#but I don’t like it that much with randos

[amica-aenigmata-naboo]

Jealousy

Christian Yu / Mito x Y/N - drabble - 1.1K WC

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Warnings: jealousy, fluff, hurt/comfort, sweet af, Christian being a great boyfriend

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You sat on your couch watching the TikTok Live that showed the airport Christian was supposed to be arriving at. Finally he emerged from the gate, and was immediately swarmed with fans, his security doing everything they could to get him to the van waiting for him outside. You smiled seeing him, knowing he would be home soon. You had been dating for over a year but his team still said you needed to be kept a secret. Neither of you liked it, but you did it to support his career the best you could. You watched Christian smile and wave while walking before one fan slipped through security, coming face to face with him. She pulled him into a kiss by the collar of his shirt. Your stomach dropped; Christian’s security dragged the girl away before practically shoving Christian into the van. You turned off your phone, throwing it on the seat next to you. You were jealous and you knew it was a stupid, unfair jealousy. He had no control over it, yet you couldn’t help but feel jealous that some rando got to kiss him in public but you couldn’t? His long time girlfriend couldn’t even be seen with him, let alone kiss him in public. You picked up your phone as it buzzed repeatedly. Opening Twitter you saw an endless amount of comments and tweets about the mystery girl who kissed Christian. People were actually shipping them. You huffed throwing your phone back on the couch before marching yourself to the bedroom. You stripped down, thinking a hot shower might wash it all away. As the beads of warm water danced over your skin you almost felt calmer. Almost. You saw the comments replay in your head.

“She’s so thin and pretty!!”

“Awwww meet cute for the win!”

“Future couple?!”

“I just know this man is gonna marry her!”

You don’t know when it happened but you felt something hotter than the shower run down your cheeks. Sniffles and sobs followed quickly. You sat in the bathtub, letting the water hit your back as you sobbed into your hands. 

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Christian was confused at the silence he heard when he opened the front door. He took his shoes off and left his luggage by the front door, wanting nothing more than to be wrapped up in you after being on tour for 6 months. When he heard the shower running as he got closer to your shared bedroom he smiled. He slipped his shirt off, closing the bathroom door softly. Then he heard sniffles and a small sob. 

“Baby?” Christian said, pulling the shower door open just to see you sitting on the stone floor. 

You didn’t even move to greet him, feeling angry with yourself that this is what he had to come home to all because you were jealous over something stupid. 

“Get out.” you mumbled.

“Baby what’s wrong?” he said, starting to lean into the shower, water cascading down half of him.

“I said get out!” you said, harsher than you intended. 

Christian backed up. He knew when you asked for space to give it to you. Yet he couldn’t help but feel a pang of hurt when your first instinct to seeing him was wanting him to go. He left the bathroom, changing his clothes and sitting on the bed patiently for you to come out.

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You sat for another few minutes before sighing and getting up. You finished showering and got dressed in the bathroom, not wanting Christian to so much as look at your body right now. You took a breath before walking out, seeing him sitting on the bed. When you looked in his eyes you could tell it was Mito and you knew exactly where his mind went when you told him to leave. He stood up, his eyes not meeting yours with a solemn look on his face. You walked over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist, letting your head rest on his broad chest.

“Did I do something wrong?” he asked, leaning his cheek on the top of your head as he hugged you back.

“No, I’m just being stupid.” you sighed, hiding your face in his chest.

“Wanna tell me about it?” he asked.

You paused for a moment; you knew he’d be understanding but you felt so shitty for even wanting to bring it up. “The girl at the airport…” you started.

He pulled back slightly, panic swarming his face. “She kissed me - I didn’t want to, you have to believe me.” he said, his voice cracking slightly.

You held his face in your hands, “No baby, I know. I’m just… jealous.” you said begrudgingly. 

His eyebrows furrowed, “Jealous?” he said questioningly. 

You let go of him, flopping onto the bed. You stared at the ceiling, “I just… wish I could kiss you in public. Hold your hand. Go on dates. Hell - just be with you in public. I don’t want to put your career in jeopardy, it's the last thing I want. But it's… hard sometimes. Being a secret. I love you, you love me. What do we have to be ashamed of?” you babbled on, finally letting your emotions spill forth. 

Mito climbed on top of you, “You’re right.” he said simply. He kissed over your face gently, moving down your neck and chest slowly.

You hummed at the contact, your body finally remembering how much you missed him. 

Mito held your face in his hands, thumbing away the last few tears that slipped from your eyes. “I love you and I have missed you terribly… let me show you?” he asked slipping his hands under your shirt to rub circles into your hips. 

You smiled, leaning up to kiss him. You nodded and watched as he descended you body, shimmying your underwear off.

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Christian watched you as you slept on his chest, his fingers tracing over your shoulder absentmindedly. He opened Instagram, posting a picture of you two from a few weeks ago. You had built a blanket fort in the living room and were snuggled up against him, both of you wearing hoodies with animal ears on them. You two looked so incredibly happy and nobody could deny that. He looked at it for a while, then at you. He wanted you forever, he just hoped you wanted him too. He wrote a short caption before posting it. Turning his phone off he wrapped his arm around you, kissing your forehead before falling asleep himself.

