#but yea i did that. did the meeting. came home. showered.

[orcelito]

I think the nice thing is that I was not violently angry today like I was yesterday. I was just #SadboyHours for nearly my entire shift bc I was on shift alone for most of it, and that is not very fun on new years day :(

[frannyzooey]

Down the Hall

Frankie Morales x f!reader

Tags: Explicit, age gap because you know what I'm about (Frankie is your mom’s boyfriend, he is in his 40s, you are in your mid-20s)

A/N: Yea….so this is dedicated to @intheorangebedroom who inspired this entire idea and to @whatsnewalycat whose beautiful brain and writing inspired me as well. Thank you to @astroboots for cheering me on, to @bageldaddy for the super in depth beta and to @the-ginger-hedge-witch who soothed by "does this hit" worries — your minds are golden and I am so happy you support this utter filth. Ily ❤️

He thought that dating someone his own age would ground him, steady him. Not that he ever paid much attention to the age of the women he dated, but he thought with someone who had their own shit figured out, he might be inspired to do the same. 

Unmoored and unattached since he joined the army in his twenties, he was pushing forty now and craved some kind of routine. Living alone gave him too much time for thinking, too many hours spent inside his own head. He knew that living like that for too long could lead to bad decisions and thought he might hold himself to a higher standard when he saw how they held themselves to one. 

He met her at a bar – the most cliche of meeting places, but for good reason. She was out with friends after work and from the start, he was attracted to the way she smiled with her whole mouth. Everything about her seemed sensuous and fun, so inviting that he found himself drawn in and when he asked if he could take the seat next to her, he matched her smile with one of his own. 

When she invited him home that night, he buried himself deep while feasting on that generous mouth. 

He stayed that night, and then one night became twice a week, became three – and before he knew it, his lease was up on his apartment and he moved in. It was nice to come home to someone after work. To know that someone was there, wondering how his day went. To have a warm body curled up next to him in bed. 

She was so independent, so driven. A corporate job that required her to dress in slippery blouses and pretty skirts with heels; the same he loved to strip from her when she came home all stressed out the way she did sometimes. And she had a kid – a daughter – already in college somewhere on the east coast, but that didn’t bother him. Dating in his forties meant people already had their own histories, and he was no exception. 

Sometimes after she fell asleep and he had time alone to think, he still felt something that itched beneath his skin. Something that pulled at him from within, something that remained unsettled. He told himself that it was just an adjustment period after so many years of being unattached, and shoved those feelings deep down inside of him, determined to ignore them until he taught himself a new way to live. 

Her breathing deep and steady beside him, he told himself that she was good for him. 

That was what counted.

He was all for it when she told him her daughter was coming home to stay the summer between semesters. He liked the idea of having another person in the house – another distraction, another responsibility to take him out of his own head. 

He worked odd hours, and during his off days, Frankie took up the task of preparing her daughter’s old room. Light pink walls, a creamy bedspread dotted with delicate flowers: his mind supplied an automatic image of the little girl that lined the hallway in frames. He knew she was older than that now, but the way her mom talked about her, he couldn’t help imagining a little kid. 

Tasked with picking her up from the airport the day she arrived, he had just stepped out of the shower when he heard the doorbell. Frowning, he tugged a shirt over his damp curls, and opened the door.

Jesus Christ. Speechless, he stared at the prettiest woman he’d ever seen. 

“Sorry I didn’t call,” you apologized, tugging a heavy bag higher up on your shoulder. “I got in early and thought an Uber would be faster.”

He stood there for a moment, just staring, his mouth slightly parted in confusion. And then he saw it: the shape of your eyes, the curve of your lush mouth. The resemblance stamped across your delicate features.

“I couldn’t find my key.” You stood there, looking uneasy on your own doorstep. “You must be Frankie. Or is it Francisco? My mom said you’d be here. It’s nice to meet you.”

At the rounded sound of his full name coming from your mouth, his gaze snapped back to meet your eyes while you hung there, clearly waiting for him to say something. His body was slow to catch up with his brain, the little girl his mind supplied was gone, replaced by the vision that stood in front of him. Still young and fresh-faced, but grown nonetheless and so, so fucking beautiful. 

When you gestured towards the house behind him, he finally shook himself from the initial shock.

“Shit,” he apologized, stepping back out of your way. “Yea, it’s Frankie. Nice to meet you.” You gave him a half smile, and when you stepped inside, he reached for your bag. “Here, let me grab that.”

His hand dragging through his curls, he stood in the entryway and watched you make yourself at home: your shoes immediately kicked off on the doormat, your jacket hung neatly next to his own like it had always belonged there. 

“Do you know when my mom gets home?”

He cleared his throat, trying not to stare at the length of your legs underneath the hem of your shorts. “Uh, she said probably around six? That’s when she usually gets home.”

You nodded, holding your hand out for your bag and for a split second, he wondered if he should bring it upstairs for you. It would be the polite thing to do, but the idea of entering your room now felt like overstepping. You weren’t a kid, you didn’t need him like that. The boundaries had suddenly blurred and shifted, and he whisked away the image of you settling into your bedroom just as fast as it popped into his head. 

When you grabbed the bag from him, he felt relief. 

It was easy to avoid you for the afternoon while you got settled. Instead, he mowed the lawn, prepared dinner, all the while with his ears attuned to the sound of you walking around above him. He felt on edge, anxious. The excitement he thought he would feel with someone else in the house had turned into unease. 

He made himself an outsider, even more so when your mom came home. Not wanting to intrude on your time together, he stayed in the kitchen to cook dinner for the two of you and delivered it to the living room, placing your plates on the coffee table. 

“Thank you, baby, that’s so nice.” Your mother scooted forward, tilting her chin up towards him in a silent request for a kiss. 

Granting it to her, he felt her familiar hold slip around the back of his neck to keep him in place for a moment, keenly aware of the way you were right there. For a split second while his lips were still on hers, he glanced up at you and it was clear that he caught you watching by the way you hastily looked away the second he met your eyes. 

He fucked her hard that night, his hand over her mouth so you wouldn’t hear. 

She was gone in the morning when he made his way downstairs, and he was pleasantly surprised to find coffee already in the pot. 

“I made extra,” you said, from your perch on the chair at the table. Sleep shorts high on your thighs, an oversized tee shirt covering your top half. The way it engulfed you made you look younger than you were. 

He looked away, busying himself with pouring a cup. 

“I drink a lot, so I made a lot,” you explained with shy self-deprecation. 

“Sounds good to me,” he replied, sitting down at the table. “Got any plans for today? Or for the summer, I guess?” 

Wading the tentative waters of getting to know someone, he watched your fingers play with the edge of the paper. 

“Just relax for a bit, I think? Catch up with some old friends? No plan really. I just didn’t want to hang out on a deserted campus.”

He nodded. “Makes sense.” 

And so began the morning routine you would both share for the next few weeks. Hesitant and quiet around each other in the beginning, sliding into something normal fairly fast. Your mother was early to rise and early to bed, but he had never been and neither were you. 

He joined you in the late morning at the kitchen table, the curve of your soft cheek highlighted in the slant of light through the window. On the couch at night, a different kind of illumination from the light of the TV, yet hitting your cheek just the same. Your things scattered around the living room, your toothbrush next to his in the bathroom, your clothes mixed with his in the wash. 

Your proximity was what he blamed for the constant thoughts he had about you. 

Every morning he admired how rumpled you looked, how sleepy and soft and inviting. It was endearing, but soon other thoughts edged out the more innocent ones: thoughts about your legs wrapped around his waist, your slender fingers wrapped around something other than a coffee cup. 

The want he felt for you pooled in various places inside him: his brain, his chest, between his thighs. It spilled down the shower drain and spilled hot across his stomach. 

It flooded your mother’s mouth, and she was none the wiser.

Afterwards, she tucked her face into the meat of his shoulder, pressing a kiss against the skin there. Sated and content, she curled herself around him. “Let’s do something this weekend together. Actually make use of that pool we have for once.”

A barbecue. She’d been talking about having one for a while. 

“We’ve been working so hard. I feel like I barely even see you, honey.” 

Something akin to guilt tugged at him, thinking of the shifts he had been picking up in an effort to avoid you. Your eyes, your smile, your stupid sleep shorts.

He hummed his agreement and she kissed him in thanks, her breaths eventually evening out as she fell asleep. 

Frankie lay awake, the image of your closed bedroom door stuck in his mind. 

–

“Jesus Christ,” you murmured as you watched Frankie climb out of the pool. 

Broad, bare shoulders, tanned swathes of skin, cute little dimples just above his ass. Water ran down over his tanned skin, the thin material of his swim shorts stuck to his ass and when he turned around to grab a towel off a nearby chair, you were glad for your sunglasses.

Fuck me. 

The material of his shorts molded to every inch of his thick cock, the shape clearly outlined. Oblivious, he ran the towel over his curls, over his shoulders and arms, down his torso – and when his hand gingerly pulled the material away from his crotch, you memorized the swirl of dark hair that surrounded his navel and led down.  

“Can you help me with the grill, honey?”

Your mom’s voice pulled your attention away from him. 

Her boyfriend, you reminded yourself. Frankie was her boyfriend.

“Yea,” he called back, chucking his towel on the chair. “Be right there. Let me put a shirt on.”

The shirt he shrugged over his head was the same one you folded that morning. The material was threadbare and super soft, the muscles of his back shifting underneath the thin fabric as he sauntered over to the grill. You knew the way it felt in your hands, and at the thought of his body heat through the material, you pressed your thighs together. 

The afternoon sun bathed you in warmth, but it was nothing compared to the heat that pooled inside your bottoms as you continued to watch him from your recline by the pool. His brown curls glinted in the sun, his throat bobbing with a swallow when your mother brought him a beer. 

When his eyes flashed over to you, you finally looked away. 

You saw those deep, doleful brown eyes in your sleep. 

You felt them on you all the time: in the dark living room during family movie time, your mother curled up against his side. In the kitchen after dinner, when you loaded the dishwasher while he put away the food. In the mornings, when you pretended to read the paper while he snuck hooded peeks at you and drank you in. 

Startled by his handsomeness from the very first time you laid eyes on him, your crush only grew with every passing day spent in his company. He was so thoughtful, so attentive and kind, but it was something else buried within his gaze that drew you in. 

A barely restrained want that shone clear on his face every time he looked at you. A need simmering under the surface, you saw the way he fought it. 

You thought about him constantly: imagined him crowding you against the counter in the kitchen, saw him pulling back the shower curtain to join you, pretended your fingers were his in your bed at night. 

Born out of your own need, you pushed him. Played with the limits of his self control, desperate for him to make a move. No action overt enough to be blatant, the way he stared at you made you feel confident, bold. The want pouring off his skin when you hung around him was obvious and thick, filling the space between the two of you until he inevitably excused himself. 

When it’s time to eat, you take a seat next to him on the bench, your thigh pressed hot against his. You waited for him to pull away, but he never did and the intimate sensation of the hair on his leg brushing against your own smoother skin made it hard to eat, though you missed it when he got up. 

Your mother, one margarita too many and giggly and loose, pulled him into a dance under the stars that had just begun to come out. He humored her, wrapping his arms around her waist to hold her close, smiling at every murmured secret she slipped into his ear. 

You watched the scene unfold right in front of you with a fond, humoring expression, and his eyes kept finding yours, flashing in the darkness. 

You pretended nonchalance, but the entire time, you wanted. 

He took her to bed while you cleaned up the kitchen. 

You knew he fucked her – you heard it sometimes. They tried to be quiet for your sake but sometimes a whimper would slip down the hall, the deep reverberation of a groan in the dark. 

Climbing into bed that night, your mind lingered on the image of his wet swim trunks. The dark swirl of hair, the heft in the outline. 

You wondered what he fucked like with a cock like that. 

–

“Something’s going on in the Arizona market,” your mom explained, tossing items into her suitcase. A silk blouse spilled over the side, and you tucked it back in with the rest. “I’ll be gone through Thursday, maybe Friday? Hopefully not the weekend, but I’ll let you know.”

“Do you need a ride to the airport?” 

Smiling at you, she stepped forward and cupped your cheek with her hand for a moment. “That’s sweet, honey, but I’m good. Frankie’s got it.”

Apprehension swirled with anticipation, the joint feelings settled low in your gut. You’d been alone with him before, but never for this long. Never truly alone, for days on end. 

The man himself poked his head around the corner of the doorway, the width of his shoulders filling out the frame. He glanced at you, and then his watch. “You about ready, baby?” 

She bustled around the room, tossing things here and there onto the bed and he looked at you again, a slight frown pulling between his brows. 

His expression gave something akin to frustration, and for a split second, you thought it was because of the time your mom was taking. When you felt his dark eyes drop down the length of your body involuntarily and then back up again, you turned away with a small smile, knowing it to be something else. 

–

For the first couple days, he stayed away from the house as much as he could. Kept his distance until he ran out of errands, until he drove down the same stretch of road too many times. He didn’t trust himself to be alone with you, and he hated himself for it. 

Self loathing creeped in every time he thought about the way his jeans tightened even thinking of you alone in the house. His girlfriend’s fucking daughter, half his age. The whole thing was fucked up. 

And yet, he couldn’t stop. 

He felt bad, thinking of you suddenly being all alone after spending so much time with people around, but he told himself that you probably loved having the space to yourself. 

He came in the shower that morning to the thought of your mouth wrapped around the base of his cock, and he was unable to look you in the eye when he saw you in the kitchen afterward. Your hopeful expression lingered in his mind all day as he stretched out the hours. 

The sky turned from light blue to dark, and he finally caved. He couldn’t stay away forever. 

The house was quiet when he walked in, tossing his keys on the entryway table. He crept around, looking for any sign of your presence, until he heard the shower running upstairs. Light spilled down the staircase, and heading into the kitchen, he tried to push down the thoughts running rampant in his head. 

He drank a glass of water, listening. 

The shower turning off (your naked body, damp and warm), your footsteps padding down the hall (that smooth skin, hidden under your towel), your bedroom door shutting (the towel dropping onto your floor). 

He stayed downstairs, turning the TV on to distract himself, the air in the house charged with a magnetic pull from your room. He waited until there had been nothing but silence for the better part of a half hour, then dared to venture upstairs. 

He’d just say goodnight, that’s all. Just so you knew you weren’t alone. 

His knuckles rapped against your door, and he pushed it open when he heard you say come in. 

“Hey,” you greeted him, slight surprise on your face. Stretched out in bed, the inviting cloud of your comforter was plush underneath your body. You paused the movie you were watching, and sat up on your elbows. “Haven’t seen you in a couple days.”

“Yea,” he replied, leaning against the frame of your door. His eyes followed a slow path up your bare legs. 

“Work been crazy or something?” you asked.

“Something like that, yea,” he answered. His hand stayed on the knob of your door, an anchor that kept him from crossing a line. “I actually just stopped by to say goodnight. I’m gonna turn in.”

“Already?” you teased. “It’s pretty early, isn’t it? Aren’t you gonna live it up while my mom is gone?”

He huffed a laugh, shaking his head. “I’ve lived it up enough. I’m an old man, remember? We don’t do that kind of stuff.”

“Forty-five is hardly an old man,” you scolded with a smile. “You wanna watch a movie instead?”

You patted the bed next to you, and his face sobered. You didn’t see it, instead reaching for the lotion on your bedside table to work some into your hands and the image of you jerking his cock with that same lotion flashed across his mind. He frowned. 

“In here?” 

You shrugged, laying back down. “I mean, I’m already all set up in here…”

You left the offer hanging, and even though he knew - he fucking knew he shouldn’t - he found himself nodding. 

You looked surprised at his answer for a split second, and then pleased. 

“Let me go get changed.”

He walked down the hall towards his room, scolding himself the entire time. Don’t do this, don’t do this, don’t go back into that fucking room. Don’t think about how smooth her skin is and how much you want to kiss her.  Don’t think about how her sheets smell like her, don’t think about how much you want to lick her cunt. 

The thoughts ran on a loop as he peeled off his work clothes. 

They echoed in his head as he pulled on his sweats. 

They followed him out of his bedroom and all the way down the hall, stopping at your doorway.

You turned your head, looking at him expectantly, looking so fucking lush and innocent, so eager to have him join you. 

He swallowed hard, mouth watering and left his guilt in the hallway, joining you in bed.

–

Pretending to ignore the heavy blanket of tension pulsing between your bodies, you kept your eyes fixed on the screen. 

Stretched out next to you, he kept a respectable distance, but you felt the heat that poured off of his skin. He looked so large in your bed, so much like a man. His long limbs splayed out over your girlish comforter, his masculine scent filled the space and when he crossed his arms, you admired the way the hem of his sleeve stretched around his bicep. 

Lightheaded and trembling with a heady want that ached between your thighs, you made it through the whole movie – until the room descended into darkness, until the credits rolled and the screen went black  

Until it was just the two of you sitting side by side in the dark. 

The sheets rustled when you rolled onto your side to face him. 

“What did you think?” you asked quietly. 

He looked down at you from his slouch on the bed, and your fingers twitched with the need to smooth away the crease that rested permanently between his brows. You would think he was mad if not for his eyes: those always look conflicted more than anything. Constant turmoil, roiling deep within the dark depths. 

Not answering, he stared down at you for a long moment before shrugging. 

“Okay, I guess. Well, have a good night.”

He then started to slide off the bed. 

Disappointment flooded your chest, the tension that you’d been feeling for the last two hours releasing restlessly through your limbs. Already making plans to get your vibrator from your side table to use while burying your face into the sheets he was just sitting on, he stilled. 

Your eyes fixed on his broad back, you could almost see the decision being made and he quickly turned before he could convince himself to stop. 

Bending down, he kissed you. 

It was consuming. The brush of his mustache, the taste of his mouth, the weight of his solid body as he pushed you into the bedding, draping it over yours. His tongue slipped into your mouth to slide against your own, and he swallowed the soft sound that caught in the back of your throat. Pushing himself into the cradle between your thighs, he forced them open wider as he deepened the kiss, and his dry, calloused hand slid underneath the hem of your shirt, wrapping around your hip. 

You knew you should push him away, but your hands only dragged him closer, grabbing everything you could touch: the slip of his curls, the curve of his whiskered jaw, the rounds of his broad shoulders. You dug your fingertips into his sides as he ground his hips against yours and your knees hitched higher around his torso. 

His hand wrapped around the top of your shin, pushing down to hold you in place.  

“Jesus,” he breathed into your mouth between kisses, his fingers tightening in their hold before sliding down to touch everything he can: the meat of your hips, his big hand cupping your ass with a greedy squeeze. Need rolled off of him in waves, his touch betraying just how long he had thought about this and his mouth shifted down to devour the long line of your neck, tasting the sweet hollow of your throat. 

Your pulse beat fast under his tongue, speeding up when he let out a groan against the sensitive skin. 

“Take – take this off–” he sat back on his ankles, his hands fumbling with your shirt.

As soon as you pulled it over your head, his mouth latched onto your nipple. His tongue swirled around it, sliding over the peaked bud with a suck. His beard scraped across your sensitive skin, leaving a wet path that glistened over the plane of your chest as he dragged his mouth to your other breast and his heavy hand reached down to cup you wholly over your sleep shorts. 

His fingers dug into the dip of your entrance and the heel of his hand ground hard against your clit. 

“I can’t stop thinking about this pussy,” he confessed. His fingers rubbed harder, and he groaned hot against your skin. “I can already feel how soaked she is for me. How much she wants it.”

You nodded with a whimper, rolling your hips into his touch. “God yes. Please.”

He pulled back just enough to stare down at your face, his pitch black eyes sliding over your features to settle on your open mouth. “Tell me you want this. Tell me how much you want my cock.”

“Yes. Please, please,” you begged.

“It’s gonna be a lot, baby.” He wetted his bottom lip with his tongue, his hand working, working, working. “She’s gonna need to be wet to take what I need her to take.”

