#also the piercings are probably not gonna stay f in the chat

[jungwonenthusiast]

hi ! enhypen smut prompt request ! can i have the reader whos a female say #4 with jake or sunghoon whos a hard dom ?? if u can , can u add how the reader and the partner are enemies who got lots of sexual tension so they kinda trease e/o a lot with words and actions ? u dont have to use that plot but thank u♡

A/N: This is one of my favorite works now lol i hope u like it :) <3

Warnings: unprotected sex, rly brief oral (f recieving), degredation

Word Count: 2.9 k

“But it’s a Tuesday,” you tell Jay while zipping up your backpack.

“So?” he says. “Don’t be lame.”

“I’m not lame, just responsible.” you sing your bag over your shoulder.

“Yeah, that’s lame.” he walks with you to the lunch tables. Jungwon and Heeseung are already there chatting it up.

“You guys are coming right?” Jay asks them and they nod. “See? You gotta come.”

“It’ll be fun noona,” Jungwon says. “And you have to come because Heeseung hyung and Jay hyung are probably gonna leave me for girls.” he rests his head on your shoulder for a moment.

“Why don’t you get yourself some girls too.” you suggest and he shakes his head.

“I’m too shy.” he says quietly and you giggle.

“Alright fine, I’ll go.” you finally say and they all celebrate. “Jake’s not gonna be there right?”

“Uhm,” Heeseung looks over to Jake’s lunch table nervously. “I don’t think so.”

“You don’t think so?” you cock an eyebrow.

“He won’t be there,” Jay says. “It’ll be fine.”

You feel someone bump into your shoulder as you walk to history.

“What the hell?” you say and turn around to see who the culprit is. Of course it’s Jake. He shrugs with a half smile. That fucking ass.

After a few more classes you head home and start preparing for the bonfire party. It’s at a beach so you decide to wear your favorite bikini under your shirt and shorts. Your phone begins to buzz and it's a facetime call from Jungwon.

“Hola~” you greet him.

“Hi~” he says. “Can you take me there? My parents are at work.”

“Sure.” you say while putting all of your essentials into a purse.

“Also,” he hesitates. “I think Jake hyung is gonna be there.”

“What? How do you know?”

“I heard him talking about it during p.e.” he says quietly and you groan.

“Fuck, I don’t wanna go anymore.” you say.

“No you have to go, I will die without you.” Jungwon pleads. “It’ll be fun, we'll just stay away from him.”

“It’s gonna be hard to stay away from that giant ego taking up the whole place.” you roll your eyes.

“He’s not that bad noona, he’s actually pretty nice.” Jungwon shrugs.

“Don’t betray me like that,” you scold him. “You’re on my team alright?”

“Okay okay.” he surrenders, giggling.

You pick Jungwon up and give him the aux for the 30 minute drive to the beach.

You guys groove to SZA together.

Jungwon rolls down the window while you're on the highway and sticks his head out like a dog. He kind of is like a dog (in a good way). He’d be a shiba inu.

“Whoooo!!” he screams as the wind whips through his hair, you smile.

When you get there you park your car and get the beach towels from the backseat.

“Did you put sunscreen on?” you as Jungwon and he shakes his head. “Why do you never listen to me?”

You get a bottle of sunscreen out of your purse and rub a dollop on his face. He scrunches his nose.

“It feels like you're rubbing cake batter on me.” he complains.

“You’ll thank me when you’re fifty and you aren’t a wrinkly wreck.” you tell him while spreading it over his cheeks.

“Can we be done now?” he whines and you sigh.

“Fine.”

You two approach the crowd of people suntanning, drinking, playing volleyball, and playing in the ocean.

You drop your stuff next to Heeseung’s and Jay’s before looking around for them. They’re playing volleyball with who on the opposing team? Jake Sim.

Jungwon must’ve noticed you shooting lasers through your eyes because he grabs your arm. “Come on, let’s go swim.” he tugs his t-shirt over his head and jogs over to the water.

You follow suit, only feeling a little self conscious about stripping with Jake Sim only so far away. But it’s only because you don’t want to be vulnerable in front of your worst enemy, right?

Jungwon’s already relaxing among the waves when you get to the shore. “Why’d you go so deep?” you call out to him.

“It’s not that deep,” he says back.

You swim around with him for a bit before forcing him to look for pretty shells with you.

He gasps. “Baby crab!” he rushes to pick it up. “Look.” he holds it up to you.

You try to pet it without freaking it out. “What if it bites you?”

“It won’t, we’re friends.”

The sun is nearly gone by the time you’re done shell searching and swimming so you head over to the bonfire. You wrap a towel around yourself and snuggle up to Jay. He scrunches his nose.

“It’s cold,” you defend yourself.

Heeseung hands you a white claw and you crack it open.

“What are we doing now?” you ask but you can’t hear Heeseung’s answer over the sight of Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, and Niki sitting right across from you. You notice how the bonfire highlights the muscles in Jake’s chest and arms. The warm orange light washing over him makes it look like he’s glowing. Is this what Apollo would’ve looked like? “Huh?” you ask Hee.

“We’re probably just gonna play dumb highschool games.” he says.

You inhale and take a big swig of your seltzer.

“Truth or dare time~” Bree sing songs. “Sunoo truth or dare?”

“Truth,” Sunoo answers.

“Do you have a crush on anyone and if so, who?” she asks and he rolls his eyes.

“I have a crush on myself.” he says confidently.

“Fair enough, you go now.” she says to him.

“Heeseung hyung, truth or dare?” Sunoo asks.

“Dare,” he replies and Sunoo giggles.

“Give your phone to Jay and let him text anyone anything he wants.”

Heeseung groans and throws his head back. “Oh God.”

Jay cackles an evil laugh. “Gimme.”

Heeseung reluctantly hands Jay his phone. “You’re gonna text Sophie aren’t you.”

Sophie Morales, Heeseung ex. They broke up only a month ago after half a year of dating. This was about to be brutal.

“You know me so well.” Jay smiles.

“Please don’t say anything too horrible.” Heeseung pleads.

“Sophie,” Jay narrates his text message. “I miss you and your huge tits. Also I’m sorry for not telling you while we were dating but your feet are really fucking ugly.”

Heeseung buries his head into his hands, laughing. “Fucking Christ.”

“And your breath stinks,” Jay continues. “At least your boobs are nice.”

This is what I get for befriending males. You think to yourself.

“Alright that’s enough.” Heeseung snatches his phone away while everyone giggles. “My turn since I was the victim. y/n, truth or dare?” “Truth,”

“What’s your biggest regret?”

“Becoming friends with Jay, because he’s insane.”

Jay guffaws. “I’ve been nothing but good to you.”

You roll your eyes.

The game goes on for a bit until it lands on Jungwon.

“Noona, truth or dare?”

You’d usually go for truth, but you didn’t want people to think you were boring. “Dare.”

“I dare you and Jake hyung to talk to each other in private for at least five minutes.” he says, crossing his arms.

Your eyes widen and you look over at Jake, he looks like he wants to drown himself.

“What? Why?” you ask urgently.

“Because I’m tired of you guys hating each other for no reason. Now go.” Jungwon shoos you away.

“Yeah go talk.” Niki says to Jake.

Both of you don’t budge. Jay tugs at your arm. “Come on, Jake and y/n becoming friends!”

The whole group starts chanting. “JAKE AND Y/N BECOMING FRIENDS!”

You had to admit that their enthusiasm was kind of endearing, so you swallow your pride and walk over to the lifeguard tower. You hear him not far behind you.

You climb up the stairs and let your feet hang over the ledge of the patio.

He sits down next to you.

You let a few moments of silence pass before speaking up. “I don’t want to be here as much as you do, so let’s just wait for the five minutes to pass and then go.”

“Damn,” he says. “Do you really hate me that much?”

You roll your eyes. “What do you think?”

“What did I ever do to you?” he scoffs.

“I don’t need to justify my feelings.” you cross your arms.

“Why are you so dense?” he grumbles.

You whip your body over to him. “I’m the dense one?”

“Yeah,” he says proudly. You want to slap the smug look off of his pretty face. Normal face. Slightly, almost, barely good looking face.

“Such a prick,” you mumble, turning away.

“What’d you call me?” he scrunches his eyebrows.

You look him right in the eyes. You never noticed how dark and piercing they were. “A fucking prick. Cause you are one.”

His black hair is still damp and poking into his eyes. His lips are parted and they look so soft that you almost want to kiss him. But he beats you to it.

I should push him away. Push him away you dumbass. You kept telling yourself but you couldn’t do it. His lips felt too good against yours.

Your arms snake around his waist as he lays you onto your back.

You wish you had a hundred hands so you could touch all of him. Two weren’t enough. He feels like silk and he tastes like red velvet.

He pushes your jaw up so he can get to your neck. You exhale as his tongue dances on your skin. He grinds his hips into yours and you let out a small moan. Why are you letting him affect you like this? Idiot.

“I thought you hated me?” he smirks while kissing your chest.

“I do.” you breathe out.

“You sure?” he asks, his fingers traveling down your stomach and into your bikini bottoms.

“Mhm.” you say.

He kisses your collarbone. “People you hate don’t make you wet like this.”

That just makes you throb even more.

“Fuck off,” you say and he backs up.

“Really?” he says. “Because I will.”

You roll your eyes and pull him in by the back of the neck.

“Touch me,” you say and he happily obliges. You knew were in public but it was dark and honestly, you didn’t care.

“Such a slut,” he says while running a finger up and down your slit. “If you wanted me this badly you should’ve said so sooner.”

“I don’t want you asshole.” you breathe out as he circles your clit.

“You just asked me to touch you princess,” he kisses your neck. “I think that’s good evidence.”

You rub your fingers through the back of his hair and tug it back, exposing his neck. He lets out a small moan. You kiss his neck, sucking and nibbling every now and then. When you pull away there’s at least three red blotches that go from his throat to his chest.

“People are gonna see those you know?” he says.

“Whatever.” you roll your eyes.

“Are you marking me or something? Telling everyone that I’m yours?” he boasts.

It’s confusing how your anger is feeding into your lust for him.

“Shut up and fuck me.” you say and he cocks a brow.

“Maybe if you ask nicely,” he kisses your cheek sweetly. You want to wipe it off and slap him in the face.

“Who do you think you are?” you scoff at him.

“Come on dont play with me,” he pushes one finger into you and you moan. “I can tell that you want it.”

It was true. You were practically gushing.

“More,” you say, wanting another finger.

“Where are your manners?” he smirks.

You swallow your pride. “Please?”

“Good girl,” he says and it sends tingles down your spine.

He pulls your bikini bottoms to the side and rubs his thumb up your slit. “Such a pretty cunt.”

Your thighs are already trembling.

“I really thought you’d still be hating me right now.” he says lowly. “Do I make you that weak?”

You snap to your senses for a moment. “Fuck you.”

“I am.” he snickers and you roll your eyes.

“Don’t give me attitude princess.” he warns you with a dangerous smile.

“Or what?” you test him.

“Do you really wanna find out?”

“What do you think you’re intimidating or something?” you ask and he scoffs.

He sits up and grabs your arm. “Get up.”

“What?”

“Get up.” he says sternly and you do.

He grabs your hand, leading you somewhere.

“Where are we going?” you ask, agitated. If you really didn’t want to go you wouldn’t, but you secretly wanted to continue what was going on.

“My car.”

“What? Why?”

“You’ll see.”

“Hey! Where are you going?” Jungwon calls out. “Don’t leave me!” “I’ll be just a second!” you reply with an unsure smile.

“Backseat.” Jake says as you approach his Mercedes.

So bossy, you think.

You sit in the back seat and before you know it he’s pulling you into his lap.

“Let’s continue shall we?” he says and you don’t waste any time getting your lips on his.

He pushes your hips down onto his and you whimper. You were already so wet and this was just making it worse.

“Please, I can’t wait any longer.” you say, not being able to hold it in.

“For what?” he nips at your neck.

“I need to feel you inside of me.” you plead. 

“That’s better.” he tugs his shorts down and pulls your swimsuit to the side.

You grab the base of him before slowly sinking down. “Fuck yes.” you moan in relief.

He fills you up perfectly and his tip brushes your g-spot every time you bounce.

“So fucking tight.” he growls, holding onto your hips tight.

Your legs begin to tremble from the pleasure so he grabs you by the waist and lays you on your back.

He snaps his hips into yours and you whine.

He smirks. “Look at you all spread out for me,” he kisses your neck. “Taking this cock deep inside you.”

Your fingers trail down to rub at your clit. “Please don’t stop.”

He flips you over into doggy and tugs your hair, bringing your ear up to his mouth.

“Tell me how bad you want it.”

“Really bad,” you whimper.

He smacks your ass and you let out a small squeal.

“Touch with yourself while I fuck you.” he lets you go and you rest on the door. Your fingers move to play with your pussy.

His hands are tight on your waist as he pounds into you.

You feel your knees start to give out and your cunt start to pulse around him.

He chuckles. “Are you close sweetheart?”

“Yeah,” you exhale. “Please make me cum, please I need it so bad.”

“Why should I think you deserve it?”

“Please, I can’t hold it any longer.” you say and he stops his movements completely.

He gets close to your ear. “You get to cum when I say so okay?”

You accept defeat. “Okay.”

You start to get more and more flustered as he continues to fuck you just right.

“Fuck Jake I can’t,” you whimper and hold onto the car door for dear life.

He pulls out suddenly and you complain before feeling his tongue on you. Your body tenses up from the pleasure.

“You taste so fucking good,” he says and you arch your back, pushing your pussy into his mouth. He moans against you.

After only a couple circles on your clit with his tongue, you’re ready to come undone. You grab onto his hand.

“Wait wait I’m close,”

And before you can utter another word he slams his cock into you and brings his hand around you to rub your clit.

“Cum on this cock sweetheart, I know you can do it.” he encourages you.

He smiles as your moans get louder and more high pitched.

Your legs start to shake and he grabs you tight. He comes up to your ear. “Be a good girl for me won’t you.”

Your eyes roll back as bliss runs through your entire body. He was probably the best lay you’ve ever had.

Your body goes slack as he cums inside of you.

“Fuck,” he growls and slowly pulls out. He picks you up and holds you in his arms as you try to ride out the trembling.

“How am I supposed to clean up?” you ask.

“Maybe you can swim again?” he jokes and you punch him in the arm. “Do you still hate me?”

“One hundred percent.” you say confidently.

“Are you kidding?” he scoffs. “My kids are in you right now.”

You fake gag and he laughs.

