#and went until about 10pm

[becca-e-barnes]

becca, ari levinson is a filthy man and i love it 😩 but can you imagine stepdad ari fucking you on the kitchen counter while guests are in the room over. he could barely hold himself together seeing you in a cute dress, catching a glimpse of your panties when you ✨bent down✨ to pick something up 🤭

No bc Ari is filthy but Stepdad!Ari fucks

I can imagine him getting so risky with it because he gets off on knowing that there are guests in the next room over.

You've been teasing him all evening, running your hand across those broad shoulders, letting your touch linger just a little longer than you should. He also noticed how you'd been bending over in front of him, letting the skirt of your dress ride up the bare thighs he spends so long worshipping. He snapped when you set his dessert down in front of him, getting so close that only he could hear you whisper "you'll get a sweeter dessert later, sir." right against his ear.

That did it for him, your heart pounding in the short space between the dining table and the kitchen door while your stepfather made your apologies to a room full of people that weren't listening anyway.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He whispered, his words soaked in venom. "Are you trying to get caught?"

The correct answer is 'no' but your brain and your mouth didn't connect before you started speaking. "I can't help it, sir." Your voice is almost a whimper as the door closes, Ari leading you by the waist around to the other side of the kitchen counter.

"You can't help it? Even after I fucked you this morning? Your legs were shaking when I left your room and now you need more? You just don't quit." Ari bends you over the counter, facing the door you've just come through before running a huge hand up the inside of your thigh while the other presses down on the small of your back. No panties. And you're soaking wet.

You hear a low groan from him, one that makes your eyes flutter shut, enjoying the feeling of his fingertips drifting between your slick folds.

"Fuck, haven't laid a hand on you and you've got yourself all worked up. We're gonna have to make this quick, sweetheart." He knows he can't drag this out the way he'd like to. Someone is bound to need something from the kitchen within just a few minutes but now you've started, neither of you can stop.

You feel him slipping into you slowly, the blunt head of his cock breeching your hole, pressing deeper until he's slid home and there's no feeling quite like it. "Good girl, that's it. This dick is all yours." He coos softly, giving you just a second before he's pulled back and slammed into you once more.

"Keep an eye on the door, baby. You wanted all those people to see you be a little slut for me. This might be your big chance." His teeth are gritted, trying to work himself to orgasm while rubbing your clit frantically to tear yours from you too.

It takes everything in you not to wail at the pleasure. It feels incredible, getting what you wanted, being pinned to the counter and fucked frantically but you know you can't vocalise that.

"Gonna cum inside you, sweets. Don't want you to clean it up either. You're gonna go back in there and sit at that table with your legs crossed so my cum doesn't leak out. Wanna lick it out of you later. You promised me a sweet dessert, remember?"

[raccoonaday]

#3: Errands Raccoon

[bbreaddog]

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[angry-trashcan]

My sleep schedule is all screwy from being sick and sleeping all day today. So I'm going to sleep soon, but if you see me online in a few hours, no you don't 🧍‍♀️

[floydsteeth]

Kill me I'm exhausted and cold wearing a crop top today was a mistake:(

[the-100th-witch]

been up since 5am but i did that thing...idk how to explain it

so i woke up around 1-2am (this is normal for me lol) but i usually just roll over and go back to sleep. But i briefly woke up 3am but like...ugh i know i "went to sleep" but i blinked and it was 4:50am and so I blinked again and my alarm went off at 5am. So i dont feel like i went back to sleep?

Idk this shit pisses me off lmao Ive been fixing my sleep schedule but my body/mind does this shit to me ToT i cant fucking win!

[alxclaremont]

was wondering why i’ve been thinking about stranger things nonstop lately and then remembered that it’s been almost a year since s4

[witchyshawol]

ill start posting boring life stuff on here too like nicky does on twit itll be fun cause i can rant in the tags

[vivwritesfics]

Tired Eyes

Oscar's girlfriend is hella sleepy and Oscar is the most caring guy

Idk i was thinking about my past relationship and how I don't miss the person but I miss feeling safe enough to fall asleep with somebody after work when the world had taken everything out of me

Oscar Piastri sat in his London apartment, in front of the television. He'd just gotten back from the gym and currently had nothing to do. Oscar sat on the sofa as he skipped through the suggestions on the Netflix account he shared with his girlfriend.

His girlfriend who was due home any moment.

Oscar was waiting patiently, but his patience was wearing thin. Not in an angry sort of way, but he was soon going to begin to get worried.

Y/N being late wasn't uncommon. Her job was demanding had her working into late hours of the night. It wouldn't be so bad if it was just the job, but Y/N had university at the same time. University and then working until 10PM was hard.

Of course, Oscar had offered to help her pay her way, but Y/N had turned him down. She didn't want to rely on him for everything and her studies were important to her.

When Oscar pulled up his phone to message her, the front door opened and Y/N walked walked in.

"Hey, Osc," she said as she dropped her things onto the floor.

Oscar turned in the sofa to face her. "Hey, baby," he said as he stood up and walked over to her. She opened her arms and wrapped them around his thick neck as Oscar pulled her in close. He kissed the top of her head as Y/N allowed him to lead her further into the apartment. "Have you had something to eat?"

Shaking her head, Y/N threw herself down onto the sofa as Oscar went to the kitchen. He wasn't much of a cook, but getting something as simple as a cheese toasty in her stomach before she fell asleep was going to be good enough for him.

As Oscar let the toasty sizzle in the pan, he brought Y/N something to drink as she put on a movie. A comedy, something Oscar wouldn't laugh at, but it was still an easy watch.

Two minutes later, Oscar sat down and passed Y/N a plate with the toasty on it. "Oh, Osc, I love you," she said as she took it from him.

It was gone within a matter of minutes. Y/N placed the plate down on the table beside the sofa and shifted so that she was leaning up against him.

"Long day?" He asked as he wrapped his arm around her.

Y/N nodded her head, her blinks slow. She was so fucking tired and Oscar knew that. He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to the top of her head and let her watch the television.

Oscar was barely paying attention to the movie. It was one they had seen before, easy watching, like I said. "I never got this bit," he muttered and looked down at his girlfriend.

But Y/N didn't answer him. She didn't say anything. Her eyes were shut and her breathing was even, small snores leaving her lips.

Wow, thought Oscar as he stared down at her. She was so damn cute.

Oscar didn't dare turn the television off. He knew her too well for that. He knew as soon as the television went off, Y/N would wake up and then she wouldn't get to sleep for at least an hour, no matter how tired she was.

So, he suffered through the movie, his fingers playing with her hair while she slept on.

Y/N didn't stir in her sleep. But she shuffled closer to him and tightened her grip around him as she slept on.

It was only at the end credits that she finally stirred away. Y/N's eyes opened as the music played. For a moment she was disoriented, looking around around at the familiar apartment. "Shit," she groaned as she sat up. "Sorry, Osc," she whispered and pressed his cheek against his shoulder.

Leaning towards her, Oscar kissed her. "It's okay, sweetheart," he said and stood up from the sofa. "Lets get you to bed."

So, Oscar helped Y/N up from the sofa. She jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist as he walked her towards their bedroom. It seemed to be effortless for him.

Rather ungracefully, Oscar dropped Y/N onto the bed. She bounced slightly as she landed and Oscar turned to grab pyjamas for the both of them as Y/N pulled back the covers and fluffed the pillows.

As soon as the both of them were changed and ready to bed, Y/N and Oscar climbed under the sheets. Oscar wrapped his arm around her and pulled her across the bed, holding her against him. "Love you," she said, shutting her eyes as her head laid against the pillow.

Leaning over, Oscar kissed the skin of her neck. "Love you."

[slut4sugu]

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌— RODRICK HEFFLEY X BLACK!READER

ʚ 🍓ɞ including + warnings: rodrick being a nervous boyfriend, black!reader, toothrotting fluff, suggestive themes ʚ 🍓ɞ summary: what it’s like dating Rodrick heffley <33

ʚ 🍓ɞ FIRST WEEKS DATING

HELLA SHYYY, despite putting up a ridiculous cool persona when it comes to being around you and your sweet smile all by himself he crumbles

Is scared to indulge in pda or physical intact with you because he’s afraid of coming off as clingy, but once you sit him down and let him know that you’re just as clingy if not more than he is, he starts to loosen up a little

constantly falls asleep with his head in your shoulder whenever around you and he gets tired

Starts looking out for you first in a crowd and gets visibly upset when he can’t reach you

Walks you to and from class no matter if he misses the bell or if your class is on the opposite side of the school. He values every minute he has with you <33

Thinks about giving you goodbye kisses all the time and almost did it once but chickened out and you thought it was adorable

Sends you hella couple TikTok’s late at night

Loves when you squeeze him when you hug, it makes his heart race

Adores all your protective styles but after you sent him a picture of your hair after wash day he was inlove

Damn near fainted when you called him baby on FaceTime late at night

It was 10pm and you were listening to Rodrick recount his day of tormenting Gregory as usual, you were growing sleepy as you listened to his voice lull you to sleep. “He’s such a little shrimp I swear- are you getting tired?” You shook your head no and said, “I’m still up baby.” You giggled as you saw your boyfriends face grow flushed, “You okay? Babyy?” You always got a kick out of seeing Rodrick lose his cool and this moment was just too precious, “Mhm! Y-yeah I’m great, totally fine.”

When he saw you the next day he was determined to make you just as embarrassed, but despite his best efforts when he called you doll all you did was giggle and call him cute after pressing a kiss to his cheek.

Rodrick once left a shirt at your place when he snuck over one time and saw you in it on FaceTime without a bra on he damn near drooled.

ʚ 🍓ɞ FIRST COUPLE MONTHS

Starts to get more comfy, cuddles with you when you’re alone and rests his head on your chest with his arms wrapped around your torso

Play with his hair and he’s like mush on top of you

Can’t get enough of hearing you sing, he loves it when you hum a song mindlessly in his presence, he thinks it’s the cutest thing ever.

Calls you bunny/bun or pinky pie

Walked in on you in just a bra and shorts one time, you didn’t see him again for another 6 minutes.

Had your first kiss in an empty hallway at school, you kissed him first<33

Whenever you do your makeup he insists on watching especially if you wear eyeliner, he’ll sit on your bed like a lost puppy as he watches his pretty girl in adoration.

Kisses you again at his house after he saw you cry over a Disney movie, he called you pretty and held you close to his chest until you had to leave.

Listens to old school music with you late at night over the phone

Said I love you for the first time out of nowhere on the phone, you were so starstruck he came over to say it to your face. He got in trouble for it later but he didn’t care, hearing you say it back was more important.

You have your first makeout session in your bedroom when you were supposed to be studying, the v neck shirt you were wearing complimented your double d’s and showed off the chain that held Rodrick favorite ring he gifted you. You looked so effortlessly pretty, so when you gave him a kiss for getting a question right he went in for another..and another..until your lipliner was smudged and you sat breathless on his lap.

Surprise bear hugs from behind when he misses you

Kisses your neck and messes with your hands when he wants attention

Your voice, your touch, your smile has Rodrick in a choke hold and hopefully the promise ring he’s saving up for with his mom bucks will show you how much he truly loves you <33

[lilmoonbunny]

Harvey x Stalked!Reader

Warnings: Reader is being stalked (unknown stalker).

Can be read as platonic or romantic :)

“If you want to hang out in my apartment, that’s okay with me. I live above the clinic.” That was one of the first things that Harvey said to you when the two of you became closer.

He would often say that if there’s anything you need, to just come to him or wait for him in the clinic/his home.

You never expected to have to take him up on his offer, however, but life works in mysterious ways.

You never knew how it happened, perhaps it just built up over time, but one day, you realised that you had a stalker.

It started off small, a message here and there, somebody sending flowers to the farm.

Before long, it turned into you seeing a hooded man around the town. Everywhere you went.

You never asked anybody about this out of fear of seeming odd and scaring off your friends. Or maybe it was the fact that telling somebody would make it seem real.

It was nearing 10pm when you were walking home from the mines, passing by the Saloon.

You almost missed it, the hooded man behind you, a devious smirk on his lips.

The moment you saw it, your footsteps hastened, as did his.

His hands were shoved in his pockets, fiddling with something which only sparked more fear at the unknown.

Having already passed the Saloon by now, you didn’t know where else to Go. Pierre’s was closed, the farm wasn’t far off, but you really didn’t want to be alone.

