#I thought of this at like 12pm last night

[down-the-rabbid-hole]

Kind of joke Halloween au idea: Hocus Pocus au with the three Barranco's as the three witches

[hairstevington]

call me when you get this

Eddie Munson x Steve Harrington

Summary: Eddie and Steve are best friends, but even the best of friends have secrets.

WC: 3K

Warnings: Story told through voicemails, mild angst, coming out to each other, secret feelings, friends to lovers, kissing, swearing, light angst very brief, references to Robin and Gareth, drunk shenangians, idiots in love, set in 1991 but it doesn't matter too much, no mention of the Upside Down stuff

A/N: I have like three other WIP's happening and zero time but this idea was given to me by the beloved @tinytalkingtina in the discord and then I couldn't get it out of my head. Ao3 link here for those interested!

Tuesday, September 24th, 1991, 12:52am

GARETH hi yes I know it’s late but HAVE YOU LISTENED TO THE ALBUM YET? I need all of your thoughts immediately. Like, all of them. Every thought. Dude, my head is spinning. Ohhh, man. Kurt is a fuckin’ legend. Woooow. Okay, I could talk about this shit for like three hours but I don’t want to run out your tape so just call me back when you get this and then talk to me about it for three hours. Can I come over a little early tomorrow? Yeah, I’m gonna come over a little early tomorrow. Maybe a lot early. Alright, catch ya then. 

Tuesday, September 24th, 1991, 3:40pm

Uhh, ha. Hey Steve. Thiiiis is Eddie, obviously. I, uh, I just realized I called you in the middle of the night last night on accident, and - uhh, sorry about that. It was just - ah, screw it. You know what I am. Byeeeeee-

Tuesday, September 24th, 1991, 7:30pm

“Hey, it’s Eddie. I proooobably won’t listen to whatever you’re about to say, but shoot your shot anyway.”

Eds, how many times do I have to tell you to change your answering machine message? What if, like, the president calls? Okay, maybe not the president. But an employer or something. Or, like, what if you give the girl of your dreams your number and she calls you and hears THAT? Food for thought. Uhh, anyway, it’s fine. I wasn’t even home when you called me. Robin was, though, and so you’ll probably hear her wrath next time you come over for movie night. Good luck with that. Oh, wait. You’re at a show tonight, right? Damn. I swear I’ll make the next one. Okay, bye, dickhead. 

Wednesday, September 25th, 1991, 1:12pm

“You have reached Steve Harrington. Figured I should say that in case whoever is calling me thinks they’re calling someone else. Anyway, I’m busy right now so I’ll call you back. Bye!”

Ha, ha. You are so funny, Harrington. You ever think about being a stand-up comedian? Jesus, and you say I’M the dramatic one. Uhh, the show last night went well, by the way. Not that you were THERE. Seriously, what kind of friend even are you? I’m hurt, Steve. I’m hurt. Anyway, see you tomorrow for movie night. I get to pick. It’s only fair, right?

Thursday, September 27th, 1991, 4pm

“Hey, it’s Eddie. I proooobably won’t listen to whatever you’re about to say, but shoot your shot anyway.”

You’re not picking the goddamn movie. No way. Last time you did that we got scarred for life. Also, um. I can’t tell if you’re joking or not about me and your shows. I didn’t realize you - uhh, you’re probably joking. Forget I said anything, and see you tonight. I’m at work right now, so I’m gonna rent some backup options just in case.

Sunday, September 30th, 1991, 2pm

“Hey, it’s Eddie. I proooobably won’t listen to whatever you’re about to say, but shoot your shot anyway.”

Dustin says you were being a total dick last night. Good. That shrimp deserves to be humbled every once in a while. Your answering machine message still sucks, by the way, and yeah I’m gonna tell you every time. 

Monday, October 1st, 1991, 3:21pm

“Hey, this is Steve.”

“And Robin!”

“And you’ve somehow managed to call us when neither of us are here.”

“We are probably together.”

“Yeah, probably.”

“Or we just don’t want to talk to you.”

“Oh, that too.”

“Either way, leave a message and we’ll get back to you later!”

“Probably.”

“Probably!”

Steve. My guy. I can’t believe you make fun of me for my bullshit message all the time and now you’ve created and advertised THAT abomination?? I’m - wow. I forgot why I even called.

Monday, October 1st, 1991, 3:23pm

“Hey, this is Steve.”

“And Robin!”

“And you’ve somehow managed to call us when neither of us are here.”

“We are probably together.”

“Yeah, probably.”

“Or we just don’t want to talk to you.”

“Oh, that too.”

“Either way, leave a message and we’ll get back to you later!”

“Probably.”

“Probably!”

Okay, I remember now. I know you said you have that date tomorrow with Heidi or Melissa or Samantha or whoever is currently obsessed with you, but I really do want you at the show if you can make it. You can bring her, if you want. Actually, it might be a good test. If she hates metal, she fails. I only want the best suitors for you, Steve Harrington. Be there or I’ll be REALLY annoying about it forever. 

Tuesday, October 2nd, 1991, 11:45pm

“Hey, it’s Eddie. I proooobably won’t listen to whatever you’re about to say, but shoot your shot anyway.”

Hey, it’s Steve. So, uh - I saw your show tonight. You’re probably not home yet, but I don’t know where you are. Cuz like, I tried to find you after your set but you disappeared. I hope everything’s okay. You sounded great, by the way. I mean, you all did. Remember me when you’re playing at the Garden? Oh also, I heard like three women talk about how badly they wanted you, so…I dunno, just figured you’d like to hear that. Hey, maybe you got with one of them and that’s why you’re not answering. In that case, hope you’re having fun? Okay, now it’s weird. Bye, Eds.

Wednesday, October 3rd, 12:54am

“Hey, this is Steve.”

“And Robin!”

“And you’ve somehow managed to call us when neither of us are here.”

“We are probably together.”

“Yeah, probably.”

“Or we just don’t want to talk to you.”

“Oh, that too.”

“Either way, leave a message and we’ll get back to you later!”

“Probably.”

“Probably!”

Steeeeeeeeeeeve. You absolute buffoon. You beautiful, oblivious man. Why’dya think I wanted you there’so badly t’night, Steve? T’wasn’t for the girls. Ha, girls. Yeah, okay. I may have had several alcoholic beverages, Steve-o, but you’re still the dumbass. Cuz you’d have to be an absolute idiot t’think I have any interest in those women. ‘Specially yours. Your women, I mean. Sandyyyyy. Ugh, she was perfect for you, Harrington. Juuuust perfect. So perfect I didn’t wanna stick around to see any more of it. I hope you two have beautiful children. Name one after me, will you? Uhhhh I think I might puke. So, I’m gonna go, but - but do you get what I’m saying? Do you - do you get it? Tell me you get it. Steve, I - Oh, hey Gareth. Do you wanna talk to Steve? Wait why are you - Dude, I’m FINE. I’m handling it! Stop! Gareth, don’t hang up the phone, I haven’t -!

Wednesday, October 3nd, 1991, 9:05am

“Hey, it’s Eddie. I proooobably won’t listen to whatever you’re about to say, but shoot your shot anyway.”

Dude, did you fucking break into our apartment last night? Robin and I came home this morning and found a broken lock and some shitty note we could barely read next to the answering machine, and - what the fuck, man? You wiped the damn thing clean. Just - call me back, okay? Jesus. 

Wednesday, October 3nd, 1991, 11:36am

“Hey, it’s Eddie. I proooobably won’t listen to whatever you’re about to say, but shoot your shot anyway.”

Eddie, come on. We really need to talk. I’m not - I’m not mad, honest to God. Call me back, as soon as you get this. Got it?

Thursday, October 4th, 1991, 3:47pm

“Hey, it’s Eddie. I proooobably won’t listen to whatever you’re about to say, but shoot your shot anyway.”

It’s movie night, but I’m assuming you won’t be here considering you’ve pulled your magic disappearing act. Thanks for that, by the way. You know you really piss me off sometimes? All the time, actually. I’m getting real tired of you constantly poking fun at me, and then you pull this breaking and entering shit and just take off? Just like that? We’ve been friends for years, Eds. You and me. But you never want to just be serious, not once in your goddamn life, and I’m over it. So, uh, thanks for that, I guess. I dunno what I did. 

Sunday, October 7th, 1991, 1:12pm

Hi! You have reached Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley’s home. Leave a message at the beep!

Huh. You know what? I kind of miss the old message you had. Yeah, yeah, I know, I’m impossible to please, yada yada yada, and now I’m doing the avoiding with humor thing again. Shit. Uhh, hi. Listen, I’m sorry I disappeared off the face of the earth for a while. Really, really fucking sorry, if you can believe it. I was just, like, mad embarrassed, and I didn’t wanna - uh, can we meet up soon? Alone? Like, without Robin even? I know that’s - like, unheard of these days, but I figure maybe you’d make an exception for me. Or maybe you won’t. Just let me know, yeah? 

Sunday, October 7th, 1991, 1:30pm

Hi! You have reached Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley’s home. Leave a message at the beep!

See, I would just hop on over to your place to talk but the thing is, I’m a total chickenshit and it’s not like I did super well the last time I showed up to your place unannounced, so…Uhh, while we’re on the subject, I’m sorry about your lock. If you haven’t replaced it yet, I will. I’ll at least pay you back. In my defense, that thing was like two seconds from falling off anyway. But still. Anyway, I know you always spend Sundays at home, soooo…hellooooo? Come on. At least pick up the phone and tell me to fuck off. I know you’re listening. At least - I hope you are, anyway. Just pick up, man. I - I really gotta talk to you. 

Sunday, October 7th, 1991, 1:37pm

Hi! You have reached Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley’s home. Leave a message at the beep!

So, quick update, I called Henderson. He confirmed you are at home, which means you are DEFINITELY listening, and either you’re trying to punish me or a part of you still finds my piece of shit ass charming somehow. Look, I know I fucked up, but - but I can explain. Shit. I mean, I’m not good with words or anything and I’m a total asshole but I - just, please. Pick up. Pick uuuuup. Come on. Now you’re just being a dick. Ha. Figures, I’m apologizing and calling you a dick in the same message. Dude. Seriously. Your tape is gonna run out of space and then what? You stop hearing from me? I’ll find other ways to annoy you, promise. This is a threat. Steve. Steeeeve. Pick up pick up pick up pick upppp -

“Will you just shut the hell up already?”

Eddie dropped the phone and heard it clack against the floor. He would have recognized that voice anywhere. 

He turned around and there he was. 

“Steve, what are you -?”

“You would just be yapping on that damn answering machine my whole drive here,” Steve said with his hands on his hips. “I don’t know why I expected any less. And, thanks to you, we had all the space in the world for you to take up, so -”

“H-how did you get in here?” Eddie stuttered. 

Steve rolled his eyes. “What? You think you’re the only one who’s not afraid of breaking and entering?”

They hadn’t seen each other in five days. Hadn’t even talked, aside from a few voicemails. And those never told the whole story. 

“I’m sorry,” Eddie began. 

“Yeah, you should be,” Steve replied, taking a step closer to Eddie in the kitchen. 

Eddie winced, his heart racing a million miles a minute. He just had to get all of the words out, while he still could. While Steve was listening. 

“I left you this really stupid voicemail,” Eddie explained. “That night, after the show. I was drunk off my ass, and - and Gareth told me I’d said shit I shouldn’t have said, and then I panicked, and the two of us went to your apartment and I - well, you know the rest.” He slumped down into the chair at the dining room table, putting his head in his hands. “Which is all just so dumb. And I didn’t wanna deal with the aftermath, so…”

“So you stopped talking to me?” Steve said, taking another step closer. “Because you thought that would be the straw that broke the camel’s back in our friendship?”

Eddie shook his head. “I dunno, I -”

“You’ve done some real weird shit over the years, Munson,” Steve continued. “Sneaking into my apartment doesn’t even make the top three.”

Eddie buried his face in his hair. No amount of boyish charm would get him out of this one. Jesus H. Christ. 

He sighed. “Okay, so I overreacted, what else is new?” 

“I heard the voicemail, dickhead.”

Eddie’s heart went from breakneck speeds to stopping entirely. 

“What?”

Steve sat down in the other seat at the table. “I heard the voicemail. It was 1am, again, so yeah I was at home.”

“I thought you would have been with Sandy,” Eddie muttered.

Steve shook his head. “Nah, Sandy was - she’s great and all, but she isn’t - she’s not -”

“So you heard the voicemail, but you weren’t home when I showed up,” Eddie noted.

“Right,” Steve said. “Because I was headed to your place.”

“What?”

Steve rolled his eyes. “I just - I didn’t understand why you never told me you were queer. Like, you know I don’t care about that. You know about Robin…”

As Steve talked, Eddie realized that Steve only heard half of what that voicemail was trying to express. So, it was time for Eddie Munson to face the music. 

“I didn’t tell you I’m gay because I knew that once I did, you’d figure out the rest of it,” Eddie blurted out.

Steve furrowed his eyebrows. “The rest of it?”

Eddie groaned. “Oh, God. See, drunk me had the right idea saying this kind of shit over an answering machine. Christ, I’m so bad at this, but I’m just gonna say it, because if I don’t I think I’ll lose my shot with you and I - I can’t deal with that. So, here we go.” He squeezed his eyes shut and powered through. “Steve, I - ha, shit. I love you, dude. I’m - I’m IN love with you. I have been since, like, forever.” He opened his eyes, but kept them fixed on their feet against the linoleum kitchen floor. “Which is, uhh, a lot, I know. But it’s the truth. So if there’s any chance -”

“Oh, my God,” Steve interrupted. His voice wasn’t angry, or scared, or anything like that. It was soft and understanding. 

“Yeah,” Eddie agreed. “Wait, what are you thinking?” He looked up to see Steve staring off into the distance before meeting his gaze. 

“I’m thinking,” Steve replied. “That I owe Robin twenty bucks.”

Eddie cocked his head to the side and felt his heart skip back into rhythm. “You do?”

Steve nodded with a slight smile. At some point, his hand had ended up on Eddie’s knee. “Yeah, I didn’t believe her. Told her no way, not possible.”

Eddie didn’t know how to feel about this reaction. It wasn’t the worst possible response, but it certainly wasn’t Oh, Eddie! How I’ve longed for you all this time! Take me now! 

A middleground, if you will. 

“Oookay,” Eddie said. “Well, I don’t really know what to say now.”

“I’m queer too, ya know,” Steve continued.

"Wait, really?" Eddie balked. "Steve Harrington, ladies man?"

Steve chuckled. "Uh, yeah. Turns out, not so much," he said. "I feel like I’m pretty open about it. Guys, girls, whatever -”

“Yeah, but we all do that,” Eddie reasoned. “Me, you, and Robin all talking about how hot everyone is on our movie nights. It doesn’t prove anything.”

“Except that it totally does,” Steve countered. “Because, like, what do we all have in common?"

Eddie thought about it, and he didn’t have any other defenses.

“O-okay, so you’re queer too,” Eddie said. “And the other thing I said?”

Steve took a deep breath and looked Eddie directly in his frightened eyes.

“Eds, obviously I love you too,” Steve admitted at last. “Come on, seriously? After all I’ve put up with? I’ve been waiting around for like five days for you to call, like some lovesick puppy, and the moment I heard your voice I drove here instead of picking up the phone like a normal person. I’ve got it so bad for you that Robin is sick of it, and honestly, I’m sick of it too, because I hate having feelings. It blows, dude. I swear to God, if you try to bolt again when things get tough -”

Eddie lunged forward and cut Steve’s words off with a kiss. Their first kiss, even if it didn’t feel that way. Eddie had cupped Steve’s cheek in the past while he teased him. Steve had curled his fingers in Eddie’s hair in the past the night Robin taught him how to braid. Eddie and Steve had all kinds of physical contact in various ways over the years, and it was as if all of that was just practice for this. 

Eddie broke away from Steve’s lips purely out of necessity, because he needed to catch his breath. “Okay, woah,” he said.

“Yeah,” Steve agreed. “Woah.”

Everything changed after that. But also, nothing changed at all.

-

Tuesday, October 16th, 1991, 4:12pm

“Hey, this is Eddie Munson’s phone. Leave a message and I’ll call ya back.”

Hi, Eds. Okay, I was wrong. This new message you have is, like, super boring. Anyway, I’ll see you at the show tonight, Rockstar. Love you. 

xx

I did have a taglist way back when but the tagging system is super annoying on tumblr, so please reblog this if you liked it and follow me or my Ao3 for other works! Masterlist is the pinned post on my page for those interested. Thanks for reading!

[knowyourplace-fool]

halo! new follower here! i like your yandere!ex!bully!Eren x Reader ♡_♡ can I ask for a continuation of it? where y/n is on her pregnant phase and up until the child was finally born. like how would Eren treat her? bcs ik for sure y/n would drop out on her college T_T

⚠️: NON CON, Forced Pregnancy, yandere!eren...

DARK CONTENT! DO NOT READ IF TRIGGERED EASILY!!

-> sorry for the wait, life's been hectic

-> yall got me fucked up. The eren smut tag be so dry nowadays

-> part 1

The last few days, you've been feeling uneasy

Eren's been avoiding you ever since that night he stormed into your house and fucked you unconscious

You desperately want to talk to someone about your feelings but can't due to:

1. lack of friends... scratch that, you don't have any friends

2. Your mother doesn't give a flying fuck about you

3. Eren... The person who is causing you to feel this way

You can't put your finger on it, but it's a gut feeling that something bad is going to happen

Nonetheless, you can't just wallow in your bed all day so you get up to get ready for your 12pm lecture

Everything seemed normal until you started to feel nauseous upon your arrival at school

You thought maybe it was because you hadn’t ate anything in the morning, so it’s just empty stomach nausea

But no.

The nausea was then followed with a pang of dizziness and before you knew it, you collapsed onto the floor.

Waking up in a hospital bed and being met with emerald eyes was not ideal

It was unfair how pretty he was. How could someone look like a prince from a fairy tale be so ruthless and cold?

His hand reached to touch your cheek, gently caressing it. You can’t remember the last time he touched you so gently like this.