[bonny-kookoo]

Under Your Skin (JJK x Reader) | 🔞

Pairing: Tattoo Artist!Goth/Punk!Jeon Jungkook x Secretary!Shy!Reader

Genre: Tattoo artist!AU, Badboy x Sweetgirl AU, Idk what else

Tags/Warnings: Ultimate goodboy Kook, He looks grr but is actually sweet, shy reader, smol reader, Kookers is WHIPPED, Also a tease, Dom!Jungkook because how could I not, Sub!Reader, Babygirl!Reader, Its not heavy on the whole ddlg-stuff but yeah they be having some vibes y'know, don't come @ me don't I'm not forcing you to read it lol, anyways moving on, because smut, yes I mean it's my content, and yall nasty admit it, slight hair pulling, manhandling also only a little, oral (f & m receiving), praising, mentions of emotional and physical insecurities, but Kook be supportive so we good, back to the nasty, body worship yes pls, biting, fingering, because why not, protected sex because we keep it clean in this household, light-hearted sex, kook being a romantic goof, yeah I think thats it?

Summary: Jungkook looks like absolute trouble; like one wrong look could set him off, and turn him into an absolute murderer. But oh well, ever heard the phrase 'Never judge a book by its cover'?

A/N: you might have noticed me only putting one emoji up top. I have decided to from now on only mark my adult fics with emojis (which is basically almost every single one lets be real). Also; stop reading my fucking fics if any of the tagged/warned things make you uncomfortable. I'm tired of everyone clowning in my inbox telling me how disgusting ddlg/smut content is. You can't even tell me you 'read it by accident' because that's why I'm always putting the cut underneath my fics =) so pls go finish preschool and then we can maybe shake hands. Maybe not. Covid and all. Yeah.

On the outside, Jeon Jungkook seems like absolute trouble.

He's working at a tattoo and piercing studio, dresses in all black, clattering chains and heavy boots always alerting everyone around of his presence. His long black hair is never truly tamed, his nails painted black, and his face expressionless most of the time. He's a talented artist and well trained piercer, always visiting conventions to keep up with the newest trends, styles, and equipment there is. He takes his job seriously- and is proud of it, knowing that he had proven his family wrong by now. They had been worried about him; especially his mother had scolded him that he shouldn't throw his time away trying to make it in a world of art many had already failed. But last year, he had finally invited them over to his rather nice apartment, showing them that he was living a good life, with nothing to really worry about.

Jungkook had made it.

Well, not quite.

Because as of currently, Jungkook had a new mission, a new goal.

"Ah, Jungkook!" You say, eyes sparkling as you smile at him when he enters the shop he works at. You had recently started to work there as well, since Taehyung was absolute shit at keeping files in order and track of schedules. You hadn't applied for the job specifically, that's at least what his coworker had told him- he had known you prior already, and was aware that you had wanted a change these days.

And Jungkook had been painfully crushing on you ever since you started.

"Your schedule for the week is already here- I uhm.. didn't put it on your desk cause, I didn't want to intrude your space and all.." You say, giving him a small black booklet where you always noted down his appointments. He appreciated it a lot- knowing how much of a hassle it could be to move dates back and forth just to somehow make it fit. You always made sure that he had enough time in between multiple daily pieces in case something took longer or less so you could make sure to be able to move things accordingly. You didn't want him to get overworked, you had said. He had smiled.

"Thanks- and you can go inside, no problem." He says, and you nod. "I know you don't make a mess, like someone else here." He says, hinting at Namjoon, who was known to be quite clumsy- yet a mastermind when it came to designing pieces he struggled with. Jungkook stayed at your front desk for a bit, making you tilt your head a bit, as you tried not to stare. He always took so much care of himself, you would have had to be blind not to see how attractive he actually was. But then again, you didn't get your hopes up- after all, he was nice to almost everyone around. "You've never been in there, right?" He asks, and you shake your head. You haven't been in his space at all- too scared to invade his privacy and making him upset in the process. "I mean- you got time right now? I can show you around." He casually tells you, and you look at your computer screen in front of you. Everything had been filed for today- so you probably had a bit of time to spare.

"Sure." You said, taking your phone and standing up from your chair, making sure to lock the pc so no one would accidentally make a mess out of your tabs. Or worse; close them. God knows all hell would break loose.

Jungkook had to really force himself not to let out any noise as you walked next to him.

You were so tiny next to him.

He wasn't that tall to be honest- with Namjoon and Taehyung both taller than him, he knew he was average at best. And for the longest time, he'd had a thing for tall girls, all elegant and confident. He still liked their aesthetic, yes- but now that he spotted you, he could really see the appeal of having a shorter significant other.

You were so cute.

You carefully stepped inside when Jungkook lifted the curtain that was used instead of a door, surprised to see how.. organized everything was. A little.. off- some things seemed to be randomly put somewhere, but in general, it seemed like everything had their proper spot. "I like to have it like this." He comments, and you nod your head to that, finally spotting his tattoo-gun. It was made out of purple steel- polished, and changing its hue depending on how you looked at it. It was absolutely beautiful, even though you had a rather limited understanding of these things. "Was a present from Taehyung last year." Jungkook says, sitting down on his chair. "I never asked- are you inked at all?" He asks, leaning backwards as you stand there a little awkwardly. "You can sit down somewhere, don't be so tense." He chuckles, and you look around, before you sit on the stretcher across from him. You shake your head, and Jungkook isn't surprised. Your pink converse sway back and forth as you sit on the stretcher, legs too short to reach the floor anymore as you rest your hands underneath your thighs; hem of your dress revealing more of them than he can usually see.

"I don't have any tattoos yet, but I've been talking to Namjoon about it." You said, and Jungkooks saliva tastes a little bitter at that. He doesn't want to pout or give away that it's bugging him at all that you're not talking to him about it- but he fails miserably. "Namjoon actually said I should talk to you about it, since the style I want fits you best." You say, and he can't hide his smile, bunny teeth on full display as he leans forward a bit.

"You'd let me tattoo you?" He asks, and you shrug, before nodding. "What do you have in Mind?" He instantly asks, not even bothering to hide his excitement.

If only you knew that it's because of you; and not just because he's gonna be the first to ink you.

You've both agreed on a design you want, and Jungkook can't deny that he thinks it's absolutely perfect on you.

"Are you scared?" Jungkook asks you as he prepares everything, his sweater's sleeves rolled up, revealing his own body art to you, as well as some bracelets; one that you recognize as the wooden-bead bracelet you had gifted him last year for his birthday. It was weird to see him wear it.

"I.. no. Just nervous." You say. "I'm worried I might cry and make a fool out of myself." You say with a laugh, and Jungkook chuckles, placing a reassuring and warm hand on your upper arm.

"It's fine. I've seen grown man cry like kids on this stretcher before." He casually says. "Don't worry; I won't think any less of you just because of some tears." He says with a smile, and you nod, turning your head to look at his room's walls instead; covered in drawings, sketches, and pictures of finished works he was most proud of. "Do you want anything to hold onto?" He asks, as he starts to shave the skin of your thigh to make sure he can work as best as possible. He's so into his work, so concentrated on doing everything perfect, that he doesn't even take much into account that you're laying in only your panties and oversized sweater; skirt neatly placed on a chair in the corner of the room, to get it out of the way.

"It's fine" You mumble, although you really want to. So instead you curl your fingers around the fabric of your sweater- something that doesn't go unnoticed by Jungkook, who decides not to comment on it for now. He simply throws the one-time razor away as well as the tissues used to clean your skin, before he carefully places the tracing paper onto where he seems fit.

"I think it would look great right here." He says lowly, carefully removing the paper to reveal the lines he's gonna trace with his gun in a few minutes. "You wanna look at it again?" He asks, and you shake your head. "Alright." He says, before he gets up and walks out his room; only to return with your small squishy and round unicorn plush that's usually sitting on your desk. "To hold onto." He winks, and you chuckle at that.

Jungkook really pays attention.

"So, Taehyung has told me you're a bit younger than me." Jungkook says to start casual chit-chat, trying to help your nervousness as his tattoo-gun starts to buzz to live. "Only a Year if I remember correctly." He says, and you nod.

"Yeah.." You say, and can't hide your dissapoinment flooding your voice. Jungkook, until now, only had relationships with girls older than him. He's even said before that he just likes having someone older than him around- which made you even more nervous around him.

"You sound upset about that." He chuckles, and gently holds onto your thigh as you jump a bit when he first presses the tip of the gun down. "Sorry. I'll be gentle." He lowly tells you, and you swallow.

Not the time Y/N, not the time.

"Uhm.." You say, fingers digging into the squishy plush in your hands. "I.. there's someone I like, but he.. only likes older girls, so.." You say, and Jungkook glances at you. You're already interested in someone? He continues to trace the lines, wiping afterwards to get the excess ink and blood off. "But I mean, then again I don't think I have a chance with him anyways." You chuckle, and Jungkook can't help but shake his head. Even if you're interested in someone else, he shouldn't let you have thoughts like that.

"Highly doubt that." He says. "If he doesn't see you, he's blind." He tells you, and you giggle, glad that he's able to make you feel a bit better about everything. "I'm serious." He says, and you nod at that, watching his inked arm flex every now and then as he draws with absolute concentration; black facemask hiding half of his face. You can see the way his eyebrows furrow, eyes fixated on his work as he moves with absolute routine. "Do I know the guy?" He casually asks, before he dips the tip of his gun in the tiny pot of ink again.

You don't know what to say.

He looks at you for a second, and decides not to dig. "You don't have to tell me. Sorry if I seemed nosy; didn't mean to." He apologizes, and you shake your head to let him know its fine. It's quiet for a moment afterwards, only the buzzing of his gun and your occasional whine of pain. "Sorry; it'll hurt a bit more now since I'm getting close to your inner thigh- that's always a little more sensitive." He comments, and you really hope he doesn't pay much attention to your panties.

When you can see his eyes stick to them for a second, you really want to just disappear.

He doesn't comment on it though. What is he suppsosed to say? He really doesn't want to make you uncomfortable, and considering that you already have a crush on someone else, he doesn't want to get himself in too deep as well. He simply works away, finally finishing the thin and delicate outlines of your piece- the first step, before he will see you again for color and shading. He finally connects the last line, and doesn't think twice about what he says next.

"Good girl."

It takes a second that feels way too long for the both of you to register the words, and Jungkook quickly occupies himself with turning off his gun and cleaning up your skin and his workspace to get the awkwardness out of his room. You try to instantly stand up, but his palm holds onto your leg- silently ordering you to stay put, which you do. He rubs something over the piece, before he gently lifts your leg to wrap it. "I'll give you a bottle of lotion for it. Leave that bandage on for.. I'd say until tomorrow morning at least. Afterwards, apply the lotion everyday to help it heal properly." He lectures you with a gentle voice, before letting you sit up.

"Thanks." You say, grinning eagerly at the now hidden artwork on your leg. Jungkook chuckles.

"We're not done yet, but I'll take it." He says. "I uh.." He starts, as you jump off the stretcher and go to take on your skirt. "uhm, you up for some fast food?" He asks, a bit hurried, before he can chicken out again. And he hates himself for a moment, because you had literally told him just half an hour before that you already had interest in someone else. But maybe you were too innocent to get his innuendo, maybe you wouldn't get that he was asking you on a date-

"Like a date?" You ask, and he really wants to hit himself.

"I mean, if you want it to be?" He says, swallowing as he averts his gaze, a sight very weird. His hand runs through his hair, chain around his neck and piercings on his ears clattering against each other and making sounds as he moves, his combat boots nervously tapping the floor a little. "It doesn't have to be.. I know you're already-"

"I'd love to." You say however, now fully dressed again, as you grin with your bright sparkling eyes.

And Jungkook feels like he's won the lottery.

It's your third time laying on Jungkooks' stretcher like this- waiting for him to work on your art, finishing it today. But the energy is different.

Things are different between you two in general.

After some casual movie dates and rounds of overwatch, Jungkook had admitted to you that he had a crush. It was rushed, while he was driving, so he didn't have to look at you and instantly get hit by your reaction. But then, you had told him that you felt the same- and the two of you agreed to let things process from then on. Whatever would happen; you would let happen.

And Jungkook was starting to flirt with you.

It was a little weird to get close to him like that. While everyone seeing you two was a little taken aback- with your dresses and skirts, and colorful and almost childish personality, he seemed like the absolute opposite- quiet, all dark and dangerous while carrying your milkshake so you could put your phone away into your purse.

"Alright doll, let's finish this." He said with newfound enthusiasm, winking at you as you laughed at his demeanor.

"You seemed more excited than me!" You say, and he chuckles. "You're really desperate to have me gone?" You say in a playfully upset tone, and he simply huffs out a breath, before cockily looking at you for a second.

"That's not true." He says. "I'd just rather have you laid out somewhere else than in my studio, that's all." He casually says, and you shut your mouth at that, cheeks red as he laughs at your cute display of embarrassment. He routinely prepares your skin, before he starts his gun. "Too much?" He asks, and you know he's not talking about the pressure of his ink filled gun on your skin.

"No-" You start, and he now seriously speaks to you, voice a bit muffled through his facemask.

"Please tell me if I ever make you uncomfortable." He says. "You're not upsetting me if you tell me I'm going to far." He says, and you nod, knowing that he now needs a proper answer. Jungkook is way more attentive and romantic than people may think he is. He's a gentleman pulled out of a dictionary- careful and gentle with you, and always keen on getting to know you for you, and not for the person you like to portray yourself as. He wants to know what you like, what you don't like, what you dream of, and what you hate about yourself.

"Don't worry- I will." You say, watching him work on your skin. "Jungkook?" You ask, and he hums a reply to let you know he's listening. "Is it okay if I sleep?" You ask, and he chuckles.

"Didn't I tell you not to stay up for too long before I left yesterday?" He teasingly retorts back to you, and you pout at him- with no hard feelings behind it. He had left last night after eating with you for dinner at your place; and he did indeed tell you to go to sleep a little earlier since he knew you would have an early shift today, opening up the store. "I'm really tempted to say no." He says, eyes now on your skin again as he dips the tip of his gun in a pot of color. "You know, as punishment for not listening." He mumbles, and you almost don't catch it.

Almost.

"Jungkook?" Taehyung stands in his doorway, finally finding him sitting at his desk. "Oh?" He says in a surprised tone, spotting your sleeping figure on his coworkers lap- head resting against the inside of his shoulder, with your arms around his middle.

"Yeah?" Jungkook asks, not at all shy or fazed by the fact that Taehyung is looking at you. "What is it?" He asks again, as Taehyung smiles, giving the younger man his small booklet that you usually give him every morning.