That was when Harvey’s words ran through your head about staying in his apartment.

You knew he was at the Saloon now, but he had given you a key that you always kept on you.

It seemed like the only logical thing to do, especially considering that Harvey would be home in about 20 minutes.

So, with hastened steps, you pulled out the key and entered the clinic and headed up to his apartment, praying that your stalker would leave once you locked the clinic door.

As you sat on Harvey’s couch, leg bouncing, you didn’t know if you had crossed any boundaries. Sure, he had told you that you could, but what if he was just being kind?

Too caught up in your own anxious thoughts, you didn’t hear the door click closed and a soft call of your name.

“Y/N?” Harvey repeated, placing a worried hand on your shoulder.

You flinched at the unexpected touch, tear-filled eyes facing his concerned face.

“I-I’m sorry!” You stuttered “He was following me again; I didn’t want to be alone.”

Harvey shook his head slightly, grabbing a blanket from the chair beside him and placing it over your shoulder.

“Who was following you?” He asked, watching as you snuggled into his blanket before taking a seat beside you.

“I don’t know. He’s been following me for months.”

Harvey sighed, awkwardly placing a hand on your shoulder in a comforting manner.

“You can tell me anything, Y/N.” He said, which is how it all ended up spilling it.

The messages, the flowers, the threats. Everything.

Harvey never spoke a word as you explained, only occasionally making a noise to let you know that he was still listening.

Once you were finished, he nodded and devised a plan.

“Tomorrow, we’ll report this, and you can stay here until it is sorted, okay?”

Shaking your head, you refused.

“I don’t want to intrude.” You reasoned, only to fall silent at the stern look he gave you.

“You could never intrude, Y/N. I told you my apartment is always open to you. I care about you a lot.” Whilst his words made him blush, Harvey knew that you needed to hear it.

You thought for a moment before nodding in agreement.

“Thank you, Harvey.” You smiled for the first time in a while, pressing your body into his own and wrapping your arms around him.

He blushed, hesitating before returning the hug.

“You’re welcome, Y/N.”

[zehakoo]

sugar | myg

pairings » ceo!yoongi x f. reader

genre » strangers to lovers, neighbours au, fluff, smut

summary » desperately in need of sugar to make coffee in order to ease down your headache, you find yourself knocking on a strangers door who happens to be your best friend’s friend and the finest man you’ve ever encountered.

warnings » drinking, swearing, kissing, pool party, cold yoongi, dom!yoongi, sub!reader, foreplay, blowjob, fingering, dirty talk, making out, some nipple play, begging, praise kink, orgasm control, hair grabbing, penetration, teasing, just yoongi being hot

word count » 11k

a/n » some italics part indicate past dialogues and some indicate personal thoughts.

You had just finished placing the last few boxes in your new apartment with the help of your friend, Hoseok.

“Thank you so much Hobi! I don't think I could've done this without you.” You said, smiling at him.

“Are you crazy Y/N? Don't thank me, what are friends for?” He retorted, being offended by the fact that you thought he wouldn’t have helped you, whether you asked him to or not.

“No it’s just that you’ve been busy and I didn't want to bother you. I'd feel horrible knowing you can’t rest the one day you’re free just because of me.” You explained, feeling a bit guilty.

“Hey, it’s all cool. I'm glad you finally found yourself an apartment though, it's nice here.” He replied, looking around the place as you can see how satisfied he was with the amount of sunlight approaching the room.

“Indeed it is.” You nodded, agreeing with him.

It finally feels like home, your home.

“Better treat me to a nice dinner later missy.” He joked making you chuckle.

“Of course mister. After I set up the apartment properly that is.” You joked back.

“Do you need help with setting anything up? You know I can always jus—“

You sighed before walking up to him and intertwining your hands with his.

”Hobi, I'm fine. I want to do this all on my own now. I really appreciate your help though, you’ve been nothing but a hardworking and supportive best friend. Thank you so much for always being there for me, I love you.” You blurted out.

“Now, should I take that as you officially confessing your love for me Y/N?” He smirked.

You rolled your eyes, “As friends Hoseok, but seriously, thank you so much for everything.”

“Of course, anytime, I’m just a call away you know.” He said, wrapping his arms around you to pull you into a hug.

You hummed, instantly giving into his warm body with your head resting on his chest. Both of you stayed like that for a couple of minutes until the sudden ringing of a phone made you two pull apart. Hoseok fetched his phone out from the back pocket of his jeans and widened his eyes looking at the caller ID.

“Shit! I need to go Y/N. Sorry, I forgot I had to meet mom today.”

“It's fine Hobi, thanks once again and tell your mom I said ‘hi’.” You replied, leading him to the door.

“Will do.” He asserted, opening the door to walk out.

“By the way my friend lives in that apartment. If you need anything you can ask him, I'll let him know about you.” He said, pointing at a door across the hallway to which you nodded.

“Alright thanks Hobi, bye!” You beamed.

“Bye Y/N,” and with that he left. You went back inside, closed the door and leaned your back on it. You admired your apartment space and tried to figure out where to start setting up from.

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After 10 long hours, you finally sat down on the sofa you had just finished arranging.

“My head hurts now.” You whined.

Knowing exactly what you need to ease it down, you made your way towards the kitchen to make yourself a cup of coffee. However, you realized that your plan of getting groceries today didn’t work out and you didn’t have any sugar left in the house.

A sudden thought of calling Hoseok to bring you some came to your mind but you quickly dismissed it knowing it’s 10pm. You didn’t want to bother him anymore. That's when your mind clicked, recalling Hoseok's words before he left.

His friend.

For a good 7 minutes, you debated on whether you should knock and ask for some sugar or not before finally concluding your decision. You definitely need a cup of coffee or your headache will get even worse and you know you won’t move a single inch to finish setting up the left bit of the apartment.

“Fuck it!” You mumbled and quickly slid a purple hoodie over your tank top before leaving your apartment.

Standing in front of a door similar to yours, you took a deep breath before knocking on it. You don’t even know why you’re so nervous, he’s Hoseok's friend and your neighbor. Neighbours help each other right?

Not getting any response back the first time, you knocked again. Still not getting any response, you decided to leave but the door suddenly opened. You stood there in shock, seeing such a handsome man standing by the door. He was wearing an oversized white shirt over black track pants with a white towel wrapped around his neck. It looked like he just came out of the shower and was trying to dry his wet locks.

“Yes?” He questioned in a deep voice, staring straight into your soul.

“Umm hey, I don’t know if he told you yet but I’m Hoseok's friend that moved in. I ran out of sugar and I needed it this instant, so is it okay if I can borrow some? I’ll make sure to give you bac—“

Thud.

What the fuck. Did he just slam the door on your face? What does he think of himself? Of course you just had to encounter another person with good looks but a shitty personality. You never knew Hobi had such a rude friend. You scoffed and started walking back to your apartment but suddenly heard the door behind you click open again.

“Where are you going?”

You immediately turn around only to spot Hoseok's friend standing, peeking out his door.

“I thought yo—“ before you could complete your sentence you saw him walking towards you.

“Take the whole pack, I'm not wasting time taking out only a bit.” He stated, handing over a whole 2kg bag of sugar.

“Oh I don’t need that mu—“

“Just take it. Pay me a quarter back later.” He retorted, pushing it further to you as you took it.

Guess he’s not that bad, just a man with a cold personality.

“Uh okay, thanks—“ before you could even ask for his name or say anything, he was already walking back to his place. You watched him stop in-front of his doorway and reach his hand out to twist the door knob, before briefly glancing at you.

“It’s nice finally meeting you Y/N, I'm Yoongi.”

Thud.

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It's been two days since you moved in and had that encounter with Yoongi. You remember ranting to Hoseok about it yesterday which only led him to erupt into laughter.

“He’s just like that Y/N, at least he gave you some sugar. He was probably tired from work so don't think too much. Yoongi doesn’t talk much but he’s nice.”

Although he has good looks you wish to never face him again, but here you are. Hoseok’s words ringing in your head as you once again find yourself standing in front of his door. Before you could even knock, the door opened itself revealing Yoongi. You can see that he was also in the same shock as you. I mean why wouldn’t he be? He definitely wouldn’t have expected you out of everyone to be standing by his doorway, first thing on a Monday morning.

“Good morning! I just wanted to return your pack of sugar and pay for it, here’s the money.” You said, extending the quarter and the pack of sugar to him.

“Oh, thanks.”

Your eyes then finally travelled down to his outfit. He was wearing a black blazer with a white shirt underneath, neatly tucked into his black dress pants as one of his hands carried a pair of shades. You looked back up and noticed how his hair was neatly parted through the middle.

Fuck he looks hot.

One thing about Hoseok, that man has some really good looking fucking friends. You’ve met three of them before Yoongi. If you may recall, the three being Jimin, Namjoon and Seokjin. You don’t think you have ever seen a friend group consisting of such good looking people, to be honest. He hasn’t introduced you to the other two yet but you’re sure they’re probably hella fine as well.

“Do you need anything else?” You didn’t realize that you had been staring at him so his voice slightly made you flinch.

“Huh? Uh no sorry i’ll take my leave now, thank you once again.” You smiled to which he nodded, and you left.

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“Mom you didn’t have to, you know?” You said to your mom as the two of you were in the elevator, going up to your apartment.

“Don’t be ridiculous Y/N. My daughter bought her own apartment with her own money for the first time and you think I wouldn’t come visit?” She retorted.

“I don’t mean it like that, it’s a 2 hour drive away and dad is sick.“

“Your dad is fine now and just recently started going back to work, don’t worry too much.” She assured, as the both of you had walked out the elevator and made it in front of your apartment door.

“Alright, I'm sure he didn’t come since he would be busy catching up with work so I’ll go meet him at the company sometime this week.” You said, opening the door with your keys.

“Of course, he’ll be so happy to see you.” She beamed.

When the two of you stepped foot inside, your mom began scanning the whole place. Going through the whole apartment, she kept the same look until the two of you had sat down on the sofa.

“Oh my god Y/N, it’s beautiful, I love it!” She exclaimed, making you chuckle.

“I’m glad you liked it, I worked hard on arranging everything nicely with the help of Yoora of course.”

“It looks wonderful! I'm so proud of you and speaking of Yoora, how is she and Hoseok?” Your mom asked, holding your hands.

“Yoora and Hoseok are both fine, just busy these days. They sent their greetings to you though,” you replied.

“Make sure to send my greetings back, tell them that I miss them and am very thankful that you have friends like them.”

“That would definitely boost their ego but will do,” you said, making the two of you laugh.

You spent almost 4 hours talking to your mom and even facetimed Hoseok and Yoora in the middle. The two complained about how busy they were with work while you were lucky enough to have 2 weeks off. The three of you have been best friends since you were 5 so all your parents loved the three of you like their own children. Your mom and the two had the time of their life talking to each other after so long. It was almost around 8pm when you heard knocking on your door. Who would it be at this time? You wondered.

“You had someone coming over?” Your mom asked.

“No but I think the parcel I ordered came in. Let me go check,” you answered as she nodded.

You got up and walked towards the door. Once you opened it, you were greeted by the sight of a huge brown box and a man dressed in a simple black hoodie and jeans. His hair was fluffy too. Very boyfriend material of him but he wasn’t a delivery man—

“Yoongi?”

“Uh hey, you actually had this box outside your door this afternoon and you weren’t home so I took it to my place in case someone takes it.” He nervously explained.

Cute.

“Oh my god, thank you so much!” You exclaimed.

“It’s a bit heavy, let me help you carry it inside.” He insisted, seeing you struggling to get the box in.

“Oh thanks, I'm so sorry you had to carry it to your place.” You apologized thinking of how he might’ve struggled to carry your huge and heavy parcel to his apartment. Hoseok was right, he is nice.

“Right here is fine Yoongi, thank you once again,” you said, finally placing the box down.

“It’s fin-“

“Oh my, who might this young man be?” You heard your mom ask.

Oh shit, you completely forgot she was here.

“He’s just my neighbour, don’t assume anything mom.” You declared before she could say anything more.

“You know you don’t have to hide anything from me right?” She smiled as you saw how Yoongi's eyes widened, understanding what she meant.

“Mom. I’m not hiding anything, he lives across the hallway we met just a couple days ago.”

“Well then invite this handsome neighbour of yours for dinner at least.”

“Mom!” You whined showing her exactly how embarrassed and mad you are.

