#maybe just moving on isnt always the right answer and should stop being pushed as the noble thing to do

[actualbird]

Oh god!

I really love the poly headcanons they are so sweet.... (or don't but that's part of it and i think the tot boys+MC deserve all the love the world has to give).

But, liking it or not, our 4 beloved boys are kinda complicated (that's what makes them perfect). Plus I never thought about how people get in poly relationships. So i was thinking, how do you think they all get into a polyrelationship together?

(I really have no idea of how that would happen)

hi, two anons!! im glad you guys liked my nxx team polycule stuff!! i'll answer these in one go, my "headcanon" (in quotes because i think this kinda turned into a character analysis/minific of sorts HAHA) being what first anon asked, How They Get Together.

heads up, wc of this is 1.9k words long so buckle up for a bit of a read jfsjdfkjbf

because first anon, youre right!!! the boys are stupendously complicated which i love so so much but canon has also shown us clearly that each of the boys' quirks and habits and tendencies causes a lot of (mostly played for laughs) friction. the bickering, the backhanded insults, the "im the best one here" preening contests. theyre all SOOOO RIDICULOUS and it is hilarious but yep! the boys r complex!! and that means this beautiful ship, imo, has a lot of phases to get to the actual romantic relationship bit.

how they get together, in my opinion, starts because of mc.

not in the sense that she matchmakes them all, but like.

phase 1 of the nxx team polycule is this:

through being in love with her (which we all know the boys 100% are), each of the boys come to terms with their own flaws and weaknesses. it's very apparent to me in all the story thus far that these boys are flawed as hell, it's very compelling but even more compelling to me is how all of them also do intense mental gymnastics to Not Confront Those Flaws. like, marius is a dickbag always teasing and toeing the line of insincerity, vyn is a controlling mf who always tries to sway situations to his benefit, artem is so repressed to the point that he has genuine trouble with emotions, luke is a self sacrificial bastard and also a huge hypocrite about how no, actually, hes the only one that should be hiding his pain and being dishonest, no dishonesty from other people!! in the beginning of the story, all the boys have their flaws and seem to have just kinda...not addressed how those flaws are harming them and the people around them.

and then mc rolls around and they all fall in love with her. and she sees those flaws and she doesnt let them slide. she challenges the boys in her own ways to see another side of the situation, to acknowledge what theyre doing. she doesnt want to get rid of flaws, thats impossible and also not cool. she just has this beautiful hope for like, all of humanity, that goodness can prevail with the right work. so when she sees her beloved nxx boys, she believes that for them as well.

which leads to phase 2 of the nxx team polycule:

the boys, more aware of themselves, become more aware of each other.

they werent Unaware of the others of course. it's just that they didnt like...truly connect on a personal level just yet. they saw the other teammembers with their emotional armor and flaws and saw a wall that wasnt worth looking past.

but after mc makes them realize that hey, flaws arent the end of the world actually, it's alright and the person behind them may just be worth it, the boys like. end up understanding the others. A LOT OF THIS BIT IS UNINTENTIONAL, ON THEIR PARTS KJDSBFS. like they stumble into understanding each other by accident, they didnt plan it, but over the course of nxx investigations, it's inevitable that they end up seeing the depths of the others. i delve into this a little bit in my fanfic "filler eps of the lost gold" where the boys are just going thru their actions and then trip over another boy's fears or desires and through that, gain a deeper understanding mutually.

and with understanding, sometimes, comes trust.

phase 3 of the nxx team polycule goes like this:

everybody in this team, whether they like it or not, whether they know it or not, has a heart that wants to give love so desperately.

marius lives in a world full of snakes so he cant have his heart on his sleeve for his own protection. vyn wants to be seen as perfect and the heart is inherently messy so he holds it back. artem for a very very long time was focused on work and success and achievement that he neglected his heart. and luke has been giving love all his life in a sense but in a way thats hidden.

all these tendencies that are brought upon their life circumstances results in this: they want to love honestly but they havent been able to do this

until mc. and all of them want to push back whatever fears or patterns their life has instilled in them because they see her and see somebody so unwaveringly good that all their hearts begin giving love to her to make her happy and to make themselves happy as well.

but heres the thing. the boys dont just see mc. by this point, they have connected and understood and come to trust each other as well, and the consequence of that is that They Can See Each Other Now Too, Truly.

and heres the thing. all of the boys are unwaveringly good as well.

one by one, each of the boys realize that what they feel for the other boys in the team starts to...change. yeah theyre all friends, they pick on each other a lot of the time, but the bedrock of the relationship is solid and strong now. but when marius is with luke, marius sees a light inside of luke so bright that he seems unaware that he gives off. when artem is with vyn, artem sees a goodness inside of vyn that hesitates to make itself obvious and known because vyn is scared of getting hurt thanks to it. all of them see the other and their goodness and, unbidden, their hearts want to give love to each other as well.

and because theyre all a bit stupid in their own way theyre like, huh, weird! wonder why this feeling is so familiar! and yet i cant seem to name it...and then they all independently compare these feeling with the feelings they have for mc, a feeling they do know the name of, and theyre like.

WAIT.

THESE FEELINGS ARE...VERY BASICALLY EXACTLY WHAT I FEEL FOR MC.

which only means one thing: theyve fallen in love with everybody else

marius: //goes to his studio to Think and sees that a bunch of his recent art actually had little crumbs of these feelings already, etched into the brushstrokes and scenes. has an emotional crisis about it

vyn: //records a 1 hour long entry in his audio diary to examine and gain control of his feelings but by the end of the hour all he knows is that he wants to hold these people and be held by them

artem: //quite literally just bluescreens, artem.exe has stopped working, sits at his study and slowly, slowly, thunks his head down onto his desk, valiantly trying to ignore the fast pulse of his heart

luke: //manically vents about it to peanut who, by virtue of being a bird, doesnt get it. just keeps talking at peanut to get a grasp of it all and then lies down on the floor, overwhelmed

mc, sitting in her apartment watching some netflix: ...why do i inexplicably feel as if something very, very important has just happened?

phase 4 of the nxx team polycule is basically:

pining: extreme difficulty level

because pining is already hard when ur pining for one person. what more for an additional 3 more people. and those additional 3 more people are pining back.

and all these boys are SOOOO OBVIOUS with their romantic feelings, in their own special way. the way they show their affection to mc starts to bleed into their interactions with the others and everybody can CLEARLY SEE WHAT IS GOING ON, LOL, but also all the boys are too chickenshit to confront it, because if they confront it, what will even happen??? being in love with each other, all of them, thats going to be such a complicated fucking relationship, holy shit. it's 2030, yeah, being a polyamorous group relationship isnt completely unheard of, but sue them, theyre scared.

but mc (who i forgot to mention already knows of the boys' romantic feelings for her, shes just hasnt made a move yet on any of them because SHES IN LOVE WITH ALL OF THEM AS WELL and shes been trying to figure out how the hell to make that work, she cant bear to choose just one of them, she'd be heartbroken over leaving the rest of them behind) sees that the nxx investigation team is now all pining for each other FULLY and she kinda wants to laugh when she realizes whats going on because like, what are the chances? that this would happen? that they all found each other and their feelings fell into just the right place for nobody to be left behind?

theyre all scared, she can tell. and she is as well, she wont lie.

but shes always had a belief that goodness can prevail with the right work.

and love is one of the greatest goods out there.

phase 5 of the nxx team polycule:

It's Time For Communication, Baby!!!!!

the exact scenes of how this happens is a bit vague to me. it could go two ways: mc going to each of the boys independently to talk about feelings, hers about everybodys and his about everybodys as well. OR they have a fucking meeting about it all together and artem literally schedules it in his google calendar, or something.

either way, they like, actually talk about this. starts casual, maybe over a chill date, maybe over dinner at a nice restaurant, maybe over a walk in the park as the sun is starting to set. but where ever it happens, the end result is the same: a heart is laid out bare and it is taken in gentle, grateful hands.

marius: OKAY, NOW THAT THE FEELINGS ARE OUT OF THE WAY, CAN I PLEASE KISS ONE OR ALL OF YOU, PLEASE, IVE BEEN WANTING TO KISS U GUYS FOR FOREVER

vyn, laughing fondly: has anybody ever told you patience is a virtue? we quite literally just talked it all out.

marius: //needy whining noises

artem, embarrassed: ive...never kissed anybody before

luke, embarrassed but trying to play it Cool: ....same here

mc: kissing is great, you two will love it!

marius: awesome, awesome, so is ANYBODY going to give me a go ahead or WHAT????

phase 6 of the nxx team polycule:

i dont want to say it's happily ever after, once they all get together. thats not really realistic.

they all have their quirks and tendencies and habits. and those will inevitable clash against each other. theyll have their arguments, theyll get upset, theyll sulk and be angry, sometimes. but also...

theyll see each other smile and feel like their love shining so brightly. theyll reach out for another's hand and be held in such a way that makes them think that their heart is in a safe place. theyll love each other and theyll put in the work to continue loving each other. because goodness will prevail.

and they all see each other as the most good people in the world.

so whatever happens, theyll get through it together.

[words-for-holland]

Always Yours

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Sometimes dating a celebrity is hard...but Tom & Y/N have always said no matter what happens they could get through anything. Some angst but a lot of fluff.

A/N: So sorry for leaving yall hanging! Life is just crazy right now and this blog needs a lot of TLC tbh!! Also ehh I def dont think this was my best work but enjoy?

“Oof” Y/N lets out as she plops on to her boyfriend who was lying comfortable on the couch. Tom groaned at the impact with a cheeky smile on his face, his arms instantly wrapping around Y/N’s frame.

“Y’know..there are empty seats right there.” The soft brown-eyed boy gestured with the flick of his thick head as Y/N raises her eyes looking down at him, pretending to be slightly offended.