"Nothing left for today." He said. "Just wanted to tell you good work and send you home." The older one explains, zipping up his own jacket. "Guess she'll be coming with you?" He asks teasingly, but Jungkook doesn't bite the bait at all.

"Yeah. Don't burn the house down while we're gone, you two. " He says, slipping the booklet into his pocket before he pats your back. "Come on doll, let's go home." He tells you, waking you up at least enough to put on your shoes and lead you out the store to his car.

He buckles your seatbelt as the engine comes alive, radio playing its tune softly in the background as he drives you home. "You awake doll?" He asks, and you nod your head, turning towards him with barely open eyes. "You haven't had anything proper to eat today, so I'll make us some ramen at my place, ok?" He asks, and you nod, before your eyebrows scrunch up. "What is it?" He chuckles, and you now grow more awake.

"Wait- but if we eat at yours then you're gonna have to drive me home late." You say, and he shrugs. "Noo, Kook, what if you crash the car because you're sleepy?" You tell him with a whine, genuinely concerned for him, as he has the audacity to laugh. "Kookie, it's not funny I swear to god-!" You say, and he apologizes.

"I mean." He starts, casually dropping what he had wanted to ask you for a couple of weeks now. "You could always just stay over." He tells you, and you look at him, meeting his gaze at the red light he stops at, his head turned towards you for a moment until the lights turn green again.

"We.. would have to stop at mine so I could get some stuff though.." You mumble, and Jungkook looks at you with newfound enthusiasm, setting his turning lights to enter a different road.

It's in a parking lot that you first unintentionally confront him with your biggest insecurities and flaws.

You've tripped over a stray stone you didn't see laying on the ground, leading you to fall onto your hands and scraping your knees open. Just like any normal human being, you dust yourself off, instantly hoping that Jungkook inside the shop hadn't seen you fail at something so basic as walking. You had carried some of the items you two had bought into the car while also returning the shopping cart while he had payed- and by the look on his face, he had definitely seen you.

He wasn't laughing, or hiding his grin, or anything alike. He looked concerned, taking his card back from the cashier before walking out the store, jogging towards you, who sat in the open trunk, ready to get laughed at. Even though somewhere deep in your mind you didn't think he would, past experiences had led to you now having that fear, no matter with whom. "Are you okay?" Jungkook asks, looking at you as he squats down to take a look at your bleeding knees. He reaches into one of the shopping bags, taking out a water bottle and a pack of tissues, before he wets it, one hand holding your leg by the backside of your knee, while the other carefully cleans the small wound. "You gotta be careful Baby." He chuckles a little- nothing like the laughter you had expected.

"I'm fine." You say, not looking up at him.

"It's okay to cry, you know?" He says, and you stay quiet, trying not to breathe too much as you desperately hold them back. "I won't laugh." He promises, deciding not to look at you as to give you a bit more space.

"People will stare though.." You quietly murmur towards him, and he finishes his job, before he goes to throw the now used tissue away in a nearby trashcan. When he returns, he's taking his jacket off, the item way too large on your form as he throws it over you, pulling the hood up as you look at him for the first time since your little accident, eyes sparkling with unshed tears when he pulls the sides of the hood towards him a little. "There." He says, a reassuring smile on his face. "Now no one can see you but me." He tells you. "And I will never, ever, laugh at you." He promises, and pulls your head against his chest, as you start to let go.

He really hates to see you cry- but he's glad that you're letting him in enough to let him see you this way.

Jungkook is frustrated.

He tries not to really show it, because he doesn't want to blow up in your face like that, but then again, you're kind of the reason he feels the way he does. Because even though he thought you both had a genuine connection, you're yet to let him touch you.

And not just hugging and holding hands.

It's not that he's impatient- its because he knows you, at one point, wanted him that way as well. But something happened, something he didn't notice, that made you take ten steps backwards from him. You seemed to be retreating, giving up, and he has no idea what he had done to make you react that way.

As far as he knows, he had done everything right.

But then he sees them; the messages sent back and forth between you and Hana, a returning customer at the shop- well known to flirt with everyone around here. Jungkook himself had actually considered hooking up with her once a year back, simply to make her shut up, but then again, he wasn't into one-night-stands. And she had never truly been his type anyways.

'Ah yeah, just re-schedule that then, I don't mind at all! Just make sure we have enough time together, since we haven't had time to catch up on things recently, if you know what I mean.' She had sent, a week ago; exactly the timeframe you had started to distance yourself. He knew he shouldn't look into it, but then again- this was his business too. He had the right to know.

'Sure? I can give you an appointment at around 4 PM then, so you'll be the last one. Would that be okay with you? Again, sorry for re-scheduling on such short notice.' You had written, and Jungkook can't decide if you had been oblivious to her implication (which was bullshit), or if you were simply too polite to call her out. But it's the next messages that make him fume.

'Again, no troubles. As I said, I only care that its Jungkookie, I don't really trust anyone else with my body that way ;). 4 PM is perfect, you guys still close at around 6 PM right? He's got skilled hands, I'm sure we don't need much more time, if you know what I mean.' she has the audacity to write.

But its your answer that makes him fume.

'Good to know.'

"Jungkook?" You say, looking at the screen, as you suddenly dash forwards, trying to shut the screen off- as if that would make any difference. But he catches your wrist with ease, holding it in his palm as he looks at you.

"Do you think I'm sleeping with her?" He asks, and you try to escape his grasp; and he lets you, staying at your workspace however as he keeps you locked in place with his gaze. "Y/N." He urges, making you look away from him.

"It's none of my business." You say, shrugging. "I.. No, it's-" You start, but he cuts you off.

"No, finish that sentence. 'No' what?" He says, and you've never heard him talk like that.

"I just.. didn't think you'd.. do that." You meekly say, murmuring it as he tilts your head gently upwards to look at him; his face now more relaxed as he softly smiles.

"That's good that you think that way." He tells you. "Because I don't do that at all." He says. "She likes to start drama all the time- was probably bitter I turned her down so much. You know what?" He suddenly says, turning towards the screen as he clicks to change the account, opening his own Inbox as he starts to write an E-Mail.

'Appointment is cancelled, be glad I'm not suing you for defamation. JK.'

"Jungkook-" You say, trying to get him not to send it- but it's already gone. "Why would you do that? Just because I misunderstood?" You whine, and he chuckles, shutting down the system as he looks at the clock, signaling that it's closing time.

"No." He says. "But because I don't want her around anyways, and this gives me a proper reason." He tells you, ruffling your hair as he looks at you. "You coming?" He asks, and you nod, taking your bag and coat before following him out the shop.

In the car, you finally speak up. "Jungkook?" You ask, and he hums out a reply. "Do you.. think I'm attractive?" You ask, and he clears his throat at the unexpected question.

"I- what?" He asks, unsure what you mean.

"Just.. Namjoon said, that he thinks you.. see me as a friend only? Because I'm nothing like the girls you dated before.. If I misunderstood something here then Oh my god-" You start to ramble, and Jungkook laughs suddenly.

"You think I'm not into you?" He asks, and you shrug. "Of course I want to fuck you doll." He casually comments, and you can't help but feel your cheeks redden. "Wait- did you really think I didn't?" He asks, face showing genuine horror as he looks over at you.

"I mean.. you never really initiated anything so I thought.." You started, and he groans out.

Thank god you're staying the night.

"Looks so pretty, does it?" He hums out, palm running over the tattoo on your thigh, delicate lines and well-placed shadings complimenting the colors perfectly. "You know why I love it most?" He starts, hand suddenly gripping the flesh for a moment, before he pulls you closer on his lap by the small of your back. "Because that's mine." He says, before he leans in, placing an open mouthed kiss against your pulse. "The ink that's under your skin, the design, the idea-" He mumbles against your skin. "And the body it's drawn on." You whine at his tone, dark and low, as he urges you back and forth on his clothed thigh- your panties suddenly feeling uncomfortable. "Isn't it like that, baby?" He asks, and you nod, furiously, and he chuckles. "Hm, you seem out of breath baby.." He grins at you, like a predator.

"Jungkook.." You whine, not knowing what you're asking for.

He wordlessly moves, helping you lay down on his bed before he crawls over you, his lips instantly attached to the skin of your neck, hands helping you out of your dress wordlessly, as he can't help but let his gaze linger on your body for a moment. "I can't believe that-" He says, pulling off your overknee socks. "-you'd ever think of yourself anything less than perfect." He says, placing a gentle kiss to the colorful image now forever placed under your skin by his skilled hands. He continues to display his affection over your skin, wandering over your stomach up to your chest, where he playfully bites just above your breast. He struggles with the front of your bra for a second, unsure how to open the undergarment without breaking it, as you help a little; letting them spring free. But only for a moment.

Because in the next, he's got them in his hands, palms gently moving over them, feeling their softness as he groans. "You're so sweet." he comments, as he finally kisses your lips, smile interrupting him every now and then. "So soft." Another kiss. "So delicate." Another one. "And all mine, yeah?" He asks, and you nod, smiling as he grins back, the expression making him look so young and carefree you can't help but wonder how anyone could ever think he's a bad man.

He's anything but.

He's so careful touching you, so delicate in moving his palms over your skin, as if its the most divine thing he's ever felt. He's still smiling, as if in a trance, while he can't stop kissing you. Your hands move into his hair- way softer than you thought it would be, and he groans into your mouth at the feeling of your fingers running over his scalp.

There's no urgency in anything he does.

He slowly moves again, hands opening your legs for him as he sits back on his heels, playfully pulling you closer by the backs of your knees, making you giggle. "You sound so sweet baby." He tells you, innocently, as if he's not currently placing his hand onto your center, ring finger collecting your already leaking wetness before he spreads it, moving his thumb over your most sensitive bundle of nerves while his ring finger enters you slowly. You whine at the feeling, not enough to get you as riled up as you'd like to be. Also; this is the first time you're genuinely experiencing foreplay. You don't know what to do- and Jungkook seems to pick up on that. "You good?" He asks, and you nod.

"I.." You say, breathless as he tilts his head, smile still present on his lips. "What should I do?" You ask, as his eyes widen.

"You?" He wonders, before he stops for a moment. "Don't tell me- this is your first time?" He asks, now genuinely worried he might've gone too fast.

"No.." You admit. "But uhm.. no one's ever, like.. you know, what you're doing.." You say, and that's when it clicks for him.

What kind of guys did you date before him that never gave you any attention like this? He's upset by it, but also weirdly cheered on by that simple fact; it gives him even more reason to make sure you'll get the most out of it. "Ah, I see.." He humms out, letting another finger stretch your entrance for him. "..well, I'm not like that." He explains, before he moves, face now close to your center- and you're unsure what he's going to do. "Trust me." He says, mumbles out, before his tongue places itself flat onto your clit, licking painfully slow as you move your hands over your mouth, trying to keep your noises in. "nuh-uh baby." He scolds, free hand pulling yours away. "Let me hear you." He demands, before he places his mouth back where it was.

Your mind is completely blank at this moment, the only thing you can really concentrate on being Jungkook, working you up so quickly you feel dizzy. It's new, and it's a little weird- but it's more than anything you've ever experienced before. And it brings you towards your end so suddenly you suddenly gasp out, back arching off the mattress as you grab at the sheets below, one hand grasping for Jungkooks, who lets you ride out your high to its fullest. "So pretty." He comments after wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, smiling at your blissed out state.

"Kook-" You say, moving as you sit up, less shy now that your brain is still clouded by pleasure.

"Ah- you don't have to." He tells you, but you shake your head, and he lets you. He slips out of his clothes, finally bare, and you would've taken time to look at all the different pieces of art decorating his body- if it wasn't for his cock, red and ready in front of you. Usually, you would've let your insecurities and doubts get the best of you. But this was Jungkook. And you wanted to really believe that nothing you would do could ever be judged by him. So there was no hesitation as your hands reached out for him, gently moving, before you took him in, your lips wrapping themselves around his tip, before you moved downwards, fitting as much as you comfortably could. Meanwhile, Jungkook himself was steadying himself with one hand on the mattress, while the other was buried into your hair, his own head thrown back as he closed his eyes.

Of course he had fantasized about this every now and then; but he had never thought you'd actually be comfortable doing it. And even if- nothing he could've imagined would've ever compared to the real deal happening. There was something absolutely mindblowing about the way that you handled him, your sweet and pretty presence looking so divine doing such a sinful act with him. He had to pull you off by your hair, gently, because any more, and he would've been a goner. "G-Good god baby." He chuckles, pushing you a bit so you were on your back again, reaching for his bedside table to search for a condom. "I swear to god if I- HAH!" He tells you in victory, hands making quick work of opening the foil package and wrapping the safety over his length. "I swear I would've run out butt naked to buy one if I wouldn't have found this." He says with a grin, making you laugh.

"That's weird." You comment, and he chuckles, entering you slowly as to not hurt you, his breathing labored as he still kept the lighthearted energy going.

"You think?" He asks, and you nod, giggling as your eyes close, the feeling of him filling you up too good to keep them open. "Hm no." He said breathlessly. "Would've probably put on some pants maybe." He says, before he starts thrusting. "Doesn't matter if it means I'd get to fuck you." He says, and you giggle again.

"Kook!" You scold him, and he still continues to thrust into you, exhaling forcefully as he kisses your neck.

"What?" He whines high pitched as if to imitate you.

"Be serious!" You tell him, but can't help your own smile either.

"Oh, why though?" He says. "We're making love, not war baby." He whispers into your ear, and you still laugh at it.

"I can't believe you!" You complain playfully, moaning out when he suddenly thrusts with more force, obscene noises now interrupting you two as he picks up his pace, clenching his jaw.

"And-" He starts. "I can't believe how fucking good you feel." He presses out, hand now reaching between the two of you as he brings you towards an earth-shattering orgasm, making you mewl as you can feel yourself bursting. "Good girl!" He praises, watching as you squirt all over him, his own orgasm hitting him soon after as he grunts out, finally slowing down until he stills completely, his mouth attached to your neck to place gentle kisses and teasing bites near your pulse point.

"I love you." He mumbles out, and your eyes sting.

Because yeah, you love him- you absolutely do, but hearing it from him, hearing it in such an honest and warm-hearted tone, having this final proof of his own feelings towards you, makes you emotional. "Baby, why're you crying?" He chuckles out of breath, wiping your tears as you smile, and finally look at him with glossy eyes.

"Cause I love you too." You say. "So much."

And he can't help but grin at you.

You really are the sweetest thing.