A fresh wave of arousal washed through you, and your sleep shorts clung to your center with every grind of his palm. His thick fingers nudged the fabric to the side, exploring. 

“Oh fuck,” he groaned, releasing a heavy breath. “Fuck.” 

His eyes fluttered shut with a frown as his touch slid through your soaked seam and kissing you again, he timed the slide of his tongue with the slick stretch of two fingers. 

Your thighs opened wider around his waist, a whine crawling out of your throat when he pushed them deeper and when he started a smooth, audible stroke, you started to ride his hand. 

You’d been watching his fingers for months: wrapped around the steering wheel in the car, loosely cradling the neck of a beer bottle, drumming against his thigh when he watched TV sometimes. You’d imagined them tucked inside you so many times, buried in your mouth or your cunt, and as he worked a third one in, you let out a filthy moan. 

“I gotta work it open, baby,” he soothed, pulling your earlobe between his lips. “It’ll be okay. I know you can take it.”

His hips started to follow the rhythmic roll of his hand and when he seemed satisfied with how much you could take, he slid his fingers out, reaching to tear his shirt off over his head. When he pushed his fingers into his mouth for a moment, his lips wrapping around his knuckles as he sucked your taste off the thick digits, his hooded eyes took in the way you scrambled to take your sleep shorts off. 

Following your lead, he dumped everything onto the floor beside your bed, and it felt like heaven when you felt his bare skin against the inside of your thighs. So broad, so firm and strong, his body pressed you into the mattress and you felt the hot, pulsing heft of his cock pushing against your cunt. You clenched at the teasing sensation of what was to come, and reached down to grasp him, but his hand caught yours and pushed it into the bedding above your head. 

“Let me do it. I wanna watch your face when I put it in,” he confessed, resting his weight on top of you as he reached down with his other hand to guide himself in. 

Sticky slick smeared between the both of you, and when the tip of his cock forced you to bloom around him, his eyes fixed on your face. Greedily, he devoured the sight of your mouth dropping open, a tiny tiny frown appearing between your brows and he thickened inside you, pushing forward.

“Fuck,” you moaned. “It’s so much.” So much more than you ever thought it would be, even with all the months spent imagining it. 

He bottomed out and the air froze in your lungs, your cunt stuffed fuller than it’s ever been. 

“Shhh,” he soothed, staying in place to let you adjust. “It’s okay. You’re okay. You’re so fucking tight, baby. So tight.”

Squirming underneath him, you hitched your knees higher around his torso and he rocked his hips to slide halfway out before grinding back in with a weighted push. He gave you a minute: a tense minute, a minute thick and full of wanting, a minute where all you could focus on was the stretch of his cock and the heated bulk of his body and the firmness of his chest pressed against yours. 

He brushed his lips against yours, and gently rolled his hips. 

“Do you know how much I’ve thought about this? About fucking you, in this bed?” His voice deep and breathless, it sounded overwhelmingly intimate breathed against your cheek. 

You shook your head. 

“I thought I was the only one,” you admitted. “I used to think – oh fuck – I used to think about you coming down the hallway in the night. Crawling into my bed and fucking me just like this. Just like I can hear you fuck her.”

“You listen to me fuck her?” His hips rocked forward a little faster, picking up pace. 

“I can’t help it,” you whined. “The sounds – the sounds you make. I wanted to make you make them. I wanted to be the reason.”

His fingers pushed through the hold of your own, locking your hands together above your head and he dug his knees into the bed for leverage. Your breasts shifted underneath him, bouncing lightly as he fucked into you harder and his eyes dropped down to watch. “You are, baby. You are. I think about you all the time.”

Building steadily underneath him, your head pushed back into the bedding and his mouth found your throat, his teeth scraping against the tender skin. His hips never stopping their filling grind, you pushed your fingers through his curls and when he bit down with a suck, a slurred yes slipped out of your outstretched throat. 

You imagined your mom seeing it, asking you if you went on a date with someone. 

His strokes got harder, harsher, his hips snapping against yours and digging your fingers into the soft globes of his ass, you forced him deeper. When you clenched around his thick length, he looked down at you, wrecked and desperate. 

“I wish I tasted you,” he groaned. “Next time, okay?”

You frantically nodded, unable to focus on anything but the bright, shining edge of your release. 

He could see it, feel it in the squeeze of your soaked cunt and his vision blurred around the edges, his own want building at the base of his spine. 

“You gonna come?”

You are. The sounds he’s making above you and the way he feels inside you and the scent and need rolling off his skin and those fucking pitch black eyes that have been in your dreams for months – 

Slick dripped down the curve of your ass, your hips locking up underneath him and when you came with a silent cry, he groaned deep and loud, fucking you right through it. 

“Tell me I can fucking come inside you. Say it,” he pleaded, fingers gripped on your chin to hold your gaze on his. His words punctuated by the snap of his hips, you nod your head. 

“Do it,” you whined.

Your fingers threaded through his curls, it’s the tug that you give that does it. Coming harder than he had in his fucking life, he filled your tight cunt with thick ropes of his spend. Endless, smeared over the shaft of his thick cock as he continued to pump into you because he couldn’t stop, slipping out to drip onto the delicate sheets below. 

“Christ,” he groaned, his jaw clenched as the veins in his neck strained above you, his hips stuttering. Slowing them into a languid roll against your own, his softening cock was still a thick, filling weight inside and when he looked down at you, you recognized the guilt that already flooded the brown depths. 

You stared right back, holding him tight. 

“Stay,” you murmured, holding him in place when he started to roll off of you. 

You wanted to remember this. The hot press of his skin against yours, tacky and slick with sweat. The warm gust of his breath over your lips, the rapid beat of his pulse under his flushed neck. The wild curls that stuck damply along his hairline, the brush of his fingers as he tenderly thumbed at the curve of your jaw. 

He swallowed and you could see the war in his eyes, something you recognized as being there from the start. His hand curled over the crown of your head, and you pressed a kiss to his throat. 

“You can’t –��� he started, eyes fluttering shut at the press of your mouth. “You can’t tell your mom about this, okay. We can’t say anything.”

We. You reveled in the sound of the word, your head nodding underneath him. A secret to share. Something for the two of you alone. 

“I won’t,” you promised. “Just don’t leave, okay?”

You felt small and vulnerable asking, and when he looked down at you, a glimpse of the girl he imagined on that very first day tugged at his memory. Not the age he pictured of course, but the way you needed him. 

The way he wanted you to need him all along. 

His face nuzzled yours, his nose sliding across your cheek. A kiss pressed against the soft, youthful curve of your cheek that he had admired for months, he nodded with your sweet taste still lingering on his tongue. 

“I won’t, baby. I’m not going anywhere.”

[hairyjocktf]

Filling the Roster

Aidan was just starting his second year at university. The summer home with family had been exhausting and he was pumped to be back on campus with everyone and to get back to his routine. Ever since going off to college he’d been trying to work on himself, including going to the gym for the first time in his life. He’d gotten into a good routine his freshman year but hadn’t managed to gain much muscle yet, to his dismay. He was hoping to change that this year. The first day of classes had been a snoozefest, just reading syllabi and some uncomfortable ice breakers, so he was ready to get out of the classroom and into the gym again.

He walked into the campus gym and glanced around to see what was open. He noticed what looked like the wrestling team in the back, hogging all the squat racks and making their presence known with obnoxious grunting. Making a mental note to avoid that area today, Aidan went over to the treadmill to warm up. He’d always been on the nerdier side growing up, and while he did have a year of exercise under his belt now, he still didn’t fit in with that kind of crowd. Aidan put in his earbuds and got to it, the next hour flying by as he did a mild total body workout to ease himself back in.

Satisfied with himself for the day, he grabbed his water bottle and headed to the locker room. Normally he hated changing here and would just walk home first, but he had a club meeting that evening and he didn’t have time to go all the way back. He walked in and was immediately assaulted by the stench, the room absolutely stunk of BO and sweat. Yeah it was a locker room but this was a bit much, he thought as he breathed through his mouth. The wrestling guys had evidently finished their workouts too, as the room was noisy from all their chatter and yelling. They’d left their gear scattered all over the benches and floor, leaving hardly any room for anyone else. Aidan rolled his eyes and squeezed his way through the chaos to an empty corner. Despite working out for an hour he hadn’t sweat much, he never did, so he skipped the shower. Midway through changing he realized the room had gone silent. He turned around to check if the wrestlers had all left but instead was greeted with a sight that made him freeze.

The entire team had gathered behind him and now stared at him. The biggest guy, who Aidan recognized as their captain, Beau, broke the silence.

“Hey pipsqueak,” he said with a shockingly deep voice for a college student, “We found out today we’re down a man this season. We gotta solve that ASAP, y’know?”

Aidan was confused and intimidated. “Uh… Sorry to hear that man,” he said with a crack in his voice. He took a step back only to hit the wall of lockers behind him.

“Yea it’s a real shame ain’t it,” the wrestler took a step towards Aidan. “It’s a good thing I’m a great recruiter,” he laughed to himself. There was an almost sinister grin plastered on his face. 

Aidan felt cornered, realizing that he was standing there in just his boxers. “What do you want with me dude?” He asked frantically as the wrestlers slowly closed in on him. The putrid stench in the room was only getting worse as the jocks came nearer. 

“Like I said, we need a replacement wrestler,” Beau replied, pulling a yellowed jockstrap out of his bag that was on the bench. “I think you’ll enjoy getting to know the team.”

Aidan’s heart was pounding through his chest, he didn’t know what they wanted with him but he knew he needed to get out NOW. His fight or flight (mostly flight) instincts were kicking in. He looked past the wall of jocks to the door of the locker room, about 20 feet away. Before he had a chance to act, two of the wrestlers pounced. They grabbed Aidan’s arms and held him in place as Beau walked up to him.

“What the fuck, let me go!” Aidan cried in distress, struggling against his captors. They were bigger and evidently much stronger than him, not letting him budge at all.

“Hush now, I think you have some real potential here, I’m just going to let that all out,” Beau told Aidan before grabbing his boxers and ripping them off. Aidan’s flaccid cock was on full display, as were the paltry few hairs he called his bush. 

“Well, I’ve seen worse,” Beau chuckled to himself. He took the dirty jockstrap in his hand and pulled it up Aidan’s legs letting it snap into place around his small member. 

“Let me go!” Aidan yelled, continuing to try and break free from the jock’s hold. 

“Just give it a moment,” Beau said, kneeling down to look closer at Aidan’s groin. Aidan’s struggling lessened as he noticed a strange sensation coming from his crotch that was seemingly getting more intense every second. It felt… good almost. No, it did feel good, it was almost like he was jerking off without even touching himself. He felt his dick start to harden as the sensation of pleasure grew.

Beau laughed, “There you go man! I knew you’d come around.” Those words barely registered in Aidan’s ears as he stared at his dick, watching it grow erect and push against the jockstrap as his body was flooded with pleasure hormones. It felt incredible, like his dick was growing harder than ever before. It in fact was, growing steadily past his previous five inches, reaching seven, eight, as it really started to tent the jockstrap. A tingling feeling arose within Aidan’s crotch at the same time as Beau leaned in to take a closer look.

“Aww yea, look at those pubes start to come in. Fuck that’s hot.” He watched as dark hairs sprouted out of Aidan’s mostly bare crotch, like thick weeds shooting out of his skin. Aidan groaned as the sensation of hair growing added to his already euphoric state. Hairs continued popping up across his groin, filling in denser and denser as they spread out. “Looks like our man’s goin’ through puberty right in front of us,” Beau said as he rubbed his hand through the sprouting bush. Aidan’s body shivered in pleasure, Beau’s touch seemingly encouraging more hairs to push out of him. The pubic hairs grew longer and curled together, climbing up the shaft of his now massive cock. Beau grinned as he noticed Aidan’s balls swelling, growing to the size of eggs, then tangerines as they stretched his sack and hung lower. That was just the beginning, as the same thick dark pubes wormed their way out giving him a thick coating. At this point the jockstrap was barely covering anything. Aidan’s now nine inch cock stood completely erect, tenting the fabric and letting his new bush explode outward. Those thick pubes were starting to produce their own musk, not too dissimilar from the general stench of the locker room. The hairs spread out even farther, beginning to climb up above his waistband and onto his stomach, as well as spreading to his inner thighs with a thick rug. Aidan hung in the jocks’ arms nearly limp, his cock dribbling precum like a faucet.

“Well I think this has served its purpose,” Beau said to himself as he pulled the jockstrap off Aidan, letting his thick cock snap up against his stomach. The flow of precum soaked the area around his navel, and where the precum had wetted his skin, more thick hairs began to crop up. Beau went back to his bag and exchanged the dripping jockstrap for a wrestling singlet. It was damp from sweat and being stuffed in Beau’s dank gym bag, and stank to high heaven. With the help of the other wrestlers, Beau got the tight singlet onto Aidan’s lanky body. It didn’t really fit, but there was an enormous bulge from Aidan’s recent developments. He pulled the shoulder straps and let them snap down onto Aidan’s bony clavicle. That immediately pulled Aidan out of his subdued hormone-fueled slumber. 

“Oh, god, oh, oh what the fuck,” he said, processing the past few minutes. Part of his brain was still in adrenaline mode, telling him he needed to BOLT, while another part was content with this situation, elated even. The longer he breathed in the musky air of the locker room the louder that voice became, and the more he wanted Beau’s hands back on him. He looked up away from his own body and made eye contact with Beau, a grin crossing his stubbled face.

“You already look good in that singlet man, it won’t take much now,” Beau told him. Aidan’s mind was running at light speed but his mouth was not on the same wavelength. 

“What are you-, why are-, how the-,” Aidan was trying to get his thoughts out when the pulsing, pleasurable sensation began to return. His words trailed off as he looked down at his own flat chest, watching with wide eyes as two muscular pecs began to push out. He felt his whole body begin to tighten as muscle started popping out all over. Pronounced bone disappeared under layers of thick muscle that began to fill out his form, and the singlet. What had previously been impressively slack for a spandex suit was now taught against his body, expanding as he did. His pecs grew sore as they continued to grow, blocking Aidan’s view of his lower half as they packed on size. On the new horizon of his chest he noticed something, tiny hairs were poking out of his mountainous pecs. They started small and slow but quickly began shooting up all across the vast expanse of his chest. The hairs itched as they grew in, Aidan wasn’t bothered, he was in awe at the forest that was engulfing his new muscles. He ran his hands through the growing hairs, pulling gently on the hairs as they continued their advance across his chest, working up towards his neck and down across his stomach. As the hairs matured they grew darker and curlier, tangling into a thick rug across his pecs. Beau watched Aidan become enraptured by his own jockification. He noticed a growing wet spot in his groin where the precum continued to leak out constantly.

Beau stepped back up to Aidan and planted his hand on his chest, feeling the growing fields of hair. That alone was enough to get a soft moan out of Aidan, putting a devilish grin on Beau’s face. He pinned Aidan’s growing frame against the locker before raising one of his arms up. What he found was underwhelming; a handful of light wispy hairs scattered across the armpit. That would have to change. He stuck his hand into his own sweaty, hairy pit and rubbed it around, coating his fingers in thick jock sweat and musk. He sniffed them just to make sure it was potent enough, and his body was never slacking in the sweat department. Taking his moistened hand he went back to Aidan’s nearly hairless pit and massaged the sweat in. Within moments he felt little prickles of stubble against his fingers. Beau saw dark pinpricks appearing across Aidan’s pit, spots that quickly erupted into thick, wiry hairs. The original wispy hairs grew dark and curly as the sweat did its work, and soon Aidan had a respectable amount of hair under his arm. But that wasn’t enough for Beau, he dug out some more musky sweat from his own pits to finish the job. Soon enough Aidan’s pit hairs completely coated the area, even reaching out to connect with the pelt on his chest. Beau’s fingers were combing through the thick hairs, gently tugging on them and pulling out more growth. Aidan moaned again; the feeling of Beau’s hands stroking his growing pit hairs was euphoric. He was slipping more and more from his old self as his body grew to love this new reality, the jock voice in his own head growing louder.

Beau was satisfied with the pit situation after he was able to smell Aidan’s newly produced stench from a distance. He stepped back and watched as Aidan’s body continued to adjust to the singlet. In the same way his pecs had ballooned, his arms began exploding with size. His delts, triceps, biceps, and forearms grew intensely sore as they put on years worth of bulk in moments. Aidan was finally starting to look like a wrestler who could hold his own on the mat. The definition on his new muscles was quickly hidden as hair began to sprout across his boulder shoulders and down his arms. What started as a few hairs popping up across his shoulders grew into a flood of dark hair that surged down his arms, and the singlet left it all visible for the crowd. The hairs continued growing denser, curling around each other as the hair began to resemble fur on his bulky arms; he would look like a total beast of a man in action. Aidan’s hands got the same treatment, his palms grew bulkier as his hands stretched out in size. He could hear the popping sounds of his growth but was too flush with hormones to care, barely registering the thick hairs growing on the backs of his hands. Beau could already tell Aidan was going to become one of their best wrestlers, with his immense size and build. All he needed was to let the inner jock blooming inside of him take control.

After the growth in Aidan’s arms slowed down, his legs picked up the slack. His quads beefed up, thighs nearly shredding the singlet with their girth. Beau watched as Aidan’s bulge twitched and leaked as his legs grew longer and thicker than they’d ever been. His feet began to stretch and grow, expanding to a size 15 before becoming covered by hairs. Those hairs raced up his calves and onto his thighs, leaving him with a thick fur coating for his tree trunks. Aidan had grown to the point where he could take most of the jocks on the team, almost rivaling Beau’s height and mass. Beau knew he’d made a good call with Aidan, he’d been so similar before he joined the team. He couldn’t help but rub his hands over Aidan’s furry legs, feeling the coarse hairs run through his fingers. He could feel Aidan’s heart rate increase. He almost felt envious of him, experiencing immense growth like this was a once in a lifetime event, and he knew Aidan was almost complete.

Aidan groaned as his body fully filled out the singlet, stretching it to its limit with his massive muscles. The fur that had coated his body felt incredible rubbing against the fabric, keeping his cock at full mast, pressed against the singlet so everyone knew. Beau looked him up and down; Aidan had the body of a tank, a heavyweight champion, but a severe case of babyface. Beau had an idea, he went back to his grab and grabbed his mouthguard. It was grimy and had a couple hairs stuck to it, but it’d do the trick. He grabbed Aidan’s pudgy face and opened his mouth, shoving the guard in. Aidan sputtered as he gagged on old spit and wiry hairs.

“Aw, the hell bro what was that,” he complained weakly. Beau smiled, he was already speaking more like a jock, and that voice was getting deeper. He watched as an Adam's apple pushed out of Aidan’s neck, cementing his new rugged voice. Aidan’s face started to darken a shade as the shadow of thick stubble spread across his jaw. It quickly pushed out, brown hairs coating his face. They grew longer and thicker, with more popping up between old ones, giving him an incredibly dense short beard. Aidan moaned as the hairs spread across his jaw and up his sideburns to his hair, which gained some lighter highlights and shortened into a more athletic style. His upper lip erupted with the same thick hairs, giving him a full short beard. His jaw squared up and his eyebrows grew bushier, before his ears grew and stuck out from his head more. He finally looked fully like a champion wrestler. Aidan stroked his hands through the dense growth, finally pushing him over the edge. His breaths quickened and grew louder as he climaxed, grunting as cum erupted out of his thick cock. It pushed through the fabric of the singlet, pouring down the front of it. The euphoric trance he’d been in began to fade, but the old Aidan was gone. He was Aidan the wrestler, a jock ready to conquer his path on the mat. Instinctually he flexed, showing off his beefy arms and hairy pits. The scent emanating from his pits matched the rest of the locker room now, and he took a big whiff of it out of habit, that manly odor really turned him on. Beau laughed and grabbed Aidan’s hand, pulling him upright. His cum was still dripping down his singlet onto the floor, adding to the pungent scent of the locker room.

