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iheartcake123 · 3 years

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☁️change-yoon gwi-nam☁️

a/n: im a sucker for a storyline where the bully changes and gets what they deserve so this is part of that hehe and again feedback good or bad is always welcome as i still don’t know how to format my imagines or if people like them, so feel free to leave me feedback! also part 2 will hopefully be out very soon as most of it is already written :) one last thing, this is my first kdrama and kind of horror (?) imagine so im sorry if it’s not great lool

warnings: mentions of killing, zombies , occasional curse words and knives

Masterlist

Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 , Part 5 (1)

Part 1

-3rd person p.o.v-

y/n was in the school cafeteria when it happened. she was getting lunch when suddenly students started to run in screaming. followed by those who had turned.

she now found herself hiding in the cafeteria’ kitchen area with one of the school’s bullies gwi-nam. probably one of the worst people to be with at a time like this but she had no choice.

she wasn’t an idiot. she didn’t trust him, not even for a second, but she had to stay hidden for as long as she could to plan an escape. she’d already watched gwi-nam brutally push out two other people from where they were hiding to save himself and y/n was sure she would be next if she stayed. so now she had to make a run for it.

soon. before he could even attempt to sacrifice her for himself.

taking a deep breath in, y/n slowly shuffled to get a better look to see if there were any gaps where she could possibly run to escape. she didn’t know where she would run to but with the options that she had, anywhere was better than where she currently was.

“yah, what are you doing?” gwi-nam whisper yelled as he saw her slowly begin to shuffle out from where they were hiding.

she ignored him as he continued to try to find out what she was going to do.

as she made it out from underneath the metal table, she quickly grabbed a knife from the counter to protect herself before starting to run to get out of the kitchen area. but she was stopped as a zombie had heard her and ran to attack her. thankfully, she’d taken some self defence classes before so she knew how to fight to an extent. as the zombie came towards her she used all her force to push it off of her before stabbing it in the neck and kicking it to the floor.

as she continued to make her way to the kitchens exit she then saw one of the lunch ladies hiding, asking for help. reaching out to grab her hand she helped the woman up and just as she was about to turn to leave gwi-nam came running, a zombie chasing him. as he approached y/n and the lunch lady he grabbed the lunch lady and pushed her into the zombie that was chasing him.

this made y/n sick to the stomach, but she couldn’t dwell on it as she still needed to leave the cafeteria to get some place else. after managing to escape through one of the windows she felt relief flood over her. however, gwi-nam had also managed to get out following closely behind her.

“what’s your plan now?” he raised an eyebrow at y/n and she shrugged. she hadn’t thought about what to do next.

“okay i’ll tell you mine then..you see that bike, that’s how we should escape” gwi-nam said as he pointed to a bike discarded on the floor.

y/n couldn’t help but roll her eyes in response “it’s faster on foot”

gwi-nam ignored her and decided to then make a run for the bike. y/n debated on whether to go or not, but then closely followed behind him. they both of course began to get chased by zombies and y/n looked over her shoulder to see gwi-nam struggle with the bike.

he soon ditched the bike and ran into the main building with y/n and after what felt like hours of pushing away and fighting zombies, they finally found a room with an unlocked door to hide in.

“shit!” gwi-nam cursed as y/n shut the door behind them.

“huh?” she questioned turning to look at the room, only to see some zombies head towards him and y/n. she hastily held her knife up, not only for the zombies but for gwi-nam too incase he tried anything like pushing her into the zombies.

but he didn’t do that. instead he began to fight them off.

as much as y/n didn’t want to admit it but she was slowly starting to trust him as he hadn’t yet tried to do anything to harm her.

y/n just watched as he fought the zombies, using his own knife to kill them and as he fought the final one, he began to lose. his knife dropped out of his hand and he was struggling to hold the zombie girl up to stop her from taking a chunk out of his face.

a part of y/n wanted to leave him to get bitten as it’s what he deserved after bullying and killing people. but, y/n herself wasn’t a murderer so after mentally cursing herself and debating on if she should save him or not, she ran and tackled the zombie off gwi-nam and onto the floor before stabbing it in the head.

however, as she began to stand back up her hand landed on some glass and she winced in pain. she was now hurt and she knew that he didn’t deserve to be saved in the first place. but, she couldn’t let him die if she had a chance to help him either.

she would’ve been just as bad as him.

as tears pricked her eyes, she went to go sit against the wall on one side of the room and examine her hand. as she examined it she couldn’t help the sounds escaping her mouth. it hurt like hell.

and of course, gwi-nam was too rude to even thank her for saving his life just then. instead he had just got done fixing up an area in the room and was now lying down so that he could rest.

“aish, i can’t sleep with those dead bastard zombies in this room and with you making noise!” he complained, sitting up from his lying down position and finally turning to look at y/n who was sat in the corner holding back tears as she tried to pull the piece of glass out of her hand.

“did you hear me? i said-” he spoke louder but stopped once he noticed that she was hurt.

he instantly felt bad for raising his voice and walked over to her after grabbing the first aid kit from one of the shelves in the room. he awkwardly approached y/n as she whimpered attempting to pull the glass out of her hand again but failing miserably.

“here” he nodded holding out the first aid kit to her but she ignored him so he raised his voice “just take it!”

this time she flinched in reaction and just grabbed the kit from him with her good hand before going back to trying to remove the glass stuck in her hand.

gwi-nam stood watching her as she struggled. he noticed the tears that she was desperately holding back and he noticed her trembling hands. so, he eventually decided to help her. squatting down in front of her, he yanked the first aid kit from her and pulled out some tweezers from the bottom of it.

“what are you doing?” she questioned him as he grabbed her hand in his and began to pull out the glass using the tweezer.

“stop moving” he firmly said tightening his grip on her before finally removing the glass and wrapping her hand in a bandage.

he then stood up again and walked back to his area that he made to sleep and laid down. acting as if he didn’t just help y/n.

“thank you” y/n’s voice was quiet, she was so shocked. she didn’t know why he had even helped her. she didn’t even know that he could be nice if he wanted to.

as he heard her say those words, he couldn’t help but smile to himself. he felt appreciated for once and he liked it.

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y/n couldn’t sleep no matter how much she tried. her hand was sore, she was cold and she was so on edge about zombies that could burst through the door at any second.

she stood up sighing and walked over to the window to look outside, there were stray zombies over the school field and it looked like there was a fire in the distance in the city.

seeing everything and being able to finally process some of it it, her lip began to quiver as she thought about her family. were they safe? were they looking for her? were they even still alive? whatever the answers were, she couldn’t help but think of the worst.

unable to hold it in any longer, tears began to leave her eyes as sobs tried to escape her lips. she did her best to be as quiet as possible. she didn’t want gwi-nam to see her crying and make fun of her for doing so.

y/n’s body froze when she heard shuffling from behind her and quickly wiped away the tears on her face and attempted to make it look as if she wasn’t crying.

“are you okay?” gwi-nam awkwardly asked as he stood behind her and y/n just rolled her eyes knowing he couldn’t see.

“like you even care” she mumbled under her breath before turning to look at him and answering his question “yeah, im just tired and couldn’t sleep”

gwi-nam knew it was a lie. he’d been awake the whole time and had seen y/n crying.

“same here” he then said watching her as she returned to sit on the floor.

he cleared his throat before also sitting on the floor next to her.

y/n turned to look at him and raised an eyebrow.

“what are you doing now?” she groaned slightly and he smirked.

“im just sitting next to you” he scanned her face, the moonlight from outside lighting up her face “sleep. you look tired”

“what? so that you can kill me in my sleep?” y/n scoffed “no chance”

“im not going to kill you”

“yet”

“yah, what makes you think im going to kill you? im trying to be nice!”

“and im supposed to take your word? you already killed three people just to get here”

gwi-nam couldn’t argue because it was true.

“fine. but im trying to change” he then said lowly.

“gwi-nam, you’ll never change” y/n shook her head and stood up.

gwi-nam followed and also stood up before pushing y/n against the wall.

“don’t you see? im trying to change” he said through grit teeth as he held y/n against the wall.

“by what? pinning me against the wall? now let me go!” y/n argued back trying to hide the fact she was worried he’d hurt her.

“i did what i had to do to survive, you would’ve done the same” he looked her up and down.

“let me go”

“i don’t think i will” a smirk appeared on gwi-nam’s face.

“let me-” y/n argued back but was cut off after gwi-nam placed his lips on hers.

y/n froze. gwi-nam was kissing her but she didn’t hate it. she was supposed to hate it right?

after a couple of seconds y/n found herself closing her eyes and kissing him back as he cupped her cheek with one of his hands. the kiss slowly came to an end and he rested his forehead on hers. both his and her eyes were still closed as they stood in silence.

realisation began to set in as gwi-nam moved his hand down to lace his fingers with hers.

“i told you, im trying to change” gwi-nam whispered and y/n opened her eyes to look at him.

she wanted to say something snarky or argue with him but she was at a loss for words.

maybe he really would change.

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junosmindpalace · 2 years

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I just saw the post and I'm going CRAZY!!!! 💕💕💕 This feels so accurate?! I was seriously impressed! and I loved how detailed senku thoughts and feelings towards the reader💗💗💗💗 god this was such a good job thank you!!!!!!👏👏👏👏 and honestly this is so good I want a part 2 to this but not now!! I know you have other requests to deal with so please when you're done with them and get the rest that you deserve I'd love to see a part 2 where after the war senku sees his crush is being courted and flirted with by non other than ryusui who has his eyes on them and probably won't give up any time soon😉 maybe this will force senku to finally admit his love to them???

((pls don't overwork yourself or anything just take this when your open for requests again! after a break or do whatever you want! I'm good with anything so it's your call and again thanks!! this was so good probably my favorite interpretation of senku being in love 😊))

THANK YOU for giving me an opportunity to indulge in a jealous senku concept. I'm an absolute sucker for jealousy tropes (when they arent. weird). and thank you so much for your kind words and patience!! i take special attention to writing the characters as accurately as i can because i know from experience that there are many instances where characters are soo extremely ooc and it takes away from the writing a bit. Im so glad you liked your request and i hope you enjoy this one as well!

please note that i struggled with writing the ending so pardon me if it seems rushed ;,)

wc: 2.9k

tw: none!

Constructive feedback is always welcome! I'm always looking to improve!

Senku feels humiliated by how much his illogical feelings are consuming his thoughts and controlling his behavior recently. He’s surprised that more people don’t take his insistence that romance is a burden to heart, because his romantic feelings are slowly starting to make his head spin.

