#also i love sm... we all are really flirty with each other n kiss a lot but me n friemd do the least probably but what we do the most is

[sugar-omi]

Just some brainrot because we love Cove. (Also, your fics are soooo good. Thanks for sharing it with us. I mean omega! and rockstar!cove :o )

So, we have Step 3 Cove in hand some time after Patreon's nsfw moment. MC is obssessed with giving him head, of course. He's so cute when you do...what can I say ? I'm a simple human. So yes they do it often, like casually saying : "Cove, I'm hungry." while you two are casually hanging out. At first he doesn't understand but the look in your eyes convey your message to him.

Most of the time, you'll be totally satisfied with just leaving him all red, dishevelled and flustered. Just having him putty in your hand makes your day. But at some point, when you ask Cove to come to your house (without kinky ideas in mind for once) he asks you if your just horny. While it makes sense, I like imagining that MC decides to not get him off anymore. Obviously until he begs, all red and pent up, for a release.

In the meantime, MC just spent their time teasing him. Light touches, flirty remarks and maybe getting him all worked up while making out only to purposefully stop. The poor guy, will clearly snap if show up at his door, anklet on.

This was a bit long and I'm sorry if there's any mistake as english isn't my first language.

I LOVE YOU ANON IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE ROCKSTAR!COVE TOO HEHE 🙈🙈🙈(omega!cove too, im having sm thoughts abt him lately...) also dw your english is perfect n i feel like you took an exert outta my head LMAO

tags : NSFW, hc's, gn reader, multiple choice dialogue, this just a really big ramble bc i've been a zombie thinking abt this shit n now we're here...., mmm overstim, oral (cove/reader receiving), reader's a TEASE, mind break honestly, ooc but idc 🏌️

he's confused when you first make subtle hints/advances, but i think realization hits him like a truck a millisecond later

for the longest you two wouldn't be able to keep your hands off each other

late at night sneaking into the others room so you can suck cove off, trying to keep all the slurping and gagging noises to a minimum

cove's moans are another struggle, but i say climb on top of him and let him eat you out / suck you off while you suck him off too

ohh his head would SPIN with that

he almost woke up your mom's last week because he moaned a little too loud when he finished

so now you're on top of him, your lovely ass and sex in his face

ahhh he'd be so fucking cute. teary eyed and whining into and drooling all over your cunt / cock, pulling you down onto his face so he can get more of you

also i loveee the thought of sucking him off in his car

realistically, i don't think step 3 cove could even handle the thought, he'd probably faint and hit his head n die LMAO

but arghh it'd be so hot

you went on a nice date, and now you're sitting in the parking lot of a beach far from home late at night, and tonight was so much fun.

shopping, movies, you even got some nice food from a hole in the wall restaurant

and now you're finally alone, no one around to see your boyfriend throw his head back, claw at the steering wheel and moan and babble and try not to thrust up into your mouth because he doesn't wanna hurt you

he's so whiny, and so loud

you've been sneaking around for awhile now, you can't blame him for wanting to be vocal because fuck your hot, wet mouth around his cock is so hot

and definitely doesn't help he's probably overstimulated, his cock so sensitive because you've been touching n sucking him off so much

let alone when he's rubbing one out in the shower before a date/event or in the middle of the night because he had a wet dream about you<333

mmm idk about yall, but i would break him <333

of course he doesn't interpret every touch or invite as sexual, but i also you've ruined him so you can't blame him, its your fault 🤭🤭

so now whenever you rub and squeeze his thigh, or give him a hot kiss, or say something like "cove, i wanna leave now... " or "come over, i miss you <3"

or send him a spicy text, "i had a dirty dream about you, can i come over, please?"

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also omfg i would be so satisfied with just teasing him too…

i love it so much. it’s the best actually

mm i like having long nails, i’m always thinking about getting a new set/doing your nails all pretty and you’re showing them off to cove then you tell him “i wanna see how they look around your dick”

he’d love that omfg

imagine dragging your nails over his chest, teasing his sensitive nipples before you move down, pulling out his dick and giving languished strokes while you kiss him breathless, only moving onto leaving love bites all over his neck n chest once he’s a drooling, blushing mess <33

i think he’s gotten used to your late night/midday booty calls too

so when you invite him over, he can’t help but anticipate sex

but instead you’ve set up some snacks and a movie you’ve been waiting to come out set up on the TV and now cove looks like a fool with a half hard dick and with how fast he rushed over here

when you ask what’s wrong he’s mumbling, stuttering out how he thought you had ulterior motives for inviting him over…

so now it’s his fault because now he’s set up on your couch with him on your lap, teasing him about how he’s too horny to even imagine his s/o would want a normal date, no ulterior motives whatsoever

how he probably can’t even hold your hand without thinking about how you jerked him off in the bathroom of his workplace

and you’re so fucking right

because some days he can’t even kiss you without remembering his taste on your lips, can’t forget how your legs were trembling on either side of his head and now you’re having lunch with your families

how you’re sharing ice cream and jokes with your friends like you didn’t pull him aside before you left and got him off, begging him to cum, that you need to taste him to get by

omfg i also love the reverse/the consequence of breaking cove this way

because either way, he’s obsessed with you too

needs to taste you, have you… he’s just dying every day to have you under his hands, on his tongue..

and i can’t decide which i love more.. teasing cove bc he needs to have you, or teasing cove bc he gets so wound up from you needing him often

bc both is so delicious, and both of them scratch my brain so much

cove eagerly eating you out / sucking you off at the beach, he can’t even focus on teaching you surfing/surfing with you or building sandcastles, etc. because all he can think about is you n having his mouth on you…

you’ll show him a new outfit or sit in his lap or cuddle up next to him, etc. and now he’s thinking about ruining you in those clothes or sinking onto his knees giving you head while you lay back on the couch, still focused on your show

i love how in the ORCA dinner moment cove gets tense when you touch his thigh

i think he’d definitely be obsessed with you teasing him, working him up, dirty talking him especially

oh fuck i almost forgot. in the first patreon nsfw moment, he loves when you pull away before he finishes and you “don’t want it to end”

so technically this is canon <3333

so he’d definitely love is you pulled up to your date one day, anklet on and looking so lovely

n you’re touching his thigh, telling him how good he looks, kissing him suddenly and then pulling him into a deeper kiss when he gets it together

at some point you end up in his car, too busy swapping spit and slipping your hands where you can to get a feel of each other under those clothes, to even make it home

of course eventually you do, but even then your teasing doesn’t stop

ohhh sitting in his lap, rolling your hips into his, kissing him breathless until he’s babbling

you try to pull away, partially to tease cove but also because its late and his dad will be back any time now

but he convinces you to just get each other off, that you’ll have enough time so please?

and while you��re jerking cove off, you hear cliff’s car pull up and cove has not been quiet whatsoever, you couldn’t possibly risk it

but he’s so desperate, he’s so close to finishing, you can’t stop now!!

on the verge of tears prbly, all blushy and hot and a total mess

babbling about how he’ll be quiet so please make him cum, he’ll be good so please.

he’s such a doll, and he does keep his promise, even if it means shoving your undies in his mouth or muffling him some other way, like with your hands, lips, or sex

or you can let him bite/hide his face in the pillow, messing up his bed from all his squirming…

fuck this turned into such a big ramble tysm for sending this, im sorry i used this as a chance to unleash my apocalypse of horny brainworms LOL

[asfdhgsdkjhgb]

universe no longer on its homophobic arc, i finally got to be gay with my friends again today

[catgirlforkaeya]

hello ,, can you do kaeya x gn reader – where the s/o is good at controlling their facial expressions ? wk that kaeya would love to tease his s/o, but the thing is he has never seen his s/o being flustered even after his "extreme" flirting. what would happen when one day kaeya sees his s/o's diary, where they ramble about how their heart is actually at the point of jumping out of its cage because of kaeya ? they also drew kaeya a lot in that book and wrote about how they always wanted to flirt back but can't because they know they can't flirt as good as kaeya . i hope this is ok :))

diary of a stone-faced lover

kaeya x gn!reader

fluff

warnings: all lowercase + swearing + not proofread

a/n: AAA oml i love this idea sm :,) i’m sorry i’m late to this, also it’s a little short and lowkey rushed </3. i hope it’s good enough!!

you were definitely a tough nut to crack when it came to showing certain expressions on your face

over your years of knowing kaeya you picked up very quickly that he was a flirt (who hadn’t tbh). even as friends he was flirty with you, but once you started dating that flirting level went up 100x more

no matter how hard kaeya tried he could never really get a reaction out of you. you’d laugh and gently punch his bicep but you’d never be flustered, not even a single dash of red on your cheeks

kaeya couldn’t tell if you were annoyed of his flirting sometimes or not. you just didn’t give any flustered reaction. everyone else he has ever flirted with has starry eyes and begins drooling while turning red. why weren’t you the same?

you did show emotions yes. nine times out of ten you’d always have some form of expression on your face. that one time would be whenever kaeya would be trying to get a reaction out of you. it was like your face would turn to stone

he tried to not let it bother him, but he couldn’t help it. when kaeya gets fixed on something unanswered he doesn’t stop thinking about it until he finds the answers. yes, it was kinda stupid to be worrying over something small like this but he just… couldn’t understand why you’d never show a reaction?? he knew that you loved him, you made it very clear that you did so that wasn’t even a doubt he had. he just couldn’t wrap his head around why you’d never get flustered

that was… until he found your diary

he didn’t mean to, really. he was just cleaning out some old stuff in the bedroom you shared and found it lodged in the back of the closet. he was checking everything before throwing it out to make sure it wasn’t something important, so of course he had to check what he had just found

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when kaeya first opened the book he was a little confused. he opened to the middle of it and none of it really made sense. but when he flipped to the front and saw the words ‘diary’ it made a hell of a lot more sense.

he knew he shouldn’t read it. it was an invasion of your privacy and he knew that was wrong. diaries are meant to be private and kept to the owner only. but something deep down told him to read it. surely a little peek couldn’t reveal too much, right?

the first few pages didn’t hold that much interesting stuff. he did find some stuff from a few years ago not long from when you two had first met. you talked about how you had a love-hate relationship with him, wanted to smack him but also wanted to kiss him until your lungs gave out. a small chuckle escaped from him.

soon kaeya came across the more.. juicer stuff. stuff that made his heart leap up into his throat (in a good way).

this was more recent stuff, stuff from since you two started dating.