“Oh I see how it is then. It’s cool...Ill just cuddle with Tessa instead. I know she would welcome me with open arms instead of—” As she slowly starts getting off his chest, Tom is quick to pull her back in, securing her with his strong arms. “No baby, I was just kidding. I want you right here, and Im never letting you go.” he pleas.

The only thing Y/N could manage was letting out a fit of giggles into his chest, a sound that Tom adored and would do absolutely anything to hear every minute of every day. They stay like this for a while enjoying the feeling of each other as they both run their hands into each others hair, the feeling of their chests moving up and down, the subtle thumps of their heartbeats, and the little slips of adoration that came out of their mouths. It was peaceful. A moment that nobody could really take a way because it was theirs.

Y/N casually pulls up her phone, and scrolls through Twitter when she noticed a particular tweet on her timeline. Her eyebrows furrow, as she read the 160 character message.

Why Tom Holland Should Be With Aaliyah Cole and Dump Y/N: A Thread.

She knew it wasnt a good idea to open up the thread. She knew very well that everything within the shallow string of tweets would be a complete waste of her time because it was made up by fans who just wanted to satisfy their fantasy of shipping Tom with his co-star. Who can blame them? They always had great chemistry, but it was part of the job and thats all it would ever be.

“You’re awfully quiet.” Tom murmurs, as he places soft kisses at the crown of her head. “Whats going on?” She was lucky her phone was facing away from Tom, quickly closing the app and pretending to be on one of her many tabs in Safari.

“Mmm..nothing.” Y/N lies softly, a tight-lipped smiled plastered on her face.

“Absolute bullocks. Youre not a very good liar.” He chuckles. “Tell me darling. Whats on your mind?”

Y/N rolls her eyes in response. She’s heard that comment one too many times in her life from everyone shes known. After not giving it much thought, she gives in, sighing heavily. “Dont judge me for what Im about to say.”

“Mmm...I think it might depend on wha— Ow” Tom reacts as he playfully rubs the side of his chest that Y/N hit. “Okay too soon for jokes. Go on.”

Again, Y/N sighs as she props herself up. “Its just ... well a lot of your fans keeps talking about wanting you to get with Aaliyah.” She looks down trying not to make eye contact with Tom, who she’d imagine was looking at her with annoyance.

Tom rolls his eyes at the ridiculousness. Not so much at Y/N but the fact that some of his fans just didnt want to accept the fact that he was happy with Y/N. If it had to come from his mouth to stop the stupid rumors and give his girlfriend peace, then hed gladly yell it from the rooftops for everyone to hear. “Thats it Im making a statement about it.”

Y/N’s eyes widen in fear, scrambling to prevent him from grabbing his phone on the table next him. “No no no no.” She repeatedly declines. “You’ll only make it worse.”

“Darling, Im not going to stand here and watch you get all insecure because of their delusional ship.”

“Yeah well Im not gonna be the reason your fans hate me because Im getting in the way of your friendship with Aaliyah Cole.” She fires back.

Tom was ready to open his mouth only to be cut off once again. “And you know better. That is how your fans will always see it.”

“Okay, are you done?” He calmly asked, cautiously observing her. Rarely did Y/N ever get worked up about anything, but when she had her tangents, Tom always made sure she got off everything she needed to say before he becomes her voice of reason.

“Yeah, I guess.” she says feeling defeated. “Look its whatever and Im tired, can we just let this go and forget this whole conversation even happened?”

Tom was unconvinced, but didnt want to push her further. So reluctantly, he gave in and wrapped his arms around Y/N as they both tried to lull themselves to sleep.

***

Y/N wasnt sure how she ended up in the Tube. It was strange how the lights flickered off the rusted tile floor. The train was no where to be seen, but off to the side of the railroads was pitch black, she could hardly see beyond. To her right she noticed herself standing in the corner of the room, and to her surprise Aaliyah was there. Her milk chocolate kissed skin, and fashionably long frizzy hair dropped down past her shoulders. Her figure long and poised, as she wore a rain jacket and sweats. An outfit only she could pull off and make it look like she was a model for Vogue. Aasliyah smiles brightly at Y/N.

“Hey Y/N.” She says cheerfully as a genuine friend would.

To Y/N’s surprise she greeted her back in the same tone. “Hey Aaliyah...uhh whats going on?” Y/N wasnt sure if she wanted the answer of how they both ended up in the Tube or if she truly wanted to know how her day went.

“Well Im getting ready to present at the Oscars.” She replies, a smile plastered as if she was so excited about it, almost too excited like she was keeping a secret.

“Really? Oh my god, that’s amazing! Im so proud of you Aaliyah! Who are you taking?”

Aaliyah pauses for a few moment looking back and forth, making sure no one else was around. “Okay can you keep a secret?” She whispered.

Y/N nods her head slowly, not having the slightest clue of what was going on. “Im taking Tom. I think he really likes me, and well...I like him too! Do you think maybe I should ask him when we go?” Aaliyah asked genuinely. It was almost like she had no recollection of Y/N and Tom being a couple. “I think we would look good together. Everyone is already making rumors and ships about us.”

Y/N backs aways lowly only to bump into a broad figure. As she turns around she sees Tom, emotionless and almost sad. “Y/N.” He speaks out. “I dont think this is going to work out. Im leaving you.”

Y/N’s heart quickens, and her breaths become shorter as she tries to find a way to run. Running and running into the darkness, until all she could hear was Tom’s faint voice calling out her name.

***

“Y/N! Y/N! Baby wake up please.” Tom cries as he gently shakes his girlfriend from her disturbed sleep.

Quickly Y/N opens her eyes and clutches on to Toms hoodie firmly. Back home, and in Toms arms. It was a dream was all she thought. A sigh of relief escaping from her mouth.

“Darling...” he speaks softly, worried about his girlfriend. “Are you okay?”

Y/N looks up at him and nods frantically. “Mmm..bad dream.”

“Yeah it seemed like it. You were so frightened...I was scared. What happened?” He’s looking at her, trying to read her saddened eyes, wanting to desperately understand what scared her so he could make it all go away for her.

Y/N looks down at her fiddling hands, as she sits on the couch. “I uhh...” she lets out a chuckle, thinking of the ridiculousness of it all. “I uhh...dreamed about Aaliyah going to the oscars and saying how she loved you and how you two are perfect for each other. When I turned around I saw you but you werent happy and said you were leaving me.”

Tom doesnt say a word, all he could think about was how sorry he felt to put Y/N in this position. Though both of them knew, It wasnt Toms fault, or anyone’s for that matter. Feelings are feelings and that was okay. No human being was ever born perfect and without insecurities.

Y/N always tried to be a good sport with situations like this knowing every shippers theory and evidence were hardly ever true, but at some point there was only so much she could take before it all came out like an oil spill. Maybe it was a sign that she wasnt good enough to be with Tom if half of his fanbase thought this way as well.

Tom cradled her into his arms again, holding her tightly and kissing the top of her head. “Darling, I know youre still doubting yourself about all of this, but please believe me when I tell you that I love you so so much and no matter what happens...Im always yours.” He whispers gently in her ear. “It was only a dream and these ridiculous rumors and theories are just that. No one woman in the world could ever make me feel the way I feel for you.”

Y/N blinks softly, as she stares into space. Afraid and in a weird way ashamed, its funny how something so small and so minimal could affect her self-esteem so greatly. Tom gently brings her head up, so her eyes can meet his. He rolls his thumb on the bottom of her soft lips. “Hey, I love you.” Tom smiles.

Time stopped for the both of them the moment Y/N looked into his eyes, she felt safe. All the bad words and thoughts slowly disappear. Tom was right, none of the things that anyone said about their relationship mattered. She knew Tom loved her, and how much she truly loved him. Isnt that enough? Of course not. It was more than enough. A smile slowly forming on Y/N’s face. “Theres that smile I love so much.” He comments.

“Im sorry, for being such a —”

“No. Its okay. You have a right to feel the way you did.” He picks up her hand and leaves a gentle kiss.

“I love you so much Tom.” She says pressing her lips to his. “I dont deserve you.”

“Darling, its me that doesnt deserve you. Im always yours.” Tom proclaims as he kisses her back.

[insufferablelust]

mgg request: snuggling on the couch and getting bored. so u start playing with fingers, and then u just decide to suck them. u feel him slowly start to grow hard, so u suck harder and grind into him. next thing u know u are straddling his thigh. he makes u get off on his thigh a few times before he will let u ride him. once u start riding him he switches the hand from ur mouth to ur clit, thinking youre done sucking his fingers. however u grab his other hand and start sucking. im a WHORE (SORRY)

what do you do when one of your fav person in the whole world send a blurb idea? you give them your all of course, seriously i went into town for this one and i hope you like it love! shsjsk as always thank you for requesting and being my fellow mgg whore! enjoy!

WARNINGS : um.. SMUT! filthy detailed smut, its literally pwp, oral fixations, daddy kink, name callings (degradation), condescension, orgasm control, over stimulation, thigh riding, Dom!Mgg x Sub!Reader, mention of wedding, slight breeding kink, mention of exhibitionism, just whole lotta filth y’all no joke, mgg got me feel some type of ways by that i mean constantly whoreknee.

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It was a particularly sunny day, right from the moment you woke up this morning, you could feel how terribly hot it was but you quickly diverted your thoughts as soon as your eyes landed on the sleeping figure next to you, and you instantly felt the need to grip your pillow tighter, biting your lip at the sight.