“I’m gonna go get the nurse to make sure you’re stable.” He spoke is a calm, gentle tone. Despite all the shit he’s put you through, you couldn’t help but feel safe, wanted and loved when he spoke to you in that moment.

He left the room and you took the chance to sit upright and look at your surroundings. There was a fruit platter, a teddy bear and some flowers on the table.

How long have you been out for??

Panic began to settle in, but luckily Eren and his father walked into the room. Right, his father was a doctor.

After some small talk, he did a quick checkup and said that there’s nothing to be concerned about. He got up and paged a nurse before leaving you and Eren alone again.

“Am I able to go home now? Your dad said I’m fine.”

“Not quite yet. There’s something that we need to tell you.”

The door opens and a machine is pushed into the room. The nurse wheeled in a sonogram?

“What do you need that for?”

“To check on how your little bean is doing sweetheart.”

It looked like a vampire sucked all the blood out of you. You went pale. Is this what your gut was warning you about?

Instantly, you begin freaking out. Thrashing around, trying to get up and away from this hospital, away from this city, away from this life and more importantly, away from him.

Eren holds you down on the bed and tried his best to keep you calm. He knew your reaction wouldn’t be pleasant, but you couldn’t possibly despise him this much, right?

“What is she talking about? I- I can’t be pregnant! I’m too young. Please god, this is not happening. Why me?” You begin sobbing, as Eren holds you close to him, sitting on your bed and pulling your body onto his.

“Could you give us a moment please” eren cleared his throat and eyed the nurse as she left and closed the door behind her.

It was like a switch went off in him and he grabbed your jaw tightly, pulling your face close to his.

“Stop fucking crying. You’re embarrassing me. You’re the one who fucking caused me to do this. You kept trying to leave me without a reason. Even though I pleaded with you to stay, to give me another chance to fix my mistakes. But you didn’t. I know the reason why you broke up with me is to whore around. Like your mother who doesn’t even know who your dad is. Now unlike your whore mother, this baby has a father. And I have no plans on abandoning my child because I don’t want them to turn out like you. So sit up straight and let her take the ultrasound. You’re ruining what’s supposed to be a happy moment for first time parents.”

He roughly let go of your jaw and called the nurse back in while you sat upright again and wiped the tears away.

Eren lifted your gown to expose your stomach and pulled up the blanket so you weren’t exposed down there. The cool gel was spread on your stomach and before you knew it, a small bean was presented on the sonogram screen.

Your heart began to soften up after realizing that you were growing a baby in your stomach.

But the tears wouldn’t stop. You ended up turning away from the screen and closing your eyes, trying to figure out what you’re going to do.

After the nurse left to print out the pictures, Eren helped you get dressed so you could finally leave this depressing place.

The car ride was silent. You had the bouquet of flowers resting on your lap while you played with the ultrasound photos with your fingers

You noticed eren was headed back to his place so you cleared your throat and asked him to drop you off at your place.

“I’m not gonna leave you alone. Not when you’re pregnant with my child. We’re gonna be staying at my place so I can take care of you. We also have to search for a house to settle in before the baby’s arrival.”

“Eren, all of that isn’t necessary. I’m still in my first trimester.”

“Even more reason for you to stay with me. The first trimester is always the riskiest. And I’m not taking that risk.”

“I can’t just up and leave everything, Eren. My lease isn’t up until July and I have a job too.”

“I don’t care. I’ll pay whatever I have to, and break the lease.”

Panic began to set in

Tears started forming in your eyes and the palms of your hands became clammy

The idea of being tied to Eren for the rest of your life made your heart pound in your ears and your stomach churn

You’d be signing your freedom away

You wouldn’t be able to go to school, or have a job

You’d be stuck at home as a house wife, like he’s always wanted

You couldn’t let that happen

no no no no no

It was a stupid, impulsive decision

But you were desperate to get out of his car and stay away from his place

So you blurted,

“What if it’s not yours?!”

It was the straw that broke the camel’s back

I know I didn’t answer this request to the full extent, but tbh if I did, you’d have to wait an additional 10 months.

[fictioonbanger]

reader in denial a bit with bestie eren!

eren x black reader

sub eren hinted a bit, alcohol usage, rough sex, facd fucking, smut, profanity.

thinking about how you and eren fuck almost every night, and i mean every night when eren finally realizes you need him as much as he needs you. but you both dont have a title yet, now dont get eren wrong. he would love a title, he wants to call you his, and for you to do the same. you just don’t know how to take it, your bestfriend of childhood being your boyfriend. it was always what you wanted, but how would it seem to others around you both when you denied multiple times already. no one to blame but yourself for digging it deeper and now being a little werry of wanting to admit your feeling for eren.

eren doesnt let you both not having a title keep you away from each other. he loved you, that was a fact and obvious. on the other hand you might say no if someone were to ask if you and eren were dating. eren on the other hand tells the full honest truth.

“nah we not together, but she still mine as i am of hers.” eren spoke sipping his cup of alcohol at the bar him and his friends were at

“so she has you under a leash?” jean chuckled taking his last of alcohol fully and tilting his head back.

eren mean mugged him and spoke up glaring at his snarky comment. “no, she doesnt.. and if she did it wouldnt be too bad.” eren shrugged and his friends laughed he rolled his eyes and looked away. day dreaming about you and how he’d kill to be with you right now.

and thats exactly what he did, except of the killing part. he grabbed his keys off the stand and began getting off the stool. “where ya goin?” armin tilted his head to look at eren from over jean. “hes gonna see his little owner.” jean chuckled to himself at his own joke causing both them to roll their eyes. “its better than being with shitface over here.” eren stood and started to walk towards the door, jean scoffed rolling his eyes and ordering another drink.

you were in your room of your pretty decorated apartment, pink picture frames, gray marbled counters, stuffed animals on your couch and little lights everywhere was how you’d describe your apartment. eren, would say different “ ‘ts too pink, make my eyes hurt baby.” hed mock you and cover his eyes as you rolled yours, the “baby” word going completely over your head. it wasnt out of the blue for eren to call you petnames, i mean you’ve asked him before and all his response is. “what? you dont like them pretty?” of course you’re gonna say you do, thats how you felt and honestly hoped he didnt stop.

you were watching a movie on your laptop snacking on whatever was in the kitchen, getting distracted by a message at 11:12pm. you really knew who it was though, eren comes at this time. not everyday of course but only when hes been out or busy.

eren <3; im at the door ma

you; mhm here i come.

rolling out of bed and straddling through your living room and towards the front door you began unlocking it. finishing then opening the door to see erens slim figure in the doorway. he had already a cracked smile on his face, he couldnt wait to see you. its been awhile and it was his fault, he knew hed have to make up for it. he thought you’d greet him with a hug and a peck on the cheek, the usual. instead you stared at him for a bit before turning around and letting him. not saying a word eren sighed and closed the door locking it then began to walk behind you. he slid his hands on each side of ur waist and put his head on your shoulder from behind. “cmon y/n, im sorry you havent seen me in awhile..i havent been ghosting you honest.” he spoke softly in your ear, he sounded so sincere and pretty upset he hadnt seen you either. “been real busy..you know id rather be here.” he said as you stood in place as he rocked you both softly side to side as he held onto you.

“doesnt matter to me..not like we’re together right?” you looked away to the side, you knew your words were bad. and that they wouldnt effect eren, he listens to all your fits and upsets. doesnt bother him a bit, only about the situation that made you feel that way in the first place. other than that he knows how to get you out that state. “dont be so mean y/n.. you hurtin my feelings.” he said sarcastically removing away from you and fake grabbing his heart. “im serious eren-“ “how about we change that then?” you were shocked at his words, eyes widening and you quickly turning to look at him. “what?” you spoke softly eyes glistening a bit and gazed upon erens face. “can we please change it..” eren spoke up then got onto his knees infront of you, holding onto your legs with both hands. he put his face by your stomach and inhaled your scent he loved so much. “i really want you y/n.. want you to be mine.” he mumbled looking up at you. you were hot in the face, feeling your blood rise up to your cheeks. “i-i want you too ren..” you spoke softer, gazing down at how he held onto you.

and this just made eren so much bolder, your emotion changing quickly at how swift he moved to leaning over you. he held your waist again and peered into your orbs with his green ones, a snarky smile on his face. “you do?” he questioned tilting his head down at you reaching close to your face. your lips barely touching as you breathed in each others air. “badly.” you breathed out, thats all eren needed to hear before sweeping you off your feet. carrying you with both hands on your ass supporting your legs wrapped around him. walking you both towards your opened bedroom noses touching as eren goes in for a kiss. you took in his tongue and slipped past your own, moaning into it and squeezing around eren. he chuckled and laid you onto the bed, he was leaning over your body. humping his hard crotch into your clothed cunt in missionary. he groaned staring at just how your face looks when he makes you feel good.

eren didnt hold back the whole night, putting you in positions you didnt know you were capable of. he fucked you into a babbling mess under him. “ ‘s too much!! cant take i-it ren!” you squealed out as he pushed deeper hitting the spot he hit earlier making you yet orgasm again. your eyed rolled in the back of your head as you released onto him, cum dripping down and sliding his shaft wetting his balls. eren saw this and looked up to were your mouth was open. he smirked and quickly grabbed a fist full of your braids making you do a soft yelp that moved into a low moan. “how bout you clean your mess up hm?” with a handful he moved you up and towards his leaking dick with his precum standing pearly off the tip and your cum that covered it. you willingly took him fully into your mouth without another word, you let him into your throat and placed soft kisses on his tip. feeling your throat once eren couldnt get enough and forced your head onto him more, now guiding you. you loved when eren was like this, when he was in control. he liked when youd do it to, but pleasuring you more was his ideal choice. you licked him up and jerked him off while doing it making erens toes curl. he tried to move away at a point but was stopped by a hard hand on his thigh that kept him down. “m-m gonna fuckin cum..” he seethed out through his teeth as his hips started to move on his own fucking your face as you kinda took control. he was eager to nut and his hips had a mind of their own chasing his high. you took him fully one last time in your throat as erens hips buckled. he grabbed ahold of your head pushing it down one last time as he came into your mouth. moaning a loud mess and breathing ever so heavily, he caressed your cheek hand leaving your head, wiping away the tears that poured while he face fucked you.

“this means you’re mine now yeah?” eren thumb was still wiping under your eye, tilting his head he slowly moved it to your plumped lips parting them and making way for his thumb. you took it into your mouth and gave it a soft suck as you kissed it after

“mm yeah.” was your response, and it couldnt have made eren happier hearing this. causing you both to go into your 7th round? counting yes.

[miyoii]

BE WITH ME 𖥔 bada lee x fem!reader (s.her) previous

genre: angst | summary — the last thing ; word count: 604

a/n: and here is the next part! sorry if it took so fucking long 😓 school has been a bitch. anyway enjoy!

the tense atmosphere in the house hasn’t left even if the heated argument has been finished few hours ago.

bada laid on their bed, filled with thoughts that kept her up the whole night, not even getting an ounce of sleep in her system.

she doesn’t even know if she could finish today’s filming without passing out, yet is still her job so she doesn’t have a choice but to attend the shooting for swf..the only problem is—bada’s going to see her there.

bada sat in the front row, heart beating faster than ever. she couldn’t hear what was happening around her, she was looking at the top of the stairs, getting nervous by the second.

tatter noticed how out of it their leader was making her worried, “bada, you okay? you look tense.” she whispered to her, not wanting the others to hear.

“yeah i’m good..” she said softly, yet her face says it all. team bebe were silent as they waited for the other teams to be complete. bada looked at her fingers, where their promise ring was placed as her mind goes elsewhere.

as her thoughts starts pilling in, footsteps were heard coming down the stairs next to them. looking up, bada saw the woman who she was desperately wanting to run after.

yn clinged onto kirsten’s arm, her thick black eye glasses shining from the light. “you doin’ fine girl?” kirsten asked as she saw bada looking at them from the corner of her eye, “mhmm.” yn hummed as she felt eyes on her.

bada continued to look at jam republic as they sat on their section beside them. she noticed the way yn sat in the far right away from her, making her sigh.

the shoot goes on, the tense atmosphere coming from the competitiveness of each group didn’t sit well with bada especially seeing yn has been silent and secluded for the whole time they were there.

the only reaction she has seen from her was when yn smiled at her team mates when they were called out for a challenge, that was it.

even bada hasn’t said a word, which wasn’t really surprising, yet the rest of team bebe sat down in silence as well. every team could feel the tense atmosphere coming from them, even jam republic.

“i feel like i’m going to puke.” emma whispered to latrice, “like—what’s up with the atmosphere, its more tense than usual.” the sub-leader replied back. “well, i have a feeling that i know why..” kirsten said to the two, as her eyes went from yn to bada.

“okay everyone! let’s take a quick break, be back at 12pm sharp!”

as everyone starts to stand up and stretch, bada heads over to jam republic. making eye contact with the team before grabbing one of their youngest members’ hand and dragging her towards the hallway.

as they reach bebe’s room, the jam republic member pulled her hand away from bada’s. “what the hell are you doing?” yn asked furiously as she stared at bada. “we need to talk yn.”

“talk about what? how you went behind my back? how you fucking compared me to that lying son of a bitch?” she asked, eyes becoming glassy.

bada took a deep breath, she didn’t know what to do. for the past 2 years, this was the only moment she couldn’t think of anything to resolve her mistake.

seeing her staying silent, yn took it as a sign to go. as she turned around to leave, the words coming out of bada’s mouth torn them both apart.

“i don’t think we should continue..us anymore.”

[samkerrworshipper]

Would you please be able to write something about you getting the call up for the WC and calling Sam afterwards crying. Just lots of fluff xx

Thank you

the phone call | sam kerr x lionesses reader

sorry my lovelies… i’m still yet to leave bed because of this pain flare up

sorry if i’m not interacting with your messages and kind words.. trying to limit my screen time but i promise im seeing them all and it means the world to me

for now you all get some little drabbles that are sitting in my drafts xo

It’s 6pm.

The calls were supposed to start going out at 4 and it’s 6.

You’re paralysed, stuck to your spot on the couch, your feet anxiously tied up in the blanket draped over you as you stare down at your phone, patiently awaiting a call.

It hasn’t been an easy ride to get to this point, almost a year ago you were lying in a hospital bed, unmoving and unsure whether you’d ever walk again, let alone be in contention to play football for your country.

You’ve worked your ass off, tens of hundreds of hours in the gym, rehabbing, working on your strength, all for this call.

You know realistically that the longer you’re left waiting, the longer that your chances are depleting.

Coaches make the easiest calls first, the starting eleven, then their moving bench, players who will still get plenty of time on the pitch, then they move onto the maybe players, players whose skill sets might be needed depending on the team, then it’s onto the emergency players, then it’s the fillers, players that are just kind of on the squad because of courtesy, even though the chances that they will play is next to nothing.

In your mind, you fall into some place between the last two, Sarina doesn’t owe you anything though, the last time you played for her was the Euro’s semi final, when everything went to shit for you and sure, you’ve worked hard since then, but sometimes hard work isn’t always enough, especially in the world of soccer politics.

You sent Sam out of the house to run some errands half an hour ago, insisting you would be fine, but right now you wished you hadn’t, because there is nothing you need more than to be cuddled up in your fiancé’s arms.

She’s been there for you every single step of the way, quite literally being the person who helped you walk your first steps after surgery.

The road has been tough for the both of you, and you know there is nothing Sam wants more than for you to be with her in Australia over the Summer.

If it isn’t meant to be, then it isn’t, you’ll be there anyways on the sidelines supporting her but there is something so much more satisfying about knowing that you might get to be on the pitch beside her.

You don’t know what you’ll do if you are back in the squad, sure you’ve been to the last two camps, but being named in the actual squad is something else, especially for the world cup, it would mean the whole world to you.

Your thoughts are enough to drain out the ping from messages, but the desperate vibration in your hands isn’t.

Your eyes dart down to the screen, bursting open like you’d just consumed a energy drink when Sarina’s name pops up on your screen.

‘If you have a spare minute would love to chat whenever your free.’

You’ve been free since 12pm last night, sleep didn’t come for you, instead you’d sat by the phone, waiting for any kind of notification.

Sam had tried her hardest to pry you away, forcing you to come on a morning run with her, which was extremely abnormal, neither you or Sam where runners, but you assumed it was just your girlfriend trying to make you feel a little bit better.

You typed at your phone like a mad man, unwilling to miss this precious window that seemed to have opened for you, you didn’t even had the chance to actually think about Sarina actually calling you, too busy furiously tapping at the keyboard on your phone.

‘Free to chat whenever suits you’

You didn’t have much time to look at your text, mere seconds after the bubble went blue Sarina’s contact was popping up on your screen.

You couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do much more than aggressively tap the green button and watch as the call connected and Sarina’s face popped up on your screen.

“Y/n, good to see you, how’s your day been? I’ve been told there is quite a storm in London today?”

You don’t want to talk about weather, or this as trivial as how your day is going, but you put a smile on for Sarina anyways, a cute little smile that you normally save for press conferences after a particularly bad match or rough game.

“Sarina, it’s an honour as always, I’m doing well thanks, the weather is definitely shocking but we’re used to it, how’s it doing in the Netherlands?”

Sarina smiles at you, and it makes you feel a little bit uneasy, why can’t she just rip the bandaid off.

“It’s nice today, blue skies. How’s Sam? I don’t know if I had the chance to congratulate you on your engagement yet.”

You put on another little smile, trying to act like the nerves growing in your stomach aren’t bubbling up so badly that you feel as if you’re about to vomit.

“Sam’s good, we’re very happy, I’ve sent her out to get groceries which I’m regretting because she hasn’t got a clue what we need.”

Sarina laughs heartily, and it’s almost enough to make you feel a little bit better about the whole situation.

“Well I hope she’ll be happy to know that you’ll be in Australia over the Summer playing for England, if you’d like?”

All thoughts in your brain are cut off when you catch onto what Sarina is saying and then all of a sudden you can feel the tears building up in the back of your eyes.

“You’re serious? You want me in Australia?”

