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Be Mine

Pairing: Roommate!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff!

Word Count: 1,702

Summary: Every time you attempt to go on a date, something bad comes up. You then catch Bucky in the act, when he tries to sabotage your next date, leading to confessions.

A/N: I kinda think the ending suck, but overall I like this one. Hope You Enjoy!

You got out of the shower, dried off, and entered your bedroom. You were planning to go on a date with some guy you met online and you were completely excited.

It's been almost 5 months since you've had a boyfriend and you can't keep living like this. Your vibrator can't be your best friend for the rest of your life. You want something real, so that's how you found yourself getting dressed in a beautiful black dress.

You sang to your music as you put your makeup on, but the sound of a knock at your door made you pause it. "Come in!" The door opens revealing your roommate, Bucky.

He wore gray sweatpants, hanging low off his waist, looking around your room in confusion. "What are you dressing up for?" You smiled, turning around to look at him. "I got this hot date. His name's Levi and he's taking me out for dinner."

You turned back to your mirror, missing the way his face scrunched up. "A date?" You nodded your head with a hum. "Well, did you know that it's gonna rain tonight?" You looked at him confused, not remembering anyone saying anything about rain.

"But the news said it's supposed to be sunny today." Bucky cursed under his breath, knowing his excuse wasn't good. "Y-yeah, they just made an update an hour ago." Your mouth formed into a pout. "Good thing I got my jacket!"

You finished putting on your makeup and standing up. "Not to be rude, but can you get out? I gotta change." Bucky quickly moved from his spot at your door. "Yeah, but can I use your phone? I gotta make call." You nodded your head and gave him your phone without a thought.

The moment you closed your door, he got to work. He unlocked your phone and pulled up your messages with Levi. He then texted, 'Something came up and I'm actually getting back with my ex. Hope you understand.'

Bucky waited a couple of seconds and Levi responded back. 'Of course you are. Don't ever contact me again.'

Bucky smiled at his successful plan and blocked him. The sound of your door opening made him quickly put your phone down. You came around the corner with a smile on your face. "Well, what do ya think?" You twirled in a circle, and gave a small laugh at the end.

Bucky walked to you, hands connected to your hips. "You look good. Like, really good." You were so caught up in the feeling of his hands on your body, that you almost forgot about your date until your alarm went off. "Oh, he's gonna be here soon!"

You broke away from his touch, grabbing your phone. You grabbed your jacket and waited at the front door for almost 15 minutes, but not a single text came on your phone or car down your road.

You decided to text him in curiosity. 'Hey, are you coming to get me?' You waited a couple of minutes and got a response, ‘No I'm not going out with someone like you.' Your mouth dropped open in shock, at his response.

You let out a sad breath, slowly going back to your room. You shortly came back out, dressed in your pajamas, instantly going for some ice cream. Bucky came by and sat next to you. "Why are you still here? I thought you were going with that Levi guy."

You shook your head scooping some more ice cream in your mouth. "He blew me off, saying he didn't want to date someone like me. Like what does that even mean?" You wiped your eyes, making Bucky pull your face into his chest.

"It's alright. He didn't deserve you anyways. Maybe next time someone will be nice." It took everything in Bucky to hide the smile on his face.

That was 3 weeks ago.

Now you found yourself talking to another guy. This time you had a good feeling about him. His name is Anthony and he seems like a cool guy. He loves movies and playing video games, and you do too.

You've both talked about going to the movies as a first date, so you got dressed in shorts and a crop top, with less makeup. You were planning to keep it casual. Bucky walked past your room and saw you getting ready.

"Another date?" You smiled, jumping up. "Yeah and this time, I think he's the guy." Bucky rolled his eyes, thinking of a way to get the guy to back off. "He's gonna be here in 5 minutes, so call me when he's out, I gotta find my shoes in my closet."

Bucky looked over at your closet and saw clothes everywhere and shoes deep down in the pile. That would give him enough time for his plan.

The door knocked and Bucky got it instantly. Anthony's eyebrows scrunched down in confusion at the sight of Bucky. "Who the hell are you?" Bucky put on his best cold voice to the boy.

Anthony gulped, seeing how big and beefy Bucky looked. "Uh, I'm here to see, Y/n?" Bucky titled his head to the side, looking him up and down. "Why are you here to see my girlfriend?" Anthony's face turned into shock. "Oh I'm sorry, she didn't tell me she was dating someone."

Bucky nodded his head. “Yeah, well now you know. Now get outta here and don't come back unless you want me to knock you out." Anthony hurried off, running back to his car and driving off.

He felt bad about being rude to the kid, but no one was gonna take you away from him. His thoughts stopped when you came out of your room. "Did he come by yet?" Bucky pouted. " Unfortunately, no.”You took off your shoes, knowing there was no point.

"Why is it always me? What did I do to deserve this?" Your voice cracked as you went back to your room. That night, you didn't come back out, but with a little convincing from Bucky, you let him in and ended up sleeping together while watching a movie.

(Not sexually)

Time skip to 2 weeks and you've found some else.

Now, you may be thinking, why do you keep choosing different guys if they're just gonna blow you off?

Well, they do say 3rd time's a charm and you believe in this guy because you really like him.

The moment you two started talking, y'all connected instantly. Y'all share the same interests and love in things. What makes it even better is that you didn't meet him online, you met him at your local coffee shop.

You thought about it and came to the conclusion that maybe it wasn’t you. Maybe it was the online guys and that you needed to get to know someone in real life.

His name is Dillon which means loyal and that's what you really want in a relationship. Y'all agreed for your date to be a picnic. Something small for the first.

You wore a sundress with flats and all you could do was hope this would go well. You walked to the door, but was stopped by Bucky. "Woah, where are you going, looking like that?" You grabbed your purse, putting your things in it.

"A picnic with Dillon. I met him at that coffee shop we love to go to and he's really sweet." Bucky bit the inside of his cheek, stopping himself from saying anything. "I'm about to leave, do you need anything before I go?"

It took Bucky a moment to think of something, but it then came to his mind. "Yeah, can you hand me my phone? It should be on my nightstand." You put your phone and purse on the counter and went to his room. Bucky quickly grabbed your phone and went to the messages with Dillon.

He began typing something, but halfway through, he didn't realize that you came out. "Hey, Buck I didn't see-" You stopped mid sentence, after seeing Bucky on your phone. "What are you doing with my phone?"

Bucky's eyes grew wide in fear. "I-Uh." Bucky couldn't find the words to explain. You snatched your phone from his grip, and read the unsent message saying, 'I feel like we don't have a strong connection, so-'

The message was unfinished, but you already knew what he was gonna say next. "Bucky, what is this? Why would you try to say something like this?" Bucky scratched the back of his neck, not knowing how to explain everything.

He let out a sigh of defeat. "I didn't want you to go on the date." He looked at the ground while speaking, too embarrassed to look at you in your eyes. “Why were you gonna send this?" Bucky shrugged his shoulders. "Seeing you with some else makes me sick to my stomach."

Your expressions soften at his confession. "How? Do you think I'm gonna forget about you or something?" The joke was supposed to be funny, but by Bucky's facial expression, you could tell he was serious. "You don't understand, Y/n. I want you for myself."

You started getting nervous by the tone of his voice. He was coming, possessive?

You backed away, till your body hit the counter. "What do you mean? What are you trying to say?" Bucky finally looked into your eyes. "I don't wanna see you with anyone else, but me. I want you to be mine." You were shocked at his confession.

You didn't think Bucky would like you like that, but here you are. "Please just tell me if you feel the same because if not, I can live out and we don't ever have to speak again." You quickly denied. "No, no, I like you too, Bucky."

Bucky didn't give you time to say anything else when he engulfed your lips in a sweet slow kiss. Bucky took the lead by pulling you closer, deepening the kiss. You were both interrupted to the sound of your phone going off.

You were about to get your phone, but Bucky stopped you, grabbing your wrist. “Just ignore him and be mine.”

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x reader #james bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #marvel fluff

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steddieas-shegoes · 11 months

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Request: ok so listen; so Steve Harrington who didn't tell anyone he gets into a medical school (Indiana University School of medicine) but he travels to school during the week and Mike finds the graduation letter in Steve's apartment. He graduated as a premed student with a full scholarship to Harvard Medical school for the trauma surgeon program. The party realizes that their constant jokes making fun of Steve's intelligence caused him to not tell them about this. I want a mixture of angst with a full proper apology & a few years later him graduating from Harvard with the party cheering him.

MY LOOOOOOVE!!!! Nothing gets me going quite like a secret super smart Steve Harrington. Is it OOC? Maybe. But writing Steve as a fucking Harvard Med School graduate!!! A whole trauma surgeon!!!! YES!!!!! I obviously had to put some Steddie in there, mostly because Eddie deserves a happy ending, too and any chance I have to give him one, I will. - Mickala ❤️

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Steve was late. He’d been late a lot recently.

Mike started driving a few weeks ago, got his hands on Nancy’s car since she was busy traveling the world now, and he’d been quick to pick up the slack.

But he was growing impatient.

When they asked Steve why he was late, he shrugged it off, said he forgot. Everyone just went with it because obviously Steve’s kind of scatterbrained and a few fries short of a happy meal, especially after the head trauma.

But Mike was suspicious.

Steve let it go a little too easily.

And Eddie hadn’t stuck up for him like he usually did when they were teasing his intelligence.

Mike was letting himself into Steve’s apartment, using the key that he kept under the mat so the kids always had a place to go if they needed it.

He wasn’t home yet, but Mike had just been to Family Video and he wasn’t there either. Apparently, hadn’t been in at all today. Keith said something about ‘taking the day off for exams.’

Steve wasn’t in school though, so that meant he was lying and Mike wanted to know what he was lying about.

He looked at the counter, saw a large stack of mail, and decided that was probably a good place to start his search.

Most of it seemed like junk, a few bills, a letter from Robin, and an envelope that was torn open already from Indiana University.

If it was already open, it was fair game. That was his motto, at least.

He pulled out a thick stack of papers.

The seal in the corner of the first page said School of Medicine.

Was Steve sick? Had he started seeing the university doctors because of some weird problem with his head? Maybe that’s why he’d also been so forgetful lately.

Maybe they put him on a new medication trial or something and it was a side effect.

But he kept reading and felt his chest cave in.

Dear Mr. Steven J. Harrington,

It is a great honor to announce your successful completion of the pre-med degree program at Indiana University. Your incredible tenacity has proved that you’re prepared to work through any medical school program in the country.

Graduation is currently set for May 18, 1989. Please contact your advisor to reserve tickets by April 28, 1989.

Thank you for trusting Indiana University with your education. We look forward to seeing your accomplishments in the future!