“It’s nice to meet you ma'am and thank you for your invite but I’m afraid I can’t accept it as I have other plans and need to leave sorry.”

That was so formal, he sounded so nice.

“Oh I see, such a respectful man. Please come next time when you’re free, I'm sure Y/N can cook you some delicious food.”

“Uh of course ma'am, have a goodnight, I’ll take my leave now.” Yoongi stated before locking eyes with you and walking out the door.

As soon as you heard the door shut, you immediately locked it and rushed towards your mom to rant about what just happened and how embarrassing it was.

“We should go eat Y/N,” your mom said, having enough of you rambling on and on.

You sighed, “you’re right. I'm very hungry, let's go eat!”

You were now walking back to your apartment after dropping off your mom by the car your dad had sent for her to go back from. She left a little while after having dinner and made sure to convince you to befriend Yoongi and possibly start dating him.

There’s no way you would. You two don’t even know each other and he’s too rude sometimes.

Speaking of Yoongi, you need to apologize to him about your mom. You know there’s no way you’d face him after the embarrassing situation that occurred so you texted him instead. Surprisingly he texted back in just a few minutes.

[y/n] 9:38pm: Hey, this is y/n

[y/n] 9:39pm: I just wanted to apologize for how my mom reacted. I’m so sorry, she’s just like that, I hope you understand and forget whatever happened.

[yoongi] 9:43pm: it’s okay, I already forgot

[yoongi] 9:43pm: but how did you get my number?

[y/n] 9:43pm: from hoseok

[yoongi] 9:45pm: alright, well I gtg

[y/n] 9:46pm: oh ok bye goodnight

[yoongi] 9:46pm: gn

dry texter but whatever, now that that’s cleared, you can peacefully sleep.

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“Yoora, I’m on my way to meet dad right now, I’ll call you later okay.” You said, eyes focused on the road ahead of you.

“You better call though, I have some important news to share.”

“Okay okay don’t worry, I will. I need to know your tea anyways.”

You heard her chuckle, “trust me you would love it.”

“On second thoughts, tell me now.” You retorted, getting excited about the ‘important news’ she wanted to share.

“Nope, call me later bye!”

“Yoora no!” You yelled but she hung up already.

You wondered what happened in the span of 3 days that got her so excited. The last time you talked was when your mom was here. She was completely fine and normal so something big definitely happened. Thinking about Yoora and her important news, you didn’t even realize that you already reached your dad's company.

Parking the car and walking inside the tall glass building, you were greeted by the two beautiful receptionists who immediately recognized you as the chairman’s daughter.

“Hey, is dad free?” You asked the receptionist at the front desk.

“He’s in his office Miss Y/N, but I’ll call him and let him know you’re here.” She responded.

“Uh no! I actually wanted to surprise him so there is no need to inform him. I’ll just go.” You protested.

“Alright but he has someone over right now.”

“It's okay, I'll just wait outside his office till he’s done.” You said.

“As you wish Miss Y/N.” She respectfully bowed.

You returned it and walked towards your dad's office being all excited to meet him and ready to scold him for getting sick. Once you reached the hallway to your dad’s office, you were surprised to see a familiar figure and someone you thought you would never meet here of all places.

“Yoongi? What are you doing here?” You questioned as you walked up to him.

“Y/N?” He raised a brow turning towards you.

“You two know each other?” Your dad beamed in.

“Dad!” You exclaimed and jumped into his arms.

“Hey sweetheart, how are you?” He asked.

“I'm all good, how are you now?”

“Much better, especially now that you're here.” He replied, ruffling your hair as the two of you chuckled.

“Anyways back to my question, you two know each other?” Your dad asked once again.

“We’re neighbours.” Yoongi and you retorted at the same time.

“Dad, how do you know him and why are you here Yoongi?” You questioned both of them.

“He’s the CEO of Min Productions, we just finalized a deal and collaboration.” Your dad proudly announced.

You were beyond shocked. Yoongi, Min Yoongi, your neighbour, Hoseok's friend, he is the CEO of one of the biggest companies in all of South Korea.

“I was going to tell you about him to help with your work but good thing you came. Maybe we can just discuss all that right now. If that’s fine with you and Yoongi of course.” Your dad said, eyeing the two of you.

“Sure, I don’t have any other schedule for today.” Yoongi confirmed.

“Perfect! How about you Y/N?” Your dad asked.

“Oh yea sure.” You replied, still baffled about the new information you had just learned about Yoongi.

With that, the three of you went inside your dad's office and discussed a few deals, details and designs you could all work on. Your dad had two companies and you were working in the other smaller one. The companies were known for their great interior house designing. Yoongi's company being the biggest and most famous one in that field.

“I want to do something big this time.” Your dad heaved out. He was sitting on the couch beside you and in front of Yoongi, deep in thought about what he can do.

“What do you mean by that dad?” You muddled.

“Maybe a showcase-like exhibition.” Yoongi remarked, ignoring your confused state.

“Perfect! That’s a great idea, we'll do that.” Your dad happily exclaimed.

“Wait, so we’ll hold an exhibition with our new designs? Like how Ikea has those fake displays?” You asked, amazed by the idea.

“Something exactly like that.” Yoongi confirmed.

“Oh my god, you’re so smart. I’m sure this will benefit all our companies ” You exclaimed jolting up from your seat, making both Yoongi and your dad look up at you surprised.

“Uh sorry I just got a bit excited.” You murmured and sat back down making your dad chuckle.

“Yoongi, do you have any set date for the exhibition in mind?” Your dad asked, looking back at him.

“How about 4 months from now? Our company is low on furniture stock right now so it’ll take about a month to get them and 2-3 months to set all the designs.” Yoongi replied.

“Hmm, I think that’s great. Within the month you guys get furniture we can make the presentations with selected designs and a location to display the exhibition.” You suggested.

“Yea sure, we can have another meeting to discuss that later.” Yoongi said to which you and your dad both nodded.

A few minutes later your dad’s words were interrupted by a spam of text messages on your phone.

“Sorry Dad, I'm just gonna check to see if everything is fine.” You said, pulling out your phone to which he nodded and continued talking to Yoongi.

[yoora] 2:13pm: are you done yet???

[yoora] 2:13pm: please tell me you are

[yoora] 2:14pm: it’s been almost 4 hours

[yoora] 2:14pm: I still need to share my news

[yoora] 2:14pm: it’s important.

[yoora] 2:15pm: pleaseee Y/N!!

[yoora] 2:15pm: reply or i’ll never tell you.

[y/n] 2:16pm: jeez woman you need to stop spamming!

[yoora] 2:16pm: fucking finally!!!

[y/n] 2:16pm: and fyi, it’s only been 3 hours

[yoora] 2:16pm: same thing

[y/n] 2:17pm: anyways, i’m almost done here so tell me where to meet you

[yoora] 2:17pm: my place.

[y/n] 2:17pm: alright, see you soon

[yoora] 2:17pm: okayy see you soon!!

“Dad I actually have to leave right now.” You announced, closing your phone screen.

“So suddenly? Is everything okay?” He asked, face frowning with concern. Yoongi was staring at you as well.

“Yes dad everything is fine. I just need to go drop by at Yoora’s place.” You responded.

“Oh I see, take care and send my greetings her way.” He said standing up.

“Will do, I’ll leave now and please take care of yourself.” You said, hugging your dad. Your eyes then landed on Yoongi.

“Uh it’s an honour to be working with you Mr. Min.” You said professionally, extending your hand towards him.

You heard him chuckle, showing off his gummy smile before responding to your handshake. “Just call me Yoongi.”

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“You have a what!” You yelled, choking on the water you were gulping down.

“I have a boyfriend.” Yoora stuttered out, playing with her fingers.

“Oh my god Yoora, this is huge!” You exclaimed, putting aside the glass of water and holding her hands.

“I know, he’s actually coming over in a few minutes.” She said, making you widen your eyes.

“Why did you call me then! Do I know him? What’s his name? How long have you been dating?” You bombarded her with questions.

“Y/N calm down, I wanted to tell you before anyone and I don’t think you know him but you’ve definitely heard of him. He’s actually one of Hoseok's friends.” Yoora said, making you frown.

“Really? Who?” You questioned.

Before she could even reply, the doorbell rang.

“I think that’s him.”

You watched as Yoora walked over to the door, opened it and got crushed by a muscular figure hugging her.

“Hi babe, I missed you.” You heard a deep male voice, followed by a chuckle and a “I missed you too.” from Yoora. You smiled at that as you were beyond happy for your best friend.

As the couple walked in, you stood up from the couch and finally saw the man's face. Hoseok's friend huh? Once again very good looking.

“Hey you must be Y/N. I’m Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook, It’s nice finally meeting you.” He introduced himself, extending his hand towards you.

“So you’re the man that stole my best friend's heart and my other best friend's car. It’s nice finally meeting you too, Jungkook.” You joked whilst shaking his hand.

“I— let’s not talk about the car incident. Hoseok still hates me for that.” He nervously laughed, making both you and Yoora chuckle.

“Anyways how and since when have you two been dating?” You asked curiously.

“Uh we’d been talking for 7 months after the party we met in and started dating 3 months ago.” Jungkook said, making you squint your eyes at Yoora. She told you about meeting this hot guy at the one party you couldn’t attend, but never told you that they had been talking afterwards.

“I’m sorry, I know I should have told you sooner but we wanted to be sure about our relationship before telling anyone and don’t be mad, you’re still the first one to know anyways.” Yoora apologetically retorted and you immediately softened your eyes.

“It’s fine, I’m so happy for you both. Jungkook please keep her happy and never break her heart or I swear I’ll kill you.” You threatened him.

“I swear I won’t, I love her too much.” He confessed looking at Yoora. You saw the love he had for her in his eyes and how flustered Yoora got.

He’s definitely the one for her.

“Well I guess I’ll leave you two be, don’t want to to be a third wheel.” You laughed.

“No no please don’t. I know you’re free today and we haven’t been hanging out a lot lately. Jungkook doesn't mind, I already told him.” She pleaded. Your eyes wandered off to Jungkook for confirmation and he nodded with a smile.

“Are you sure?” You asked, still having second thoughts.

“We’re sure, we can watch a movie if you’d like.” Jungkook suggested.

You sighed and smiled. “Alright, sounds good.”

Yoora squealed and stood up, “I’ll go get the popcorn and some drinks ready!”

“Why don’t you two catch up and choose a movie while I go get that hm?” Jungkook insisted, leaving a peck on Yoora’s forehead before heading towards the kitchen.

As soon as he left, you immediately hugged Yoora.

“Oh my god! He’s so sweet and good looking, literally your type.” You quietly exclaimed.

“I know right! I’m so glad I didn't ditch that party Hobi took me too that day. The guys there and Hoseok's friends were so nice and hot. You would’ve found yourself a man as well.” She excitedly whispered back.

You quietly chuckled, “I admit Hoseok’s friends are really nice and hot but you know why I couldn’t come.”

“Right, speaking of that, I forgot to ask how it went with your dad. How’s he feeling now?”

“Much better, he’s been taking all his medications on time and started working again. Dad also sent his greetings your way.” You smiled.

“That’s great! Make sure to send my greetings back to him,” She replied, making you nod.

“Of course! Well, let's choose a movie now.” You said, grabbing the remote from the table.

“Marvel!” The two of you exclaimed.

“Spider-man!” You jumped up, causing you both to laugh out loud.

“I heard Marvel and Spider-man, I’m so ready to watch.” Jungkook beamed, coming out of the kitchen with popcorn, drinks and other snacks in his arms.

“Jungkook, you're a Marvel and Spider-man fan too!” You excitedly asked.

“No shit Sherlock, who isn’t?” He cockily responded, making the three of you laugh.

“Okay, okay, let’s watch!”

You didn’t even realize when the three of you finished watching 3 movies before ordering a take out and leaving her place. It was really fun and Jungkook was an amazing guy. You’re so happy for Yoora.

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“Y/N please come to the party!” Yoora whined over the phone while you were cooking yourself some pasta for dinner.

“But—“

“No buts, you’re coming and that's final.” She stated.

“I’m not sure about it though.” You sighed, leaning against the kitchen counter.

“Oh come on, Jimin literally called and personally invited you.”

“I know but we’re not so close.”

“So what? Me, Jungkook and Hoseok, we’re all going to be there as well.” She retorted, trying to convince you for the past 15 minutes now.