Ryusui’s arrogance and overwhelming personality were already bad enough, but Senku thinks that his interest in you is far worse.

The (former?) billionaire goes from insufferable to almost intolerable as soon as Senku catches sight, or hell, even sound, of the two of you together. Ryusui constantly compliments you and makes you laugh, makes not so subtle physical contact and consults with you about everything. He frequently lavishes you with the wealth he was able to quickly reobtain in the stone world, and all the more frequently reminds you that he desires you in one way or another.

His boisterous attitude and advances onto you make Senku’s blood boil.

The battle against Tsukasa had been won for good. Tsukasa had surrendered and Hyoga, defeated; one behind bars, the other in a deep frozen sleep. Tsukasa had sustained a fatal injury from Hyoga, and his only chance of survival was to be killed and freezed in a cryogenic chamber until means to revive him were available. Despite their battles, Tsukasa was still one of Senku’s first allies, and putting him in such a vulnerable state was emotionally tough on the scientist. Throughout it all, your presence was comforting, and so was the fact that there was no threat to hurriedly prepare to fight. Senku could finally begin unraveling the petrification mystery, and his plan included making a ship to travel to multiple destinations around the globe in. It was around this time that the reality of the situation really settled into Senku’s head: there was no threat, and his heart was still racing around you.

It seemed that ever since Senku realized he was in love with you, his feelings have been growing more and more, despite him wanting the opposite to happen. He found his palms clamming up whenever he was around you, his head bowed just the slightest bit lower. He was becoming hyper aware of the way he acted toward and around you, and it embarrassed him to no end, struggling to stop himself from acting so out of character even if it was in the subtlest of ways.

Senku did a lot of reflecting during this prepping period. Tsukasa was only one out of many challenges awaiting. With Senku’s plan to travel around the world, it was only logical for him to consider the prospect of more danger lying ahead. There was much to be done and a lot more responsibility to take on, and so maybe Senku, for the sake of your safety and the mission, should just continue to keep his feelings secret.

And he was ready to commit to this decision until Ryusui’s revival.

He tried so hard to not let his logic fly out the window every time he found himself annoyed at Ryusui. At first, he refused to let himself admit he’s jealous. It’s just illogical! Why would he be jealous of anything or anyone? You two aren’t dating and you’re entitled to making friends- hell, you’re entitled to dating whoever you please! Senku doesn’t have a say in your personal affairs and certainly has no valid reason to feel jealous of your relationship with the captain. Which is why he concludes that he isn’t. The persistent annoyance must just be Ryusui himself. Senku was caught off guard by him in their first meeting.

And yet, subconsciously, he always has his eye on the two of you, straining to overhear conversations about you both. He can’t help himself. Senku continues to go about his work but he also trains himself to multitask when you’re in the vicinity. Any outsider would probably fall for Senku’s act, but his sly mentalist friend, Gen Asagiri, knows better.

A short while after Senku’s realization, Gen figured out that the scientist had finally recognized his feelings. He hasn’t been loud about it for the most part, but just because Gen has the decency of not proclaiming Senku’s romantic affection for you outwardly doesn't mean the Kingdom of Science leader was immune to his smirks and side-eyes. Gen refused to leave Senku alone about his attempts at disguising his jealousy, immediately seeing through his act and relentlessly teasing and taunting him, his words resonating with Senku’s intrusive thoughts about you and Ryusui’s relationship.

“If you don’t make a move before our charismatic Ryusui, dear Y/N may end up falling for his charm.”

Senku scoffed. “Yeah, right. Like Y/N is the kind of person to fall for someone as demanding as Ryusui.” But Gen could see the flicker of emotion cross his face. The corners of his mouth turned downward, his eyes widened in alarm, all for a brief second before he composed himself again. The idea makes him nervous, Gen could tell that much, and deep down, Senku hated himself for finding it a little nauseating.

And so it was that conversation with Gen that made Senku realize that he couldn’t deny his feelings of jealousy any longer. He did everything he could to bury his intrusive thoughts into the farthest parts of his brain, to snuff out the fire that blazed in his chest whenever he worked with you, exchanging witty comments with you, your laugh and your brilliant ideas. But no matter what, he’d find it next to impossible. His feelings for you were already illogical, and he so desperately wished that they would stop piling up on one another, especially during such a crucial time for the Kingdom of Science.

Again, he cannot help himself. He wasn’t content with simply being by your side anymore. He wanted to be by your side as something more, but seemingly, so did Ryusui.

Poor dude had a million mental battles waging in his head because who cares if he isn’t content? His desperate attempt at pushing down these illogical thoughts and feelings, his refusal to confess- it was all for the sake of the future. Being in a romantic relationship, especially with the Kingdom of Science’s unique circumstances (“unique” as in “rebuilding civilization”), wouldn’t be easy. He wouldn’t want to put strain on you or on the team’s mission.

Yet again, Senku’s illogical side would come out, but with this thought, it was disguised as logic. Maybe, just maybe, Senku’s feelings and desire to stay by your side as something more was worth a shot if he was even contemplating it. Yup, this was Senku’s logical side. That’s what Senku convinced himself of, anyway.

To Senku’s despair, Ryusui hadn’t shown any sign of backing down from you.

He’d been hoping that the captain would eventually quit his antics, that’d he get busy with his tasks as one of the crew’s leaders, so that Senku’s uncomfortable feelings would also back down and leave him to focus on more important matters. Unfortunately , Ryusui wasn’t the type of person to give up on something. If anything, the two of you had only gotten closer.

Your curiosity and passion for learning had led you to become intrigued by Ryusui, similarly to how you were interested in Senku’s science knowledge. You would peer at sprawls of maps and other gadgets over Ryusui’s shoulder and ask questions that he gladly welcomed, leaning his head toward yours as he talked to you about different locations on his map. You’d asked him about his life before the petrification, admittedly a little starstruck to be working with a former celebrity, and he’d tell you about Nanami Corp, growing up with his ambition and his desires. As upfront as Ryusui was, you had developed a good friendship with him.

You weren’t oblivious though; you could catch on to Ryusui’s flirting when it came up. Kohaku would nudge you with a smirk whenever she caught the two of you lost in conversation, as if the small act implied that the two of you were something more than friends. You’d only roll your eyes and shoo her away with a laugh, which, from Senku’s point of view, was confirmation that the two of you had mutual romantic feelings for one another.

You were confronted one night during the crew's voyage to America. A ray of moonlight reflected into the sleeping quarters through open circular windows, small waves crashing against the side of the Perseus. You had been lying on your back in a small compartment with a creaky bed, hair sprawled on your pillow and your hands crossed over your stomach. Looking up, you saw the bottom of Chrome’s bed, a duplicate of yours with the exception that it was only centimeters higher. ‘Bunking with Chrome was a mistake’, you thought to yourself. His constant shifting and snores made it difficult for you to drift off to sleep yourself, and so you had settled with trying to focus your attention on the soothing rocking of the Perseus against the water.

As you slowly started feeling yourself relax and letting your consciousness drift off for the night, a gentle knocking was heard beside you, forcing your eyes open. At the noise, Chrome murmured and once again turned, the bed creaking with his movement. You sighed and opened your eyes, slowly turning toward the sound. The remains of sleep slowly faded as your eyes met Senku’s.

“Senku? Why are you awake…?”

He was leaning against the side of the wall closest to your lower bunker, alarmed red irises eyeing you up and down and shoulders raised to his ears. He must have moved out of bed and across the room when you had briefly dozed off. He let out a deep exhale and stuck his pinky finger in his ear. “Follow me, okay?”

You blinked. Senku retrieving you in the dead of night while the rest of the crew was asleep was unusual, even for him. He would surely be alerting the ship if there was some sort of impending danger- his voice definitely wouldn’t be so low and airy- so you ruled it out as a possibility. He didn’t look scared, just tense, and you couldn’t figure out why. But you trusted him, and so all you replied with was, “okay”.

You rubbed your eyes as the two of you ascended up the stairs, Senku reminding you to keep a hand on the rail as he led you onto the docks. The late breeze made yours and Senku’s hair and clothing ripple through the air, but you shivered in satisfaction at the refresher. The sleeping quarters were stuffy and cramped, and it felt nice indulging in the coolness of the night.

Senku didn’t intentionally pick this specific night to talk to you about his feelings, but even he could appreciate the peaceful and slightly romantic atmosphere. The docks were bathed in the full moon’s soft glow, illuminating your figures as if mimicking a stage light. The air was cool against his skin, blowing the hair out of your faces so as to properly gaze at the sparkling sea and into each other's faces. There was no bustling activity, no orders to be given, no plans to continue formulating. It was just the two of you, the twinkling stars above and the quiet splashing of water. This was it.

After a couple moments of the two of you simply staring ahead, your scientist friend sighed and turned toward you. “So, I may as well make this to the point. You better be awake because I don’t want to repeat myself.” You looked puzzlingly at Senku, who stared at you with a small frown. He looked uncomfortable, and as if he were biting back something important. You searched each other's eyes before Senku suddenly closed his, bringing a hand to his face. “Heh, heh, heh…I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

“Huh? Doing what?”

He looked up at you and straightened his back, letting his hand fall down to his belt. “I’ve developed romantic feelings for you, Y/N.”

The previous silence fell between the two of you again. You stared at Senku with wide eyes and your mouth half open in shock, your tired brain slowly processing his words. He said it so casually that if you weren’t intrigued by his mysterious invitation, you would’ve missed it. Senku stiffened under your dumbfounded gaze and teared his eyes away from yours. “I’ve come to the conclusion that no matter what, my troublesome feelings pose an inconvenience. I could’ve kept my mouth shut, like I was planning to do, but if I let Ryusui continue with his antics, I might develop some sort of harsh feelings toward the two of you, hindering our abilities to work together.”

Ryusui? Ryusui’s antics? You reflected briefly before your eyes widened in knowing. Senku must’ve caught on to Ryusui’s flirting just as you had. Did that mean,-you could hardly wrap your head around the thought- that Senku was jealous of him?

“But my feelings are already a distraction for me, and a burden onto you. I’m sorry.”

You couldn’t find the words, so you couldn’t help but continue silently staring at him. You were convinced that this unbelievable night was a weird dream, hardly believing that Senku Ishigami was admitting to having feelings for you.

“I’m…hoping that by telling you, it’ll get rid of these feelings so I can focus on more important things.”

“Why do you want to be rid of your feelings?”

Senku looked caught off guard. It was the first time you had spoken after his confession. “Like I said, they’re a distraction. I can’t focus with them nagging at me. I’m hoping that by confessing, my feelings will go away with the stress of having to keep them to myself lifted off my chest, and I can focus on the mission. I don’t have to be jealous of you and Ryusui, and can leave the two of you alone.”