You watch as Hana walks out of Taehyungs studio, arm wrapped up in clear foil as she walks towards your counter, pulling out her purse. "Taehyung agreed on 345." She says, until Taehyung yells another number out of his studio, making her eyes roll. She wasn't supposed to come back- but Taehyung had agreed to finish her piece at least. "Alright, here you go." She says, watching as you counted the money. "Does Jungkook work today?" She asks, and you nod. "I'm just gonna go say hi then. You can finish the receipt yeah?" She says overly sweet, and you're about to tell her that Jungkook doesn't want anyone entering without his permission, but he's already walking out his studio, black sweater and silver necklaces on full display as he walks towards you. "Jungkookie!" Hana exclaims, but her face drops almost chomically as she watches Jungkook walk up behind you, placing a kiss on your bare shoulder as he looks over it onto your screen.

"Oh, looks like I'm done for the day. You need anything Hana?" He asks innocently, one hand on your desk while the other rests on your chair behind your back.

"I- just wanted to apologize for uhm.. the emails. I didn't know you'd read them." She says, and you slowly close all programs, while Jungkooks humms out something.

"Yeah, I figured." He says, before he shakes his head. "As I said, I'm letting it go. No hard feelings." He says, shrugging, before he walks towards his studio again, stopping in his tracks for a second. "Ah, baby, can you text Jin-Hyung and ask him if we can come now? I'm actually starving I swear." He says, and you nod with red cheeks, pulling out your phone.

"Huh." Comes from Hana, as she takes the receipt from you. "I honestly.. would've never thought." She mumbles, before she simply leaves, without any more words.

Yeah. You would've honestly never thought either.

(c)Bonny-Kookoo. Please consider supporting me on Ko-Fi.com/bonnykookoo. Thank you for reading.

[justwonder113]

Midnight adventures

Matsukawa Issei x f.reader

WARNING: Angst to fluff, Slowburn, friends to lovers, mutual pining, kinda long and decent amount of cursing cuz I have no shame. Both reader and Matsun are kind of dumb.

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You loved him, you really did, even though he sometimes drove you out of your mind and made you want to bash his head against the wall. And he knew that. He knew what kind of effect he had on you and he was amused by it.  He knew just to push the right buttons, he knew how to rile you up.

You were like an open book to him, so of course he knew you had a crush on him from the start, and you knew that he was aware of your feelings. At first, you were reluctant and refused to admit having the slightest feelings for him, but after some time you accepted the fact and realized that at some point you made your feelings seem obvious. Well, he was your first actual crush, and you were inexperienced.

Your friends would also tease you a lot and at some point, they locked you two together so you could finally confess. It was after their match against shiratorizawa in the third year. That was the day you had your first kiss with him, honestly, you didn't know what happened that night, one moment you were arguing with him because he wanted to leave the team, you were basically yelling how amazing player and teammate he was and the next second you were kissing each other. You expected that after he would confess to you, but he never did. He acted with you like the kiss never happened and that really broke you.

Maybe that is why after all these years you decided to move away, both literally and emotionally. You spent all your high school years waiting for him, waiting for him to make a move, but before you knew it you graduated. You finished school not even holding hands with another boy because you thought he felt the same, you thought that maybe you could be together? But now you realized that it was all load of bullshit. Why did you have to go so far for a person who didn't care about you that much? Why did you have to hold back when he never said no to all the attention he got from girls? You knew that they meant nothing to him and that he only saw them as one-time flings but it still really hurt you. Did you even mean something to him?

You felt mad at yourself, you wasted all these years swooning over someone who didn't return your feelings. But the thing that angered you the most was that you still weren't over him. Your heart would still flutter like crazy whenever you saw him and as much as you hated it he looked better and better every time.  You also hated the fact that you couldn't blame him for all this pain, you couldn't tell that you were heartbroken because he didn't love you, that wasn't much of a reason. You were the silly one here. Why were you even surprised? He knew you for years as friends. He probably only saw you as a friend and considered the kiss as a mistake.

To be honest, he never did anything wrong, he always treated you warmly, and with respect, he liked to piss you off but he never really crossed the line, you couldn't blame him for not loving you. You guys kissed like one time, he probably regretted it and didn't want to hurt your feelings that's why he never brought it up after that. He gave you space. He didn't tell you in your face that he didn't return your feelings, he never broke your heart, you were just the silly one, clinging tightly to that miserable string of hope. You were the weak one for falling for him. It would have been better if he screwed up, if he told you that he could never look at you romantically, maybe it would make you feel a little better, your heart would break but you would get over it? But no destiny said that he had to be perfect.

When you moved away to University you promised yourself that you would start everything from the fresh page, you would work on yourself and no longer be that helpless girl who couldn't even get over her crush. You spent months working on your self-confidence and other issues, you spent countless time getting yourself into shape. Let's say you worked on yourself pretty hard. And it paid off, you had finished university and were about to start your dream job, you had gotten an offer many would dream of, you did everything you wanted, you even got in a few relationships, you should have been satisfied right? Then why didn't feel so? Why was there a feeling of emptiness inside your soul and why was no one able to fill it? It made you furious, after all these years, how could you not move on? Why did you Think about Matsukawa when you kissed other men? Why did you keep comparing everyone to him? What did he even do to deserve a permanent place in your heart? Your heart still kept beating like crazy and it's been what? years? you were in your twenties already, you needed to move on!

You were back in the city to celebrate your friends' victory over his rivals. Oikawa being the flashy person he is decided to throw the biggest party possible and now here you were. You knew you would meet him here, he was his friend as much as you after all, but you didn't expect it to hurt this much. As you said time really had done its job on him, he looked more mature now, he was slightly taller and definitely more muscular, he decided to grow his hair too, you always knew that he would look amazing with slightly longer hair, he had also gotten a few tattoos that were seen through his rolled-up black shirt. Man, did it suit him, the shirt was a bit tight fit and it really complimented his muscular form. The tattoos looked amazing on him and were these rings he was wearing? And piercings! And he had his nails painted black, Really life? He looked like your dream man, thank you very much for nothing!

You knew you would run into him today and you tried to look your best, you knew it was silly but you felt like showing off, but after seeing him you felt kind of self-conscious. You wondered if your dress was a good choice, you chose it as it hugged your curves perfectly and really complimented them but now you were wondering if it was too much. Was your hair alright? You hoped it didn't get frizzy. Oh god, why was everyone staring at you? Your lipstick didn't smudge, right? Even though you were having a war inside your head it simply washed away in an instant as you saw the face of your best friend who was grinning like crazy. You quickly headed to her and engulfed them in a tight hug. God, you missed themso much! You felt lucky just by having them in your life, and they really helped you get through with your issues,they were with you every step of the way and you couldn't be more thankful. If it wasn't for them and your friends you doubted you would be standing here right now. Even though you still felt self-conscious sometimes like now overall you were a pretty confident person who radiated power. Even when you felt weak you managed to look powerful. Maybe this was your resting bitch face? You didn't know. You felt thankful that he didn't notice you he was too busy talking with some woman, typical.

"I missed you so much! Can't believe I'm seeing you after all this time. I really missed you all. And meeting on an occasion like this we just have to celebrate our reunion, I knew Oikawa would beat their asses someday," you grinned proudly. "Okay, I'm getting carried away, I really missed you tho. We have to catch on, let's ditch your them later and have some fun!" You ranted as you occasionally squeezed your best friend who kept chuckling.

"Now now Y/N-chan, you just came back don't go stealing my friends from me!" Oikawa came out of nowhere and snatched your best friend away from you, you pouted but chuckled in the end.

"Can't make promises Flattykawa. And in my defense, I knew them longer." You teased and made a face at him, Oikawa fake gasped and clutched his heart a smile never leaving his face. You missed this idiot and his dramatic shenanigans so bad.

"Again with a nickname! Y/F/N-chan she's being mean!" Your friend only chuckled at Oikawa's childlike behavior and patted his hand.

"She has a point tho." Your friend teased along.

"Betrayed by you too! What else should I expect today?" He whined, you only chuckled and opened your arms.

"I really missed you, you dork! I'm really proud of you," you said sweetly, Oikawa immediately hugged you, you smiled at the familiar warmth, Oikawa has been like an annoying brother to you, you weren't used to not hearing his constant whining and antics even after all these years living apart from them.

"I really missed you too! Nothing's the same without you!" You smiled at Oikawa's warm comment. You were glad they missed you the same way you missed them. You really tried to visit as frequently as you could but it was hard when all of you were covered in work. Out of all third years, Hanamaki and Matsukawa stayed in Japan, you and others left the country for Universities. You felt really emotional, it had been such a long time without them...

"Look at her, hugging Oikawa and Y/f/n-chan first, don't mind me I'm just gonna stand here until you decide to acknowledge me. I thought we had something special Y/n, you're breaking my heart here." You heard a deep voice behind you, you smiled and turned back smirking.

"I would say she has her priorities set right? I mean it's me you are talking about,"Oikawa boasted, Your friend giggled.

"Missed you too Hiro," you grinned as you playfully hit his shoulder then hugged him. It was good to be home.

"Where's my grizzly bear?"  You asked as you searched the crowd for the angry spiky head.

"He's at the bar probably, Oikawa managed to talk his ears out already, he left a minute ago saying "I'm not drunk enough for this shit!" I'm sure he will be happy to see you." Makki smiled and wrapped his hand around your shoulder you smiled and leaned in on his touch. You had missed this so much!

You spent most of the evening chatting with people and having a nice time. Oikawa for sure knew how to throw a party, you even danced with some charming men. You felt uneasy tho, you and Matsukawa made eye contact a few times but none of you even moved to say something, you just smiled at each other awkwardly. Over the night you noticed how many girls approached him, well it wasn't surprising, he was a good looking young man, but you couldn't help but feel a tinge of annoyance on the inside. In the end, you tried your best to be your charming self. You talked to many different men and even danced with more of them, moving your hips passionately along the music. But you felt bored in the end. None of them were interesting, they didn't have a fire you wanted. How long were you going to be like this? Wasn't there someone who could I don't know sweep you off your feet?

Suddenly you felt overwhelmed, the alcohol was starting to kick in and you swayed your hips with a bit more passion, your best friend was next to you, Oikawa had left you two alone to have your time.

"You haven't talked to him right?" As always, Your friend guessed what was bothering you in a second.

"No, and I'm not planning on doing so. If he didn't think I were at least a little bit important than the girls he was talking to then I'm not going to interfere. I have self-respect. He didn't even bother to say hi." You rolled your eyes and chugged another shot, the alcohol mildly burned your throat but you were used to the feeling. You just felt like dancing and maybe even washing your worries away. You wanted to have fun, and you had a reason too, your friend won a gold medal and defeated his rivals! You decided to go and do another shot, getting near the bar, you noticed a familiar spiky head, you smiled and got closer finally sitting next to the buff man.

"Is this seat taken handsome?" You asked seductively, Iwaizumi's shoulders tensed for a second but he relaxed as soon as he saw your grinning face.

"Y/N!" He greeted you with a smile and got up, you were quick to wrap your hand around him.

"Good to see you, daddy." You grinned teasingly, Iwaizumi flushed immediately. You had a habit of teasing him, you often called him daddy because of his aggressive yes, but caring demeanor, and you really enjoyed it when he got flustered. Truth be told you were probably the only person who got away with teasing him without getting punched or kicked.

"God, when will you stop with the dumb nickname? People are going to get a very wrong idea, it's embarrassing," he grumbled and pointed to the bartender by his eyes, who was looking at you from time to time sneakily, he heard you and was shocked, you smirked and gave him a wink, making the boy blush harder. You smiled, as you eyed the boy he was definitely cute.

"I will stop when you won't have an adorable reaction like this," you teased, Iwaizumi only scoffed, but he didn't look mad.

"It's awfully early for you to start drinking, did Oikawa really talk your ears out?" You chuckled, Iwaizumi scoffed again but he looked amused.

"Unfortunately for me yes, I swear to God he never stops talking." You chuckled, it was such an Oikawa thing to do.

"Yeah, I'm glad Oikawa won, I'm sorry for your team but he did work really hard for it and really deserved it." You smiled fondly after noticing Oikawa dancing with your best friend over some cheezy song which probably he had chosen.

"Yeah, I'm glad too. You should have seen him tho, the all smug Oikawa crying nonstop like a baby after he realized he had won, well of course after they left the court, he was like Iwa-chan I did it!" Iwaizumi mimicked Oikawa's crying voice, you giggled. It sounded like Oikawa, "Don't laugh, who do you think had to stop him from crying? "Iwaizumi shuddered as you had a hard time holding your laughter. You had such a good time, you didn't even notice a pair of dark brown eyes observing your giggling form.

"Now all I can see is Oikawa clinging to you like a koala and crying his eyes out."  Iwaizumi only looked at you with an unamused face, making you raise your hands in defeat, the deadly aura didn't go unnoticed by you. Iwaizumi rarely lost his cool around you, but it didn't mean you were immune to his rage. "I'm only kidding, Iwa baby, please don't get mad at me." You lightly pouted as you made puppy dog eyes at him, he only sighed and took another sip from his drink, you smiled and ordered a drink, you visibly relaxed, you didn't feel on edge anymore.

You talked for a while, but unfortunately for you, Iwaizumi had to leave, apparently drunk Oikawa was somewhere causing some trouble. You found it suspicious that was too much even for Oikawa but you didn't question it. Iwaiizumi only grumbled in annoyance and left, being used to all this stuff. You, on the other hand, Made small talk with the cute bartender, he was really good looking and surprisingly very charming and smooth. You were quite drunk already and you were feeling needy, so now here you were making out with him in some empty hallway. He was a good kisser, but you still didn't feel any spark. You wanted to feel the same tingling sensation as the one you felt when you had your first kiss with Issei. The situation was not at all romantic as you said, Oikawa and others locked you in the lockers, to make up after you had a little fight. You bickered at each other for a while, well it was you who was really arguing, you were really mad at him because he was bringing himself down and planned on leaving the team, and you were trying to get to his scull how amazing he actually was and soon your lips were against each other and it felt like the most magical feeling in the whole world. You had never felt anything like that when you kissed others and today was no exception, unfortunately for you. You tried to take the lead in the kiss maybe to make it feel more enjoyable for you but before you could even try, a hand made the man separate from you. You opened your eyes to see Issei, who didn't have a very pleased expression.

"I have business with Y/N, so I don't know, get lost?" Issei said without any emotion. You looked at him dumbfounded. He didn't even bother saying hi earlier, what business would he have with you? The boy, Souma was it? Looked at you two before speaking.

"Dude what the hell we were busy!" He groaned as he glared at Issei, who didn't seem really fazed.

