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mamisfavmosher · 9 months

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Hi I love ur writing so much and I was wondering if you’d write something for poly judgment day with overstimulation and like the reader crying but In a good way u know.

thank you!! I appreciate that and I'm glad you enjoy it:)))

kept waiting // poly!judgment day x fem!interviewer! reader

SMUT - MINORS DNI

I hadn't planned on doing this. In fact, it was completely unexpected. The members of the Judgment Day had made it clear that they were going to be the ones to give me a ride back to the hotel from the arena after the show was finished and I had every intention of leaving with them. Unfortunately for me, my boss had other plans.

He had scheduled me for an interview at the last moment with the winner of the main event and I had no choice but to comply. There was no time for me to contact any of the four people waiting on me, so I was simply hoping they would stick around till I was finished.

I ended the quick interview with a small congratulation to the winner and swiftly headed toward the exit. Once outside, I immediately spotted the dark group, looks of annoyance painted on all of their faces.

"Sorry, guys! I had to do a last minute interview-" I began to apologize, but Rhea was quick to cut me off.

"Get in the car. We've been ready to leave for thirty minutes now." She spoke with a frustrated tone. I muttered another apology and climbed into the car. The ride to the hotel was silent and tense.

Once we arrived, the boys gathered all of the luggage while Rhea dragged me along to check in at the front desk. I sat on a sofa while Rhea managed the reservation, occasionally shifting my gaze outside to see if the boys needed any help.

The three men lugged all of the suitcases inside the hotel lobby and waited for Rhea and I over by the elevators. Glancing up, I noticed Rhea had been given the key cards and she was already walking back over to me.

We made our way over to the boys and gathered into an elevator in silence. The faint music played in the background as an eerie reminder that the members of the Judgment Day were not in good moods. I clambered out into the hallway once the doors slid open enough for me to escape and held out a hand towards Rhea.

"Can I have my room key, please?" I quietly asked. She scoffed in annoyance before grabbing onto my wrist and pulling me down the hallway. Helplessly stumbling over my feet, we stopped in front of a room door and Rhea pulled out her key card.

Swinging the door open, she allowed Damian to set her luggage inside the room and smirked before saying, "We switched up the room arrangements. You'll be staying in my room tonight. The boys will be back in a few minutes to help."

I stood and watched as Damian also placed my suitcase inside the room, soon asking, "What are they helping with?". The boys walked over to their own room as Rhea gently pushed me inside and closed the door.

"You'll see. Just wait on the bed." Rhea smirked and lightly shoved me onto the bed. Nervously, I watched as she moved around the room doing little things here and there before there was a knock at the door. I noticed the mischievous grin on her face as she let the boys inside. They all gathered around the bed and I cautiously looked around at them.

"What's going on? What are you doing?" I directed my question toward Dom who instantly looked at Rhea to respond.

She leaned down to get closer to me and whispered, "We don't like to be kept waiting." I opened my mouth to ask what she meant by that before I remembered how they had to wait thirty minutes for me to finish working. "And after tonight," She moved some hair behind my ear and kissed my cheek. "You'll never be late again." I felt her lips on my neck as she started to work on leaving marks. "Understood?"

"But it wasn't my fault! Adam Pearce wanted me to take the last interview, I swear!" I attempted to defend myself.

Damian grabbed my jaw and slowly kissed me. "You could've told him you had people waiting on you, princesa. He would have found someone else to take the interview." He lightly scolded you.

"But-" My rebuttal was interrupted by Finn shushing me. Him and Dom worked on getting my heels off, lightly kissing their way up my legs. I whimpered as their hands roamed my upper thighs.

Dom leaned over me to give me a quick kiss. "We're gonna keep you waiting just like what you did to us, baby." He pecked my lips once more before hiking my dress up to my waist.

"It was all Dom's idea in the first place." Rhea chuckled. She pulled her face away from my neck and smiled down at me. "He didn't like the fact that you were in there being all friendly with someone while you left us out in the cold." She snarled, yanking my dress all the way off my body.

I shivered at the cool air brushing my skin, small goosebumps rising to the surface. "It's my job! What was I supposed to do?" I protested.

"Quiet." Finn demanded and dragged my panties down my legs, his hand coming up to gently scratch the inside of my thigh. "I believe we decided on thirty minutes. Right, lads?" Damian and Dom nodded while Rhea's smirk grew.

"That's right, Finn. Thirty minutes that we-" Damian tweaked my nipple with his fingers. "Are going to play with that pretty pussy as much as we want, and you..." His hand groped my breast harshly as his lips lowered to my ear. "Well, sweetheart. You won't be cumming at all." The smile he wore was sadistic and mean.

I gave them all my best puppy dog eyes before murmuring, "Totally not fair." Dom rolled his eyes in annoyance, quickly moving his head in between my legs and licking a stripe through my folds. I gasped at the sudden action. He pulled himself away and I watched as the three other members of the group gathered near the end of the bed, their eyes all shifting in between my legs.

"Go ahead, Dom Dom. You can take the first turn." Rhea ruffled his hair and gently pushed him back to lay on the bed in front of me. As soon as he was situated, his tongue started lapping at my clit. I moaned out as the pleasure coursed through me, my hands reaching down to tangle in his hair.

"No, baby." Rhea tutted and grabbed my hands. "You're not allowed to touch us tonight." I whimpered as Dom flicked his tongue against me, too busy to notice Rhea tying my hands to the bed post with her purple bandana.

I whined as I felt the pleasure building up in me. "Dom Dom, please." My breathing picked up as I yanked at the bandana. Just as I was about to reach my climax, he pulled his head away and grinned at me.

"Tastes so good, chica." He admired his work on my pussy by gently running his fingers through my folds. I shivered when he brushed my clit. "I'll be back for seconds after these guys get their turns." Dom winked and moved off the bed only to be replaced by Finn.

His fingers worked to spread me out, making my pussy more visible for everyone. I shyly looked away as they all stared at my body. Rubbing his thumb back and forth on my clit, I moaned as I could already feel the sensitive tingle taking place. Finn pinched at the bundle of nerves before using more of his fingers to rub in fast circles. Feeling the build up in my stomach again, I shut my eyes tight and let out a moan, but quickly cut myself off with a gasp as Finn pulled his fingers away.

"No, please! I was so close." I pouted. The four of them chuckled at my state of distress.

"Don't start whining yet, baby. We're not even close to being done." Damian said in a demeaning tone. He replaced Finn on the bed, his tongue diving between my folds. I moaned out as I could already feel my climax quickly approaching again.

Damian lifted his head, let a drop of his spit fall onto my pussy, and smeared it around with his fingers. Letting out a high pitched whine, my body jerked at the overstimulating sensation. "Please! Please can I come? Please?" The words fell out of my mouth quickly as I could feel myself reaching the edge.

My orgasm was ruined as Damian pulled himself away with a smirk. Tears started to build up in my eyes as I caught my breath. My core was throbbing after being edged three times already.

"Aww. You gonna cry for us, pretty girl?" Rhea cooed as she came face to face with my pussy. "Go ahead. You know how much Mami loves it when you cry for her." She kissed my clit and I whimpered. "Such a good girl for us."

All of sudden, she thrusted two of her fingers inside of me, immediately finding a fast rhythm to pump them in and out. She used her lips to suck hard on my clit, pulling moans and sighs from my mouth. I writhed on the bed under her assault, feeling the coil wind up in my stomach again. The tears were rolling down my cheeks as she only worked faster. Dom came over, kissing and licking at the tear streaks while petting my hair. "Mami, please! I'm gonna come!" I cried out.

She pulled away and harshly slapped my pussy. "No, you're not." I watched as she leaned over me to untie my hands from the bed post, pulling me to sit up once I was free. "Dom, I believe you wanted seconds?" Rhea motioned for Dom to come over to us.

Damian sat on the bed next to me and Rhea positioned me so that I was laid on my stomach across one of his legs, my upper body lying between his arm and side. Mami came around so she could face me and instantly began kissing me, her hands raking through my hair. My lips parted as I gasped, Dom's tongue working feverishly against me. Damian's hands were massaging my sides as I heard a familiar buzzing sound. "Ready, lass?" Finn asked.

"Ready for what-" I inhaled sharply as he brought the vibrator to my clit. More tears gathered in my eyes as the sensations became overwhelming.

"You're such a pretty girl when you're crying for us." Mami placed a soft kiss on both of my eyelids. "Our sweet babygirl." She kissed me again, her tongue fighting its way into my mouth.

I moaned loudly as I was brought to the brink once more. "Please let me come! I'll never be late again-" Dom and Finn both pulled away and I immediately broke down. My sobs rang throughout the room as my pussy throbbed. "No, no, no..." I repeatedly mumbled. "Mami, please! I'm sorry I was late!" Rhea shut me up with another quick kiss.

"Quiet, babydoll. You gotta learn your lesson." She said as she circled back around to face the boys. Damian chuckled as he pulled me up to sit on his lap, tears still continuously streaking down my cheeks as sobs weakly shook through my body. He leaned me back so I was facing the rest of the group and his hands held my legs open.

Finn licked his lips before bringing his hand to my pussy again and rubbing in fast circles. I threw my head back against Damian's shoulder as I cried out in overstimulation. "Finn... please..." I sobbed.

Him and Dom took turns bringing me to the edge over and over again until I was a mumbling mess.

"Alright, boys. I think she's had enough." Rhea snickered. Damian put my legs down and gently patted my pussy, his fingers sneakily running through my arousal. My body jerked at the action and he laughed before kissing my head.

"I love it when she cries." Dom muttered in awe, his hands coming up to cup my cheeks, the pads of his thumbs swiping at my still falling tears.

"Don't we all, Dom." Rhea agreed. "C'mon, beautiful. Let's clean you up." My eyes widened as I realized they were finished. They were being serious earlier when they told me I wouldn't be finishing tonight.

My mouth opened and closed in a loss of words. "But, Mami-" I shut my mouth when she gave me a pointed look. "Dom?" I looked to Dom to see if he felt any pity. He merely shook his head and shrugged at me. "Finn?" My voice was weak and soft from the amount of crying that had ensued. He patted my leg before kissing my cheek.

"This is part of your lesson, love. We told you that you weren't allowed to come tonight." He said while standing up.

"Damian, please... I need it." I looked up at the man behind me, his resolve fading only slightly before Rhea came back with a wet washcloth.

"Stop tempting the boys. None of us are letting you get off tonight. You gotta learn the hard way." She leaned down to kiss me before she kneeled to clean the mess between my legs. "Talk to Mami, baby. Are you ever going to keep us waiting again?" She asked with raised eyebrows.

I instantly shook my head, a few more tears falling down my cheeks, murmuring, "No, Mami. Promise." I quietly sobbed as she finished cleaning me up, her soft hands coming to smooth my tears away. She gently kissed my cheek before helping me lay down in the bed.

The boys quietly left the room and Rhea got comfortable in the bed behind me. "Goodnight, pretty girl." She maneuvered her leg in between mine, right up against my pussy.

This was going to be a sleepless night.

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jungwooforever · 2 years

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Promise, you’ll come back for me. [PART ONE]

“Please hold me, even if it’s just for tonight.”

Parings : Vampire Host Yuta x Fem reader

Summary: After breaking off your two year long relationship with your ex, your best friend Karina decides you need to have fun again. Drink, flirt with guys, and get back in the dating scene. But her idea of a good time is a little different than yours. Leaving you at a booth with a handsome stranger for an hour, despite him being a host, something seems different about him. But what exactly.

Word Count: 7,968

Genre: Romance, Thriller, Horror, Slowburn strangers to lovers

Contains: alcohol consumption, cursing, SMUT: oral female receiving, unprotected sex (yuta pull out game hella strong), thigh riding, blood.

Authors Note: PART ONE IS FINALLY DONE. Thank you for everybody who reblogged and liked I was so surprised at all the interest this fic has gotten. I hope you all enjoy! It took me longer than I thought it would tbh I just kept adding to the plot, and I didn’t want to make this to long so i decided to make a part two that will be coming out soon! ENJOY!!

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“Come on y/n,” Karina said grabbing your hands sightly squeezing.

“I don't know, I don't think I'm ready to meet new people.” You said, eyes staring at the floor beneath you both.

“You won't have to meet new people, well you will, but it's not real! It's just pretending and if you don't like it we can leave. I think it will be fun, plus I know how much you love drinking.” She said letting go of your arm and sitting back into her seat across from you.

It really couldn't hurt having a night out, getting drunk, and forgetting. It's just the idea of a Host Club that you can't get over. You had always heard about them but they seemed so wild, you didn't know if you could handle being in a position like that. I mean, having attractive guys flirt with you and getting unlimited drinks sounded amazing but were you ready to start moving on?

“You don't have to decide right now, I just think it would be fun to go together. Plus when you were with Kun you never really got to experience things that this. Your young and hot, come on now you only live once.” She said fixing her posture and picking up her coffee cup eyes still waiting for you to show some sort of reaction. “Okay if you do decide to come with me, no pressure, I’ll pay for your hour and buy you a new outfit.”

This caught your attention.

“Okay well, now I can't turn it down if it's free.” You said finally looking up to see her glaring at you with her eyebrows raised.

“ I didn't think that would work but deal, I was thinking we could go tomorrow night. Since it'll be Friday I think all the hosts should be there so you’ll have a better selection.” She said pulling out her phone to check the time. “We still have a good two hours before most of the stores close, wanna find something now?” She said picking up her purse and stuffing her phone inside.

“Yeah sure” You both picked up all your things and left the coffee shop, following her down the strip of stores, Karina was loaded with money after selling her business so she always loved spoiling you.

After shopping till the stores were about to close you ended up finding a short deep red dress with a lace-up back that look a little too good to be on the cheaper side. However, Karina did convince you to get the Prada satin heels that were more than your rent. While shopping she explained the basics of what the host clubs involved and her past experiences.

She explained how the hosts pay more attention to the rich women hoping they spend more on their following visits so looking expensive was important. Which sounded shallow but it was their job to bring in money.

“My host is Taeyong, you'll meet him tomorrow. He’s so handsome and charming and he writes music. He's so sweet but he has such a devilish look to him. I think there’s something between us, he texts me and always asks me to come back and see him. You could always pick him, but sometimes it is nice to have someone give you their full attention. Plus there are 9 of them so you'll have tons of options. They are all so different it's really funny to see them interact.”

She goes on describing her first time and the setting and the people there, you can tell she likes Taeyong and it worries you a little bit.

“Okay well! See you tomorrow! I’m excited, I'll pick you up at 7!” You both walk your separate ways and head home.

Tucking yourself into bed you can help but worry, are you even ready to start going out again? It’s just, that this is completely different than a club or a bar, paying for somebody’s company just sounds so desperate. But I guess you can’t hate it until you try it. Rolling over onto your side you finally start to fall asleep.

Since it was a Friday you had the day off, so naturally, you slept in. There were a couple of hours until you and Karina would help out so most of your day was spent lounging. When 6 came around you started to get ready. Curling your hair, putting on makeup, wearing your favorite jewelry. You hadn’t dressed up like this in a while, it’s not that you couldn’t, Kun just wanted to keep you to himself so going out dressed up always ended in him starting an argument.

Seven rolled around and Karina pulled up to your apartment. You both look gorgeous and expensive. When you arrived the nerves started to kick in, you didn’t know what to expect it was such a strange concept but you carried on and tried to shove the anxiety down.

When you both walked in it felt like you were instantly on a different planet. The dim but beautiful lighting, the dark elegant walls, and decorations. It was quite feminine with laced trims on the curtains and couch cushions. It looks like something out of a movie. A voice pulled you back out of your thoughts,

“Please follow me this way” the tall man spoke to you and Karina. She must check in with him while you were admiring the scene.

“Miss Karina please have a seat here, Taeyong will be out to greet you shortly. Any specific drinks for tonight?”

Karina sat, setting her bag down next to her a nicely dressed man came handed her a small white towel and placed a black napkin over her lap. “Hm not yet, I’ll have to see want Tae is in the mood for.” A Small conversation started between the two.

Another man dressed the same as the first came from behind you “Miss, follow me and I’ll show you where you will be seated this evening.”

You cleared your throat to get Karina to look up at you “Just text me if you want to leave, but try to enjoy yourself y/n you deserve it.” You nodded.

Turning back to the man, you followed him to a table with a booth-style bench on one side and three chairs on the other. One light hung from the ceiling lighting up the table in front of you, but leaving the rest of the roof fairly dark. He set a menu down on your table and another man came and handed you the small towel and napkin just like he did for Karina.

You saw a tall figure walk and sit next to Karina putting his arm around her shoulder. That must be Taeyong. You couldn’t make out a face but he must be charming based on the elegant way he carried himself.

“Are you familiar with how the Host Club system works?” The man who seated you asked.

“Karina briefly explain it to me.”

“ Well since it is your first visit, we will have three Host come out at a time, we have a total of 9. Once you have met and had brief introductions with all of them we will have you choose your Shimei which is your host for your visits with us. You will not be able to switch your host so please chose carefully. They will head over soon, can I get you anything else?”

“Oh, no thanks. Thank you.” and with that, he left you alone at the table.

Not long after three men approached.

“May we sit with you? ” One spoke up, he was tall and slender with wide shoulders and a sharp jawline.

“Oh yes of course.” You could barely make eye contact with them. They were all so intimidating and with the darkened lighting you hoped they couldn’t see the blush on your cheeks.

“Thank you for joining us, we are happy to have you.” Another spoke up, this one shorter, he had a youthful complexion and a sweet voice. “Have you ever been to a host club dear?”

“Oh no I haven’t it’s my first time.” The nerves started to set in, three hot guys were sitting right across from you and you had to choose one. Shit there was going to be 9, and they were just the first three and you could barely even talk to them.

“That’s okay pretty girl, we’ll teach you everything you need to know. My name is Johnny. ” The last one spoke up this time. He was even taller than the first one and had a kind smile. He looked the scariest but had such a sweet aura you couldn’t help but feel more at ease when he spoke.

“I’m Doyoung” The first one spoke up. “We hope any nerves your feelings will fade away. You look gorgeous by the way.” He offered you a smile that melted your heart. He was so attractive in a classy prince type of way. He had such a beautiful face that you’d only see in an old painting.

“So gorgeous, I hope we can get to know each other well. But most of all, I wish to know you. I’m Haechan. I’d be honored if you chose me, beautiful.” The last one spoke, his eyes looked directly into yours, he was so smooth with his words it almost felt like you were in a film. You couldn’t hold his stare, it was too much you’d thought you crumble.

