#he notices.... his Clingy Behavior... his Babygirl Behavior .... if you will

[jrueships]

what do you .... what do you Mean by that 🤨

[unpopularbunny]

If you don’t mind me asking, do you have any headcanons for Shouto Todoroki x Chubby!reader??? Something about his ‘IDGAF’ attitude makes me think he’s absolutely shameless when it comes to loving on his Chubby girlfriend !

OOO BABY UR HITTING MY BUTTONS!!!!!

BC LIKEEEE *TWIRLS HAIR AROUND FINGER

(minors dni theres nsfw under da cut)

Shouto definitely asked YOU out babygirl

He was stonefaced the whole time but he did it (with a bouquet of half dead daisies), he asked you out and when you quirked an eyebrow and asked why, he shrugged his shoulders. (His flushed face definitely gave away emotions.)

The first dates were MAD MAD AWKWARD.

You did most of the talking and would apologize when you talked too much. Lots of fidgeting.

You ask if you look good and he says yes, every once in a while he will tell you you changed your hair style (which you fucking know but damn! he should at least say he likes the new style.)

At first it honestly seems like the relationship is one sided.

but over time? He's sitting closer to you, his eyes are purely on *you* while you ramble just to fill the empty space. He even holds your hand sometimes!

Eventually you begin having dinner dates at each others apartments, when you first show him your bedroom you don't notice the way his ear tips are turning red.

Which is your downfall lmao

Hes surrounded by your scent, your room, your personal space.

it feels so intimate.

The way you settle yourself on your bed, smiling and welcoming him to sit next to you. Fluttering those pretty lashes of yours.

All he can think is how he wants to defile this intimate space.

(His next thoughts were too downbad to be displayed here)

The night ends with you clutching a stuffed animal to your face and whining out his name while your thick thighs crush his head.

You learn to not pair skirts + public + shouto.

The end results are the same.

Three fingers shoved inside of you in the closest dark corner while his eyes bore into yours, with a stare that strong he's daring you. You can hear his thoughts chanting it.

'Don't look away.'

This man is absolutely fucking shameless with PDA.

He wants contact, skin on skin contact, 25-fucking-8

Holding hands, arm around you, every chance he finds you are in his lap and if you're stuck long enough he begins subtly grinding against you.

His kisses are the most sloppiest on this planet, you will have to pry this headcanon from my dead hands babe.

You step your lipstick game up immediately, too many instances of a lipstick stained shouto fighting villains on national television.

At friend gatherings he WILL grope you, he is always within 3 feet of you.

He's taller than you and kind of...leans over you sometimes when you're chatting with friends.

This behavior should be a crowd of red flags in your face, and they are, but you just can't help it.

He showers you in every single compliment he can think of when he has you alone and undressed.

You don't dare put yourself down in front of him, you don't wanna know what will happen.

all in all, shouta is a sweetheart, if a little...shamelessly clingy.

P.S. shouto cuddles are godtier, this man has gone without contact for so long

You wake up with his face against your tummy and him snoring softly, if u gotta pee it sucks to suck bc he aint letting you go

[youryanderedaddy]

Best Friends Forever

 Summary: Your best friend finally has you back after all these years, tied up on his bed and ready to learn your lesson.

Tw: nsfw, non-con, slight mention of blood, threats, choking, slight degradation, dirty talk, cursing, infantilization, possessive behavior, patronizing behavior, overuse of petnames, slight dom vibezz 

You knew your boyfriend was a lost cause, an addict so gone he would have done anything for a fix, but you never expected him to stoop so fucking low. 

 You had woken up in a suspiciously familiar place, laying on sheets oh so soft, puffy and white you simply couldn’t mistake the bed you were on. The walls were painted in black and blue, a combination so deeply engraved in your mind you couldn’t shake off the feeling you weren’t trully conscious, but dreaming of a happy yet distant memory of the past. It took you less than a second to realize you were in his room - the one where you had spent so many joyfull sleepless nights back in your youth. The relief was short - lived, though, because the moment you tried to move around, you became aware of the tight rope keeping your sore limbs tied to the wooden bed frame. After a while of twisting and thrashing around while screaming at the top of your lungs for help you finally heard the door open. You hoped you would at last be able to go home now, still desperate to believe this was merely a prank, a way for your junkie of a boyfriend to scare you into giving him money.

 “There is no use trying to escape the bonds, my little love.” His voice emited through the small room, low, smooth as butter and softer than ever. You tried to lift your head and catch a glipse of the person talking, just to make sure you weren’t imagining things or going insane. And there he was in all his glory, the boy, no, the man you knew well looking so different from how you remembered him, but still it felt impossible not to see the many similarities - from the unruly dark curls to the warm gray eyes that used to be your only guide during times of misery and pain. This was none other than your childhood best friend and you had absolutely no idea why you were tied to his bed. “Oliver, why on earth am I here?” You asked as soon as the initial shock had worn off, completely forgetting to address the weird petname the student had called you.

 He smirked slightly before crossing the distance keeping him away from you, and carefully sat down by your left side. He reached out to stroke your cheek in an affectionate way, his fingers lingering for a moment too long for it to be considered a mere platonic gesture. You tried to turn your head away from the warm touch since it made you feel uncomfortable and left you with so many new questions. “I missed you so much, precious.” Oliver took a deep breath and smiled at you, gently moving your jawline so you had no choice but to face him once again. “I was so happy when that disgusting piece of shit you call a boyfriend offered you to me.” The man bent to your shoulder-level and whispered in your ear, his tone so full of sick satisfaction you could swear there was honey dripping from his mouth. “I paid a lot of money to have you back, sweetheart.” He licked his lips in an obscene, suggestive way and you had to supress the sudden urge to vomit as you finally remembered exaclty why you had stopped contacting your best friend once you had started college. The boy used to be clingy, obsessive even, but you could have never guessed it was that bad.

 “Oliver, please untie me, you are scaring me.” You pleaded in a tiny voice, hoping to summon what was left of the goodness he had tucked away deep in his heart. In response the male only chuckled and shook his head as he placed a small kiss against your neck, causing you to shiver in discomfort and disgust while you were mentally debating whether you wanted to kill him or your ex boyfriend first. Soon your spiteful thoughts were replaced by panic when your captor brought his hand to your t-shirt and started unclasping the small buttons one by one. You couldn’t help but turn red from embarassment the moment you felt your nipples harden under his palm and you became painfully aware you weren’t wearing a bra underneath. Your former friend had your tender breasts exposed to the cold air in a matter of seconds, his terrible fingers already pinching and pulling at the erect tips. “You have such pretty tits, darling.” He said huskily while squeezing your boobs, licking and biting the stretched skin. You hissed in pain and squirmed in a desperate attempt to move away but the rope was holding you in place, tightening around your sore injured wrists even more. 

 “I have wanted you for so long, angel.” The student admitted quietly, his stormy eyes fixed on yours, his stare so intense it could burn a hole through you. “Tonight I will make you mine.” Oliver declared with a clear sense of confidence and claimed your lips in a quick rough manner, muffling your pitiful whimpers like a man starved and hungry for flesh. The forced kiss and his deranged words made your stomach turn but something in his longing gaze told you there was a lot more in store. The guess, much to your horror, was soon confirmed when the dark - haired male reached down between your parted legs and easily slipped your panties down to your ankles. With your last bit of protection gone you felt awfully vulnerable, literally naked in front of the beast too keen on the past to see how much he was hurting you right now, in the present. You wanted to scream the second his fat grabby fingers pried your folds open, but choking on your desperate sobs proved easier at that moment.

 “Aww, don’t cry, angel.” Oliver growled playfully and slid his index into your tight entrance, quickly adding a second one before you had the time to adjust properly. “I have to prepare you, baby, otherwise my cock may just tear you apart.” He remarked in low sickening voice, the excuse too crude and vulgar to be an act of caring. You whined as your walls clenched down tight now that there were three fingers stretching your hole, and you berely managed to utter “too full” before your friend pulled you for a deep kiss again, his tongue devouring your mouth, leaving you breathless and queit while sucking in the sweet pained moans. “You can take it, babygirl.” The man groaned against your swollen red lips and grabbed your hips in a strong hold - you were sure there would be purple bruises there tomorrow.

  Eventually, after half an hour of pushing his fingers in and out of your channel, lapping at your neck and leaving wet love marks all over your collarbone, the student was satisfied with his work. He had turned you into a whimpering mess and was ready to thoroughly enjoy the fruits of his labor, whether you liked it or not. “I am going to put it in now, precious.” Oliver pecked you on the cheek just to lick the salty trace of tears off your puffy skin. “I will force my whole length in your perfect little pussy.” Your captor bit your sensitive earlobe and you broke down in tears like a kid, the threat ringing in your ears like the gospel. “This might hurt a bit so I advise you to stay still and relax, baby.” The way the man continued casually, almost cheerfully, as if he wasn’t about to brutally rape you, made your skin crawl, but there was nothing you could do. You were all tied up, powerless to stop him. Suddenly, without any warning, his hard thick member entered you, piercing pain spreading through your whole body. The student panted in pleasure as soon as he thrust his manhood into your heat, the way it sucked him in leaving him high and blissful. You let a few miserable whimpers, the ache too much to bear, his moves too harsh, sudden and deep. 