That’s right. His feelings will go away and you and Ryusui would be able to pursue your romantic interests in one another without his jealousy nagging at him. Ryusui was a great fit for you- more physically fit than he, and no idiot either. It would all work out.

“Do you think I…have feelings for Ryusui?” Something about the tremble in your voice irritated him. You looked to be biting back a laugh, as if the question were absurd to even be asking. He was already embarrassed enough by your earlier dumbfounded gaze, but something about you finding him amusing was somehow worse. “Don’t you?”

You could help but laugh at his deadpan expression and tone, but you quickly composed yourself when he gave you a pointed look. “I don’t have any feelings for Ryusui. He’s intriguing, definitely. Smart, funny, and not bad looking. But, to quote the two of you, I don’t desire him romantically one millimeter.”

It wasn’t all that evident on his face, but Senku truly was surprised. From how much time you spent together (and how physically close the two of you could get), he was sure that the two of you had something going on. It wouldn’t be his first time falsely predicting someone’s intentions, though.

“So um…you really want to get rid of your feelings? No exceptions?”

At this question, Senku was visibly surprised. “Exceptions such as?”

“Me liking you back?”

His eyes widened and he searched your face for any trace of it being hypothetical. Of course he considered the possibility of you reciprocating his feelings, but he found it unlikely. He expected rejection, maybe some anger and disgust, but instead you were hinting at the fact that-

“You have feelings for me?”

“Yeah.”

A little into the afternoon the following day, Senku invited Ryusui to talk privately on the docks. He felt that he owed the captain an explanation, with him attempting to pursue you and all. He revealed to Ryusui what he revealed to you that night and what the two of you discussed.

Senku’s plan was to confess with the intention of getting rid of his romantic feelings entirely, not just his jealousy. But when he found out that you reciprocated his feelings and wanted to try becoming something more than friends, his perspective on the matter shifted. Romance was never something that either of you were very experienced in or knowledgeable about. Sure, Senku could tell you the technicalities of it, but he never found himself longing for a romantic partner until his feelings of jealousy provoked him to think about his relationship with you. Senku’s fears still stood, but he wanted to cave into his illogical side, even if it meant taking some risks. So, the two of you came to an agreement that you wouldn’t officially label yourselves, but let see where your feelings and the journey ahead took the two of you.

The entire time, Ryusui listened with drawn brows. When Senku finished, Ryusui could only look downward. The lines on his forehead creased together and he smiled a sad sort of smile, an almost knowing smile. After some silence, he spoke. “Above all, I desire Y/N’s happiness, and so if you can give them that, then that’s enough for me.”

Senku mimicked his expression, keeping his eyes fixed on Ryusui. He straightened a bit when his friend finally met his eyes again. “I never want to see them frowning, you got that, Senku?”

Senku chuckled. “Loud and clear.”

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mdmakki · 3 years

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that boy is mine.

line up: matsukawa issei, kuroo tetsurou, tendou satori

warnings: jealousy, swearing, that’s it i think? implied alcohol consumption (in issei’s). mentions of eating (kuroo’s & tendou’s)

remember: set in timeskip, ageless and blank blogs dni or ur blocked.

note: it’s embarrassing how long it’s been since i posted and how long this has been in my drafts. but another jealous hc post cause ima sucker for them. but enjoy lol :p.

mdmakki 2022. reblogs and feedback are greatly appreciated. do not repost or modify on this or any other platform.

╰┈➤matsukawa issei

the club was somewhere you and your friends likes to call your second home. nearly every second weekend the three of you would be seen there. sometimes all staying together, other times it’d just be you and issei while makki wandered off to find his fill for the night. tonight it was the opposite. kind of. you and makki where sitting at a table while your boyfriend said he was going to for a smoke. usually he’d only be gone for 10 minutes max, but it’d definitely been longer and you started to get worried—even though your 6’3 lover could most definitely defend himself. “im going to look for issei, you coming?” leaning into makki’s ear so he could hear, your pink haired friend shook his head and said he’s gonna go look for someone.

not so stumbling, but definitely not walking straight you made your way to the smoking area to investigate the case of your missing boyfriend. even though the place was packed it wasn’t hard to spot issei, his frame towering over most the people there. and when you spotted issei, you also seen a girl who you’ve never seen before, deep in conversation with him and a hand on his arm where yours usually rests. some may say it’s the alcohol, others will just say it’s the rage surging through you over seeing someone that close to your man. in just a few strides you were by issei’s side, arm around his waist and the best fake smile you could muster sitting pretty on your face.

“hi ‘sei i was getting worried, couldn’t find you in there. ah, who’s this?” once your gaze met hers the smile dropped, as did hers that she previously put on. “oh sorry baby, this is uh, what was your name again?” seeming genuinely confused or he was just a good actor issei looked expectantly at the girl. “it’s lilly, i told you like five minutes ago.” seeing the disappointment slowly spread across her face you ducked your head into issei’s side to stifle the small laugh that bubbled up. “ah yeah lilly, well this is y/n, my-” “partner, his partner.” you cut him off with a smile without looking away from, who you learned was lilly. “yeah, so i guess we better go back inside, makki’s probably lonely in there” without letting either of them say goodbyes you dragged issei back through the door.

“i need to put you on a leash i swear.” even over the loud music issei could still hear you and laughed while heartedly at your comment. “hey it’s not my fault, i guess i’m just too tall, dark and handsome.”

╰┈➤tendou satori.

you’d think with his long limbs tendou would be quick with everything he does. and usually he is, so that’s why your so confused as to why he’s been gone to pick up your takeout for nearly 15 minutes. you’d sent him a few texts asking if he’s okay and if there was a problem with the food. but no reply. deciding you’d try call him and if he didn’t pick up you would go see what’s up. and once you heard the sound of his enthusiastic voicemail you hung up and swung the car door open making your way to the small shop. but before you got in you saw the familiar sight of a bald shaved red head being thrown back with laughter.

sighing with utter relief you approached—who you hoped was satori, but who else could it be—him to see what was the hold up. once close enough you saw he was laughing along with a girl you never seen before in all the time you’ve spent in paris. “satori? there you are. i was getting worried.” turning his head quickly satori was quick to involve you in this humorous looking conversation. “y/n! sorry about that, i got caught up talking to mia here.” glancing at the girl to his left you gave a tight lipped smile, to which she gave the exact same back. insinuating you’re both thinking the same thing right now. bitch. “oh well that’s nice but our foods getting cold baby.” maybe it was just your eyes but you swore you saw her eyebrow twitch at the use of the pet name. “oh yeah our food! sorry mia but i’ve got to go, it was nice meeting you!” tendou said his farewells as you led him to the car.

once in the car tendou sat staring at you with a mischievous grin on his face. “what?” you quipped while double checking the food. “oh nothing, just,” he sniffed the air, nearly like a dog that smelt treats. “just a strong smell of jealousy in the air.” seeing your face fall into utter had satori barking out a laugh that brought tears to his eyes. “your stuck with me babe no need to worry”.

╰┈➤kuroo tetsurou

many times over the course of your relationship with kuroo, you’ve been told by countless men and women alike that he’s just oh so handsome. and of course, you agree everytime. because even though he’s smug about it, you can’t deny how perfect all his features are. and because he’s just so handsome, it’s not new to see a woman probably twice his age hanging out of his arm. it happens all the time. so much that you got used to it, but seeing the gorgeous men and women that would line up just to talk to your lover created an ugly pit in your stomach.

and of course the pit returns when you come visit him at work with food for you and him to eat on his break, a ritual you have. the older woman sitting on his desk, any closer to him and she would fall into his lap. on any other day you’d knock on his office door, but all you could see was red so knocking was not an option. “tetsu.” quick and sharp, you called your fiancé from your place at the door. kuroo quickly looked over the woman’s shoulder to see you standing, and you swore you could see a flash of relief on his face. “y/n!, i was waiting for you all morning, i missed you real bad today.” as he spoke with a kind of urgency, the cause of your irritation slowly turned to look at you, brow raised at lip curled. “oh? who’s this tetsurou?” you walked slowly into the room, approaching the desk where the two sat and stopping infront of a picture frame. a frame that held a picture of you and kuroo the day he proposed. “his fiancé, i swear i remember meeting you at the event last week, i couldn’t forget a face like yours” her eyes flicked from the frame, to your ring, your eyes then landed on kuroo, who was desperately trying to hold back a smile.

“oh yes of course,” she laughed, “of course i remember, he was just so happy when he told all of us.” beats of silence followed her response. the wide smile on her face falling. “well, that’s nice but this food smells too good to be sitting here, so if you’ll excuse us id like to have lunch with my fiancé.” she didn’t even answer you or bid farewell, the woman had just fled the room in haste. “baby, you don’t know how grateful i am, you saved me from listening to her for another hour.” kuroo sighed a breath of relief while taking your hands into his. “that’s what i’m her for my love, anytime you need me to fight off your countless admirers, just give me a call.”

#✎—hq works #✎—dear diary #matsukawa issei x reader #matsukawa issei #matsukawa x reader #matsukawa headcanons #mattsun headcanons #mattsun x reader #tendou x reader #tendou satori x reader #tendou headcanons #haikyuu x reader #kuroo x reader #kuroo headcanons #haikyuu kuroo

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sparklingchim · 4 years

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lovestruck; m | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 5k

genre: college!au, established relationship, smut

warnings: swearing, spanking, fingering, titty fuck, unprotected sex, reverse cowgirl, multiple orgasms, creampie, oc is stupidly in love

summary: jungkook wants you. and who were you to deny him? of course you'd let him fuck you.

A/N: hi hello this is my first time uploading a fanfic on tumblr so this is kind of hard for me👉👈 also it's like 11 pm and i had my first day of school today after 3 months so im pretty exhausted so im sorry if there are any mistakes!! and also english isn't my first language 🙃 feedback is very welcome!❤

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gguk 8:38pm

i wanna come over

pls tell me u have time :((

y/n 8:38pm

i'm writing an essay that's due tomorrow.

youre only gonna distract me

gguk 8:39pm

my dick is hard

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i really miss you

Fuck. Of course he has to send you a picture of his hard dick. His slender fingers wrapped around his veiny shaft.

