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Hear me outt 🌝 - jealous ony .. and y/n gets a lil lesson

yes yes yesssssss😩

all mine

cw: car sex, public sex!!

word count: 1.8k

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ony isn’t the jealous type, having lots of confidence in your love for him. he trusted you with his life and expected you to do the same with him so if there was an issue that had him feeling a little more possessive then it usually had barely anything to do with you. it was these thirsty ass niggas.

“baby please go sit the fuck down. too damn early for you t’be irritating me.” it was nine in the morning and you decided i’d be fun to give ony a little show in the living room, twerking and singing along to different songs playing on youtube. right now the princess dianna remix was playing and you was sitting in his lap, bouncing up and down as if you were riding him. “cmon boy i know you wanna touch all dis.” hands raking all over your body as you looked down at his bored face.

ony wasn’t trying to do nothing but smoke a wood with his breakfast and you were ruining that by putting your tiddies all in his face. “mama go somewhere wit allat before i spank you furreal.” his deep voice rumbled from his chest as he lightly pushed you off of him. this man clearly had an attitude, but you knew his stuck up ass wasn’t gon say nothing about it. “what’s wrong papa? why you so aggy?” you were trying to get him to communicate with you, but quickly changed your mind once he got to sucking his teeth, acting as if you were being a pest or something.

rolling your eyes, you started to say something smart, but we’re cut off by the sound of ony’s ringtone. connie’s contact came up and the way your man moved to grab the phone pissed you tf off. “yoo?……nah i’m just chillin at the crib rn…..of course gang we out.” your hands instantly gravitated towards your hips, weight being supported on one leg as you gave him a stank face. “you out where?”

once again, this sassy ass man sucked his teeth before replying. “finna go hoop wit the guys.” this had to be some type of sick joke. there’s no way this man, YOUR man, the one who literally had an attitude five minutes ago, was suddenly prepped up and ready to go run around with his little friends, but couldn’t even have a little fun with you.

“what about me? you don’t wanna stay wit me today daddy?” voice softening as you leaned down to ony’s face. you looked into his brown eyes as you waited for him to fold. he stared right back at you, licking his lips before his phone buzzed once again, ruining the moment as you seen his group chat start to blow his phone up with messages. “you can come wit me ma, but i wanna go hoop.”

what a fucking joke. you pushed yourself of off where your arms were rested before walking to your room, hips swaying with attitude. you wanted to go to target anyways so you decided you’d go to the park with him just this once to get what you wanted, but you had no intention of speaking to this man until he gave you the attention you deserved.

you sat on the park bench, watching ony get all sweaty and sexy playing with his friends. “cashhh bitch! y’all niggas suck i’m finna start putting money on this shit.” ony chuckled as he watched eren and reiner holding their hands on their knees, clearly out of breath from getting their ass whooped again.

“man fuck you. you and connie don’t even need to be on the same team cause y’all mothafuckas played in high school. if we was on that field you know damn well me and rei would be whooping that ass.” eren and reiner dapped each other up before each of them went to go get some water. ony approached you on the bench, shirt discarded somewhere near the courts, chest glistening with sweat as he practically snatched the water from in front of you and drank it.

“excuse me you fucking beast. at least ask.” you reached to snatch the water back, but he just held it higher so you couldn’t reach, giving you a warning glacé. “girl watch your mouth ‘fore i embarrass you in this park.” you rolled your eyes, plopping yourself back in your seat and pulling out your phone. “just go play wit ya little boyfriends ony.” you mumbled, texting on your phone as if you said nothing.

ony clearly didn’t hear you, walking back to go set up another game. “excuse me. this seat taken?” you turned around with attitude, still pissed at your stupid ass boyfriend. when you looked up at where the voice was coming from you were surprised to see a very handsome older man staring back at you. “nah you good. s’just me.” the man smiled at you, gladly taking a seat while digging in his back for his sneakers. “aww that’s a shame. why’s a pretty girl like you at the park all alone?”

you were going to correct him and let him know that you meant alone on the bench, not alone at the park, but your words were soon forgotten. “i’m zeke, eren’s brother. you a friend of his?” you nodded your head, voice stuck in your throat as zeke chuckled at your lack of reply. “you don’t talk much do ya? that’s fine. how about you give me your number and i’ll do all the talking.” as handsome as he was, you were a loyal woman and only wanted to be with one man.

you opened your mouth to politely shoot him down when you were interrupted. “nah she good.” ony’s lower stomach was was right behind your head as you and zeke looked up at him. face showing signs of irritation as he stood over you with his arms crossed on his chest. zeke held his hands up in defense as he practically rats you out. “i mean no harm, the pretty lady said she was here alone so i asked for her number. i had no idea.”

you looked up at your boyfriend, giving him a shy smile as you practically smelled the jealousy coming off of him. “uhh we’ll since that’s outta the way, you guys got room for one more?” zeke stood up, clearly uncomfortable with the tense energy being emitted from the both of you right now. “go ahead man, m’just leaving.” the blonde man gave him a small nod before leaving the two of you alone. “baby it’s not what is lo-”

“get in the car mama, we going home.”

the two of you didn’t even make is home, legs spread in the passenger seat as ony had one hand caressing the back of your neck while the other was buried deep in your panties. you’ve tried explaining the situation many times, and he seemed to understand what really happened, but he still fingered you with so much vigor that you couldn’t help but feel he was upset with you. “p-please papa i didn’t do anything wrongggg. it was just mis-miscommunication.”

his fingers dug into you deeper, nodding to you in understanding as he sucked hickies into your neck. “i know mama. i know. it’s just…just-” “jus’ what daddy? what i do?” a soft sigh left your lips at ony’s fingers left your hole, lifting to your clit before rubbing it slowly. “ion like seeing you talk to men ion know.” his fingers moved faster, making you shake under his arm as your release approached.

“i didn’t k-know. m’sorryyyy” your climax was at the tip of your tongue, but before long it was ripped away. ony leaned back in his seat before pulling his shorts and boxers below his hips. dick standing tall against his stomach as his hands moved towards your hips. “it’s okay princes. ima teach you, and make sure you never forget.”

though ony had a soft smile on his face, his grip on your hips was tight as he lifted you over the center console. your sundress was bunched up at your stomach so your boyfriend had easy access to your pretty pussy. he waisted no time ripping your panties in the middle and lining himself up with your tight entrance. “no screaming, no running, no crying, understand?”

before you could answer a scream erupted from your throat as ony slammed you down on his dick. “the fuck i just say mama?” large hands squeezing your ass tightly as he continued bouncing you up and down on his lap. lewd moans flew from your lips as you felt how delicious your walls felt against him. “i know it feel good, but i need you to stay quiet f’me okay? we still in public.” your eyes migrated toward the tinted windows, getting a good view of the still occupied park as well as you friends playing basketball.

“i’ll be quiet, promise.” your lips connected, dancing sloppily with each other before ony spoke into your mouth. “good girl.” his dick began kissing your cervix, palms taking up most of the space of your ass. “you mine right?” the two of you were eye to eye as he moved his hand to your neck, a silent command for you to bounce on your own as he continued thrusting from under you.

“y-yes daddy. only yours.” ony smiled at your response, rewarding you by angling his hips upward in the way that makes you want to melt into him. “this my pussy ain’t it?” he took your wrists, holding them behind your back as the two of you made love chest to chest. you moaned his name repeatedly like a prayer until you felt the urge to pee. “your heart, mind, and body. who’s is it?”

you felt your climax once again, this time stronger than before. pussy already leaking so much that it wet the seats under you as you continued fucking yourself onto ony’s dick. he knew you were close when you clenched tightly around him, clearly holding your release in so you can ask for permission. a wide smile crept into his face as he watched how obedient you were. “answer me and you can cum mama. who you belong to?”

“y-you daddyyy.” usually this answer would’ve satisfied him, but your boyfriend was in a different type of mood today. “nah princess say my name. my real name.” your pussy fluttered around him in delight, loving every second of this moment as you began kissing up his chest. ony shivered under you when you reached his neck, stopping right behind his ear. “i’m all y-yours. on-onyankoponnnn.”

your orgasm crashed down in waves, making you shake as your juices ran down his thighs. your boyfriend wasn’t far behind you, shooting his load deep inside you while holding your body on his. “that’s my good girl. never forget that either.”

[itsdori-lover]

Cherry Blossom Connection

Erm.. hey y'all! This my first post on here so PLEASE BE NICE 😞...

Any constructive criticism is greatly appreciated!!

Summary: You're invited by your best friend Mina to the club, you think you won't meet anyone interesting but to your surprise, you do.. Some notes: you're gender neutral but has girlalala parts!!, Izuku is asian & hispanic! I think that's it tho... :)

TW!!: Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Spanking, Shotgun Kissing, Creampie 🙃

I walked in the club, the music thumping and people dancing. Honestly I didn’t want to be here today, but I was forced by Mina. 

[ FLASHBACK!!] 

I just got out of the shower, feeling refreshed and ready for bed until I heard my Tyler, the creator ringtone going off. I let out a sigh before picking up my phone to answer. “ Yes minaaa!~” I said as I stretched out her name for the effects. “ Girl get dressed and get to the bar, I sent you the Addie. See you in an hour!!!” She said before she hung up. ‘Damn she could have at least let me get a word in…’ I thought before picking out my clothes.

[ FLASHBACK OVER!!!]

It smelled like drunk people and weed. How amazing… Anyway, I walked to the bar ordering a frozen raspberry margarita. If i was forced here, i’m at least gonna get tipsyyy! Speaking of being forced here, I looked around for Mina and I found her making out with this red head. Seems like she’s getting some dick tonight 🤭. I need to really find myself a boo, but all these guys look like perverts so… I probably won’t find anyone today. 

As I ordered another Margarita and a shot, My song ‘ Anxious ’ came on. Of course I have to get up and dance. I got up, making my way to the dance floor. I swayed my hips, shaking my ass and moving my arms around my body as I danced. I continued until I felt hands snake across my hips. Listen, I don't play when it comes to clubs, I'm always ready to kick ass. my hands rated E for EVERYONE!!! I turned around, ready for it to be a perv but it turned out to be a green haired Asian boy. ooo he was so good looking. He had green eyes, freckles, and two deep dimples that popped out with the slightest smile. 

My attitude immediately changed as I took in his looks. “ Hi beautiful, what’s your name?” He asked as he continued to sway with me. I stared at him before turning back around, ignoring his question. “ hmm~ playing hard to get huh? that’s fine by me” He whispered in my ear. His deep voice sent my heart to cloud 9. God he sounded so sexy, but I can't let him have me that easily. as we danced together, My favorite part came on. Just to be bold and get a reaction, I rubbed my ass against him. His grip got tighter as he rubbed circles into my back.

We danced some more until we got a tad bit tired. He walked me to a booth with a bunch of liquor bottles laying around. “ Now will you tell me your name, pretty girl?” He said as he rubbed circles into my thighs. “ It's (your name), what about you, pretty boy?” I retaliated, leaning forward to stare in his eyes. He stared at me back for a few seconds before leaning back into the sofa, “ it’s Izuku Midoriya.” After introducing ourselves, we got into a conversation about anything and everything. 

Soon it got late and the club was closing. By this time, I completely forgot about Mina. I guess I'll just have to call her tomorrow to make sure she's still alive. Honestly I didn’t want to leave Izuku, it seemed like he was thinking the same thing as he led me to his car. As I got into his 2023 BMW I admired his red interior, it fits him so well. Sexy yet classy… Anyway we continued our talk, when I looked back at him he was rollin up a blunt. I stared at him as he licked the paper before using his hands to smooth it down. God he looked so sexy, definitely had the kitty purring… 😍 (LMAOOO) 

I didn’t even realize he started to stare right back at me until he broke me out of my thoughts with a question. “ Do you smoke?” “ Of course I do” I stated before turning away from him again. When he tried to light the blunt, his lighter wasn’t working. I leaned in and flicked mine up to light it. The fire made his face look so detailed and fine as he stared at me with that look in his eyes. He breathed in before blowing the smoke out of his nose. He then passed the blunt to me so I could hit. As soon as the smoke filled my lungs, I felt all the worries and embarrassment fade away. 

We passed the blunt back and forth, both of us getting our fill. Izuku stared at me before speaking “ Te ves tan hermosa mamas” I stopped mid blow out to stare at him in awe. “ You know spanish??” He chuckled before saying “ I’m hispanic too, mi amor” I smiled at him, making a mental note of that. “ I see, that makes sense” I said before passing the blunt to him. As he took his hit, he looked at me and grabbed my chin. Izuku pulled me in saying “ Open your mouth, Mamas” before blowing smoke into my mouth. Our eyes said so many words our mouth couldn’t say. 

He moved his lips close to mine before kissing me. Our kiss was sweet at first before becoming sensual and hungry. We were hungry for each other's taste and warmth. As Izuku kissed me, He stubbed our blunt and dropped it somewhere on the floor. He grabbed my hips and lifted me onto his lap, his hands roamed my body as I moaned in his mouth. I rutted my hips against his, needing friction to tame the firing feeling on my body.

Izuku kissed down my neck, looking and searching for my sweet spot all while leaving purplish marks all over my neck. We grinded on each other, searching for pleasure while touching every place we can. His hands moved to my ass, cuffing it before sliding his hands inside my panties. His fingers circled my clit, catching my breath in my throat. “ U-ugh, Izuku~” He looked up at me as he pushed my bra up and immediately latched onto my nipple, playing with the other one. My face scrunched as the pleasure moved throughout my body. 

“ more, please!” I mumbled as his finger quickend in tight circles on my clit. I felt myself getting closer and closer to my orgasm. As soon as I was about to cum, he stopped everything. “ Izuku!~” I moaned in displeasure. “ Be patient, pretty girl” Izuku whispered as he took off my panties. He moved his fingers from my clit to my hole. “ ¿Estás tan mojada ya?Que chica tan traviesa~” Izuku mainly mumbled to himself. I was too desperate for pleasure to even notice his language switch. I rutted my hips against his fingers, hoping to signal that I need some type of friction. 

He definitely got the signal as he thrusted two fingers into me at once. “ See you’re so wet, two fingers went in so easily” He commented as he thrusted his fingers at a fast but slow pace. I couldn’t even reply as he knocked my breath straight out of my lungs. “ hnnggg! wait please~” I yelped as I felt my orgasm coming. Instead of stopping, Izuku sped up hoping I would cum on his fingers. “ Go ahead, cum for me, pretty girl.” He egged on. As soon as those words slipped from his mouth, the knot came undone. Izuku kept fingering me through my orgasm as he soothed me with his words. We kissed sloppily, saliva sliding down my lips. 

He took out his cock, it was clean cut. Pretty pink tip with a mix of a dark and light shaft. Just when I thought I was done for the night, The sight of his cock got me aroused all over again. When we made eye contact, the sparks flew and before I knew it, he was positioning me on his cock. He looked at me for consent and once he got it, he lowered me onto him. I couldn’t even feel the stretch of my cunt with all of the pleasure that flowed through me. Izuku groaned as he felt the wetness surrounding his aching cock. 

Once he bottomed out, He checked up on me making sure I was comfortable and okay. When doing so he realized I was too fucked out to even understand him, so he started moving. Izuku gripped my thighs to lift me up to the tip before slamming me back down. “ Mmmfffp!~” I moaned as he fucked me with no mercy. “ Joder hermosa~” Izuku slurred into my neck. I gripped his hair and pulled it as he fucked me. For a while, all I could hear was skin slapping and loud moans. The car started to shake as he got more aggressive.

All of a sudden, all movement stopped when he pushed his seat back. “ Ride me, my love” Is all he said as he stared at me. I was so tired and out of breath, all I could do was move my hips side to side. Izuku didn’t like that so he smacked my ass. “ Hurry up hermosa…” He asserted with a hard stare. I whimpered as I placed my hands on his chest and lifted myself. I dropped myself down, moaning as I did so. “ Hngh!” He and I both moaned. One hand made its way to my hip while the other made its way to my nipple, pulling and playing with it.  I smacked myself down hard as I fucked myself onto him. I felt a familiar knot form in my stomach. I knew I was going to cum. Izuku was also close as he gripped my hips harder and his moans got more high pitched. “ I- izuku~ I’m going to-!” I couldn’t get my sentence out as I came on Izuku’s cock. I thought he would stop but he continued to fuck himself through his own orgasm. I felt him fill me up with his cum as he moaned my name. “ Joder, te sientes tan bien a mi alrededor.~” Izuku said to me as he lifted me off him. “ Get some sleep mamas, I'll clean you up” He suggested, and with that I went to sleep.

[heavyhitterheaux]

For the Night

AN: Everything was good until it wasn't

Synopsis: You and Jack have been friends with benefits for a little over a year. When you suddenly become pregnant, you both have a huge decision to make.

Pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Requested by: my baddie @mortirolo 😘💕

Features: my boo @nattinatalia 😘💕

Slight NSFW 18+

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You had just finished your last class of the day and was thankful to be able to collapse on your king sized bed in your new condo that your parents had recently gifted you. You had been on overdrive for the past few weeks and was longing for some type of break. That was when your phone went off signaling that you had a text.

A text from one of your favorite people in your life currently.

The two of you had crossed paths during the Creme De La Creme tour in your hometown of Atlanta and that was all she wrote. That led to texts, facetime calls, and eventually a friend with benefits type of situation.

You knew when you heard his ringtone, it could be multiple things.

Sex, meeting up at a secluded spot, or simply talking because he missed your company.

You could admit that ever since you began your friends with benefits situation with Jack, you really didn’t give any attention to anyone else. It’s not the fact that you eventually expected a relationship with him because you didn’t. You were simply focusing on yourself and there was no time for you to get distracted. You were currently getting your second degree at Clark Atlanta University in the hopes of eventually owning your own business. 

Smush- I miss you, you busy?

You- It depends 

Smush- Stink, stop playing

You- What you want white boy?

Smush- You know what I want so cut the shit

You- If you ask nicely, I just MIGHT say yes

Smush- I haven’t been in that pussy for about a month, you know you want this dick

You- I have a vibrator

Smush- Oh, so your vibrator is on the same level as me? Shit, say less and I’m about to return this Birkin I got for you

You- I’m playing smush!! I just got back home so come through whenever. Sooo, what color is my Birkin?