“Holy shit.”

“Why are you reading my mail?”

Mike jumped at Steve’s voice. He’d been so busy reading the letter, he hadn’t heard the front door to the apartment open.

“You’re going to med school?”

“Hopefully, yeah.”

“What the fuck?”

Steve rolled his eyes and made his way to the fridge, grabbing a can of soda for himself.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, like. You’re. You’re you. How are you going to med school?”

Steve’s brows furrowed as he leaned against the counter and sipped at his drink.

“I graduated from pre-med as valedictorian. I’m not sure what you’re asking.”

“You? Valedictorian? You barely got through high school!”

Steve rolled his eyes.

“I hated high school. I was going through a lot of shit. It wasn’t because I’m stupid.”

Mike’s mouth was gaping like a fish, confused at literally everything that was happening.

“But-“

“I also just got into Harvard on a full scholarship if we’re gonna put it all out there. I was gonna tell everyone this weekend at El’s birthday party but I’m sure you’re about to run to tell them all.”

Well, how could he not? Steve had been hiding going to college for years! He was about to move to Harvard!

“Wait! Is Eddie going with you?”

“Yeah. We found an apartment over a record store and the owner hired him to run the store while he transitions into retirement.”

Mike felt like he was in an alternate universe. There was no way Steve Harrington was going to be a doctor. There was no way Eddie and Steve were moving to Boston.

There was no way he was leaving all of them.

“But. But what about us?”

“You guys are all practically adults. You barely even hang out with me anymore unless it’s to get a ride or get snacks for Hellfire. You didn’t even notice I was driving to and from campus for years. I think I’ve given enough of myself to people who don’t seem to want it,” Steve shrugged, looking down at the floor.

Mike wanted to scream, he wanted to cry, but he also kind of just wanted to hug Steve and tell him that wasn’t true.

But it kind of was, wasn’t it?

They’d all taken advantage of Steve’s kindness for years. He’d been the best damn babysitter they could have, saved their lives multiple times, gave them money for the arcade and dates and pizza for pool parties when he lived in his old house.

They grew to just expect it.

He didn’t even know the last time he’d heard anyone say thank you. He certainly hadn’t said it in a long time.

“But, Dustin will be devastated.”

“He’ll be okay. He’s gonna go to MIT when he graduates and he’ll be right around the corner or something. I dunno. He hasn’t even called me just to talk in months. I don’t think he’ll miss me that much.”

Which just. It wasn’t true. Mike knew for a fact that Dustin would be heartbroken about Steve leaving.

“I.”

“It’s fine. Eddie’s gonna be home soon so if you wanna wait for him that’s fine. I’m gonna go shower and get an early night. Been up since three this morning.”

“Did you really have exams?”

“What?”

“I checked to see if you worked today and Keith said you had exams,” Mike said shakily, feeling entirely off balance.

“Oh. I just had to do an entrance exam for Harvard. They let me take it on IU’s campus since I can’t move until two weeks before classes start.”

Mike nodded once.

This was really happening. Steve was leaving.

Steve was going to Harvard.

He was taking Eddie with him.

And not a single one of them had bothered to notice any of it happening.

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“I told you I don’t know! I’m giving you everything I have!” Mike yelled at Dustin, who was pacing and clearly trying not to cry.

“It just doesn’t make sense! He always acted like he didn’t understand half of what we were saying when we talked science stuff!” Dustin yelled as he walked back and forth across the floor, wearing a pattern into the carpet.

“Maybe it’s because we’ve always just assumed he’s dumb. I mean, none of us really treated him like he could keep up, so maybe he just. Didn’t,” Lucas shrugged.

“He could’ve told us!”

“Or maybe he didn’t want to since we all thought he’d be lying,” Max added from her chair in the corner.

“He could’ve proved it!”

“Maybe he didn’t want to have to,” Eddie said as he walked in the room.

Hellfire was at Dustin’s tonight, and Eddie had been late.

His sudden appearance made them all cower where they sat or stood.

“No Hellfire tonight. I was gonna call, but had to drive by here anyway. Steve’s having a bad night and I’m pretty certain it’s your fault, so I’m gonna go try to get him through it.”

It was a bit harsh, but not undeserved.

“Why didn’t you tell us, Eddie?” Dustin asked quietly.

“It wasn’t for me to tell. He was going to when he got accepted into IU, and then you guys spent most of that night telling him he wouldn’t understand what you were talking about with your group science project so he kept it to himself. Then he just decided it wouldn’t be worth trying to explain anything since you wouldn’t believe him anyway. He asked me not to say anything until he announced his graduation and Harvard this weekend, so I didn’t.”

“But we would have been proud of him! He could have shown us his acceptance letter or something.”

“That’s not how you made him feel,” Eddie shrugged before turning back towards the door. “We’ll see you at El’s party.”

When Eddie left, the room was silent.

Everyone was deep in thought, trying to unpack everything.

With Hellfire canceled, they didn’t have much of a reason to stick around, but none of them felt like being alone.

Not when they started to realize that Steve was kind of the glue that held them all together and without him, they may not ever be whole again.

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El’s party was simple, just the usual guests and some cake and balloons. She didn’t like a big thing, usually preferred to have a sleepover with Max and just do their nails and listen to music.

Joyce insisted on having a little get together though, said it would be nice to celebrate something since they hadn’t really since Will’s birthday.

Steve was there, holding Eddie’s hand in the corner, talking with Hopper while Eddie talked with Joyce.

Steve told them everything when they got there since the kids knew, and while he knew Joyce and Hopper were happy for him, for both of them, they could send their shock.

All of the kids had hesitantly hugged Steve when they got there, barely saying anything to him, unsure where they stood.

Steve felt like he was closing the book on his life in Hawkins, and he hated that it felt like no one would join him in the next one except for Eddie.

Throughout the day, the kids would find their way up to him to just be close, soak in Steve’s energy, try to appreciate him now because they clearly hadn’t been before.

He let them. He could have told them to go away, or tried to talk them into apologies, but it wouldn’t do any good right now, and he didn’t want to ruin El’s birthday party.

Eddie could tell he wasn’t himself, though. He saw the way Steve’s eyes dropped down to his lap every time one of the kids would walk away from his side, how his leg started bouncing when things were quiet for more than a few seconds.

“You wanna head out?”

“I-”

“Steve? Can we talk to you for a minute?” Lucas asked, the rest of the party behind him watching with wide eyes.

“Oh. Sure.”

Eddie patted his knee and stood up, but Lucas gestured for him to sit back down.

“You, too. We owe you both explanations and apologies.”

So, Eddie sat. He would support Steve through whatever this conversation entailed, and maybe get something else out of it too.

“We all want to take turns saying stuff, but I wanna start,” Lucas said, playing with his hands nervously.

Steve nodded, always more patient than the kids deserved.

“I always saw you as the jock, ya know? Like, I respected you because you were a great basketball player and you had a lot of friends. I just kind of thought that was who you were, even after high school. You always made time to help me over the summer, even when you’d just worked an opening shift or had to go in for a closing shift. I didn’t really consider you an adult, even though you were. You were just there. You protected me, all of us, from some of the scariest shit any of us will ever have to deal with without even taking a second to consider your own safety. You just did it. And I don’t really think any of us thanked you. None of us would be here without you.”

Lucas was biting his lip, trying not to cry as he wrapped up his speech, but didn’t get a chance to start before Will started talking.

“I haven’t spent as much time with you as the rest of these guys have. But I know that you’re always there. You give me a ride when my mom can’t and you always slip me an extra $1 or 2 when we go to the arcade because you know I don’t have much. You hung up my art on your apartment wall even though it sucks and isn’t your style because you wanted me to know that someone supports me. You’ve been one of the only constants in our crazy lives, and we haven’t done nearly enough to show that we appreciate you,” Will wiped his eyes quickly as he turned away to let someone else speak.

“Billy was an asshole to all of us, but especially to you. You could’ve walked away that night, left Lucas and me to defend ourselves or die trying, but you didn’t. You knew he was a racist piece of shit and you got another concussion just so he wouldn’t lay a hand on us. That was the first time I ever had someone stick up for me like that. And after everything with Vecna, you were the one who always checked in, made sure I had rides to appointments, had food I could easily make when my mom wasn’t around, brought me to the skate park as soon as I was cleared by my doctor. I’ve never had someone who cared so much like you do and I’m sorry I didn’t know how to show you that it meant so much to me,” Max said seriously.

Steve was sniffling, and Eddie knew if he tried to comfort him too much right now, it would just make it worse. He squeezed his hand and wiped the tear falling down his cheek as the kids continued.

“I hated you for the longest time. I thought it was your fault Nancy changed, and then I thought it was your fault when Nancy and Jonathan got together, and then I just hated everyone and everything for a while. But I think it was just easy to use you to blame everything on because you let me. You just let me treat you like shit. You let me complain about your driving while you drove me anywhere I wanted to go. You let me blame you for Nancy being upset about the break up when she was the one who hurt you most. You let me think you were stupid when you’re brilliant enough to go to Harvard on a full scholarship. You let all of us take advantage of you and I don’t know why, but I wish I could turn back time and not let you do that. You didn’t deserve to be used by any of us, but especially me,” Mike said surprisingly sincerely.

In fact, Eddie watched Mike take a few deep breaths like he was holding back a sob.

“I am sorry for how we all treated you, Steve. I did not know that we hurt you. Dad said sometimes the people who hurt the most are the people who accept hurt as the way they are supposed to be treated, but that is not true. You should be loved so much, like Eddie loves you, by everyone. We should have done better,” El said as she held Max’s hand.

Dustin had been incredibly quiet, hiding in the back, not even looking up from the ground. Eddie could tell he wanted to say something, but probably didn’t know how to start.

It was no secret that Dustin was Steve’s favorite kid. It was also no secret that Dustin loved Steve like a brother, maybe even more, and that if Steve was upset, Dustin would want to make it right.

“I never had someone to look up to until you came around,” Dustin started, still not looking up from the ground. “My mom always felt bad that she didn’t give me a good role model or a brother or sister to look up to. But when you started watching over me, she felt like it was better this way. ‘That Harrington boy is special.’ That’s what she says all the time. And I guess I got used to her saying it and just didn’t think anything of it anymore. Like, yeah, you’re great. You do all kinds of stuff for me and for all of us, but it just felt like you wanted to so what made it so special? When Mike told us everything, it hit me that even if you wanted to do all that stuff, you still deserved a thank you. You went out of your way to make us safe and happy, and our only way to repay you was to constantly put you down and bully you. We spent years calling you out for what an asshole you were in high school while we ended up being assholes to you. You’re my brother and I haven’t been good to you. I’m sorry.”