“Fine, but I don’t have a—“

“Don't even worry about that. I have a sexy black one piece you could wear. Just decide on a suitable dress or some shorts and a nice top to go along with it.”

“Okay, thanks.”

She knows you too well.

“Don’t thank me, you know our rule.” She said, trying to sound mad.

“Right my bad.” You chuckled.

“Oh Jungkooks here! I'll call you tomorrow and drop off the one piece.” She exclaimed.

“Yeah sure.” You replied.

“Perfect! I’ll see you tomorrow then, bye.”

“Yeah see you, bye.” With that, the two of you ended the call.

Jimin had called you three days ago, inviting you to his house for a pool party which was being held on Saturday. You weren’t sure if you’d go since you’d only met each other once and weren’t too close. However, now that Yoora had successfully ended up convincing you to attend the party, you realized it wasn’t such a bad idea. You could spend some time with Hoseok, Yoora and some other friends.

It had also been a little over a month since you had started working on the exhibition with Yoongi. As promised, you did all the research on possible locations and compiled various interior designs to use for display. You’d definitely be using this pool party as a way to unravel and celebrate the successful presentation you gave a few days prior. You’d been quite nervous as you didn’t want to disappoint your father or Yoongi. Despite your nerves, you decided to go ahead with it. Turned out that you had done remarkably well, impressing Yoongi as a turnout.

Today was Thursday, meaning you’d only have a day to prepare yourself. Most of tomorrow will be gone as you know you’ll find yourself drowning in work. The party is in the evening of Saturday so you’ll get everything ready the morning prior.

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You stood by the edge of your bed, staring at the pile of mess you just made. You were frustrated and confused as to what to wear to the party later in the evening.

Not wanting to spoil your whole mood, you decided to facetime Yoora and let her decide. As you were about to call her, something clicked in your mind.

You totally forgot.

You knew it’d be rude to call her in the middle of this so you decided to break it down to two outfits. You took pictures wearing both and just sent her the pics.

[y/n] 12:18pm: Yoora I know you're having lunch with Jungkook and his parents but when you have time please choose which one I should wear.

*insert image*

*insert image*

After you quickly sent the text, you ran to the kitchen to grab some food to eat. You were really excited about the pool party. The one piece Yoora gave was indeed sexy and fits your body perfectly. You sure were going to have fun tonight.

As soon as you sat on the sofa with a bag of doritos, you received a notification. You smiled and clicked on it knowing it’ll just be Yoora but—

What the fuck!?

[yoongi] 12:23pm: Y/N? this is Yoongi, I think you’ve got the wrong person.

[y/n] 12:24pm: oh my god! I'm so sorry I think I misread yours and Yoora’s name.

[yoongi] 12:24pm: Oh it’s fine

Your heart was beating so fast right now. You accidentally sent two pictures of yourself to Yoongi. It took you about a good six minutes to calm down but as soon as you were okay, you received another notification

[yoongi] 12:32pm: If you're open to receive another opinion though, I'd say the second one.

You blinked your eyes and kept staring at the text. Not gonna lie, that did something to your heart. You felt butterflies in your stomach.

[y/n] 12:35pm: oh alright thanks

[yoongi] 12:37pm: np:)

≫∘❀♡❀∘≪

[hobi] 5:56pm: hey I’m downstairs

[y/n] 5:56pm: give me two mins i’ll be down

[hobi] 5:56pm: okay I’m waiting

You quickly fix your hair, put on your wedges and give yourself a quick glance in the mirror before leaving your apartment.

You are going to go to Jimin's party with Hoseok today. It’s been a while since you last met him considering his sudden trip to Chicago for two weeks.

Stepping out of the apartment entrance, you saw Hoseok leaning against his silver BMW. He didn’t notice you as his eyes were too focused on his phone.

“Hobi!” You beam, running up to him.

“Hey Y/N!” He beams back, trapping you into a bear hug.

“You look nice.” He compliments, eyeing your blue jean shorts and black off shoulder crop top which show off your belly piercing and sharp collarbones.

“You don’t look too bad yourself.” You retort, eyeing his white shorts and blue striped shirt.

“I never look bad.” He states whilst adjusting the shades resting on his head, making you roll your eyes.

“Anyways, how was Chicago?” You ask.

“It was amazing! I met a girl there actually.” He answers, making your eyes widen.

“Oh my god what!” You exclaim, causing him to let out a chuckle at your reaction.

“I’ll tell you on the way, get in the car first or we’ll be late.” He remarks, already walking towards the driver seat.

“Oh yea let’s go.” You say, opening the car door and settling yourself in.

Once he starts driving, your curiosity grows bigger.

“So?” You start, staring at his side profile.

“So what?” He asks, taking a quick glance at you before staring back at the road. You know he knows exactly what you’re referring to.

“Jung Hoseok.” His name comes sternly out your mouth.

“Fine fine, her name is Aera. She's actually Korean and is currently studying at a law school in Chicago. She still has a year to go and then she’ll come back.”

“Stop, that's so cool. So you’ll wait till she comes back?” You curiously ask.

“Yeah we both seem to like each other and we’ve been talking ever since I got back.” He shyly replies.

“Hobi, that’s great! Omg I'm so happy for you.” You squeal as he thanks you before turning on some music.

“To be honest, I wasn’t sure if I’d be available to pick you up tonight so I was going to tell Yoongi to bring you along with him.”

“Wait. Yoongi’s coming?” You ask, horror evident in your eyes.

“Of course we’re all friends, he’s Jimin's friend too, did you forget?” He laughs, eyes still focused on the road.

Great, just great. Now you have to face him after accidentally sending him your pics. Can this get any worse and embarrassing? You know you had to face him on Monday for work but within 5-6 hour after the incident…

After about 15 minutes, you see Hoseok pulling up at a parking lot with a huge mansion behind it.

Jimin lives here what the fuck!

“This isn’t Jimin's house, it's his family farm house.” Hobi confirms, as if he read your mind.

“Oh I see, it’s really pretty.” You mumble.

“It is. Now quit staring at it and let’s go in, I'll finally introduce you to Taehyung as well,” he says, making you nod. You follow him to the door and watch him ring the bell. When the door opens, the two of you are greeted by Jimin himself.

“Hoseok! Hey bro.” Jimin pulls Hoseok into a hug before turning towards you.

“Y/N hey! Glad you made it, it's been a while huh?” He exclaims, reaching in for a hug which you gladly accept.

“It sure has, thank you for inviting Jimin.” You beam a smile at him.

“Of course anytime, we’re friends now.” He smiles in return.

“But she’s my best friend.” Hoseok speaks in between, making you playfully hit his shoulder.

“Yeah yeah anyways, come in and make yourself at home.” Jimin says, guiding the two of you inside.

As soon as you step in, you are hit by the smell of alcohol as the song Uptown Funk by Bruno Mars blasts loudly through the speakers. Of course the first thing you notice is the beautiful interior of the house, you were amazed by it. Then you notice people scattered all around the house.

Jimin takes it upon himself to lead you and Hoseok to the backyard even though Hobi seemed to know the way. Once you reach, you see many more bodies dancing around, drinking, smoking, making out and playing in the pool.

“The bar is right there, you can get whatever you want. Please enjoy and don’t hesitate to ask for anything else, I'll be around.” Jimin says, pointing at the bar where people were sitting and bartenders were serving drinks.

Jimin definitely seems rich. I mean, his family owns Park Motels after all.

“Yeah, till everyone actually gets here at least. We all know you’d be hooking up with someone soon Jimin.” Hoseok snickers whilst you press your lips together to try to hold in your laugh.

“Shut up! Don’t embarrass me like that. Geez don’t listen to him Y/N.” Jimin replies.

“It’s totally fine Jimin, it’s your party of course you’ll enjoy.” You assure.

“See! Y/N is so kind, not judging me unlike someone else here,” he says, glaring at Hoseok to which he responds by rolling his eyes.

“Hey Jimin!” the three of you look back to see Namjoon, Seokjin, Jungkook, Yoora and this other man you don’t think you’ve ever met walking towards you.

Maybe he’s Taehyung?

“Hey guys!” Jimin and Hoseok beam as Yoora comes and hugs you.

“Y/N! It’s so good to see you again.“ Seokjin politely says as Namjoon agrees and passes his dimple smile towards you.

“Likewise. How are you guys?” You ask.

“Perfectly fine. How about you?” The two say in return.

“I’m fine too.” You smile and wave at Jungkook who waves back.

“Oh and I believe you two haven’t met. Y/N this is Taehyung and Taehyung this is Y/N.” Jimin adds, pointing towards the man you’d assume was Taehyung indeed.

“Hey, I’ve heard a lot about you Y/N,” his deep ocean-like voice speaks as he motions his hand forward to you. You blink your eyes and immediately shake his hand.

He looks so dreamy and handsome.

“I could say the same Taehyung, nice to meet you.”

Soon enough, the 6 boys are chatting amongst themselves and you quietly start whispering to Yoora beside you, “How the hell are his friends so good looking?”

“I don’t know. Well let’s see, Namjoon and Seokjin have a girlfriend while me and Jungkook are together so Jim—“

“Really!” You exclaim louder than you thought, once knowing two of them have girlfriends. This makes the 6 men snap their heads towards you and Yoora.

“Any problem girls? You okay Y/N?” Namjoon asks.

“Uh yeah actually, me and Y/N are going to head to the pool now, is that fine?” Yoora asks, hooking her arm under yours.

“Of course have fun! The changing room is right there.” Jimin says, pointing to a door beside the glass window leading into the house.

“Got it thanks!” Yoora beams before holding your hand and dragging the two of you towards the change room. Of course after making sure she gives Jungkook a quick peck on his lips and cheek.

≫∘❀♡❀∘≪

You can feel the gazes being thrown at you. You’re not even complaining because damn right you look sexy and amazing tonight. Yoora told you a thousand times before the two of you stepped out of the changing room seconds ago.

Making your way towards the pool, you already see Hoseok and his friends in there, shirtless. You look away spotting Jimin making out with a girl in a hot pink bikini only to find Hoseok, Taehyung and Jungkook talking to one another in the corner while Namjoon and Seokjin were each talking to a girl. Maybe it’s their girlfriends.

When you get into the pool, Hoseok, Taehyung and Jungkook swim towards you and Yoora, making sure to splash some water your way on purpose. As a reflex, the two of you bring your hands forward to block the water and look to the side.

“My girls are looking sexy.” Hoseok beams, snaking his arms around your bare waists. The two of you don’t mind knowing it’s just Hoseok and the three of you are very much comfortable with each other. I mean, you’ve practically known each other for twenty years now.

“Don’t we always.” You two retort as Hobi gives you both the ‘as if, I've seen you at your worst’ look.

“Anyways, we are going to start beach volleyball in the pool, wanna join?” Taehyung asks in between.

“We’d love to!” The two of you exclaim and so everyone gathers up to play.

After two long hours of playing around and having fun in the pool, You and Yoora decide to come out and dry yourselves up. You received a few drinks in the pool but the two of you needed to sit down to talk whilst enjoying another nice drink.

The two of you dry yourselves up in the change room before running towards the bar stools. You make sure to wear shorts over your one piece before you do though.

“One Margarita for me!” Yoora exclaims before turning to you, telepathically asking what you’d like.

“I’d like the same,” you respond, making the bartender nod and leave to get your drinks ready.

They served it in just seconds, wow.

“So how was lunch with Jungkook's parents?” You start, clinking your glass with hers.

“Oh my god I was literally nervous for no reason, they were like the sweetest people ever,” she coos.

“Really, that’s amazing! Still can’t get over how gorgeous you look tonight by the way. I bet Jungkook won’t be able to keep his hands to himself, not that he was in the pool anyways.” You tease your best friend who showed up in a yellow and purple two piece, paired with an off the shoulder, floral white dress to go over it.

As if on cue, Jungkoook makes his way over to the two of you and stands beside Yoora.

“Hey Y/N! Can I steal her from you for a bit?” He asks whilst licking his lips.

“Of course, take her for as long as you want. Have fun you two.” You sheepishly grin, glancing between the two and notice Yoora glaring at you while Jungkook stands there with a smirk plastered on his face.

“Oh we will, thanks.” Jungkook replies, eyeing your best friend before snaking a hand around her waist and taking her inside.

As soon as Yoora and Jungkook leave, you order another drink and patiently sit there while staring at the crowd. Half of them are in the pool and the other half are dancing.