Smush-  attitude left your ass real quick huh? 🙄

You- Just hurry up

Smush- You was just trying to dodge me and now you’re rushing me? Can’t have it both ways princess

You- I can do what I want and there isn’t a damn thing you’re going to do about it

Smush- Keep that same energy. Face down, ass up and it’s clear you need that attitude fucked out of you

You- Come and get me then

—-

“Uh huh, talked all that shit and now look. Can’t even take it.” Jack said while letting out a small laugh as he continued to pound into you.

Clothes were immediately thrown onto the floor as soon as he laid his eyes on you, not missing a beat.

“Fuck you.” You managed to squeak out between moaning Jack’s name. 

“That attitude is still there, I see. Stop fucking running from me.”

“Nobody is running from you.” You said in between breaths.

“I literally just almost had to stop you from falling off the bed. You sure about that princess?”

You went quiet and was now halfway off of the bed again which earned another laugh from Jack.

“Get your ass back here and I asked you a question.”

“You get on my nerves.”

“Hmm, as good as I make you feel, I get on your nerves?” Jack leaned down to whisper in your ear before kissing the shell of it.

You were weak as hell for this man and didn’t really care if he knew.

“Hmm princess?”

“Yes!”

Jack had sped up his pace going in and out of you when he finally came and immediately flipped you over so that you were now laying on your back and began to eat you out again.

“Oh shit.” Your hands immediately went into his curly hair and you could just imagine the smirk that was on his face.

“You better spread your legs and give me some damn room down here. I know you want this, so act like it.”

—

The both of you were now lying in a comfortable silence with you resting your head on his chest and for some reason, you could feel that something was off about him.

“Smush?”

“Hmm?” Jack had his eyes closed and wasn’t looking at you as he responded.

“Are you okay?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Because I can tell when something is on your mind and right now the vibe I’m getting isn’t a good one.”

Jack sighed before opening his eyes to look down at you.

“I’m just overwhelmed. I know that this is what I asked for but it seems like I haven’t really been able to catch a break.”

“And I told you about that too.” You said while looking up at him with a disapproved look on your face.

“I know, but…”

“You seriously need to slow down sometimes.”

“Aww, is my stink worried about me?”

“If you don’t shut the hell up, I’ll take that right back.”

“Nah, I really do appreciate you though, but I’ll be fine, promise.” Jack said, leaning down to place a kiss on your forehead.

“I’ll always be here for you. You know that.”

“I know. Same goes for you.”

“How long do I have you for?” You curiously asked hoping for it to be longer than it was last time. 

“Hmm, as long as my stink wants me here.”

“If that’s the case, your fans aren’t about to see you until 2025.”

“Not if you want me to buy you another Birkin. Those shits are fucking expensive.”

“Oh, well in that case, you can leave now.”

“Damn, it’s like that?!”

“I want a black one next.”

“You have a birthday coming up so I’ll see what I can do.”

You then reached up to place a kiss on Jack’s cheek, but he immediately turned his head so your lips could meet. 

Jack immediately deepened it and flipped the both of you over so that you were now under him and slowly slid into you.

“You can give me one more round, can’t you princess?”

—

You hadn’t been feeling well for the past few days and despite your protests, your best friend Jessica was trying to convince you to take a pregnancy test and you just weren’t giving in. There was no way in the world that you could be pregnant. 

“Jess! I am not taking one!”

“Why not?!? You told me that you and Mr. Sneaky Link were doing some nasty ass shit a little while ago so you should take one!”

“But he wore a condom! It’s probably just a stomach bug or something.”

“Oh yeah it is something. A WHOLE BABY!”

“JESSICAAAAA NO IT’S NOT!”

“Then take the damn test! Prove me wrong!”

You looked at the bag that she had shoved towards you and opened it to see that there were a total of six tests in the bag.

“What do I need all of these for?!”

“To make sure it’s accurate! Come on, go pee on the sticks.” Jess said as she was pushing you towards your bathroom and all you could do was roll your eyes.

“Fine, stop pushing!”

“I’ll be waiting out here!”

Once you had taken all six of them, you went back out into your bedroom to see that Jess had now helped herself to your snack drawer and was surrounded by snickers, reese’s, popcorn, and soda.

“I figured we could use some snacks to take your mind off of everything.”

You had suddenly gotten quiet. 

“Jess… what if I actually am pregnant?”

“Then you have to tell him obviously and pause. How come you never even told me his name? What does he do for a living? You and my niece or nephew can’t be out here struggling.”

You had now become more interested in the bracelet that Jack had given you that was on your left wrist.

“Y/N…..?”

“I can’t tell you or at least I’m not supposed to tell you.”

“Bitch, I am literally your best friend so what the fuck is that about?”

“I had to sign an NDA.”

“Oh shit. Bitch, this is really serious.”

“Look, if I tell you who it is, it cannot leave this room because I literally cannot have him mad at me especially when I might be carrying his baby.”

“You are carrying his baby. No doubt about it. Is he like a CEO? Got a wife and kids already? NBA player? NFL? Baseball? Hockey? Soccer? Oh shit, it’s Drake isn’t it?”

“No.”

“Would you come out with it already?!”

Just then the timer on your phone went off signaling that it was time for you to see if you were pregnant or not.

You immediately dodged Jessica’s questions and made a beeline for the bathroom with her hot on your trail. 

And there it was on the bathroom counter.

Six different tests.

All positive.

“Bitch, don’t think you can just dodge me. Oh.” Jess said as she looked down at the counter to see that they were all in fact positive.

“Jess, my sneaky link is Jack Harlow.”

“BITCHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”

—-

"Pick up, pick up, pick up." You were muttering to yourself as you called him on facetime for the fourth time today.

You didn't know if it was the butterflies in your stomach or the morning sickness that was making you want to throw up at this very moment.

You knew he would be back in the next few weeks, but you definitely couldn't wait that long to tell him.

You were about to burst and you had no idea how he was about to take this. If he were to take it like you did, then you knew that this wasn't going to end well. 

The two of you weren't even in a relationship.

Would you even consider the two of you friends?

To a certain extent, yes.

Friends that would fuck each other’s brains out every time they saw one another.

But do friends get their friends pregnant?

This was definitely not on your 2022 bingo card.

"Y/N, what is going on? You miss me that much already? I just saw you two weeks ago." Jack answered in a joking manner.

Finally

But he wouldn’t be in a joking manner for long.

"I have to tell you something and this can't wait until I see you in person."

His facial expression then softened once he saw how much of a panic that you were in. 

"Stink, you got me nervous. Whatever it is, we can fix it, you always worry too much."

And that’s when you blurted it out. 

"Jack, I'm pregnant and I've taken 6 tests and I went to the doctor earlier today to confirm it." 

That was when you saw all of the color drain from his face. 

“Uh, stink, lemme call you back.”

Without another word, he hung up and you immediately started to cry. 

“I knew it, I fucking knew it.”

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[faeble-drabbles]

Hello! I'd love to request a one-shot or headcannon of Jin with a human mate! Plus size if you're comfortable writing it, if not no worries! I adore him so much he's such an amazing character!

(A little story to make you laugh, back when I was in college I had "I thought I was crazy Urameshi but you take the prize, the hell was that you don't make bombs go boom in your face!" as my ringtone and um..yeah it went off during my early childhood education class and I got a LOT of really confused looks.)

I'M FINALLY GETTING TO THIS. I'VE BEEN WANTING TO FOREVER AND I LOVE YOU FOR THIS REQUEST.

Also omg that is my favorite line. When I was younger I would just watch a video of just his moments and that was the one I loved the most.

•°• Jin x PlusSize!Reader •°•

+ With you being human, Jin more than likely met you through the Urameshi crew. And any friend of Urameshi was definitely a friend of his. And not to mention, you were quite the cute human too! With his straight forward attitude and adorable charm, it definitely didn't take long to win you over.

+ Once you guys are a thing he can NOT keep his hands off of you. Between your beautiful curves and the fact that hugging you felt so amazing (as a plus size person, we are so huggable and soft) it was near impossible to not be attached to you 24/7.

+ You got the booty too. Which means that ass is being touched or smacked EVERYTIME your back is turned. He would never do it hard enough to hurt (unless you wanted it to ;) ) but he cant help himself. Its there. Its gorgeous. And it is smackable.

+ Cuddling or sleeping on you is one of his favorites with you. Whether he's spooning you or just laying on top of you with his head rested on your chest. He also loves when you are sitting down and he's feeling tired so he can just curl up next to you and rest his head on your thigh. Best spot in the house.

+ If you are ever feeling insecure about your body or appearance, you will send this boy on a rampage. He will be spewing out as many compliments as possible while he also circles you and points out each part of your body and why he loves it, kissing it after he's done.

"YOU SEE THIS TUMMY?? IT IS GORGEOUS AND MAKES HUGS AMAZIN--MWAH"

"THESE BLESSED THIGHS?? LIGHT OF ME FUCKIN LIFE AND LOVE BEIN BETWEEN THEM--MWAH"

+ You are his beautiful mate and not you or anyone else can tell him otherwise. You are perfect to him in everyway possible and he will let you know everyday for the rest of your life how much you mean to him and how much he loves you.

[shinycollarboneapologist]

calling bbf matty after a date because the guy couldn’t get you off 😭🤲

u guys are so sick. (i love it)

but a great opportunity for sneaky phone sex with bbf matty. you're in your apartment, completely dissatisfied and you know theres one guy out there who can talk you into a mindnumbing, body shaking climax. he's already a little peeved that you even went out with someone that wasn't him, but you both have to keep up the charade and keep george (esp) none the wiser. when you call him, he picks up on the first ring, barely even letting the ringtone play out. and he's chuffed, asking you about the date and you're vague at first because you can't really think straight and you think he's just going to be in a piss-poor attitude the whole entire phone call. just as you're about to hang up, you blearily hear him ask a question, and when you don't answer he repeats it, firmer tone "i asked if he made you cum." and you're mind goes blank because that's a little invasive lol, but you're too turned on by just the sheer tone of his voice that you murmur out a meek "no" and he groans, "this is why i told you not to go out with those silly little boys, baby" (he's only like 2-4 years your senior tho, so it does garner an eye roll from you) and you're whimpering an apology, and probably already started touching yourself lbr. and when he hears a gasp from the other end its all over for you, because on top of calling you a baby, he's talking you through it, telling you all of the things he would do to you if he was there and in that knobheads spot. (because if he was, you would not have left until you've cum like three times) and you're barely just barely holding on when he tells you to stop and you just blink because what. but you hear an engine start and he puffs out "i'm on my way." and then he comes over and proves to you why you shouldn't be wasting your time with anyone else but him :D

[scornedserendipity]

III: Fire and Smoke Winchester x younger sibling (oc) Part 3

hi, so i have more of a plan for this now so please enjoy chapter 3. I've got 4, 5, 6 done and will be posting soon.

Sam and Dean left to investigate the bridge where all the murders happened, but Jamie decided to stay back anyway. She knew Dean wouldn’t let her go when she gave him so much attitude, she didn’t know why she was so upset. She knew she wasn’t fully over everything that had happened but that was no reason to snap at her brother.

“I should apologize.” She muttered to herself while she looked over several archives from the library.

Jamie couldn’t help but check her phone every few minutes either. The longer her brothers were gone the worse it was. They would either call or show up, she thought to herself but no amount of self-soothing was calming her down. 

She rubbed her brows, checked the windows, and even circled the block. It had been almost an hour since they left.

Every car engine and every door slam made her jump.

“Why am I so anxious all of a sudden?” She asked herself. Was it because of Sam or just being around her brothers, was it the hunt? Was it because she tried to induce a vision? Jamie had no intention of sitting around and stewing in her stress. If it took them this long to take care of one ghost who knows what else went wrong?

Her phone rang, singing “Juke Box Hero”; Sam’s ringtone. Jamie answered it only to be met by muffled sounds.

“Sam? Sammy? Did you butt-dial me?” She asked. Who knew her brother was so clumsy? She was about to hang up when she heard her brother’s screams and shouts of panic.

“What the fuck am I doing?” She asked herself, looking at her phone as the commotion continued. She should be out there, hunting with her brothers, finding clues, and not staring at the same four walls of the cheapest motel for a hundred miles. She knew her brothers would be upset but knew now was the time to start taking risks. She could always sway Dean over with pie in a couple of days, Sam is back in Palo Alto on Monday, so he wouldn’t care. She already knew where the body was and what to do, this was a beer run for her.

Grabbing her duffle bag off the chair and feeling it for her supplies, she checked off her metal list. 

Salt, iron crowbar, spare rounds, shotgun, car pick, lighter fluid, matches.

The Car Pick was a tool she made when Bobby was out on a hunt. Wanting to take one of the working cars out for a drive when she got her license. But Bobby kept all his keys in one ring so she had to go the old-fashioned way.

making her way across the street and into the nearby parking lot she approached the nearest car. A small ford. With ease she slid the tool between the window and the seal, popping the lock up on the driver’s side. 

She hopped in and put her stuff in the passenger, going underneath to feel for the plastic that held the wires, she already felt wires.

“Well, I’ll be a son of a bitch.” She muttered. The car was already hot-wired. She touched the cables together and smiled as the engine roared.

She had no time to waste. She knew where already. They filled her in after questioning some townsfolk before they headed out. She had to make it to the bones before something happened to the boys.

“Jamie is on her way!” She said, pressing the gas and whipping the old hunk of bolts. She felt like Dean whenever she drove. She felt like she could take on the world like her brother did.

As she drove, her hands gripped the shells. Her headache was long forgotten as her mind was overtaken with childhood memories of their car traditions and everything they had been through. She’d be famed if she lost them to a ghost. 

Turning a twenty-minute drive into ten was not easy and it only drove her adrenaline more. She could only thank God that the tank was full and pray she made it to her brothers in time. Luckily, there was a drivable path to the family cemetery where the mother was buried with her children.

Jamie put the car in park and jumped out. The grave was a large memorial.

“Lady Luck, you must have a crush on me.” She smiled as she dragged out her crowbar and pried the sealed door open. It was corroded and wilting away. One stab made the brick fall like dominos. As the brick fell and dust rose Jamie could do nothing but cover her nose. The smell of rot and death filled her senses, the smell made her eyes burn.

“That’s ripe.” She muttered, stepping over the debris and into the tombstone. It wasn’t something she had never seen before. Inside were three coffins, one large and two small.

“Her kids are stuck here too?” Jamie asked herself as she looked over the inside. “Oh well, you gotta go too. Sorry kiddos.” She muttered as she broke the coffin lids off each one. She doused them in lighter fluid and salt. She emptied the can of fluid into the grave.

Just as she struck the match she heard a loud crash, likely at the house.

“Sam! Dean!” She questions, her voice laced with worry and urgency. Quickly she lit three matches and threw them into the coffins, jogging out and back to the car she hijacked. As the bodies burned and the fire grew, Jamie turned the engine over again and reversed off the trail. 

Just as she pulled up she saw her brothers standing outside the trashed house. The impala lodged right into what was probably a living room. 

“Is that Jamie?” Sam asked looking towards the dim car lights. The car parked and out jumped their little sister. A confused look on her face.

“Is that Dad’s car driven through a house?” She asked as she approached her brothers.

“Yes,” Sam said laughing. Dean looked heartbroken.

“What are you doing here, we said stay at the motel,” Dean said. 

“Well, considering what happened I saved your butts. Sam butt dialed me and I heard screams so I got a car and high-tailed it.” She said, her hands in her pockets. 

“The kids,” Sam said, looking at his brother. “She did save our asses.”

“Yeah Dean, listen to Sammy. Yall woulda been ghost mince if it wasn’t for me getting here in time and burning the bones.”

“Whatever. Not bad kid.” Dean smiled.

They got back to the motel and cleaned up. Jamie carefully took her father’s notes down and stacked them. She would figure something to do with them but she didn’t want to let go of them or have some random civilian walk in on it.

“Wait so you told the officer your boobs were real?” Jamie asked from the backseat. “And you made a fake 911 call so Dean could escape?” 

Sam Scoffed and Dean couldn’t stop smiling, nodding in the front seat as his sister giggled in the back. 

“You guys are crazy.” She muttered.

“If we are crazy that makes you at least half crazy.” Sam joked.

“Unfortunately, I am a Winchester through and through. I would just book it.” Jamie scoffed as she flipped through more pages.

“How long are you going to go through those chicken scratches?” Dean asked, looking at his sister from the backseat.

“I don’t know. I’m trying to figure out where he went next.”

it wasn’t long until they got back to Sam’s place. The bad feeling Jamie got loomed over her as she sat in the backseat waiting for her brothers to be done.

“Jamie…Jamiiieee?” Sam sang her name trying to get her attention. Snapping back to reality she looked at her older brother.

“Sorry, Sammy. I’ll uhm see you next time.” She smiled. Setting down her father’s papers and giving her brother a half hug through the Impala window. Sam nodded and stepped away from the car. Watching as his brother and sister drove off.

“D?”

“Yes?” 

“Would you believe me if I said I had a bad feeling about that place since the first time we came here?” Jamie asked, turning around to catch the faint outline of her brother walking into the house. “Jess gave me a bad feeling.” 

“Me too, hold on.” The car jerked as Dean flipped a highspeed u-turn and raced back down the street. the car was parked and the siblings were out of the car in seconds. Jogging up to the building, they could feel the pure heat that was beginning to emanate from the house. Dean kicked down the door and rushed in. 

“JAMIE STAY BACK!” Dean shouted as he heard the screams, as Dean rushed in Jamie followed. Staying just a few feet back as Dean rushed up the stairs. She could see it, some of it at least. The very edges of the fire started making their way outside the door. 

“Shit.” She muttered. Running back down the stairs she ran to the neighbors, using both fists she banged on the door, screaming. “FIRE! GET UP THERE IS A FIRE!” As she moved through the small complex banging on doors she could still only hear her brother’s footsteps and worried shouts.

The door opened as she banged. A very exhausted-looking girl opened it with a crazed expression. Jamie could feel the sleep-deprived anger that the girl was ready to spout. 

“There is a big fire upstairs! You need to leave! Grab everything and run!” She said before the girl could even speak. Jamie had moved to the next door as the girl ran back into her apartment. 

She banged on the next door. “FIRE. YOU HAVE TO GET UP!” She screamed the fire was spreading unnaturally fast. Jamie could hear boards crumbling as the roof seemed to collapse. 

Now that Sam and Dean were out of danger she made her way to the stairs, and she remained calm, keeping her breathing as steady as she could as she raced down the stairs, she would have to hope no one else was in the building or they made it out somehow, it would be a miracle. 