Eddie was watching as Steve finally let out a sob he’d been holding in for too long. He pulled him into his chest, watching as the kids all wiped tears of their own away.

He knew the kids were genuinely sorry, he could tell that when faced with the reality of the way they treated Steve for years now, they felt terrible. But he also knew that Steve let it go on too long without saying something, and that it would take a while for him to really figure out a good balance of being there for the kids he loved and setting boundaries he needed to set long ago.

“Can you give him a minute guys? I’m sure he wants to talk to you all, but I think he just needs to calm down.”

The kids all nodded and scurried away.

They weren’t kids anymore, was the thing. They would always be kids to Steve, though. That’s why this was hurting so much. They were his nuggets, and they’d been unintentionally hurting him for years.

Steve had been so excited to tell them about getting into a pre-med program at IU, and when he couldn’t tell them, he changed. He was withdrawn in ways Eddie had never seen or expected. He was focused on school, and their relationship, but nothing else. He would go through the motions of driving the kids where he could when he could, throwing the occasional pool party, keeping up appearances.

He’d been exhausted for two years now. Running on fumes for miles, no end in sight. Until he got his acceptance into Harvard.

Eddie had never seen him so happy or proud of himself.

But the happiness faded quickly when he realized what telling the kids would mean, what going to Harvard would mean.

It meant moving, it meant leaving the kids, it meant spending the next 6-8 years so focused on school and residency that he probably wouldn’t have time to visit much outside of major holidays. It meant hoping that Eddie would come with him, support him, and love him regardless of the limited time he had to spend outside of school.

But Eddie would be there for every moment. He’d worked so hard, and Eddie wanted to be there for him every step of the way.

The kids would understand. They were almost graduated at this point, probably heading off to college themselves, and had their own lives to start.

“I wish I’d just told them about IU.”

“I know, sweetheart. But we can’t change the past. You’ve got such an amazing future ahead of you. Everyone is gonna be so proud of Dr. Steve Harrington.”

Steve smiled at that as Eddie dried his tears away.

When he’d calmed down completely, he walked over to where the kids were sitting on the porch.

He stood in front of them with his hands on his hips, a small smile on his face.

“If I forgive you all, will you stop looking like I just stole your ice creams and kicked your puppies?”

Dustin was the first to jump up and run into Steve, sobbing when Steve’s arms wrapped around him.

“It’s alright, bud. I love you, even when you’re a shithead, okay?”

All of the kids piled into Steve’s arms and around his back, all of them crying as Steve started telling them all about his program.

“I’m going to be a trauma surgeon. I was always pretty good at patching everyone up after Upside Down shit, so I figured why not make it a career? And I placed so high on the entrance testing, they suggested I go for pre-med instead of the EMT program. One of my professors my first semester suggested being a surgeon, so that’s the track I took.”

The kids looked at him in awe, like they were seeing him in a new light.

Eddie thought maybe they were finally seeing the Steve he’d seen all along.

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May 11, 1997

“Steven Joseph Harrington, MD, summa cum laude.”

The cheers from his group were so loud, but they all ignored the dirty looks from the surrounding family and friends.

Steve Harrington was a Harvard graduate, a graduate with the highest honors, a trauma surgeon who already accepted his first position in a nearby hospital.

Everyone was so proud of him.

Wayne and Eddie had arranged for everyone to either ride in a rental car with Wayne or fly in to surprise Steve for his graduation.

He could see Steve look up into the crowd when he heard the screams, could see the grin spreading across his face as he realized his whole family was here to support him, just as they had been for the last eight years.

Everything Steve wanted and worked for was coming together, and everyone who believed in him was here cheering him on.

He was the best damn babysitter those kids had, and now he’d be the best damn trauma surgeon Boston Children’s Hospital would ever have.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #the party #ficlet #request #steve is actually incredibly smart and this is my ted talk #eddie is about to become a housewife who works 'for fun'#that boston surgeon money is about to make steve his sugar daddy

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taeraemisu · 7 months

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to know is to love ; sunghoon enhypen

synopsis ; remembering is a love language and sunghoon makes sure to show it every single time.

genre ; remembering is a love language, established couple, fluff !!, i am a sucker for people remembering the smallest things about me

parings ; sunghoon x reader, mentions of jake

word count ; 1.0k words

a/n ; hello everyone !! it’s been almost a month since i was last active .. sch has been so hectic i hate it so much </33 anyways i MAY be more active again but enjoy this sunghoon fic :)

sunghoon isn’t that affectionate of a person. everyone knows that. you knew that. he doesn’t mind skinship when it comes to you, but he rarely ever expresses his feelings.

he was also a forgetful person. he constantly forgot any assignments due, or how once he promised jake to walk his dog but completely forgot about it.

but when it comes to you, he will make sure to remember the smallest of details, even if you think it’s ‘too small’.

“hey, let’s go to that restaurant,” he once suggested to you after a long day of lectures. you raised an eyebrow at him. what restaurant?

“you know, the one you said you wanted to go,” he looked at your confused face and laughed before putting an arm over your shoulder, his smile reflecting yours. “you saw a video about it and showed it to me and was all like ‘let’s go there’, remember?”

you squinted your eyes, trying to remember. since when did you say that? you couldn’t even remember.

sunghoon laughed and he was now holding your hand, dragging you along with him. “let’s just go, you will know it.”

you in fact, did know the place he was talking about. the restaurant completely slipped your mind. you showed him a video of the place weeks ago, saying how you both should go there as an offhand comment. you didn’t think sunghoon would have actually listened and remembered, though.

while eating the food that you now started to crave, sunghoon grabbed the unopened can of coke in front of you and poured your drink into the cup, pushing it towards you.

it was something sunghoon always did whenever you both ate together. he would pour your drink for you and make you have a sip before eating your food. you weren’t sure when he started, though you were almost sure that he started doing it from before you both even started dating.

“sunghoon,” you called out after he poured your drink for you. “yeah?” he replied back, smiling.

“why do you always do that?” you have never questioned him about this before. you just thought he was being kind when he really didn’t have to. “did you do this before we got together?”

sunghoon raised an eyebrow at you. “do what?”

you pointed at the drink and the empty can in his hand. “that, pouring my drink.”

he blinked at you before realising what you meant, and then let out a small chuckle. “oh, that?”

he smiled at you before taking a bite out of his pasta. “drink first then i will talk.”

you rolled your eyes and took a sip, before turning back to him with a curious look in your eyes. sunghoon smiled at you, appreciating and taking in the sight of you. he loves you so much, even if he rarely says it.

“you never drink while eating, like never. your drink just stays unopened until you finish so i thought i would do it just to make you drink,” he grinned at you before taking out another bite of his meal. “this is really good, do you want some?”

you blinked, processing his words. you had the habit of not drinking while eating. you always ate first and only drink once you were done. you didn’t think sunghoon noticed that about you, in fact, it’s something you didn’t even realise you did.

“i … do that?”

sunghoon nods, before pushing his meal towards you. “eat this, it’s good. we should come here next time.”

“how?”

he tilted his head, taking a sip of his own drink. “how what? how to come back here? i mean there’s the bus, or train, maybe walking on a good day-“

“how did you know that?” you interrupted. “honestly, i never thought i did that.”

sunghoon shrugged and smiled at you, now picking up a forkful of pasta and putting it in your hands. “i just do,” he smiled softly, urging you to eat a bite of his meal. “now, eat.”

still ignoring the forkful of pasta that was now in your hand, you thought about what he said. “what other things you know?” you asked.

sighing, sunghoon now grabbed the fork off your hands. “do you really want to know?”

you nod, curious.

sunghoon paused and thought about it before clearing his throat. he knew so much about you, what should he even say?

“well, i know that you always pull your necklace whenever you get nervous, you especially pull it even more when you have to present in front of the class”—you let out a giggle—“you literally start pulling your sleeves up and your eyes go really big when you have some sort of crazy idea. you squint your eyes when you try to remember something as if you are trying to see what you remember.”

he laughed at the memory of the numerous times he have seen you done that. “you make sure you have a couple of dog toys laying around your house whenever my dog or jake’s dog comes over. i have literally seen you just throw them around so that they can ‘find’ it and play with it.”

“you really wanted to go to a museum so surprise, i got tickets to go there this weekend.”

“i think your favourite colour is blue because it is the colour of the sky and you used to love cloud watching as a kid and-“

you stopped him right there, leaning over and giving him a peck on the lips to cut him off. “okay, just say you are downbad for me and move on,” you teased, making sunghoon turn red in the face. was it really that obvious?

whenever it comes to you, sunghoon never shuts up.

“but how do you know all that?” you asked again. “i don’t think i have ever said anything.”

sunghoon shrugged, now feeding you the forkful of pasta that you kept ignoring. “because,” he started to say while he watches you finally take a bite. “i don’t have to ask just to know.” he paused while he nudged for you to take another sip of your drink.

“i just know you.”

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christophersturnioloswife · 2 months

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CANDIED LOVE (C.S)

SMUT 18+

(CHRIS X FEMALE READER)

warnings : 18+, f and m receiving, blowjob, eating pussy bro idk what else but like yk the regular smut stuff. new to writing

got a bit carried away with this one so enjoy also not proof read this so might be a few mistakes!

chris - •

Y/N - •

Nick - •

Matt - •

you and the triplets had gone shopping yesterday and chris had bought a big pack of red lollipops. He found a way to always obsess over something for weeks at a time until he found something new.

This time he was obsessed with these red lollipops and it was a distraction to you i mean he sucked on these lollipops like there was no time of day. this was his 11th lollipop today you couldn’t help but count i mean you were staring at him all day today he was so mesmerising with it in his mouth his jawline, his cheekbones, his nose looking so rideable, his face, his eyes contrasting the lollipops colour. here come the dirty thoughts..

the sound he makes whilst taking his mouth of that lollipop what would it sound like if i was giving him head?

what else could you do. We were watching a movie together in his room as matt and nick had left to plan a new video or something. you didn’t care you had alone time to stare at chris’ side profile from the other side of his bed. he was just so ugh you couldn’t explain it, yes you could he was so fuckable.

he snapped in your face saying “hello, Y/N” you snapped back into reality as he snapped some more. “oh uh yeah what’s up” “you seem a little out of it” you giggled out of embarrassment looking around to find an excuse a window.. “just daydreaming about nature” you said pointing at the window behind him. “seems like something matt would do” “yeah haha it does” you continued staring i mean you just made a perfect excuse to stare at him some more. this time he had noticed you staring straight at his dick.

“you sure your staring at a window”

“oh uh yeah definitely”

“no you aren’t”

“yeah your right i’m staring at your new upcoming red fresh love set your hoping to release it looks so warm and i’m a little cold it also matches your lollipop that seems pretty tasty”

“you want my hoodie?”