  “Don’t give me such a-agh tormented expression, my love.” Oliver quickly shushed you by putting his hand over your mouth and pressing down to prevent any noise that might have escaped. His gaze was lustful, insane, but also loving in a twisted, perverse way. “Fuck, I love you so much.” He muttered, his voice gentle for a split second before going back to being taunting and mocking. “I used to be so angry each and every time you dated another guy, another asshole who was only after your body.” The man was rambling now, his face turning red at his own vicious thoughts, his growing anger reflecting in his cloudy pupils and his painful thrusts. “You always chose them over me like a stupid little bitch ...” He whispered dangerously and lifted your body towards his own so you could take his hits even deeper, so deep that you could feel the tip of his member kissing your cervix. “Well, now you don’t have a choice, angel. I have claimed you and I will keep you here forever.” You were crying out in agony, your pussy clamping down around the enormous length slapping again and again against your core. It burned so bad you wished you could dissapear somewhere far away just so you could have a moment of relief. “Oh, sweetheart, I know it hurts, but it’s almost over, you can take it for me, right?” The male cooed at you, switching back to that disgusting, infantilizing baby voice you had already grown to despise. When you failed to respond he gripped your throat, squeezing so tightly blood rushed to your cheeks and you inhaled sharply though your mouth only to feel the suffocation cut your breath short. “Answer me.” He barked through gritted teeth and you nodded frantically, desperate to gasp for air and cling onto dear life. 

 “Good girl.” Your former friend purred, pleased with your obedience, and let go of your neck, grabbing your hips instead. You coughed and drooled pathetically until you managed to resume your breathing, but the man, still buried deep inside you, seemed too caught up in chasing his own pleasure to notice how badly he had hurt you. Fortunately for you Oliver was really close, that much was obvious by his furious shoves at your abused cervix and his low growls each time he lowered his head to kiss you. Soon he came with a loud moan, painting your walls white, your ruined hole dripping with his seed and your blood. 

 Your captor seemed satisfied afterwards, peaceful in a way - there was a small smile adorining his cold lips as he wiped the tears off your face and squished your bruised body against his strong frame in a tight hug. You bit your tongue to stop the tears from overflowing once again, but to no avail. He let you sob in his arms until there wasn’t liquid left in your red, puffy eyes. 

 “You did very well, my love. I am really proud of you.” Oliver kissed your temple gently, resisting the temptation to graze you all over again with his lips, tongue and fingers. “I will help you clean up, then I will fix you some nice dinner.” He murmured in your ear, tickling the heirs on the back of your neck with his warm breath. “Doesn’t this sound good, baby?”

 You closed your eyes and nodded slowly.

[negans-attagirl]

Unhealthy Obsession

Summary: Max has always been your best friend, even though he was very clingy. But as you introduced your new boyfriend to him, you were able to see his true face: his obsession.

Pairing: Max (The Resident) x Reader

Warnings: Obsessive Behavior, Jealousy, Smut, 18+, mentions of mental health issues, mentions of self-harm, DUB-CON! 

Tagging: @ffakc​, @bratty-dolly​  @little-bad-girly​ @jdmslut-red​ @buttercandy16​ @lemonboy-milo​ @haleygreen23​ @jdmbbycakes​ @imcastiel-youassbutt​ @shadowynightmarelight​

Max counted the hours, minutes and seconds until he could see you again.

You were like an addiction to him – sweet but also painful!

The more he gave in, the harder it was to stop. His obsession seemed like the most wasteful human activity: he kept coming back, and back and back to you, but was never be able to truly have you.

Love has always been an object of obsession for Max since his mother died by the hand of his father, he craved for a love that has always been denied his whole life.

Max was your best friend and you always thought his devotion to you was just his way of showing how much he cared for you. Little did you know that he sneaked into your apartment to watch you sleep during night, placing a walkie-talkie underneath your bed to listen to you sleep and followed you all day to make sure you were safe.

The day you introduced your new boyfriend to Max changed everything:

Max was polite as he met your new boyfriend, trying to hide his inner demon telling him to immediately erase this unworthy human from your life but you saw something glistening in his eyes, something you had never seen before: Pure Obsession.

Max couldn’t believe you’ve chosen that pitiful boy over him. Weren’t you able to see how much he loved you? How much he cared for you? That you belonged to him? Only him!

He wasn’t able to sleep that night. His inner demon dragging him deeper into a vicious cycle of obsessive and self-destructive thoughts. Max had always known only one way to release the psychic pain – physical pain.

Feeling the sweet release emerging in his body, Max knew exactly what he had to do: Grabbing his pitch-black hoodie and heading to the city, he camouflaged among the city’s dregs, sneaking his way to one specific address…

“Dear Y/N, Love is like the tide, it comes and it goes. Unfortunately, the tide is out in my love for you and I don’t think it will come back in. I know, our relationship was short but plase be sure you’ll always have a special place in my heart. All the Best!”

You weren’t able to comprehend the letters nor the words written on the paper you received in your mailbox this morning. Starting to shake, you felt tears welling up in the corner of your eyes thinking about what you might have done wrong that caused this decision of your now ex-boyfriend.

“Hey Princess, what’s wrong?”

Max saw you standing with shaking hands right in front of your door, trying to hide the mischievous grin that was about to form on his lips as he saw the familiar letter in your hand.

“He broke up with me. After only two weeks!”

Your voice was nothing more than a sob and you were glad, Max immediately embraced you into a loving hug, now beaming from ear to ear as you weren’t able to see it.

“I’m so sorry, Babygirl! He didn’t deserve you anyway…Come on, there’s Pizza already waiting for us!”

Max led you towards his apartment, the smell of freshly baked pizza filling your nostrils as you noticed lit up candles spread all around the floor and two wine glasses already filled with Bordeaux colored wine.

By now, you should’ve been worried, but your mind was too sidetracked, too blinded to see what actually seemed to have happened to your boyfriend as you stepped inside the devil’s trap.

Almost guided by an invisible string, you took a seat at the kitchen table with Max, nipping on the delicious red wine, unwittingly that Max had spiced your glass with a small dose of Demerol. After a few minutes you felt yourself getting a little sleepy, suddenly fascinated by his gorgeous dimples and hazel eyes, you didn’t notice Max dragged you into his bedroom. The cold bricks of the wall against your back elicited a shiver running down your spine, his consistent dimple framed smile almost hypnotizing you as your fingers brushed through his salt ‘n pepper beard.

Why did you never realize how attractive Max was?

Max felt his heart rate increase as he noticed the effects of the medication finally kicking in your central nervous system. He bit his lower lip, tongue peeking between his teeth while he placed his hands on your waist and pressed himself against your body. You couldn’t suppress a moan as you felt his strong body so close, his unique scent filling your nostrils and immediately soothing your limbic system, awakening your emotions and sex drive as he kicked your legs open to press his clothed erection right against your already wanton core.

“I’ve been wanting to do this for so long, Y/N!”

Max whispered in your ear, his stubbles tickling over the sensitive skin in the crook of your neck eliciting yet another moan from your gaping lips.

Max wanted to devour you, exploring every inch of your skin, getting to know every little wince and whimper as he explored your shivering body.

“We belong together, Y/N.”

His voice was nothing more than a husky growl against your skin while he placed soft kisses on your collarbone, guiding you towards his bed and gently pushing you onto the soft sheets. Within seconds you felt his strong body between your legs, grinding against your core to let you feel how much he wanted you, how much he needed you and how much he craved you.

You weren’t able to form words, not a syllable leaving your trembling lips – only little moans and whimpers as Max explored every inch of your now naked skin with his hot lips, trailing a path along your collarbone, down to your breasts and towards your hot core. He stopped for a few seconds, looking through his dark eyelashes up to you with a smirk gracing his lips before he sank down between your legs. You heard yourself whimpering as Max circled the tip of his tongue around your sensitive bud, humming in appreciation as he tasted your sweet arousal on his gustatory buds.

Max knew, he wasn’t able to hold back any longer. His raging erection begging to be freed of the tight confinements of his jeans as he dry-humped against the bed while teasing your sensitive wet folds.

A disappointed wince left your lips as you saw Max backing out from between your legs, causing him to grin widely at your reaction.

“Be patient, Babygirl. Daddy’s gonna give you what you want now!”

He chuckled, unbuckling his belt, a deep growl escaping his lips as his throbbing cock was finally free and he felt the cold air around his sensitive skin.

Max positioned himself between your legs, his huge cock brushing over your wet folds, spreading your arousal all over his length.

One hard thrust and you were sure to black out any second as you felt his enormous cock stretching your tight pussy walls, he made sure you were able to adjust to his size before he slowly started to move his hips. His deep primal growl went right to your twitching pussy and you felt yourself floating, your mind leaving your body and only the most primal needy instinct left behind.

“This time you get to be awake, Y/N…This time you get to remember!”