“Ooooh, Jamie.” A Dark voice sang behind her. She stopped halfway down the step before turning around, it all happened in a flash. She saw Jess, at the top of the staircase, she could see the singe that covered her face.

“Who are you?” Jamie asked, watching as the smoke began to blow out of her brother’s apartment. Dark, black smoke, almost unnatural in movement as if Jess’s burned body was the only thing stopping it from spreading to the house. Jess grinned and raised her arm, almost as if commanding the smoke to follow her command. 

Jamie was pushed back by the smoke, sending her tumbling down the rest of the stairs and flying out of the building. 

“Dean!” She shouted as she was pushed by the smoke. It felt like it was trying to tear her apart. She hit the Impala with a loud thud. The smoke continued to push her into the car. Then it all went dark.

She was back in Sam’s apartment, there was no fire. Just the thick smell of smoke and scorched flesh. It was rancid

Standing on the staircase, staring up at nothing. Then the smoke came. On instinct, Jamie started running down the stairs. They were never-ending as she was just barely able to stay out of reach of the black smoke that chased her. She tried to call for her brothers, but her throat burned so badly she could taste the odor in her mouth. It was overwhelming.

She saw the front door. It was lit up with some kind of bright, blinding light. She tried to reach it but just as she reached the last step, she felt herself fall forward, it was the black smoke. It was eating her alive, consuming her but she couldn’t scream, she couldn’t breathe.

With a loud, almost crunchy gasp she shot up, immediately coughing as bile began to creep up her throat. She leaned forward, unable to hold herself up. She saw the ground approaching quickly but it never came. Still in a daze, she looked up to see her brother’s face full of fear and concern. It was Sammy.

“Breathe Jamie, Breath!” She heard. Holding her throat and looking around she saw the worried faces of her brothers, crouched next to her in an ambulance. They weren’t moving. There was some kind of mask covering her nose. 

“We are right here June Bug, just breathe for me okay? In and out, just like that. Good girl.” Sam eased as he kept the face mask held tightly to his sister’s face. She was covered in soot, head to toe. The only color he saw on her was any hair that shook off the soot and her eyes. Large and doey, slightly bloodshot due to the smoke but she was still alive. That is all he cared about right now.

Jamie put her hand on Sam’s asking him to move to mask for a moment. “Where is D?” She asked, in a tired voice.

“I’m right here. I’m gonna get the paramedic. Do you need water?” Dean asked, standing next to his siblings. He was worried as hell but he wasn’t going to show it. Jamie nodded slowly, glancing at her brothers to check for any injuries. She looked at Sam, he had some soot on his face but nothing serious.

“Jamie, why did you go back in?” Sam asked as he stared at his sister. Jamie could feel the stress and fear radiating off of him like a heat lamp, the grief was creeping its way in.

“To-” She coughed, trying to clear her throat. “To warn your neighbors.” She said her voice hoarse and throat dry. She felt like she just took the worst hit of a bong. Her chest hurt and her head was still hazy. “I-” She stopped herself. She couldn’t tell Sam that his college girlfriend was some kind of freak and attacked her with smoke. 

A water bottle appeared in her line of vision as she stared at Sam with tired eyes. She grabbed the bottle, opened it, and started chugging. 

“Who, slow down there. This may be a college town but I don’t see any kegs.” Dean joked. Sam looked up at him with a furrowed brow and pursed lips.

“Does this mean you’re coming with us to find Dad?” Jamie asked as she breathed. It was like a rock had been stuck in her throat. 

“I don’t have another choice…” Sam trailed off as he stared at his burned home. It was mostly his apartment that ended up burning down, the floors collapsing into the lower unit. “First you need oxygen.”

“Sam, I-” She tried again. 

“Later sis, we got you right now. The paramedic is going to look you over. Let’s get you cleaned up.” He said. He motioned for her to hold the mask onto her face as he stood up and rummaged through the cabin of the ambulance. He found some saline syringes and paper towels. 

Tidiously wetting them and wiping his sister’s brow, Jamie pretended to not notice the tremble in her brother’s hands. She held the mask to her face and stopped Sam from wiping her face. 

Sam made eye contact and smiled lightly, trying to hold back tears. Jamie put the mask down and pulled her brother in for a hug.

“It will be okay Sam. I am here. I got you.” She whispered to him. He hugged her back, being careful not to hurt her. He took a deep breath and pulled away.

“I know June Bug.” He smiled and handed her back the mask, continuing the task of cleaning up his heroic sister.

“Hi, my name is Matthew. is it okay if I check you over and ask some questions?” He was skinny but muscular. If Jamie wasn’t dying to breathe, she would have tried to hit on him, instead, she nodded and began to remove her jacket. Wincing in pain her arms contorted. 

Sam continued to clean up her face as she spoke with the paramedic. 

“So the firefighters think you got hit by a mini explosion, caused by the gas leak. Did you see anything?”

“No, I was on the stairs, and next thing I knew I was here.” She lied. He asked a few more questions about how she felt and thanked her. Matthew went to Dean to tell him what happened.

“So, she inhaled a lot of smoke. Was she stuck in the house for a long period?” 

“No, she was on the stairs. I’m pretty sure she was running through trying to wake up the neighbors.” Dean said, not taking his eyes off his siblings as they sat in the back of the ambulance. 

“That’s a tricky one for sure, but she has a couple of bruised ribs and potentially a broken one. She hit the car pretty hard, she may have a concussion or internal bleeding.” That scared Dean. 

“What do you mean internal bleeding?” He asked, looked at the paramedic. 

“Well, if she has a cracked rib, it’s likely that when she collided with the car it could have or might have punctured one of her vital organs. It is hard to detect. We are going to take her to the hospital and get her checked out though. I wanted to let you know. You can follow us in your car.” he said, giving a small wave and walking back over to the younger siblings. They spoke for a moment and Sam hopped down, walking towards his brother. 

“They are gonna make sure she is okay. We should follow them so we can be there when she gets out of her x-ray.” Sam said. 

“Yeah, okay.” Dean agreed. They walked to the impala. Sam hissing when he saw the damage his sister had done to the side. 

“You’re gonna have fun with that.” He said to Dean as they got in. 

“I don’t even care, man. That was so scary. That smoke, i-it was like it was attacking her. Trying to push her into the car. Trying to kill her.” He gripped the wheel as he stared at the debris from the fire. 

“Hey, she is okay. We will be okay.”

Dean turned the engine over and put it in gear. He checked his brother over one more time before following the ambulance that took his sister.

As he drove, Dean thought back to the moment. He was so concerned with Sam, that he thought he told her to stay behind.

“She went for the neighbors.” He muttered to himself and he mindlessly drove behind the ambulance.

“She did,” Sam replied absently, biting on his thumb. Dean looked over at his brother for a moment, he just lost his girl, and almost lost his sister. She called out his name when she was facing that… whatever it was and he couldn’t do anything. He and Sam were on the other side of the Impala, he could have sworn she was out of the building. He would have run back in if he knew he had left her to fend for herself. 

Something wasn’t right and he knew it. 

[soniczelda16]

Even more EW: Back At It Again headcanons

Terri has ringtones for each of the boys matching their interests and personalities.

Edd- The Cola Song by INNA ft. J Blavin

Tom- Good Thing by Reel Big Fish

Tord- United States of Whatever by Liam Lynch

Matt- Let's Face It I'm Cute by 11 Acorn Lane

For Terri, the boys have Any Way You Want It by Journey as a ringtone.

The reason Tom hates Christmas in this AU is kind of a sad one. After his dad was attacked by a bear, his mother had to take a second job to pay for the medical bills while he was in the hospital. She couldn't afford to take care of Tom in the midst of it, so Tom was temporarily put into foster care until they were financially stable enough and his dad had recovered. Tom hated foster care, especially when one family tried to push their religious agenda onto him. He used to spend Christmas with his family and foster care ruined that for him. He began to associate Christmas with tragedy so much that if he saw anything commercially related to the holiday, it would bring up painful memories and push him into a destructive state. His parents got back custody of him when he was in his early teens, but the pain still lingered. He didn't show it around them because he didn't want to burden them with his mental issues, especially around Christmas. It's only after Tord returns to the group and Terri moves in that his attitude about it starts to change.

Terri's favorite anime is called Vampire Host Club, an in-universe dark vampire romance. The main inspirations I got for it are Ouran Host Club and Hellsing. Terri is obsessed with it and will sometimes force the boys to watch it with her. The only housemate who will watch with her willingly is Matt. He loves the romantic subplot and relates to the vampiric male lead.

[phantomdoofer]

Chapter 16: Notte fredda

Trigger warning for violence.

Gustavo shivered. Even with the pizzeria's heat at full blast, the intense cold outside still blew in every time a door opened. In all his years, he'd never seen anything like it. He finally gave up and walked to the break room to get his coat. Poor Fake was stuck downstairs most of the time, afraid of freezing up. They and the Toppins were huddled around a space heater, bundled in blankets. Brando and Peppino came in shivering every day - riding a scooter in this cold was a penance. Even Brick, thick as her fur was, was wearing extra clothing.

What was worse was the chill mist that rolled in off the sea every night - and sometimes during the day. It slowly coated everything in ice. They took turns going out and breaking the ice off everything. Business was still steady, and the customers were loathe to leave. Every business was essentially a shelter right now. Peppino, in a fit of foresight, had ordered a shipment of hot packs, and they were selling as well as the pizzas.

Gustavo huddled in front of the pizza ovens. If this doesn't break soon, I don't know what people are doing to do...

~~~~

Peppino huddled at the counter. He hadn't even bothered taking off his coat. Mio Dio, what is going on with this weather? He'd thought about telling Brando to stay home until it warmed up, but the boy had insisted. Got to admire his conviction, but... this is torturous! The boy wandered among the customers, asking if everything was fine, smiling and reassuring them. He'd taken well to helping people, and Peppino was pleased with his attitude. He'll be a fine proprietor one day. Of course, Peppino knew that all the moving around was keeping the boy warm, too.

Peppino rubbed his hands together. He'd understand if he was keeping the heat turned down, like he had during leaner times, but it was full blast. Apparently everyone was having the same problem - the heat just didn't seem to cut through the cold entirely. It's uncanny. The government had even declared a national emergency, shipping heaters and other supplies to the area. Power companies were reinforcing the power grid, trying to stay ahead of the demand. Allowances were being applied to electrical bills.

Brando walked up to the counter. "Three more orders, signore," he said. Peppino sighed inwardly. While he'd made great strides in relaxing, Brando still insisted on calling him "sir." You are actually his teacher, Pino, he reminded himself, he's right to do so.

Peppino just couldn't shake feeling like he didn't deserve it.

Peppino memorized the orders, nodded, and stepped back to give them to Gus. The little gnome was practically dancing in front of the ovens, trying to keep warm. "Gus, go-a downstairs with Fake for a while. It's-a warm down there. I can handle-a this, Brando can handle the dining room."

Gus looked at him, a mixture of gratitude and stubbornness on his face, but he nodded and went downstairs. Peppino removed his gloves, gathering materials to start prepping the orders. I don't know how much longer people can stand this. We're not built for it.

~~~~

That night, as Peppino wiped down the counter, he tried not to shiver at the cold water's touch. He'd sent Brando and Gus home. No reason for them to suffer any more.

His phone rang. Giuseppe's ringtone? He picked up quickly. "Pronto?"

"Pino, I just got a message from... an old friend." The tension in Giuseppe's voice was palpable. "They said something's started appearing outside at night, in this mist. Are you still at the pizzeria?"

Peppino twitched. "Uh, sì. I'm-a just closing up. Did-a they say what?"

"No, they didn't. They didn't have much, but..." Giuseppe paused. "This person... They wouldn't have contacted me if it wasn't serious. Whatever it is, it's dangerous. I'm calling the police after you. I'd be willing to bet it's something to do with Pizzahead."

Peppino broke out in a sweat. What the hell is that damn pizza up to now? "Thank you, fratello. I'll keep-a my eyes open. Be careful yourself. Being-a who you are, if Pizzahead is back, he might-a come after you, too."

"Oh, don't I know it." Peppino could imagine the grim smirk on his brother's face. "He'll have as much trouble out of me as he did with you. Just... be careful. Ciao."

"Ciao." As Peppino close the call, he realized just how disturbed he was. Giuseppe has almost literally been to hell and back. The concern in his voice had been deep. And who was this mysterious contact?

He shook his head. It doesn't matter. I should tell Fake. Locking the front door, he walked into the basement. Fake was standing in the middle, a look of deep consternation on his warped features - the Toppins were all running around, wildly agitated. How in the hell did I miss this? "Ay! AY, CONDIMENTI! STAI ZITTO!"

All of them stopped and looked at him. He'd never seen them look so... angry. "Cosa c'è che non va, condimenti?"

Mushroom immediately jumped onto Peppino's shoulder, chittering wildly. It climbed up on top of his hat, hopping up and down. Pineapple looked up, dropping its sunglasses. "Bad! Bad coming! We feel it!"

Peppino shivered. "How do you know that?"

Cheese spun in a circle. "We feel it! Don't know how! Bad! BIG bad coming! Worse than Pizzahead!"

Peppino and Fake looked at each other in shock. "Worse than Pizzahead?" Peppino mouthed.

Fake shook their head. "They just suddenly started up a few minutes ago. We don't know why. But something tells us we should trust them on this."

Peppino shivered, this time with a chill in the soul. Two warnings, from two different directions. Something's very wrong.

Someone knocked on the door upstairs.

"Wha... who would be out in this cold, this late?" Peppino quickly hopped up the stairs, and jogged into the dining room.

Vigilante was outside, looking stern and beating on the door.

"Mio Dio, Vigi," he said as he unlocked the door, "what are you doing out in this desolazione?"

The sheriff seemed even more surly than usual. "Need you to come with me, Peppino. Something important's going on."

"Sì, sì, sceriffo, I have heard something is wrong. Let me just... close up..."

The cheeseslime seemed antsy as Peppino closed down. "Hurry up, Peppino!"

"I am hurrying!" Peppino said testily, his temper rising. "I'm-a not just going to leave-a my shop standing open, even for you!" Something was setting off alarm bells in his head, but he wasn't sure what. He ushered Vigilante out and turned to lock the door.

"Wait." Peppino stopped and turned to the cheeseslime. "Vigi, where's your coat?"

Vigilante huffed. "We don't have time for that, this is important."

"More important than-a the fact cheeseslimes freeze faster than humans?" Peppino countered. "You should-a be a cheesesicle by now in this. And where's-a your accent gone?" He poked the cheeseslime. "OK, stronzo, who are you?"

Suddenly Peppino heard a horrible noise behind him. Fake and the Toppins were standing in the doorway. The Toppins were all shrieking, and Fake was hissing as they assumed their combat form.

Shocked, Peppino turned back around.

The thing who he'd thought was Vigilante was growing, deforming, the hat falling away. The air filled with a smell worse than the foulest limburghese. One eye sank in. More arms sprouted. The creature made a sickening gurgle. It was larger even than Fake now, and the clone was hissing defiance but clearly terrified. Its skin developed moldy blotches all over, and it seemed to bubble and churn inside.

Peppino froze in terror.

Suddenly, across the road, Peppino heard the whump of a large munition being launched. "DOWN!" Peppino shrieked as he dove to the ground. Fake hunkered down, shielding the Toppins.

The monster exploded, stinking cheese flying everywhere.

Across the street, the real Vigilante stood, swaddled in clothes, his bazooka smoking on his shoulder. "PEPPINO! GET AWAY FROM THAT THING!"

Before anyone could move, the mass of cheese sprouted tentacles, roaring like a mad beast. It swiped at Peppino, but his fear had already activated his speed - he darted away, quickly shoving Fake and the Toppins back inside. He rushed back out.

Several of the tentacles had grabbed Vigi, and as Peppino watched in horror, one grabbed the cheeseslime's arm and casually ripped it off.

"VIGI!" Peppino cried out. Suddenly fear turned to rage. He leapt upward, daring gravity to stop him, grabbed the mass of tentacles, and wrenched them off.

Peppino rushed over and grabbed Vigi, taking him inside. The sheriff was moaning in pain. Peppino tossed Fake his phone. "Call the police! Tell them what's going on!"

The slime monster squealed. Several more tentacles lashed at him, but he was far too fast for it now. He pummeled it from every direction, slashing bits of it off with chops and slashes of his hands and fingers. Every time a tentacle flailed his way, he either dodged it or ripped it off. It flung some of its stinking body at him, but Peppino simply ducked aside. Within seconds the creature was a pile of quivering, gooey bits.

Struggling to shrink down to their normal form, they growled assent.

Peppino rushed back outside. The bits were quivering their way back together. It's reforming! What IS this thing?? He frantically searched his memory for cheeseslime weaknesses. Cold and... fire! He rushed back inside, charged downstairs, found a canister of flammable cleaner, grabbed his firestarter, and ran back.

The thing was almost back together. He could see its single eye already glaring bloody murder at him.

Peppino opened the canister and lit his firestarter. "BRUCIARE!" He chucked both at the thing, and instantly it burst into flame.

The shrieking was awful, the smell even worse. The creature frantically flailed around, even hopping into the air in a desperate attempt to crush him, but Peppino dashed away. The impact shook the whole area, cracking the pavement and creating a small crater. Peppino stumbled, and a flaming tentacle lashed his way. Catching it, Peppino tried not to shriek as his hand burned. Ripping the tentacle off, the burning cheese stuck to his hand, and he frantically scraped the gooey mess off on the concrete. Finally, the horrific thing shuddered, and slumped to the ground, dead.

Peppino clutched his scraped, burned hand and stared at the burning corpse. His adrenaline finally dropped enough for the fear to come back. "CHE CAZZO ERA QUELLO??"he shrieked. He looked around - he saw terrified faces in nearly every window. Several were holding phones, either recording the monster or calling someone. Hopefully the police. "Don't-a come out!! Call the police if-a you haven't already!"

Then Peppino remembered. "VIGI!" He spun and ran back inside. The cheeseslime was laying where he'd dropped him. "Oh Mio Dio," Peppino said as he kneeled beside him, "Vigi! Your arm-!"

Fake came back with a large block of cheese, and handed it to Vigilante, who swallowed it whole. He winced and laid back. "Long... as I... get... some cheese in... me... losin'... an arm shouldn't... kill me." He turned, one eye closed in pain, towards Peppino. "What... was that... thing?"

Peppino shook his head. "I don't-a know. It looked like-a you at first, then when I questioned it, it turned-a into...that. How did you know, Vigi?"