Jungkook knew how to coax you out of your study bubble too well for your liking - you would never tell him that there's a hidden side in you that actually enjoys him being so horny all the time and persuades you into to stop doing uni work to have some fun with him instead. (Though you think he already knows that you quite like it, but doesn't say anything just for the sake of not hurting your pride)

y/n 8:39pm

we saw each other in class today you big baby

come over then

i think im wearing your favourite panties

It was almost humiliating how fast you changed your mind after he sent that picture. But how could you say no when he offered you his cock so willingly?

gguk 8:40pm

the white ones? with lace?

y/n 8:40pm

yes 😊

gguk 8:42pm

fuck

send me a pic

y/n 8:42pm

no you have to come over and see.

you don't want to fuck me? :(

gguk 8:42pm

fucking tease

i'm coming over

You smile. It's like you can almost hear his voice saying those snappy words combined with the impatience that flooded within him whenever he was feeling extra horny. You could feel it in your limbs; your gonna have a hell lot of fun once Jungkook gets his ass inside your apartment.

Approximately fifteen minutes later he knocks at your door and your quick to shuffle your way out of the cozy blanket that you were draped under. You put your laptop on the coffee table in front of the couch. Then you open the door and a wide smile tugs at your lips when you take his full appearance into side.

Jungkook wears casual clothes. Black sweatpants and a black hoodie, his fluffy hair covering his brows and almost falling into his eyes. He looks delicious.

,,Show me your panties," he says, eyes roaming over your body. He didn't even care to close the door behind him.

,,At least try to act like you have some manners," you retort, rolling your eyes. ,,Like maybe, hi? Hello? How are you?" You reach out behind him, pushing the door close.

,,Babyy," he whines before nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. ,,How's my girl doing?" Jungkook peppers small smooches over your skin, occasionally flicking his tongue before lightly sucking at it. You giggle, but it quickly turns into light sighs.

Jungkook's heart swells when you laugh so adorably. He wishes that you would never stop being that cute and happy. He also hopes that for the most of the times he'd be the reason why you would feel that way.

His hands reach to your hips and you naturally wrap your arms around Jungkook's neck. But right now Jungkook biggest wish is to just ram his cock inside that little pussy of yours.

,,Good," you sigh, momentarily closing your eyes. ,,Even better if you fuck me real good."

,,You want that?" He stops his attack on your now flush skin. ,,Want me to fuck your brains out? Hm?" Jungkooks whispered dirty words that fill the room make something switch in you. He knows how to push the right buttons. And maybe you're just a sucker for his sinful words and languid moves on your body. Yeah, you're totally whipped for Jungkook.

,,Would love that," you answer and step closer, wanting - or better put - needing to feel the warmth that always radiates from his body.

The next second you feel his soft lips against yours. He doesn't even spare to start slow at first, but digs right into you with his tongue. Fuck, he's horny. Your tongues meet, lapping against each other. The desire builds up very quickly and it really shows when the make out gets messier in just a few seconds.

You tug the hair on the nape of his neck, causing Jungkook to groan lightly into your mouth. His sounds make your knees week and you're fully intoxicated into the thirst that you both seek for.

The mutual attraction that both of you feel for each other was always strong and heavy. It was unbearable to bypass the admiration that you both felt from the very beginning when you first met. That unceasing amount of cosmic longing for one another is what brought you two quickly together in the first place. Maybe the whole occurrence came off as rushed to your friends, but for Jungkook and you it was more than clear. And now that you both had each other so free and the burning passion spurts out of your bodies so loosely, it sometimes felt like you were about to explode from all the emotions you were feeling when you were with Jungkook. But it felt so right with him. It never did with anyone before, but Jungkook was the one, you were sure of that. He was your one.

Jungkook's hands were everywhere. Hips, ass, tits, shoulders. He couldn't stop himself from the desperate need to feel everything from you.

,,You wanna bend over my lap and show me that pretty ass of yours?", he asks in a low tone after he retracts from the passionate kiss. You pant heavy, nodding and then kissing his cheek before turning to go over the couch. You don't catch his cute smile after you pressed your lips in such an innocent attempt on his cheek.

You wait for him to sit on the couch and when he does you don't miss another moment and let your body fall over his lap horizontally. Your clothed ass beautifully on display right in front of him. You fold your arms, resting your head against them and look into his direction. When you spot his darkened eyes that follow the way his hands are currently grazing over your ass you feel your panties dampening even more.

When he notices your stare, he tugs your black yoga pants off, but only so far till your butt pops out of the fabric. Jungkook's palm pets your warm skin and you relish in the feeling of his soothing hands. ,,Fucking hell, these panties look so good on you," he curses and slowly brushes his fingers over the white fabric. ,,Looking so fucking innocent in them." His digits stroking over the occasional pink little flowers that are spread over on your panties.

Jungkook then starts to jiggles your ass, loving the way your ass wiggles before squeezing the flesh tightly. You moan lightly at his ministrations. ,,Fuck, I love this ass so much," he says, sounding like he's lost in thought. And he really is - the visuals of your plump ass looking so beautiful in his big hands, the flesh feeling so full when he squishes it between his palms. You beam, loving the attention that Jungkook gives you.

You arch your back a bit, offering him a better view of you ass. He curses under his breath before one palm harshly collides with your butt cheek, leaving the skin red - and you breathless.

,,You like that, huh? Like it when I play with your ass like that?"

,,Love it so much," you confess.

Jungkook continues to toy with your ass, switching from spanks to palming your ass. Your ass cheeks are red and burn and his handprints are embedded into your skin.

,,Fuck, Jungkook!", you moan after another spank and you bite into your forearm, muffling your sounds. The stinging sensation electrifies your body, setting a fire into you core that makes you clench around nothing.

His hands brush over the skin he just wrecked even more and glances over you. Jungkook extends his hand to your face, sweeping your hair back and tucking it behind your ear to have a better look at your face. He remarks your wet lashes and your flush cheeks. Jungkook surveys your reaction very keenly when he shoves the flimsy panties aside and slides a finger through your slick folds.

,,Ohh," you sigh out, finally finding some satisfying friction down there.

,,Your already so wet," he says astonished, like he isn't aware of the fact that literally just simply being in your presence makes your juices paint your panties. Jungkook retracts his finger from your pussy slowly, watching how a string of arousal keeps his digit connected to your cunt. ,,Shit," he mutters and closes his eyes briefly when that visual sweeps the ground from his feet. Your are so fucking hot. Jungkook can't believe your his, that your offering yourself to him and that you want this as much as he does.

You start wiggling your hips when his hands are gone for too long, already yearning for his touch again. ,,Mhm, greedy baby," Jungkook comments your behaviour, but still yields and pushes his finger through your folds again. Your wetness coats his finger and he loves it so much.

Jungkook quickly tugs at your panties to have better access to your core and finds your warmth embracing his finger again. Jungkook gathers your juices, before gliding back and forth over your folds, brushing your clit at times. You sigh, his finger feeling good and familiar.

,,Ass up," Jungkook instructs and you immediately arch your back more, prepping yourself on your elbows now.

A moment later he pushes one finger inside of you, your walls immediately welcoming the feeling and slightly clenching in delight, finally having something to wrap around. Jungkook groans at the feeling of your quivering walls, quickly settling for putting another finger in when he observes your desperation to be filled. You moan, savouring the pleasure from his fingers when he starts moving them. You love it. Love it so much.

,,Jungkook," you whine and capture your bottom lip with your teeth. He's going faster, lewd sounds filling the thick air. ,,Feels so good."

,,My pretty baby," he coos, his other hand occupying itself with petting your spine under your sweatshirt. Jungkook's fingers are relentless, he never needed much time to start picking up on speed.

Your mind is hazed, your focus is completely enraptured by him pleasuring you, drilling his fingers in and out. When his thumbs shoots up to fiddle with your clit, your whole body jolts. The added bliss on your bundle of nerves sends you seeing stars. You want to cum. You want to come so bad.

,,Please," you say in a small tone. You don't even know for what exactly your begging for, but that doesn't matter right now.

,,Hm? Feeling good baby?" His eyes flicker to your face and your fucked out appearance makes him groan. Your eyebrows are scrunched together in gratification and your lips are so plump and red from all the biting and nibbling.

,,Y-yes, so good," you keen.

And when his fingers find that spot inside you, there's not much left till your going to fall over the edge.

,,I want you to cum on my fingers. Your gonna do that? Hm? Gonna cum all over my fingers?"

,,Oh God, yes! Yes, yes I'm gonna- gonna cum for you, Kookie!"

You hear him curse behind you. ,,That's what I like to hear. Always so good to me."

You mewl at his praise. Praise from Jungkook always felt good. He was a perfectionist, always needing something to be good enough for him. And just to know that you were enough for him, fulfilled everything you wanted. In his eyes you were perfect for him, the best he could ever dream of. It was the same the other way around.

Jungkook's movements never stop, his fingers finding every lovely spot inside your craving hole. His other hand sneaks to your face, his thumb grazing over your plush bottom lip. He pushes your lip down before letting it pop back to place. Jungkook's thoughts momentarily flick to how your pretty pink lips would look wrapped around his cock. You open your mouth for him, inviting his thumb between your oh so kissable lips. He lets you cage his thumb in your mouth, moaning when you swirl your skilful tongue around his digit.

You shut your eyes close when you feel your high approaching. Jungkook feels it. You're a whimpering mess and your nonstop clenching around his fingers are another indicator.

Jungkook lets go of your mouth, your sounds not getting muffled anymore and accompanying the wet noises that your pussy makes. You feel the knot in your stomach about to snap and you seek for it so desperately.

,,Gonna- gonna cum now!"

And then you do.

And how you do.

Oh boy.

When Jungkook's dick twitches suspiciously, he panics shortly, but he didn't cum in his pants. Thank God.

Your body quivers, elbows giving out when the sensation overcomes your whole body, intoxicating you into the blissful feeling. You cheek is pressed against the couch, panting heavily as your eyes are closed. Jungkook's thumb leaves your sensitive clit and slows his fingers, riding your through your high. Your walls are contracting so hard, it's like they're demanding his fingers to stay in and never leave.

He stretches his hand, cascading it through your hair. ,,Your so fucking hot."

You're still panting like crazy, that orgasm really hit you hard. ,,I want your cock now," you mumble.

,,What?"

,,I want you."

,,You came a second ago and are already thinking about more, huh?"

,,That's what you do to me, Jungkook." You open your eyes and shift your head to look back at him, a proud stupid smirk tugging at his lips. You fed his ego so well. That grin is the living proof of it. ,,Can you get my leggings off?" you ask. You were suddenly aware of that annoying piece of clothes when you wanted to get up. He discards the tight thing off your body, together with your panty and throws them somewhere behind you.