“You all are so kind, I wasn’t expecting such a warm welcome.” You grazed over all their faces taking in all their features. They were all so beautiful and picking just one would be devastating.

“Time is up gentlemen, please say your goodbyes.” The man who had seated you spoke up, you hadn’t even noticed he had approached your table.

“I pray this goodbye is not forever darling.” Said Doyoung as he stood with the other men. They all said their goodbyes and left swiftly off to their other guests.

“With your permission, I will send the next three hosts over.” The man spoke.

“Yes of course thank you.”

The man left and right away another set of hosts approached you and asked to be seated to which you agreed. These three were just as charming and good-looking as the last three. Taeil was quiet and kind and had the prettiest eyes, Jaehyun was more muscular and athletic looking and he spoke so seductively you thought you would explode. The last of the three was Taeyong, Karina’s host. You felt kind of bad that he was pulled away from her so you decided right away not to choose him. But when you looked over to see who was with Karina you saw her laughing with a tall blonde man which eased your guilt. After small conversations and them flirting, they left you with the weight of making a decision again. They were all so attractive and sweet, but you kept reminding yourself it wasn’t real so it wouldn’t matter who you picked in the end.

The last three arrived and you were honestly starting to feel exhausted. It was hard work talking to attractive guys and the pressure of keeping a composed graceful image was starting to tire you out.

Following the same in the last two groups, one spoke up and asked if they could join you and of course, you agreed.

“You look beautiful, I don’t know what we did to deserve you joining us.” You realized it was the tall blonde man you saw talking to Karina earlier. He looked way better up close, with bright eyes and a cheery smile. He was so handsome and cute at the same time. “I’m Jungwoo, it’s nice having you here with us.” He felt genuine and if the lighting were brighter you could have sworn he was blushing. The way he was looking into your eyes made you flustered. He was good. Maybe you’d pick him.

“Jungwoo, let us have a chance at least before you swoon her.” Another spoke up breaking your train of thought almost as if he could read your mind. “I’m Mark, but truly it’s nice having you here with us tonight.”

“I’m Yuta.” The last man spoke up. His dark eyes and stare instantly grabbed yours. He was the complete opposite of Jungwoo. “I hope you enjoy yourself tonight, after all, it’s all about you.” He smiled, but his smile was so much different than the rest. It felt almost erotic the way he stared you down. Making you want to slide down your seat and crawl away. He didn’t say much after that, but your libido was skyrocketing. the other two men carrying the conversation. Asked you where you were from and what you liked to do for fun, complementing you every chance they got. Every once in a while Yuta would add something to what the others were saying or ask a question of his own. Even though he was so quiet he was so captivating. You couldn't help but look at him even when the others would speak to you.

This time went by fast and before you knew it the man approached again and told the hosts to say their goodbyes. They say goodbye not, without trying their best to charm you of course and with that, you were left to make your decision. Who would you pick? They were all so handsome and charming and made for really good company. But you can stop thinking about Yuta. He didn’t say much, the others talked about where they were from and what they liked to do. But Yuta stayed quieted almost like he was observing you, it was a little creepy at first but it was honestly endearing and you couldn’t help but squeeze your legs together from the way he wouldn’t take his eyes off of you. It feels like he was listening to everything that you were saying there was going to be a quiz. He didn’t compliment you as much as the other men but his eyes wandered from your eyes to your chest to your hands, your lips, and back up to your eyes taking in every part of you uncovered almost like a wolf to its prey. When he did sneak in a compliment you couldn’t help a blush. He was so interesting and unknown you had no choice but to pick him.

And not long after picking your Host, he returned to spend his night with you.

“Is this your first time at a Host club?” The man across from you asks. Preparing your drinks with such attention you couldn’t help but watch his hands. His black hair falls to frame his face as he slightly leans his head down careful not to spill one drop of the dark red wine he poured you.

“I’m sorry what was that?” You said shyly avoiding his eyes and looking up to you opting to look into your lap.

“Is this your first time at a Host Club?” He repeated in such a sweet tone you’d think he had practiced it a million times. It didn’t fit his appearance. He wore an all-black suit, but removed the blazer when you both sat down, and had the first two buttons of his white shirt undone showing you just a peak of his collar bones when he moved his shoulders.

“Ah, yeah it is. My friend convinced me to come. She said it’s a fun way to get to know people.” You turned your attention back to his face finally looking up to meet his gaze. You didn’t examine his features until now, he had dark eyes almost black, his lips were perfectly shaped, and you couldn’t help but wonder what he kissed like. And he had such a strong yet feminine build. Wide shoulders with a small waist, and an awfully pale complexion. He handed you the drink with both hands making sure not to spill any.

“Oh thank you.” Take the tall glass and shake yourself out of your thoughts.

“Of course, a beautiful girl like you deserves to enjoy herself. You said you were from Osaka correct? I was born there as well” He said finishing off his glass the same he did you. You could feel your cheeks warm up again and the tension in your lower stomach build up again. You had to remind yourself it was his job to make you feel special, and god damn it was working.

You took a sip of the drink it tasted just as expensive as it looked.

“I haven’t been there in so long, I miss it“ He continued. “I haven’t met anyone from there since I moved, it must have been fate for us to meet. Let’s go back together one day,” he said with a smile.

The alcohol already buzzing in your system, Yuta refilled your glass before you could even realize it was empty. Bringing out the drunk confidence you and slowly shoving down all of your nerves. You couldn’t help playing along with his game.

“Mmm, we must be soul mates.” You replied.

“Y/n a woman as perfect as you, I could only dream of that.”

It’s just his job. It’s just his job. He wants money. You paid for him to treat you like this, but no matter how many times you tell yourself, you couldn’t stop the reaction your already blushed face showed. The butterflies in your stomach and sexual tension you were sure was only one-sided were starting to make you nauseous.

He saw your heated reaction at his compliment, his signal to place his hand atop yours. Sending chills down your spine, it’s been so long since you’ve had a romantic experience with a man let alone felt turned on by a stranger. But that’s not what caught your attention, why were his hands so cold?

Yuta sensed this immediately, “I apologize, I had just poured your drink I didn’t even think about how cold my hands much be.” He didn’t bother pulling his hands back, instead, he began to trace circles around the area near your thumb.

“It’s okay. But can I, can I just say something personal?”

Strong expensive alcohol is not your friend.

“Of course y/n. Tell me anything” Those eyes, dark and intense made you want to tell him everything you’ve ever thought.

“I just got out of a relationship, he was such a dick Yuta. I wasn’t happy but it was still so hard to leave him. We had been together for so long and I haven’t been flirted with or called pretty in such a long time, and you are so handsome and nice and your friends are so handsome and nice and I feel like I’m in a movie. And these drinks are so good I haven’t drank in years it feels like and I feel like there are butterflies in my stomach and I can’t get them out.” What the fuck was wrong with you?

He pulled his hands back but didn’t stop looking at you. Readjusting his posture his face looked like he was searching for what to say to your drunken word vomit.

“I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have told you all that, oh my god I’m so embarrassing.” You crossed your arms down on the table and laid your head on top of them trying to manifest a phone call to have an excuse to leave with whatever dignity you had left.

“Don’t apologize.” He spoke up, placing his hand on your cheek and slowly leading your head back up to level with him. “There is nothing to be sorry about. I understand this is a little out of your comfort zone. I’m here for you. Tell me everything, I want to know it all. ” He sounded so fucking genuine. How were you gonna say no?

Before you knew it your hour was up and you were wasted. Face now flushed a deep red and hair slightly messy from how often you adjusted it. Words are slurred and vision starting to blur your peripheral vision.

“I can only pray you to come back to see me y/n. There’s something special between us. You are my soul mate after all.” Yuta stood up from the table excusing himself before you could process what he even said.

“Y/n come on it’s time for us to leave grab your bag. Jesus, you wasted as fuck.” Karina came up from behind you helping you stand from the booth.

“Yuta was so nice Karina. I had such a good time he listened to me and made me yummy drinks he was so handsome and perfect he told me he’s my soul mate. How much do I have to pay him for him to be my boyfriend forever.” Half of your weight was on Karina as she lead you to her car.

“Well, your soul mate left you his number,” Karina said placing your bags into the car and beginning to drive off. “Maybe he’ll message you wedding plans.” You couldn’t her sarcasm with how wasted you were.

Your phone dinged.

An unknown number - Please come back soon y/n I miss you. -Yuta

Before you could reply your eyes felt so heavy and you fell asleep, leaving him waiting for a reply.

The next morning was rough. Head pounding and body sore, it had been a while since you had gotten so incredibly wasted. How did the hosts do this every night? Yuta had drunk more than you had but he seemed far better off than you.

Yuta.

How could you forget about the club last night? You pretty much told him your whole life story, good and bad parts. How could you ever face him again? Well, I guess you didn’t have to. The only times you could see him is by paying for his time. Oh my god, his text.

You still hadn’t replied. Pulling out your phone you had a few texts from Karina as well.

Karina - Hey love how are you feeling?

Karina - Text when you wake up

Karina - Also did Yuta text you yet?

Karina - Drink water

Then you saw the text from the unknown number. Yuta’s text.

Unknown Uumber - Please come back soon y/n I miss you. -Yuta

You honestly didn’t know if you could handle seeing him again, with the memories you had from last night and the pounding headache you had, you were drinking a lot. You had no idea what you told him or did with him. God only knows what drunk you decide he was worthy of knowing. You didn’t have to answer him, but part of you still wanted to talk to him. See him again. He was so enticing, so addicting. You had to see him again.

It hasn’t been a day and you already need me back?

It didn’t take him long at all to respond. God damn.

unknown number - I waited for your text all night, why did you take so long?

I was wasted.

unknown number - That’s no excuse. Come back tonight I want to see you. And I know you want to see me.

You do realize I don’t have endless dollars to pay to see you every night?

unknown number - I need you.

The tingling feeling came back. You set your phone down, this next visit wouldn’t be free and you’d have to pay per hour, plus drinks for you and Yuta. Not that you didn’t mind, buying Yuta a drink. It’s just that it would add up eventually and your job was too cheap to give you a good enough raise to spend money so carelessly. Shaking out of your thoughts your phone dinged again, this time it was someone different.

Kun - Hey y/n, can we talk?

Fuck no. No way. Yuta spending all the cash in your wallet was a much better option than this. Opening the chat below it you typed

I’ll be there tonight, wear something cute for me.

And with that, you got out of bed.

This time you decided to dress more casually, well if a long black body con dress with red heels was casual.

Around 7 pm you walked into the host club this time without Karina’s company, you thought I'd be way busier with it being a Saturday night but it was surprisingly bare. With exception of a few women and men tucked away in their seats joined by the gorgeous men you recognized from the night before.

You felt a little more confident this time. Knowing your way around and what to expect you didn’t feel as nervous as the night before. Most of all your excitement to see Yuta blurred out all other thoughts and emotions you had.

Sitting down at a different seat this time you waited for Yuta to arrive. It was fancier and deeper into the giant room. The lighting above was small and resembled a chandler and was brighter than the light from before.

Waiting for Yuta to arrive you looked threw the small menu that listed what drinks were available for the night when footsteps approached you caught your attention. Instead of Yuta, it was the tall blonde man from the night before, will a small smile he asked to sit with you instead.

“Hello y/n I'm Jungwoo, do you remember me?” He said, voice soft and eyes almost begging you to say yes.

“Oh yeah, of course, you were the cute one with the jokes.”

“Y/n you flatter me, Yuta will be here any moment, do you mind if I join you two for a little while?” He asked.

“Yeah totally” You didn’t mean it, “I’d love for you to stay.” Lies. You wanted Yuta to yourself.

And as if God had heard your thoughts Yuta walked up from behind the man across from you.

“Hello y/n. I’m so happy your back. I missed that smile of yours” Yuta said smiling like he did the night before. Tonight he was wearing black slacks with a black silk button-up, the same two top buttons undone but this time a small silver chain necklace wrapped around the base of his neck complimenting his collarbones. To be brutally honest you wanted to ravish him.

All sexual thoughts aside the night were honestly going great, conversation came easy with all of you (mostly you and Jungwoo) being buzzed. Jungwoo made great company and he was such a cute drunk, flirty and funny, and at one point he even stood up and danced with you in the middle of the room pulling and swinging you around, both of you laughing loud enough for everyone to hear you. Yuta sitting quietly watching everything unfold. But after the first 20 minutes passed Jungwoo left, leaving you and Yuta finally alone.

“Jungwoo’s a sweetheart,” Yuta spoke now that you two had a table to yourselves.

You hummed in response. Take another sip of your cocktail.

“I don’t know why I can’t stop thinking about you.” He spoke so casually, like it was just a normal phrase. But when you looked up to see his face he was serious, eyes darkened and eyes staring into yours.

Chills shot down your spin.

“Mmm, I'm not sure either.” Letting any words that came to the head spill out of your mouth, if he was truly serious about his feelings you had to play hard to get, and if he was just fishing for a reaction you needed to play it cool.

“Y/n don’t act like you haven’t been thinking about me. You don’t hide your sexual frustrations very well my dear.”

You nearly spit out your entire drink and died right then.

“I have no clue what you're talking about.” You replied trying to hide your state of panic. He fucking read you like a book. “Your mind went somewhere dirty if you think I've gotten aroused from any of our conversations.”

“Oh yeah? You’ve been staring at my lips all night, and don’t think I can’t see your wandering eyes.” He leaned forward almost meeting your face at the other side of the table. “Are the butterflies still trapped y/n? Do need some help letting go?”

Yuta was inches from your face now, you could lean back and escape him but you couldn't back down. Not when he was patronizing you. Trying as hard as you could to keep a poker face you didn’t dare budge.

“Jungwoo’s cute, maybe he’ll help me without making me pay.” You sighed leaning back away from Yuta letting your back hit the cold seat.

“Jungwoo isn’t your soul mate y/n. There’s only so much he could help with.” Yuta leaned back into his seat taking a sip from his drink turning his gaze somewhere else.

Trying to follow where his eyes looked the man from before came to inform you that your time was up and it was time to say your goodbyes. Before Yuta could leave first you stood up hugging him and rapping your arms around his neck.

“You know how to reach me.”

And with that you left, leaving him standing alone.

Not long after you arrived home your phone buzzed.

unknown number - If the butterflies come back, I know a remedy to keep them away. I could show you at my place. Tomorrow night? I’ll pay for drinks.

You did not think that would work…

Send the address. I’ll be there at 8.

Falling asleep, you were more than satisfied that you made him crack first.

When it came time to head to Yuta’s you debated on whether or not to dress up again. He wanted to hook up just as much as you did. So your favorite dark red matching set was a must. And you settled for a black mini dress and heels.

Typing in Yuta’s address you headed over to his place. He lived across town in the expensive rich people neighborhood, which wasn’t a surprise.

“Are you having her over?” Mark’s loud voice made Yuta jump from the other side of the phone.

“Yes I am, there’s no need to YELL into the phone Mark,” Yuta replied.

“It’s just not like you to meet up with women outside of work, now that I think about it you’ve never hooked up with a customer,” Mark said.

“Well I liked her, and I'm not even sure if we’ll hook up,” Yuta said finishing getting ready, anticipating your arrival.

“If you aren’t going to fuck her what is this? Don’t tell me you're going to drink from her. She was cute I'll be so sad.” Mark’s voice echoed over the phone.

“No I’m not going to drink from her, I just wanted to have a beautiful woman over that’s all. What happens, happens.” Bringing out his nice wine glasses and fixing his hair in the mirror for the 5th time, Yuta tries to hang up.

“Wait. Yuta doesn’t tell me this is what I think it is.”

“And what do you think this is?” Yuta answered annoyed by Mark's stubbornness.

“She’s not your soul mate.” Mark's voice was cold and stern.

“Mark I don’t want to talk about this. I have to go.”

“Yuta listens to me, you can’t base every choice you make off of visions and prayers and promises from him.”

“Who said I was? Plus Mark thinks about it, he told me on the 6th day of the 6th month the 6th woman would be her. That’s y/n. He has never been wrong Mark and you know this. If it’s true and y/n is my soulmate she can turn me back.”

“Yuta when has devil ever had our side, look what he did to us.”

A knock came on Yuta’s door, with only one option of who it could be. “She’s here Mark, goodbye.”

Pulling up to Yuta’s house it was way nicer than you thought, huge and painted a dark grey. Before you could even knock Yuta had opened the door.

“Y/n welcome. Come inside, please.” His smile was warm and charming making you want to eat him alive right then and there.

“Thanks. I was so shocked when I saw your house, to be honest. It’s so nice, makes my place look like a dump.” Following him inside.

“Don’t say that y/n I'm sure your place is great. We’ll go there next, yeah?” Pulling out a chair at his dinner table for you to sit. Once you did he pushed you in. Next? He already wanted there to be the next time?

“I know you usually drink wine, want anything stronger? I have it all.” He spoke pulling a few bottles from a shelf along with two glasses.

“I’m good with anything, I trust you.” Turning your body to face him.

The night went amazing, sharing drinks and stories. You both lightly buzzed but not drunk enough to not enjoy yourself to the fullest. The conversation was so easy and simple that it felt like you had known Yuta your whole life. He told you more about his past and childhood but tended to avoid the topic of his job. Which you understood.

As the night went on you both continued drinking and somehow moved over to the couch where you sat a little too close for this to just be two friends causally drinking together. His hands started to explode your thighs running his hand up and down and causally tracing circles around your knees as he talked. The tension was thick and you both started to make the conversation and your movements riskier. The butterflies were back.

“Y/n if you're going to try to seduce me at least touch me back,” he said smirking at your cheeks heating up.

It was true you had been flirting and talking him up all night but you hadn’t touched him other than your shoulder touching his. Shifting your body to face him you moved to straddle him. Causing your dress to slightly rise your legs giving me more to touch.

“Well that was easier than I thought.” he laughed, tracing his hand down the sides of your torso down to your waist and holding you there, bodies now pressed against each other. Your eyes were half open and breath heavy, still trying to focus your mind on anything but the feeling between your thighs.

“Can I kiss you?“ Yuta’s voice was deep and soft almost a whisper, but with how close your faces were it was like it spoke it into your soul.

Nodding your head, he placed his hand on the bottom of your chin guiding your lips to his and filling the leftover space between you two, tasting the alcohol on his tongue.