“oh yeah if you don’t mind i’m a bit tired to get my own hoodie and fresh love is very stylish” you said enthusiastically trying to get him off your trail.

he gets up going to pick his fresh love hoodie out his wardrobe which was already open peaking at a few more colours of varsity sets. he takes it out and removes it from the hanger throwing it at you in a playful way.

“you wanted a lollipop too right?”

“yeah if you don’t mind sharing your secret stash of them you bought yesterday i promise i wont look where they are hidden” giggling as you put your hands over your eyes.

“open your mouth” chris had said in a demanding voice

“what?” you were a bit stunned hearing it in that voice and completely forgot about the lollipop you asked for and were currently closing your eyes for.

“for the lollipop?”

“oh haha right!” you giggled off the embarrassment as you opened you mouth waiting for the lollipop you heard a pop coming out of chris’ mouth brushing it off knowing he was probably just sucking on his own lollipop.

you felt the lollipop slide into your mouth but were confused as you didn’t hear the wrapper or chris’ footsteps go anywhere but closer to you.

you unraveled your face from your hands and saw a lollipop now in your mouth and not a single one in chris’? “where’s your lollipop did you already finish it i swear you only just opened one 5 minutes ago?”

“right there” chris points to your mouth and laughs.

you were shocked his lollipop was in your mouth? you quickly pulled it out and held it in your hand he grabbed it and put it on the bedside table quickly getting on top of you. pushing the red fresh love hoodie which was on your lap onto the floor.

finally. you could do whatever you wanted. you quickly pulled off your top along with your bra, small tight shorts and lace panties which were soaked already, throwing them right on top of his fresh love set. He took of his shirt and grey joggers that were already stained in precum but saved his boxers for you too take off and his cock sprung up to his snail trail you could already cum at the sight of that.

you got into doggy position but facing him, you weren’t about to let him put his dick straight into you as much as you wanted it. you had to make him wait so you started off by giving him head.

bobbing your head up and down making a sound the same as when you take your mouth off a lollipop. you got your answer as to what chris would sound like when he was receiving head and the answer was a moaning and grunting mess. He laid his head back in pleasure saying your name in between of his grunts.

god he was so fine and fuckable just like i said. He quickly flipped you over and turned you around so your head was up against his headboard pulling your by your thighs and putting your legs on his shoulders reaching down his back to adjust you to where his face was, his breathing on your clit made you shiver but he got right into it. creating a heat coming from your pussy as he licked up and down find the best spot where you moaned the loudest.

at this point he had to be pussy drunk. you just wanted his length in you so you begged.

“p- p-please just fuck me already” moans filled the room as you couldn’t bare it anymore

“you want it?” he looked up with eyes that could get anything.

“i want it bad” so bad i just moaned and moaned at the thought of his 10incher in me.

“prove it” “get on your knees and beg for it”

you were willing to do anything for it now so you just got up from your laid back position got on the floor and spread your legs wide open but still on your knees giving him a wonderful view of your pussy and your face.

he grabbed your face and shoved his dick in it you gagged a few times and got up as he pulled you up by your hair.

“get on the bed now.”

this time you could tell he was not fucking around and you did whatever he said. you climbed back onto the bed looking for further instructions and then you spoke.

“how do you want it chris.” you looked up with puppy eyes going down closer and closer to his dick.

“turn around face in the pillow ass up”

god he was so hot talking like that the things you would do to hear this every second of the day. you did as he said doing exactly what he demanded. At this point your screams would be hearable even if your face was in the pillow his 10inch dick is going to feel so good in you.

he teased your opening as he slid his tip in and out of your soaking wet pussy.

“already wet huh” chris said with a smirk on his face.

he pushed in his length with no warning, no time to adjust to the size of him. he was stretching you out so much you moaned his name so that the neighbours who had most definitely heard the moans prior to the doggy style could know who i was getting fucked by.

he was going at an unbelievable rate i was guessing he was at his high point because i definitely was. i pleaded to cum

“please d-d-daddy let me cum” you moaned out in pure pleasure.

“at the same time 3..2..1”

you both let go of the knots in your stomach at the same time. juices still leaking from you but you flipped over his dick still in you with a visible belly buldge from how big it was.

“that was amazing”

“you did so well baby”

“baby?”

“yeah isn’t that what i’m meant to call my girlfriend” he gave me the most cutest smile i’ve ever seen

“girlfriend? who said anything about me being your girlfriend” i held back my sarcastic laugh

“oh” he said in a deeply hurt tone

“of course i’ll be your girlfriend i’m just playing” you said giggling as he smiled at you

“good, i’m gonna go get us a wet towel to clean this up”

you tried to get up after him but your legs were so weak and stumbled onto the floor chris came back rushing with a wet towel throwing it aside to pick you up and sit you on the bed grabbing the towel back up and cleaning the outside of you and his tip with the wet towel. he then threw it in the wash basket and picked you up bridal style and sat you on his gaming chair whilst he removed the sheets and pillow case off his bed, the sheets were only covered in cum but he knew how much it would bug you, since you would be sleeping in his bed now, if the sheets and pillowcase weren’t matching.

he grabbed the clothes you two tossed on the floor earlier and put it in the wash and he grabbed the fresh love hoodie putting it in your lap and walking over to his wardrobe to grab the joggers that matched with the hoodie. he didn’t mind you wearing it with no panties on because you were now his girlfriend and he put on a new pair of boxers and he grabbed his black fresh love set and put it on top so you two were now matching.

you had slowly recovered enough to be able to walk around the bed and grab the lollipop chris had set on the bedside table and put it right back in your mouth he found a lollipop he had stashed in his desk drawer and was getting to the point of unwrapping it and you quickly snatched it

“lets just share this lollipop” you said grabbing the lollipop out of your mouth and holding chris’ mouth open to insert the lollipop in his. you climbed into his lap as he sat on his gaming chair and gave him a bear hug not ever wanting to let go.

he grabbed you bridal style again to pick you up and take you downstairs to grab a pepsi for the both of you, stopping in his tracks to see matt and nick laughing at the both of you sat on the couch.

“YOU TWO FUCKED!”

“I KNEW YOU LIKED EACHOTHER EEEWWWW”

“NEVER DO THAT AGAIN YOU DISGUSTING WEIRDOS”

“SHUT UP MATT ATLEAST HE GETS GOOD PUSSY” hopping out of chris’ arms you laughed in matts face

“YEAH YOU GET NONE MATT” chris followed you too the couch where matt and nick where sitting.

you whisper into chris’ ear “we will be fucking again despite what matt says” you laughed holding your stomach as chris turned the shade of a tomato

“STOP YOU DIRTY DIRTY PEOPLE” nick cried out

matt ran out of the living room to his room and nick followed but instead went to his room.

chris ended by giving you a smile like this and letting you cuddle straight into his arms falling asleep together on the couch.

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^ this picture. > this video.

the suit

jaehyun was on his way to this fancy party his parents made him go to but before he did he went to his friends house to pick him up because he couldn’t go alone he would die

“ok before you get mad can you please just wait here for a bit i have to get my suit…” his friend told him feeling bad “this is exactly why i told you to get your suit ready weeks ago… do you need a ride?” jaehyun asked while sitting in the living rooms couch “nah it’s fine i’ll try to be quick”

jaehyun was just on his phone when he noticed from the corner of his eye a figure he looked up and he saw you… in the shortest fucking skirt and smallest crop top… he’s always been so attracted to you but you were his friends sister.. “hi jaehyun nice suit” “thanks” he said getting up walking up to the table in the kitchen to be closer with you “how have you been?” jaehyun asked not really caring he just wanted to speak to you no… he just wanted to look at you. you weren’t really looking at him you were trying to figure out what to eat “i’ve been ok you know school just fucking me over” you say as you bend down to look in the fridge your ass on display. jaehyun honestly couldn’t tell if you were doing it on purpose or not but he didn’t care… he got up and walked behind you bending down with you looking in the fridge

“yea i bet it’s so hard” jaehyun whispered in your ear. you stood up taking a step back “yea.. you know my brothers probably gonna be back soon” you said. your brother has told you many times don’t try anything with his friends which you always respected but jaehyun was different from all his other friends…

“but we’re just talking why would he care?..” jaehyun asked taking a step closer to you. you couldn’t take it you just kissed jaehyun you’ve been wanting him for so long and he’s finally showing you actual interest how could you just not take action

jaehyun picked you up not breaking the kiss into the living room on the couch. as you were making out you started grinding against him feeling how hard he was he’s so fucking sexy and this suit just makes him sexier

his hands reach to your pussy rubbing it a bit. you let out a moan and immediately took them off and while you were doing that jaehyun took his dick out. you didn’t wait to start riding him he felt so good in you it’s everything you been wanting. jaehyun was groaning cause of how tight you felt around him he felt like he was gonna come on the spot.

both of you were were so focused on each other you completely forgot about your brother until you heard the door getting unlocked. you got off jaehyun and ran into the bathroom. jaehyun quickly put his dick back in his pants trying to fix his suit.

“sorry i made you wait for so long let me just change and we’ll be ready to go” his friend said while walking into his room. once you heard the door lock you walked out the bathroom and walked up to jaehyun giggling “that was so close huh… maybe next time you can come over when i’m home alone or something and we can finish?..” you said with the cutest puppy eyes you were too fucking cute his dick was twitching he couldn’t help it he had to kiss you again and he did which caught you by surprise

you pulled back “jae… my brothers here we cant..” you told him with worry on your face “we’ll be fast please baby i need you so fucking bad…” the door then opens “ok jaehyun let’s g- oh y/n what are you doing here” “ i was just talking to your friend because you’re so rude you left him alone” “ok well we have to go now so bye” your brother said dragging jaehyun away from you

jaehyun didn’t know how fucking badly he needed you until then and he felt bad for doing this behind his friends back but you were just too perfect… he can’t wait until the next time he sees you

a/n- sorry if this sucks also i’m lazy to proof read & lmk if i should add any warnings or anything?? i’m not to good at them so idk if i should

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Wednesday: Jeongin

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Jeongin x fem!reader

Warnings: oral sex (m. receiving)

Intro: You often help the students at your art school by modeling for their projects. But your services aren't free. You always get something in return.

You completely forgot you told Jeongin you would help him with his film project. He'd asked you two weeks ago when the project was assigned, but he procrastinated, as usual, and after he'd finally set up a time with you, you totally forgot.

It wasn't a big deal though because the plan was to meet up at your place. You're at home, spending your Wednesday afternoon cleaning and finally doing your laundry. You dance around to the music blasting around your apartment while you swiffer the floor wearing nothing but an old t-shirt and plain white cotton panties. It's not efficient, but hey, at least you're having fun.