You heave yourself of the comfort of the couch just to settle on something more comfortable - Jungkooks embrace. You sit on his lap now, arms over his shoulders and face nuzzled in his neck.

Only now you realise how many clothes he is still wearing and immediately clutch your fingers on the hem of his sweatshirt and drag it up. Jungkook helps you, tugging his hoodie from the back and getting if off. Much better. Your fingers roam over his chest, his firm abs slightly twitching when they feel your touch.

,,How do you want me?" You ask, eyes still locked on his delicious abs.

,,Thought about fucking your tits when I came over," he retorts, squeezing your hips. It doesn't take long, a second later your throwing your sweatshirt away and fleshing Jungkook your boobs.

,,You still want to?" You palm your boobs and then squish them together.

,,Fuck, yeah, yes I do."

His hand reach for you tits and you retract your own, wrapping your arms around his neck. Jungkooks kneads them, enjoying the heavy feel of the flesh in his hands. He then moves to flicker his thumb on your nipples, coaxing small moans out of you.

If this boy was one thing then it was obsessed with your boobs. He simply loved them. Not always in a sexual manner though, he often just slipped his hand under you shirt and cupped one of your boobs just because they feel nice and warm. In the beginning you watched him with a quirked eyebrow every time he sneakily found his way to your boobs, but now you didn't even realise when a warm hand wrapped itself around your breast during watching a movie anymore.

Jungkook ducks down, his mouth latching on your sensitive bud. Your eyes roll into another dimension. His mouth, his fucking tongue. Always so relentless and so good at soaking your whole body into raring need. It should be criminal to have a brilliant tongue like that.

He twirls his wet muscles around you bud, never stopping to withdraw his attention from the other one, his fingers kneading your breast.

Then you feel him gently suck on your nipple, his cute lips wrapping the bud in a tight embrace. You buck into his hips, more arousal shooting in your core once again. His black joggers are painted with it, a sticky white mess clutching right on his crotch. Jungkook didn't mind though, he would never mind your arousal sticking to his clothes. That's how absorbed he was in your whole being.

With the way you moved your hips against his bulge he becomes aware of the tightness in his lower region and the desperate need to get some relief down there. ,,On your knees, baby," he mutters after leaving your breast and pressing kisses on your collarbone.

Within a seconds your knees dig into the carpet and your greedy hands already reach for his sweatpants.

,,That desperate for cock, hm?" he asks amused.

You dig your teeth into you lip when he discards his sweatpants and boxers in one go, leaving him in his utterly graceful nudeness.

It was almost unfair how he looked so effortlessly handsome. But at least he was yours, his delicate body only reserved for you.

Of course his irrefutable attractiveness brought many secret glances toward him. His lovely appearance and his even more beautiful character enraptured people easily.

But he only had eyes for you. No one else.

He wraps his fingers around his hard delicious cock, roaming his eyes over your face before they dip down to his fairyland - your tits. You arch your back, your hands landing on his thick thighs.

Jungkook pants heavily, completely exhilarated in finally having some friction on his cock and seeing your body so submissively sitting there, your two buds peaking out hard.

You come closer, putting your hand over his and bringing your mouth to his mushroom head. Jungkook understands, letting go of his rock hard cock and gives your the opportunity to put him into your mouth to use your saliva for lubrication. You don't go too deep, swirling your tongue and hollowing your cheeks every time your head bobs down.

,,Wearing underwear like that, pretending to be a good little girl and then sucking cock like that?" Jungkooks looks you in the eyes, watching how you innocent orbs look up at him with your mouth stuffed with his thick length. ,,Your my good girl, aren't you?" You gloat over his words, withdrawing your mouth from his cock.

,,I'm yours, your good girl," you sigh, using your hand on his dick.

,,Mhm, that's right."

You pull yourself into the right position, cupping your boobs and then letting a stream of saliva stream down them to lubricate your tits. Jungkook pushes himself on the edge of the couch, smearing your saliva around your boobs with the head of his cock. Then he places his length between your perky breasts.

,,Squeeze them tight for me, baby."

You do. Jungkook feels like in heaven when your soft tits are pressed so snuggly around his shaft, creating an unimaginable feeling of ecstasy. You move up and down, watching how his big cock is squished between your flesh. When you look up your enthralled by his features scrunched together in pleasure, his mouth is open and lets little moans fall from his lips. His abs are covered in a light sheen of sweat. Jungkook looks so damn ethereal.

,,Your tits feel amazing," he says and cups your cheek softly in his hand. That pure gesture makes you soft for him, your heart swelling with love.

,,They do?" you ask, bashing your eyelashes.

,,Fuck, yes, yes they do."

You smile cheekily. Jungkook brushes his thumb under the skin of your eye. You increase the speed and a tiny spurt of pre-cum falls out of his cock. Jungkook is so turned on.

,,Shit, that's it. That's it, baby," he moans. His hand moves to your head, digits swiftly cascading through your soft hair.

You press your thighs together, the sounds and the looks of him doesn't let you go unaffected.

Soon both of his hands clasp at your shoulders, holding you down and making you unable to move up and down. Jungkook takes control now, rocking his hips into your flesh. You stay still, holding your boobs tighter when you feel your fingers slip. His hips shoot up faster and Jungkook shuts his eyes close when the hunger overtakes him.

Jungkook is fully infatuated in the tactility of the movements, your doughy breasts so perfect. You're so good, so hot. His clouded thoughts drift everywhere. At this point Jungkook can't comprehend anything, he lets himself get completely encased into the pure feeling of blazing desire building in his body.

However, he doesn't let himself finish off like that. Jungkook needs more. And the only answer to his growing yearning is your pussy.

,,Come here," he utters after a moan when he stops fucking your tits.

Jungkook pushes himself back, his back resting against the couch. You climb up, settling yourself on his lap once again, but now you feel his hard shaft poking your lower tummy. He presses your head down, capturing your lips in a heated kiss.

You can't prevent the natural grinding of your hips and you both start moaning into the kiss, the skin on skin feeling having the same affect on the both of you. Jungkook retracts from the kiss, prepping smooches on your jawline and then your neck.

,,I'm gonna fuck you now," he whispers. Goose bumps spread all over your neck when his breath fans over your skin.

,,Please do," you retort, forehead resting against his shoulder.

,,Turn around for me." Jungkook kisses your lips one more time before letting go.

You shift on his lap, turning your back to him. His hands immediately fall to your hips, keeping your body up, so you're able to line his dick to your slick entrance. When you sink down onto his hard cock, you both groan in unison. You take his length inch by inch, your walls fluttering in joy once he's fully settled inside of you. Your knees dig into the couch.

,,Missed this pussy so much," Jungkook murmurs behind you. His hands brush over your sides, soothing you as you adjust to his massive size.

,,We fucked like two days ago," you say, voice small. The full feeling of his cock takes all your strength.

,,Yeah. That's already so long ago."

You roll your eyes. ,,Your acting like a horny teenager."

,,Aw, come on. You never seem to complain when I fuck you." Jungkook squeezes your hip.

,,Shut up now." Your happy that he can't see how your face crimsons.

You push yourself off just to sink down again, biting your lip when his cock stretches your pussy so deliciously. Your hands find purchase on his knees, steadying yourself. Whimpers leave your mouth when you found a stable rhythm. Jungkook breathy moans turn you even more on, his sinful sounds embedded in your memory.

,,Your so good," he sighs and throws his head back. ,,So fucking tight."

You go like that for a while, bouncing on his cock but the sight of the little table and the floor don't go unnoticed. Somehow you thoughts swirl around the images of you falling over and breaking a bone when you land on the carpet. Though Jungkook has a firm grip on your body, the sight of the floor doesn't really sooth you.

,,Fuck, baby," you moan. ,,I need- lean yourself against the armrest, please," you say when the lack of leverage that you have in front of you starts getting the head of you.

He complies quickly after you let his cock slip out of your warmth and shuffles behind you. You stand there and watch till he's positioned to your liking.

,,Come here," he says softly, when his head rests against the armrest of the couch. You throw your leg over him, your knees digging into the plush of the couch and drag the head of his cock over your quivering hole. You plunge his shaft inside you again, your warmth delightfully opening up for him.

Your motions are fast from the beginning, your pussy seeking for the quick motions of his cock going in and out. You arch your back, keeping yourself up on your hands. Jungkook anchors his hands into the flesh of your ass.

,,What a pretty view I have," he hums spanking your ass once.

Seems like tonight he was also obsessed in toying with your ass as often as possible.

,,Jungkook," you whine, shutting your eyes close when you start rubbing on you clit.

,,Fuck, clench like that again and I'll come right now, baby." You both know it's not really something that could happen - okay maybe he came really fast that one time when he was drunk and you were wearing this hot dress and let him fuck you in a bathroom stall at a frat party - because this guys stamina was just beyond the world. He could go for hours without cumming. He'd worn you out so many times already, leaving you with an aching pussy.

You clench again. Just because you feel like it. Jungkook groans behind you, a spank following after.

,,Fucking tease."

You giggle, loving how easy it was to rile him up but then he suddenly sits up, pulling you close to his chest and pounds his cock in fast motions inside of you, making you gasp harshly. Jungkook whacks your hand from your clit away.

,,Not so funny anymore, huh?"

His length drills inside you, leaving you in a whimpering mess. You throw your head back, leaning against his shoulder.

,,Please," you whine, trying to get your fingers back on you clit but he doesn't relent, not letting you touch yourself again.

You shift your head, moaning right into his ear and you clutch your hands on his forearms. He's holding you by your waist, his tight embosom making you feel fuzzy inside.

,,Wanna cum," you whisper.

,,Baby wants to cum?"

You nod vigorously. ,,Y-yes."

,,Then beg for it."

Jungkook slows the piston of his hips a little bit and you whine. You want more. Need more. But that fucker knows it and wants to play with you instead. So you beg for it. Your so fucking desperate that you don't even ponder about it for a second.

,,Please, Jungkook. I want it! I want it so bad, please. Y-you make me feel so good. Please."

,,Want it so badly, huh?"

,,Jungkook," you whimper.

He budges, one finger coming down to circle at your clit. He also picks up on his speed once again, fucking into you with no mercy.

You already feel the knot in your stomach built up again and you anticipate it so dearly. One of his hand comes up, palming your breast in his big hand. The slick sinful sounds of his balls slapping against your skin ricochets off the walls, combined with the sounds from Jungkook and you.

His finger on your clit feels so good, sending shivers all over your spine. Your cunt contracts around his cock, but this time it comes naturally, everything inside you twitching due the intense sensations.

,,Oh fuck," Jungkook moans.