Sarina just laughs once again.

“You were part of our winning Euro’s team y/n, there is nothing I would love more than to welcome you back. You are a crucial part of our defence, especially with Leah missing and there is nothing we need more than your leadership. You’ve been fantastic on the pitch recently, both club and at camp, if you keep performing as you are, I think you’ll be very deserving of taking your place back in the starting eleven, how does that sound?”

You have to put your hand over your mouth to stop yourself from sobbing.

“Thank you so much Sarina, you genuinely don’t know how much this means to me, I’ll prove to you everyday that I deserve to be there and I’ll do whatever I can on and off the pitch to help the team.”

Sarina just smiles to herself.

“I don’t doubt that at all, all I ask is that you try your hardest, I’ll let you go now y/n, have a good couple of weeks, I’ll see you at the airport.”

Before you can embarrass yourself any further, you're wishing Sarina farewell and pressing the red button at the bottom of your screen.

It takes a few seconds for it all to set in for you, the happenings of your phone call slowly sinming into your brain.

It’s when it all sinks in that you realise tears are still dripping down your face, and before you can think about it too hard your searching for Sam’s contact and clicking the call button.

To Sam’s credit, it takes about three seconds before your girlfriends face pops up on your screen.

“I think I might need a shopping list- baby why are you crying?”

Just looking at Sam makes you perk up a little bit, she’s all flustered which you don’t see very often.

“Sarina called, I’m in the squad, she wants me in the squad.”

Just saying it creates a whole other wave of emotions of flowing, and this time you don’t even try to stop the sobs leaving your mouth.

Sam lights up immediately.

“Baby, that is awesome, I’m not surprised at all, I’m leaving the shops now, I’ll be home in five minutes we can talk about it then, hmm?”

You nod eagerly, a big smile breaking out across its face.

“I’m so proud of you babe, you’ve worked so hard for this, I’ll be home in a couple of minutes, okay?”

You just nod at Sam, far to giddy to do much besides jerk your head up and down like a energised puppy.

You weren’t quite sure what the future held for your Summer in Australia, but you that no matter what, no matter the injuries, setbacks, bad games, Sam would be there for you through it all, she’d be there for you, no matter what side of the dug out you were sitting on.

[pettal00beaine]

Genos x hero!reader / little smut headcanons

Fem reader

Minors DNI

an: Sorry i havent updated in long, but i promise for more content, school is killing me man :/ but i hope u enjoy this lil hq that i got randomly at 12pm, but also Genos is hot soooo...

Thinkin’ bout’ totally whipped Genos who met you at a hero meeting. You are an A-rated hero with shape-shift-like powers, also allowing you to copy powers. He fell for you because you saved his life once, and if he respected Saitama that much for saving him. He would straight up ask you to be with him the next day, and while you were severely flustered and thinking this was too soon for a relationship, you couldn’t resist those puppy eyes and little tears that he gave you.

Him wanting to impress you while having no idea how to properly please you, asking Dr. to make him a realistic dick for him to use for pleasing you. After having a small mental crisis for having such a request from a guy he thought was innocent. And he gave him just what he asked for, a giant 13’’ monstrous, smooth metal and a mushroom lie tip. Making special nerves to make him feel pleasure from it. And while he can not get you pregnant, because he doesn’t have anything in there. He will still teach him the basic beards and bees, cause he doesn’t know how to use it. 

After your 5th date, where you went to get some boba and mochi, you invited him to stay over at your apartment so he doesn't have to go home so late. Getting saucy as you lead him into your room and make him feel comfortable by giving him one of your oversized shirts, telling him ur just gonna go to the bathroom to wash your face. And while that was true for some part, you were also doing some mods to your body, making your breasts bigger and your body curvier. Cause you for sure know that it will be a fun night, and that you have to look and feel your best.  

Laying down with him and just cuddling and talking for 10 minutes. Until his hand brushes against your breast, making your nipple hard against his touch. Your breath hitches, making your lips get closer and closer until they finally touch until you start slipping tongs in and making out. And while you wanted him to fuck you senseless until dawn, with it being your first night you wanted it to be very gentle and sweet. Telling him to just cock warm him until morning. To your surprise, you had to explain to him what cock warming is but it didn’t bother you. More of a concern was his size since you never took anything that long before, eventually you managed to get it in almost to the brim. But it felt so good that you couldn’t help but moan, hearing him grunting next to you. Asking him if he was comfortable with it, he nods immediately, saying that you can also relax. And while you fall soundly asleep, he is dreaming of waking you up in the morning to ask if he can pound into you, he can hold back now, but he is not sure how long it will last.  

And when you woke up to another sight of those puppy eyes, you cant really say no to him now. 

Hope u enjoyed...

[pablitogavii]

Misunderstanding

Summary: You and Pablo have ben going out on dates when a false rumor made you doubt yourself and shut him out...until he finally gets to confess his feelings.

Pairing: Pablo Gavi x Reader

Warnings: slight angst/ smutty themes/ fluffy ending

You met Pablo at one of the after parties through shared friends, and since you guys started talking you fell madly in love with the Barça golden boy.

He was so caring and knew just how to make you feel like the only girl in his word. Everything seemed to be perfect unless a particular rumor sparked your interest.

fútbol.gossip.

Barça Golden Boy, Pablo Gavi, caught with his new girlfriend, young influencer and model, Jessica Sin. What are your thoughts on this newest football couple???

After reading that title and looking at that picture for what felt like eternity, you shut off your phone feeling tears fall down your cheeks.

"Was he really pretending this whole time!?" you said out loud to yourself in utter disbelief.

After reading the rest of story which claims they only started dating a few weeks ago, you remembered that Pablo told you he will be a little distant due to preparation for El Copa del Rey. Yeah, right! He was probably fucking her during that exact time!

"I'm so stupid! Díos!" you said in defeat getting your backpack and packing some of your clothes you kept at Pablo's apartment leaving before he came back.

You weren't even gonna tell him 'goodbye'. He didn't deserve any sympathy from you after this!

When Pablo came home, completely exhausted from yet another all day training session, he was surprised that you were not waiting for him.

Last time the two of you texted, you made a plan to do dinner and a movie at his apartment and he was planning on begging you for a sleepover as well...after so many busy days, he just missed spending time with his girl.

He took his phone to text you.

pablo: why are you not here bombón?? don't tell me you forgot about our date :(( Read 10:30pm

Pablo finished his shower, putting on some grey sweatpants before taking his phone and raising his eyebrows after seeing that you just left him on read.

His first instinct is that something must have came up and you couldn't talk right now. He trusted you enough to give you space and wait for your call.

The next morning, you didn't even have the strength to get up and go to school from crying all night thinking to yourself how impossible getting over Pablo is going to be...he was your first real love...first time you thought you found someone you wanted to build a life together.

But of course he wanted a model and an influencer! It should have been strange to you that he ever showed interest to such a normal and boring college girl.

Pablo woke up late cause he had a day off from training expecting to see a message from you pop on his phone but there was nothing. Just his read message from last night...he was starting to get worried so he decided to text you again.

pablo: amor, is everything okay? pls answer me, I'm starting to get worried. Read 11:12pm

You read the text tossing your phone away as more tears escaped your tired eyes. Was he really acting like nothing happened!?

Seeing that again just read his message, Pablo was seriously freaking out at this point. Did he do something? Were you mad at him? A call from Pedri interrupted his thought process.

"Hermano, have you heard of the gossip yet?" Pedri said and Pablo rolled his eyes never being the one to care much for fake internet drama.

"Pedri, I really don't care which Kardashian cheated on her husband this time! I can't reach Y/N. She is mad at me and I don't know why!" Pablo said irritated.

"I know why she is mad! It's because the gossip is about you cabrón!" Pedri said sending Pablo the link to the exact story you read yesterday night.

"Mierda!" Pablo said now realizing what had happened last night.

Of course the story was bullshit and Pablo felt horrible that you had to deal with it but that's part of his career as well (unfortunately!). He needed to explain everything to you as soon as possible!

Pablo Gavi (12 missed calls)

He just wouldn't give up for hours and ever when you turned off your ringer, you just couldn't stop thinking about answering him. You wanted to hear his voice again..hell you wanted to kiss him right now..but you knew you should't. You needed to distance yourself until you get completely over him!

"Hija. There is a chico looking for you at the front door?" your mom said peeking through your bedroom door and you froze knowing exactly who it was...you couldn't face him now...no freaking way!

"Tell him I'm not home, please mamá!" you say and she waited for you to change your mind seeing how genuinely worried the boy was but after a few seconds she respected your wishes.

"Lo siento but she isn't home. Is there a message you'd like me to leave?" when Pablo heard those words from your mom, his heart broke..you didn't want to see him.

"Um..just tell her it was a misunderstanding..por favor" Pablo said before leaving stealing a glance at your bedroom window with a small hope of seeing your face but you never came.

pablo: I know you are seeing my messages, so please just give me a chance to explain to you what happened. none of it is true, mi amor. i don't even know who that girl is, I promise you. I never had someone in my life like this, someone so genuine and kind. I can't function without you mi vida, please just come back to me and we will talk about everything. i love you so much <3

Reading that message you were crying ugly tears. You didn't know what to believe anymore...everyone online kept saying Pablo will end up with a model...the girl from the picture fits him perfectly..she isn't average like you...but Pablo's words were always genuine and you began wondering if you should have given him a chance to explain himself before jumping to conclusions.

"He's sitting in front of our house...waiting for you..and he said it was a misunderstanding? I don't know what's going on hija, but the boy seemed sincero..maybe give him a chance?" you mom said and you smiled wiping away your tears before peeking through a window seeing Pablo sitting on the edge of the road looking straight at you.

When Pablo met your eyes he got up moving across the street and standing underneath your window..it was corny but he didn't care when it came to you.

You gulped opening your window slowly looking down at those warm eyes you fell deeply in love with.

"I wanna be only with you...nobody else. Please let me explain bombón" Pablo spoke first and you felt your heart tighten at the familiar nickname.

"Bueno..we can talk..but that's all" you say and he nodded waiting for you happy that you were still giving him a chance which he fully intended to take.

"We should go somewhere private?" Pablo suggested and you nodded letting him drive you to his place although you were still keeping your guard up.

The drive was quiet for awhile...it was a little awkward because you both obviously wanted to hold hands like you always would but kept your distance instead.

"You look beautiful amor... com siempre" Pablo needed to break the silence and you just took the compliment blushing a little in response.

When you arrived he opened your door and led you inside while making sure to give you enough space so that you are not uncomfortable by his presence.

The moment you both sat down on the couch he began talking.

"None of it is true. I was signing some stuff for the fans and she asked for a picture, that's all. I haven't even asked for her name...and I would never betray your trust like that. Amor, I love you...like this isn't just a crush for me anymore" Pablo opened up and hearing those words leave his lips made something in your melt.

"Pablo..I'm scared...I don't want to get hurt" you admit deep down knowing that even if this wasn't true, you were way too "normal" for someone like him..he deserved more.

"I would never hurt you...I would rather beat myself every single day than do something to bring you pain mi vida...you have to believe me please..I don't know her.." he felt his eyes fill with tears as he came down on his knees besides you holding your hand and kissing them repeatedly.

"I believe you Pablo..but this happened because I know I'm not for you..I'm not a model or an influencer or someone that fits with the famous footballer..I'm just a college girl! I don't have the body or the fame!" you finally admit what's on your heart and he looks up at you as tears fall down his cheek.

"Don't you ever talk down on yourself in front of me Y/N! You are the most genuine and kind girl I have ever met in my life. You want to know something? I am the one who is lucky you chose me to be in your life. You are smart, selfless and real...unlike all those models out there, you are real mi amor..and that's precious because it became so rare" Pablo's words were making your heart tighten and tears spill down your cheeks. Never did someone say something like this you..and truly meant every word.

"And as for the body..amor..you got me weak every single time I see you..trust me on that one" Pablo added with a little smirk seeing a smile creep on your face.

"Come here.." he got up opening his arms welcomingly and you couldn't resist anymore hugging him tightly and resting your head against his strong chest listening to his sped up heartbeat.

"You're mine and now everyone knows it too..." Pablo whispered caressing your back and you were too busy listening to his heartbeat to register it right away but when you did you pulled away looking up in confusion.

"What did you do Gavira?" you asked and he chuckled taking his phone from the back pocket of his jeans and showing you his newest Instagram Post.

pablogavi

mi bombón <3 @y.n.bebe

comments:

@gavibarca @jessicasinthequeen used this story to grow followers while this girl didn't post anything...shows you who is the real one! good choice @pablogavi !!!

@gavinhofans: I knew it!! he would never date someone so superfiecial like @jessicasinthequeen liked by 10K others

@pablitoo: this is soo cute <33

@gavifan: pablo dating a normal girl is so adorable <33 she is a real one pablitooo!!

@barcafans: this just proves how fake all the gossips are!! this is real love!!!

@pablosgirl I'm sad he is taken but I'm glad it's by a normal girl! we love the queen! @y.n.bebe

"Díos mío! Tu eres tan loco!" you said reading all the loving comments his fans gave you being overjoyed that you were not a model or an influencer..you were so wrong.

"Estoy loco por ti, bombón." he answered and you put the phone away snaking your arms around his neck while kissing his lis passionately.

"I thought we are just talking and nothing else" he teased reminding you of your words while you were running your hand through his hair leaving small kissed on his face and neck.

"Shut up! I love you too...demasiado" you whisper and he rises your chin kissing your softly while grabbing your thighs remembering that there are other ways to show just how much he loves you...;))

[meazalykov]

redirection II

esmee brugts x barcaplayer!R

last chapter: redirection I

next chapter: redirection III

walking into my apartment, i shut the door and place my black nike sports bag on the bench in the foyer. there was a light breeze in the kitchen because i left the balcony doors open when i left home this morning.

i didn't want to do anything right now since i had a busy morning. i had to wake up at 6am, eat breakfast, get to ciutat at 8am, complete paperwork and contracts, do medical tests, take pictures for my first day, and have my first training practice with the team.

the excitement in my body wouldn't go away though. barcelona is the best club in the world currently, i had high hopes for this season and just want to contribute to the team.

turning on my phone that was in my back pocket, the time read 1:23pm. well, in europe it's 13:23. however, it would take me a while to get used to that as an american.

i saw a few texts from a phone number i didn't recognize too.

hi y/n!

what time are you free later?

we should go to la selva. it's a restaurant in the city. i haven't been there before but ingrid recommended it :)

i blushed as i remembered the conversation with esmee earlier. i appreciated the idea of going out to eat with her, i want to build bonds with my new teammates the same way i had with my old teammates back in washington.

considering that i've met her today, i couldn't say that i had a crush on her (yet). that would be too fast. however, i thought about her on the drive back to my apartment. i'm excited to spend time with a new friend and teammate.

y/n: esmee!!!!

y/n: i'm free around 17:00/5pm. i have to do some things for my apartment and i'll be ready.

y/n: i just looked up the location to la selva restaurant. it's not too far from my apartment. it's a 6-minute walk from me :)

i added esmee's phone number into my phone as "esmee :)" before i clicked off of imessage to go on instagram. clicking on my notifications, i saw "esmeebrugts followed you 5d" meaning that she followed me five days ago.

going on her profile, i see that some of my friends back in america follow her and she follows a couple of them back. everyone kind of knows each other in this sport so i am not surprised.

i don't go on instagram when i am not posting, so i felt bad when i saw that she followed five days ago. i followed her back immediately.

s/n went back to america earlier with our mom and i miss her already. we walked on the barceloneta beach before dinner last night, celebrating my new life in spain. she took pictures of me and i feel happy enough to post them on instagram.

(pretend this is you in the pictures)

y/n.l/n

barcelona, catalunya, españa

liked by esmeebrugts, sscofff, and 41,375 others

loving barcelona already 🌞💙

comments

y/nhive THE PRETTIEST

ingrid_engen So cool 😍

malpugh obsessed with you 🥹

woso21 when she scores in her debut I will be there

leahwilliamsfan8967 ME TOO!

randomuser267 Golden girl '23 ❓

janafernandez3 🥰

trinity_rodman 🔥🔥🔥

-

when i told esmee that i had to do things for my apartment before the dinner, i wasn't lying. throughout the past week i've been decorating my apartment so it felt like home. i know it will take a while to get used to this place, since i am across the atlantic ocean in a new country away from my old home.

three hours had passed and i've finished completing everything for my apartment. i picked up my phone from the coffee table and the time read 4:12pm/16:12. i saw i've received 5 text messages from different people:

esmee :) 2hrs ago: la selva isn't far from me as well, see you at 17:00!

trinity r 2hrs ago: heyy girl! how's barcelona?

emily f 2hrs ago: sent 2 tiktok attachments you at camp 😭💀

unknown number: hi its ingrid!

the first person i texted back is ingrid, i gave her my number before she left training earlier with mapi. i changed her contact name to just "ingrid e".

y/n: hi ingrid!

i texted trinity back as well, saying that barcelona is great and asked her how she's doing back in washington. i reacted to esmee's message with a like and emily's with the "haha" reaction.

i had about 45 minutes until i had to meet esmee at la selva, so i quickly went into my bedroom and changed into a different outfit than what i had on this morning.

deciding to do my usual hairstyle (imagine whatever you want, reader <3), i placed on a bit of brow gel, concealer, mascara, blush, and lip balm as part of my makeup routine. i constantly checked the time on my phone, making sure that i am not late to meeting esmee. i promise this obsession over the time just isn't due to my interest in her; with friends i'll try not to disrespect their time by being late to an event.

after putting on my outfit (photo above^), I checked the time and it's finally 4:45/16:45. i grabbed my purse, put on my sandals, made sure to lock my apartment door, and followed my phone gps towards la selva.

stepping outside, the warm weather with the nice breeze made me smile. my white oversized button-up shirt flowed with the soft breeze. usually, my social anxiety would plague my thoughts about hanging out with someone new in my life. i used to feel shaky and hesitant about these situations. however, i promised myself that i would be more open with others once i came to spain.

i turned the corner away from my street, heading to walk straight for about a quarter of a mile. suddenly, i saw a group of girls. one girl had box braids with a nice orange sundress on. another girl was a redhead with freckles, wearing a pair of jean shorts with a green shirt. the third girl, who was closest to a restaurant door they were standing out of, was a brunette and wore a 22/23 barcelona kit with a pair of light-washed jeans. these girls were a few years younger than me, if i had to guess.

when the girl in the barcelona shirt saw me walk by her, she gasped before coming up behind me and tapping me on the shoulder. i didn't walk past her to ignore her, i figured that since i'm new to barcelona i wouldn't be recognizable yet.

