#it is a strangers to lovers kinda thing ig

[sw1mmingfoolz]

abandoning every WIP I have due to writer's block and starting an entirely different jaehyun fic cuz of nct brainrot is very on character for me i think

[ayasuki]

6th Bakugou x Reader FANFIC RECS

some are short but they're good hehe (most of these are suggestive :P)

> • 𝑹𝒆𝒄 𝑳𝒊𝒔𝒕

" Dream Eater " by justatypicaltrash

dream eater!bakugou x reader

warning: slight angst

bakugo is an eternal living dream eater.

" I Like You, Okay?! " by kikyo-bnha-imagines

bakugou x fem!reader

summary: katsuki struggles to confess to his crush.

" Workshopped Romance " by itsmm4hiii

pro-hero!bakugou x fem!reader

summary: working for a hero costume designer has its perks like; meeting heroes, playing with cool technologies, getting you're name out- y/n didn't  really expect her own boss will try and hook her up with a customer. 

" Blood Moonlit, Must be Counterfeit " by irisintheafterglow

pro-hero!bakugou x reader

warning: swearing ofc cuz it's bakugo, mentions of drinking and alcohol, halloween party, first meeting, emotionally constipated katsuki and reader is kinda oblivious lol

summary: a guy at a party has a really good dynamight costume, and you two get to talking about your favorite heroes.

WARNING | beneath the cut are slightly suggestive to full on smut fics

" no title " by moominsuki

bakugou x fem!reader

warning: ch. 359-362 spoilers kinda. a little suggestive but fluff all around

summary: katsuki hates being off the job. but what he hates more is being treated like glass, especially by you.

" as the years go by " by quitesins

pro-hero!bakugou x fem!reader

warning: suggestive, slight nsfw, friends to lovers, unrequited love ig? virgin!reader, drabble

summary: being friends with bakugou since UA, watching each other change as the years go by, but still having room to learn more, so much more.

" no title " by izvmimi

warning: palace drama au, multiple wives, fem!reader, brief explicit sex.

" One More Time " by yanderenightmare

warning: derogatory dirty talk, spanking, angsty but with a fluffy ending

" no title " by dreamland03

bakugou x reader

warning: mention of sex like once, drinking, mention of trauma, bad self image

" Come Sit " by saturnorbits

bakugou x fem!reader

warning: cock-warming

summary: after a long day, all you need is bakugo.

" Feral " by smiley-babe

wolfhybrid!bakugou x fem!reader

warnings: aged up characters, lowkey monster fucking (hybrid bakugo has wolf ears, a tail, and fangs), knotting, HUGE breeding kink, no specific dynamics, biting, small blood kink (if you squint), marking/ bonding, heat/ rut behavior, panty sniffing, kind of rough sex, oral (f receiving), and fingering

summary: taking in a wolf hybrid already didn’t seem like a good idea, but when spring hits… all hell breaks loose.

" Personal Trainer!BKG " by bakubunny

personal trainer!bakugou x plus size!fem!reader

warning: oral sex (m receiving), rough sex.

" On To Better Things " by savnofilter

prohero!dilf!bakugou x fem!reader

warning: angst, strangers to lovers

sfw | toxic & abusive relationship, toxic baby daddy, mentions postpartum, mental health, arguing, mentions of legal proceedings, counseling, drama, cultural family expectations, love bombing, manipulation, a man being a hypocrite, reader low-key needs a new circle of people around them but that's neither here nor there, reader loves their daughter to pieces </3, reader's daughter is a hand full but we stan!, reader spaces out a lot, "our kids are best friends but we never met before and so happen to be single" trope.

nsfw | fingering, cunnilingus, groping, praise kink, reader has multiple orgasms (2, hinted 4), reader is a bit shy as it's been awhile and feels nervous, vocal queen reader, clothed sex, protected sex, comforting!bakugo, non-established relationship.

" Swipe Right " by ryukatters

bakugou x fem!reader

warning: dubcon, quirkless/college! au, jealousy, possessiveness, breeding, creampie, unprotected sex, cum eating, cunnilingus, overstimulation, praise, biting, bkg gets a little rough with you, and bkg's also a fucking simp

summary: your boyfriend decides to make a fake tinder profile for you just to see how many matches you get. he comes to a realization just how many other people want what’s already his.

" no title " by katbakubae

bakugou x fem!reader

warning: language, dom!bakugou, possessiveness, jealousy, (mild) stalking, name calling, spanking, rough oral.

summary: sick of your boyfriends lack of time with you because of his busy schedule, you decided to take some time for yourself. unfortunately, letting that happen was never an option for him.

[alphabetboyluvr]

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all fics are posted to wattpad first (don't judge a girlie by her primary upload platform </3)

i write about the stars, boys who are carved like greek sculptures, and the inability to communicate in a healthy, functional manner. and i also like to write about bangtan sonyeondan in relation to all of those things.

WATTPAD // AO3 // KO-FI // CARRD

no translations | minors dni | don't be a dick x

JJK

SERIES

THROTTLE

pairing: boyracer!jk x fem reader - mutual disdain to lovers synopsis: in which jeon jungkook hates speed limits, the local government, and the way that min yoongi looks at you. current wc: 160,244 warnings: explicit language, drug usage, violence, dangerous driving, smut, and themes of an adult nature. not a mafia au, but teeters around the edges of it. organised crime and corruption are at the heart of the story. the characters have questionable morals and do dumb shit. be prepared to hate them as much as you love them. jungkook is a tittie luvr. no further questions.

BAD DECISIONS - link will take you to the clubdionysus tumblr!

pairing: bartender!jungkook x female reader | strangers-friends-lovers, fwb synopsis: it’s simple: write your deepest darkest fears on origami birds and string them up on jungkook’s ceiling. when they fall—which they inevitably will, thanks to his cheap daiso washi tape—you have to face the fear. set it free. the issue? you’ve a fear of intimacy. jungkook, a fear of rejection. and you’ve both got the capacity to make some incredibly bad decisions. current w/c: 450k notes: smut, fluff, a lil angst, bartender!jk, student!jk, strangers-to-friends-to-lovers (?), fwb, deal arrangement, undefined relationship (they’re just friends! just besties!!), miscommunication, idiots in love, emotional slow burn, bucket list (a.k.a. the birds 2024 note: wattpad took down bad decisions as part of their 2024 purge </3. it's now hosted on it's very own tumblr (clubdionysus) and over on ao3!

BAD DECISIONS SMUT INDEX

ONE SHOTS

extended - 5k words or more

ONCE THE THRILL EXPIRES

pairing: college!jungkook x female reader synopsis: your housemate-turned-fwb takes another girl home after a night out wordcount: 5.8K notes: angsty, smutty turmoil. it’s not that bad, but it definitely isn’t a happy lil number. fingering, oral sex (f receiving), rimming (f receiving), vaginal sex, doggy, protected (!!) sex, lil spanks, jaykay sorta makes out with her ear???, jaykay is a fawk boy who needs to learn self-control, oc is holding out for something that’ll never happen, multiple partners in one night (jk), jk calls the reader diz (dizzy)

LANDSLIDES

pairing: officeworker!jungkook x female reader (coworkers) synopsis: jungkook asks you to dog sit over chuseok. he doesn’t ask you to steal the empty spaces in his head, the dreams he’s yet to have, nor the idea of you always just being ‘you’ to him - and yet, like a thief in the night (with his own damn dog as your accomplice), you do. wordcount: 6.8K warnings: fluff more than angst, but it’s not clean cut - there’s also a touch of smut. office worker jk, fuck boy (but kind!) jk, mentions of his workplace escapades, oc is dating mingyu (yay), oc sorta fancies jk (boo), solo masturbation (m), vivid thoughts of shagging (jk is a perv! wow! unlike me to write him as randy bastard!), lots of facetime calls, oc and jk are fundamentally flawed as a pairing, genuine friendship, daddy kink? ig? but like kinda sweet?, jungkook has a complex brain house and you’ve been banished to his annexe!! he also has a thing for claw clipped hair lol

ONE SHOTS

short - under 5k words

something borrowed

- mafia au | forbidden love

dance with the devil

- royalty au | former lovers

KNJ

ONE SHOTS

short - under 5k words

back to you

- idol au | exes

KSJ

MYG

SERIES

HUSH

pairing: rockstar!yoongi x female reader | mutual disdain - lovers (but also strangers - lovers? kinda?) synopsis: in which you work for your brothers band by day and accidentally anonymously sext his bandmate on the regular by night! whoops ! current w/c: 17.5k notes: okay, where to start with this one lmao, sexting! and i mean… a lot of sexting (so much sexting oc will probably get early-onset arthritis in her thumbs), yoongi is a dick, he also hates nepotism, and in turn, you. oh yeah, you’re jin’s sister, you work with the band on tour. jin, yoongi, tae, jk and joon are in The Scouts aka the hottest band since sliced bread. jimin is their tour manager, hobi works up in the head office (he’s sleazy and i love him). slight love triangle, one-near-footjob (and counting!), eventual smut, a little angst, dating app that is exclusively for celebrities / people in the public eye, one incredibly inconvenient pairing, yoongi calls the oc clementine / clemmie and it’s cuter than it sounds, idk how else to explain this, mistaken identity i guess? although not really? look, just read it lol. smut warnings will be on chapters individually!!

PALLADIUM

pairing: dilf!yoongi x reader // friends to lovers, slowburn, eventual smut synopsis: min yoongi is urgent.  in the way he bites his nails down to the bed, and the way his sore fingers type out desperate sentences just minutes before deadlines, he is urgent. how he prepares jaehyun’s day bag before grandma comes by, and how he double checks everything is packed, he is urgent.  the requests for you to watch over jaehyun each and every deadline day are, always, predictably, urgent. but the way min yoongi falls in love with you is slow. gradual. tepid. until, like everything with min yoongi, it becomes urgent.   wordcount: 3.2K notes: three part series, fluff, angst, eventual smut, yoongi is incredibly conflicted, the oc is just as dumbfounded by the way she feels, lots of feelings!!

JHS

PJM

KTH

ONE SHOTS

short - under 5k words

sundae (kinda love)

- childhood friends | angst

[vinsmokesangio]

facetime call

pairing: tom blyth x bestfriend!reader x actress!reader

summary: you decide to “relax” your body and your best friend almost caught you. this is a second part of this au.

warnings: mentions of past relationships, f!masturbation, suggestive conversations | english’s not my native language | no proofread

genre: friends to lovers

word count: 733

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A few days passed after that “date”, where you and Tom shared the first kiss and confessed to each other. You feared your friendship might change after that, but actually it was going pretty well, at least for you. Tom still texted you, sending you memes and making facetime calls. The feeling was amazing, you really feel like you’re living a teenage dream, like that song. Unfortunately, past relationships still haunted you with your traumas. The fear of being left alone again always playing tricks on your mind… You didn't have the opportunity to meet your friends in common with Tom to talk about what happened between you both, but the last photo dump you posted on your IG account and the comments you've received from them might could’ve been useful for them to gossip about it in your absence. You’ve been really busy, finishing your drama school and preparing for the Christmas play which would be in a few days. Tom promised he’ll be attending, so as the rest of your friends and the thought of that made you anxious. Tom is a really good actor, and it kinda intimidates you, since you’re still graduating.

You went home and took a hot shower to let go your anxious thoughts. Have you noticed you’ve been thinking a lot lately? About everything? You can read the first paragraph again and take your notes… All the “what ifs” was driving you crazy, so you decided to take a breath and take care of yourself this evening. Skincare routine while watching Stranger Things for the third time, moisturising your hair.

No matter how much you tried to distract yourself, all your thoughts came back to Tom. His sweet lips in perfect sync with yours, his big hands caressing your body, hot and burning with desire. It was innocent and romantic, but the memory somehow turned you on. Since you were alone, why not take advantage, huh?

Lying comfortable in your bed, you let your hands help alleviate this feeling, letting them run down your body until you found the source of the heat you were feeling. Your mind masterfully reproduced the few moments of affection you exchanged with your best friend until then. The desire for months of accumulated sexual tension, the heat of his confession and the good feeling of conquest made you more excited and you began to pant. It didn't take long for your movements to become more intense, your breathing more shallow and you reached your peak. Letting out a long - but low - moan, you recover on the bed. Until you receive a facetime from Tom and shame takes over your face. You decide to answer, why not?

”Hey” - you say breathlessly. Damn, it would be hard to disguise what you just did thinking about him.

“Hi!!! Where are you? I’ve got news for you, Billy the Kid was renewed for a third… are you okay?”

Tom was extremely hyperactive and when he was happy, he seemed to vomit his words. But his euphoric expression quickly changed to concern as he watched you move a little on camera, your forehead sweaty and… wrapped in a towel?

“y/n, are you naked???” he burst out laughing, and you tried to hide in your pillow, but soon joined in with the laughter.

“Yeah, I am! I was showering!” giving up trying to hide it, you simply accept it and join in on his game. You notice his expression change to a more mischievous look.

“……….. Well, I've never had sex via FaceTime, but if you...”

“TOM! Shut the fuck up!!” then you both laugh again. That's why you love him. The way he always makes things lighter, making jokes, being goofy. He is your comfort. It's simply impossible to feel embarrassed around him, he will always make the mood delicious.

Tom then finishes telling his news, that the series would be renewed for a third season and he would receive the text soon. He was happy and you could tell from afar. You tell him about your day and a few minutes later, the call ends. You hang up the call and stare at the ceiling of your room, not noticing the huge smile on your face. You allow yourself to feel what you're feeling, you allow yourself to fall in love, and you accept it. Whatever will be will be.

[noowayybroo]

Uh... You give Leon sloppy?

Not very creative w/ my titles, or anything really...

Characters: Leon Kennedy, Reader

Warnings: Smut ofc, don't look if you don't like sexy time or if you're too young to do sexy time, you feel? Man gets head, subby Leon, bit of begging, reader isn't exactly dom tho, Leon is just kinda needy. mmmm nom nom nom tasty, GN reader cuz we love being included!!! No mention of age or relationship either, he could be your roommate, your stepbro, your teacher LMAO unleash your wildest fantasies ig?? Gets REAL sloppy so if you have a spit kink, enjoy! If you don't... you poor thing.

Dear young people: Go play Minecraft.

Leon always thought that whenever you claimed to be 'great at head', you were just kidding. You had to be covering up some insecurity orrr... just teasing him, he reckoned.

...Of course he'd been curious, he would have been whether you'd been the closest of lovers or the slightest of strangers, but he quickly came to learn something:

"N-no joke!", Leon breathes in shy bliss, sat there on the couch before you, doing his best to keep those desperate, watery puppy-dog eyes trained on you. Whilst one strong arm digs into the sofa beside him, desperate for some semblance of stability, the other holds up his increasingly much-too-warm shirt - the line of it restrained just above his heaving chest, glistening with fine perspiration, all thanks to you.

You? Well, you're on your knees just between his legs, and let me assure you, it's a pretty view.

At first, you'd begun by slowly tracing a cupped hand up and down the perfect length of his member, before incorporating saliva and kisses into the slippery mess you were making. Leon's tip, in response, was flushed as red as his cheeks, a copious flow of precum seeping down into your frothing, slobbery equation.

Small 'aaah' s and 'mmmm's escape Leon's lips at this stage, his breath catching whenever you pull away, voiding his feel of you where it was oh so delicious. You made his heart skip a beat in other ways, too: when your eyes met his flustered gaze, when you slowly trailed the tip of your tongue from his pulsing base to tip, or when he could hear your own appreciative giggles and breaths. You were having fun, and he adored each little piece of proof of that fact.

"Come on, big boy", you pout, eyelashes fluttering as you gaze up at his drooping lids and slack jaw, "I haven't even started sucking yet-" Leon's response is a guttural yet suppressed low groan as his legs tremble a little at the thought.

Yet. He muses to himself, unable to peel his blown pupils away from the hypnotic movement of your hand.

Your wrist and arm move with such ease, he thinks, the mere act appears to be a simple, beautiful and natural act in itself. He could cum just like this, trying his best not to thrust into your hand as you milk him in just the right way. He wanted so badly to feel your mouth around him, to be enveloped deep within your warmth, and so, he simply would not admit that he didn't need your throat to finish.

Finally, you're ready to give it to him. He knows that his patience is soon to pay off. Stomach tensing and eyes squinting, Leon watches apprehensively as you lower your head, surrounding him.

Your warmth.

your wetness.

The pressure of your closed lips

The feel of your tongue.

They all have him sighing in satisfaction. And when you move, oh, when you move, he can't help but offer you more moans whines, begging you to continue.

"Please... please fff...", "Fucckk~~", "Uahhh fuckk... So... so good."

His words are slurred as his head lolls back once you start to move. He's facing the ceiling but he isn't looking at it. Mind and vision so clouded by pleasure, all Leon can really do is zone out as the sensation of you washes him away. You bob up and down along him, licking and sucking passionately from a good way down, back up to the tip, over and over. Sometimes, you switch things up, focusing your tongue on his tip or pushing further, devouring his cock with your throat, and each time, Leon lets out a raspy, thick moan.

A blind hand finds the back of your head, entangling with your hair as he holds you. He's not forcing you, or trying to move or control you. In fact, Leon is so infatuated, so desperate to be further wound up in you. His arm is limp, simply following your strong movements as he holds you endearingly. You're unsure, ironically, which of you he's trying to reassure. This earns him a little giggle from you, which of course sends him beaming.

Looking to surprise him, you reposition yourself before suddenly taking his cock as deep as you can, nose pressed against his chiselled abdomen. Your eyes water. Trying to suppress your gagging, you do your best to breathe through your nose, but your throat prickles with the pain of being used. No need to hide it, though. Leon is in a world of his own, his head rolls further back, his back arched and his hand leaving your head to curl reflexively around nothing as he trembles, euphoric. Even your sounds are drowned out as wails of pleasure fill the room, accompanied by the couch creaking as Leon's hips buck against your face, shoving himself impossibly deep inside you.

