grasp what he meant by their “alter egos” or their nighttime escapades, but you quickly realized you didn’t want to. You had your suspicions, of course. You weren’t blind. But as long as they didn’t outright spell it out for you, you could continue living in blissful ignorance. It was easier that way, and you convinced yourself that you were okay with it.

But today—today was different. Today, things had escalated to an entirely new level.

Tim was screaming at Brian, who was cloaked in that damned creepy hood that made him look so unsettling. Tim's anger seemed to grow by the second, and when “Hoodie” (as you suppose you should call him now) refused to react, it only fueled Tim’s rage.

You tried to calm him down, talk to him or something- anything.

A strained, guttural laugh escaped Tim, trembling with anger. He started explining to you how you do not even begin to understand what has happened, how you should just shut up and not get involved- his voice full with disdain, every sentence designed to belittle and assert his supposed superiority. 

Now you are not the one to get angry easily, but this time- this time something in you snapped. You were done being talked down to, done being made feel small or pathetic for just wanting some peace.

“No wonder he would not bother to have your back when you act like such a prick.”

“Oh, just shut up you bit-,” his words faltered as he caught himself mid-sentence, swallowing the insult faster than a politician trying to cover his tracks.

You cannot recreate what was spoken after that word for word, just that all hell broke loose. It was no longer a fight between Tim and Brian- no, it wasn’t just them anymore. It was you and Hoodie against Tim. You were screaming and throwing your every angry complaint you had been holding in for far too long. And Hoodie- Hoodie of all people- was backing your every word, every statement. However, Hoodie’s remark is what really sealed and shipped Tim’s whole spirit.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a girl so frustrated with her boyfriend in my life, Masky. Can only imagine you’re lacking in some aspects.”

The words hit harder than anything you had said. They were cold, calculated, and aimed straight at the core of Tim’s pride. The room seemed to hold its breath, and for a moment, Tim stood there, trembling with the weight of the accusation. His face twisted in disbelief, but the damage had already been done.

What followed between the two of them was pure madness. Shouting, shoving, items flying off shelves—everything seemed to spin out of control. Pushing, pulling, voices rising higher and higher, until the tension reached a breaking point. Tim’s eyes flickered with something darker, something unstable, before he turned to grab his mask and stormed out of the room, slamming the door so hard it shook the walls.

Well, this has happened this morning. You realise you could’ve done things differently, not taking sides or waiting for their fight to end before starting your own. That was your mistake. But leaving you hurt and angry with only Hoodie to comfort you was his.

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You were on all fours on your boyfriends bed, face buried in his pillows. Hoodie’s gloved hand pushed down on your back arching it more- your ass rising higher. 

Your clothes were littering the floor from the doorway to the edge of the bed, the cold air tickling your bare skin. Your eyes landed on the wardrobe’s mirror showing your helpless reflection with Hoodie’s tall frame behind you. He was completely dressed from his boots to the black mask that covered his face- he was glacial. 

His left hand- formerly on your back-  grabbed your hip harshly. He dragged the other painfully slow across your side- from ass, to waist and finally around your breast. You whimpered at the harsh feeling of his gloves palming your tits. 

“So sensitive…” he sighed. The nub was hardening against his touch making it easier for him to pinch or gently twist your nipple. 

You inhaled sharply trying to steady yourself but being met with Tim’s smell wasn’t helping. “H-Hodie...” you whined. 

His hands left your body and you heard his pants zipper opening. You tried to push yourself on your forearms, an instinct to turn around and see what you were dealing with, but before you could make a move a firm grip grabbed at the back of your neck. The sharp tug sent shivers down your spine as Hoodie yanked your head back. With a swift flick of his wrist, he let go of your nape only to have his fingers dart into your hair. His grip was certain and precise. “You’re way to eager to get on another man’s cock.” Your face was shoved once again back into the mattress. 

He was watching you excitedly as he brushed his tip across your folds- a groan escaping his lips when he felt how wet you already were. There was something primal about knowing you belonged to someone else yet he got to claim you as his right now. 

“Be quiet now,” he instructed sliding his cock inside you. You tried your best, you swore you did but he was so- big. Your eyes rolled upwards and your fingers gripped tightly at the sheets as you tried your best not to scream. His cock pressed deeper and deeper inside your cunt, stretching you in ways you did not even imagine possible. “You moan like a whore,” he growled with a final push. You felt your face blushing in shame- he talked to you in ways you would've never allowed your boyfriend, but on his lips those words felt so natural; almost like praises.

“Shh, shh,” he murmured, the sound gentle but insistent. You were already panting and crying just by the size of him. He gave you a moment to adjust to him being balls deep inside your aching cunt but your whines wouldn’t stop. He leaned over you, the rough material of his clothes scratching your soft skin. His hand reached to the side of your face, you thought he wanted to wipe away the tears that were sliding down your cheeks. He chuckled, his hand covering your mouth instead. “I’m gonna fuck you senseless, sweetheart.” 

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“Fuck, fuck- fuck! Feels so- Agh!~” 

You were screaming so fucking loudly. Your head was bumping to the ruthless rhythm of Hoodie’s thrusts. His fingers left red marks all over your ass, your hips- he was tugging at your body merciless, squeezing and scratching every inch of skin he could find. 

With trembling hands you tried your best to hold onto the bed frame as Hoodie was rutting into you from behind. His balls were hitting your swollen clit so hard- again and again and- “Am so close- so close, so close!”  Jaw was hanging open, you were gasping for air. 

“Fucking whore,” Hoodie sighed grabbing your neck with one hand, the other searching for your open mouth. “Bet he never fucked you this good, eh?” He gave a sinister chuckle as he shoved his fingers down your throat. You followed his cruel pull falling back on his torso. He was squeezing at the sides of you neck reminding you how little and vulnerable you are right now, “You only breath right now- scream and cry- you only feel this good because I allow you to.”

You whine taking him even deeper, his cock slaming your walls faster. His fingers explored your mouth pressing down your tongue, his grip thightend. 

“I could snap your neck right now, you know?”

You cry out loud in desperation, surrenedring control to him completely. Your eyes shut in anticipation, every muscle in you tightens-

“Say who you really belong to, who fucks you like a bitch in heat,” he snarls. “Say my name.”

And you do. Over and over again you do as your gummy walls squeeze around his length unbearably thight, waves of pleasure wash all over you. Hoodie’s hands allow you to gasp for air just for a second as they move under your arms grabbing you by the shoulders. His sudden body weight pushed you on your belly, fucking you deeper into the matress. His thrusts grow sloppy and desparate with no regard towards you- he was fucking you like a fleshlight.

“I’ll pump you so full of cum, MY cum-” Muffled sounds rose from deep in his chest, you were able to hear his clenched teeth through the sharp breaths he took. “Breed you so good you’ll be ruined- Fuck-” he whimpered. “Ruined for Tim,” his thrusts are brutal and harsh and- so goddamn overwhelming. 

His cum shots in hot strings, his member twitching inside your ruined cunt. His hands pull you closer and hips push further trying to get as deep as possible- deeper than Tim at least. 

You felt bad for comparing but the way he feels on top of you, in you- he fucked you in ways your boyfriend never could. When you tried to shift he grabbed a fistful of your hair forcing your head back. With lazy motions he started fucking his cum deeper.

“I didn’t tell you you could fucking move yet.”

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This is my first fic since, what- 2021? Wow. Crazy.

I'll keep on writing my usual content as well, but creepypastas and gore-y stuff has always been something I wanted to write but never felt confident enough before. Anyways, feel free to request or send me any message, I came back from my hiatus! Never thought I'd say that lol.

[taylormarieee]

You make me wanna...

Summary: You make Brian wanna fuck you dumb...

Pairing: Brian O'Connor x Fem!black!Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: PiV sex, Sex in the car, Semi-Public, Arguing, Porn with plot, Fingering, Unprotected Sex,Established Relationship, teasing cuz it's Brian...

A/N: I have no idea if people even read Brian O'Connor fanfiction but I'm gonna write it anyway because I'm obsessed with this man!

Brian was a man of his word. If he said he was going to win this race for you, then that's exactly what he was going to do.

"Hey mama!" Brian calls out with a cat call. You roll your eyes and smile at him.

"Hey blondie! You know i'm your girlfriend right?" You ask with a smirk on your face and a raised eyebrow.

He chuckles and his voice gets lower as he whispers in your ear. "I know mama. Just wanted to show people what's mine." He looks back at you with his charming smile.

You giggle as heat rushes to your face and ears. Your neck gets hot as you shift your weight.

"Good Luck out there Blondie!" You wink at him and walk away joining the crowd.

You watch him wink back at you and laugh. He walks to his car and they all rev their engines.

Somebody yells go and their off. Brian swerves a bit but he makes it. He races down and you cheer for him.

"Yea! That's my baby! Look at him go!" A lot of other people cheer with you.

When the race is almost over you see the cars speeding down. You decide to start chanting as you see him in the lead.

"Blondie! Blondie! Blondie!" As you chant, the people who were rooting for Brian chant as well.

When his car passes the finish line first you scream at the top of your lungs.

You see him exit his car and you rush over to him. You jump into his muscular veiny arms and he spins you around.

"You saw me? I won mama!" He exclaims. "You sure did blondie!"

He stares at you for a couple of seconds before he pulls you closer by your waist and kisses you roughly.

When you both pull away, Brian muttes something, "God you make me wanna..." He trails off and you tilt your head at him.

"I make you wanna what?" You say amused as to what goofy thing he's going to say next.

He licks his lips and motions to his car. You follow him and get inside the passengers seat.

"Let's go for a ride baby. Wanna take ya somewhere special." He says smiling.

You giggle and get comfy. "Ok my Prince." You say laughing. "You better be a good passenger princes, not a naughty one." He starts.

"But of course I'll except both." He finishes winking at you with that sly charming smile he always has.

When you guys reach the top of a hill he grins. "I think right here is perfect." He said as he reached over and kissed you.

"Brian! We're in public!" you giggle as he grabs you and brings you closer to him so you straddle his waist.

"So? Let them watch the show." He responds unfazed. He kisses your neck and runs his hands up and down your curves.

He pushes the seat all the way back and you fall on his chest. You hear his rapid heartbeat.

You look up at him through your lashes and bite your lip seductively. Brian mutters a 'fuck' before grabbing your jaw and kissing you passionately.

You tug on the hem of his shirt and he reaches to pull it over his head. You run your warm hands down his sweaty chest.

"Fuck Brian" You whimper out as you grind on his hard-on. You close your eyes as the friction you feel is blissful.

"Your so gorgeous... You make me wanna fuck you dumb." He rasps.

You whimper at his words as you continue to search for more of that blissful friction you were receiving.

"Please Brian... I need you." you whisper to him in a whiny voice. He chuckles and speaks, "You gonna be a good girl?" He questions

"Yesss! I'll be such a good girl for you Bri... you and you only." You whimper.

He nods his head and begins to take off your clothes. The windows are starting to fog up from the heavy breathing.

"I don't know baby, might have to play with you first." He says smirking at you as he runs his fingers up your slit to your pulsating bud and back again.

You whimper at the sensation and begin to grind on his finger. While doing so, his finger accidentally slips in you from how soaked you are.

"Oh fuck Brian! Feels good..." You whimper. His smirk never leaves his face as he adds an extra finger inside you. First was his middle finger now his ring finger and boy did it feel euphoric.

His pace quickens inside you and your body jolts with every hard thrust his fingers bring to your abused cunt.

"Yea? You like that baby?"

"My fingers fucking the shit outta you, hmm?"

"Being such a good slut for me aren't you baby?"

"My good girl all nice and wet, just for me."

"Such a dirty girl? You like the feeling of getting caught don't you?"

"Having all those people hear you scream my name? Let them know who fucks you dumb?" He teases.

His voice and dirty words made you clench around his fingers hard. You felt your orgasm. You were at the tip of the cliff ready to fall in the ocean of bliss and euphoria.

All you needed was that one push...

"I-I'm gonna- fuck- ngh- I'm cumming brian! Please let me cum!" You whimper holding on to his bicep and the car seat.

"Go ahead mama. Leak your juices all over me." He says and just as he said it you make it happen.

You squirt and leak your juices all on his abdomen and raging cock. He praises you through it with 'good girl's' and "Yes mama. Just like that."

Your shaking from that orgasm. He takes note on your shaky legs and suddenly feels the need to make them even shakier.

He wants to make you lose your walking privileges and fuck you so dumb you don't even remember your own name.