"are you y/n l/n? you look so pretty in person. sorry i- um- wow i am such a fan of your talent." the shy girl spoke with a spanish accent. i smiled at her as her two friends stood behind her, looking at me with admiration too.

"thank you so much! i appreciate your kind words." i responded.

the girl pulled out her blue-cased iphone to give to her friend, "can i take a picture with you?" she asked. i responded yes kindly.

after taking pics with the three girls, i continued to walk to the restaurant. turning onto the street where la selva was, i heard my imessage notification go off in my back pocket.

i clicked on my lock button to see that i received a text message from esmee. the time is currently 4:57/16:57. the restaurant is in view from where i am walking so i wasn't late.

esmee: i am here! i got us a table already so i am inside.

y/n: i am right outside. heading in now :)

as i approached the restaurant, i stopped and took a deep breath as my nerves started to increase in unfamiliarity. my social anxiety won't ruin this potential friendship i want to have.

i smiled in awe when entering the steakhouse. the place has beautiful lighting, nice vinery, and was pretty spacious. there was nobody up front at the hostess station, so i continued to walk into the restaurant to find esmee.

as i turned the corner, i saw the dutch girl sitting. she had her familiar braids with her back facing towards me. she's looking down towards her lap so i know she is on her phone.

if i knew her well enough, i would've scared her from behind. a "boo!" could've been funny. oh well, next time i will.

"esmee!!!" i said, going to sit down in the seat across from hers. the chairs in the restaurant were hanging from the roof, the whole area was pretty.

"y/n hey!" esmee clicked off of her phone and placed it upward on the table. i placed my bag in the chair beside my left leg before i fully acknowledged esmee's appearance.

i cannot deny it. i found her attractive since seeing her at training this morning. she had this shy and sweet aura to her. don't get me started on her adorable smile…

she wore a black nike hoodie and had on a nice gold necklace. i can't see her pants from below the table, but i believe i saw black cargos when walking towards her from behind.

"i'm sorry i am a little late, a fan recognized me and asked me for a photograph." i giggled. i knew i didn't have to apologize because it was exactly 5:00/17:00 when i arrived, i just hoped that she didn't wait long.

"it's totally okay! i just sat down when i saw your message about you being outside." esmee responded. the dutch accent when she speaks english is pulling me in, emotionally, as i look at her with a smile.

be cool, y/n. i thought to myself.

"okay that's good. i didn't want to keep you waiting." i commented.

"you're fine, no worries… so i see a fan recognized you already." esmee said with her recognizable smile.

i laughed lightly and was going to respond until a waitress came up to our table.

"hi, i'm maria, i will be your server tonight. can i get you started with any drinks?" the brunette, who had french braids in her hair, smiled at us.

i looked at esmee, seeing if she wanted to answer what she wanted first. she nodded her head at me, offering for me to go first. we nearly laughed before i said to maria, "i'll just take a water." esmee wanted the same thing and maria smirked at us before walking away.

"yeah, a fan did recognize me. she had on a pedri shirt and stared at me walking by her before she stopped me for a picture. she had her friends with her and they were so kind." i said.

esmee nodded her head, "that's good. i'm glad they were kind to you."

"same, the last thing i need for the end of my first week in spain is a mean person coming at me." i shook my head at the possible thought.

"have you had any fan interactions here since tuesday?" i asked esmee. it's monday today so esmee arrived in barcelona before i did.

"i had a few actually. a few oranje fans saw me and asked for a picture. i went to mexico with the team for a friendly on thursday and was able to meet more fans there too." esmee commented. the barcelona team had a friendly in mexico against club america from what i saw on their instagram pages. my contract wasn't signed until a few days ago, when they came back to barcelona, so i wasn't able to go.

"you're so lucky! how was mexico?" i smiled.

esmee looked up, thinking about her few days for the club america friendly, before looking back at me with a smile.

"mexico was fun. we didn't walk around or do much. however, i saw an old teammate from psv that plays at club america so that was nice. uh… it was nerve-wracking too." esmee said.

"i understand, it was your first time playing with the team. friendly or not. being nervous and excited is normal." i validated her feelings.

"that's true. i did good in mexico so the worry was for nothing." esmee lightly laughed as i looked at her with a blush.

maria came by with our waters and asked what we wanted to eat. realizing that we spent most of our time talking instead of looking at the menu, we asked for a few extra minutes. the waitress accepted it and smiled before walking away, giving us time.

esmee and i looked through the menus deciding what we wanted. most of the menu was in spanish, so we had to flip to the english part of the menu. while looking through the menu, esmee and i didn't talk. the silence between us wasn't awkward since there was a nice jazz song playing throughout the restaurant.

"have you ever had salmon?" i asked esmee. the girl looked at me with a smile before nodding. i smiled back before saying, "i never had salmon before. the salmon with pineapple and avocado sounds good though."

"you never had salmon before? you should try it, it's good." esmee said as she looked back at her menu.

"okay, i'll try that." i closed the menu and placed it in front of me on the table. esmee looked at the menu for a couple of more seconds before closing it as well, "i'm going to get the same thing." she smiled.

"copy cat." i joked.

"i am not copying you… you just have good taste." esmee rolled her eyes playfully which made me laugh.

"i'm just kidding es. you can copy me as much as you want to without me feeling annoyed." i smiled before freaking out internally, "oh my god, i hope she didn't take that as flirting. i don't want to freak her out already." i thought. my face still had a smile and esmee lightly laughed so i dropped the thought.

after maria came back and we ordered our food, esmee and i took the opportunity to talk a lot more. we discussed our soccer/futbol journey before coming to barcelona, our families, our upcoming game with madrid cff, and our love for video games. we have a lot in common.

the dutch girl never mentioned having a girlfriend while she talked about the people close in her life, i took note of that.

maria came back with our food around 45 minutes after we ordered. esmee and i didn't talk much as we had our food but it's okay. again, the silence wasn't painful or awkward to me. other conversations from people around us and the light music kept my mind occupied.

i didn't want to stare at esmee, since that would be weird for our first time hanging out, but she looked so pretty. sometimes when i looked at her, she already looked at me with a shy smile. this made me blush, she noticed it but didn't say anything.

the check came back and the price wasn't expensive at all. esmee and i forgot to ask if we could split the check but we didn't want to bother Maria who is helping with other tables.

"I can pay for it!" I said as I placed my silver credit card on top of the receipt on the table.

esmee shook her head no as she placed her credit card on top of the receipt, handing me my card back.

"I offered to take you here so it's on me." the dutch said. she wasn't lying but i didn't want to make her feel obligated to pay for my food when i can.

"yeah but-"

"y/n, it's okay." esmee spoke softly before Maria took her card and walked away. I blushed knowing that I couldn't debate with the girl.

"okay but next time I am paying."

"there's going to be a next time?" esmee teased, her eyes filled with admiration.

"oh absolutely!" I said enjoying her company.

Next Chapter: Redirection III

a/n: long chapter, hope you enjoyed :)

[muniimyg]

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ teacher assistant!jimin ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹

series m.list // taglist request: closed

🏷️ permanent taglist: @joonsjuice @taetaecatboy @pb-n-juju @miss-rainy-days @firesighgirl @whoa-jo @vantxx95 @pamzn @kakixaku @casspirit0705 @tae165 @defzcl @sopebubbles @leefics @ggukkieland @bebebutbetter @yoongimentita7 @boraength @era-genius @4ksj @vampcharxter @miss-jupiter @floweryjeons @taegijns @jeonqkooks-main @rrosiitas @jkslvsnella @parkinglot-nights @kissyfacekoo

//

teacher assistant!jimin always grades your paper first so it'll be last in the pile when he gives them out the next day. oh and let’s not forget the golden star he puts on your paper. it’s an inside joke…. kind of. from the corner of his eye, he would watch as you anxiously wait for him to call your name. alas, when he finally does; he dismisses everyone else. as everyone packs up and leaves, you happily skip to him and thank him for his notes on your draft. he smiles warmly and tells you, "you deserve it. you worked hard." you laugh. “just say my writing is your favourite.” jimin rolls his eyes but agrees. “yes, ___. your writing is my favourite.” then, just as you're about to flatter him, your best friend tugs you over and whines, "how many more A's are you gonna give ___? kinda offensive since she's more of a D cup—"

teacher assistant!jimin never really knows what your schedule is like. every day, you have something to do after his class. today, as you're rushing to leave, you take a moment to stop in front of his desk and open your bag. you take out a container filled with cookies. "i made these for you!" you begin. "i hope you're not allergic to nuts... they're white macadamia cookies. i think i saw you eating one before class the other day s-so i just thought—" he takes them. "thank you. they look good." you take a breath in and giggle. "g-good. i... uhm, i have to get going b-but yeah.. enjoy the cookies, jimin." when you leave, he smiles to himself and takes a cookie out of the baggie. he bites into it, and thinks to himself... this is the best cookie he has ever eaten.

teacher assistant!jimin saves the last few cookies for the evening. on his way home, he bumps into nam joon. "oh, you got cookies too?" nam joon beams, as he takes a baggie of cookies out of his hoodie pocket. nam joon gives jimin a toothy smile. "is it ta appreciation day or something? did ___ give you some too? she's cute, huh? i didn't know she was taking a class of yours." jimin feels his chest tighten. why did nam joon get cookies too? didn't you make these just for him? you mentioned knowing it was his favourite. white chocolate macadamia nut cookies are not nam joon's favourite. in all honesty, jimin isn't sure what is nam joon's favourite but it just can't be his favourite. because those fucking cookies aren't for him. oh. jimin is pissed. trying to keep it together, he answered nam joon; "she takes my 10AM." nam joon munches on his cookie. "that's cool. she's in my 12PM—ah, shit. is this white chocolate macadamia? isn't this your favourite? i'm more of an oatmeal chocolate chip kind of guy but this is sooo fucking good." jimin's lips curve into a half smile. so... the cookies must've really been for him—"i bet the others really like this cookie though. she has that jin guy as her professor professor and you know what all the girls here say about him—" nam joon swallows the rest of the cookie. "he likes girls with D cups."

teacher assistant!jimin would be the pettiest little shit to you the next time he sees you. he’d ignore you as you walked in and said good morning to him. then, every time you raised your hand, he’d pick someone who didn’t even have their hand raised. at all costs, he was avoiding eye contact with you. like what??? rude…. also, he gave you your paper FIRST. there wasn’t even any written feedback. no. gold. star. yet, you have to give him some credit. at least his bitter feelings towards you didn’t effect your—a D????? he gave you a D????? this is WRONG. this is unacceptable. as the class is dismissed, you gather your things to talk to him. jus as you approach him, he swings his bag over his bag and bumps into you. “oh shit, sorry—“ “i got a D.” “yeah… that sucks.” with a frown, you confront him. “you’ve never given me a D.” “it was nothing personal, ms. ___… your writing lacked. it wasn’t good. anyways, i gotta get going. i’ll see you next class. if you really want, take it up with prof. he takes re-submissions for one assignment per student.” as he moves past you, under your breath you huff; “nothing personal? bullshit.”

teacher assistant!jimin doesn’t know what to do when you yell his name in the middle of campus. at first, he wants to believe it’s all his head. so, he continues to walk away. but then… everyone starts to turn their heads and look at him… why? because of you. you’re storming to him with no thoughts—just a tired heart. “jimin!” you yell with the kind of tone that has everyone intimidated. finally, he stops. he turns around and stands still as you approach him. you huff, “did i do something?” he tilts his head at you. “what?” you roll your eyes at him, shoving your paper to his chest. “d stands for did i do something.” jimin takes your paper and shrugs. “ms. ___, like i said… take it up with prof. i’m clocked out—“ “bullshit.” “ms.___—“ “oh my god, jimin! you know my name. you have my number—which is a waste since i’m still waiting for you to text me—and you always look at me in class like you could—“ jimin grabs your wrists and drags you to a tree nearby. at least here, people would have to squint to watch what happens next. “let go—“ you shake his grip off of you. he glares at you in return. “if you have a problem with me, figure it out. drop out of the class, talk to the prof or—“ “we’re almost finished the sem, why the hell would i drop this class—“ jimin hates this. he feels like he could hate you. “i don’t have time to deal with you acting like a child—“ in disbelief, you poke his chest. “like a child? oh come on! i spend all my class time looking at you with heart eyes and my free time baking you cookies. my writing is your favourite. there’s no way it deserved a D. also, i’ve been waiting for like… EVER. waiting for your text—now, on a random wednesday morning—you think i’m a child? now? really? are you mad at me or something—“ he gulps. “yes.” your eyes widen. “yes?” jimin sighs, letting himself sound ridiculous, “yes. i’m mad at you. you do all that shit and have these cute conversations with me—and then do this whole cookie gesture… but it wasn’t for me.” “what are you talking about?” “you made cookies for all your ta’s.” you hold back your smile. “that’s it? you gave me a D because you were jealous? over cookies?” jimin hisses and just as he’s about to turn and walk away from you, you run up in front of him. “hey, hey, hey,” you giggle. “i didn’t lie. i made those cookies for you. the other girls i have class with made their own batch and gave them out to their ta’s. is this about nam joon? i only gave him cookies because there were the uglier ones and i wanted to suck up to him… he’s your friend. i want your friends to like me.” jimin raises a brow. “what about jin? isn’t he your favourite?” you shrug. “you’re my favourite.” jimin chuckles, not believing your truth. trying to convince him, you plead with your eyes. “and what’s this all about? like, what about him? he gave me the recipe. he told me your favourite cookie. said we’d be cute together so he wanted to help me out. god, are you actually this jealous? is it bad that i’m really into it?” jimin’s heart skips a beat. ”s-so… you have a crush on me or something?” you throw your head back, laughing at his cuteness. wrapping your arms around him, you tiptop and kiss his cheek. “depends. can you reconsider my D while i consider yours?”

[dd-is-my-guiltypleasure]

A LIFE IN THE DAY

David Duchovny: ‘Love can happen at any age, right?

The actor, 63, on The X Files, songwriting and snacking

EKATERINA GERBY

Interview by Helen Cullen

Wednesday January 17 2024, 12.01am GMT, The Sunday Time

Duchovny was born in New York City. He studied English at Princeton University and Yale, before breaking into acting in the late 1980s, starting in TV adverts and working his way up. In 1993 he began playing the role of the FBI agent Fox Mulder in The X Files, which ran for nine years. He later played Hank Moody in Californication. He has also released three folk-rock albums and published five novels — last year he directed a film adaptation of one of these, Bucky F***ing Dent. Duchovny has two grown-up children from his former marriage to the actress Téa Leoni. He lives in California, with his girlfriend, Monique Pendleberry, and his two dogs, Brick and Rookie.

I like to get up at dawn because those are my best thinking and writing hours. I love the sunrise but it also means I can get some work done before the sun gets too much. That’s the best time of day for me. I have a coffee that makes me think I’m brilliant for ten minutes and that’s all I need to get going.

Food to me is just fuel and I don’t have very advanced taste buds. I think everything kind of tastes OK, which people react to with suspicion. For breakfast I like oatmeal — what my Scottish mother called porridge.

If I’m filming I still like an early start, but I shot my recent film What Happens Later, with Meg Ryan, all through the night because we filmed in a regional airport after it closed at 9pm. That’s a bit of a nightmare for me as a morning person, but we developed a great camaraderie from working while the world was asleep. My daughter, West, thought it was great to see a romantic comedy film with people my age, but I don’t think of myself as any age, so I hadn’t thought about that. Love can happen at any age, right?

Everybody wants me to have a hobby, but I’m blessed because I love my work. I’ve been able to branch out into music, writing and directing. With songwriting I can pick up the guitar at any time. If you wait for inspiration to hit, you’ll be sitting on your ass for ever.

I knock off for lunch about 12pm. That’s when I have the one big meal of the day that would be recognisable to other humans as a proper meal — vegetables and a protein such as fish. The rest of the time I snack.

In the afternoon I work out. I love the games I played when I was younger — boxing, tennis and basketball — but as I get older I tend to get hurt doing those, so I’ve found Pilates is best for me. It’s still super hard but the least dangerous.

I live in Malibu and the height of my fame has passed, so it’s not difficult for me to move around any more. It’s a different era now because everybody has a phone, so paparazzi are more a thing of the past. I tend to go to the same places where people are bored of seeing me.

There are always different reasons why fans might stop me — it could be still because of The X Files or Californication. I am very proud of The X Files. I can’t think of another show like it in terms of cultural impact and longevity. I just thought we were making good, goofy TV but Chris Carter, the creator and director, saw what was coming in terms of the culture of conspiracy theories. Gillian Anderson [his co-star] and I went from being unknown to globally recognised in a couple of years. We don’t get to see each other that much as she lives in London, but there’s no one else I can share that with.

West is an actor now too. It wasn’t something that I would have charted out for her because I know how difficult it is, even more so for a woman, but I want her to do something she’s passionate about. There are still dark corners in Hollywood but the pitfalls and dangers are much more upfront.

I do enjoy a party, but I’d rather spend time with friends in the evening. Because I like to get up so early, I go to bed early also. I feel electric light has really f***ed with our sense of mind and body, and that we were made to hide in the cave at night from predators and wake up with the sun, so I try to do that. Constitutionally, I feel like that works for me.

Words of wisdom

Best advice I was given

It doesn’t matter if people laugh; it matters if it feels funny to you

Advice I’d give

There’s no such thing as good advice — you have to come to it on your own

What I wish I’d known

Take a moment to appreciate what you’ve done before worrying about the next thing

What Happens Later is in cinemas now and available to stream in spring. The Reservoir by David Duchovny is out now (Akashic Books £19.95)

×

[judysxnd]

Hiiii!! I have a Pedro request - f & plus size reader if that is okay!