Leon doesn't have much brainpower left. All of his blood's in his cock, and his power in his hips. So, while he does care about your ability to breathe, he can't contain himself as he continues to squirm, legs desperately trying to lift himself, pressing deeper and deeper into you where he feels he belongs. His own shameful sounds, combined with the wet, slobbering and faint choking you emit, bring Leon closer and closer to the edge as he practically sobs, doing his best to resist the primal urge to grab your head and force it to stay there around him. He's trying so hard to be good for you.

Leon finally glances down, eyes discovering your reddening face as the inevitable he'd prepared for occurs: you pull away. With a loud gasp, you lift your head from his twitching phallus, a line of thick, bubbly saliva bridging the gap between your once-connected parts. You waste no time recovering breath though, he's close, and it'd be cruel to tease him any further.

"Where do you wanna cum?" You ask softly, raspy voice choked by saliva as you return to pleasing him, sweet eyes meeting his, expectant of an answer.

Leon is more than surprised to have had the choice, which he expresses with something of a chuckled moan... He ponders for a while, once more getting lost in the feel of you on him so lovingly, but knows he has to decide soon, or it'll be in your mouth no matter what...

OK GUYS BARE WITH ME I WANTED TO TRY SOMETHING SO PLEASE BARE WITH ME I HAD AN IDEA!!! So, my idea is... based on where you want him to cum just find the prompt title below and read!! The stuff will be separated with "----"s! There's 2 options in this fic, either on yer fayce or in yer throat! :> Happy reading!

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"F---fuckk... On... on your face... please", Leon hisses. He really wanted to be buried in your throat once more, but a small part of him hoped he'd have a chance to another time after this. Well, that accompanied by the thought that this would be his last chance, his final attempt to claim you as his swayed his mind. He needed to make good on the image that had just plastered the walls of his mind: Your sweet, sweet, hot face, painted with his seed.

Humming and nodding obediently, picking up the pace, you work Leon closer and closer to his release as he does his very best to watch you, worshipping you: a master at work. He bites his bottom lip as he stares back down at you, barely able to blink for fear he'll awake from this blissful dream. Suddenly, though, it becomes time.

"Oh... Ohh shit I'm gonna... I'm gonna c-cum I- I'm..." Leon Groans, squirming back to help you release him in time. As his cock springs free from your sopping wet lips with a soft 'pop', it lands with an audible 'plap' on the taught skin of your face. You thought you'd have to continue working him, replacing the stimulation your mouth no-longer provided, but the view of your perfect face, topped with his lucky, lucky member had Leon hurtling over the edge like a dramatic car-crash in a 90's film.

It throbbed...

It spurted...

Hot, thick ropes flew from Leon's cock, generously garnishing every inch of your beaming, reddened face. His hand replaces yours on it before you get a chance, further milking himself onto you, standing as you kneel before him. He moans, throws his head back, the image of you below him, claimed as his own, far too pleasurable in the moment.

"Ahhhh.... G-God..." He lets out another expression of enjoyment amidst his heavy breathing as his cock rests above your face once more, twitching and throbbing, still pulsing and full of energy, as if threatening to be ready to go again all too soon. A strong, large hand rests as your face, replacing his cock which is held by his other. Before you know it, his thumb is slowly wiping some of his cum from your face, and feeding it into your open, awaiting maw. He hums in satisfaction as you close your mouth around the digit, sucking obediently. His sudden dirtiness makes you feel... hot... inside...

Your heaving breaths pull his attention back to you, and he promptly crouches down to pull you back onto the couch beside him, leaning into you lovingly as he does.

"So..." He sighs, not yet trusting himself to be able to form a coherent sentence, "How long were you planning on letting me miss out on that?" He sounds amused and is still jokey, which is a great sign. You wonder what this means for the future of your relationship now.

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"I-in..." Leon groans, choked up over his own words. "Inside... please", he moans, fighting to keep his eyes open to watch for your response as they threaten to shut in pleasure. You nod hastily, excited by his request, fueled by his pleasure. You pick up the pace, stroking his length rapidly with one hand as you consume him with your mouth. He moans, he groans and he whimpers, hips bucking wildly and hands returning to perch on your head.

As soon as you give him that silent, affirmative dip of the head, his hands become forceful. Raw, horny energy prompting him to push down on your head like some sea-dwelling monster trying to drown their victim. His tip forces its way back between the tight muscles of your throat, causing you to sputter and choke, further coating his slip-n-slide of a cock as he bottoms out inside of you, groaning, almost yelling as he meets his release.

"Ffffuck fuck fuck fuck... Shitttt..."

Leon's cock throbs and twitches as he hastily pulls it out from your throat, which was too tight and strained to even feel the hot ropes which were spilled into it seconds ago. He cradles your face in his hands as his cock pops free from your mouth, slapping down to rest on your face as it jerks and throbs in gratification. It's hot and warm, even against your sizzling skin. You pull away to cough slightly and catch some much needed air. Leon's also breathing heavily, doing his best to come down from his high.

Lovingly, he stares at you until his lidded gaze meets your proud, yet slightly nervous one (he was just so... big), before he whispers, voice scratchy yet more than amused, "Where'd you learn to do all that?" He helps you up to sit beside him as his mind wonders, picturing the thousand ways he'd like to feel that again and again. His eyes read nothing but awe.

------------------------------------- I think the choice thing is cool because it helps make the fic more inclusive... Some people might really not like the idea of gettin' baby batter injected into their windpipes (I can tell you, it's not pleasant), and others might not like the idea of it clinging to their face... on the contrary, some might love either. I know this disrupts the flow of the fic a bit, for which I hastily apologise, but I wanted to see if anyone liked this idea. I was even thinking about using Links to make a choice game... which could be fun, but I'm not sure.

Hope you enjoyed n if you want something please ask I love you all!

[taelme]

close your eyes, and i’ll kiss you

pairing: johnny x reader

genre: established rs au, implied friends-to-lovers, (fluff, very lowkey suggestive?) just a couple in love ig

word count: 1.8k (quick breezy read)

summary: in which johnny just wants to kiss you

a/n: got into my johnny hours while watching stranger things so I banged this out in the afternoon. Not proof read so enjoy~

“Need a break before the next episode, baby?” you felt your head lift from where it rested on your boyfriend’s chest as he stretched his arms above his head with a grunt. Letting yourself sink deeper into his hold, you snuggled your head against his shoulder, shaking your head against the soft fabric of his t-shirt.

“Hmm?” Johnny hummed at your lack of a reply, picking up the remote to press the button for the next episode before it could automatically load.

“No, I’m okay. You?” you murmured, words slightly muffled from how your cheek pressed against him, feeling his free hand come to rest on your back, the weight of it grounding you as he rubbed between and over your shoulder blades in a slow, soothing manner.

“Nah, I’m good, too. Kinda feel like a snack but I don’t know if that’s just ‘cause my mouth is like… itchy. Not literally but like, itching to do something, you know?” he huffed, and you couldn’t help but smile.

“Isn’t it always?”

This time, Johnny could only laugh. It was different from if you guys were out at a party, or with friends. Those times, you saw how the energy of the room would affect him, spur him on to joke around and be loud and playful. In times like these, when the both of you were awake when everything else seemed to be asleep, you saw the same playfulness in him, definitely. It was just more mellow, more gentle; much like the way he simply let his hand travel down to give your butt a pat now.

“Well, my baby sure knows me well, doesn’t she?” he cooed, leaning over to press a kiss to your forehead.

Feeling too shy to respond with words, you let out a content hum when you felt his hand move back up to your back, sighing as you let your eyes close just a little longer this time with your blink.

Truth be told, you were tired from a whole day out with your parents, helping them with things in their house that you supposed they always reserved for when you would come home - things like mail, finances and figuring out what on earth the doctor prescribed to them.

You were feeling a little headache come on and looking at Johnny’s tv screen in his living room wasn’t exactly helping. It wasn’t his fault, really. He’d been recommending this tv series to you for a while now, endlessly telling you how much he thought you’d like it, and the holidays opened up time for you to finally watch it (with him being more than happy to re-watch it with you, insisting he wanted to see your reactions to it). He was right, you did enjoy the show, but nights like the one you were having now were practically begging you to simply give in to your fatigue.

You were halfway through the episode when you let out a sigh, “I’m gonna close my eyes but I’m still listening, okay?”

Johnny hummed, amused as a scene of two characters kissing had come on just then, “You sure you wanna just listen to this?” He laughed, sounds of the kisses and the rock song playing in the background suddenly echoing louder than ever through the room now that you had your eyes closed.

It seemed then that Johnny had come across a brilliant idea, one that would satisfy both your needs.

He started by letting out a loud sigh, one that echoed through his chest where your ear was pressed against now. Craning his neck just enough to see your eyes still closed, hand against his chest and your fingers lightly drumming along to the rock song playing.

Your time knowing Johnny meant that even now, you could feel his gaze on you with your eyes closed, the light tickle of his hair against your forehead as he leaned closer. The woody smell of his perfume mixed with his breath that still had hints of beer and the grape sweets he'd been stealing from your bag that was conveniently placed next to the sofa.

Leaning back with another sigh (you'd caught on that he was leading to something by now), Johnny's hand came up to the side of your head, thumb caressing the skin of your temple and cheek again in that gentle, mellow manner, with yet a tinge of playfulness you were waiting for.

“Teenagers,” he sighed wistfully, “we were like that once, weren’t we?”

That tempted you just enough to open your eyes, face heating up at the sight of the scene and how much it really did remind you of you and Johnny back in high school and college. You could almost picture yourselves back on your old couch in your senior year, not seeming to be able to get enough of kissing each other that you had to practically shove yourself off of him at the sound of your parents’ car pulling up the driveway, pretending the both of you were just taking a break from studying.

“You’re still the same, you know,” you rolled your eyes, and you knew you were right when you felt him shift underneath you, rolling over just enough so that your head was on the couch now and he was lying next to you, propped up with his elbow near your head.

“Can’t help it, baby,” his smile grew, leaning in as your eyes closed naturally, only to feel his kiss on your cheek instead, “you’re just as hot.”

You scoffed, eyes still closed as your hand came up to find his head, resting comfortably on the back of his neck.

“‘Hot’? Very romantic of you, Johnny,” you teased, feeling him smile against your neck before you felt another kiss pressed there.

"Uh-huh," your smile grew at the ticklish feeling of him murmuring against your skin, as if mapping out his path as they went up your neck, “and I’m romantic enough to say it again.”

"You’re hot," he spoke. Another kiss to your jaw.

"Beautiful." Beneath your earlobe.

"Gorgeous." To your cheek.

This time, he pulled back just enough that you couldn't help but let your eyes open, wanting to see him. You didn't regret it, feeling like a giddy teenager when you saw the way he was looking at you, the slightest of smiles on his face.

"Sexy," he let his tongue peek out to wet his lips, leaning over to press them against yours, feeling almost reluctant for them to pull apart. The unabashed way with which he said these words was enough to make you shy, relishing in the praise but also feeling like you had to shush him out of embarrassment.

"Irresistible?" the way his tone lilted up made you scoff.

"Is that a question?" you laughed, earning a grunt from him.

"Too many words, too little kissing," he shook his head with a little wince, before leaning over and connecting his lips with yours again.

There was the same mellowness and gentleness you felt in his hand that grasped your hip, moving down to your thigh and holding you like that, his thumb rubbing against your warm skin.

Johnny's movements were far from the hurried, urgent kisses you recalled just moments ago from high school. But they had all the same intention to render you giddy just as they did back then. His hand moved up to your shoulder, grazing over your collarbones to your neck as they reached up further to cup your face, the warmth of his hand making you lean into him. As if that was his cue to deepen the kiss, he did, the tv series now long forgotten in the background as you let your hand come up to cup his face.

You weren't complaining at all, and you didn't think you ever would. The thought was enough to make you giggle- the way you were still managing to spend time with him, feel so close to him and not have to strain your eyes.

"What's so funny?" Johnny asked, the feeling of his tongue and his lips as he kissed you after almost making you miss his question.

"No, nothing," you hummed, managing to say between kisses (that was funny to you too, how he asked you a question but barely gave you a chance to answer with his insistent kisses).

“Tell me, baby,” he continued, and if he continued kissing you like that you were sure you wouldn’t be left with any words.

Pulling away just enough that you could grasp his face in your hands, your hands took the liberty of touching his face, as if giving you a visual with your eyes closed.

"I just thought it was funny how," you let the pad of your thumb touch his bottom lip, running it gently across it, almost melting at the way you could feel him suck in a small gasp.

"How this kind of solves both our problems. I didn't wanna open my eyes, and your mouth was itching to do something."

Johnny smiled, his index and middle finger moving your hair out of your face, letting his head hang forward so his lips were close to your ear, humming in agreement as he shifted himself, one of his legs going between yours to support himself better.

You opened your eyes, leaning forward to press another chaste kiss to his lips, almost laughing at the way he chased after your lips as you pulled away.

"I think I'm ready to get back to the episode, though."

You turned to give the tv a glance, beginning to reach over for the remote lying next to your stomach. Though there was no missing the way he kept his gaze fixed on you, his expression serious and definitely unwavering.

“Nope, sorry, no can do,” he spoke, his hand that was touching your hair moving to touch your chin, guiding your head back to face him, “I’m not ready yet.”

You shot him a look, your other hand still cupping his face, the soft skin of his cheek, feeling his strong cheekbones in a way high-school you never would’ve been able to, not with the baby face he had.

You couldn’t help but smile into the kiss, feeling him put more of his weight on you. His strength showed in the way he kissed this time, deep and with an insistence that made you feel like he was trying to render you even more than just giddy.

“Something tells me,” you spoke between kisses, “you’re not gonna be ready anytime soon.” Your fingers ran through his hair, he’s due for a haircut soon.

Johnny pulled away slightly to huff, his arms next to your head almost caging you in as he held himself up. From the way he was smiling at you, you could almost hear him say it, the flashback of how he cooed that his baby knows him so well.

Here it was again, on a midnight like this, his mellow, gentle yet playful side as he let his teeth graze your lower lip slowly, just enough to make you gasp.

“Well, lucky for us, we have the whole night to find out.”

[morallygreyyn]

when the hxh boys want cuddles (hc)

warnings: fluff ig if you’re emo

characters: kurapika, hisoka, illumi

authors note: was kinda bored and thought fuck it, why not so here’s how I imagine the hxh boys would ask for cuddles! this is a reach and just for funsies this is literal trash I swear

Requests are open!

what kurapika wants: snuggles

what he gets: strUGGLES

pls this boy just needs a hug

preferably one that makes him feel like he matters, like someone cares for him

he’s just really stressed out and desperate for some sort of comfort

so when it’s just the two of you alone after a really long and stressful day, boy slowly comes to the realisation that he wants your arms around him, soothing away his worries for a while

he needed to be held

now the key was how was he going to ask you

usually kurapika could be counted on for his calm composure and sound reasoning

when it comes to feelings however? think again because this boy has NO idea how to deal with them

he considers asking but he just can’t get the words out

“hey y/n, are you busy or do you have a moment?”

he has all your moments tbh so you were over to him like a shot

boy couldn’t even finish his sentence

you had always been quite attune to his needs and wants, seemingly knowing kurapika better than himself sometimes so when you saw him sitting on the edge of the couch, twiddling his thumbs and looking for all the world that he needed some comfort, you knew exactly what to do

you swiftly sat next to him and pulled the blonde into your arms, cradling his head against your chest.

you could hear him sigh and melt into your touch, especially when you ran your fingers through his hair

“thanks.” he murmured, nestling against you, already forgetting about his burdens for the time being

“any time.” you kissed the top of his head

you two stayed like that, even when you had moved to the bedroom

kurapika fell asleep in your arms and had one of the most restful nights sleep he had gotten in a long while

we all know hisoka isn’t a stranger to physical touch

he’s absolutely psychotic but this man knows how to dish out a caress, an embrace and many other things that aren’t so lovely

damn boy what those hands do

i imagine hisoka to be quite a touchy feely lover so i don’t think he would be shy whenever he wanted some physical attention

he would just have to look with those narrowed eyes and sly smile for you to know he wanted something

“i don’t trust that smile.”

“you never do.” he remarked, drawing closer to you

“i’m about to be attacked aren’t I?”

as expected, hisoka pounced and you were engulfed in this man’s long arms

it really wouldn’t matter what you were doing, whether you were busy or not

if hisoka wanted a hug, he was gonna get one

you stood motionless for a moment, trying to process what had happened in the last three seconds and when your brain finally caught up you returned the embrace

“you could’ve asked you know.”

“but where’s the fun in that?”

does this man even understand the concept of hugging

i don’t think illumi has ever been hugged once in his life

i also don’t think he would know that he wanted one

you were a daring individual, you were dating illumi for crying out loud

unconfirmed by him as he never gave you much to go on, you just knew he had somewhat of a soft spot for you seeing as he never killed you after all of your pestering

so you took that as a good sign

you had never met someone who was more emotionally constipated as the eldest zoldyck sibling

but you knew deep deep deep down, he secretly wanted a hug

he just didn’t know it yet

“illumi?”

“hm?”

“do you want a hug?”

this boy has no idea how to comprehend that question, he just stares at you with his trademark blank expression

“what?”

you repeated yourself and got the same response

not one to be deterred, you slowly approached the stoic assassin as if he were an untamed tiger

you were very close to him now and had stretched out your arms, his gaze never leaving you

“what are you doing?”

“what does it look like? i’m gonna give you a hug.”