He smirks at the idea and his cock jumps out of excitement to destroy you in ways no other man would be able to.

"Mama, you gonna gimme one more ok? You can take it." He says as he lifts your hips to line himeself up with your puffy entrance.

You whimper and try to shake your head no but your already so fucked out.

When he finally slides into you your eyes widen at the delicious feeling of the stretch his cock is giving to you.

You moan out his name for anyone near Brian's car to hear. "Oh Briannn!"

"Fuck mama, your tight as shit baby, fuck yea." He says as he bottoms out inside you.

Eyes rolling in the back of your head at how hard he's thrusting up into you. Not even giving you time to adjust to his length.

You squeal and hold onto his shoulders for support as his thrust almost knock you over.

Your so fucked out and dizzy you're barely processing what is happening and can't make out half the things brian is saying to you.

"Bri... f-fuck." You stutter feeling his cock hit that one spot in you just right. Your legs feel numb and your body feels hot and tingly.

Brian on the other hand is enjoying the look on your face. Pretty swollen lips parted, heavily breathing, tits out and bouncing, pussy nice and tight gripping his cock hard. He loved everything about you.

Your melanin skin glistening with sweat, your braids tied up in a nice ponytail swinging with every thrust he gives you.

"I-I can't take no more bri."

"Yes you can mama. Come on, take this dick like a good girl baby." He encourages.

"I'm close bri!" You cry out, he smiles and whispers in your ear..." Me too baby, cum with me?" He asks.

You shake your head and try to hold it for as long as you can. Brian grunts in your ear and you feel his cock twitch inside you.

Immediately he says, "Cum baby!" You cum hard on his cock, eyes rolled back and feeling dizzy.

Your orgasm washes over you like a wave. Brian's orgasm hits him like thunder. His thighs are shaking and his eyes are rolled back at how hard your clenching around him milking him dry.

He whimpers and moans at the wonderful feeling. When both feelings are over he pulls out kisses you on your head and places you back in the passengers seat. He gets out the car and notices a man with his dog staring at him.

He doesn't acknowledge the man and just forgets about it. He walsk to the trunk and grabs ablanket for you. When he closes the trunk the man is still standing there staring at him.

"Got a problem man?" Brian asks. The man looks at him and shakes his head before responding.

"This is a public place man and I don't think you and your tramp of a girlfriend should be having sex here where other people are trying to enjoy the view."

"Ok man, one don't talk about my baby that way, and two, I don't exactly see anybody else here. So if you had a problem for however long you were standing there why didn't ya leave? Its a public place right? I could park here and have sex with my girl if I want, got it? And if you ever insult my girl again, I will hurt you." He says before walking back to his car.

He gets in and puts the blanket over you and drives off before the man can even say anything else.

He glances at your sleeping figure a couple of times before driving to take you home.

Taglist: ?

[creepy-friday]

Bad Habits[Creepypasta]

Warnings: blood,violence,drugs and suggestive content

Jeff

Renewing his permanent smile whenever he feels he's getting better.Misery became his comfort.

"I'm getting better at it" he scoffed walking past you as you raised an eyebrow."I swear" a whisper not reaching your ears.

Toby

Hours of sitting in front of a screen watching people fuck each other.Pleasure might make him feel something yet the routine started to scare him.

"Nothing else is new." he stated as his head hit his hands.

Hoodie

Looking at old photos.There is a spark of hope in them,in the eyes of those faceless people,in the eyes of the boy he once was.He even had scribbled quotes on the back of them.

"Broken photos make the best pictures frames" a smile formed on his face as the man gestured to his camera.

Masky

Drugs.He has an appetite for feeling dizzy and faded whenever he has the time to.Overdosing on whatever he has and mixing it with personality switches.

"Are you fucking high again?" you asked him in a serious manner.

"Almost reaching Heaven" he dry laughed,knowing damn well.

EJ

Watching brutal gore videos whenever he feels the need to feel less bad about himself and about his actions.

"Perhaps all demons are human" he stated.

"All humans are demons". you shrugged.

[an-3moia]

Just sillies dancing in the rain<3

[swetblom]

angel reader thigh riding brian, he’s usually so sweet, but seeing her so needy makes him wanna make her even more desperate for him

was gonna make it really nasty but i would’ve taken up the whole page!

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you’re perched on his thigh, trembling with every slow grind forward. it’s not even about speed anymore — just pressure, friction, and the way your hand grips his arm while his rests calmly on your hips, steadying you as you chase what you want. he’s adoring every bit of it.

you’re soaked. it’s not going anywhere, not really — just collecting slick on his thigh and around your folds, letting you push forward and back for more, trying to pull something from him. anything. brian watches like you’re a puzzle he’s already solved, but can’t stop touching anyway. you’re flushed, needy, your breath catching each time your soaked folds press down on his thigh. heat keeps building. but no release.

you’ve been begging for hours, voice soft and high, saying you need him inside you, describing how good it feels when he’s deep, how perfect it is when he pounds your insides, how you know he can feel it too — trying to convince him to give in. To let you do more than hump at him like this. he’s listening — of course he is — every word sinking in and shooting straight to his cock, straining hard behind his jeans. he could flip you over, slide into you and ruin you right here. but he doesn’t. not yet.

“you’re doing so well,” he says, voice low, quiet — almost teasing. “didn’t think you could get any more desperate.” you whimper, clutching his arm tighter, trying to move faster, but his hand tightens around your hips — firm, steady, possessive.

your eyes meet his — wide, foggy, pleading. “you really want me that badly?” he murmurs. you nod quickly, lip caught between your teeth, barely holding yourself together.

“then prove it,” he says. “show me how badly you need it.”

you grind harder, slower — whatever he wants. you’ll give it. you see the way his jaw tightens, the way his thigh tenses beneath you. his free hand twitches like he’s this close to snapping. to giving you what you want.

he leans in, his mouth brushing your ear, voice rough and warm. “keep going, angel. make me believe you can’t live without it.” and you do. because you can’t. not when he talks to you like that. not when he’s looking at you like you belong to him.

[slytherinshua]

CUDDLING WITH AMPERS&ONE

genre. fluff. warnings. reader described to be shorter/smaller in brian's (but let's be real who is gonna be taller than him 😭). reader has maybe long hair in seungmo's. not proofread. pairing. ampers&one x fem!reader. wc. 930 (around 130 per member). request. requested by anon. a/n. in my writing for ampers era i'm so excited (maybe eventually i'll find a bias even) net. @kstrucknet

KAMDEN ﾐ 캠든

He’s all for whatever you want as he honestly doesn’t have many preferences about how you cuddle 

As long as you’re content and he gets to be close to you, he’s a happy camper

Some days you just rest your head on his shoulder, other days you’re on his lap or spooning 

You often wake up with limbs completely tangled with his during the night— you’re not sure how it got that way, but the closeness of your boyfriend warms your heart

90% of the time, you’re the one initiating cuddles as his arms are always free for you

But he’s definitely the type to grab your waist and pull you onto his lap as you’re walking by, which is one of the few times he initiates <3

BRIAN ﾐ 브라이언

Sweetheart’s cradle all the way, it’s like his favourite way to cuddle you

With your head resting on his chest, arm wrapped around your waist, he feels so content with you in his arms

And you love listening to his steady heartbeat <3 there’s nothing more relaxing

Sometimes you hear it speed up when you compliment him too

Since he’s so tall, he wouldn’t even mind if you lay completely on top of him

He likes back hugs too or any standing up hugs/cuddles cause he loves the height difference

Would look down at you with a lovesick expression and kiss your forehead before pulling you into a tight hug

He’d never tease you about your height, but he’s silently endeared by how much shorter you are than him

JIHO ﾐ 지호

His cuddles are the softest thing in the world oh my god he’s so gentle and comforting

He needs to be so close to you, as close as humanly possible

Arms wrapped around your body, your arms wrapped around his body, legs intertwined, everything

And he’d be unable to control his smiles while cuddling too cause he’s just so happy whenever you’re in his arms !!

Best believe you have a routine of cuddling before sleep, finding the most comfortable position in each other’s arms before dozing off

If during the night you get separated, whoever is first to wake up will rectify that 

Being in Jiho’s arms for as much of the day as possible is the ultimate goal, which makes separating so he can leave for work a hard task for both of you

SIYUN ﾐ 시윤

Always always you’re on his lap

He’ll think of any plausible excuse just to keep you close so he can continue hugging you :(

Says he’s cold and you need to warm him up or that he’s deprived of cuddles and needs his daily dose, etc.

Somehow his convincing always leads to you cuddling against him, not that you ever would complain

His chest is your personal pillow and his thighs are your cushion— why would you ever choose your own seat when your boyfriend was right there?

The problem comes from Siyun’s habit of falling asleep while you’re cuddling, effectively trapping you because his arms are still wrapped securely around your waist

We all know he’s a deep sleeper too so good luck waking him up

KYRELL ﾐ 카이렐

He loves to cuddle you under blankets, especially if its cold outside

He perfected a burrito technique to keep you both completely covered head to toe with the blankets

You’re wrapped up so close to Kyrell and just so comfortable and warm

He’ll also just put the blanket over your legs if you’re cuddling on the couch 

He’s reach for your hand and lace your fingers together so carefully and then rub small circles over your knuckles with his thumb

Loves to watch movies like that— it definitely became a regular for stay-in movie nights

He also likes having you in between his legs, even if you’re just sitting on the floor

Would build legos with you like that with his head resting on your shoulder and his arms wrapped around your waist :’)

MACKIAH ﾐ 마카야

Either cuddling in bed facing each other, or a classic arm around your shoulder while sitting <3

The man is a yapper so he’ll probably be talking to you while cuddling (or listening to you talk!)

He likes to play with your hands/fingers as well, feeling the softness of your skin and the warmth from your body

Or just hold them and give little squeezes; if he squeezes 3 times in succession you know he’s saying ‘I love you’

He’s very classically romantic like he came straight out of a teen romcom

Rather than throwing you pickup/flirty lines on your dates, he’d more likely do it while you’re cuddling

Makes you 10 times more flustered just from the close contact, and you’d definitely bury your face into his chest/shoulder to hide how flushed you are

SEUNGMO ﾐ 승모

Seungmo is particular about cuddling, he has his preferences because, to him, it’s a very serious business

He wants to be on your lap

Whether it’s just his head resting on your thigh or you holding his entire body, that part doesn’t much matter to him 

You both love it even though it’s unconventional 

You because it gives you access to his hair to play with or his cheeks to nom kiss

Him because he loves the feeling of your fingers in his hair or tracing the lines of his face

He would grab one of your hands to press little kisses to your knuckles and would get so giggly if you gave him cheek/forehead kisses because your hair would tickle his face

He’ll also blow raspberries on your belly sometimes

↳ ampers&one taglist (bolded could not be tagged): @eternalgyu,, @hursheys

[devilish-blue]

eyeless jack and or hoodie somno ? or what it’s like dating them with a nsfw part 🙏🙏 we’re thirsting rn

Oh my God. This took so long for me to do mainly because i procrastinated, but whatever. Anyways! I absolutely loved this idea and just had to do it! So i hope you like it.

!!Headcannons!!

!!TW!!: Somnophilia, mentions of other various kinks, mentions of Mean! Jack, cunnilingus. Let me know if i missed any!!)

Brian/Hoodie:

Now, to start, there is a big difference in Brian and Hoodie. Brian is well, Brian. I like to think of him as a big southern teddy bear. While it might be unpopular, I don’t really care. Hoodie, on the other hand, is ruthless, and mean. He doesn’t really seem to care all that much. So how would dating them be?

Brian, like I said, is a big ol’ teddy bear when it comes to you. He adores you and loves to spoil you with bear hugs and smothering you in kisses. Not to mention, he bulks, so not only does he have muscle, he has a big build making him huge compared to you. Perfect for being choked by his bicep- I mean, who said that?

Moving on, we have Hoodie. Now Hoodie is a killer, a cold killer who doesn’t seem to care. Thankfully the only times you really see Hoodie is when he gets home from a mission and Brian hasn’t regained control yet. During these times he usually tries to stay away from you. Maybe it’s because Brian doesn’t want Hoodie to hurt you so he might still be the tiniest bit in control.

However, sometimes you can’t help but need to be near your boyfriend, so even when Hoodie was Hoodie you’d still come up to him and hug him, but he would just stand there or put his hands on your hips.