“9/24/20

i swear to god i love this man so so so SO much. whenever i’m with him i feel like my heart is about to burst. last night was the first night that we shared a bed with each other. not just sleeping next to each other, bodies pressed against each other with our limbs tangled up in each other’s. im not used to this kind of thing, but the whole time he kept rubbing small circles on my back while whispering sweet stuff into my ear. he told me how much he loved me, how much i meant to him, how beautiful i was, everything he loved about me, and a whole lot more. i cant make this shit up it literally felt like something out of a romance book.”

kaeya felt a smile growing. seeing you ramble about him was absolutely adorable. if only he knew this was just the beginning of the ramblings.

“2/15/21

yesterday was valentines. i honestly wasn’t expecting all that much. the night before was… exciting enough so i figured we would just lay around. but nope!! i woke up to breakfast in bed which was enough to make my heart already melt. the little note attached with it made my heart skip a bunch of beats. then kaeya took me to all of my favorite places, buying me a bunch of different things that i really did not need. the whole time he was constantly flirting with me too. i thought i was about to combust. the way he’d caress my cheek or my hand, whispering small comments into my ear as we walked around, playing with my hair as we watched the sunset. i was literally on cloud 9 oh my fucking gODDDD.”

it felt weird seeing stuff about how you felt whenever he’d do special things like that. it made kaeya happy though.

“10/3/21

lord it’s been awhile since i’ve wrote something long like this. i’ve been with kaeya for over a year now and it’s been the best time of my life. he’s genuinely the best thing that has ever happened to me. ever since he came into my life it’s been so much brighter. it’s probably too soon to say this but i honestly want to spend the rest of my life with this man. i want to wake up and fall asleep next to him everyday, i want to surprise him with meals after he comes home from a long day of work. he’s like my partner in crime now. we’re always there for each other no matter what. i just feel kinda bad about something though. whenever he flirts i never show any sign of being flustered. i don’t do it to be mean i just genuinely don’t know how to properly show that emotion. whenever he flirts i feel like my heart is about to bust out of its cage, it’s like his words have some form of drug in them. i feel like i make him upset but idfk and i just aaaAAAAA. i also don’t flirt back. again, i don’t do it to be mean i just don’t think i’m capable of being as good as he is??? it’s stupid yes but cmon this man is a god at flirting. i’ve barely even been shown any form of attraction in my life so i don’t know how to do whatever it is that he does. i’m so fucking inexperienced compared to this man. i love him though.”

kaeya felt his face begin to heat up while reading throughout all of this. he skipped through a lot of the pages but every single one he read made him feel more and more tingly inside. the way you’d freak out over every single thing he’d do made him chuckle. it felt weird seeing this side of you. it was something he had never seen before.

he also came across a bunch of drawings you did of him too. they were shockingly really fucking good??? every single one of them made him smile even bigger. some were just little scribbly doodles and the others were detailed.

seeing you say how you felt as if you’d never be as good as him made him a little sad though. it wasn’t his fault you felt this way but it felt like it was.

after reading through all of that made it much clearer as to why you were so stone faced. you didn’t know how to react half the time, and when you did you didn’t wanna do it for some reason that he wasn’t exactly sure of yet. it was obvious that you’d never been shown this much attention and you just weren’t used to it.

“whatcha reading?” you were leaning against the doorway, your arms crossed over your chest. kaeya’s gaze quickly shot up to you as he shut the book. it was obvious you knew what it was.

“i’m- i didn’t mean to i came across it while cleaning and-“ he was panicking. he couldn’t tell if you were upset or not.

you let out a puff of air through your nose as a sign of laughter. you walked over to your boyfriend, taking the book out of his hands. “it’s okay bub, i know you didn’t go looking intentionally. i guess you know all my secrets now though.”

“yeeaaahh,” kaeya let out a nervous chuckle, snaking his arms around your waist. “you’re very talented, y’know.”

“what?”

“those drawings of me,” he looked down at you, pulling you a bit closer. “they’re really fucking good.”

“o-oh, thank you,” there was a nervous tone in your voice, a tone you didn’t even realize was there. you held the book against your chest, trying to not impale kaeya with one of the corners.

kaeya noticed something on your face. something he’d never seen before. a small shade of red.

he brought a hand up to your cheek, running a thumb over it. he shot you a grin. you cocked an eyebrow at him, confused by what he was doing and why he was grinning so much. it took you a second to realize what he was smiling over. you felt your heart explode.

“you’re blushing, love.”

[shozaii]

can u pls gib me kunikida and dazai fluff hcs? i love them sm

(a/n):hello anon! why, of course hehe🥰thank you so much for the request!

@amourzai my cielo helped me with this fic ilysm☁🌹

masterlist 

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fluffy hc’s 

pairings: dazai x reader, kunikida x reader

warnings: none!

dazai osamu

despite being the chaotic person that he is, dazai tends to turn into the mushy soft puddle when he’s with you. swoons around you, always shows you his best side, brags about him being better than chuuya, basically what you see him do to atsushi, but it’s ten times more emphasized and complex.😌

when he wants to confess his feelings, he does it in a quiet, peaceful place. namely, while watching the yokohama sunset. may or may not have found time to walk back home alone with you, held your hand and locked his arm around yours. “i need to show you something special, love~.”

feelings to him is something so cherished, so sophisticated and important. as a person who has gone through a series of emotions; he prefers to let them out in private.

even kneels down and asks, “would you be mine, mon cheri?” while rubbing little circles on the back of your hand.

when dazai confesses, his eyes would look directly into yours. if anything were to bother him; consider his other side to be seen. and we all know we don’t want that to happen.

i don’t know why but i always imagine dazai’s hands to be soft and delicate, and lovely to hold. (yes, i have seen too many gifs of them and i am in love) anything he does with his hands are just so attractive.

blows kisses when he’s like across you. so it becomes a series of sending each other kisses when you’re like one metre apart....and when he really does miss it, he gets up from his seat, leans over and pecks your lips real quick.

height difference is pretty obvious between him and his s/o(unless you’re super tall :0). if you were shorter, consider the t e a s i n g 24/7. if you were nearly as tall/taller than him, the floor is all yours🥴

lowkey wish i was taller rn

okay but real talk - he loves carrying you bridal style. a lot. and here’s the thing, it happens at random timing. for instance, when you’re working on your latest paperwork. during a mission (just to boast how strong he is). very unpredictable but so adorable, you can’t help but blush harder.

“osamu! put me down or else....!”

“or else what, my honey bunch?”

“you’re not getting kisses for a week.”

mans sets you down with raptor speed. unless if he’s in a flirty mood, you would see yourself winning.

yes, he loves seeing you flustered. i feel like you can do so as well - but i headcanon him winning everytime. how do you win this...? maybe kiss him when he least expects it. do it.

cute pet names like belladonna, my love, mon cheri, any new language he learns, he uses them. and if he almost forgets them(because he collects so much), he writes them down on a sticky note, and sticks it on his desk. when he goes back to the dorms, he sticks it on the wall or some place he could remember.

dates with dazai are either during work hours, or the after hours of yokohama. and he makes sure you’re going to have the time of your life on every single date; so he plans a new activity on every one of them.

when he doesn’t have the chance to do so, he pouts. but when it has been replaced with a job given by the president/kunikida, there you go. a date and mission in your hands.

he gets this rush of energy when he realizes that what was supposed to be a relaxing date out just got a whole lot better with the mission.

dazai gives kisses anywhere he likes. nose, lips, cheeks, jawline, the list goes on. he even knows where you prefer him to do so. i’m surprised that he still isn’t a psychic.

double suicide? he would never think of it. all his life, he wants to find a reason to live. he does get his reasons - one of them is you. your tears to him are anguish and heartbreak at its worst. cue you crying while telling him to stay by your side. 

“please...never leave my side,” you sobbed as you buried your face in his chest. “if i can stay alive in this place we call earth for as long as possible, then so can you.”

that moved him so much. a whole lot. “oh, belladonna. don’t you ever think i’m going away.”

silence.

“not without you.”

you punched him, and he couldn’t stop laughing. but he’d stop, giving you an unlimited amount of kisses.

b a b y. dazai is babie.

kunikida doppo

oh my god we have baby number 2.

in his eyes, you were the definition of perfection. he even tries to remember exactly when did he catch feelings for you. it was totally unexpected, according to him.

cue almost all of the members of ada teasing him all the time about him finally finding his ‘ideal’ partner.

but to him, it wasn’t the ideal that mattered anymore. you outmatched almost everything he wrote down. and man, was he the happiest person alive.

how does he confess...? well wonderful question. he didn’t plan it. the members did.

maybe yosano-san called you and told you about another ‘crucial case’ a few blocks away from your completed one and ‘since you were out there, you were perfect for it.’ you agreed because why not?

meanwhile, dazai probably said, ‘this case involves yet another series of men wearing glasses - you and me must go out to end this person.’

of course kunikida goes ??? ‘where are the evidences/pictures???” but dazai brushes it off saying ‘ah~ i left them somewhere.’ to which,,,well you already know. they went out and not even a minute after, the bandaged man goes missing. with the intercom, he leads him to - you guessed it - the exact same place you were in.

‘kunikida! you’re here for the non-existent case too...?”

‘non-existent? OHMYGODDAZAI-’

the line was cut off, and he goes on and on about him, until;

‘i can never be the same when i’m with someone i obliviously like-,’

he’s a huge mess when he’s around you, trust me. so him blabbering that out loud is completely normal.

butterflies in your stomach because you’re so in love with him.

‘i don’t know if this is the right time, but our friends probably did this for us. so i hope you’d be okay if i said my feelings are mutual?”

kunikida is alright with just a little pda, maybe some hand-holding and little ruffles on your hair because he secretly loves how floofy it is🥺when it comes to kissing, the furthest he would go is on your head. nothing more, nothing less.

he needs to maintain his composure *cough* but my mans right here couldn’t, you’re just too perfect.

so when you’re two alone, expect lots and lots of wholesome kisses around your face; and also loads of cuddles. this side of kunikida is what i headcanon today, folks. the ‘soft for you’ side. he lovesss it when he kisses your forehead, he finds it so cute.

p l e a s e kiss him on the cheek, kunikida would be all over the place.

if you go somewhere on a mission with someone else, he would be on his feet. he gets so worried, thinking of what might happen. don’t get me wrong, he trusts you in your job so much; he just doesn’t want you to get hurt.

so when you do return, he’s the first one at the door.

checks if you’ve eaten, if you’ve drank enough water, if you’ve gotten enough sleep. if you’ve not he’s just going to pull you to bed, holding you tight and lulling you to sleep.

during work hours, you walk over to him, wrapping your arms. 

‘y/n....we only do this after work.’