[atiny-exol]

Yandere Angel/Demon Ateez~✨

Warning: this contains religious themes and yandere topics, so possessive behavior, blood and abusive relationships, mature content don't like it don't read it

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Hongjoong

An angel

I know I know you might want to argue with me about that but for me he is an angel

He is very strict and wants you to act like an angel too

It doesn't mean he isn't sinful

He is sinful but he looks like an angel

At first he just helps you, lurs you into a trap

A trap you can't escape anymore

You have too many rules, can't even count them anymore

If you break one rule he will punish you

It's necessary to train you good so you really end in heaven after your death

,,What did I say about drinking and going out with friend at this time kitten?" Surprised by his sudden appearance, you let your glass fall down on the ground and look at him with big eyes, before you begin to stutter excuses, about your behavior.

,,Shut up, I don't want to hear anything Kitten. You just make it worse, so tell your friends you have something important to do and leave. I wait at home, if you aren't home in less than a hour I will be more mad."

Seonghwa

A demon

One of the meanest demon

He is into very sinful stuff

You are innocent and he wants to corrupt you

A whole tease

He let you go out, but in return he whispers dirty words in your ear everytime you meet someone

In the end you don't want to go outside because you are embarrassed

Forces you to go out so he can humiliate you infront of your friends

Do what he wants or you end tied to the bed, getting edged over and over again

And spanking of course

You aren't able to sit the next week

,,You want that right slut? You want me to bent you over this table and fuck you infront of your friends am I right?" Blush creeped on your face and you tried not to make it noticeable how much you are turned on by his words. You tried to behave normal, but your friend looked at you confused and asked you why you are looking so red and if you are okay.

,,Go ahead tell her how you want to be fucked right now slut."

Yunho

An angel

I don't have to explain why right?

He is caring and soft

Wants the best for you

Everyone who hurts you disappear one by one

If you mention someone he is dead within the next hours

Yunho just wants you to be save

And you are the savest when you are with him

Maybe he gets to overprotective over you

But no one can separate him from you

But just because he is the best boyfriend

Doesn't mean he wouldn't put you in your place if you act out

,,Babygirl/Babyboy no. I told you this friend is not good enough for you." Your boyfriend shakes his head in disappointment and looks sternly at your face. ,,I told you didn't I? If you talk to him again, I kill him." He said with his best smile and placed his arms around your trembling body. ,,And I keep my promises."

San

A demon

Again. I don't have to tell you why right?

It isn't a secret that he is a demon

He is the most sexual out of them

Kidnapped you and you are basically his personal fuck toy now

Sorry not sorry I don't make the rules

He has not only you, but you are the only one he loves

But he doesn't know that

If you ask him to be his only one

He would laugh and tell you that he can't love just with you

Because you are a human

And one human can't fulfill his needs

Realizes that this hurts you and he is sorry for that but it is how it is

,,You want me to do what?" He ask you with disbelief in his voice. ,,T.. To just be mine. I don't want to share you anymore San.. It makes me sick! You can fuck all of them and I can't even look at someone else." You said hurted and looked away after you are done. ,,Look at me." Automatically you looked up to him, in his eyes. ,,This is because you are mine, just my human! You are a human and one human can't satisfy me, even if you wanted to."

Mingi

An angel

Possessive and dangerous if you trigger his yandere side

If you ever do something more than just hugging with someone

You will see his different side

No one can stop him, he is more dangerous than a demon

It isn't difficult for him to break you into a cute little, submissive doll

He uses not only his powers but your petite size as an advantage

Knows how to scare you and manipulate you

Never and I mean never try to calm him down if he is mad

You only make things worse

But he is still such a caring boyfriend

Just don't piss him off

Roughly the once so angelic and kind boyfriend turned you around and over his lap, a stern and angry look laying on his face. ,,You think you can make me jealous and get away with just a bit scolding doll? No. Not even in a million years." Careless he strikes your ass for the first time, letting you yell and whine in pain. ,, Mingi..I..I am S.. Sorry really." You begged but he interrupts you with just another slap. ,,Shut your mouth I don't want to hear anything, beside you counting how many times I hit you?"

Yeosang

Demon

Sadistic demon who likes to see you covered in blood

Doesn't matter if it's your blood or the blood from someone else

Manipulates you, that's his special power

He can make you do things you don't want to do

So it isn't unusual that you wake up from your trance whit bloody hands because you killed someone

That happens if you don't want to do what Yeosang wants

He is your master and you are a human

A filthy human

You should be happy that he gives you attention

A scream out of horror is heard and Yeosang smirks, meaning back in his chair, because he knew exactly what just happened. Laughing quietly as he heard your pathetic whining and begging that this is just a dream, Yeosang decided to appear infront of you. With a shooked and scared look, the human looked up to him and he licks over his lips before he whispers. ,,That happens if you don't do what I want human."

Wooyoung

If I say this boy is an inccubus you wouldn't question this right?

He is just like San but different

Unlike San he let you watch how he fuck the other demons

He would never lay a single finger on you

Just tease you, seduce you and make you frustrated because he never does more than teasing

It hurts you and this it what he wants

To hurt you, he loves to see your tears

But he also loves you

Just in a very sick way

Tears after tears streamed down your cheek as you looked at the scene infront of your eyes. Your arms and legs are chained to the wall and the only thing you could do is watch how your, boyfriend fucks another person. You couldn't even put your hand over your ears to avoid the lascivious noises both of them made. The only thing you could do is watch.

Jongho

An angel

He is literally the most innocent angel

*coughs* only for you of course

Because for everyone else he is very very scary if it's needed

He is strong everyone know that and no one wants o mess with him once they meet your boyfriend

At first you didn't even know he is an angel

You always said his voice is angelic, especially when he sings you to sleep

His lullabies are the best

He is very soft for you and tries his best

But he is also a yandere and he won't hesitate to get your friend out of his way if they get too clingy and annoying

,,Huh? My voice isn't angelic." Jongho said after you complimented him for his singing. ,,It is.. Did you ever hear your voice Jongho?? You sound so good." His face turned a bit red and you giggled at that before you placed a kiss on his cheek. ,,Really don't think that low of you my big angel." You said to him with a big smile, not knowing that he is actually really an angel.

[hecohansen31]

The Time Of Our Life

Alex Hogh Andersen+Dancer! Reader

(A/N): Hello there, lovelies!

This is an extra fic, for a special occasion!

It is also my first time writing Alex Hogh Andersen stuff, so please let me know what you think about it and where I should do better, where I can do better... I just... hope you’ll like it!

As always: feedback is extremely helpful, us writers basically feed off it, alongside coffee and creativity so if you want to leave a comment, an heart, or reblog, I’ll be overjoyed.

They made my heart flutter and writer faster!

Hope you’ll like it!

Have a nice reading!

WARNINGS: Slight Angst, Worries of Unrequited Love, Mention of Dirty Dancing, Insecurity.

(Beautiful Moodboard Made by @flowers-in-your-hayr​​, be sure to check her out!)

Life as a professional dancer wasn’t easy, mostly if you wanted to become famous.

You had chosen to try to move your career in the movies sector, through being a back up dancer for awful TV shows or awful movies.

But getting a role in something bigger was so difficult that you were honestly losing your hope to ever find one.

In the meanwhile, you had started giving lessons at various dance studios to get through each month.

And lately you had found yourself honestly thinking about settling down in that job, since you didn’t mind it, although the paycheck wasn’t certainly comprehensive of all the work you did at the studio.

Hence you had decided to try out lady Luck one last time, and proposed yourself for a role: in case it didn’t work, you’d stop your search for success and just settle in something else, to make enough money to allow you to support yourself and that wouldn’t butcher your feet each day.

You weren’t very positive, because the project you had proposed yourself was actually pretty big: a modern version of ‘Dirty Dancing’ for cable TV, that would be seen all over the country and outside of it, it if got famous.

You weren’t supposed to play ‘Baby’ but her friend, that would have a dorky relationship with a friend of Johnny, being the comic relief of the entire musical.

You weren’t positive, but you had given your best in the audition and desperately loved the entire concept of the movie, since it was one of the first that you had watched, and it was definitely the one that had instilled your passion for dance.

So, you rushed to answer the call, seeing that it was your manager, as you moved to sat impatiently on your sofa, trying to calm yourself at the possibility of another rejection.

“… (Y/N) …” your managed voice didn’t seem so hopeful and you already could hear the following part of her discourse but then her tone picked up as she rushed in saying “… you got the freaking role, babygirl!”.

You had been incredibly excited, screaming like a teenage girl as you jumped up and down on your sofa, crying out loud, as your manager gave you all the details about your character.

And soon you had to move on the set of the movie, but before, you’d have to set up practicing with your partner, who you had discovered would be Alex Hogh Andersen.

A name that hadn’t said much to you, till you had googled him up discovering that he was Ivar from ‘Vikings’, a character that you hadn’t liked in the slightest when you had started watching the show.

To you, he was a rather psychotic kid.

And you had definitely no clue that he had grown into such a beautiful boy.

You had grown distant from ‘Vikings’, after you had started it a few years ago, so you hadn’t kept in track with it, but you certainly approved the casting choice, definitely excited by the fact that you’d have to dance together with him.

Through some ‘subtle researches’ you had discovered that other than playing an amazing role in ‘Vikings’ he seemed a pretty cool guy, social and interested in photography, something that you didn’t know much about, but he made it seem so so interesting, through his cute captions and dorky behavior.