“Welcome to the team bro,” Beau said, looking forward to their best season yet.

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can you write something where r comforts dom when he loses a big title match? 💘

did your best.

dominik mysterio x fem! reader

summary: after dominik loses the north american championship you’re there to help pick up the pieces.

A/N: thank you too @rheas-ripley and some others my request are stacked!! tysm🫶🫶 so I am trying to get to all of them! but I’m in Columbia rn w no service, I only get service at the air bnb, and I’m here for a week so yea! but I am trying!

you were on the edge of your seat, watching dominik's title match. anxiously biting at your nails, your foot jittering up and down anxiously.

your gaze was locked on the monitor as dragon lee executed his finisher, you flinched at the hard impact. your hands instinctively moved to cover your mouth.

and as the ref began to count, time felt like it was dragging, each second stretched out. it was like it was all in slow motion.

1!

you were hoping for dom to escape the pim, understanding that holding the championship meant the world to him. that this was his chance to show he's not just some character they fans boo at.

he wanted to silence the everyone, to prove he's earned his spot, and to show just how far he's come since turning on his dad.

2!

you clasped both your hands in front of your lips. muttering a quick prayer under your breath, "come on, dom, kick out," urging him on silently.

3!

ding! ding! ding!

your jaw dropped, watching as dragon lee celebrated. rushing over to embrace dominik's dad, rey mysterio, who was seated at ringside.

you felt a bitter taste creeping up inside you.

your mind racing, you watched the crowd cheer for dragon lee. all praising him. the camera panned to dominik, rolling out disappointed but scowling at lee and the fans.

you stood backstage waiting for him in the gorilla. dominik pushed past the curtain moments later, looking exhausted. a few of the crew gave him words of encouragement, he acknowledged them before moving to you. he gave you a small kiss on the cheek

he wiped his face with a towel, breathing heavily. his body was drenched in sweat from the intense match.

when he saw you, his expression softened. but you could tell he was upset. "I'm gonna go shower." he muttered into your ear before giving you another quick kiss and walking away.

you knew that dominik was putting on a brave face, he wanted to show everyone that he wasn't going to let losing the championship affect him. but you could tell that he was frustrated and upset.

your eyes followed dominik as he went towards the showers, and you felt your heart break at just how upset he looked. he was putting on a brave face for everyone else.

even though dominik was young, he constantly strived to meet the expectations placed on him. the expectations that came with being a wwe legends son. he didn't want to look weak in front of everyone.

but at the end of the day when you’d both leave and go home, you knew the truth. you knew how much the loss affected him. how much it hurt to lose the championship that meant so much to him.

and you hated that he was acting like he wasn't affected by it. that he couldn't even let his feelings out to the one person he trusted the most.

you sighed running your hand through your hair frustrated.

——-

you were talking with roxanne when your phone buzzed in your pocket. you excused yourself as you checked it seeing a message from dom.

you checked your phone, seeing you had a text from dom. "I'm ready to go back to the hotel, I have your stuff just meet me in the parking lot when your done."

you sent him a quick text back, letting him know that you'd be there soon.

and finally, you told roxanne that you had to head out. she didn't ask too many questions, just giving you a quick smile before nodding.

you began the walk to the parking lot. you checked your phone again as you walked, seeing that dom had replied, letting you know he'd be waiting at his car.

once you reached the parking lot, you began looking for where you two had parked the car earlier. as soon as you spotted it, you began to walk towards it.

you quickly approached dom's car, seeing him leaning against it. his arms folded, and his gaze directed at the floor. he looked pretty exhausted, and you felt a small pang of empathy for him.

you couldn't help but frown as you got closer, wanting to help him feel better in any way you could.

"hey..." you said softly.

dom's head snapped up, turning to look at you. he was silent for a moment, before finally speaking. "hey.”

he tried to put on a smile, but it was clear from the look in his eyes that he was still upset. "you ready to go?"

"yea i am." you said, he opened the passenger door for you before passing over to the drivers side

as you settled yourself in the passenger seat, he quickly got in the driver's side and started the car. for a few moments, neither of you spoke. he was clearly lost in his own thoughts.

you were also quiet, just watching him driving. finally, you decided to break the silence. "are you okay”

"yeah, I'm fine.” he muttered, his voice coming out quiet and hoarse. he didn't seem convinced when he said it. he kept his eyes on the road, his gaze straight ahead.

there was a heavy silence in the car, as if all air had been sucked out of the car. you tried to think of something to say, to break the heavy tension. but your mind was completely blank.

dom was still staring straight ahead, not seeming to want to look at you at all. it was clear that he was trying to hold back his feelings.

he pulled up outside of the hotel, turning off the engine and unbuckling his seatbelt. he looked over at you, finally looking at you once again. his expression was still stoic, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

he climbed out of the car, walking over to your side and opening the door for you.

you got out the car, waiting for him as he grabbed both of your bags out the trunk. you both went over to the hotel entrance, and he opened the door for you once more before following after.

once inside, the lobby was mostly empty besides a few hotel workers busy behind the front desk. however, you could faintly hear music and laughter coming from one of the rooms.

dom led you over to the elevator, pressing the button before leaning against the wall. he looked he looked exhausted, keeping silent.

he let out a long breath, his eyes still directed at the floor. he seemed like he was completely lost in his own thoughts and didn't want to speak about it.

as the elevator doors doors opened to reveal the hallway of your floor, you both made your way down to your room. he fished out his keycard from his wallet to unlock the door. you both walked in grabbing your bag he'd left by the door.

the room was quiet and clean, much like a hotel room should be. dom closed the door behind him, and you could hear the lock clicking loudly before the room fell silent once again.

dom sat down on the edge of the mattress, seemingly exhausted as he begun to take his shoes off.

you laid your suitcase on the bed, going to your knees to look for pijamas. you looked behind you seeing dom, your heart tightened as you stood up. you walked over to him sitting down next to him, you rested your head on his shoulder taking his hand in yours.

"babe talk to me."

he turned to look at you, his gaze still downcast. he gave you a small, tired smile, seeming almost relieved that you were there.

"i'm fine. everythings alright.” he muttered, giving your hand a quick squeeze.

you looked up at him, "but you're not fine."

he stayed silent, not moving an inch. he was clearly still trying to hide his feelings, putting on a brave face.

"i'm fine.” he repeated again, sounding slightly more convincing this time. the tension was palpable.

"dom please." you pleaded softly, you just wanted to be there for him. you just wanted him to let you be there for him.

you could see the strain of trying to stay strong slowly starting to crack. he let out a heavy sigh, his gaze going back to the floor. he stayed quiet for a moment, before finally speaking again.

"it just sucks-" he muttered, his voice coming out hoarse. not being the champion anymore seemed to be weighing on him.

"it feels like i've failed. I failed you; I failed the fans; I failed everybody." he muttered, a mixture of exhaustion and sadness in his voice.

"oh, baby, you didn't fail me; you did the best you could."

"and the best i could do wasn't enough." he replied, still keeping his gaze cast to the ground. he was clearly frustrated and upset, disappointed with himself.

his free hand moved restlessly, and you saw that he was tightly kneading the fabric of his pants.

you begin to trace patterns on his hand, looking down at your intertwined hand. "dom listen to me, you gave it everything. I'm proud of how hard you fought. this isn't the end. you'll get through this-we'll get through this. together."

he stayed silent for a moment, his gaze going up to meet yours. his expression softened, and you could tell he was trying his best to believe your words.

he swallowed, and his hands relaxed a little bit, though you still saw some tension there. "I don't know, y/n/n, I just- I just feel so defeated right now.”

your eyebrows furrowed, your heart hurt seeing him hurt. you gently turned his head so he'd look at you. "dom." you said softly, searching in his eyes, you wanted to say something instead you just wrapped your arms around his neck. pulling him into a hug.

he leaned into the hug, finally burying his face in your shoulder and letting out a heavy breath. he held on to you tightly.

he was lost in his own thoughts, the weight of having failed again weighing him down. it was clear that, although he was trying to stay strong and move on, he needed some comfort right now.

"I don't know any way to convince you that you deserve everything you've gotten and so much more." you mumbled into his shoulder, "dom you're gonna get so much more title opportunities, I just know you will."

he stayed silent for a moment, his head staying buried into your shoulder as he took in your words. he was still trying to process the loss, trying to convince himself he would have other chances.

finally, he spoke. “I'm just scared. that this is the start of the end, y'know?"

"this isn't." you reassured, "you’re so young, and your career is just starting. you have so much more to do."

he stayed silent again, but you could see him slowly believing what you were saying. he was still disappointed with having failed to keep the championship, but he was coming around to the thought that he would have more opportunities.

he looked up at you, and his expression softened a bit. "I appreciate you being here for me, amor..." he said quietly.

"you dont have to thank me, ill always be there for you."

he smiled softly, giving you a quick kiss on the cheek. "I know you will... and I love you." he said quietly, his hand moving to hold yours.

“I love you too," you told him. his fingers laced with yours, his gaze now fully on you.

he smiled softly, and for the first time since his match, he looked genuinely happy. as if all the worries had momentarily washed away, and he was now in the present with you.

your eyes moved to the stray hair that had fallen on his forehead, you moved it away gently. “you ready for bed?” you asked your gaze going back onto his eyes.

he gave a small chuckle, and looked back at the bed. he nodded, seeming relieved that the mood had shifted. "yeah.” he said, letting go of your hand. “I'm beat."

you stood up tying your hair up. “same, but I’m gonna go shower first.”

he gave you a small wink, moving over to you, letting his hand trail down your side. he leaned down, whispering into your ear. “I know a way to save water.”

you rolled your eyes, “no dom.” you said playfully.

he chuckled, a slight grin spread across his face. "pleaseeeee?" he whined, making it sound like a child asking for candy. he tried to give you his best puppy dog face, his eyes looking at you hopefully, the two of you making eye contact.

after a moment you caved, “fine.” you said, “hurry up.” you laughed out running away from him into the bathroom.

he let out a small laugh at your reluctant agreement, chasing you into the bathroom.

[squoxle]

・₊✧⋆⭒˚｡⋆𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 ~ 𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐟 (𝟏𝟖+)

👑 pairing: 25yr!little sister's bf!heeseung x 22yr!older sister!reader

👑summary: you're crushing hard on your little sister's boyfriend, but things really take a turn when he shows interest. req by: @hoyeonheeseung

👑 cw: 🔞MDNI!!corruption, oral (m. and f. receiving), penetration, kissing, swearing, drinking, drunk sex, unprotected sex, slight degrading, noncon/dubcon, sexual themes, cheating, college au, hee’s a big ole hoe and so are you [feat. Jake~Brother | Jay*EN- | Sunghoon*EN- | Kazuha*LESF | Yunjin*LESF | Lucy*Weki Meki | Keeho*P1H] 𝑆𝑚𝑢𝑡 𝑆𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝐻𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑤／𝐹𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝐸𝑚𝑜𝑗𝑖❤️‍🔥

👑wc: 6.5k

You were scrolling through Instagram when you saw a new post on your younger sister's story.

The caption read, "ladies! it's officially cuffing season!" There was a little red heart on the photo of her and her boyfriend holding hands. You also noticed that she was wearing a small gold chain with the letter 'H'. You knew she had been talking about some guy she was interested in, but she never told you who he was, claiming that you were "too judgy."

You still responded to her story, as if the two of you didn't literally live together.

“OMG! Did the cops finally find your stash? Am I gonna have to bail you out?!" you replied, teasing her about this so-called 'cuffing' season. You didn't expect her to respond as she was obviously busy with some dude.

Later that night when your sister came home. "Hey, Chloe." "Hey. I'm gonna go take a quick shower and we can talk when I'm finished ok?" "Okay." After her shower, that was everything but quick, she started to tell you about her day before crashing mid-story.

From what you gathered, Mr. H is super cute and funny, but he asked her to be his girlfriend in the most corny high-school musical, Troy and Gabriella way ever. Basically, he told her to close her eyes and he put the necklace on her. Then he said this cringy-ass line, "Whenever you see this I want you to remember that you're mine." When your sister told you this you couldn't help but roll your eyes.

*Okay, maybe I am a little judgy* you thought to yourself.

The next day when your sister woke up, she arranged for you to meet her new boyfriend. "Hey, Jake is probably gonna be there too." "What is Jake gonna be doing there?" "Well, they're friends soooo." "Wait what?! You didn't tell me that." "Really, I thought I did. Sorry." "Eww. So you're like the little sister who dates her brother's best friend." "It is so not like that," Chloe chuckled.

You and Chloe drove to Token Town, an arcade/bar about 20 miles from where you live. "Sooo how did you two meet again?" you asked as you walked through the automatic sliding doors. "Ugh. I told you a million times already." "I don't care. Tell me again."

The mix of music and arcade noises made it difficult to hear so you were both kinda shouting, rather than talking.

"You remember when I cracked my phone screen a few months ago?" "Yea. What about it?" "Well, he was the one who fixed it for me." "So I guess the price was being his girlfriend huh?" "No," Chloe giggled. "Then what?" "I went to Apple to get it fixed, but my warranty had expired and he overheard my conversation. You already know I was not trying to pay for a broken screen. Anyways, he was there to pick up some new air pods and that's when he offered to fix my screen for me. He said he used to work for Apple." "So you're telling me that you let some random ass stranger play operation with your phone." "Well, I trusted him." "I know damn well I wouldn't have. I don't care how cute he is."

The two of you laughed before Chloe pulled out her phone to text him. "He said he's over by table 11." "Okay."

You headed over to table 11 to find Jake and your sister's boyfriend. You felt like you had seen him somewhere before, but you weren't sure exactly where. "Hi. I'm Heeseung," he said with a slight wave.

For some reason, when he said that you immediately remembered where you knew him from.

Two months ago, you were shopping at the Korean store to pick out some snacks for you and Chloe to share. Unfortunately for you, the store had been rearranged so it was a little harder to find what you wanted.

As you scanned the aisle for Pockys you spotted them on the top shelf. You weren’t one to ask for help so you desperately wiggled your fingers trying to knock down the desired box. You managed to knock down the matcha flavored pack, after hopping a bit, but you still needed the strawberry and chocolate flavors. You and Chloe like to mix them together and pull out random flavors. You barely nudged the strawberry box down and it fell on your head.

*Ouch*

*Two down, one more to go* you sighed to yourself.

As you reached for the final box you felt a hand graze yours. “Here. Let me help you,” a gentle voice said from behind. “Thanks. They changed the store around and I was trying to get them by myself. But I—“ You turned to face the man standing behind you. His looks alone caused your train of thought to completely derail. “That’s a lot of snacks,” he smiled looking down into your basket filled with different flavors of ramune, milk, and now Pockys. “Are you planning for a zombie apocalypse or something?” “No, it’s actually for me and my sister. We both have a major sweet tooth.” “Oh really? You must love Choco-Pies then huh.” "Hmm. I've actually never had those before." "Well, you should definitely try them," the man said before walking down the aisle and grabbing a red pack from the shelf. "Here," he said placing the 'Choco-Pies' in your basket. "You'll thank me later," he winked.

To your surprise, the two of you finished your shopping together. In fact, the man even paid for the Choco-Pies at the register--he said he was paying just in case you didn't like it, you didn't waste any money. "It was really nice talking to you. Maybe we'll meet again sometime." "Yea, or maybe not." "Hmm true. Well, just in case we ever do, my name's Heeseung."

You snapped back into reality at the sound of your brother's laugh. Jake's goofy laugh was like his superpower. It had a habit of zapping your thoughts away.

"So, all this time when you were talking about a girl, you were talking about my sister?" Jake laughed. Chloe playfully pushed his arm. "Sorry, but I can't say this is what I was expecting when you said I'd be meeting your girlfriend. I've known her my whole damn life and cute and sweet are the LAST words I'd use to describe HER," Jake burst into laughter again. "Would you just shut the hell up already," Chloe said, rolling her eyes. "Okay okay," Jake said catching his breath.

You were too stunned to even speak. You couldn't believe that the guy you had been fantasizing about for weeks was standing right in front of you...with his girlfriend...your sister. You had told your sister about the encounter before, but you didn't tell her his name. You knew that she'd tease you about it till the day you die, but she teased you anyway. She named him your "Choco-Stalker."

After about an hour, you and Chloe went back home. You could hear her talking on the phone with Heeseung, but what you couldn't stop thinking about was if he remembered you. It was a little over two months ago, but maybe he recognized you too...

It didn't matter anyway, he was dating your sister now. You knew all feelings for him had to go.

[December 18th ~ the day before the Xmas party on Saturday...]

You and a few friends decided to have an Xmas party this year because some of you were graduating and others just wanted to have a good time. You chose to host it at Sunghoon's house since he had the most space and the perfect environment for a little get-together.

You were busy hanging decorative garlands and other hanging decorations with Sunghoon, while Jake and Lucy decorated the tables. Chloe and Heeseung were in charge of the balloons, while Jay and Keeho were out ordering food and snacks for tomorrow.

"Guys, I am so excited for this party tomorrow," Lucy said as she placed a snowman figure in the center of one of her tables. "Yea, I don't know why we haven't done this before," Jake added.

"I kinda wish it wasn't at a time when some of us would be leaving though," Heeseung chimed in. "Ehh it's alright. It's not like we're all gonna disappear out of each other's lives just because we get a silly little diploma," Sunghoon said as he fastened the tie on the garland hook. "Yea, that's true, but still...life is gonna change for some of us," Heeseung sighed.

"Hey hey hey! Positive vibes guys. This should be fun. Let's just enjoy the moment we have together," Jake smiled. "Yea, you're right man. Let's make this a night to remember," Heeseung smiled back.

"What are you two gays smiling about?" Keeho laughed as he walked through the door. "Oh nothing. I was just spreading positive vibes as usual,” Jake smiled. “Well we successfully ordered all of the snacks so we can pig out like the sloppy fat asses we are tomorrow,” Keeho continued. “Oh and guess who I brought with me?” He smiled. “Umm…Jay?” Sunghoon asked. “No.” “Soobin?” Jake asked. “No. Stop guessing guys,” Keeho chuckled. “Oh I know. You picked up Zuha didn’t you?” You guessed judging by the grin on his face. “Yup,” Keeho huffed. “Come on in Babe,” Keeho said as Kazuha jumped from behind the door.

They were always so goofy together. Their relationship resembled Joker and Harley Quinn…as in when they weren’t throwing around sassy jokes they were shoving tongues down each other’s throats in the most violently aggressive way ever. Which is exactly what they did that following night.

[December 19th ~ the day of the Xmas party...]

It was around 8pm when everybody finally arrived. You guys had finished decorating the night before and picked up the food the Jay and Keeho ordered yesterday. Everything was perfect, exactly the way you envisioned it.

Sunghoon prepared everyone a special Gingerbread Martini, which was perfect for the occasion. “Woah! This is really good! What is it!” Jake’s face lit up as he took his first sip. “It’s a Gingerbread Martini,” Sunghoon giggled. “It literally tastes like a cookie with rum in it,” Yunjin said licking the froth from her lips. After hearing the comments made, you were very excited to try the concoction. Just like they said, it tasted like a spiked gingerbread cookie. All of the right flavors and a balanced sweetness. It was perfect.

“Okay, party people. It’s time to hand out gifts,” Kazuha clapped, getting everyone’s attention.

Everyone gathered in the living room. Some sat on the floor, others on the couch, and some decided to either stand or brace their bodies against any surface strong enough to support their body weight.

"Hey! I wanna go first," Jake said excitedly. He started by giving everyone a Christmas card filled with $20. Next, Sunghoon passed out his gifts. Everyone got a Christmas keychain with the year attached to it. "Damn, bro. You were being stingy as fuck this year," Keeho hissed. "Merry Christmas to you too asshole," Sunghoon scoffed back. "I actually bought other gifts for everyone, but I want to give them to you on Christmas Day," he continued. "Sure you do," Keeho rolled his eyes. "Guys. Guys. Relax. This is supposed to be fun," Yunjin pouted. "Yea you're right," Sunghoon muttered before they both apologized in unison.