His kiss was soft and gentle, intimate. You knew you both wanted to go farther, touch and feel every part of each other. Explore each other’s desires but with how he was kissing you it felt almost like it was your first time. You couldn’t help but feel giddy and excited like he had just stolen your first kiss. His other hand was still placed on your hip you moved your hands to hold his face and neck, slowly grabbing onto his hair to try to get as close as you could.

Finally, he broke the kiss, both of you trying to catch your breath. He moved to your jaw kissing every part of you he could reach, moving down your neck and to your collar bones.

You couldn’t help but shutter, your hands moving to start unbuttoning his shirt. Slowly pushing it off his shoulders.

“Ride my thigh.” he said pulling off the rest of his shirt and tossing it onto the floor.”

Your eyes widened you couldn’t hide the obvious shock on your face. You had never done it before, but by the feeling of him under you, you weren’t at all opposed. He slightly lifted you moving you to sit on his thigh and grabbing your waist. Holding onto his shoulders pulling him into another kiss he started to guide your hips on his thigh rocking you back and forth. Causing the friction of his pants on your clit to make you moan. He held you down more forcing your legs to spread even wider on him, grinding down against him and deepening the kiss.

“Yuta, it feels so good.” breathing heavily, moving your hips faster feeling your orgasm start to build in the pit of your stomach. He moved his hand from your waist to under your panties and onto your clit making you gasp against his mouth.

“Cum baby, I know you want to” Voice low and erotic sending you straight into your orgasm moving your head in his neck moaning and panting. Yuta still holding your hips guiding you.

Reaching down in between you, your palmed at his cock making him throw his head back into the cushion.

“Mmm not here. Bedroom.” Grabbing your hand he led you to his room. It was dark with only the moonlight from the open window. Just enough light to see the man in front of you. Guiding you down, Yuta laid on top of you caging you into the pillows. You removed your dress while he went back to kissing down your chest, helping you pull it off.

“Take this off?” He asked running his finger down the strap of your bra.

You sat up slightly undoing the clip in the back and throwing your bra somewhere across the room pulling Yuta by the neck back down on top of you. Chest to chest, you could feel your heart beating in your chest.

“Yuta want you now, please. Please don’t make me beg for you.” Your eyes were full of lust staring back up at him. Arching your back trying to get anything from him that you could.

“No need to beg beautiful, I’ll do anything you say.” Kissing down your chest to your stomach, getting closer and closer to where you needed him the most. He moved lower down the bed not breaking eye contact. Gently grabbing your knees and partying your legs for him.

“For somebody so cocky your so needy.” He said slowly pulling down your panties and tossing them on the floor. “Mouth or fingers baby.”

“Anything Yuta please whatever you want just need you.” You sounded like a bitch in the heat but damn it it’s been weeks since you’ve slept with someone and Yuta’s sexy ass had you worked up so much you’d die if he didn’t make you cum again in the next 5 minutes.

Before you could say anything else you felt Yuta press open-mouthed kisses to the inside of your thighs.

“Yuta ple-“ you couldn't even finish your sentence when you finally felt his mouth on your clit sucking and kissing. Adding two fingerings into you with ease fucking in and out of you.

“God Yuta please don’t stop keep going feels so good” You couldn’t keep still he was giving you everything you craved and more squirming trying to grind yourself against his fingers and tongue.

“Feel good baby? I swear you were made for me” Yuta placed his hand on your stomach holding you in place. Your next orgasm building quick with how perfectly he was hitting every spot inside of you.

“Close Yuta please keep going.” voice shaking and breathy with pleasure. “Mmm, I'm gonna-” before you could finish you came on Yuta’s tongue sending shivers down your spine and taking all the breath out of your body. Yuta still working his fingers helping you ride out your pleasure.

“Yuta need you now please, wanna feel you in me.” Grabbing his face and lifting him back to you kissing him harder this time tasting yourself on his tongue.

He pulled down his underwear freeing his already hard cock. Running your hand down his chest and between his legs you started stroking him while he kissed you stopping at the tip to run your finger over his slit, making him moan into your mouth.

“Y/n please don’t tease me. Wanna be inside.” Breathy and whiny he groped your breast pinching and squeezing. “Gonna fuck you now. Need you.”

“Need you too, Yuta” Kissing him hard, lips teeth, and tongue all crashing into each other with hunger.

He guided his cock into you slowly stretching you making you moan into his mouth and grind down against him. Wrapping your legs around his waist to pull him closer.

“Fuck you feel so good baby taking me so well.” Moving in out of you faster now. Stroking perfectly to hit every spot making your stomach flip and feeling your third orgasm start to build.

He fucked into you so perfectly, he was rough but in a way where it still felt like he was making love with you. Moving his hand down to your clit tracing circles making your back arch and head roll back.

“Y/n I'm close.” Yuta let out a breathy moan still keeping up his pace. God damn where is this stamina coming from?

“So close, keep going please.” Feeling like you were about to burst yet again, Yuta kissed your jaw and breathed onto your neck ripping your third orgasm out of you.

“Fuck y/n your gonna be the death of me” thrusting himself as deep as he could then pulling out and cuming onto your stomach and chest.

He was glowing in the moonlight, hair sticking to his forehead with sweat, chest rising and falling and arms strained for holding himself above you. He rolled over and collapsed next to you on the bed.

Grabbing your hand and holding it, kissing the back of it. “Thank you y/n”

Turning to face him you leaned over kissing him.

“I should probably be thanking you, that was probably the best orgasm I've ever had. No more butterflies, for now at least”

“Now you're just feeding my ego y/n. I’m kinda sad they're gone, hopefully, they come back soon. I want to do this again.” He said starting to forget what he originally wanted to say. “Want to shower? It’s late I was thinking you could stay the night. I can give you some close and I'll sleep on the couch. If you don’t want to I understand I don’t want to “Kissing him again to cut him off.

“A shower would be nice, id love to stay. And you were just inside me so sleeping together is a must. As long as I get to be the big spoon.”

“Deal.” He said smiling helping you up and showing you to the bathroom. He grabbed your towels and clothes and left to shower in the guest bathroom leaving you alone in the room. Slightly disappointed he didn’t ask to join you.

The sex was fucking amazing. Yuta was amazing. You couldn’t help but start to feel like maybe you two could become more. You trusted him with your body, who you didn’t let many see. And you trusted him with your feelings which even fewer people knew about. He made you feel safe and cared for, which Kun, never did. He was always so busy with work or other plans you didn’t even remember the last time you two had been intimate without the influence of alcohol.

Drying off and getting dressed in the clothes he left you, you tried to shake off the growing feelings you were feeling for him. What if he just wanted sex and nothing else? I mean you weren’t at all opposed to hooking up again but part of you craved the emotional side of him. You didn’t know a lot about him besides what little information he shared, he was so mysterious.

After settling down into the bed and grabbing your phone from your bag, Yuta walked in. Dressed in only black sweatpants that hung low on his waist.

“Hi” you spoke up sitting up to face him.

“Hi” he smiled, if it weren’t so dark you could almost make out his cheeks turning red.

Crawling inside the covers, he lay facing you looking up into your eyes. “I’m not sure if you were planning on leaving early, but if you do I have some food in the fridge help yourself, and you are welcome to anything in my closet if you don’t want to wear your dress out tomorrow morning.”

“Oh. Well, I usually don’t wake up early, I wasn’t planning on sneaking away. You can’t get rid of me that easily Yuta.” You said shuffling down the pillow and getting to eye level with him. “Roll over.” You said twirling your finger.

“Wait what,” he said taken aback by your statement.

“I said I'm the big spoon, roll over so I can cuddle you.”

“OH. To be honest I thought that was your way of telling me you were sick of looking at my face.” He sat up rolling himself to face the wall.

“Mmm never. You're too pretty.” You said cuddling up to his back wrapping your arms around his waist.

“Y/n you flatter me so, oh shit wait.” he sat up, closing the window and moving the black curtains that hung beside them to cover any light that could come threw.

Climbing back into bed and back into your arms, “It’s hard for me to sleep when there’s any light, so could you keep the curtains closed in the morning.” he said.

“Oh yeah of course. What are you afraid of the sun Yuta.” running your hand up and down his chest, resting your head in between his neck and the pillow.

“Something like that,” he said holding your hands that laid on his chest.

“Mmm okay. Goodnight Yuta.” You whispered in his ear drifting off to sleep.

“Goodnight y/n.”

Yuta's eyes shot open, a now dark inhuman red shade. His body went stiff realizing you two had moved to lay on your backs with you holding onto his side. Skin pale and body aching and tingling and head dizzy he moved out of your grasp and out into the living room. Searching his shelf for anything he could drink to fix his physical state. Tonight was his night to feed but it slipped his mind with how much he wanted to spend the night with you. Trying to find anything he might have left in case of emergency he only found a small vile. Not enough to feed off of. He needed blood and fast it had been a week since he last had any. Leaving him weak and desperate for anything he could get. He could go out and find somebody, surely somebody was out walking alone at night. No, he might wake you up.

Oh… there was always you. That would do the trick.

Walking back into his bedroom he saw your sleeping figure under his sheets. Breathing in your scent eyes full of hunger and desire. He could always have you. Bending over using his hand to push back the hair in front of your face, and pulling down his t-shirt from your neck. He craved you, knowing your sweet taste would replenish him and bring him back to his normal state.

He couldn't, trying to come to his sense. Shaking himself from the thoughts that clouded his mind. Trying to reason with himself didn't work, fangs starting to bare from his teeth, mouth-watering. He slowly moved his mouth to where he once kissed your delicate neck, opening his mouth and biting down tasting what sweetly ran threw your veins.

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Hello! Here are some ideas for requests:

- Bucky Barnes with male reader where reader lost his voice after a traumatic event, they both live together to help each other come but one day Bucky has a brutal breakdown or a nightmare, reader tries to calm him/wake him up but nothing works, so he tries to say Bucky's name and that's the only sound that forces Bucky to open his teary eyes.

- Jason Voorhees and male reader where they have this soft moment, Jason still feels a bit weird around reader, because he thinks he's with him bc of fear, pity or Stockholm syndrome, that he's a monster and monster can't be loved by a human and vice versa, reader notices it and does the "I look at you and I see two eyes, like mine, two ears, also like mine, *boop* a nose which I also have, one mouth, here and here as well, and what else, hmmm, two hands *puts their hands against each other and see the huge size difference*, two legs, Jason is still feeling off and reader takes his hand and places it on Jason's chest "One heart. A heart that beats for me and..." *hugs Jason while standing so Jason could hear his heartbeat* "...same heart as yours, that's beating for you".

- Billy Hargrove and male reader where reader gives Billy a necklace for Christmas (reader was on vacation in California and found a sea shell with pearl) and says "One day, you'll find one there for me as well".

Sorry for such lame ideas, you can delete them if you want, totally ok with that. It's also a mess...😬

Anyway hope you'll have a good day/night. 💕

Better Late Then Never

Ship: Billy Hargrove x Male!YN

Notes: probably not my best but whatever lmao.

Billy's birthday had come and gone. He had thrown a big party at one of his friends' houses. The cops were called. It wasn't an awful birthday, like some of the other ones, but it could have been better. It could have been a lot better. Better how? Well, for starters, his boyfriend could have been there.

It wasn't YNs fault, really. His parents had surprised him with a trip not too long ago. They couldn't blame YN parents either. They don't know when Billy's birthday was and they didn't know that it would be important for YN to be there. It was just on a big quicadince.

But that wasn't even the worst part of it all. The worst part, at least for Billy, was that he was going to Cali. he would never tell YN to his face but he was a bit salty that he wasn't in Cali with him. Or just in Cail in general. He really does miss California.

But all of that didn't matter because today was the day. Today was the day that YN was coming home. That YN was coming back to billy.

It felt like it had been years. At least to YN it had. He enjoyed his time in Cali but he was antsy the whole flight back to Hawkens. He and Billy had planned a whole alabrote day to spend together as a kind of “sorry my parents forced me to go to Cali on your birthday.” not only was YN antsy to see his Boyfriend but while in Cali he had found this beautiful necklace. It had a small blue shell on the end of it. It was simple but YN knew that Billy would like it.

The plane ride was never ending. Thank god YNs parents spent the extra money on the first class. It made the trip at least a little bit more bearable.

When the plane finally landed, the worst part was yet to come. Actually getting off the plane. While YN wanted to rush off the plane, his parents held him back. They wanted to wait till everyone was off the plane before they got off.

“You don't want to be shoved off the plane, do you?” YNs mom, who was sitting next to YN in the window seat. “You don't want to be rushed.”

“Mom, Billy is waiting for me…” YN sighed, fidgeting with the box in his pocket.

“I don't understand why you want to spend your first day back with him. I haven't heard great things about him from your brother.” YNs mom sighed, watching the people that left the plane.

“He's kind to me.” YN could see his mom give him an off look out of the corner of his eye.

YN knew that other people, mostly people in his family, had a sneaking suspicion that YN wasn't as entirely straight as he let on. No one said anything but it was kind of obvious.

“And you are going to be with him all day? Are you spending the night?” YNs mom asked. YN trusted their mom. If he was going to tell anyone what was going on between him and Billy, it would be his mom. She coved for him. If YN wanted to spend the night at BIlly's house, though they usually got a hotel so they wouldn't have to deal with Neil, then YNs mom would cover for him.

“Yeah, I'm staying the night.”

“Getting a hotel again?”

“Yep.” YN could see his mom smile. Even if she didn't know what was going on between him and Billy, she was happy for YN. even if Billy was just a friend.

But he wasn't just a friend.

He was more. And his more was waiting for his boyfriend and probably getting irritated.

“Alright, let's go.”

YN and YNs mom stood up, grabbing their book bags from under the chair in front of them.

YN practically ran out of the plane, passing his brothers and dad. He ran past people in the airport and weaving by suitcases. He ran all the way to the baggage claim.

He looked around, panting. It took him a bit but he found him, the man that he ran through a whole airport for.

“Billy!” YN yelled, practically knocking over the basketball player when he lunged at the man.

“Jesus, calm down.” Billy hugged YN back. It was rather quick though so that no one would get any bright ideas.

“Hey.” YN smiled, hands itching at his side to reach back out to Billy.

“Hey.” Billy looked over YN. “You got a tan.”

“Wow, it's almost like I was in the sun for a whole week.”

Billy rolled his eyes. “Shut up, let's go get some food.” he smiled, wrapping an arm over YNs shoulders.

Billy had grabbed YN luggage while he was waiting and, like the gentle man he is, was carrying it for YN.

“Where shall we eat?” Billy asked once you got to the car, throwing your luggage in the backseat of his Chevy.

“It's your day, you pick.”

“Starcourt Mall. We can eat in the food court.”

“Sounds good to me.”

YN slipped into the passenger side as Billy got into the driver's seat. Billy started the car and rock filled the car. The song was easily recognizable. “Love Of My Life.” by Queen. It wasn't Billy's usual music but it was YNs.

“Is this the mixtape I gave you?” Yn asked as Billy pulled out of his spot and drove out of the airport parking lot.

“Maybe. What did you name it? Something sappy, right?”

YN rolled his eyes. It was sappy. It made YN cringe whenever he thought about it. “Melted candy hearts or something.”

“Exactly, really really sappy.”

“Yeah, whatever you say Mr. Tough guy.” YN let his head lul back, closing his eyes as the ballet filled his ears. YN rested his hand on the center console which was quickly held by Billy.

It was one of the few things YN and Billy could do in public, kinda, to show each other affection. No one could really see their hands while in the car so they always took the opportunity to show each other a little bit of affection. Another thing they would do would be walking with Billy's arm around YNs shoulders. To the outsiders, they just saw it as a guy leading his friend somewhere but they knew. Billy and YN knew what it really meant and it was kind of special for them.

Billy pulled into the mall parking lot and shut down the car. He stepped out and waited for YN who quickly followed.

Billy reposished himself back with his arm back around YNs shoulders. The pair walked around a bit before they settled down to eat some shitty Chinese food. Honestly though, it was better than the food they gave YN in first class.

“How was your trip?” Billy asked, shoving some more rice into his mouth.

“Boring. It wasn't any fun without you there to get us into trouble.” YN looked up from his tray with a goofy grin to watch Billy's face shift to fake shock.

“How could you! I thought we were friends!” Billy dramatically placed a hand over his heart.

“You hang around Eddie too much.” YN rolled his eyes, taking a bite of his orange chicken.

Billy just chuckled and turned back to his food, stuffing some more into his mouth.

After the pair was done eating their food, they walked through the mall. Occasionally, entertaining the idea of stopping by Scops Ahoy to see if Steve would let them in the back way.

After everything the Hawkings kids have been through, no one really cared about childish things like popularity causing all rivalries to become unimportant. Sure, people still remembered what Billy has done but they also know he is working on himself. He is becoming better. He has made amends with Max. he is better.

YN took Billy's wrist, pulling him into the ice cream place. They walked up to the counter, interrupting Steve's pitiful attempt at flirting while Robin held up a shigh from the back that read ‘SOS’ in bright red.

“Steve!” YN shouted, drawing Steve's attention away from the two girls who used Steve's moment of being distracted to make their escape.

Steve's face lit up. “YN!” he shouted back.

“Hey! Nimrod. How many kids are you friends with?” Robin asked from the back.

YN knew Robin and Robin knew YN. basically everyone knew everyone in their big group but Robin was not one to pass up a monet to make fun of her friends.

“We are your age.” Billy smiled, slipping through the divider to get to the back with YN close behind.

Steve jumped through the window and closed the shutters. “How was Cali?”

“Not that great. We didn't get to go to the beach or anything, just spent a lot of time at my grandma's house while my parents ran off to have fun or something.”

“Or something?” Robin asked, ignoring the sound of Erica abusting the bell.

“Or something.” YN repeated with a shrug, sitting down at the table.

“So where are your kids, stevie? I thought they always hung around here for the free ice cream?” Billy asked, placing his hands on your shoulders. The two of you could be yourself around the gang, they all knew.

“Well first off, they aren't my kids.”

“Yes, they are.” Robin said, cutting off Steve.

Steve glared at Robin “And secondly, they are at the movies.”

“Speaking of movies…” YN said with a smile.

Steve groaned and rolled his eyes. “Yeah yeah, sure.” he moved from his spot leaning against the counter and pulled open the door for the couple.

“Pretty sure they are playing Dr. Zhivago.”

YN stood up and walked out the door, thanking Steve on his way out. Billy wasn't too far behind him. As soon as the door shut, their hands were interlocked together. It might not be a long walk but might as well take advantage of one of the few moments they have alone together.