Quarantine days is both a blessing and a curse for you and Matthew, the amount of time you get to spend together pleased you both to no end, the endless talk about certain things, the late night food deliveries, cooking together, even making stuffed animals together which is one of your favorite things to do with him because you love them cuties so much. But what’s so great about quarantine is of course the sex, the endless amount of sex all over the house, You’ve done it in the shower, bedroom, kitchen counter, dining table, on your living room, even the car multiple times after grocery runs— time doesn’t really matter either, it could be at night, mornings, afternoons, even god damn 3 am. If Matthew is up for it then i’m up for it, the same goes for Matthew too, if You’re up for it then he’s there in an instant. So lets just say that you’ve been needy all the time.

There he was, laying down on our bed, with only a flimsy boxer that barely covers half of his thighs— the sweat glisten across his chest and you can see the purplish marks you’ve managed to gave them last night are still prominent, the longer you’re looking at him, the more you want to wake him up and just fuck like rabbits all day.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer,” Matthew chuckled as he opened his eyes to meet yours, licking his lips and press his palm on top of your cheeks . “Good morning too creepy stalker, how long have you been awake?” he said as he caressed your skin gently, you can feel his thumb pressing over your soft skin.

Before you were about to answer, your eyes catches a glimpse of his long fingers— now Y/n has always been fascinated with his fingers, there’s just something about it that gets her going, the memories of what it can do always floods her thoughts, like that one time where he fingered her in the middle of his annual family dinner, or that one time he had to make sure you were stayed quiet where he fucks you on a trailer with his cast mates all around, or the random times when he choke you, or stuff his fingers down your throat, or curled them up inside your cunt, everything about that man— your man is perfect down to the last detail.

“Someone’s thinking about something hm? care to share baby?” He keeps his thumb on the edge of your lips knowing damn well that if it inch closer upwards, you’ll surely suckle on the digits— and he won’t have that, not yet.

“definitely not thinking about you old man...” now that, that pushes his buttons like nothing else, your age gap is something very.. peculiar about you two, not far enough that its illegal but far enough for people to raise an eyebrow when they found out— not that you care about stereotypes, neither does he, you both love each other and you’re not breaking any law that’s enough. It even fuels up your relationship, makes everything much hotter, when it feels slightly wrong in the eyes of others.

“ah.. so if i push my fingers down your pretty little cunt, i won’t find you soaked through for me?” she clenched her walls around nothing at that, feeling her wetness dampening the small panties she’s wearing— god she wants him right now but its so good to push his buttons like this. So you rolled your eyes at him, sticking your tongue out before getting up and went to the shower.

You expected him to come chase you, but to your half disappointment half excitement— he went downstairs, sitting on the couch, and enjoying his morning tea. You knew what that meant, he’s mad, mad and turned on. Perfect. After you finished showering, you went downstairs to where he’s at, dressed in one of his oversize thin sheer t-shirt with no panties or bra underneath.

You instantly straddle his hips as you sat down on his lap— directly on the bulge in his boxers before you purr in Matthew’s ear “I’m sorry daddy, i didn’t mean to be such a tease, i just! want you!” you whined, tone bratty as you huff and pout your lips.

God Matthew is a patient man, but when it comes to you looking fuckable and needing to be taught a lesson like this, he has no fucking choice but to give you one.

“You knew better than to push me like that, little girl. Such a mindless baby.” he scoffed, his tone sending warmth down your cunt and you whimpered, before grabbing his wrist to press his thumb on top of your lips and suckle on it— its both calming and exhilarating.

“you and your oral fixations, what an innocent looking baby— but you’re not aren’t you? knowing full well how to get daddy going, so you came down the stairs wearing my shirt and nothing else. Act like a big girl but when i get my hands on you, you’ll just squirm and purr like a dirty little whore.” He can’t blame you- he surely can’t blame you that you begin to grind your bare cunt on his lap as you suck his thumb harder after he said those things.

He lets out a laugh as he sees how desperate you’re for him, grinding your cunt on his thigh practically riding it, as your cute little mouth almost gag on his thumb. Perfect little thing. Your eyes shot up to see his when his fingers goes up to pinch your nipples alternating between the two, pinching and tweaking it knowing how sensitive you are.

“Mmm! daddy!” You moaned through his lips, arching your back and move your hips faster, feeling him bounce his thigh couple of times just to hear you yelp. “Here’s what we’re going to do, you’re going to ride my thigh until i tell you to stop and maybe just maybe i’ll let you ride my cock, we have all day baby, this is what you’ve wanted isnt it?”

You whined out loud as your eyes brimmed with tears in clear desperation, you and Matthew have done this long enough to know that Matthew has a patience that goes on for miles. He could wait even though his cock is practically bursting, he could wait until he sees you all limp and overstimulated— and being a sensitive girl that you are, you know that you’ll be a mess once he’s done with you.

“oh and baby, you can cum whenever you want to..” He said, pressing a kiss on your forehead as he unlocked his phone and scroll down, not paying attention to where you’re literally riding his thigh and sucking on his thumb like a bitch in heat.

The dismissive attitude should offend you, but if it does anything, it riles you up even more— the way he can stay calm when you’re a mess that has come over and over again just by grinding against his thigh turns you on to no end. You continued doing as he commanded and you’ve been doing it for more than 45 minutes (you could swear its actually an hour) when he decided he’s seen enough, pulling out his thumb from your lips before using it to found your clit and give it a slap, rubbing the over sensitive button fastly. “Oh! oh Matthew! mm- ah i’m please need your cock!” Your body shake on his thighs as you let out your 5th orgasms this morning, your toes curl and your head slumped against his shoulder as he praises you “That’s it, my good girl Y/N, i love you.”

As much as you love your daddy, your Fiancé is the one who truly owns your heart and soul, so you droopily gaze your eyes at his underneath your lashes, grabbing his other hand and suckle on his other thumb earning yourself a chuckle from Gube. “Your mouth always needs something to fill it up, doesnt it kitten? greedy little thing” He shakes his head as he use his other hand to pull out his cock, you never knew that cock could be pretty until you met him, His cock always makes you want to cockwarm him all the time— the skin is veiny, its not too long but its big.. stretches you out so good that has you limping the next day, and the tip is ruddy red- pre cum spurting from the top. Fuck, you want him to pound your throat then and there.

“Shh shh, sweet girl, let me do all the work this time yeah? just suck sit pretty and suckle, be my good doll.” He whispered before pushing his cock into your warm wet tight cunt, causing you to jolt at the over sensitivity and moans out loud, “Thats it, take it little girl, being such a good girl for me.” He rasped before laying you down on the couch and pound his cock into you in a fast pace.

“You’re so tight, Y/N” at hearing that your walls clenched around him as you starting to feel the familiar tight knot on your belly, you’re so overstimulated that it doesnt take you long at all to cum all over his cock, letting out choked out whimper and sobs “That’s it, keep coming pretty girl, gonna be good and let me finish inside- fuck right?”

You nodded your head drowsily, holding onto his wrist for dear life as you get fucked with a brutal pace, his thumb falls out your mouth and you begins to whimper, “M-matthew! please”

“I know, i’m close baby, just take it a bit more yeah? cum for me one more time, Y/N c’mon” his voice is strained, signaling that he’s close. you whimpered out that “cant- cant too much!” and Matthew’s thumb instantly went to rub your clit sending you over the edge quickly. “i know you have it in you, pretty girl. come on more— fuck thats it, thats it baby good gi— Ah fuck!” You cum all over his cock, him following not long after, releasing himself inside of you, filling you up as you shake and try to catch your breath.

“I love you— so fucking much Y/N” he whispered as he begins to pull out slowly and watch the cum drip out of her cunt, making him go feral and push his cum back in. “gotta stay full okay? who knows.. maybe i can knock you up before our wedding.”

Oh.. and you thought he won’t be up for round two.

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[jean-does-not-have-a-horseface]

oooh may i request eren with a female s/o who doesn't put up with his bullshit? Like when he gets jealous n stuff

So I turned this into a break up fic because why not!? I live to hurt my own self while writing. I was listening to Noir By Sunmi while writing this hence the title.

Pairing: Eren/ Reader

Tags: angst, breaking up, seriously angst, modern au

Warnings: mentions of jealousy, angst, seriously. Just angst.

Noir

There is a despicable attire masking the way you're looking at Eren. The feeling that's boiling in the depths of your chest as you're sitting across from him on your kitchen table is indescribable. It's mixture of anger and determination, merged with heavy specs of remorse, whether it is for yourself or him, you haven't decided yet.

Your reflection in the glass of the kitchen table is mocking you. In it you can see a few of the cupboards behind you, you can see your inox fridge that's decorated in numerous small polaroids and you can see your hair, being messy and tousled, just like it always is when you're staying indoors. But you- no, your face. Your face looks deformed and blank, lost in the aggravating aspects of an angered expression.

Setting your eyes to any where but Eren isnt a simple task. Rather, you find no interest in looking at the borders between the marble tiles of the floor. They were plain and annoying to look at, but if you could you'd pretend they could calm you down. Keeping your huff in though, you alternate your gaze onto the top of the counter, onto the tap of the sink. You squint, pretending to take a good notice of the forms that light reflects into the object.

"I just don't want other guys being too touchy with you." Eren groans.

"Aren't we over this?" You roll your eyes.

"Yes, just pointing out that you wouldn't like that either."

There he goes again and you can't help but immediately snap your orbs to his direction. You have lost count of how many times he has mentioned it in only the span of five hours. He mentioned in while taking a shower, he mentioned it while working out, be mentioned it while cooking yet you've chosen to ignore him. Yet you know that ignorance doesn't benefit anyone, ever.

And you shouldn't act as if you're surprised, especially since you haven't addressed this. This is Eren. This has always been Eren. Expressing your concerns to Eren about how you feel he should trust you more has never worked, why should it work now?

"Eren, I can trust you that you won't let anyone do that!? Don't you trust me?"

"Yes, but."

"But?"

"I don't trust what others want to do to you. And what if you give in? Did you just wake up one day and decided to just devote ourself to me specifially?"