So reader has some friends visiting/staying at Pedro’s place for holiday whilst he’s on a break from projects and they all decide to go out for casual brunch one day. They think they have slipped out incognito however haven’t realised that someone caught wind and alerted the paparazzi (who are outside restaurant waiting to pounce). When they leave Pedro and reader get mobbed by paps (reader is shoved/pushed an gets hurt - grazes, split lip, possible black eye i’ll let you choose). Pedro becomes protective and quickly tries to get them back home. He then tends to the wounds etc and consoles them.

Make it as angsty/fluffy as you like, thankyouuu!! <3

Not going to lie, I delayed this one a little because I wasn’t in a bad mood, like, sometimes I write the ideas when it matches my mood, not sure if it’s good or not but here I am today trying to write this one as I don’t really feel good. I don’t really know how to explain it, and it doesn’t really matter, so there it is!

Also I noticed I’ve never written any story set up during winter, probably because I don’t like it 😂 I’m going to try here. It’s a small detail that will help.

I hope you like it!!!

———————————————————————————

You were the first one to arrive at Pedro’s house. He invented a few friends to his house for the weekend as he finally came back from filming. He was on a break as it was a week before new year’s. Of course he came back for Christmas, but he didn’t get to see you before leaving to spend the holidays with his family and you with yours.

So, he decided to make a new year’s weekend. It was on a Sunday, so it was perfect. He wanted to do a party on Saturday night and a nice brunch the next day to like sober up and start the year with his closest friends. It would be later in the afternoon probably as no one would be up for 12 or even 1pm. So you arrived there first like you wanted, hoping to have a few moments alone with him. You haven’t seen him un months. FaceTime and texts don’t count as real physical interactions. After some time everyone started to arrive, so the party could start.

The party went great. Music blasting very loud, drinking, dancing, talking, playing games, everything that could be done was done. You all counted down till midnight. Not to forget the tradition, Pedro kissed you went the clock rang. You were blushing as you didn’t expect him to kiss you. You hoped for it, but you’re so used to be private and never do anything in public that it surprised you.

Yes. You’re dating, but you’ve not made anything official. You want to see where it goes before making big commitments, plus you don’t want to deal with all the haters and such. You have other stuff to be focused on. But, your closest a friends know about it, so you don’t have to hide in your own home surrounded by people you can trust.

The party went on until 3/4am. That’s why you only woke up in the afternoon. It was around 12pm, and you were the last to wake up. You were surprised as you thought no one would be up so early, but it was good, because it meant you could go eat at the restaurant.

Going out after that party was risky, but Pedro made reservations in a secluded spot, so you wouldn’t see anyone. He wanted to have a fancy lunch, but didn’t want to have it at home. You tried to come as secretly as possible, in a regular car, almost entering the place one by one. And you did, well at least that’s what you thought.

When you were at the end of the lunch, trying to enjoy your desserts, you all heard voices outside. Not paying attention to it at first, thinking it was maybe a big group at a table in the restaurant, you tried to get back to your lunch. But Pedro had a feeling. He got up and went to the bathroom, making him go through the restaurant. As he did, he caught a glance outside and saw what he feared: a large group of paparazzi trying to get in.

“We have a problem” he said as he came back, looking worried.

“What’s wrong?” You asked him as he sat back next to you, avoiding any eye contact. You put your hand on his thigh. “Pedro”

“Paparazzi” everyone looked at him. “I don’t know how they know, but they’re outside waiting for us”

“seriously” one of his friends sighed

“How?” Another one asked, upset

“I don’t know” Pedro said, starting to get angry too

“Let’s finish our desserts then we will improvise” you said trying to calm him down

“I can’t believe it” he said shaking his head, grabbing his spoon and picking a piece of his cake. “I made a reservation, we arrived in small groups, no one saw us”

“It’s okay” you said “we’ll go out by the back door”

“No it’s not okay. We should be able to leave outside, in peace”

“I know”

You all tried to finish your desserts as relaxed and happy as you could, but it was a lost cause. No one talked, too focused on what could happen next. You all had a reason to fear this moment, making you angrier at each second. At some point you had to leave, so Pedro got up and left the room first. You decided to join him, not wanting him to make some mistake because of his anger.

“Excuse me, I would like to speak to the manager” Pedro said at the first server he saw once he got out. The young man pointed to an older one behind a bar, talking to a lady. You both walked to him, which made him stop his conversation.

“Hello” he said nervously

“Hi, I was wondering if there was another exit to leave because as you can see it’s a little complicated for us to just go through the front door” he said in a dry tone

“I’m sorry but there isn’t”

“What?” You said surprised

“What do you mean there isn’t an other exit?” Pedro was getting angrier

“Don’t you have an emergency exit?”

“We do but it just leads to a backyard, completely closed by walls”

“Shit” Pedro said looking around. “So what if there’s a fire you’re just stuck in there? What kind of restaurant is this?” He started to raise his voice

“Calm down P, it’s not his fault” you said putting your hand in his stomach.

“Yeah by the way, how did they know we were here?” He asked “When I made my reservation, which was made with you precisely, how did it get out?”

“I-I don’t know” he said anxiously. “Only the two servers and I knew about your reservation”

“So it’s the two servers. I would like to see them”

“I’m not sure if it is a good idea” you said, looking at Pedro who was staring at the manager. “Pedro” he finally looked at you, his eyes filled with anger. “I think we should focus on leaving and get home safe, that’s all that matters” he took a deep breath

“Okay. Let’s get out of here” you took his hand and you both went back to the room where you had your lunch. “So, there’s no back door, we’ll just have to confront the paparazzi” he said to everyone. They all started to mumble and swear.

“Let’s go” you said

You took a deep breath as you followed Pedro outside, holding his hand tightly. You barely stepped outside that all you could see were flashes from their cameras. You didn’t realize there were so many people. It was the worst minute of your life and it was going insanely slow. Pedro struggled so much to get through them that you felt like you weren’t even walking.

You couldn’t even hear what they were saying. You just heard words here and there. “Pedro! Pedro! How do you feel being seen with Y/n?” You first heard. “What… think.. her size?” You then heard. They were trying to get any type of reaction. If they couldn’t get a good one, they would search on the negative ones. Sadness, anger, anything that would make a perfect picture. “Defenseless”, “.. heard fat jokes?”, “weird relationship”, “Pedro what do you see in Y/n?” And laughing.

As you thought it couldn’t get worse, they thought it would be funny to start pushing around. As if being verbally mean wasn’t enough, they started to get physical. Pedro always told you to never respond to anyone if they were too many people, to keep your head down and leave as fast as possible. But they were really too many. You’ve ever seen so much people. They probably had no one else to harass. Business was hard for them.

That’s what made them touch you. You felt hands trying to grab your arms. You even felt some touching your stomach. You felt tears forming in your eyes, but you had to hide them, it wasn’t the right time. Pedro stayed very close to you, holding you close to him. He was begging them to stop. The weather didn’t help. The snow on the ground, it was freezing and slippery. As you were being pushed around, you found it hard to walk properly.

You had to look up to see where you were going. But when you did, something unexpected happen. You’ll remember that moment for the rest of your life. You were almost out of the group, you looked up, a little on your right. You randomly looked at a camera, but it was the bad one.

Because the camera went down, not taking you in pictures anymore. You then looked at the person behind. A young lady, she looked younger than you. She was wearing a red beanie and she had curly blond hair. You saw the expression in her eyes: jealousy. She was filled with anger, not sure why at first. But then, you saw that she raised her hand, formed a fist that ended on your face. More specifically in your left eye.

Her action made you fall on the ground, slipping off Pedro’s embrace that was trying to protect you. Once on the ground, it was difficult to focus. Too many flashes, Pedro yelling, his friends trying to gather around you to hide and protect you. Next thing you knew, Pedro grabbed you and helped you run as far away as he could.

Once you finally got to his car, you couldn’t hold the tears anymore. Neither of you said anything. You still in the rush and too scared. Pedro wanted to drive you to the emergency room, just to make sure you didn’t get a concussion or anything. But he knew it would be a bad idea. The paparazzi would know you would do that, and the same scene would happen again.

He could still call a doctor to come home if needed. So he drove home. Once there, he helped you get out, and you both walked to his bathroom. Once you were laying against the sink, seeing you were stable, that’s when he broke the silence.

“Are you okay?” He looked at you, but you couldn’t look at him. You were staring at the floor. “I’m so sorry, I should have protected you more, I-” he stopped talking when you hold his hand. He get you were still shaking. You were in shock. You finally made eye contact

“It’s.. it’s not your fault” you said softly. Your voice was so low that you didn’t even know if you actually said it out loud

“I know but still, I could have done better”

“Don’t feel guilty” you said turning around, looking at yourself in the mirror. Your skin was turning purple around your eye. You barely touched it that it hurt. “Ouch”

“Let me take care of you” he said breaking the space between you two, putting his hands on your shoulders. He then grabbed your hand and brought you to his bedroom and made you sit on the edge.

He held your feet, carefully removing your shoes covered in snow. Your pants were wet because of your fall, and you had snow on your coat. Pedro helped you get out of your clothes and left you in your underwear.

“Don’t move” he said before rushing to the bathroom again. You heard him open the water. Ten minutes later he came out, walked to you, offering his hand. Grabbing it, you both went back in the bathroom. “Get in the bath, I’ll get ice for your eye” you smiled. “We’ll clean those little wounds after okay?” He said looking at the small red wounds you had in your arms and legs. You would definitely bruise there too.

He helped you get in, and left you alone for a moment. You surprisingly felt a little better. The pain started to get away, probably thanks to the hot water that made you forget your own body. You closed your eyes and started to breath deeply, trying to calm down. But it only made you relive that scene again. Your eyes shuttered open when you saw the punch again.

Pedro came back with ice for your eye. He even helped you wash yourself as your body was starting to hurt. After the bath, he cleaned your wounds and put cream on it. He brought your pyjamas and helped you get dressed. The pain was coming back, you could barely move. Your body was stiff.

“How do you feel?” He said holding your face

“Everything hurts”

“What about your eye?” He said looking carefully at the bruise

“Only when I touch it”

“And your head? Do you feel dizzy or anything? Nausea?”

“I’m good”

“I just want to make sure you don’t have a concussion or anything”

“She didn’t hit me that hard” you sighed

“Still”

“I’m fine” you looked at each other

“We don’t have to talk about it now, or tomorrow, but I don’t want you to withdraw into yourself. I’m here okay?”

“Thank you” you said hugging him. You pulled back, looking at him when you realized. “Wait, are you okay? Did you get hurt or something? I didn’t even ask, d-”

“I’m okay, they didn’t get me” you felt better “I wished they hit me instead of you”

“Don’t say that”

“I would rather they hurt me than you”

“Look I’m okay, it’s just a few bruises”

“Are you sure? They said some pretty bad things back there” you didn’t answer right away as you started to remember it. “Shit I made you remember it” Pedro said, realizing what he just did. “But let me make it clear, what they said isn’t true okay? It’s not important what they said, they were just trying to get us to snap. Cariño you’re the sweetest, most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on” he said, his hands on your face. You felt butterflies in your stomach. You smiled and probably blushed too as you felt your cheeks heating.

“No no yeah I know it’s not true, I know how they are..” you tried to reassure him “let’s just go to bed okay? I just want this day to be over”

“What a way to start this new year” he joked. He was unsure if he should have said that so he was paying attention to your reaction. But when you chuckled he felt better. He saw a small smile on your face. It reassured him.

After talking a little to his friends and saying good night, you both went to bed together, cuddled up. None of you letting go of each other. You spent the night glued together.

[spotsspeciall]

Just a small crush pt.2

PART 1            PART 3         PART 4

Pairing: Jschlatt x Fem!reader

Word count: 2.5K

Warnings: no warnings

Summery: You attend the Streamer awards, and someone is staring at you the entire time.

masterlist

The clock was starting to reach 12pm and QT had gotten breakfast ready for everyone. Everyone had sat down in the kitchen ready to eat, but you were still missing. They all considered letting you sleep, but QT interrupted them by saying she was going to check on you. 

She slowly opened the door to see if you were sleeping, and was shocked to see two sleeping figures in the bed. Her curiosity got the better of her and she took a few more steps into the room to see who it was. And by god was she shocked when she saw Schlatt spooning you with his long arms wrapped tightly around you. She couldn’t help herself when she brought up her phone and snapped a picture of you two sleeping. She slowly took a few steps back so as not to wake you, and then she ran down the stairs ready to tell the guys.

She barged into the kitchen making the boys freak out a little.

“YOU ARE NOT GOING TO BELIEVE THIS” she screamed in a whisper.

They didn’t have time to respond until they were looking at a picture of you two sleeping. They didn’t say a word until Ludwig screamed

“I KNEW IT!!” “I KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN!”

QT was confused and asked what he meant.

“She told me last night that she had a crush on him. And I mean, you all saw them together last night” He had so much confidence, almost like he knew that Schlatt stayed the night. But he honestly was a little surprised.

They kept speculating on what happened with you two last night while eating breakfast. While you two were starting to wake up.

You stirred awake and slowly opened your eyes to the sunlight shining in your room. You still had your makeup on from last night and your hair was a mess, you really didn’t want Schlatt to see you like this, but it was already too late as you heard him say “Good morning” in the sexiest morning voice you had ever heard in your life. 

“morning” You mumbled back, deciding to just face him, and if he thought you looked ugly in the morning, then so be it. At Least yesterday was good. 

You flipped over towards him and watched as he smiled at you. No sign on his face that he was shocked by how you looked. “Sorry about how I look,” you chuckled. “I didn’t remove my makeup last night so now I look like this.” You said as you smiled up at him. 

“What do you mean?” He looked almost taken aback. “You look gorgeous” He smiled at you.

You giggled and blushed as you were relieved he didn’t find you horrifying to look at in the morning.

Schlatt checked his phone and saw how much the clock was. Realizing it wasn’t too many hours until he had to do Chuckle Sandwich. “I'm sorry, but I have to leave. I have Chuckle Sandwich in a few hours” 

“Oh yeah!” “Of course” you said as you slid out of bed. You felt confident because of what Schlatt had said earlier, so you went to grab some clothes that were still in your bag and you walked towards the connecting bathroom in only your underwear. You could feel Schlatts eyes on you the entire time as you smirked to yourself. 

You quickly removed some makeup and tidied up a bit, before getting dressed and leaving the bathroom. Schlatt was sitting on the side of the bed looking down on his phone. He looked up at you as you stepped out an asked

“You ready to go downstairs?”

“Yeah, but do you want me to try and sneak you out? I mean, if they see you they will probably think we slept together” 

“We did literally sleep together though” you both laughed. “But i would not be embarrassed if people think we slept together” “So let’s go”

You felt yourself blush a little as you nodded to him and walked towards the door.

Downstairs, they were all still talking while munching on some breakfast. They quickly grew quiet when they heard the door close and two people walk downstairs. They all watched you two come downstairs from the open door leading out to the hallway. 

You stopped to look at Schlatt, unsure if he would go into the kitchen and say hi to everyone, or if he would just leave right now. But Schlatt just kept going, and went straight into the kitchen. 

“Hey guys!” he said as everyone just stared at him, and slowly said hello.

Ludwig smirked like an idiot, and said “Heyyyy Schlatt”

You walked into the kitchen and stood next to Schlatt as QT spoke

“You want any breakfast Schlatt?” With a sly smile on her face.

“No thanks, I have Chuckle Sandwich in a few hours so I have to get going. But I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” “See you” He waved as he went to leave. Looking at you before he left and smiled at you as you softly said “See you” back to him. 

You were still standing there staring at the door he just left through. Your thoughts interrupted when everyone started shouting and hollering, making comments on how the sex was. So you had to shut them all up by screaming that you didn’t have sex, you just fell asleep together. Which made them all boo you.

“Come on!” “You really just cuddled and fell asleep?” Slime said with a disgusting look on his face. Laughing, you answered “YES!”

The boys made even more sounds of disgust, but QT piped in and said, “I think that's really sweet” “I can even show you how sweet you guys were” She added as she pulled her phone out and showed you a picture of Schlatt with his arms wrapped tightly around you.

It made you blush so much as you said, “QT! You took a picture!?” 

She just giggled as you kept staring at the picture, secretly loving that she captured that moment between you two.

You all ate breakfast as they kept asking you questions that you refused to answer with a big smile on your face.

 The rest of the day you all just relaxed and chilled, ready for the Streamer Awards tomorrow. 

Doing your makeup for the Steamer Awards was taking a long time, you wanted everything to be perfect. The final touch before you were ready, was to squeeze into the most beautiful, but expensive dress you had ever owned. 

Looking at yourself in the mirror you were taken aback, you haven't felt this gorgeous in a long time. Your hair was sitting perfectly, makeup was looking flawless, and the dress was sitting perfectly. You felt your confidence grow, and felt so ready for the Streamer Awards. 

Going downstairs you were met with everyone getting ready. It felt like a movie when you walked down the stairs and you felt everyone's eyes on you. Your confidence got even bigger.

“Omg Y/N!” “You look amazing!” QT shouted at you. She was standing in her dress, applying her lipstick in the mirror. 

Walking over to her, you both ended up shouting compliments at each other until Slime said it was time to leave.

Arriving at the venue QT had to leave right away to get ready to host, and Ludwig had to get ready to interview. You and the other guys stayed behind to mingle a little before the Red carpet interviews started. A few more people showed up and joined the little circle you had formed. You had kept looking for Schlatt, but you couldn’t see him anywhere, and it made you a little scared he wasn’t coming. But your spiraling thoughts were interrupted when you heard someone announce that people could start entering the venue and get interviewed on the way. 

A few people were signaled to start entering, and you were patiently waiting for your turn while still chatting to the people around you. You saw Ted enter, ready to get interviewed by Sweet Anita, but you still couldn’t see Schlatt anywhere. But now it was your turn to enter. And of course the interviewers you were getting were Hasan and Ludwig. Stepping up to them, they introduced you and asked you how you were feeling being nominated for the Rising star award. You were so nervous that your body just went into auto pilot and you answered their question.