"Do I really look like I care?" Matsukawa asked plainly, You took the chance to straighten up.

"Listen here you little..." Souma stopped before he would go on, as he felt chills run down his spine under Matsukawa's cold glare. You sighed and straightened up.

"I guess it's pretty important, I will contact you later ok?" You asked sweetly, but you both knew you weren't going to contact him. You didn't even have his number and you hadn't given him yours. Souma grumbled and left leaving you with Issei.

As soon as he left you were quick to smack Issei's arm. "Dude, what the fuck?" He only looked at you, grabbed your arm, and led you through the hallway. "What's with the cockblocking? He didn't seem too bad."

"I didn't like him." He said like it was the most obvious thing. It made you feel mad.

"Oh sorry, next time I will choose someone you might like, for future references what type of boys are you into?" You snarled lightly. You wanted to break free from his grasp but it was too strong. Soon your back made contact with the cold wall, and you were caged between Issei's strong arms. You tried to protest but before you could even say a word his lips were on you. You didn't know how to act, your whole body went stiff but after a second you felt your body relaxing.

"God, you're beautiful." He said as he kissed you again, his big hands snaking around your waist. You were speechless, you didn't really realize what was going on. But your body felt like it was on fire. His lips kept brushing against yours just perfectly, your skin was burning hot under his touch. Your heart was beating like crazy, you only managed to whimper against him and he took this as a chance to deepen the kiss. You tried to keep up but it was physically impossible. His kiss was deep and passionate, kind of possessive too. You could feel all his lust through it. You moaned lightly, unable to control yourself. You put your hands on his chest, you could even feel his strong yet fast heartbeat, you pushed lightly, Issei took the hint and leaned back. He stared at you, admiring your beautiful form, you looked so pretty all flustered and breathless, he had wanted to do this for such a long time, for the whole night you had basically been teasing him and his patience was running thin.

"What came over you. I..." You didn't know what to say, you were so confused.

"Do you remember our random sneak outs in highschool?" How could you forget, you just lived for the tiny adventures you, Makki and he used to have at three am. Sometimes when Hiro didn't feel like coming, you would go with him instead. Eating ice cream or random junk food at three am on your special spot, you lived for it. Sometimes you didn't even talk for a whole night but still felt so comfortable. Your chest tightened again at the memory. But why bring it up now? This didn't explain all the raging questions you had.

You nodded your head quietly, looking at him through glossy eyes. "I do. Why?" Your voice was so weak it made you cringe. You didn't know, what was this about? Why bring it up now.

"Would you go on an adventure with me? I know it's Oikawa's special day, but Y/N I... We both know that we need to talk." You looked up at him with wide eyes, you had never seen him like this, he looked so serious and desperate too? Despite feeling all furious and all you nodded and let him lead you through the crowd and to his car.

"I will text him, he might get worried. But what should I say? Where are we even going? We're in Tokyo, don't tell me we're going to Miyagi!" You asked as you sat down in his car, you were confused, all this stuff was confusing you.

"No, I don't plan to take you to Miyagi, I was thinking of ordering a shit ton of junk food via drive-in and then taking you to the place I found earlier. Don't worry I'm sure you will like it." Issei assured you as he got in his car, started the engine, and started driving.

"Are you really trying to get on my good side via food? I'm really mad it's not going to be that easy." You furrowed your eyebrows, Issei huffed a laugh.

"Maybe I am? We both know that you will sell your soul to satan for a bag of doritos! If I keep your mouth busy while I tell you something at least I won't have to worry about you biting my head off," Issei pointed out like it was the most obvious argument while smirking proudly, you scoffed.

"I will hit you so hard after you stop the car, I'm not doing it now because I value my life. And besides, it's not about whether or not I will like the place. It can be next to a strip bar or some abandoned place, what's important is that you will say and you know that." You said as a matter of fact and turned away from him, looking through the window.

"I know." He sighed after a second, the atmosphere was heavy, opposite of what you were used to. You started liking Mattsun because things were easy with him and that it was full adventures, but now... You had to calculate everything you said, how you moved, how you looked at him, and stuff. When did it become so painful to be in the same space as him? And the stuff he wanted to tell you terrified you. What if he admitted that he never saw you seriously? That he only felt desire for you at some doing and nothing else. You didn't even know what made him act up today, did he have at least the slightest feelings for you or did he just found desirable in that tight dress? Maybe he just didn't like the face another man tried to take you away. Either way, anxiety was eating you from the inside. Your heart kept beating rapidly and your fingers actually hurt from playing too hard with them.

You were so lost in your thoughts you didn't even notice how he ordered and got the food. You only came back to reality only when he opened your door gently took your hand in his big one. "We're here." He helped you get out of it. The cold air immediately hit you, making you shiver slightly. "Here take this." He said as he put his jacket on your shoulders, it was so big you were basically swimming in it but on the contrary, it was really warm and soft and it smelled like him! Just perfect, you immediately snuggled in. Mattsun then took the food package from the backseat. He quickly locked the car and led you through again. You were now in front of a big clearly abandoned building, you hesitated for a second and tightened your grip around his hand, Issei looked at you, carefully examining your face."Are you feeling scared? I promise it's a safe place, I have been here. You still like exploring weird buildings like this right?" He teased lightly, squeezing back your hand. You only pouted.

"I do like exploring buildings like this, but when I said abandoned building I was joking you know that right? I like these kinds of places but not in dresses like this and especially not in high heels. I like being prepared to run from my life if there's a huge creep or some sort of monster, I don't know! And I haven't done something like that for such a long time, and we're not in Miyagi too, everything's new here!" You said as a matter of fact while playing with your hair, Issei only chuckled. You felt nervous. Before you could even comprehend what was happening Issei had already picked you over his shoulder. You felt like a sack of potatoes.

"Oh my god, Matsun what are you doing? Put me down!" You tried squirming away at the same time you clutched his shirt too afraid to fall. He started laughing, you felt vibrations through his back, you couldn't help but smile, you liked when he laughed.

"No way, I like carrying you and I have the best view too so no way princess."You could tell he was grinning while looking at your ass and it made you mumble in annoyance. You gasped when he spanked your bottom lightly, you smacked his back in response. "Do you like the view?"

"Shut up!" You whined, which made him chuckle harder. "Put me down, my dress is short!" You started wiggling again, but he had a death grip on you. You could feel the blood rushing to your face and at this point, you were not sure if it was from embarrassment, just having your head low and blood rushing to your head or just anger.

After a minute of him walking and you admiring his ass, he finally put you down. You looked around, the building was empty, there was no furniture and some of the walls were covered in graffiti. Other than that you enjoyed the place, it had a certain vibe to it. You wandered for a second, exploring the room. When you turned around you didn't see him, you walked around and eventually came out on the huge veranda. The sight made you gasp, Issei had laid the blankets on the floor and taken out the food, it looked so cozy! There were some pillows too. It was just like a little picnic, the dim streetlights also shone nicely with some fairy lights there and there and the sight in front of you of the night city was magnificent. Everything looked so simple yet so perfect.

"Okay, stop or I might have to actually marry you." You pointed at everything dramatically, you couldn't contain your smile. Everything looked like the pics you have seen on social media or in the movies. Issei smiled at you softly, you looked so cute all excited like that. His jacket really suited you too, you looked so perfect.

"I knew you would like this. I'm glad you actually agreed to come." He smiled and patted space next to him, you sighed and sat carefully, holding down your dress, it was short at it was you didn't want it to slide up too much.

"You knew I wouldn't refuse such tempting request, didn't you? I always liked our little adventures," you smiled fondly, recalling sweet high school memories.

You spent few minutes in silence watching the city, eating there and there, but it wasn't uncomfortable like before, your anxiety had calmed down a little too. You just sat there and enjoyed the moment. You didn't even notice when he took your hand but you didn't bother to take it back. You wished you could stay like this forever but you also knew it was wrong. You had to ask the question, even if hearing it could destroy you. You both knew that.

"Matsu, why did you kiss me earlier? I'm trying to understand what's going on between us but now I'm especially confused. Why did you do it? I thought you didn't like me," You were talking quietly, but in reality, it was really hard for you to contain your sea of emotions. Issei tightened his grip on your delicate fingers, neither of you bothered to look at each other in the eyes. He took a deep breath and started talking quietly.

"I don't know myself. I thought I had let go of you, I thought I was over you, but when I saw you again all feelings came crashing down on me again. You looked so breathtaking, I fell in love with you all over again. So pretty and all dolled up and this dress. God this dress, hugs you so perfectly on all the places I want to touch, I actually feel jealous of it. I want to rip it off and have you all to myself and never let go. I don't want to let go now that I tasted your lips again." He spoke lowly, his voice was raspy and it sent chills down your spine. " You are the most beautiful person here you know that right? You are probably the most beautiful person in the whole city, I think even in whole Japan or better the world!" Matsun kept going on and on setting your heart ablaze. You were mad, but at the same time, you were so at ease and felt so at comfort. It was like your mind and heart were battling each other and you had no idea which would win.

"I'm still really mad at you." You grumbled against his chest, Issei hummed and wrapped his hands tighter around your waist.

"I know and you have every right to." Issei hummed and pecked your hair, he then grabbed your chin lightly and made you look at him. "I'm really sorry Y/N, all I have been doing is to cause you pain. It was never my intention. I love you, god, I love you so much! I know you will be better without me. You can find so many who are way better than I am and would treat you like you really deserve. And I thought I came around with the fact that I wouldn't be the one to have you in the end. I always knew that. That's why I never made any kind of move on you. When you entered the party you looked like a different person. You were the most beautiful person I have ever met, you looked so confident and comfortable in your own skin and most of all you looked so happy! I didn't want to come to you and ruin it. I felt so proud too, you achieved so many things! God, you don't know how proud I am to even know you!" Matsun kept going on and on, you haven't even heard him talk this much in a row, he was always a man of few words. He looked so desperate too, and the way his voice broke, killed you too. You had known him for years but you still never had seen him like this. Honestly, You had no idea what to do. You wanted to yell at him and comfort him at the same time. You tightened your grip around his hand, your knuckles were starting to whiten but you didn't care. You wanted for him to know you were listening, that you were there.

"Matsun, I..." You tried to start but he interrupted you.

"Please let me finish." The tone of his broken voice immediately made you shut up. "I know it was my own choice to let you go, and I really thought I was fine with that but when I saw you... When I saw you something like snapped in me. I tried to take my mind away, I kept talking to this women to keep my mind off of you, but how can I pay any attention to these peasants when a literal goddess has taken over my heart? And when I saw you kissing that asshole I almost went feral! I would have murdered him if I had a chance. He was touching the one I basically find sacred so disrespectfully, I almost lost my mind. Then I got you to myself I couldn't help but kiss you. Your lips always look so welcoming I couldn't help myself. And I want to do it again and again. I don't ever want to let go. I miss you like crazy! I don't know if I can be apart from you again. I... God, I sound so pathetic, I don't even understand what's happening with me. I covered this place with blankets and stuff you love because I hoped you would come to another adventure with me. Funny thing is that I wasn't even planning on asking, I don't know how we ended up here. I thought I would end up coming here all alone, wallowing myself in self-pity again. I know I don't deserve it, and I know that everything's my fault and my fault only and I would understand if you don't want to have anything to do with me, but could you give me another chance? I don't think I can last any more minute without you. I miss you so much it actually hurts."

Matsukawa looked at you with pleading eyes, and before you could even comprehend what was happening, you were getting in his lap and were kissing him like there was no tomorrow. He was startled for a second, he clearly didn't expect you to have a reaction like this but he wasn't against it at all. In fact, in a second, he was the one taking the lead and deepening the kiss. His hands digging in your hair while you slid yours through his hair. He would have continued doing so before you leaned back and broke the kiss. He looked at you half dazed. You were quick to bring him back to his senses when you harshly smacked his head.

"That hurts!" He complained, which made you more fueled up and now you punched his shoulder.

"That's the point of hitting! I want it to hurt you asshole!" You yelled. "You know you're a huge fucking idiot right? What's with this bullshit about not being worthy to be next to me? If I didn't think your ass was worthy I wouldn't have fallen in love with you! My taste in men may not be that great but I'm not stupid! I appreciate that you're thinking about my happiness or whatever, even though it's totally uncalled for, and thank me for not beating your ass further! But I get to decide what's good for me and what's not. To your surprise genius, that comes to dating too! I get to decide whom I want to date and fall in love with and in this case, it happens to be you, fuck it always has been you! I had some partners but I didn't love any of them, cause your caterpillar brow ass has managed and captured my heart, I always come to compare them to you, and guess what they're not you! God, you can be so stupid for someone who is supposed to be smart! I'm really disappointed Matsun and mad too! I want to beat your ass even further! God, how did you even manage to come up with this bullshit? I swear to god!" You kept grumbling while messing with Issei who looked like he was still in shock, his cheeks were dusted pink and you couldn't help but squeal on the inside from how cute you found it. You made Issei blush! That was an achievement for sure and such an adorable one too! But you couldn't back down now, you felt actually mad that he had such dumb thoughts like this, but on the other hand, you found it very endearing and cute. He was trying to protect you! And by the looks of it, he was hurting just as much as you. But the fact remained the same, he loved you. Your dream came true, he shared the same feelings! You felt so happy, you wanted to kiss his face till your lips fell off.

"You know you don't have to straight ass roast me right?" Issei tried to look offended but he was having a hard time hiding his grin, you smiled and pinched his cheek making him roll his eyes.

"Oh baby, I'm not even started. What did you think I was going to forget everything? And don't be mislead Makki can't even come close to me when it comes to teasing. You're in for a ride sweetheart, teasing is only just begging, maybe if you find a few ways to shut me up, and you know what I mean, I could keep quiet for a while, you could atone for your stupid ass mistakes with many kisses for starters. I don't know Matsu get creative. The point is you're stuck with me and you can't even run from me now you got it? No more bullshit like I don't deserve you and stuff like that," You said as slowly and as seductively as you could having your face close to his and occasionally brushing your lips against his. Still being in his lap gave you the perfect leverage and you just loved the way he was tightly holding your hips, to keep your bodies close. You felt complete after such a long time...

The hurt and all the emotions didn't wash away immediately obviously, you knew that your wounds would take time to heal, but now at least you knew Issei would be next to you through the journey and that was enough. You knew that now, that you had talked things through, maybe yelled from your side but still, you knew that you could overcome many things together. You just needed to voice your thoughts out.

"Wasn't even planning on it baby," he growled while he closed the distance between your lips again making you squeal a little. Yup, you just loved your little midnight adventures.