The cheeseslime closed his eyes. "One'a my people reported seeing me out and about, when they knew I wasn't. They called me... an' I followed a hunch."

Peppino heard sirens in the distance. Shortly, an ambulance and several police cars rolled up, and a medical team took the wounded sheriff.

The police, of course, had more to do.

As Peppino and Fake gave their statements, Peppino started examining the whole thing. "Some-a-how, the Toppins knew something was-a wrong, before-a that thing ever showed up." He turned to Cheese. "Can you feel anything else-a bad right now?"

Cheese turned from side to side, then hopped lightly. "Bad still around, but not here. Not close."

The officer nodded. "We're getting reports from La Crosta of more of these things turning up. Cheeseslimes, Verdurans... and a few Humans." The shook their head. "You were lucky, Mr. Spaghetti. There have been deaths reported."

Peppino went white. "Oh Mio Dio. How-a many?"

The officer frowned. "Thankfully, not many. Mainly people in shady areas they shouldn't have been. There's a general curfew in place now, but we'll make an exception for all of you for now. Excuse me, please."

As the officer stepped away, Peppino quickly grabbed his phone and dialed his mother. Please, please...

The phone picked up on the third ring. "Peppino? Your brother just called. What's going on? Something about deadly monsters in the streets?"

"Grazie il Dio, Mama, I'm-a so glad you're OK." He sighed, relaxing visibly. Hopefully that means Seppe is Ok, too. "Sì, Mama, let me explain..."

A few minutes later, Margherita spoke. "Madre di Dio, ragazzo, I hope your friend will be OK. And you are well? And your friends? And your pizzeria?"

"So far, Mama. Stay inside, of course. I'm-a sure the police are out in force now." He thought for a moment. "Didn't you tell me the other day a Toppin had taken to you?"

"Sì, a cute little salsiccia. It grumbles constantly, but tonight it seemed frantic. Now I know why. So, watch the Toppins, eh? Clever little condimenti. I know Mushroom stays with you, Peppino. Keep it close."

"Sì, Mama, I was thinking the same thing. Ciao." Just as Peppino hung up, he saw Giuseppe come in, clothes messy, his right arm in a sling. "Fratello, what happened?"

Giuseppe winced, but smiled and gave a thumbs-up. "One of those monsters happened. Scared the shit out me. Looked like a giant Pepperman. Caught me outside dumping my trash. Had me in a bear hug, pretty sure it cracked a bone in my arm. I managed to break free, then ran through it."

Peppino paused. "Through it?"

Giuseppe smiled. "Don't think I've accelerated that quick in decades. Blew a hole through it, then when it started to reform... well," he looked outside at the scorched pile, "it looks like we had the same idea after that. Called Mama, then came to check on you."

"We're -a OK, Seppe, but Vigi is in the hospital. That thing tore-a his arm off."

Giuseppe paled. "Santa Maria. Guess that was the ambulance I saw leaving."

Suddenly Sausage leapt up onto Giuseppe's left shoulder, grumbling loudly. "Well, why are you suddenly so forward?"

"Somehow the Toppins can-a sense these things, Seppe," Peppino said. "I think Sausage intends to go with you."

"Well, I won't say no to an early-warning system." He looked at Peppino. "I guess this is what my friend was hearing about. Or is this just the beginning?"

As the police turned to Giuseppe to take his statement, Peppino called Gustavo.

"No, Peppino, we didn't run into anything, but Brick seemed like she was worried about something. Wonder if she can do the same thing the Toppins can? Doesn't matter, really. We'll keep our eyes open. Hey, I'll call Brando and warn him, too. Since he's working with us he might get targeted, too. You guys be careful, eh? Ciao."

As Peppino hung up again, a large, dark truck pulled up outside, and several familiarly-attired people jumped out. One of the police groaned. "Oh, great, the Spooks are here."

Giuseppe quirked an eyebrow, and the man cringed. "Present company accepted, sir."

Giuseppe stared the man down, and finally spoke. "I trained most of those "spooks," officer. If they're here, they're here to help. Now's not the time for inter-service rivalry."

"Yes, sir," the officer said meekly as a few of the soldiers came in. The man in the front, a mustachioed man with graying hair, spoke. "Bonne soirée, Major Spaghetti. How badly are you hurt?"

Giuseppe shrugged, then winced slightly. "Just a cracked bone, Louis. Could have been a lot worse. And just call me Giuseppe, I retired. Guessing you brought in Forensics?"

The man nodded. "Just a matter of respect, sir. And oui. There are other teams as well, helping clean up this mess. But... how did you all know? Nearly everyone else that was attacked was killed, or severely injured."

Giuseppe shrugged. "I had some forewarning from... an old friend."

The man frowned. "How did they know, Major? That sounds suspicious. Who are they?"

Giuseppe stood straight. "Afraid I can't tell you that, Louis. I made a promise."

The Frenchman looked angry. "Be that as it may, they could have vital information. If you are retired, you have no right to withhold it."

Giuseppe's faced grew stormy. "Go careful, Louis. You're on thin ice."

The Frenchman grew equally as red-faced. "And I cannot believe you would hold back for something as flimsy as a promise."

"Why, you borioso, arrogante-!"

"Enough!" A voice called out it behind them. Everyone jumped. In the doorway was a short woman, black hair streaked with gray, wearing a black combat suit. "Thanks, Sepp, but I'm not gonna see you get yourself arrested for me. It was me, Louis. I told him."

The Frenchman went pure white in the face. Several of the other agents were staring. "Oh, mon dieu. Lieutenant Morelli. La Petite Mort. You're alive?"

The woman walked forward like a cat. "Alive, well, and ready to tell you what I know."

Peppino leaned to his brother. "La Petite Mort?"

Giuseppe chuckled. "You know how my callsign was "Hellrunner?" That's Anita, mine and Gustavo's old partner. Her's was "Little Death." She's just as infamous in Special Operations as I was. Moreso, really." He chuckled wickedly. "Everyone considered me the nice one."

Peppino thought about that. With our temper, that's saying a lot. This woman is probably incredibly dangerous.

Anita ignored the agents as if they were noisy children. "After I called you, Sepp, I heard a major commotion at that pepper's studio. Found him dueling with a giant copy of himself. I helped him take it out. He's fine, by the way." She flipped her hair, and her eye twitched. "Come on, you lot. Leave the wounded to recuperate, let's see what we can find out."

The agents followed her outside without a word.

"Didn't you say she quit?" Peppino said.

Giuseppe's malevolent smile had never wavered. "Anita has a way of commanding people even when she doesn't actually have the authority to do so." He sat down, and Peppino joined him. Fake crouched next to the table. "Let's go over what we know-"

No sooner had they sat down before they heard a roar of jet exhaust, and Noise rolled up outside. He brushed past the police. "Already gave my statement, officer, I'm here for them."

As he walked over, Peppino saw Noise had a huge, fang-toothed expression of pure rage. Even when he tried to kill me he didn't look like that. "Noise? What's-a happened?"

The Noise growled. "What happened was one of those things attacked NTV. Looked like him," he pointed at Fake, "but bigger and meaner. Killed some of my guards, and attacked Noisette."

Both of them stood up, and Fake stood to their full height, growling angrily. "Mio Dio! Is she all right?" Peppino said.

The Noise's expression turned into an evil grin. "A few cuts and bruises, and a concussion, they said. She walloped that thing, then I gave it a mouthful of bombs." He tossed a particularly nasty-looking Noise Bomb into the air. "They're still cleaning the mess off the walls. Saw them bring Vigi in the hospital."

They said back down. "This wasn't some random attack, then. It was a warning. A message," Giuseppe said.

Peppino looked grim. "Sì. He's after all of-a us, then. Not just me. Any-a-one to do with-a the Tower."

All four of them looked outside, at a town full of people who were now targets. What do we do now?

Noise tucked the bomb away, sniffed, and grinned. "I know one thing, fat man, I ain't lettin' ol' Pizzamug destroy what we got here now." He looked around. "Place has kinda grown on me." He looked at Peppino. A look that was almost friendly crossed Noise's face, and he stuck a thumb at his skinny chest. "And only I get t'mess with you."

Peppino grinned. "For-a once, we're in agreement, you little-a bastard. Let's-a find this stronzo."

Fake growled. "We feel the same. We will help as much as we can." They growled again. "And if we find him... we will kill him."

Giuseppe nodded. "I know I wasn't here for the beginning of all this, but this is my home now, too. And this could spread way beyond Tower Town." He cracked his neck. "I'll get in touch with some of my old crew, see what they can find. No one threatens my family." His face grew bright red. "NO ONE."

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"Now, if we're getting into more 'I know you but, not enough', probably a basic ringtone. Though again, it depends on the person, it'd be a ringtone to match. Now, for Harley? Probably some hyenas laughing like the two I've heard she has. Hell, If I had Music Meister's, more than likely it's be some music from a musical, like Phantom of the Opera."

"Though, if it was for any heroes/anti-heroes, yeah, definitely would be careful on what I choose since I've interacted with enough criminals, that I remember at least, my head is still fuzzy. They'd get the hint real fast though."

"Considering I work at the GCPD, which I don't know how they reacted hearing about me recently, if Commissioner Gordon called me, it'd probably be YMCA, don't ask me why, but it's what came to mind also because I'd be funny to hear. For perhaps maybe Bullock, I'd say maybe 'I've no more fucks to give' by Thomas Benjamin Wild Esq, considering his attitude, no offense to him, of course."

"That's all I got for all I know, if you wanted a better answer, then, you could have specifically said who, but it's nice to receive some mail after all this time, so thanks for the question."

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rokat♡ji🐰 roka will ask him if he'd still love her if she was a stupidly gross animal or anything that crosses her mind just to test if he loves her. he hates it, but keeps up with it cause he doesn't want to get nagged at.

"toji, would you love me if i was a literal freakishly large apocalyptic man eating manatee that has come from the face of the north atlantic ocean to plot revenge against humanity for causing harm to the north pole's icebergs?" she asks batting her eyelashes at him.

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rokat♡ji 🐰he snoops around the things/pictures she had in 2000s and that's what fuels his sarcastic humor as he humiliates her on purpose.

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"don't touch him!"

"class of 2004. i bet you gave boys great tongue with these braces."

"you know damn well no one wanted me."

"yeah. what a missed opportunity."

rokat♡ji🐰she uses her cursed technique via kissing him to quicken the process of removing his lip scar entirely. she doesn't want him knowing she does this cause of the bad experiences he's had, which is why she uses that specific method on him. on the bright side, making out with his favorite girl seems to spiritually fill him. (she also does this to the kids when they get injured, so whenever she says she'll "kiss it better" she literally means it. he doesn't mind though, he has a different reason for his discomfort.)

rokat♡ji🐰when she has an attitude, he gives her an attitude back the next day.

rokat♡ji🐰in the middle of being asleep, one or the other will the first to say "mmh, you smell so good" and bring themselves closer to the other.

rokat♡ji🐰toji loves skinship more than you could imagine and what he loves most about it is the shivery unfamiliar-ish feeling of it.

rokat♡ji🐰the one time toji didn't want to get roka the excessive food she wants when she's at that time of the month, roka activated a barrier technique and didn't talk to him for the rest of the week.

rokat♡ji🐰 (pretend he used to be an mma fighter) she likes flexing about how strong he is and will say to herself or when she used to be in the arena/in front of the tv screen "that's my man!" if she felt like it, she would shout it out loud at the top of her lungs.

rokat♡ji🐰 he wants to see her in skimpy dinner party dresses but he also doesn't want to see her in skimpy dinner party dresses if that makes sense.

rokat♡ji🐰roka takes the man shopping. always. and when he's in a life or death situation of having to pick between two items roka desperately wants one more than the other he'll be like "idk, wtv's gonna make you look pretty." she gets flustered when he says that.

rokat♡ji🐰 (pretend they still use those goofy ahh nokia phones) she paid $1.08 to give his phone a girly ringtone she saw off of a magazine just to piss him off whenever his phone rung and to pick up as fast as possible since he's scared he'll be humiliated in front of his mates.

rokat♡ji🐰toji uses her vaseline after complaining about how she shouldn't be doing skincare because she's better off without it and how it's bad for her.

rokat♡ji🐰 roka's a great artist and when she's alone she'll draw fragments of him topless like he's her highschool crush.

rokat♡ji🐰they become judges of the kids' pictures with toji being straightforward about his thoughts while roka is more encouraging.

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"megumi, i love it!"

"do you like it, dad?"

"it's hideous."

"no it's not! sorry, dad's just feeling grumpy today. i think we should pin this to the fridge!"

"are you insane? we're not pinning that to the fridge."

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rokat♡ji🐰 she's hella careful with what she's doing when he's sick, but his way of being "sick" is a little unorthodox and has no clue on what to do when she's sick.

rokat♡ji🐰 toji can't get drunk, but roka can and no quicker than 5 shots. he always brings water with him for her when she feels the need to get out of her comfort zone for the night.

rokat♡ji🐰their height difference makes people laugh a little and the kids wonder why would toji be shorter if he's older.

rokat♡ji🐰he kinda wants people to catch them kissing, meanwhile roka hates pda passionately.

rokat♡ji🐰she has to drive because he doesn't know how and won't bother going to have his license plated.

rokat♡ji🐰once in a while, roka will experience severe panic attacks mostly at night without any cause and it gets so severe she'll begin screaming and pulling her hair because she's that petrified. he tries his best to comfort her in any way that he can considering he has some form of ptsd and tightly embraces her while repeating "i know, i know, i know" as a reassuring phrase.

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heeseung x fem!reader

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working where others are enjoying their holidays feels like a dream come true. a dream that soon seems to be turning into a nightmare when you suddenly have to deal with your annoying and definitely not charming new co-worker, Heeseung.

"Veo veo…"

You let out a loud groan, holding your hands over your ears. You had to listen to that song during your work time often enough, it even followed you in your sleep, you didn't need to hear it in your free time too.

"Come on, let's go somewhere else. Somewhere without kids." Jake pulled on your sleeve, trying to get your attention.

"Yes please," you whined, accepting his helping hands to get up. "I love them, but I don't want to see any children on my free day."

The boy let out a chuckle. "Don't let Jay hear that. He'll start another speech on the importance of loving kids as an animator, even on your free days." You two spoke the last part of the sentence together, the words already imprinted in your brain. It wouldn't be the first time Jay made a speech like that, neither the second. With a chuckle you made your way out of the camping site, searching for a beach that was less busy, and especially not filled with kids. It took you a while, but you finally found a free spot and got comfortable on some towels.

"Silence," Jake sighed.

"Silence."

It was unusual, hearing just the sound of the waves instead of the screaming of children or the snoring of your roommates. And it was slowly lulling you two to sleep.

It was Jakes ringtone that woke you up many hours later.

"Hello?", he asked, voice still groggy with sleep. But that sleepiness disappeared in seconds, when he suddenly jumped up, grabbing all of his stuff and urging you to do the same. "We'll be there in 10 minutes."

"What happened?" You unsuccessfully tried to stifle a yawn.

"The new animators are here, the meeting will be in 5 minutes. We overslept, y/n."

"But we'll need at least -"

"I know."

The two of you started running, both hoping that you might arrive on time, even though you both knew it was not going to happen. Especially not when you saw someone blocking the hallway, standing right in the middle of it. His face lit up when he saw you two.

"Excuse me, can you -"

"No time, move, move!" You felt a bit sorry when you shoved him to the side, but Jays nice and relaxed attitude could change in an instant when someone was late. And you didn't even shove him that hard, just lightly pushed him away. He'd survive.

Despite all your efforts you were still too late, earning an angry look from Jay before he continued his speech about the responsibility of animators. When he was talking about the importance of punctuality the door opened again, revealing the guy from the hallway.

"I'm so sorry, I couldn't find the room."

Jay just nodded, before continuing. After 20 minutes it was finally all over. You let out a deep breath, getting ready to leave the room, pulling Jake behind you.

"The ones that arrived late stay for a few more minutes, please."

Shit. You shortly thought about just leaving with the rest of the crowd, but there was no escaping from Jay. So you turned around again, eyes locked with Jake, both of you silently hoping for the best. The guy from before stayed back too, keeping his distance after recognizing you.

"Jake, today was your first time being late. I assume it won't happen again?"

"I'm really sorry, Jay. It won't, I promise." Jake actually looked like he felt guilty - and he probably was.

"Good. You're on breakfast duty tomorrow then we'll forget it happened."

Jake let out released sigh, nodding, before Jay let him go.

"Now to you, y/n. How many times did this happen already?"

"Three," you mumbled.

"I'm sorry?"

"Three." Jay nodded when you answered louder.

"Three times. You're on breakfast duty too. For the whole week."

Your head snapped up. "But-"

"No but. You should have thought about this before. Now to you…"

"Heeseung," the other guy said, nervously looking at Jay. You wanted to turn around, to leave as soon as possible, but Jay grabbed your wrist.

"You're not excused yet. Heeseung, today was not your fault, but we should make sure that it won't happen again. Y/n will gladly show you everything in the next few days, am I right?"

"What?" You couldn't believe it. First breakfast duty and now this?

"Heeseung and you will share shifts and you will show him around when you don't have to work. Understood? Breakfast duty is of course only you, this is your punishment, not his."

"Of course, Jay." You gave him a fake smile, now finally allowed to leave the room.

"I'm not exactly happy about this situation either," Heeseung hissed when you walked by him.

"Oh nooo, I'm so sorry." Your voice was dripping with sarcasm. He was not the one being punished.

~~~

"So now you don't only have to babysit the kids, but also one of our newbies?"

"Yes," you groaned before handing Jake another place mat. He put it on the table, a little cup with pencils right next to it. You looked at the figures drawn on the place mat, deep in thought. "And of course I'm lucky enough to get the idiot from the hallway."

"Now you're a bit harsh, aren't you? You haven't even gotten to know him."

"And I don't want to, thank you very much."

Jake stopped to look at you, concern in his eyes. "I fear you don't have another choice if you don't want trouble with Jay again. He's already watching your every step."

Throwing your head back you let out a loud groan. "What did I ever do to him."

"You mean except for coming late one too many times and criticizing his choice of music right at the very first day?" Jake grinned at you, and you couldn't stop a small smile from forming on your face either.

"I didn't know he had picked the music. Besides, he asked for my opinion! He should accept mine."

"Y/n, you didn't say your opinion, you told him the music wouldn't even be used in hell as a torture method because it is so bad."

Now you really smiled. "And that was my opinion."

Jake just stared at you. "Let's just finish this quickly before we get in trouble again, okay?"

Breakfast duty did not only mean to prepare everything before breakfast, but also to stay there while the guests were eating and cleaning up afterwards. It at least meant that you had something to do, but after the 8th walk to the kitchen with a bunch of dirty dishes you just wanted to throw everything on the ground and leave. This was not how you imagined your summer. Doing it occasionally, sure, but a whole week? You were here to spend time with kids, not to spend time in the kitchen. Your relief was immense when you were finally done and could leave - until you remembered what awaited you now. Heeseung.