Onto hornier details, kinks. Brian might seem like a vanilla guy at first glance, but he’s most definitely not. Does he like Somno? Yes. At first, he hated the thought of taking advantage of you while you were sleeping, but when you said you were into it? He tried it the following night and he fell in LOVE with it. The sight of you shaking and whimpering in your sleep only to wake up with Brian’s thick cock in your hole? Hooked.

Of course there’s other kinks, choking, degrading, dirty talking, pet names, etc. But there is just a special place in his heart for Somno and knife play. But that’s for a different time. ;p

Does Hoodie like Somno? Is that even a question? Of course he does! He loves to get home from long missions and walk in your room and to find you sleeping. Because that means he can use your body and not have to hear you complain about how tired you are as he fucks you.

He also has other kinks, choking, impact play, knife play, blood play, even some BDSM, but it's not often that you screw Hoodie anyway so you’ll be healed by next time. ;p

Eyeless Jack:

Oh Anon, don’t I have a treat for you. Jack was a big, intimidating guy, he’s a demon after all. But he’s sweet. Most of the time. Most of the time he’s a big affection, and loving boyfriend, but other times, he’s the opposite. He’s cruel and distant. He even sometimes insults you, but you know he doesn’t really mean it. Right?

But after these little spurts of hate, he apologizes, gives you cuddles, hugs and kisses but if you go to bed angry? He doesn’t like that because he knows he made you mad, so he likes to give you a nice surprise.

He had always thought about fucking you while you were sleeping, but now he had a reason. So there he was under the blanket in between your legs licking your aching and dripping hole. He was happening you would wake up in a panicked and blissful mess and that’s exactly what you were. You woke up and you felt hot and a wet sensation on your lower half. You looked down in a panic but that panic was soon taken over by relief and then ecstasy as your body trembled and convulsed as you came. Who knew three tongues could feel so good?

[annokan]

Can you draw Hoddie and Y/n °w°<333333

you have a funny feeling time to time

[tmrwsuns]

(𐙚⋆.˚) the prettiest of flowers

✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ [brian ho x reader] ...୨♡୧... wc. 9.3k w. agressive language, very suggestive! e2l, fluff ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

brian ho was considered a fairly lovable person.

he was nice enough, got good grades and was an overall decent person, according to everyone that had ever met him.

except you.

in your eyes, brian ho was nothing but a petty, rude, two-faced asshole that seemed unable to stop chasing you around to ruin everything you loved.

you had a new favorite coffee shop? that’s coincidentally his new favorite place to study!

you wore a white shirt to a party? surprise! his drink accidentally spilled on it.

you began having a crush on a guy from campus? don’t get your hopes up! they’re now the bestest of friends.

and it wasn’t like you had done anything to him, okay? you had met brian all the way back in middle school (before the bitch had followed you to college), when his family moved to your city and you were  suddenly finding him absolutely everywhere you went, even at your house because your mom couldn’t help but socialize with the new neighbors.

you really did try to be friends with him at first, but instead of the shy, friendly guy everyone else saw in him, you were met with the rudest, most entitled boy that had ever stepped foot inside your house. and still, you gave him the benefit of the doubt, because maybe he had just had a rough time with the move.

if that was the case, that rough time had been going on for the last nine years.

“do we really have to go? brian is over there,” you groaned as your friend dragged you towards the group of boys by the beer pong table.

“dude, just ignore him,” chae answered, much too busy watching her boyfriend to even be annoyed by your childish dislike for the boy. “hey, baby,” she smiled as soon as euijoo’s hands wrapped around her torso, her hand immediately leaving yours.

you made a small gagging gesture and looked away, wanting to give them whatever privacy you could while being surrounded by so many people.

“don’t be bitter now, yn, it's not their fault no one wants you.”

the voice that pierced the air made your eyes roll instinctively, already feeling the hatred prickling your skin at the anticipation of the forthcoming interaction.

“no one is asking you to pay attention to me, you know,” you replied, looking up at him with an annoyed expression. 

he stood there, sporting an all black outfit and the stupid smirk you had hated for almost half of your life.

“your cheap perfume doesn't let me think about anything else,” he smiled sarcastically.

“funny, because i actually got it from your mom last christmas.” you smiled back, enjoying the way his face fell for a fraction of a second. “i’ll let her know what you think though.”

your body filled with satisfaction as you watched him roll his eyes and look away. one thing about the two of you, having families that loved each other was either the best shield or the worst curse.

“i think your perfume smells pretty good,” kamden’s voice called for your attention as he leaned in to whisper in your ear, making your scowl be replaced by a flustered smile. 

“good, it’s probably still on your sheets,” you retaliated, smiling at the small amused chuckle that escaped his lips. just as he opened his mouth to answer, he was rudely interrupted by none other than a very annoyed looking brian turning off the screen of his phone like he had done three times in the past minutes.

“kammy, wanna go get some drinks?”

the two friends connected their eyes for a couple seconds as if they were having a conversation through them, leading up to a sigh leaving kamden’s plum lips. “what are you drinking? i’ll bring you a refill.”

you smiled softly at the offer, feeling more satisfaction for how much it seemed to bother brian than anything else. “whatever you’re drinking is fine, kammy.”

if looks could kill, you’re sure that brian ho would’ve had you six feet under a long time ago.

it didn’t take them long to come back, the oldest handing you your drink with a smile. you watched brian open his mouth to make what was most likely another snarky remark when the door opened, the sight of whoever walked in making his words die in his mouth.

you couldn’t help but turn around curiously, a dry, astonished scoff falling off your lips the moment your eyes set on brian’s girlfriend holding hands with another guy.

you averted your gaze to him immediately, almost feeling bad by the way his face had fallen. the keyword being almost.

“oh, shit,” euijoo muttered from a couple feet away, voicing everyone’s thoughts.

“brian,” kamden spoke up, voice tentative but firm as his hand reached out to his friends, unsure of what his next actions would be.

“it’s fine,” the boy answered, moving away from the touch and turning around to face his back to whoever was looking for his reaction. “we broke up last night.”

but you knew damn well that was a lie, because you had seen him buying a huge pink teddy bear just that morning. you almost called him out, just for the sake of being a bitch like he was to you; but the sight of his lost eyes and the way his grip tightened around his cup advised you not to.

୨♡୧

days had passed since the party and by then, everyone and their mother’s had heard about the music major whose girlfriend cheated, even if the narrative of them having broken up the day prior was being pushed around by everyone that knew them.

you handn’t seen brian since then, which meant you were having a decent couple of days while he was focused on his own little scandal.

that was until a pile of notebooks was dumped on the table you were oh so diligently studying on, making your eyes raise until they met his.

“what the fuck? go get another table,” you urged, eyebrows furrowing as brian took a seat on the chair in front of you.

“aren’t you especially pissy today,” he rolled his eyes and leaned back on the chair.

“you have that effect on me,” you scoffed, kicking his spread legs under the table where he had monopolized the entire space.

“ouch, bitch,” he groaned, kicking you back but sitting a little straighter nonetheless.

“what do you want?” you asked with a small glare, taking back your rightful leg space while making sure not to touch him.

“i have a proposal for you,” he answered, an annoying little smile taking place on his annoyingly plump lips.

“no.” you smiled sarcastically and placed your headphones back in your ears, having the full intent to ignore him until he went away.

“stop being annoying,” he said exasperatedly, taking the headphones off and taking them hostage on his side of the table. “listen to what i have to say.”

“i’ve been doing that against my will for nine years,” you glared, leaning back on your own chair.

“so it won’t kill you to do it again,” he gave you a fake sweet smile, not waiting for your answer before speaking again. “be my fake girlfriend.”

his words made you choke on your own spit, eyes widening as you watched his serious expression. “excuse me?”

he rolled his eyes as if your reaction was the ridiculous part of that interaction. “be my fake girlfriend so everyone will stop fucking talking about me like i’m some idiot.”

“you are an idiot, though,” you answered without missing a beat.

“can you be serious for like a second?” he asked, now being his turn to glare at you. 

“okay, sure,” you sighed, looking at him with a confused expression. “why the fuck would i do that?”

“for the pleasure of everyone thinking someone actually wants you, for once.”

you rolled your eyes like you always did when he was around, “fuck you, you’re so annoying.”

“it’s an offer you shouldn’t refuse,” he shrugged, sitting up from his slouching position and leaning forward on the table. “but i’ll give you another option, i can pay you.”

“oh, so now you think i'm a hooker?” you scoffed, having a hard time believing the words that were coming out of your mouth.

“oh my god, no,” he sighed exasperated, taking his hand to rub his eyes “ but you’re a broke college student that has no way to fly out to see her family on the break.”

well, he was right.

his family had always been better well off than yours, so it wasn’t uncommon for brian to get more chances to see them than you did.

and your youngest brother was turning sixteen in the middle of the holidays.

“why me?” you asked with a glare, not wanting to admit he had a point.

“you’re the only person i actually hate enough to be able to do this without complicating stuff,” he shrugged.

you thought over his words for a couple seconds, trying to find a way in which they didn’t make sense.

brian watched you with a smug smile on his face, basically being able to see the cogs turning inside your head.

“that… makes sense.” you mumbled, taking your hands up to rub your eyes annoyed. 

“i can see you considering it, just give in,” he pushed, still wearing that cocky smile. “you’ll get your reward.” “don’t talk to me like i’m a dog, asshole,” you glared, kicking him under the table again. you took the time he took to complain about your aggression to think about your options.

you really had no chance of seeing your family until the next break if you didn’t take him up on his offer.

with a loud sigh, you spoke up again. “i’m not paying for anything we do.”

brian perked up at that, smile widening.

“i’ll pay, but i’ll keep you on a tight leash.” 

“again with the dog thing, is this a kink or something?” you asked annoyedly, causing him to roll his eyes.

“you just can’t help but be fucking annoying, can you?” he asked, exasperation laced to his voice.

“you’re the one asking me to be your girlfriend, you know,” you scoffed.

“fake girlfriend.” he clarified, making you let out a groan of annoyance.

“i don’t care, you’re trying to use me to get back at your ex,” you remarked, looking at him seriously. “who has always been a bitch, by the way.”

“don’t talk about her that way,” he defended, suddenly more serious than he had been that entire talk.

“my bad, i just thought you had gotten the hint when she cheated on you in front of a whole frat house full of people,” you lifted your hands up in surrender.

“she didn’t, we had broken up,” he muttered, his eyes travelling down to the table.

“was that before or after you gave her the pink teddy?” you dared, lifting your brow at him.

“fuck you,” he spat, looking up at him you with anger in his eyes.

“you wish,” you smiled sarcastically and stood up from where you sat, taking the last sip of your drink and gathering your things. “i’ll consider this as our first date, thanks for the coffee, honey.”

he gave you an unamused look, standing up as well. “you’re already taking too much advantage of this.”

“well, those big teddy bears are expensive, i’m sure one cup of coffee won’t dent your wallet,” you feigned a pout like you knew annoyed him.

“shut up and let's go,” he groaned, grabbing his own things. his eyes travelled to your free hand for a couple seconds, weighing his options before he let out a sigh and grabbed it, awkwardly hanging onto it. “i’m driving you home.”

“i would rather die, actually,” you spoke quickly, trying to pull your hand away until he gave it a firm squeeze. 

“we’re treating this as our first official date though, aren’t we, princess?” your own words being turned against you made your blood boil, a million thoughts passing through your head before you sighed.

“i hate you,” you answered, moving your hand to intertwine your fingers. “more than i’ve ever hated anyone else.”

“then i hope you’re an incredible actress,” he gave you a sarcastic smile before moving you along with him, paying for your coffee and leading you to his car.

you got onto the passenger seat with an uncomfortable grimace on your face, immediately pulling your knees to your chest as he got inside of the car as well.

“don’t put your shoes on my seats,” brian said firmly, waiting until you reluctantly moved your feet before driving towards your apartment.

“it’s kinda stalkerish that you know my address,” you grumbled, breaking the silence that had been drowning you for a couple minutes.

“i’ve picked kamden up from here,” he scoffed, knuckles almost white as he gripped the wheel.

“ah, makes sense,” you nodded, a smile settling onto your lips at the mention of his friend.

“this arrangement means you can’t fuck him anymore, you know,” he warned, making your smile disappear in seconds.

“shit, i didn’t even think about that,” you groaned, genuinely distraught. “can we just tell him and i’ll keep it on the down low?”

“he knows,” he stated, short and straight to the point, “i asked him what he thought this morning and he knows you’re off limits.”

“off limits,” you repeated with a scoff. “what? do you own me now?”

brian acted as if he was deep in thought for a couple seconds, earning a slap on the arm before he spoke again. “i don’t, this is a mutual deal.”