They sat down near the back, no one really sat in the back so they could enjoy their moment together. The movie had already started, about twenty minutes in, but it's not like they could complain, they did get in for free.

YN fidgeted with Billy's hand the whole time. Whether it be rubbing circles into his hand with his thumb, moving YNs promise ring to Billy's hand then back again, or just holding it. It was another one of the few moments they could be affectionate in public. Everyone was watching the movie, anyway.

The movie ended and the pair went on to the next activity and the next. The last thing they did before turning into the hotel was bowling where YN absolutely destroyed Billy.

Settling into the hotel for the night, Billy and YN laid in the massive bed together while watching some random documentary on TV, though neither of them were really paying attention.

Billy had his arms wrapped tightly around YNs waist with YNs head resting on his chest. YN clinged to Billy like a baby otter clinging to its mom.

That's when YN remembered. The necklace.

“Billy?”

“Hmm?” Billy hummed, rubbing YNs back.

“I got you a birthday present.” YN pulled away from the warmth, sitting up on his knees.

“Really?” Billy asked, sitting up.

“Alright, close your eyes.”

Billy closed his eyes, chuckling softly.

“Ok, Now. stick out your hand and open your eyes when you feel the box.”

Billy stuck out his hand. YN fished the box out of his pocket and placed it in Billy's hand. Billy blinked his eyes open, looking from YN to the box in his hand. He pulled off the small lid and looked over the necklace.

YN watched carefully, fidgeting with his hands. He prayed to whatever god there was that Billy liked it.

“Wow… this is perfect…” Billy smiled, leaning forward and placing a kiss on YNs cheek before pulling out the necklace and putting it on.

“Does it look good?” Billy asked, playing with the small blue shell.

“You look good in everything.” Yn said, scooting forward and resting his head on Billys shoulder.

“Someday, when I visit California again, I'll get you a matching one.”

“Vist? Don't you want to move back there? That's your home.”

“My home is wherever you are.” Billy hummed, kissing the top of YNs head.

“That's so sappy.”

“Shut up!”

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joekeeryswife · 2 years

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Out of love - E.M

hey loves, how is everyone?? okay so, i’m in a sad mood so i’ve done some angst for you guys because why not 😍 also, why does tumblr put such big gaps between my paragraphs💀 anyways, enjoy tehe <3

you and Eddie had been together for just over a year. during that time he'd been nothing but a loving and caring boyfriend and you would never change a thing about him. everyone at school would call him the freak which got on your nerves because he most definitely, to you, was not one. you were a cheerleader, the queen of Hawkins High and everyone was shocked when you walked into school hand-in-hand with him last year. yeah people looked at you differently but you didn't really care, he was your main focus and that's all that mattered. you had thought that your relationship was the most perfect thing ever, till it wasn't.

it was a Friday night and you were on the phone with your best friend Chrissy. she had been nothing but a supportive friend when you made the decision to tell Eddie your feelings and you were grateful she wasn't like the other girls on the cheer team who practically disowned you. "you nervous for the game? i am. that solo is terrifying me" you said, twirling the cord around your finger as you spoke. "you'll be fine" she said quite abruptly. you'd noticed these past few weeks she had been very rude and distant, like you'd done something wrong. your eyes widened slightly as she spoke, she's never been like this.

"everything okay?" you asked, hoping she'd finally tell you what was wrong with her. " 'm fine. i have to go bye" and with that, she ended the call, not giving you a chance to say goodbye. she'd been weird. so weird that even Amanda, another friend of yours had noticed it. you put the phone back on the hook and stood there, only wanting to see Eddie and tell him how you were feeling. Chrissy had never been like this and Eddie was one of the few people you could talk to.

usually on a Friday you would be and Eddie's house watching a horror movie. it would be every Friday, you'd be cuddled up on the sofa, you absolutely terrified of the film whilst Eddie laughed at you, always saying 'he'd protect you no matter what' which always gave you some sort of comfort. however today, you hadn't seen Eddie to talk about what you were going to do and if you were coming round to see him.

you decided after being bored out of your mind to go see him. you loved surprising him and so did he. his face would always light up as soon as he saw you in his trailer and would rush to bring you in a hug. you walked to the front door, slipping on your shoes and walked out the door. you called out to your mum that you were going to see Eddie and with that you closed the front door and picked up your bike.

you didn't have a car yet as you were scared to get your license so you'd either bike to Eddie's trailer or beg him to pick you up in his van. Eddie, luckily, didn't live to far away from you, it was about a ten minute bike ride from your house. the whole bike journey there you kept thinking of how Chrissy had been acting around you and how much you missed Eddie. you couldn't wait to just vent to him and he'd just be there, comforting you. you were in desperate need for one of his hugs. his hugs were one of your favourite things about him. his hugs always were filled with love and warmth and just made you feel so much better.

when you finally arrived to Eddie's trailer, you saw his van was parked outside meaning he was definitely home. you parked your bike outside and opened the door, seeing no Eddie sat on the sofa, you didn't see him in the kitchen either. this was just weird. you walked to his bedroom and saw the bedroom door was closed. it was hardly ever closed, only when Wayne was home. your heart dropped as you heard moans coming from inside the bedroom that most deformity were not coming from him.

you closed your eyes, hoping you'd been imagining whatever you had been hearing and then opened them again. you put your hand on the door knob and opened the door. there he was, in bed with Chrissy. you gasped, making both their heads turned toward you, Chrissy's eyes widened and Eddie had a guilty look on his face. you opened your mouth to speak but no words came out. you'd never felt heartbreak like it. your best friend and boyfriend were in bed together. your eyes filled with tears as you looked at the scene in front of you.

"y/n, sweetheart, this isn't what it looks like" Eddie said, sliding off Chrissy and slipping on his boxers that had been discarded on his bedroom floor. "is this why you've been avoiding me Chrissy? so you could fuck my boyfriend?" she looked down at the bedsheet before opening her mouth to talk. "you know what, i don't wanna hear it actually. i'm so glad you guys found each other" you said, turning around, letting your tears cascading down your cheeks.

both of them, the two people you trusted the most, betraying you. Eddie quickly got dressed, slipping on his shoes as he chased you out of the trailer. you left your bike outside, not wanting to be there any longer. you walked as quickly as you could, wrapping your arms around yourself as you silently sobbed, the thought of those two together filling your mind. "y/n, baby please wait" you heard, you knew it was Eddie. you felt his hand grab your arm, spinning you around to face him.

"y/n. you have to listen to me, it's not what it looked like" he said, putting his hands on your cheeks, wiping your tears. you pushed him away, ignoring the hurt look on his face once you did that. "what was it then Eddie? your dick just accidentally made its way into her vagina? wow thanks for enlightening me. you're an arsehole, leave me alone" you said, turning around to walk back home. this time Eddie ran to get in front of you, blocking you from walking down the path.

he spoke up, grabbing ahold of your hand "baby please-" "don't call me that. how could you do that to me huh? did this year mean nothing to you? do you know what it was like for me to even date you in the first place? i'd hear people i don't even know talk about me, 'oh, the queen of Hawkins High dating the freak, that's so weird, why is she dating him, she could do so much better, isn't he a cult leader? maybe she's a cult leader too, maybe she's a satanic worshiper. she's just as much of a freak as he is.'" you said, quoting what people would say about you in the hallways as you walked to your locker.

"but i didn't care because those people didn't know me, they didn't know us and i thought for once maybe someone actually genuinely liked me for me. i'd never listen to those shitty comments because i never saw you as a freak or a cult leader or any of those horrible things people would say about you because you were my Eddie. my sweet Eddie who was loving and caring and didn't sleep with my best friend behind my back" you sobbed, seeing his eyes fill with guilt and shame.

"i wanted us to be forever" you whispered, feeling his hand come up to your cheek again, stroking it gingerly. "we still can be y/n. we can just pretend like it never happened and we can go back to how we were before we did that-" he said tears falling from his eyes as he spoke, hoping you'd agree and be with him but you didn't. you shook your head as more tears fell down your face. "how long have you been fucking her Eddie" you whispered cutting off his sentence, pain filling your body as you spoke. "two weeks" he said looking down at the floor, your breathing stuttered, heart dropping to the floor as he said that. two whole weeks and you didn’t even realise. how could you be so stupid?

"i never want to see you again. don't call me, don't stop by my house, don't come into Family Video when i'm working just leave me alone. i hope she was worth it Eddie because i'll never forgive you for what you've done." you sobbed, pushing him out of the way as you starting walking home again, ignoring his eyes burning into the back of your head. "i love you y/n" he shouted out to you but you ignored him. you knew if you turned back around you'd forgive him and love him again but you couldn't do that. you deserved so much better than do be cheated on.

Eddie let his hands run through his hair as he watched you walk away, guilt eating him alive. he's hurt you and he hated himself for it. how could he do that to such a beautiful and kind girl like you? he sniffled and wiped his tears, turning around to walk back to his trailer, seeing Chrissy standing in the doorway. "i need you to leave" he said, brushing past her as he walked into his trailer to sit on the couch, feeling more and more guilty by the minute. "what? leave? how will i get home?" Chrissy asked, confusion laced in her tone.

"i don't care, i don't wanna speak to you, i don't wanna be near you just leave" he said, growing angry. "Eddie you can't be mad at me" she said, standing in front of him. "yes i can Chrissy. you've ruined my relationship" he shouted, making her startle and take a step back. she wasn't having this. "i think you're forgetting Eddie that i wasn't the only one who ruined it, you did as well. i may have instigated it but you didn't have to follow through. keep believing your own lies asshole" she said, walking out the trailer and slamming the door shut. he sat there astonished. she was right. he could have said no and you'd be there with him in his arms as you watched horror movies but no, he was sat on the sofa alone, drowning in his own guilt.

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stfxls · 18 days

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SELF OBITUARY : TILL DEATH DO US PART

Steven L. Dueñas who died on 9th of April of this year 2024, he died because of the accident that happened to us last Friday night. We were on our friend's house last night in Martin's place that night because we were invited because it's his birthday. We were enjoying the moments together, drinking and eating all the foods as if there is no tomorrow. Sharing each other stories of pain and achievements in the rollercoaster ride of our lives. But now that Steven is gone who will I tell my stories to? Steven is a good listener and a very kind person I've known for years. Ever since we were little kids, Steven would sometimes climb to the Mango tree, and we would sometimes pick mangoes from their backyard and sell it for 13 pesos per piece. I'm sure if Steven is still alive today I'm sure he would love to have a last piece of mango to eat before he finally rest in peace.

Steven not only a kind person but also a good leader he was our president in our class this year. I would never expect that I would not be able to see Steven in the coming of years as well. Steven would always tell me that "Ouy sis arat na mag shot na ta kasi naka score ka na naman sa Periodical Test natin malibre ka na ghorll!" I will always miss Steven's voice everywhere like he's always protective to girls and very understanding to boys that he ended up not having any conflict or misunderstanding in any of us. You what Steven dislikes is eating Watermelons he hates eating them, it's because back when we were kids he accidentally eaten a Watermelon along with it's seeds and we would always tease him that there will be a growing Watermelon plant inside of his stomach since he ate the Watermelon along with the seeds. Steven not only a Kind, A good leader and a Very humourous one but also a very talented and smart one. Sometimes we were amazed in Steven'd abilities to multitask between excelling in academics and dancing, which makes us jaw-dropping everytime we see him included in the with honors and was able to execute hard dance moves like a worm sprinkled with salt.

Steven, how I wish you are still Alive, how I wish you were here beside us, how I wish you'll still be here doing schoolworks with us. But you know what if there is something that I learned from Steven is that he told me that "Alam mo lagi mong tatandaan ahh wag na wag kang makakapanakit ng damdamin ng ibang tao, masakit yun kasi danas ko yun, masakit kasi Pati mental health nila naaapektuhan kahit gaano pa kasimpleng salita lang yung sinabi mo at may impact yun sa kanila talagang masasaktan sila always give consideration to other kasi hindi natin alam kung ano yung pinagdadaanan nila, let's be kind to people." That's what Steven L. Dueñas told me, Steven if we're are you right I hope you're hearing this message that I'm saying to you, please do not be painted with a sad color like blue, always remember Steven we will be always here for you at our hearts. Our memories with you will never be tattered and forgotten, instead we will cherish this on a silver platter where you would always shine depo into our minds and hearts. We love you Steven, May we wish for you to live in peace eternally. Until we meet again Steven.

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lamnwar · 11 months

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Hey can I get a Knb head cannons with the GOM and Kagami along with Kyoshi Teppei with like a 4’10 girlfriend (idk I feel like it would be funny especially with Murasakibara) I hope you like this idea my first time requesting here

Heyyy hun 💕 ofc I'm gonna write hcs on this because ik it's gonna be hilarious 😭 thanks for the request, I hope you enjoy it <333

HEY THERE, LITTLE THING // KNB Headcanons

Context: how these KNB characters would behave with their short girlfriend (4"10 or 148 cm).

Pairing: GOM + Kagami + Kiyoshi x fem! Reader

Warnings: none I kept it sfw lol, making fun of short people a bit but I promise I love y'all like that <3

AKASHI

Doesn't really bother him to be honest

He's not the tallest himself, pretty average in size, in fact, so it'd be ironic if he had an issue with it

Probably the only person who never calls you cute because of your size

No, my dude is a proper gentleman so he never calls anyone cute, let alone his girlfriend

To him you'll always be "gorgeous", "beautiful" or at the very least "pretty"

Likes that, due to the size difference, your face falls right in his chest when you hug

He loves that you can hear his heartbeat that way <3

If you like heels, he buys them for you without you asking

Not because he wants you to be taller, but just because he enjoys seeing his girl being all pretty and happy

Yeah, really the most lowkey of all about your size

MIDORIMA

Before you guys started dating, he made some maths

He calculated how the size difference would affect you in almost all situations

Yes, he has to bend almost all the way down to kiss you, and yes, you guys look a bit funny when walking together in public

But despite all the "inconveniences", he loves you too much to care about the practicality of it all

Takao definitely makes fun of him for finding a girlfriend almost half his size

But Takao is also slightly scared of you so he eventually tones down on the jokes

Midorima does get pissed at him sometimes for that but he stays civil about it

At the end of the day, he loves you so something like size shouldn't matter

He even grows to appreciate the size difference quite a bit

It makes him feel like a proper boyfriend, one that can protect you if need be

Loves to hold your hand and kiss your knuckles, even if your entire hand fits in his palm <3

AOMINE

Omg such an asshole about it I'm sorry 😭

Calls you his "pocket size girlfriend"

Loves calling you "shorty" just because it pisses you off

Actually lifts you up randomly in the middle of your fights just so you know that he's a titan next to you

The kind to rest his elbow on your head when standing next to you

Makes jokes about how you're closer to his dick than his face when you're standing

He's so annoying but I PROMISE he actually loves you

His favourite thing about having a short girl as his girlfriend is that he can look over you all the time

Becomes your bodyguard, even though you don't need one

Will physically fight anyone that makes fun of your size (only he is allowed to do so)

Offers you free rides on his shoulders just so, I quote, "you can see how it looks like up there for once"

KISE

Kise is a firm believer that all women are beautiful, no matter their height or size so he just loves his girlfriend, despite the drastic size difference

Does call you cute and adorable often but he can't help it!!

Lifts you up everytime you kiss, so you don't have to break your neck trying to reach him and he doesn't have to bend too much either

Offers to be the small spoon from time to time because "you deserve to feel big sometimes"

Don't ask, he's just persuaded that you have the secret desire to be a giant

Tells everyone he knows that you have the most grandiose presence despite your height

Kinda awkward about the size difference but it's all out of love, I promise!

MURASAKIBARA

Didn't notice you for a while, till he once accidently bumped into you

He was so intrigued and amused by you

Found it so funny that you'd bump into each other, considering that he was the tallest person in the area and you were the shortest

He literally lifted you up just so he could see you from up close

You were so flabbergasted by him doing that that you had no idea if you should be offended or not 💀

Kinda confused about how he fell for someone who is half his size but he doesn't bother thinking more about it

Loves giving you head pats!! Your head fits entirely in his hand, he's amazed by that

Sometimes puts snacks on top of your head like you're a table

It's annoying but he finds it convenient so he won't stop

Lifts you up randomly with one arm (like you'd lift up a cat) and carries you around just for fun

Also because one of his steps is like 2-3 of yours, so that way he doesn't have to wait for you to catch up when you walk together

KAGAMI

Aaaaah... my precious, precious Taiga is literally so scared to be around you

He feels like he's gonna accidentally trip on you at all times

(because he did once, actually 😭)

Extra cautious around you because of that

Sometimes doesn't notice you when you're next to him

Not because you have no presence, but simply because his vision field is limited

He's eventually learned to recognize the top of your head so now he can identify you anywhere just by that

Asked once if you'd have any chance of growing up if you ate more, and was ready to cook a whole feast for you if it helped you get a few inches in height

You had to tell him that's not how it worked

Despite all his awkwardness, he kinda loves having a short girlfriend

He likes how his hands are naturally at the level of your waist so now he only walks with his hand on your waist

Doesn't notice the looks your couple gets in public and he wouldn't care about it if he did, unless you cared

Then he'd probably send death glares to anyone looking at you funny

Just sweet overall, you know? Doesn't mind your height at some point, he just gets used to it

OH and he definitely always gets the stuff on the highest shelf for you without you even asking <3

KIYOSHI

"Oh, you're pretty short, aren't you?"

That's what he told you when you first met

He doesn't mind the size difference that much though

He never really says a thing or acts differently because of your height

But sometimes that's an issue

Since you're smaller, you're more likely to get smothered by his hugs

Almost sent your body flying once from a simple high-five 💀

Talking of which! His hands are probably the same size as your feet, if not bigger

Actually, most of the time you're the one mindful of the size different

You have to remind him of it when he seems to forget about it

Is the kind to lift you up and put you down after if there's an obstacle on your road, instead of telling you to be careful

Likes to gently rest his hand on your head

Because of the size difference, it's sometimes more convenient for him to kiss your forehead than your lips so expect lots of forehead kisses!!

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hyunsuks-beanie · 2 years

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Feel So Good

Jay x fem. bodied! reader; smut; squirting

Word Count: 0.78k words

Mellow speaks: I honestly think Jay is the kind of person that could actually make you squirt, and that's what made this even more fun to write xoxo. I hope you guys enjoy reading this, and as always, the inbox is open hehe. PS. Been a while since I wrote a short fic lol, feels nice. PPS. Not at me thanking the heavens for a new Jay pic at last.