Eren is bitterly jealous. There's this spite that's hiding the aqua lines of his eyes, this sour mood that he always carries around when he gets in it. This stops him from being able to eat even slightly to normal; his hands are nervous and sweaty, his fork is abandoned to the side of his plate, his thumbs tapping onto the flat sides of his plate as if he's waiting for a response. There's not even the hint of a crump going down his throat, more so there's not a single bite taken off of his sandwich.

"Eren no one was touchy with me. Jean, Reiner, Armin, Marco... these are literally our friends since school!" You speak, munching onto your own food.

"I know."

"Then? Want to talk about it?"

You hate the way you make it sound like it's okay to casually be tender to him when he's judging you but you've been munching onto that bite of your cold noodles for a long time now. Your throat is refusing to take down bites anymore in result of you having stuffed your mouth to the full. It's an effort to shush yourself, to silence that voice that begs to come out and speak words you might regret.

"It's just." Eren pauses.

And you wait for his words to come out. By tapping your own hand onto the the glass of the table, you fixate your gaze onto Eren's uncomfortable form. You watch as his face gets buried to the palms of his hands, you watch as he refuses to face you while he clicks his tongue. His foot is rapidly tapping onto the floor, his hair is being pulled back by his fingers. The loud exhales he takes are indicators to the heavy weight that's sitting on his chest.

"It's so hard for me because I imagine you being with others, I don't want anyone to get their hands on something that's mine. And it's driving me crazy (y/n)."

Out of spite you push your eyes to the side. Facing Eren isn't something you feel like you're free to do at the moment. It's horrendous that you have to answer to that. Your heart is alternating between hammering inside your chest and dropping to your stomach. Your mind is confused as to what you should begin to think, or say. This is Eren, you keep repeating to your self, your spongy brain though is refusing to believe it.

It makes you wonder; Is this a time to be kind or is the last straw?

"Eren this is destroying you isn't it?"

Eren nods and then hides inside the neck of his hoodie, he pulls his sleeves over his palms and brings his elbows to the top of the table, setting them down as he leaned his face into his now clenched fists. You take it upon you to swallow that amount of food that's in your mouth up until now and when you do it goes down your throat dryly, painfully even. Your eyes are somewhat stinging, tiny little droplets are already starting to form in their corners.

"I don't want to feel like this anymore."

"It's destroying me too. Your jealousy."

Your chest rises and falls, your eye brows furrowing paid fully over your eyes as you look down. You can feel the gaze that's fixated on you; Eren is burning holes through your form with his piercing gaze, even if you can't see it it's a fact that you can't help but ignore. You heart the clenching of your teeth as your jaw locks onto place, trying to salvage every aspect of what can be saved between you and Eren.

"Then what did you suggest we do?" Eren quarries with a soft voice, his arm reaching out to wiggle underneath the grip you have of your face and hair.

"I-"

Maybe you can try. Couples try and fight for each other. And then things are supposed to get better. When you're down he's supposed to help you reach the top and you're supposed to do that too. It just doesn't feel like that with Eren anymore. You feel like Eren is holding you back, you feel like he's digging and delving into the past in such way that present doesn't matter to him anymore. You hate to think that it's not healthy to stay with each other anymore. If you weren't so exhausted by this being your new reality, you would be willing to try.

Your hands move reluctantly from their grip on your head, your thumbs shivering as you moved then down and along Eren's cubits. You trace imaginary lines over his slightly olive skin. Your fingers, shaking as much as your thumb work into taking his hands on yours, as you're pressing your palms onto his knuckles slightly.

"Maybe we should take a break from each other."

Your lips feel lighter than air as you mouth the words, still you're more concerned about how Eren is taking the sentence up. It's not easy to digest; you moved your eyes onto his form and suddenly they're stuck there, that pained expression is suppressing your lips in a puckered state, harsh lines spreading all over the volume of your lips.

"I didn't say this for you to tell me that."

Eren throws his hands in a orbit that's years of light away from yours. He's not touching you anymore, and you lose every ounce of affection in your body. The stinging tears that had threatened to fall are starting to vanish, hiding inside the sponge tissue of the corners of your eyes. A shiver runs through you as you watch Eren's nervous foot stop it's rhythm.

"I know."

"I'm sorry. I've talked about this with you so many times. And I'm just not feeling like I can do this anymore. I wish I could fight about us even more, but I can't be the only one fighting. I feel horrible for saying this but Eren, saying this sentence felt liberating for me. I feel free."

"There's no need to explain yourself. It's fine. Fine. I made you feel this way and yeah." Eren bit his lip as he spoke.

"I didn't think we'd end like this."

"Me neither." He snarls.

"I'm sorry"

"Don't be." His nose scrunches as he sniffles.

His eyes trace the uneaten sandwich in his plate, then they followed a forbidden path to you. But before he meets your eyes, he snaps his gaze back to what he was originally eyeing to distract himself. He wants to lash out, he wants to shout, but for what he doesn't know. It is rather odd to just sprout nonsense to someone who doesn't want to be standing across from him just because his devotions belonged to them up until second day ago.

Thus he bites on the inside of his cheek, pointy teeth digging into the soft flesh with fury, opening holes that he knows will be a pain in the ass before they heal again.

Without him, you'll be free. The phrase is a loop that's repeating into his head like a snap to reality.

Eren watchea as you bite your top lip and push your chair backwards, prompting your self up and away from the table, with your lips pushed into a thin line. He can see that it feels like a walk of shame, from your point in the kitchen to the sink, the way that your feet sound when clashing with the tiles of the floor indicate your need to not disturb him further. As if you're pitying him.

Eren grows to hate the way your pity presents it self. As if he is sick. But you are right.

"I'll go to sleep to Sasha's tonight and I'll come get my stuff tomorrow." You announced, without ever turning to look at him.

If he can work on himself he can try to get you back, he thinks and sighs. Nontheless he refuses to reply; he hasn't been given a right to reply to such statement. He can only let you go, and try not to be swallowed by the suffocating thought of you moving on without him.

At least now you can be free of that.

Taglist: @sasageyowrites @levisbrat25 @puredivinity @ackermans-freedom-inc @callmepromise @nobody-knows-anymore @berrijam @lzrers

[laboflove]

Megumi x FR

•Megumi aged up•

Megumi X Cheerleader

❗Warnings❗{Smut, degradation, hard dom, dacryphilia, spanking, drinking}

A/N: Megumi thinks you're pretty much an airhead since you're a cheerleader so he tries to take advantage of that but ends up falling for you

Your body drops letting him see those tight safety shorts all the cheerleaders wore, it's like you were all made for slutty clothes. It was pretty hot but for some reason he never looked at the other girls, only at you. It was probably because you werent like the others, you were so naive, so innocent and such an airhead. It was fun teasing you, making fun of you for getting simple answers wrong and tugging at your skirt even though you hated it.

"Megumi" he looks up seeing your bright eyes and large smile, "Hey" he says with a nod as you sit down in front of him, "so whatre you doing here?" You ask while opening a bottle of water. "You left this at class" he shows you a white book covered in stickers making you blush beet red. "G-give it!" You rush to grab it but he pulls it back, wrapping his arm around your waist.

So close! Megumi was super good looking! One of the hottest guys at the campus in fact but this wasnt important. "Give it Megumi" you say but he doesnt, only holding you down with a smirk. "I was being nice but now I'm kinda curious" and worry fills your mind. "D-dont" you say but he opens it and looks through the pages.

"What's this?" He asks as he looks through the pages filled with notes and drawings of buildings with measurements, but arent you in arts? He notices you looking away, you gave up? That's weird, you never gave up. "Dont worry about it, its nothing" you say while taking the book back and grabbing your stuff. "See you later" you leave making him shocked, so personal things like that make you pissed? How fun.

"C'mon" his fingers graze against your thigh making you curl up, "Leave me alone" you whisper, your hand pressing against his chest. "Why? You're always flirting with Megumi so why cant I?", "I-I dont flirt with him" you mutter feeling your blood boil. You talked to Megumi yeah, but it was because he was always being a dick or when you needed help with assignments but that was it. "Hey" both of your heads turn and the guy is sent flying across the hall.

"M-megumi" he looks at you with a look hes never given before, worry, "Are you okay?" He asks in a softer voice too. Is he okay? "I'm fine" you whisper, fixing your bag and taking your sweater out of it to wrap around your waist. "What the fuck Megumi" he hears from on the ground, "I may be a douchebag but I'd never touch a girl if she didnt want it" he says then grabs your wrist, pulling you down the hallway. Uh oh.

"You're so fucking stupid" he says as he pushes you into an empty classroom, "So fucking naive and you cant even stick up for yourself" you look down at the floor but he tilts your face up, grabbing your cheeks hard to make you look into his eyes. "When something like that happens do anything to stop it, because if you dont, bad shit will happen and I'm not alw-" he stops but you both know the end of that sentence making you blush a soft pink.

"I'm sorry" you whisper and as your phone buzzes you pull away, "Thank you, if you're still here by six maybe I can take you to eat somewhere" you leave in a rush as he looks at his hand. Hes getting too close, way too close.

You dance to the blaring music, holding a plastic red cup in your hand filled with who knows what. He watches your body move, holding a bottle of beer and listening to Yuji ramble about girls and which ones hed like to sleep with but it was Yuji, he never got any girls unless Sukuna was taking over his body.

"But my first one would have to be Y/N, I mean just look at her, shes got an amazing body and I'd love to hear her scream my name" he clenches the bottle tight feeling his anger build up, almost overflowing but he calms himself down. "Eh, shes not that special, total airhead" he says then leaves to a different room, Yuji could do whatever he wanted, it didn't matter because he didnt like you that way and never would.