This time your high approaches way faster and soon you come undone. Your body jolts, and you dig your fingers into his arms, creating crescents into his soft skin. You moan his name. You would have fallen limp on his body if it wasn't for the grip that he has on your body.

,,Can I cum inside your pussy?"

,,Yeah, fill me up," you retort breathless.

,,Shit," he curses. He came inside your pussy a couple of times, but you both decided that even though you are on the pill, pulling off before he came inside your pussy was still the better option. But Jungkook loved it. He loved being able to fill you up with his cum and feel your greedy hole milking everything out of him.

Jungkook's thrust get sloppy, solely focusing on finally releasing and cumming inside your tight pussy. He doesn't need long, he was already hard when he was walking over to your apartment. With one final snap of his hips he shudders and cums inside of you. You feel the familiar warmth that shoots inside you, painting your walls white. Jungkook's needs a few seconds and then he falls back on the couch, his arms securely wrapped around you as he takes you with him.

You lay on his chest, hearing his heavy pants above you. You'd like to turn around and pepper him with kisses, but your bones feel like they're turned into mush.

Jungkook's cock softens inside you and you feel him shift under you, letting his dick fall from your pussy. Your mixed arousal instantly gushes out of you. Ew.

So you both lay there for a couple of minutes, both still dazed from all the post-orgasm feelings that lingered in your bodies.

Jungkook's slender fingers brush over your rib. His other hand lifts your up his body so he is able to plant kisses on your neck. You feel comforted in his strong arms.

You cherished moments like this - being in each others arms, everything so cuddly and lovely around you. There are no lousy thoughts in your mind, just peacefulness and - of course - Jungkook. You still sometimes wondered how he thought that you were his everything. That you were the one that he wanted forever. But it felt good knowing that, because you didn't thought otherwise about him. You wanted him for a lifetime too.

,,Soo," you find your voice again after a few moments. ,,Your gonna help me with my essay?"

,,Hell no"

,,I would have probably finished it by now if you wouldn't have come over."

,,Sucks for you that you can't say no to my cock, huh?" You don't need to see it - you know he has that stupid grin plastered on his face.

He is right though. How could you ever deny him? You were so whipped.

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sunflowersandotherthings · 4 years

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snow day (aaron hotchner)

you and jack convince aaron to take a snowday.

a/n: first hotch fic, and it’s a fluffy one. im a sucker for happy hotchners. i tried my best to make this gender neutral (im a female so thats just my default but i want to make things more inclusive if i can). please let me know if make any mistakes. any (kind) feedback is appreciated! (also this is not edited sooo)

1.2k words (I made this a bit longer than I intended)

warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, happy hotch (yes, thats a warning).

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You woke up to a pair a big brown eyes staring at you, shaking you out of your slumber.

“Y/n! Look!” Jack whisper-shouts (although he’s a kid, so it’s more of an attempt at whispering.

He points outside, directing your gaze to the window, showing the ground below coated in white.

“It snowed!” He exclaimed, much louder this time. You turn to the sleeping man beside you, making sure that his son’s excitement didn’t wake him from his much-needed sleep.

“I see that, buddy,” You whisper excitedly, placing a hand on Jack’s back, “Why don’t you go get your snow pants out and get dressed to go play outside.” When you say that, the mini-Hotchner’s face lights up with a smile, and he runs out of the room at top speed.

Once Jack is gone, you roll over and face Aaron, still sound asleep. However, as you inspect his face closer you see the corner of his mouth twitch up, and you know that he’s faking. You place a kiss there, and he opens his eyes. He groans at the light filling the room, stretching and pulling you into his chest.

“Aaron, your son wants to play outside in the snow.” You say, trying to wiggle out of his arms (to no avail).

“But it’s so cold outside. And it’s so warm here in bed.” If only his team could see him now, pouting at you and grumbling like a teenager.

Instead of responding, you crane your neck up and kiss him. Distracted, his grip on you loosens and you take the chance to slip out of his arms, which earns a groan from him. As you start to pull on your warmest clothes, you give Aaron (who hasn’t moved from the bed) a pointed look.

He sits up, but doesn’t make a move to get out of the bed. He turns his body to face you, and you already know what he’s about to say.

“I have a lot of files I need to go through.”

You shake your head, moving over to him and snatching away his computer sitting on his bedside table, which he had begun to reach for.

“Paperwork can wait.” You say, “Right now your assignment is to get dressed and build a snowman with your son.” You give Aaron another quick kiss before walking out of the room to get the rest of your snow gear.

Soon, you and Jack are ready to go outside, gloves on and boots laced up.

“Do we have to wait for dad?” Jack asks, slowly shuffling closer to the door.

“No, I think that Dad is gonna take a little bit. We can go out now and he’ll join us when he’s all ready.” You respond, pulling Jack into your side and bracing yourself for the cold.

It’s a lot colder outside than you had imagined, although 30 degrees is pretty cold. Jack immediately dives into the snow, making a mini snow angel in the front yard. You lay in the snow and make one yourself, right next to his. (Of course he runs right over it as soon as you stand up).

“Snowball fight!” You hear Jack’s little voice yell out behind you, right before getting pelted in the head with a ball of snow. You’ve gotta admit, the kid has good aim.

He must get it from his dad, you think.

“No fair! I wasn’t ready!” You say before making your own snowball and hitting him in the leg. He’s running all over the place, a small moving target. You and Jack throw snowballs at each other for another couple of minutes, hiding behind bushes and tree trunks.

At one point, Jack tackles your legs as you’re running and you fall face-first in the cold snow, Jack landing on top of your back, giggling in your ear.

Aaron watches the scene in front of him fold out, unbeknownst to his son and his lover. A rare smile adorns his face, seeing his two favorite people in the world so happy. In this moment, Aaron wasn’t thinking about a case, or a deadline, or worrying about his family’s safety. He was living in this moment, enjoying the feeling of joy. He takes his phone out of his pocket, removing a glove with his teeth and snapping a picture of you and Jack running around in the snow with each other. He puts his phone back in his pocket and starts walking down the steps.

“Dad!” Jack exclaims, bringing your attention to Aaron, walking down the steps bundled up in his snow gear. There’s a smile on his face, and you feel your heart swell as you watch him pick his son up, both of them laughing. You see them whisper something between themselves, and suddenly they’re running behind a nearby tree.

Confused, you walk over to where they disappeared slowly, only to get pelted with snowballs from both Hotchners. Screeching, you run and hide behind a bush, preparing your own round of snowballs. You can hear Jack giggling loudly. When you jump out from behind the bush, snowballs are flying in every direction as the three of you run towards each other, having the time of your lives.

You reach Aaron and Jack, all of you out of snowballs.

“Truce?” Aaron asks, holding his hand out for you to shake.

You quirk your eyebrow, surprised at his peace offering. You reach your hand out and grab his.

“Tru-” You begin to speak, but your words catch in your throat as he pulls you to his chest. You squeal, trying to pull back. He has his arms wrapped tight around you, holding you too him. You look up at him to find him already looking at you, a type of happiness in his eyes that you rarely see. You commit the moment to memory, him smiling down at you and looking at you like you’re his whole world.

That’s because you are, a part of you says.

You look into his eyes, both of you conveying your love without speaking a word. He leans his head down, kissing you in such a gentle and loving way that you want to melt (despite the fact that you can’t feel your fingers because of the cold). Even through the kiss, you can feel him smiling.

“Ewww, gross guys.” Jack says, trying to pull you away from his dad. You reluctantly pull your lips from Aaron’s but he doesn’t let you go far, resting his forehead on yours for a few seconds. He nudges his nose against yours, and you pull away when Jack gives an especially strong tug on your hand.

“Come on guys, let’s make a snowman!” He pulls you over to the center of the yard, and Aaron walks by your side with a hand on your back.

“Thank you.” He whispers in your ear. You turn with a smile, giving his lips a peck before responding.

“No, thank you, love. Seeing you smile makes me feel so happy, I can’t even explain it.” You say.

“It’s because I love you, Honey,” He says before turning back to Jack, who is already gathering snow for his snowman. “I love both of you. Now, let’s make this snowman.”

“We love you, Aaron.” You respond, thankful that you convinced your man to take a snow day.

I hope you enjoyed this! Happy Hotch is my absolute favorite! <3

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woosansang · 3 years

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I thought I'd just come here instead my post... lol. I just read chapter 4 to "I've got space in my heart for two", and im sorry that I originally missed when you updated!! But wow was it such a lovely chapter!

Don't stress about not getting to update soon! Its okay, there's no rush. I know you've said you're busy lately so it's all good! Life can get in the way sometimes. I'll still be here, along with your other readers, when you get around to updating again... even if it's months away or longer haha!

Chapter 4 was so super sweet btw! The way I was screaming at Yeosang to just kiss him and make a move already because ITS SO OBVIOUS WOO LIKES YOU TOO SANGIE!!😩 and then San... 🥺 ugh my heart can't handle then honestly!

Sorry for the long ask... I ramble sometimes. 🤭

ALSHSHAUSHA OMG DONT BE SORRY, I've been taking a whole month between updates so a week late in reading is totally fine omg

Eeeeeee I'm glad you liked it!! It was one I found quite difficult to write since I hardly do anything that could be considered an action scene lmaooooo. I'm sorry to say you'll be yelling at all of them to just hurry up and kiss each other for a fair bit longer AKSHJSBSHS IM A SUCKER FOR A SLOW BURN WHAT CAN I SAY. I feel bad that Sannie wasn't in this chapter much but fear not, his time will come........... whenever I get around to finishing chapter 5 lol

I hope it doesn't take months honestly. I hope I find some time after my dance classes settle down in a few weeks. If you're interested, I sometimes do writing sprints and drabbles and other stuff over at @mathgoatwrites so you can get updates on what and when I'm writing :D again, idk when I will have time but hopefully in the next few weeks I can find some time abd inspiration to sit down and write again.