~~~

He already waited for you in front of the building all the animators lived in, throwing an annoyed glance at his watch.

"You're too late."

"Aww congratulations, Heeseungie. You already learned the first thing about me: I'm always late."

"Don't call me that."

"Oh, but I like it! Heeseungie, Heeseungie, Heeseung-hmpf." You suddenly had a hand over your mouth, your back colliding with the wall.

"I said don't call me that." His eyes were alternating between yours, lips slightly opened, panting. This nickname really seemed to rile him up.

"M'sorry.", you managed to bring out.

He removed his hand and took a step back, still staring at you. "Just show me around."

You scoffed. "You know, what if you just-"

Jay. He was coming right towards you, his look fixated on you two.

"-follow me!" You gave him a fake smile and started to walk towards the pool, hoping that Heeseung would follow. A quick look back showed that he was indeed following you, Jay watching everything with a content smile. You waved at him before you continued your walk. You were safe - at least for now.

"Okay, so there are two types of animation. The one in the pool and the one at our kids club. You have a pool attendant license, right?"

"Of course I do. And don't bother to play nice."

A deep breath. It still didn't calm you down.

"Okay, Heeseungie," you hissed, putting the emphasis on his nickname. You stared at each other with pure annoyance in your eyes. "Try to find your own way around then. Where do you get your equipment from?"

"I already told you not to call me that."

"My bad. I thought I already told you that I don't care!" You shrugged, waiting for him to start walking. And he did, but not towards the equipment room at the other end of the pool, but towards you. "Heeseung, stop it."

"Oh, suddenly you remember my name again? Too bad." And with that he pushed against your shoulders, causing you to fall into the pool.

"Are you insane? We could get fired for this!", you screamed, pushing your wet hair out of your face.

"You mean you could get fired," he grinned.

With a shout you walked towards the end of the pool, trying to get out, when you had an idea. "Could you lend me a hand?" You looked up at him through wet eyelashes, trying to look as innocent as possible.

"Do you think I'm stupid? No way. You brought yourself into this situation. I'll be in the equipment room, just like you told me to." He actually went away - but at least he went to the right room.

After you got out of the pool you followed him, leaving a trail of puddles behind you.

"You took your time," Heeseung just commented, having a close look at all the pool equipment.

"Yeah, and who's fault is that?"

"Who called me Heeseungie?" He smirked, turning towards you. "I think I saw everything I need. Where next? I'd like this to be over soon."

"Believe me, me too, but we're still stuck together until the end of the week."

You started walking out of the little shed, holding the door. You had a short inner debate, but you decided to be nice this time, not wanting any more trouble with Jay. "Make sure to use something to hold the door open at all times. Once it falls shut you can't open it from the inside."

Heeseung just nodded, following you into the main building. You quickly explained all the equipment, the rooms and lastly the little stage on the back of the building where you would entertain the kids every evening. It went surprisingly smooth, mostly because he didn't say anything, just nodding from time to time to signal that he was still listening. And maybe because you didn't use his nickname anymore.

"Any more questions?" Heeseung just shook his head.

"Good. Then I'd suggest we take some time to relax before the animation starts tonight - away from each other."

"I couldn't agree more," Heeseung said, disappearing quickly.

"Okay then…" You mumbled, going in the other direction to your room.

~~~

An hour later you got ready for a meeting with Jake. You were supposed to teach all the dances to the new animators - including Heeseung. But at least this time the two of you weren't alone.

"So he just pushed you into the pool?" Jake couldn't suppress his laughter.

"This is not funny! If Jay had seen this I would be in big trouble!" Jake was still laughing.

"I'm sorry. But how unlucky do you have to be to be paired up with the guy who hates you as much as you hate him."

"I don't hate him," you sighed. "I guess I can kind of understand him? I did shove him against the wall after all. It's just… he saw how Jay reacted. So you'd think he'd be a bit more empathic? I don't know…"

"Y/n, you shoved him against a wall. You haven't said a single nice word to him ever since you met him."

"But-"

"No but, y/n. Try to be nice to him today."

Your groan was cut short when the door opened and your new colleagues walked in. After a short introduction from Jake you started right away with the steps. They were easy, of course, they were for kids, so most of the group was learning it quite quickly. But Heeseung… he was bad. Really bad. He constantly messed up steps, he seemed far away with his thoughts.

"Okay!" Jake called, accompanied by a clap of his hands. "Why don't we move on to the next song. Y/n will help Heeseung, I'm sure you two can figure it out in no time."

You stared at him, mouth open. "Are you serious?" you whispered, trying not to let the others hear anything.

"This is the perfect opportunity to be nice to him. Come on y/n, you can do it."

You rolled your eyes but started to walk towards Heeseung, who looked as unhappy as you.

"Be nice." You heard a whisper behind you. Jake.

"Don't bother." Heeseung.

"Sure, if that's what you want. But rest assured that you'll be fired if you don't know the dances, Seungie."

Now it was Heeseungs turn to roll his eyes. "Don't call me that either."

"Oh, but what else would I call you then?" You took a closer look - the first time you actually looked at him. His wavy black hair, the dark brown round eyes, his lips that were tightly pressed together, and back to his eyes. They looked angry, but there was also some kind of softness in them - reserved for everyone but you.

"Okay Bambi. Stop standing there, we have dances to learn."

"I'm just waiting for you," he mumbled. To your surprise he didn't complain about his nickname this time.

You tried to slowly explain everything to him, but he still messed up the steps.

"It's literally explained in the song, I don't know how you still don't get it," you groaned. Jake had almost finished his class and you feared you had to work overtime once again. Desperation was taking over, paired with annoyance. He looked at you, jerking back in surprise when you suddenly grabbed his hands.

"What are you-" You slapped one of his hands over his mouth, holding it there.

"I will not spend hours here just because you can't manage to learn a dance for little children." You stared at him, waiting, until he slowly nodded. "Good. Now arms first."

Your grip forced his hands to do the right movements to the music playing in the background. At the beginning he was tense, trying to fight your hold, but after a while he just gave up, relaxing so you could move his hands and arms more easily. You tried that two times, then you let go.

"Now try it." This time Heeseung was actually successful, following the arm movements with ease. You had to admit that you felt a bit proud, the corners of your mouth involuntarily moving upwards. That disappeared within seconds, however, when Jake gave you a quick pat on the shoulder.

"We're done for today. But you two should probably continue for a bit, don't you think?" If looks could kill Jake wouldn't have survived that moment. He seemed to feel it too if the speed in which he left the room was any indicator.

"It feels like you want to spend time with me." You looked at Heeseung, brows furrowed.

"Believe me, if I had known this was the result I would have put more effort into this."

"Why don't you just show me everything you know and then we'll see what we have to work on?"

Heeseung nodded, and you put on the song that had been haunting you for the past few weeks. To your relief he seemed to manage that just fine, but the other songs… it was a disaster. Even your hand guiding method didn't work. You felt like you were going insane. Why did this have to happen to you? What did you do that the universe was out to get you? You didn't want to waste your whole evening trapped in this room!

"I give up," you declared, turning off the music. "This won't work. You have absolutely no talent. Good luck explaining that to Jay"

"Wait. Just- give me one more chance. Please."

You let yourself fall to the ground. "One chance. If you mess up I'm telling Jay." He nodded and you turned the music back on, watching him.

He was flawless. Nailing every step without putting any effort into it. Your eyes grew wider with every song he did.

"What. Was. That."

"The steps. Like you showed me." He grinned. He-

"You knew them all along! You lied to me!" His grin disappeared when he realized you were actually angry.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"I wasted my entire evening on a cocky idiot like you. Because I was told to be nice. Well, forget it. Look how you can deal on your own."

Heeseung seemed to get angry too, almost towering over you. "Sorry that I'm such a nuisance to you."

"You are." You stormed out of the room, relieved that you didn't have to do the animation with him tonight.

~~~

You couldn't escape him for long though. The next day you, Jake and he were signed up to take some of the kids on a little tour through the mountains. You had informed Jake about everything that happened last night, begging him to not leave you alone during the trip, making him promise. But you were still nervous. You had avoided Heeseung after the incident in the training room, changing directions whenever he walked towards you. You weren't subtle, but you didn't try to be as long as Jay was nowhere to be seen.

You and Jake were already waiting before the main gate, the kids coming slowly after another. You checked the lists, talking to parents, until all 10 children were there. The only one that was missing was Heeseung.

"Should we just go without him? We're already 10 minutes late anyways."

"We can't, there's too many kids for the two of us. Let's give him 5 more minutes, okay?"

You nodded, throwing nervous glances at your watch. If Jay found out about this…

Two minutes left when you heard some hurried footsteps coming your way.

"I'm so sorry," Heeseung gasped, trying to find his breath. "I couldn't find the medicine cabinet and then Sunghoon had my shoes and I couldn't find him either and-"

"At least you're here now. Take two minutes to gain your breath and then we'll start, okay?" Good thing that Jake was talking, because you would have let out a string of curses, not caring if the children could hear you or not.

Heeseung just nodded, taking deep breaths until he could stand upright again, signaling that he was ready to go. With a look towards Jake you fell in formation: Jake and Heeseung in the back, you guiding everyone from the front. The camping site was right at the beach, but it was only a 15 minute walk until you reached the mountains. It all went well for a while, two of the kids were clinging onto you but you didn't mind, those two were your favorites. And then you heard stones falling behind you, a loud plop and someone crying. The group came to a halt, turning around. Jake was kneeling next to a little girl who sat on the ground, crying, her knees and hands bleeding.

"What happened?" you asked, gathering the rest of the kids around you to keep them safe.

"She was climbing onto that rock." Jake was in distress, nervously running his fingers through his hair. "I was trying to get her, to help her down, but she already fell and-" He took in a shaky breath. "I should have paid better attention."

"Let me see," Heeseung mumbled, softly pushing Jake to the side, one hand opening the first aid kit. He started to clean the wounds, examining everything while you and Jake tried to calm the rest of the kids down, trying to stop them from climbing more.

You couldn't help but stare at Heeseung. His behavior was completely different from what he was around you - he actually had a soft look in his eyes now, silently whispering comforting words to the little girl. He was holding her hand while helping her, not caring how hard she squeezed it. It was… endearing. You watched the small smile on his face, catching yourself wishing he was looking like that at you too. Not that you wanted him to smile at you, at least you thought you didn't really want it, but it would be a nice contrast to his annoying side he had shown you until now.

"You're staring," you suddenly heard a voice whispering in your ear.

"I need to see if the girl is alright, don't I?" you whispered back.

"You're not staring at the girl though."

Before you could try an unbelievable attempt to defend yourself Heeseung stood up again, catching both of your attention.

"Good news is she only has a few scratches, it looked worse than it is. But I don't think she should continue this tour."

Jake nodded. "I'll take her back. You two can continue the tour."

"Jake, no," you whispered, panic creeping into your voice. "You can't leave me here alone."

"Y/n, I have to take her back."

"Let me do it. Please, Jake, you promised!"

You could see that he felt sorry, and probably a bit guilty too, but it didn't matter. "I'm sorry, y/n," he murmured, before picking the little girl up. "I'll see you in a couple hours." And he was gone.

You felt Heeseungs look on you, but you didn't dare to turn around, your eyes following Jake.

"I didn't know you hated me this much," he murmured.

"No, I don't-" Great. Now it was you who felt guilty. "Let's just continue the tour."

You walked quietly through woods, the two of you just occasionally talking to the kids, paying attention that there would not be another accident, until you reached a big opening. In the middle was a big table with food on it, Jay standing right next to it. He was smiling at first, but when he saw that Jake was missing he hurried towards you.

"What happened?"

"Nothing bad. A kid fell and had a few scratches, and Jake decided to take her home," Heeseung said, his voice calm. You could see Jay relax a bit.

"So nothing serious?"

"No," Heeseung smiled, "she'll be fine tomorrow."

"That's good. Okay kids, who wants to eat something? You two can allow yourself a small break."

As expected the children started running, Jay following right behind them, leaving you and Heeseung alone.

"I don't hate you," you mumbled.

"I'm sorry?"

You sighed and spoke up. "I don't hate you."

"Oh… well it sure seems like it." Heeseungs glance scurried to you, before moving away.

"Well... only because you're so annoying!" Shit. You hadn't meant to say it. You didn't even know why you said it - especially when you saw the look on Heeseungs face. He looked so hurt. Right now he really looked like Bambi, and you just told him that his mother died.

"Heeseung, I'm so-"

He turned around, his long legs quickly walking over towards Jay, helping with the picnic. He didn’t look to you, not even when you sat down opposite of him. You felt so guilty. Why did you have to say that? It wasn't even true! Sure, you found his behavior from time to time annoying, like when he pushed you into the pool. But himself? No.

You knew he wouldn't listen to you, and you couldn't blame him. So you tried to show him that you were sorry. Whenever you noticed the salad on his plate getting less you made sure to give him some more. Same for the little dinosaur nuggets Jay prepared. And you made sure that his drink was never empty. In the meantime, your plate was empty all the time, you were feeling too sick to eat anything, guilt already eating you up.

Jay had called a couple of colleagues to take care of the tables to accompany you back to the camping site, but just as you all were ready to go Jake came back, announcing that the girl was fine and back with her parents.

"I'll accompany you anyway if you don't mind. Four's better than three, especially when the kids are hyperactive after the meal."

None of you were against it, all except for Heeseung knowing how exhausting the way back could get. And you were actually quite busy with keeping the kids in check, running behind a little boy when you suddenly felt a sharp pain in your leg, your knee buckling before giving up completely, causing you to fall. The little boy and you looked at each other for a second, both too shocked to say something - until his face changed and he let out a loud cry. Your three colleagues instantly turned around, scrambling around the little boy and looking for scratches, until his shaky little finger pointed towards you, who was still sitting on the ground.

You slowly got over the surprise of finding yourself on the ground and tried to stand up, but your knee seemed to be against it, making you fall once again. Jake was rushing towards you, helping you to at least sit down on a bigger stone.

"What happened?" You could only shrug at Jays question. You didn't even really know yourself.

"I assume you won't be able to walk back to the camp?"

"I'm sorry, Jay."

"Don't be." He smiled softly. "But those were enough crashes for today. Someone needs to stay with you, we'll be calling an ambulance as soon as we have some reception. Is that okay with you?" You just nodded, expecting Jake to stay with you, but it was Heeseung that walked in your direction.

"I'll stay. You two have more experience with the kids anyways."

Jay nodded, a content smile on his lips. "Alright. Take care of yourselves!"

The group left, Jake throwing one last glance in your direction, although you didn't really know if it was sympathy or a warning to be nice. You hoped for the first after you and Heeseung were left in silence, not really knowing what to say. Or well, you knew what you wanted to say.

"Heeseung, I'm really-"

"Let me take a look at your leg," he interrupted. His hands wandered towards your leg, hesitating. When he looked up at you and saw you nod, he let his fingers wander up your leg. You felt goosebumps rising where he touched you, but thankfully he didn't say anything. And then he reached your knee, and instead of goosebumps you felt the sting of pain again, jerking back.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled, before returning to your leg.

"Me too." You used the opportunity to finally say the words. "I'm so, so sorry. Really. I don't know why I said that, I didn't even mean it."

Heeseung didn't say anything, and it was quiet except for your hisses whenever he touched a spot that hurt.

"I think you just overworked it. But you should have someone professional have a look at it."

You just nodded, not really sure if he even wanted you to say something.

"And thank you. For apologizing." He fetched a small lunchbox from his bag, placing it in your lap. "You should eat something." Inside were a few of the dino nuggets from earlier.

"I noticed you didn't eat before," he mumbled, eyes avoiding you.

"Thank you." Now that he more or less accepted your apology you didn't feel as suffocated as before, accepting his gift happily. Maybe he wasn't really as bad as you thought…

The ambulance arrived quickly, taking you for a check-up to the hospital. Heeseung insisted on coming with you, distracting you during the ride with stories of the kids. He really was a completely different person when he spoke about them. His eyes were shining, his smile lighting up the whole waiting room and making you almost forget about your pain. He made sure not to leave your side, and he made the whole thing a bit more endurable.

~~~

The next morning you could finally sleep in again. You had actually strained your knee, Jay allowing you to sit out todays breakfast duty, and you wanted to make good use of it. You hadn't planned to still wake up at 6:30, rolling around in your bed, wide awake. With a groan you decided to use the time differently, grabbing a quick breakfast at the bakery before heading to the beach. You looked for a large rock to sit on, not wanting the sand to get into the bandage you had to wear. It was a nice change to your hectic job. Instead of screaming kids demanding your attention every single second you spent with them you had the peaceful sound of the waves and birds flying by. You laid down, letting the sun shine on your face - this time however after setting an alarm on your phone. You closed your eyes, trying not to think of anything… and yet your mind was always jumping to one certain person, the image of his face flashing in front of your eyes. Heeseung.

You let out a sigh. Something had changed after yesterday. You didn't really know what, just that you didn't really mind seeing him anymore. And your blood didn't immediately start to boil. It was a strange feeling, but somehow also a pleasant one. It was… confusing. Way too confusing to spend your morning on it, so you closed your eyes again, trying to conjure the image of the beach in front of you or maybe a pretty sunset. But no, it was Heeseung again. Heeseung with his shiny eyes, the big grin, the - no!

With a groan you sat up, opening your eyes - and staring right at the face of the guy that inherited your thoughts.

"Good to see you too," he smirked, holding a bag in your direction. "How is your leg doing?"

"It's doing fine. What are you doing here?" You grabbed the bag and looked inside, finding an array of sweets in it.

"I saw you lying there and thought you might be hungry?" His voice was unsure. "And I was worried about you." You could barely hear the last part, he was speaking so quiet and fast, but you could hear enough. His face was covered in a deep blush, his hand nervously rubbing his neck. It was kinda cute… no, y/n, focus.

"I don't- I-" You should say no. You felt confused, you needed to clear your head first. But he looked almost scared, you couldn't just say no. And you were actually still hungry. "Do you want something too?"

Relief seemed to instantly wash over him, his face turning even more red. "Thank you. Yes." He was sitting down next to you, nervously fidgeting with his hands.

"Here," you smiled, putting a muffin into his hands to stop the fidgeting. It worked, but now he was picking the little wrapper around it apart. You watched him for a while, before you decided the poor wrapper had to suffer enough.

"Is everything okay?"

"Hmm? Oh, everything's fine." He couldn't even look at you.

You sighed. "Heeseung." No reaction. "Heeseung." He was too focused on the wrapper, or maybe too lost in his thoughts to hear you. You took a deep breath, before you carefully placed your hand on his wrist. "What is it?"

"Nothing." He was shaking his head a bit too much, just like he wanted to convince himself of it.

"Okay," you mumbled. Now it was you who picked on your donut, the silence making you nervous. You waited for a bit, hoping that he might still start a conversation, but nothing.

"Thanks for the food." You stood up, trying to get away as fast as possible. You needed to talk to Jake.