Tagging: @enhabb

"Mmm that feels good," you mumble against Jay's lips as his member rubs against your folds, arousing you to no extent but not entering you just yet, his hands playing with your breasts as he continues to give you one sloppy kiss after another, the pent up sexual frustration from the past week finally coming out in the form of the best sex you've had in a while.

"Wait till I enter you, baby," he replies softly, the feeling of his length rubbing against your core sending you places. You let your hands roam all over his body, trailing over his defined abs as his own play with your nipples, pulling ans squeezing them. Pulling his face closer to yours once more, you let out a soft whine, telling him you want him inside you before smashing your lips onto his yet again. He only chuckles in reply, his member ghosting over your hole as if to tease you.

It's only when you tighten your grip on his hair, tugging on them particularly hard, that he relents, entering you slowly at first, before ramming into you hilt deep without warning. You can't help but gasp at the feeling, his length filling you up completely as he begins thrusting in and out of you, gradually building up the pace. Before you know it, he is totally banging into you, your head nearly hitting the headboard with every thrust. It doesn't take long for the words that were spewing out your mouths to be replaced with lewd moans, your hands traveling up and down his back and your nails raking his skin while he keeps filling you up.

"Fuck J-Jay," you moan out, toes curling from the waves of pleasure rippling through your body, and the way his name rolls off your tongue nearly makes your boyfriend lose it. "Keep saying my name, love," he urges, still pumping into you, his teeth gritted and brows furrowed as he rests his focus solely on showing you a good time. So forceful are his thrusts, that even in your muddled up state, you can't help but let the fear of the bed breaking tonight creep into your mind. But since you're unable to do anything about it, you decide to let the matter rest, choosing instead to wrap your legs around Jay's torso, giving him a better angle that only makes him speed up even more, if that was even possible.

It doesn't take you long to feel a knot forming in the pit of your stomach, the sheer size of it feeling like a ball this time. Your moans continue to get louder the closer you inch towards your high, and before you know it, you're hanging at the precipice. Already sensitive owing to the extended foreplay from earlier, you finally reach your climax, his lips finding yours as you ride out your high, body convulsing from the sheer force of your orgasm, which you'll later say was the most satisfying orgasm you've ever had. Despite the stress that your body is under, Jay doesn't relent, continuing to thrust into you at full force even as you ride out your high, akin to a beast that's unstoppable.

He doesn't know what keeps him going, but he just can't seem to stop or even slow down. Maybe it's how gorgeous you look, completely spent from the monstrous orgasm you just had, maybe it's the exhaustion from the long hours at work, or the frustration of not being able to touch you for days on end, but it's like his dick has a mind of its own, pushing into and pulling out of you incessantly, your body lying flaccid from your climax. He targets your G-spot with every thrust, your eyes rolling back from the sweet pain that he's inflicting upon you. And that's when you feel it. A new kind of pressure inside your body, originating somewhere much lower than the kind you just felt during your high. You feel a sudden urge, one that's so forceful that it makes you close your eyes, your body stiffening in anticipation.

And then, all of a sudden, the pressure releases itself, pouring out of in the form of a forceful ball of liquid as you squirt out onto Jay's thigh, a loud moan slipping past your lips not long after. Feeling your body finally calm down, you open your eyes, only to find him staring at you, his own eyes the size of saucers as a smirk plays at his lips. Did it really feel so good you squirted?," he taunts, starting to move his hips around once again while you let out a whine, "Let's see that again, yeah?"

#jay smut #jay #sunghoon smut #sunghoon #jake smut #jake #enhypen smut #enhypen #jay suggestive #heeseung suggestive #heeseung #heeseung smut #sunghoon suggestive #jake suggestive

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eclairfromleclerc · 2 years

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Hello everyone, this is the second part of the "All's Fair" fic. It actually took me a long time to write but the result is a connecting chapter between what happened in part 1 and what is about to happen next. Please note that English is not my native language so there are probably some mistakes. I hope that you will enjoy this "setting the scene part". Your comments are always appreciated. Stay tuned for more xx.

All's Fair (Chapter 2)

Part 1

The rest of the Barcelona testing went by pretty much the same way as the first day. The car met the expectations of the simulation allowing you to be more chilled than at the beginning of the testing. Spain was the same as you remember it to be since the last time you visited, even though you didn't have much of a chance to be a tourist with all of your duties consuming most of your time. On your ride to the airport you tried to get your last view of Spain until later this season, when you would race in Barcelona. Running casually late you get in your family jet where Christian is sitting, waiting for you.

" You know you'll have to stop being late at some point right ?" He tells you strictly

"Yes I will, I was just trying to get a glimpse of Barcelona before we go back to Oxford. Anyways, are you okay?" You answer

"Yes I am good, but now we have work to do. We have to read all those papers and articles about our performance till we arrive in the UK, so I am counting on you to help me".

"Okay, give me those." You say as you reach for the engineering articles, since you loved the field.

"No, no, take this first. It's all the TP statements about the car performances. I had my PR manager get all of them together. I want you to just check on them and just see how diplomatic and strategic all of them are" he says as he starts reading the articles in front of him. You reach for the papers in front of you and start reading.

"Zak Brown: 'We are really happy to see the car where we wanted it to be, we are hoping that we will be able to fight for podiums and wins during the season. The state of Ferrari, Mercedes and Red Bull is looking good however, it is a shared secret that their car performance does not match their actual one. We are all waiting to see how it really plays out in the first race of the season but we are optimistic.'" you go through other statements from the other teams, until you reach Mercedes. "We are not completely happy with our results concerning the performance of the car and we will try to sort this out until the Bahrain testing and then the season opener in Melbourne. The regulation change resulted in a much different car and we are trying to understand how each and every car operates, to get our best results possible." Toto's statement does not end there since the interviewer asked "what about your opponents? Christian Horner said that you were almost surely sandbagging and you are much quicker in reality. He also joked telling us that he will give you a hard time during the season."

Toto's answer made you roll your eyes. This guy was really annoying. " Our opponents are not our main interest right now, but I guess Christian has plenty of time and is happy with their result since they might be the ones sandbagging. I got to keep up with those guys. They are two now have you seen? Two Horners, this paddock is going to have a hard time." Yeah he definitely has to catch up because you are really going to give him a hard time. That idiot. You keep reading all the team statements and you order a gin tonic to relax a bit and then you see a notification from your iMessage

Max Emilian Verstappen 🦁 22:35

'Just arrived in Monaco. Home sweet home'

'Where r u?'

Me 22:37

'I am on the plane Max, going back to Oxford. Glad to see you're home buddy' you send him a photo of the Team Principals statements and your gin next to it

Max Emilian Verstappen 🦁 22:38

'Ooh having fun I see'

'Also did you read Toto's statement? He literally said there's two Horners so I guess you are already blacklisted?'

Me 22:39

'Oh Maxy, I read it, the guy is soooo annoying and I also don't care if he blacklisted me because I have already done the same.'

Max Emilian Verstappen 🦁 22:39

'Fierce girlboss, we love to see it to be honest'

You continue reading all of the statements and you take another look at the lap times when your father's voice interrupts your flow.

"Did you read Toto's statement?"

"Yes I did. He is scared he won't be able to handle us" you laugh

"Adrian says they are probably hiding a lot of lap time and pace, that they will be showing in Melbourne"

"I know dad, but I also know that our car is quick as well. Max said he can extract more and I trust him. We are going to do well."

"Well you are not wrong. Both Adrian and GP seemed really happy with the performance and don't forget, we are the ones hiding the pace as well."He says taking a breath

"Now you seem more relaxed. We will see how this goes" you tell him.

"You are right. Now let's just chill out for the rest of the flight. We will see them at home."

You leave the papers in front of you and put them in your bag. You spend the rest of your flight on your socials chatting with your best friends about your day. Later you arrive in England.

In the next two weeks you would come and go from your home to the factory and back again doing all sorts of the required work, looking at car data and minor improvements you made for the next set of testing sessions in Bahrain. Your work tasks consumed much of your time so you barely realized that you have to leave for Bahrain tomorrow. Many days in your work you would think about what Toto said about you and your dad, and how everyone would need extra energy to keep you chilled and you felt somewhat annoyed but determined to give him the hardest time possible.

Waking up early in the morning you take a shower to start your day and you get ready for your trip to Bahrain, placing your suitcase and bags in the trunk of your Aston Martin. You drive yourself to the airport where Max is waiting for you with his jet, to catch the flight to the country where you will be testing for the rest of the week.

"Hey Maxy" you say when you see your bestfriend

"Hi girl, how's it going?"

“I'm good Max thank you. How about you?”

“Now that we are able to leave, I am much more relaxed. I am really looking forward to the testing because GP told me they changed some things that were wrong on the car and it should feel much more comfortable.”

“Adrian and dad are very positive too, let’s see what we got”

You and Max have great fun in the flight discussing your testing plans until you hear your phone vibrating. It is another email from Liberty Media, the F1 management, about the press conferences later during testing. On the very top of the list you read

“ Team Representatives press conferences (Day 1)”

Group 1

Jost Capito

Franz Tost

Mattia Binotto

Group 2

Red Bull Racing Representative

Toto Wolff

Zak Brown

Group 3

Gunther Steiner

Fred Vasseur

Marcin Budkowski

Otmar Szafnauer

As soon as you see the “Red Bull Racing Representative” on the list you hope that your father will take over for the press conference. You look at your friend and show him the list.

“Seems like you got yourself a problem Miss Horner.” Max laughs

“I am really hoping that dad will take this over, i really can’t deal with the guy for those 3 days” you say

“Oh trust me you will have to do it eventually.” he says

“I don’t even want to think about it, let’s dive back to the schedule for the next days”

“Your wish is my command” he jokes

You concentrate on your testing programme and suddenly you hear another ping from your phone

Christian “Dad” Horner 20:35

“Press conference duties for tomorrow. Good luck with the Wolff.”

You groan as you realize what awaits you tomorrow.

#f1 #formula 1 #toto wolff #toto wolff x reader #toto wolff fanfic #toto wolff imagine #enemies to lovers #horner family #red bull management

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ficsforeren · 1 year

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im so #inlove with dragon eren

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG YES MORE LOVE FOR DRAGON EREN!!!!! He really is the sweetest, isn't he 🥺🥺🥺 thank you SO MUCH for reading Ice & Fire, that really means a lot to me 😭😭😭

I hope you'll stay and enjoy the ride till the end 💕 💕 💕

#Dragon Eren is my baby #everyone who likes dragon eren automatically becomes my favorite person in the world LOL #kana answers stuff #queue

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maxburnett · 3 years

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Summer Heat, Steve Rogers Part 2 Here

- (fem!reader x Steve Rogers)

Summary: It's a hot summer day and when you stop for a popsicle and are eating it in front of Steve he can't control his Language anymore. For @syntheticavenger's 5K Follower Challenge

Warnings: Contains Smut! 18+ only minors do not interact! Includes Oral (69), Face Riding, Slight Praise Kink (?), cockwarming if you squint, Steve has a dirty mouth, WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE CAP, Ending you won't see coming (?)

Word Count: 2,734 (I Went Over Jail For Me)

How It Started

It was so hot outside, the blistering sun had been shining for the past few days, and you felt like you were going to melt. You were sitting in the shadow of a tree as Steve ran up, flopping down beside you, rubbing a hand up his face as sweat dripped down his forehead.

"It's too damn hot," he sighed, leaning his head back against the tree and tilted his head sideways to look at you.

"Language, Rogers," you said with a smirk as you looked up at him with soft eyes. "I swear to God I feel like I'm going to melt," you laughed. You pull at your shirt as if trying to fan your body with it, and he turns his head as he watches a bead of sweat run from your neck down into your cleavage. Luckily, you didn't notice. He turns his head back as you smile up at him, his blue eyes studying your face.

"What'cha thinkin' 'bout, Stevie?" You playfully punch his arm with a laugh.

"Nothing," he said and averted his gaze as he stood up. "C'mon, we should head back to the compound," he said, watching as you stretched; he gulped, feeling an erection forming in his mesh shorts. You hum in response and walk behind him, holding your water bottle, not noticing how he had to adjust himself as he reached the car and opened the door for you.

"Can we stop at that one place that makes those popsicles out of juice?" You ask as you reach forward and turn the air conditioner on full blast.

"Whatever you want is fine with me," he says as he pulls onto the road and stops by the place.

"So, do you want one?" You ask, looking over at him as he rests his head against the headrest. He turns his head towards you, tilting his head to study you as he shakes his head no.

"No, I'm good," he says, enjoying the cool air coming from the car's air conditioning. He watches you nod and reaches over for the car handle for you so you can get out of the car.

He leans his head back and watches as you walk in, your shorts leaving nothing to the imagination as he watches your ass move perfectly with each stride you take. He'd been watching you for months, and he was sure you were oblivious to the stares or the way he'd lick his lips watching you.

You definitely didn't know that he'd lay in bed with his hand around his dick, imagining it was your face he was fucking. He had his eyes closed, a groan escaping his lips as he felt his dick twitch at the images in his head. He opened his eyes, hearing the door open again, and looked over at you holding a Red, White, and Blue Popsicle.

"Look, they had one in your colors," you tease. "Do you want the first lick?"

"Umm, no, I'm good," he stammers.

You giggle and hold it up to your lips as you wrap your mouth around it, savoring the cold frozen ice that tasted like cherry, coconut, and blueberry. You moan at the coolness going down your dry throat and open your eyes as a groan escapes Steve's lips.

You can see him now, his eyes locked on your lips. You pull the popsicle from your lips as you can feel your cheeks burning. You look over at him and notice that he has an enormous erection formed in his shorts.

"Steve?"

"Don't stop on my account," he hums, his own cheeks turning a bright red. That you swear was as red as the cherry tip of the popsicle. "But don't argue with me when I get you home and my dick replaces that fucking popsicle," he said, gripping the wheel tightly. "I've wanted to have your mouth around my dick ever since I laid eyes on you. I just know you'll look good between my legs as I fuck that pretty little mouth," he says, and you feel the wetness in your panties begin to leak from your cunt.

If the others could just hear Steve's choice of words.

You honestly didn't think he had it in him.

You lock eyes with him as you bring the popsicle up to your lips. You slowly push it in all the way and suck it, making the sexiest noises you can muster. When you finish, you remove the popsicle stick, and he leans forward, bringing you into his lap, and he kisses you. Taking your lips roughly with his so he can taste the mixture of the artificially flavored popsicle.

"Just wait till we get home gonna fill you up," he says into your mouth. "Hope I don't stretch your pretty little mouth or cunt with my dick too much, Sweets," he hums, and you ache against him as you wrap your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss as you shove your tongue in. You pull away a few moments later and grind your shorts against his erection. He moans and dips his fingers into your sides before you hop off of him and look at him innocently and bat your lashes as he curses under his breath and pulls out of the parking spot. It's impressive that he didn't get pulled over on the way back to the compound; any cop would have taken one look into the car and noticed just why Captain America was speeding through New York City Traffic. But for once, for once in his life, he could care less about breaking the law.

When you got back to the compound, Steve quickly opened your door and simply pulled you up into his arms. His lips crashed down onto yours in a bruising kiss. You wondered what the others would think if they saw him walking you into the compound with your legs wrapped around his waist.

Luckily, nobody else was at the compound that day, he carried you into his room and roughly pushed your back into the wall by the door, and the two of you quickly undressed each other ad then he tossed you onto his bed, where he finally pulled your panties off and his boxers. After your underwear was removed, everything else seemed to be happening in slow motion. Steve held your body close to his and laid back on the bed. He turned you, so you were facing his dick. He watched in awe as you moved back and descended your cunt onto his mouth. The tip of your clit had emerged from the hood and glistened. You began to grind the soft flesh down against his lips. He around your clit and up inside your wet folds.

You began to hump his mouth so vigorously that he couldn't help but moan against your cunt. Your juices spilled down his flushed cheeks and dripped off of his chin, and coated his beard. His hands moved up your sides and squeezed your tits, and he smirked against you as you cursed his name.

You finally reached and took his dick and licked the tip tasting his precum. You smirked against it as you began to lick and suck it like she had the popsicle earlier. Delightful obscenities streamed from your mouth between licks.

"Steve," you hummed. "You taste so sweet," you said before taking all of him in, and you began to bob your head up and down as you wrapped your hand around his dick and moved it in unison with your mouth. He was thick, but you fit him all the way in.

"Y/N," Steve groaned, pushing his hips up against your mouth. "Wanna be in you," he said in a rough voice. You pull your mouth away, and Steve moves to lay you onto your back, his hands on both of your sides as he looks deep into your eyes and slides effortlessly inside you.

"Fuck," he says as he rubs a thumb over your clit. "S'Tight," he says as he pushes in, filling you to the hilt. You run your hand through his blond locks, pulling on it slightly as you pull his lips down to yours. He feels so good inside you. You can't even say anything at first; a string of curses leaves before you can muster the strength to say his name.

"Steve," you moan. "You're so good," you finally can say, pulling him closer with your legs. He smirks and kisses you and begins to fuck you faster and harder as you pull on his hair. Something about hearing you praising him opens something up inside Steve, and he smirks as he pulls your head, so you were looking right into his eyes. He presses his thumb to your clit as he pounds inside your pussy, and you moan his name over and over.

"Relax, sweets, just relax," he says, moving his finger up to your mouth.

He runs it along your lips, and you lean your head and take his finger, sucking your juices from it.

"That's it, sweets. Keep being good for me," he says as a smile spreads to his lips.

"Such a precious little slut you are," he says against your ear. That's one thing he can't look you in the eyes and say, and he feels you pulling him tighter and closer, your moans and curses getting louder as you pull his head back to face you. You kiss him, and he rests his forehead against yours and moans into your lips.

"Keep being good for me. Yeah, sweet thing, just relax," he said, his lips brushing softly against yours.

"Are you ready?" He murmurs. "You're doing such a good job. I can't wait to fill you up," he says, holding your hips close as he takes a few more long and hard thrusts before you come undone and your feet dig into his calves.

"You feel incredible," he groans and looks deep into your eyes. "You want me to cum inside you, don't you? Of course, you do," he says, running his fingers back over your lips and groaning as you take them back into your mouth.

"Stevie," you murmur. "Fill me up," you say, sucking his fingers, and he groans as he quickens his hips and fills you with his cum.