"Okay, now it's my turn," Kazuha sang. She handed everyone little boxes. Gold for the guys and red for the girls. "Woah. What the hell is this?" Chloe gasped. "Well. I bought everyone something special in case they wanna jingle some bells and deck the halls," Kazuha winked. "You're so kinky Zuha," Yunjin giggled. Inside the girls' boxes was a decorative thong, a 'morning-after' pill, and a mini vibrator. The boys had three condoms--Kazuha said it was for a full day of fucking, sex dice, fuzzy handcuffs, and a black satin cloth.

"Who the hell am I supposed to use this with?" You laughed. "Doesn't matter," Kazuha smirked. "Get yourself a winter fling--" "Or we could always just have one big orgy," Keeho cut her off. "Nah bro what the fuck?" Jay spat. "Come on. Think about it, man. It would be kinda hot." Everyone started to engage in a conversation about this imaginary orgy. A few questions were who would ride the best and how many times could someone get off before they passed out. And this went on for about an hour before you moved on to the next party activity, making ugly sweaters.

Everyone was busy creating the ugliest sweaters possible. Even though they would only be worn once, it was still a fun tradition. Of course Heeseung and Chloe were making one for each other. But for some odd reason, Heeseung kept looking at you. And this didn’t feel like the type of looking like “oh I’m just staring off into space which just so happens to be in your direction” it was more like the “yea I’m with your sister, but I’d rather be doing this with you.” Well it didn’t seem that way at first, but after what happened on New Year’s…that’s the only thing it could’ve meant.

[December 31 ~ New Year’s Party…]

After the success of the Xmas party, Sunghoon wanted to throw another party to bring in the new year. Just like last time, he made another special drink. However, he was a little heavier on the alcohol.

Unlike the last party, you all just huddled up around the TV and watched the New Year's countdown. Surprisingly, Kazuha was the first one to fall asleep. It wasn't until around 2 a.m. that everyone else crashed. You were the only one awake, or so you thought.

You went to the guest room down the hall, just to relax away from everybody. Yes, these were your friends, but you just wanted a little time alone.

❤️‍🔥: You climbed onto the guest bed and slid your panties to the side. You never would've thought that Kazuha's little Xmas gift would be so useful. You spread your legs and pushed the tip of the vibrator into your pussy. You spat a bit of saliva onto your fingers before reaching them down to stimulate your clit. You knew this was bad, but no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't get Heesueng out of your mind. You increased the intensity of the little toy, while you continued to rub your clit. You were reaching your climax as you started to softly moan Heeseung's name. Your eyes had been closed this whole time so you didn't notice that someone else had entered the room.

"OH MY GOD!" you gasped, covering your dipping wet pussy with your dress. Heeseung had been watching you masturbate while moaning his name for who knows how long. "Sorry, I thought everyone was asleep," you said as your face burned with embarrassment. "How long have you been standing there?" "A while," Heeseung said as he looked down to see your hands desperately hugging the hem of your dress in an attempt to hide yourself. He walked closer to you and climbed onto the bed, between your legs. He gently moved your hands, revealing your throbbing cunt.

He began to kiss your inner thighs, "I know you want this," he whispered against your wet folds. He then started to lick and suck the juices from your sloppy pussy. "I heard the way you were moaning my name earlier. I want you to do it again." You were taken aback by his words, but instead of saying his name you stuttered. "Say it now," he said as he shoved two of his fingers into your pussy. You softly moaned his name as he jerked his fingers back and forth. "Say it louder." "What if someone hears us?" "I said say it louder," he growled as he started to finger your pussy harder and faster. You started to moan his name a little louder as he kept up a good pace. "Good girl," he smiled which made you melt in his hands. As you reached your climax, you grabbed his hair in your hands and started to ride his face causing you to cum in his mouth. :❤️‍🔥

You fell asleep almost right after you finished, and the last thing you remember is Heeseung kissing you on the lips before leaving the room. The next morning you woke up, you weren't sure if that was real or just one wild-ass wet dream, but what you did know was that it felt pretty damn good.

[January 4 ~ Trip to the mall with a few friends...]

You were at the mall just hanging out with Jay, Yunjin, Sunghoon, your sister, and her boyfriend--who you hadn't been able to stop thinking about since that night. You still weren't 100 percent sure if that really happened, but he had been looking at you a little weird lately. Chloe insisted on dress shopping because she just wanted something to replace one of her old dresses.

Chloe and Yunjin were busy in the dressing room trying on clothes and Jay and Sunghoon were looking for snacks. It was just you and Heeseung...completely alone.

"Umm, Heeseung?" "Yea?" "Do you remember the New Year's party?" "Yea, why? You wanna do it again?" His response surprised the hell out of you. Here you were trying to sort fantasy from reality and he just confirmed all of your doubts.

"I-I-" Heeseung cut you off with a kiss on the cheek. "Maybe some other time," he winked before Chloe skipped out of the changing room with Yunjin.

"Well, that was a total waste of my time. All of these dresses either make me look fat or make me feel bad for the poor girl who would actually buy it," Chloe said as she placed the stack of dresses on the empty countertop. "Welp, I guess we should go catch up with the boys," Yunjin suggested before you all started walking to the food court.

Sunghoon and Jay were busy talking at a table when you guys found them.

“Hey guys,” Jay waved. “We’re just waiting for the pizza to come out,” Sunghoon added. “Ohhhh yes! What kind did you get?” Yunjin and Chloe asked in unison. An intense love for pizza was one thing those two had in common. Other than that, they were polar opposites.

“Well we got one meat lovers, one veggie, and one cheese,” Jay smiled admiring their excitement. “Heh, if I was a spoiled pizza princess I would’ve had you thrown in a cell for ordering a naked pizza,” Yunjin smirked. “Oh come on. Cheese pizza is good,” Jay giggled. “The only living being that I can think of that would genuinely enjoy a cheese pizza would be a mouse,” Yunjin continued as she sat in a chair beside Jay. “Well you were never really the best at thinking anyways,” Jay smirked. “The pizza princess of beauty and no brains,” Jay teased. “Heh well then you can be my cheesy jester. You’d make a pretty clown,” Yunjin teased back.

“Number 257. Order number 257 is ready,” a voice said over the intercom, cutting off their odd flirting session. “I’ll go get it,” Heeseung said before standing. “Do you need any help?” Sunghoon asked. “I kinda wanna get away from these royal pains anyways,” he continued. “Uhh, yea sure. You can carry the drinks while Y/N gets some napkins and toppings.”

You followed Heeseung and Sunghoon to the counter. Heeseung grabbed the three pizza boxes and Sunghoon picked up the 2 liters of Orange Soda. The three of you started walking back when Sunghoon suddenly stopped. "What?" Heeseung asked. "I forgot to grab some cups and straws. You guys can keep going without me. I'll catch up," Sunghoon hissed before walking back to the pizza booth.

Heeseung paused to watch as Sunghoon walked back to the counter for the additional items. You took this moment to stare at him. Heeseung just had this look about him that made you want him more, even though you knew being with him would break your sister's heart. You looked at his perfectly pouty lips and thought back to the way that they were pressed up against your wet pussy. Now that you knew it really happened you couldn't help but to think of him sexually.

"I told you guys you didn't have to wait for me," Sunghoon said with a shy look on his face. "Yea, I know. But I really didn't mind," Heeseung replied. "Ok, well, I also got us some plates. The lady behind the counter just put the cups and plates in a bag together. That made it a lot easier to carry," Sunghoon chuckled.

"Huzzah! The pizza hath arrived," Yunjin cheered upon seeing the three of you approach the table. You watched as Chloe mouthed the words "Help me," but she didn't realize that Jay was watching. He exploded into laughter and Yunjin whipped to face him. "What art thou laughing at, Jester? I don't remember making a joke," Yunjin was in full-on character, she was even attempting a British accent which threw you completely off.

Yunjin continued her princess persona for the rest of the time you guys were at the mall and you all eventually decided to play along. Chloe was her sister--the princess, Heeseung was the prince, Sunghoon was the knight, and you were a female knight. Jay was still shocked that he was the jester. He even made a joke about it.

"So I guess the princess is fucking the jester on the side huh?" "What?" "I'm just saying. It's pretty obvious that you have a thing for me," Jay smirked. "As if," Yunjin rolled her eyes. "Oh, you know you want me," Jay chuckled as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, spinning in a circle. "Put me down you clown," Yunjin laughed as Jay nuzzled his head in her shoulder.

Ever since what happened on New Year's, Heeseung continued to make advances on you--which you didn't entirely reject. However, the farthest you've gotten was a deep tongue kiss with a little boob fondling. It was hard sneaking around with your sister's boyfriend when they almost always hung out with each other.

[February 11 ~ Three days before Valentine's Day...]

With Valentine's Day around the corner, you expected Heeseung to take your sister out for the whole day, but instead, he decided to hang out at your shared apartment. "Are you excited for our special day?" Heeseung asked lying on Chloe's thighs. "Yea, what do you plan on doing?" She asked, twirling her fingers through his hair. "Hmm. I was thinking maybe we should go on a picnic. What do you think?" "I love that idea," Chloe smiled. "Yea a little picnic and then we can go back to my place," Heeseung added. You watched as Chloe's expression changed. "Uhh or we could just come back here," she suggested. "Oh...umm ok. Yea, we can do that instead," Heeseung chuckled awkwardly.

Though he was still lying on her lap, you could tell that the energy in the room had changed.

*I would've never passed up on a chance to go to his house after a date...especially as his girlfriend* you thought to yourself. *I should've taken advantage of seeing him again* you thought back to how you saw Heeseung multiple times after the two of you met, but you were too scared to talk to him so you never even attempted approaching him. You kind of hoped that you'd cross paths again...well when he's not in a relationship with your little fucking sister.

[February 14 ~ Valentine's Day...]

Heeseung showed up around noon to pick your sister up for their picnic date. You helped her choose an outfit the night before. Something cute and red. You watched as she excitedly walked out of the door holding Heeseung's hand.

They had been out for an hour before you finally got bored and decided to have a little fun by yourself, but before you could start anything, you heard your sister unlock the door. "Dammit," you swore under your breath.

You left your room to ask her about her date. "Hey, Chloe. How was your..." Chloe stormed right past you and went into her room, slamming the door behind her. Heeseung was left behind standing in the door frame. "What happened?" You asked. "Nothing...couple stuff," He sighed, rubbing his forehead. You invited him in to sit on the couch. A few minutes later Chloe came back out of her room. "I'm going out with Yunjin and Zuha. I'll be back before midnight. Don't wait up for me," she said before closing the door behind her.

"You should probably go too," you said to Heeseung, even though you'd much rather him stay around a little longer. "Hmm yea, I guess. Unless you want me to stick around." "No that's okay." "You sure? I promise to make it worth your time," He said as he placed a hand on your thigh. "You're dating my sister Heeseung. I can't be doing this," you said pushing his hand away. "You weren't thinking that when you were moaning my name," He said reaching to palm your pussy which was now throbbing with excitement. "Well I-" "Think of this like a Valentine's gift to you," he continued, smoothing his pants around the bulge in his jeans.

Though it just started as you straddling his lap while the two of you kissed, it wasn't long before dry humping his dick turned to you getting on your knees between his legs.

❤️‍🔥: You looked up into his doe eyes and watched as he pulled out his hard pulsating dick. You slowly wrapped your lips around him, adjusting yourself to his size. "Mmm fuck," He groaned as you began to suck on his dick, coating it in your saliva. You used your hands to assist by jerking the remaining length of his shaft while focusing on the tip with your lips and tongue.

The warm and moist enclosure of your mouth sent pleasurable sensations throughout his body. You watched as his hands gripped the couch while you sat between his legs, satisfying him with your hands and mouth. He struggled to maintain eye contact with you as he repeatedly threw his head back. The texture of your tongue stimulated him, causing him to start slowly grinding against your face. You could hear through his desperate stifled moans that he was craving more. Within seconds, Heeseung grabbed a handful of your hair as he forced himself down your throat.

You felt him fucking your throat as you struggled for air. The constant speed and lack of oxygen made you feel like his personal sex doll. You gripped onto his thigh as he thrust himself into your mouth. Finally, he pulled your head back. You breathlessly fought to fill your lungs with air while he maintained a firm grip on your head. Saliva seeped from the corner of your mouth that hung open from being fucked so viciously.

Still, driven by your own desire to be force fucked more you licked the tip of his dick, tasting the salty pre cum that dipped from him.

"You want more?" Heeseung asked in a husky voice, to which you responded by sucking on the tip. "You're such a fucking slut for me," he grinned before slamming your face on his cock again. Tears ran down your cheeks as he fucked you harder. You moaned as he pumped himself in your throat, sending vibrations down his length. "Fuck baby, we gotta start doing this more often," he said breathlessly. You felt his dick throbbing in your mouth as he filled your throat with his hot, sticky load. You swallowed it so quickly that it caused you to hiccup which made Heeseung smile. "You're so cute," he said kissing your lips. :❤️‍🔥

As badly as you wanted to do more you knew he had to get going. It had already been over an hour and you knew Chloe would be coming home soon and the last thing she needed to see was you alone with her boyfriend.

"Yea, I understand," Heeseung said as he stood in the door frame. "Don't forget to call me if you need me," he added. "What if my sister is home?" "We can meet up somewhere else," he chuckled before closing the door behind him.

At this point, you were dripping wet and needed to relieve yourself at least once before going to bed. Heeseung had left his plaid hoodie on the couch which you took to your room. You slid it over your head to fill your nose with his irresistible scent. You continued to pleasure yourself while thinking back to sitting between his legs. There was something about the way his voice sounded that turned you on. Remembering the sight of him gripping the couch while he threw his head back and moaned in pleasure to your touch sent you over the edge as you came in your bed. After you finished, you stuffed his hoodie under your pillow before going to sleep.

[March 15 ~ Chloe's 21 Birthday...]

Though you wanted to call Heeseung, you refrained from doing so. You hated the feeling of doing this behind your sister's back. You knew she'd be heartbroken if she found out. So, you hadn't spoken to him since that day. Anytime it felt like the two of you would be left alone, you went and found something else to do or somewhere else to go.

"Happy Birthday, Chloe!" your friends and family shouted in unison. Your friends had put together a surprise party for Chloe at Sunghoon's house. Recently, his house had become the perfect spot for parties and he was more than happy to share his place for fun.

Your parents only stuck around for about an hour. They gave Chloe her present and waited around to sing 'Happy Birthday' and get a slice of cake.

Since it was her 21st birthday, you guys had also planned to go clubbing. She was now old enough to drink legally, so this was the perfect opportunity.

After opening gifts, you and your friends took her to The Bleu Lagoon, a popular club uptown.

"I'm paying for the birthday girl!" Kazuha cheered as you all lined up at the bar. "I thought you didn't bring your wallet," Keeho asked. "Yea, by me I meant you," Kazuha laughed.

"Party of 10," You heard Jay say to the bartender. Your brother Jake, brought along his girlfriend Bella, mainly to babysit Chloe. Even though she was of age now, he was still concerned about her safety.

After about 3 rounds of tequila shots, Keeho and Kazuha went off to dance with Jay and Yunjin. "If she wants anything else, just put it on my card," Keeho said to the bartender before walking off. Bella was busy chatting and sharing a plate of nachos with Jake because they decided to stay sober to drive everyone else home.

"Shut the fuck up Heeseung! I don't want to hear anything you have to say! I'm not gonna let you ruin my fucking birthday!" Chloe shouted before stumbling away. "What was that all about?" you asked Heeseung who sat there blankly sipping from his beer. "Hell if I know," he shrugged. You climbed off the barstool and followed Chloe to the bathroom. The music was so loud it was hard to hear exactly why the argument started, but you knew you had to at least check on your sister to see if she was ok.

You walked into the bathroom and saw your sister crying in front of the mirror. "Hey, what happened?" "Nothing...Heeseung can just be such a stupid little fucker sometimes," she sniffed. "Did he say something?" "No, but I think he's talking to someone else."

You felt your insides cringe at her words. "What makes you think that?" "Because...he hasn't been the same for a while. The guy I met was nothing like this. He loved me and only me. But now I always feel like he's sneaking around or waiting for some kind of opportunity to fuck some bitch behind my back."

All those tucked-away feelings of guilt were resurfacing now. This is exactly why you never wanted to mess with him in the first place. Now, here you were, hugging your sister who was crying about her boyfriend who she suspected of cheating. The worst part was that he was cheating on her and you knew it...because he was cheating on her...with you.

"I just wanna go home now." "You sure?" "Well, I can wait around for everyone else to finish, but I don't want to sit with him. He's just gonna piss me the fuck off."

You walked with Chloe out of the bathroom and went to a booth seat. You ordered her another drink, which she barely touched. After a few minutes, you noticed that she had fallen asleep, so you took her cup back to the bartender and told Jake where she was. He and Bella moved over to sit at the booth to watch her while you stepped outside.

"I'll be back, I just need to go clear my head," You told Jake before walking out.

You went to the roof of the establishment. There it was quiet. Nothing but stars surrounded you. *How could I do this to my sister? I'm such a piece of shit* you thought to yourself. *She'd never have done something like that to me*

You leaned over the edge of the building, looking at the peaceful cityscape when a body trapped you in place.

"What the fuck?! Get off of me!!" You shouted, trying to push the body off of you. The man pushed your face down, stopping you from moving anything more than your legs. You tried to kick the man away, but it was of no use as he pushed himself against you. You tried to scream for help, but the pressure on your chest silenced you. You felt the cool breeze as the man lifted your dress to expose your ass.

Again you tried to push him away, but it was useless as he was much stronger than you. He wriggled your panties down as he jammed his fingers inside. You hated the way your body was betraying you by reacting to his actions. The second he pulled his fingers out you turned to face your assaulter, Heeseung.

"Heeseung! What the fuck is wrong with you?!" you shouted slapping him in the face. "I need you, Y/N. I need you so badly," he whined. You could tell that he was pretty drunk as the smell of alcohol tainted his breath. "No. You're my sister's boyfriend and I don't want to keep doing this with you," you spat pushing him away from you. "I don't care about her. I want you," his words slurred together like a cocktail while his eyes remained fixated on you. "You're a drunk fucking mess, Heeseung. I'm gonna go get Sunghoon to take you home," you said as you walked toward the rooftop exit. "No!" Heeseung shouted, grabbing your arm. "Let go of me, Heeseung. I don't want to be with you. Understand?" You struggled to tear away from his grip, but he wasn't letting go.

❤️‍🔥: Heeseung pinned you up against the brick wall and quickly pulled out his dick and forced it into your pussy. You gasped at the sharp pain of him stretching you open. "H-heeseung...st-stop," you pleaded as he stroked his length inside of you. "Fuck your pussy feels so good," he said as he continued to pump himself inside of you.

He reached around to rub your clit and kiss your neck. The sensation of overstimulation caused you to succumb to his advances. You knew this was wrong, but something inside of you still wanted him.

He felt your body relax as he pounded your pussy harder. "I know you missed me you little slut," he whispered in your ear. "You missed me fucking the shit out of you," he added. You didn't say a single word as he fucked your dripping cunt.

Heeseung pulled out of your pussy and turned your body to face him, lifting one of your legs to give him a better shot of your aching hole. He eased his rock-hard member back into your wetness as he pulled you in for a deep, sloppy kiss. The two of you stayed connected by the trail of saliva and your lustful desires. You felt as though you were getting drunk from the alcohol on his lips.

Heeseung moved down to caress your breasts as he kissed your neck. You could feel him getting closer as his dick throbbed harder into your tight cunt. He gripped your ass as he spilled his seed into you, fucking you harder than ever before. "Now, it's your turn," he groaned as he dropped down to his knees.