Jeongin arrives at your apartment and knocks on the door, but you can't hear him over the music and you screaming the lyrics to Mr. Brightside into the handle of your swiffer like it's a microphone stand and you're back in the year 2005. He figures you can't hear based on how much he can hear. He decides he'll try the handle, but not before he gets his camera ready, because he knows just how much of a dork you really are and how frequently you do embarrassing things. He finds your randomness as charming as you find his weirdness, and that's really the foundation of your friendship. He turns on the camera and turns the handle, letting himself into your apartment.

You're screaming the words to the song with so much passion that your eyes are closed, and he gets at least ten seconds of hilarious footage of you playing Rockstar in your undies before you even notice him. You go back to cleaning the floor when the song ends, and you only hear him chuckle in the silence between tracks.

"What the–?" You say, looking up to see him pointing his camera at you. "Shit!" You yell, scrambling to get your phone and turn off the music. "Fuck!" you mutter as you trip over your own feet.

Jeongin's in stitches, unable to hold the camera steady, but he's still recording.

"Haha. Very funny. Did you enjoy the show?" You ask, turning back to him, one hand on the green handle still and the other outstretched to your stage.

"Yeah, everyone else will, too," he grins.

"Nuh uh. Delete it," you order, pointing your finger at his camera.

He comes closer to you, panning from your bare feet up your legs, over your thin t-shirt, and up to your angry face.

"Why should I?"

"Because I'm asking nicely," you try to smile like you're someone who's sweet and cute.

"Mmm?" He turns the camera side to side as if shaking his head.

"Fine, then I won't help you with your project," you pout.

"Fine. I'll go find someone else," he shrugs.

"Ugh! What's it gonna take?" You'll do anything to delete that video.

He hums as he thinks. “You could let me feel that pretty mouth of yours," he suggests.

"Seriously?" You arch an eyebrow. You have had exactly one sexual encounter with Jeongin before, and it was good, but not something you thought he was interested in repeating. But it was just a blow job, which was worth not having people see you singing horribly in your very unsexy underwear.

Jeongin nods, but he still hasn't stopped recording.

"Deal. But you have to delete the video first," you tell him.

"I only take payment up front," he says.

You put down the swiffer and take a step toward him. With one hand, you find the record button while the other reaches for the bulge in Jeongin's pants.

"C'mon, buddy, you know I'm good for it," you say low and sultry as your palm presses over him, feeling him stiffen beneath it.

He pulls in a jagged breath and hands the camera over to you. He lets you delete the video while he unbuckles his belt and unzips his pants. His jeans and his boxers fall to the floor, and he shuffles them off his feet. Then he leans his bare ass against the back of your couch and strokes himself while he waits for you. You delete the video and double-check the album to make sure it's completely gone, then you place the camera on the kitchen counter, away from him, so he can't get any ideas about filming you during the act.

"Well, you're just ready to go, aren't you?" You tease, bitchiness being the regular way you two communicate.

"It's lucky for me you're so embarrassing because I've been super horny all day," he tells you, as if you can't see his unreasonably long cock already fully hard in front of you.

"Let's get this over with so we can get to work," you say as you sink to your knees.

He lets go of himself so you can take over and grips the back of the couch. He's moaning immediately at your firm touch as you glide over his considerable length. You add your other hand to work his shaft while you place kitten licks underneath him and lap up the drop of pre-cum slipping out of his tip. He shivers when you look up into his eyes. His mouth hangs open as his eyes darken and slide over your face, down to your chest.

"Take off your shirt," he commands before you get any further, and you do it without even thinking. Then you're back on him, taking just his tip into your mouth and sucking off slowly. "Fuu-u-uuuuck," he shudders at the slow sensation.

You take him in again and run your tongue over all the veins and ridges of his head and his shaft as you slowly take in more and more of him. There's so much of him, though, and you're still using your hand to pump the parts you can't reach without choking yourself. As you work your way closer to his base, he takes his shirt off, too, so he can see himself disappearing into you more easily.

"Shit, Y/n. Your tongue is so good," he breathes as you drag it over his skin while you bob up and down on him.

Eventually your jaw and throat relax, and you can get almost all of him into your mouth.

"Let me see that pretty face," he says as he gathers your hair back in his hands.

"Can I fuck your pretty face, babe?" He asks sweetly, and you hum around him in agreement.

He pushes himself off the back of the couch and begins to thrust himself into your mouth, forcing himself into your throat. It hurts at first, but you start to relax. He's still holding onto your head by your hair as he hits the back of your throat and tears come down your cheeks as you choke on him. His grunts mingle with the lewd, wet sounds coming from your mouth as you take him in over and over again.

"Fuck, Y/n," he moans. "Can I come on your face?"

You respond by hollowing your cheeks and giving him one good suck all the way up his shaft till you pop off. He strokes his dick fast and shoots thick warm ropes of cum over your mouth, cheeks, and even your eye.

"Shit. Sorry, dude," he says breathily, his body still shaking from his orgasm. He's pleasantly surprised to hear your laughter.

"Well, that's a first," you laugh loudly, feeling around for your shirt on the floor beside you so you can wipe his seed off your eyelid.

"What?"

"I've never had someone call me 'dude' right after painting my face with semen," you say oh so delicately.

"Sorry," he says again.

"It's okay, dude," you smile as you stand and go to the bathroom to wash your face while he dresses himself.

You come back a minute later, still wearing nothing but your underwear since you just used your shirt as a cum rag. You walk over to the dryer and pull all your clothes out, telling him to follow you to your bedroom where you throw your clean clothes on the bed and tell him to pick out something for you to wear for his film. You go back to the bathroom and brush your teeth.

When you're back again, he's picked out a pretty flower patterned dress and a light sweater. He watches you in a strangely disinterested way as you dress yourself and brush your hair.

"Ready?" You ask when you are. He nods and you go back to the kitchen to give him his camera.

"Hey, you're okay, right? I didn't hurt you?" He asks, looking down at you and then his camera in his hands.

"Jeongin, you're so sweet." You shake your head. "I'm fine. C'mon, we are losing daylight."

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hornyfor-redacted-onmain · 2 months

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Late Night Reunions

Pieces of My Heart - Chapter 11 Stray Kids OT8 x reader, Soulmate AU

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You were feeling proud of yourself.

The words on the screens looked familiar to you now, and you were able to understand enough of the foreign language that you found your way through customs without having to ask for help. You pointedly avoided reading the English translations right below the Korean. It felt like cheating.

The sudden change to online classes had left you with an unexpected amount of free time since you didn’t have to show up to your university physically. It meant that in between classes you could do short Korean lessons, you could watch kdrama’s while you ate, and you had the hour that would normally be spent on public transport to do nothing more than practice. You advanced so quickly that the conversations around you as you walked through the airport made sense, and you actually felt bad for eavesdropping on strangers.

It had only been a month.

The boys had finished their tour a week ago and were now on a short term break in between comebacks. You remembered the tired but satisfied looks on their faces when they finished their last show, the live notification that had popped up on your phone. You watched them spend an hour with Stay, only to get the added benefit of a video call immediately after, while they got ready for bed. They had spent most of the call talking about how much they missed you, wishing you were there for their concert, completely unaware of the plan you had put into motion.

Only Chan had been aware at the moment that you already had your soulmate visa.

When you originally brought up the plan to him, he had mentioned saving the information until you were sure of the time frame, to avoid getting them excited only for the plan to not pan out. It was notoriously difficult to get a soulmate visa, since you needed proof of your soulmate connection, and neither you nor Chan had a physical soulmark. You were worried you would need to talk to someone or argue your case to demonstrate your connection.

But all it took was a written statement from Chris and just like that, you had your soulmate connection officially and legally confirmed. It was almost laughably easy.

You trailed behind a group of people, your suitcase rattling as you dragged it next to you. The crowds around the airport made it hard for you to get a clear look on who you were looking for, so you paused next to a pillar for a second to glance down at your red string in hopes of it guiding you, only to notice that seven of the strings were all focused in the same location, with the eighth one not in front of you.

Hands pressed against your eyes from behind.

“Guess who.”

You laughed. “Chris!”

You abandoned your suitcase and spun around, throwing yourself into the arms of the man behind you. He caught you with a grunt, spinning you around with a laugh when you let out a squeak at the sudden movement. You refused to let go of him, even when your feet touched the ground once again.

“Hi,” You rested your chin against his chest so you could look into his eyes.

He was wearing a mask, but you could see his smile from the curve in his eyes. “Hi.”

“I missed you.”

“Hmm, I missed you too, sweetheart.”

You were tempted to pull down his mask and kiss him right there, but you were still in a public location and Chris was still a famous idol. So instead, you settled for staying in his arms, letting him rock you two back and forth while humming something under his breath.

“Where are the others?”

“Ah, I told them we were having movie night. It was the easiest way to get all of them together without it being suspicious,” He said.

I blinked. “And they weren’t curious about where you were going so late at night?”

“I told them I forgot something at the company building. I think I have maybe 10 minutes before they start to get suspicious.”

“Doesn’t the drive back to your dorm take at least 30 minutes?”

“Guess we’ll have to come up with something.”

Coming up with something apparently meant sending them a text from Chris’s phone that he was going to get snacks, which then turned into actually having to get snacks when Felix asked for some cookies. Chris kept his mask on, slinking around the store aisles as quickly as he could, and you kept your distance just in case he was somehow recognized.

When you got back to the car, he held out your favorite candy towards you. “I remember you mentioning you liked these. You should hide them, otherwise the other’s will get to them first.”

You grabbed the candy gently, giving him a confused look. “What?”

“Oh, do you not like them?” He also shared a confused look.

“No, I love these,” You reassured, looking down at the candy and then back at Chris. “But I mentioned it once … in a text message. Weeks ago.”

“… And?”

“And you remembered that?” You wondered.

“Of course.”

You grabbed his arm as he reached to turn the car back on, pulling him away from the steering wheel and towards you. He let out a noise of surprise, but was quick to react when you pressed your lips against his, hand reaching out to steady you as you practically threw yourself towards him. He let out a chuckle, but you quieted him with another kiss, your eyes welling up with emotions. You heart was pounding so loud in your ears you wondered if he could hear it.

His hand was firm against your waist, thumb rubbing soft circles against your skin. His other hand reached up to pull your hair away from your face, palm cupping your cheek and engulfing you in warmth. You breathed in his essence, the cologne, the smell of his laundry detergent. His tongue tasted like peppermint. Your chest began to ache.

You let out a breathy whine when he pulled away.

“Hey, hey sweetheart. Are you okay?”