God, I can't believe I actually wrote over 6500+words. No wonder my eyes hurt like a bitch lol. Anyway, I really hope you will like it. If you have any kind of feedback please notify me. I'll gladly take some healthy criticism. I really want to improve my writing and I promise I will do my best. This is a firts work I have ever published on tumblr and I really hope you will like it^^

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Love and Leather /part twenty/

Word Count: 3.4k

A/N: Sorry it took a few days! I’m working on the next chapter as we speak. But look at us! I can’t believe we made it to 20!! Feed back is always welcomed!

Warnings: Language, drugs, drinking, super  angsty

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“You gotta go.” I told Nikki, putting my hand on his bare chest, gently shaking him awake, he groaned as he turned onto his side, “Five more minutes Doll.” He grumbled, making me roll my eyes. I used my strength, shoving him off my, making him land on the floor with a thud.

“That was uncalled for Van, what the fuck.” Nikki replied hastily, as he stood back up, and stretching. I rolled my eyes, watching him put his clothes back on, “What was uncalled for was you showing up here at three in the morning pestering me to give you a blow job.” I replied, sitting up against my headboard.

“I don’t remember you complaining when I was fucking you.” He replied, a smirk on his face as he crawled onto my bed, “Yeah whatever...are you going to Vince’s hearing later?” I asked, he seemed to be pondering on the idea.

“No, probably not.” I tilted my head to the side, “He needs your support, Sixx.” I spoke softly, running my fingers through his hair. “He’s fine without me. He has you and everyone else.” I gave him a small smile, “Plus I know you wanna see your ex.” Nikki said with a laugh as he got off the bed.

“Ha, cause that’s gonna be fucking wonderful.” Sarcasm oozed out of my mouth and he noticed it. “What even happened between you and him?” Nikki asked, and he hasn’t stopped asking about it since he found out who Julian was.

“I have to get ready for work.” I said while getting out of bed, avoiding his question. “I asked you a question Vanity.” He reminded me.

“I heard you...it’s just not any of your business, and I mean that in the nicest way possible.” I explained, my back was turned towards him as I was looking through my closet.

“Did he like cheat on you?” Nikki pondered. I exhaled through my nose, as I was getting frustrated. “Please don’t make me yell at you, it’s only nine in the morning.” I told him, turning around to face him.

“Okay princess, you get your way this time.” Nikki spoke, leaning over to put on his boots. “I’ll see you later?” I asked him, an arrogant smirk was on his face as he approached me, standing toe to toe with me. “I’ll let you know.” He replied, pecking my lips. “Well let me know so I don’t have another guy over.” I told him as he was walking to my door. I had a goofy smile on my face as he stopped and turned around.

“Well...I guess we’ll just have a threesome. Tommy and I have shared multiple girls together.” Nikki shrugged it off, “Just...go.” I said pointing to the door, “I’ll see you later, doll.” Nikki said, closing my door and leaving.

A few hours later it was the end of my shift. I looked up at the clock on the wall, seeing that Vince’s hearing was in about forty minutes,

“Alright I’ll see you at home.” I told Tonya and Lucia, as I took off my half apron, hanging it up on the wall. “Good luck” “Let us know how it goes later tonight.” They both gave me words of encouragement, I simply nodded and left the diner.

My mind couldn’t stop racing as I was driving over to the courthouse. I couldn’t get Julian’s face out of my head, I was hoping I would never, ever have to see him again the moment I left Texas...but yet here we are, it just proves the universe works in a crazy fucked up way.

I also couldn’t stop thinking about Nikki. I couldn’t comprehend why he wouldn’t want to be there for Vince, his so called brother. It really threw me off this morning. I was hoping Nikki would go so I could stay by him at all times and not talk to Julian. I pulled into the parking lot of the courthouse. I stripped out of my work shirt, putting on a blouse, I figured my black leggings were appropriate enough.

I walked around front seeing all the press on the stairs of the entrance, security was trying to hold them back as I noticed Doc was answering their questions.

I walked inside to see Tommy, Mick and Sharise talking among themselves, Julian to be no where in sight. “Where the hell is Sixx?” Tommy asked as he greeted me with a hug.

“I’m not sure, haven’t seen him since this morning. He said he wasn’t coming.” I told them, “That fucking prick.” Mick said while shaking his head disapprovingly. I looked at Sharise and gave her a smile, adding a sympathetic touch on the shoulder.

“I’m gonna go to the restroom before it starts.” I told Tommy, getting a nod of acknowledgment from him.

As I was in the bathroom, I splashed some cold water on my face, then combing my fingers through my hair. Maybe I wouldn’t even have to make small talk with Julian. Maybe I could watch, see what’s gonna happen to Vince and then bail before anything could or will happen. I don’t even know what I would say to him.

I checked myself one more time before walking out, “Oh, sorry I didn’t see you.” I ran into a guy, looking up at him, my heart sunk into my stomach, and then my stomach sunk into the lowest crevice in my body.

I stared at him. His dirty blonde hair was slicked back, his piercing blue eyes were as cold as ice, the corner of his lips were tugging into a smirk. I had a lump in the back of my throat, I couldn’t fucking breathe. It was like I looked into Medusa’s eyes herself and was turned to stone.

“Don’t be sorry sweet thing.” He said as he forcefully pulled me into a hug, not giving me any time to react. His arms felt like a vise grip that was squeezing the life out of me, one of his hands slowly reached down to give my bottom a slight squeeze. He pulled away from the embrace but kept a grip on the side of my shoulders, I wonder if he could feel how tense I was.

“Vanity, it’s so good to see you. I’ve missed you so damn much.” He told me, I couldn’t come up with anything to say, the overwhelming beat of my heart was all I felt throughout my body.

I felt so trapped in the corridor, we were just out of eyesight from Tommy and Mick, if I could just get to them I knew I’d be okay. “I...I need to get to them.” I said quietly, not daring to look him in the eyes.

“We can go together.” Julian replied, letting go of my arms and resting his hand on the small of my back as we walked over to them, I wanted to run from him, his touch made me sick to my stomach.

I had my arms wrapped around my sides, giving me my own personal hug as I felt so small and exposed to the world.

Why couldn’t Nikki be here?

“Look who I ran into.” Julian expressed as we walked up to them, “Now’s not the time for catching up.” Mick spoke out, “Hey, no need to be stressed, we got this alright?” Julian reassured, “Shut up, you fucking tot. You better know what the fuck you’re doing.” Mick retorted, a small chuckle coming out of me as Julian’s demeanor changed. “I do know what I’m doing, that’s why Vanity called me, right sweet thing?” He said, resting his rough hand around the back of my neck.

I moved away from his touch, looking at Mick with pleading eyes, thankfully he noticed, “Let’s just go.” Mick said putting his arm out and gently leading me away from him.

“He’s very touchy.” Mick leaned his lips into my ear, speaking softly, “It’s fine.” I told him as my skin felt like it was on fire.

We walked into the court room, Vince turned around, waving as best as he could with handcuffed wrists. Sharise was instantly brought to tears as Tommy tried to console her.

“I’m gonna kick Nikki’s ass when I see him.” Mick told me as we sat down in the back, shortly the session began.

I let out a huge sigh of relief as the judge got up from the chair, the jury shortly following. In some way, shape and form, Vince would be a free man after thirty days in the county jail, I couldn’t believe it. Julian had used his charm and his slick way with words to basically give him a get out of jail free card.

Vince was quickly allowed to give us all a hug before he was taken away, “Where’s Sixx?” He asked, I just shook my head and gave him a weak smile.

“I’ll see you soon.” Julian said to Vince, as Vince gave him a huge hug, thanking him without having to use his words because that would diminish his pride.

A police officer took Vince away, “How did you even manage that? Only thirty days? I don’t believe it.” Tommy was shocked as much as we all were, “What can I say? I have a way with my words.” Julian said, his eyes quickly darted to me, “Man, let’s go back to the house and fucking celebrate.” Tommy said, wrapping his arm around Julian’s broad shoulders.

“Common Van!” Tommy shouted, pulling me to his side as we walked out of the courtroom.

I wanted to leave. I wanted to be as far away from everyone as possible. I could slowly feel myself zoning out from the real world. Has time stopped yet?

“Vanity.” Mick snapped me out of my thoughts, gently tugging me away from Tommy, him and Julian continued chatting. “Are you doing okay?” Mick asked, a concerned look plastered across his face, “Yeah, I’m good Mick.” I said, putting my hand on his chest, giving him a reassuring smile.

I knew he didn’t believe me, as the same stoic look never left his face, “Y’know you’re a horrible liar...you haven’t been very good at it for as long as I’ve known you.” He replied, I bit my lip as I felt the unbearable lump in the back of my throat come to life again.

“I....Julian...he just...” Mick intently watched as I stuttered over my words. “It wasn’t good was it?” He questioned, finally I looked him in the eye, “It was bad, so fucking bad, Mick.” I told him, feeling the burning sensation in my eyes.

“I knew he would help you guys out, that’s the only reason I called him. I didn’t want anything to happen to the band.” I wiped my face with the palm of my hand.

“Vanity, fuck the band. Don’t ever fucking put your happiness aside for someone else, look at you. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Mick responded, but I was quiet.

“You let me know if he tries anything, you got it?” He warned, I quickly nodded. “Common dudes! Let’s go!” Tommy walked up to us as Julian was on the phone, steadily keeping his eyes on me.

*a few hours later*

“Give it up Tommy, you lost yet again.” I said, wiping the remaining beer from lip. Him and I have been shotgunning beers back to back, seeing who could finish first and like always, I always came out victorious.

“Fuck that, I’m not loosing to a girl.” Tommy said, putting another beer can in my hand.

“If I win, you gotta do coke off her tits.” Tommy said, pointing to the busty groupie that had been on his hip all night, “Fine, and when I win of course?” I questioned him.

“If you win, I’ll do coke off her tits.” Tommy replied with a boisterous laugh, there was never a dull moment with him, plus I think he would of done coke off her tits even if he didn’t loose anyways.

“Ready, set-“ She was interrupted when Nikki shoved her out of the way, taking the beer from my hand, “Hey dickhead! That’s mine!” I shouted, “T-bone, if I loose, I’ll do coke off of Vanity’s tits, and if you win you can do it to her.”

Both mine and Tommy’s eyes almost popped out of our skulls, “Um no you won’t!” I told him, “Wanna bet?” Nikki replied with a smile on his face, “Fuck yeah dude! You’re on!” Tommy agreed,

“Tommy!” I was in disbelief, but still trying to suppress my laughter, “Better start taking off that shirt Doll!” Nikki teased.

“Ready, Go!” Tommy chimed off as they both began to shotgun the beers.

Apart of me was wanting Nikki to win, but the other part of me was wanting Tommy to win because the dissatisfaction that Nikki would have would be priceless.

“In your fucking face T-bone!” Nikki yelled over the blaring music as he crushed the can and threw it at his bare chest. “Yeah, Yeah whatever.” Tommy replied giving Nikki the middle finger.

“A bet is a bet Van...chop, chop.” Nikki turned his attention me as he pulled a vial of white powder out of his pocket.

“You’re lucky we’re friends.” I told him as I took off my shirt leaving me in a red lacy bra. I hopped up on the pool table, laying on my back as Tommy and Nikki stood over me.

“Don’t make T-bone suffer, he can have some fun too.” I smirked, looking at Tommy whose eyes were as huge as a kid walking into a candy store for the first time.

Nikki put a line of coke across my chest, Tommy held one nostril closed as he snorted it off of me making a laugh come out of me. He trailed his finger across my breast to collect the remaining residue before licking his finger. “Fuck yeah dude!” Tommy yelled, running his fingers through his long curly hair.

Nikki gave me a smirk, he evened out a bigger line across my chest, he quickly snorted it up before dragging his tongue across my body to collect the rest of the dust, sending shivers down my spine.

I bit my lip, as his lips trailed up to my neck before putting them on my own and planting a kiss.

“Well what’s going on here?” I detached my lips from Nikki’s, tilting my head back and seeing an upside down Julian.

I pushed on Nikki’s chest to move away from him, sitting up from my previous position on the pool table. Nikki stood in between my legs, as he eyed Julian. They haven’t officially met yet. “Julian, right?” Nikki said, quickly looking at me. I gave him a nod of affirmation.

“Yeah man, nice to meet you.” Julian extended his arm to Nikki for a handshake. “Nikki.” He replied, firmly grabbing his hand.

“Vanity...does your mom know what you’re up too?” Julian asked, but I ignored him, “Yeah, man she knows only cause I told her myself .” Nikki laughed, placing his arm around me.

“So is he your boyfriend Vanity?” Julian asked, “No, even if he was it isn’t any of your business.” I snapped at him, turning my head to the side to look at him, but I immediately regretted it.

I saw that cold, unbending look in his eyes when I spoke out against him. As long as I had someone in between us, I could say whatever I wanted to him, right?

“So now you just let any guy touch you? When did you turn into such a whore?” Julian said, “Hey man watch your fucking mouth.” Nikki fought back, stepping away from me.

I quickly grabbed his arm as Nikki walked over to him, “Nikki, please don’t.” I begged him as I tried pulling him back.

“You’re sipping on my fucking booze, at my fucking party, getting a paycheck from my fucking band and you wanna disrespect my girl?” The bass in Nikki’s voice had dropped, and I was trying my best to keep him away from Julian. My eyes scoured the party for Mick or Tommy but I couldn’t see them anywhere.

“Your band would be dead if it wasn’t for me.” Julian said. I recognized the drunk anger oozing out of him.

“Nikki he’s drunk, he doesn’t know what he’s saying.” I told him, but his gaze was fixated on the man behind me.

“Your girl? Please...” Julian continued, his words were slurred, “She knows deep down, she’ll never be able to forget me. The way I made her feel, she ever tell you about me?”

I felt Nikki ease up a tad when I wrapped my hand around his bicep and stood next to him, “She doesn’t talk about you, so how about you tell me why she won’t tell me.” Nikki demanded.

“Alright man, I fucking loved her, I still do love her. And when she called asking for my help, I just couldn’t tell her no.” I rolled my eyes as complete udder lies escaped his lips.

“She was the the love of my life, I just wanted her to be happy with me. But she’s so accustomed to a certain life style, nothing I ever did was good enough for her, and God damnit Vanity I tried to give you the world.” I glared at him as he was lying straight to my face, but most importantly he was lying to Nikki.

“Back then, I didn’t have the money or the power her parents would want from a man to be with their daughter.....she was spoiled rotten growing up, some would call her a brat. But I still wanted her, and then I got her and that still wasn’t enough for her.” I scoffed, “Oh Julian stop fucking lying!!” I shouted at him, “Vanity.” Nikki sternly said my name, “Sixx, you can’t possibly start believing this absolute bullshit that he’s saying.” I replied, stepping away and gawking at him, but he didn’t say anything to me, instead his attention went back to him.