He inserted his fingers into your pussy that oozed with his cum. Jamming them in and curling to stimulate your g-spot, Heeseung licked and sucked on your beady clit. Your leg was now over his shoulder as you grabbed his head and started to grind against his face. "That's it, baby. I want you to cum all over my face," He moaned between your legs. Hearing this sent you over the edge. You began to jerk yourself against his lips as you reached your climax and went into a shaking orgasm. Your juices flowed all over his fingers and mouth. He rose to his feet and your quivering body fell into his embrace. :❤️‍🔥

"Now let's you cleaned up before we go home," Heeseung said as he placed a kiss on your forehead.

The two of you left through the rooftop exit and went to the bathroom to clean up. A combination of his cum and your own wetness was still running down your leg.

You headed back to the club as if nothing happened.

Jake and Bella took everyone home, including Heeseung, who helped walk Chloe to her bedroom.

"If you fuck around a little more, you know where to find me," he said before heading to the living room. He slept on the couch and you slept in your bed, but you couldn't stop thinking about what happened on that rooftop. You had just started to get him out of your head and then you couldn't get him out of your pussy...which you didn't totally hate.

What were you supposed to do now?

About a month after her birthday, you overheard them having an argument. However, this definitely wasn't the first time you heard them fighting, the sparks between them had blown out a while ago. Apparently, they had been having problems since Valentine's Day and she'd had enough. So they broke up. You couldn't help but feel slightly responsible for their sudden breakup, especially after learning that it was because of the lack of sex. Now you were faced with the decision to either continue fucking him on the side or completely move on. Dating your sister's ex was out of the question. You knew that she'd never forgive you for that.

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Kiss you Forever

Prompt: “I can kiss you forever,” Character B murmurs. “Yeah?” Character A says, laughing a little, only to stop when Character B leans in and presses a kiss against their cheek. “Yeah,” Character B says, “Yeah, I can. You think I’m lying?” with Kirby Dach

Seeing Kirby get pushed in to Blackhawks bench made you audibly gasp and you knew from the way he fell into it and how when he got up and wasn't putting weight on his right leg it was bad. You also knew it had to be bad with the way Arber, Juraj and Cole looked up at you briefly with saddened faces it was bad.

Usually when Kirby took a bad hit or whenever anything happened and he needed medical attention you immediately followed him to the medical room ,but you were kinda in shock so you didn't move and just waited until someone came and got you or Kirby sent you a text.

The other wags were worried about you, you completely zoned out on the replay they showed. " hey y/n why don't you go and see him" one of them said " I'll just wait until he needs me" you responded with .

Finally you had enough waiting and decided to go and see Kirby, just as you started gathering your belonging you heard the announcer confirm that Kirby wouldn't be returning to the game and you moved faster. The other wags sent you sad smiles.

You arrived to the medical room the door was closed but you immediately heard Kirby moaning in pain on the other side and felt bad for him. Should you have came down sooner to see him. Did he want to see you as he is in the most excruciating pain he's been in. So many thoughts ran through your head.

As you started to zone out again the doors open and you went in to finally see Kirby and you run to him carefully not to hit his leg or put too much force on him while he's in pain.

" Kirb are you ok" you asked " yea baby im ok " he started to say he then looked at his right legs and said " I mean as ok as I can considering" as he motioned towards his leg. " so what they say about your leg ?" " I don't know yet I have to go to the Emergency Room to get X-Rays to see exactly what's wrong , all I know is it hurts like a fucking bitch" he says trying to joke but you can tell he's doing it for show and for your sake .

You see one of the trainers bring Kirby his stuff and say " the cars ready for you man im ready when you are" "ok here I come " Kirby responds . " I gotta go baby we're going to the ER now". " Oh do you want me to-" " No its ok I'll meet you at home Cole will drive me" Kirby says cutting me off. It makes me kind of upset and sad but I shrug it off and remember he's in pain so he probably just wants to be alone and figure out what's going on with his leg and the future of this season and career.

"Ok I love you " I say kissing him with just the right amount of passion that says " im worried about you and I know you're scared but im here" but not so much that it makes the staff around us uncomfortable. " I love you too so much " he responds before handing me his car keys to drive back to our apartment since he drove us to the stadium. " text me updates when you can please" " I will" he responds.

When I got home I sat my things down and sat on the couch for at least an hour and half staring at my phone . Then I got up and distracted myself with a hot shower and ordered from Kirbys favorite pizza place so he can have it when he eventually gets home and if he's hungry.

It's about 4 hours later when I get a text from Kirby saying him and Cole were on the way back home. I was in our living room watching reruns of SpongeBob to get my mind off how long it was taking for any kind of updates . Eventually I hear our garage door open and close and smile and think " finally he's home" . I greet Kirby and Cole at the garage door entrance to our apartment , Kirby is leaning all his weight onto Cole which is a funny sign considering the height difference.

"Wow Cole that's some real hockey strength you've got there" you said as you laughed. "Bullshit" Kirby screamed , you Cole laughed . " Bullshit you say as im holding you up I'll toss you on the ground right here and leave your ass there" You and Cole laughed even harder as Cole helped Kirby to the kitchen . "Are you hungry babe", "starving" Kirby replied. " well lucky for you I ordered your favorite pizza". " Cole you're welcomed to some as well" "Thanks y/n but im good "

Thirty minutes after Cole left and you and Kirby finished eating you guys made your way upstairs to your room with you helping Kirby up the stairs . You also helped him shower and get changed for bed before getting yourself ready for bed as well.

As you turn off all the lights in the bedroom the only light coming from the moon you pull the blankets back on your side and climb in next to Kirby who is looking all snuggly and cuddly .

"Hi" he says with a lovesick look on his face as he looks at you . "Hi you" you respond returning the same look . " I know you don't want to talk about anything right now but just know im here whenever you're ready" .

Kirby just leans in and kisses you with so much passion that you feel his love through the kiss. " I can kiss you forever" he says " Yeah?" you say laughing a little only stopping when Kirby leans in and presses a kiss against your cheek. " Yeah I can . You think im lying " he says.

" I don't know I think I need more evidence " you say . " HA HA HA" he responds while smirking then his face turns serious . " Thank you so much for today baby" " Kirbs I didn't really do anything " " Probably to you but seeing you hold it together kept me sane while figuring things out , and I know it couldn't have been easy seeing me like that so thank you baby I love you so much" " I love you too Kirbs" you say as you kiss him one last time , before he kisses your head as you both fall asleep from the crazy turn of events.

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[flavored-soda]

the infamous kitchen ring cutter

Rating: R (18+) minors DNI

Warnings: Smut, it's basically just straight smut.

Word Count: 1.9k

Pairing: BuckTommy/Tevan/Kinley

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Summary: During a long sleepover at Evan's, Tommy finds his ring cutter while trying to make breakfast for them. When questioned about it, Tommy quickly realizes what "other stuff" Evan might need the ring cutter for.

“Evan?” He called out.

“Yea, babe?” The response came from the bathroom. The words echoed off the tile before making their way to Tommy’s ears. Evan was currently in the shower, having just got home from a workout.

The two were both off on their mandatory 48, their schedules finally lining up for once. They took the opportunity to spend it together for a two day sleepover. Tommy had come over last night after he got off his shift. The night was spent watching movies and cuddling. It was a nice change of pace from the chaos of being a firefighter. The two had fallen asleep in a tangle of each other’s limbs. They were equally lazy as they got up to start the day, but eventually, Evan insisted on getting a small workout in and Tommy offered to make breakfast. 

“Why do you have a ring cutter in your kitchen?” It was placed in a junk drawer of sorts. If Tommy hadn’t been searching the kitchen for a spatula, he probably wouldn’t have even found it.

“What?” He heard the door open and watched as Evan stepped out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel. He was rubbing another towel over his head.

“I asked why you have a ring cutter in your kitchen?” Tommy let his eyes roam over his boyfriend’s body, licking his lips at the sight.

“Oh. Um…” There was that adorable stutter, it only became more prominent when Evan was nervous. “It’s in case… that, uh, I need it.” 

Oh, he was trying to hide something. If there was one thing Tommy had learned in their time together so far was that Evan was a terrible liar. He stuttered and paused more than normal and he would always try to avoid eye contact. Occasionally, his voice would crack too. Tommy smirked.

“In case you need it?” He set down the ring cutter on the counter, having been holding it. 

“Mhm.” Evan responded, dropping the towel he was using for his hair. 

Tommy moved out from the island and started making his way towards his lover. 

“And what, exactly,  would you need it for? I’ve never seen you wear any rings, Evan.” He was almost standing in front of him. Evan was watching him, shifting his feet but never moving out of Tommy’s path.

“I don’t wear them often.” He swallowed and Tommy watched his Adam’s apple bob as he did. 

“Oh, that’s a shame.” He was standing in front of his boyfriend now, close enough to touch. He reached down and grabbed one of Evan’s hands, bringing it up and playing with his fingers.  “I bet you would look pretty in them.”

Evan took a sharp breath, pride ran through Tommy at the noise. He loved the effect that he had on the younger. How easily he could get him riled up, he had never been with someone so eager. It was intoxicating. 

Tommy moved in a little closer. The hand he was holding now had their fingers interlaced, the older’s other hand moving to his boyfriend’s waist. Evan’s other hand had moved to place onto the one of his waist. His eyes flicked down to Tommy’s lips and the other watched as his tongue darted out to wet his lips. Tommy gave him a smug smile before pushing in. Their lips meeting in a harsh kiss, pushing against one another.

Their fingers slipped from each other’s hold giving Tommy the chance to move both his hands to Evan’s hips. He used the position to walk his boyfriend back until his back hit the nearest wall, holding him against it. Evan moved his hands to Tommy’s hair and gave a soft tug. Tommy let out a soft gasp, giving his lover the opportunity to slip his tongue between his lips. Tommy may have a certain effect on Evan, but Evan had that same effect on him. The younger was skilled in figuring out just what touches made Tommy tick and it drove him wild. Evan gave his hair another sharp pull as if to drive the point home.

He pushed further into Evan, pressing his thumbs into his lover’s hips and slotting a leg between Evan’s. The movement caused the younger’s towel to become loose, the small piece of fabric that was separating Tommy from every inch of his boyfriend was starting to slip away the more heated the two got. Tommy pulled away with Evan’s bottom lip between his teeth, giving it a slight tug just to hear the other let out a groan. 

“Jesus Christ.” Evan moaned as Tommy pushed his thigh further into him. His boyfriend shifted, grinding down against him.

“Just Tommy is fine, baby.” He heard Evan give a soft chuckle before it was cut off by another moan. Tommy had moved from his lips to his neck, going straight for the sweet spot he found during their first makeout session. The older was equally skilled in making Evan tick.

He felt Evan’s hips start a rhythm against his thigh in response, he used the hold he still had on them to help guide him. The towel, the only solace that was keeping this makeout session at a PG-13 rating, had completely fallen away. Tommy pulled away from his boyfriend’s neck to watch the scene unfolding before him.

Evan was unbearably hard, the head of his cock red and slick with precum. Tommy’s pant leg had a small wet patch from it. There were small red marks from Tommy’s hands pressing into Evan’s hips that would surely form bruises later. The younger’s skin was flushed as a sheen of sweat started to surface. The sight was doing nothing for Tommy’s own erection that was straining against the crotch of his pajama pants. Evan was letting out a slew of noises that were only adding to Tommy’s arousal.

“Look at you, baby. You look so gorgeous like this.” Tommy said, switching between pressing soft kisses and new marks into his lover’s neck and shoulders. Evan wiggled against him, moving his hands to Tommy’s shoulders to get a better rhythm going.

“Would look prettier in a ring.” He mumbled out, letting out a whine to punctate the statement. Tommy let out a breathy chuckle.

“We can save that for next time, baby.” Tommy’s leg slipped from between Evan’s legs. resulting in whines and protests. “It’s okay, love, I got you.” One of his hands moved from the younger’s hip to his cock, ghosting his fingertips along the way. Evan bucked up into the touch.

“Fuck, please, Tommy.” 

The older moved his hand onto the base, starting with slow and languid strokes. Dragging his thumb over the slit to catch beads of precum and spread it down the length. The motion was pulling the most delicious noises from his boyfriend. He leaned back into a kiss, filthy as he swallowed down moans. He picked up his pace, moving his hand faster now. 

Evan was squirming against him, bucking his hips into Tommy’s touch and throwing his head back against the wall. The image of his boyfriend like this never failed to turn Tommy on. His own cock straining more against his boxers, almost becoming uncomfortable. He had half the mind to pull down his own waistband and start pumping himself in tandem with Evan. Almost as if his boyfriend read his thoughts, Evan moved a hand down to Tommy’s side, trying to anchor himself against Tommy’s unrelenting rhythm. He moved further down until he could slip it under one of the elastic of the older man’s boxers and PJs. Tommy let out his own groan as Evan’s hand brushed against him, fumbling to pull Tommy out of his confines.

“Holy fuck, baby.” It was his boyfriend’s turn to smirk. 

The intenseness of Evan’s touch was something that Tommy didn’t know he needed. It was heavy and sloppy but it was perfect in its goal of riling the older up. The new sensation caused the hand on his boyfriend’s cock to stutter. The younger didn’t even seem to notice as he fucked into Tommy’s hand with little moans and groans. And god, wasn’t that a sight?

Evan with his head thrown back against the wall, eyes nearly closed in pleasure and squeezing tight when there was a particularly good stroke. He would look at Tomm through his lashes, his cheeks flushed so red that it flowed down to his chest. The crane of his neck gave Tommy the perfect angle to place more bites and marks, and now gave the perfect view to watching all that handiwork start to bloom with color. All of it was punctuated with the other man’s hand on his own cock, hand attempting to move in time with his own thrusts into Tommy’s touch. 

“Fuck, Evan.” If his boyfriend wasn’t already so far gone he would’ve started teasing Tommy before picking up the pace. Instead, he groaned and tried to move his along the entirety of the older’s length, the keyword being tried. It was a sloppy and blind movement that elicited another moan from the older.

Tommy imagined Evan would be pretty smug with himself right now if he wasn’t chasing his orgasm. And Tommy could tell he was close. The moans and whispers of broken begging had turned to whines and rapid breaths. The younger’s chest was rising and falling faster and his hips were moving erratically. 

He moved his focus from the length of Evan’s cock to the head. He swiped his thumb over the slit repeatedly, letting his fingers close around the rest of the length. The new movement had Evan singing. His hips were starting to stutter more as he became more frantic, a string of “please, please, please” leaving his lips. The hand around Tommy’s length had more or less stalled its movements, relying on the older’s powerful thrusts to continue moving it.

At this point, they were both fucking into each other’s hands. Evan was closer to reaching his finish than Tommy, which only became even more evident as the younger’s hips stalled. A string of curses and “Tommy” escaping him has the ropes of cum shot onto his stomach and Tommy’s hand and shirt. The first time Tommy had ever seen him finish, it was apparent where he got the nickname “Firehose” from. 

Tommy wasn’t far behind him, working Evan through his orgasm while he thrust deeper into the other’s hand. A few catches of the head on his boyfriend’s fingers and he was spilling his own mess onto Evan and himself. Tommy’s hands had moved back to Evan’s hips, using them to hold himself up after his release all while stills holding his boyfriend against the wall. They both reveled in each other while they caught their breath. Then Evan let out a laugh, effectively breaking the enjoyable silence between them.

“I’m going to need another shower.” Tommy gave his own chuckle at that.

“I might join you. Go for round two and clean all this stickiness off.” Their cocks brushed together as Tommy shifted, they both winced. “Or maybe not.” 

“You can take a shower first. I can use the towel and clean up for now.” Evan said. Tommy gave him a small smile before leaning in for a soft kiss. 

“Alright, I’ll finish making breakfast when I get out.”

“And I’ll change and meet you in the kitchen.” 

They shared one more soft kiss before parting ways. And if Tommy noticed any “jewelry boxes” when he grabbed a towel from the linen closet, he didn’t mention it.

[footiehoemcfc]

We'll be Alright pt. 2

Okay so I was able to finish this part yesterday, I definitely think it will have four parts MAYBE 5 (only if I have time to make it longer) but i'm excited for you to read it! I was going to wait until I came back to post it but when I get back I have lots of stuff to do so bare with me for part 3 I promise it won't take much longer than a week. Thankyou for all the love on the first part :) Angst fic, tw none, 2.1k words PART 3 is on my masterlist!

The whole car drive back home was horrible. You started letting your thoughts get to you. Were you too dramatic? Was it too much to let all that out while he is struggling as well? Should you just suck it up and let the season end before talking about this? Maybe. However, the conversation escalated very quickly and before you know it you just let your heart out. When you got home, you thought of calling your best friend, but you didn’t. The last thing you wanted to do was recall everything that happened. You took everything out of your overnight bag, got showered, did your normal skin care routine and feel asleep with your headphones on listening to sad music. 

The night before you didn’t even bother to check your messages to see if Mason had asked if you got in okay. You were hoping he would text you today at least. You opened your messages and nothing, nothing from him at least. Sophia had texted you asking what your plans were for the weekend suggesting having a drink today at the new rooftop bar. You had nothing else to do at night and staying at home dwelling on what happened did not seem like a good plan. You agreed and put your phone down, ready to continue with more work stuff. You had to admit, it hurt that he hadn’t texted you. It sting you, normally if you guys would bicker or argue he would always text you something reassuring, but then again you said you were done. Did you mean it as a breakup? Not really, but how would he know.

Mason on the other hand did not get any sleep at all. He replayed your argument over and over again. He knew he fucked up, but he knew you were also right. All these big decisions, he hadn’t thought through them carefully yet. It kind of bugged him you knew him like the back of your hand. He knows you know how he feels just by simply looking at him. Since he was injured and it was game day, he decided to just stay home and watch the game there. He had meetings with other agents in the morning and his mom was coming over later in the day. Watching the game he thought about texting you, but he didn’t know if you needed space or if you were even together still. He didn’t text, opting for giving you space for the weekend. 

Mason heard the front door open and saw his mom come in. Still on the couch watching the game, he got up and greeted her “Hi mom” with a smile, a sad one. “Hi darling” Debbie said smiling and hugged him. He noticed she stared at him for a little bit and knew she could tell something was wrong. You and his mom had that in common, you could read him so easily. “Why didn’t you go to the bridge today?” “I had a meeting 30 minutes before kick off and would not make it in time, also thought it would be nice to stay in”. They both sat down on the couch and continued watching the game for a little bit until Debbie spoke again “I thought y/n would be here today, where is she, how is she?” she asked smiling. You and Debbie had a great relationship and Mason loved it. You would always have coffee dates and in big family gatherings you would always stick with her because it felt more safe. Mason stopped looking towards the tv to respond, “Yea she’s alright, she’s home busy doing work stuff” “My gosh that poor girl works all the time, last time I saw her she said it was taking a toll on her” “Yea I know”. Mason didn’t know what to say. After last night, the only thing he could think of when he thought of you was the fight. “Mhm” “What is it” “Mason Mount, I gave birth to you, do you think I don’t know you?” Shit. He knew she could sense something was off. I mean if he was going to get advice on his relationship, he never thought his mom would be the first option but here they were. “It’s nothing, we just had a bit of an argument last night” he placed the remote down on the table, got up to make some tea. He knew his mom would not just be satisfied with that, he knew she would be here all afternoon interrogating him so the tea was necessary. Mason and his mom talked about it, for a while. “Listen darling, I’m your mom and I won’t tell you what to do in your relationship. You two work together, and lately you haven’t and that is not a crime. You two are allowed to fight, to make mistakes, to get annoyed, however, in a relationship you owe it to each other to try and fix it and make it work. Give her space, trust me she is probably thinking about you too. And as with the contract, honey whatever you decide to do will be the best option, but make sure it’s what you want.” Mason felt a lot better talking to his mom. She really understood him and having spent time with you too, she knew you would appreciate exactly what she had said. 