“if i find out you fake cheat on me, i swear i will end you.” you stated, looking at him seriously so he would see you were not fucking around.

“i won't do that,” he rolled his eyes, “but you won’t either or you won't get paid.”

“you got rid of my fuck buddy, who do you think i’m going to fake cheat with?” you mirrored his gesture, already questioning why you had ever agreed to this ridiculous idea.

“you never know,” he shrugged as he parked in front of your driveway. “i’m picking you up in the morning for classes, so be ready at eight.”

you sighed, knowing nothing would make him back down from his decision. it was also kind of good considering you took the bus every morning.

“bye,” you said shortly, climbing out, slamming the door behind you and not looking back as you entered the building.

୨♡୧

the next morning, brian kept you waiting for fifteen minutes more than it was initially agreed. it was eight fifteen in the morning and you were already wishing you had never agreed to having to interact with him more than you already did.

you were about to call an uber when brian’s car rolled into the driveway, making your blood boil with how unfazed he looked sitting on the driver seat.

“you’re late,” you complained the moment you sat down in the car. 

“and you’re ugly, nothing we can do about our flaws,” he shrugged, not even looking at you before he started driving.

“asshole,” you muttered under your breath, putting your feet above the seat again. 

“put your feet down, jesus christ,” he grumbled, taking your ankles with his free hand and pushing them off of the seat. 

“you’re so annoying,” you complained, simply not being able to contain how much annoyance filled your body every time he spoke or moved.

“shut up,” he snapped, his eyes still trained on the road. just before you could answer, he spoke again. “we need to agree on a backstory for this, by the way. we can’t be caught lacking.”

“sure,” you hummed, eyes moving towards the window to watch your city pass through it. “what is it?”

“i don’t know, i tried to come up with something and i just couldn’t think of any situation that could make me feel anything positive towards you.” he shrugged, once again making you roll your eyes. your mom used to say they would get stuck like that one day, but you really couldn’t help it whenever he was around.

“or maybe you’re just stupid, did that ever occur to you?” you scoffed. “it’s not that hard, we can just say we hooked up a couple times and you just couldn’t resist me.”

“you came up with that quick,” he hummed, an amused smile taking place on his lips. “how much have you been thinking about fucking me?”

you let out a dry laugh at his words, simply not believing his shamelessness. “you’re literally impossible,”

“you didn’t answer the question,” he pointed out, making you slap his arm again. 

“it never even crossed my mind,” you glared, sitting back on your seat. “some of us are just actually capable of critical thinking.”

“i’m sure that’s the reason,” he nodded, his smile still not gone from his lips as he pulled into the college parking lot.

“shut up,” you got out of the car the moment you could, begrudgingly waiting for him as you leaned on the side of the car where his door was.

“don’t wanna,” he answered as he got out, throwing his bag over his shoulder. his eyes caught a sight of his ex getting out of her own car, making him let out a sigh. “oh shit, she’s right there.”

your eyes followed his, catching the way her eyebrows furrowed in confusion when she noticed you were there together. “then start acting, kid,” you urged.

brian really wanted to listen, to put on his part and make her feel even half as bad as she had made him, but he was frozen. his eyes couldn’t be teared away from her until you let out an exasperated groan and took your hand to the collar of his hoodie, pulling him close enough that his attention was caught by you again.

“no one is going to believe you if you freeze when she’s around,” you said, hand still fisting the fabric.

“shut the fuck up,” he mumbled before he suddenly leaned down to press his lips against yours. you let out a small surprised gasp before kissing him back, your grip not loosening as he pushed harder, trapping you between the car and his body and kissing you like he needed it to survive.

your entire body blared with alarms and bright colored lights. you were kissing brian. out of everyone, brian.

and the worst part is that he wasn’t half bad at it.

he broke the kiss off a couple seconds after, taking a breath before moving further away from your face. “is she gone?”

your eyes darted where his ex formerly stood, now an empty spot. “yes, get away from me.” you said as you pushed him away, taking a larger distance now. “that was gross.”

“fucking disgusting,” he nodded without looking at you, setting path towards the building you both had your shared classes in.

did you already mention he also copied your major?

weird looks were exchanged by certain people in the room as they watched you and brian walk into the room together. it wasn’t that you were particularly popular individuals, but the hatred you had very loudly voiced ever since your first year had built up quite the reputation between you.

you begrudgingly sat next to him, pulling out your materials as you ignored the way your best friend and her boyfriend desperately tried to get your attention from the other side of the room. 

the class passed by without any special events, and it was finally time to bid each other goodbye and go to the next class. you could see him hesitate on what to do because of the weight of your friends’ eyes.

“uhm, bye,” you waved shortly, lips pursing awkwardly.

“bye, bye,” he muttered, looking to the side where euijoo and his girlfriend pretended to be occupied saying bye to each other just to stare at you.

brian leaned in to leave an awkward peck on your lips, both of your bodies as stiff as they ever could be.

it had been so different in the morning, and your cheeks were burning with embarrassment as you cringed at the entire situation. he waved once again and turned around, which you took as your signal to leave and walk away alone.

however, your peace didn’t last long after because of your friend’s voice piercing through the silence in a scream of your name.

“wanna tell me what the fuck that was?” she asked with furrowed eyebrows.

“brian drove me here, that's it,” you shrugged, feeling the guilt of lying to her already churning on your stomach.

“oh, so you just kissed him as a thank you,” she scoffed as if it was obvious before looking serious again. “last time i checked you would rather shoot yourself than spend time with him, so what’s going on?” she pressed, grabbing your arm to make you look at her.

the moment your eyes connected, you fumbled immediately. if kamden knew, there shouldn’t be an issue with you saying something too, right?

“we’re fake dating each other,” you blurted out, watching as her eyebrows furrowed even more. 

“what?”

“he asked me to, because he doesn’t want people talking about his ex,” you sighed, honestly a little surprised that you had folded that fast. “and he told me he would fly me out to my family this break, so i accepted.”

you could see the way the cogs turned inside of her head, as if she was trying to assimilate the information you had just given her. “that’s ridiculous.”

“yep, you don’t have to tell me,” you let out a loud sigh, rubbing your eyes.

“what are you going to do if this goes south?” she asked, now a little more nervous than confused. 

“kill myself,” you shrugged, earning a slap on your shoulder and a small laugh. “i’m kidding, i have no idea.” you chuckled, “i think i just have to hope for the best and deal with a couple weeks of spending time with brian.” you gagged, causing her to laugh again.

“he’s friends with ej and kamden so he’s not that bad,” she tried as you got to your class. “he’s also hot.”

“compared to a sewer rat,” you scoffed, finding a seat for both of you and settling your things there. 

“sure, whatever you say,” she rolled her eyes just as the teacher came in.

୨♡୧

“let me get this straight. you two have hated each other for nine years and now you’re suddenly healed and dating because you fucked it out?” intak asked as he pointed between brian and you.

“things happen, man. we’ve been over this too many times this week,” brian shrugged, popping a fry into his mouth. you tried so hard to conceal your reaction and not show any type of annoyance at his attempt to be nonchalant.

“it’s really not that hard to understand, tak… have you ever had sex with someone you hated?” you asked, reaching over to take some fries from brian’s plate and watching he glared at you when no one was looking. being his fake girlfriend had perks, and one of them was annoying him a little extra without the consequences.

“no, but now i’m going to have to try,” intak scoffed, cleaning his hands once he finished eating. “if the pussy was so good that it got rid of nine years of hatred then it’s probably worth it.”

you choked on your food at his joke, reaching for the glass of water kamden wordlessly handed you while brian leaned in to smack the back of your friend’s head. 

“don’t talk about her like that, asshole,” he defended, obviously lightheartedly as he continued eating.

you smiled and stuck your tongue out to intak as he whined, finding the situation way too amusing. 

“i’m just saying,” he threw his hands up in surrender, “but like, you hang out like a normal couple and all?”

the real answer is that you didn’t. your interactions were strictly restricted to when you were in public and whenever he drove you, but you obviously couldn’t say that.

“of course,” you answered, now being the one trying to act nonchalant. 

“and you both make it out alive?” he asked again, making you let out a little chuckle. it really was a valid question.

“very much so,” you nodded again, stiffening just slightly when brian’s arm surrounded your shoulders casually.

“she’s actually coming over today, right, princess?” he asked, squeezing your shoulders as he looked at you.

well, you guessed now you were.

“yeah, unfortunately,” you smiled and kissed his cheek to hide the truth in your words, ignoring how much you wanted to gag at the action.

beautifully in time, intak did it for you.

“am i really going to your house?” you asked as you and brian walked to his car, your face shrugging into a grimace at the thought.

“yeah, i think we need to post something,” he sighed, visibly annoyed. “we can’t let people realize we only see each other here.”

you let out a twin sigh, knowing he was right even though you hated the thought of having to indulge in him for longer. “i hate it here.”

“you won’t hate it as much when you’re at your brother’s birthday party,” he reminded, both surprising you with his lack of annoyance and reminding you exactly why you were doing this. 

“will you be there?” you asked, laying your forehead on your knees as you had placed your feet on the seat. 

“most likely, i wanted to see him anyway,” he shrugged, reminding you that you were the only member of your family he didn’t like.

“then i will still hate it,” you smiled ciniically, making him roll his eyes while he reached to push your legs off again.

his apartment was way more neat than you thought it would be. everything seemed to be clean and organized, opposing what you would’ve assumed from the boy.

“you can leave your stuff there, i’m going to take a shower,” he pointed at the couch in the living room, tossing his keys on the table. “feel free to do whatever you want as long as you don’t touch anything or remind me you’re here.”

you rolled your eyes at his words, nonetheless moving to the couch. “asshole.” if he heard you, he ignored it as he closed the bathroom door. you were doing some homework on your computer when he got out, shirtless and with his hair dripping, “would it kill you to wear some clothes?”

“yes, actually. considering this is my apartment,” he answered without looking at you, hanging his towel on a chair before throwing his body onto the opposing end of the couch.

as much as you wanted to argue, you knew he was eight.

“so, we should take pictures so you can be on your way,” he urged, making you roll your eyes again before shutting your computer. 

“what are we supposed to do?” you asked with a scowl, raising an eyebrow as he patted the couch closer to him. “what?”

“firstly, you need to be closer, for once,” he sighed, waiting until you obeyed to continue speaking again. “now, take a cute picture and post it so i can repost it.”

you let out a dry laugh and grabbed your phone, wanting to get the situation over with. “it’ll be hard for the picture to be cute if you’re in it.”

“shut up,” he rolled his eyes and hooked his arm around your waist, making you grow closer to him and lay your head on his chest. “take the picture.” you let out a sigh and pointed the camera towards you, putting on your best smile and taking the picture when he leaned down to nuzzle his nose to your hair. the action made your heart skip a beat. 

out of annoyance, of course.

once you were content with how they turned out, you moved away from him again. 

“i'll post them now, which song do you like?” you muttered, trying to hide the uncomfortable feeling on your chest as you scrolled through the songs.

“whichever you want,” he shrugged, squirming around the couch until he got comfortable again. 

“very helpful, thanks,” you mumbled, selecting a song and tagging him before setting your phone down. “and now what?” 

“i’ll drive you home when the movie is over,” he said, grabbing the remote control and turning the tv on without even looking your way.

“and why am i staying for the movie?” you asked, annoyance laced in your voice.

“because half our friends have our locations and its suspicious as fuck if you post a picture and then leave,” he said as if it was obvious.

“yeah, because they’re checking our locations.” you rolled your eyes and settled against the arm of the couch. “you’re just lazy.”

“whatever.”

the first time you hung out alone with brian while being in a fake relationship, there was an approximate of 150 words were spoken, and 99.9% of them had some sort of insulting connotation. 

୨♡୧

ever since that first time, it had become a known fact in your friend group that thursdays and mondays had been the designated days in which you and brian would retreat together to one of your apartments or to have a date outside. it was honestly awful, because being at such close proximity with him alone was a guarantee to you going absolutely insane. which was now clearly proven by the way that just two months after, you didn’t even mind it that much.

“dude, can you just fucking stop with the pen tapping?” you asked exasperatedly as you put your own pen down on the table, eyes travelling up to the where brian incessantly tapped his against the table. you really tried to ignore the way your eyes did a quick once over, staring at his messy hair for a second too long. “sorry, princess, i didn’t know you don’t have the ability to tune things out,” he rolled his eyes, not looking up to you while he kept tapping.