After talking for a bit, you started to relax a little, until you saw Ludwig looking off towards the next people who were entering. He had wide eyes, making both you and Hasan look to where he was staring off to. But your mind didn't even get to register what it was, before a person was standing beside you. Ludwig and Hasan both said his name in surprise as you looked up at him. Schlatt stared back at you with a smile before looking over to Lud and Hasan, talking to them. You realized you were being filmed and that everyone would notice you were staring at him. So you quickly looked away and joined the conversation they were having. The rest of the interview went smoothly and you and Schlatt both answered questions and had a lot of fun doing so. But it was time for the interview to end, so you both headed towards the doors together. 

After you both stepped inside you felt Schlatt lean closer to you as he softly said

“You look beautiful”

You turned your head to look up at him. Blushing while you said

“Thank you. You don’t look too bad yourself” with a smirk on your face. 

He had actually put on a suit, and you’re surprised it wasn’t the normal dark blue suit with the red tie. He had gone for a more classic look with just a nice black suit with a white shirt and a black tie. His hair looked soft and curly, not too long, but it didn’t look like he had trimmed it recently either. But his mutton chops were neatly trimmed. And it all made him look so good it made you feel all hot inside. 

“Well thank you” He said, kind of sarcastically while bowing his head.

So you had to be honest and tell him. “But you do look really good actually”

You could swear you saw him blush a little. 

You kept going to find your tables, and quickly you realized you were not going to sit together. Schlatt found Ted and was supposed to sit with him, as you were shown to a table luckily not too far away. Sitting down you found Schlatts eyes, he was sitting towards you, and you had a nice view of each other. You gave Schlatt a sad frown, showing him you were not happy about the seating arrangement. He chuckled back as he nodded to you. 

You started to chat with the people at your table as Schlatt did the same at his table. But you kept looking over at each other, narrowly missing each other's eyes. 

The stage lights glowed and it was time for the awards to start. Turning towards the stage you watched Valkyrea and QTCinderella walk out and stand by the podium. They kept cracking you up everytime they took a dig at someone in the audience. You really enjoyed it, but Schlatt didn’t even hear any of the jokes they were telling, as he was busy staring at you the whole time. He couldn’t stop, it just made him smile everytime you would laugh at something they said (plus, you looked smoking hot in that dress, and he had to fight to not stare at your body the whole time).

Ted noticed him staring at you, and he had been staring at Schlatt the whole time, seeing if he would ever look at something else, or notice that he was staring at him. But nothing happened. So he bumped his arm against Schlatt, pulling him out of his trance. As Schlatt turned to look at Ted, he realized he had been caught. He felt his face grow super hot as Ted asked

“I think half of the room has noticed you staring, except her.” Ted couldn’t stop smirking, he had never seen Schlatt act this way around a woman before.

Schlatt just cussed under his breath, not knowing what to say, as he turned to look at what was happening on the stage. But he still found himself glancing over at you those moments when you weren’t looking at him. And Ted was still sitting there smiling to himself as he caught the whole exchange. 

The categories flew by, and it was time for the rising star award. Your heart beat was rising fast, and your hands started to get sweaty. You were up against streamers like; PrinceZamLive, Keeoh, Alluux and Frogan. You had seen some of them before, but you really didn’t know who would win. 

Ranboo was taking way too long to say who won, and your nerves were through the roof at this point. Finally, Frogan was called as the winner. You felt a sense of relief as your body finally relaxed. Sure it would be fun to win, but you’re also kind of glad it wasn’t you. You gave Frogan a big applause as she walked up the stage.

The rest of the event went by quickly. And all of a sudden, you were standing up, ready to leave. Collecting your things, you felt a presence by your side as you heard a deep whisper so close to your ear that your whole body got goosebumps.

“You should've won”

Turning your head, you and Schlatt were so close that you could feel his breath on your face. You tried keeping your composure as you smiled at him and told him that you thought Frogan deserved to win more than you did.

Schlatt smiled and took a step back. He didn’t say anything else as he motioned for you to walk out in front of him, just like the gentleman he is. Schlatt caught a glance of your ass in that dress, and almost stumbled as he went to walk behind you. 

Meeting back outside, you were standing with Schlatt, Ted and Shea. Slime showed up to tell you that they were leaving to go home, and that you could catch a ride with them. You turned to look at Schlatt to see if he had any objections. But Ted piped in

“Yeah we should head home too, I'm exhausted already.” “You can catch a ride with us Schlatt” 

Schlatt nodded to Ted, and turned to you. “Good night, hopefully i get to see you soon” 

He had a cute little glint in his eyes as he said that, and you felt a blush creep its way up your face. “Yeah, i’ll see you soon” You confirmed what he said, and smiled at Schlatt as you went to follow Slime to the car. 

Ted nudged Schlatt with his arm as he watched you leave. “I think you have a crush”

[taexbankai]

I only want you

this is chapter 7, the other 6 are on my page!

i’m sure by now, everyone who’s been reading knows that this story comes with many different types of warnings, so yeah.. please read at your own accord

this chapter is a kinda long, i’ve been extremely busy so please excuse any typos or spelling mistakes… enjoy!

———————

“i’m almost done packing, one second!” i yelled downstairs to satoru. it’s been 2 days since the graduation party, satoru suggested that instead of me just driving back with him to pick up more clothes, i stay at his apartment with him for a few weeks. He said it’ll be good for me to get away for a little bit and to take a mini vacation. so here i am, excitedly packing my giant suitcase full of clothes, my toothbrush, my face care and hair products, makeup, heels, sneakers, literally anything i could think of

“i’m ready!” i said excitedly as i walked downstairs with my suitcase. satoru came over and grabbed my suitcase from me

“damn, it’s like you’re getting ready to move in with me” satoru said and laughed.

“i’m just so excited, i want to make sure i have an outfit for every occasion!” i told him and smiled

“i understand” he said as he smiled back at me.

“i’ll be right back, i’m going to go put our stuff in the trunk” he told me before he walked outside with our luggage

“have fun sweetie, be safe” my mom said as she gave me a hug. i missed my parents while they were away on their little trip

“good luck with satoru” my dad said as he winked. i hit him playfully

“what? he’s a good young man. a nice head on his shoulders. I wouldn’t mind if you two got together, i know that he would take good care of you” my dad said. i nodded in agreement. i didn’t have to tell my parents about what happened with yuta because as soon as they walked through the door once they came back from their trip, suguru and satoru told them everything. they were furious, especially my father.

“yeah, if suguru wasn’t so against it then that would be perfect” i said while laughing

“i don’t think he would be against it. he’s just a little over protective and he wants to prevent you from getting hurt” my mom said to me. before i could respond to her, satoru came back in the house

“okay i’m all done… you ready?” he asked me. i quickly nodded my head and gave my parents one last hug before i ran towards the door to stand next to satoru. he said goodbye to my parents and we got into his car

——————

“y/n wake up, we’re here” satoru softly said as he shook me awake. i slowly opened my eyes, looking at my surroundings before my eyes landed on the beautiful building in front of me

“holy shit, this is your apartment?!” i asked

“yeah… well it’s a condo” satoru said and laughed

“we got here so quick, it’s only 12pm” i said as i checked my phone

“you were sleep after the first 10 minutes of driving” he said

“i was too excited to sleep last night” i said, playfully rolling my eyes. satoru and i got out of the car. satoru grabbed our luggage out of the trunk and started walking towards the building. i could hardly contain my excitement as we walked through the entrance. i looked around the lobby looking at all of the expensive decor. we then walked over to the elevators and i watched satoru as he pressed the number 7

“there’s only 7 floors, i got the top floor” satoru said

“why is there only 7?” i asked

“we got the more expensive condo’s, so this building is separate from the rest of the condos in the neighborhood. i have a 2 story condo and so does suguru. the condo’s across the street are nice but they’re not as big as the ones in this building. because all of the condo’s in this building are really big, there’s only about 4 to 5 condo’s on each floor. the top floor only has mine and suguru’s condo’s though” he explained as we reached the top floor and exited the elevator

“wait.. i thought you and suguru lived together?” i asked, now confused. satoru walked in front of me, leading me down the very expensive looking hallway

“we do… we live in the same building. but we each have our own condos. we’re neighbors” he told me as we reached his door

“this is suguru’s condo” satoru said as he pointed to the door directly across from his. underneath the doorbell i saw a sign that had suguru’s name written in cursive. i turned back to satoru’s door and realize he had the same thing with his name

“you can definitely tell only rich people live here” i said and laughed, satoru laughed with me as he unlocked his door, letting me walk in first

“my dad owns this building” satoru said as he locked the door after we walked in. i stopped dead in my tracks… it was beautiful. everything was wide and clean. satoru had all white furniture with hints of black throughout the house, a huge flat screen tv above his fireplace, and cute little decorations. there was a beautiful chandelier hanging from the ceiling and huge ceiling to floor windows throughout the living room

“let me show you the kitchen” he said as we took our shoes off and walked towards his kitchen

“oh my goodness” i said as i saw the kitchen. everything was so bright and expensive looking. the sink didn’t even have handles because it was motion censored. after the kitchen, satoru took me upstairs and showed me the beautiful bathroom before showing me the guest room

“this is the guest room… if you want to sleep in here” he said as he walked over to the curtains and opened them, letting the sunlight fill the room

“if i want to sleep in here?” i repeated, turning my attention to satoru. he just smiled at me before telling me to follow him to his room. i don’t know what i was expecting, but satoru’s room exceeded those expectations. it was beautiful. he has a huge king sized bed in the center of his room. the frame of the bed was black and the sheets were white. he had matching dressers on each side of the bed. everything in his room matched his bed set. he walked me over the the balcony in his room and we stepped outside

“wow i can see the entire city from here!” i said as i leaned on the railing, looking at all of the buildings

“it’s even prettier at night” satoru said as he stood next to me, his eyes never leaving my face as he smiled at how happy i was

“i have the giant windows in here too but i keep my black out shades down during the day because my room get’s extremely bright. he said as he showed me the windows

“oh yeah, i have a bathroom in my room too. it has a shower and a separate bathtub, same color scheme as the room…nothing too special” he said and laughed. i walked over to his bathroom and my mouth dropped

“okay, this is another level of rich” i said as i looked at his spacious bathroom. the shower was big enough to fit 6 people in it, and his bathtub could fit at least 4 people in it. he had a 2 person sink and a mirror that touched both ends of the wall

“you can just sleep in here with me instead of staying in the guest room” satoru said as he laid down on his bed. i followed after him and laid down

“your bed is super comfortable” i said as i got underneath the thick blankets

“you sure you don’t mind me sleeping in here?” i asked him

“of course not” he said while laughing, getting underneath the covers with me

“oh yeah, watch this” he said. i looked over at him and watched him grab a remote and press a button, second later a huge flat screen tv came down from the ceiling until it was centered directly in front of his bed. i sat up in excitement and looked at the tv

“you’re so cool” i told him. satoru turned on the tv and put on some random movie before we ended up falling asleep

———————

when i woke up it was dark outside. i turned around and saw that satoru wasn’t in bed anymore. i reached for my phone in my pocket and checked the time

“damn, 5:12pm? i can’t believe i fell back to sleep after that nap in the car. guess i was more tired than i thought” i said to myself. i got up from the bed and walked over to the bedroom door. satoru must have been cooking something because i could hear the sound of pans hitting each other. i opened the door and started walking downstairs until i heard satoru talking to somebody. i stopped mid step

“for how long?” a girl’s voice asked

“uhh.. i’m not sure actually. maybe tomorrow, just ask him riko” i heard satoru say. riko?, so riko was here. i suddenly started to feel nervous and a little bit jealous

‘so she really does come over here a lot’ i thought

“i spoke to suguru last night and he said he was coming back when you came back” riko said

“what day is choso doing it?” satoru asked her

“not until the day after tomorrow” she said

“he’ll be back by then” satoru said. i slowly tip toed down the rest of the stairs. i walked over to the kitchen area but hid behind a wall before they saw me

“but i want you to come too” riko said. i peeked from behind the wall and saw riko walk closer to satoru, who was cooking what smelt like spaghetti

“i’m busy” he said, keeping his eyes on the food

“but i want you there. i miss you” riko said as she hugged satoru from behind. my eyes widened as i watched the interaction. i watched satoru put down the utensils he was holding. he looked like he was about to say something but i didn’t want to watch or hear anymore. i walked out from behind the wall and walked right into the kitchen, when satoru and i made eye contact he looked like he just saw a ghost. when riko saw me she immediately let go of satoru

“y/n..when did you get up? i was just about to come check on you” he said, a small smile on his face

“oh..you’re y/n, suguru’s little sister… i remember you” riko said as she walked up to me with a smile on her face. she was pretty, her hair looked cute and her eyes were big and beautiful. i can see why satoru fell in love with her. my insecurities started to crawl up my spine, i could feel my tears threatening to show

“what are you doing at satoru’s house? suguru lives next door” she asked

“visiting” i said, trying to keep my composure

“are you hungry? i’m making us dinner” satoru asked me, walking up to me, gently grabbing me by my waist. he knows me too well, he can tell something was wrong and he obviously knew what it was

“oh, i thought you were making dinner for me and you. spaghetti is my favorite after all” riko said. i bit my lip to hold in my tears, i’ve been a big crybaby and extremely sensitive recently and the last thing i need is riko seeing me cry because of me being jealous

“i forgot something in your car… can i get the keys please?” i said, my voice low and my head down as i didn’t want to make eye contact with satoru

“it’s hanging on the hook by the door. i can come with you if you wan-“

“i’m fine. thanks” i said before i turned around and walked to the front door. i put my crocs on, grabbed his car keys and walked out the door. the minute i closed the front door my tears started falling. i stood there crying for a few minutes before i violently wiped my face

“stop being so damn emotional y/n. it’s not like you’re dating him…she can come over whenever she wants” i said to myself as i walked over to the elevator. i pressed the button to take me to the lobby.

“i just need some fresh air” i said as i left out of the elevator. i started walking in the direction of the entrance door but someone caught my eye. i saw a guy sitting down on one of the chairs in the lobby area. he had dark hair that was pulled into two buns, his eyes were dark and he had a long mark across his nose. aside from the fact that he was obviously attractive, he looked extremely familiar

“choso?” i said out loud. the man looked up from his phone and right at me

“yeah?” he asked, confusing written all over his face. i smiled a little bit as i walked over to him, sitting down on the chair next to him

“it’s me y/n…. suguru’s little sister” i said. his eyes widened in realization

“oh wow, i was thinking that you kind of resembled suguru but i didn’t think you were his little sister. you’ve grown a lot since the last time i saw you” he said, turning off his phone and giving me his full attention

“i know, it has been a while..i’m 18 now. so what are you doing here?” i asked him, my smile growing bigger

“waiting on riko, we have to go somewhere after this. what about you?” he asked

“i’m staying with satoru for a few weeks” i told him

“oh really? why? if you don’t mind me asking” choso said, turning his body to face me

“a lot of stuff happened. my ex boyfriend cheated on me, i got into a fight. just all kinds of shit, so toru told me to come out here and get away from all of that for a few weeks” i told him, feeling embarrassed about telling him just how fucked up my life has been these last few days

“that’s fucked up. i couldn’t imagine someone cheating on you, you’re so cute and you’re a nice girl” choso said to me. i felt my heart rate pick up a little bit at his compliment

“thank you” i said as i smiled at him

“of course beautiful” choso said and smiled back at me

“are you seriously flirting with her right now choso?” choso and i both turned around and saw satoru walking up to us, riko following behind him with a sad look on her face

“what? am i not allowed to tell her she’s beautiful” choso asked

“no, you’re not” satoru said as he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to stand next to him

“interesting” choso said as he smirked

“i actually have a little brother around your age” choso said as he stood up and took out his phone

“this is him” he said, turning the phone around and showing me a picture of him and yuji

“what?! yuji is your brother? stop lying” i said, not believing what he was saying

“yep. suguru actually told me a while back that you’re friends with my brother” choso said while laughing

“you’re so pretty, i’m surprised he never tried to make a move on you” choso said. i laughed at him, i felt satoru’s grip on my wrist tighten. i saw choso look at satoru and then back to me, another smirk growing on his face, but i chose to ignore it

“yuji is one of my best friends” i said to choso

“our dinner is getting cold, let’s go” satoru said as he started pulling me back towards the elevator

“wait… y/n i’m having a party in a couple of days. do you want to come?” choso asked me

“sure!” i told him

“great, just give me your number and i’ll send you the-“

“she’ll show up with me, you don’t have to send her shit” satoru said as he continued walking towards the elevator. the elevator ride and the walk back to satoru’s house was awkward. once we were inside the house i took my shoes off and placed satoru’s car keys back on the hook

“come eat” he said as he walked into the kitchen. i silently followed him into the kitchen and saw that he had the table made up and our plates already sitting on the table

“i had to cover them before they got cold because you were down there chatting it up with choso” satoru said as he sat down. i remained silent and sat down across from him

“so did you find what you were looking for in the car?” he sarcastically asked me

“no satoru, i only left out of the house because i didn’t want to be in here when your ex girlfriend was hugging on you and telling you how much she missed you and wants to eat your cooking” i said

“i didn’t know she was going to do that” satoru said as he sighed, uncovering his food and picking up a fork

“i told you i had to get our relationship under control. she hasn’t been doing well with rejection” satoru said as he began eating. i uncovered my food and stopped to take a picture of it, satoru did such a good job, it looked delicious. i put my phone down and proceeded to finish my conversation with satoru

“you’re too lenient with her” i told him

“how do you know? you don’t know how i treat her” he said before taking another bite of his food

“i can clearly see you’re not tough enough based on how she acted today” i told him. he nodded his head and decided to drop the whole conversation

“i’m sorry, i didn’t know she was going to hug me and say all of the stuff she did, honestly” he said

“it’s okay, don’t apologize. you didn’t do anything wrong, it’s my fault for being so sensitive ” i said and looked at him, feeling bad that he keeps getting caught in the middle of my mood swings

“and thank you for the food”

—— skip to choso’s party———-

i was nervous as i approached choso’s house with satoru, suguru and yuki

“you guys look so cute with your matching outfits on, babe we should have matched” yuki said as she turned to suguru

“i know right. toru agreed when i told him we should match!” i told her, happy she think’s it’s cute. satoru and i had matching shirts on, mine saying “if lost return to stupid” and satoru’s shirt saying “hi, i’m stupid”. satoru had black pants on and i had a black mini skirt to match the color of the shirt

“she didn’t let me see what it was until 30 minutes ago” satoru said

“it’s okay stupid, you look nice” suguru said as he patted satoru on the back, earning a slap from satoru. we opened the door and walked in. i was immediately bombarded by the smell of weed and alcohol. there were tons of people inside of the house. i reached for satoru’s hand to make sure i didn’t get lost. he held my hand and we followed suguru and yuki to the backyard

‘they love meeting in backyards’ i thought as i continued holding onto satoru’s hand as we walked up to their group of friends

“what’s up man” nanami said as he dabbed up satoru and then suguru

“oh hey, you made it” i looked to my left and saw choso walking up to me

“thanks for inviting me” i said to him as i squeezed satoru’s hand tighter, now super shy since everyone’s attention was on me

“are you satoru’s girlfriend?” nanami asked me

“she’s my little sister” suguru answered before i could

“oh i remember her!” haibara said as he came up to me, greeting me

“so you’re not dating? just holding hands for fun?” nanami asked satoru sarcastically

“she’s never been to a college party before. i was holding her hand to make sure we didn’t get separated” satoru said

“aww how cute!” yuki said. i love yuki, she’s literally my number 1 supporter

“so to sum it up… you’re single right?” choso asked me

“she’s not up for grabs choso, don’t get any ideas” satoru said as he looked at choso.