You had to admit that before even meeting him you had already fallen in love with him.

Hence, on your first meeting, at the dance studios the production had rented to make you rehearse, you had been nervous like hell, constantly brushing your hands against your leggings, worried they’d be too sweaty for him.

And you wanted to make a good impression.

Hence you had spent gladly a few extra dollars on those see-through leggings you saw everywhere and chosen a shirt that wouldn’t have anything embarrassing said on it, eventually settling up for a black assemble that made you seem professional, but also cheeky.

Not that a guy as pretty as Alex would notice it.

You were honestly still surprised he hadn’t a girlfriend, since he seemed the best guy you had come across in a long time.

But maybe he was an asshole or…

… an arrogant prick…

… that was the only reason why he honestly was still single.

His personality must have been the worst.

And you were thinking this when you heard a male voice calling your name, and as you turned you saw that it was indeed Alex, almost as if he had been conjured by your own thoughts.

And you found yourself almost stuck on the ground, where you had sat down to calm yourself, till he was in front of you and you were already checking your sweaty hands, for the handshake, but he went a step further and straight up hugged you, making you yelp lightly at the contact.

And there you found out that he smelled divinely, something like expensive perfume mixed with a tint of smoke, as you felt the strength of his body, trying not to fangirl.

You very awkwardly hugged him back, mumbling a screeching ‘Hi’.

“It’s absolutely nice to meet you!” he said gingerly, as he ended the hug moving back to look at you “… I hope I am not late, the jetlag still has some kind of hold on me…”.

“No no, don’t worry! I am (Y/N)” Gosh could you have said something more stupid? “… I am a big fan of ‘Vikings’ “.

Oh, you could have definitely said something more idiotic.

But he didn’t seem to take it personally, lightly blushing as he thanked you for his words, and you had just to embarrass yourself further.

“… I also love your photography, I am not an expert, but…”.

“I do appreciate it truly, and if you do end up teaching me how to dance, I could teach you all about photography” he promised you, a light twinkle of interest in his eyes.

“Oh, c’mon you aren’t so bad at dancing!” and you realized how stalkerish your comment had sounded and proceeded to add “… I have seen your insta…”.

“Yeah I like being dorky” he mumbled softly, completely unfazed by the fact that you had stalked him “… and I honestly am afraid to do all of this”.

A light blush appeared on his face, showing you that although he had acted all tough and adorably, he certainly had a more insecure side, and you, a dancer, totally understood it, softly suggesting that he just showed you ‘a few of his moves’, getting a light raise of eyebrows from him, but eventually he did.

And although you’d have to work on his style, you couldn’t help but smirk lightly at the notion that he certainly enjoyed dancing, and it showed, something that many people, even professional dancers didn’t own.

Alongside a general positive vibe to him that you absolutely loved.

“… I do think that we can get something out of you” you had then smirked softly, as you had introduced him to the swing of the 60s, trying not to mind too much fact to the way his body felt onto yours, as you taught him the basilar steps.

In the end, all your worries disappeared, because Alex seemed the guy of the photos, and much more.

The more you met, the more you discovered new sides of him, such as the one that would bring his camera over to try to teach you what was interesting about photography, shooting a few sneaky pictures of you as you tried out the moves on your own, seeing what would work and what wouldn’t.

And the one he’d have when he’d met a few of his fans and would be the absolute sweetest at them, no matter how annoying or clingy they were, as he blushed for the entire time, with a shyness that the didn’t let on behind the camera.

And the one that’d constantly make fun of you, softly, and then compliment you on your technique as he watched you completely amazed by the way you’d move so gracefully, dosing you with so much praise that you weren’t in the slightest used to receive.

And you’d blush a lot around him.

He was honestly a nice guy and it was impossible not to fall in love with him.

Although you were well aware you didn’t stand a chance.

You were an unknown dancer who had been lucky enough to land a role, whereas he was the most gorgeous boy you had ever seen, with an established career and a great ability with photography.

But sometimes, during tryouts, he’d just hold you closer than he should have and spun you around with the sweetest of smiles, the one you felt like he had only for you.

And no one else.

But he had always kept it very clear that you were simply good coworkers and friends, something for which you were already too grateful.

You learned the routine, together, rather quickly and were lucky enough to have such a good chemistry that you acted perfectly like the awkward lovers you had to play in the movie, enough that you heard a few people from the productions complaining about the main actors, since they didn’t get on as well as you and Alex did.

And when you had to promote the movie, you were the production go-to, since you were both rather young and easy on the eyes, and again…

… the complicity between you two was palpable.

Which was a boost for your career, since you had already started receiving a few offers before the movie even dropped.

And as much as you felt awkward answering questions about your life, Alex, again made the entire atmosphere more comfortable, joking around and making you feel at ease, almost as if you were hosting a party among friends and not journalists.

And then it had happened.

The fateful question.

‘Are you together?’ giggled a blonde journalist ‘… because we couldn’t help but notice the amazing chemistry between you and it just…’.

And you couldn’t help but blush, before stammering out a small ‘no’, sure that Alex would agree with you, but you couldn’t help but catch a light expression of disappointment appear on his face, as you raised your head to meet his face.

Almost as if he hadn’t expected such a direct rejection.

And you low key couldn’t understand whether it was just your eyes not working or you had caught some secret part of his heart.

Something that Alex hadn’t told you.

You tried to confront him softly, after the interview but he just told you that he was busy and run away, and again you were left doubting whether your fangirl dream had come true or you had started having delusional hallucination.

Either way, it didn’t stop you from trying to analyze your entire ‘relationship’ with Alex: he was certainly quite touchy, maybe more than it was appropriate between two friends, but you couldn’t exactly blame him when you were constantly all over him during your dancing routines.

And sometimes not simply accidentally.

You had also to admit that you definitely had chemistry, but at the same time you felt like it’d be bad to assume that just because you had that, you’d have to be more than simply friends.

And the fact that Alex didn’t hang out with you anymore after the interview honestly put your mind at unease, worried that you had done something wrong.

He wouldn’t talk with you, except for texting, justifying his absence with the fact that he was ‘extremely busy’.

And in the end the only time you saw him was at the premiere of the movie.

You arrived on your own, something that definitely made you uncomfortable, unsure of how to properly act without Alex trying to calm you and distract you from the attention of photographers, who screamed at you how to pose.

And you were more than happy to be led away by a fellow back up dancer, who started chatting with you and more importantly pushing glasses of champagne in your hands.

But right when you were all supposed to enter the cinema, you felt an hand pushing itself on your shoulder and almost on your own you couldn’t help but turn around with the biggest smile, as you came face to face with Alex.

But he looked almost… shy.

Which was unusual for him, although you were relieved when he hugged you tight to greet you.

“Hey, handsome, where did you hide?” you mumbled tightly as he just shrugged his shoulders.

“… ahem, I just… had some things to figure out” he replied tightly “… I am sorry for acting like an asshole”.

“You are the one who said it” you teased him “… you can make it up to me with a good hamburger, once we get out of this entire thing”.

“You got it, my lady” his voice wasn’t in the slightest as amused as it usually was when you teased him, and you couldn’t help but feel deep down in your guts that something wasn’t wrong.

Something wasn’t the same anymore.

And simply smiled at him, before moving to get in the cinema, but again Alex stopped you gripping gently your hand.

“About the hamburger… can we take McDonalds and go to my place, to talk a bit? I have something to tell you”.

It was probably ‘fucking leave me alone, you psycho’ talk.

So, although you tried your best to enjoy your great moment, you couldn’t focus on it, till you suddenly felt Alex reach out for your hand, almost as if he understood your distress, and although you were still nervous, you were able to calm a bit.

And his hand kept on being in yours.

Even when you sneaked away from the premiere, to seriously get your McDonalds, as you moved to his apartment.

A strange and awkward intimacy downed upon you, both, as Alex went to get some plates for you, meanwhile you tried to calm yourself, drying your sweaty hands on your designer rented dress.

You were truly grateful that Alex came back with an enormous hoodie of his to allow you to avoid having to renounce eating this month to pay the dress you had been wearing at the premiere.

And still you blushed when he told you ‘it was a shame that you wouldn’t be wearing it anymore, it honestly looked so good on you…’.

“… I just think that you’d be the sexiest, eating a greasy hamburger in a Dior dress”.

And you had blushed, hard, able to simply flip him off, as you moved to change in the bathroom.

And you were glad that although the awkwardness kept on being awfully present, you were able to chat as two friends, as Alex threw fries at you, after you mentioned how dorky he looked in the final cut of the movie.

‘It isn’t fair!’ he tried to reply harshly ‘…when you look half the time as a goddess!’.

And you had blushed even redder.

But what had been even more embarrassing was what followed as you saw that Alex wasn’t meeting your gaze, and you were aware this was the time that he’d kick you out, for ever.

He had been nice with you, just to sweeten the entire thing.

“I am sorry for having ignored these days, I just…” he gently ruffled his hair, making you sink your “… I had things to figure out”.

“Ahhh don’t worry, I just… I just hope that I wasn’t annoying…” you tried to excuse yourself, getting an immediate reaction by Alex, who looked at you with those beautiful blue eyes, almost as if he didn’t understand why you would think he felt that way, before he shook his head.