“i wish i did so i wouldn’t have to listen to you talk all the fucking time.” you retaliated, snatching his pen away from him, earning a confused look that looked too adorable to be worn by such an asshole.

“you’re such a child,” he mumbled, looking for another pen and resuming his work on his assignment. minutes passed until the silence was broken again. “intak asked me why he has never seen us kiss.”

his words caught your attention immediately, making you look up at him with a confused look, “and?”

“i said we’re just not too affectionate in public,” he shrugged, his eyes still focused on the paper ahead of him. 

“you forgot the part about me being repulsed by the thought,” you annoyed, making him sigh and look up with an annoyed smile on his face. “and that i have ptsd from the last time.”

“sure, let’s say that,” he scoffed, cringing a little at the reminder of the awkwardness of your second kiss. “although it was awful, i have to admit.”

still, the memory also came with the feeling of how soft your lips were and how much your lip balm tasted like strawberry.

“we looked like we were made of wood, it was downright embarrassing,” you grimaced, furrowing your nose and eliciting a soft chuckle from his lips. he had been noticing that you did that a lot. “even worse because it was you.”

“we have to work through that if we want this to last until the break,” he commented, his eyes going back to his paper as he ignored the last sentence. “no one believes a couple that doesn’t kiss.”

“sure, and what are we going to do? practice?” you sarcastically asked, mocking his way of thinking and dismissing it as a joke. your words caused a spark to light up brian’s brain, and he suddenly felt much more devious than he had before. the silence that followed made you look up at him incredulously, finding him already looking at you. “you’re not being serious.”

to be completely honest, brian didn’t think he had been that serious in his entire life.

“well, i was promised top notch acting,” he began, a smirk starting to take place on his lips, “and that won’t be possible unless you stop freezing every time i touch you.”

“you’re unbelievable,” you scoffed, finding his shamelessnes astonishing. “like, actually fucking insane.”

“you know, if you could just stop cursing me out for a second, i could show you a much more fun and productive use for that big mouth of yours.” he said, nonchalantly. 

your eyes widened as butterflies uncharacteristically erupted in your stomach.

“oh, you’re such a pig,” you groaned, grabbing one of the crumpled paper balls by your side and throwing it at him.

“like you haven’t kissed me before,” he laughed as he ducked, going back into his sitting position to look at you with a small smirk.

“i did and it was awful, that's the whole point,” you glared, pushing the thought of your first kiss far away inside your brain.

“the first time wasn’t.” and oh, there it was again.

“and yet only one person saw that. we clearly can’t perform under pressure.” you pushed, really trying to not let yourself even consider taking up his offer.

“i’m just saying, those things are learnt with practice,” he shrugged, sounding way too amused by your words.

“careful there, i might think you want to kiss me,” you bugged, clearly looking to annoy him. however, his unwavering smirk confused you.

“i mean, it has been a while…” he mumbled, looking at his surroundings in hopes of not sounding too eager.

“you’re actually serious about this?” you deadpanned, genuinely confused about this whole ordeal.

“i’m just saying, it will make our relationship more believable.” he put both hands up, playing the innocent role even when his smirk couldn’t be any more noticeable. he could see you cracking.

“how would we even go about that?” you asked, your voice now a little lower.

aha.

“it’s just kissing, yn, not like we need a set up,” he annoyed, trying his hardest to contain his smile and failing miserably.

“well, aren’t you a romantic,” you rolled your eyes, recoiling into your seat as he watched the tips of your ears light up.

“i can be if that’s what will make you do your job better,” he commented, thoroughly enjoying how embarrassed you looked.

he watched you look at your hands for a couple seconds, playing with one of your rings before you abruptly stood up and grabbed his wrist, making him stand up and dragging him to the couch wordlessly. 

“i will only try this once,” 

brian innerly cheered as he gave you a small nod, now guiding you to sit on the couch before doing the same next to you.

“hmh, sure,” he nodded, taking some of your hair away from your face as his eyes zeroed on your lips.

“and i’m imagining someone else so i don’t throw up,” you said again, a nervous tinge in your voice.

“sure, princess, whatever works,” he mumbled, far too immersed in seeing the nervousness he was making you feel to even acknowledge how annoying it was that you still had snarky comments to say. “tell me if you want me to stop.”

those were the last words muttered before his lips clashed with yours, starting off slow as he felt your body immediately tense up. he stayed still for a little, giving you time to adjust to the feeling of his lips. just as he was going to retract, your lips moved on top of his tentatively, enough to make him go back for more. the kiss started soft, slow as if you were trying to familiarize yourself with how it felt to kiss him.

that was what the practice was for, anyways.

brian was trying really hard to give you the time you needed, but when your teeth sank lightly into his bottom lip, he really couldn’t take it anymore. his hand travelled to your jaw, angling your head just like he wanted so he could press harder and deepen the kiss. surprisingly, it didn’t take much for you to kiss him back with the same intensity, your hand travelling to his chest as nipped at your bottom lip to ask for access for his tongue.

your entire body was panicking as you felt the wet muscle play with your own. the tongue that was now in your mouth belonged to the person you hated the most, and you had really never imagined that it could feel that good to kiss him.

his hand moved down your neck to your shoulder, pushing you back slowly until your back hit the mattress and his body hovered above you. his fingers made goosebumps arise on your skin as they travelled down to your waist, taking a hold of it and pressing your torso against his own. you really did try to suppress the whine that escaped you.

but the world hated you, and brian did so even more.

“still imagining someone else, princess?” he asked against your lips, hand tightening around your waist slightly.

his words made you roll your eyes. “do you know kamden by any chance?”

and just then, brian remembered that he hated you more than he had ever hated a person. even if kamden was beginning to be a close second.

“shut the fuck up,” he grumbled, not doing anything to hide his annoyance.

“make me.” you smirked, and that just got him to press a deep kiss against your lips once again, adamant to make you remember who you were practicing for.

୨♡୧

after that day, things started to go downhill. lines began to be blurred in the name of making your scheme more believable, hickies made your friends give you questioning looks, reasons started to feel a little unneeded for the actions between you, and worse of all, everything you did was now what both of you described as your new normal. even the word fake had been dissipating from your vocabulary as the months went on.

you still hated each other, though.

“that’s what you're wearing to a party? really?” brian asked as you climbed into his car, looking at you with fake disgust.

“kill yourself,” you gave him a sarcastic smile, hugging your knees to your chest as the soles of your shoes laid against the new seat cover adorning brian’s passenger seat.

“oh, but then who would drive you places?” he teased as he began driving, making you let out a scoff.

“the holy spirit,” you mumbled and turned to the window where the sight of the city illuminated the dark night.

“there is nothing holy about you,” he pointed out, and there was absolutely no reason for that to sound as erotic as it had. “you’re literally the devil incarnate.” there he was.

“i know you are, but what am i?” you defended, making him roll his eyes at your childish behaviour. 

the rest of the drive was silent, only differing the moment you opened the door and looked around. “that’s a lot of people.”

“no one important,” he shrugged, casually throwing his arm around your shoulders as he walked into the booming party, “let’s go get drinks first, yeah?”

“i’m going to find chae, i have the jacket she wanted,” you let him know, “get me something though, please.”

“nah, get it yourself,” he said as he flicked your forehead and walked away. you didn’t know at which point you started knowing he would get you one anyways.

you found your friend along with a couple others and situated yourself on the couch with them, rapidly immersed by the conversation. the topic you were discussing swallowed your attention enough to distract you from the fact that brian never did end up giving you your drink.

at the end of the day it was still him, so you excused yourself to go get your own.

what you didn’t expect was to find him by the bar, nursing what you assumed was initially your cup while he was engrossed in a conversation with none other than his ex.

she was shamelessly flirting with him, and from the looks of it, he was not showing opposition. your blood began boiling inside of you as you entered the kitchen nonetheless, moving to make yourself something to drink without interrupting them. to say you were feeling disappointed was an understatement, because you really were falling into the trap of believing he had forgotten about the reasons as well.

“oh, yn, hi there,” the squeaky voice of the girl called out. “i didn’t know you were here.”

you turned around to face them, watching her fake smile for a few seconds before looking at brian. he wore a borderline bored expression on his face, showing no sign of noticing anything wrong with the way he was just interacting with her.

“well, we did get here together,” you answered, your smile not reaching your eyes as you watched her suppress the need to roll hers.

“oh, brian didn’t say anything about that,” she spoke, her fake smile still shining. 

your eyes travelled to the man, giving him a questioning look before he shrugged. “didn’t come up.”

didn’t come up your ass.

“yeah, we were just reminiscing, you know, about our past together.” she gave you a dramatic pout before moving towards him and settling so close to him that she could easily be wrapping her arms against his torso.

he didn’t move a muscle.

oh, okay.

that’s what he was playing at.

thankfully, his game didn’t have limited players.

“oh, well, have fun!” you smiled, raising your cup at them. “i’ll go reminisce too.”

you missed the way brian’s eyebrows furrowed as you left the room, your eyes zeroing on your target as you walked up to the group.

“oh, yn, hi,” kamden smiled from his seat, “what’s up?”

“nothing much, kammy,” you smiled, also greeting the rest of the guys before referring back to him. “can i talk to you for a minute?”

he stood up without question, letting you guide him to a more secluded area before asking what it was all about.

“brian is being a bitch and i want to be a bitch back,” you explained shamelessly, grateful that he actually knew what was going on.

“what is he doing?” he asked, a tint of amusement in his voice.

“being all buddy buddy with his ex,” you replied with annoyance, almost rolling your eyes.

“and that bothers you because…?” by the way he smiled, you could just tell where he was going.

“because everyone thinks we’re dating and i refused to be humiliated, much less by her,” you excused, eyes going to the kitchen to see if you would catch anything.

“and this has nothing to do with you being jealous?” he suggested, making you look at him as if you had been personally offended.

“don’t be ridiculous, i still hate him,” you scolded, making him retract. your eyes caught sight of brian going out of the kitchen, his ex behind him like a leach as he scanned the room.

you moved your gaze towards kamden again. “sorry for using you this way, but i need you to look more or less like you want to devour me right now.”

a small chuckle fell off of kamden’s lips. “don’t worry, i have some experience with that one.”

you didn’t even have to fake how flustered he was already making you feel.

it was wrong, though. because even when you had the guy you had drooled for for so long talking to you, you knew things were different. because both of you could see a brian shaped sign on each other’s foreheads.

“hi there, what’s this?” speaking of the king of rome.

brian walked up to the conversation with an unamused expression, arms crossed on his chest. he was livid, clearly. he had counted with many things about the party, had overthought everything about the way you both had been acting with each other lately. but his best friend flirting with you was not part of any of those worries even though it apparently should have been.

“nothing, just reminiscing of our past together,” you smiled cynically.

“oh really?” the tallest guy raised his eyebrows, eyes travelling to his friend. “is that so?”

kamden threw his hands up in surrender before walking away.

traitor.

“the fuck do you have to reminisce about?” he asked once the older boy was out of earshot, now seeming more upset than before.

“many things,” you assured, giving him a tight lipped smile.

“can i know what those things are?” as you looked at him you knew it was an order, not a question.

but since when did you answer to him?

“no, bye,” you waved and turned around, ready to leave him there when he took hold of your wrist, pulling you back to him.

even when the movement was harsh, his hold was still gentle enough not to hurt.

“where do you think you’re going?” he questioned, still holding on.

“to find my friends, don’t you have to go find your ex somewhere?” you snapped, yanking your wrist away from his hand.

“that’s what this whole thing is about? you’re jealous.” he let out a dry laugh, looking as if he couldn’t believe it.

“oh god, you wish,” you scoffed, moving away from him. “i’m not the jealous one between us.”

“and you think i am?” he asked, so visibly annoyed that it was beginning to make you mad as well.

“i’m sure you aren’t, but i’m gonna go find kammy and ask him.”

and that seemed to do it for him. his hand took yours as he began to wordlessly guide you through the crowd, gunning for the door.

“what the fuck are you doing?” you asked, letting him walk with you while you tried to figure out what would happen next.

“we’re leaving.” he spoke, finally getting to the door and pushing it open.

“i’m not leaving, we just got here,” you protested once you were out of the house, stopping in your tracks.

brian turned back to face you, giving you one last look before grabbing your jaw and smashing your lips together. you couldn’t react for a few seconds as your mind screamed at you to stop him and go back inside, to not let him in.

but your body thought differently, clearly. your hands balled up his shirt as you let him pull you closer to him, finally kissing back.

brian groaned into the kiss when he noticed your response, only separating to duck down and throw you over his shoulder in an action that took you completely by surprise.