‘so you don’t want my hugs then?’

stays silent and just lets you stay there for as long as you want. he will tolerate you and you only.

kunikida loves you a lot. sometimes he might not show it, but just know that the love he has for you is drastic it tears you up. 

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(a/n): i am s o r r y this took so long! ahh i’ve had so much to do and i really do hope this was worth it!

[moon-goddess-posts]

Hello everyone! This is my first fanfiction and I decided to write kaeya first because I just love him sm 😭😭😭😭 anyway hope you guys enjoy! Zhongli is up next. I'm also new to Tumblr so idk how this works LMFAO

Kaeya x Gn reader

Fluff, kaeya is weird but its ok cause he warms up to you, didn't proof read this cause it was 1am

You were walking around the streets of mondstadt, you always loved the night and decided to come out for some fresh air. Lost in thought, you were reflecting on your first moments here and how the handsome calvary captain gave you a tour of the city. You were an adventurer from Fontaine seeking to do research on all the 7 regions. Mondstadt was the first region on your list. You've heard most of it from stories on barbatos and how he saved mondstadt, but you'd love to meet the people and all the certain flowers that were around. You finally arrived at the front gate and the guards gave you a warm welcome. The city air was fresh and everything had a carefree warm feel to it. "This truly is the city of freedom" you thought to yourself and smiled. Having everything written down on your notebook, you decided to try out the foods that were common here. "What can I get for you today?" The women spoke as you came up to the counter. You took out your notebook and chose a dish. "I'll take one chicken mushroom skewer please, ah would I also ask for your name if you don't mind?" You gave a friendly smile. "My name is Sara, worker at Good Hunter! Your food will be right up. I see you arent around here." "Nice to meet you Sara, im actually traveling the 7 regions for my art pieces and mondstadt just happened to be my first one. I would love to know some tourist attractions around here, would you happen to know a guide?" It was nice to see a conversation going well especially since you were never really the best at conversations. But you wanted to hurry up because your social battery was draining fast. "Id love to be your guide" and unfamiliar voice came to the right and you shot your head to that direction. His appearance was definitely different from the rest of the citizens but looked really attractive either way. He was leaning against the booth almost giving off an intimidating nature underneath the layers of charming. "Really? That would be great, thank you so much! And uhm your name is...?" Depsite the oddness you got from him, you did your best to continue the conversation as normally as possible. "Kaeya, Knights of Favionus, happy to be your guide dear" his sudden pet name made you flitch but you pushed it off "So where are we going first dear calvary captain" you gave him a teasing remark as you smirked. He chuckled "well obviously I wouldn't be a good tour guide if I didn't show you the Barbatos statute first." "Ah of course haha" you gave him a nervous chuckle. "Is there any other reason you decided to come here other than to just "explore"" You thought he ease dropped on your conversation, and even so he still didn't find you that trust worthy. "Well I'm a pretty well known artist where I'm from, but besides just coming here to make art I also decided to write a few poems for each region. If you'd want I can show you my works" you smiled happily and his cold attitude started to fade just a bit. "You can show me once we get to the next place, feel free to draw me then too ♡" it wasn't the best first impression but at least he didn't feel as hostile anymore. You and Kaeya finally made it to the statue and it was more beautiful in person than your thoughts could ever imagine. Ideas started to flow through your brain on how to paint it. "Wow its so...." you were at a lost for words. "Breathtaking isn't it?" Kaeya finished your sentence and you flahsed him a small smile and nod. "Yeah it is, ill be sure to mark it down as the first place to paint. Maybe if you'd like, you can give it to the Acting Grandmaster as a token of my thanks for having me here" "Such a kind hearted soul arent you? I'll be sure to inform her." Kaeya patted your head and walked off, assuming he was leading you to the second destination, you started to follow him. "You should stop by the tavern Cats Tail sometime tonight, I can tell you more about this place and if you'd like, more about me," You saw this as an opportunity for more research on the area, and maybe get to know Kaeya a bit more, he truly was an interesting person, so you

accepted. "I'll be sure to make it around 18:00 or 19:00!" The next destination included a beautiful tree, lake, and another small statue of barbatos. You thought it was truly magnificent, especially how the sun hit the leaves all so perfectly giving it a warm glow. "This place is Windrise. Its often associated with love and is one of the most well know spot for dates." He winked at you and you looked away, not really sure what to do. "Is that so? I can see why. Its very beautiful." You did your best not to stutter from how flirty he was being. "This statue here is for offerings. You find anemoculous and you offer them to the statues. In return, you get a gift from the God." "Oh! We have on of those where I'm from as well, but its a different person." You weren't really sure why you wouldn't tell him where you were from, maybe it was because he was super analytical, or the whole predator with its prey vibe he got going on. "There are 7 types of statues that represent the 7 archons, would it be ok if you'd tell me where you're from? I'm just so interested in you." He gave a flirty smirk and you couldn't help but blush a little bit. "Uhm I'm from Fontaine, if you couldn't tell by the clothes. Its quite similar to Mondstadt, but I find it here to be more peaceful and calming than there." "Fontaine huh? I've heard people live the luxury over there. Very formal." He laughed a bit, part of him was right but it wasn't all that good as he was making it sound. "Hmm I guess you could say that, my parents were pretty well off but I can't say much about the rest." Your gaze drifted off to the forming sunset and you wondered if you should head back soon. "Ill head back, ill tell you more about the attractions tomorrow. Don't forget our date tonight deary..." He waved goodbye and walked off. "Deary.." you said to yourself, he flattered you very much but all of it seemed off in a way. You didn't think to much about it and decided to head back too. Your memories of your first interaction with Kaeya was over once you heard someone call your name. A familiar voice that was. "Y/n!" Kaeya called out. Automatically knowing who it was, you turned around to be greeted by a fine tall man dressed in blue tones "Hi Kaeya!" "I dont think its a good idea for a pretty lady like you to be walking out so late at night." He sounded amused but you were over it. "Oh cut it out captain, I know you were just swooning some girls a couple minutes ago." "Haha so what, you jealous?" "Dont flatter yourself, why would I be jealous anyway? Feelings like those are just a waste of time" you hated to admit that you were just a tiny bit jealous. You weren't sure how your crush on the calvary captain formed but it did and it didn't seem to be going away any time soon. Part of you thought maybe he already knew and he was just toying with you. Or maybe he was oblivious to it, thinking no one could love such a person like him. Either way, you still kept these feelings inside. "There's no shame in bearing emotion, love, its just our nature. And for a while I think you've been feeling pretty intense emotions about a certain someone..." His hand tilted your chin so you could face up to him. Shoot did he know? How was that possible? Was I that obvious? You thought to yourself, you weren't sure how you were going to get out of this situation. "I...I-its nothing that concerns of you" you broke eye contact but you knew kaeya wasn't letting up. "A lie to a lier is no stranger, but if you wish to keep your secrets then who am I to cross such a boundary." He back off from you and you started to breathe again. You wanted to tell him so bad. How much you loved and cared for him, how much you so desperately wanted to be there for him no matter what situation. You were willing to take risks for him if it meant that one day you would forever be together. But maybe you thought the image you had of him was wrong. You knew well enough his flirty nature was never sincere, and how he was hiding something much darker then you ever wanted to imagine. Even so, you still wanted your

thoughts of him to become right. So before he walked off again you mustered up the courage. "Kaeya wait! I, I do actually want to tell you something." He looked surprised now but intrigued. "Ever since we met, there was always something different about you. It always left me wanting to know more and over the years I did learn more about you. But then I started feeling these weird emotions and having thse weird thoughts like thinking maybe one day we could be together...or knowing the real you even. I know you say less than you lead on but I felt like I'd be willing to take extreme risks to know who you actually are. I feel so safe around you and I always smile at those good memories we have. I dont know if this is called love, I dont know fully what love is but you're special enough for me to be having these feelings." Thats it, you let everything out. Awaiting for rejection, you began to panic when the silence held for what seemed like an eternity, until you heard him walking toward you. He held your chin again and gave you a look you've never seen before. A mix of admiration, and happiness. He swiped his thumb over your bottom lip and you tensed up. "Kaeya...." Before you could say anything else, he pulled you into a kiss. A new feeling started to arise and your whole body began to feel hot. Euphoria was coursing through your veins and you felt like you were going to fall without Kaeyas support. He was so warm, so intoxicating. You couldn't even feel where you were or he was, it all just became a bundle of sensations and happiness. You couldn't tell how long you both had kissed for but you were the first one to pull away as your breath began to shorten. "As much as a flirt as I am, I dont do well communicating my actual emotions. So id prefer to show them through my actions. I cant say it right now, but I hope that helped you realize what my answer is." He pulled you into a hug and you buried his face into his fur jacket. Already knowing his answer, you breathed a sigh of relief

[howardpotts]

four: buy your pretty heart

Love on the Brain - Masterlist in links

Pairing: MobBoss!Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: You’re just a student, living her normal daily life in New York. One night changes everything, without you even knowing. Steve Rogers slowly introduces you to his world full of money, drugs and violence. But are you able to handle what he has to offer?

Chapter warning: Uhmm none, i think. 

A/N: I haven’t uploaded in a while, but I had some unplanned hiatus. It’s just that a lot has happened privately that made me lose interest in anything. I hope this chapter is any good, since it’s been written in small pieces in the last 3 months. 

Let me know what you think! Comments and reblogs are highly appreciated! 

You thought you were going to spend your entire day daydreaming about the night before, instead you were thinking over and over about what has happened.

Even when Wanda was gushing to you about that girl and how they spent the entire night dancing, kissing, talking - you had a hard time to keep your thoughts away and your focus on her.  She looked tired, just as you. Big bags under her eyes, hair was a little bit more fussy than normal. You tried to cover your tiredness with makeup, which was pretty well done in your opinion. 

You were grateful it was friday, meaning that you could focus on other stuff on the weekend. Take your mind of whatever happened today, trying to suppress it til monday; when Steve is going to take you out on dinner and, well, probably fuck you senseless after. 

“Lets go shopping after school”, Wanda stated. She had a date on sunday and she knew that you were going to meet with Steve on monday. You told her about yesterday night, but you didn’t dare to tell her what happened this morning. You didn’t want to get her in any kind of trouble.

“Wan, you’re a genius”, you admitted, smirking to her. She claps her hands in excitement, her golden bracelets sounding like bells, making her look even more enthusiastic. 

You slumbed out of your class, eyes a little foggy from all the staring to the screen in front of you. The teacher had you noting everything he said on your computer. It couldn’t get any more boring than it already was - and that on a friday afternoon.