Thank you so so much for reading and commenting on my fic, it really does mean a lot to hear any kind of feedback, no matter how much rambling, and I really appreciate it!!!! 💜💜💜💜💜💜

#asked #love letters 💜#nymeriaaa

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jon-astronaut · 3 years

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hii! ive had your elia and gio season tabs open on my search engine for many months because ive wanted to read them but never had the time. until the day before yesterday. i must admit, i read them, no actually devoured them, in just a few days. and here i am bringing you my compliments and my greetings!!!

i loved first of all the original ideas and the pace you gave to the stories: the topics were so good and interesting and you managed to explain everything so well! the "old" characters felt true to the original ones from the serie while the new ones were given a good characterisation and depth. i loved the character development that they (contrabbandieri and le matte) all had, and loved that the key point was communication. gio's situation broke my heart (his dad and drugs abuse!! such big topics but you handled everything perfectly) but it really did show his best qualities and once again proved that i contrabbandieri are the best boy squad in the skamverse (i dont make the rules). also i loved that elia's season wasnt about accepting his sexuality or coming together with filippo, but more about toxic masculinity and gender roles and being a good human being and finding your place in life.

i felt like every character had their own space, even if it was little, to shine. you did not forget anyone, even chicco was there!

special mention to luchino. like elia and gio say, he's the true heart of the group, the goofy but loving and cheerful and pure one. i smiled every time you talked about him. our true king. also seeing all of them together as a family, supporting each other and being there for each other warmed my heart. i felt like a proud mum whose children have gone a long way! (love the fact that elias's hell week was short and was mostly solved quickly because after 6 seasons finally they have learnt to communicate thank god!!!)

you took every plot hole, every hint in the serie and turned them into something beautiful that felt real and close to my experience.

you have set the bar so high for s5!!! like i hope the writing will be good (besse please dont let us down) but now that ive read your seasons 1. i cant tell fanon from canon 2. i loved your topics and mains and think they truly deserve a screen adaptation so 3. it will be difficult for s5 to top your seasons!

im sure i forgot to say something because there were so many things i loved and wanted to share but i guess this will do it for now❤ i still gotta read the last chapter tho, the one with different povs, so i might come back to scream about your talent once again

thank you for writing those masterpieces and for bringing back my comfort character❤ ily

hiiiiii!!!! thank you so much for your kind words!! ❤ reading this message literally made my day, week and year!! when i was writing those fics i always wanted to read comments good or bad just any feedback so reading this was everything!

i am so happy to hear the characters were in character because i was always so afraid of writing out of character (or like gio and elia sounding the same in their heads etc.) and i am glad you liked the new characters because i loved writing them especially elia's cousin they were so fun. i have to give thanks to everybody in the fandom for the ideas. i asked people what they thought gio and elia could struggle with and they gave me so many ideas and i somehow came up with plotlines. i really loved exploring the pressure gio felt and the mom friendness and the whole toxic masculinity with elia

and luca is really the heart!!!! he was the sweetest character to write!! i am such a sucker for the found family dynamic so i might have gone overboard with those ensemble scenes....... and about solving stuff quickly i really hate when the remakes take on too many too deep and serious topics and then just leave loose ends so i didn't want things to be too serious that i had to spend ten chapters on one topic. (like gio's drug abuse never really happened it was like an almost case) and i really think showing characters learn for more than one clip is important for their development.

i set the bar so high for s5????? that's like the highest compliment ever i am gonna cry happy tears!!!! (and i get confusedabout canon and fanon too after like writing +150k words....) i really wish we could get a real season with the two from besse who i trust and hope wont let us down!

i am sorry for responding so long but your message made me so happy! and you are welcome and ACTUALLY THANK YOU for reading!!❤

and i hate to break it to you but i never got around to writing the different pov chapter but maybe this could be my push to write that...and now that we watched s4 (it wasnt out when i wrote the one for elia) i could do a better job at that and maybe add a little sana and malik part...probably you would be the only one to read it but you deserve that for such a lovely message ❤

#THANK YOU!!!#ask

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watchmegetobsessed · 5 years

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Enchanted - Adam Sackler (pt. 3)

OMG it feels like it took me forever to write this part and im so sorry for that but i’ve been so busy with school and just life in general, i barely get time at the end of the day to even start my computer and do anything. but i finally finished this part and im so excited for the story to continue!! as always, feedback is welcomed!

ps: im so exhausted, i didn’t have time to revise it so it probably has a bunch of mistakes, pls forgive me!

series summary: You are casted as Giselle in the Broadway adaptation of Enchanted with Adam as Robert.

word count: 3.9k

Part 1 - Part 2

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Chapter title: Princess

First rehearsal on the stage is thrilling for you, because even without an audience, the place has a special energy that hits you right at the moment you walk out. There’s no real set just yet, only a few props to signal where things will be placed once the designers are done.

Today’s walkover is about the date scene with Clyde aka prince Edward and you are excited to put your dancing shoes aside for just a little while, even though you know once this rehearsal is over you’ll have one with Matt and Adam for the ball scene, your absolute favorite. Trevor explains how he envisioned the scene to go, with the moving and changing set to make the audience feel like the two of you are walking through the city.

Working with Clyde has been the easiest so far. He is a genuinely nice and caring person, who obviously tries to put one hundred percent into everything he does, making it a real pleasure to work together with him. He definitely has the looks to play a prince, tall, tanned with a charming smile and luscious curls that bounce with every movement he makes with his head. You keep thinking about how he is basically what you would say to be your type, inside and out and you are actually surprised you haven’t fallen for him the moment his hand touched your waist. You like to think you’ve grown enough to contain your emotions.

“Have you had any costume fitting?” he asks as the two of you stand on the stage, scripts in hands while Trevor is discussing something with his assistant.

“No, but Misha has sent me a few previews. Have you?”

“Yeah, I had one yesterday. Can’t wait to step on stage in tights,” he grins making you chuckle.

“There’s no prince without tights.”

“Definitely,” he nods. “Anyway, your vocals are extremely on point.”

“How do you know?” you ask narrowing your eyes at him. You haven’t had any vocal lessons together, just solo ones.

“Cynthia showed me a recording last time, I was trying to learn the harmonizing and it helped to hear you too.”

“Oh,” you nod. “Well thank you, I’m sure you sing just as well too.”

“I’m trying, but no doubt you’ll be the star,” he smirks and you feel a blush warming your cheeks.

Rehearsing with Clyde feels like when you and Lora used to hang out in high school, just goofing around while trying to get your homework done. It’s productive, because you do what you are supposed to do, but you also keep making each other laugh with the constant joking and messing around.

After rehearsals you decide to check out the canteen for a late lunch together and it’s a suitable choice since your dance rehearsal with Adam starts in an hour so you have to stay around to be there in time.

“You can’t be serious,” you gasp, watching him dip his pickle into mayo.

“It’s a delicacy,” he chuckles before taking a bite and you actually feel yourself shiver.

“Oh my God, you are a psychopath!” you laugh shaking your head at him.

“Nah, I just have a sister who ate some really weird shit when she was pregnant, and I tried some out. This one turned out to be pretty good.”

“My statement still stands. Psycho,” you joke.

When a familiar tall figure appears you spot him right away even from just the corner of your eyes. It doesn’t take long for Adam to spot the two of you since the canteen is not big enough to make it hard for anyone to see who’s really there.

“What a coincidence!” Adam cheerfully greets you standing at the table. Clyde hops to his feet as their palms meet and they do that typical half-hug thing men always do. Then his eyes wander over to you and you let a smile take over your lips.

“Hi Adam, ready to dance?” you ask as he snatches a chair from the table next to yours and he sits down.

“I was born ready! Hope your feet don’t break easily,” he jokes and you just shake your head chuckling.

“It’s not fair you two get the pretty dance while I’ll be in the background in tights,” Clyde sighs, but you know he is just furthering the joke.

“Clyde is not too excited about wearing tights, as you can see,” you explain to Adam who understandingly nods.

“I’m just saying, that out of the three of us,” he says gesturing around the table, “I’m definitely not the right one to wear tights on stage.”

“You’re right, I have nice thighs,” Adam nods and you can’t help but start laughing loudly. Somehow the image of him wearing tights is just so absurd you’d really love to see it.

Clyde sticks around for a little longer, the three of you having a nice conversation, a normal one which is surprising given the fact that Adam is present, but maybe this is the proof that he can be normal sometimes too. Then Clyde needs to leave and once he is out of the canteen Adam turns to you.

“Clyde wants to fuck you,” he simply says and you almost choke on your apple juice.

“Excuse me?” you manage to get out between coughs.

“What? Did you not notice how hard he was trying?”

“He wasn’t trying, he was just being a nice, normal person. You could try it,” you grimace at him. So much for being normal for once.

“Oh come on! I bet he’ll nut tonight thinking about you.”

“Would you stop unloading your dirty fantasies on me? Not everyone is as kinky as you. Most people don’t make a whole film about their relationship filled with all the sexual details.”

“Holy fuck, you watched the whole film!” he gasps happily and you immediately regret opening your mouth. You really should have thought about what you say. “How did you like it?”

“Honestly, I have no idea how you got away with making it, if I was your ex I wouldn’t have let you make it.”

“She saw it.”

“I bet she loved it.”

“She loved it when it happened in real life and I didn’t lie in the film,” he shrugs and the blush is back on your cheeks as you think about everything you saw in that film. The most intimate moments of a quite passionate relationship were revealed right in front of you and if you are being honest, you felt like part of it by the end, no matter how disturbing it was to see Adam in such scenes.

“I’m actually surprised you watched it.”

“Why? You were nonstop bugging me to watch it.”

“Yeah, but I thought you wouldn’t.”

“Well, I did and the trauma can’t be undone now,” you give him a look and checking the time you see that if you don’t leave now you’ll be late and Matt will be furious at the both of you.

You manage to dodge any further questions about the film as the two of you head for rehearsal, though you can tell he is curious about what you really think. It was definitely not a good idea to bring it up right before rehearsal, because now you have to get through 90 minutes pressed up against him, dancing to an incredibly romantic song, staring dreamily into each other’s eyes. Not ideal.

The song is critical. Not because it’s that bad, but because you are a real sucker for the kind of music in movies that could make you cry because they are so perfect for the scene. You’ve seen the movie way too many times and dreamed about dancing with that one person, but you never thought you’d actually dance to this song with someone and that person is now Adam.

It’s all fun and games when you are just learning the basics, not even touching, just standing in a line with Matt in front of the mirror and dancing like you have an imaginary partner. You keep peeking at Adam in the mirror and he is not that bad, in fact, he is doing great so far, you don’t know why he said he is not a good dancer.

“Okay, ready to combine?” Matt claps his hands, wiggling his eyebrows as he takes a step back, giving the two of you space to get close.

You hesitantly turn to Adam who closes the distance with one long step, standing right in front of you. Looking up at him you remember Lora’s comment on his height when it will be like to kiss him and you quickly furrow your eyebrows trying to get rid of the thought.

“What’s the look for?” Adam smirks down at you, tilting his head to the side gently.

“Nothing,” you purse your lips.