It was 9 pm and you were just finishing getting ready to go out with Sophia. You had worked all day so had little to no time to think about Mason. You knew it would come up tonight. Sophia was one of your best friends and whenever both of you had issues with Mason or Kai you were there for each other. You ordered your uber and just as you were about to leave, Mason texted you. You opened your messages to read, “Hi my love, I wanted to give you space today and I knew you had a lot of work so that’s why I didn’t text sooner. I know it’s weird between us right now but whenever you’re ready to talk I’m here”. A wave of relief hit you, you wanted him to text you, so you knew it was not over completely. You didn’t want to answer yet though. The uber arrived and got in it to go to the bar. When you arrived, Sophia was already there. She greeted you with a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. You loved nights like this, were you and her could talk about online drama, funny TikTok’s you saw and just catch up on everything especially since you had not seen her for a while. It was nearly 11 pm, you had no idea where time went by. “When should we do it then?” Sophia asked. Both of you thought it would be a good idea to spend the weekend at the Soho farmhouse, mainly her but you weren’t sure since you didn’t know when you and Mason were going to be good again. “I don’t know, maybe next weekend” “Yea we’ll have to check with them to see how their scheduling is. And we should also tell Chilly and his new girl, I met today at the bridge she is very sweet you will like her.” “Great yea, the more the merrier” you said smiling. “Okay it’s been two hours, I’ve been holding in asking you because I thought you would already tell me but what’s wrong?” You sighed knowing you had to remember everything form yesterday and tell her. You told her everything from the fight, to work to family issues and to how you were feeling. “Babe, why didn’t you tell me you were feeling like this?” “I don’t know I feel like I don’t even have time to think about myself”. The mix of alcohol and remembering last night made you tear up a bit. Sophia hugged you, “I know its tough now and yea he fucked up but I am 100% sure he already knows. I feel bad for him too because he is going through a lot too. But you guys are a couple, partners, boyfriend and girlfriend. You two just need to talk. You already told him how you felt, he needs to tell you how he feels because I’m sure he has been holding it in too. You two will get through it I promise.” You looked at her with a sad smiled and hugged her tight. 

You arrived home at 12 pm. Before falling asleep you decided to text Mason back, you knew he would be freaking out since you hadn’t responded. “Hey, I kind of figured. I feel like we both need time to think, but I love you and we’ll talk when were ready” he responded very quickly with a heart and an “I love you too” which put a smile on your face. You knew he was eager to see you and talk to you, so were you but you were right you both need time. You need to think about how to manage work better, your family and how to fix things with him and make him open up to you. He needs to think about how to open up to you, think about his future and think about the upcoming games and prepare.

4 days had passed since that night. You were busy with work still, but you were finding different ways to handle it and asked your boss for more help on the projects you were assigned. Mason had been doing some light training. The conversation he had with his mom put him at ease and made him think about the whole situation better. Your conversation with Sophia also helped a lot and it gave a new perspective on this whole thing. During these 4 days without seeing each other both of you had time to think, and you were still texting each other simple “Hellos” or just casual conversations. But it was not the same as before and it hurt both of you. Both of you just wanted to go back together to how it was. It hadn’t even been a week but it felt like torture. 

After coming home from work, you saw Sophia’s close friend story. It was a picture of her two dogs in Mason’s backyard. Weird, she would’ve told you she was seeing Mason. You didn’t think too much about it and hopped on the shower. Once you were done you checked your phone and had multiple messages. Sophia had created a group chat called “SOHO”. Fuck. Well that explained why she was at Mason’s house, they were probably planning the weekend with Kai and Chilly. If they really wanted to do it soon, it meant you and Mason would probably still be in a weird place. Sophia sent a message saying, “Okay I just added Ben and Alix, I made the reservation for this weekend Friday through Saturday so we should leave all together early in the morning to spend the whole day there and leave like 5 pm Saturday?” Everyone responded with thank yous and yes. This Friday? So, you had what, two days to try and talk to Mason? It was not going to be possible. You were trying to finish everything during the week from work so you had the weekend free and had to visit your family so seeing him would be impossible. Would it be awkward to see him until Friday and act as if nothing happened? Maybe. But you had no choice really. As you were finishing reading all the messages form the road trip, Mason sent you one “Will you be able to go?” you started typing “Yes I can go, although I won’t be able to see you until Friday”. You plopped your phone on your bed and finished getting ready for bed. When you came back to lay down on your bed, Mason had already responded “That’s okay love, I’ll see you Friday. I love you, we’ll be alright.” That melted your heart so much. It made you more confident in how you two were dealing with this little break if you can call it that. You replied with an I love you too and went to bed. 

The rest of the week you continued grinding out at work, trying to finish everything so you had nothing to worry about while you were away. On thursday you were able to visit your family, which was something you were dreading. It turned out to be surprisingly nice, and you felt better about the whole situation. You were very optimistic about the trip, you thought it would be a good idea to have some time just with Mason during one of the two days. You started looking at it in a better light now that you had kind of solved two big problems in your life, now you had to solve the most important.

[nattinatalia]

Jack Harlow x Reader : MISCOMMUNICATIONS

Extra thanks to the wonderful @harlowcomehome for helping me with this one 🫶🏻

“Can you just please relax for a bit, you’re overreacting.”

“I told you last night to take out the trash cans and you didn’t. I had to run almost butt naked, into the cold to take them out before the trash passed.” You tell your husband as you change into some comfortable clothes after your shower.

“Again you’re overreacting babe. I got home tired from being in the studio and doing interviews all day. The last thing on my mind was taking out the trash.” He tells you, getting annoyed and putting on his shoes.

“Okay fine.” You put on your hoodie and go to your nightstand and grab your cell phone. “Don’t forget you promised Mia you’d take her to the game with you.”

“Shit.” he whispers, but you obviously heard him.

You then turn to look at him “What do you mean shit? Jackman did you honestly forget?”

He sighs “A lot has been on my mind. I told the boys we would hangout before and after the game, obviously none of the activities are child approved.”

You take a deep breath. “So don’t go out tonight” you shrug. “One night without your friends won’t hurt you.”

“She can’t stay with you? I’ll make it up to her tomorrow or something. Plus she’ll probably get bored.”

“Jack, today is Ezequiel’s ear appointment so I can’t take her with me. Did you forget about that too?”

“Why are you picking fights right now? I’ve been busy with work. Tour just ended. You’ve been home all week doing nothing. Cut me some slack.”

You scoff. “Wow, being at home and taking care of our kids is doing nothing now? And you know damn well I’ve been on the road too and I’ve taken the kids with me because that’s what we agreed on. But yea, I’ll cut you some slack.” You walk out of your shared bedroom and go see if your kids are awake.

Since tour ended and Jack came home he’s been acting differently, forgetting little things, even big important things. It’s been like that for a week now. You usually don’t say anything because maybe it’s just him adjusting to being home, but this morning was the last straw.

It’s like he’s doing anything to just not be home and that’s breaking your heart a little.

“Good morning my beautiful babies, are you two ready for breakfast?” You ask your daughter and son who were in their playroom. They probably woke up and decided to come play before breakfast.

“Yes please.”

“Uhum mama.”

You smile “What are we in the mood for? Pancakes or waffles?”

“French toast?” Mia suggests

“Yess toasty please.” EZ says.

“Okay I’ll work on that. Meanwhile pueden recoger sus juguetes por favor? We have a busy day ahead of us.”

Ez nods.

“Mama, I chose my outfit for the game with daddy.” Mia tells you excited, she then turns to look behind you and smiles “Daddy, can I take my swear jar? I know tíos will say naughty words.”

You turn to look at Jack but he doesn’t answer her, so you face your daughter. “Mia, bug. Daddy won’t be able to take you today. You’ll be with cheesy and me.”

Mia then looks at Jack with a sad face on her then to you. “But he promised mama.”

You smile and nod, “I know baby, but something came up. But we can do lots of fun things today, you and Ezequiel get to decide where we go.”

She nods “Okay, but can I help you with breakfast then?”

You nod, “Of course, go wash your hands and I’ll meet you in the kitchen.”

You look at your son “Recoge tus juguetes y regreso en cinco minutos.”

He nods and before you exit the playroom you see him do what you asked him to.

You walk into the kitchen and start prepping for breakfast, you can feel your husband's eyes on you.

“I thought you couldn’t take Mia with you?” He asks you.

“I called and rescheduled for Monday, Mia will be in school while I take Ezequiel to his appointment.”

You start taking out the eggs, butter, milk, and fruit out of the refrigerator. You also check on Ezequiel and see he was done with his little chores and bring him into the kitchen and hand him cut out fruit to eat while you cook.

“I’m ready mommy.” Mia says walking into the kitchen.

“Alright let’s start cooking.”

*******

“That was yummy for my tummy, thanks yous mommy and Mia.” Ezequiel says. “Good huh daddy?”

“Yea little man, it was delicious.” Jack tells his son.

You smile but your daughter answers him “You’re very welcome Ez cheesy.”

“Okay my little monsters, I’ll pick up here and then we’ll head out to start our fun day.” You get up from the table and start washing dishes and cleaning the kitchen.

“I’ll do the dishes and pick up here.”

“I’m good, thanks though.”

“Y/N, go get the kids ready, I’ll finish here.”

Deciding on not picking a fight, you go and do that without saying a word to your husband.

Once you were done getting the kids ready you head to the living room and see Urban and Clay were there.

“Nino tay.” Ezequiel yells and runs to your brother in law.

“It’s Clay, Ezequiel.” Mia corrects him with a sass.

“My favorite little guy, and it’s okay Mia bug he can call me Nino Tay.” Clay says while carrying him.

“Hi Nino Urby.” Mia hugs him.

“Hi princess, are you ready for today? Better bring that swear jar. You know people might be yelling out bad words.”

Mia looks confused “Mommy said daddy won’t take me because something came up. I’m having fun day with cheesy and mama.”

Urban then looks at you in confusion, you shrug but don’t say anything. You weren’t someone who would air your problems to your friends or family. So you weren’t about to tell Urban that your husband forgot he had promised your daughter he would take her and spend the day with her.

“Tio Urban and Tio Tay, you have fun day wif us?” Ezequiel asks.

You smile “Tus tíos están ocupados mijo, otro día será.”

He nods, you look at Clay and Urban, “Can you watch them while I go get some stuff from upstairs real quick?”

“Yeah, take your time.” Clay says.

You then walk into your bedroom to grab your purse and keys. Then go to the kids bedroom to get some stuff for them.

“So why isn’t Mia going with us?.” Urban goes into the kitchen and asks Jack. “I thought today Ezequiel had his ear appointment?.”

That makes Jack sigh “I forgot.”

“I figured when you started throwing suggestions for places to hang out after the game. But I thought you would have remembered eventually, that’s why Clay and I told the guys we would be doing something kid friendly.” Urban says.

“I was a bit of a dick to Y/N. So now she rescheduled EZ’s appointment to have Mia with her.”

“So have them join us, Neelam made sure they had toys and stuff so the kids could be entertained. Plus, Cassie would love to have her cousins there.”

“I’m not going to that, Ezequiel can’t handle being in a rowdy and loud crowd right now.” You answer for Jack as you walk into the kitchen.

They both look at you. “Then we can take Mia.”

You shrug “She’s fine with me, but it’s up to Jack and Mia.” You grab some baby carrots and place them in a ziplock bag and grab some boxed apple juice for the kids. “I’ll see you guys later, we’re heading out.”

“Nińos están listos?”

“Yes”

“Si.”

“Alright, díganle adiós a sus padrinos y a su papá.” You tell them and wait for them by the door while they say bye to the men.

“Mia, do you still wanna come to the game with us?” Jack asks her.

“But you're busy.”

“You can come. I forgot that’s all and I’m sorry for that.”

Mia smiles in understanding, looks at her brother then to you. “Is ok, I’ll go with mommy and Cheesy.”

That has Jack frowning “You sure? You were excited to go. You’ll probably fill up your jar.”

Mia shrugs.

“Babygirl, it’s okay if you want to go with your dad. It’s also okay if you come with Ez and me.” You assure your daughter. “You decide, baby.”

“I was excited to go with you dad but now I wanna go with mama and cheesy.” Mia tells her dad.

“Okay princess it’s fine. I promise tomorrow you and I will do something special.”

“Pinky promise?” She holds out her pinky “You can’t do it if you don’t mean it.”

Jack nods and holds out his pinky “I promise.”

“Okay let’s get going kids.” You say. “You guys have fun.”

You finally make it out the door without another word and go and fix your kids into their car seats.

“Y/N wait.”

You finish buckling the kids up, make sure the child lock is set and close the door.

“We really have to go, I’m supposed to meet up with your mom.”

“I’m sorry, I was a jerk earlier.”

You nod “Yeah you were.”

He looks behind you to look into the car, then back at you. “I’m sorry I forgot about today, the last thing I want to do is disappoint you or the kids.”

“You’ve been doing that lately though. Every chance you get to be away from home, you take. I know it’s not easy being home and doing nothing, but you promised once tour ended that you’d be present and we’d take a family vacation. That’s the main reason why I’m not working right now. You’ve been home a week now and out of that week you’ve been back, you’ve been with your friends, Friends you travel with.”

“I know and I’ll do better.”

You nod “Show me, don’t just tell me.” You open the car door and get inside. “I’ll take Mia for a bit, then drop her off with you. I know she really wants to go but her feelings are hurt.”

He nods “I love you, be safe.”

“You too.”

You drive off without another word, and head to meet up with your mother in law and take the kids for some fun outdoor activities.

Once you left with the kids, Jack was left standing in the driveway feeling like shit. For breaking his daughters promise, to not remembering his sons very important doctor appointment, and saying hurtful things to you. But the cherry on top was you not saying you loved him back.

No matter if you two are fighting, or having an misunderstanding, you two will always say I love you back.

He needed to fix this and fix it quick.

**********

After three hours, you arrive at the football game to drop off Mia with her dad. Maggie stayed behind with Ezequiel and you’ll meet them at the local frozen yogurt shop.

“Oh oh, here’s trouble.” KY says when he spots you and Mia walking in.

“Who’s trouble mama?”

You shrug “Ese seńor está loco, no le hagas caso.”

You both giggle.

“Pop pop is here.” Mia says and runs up to your father in law.

Jack is walking towards you now. “Hey, thanks for bringing her.”

You nod “Half way through our day she admitted she wanted to come”

He smiles “I made sure to bring her jar.”

You smile “She’ll love that.” you look at your daughter and see her laughing with her grandpa and her tio Clay.

“Well I’m heading out, I’m meeting with your mom and Ezequiel. Have fun with Mia.”

“Wait, can we talk?” He follows you out of the room.

“I really don’t want to talk about this morning in a public place where someone can hear.”

“I booked the box next door also, let’s go in there.”

He opens the door next to the one all of your friends and daughter are in, so you go inside and wrap your arms around you.

“Can we hurry? I need to get to Ezequiel and your mom.”

He makes a face at that, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re trying to get away from me.”

You shrug, “I’m not a fan of your recent actions so yeah, maybe I don’t want to be near you right now.”

“I deserve that, and I’m sorry for how I’ve been acting lately. There’s no excuse for that and I’m not going to stand here and try to make one up.” He says, sounding sincere.

“I know you would never lie or make something up, I can agree on that. I’m just all over the place with the kids and you not being present with me or the kids.”

He nods, “I promise you to do better. This weekend we can go on our family get away. Then by the end of the month we’re going away, just the two of us for our anniversary.”

You’re shocked so you look up at him, “You remembered?”

He smiles, “Baby, it’s our anniversary. I may have been forgetting other things, but I would never forget the moment I married the love of my life. A getaway won’t fix things but it’s a start. Time to focus on us.”

You go up to him, wrapping your hands around his neck. “I think that’s perfect. I really do miss you.”

He brings you in closer and pecks your lips a few times. “I miss you too mamas, and again I’m sorry for how I’ve been acting.”

You shake your head, “No more apologizing, let’s move forward.”

“Moving forward it is then.” He tightens his hold on you.

“I can’t believe you thought I would forget about our anniversary, I’m wounded by that.” He jokes.

“You sir, forget to wear your glasses ninety percent of the time.” you tell him laughing.

He shakes his head, “I can’t deny that” he says chuckling.

***********

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[deadpool15]

Getting Even

"Come on baby, I said I was sorry. Like 12 fucking times". Lusher said as she keeps trying to grab on me. See, any other time, I would allow her to touch me because usually she can't ever keep her hands to herself. But not this time. "Yea, because I should totally accept your I'm sorry Morgan, let me fuck you to make it better. Or better yet, let's completely forget about the issue cause Lusher can do no wrong." She looks at me scowling, "I never said that Mor." "You didn't fucking have to you made it very clear when you refuses to read thr fucking room."

Flashback

"Bro, I'm surprised that you and Lusher even got together. I mean, she would constantly ask you ok in high-school remember that. He got rejected every time, kinda crazy to see the infamous heart throb get her ass rejected." I just looked at him laughing, I was slightly tipsy. Not drunk, considering I wanted to have a good time but not have to deal with the after effects of that good time in the morning. Lusher went to the bathroom a couple of minutes ago, then came back talking about her meeting up with her crew. He told me to come over when I was done. So I make my way over to them, I don't remember who this guy was, I've been trying to get away from this conversation for the longest. Eventually, I managed to worm my way through the crowd.

It takes me about a minute for me to find the girls until I spot Bada towering over a group of people. Yeah, wherever she goes, they go. I make my way over to them until I spot Lusher dancing with some fucking girl. "Who the fuck is that bitch," I see Bada turn around and spot me with a nervous look. I'm glad she knows that I'm about to beat a bitch up right now. I try to go over there before Lusher sees me and throws a wave in my direction, and starts to walk towards me. "Hey, baby, what's up." I raise my chin slightly to look up at her a bit. "You are not fucking serious right now, please tell me your not that fucking slow." She stands there looking confused for what feels like an hour.

"Oo, you mean the dance? It was just a dance baby. I was actually going to go look for you, so we can dance together." I stare at her trying to hard not to fucking trip in this club. "You were going to go look for me. Really? Wow, nice to know that I'm a second fucking option in my own relationship. You know what? I'm not even gonna get mad." She looks at me trying to figure out what she did wrong, "Baby, I'm confused. What's wrong? And you're not a second option. I just wanted to dance with you. I mean, i dance with people all the time, get used to it." She says sort of joking but I can tell she getting annoyed. "You're right, I'm going home. Hope that bitch knows your address like she knows your body, cause your not riding with me."

Present

I continue getting the details of the hang put while I'm going around the room getting ready. I put on the sluttiest dress I cancfind after getting out the shower. And realize Lusher is still going about being fake sorry. I walk out the bathroom with the lotion in hand still naked with a towel wrapped around my body and sit on the bed go lather my legs. She stood in front of me, grabbed the body, and squeezed some in her hand. He slowly starts to put in on my legs, making sure to caress and kiss on each part of my calfs. I look down at her, see any other time I would've just given right into these little tricks. Not tonight, though. Tonight is about getting even. "That's cute. Thanks for the help, but I've got places to be, baby."

I make sure to overly pronounce the last word just to piss her off even more. I leave her right in that position, still squatting on the floor, looking mad as shit. I guess, eventually, she calms down enough to remember what I said. "Places to be? Where the fuck are you going? We are still discussing something important, Morgan." I continue to put on the dress while starting my makeup and listening to her speak. "No, you are speaking. You told me to get over it. So, I am over it." I finish the final touches on my makeup and make my way out of the bathroom.

"No, you're not going out. We aren't done talking, and you aren't over it. And what the fuck are you wearing?" I look down and smile up at her, "A dress baby." "To hell it is, it's basically a piece of fucking string I can see your ass." I try to walk around her and get my keys. Right when she grabs me by my hips, "Come on baby. I am so fucking sorry. You were right, and I was wrong. Please." I stare at her, smiling evily. "It's ok sweetie", she said , relieved before I told her. "But I'm still going out and having fun in this dress simply because I want to now, bye." I move around her, grabbing my key, running out the apartment before she can start again.