“What kind of dress are you looking for?”, you asked Wanda, trying to shake away the boring class. She hooked her arm into yours as you walked through the busy hallways of the school. You both didn’t care to look who was walking around, you just wanted to get out of here and into the city, focussing on way more exciting things.

“I think something laced. Black, maybe? Or would that be a bit too tame?”, she asks you.

“Depends on the dress”, you respond. “A little bit of lace, a shape that makes your figure look like candy and it can serve you well.”

The fresh air gives you new energy when you step outside. It’s pretty cold outside, but for February, it’s actually quite nice. 

A call of your name has you looking around. Some guy approaches you. Brown hair, little bit ruffled. You have never seen him in your life. “Steve sent me. He wanted me to give you this.”

A big grin on Wanda’s face, and you fake one too. It isn’t that you don’t like Steve, but at this moment you were a little bit terrified of what could be in the package. You want to , thank the guy, but he’s already walking down the stairs, acting like he never spoke to you.

“Open it, open it!”, Wanda squeals enthusiastically. 

Your heart could jump out of your chest when your hand moves to open the package. 

There’s a little note on top of it, almost flying out of the box as the wind waves lightly in the box. You grab it quickly and turn it around. 

Wear this and nothing else. 

Wanda giggles, you blush. A little paper still hides what exactly is in the box but Wanda’s patience is wearing thin and she gets rid of it as quickly as you can blink.

There’s a black jacket in it. On the inside a label saying ‘BALMAIN’.. Wait, that’s designer right? That’s a pretty well known brand. Not that you expected Steve to get you some cheap stuff, but designer? Did he really put that much money into you or did he send this to every other girl, asking it back after wearing it once? Ew, no, he didn’t do that. That’s disgusting.

“BALMAIN?”, Wanda gasps. “You’ve got to be kidding me! Where the hell did you find this guy- Don’t answer that.” 

“That’s pretty expensive, right?”, you ask. Her eyes turn big as she watches you.

“Yes, that’s fucking expensive”, she calls, still impressed by the gift in your hands. “And we’re not talking hundreds here, darling. We’re talking thousands. Two, maybe three.”

“Thousand?”

“Thousand!” She throws her hands in the air to give the words even more of a drama effect. 

You don’t know what to say. Or do. It’s kind of overwhelming, to be honest. You’ve met the guy not even 24 hours ago, and he already gave you the responsibility to decide a man's fate and now he gave you a jacket worth thousands. You have to admit that it creeps you out. Alarm bells are going off, warning you to cut him out of your life and find a good man. One that will swoon your parents and will probably be better for you than he’ll ever be. 

But you’re flattered at the same time. Why would someone like him - a man with charm, looks, grace, money and a lot of female attention - invest money in someone like you? You’re not special in any way. You’re as average as can be. You’re a communications student, living in some apartment with two other roommates because you can’t afford to rent one for your own. You have some kind of barista job in the weekends, trying to earn enough to pay for your rent, food and some fun activities. 

“Maybe we should drop this first”, you suggest, looking at the box in your hands. 

As you walk, Wanda starts talking about her night. “She was amazing”, she sighs. “I walked up to her and straight up told her how beautiful she looked. Later on she told me she liked that directness, that no one ever does that to her.”

You’re so happy for Wanda. She’s been crushing on this girl for a few weeks now, but never acted on it. Apparently everyone thought that the girl was pretty intimidating.

“Wait, what was her name again?”, you ask, interrupting her story.

“Maria”, she answers quickly before picking up her story again. “Anyway, we started dancing, but I wasn’t sure if she was into women. So I kept my distance, and so did she, so I got more and more insecure. I looked over at you and saw you chatting with some guy. When I looked back, I saw her checking me out. And I’m not talking about girl-ready-to-bitch kind of checking, but the lesbian kind of checking.”

You chuckle. Her stories were always this over the place - but it was fun to listen to. She always knew how to keep you interested, waiting eagerly on how the story is going to end. 

“So that kind of felt like my que. Wow, I say a lot of ‘kind of’, don’t I? Anyway, I moved a bit closer, gave her my famous flirty eyes.”

You walk over a crosswalk and turn right after, only two streets away from your apartment.

“Did you kiss?”, you ask, not being able to wait anymore. You need to know.

“Oh honey, we didn’t just kiss. We made out, we did the dirty, we went down town, we-” 

“Yeah, okay, I get it”, you laugh. She chuckles and pushes you lightly when you fake roll your eyes. 

“Will you see her again?” Her eyes glow up after you ask that question. She nods furiously as she grabs her phone, showing you a few messages. Excitedly, you squeal lightly. 

“Thank you a thousand times for joining me last night”, she sighed as she hooked her arm in yours once again. A content feeling settles in you as you walk further. A few seconds of silence between the two of you. Cars pass by, people sometimes almost bump in to you as you walk further down the street. 

“And your night had to be pretty exciting as well, right?”, Wanda breaks the silence, wiggling her eyebrows. You nod, a little smirk on your lips. 

“God, it was good”, you sigh. You tell your story shortly but swiftly, letting details pass and not mentioning what happened the morning after. 

“And more than a one night stand?”, she asks you as you stand in front of your apartment door. You give her a quick look before focussing on letting yourself in. 

“I’m not sure”, you say. “I think we just want to booty call each other. And apparently giving me gifts.”

You let yourself in your room and drop the box on your bed. Again you open it, this time taking the jacket out. It turns out to be longer than you thought. He was quite serious about not wearing anything else. The jacket is long enough for you to cover up everything you want to hide from the public. But it also shows enough to seduce him. And he knows that.

“Can you please stay another hour?” Your manager, Sarah, looks at you with her big puppy eyes. “Pretty, pretty please?”

A little smirk is on your face as you roll your eyes. “What would you do without me?”, you say as you put on the brown apron again, after taking it off just a minute ago. 

“I would be homeless and a failure. Thank you a thousand times!”, she cheers as she grabs your shoulder to give it a little squish. You smile and walk back into the little cosy cafe. It was pretty crowded, with a little line of five people waiting outside to get a free table. 

Slowly you check your half of the cafe, the front half. Your colleague, Brent, watches over the other half and Sarah is behind the bar making the best coffee of the city. She owns the cafe and made it a big success, promoting her selfmade cookies and waffles as her original trademark. And it works. Whenever it isn’t busy, you make small talk with the customers and they always tell you that they’ve heard from someone else that they had to try one of her delicious cookies. 

A man puts his hand in the air, making a little gesture to come over. You put on your smile and walk over. “How can I help you?”

“Why don’t you start by giving your number?”, he smirks. “And a cappuccino.”

Your hand balls into a fist, nails digging into your flesh as you watch his smug face. He watches you. Not even your face, but your body. He checks you out. 

“Sorry sir, we’re not allowed to give out personal information to our customers”, Brent hops in from behind you. You turn your back to the customer and mouth a little ‘thank you’ to him. 

You walk towards Sarah and ask her for the cappuccino the guy asked for. As much as you’d like to not serve him his coffee, you still had to be customer-friendly. 

“Why don’t we switch sides ‘til the d-bag over there leaves this place?”, Brent asks when he stands beside you before focussing on Sarah. “Oh and a latte plus a chocolate chip cookie for table fifteen.”

You nod, a little smile appearing on your face. You couldn’t be happier with your colleagues and your boss, they were all so attentive and supportive to each other. There was this atmosphere that made you enjoy the work you were doing. You’ve worked at other places where the ambience was a little bit different. 

The cappuccino appears on the counter, not a second later it’s in Brents hands and he walks towards the guy. It wasn’t the first time someone asked for your number - and you wouldn’t be annoyed if he asked about it nicely. But the arrogance on his face and his eyes on your boobs did not make a good first impression. 

“And the latte, cookie’s coming right up”, Sarah sighs as she put down the latte. You give her a quick smile. She grabs a small white plate and puts a napkin on it first before grabbing the wobbly cookie. 

See, the thing about Sarah’s cookies was that it wasn’t just your ordinary round cookie. It was a bit thicker, but still moist from the inside. It was a little bit warm, the chocolate was on the edge of melting, and the sugar wasn’t as overwhelming as most are. The moment you had your first cookie, you fell in love. You actually had to watch yourself to not overeat, restraining yourself to one cookie a week. 

As you walk to table fifteen, you take a quick look at it already. Just swiftly taking in the customer to decide what kind of small talk you can make. Most of the time you could see it in a splitsecond; some were here just to work, some were here for some social acts, and with some you had to guess.

But this one had you by surprise. He made your breath stuck in your throat. How in the living hell did he end up here? Did he stalk you?

“One latte and a chocolate chip”, you say nervously. With a little shake, you put down the latte. “I didn’t expect to run into you here.”

His blue eyes meet yours, making you hot all over. You’re not sure if it’s because of the nerves, because of the things he made you feel or because of the morning you’ve witnessed at his place. 

“It’s my regular. I didn’t expect you’d work here”, he countered. You give him a little smirk as you also put down the cookie. “Did Paul give you the package?”

“Yes, he did.” You didn’t know what else to say. To say it’s beautiful? That you like it? That you’ll wear it? That’d be cheesy.

“Good. I hope to see you in it tomorrow”, he smirks as he takes a sip from his latte.

“Maybe I will, maybe I won’t”, you tease as you turn around, moving your hips a little bit more as you walk to your next customer.

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[okayoonoh]

best part (1): lee taeyong

“you don’t know babe, when you hold me and kiss me slowly, it’s the sweetest thing.”

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- PAIRING: lee taeyong x reader - GENRE: ANGST ANGST ANGST, a little tiny tiny smut in there but it barely counts tbh - RATING: it’s a good M for mature. - WORD COUNT: 4,514 - WARNINGS: it’s sad and there’s a little smut in here. it’s not super explicit tho.

a/n: this honestly makes me sad, but i need to learn to write angst and simply doing it is one of the best ways. i hope you guys like it :,)

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Knock, knock, knock

“Y/N please, let me in.”

Your heart aches at every knock. Every fiber of your being is telling you to keep that door shut, to keep him out and forget about him forever. It’s easier this way, for his career and your’s. Everyone knows that nothing about this is okay, you know it and he does as well.

And yet, why do you find yourself standing up and walking towards the door?

You take slow steps walking towards your front door. You hear his knocking becoming even more desperate, almost as if he thought that the louder he knocked, the quicker you would open your door. 

“Y/N please… just let me in. I just want to talk to you...”

Your hand comes in contact with the doorknob, tears still spilling out of your eyes. You keep telling yourself not to open that goddamn door, over and over like a mantra in your head.