“what the-? brian, put me down!” you exclaimed as you tapped his back and moved your legs, only halting a couple meters away when he finally put you back onto the ground.

he didn’t give you time to question him before your lips were smashed together again, his arms moving to trap you against the cold metal of what you now recognized as his car. your hands moved up to circle his neck and bring him closer to you, far too immersed in what it was to kiss him to even think of the fact that you weren’t supposed to be enjoying it.

brian took his time to explore your mouth, his right hand sneaking to your waist so that he could feel the exposed skin on his palm as he pressed closer to you. however, you both needed air to continue breathing, unfortunately. and yet, brian wasn’t one to waste time. he moved to open the door of his car and climb in, moving his seat as far back as it went and situating himself. you looked at him a little confused until he spoke again.

“your ride is here, princess,”

and god, how you hated the smug smile he sported. good thing you could replace it with your own lips.

you climbed onto his lap without any more questioning, closing the door behind you and immediately joining your lips together again. his hands found their ways to your hips as he pressed you closer, mouth moving desperately against yours. your hands tangled in his hair, tugging at it slightly when he made a particularly good move. his lips left your mouth to let you breath as they began ghosting over the skin of your neck.

“god, i hate you,” you mumbled as your eyes fluttered closed again, tilting your head to give him more access there.

“good to know, pretty,” he laughed softly, lapping at your skin with his tongue and making your entire body shiver.

“i’m being serious, brian,” you scolded, at least as well as you could when your brain was fuzzy from the way his hands travelled down to cup your ass.

“i am too,” he chuckled, gently nipping at the skin where it would definitely bruise. “i know you hate me, especially when you’re jealous.”

“i’m not jealous!” you exclaimed, hitting his arm lightly without any intent of actually admitting it.

“sure, and what was that whole show inside?” he asked with an amused smile, looking up from the crook of your shoulder.

“fuck you,” you glared, not having any means to clarify anything else that could put your pride in danger.

“will you let me?” he asked softly, giving you a mocking smile.

god, since when had he become the prettiest sight on the planet?

“there’s no practice this time,” you warmed, really trying to hide the way the tip of your ears went red.

“stopped needing that long ago, it’s time for show and tell,” he smiled before kissing you again, his hands pushing down on you enough to create friction that ripped a small whine out of your lips, falling directly into his.

if making out with you had changed him, having angry sex in his car had formed an entire new trajectory for his life.

୨♡୧

“morning, princess,” you heard a voice mumble as you stirred awake. you rubbed your eyes before opening them, finding the face of none other than brian ho.

“morning,” you greeted, stretching your body on the bed like a cat before settling back onto the mattress you recognized as brian’s bed. “what on earth am i doing here?”

the boy chuckled as his hand travelled to the side of your face, caressing slowly as he looked straight into your eyes. “you were pretty spent last night so we agreed to sleep here.”

you nodded as images of the night before flooded your memories, making your body shiver and your thighs press together. “spent from what? it wasn’t that great.” you teased, just enough for him to take his hand to your thigh and give it a long squeeze. 

“sure, you were crying and babbling for nothing.” his words made your cheeks flare up at the mention of your previous state.

“shut the fuck up,” you complained, grabbing a pillow and smashing his face on it.

he let out a small laugh and took the pillow away, growing closer to your face. “make me.”

and so you did just as he told you, joining your lips together as if you needed them like the air to breath. minutes passed between kisses and light touches until you were once again laying between the mattress and brian’s weirdly large body while his lips worked magic on your neck.

even with how fuzzy your brain was, there was something that you couldn’t make peace with. something too real and too present to ignore even when your fear screamed at you to just shut up, enjoy, and deal with the consequences of your own actions later.

“brian?” you called out between sighs, making him hum in response as he continued marking your neck. “i still hate you.” you could feel him laugh against your skin, leaving another kiss before muttering a small, “i know, i hate you too.”

those were words that had been exchanged entirely too many times between you, yet they still felt different.

“we have to talk about this,” you pushed, setting your hands on his chest and pushing him back enough so that you could see his face. 

“we have a lot of things to talk about,” he said, moving down to steal a quick, soft peck on your lips, different from any other kisses you had shared until then. “but just one of them is worth mentioning right now.”

“what is it?” you asked, not being able to contain the need to press him closer and steal more kisses from him as you enjoyed the pretty view of him on top of your body.

“this,” he mumbled, kissing you deeply once more and pulling at your bottom lip with his teeth. “is mine.”

your body shivered at the sound.

“this,” he repeated the process, this time kissing your forehead more gently. “is also mine,” he assured, now nuzzling your noses together and closing his eyes. “no more fake claims, no more flirting with other people. this is us, and it’s really fucking real.”

his words flooded your senses as you finally realized what was happening. you were right all along, with the thought of him moving right by your side, forgetting all about the stupid rumors and his dumbass ex while he grew accustomed to having you next to him, hatred and all.

“good to know,” you smiled brightly up at him, pulling him closer to stamp your lips together in another kiss.

time continued to pass while you explored each other again, simply basking in the knowledge of how real everything was.

“wait, am i still flying out during break?” you asked, sitting up from your position laying on his chest.

“god, you’re so greedy,” he teased, also sitting up enough for his eyes to be at the same level as yours. “but yes, you are. i mean, you even convinced me, so if that’s not a good job i don’t know what is.”

relief washed through your body at the answer, making you lean down to peck his forehead with a smile.

“i do have one condition, though,” he spoke again, his eyes fluttering open as his big hand traced patterns on the skin of your thigh.

“what is it?” you asked softly, your eyes travelling around his face as if you wanted to commit his features to memory.

“i get to re-introduce you to my family as my girlfriend,” he smiled, although you could see the tinge of nervousness that flashed through his eyes.

“oh, and i’m the greedy one?” you chuckled with a small laugh, pushing his chest back so you could go back to your previous position. “i guess i’ll have to make that effort and tolerate you for a couple more years.”

brian let out a laugh and sat back up abruptly, letting your body fall on the bed before his hands attacked your sides with tickles that didn’t stop until you called him the best boyfriend in the world.

one based in hate and lies sounds like the worst relationship someone could ever have. but that wasn’t your case at all. lies and hate have to learn and evolve into truths and love as a test of resilience. when they’re proven to have effectively made that transition, they bloom like the prettiest of flowers.

𐙚 blue's corner ;; oh hi......... as you can see i got a little carried away with this one..... still, i have to say i COOKED and this is for my lili @kireilien. 𐙚 taglist ;; @tiramisumin @astrasng @hot-girls-love-jiho @spacejip 𐙚 back to the masterlist. 𐙚 please do not copy, adapt or steal any of the content !!!

© tmrwsuns, 2025

[oculusdesamores]

hii, i will start by saying if you feel like it you can totally skip this ask i understand this may be triggering for some people but i was thinking if you could do skme hcs (sfw or nsfw it's really up to you idm) with Braian or tim with a really skinny and petite reader :)

hope you have a good day!! :3

Brian and Tim with a skinny! Reader NSFW Headcanons

A.n.: These are not canon things just my hcs and how I picture them :))!!

TIM

I feel like tim would actually be somewhat into it considering , he's a short king himself

He LOVVEESS wrapping his arms around your waist

Cough cough size kink cough cough

You being small and him being broader just enlightens something in him

So expect to have his arms wrapped around you at all times, over your shoulder, around your waist etc.

while you guys are going at it he loves to have his hands holding your hips and to be holding you up (which is why he often fucks you while you're standing)

Loves the way you clench around him and depend on hin to hold him up heh

He's a hairy hairy man and seeing your smooth and clear skin and just the difference in both of you is exhilarating for him

Your skin so smooth and perfect, his scarred and gnarly

He just wants to protect you ♡♡

He's so husband material guys

Brian

The difference between tim and Brian is that he would feel a bit weird, dating a someone who's way smaller than him

However his love for you overturns that feeling quick

He may or may not get these feelings here and there but it will not stop him from eating you out as if you were his last meal <3

Despite not having a size kink, he still loves curling up around you and he also INSISTS that you're the smaller spoon

He's definitely afraid to break you during sex or hurt you in anyway so he will often hold his true desire to fuck you stupid back

However a man can only last so long...

Wear something slightly revealing while he's pent up? Yeah he's already on you, lips on your neck, fingers on your clit and coaxing you to let him sink into you

He loves you dearly and also often loves having you on top so he can see you bounce on his cock

Dirty talk all the way through, this man can degrade you, praise you, whatever you're into he'll do it just for you <3

[xkamheex]

IdolBF!Brian Ho

Idol Boyfriend Brian Ho X Reader

Genre: Smut

Work Count: 300

AN: I watched Brian’s livestream yesterday and thought of this. I’m not sure what it is, but honestly, I love it 🥰

CW: oral (f receiving), p in v, sexual content, non descriptive sex, munch Brian!!

IdolBF!Brian sometimes needs more reassurance than others, his job requiring a lot more confidence than he can muster.

IdolBF!Brian usually spends these times with you, his girlfriend, watching whatever tv show has caught your attentions and snuggling under a blanket.

IdolBF!Brian also likes to use this time to release his pent up frustration, starting off slow, teasing his long fingers up and down your inner thigh.

IdolBF!Brian sneaks his naughty little fingers into the waistband of your pants, his fingertips skating over your skin under them. He looks up at you, eyes begging for something more, which you so easily give him. Suddenly you’re allowing the man to pull your pants down, his body shifting lower on the couch until his pretty face was level with your clothed cunt.

IdolBF!Brian takes his time feasting on you, his tongue moving with precision as he draws you closer and closer to an orgasm, long slender fingers pumping in and out of your greedy entrance. He takes great pleasure in making you fall apart.

IdolBF!Brian talks you through each orgasm he gives you whether it’s his hands, his mouth, or his cock. He praises you with a tone so gentle it’s like his words wrap you up in a warm embrace, driving you even deeper into ecstasy.

IdolBF!Brian holds you so close as he fucks you, his hips stuttering slightly as he thrusts in, his hands holding your waist below him. He smirks to himself when your back arches off the couch, taking pride in the way he’s the only one who can make you fall apart so perfectly.

[vegan-peppermint]

Your boyfriend's couch

Tim x reader x Brian NSFW

Cw: rough sex, bondage, slight humiliation kink, DP, anal,dumification (have you ever been to Paris?)

(Not proof read, I wrote this in a fever dream after after a pathology exam- enjoy!)

read part 1 here

Wc: 1.9

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What a horrible person you are.

These words kept repeating in your head, settling deep as your hands worked the dough. The kitchen was drowned in darkness, save for the faint, amber glow of the hood light flickering above you. Shadows stretched long and heavy, pressing in. Across the room, a tiny ember flared in the gloom.

Brian sat on the couch, sprawled out without a care in the world. Legs stretched, arms draped carelessly over the backrest, his mask lazily perched just above his nose. A sharp inhale cut through the stillness, followed by the slow, deliberate exhale of smoke curling through the air. It drifted between you, thick and suffocating—much like the weight of the experience you both shared. His presence, indifferent and distant, made the cold feel even colder.

It was such a funny thing, you thought, how the very first thing you chose to do was cook dinner. Tim still hadn’t returned. The last thing you shared was a fight—not great, but normal nonetheless.

Yet here you were, another man's cum dripping from your cunt.

"Stop it." You jumped at Brian's sudden voice. "You're bouncing your leg like crazy."

"Sorry," you murmured. Anxiety and guilt were taking over you—of course you were fidgety. The only oddity was his reaction, or rather, the lack of it.

"How can you have no thoughts whatsoever about what happened?"

Brian exhaled another slow drag of smoke, lips pale in the dim light.

"How do you mean?"

You rolled your eyes and turned your back to him. You placed six small loaves on a tray before shoving them in the oven, slamming the small-windowed door shut. Talking to a goddamn psycho like him felt useless.

"I have plenty of thoughts about that," Brian finally said, his voice as even and unbothered as ever. A slow inhale, a pause, then the familiar exhale of smoke. "I just think none align with your perspective."

"My perspective," you laughed. "I don't think it's a matter of 'perspective,' Brian."

"Then what do you think?" a third voice joined in from the doorway.

You turned sharply toward the doorframe, heart skipping. Brian shifted in his seat, eyes averting Tim’s gaze—unlike yours, which were locked onto him completely.

Tim stood there, arms crossed and expression unreadable. His presence carried a great weight, the kind that pressed down on both of you.