He lays there for a few minutes, placing sweet little kisses along your shoulders and to your neck. When he pulls out of you, you feel an emptiness inside you and smile as he smiles down at you, resting his elbow onto the mattress and his head onto his hand. He gives you the cutest little smile. His face softens, and he looks down at you with those boyish blue eyes.

"Hope I was good," he hums and kisses you as you giggle and run your fingers gently through his hair as he lays his head on your chest.

"Very good," you hum and smile as you kiss his lips. "Such a good boy," you hum.

How It's Going/Ended

You pace in your apartment as you look up at the clock on the wall. You jump slightly as there's a knock on the door. You walk over towards the door and look out of the peephole and see Bucky running his vibranium fingers through his now shorter hair, the hair that you had cut the night before.

He was holding the bag from the store that he had picked up, an order that you had made online, so he wouldn't know what it was. You opened the door and took the bag from him, and hugged him tightly as you let out a long sigh that you were holding in.

"Now, are you going to tell me what's up, doll?" He asked, stepping in. He and you had become close once Steve had chosen to go back to be with Peggy. He spent more time at your apartment than his own, finding your couch much more comfortable than his floor.

"I'm late, Bucky," you whisper, looking down at the floor. "You know it's late," you say, looking up into his blue eyes. You can feel the tears coming to the corner of your eyes. You sit down beside him, and his eyes look right at yours.

What you and Bucky had, it just happened. Naturally, a few kisses here and there, you both vented about Steve leaving to be with a woman he had only kissed once. Steve had told you that he loved you, that you made him happy, and then he left not only you but his best friend to go back in time to be with Peggy Carter.

Bucky had wanted to tell Steve that he was free, that his mind was now under his control, but he had cornered him before he had the chance and told him he was going to be with Peggy. He didn't even tell you goodbye. Bucky had to do that. He had to tell you that your boyfriend had chosen to leave you behind to be in another time with another woman. He took your hands in his, pulled you into his lap, and gently took your face with his fingers.

What you and Bucky had now, it happened naturally. Little stares here and there, he asked if he could hold your hand. The first kiss happened while watching The Wizard of Oz. While you and Bucky had sex, you had been extra careful, so you knew that the baby belonged to Steve if you were pregnant.

"Whatever that test says," he whispers with his blue eyes locked on your face. "I'm going to be right here," he says, and you lose all control, and the tears began to fall as you lean into his hand that was on your cheek. You nod, and he leans, kissing down each of your cheeks, then your lips as he wraps an arm around you.

"I don't deserve you, Buck," you say as he wipes your tears.

"Doll, if there's anyone that doesn't deserve anyone it's me," he smiles up at you as your hands move to his face. Bucky had learned that most hands were built to crush or destroy. Most had handled his body like a minefield. But yours, yours felt like the gentle flow of spring; kind on his skin and delicate. "I love you, Doll," he said, leaning his forehead against yours. "And I'll love this baby and raise it like it's mine if it's what you want to do," he says and smiles as you close the space between you and him and softly kiss his lips.

"I love you too, Buck," you whisper and smile against his lips. "I love you so much," you say against his lips.

It was then that you realize just how easy it came off of each of your lips. It wasn't like that with Steve, and Bucky was sitting there so in love with you that he was willing to raise a child that was his best friend and not his to show you just how much he meant it.

"I'm going to go take it," you whisper, and you feel his lips on yours once more before finally you pull away and walk towards the bathroom. You read the test a few times before peeing on the stick and waiting for the results to show up. It was one of those that just said "pregnant" or "not pregnant" you bit at your lip and heard Bucky walking behind you, an arm wrapping around your waist. You look up at him as the timer on your phone went off, and you lay your head on his black tee.

"Want me to look at it, doll?" He whispers, and you look up at him, slowly nodding your head. He lifts the test and reads the word "Pregnant" off to you.

Earlier, you thought you were going to cry if you read that word. But when you see the love-filled eyes of Bucky Barnes looking at you before he leans down and kisses your stomach, and you play with his hair with a giggle, nothing but happiness and pride exist inside you.

It is at that moment that you realize that while you had been given Steve's heart, it wasn't the heart that's meant to love you. That heart belonged to James Buchannan Barnes.

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bangtanpromptsfics · 3 years

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moonflower.

dialogue prompt #6: “It's 3 o'clock in the morning”

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: established relationships, fluff

word count: 1,550

warnings: making out

summary: a 3am walk in the city with your boyfriend

a/n: got this inspiration from an instagram reel and I wanted to transfer that entire feel into this one shot. hope you guys enjoyy and please drop feedbacks it really boosts motivation!! p.s as soon as I completed this, butter official teaser was released SOOOO EXCITED!!!

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“It's 3 o'clock in the morning”, you take a breath in and resume kissing him, hands tangling in the locks at his nape.

“I know”, he rasps, pulling back to bring your foreheads together, taking a moment to immerse the image of your swollen lips and cold skin of your face “It'll be fun baby”.

You don't know who exactly started kissing. Jungkook came back from his night shift not long ago and he expected you to be asleep. But he was beyond happy to catch you peacefully listening to music and waiting for him, paying attention to arbitrary details of the city still alive below. What began as a welcome kiss soon turned into a brief makeout-session, the first press of his lips against yours truly reminding how much you missed Jungkook throughout the day.

And during small breaks of catching each other's breath, he suggested for a night walk, much like a date since he had been too busy this week.

“Okay”, you huff, still feeling your chest squeezing together to get the normal breathing rate. A smile tugs at his lips and with one final smooch he leaves you to change your clothes into something safe enough for walking through the cold night.

Maybe it's because you had been with Jungkook for so long that you basically adapted a lot of his fashion sense and little habits. When you step out of your small shared apartment, you both look like members of a punk band, all black and leather.

Jungkook smiles down at you, remembering how much you have changed, it felt like you grew bored of colors as well, much of your aesthetics going monochrome at this point. There was a time Jungkook even went worried about it, thinking you were somehow adjusting to him. But you reassured him that he was all the color in your life you needed.

Jungkook interlocks fingers with you, squeezing palms together as he leads the way down stairs.

“Where are we going exactly?”, you ask, an obvious curiosity he hasn't clarified yet.

“I don't know really. We'll figure that out”.

He always had a way with words which made you warm and curious at the same time. You just smile in return and wrap your hands around his leather clad arms and walk along.

You liked this. Dates with no particular destination to be in. Just strolling till your legs are tired, eating street food, getting coffee together or studying at the public library because your apartment is located at a not so silent heart of the city.

And you liked Jungkook very much too. It sometimes feels like lopsided that it demands to overflow from underneath your skin, and sometimes when you are making love to him or cuddling his head close to your chest, you believe he feels it too.

It hits you all of a sudden that you never shared those three words. Never ever uttered them in this two years of relationship and you question them now. Totally random of a realisation just like the day you woke up in a cold sweat accepting to self that you have to confess to Jungkook.

The first place you stop by is a heavily packed food truck selling korean food. It's a usually visited one so Jungkook ask for the customary meal, fire noodles. His favorite of street foods not because there wasn't anything better, he just adored your blush flushed face when you are done.

“Babe?”, he tears open the ketchup and squeezes the content with his chopsticks while watching you, “you good?”.

Apparently you had spaced out, still fueling on the thread of thoughts from earlier. You ground yourself to the present in a jolt, “I'm alright”. You give him a nervous smile.

Jungkook pulls his chair close to yours so that your arms and knees are touching, your skin growing hot despite not touching your noodles yet.

“What are you thinking about hm?”, he demands to know, but not intimidating you more than the point. He busies his hands mixing the ketchup into your noodles instead.

“I love you Jungkook”, you blurt, eyes planted on a random spot on the ground waiting for an outcome.

“And you realized that now baby?”, he chuckles, watching you all shy. He places his noodles from his lap to the table in front to fully face your direction.

“I love you too baby, so much. And I've said that so many times before, when you are sleeping, or when you were not listening. I think I was not as brave as you”, he confesses.

Your chest swells in warmth knowing he had always told you this. You peck his nose and dig into the food, finally able to feel the hunger settling down.

Content with the late night meal, you begin to stroll again after Jungkook laughs and cups your flushed red face. You always hated spicy food as a child but then this is another one of those quirks you caught up being Jungkook’s girlfriend.

“Where do you wanna go baby”, he asks, feeling lost of a trajectory for the date and now you are equally lost too, dwelled in the fact that he will lead the night.

“I don't know”, you state and at the sight of a specific place you continue, “wanna get some drinks?”.

Jungkook immediately giggles, “We both know you lose your mind over half a glass of rum love”.

You knit your brows together for a pout, “Well then you can carry me back home can't you? That would be romantic”, you press yourself to him for no apparent reason.

“Carry you all the way home?”, he muses, holding your whining head softly on his palms while pecking your forehead.

“C’mon Koo then why do you workout for three hours all day? Make some use of your muscle”

“Oh I make plenty use of these muscles and you know it”, he teases back and you smack his arms in response.

After a few very cliche comebacks you both agree to drink the night away. Good thing that Jungkook had a good tolerance to alcohol among you two. Carrying his drunk body single handedly for a smaller human like you would be a tedious task. The math was correct here, and so you start slurping your glass of whatever cheap whiskey they had.

You were enjoying all of this, truly to the core and to the point that you swore there is nothing better to life than this. But Jungkook always felt otherwise.

You see, you are not a rich couple. Just normal millenials who go to college supported with scholarships and debts to pay, several part time jobs and a very low key life where you prioritise your expenses and plan finance together. A couple who has not went on classy restaurant dates in glittery tight fitting dress, or even a sundress and expensive suits. He always wonders about the things that could make you happier and maybe one day he can afford that Italian restaurant you once said is really nice because your sister was proposed by her husband there. You'll look so beautiful in a dress and he can't wait to allure on that.

“Koo?”, you slur, already feeling consciousness leaving your body, “What are you thinking about now hmm?”

He smiles faintly at you swirling his drink and bringing it to his lips to think upon the answer a bit.

“Nothing babe. You look so beautiful right now”, he says.

And immediately you search for a reflecting surface to check yourself out, and that's because you're drunk. Your more sober self usually ends up processing a lot of butterflies at the pit of your tummy.

“I am!?”, you beam, finally able to see a very blurred something of your bummed out face with hair falling over and maybe there's even a little dried drool at the corner of your lips.

“Yeah”, he giggles, scooping you up in his arms for a tight hug, “Let's get home shall we?”

“Carry me pwese”

“C’mon love”, he helps you climb on his back for a piggyback ride, “I'll carry you”.

You tug your limbs a little tighter around Jungkook, he pats under your thigh to loosen up so he can walk. He listens to random mumbles you are whispering to him and he smiles occasionally, carefully paying attention to everything.

“I love you so much sometimes I don't know what to do with myself”, you say and Jungkook stops dead in his track to process the words a bit.

His skin turns red which you can't see and probably you wouldn't mutter such things on your sobering. And he is glad. Glad to know that you are content with what it is. His mind stirs around, his own set of booze blazing the thought further.

“Why did you stop Koo? You tired? Should I carry you?”

“You love me that much?”, he asks, completely dodging your questions.

“Yes. So much”, you kiss his cheeks, pressing down harder then usual to prove your point.

He is convinced you are the one who has a way with the words. You say things which brings him to his knees and you remain so oblivious to it.

“Let's get you home”, he states through a smile.

Thank you so much for reading!! ♡♡

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stellarrmoon · 4 years

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Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby

Pairing: Bokuto Koutaro × fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Honorary Mention: name??? kink

Status: unedited

You were at a volleyball tournament that your cousin was playing at. You had to support him since you hadn't seen him in a year or so and his team was playing against the nationally known Fukurodani volleyball team. The actual game hadn't started yet but you were there early because you wanted to cheer him up before he had to go play.

"You're gonna do amazing, cuz. I believe in you!"

Your aunt's eldest son looked down at you with a smile, embracing you in a hug of gratitude. "Thanks, y/n. I hope we win but if we lose then we'll lose with dignity. The country's 4th top ace is in their team after all."

"Wait really? That's insane. I wonder what he looks like."

You didn't know that that curiosity of yours would be solved in the next 5 minutes. When it was time to go to the stands, you bumped into a quite beefy (in your words) person's chest and judging by the number 4 on the front of his shirt, you guessed that he was on one of the teams in the tournament.

"Hey, hey, hey, be careful, pretty lady." He had a pretty playful voice and you looked up to see a smirk on his handsome face.

"Oh. Excuse me, sir." You bowed your head and walked on when he stepped aside for you. But you couldn't help but look behind you as you continued your journey and the grey and black back of his head stayed in your mind the whole walk to the stands.

Once you got there, you saw that the teams were already on the court, in their huddles, getting themselves fired up for the match. People were cheering all around you for their respective teams and you called out your cousin's name in support. He looked up and found you instantly, putting a thumbs up in the air.

The Fukurodani team did a small warcry before dispersing to their positions and when you saw who their wing spiker was, your jaw dropped. The smirk that was on his face was a bit different that the one you saw earlier and as soon as the whistle blew, you figured out why.

The match was intense and while you were meant to be looking at your cousin, your eyes were stuck on the wing spiker, who you realised was the 4th ranked ace your cousin was talking about. He flew and slammed each and every ball that was set to him and after each spike, he let out a cry of victory. You thought it was quite attractive, seeing how fired up he got but at the end of the match, your heart broke a little for your cousin seeing how they were beaten 2 sets to 1.

"I'm so sorry, cuz, you'll get them next time."

You spent the next 20 minutes cheering him up and catching up with him before his team had to leave for their next match. Before you knew it, the tournament was over and you bid your cousin adieu as their team bus left for their home school.

"Was that your boyfriend, pretty lady?"

You gasped when a sudden presence appeared beside you. It was the beefy dude. Aka the wing spiker, ace and captain of Fukurodani. "Wow, when did you get here?"

"I've been watching since the other team entered the bus. Wanna answer my question?"

You shifted your position to face him and damn, you could've swooned right there. His nose bridge was perfectly straight and the only curve was the upturn between his nostrils. His lips were a luscious baby pink and his eyes a golden brown. Coupled with his confident aura, this man was hot.

"Enjoying the view? I don't blame you."

You smiled in amusement, "If you must know, that wasn't my boyfriend, that was my cousin."

"Oh, well that's good news for me."

"And may I ask why?"

He looked you up and down before biting his lip and saying, "That means you're free to take."

You couldn't help but get embarrassed at his statement and suddenly, you wondered why you hadn't called a taxi yet. "You're very... confident with your words sir."

"It's my specialty." He smirked again but this time, it was a bit lazy, which made him seem more attractive to you. "Are you waiting for someone?"

You got out your phone and started to call a local cab agency, "No, I've got to order a cab."

Unexpectedly, he gently took the phone from your hands and ended the call just as the number had answered. "Don't worry about it, sweetheart. I've got a car."

Even though you had just met this guy, you decided to accept his offer. He told you that his name was Bokuto Koutarou, which had a nice ring to it once you got used to the pronunciation. You told him your address and before you knew it, you were back home. "Hey, I didn't even give you directions."

"Well, sweetheart, that's because I live right next door to you." He said it so casually as if it was a mystery why you hadn't met each other till then.

"What?! Since when?"

"We moved in last month but since I'm always having practice, I usually come back home later than everyone else in the neighbourhood. Anyways, it was nice meeting you, pretty lady. I'll be sure to see you again."

You exited his car and walked to your porch chuckling at the odds. You had a feeling there was more to happen than you thought.

Weeks went by and it turned out that your room was directly across Bokuto's, which meant that you could wave to each other through your windows every morning when you got ready. He'd be wearing his uniform to go to his school and so would you when you saw each other before leaving.

He didn't take his car though, which meant that you couldn't get any more car rides from him. But it was probably for the best since you couldn't stop having dirty thoughts about him. It's how your day would start, seeing as you imagined having his school tie wrapped around your neck while he pulled you towards his face so you could-

See?

Sometimes you would have conversations through your windows but they were often short seeing as you were both in your final year and had to study for the last exams and for some reason, everytime he cut your chats short to go back to the books, it made your heart pound.

But it wasn't to say that it wasn't the same for him. Seeing you in that short, plaid skirt did something to him and he didn't particularly enjoy having a boner while going to Fukurodani High.

One day, he came back home early since there wasn't any practice and saw you changing through your window. Well, not exactly, but he could see your silhouette through your thin curtains and my, my, did he not almost drool.

You took off your shirt first and threw it on your chair, then your skirt came off next. The curve of your spine blended perfectly with the rounded shape of your butt and he subconsciously bit his lip while his eyes stayed glued to your form. He guessed that you were now only in your underwear and the thigh high socks you had to wear and his pants immediately felt tighter at the image. "Fuck."

Before you continued to take anything else off, he turned away and went to go have a cold shower. Deep down, he was nervous wreck. The confidence was natural to him but when it came to you... it seemed that it was wearing thin.

Only a few days went by and Bokuto caught you every time after school when you were changing. He felt like a pervert for using the short scene to masturbate every single night.

That saturday, your mother asked you to go take over some muffins to the house next door, because she had met the parents of the home earlier that week. You were fine with it until you realised that it was the Bokuto Residence and you would see... him.

Softly, you knocked on the door and unbeknownst to you, a shirtless Bokuto Koutarou answered the door. Both your eyes widened, his with shock and yours with embarrassment. He was sweating and you watched as a few drops travelled down his hard chest, six-pack abs and into his shorts via his very prominent v-line. "Woah..."

"Hey, hey, hey. Nice to see you in front of me again, pretty lady."

He propped his elbow on the side of the door so you could see his laterals and biceps become more prominent and you felt yourself swallow. "Uh- my, uh- mom. Cupcakes. Bring over. I–"

He took the container from you and opened it, while raising an eyebrow. Inside were red velvet cupcakes, with white, cream icing on top and they looled good so he took one. One bite in, he closed his eyes and moaned, "Mmm, sweetheart, that's delicious."

When he opened his eyes, they were lazier as he licked the icing on his lip off. "T-thanks. I'll tell her that..."

You left immediately after that and as soon as you entered your room, jumped onto your bed and screamed into the pillow. Even Bokuto heard it from his kitchen while finished his 3rd cupcake and he furrowed his eyebrows.

You couldn't believe you saw him like that. He looked so... hot. His black and white hair was drenched in sweat and instead of classically being styled up, it fell over his forehead. Not to mention his amazing body and the... the veins that disappeared into his shorts.

"What the hell? What just happened?"

You stared at the ceiling for longer than you thougt and before you knew it, it was nighttime. Looking over to Bokuto's window, you saw that it wasn't covered by curtains. His bedroom door opened and he plopped onto his bed without noticing you. You were about to greet when he flopped onto his back and suddenly, his dick sprung up in the air.