“why?” there didn’t appear to be any anger in his tone, only mild confusion mixed with his unenthused way of speaking

“because i want to, and i know you secretly want one.” illumi never bothered to reply to that one

ever so slowly you inched closer until you had successfully managed to wrap your arms around his waist and his arms as he never moved them from his sides

hugging him tightly, you rested your head on his shoulder

“see now isn’t this nice.”

illumi didn’t respond. but he didn’t move out of your embrace either

he would never admit it but you knew he secretly liked it

you stayed like that for a minute before deciding to pull away, not wanting to push your luck any further

“lemme know if you ever want another one!” you winked at him before leaving the room

you didn’t know it and he would never say it, but illumi’s usually frozen heart jumped when you had hugged him 

he would never ask for another but he thought maybe hugs weren’t so bad after all 

and if you ever offered another one he wouldn’t be in a position to decline

[moonflowerdamie]

i’m super bored so i’m gonna rate stranger things ships! buckle in folks, let’s get into it😎

•mileven—4/10•

it’s ok ig. i’m not like a hater of it? but it’s definitely not a great ship. no hate to mileven stans, it’s just not for me. i liked them in season 1 and 2, but it got toxic and weird in season 3 and season 4 solidified my disdain for it. i think mike needs to do some self-reflection (maybe discover a few things about himself—michael wheeler i know what you are) and i think el needs to become her own person outside of her relationship with him. i wholeheartedly support the el/mike exes-to-besties agenda though!

•jopper—8/10•

they’re so cute oml, i shipped them since season 1 and their build-up and eventual payoff was immaculate! i loved their early season tension and their kiss in season 4 was so so good. they fit so well together. they don’t get 10/10 only because a) i LOVED bob and joyce in season 2 more than life and will forever mourn that joyous man and b) i kinda loved the whole single grumpy father figure/lonely teenage daughter dynamic el and hop had.

•lumax—10/10•

this ship. this goddamn ship. the hurt/comfort. the angst. the teasing. the SOULMATISM of it all. seriously, these two are meant for each other. lucas is max’s safe place, her happiest memory and her favourite escape. max is lucas’ sunshine, his wake-up call, his reason to try. i didn’t use to love them, in fact it was only since season 4 that i’ve been such an avid shipper of them but god. they really are the softest. ‘i like talking with you, mad max’ and ‘i’m still here’ and ‘lucas!’ and the notes and the snowball and holy shit i love them sm.

•byler—7/10•

this is with the exception of season 2 byler, which gets 10/10 (‘crazy together’ oh my god). apart from that, i get the hype for it, but i also want the best for my lil ball of fruity sunshine will byers. he is my baby boy and i will protect him. and i just think that mike needs to do some growing up before he’s ready to be with will. also, i’ve never loved mike as a character (again, with the exception of s1 and 2 mike, he was a sweetie) and i think he’d end up hurting will if they got together at this point. in the future, if mike can prove that he’s matured and grown into himself, i will wholeheartedly support this relationship.

•jancy—6/10•

again, it’s ok. i did love them in season 2, but season 1 jonathan was a creep, and season 3 jancy just didn’t do it for me. jonny boy has grown on me over the seasons, but i think everybody moved on from him taking nakey nakey pictures of nancy without her knowledge wayyyyy too quickly. also, they just want different things in life and that’s ok! i do prefer them over stancy, but if i’m honest, i am absolutely a lesbian nancy supporter. the comphet on that woman is insane. so again, like mileven, i am a nancy/jonathan exes-to-besties advocate!

•stancy—4/10•

they were not it in season 4. like, it made me angry that the duffers tried to push it on us again. i did sort of like them in the early seasons, but steve was a jerk and nancy needed to grow into herself and they went their separate ways for the better. steve became a good person and nancy became the strong, independent badass woman we all know and love. i love them as friends and co-babysitters of the kids, but not as lovers. their arcs wouldn’t have happened without their break-up, and they’re both so different as people that getting back together would’ve been like going backwards. steve’s speech about kids in the van made me physically ill with how a) out of character it was and b) how the duffer brothers tried to make it seem like pushing out 6 kids and living the suburban american dream (read: nightmare) was something nancy would want, when she’s spent 3 seasons displaying an obvious disgust for that kind of life. if they get back together in s5 i’ll be throwing something at the tv.

•elmax—9/10•

they. are. so. cute. i love this ship sm, it’s so wholesome and soft. it just works as well—el allows max to explore her own kindness, her own vulnerability, her own ability to care, and max allows el to explore her own identity, what makes her happy, how to be independent. season 3 elmax was superior, but that scene in s4 where they reunite is utterly breathtaking—‘if you touch her again, i will kill you again’ protective gfs!! honestly, if i wasn’t such a lumax shipper i’d be all in for them. as it is, my motto is currently this: max has two hands! one for el and one for lucas :)

•madwheeler—1/10•

no. just no. these two actively dislike each other lmao. max is perpetually annoyed by mike’s existence and mike thinks max is like, the worst. they couldn’t even do enemies to lovers because max would steal mike’s gf in a heartbeat and would probably rather eat glass than kiss michael wheeler. they only get 1 point because finn and sadie have a sweet friendship.

•eddsy—6/10•

they would’ve been cute tbh. and since it’s been discovered that chrissy is actually 18 instead of 16, it’s not a weird one either. when i thought she was 16 i was put off, but now i’m sort of neutral on it. that scene in the woods was very sweet and her and eddie totally could have had the whole popular cheerleader gf/metalhead nerdy bf thing going on. however, it was only one episode they were in together and the ship was never one i was like ‘oh my god i love this’ so. i will say that grace van dien does not deserve the hate she gets for shipping them, especially when joseph quinn gets none of it for the same thing. other than that, it’s not massively awesome but it’s pretty cute.

•willel—0/10•

if you ship this, seek help. they are siblings.

•henclair—4/10•

they could be cute ig, but i just see them as besties. add in the fact that lumax is one of my fav ships and dustin and suzie are super cute and this ship is just sort of meh to me.

•duzie—7/10•

very sweet. nerd gf/geek bf. ‘never-ending story’ was a cultural reset and they’re both icons for it. honestly, not a ship that rocked my world but they are super cute so. 7 points.

•rockie—7/10•

at this point i just want robin to have a gf. just let maya hawke kiss a woman on this show. at first, i was super excited for these 2, but then i saw the way miss buckley looked at nancy wheeler and i was like ‘vickie who?’ (i see you duffer brothers). also, vickie’s whole character felt like a diversity box tick. like she had no originality whatsoever, they just made her a carbon copy of robin which pissed me off. however, i see the potential. i would not be unhappy if they had a fleshed out, well-developed relationship in s5. especially since vickie, a bi girl, is being played by amybeth mcnulty, a bi queen.

•steddie—5/10•

ok. so. i don’t hate this ship. i really don’t. in fact, i’ve written them in some of my ronance fics. i think they could’ve been cute. however. they hype for these two was so overdone and the way people treated them in comparison to more fleshed out, developed dynamics like ronance was really annoying. especially because the majority of steddie shippers are straight women who then deny that ronance could ever happen. the ship itself was ok, but if i’m being realistic, they didn’t have that many scenes together and the fandom of this ship ruined it for me. the fact that the majority of fics in the ronance tag on ao3 are steddie with background ronance really grinds my fucking gears, and the amount of people who are fetishising steddie because they’re both attractive men is just so fucking irritating. overall, not a bad ship but a fairly toxic fandom (not all of you, of course—chill steddie shippers are cool, but some of y’all, jesus christ)

•harringrove—1/10•

awful, awful ship. no. don’t ship steve with the racist abuser just because they’re both semi-attractive white men. only gets a point because of joe keery’s fruity (not assuming his sexuality, just joking about his actions) behaviour towards dacre montgomery.

•stobin—0/10•

robin buckley. is. a LESBIAN. she’s GAY. SHE LIKES WOMEN AND WOMEN ONLY. if you ship these two romantically, i can only assume you’re a homophobic asshole who deserves sand thrown in their eyes. unapologetically, if you ship steve and robin as a couple, i hope you slip in the shower, motherfucker.

•stonathan—2/10•

i mean, it’s not the worst??? but again, i think it’s people shipping them just because they’re two white men who talked to each other. like, did y’all forget that steve literally called jonathan a slur? and that they tried to beat the shit out of each other? i don’t hate it the way i hate harringrove, but it’s so so unlikely and i’d be so puzzled if it ever was even hinted at.

•murray/alexei—6/10•

these two would’ve been cute. and i do think murray is gay, and probably did have a little thing for alexei. i don’t know about alexei but they were definitely cute friends. and i was so betrayed and upset by his death. a fairly good ship, no complaints from me.

and finally…

•ronance—1284028/10😌🥹😍•

the best ship. for nancy, for robin, for the show, for ever. they mean the world to me. they are the world to me. if i had one wish, it would be for ronance to be canon. they make me so fucking emotional because i want what they have. as someone who so heavily relates to robin (chaotic lonely lesbian who is desperate for love but feels she may never be loved as much as she loves, possibly autistic and feels destined to be an annoyance to those around her) i want a nancy. i want to be loved in my entirety. and those two, they get each other. sure, robin irritated nancy at first and they didn’t get on, but they grew. nancy, who’s never had anyone listen to her and believe in her with such intent, finds robin, who is more than willing to, who thinks ‘nancy’s a genius’ and would follow her anywhere. robin, who thinks all she can ever be is helpless and annoying, finds nancy, who trusts her with her life, who picks her and picks her and keeps picking her, who thinks she’s just as smart as she actually is, who understands her needs and her vulnerabilities and validates her, tells her ‘it’s ok’ and ‘you got this’. these two work in a way no other ship does and they are so undeniably soulmates. they need each other. they want each other. they deserve each other. there’s a reason i write about them so much—holy shit honestly i love them so fucking much.

anyways, that got a lot longer than i thought it would! i hope you guys enjoyed my ramblings haha :)

[cobrabobra]

"If i were a zombie"

Daryl Dixon x gender neutral!reader

Kinda angsty ig, reader is dead, Alexandria era, inspired by "The zombie song", description of a corpse

English is not my first language and it's my first time writing something like this

Daryl never thought he would fall in love, he never thought he'd have a family. He could picture Merle having a family, being a shitty father and husband, having kids, taking them hunting like their father did. But Daryl? No, he simply couldn't imagine having a family of his own. And maybe that's for the best, what if he treated his children just like his old man treated him and his brother? The family he already had, Rick, Carol, Glenn, they were enough for him, he didn't need nobody else.

Or so he thought. Aaron found somebody alone in the forest, amazed by how they survived all on their own up to this point, they decided to take the stranger with them back to Alexandria. They found out the stranger's name was (Y/N) and Daryl couldn't help but think that the name suited them well.

When they got back home, Daryl was left to show (Y/N) around as Aaron had something else to do. He was supposed to talk about the place, but he mostly answered the newcomer's questions with simple 'yes' and 'no'. Dixon didn't do well with new people, hell, he didn't do well with people in general, so the tour felt a bit awkward to the both of them.

Couple of days passed and the man started to warm up to (Y/N), they were kind enough to ask if he needed help with his bike or bring him a protein bar before he went outside the walls.

And after a while they started to get really close, closer than Daryl ever imagined himself with anybody, but he didn't mind, (Y/N) presence felt like a cold water on a burn or a warm meal after a long day. They asked him about hunting and bikes and even though he didn't say much, they remembered every word he said. He finally had someone who he could tell anything, whose mere presence made his day brighter, who made him somehow better.

It didn't take long for the two of them to start dating, well they never really made it official but their relationship status was pretty obvious. They hadn't been the most affectionate couple, they didn't whisper sweet words into each others ears, they didn't hold hands, they didn't kiss in front of other people. They simply ate together, slept together, were together and it was perfect for the both of them. Everything was perfect and Daryl suddenly found himself thinking they could start a family someday, they could live together, maybe get married, maybe even have a kid, they could be happy together.

"Don't" he said, his voice raspy and harsh, yet it still was somehow soft, begging Rick both to do anything.

"Daryl, you can't keep living like this, you have to move on" his friend sight gun still aimed at a walkers head.

Dixon didn't answer, he felt this sinking feeling in his chest when he saw the walking corpse of his loved one once again. He couldn't kill them, he simply couldn't and he won't allow anyone do it either.

"You know, if I ever turned into a walker, I'd never eat you" they chuckled softly, looking into the man's eyes as they laid in bed. Daryl couldn't help but smile at his lovers words.

"And I'd never kill you" he responded, tucking a loose strand of hair behind their ear.

His eyes filled up with tears at this memory. They could've been so happy, so so happy. They could've have a house and a dog, maybe even a cat. They could've been a family, fuck they could've had and been so many things.

"Don't" he said again and Grimes lowered his gun.

"You know we all loved (Y/N), they were a part of the family. But accidents happen, it wasn't nobody's fault, you have to let them go" he spared him one last sad look before turning back and walking away.

He can't just let them go. Not after everything, not after watching them die, not after loving them so dearly.

"Daryl, listen to me, I'm not leaving you, not ever, I'll always be with you" a quiet voice said, (Y/N) face all sweaty because of the fever, teary eyes looking at him as they continued. "Our love won't ever be burried. But you have to let me go, you have to end this soon, because I can't do it myself"

That was their dying wish and Daryl couldn't bring himself to do it. He didn't know why, he knew that this wound would never heal as long as they were walking around, that he'd never be happy again if he didn't end this. But as much as it hurt, as much as his heart bled, he just couldn't do it. He didn't see a walking, rotting corpse ready to eat him, he saw the person he wanted to spend his life with.

He bit his lip until it bled, anything to stop his tears, their lifeless eyes followed his every movement, getting closer and closer. He heard their moans, so different from those he used to hear, saw their pale lips, so different from those he used to kiss, he saw their messy hair, so different from those he played with

He drew his gun and aimed it at their head, his finger trembling on the trigger as he pulled it and the body fell to the ground.

Even now, even with them gone, he couldn't ever let go, because...

"Our love won't ever be burried"

[4beomy]

idk if anyone even enjoys my work enough for this sorta ...update? lol but just in case..

im writing something completely new right now T-T im gonna finish with Totally Not Endgame probably by the end of this month..heh.. (so much world building and character development its a big project) and ill update get over him! a week from now!! (i think. hopefully)

but anyways, it was in the spur of the moment and i got super super inspired and made a roommate!au oneshot for yeonjun. yes, yes im writing for another member that is not beomgyu lmao. i was abt to make it a beomgyu oneshot since i thought the personality fit him but then...idk cute whipped yeonjun is something i've been looking for on here FOR SO LONG. so i was like, why not make one myself! so i made it. and i got carried away with it.. but whatever, i think its genuinely my best work so far T-T (out of all my drafts)

heres the synopsis if anyone sees this and is curious ^^

choosing to live with a complete stranger was...not the smartest thing you've chosen to do. but it's okay! it can't be too bad. well, except it is. it is bad. especially when you're kept awake with music blaring through the walls of your room. just what's up with your roommate?! (this can be changed later on) genre: fluff, crack, enemies to lovers (kinda) word count: IDK BCS IM NOT DONE YET T-T w my layout in mind, i think this will probably be really...really long.

if anyone wants to be in the taglist (though im not planning on making one lol but just in case <3), sending an ask would be great </3 but anywho this is just an update to show that im working on something hehe

edit: ok. what if i include smut. and a fwb relationship. im contemplating rn. bcs like this is the idea i have rn, when they get over the enemies arc (which wont be that important honestly) and become friends, they get like super close, super intimate bcs both oc and yeonjun like skinship then boom, one day, they're both super drunk and !! yeah. then they have this whole thing abt whether or not it matters, and they both decide nope it doesnt. but but but, it happens again, and its like the inevitable atp. so they decide on having sex casually cuz they realize they both enjoy it, sowhat!! and yk how those go, someones gonna catch feelings eventually but im thinking i wanna make them as oblivious as possible and also include one jealousy driven sex where yj just lets out his feelings ??? idk.

the issue is, im not the best smut writer LMAO and its hard for me to convey sexual tension UGHHH IDK ANYMORE THIS IS BASICALLY JUST A RANT

honestly, id prefer to make it just fluff and some angst ig because its comfortable and easy for me. but then theres this thing with long fluff fics getting barely any traction so im kinda demotivated in that aepsct of it all T-T and i do know theres some kinda demand for long smut fics with plot, so in terms of growing this blog thatd probably be the best option.. idk if someone can give me their preference and ill just base it all on that lmao

[softxsuki]

Hey I'm here for a matchup if that's okay?

I'm an INTP-T who uses she/her pronouns~ willing to be romantically paired with any male person from Obey me, Mystic Messenger or Tokyo Revengers.

I'm a January aquarius, so I am very sensitive. I am a really good person at heart, like- no joke here, I'd probably go out of my way to help others. My moonsign is Taurus- so yk how aggressive i can be if I want, but I only show aggression if I see some injustice happening ( no, not the "heroic" kind of injustice: I'll just probably help you if I saw someone being a Karen to you). I'm basically the kind of anon who sends asks to just check on you🤷‍♀️

Personality wise, I am kinda fluid. I generally match the energy of the person with whom I'm interacting- you wanna be an introvert, imma be an introvert. You wanna party? I'll get the drinks. That's the sort of person I am. So far, I've had no problem making friends (thank god for that). I do have my Karen moments tho. I am not the type of person who will be rude to someone randomly, but if you wanna pick a fight then square up~

One bad trait about me is that I can talk too much. Like, sometimes I do not even realise! And I end up over sharing with strangers?

Moving on..ahem...I don't have any set hobbies and I think saying "I LiKe tO rEaD" is too basic at this age😭. I like to do online shopping? Ig that's my only hobby altho it makes me broke.

A few random things about me- I love furry things, and that includes all sorts of furry animals and plushies. I love to cuddle but I don't like people touching me much so I cuddle with my pillow. I swear I started personifying my pillow at some point?