“Hey, hey, sweetheart, it wasn’t you…” he immediately comforted you, his hand reaching out for your face to make you look at him in the eyes “… I just…”.

“I am sorry if I seemed to want something more than a friendship” you rushed softly out, almost choking on the words, meanwhile Alex just looked at you shocked “… I swear that I never intended to rupture the boundaries”.

“I don’t want to be your friend” surprised you Alex, before a slight blush appeared also on his cheeks, and the breath completely got out of your lungs.

Perfect.

Now that the truth was out there, you could get yourself out there on your own, and drown yourself in tequila…

“… oh then…” and you made to turn, but he reached out for your hand and made you turn almost abruptly towards him.

“I want to be something more” he breathed right on your lips and before you knew it, his lips were right on yours, kissing you with a fierceness that made you lightheaded, hence you had to lightly lean against the chair behind you.

And Alex immediately recognized that something was wrong, pushing himself back as he shot you a worried look, before again moving his stare to his shoes.

“I am sorry” he mumbled tightly “…I just… Gosh I fucking ruined everything!”.

And he made to turn around, but this time you were the one who stopped him.

“… what if I… don’t want to be your friend, either?” you mumbled, rushing through the words, both for the lack of air from the kiss and for the embarrassment on your cheeks “… because I don’t think that friends are supposed to kiss each other, but I want to kiss you so so bad again”.

He seemed shocked, but slowly his face turned in a soft surprise, before he rushed to you again, kissing you but with much more softness and tenderness, no fear of rejection in this kiss, and again you felt lightheaded, but this time it was damnably pleasurable, and soon allowed Alex to deepen the kiss.

And he gently pushed a reverent hand on your face, caressing the skin there, as you were more than happy to ruffle the perfect volume of his soft hair, definitely the softest you had ever touched.

And you both kept kissing each other, one after the other, as you tried to make up for the lost time.

But soon, you’d have to talk it out.

You knew it.

And you almost moaned in pain at being harshly pushed away, looking at him with pleading eyes, as he giggled softly, biting his lips.

“Don’t worry sweetie, I have no intention of putting baby in a corner”.

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This is a special gift for @alexhandersenx​ !

[darlinvandijk]

I just need you

Concept: basically just Ruel needing a lil extra love because some days we just need a bit more love and reassurance, like we all have our days yk. As usual dm me and whatnot with request ideas for someone and I’ll be happy to comply! (Sorry if it’s really fucking long, I can’t help it lmao) I hope you enjoy :)

I let out a laugh as I read through the texts Ruel is sending me about his studio session since he is literally sending an update every 5-10 minutes. It’s a little confusing though since he never sends this many texts, which is saying a lot because we are always texting each other. He’s also only been gone for about an hour now considering he left at 7 am and it’s barely reaching 8.

As I’m heading into the kitchen of our apartment I feel my phone start to vibrate in my back pocket, I instantly pull it out to see who’s calling, only to be left confused because it’s Ruel, and he usually isn’t allowed to make any phone calls to me during studio time since I’m a “distraction”, but I just brush the concerned thoughts away, knowing he’s probably just really bored with the studio session today and was able to get a break.

“Hello? You forget something here bub?” I say as soon as I answer the call, knowing there has to be a reason Nate let him make a call to me, and also because Ruel always leaves something important here. I hear silence for a couple of moments before he finally speaks up through the phone.

“No, I just uhm needed to hear you that’s all. What’re you up to?” He mumbles with a weird underlying tone that I just can’t point out, maybe there’s something that’s actually off with him because the way he’s been acting today isn’t typical Ruel behavior.

“Ruel you just saw me like an hour ago when you woke me up to lock the door and whatnot, are you okay?” I hesitantly ask him since I know he struggles with talking about how he feels on the spot, especially in front of other people, whomst I know are sitting in the studio listening in. I also don’t want to push him and make him uncomfortable if I’m actually just looking into things too much.

“Yeah I’m all good, just recording like usual. I’ll try to come home early today, not feeling the studio session today I guess.” He says, it throws me off because lord knows that this boy is in love with music, even when the sessions can become a little tedious for him, but today was supposed to be the day he actually gets to record and be one step closer to releasing something for his fans, which I swore he was excited about a couple days ago.

“Of course baby, just take care of everything you need to, and I’ll be right here waiting for you when you get back, okay?” I tell him trying to reassure his nerves and to hopefully help him get out of the little mood he’s seemed to have got himself in, he’s probably just anxious about whether the fans will like the track or not.

“Okay, I have to go now so I can record some more. I-I love you” he mutters through the receiver with a little hitch in his voice causing me to tense up at the sound of his uneasy breathing, making me more concerned than I was seconds ago.

“I love you too, you’re gonna kill it today, and I can’t wait to hear all about it when you get back. See you soon bubs, alright?” I say putting as much reassurance into my words as I can. He replies back to me and we sign off the call, leaving me perpelxed because something was obviously wrong but I couldn’t tell if it was nerves or just him being tired.

I decide to go and clean our room and get it all prepared for the movie day I have planned in hopes of helping him relax and calm down from whatever it is that is bothering him or stressing him out. I’ve got a whole pile of junk food, specifically bags of Cheetos, and then a stack of marvel movies, with all the Spider-Man movies being a large portion of the stack.

It hits about 11 am when I hear the front door getting unlocked and footsteps entering and going into the kitchen. I walk from our bedroom to the kitchen to see Ruel silently rummaging through the cabinets looking for something.

“Looking for something specific babe?” I ask from behind him, causing him to flinch not expecting me to just show up behind him. He’s back a lot earlier than expected, but I decide to just ignore it and not question him about it incase it stresses him out even more. He gets over his little shock and turns to wrap his arms around me, squeezing me as close to him as possible. I hold him equally as tight, because I missed my bubs, even if it was only a couple hours.

“I missed you today, definitely not fun without you my love” he mumbles into my neck where he’s managed to press his face. I let out a light laugh upon feeling all the kisses he’s placing there and on my collarbone. I lightly push him away from my neck and look into his eyes, only for him to push himself against me again.

“Bubs I wanna look at youuu” I whine playfully while running my hands through his hair, causing him to let out a laugh against my shoulder. He ignores my statement and lifts me up, wrapping my legs around his waist, and carries me into our bedroom. He sets me onto the bed before walking into our closet and changing his clothes for just a pair of sweats.

“I can feel you staring at me babygirl.” He states as I shamelessly watch him, he then turns his head to me and lifts an eyebrow up, I challenge him by staring straight into his eyes before he finally looks away with a chuckle.

“You’re my boyfriend, I have every right to stare at you” I sass him with an eye roll, causing him to laugh at me and flick my forehead once he makes it back over to the bed. He then climbs onto the bed and lays right on top of me, letting out a small sigh as he does so.

I get up to put one of the movies into the DVD player, only for Ruel to grab me and pull me back down into him. He instantly wraps himself around me, caging me into his body so that I can’t get up or leave. I look at him with a questioning look, only for him to look away and avoid my eyes.

“I got us movies, let me get up really fast so I can put one in, and then we can go back to cuddling, okay?” I ask him as I run my hands through his soft hair, he looks up at me with a soft look in his green eyes and nods his head. Before I can get up from the bed, he turns his head and gives me a soft kiss before laying back down without me. I smile at him and run my thumb across his cheek before finally putting the movie on.

I get back onto the bed and let Ruel get himself situated, since he seems to want to be really close to me today. I move so I’m leaning against the headboard, with Ruel resting his head on my chest because his back is against my stomach, or at least part of his back because that boys torso is 2x the length of mine. I bend my knees so that his body is resting between my legs and I’m practically caging him against my body.

“I love you. Like I really fucking love you princess” Ruel mumbles while grabbing my hand from playing with his hair to press a kiss to my palm. I move our hands and rest them against his chest as he leans farther back into my body.

“I know, I love you just as much” I whisper pressing a kiss to the side of his head, to which he responds by turning his body and just laying directly on top of me. He turns his head a bit and nuzzles it into my chest, leaving soft little kisses every now and then, whilst completely ignoring the movie, even though it’s one of his favorites. I notice that while he’s laying here and I’m running my fingers through his hair, his grip on me seems to be pretty tight and unmoving. Not enough to be uncomfortable or hurt, but enough to wear he’s making sure I can’t move away from him.

He gets up mumbling something about needing a bottle of water and pauses the movie, the surprisingly turns around and lifts me off the bed, carrying me to the kitchen with him to get his water.

“Uhm what’re you doing babe?” I question him as I cling onto him, since there was literally no need to bring me when it takes 30 seconds to get a water bottle and be back in the room.

“Getting water?” He questions back acting like he doesn’t know what I really mean. I give him a deadpanned look only for him to just look away and start to walk back to the room after retrieving the water bottle.

He lays us back on the bed but sets me down and then moves to lay in front of me, giving me the signal that he wants to be the little spoon, rather than the big spoon like he usually is. I wrap my body around him and feel him put his hands over mine that are resting on his abdomen. I turn off the movie when I realize he’s not watching it and instead looking at our hands.

“Is there a reason you’re being so clingy today my love?” I whisper in his ear as I trace little shapes on his stomach. He tenses up at my question and shifts to move away, causing me to grip onto him.