And yet, you find yourself turning the doorknob and looking into those wide tear-stained eyes you told yourself you’d never see again. The second the door opened wide enough for him to enter, he wrapped his arms around you, holding the back of your head, pressing your sobbing form against his body. You grasped onto the grey sweater he was wearing, sobbing. You want to break away from him. You want to live far away so you’ll never have to see him anymore. You want to push him away. You want to live a life without him. 

It’s crazy, really. 2 months ago, your mindset about him was complete the complete opposite. 2 months ago, you thought you’d never push him away. 2 months ago you were his best friend, the one friend that stuck with him when he became an idol. You told him everything and he to you. Any little issue and accomplishment, he told you. Any little exam you passed and depressing mood you’ve been in, you’ve confided in him. You never thought you would ever want to let him go, he was your lifeline, the one and only thing you’ve ever wanted to hold onto for the rest of your life. He was your best friend, your ride or die. He made you feel so safe and accepted every when you were at your worst. So, why are you sitting here, the most confused you’ve been your entire life, about him? Someone you used to be so sure, so confident that you would never, ever, have to worry about him of all people. Why him?

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4 months ago

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“Y/N! Open your door! I have news!” 

You move your laptop to the side as you walk towards your door, rolling your eyes. You know that voice like the back of your hand. You twist the door handle and pull, greeted by the excited expression of your best friend.

“Hyunzie? Why are you here at 10:00 at night? I thought you were at Sicheng’s place?” you quip.

She rolls her eyes, already walking inside of your apartment, “Wow, I love you too. But I was at Sicheng’s place but this news is way too important for me not to tell you now!” 

She stalks over to your kitchen, making herself and you a cup of tea. 

“Okay, Hyunzie, if it’s this important, why are you making me tea?” You ask while accepting the mug she hands you. 

“Because I would like to ‘spill the tea’” Her eyes light up, waiting for your response. 

You give her a true, mint condition, authentic, fake laugh, “Ha ha. Seriously, Hyunzie. I was finalizing some reports while watching the last episode of ‘The Amazing Irish Cooking Show’. What is so urgent that you had to cut me off from Moira taking home the gold?”

“Okay, first of all, Moira doesn’t even win, second of all, why are you so sassy today?” 

“Hyunzie.”

“Fine Mr. Grumpy Pants I’ll tell you. So, I’m just going to tell you the most important thing now since I don’t think you want the build up. We’re moving to Seoul.”

“Hyunzie, stop messing around, just tell me the news and go home, it’s getting late.”

“No, Y/N, I’m being 100% serious. You remember how Sicheng and Taeyong sent in your song to SM? They’re offering us a job!”

You look your best friend directly in her eyes. You know when she’s lying, but none of those signs are being shown right now.

You stutter, “We-- We’re leaving? You’re not kidding me, right? And-- and us? Did they--”

She purses her lips and nods, “Yes! Sicheng sent in my artwork as well, they want me to work for them for their next comeback! We’re moving to Seoul!”

You open your arms, enveloping Hyunzie in the biggest hug. Tears threaten to spill from your eyes. You did it. You’re finally getting a chance to be heard. You can finally put an end to your mindless desk job and do the thing you’ve dreamed of doing ever since, well, ever. 

You separate from the hug and press your hand to your burning cheeks, trying not to freak out too badly. “So, when do we leave?”

Hyunzie doesn’t miss a beat, “As soon as possible. Sicheng has already laid out a place for us to stay until we find a place. I’m ready to go whenever you are. I know it’ll take a while for you to actually quit your job and stuff, but I’ll help you pack and everything! We’re in this together Y/N.”

You nod and grab your laptop from where you set it down. “I’ll send in the 2 weeks now.” Hyunzie nods back, grabbing the remote and pressing play, putting your favorite show back on. 

A couple hours past and Hyunzie fell asleep on the side of your couch when you added the final touch to your reports and your two weeks notice. You yawn, looking towards your best friend. Your heart fills with so much love knowing that she is sticking with you throughout this entire event. Ever since her secret relationship with Sicheng started, she’s been nothing but the best version of herself. No, Sicheng is not the man who “magically” changed her, he knows that, but he also knows that Hyunzie doesn’t need him. Hyunzie and Sicheng compliment each other so well, not one personality being overshined by the other. The sneaking around between the two is something that most couples would hate, but due to the secretive and private nature of the both of them, they find it thrilling to flirt in the shadows and act as complete “strangers”.  

If Hyunzie never took the chance to talk to the cute regular who showed up in the cafe where she worked, you would have never had the chance to even send in your music to SM. Sure, Taeyong could have given you the inside scoop, but you never wanted to seem like you were using Taeyong. Sicheng was willing to stop by and he felt the same about you and your music. He agrees that your music should be shared and with the help of Taeyong, your music now has a greater chance than ever before. 

Ring ring ring

Your ears perk as you look at the caller ID. Speak of the devil.

“Y/N, it’s me! Did Hyunzie tell you the news? I’m so sorry, I finally got a free chance to talk to you, I’m actually in the States right now with the rest of the member--”

“Hey Taeyong-ie, and yes, Hyunzie is actually sleeping on my couch at this very moment. She told be the information like an hour ago? Look, I can’t thank you enoug--”

“Nonsense, I’ve always known your music should be shared. I just didn’t know what time would be best and apparently Sicheng just sent it in today, and I wasn’t even there to see everyone’s reactions!”

You giggle, “Don’t worry about it, Youngie. I’m still in shock with everything right now.” 

“I know, it’s a crazy feeling isn’t it? I can’t even remember what went through my mind when I passed my audition.”

“I honestly am not sure with anything I’m feeling, but I have one thing for certain.”

“Hm?”

“I can’t wait to work with you on the daily. It’ll be just like when we were kids.”

You can practically hear his smile through the phone, your heart flutters at the thought. 

“I know Y/N! It’ll be just like old times! I can’t wait for you to meet the rest of the members, I just hope Johnny and Jaehyun can turn down the flirtiness when you get here. We have no room for any relationships, except for the godly couple of Hyunzie and Sicheng, they are the exception.”

“Amen. Well, I just finished my two weeks. I’m going to send it in tomorrow and begin packing as soon as I can.”

“I’m glad! You can do so much better than that mindless job, Y/N. I always knew you could… You’ve always been so -- What? What do you mean Xuxi broke the entire light structure? -- I’m so sorry Y/N, I have to take care of this. Look, text me if you need anything, I’m down to help you with whatever you need. We leave the States in three days, so I’ll be home to help you by then. I’ll see you when I get home!”

“It’s okay, Youngie, you have your leader duties to attend to. Tell Lucas to be careful and take it easy on yourself, okay? I’ll see you soon, thank you for everything.”

“Thank you too, bye bye!”

The call ends and you hold your phone close to your chest. Even just the sound of Taeyong’s voice makes you happy beyond belief. Imagining spending everyday with him fills you with so much elation, it’s hard to hold back. Taeyong and you grew up together, best friends before you even met Hyunzie. Together, you and him could conquer the world. Your parents would say that, even his sister. You both were notorious for talking the ears off of anyone and everyone and even conducting elaborate pranks you pulled on his sister and even your family members. When he joined SM, he had to move away to Seoul while you stayed in your hometown. He knew that he didn’t want to lose contact with you, and did all he could to make sure you would never lose this close bond the two of you have. There are underlying feelings between you two, you just can’t quite pinpoint it. Or your mind simply won’t let you knowing about all of that negative backlash that you would receive. 

A loud snore shakes you from your thoughts as your eyes shoot towards Hyunzie’s sleeping form. You giggle lightly, grabbing the blanket that drapes off of the side of the bed and lay it on your best friend. You turn off the lamp then head off to your room, getting ready to start this new era of your life. 

---

2 weeks (and, like, 2 days) later

---

Surprisingly, with the help of your movers and all of the free members of NCT, you were able to move and unpack almost instantly. Hyunzie and you basically sold all of your old furniture to buy new ones, so the only things you both had to worry about was your clothes and such. The new apartment is filled with loud music and laughs all throughout as the members all work hard to help you build all of your new furniture from the iconic Ikea. Hyunzie and Sicheng occupy themselves with the coffee table, flirting and lightly arguing more than building the actual surface. You, Johnny, and Taeyong busy yourselves in the kitchen, sorting out all of the dishes and pans, Johnny’s main goal is carefully placing all of your important bowls and dishes in the high shelf. 

“Again, thank you so much for all of your help,” You say, handing Johnny a decorative bowl your mother gave you as a gift when you moved to your own place for the first time.

“It’s no problem! We’re in between comebacks right now, so all we really do is wait for the Dreamies to post ASMR videos or my JCC stuff, but sometimes taking a break and doing things like this is better than filming everything 24/7 y’know? It’s almost therapeutic.” Johnny says cheerfully, giving you a gentle smile. 

“So Y/N,” Johnny begins, lifting the next box and moving to the next set of cabinets, “How did you and Taeyong meet? I know you guys grew up together, but like what’s the history?”

You smile, looking at the boy in the living room who is currently settling the argument between Sicheng and his girlfriend. 

“Well, historically, we’ve just been close friends,”

“No, no. Like, romantically. I’ve seen the way Taeyong lights up when he talks about you. There’s no way there’s no history between the two of you.”

You hesitate when you hand him the next plate. He is right, it’s not like there wasn’t anything going between the two of you, there definitely was something, “Well… if I’m being completely honest, there was. But it all ended when he left.”

Johnny nods, “I see, I see. Well, never say never! You’re back now, so anything could happen. And I mean, if it doesn’t work with him.... I know this tall, Chicago man that is available…” 

He smirks at you suggestively. You pull the towel that rests on his neck then hit his side.

“Hey hey, don’t hate the player, hate the game.” He laughs. You roll your eyes as you grab the empty box and put it in the pile of empty boxes. 

The rest of the afternoon goes rather smoothly as everyone finishes up with your’s and Hyunzie’s apartment. You and Taeyong sit on the couch while Hyunzie and Sicheng sit on the ground, leaning against the coffee table they assembled together. Hyunzie leans her head on Sichengs shoulder, dozing off. A movie plays in the background while you and Taeyong talk softly.

You stretch while Taeyong grabs your attention.

“Y/N, I just wanted to let you know that I’m so happy you’re here now.”

You smile at you him, “I am, too. I finally feel like I’m doing something worth my time, you know?”

He nods at you, “I know what you mean. Look, I also want to apologize for not being there for you--”

“--Tae, I’m going to stop you right there. I completely understand, I wouldn’t still be your best friend if I didn’t understand. I love you, more than you could ever know, Tae. You never have to apologize to me for anything.”