Coming to my lover, I'd like a person who would give me forehead kisses. I really need a partner who would let me cling onto him like a koala while I'm crying. I love all guys with glasses, no hinting at any particular character tho. I am fully capable of doing things on my own but sometimes I can't help imagining a lover who would do little things like carrying grocery bags with me, letting me walk on the inside of the sidewalk, making sure I don't hit my head while sleeping in the car. These little things are really cute yk?

I have no actual type besides guys with a bit of chivalry and sense of responsibility.

That's all ig. I hope it wasn't too long...and if it's too long then I'm so so sorry! I tend to get carried away sometimes!

Congrats on 1000 followers! Where's the party?

1000 Follower Event Matchup #24

This event is CLOSED. You van view the event masterlist here.

Note: Hey! This wasn't too long at all, I hope you enjoy who I matched you with :D

I match you with: LUCIFER, SAEYOUNG, and MITSUYA

Runner-ups were: Mammon, Jumin, and Chifuyu

Lucifer:

Let me quickly just start with the main reason why I matched you with him

I can just picture him at his desk doing some paperwork as you sit in his office rambling on and on about something, and I CAN JUST PICTURE HIM SMILING WHILE SILENTLY LISTENING TO YOU. like yes, he’s busy doing work, but he finds it so cute that you actually enjoy sitting with him and talking to him, keeping him company while he works 

Will buy you whatever you want, spoils you rotten, gives you his card so you can do your online shopping that you love so much

I find Lucifer really old fashioned, so chivalry would definitely be very much alive with him as your partner

He pulls a chair out for you during dinner time, holds the door open for you, gives you his coat when it’s cold out, HOLDS AN UMBRELLA OVER YOU TO MAKE SURE YOU’RE COMPLETELY DRY WHILE HIS SHOULDER GETS WET (i clearly watch too many kdrams im sorry)

HE WEARS GLASSES WHEN HE DOES PAPER WORK, are you sold that he’s perfect for you yet?

Lucifer is always doing little things for you; whether it be buying you flowers or carrying you to bed if you fall asleep on the couch. HE’S ALWAYS GIVING 100000% for you okay?

Expect many forehead kisses with him, it’s his favorite place to kiss you aside from your lips :p 

Saeyoung (707):

Glasses? Check

Furry animals? He loves cats and would probably kidnap one so you could have a furry friend. Check

Responsible guy?....kinda check? He has a serious job so he can definitely be responsible, but sometimes he just likes to be silly and laid back :) 

Idk, I just think you’d be a really fun match together

He knows what it’s like to feel bad, so he’d always welcome you to cling to him whenever you’re having a bad day and can’t help but cry it out, he’ll always be your shoulder to cry on

Learns how to make stuffed animals so he can surprise you and make you your very own Saeyoung original stuffed animal lol

Struggles with giving you your personal space, but he’ll learn to not be so touchy with you if it truly bothers you or makes you uncomfortable; however, if you’re the first to initiate it, he welcomes it very happily

He admire how kind you are and sometimes feels like he doesn’t deserve you, but regardless he’s too far in now and can’t risk losing you

Also pretty chivalrous in doing little things for you to make you feel special like tying your shoe for you if he notices it's untied, and even placing his hand on the table to make sure you don't bump it if you bend down to pick something up off the floor

He's a great guy, just give him all your love and he'd make sure to love you just as much <3

Mitsuya:

I’m so mad, I match so many people with Mitsuya and it feels like I’m not giving anyone else a chance BUT I CAN’T HELP IT, HE’S SO PERFECT

He’s as responsible and chivalrous as they come

Perfect man, 10/10, would introduce him to your parents, he’s great

Mitsuya loves your sensitive side, but he’s very much attracted to how willing you are to defend anyone that needs it, your tough side coming out to protect another soul…yeah he’s in love

He’s a little jealous of your pillows that you love cuddling instead of him, so when you willingly run into his arms whenever you’re sad, he holds you tight, savoring you in his arms

Your ability to adapt to whoever you’re with is super helpful with him, especially when you’re around some of his friends who can be more rowdy, he’s always keeping an eye on you, thinking you may feel uncomfortable, but you always deal with everything just fine

ALSO I SEEN PICS OF HIM WITH GLASSES ON. AYEE

But really, Mitsuya is just husband material at this point

He goes out of his way all the time to surprise you with little things; whether it be arranging a romantic picnic for you, or waking you up with breakfast in bed whenever you spend the night, you will NEVER, be disappointed with him

EVENT REQUESTS ARE CLOSED

REGULAR REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Posted: 7/24/2023

[buriedinsand9]

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

thirty four

miles morales x hispanic!reader

summary ✧.* you hear a loud crash outside of your window of your apartments fire escape. you find yourself face to face with spiderman, he asks you to help him with his wounds. you help the hero and you feel create sort of connection.

genre ✧.* (strangers to friends to lovers, sorta a low burn ig?)

warnings ✧.* - ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌ the clock reads 10:34 P.M. you sit at 4th period, spanish. you're already fluent in spanish so it isnt much of a task to really study for spanish, or even pay attention really. you zone out looking at the clock, waiting for the hour to go by. you zone back in hearing the teacher talk about her first divorce, her kids blah blah blah... you doodle some animals on your notebook, tired from boredom. you sit there, listening to your thoughts. its been a full week since spiderman was in your room. you think about that pretty often, i mean who wouldnt? your thoughts get interrupted by a voice. "may i go to the bathroom?" your classmate, miles, asks. "en español, miles." the teacher responds, sort of annoyed. "¿puedo ir al baño, porfavor?" he repeats in spanish. she nods, and he gets up to go to the bathroom. you always thought miles was nice to be around. you first met him was for a history project. he was pretty funny and he always knew what to say and what to talk about. you arent exactly friends, but you know each other. you also thought he was kinda cute but we dont need to talk about that today. the bell rings and you start to get up but your teacher calls out your name. "hm?" you say turning around. "i saw you drawing. a ver." she says, her glasses sliding off her nose very slowly. your spanish teacher looks forward to your doodles. she thinks students' doodles are fun and silly and she likes looking at them. you show her todays doodles and she smiles. "mira, these are very good. keep it up." you thank her and walk out her room. you bump into someone- you both quickly apologizing. "sorry sorry- oh its you. hey do you mind waiting for me?" you recognize his voice as miles. "oh uh, yeah sure." you say holding on to your books. he grabs his things pretty swiftly and catches up to you and you both walk out together. you start to talk about your shared classes and that turns into talking about drawing to talking about interests you both have in common. "well this is my next class.. ill see you later miles!" you say waving goodbye at him, him waving back. you watch him walk away. you see him hold onto his side, mumbling a couple of cuss words. hope hes okay. you think. the clock reads 1:34 a.m. you find yourself on the roof of your apartment building. its a cycle, every friday you get back from school, take a nap then wake up at 6, eat, let the hours pass and as soon as it hits midnight you would go up to the roof. spiderman doesnt show up around your area for a while, your camera hasnt seen his face in a while. in the mean time you take pictures of the building nearby, of couples walking on the sidewalk, of cool cars that would drive around, heading to a nearby club. you place your camera down and lay on the blankets you would lay on the roof. you reach for your phone, looking for a lead on what to keep you busy. you hear a distant 'whoosh' sound from behind you. "hello?" you say as sit up to look around and spot whatever made that noise, but theres nothing, no one. you lay back down and decide to ignore it, but a loud crash can be heard from the same place. you stay still, not knowing what to do. a yelp can be heard from the crash. "whos here at one a.m.? well me.." you answer your own thought.

a/n: i had to split it into two parts.. oops part b

[unqompleted]

Suzume Movie Review

ok so where do I start [checking notes aka last night rants on my twitter]. I always want to elaborate my review so it's not just "It's great!" but without spreading spoilers. Now I'm confused haha.

listen to this while reading!!

Visual

Amazing as usual. Not just realistic, the colors are also, how do I put it, pleasant to eyes? Especially the colors in the sky part. Sometimes I caught myself gawking to the screen, it's That Prettyyy :")

Audio

Very suitable is an understatement, idk how to explain audio shjsja. There are some sad scenes that I don't feel any sad (im old ok), but the background song spreads the vibes immensely that I'm ended up tearing up a bit. Definitely added to my daily playlist!

Characters

Suzume and Souta has very different character, but somehow compatible. An adventurous highschooler that could rebelling against her family to do things she wants and a very family-oriented college student that resigned to his fate as the Closer (and eventually the Keystone).

As for the side characters, Tamaki-san is my favorite. She's a hardworker, worrywart but ofc that's understandable. Souta's grandfather is kinda annoying at the hospital scene, but that's reasonable too, mind you he came from different generation from Suzume and Souta's. Their characters are very realistic, Asian parents' brand.

Plot

Disaster happened -> Two strangers meeting -> They fight the calamity together -> Strangers-to-lovers trope. Boring? I saw others review on twitter and they said yes these kind of plot is boring, besides three Makoto Shinkai's movies in a row has the same general plot. BUT NOT FOR MEEE. They are similar but still different in soo many ways.

Compared to the other two (Your Name and Weathering With You), it's the female lead that help the male lead to comeback to mortal world. Suzume's ending is not an open ending, no one forget each other, just they happily ever after. The calamity still exists as long as the world is but they had each other. ROMANCE IS NOT DEAD

Conclusion

SOOOO I love this movie!!!!!!!! I'm never get bored of Makoto Shinkai's strangers-to-lovers story, even if as the older I watch them the more I can't relate with how the leads falling in love with each other in just a week or so. Guess that's a personal thing lol.

Also this review is very biased bcs I was watching at 4DX 2D studio, where my experience must be different from watching at the 2D ones. It cost twice than the usual 2D tix (count it 6 times bcs I paid for my sister and brother's tix hhhhhhH), but hella worth the price!! Highly recommend to watch in 4DX if it's available in your place for the best experience.

omw to the ever-after dimension to ki** the little me

Some unnecessary remarks (MAJOR SPOILERS)

It's so funny when Souta and Suzume got played by Daijin, kinda reminds me of my cats ajksjk DEVILISH FELINE

When Tamaki-san yelled at Suzume at the parking lot... I totally get it. I felt that sometimes towards my cats. Her anger and worry is understandable. I too will yell and shout at my children if they run away from home and can't tell me the reasons and just say "you won't understand it".

ANDD still on Tamaki-san and Suzume's bantering, when Suzume yelling back "That's why it feels suffocating!!", damnnn was it hits so close to home.

I amazed with Suzume's courage when she was trying to hitch-hiking car. I could neverrrr trust strangers :/ (but that's fiction for you ig)

When Suzume kiss the chair LMAOOO I CANTTT

Hospital scene:

Suzume: I'm not scared of die! I'm scared of life without Souta!

Me: damnn so corny *tearing up*

I almost fall from my seat when Suzume climbing the big worm in Tokyo. Watching at 4DX studio and the shaking from the seat is no jokee HAHAHA IM SO EMBARASSED i hope the woman next to me won't remember this 😭😭

[jj-one]

𝑪𝑹𝑨𝒁𝒀, 𝑺𝑻𝑼𝑷𝑰𝑫, 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 🗝️ ⋅˚₊ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

PT 2.

The model life has never crossed your mind but the moment Jungkook laid his eyes on you he knew you were perfect. He was willing to go great lengths to get you on board, even developing a connection with you that could ultimately lead to one of you getting hurt.

── ✧ ˚. ꒰ pairing ꒱ ˒˓ modeling scout!jungkook ˒˓ model!f!reader ˒˓ strangers to enemies to lovers to enemies to lovers again (it's a rollercoaster of emotions fr), jk is in his early 30's and reader is early 20's genre/tags. smut, angst, (some fluff ig), very slow burn, mentions of past trauma, reader lowkey has anger and attachment issues but for good reason, oc has toxic coping skills but is kinda going through it, jk and oc argue a lot, themes of alcohol and some drug usage, mentions of reader crying, unrequited love (both jk and oc think they don't like each other), fingering, masturbation, oral (f receiving), orgasm denial, piv, unprotected sex (noooo !!!), creampie, spitting, choking, rough sex, daddy kink tehe, infidelity words. 17.2k+

i wrote this fic almost a year ago so i rewrote a lot of parts to improve the story ! part 2 will be posted in a few days (it’s already done just need some improvements as well) <3

**old repost from my deleted blog (05/02/23)

You can tell it was going to be a long day today. Things just weren’t going your way this morning, your hair wasn’t cooperating with you, you got a giant coffee stain on your work shirt, and now your best friend cancels on you. Reading her text, you couldn’t help but let out a scoff at her lame excuse this time—

‘I’m so sorry y/n but I won’t be able to go out tonight, been getting swamped with so much work!!’

Sigh, yet again she cancels on you, it never fails. You love your best friend Sakura dearly but she can be extremely flaky. You let so much shit slide when it comes to her but if someone else dared to do the same thing you wouldn’t hesitate to cut them off in a heartbeat. Sakura has always been your day 1, she stuck by your side when you had literally no one. In elementary school the kids were vicious, they’d pick on anyone who was remotely different and you were an easy target for them since you were considered the “loner kid”. Sakura defended you when she saw a group of three girls trying to gang up on you and told them all to go kindly fuck off. After that moment, you and Sakura were conjoined by the hip— until you weren’t anymore.

You finally reply to Sakura’s text just saying it was okay and that you guys can go out another time. Now you had to figure out what you wanted to do tonight after getting off work… The original plan was to go to a nightclub with Sakura but since that idea is scrapped you think of other friends you could talk to. Texting a couple friends, you ask what they’re all up to tonight, hoping that at least one person is willing to go out with you. One of your friends, Mina, texted you almost straight away, she was down to go out so you both end up coordinating plans. You couldn’t wait for your shift to be over and to clock out of work, it was such a slow day at the store so you kept pulling your phone out to pass the time. The rustling sound of wind chimes bellow through the front entrance as you see a distant figure disappear off into the aisles. You put your phone away so that you can pay attention to the customer who came inside, waiting for any little interaction to free you from your boredom.

Resting your arm on the counter, you scan around the store to check where the customer had went. It was super dead inside the place but you couldn’t see where they might’ve gone. Looking from the corner of your eye, you see someone approach you from seemingly out of nowhere— leaving you in a state of bewilderment as you saw the man in front of you. It legitimately felt as if you were hallucinating for a second; this man was your ideal type from head to toe. His tall stature easily towered over yours, midnight black strands covered his eyes a bit, and the heavy amount of colorful ink adorning his arm was a huge turn on for you. You were practically fucking the man with your eyes and totally didn’t notice a thing he was saying to you.

“So, what do you say huh?” The man asks with an enthusiastic look, awaiting your prompt response.

You snap out of your trance and come back to earth once again. Now realizing that you have no idea what this man was asking you and feeling embarrassed that you’ll have to ask again.

“I’m sorry but I didn’t quite get you the first time,” you told him sincerely, hoping he wouldn’t be too frustrated with you.

He chuckles, “There’s no one else around, how could you not have heard me?” Clearing his throat some more before continuing, “I was asking if you’ve ever done modeling before.”

You look at the mysterious man confused, you’ve never done an ounce of modeling before so you tell him you haven’t. He looks surprised by this but doesn’t get discouraged by it, “Well, you have the perfect face for modeling, you have a unique look and it’s perfect for my new campaign shoot, would you be interested?”

You ponder with the idea in your head for a bit, could this man actually be serious right now? Honestly, you couldn’t believe someone as pretty as him would even notice you, yet and so willing to scout you to model while you’re working. You decide to ask him more about modeling and what his campaign is all about, his face lit up immediately hearing you show the slightest bit of interest.

“It’s going to be my biggest campaign yet, I work with high-end fashion brands and top designers from all over the world,” He goes on, “I run my own modeling agency so whenever I see someone with a unique look such as you, I have to say something.”

You could feel your face burning hotter from his flattering compliment, getting a slight ego boost by all this. You think about this whole modeling thing, would it really be for you? You’ve never tried it so it doesn’t hurt to at least experience it. You aren’t exactly confident that you’ll be a good model but he seems serious about his line of work and it feels like you can trust him already.

“You never answered my question yet, are you in or out?” He asks, interrupting your deep line of thought.

It was hard not to keep zoning out during the conversation, as much you wanted to take him up on his offer you were far too busy with work and already dealing with enough in your life. You had a lot on your plate at the moment, your current living situation is a bit up in the air right now since you’re struggling to pay rent. You asked your landlord to give you an extension for your half since your job has been giving you less hours lately, your money troubles have been putting a strain on your life since you got this new apartment. The man could tell you were having some reluctant thoughts on this whole thing so he did his best to sweeten the deal for you.

“Look, I know this is super random but just give it a try? You have the exact look that I need for this campaign and I’ll pay you really well,” He further explains. “Not to brag or anything but I take good care of all my models, I’d never let them struggle especially someone like you.”

That was pretty much all it took for you to consider it, telling him that you’ll think about it and you’ve never had any prior kind of experience with this, he assures you that everything will be just fine. Hearing the soft melody of wind chimes coming from the door again, you finally see a new customer walk in as they browse around. The man who was still standing in front of you now has a huge grin etched on his face as he thanks you for considering to model for him. He tells you how much you won’t regret it if you do it and that he’ll turn you into a ‘star’. You feel like he was exaggerating a bit with that last line but if he works with major international fashion brands and designers, there’s a chance your career could grow. Before the man leaves he asks you for a pack of Marlboros, puts a cigarette in his mouth and shoves everything else in the pockets of his jeans.

“Oh- my name’s Jeon Jungkook by the way,” He says as he brings his hand out towards you, you gave his hand a friendly shake.