“I’m not trying to be clingy.” He mutters while staring straight ahead to the wall, with a slightly anxious look on his face.

“It’s not a bad thing, I love when you want to be around me like this. I’m also not going to judge you, I’m here for you to talk whenever you need it bubs, I just want to know if you’re okay. Are you okay baby?” I whisper while moving one hand from his stomach to run through his hair. He turns his body pressing his face into my neck while gripping me against him.

“I don’t know, I feel anxious and it hurts and everything is hurting me. I just don’t want it to hurt anymore.” He whispers as I feel tears soak into his shirt that I’m wearing. I lean back and wipe the tears away with my thumbs, feeling sad that my baby is hurting so much and there’s nothing I can do to stop it.

“What do you want me to do baby? I’ll do whatever it takes to make you feel better” I tell him while planting a kiss on the tip of his nose, because I know he likes when I do that, something about how it’s just a loving gesture that makes him feel good.

“I just need you.” his voice shakes as he says this, showing that today just really wasn’t a good day for him and his anxiety. Knowing how much it can get to him, I pull him even tighter against me while pressing light kisses to his forehead.

“I’m not going anywhere don’t worry. You have me, all of me” I whisper before giving him a kiss and letting him relax into my arms.

Everybody needs a little extra love sometimes, because some days are just worse than others, and I’ll make sure to give him all the love he needs.

happy birthday my love, you’re 17 now ♡

[nthngbxtfanfics]

The MONSTA Office - IM (Changkyun)

START A RIOT

You suddenly felt something hitting your forehead. Looking down, you noticed a small piece of paper, crumpled into a small ball. Your eyebrows started to meet each other, as another crumple hit your face, this time closer to your eyes. Your eyes lifted to the direction it came from. 

You met your coworkers eyes, who wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. His smirk was hidden from the screen in front of him. Your eyes shot him a glare, being annoyed by the man sitting opposite from you.

You decided to ignore him and continued on your task. Changkyun didn’t like it and thought about a way to get your attention back. He nudged his foot against your leg multiple times. But you continued to act like you felt nothing. Your coworker clicked on his pen, while lifting his arm to push it in front of your face. He threw more paper crumples towards you, all abandoned on the floor. 

A new idea plopped up in his head, he opened the intern chat function for the company and spammed your messenger with random sentences. First some random facts that plopped up in his mind then some stupid dad jokes. His last card were cringe pickup lines that he found on the internet.

You thought he grew bored as your messenger stopped giving you notifications. But you were wrong. 

Changkyun was convinced he would get your attention, he tried one last thing. Even though he had to pull up all his encouragement and will power to do it.

“Y/N-ssi noona~ give me attention juseyo~” you couldn’t hold back the snort coming out of you, that was the last end of the straw. Your head met with the surface of your table, trying to hold back your laughter.

Despite being embarrassed by his attempt of doing aegyo, Changykun was still satisfied of you breaking your stone wall. A smirk placed over his lips as he stood up from his chair to examine your state.  Your forehead still sticked to the wood and your shoulders were shaking from laughing.

“So, since I got your attention, wanna have some fun?” you lifted your head, as your laughter slowly died down. Brushing away the small tears from the corner of your eyes, you met your table mates eyes, who was waiting for your response. 

A thought plopped up in your mind, why not annoy him a little? Your face became stone hard and a resting bitch-face placed over your features.

“No.” You looked him dead in the eyes. As the word left your lips, your eyes looked back down onto your screen. Missing Changkyuns reaction.

“Yah, Y/N-ssi~ I did not wasted my time, trying to catch your attention, only for you to respond like that. I called you a fucking Noona, even though I’m older than you!”

“Changkyun.” you exhaled before you continued your rant. But as you lifted your eyes back up, you only saw a pouting puppy with crossed arms in front of you. You couldn’t help yourself and feel defeated. No win for you this day. You hated it the most whenever Changkyun pulled out that card, but it’s better than him being some kind of perverted, horny teenage boy. “What do you want?” Changkyuns smile grew wide and his eyes started to sparkle, but were replaced in a matter of seconds into a devilish grin. His eyes got darker and his confident-level was rising.

You knew what it meant.

“I want you to get wasted with me, tonight!”

“Changkyun, I-”

“Nuh uh! You, me, that barbecue place and plenty of soju. Tonight! I want you to cancel all your plans cuz tonight is Changkyun time and all your attention will be on me” he emphasized every word with his circulating finger and the eyes of Satan. That just calls trouble for the whole night. The scenarios already playing in your mind, as your memories from the last time came up. The night just ended in Changkyun being the one completely wasted, throwing up all mixtures of alcohol he consumed that night, you taking him back to your Apartment, since you didn’t knew where he lived. And taking care of him for a whole day, because of his hangover. You also remembered what kind of drunk he was, a clingy motherfucker, who’s a mixture of I wanna cuddle you and I want my dick balls-deep in you.  And you were sure you wouldn’t need that. 

“Changkyun! I have to finish that and meet Shownu.” There was the pout again. His eyes narrowed at your low excuse, he just wasn’t having it.

“Is Shownu really more important than your best table and drinking mate?”

“Shownu is my boss and also yours, I can’t tell him no.”

“Who you can’t tell no?” a sudden presence made itself clear, you recognized the voice and turned your head to the person behind you. Speaking of said man, Shownu in his whole glory, stood behind you.

“Oh well-”

“Y/N-ssi, can’t finish the task today and was just too scared to cancel your meeting.” you shot Changkyun a glare as the male interrupted you and got amused by your little struggle.

“Y/N-ssi, I don’t mind, you can talk to me. If you can’t finish it, it’s ok. We can arrange it on a different day.” Shownu placed his warm palm on your shoulder, as you couldn’t hold back a curse under your breath. Gladly it went unnoticed by your boss.

“No Shownu-”

“Y/N-ssi, Shownu-hyung said it’s fine. Don’t worry.” the amusement rose within Changkyun and watched your frustration taking over your features.

“I’ll leave you then, come to my office when you’re done. You don’t have to tell Minhyuk to let you in. My doors are always open for you.” Shownu send you a warm smile, a pat on your shoulder and left you alone with Changkyun.

As soon as Shownu left, Changkyun couldn’t hold back his devilish laughter. “Looks like you’re free tonight, Babygirl! I told you to cancel all your plan. We’re going hard tonight!” a heavy sigh left your chest. You loved Changkyun, but going out with him is too risky for your well being. At this moment you just wished you had a boyfriend to avoid him, but it wouldn’t stop Changkyun anyway.

You leaned back on your chair, in the corner of your eyes you saw Jooheon walking by. You needed an excuse, an really good excuse to not go out.

“Jooheon!” you shouted, catching the males attention. Jooheon got startled by your sudden outburst. Changkyuns features grew hard, as he understood your attempts. But his goal was to get you for tonight and Jooheon won’t be the reason for his plans to get to waste. He watched you jumping up from your chair and walking straight to the overly confused Jooheon.

“Don’t you wanted me to look after your cats? Hm? Should I pick them up or should I stay at your place?” your small arm framed Jooheons shoulder, pulling him close to your side.

“Ehm. Y/N-ssi, that was last week you already looked after them.” his eyes grew wide as he noticed how close you were.

“Ah right, I forgot- ” you laughed nervously, catching glances at Changkyun “Don’t you want to visit your parents again? I can look after them though.” your arm grew tighter around him and Jooheon became flustered, not understanding the whole situation.

“Actually not. Why are you asking? Did you fell in love with Yoshi and Gucci?” your eyes glared at him annoyed, as a sneaky grin grew over his lips.

“Hey Jooheon!” you both turned to Changkyun. “Wanna have a drink tonight?”

“Yes! You see? You can go out with Changkyun and I take care of Yoshi and Gucci, ok?” you slapped Jooheons back, in an attempt to convince him.

“What the hell? As if they can’t stay alone for one night.”

“Y/N-ssi, I didn’t mean on going alone with Jooheon. I’m just inviting him to hang out with us.” Changkyun stood now next to you and Jooheon.

“Oh you both planned on going out? Why do you ask to take care of my cats then?” Jooheon turned to you and saw your displeased face. 

“Yea Y/N, did you forget about our meet up?” Changkyun teasing voice, was like annoying elevator music in your ears. You shot him a glare, earning a chuckle from the male. Now all clicked in Jooheons head, your behavior made now sense to the male. His mouth shot slightly open, his head turned aside as he nodded it along. Jooheon knew what your problem was and was ready to add more fuel to your annoyed state. Why not help his best friend and tease the shit out of you.

“Changkyun, I’ll gladly accept your offer.” Jooheon nodded along his words and shot a smile towards you.

“So you guys shall plan your night, I’ll continue to work then ok?” you tried to sneak out and head to the restroom. But Changkyun caught your arm and pulled you back, to hinder your escape.

“No No Y/N-ssi~ Like I said, we three will hang out together.” You pulled your arm out of Changkyuns grip and tsked at his annoying grin. You said nothing and walked to the kitchen office. Both mens eyes followed your leaving figure, a smirk over both lips and an triumphed handshake, emphasizing their partnership in this crime.