~~~

Jake had to entertain the kids at the pool today, so you sat down and watched for a while how he tried to teach them water polo. You didn't know who was more exhausted by the end: the kids from playing or Jake from explaining. But it was an endearing sight, seeing all of them having so much fun. It reminded you of Heeseung at yesterday's picnic, how he seemed to break out of his shell whenever he interacted with them. His smile… no. You didn't want to think about this. Not now.

"Are you okay?" Your head snapped up towards Jake, who was now standing right before you. You didn't even notice him.

"I'm fine," you smiled, trying to protect your eyes from the sun.

"Didn't look like it. You know you can talk to me, right? We're friends."

"I know. That's why I'm here, actually." Jakes face suddenly turned nervous, looking down at you with furrowed brows. "Aah no, that came out wrong. Of course we are friends, I just want to talk to you about something."

"Relax, it's all good," Jake grinned. "Should we go somewhere else?"

You nodded and the two of you walked towards a little forest that belonged to the camping site, sitting down on a bench.

"How's your leg?"

"It's good, actually. It doesn't even hurt as long as I don't bend it." You smiled. You were relieved that it wasn't something serious, that you could still do your job. Sure, free days were nice, but you would go insane if you had to spend multiple days without something to do.

Jake hesitated for a second, before he grabbed your legs and swung them over his lap.

"A warning would have been nice," you laughed, your hands gripping the rail of the bench - you had almost fallen down when Jake suddenly spun you around.

"I'm sorry," he joined your laughing. "Is it at least better now?"

"It is but it wasn't bad in the first place."

"Sorry." He grinned at you. "So what did you want to talk about?"

Right. That's why you were here.

"You first. We haven't talked in a while, what's going on with you?"

Jake gave you a weird look, but he just nodded, a small smile spreading on his face. "There is actually something…"

You sat upright, looking at him with wide eyes. "What?? Tell me!"

He laughed again, turning towards you. "Okay. So… there might be someone I'm interested in."

"Wait what? You didn't say anything, who is it?"

"I don't- I've only seen her two times, it's nothing, really. She just…" Jakes blush was almost as red as Heeseungs had been before.

"Doesn't seem like nothing." You smirked at him, before pulling him closer. "Come on now, who is it?"

"It's someone from the newbies. Emma? You're actually having a shift with her tomorrow."

"Ah yes, she was at the dance practice, right? She seemed nice!" You backed off a bit, thinking. "Change shifts with me."

"What? No, I can't, I-"

"Yes you can. Think about it, this is the perfect opportunity to talk to her! And to spend time with her."

"I know, but… you wouldn't want to change anyways. My shift is with Heeseung." Oh.

"Uhm… that's actually what I wanted to talk to you about."

Jakes mood shifted instantly, his face getting serious. "What did he do?"

You just shook your head. "Nothing."

"What did you do?"

"Nothing! I think I might… I don't think he's that annoying anymore."

"Hear, hear." His grin came back.

"Jake, I'm serious. I don't know what to think! Two days ago he was the most annoying person I've ever met and now? He's suddenly… nice." You felt shivers running through your body, causing Jake to laugh.

"Wow, you're down bad."

"Just forget it." You tried to stand up, but Jake grabbed your hips, pulling you back.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't know this was so serious to you."

"It's not, it's just that-" I see his face every time I close my eyes. I can't stand to see him nervous or upset. I want him to smile at me again.

"I'll change shifts with you. Not because of me, but because you seem to need it too."

You nodded, eyes focused on the ground. Maybe that would give you time to figure out how to deal with Heeseung.

"And now stop looking so sad. You want to grab something to eat?"

"Oh, Heeseung already… no thank you."

"I see," your friend grinned before standing up, pulling you up too. "Hey… you can always talk to me. Or come by if you need a distraction."

You looked at him, smiling. "I know. And the same goes for you."

~~~

The next time you met him was after his shift with Emma, and Jake was a smiling mess. They were supposed to give the kids some face paintings, but apparently not only the kids, because Jake had an array of flowers on his face.

"That looks beautiful," you marveled, your hand on his chin carefully moving his face around. "Who did that?"

The blush on Jakes cheeks was enough of an answer. You looked at him with a wide grin. "So it went well, then?"

"We have a date tomorrow."

You couldn't stop the scream from escaping you, your hands grabbing Jakes shoulders and shaking him. "Jake?? This is amazing, congratulations!"

"Thank you." Your best friend was actually giggling - and changed into pure panic a second later. "Oh no, I have a date."

Now it was your time to giggle. You swung your arm around his shoulders, pulling him with you. "I'm sure you'll do great."

"You need to help me," Jake whined.

"Where do you think we're going? I'm already helping you."

In Jakes room you got comfortable on the bed, while he stood in front of his closet, trying on the third or fourth outfit.

"Nothing feels right," he groaned, letting himself fall next to you.

"Hey," you whispered, propping yourself up on your elbow. "She agreed to this date while you were wearing your work shirt. If she likes you in that she will like you in anything. Plus - and don't get cocky now - I think it's impossible for you to look bad."

"Do you really?" Jake turned his head in your direction, his eyes almost begging you to lift his mood.

"I do. You are the most handsome man in the camp - probably in the whole country."

"More handsome than Heeseung?"

You rolled your eyes, letting yourself fall backwards.

"Would you want to go on a date with Heeseung?" you heard Jake whisper.

"I don't know," you answered honestly. "I don't think I want a date, but it would be nice to spend more time with him. But at the same time I don't want to see him at all because he confuses me enough already."

Jake nodded. "Maybe you should work on getting along first. And then you could see if your feelings change in some direction." Now he was the one to prop his face on his hands. "You've only known each other for four days. Give it some time!"

"You already know what you feel for Emma though."

He smiled. "Yes, but our… relationship didn't start with me pushing her against the wall."

You had already forgotten about that, but he was right. You were the reason why you two had a bad first meeting. You were the reason why this was all so messed up. You -

"You're overthinking again."

"I can't help it. I messed up and I'm the one that makes everything complicated now."

"That's not true." The intensity in Jakes voice surprised you. "If you had really messed up that guy would be with Jay begging him to change shifts to get away from you instead of changing shifts to spend time with you. And he wouldn't talk to you at all, he wouldn't bring you breakfast, he wouldn't-"

"Heeseung changed shifts to spend time with me?"

Jake instantly stopped talking. "Erm, what? No… no, why would you think that?" He was trying to sit up, but with a hand around his wrist you pulled him right back.

"You said he was changing shifts."

"No, I-"

"Jake!"

"Okay!" he huffed. "He… mighthavechangedshiftssohecouldgoonthathikewithyou."

"Jake if you don't speak more clearly I will do everything I can to sabotage your date."

He threw an angry look at you, before taking a deep breath. "Heeseung wasn't supposed to go on that hike with us. He begged Jay to go."

"But… we had a huge fight before. Why would he want to spend more time with me?"

"Maybe your dislike has been one-sided all along?" Jake shrugged. "You should talk to Heeseung about this, not me. But you should be sure what you feel first."

"I know," you whispered, feeling tears slowly coming up. Now you were even more confused than before. Jake noticed, his hand grabbing for yours, drawing slow circles with his thumb.

"Hey, you can do it. You deal with a bunch of kids every day, you can deal with Heeseung."

But you weren't so sure about it. Dealing with the kids was easy: entertain them, make sure they're not hungry, have fun. With Heeseung however… you were doubtful that dancing to Veo Veo with him would make him happy and forget about everything that happened. No, what you needed with him was a talk, and for that to happen you needed to figure out yourself first. But how does one figure out themselves? That was already your first problem. You sat up and your eyes fell onto Jakes closet. You threw a small smile in his direction. You probably couldn't figure out your feelings today, but you could solve at least another problem.

~~~

Four hours later you were setting up the little stage, getting everything ready before the kids would arrive. You saw Jake walking by, wearing the bright yellow shirt with flowers on it that you had chosen earlier. And in his hands was a little flower bouquet. He looked so nervous, it was almost adorable.

"Where's Jake going?" The voice made you spin around, looking right at Heeseung. After a short second that you spent just staring each other you finally found your voice again.

"He has a date!"

"Oh really? I hope it goes well, he looks nervous."

"He does…," you murmured. "Okay, are you ready? Do you know all the steps?"

"How could I not after your fabulous teaching techniques." Oh. It grew silent again when you both remembered what happened after.

"I'm sorry."

"Is there anything left for me to do?"

You spoke at the same time, but you understood each other.

"For what?"

"No, it's all done."

You couldn't help but grin, the two of you once again speaking over each other. Heeseung nodded towards you.

"For everything? For being such an idiot on the first day, for not making you feel welcomed, for screaming at you, for-"

You looked up and instantly stopped talking. Heeseung was now standing right before you, your faces close in front of each other. You took in a sharp breath, your eyes fixated on his. You didn't dare to move, and neither did he.

"You don't need to apologize. I haven't exactly been nice either."

"You were just reacting to me."

"Maybe, but I could have reacted in a nice way too." He smiled. He smiled!! You could have sworn your brain stopped working in that moment, your eyes scurrying downwards and right back to his eyes.

"Thank you," you whispered, and with a small grin you added: "Bambi."

Oh no. His smile grew even wider. You should look away, you should do something - but nothing. You were frozen. You saw his hand moving upwards, coming close to your face…

and then you heard screaming. You turned around, trying to get some distance between you and Heeseung, and saw some kids running towards you. A quick look at your watch showed you that the kids club was supposed to begin in 5 minutes. At least this was the wakeup call you needed, now finally able to move again, avoiding Heeseungs eyes. You passed him a microphone before getting your own, throwing one quick smile in his direction before you started the show.

Heeseung was right, he actually managed to dance along, this time knowing all the steps. You caught yourself looking in his direction every few seconds, but you couldn't help yourself. He had the biggest smile on his face, eyes wandering from kid to kid, watching them do their little dances. He was so full of joy, full of excitement, giddy every time you had a quick pause between the songs. He was covered in a mix of colorful lights and in that moment you could have sworn you never saw someone as beautiful as him.

And it hit you: you liked him. You liked Heeseung.

After your performance you suddenly felt someone pulling on your leg. It was the little boy from your hike, his eyes full of worry.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked, his finger pointing towards your knee. Oh. You were so distracted watching Heeseung that you hadn't even felt it.

"Not really," you smiled. "It was just a small injury, there's no need to worry."

"It was so scary." The boy looked at you with wide eyes and took in a shaky breath. "I thought you might lose your leg or something. Good thing Hee was there."

"Hee?" You looked at Heeseung. Was there a slight blush on his face? It was probably from exhaustion, after all you had been dancing for 30 minutes.

"The kids call me that," he mumbled, looking down.

"I like it." You two looked at each other, once again unable to look away.

"So are you going to marry Hee now?" the little boy asked, impatiently pulling at your pants again.

"Marry him?" Now it was your turn to blush, your eyes fixated on the little boy.

"He saved you. That means he is your prince, and you are getting married."

"Oh." You didn't know what to say, thoughts running wild. You wished you could see what Heeseungs reaction was, but you were too scared to look. It was ridiculous, but you couldn't help yourself. What if he looked at you in disgust, maybe even enraged that the boy suggested something like that? No, that was stupid. A little boy just told you two to get married, that was a reason to laugh, not to overthink everything.

"Maybe we should get to know each other first."

Relief flooded you as soon as you heard Heeseungs voice, the smile visible in it. You looked quickly up to him, looking away again when you saw his eyes resting on you.

"Exactly. And you should go to your parents now, they're already waiting."

The little boy nodded, running towards his parents, while you hurried to get all the equipment back to the little shed. This was so embarrassing. Why were you so nervous? You'd known Heeseung for 4 days, no one was actually talking about a marriage, it was clear that this was all a joke, so why had you been so scared? You didn't want to marry him, you hadn't even thought about this before.

"Y/n get your act together," you whispered, angry about yourself.

"Are you okay?" You heard Heeseung behind you.

You jerked around, opening your mouth to say something, but your glance fell onto the door. The door that was slowly falling shut - and closed.

"Oh no," he whispered, refusing to turn around. "Please tell me that wasn't the door that-"

"won't open from the inside? I have bad news for you."

He grimaced, trying to press against the door, but to no avail. It didn't open, it didn't even bulge. You weren't surprised though - you had been locked in with Jake on your second day. That was also the day the two of you became best friends.

"Let me call Jay." You raised your eyebrow as Heeseung searched through his pockets. And searched again. And again, until you decided to release him.

"Phones are not allowed on stage, remember? They're in our lockers."

"Shit," he whispered. "I'm so sorry."

"It's okay… someone will miss us eventually." You just hoped it wouldn't take until the next morning when Jay discovered you didn't appear for your breakfast duty.

You looked around, sitting down on a pile of thin mattresses. "This could take a while."

Heeseung hesitated for a second, but he sat down next to you, keeping some distance.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled.

"No, don't be. It's like a ritual - it happens at least once to every one of us."

"Did it happen to you before?"

"Yeah." You smiled. "With Jake. It was our second day, he was doing something stupid and suddenly the door fell shut. He had the insane idea to sing loudly until someone would find us… three hours later Jay came because a guest reported a dying cat in the shed."

Heeseung snorted. "That sounds like something Jake would do."

"I hope it doesn't sound like something Hee would do." You turned your head to look at him, and now you could clearly see the soft blush creeping up his face.

"No, I wouldn't." There was a smile spreading on his face too.

"I'm glad."

He looked up, his eyes searching for yours. Not that they had to search for long, since you were already looking at him, completely mesmerized.

"Yeah, me too," he said quietly. The atmosphere shifted. It was… quiet, but also tense. None of you were able to break eye contact. You were frantically searching for a topic to talk about, something to break this silence, and you didn't even notice how Heeseung was coming closer. Until his eyes were right in front of yours. His big, brown eyes, worthy of his Bambi nickname. Eyes you couldn't help but get lost in, fascinated by the way they changed their color whenever a ray of light was falling onto them. You were so focused on his eyes that you didn't even see his hand moving towards your face. You only felt them when he laid it on your cheek, his thumb running over it smoothly. And then his other hand was there too, cupping your face, slowly pulling you closer. "Say no if you don't want it," he whispered, hesitating. You didn't say anything. And then he kissed you.

You held your breath, eyes automatically fluttering shut. Your hands were looking for something to hold onto, grabbing his upper arms, while your lips were softly moving against each other. You got lost in the feeling of his hands on your face, his lips, his eyelashes that were tickling you with every new kiss. When you two broke apart to breathe you left your eyes closed for a second, trying to make sense of the situation. You just kissed Heeseung. Well, technically he kissed you… but you just kissed. The guy you had found annoying a day ago. You kissed!!

"Are you okay?" Heeseungs voice broke your train of thought.

You just nodded, unable to say anything. This was too much to process. Jake told you to work out your feelings first, and here you were just kissing Heeseung without figuring out anything. Right now you didn't even know if you had liked it. In the heat of the moment yes, but now?

"No, you're not," he mumbled, backing off. "I'm sorry if I have done something wrong."

"No!" You almost screamed, both of you flinching. "I'm sorry, I- you didn't do anything wrong. I just need a moment to think."

Heeseung nodded, getting even more distance between you too. You felt so bad. He even asked if it was okay and still you were here, on the verge of a nervous breakdown, making him feel so guilty. You couldn't even really explain what was wrong, you didn't know it yourself. Your breathing sped up again and you could feel tears stinging in your eyes. You couldn't even go somewhere else, bring some distance between you and Heeseung, because you were still locked in that stupid shed.

You suddenly felt arms wrapping around your body, trapping you in a tight hug.

"Tell me if I should let go," Heeseung whispered in your ear. "But whatever it is that eats you up, I hope you can solve it soon."

You probably should tell him to let go, to let you think, but instead you felt yourself melting into the embrace. It made you feel… safe. And somehow it made it easier to think.

"I'm just so confused," you whispered back.

"About what?" He began to draw little circles on your back, and you felt yourself slowly relaxing again.

"You." You let out a humorless laugh. Heeseungs hand froze shortly, before he returned to drawing circles. "I'm sorry, I just-"

"Take your time." But you didn't want to take your time. You wanted to get this out and then hopefully have some sort of magical inspiration that told you what to do.

"Please don't take it personally."

"Oh no." He chuckled. You could feel the soft vibrations, looking up at him. He didn’t look upset at all, more curious, giving you the courage to continue.

"When we first met, the first couple days - god, that sounds so weird, I’ve only known you for a couple days." You took a second to think, Heeseung patiently waiting for you to continue. "I thought you were annoying. Really annoying."

"Ouch." Another chuckle.

"And then you were nice to me." You couldn't stop the shudder going through your body. "Sorry. I- you were nice and that meant I couldn't find you annoying anymore and now I'm having a crisis because I think I might like you but I don't know and this is all so confusing and-"

"Hey." Heeseung stopped your rambling, his fingers hooked under your chin to softly pull it up, his eyes searching for yours. "It's okay."

It took all your strength to not start crying right here and now. You began to feel exhausted.

"Come here." Heeseung slid backwards on the mattress until his back was leaning against the wall, his hands outstretched towards you. You hesitated for a second, before you got closer and leaned against his chest. He slung one of his arms over your shoulder, catching your hand in his. At least one thing you were sure of: you liked this.

"I'm sorry I wasn't nicer in the beginning." You could feel his chest moving with every word, every breath. It made you even more tired.