“okay okay, i won’t ask her out…yet” choso said as he smirked, he then walked over to suguru and threw his arm around his neck before they walked off, talking about something. satoru started talking to haibara and nanami but i kept my eyes on suguru and choso. i could see choso say something and then look over to me and satoru before he started laughing. suguru said something back and also looked over at us

“y/n come join the girls over here!” yuki said. i turned my attention to yuki and reluctantly let go of satoru’s hand before i walked over to where she was at. she was sitting by the pool with shoko, riko, and 2 other girls i’ve never met before

“y/n this is mei mei and this is utahime. girls this is y/n, suguru’s little sister as you’ve just heard” yuki said, introducing me to the girls

“nice to meet you both!” i said to them. they smiled and greeted me back

“you’re such a cutie! i don’t know how you can stand to be around satoru” utahime said to me. i started laughing

“he’s really kind” i told her

“do you want to get in the water with us?, we’re gonna go swimming soon” mei mei asked me

“oh i didn’t bring a swim suit, i didn’t know there was going to be a pool” i told her

“don’t worry, i bought 3 extra bathing suits today for riko but she ended up bringing her own so instead of brand new swim suits going to waste, you can have them. they’re adjustable too so you should be able to fit them” mei mei said

“are you sure?” i asked her

“yeah of course! follow me into the house, you can get changed in there” mei mei said as she led me into the house

“thank you!”

————

“i can’t believe they started smoking without us” shoko said as we watched the guys stand in a circle, talking and passing a blunt around

“the water is better anyways” utahime said as she did laps around the pool

“the water feels really nice” i said and smiled, thankful that mei mei had extra swimsuits

“hey have you guys ever had a shroom before?” mei mei asked us. everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at her

“no.. what’s a shroom?” i asked her

“it’s a mushroom that makes you hallucinate” shoko said

“hallucinate?!” me and riko yelled at the same time

“it’s just like weed but a little stronger” mei mei said while laughing

“i have some with me… want to try?” she asked us. shoko and yuki both said yes as they’ve had them before, utahime took one shortly after. riko looked at me and i looked back at her

“should we?” she asked me

“if you take one i’ll take one” i told her

“deal” she said, we both took one of the shroom chocolate bars from mei mei. after we all ate the bars, everyone went back to talking amongst themselves. i turned to talk to riko

“hey, can i ask you a question?” i asked her

“sure” she said

“do you still have feeling for toru?” i asked

“yeah… do you?” she asked

“yeah, i’ve been in love with him for a long time” i told her honestly

“yeah i’ve heard. at first, i was going to try and get satoru back but the other day when i was over at his house when he cooked both of you dinner, he yelled at me after you left. he said he was done messing around with me and that he wants to take your guys relationship to another level” she told me, i was shocked from hearing this

“i was sad at first, but then i realized that it’s my fault that satoru and i aren’t together anymore, so i just accepted defeat” she said, lightly laughing towards the end of her sentence

“you seem cool, i wouldn’t mind being friends with you if you don’t have a problem with it” riko said

“yes we can be friends!” i told her as i nodded my head and gave her a hug, she immediately hugged me back and we started swimming around in the water

“when did the two of you become besties?” i heard satoru ask as he walked over to us

“since now” i said and smiled at him

“that’s good” he said and smiled back at me

“can you not smile at her like you’re head over heels in love right in front of me? i’m still healing here” riko said jokingly making us laugh

“all of the guys are going to go back inside and get something to drink, do you want anything?” he asked me

“no i’m okay” i told him

“okay, if you need me i’ll be in there okay?” he said

“she’s a big girl satoru, she’ll be fine” suguru said laughing at satoru. he then walked with satoru and the rest of the guys into the house. we all stayed in the pool for 10 more minutes before we were ready to get out

“those shrooms kicked in fast, i feel like i’m having an out of body experience right now” i said as i fell onto the grass after getting out of the pool

“help.. i can’t get out” riko said to me. i turned around to help her out of the pool, i grabbed her hand and pulled her up until she ended up falling onto of me. we just sat there laughing

“yeah… you two are fucked up. she wasn’t even inside of the pool anymore” shoko said. i looked over at yuki and saw that she was laughing while recording us

“omg really?” i said, not believing that riko wasn’t actually in the pool

“man suguru is gonna kill me for giving his baby sister shrooms” mei mei said as she started laughing

“he’s not. i won’t tell him i promise” i said as i stood up, using riko’s body to help me stand without falling

“you won’t have to tell him, he’s gonna be able to tell by taking one look at you” utahime said

“hey… have you guys seen toru?” i asked the girls as i walked over to yuki, my legs almost giving out as everything around me started to get a little fuzzy

“he said he was going inside with the guys remember? he told you himself ” yuki said as she grabbed me and helped me stand up straight

“i miss him, i want to see him” i said as i started putting my clothes back on, quickly taking the swimsuit off so nobody inside the house would see me naked

“are you two dating yet?” shoko asked me, a smirk coming to her face

“not yet, but he’s mine. i won’t let anyone else have him” i said, my words slightly slurring as i walked towards the house, the girls followed after me. i made my way through the house full of loud music and people dancing. the main house lights were off and there was flashing strobe lights throughout the house.

“the kitchen’s this way” i turned around and saw yuki next to me. she grabbed my hand and walked me to the kitchen

“thank you, yuki i love you” i said to her as i gave her a hug. she laughed and told me she loved me too as we walked through the kitchen doors. luckily the normal lights were on in the kitchen and i was able to actually see. suguru, satoru, choso, nanami, haibara and a guy i’ve never seen before were standing around the kitchen island taking shots.

“my legs! it’s hard to walk” i turned around and saw riko being carried into the kitchen by mei mei and shoko

“riko, PLEASE get it together” shoko said while utahime and mei mei laughed

“toru!” i said as i ran over to satoru. he immediately opened his arms and i gave him a hug, keeping my face buried in his chest

“you smell good” i said to him

“thank you” he said and smiled at me

“hey, who’s that?” i hard an unfamiliar voice ask. i turned around to look at the person speaking

“this is y/n, my little sister. y/n this is mahito” suguru said

“nice to meet you cutie” mahito said as he walked over to me, outstretching his hand so he could grab mine

“h-hi” i said, feeling shy

“don’t be a weirdo” satoru said as he slapped mahito’s hand away from me

“yeah mahito. plus i’ve already called dibs on her, right suguru” choso said as he poured himself another shot

“what are you talking about” satoru asked as he looked at choso and then suguru

“come on gojo man… take a shot and relax a little” haibara said as he started pouring another shot

“no, i’m driving home tonight” satoru said as he refused the drink

“i’ll take it!” mei mei as she walked over to the counter

“let’s all take one ladies” she yelled as she grabbed more shot glasses and started pouring all of us shots

“yayyy!” i said as i started giggling, excited to take a shot

“are you high y/n?” suguru asked me as he walked over to me and lighted grabbed my face

“no” i lied, hoping he wouldn’t see through my lie

“she’s more than high. i was just about to ask her myself” satoru said

“don’t lie to me, what did you smoke?” suguru asked me

“i didn’t smoke anything” i told him

“suguru leave that girl alone, she’s grown” mei mei said as she finished pouring the last shot

“what did you give her?” suguru and satoru asked at the same time

“only 1 shroom” she said

“a shroom?!” haibara yelled

“i want one!” he said as he walked over to mei mei. suguru sighed as he ran his hand over his face. he turned back to me and looked me over carefully

“are you okay?” he asked, his face and tone dead serious

“yes sugu, i’m fine i promise” i said as i gave him a hug. he hugged me back before he looked back at satoru. no words were exchanged between the two but they were definitely talking with their eyes

“alright, stay close with satoru for the rest of the night okay?” suguru said. i nodded my head. he took one last look at satoru before he turned around and walked over to yuki who was already on her second shot

“can you pass me one please?” i asked mei mei as she poured more shots

“no, you don’t need anymore of anything” satoru said as he grabbed my waist and pulled me against him, my back now firmly pressed against his chest

“toruuuuu, pleaseeee just one?” i asked him

“no” he said. i turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck

“pretty please toru. i’ll be done after this i promise” i told him as i looked into his pretty blue eyes. he stared down at me for a few seconds, wrapping his arms around my waist and not breaking eye contact. he then leaned down to whisper something in my ear

“you look so pretty right now” he whispered. he stood straight up again and we locked eyes again, a smile slowly made it’s way onto my face. suddenly feeling bold, i pulled satoru down enough for my face to reach his and i kissed him, in which he immediately kissed me back, his arms tightening around my waist

“oh my GOSH, get a fucking room. there’s single people around still… HELLO!” shoko yelled while laughing. i broke the kiss and quickly spun around, now completely embarrassed as everyone was laughing, even suguru. i locked eyes with riko and saw that she was the only one not laughing, she looked sad and hurt

“s-sorry” i said to everyone as i snatched a shot off the table. i looked at satoru to make sure he wasn’t looking before i finished the drink. everyone started drinking, talking and having a good time. after a few more hours the party started to die down as some people started to leave. it was 1:30 in the morning and we had moved from the kitchen to the living room and was sitting on the couches

“satoru can i talk to you for a second?” riko asked as she walked up to satoru who was sitting beside me on the couch

“sure” he said as he stood up and followed her upstairs. i watched them as they both disappeared out of my line of vision. my mood dropped drastically after satoru left, but i tried not to let anyone notice the change

“want to go spy on them?” choso asked me as he sat down next to me, where satoru was previously sitting

“huh?” i asked, acting confused

“come on” choso said as he pulled me up by my wrist and guided me towards the stairs. i looked over my shoulder to where suguru was sitting, he was making out with yuki so he didn’t see me get up and leave. we made it upstairs and choso stopped in front of a half opened door. he put his finger up to his lips telling me to be quiet before he leaned towards the door. i leaned forward also to hear the conversation between the two

“just one more time and then i’ll leave you alone, i promise” i heard riko say

“riko i-“

“please satoru! it’s not like you’re dating her”

“i told you i was cutting off everything romantic with you”

“sex isn’t romantic unless you make it romantic satoru”

“it’s too intimate riko”

i moved in front of choso and looked through the crack of the door as saw riko and satoru standing inside of the room. they continued to argue before riko started hitting satoru on his chest

“i hate you! i hate you!” she yelled, tears streaming down her face as she continued to hit him. satoru pushed her back onto the bed and pinned her arms down to stop her from hitting him, she then began kicking and screaming about how unfair he’s being

“riko, stop” satoru said as he remained calm. after a little more fighting, riko finally gave up trying to hit satoru and began crying. satoru let go of her arms and sat down next to her on the bed. riko leaned over and started crying on satoru. he wrapped his arms around her and comforted her. i watched as he hugged her and stroked her head, telling her ‘everything was alright’ and to ‘let it all out’. i was jealous, beyond jealous at the sight. i stood up straight again and stared off into space, deep in thought. choso took a peak inside of the room before he turned around and faced me again

“y/n-“ he said but i didn’t let him finish. i walked past him and right into the room where riko and satoru were. choso stayed hidden outside of the door. i made eye contact with a very shocked satoru

“y/n, what are-“

“i’m going home with suguru tonight…and then i’m going back home to my house” i said, cutting him off. i turned around ready to walk out of the room. in less than 3 seconds, satoru was already behind me with a strong grip on my wrist

“wait, if you’re upset about what just happened then i can explain” he said. i shook his hand off of my wrist and turned around to face him

“i’m not mad. you can comfort your ex who cheated on you all you want. let her cry in your arms about how much she wants to fuck you and how she misses you even though SHE’S the one who cheated! do what you want, i don’t care satoru” i said turning back around

“y/n it’s not like that, she’s just drunk… and so are you, try to calm down” he said, grabbing me again

“let go of me” i said

“y/n”

“LET GO OF ME NOW” i yelled, tears rolling down my face. i watched satoru stare at me, his face turning red from anger before he let go

“i don’t get why you’re so upset. you act like we’re dating. even if i did end up fucking her that has nothing to do with you!” he yelled. i stood there in shock for a couple of seconds, just looking at satoru

“you’re right. sorry” was all i said before i turned around and started walking towards the door

“wait y/n i didn’t” i didn’t let satoru finish his sentence as i slammed the door closed on his face. i stood outside the door, still holding onto the doorknob before i started silently crying. choso who was still standing there looked at me in surprise

“come here” he said as he grabbed my hand and made me follow him into a room. we walked in and he closed the door before turning on the light

“this is my room. you can chill in here until you’re ready to come back out. i’m sorry, i guess we shouldn’t have followed them” he said. i just stared at him, feeling extremely thankful to this handsome man in front of me

“i’ll be downstairs if you need me okay?” he said as he was getting ready to leave

“wait.. can you stay?” i asked him. he turned around and smiled at me before making his way over to this bed and sitting down next to me. it was silent for a couple of minutes before choso spoke up

“you know he didn’t mean those words right?” he said to me. i looked over at him as we made eye contact

“he was just upset. trust me, he’s very possessive over you even though you’re not dating. i was talking to suguru about it actually, i told him i wanted to make satoru jealous tonight and suguru said he didn’t mind cause its obvious that satoru has feelings for you” choso continued. i had stopped crying by now and was listening to choso speak. we began to slowly talk about other things and choso made me feel a lot better

“y/n?… y/n? are you up here?” i heard suguru’s voice yell from the hallway. i stayed silent as choso looked towards the door

“what happened? and where is she satoru” i heard suguru ask, by the tone of his voice he sounded extremely pissed off

“we got into an argument and she walked off. she said she was going home with you and leaving back to her house later on… that was almost 30 minutes ago now” satoru said. i heard suguru sigh

“what were you arguing about?” suguru asked him. while satoru was explaining what happened, choso turned back to face me

“i got an idea” he said while whispering

“what?” i asked him, whispering back

“let’s make satoru jealous” he said, a smile growing on his face

“okay, how?” i asked, suddenly loving the idea of making satoru mad

“let’s pretend we’re having sex” choso said. i was speechless as i stared at him

“if you’re uncomfortable then-”

“no… let’s do it” i said, my adrenaline suddenly racing at the excitement of satoru walking in on me and choso ‘having sex’

“okay.. lay down” choso said. i laid down and watched choso take his shirt off

“we are still.. pretending right?” i jokingly asked as i started laughing. choso laughed at my question before he opened my legs and wrapped them around his waist

“gotta make it believable babygirl ” he said as he leaned down next to my ear. his voice was so deep it sent shivers down my spine. if i would’ve dated choso instead of yuta after satoru rejected me then i probably would’ve actually gotten over satoru

“is it alright if i touch you and kiss you?” choso asked me as he made eye contact with me. i nodded my head and he reached for something in his dresser. he then showed me a small pink vibrator

“i’ll put this in beween us while i grind into you so your moans sound real” he said with a small smile on his face, i quietly laughed and said okay. choso turned the quiet vibrator on before putting it inside of his sweats so it was touching his dick. he grabbed his blanket and covered our bodies with it as he hovered over me.

“she’s probably with choso” i heard yuki say as she came upstairs. mine and choso’s attention turning back to them outside of the door

“with choso?” satoru asked

“yeah, they came upstairs together a while ago, i haven’t seen them since” yuki said. it was silent for a second before suguru spoke up

“don’t make that face satoru, it’s choso. he’s not going to do anything to her” suguru said. i could hear more footsteps coming up the stairs as more of suguru’s friends started asking him where choso and i were at and what was going on

“ready?” choso asked me, my attention turning back to him. i slowly nodded my head. choso pressed himself against me and i felt the vibration of the vibrator against my pussy

“oh shit” i gasped at the sensation. choso groaned as he buried his face into the side of my neck. he started slowly grinding his hips into mine, the friction plus the vibrator making my heart beat quicken

“choso!” i moaned loudly as he moved his hand underneath my shirt to play with my nipples. i quickly forgot about the pretending and making satoru mad. choso’s headboard on his bed started hitting the wall from the force of his movements as his hips staring grinding harder and faster into me

“choso it… it feels…choso!” i was a moaning mess, barely able to get my words out, this little vibrator was powerful

“f-fuck” he moaned out as he looked at me, his hips never stopping or slowly down

“if you keep moaning my name like that, i’m going to lose the little bit of self restraint i have left” he said

“choso don’t stop please” i moaned out, completely ignoring what he just said. he looked down at me, the look in his eyes suddenly turning dark

“keep it up and i’m going to fuck you for real y/n” he said, his face completely serious as we held the most intense eye contact i’ve ever had in my life. before i could respond to his statement, we heard commotion coming from outside of his bedroom door

“wait, satoru just calm down for a second” i heard suguru say

“gojo don’t do it, it’s probably not even her in there” nanami said. there was a moment of silence before a series of fast, loud, angry knocks started hitting choso’s door.