He watches as he walks up to you and suddenly hes walking towards you as well. Your eyes glance back slightly shocked as arms slowly wrap around you but your widened eyes soften. "Megumi" he smiles hearing his name come out of your mouth, "Hey Beautiful" and you blush, you've been told it often but the way he said it sounded so meaningful and honestly it was the first time you've ever liked being told it.

Time passes as you both dance and talk, giggles filling whatever silence there is and soon enough you and him are drunk, muttering things into each others ears, sitting on his lap, his hands holding your skirt down to make sure no one sees anything and your arms wrapped around his neck. "Why're you so pretty?" He whispers as he leans into your lips, barely touching them making you slightly mad. You wanted to kiss him but he wouldnt get close enough, wouldnt let you get close enough too and you could feel your need building up.

"You want to kiss me?" he whispers into your ear and you drunkenly nod with a small giggle. "So drunk arent you" you lean into his lips but he stops you, "Gimme a kiss" you mumble but he shakes his head.

"Sorry Princess but you're incredibly drunk and I cant just do that to you" he says, trying to make you feel better but all you do is grumble and whine. You were worked up, he had a massive boner and it got you horny too and all you wanted was to please him.

"Your place or mine?" He asks after some time of walking but finds you asleep, "I guess mine" he says then heads to his.

You nuzzle into his chest as his arms wrap around your body, "Megumi" he looks down but you're still asleep making him smile. You looked so peaceful but the shared smell of liquor was making it less comforting. Maybe he should wake you, it wouldnt be good to sleep like this. But then again you didnt have any clothes and you needed to sleep.

You turn around and his slightly intoxicated self heightens the feeling of you pressed right up against him. He whispers your name into your ear, making your eyes open slightly, "Hm" you hum out, you start sobering up and he whispers something into your ear making you turn red.

"P-pervert" he chuckles as his hand rub your side, you were soft but goosebumps were forming which was cute. So shy and so innocent now that you're sobering up. His eyes close again feeling sleep take over him but your grinding against his crotch keeps him from it. "Stop it" he says but you dont, "Play with me" you mumble and as his hand runs up your body you expect him to tilt your face to kiss you but instead his hand wraps around your neck, grabbing it with a bit of force eliciting a gasp from you.

"Take your clothes off, say Red to stop" he mutters in a lower tone and you nod fast, he sounded irritated and you didnt want to make him angry. Once your clothes are off you look back, turning red, seeing him naked as well with only his hipbone and down covered. He smirks seeing your eyes take in the sight, you knew he worked out but you didnt know he was this strong.

"Want a kiss now?" You nod fast as your eyes shine and he smiles, "Take it then" you rush to kiss him making him chuckle at your eagerness, he pulls you onto his lap, looking up at you slightly as his hands rest on your backside, grinding you against him slowly. Tiny, soft moans escape your mouth feeling his hardness rub between your folds, "Megumi" you whine out into his neck.

"I have con-", "No, want you" his mouth goes dry and he lifts you slightly, "You want me?" He asks earning fast nods. "Like this?" A gasp fills the room as he pushes in a single finger, "N-no, want you" he chuckles against your neck thinking of endless ways to tease you but the main thing he wants is for you to beg so, he doesnt remove his finger, he pushes it in and out slowly, not doing anything only making you angry.

"Please" he leans into your ear and bites it slightly, "What do you want?" You shake your head earning a spank. "Tell me" he says but you shake your head again earning another one making you hiss and whine. "Please Megu- ah!" You cover your mouth as he delivers another spank but it's harder this time.

The process goes on, him asking to barely receive an answer and none are what he wants, he sighs then pulls your hair back as you softly cry, "One last chance" he growls out slightly, "Y-your cock, please" he pulls you down onto him making you whine and sob into his neck.

"Such a naughty girl arent you?" He asks as he guides you on him, you felt like actual Heaven, your insides were nice and tight, warm and you were sucking him in so nicely. You nod as tears fall down your face making him twitch, "Fuck me, you're so perfect" he growls into your ear, insults coming after of him telling you how needy you were, that you were just a hole to him, a cumdump, something to use making more tears fall down your face but you loved it, something about being put down like this made it feel so good.

You move your hips to his movements feeling yourself about to break and as it's about to crash he keeps you still. "Try to come without me again and I wont be very nice", "Sorry" you whisper, leaning into him more, feeling soft, mushy and needy.

You both go again and the insults slowly turn into compliments, he moans as you clench around him and you whimper, "Come" he says and your body shakes, immediately at his demand. He thrusts up into you hard making you sob out into the room, "Shh Baby, I've got you" he whispers, hands rubbing your back, pulling you as close as possible and leaving soft kisses on your head.

"So perfect for me, such a good girl. Everything I said isnt true, okay?" You nod with soft cries and he kisses you softly, too rough for the first time and definitely not the right time but you were both definitely sober by now. "I love you" he suddenly says making you stop crying, "I love you too" and he stands. He always said hed never date, especially with someone like you but here he is, confessing his love for you and needing you more than ever.

[m4rkiza]

another headcanon

this feels like a fanfiction but anyway,

leon and raihan is a pretty healthy couple.when theyre in the middle of an argument,if one raise their voice just a bit,the other backs off and suggest to take a few hours,even days to cool down, and then talk about it when theyre calm and is able to think straight to avoid unwanted events.

and currently theyre in the middle of an argument,theres a rising problem in the league,and them being the top trainers with equally great intelligence,  theyre expected to solve it

theyve been arguing because when theyre discussing about how to solve it,theres a ...quite serious disagreement , which led into a debating session,so they decide to have time to think about it by themselves instead of discussing about it,just for a day or two.

but theres another problem rising,which came from a different source, a pokemon breeding centre,theres some issue with dragon type pokemon,leon expect raihan to be the only person whos expected to help,but because leon has 2 on his team,he was asked to help raihan. sadly he cant decline the request. 

theyre in the middle of their “argument” but that doesnt matter of course,since both got an email to help the breeder to solve the pokemon breeding issue,they push their personal problems aside and try to discuss about it,which sadly led into another debating session. both decide to stop and sit down

raihan lets out a sigh “3 days?”

“..sure i guess” leon answer hesitantly,both actually cool off easily and they certainly dont need 3 days to just cool down and think. 3 days without raihan is too long afterall,but leon assume that maybe,he had pushed the wrong buttons and just agree to avoid another conflict,which wont happen.he knows raihan, but he rather not

raihan tilts his head “you look hesitant, 2 days maybe? ive already set up papers to solve the other problem we had,so i guess 2 days is enough,how about you?”

leon looks up to raihan, “i already figure out yesterdays solution too, so... 2 days? then we discuss about the league issue,then suggesting it to the staff?”

raihan nodded “yes,then we discuss about this and gave the result to the pokemon breeding centre”

leon agrees, finally,an agreement.

the next day comes, leon suddenly has an appointment out of nowhere,oleana certainly didnt tell him about this,and now,leon is sorrounded by hellspawns.

hes in the local kindergarten,which is not bad, but this kindergarten hits different,leon has lost count of kids whos trying to stole his cap and pull his cape off. heck,even one kid almost peed on him. 

once hes free from hell,he really wants to reunite with raihan,but theyre on their...relationship break? he doesnt even know what its called because its really rare for them to argue.

but because leon is on the edge of bursting out,he decide to just,take a quick shower to make himself look presentable,and flew to hammerlocke

he arrives at the gym, walking through the hall,being guided by one of the gym trainer,to raihans office. his eyes is already glassy with tears.

he entered raihans office, raihan is there, sitting on the couch with paperworks,he move his head to meet leon,eyes wide when he see a familiar purple hair

“leon? do you want to discuss it now? ive cooled down and i al-”

leon lets out a mewl,a sad one. which surprises raihan. raihan stared at him,brows furrowing,he noticed leons golden eyes were glistening “wait-” he got up,walks his way to leon “dandelion,darling” oh how leon has been craving to be called that, “whats wrong? did i do something-”

“i had a surprise appointment today” leon croak out “i- oleana didnt told me about it-” did he just sob? “i wasnt prepared and we went to a fucking place filled with tiny demonic creatures” he leans in to raihans comforting touch “worst than giratina and darkrai, id prefer to hang out with them rather than those- those kids” leons sobs got more violent “they- they were trying to stole my champion hat and tried to pull of my cape,which almost choked me,dragon” 

raihan concerns starts to grow faster when leon called him dragon,since leon only use that particular nickname when he feels unsafe or when hes super stressed out. 