"No, don't apologize. I was the one who pushed you against the wall. You should find me annoying."

"Aah, that's already forgotten. I… I never really found you annoying."

"You pushed me into a pool."

Heeseungs chuckle made your whole body vibrate. "I'm sorry. I just really hate that nickname. I- it was used against me in school. A lot. So…"

You turned around to face him. "I'm so sorry. I didn't know."

"Of course not, how could you? It's already forgotten."

You nodded, your eyes getting caught on his lips. The lips that you kissed before. The lips that… you felt yourself creeping closer to his face. His eyes were darting between your eyes and your lips. You saw him nervously swallowing - and quickly turned around again, leaning back against his chest. No. You needed to sort this out first.

"So… I don't find you annoying anymore. But I don't know what else I'm feeling because I was quite busy thinking bad about you."

Another chuckle. Was this conversation so funny to him? "I think you’re thinking way too much about this. We've known each other for four days. I'm not even exactly sure myself what I'm feeling. I just know that I like you… and I really liked kissing you."

You groaned. "I'm behaving really embarrassing right now, don't I?"

"I don't think so. You became friends with Jake on the second day, right? So why not have a complete chaos of feelings on day four?"

"I… don't like this."

Heeseung wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer. "Maybe you would already be deeply in love with me if I hadn't pushed you into that pool."

You turned around again, forcing him to open up the embrace. "Now let's not get too cocky. Who says I'm in love with you?"

"In whose arms are you lying?" He grinned at you. "But… I'm serious. It's completely fine if you're confused. And if you need time to figure it out. Just take it step by step."

You took a deep breath, trying to find your confidence. "What if the next step would be to kiss you?"

The smile that spread on Heeseungs face was even bigger than when he spent time with the children. And this time it was reserved for you only.

~~~

There was a loud knock at the door. You jolted awake, Heeseung behind you stirring. The door slowly opened, revealing…

"Jake!"

"What are you two doing here?" Jake raised an eyebrow, watching you with a smirk on his face.

"You know the door, we got locked in. What are you doing here?" You helped Heeseung up, both of you hurrying towards the door before it might close again.

"I just came back from my date and wondered why there was still light in the shed. You two had fun?" You threw a glance in his direction, threatening him to stop talking. But his smirk only got wider.

"We were locked in," Heeseung shrugged, before he turned towards you. "I'll see you tomorrow?"

You tried to suppress the panic rising inside you, but apparently not good enough, because Heeseung smiled reassuringly. "For our shift together?"

"Oh! Yes, of course. See you tomorrow."

He hurried out of the shed and towards the main building, you and Jake walking behind him at a slower pace.

"So you figured out your feelings?" Jake asked, his eyes focused on you.

"I think I'm getting there," you smiled. "But now I really need time for myself. And more importantly, how was your date?"

With the gigantic grin on his face you almost didn't need an answer - but you knew Jake long enough to know that he had only waited for that question, impatient to tell you everything. Since it was already late you decided to throw a spontaneous sleepover party, staying over at Jakes room. It was almost 3am when his rambling was disturbed by a loud yawn. You had watched him with a smile on your face, but now you couldn't stop yourself from yawning too.

"Maybe we should go to sleep," Jake said, his voice sounding like he was already sleeping.

"Good idea. I have to get up early tomorrow - today."

Jake nodded, turning towards you. "I've been talking so much we didn't even get to talk about Heeseung."

You looked at him, desperately trying to stay awake a bit longer. "You have more exciting news anyways. We can talk about this tomorrow - when we're both more awake."

He nodded, eyes slowly closing. "Sounds like a plan."

"And Jake?"

"Hmm?"

"I'm really happy that today went so well for you."

"Me too." His voice was slurred, and you heard his breathing getting slower. When you looked over he was already asleep - with a small smile on his face.

You were so tired, the need to sleep almost overwhelming, but you couldn't. Your mind was still running in circles, trying to process today's events. At least now there were some things you were sure of: 1. you didn't find him annoying anymore and 2. you had kissed him, more than once, and you liked it. Right now you were just worried that this was it. What if you only liked the kissing and not really him? What if this went way too fast? What if-

"Just take it step by step," you could hear Heeseungs voice in your head. You took a deep breath, trying to calm down. He was right. You didn't have to know all those things right now. You had more than enough time to figure everything out.

With those thoughts it was easier to fall asleep, and you felt your eyes closing, your head falling to the side. You felt asleep with the image of Heeseung in front of you - not that you were surprised.

~~~

Your breakfast shift was hell, you spent the whole time trying not fall asleep. Thankfully you felt more awake a few hours later when you got ready for your next shift. If it was because of the sun shining bright, the three cups of coffee or the fact that your shift was with Heeseung you didn't know, but you were thankful for that. Falling asleep while teaching kids water gymnastics didn't sound like fun - falling asleep in front of Heeseung didn't either.

You arrived first, hesitating in the doorstep of the shed. You weren't really keen to get locked in again.

"I'll watch the evil door so it'll stay open," you heard a voice behind you. You jerked around and came face to face with Heeseung, who was holding the door open.

"Hi."

"Hi." You couldn't stop the smile from spreading on your face, and you were sure that the blush on Heeseungs cheeks was also on your own. You stood there for a while, both unsure what to say.

"Let me- I'll actually hold the door," Heeseung declared, holding the door wide open for you.

"Oh, you don't want to get locked in again?" you teased, getting the first few swimming noodles. His face got even redder.

"I enjoyed our… talk yesterday. But I would prefer it if we could repeat that without being locked in."

You froze, staring at him with wide eyes. "You want to repeat it?"

"Yes? I don't know, do you not? I…"

You threw a look at the big clock on the side of the building. There were still 30 minutes left until the class started. You got the rest of the swimming noodles, grabbing Heeseungs wrist with your free hand and pulling him behind you. You sat down on a lounger, motioning for Heeseung to do the same.

"I was thinking."

"Oh."

"No, I- it's nothing bad." You had to laugh when you saw the nervous look on his face. "I want to take things step by step. I like you, I just don't know in what way yet. But I like talking to you. And… ilikedkissingyou so if it's okay for you I would like to take things slow and see where it leads?"

Heeseungs nervousness was instantly replaced by a wide smile, his eyes shining with happiness. "I would like that very much. But speaking of slow… can you repeat the middle part again?"

You rolled your eyes. "I said I like talking to you."

"Mhm… and the thing you said after?"

"I would like to take things slow?"

"Very funny." He stood up, pulling you with him until you stood right in front of him. His hands intertwined behind your back, trapping you.

"I'm okay with taking things slow," he whispered. "As long as that means I get to kiss you again."

Now it was your turn to smile, your glance wandering downwards to his mouth. Instead of an answer you overcame the distance, pressing your lips on his. You felt him smile into the kiss, you doing the same.

"So you are getting married!" The shout made you almost jump apart. It was the little boy, an accusatory finger pointing at you two. "I knew it! You kept it a secret!"

Your eyes switched between Heeseung and the little boy, not knowing what to say. If he shouted even louder the whole camp would know about you two - the end of 'taking it slow'. You had to do something, but what?

"We did," Heeseung said in that moment. "And you have to help us. Can you do that?"

The little boy nodded proudly, his hands pressed to his hips. "Of course I can!"

"Great." Heeseung crouched down to be on eye level with him, a serious look on his face. "Because there are evil people here who don't want us to marry. And we can't let them find out! So it's better not to tell anyone until we find out who they are, you know?"

"Okay!" The boy nodded enthusiastically. "I will protect you y/n, don't worry!"

You grinned at him, nodding yourself. "Thank you."

The boy looked proud - until he saw one of his friends and ran off. Heeseung was walking towards you again.

"Guess I saved the day," he smiled.

"Thank you." You wrapped one arm around his waist, pulling him closer to give him a quick peck on the cheek. It was adorable, the way his face turned a soft pink every time you kissed or complimented him. Who could blame you for wanting to kiss him as often as you could when this was the result? When his eyes got even wider than usual, seemingly shining on their own? The eyes that you wanted to stare at forever - but you had to entertain some kids.

The water gymnastics went well, everyone had lots of fun. The kids even helped to clean everything up afterwards, which had never happened before, but Heeseung could convince them without any effort. You were in awe.

"Will you continue staring at me or do you want to say something?" Oh. Seemed like you had been staring for a while.

"Don't act like you're not constantly staring at me too." He was blushing again, apparently you were right. Funny how he got from throwing you into a pool to constantly blushing around you. And how you went from pushing him against a wall to - Hmm. You looked at him. He was standing right in front of the pool.

"You did really good today," you smiled, walking towards him.

"Thank you? I had a lot of fun."

"I could see that." You wrapped your arms around him, making him stumble backwards. "I was really impressed." One last step and you let go of him, giving him a little nudge. There was a surprised look on his face, quickly turning into betrayal before his body went underwater.

You crouched down at the end of the pool, trying to suppress your laughter. When Heeseung came up again he looked at you, everything in him screaming revenge.

"No!" You screeched, crawling backwards. But to no avail, Heeseung grabbed your foot, pulling you closer. You tried to convince him to let you go, but both of you were laughing so hard it was difficult to get the words out. Your legs were already under water when he grabbed your hands, pulling you upwards so that you sat on the edge of the pool.

"Maybe I could be convinced to spare you…" He grinned, intertwining your fingers together.

"This is my revenge, shouldn't that be reason enough for you to spare me?"

"Hmm…" He was standing between your legs, looking up at you. "I don't know, I'm not really convinced."

"What a pity." You let your fingers run through his hair, brushing it behind his ear, before they wandered down to his chin, softly pulling it up towards you. He looked up at you, eyes full of anticipation, his lips softly opening. You took a second to take in the sight, before you leaned closer, brushing your lips together. You felt him smile again, his hands moving to your hips, pulling you closer - pulling you down. You gasped when you suddenly felt water surrounding you, before Heeseungs arms pulled you back to the surface.

"I'm sorry." He didn’t look sorry at all, giggling loudly. But how could you be mad at him when he hooked his hands behind your back, pulling you closer and kissing you again. You leaned your head against his chest, your arms wrapped around his back too.

"Let's just stay here for a while," you mumbled, not wanting to let go. But there were shivers running through your body, the water getting cold now that you weren't moving anymore.

"I don't think we should, I don't want you to get sick."

"Hmm… but we won't see each other tomorrow, we don't have a shift together."

You could feel him laughing, pressing you closer together. "That doesn't mean we won't see each other, does it?"

He was right, but that was not the point. You wouldn't see him dealing with the children, you wouldn't see pure happiness radiating off of him, but you didn't want to tell him that. There was another shiver going through your body, and Heeseung softly pulled away from you.

"We really should get out of the water." You just nodded, accepting his help to get out of the pool. You even froze outside of the water, but that was nothing a hot shower couldn't fix.

"Heeseung?"

"Yes?" He turned around, eyes resting on you.

"There's a little open-air movie screening tomorrow. Do you maybe want to go there with me?"

"I would love to."