“Mind if I join you?” Your eyes widen as you immediately jerk your head up to see Yoongi staring down at you.

“Uh no not at all,” you respond, fidgeting with the glass of red wine the bartender had just served to you.

“Great. A single malt scotch whiskey please,” he orders, taking a seat on the stool beside you which was previously occupied by Yoora.

For a moment you both sit there in silence while taking sips of your drinks. From the corner of your eyes, you feel Yoongi's eye on you so you slowly move your head to take a glance at him.

“Do you have something to say?” You ask, trying your best not to stutter knowing you are under his sharp gaze.

“Yes well, we have a meeting on Thursday, just a reminder.” He states to which you quietly nod.

“Right. Thanks for remin—“

“Y/N! Yoongi! Come on, don't sit around, let’s go dance.” Hoseok excitedly exclaims as he wraps his arms around the both of you before dragging you two to the dance floor.

Hoseok twirls you around before showing off some moves of his own. Taehyung being the gentleman he is, greets you before grasping your hand to sway you around a few times. You laugh and find yourself dancing along to the music. Such a nice and fun guy.

Yoongi stands there watching the three of you, well mostly you. Unknowingly he feels his heart racing. It was something about your exposed legs, collarbones, the belly piercing and wet hair. You look beautiful under the neon lights flashing over your face, swaying your hips perfectly to match the rhythm.

Soon enough, many more bodies start to join, making the space become tighter. Yoongi then realizes that your body was now pressed against his. Your hands are resting on his shoulder in need of support while his hands just stay by his side, not daring to touch you.

The two of you find yourselves lost in an intense eye lock. The loud music blasting in the background, starts fading away as Yoongi finds it harder to resist himself.

“Don’t look at me like that.” Yoongi growls, not taking his eyes off you as you don’t either.

“Like what?” You mumble, enough for him to hear. You make sure to squeeze his shoulders and biceps before slowly trailing one of your hands down to his chest. You don’t know where you got this sudden confidence from but you’re going to blame the alcohol for it.

“Fuck you’re gonna regret this,” he mumbles back, lightly flicking his tounge over his lips which you find super hot. You feel intoxicated with the tone of his voice, his strong breezy cologne and his not so minty but alcohol scented breath.

Your bodies are pressed against each other yet his hands are still not touching you. It was driving you crazy. He was driving you crazy.

You didn’t want to but you find yourself breaking the intense eye contact before moving your eyes down to his wet plump lips. You take your index finger and slowly trace it down his Adam's apple which you watch go up and down, indicating how hard he gulped from your movement.

“Y/N.” he warns. His voice, low and stern.

You look back up to meet his eyes, only to see them glued onto your lips. You were so desperate to have them pressed against his pink wet ones that you didn’t care about anything else at this point. In a swift moment, you grab his collar, pull him closer to you and smash your lips onto his.

Your eyes shut close as you feel Yoongi's lips perfectly mould into yours as if they’re only made for you. They were warm and soft just like how you’d imagine.

That’s where you finally feel one of his arms wrap around your waist and the other around your back with his hand tangled up in your damp hair. You secure your arms around his neck and slowly guide your fingers up to play with his long fluffy hair.

When you feel his hands move down to your hips giving it a little squeeze, you almost yelp and immediately pull out from the kiss.

Fuck you just kissed Yoongi.

He slowly caresses your cheeks and lightly brushes his thumb over your lips.

“You wanna take this upstairs,” he whispers, making you nervous. You may have planned on getting laid tonight but certainly not by Yoongi.

Yoongi feels your uneasiness and sighs. “Only if you’re okay with it. I’m not going to force you Y/N. We can forget whatever happened if you think this was a mist—“

“No!” You exclaim.

“I…I just…fuck. Okay fine let’s go!” You stutter and whine, being all frustrated with yourself. You know you’re overthinking but this might only be a one night thing and nothing else.

Right?

“Y/N once again I’m not—“

“Yoongi, I want you,” you cut him off, looking him in the eyes. You see them go dark with the same lustful gaze he held before the kiss. He clutches your hand and walks the two of you past the sweaty bodies to get in the house. From the corner of your eyes, you spot Taehyung and Hoseok happily dancing amongst the crowd.

They didn’t see the kiss, thank god.

Once Yoongi’s free hand slides open the glass door to enter the house, he leads you up the stairs as you mindlessly follow behind. He comes to a halt in front of the furthest door from the stairs and opens it, gesturing for you to step in.

Once you do, you feel his grip on your hand go loose as he leaves it to lock the door with his broad back facing you. When he turns around, he pauses and stares at your figure for a brief second before moving closer. He snakes his arm around your waist and quickly yanks you towards him so that both of your hands are pressed against his chest.

“You’ve been driving me insane all night Y/N,” he whispers, giving your hips a light squeeze.

“Could say the same Mr. Min,” you tease, knowing damn well how much he hates it when you call him that.

“Fuck Y/N, you sure you want this?” he asks, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Yes.” You breathe out.

“Are you clean baby?” He asks while opening the drawer beside you with one hand, possibly searching for a condom.

“Yes and I'm on pills so no need to look for a condom.” You assure, deeply staring into his dark orbs before locking lips with him again.

This time it was more rough and rushed. Both your tongues fighting for dominance and teeth clashing, leading into a messy make out session. His hands roam all over your body as yours begins to unbutton his black shirt and slide it off his built arms.

You yelp when he lifts you up and gently places you on the bed, hovering over you. Your hands make their way from touching his bare upper half to the back of his neck as you both continue to salivate each other’s lips.

“Yoongi please,” you whine, pulling out of the steamy kiss.

“Please what? I need words princess.” He speaks in a husky tone, making you even more weak and wet than you already were.

“Please touch me. Please fuck me, I need you in me.” You beg, receiving a quick low chuckle from him.

“Yeah? You want me to fuck you senseless hm?” He says, slowly caressing your thighs.

“Yes please.” You plead.

“Tell me exactly what you need then.” He demands.

“Need your dick in me fuck Yoongi just—mmph.” Your whining gets cut off by his lips that smash onto yours once again whilst his cold veiny hands begin to trace all your curves.

“Can I?” He pants, playing with the hem of your shorts. You nod and he immediately slides them off, throwing them somewhere on the ground.

He goes down to your thighs and spreads them apart, leaving wet kisses around the inner part before eyeing your clothed area. You were still in your one piece.

Yoongi hovers back up to lean over your face, gently holds your head and lifts your upper half off the bed so that you’re smug in arms. He unties the knots on the back of your one piece before sliding the straps off from both sides and completing discarding it from your body. Yoongi eyes your naked figure from head to toe and bites his lips before leaning down to your neck.

“I always knew you’d be beautiful in and out.” He whispers, biting your earlobe before leaving a trail of wet butterfly kisses from your neck, down to your pussy. You shudder at the feeling.

“So fucking wet for me aren’t you princess?”

“Hmm only for you, now take this off,” you mumble, pointing at his pants as you can already see how hard he is. Yoongi immediately obeys and takes it off along with his boxers, letting his hardened cock spring free. You almost gasp seeing his length, he was huge.

“Like what you see baby?” He smirks.

Fuck you want him. You want him so bad!

“Yoongi go on alread—shit!” You whimper, feeling his cold fingers rubbing circles over your clit.

“Need to stretch you out first.” He says, inserting two long fingers inside you.

“Yoongi oh my god.” You cry out in pleasure, pulling him closer.

“You like that baby?” He asks, groaning when you clench tightly around his digits.

“Yes Yoon— '' You moan out as he quickens his pace, fucking his fingers in and out of your dripping cunt. When you feel your orgasm approaching, you squeeze his arm.

“Fuck im so close,” you hiss as he hums in response before pulling his fingers completely out of you.

“Yoongi why’d you pull out!” You whine, feeling the sudden emptiness of his fingers in you while you were close to finishing.

“Cause I want you to cum all over my cock.” He responds, palming his member and stroking it before positioning it to your entrance.

He looks at your naked frame beneath him to ask for consent, to which you eagerly nod. When he enters your wet heat, the two of you let out a deep groan and whimper.

“Shit! You’re still so fucking tight baby. Should’ve eaten you out too,” he groans, feeling the burn as every inch of him stretches your walls to their limit.

“Fuck Yoongi, just move already.” You plead, extremely aroused by the dirty words he was throwing at you.

He is quick to oblige and nods before thrusting into you slowly. Once he catches his pace, you become a moaning mess under him. His name being the only thing coming out of your mouth while you grip his hair and sheets tightly. Yoongi loved it, loved feeling you squirm and be a mess under him, loved the sound of both your skins slapping filling the room while you chant his name over and over again. It was like music to his ears.

“You feel so fucking good baby.” He groans, using one of his hands to play with your hardened nipple before latching his mouth on, to suck it.

“Fuck Yoon you’re so good, shit right there.” You moan, rolling your eyes back while gripping Yoongi’s hair tighter as you feel him hit your g-spot. You only earn yourself a low groan from him.

“Shit shit shit so close Yoon fuck!” Yoongi hates to admit it but the way you were calling him ‘Yoon’ was making him go crazy.

“Fuck, you’re gonna cream my cock princess yea?” He asks gritting his teeth, nearly pulling out all the way before slamming back into you again.

“Yes! Please go faster!” You shriek, bucking your hips forward to feel him more.

“Faster? shit you’re making me go crazy Y/N.” Something about the way he said your name along with the amount of pleasure he was giving you almost made you dizzy.

“Gonna cum Yoongi!” You screech, shutting your eyes tight as you feel the familiar knot in your stomach again.

“Will cum all over my cock like the good girl you are?” He emphasizes each word with controlled thrusts.

“Yoongi yes fuck, please just— cant hold it.” you cry out.

“Cum for me then.” He murmurs, leaving a sloppy kiss near your jawline before pulling out of you to let you cream his cock. You wince and cry out at the feeling as your orgasm washes over you.

Yoongi surprises you when he gives your slit a nice long lick. “Just wanted to taste you,” he beams, plopping his sweaty figure beside you.

“You didn’t cum,” you remark, sitting up as your chest still heaves up and down.

“It's fine.” He mutters, still lying down as beads of sweat drip down his chest and forehead.

“No it’s not, you’ve been working so hard for the exhibition, I think you deserve a treat Mr. Min.” You retort, looking down at him and giving his veiny cock a nice deep stroke.

“Fuck, I told you not to call me that but you’re right, I do deserve a treat. Think you can give me a head?” He jerks up, brushing his hand through his hair.

“I’d love to, Mr. Min.” You respond, your tongue reaching down to lick his pink tip, precum already leaking from it with your own cum smeared over as well.

“Don’t fucking tease baby.” He grunts. You dip your head down and take him in your mouth, moaning at the sensation as Yoongi tries to fight back a moan himself. You swirl your tongue around a bit before bobbing your head up and down to suck him off and take as much of him as you can. Only Yoongi knows how pretty you look right now and he’d do anything to see you like this for the rest of his life.

“Fuck you’re taking me so well princess.” He hisses, gripping your hair and moving it out your face so that it wouldn’t be in your way. It only makes you suck him harder.

He groans and throws his head back, “Not gonna last long fuck.”

After giving him a few more sucks, you feel his dick twitch in your mouth. You knew he’d cum anytime soon so you already prepared yourself.

“Shit, gonna cum.” He curses before shooting his hot cum straight down your throat. When you pull out, you start coughing and your eyes were glistening with tears.

“Shit sorry, are you okay?” Yoongi apologizes, worriedly reaching down to cup your face.

“I’m good, just tired.” You tell him with an amused smile.

“Let’s get you cleaned okay.” He says, pecking your forehead and lifting you off him to lay you down on the bed.

Was this the same man a few minutes ago?

You watch Yoongi wear his boxers and go into the bathroom to bring a damp towel in order to clean you up. Once he is done, he gives you his black button up to wear and tucks you in bed before slipping under the sheets, right beside you.

“Yoongi if we sleep here, I'll need to tell Hoseok not to wait for me.” You mutter, instantly realizing and moving closer to Yoongi's body so that you are facing him.

“I’ll text him, don't worry, just sleep okay.” He replies, cuddling you while playing with your hair.

“Don’t tell him that we—“

“No way I would, I'll never hear the end of it.” He adds, to which you both let out a chuckle.