“i- i almost cried in place, i was tired for- figuring out the solutions and we had 2 debate in a span of one week, we, we rarely argue dragon,” leons grip on raihans arm got tighter,”those kids” raihan can see pure fear in leons eyes “hit the spot,one- one of them almost peed on me raihan,im glad one of the teacher grab them fast enough,i wouldnt know what id do if that actually happened”

raihan hold leon tight,then make him to sit down on the couch, leon didnt let go of raihan when raihan wanted to take a cup of water, he asked raihan to stay and hold him more, raihan cant blame him,that kindergarten IS basically hell and he doesnt understand how the teacher can withstand those tiny demons, this week has been hectic too,he cant blame leon really,he felt bad about initiating one of the debates but,i guess that doesnt matter anymore when theyve found the solutions.

leon is now on his lap,hugging raihan by the shoulder sobbing quietly. all raihan can do is hugging leon back,making sure he feels safe. 

after the sobbing had died down,raihan asks leon

“lee?baby?” raihan calls out, leon lets out a mumble, “let me handle the pokemon breeding issue yeah? its about dragon type afterall,i can do it myself,im just gonna take your typed out suggestions and take care of it by my own,about the league issue,lets just combine our solution and come with a neutral conclusion, is that okay darling? or do you want to discuss about it tomorrow? we can stay in my place if you want”

leon slowly repositioned his body to face raihan,he nodded “yeah, okay,ill let you take care of the breeding centre,but dont overwork yourself raihan, about the league,lets just combine our solutions,it does feels irresponsible though,they expect us-”

“leon,my dearest,lets think about YOU for awhile,the league aint shit,my love,how do you feel about it?” raihan cuts off

“...i..personally,i dont want too..” leon looks down, he wants to give the best for the league,but raihan is right,he needs to prioritize himself just for tonight,so he can give the best to the region tomorrow morning

“there you go,now- let me just-” raihan proceed to carry leon, as if hes a baby,leon just dont give a single fuck at this point,he just want to sleep like a rock for 8 hours,he leaned and put his head near raihans neck,looping his arm around raihans shoulder tighter,hes grateful raihan is big and strong enough to carry a 80kg bulky man like he is

“dragon,love” leon mumbled right next to raihans ear, “im..sorry i initiated the breeding center debate,i .. i shouldnt even argue with you,you knew so much more”, raihan kissed leons head, “no worries baby,i dont mind,you are a bit...selfish sometimes,but its okay,its not like im far from that either,since im the one who started to argue about the league issue,despite me not knowing much about it,im sorry about that too”

leon answered “so we good?”

raihan smiled, “always been”

leon hugged raihan tighter and closed his eyes,trusting his dragon that he will take care of him,when leon opened his eyes,hes already in a familiar place,raihans apartment,to be more specific,hes on the bed,wearing one of raihans t-shirt and...his own pajama pants? raihan is currently putting socks on his left feet,raihan noticed that his prince has woke up, “go back to sleep,ill keep you safe,i wont let rose or oleana to put their hands on you” leon looked at him “but how about you?im not gonna have a day off tomorrow if youre not sitting next to me,whats the point of a single day off if 1 of my favorite person isnt there next to me?”

raihans got surprised “wait how did you know i told them to give you a day off?” leon smiled “instinct”

raihan chuckled while crawling to the bed,setting himself next to leon, “i didnt enter hell today so i dont need one” he teased, leon hugs raihan by the waist,giving it a firm grip “raihan my precious dragon, love,sweetheart,im begging you to stay, please,im not fully sane yet,i need you to keep me on the ground,and dont commit a genocide,raihan pleaaase,do your work at home-” raihan cuts him off “no! you’d help me with it! you need to rest,prince!” raihan answered with a laugh, leon tighten his grip “but i need you! how can you leave me alone and insane like this! how dare you!” leon said,mimicking his voice to sound like a dramatic damsel in distrest

raihan obeys,of course he will,hes actually on the edge too,the breeders are plain out stupid and its no wonder that the dragon type mons had an issue,they shouldve put the baby on HIS breeding center instead,he knows well about it anyway,who the heck brought the baby dragons there?! not to mention how they act like they know more than raihan,the dragon tamer,the only certified dragon type specialist in the whole region. raihan was so fed up,the paperwork from the gym arent helping either,he got 3 helping hands and it overwhelms them all,he guess he should give the whole gym trainer just a single day break to sleep the whole day and get themselves charge. and so he did,he typed out a short email to all the gym trainers,that they will have a day off tomorrow,

leon smiled in satisfaction as raihan typed out the email on his phone,he knew raihan was close to murder someone too,,but knowing raihan,he wont take a day off if leon told him too. but raihan WILL do it,if leon beg raihan to stay with him,hes concerned about it and might talk about it, that he should prioritize himself and not his lover,but not definitely not now,nor later.someday probably.

after raihan sent the emails,he turned off the bedside lamp, and proceed he put his head on leons plump chest, “alright,nighty night prince,i love you”

leon put his hand on top of raihans head,petting it gently“night dragon,i love you too”

then they sleep. 

[mxdnightlvers]

Cold- A Saeran Fanfic

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Game: Mystic Messenger

Story: Another story

Route: Ray route 8th day

Character: Suit Saeran

~~~Please read these warnings

-NSFW

TW; Slight exhibitionism, slight dumbification, choking.

(They're all consensual.)

These topics can make you uncomfortable so please dont read if you know this isnt your cup of tea.

~~~End of warnings :)

BTW SAERAN DOESN'T WEAR SOCKS WITH HIS SHOES AND I??? LIKE WHY DUDE.

Thanks alot to @sensetenou for this idea!

*contains spoilers for Ray route :)*

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My bed, it remained the same but now became too uncomfortable to sleep in. The sheets falling off, blanket tossed to the side, the pillows being the only item that's neat. The light from the window that usually was the start of another fun day soon became unwanted as the days became painful to endure. The clouds passed by slowly, in harmony with the wind. The birds chirped and the garden was visible from my window. It looks, peaceful.

The long walk down the hallway that soon revealed a gorgeous garden. The cold air that made me shiver a bit. Ray noticed that and offered to give me his jacket. He smiled brightly as he fitted it onto me and he toured me of the garden.

I stood out in the garden, looking at the flowers that reminded me of Ray. I haven't seen him all day and didn't seem well in the chat rooms either.

"Who's there?" I hear from behind me and turn around to see Ray.

His sobbing broke my heart as he spouted insults at himself. I wanted to tell him that he isn't worthless and that he is such a kind and caring person. I wanted to hug him and take all of his self hate away.

"Ray! Stop please!" I spoke up, my voice cracking halfway.

"I don't hate you! I really really like you! So can you please look at me?"

His eyes met mines and I pulled him in for a kiss.

My room was now off limits to all believers. The room that was prepared by Ray now had a suffocating atmosphere to it. I gazed outside the window, trying to relive my memories with Ray. I wonder if I escaped to the outside, I would be peaceful once more. The thought quickly disappeared myself as I reminded myself of Saeran.

"Saeran..." I mumbled to myself.

I turned my attention to my room and gazed upon the sight. The flowers that Ray gifted to me has now wilted, the stems barely holding the flower up. Those flowers were all I had left of Ray as I tried to hold his memory on for long as possible. I opened the chat room to see that V announced that the party was going to be on hold. I took a deep breath as I had an idea of what was going to happen to me. I was scared but I can't give up just yet.

The thought of Saeran crosses my mind again. Just, how much did he suffer to turn into this? I want to run away from this place but I want to stay, for Saeran and Ray's sake. The warmhearted man that would care for me was now someone who used anger as a shield for them. It was something hard for me to get used to. I did not want to accept any of this. I don't want to believe that he had been hurt so much to make him like this. Maybe if we escaped together he would finally find peace in his heart. I held onto the hope that we would soon escape this place as it was all I had.

"I need a break." I sighed looking at the clouds.

I weakly stood up and made my way into the bathroom. I turned on the sink to splash some water onto my face. I dried my face in the mirror and looked at how frail I had become. My color had faded from my face, my eyes being the only color visible. However, my eyes could barely keep themselves open, yearning for me to rest.

"Princess..." A voice I know all too well called out for me.

The room changing to a suffocating atmosphere and I took deep breaths, anticipating what's going to happen next.

Slam!

The door was forced open and in its entrance stood Saeran. His eyebrows furrowed, mint eyes staring through me. His stance was tall even though he was only a few inches taller. His tie was slightly loosened and his clothes weren't ironed, making all the creasing visible. Just the sight of him made me feel timid.

"Tch! The RFA's attack is so lame with V canceling the party." He scoffed, looking at me in annoyance.

"V said that the party will be on hold-"

"Hahaha! V is just tricking you to keep you hoping. Do you honestly believe that man? What an airhead." He taunted, making me look down at the floor.

"Ugh you and V piss me off so much. Seriously, how can you be such a useless toy."

My eyes stayed fixed onto the bathroom tiles, my back leaned against the sink countertop and my hair falling forwards. His words would always tug at my heart but I always reminded myself to not let it get the better of me. Even if he is to call me names or to hurt me, he would eventually get hurt in the end. Either way, it's not healthy for the both of us. However, I cannot let myself be swayed by his actions and words as I hope to escape this place safely with him. I took deep breaths in this suffocating atmosphere, the tension rising more between us.

"Hey, princess. Are you ignoring me? Do you think you have a right to ignore me?" He snapped, my eyes directing their attention to his body.

"Such a boring toy, do something to entertain me!" He shouted almost hitting his hand on the wall.

"This is annoying. Such a useless toy! This is annoying. This is annoying. This is annoying!" He screamed.

His voice cracked as he desperately tried to insult me.

"Do you know why they cancelled the party? Because you screwed everything up not me! This is all your fault!" He scolded along with a loud thump against the wall only to see that he slammed his fist against the wall.

"Saeran that's enough! You'll just hurt yourself!"

"Shut up! Who do you think you are to tell me that!"

With that sentence he grabbed me by my waist and pinned me down onto the cold bathroom floor. My head pulsed from the impact, my eyes squinting from the pain. I tried to gain my focus back and looked at the figure above me. His hands were over my shoulders and legs beside mines, my legs falling onto the floor. His eyes seemed to be brighter through his hair, a smirk plastered on face. I moved my legs, pushing my body away from his but he pinned my arms down, pulling me back to him.

"You're the worst. You piss me off so much and you're so boring, should I just get rid of you here?" He cursed at me.

"Saeran please..." I pleaded, not sure what else to say.

My head still ached but I barely paid attention to his insults. He noticed that and gripped onto my arms tighter. I flinched and looked at him. He shouted at me to answer him but my words came out incoherent. He started holding me tighter, his nails hurting me a bit.

"Saeran stop." I winced at the pain.

It wasn't expected but he released his grip from me. His hands still held mines firmly but he wasn't hurting me anymore. His eyes were wide, seemingly shocked but he quickly removed any signs of worry.

"Ugh such a boring toy can't you do anything interesting?" He taunted.

He seemed somewhat timid a few seconds ago and now he's spouting insults at me again. Whenever he showed any form caring, his actions will always revert to his anger. His anger was a shield for him, he gets angry because he's scared that his hope will turn into despair. The small details meant a lot, which made me more aware of his feelings. I just wish I can somehow save him from this pain. He grabbed my head, pulling me out of my thoughts as he realized that I was spacing out.