The tears in your eyes had slipped down your cheeks, and you immediately reached up to wipe them away. You nodded your head, unsure if you could speak, throat heavy with emotion. Chris stared at you for a second before a soft smile pulled at his lips.

“I missed you too.”

-0-0-

Sneaking you into the dorm was surprisingly easy. Chris had led you to the door, giving you the universal sign for ‘be quite’ with a finger to his lips, and you followed behind him quietly. The layout to the dorm room placed the entrance right in between the common area and the bedrooms, which meant that as Chris headed towards the right, you had the perfect opportunity to sneak to the left. You entered the first door to the right, just like he told you, and put down your suitcase as quietly as you could.

You then peeked your head out of the door, but all you could see was the hallway that led to the living room and kitchen, voices bouncing off the walls. You slowly pulled the door closed, pulling out your phone to wait for Chris to text you. He wanted to surprise the boys, and would let you know when they were all settled.

As you waited, you sent out a message to your parents letting them know you had arrived to the dorms and were with your soulmates again. Your mother responded immediately, telling you how happy she was.

After your realization, the fear of being pushed away and left behind, you had a serious conversation with your parents, but mostly with your mother. Your father was quick to reassure you that you had to live your own life, and that you weren’t leaving them behind since they would still be there for you if you needed them. He also wanted to make sure you weren’t staying away from your soulmates for his benefit, and you both had a good cry when you realized how guilty he had felt thinking he was holding you back.

Your talk with your mom went much about the same way. After shed tears and long hugs, She reassured you that she loved you and would always love you, but she wanted what was best for you. And she wanted you to be happy.

She helped you realize just how much the boys made you happy.

Even now, being so close to your soulmates, your heart was beating hard in your chest and your skin felt alight with excitement. You were minutes away from seeing them again. So close to them, so close to holding them in your arms.

Your phone buzzed in your hands.

Chris Ready? Y/N *thumbs up* Chan Nobody should be looking, come out whenever you want ;)

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elzdaizy · 2 years

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I Need U More Than Life

Eddie Munson

Warnings: 18+, sexual content, drug use (weed), knife play, choking.

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Recommended song to listen to whilst reading is I Want You by Kings Of Leon

Blurb: You and Eddie have been fuck buddies for a few months now and when the events of the upside down and vecna take place, it makes you realise how much you actually like him. This is set in a universe where Eddie survives.

“You like him.” Steve suddenly speaks up, carefully inhaling some smoke before he looks at you.

His words surprise you and you furrow your eyebrows, not understanding what he’s talking about. Your brain is almost a bit slow now, and you’re really glad this was working after the events of hell that just occurred from Vecna.

“What?” You ask, smoothing your hands up and down your bare thighs. The cotton shorts you were wearing exposed most of them and you could see the many scars that graced your body from the war you’d just been in.

You actually didn’t mind your scars. They told the story of how brave you’d been, representing your strength.

“Eddie. You like him.” Steve smiles at you, his eyes were a bit intimidating with the dim light in his living room making them appear that way.

You look away from him, poking your finger nails into your skin on your legs. You really liked that you could relax now, wearing comfy clothes and smoking weed to calm the remaining nerves.

“Eddie is stubborn,” You speak up after a few seconds and furrow your eyebrows, reaching to grab the joint Steve was handing to you for another hit. “He’s arrogant, annoying, hard to handle..”

You look up to meet his eyes and he is already smiling at you.

“You didn’t deny it.” Steve points out. “I know you two have been fucking, I can see the hickeys all over your chest, and I also know that doesn’t make you two in love, but anyone can see that you like each other. He trusts you and that says a lot.”

You choke on the smoke and cough several times, completely forgetting the fact you were wearing a tank top.

You didn’t know Eddie had told Steve about you two having sex, so this caught you off guard a little.

You started sleeping with Eddie about two months ago. Strictly just a benefits situation because you were both drunk one night at the Hideout and ended up back at Eddie’s trailer. You were in his original year at school, the year he was supposed to graduate the first time around.

Throughout high school, you were one of the mean girls, unfortunately. Not a bully, but you wouldn’t have been caught dead associating yourself with Eddie and his friends. In fact, throughout high school Eddie used to purposefully get under your skin, teasing you and your cheerleader friends about how stuck up you were. He was right, but it annoyed you and you were surprised when you slept with him that night, two years after you’d graduated and hadn’t seen Eddie in almost a year.

You returned to Hawkins after backpacking around the world for eighteen months and when you got back all of your friends had moved away to college and you were stuck working in the family video store with Steve and Robin, who you had become close with in the five months since you returned.

You and Eddie used to have sex a shameful amount before Vecna appeared, three weeks ago, yet all the events make it feel like he hasn’t touched you in months. It’s been two weeks since you left the Upside Down after defeating the evil and god, you missed feeling Eddie close to you. You missed feeling him inside of you.

You forgot how horny you get whenever you smoke, it was a dangerous combination that you had around Eddie.

“I don’t like him.” You pout, hugging your knees against your chest. “I like the way he’s around me now. He’s funny sometimes too. I like his hands. I also like his eyes, and I like the way he touches me.”

Shut up, you think to yourself.

“Sure, that’s all you like.” Steve snorts, grabbing the joint back. “You know, I’ve been watching you two through all of this shit. The dynamic between you two is something natural, your behaviour is so similar that you don’t even realise. It’s funny.”

“We’re not similar.” You huff. “I’m smarter.”

“Why do I have a feeling you’re talking about me?” Eddie’s voice startles you and you didn’t even realise he walked down the stairs, you were so lost in this conversation with Steve that you weren’t paying attention to your surroundings.

Eddie’s wearing just some black sweatpants, his long hair was wet and falling down his shoulders. You notice he has changed his bandage on his own. You hate that it covers his tattoos, you miss tracing them with your fingers. And your tongue.

The tattoos on his chest were exposed though... he was so fucking pretty.

“I’ll take the way you’re staring at me as a yes.” Eddie says, and you quickly look up to his face, and he’s already smiling at you. “Your living room reeks of weed, did you take my stash, Steve?”

“I helped you find your stash, you’re welcome.” Steve chuckles. “I’m off to bed, I’m tired. (y/n) is great company, though.”

“When she wants to be.” Eddie bites his lower lip to hide a smile, stepping closer to you.

Steve handed you the joint and you watched as he managed to stand up on his own, before Eddie could even rush to help him. He waved at you and then made his way to his bedroom, leaving you and Eddie alone in the living room. You noticed Steve often did that when Eddie was around, he’d just leave you two alone... and now Eddie was sitting down next to you, which made your brain focus solely on him.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly shifts the moment Eddie grabs the joint from your hand, allowing your fingers to brush in the process.

You get chills whenever he touches you, you could never get used to it. You watch as he wraps his lips around the joint, slowly inhaling smoke and making his jaw seem sharper in the process, and his side profile is so beautiful.

His biceps flexed when he pulled the joint away from his mouth, but he didn’t exhale the smoke. He grabs the glass of water you had left on the floor and he tosses the small joint inside, this time focusing on you.

Eddie reaches out his hand to grasp your jaw roughly, suddenly pulling you closer to him until he presses his lips against yours, surprising you a lot with the kiss.

You don’t even think twice before kissing him back though, opening your mouth for him and feeling as he exhales the smoke into the kiss. You moan into his mouth, tangling your tongues together before you can control yourself, and your body moves on its own when you straddle his lap, threading your fingers in his hair and deepening the kiss.

The taste of weed is mixed with his own taste, and this is working much better than any drug ever would. Your mind would go completely blank and it was only him... it felt like it’d been so long since you kissed him like this.

His hands were quick to grope your ass as his fingers slip under your shorts, and he digs his nails into your soft flesh as he pulls your hips down. “Fuck,” you moan, lowering your hands to the nape of his neck so you can feel his skin... touching him as much as you possibly can, moving your fingers to his toned chest, and then his arms.

You grab his biceps just when he gropes your ass more roughly, and you could feel his muscles flexing under your touch. He is so fucking hot.

“Yeah, I think I really like it when you’re high.” He whispers against your lips, leaving soft kisses down to your jaw and keeping your body against his. “You haven’t kissed me like this in a while.”

“I need more.” You groan, crashing your lips together again and you both inhale sharply the moment you start grinding your hips down on his.

The kiss turns urgent and hungry, his ring-clad fingers were suddenly around your throat and you moan again, pulling his hair tightly so he could tilt his head back, and you left a trail of wet kisses down his neck as he tightened his grip.

You sucked the sensitive spot near the base of his neck, and his raspy moan was enough to drive you crazy. You never needed something so bad in your whole life. He was the only thing you could feel and think about... and you really needed to feel something good again.

“I think you’re very high.” He chuckles. “And Steve is just down the hall. Let’s go to the guest room, you seem like you could use some sleep.”

“What if we don’t sleep?” You blurted out, wrapping your hand around his on your neck, slowly circling your hips over his very apparent erection now as he arched his eyebrows at you, hiding a smile.

“I was being ironic, baby. Of course we aren’t going to sleep. Especially after you kissed me like that.” He gropes your ass again, very slowly this time. “I have missed that boldness, you can talk some more if you want.”

“I want you,” You whisper, leaning closer to kiss him again, but he chokes you harder and pushes you away slightly, so his lips are less than an inch away from yours.

You try moving forward again but he’s really strong and he was enjoying this, that smug smile on his tempting lips was proof enough.

“What do you want me to do?” He whispers back. “Tell me... you’re so desperate. Did you miss me?”

“Yes, I did.” You weren’t in control of your brain anymore, and this was exactly what you needed. “You make me feel so good... I just want to feel good.”

Eddie’s eyes soften and he lets go of your neck, sliding his hand to your cheek.

“Is that why you were smoking, baby?” He asks, but he wasn’t teasing anymore.

You bite your bottom lip, pulling away slightly and keeping your eyes on his. You could feel the way he was caring about you lately, and it felt really strange to know that this was probably more than just a casual fuck now.

“I just need to stop thinking a bit,” You admit. “Do you want to help me?”

Eddie didn’t even give you time to prepare yourself before his lips found yours again, his fingers were in your hair and you were having a hard time keeping up with his sudden urgency.

Fuck, you really missed him.

The kiss was a mess of tongues and clashing teeth, and it reminded you a lot of the first time you were with him. There was this consuming desire and tension that you would never be able to comprehend, but you really loved it.

“Bedroom. Right now.” You pull away to catch a breath, but his mouth was already lowering to the swell of your breasts, hungrily exploring your body and sucking bruises along the way. “Eddie, fuck!”

He suddenly stood up from the couch, keeping his hands on your ass as he guided your legs to wrap around his hips when he literally carried you towards the stairs. But he put you down before he could start making his way up, and just then you remembered about his deep wound on his side.