“Thank you for tonight, goodnight Yoongi.” You wish him, eyes closed as you’re already half asleep in his embrace.

Yoongi smiles and mutters back, “night princess,” before falling into deep slumber himself.

≫∘❀♡❀∘≪

It’s been 3 months since that night. Neither you nor Yoongi had the time to talk about that certain topic or anything else other than work. Things had been really hectic and busy with the exhibition being just around the corner. In fact, It was going to be held tomorrow so you were really nervous yet excited at the same time.

You were seated on your kitchen counter stool, skimming through some details on the designs you will be presenting tomorrow, when you hear a sudden knock on the door. You sigh and walk over to open it, only to find Yoongi standing there.

“Hey Yoon—“

“We need to talk.” He says in a serious tone, making you worried. You let him in and close the door behind you.

“Is the display fine? Should I change anything? All the designs are okay right? Did something happe—?'' Before you could say anything more, he cuts you off.

“I can’t anymore.” He mumbles, staring at the floor.

“Cant what Yoongi? Are you okay?” You worriedly ask him, trying to catch a glimpse of his face.

“Fuck I just— I think I’m in love with you.” He confesses, looking up at you. You were too stunned to speak at the moment. The two of you stand there in silence for a few seconds, if only he knew how fast your heart was racing right now.

“You’re what?” You question him, making sure whatever you just heard was right.

“I’m in love with you. I know we haven’t gotten the chance to talk much after that night but I can’t stop thinking about you. I was actually attracted to you from the beginning and I slowly started liking you as a friend and a colleague but that night, I just knew I liked you more than that. So can we like…you know, will you be my girlfriend?” He nervously confesses.

“Is Mr. Min nervous?” You tease him, flashing him an amused smile.

“Y/N. I'm serious.” He almost whines. Seeing such a side of Yoongi apart from his cold demeanour that he has when working makes you so happy and giddy.

“Well, I’d love to be your girlfriend.“ You giggle in response as he stands there in shock.

“Yoongi,” you call out. He hums in return, eyes boring into yours.

“Just kiss me already goddamn it.” You whine, tugging on his shirt collar so that you could press your lips against his.

When your lips meet one another, It starts off as a slow passionate kiss which gradually turns into a rather hungrier one. Yoongi being Yoongi, squeezes your ass and tumbles you both over onto your couch so that he is hovering over you.

“How about you pay me back for borrowing some sugar that day, by letting me taste your sweet little cunt.”

“Oh my g— Yoongi!” You widen your eyes and lightly slap his arm. How did he go from being a stuttering mess to being so confident?

“Oh come on, I know you’d love it.” Yoongi mumbles, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“I would but I love you more.” You giggle pecking his cheeks.

“Not more than how much I love you though,” he retorts, pecking your lips and nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.

“Tomorrow is a big day.” You whisper, hooking your arms around his nape.

“I know, but you did amazing. You worked so hard on this and I loved all the designs and presentations you gave.” He replies, gently holding your hand and rubbing circles over your knuckles.

“You’re just saying that because you like me.” You retort, making him lean up to face you.

“This is part of the reason why I actually started liking you baby, I couldn’t be more proud of you.”

“I should be the one saying how proud I am of you. You worked even harder on this than me. You even skipped meals and went home at like 2 am,” you respond, brushing your fingers through his scalp.

“Oh, were you observing me princess?” He asks you in a teasing manner.

“Hmm couldn’t stop staring at my handsome and hot neighbour. No wait, I mean boss, or is it colleague? Or should I say boyfriend.” You reply, not even denying it.

“Whichever you like,” he chuckles in response before getting off of you and lifting you up in bridal style.

“Yoon what are you do—“

“Getting you to bed. We need to get some good sleep to survive tomorrow.” He states, walking to your bedroom and placing you on the bed.

“Nice room.” He compliments whilst looking around. He’s an interior designer himself, of course he’d say something about it.

“Thank you, wanna stay over?” You ask, reaching to the side to turn off the lights from your bedside table.

“Would love to.” He responds, sliding under the sheets beside you. You switch off the lights, embrace yourselves in each other’s arm and fall into deep slumber.

≫∘❀♡❀∘≪

The next day, your morning was occupied with last minute touch ups needed to be done for the designs. You kept wondering how your boyfriend was putting up with everything. When the two of you were having breakfast, he informed you that his parents were going to drop by as well. The news had made you even more nervous than you already were. I mean, the two of you just started dating yesterday and you were already going to meet his parents.

Anyways, the overall day went by really fast and fairly well. The exhibition went smoothly and a lot of people showed up including your parents, Hoseok, Yoora, their parents and Hoseok’s friends. When you met Yoongi's parents, they were really nice and looked so happy to meet you. When you told your parents, they weren’t even surprised, especially your mom.

“I knew you two would have something going on, the moment I saw him at your place that day.” These were the exact words your mom had uttered to you with Yoongi by your side.

Hoseok, Yoora and the others were very surprised. Jungkook and Jimin obviously couldn’t keep their mouths shut and exposed Yoongi by telling you how he kept asking them for some girl's advice.

“Never knew you’d be into Yoongi but at least we can go on double dates now.” Yoora had whispered to you.

“Can’t believe that even when you and Yoongi would talk to me everyday, I couldn’t figure it out.” Hoseok had beamed.

You are currently in Yoongi’s black Palisade, on your way back home from the restaurant Yoongi's father had made a reservation for. It was a fun day and nice dinner with both your families and friends. Both your parents got along very well.

You were staring out the window, recalling all the events of today when you suddenly feel Yoongi’s cold hand on your thigh.

“You know my offer from yesterday still stands.” He says, making you frown.

“What are you talking about?” You question him.

“Don’t act so innocent baby, you know what I’m talking about.” Once he states that, you knew exactly what he was referring to.

“Yoon, I already paid you back.” You reply, deciding to tease him and stretch out the conversation a bit.

“Hm, but that wasn’t enough.” He retorts.

“What do you mean I gave ba—“

“You made me fall for you. Never knew I'd fall for the girl that showed up at my apartment late at night to borrow some sugar. You stole my heart so make up for that.” He claims, looking at you when the traffic lights turn red. Your eyes immediately soften.

“I love you so much.” You confess, leaning in for a quick kiss before the lights turn green again.

“I love you too.” He responds, kissing you back before you pull out and properly sit back on your seat.

“Also, I’d like to accept your offer Mr. Min.” You assert, intertwining your fingers with his as his hand was still resting on your thigh.

“Oh my love, I hope you know you’re in for a long night then.” He smirks, squeezing your hand and taking a glance at you. You look away being all flustered so he wouldn’t notice you turning red.

[dressdaisy]

kiss and tell 🎀

könig x reader fluffy drabble <3

warnings: none, unless embarrassment counts

it’s a tiny bit sad in the middle but then we get silly again :)

horangi makes an appearance too!

word count: ~1,400

turns out your husband, könig, isn’t that good at keeping you a secret…

you used to be a night owl, until you met könig. he kinda got you used to his soldier sleep schedule (up at 5 am, in bed by 10pm, when he wasn’t out in the field and forced to go days without sleeping). you were cursing your well adjusted sleep habits now, though, tugging your blanket around your shoulders as you see könig off at the door. it’s near 12 am, your neighborhood is quiet and still, but könig is as alert as ever.

you’d been out having a drawn out, romantic dinner when he’d been called on, but it was an urgent matter, so you two immediately went home so he could shower and pack. he always gets all focused and serious in times like these. he’s going on about the usual safety reminders-

“lock the door at all times, liebes” “don’t go out too late. invite your friends here instead.” “turn your scented candles off before you leave… on second thought, maybe just don’t use them at all? you’re a little forgetful sometimes”

-and you just smile sleepily at him, watching him adjust his bulletproof vest. of course to fully get into könig mindset, he’d gear up before leaving. your neighbors always turned in early, so he wasn’t worried about them seeing some scary soldier exiting your house, leaving them to wonder if that guy was friends with your tall as a tree, yet gentle husband. you’d already changed out of your favorite (and könig’s too) red dress, but you still hadn’t removed your makeup, opting to fuss over könig’s packing instead.

just as he taught you about bettering your sleep cycle, you taught him of accepting commodities and being cared for. now his pack has his usual stuff, plus on the go hygiene products, non perishable snacks (he has a weakness for these dark chocolate granola bars), and little mementos that are his guiding light through these trying missions. <3

now, huddled together at the doorway, you can’t help but tug him down by his vest for a kiss, pressing your lips over his through his mask. he makes a little noise of surprise, having been cut off mid safety rant, but he instead lifts his mask to kiss you “i’ll always come back to you, even if i have to crawl” (never “bye”) properly. the space between you warms as you kiss each other with all the love you have, damn near creating your own dimension where just the two of you exist. you know it only makes it harder for him to leave though, so you act as the rock, gently pulling back before wiping your lipgloss from his lips. “you’re gonna be late, love”, you whisper, discretely blinking away a tear when he glances at the clock on the entry table. “right as ever, königin”, he smiles as he straightens his mask picking up his duffel and helmet in one hand.

“redo of our date night?”, he asks, turning the door knob with his free hand and stepping over the threshold. you cross your arms over your chest, tugging your makeshift robe closed as the night chill from the open door sweeps in. “next weekend”, you declare confidently, full faith in your husband, secure in the knowledge that he’ll always make it back to you. the rest of his departure goes by in a blur, from the kiss he blows you before climbing in his car, to you locking the door after waving til his car turned the corner. a successful send off, you sigh as you head to shower and do your skincare before passing out for the night.

unfortunately, there was one little detail you both forgot…

könig strides into the base, heading straight to his office to grab some files needed for the mission briefing. he’d meant to get those documents signed and sent up the next rung of the kortac ladder, but no one had anticipated the turn of events that kickstarted this urgent mission. other soldiers were coming and going through the halls, some glancing (no one dared stare) at him in awe… or fear. either worked, in his opinion. könig couldn’t help but let it stroke his ego. he remembered how it felt to be a fresh faced rookie, only hoping to someday become one of the higher ups. he chuckled quietly to himself, even slowing his purposeful pace a little to give the newbies a nice colonel könig sighting.

when you got it, you got it, no?

he sauntered to his office, noting horangi was waiting outside his door. he also noted the way his friend’s eyebrows shot up in surprise as he took in his appearance. könig returned horangi’s strange look with a confused look himself. he’d checked he got everything right before leaving your house. his vest, the gear strapped to his vest, his mask, he even made sure to put his helmet on before entering the base… so why was horangi staring at him like he’d sprouted wings?

“you old dog!”, horangi gave könig an easy push on his shoulder. “you got a girl and you didn’t tell me?”

what???

könig had done all he could to keep you safe and untarnished by his work… obviously you knew what he did, but he’d never delve into details, and he sure as hell didn’t tell anyone at work about you. what purpose would they have knowing? he didn’t need them trying to cajole you into coming to stay here just to have könig be available on base full time! his engel didn’t have to step a single foot in this place. how on earth did horangi find out?

kortac did have their own…creative…ways to find out information, and it would be much easier looking into one of your own compared to an enemy. könig was racking his brain for any instance where he might have noticed surveillance being run on him, or any of his non agency issued electronics acting odd from possible hacking. the mailman had been acting a little shifty… (no, he hadn’t) and his personal phone had been displaying that odd pop up every time he opened his photos app! (again, false alarm. it was a “storage full notice”. he’d filled up his storage with pictures of you and your adventures together.)

horangi, meanwhile, crossed his arms, thinking könig was trying to think up a convincing lie against the obvious evidence.

aha! what if horangi was just making a wild guess, trying to catch könig off guard? könig wasn’t a fool. he’d been in the business long enough to not fall for such a elementary level interrogation technique. he just had to keep his cool. horangi definitely had nothing on him. könig allowed himself a casual, light scoff before setting his duffel on the floor and facing his office door, wanting horangi’s weak interrogation over with already. “where is this coming from? now’s not the time for jokes”, he huffed dismissively.