You reached the kitchen, to make yourself some coffee. You needed to cool down.

“Why do I have to deal with them now?” you mumbled to yourself, as your coffee was getting ready.

“Do you mean Changkyun and Jooheon?” Your head snapped to the side as you got startled by the sudden voice.

“Hoseok~” you whined into the males side, you were glad he was next to you. Your forehead met the strong shoulder of your friend. Wonho laughed at your distressed state and patted your head. “They want to go out drinking again. Hoseok~ I can’t handle another night with Changkyun and now Jooheon is joining us. What should I do?” your forehead got replaced by your chin.

“Well, I can’t help you with that issue. I mean it’s Changkyun, he always gets what he wants and you know that.” Wonho prepared your coffee and made himself a cup too.

“I know...Can I get a hug? I need comfort.” you held your arms up, to signal your desire for his soft muscles. Wonho chuckled and pulled you in his arms, he couldn’t help but smile at your cuteness. He felt bad for liking it when you’re frustrated.

“Here you are!” your cuddle session got interrupted by the said man, Changkyun. You groaned as your arms separated themselves from the radiating warmth of Wonhos body.

“What do you want?”

“We have to discuss what food we’ll eat, you idiot.”

“Changkyun, I really don’t wanna go. I’d rather finish that task, talk to Shownu, go home, eat and sleep.” you took your cup of coffee and walked out of the office kitchen. Changkyun followed your steps and continued to annoy your remaining brain cells.

“Y/N-ssi, but I want to go get a drink with you. Y/N-ssi Noona~ Please go with me. Don’t you wanna go out with your cutest table mate? Honey-hyung wants to spend time with you too. Noona~ don’t ignore me juseyo~” Changkyun followed you throughout the whole day, annoying you with his aegyo voice. You ignored the male, but I wasn’t going to back down.. Changkyuns behavior amused the people around the office. By now, everyone knew what was going on between you and him. Until you walked into the kitchen a second time, this time both of you alone.

Kihyun concentrated on his task, he was glad that you and Changkyun have left. He grew annoyed by the Maknaes constant whining. Kihyun wanted to help you, but with Changkyun attached to your butt would have been his biggest struggle. Now, he was glad you both left and hoped you’ll do something about and talk some sense into the boy. Sadly, the peace in the office got destroyed as a loud crashing sound came from the, normally quite room. All heads looked towards the door of their shared kitchen. The whole floor grew quite, waiting for the next impact.

“Fuck.” It seemed like Jooheons word started a  snow avalanche as loud noises, screaming, smashing and other non-human noises came from the kitchen.

“Leave me alone! For fucks sake!” your voice was loud and clear through those walls.

“No, only if you stop making excuses and go to that damn barbecue place with me!” Changkyun tried to be louder than you to overpower your voice.

“But I don’t want to go Changkyun, I have to finish that damn task!”

“Fuck that task! Fuck Shownu! I want you to fucking go and get fucking wasted!”

“I’d rather fuck Shownu than go and take care of your drunk ass!” Minhyuk snorted loudly, he tried his best holding back his laughter.

“My drunk ass is more entertaining than that task!”

“Changkyun! Maybe for you, since you can glue to my ass the whole night. But I’m not having it!”

“For fucks sake Y/N! Do what I’m telling you and go fucking out with me!” After this sentence, a loud noise erupted like an earthquake and many more. You threw everything that landed between your fingertips at Changkyun. More shouting erupted between you both. Madness, filled the small space, no one dared to go inside and stop you two. Too scared for their own life and then, the door smashed opened revealing a frightened man walking backwards in defense.

“Yah, Y/N-ssi put that down. Ow!” you hit Changkyun repeatedly with the towel in your hand. As you both walked out of the kitchen, you took new items to throw at Changkyun. The man looked to the side, the bin with shredded paper, looking at him, telling him to throw that at you. So he did and ran away afterwards. The content hit your face, coating the floor with little snippets. As your vision was clear again, you ran after Changkyun around the office. Changkyun tried his best to keep the distance between you two, pulling chairs behind him. Hiding behind coworkers, throwing more paper in to you. Yea it did looked childish, but that was kinda normal, especially when Changkyun goes onto your nerves. Normally he’s your chillest male friend who makes you laugh. But today, he either way someone put something in his coffee that turned him into an annoying brat or you just needed sleep. 

You catched him after a two minute race and hit him multiple times. Changkyun tired to stop you, he wouldn’t hurt you and tried not to hit you. He found it quite amusing how he managed to make you go rampage on him. But when you hit a very sensitive spot, the grin on his face disappeared and was ready to go hard. But you got pulled apart before he could lift his arm.

Wonho pulled you away from Changkyun, stopping you from your outburst. And Changkyun got pulled away by Jooheon and Mihyuk, a startled look left on both your faces. Embarrassment creeped up in you and you could feel your cheeks heating up, coloring them in deep pink.

“I’m good.” Changkyun came back from confusion and pulled away from his friends.

“You both sure are a lot of trouble, look at the office.” Kihyun nagged at you two and pointed around the room, showing the mess you made. “Because of you, no one could concentrate and you both had nothing better to do then make this mess.”

Your head hung low out of embarrassment, Changkyun avoided the older ones eyes.

“Sorry.” you both said in unison. Kihyun nodded in response, as a sigh escaped his chest.

“What should we do about this mess now?” Jooheon questioned.

“Clean up. Both of you.” Shownu came into display, viewing the mess you both made. His voice was stern, but calm.

“But-”

“You made this mess together. I want you to clean up the mess and after you finished your shift, you both stay and do the work of Mrs Lee.”

“What?” Changkyun and you looked up to Shownu, disbelieved.

“I want you to take responsibility for this and get your punishment. I want to see you both tomorrow in my Office at 10.” Shownus gaze was strong and you felt small, but his eyes were more intense as they laid on you. You nodded and Shownu took it as a sign and left.

“You sure are a lot of trouble though.” stated Kihyun.

“Well Y/N-ssi you may have luck and Shownu-hyung and you will be alone so you can fuck him tomorrow.” Minhyuk laughed at his own joke, making the others snicker around him. More heat rushed to your cheeks and the redness becoming deeper. Your hands hid your face and Wonho hugged you from behind.

“I don’t wanna do this.” you whined as you squished the water out of the cloth in your hand. 

“We could have been eating grilled meet at your favorite place with some nice drinks. But no you needed to start a fucking riot and brought us to this situation.” Changkyun wasn’t amused about the punishment not even by your whining. He himself wanted to be somewhere else.

“How could I not? You’ve been annoying me the whole day even though I told I don’t wanted to.” you were mad and threw the wet cloth onto the table and looked to the man.

“But I wanted to spend some time with you.” Changkyun stopped sweeping the floor as he met your eyes.

“But why?” the same frustration from earlier came back as Changkyun seemed to not back down from his wish.

“I wanted you to relax and have some time off. You’ve been working on this task like a madman, as if your whole life depended on it. You looked extremely slim, I thought you haven’t been eating well. All I wanted was to treat you and loosen up a bit.” Changkyuns words filled your chest guilt. He fiddled with his fingers as his head hung low, avoiding your gaze. You thought you wouldn’t be too obvious.

“Changkyun. I’m sorry.” were the only words you could tell him in this moment.

“Don’t be, I should’ve made a different approach and not annoy you till the end. But I knew you wouldn’t give in and I thought this would be the only option.” your feet dragged you to Changkyun, your arms flew out and embraced the man. Your arms squeezed his shoulders, mumbling a “Thank you” into his shoulder. You pulled back after some time and looked into his eyes. You both smiled warmly.

“Still wanna go out and eat? My treat.” Your smile grew wider followed by a nod.

“But first let’s finish here.” Changkyun nodded and stepped out of your embrace, walking away from you.

“Not without some entertainment.” your friend walked up to Minhyuks desk turning on the speakers, turning them as high as possible. Loud music filled the room together with your laughter.

“May I have that dance.” Changkyun stretched his arm out for you. You reached out, lying your fingers gently into his palm. He pulled you along onto a free space in the room. As the song switched the son Riot by Hollywood Undead started to play. And your cleaning riot had started.

Your day finished with a warm meal, alcohol in your system and a spaced out Changkyun on your lap. 

What a day.