He gives you a somber smile, then gently places his hand over yours, “Thank you for being you. I love you, too.”

Your heart clenches, hearing him say those words truly fills you with joy. You know that he said it platonically, but you for sure didn’t. You honestly don’t mind it being a one-sided love. It’s better this way for everyone. Well, everyone except for you. But you were at peace with it. You know that Taeyong simply can’t be with you; the repercussions are too extreme. But right now, he isn’t Taeyong, the leader of NCT. He’s Lee Taeyong, your childhood best friend and the man you’re completely and utterly in love with.

---

2 months later

---

Your life as a songwriter has been amazing for its first month. Your song was recorded with all of the boys singing it wonderfully; the head producer said the songs you wrote were some of NCT’s best. 

You sit in a studio, laying some tracks over each other when you hear a knock at the door. The clear glass door shows the handsome features of Taeyong and you smile at him, stepping out of your chair to let him in.

He lifts up a plastic bag filled, two boxes of sushi inside. Your eyes light up as you walk with him to the couch inside of the studio.

“I got you your favorite,” he smiles while taking out a box for you.

“You know me so well,”

“Of course I do! I also know that you’re not going to be able to break these chopsticks evenly.”

Snap. Right as he says that, you broke your chopsticks, unevenly at the top. You stick your tongue out at him, giving him some sass.

“Okay you, you’re right but you didn’t have to be.”

He laughs, “I’m sorry. I just can’t resist. Anyway, how is the song-writing going? Are you giving Renjun any insane lines?”

You shake your head, “I’m actually just working on the beat for the rap track right now. Jaemin and Jeno have really increased their rap game from what I can remember. They can deal with something super complex.”

Taeyong nods, “Who would you say is your favorite rapper right now?”

“Between Jaemin and Jeno?”

“No, just in general.”

“NCT in general? Or in general, general?”

“In general, general! Y/N, stop bouncing around the question,” he whines slightly. You snicker. You know he’s trying to get you to say his name, but you won’t give him that satisfaction.

“Well, my favorite rapper right now has to be the rap god of NCT.”

“See! Was that so--”

“Yes, Mark Freaking Lee. Baby Lion really knows whats up.”

“O-Oh…” Taeyong suddenly finds his sushi really interesting as his gaze isn’t on you anymore.

You punch his arm, “Stop pouting dummy, of course I’m kidding. You’re my favorite rapper by default.”

His expression lights up, “Hehe, thank you.”

You both finish up the meal, happy and full. A chime goes off on your phone and you check it, your stomach drops. Even though it’s only your second month working for SM, other companies have noticed your work and they want you to work for them. SM gives you a pretty paycheck, but these other companies want to give you more. After they saw your work with NCT’s comeback, they want to see what else you can do. Other companies are offering you more money for your songs and you genuinely don’t know what to do.

“Tae, I have to tell you something.”

He knows that tone. He knows that you want to talk to him about something serious. “Let’s go for a walk.” 

---

You walk outside, your breath coming out as puffs of clouds because of the cold air. Taeyong walks beside you, walking perfectly at your side.

You hide your head in your scarf, attempting to warm your cheeks, as you sigh.

“Yongie, JYP is offering me a job. They’re willing to pay me almost double what SM is paying me right now.”

Taeyong stops walking as you do too.  “Y/N! That’s amazing!”

You sigh, “That’s the thing. I want to take it, but I love working for SM and more importantly, I love working with you.”

Taeyong sighs and places his hands on your shoulder, causing you to look up at him, “Look, distance has never been an issue with us. Whatever choice you make, you’ll make the right one. I’ll be by your side no matter what happens.”

“Yeah bu--”

“No! No buts. No matter what happens, we’ll be okay Y/N, I promise.”

You look up at him. You take in his beautiful face, something you’re so glad you can see it up close. You look at his big doe eyes, his angled nose and jawline that seem like they were sculpted by the gods themselves. You pay close attention to his lips that are formed in a slight pout. You never realized how soft his lips looked before. You question how they might feel against--

Woah. Where did that come from? 

You sniff as the lump in your throat isn’t so tight anymore. You look back up to his eyes and nod. You know you’ll be happy with whatever you choose because you have him. He gives you a light hearted smile then he reaches for your cold hand, holding it in his warm ones. Your heart flutters, but you don’t question him. This is exactly the amount of comfort you need right now. 

You guys continue your walk, hand in hand, his warmth reassuring you that everything will be okay.

Click. Click. Click.

---

3 months later

---

This all leads you  here. That night, you were being reckless and you or Taeyong didn’t think about the repercussions. Taeyong walked you home that night and you woke up to your social media and your email and your texts all full beyond belief.

New SM employee already cozies up to NCT’S Leader, Lee Taeyong

“Who is this girl? She’s a nobody.”

“It finally makes sense how she got into SM! It’s all Taeyong’s doing!”

“I can’t believe someone is taking our Taeyong away from us! She’s not nearly good enough for him!”

“What does Taeyong see in a girl like her??? She’s not even pretty.”

You read all those comments and immediately shut down. You didn’t realize what had happened that night until you read who the source was from. Dispatch saw you and Taeyong that night and ran with the story. Your whole career and Taeyong’s career was ruined. Hyunzie ran into your room that morning, throwing your phone away from you. You cried. Because that one night, you were so reckless, you ruined your best friends career. You packed a bag then headed back to your hometown, you needed to be away from there for a while.

From that moment, you cut off all ties you had with Taeyong, not even talking to him after that event. You were only thinking for him. It’s better for everyone this way. You took the job with JYP and you have been working there ever since. 

You moved back in with Hyunzie after everything died down a bit. She promised you that she wouldn’t let Taeyong in when he came, but it seemed that he didn’t want to see you either. He didn’t visit you after he learned you moved away. He was away on tour when you came back, so you knew you didn’t have to avoid him.

Except for now.

He just returned from tour and it brings you back here, he’s knocking at your door. God, of all the times Hyunzie chose to be with Sicheng, it had to be now. You’re weak, you open the door and he lets himself in as he hugs you. Your tears spilling into his shirt. 

He holds you tight and he holds you close, seeming scared that you would float away from him if he let go. He holds the back of your head into his chest as he leans into your neck, crying himself.

“Y/N, why?” he sobs quietly. “What happened?”

You don’t answer. You quietly cry into his shirt. You don’t know why. You thought it would be best for everyone this way, but now, in his arms, you realize it wasn’t.

He breaks away from the hug and holds your face in his hands, his tear stained eyes staring into yours. You don’t think it’s possible for your heart to break anymore than it already has, but it does when you see his glossy eyes. He wipes the tears that spill from your eyes as he places his forehead against yours. 

He whispers so softly, “Please, don’t leave me.”

Again, you don’t respond. You gently brush your lips against his and he returns your kiss. He kisses you slowly, your heart clenches. This moment is the sweetest you’ve ever had, but it’s equally the saddest. You’re finally doing the thing you’ve wanted to do for the longest time, but why does it hurt?

You break away from the kiss as he keeps his forehead on yours. You close your eyes, trying to savor the moment. You feel safe, you feel protected, you feel love. 

You know none of this can’t last.

Those happy emotions you feel make everything so much worse. You know that he can’t stay. You know that it can’t be like this. You know that your heart will just break in the end.

He kisses you again, this time with more passion. It hurts, but you can’t stop.

“Y/N please, I’m sorry.”

“Prove it to me, then. Don’t stop kissing me.”

He doesn’t. He holds you so close because it’s almost as if he knows the second that he lets go, you let go too.

Your back hits your mattress, his lips still on yours. Clothes are shed, tears still fall. Your bodies mold as one as he proves to you, again and again, the extent of his love. You cry even more. You love him so much, but that’s why you can’t be with him. 

When he holds you, when he kisses you, it’s the sweetest thing. That’s why it hurts the most.

The life of an idol isn’t one for you and you know that. It fits Taeyong well, which is why this is your last night with him. You love him so much, that’s why you can’t keep him. He was never your’s to keep.

You look over at his sleeping form, his bottom half covered by your covers. You lean over and kiss his head one more time before you stand up. You quietly pack up your bag then head out the door. JYP has a branch in Japan that they want you to head and you were on the fence about it. 

Seeing Taeyong one more time helped you make up your mind. You leave a note for Hyunzie and send her a text. You found a last minute flight to Tokyo, you bought the last ticket, and you’re on your way.

You love Lee Taeyong too much to stay with him. Staying with him will only taint his image.

When he held you, when he kissed you, it was the sweetest thing. 

But it’ll just have to live on in that memory.

---

i hate writing angst for this exact reason....

this is my first official angsty piece tho! i hope you guys liked it :)

it’s been a while but my writer’s block is finally gone! i’ll continue on with more fluffy pieces for this series :)))

anyway, this part may have a part 2? we’ll see the vibes of the lyrics

- amy <3

[solcheeky]

bff!jaemin

summary: a part 2 to student!jaemin where you have him stuck to your side almost 24/7 because that’s what best friends do apparently (1.8K)

a/n: a cute collab with @busanine, hers being how jaemin becomes your bff and this being what it’s like to be bffs!! gif creds

it’s pretty much impossible not to be jaemin’s bestfriend when he’s always wherever you are.