Matt helps you find the right position, Adam’s palm feels warm on your back and you suddenly wish your shirt was a bit thicker, covering you better. You feel his defined muscles under your palm on his shoulder and your eyes linger a little longer at the way your hand gets lost in his hold.

You first try it without the music, mostly both of you staring down at your feet to make sure you are doing the steps right and Matt gives you time to adjust, but you can’t keep your head down forever.

“Alright, let’s make a try and this time try to look into each other’s eyes at least half the time,” Matt requests and you bite into your bottom lip, trying to control your nerves. This is just dancing with Adam, the weird guy who made a kinky film about his past relationship, remember? He is weird!

But he is so tall and his eyes are so dreamy and his hands are…

“Okay, five, six, seven, eight!” Matt’s clapping interrupts your thoughts as you start the choreography again.

You have to watch your feet at first so you know you’re heading in the right direction, but a few steps later you force yourself to bring your gaze up and your eyes meet his.

It just hits different. Being so close to him, feeling his touch on your back and palm, you suddenly feel a strong urge to run your fingers through his hair and you almost do it before you tell yourself to behave. There is just something in him that makes your whole mind stop working properly even though you have a pretty strong opinion about him and the kind of man that he is.

For a spare second you even forget to breathe as you are staring into his eyes and there’s a feeling in your guts that you just can’t identify and before you could get further in this sensation Matt’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts.

“Amazing, this will look fantastic!”

You force a small smile to your face as you look at the choreographer and he brought you back to reality just in time.

You try to lock this feeling up in the remaining time so you don’t embarrass yourself with something. The last thing you need is to say something that gives away the conflict you are having in you.

“You’re always so fast to leave!”

Adam’s voice stops you when you are already out in the hallways, ready to leave and stay unnoticed, but that last part apparently did not work. Wrapping your hands around the strap of your bag you turn around and see him heading in your way with long steps, his hair flowing with him.

“Why should I be here without getting paid for my time?” you tilt your head with a half-smile and your comment makes him laugh.

“Good point. Do you have to be somewhere?” he asks catching up with you and now you are walking towards the exit side by side.

“Apart from my bed? Not really.”

“Great, then let’s get a beer or something.”

“It’s not a suggestion or an invitation, he states it like you’ve agreed on it weeks ago and you find yourself being quite okay with it.

Settling in a nearby place you order yourself the beer that’s been talked about, but Adam just sticks with iced tea and you give him a puzzled look for his choice.

“You said we are getting a beer.”

“Yeah, for you. I don’t drink.”

“What?”

“I’m a recovered alcoholic, I don’t drink,” he explains and now you have another piece of information about him that you put into your little Adam Sackler file in your head.

“So you are trying to get me drunk?”

“I’m not saying I don’t hope to have you spill something juicy about yourself, but I’m not forcing you to drink either.”

There’s a boyish smile playing on his lips and you roll your eyes at him as the drinks soon land on your table.

You find it amusing how fast he can make you forget about everything you’ve been thinking about when you thought about him, and make you see him just as this funny, carefree person who is sitting right across you at the table. He really is funny and it’s not just the beer that’s telling you this, he has a great sense of humor, he is especially talented in saying the funniest things with the straightest face, just staring at you like he is meaning every single word that leaves his mouth when you both know it’s all just bullshit.

“I’m honestly having a hard time figuring you out,” you sigh leaning back in your chair, fingers fidgeting with your second beer on the table. You’re definitely not drunk, just loose in the best kind of way.

“What’s so hard about it?” he tilts his head, genuinely interested in your answer.

“I don’t know, you are just… It’s like you have these different personalities and I can never know which is the real one.”

“What personalities?” he chuckles at your theory.

“One is this funny, normal guy,” you start gesturing towards him. “Then there is the kinky bastard who spanks girls and then there is this mysterious, serious side that I always see in rehearsals.”

“Kinky bastard?” he chuckles, clearly enjoying the discussion. “You’ll never let go of the spanking, right?”

“It just doesn’t fit into the picture,” you explain.

“That’s because we never had sex and we haven’t spent that much time together outside of rehearsals. I’m working there, of course I’m being serious! That’s just how adults act in serious scenarios. But the rest is just simply me, a mixture of the things you just said.

“So you are just a funny, normal guy with a hint of kinky?”

“Probably more than a hint, but yeah,” he nods smirking.

Spending time outside of rehearsal really helps you see Adam as a whole, the mixture of the sides you’ve experienced from him and you feel like it has brought him closer to you as a person, a colleague and maybe as a friend. You find him an amazing company actually, a great partner to discuss different kind of things. He has a somehow different view of the world than you, but you also agree on many things and this creates the perfect base for an actually interesting and enjoyable conversation.

“Stop!” You gasp laughing as you try to get Adam off a pole on your way home after he decided he is strong enough to hold himself up horizontally on it, but he is just probably getting close to knocking it straight out of the ground.

“They should make these more massive!” he grunts jumping back to the ground.

“You are massive,” you snort as the two of you leave the poor pole and continue walking towards your building.

“I am. In all means,” he smirks at you and you imitate gagging. His dirty comments stopped bothering you, he kept sneaking in something inappropriate into the conversation throughout the night and you just kind of got used to it. This is how he is, a kinky bastard, but at least a funny one.

“You know, we should hang out more often,” he suggests galloping ahead of you and turning to face you he does a funny dance move that makes you laugh.

“Oh yeah? So I should spend my little free time outside of rehearsals with the same person I’m with all day?”

“We are not together all day,” he protest and you just chuckle, knowing well he is right, you just felt like exaggerating. “You didn’t have fun tonight?” he asks as he returns next to you, walking side by side.

“I did.”

“Great. Then we will spend more time together,” he nods and it’s not a suggestion anymore, he is stating it like the most certain fact ever.

You don’t protest.

Sometimes rehearsals are like one big chaos, especially when everyone is present on the stage, all dancers and actors with the production staff, but there’s no other way to rehears the big dancing scenes.

Today it’s the park scene again, you are wearing another flowy dress Misha gave you, that resembles to the one you’ll be actually wearing, Adam is dressed in dark jeans and a black shirt, nothing extra, and he seems to be enjoying that everyone around him is doing their absolute best while he has to do that one lifting and nothing else, just follow you around the stage.

Clyde is at the back, he has only a little stage time as the prince is looking for Giselle in the park, so beside Adam he is the other person who doesn’t have much to do.

“How do you know he loves you?” you sing with a bright smile and big gestures, grabbing Adam’s wrist as you pull from one place to another, dancers following around, the scene constantly changing around you to make it look like you are on the move. “How do you know he’s yours?”

You catch Adam smirking and you already know he is thinking about something dirty, as per usual. You do the lifting and you feel his hand smacking your ass when he puts you down, no one notices, but you shoot him a glare to which he just smirks again.

“Okay, amazing. Take ten, we’ll see the final part a few more times!” Trevor instructs when the music stops and people starts flowing off the stage.

“Stop touching my butt,” you tell Adam, the two of you walking towards the edge of the stage.

“I can’t, it’s just always in the way,” he holds up two hands innocently and you just roll your eyes at him.

“Hey, do you guys have any plans for tonight?” Clyde walks up with a bright smile as he joins the two of you, fingers fidgeting with the water bottle in his hands.

“I’m babysitting my niece,” Adam answers running a hand through his hair.

“You have a niece?” you turn to him surprised.

“I do,” he simply nods and it doesn’t seem like he is about to share any more details so you turn back to Clyde.

“I’m free.” “Wanna go for a drink maybe or something? I’m so done sitting at home when I’m not here.”

“Sure,” you nod and watch Clyde walk away smiling back at you.

“He is still trying hard to get into your pants,” Adam scoffs and you turn to him with a grimace.

“He is not.”

“Oh he surely is. I’m pretty sure he thinks this is a date or something like that.”

“It’s not a date.”

“Tell that to him, because the dude is keen on fucking you, princess.”

You eventually give up trying to convince Adam about your truth, and you also realize you don’t owe him a word. You know what this really is and that’s all that matters. Adam can think whatever he wants, that still doesn’t make it real.

“So you’re really going out with him, huh?” Adam comes up to you once rehearsal is over. You glance up at him nodding while you’re packing your stuff up.

“Yeah, why?”

“I’m telling you, he thinks this is more than just casual drinking.”

“So then what?” you sigh, confused about why he is so worked up by the thought of you and Clyde having a few drinks. “I’m single, he is a nice guy, maybe I also think of it as more. Is that not an option?”

He genuinely seems surprised by your answer and it tells you he clearly didn’t think of this version. Frowning a bit he tilts his head.

“So that’s your type?”

“Stop using that tone, please,” you sigh zipping your bag and heading to the door, Adam following you right behind.

“Okay, I’m sorry, but still, that’s not how I imagined your type to be.”

“You often think about what my type is?”

“I did a few times, yes.”

“Then stop,” you sigh stopping and looking at him. “It’s not like you have a word in it or something. If you hate the idea of me and Clyde going out so much, just come. He invited you as well.”

“I told you, I’m babysitting my niece. My sister would lose her shit if I cancelled.”

“Then there’s nothing I can do for you. Just stop thinking about it,” you shrug, clearly over it, but Adam is not on the same page.

“Cancel on him.”

“Why would I do that?” you ask with a puzzled chuckle.

“Because…” he is searching eagerly for the right words, his hands anxiously tapping on his thighs. This is a waste of time, you think to yourself.

“See you at the next rehearsal, Adam,” you sigh walking away.

Clyde is awesome. Clyde is exactly the person you imagined for yourself a little while ago, he is nice, funny and just overall a good person. You enjoy spending time with Clyde and you find him attractive, but…

But something is just off and you can’t tell what it is.

Sitting in a bar with him that evening you can’t stop thinking about that one thing that’s making you not fall for him even though you know you should be. Adam’s words keep repeating in your mind about how he is not what he thought your type would be.

Of course he is my type! You basically tell yourself defiantly, cursing Adam out for planting such thoughts into your mind. Stupid Adam!

By the time you and Clyde part your ways you are pretty sure this wasn’t a date which is a relief, but it still got you thinking why you are so against dating Clyde. On your way home you catch yourself pulling your phone out of your bag to text Adam and tell him you were right when you stop in your way in the middle of the street.

“Are you stupid?” some random guy growls at you who almost bumps into you. Looking up you mumble a short sorry before looking back down at your phone.

Adam was all you thought about all evening, you saw him in everything Clyde said and now he is your first thought and the person you want to talk to. He sneaked his way into all of your thoughts and this is starting to feel concerning.

Adam is not your type. He just can’t be.

Clyde should be.

Not Adam.

Right?

Right?!

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