What. The. Fuck?

You were frozen in astonishment and it was worse when you saw his hand start to slowly move up and down his shaft. He was moaning softly from the little you could hear through the open window and before you knew it, he was thrusting into his hand. He seemed so desperate trying to catch his high that you clenched your thighs as you felt yourself get wet.

"Mm, fuck, Y/N!"

And he exploded. You saw his cum shoot up into the air before it landed somewhere, you didn't know the exact place but, as soon as it happened, you closed your curtains and went to your shower.

Bokuto heard the noise but when he looked back, nothing was out of the ordinary. Except... his window. Wide open. "Shit."

When you were done with your (cold) shower, you saw a text from Bokuto that read:

Bokuto Koutarou: Hey, did you hear anything weird today?

You: what do you mean?

Bokuto Koutarou: like... from my house.

You contemplated your answer before responding.

You: nope.

He left the message on read and let out a huge sigh of relief. Thank God you didn't hear him or else he would've buried himself alive.

Both of you went to sleep feeling weird that night; none of you knew of the rest to come.

On Sunday, you were home alone and suddenly remembered that your mom asked you to fetch your container from the Bokutos before she left on a business trip. "Oh shit!"

You went over immediately, without thinking of what you were wearing and knocked. Luckily, Mrs Bokuto answered the door but she looked as if she was leaving. "Hi Mrs Bokuto. May I please fetch my mom's container?"

"Oh, of course, darling. Me and my husband are going away on holiday for the week and we have to leave for the airport now so help yourself, please? It's on the counter. The kitchen is to the right."

With that, she exited her house and her husband followed with two suitcases on either of his hands. He smiled in acknowledgement and without any more time to waste, their white Lexus sped off.

Like she said, you helped yourself in and went to the said kitchen. You were glad it was easy to spot the container because it really was on the counter. But what you didn't particularly enjoy was freezing when you heard a familiar voice speaking to you.

"Hey, hey, hey, pretty lady. Any reason why you're in my house?"

You turned and saw Bokuto Koutarou leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. Thankfully he was dressed today. "Bokuto. Hi. I'm here to fetch my mom's container."

"Oh. And here I thought you were here to visit me."

You smiled sheepishly and started moving forward, container in hand. As you were about to exit the room, he moved in front of you, arms still crossed.

"Um..." you stepped to the side but he followed you. "Can I get passed?"

"No."

"Wh-"

"You can't get passed. I'm tired of playing your games, pretty lady."

"Bokuto-"

"Koutarou. Call me by my name."

For some reason, his hostile behaviour was making you... horny? The way he crossed his arms so his jacket stuck to his muscles like a second skin; the way his jaw was locked as he looked down on you with his golden eyes. The way he towered over you with his legs apart, his stance mimicking that of a predator about to catch its prey.

"Go on. Say it."

You hesitated and stammered. Instead of you usual strong voice, his name came out as a defeated whisper, "Koutarou..."

He took the container in your hands and threw it into the counter so that it banged against the wall between the cupboards and the former. You flinched at the loud sound, but impressed with how good his aim was. He took steps forward which made you step back in turn. This continued until your back hit the island in the middle of the kitchen and you had nowhere else to go. "You know what I'm talking about right?"

It sounded more like a statement than a question. "No..." You had a feeling that:

"I know, y/n. I know you saw."

"Saw what?" You didn't know why you were still acting clueless because it didn't seem to be working. But what made you finally succumb to his interrogation was when he forced his knee between your thighs and pressed his body against yours.

It was hot. Or was it you? Maybe him? You couldn't think straight with his cologne engulfing you. "Mmm... just like you to get sll flustered. You know how cute you look when that happens? Now I'm going to give you one more chance to admit to your actions."

"I... I did see." You sighed.

"Mhm. Tell me what you saw, pretty lady."

You closed your eyes and went limp, "I saw you cum. When you said my name."

He grabbed your thighs and lifted you so you could sit on the counter of the island, situating himself between your legs. "And did you enjoy that, princess?"

"I don't know."

He squeezed your waist.

"I think you're lying." He moved his head so that his lips were by your ear. "You know what I hate? It's how you don't know how sexy you are to me. Look at you." He was speaking so lowly and slowly that you were hooked on his every word– it was making your pussy quiver. "You think you can come into my house wearing that thin fucking sundress?"

Suddenly, his other hand moved under your dress, caressing your thigh and stopped at the apex where he rubbed his thumb back and forth on the soft skin.

"You don't even have any panties on." You could feel his smirk against your ear. "It's like you knew you were going to see me."

He pulled back and you could breathe again. He walked away, his large back moving further and further away from you as he stopped his antics. "Bokut- Koutarou, wait!"

He stopped and craned his head. He had such a beautiful side profile.

"I did see. And... I liked it. I liked it a lot. In fact, I've fantasized about you so many times since we met and I can't take it anymore."

"So what am I supposed to do about that, sweetheart?"

"Bokuto Koutarou... please fuck me."

It sounded like a plea for help and honestly, it was all he needed to unleash himself. The next few moments were a blur for you because you went from being on the island to being in Koutarou's bed, watching him strip down to nothing without shame.

"Koutarou." You breathed when you saw his dick – it looked even bigger than before. Was that going to fit inside you?

"I'll make it fit, princess." He grinned and beckoned you over to him at the edge of the bed.

You crawled on all fours, feeling your dress ride up over your ass and it was met with cold air. So now you were face to cock with Bokuto Koutarou and it looked like you were about to know the true meaning of choking.

"You're staring at it like you want it in your mouth." He caressed your cheek and let his thumb run along your bottom lip, pulling it down before releasing it. His strong hand grabbed a hold of his hard shaft and you felt a sudden slap against your face. "Is that what you want, princess?"

He slapped you with his dick. Due to the size of it, it was a bit painful but instead of feeling offended, you felt your wetness drip down your thighs. It was still in his hand, but this time, when he moved it, he placed the tip against your lips.

"Hm? You want this cock down your throat?"

You were looking up at him with your pretty brown eyes that looked like they were tearing up and it turned him on to no end.

He leaned over and to your surprise, swiped his hand across your slit from behind, collecting a sticky puddle of your wetness in his hand and placing it on his dick. Your eyes widened as he coated his shaft with it while your lips were still on his tip. "I'm gonna need you to be a good girl for me and take my cock well, okay?"

You nodded without hesitation and finally, you opened your mouth. In went his dick and you gagged immediately at the shear size as it touched the back of your throat. It was already slippery due to the coat of your juices but one thing was prominent.

"Can you taste yourself on my cock, baby? Hm? Do you like it? The way you're slobbered all over my dick?"

You couldn't do anything except blow him. Your cheeks hollowed out as you took him in and out, and in and out. Eventually he had his head thrown back and he was moaning out every other word like "baby", "fuck", and "you're killing me, princess".

It was another 5 minutes before he had enough and he pushed you onto your back, spread your legs as wide as they could and dived into your cunt. "Fuck, Bokuto!"

He slapped your thigh hardly which led you to yelp, making you wonder what you did to deserve it. "I told you to call me by my name."

You understood him perfectly. But the way his tongue moved against your clit didn't warrant any say of his name, or any word, even. All you sounded like was "Mmm" and "yes" and "please"; it was music to his ears. He coupled his tongue movements with two fingers inside you. You were tight around them so that he could barely separate them but the way he curled them towards himself hit a spot you didn't know you had. "Ohhhh my God, Koutarou."

"That's right, say my name, princess." He growled against your clit. He started getting more aggressive as time went on and eventually, he started hitting you on your abdomen, your thighs, and even your clit. Your nipples were straining against your dress as you arched your back, feeling a particular knot get tighter and tighter.

"Koutarou, I'm going to-"

"Do it, baby. Cum on my face."

He sucked and fucked until you did as he said, hips locking as lapped his tongue along your slit while you rode out your orgasm. Your legs were trembling by the end of it but he didn't feel like giving you a break.

"I'm going to fuck you so good, princess." He said as he climbed over you, kissing you deeply and letting you taste yourself on his lips. His tongue entered excitedly and he moaned into your mouth. Your dress was long gone now seeing as he ripped it straight down the middle.

Your chests were pressed together so your boobs were against his pecs and it felt so good to you that you let out a small mewl. While he planted kisses and bites down your neck, you caught your breath and looked up to the ceiling to see... a mirror. There was a mirror on the ceiling and that meant you could see everything that was happening.

Your worn out face. Koutarou's back muscles rippling as he paid attention to your chest and neck; his ass that you could imagine gripping onto as he thrusted hard into you.

He stopped what he was doing and looked into your eyes, "Are you ready?"

"For what?- Ohhhhh." You looked at your own face through the mirror above as he slowly pushed himself in. The stretch of your cunt felt so good that it hurt and you couldn't help but cry. "Fuck, Koutarou."

"Say it again." He started thrusting, "Say my name again."

"Koutarouuuu." You droned out.

His hips moved relentlessly. It seemed that he was waiting for this for a long time and now you understood why. It felt so good. "I fit so perfectly inside you, princess."

As his dick slipped in again, he hit the spot from earlier except, it felt so much more intense. "Yes, Koutarou, do it again."

And so he did. He was moaning along with you, whispering dirty words into your ear and the deeper he went inside you, the closer you were to cumming. You pushed his shoulders up so that you could see his face and as soon as you made eye contact, he smiled. It was so devilish and hedonistic and it fit him perfectly.

He bit his lip as he looked down to see yourselves colliding. In, out. In, out. That's what his dick was doing. In and out of your squelching pussy and so easily, that he could've sworn that your hole was made for him. "Koutarou, I'm going to cum again."

"That's a good girl. Do it for me, princess. Cum on my cock."

He went back to thrusting deeply and languidly and as you watched his big form move above you, you went over the edge creamed with him inside you. "Oh yes, oh yes, Koutarou, I love it."

"You love it?" He asked as he pumped through your climax.

"Yes, baby, I do. Give it to me, more, please, Koutarou."

He groaned, "I love it when you say my name. Can I cum inside, princess?"

"You ca- do whatever you want, Ko- koutarou." You belted out as more orgasms overtook you.

"Say it again."

"KOUTAROU, MY GOD!!!"

That was what it took for him to cum inside you. He stayed in there for a while, sweat dripping from his chin onto your face. Your bodies were sticky and sweaty from his sex and it both of you were worn out.

"Koutarou..." you started but were interrupted by him pulling out and roughly turning you onto your stomach.

He pulled your hips up so you were face down, ass up and licked his lips when he saw your combined cum squeezing out of your cunt. "Round Two, pretty lady."

I guess, you were the only one worn out?

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we-have-bangtan · 3 years

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Random One-shot.

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Theme: Angst, fluff, pain.

Warning: mentions of alcohol and swear words.

A/n: pls imagine long hair Jungkook from winter package 2021.

“I want an answer, goddammit!” Jungkook yelled in his drunk stupor. His eyes looking up to the sky from the large rock he was standing on, he wanted an answer, he was tired of this.

"WHY AM I NOT A PRINCESS???" He yelled again when someone yelled at him. "Jesus Christ, can you not shut up, dumbass' like you don't get to be princesses!" a female voice snapped

"GOD??" he asked, terrified, he wasn't sure if he was ready to meet God yet, he was still so young and dumb, a sinner who hadn't done a single act of redemption yet.

"No you idiot, look down here!" the voice said again, this time much closer, Jungkook looked down as instructed to see Yn looking up at him from the foot of the rock, "You!!!" he yelled, jumping off the rock in an attempt to look cool only to stumble and fall to the ground.

"Aish what a loser!" she playfully sneered as she reached out to help him up, "You didn't get hurt, did you?" she asked, taking his hand as pulling him along with her.

"Why did you come here?" he asked, stumbling after her to where ever she was taking him, he didn't care where she was taking him, he was just happy that she was with him. "Why? am I not supposed to be here?" she demanded watching in amusement as Jungkook tried to correct himself.

"Could you not be nicer to me? I'm going through a tough time here" he groaned, putting all his body weight on her as she dragged him to his car.

"You're facing the consequences of your actions Koo, you bought these tough times upon your self" she mumbles softly, resting him against the car door before patting his pants.

"Yah, Yn! you're hot and all but not my type, this is harassment!" he yelled, hiccuping between each word. "Shut up and stay still, I'm trying to find your keys" she huffed as she finally pulled his keys out of his back pocket.

She successfully shoved him into the passenger seat before heading to the other side, "Here have some water" she said, opening the bottle of water he always kept in his car. He obeyed quietly, his eyes growing wider as he put his lips to the mouth of the bottle, taking a few sips. Her cooing and praise motivating him to finish the whole bottle.

He rested his head on her shoulder as she rived up the engine, she didn't seem to mind the weight of his head, calmly changing gears as they went down Namsan mountain. "How did you get here?" he asked, already half asleep. "Yoongi gave me a ride" she answered as she pulled up on the main road which was quite crowded for 1:00 a.m.

"Why did you come to get me? I've been horrible to you" he asked feeling a pang in his chest remembering all that he had done to her, to sweet, sweet Ynnie who never saw wrong in anyone.

"You weren't horrible Gukkie, you were just hurt, you didn't hurt me or anything" she said, her eyes on the road, she refused to look at him as he spoke.

"Stop saying that, I put too much effort into hurting you for you to say that" he whined as un-shed tears pooled in his eyes, she laughed at his words, it was true.

He had gone out of his way to hurt her one too many times, and it had hurt like a gun shot right through her chest, but she was okay now, she was doing fine and had forgiven this brat a long time ago, but he didn't seem to be able to forgive himself for the pain he had caused her.

"Go to sleep Jungkook-ah, I'm here with you, just sleep, I'll wake you up once we get home." she mumbled softly, her words giving Jungkook the green light to fall asleep.

Jungkook felt like he was seeing God when he woke up, a blinding light in his eyes, but blinking a few times proved to him that that was not the case. It wasn't God, just his bedroom curtain being drawn away and the sun shining in.

He groaned as he realized where he was, 'was it all a dream?' he thought as he pulled himself off his bed, his head felt like it had been bombed with a M67 grenade, an unpleasant taste settling in his mouth from all the alcohol last night only to realize that he was in the same clothes he had been wearing yesterday.

He really wished last night hadn't been a dream, that Yn had actually come to get him from Namsan mountain. It had been their spot before they had stopped going there due to the amount of drunkards who went there to drink and left beer bottles everywhere.

He never would have thought he'd join that category but his actions last night made him ashamed of himself.

A shower was up next, the scalding water hitting his skin made him hiss, but he refused to wait till the water cooled down, his mind stopped thinking for a while as he showered.

The thoughts flooding back once he got back, pulling on a t-shirt as he went into the living room.

"So you're awake!" Namjoon yelled when he saw Jungkook emerge from his room. "My head is killing me!" Jungkook groaned as he headed to the fridge, "Yn left a note and something else for you, it's on the kitchen counter" Jin yelled from his place on the couch.

Yn's sticky note stuck to a lunchbox which laid on the counter, he wiped his hair with a towel as he grabbed a bottle of cold water, going to read the note,

Jungkookie,

Please drink moderately from now on, being an alcoholic is so not cool and don't drink in public, you'll get arrested.

I know you're going through a tough time so I made kookies for you, enjoy them to the fullest and please try to get the closure that you deserve. Don't coop yourself up in your room, you're starting to get too pale.

Please be careful, tell the boys I love them <3.

Yn.

'tell the boys I love them', Jungkook read the same line over and over again, did this mean she didn't love him anymore? was he no longer existent to her?

He didn't know what that line meant, but it made him sad, sad that he wasn't part of the 'boys' that she was referring to, nope, he was no long one of her 'boys', she was someone who he'd never be able to face again.

A pang went through his chest as reality settled in once again. He had no redemption from this, no one should forgive him for the things he had done to her, not even him.

"Did you see her when she left?" he asked as he picked up the lunchbox, seeing the perfectly made kookies inside, tears welled up in his eyes as he looked down at them, kookies were Yn's version of dasik, a traditional Korean cookie that she made often.

Nostalgia hit him like a truck as he picked up the fragile dessert, the smell of sesame seeds bringing back memories of the two of them in her parents' kitchen, him teasing her while she toiled away at the counter, grinding, kneading and pressing.

He didn't help because she always yelled at him for making a mess but oh, the things he'd do to get her to yell at him again, even if it was for just one more time.

"Yn made dasik????" Jimin said, peering at the delicacy, Jungkook quickly wiped away his tears, trying to seem strong, he didn't want his hyungs seeing him cry over sweets.

Jimin's words had caught the attention of everyone else, making them all whine, "How come he gets sweets and I get nothing!!" Jin huffed as he pulled his phone out to dial Yn's number, a number Jungkook didn't have anymore.

"Yah, Jungkookie, sharing is caring you know" Namjoon said as he got up from his place when Yoongi stopped him, he knew how much the cookies meant to Jungkook now that he and Yn were no longer the same that they used to be.

Jungkook quietly walked back to his room with the box and water bottle, plopping down on the floor so he could lean his back against the bed, he opened the box again.

He picked one delicate kookie up, she had named it after him when things had still been fine, no, not fine, when things had been wonderful. He never thought these cookies would mean so much to him.

The tears that he had controlled so carefully in the kitchen flowed free as the memories flooded his mind, every memory of Yn fitting like the beautiful stained glass windows of churches, he rushed to pull out his phone, scrolling through the bin in search of pictures of the two of them.

He didn't know why Yn's presence had affected him so much, but it had affected him in a way no break up could. It had been an year since he and Yn had gone off the deep end, cutting off contact with each other. Jungkook had gone the extra mile to delete all the pictures he had of Yn and to make her life as horrible as he could.

He couldn't blame it on his, now, ex-girlfriend Minjoon who had encouraged him to cut her out, all he could do was blame himself for it, he had no reason for being like that, no excuse to make himself feel better, he never thought Yn leaving his life would be more painful than Minjoon leaving.

Fuck, he had never though Yn would leave his life, if someone had told that to 19 year old Jungkook, he would have laughed in their face. But now, here he was, crying over Yn's kookies and her photos.

He had been a terrible friend and he'd never forgive himself for it, he had done unmentionable things that had ripped Yn from him despite her trying to hold on for so long.

His tears turned into sobs as he remembered all the times she had just taken his abuse without a word while the rest of the boys had yelled at him.