“sooo,” you lean against the door frame to the bathroom, a toothbrush in your mouth, “when exactly are you leaving?”

jaemin spins around on your chair to face you from your desk, his fluffly hair swinging with his momentum, “hmmm” he pouts, squinting upwards as he taps his chin with a finger, “never.” 

then he sends you a stupid grin, eyes turning into crescents 

“jaemin” you groan, moving back into the bathroom to spit into the sink

“y/n” he whines back, an echo of your tone, craning his head back and spinning in the chair again

there’s nothing jaemin loves more than teasing you, being with you—anything to do with you

to him, there aren’t enough hours in a day to love you as much as he believes you deserve and believe it or not, he’s vocalized those feelings more than enough times already

“don’t you have somewhere else to be?” you close the bathroom door behind you once you’re done

this boy is always in your room; he’s there so much you wonder why he even has to pay rent for his own one

what’s worse is he’s there ‘just because’

you like to complain

but jaemin knows you secretly love his 24 hour company—you’d just never admit to that to his face

“somewhere like your bed?” you sit with a puff on your duvets, “it’s late and we start really early tomorrow jaems”

“nope” with a pop of his lips, jaemin flops down behind you, quickly getting a little too comfy for your liking, “I have nowhere to be.”

with a stupid grin on his face, he brings his hands up behind his head before closing his eyes. him spending another night at yours honestly shouldn’t be a surprise anymore

and despite a secret part of you wanting him to stay, you know he can be such a cute distraction you end up not doing any work

you send jaemin daggers, jokingly hinting for him to leave, “go sleep in your own bed”

feeling your stare, he opens one eye to look at you with a cheeky smile, “who needs sleep when I have you” 

that comment makes you roll your eyes then fall flush into the duvet beside him, “attachment issues much?” you tease

“I’d miss you even if we’d never met” 

the unnecessary flirty comment makes you pull the pillow from under your head and swing it into his stomach

“oww!!” 

jaemin scrunches up into a ball giggling between his groans

“you’re so needy” you pinch his side

which makes him let out a giggly squeal before he’s launching himself towards you to attack back

♡ 

when you say jaemin is always around, you genuinely mean jaemin is always around. even on days when he has no lectures, he wakes up and goes out of his way just to walk you to class—sometimes he’d even buy you a morning drink lowkey only because he’s buying himself one and he’s too nice not to get you one too

you give jaemin a judging look as he sips his coffee, “you’ve already had one of those”

“two actually,” jaemin corrects you like it was something to be proud of

“that’s not a good thing you know”

“‘that’s not a good thing you know’” jaemin playfully mocks you with a stupid voice and funny face

so you pinch his cheek, hard

your face scrunching up in the process because you love hate having to deal with this lil shithead

but instead of whining and craning away from your touch, jaemin brings his face closer to yours, pursing his lips into a kissy-face and closing his eyes making your face jolt back

he enthusiastically sends kissing noises in your direction because he knows it’ll make you back away

and jaemin couldn’t have been more right; immediately you shove your palm into his face and wrench away from his lips

“stop!!” you laugh at his tactics

“I’d never stop loving you” 

“oh my god—”

jaemin takes you to class so often even the people on your course recognize him, even when you refuse his offer and practically force him to stay in bed, he always gets the better of you, reassuring you that seeing you every morning is what makes him happy

once you reach your classroom, you try to shoo jaemin away but like usual he refuses to leave until he’s given you a kiss

“jaemin stop it!”

“just—y/n!—come here!!” 

you’re trying to shove him back by the chest but his hands are gripping onto your shoulders and his pursing lips are nearing your cheek

you even crane your neck away as far as possible but he pushes himself up on his tippy-toes to get even closer

“jaemin!!!” you squeal when he smashes his lips onto your cheek—regardless, you’re still giggling at his antics 

and when he’s finally satisfied, he pulls back with a beaming smile on his face

“jaemin!” you try to smack his arm but he dodges it, laughter erupting from his throat

“smell you later!” then he’s jogging down the hall

“is that your boyfriend?” your classmate says once you find a seat

surprisingly, this isn’t the first time you’ve heard this, “no, not even close” you shake your head at the thought of that idiot being your boyfriend, “we’re best friends” 

♡

the only time you get away from high energy jaemin is when he’s napping in your bed

sometimes you’d come back from a lecture to find him curled up in your duvets, his hair messy and face relaxed

sleeping jaemin was the cutest thing

and you can’t help yourself from smiling at him every time

when you really can’t resist, you let yourself play with his fluffy hair, softly moving it out of his face once, twice— three times more that you practically end up carding your fingers through his hair completely

sleeping jaemin was just so soft

but you’re wrong to think his loss of high energy meant loss of affection

jaemin loves to wake up to you brushing his hair

so when you do, he reiterates your affection tenfold

without even opening his eyes, jaemin snuggles closer to where you’ve sat sinking into the bed and slips his arms lazily around your waist pulling himself so close that he gets to nuzzle into your warmth

with your hands still in his hair, you watch his pink lips turn up into a cute smile, “aren’t you going to ask me what I dreamt of?”

you pat down the top of his bed-head hair, “why? what did you dream of?”

“you”

as much as you want to pinch him out of annoyance, you can’t even be mad because you should’ve seen that one coming

when you don’t reply, jaemin lets out a small giggle into your clothes

♡

there’s the occasional off-day when you think that jaemin will still be sleeping in your bed by the time you come back from class, but instead you’re greeted by an organized room and a note on your whiteboard blatantly filled with his love 

“y/n~ sad I couldn’t wake up to your pretty face~” 

“I did your bed for you :) I also ate some breakfast from whatever was in your kitchen :D”

“your flatmates are really nice btw” 

then a load of scribbly hearts around the text

sometimes there’ll be a terribly cute drawing on the side of it, almost like he’s forgotten to say what he really needed to say

“and I’m going out to meet some friends at sm~ meet me there!!” then more hearts

the last sentence always being the only necessary sentence 

later when you meet up with his friends, jaemin has to shove them over just so you can sit next to him

“thank god you’re here” jisung always says to you when you arrive 

mostly because when you’re not around, he’s the one who falls victim to jaemins unconditional love and affection

him or renjun you’d say jeno but jaemin likes to think that it’s jeno who likes to dote on him, rather than vice versa

hence why they’re all incredibly glad to have you there

and you feel the exact same about them

jaemin was the first one to properly introduce you to the boys 

you had only seen them around a couple of times, mainly because renjun was in your lectures

which meant the boys would meet up with him after class jaemin tackling him with hugs

and ever since then it was endless games of rock paper scissors, stupidly executed pranks and an escalation of noise pollution everywhere you went mark lee always having to politely clean up after you guys

but despite all that, you loved it, you loved them

“readyornot!!”

“rock-paper-scisSORS!!!!!!!!!1″

you’re heart drops when it’s just you and donghyuck left

the other dreamies giggling and slapping each other in excitement, until they all erupt into a fit of laughter at your loss of the game

if only you stayed in bed, if only you just wiped jaemins literally heart-filled message off your whiteboard, you wouldn’t be paying for all of your bestfriends’ drinks right now

“here I got it,” but later when you’re at the till, jaemin is already paying the bill for you

“you butthead” you playfully hit his arm, “I’m capable enough, could’ve paid for it myself you know? fair and square.”

“I know,

“but this way you get to owe me big time, how does a movie in your bed sound?”

“I’d rather ‘sushi’ than that.”

the cheekly smile plastered on jaemins face makes you immediately regret saying that

but before you can retract your statement, jaemin is already telling the rest of them how you’ve claimed ‘sushi’

“sushi!?!!” 

“you’re actually going to buy us sushi?!”

“suSHI!!”

“jaemin why—”

♡

however

despite jaemins flirtatious charm and lovesick nature, he understands that there’s always a time and place for it

so when needed, he never hesitates to give you a shoulder to lean on

“he doesn’t deserve you” jaemin whispers as he tucks you into his jacket with one arm, pulling you sideways into the warmth of his body

you sniff leaning your head onto his chest, “that was so dumb. I was so dumb. I should’ve never come, now I just look like an idiot.” 

jaemin hates to see you cry

so much it hurts

“you did nothing wrong” he rubs a hand up and down your upper arm to keep you warm from the night air, “really” 

you look out onto the campus lake, its soft breeze freezing your bare legs and drying the tears that washed away your makeup, “really?” you sniff

“okay maybe you can be a little dumb— ow!!” jaemin vigorously rubs the spot on his thigh you just pinched

and you finally smile for the first time that night

it makes the corners of his lips turn up in a proud grin

“thanks for coming to pick me up” you look to your feet in shame

but jaemin doesn’t care because it’s you, “anything for you” he presses a kiss to the top of your head

“I love you” you say

“I love you too” he whispers into your hair

[strawberryjmilk]

mouse | kim woojin

word count: 1685

college!au, non idol!au zoologist!reader

Han Jisung would be the bane of your existence. He was always sleeping, and he was always paired up with you during assignments because he knew you wouldn't chide him for sleeping the entire time. Truly, you had a soft spot for the brunette boy, and you knew how sleepy he always was.

Sighing, you poked his head once more, watching as it rolled to the left. Han Jisung was absent from the world and you were drowning under a stack of papers. Groaning quietly, you just allowed yourself to settle into the mountain of papers in front of you, prepared to do your literature assignment alone as you usually did.

It wasn't until you had two questions left that Jisung woke up. He stretched, rubbing the small line of drool from his cheek as he looked around in a daze. Seeing you - and all three highlighters and different colored pens around you - Jisung's gaze grew guilty. "You did the assignment alone again, didn't you? I'm sorry, Y/N."

"It's fine, Ji," you replied. You sighed and dropped your pen, leaning back in your seat as you finally finished the paper. Turning to smile at your seat mate, Jisung's puppy pout was still present on his face. "You know the deal - buy me a tea and it's fine. You know I don't mind when you've had a long night."

Jisung grinned, leaning across the table to kiss your cheek. The first time he did this, you lit up like a pink Christmas tree. Now, however, you were used to Jisung's show of skin-ship and you accepted it fully. The bell rang, and all you heard was a "you're the best, Y/N!" before Jisung was gone.

You were now at the local zoo, watching the elephants in front of you. It was an odd habit of yours - visiting the zoo was some kind of safe haven that brought peace and comfort to you. Closing your eyes briefly, you basked in the warmth of the dimming sun. It'd be dark and cold soon, and you hadn't brought a jacket.

"It says only mammals," you heard a soft voice. Turning, you could see a brunette boy arguing with the curly-haired boy beside him. Shakes of the head and obvious rolling of the eyes - you turned away so you could mind your own business. "Excuse me, can you help us?"

You just blinked at the brunette. The first thought that came to your mind was bear - followed by a brief cute teddy bear. He smiled, even if he was a little put off by your blank expression. Clearing his throat, he thrust the paper he was holding out to you gently. "We need to finish these questions but we're both clueless when it comes to animals. Which ones are mammals?"

You looked at the paper for only a second before looking back at them. Sighing, your eyes connected with the brunettes briefly, "they all are."

"I'm sorry," the brunette shook his head. He stepped closer to where you sat on the bench, stooping down a little. The smile stayed on his face the entire time, gentle and soft and welcoming. "Can you repeat that? I didn't hear you."

"All of them are mammals," you repeated a little louder. The boy blinked at you before nodding slowly, turning to look back at his friend. The curly-haired boy shrugged before his attention was captured by the elephants. Sighing, you grabbed the paper and pencil from his hand lightly before checking off all of the mammals. "All of them."

"You're so quiet," he spoke. He almost sounded amazed - a glint of wonder in his eyes as he looked at you. You only shrugged - you were used to being asked to speak up. He looked you over briefly before tossing his jacket to you. "Keep it - you're shivering and this will be a way to see each other again, right? Bye, mouse, thanks for your help!"