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You shook Christian awake, “Christian Yu why do I have over 40,000 notifications?” you asked.

Christian smiled, "Do you wanna go out to dinner tonight?” he asked in return.

“What? You know we can’t go out together.” you said, looking at him confused.

“We can do whatever we want now.” he said, handing you his phone and showing you the post. 

You looked down with shock before throwing yourself on him, “I love you, but respectfully, were not leaving this bed…” you said as you tugged at the waistband of his underwear down.

Christian laughed, pulling you into a kiss as he let his hands roam your body.

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Naboo's Note:

Hey all :) I hope this is a good one, it is based off a request. Sorry fics have been slow to roll out, work is insane and I'm on call this week so next week will probably be better for fics because I get off early and can actually do whatever (i'm going to smoke so much weed it would make Willy Nelson jealous). I hope to get some more request soon, love y'all! XOXOXOXOXOXO!!!!!!!

[maniacprincessenergy]

I feel like Måneskin exists to make bisexual people go feral.

[butterflyeffectiooon]

Why are some of u convinced that the only happy ending is for day to get his eye transplant like unless it comes from some random person we’ve never seen that would be a very bad ending for day!!!!! Not to mention giving him his sight back would invalidate the whole theme so far that becoming disabled isn’t a death sentence nor does it mean one can never be happy again, which really isn’t even a theme but. A fact of life??? Do you really think it would be a happy ending for day if any of the people he’s close to had to die so he could see again???? ESPECIALLY mhok??? P’aof has never to my memory delivered such a foul hideous ending like that and I really trust him not to. I mean I think a lot of us had this knee jerk reaction at some point toward the beginning but look where we are now. Do you really think they’re gonna make day come to terms with his blindness and make peace with it only to say good news! Mork/night/dad/porjai/whoever u think is gonna die is dead and day’s gonna get their eyes! Do you really think that’s a happy ending? And do you really think they’re gonna deliver an unhappy ending? Girl even in he’s coming to me where one half of the main couple died in the FIRST SCENE OF THE SHOW they got a happy ending! I can’t think of a gmmtv show where the main couple had a bad ending. They just don’t do major character death except to facilitate a little ghostfuckery lmao. It’ll be fine. Like I think there’s still room for a dissatisfying ending (which I hope not but the eclipse really tanked in the last 2 eps so anything could happen) but I’m so sure they’re not gonna kill a known character for the sake of day’s sight.

[clawsextended]

on a note to all: my plotting style is something i like to call i have adhd and if i see you on the dash and have an idea chances are i’ll im you about it. i’m an anxious little dude who isn’t always active in a broad scope, and it’s always been my nature to reach out to people. that doesn’t make me even remotely anxious. not even remotely expected to answer me — i totally get it, sometimes you don’t feel the vibe — but a general psa about how i work. i come from the dinosaur era where the only way to communicate with one another on any level was to directly talk to them and frankly i don’t even know how else you’re ever supposed to plot with a person otherwise. like… how do you write if you never talk????

[idiotarsonist]

I’m not leaving the house today but I want *someone* to see my makeup

[calico-kiwi]

gave my number out to someone (god i wish i’d come up with a good reason to say no) and reeeaaaaaalllllllyyy wish i hadn’t but wouldn’t dare make the social faux pas of ghosting them because that’s mean and also i see him almost every day of the week

[benbamboozled]

It turns out that Alfred just has one million Bruce Wayne clones in cold storage like in the Venture Bros.

[fingertipsmp3]

The amount of people who seem to enjoy spending time with a lot of people for a long period of time baffles the shit out of me man

[janesociety]

i love the

font

but i hate how it makes the cover thing for it orange😫

[cohendyke]

back at work which means it’s back to my favorite hobby (hiding in the bathrooms and scrolling through tumblr)

[voidlessmaze]

i have never seen people be so obsessed with their hate for a fictional character until bakugou came along. bro maybe if you can’t stop thinking about him, can’t stop talking about him, can’t stop bringing him up every chance you get even in conversations that have nothing to do with him,,,,maybe you’re idk a little bit in love with him oops- he’s not real guys <3 it’s okay, you’ll get over him eventually <3 come here *hugs you* time will heal all wounds <3

[jenny-dreadful]

goncharov [joke, fervor, and meme], NOT to be confused with goncharov [actual attempts at unified “canon” lore], is good it’s good it’s good and they can’t take that from me

[coasting-dissociated]

I was at the dentist for like an hour, had way too many fingers in my mouth. Did not enjoy a second of that.

It was just a checkup and cleaning took, the fuck did we need all them fucking people for???

[freddieandersen]

immersion shattered by inaccurate details about my workplace! at the lesbian romance novel

[psilocybn]

tempted to go to a show tonight solely bc I want to get in the pit. I love moshing cuz it’s kinda like a controlled violence situation where you get to move around and be visceral and there’s a 50/50 chance someone might knock you around. but like when the adrenaline is hitting it just feels really good.

[sixteenavenue]

Also: I could write a million essays on how many taylor swift haters are based in either insecurity, misogyny, or both