“Sorry, baby. We’ll have to do this the less fun way.” He places his hand over his abdomen as he takes a deep breath, and you hated that you’d forgotten about that detail. “I have to take it easy or else future you, tomorrow morning, will be mad at me, you know, when you’re not high anymore.”

His words made you giggle as you rushed up the stairs, hearing as he followed you up.

“Why am I starting to like it when you tease me? It’s mostly super annoying but now it’s starting to sound really sexy.” You admit once you’re both on the top of the stairs, and he grabs your hips to pull you closer.

“Sexy? Keep the compliments coming.” He grins, planting a soft kiss on your lips. “Let’s go, baby. Let me make you feel good.”

You were pathetically desperate, quick to make your way into the bedroom and Eddie laughs, closing the door behind him after he walks in. You completely freeze when he suddenly decides to take off his pants.

He has a casual look on his face when he throws them to the side, and you realise he wasn’t wearing any underwear. Your eyes instantly drop to his very hard erection, knowing you have this effect on him always makes you feel so powerful. You can see the pre-come starting to leak from his tip and the prominent veins along his thick length make your mouth water.

“I think someone missed me a little too much.” His tone makes you look into his eyes again, and he was so fucking smug.

Eddie pushes his hair off his face and then he makes his way to the bed, simply lying down with his arms folded behind his head, completely shameless. And then he starts to lower his hand down his chest... and even lower.

He lets out a deep moan the moment he wraps his fingers around his erection, and you literally have to clench your thighs together. You step closer to the bed, watching him under the yellowish light of the lamps, making his eyes seem even darker.

“Take off your clothes,” He says simply. “let me see you.”

You instantly obey, your brain is lost in him and it was very apparent. You can’t look away from his eyes as you reach the hem of your tank top, quickly taking it off and discarding it on the floor. The desire coursing through your veins was making your head spin, and you reach out your hand to wrap your fingers around his length.

“Let me touch you,” You whisper desperately, and he pulls his hand away and proceeds to fold his arms behind his head again as you stroke him, but he suddenly stops and freezes.

“Why is there a knife under your pillow?” His wicked smile widens when he grabs the knife, and you keep touching him, feeling his dick twitch in your hand.

“Makes me feel safer,” You answer honestly.

“Do you want to play with it tonight?” His dimples indented on his cheeks when he starts to slide the blade down his body, going down his stomach and past the bandage he had to put over his deep wound.

Fuck me, you thought.

“Yes.” You nod.

Eddie clicks his tongue, wrapping his hand around yours on his cock and keeping it still when he softly brushes the knife over his leaking tip, collecting some of his pre-come.

His pupils are completely dilated when he sits up, keeping you on his lap. But his sudden movements make you pull your hand away from his dick and hold his shoulders for some support.

“Do you want a taste too?” He asks, bringing the knife closer to your mouth. “You know what to say.”

“Yes, please.” You whisper, opening your mouth just when he brushes the sharp end of the blade on your bottom lip, and he’s quick to press the knife on your tongue so you can taste his salty arousal.

“That’s it, baby... you really need me tonight, don’t you?” He smiles, tracing the shape of your lips with the blade.

“Please.” You actually beg... but you’re desperate and way too weak and tired to deny it.

“Put your knees on either side of my head, you’re going to ride my face before you ride my cock.” He lays back down, still keeping the knife in his hand.

You had dreamed about riding him several times and you were more than excited.

Being on top of Eddie itself was something very fun because he was always in control. And you really liked that he was still in control, even underneath you.

So you move slowly, until your knees are resting on either side of his head, and you’re careful not to pull his hair. You keep your hips lifted enough but his face was inches away from your soaking wet centre.

You look down at him and he’s smiling again, this time bringing the knife closer to your thigh and grazing it upwards.

“You’re dripping for me... I’ll be gentle tonight so you can manage to walk in the morning.” He chuckles under his breath, continuing to slide the knife until he reaches your trimmed public hair, making you shiver. “You trust me, don’t you?”

You nod, since there’s no way you can find your voice at the moment. You’re completely hypnotised by him and watching as he starts to lower the knife. He presses the flat side of the blade over your clit without a warning, and you have to stop yourself from squirming because of how cold it feels against your warm and sensitive skin.

“I could get used to seeing you on top like this, I could spend hours with my head buried between your thighs... is this pretty cunt only mine, baby?” His voice was much deeper than usual, causing goosebumps to erupt all over your skin just by the sound of him.

“Yes, only yours.” You moan when he starts to slide the knife lower, and you look down to watch as he grazes the flat side back and forth. He surprises you when he moves it lower to your opening, teasingly circling it near your entrance and you instantly clench.

“You’re soaking the knife, baby.” He whispers, pulling it away and you can finally move again, watching as he brings it to his mouth so he can lick the blade clean. “You taste so fucking good.”

“Fuck,” You breath, aching to lower your hips on his mouth to get some sort of relief, this was making your stomach clench almost painfully.

And then Eddie reaches out his hand again, tracing your nipples with the knife before lowering your hips and his mouth his quick to latch onto your core.

“Jesus fucking Christ- fuck!” You nearly scream, feeling as he squeezes your ass so tightly that you can almost already feel the bruises that are to be left behind.

He guides you to start moving your hips, and you allow your body to take the lead when you feel the electricity coursing through your veins. His tongue slips inside of you and you look down to watch, grinding your hips against his mouth as he fucks you with his tongue, curling it in you, making your thighs tremble.

You circle your hips slowly now, feeling your orgasm start to build inside of you. After all of his teasing and the knife play, you were really fucking wet and needy. The fact that you were high also contributed to the uncontrolled amount of arousal.

“Did you miss my pussy, baby?” The words leave your mouth before you could stop yourself and Eddie moaned so loudly that the sound reverberated through your whole body, making you throw your head back.

That seemed to have spurred him on because now his tongue was flicking on your clit as he then sucked it into his mouth. You missed this feeling… no one has ever made you feel this way.

He alternates between slow licks and then he nibbles at your clit, holding it between his teeth until it almost became painful, and that was enough to trigger your sudden orgasm.

“Eddie! Fuck,” Your moan echoes around the room and you move your hips faster on his face, knowing you were soaking him with your release and his moans are the most addictive thing to hear.

Your ears are ringing with the intensity of your climax and you grab his hair, circling your hips one last time before slowly pulling away. His mouth and chin are drenched and the smug smile on his face is the same as always.

“You came fast... I’ll help you relax from now on, baby.” He says, licking a long stripe from your opening to your clit, and you have to pull away before you get too sensitive. You move back until you’re straddling his hips again, trying to catch your breath as he watches you with hooded eyes.

You’re sitting right on top of his erection, feeling him throbbing between your folds as you reach out to grab his hand. He watches you as you bite your lip, reaching between your bodies so you can position his cock right under your entrance. “Is your cock only mine too, Eds?”

“Fuck, yes.” Eddie closes his eyes to take a deep breath and you don’t give him any warning when you sink down, feeling his length burry all the way inside of you.

“Fuck...” You both moan at the same time, your walls clenching around him because of your orgasm and he grabs your hips, keeping you still on top of him.

You can feel his cold rings on your heated skin and you need a while to adjust, you’d forgotten just how big he is. He also reached much deeper in this angle... massaging just the right stop when you dare to circle your hips.

“Oh, fuck.” You let out a shaky breath and he reaches out his hands to grab your boobs now, kneading them softly before he pinches your nipples, making you whimper his name.

His hands then lower to your stomach, and he spreads his fingers there as his other hand instructs you to move your hips again. And just when you comply, he presses his hand on your lower abdomen, making a strangled moan escape from your lips.

“I’m so deep like this... with you riding me.” He sounds out of breath, keeping his hand pressed when you circle your hips again, feeling how deep he is inside of you. “Can you feel it?”

“Yes, Eddie. You feel so good.” You moan, placing your hands on his chest when you start moving faster, and he gropes your ass so roughly that you just knew you were going to have an imprint of his hand there.

“You’re soaking me, fuck-” Eddie’s jaw clenches and his eyes roll back when you start bobbing your hips up and down, clenching even more as you fuck him.

He’s hitting just the right spot over and over again and you can feel another orgasm building up inside you, and he suddenly reaches out his hand, wrapping his fingers around your throat and pulling your face closer to his.

You gasp for air when he chokes you harder that he’s done before, and you can feel his rings leaving a mark on the side of your neck.

Eddie keeps you still as he bends his knees, and now he’s the one who starts thrusting up into you, so fucking hard that he knocks the air out of your lungs and you can’t even moan properly, you were just breathing very heavily.

“Did you have fun riding me?” He whispers, slamming his hips against yours and you keep your hands on the bed on either side of his head, moving your hips back to meet his every thrust.

“Fuck! Harder, Eddie.” You moan, the loud sounds of your centres connecting only spurring him on and you watch as he grabs the knife with his free hand, slowing down his pace so can hand it to you.

“Hurt me, baby.” He smiles when you wrap your fingers around the handle. “Leave your mark on me.”

His words make you throb even more around him and you push his hand away from your neck, sitting up and feeling as his cock reaches even deeper inside you. You take a deep breath before you slide the knife down his neck, until you reach just below a small scar on his collarbone.

You look deep into his eyes when you start moving your hips... very slowly so he can feel what you’re doing. And the way his jaw goes slack and he digs his fingers into your thighs is enough.

“Fuck... spelling your name, yeah?” He moans very shamelessly, and after you’re done you push your damp hair off your face so you can press the knife on his chest, starting to press lightly into his skin. “Fucking hell...”

You can feel him twitching inside you and he moans louder because of the pain, and you watch the small drop of blood starting to fall down his chest. You toss the knife to the floor after you’re done, leaning down to lick the drop before it can reach the sheets.

His fingers thread into the back of your hair and you lower your tongue to his nipple, softly holding it between your teeth before you flick your tongue. Eddie’s moan is obscene and you’re so fucking close. You pull away so you can start moving again, bouncing on top of him more roughly than before.

“Oh, god-” You roll your head back when your thighs start spasming on their own and his hands on your ass are guiding you to go even faster, until your orgasm hits you again and you literally scream his name.

“(Y/N)-fuck!” He moans just as loud, bucking his hips from the bed when he comes, and you feel the short spurts of his release inside you as your walls clamp around his cock.

You collapse on top of his chest, completely out of breath and worn out, but your mind is blank and the only thing you can feel is pleasure.

You feel really good.

His arms wrap around you, and he keeps you close while he’s still inside you, your chests are pressed together and your fast heartbeats are loud enough to be heard.

“Fuck” He sighs. “I needed that too.”