You didn't see Kim Woojin until a week later. You'd learned of his name from Jisung, who was friends with the curly haired boy named Chan. Jisung beamed sleepily as he told you what he could about the brunette, "he's warm and lovable and soft. Perfect for you, Y/N!" You ignored his comment and the blush that colored your ears.

You were in the library, arms crossed tightly across your chest as a shiver danced through you. Being cold was also a normal thing for you - you bathed in fuzzy socks and you wrapped yourself in numerous hoodies and sweaters. That's how you were now, tucked into the oversized hoodie Woojin had given you all those nights ago. Another shiver jolted your body just as a person sat beside you.

"Still cold, Y/N?" Woojin asked. His voice shouldn't have felt as familiar as it did, especially since you'd only spoken once. But, small butterflies flew through your stomach and out of your throat, taking your ability to respond. You merely nodded, eyes glued to the book that was sprawled on the table in front of you. "I asked for your name and Jisung knew. By the way, it's cute you've been asking about me. I can't say anything because I've done the same thing."

"You said you wanted your jacket back," you mumbled out a lame response. Jisung was right - Woojin was warm and soft, but your literature partner didn't mention how flirty and straightforward he is. "You'll have to wait until I leave, though. They just turned up the air conditioning."

"I guess I'll just have to stay with you, then," Woojin grinned. He really did stay, doing homework or simply chatting with you. You had an assignment due about lemurs - one of your favorite animals to observe - and Woojin even offered to go with you. In the back of your mind, you were screaming that it was a date. But, you ignored it, only taking it as a friendly gesture.

You still dressed up, though. Not entirely, but you'd put in a little more effort than you usually would.

"That worker called you by your first name," Woojin spoke. You were both walking to the lemur exhibit, you still wrapped in Woojin's hoodie that you secretly hoped you could keep. You nodded, a small smile on your face. "Do you come here a lot, then?"

"Frequently," you hummed. Woojin let out a small laugh, and you hoped he didn't see the way your ears lit up pink. Your hands brushed together, but like all of the times before, neither of you did anything about it. "I like to relax here. It's weird, but animals have always brought a sense of comfort to me that humans can't."

"Am I enclosed on the 'not comforting' list?" Woojin teased. You grinned - this had been the longest conversation you'd had with anyone other than Jisung. And, not once had Woojin asked you to speak up. Maybe it was because the zoo was quieter today, or maybe it was because Woojin was actually listening to you. "I'm hurt, mouse. You've truly wounded me!"

"I'd say you're comforting," you admitted. Your hands brushed again and you were hoping you didn't imagine Woojin's fingers holding your own for a second. "But that's because you're like a bear. Maybe a polar bear or grizzly. Wait, no, you're a teddy bear. One hundred percent - you're a teddy bear, Kim Woojin."

"That's so cute," Woojin beamed. He didn't hesitate in looping his fingers through yours. He didn't imagine you flirting back, right? You did feel a little something too, right? "You're really cute, mouse."

"I think teddy bears are cuter than mice," you spoke after a while. Woojin only laughed again before the both of you stopped in front of the lemur exhibit. You were shoulder-to-shoulder, thighs touching as Woojin wrapped an arm around your shoulders. It was getting colder, but you'd never felt warmer.

It had been a tradition of yours to visit the library or zoo with Kim Woojin in tow. The brunette had nestled himself into your mind and heart, leaving you with red ears and a grinning face. He was always touching you delicately - his fingers laced with yours, or an arm around your shoulders. It was comforting - he truly lived up to his teddy bear nickname.

You sat at the library now, Woojin's head resting on your shoulder as his fingers danced across your palm. You turned the page of the book you were reading - a small one on the behaviors of wild cats like tigers - with a content sigh. Woojin squeezed your hand before standing, venturing over to the astrology books.

"Hey, mouse," Woojin spoke as he sat back down. You turned your attention to him, not realizing how close the two of you were. You gulped, feeling your ears heat up at the grin Woojin sent your way. "Tell me if you want me to stop, okay?"

You didn't realize what he meant at first. That is, until Woojin leaned in closer, his right hand now resting beside your left thigh. He was leaning across you, left hand cupping your jaw. Even when his nose brushed against yours, you didn't tell him to stop. You didn't want him to stop.

Woojin kissed you then. Warm and soft - Woojin kissed just as he acted. A little flirty and teasing, but mostly warm with the aura you'd grown used to. When Woojin pulled away, he left a lingering kiss on the corner of your mouth before looking at you. "Was that okay?"

"More than okay," you spoke. Woojin was close enough to hear your quiet response, emitting a laugh from him. He kissed your cheek again before settling into his position from earlier - head on your shoulder, hand clasped in yours. You both read until the end of the day before he walked you back to your dorm, leaving a trail of kisses from your forehead to your lips. Kim Woojin was indeed your new favorite bear.

hi i love woojin sm truly the Softest boy i hope you enjoyed this! my requests are open, even if im a lil slow getting them done sorry huhefsjdh thank you for reading! ♡

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CHAN | WOOJIN | MINHO | CHANGBIN | JISUNG | HYUNJIN | FELIX | SEUNGMIN | JEONGIN

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James Imagine 7

Request: Your James pics are too cute! Do you think you could do one where he and the reader have been best friends since little kids and have always had a thing for each other but both were too scared to admit it?

Yes of course!! and thank u sm ure too sweet :)))) 

also i have a cute lil bro so if u don't have a brother just like, pretend its some child you like adopted as ur brother bc u babysat for him or something.,, idk???

Your had butterflies in your stomach as you walked through the Hogwarts Express looking for an empty compartment. You were supposed to be walking through here with James, like you had done the years before, but this time it was just you. You had slept in and your mother had told Mrs. Potter that she and James could leave without you, as she didn't want you to hold them up, and that you would see him on the train later. 

“-Padfoot, no!”

“You’re kidding!”

You sighed in relief as you heard your best friend, James, and the other Marauder’s laughing in the cart up ahead.

You peeked into the cart before stepping in and smiling.

“Hey guys,” you waved.

“Y/n/n!!” James sprung up and tackled you in a hug, “Your mom said you were sick or something?”

“Oh, no. I just slept in,” you laughed awkwardly.

You sat on the other side of James, Peter, and Remus next to Sirius.

“Hello darling,” Sirius greeted you in a flirty tone.

You laughed and James shot him a dirty look without your noticing. 

“Hello Sirius.”

“So are you and James still secretly in love with each other?”

“Siri-!”

James had begin to stand up and shout in a panic voiced but was cut off by your laughter, “Oh yeah, I can’t think straight when I’m around him,” you joked, winking at him.

James blushed and sat back down, laughing nervously before he recovered himself and was back to the confident and egotistic Prongs.

“I mean,” James said, “seven year old you obviously couldn't control herself around me.”

“Oh god,” you laughed, embarrassed and covered your face, “Don’t bring that up!”

“Bring it up,” Peter said, laughing.

“When we were seven she kissed me on the local playground,” he said laughing. “Oh, Jessica dared me to!”

“Sure,” he laughed, “did she also dare you to leave a note in my bag that said ‘Do you like me back? Yes or no?”

“You circled yes!”

“Well clearly seven year old me couldn’t read very well,” James joked and you burst into laughter, ignoring the slight pain in your heart that reminded you he would never like you.

“Well, I think Jessica told me to because she liked you,” you said, trying to cover up your embarrassing memory.

“What can I say,” he shrugged, obviously joking, “I just can’t keep the ladies away.”

“Oh I’m sure,” you laughed, “It must be hard being so utterly charming and desirable.”

“You know,” he said in mock seriousness, “it really is, I’m so glad someone understands my pain.”

“Mhhmmm,” you tried to hold in your laughter but failed. 

You were laughing with Remus as the five of you walked into the Great Hall for the Sorting Hat ceremony.

You smiled at all the nervous first years. You remembered when you first came to Hogwarts. James was the only person you knew, and you were praying to whatever God was up there that you and James ended up in the same house. You were almost scared that you would sit down and the hat would tell you to go home, that there must have been some mistake and you didn't really belong at Hogwarts. Looking back that seemed foolish, you fit in perfectly. You felt more at home at Hogwarts then you did when you were actually at home. 

“Hey, y/n,” James asked, “Is that your little brother?”

You looked up and saw Y/b/n sitting nervously on the chair, putting the sorting hat on his head. 

“Yeah!” you smiled, “Will you please talk to him?” you asked James. “You and me are the only people he knows and it would be pretty cool for him to have some sixth year friends.”

“We got you, y/n,” Sirius answered.

“Oh, no, no, and no,” you said, “Sirius, I love you. But stay away from my little brother.”

By Halloween your little first-year brother had become best friends with the boys, the were almost like big brothers to him. 

You were sitting in the Quidditch Pitch with the Marauder’s the Saturday before Halloween when y/b/n came running up. 

“Hey James. Hey Sirius. Hey Remus. Hey Peter,” he said quickly before turning to you, “I need help.”

“What is it?”

“I’m in love.”

James snorted and you shot him a glare before turning back to your brother, “Who is she? Or he?”

“I don’t wanna say! What if they find out?”

“Well you’re in love, aren't you?” Sirius asked, “It would be kind of pointless to keep it to yourself.”

Your brother sighed, “I suppose your right.”

Then a lightbulb went off in his head, “Help me talk to them!”

You grimaced and laughed lightly, “Buddy, I’m not exactly a charmer.”

“James!” James’s eyes went wide, “You can help me!”

“I don’t know, little man...” James began.

“I’m sure you can help me flirt with them! After all, y/n likes you!”

You grabbed your little brother, “Y/b/n!” 

“What?”

“He’s not supposed to know,” you whispered so only he could hear.

Your brother responded loudly, quoting Sirius, “You’re in love, aren't you? It would be kind of pointless to keep it to yourself.”

Sirius laughed and you glared at him before standing up and beginning to walk away. 

Your brother began apologizing but Peter distracting him and led him away, asking him about what he was doing on Halloween.

“Wait! Y/n!” James ran after you.

You turned around, “Look James, I really don’t wanna talk about it. I know you don't - whatever. It doesn't matter. Just - ignore what y/b/n said.”

You turned and began walking away again and James ran ahead of you, blocking your path, reaching out to grab your arm, “No, no, you don't understand! I- this is actually really great. That he said that, that is. I mean, I know we’ve been best friends - for forever, basically - but, I mean,” he took a deep breath, “I like you. A lot. For as long as I can remember I’ve liked you.”

You held your breath, “Are you sure?”

James smiled, getting that mischievous smirk on his face, “Do you like me back? Yes or no.”

You rolled your eyes and scoffed,  “Yes...”