He knew.

Brian didn’t look at him. You did. Your throat tightened, fingers twitching at your sides. The oven hummed behind you, the scent of warming dough filling the silence in your place.

Tim shook his head, eyes never leaving yours. The expression on his face could've been mistaken for disappointment—were it not for the slight tug at the corner of his mouth.

Oh fuck.

Tim grabbed your upper arm, yanking you towards him. The pressure bit into your flesh, drawing a sharp whimper from your lips. You did not dare protest his actions. Not when he shoved you against the wall. Not when he forced you to the floor. And certainly not when his hand slid up the nape of your neck, tangling in your hair, dragging you out of the kitchen and onto the living room sofa.

You did not resist him.

Not even when he called for Hoodie to join.

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“Mmmph…” you moaned as your mouth moved up and down Tim's cock. He kept your head steady with one hand, never allowing you to fully get a breath of air.

"To think I treated her so nicely," he said to Brian, who was sitting beside him on the couch. "Got her flowers, kissed her every night..."

Brian chuckled in response, his eyes following your bobbling head. He reached past Tim's hand and pushed your head down completely, causing you to choke. The tip of your boyfriend's dick bullying the back of your throat.

"Sometimes you gotta give a slut what she wants," he said.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you hesitantly looked up at Tim. He gazed down at you with a newfound curiosity, as if seeing you for the first time. But instead of giving in to your pleading expression, he used his free hand to pinch your nose.

You felt Brian's heavy hand grabbing your hair.

"F-fuck," Tim moaned pushing his hips upward.

Brian controlled your pace now, slower than Tim's but more deliberate. He'd pull you up little by little, watching your lips glide against Tim's length, then slam you back down.

"You want this, right?" Brian cooed as he crouched next to you, forcing you to deep throat Tim. You whimpered, your hands instinctively grabbing onto Tim's thighs in an effort to push yourself further away.

"Tsh-" Briand grabbed your wrists in one swift motion bringing them to your lower back. Your head now free, you take a big breath of air, eyes locked on Tim's.

"Such a pathetic little thing," Tim whispered almost to himself.

"Can't even get mad at such a dumb bitch, can you?" Brian laughed from behind you.

"Here," Tim said, shifting in his seat. "Use this." He finished his sentence as he passed his belt to Brian.

"W-wait," you stammered, the metallic clang of the buckle ringing in your ears. You instinctively turned toward the sound, but before you could focus, Tim’s hand slapped your face, forcing you back to him.

"Even when I'm right here, you still choose to look at him?" he spat, his words laced with warning.

"Tim, please, please wait-" you began but Brian cut you off.

"Fuck's sake, Tim, you gonna let her embarrass you like that?" he huffed as he tightened the belt around your wrists. "When she begged with me- and she begged a lot- it wasn't for me to stop."

You couldn’t ignore the amusement in his tone as your face flushed with embarrassment.

"Come on," Brian said, pulling you to your feet by the shoulders. "I'll show you how to fuck your girlfriend right."

Brian bit mockingly at your earlobe before pushing you down into Tim’s lap. Your legs straddled his sides, the sudden movement throwing you off balance. You had no way to react as your hands were tied behind you, but Tim caught you mere inches from his face—your lips brushing against his own. Your eyes, wide with uncertainty, flickered up to meet his as your heart skipped a beat.

His gaze was steady, the familiar warmth of your boyfriend peaking through like a quiet promise that you were going to be okay.

"Baby, please," you whimpered for him. With a sway of your hips, you brushed your folds against his tip. Your forehead rested on his as he aligned himself with your entrance.

"Mhm," you moaned as you felt his girth splitting your pussy open. The sleek sound of your juices was louder than the pounding of your heart as you sank lower, trying your best to accommodate him. You didn’t hold back the cry of bliss just as his eyes widened with pleasure.

He grasps the back of your head pulling you in for a much-desired kiss. He moves his lips in sync with yours, sliding his tongue into your mouth just the way he knows you like it.

Brian tugged at your restraints, reminding you of his presence.

"You never learn your lesson, do you, Tim?" he scoffed.

Breaking the kiss, you rolled your eyes at his remark. You didn't even have the chance to think of a comeback, when you felt Brian's dick gliding between your ass cheeks. Tim started moving his hips lazily, thrusting into you.

"Baby, don't act so innocently, I can feel you clenching around me eagerly," Tim mocked your worried expression, hands creeping up under your shirt to cup your breasts.

Brian started stretching you, pushing his tip in and out. Tim's fingers tugged at your nipple, twisting and pinching it playfully.

"Bet you're so eager to get stuffed," Brian said resting his hands on your hips. "Be good to me now and don't hold back, I wanna hear you screaming, bitch."

Nothing could've prepared you for the stretch and fullness you experienced when Brian pushed his massive cock into your ass. You moaned, breath hitching in your throat.

"F-fuck, fuck, fuck!" you cried out loud. Brian cursed, hands digging into your sides. "Agh,"you moaned the more he filled you.

"Relax, baby, come on," Tim encouraged, one of his hands letting go of your tits to your cunt. "You can take us both," he purred as his thumb circled your clit.

"Course she can," Brian growled as he bottomed.

Your whole world got blurry, your head feeling dizzy, The feeling of being so stuffed was too much, waves of pleasure washing over you. Brian's voice echoed through the haze, edging you on.

"That's what those holes were made for, right?"

You moaned and cried, head nodding desperately before you could even register the movement. "Yes, yes, please use me!" you sobbed shamelessly.

"See, Tim? Just gotta fuck her dumb," Brian chuckled.

As tears roll down your cheeks, they don't let you think as they begin sliding in and out of you in tandem. You feel them brushing against each other through you, slick juiced coating their cocks.

The stretch is phenomenal and their hands- fuck their goddamn hands! They roam your body, grabbing at your ass and tits, pulling and squeezing every part of your body. Tim licks around your nipple, sucking it gently. This makes you moan so beautifully.

You become increasingly breathless as they both work on you.

"F-fuck," Tim whimpered his thrusts becoming desperate. "You gonna take both our loads?" The head of his dick was bullying your tightening cunt.

You whined as you felt the knot in your stomach tighten. You became impossibly tight for both of them, milking them dry as your orgasm washed over you. Tim moaned as he bit down on your nipple once again, his cum filling you to the brim. Brian followed soon after, emptying his sack into your hole.

You were panting uncontrollably, your chest rising and falling with each desperate breath. Brian pulled out first, slapping your ass as a fair-well. Tim helped you get off him, but you gave out almost instantly falling to your side.

From this angle, both yourpreviously stuffed holes were visable, the sticky white cum oozing out of both your holes.

"Fucking whore," Tim finally agreed.

//Months later, part is finally here! Thank you so, so much @lucyy83 for commenting and I'm so sorry I kept you waiting for so long 😭😭 hope this lives up to your expectations!

As exams are ALMOST over (2 more to go!) I will post more often soon.

[taylormarieee]

Ride or Die, baby Brian O'Conner

Summary: Brian was your ride or die, always...

Pairing: Brian O'Conner x Fem!black!Reader

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: PiV sex, Riding, cowgirl, Brian being a tease(as per usual), reader being shy, slight angst, Jealous Brian, Jealous reader

A/N: This is dedicated to @dollyfl1rt my love. I hope you like your surprise!

Brian and you were inseparable. He was your ride or die. He was your everything.

It kinda hurt when he started to get more closer with Suki then you. You usually weren't the jealous type when it came to Brian and women, he was a literal chick magnet. Plus Suki wasn't a bad person at all, she was a really good friend of yours.

But when they started hanging out and having nicknames for each other, it kinda hurt because it became as if you didn't exist.

You eventually started hanging out with Roman more and really liked the dude. You hung out with him almost as much as you use to hang with Brian.

You two always rode together, went out to eat together, and sometimes just took walks and talked about the past together.

Everything you did with Roman was what you used to do with Brian, and you felt bad. You weren't trying to hurt Brian, you just wanted his attention, and you felt that if you went up to him to express your feelings, they would come out sounding jealous or selfish.

You eventually started to kinda avoid Brian because you felt bad but was scared to get confronted.

Eventually Brian and you started to text again and he began to ask you why you were avoiding him...

{ Texts from last week... From both points of view...

Bri🎀- Why you avoiding me baby?

My baby🌺- I'm not avoiding you Brian, why do you think that?

Bri🎀- well for one, you never text my full name unless your mad

Bri🎀- and two, you haven't talked to me for the last two weeks baby, what's wrong?

My baby🌺 -Bri, I just... I feel a little jealous of Suki, like i'm not mad at her, or you!

My baby🌺 -I just feel like you're distancing yourself from me... so I'm doing things with Rome more.

My baby🌺 -I didn't wanna say anything because I felt like I would sound selfish... I just miss you

Bri🎀- Awww baby, I'm sorry... It's nothing I promise, I didn't even notice I was making you feel that way.

Bri🎀- I'll make it up to you. Next week I'll come by the garage, ok? Spend some time with my favourite girl, yeah?

My baby🌺- Ok! See you Bri, I luv you!

Bri🎀 - I love you too my sweet girl.}

Today's the day where Brian is coming to hang or talk with you. You see his car pull up and immediately smile. You notice Roman is with him so you walk up to greet them both.

"Hey Roman! Hey Brian!" You say as you walk up to them. You were currently working at the car wash where Tej usually is. You were wearing a green bikini top with matching bottoms but had a sarong wrapped around your waist.

Your toned skin glistening in the miami heat as you have slight water droplets coating your chest and legs.

"Hey girl. Wassup? How ya doin?" Roman asks. He smiles at you and gives you a side hug. "I'm surviving I guess." You respond with a chuckle, "Trying to get through the torture Tej is putting me through." You say smiling while using your hand to shield the sun from your eyes.

"Hey baby, you doin' ok?" Brian asks, finally speaking up. His tone sounded annoyed with the whole altercation between you two but his face showed to be soft and sincere, loving almost as he admires your body.

"I'm ok Bri, how are you? How's ya car?" You ask smiling at him. He smiles back at you noticing it's a different smile then the one you gave Roman, he loves when you have a special smile for him and him only.

"My car's ok. Lookin nice and pretty." He says smiling, "How's your baby?" He asks motioning to your car in the parking lot.

"Oh she's doing good. Lookin nice and pretty." You say smiling as you repeat what he just said.

He laughs and so do you. You both were so engulfed in your conversation you both didn't even notice Roman was long gone.

"You look good." He says, eyes glazing over your body. Your face heats up more than it already has and you smile.

"Thanks, don't look bad yourself." You say letting out a slight giggle. You always giggled when you were nervous and Brian picked up on the habit a couple months ago.

"Why you nervous baby? Hmm? I make you nervous?" He asks leaning in closer to you as your back is now flush with your car. He whispers in your ear.

"You don't make me nervous Bri... I'm just hot." You say wiping sweat of your forehead.

"Well I know your hot, I mean who wouldn't think your hot but I know when you giggle like that, your nervous. I know you like I know my car." He says, his blue irises staring you down intently.

His blonde curls framing his face, god how badly you wanted to tug on them.

Before your able to say anything back, Roman's voice brings you both out of your intense staring and breathing. The tension between you two finally cut.

"Yo Brian! Let's go. I'm hungry!" He says walking to the car. Brian glances at Roman before looking back at you again.

"Meet me at my place tonight at 8:30 got it?" He says smirking at you before walking away, he didn't need to get your answer because he already knew what it was.

He winks at you as he enters his car and drives off with Roman. You wave bye and Roman and Brian wave back.

-TIMEJUMP-

It was now approximately 8:23 pm and you were arriving at Brian's place now. You knock on the door and wait a couple seconds before Brian finally comes into view with just a towel on.

You quickly cover up your eyes, "Woah bri! Cover yourself you little slut!" You say chuckling and giggling nervously again.

Brian doesn't say anything he just stands there. You assume he's gone so you remove your hand from your face only to be met with brian so close to your face.

You met with his chest at first considering Brian is 6'2, and when you look up you see Brian staring you down with a smirk on his face.

"I'm only a slut for you." He says with the biggest smirk on his face. You both stare at each other for a couple of seconds before you both are bursting out laughing.

He caresses your cheek before grabbing your hand and guiding you in his home. He stares at you once he closes the door and pushes you against the wall.

"Your mine baby, all mine." He whispers against your neck as his hands roam all over your body.

You whimper at his touch enjoying the familiar feeling that has now turned intimate.