“you can’t be serious. you must have a girl…unless you’re going for a ‘confuse the enemy’ method now?”

okay, now könig was annoyed, which is saying a lot, because horangi was the one colleague he most liked. “cut to the chase, kim” könig fished his keys out from his duffel, flicking through them to find the one to his office

“könig, there’s a glittery lip print on your mask… right where your mouth would be”

shit

the only sound in the hall was könig’s keys clinking as he dropped them in shock.

how could he forget you’d kissed him through his mask, while you were still wearing your cursed (it was actually quite lovely, it tastes like strawberries to könig, he’s just mortified right now) shimmering lipgloss?

that’s why all the soldiers he passed in the hall looked at him funny. it wasn’t awe, it was confusion! basically all of kortac witnessed him making a fool of himself! of course könig is losing his mind, horangi’s cackling laugh serving as the background music, but rest assured, könig’s reputation is safe. those five (5, fünf, cinco) soldiers he passed didn’t get a long enough look as to notice the glittering spot on his mask. only horangi was brave enough-and dare i say lucky enough- to actually look at the revered and feared colonel. könig’s thanking all the forces of the universe when he remembers he always packs backup masks.

for what’s it’s worth, your husband sure learned his lesson. that’s how the only restriction regarding your kisses came to be

new rule: no kissing over the mask

. . . . . . . . . . . .

sorry, i just love making könig be silly 🫶🏼

[mxqdii]

angst to fluff matt sturniolo but he's stubborn about talking it out with reader so it lasts long to the point where reader gets frustrated yk? maybe this is too specific 😭 also if u do this, do it however!!

did you mean it? - m.s

pairings: matt sturniolo x reader

summary: matt accidentally says "i love you" and just pretends it never happened, leaving the reader sad and conflicted.

warning(s): angst, confession, crying? (idk help 😭)

"this is why i fell in love with you" he says and i freeze

he loves me?

i look at him, blank expression on my face

(which is definitely not how my mind is reacting)

his face turns bright red

"you-" i start but get interrupted

"i didn't mean it like that" he says and i feel my heart drop

"oh, okay.." i say, almost in a whisper

my heart just shattered into a million pieces. matt, my boyfriend, the love of my life, doesn’t mean it like that.

we continue making dinner, the awkward silence filling the room.

suddenly nick and chris come downstairs, and for some reason i'm actually thankful for it.

they start talking to us but my mind is elsewhere, maybe it's my fault. i mean, i didn't say it back fast enough which could've caused matt to second guess, or he just didn't mean it, or-

"y/n you there?" nick says and i snap out of my thoughts

"yeah! yeah im here.." i say with a dry tone and a short smile

i'm too upset to be cheerful right now.

we finish making dinner and finish eating, which is when me and matt decide to watch a movie.

throughout the film, i noticed how matt started acting like nothing happend

i hate it.

i feel like we should at least talk about it, or like.. mention it again?

maybe it wasn't that big of a deal

maybe i should let it go

or maybe, matt is being stubborn.

"matt" i say, abruptly

"yes love?" he says and i feel shivers go down my spine

do i really wanna ruin this? now?

i just am so in my head i cannot leave things like that.

"i- uh.." my words get caught in my throat and i feel like i can't get out what i wanna say

maybe it's for the better.

"i'm gonna go, home- yeah." i say

"oh, okay." he answered

i quickly grab my keys and jacket, saying bye to nick and chris, then giving matt a quick hug and immediately leaving.

fuck fuck fuck, what do i even do.

i get home and feel a sense of lonliness, emptiness fill me.

i can't help but burst into tears

i messed up

i don't know why my mind immediately went to it being my fault, i guess that's just my instinct, matt was actually the one who noticed i always assumed things were my fault, so he would always reassure me thing's weren't.

after that whole situation earlier though, things are different this time.

the thought of matt makes me cry harder.

minutes pass, then hours, and suddenly its been a day.

it's currently 10pm, the last time i heard from matt was yesterday, when i left his house actually..

i've been crying all day just watching TV

i am a mess.

suddenly i get a knock on the door

i wipe my tears, running to the bathroom to make sure my nose and eyes arent red anymore (which thankfully arent)

i look fine, i look like i've been fine.

perfect.

i run back to the door, quickly opening it, knowing i've kept whoever waiting long enough

matt.

i go speechless, like, i literally don't have the words, and even if i did, i'm not sure what i'd say.

"you're a mess" he says, breaking the silence

"i'm not a mess" i exclaim and he looks down with a laugh

"i can tell you've been crying" he adds on, confirming his 'i'm a mess' comment.

fuck, this boy knows me too well.

i open the door wider, gesturing him to come in.

"so.. why are you here.." i ask and he turns around to face me

"because i'm stubborn and you're frustrated." he replies, causing me to look at him in confusion

"i've never lied to you, until last night. i do love you y/n, i should've said it but i just- i couldn't. and then i got scared and tried to ignore it, causing me to be distant. but every second we didn't talk i was thinking about it- i was thinking about you."

all this information is too much for my slow brain to process

"so you- you meant it? you love me?" i repeat and he steps closer to me

"yes y/n, i love you" he states and i smile

he puts his hands on my waist and kisses me

we pull away, still inches away from eachother

"i love you too matt."

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[winryrockbellwannabe]

🍃 Trying to get out of a rut 🍃

new semester, new me, am i right?

last semester I realized i was getting super overworked and i wasn't getting enough rest to make up for it, even tho I was sleeping 8 hours everynight and doing the routine that usually works better for me. But i didn't work bc of the amount of stress I was in, and now that routine does not work for me at all. So, even tho i was scared to change a routine that i knew i liked, i decided to change everything. but EVERYTHING

set a decent sleep schedule. Even tho i was sleeping 8 hours everynight, those 8 hours could be from 2am to 10am or 10pm to 6am, it was a mess. So now, im trying to roughly wake up and go to bed at the same time everyday

I also changed my breakfast. Even tho it's my comfort food, it started to work too well, and now it makes me fall right back to bed with my comfort movie. So that had to change. And now my new breakfast takes a while to prepare, so i use that time to drink water and clean up around the kitchen while breakfast is getting ready.

Mandatory rest time. But like, intentional rest time. 30 min before going to sleep, i'll try to do something that makes me feel more rested. Hopefully no screens, but i can't be that strict with myself. Most days I'll just put on some soft music and prepare the next day's outfit etc, but on good days i also manage to read for a bit.

change my usual study places. Ideally change it as often as possible. Im too used to my old study places, so now I can't be as productive there.

new study playlists. i went throught too many playlists while in college. Sometimes I would study while listening to musicals, then asmr, then disney instrumentals, then brown noise. It's important for me to choose the "vibe" im going for asap, so i stay somewhat consistent until im bored of that especific playlist again.

did I already post multiple times similar things? Yes, i did. But i needed to write and post this all over again bc i tend to forget about my own routines

[aridiary]

p.sh : LET ME MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER

pairing : sunghoon x fem!reader

genre/content : smut, unprotected sex, finger fuck, oral (f receiving), cum eating, mentions of break up, pain in sex, dirty talk, use of dirty nicknames (slut), penetration, masturbating their partner (hoon receiving), mention of heeseung (enhypen) as reader's stepbrother and hoon's bestfriend.

Sorry if I've skipped something.

warning : +18 content, porn

synopsis : You were devastated to have broken up with your boyfriend who you had been dating for more than a year, all because he cheated on you with a "prettier" girl according to you, but someone decides to help you so you can forget about your ex. Will you let him help you?

author's note: Hi, this is my first work so I hope you enjoy it, I accept all kinds of constructive criticism and obviously if you want to recommend something to me you can do so.

"Can you two shut the fuck up?" you said angrily to the two boys sitting next to you.

"what a dirty mouth." sunghoon said teasingly. "Respect us because we are older than you."

You got even angrier and leaned towards both of them. "You shut your mouth, this is MY house, and you," you pointed at your stepbro "if I fail the final exams I'm going to kill you..." you looked at him and then at his friend "and you too, both of you." You sighed and took your books to go to the kitchen and continue studying.

"She's a little upset today, don't you think, Heeseung?" Sunghoon leaned back on the couch and looked at his friend.

"yes, more than usual." He sighed and looked at you as you studied in the kitchen, you noticed and quickly gave him the middle finger. "She broke up with her boyfriend today, so it's not just because of exams." he said softly almost in a whisper.

Sunghoon raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "Really? Girls like her suffer from those things?..." He looked at you and noticed your brow that was still frowning and that your eyes were red, maybe from crying.

"girls like her?" Heeseung asks.

"yeah, disrespectful, angry, egoist girls like her... and sexy" Sunghoon say the last part in a whisper, almost inaudible, but his friend couldn't hear him.

"she really loved him, and he cheated on her... btw shes really sweet and kind, but I admit that when she is provoked she tends to get angry too quickly."

"i see..." Sunghoon said looking at her in the kitchen.

"Or is it just you, so unbearable when you're with her?" Hee said and they both laughed. "wanna play something?"

You were studying a little more until it was 10pm. You made too much progress with your studies so you are satisfied and decided to go to the living room where your stepbro and his best friend were playing video games on tv.

"hey, wanna eat something?" you asked and you stayed standing behind the couch where they were.

"mmm, pizza?" Heeseung says without even looking at you, just payed attention to the tv. You nodded and leaned on the couch watching their game until it was over.

"Are you better now or are you still annoyed? Well, i mean, you are always annoyed but today in general even more so." Sunghoon said in a teasing tone, also without looking at your face.

"fuck you." You sighed and sat next to him, keeping your distance.

"but I'm right, you're always frowning when I'm here, it even seems like you hate me." he said with a showy smile, maybe because of the game or because he saw out of the corner of his eye that he was bothering you more.

"because i do, idiot."

"You're going to turn 22 and your face is going to be wrinkled as if you were 50 because you get so angry, and very easily"

"oh, yes of course, haha" you said ironically. "it's just that you are too stupid and even your presence bothers everyone."

Suddenly, Sunghoon let out a scream of victory at having won the game and Heeseung simply sighed angrily and stood up. "I'll order the pizza." then, he went directly to the kitchen, leaving you both alone.

You took your phone and started looking at your social media while you waited for your stepbrother to come back. Sunghoon looked at you and moved closer to you a little.

"You're too rude today, you know that?"

You sighed and looked into his eyes. "Maybe it's because all the people today agreed to be shit."

Sunghoon smiled at you, he knew you were saying that because you had broken up with your boyfriend today.

He put his hand on your left thigh and moved closer to your ear. "Just because you're upset about breaking up with your boyfriend doesn't mean you should take it out on me, you know?" He squeezed your thigh lightly and smiled at you.

You looked at him silently and then at his hand on your thigh. "How do you know that?"

"Your brother told me, but don't worry, i know something." He moved closer to your face and squeezed your bare thigh more.

"What?"

He just smiled and moved away from you completely. He looked behind you and you did too, it was Heeseung approaching to both of you while looking at his phone. "The pizza comes in 20 minutes."

"Okay." Sunghoon said and lay back on the couch looking at his phone. You wanted to ask him what he knew, but you weren't going to, not now that Heeseung was with you two.

When the food arrived the three of you stayed in the living room, watching a tv show that you and your stepbro liked, but you couldn't stop thinking about what Sunghoon had told you.

It might seem silly, but you were really really curious and that 'I know something' had you nervous, but you didn't do anything wrong, right? What could he know about you that you would have to worry so much? In the end he was just Sunghoon, the guy you always saw as the stupid one who fucks with a different girl every night just because he's rich and is attractive as hell, but he's not that smart, right?

"Good night, guys." You stood up and grabbed your glass to put it in the kitchen sink.

"Are you going to sleep now? It's too early~" Sunghoon looked at you with a mischievous smile.

"It's almost midnight, Sunghoon." You said seriously and couldn't help but yawn.

"aww, will you go to sleep early like a baby? ahhh, of course, the little girl goes to school~" Sunghoon said teasingly.

"At least I study and I'm not doing nothing all day." You stuck your tongue out at him and turned around. "Bye."

You walked up the stairs and then entered your room. On the other hand, Sunghoon smiled at your bad attitude and continued watching TV with your brother.

Your clock read 2:47 am and you still couldn't sleep. Your brother and his friend had already gone to sleep while you were in the cool darkness of your room, thinking about all the shit that had happened to you today. or well, the biggest shit that happened to you today.

and it was having discovered that your boyfriend was cheating on you with a girl of your class.

It was really unexpected, you never thought he would do that to you, never, but you should have thought that pretending is really easy when you put your mind to it. Since then you asked yourself: since when did he cheated on you? he really loved you? why did he do that?

It really hurt you, and your only distraction the entire afternoon since you got home was homework and the multiple topics you had to study for your college final exams. But now, now that you were alone and unable to fall asleep, you did what your body and mind had been putting up with since you broke up with your boyfriend: cry.