I had been out for about an hour or two taking a shot after shot straight to the hand. I danced with everyone who came up to me pretty much. I was having the time of my life. Until one of my friends said something about calling my girlfriend. Apparently, I was too drunk, so after I told them no. I walked into the bathroom to wash my face. I went then decided to use the bathroom while I was in there, and I heard someone come in. I didn't really give a shit. Until I stepped out the stall and saw low and behold, "Lusher?" She rushes up to me and starts checking all around my body. "Are you ok, I know when you get drunk, you get clumsy, baby. Speak to me Morgan, fuck." I look at her dazed and nodding my head. Shit I'm sober already. She smiles at me for about a second.

Then, she grabs me and pins me to the door, making sure to lock it. What if people have to use the bathroom." She reaches her hand out and grips my neck. Man, this is hot. "You think I would give a singular fuck about some random have to piss. No, this is about me and you, and I advise you to take those pretty ass panties off before I make you scream for this entire place to hear. Would you like that, for everyone to know what a stubborn slut my girlfriend is?." One of her fingers have made there way to rubbing my clit, while the other slowly starts to fuck itself into me. "If I would've known this, was your reaction that I would've done this ages go." I say smirking.

Until she hits that magical spit inside of me, casting me to grab her hand and hold my neck and scream. She moves to be pressed against my back while continuing to abuse that spot. "Of course you would. Fucking slut only thinking about being filled up, huh? I heard you were out here just throwing you ass on everyone. Like I haven't taught you better than that." I start to moan out loud not giving a single fuck about how loud I am, maybe the speakers will cancel it out. But I can't think to long about anything when she is fucking the shit out of me. "Fuck, baby... shit..m right there." I don't know, seemed I got to teach you manners again."

[jackmanbj]

Gender Reveals

it was 5:30am thursday, october 5th. the day or your gender reveal .

“y/n..baby turn off the alarm..” jack groaned “no j wake up, we need to get ready. my cousin should start setting up for the reveal around 6am-7am” “ugh fine, come on lets go shower”

-

you and jack took a hour long shower so by the time you got out it was already 6:34am

“jack hurry and get ready, we need to go meet my parents and yours today remember?” “nope i forgot all about that, what time do we need to meet your parents?” “8:30” “what about mine?” “10:30” “ok start getting dressed”

-

by the time you and jack were done getting dressed it was 7:45 “jack come on so were not late, i couldn’t get even do my make up..” “its fine baby you look gorgeous promise, now lets go”

you and jack were in the car listening to music and your favorite song happiness over everything came on and you sung it the whole way there

-

you let yourself in with the extra key you had to see your mom and dad sitting on the couch “hi mommy and dad!” “aww hi my baby” you mom hugged you and got up to hug jack “hello sweetheart” “hello mrs. Y/L/N” “jack i told you call me mom!” “sorry mom!” “dad say hello or something!” “no” “did i do som-?” “no jack you didn’t do anything he’s just mad you got me pregnant” “oh..sorry..?” “jack don’t apologize, he’ll get over it”

you and jack ended up leaving early because of the way your dad was acting

“what did i even do, he told me i had his trust right? why is he acting like that..?” “jack hunny im sorry about him.. lets just forget it and go to mama maggies place?” “uhm..yea of course..” “jack im serious let it go” “baby i need your dad approval to marry you.. i cant let anything go..” “well let it go. hes going to come around promise..” “ok, lets go to my mom house

-

once you pulled up to maggies home she was waiting outside with muffins jack had asked het to have ready for you

“hi y/n!” “hi mom!!” “here these are for you” maggie handed you some strawberry muffins “aw thank you!”

jack was standing by the car, just watching how good you and his mom got along and he loved it.

after a while of you and maggie talking you and jack had to leave to get ready for a photoshoot urban wanted to do for you.

once you and jack got into the car you couldn’t help but notice how jack was still feeling uneasy “jack..baby promise me you’ll not let my dad ruin your day.. ill even tell him not to come to the general reveal if it will make things better” “what? no! baby im fine i just need a minute to relax about the whole thing but don’t tell him not to come, that will make things worse. how ‘bout this, if he makes me uncomfortable then well see about him leaving, but for now he’s definitely coming” “ok baby boy”

-

once you and jack arrived at urban’s studio you changed your outfit into what urban suggested and you started with some family pictures “jack! hold her stomach not her tits!” “urban shut the fuck up and take the pictures” “jack get your hand off my tits so the pictures come out right, and your paying urban for this right?” “nope” “jack! urban ill cashapp you!” “its fine y/n, i wanted to do it!” “ill cashapp you urban” “okk”

once you were done taking all you pictures you started to get hungry so you asked jack to go get some food with you “j can we go get some food?” “yea wait a second” jack ended up staying 30 minutes longer then a second and you were growing annoyed so you left by yourself, without telling anyone, in jacks car.

jack was blowing up your phone he had called you probably 30 times but you were picking up your food and didnt want to be rude to the lady so you just waited to call him back.

as soon as you called jack back and were on your way back jack was very pissed at you, and you could hear it through the tone of his voice “where are you? are you crazy! why didnt you tell me you were trying to go somewhere? y/n come back now!” “jack chill, im on my way back, i was hungry and you ignored me so i went to get some canes” “y/n baby were going home as soon as you get here” “fine”

once you got there jack was outside waiting looking like an angry mother.

you hopped out the drivers side making your way to the passenger side while jack started walking to the car.

“y/n, dont ever, ever! pull that shit again” “whatever” you continued eating your food tuning our whatever jack was saying “y/n i’m serious you could have got hurt” “im sorry j, can i just eat without being yelled at now??” “fine”

-

once you and jack got home you were about dont with your food so you went to you and jacks shared bedroom and put on a movie for you guys to watch until 3:00, the time on the baby shower, it was only 12:30 so you and jack decided on avatar.

you of course fell asleep so jack put the blanket up to your chest and hugged you closer on him while he finished the movie.

once the movie was over he work you up and it was around 2:30.

“baby wake up its 2:30” “2:30?! why didnt you wake me up earlier!” you hurried and got out of bed and started to get ready, touching up the makeup from your photoshoot and putting on a pink and white dress while jack decided he was going to wear whatever color you wore. so he put on a pink and white suit.

by the time you were dressed people had already started making their way to the gender reveal so you hurried up and got in the car as quickly as possible.

“jack come on!” “im coming

-

once you and jack finally made it to the reveal you started talking to some of your younger cousins while jack was playing with your nephew, he looked so good with kids.

once you were done talking to family you went over a found your way to jack.

“hi baby” “hi j, what time are we doing thr reveal again?” “around 5:30, its starting soon its about 5 right now” “ok baby boy”

people started gathering around you and jack by the ‘oh baby’ sign and handing you both poppers that had the babies gender in them

“3! 2! 1!” you and jack twisted the poppers and pink came out.

“OH MY GOD JACK!” jack came hug you from behind kissing all over you “baby, we have to start getting baby names ready” “ok but thats not important right now!”

everyone had left to go the the common area and started celebrating while you and jack stated out side for a minute looking at the pink confetti on the ground.

“im going to be a girk dad..” “ ‘n in going to be a girl mom.” you and jack both started laughing and thinking about shopping for babies until maggie brought you in for cake.

everyone around you started hugging bring in to you and jack “were so proud of you y/n!” “thank you guys so much for coming!”

after eating everyone started leaving so you and jack went home when everybody was gone

-

“come on jack lets go shower then we can watch movies” “ok, but your just gunna fall asleep during the movie” “i wont!” “whatever baby, come on”

-

after the shower you and jack picked out scream 1 to watch, you stayed up for the whole movie because you loved scream and jack was surprised, but after the second movie you fell asleep in jacks arms so he moved everything off you and onto the floor and cuddled into you.

“goodnight sweet girls, i love yall.”

(a/n sorry if the ending feels rushed, it kinda was because i didnt know what to write..)

[sips-tea-cutely]

Bathing together for the first time

osamu dazai, chūya nakahara

cw: a lil nsfw, implied sh (osamu), maki strayed off topic and ranted…

@your--local--freak

#Osamu Dazai

despite how flirtatious he is usually, i think he’d only do this really later into the relationship (1 1/2 year?) it’s something dazai considers pretty intimate and we all know how dazai is with intimacy…

would be more into showers? honestly, he doesn’t have a bias. it isn’t cause he’s rushing to work or anything it’s just that a shower has more freedom to tug at your waist and maybe even a quickie before work 🫶

the first time would be after a long mission. after meeting him at cafe uzumaki, you noticed how whiny and exhausted the brunette was. “haah… my legs are like spaghetti~… darling, please carry me~” he groans. arriving home, he flops on the dining table while you start to prepare a bath for him— going all out too; bath salts, aromatherapy candles, im so jealous </33

dragging a whiny detective who is, not to mention 5’9 is not an easy task. “i was re- eh? is—is this for me?!” he exclaimed. “well, yea it’s not like im showing you a bath i made for myself…” you whisper sarcastically, stealing a giggle from the detective. “hm, do you know what would make me the happiest? if you[!] joined me <3. don’t blush like that, you’ve seen me naked plenty of times” he teasingly frowned.

getting into the bath with you, he dips his whole body in, almost as if he’s trying to drown himself… just kidding, dear~! quietly snickering, he moves back up so that most of his chest is visible, dozens of scars on his shoulders and a prominent slash on his stomach, despite knowing him for years over, it is now you realize how truly little you know about him.

“darling! did no one tell you it’s rude to stare? my…” he grumbles lightheartedly before laughing. his laughs soon die out though once he realizes you aren’t laughing. imagine the mafia prodigy’s shock when you wrapped yourself tightly around him while lightly tracing the faded wounds collected over the years.

laying his head to rest on the bath’s counter, his senses are filled with the overwhelming scent of lavender while his heart tightens in fear and comfort. nothing like this has ever happened to dazai, what should he do in such a situation like this? despite his fear of being loved, this was just to resplendent to avoid, he needed more of these affections, more from you.

despite how scared of love he is, he wants more, call him greedy, call him selfish— all that matters is that you’ll be there to love him just as he will the same

#Chuuya Nakahara

he’d suggest pretty early in on the relationship (after 2-4 weeks of living together). he’s relatively open to anything romantic since well, it’s you! you’re just too lovely to say no to <3

prefers baths! of course, he wouldn’t turn down showering with you either, considering his line of work, any kind of affection is better than nothing. however, he does find baths together much more romantic especially if some slow jazz is playing

ok in the first bullet, i lied. he didn’t really suggest per se, but was pushed into a corner tbh. he came back home quite late and didn’t hear his 4 different alarms ringing and by the time he woke up— shit, it’s already 10! if he didn’t come in by 11:30, mori would probably kick his ass back and forth </33

ah! you were just preparing for your shift as well, mind if he… slides into your shower? wink wink 🤭🤭

he quickly explained his situation to you and being a lovely s/o, agreed <33. honestly rushed it since he was late and all but it was kinda hot seeing steam rush out of the shower as water poured on you both, his silky hair damp as his slim fingers run through them…

later in the day, he felt rlly bad since he’s a sucker for romance and that was just… not it. during his lunch break he went out to a belgian store near his favorite bar and bought some chocolates as well as a bouquet of white orchids, the flowers of apology (totally didn’t choose a for a family member flower to foreshadow marriage thats so wack….)

‘came back on break. wtf is this [insert picture]’ ‘oh i felt bad abt this morning… might not be able 2 go in during ur break tho ig…’ ‘omg how abt u join me later then and make it up to me? 🥰’ ‘[…] so im thinking ill come home a quarter to 11’

despite the conversation, he really did mean everything. having a dangerous job and not to mention constantly putting you in danger is a red flag, the least he could’ve done was be the ideal boyfriend to you, right? no, it’s time to stop thinking like that. love isn’t walking on eggshells with spikes on them; love is unconditional and loyal, it loves no matter the flaws or imperfections. and, god if that isn’t the most romantic thing in the world… 💖

[roosterscockpit]

His Little Girl | Bradley Bradshaw x reader P. 11 

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Hey babes, I am finally back! I had so much fun these past couple of days for work. I hope you all enjoyed the last chapter. I'm sorry for the hurt 😭 I promise it gets better. I love you all and thank you for continuing to read my story! Happy reading and enjoy! 💕

A/n: How could Bradley leave us like that? Thank god Penny was there for us... I wonder if we are going to recover from this. I hope we do.

Work Count: 2.6k

Warnings: cursing, sadness, angst, slight depressive actions, mentions death (if any that I missed please let me know!)

y/n/n: Your nick name

Please don't take my work, I will find you. 

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After Penny finished cleaning up the bar, she gave you a ride home. She gave you a big hug and you stumbled into the house. You went to your daughter’s room to make sure she was in bed, and she was. Sound asleep. You closed her door and went into your bathroom to shower. You turned on the water and the fan so that Bri or your daughter couldn’t hear your sobs. You got into the shower and began to cry. You sat down and let the hot water run over you. You couldn’t find the strength to get up. You stayed sitting on the floor while you washed your hair, and your body. When you were finished you sat there until the water ran cold. You finally got out of the shower and just stood there looking at yourself. You looked like hell. 

You finally went to your room and put on some comfy clothes. You sat in bed, you were so overwhelmed. You couldn’t think straight. Surely you’d just get over it, right? It’s not like he’s never hurt you before. But you knew deep down inside there was a possible chance you wouldn’t. This time was different. Lives were at stake this time. You didn’t want your possible last time seeing him to be like this. Your heart wrenched at the thought of never seeing him again. Never getting to properly meet his little girl. You hated him. Why did he have to be so good? Why did he have to be so fucking good at what he did? Why did he have to be part of that damn 1%? Surely Mav couldn’t send him, right? No, he couldn’t. He couldn’t lose him either. He couldn’t lose his son. But if he didn’t, Bradley would never forgive him. You cried harder and it was becoming impossible to keep quiet. You heard a knock at your door. You stopped crying immediately.

As normal as you could, you called out. “Yes?”

“Hey y/n. It's Austin. Is everything okay?” He said through the door.

“Oh Shit.” You said quietly.  You wiped your boogers from your face and the tears from your eyes. What the hell was he doing here? And where the hell was he even at? “Yea I’m okay!”

Austin: “Could I come in?” He said with concern.

You closed your eyes and sighed. “Yes, you can.”

He then came through your door, looking up at you and immediately started to run to you.

Austin: “Oh my gosh, Darlin. What happened?” He sat next to you and pulled you into him. He was holding you so close and so tight. 

You started to cry. “What are you doing here?” 

He chuckled. “Bri invited Billy and I over earlier. She said you went out with some friends. They left a little while ago to go grab some snacks and I stayed back with Leia because she fell asleep while we were all watching movies.” He was playing with your hair and still holding you. 

He kissed the top of your head. “Why are you crying, sweetheart?” He was now looking at you.

You sat up and took a deep breath. You started to tell him about you and Bradley. Before, after and now. He was so sweet about it. Anytime he noticed you were struggling he would reach his hand for yours and hold it to show you he’s there to support you. 

You told him Bradley was the father of your daughter. He was the third person that knew. Only others that knew were Billy and Bri. Your heart hurt and Austin was hurting for you. He took your cheeks into his hands and wiped away the tears that were now flooding out of your eyes. He just sat there with you in silence comforting you. Holding you close and rubbing your back. He wanted to take care of you. He wanted you to feel better. He wanted you to be happy. To see you smile. He wanted to take your hurt away. 

He looked at his watch and saw that it was 5 AM, “Sweetheart, I want to be here for you more than anything, but it’s already 5 AM and I know Leia gets up soon. I don’t want to put you in an uncomfortable spot.” He was still holding you.

“Stay, Austin.” You said in the softest tone. 

He kissed your head to acknowledge. “I’ll be here, beautiful. I will always be here. You deserve some rest. Close your eyes and relax. It’s going to be okay. I promise.”

He stayed with you all night and stayed up while you slept. He just wanted to make sure you were comfortable and okay. He gently rocked you while you fell asleep in his arms. He held you close. 

The next morning you woke up to your door opening. You got up quickly rubbing your eyes. 

Austin: “Hey y/n. Leia and I made you some breakfast.” He was holding a coffee cup and he opened the door more. Your little Leia was walking in slowly with a tray of food. 

You smiled so big. They both came and sat with you. They made you some eggs, hash browns, sausage and pancakes. It made you so happy. You looked at Leia and pushed her hair back. And rubbed her cheek. “Thank you, sweetheart.”

She gave you a kiss on your cheek, “You’re welcome momma.” And she ran out of the room taking one of your sausages.

You and Austin laughed. “Well, I think you should eat something, y/n.” He set the coffee down on the table by your bed. He sat back down with you and sighed. “I don’t know if you want to hear this from me, but I thought about what you said last night.” 

He looked down and was tapping his fingers on his leg. “Leia is such a great kid, and I think that she should be able to meet her dad formally. I also think that if this mission could possibly kill him, he should have the opportunity to see his daughter.” He looked at you and rest his head on his hand. “But I also get the whole thing of what if she meets him that one time and she never gets to see him again.” He was sad for you and Leia.

“I just don’t want her to hurt if she can never see him again, Austin.” You started to play with your food. 

“But what if meeting her gives him more strength and stealth to come back.” He was looking at you seriously. 

You laid back onto your headboard. He was right, “This is all just so much, Austin. He literally just left me hanging last night. And for what? I really don’t get what’s going on in his head.” 

He rested his hand on your arm, “Y/n, I don’t know him, but maybe he just has a lot going on in his head. He doesn’t have things straightened out. I know you’ve always given him the benefit of the doubt and he still continues to hurt you, but maybe he is the way he is because of his job?”

You raised your eyebrow at Austin, “Who’s side are you on?” You let out a small chuckle.

He smiled and shook his head, “I am on yours, I will always be on yours, y/n. But, I think he is under a lot of stress. Especially right now with the mission, seeing you and being around Maverick.”

“But what if I tell him and it creates more of a mess… what then?” You played with your eggs.

Austin put his hand on yours to stop you from playing with your food, “I really think that he’ll be shocked, but also excited that he has a daughter. Especially with it being Leia, she’s such a good kid. You’ve done such a good job with her, y/n.”

You tapped your hand on the food tray, “Thanks Austin, but what if it goes really bad?” You looked at him from the corner of your eye.

“Well, if it does… I will always be here for you and Leia, y/n.”  He picked up the coffee cup and drank some of it. 

You smiled, “Thank you, that really means a lot to me.” You sighed, “I really do care for Bradley and I really do forgive him for the past. But last night was definitely something else.” 

Austin took one of your sausages and took a bite, “I know you do, but I really think you should think about Leia. I know your feelings are hurt, but do what’s best for her. Then, whatever happens with you guys, just happens.” He put the sausage to your mouth and you ate it.

You nodded, “You’re right. It’s time to put the difference aside. This is for Leia.”

You couldn’t keep putting this off. You had to find Bradley and you had to tell him. You had to let him meet his daughter. That was the real reason why fate brought you two back together, it was for the sake of your daughter. You took a deep breath and started to eat your food. After you finished your breakfast, Austin offered to take Leia to the park with Billy while you and Bri came up with a game plan.

Bri: “I think you should text Mav, y/n/n. I know he’ll get Bradley to meet up somewhere.” She said while she sipped on her Coke.

Y/n: “Or maybe Penny? Bradley doesn’t talk to Mav. Remember?” You rested your cheek on your hand.

Bri: “Well you should text one of them. See if they could help?” She said leaning over the counter and now resting her head next to you.

Y/n: “I’m really scared about how he’s going to react, Bri.” You shook your head. “He has a 6 year old daughter and I’m barely telling him… and right before he goes on the hardest and most stressful mission you could possibly think of.” You put your hands over your face. 

Bri patted your head, “But it's the right thing to do. He has to know, y/n/n. What if this is it for him? For Leia?”

You sat up straight and took a deep breath and texted Penny. 

Y: Hi Penny.

P: Hey sweetie, what’s up?

Y: I was wondering if you could help me out?