I couldn’t fucking believe Julian would stand here and feed him these lies. But then again, I could believe it.

“See Nikki, Vanity just loves to play the victim, it’s what she’s good at. I took a lot of her verbal abuse at times all in the name of love. And yeah I’m not gonna lie to you, we would argue sometimes, but I was never able to control her...her anger would just blow through the roof.” He continued with his charm, I could tell Nikki was buying this.

“And then one night I came home, and found her in bed with another man.” Nikki moved away from me, staring at me in disbelief. “You fucking son of a bitch!” I lunged at him, starting to shove his chest, “You lying fucking bastard!!” I screamed in his face, while grabbing his cup of scotch out of his hand, throwing the liquid in his face.

Nikki quickly grabbed me, pulling me away, “Let go of me! I’m gonna fucking kill you Julian!!” Nikki wouldn’t let me go as I was frantically trying to kick Julian.

I was seeing red at this point, “She was on top of him, his hands were on her body, she was moaning his name instead of mine in my own fucking house, in my bed.” I could see the hateful smile that Julian was trying to hide from Nikki.

“Knock it off!!” Nikki shouted at me as pushed me away from him. His whole attitude towards me has changed.

“No, no...Nikki.” I said, putting my hands on the sides of his face, trying to get him to look at me. My heart was fucking breaking for some reason, even if him and I were just each other’s casual hook up I couldn’t have him believing Julian.

“So you do hop from one guy to the next! Guess that was a fucking lie too!” Nikki shouted as he aggressively removed my hands from him. “No, no, no....Nikki he’s lying! He’s lying about everything.” I tried consoling him but to no avail.

“I thought you were different, but you’re the same as the rest of these fucking skanks in here.” Nikki growled, shoulder checking me as he walked past me, disappearing somewhere into the crowd.

My attention turned to Julian as he started laughing, “I guess I hurt your boyfriends feelings, huh?” Julian continued to laugh at himself, “You son of a bitch.” I said, raising my hand up to slap him. Almost instinctively, he grabbed my wrist blocking the hit, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. How about we go somewhere a little bit more private.” Julian said, his grip on my wrist becoming tighter as he dragged me away from the party.

[xiuhunsoo]

got tagged by @ilovkji to answer 85 questions about myself! thank you love! 

idk who to tag tho, i feel like i’m gonna annoy people :(((

last

1. drink – lemon iced tea

2. phone call – my dad today

3. text message – uh one of my best friends

4. song you listened to – f(x) ft zico - traveller

5. time you cried – sunday when i watched along with the gods with tawa

ever

6. dated someone twice? - haven’t even dated anyone once so no

7. kissed someone and regretted it – no

8. been cheated on – still no and if anyone ever does they have another thing coming

9. lost someone special – yes

10. been depressed – idk i never got it diagnosed with it but looking back on things i probably was for a while, i’m not anymore though only have some other mental shit going on 

11. gotten drunk and thrown up – nah, i stop before it comes to that point

fave colours

12. any shade of blue

13. dark red

14. dark green

in the last year have you…

15. made new friends – yes

16. fallen out of love – no

17. laughed until you cried – lmao 10 times already just this week

18. found out someone was talking about you – yes both in good and bad ways

19. met someone who changed you - oh yes

20. found out who your friends are - YEAH LMAO

21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list – no

general

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl – all of them except one nobody really uses facebook anymore so i never really added my internet friends and i never added strangers

23. do you have any pets – no :(((( 

24. do you want to change your name – no

25. what did you do for your last birthday – uhhhhh ohh i met three friends and we went to explore the city and got lunch together and then one of my best friends surprised me at home with presents and decorated it was really cute and we went for cocktails!

26. what time did you wake up today – considering i slept like 1-2 hours today and it didn’t feel like i slept at all idk when exactly i woke up

27. what were you doing at midnight last night - was on tumblr, was chatting with rina and was trying to write that luchen drabble for her

28. what is something you can’t wait for – the zoo trip on saturday, my bulgaria holidays in two weeks and netherlands trip with my dad and berlin + music bank in september!

30. what are you listening to right now – nothing, i feel like just listening to the city’s sounds outside my window rn

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom - not consciously no? maybe someone i only got briefly introduced to was named that, maybe that bf of a friend’s friend?????? i can’t remember

32. something that gets on your nerves – my dad filing his nails for HOURS on end (ok it’s minutes but sometimes he does it multiple times in an hour and it just.......why)

33. most visited website – tumblr lol

34. hair color – blue!

35. long or short hair – on myself? it’s chin length and sometimes a bit shorter

36. do you have a crush on someone – only if celebrities count, i don’t develop crushes easily and i only ever really had one, are feelings even real

37. what do you like about yourself – my hair! and my ability to make my friends feel loved and cherished!

38. want any piercings? – since i’m allergic to any earrings i never entertained the idea anymore so no

39. blood type – fuck if i know

40. nicknames – anna is already a nickname i suppose

41. relationship status – sehun is my husband idk what to tell you here

42. zodiac - taurus sun, sag moon, cancer rising

43. pronouns - she/her

44. fave tv shows – exo showtime, free! & yuri on ice, doctor who season 1-4, supernatural 1-3, some kdramas, idk my mind is blanking here

45. tattoos – none and idk if i’m ever gonna be committed enough for them, i love seeing others have or get them though!

46. right or left handed - right handed

47. ever had surgery - yeah but only a light one

48. piercings – used to have my ears pierced but i became allergic

49. sport – used to be in a swim club for 10 yrs and did zumba and step aerobic afterwards oh and i went to horseback riding lessons for a while

50. vacation – yeah i do that a lot lmao and want to do it a whole lot more

51. trainers – do converse count and i have iron man vans

more general

52. eating – idk i love different cuisines esp korean, pasta, cookies and desserts in general

53. drinking – tea and coffee and wine and raspberry mojitos keep me going

54. i’m about to watch – i feel like rewatching all my classics like hp, star wars and lotr

55. waiting for – saturday and my trips to bulgaria/netherlands/berlin

56. want – my exo lightstick to arrive on time for music bank 😬

57. get married - if my partner wants it? but i have no real aspirations for it myself? i never actively think about it at least

58. career – idfk i’m studying asian studies but i guess i’d need something economics like to get somewhere with that for my masters

which is better

59. hugs or kisses – hugs

60. lips or eyes - eyes

61. shorter or taller - i really don’t care but it’s hard to be shorter than me

62. older or younger - depends on the age gap lol

63. nice arms or stomach – arms.......but tummies...........idk i lov both

64. hookup or relationship – relationship

65. troublemaker or hesitant – hesitant

have you ever

66. kissed a stranger – no

67. drank hard liquor – yeah

68. lost glasses – no, though i forgot them once in my host family in china but they sent them via post to the hotel we stayed in next

69. turned someone down – yes 

70. sex on first date – idfk i’d lean towards no though..........

71. broken someone’s heart – yeah probably

72. had your heart broken – no

73. been arrested - no

74. cried when someone died - yeah

75. fallen for a friend - no

do you believe in

76. yourself – sometimes

77. miracles – not really

78. love at first sight – no, attraction at first yes but you cannot love someone that fast

79. santa claus – used to but i caught my mum in the act lol

80. kiss on a first date – yeah why not

81. angels – only if we count sehun as one

other

82. best friend’s name – rina 💖

83. eye color – blue, though it’s more turquoise i guess

84. fave movie – so many, i’m a slut for iron man tho ngl

85. fave actor – is it too cliché for me to say do kyungsoo also rdj and a bunch of others

[kpopisthereasonihavenolife]

Not Just Best Friends

Monsta X

Son Hyunwoo (Shownu)/ Reader [F]

Genre: Highschool AU!, Drama, Angsty/Fluff, Mentions of an unhealthy relationship (not w/ SN)

Words: 4.6k

I’M BACK (Kinda) I know I when MIA for a bit, but here I am. Finally pushing out something. 

I’m trying my hardest to get content out with both my technical problems and writers block as well as recovering, so hopefully this is still satisfactory! I also experimented with some texting format, and it’s just gonna be inserted when it’s called for a text in the story, but it’s just a small thing I wanted to try.  Since I only have the lovely MS Paint on my side when making texts, I probably won’t make them often, but I figured I give it a go.

This also turned out way more dramatic than I had originally planned, but let’s not sweat the small stuff shall we? Lol (Shownu get’s fighty) 

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Honestly, the entire situation sucked.

Since your time as a adolescent beginner in middle school, Son Hyunwoo had the pleasure of running into you one day, quite literally.  You had been late coming into the school building that day and as you ran up the small amount of stairs to get into the building, rounding a corner your body had bounced off that of a boys.  

If it wasn’t for the backpack on your back filled with folders, papers, supplies and books, you probably would’ve stayed on your feet, but as luck would have it, gravity decided to pull you back onto your rear.  You whined at the initial pain and not two seconds later, shook off the shock of suddenly being on the floor.  

You looked up at the boy in front of you, who did manage to stay upright, as he rubbed his neck sheepishly.  He offered you a hand up, which you did take, as you used your other hand to rub at your lower back and bottom. The pain was basically gone now, but as the boy opened his mouth to offer, what you assumed would be an apology, the shrill sound of the bell pierced your ears.  

“Gotta blast,” was that you could say as you took off down the halls to your class. Of course, you had to deal with the embarrassment of being late while all the attention was on you for at least a minute while you moved to your seat and sat down.  You felt a bit bad for knocking into some random person and not even apologizing, but you figured if you ran into him again, then you could, you weren’t going to go out of your way and find him though.  You’d let time decide for itself and it did.  

The next time you saw him was at a swim meet.  You had an interest in going to one, sure, but ultimately, it was one of your friends that dragged you along with them.  You had briefly caught each others eyes and all you did was share a slight smirk, while you put your hands together and lowered you head in a silent apology.  He returned it with a thumbs up before the meet finally begin.  

Then, somehow, from there it grew into a wonderful friendship.  First it was attending his swim meets, then it was catching him between the free time in school, and even progressed to where you would hang out afterwards.  Now, the two of you were in highschool, and it was more than safe to say that you were the best of friends.  

You’d crash over at his place, without warning, and him and his family would just accept it. It was the same in his case.  You’d ‘hang out’, but in reality, sit in the same room for hours and not talk, just enjoy the company of the other person and in 4 hours say ‘see yah’ and be on your way.  He’d ring you up at 3 am on a Saturday to have a Taco Bell run and you’d be in your PJ’s while you walked to the nearest Taco Bell with him waiting for you and a 2 boxes of 12 tacos.

Hyunwoo was content with this.  He cared for you as his friend, and he knew you cared for him, but something changed.  Something changed drastically that involuntarily made his skin crawl and his lips always pull down like they had two giant 50 lb weights on both ends.  

He was having a relaxing afternoon, just laying on his bed, scrolling through his phone, rather bored when an incoming text came from you. You had gained his attention, chatted for a bit and then told him you need to say something. Something important.  For some reason, the seriousness in the messages made his heart start to pick up it’s beats.  

Then, you told him.  

His phone slipped from his hands as it fell onto his face and he groaned as he covered it.  He rubbed his sore nose before snatching up his phone again and rolling on his side, propping his body up on his elbow to look at the message again.  He reread it once.. Twice.. A third time and it still was a shock.  

It was strange.  You were allow to have relationships and date, the two of you would tease each other about ti all the time, but then why did the fact your telling him this seemingly hurt? He cleared his throat and sent back a response.

After a rather short conversation on who the mysterious new figure in your life is, he dropped it when he said he had to shower, but of course he didn’t.  He just let the phone sit on corner of his bedside table while he stared at the ceiling.  He grimaced as he thought about your boyfriend whom he didn’t even know.  He shocked himself when he realized the angry look he probably has right now, and just ran his hands over his face and let out a frustrated sigh.

He didn’t hear from you the rest of the night, and the next morning he was exhausted as he stared at the burning red numbers of his alarm clock.  He watched as time ticked down and placed his hand over the snooze button to only slam it down when the first sign of high pitched screaming had sounded.  He had hardly gotten any sleep and now he was forced to drag himself out of bed and into the world only to sit at school for hours upon hours.  

What’s more, he knew he had no way of avoiding you today, and he had little doubt that if he saw you, he’d meet your new boyfriend too.  Part of him just wanted to stay home today, maybe fake sickness and just stay in bed, but he knew that he couldn’t. Of course, today of all days was a presentation day in one of his classes and if he skipped out, he’d grade would suffer.  

So, with reluctant forces, he got out of bed, got dressed, washed up and was out the door to school within the hour. He had his back slung over his shoulder as he walked, hands in his pockets and earbuds jammed in his ears. And as he knew, when he greeted you for the morning, it wasn’t long before some unknown highschool boy came and wrapped an arm around your waist and put a small kiss on the top of your head, greeting you with a sickening sweet gesture that made Hyunwoo’s stomach churn.

However, despite the unpleasantness in his gut, he did his best to be polite.  He exchanged greetings with your apartment new boyfriend and then, somehow, life just kept rolling.  At first, it was normal, you’d still come and be around him and hang with him and he understood that the time with him would dwindle, but as more and more time past, thing started to change.

Your texts and calls were less frequent, you were always, literally always around only your boyfriend and you weren’t even hanging around your other friends as much as you use to.  It seemed normal to devote yourself to your lover, but when it came to the point that you just stopped keeping in contact with anyone, Hyunwoo started to worry.

He was sitting in his class when he pulled out his phone when and sent you a text.  

It wasn’t long before he got a text back.  The response made him growl under his breath as he stared at the text and read it a few times over.  

Your stupid boyfriend had taken your phone?  Why did he have it in the first place?  It belongs to you.  And who is he to tell you who you can and can’t talk to?  

Your boyfriend got more and more possessive over time.  It was starting to almost scare you.  It made you mad that you couldn’t talk to your close friends, boy or girl, it didn’t matter.  And he wouldn’t even stand for you to talk to Hyunwoo either.  It hurt, and honestly all you wanted now was out.  You wanted to leave the sorry bastard, and let him find someone else to fawn over and control, but something about him made you scared to act.  

The worst part was, you couldn’t reach out for help. He was always watching you.  

It was an average school day, and you were walking up the staircase of your school to get to your class on the upper floor, for once not having your boyfriend hover over your shoulder and giving you some time to breath. The only time you saw him was earlier when he had given back your phone, without you even knowing he took it in the first place. 