“Y/n, nice to meet you.” As you both finally properly introduce yourselves, the new customer that came in was now heading towards the register. Before Jungkook gets ready to leave, he gives you his business card with his phone number on it. You held the thick card stock material in your hand and shoved it in your back pocket when the customer comes up to put their things on the counter.

“It was nice meeting you y/n, I hope to see you around.” Jungkook says as he walks out. You watch him from afar as he heads to his car, he leans on the side of it and lights the cigarette from his mouth. You watch as he takes long drags from it and blows out the smoke, he looked like one of those 70’s bad boy greasers that your mom would definitely warn you about.

“Excuse me miss is everything okay?” The customer asks. You zoned out yet again and feel embarrassed about looking at Jungkook for too long. Your mind switches back to reality now, you’re still just a normal convenience store worker at the moment but soon you could be something even more. You never saw yourself as being something special but the fact someone like Jungkook saw that quality in you made you question your abilities. Maybe you shouldn’t doubt yourself after all.

You were finally able to clock out of work and you felt utterly exhausted, barely getting any sleep last night from all the stress that’s been eating you up from the inside. You drive back home and head up the stairs of the old brownstone apartment building you live in. Once you get inside you check your mailbox and see a plethora of bills and notices that you have yet to acknowledge. It hit you at that moment that you were a starving 20-something year old who doesn’t have anything planned out for themselves, you never pictured yourself living like this. In order not to have a complete breakdown right at this very second, you take deep inhales as you try and calm your nerves, then your phone vibrates to alert that you got a new message. You check the notification and see it’s from your friend Mina, asking if you were still on for tonight. You reply telling her yes while finally heading inside your apartment. You knew you shouldn’t be going out right now but it’s the only thing that’ll get your mind off your problems. Your only way of coping is to numb the pain and just not think about it.

Walking into your apartment you hear loud music blaring from the corner of the hallway, rolling your eyes since you know it’s one of your roommates. You had three roommates and none of them were your friends, you found this place super last minute when trying to move out of your toxic parent’s house. You got into one of the worst altercations with your mom one night that it almost got physical, she got angry with you for coming home past 3 am and partied all the time with Sakura. You often rebelled when you were a teenager and your religious mother was not having it one bit. She would constantly degrade you and break you down until you felt like nothing, she was the reason you are what you are today. You broke off all contact with your mom and eventually your dad too since he enabled her abusive actions most of the time, your two most important people treated you as though you were a burden to them. You couldn’t shake the fact that your parents were so willing to kick you out of their home, their own daughter they raised and were supposed to “love”. Although you’re glad you were able to escape from your toxic parents without too many repercussions, you were now dealing with a new, different kind of stress— adulting.

You grab a snack from the pantry and head to your room, putting some headphones in to drown the noise of your roommates annoyingly loud music. You text your friend Mina to let her know that you’ll be getting ready soon and that you’ll pick her up around 10. Mina texts you that she found somewhere else to go to instead of clubbing tonight, telling you all about this ‘exclusive party’ that’s happening, you had to be on their VIP list in order to get in and Mina knew someone who was on the list. She said as long as you tell the bouncer a name they know, they’re more than likely to let you in. You weren’t too keen on this idea since it seemed a bit risky to you but Mina really wanted to go to this event. You finally oblige to her wishes and tell her you’ll be ready to come pick her up soon once you get dressed. Since you weren’t going clubbing anymore you needed to actually put some thought into your outfit for this party, you had no idea what to expect but you put on one of your most expensive dresses and pair of heels, doing a little twirl in the mirror as you check yourself out. You decided not to do too much so you opted for a natural makeup look, you always hated being the center of attention, especially when you’re around people you barely know.

Once you’re fully satisfied with your look, you grab your clutch and head out the door. You got in your car and head over to Mina’s place, as you’re driving you replay the encounter with Jungkook from earlier. It was hard to fathom all at once, still having difficulty believing someone like him would want to even scout you. You never inherently saw yourself as being “model material”, yet here you are getting asked at your normal day job to become one. It felt surreal and you weren’t sure what to think of everything. You contemplated texting Jungkook soon as you got home but what would you even say? His business card that he gave you still resided in the back pocket of your jeans when you threw them on the floor. You think to yourself that you’ll text him tomorrow, you just really needed some time to evaluate and clearly think it over.

You arrive at Mina’s and text her you’re outside waiting for her, she almost instantly comes out and see her wearing the cutest outfit. You complimented her skirt when she got into the car and she thanked you with a toothy smile. Mina gives you the address of the party and puts it in your GPS since you suck with being given directions. You began driving and turn on some music to hype yourselves up before arriving. Mina raves about how exciting this will be since she’s heard there’s going to be several high profile people attending this party.

“I heard there’s gonna be a CEO there, a couple fashion designers, and dozens of hot models will be there!” She exclaims like a boy crazy teen. You weren’t too thrilled on meeting loads of people tonight, you were just hoping that you can get drunk and just forget about all your problems.

“That’s cool I guess,” you say nonchalantly. Although you would like for a guy to swoop in and take all your worries away in a drop of a hat, you knew you probably wouldn’t get that lucky tonight.

As you turn the corner and head down the street where the party’s at, you notice how enormous all of the houses were. Almost every single one of the houses looked like celebrity mansions; one of them even had a large in-ground pool with not one, not two, but three damn water slides. You felt severely out of place even driving through this neck of the woods, turning up slightly into a large driveway with a bunch of other vehicles parked. You stop the car and examine the home in front of you, it could’ve been mistaken as a Victorian castle. In awe of it’s gothic architecture, pale brick walls, and pointed arches; it was venerable yet exudes such extravagance. You felt as though you’d just shifted to some other alternate universe.

Mina takes your hand in hers as she leads the way inside, you were nervous and still unsure if you’d be able to get in or not. Mina walks up to the bouncer in front of the door confidently, he was wearing sunglasses and a black tuxedo, looking like one of those stereotypical bouncer douchebags.

“Name?” The bouncer asks patronizingly, something in your gut can already tell this guy was going to be a major asshole.

“My name’s Mina, I’m not on the list but I’m close friends with Kai and he’s already in there waiting for me!” She explains as she looks around to get a peek who’s inside.

“Alright, you’re free to go.” The bouncer says, opening the door for entry inside. You couldn’t believe it actually worked. Mina walks in front of you and steps inside, she turns around to face you but as you step towards the door the bouncer blocks you from taking any further step.

“Sorry I’m only letting her in.”

You were beyond pissed now, not only were you the one that drove all the way here but you were the one that didn’t even want to come to this dumb party! You scoff as you look in his direction, “Why am I not allowed in? I’m with her!” You exclaim, trying to push past him but he grabs your arm in the process.

“Do you know anyone?” He was speaking to you in the utmost condescending way, you were about to give this jerk a real piece of your mind.

“Listen asshole, how about you shove that ugly smirk off your face before I give you a reason to be angry? This party looks fucking whack anyway,” you express in sheer disgust, “also, get your filthy hands off of me!” You swat his hand away from your arm as you take a step back from him.

Mina was watching this whole encounter but had no idea what to do or say, at this point you didn’t even care about being here anymore. Mina tries one more time to plead with the bouncer but he wasn’t having it, you were just so frustrated that you decide to head back home. Mina shouts after you to come back but you refuse to listen, that douche made up his mind and he wasn’t changing it for anyone. As you walk down the huge driveway, your car was all the way down towards the end and you see another car pull up. You notice that car looked awfully familiar as it wasn’t a car you saw everyday— an Audi convertible sporting a dark blue color. Looking to see who gets out of the car, it was none other than the man whom you met from earlier; Jungkook.

You were a little shocked to see him here but at the same time this was definitely somewhere he would be. You watched him the entire time— he was wearing an all black outfit with studded boots and a leather jacket, always looking so badass without even trying. You could drool all day just looking at his fine self. He mystified you in so many ways, you knew nothing of this guy but he looked influential. He definitely looked like someone you’d want to be connected with in your life, his aura oozed wealth and prestige. As you watch Jungkook from the other side of the driveway, you see another figure running towards you.

“Y/n! Y/n!” Was all you heard, your friend Mina kept shouting as she came towards you sprinting, “oh thank God you didn’t leave yet.” She says coming up to you with glossy eyes.

“I talked to my friend Kai and he said they’ll let you in now, the bouncer was just being a jerk for no reason I’m sorry about that,” she looks at you with pleading eyes for you to change your mind but it’s already been made up. This whole day has been nothing but shit for you and you were highly done with everything right now.

“Thanks Mina, but I really don’t care anymore.” You bluntly reply, it’s obvious that Mina’s friend was only letting you in out of pity and he just wanted to make her happy, this was never about you to begin with.

“Please y/n, I don’t want to be here without you,” she pouts while holding onto your hand, as much as she tries to reassure you that everything will be okay you know that’s it not.

“I just really need to get out of here Mina, I’m sorry…” you attempt to pull away from her. As much as you didn’t want to go back home, you also didn’t want to be somewhere you weren’t welcomed.

“No way, is that you y/n?” You hear a man’s voice come from behind you, you knew that voice all too well. You turn around to see Jungkook now walking towards you and Mina. You felt frozen in place as you were now face to face with him again, you still couldn’t get over how good he looked.

“Oh hi again Jungkook..” you felt a little awkward right now since Mina had no idea who this was, she assumed you didn’t know anyone that would be here.

“You girls heading inside? I was just about to go in when I saw you, I wasn’t planning to be here but thought I’d stop by since a few of my colleagues texted me the address.”

“Actually we were just about to leave, that bouncer is a complete asswipe!” You express with anger, crossing your arms as you recount that shitty ordeal.

Jungkook looks at you as if you’ve gone crazy, “who Stanley? Oh he’s no one! If he tries giving you a hard time just let me talk to him.”

The fact that he called him by his name was enough for you to assume that he might actually have more authority in this situation. You huff and finally agree on going back in there, you swear if that guy says one more thing to you you’re going to end up in jail tonight.

“Don’t worry y/n, you’re in good hands now,” Jungkook brings his hand to the small of your back, your dress was backless and he came in contact with your bare skin. His minor touch sent the slightest chills down your spine as he rubs your back in an affable manner. You felt more at ease with Jungkook being here for some reason even though you just met him several hours ago. As the three of you walk up to the house, you see the bouncer again with the same smug look on his face. Not going to lie you were kind of triggered from what just happened and you were in a pretty fragile state, anything could set you off at the point. Jungkook speaks first and talks to the bouncer, Stanley. He makes a small joke with him and he chuckles a bit, this was the first time you’ve ever seen that guy show any real emotion. He lets Jungkook inside with zero hesitation and allows Mina to step in but once you try and enter he puts his arm in front again. You were about to lose your fucking mind.

“Excuse me Miss, I already talked to you before, I’m not letting you in,” he says, starting to get louder so the partygoers can hear him now. You knew he was doing this to try and embarrass you and you’ve had enough. Just as you were about to tell this guy off for the umpteenth time, Jungkook goes up to him.

“She knows me, she’s one of my models,” he tells Stanley, your eyes grew wide when he said that. You haven’t even told him if you were going to do it yet here is answering the question for you.

“Oh.. my apologies sir,” the bouncer looked visibly nervous by Jungkook now, he knew he just fucked up big time.

“Yeah, next time don’t be such a prick to my models, you’re supposed to treat them all with dignity and respect. I’ll have to tell Don about this, unacceptable.” Jungkook walks past him and he looks terrified. You laugh at how the roles switched now and you flip the bouncer off as you finally make it inside. The living room was gigantic, all of the furniture was over the top and gaudy looking, the couch was a solid gold color and you wouldn’t be surprised if it was actually made of real gold. You never stepped foot in a place like this, seeing everyone all dressed up, a broad mix of people that looked like they came from all different walks of life. You were so intrigued by the way everyone interacted, how they looked so elegant— so expensive.

“Sooo, you weren’t going to tell me you knew someone here y/n? You’re also a model now, what the hell? Tell me what’s going on!” Mina starts prying you with a million questions that you barely had any of the answers to.

“I- uh- actually it’s not really what you think,” you try nervously explaining, “it’s a long story, actually not really but… yeah.” God, you suck at trying to express yourself.

“Look if you wanna model that’s fine, I’ll support you 100% but that guy… are you seeing him? He was fucking gorgeous!” Her interest piques as she mentions Jungkook, of course she’d want to know more on that.

“No! I literally just met him today, it’s not like that at all-“ you attempt to say but your words are prematurely cut off.

“Today?! When’d you have time to meet a sexy man like that? Does he have any brothers? Asking for a friend..”

“He came into my job and asked me if I wanted to model for his agency...” as you kept talking about the whole modeling thing with Mina you can’t help but think about your best friend Sakura. She should’ve been the first person you told about this, she would be more than excited and happy to hear all this right now. You couldn’t wait to update her on everything that’s happened and tomorrow was right around the corner. Jungkook comes back to you and hands you a shot glass with brown liquor.

“I don’t really like dark liquor…” you say to him as you hand the glass back to him, unwilling to drink it.

He looked deeply offended by your action. “This is not just your average run-of-the-mill alcohol love, this is vintage 2004 Veuve Clicquot imported directly from France, just try it.”

You take the glass back from him and took a swig. The taste was quite delicate, it was light, airy, and went straight through you like water. You swing your head back as you drank the rest and wiped the excess liquid from the side of your mouth, admitting to him that you thought it was pretty good— he tells you he already knows but wanted you to see it for yourself. You took a couple more shots of the same liquor and it didn’t take much for you to start already feeling a little tipsy. You were now sitting on the balcony with Jungkook, your friend Mina was with Kai and she was probably going to end up leaving with him tonight. You look down from the balcony, watching cars pass by as you feel your body temperature grow hotter from all the alcohol you consumed. Turning over to look at Jungkook now, he’s seated across from you, placing a cigarette between his lips, and hovering his hand over it to block the subtle wind as he lights the end.

“You know smoking is bad for your health, right?” You giggle to yourself as you tease him, knowing he’s probably heard that a million times but you wanted to say it anyway.

“Ever heard of minding your own business?” He says after he exhales. A cloud of smoke starts to linger towards you now and you tried to stifle a cough but ultimately failed due to the lethargic odor.

“I could die from secondhand smoke y’know!” You yell, dramatically wafting it away. You’ve always hated cigarettes, both of your parents smoked and it was starting to give you flashbacks from when they’d literally smoke around you when you were a child.

“It’s not like there’s any small kids around,” he shrugs his shoulders and takes another drag from it, “you’ll be fine!”

You roll your eyes, you didn’t feel like ranting about your messed up home life when you were younger so you let it go. For some reason you don’t feel turned off by Jungkook smoking, usually that would be a huge dealbreaker for you. You change the subject with something more lighthearted, “so.. tell me more about your modeling agency.”

Jungkook finishes his cigarette, crushes it and flicks it off the railing of the balcony, “well, in a nutshell I basically scout and manage all my models, set up all their gigs, put everyone on my payroll, and always have to plan everything ahead… If things don’t go my way I get real mad.”

You knew he was somewhat a notable guy but you didn’t know he did all of this. You were impressed by the way he spoke about his line of work, how much time and effort he puts into all of it, you knew you were in good hands if you do end up working for him. Jungkook further explains the ins and outs of modeling, all the hardships he’s had to face in order to make a name for himself.

“It’s a cutthroat industry, you either take risks and show them what you’re made of or sit back in the sidelines and pray for a chance,” he says, “I’m not one of those people who waits around for what they want.”

You can tell he practices everything he preaches, he was so persistent when you weren’t sure of modeling but he made you feel more at ease about the idea, he was the perfect businessman. Whatever Jungkook wants, Jungkook gets.

As you continue talking more with him through the night, he starts asking you more personal questions. He asked if you go to school or have other hobbies you like. You tell him that you were a college drop out, you couldn’t afford to pay the tuition fees and your parents were making your life a living hell. Deciding to drink a bit more later on, you soon became so intoxicated that you were willing to overshare entirely too much with him. You were in such a fragile state that you ended up sobbing in Jungkook’s arms due to all the memories of your shitty life coming back to you, living in a real life nightmare. Jungkook held you in his embrace as you let the water works continue, you were such a mess right now but Jungkook was here to listen to your problems without you feeling any guilt about it. He pat your back and gave you a couple “there, there, it’s okay” and “it’ll be alright, just calm down” before you finally stopped yourself from sobbing so much. Your breath hitched as you feel your chest weigh heavy from all the crying you just did, you were drunk, sad, and now a little hungry for some reason..?

You bring your head up from the comfort of Jungkook’s chest and wipe your tears away quickly, “s-sorry about that, I just really needed a shoulder to cry on today…”

“It’s alright y/n, I’m here for you to make sure you’re okay,” he brushes some hair out of your face so he can look at you better, “you’re too pretty to be crying like this, a woman as beautiful as you should never have to suffer in life.”

You shook your head, “I must not be beautiful then, if I was then I wouldn’t be feeling so broken right now…”

“That’s not true, even the most gorgeous souls go through many tribulations in life, it’s what we do after those moments that are most viable. Even when you’re at your lowest, it’s those intense highs that make life worth living all over again.” Jungkook always spoke wisely, you know he’s definitely been through some shit to be able to give such good, eye-opening advice.

“You’re really wise Jungkook,” you say to him, “I aspire to be like you when I grow up.”

“Oh jeez don’t say that, you’re gonna make me feel old..”

That’s when you realize you never quite knew his age, you never thought to ask but it does seem pretty important to know.

“How old are you by the way?” You bluntly ask, you probably offended him by asking like that outright but you didn’t really care.

“Take a guess..?” He decides to play the long game and chose not to answer right away.

You hate when guys do this to you because you never know what to say incase they get salty over your answer.

“25?” Jungkook bursts out laughing at that answer, he looks at you as if you had three heads attached to your body.