P: Of course! What do you need help with?

Y: I need to see Bradley again. I have something really important to tell him and I need you and Mav to get him to be at the Hard Deck.

P: Oh. My love, yes I can definitely make that possible.

Y: When can we do it?

P: Honey, It would have to be right now… Tonight. Mav came and delivered the news. They ship out tomorrow… first thing in the morning for the mission.

You heart dropped. You thought they had more time. Tonight?? He said they had a couple of more days before they were going to leave. You felt like you were going to pass out. What The Hell. 

You told Bri you had to go now. She nodded and helped you get ready. You went to clean up and she picked an outfit for you. You did your hair and some light make up. Bri picked out some converse, cute loose fitting jeans and a cute graphic T-shirt for you to wear. You took one last look in the mirror and looked at Bri. She gave you a small smile and hugged you tight. 

“You got this, don’t worry about Leia. We got her.” She hugged you tight again.

You ran out the door and texted Penny back. 

Y: I’ll be there in 30 minutes, is that enough time?

P: Yes! That’s perfect they are all here hanging out trying to kick off a couple of nerves. 

Y: Great! I’ll see you soon. Thank you so much Penny.

You got into your jeep and headed to The Hard Deck. On the way there the song, It Will Rain by Bruno Mars started playing. Horrible timing Bruno. Absolutely horrible. 

You finally pulled up to the bar. You sat there in the parking lot for 5 minutes trying to calm your nerves. You were so scared and nervous. You gathered yourself and turned off your car. You stepped down from your car and felt sick. Your heart was pounding, your hands clammy and you were shaking. You took one more deep breath and headed into the bar. It was so crowded, but it was Friday night. 

You walked up to the bar and Penny saw you. She came over to you and you looked terrified. She poured you a shot of whiskey and you knocked it back. She came around the side and gave you a big hug. She was so reassuring. She put down her towel rag and let her co-worker know she was going to take a quick break. She showed you over to the familiar spot that Bradley had taken you when you met his friends. You could see all of them having a good time, but still looking terrified. All of them were wearing their dress whites. Penny tapped Mav’s shoulder. He was sitting alone. 

He turned around and saw you, “Hey, Y/n.” He gave you a really big hug. He held onto you so tight and long. When he let go he looked at you and smiled. “I want you to know, I love you so much, y/n/n. Thank you for letting me be a part of little Leia’s life.” He rubbed your arm.

You looked at him confused. “Of course, Mav. But-” 

Penny interrupted you,“He’s team leader for this mission, y/n.” She said holding back her tears. 

You shuddered. “But I thought you were just teaching?” You looked at him scared. “Mav, no! I can’t potentially lose both of you. That isn’t fair. Why? I thought you were going to pick a team leader not be appointed to it?” Your heart broke more and more. You held back your tears and bit hard into your lower lip.

Mav: “They appointed me because I know how to fly this mission. I promise you I will keep him safe along with everyone else. I will make sure they come home, at any cost. I will make sure he comes home to you, sweetheart. I promise.” He gulped hard and pulled you in for a hug.

Penny started to cry. You hugged Maverick hard. “You come home too, please.” You held onto him tightly. When the two of you let go he led you to his pilots.

The first to see you was Bob. 

Bob: “Hey! Y/n!” He smiled.

You looked at everyone and said Hi. You looked around and Phoenix came over to give you a hug. 

Phoenix: “Bird boy hasn’t shut up about you, as usual. He’s sitting over there.” She gestured to the window with her head. You smiled at her. She gave you a hug, “Good luck y/n. You got this, girl.” She patted your back as your made your way to Bradley.

You made you way through giving everyone hugs and wishing them all luck. You finally were making your way off to Bradley. He was sitting on a bar stool looking out the window sipping what looked like just water. He looked so good. He was in his dress whites, they were pressed perfectly, his medals were shiny, his shoes so clean you couldn’t tell he’s ever worn them, his hair was perfectly fixed, his mustache perfectly trimmed, he was holding his hat while the other occupied by his drink. He looked like heaven if it were a person. He was locked on the view of the sunset. Taking it in as if it were his last. You approached him with Penny and Mav right behind.

“Lieutenant.” You gulped.

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Austin is literally the sweetest and realest person. Bradley better get his shit together. You are finally going to tell him about Leia. How do you think he is going to react? Are you ready for this, besties? I'll see you in the next part! ❤️ xo

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[fandom-imagination-ss]

Imagine: Asking your husband Derek to go to the local Fair in town.

It was Hot, Far too Hot to be just June, the sweat rolling off your forehead going into your brow, Was one of MANY! reasons why you Hate Summer. Sure Winter is cold but when you're cold. you can Add an extra layer you can snuggle up with your Hot (Physically And in appearance) Husband. Derek. you met him right after his Baby mama had their Son Eli and she Bailed. Leaving the Quiet little town for the Big City and Derek making a vow once the "true Alpha" left for the city abandoning Beacon Hill. he came back and vowed to never leave. you just moved into town when you bumped into him in the food market. seeing him struggle with a New baby. as he was debating on which baby food he should have. you are a baby expert. Since your old roommate had a baby and you witnessed it ALL! you couldn't help yourself but Help the Single Hot dad with the adorable baby. Years later Eli was now a teenager. and you were Sweating outside pulling weeds in the garden.

you tried pawning off this task to Eli, But he heard "yard work "this morning at breakfast and He bolted. Derek always kindly offered to do it after work since he knew you hated Yard work. you use to love it, it use to be a nice chore, you put music on. make a big pitcher of Lemonade. Four years agoana Ancient God of Harvest came to beacon hill and you were captured and Almost Eaten alive by a Roots of a tree.. you were caught In the garden. So you don't practicallyy Enjoy Doing the Yard work anymore. Not alone at least.

Sitting in the yard on your butt lunged over a flowerbed. you remember When Derek and you moved into the house, the first thing he did after you both painted the house. was put the flowerbed up. His mom use to love her garden back at the Old Hale home. and he said the house wasn't a home without a bunch of prettty flowers. and they calmed him. you loved how the flowers looked but you didn't like How Hot it was.

Derek was in the shop working on a stubborn truck calibrater. Something about a leak or a missing piece. Honestly, when Derek talks to mechanics, you don't listen to you. You watch him and openly drool over him. Even after years of dating and marriage, you are still sometimes stunned at his beauty. Derek openly teases you about it.

The sun was getting hotter, and everyone was at the fair. Eli was there going with a girl he liked.

After pulling all the weeds, cutting the yard, and clearing the clippings. You went inside and took. A cold shower to cool down.

Hearing the front door open and hearing Derek call out for you. You called down saying you be back in a few minutes. Meeting him in the kitchen you sat on the counter freshly cleaned and cooled down as you watched your husband prep dinner.

"Hey Hot stuff." you called out as he chuckled as he looked up atyou, "Hey beautiful- what you want?"

you chuckled gasping touching your heart, "me? what makes you think i want anything." he smiled he's famous lop sided smile before stepping over putting both hands on either side of your legs as he gave you a quick peak on the lips, "because baby I know you- you only call me hot stuff when you want something."

you smiled as you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him into second longer kiss before pulling back, 'well- it just so happens- I wanted to ask you out on a Date. tonight after dinner."

he smiled to that as you spoke, "the fair is in town- and I dont know if you remember but that's the Same fair we met each other- where you threatened to kill me if i didn't turn into a wolf.."

Derek sighed heavily as he spoke, "Seriously? I ended up saving your life that night."

"wait- you tried killing Y/N?"

you both turned seeing Eli as Derek moved away as you nodded your head. slightly bummed that Derek moved away but you turned to Eli as you spoke, "yup- I was one of the first people your dad wanted to turn to make his pack."

"but you aren't a werewolf."

you nodded your head, 'yea- ugh- your dad had a change of heart."

"I just realized how much of a pain and trouble she would cause me and i didn't want to be stuck with her forever."

he went back to fixing up the porkchops as yu chuckled, "Jokes on you Sucker! you married me. Stuck with me forever and beyond now." Derek chuckled as Eli walked off. after that as you spoke, "So? you going to take your favorite girl to the Fair? or am I going without you?"

Derek smiled as he turned looking at you. feeling his heart full. he never thought he would have this.. this perfect slice of heaven. he nodded his head, "i'll take you. but only if you Win me a bear."

you smiled saying deal. as you got off the counter kissing his cheek and helping him with dinner.

[wantonrowls]

Stray Kids headcanons : Dating a single mom

Seo Changbin

‌When the V clingy Changbin realised that he loves Y/N from upstairs in their apartment he would often sneak downstairs just to take some glances. Y/N would do laundry on the balcony then he comes there holding out a stare "Hi! may I help you?" "I uhm-,I uhhh, I am just uhmm, I'm just passing by" followed by a nervous laughter. Would ask his members what to give to someone you wanna meet

"Introduce yourself then give her our cd!" Hyunjin offers

"Introduce yourself then offer your help" I.N suggests

"Brownies?" Felix comments

‌So that's what he did, barely assisting Felix on baking some brownies the next day while he felt butterflies on his stomach at the thought of your face the moment he handed a bowl of it. He knocks at the door, still wearing an apron and holding a bowl of freshly-baked brownies that 'he' and Felix baked. He was greeted by a kid, barely opening the door "Who are you?" He asks, "Hi! I'm Uncle Changbin! We baked some brownies" "Mommy said not to take anything from strangers" Mommy? he thinks to himself "Hi?" Y/N's voice called him out from behind "Oh, Hi! I'm from upstairs, I'm just handing out some brownies that we made" He shyly admits, Y/N giggles, her kid flings the door open jumping on his feet to hug Y/N and shower her face with kisses "Mommy!" he excitedly exclaims, hiding behind her side when he notices Changbin still crouching at the door "I'm Changbin, by the way" he smiles from ear to ear offering his hand and Y/N touches his hand "I'm Y/N, nice to meet you Changbin! this is my 8 year old"

‌You clarified to him that you are a single mom so he spent his entire off researching what to do to please an 8 year old kid. He learned that he likes to do baseball so he offers to accompany him at practices while you were away, buying the entire club with popsicle sticks during their break, cheering him whenever he scores a goal shouting from the bench from afar "That's it baby! You're so cool!" He shouts at the top of his lungs to the point the other parents were startled of him with his loud ass voice.

‌He would accompany him from school to home and vice versa if he has no schedule and they would secretly sneak a couple of minutes to eat at a nearby convenience store and just talk about their day like two besties, swaying their legs back and forth like kids, giggling whenever the kid would express his frustration over Y/N getting mad whenever he doesn't do what she says "I mean I don't wanna study all the time I also wanna laze around" "Same"

‌Would scare away his bullies with his bulk figure. One stare away and they'll scurry away from his kid. nobody dares to bully or in a way touch even the slightest tip of the hair of his kid.

‌Would hug you from behind while you cook, stealing pecks on your neck and involuntarily swaying you and giggling then getting flustered when he hears a small cough from behind, unclasping his hug from you

‌You'll go on aquarium dates, while you hug your kid he would lovingly stare at the both of you, sighing to himself that he's the luckiest man alive to receive this kind of love. The kid would pull his pointy finger to clasp the three of you in a hug

‌Would let the kid play on their studio. allowing him to play with the track pad while he pulls his phone to send a video to you. Would hype him up on the beat that the kid created even though it doesn't sound like anything but just random buzz and tings and zits.

‌It doesn't mind him at all that you already have a kid. He calls you a superwoman because he finds you powerful in handling out kid tempers because he himself is a kid.

‌Will ask permission from the kid before asking for your hand "Will you swore and protect my mommy?" "Of course, I would protect you and mommy in any kind of danger"

Hwang Hyunjin

‌When he fell inlove with Y/N he never knew that he had to court you and your daughter. So when the day of the picnic date came, he was kinda panicking to himself on how he would introduce himself to a 10-year old girl without her hating him. He brings three small canvases and some oil paints on the way so when they finished eating he would offer to paint and play

‌"D-do you like painting?" He asks shyly and she nods, her focus fixated on her canvas, He smiles to himself, getting proud that you and your daughter are enjoying yourself. He would break the sandwich to smaller bites and feed her, bringing the tip of the straw of her favorite strawberry juice on her mouth after every bite, Fixing the duck bucket hat that he bought on your daughter's hair. He's a bit timid himself so he doesn't know what to expect after the date. Would fetch your daughter from school straight to your office so the three of you could go out to dinner dates.

‌Hyunjin is the type to enjoy shopping for clothes. He would pull you excitedly at one of the shops inside the mall "Look! this is beautiful! She's gonna love this!" "Hyunjin that's a bit small for her body" "It has ruffles! omg" Whenever he's away overseas he would video call your daughter to ask about her day and she would just say "You only call me to ask about my mom" "No! look! the other uncles want to meet you too!" As he forces Felix and others to smile and greet you at the camera. Would shower you with love letters and poems even without a celebration.

‌He's a romanticist so he would enjoy cuddling a lot. Will often kiss your cheek or any part that his lips could reach whenever you're busy doing your business whether cooking or laundry or just casually watching tv. He would snuggle so close hugging you from behind on the couch, Y/N's daughter doesn't mind it as long as they won't kiss or in that case, see them kissing. Which eventually happened when he pecked at your lips and she was glancing, earning a "Yuck!" from her and she acts as if vomiting.

‌They would often spend a date at the museum without Y/N. Would eat outside sometimes, would tag kkami along because she wanted to meet him. He felt betrayed when kkami kissed her with ease. Would have a huge canvas of her in his room, painting it full of passion and love. He just can't help it but adores your daughter and feels that he has a twin Hyunjin in the body of a 10 year old.

‌Would take multiple pictures of you and your daughter. Even though he doesn't like the idea of living at your house, he would often visit and loves to spend the day, tugging your daughter to sleep on his chest while he strokes her hair, he would often do the same to you. trailing small kisses on the small of your back. He feels his heart racing at the thought of asking you out and then getting an additional beautiful soul to love and he feels overwhelmed.

‌He knelt infront of your daughter holding her small hands on his before asking if he could have your hands and she was giggling when she nodded and it was the best thing that happened to Hyunjin

It doesn't bother him that you're a single mom because he loves you and your daughter no matter what

‌Would also love to have a child of his own because he loves a carbon copy of you and him.

[foreverrandomwritings]

Hangman Dating Plus Sized S/O Part 9/14- Imagine

Summary: Two of Jakes favorite people finally meet. Will it go as well as he’s hoping it will?

Pairings: Jake Seresin x afab/Reader Bromance Jake Seresin x Javy Machado

Warnings: A couple swear words. 

Wordcount:1250

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You hadn’t been prepared to meet Javy when you did. It had been a rough day at work and you knew that Jake was going out with Javy so you didn’t want to bother him with your sour mood. You had decided to go home and get a quick shower and head to the pizza place you had gone on your first date with Jake as it gave you a sense of comfort.

At around 6:30 you were rolling up to the small brick building. Stepping out of your car you walked up to the building noticing the lack of cars in the parking lot. You sat down at a booth and waited for the waiter to come to the table tapping your fingers on the top of the table. Luckily you didn’t need to look at the menu as you already knew what you wanted due to the fact you and Jake had come here a few times in the month you guys had been dating. 

You looked up as you heard footsteps approaching and saw Jimmy walking towards your table. He was always so nice to the both of you when you guys came in. It definitely felt like you were a part of the family. You had seen his kids here a few times and his wife was always here as well as his wife's parents as it was their business. They had all welcomed you with open arms. You knew that it must have been why Jake and Javy came in so often. To have a little touch of family sense they were both so far from their own. 

”Hey Y/N where's Jake tonight?” He asked with a smile pulling out his notepad and pen from his bright red colored apron. 

”Him and Javy are having a boys night after work so I’m here by myself tonight” You said with a smile. 

”Those boys are always up to something. Will you just be getting your usual tonight?” He looked down as he started writing. You gave him a quick yes and he nodded his head as he got done writing.

“Alright, that should be out shortly. I'll bring your drink in a minute.” He then turned around and started walking back to the kitchen. Bringing out your phone you pulled up your texts with Jake seeing a message from him stating him and Javy just left base and were heading for dinner now. You texted him back a thumbs up and went to scroll through instagram. Jimmy came over with your drink and set it down next to you. You said a quick thank you. He gave you a no problem back. Bringing the drink to your lips you took a sip continuing to scroll through your phone. 

After a couple minutes you heard the bell above the door go off. You didn’t pay much attention to it until you felt someone sit down in the booth with you. Turning to see who the hell just sat down you were surprised to see Jake. 

“Fancy seeing you here hot stuff.” He flirted with you, throwing his arm across the back of the booth. You blushed and went to reply before seeing someone standing behind him. With wides eyes you looked up and back down to Jake. 

“Sorry, I didn’t realize you and Javy were gonna be here tonight. I don’t want to ruin your boys night. I can get my pizza to go.” You quickly got out taking a deep breath afterwards. Worry started bubbling in your chest. He just smiled at you. He knew of your insecurities with meeting his friends but figured Javy was a good place to start with his laid back easy going personality.

“You have nothing to worry about Princess. Javy doesn’t mind spending the night with you. Right Javy?” Jake turned around looking at Javy with a look that told him to agree. Javy nodded his head. 

“Yea It’s not a problem. I’d love to get to know the woman that has Jake's head in the clouds even when he's not flying an F/A 18.” Javy smirked as he replied with a twinkle in his eyes. You were excited to hear that Jake thought about you as often as you thought about him. 

“Take a seat.” You gestured to the other side of the booth. Jake grinned as Javy slid into the bright red booth. 

“Two of my favorite people in my favorite pizza place would ya look at this. How did I get so lucky?” Jake exclaimed loudly causing a blush to bloom on your cheeks and a hearty laugh to come from Javy. Giggling you turned to face Javy and extended a hand to him. He smiled and reached one out to grab yours, giving it a shake. “Pleasure to meet you ma’am.” His soothing voice let out. “Likewise.” 

After that Jimmy came back out with the boys drinks and all of your guys’ food.” I threw it all in once I saw you guys come in.” The three of you thanked him and started getting food on your plates. You guys ate with light conversation and lots of laughs. Slowly you started to calm down. Having one of Jake's hands on your thigh under the table helped. When it came time for dessert Jimmy came back around to ask what the 3 of you would like. Jake replied with nothing the same time you and Javy replied with cannolis. Jake just looked at you both with an opened mouth and a roll of his eyes. 

“You guys can’t be serious. Cannolis are absolutely terrible.” Javy and you both gasped. 

“That may be a deal breaker here pal.” Javy quipped at Jake. Jake looked at him appalled while you giggled. Which made Jake turn to you. You stopped giggling and replied with “I completely agree with Javy. That’s a bit of a deal breaker here.” That made Javy grin. Jake let out a huff and pouted his lips.  

“Fine I guess we can get cannolis if that's what you guys really want.” You and Javy highfived and let out a simultaneous “Hell Yeah.”

Jimmy wrote down the cannoli order and turned around heading back to the kitchen. You guys kept up the conversation with more joking and poking at Jake. After dessert came and went you guys paid the bill. The three of you walked outside to go your separate ways. A goodbye high five shared between you and Javy. Then a kiss that started getting very heated until you pulled away from Jake. 

“Have a good rest of your boys night Handsome. I’ll see you for dinner tomorrow night.” You said to Jake with a hand on his cheek. He gave your palm a kiss and told you he would text you when he got home that night and that he was happy you and Javy got along so well. You understood why they were so close after hanging out with them together. They got each other on a level you hadn’t seen before in Jake. Plus you could tell that you had gained a new friend in Javy.

Once Jake and Javy got in the truck together Jake turned to Javy expectantly. Javy gave him a playful shake of his head with a grin and told him he really liked her. Jake slapped him on the back. He was ecstatic that two of the people he loved the most got along so well.

A/N: This isn’t my best work and I don’t know if I 100% love this. But I think that it is short and sweet. There should be about 3 more parts to this that I have planned anyways. 

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