"Tch! don't ignore me! Are you trying to provoke me?" His voice ringed in my ears but I managed to keep my eyes away from his

"Oh? You are ignoring me." He remarked as he realized my actions.

"Haha well? Make me mad! Mess with me Come on, try it hmm? I'll play with you." He yelled, his words echoing throughout the bathroom.

His face was inches away from mines. The feeling of his breath ghosting my skin, which raised goosebumps everywhere. I placed my hands on his shoulders, anxious of what's to come. He unexpectedly pressed his lips against my neck in places he had previously marked me. He bit down on my skin but not enough to hurt me. My eyes widened and my jaw opened at his actions not knowing how to react at first. If we were mutual about our feelings for each other this would be a pleasurable feeling but in the end he was just taunting me. I took deep breaths in, the feeling being somehow wanted and unwanted at the same time. My hands were still on his shoulders but my push against him became weaker. My eyes shut as I tried to redirect my thoughts.

His lips were placed on my neck. He was now gently nipping at my skin. He's above me but his hands that held onto me loosened. His grip onto me weakened. I questioned him and even, myself. My feelings were conflicted with my thoughts in a battle of 'yes' and 'no'.

"Tch!"

He suddenly pulled away, and I opened my eyes to realize that my hands has unknowingly creeped into his hair. He was now towering over my body that was still laid out on the floor. I tried to gather my thoughts, confused by my own actions. Saeran looked down at me frowning but, it was not at my gesture but at something else.

"Didn't I tell you this already? This smell of yours been getting on my nerves." He insulted, mentioning the unknown smell once again.

"Don't tell me you don't even know how to wash properly." He scorned.

"But I don't know-" I replied standing up but quickly getting cut off.

"Do you want to know, hmm?"

I looked at him and thought about my answer.

"Hah! Did you think you actually had a choice even if you answered?"

He smirked at me, his devilish smile showing his intentions. He kicked off his shoes and walked towards me. My thoughts were immediately cut off when he grabbed my wrist and dragged me into the shower, my sandals falling off in the process. He turned on the cold water and pushed me into it. The feeling of cold water made me flinch and I quickly moved out of the water. Saeran however did not like my actions and dragged me back into the freezing water, soaking me in my clothes. I brought my hands as close as they can be, trying to create some sort of warmth as I trembled underneath the water. I pulled and twisted my wrist to be freed from Saeran's grip but the cold water made me weaker, keeping his grip firm onto me.

"Haha! Hahaha! I'll tell you. I'll tell you how much you need to wash before you see me." He laughed hysterically at my struggles, running his hand through his hair and looking at the ceiling.

His smile wide, forming creepily on his face and his messy hair that covered his wide eyes. He was pretty dry, only a few drop of water stained on his suit.

"Stop please!" I yelped, his eyes focusing their attention on me.

"Ugh, should I just mask your mouth or something. I'll listen to you after you're tamed." He looked at me with disgust, his glare making me timid and forcing me into obedience.

My back suddenly hit the wall, arching at the impact. He had his hand around my neck but they fell to my hips to keep me in place. The pain I felt quickly disappeared as he made no haste in attaching his lips to my neck again. My hands reached to his shoulders to push him away giving me no time to process the situation. I wriggled in his grasp, my legs brushing against his now, wet clothes. He bit my neck, any words that I tried to say turning into small yelps. He was rough, his teeth biting at my skin, sucking and licking at places. He got what he wanted as I couldn't say anything but incoherent whines. Even if I wanted to say anything, I don't know what I could say. Seeing Saeran react like this was very new and shocking to me. It may be to taunt me but he would never take advantage of me, so why would he go this far? His left hand trailed down my body and rested at the edge of my dress. My legs closed at the feeling but his hands gripped my thighs and forced them open.

"Please please please." I repeated in my thoughts, my eyes closing again.

I did not want to think about what's happening but my mind redirected itself.

I did not want to think about the way he kissed my neck so rough but so gentle. The feeling of his teeth gently nipping at me. I did not want to think about his hand loosening their grip on my hips and moving to the back of my waist and pulling me closer. His hands also gripping my thighs but loosening to circle his thumbs against my skin.

"Why?"

"Why am I thinking this way?"

"Why am I paying attention to the small details?"

"Why is he being gentle?"

"What does any of this mean if it means anything?"

"Why do I feel myself getting hotter despite the cold water that previously splashed on me?"

"I'm not supposed to feel this way."

"But... why does my body disagree?"

My yelps slowly became into soft sighs and whines. My body that was tensed slowly became melted under his touch. I did not want to give in but my body disobeyed. My breathing fastened as I became needy for him. I wanted to push him away. I wanted to struggle away but I also yearned for him. Even if I did try to push him away my grip would always intentionally weaken. It felt wrong but it also felt so right. I felt conflicted, being between pushing him away or giving into the temptation. His actions became gentle and he tried not to hurt me. Even though he's mean towards me, I couldn't bring myself to despise him. The small details meant so much more to me. He is rough at first but his actions became gentle and caring. I did not understand why and I don't think he realized it either. No matter how hard I tried to convince myself, my body and thoughts would always direct me to one answer. Slowly, my hands that were pushing him away, started gently pulling him closer. I moved my hands to entangle into his hair but he pulled away at my gestures.

"Who do you think you are to do that? Are you enjoying yourself too much?"

When he pulled away I did not bother to think about my actions as I had already decided on what I wanted. I paid no attention to his words and instead I studied his figure. Even though its wet, his suit seemed to fit him more attractively. His tie was loosened around his neck. His lips red and mouth slightly ajar from kissing me. His cheeks were tinted red and his eyes lost any traces of anger in them. He looked as if he was slowly losing his persona. If only I could pretend that nothing happened in the past few days and rush to him right now. The sight of him warmed my heart, hoping for him to hopefully find himself again. I could feel his gaze on me as if he was studying me as well. He lifted my chin up and I tried to avoid eye contact with him. I was sure that my cheeks were blushing and I was still breathing heavily. He understood my actions and softly chuckled.

"Oh? Haha Haha," He chuckled softly, "You are enjoying yourself aren't you princess? My my, such a naughty girl."

"Maybe you'll actually be good girl for me hmm?" He hummed in delight.

He leaned into me again and his hands ran up the sides of my body and stopped at the neckline of my dress. His hands played gently with the lace and my heart fastened at his movements. His gentle moments stopped and I was jerked forward towards his body. A loud tear echoed throughout the bathroom as peices of fabric fell off my shoulders. He had ripped the lace part of my dress, enough for it to fall off my shoulders. I gasped at my clothes that was now useless. He forced the dress off me and tossed it outside the shower. I was left in my underwear that was soon to be removed. He stayed put and made no haste in tossing my bra away as well. A blush became highly visible on my face and my hands crossed over my chest in embarrassment. He forced my hands to my side, my body on full view again. His movements were quick which gave me no time to react. He was rough but this time, I welcomed his actions towards me.

He pulled my underwear down along with his body and he looked up at me. My face reddened more and he chuckled at my reactions. We exchanged no words, our actions being enough to tell eachother what we wanted. He bit the inside of my legs and trailed his tongue up to my thighs. I gasped at the feeling and my hands moved aimlessly, not knowing what to do. He kept eye contact as the water flickered back and forth onto his face. His glare was intense and his eyes were now filled with lust. I tried talking but my words came out as soft gasps and sighs. He stopped at my thighs, leaving hickies there. He barely touched me and I was already going crazy. My hands moved from my sides and into his hair, tugging it slightly. He trailed his tongue further up my thighs, his breath ghosting where I needed to be touched the most. I held his head and pulled him closer, but again, he pulled away. I pouted, upset that he stopped his actions. He did not say anything and pushed me against the wall again. He stepped back and looked at me up and down clearly enjoying the position he had me in. He bit his lip and I crossed my hands over my chest and closed my legs, feeling shy once more. He frowned and placed his hands on my hips. This gesture made my hands fall to my sides but my legs remained tightly closed. He scoffed and roughly forced my thighs open. I tried to close them again but he shoved his knee between them.

"Ah ah princess. A toy like you dont have the right to be shy. You're just a useless toy who needs her master to train her hmm?" He whispered teasingly.

"Y-yes." I breathed out, his words at actions making me dizzy.

"Good girl."

I dont know if I obeyed him because of how needy I was, or the way he talked to me. Either way, his pet names and actions only made me want him more. I closed my legs around his knee, trying to create even a little bit of friction. I was desperate for even the slightest touch which he starved me from. He held my hips and I slung my hands around his shoulders. He kissed my neck, his teeth pulling and nipping at my skin. I seemed to long for oxygen more with every kiss.

He did not hesitate at all to mark me as his. He was rough, but also gentle with his actions as he claimed me. With every second that passed, I wanted, needed more of him. He held my hips with a bit more force and his nails dug into them slightly. Everytime I felt his teeth agaisnt my skin, small gasps and sighs escaped my mouth. He detached his lips from my neck and smirked at the marks he left on me. He then kissed me roughly which made it harder for me to kiss back. I was breathless as our mouths slid against eachother, my hands trying to grasp wherever I can on his body. He bit my lip, asking for entrance but I denied him. He mumbled something against my lips and suddenly rocked my hips back and forth against him.