You cried silently, because something you hated was showing how weak you were to other people, and even more so when those people don't deserve to know your weaknesses. and that's how you sat on your bed, your back against the cold wall and your mouth biting the sheets so as not to cry out loud, because another thing you didn't like, was sleep with the door closed and let's say that the walls were almost made of paper, you would hear even the slightest noise.

But it was inevitable, you had to breathe and when you did, a small sob could be heard throughout the room. You buried your face between your knees that were close to your chest and continued crying. It wasn't until you heard the irritating screeching noise of your door opening further and you quickly raised your head.

You turned on the small light on your nightstand and looked at the door. "What...what are you doing here?" you said with a broken voice and quickly wiped away your tears.

Sunghoon walked over to you and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at you softly. "I was going to the bathroom but I heard you crying... I would ask you if you're okay but it's obvious that you're not, do you want to tell me what's wrong?" He raised his right hand to your knee, caressing it on the sheets.

You frowned simply to avoid him and because the last person you wanted to tell how you felt was him, because he always looked for ways to make you angry, annoy you or humiliate you, always since you were children. so you just avoided him and tried to show him that you didn't need him, but your eyes and your shaking body said otherwise.

"I know you hate me, and I don't blame you because I brought it on myself... but I really appreciate you and I care about you, every stupid thing I do with you to annoy you is just to hide what I really feel..."

"uhm?..." You murmured in confusion, now looking into his eyes as you waited for him to continue.

"I like you, yn, I like you too much that I got scared. I had never felt this way about someone, not to be cliché but I was never in anything serious and it was only because I felt like I didn't love anyone too much to be with me. But you... I've been liking you for more than a year, but when I thought it was the right time to tell you, you started dating who's now your ex" he confessed and looked you straight in the eyes.

"and I saw the only way I could make me stop liking you was just to bother you and sleep with other girls, just to forget you. But every time I saw you with that idiot I got angry and I always told myself that I didn't have to do it, because you and I weren't and aren't anything." You stayed silent as you processed every word that escaped his mouth.

"but you know what? Fuck him for making you cry so many times that I can't even count them with my fingers. And shit, yn, you make me fucking crazy, you know?" He leaned towards you and held your shoulders firmly.

"I don’t give a shit about how you feel for me, but please, let me make you feel better…” He didn’t let you even think about his proposal as he leaned in even closer and pressed his lips against yours.

You raised your hands to his arms that supported your shoulders, you were about to push him away from you but his soft lips moving gently against yours making you lose all the strength you had at that moment and stay trapped between his arms and his lips.

so you just responded to his kiss, savoring the light taste of whiskey that he had in his mouth and probably that whisky belonged to your parents from their large collection which your stepbro always stole a little to drink with his friends.

But shit, the taste of his lips was so new, like a sweet venom that, despite being bad for you, you felt it like paradise.

Sunghoon, realizing that you kissed him back, took it as a sign, to be able to fix the damage he didn't do, to make you feel better, to please you or even to make you cry even more... but with pleasure.

He laid you down on the bed and got on top of you. He continued kissing you while holding and squeezing your waist and you wrapped your arms around his neck as you became hypnotized with every movement he made.

"Tell me if it's too much..." Sunghoon said and then continued kissing you while he moved his hands up to your breasts, caressing them over the thin fabric of your top.

Sunghoon seemed a little shy, but he really wasn't, he just didn't want to cross the line with you. You realized this and broke the kiss, placing a hand on his chin and forcing him to look at you. "You've been an asshole since I've known you, so do me a favor: do this right." You said and smiled.

He laughed too and kissed your neck affectionately. "So, you let me do whatever I want to you?"

"only as long as you keep your promise to make me feel better." you closed your eyes to let yourself be carried away by the sensation of his hands and mouth.

"I'll do it." He smiled seductively and put one of his hands under your top. "Were you waiting for me, or why aren't you wearing your bra? You dirty little girl." He pinched one of your nipples and you let out a moan.

He raised his free hand to your mouth and stopped touching you. "Shut up or you'll wake up your brother." He warned you and once you nodded your head slightly he removed his hand from your mouth and lowered them to the elastic of your top to lift it over your breasts.

Sunghoon's cock throbbed inside his pants as he saw the perfect shape of both of your breasts, big enough for one to fit perfectly in each of his hands. He touched and kneaded them at the same pace, feeling how soft they were and how hard your nipples got with each movement.

He noticed how you writhed under him and covered your mouth with both hands to avoid moaning. "You're so fucking sensitive, can't wait to have you around my cock."

He brought one of your breasts to his mouth as he slowly lowered his hand towards your shorts. He played with the elastic of your panties before pulling your shorts down, leaving them down to your knees.

"mmm, too wet for the guy you say you hate so much, don't you think?" he looked at your panties that had a wet spot right where your entrance was. Sunghoon smirked and pressed his thumb on your entrance, making you squirm.

Without asking you, he took your black lace panties and pulled them down completely along with your shorts. He took your light legs and spread them, making you completely exposed to him. "fuck, what a pretty and soft pussy~"

You sighed weakly and felt your pussy tighten with just Sunghoon's eyes on your little pink pussy.

"that? Didn't your boyfriend fuck you?" he said annoyingly and leaned down to kiss your lower abdomen. You stayed silent and just moaned under your hands. "Uhg, let me guess, you're not virgin but he certainly didn't fuck you often, right?" He smiled, you nodded with a little embarrassment and he opened your legs even more, making a wet sound of the lips of your pussy parting.

Sunghoon didn't waste any more time, it seemed like he was now more sure of what and what not to do, although surely you won't refuse anything he does with you. He lowered his face to your wetness, he didn't even touch you and you were already squirming from his warm breath on your folds.

"fuck— please..."

"please what?" He looked at you from between your legs.

"eat me out, please..."

"as you wish, baby." With his arms linked to your legs, he pulled you towards him and began to gently kiss your swollen clit.

You squirmed and covered your mouth to stop yourself from moaning. You wanted him to stick his tongue into your needy cunt but if you moved your hands away from your mouth it was very sure that you would moan. Then Sunghoon continued teasing you, sliding his warm, wet kisses all over your inner thigh, biting lightly and leaving small reddish marks on your pale skin.

"f-fuck you— sunghoon" You cursed as his kisses drifted away from your needy cunt and you dug your nails into the sheets of your bed in desperation.

"sh, sh. Have to teach that dirty mouth of yours to have manners?" He raised his head and looked at you.

you cried out of desperation and need, you shook your head and he smiled. "Okay, then keep quiet."

He continued kissing your inner thighs in a torturous way, and you realized that in a way it was to mark you, because he liked you... no, he loved you, and he had been waiting for this moment since he felt attracted to you.

Not even he could hold back for too long without being able to taste you and destroy you with just his tongue. Then, suddenly you had Sunghoon starting to eat you out, moving his warm tongue along your folds and tasting your delicious nectar.

You arched your back in pleasure, but you couldn't moan and somehow your pleasure had to manifest, so you started to cry lightly because of how his tongue moved so skillfully between your folds. And shit, thinking about all the pussies he'd tasted before yours made your blood boil, but why? If you didn't like him, right?

He continued to eat you desperately, he dug his nails into your thighs to hold you better. He lowered his tongue to your entrance and without even asking permission he slid inside you and felt how you tightened around his tongue.

"why are you so fucking tight?" He cursed and continued to move the tip of his tongue over your entrance and his nose pressed torturously on your swollen clit.

"fuck, Hoonie— im g-gonna cum..."

"how did you call me?" He said without stopping moving between your legs.

"H-hoonie... it's that bad?"

"fuck, obviously not... I'll fuck you so hard" He said and attacked your pussy again with his tongue and nose furiously. And as if that wasn't enough, he stuck one of his fingers into your tight pussy that was about to cum on Sunghoon's face.

"One finger is enough for you, really? shit, your ex didn't give you what you deserved" and that's was enough for you to cum with sobs in your face. Too intense for what you had experienced so far, and you could only cry with pleasure and hold back while you left your last drops of cum on Sunghoon's face.

"That's it, baby" He cleaned up all your mess in your pussy with his tongue, which made you even crazier. When he finished, he approached your face and kissed you. "Can you feel it? the sweet taste of your cum."

You blushed and could taste yourself on his lips. You grabbed some tissues on the nightstand, cupped his face in your hands and began to slowly clean his face. He just watched you as you cleaned him and kneaded your breasts gently. "You're so fucking beautiful..." he said softly, appreciating you.

You didn't say anything until you finished cleaning him, putting the tissues aside and forcing him to look you in the eyes. "Thank you."

"Do you think we'll end up here?" He asked with a mischievous smile, squeezing your breasts slightly.

"I just thank you for making me forget about my ex until now."

"ohh, but believe me, when i finish with you the only thing you'll remember is my name."

He kissed your neck once again and moved between your legs. You admired every gesture he made while he stroked his cock through his pants. You arched your back as you watched his face frown and his cock get harder and harder, making it start to hurt.

Not being able to resist it anymore, Sunghoon lowered his pants along with his boxers to the middle of his thighs. His cock shot out, and 'shit', you thought, how could he have such a big cock? It looked so big, soft and delicious, you wanted to put it in your mouth or play with your hands in it for a while.

You looked at Sunghoon needily, with hungry puppy eyes, and yes, you were hungry, hungry for his cock. You squirmed beggingly and let out a soft sigh as you tried to bring your hips closer to his length.

"Do you like what you see?" He asked as he stroked his cock and left a trail of precum along your inner thigh. You nodded and he smiled. "You want me to ruin you with my cock, don't you? fucking needy slut"

You didn't know why, but those insults only turned on you even more and you nodded your head quickly.

"Good girl" Sunghoon lined his length against your entrance and it teased you a little. "I don't even know if you're going to be able to take only my tip... You are so badly used."

It was impressive how Sunghoon's degrading words sounded so damn hot when they came out of his mouth and that wasn't a problem for you at all. On the other hand, he was right, you were too tight for his cock, so it would be hard not to hurt at some point.

"Tell me if it hurts, okay?" You nodded and sat on the bed, letting your back rest against the wall while he stretched you a little with his fingers.

You placed both your hands on Sunghoon's shoulders as you looked between your bodies, keeping an eye out for when Sunghoon's cock entered you.

His cock began to slowly slide into you, you dug your nails into his shoulders and bit your lip to keep from moaning. At least you were wet enough to make it less painful, but it still hurt. "Do you need me to stop?" He asked looking into your eyes but still with a bit of his cock inside you.

"mmg- no..."

"are you sure?"

"yes..."

You cant deny it now. Sunghoon is a man, and your body is responding like a woman. Your body know what it wants. It wants Sunghoon for some reason, even if you have never had feelings for him before, or if you two are nothing, now you realize that it is what you need.

Then Sunghoon began to slowly move inside you, only half of his cock inside you as you got used to his size. "You're so tight... I'm going to cum any second." He whined and held your hips even tighter, restraining himself from starting to thrust deeper and faster.

You writhed in pain and pleasure as you felt his cock throb inside you. Little by little the pain decreased but it was still present, and when you least expected it you cum.

"s-sorry..." you said as you realized he hadn't cum yet.

"Don't worry about me, are you okay?" He withdrew inside you, still noticeably hard but leaned down to kiss your lips.

You returned his kiss and pushed him so that he was lying on the bed. "let me help you..." you sat on his lap, wrapped your hand around his member and began to jerk him off.

"ah... yn-" He was going to say something but your soft, small hands silenced him.

You moved your hands quickly and it didn't take long for him to cum from having you as a landscape, naked and ruined on top of him while you pleasured him.

He came in your hands and it didn't take long for you to taste every drop that fell from his cock with your tongue.

"It tastes... b-better than your ex's cum, right?" he's trying to catch his breath.

"Why do you keep mentioning him?"

"to compare myself with him and for you to see that I always was and am better than him."

"damn narcissist" you laughed lightly and hugged him. "can I ask you something?"

Sunghoon returned your hug and made a sound of agreement. "What did you mean today when you said 'I know something'?"

Sunghoon laughed and rubbed your back. He leaned close to your ear and whispered. "I know how to please you..."

a/n 2: naur JDIKAKDQK I hope you like it, I'm sorry if there are spelling or grammar errors, since I am not very familiar with writing this type of things in English because it is not my native language. Sooooo, thank you for reading.