“Wow, really? I’m flattered you think that, I haven’t been 25 in almost a decade,” he says with a big grin plastered on his face. You probably made his day by making that comment. You were surprised to hear him say that though, a decade? Christ, this man could possibly be old enough to be your father.

“So you’re like what, 33 or 34?” You ask.

“I’m 32,” he answers casually, “don’t be intimidated by my age love, I’ve been with many girls your age already.”

You playfully hit his arm and tell him how a comment like that was inappropriate. “You shouldn’t be talking to one of your future models that way!” Expressing in a joking manner.

He chuckles at you and sways his hand, “oh please, you’d be surprised how many girls ask to be one of my models, I’ve gotten hundreds of DM’s from all over.”

You were puzzled by how he has tons of willing models wanting to be a part of his agency yet here is hanging out with a random girl who works at a convenience store and barely paying their bills on time.

“Why do you want me then?” You blurt out. Instantly regretting the way you worded that, practically setting yourself up for the worst response.

“Huh? What do you mean?” He raises an eyebrow, “I just want you to be one of my models and nothing more, you’re a very cute girl y/n but I have other priorities to worry about.”

You felt like someone punched you in the gut, what he said actually offended you to some degree. You know you shouldn’t be upset that this man who is clearly much older than you and has way more on his plate wouldn’t give you the time of day. You rephrase yourself, “What I meant to say was why you were so desperate for me to sign with your agency in the first place,” you continue your little speech “and furthermore, I wasn’t asking for you to try and get with me I’m not one of those dumb, easy girls that you can just get into bed with!” You know you probably upset him by what you were saying but quite frankly you don’t give a flying fuck. Not even less than an hour ago were you just crying into this man’s arms and now he’s acting like somewhat of a jerk to you. What happened to what he said earlier about not making beautiful women suffer? Guess that was all a lie too.

You were so done with him at this point you get up to leave from the balcony but your limbs went pliant and your face grew flushed from all the alcohol. You try to drunkenly stumble your way from him but Jungkook held your arms in his grasp tightly.

“You’re way too drunk to be walking alone right now, those guys will tear you to shreds in there,” he warns, bringing you back down to the chair but you swat him away and tell him to stop trying to be ‘nice’ to you.

“You can cut the act now Jungkook. You’re so fucking fake, pretending to care when you never did the whole time, you’re just like everyone else!” You shout while slurring your words a bit, getting up again to leave but he grabs you yet again.

“Don’t fucking touch me!” You nudge your arm away from him and try getting him off you but it isn’t working much. Jungkook was much stronger than you physically, all he had to do was pin your arms down so you couldn’t go anywhere. Since you were in a very much messy, drunken state you weren’t thinking rationally, all you wanted to do was get away from him. You were angry at the whole world right now and Jungkook was the person you wanted to take it all out on.

“Stop trying to fight with me y/n, it’s not going to work,” he says while still having your arms pinned to your sides, “I’ve dealt with bratty girls like you before, this is nothing to me.”

“You’re nothing,” you rudely spat back at him, “I never want to see you again.”

He deeply sighs, “I think you’re just very drunk right now and you’re just mad I told you straight up how I felt.”

You knew he was right but you were selfish, stubborn, and wanted nothing to do with him anymore. You’re surprised he’s even tolerating you for this long, he must not be fully done with your bratty attitude.

“I’m going home!” Was all you said, attempting to wriggle your way out of Jungkook’s tight hold but he wasn’t letting up, “what the fuck let me go already!” You were starting to grow increasingly impatient with him.

“No,” he simply says.

“No? What do you mean no? Let me fucking go you idiot!” You weren’t having any of his shenanigans, you wanted him to release you right this instant.

“Do you see yourself right now? If I let you out into the world you’ll end up setting the entire earth ablaze,” he voices with genuine worry, “I’m going to drive you home and you’re going to leave your car here, I’ll bring it to you in the morning so you’ll have it for work.”

“I thought I told you I never wanted to see your face again,” you hiss, “I mean it too.”

He rolls his eyes at your non-intimidating threat, “I’ve heard that one before many times sweetheart, they always come back in the end I promise.”

You were losing this battle by a landslide, every insult you made towards him he had a rebuttal for it, he wasn’t the type to let you just sit there and say whatever about him. You huff as you come to terms with the idea of Jungkook taking you home. You wanted so desperately to tell him off, you wanted to walk away with your pride but he would just come back ten times harder. Jungkook leads the way for you both and you hold onto his arm, you saw some people over in the corner doing lines of coke and you gasped.

“That’s typical everyday stuff in the modeling industry, get used to it babe.” He says as he walks past them, not even batting an eye. The fact he still thinks you’re going to model for him was absurd to you, you never told him a yes or no and he’s just already speaking it into existence. As you walk out and head to his car you feel the cool breeze of the night air brush against your skin, looking up as you’re still holding onto him, his eyes hung low and he looked so tired right now. You wonder what’s on his mind at the moment.

Jungkook opens his car door for you and you get inside, plopping down on the leather seat and passing out almost instantly. Jungkook stares at you for a while to make sure you were okay and still breathing, it looked as if you had dropped dead as soon as you got in. He could tell that you were just very drunk and he proceeds to drive you home while you’re asleep in the passenger side, checking up on you from time to time. You don’t remember anything that happened after you got into his car but he made sure you got home safely and was able to figure out which key was for your apartment door. He left without saying a word and just drove off into the night.

When you woke up you were so confused to find yourself tucked in bed, looking around to see if anyone else was in your room but it was vacant. You still had your dress on from last night and the hair clips you wore has now been scattered all over the bed. You check your phone to see if you had any missed texts or calls and you had a few from Sakura and Mina. Sakura texted you asking if everything was okay and if you ended up doing anything last night while Mina asked if you hooked up with the hot guy from yesterday. You answer them both as you check the time. It was 10:30 am, you were an hour and thirty minutes late for work…

You instantly jump up from your bed, brush your teeth, change into your work clothes, and get in your car. You couldn’t believe Jungkook actually remembered to bring you your car in the morning and he never told you. You were just happy you had your car, practically speeding to get to work. When you finally get to work you head inside to see a ton of customers, looking to see who was at the register, it was your manager. You knew you were about to be in deep shit for being late. Once you get yourself together in the bathroom to prepare yourself for potentially getting fired, you head over to the register.

“Where were you this morning y/n?” Your manager asks harshly.

“I had to take care of some family stuff I’m so sorry I should’ve-“

“Well communicate that with me next time! I’ve had enough of your lazy, good for nothing ass and you’re one more no-call-no-show away from getting let go!” You could tell that your manager was getting fed up with your shit. Deep down though, you didn’t really care because at the end of day it’s just a convenience store. This was not your dream job, this was nothing you wanted, you knew you deserved more in life than this mind decaying job.

“You know what? Fuck you, I’m done.” You say to your manager, storming off with the little bit of dignity you had left.

You were so over people telling you what to do, you wanted to do something for yourself for a change. Your manager tried pleading with you to change your mind but you were settled, you were done tolerating everything. Grabbing all your things and heading back home, you blasted your favorite music and just let the the road do the talking. You felt so powerful by what you just did, you don’t care if that was the only job you had because now you have a new option. You were still thinking about doing modeling and the business card was still sitting in your back pocket. You arrive back home and as you walk up the steps you see a note on your door, it was an eviction notice— addressed directly to you. The note read that if you didn’t pay your past three months worth of rent you’ll be evicted by the end of the month. You wanted to fall to your knees and sob. Just as you thought you were finally doing something good for yourself, the universe brings something else to make it even worse. You didn’t know what to do in this moment but call your best friend Sakura, you couldn’t stop crying, barely able to get a coherent sentence out.

“They’re trying to get rid of me!” You exclaim to her, “they want me homeless and out on the street, this should be illegal Kura!”

“I mean.. you haven’t been the best at paying your rent on time y/n, I think it’s time for you to take some accountability here..”

Your ears couldn’t process what you were hearing, feeling utterly dumbfounded by her comment. “Accountability? What do you know about that? You’re the least accountable person I know!”

She scoffs, “actually, that’s you y/n.”

You went quiet for a second, of all people right now talking about taking “accountability” you couldn’t believe it was her saying it. All the times you’d ask to hang out and she’d give you those lame excuses time after time, you never pressed the issue yet here she is going on and on about accountability and taking responsibility for your actions.

“You’re such a hypocrite Sakura, I feel stupid that I even bothered reaching out to you, you are absolutely no help!” You hang up on her before she could speak and go inside your apartment. You walk in and see two out of three of your roommates sitting at the dining table talking, you see them glance over at you and you wanted to ask them what they were staring at but you’ve reached your limit with confronting people. The best way to deal with anything has always been pushing it away or yelling/arguing for you, it’s how you’ve been raised to handle your emotions.

You let out a sigh as you sat on your bed, there were a million things racing through your mind right now but you had no clue how to organize it all. You wanted to resort to just throwing everything everywhere but that would only cause even more distress to you once your fit of rage is over. You look down at your floor and see those pants you wore yesterday from work and pick them up, looking in your back pockets to find the little 3.5” x 2.0” card in the right one. As you stared at Jungkook’s number on the card you skim the tiny words to see if you can find more info, that’s when you find an address on the back of the card. You weren’t sure who’s address it was but you assumed it was probably the building to his modeling agency. You contemplate back and forth in your mind if this is really something worth doing. You really didn’t have any other options, you were now jobless, completely broke, and about to be evicted by the end of the month. You knew it was now or never and you didn’t have much left to lose.

You drive to the address that was on the business card, you had no idea where you were going but you knew you were probably in the right direction when you came to a gated community. You stopped at the gate and got out the car, you weren’t sure how you were going to get in and but you were going to find a way. You look around to see if anyone was coming and you don’t see anybody, you thought of maybe climbing the gate but the top was pretty sharp and pointy so you knew that probably wasn’t the best idea. You stand around for a bit, puzzled on what your next move should be considering you never had a plan to begin with. You hear another car come up behind you towards the gate, stopping as they see you standing their way.

“Hey quit blocking the gate, I need to be let in!” The person shouts out from their car window, that’s when you came with the perfect plan. You head back to your car as normal and let the person behind you go first, once they entered the code to let them through the gate you quickly followed after. You were finally in, now all you had to do was find Jungkook. You look for the number ‘3435’ on any door you could find, finally stumbling upon the right one. The place was a residential building and didn’t look like it could be a studio but you give it a shot anyway. You ring the doorbell and wait patiently for someone to answer, after a minute passes you start to grow weary of the place. You were getting desperate now, you needed to know if Jungkook was in there. You look through the large windows trying to make out what you see but you don’t see anyone inside. You knock on the window to see if anyone would hear it, absolutely nothing. You weren’t going to give up just yet though.

You start pounding on the door, knocking ferociously as you repeatedly shout Jungkook’s name, being a total nuisance at this point. You keep pounding heavily onto the door, pleading for someone to answer, you don’t know how long you’ve been here for but it feels like forever. You were about to turn and leave but then you hear a lock click from the inside. You see who opens the door and it was none other than Jungkook. You immediately run to him and try to hug him but he takes a step back.

“Y/n… what are you doing here?” He says in almost an unnerving way. You don’t know what’s going on with him but he looked really on edge for some reason.

“I’ll do it,” you tell him “I’ll model for you.”

“I mean I’m glad to hear that but did you really have to come to my home to tell me that? How’d you even get in here?!”

“Don’t worry about, I’m now unemployed so I have all the free time to do whatever you want with me now!” You shrug off the fact that you pretty much showed up to his house unannounced, not seeing anything wrong with your odd behavior.

Jungkook smirks at that, “aw, you quit for me? That’s dedication right there.”

“I didn’t quit for you, I quit for myself.” You were quick to clarify.

“Well good, that fucking shack didn’t deserve you anyway.” You laughed at his comment, you wonder if he’s ever had to work a normal 9-5 job in his life.

“So this is where you do your business at? In the comfort of your home?” You ask him.

“No, the corporate building is at a different location and I also have 2 other studios elsewhere.”

You didn’t know he was that well off that he was able to have so many different locations of work, you were amazed at all of his achievements. You continue asking more about his job but he doesn’t seem very interested in talking about it right now. He keeps looking away at you almost as if he’s expecting something.

“Look y/n, now really isn’t a good time to be talking, I’m quite busy.” Jungkook admits while looking around at everything but you.

“Oh really? I was hoping we could talk a bit more…” you frown, looking at the ground by his dismissive attitude.

“I thought you never wanted to see my face again y/n.”

That’s when it hit you, the memories from last night came flooding back to you. Going from sobbing in Jungkook’s arms to cursing him out and belittling him all in one night. As much as you wished you had no recollection of it all, you did. You knew how immature you acted out and you needed to save face quickly.

“Look, I’m sorry Jungkook, I was drunk and didn’t mean to hurt you-“

“You didn’t hurt me at all, you were only hurting yourself by acting like a complete fool.”

You wanted to retaliate back at him but you knew you couldn’t. You knew you were the one in the wrong but admitting it was one thing.

“Can we just pretend like that never happened?” You try bargaining with him in a hopeful tone, “just let bygones be bygones.”

“Sure, I guess.” He shrugs, not really putting much energy into the conversation as you are.

“Why are you acting like this?” You start to pout and begin whining like the brat you are.

“Oh for the love God y/n, can’t you see how you act?” He breaks out of his stoic character momentarily, “you’re too hot and cold for me, it drives me insane.”

“I drive you insane?” You playfully point out his choice of words, you are the most unserious, insufferable person ever.

“Not like that…”

You were yet again offended by his little comment. Every time you think Jungkook might be into you he says something to immediately reverse it. You know he’s much older than you and he’s dealt with younger girls like you, all you girls do is give him headaches. You don’t say anything and just tell him that you’re leaving. He asks where you’re going since you don’t have a job anymore and you said were going home. Jungkook watches as you walk away and sighs heavily, closing the door once you were let out of his sight.

Your first modeling gig was today. Jungkook was thrilled to bring you on board with his team, everyone welcomed you with open arms and seemed very nice so far. Jungkook texted you the details of where the shoot will be and what to do once you got there. He took his job very serious and became a completely different person, making sure everything was in order, if it wasn’t— there’d surely be hell to pay.

“Where the hell is Yoon? She should’ve been here hours ago!” Jungkook shouts frustratedly, he was helping the photographer set up for the shoot and you were sitting in a folding chair getting your makeup done. It felt weird having someone else do your makeup and dress you up for you. You felt like a human doll, just there to sit still, look pretty, and nothing more. Your makeup artist was super sweet and kept asking you questions here and there, you’d chat with them while looking over at Jungkook from the corner of your eye. He instructs the staff to arrange the props on the set, fully immersed in his work.

“Yoon’s here boss!” One of the staff calls out to Jungkook, you can see a weight visibly lift from his shoulders as he takes a breath of relief.

“Oh thank God, I can’t believe she’d do this to me!” He leaves the studio for a second to go talk to one of his models.

You were finally done with your makeup and hair but now it was time for them to style you. You weren’t sure what they’d be putting you in since you don’t know much about designer brands. The stylist comes up to you and introduces himself, “Hi, you must be y/n, I’m Yeonjun your personal stylist!” He takes his hand out for you to shake and you grab it.

“Nice to meet you Yeonjun!” You examine his outfit and he looked so expensive from head to toe. The plaid trench coat he was wearing looked like it costs more than your lifetime, you were dealing with someone who obviously knew what they were doing.

“Let’s see what’ll look best on you,” Yeonjun rummages through the rack of clothes as he looks for the best styles, he picks out a dress that you would never see yourself wearing in real life but it was gorgeous. The dress was a light shade of pink, had lace-up corset detailing, a high-low silhouette, and was adorned with lace. You were completely in love with the dress and couldn’t take your eyes off it.

“I assume you really like this one, huh?” Yeonjun says looking at you staring at the garment.

“It’s stunning..” was all you were able to say, you don’t see things like this on the regular so you feel the fabric against your hands. You couldn’t wait to try it on and see how you looked. Yeonjun hands you the dress, a pair of lace stockings to match, and the prettiest nude kitten heels. Once you had the whole look on you stared at yourself in the mirror, you looked and felt like a beautiful princess. You almost didn’t recognize yourself for a second, you looked like an ethereal fairy on her way to a pixie meet-up.

“I love this look on you!” Yeonjun squeals with excitement, he fixes your dress a bit since it was slightly crooked and he’s a perfectionist.

You smile at him, “thank you Yeonjun, you’re the reason I look so pretty though!”

He blushes at your comment and thanks you. You were already making a friend with your new job and it felt nice meeting people that actually wanted to do something with their lives. You walk back to the set from the dressing room and see Jungkook directing one of the models for a shoot while the photographer took photos. He was just about finishing up as you walked in, he looks up and sees you walking to the set. His eyes did a double take when he looked at you, he knew you’d be a gorgeous model but seeing it right now was different for him. You were absolutely stunning in the look Yeonjun put you in and you felt super confident.

“Wow, you look beautiful y/n!” Jungkook says with the biggest smile on his face, you know he’s only being friendly but you wished he meant it in a flirty kind of way.

“Thanks Jungkook,” you timidly reply as you watch the other models get their pictures taken.

“Are you nervous?” He asks.

“A little bit, but Yeonjun was really sweet and assured me I’ll do just fine.”

He nods, “Good, Yeonjun is a great stylist, I’ve been working with him for years!”

It was now your turn to get your photos taken and you were excited yet anxious about how it’ll turn out. You stand in front of the backdrop and Jungkook begins instructing you on what to do, “move your arm like this y/n” “turn towards me” “good job!” and “pose like this” was all you kept hearing from him and the photographer. The camera flashing in your face repeatedly was giving you a headache but you bear through it. You did all kinds of poses and held the props, you had to do something called “smizing” which was basically smiling with your eyes. Jungkook was giving you modeling 101 lessons all while you were getting your photos taken.