"Brian..." You breathe out. He hums in your ear and you tug on his curls. It isn't until your hands touch his chest that you realize he's completely naked besides the towel around his waist.

"Brian... I think we should- fuck- I think we should slow down..." You moan out trying to gain your composure but Brians hands are already undoing your skirt zipper in the back and lifting up your t-shirt.

"You've been a tease all week. Making me all sad whenever you're with Rome. Always laughing with him, being with him. I gotta say baby, you've made me jealous."

You roll your eyes and chuckle, "Your one to talk Brian, all that hanging with suki has made me jealous and I told you this."

He is now the one to chuckle as he nips at your neck and his hands roam over your clothed pussy. Your hips jolt forward as he runs his finger up and down your slit.

Your soaking through you panties and he feels every bit of it. "You know I don't like Suki though." He starts.

"And you also know that Suki and Tej are dating, you just wanted some attention because your horny and can't do anything about it." He says as he picks you up, your legs instantly wrapping around his waist.

"T-That was not the reason Brian!" You say tugging on his hair harder eliciting a moan from Brian's lips.

"See how your- fuck- see how your not denying the fact that you knew?" He says with that charming and mischievous smirk on his face that just displays "I told you so" energy.

"Your annoying you know that?" You retort.

"Yet, you want this dick badly don't you?" He asks with that shit eating grin on his face that you so badly wanted to slap off his face.

But the throbbing between your legs was getting in the way of that feeling and you suddenly find yourself shaking your head yes at his question.

That makes him smile as he carries you to his bed. Your left in your bra and underwear and Brian is left with nothing on. You feel the pre-cum leaking from his warm, sticky tip.

You moan out at the feeling of his tip poking at your entrance. "Yea you like that mama?"

"You know your my ride or die right Brian?" You whimper out, feeling his hands caress your thighs.

"Well I'm mean your gonna ride me till I die anyway so..." He says and you playfully slap his arm and laugh a bit. He always knew how to turn everything into a joke.

"Yea my love, I know. Ride or die always." He says as he lines his tip to your entrance. You flip him over with all your strength and sink down onto him as you land on him.

"Oh fu-fuck Brian!" You say as he fills you up nicely. You feel the delicious stretch his cock gives you and you begin to slowly rock back and forth on him.

He groans and you feel dizzy already. That was the effect Brian had on you. Constantly making you feel dizzy and nervous.

But right now your on top and you feel dominant but baby trust me, he's the one in control of everything. Your hips movements, him slowly thrusting up into you, everything.

He tugs on your bra and panties. He has to keep pulling them to the side as he holds your hands behind your back as he thrusts up into you.

Your crying out his name at this point feeling tears in the rim of your eyes. Your body glowing in the moonlight from the small window he has in his room.

He can't believe that your finally his to take, his to finally fuck every time he wins a race or loses a race. He just wanted you all to himself.

You felt comfort in knowing you were his as he was yours. No lady could ever touch him unless it was Suki and you of course.

You loved how possessive he was of you and boy when he finally brought you to your orgasm and he came inside you and held you tight as your hips weakly tried to help you through your high and his, you knew that he was the one forever.

Brian O'Conner, your ride or die till the end of time. Always.

Taglist: @dollyfl1rt @dustbunniess

[creepy-friday]

PLS PLS PLS I NEED MORE PROXY THINGS I KEEP REREADING THE OLD ONES AND U WRITE SO WELL

Sure thing!I noticed a lot of people are rereading the old ones so I promise I will come back with more ideas!

Female!Proxy toughts Headcanons for every creep of the mansion

Warnings: foul language, suggestive themes, violence

Masky thinks he should've been in your place.He wants your attention but at the same time hates your guts.Always wants to pick a fight with you,maybe he's in such a contradiction with himself because your personality softened his sharp edges making him confused.

Hoodie acts all buddy-buddy with you when the two of you aren't on duty.He doesn't hide the way the tension rises from other people's perspective when he talks to you.He's simply curious about who you truly are,an individual like you in such a fucked up place and in such a high position is..intriguing to say at least.

Toby follows your orders and values your presence the most out of the other proxies he's biased. Because he's been taken advantage of many times,your humanity sparked his hope,he thinks that in you he can actually find something heart warming in this hell hole.

Cody is a little annoying at times.Since you didn't shove him off he deeply thinks you're into him,that's why he keeps on inviting you to see the dangerous shit he's creating.

Kate uses every chance she has to imply that you have sexual relationships with the proxies.She's isn't jealous nor wants to take your place,she simply sees herself as slightly superior since she's been here before you.

Jeff has personal issues with every resident near him,including you.He doesn't think of himself as highly as Masky tough.All the mocking and tantrums are because he doesn't belive your good intentions.

Ben is a fucking menace and fucks with your head since he knows you can't physically hurt him.He thinks you're by far the most interesting creep to watch.

EJ respects you.He thinks that you are disgusted by him almost as he is of himself given your role as a demon hunter.His insecurity made him give up any reason to try to talk to you.Watching from afar he knows you're one of the few residents that are still human by heart.

Liu has a very high opinion about yourself.You already proved to be a good person to him when you took EJ's side in an argument with Masky.He would make conversation with you whenever you two are around.

Sully might act like Liu around you so that he can see more of you.Just like other creeps,he fantasies about having a hand to hand spare with you.He talks to you like you're a pice of meat sometimes but he acknowledges your strength.

Slenderman's presence is being known by his general sickness to the other creeps but the fever is high and tormenting when it comes to you.It's clear that he favors you and the fact that he chose you as his watchdog is enough to bring your confidence skyrocket.

Jane watches you from afar.She thinks you're a good fit to be a leader.Surprisingly,she agreed with your every decision and never had anything to add or to take.

Zero is jealous of you and your high status.She despises your guts and would team up with anyone to put you down or to shame you.She's a bitch but I bet she would fuck you tough.She's the "do I want to be her or be with her?"

Clockwork likes how a woman is top shit and she treats you as an equal.Might ask you for your opinion and expects you to listen to hers as well.She thinks you're a good leader.

Nina adores you.You genuinely had a good impact on her mental health and looks up to you.She would be shocked if you would hurt her in any way,after everything she went trough all she needs is a friend.The choice is yours.

Sally thinks that you are really cool and wishes you would take that mask off more often.Since you don't brush her off like the others she's looking forward to talk to you when you're not busy.Confidently slips tea parties invites down your door.

Bloody Painter is mostly indifferent to the power dynamics in the mansion.Sure,he will be respectful to you since that's in his personality but he's apathetic to anything that isn't "aesthetically pleasing".He judges a book by its cover and the ghoul-like design on your mask makes him believe you're no different from the creatures you encounter in the forest.Misunderstanding at its best

[an-3moia]

Rainy Days

Context: Just a random 1shot I wrote inspired from random nature-under-the-rain pictures I scrolled through on Facebook.

"You don't like the rain?"

"No."

The sweet sounds of giggles echoes in the air along with the sound of rain as the raven haired girl dances around the grassy field under the grey sky. Droplets of water dripping down from dark clouds floating upon the couple’s heads, tapping lightly on their skin and clothes, making everything feels a tad bit colder and wetter. He stared at her small figure meekly stepping on the water puddles, seemingly enjoying the way the surface ripples whenever she set foot on it. The man has never seen her this giddy before, almost child-like with how excited she is at the moment. 

Hell, he rarely sees her react to anything at all. This is the first time after all the nightmarish events that happened back at her old home. And after seven months of stalking her, albeit all the crazy shit they’ve been through basically why she looks so out of it these days, he kind of misses seeing her happy if he's being honest.

"Why would anyone hate the rain?"

She asked him, almost innocently.

"It's wet. Gloomy. Pretty depressing." 

Replied the hooded man as he silently observing his little sweetheart-of-a-victim started jumping over the puddles and nearly tripping herself a few times. Why in the living hell was he standing here, tolerating her childish joyful moment under the rain at the risk of getting them both sick again? Since when did he get so soft around her like this? He could've just swiftly drugs her and bring her back to The Boss immediately if he knew any better, yet he just... didn't.

"Well…” The shorter girl trailed. “It brings me comfort. Never leaving me alone with my thoughts, keeping me company as long as It's allowed to stay."

The older male quirks a brow at her voice, tilting his head to the side the moment she stops splashing water under her boots, curious to know what kind of thoughts has been running inside that pretty little head of hers. He shifts his weight on the other leg, folding his arms then gives her a look, silently motioning her to elaborate.

"I think It was just as lonely.” Mumbled the girl as she stared up at the crying sky. “Maybe It wanted a friend, a company to share a quick moment before It's gone again."

She turns back to look at him, a twinge of melancholy appears inside her dark eyes. A soft smile splattered on her tired face then, the same smile that warmed up, and still bringing the same warmth to his cold heart after all these months of knowing each other.

"I wanted to be there for It, just like when It was for me."

Ah.

Damn her for being such a sweet soul. She's making this mission even more difficult than it already should've been.

"... Yer' hella weird."

An dramatic, offended gasp was heard.

"Am not!"

“Are too.”

The hooded man sighs and chuckles, shaking his head at the now-pouty female's antics. His southern accent slips up as he slowly starts to relax. Brian ran a hand through his wet hair, taking a deep breath before deciding to give in and join Alex in her fun.

He shouldn't have gotten close to her. He should NEVER have gotten close to any of their victims at all, it will only make everything more difficult to handle later on if things go south. But then there he is, poking fun and acting like he didn't drag her into this shithole himself and ruining her life like the bastard he always has been, as if they were just normal friends having their wacky moment under the rain with each other.

“You’re a meanie.” The girl grumbles under her breath, lightly kicking the puddle to splash water at him as he approaches her slowly, a smug expression present on his face.

“Trust me when I say ya don’t even know the half of it, sugar.” 

The tall male smirks, reaching a hand out to pet her head in a (teasingly) condescending manner, making the usual stoic girl frown at him before swatting his hand away with a grumpy demeanor. This only makes him laugh harder from how adorable she looks in his eyes.

“Not funny, Brian.”

“Can’t help it, lil’ dove.”

For the time being, he thinks it’s probably the best to just sit back and relax before the storm actually comes crashing on the both of them. Who knows how long peaceful moments like these can last?

English is not my first language, hope you guys don't mind a few grammar errors here and there</3 For anyone that's reading this, thank you so much!! Hope you all enjoyed and have a good day/night<33

[swetblom]

𑁥ಎ miami heat wave ♡ c. the heat isn’t the only think creeping up brian’s neck, standalone.

the miami heat has been unbearable the past few days, rising so quickly that no one is happy about it. well, most guys don’t mind—girls are wearing smaller clothes, and that’s always a sight to behold. but not for brian. he doesn’t look at anyone but you. only you. and to say he’s content with that would be an understatement.

you’ve been spending more time at his apartment lately, taking refuge in his stronger ac, and brian can’t help but enjoy the sight of you. hair up, one of his loose shirts clinging to your body from the sweat dripping down your skin, small shorts—or sometimes just underwear—on your lower half to let as much air touch you as possible. you grumble about the heat, and brian, ever the opportunist, makes a joke about how the weather isn’t the only hot thing in miami. you send him a look, unamused, which he easily wipes away with a silly kiss.

today is no different—scorching weather, brian’s jokes—but this time, the two of you decided to grab lunch at your favorite place after work. brian says he’s making it up to you for the miserable heat, though it almost irritates him that he can’t just fix the temperature himself. this is the best he can do. most of the seating is outside, and while he would have preferred the comfort of air conditioning, you insist on feeling the ocean breeze. so, as always, brian does as you ask.

as you both wait to be seated, brian notices a man sitting not too far from the center of the restaurant. his eyes are on you, scanning you in a way that instantly annoys brian. you, blissfully unaware, are too focused on the sun beating down on the front half of your body. between the heat and the stranger’s lingering stare, brian shifts, stepping in front of you with his back to the man—coincidentally blocking the sun as well.

the immediate relief makes you sigh. “thanks, bri. i swear i was gonna melt,” you say, smiling up at him, eyes warm despite the heat. brian barely processes his own words, too caught up in you. “no problem, sweetheart.”

once you’re seated, his attention remains on you, though he shifts subtly to continue blocking the man’s view. this time, he lets his gaze flicker over, sending a silent warning. when he looks back, you’re running an ice cube along your neck, eyes closed in pure relief. brian swallows. “i got it,” he mutters, plucking the ice cube from your fingers. he presses it against your skin himself, watching a pleased shiver run through you as your eyes close. “you’re so sweet.” brian only hums, his fingers lingering against your damp skin. If only you knew.