[earthshinex]

Kim Taehyung- Lights Out

Title: Lights Out

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Angst ; Fluff

Request: (((: write me one with me and Tae and I’ll marry u

A/N: This is my first fanfic with Taehyung! And my first time posting a fanfic on Tumblr so bare with me but enjoy!

~~~

Ahh, Saturday.

Definitely one of your favorite days of the week. You got to sleep in later than usual and it meant your boyfriend had no rehearsals until Monday approached.

The sunlight peered into your now dimly lit room. The light ran over your face, making you feel warm. You slowly opened your eyes and smiled to yourself. You looked at your clock to see that you slept in until 1:00 PM.

You hopped out of bed and threw on one of Taehyung’s long sleeved shirts. You being so much smaller than him, the shirt reached your knees and the sleeves ran way past your hands. You didn’t mind it much since winter was approaching and you were freezing. You paired Taehyung’s shirt with a pair of leggings and house slippers and headed downstairs, not even bothering to fix the messy bun on your head.

You walked into the living room to find your boyfriend along with the rest of the members comfortably watching TV or eating lunch.

“Well someone’s finally awake. You refreshed, baby girl?” Taehyung asked, placing his sandwich on the table.

You laughed, “I am, thank you. Mind if I join you?”

“Of course I don’t.” Taehyung replied, making space for you on the couch.

You sat down, giving Tae a kiss as you did, and placed your legs on top of his.

“You didn’t ask if we minded or not.” Jungkook gagged.

Yoongi nodded in agreement, “I agree with Kookie on this one.”

“Well that’s probably because I don’t care.” You smirked.

Taehyung chuckled, “This is why I love you.” He proceeded in pulling you onto his lap and gave you another kiss, this time glaring at Jungkook as he did so.

Jungkook cringed, “Gross. I’d rather have someone bury me in the snow outside.”

“It’s snowing?” You asked, hopping up to look outside a window.

Just as the words left your mouth, J-Hope ran in screaming, “It’s snowing! Just as I have wanted!”

You smiled at his adorable child-like behavior, “I’ll join you, Hobi. Give me a second to put on warmer clothes.”

J-Hope grinned and ran back outside with Jimin following behind.

You went to give Taehyung a kiss but instead he grabbed you and held you on his lap, “Don’t leave me; you just woke up” he whined.

You laughed, “I just want to have some fun in the snow with Hobi. He’s excited.”

Taehyung held you tighter, “Stay inside and have some fun with me.” He whispered.

You turned around to meet Taehyung’s grin. You gave him a fake smile and gave him a quick kiss, “No.”

You tried to remove his hands but he only held you tighter, “Please don’t leave, babygirl.” He whined.

“Look, (Y/N), leave or don’t leave. Anything to get him to shut up.” Yoongi scoffed.

You sighed, “Fine. I’ll stay inside.”

Taehyung smiled as you rolled your eyes, “I love you.”

You smiled, “Me too.”

~~~

Once you spent some time with your super clingy boyfriend, you went outside to enjoy the snow with the members who weren’t buzz killers.

You made snowmen, had a snowball fight and attempted in making snow angels. When it came to picking teams, you chose Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook. Jimin, because he wouldn’t shut up if you didn’t. Tae , because he’s your boyfriend but also he is very good at games and Kookie because duh?! He’s the golden maknae!

Once all of the commotion had settled, you all went inside for hot chocolate and for you, cuddles from your Tae Bae.

“It was obvious (Y/N) cheated. No way she made that last hit on her own.”

“So you’re calling my teammate a liar?”

“Well I’m definitely not calling her a truther!”

“Guys,” you sighed, “It really doesn’t matter who won or not. It was for fun.”

“Not true, sweetheart. Jungkook and I had a bet.” Yoongi smirked, “Your little boyfriend was in on it too.”

“Tae?! What the crap?” You asked.

He shrugged, “I knew you could do it. Plus with the extra cash, we could do something together like a romantic weekend.”

You paused, “I’m intrigued. Who won?”

Yoongi sighed, “Well because you made the final hit, Jungkook and Taehyung. But Tae bet $800 so he gets more than Kookie.”

“Tae, what if we had lost? We don’t have that.”

“Well it’s a good thing you won, baby.” He smiled, wrapping an arm around your waist.

You shook your head, “One of these days, Tae. Something is gonna go wrong.”

“You worry too much, babe. It’s just plain fun. What could go wrong?”

You sighed, “Usually when people say that, something goes-”

The lights throughout the dorm suddenly shut off, leaving you and your friends in a freezing building with no light sources.

“Wrong.” You finished your previous sentence.

~~~

“Yep, all that snow blew a fuse for us. No power tonight kiddos.”

Taehyung huffed, “You guys are the smartest people here, you seriously can’t figure out the lights?”

“Look, Tae. Yoongi and I are smart but not smart enough to get all the lights in the building going! If the professionals can’t figure it out, how could we? If you want to help, light some candles and wait with the rest of us, please.” Namjoon stated.

“I’ll light the candles. Everyone else can relax.” Jin said, taking the lighter from Namjoon.

You noticed Tae standing by the window, probably staring into space.

You walked over to him, “Let’s go lay down, mkay? We can cuddle. That sound good?” You wrapped your arms around his torso.

He turned around to meet your eyes and smiled slightly, “Sure thing.”

“You guys will know where to find us. Let us know if you fix anything or get dinner. Can you at least check to see when the lights will be back on?” You asked, dragging Taehyung to the door.

Jungkook sighed, “We’ll go check, (Y/N). We know you aren’t a big fan of the dark.”

You smiled, “Thanks guys.”

~~~

You and Taehyung spent the rest of the afternoon in his room, cuddling and talking about random things. Your head was on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. While his hands were wrapped around you, nuzzling his face into your hair and occasionally your neck. It was in the moments like this when you realized you had picked the right one. Though the start of your friendship was rocky, once it settled, the relationship was better than ever.

“Whatcha thinking about, baby? You’ve been quiet for a while.”

“Nothing. Just us,” You paused, “And how much I really hope they get the lights back on before it’s dark.”

“We can just use flashlights. I know you don’t like the dark but we’ll be fine.” He said as he kissed your forehead.

“I guess you’re right. I have such a dumb phobia.” You sighed.

“It’s understandable, babe. You’re not afraid of the dark, you’re afraid of what’s in it. You feel unsafe. You lose your sight and it makes you uneasy. Just as understandable as someone with claustrophobia.”

You smiled, “You get me. How’d I get so lucky?”

He huffed, “I should be asking you the same thing.”

You smiled, “I love you.”

He kissed your hair, “I love you too.”

You sat up, “I’m gonna go check on their progress. Coming?”

He shrugged, “Too comfortable. I’ll stay here.”

You rolled your eyes, “Lazy butt.”

You gave him a quick kiss, grabbed your flashlight and headed down the hall.

Though you had a flashlight, it didn’t diminish your nervousness. To some, being afraid of the dark was silly, especially with you being in your 20s. But for you, it was just as serious as being afraid of death. You had never had the best experiences as a child. Your teenage years were filled with nothing but bullying and you spent most nights in your room, in the dark, surrounded by your haunting thoughts. You had never grown out of it and the darkness reminded you more and more of what a terrible life you had.

You don’t sleep with a nightlight like a child or turn the bathroom light on. You would lay in the dark but it wouldn’t bother you as much as long as Taehyung was by your side. Whenever he would go to turn the lights off, you would make sure to stand by him and hold his hand, to be sure that he was still there. He would hold you close because he knew it made you feel safer and as long as you could feel him or hear his heartbeat, you knew you would be fine.

The hallway seemed to never end as you continued on your way to the living room. You had really wished that Tae had come with you because you were starting to get paranoid. You could feel your palms getting sweaty and your breathing was turning into hyperventilating. You tried to keep pushing forward but your whole body was slowing you down and you became dizzy. You stopped to catch your breath, when you heard things moving behind you. You aimed your flashlight at the end of the hallway, only to find nothing but more hallway.

“There’s nothing there. There’s nothing there. You’re alright.” You whispered to yourself.

Just as your breathing began to slow down, you heard footsteps coming from different directions.

“Hello? Kookie? Yoongi? Please tell me that’s you guys.” You yelled out.

There was no response.

You tried to sit against the wall but ran into a table and knocked over, what you think, was a vase.

“Dammit.” You whispered.

You sat down, and covered your eyes, burying your face in your knees.

“Nothing is there. Nothing is there. Nothing is there.”

You heard footsteps running towards you and you buried your head even more.

“Nothing is there. Nothing is there.” You told yourself.

The footsteps had stopped and they were in front of you now, shining a light in your face. You didn’t look up, figuring that you were just imagining things.

“(Y/N)? Babygirl, are you okay? What happened?”

It was Taehyung.

Still not believing he was really there, you looked up slowly, still sitting in a ball. Tears ran down your face as you met his eyes.

It was really him.

He picked you up like a child, you wrapping your legs around his waist as you buried your head in his neck and cried even more. He brought you back to his room and placed you on the bed as he turned the lamp on.

“How…how is the lamp working?” You asked through tears.

“They got the lights up a few minutes ago. But I figured you didn’t know because the hallway light wasn’t on.”

You simply nodded as you wiped away your tears.

“I…I didn’t know, (Y/N). I should’ve come with you. I thought you would be alright. I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have let you go alone.” He grabbed your hand.

“It’s okay, Tae. I thought I could handle it too.”

After a few minutes of sitting in silence, Taehyung spoke, “They got pizza. I know you love it. I could go get you a slice.”

You smiled, “That’s okay. I’ll just go with you.”

He proceeded in standing up and turning his back to you as you hopped on. He held your legs and steadied himself before going into the kitchen.

You were greeted by the team, all eating and laughing at whatever show they were watching.

“Namjoon, I’m sorry about the vase. I didn’t know.” You said as you grabbed a slice.

“Don’t worry about it. I can always get a new one.” He smiled.

You sat down next to Taehyung as you watched TV and ate your pizza.

“Hey,” Taehyung said, “I love you. I’m always here for you, okay?”

“I know. I love you too.” You replied, scooting in closer to him.