You hum, nuzzling against his chest and having no control over your brain, since now you were enjoying two types of highs at once, and your mouth moves on its own.

“Eddie?” You whisper, feeling as he runs his fingers through your hair.

“Yeah?” He whispers back.

“Steve said that I like you.” You wonder if he can even hear your voice.

“Do you, baby?” His voice is as low as yours, almost careful.

This time, you didn’t hesitate before answering.

“Yeah... I do.”

#eddie munson #Eddie Munson x reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson imagine #stranger things #st4 imagine #st4 #joseph quinn smut #Joseph Quinn x reader #joseph quinn

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come-rain-come-shine · 6 months

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As I was watching "Day of Death" a couple of weeks ago (as one does), I paused on this whiteboard to see what it said, and something stuck out to me.

On this whiteboard detailing the events of the night that Lucy was abducted, someone wrote this:

The board says:

hates cats (won't tell anyone)

sucks on lemons

This seems to be personal facts about Lucy that have been included with facts about the case. It's possible these points are about Caleb — maybe things that Lucy relayed to Tim while she was looking Caleb up on social media — but since it's stated repeatedly in the episode that they have "squat" to go on about him, it's more likely that these points are about Lucy.

I have two theories for why these bizarre points are on this board: an in-universe explanation (grounded in the story and the characters), and an out-of-universe explanation (grounded in reasons related to the actual creation of the show).

In-universe: Tim and/or Jackson, desperate to contribute to the investigation, were yelling out whatever they could think of to help build the case.

Now, I can't guess why anyone could have seen these particular tidbits as possibly relevant. But since they all had so little to go on, it would seem that they were throwing absolutely anything at the wall to see what would stick.

This theory mostly stems from the way that Tim was regurgitating every little thing he knew about Caleb the moment he knew that Lucy was missing. His wild spouting of facts is rather out of character: Tim is usually in control, focused on the job. But when Lucy is missing, logic flies out the window for him.

He tells Grey about the video of Caleb playing with a puppy, why?? Because it's all the information he has to offer to the case. Even if it's not really pertinent, he says it, because he doesn't know what could help Lucy. Also, he's not fully in control of his actions, and he's possibly suffering from motormouth.

I include Jackson as a possible contributor because he is probably the person who is second-most concerned about Lucy, plus one of the people who knows her best, and he has a history of babbling when stressed (I'm thinking of season 1, episode 13, "Caught Stealing," when he tells the Internal Affairs investigator about the gifted creme brulee completely unprompted lol). But in my Chenford shipper heart, I want to say Tim was the one to make these less than helpful contributions.

I can picture Armstrong writing out all this information about Lucy's whereabouts the night of her abduction, stating facts that they know, and Tim and/or Jackson blurting out personal details that might (somehow) give them a clue about where Lucy is now. Maybe Armstrong writes out the addresses of where she was on December 8th, then the stuff about other victims, and then he says, "What else do we know?" and then Tim and/or Jackson start wildly interjecting. They know literally nothing else that is relevant, so all they can say is random trivia about Lucy. And Armstrong, who can see that emotions are very high right now, writes it down to placate them? Or because he's like, "Irrelevant information is better than no information"? (I'm not sure how a detective would think in this scenario.)

Out-of-universe: Some of the set decorators or other crew were messing around, writing down whatever on the boards, and someone forgot to erase this. 😆

I like the in-universe explanation better, since the writing is rather large and this behaviour by Tim and/or Jackson would be consistent with what we see earlier in the episode.

#the rookie #analysis #season 2 #day of death #lucy chen #tim bradford #chenford #my posts #2x11

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bonbonchocolates · 5 months

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Wedding

Yandere Best Friend Jimin x Reader

Summary: When your best friend had different intentions for you.......

Warnings: yandere Jimin, dumb Y/N, obsessive behaviour, forced marriage

A/N: Again originally from my Wattpad account. I hope you like it.

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It was Friday evening, you were helping your mother as she was cooking. Then you heard the sound of the doorbell and you rushed to open the door knowing who it was.

Y/N Dad: Wait Y/N, let me open the door.

Though you wanted to open the door you let your father do it. You went back to the kitchen where your mother was. You took out the chopper board and started to chop the onions. You were very excited to meet your childhood bestfriend after a whole year.

You were lost in your thoughts when you heard a familiar voice of your best friend. You left what you were doing and went to the living room to greet your best friend.

You saw him sitting on the couch beside your brother and was laughing at something your father said.

You: Jimin

Jimin: Y/N

You hugged each other.

You: I missed you

You said and broke the hug.

Jimin: I missed you too.

Your mother also came and greeted him.

" Dinner will be ready in an hour"you announced and rushed to the kitchen. This was the first time you felt shy around Jimin.

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While having your dinner you were completely lost in your thoughts of your childhood when you spent nights and days cuddled with Jimin. You wondered if now you could do the same. Both your and Jimin's parents were friends and this is how you both became best friends. The fact that Jimin was two years older than you and belonged to a rich family while you were from a middle class family didn't stop you from being best friends.

Y/N Dad: So, how long are you staying here?

Jimin: About a week.

Y/N Mom: When will you come again?

Jimin: With the pressure of my job, I don't think I will be able to come before a year.

Actually Jimin got a good job in Paris two years ago. He was so busy with his work that he used to call you like once a month. Sometimes it felt like he totally forgot about you.

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After the dinner Jimin bid goodbye to you and your parents and was about to leave when you caught his wrists and stopped him from leaving.

You: Do you have to leave in a week?

Jimin: Yeah I have to pompom( it was a nickname Jimin calls you), you know work is important.

You pouted.

Jimin: But I won't leave without you.

With that he left your house. You wondered what his last sentence meant, he must be joking, right!

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2 days later:

You just returned home from your work and found that your parents were not at home. You wondered where they went at this time.So you decided to ask your brother. You went to your brother's room and found him playing video games.

"Kookie"

"Yea"

"Where are mom and dad?" You asked curiously.

"They uhhh.....are at Jimin's house."

Why were your parents at Jimin's house at 10 at night. You thought.

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After a hour your parents returned home you rushed to them and asked that why were they at Jimin's house . They didn't replied to your question which was strange.

They looked extremely happy so you asked them the reason for their happiness but they told you that you will know in a few days.

"Dad please just tell what's going on? " You asked him curiously. What is happening?

"You won't miss Jimin again."Your dad replied.

"What?"It was more a question to yourself. You didn't knew what was going on. You were totally confused. "Is he not going back to Paris? "

"No, it's even better. "your mother replied excitedly. "You'll know in a few days. "

Why is everyone acting soo weird? What is going on? You thought. You'll probably know in a few days.

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After two days when you came back home from work, you found your mom in your room. She was packing your bag.

What is happening?

"Mom! What is happening?"You asked confused.

"We don't have so much time before the marriage."Your mom replied.

What?

"Marriage... whose marriage?"

"Yours, of course."

"What mine? When?"

"Tomorrow"

"What? With whom?"

"Jimin"Your mom replied.

Now everything hit you the reason for why did Jimin told that he wouldn't leave without you. The reason why your parents were at Jimin's house. The whole time your parents and Jimin knew what was going on but they didn't told you. You felt anger inside you which was directed to Jimin and your parents.

You quickly took out your phone from your purse and dialed Jimin's number waiting for him to pick up.

"What the hell is happening Jimin? "you yelled at him the moment when he picked up his phone.

"Whoa..whoa easy there Y/N."

"I'm to marry you tomorrow, but why? "

"Because I love you Y/N can't you see that, I have been in love with you since 8th grade. But you did not see my love." Jimin replied as if nothing happened. "So I told my parents that I love you and I want to marry you. They were more than happy to hear it so they invited your parents for lunch and told them about the proposal and they didn't had any problem."

"Jimin you're saying like this is normal. If you ever loved me so you could have told me, asked me out on a date. "You didn't knew what else to say. "You never thought of what I want, my decision doesn't matters"

"Yeah, you're right. Your decision doesn't matters. "This made you more angry.

"And why so soon? "you asked angrily.

"Cause I only have a week to stay here and I don't want to wait for another year."

"I won't marry you."You told.

"You will."He replied before ending the call. There were already tears gathered in your eyes.

Why was Jimin doing this? He was your best friend. Right.

Jimin's words broke your heart. You decided to tell your parents that you didn't want to marry Jimin. When you told them instead of understanding you they scolded you. They told you that the wedding is tomorrow and that there is no going back now. The wedding rings were bought, the wedding dress was decided, your bag was packed and your tickets for Paris was already booked.

You never ever thought in your life that your parents won't care for your decision just because of Jimin.

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The next day came too soon. It was 6:00am when your mother woke you up. You completely forgot that today is your wedding. You didn't got up from your bed instead you layed down and covered your face with the pillow.

Your mother took the pillow off you and dragged you out of the bed. She pushed you towards the bathroom and told you to get fresh.

After a few minutes you changed into your wedding dress and the makeup artists arrived soon after. They did your makeup. You requested them to keep it simple. They did as you told.

Then your mother came and told it was time for the wedding and she dragged you outside.

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You were walking down the aisle clinging to your father's arm like a child. At the end of the aisle you spotted Jimin who was wearing a black suit and was looking handsome as always. He had a smirk on his face.

When you reached there your father gave your hand to Jimin. He brought it up to his lips and kissed.With that the ceremony started.

"Do you Park Jimin, take Jeon Y/N, as your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health until death do you apart."

"I do."

"Do you Jeon Y/N, take Park Jimin, as your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health until death do you apart."

You kept quiet but then Jimin held your hand tightly and glared at you.

"I do" You were forced to say.

The wedding was small. Only Jimin's and your relatives and friends were present. Everyone was happy except you. They thought that your years long friendship with Jimin just turned into love. When you told your parents that you don't want to marry him, they thought that you were doing drama cause either you don't want to get married soo soon or you wanted a grand wedding. They told you that it was for your own good.

The reception went as quick as the wedding. You danced with Jimin, your father and your brother..

It was 1:00am when you started to feel sleepy. You just wanted to go home and fall asleep but you knew that you can't do that cause the flight was at 4:00am . That's when Jimin dragged you towards the car and pushed you in the backseat. You saw your bags being loaded . Then Jimin entered the car. He sat beside you and asked the driver to start the car.

"Can't wait to have you for myself alone." Jimin told excitedly.

"I hate you."You told with all the rage inside you.

"Ohh don't be like that sweetheart, I know you love me."He pouted "I love you and I can't wait to spend the rest of our lives together."

You still can't believe why was Jimin doing this. He was supposed to be your best friend. You just wanted it to be a nightmare. You never ever thought that your childhood best friend to spoil your life.

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