“open the door” satoru said, his voice low and cold

“i’m busy right now” choso yelled out, his hips never stopping as he leaned back down and started kissing me on the neck, which caused me to moan

“choso, open the door right fucking now” satoru said, his knocks becoming harder. choso stayed silent

“if i open this door and see y/n in your bed… i’m going to fucking kill you choso” satoru said as he started banging on the door. choso chuckled into my neck, his movements still going, making the headboard continue to hit the wall. satoru finally stopped banging on the door and tried to open it instead, quickly realizing that the door wasn’t locked. the door swung open and satoru immediately came in, everyone running into the room after him. choso reached in between us and into his sweats to turn the vibrator off before satoru reached us. choso stopped moving but kept the blankets over us, he looked over at satoru with a smirk on his face. everyone’s faces were full of shock as they looked at mine and choso’s position

“can’t a man get a little bit of privacy in his room with his girl?” choso said to satoru. that was the breaking point for satoru. he rushed over to the bed and roughly pulled choso off of me before throwing him to the floor and punching him in the face. he was about to punch him again but suguru and nanami grabbed his arms and pulled him away from choso. i got off of the bed and walked over to choso to make sure he was okay

“this was a stupid idea choso! are you okay?” i whisper-shouted to him so only he could hear me. he laughed and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into his lap

“i’m okay baby, it didn’t hurt” he said to me while looking right at satoru, a smirk on his face

“choso what are you doing?” yuki asked him, her anger starting to get the better of her

“what? satoru told y/n that he can fuck anybody he wants because they’re not dating so why can’t i fuck y/n? she’s single.. right satoru?” choso said

“y/n” satoru said sternly. i was too scared to turn around and face him

“we’re leaving, now” he said. i got off of choso’s lap and stood up, choso stood up after me, but i stayed standing next to choso, my head down looking at my feet

“aw man…looks like she wants to stay with me-” choso didn’t get to finish his words because satoru abruptly walked up to me and grabbed my hand and pulled me next to him. he didn’t say anything to me. he grabbed my phone and purse from shoko before we silently walked out of the room, leaving everyone shocked in silence. we walked down the stairs and out of the house.

the ride back to his house was silent.

—————————

it took everything in me to not make y/n and choso hook up. i loveeeee satoru but choso is second on my list lol…. anyways, the next chapter is the moment you’ve all been waiting for ;)

[pedrifsx]

you think i hate you?

pair< kylian mbappé x belle aurélie (oc)

summary< kylian and y/n who are roommates always argue about the most silliest things. this one time, belle brought up the topic of respecting her privacy when other girls that kylian bring home are over.

warning< enemies -> lovers, playboy!kylian, smut eventually, petnames, confession, argument then smut, roommate!kylian x roommate!reader.

“kylian! you’re not hearing what i’m saying,” belle shouted at the 24-year-old, “are you fucking deaf?” her eyebrows furrowed with her arms co-ordinating with her words. she was furious with kylian as he was good for the past month with bringing other girls home until this week and, boy, was she sick of it.

“zut alors, belle,” he responded in annoyance, the frenchman was tired of belle and of her telling him what to do whether it was to do the dishes because it was ‘his turn’ to the girls he brings to their apartment to respect her privacy, “you can’t tell me what to fucking do!”

“at this point i have a right to. you’re always going into my room to fuck another girl when you’re too lazy to walk down the hallway to yours!” she argued back, lifting her glasses onto her head to take a good look at the pathetic man standing infront of her.

“it’s not my fault that you signed a lease here!” he shouted at her getting up from the couch he was slouching on to the kitchen island that belle was sitting next to.

“well it’s not my fault you agreed for me to leave here!” belle accused him for his doings and how he could’ve avoided this relationship with belle if he didn’t agree for her to live in their penthouse, “use your brain for once, you fucking idiot!”

kylian’s mouth dropped when she told him to ‘use his brain’. “no wonder you don’t last in relationships, you’re so hardheaded.”

annoyed and confused why he would say that, she opened up her laptop and logged in, putting her glasses back on, “forget it, kylian. just- just respect my privacy. please?”

kylian rolled his eyes then sneakily smirked knowing that belle just gave up like that. it made his ego grow knowing that he had won another argument, which to everyone else, just made him look more cocky than people think he is.

after working for a little bit, belle decided that it was a good idea to go to sleep since the day was long and tiring. and, it was nearing 1am. kylian was already in bed as he had training at 10am until 12pm.

without thinking, the girl grabbed the door knob and twisted it open, surprised when the end of the bed hit the side of her waist.

“merde,” she winced, rubbing the pain from her waist. the moonlight was her only source of light and she couldn’t see the bed. to her surprise, the bed wasn’t made. she thought, surely i made it when i woke up, but ignored it as she was fucking wasted.

she slid into the covers of the sheet and sighed of relief when the warmth hit her body. she backed up to get comfortable and felt a firm hand slide to her waist.

belle gasped at the sudden action, squirming and cussing when she felt the familiar hand of her roommate.

“kylian, what the fuck?” she whisper-shouted, feeling a sensation that she had never felt before.

“more like, belle, what the fuck?” he responded, chuckling at the confused lady, “what are you doing in my room?”

belle’s face softened when she turned on the light and realised that she was, in fact, not in her room, but in kylian’s.

“oh, shit,” she mumbled, flustered and hoisting herself up, “i’ll go.” kylian stopped her by grabbing her hand and pulling her back down.

“stay,” he groaned, “you caused a problem.” his eyes directed at his erection that belle created while her body rummaged to get comfortable.

it was too late at night for her to make right decisions as she held onto his neck and kissed his soft lips.

“fuck, you don’t know how long i’ve been waiting for you to do that,” kylian murmured after breaking the kiss.

“shut up and kiss me,” she whimpered, grinding against his erection. there tongues fondled with eachother before kylian’s large hands wondered up belle’s large t-shirt that seemed to be his. he realised that she wasn’t wearing a bra and with one swift movement, removed the shirt from her body leaving her in her shorts.

kylian didn’t hesitate to go down her neck and leave marks like he always did with other women. but this time it was special, she could see that he wasn’t hesitant on doing this like he does with other women.

his hands soon reached her boobs, grasping onto it and his fingers rubbed over her nipples, making her whimpers underneath his touch.

kylian detached his dominant hand from her body and reached down to take off his boxers. he revealed his huge length which made belle shocked as she thought it was tiny from his cockiness.

“you’re huge,” she mumbled, pushing him down, telling him that she wanted to suck him off.

“be patient, bébé,” belle squirming when she heard the name. she spat on his dick before taking his tip into her mouth, circling her tongue around it, making him shut his eyes and lean his head back.

belle kept her eyes open and looked up at him with her big, manipulative doe eyes. she went to the base of his dick, making her gag on his thick manhood.

kylian’s hands managed to grab her hair into a makeshift ponytail before guiding her into bobbing her head up and down his length.

“you can take it,” he whimpered, “you’re a good girl.”

his sexual words made her go rapid and sucked his dick faster than before.

“shit,” kylian whimpered, “gonna cum.” his hands bobbed her head, fast and violent, the couple waiting for kylian to come into her mouth.

and alas, his white liquid painted her throat, her swallowing right after. she took it out of her mouth making a small “pop” noise when she got up.

her body weight shifted on kylian as she straddled his lap. without thinking, she ground her hips against the man practically riding his thigh.

“shit,” she mumbled as her nose picked up the familiar scent of the man. it was musky and homely as she recognised it, this time making her want to cum.

“ride me, belle,” he groaned, his hands grabbing onto her neck, making eye contact as he spoke his words.

the half french half colombian lady thrusted her hips up, rubbing kylian’s tip into her entrance and slowly, went down on him.

he tried different ways on pleasing her that night, one being him with his hands placed on her juicy ass, pulling it forwards to make her grind her hips while he was inside her.

“fuck, you’re tight,” he growled in a low tone, his voice rough from his drowsiness, “gonna make me cum.”

“cum for me, ky,” she moaned, rubbing her clit that was puffy and yearning for more.

kylian had his second shot, this time up belle’s pussy. it wasn’t surprising that belle fell on top of him after he collapsed.

it was a moment of pure silence, just fast pants and breaths.

“so?” kylian sounded out, “what are we now?”

“fuck it,” belle sighed, “will you be my boyfriend, ky?”

“fuck yeah!”

liked by k.mbappe, leomessi and 1,279,454 others.

brelie mbappé? more like mmm papi

k.mbappe you thought i hated you about 4 months ago🧐🙄

> brelie u don’t now do u

neymarjr bro was in love with you the whole time. simp.

> brelie @/brunabiancardi

brunabiancardi soft launch is on top🥺🥺

> brelie love you sm

[harmfulb1tch]

Interesting Dreams Part 2

Ship: Brad Bakshi x reader

Warnings: SMUT (mdni): Vibrators, exhibitionism, teasing, orgasm denial, possessive. Swearing.

Summary: After your encounter with Brad last week, he has a little surprise for you.

A/N: The long awaited Part twoooooo yay! Finally Finished!

-------------------------

A couple of days had passed since the incident. You had barely spoken to Brad, meaning you had only spoken to him when necessary. That was in directory meetings and when you had to present him the designs for the new weapons in the game to see if they were marketable, and even then, you limited yourself to give him the design on paper and look straight down to the floor.

Poppy had confronted you about the dream a couple of times, saying that she didn’t know what you saw in Brad (which you didn’t know yourself). But you shut her down quickly when you brought up her dream about Ian. Of course, the situation wasn’t the same, because differently from Poppy, you did in fact want to be fucked by Brad. You wanted it so bad it was the only thing you thought about everyday at work. You always had him in view, since your office was right in front of his and they both had clear windows. He always was either pacing around with coffee in his hand or very concentrated on his Mac, working on something you didn’t know. It was very ironic how a couple of weeks ago you agreed with everyone around the office on hating Brad, but it only took a dream for you to change your mind about the lanky man (This is probably because you lied to yourself). While he was in his office, you only fantasized about what he would do to you. You wanted him to fuck you in his office, to treat you like he owned you.

There he was now, he was talking on the phone to some client, you assumed. He looked calm and collected, he probably sounded like that too. Although, you could look through that facade. He was calm, but you could see the cogs in his head turning. You could see that he was plotting a scheme or finding a way to make the client crack. That’s something you admired from him, how he could look collected and make everyone be at his mercy all at the same time. 

Your thoughts were interrupted suddenly when you saw Brad looking directly at you. He caught you looking at him, practically undressing him with your eyes. He immediately smirked and looked away. You also turned your gaze away from him, blushing madly and trying to focus again on your work. 

After that, you heard someone knock on the door of your office. David appeared with his usual fake smile and positive attitude. A part of you was scared that he was going to talk to you to mention the incident that happened with Brad a couple of days prior. You discarded the possibility remembering how nervous he was when he found out about the dream, thinking that if he were to bring the topic up, he wouldn’t be so jolly. 

“Good Morning Y/N! I just wanted to tell you that we will have a directory meeting at 12pm, so be ready for that! he said, accentuating the “T” at the end. You liked David, to a certain extent. You immediately started liking him less when he ratted you out to Brad. 

“Sure. But couldn’t you have send me an email with the details of the meeting? I could’ve prepared something on what we were working on right now in the art department” 

“Yep, sorry. We forgot to tell you. See you later!” And with that he left, closing the door behind him

You sighed. Typical. You, the art director, were forgotten when setting up a very important meeting. You needed a fucking break, you didn’t get paid enough to keep up with all this bullshit.

You went to the breakroom, where Poppy and Ian were talking next to the coffee machine. You pushed Ian aside without even talking to him to prepare yourself a coffee and grab a packet of Pop Tarts. Poppy and Ian started talking to you about their lives, just making casual conversation. Ian was telling you and Poppy about a hookup he had the night before. Although it was a very graphic explanation, you lived for the drama of it all. At some point, Poppy tried to bring up Brad into the conversation, but every time she hinted at the subject, you shot her a stern look, not wanting to talk about your experiences regarding Brad.

Ian looked at you and Poppy weirdly, clearly feeling excluded from the conversation. He then said his “goodbye”s and left for his office. Immediately after he left, Poppy looked at you, wiggling her eyebrows, clearly not scared of you revealing her wet dream about Ian anymore.

“So? You’re not going to ask him out?” Poppy said, trying to usher you into caving in and admitting your crush on the tall man.

“Absolutely not.” you said with the most serious look. To prove your seriousness, you took a sip of your coffee.

“Oh come on! You know you like him, admit it!”

“Poppy, he’s a fucking sociopath. I’ve been with guys like him before and I don’t want anything to do with him.”

“Aha! So you do admit he’s your type!” She said, with an exaggerated tone of voice, as if she just resolved a case.

“Poppy! Such the fuck up!” You shushed her “Plus, I’d be surprised if he doesn’t already have someone in his life… Anyway, I’m not asking him out, he’s probably already weirded out enough”

“I’m sure he’s not. You said it yourself, he’s a fucking weirdo. Remember when he tried to bet on my hair? Yeah, fucking weirdo” She rambled “My point is, he’s probably turned on by all this.”

“Ew, I don’t want to talk about it. I’m too busy for this shit, I’m going back to my office. Tell me if you need anything work related. Bye.” And with that you left straight to your office.

When you arrived, you sat on your roller chair sighing. You brushed your hand over your face in pure self-doubt. Should you ask him out? Should you just ignore this whole situation? You didn’t know. All of this was raising a lot of questions in your head. Opening your eyes again, you went to reach your computer to continue working before your meeting when you hand touched a small, wrapped box. When you inspected it further, you saw a note was attached to it. You opened the small envelope curious to see who left the little box on your office table. You hadn’t seen anyone enter, too occupied talking to Poppy.

“ A little present for you. Be a good girl and put these on for the directory meeting in around half an hour. I have the remote.

Brad”

After reading the note, you immediately opened the box, tearing into the deep red wrapping paper that covered it neatly. You opened the lid to reveal a pair of vibrator panties. Your eyes immediately widened at the sight. The fact that Brad would spend this amount of money to torture you was unbelievable to you. Even if you were a bit grossed out by the situation, you were also very curious on how all of this was to play out. Without a second thought (before you regretted it) you rushed to the bathroom and put them on.

Ten minutes later, you rushed to the meeting and sat next to the man responsible for the vibrator between your legs. He was sitting slouching in his seat as if he didn’t give a fuck about anything, with one leg over the other, pressing his ankle on his opposite thigh. He leaned into you a bit and whispered in your ear.

“Are you wearing it?” he said. You nodded softly, gulping in anticipation. “Good girl” your pussy throbbed at that, you loved his praises.

You saw him put his hand into his pocket and the vibration between your thighs started softly, drawing a pleased hum out of you. He was kinky, you’d give him that.

When it was your turn to show everyone your designs, you knew Brad would make your life impossible. As you went to stand up, the vibration in between your legs speeded up, making you jump, drawing a concerned and confused look from David. You couldn’t think about anything but Brad during your presentation, your voice shook, you slightly whimpered, you sweated and could barely recall what you needed to say.

“Y/N, are you ok? You really don’t seem like yourself today” David said, concern laced in his voice. You slightly looked at Brad, who looked at you with lust-filled eyes and smirked at you.

“Y-yes, I’m fine. C-can I please c-continue?” You couldn’t help but stutter, it felt too good.

“S-sure…?” 

You kept going through the presentation and when you were done, you went back to your seat, crossing your legs to try to stop the build up. It was Brad’s time to present. He looked so sexy while engaging with his small public that consisted of the directory committee: Poppy, Ian, David, C.W. and yourself. 

“The weapons Y/N designed were a huge hit, and they’ve been selling like hot cakes. Good girl Y/N.” You almost choked when he said that. A silence filling the room.

“T-thank you Brad.” You said flushed.

“Well that was fucking weird” Said Ian.

At one moment, he put his hands on his pockets and amplified the vibrations while was presenting. You were so fucking close. You needed release and without realizing, you smacked the table with your hand hard. Then you tried to camouflage it as a cough when everybody looked at you weirdly. That cough sounded more like a moan than anything, but people didn’t dare to question anything. Brad knew you were so. Fucking. Close. That was when he completely stopped the vibrations. When he wrapped up his presentation, you rushed to your office.

“What was that about?” David said, weirded out.

“I don’t know,” Brad said, bored.

Brad paraded after you and found you hunched over your desk. You were on the brink of your orgasm and he denied it like he owned you, which he kind of did. You haven’t been this frustrated in a long time.

“H-hey, uh… what’s going on?” he said in an innocent tone. You stood up to confront him, full of a new-found confidence. 

“What is your fucking deal? I was so fucking close, and you put me in the spot SEVERAL times. I’m so fucking done with you Brad” You sounded really pissed, because you were.

“Oh don’t get your panties in a twist.” he said annoyed

“Oh fuck you!” you shouted

“Careful there, princess. You’re playing with fire.” With that, he pressed you against your desk and, yet again, leaned into your ear, whispering “You don’t want me to deny you of your orgasm again, do you?”

“N-no…” With his body pressed to yours, your brain barely functioned. You didn’t know what was going on with you, you never acted like this. 

“Good girl. Now, I have to go. I’ll see you later.” before he left, he brushed his lips with yours. Not quite kissing you, just teasing.

You were left there, dumbfounded (again). You breathed deeply, and your eyes were wide. You probably looked crazy, a complete mess. And worst of all, you were the wettest you had ever been. You were so fucking frustrated. You wanted to shout, scream and have a tantrum but, most of all, you wanted to cum. You wanted Brad to fuck you like he owned you.