You were having a lot of fun with the shoot, it was getting more playful towards the end and you got to jump around and play a bit on the set. Jungkook was loving your natural energy with the camera and you were easing up to it quickly, he soon didn’t even need to tell you how to pose anymore.

“Wow she’s really good,” the photographer says to Jungkook, “she’s a natural!”

“I know,” Jungkook agrees instantly “that’s why I chose her.”

You continue taking photos and Jungkook watches you in awe, as reluctant as you were about modeling you sure did a magnificent job at it.

“Okay, I think we’re good!” The photographer says, now setting the camera aside. You step away from the set and the staff goes to clean up immediately. You get your water bottle from the counter and take a swig, you didn’t realize you broke a little bit of a sweat, who knew modeling could be so hard.

“You did so well y/n, I’m very impressed by how easily you’re meshing into this industry,” Jungkook says as he comes up to you, “maybe modeling is your calling!”

“Thanks Jungkook, I really appreciate your kind words.” You faintly smile at him.

“I have to go meet some clientele in a bit but I was wondering if you’d want to go out for a drink later? Celebrate your first photoshoot?” He asks while leaning his arm on the counter, his face was so uncomfortably close to yours that he may as well just kiss you already. You wondered what it would be like to kiss Jungkook, he had really pretty lips that just looked so kissable.

“Uh y/n, you there?” He waves a hand in your face, you went full zone-out mode again.

“Shit, sorry. Yeah I’m down!” You say, snapping out of your little trance, you know he’s only inviting you in a colleague kind of way but you’re holding onto the idea of maybe it leading to something more. You never really gave much thought into being with an older guy, you always saw most of them as creepy and weird or not your type. Jungkook was the first older guy to really grab your attention though, you gravitated towards him and you wanted to be near him. You wanted him to see you the way he first did, not the girl that was crying in his arms at 2 am while ending up passing out in his car. All you have to do is get him alone and talk for a bit, which was your plan when you see him tonight.

The bills keep piling up, you don’t know what to do anymore. It’ll be 25 days until you get officially evicted and that three months rent is still nowhere to be seen. You were getting so stressed out that you drank 2 large glasses of wine and watched a sad kdrama for a bit. Sulking in your sorrows was the only way you could manage, you seemingly had no other choice. You were lying in your bed when you received a text from Jungkook asking if you were ready, you make a dash for your closet as you rush to find something to wear. You’ve been drinking and sitting around all day you completely forgot you were supposed to be getting drinks with Jungkook tonight. You scramble to put on a decent outfit and slip on your platform heels before you ran outside to go meet Jungkook who was parked outside your house.

“So sorry to keep you waiting!” You apologize while still running to the door, Jungkook opens the door for you and you thank him.

“I understand,” he says, “we’ve all been fashionably late from time to time.”

The car ride to the bar was pretty quick, it only took 6 minutes to get there but you’ve never seen this place before, yet even heard of it. The inside wasn’t too busy, there were definitely people there but it wasn’t lively like a Friday or Saturday night would be. You sit on one of the bar stools at the bar and Jungkook sits next to you.

“What do you usually like to drink?” He asks.

“I just really love wine,” you tell him, “any kind of wine is fine.”

“Wine is fine indeed,” Jungkook repeats after you, “I’ll get you some then!”

“You don’t have to buy it for me!” You try to maintain your independent façade, you were completely bluffing though as you barely had $20 to your name currently.

He only chuckles at you, “It’s okay, I don’t think you’d even be able to afford anything in here if I’m being honest.”

That crushed you a little bit but you know it’s the truth. You haven’t told Jungkook about your whole eviction situation but the fact you now don’t have a job and practically came back to him begging for one says it all. The bartender brings the wine and Jungkook hands you a glass. You take it instantly and start chugging it, you wanted nothing more than to be drunk off your ass.

“Woah y/n, slow down” he says to you cautiously, “you don’t need to be drinking like that.”

“What are you my father?” You sneer at his judgement, you don’t even know why you’d say something like that because now you’re thinking about your family issues again. This was about to become a crying in Jungkook’s arms 2.0…

“No, I wouldn’t want to be your father, just saying.”

That definitely rubbed you the wrong way. “So now you’re saying I’m a burden to my family?!” You were livid now, you wanted to take Jungkook’s drink and throw it right in his face. How dare he something like that? He has no idea what you’ve gone through.

“I didn’t mean it like that y/n, I was just saying-“

“No you’ve definitely already said enough,” you cut him off before getting up to leave, “I’m done here!”

You feel a tug to your arm, “Where the hell are you going y/n?”

“Home!”

“With what vehicle?” He asks.

“I’ll walk, I really don’t give a fuck anymore.” You walk out of the bar and don’t look back, you can hear Jungkook calling your name after you but you pretend like you don’t hear it.

“I know you can hear me calling after you y/n!”

You keep walking, you pay no mind to him as you attempt to walk down the street. You feel someone come up from behind you and pull you back.

“Let me go!” You shout as you kick your feet trying to get Jungkook off of you, he does what he did last time and pins your arms to your sides, “I said let me fucking go!”

“I’m not letting you go y/n, you’re not leaving my sight tonight.”

“I’m a grown ass woman, I can handle myself!” You wiggle around with Jungkook still having a tight grip on you.

He sighs, “I know you’re a grown woman, but right now you are not acting like one.”

“I can act however I want!”

You were being very difficult for Jungkook, he thought he could handle your mood swings but it’s starting to become too much for him. He wants you to cooperate with him but it’s like any little thing he says can set you off, you were a ticking time bomb ready to blow at any minute. He kept trying to drag you to his car but you kept cursing and shouting at him. He wants to believe you’re a good person, he really does, but your actions are showing something completely different.

“Can you just stop fighting with me!” Jungkook finally raises his voice at you, you froze when you heard his stern tone for the first time.

“I’m really trying with you y/n, but you’re making this hard for me, you’re too unpredictable...”

“Oh, but I thought you’ve dealt with bratty girls like me before?” You remind him again of what he said once before, making him regret his decision.

“I have… just not to your degree.”

“I guess I’m special then,” you laugh almost maniacally, still being tied down by Jungkook, the tight hold he had on you started to loosen up.

“You’re a lot to manage for sure,” he releases you from his grip and were finally free. He asks you to get in the car and you oblige, he makes his way back to your apartment.

As you approach your home, he parks across from it and you sit with Jungkook for a bit. You wanted to apologize for your actions earlier but you don’t even think an apology will suffice. Your behavior has been truly awful towards him and you wouldn’t be surprised he never wants to work with you again. You decide to do the weirdest option you could think of.

“Would you like to come inside?” You suddenly ask him, you don’t know why you’d ask something like that considering the stunt you pulled earlier. You were completely in shock when Jungkook actually says yes to your offer. Maybe the plan you originally had for tonight could still swing into action.

As you head inside, you see the same two roommates who were looking at you this morning, now seated on the couch. They turned their heads instantly when they saw Jungkook come in, looking at you as if you’d just killed someone. Your roommates hate when you bring people over, especially men. You couldn’t care less though, there was high chances of you getting evicted from this place anyway, might as well live it up while you still can.

“Welcome to my humble abode!” You say, spreading your arms out to show off your tiny bedroom. It wasn’t much but it was a space and you are proud of it, well— were.

“This is nice,” Jungkook says as he looks around to examine the place, “I only saw it for a brief moment before but this reminds me of an apartment I had in the early 2000’s when I was just starting out.”

You adored the way Jungkook would talk about old memories, he always had such pleasant things to say about his life. You were kind of jealous of his upbringing, how happy and exciting it sounded. You wished for a childhood where you could’ve just been yourself, not a caricature of what your parents want you to be. You secretly loathed Jungkook for having it easier than you.

“I really need another drink,” you say to him as you get up to head towards the kitchen but he stops you.

“I think you should lay off the drinking for the rest of the night, you’ve had too much already.”

Usually you’d retaliate and tell him to fuck off but you don’t this time. You simply just go back to sitting on your bed. You only wanted the alcohol to numb your pain away.

“Are you okay y/n? Seriously, if you need to talk I’m here for you.” His concern grew for you even more, letting it be known that you can rely on him for anything.

You feel the tears starting to arise now, all your melancholic thoughts pushed back in your mind became clear as day. You bring your legs up to your chest and hug yourself tight trying to comfort yourself.

“I just- I’m just dealing with a lot of stuff right now..” your voice became shakier as you spoke, unable to face him.

“What’s been going on? Tell me, I’m here for a reason, it’s not good to bottle it up and go through these things alone.” Jungkook has his hand rested on your knee, rubbing it gently as you start crying with your head in your hands. You hate when people see you like this and the fact Jungkook saw you cry twice was enough for you to never wanna show your face again. You weren’t sure what to even say, do you tell him about you and your best friend’s rocky relationship? Do you bring up your money troubles? Your fucked up childhood? The eviction notice on your door? Your mind begun spiraling.

You end up going on a ramble, a full blown rant of everything. You told him all the shitty things you’ve been through, how you were struggling, and even how you were going to be without a home soon. It felt good to let everything out but at the same time you feel worse for telling someone who’s basically still a stranger to you, your whole life story.

“Wow… that was a lot y/n,” Jungkook says trying to digest everything you just told him. You wipe your tears and finally show your face, your eyes were probably bloodshot but you didn’t care.

“I’m so sorry you had to go through all of that,” he places his hand delicately on your chin, forcing you to look him in the eye. “You have me now y/n, I’m not going to let you go homeless, I’ll stick by your side.”

You smiled at his sweet comment, he sounded so sincere saying it, you truly believe he wouldn’t let that happen to you.

“Thank you Jungkook.” You reach out to give him a hug, he embraces you with open arms and gives you a tight, long hug back. You felt so safe with him and he’s never shown malicious intentions, if anything he’s put up with you for this long so that should already be saying something.

You ponder a thought in your head as you think about the idea of kissing Jungkook again, you know you’re probably making a big mistake by doing this but you were willing to give it a try anyway.

“Jungkook, can I kiss you?” You ask shyly, saying it in the softest, lowest tone. You’re usually straightforward with what you want but he was so inconsistent with the way he talked to you. One moment you think he wants you and the next you feel as though you just got friend-zoned to oblivion.

Jungkook looks visibly taken aback by your question, “I mean… yeah I’d love to.”

You were now even more taken aback than he was, he said yes??

You wasted no time to lean in and press your lips against his. Jungkook kisses you back tentatively, his hand now placed on the side of your face, stroking it gently. The aroma of his expensive cologne fills you with a deeper craving, making you feel dizzy as you continue kissing. Jungkook’s tongue presses against your lower lip as he asks for entry, you part your lips to let him explore you further. The warmth of his tongue leaves fuzzy feelings inside as he a kisses you more hungrily. His lips felt so soft, they were exactly how you’d expected them to be but better. His pillowy lips aligned perfectly against yours, tangling your fingers through his hair and moaning ever so slightly into his mouth.

This must’ve awakened something primal in him because once he heard that he kisses you with more aggression, feeling every ounce of burning passion. His fingertips went traveling down your leg as he exchanges his saliva for yours. It was messy, but addicting. You could feel the fireworks setting off inside you as you’re both breathing heavily from your lips being connected together. You can feel Jungkook’s fingers sliding lower, he rubs the inner part of your thigh and kneads it gently. You could feel your heart rapidly beating out of your chest, his mouth and his touch was the perfect recipe for you to become obsessed with him. Jungkook doesn’t break the kiss as he lifts you up from the edge of the bed, he carries you bridal style and brings you toward the middle of the bed now. Your bodies press against one another as you both roll on the bed, feeling both your body heats combined. Jungkook finally breaks away from the kiss to look deeply into your eyes, finding the heavy panting he was doing kind of hot.

“I think I really like you y/n,” Jungkook shamelessly admits.

“I like you too Jungkook.” You smile while saying it, you finally got the answer you wanted from him all along.

“I knew deep down that I liked you but I was scared,” he continues, “I was scared that you might reject me…”

You were surprised by Jungkook’s words, you thought the same way about him too. You both stare at each other with admiration and lust, dying to say something but not sure what. The sexual tension between you two only getting stronger as Jungkook scans your body with his eyes while licking his lips.

“You’re honestly the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on,” he presses his lips against yours again. You let him enter your mouth as you feel his warm tongue glide against yours. You rub his back and ruffled your fingers through his hair some more, never getting enough of the delicious taste of him. His sneaky hands slide to the hem of your top, playing with the fabric before drawing them upwards. He lightly gropes your boobs and massages them, his touch felt as light as a feather. He breaks the kiss and leaves trails of kisses down your chin, your neck, then to your collarbone. His hot breath against you was making your mind all hazy.

He brings his head back down to the hem of your shirt but he doesn’t take it off just yet, instead his hand roams up your body and goes underneath it. His hand now comes into contact with your nipple, causing your breath to hitch at the sensitivity. He drags his finger across your nipple, rubbing it in small, slow circles, looking up to get a good reaction from you. You open your mouth as you moan slightly, feeling the stimulation hitting every nerve in your body. He brings his other hand to your other nipple and plays with it a little rougher. He pinches them lightly and twists them a little bit, you can feel yourself growing even wetter down there, making more of a mess in your already soiled panties. He leaves a series of kisses along your neck, gently sucking on your skin, making sure not to hurt you as if you were fragile like porcelain. He leaves a small mark on your collarbone and smiles at you.

“You sure you want to do this?” Jungkook asks reassuringly, “we can always do this again another time… if you’re up for it.”

“No,” you quickly answer, “I want this, I need this.”

That was all he needed to hear in order to continue. He lifts up your shirt and tosses it somewhere on the floor. He also takes off his so you can feel more comfortable. You examine his body and you were completely mesmerized. He was shredded, his abs were rock solid and his biceps looked even bigger without a shirt on. You could tell this man works out seriously, he definitely had to work hard to get a body like that.

“Stop staring,” Jungkook says, “you’re making me feel self conscious.”

“Sorry but I’m staring because you’re literally so sexy..” you admit.

He smirks at your compliment, “you’re sexier though.”

His mouth now attaches to your perked nipple, making you hiss. He caresses your other boob as he licks, sucks, and nibbles on the soft flesh. As much as you were enjoying the feeling of his touch, you wanted more. You wanted him to give you his all. Jungkook comes up to your face again and kisses you once more. His kisses were so sweet, you couldn’t get enough of them. He’s back to rubbing your thigh again and you grab his hand, bringing it closer to the hem of your skirt. You can feel Jungkook smiling into the kiss, you were so horny for him and he loved it. Jungkook gets the hint, takes your skirt off and tosses it onto the floor with the rest of your clothes. He scans your body with his eyes as he finally gets a good look at your naked form, minus the panties you were wearing. He looks at your black lace see through panties that you bought from Victoria’s Secret awhile ago. He bit his lip at the sight of you in front of him. As you lye on your back and spread your legs for him, his eyes grew wide as you do it without being told. You look at him with the most innocent eyes while you’re doing such a dirty act.

“Touch yourself for me.” He orders, slipping into a more dominant role.

Without hesitation you do it, bringing your fingers to your clothed cunt. You feel yourself through your panties as you run your fingers down, teasing yourself for him as he watches you closely. Your hands trail to the inside your panties, sinking your teeth into your bottom lip when you slide your middle finger against your clit. You moan out quietly as you gather the wet slick from your folds, feeling how soaked you are. You kept going as you rub your swollen clit, loving that he’s watching and getting incredibly turned on by this. The sensation only heightens from doing this in front of him, you’re enjoying it a little too much.

"Yes, good girl. Keep going baby,” He encourages you to continue pleasuring yourself, “feels good doesn’t it?”

“Yes daddy, it does..” you keep your finger on your clit as you whine out loud, you weren’t sure how long he wanted you to keep doing this. You throw your head back as you spread your legs further, rubbing your pussy faster for him. As you continue building a steady rhythm, you can feel your rising heartbeat, panting even heavier. Your breath hitches and you feel as though you might just reach your climax right now. Your chest concaves and you sigh as you continue rubbing your egregious zones. Jungkook looks at you in the most amatory way, watching in amusement as you play with yourself.

“Fuck Jungkook, think m’gonna cum…” you close your eyes from all the stimulation. Your pussy was abnormally wet, practically leaking all over your thighs and soiling the sheets of the bed.

“Stop.” Jungkook demands sternly, you instantly open your eyes to look at him and he looks dead serious.

You do as you’re told and stop but you feel so sad now, wanting to reach your high but now it’s simply vanished away. You whine loudly, you were hoping Jungkook would be kind enough to let you cum.

“You think I’m really going to let you cum without it being from me first?” He tsks, taking your hand off your stomach to prevent you from trying anything else.

“I wanted to get a feel of what you like.” He further explains his reasoning, “the way I could only do that was through a proper demonstration.”

You feel yourself grow more turned on the more Jungkook keeps talking. He says things so sensually and it makes you go absolutely crazy.

He settles on top of you and kisses you sweetly. He decorates your body with more fleeting kisses and once he lands upon your stomach he pauses momentarily. The wet muscle of his tongue glides against your stomach, leaving a glistening trail to your navel, quickly kissing it once he’s done. He goes down a little further and licks a long, thick stripe across your clothed slit. You gasp as you feel his tongue against you, wishing you could feel it without the restriction of your underwear, but soon you’ll be able to.

He kisses your pussy and brings a couple licks and bites to your thighs. You smile in delight as he resides himself between your legs, everything about him felt so warm. He finally slides your panties down, tossing them to the side as he doesn’t waste another second to slip his tongue inside, giving you no time to register anything as he flicks up and down. You love the way it feels, every bone and tendon within your body being surged with electricity. He continues dipping his tongue in your wetness as you hold onto his hair, causing it to look even messier. He licks from the bottom and goes back to the top, coming in contact with your clit now. He presses his tongue against it, giving small kitten licks at first. You wanted him to devour you already, the patience in you was growing thinner by the minute.