Your peaceful mind quickly turned panicked as your toe slipped off the end of a step and falling was surely part of your immediate future.  Your panic than slipped into a sense of confusion as you didn’t tumble down, but were stuck in an uncomfortable slouched position and someone holding your arm to keep you up.

“You need to watch where you’re going.”  Your heart somehow sped up when you noticed that your arm was behind help by Hyunwoo.  It had been so long since you had even seen him, so seeing him so close, him touching your arm and having him speak to you in such a tone that is cloaked in worry, it did things to your heart.

“H-hey, why are you crying?” Hyunwoo straightened you up  and stood you on the staircase as he swiped his sleeve under your eyes. You were crying?  When did you start?  Hyunwoo looked around and saw that your boyfriend was nowhere around.  He gently grabbed your arm again and lead up down the stairs and underneath the stairwell.  Classes had begun so no one would go by and if someone did, it would be a teacher and ti was more than dark enough to hide from their sight.  

Hyunwoo had the chance to talk to you and he wasn’t going to let it pass.

He didn’t start questioning you right away though.  He let you get out your obvious distress and just cry and he held you, rubbing your arms and back and running his fingers through your hair.  This is what he wanted, this is the you he wanted to talk to. Not the girl who hadn’t spoken to him or brushed him off for weeks.  

It was unmistakable at the moment that he had realized just how hard he fell for you and how it affected his so much when you grew so distant.  Every fiber of his being screamed for him to just hold you like he was now and keep you there for the rest of your life where you felt safest.  He cared about you, he didn’t know what to do about it.  

Love doesn’t begin to describe how he felt.  

“Hey, are you okay now?”  You rubbed on your back and spoke softly to you when your cries softened to small hiccups.  You nodded.  “You know, I’ve missed you.”  You nodded weakly again as you unconsciously gripped at his shirt and held it in your grasp like it was the one thing to keep you from being sucked back to the nightmare of your boyfriend.

“It’s been complicated…” You told him but he only huffed at you.  He pulled you away from him as he bent his knees and tilted his neck to look at you hiding under your bangs.  

“It’s not complicated at all and you know it.  It’s his fault, isn’t it?”  You averted your shaky eyes as you cleared his throat and called your eyes back.  “Isn’t it, Y/N?” You looked into his eyes and felt like bursting into tears again.  

When was the last time you were being looked at with such deep feeling that felt so genuine?  You’ve grown so use to the empty, cold and demanding stares of your boyfriend, the warmth of Hyunwoo’s seemed to shake something deep in your chest, or maybe he was finally starting to bring something you kept hidden to yourself to light.  

“He’s starting to scare me….” You voice was quite as you mumbled against your raised hands that rested by your mouth, trying to hide your ugly crying and puffy face. Hyunwoo grabbed your wrists gently and pulled them from your face and lowered them as he slid his hands down to firmly grasp your hands in his.  

“Talk to me, please Y/N.  Did he hurt you?”  You shook your head.  He didn’t hurt you, but he was becoming more and possessive, controlling and the fact that it kept worsening is what scared you.  You were scared that he would hurt you.

“No.. no he didn’t.  He’s just.. He’s acting like I can’t be me anymore.”  You lowered your head as you steadied you voice little by little.  “He’s made me stop contact with everyone one, he won’t even let me talk to my own parents for longer than a 10 minute time span when I’m out with him and when I’m home I feel so bad I can’t even stay in the same room for long.”  You sighed as you felt your breath shake with the after tremors of your crying fit.  

“This isn’t a healthy relationship, you know that Y/N.  Maybe it was at first, but now you have to leave it behind.”  You didn’t reply to him, and that made him believe you wouldn’t leave the relationship before it got too out of hand, or more so than it already has.  He gripped your hands tighter and heaved a distressed sign as he dropped his forehead to rest on your shoulder.  

“Hyunwoo?”  Your voice cracked with a hint of surprise and having him so close made you a little more than flustered.  

“Please?”  His voice was strained.  He only wanted the best for you, and he knew damn well that that prick you called a boyfriend is far from the best, and you deserved better, so much better.  “You can be mad at me if it makes you feel better, but please, you need to drop him.  You need to leave him before something happens, something that can’t be undone.  Please, Y/N, I’m begging you…”

“Hyunwoo I-”

“I don’t want you to reply to me until you tell me you’ll break up with him and move on.”  It was silent for a moment.  Too silent, it felt like the ringing in your ears would blow up in your head and the silence from Hyunwoo only added to the discomfort.  He was serious, deathly serious, that you break up with your boyfriend.  You wouldn’t have a problem with it if the action of doing so didn’t frighten you.  

“I care too much you know.”  His sudden voice startled you as you moved to look at the back of his head were his forehead still rested on your shoulder and his hands still gripped yours.  It was warm with Hyunwoo with you.  You felt his hands start to tremble slightly as he gripped his hands back.  

“I just.. It hurts to see you so unhappy.  I care about you too much, so when you stopped talking to me, stopped looking at me, stopped smiling at me, stopped everything it hurt.  I thought my heart would burst in my chest and cling to your back while you kept walking further and further away from me.  It hurt to see you go.”  

You felt your heart in your throat as you stood more rigid than before.  He wasn’t being clear, almost like he was afraid of saying something he regretted and kept it brief.  However, an alarm in your head kept blaring off like you knew what he was trying to convey.  

“I love you, you know?” His voice was shaking as he spoke that very sentence.  It was a clear sign that he was biting at his lips and squeezing his eyes shut so that the tears that stung at his eyes didn’t fall onto your shoulder.

“Wh-”

“I’ve loved you for so long, and I will willing to accept that you had a boyfriend, but when you stand beside him and he’s keeping you caged like a pet, I can’t sit back and just let that happen.  I don’t care if you stop talking to me completely for making you break up with him, I don’t care if you start hating me for pushing you into doing this, I don’t care.  Just please, for you, your friends who miss you, your family, for me.. Leave him.”  

He felt his heart fall to the pit of his stomach when you pulled your hands from his.  His arms just hung there, the warmth from yours gone as he felt his chest tighten, but his it was soon replaced with a new warm around his shoulders and on his back.  

You had removed your hands from him as you moved to wrap your arms around his back and rested your palm on the back of his head, running it through his hair.  You leaned your cheek against his head as you held him.  His, now free, hands moved to instinctively clutch around you waist, effectively pulling you closer to him.  

You felt horrible.  You knew it wasn’t wrong to be concerned about yourself, but the thing was, your fear only started up recently, while Hyunwoo’s pain started the moment you sent him that text.  You had turned a blind eye to it, accepting his smiles as genuine ones and disregarded any slight twitch you caught in the corner of your vision.  He’d been in pain and cloaked in fear of losing you, just as you had been in pain and fear of losing him.  

Because of Hyunwoo, you’re mind was able to process everything that’s happened and what to do.  You’d leave your boyfriend, you’d fix your broken relationships, you’d get your life back and you’d do it, hopefully, with Hyunwoo with you.  

“I know it’s a lot too ask, maybe too much for me to ask after putting you through your pain and not even noticing-” you started.

“Y/N-”

“-but, I want to get it back.  I want to get everything back.  My friends, my family, my life and you.  But, I can’t do it by myself, I’m too scared.”  You moved your hands from his back to push his head up and look at him.  “Help me?” Hit cracked a small smile as he loosened his grip around you just slightly.

“Of course.”  That afternoon, Hyunwoo left his classes a few minutes before the bell, privilege of being an honors student, to rush to your class and walk to to where you needed to go before he could.  You two both sat in the same under well during study hall where Hyunwoo discussed that he would be tutoring you and he needed a calmer surrounding.  He was well respected by teachers, so he could basically get away with everything, and right now the power he didn’t know he had over the staff, came very in handy.  

He turned your phone off when your boyfriend spammed you with texts and calls and pocketed it in his bag.  Then, when the finally bell of the day rung, and Hyunwoo was walking you out, he took your phone out of his bag and finally turned it off, to have the missed texts and calls appear with an even higher number than before.  It made him grunt with distaste at the audacity this highschool sicko had.  

Hyunwoo punched the ‘return call’ button under his last attempt to contact you and when he picked up, he was greeted with your boyfriend shouting incoherently into the phone.  He didn’t even know it was Hyunwoo at the other end, and the fact that you shyed behind Hyunwoo over hearing the shouts made his blood boil.

“Well you stop shouting.”  Hyunwoo’s cold voice cut through the constant raised voice and suddenly it was dead silent.  “Oh, so you can be quiet.”

“Who the fuck is this?” His voice dripped with vemon.

“Wouldn’t you like to know.”  

“Give Y/n her phone.”

“No.” Hyunwoo wasn’t going to do anything this boy told him.  “But, how about we have a chat.  Just you, me and Y/N.  Let’s meet, say in the gym?”  He looked at you to confirm if that was okay.  The gym was a large open space, usually filled with high schoolers for sports, but since it was getting closer to exams, practices were pushed back.  You nodded as Hyunwoo spoke back into the phone. “Yeah, the gym sounds like a good place.”  

“You’re out of you-”

“We’ll see you there.”  With that, Hyunwoo dropped the call and shut the phone back off, just in case the prick wanted to try to call again and put up an annoying fight.  He tightly grabbed your and, making sure his pace was set with yours to walk beside him, he made his way to the gym.  

The two of you leaned against a wall, just underneath the basketball nets that could be raised or lowered, hands still tightly interlocked.  He felt your fear through your tremors and your silence, it basically radiated off of you like heat from a portable heater in the winter. When the set of door opened on the other side of the gym, you jumped and whipped to look at your boyfriend, a not so happy expression on his face that only darkened when he walked, or rather, stomped over to you and Hyunwoo.  

“Y/N, why don’t you have your phone.”  You remained silent, as you stood gripping Hyunwoo’s hand tightly.  “And care to explain why your holding some stranger’s hand?” On instinct, you almost let go of his hand, but he tightened his grip on you and even pulled you closer to him, igniting your boyfriends blood.  It looked like he was about to open his mouth again, so Hyunwoo stepped off the wall and pulled you to go behind him slightly, him acting as a wall.  

“As far as your concerned, she’s not going to answer any of your questions.  She had no reason to answer when all you do is make noises that society deems as words.”  That successfully enraged the boy as if, if this was an animated show or movie, steam would roll out of his ears and his face would turn read from his neck up to the tip of his forehead.  

“And who are you, her gallant knight?  How about you go and bother someone else other than your girlfriend?”  You gripped your hand around his and shouted from behind him, not daring enough to look at your boyfriend.

“I am not your girlfriend!” The following silence was almost painful.  

“Excuse me?”  His voice vibrated the tense air as his irritation was like a knife at how apparent it was.  

“Do you have a hearing problem?” Hyunwoo spoke up again. “You should listen when a lady speaks to you.”  You finally peek around Hyunwoo’s shoulder and try your best to glare at you.  

“I’m done with being controlled.  I want my life back and the only way to do that is-”  

“So, you think you can just avoid me all day, have your little boy toy stick up for you and hide behind him as you claim to break up with me?” You jumped at the sound of his voice, but grew angry with his insult shot at Hyunwoo.

“Hyunwoo is more of a man than you’ll ever be!  Watch your mouth!”  You never raised your voice or showed him attitude before, and Hyunwoo felt pride that you finally started rearing up to him.  “I’m being serious.  I’m done with this, with you.  Just leave me alone and find some other girl to manipulate.”

Your, now freshly demoted ex, was clearly ready for a fight, as he stomped towards the two of you.  Hyunwoo squeezed your hand before letting go and met the boy halfway, stopping his advance towards you.  

“Move.”  

“Yeah, I could, but I’d rather not.”  You almost chuckled at Hyunwoo’s attitude, but that would only fuel on a bigger problem, so you bit it back. “See the problem is, if I let you go any further, then we’d have a problem.”  

“You think you have balls?  Have it in you to fight, because that’s what you picking with me here.”

“Oh, certainly.  I have little doubt.  You’re no more than a gnat, small and annoying.”  The first punch was of course initiated by the flared temper of your ex, but next thing you knew, the fist met nothing but air and then the immature boy was being pinned on his stomach to the ground, Hyunwoo’s knee pushing into his back and his arm twist behind him.

“Wow, impressive.”  You muttered under your breath, but only was returned with a smirk from Hyunwoo, clearly hearing your comment.  

“You know I can defend myself.”  You chuckled as he leaned down to the grunting and whining boy he had pinned.  “I suggest you leave Y/N alone from here on and I won’t have to break your arm.”  The high schooler winced as Hyunwoo pulled his arm a millimeter more back as was then released and left on the floor as Hyunwoo walked to you, grabbed your wrist and left the gym.  

Not another word was spoken, but Hyunwoo’s actions spoke for him.  And he was sure, you wouldn’t be hearing from him again.

Hyunwoo had walked you home, giving you phone back to you after he took the liberty of deleting his number from your phone. He dropped you off as your doorstep, and even after you offered for him to stay for a bit, he declined to as he had to explain the situation to his mom, just in case she got a few calls for something, she’d know the story.  

“Yeah, that makes sense.  You always do tell your mom everything.”  He smiled and nodded to you.  

“I’ll facetime you later if you want?”  You face brightened at his offer and you nodded hastily.  “You should talk to with your parents.  Tell them why you’ve been so distant, and then start rebuilding from there.” You nodded.

“Yeah, I will.  Thanks again.”  He pat your head.

“No problem.”  YOu gripped at his sleeve as his hand fell away from you.

“No, really, thank you.  So much Hyunwoo.”  He watched your cheeks tint as you looked down and he just smiled to himself.  He leaned to place a small kiss to your cheeks.  He pulled away and turned you, opening your front door for you and pushing you in slightly.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.  I’ll pick you up, alright?”  

“Yes, please do.”  You shyly said goodbye to him as you shut the door and he headed home.  As he said, he explained the situation to his mom, his dad having a little ear for the story as well, and after he was resting in his room for a while, he got a text from you, asking if he would facetime with you now.  He chuckled as he didn’t reply, only calling you right then and there.  

He smiled as he was greeted with your own smile, something he missed and wanted to see every day again, and he knew he would.  

“Don’t stop smiling again.” Your reply almost made him flush, almost.  

“Only if you stay with me and smile beside me!” From then, the relationship of you grew as strong as it was before, stronger even and with time, he finally had the pleasure of calling you his.  Your words always replying happily in his head.

Your smiles, laughs, cries, rants excitement, rage and the rest of your emotions and expressions were all precious to him. And he promised to treat you like the beautiful woman you were.  Like his princess who meant the world to him.