You nodded, a wide smile on your face, and finally went towards your room for the much needed shower.

~~~

The next day was incredibly boring, but you were not surprised. You loved your other colleagues, but you had barely talked to the ones you had your shifts with before. And you missed Heeseung and his excitement. But now it was evening, and you were getting ready for your date. Well, it wasn't exactly a date, but it was a special occasion. There was an open-air movie screening every friday, some sort of last goodbye before the guests would leave on saturday. It was fun, especially since the employees were welcome to join too, as long as they didn't have to work.

Right now, however, it was not fun at all. You stood in front of your closet, trying to find something nice to wear in between all of your work clothes. You had already sent an emergency text to Jake, begging him to come as soon as he got off work. And there it was, the relieving knock on your door.

"Come in!"

The door opened and Jake pushed his head through, grinning at you. "You need my help?"

"I don't know what to wear," you groaned, pointing helplessly at the closet, your biggest enemy right now.

"You never cared about that before, why… no!"

Jakes scream startled you, the pile of clothes in your hands falling to the floor. "You're going with Heeseung!"

"Can you stop screaming for a second," you hissed, pulling Jake fully into the room and closing the door. "Yes, I'm going with Heeseung. And now stop smirking!"

"But how? When? I'm so out of the loop," he groaned and let himself fall onto your bed.

"Maybe that's because you were too busy flirting with a certain new colleague…" You let yourself fall next to him, but were jumping up the next second, going back to search through your closet.

"I'm sorry about that." You turned around again when you heard Jakes serious voice.

"Hey no, I didn't mean it as a bad thing! I know you're always here for me, you're allowed to spend time with others."

"I know, but now I missed all the news about you and Heeseung! Good thing we have more than enough time now."

You laughed, taking your attention back to your closet. "There isn’t any news, really. I talked to him, and we decided to figure out our feelings together and take things slow."

"Hello?" Jake looked at you as if you just told him the world was ending tomorrow. "Those are news."

"Okay, I'm sorry. Can you help me pick out something to wear first?"

"Good thing I can multitask. Now start talking."

"Fine," you groaned. You explained all to him, from the night in the shed to yesterday's events at the pool, occasionally interrupted by exaggerated gasps or fashion advice. In the end you had a widely grinning Jake and an outfit with which both of you were happy.

"Next time make sure to run to me right away!" he whined, an accusatory look on his face. "I really missed a lot. And the kissing?? Emma and I kissed once, on the cheek. And you said you weren't sure about your feelings and had a full make out session in the pool! Life is truly unfair."

You felt heat creeping in your cheeks. "It wasn't a make out session. And besides, maybe your fate will change tonight. You are going with Emma, right?"

"You bet I am." The smile on his face appeared in seconds. "And we actually do call it a date."

"Well, I don't. But you should probably hurry if you don't want to be late." You couldn't even fully finish your sentence before Jake was jumping up and bolting out of your door. You shook your head, grabbed your bag and left the room - in a normal pace. Okay, maybe you did hurry a bit, but you were meeting Heeseung in 10 minutes and you hoped that he might arrive a bit sooner too.

He didn't, but he arrived just in time, his hands filled with a basket and a big blanket.

"Hey," he smiled. "I didn't really know what to expect so I just prepared for… well… everything." He was nervous. He tried not to show it, but he was talking fast, eyes moving around but not really settling on you.

"I like it. We should probably find a good spot now before they're all gone."

Heeseung nodded, following behind you while you searched for a good space. You quickly found one, under a nice tree that shielded you from the wind and provided a bit of privacy - even though you didn't think Heeseung would mind of anyone saw that you were here together. You sat down on the blanket he brought, getting comfortable.

"How was work today?" You regretted that question as soon as you asked it. What kind of boring topic was that?

"It was good." Silence washed over you once again, both too nervous to say or do anything. You were praying that the movie would start soon, that you had something to focus on, something else than this crushing silence.

"I brought food." Heeseungs voice was so quiet you almost couldn't hear it with all the other sounds around you, more and more people coming by.

"Oh? What kind of food?"

Heeseung grabbed the basket, placing it in the middle of you. "I might have bribed someone from the kitchen…"

At first you thought he was joking, but then he began to take more and more food out of the basket. Your first instinct was to worry about how you were supposed to eat all of it, but that thought quickly disappeared. There were so many people around you could share it with. And it was really charming how much effort Heeseung had put into it.

"You brought all of this just for me?"

He smiled at you. "I didn't know what you liked so I just brought a bit of everything."

"This really feels like a date." You froze. Did you actually just say that? And to his face too?

"Would you want this to be a date?" Heeseung paused, turning towards you.

You hesitated, trying to collect your thoughts first. Did you want it to be a date? Were you ready to call this a date? The longer you thought about this the more convinced you were that the answer was a yes. "I would. I mean, if you don't mind… I wouldn't mind."

Heeseung started to smile again. "I would too. And not just because I don't know how I could ever top this."

You had to laugh, Heeseung joining in, the situation becoming less tense now that the elephant in the room had been addressed. He had really gone all out. There were various types of fruits and vegetables, little pieces of cake, even street food. You decided to try some vegetables first, leaving the fruit and cake for later.

"So, who do you know in the kitchen who made this happen?"

"That will be my little secret." He grinned before plopping a cucumber into his mouth.

"Oh, are you trying to make me jealous?"

"Please," he huffed, "if I wouldn't know that Jake had a date on his own, I would be the one to be jealous."

You froze, looking at him. "You would?"

There it was again, the blush creeping up Heeseungs cheeks. Did you already mention how much you loved it?

"I would," he whispered.

You placed your hand over his, squeezing it tight. "You wouldn't have to be even if he didn't date anyone." The blush turned an even darker red. You smirked before continuing to eat.

The movie started, it was about twins meeting at a camp without knowing they were twins, and you and Heeseung redirected your attention towards it. After a while you laid down, too full to eat more. Heeseung seemed to think the same, because he put everything back in the basket and set it on the side before lying down next to you. You felt the heat radiating from his body, but you didn't dare to move. Your eyes were wandering between the screen and Heeseung next to you. This was ridiculous. You had kissed a couple times already and now you were nervous that you might touch him. You were surprised that Heeseung didn't say anything about your heartbeat, sounding so loud that he surely heard it too. When you felt him moving next to you you froze even more, which made him stop. You saw him turning his head, eyes searching for yours.

"Is it okay if I take your hand?" he whispered.

You nodded. Somehow it made you less nervous when you knew what was happening, and you were grateful that he had asked. When he took your hand and intertwined them together you felt your heartbeat calming down, the nervous feeling slowly disappearing. You felt calm, and you liked the feeling of his hand in yours.

There was maybe half an hour of the movie left when you felt yourself getting tired. You weren't able to suppress the yawns anymore, Heeseung looking over at you with a smile.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just tired," you whispered.

He nodded and let go of your hand, instead motioning you to come closer. You let your head rest on his chest, your arm wrapped around his waist. His hand was slowly running through your hair. It didn't take long for you to fall into a light sleep, the movie only becoming a background noise.

When you woke up again the movie was over and the first people started to leave.

"Noo, I missed the ending?" you yawned, sitting up and stretching your body.

"You did but it wasn't very surprising. The parents got back together."

"It is a kids movie after all," you responded. "They need to have a happy ending."

"That's true." Heeseungs eyes were focused on you. "Now, I was actually going to suggest that we could go down to the beach and enjoy the waves for a while… but I think you really need to sleep."

"Oh no, I would love that!" You pouted, but it was quickly replaced by another yawn. "I can stay awake!"

"I don't think so, y/n." Your head whipped towards him. That was the first time he had used your name. You loved it, the way he said your name, how he pronounced it with so much adoration.

"What…?"

You had to laugh when you saw the look on his face. "Nothing! It's just the first time you called me y/n."

"Oh… I can call you something else if you want. Like… Feline."

You just stared at him, speechless. "What."

He sat up, like he was getting ready for a whole lecture. Oh no. "You know, Feline! The female deer Bambi likes?"

"Feline. Her name was Feline?"

"Ye-"

"Wait a minute, did you just say you like me?"

Heeseung couldn't help but chuckle. "Oh, wasn't that clear already? Well, in that case," he took a deep breath. "I like you, y/n. I really like you."

You felt like your heart was exploding. He liked you. He liked you! You didn't really know how to react, your brain shutting down. It was just screaming 'Heeseung likes you' over and over again.

"I'm sorry, that isn't exactly 'taking it slow', is it."

"I like you too," you blurted out, surprised by yourself.

"Really?" There was a nervous look on Heeseungs face. "I don't want you to feel pressured into saying it."

"No!" You took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "I think I - no, I know that I really, really like you."

By the look on Heeseungs face it seemed like his brain was shutting down now, making you grin. You took his face into your hands, your eyes looking at his. "I like you, Heeseung." And then you kissed him. The kiss was as soft as the ones before, but something had changed. It had a deeper meaning now, conveying all your feelings now that you both had said them out loud. And a look into the others eyes showed all the thoughts that were running through your heads, both of you not trying to hide anything in that moment, laying your feelings bare.

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On the next day you and your colleagues had to throw one last goodbye party for all the kids that were leaving with their families on this day, which meant you were too busy to talk to Heeseung. Which also meant that you were more than happy when he suddenly stood in the hallway in front of your room, asking if you wanted to spend your day with him.

Now that most families were leaving you had the beach almost to yourselves. Heeseung had brought the food that you left over from the night before, mostly cake and fruits, which you now ate together.

"So about yesterday," you started.

Heeseung looked up from the piece of strawberry he was just about to eat, slight worry visible on his face. "Are you already regretting saying that you like me?" He said it like a joke, but there was a piece of seriousness in it too.

"No! That's not what I want to talk about. Not directly. I- please don't call me Feline."

His eyes widened in shock, staring at you for a few seconds, before his whole body relaxed into a laughing fit. "This is what's bothering you? Y/n I'm not going to call you Feline, that was a joke."

"Oh." You felt relief wash over you but at the same time you felt incredibly stupid. Of course it was just a joke. "Good." He was still laughing, but it didn't feel like he was laughing at you.

"Guess that means your Bambi era will be over too. So what about Hee?"

The laughing instantly stopped, like his breath got caught in his throat.

"Hee it is," you grinned. He was still stunned, looking at you with his big eyes, that you couldn't resist to press a quick kiss on his lips. When you tried to pull away you felt his hand in your hair, pulling you back towards him, your lips connecting once again. You couldn't hide your smile, causing Heeseung to deepen the kiss.

"You taste like strawberry," you whispered against his lips. "I like it."

"I could get used to this." He was whispering too, your lips brushing softly against each other.

"You better because I don't plan to stop any time soon." You pulled him into another kiss. Secretly you were wondering how you didn't grow used to or tired of kissing him, but every single one felt just like the first, causing sparks to explode inside you.

You had to break apart eventually, laying down in the same position as yesterday, your head on his chest, his hand in your hair, listening to the sound of the waves. You felt yourself slowly drifting off to sleep, but you tried to force yourself to stay awake, not wanting to lose time together with Heeseung. You turned around, now facing Heeseung instead of the beach. You tried not to get stuck on his lips, your glance wandering over his nose (that you really wanted to boop one day) to his beautiful eyes, that you realized were watching you too.

"You're beautiful."

You wished you could take a mental picture of Heeseung blushing to look at whenever you felt down. For you it was the most beautiful picture in the world.

"Heeseung?"

"Hmm?"

"I know we were saying to take it slow… but I think I am beginning to fall in love with you."

His face lit up, his bright smile all you could see when he looked down on you. "I've started to fall in love ever since I saw you."

You turned onto your stomach, your elbows supporting the rest of your body so your face was right above his, grinning down on him. One quick look into his eyes, and your lips were onto his again. He sat up, one hair tangled in your hair. You mimicked his motion, your legs left and right from his, one hand on his chin and the other tangled in his hair as well. One of his hands wandered to your hips, holding you tight while the kiss got deeper, none of you wanting to let go of the other. But you took it slow. You had all the time in the world, after all.

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BREAKING NEWS!!!

Is Hairo a genuinely sweet guy or does he hide his dark side under performative activism to reap social capital?!?!!?!? dun dun dun

I AND MY ASSOCIATES HAVE GONE THRU EXTENSIVE EFFORTS TO COMPILE THIS EVIDENCE POINTING TO HAIRO SECRETLY BEING AN ASSHOLE THAT HE REALLY DOESN’T WANT YOU TO SEE!! 

We put our lives on the line for this one folks so GET READY. The CONCLUSION will SHOCK YOU.

Hairo lies and misleads to get his own way!! Hairo you know damn well that party is getting started and that if Kaidou, Nendo, and Saiki don’t get there soon they’ll miss it. This is such an odd departure from his ‘hustle it’ attitude...maybe he doesn’t WANT them to come? He is consistently shown to BULLY Saiki...

They are literally pointing and laughing at Saiki but does Hairo care? No.

In the classroom party episode his ringtone is his own voice yelling. That feels so narcissistic.

He literally impedes traffic by doing sit ups in the school hallway. Where’s the stickler for the rules now, huh? Is the location a coincidence, or did he choose it for how PUBLIC it is so people would fawn over and praise him?

This is a hard one to witness, folks. He has no respect for other ppls boundaries or health, and encourages people to ignore their health and anxieties for the sake of ‘improvement’ if they don’t do what he wants them to do! Note too how hard he pushes Saiki to step outside of his ‘comfort zone’ in addition to this poor schlub he’s got on the phone.

Also, he’s a SCENE STEALER.

Saiki does this...

AND THEN HAIRO IMMEDIATELY DOES THIS? Was he only INSPIRED by Saiki’s so called sacrifice, or was he feeling threatened that Saiki might upstage him? He even pulls the same ploy by sacrificing himself, but ten fold! Saiki even says, 

That Hairo skinning his knee shouldn’t be enough to make him vomit blood. There’s no signs of Hairo being a hemophiliac. I think he had FAKE BLOOD PACKS in his mouth to win him the sympathy vote!

He puts himself into dangerous situations, but makes sure to take his top off first? What is the point of that unless he wants everyone to admire his vulnerable, held at gun point, shimmering abs? (Also is he oiled for extra shimmer? did he know this was gonna happen? did he arrange for this?)

He’s always yelling at people w/no respect for indoor voice or sensory issues!

He’s always looking to make a spectacle of himself in public! Hairo did you really need to collect an entire tree from somewhere? You were supposed to get a replacement hammer.

Animal abuse. So! Awful!

He’s a method actor like Jared Leto. And again, impeding walkways and endangering others! Hairo what if someone tripped over you!

He routinely volunteers other people for torment w/out their permission! Hairo did you ASK if your team mates wanted to run fifty laps? Cus I bet they didn’t. All because YOU need to be the BEST so you’ll even compete with your COACH. Shameful.

He literally incites his classmates to violence and the DESTRUCTION of school property. Is this the class rep who can lead Class 3 to glory?! I THINK NOT.

And most egregiously of all

HE CHEATS TO BEAT BEST BOY, RENOWNED SCHOOL SWEETIE, RIKI NENDO.

Is this really a good guy... or is there a dark shadow cast over the heart of Kineshi Hairo that yearns not just for so called ‘self improvement’, but to win no matter the cost so he can get the attention he so desires???? 

To really convince you all, a coffin nail.

Why doesn’t Teruhashi make Hairo say “offu”? Well it might be because he’s gay, but Kaidou says offu around her so I don’t think that’s the ONLY reason.

BEHOLD.

The only one who beats out Hairo’s charisma, who sways the attention of the populace more than him, who is more popular and seemingly more virtuous than him...

Is Kokomi Teruhashi.

Not only does his egomania bid him to injure himself (or at least feign as such to manipulate people’s sympathy) and others, to strip in public, to cheat to win win win no matter what, it is so strong it overpowers Teruhashi’s charisma. The only other person who can do that is the over powered protagonist SAIKI KUSUO!

Saiki even asks Hairo, “Are you a demon?”

Hairo never answers. Because he can’t.

And so I submit to you that Hairo, noted sweaty pyrokinetic is not lit up from the inside by the flames of passion, OH NO

BUT THE FIRES OF HELL.

And THAT is why he shall forevermore be doomed to never enjoy snowcones, or icecream, or a snowball fight. It’s karma, babee.

(Hairo its melting its melting!)

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Why Did It Have To Be Him

Pairing: Stepdad!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Words: 2000+

Summary: The Reader had a one-night stand with Bucky. Then a year later when she comes back he’s engaged to her mother. 

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (protected vaginal sex, vaginal sex, biting, hair pulling kink, light dom/sub vibes), reader is 23 and Bucky is 43, (they’re both consenting adults!) 

a/n: 18+!!! SMUT!!! NO MINORS!!!! I really don’t like writing DD/LG. It’s one of my biggest no’s, because I can’t get in that mindset. So the Reader is going to be Domming quite a bit. Bucky might have control for a few minutes but she is going to be in control most of the time. I also will be adding more fics as a continuation so watch out for that. I hope you enjoy this fic!!!

You were home from college for the summer, so you got a job at the local dive bar in your hometown. You hated having to stay with your mother. Even though you’re an adult she wouldn’t give you the privacy you needed. So you got a job to be able to rent your own flat, but you were leaving to go back to college in two weeks. So it didn’t really matter. 

It was a normal night at the bar, most of your regulars sat around the bar chatting it up and laughing. You passed out mugs of ale and different themed shots when someone walked through the door. You turned and saw one of the hottest men you have ever laid eyes on. He was easily twenty years older than you, but damn if he didn’t make you want to climb him like a tree. 

He wore a pair of black jeans, a white t-shirt, and a black leather jacket. His dark hair looked fluffy and soft as it sat upon his head. His blue eyes scanned the bar until they landed on you. He smirked and walked up to the bar and took a seat on a stool.

You watched him walk up and rolled your eyes at his strut. Here we go, you thought as you set a mug on the drying rack.

“Hey, sweets.” He smirked, “Can I get a finger of whiskey?” You turned away not fazed by his smooth attitude, and grabbed a glass and filled it with whiskey. 

“Here you go,” You said, and slid the glass to him. You were called to a table and went over to collect some empty glasses. You brought them back to the bar and set them in the sink for Steve, the dishwasher, to clean. You watched some guys leave and you went over to collect your tips.

“Hey, sweets. Can I get another?” The guy from the bar asked, and you came back and filled up another glass of whiskey for him. You leaned on the bar as he finished the whiskey in one gulp.

“So, what’s your name?” You asked, and he smirked a bit and chuckled.

“You flirting with me, sweets?” 

“No. I’m just wondering what to tell the paramedics when you get blackout drunk.” You shrugged and poured him another finger of whiskey. 

“Well, for that reason. I’m Bucky.” He greeted and held out his hand. You shook it.

“I’m Y/n/n,” You greeted, and grabbed two shot glasses. You poured two vodka shots and slid one to him. “To…” You trailed off holding up your glass.

“To getting blackout drunk.” Bucky finished, and you smiled and you both downed the shots. 

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So you don’t remember how it happened, but it was probably around the eighth shot when you and Bucky decided to order an Uber and head back to his place. You left the bar for Natasha to take over, she had just got there when you left.

As soon as you were in his flat, your lips collided with his in a hot dirty kiss. He pressed you up against the door and picked you up by the backs of your thighs. You jumped up and wrapped your legs around his waist. He kissed down your jaw and down your throat sucking hickeys all over your throat, marking you up. 

He carried you to his bedroom and set you down at the foot of the bed. He pulled back and stripped his leather jacket, white shirt, and shoes off. You kicked off your heels and started unbuttoning your blouse to reveal your lacy bra. You ran your hands up his pecs and cupped his face before pulling him into another makeout session. 

You spun him around and pushed him down. He sat on the edge of the bed and you straddled him and went back to kissing him. He gripped your ass as you gripped his hair. You yanked his head back and he growled as you started sucking and biting on his jaw and neck. You left dark hickeys on his skin as you moved down his body. You climbed off of him and stripped off your skirt and he yanked you back onto his lap. He skillfully unhooked your bra and threw it somewhere in the room. 

“God damn, sweets. You look good enough to eat.” He groaned, and you smirked and ran your hands down his chest. 

“Could say the same about you, baby.” You purred and nipped along his collar bone. He growled and latched onto one of your breasts and nipped on your nipple, while his hand fondled your other nipple. 

You arched into his touch as you gripped his hair. You grounded your panty-covered core against his hard-on. He pulled back from your chest and picked you up, and you wrapped your legs around his waist. He tossed you onto the middle of the bed and quickly stripped his pants off, so it left him just in boxers. He climbed on top of you and kissed you passionately. 

He ripped your panties off and quickly stripped out of his boxers, without breaking the kiss. You rolled you two over so you were on top. You marveled at the sight of his large length for a minute before he caught your lips in another kiss. 

“Condom?” You asked, against his lips.

“Bedside table, top drawer.” He mumbled, and you broke the kiss to reach over and pulled a condom out of the drawer. You ripped the foil package open and rolled it down his length. You lined him up with your dripping pussy and he kissed you as you sank down on his cock. You moaned in his mouth at the feeling of his cock stretching you in ways you’ve never been stretched before. You rolled your hips in an experimental thrust and both of you moaned. 

You gripped his shoulders and started riding him hard and slow. So he could feel as your walls pulsed and squeezed around his cock. He was a moaning mess under you and to be honest it made you even hornier. To have this beast of a man at your will to use how you like. Man, you got so hot and bothered at the thought. You kissed him and felt him groaned into your mouth when you squeezed him.

“You look so beautiful under me, baby boy.” You praised against his lips, you felt him whine against your lips and you smirked. You moaned when his cock hit your sweet spot and you threw your head back. He caught one of your nipples in his mouth and sucked and nipped. He bucked his hips up to meet your thrusts, his hands gripped your ass as you ran your fingers through his hair. You gripped his fluffy hair tight and yanked his head back to nip and suck on his neck. 

“Oh, god, sweets,” He grunted, as you rode him faster. The head of his cock kept hitting her sweet spot and she hit her high. She cried out his name and rode out her orgasm. He thrusted up into her to help her through her high. Your walls throbbed and twitched around him as he prolonged your orgasm. You slumped against him letting him fuck up into you as he reached his high. Once you regained your mindset you started riding him again.

“C’mon, baby. Cum for me. I want to feel you cum.” You purred into his ear, as you clenched around his cock. He cried out your name as he came in the condom. You helped him ride out his high with slow and soft strokes. He bit into your neck to muffle his yell, he lapped over the new mark on your neck. He pulled away from your neck and captured your lips in another kiss.

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The next morning you woke up cuddled in the duvet of Bucky’s bed. You opened your eyes and looked around at the light-filled room. Your eyes squinted as they adjusted to the light. You smelled bacon and coffee so you stood up, only to realized you were completely naked. You found his boxers from last night and shrugged and put them on, then you put on his white t-shirt. 

You padded out of the room and down the hall of his flat. You saw Bucky stark naked in the kitchen he was only wearing an apron, while he cooked. He heard you come out and turned his head. 

“Hey! Good morning!” He said cheerfully, and you smiled at his enthusiasm. You walked up to him and wrapped your arms around his bare waist. 

“Someone is in a good mood.” You stated, and pulled back to pour yourself a cup of coffee. You took a sip as you admired his ass while he cooked. He finished cooking and set a plate of bacon and eggs on the counter. “I was expecting to wake with a note that says; “I’ll see you around. Call me.”, then your phone number under it. But if I do call you’ll never answer.” You shrugged, as you took a bite of bacon. 

“Nah, I’m a gentleman. So I wanted to make you breakfast.” He said, and took a sip of his coffee. You two ate in a comfortable silence, until your loud ringtone sounded through the flat. “What is that?” 

“Oh, my phone!” You exclaimed and tried to pinpoint the location of your phone. You saw it on the phone and you picked it up and saw your mother was calling you. You answered it and immediately she started yelling at you. Asking where you were, why didn’t you answer her calls, that you were supposed to be home for your going away party. Shit! You’re going away party. “Okay, okay. Mom, I’ll be home in an hour I swear.” You said into the phone, and that seemed to settle her. She hung up after you said your goodbyes. You looked at Bucky with an apologetic smile on your face. “I’m sorry. My mom needs me home.” You said, and his eyes widened. 

“Wait, you’re legal right?” He asked quickly, and you nodded. 

“Yes, of course. I’m just home from college for the summer.” You stated, and he sighed in relief. 

“So you have to go?” He questioned a little disappointed, you nodded.

“Sorry, Bucky. But if I don’t my mother is going to find me and drag me home.” You explained, and he chuckled and walked over to you. He leaned down and gave you a passionate kiss, to which you returned. You quickly changed and collected your things and order yourself an Uber. When it arrived you looked back at Bucky as you opened the door. “I’ll see you around, baby.” You winked, as you walked out. 

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The next summer when you were off of school, your mother told you that she had a new boyfriend. No, correction, Finance. His name was James Barnes and she wouldn’t shut up about him, but you never got a photo of him. So when you were due home for the summer, she made sure to have a family dinner set up. 

It was around lunchtime when you came home. It was the middle of the day on a Monday so only your mother was home. She greeted you and hugged you and showed you up to the guest room since she turned your childhood room into an office for James. 

You spent most of the day outside lounging by your outdoor pool. You were wearing a triangle black bathing suit. You were reading a random book off your mother’s bookshelf because you were just bored. 

The sun was starting to go down when you went inside. You closed your book and walked inside. 

“Hey, mom. When is dinner going to be-” You trailed off when you saw your mother kissing a tall man. She pulled away when she heard you come in. They both turned to you and you saw that the man was Bucky. Your one-night stand from last summer. The guy that filled your dreams when you touched yourself at night or use one of your vibrators. The best fuck of your life, and he was sucking face with your mother.

“Oh, hi honey. This is my fiance James.” Your mother said, gesturing to him.

“Hello, it’s nice to meet you.” Bucky smiled, and you let out a sigh. Why did it have to be him?

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