“Put your whole face in it,” you tell him in a demanding tone, you’ve always been the one in charge when it came to sex but Jungkook was not one of those men.

“Don’t fucking tell me what to do,” he says, his licks get slower now, he’s doing it on purpose to further agitate you.

“Please! Jungkook, I’m begging you to just fuck me already my god!”

Jungkook lifts his head up to look at you, his eyes were dark, almost going black.

“Fine, if that’s what you want so bad then I’ll give it you, slut.”

Jungkook takes off his jeans and boxers, you finally get the cock reveal you’ve been waiting for. His manhood was long, thick, and veiny— just as you imagined it to be. You lick your lips at the sight of his lengthy cock, wanting it in your mouth so badly. You come up to Jungkook and grab his cock in your hand ready to suck, but he flings your hand away instead.

“You said you wanted me to fuck you, right?”

You nod, but now you’re regretting what you said, you wanted to feel his cock in your mouth but now you won’t be getting it.

He’s back on top of you once again and strokes his cock a little bit before he puts it in. He groans as he slides his shaft against your wet folds. You moan out loud too, begging for him to finally give you what you’ve been craving for hours. He continues rubbing your lips slowly with the head of his cock, his teasing is making you go utterly insane. You know he’s doing this just to annoy you.

“I’m only prolonging this because I don’t want to hurt you,” Jungkook admits, “I’ve made girls bleed before, and no they were not virgins.”

“I really don’t wanna hear about other bitches right now,” you tell him as you roll your eyes, “I just want your dick in me. I can handle it, I promise.”

He proceeds to shut up and finally slides the tip inside, the sensation of him gradually opening you up little by little felt euphoric.

“Yes Jungkook, give it to me, give it all to me daddy…” you moan for him as he slides more of his cock inside.

The feeling of your warm pussy clenching around him made his mind go blank. Nothing was on his mind other than the way your walls were closing on him.

“You feel so good already baby,” Jungkook says, he finally had all of his cock inside you now, filling you up so beautifully that you’ve never felt so stuffed before.

“You feel good too.”

He begins to thrust in you with a slow and steady pace at first, but he quickens it once you start eagerly bucking your hips up for him. He grabs your hips and holds them in place as he fucks himself deeper into you. The sound of your wet pussy slamming with Jungkook’s cock making you a hysterical mess. Jungkook watches as his cock disappears in and out of you, he grips your hips tighter as he goes as deep as he can. You feel him hitting all the right spots inside of you, he was making you feel crazy good, never wanting it to end. Your pretty tits were bouncing as he just keeps fucking you silly.

“Your pussy feels too good, I might not pull out…” Jungkook was fully immersed into you, his cock felt amazing buried deep in your walls, sucking him in perfectly.

“Mmm.. yes daddy please, wanna feel your cum!” You moan loudly as you close your eyes from all the pleasure.

Jungkook really loves the way you call him daddy during sex, he’s not sure if it’s because he just likes the way you say it or because he could actually be old enough to be your daddy. Either way a switch turned on for him and his insatiable appetite for your pussy was only growing stronger. Jungkook starts to thrust into you almost violently, his tight grip on your hips were leaving visible bruises now. You moaned louder as you feel his cock hitting your walls even harder, you scream out for him to keep going. You feel so full as you clench around him, you can see his face contorting from the grip your pussy has on his cock. Jungkook only gets more aggressive as he fucks you, circling your clit with the pad of his thumb viciously. Your eyes fell to the back of your head, feeling your orgasm only coming faster.

“Jungkook please choke me,” you plea as you moan desperately, you wanted his hand around your neck so bad right now. He doesn’t say anything except brings his tatted hand straight to your neck, wraps his fingers around the base of it and squeezes lightly. You tell him to add more pressure, the more he adds the more aroused you got. You’ve been choked during sex only once before and you remember liking it a lot.

“You okay with this?” Jungkook asks while still holding onto your neck, you thought it was so cute how even during sex he’s worried for your safety.

“I’m fine, I’m fine keep going,” you were enjoying every bit of it.

His grip on your neck grew tighter as his thrusts became more erratic, you move your hips up to match his rampant thrusts so you could be in sync. Your bodies were morphing as one and you could feel yourself coming close to your orgasm. You looked so fucked out right now, reduced to nothing but a whiny and babbling mess.

“I’m gonna cum daddy!” You moan out, he still had you in a chokehold but lowered his face to come closer to yours. You thought he was going to kiss you so you part your lips to already gain him entrance but instead he spits in your mouth. You swallow it and open your mouth again to show that was it gone.

“That’s my good girl,” he groans as he shoves his cock deeper, “Now you can cum on daddy’s cock.”

You feel yourself let go as soon as you hear him say that, you practically scream out his name when he hits your g-spot. You were pleading for Jungkook to cum inside you, you wanted nothing more than to be filled up by him. You tell him over and over again how you want him to fill you with his hot cum. Jungkook feels like he can’t even say no in this situation, the combination of your tight, wet pussy swallowing him with you moaning how badly you want him to cum inside is too much for him. He feels his chest cave in as he’s about to release.

“I’m gonna cum baby!” His hand was still on your neck while the other was kneading your left breast. You tell him you’re about to cum too and you both moan together in synchrony. You held onto him as your orgasm washes over, your eyes grow heavy, and your breathing becomes irregular. You feel your walls being coated with Jungkook’s thick, hot cum making you all warm and fuzzy inside. He stops thrusting hard into you and resorts to super slow strokes, letting you ride out each other’s highs and just relax.

“Fuck.. that was so good,” Jungkook sighs, falling on top of you, “I wasn’t expecting you to be this vocal in the bedroom.”

“Really?” You say, “you should know what type of person I am by now.”

You lay there with Jungkook’s head on your chest, his cock was still buried in you but it felt nice. You can feel some of his cum dripping down your leg now, you were so sad that you couldn’t keep every last drop of it.

“I love the way your cum feels inside me,” you close your eyes as you were about to fall asleep.

“I love that you love my cum,” he strokes your hair from the side, “wait— are you birth control?”

“No…” you admit.

Jungkook immediately gets off of you and starts to go into a panicky state, he would’ve thought he had just committed an illegal crime. You sit up and stare at him confused, “why is that such a big deal? I don’t even think I can get pregnant, my ex used to fuck me raw all the time and nothing happened!”

“It’s not just about getting pregnant y/n, you should’ve at least told me before we fucked!”

“Well I’m sorry..” that was all you had to say for yourself, you weren’t thinking about how Jungkook felt and it was selfish of you. However, he is also to blame since he was the one who ultimately decided to finish inside you.

“Fuck, we gotta get you to a CVS or something, I don’t wanna take my chances.” Jungkook quickly puts on his clothes and you just stared as he kept panicking. You thought he was being over dramatic and didn’t see much urgency with this whole situation.

“The convenience store I used to work at sells plan B,” you advise nonchalantly, still sitting in bed and didn’t even bother with putting your clothes back on.

“Ok I’ll be right back,” he says as he dashes out the door. You wanted to feel bad about lowkey manipulating him into cumming in you but at the same time he’s a grown man who’s much older than you and could’ve obviously pulled out if he wanted to. If anything, you took a little pride in yourself for getting him so worked up over this.

Jungkook came back fairly quick, he brought you the plan B and told you to swallow it right away. You do as you’re told only because you were tired of him acting like a whiny little bitch, this was the only time you’ve ever seen him lose his composure.

“There I swallowed it,” you stick your tongue out so you can show him it’s gone, “happy now?”

“Yes, I actually am thank you.” He says, you were a little sussed out by the way he was acting but maybe he had good reason for it. There’s a lot of women out there that manipulate men into getting them pregnant and a guy as affluent as him needs to be careful.

Jungkook sits back down on your bed, looking a lot more at ease now. It was past one in the morning and Jungkook asks you if he can stay the night with you. You let him since it was pretty late at night and you enjoy his company (most of the time). You get in bed together and cuddle up for a bit, you were obviously the little spoon and he held you tightly. You liked being like this with him, it made you feel closer than ever, grinning to yourself as you feel his soft touch against you.

Waking up with Jungkook felt nice. You were surprised to see him still here in the morning laying right next to you, he looked so peaceful when he sleeps. You smile at his sleeping state and just lay there with him, admiring how pretty he is. You see his eyes flutter open and he looked so cute just as he’s waking up. You wanted to give him a morning kiss but you weren’t sure if he would be okay with it. Jungkook moves slightly and props his head up a little, he lets out a yawn as he stretches out. He turns around to face you now and meets you with an adoring look.

“Good morning beautiful,” he says to you, he reaches over and gives you a forehead kiss.

“How’d you sleep?” You ask him, moving closer to him so he can cuddle with you.

“It wasn’t too bad, how was yours?”

“Good!”

Jungkook plants a kiss to your lips and gently caresses your cheek. He goes on to tell you about this new gig he got for you yesterday, you were surprised that you got another booking already.

“As soon as I showed the creative directors your headshot they instantly wanted to book you,” he says proudly, “I knew you’d be the perfect model, I just knew it.”

“And I’m all yours,” you reply to him, “other people can like me but I only want you.” You know that sounded so clingy and unlike you, but it was the truth.

“I only want you too babe,” he says as he kisses you again.

You felt so happy in this moment, you couldn’t think of the last time you felt like this, it’s been a really long time though. It’s like Jungkook came into your life when you needed him the most.

“So what are we then?” You ask him, “are we official yet?”

“Woah slow your roll y/n, I like you a lot but don’t you think this is moving way too fast?”

You frowned at his comment, you don’t care if the relationship is going too fast, this was the happiest you’ve been in the longest and no one’s going to take that away from you.

“What’re you so scared of Jungkook?”

He doesn’t answer, the room is filled with complete silence.

“Uh, where’s your bathroom? I really need to take a shower,” he sheepishly asks.

You couldn’t believe that’s all he said, he was flat out choosing to ignore the question.

“It’s down the hallway to the left.”

Jungkook springs up from the bed and gathers some of his things so he can head in the shower. You sigh as you watch him walk out, you were now left with even more questions unanswered. You lye back down on the bed and think about how you feel in this moment, you want to keep pressing him with questions about you two but you don’t even think it’s worth it. You may just have to accept the fact that you fucked your modeling agent and nothing more.

The sounds of vibrating interrupts your train of thought, you look down at your phone but it wasn’t yours, it was coming from somewhere else. The semi-loud clamor was starting to annoy you and you looked around to follow the noise. To your side, you see a phone on the floor buzzing around, you assume it’s Jungkook’s and you pick it up to see who was calling. As soon as you pick it up the call stopped ringing but a few moments later you see the notification pop up again.

You see someone named ‘Soyeon’ has been calling his phone multiple times. You know you should never answer people's calls for them but they’ve already called about twelve times. You wonder why though, maybe it’s an angry client. You let it go straight to voicemail but to your surprise a voicemail notification showed up anyway. You click it but you obviously couldn’t get in since his phone was locked, you were so curious that you thought of possible passwords he could have. You try a few but none of them work, you began to grow frustrated and when you see that you only have one more try before you get locked out you get a little nervous. If you try this again and it doesn’t work, he’ll notice his phone is locked out. You suddenly remember the night of you and Jungkook on the balcony at that party. You vaguely remember him talking about something on his phone and you watched him unlock his phone multiple times. You were pretty intoxicated that night but you do your best to replay your memory, feeling confident about trying the password again. When you type in the seven digit code for the last time, you finally got in. You give yourself a mental pat on the back for your wonderful detective skills. You go to his voicemail box and listen to the message from Soyeon:

“Jungkook it's Soyeon, answer your goddamn phone! When are you getting back to come see me and the kids, hm? We all miss you and oh— by the way since our anniversary is coming up, I thought we could go out to dinner or maybe even our beach house but you aren't answering your phone! Well anyways, I know you’re busy with your clients so have fun on your business trip, love you so much honey, please call back soon.”

Your heart sank as you finished listening to the whole thing. You just slept with a man that has a whole wife and kids. Not only were you ashamed, you were disgusted. In him and yourself. You were in utter disbelief that he could lie to your face like this, he was pretty much living a double life. You wonder if his intentions were ever sincere to begin with now. You feel as though you could cry, putting his phone back on the floor where you found it, the tears were already slowly forming. Once again, when you feel so sure of someone this time and you’re finally becoming happy, yet again another disaster.

You now know why he acted so sketched out at times, why he was so quick to try and get you to leave that time you randomly showed up at his house. Getting full clarity on the reason he panicked so much yesterday about the plan B situation. You were officially the other woman and it didn’t feel good to be in this position at all. You know you have to confront Jungkook with this but you’ll have to admit that you looked through his phone first, which isn’t a good look for you. Looking from an outside perspective, both of you are in the wrong, however, it’s your responsibility now to bring this all to light with him. You hear your door open now, Jungkook reappears but was now fully dressed. You looked at him so differently, wanting nothing to do with this anymore. Before you could get a word out he tells you something that might be even more shocking than the newfound information you discovered.

“So I talked to your landlord on the phone and he says everything is fine now,” Jungkook says calmly.

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“I mean, you’re not getting evicted anymore, there’s nothing to worry about.”

You still weren’t sure what he meant, unless he found a way to pay your missing three months work of rent then you were still pretty much fucked.

You blankly stare at him, “I really don’t know what you mean by that.”

“I paid all your bills off y/n.”

“You what?!”

“I told you I would handle everything by taking care of you and I did, you’re with me now right?”

You froze a bit, unsure of what to say. You were more than happy you didn’t have to stress about your money problems but now there’s an even bigger problem to address. He’s saying all the right things to you but you know this is wrong.

You’ve done a lot of shitty things in your life but sleeping with a married man might just take the #1 spot. You felt like a second choice, just some fun young girl he can go to when his wife pisses him off. You decide to just finally come out and say it,

“Jungkook you can stop lying to me now, I already know the whole truth…”

[what-tessa1-blog]

the ability to say i have a clear mind and now know what happened between us. im a certified romantic, lover girl, lana del rey stan and.. when i met him. he had a sexy voice, he was romantic, interested, invested. and i began to overindulgence in my fantasies and romance about this man. which given like, he didnt know i was such a romantic lover like this. i probably seemed chill and hella nonchalant and willing and open to wherever it went. and then he seemed like the perfect lover for me, like calling me his girl, listening to me talk about my day, the intense sexual attraction. then like. i think both our towers just crashed

he didnt want anything serious and i did. its like a simple mistake of just. us not being clear in our intentions with each other and our relationship. and im not mad or looking for something else. im more. at peace. coming to long end and season of finally peace with where we at. i dont want anything from him and i dont expect anything from him. hes his own person as am i. if he wanted to commit and be lovers he would. if i wanted to be nonchalant and unserious than we would be. yk? like accepting our differences in life. and it was simply a mistake of intentions mix matching. i use to be so mad at him and not understand why he did what he did. but he simply, in a way, was unserious about us. which is okay.

i try to think like how could i have known how could i have seen this. and there were things like. the way he didnt care for people LOL. or he would say i never cared for someone like this. I THOUGHT HE WAS JUST BEING ROMANTIC BUT HE WAS BEING DEAD SERIOUS. like lol. thats kinda funny. whereas i was just being romantic and didnt literally mean it. like of course i had fallen in love before w a stranger or thoughts in my head. so yeah. i think its funny.

like to him we were just friends. and to me we were lovers and soulmates. idk its so funny to look at and think about it now. its so unserious like. i wanted something serious which is fine, like i want marriage commitment love because.. thats what i want. or have been taught to want. its very traditional and not at all free spirited ig. and ties me down and then scares me and then worries me then has me like this. so.. maybe i want to transform the way ive seen love. not be so.. uptight and committed so easily. just have fun and be free. not trying to force it or see where it goes like if it happens it happens. but i havent attached an idea or an outcome to it. which is what everyonei n this modern age and world is doing. but ive been very 2000 girl with it and wanted commitment and marriage because to me that was seen as love growing up. like oh if u love someone u marry them and u committ to them and u dont choose anyone else and they are ur whole world. whereas now its like.. maybe u just chill and have no expectations about it.

[wizardpigeon]

Hello, it's me barging into your inbox at this late hour with two things to say:

I wrote a tiny-tiny (really bloody small) bit about what happened to Agent J, so in case you might have missed it, it's here. (You don't have to react to it or anything, I just thought you might have. /gen)

I'm thinking (very not sure) about writing something for Crown Prince Christoff because I'm such a sucker for arranged marriage turned into loving relationships and I also have a few movies that might put me into the right mood for writing it and I have an idea for the title/epigraph. (Also, because he's really sweet.)

God I'm Such A Slut For Arranged Marriages That Turn Out To Be Kinda A Good Match (But I'm Gonna Pretend To Hate You For A Few Months Longer Than I Do Out If Principal) !!

Teddy it's about the closet quarters forcing you to learn all the dumb things about another person to the point where you know them so thoroughly you have no choice but to fall a little in love with anything they do :(((((

I gotta rewatch the prince one cause I fucking love that kind of shit I swear

It's the strangers-to-enemies-to-allies-to-friends-to-lovers

It's the finding a soulmate not through destiny but through carving out a place for the two of you in what little space youre given :(((((((

Every time I see arranged marriage shit I fucking lose my mind, especially when neither of them are happy about it but one of them is Like Super Into Duty So They'll Do Whatevers Asked Of Them For The Good Of The People while the other one is just kinda, "If I don't marry you and at least pretend to be civil it'll start a war so ig we're doing this"

I'm so fucking normal about Arranged Marriage Stories can you tell