He was a fool for choosing Minjoon over her, when he had broken up with Minjoon the day before yesterday, he hadn't been sad that they had broken up, he was sad that he had let go of Yn, that he had lost hold of the one constant in his life.

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Namjoon pressed his ear to the door, hoping to hear something, anything, that would indicate Jungkook was still alive in there. It had been 3 days since he had locked himself in, only coming out at the dead of night to grab more booze before going back inside.

He felt Jungkook deserved ever inch of pain he was going through for everything he had done to Yn, Namjoon pitied him, the kid was still young, supposed to be carefree and making merry, but here he was, drinking his life away.

While Namjoon definitely wouldn't mind leave Jungkook alone to get over it himself, he couldn't let the kid just die in there.

Jungkook jerked awake when a bucket of water was splashed on his face, his head and neck aching at the sudden movement, "What??" he thought as he looked around, empty bottles of alcohol scattered around his room.

He didn't think as he laid back down in the puddle of water, ready to go back to sleep when a sharp pain shot through his body, starting from his leg, he immediately jerked up again, his gaze on the chunky pair of shoes that had just caused him pain.

"I TOLD YOU TO DRINK MODERATELY" a voice yelled as his eyes traveled above the shoes till his eyes met Yn's dark ones, he didn't know what to do or say now that he was face to face with him.

"You need to get over Minjoon, she was a hoe for breaking your heart, but that doesn't mean you become an alcoholic, now go take a shower, you smell of garbage" she said, pulling Jungkook onto his feet. He swayed a little letting the words sink in.

"You think I'm this upset because of Minjoon?" he asked when his brain finally started working again, "Ummm... are you not?" she asked, seeming surprised at the revelation.

"No, I'm not" he said, stepping closer to her, quickly stopping when he saw her move away, "Go shower Jungkook, we'll talk once you've eaten something" she said softly, her concern for him evident in her tone.

He quietly left, heading to the bathroom, praying that she'd still be there by the time he came back. He washed his hair and body as quickly as possible, clumsily dropping the bottle of shampoo and bar of soap in the process.

He stepped out to a somewhat clean room, the puddle of water was gone, but the bottles remained the way they were before, he quickly gathered them up, using his foot to swing the door open as he head into the living room.

He saw Yn and Jimin chilling on the couch, giggling over something on Jimin's phone, oblivious to his presence. He loudly dropped the cans and bottles into the trash making the two of them turn towards him.

"All clean?" Yn asked, craning her neck so she could see him clearly. He nodded, he had freshened up although his hair was still wet. She beckoned him over to the couch, shoving Jimin out of his place next to her (it made him whine but he left eventually) .

A bowl of steaming hot ramyeon sat on the coffee table, the serving was enough for two people and Jungkook assumed it was both for him and Yn. She turned onto her side, facing him as he sat on the couch, he did the same, pulling his feet up and crossing them as she stared at him with a smile.

She picked up the bowl of ramyeon, handing it to him, "Eat." she demanded, giving him a pair of chopsticks as well. "Are you not eating?" he asked, digging his chopsticks in, "You haven't eaten in three days, Jungkook, you need to eat" she answered as he slurped the noodles, "this is good!!" he exclaimed.

Yn almost drooled at the noises he made while eating, her mouth watering at the thought of exactly how good that ramyeon was, "you want some?" Jungkook asked as he pulled up a piece of chicken from inside, hovering it within the reach of her mouth.

Yn gulped as she stared at the piece, no, no no, she should not, "go on, one bite" Jungkook tempted, his hand still infront of her mouth, "no? are you sure?" he teased, seeing right through her poker face.

Yn gave in when Jungkook made a huge show of pulling his chopsticks away, leaning forward and grabbing the piece of chicken with her mouth. "I'll go get you another pair of chopsticks" Jungkook aid as he got up, he felt better, maybe he and Yn would go back to how things were before.

He hopped back onto the couch, handing her the chopsticks. They passed the bowl back and forth, each of them taking a bite and passing it back. "Why did you come here anyway?" he asked as she slurped on the noodles.

"Why? should I not come?" she demanded as she passed the bowl back, he paused, looking up at her, "I just never thought you'd come back here after everything" he answered, taking a big bite before giving it back.

"want to order some jajangmeyoen? I don't think this ramen will be enough" he said, scrolling through his phone for the restaurant's phone number, Yn hummed in agreement as she passed the bowl back, "here order" he said, handing her his phone as he continued to eat.

"I came because Namjoon called me saying you drank yourself to death" she admitted as she dialed the number, ordering a variety of side dishes before hanging up.

"You were worried" he said, reframing the answer she gave, "I never stopped" she mumbled as she finished the last of the ramen in the bowl, the sauce getting on her upper lip as she drank the rest of the soup.

"Why did you care so much?" he mumbled as he pulled his long sleeve to wipe away the sauce o her face, like a parent tending to their messy child. "Because I love you" she huffed as she saw tears well up in Jungkook's eyes at her words.

She pulled him into her arms, holding him tight as he cried, 'poor Jungkook, he's been through so much' she thought as she hugged him tight, "I though you didn't love me anymore" he sobbed as he held on to her waist, refusing to let go.

"Aigoo, why did you think that, did I ever give you a reason to think that I don't love you anymore?" she coo'd, it was funny, how Jungkook was much bigger than she was in size, yet he tended to make himself as small as possible when she held him.

"But I hurt you so much, why would you still?" he sobbed, she held him tighter, letting him cry, "you were in love, I don't blame you, you didn't know any better" she assured, "That doesn't excuse everything I did" he mumbled.

It was true, it didn't excuse what he did but he was too precious for Yn to push away, he meant too much for her and she knew it wasn't totally Jungkook's fault that they had fallen apart in pieces.

She had put all her baggage on him, regardless of if he could carry it for her or not, it had been a key factor in driving him away. She had been too dependent on him, she basically revolved around him till they broke apart.

But Jungkook going away had made her better, more independent and more social. She stopped connecting comfort with Jungkook, he was not her comfort during those times, she had learnt to comfort herself, make herself happy.

During the time her and Jungkook had been fighting, her ego had flared up, she stopped trying with him, preferring to return the snarky attitude that he was giving her, his actions had hurt her pride but she was over it now, she had made peace with the past and with Jungkook's behavior.

She knew he was suffering and she hated seeing him like this, "don't cry, don't cry kook, it's okay, I'm fine, I'm over it" she mumbled as his sobs turned into silent tears.

She looked up to see Namjoon standing at the doorway, seeing awkward and uncomfortable. Yn gave him a small smile, he considered that as permission to sneak into his room quietly.

Jungkook's sobs turned into silent tears as he came to terms with reality, Yn was here with him again, she was the same, she didn't hate him, she still loved him the same. "Who the hell even told you that I don't love you anymore?" Yn demanded as she saw his tears subside, he just held on to her now, no more crying.

"You wrote 'tell the boys i love them' what else do you want me to think" he whined as buried his face in her neck, not wanting to see her eyes narrow at him, "yah, I didn’t write that note so you'd overthink and cry about it" she scolded as she squished his cheeks in her hand.

He pulled away, getting up to go drink some water, he just had the most satisfying cry of his life and he felt lighter, maybe it was the dehydration, he didn't know but he certainly felt lighter. His head was more clear than it had been in ages.

He was washing his face when the doorbell rang, "jajangmyeon!!" Yn exclaimed as she went to answer the door, taking the various boxes before grabbing his wallet, "where is your card?" She yelled as she dug through it. "Its on the desk in my room" he yelled back as he scrubbed the soap off.

He felt happy, hearing her shuffling around in the apartment after such a long time, it made him think that they could go back to how they were before. But for now, he was satisfied, happy, he'd take whatever she'd give him now. He had a lot of making up to do and he swore he'dtreat her better than he had. He'd make himself a better friend for her.

Even if they didn't become best friends right away, he swore he'd put in the effort and consideration to make himself deserving of her love again.

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Can u please write a story of takado where they are in a relationship where Takado has a son ( his mom left him to Takado and left them).... but his mom came back and want takado and her son back!!

Yaaay! I see that my readers know what I like. I have a thing for single parents and kids from another marriage trope. Thank you for asking this. Hope you'll like it. Enjoy! ❤️

P.S. One request answered, twenty to go.

Building a happy family (Takado x MC) (Scenario)

Word counting: 2415

MC looked at the pregnancy test in her hands while waiting for the result. Her period was late. Though, she took pills. Maybe she once forgot to take one? MC didn't remember. She and Takado engaged after three years of dating. It wasn't in their plans to have a child so soon. Of course, they wanted one. So, the young doctor became more fidgety with each second that passed.

A knock on the door woke MC from her trance. She instinctively put a hand on the doorknob to make sure that it wouldn't open.

"Mom, why are you talking so long?"

It was Little Takado. His voice was higher than usual, and his tiny fists hit the door a few times. MC knew that by then, the result was already visible. Though, she couldn't bring herself to look at it while the kid needed so much to use the restroom.

The moment she left the door, the kid sprinted in. It was only her and Little Takado at home. Dr. Takado was on-call at the hospital. Meanwhile, MC had to take care of the kid and drive him to school. She thought that she had enough time to take the test before the son woke up. Though, she was wrong

While Little Takado was showering, MC looked at the test results. She was right. Her head fell on her knees while her hands pressed on her abdomen. She wasn't afraid about her career or Takado's reaction. They talked a few times about it. Though, it was unexpected. MC needed some time to understand what happened. However, she felt how her lips curled upwards. If she had been alone, she would shout and jump around to try to get rid of the feeling building inside of her

"Are you sick?" MC suddenly heard a soft, worried voice near her. She had no idea how Little Takado was so good at sneaking.

"No. Everything is good. Let's eat and go," the young doctor said, a bit rushy, and stood up.

The boy was taken aback by MC's sudden energetic movements, though he was already used to her antics. She was always attentive when he was talking, being near him when his dad couldn't. It didn't take him long till he accepted her as a new member of the family. Though, he started only a few months ago to call her 'mom'. It was after he found out that she would stay, she wouldn't leave them. MC and his dad were going to marry soon.

After Little Takado was safely delivered to his school, MC drove to the hospital. It was a tradition in their relationship for the free one to take home the other one at the end of the shift.

When she parked the car, Munechika was already waiting for her. MC expected to see him excited like he usually was every time she appeared. Though, a big frown was on his face. 'Maybe he had a hard shift,' she thought and gave him the brightest smile she could. When Munechika entered the car, he immediately leaned in his seat and put a hand on his eyes. For the entire ride, he sat like this. From time to time, MC checked on him. He looked tired.

Dr. Takado entered the apartment first. He lay on the couch, with his long legs suspended in the air. MC couldn't wait to tell him the big news. She had to do it as soon as possible.

When Munechika felt her presence near him, his hand caught MC's wrist. For a while, they stayed like this. The soon-to-be Mrs. Takado knew that it was her fiance's way to announce that he had something important to say or needed her presence to soothe the demons inside of him.

"My ex texted me," he suddenly murmured.

"Which one?" MC asked on auto-pilot. She could guess the answer, though she didn't want it to be the right one.

"She wants to try to win him over," Munechika continued, ignoring MC's question. "She said that she understood what a big mistake she made eight years ago."

MC felt how her knees became weak under her. She didn't want her fiance to understand it. So, she tried to sit near him as softly as possible. Her hands were caressing his fingers. Munechika sighed. MC closed the distance between them and put her head on his chest. The next second, both man's hands were on her back, squeezing her against him. MC knew she couldn't bring another bomb on him. Their priority was to deal with the first one.

"I can't stop him from interacting with his mother, you know?" the doctor started. MC nodded, with her face still pressed against his chest.

"Will you meet together to discuss this?"

Munechika took a deep breath and kissed MC's hair. His fingers were buried in her soft locks that smelled just like his.

"I don't want to, but I must. I don't want my son to feel betrayed again. I have to ask his opinion."

"He's a smart boy. Just like his father. Talk to him as soon as you feel better."

Standing up, MC went towards the kitchen. She wanted to make something for her fiance to help him relax a little bit. Though, the moment she opened the fridge, she felt like throwing up. When she closed the door and took a step back, she hit something hard.

"I'll heat the food," Munechika said and pat MC on her shoulder to make her move. He needed something to distract his mind. While he was looking at the ingredients, MC ran to the restroom. She emptied the contents of her stomach, hoping that her fiance didn't hear it. When she returned to the kitchen, he was busy cutting some vegetables. Fearing that she could feel sick again, MC left the kitchen and started cleaning their shared bedroom.

After half an hour, Munechika called her, and they ate together. MC felt pretty good. She let him sleep for a little while, while she went to buy groceries. When she left the building, she bumped into someone. For a few moments, two women were looking at each other. Before MC could apologize, the other one started talking.

"So, you're the little resident Munechika used to forget about me. I see his tastes became worse," the woman started of nowhere.

MC blinked a few times towards her. At first, she thought about ignoring her or giving her one of her cheeky comments. Though she understood that if Little Takado wanted to spend some time with his biological mother, she had to have an appropriate relationship with her.

"Who are you, and why are you here?"

"I want to see my son and his father - Munechika Takado. You're his fiancee, aren't you?"

"Yes, but none of them is available right now. Talk with Dr. Takado personally if you want to see him. Then, ask him about his son. I don't think you'll get what you want just from following them everywhere," that was what MC said before leaving the woman alone. She felt how her heart started beating faster. She was stressed, though she knew that the baby didn't like it.

When she returned, MC wondered if the woman talked with her ex-boyfriend or not. MC knew that Munechika was smart enough to make the best decision regarding his relationships and family. What she was worried about the most was Little Takado. He was already abandoned by his mother once. He saw how his father worked hard to maintain his career and support him. He didn't deserve to be hurt again.

"I'll meet her today. I know we were supposed to eat out together, and you both were looking forward to this. Though, it's my only free day these weeks. And this is a matter that has to be solved as soon as possible."

MC looked at him, and a nearly visible smile appeared on her face. He was the most reliable man she had ever met. She knew how much he hated the woman. Still, he understood that his feelings were his feelings and his son had the right to feel any other way. Dr. Takado had to find out what his ex's intention was, to make sure that Little Takado wouldn't be hurt again.

It didn't take Munechika too long to talk with the woman. He made it as fast as possible to be able to return home to his loved ones. MC couldn't read his expression. On the one hand, he was exasperated. On the other hand, he looked more relaxed than earlier.

"I talked to your mother today," he suddenly started. Smooth-talking wasn't his strength. His son already knew it, living together for eight years. "She asked if you want to spend some time with her, from time to time."

The boy looked at MC, asking for her opinion.

"If you want to talk to her, don't worry about me. I'll love you nonetheless. Even if you find out that you like your biological mother."

A few tears appeared on Little Takado's face. MC knelt in front of him and gave him the tightest hug she could. Munechika didn't wait for too long to join the hug and take both of his loved ones in his big hands.

It took Little Takado some time till he finally decided that he would want to see his mother. MC was on-call that day. Takado promised his son that he would wait for him in the car the whole time. If he needed him, the boy had to call him, and his father would be next to him in less than ten seconds.

MC was checking her phone each minute. She tried to concentrate on other things, though it was impossible. Her luck was that the shift was pretty calm until it wasn't.

After walking in circles for more than an hour, Dr. Kasumi sent MC to run some errands. He could guess that something was bothering her. So, he made sure to help her relax a little. While she was away, he opened some chocolates and made two cups of tea. Dr. Kasumi was ready to listen to her if she wanted to talk about this.

Being a doctor, MC learned that everything could happen in the middle of the night. What she didn't expect was to see Munechika's ex walking fast towards her. Before she could react, MC was slapped in the face.

"It's your fault that he doesn't love me anymore. It's your fault that my son doesn't acknowledge me as his mother!"

MC became more alert. She didn't want to wake up anyone. What bothered her the most was the weakness inside of her that started to grow bigger and bigger. Her heart was beating hard against her chest, and she started hyperventilating.

"It's your fault that you left them," MC said, trying to regain her composure. The next second, MC was slammed against the wall. She didn't have enough force to escape.

The next thing MC remembered was Dr. Kasumi's voice and then nothing. She collapsed. When MC's eyes opened, she had to close them immediately. The light was too bright for her. Though, it was enough for her fiance to see the movement. He squeezed her hand in a tender yet firm move.

"What happened with..." were the first words she said.

Munechika sighed. He had so much to tell her. Though, he didn't want to make her feel worse.

"From what my son told me, she kept on talking shit about you. When she wasn't like this, she tried to convince him how she was better than us and what a wonderful person she was. He couldn't listen to this and just ran away in my car without giving her any explanation."

"Why did she appear so suddenly?" MC continued.

"She broke up with her lover with whom she cheated on me. So, she thought that I would accept her back."

It was visible that the doctor was more worried about his fiancee than about his feelings. It was a lot for a few days. MC could guess that he already knew about her pregnancy, so it wasn't anything to rush about. Even if she wanted to ask him what his thoughts were. Though, there were things more urgent.

"He is with Kasumi. He was too tired, and I had to put him to sleep. Though, I couldn't leave you. Kasumi likes him. So, he'll be okay."

"On our first encounter, she told me that your tastes in women worsen. I love you, but I also want to tell you that I'm happy that she was wrong. Taking into consideration what happened, I hope that our kid will take their taste in people after me. Unlike you, I have never failed in choosing a partner."

Munechika stretched his hand to flick MC's forehead. Though, the next moment he reconsidered his choice and covered MC in his soft kisses. Having a child that was a copy of her didn't sound bad at all. Tears appeared in his eyes. Yes, he found out that his future wife was pregnant. Yet, hearing her confirming this made his heart a bit faster. He would protect his family. MC was so strong and wise. He had to be just like her.

"I want hugs too," they heard a sleepy voice coming from the entrance. Kasumi looked at them and smiled. The next moment, the family was left alone. "What happened to you? I thought that you were stronger," the boy teased his real mom a little.

Munechika looked at his fiancee and smiled. He wanted to tell his son about their addition to the family. Though, he knew that it was MC's news to break.

"You are right. Though, you know. Now a big part of my strength is concentrated in forming a new life," with these words, MC touched her abdomen. Dr. Takado's hand found hers there. They both looked at Little Takado, waiting for his reaction.

"So... I'll have a sibling?" he asked, afraid to scare the news away. When he saw his parents nodding, his tiredness disappeared, and he started to jump around, shouting happy that he would be a brother.

Munechika pat MC's head. He couldn't believe that he deserved to be so happy. His fiancee was pregnant. His son was ready to accept his sibling. Nothing could destroy his new family.

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