The sudden pleasure made me gasp and he forced his tongue inside me. I tried to kiss back but it was almost impossible to. I pulled on his hair as his tongue slid agaisnt mines. He pulled away, letting me breathe and my head fell back in pleasure. He pulled me further onto him and forced my hips to grind against his clothed thigh even more. I whined, enjoying the feeling of finally receiving pleasure. My hair covered and stuck to my face but through the strands I saw him staring at me, enjoying the sight. His cheeks were tinted but his actions weren't flustered. I leaned forward, my head resting on his shoulder and I bit gently onto it. He flinched at first but surprisingly didn't push me away. I closed my eyes and my whimpers turned into soft sobs against his skin. I slowly started moving my hips in rhythm with his hands He loosened his hands on me, allowing me to move at my own pace. I started moving faster, my legs trembling against his as I approached my high. He realized I was close and removed his leg from my thighs. I whined at the loss of contact and the loss of my climax. I lifted my head up and pouted. He chuckled and pushed me completely off him.

"Look at you. I've barely touched you and you're already a mess for me." He cooed pointing out at my hair that stuck to my face and body.

He stepped back, smirking at me,"Such a messy princess."

His smile was somehow sadistic. He enjoyed this. He enjoyed seeing me want him and he loved not giving me what I wanted. He then started removing his clothes at an annoyingly slow pace. His first removed the chain that hung around his suit, then the buttons on his blazer. He was intentionally slow in his actions as he tossed his blazer outside the shower. He removed his tie but kept it hanging around his neck. He then started unbuttoning his shirt as he teased me with every action. One button. Then the second. Then the third. I waited slowly in anticipation, digging my nails into the wall to keep me from running towards him. The anticipation and pressure of his teasing got to me and I couldn't help but look away. He quickly snapped his fingers at me to direct my attention back to him.

"Look at me." He commanded.

"This is what you wanted right? Why are you looking away princess? Do it again and I wont let it pass so easily." His voice was stern but it also had a hum to it that reminded me that he was still teasing me.

I listened to his demands and forced myself to keep my eyes on him. He made me into his toy now. With every command I turn into putty and obey him and he loved it. He loved having control over my actions and using me how he pleased. His words were sharp but his tone always softened which made it apparent that his intention was not to be mean. He finally got rid of his shirt and tossed it aside. His body was littered with scars which made me guess where he got them from. The thought sunk my heart but I quickly shook them off as he walked closer to me. He was still in his pants, his bulge being highly visible. I bit my lip and crossed my legs tightly, the heavy feeling of arousal returning. He placed his hand against me on the wall and grabbed my chin to kiss him. I ran my hands down his chest and felt him flinch a bit by my movements. I ran my hands down to his pants trying to unbuckle his belt but they were quickly swatted away.

"Such a greedy princess. Did anyone tell you not to touch what's not your property?" He scoffed fully removing his belt.

He removed his last peice of clothing and my cheeks reddened at the sight. His body was on full view for me to admire. He stroked his cock a few times, small grunts escaping his lips. I placed my hands against his and guided his hands along his cock. His hand found it's place on the wall as he grunted with every stroke. He looked down and his hair fell forward as he sped up his movements. He stopped his actions but I didn't and continued to stroke him. His eyebrows were knitted and beads of sweat and water dripped down his forehead. He whispered at me to stop before swatting away my hands. His hands then found my waist again and he pulled me closer.

"Jump." He whispered.

I obeyed and jumped, wrapping my legs around him in the process. My hands were around his neck as he backed me against the wall once more. I felt his tip slide into my entrance but not the rest. He looked at me, a hint of worry showing as if he was asking for permission. My breathing was uneven and I was slightly panting from just wanting to get fucked by him. I slightly nodded and he slowly guided himself into me. I softly moaned at the feeling I longed for. My hands grasped tightly onto his shoulders as he slowly started to rock his hips. He pressed his lips against mines, his soft sighs more audible against me. He started thrusting faster into me and I whimpered against his lips. Every stroke made my body shudder in pleasure which made moans and whimpers slip from my mouth. I pulled away from the kiss and tried to catch my breath. My mind was hazy from the pleasure, my moans slipping more from me. He leaned into my neck, grunting at the pleasure. I raked my nails down his back feeling him wince a bit. He gripped my hips with more force, his nails digging into my skin. He pulled me closer onto him and the sound of skin slapping against eachother became louder than the shower. He bit down on my neck and my hips bucked towards him in pleasure. I tilted my head back which gave him better access to my neck. My eyes rolled back, my words coming out as incoherent slurs and whines. I was dizzy from his actions as I was only able to feel the mind numbing pleasure he gave me. I slowly lost any energy as I only wanted to feel him fucking into me. My grip loosened around him and I struggled to hold myself up against him. His thruts then sped up which snapped me back into reality, regaining my senses. My moans became increasingly louder and Saeran became more audible. I moved my hands to brush his wet hair out of his face.

"If you keep being this loud the other believers will hear you." He grunted, barely able to keep up with his words.

"I really don't care who can hear us." I breathed out, my words mixing in with my moans.

He chuckled and pulled me back in for a kiss. He kept his rough pace with every kiss, our teeth clashing together and his tongue pressing against mines. Our kiss was sloppy, both of us moaning into eachothers lips. He suddenly pulled out of me and set me down on the ground. Everytime he pulled away it killed me. I was dumbfounded by the pleasure that I never wanted to stop. He then spun me around, his hand firm on my ass and the other one wrapped around my neck. He quickly found his way inside me again and resumed his pace. My hands were placed against the wall for support, slipping and sliding off because of the water. He bent down to me and gently bit down on my shoulders. His teeth made me whimper and I bit down on my lip to try and subdue my moans.

His hand quickly tightened around my neck and pulled my head back to him, "Mmm princess you dont care who hears you right?"

I tried to reply but my words came out as whines and gasps. Instead, I nodded my head repeatedly.

"Well...? Don't hold them back princess, let everyone hear how good I'm making you feel." He chuckled and loosened his grip on my neck.

He started fucking into me faster and I allowed my moans to helplessly fall from my mouth. He removed his hand from my neck and held my wrist tightly as he focused more on his thrusts. I felt my orgasm approaching and I started pushing myself back onto him, chasing after my release. His grip however, tightened around my waist and forced me in place. He slowed down his thrusts and started moving at an agonizingly slow pace. I became impatient and tried to force my hips back onto him but he quickly pulled out of me. I whined but he gave me no response and started teasingly sliding against me.

"You're close arent you?" He hummed in delight. I just whimpered in response while nodding my head.

"Well beg for me princess."

His command startled me which made me hesitant but I complied regardless.

"Saeran please I..." I sighed, my words trailing off.

"Mm? I can't hear you." He teased me further.

"Saeran please I need you!-" I screamed but my words were cut off when he spun me around and picked me up.

He slammed himself back into me, thrusting as fast as he can. I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned into him, my moans being muffled by his shoulder. I felt my orgasm approach again and he thankfully didn't stop.

"Saeran...fuck...I." I whined as I tried to warn him but my words wouldn't form.

He got the hint and pushed off his shoulder. I quickly grasped onto his shoulder, a string of curses falling from my lips. My legs trembled around him and I repeated his name desperately as I came around him. I panted heavily as the fatigue dawned on me but he kept thrusting into me. He leaned into my neck, mumbling incoherent words as his thrusts became sloppy. His words were nothing but incoherent mumbles that got drowned out by the water.

"Saeran, please cum for me." I begged, hoping to push him over the edge.

He mumbled a quiet 'fuck' before slowing down. His hands tightened around me and he bit harshly onto my shoulder as he came. He kept thrusting until he became over sensitive and pulled out.

My legs were still wrapped loosely around his waist as I was too tired to hold myself up properly. He kept panting from his orgasm as he tried to slow his breathing down. I slumped down onto his shoulder and closed my eyes. His hands remained on my hips but they twitched, as if they wanted to let go but also hold on. We stayed there for a moment, not saying anything to eachother. I wanted to say something but I was too tired and breathless to do so. I tried to stop myself from falling asleep but my eyes refused to open.

I felt him shiver against me, the water making both of us cold. His words were incoherent to me as I drifted in and out of sleep. His tone was recognizable however and his words had a gentle undertone to them. The sound of water stopped and I was being carried somewhere. I was then freed from his embrace when I was placed on my bed. I felt the blankets shift around me but they fell back onto the bed without covering me. Saeran scoffed and the last thing I heard was his footsteps fading away before drifting off to sleep.

The End

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Written by Dangerousfellowshoe.

[yoonki-boonki]

Hey, just saw your txt drabbles post. Can you write a yeonbin drabble with literally any theme that is maybe not an au. Like the first thing that comes to your mind but preferably not angsty xD

Thank youuu

here u go ~~ hope u like it!! "Do you think he knows?" Yeonjun asks Beomgyu as they munch on snacks in between practice. They both have been working extra hours to perfect their moves, their facial expressions for the upcoming performances- straightened fingertips, stable feet, a smile, a wink here and there for the fans.

Beomgyu shrugs, "I don't know," he takes a sip of water, flips his hair away from his eyes, "why don't you just tell him?"

It resembles a slap against his cheek- hearing those words. "Wait," Yeonjun squints his eyes, opens and closes his mouth before continuing, "you don't think this is lame? That it's a losing game?"

"Uhh," the boy stretches his sore muscles, mulls the answer in his mind for a bit, "-no? Why?"

And it comes as a surprise, Yeonjun wonders if Beomgyu even understands what this conversation is about, wonders if he should laugh it off, pretend it was never about -this-, still, "Pursuing a romantic relation with a member is a dive into the deep end."

Either Beomgyu's not interested enough, painfully tired or Yeonjun's too nervous about this topic, "Yeah," the younger shrugs once more, "if you refuse to talk about it, address it like adults- sure."

And it's stupid, it really is, but it fills Yeonjun with hope- that unstable, rooted in emotion rather than facts type of hope. The one that clogs his head with air, takes him somewhere high above the clouds where he becomes one with the sun.

"What if I did it today?" he says, and his breath gets caught up in his throat.

Beomgyu seems to notice the adrenaline that has taken over the latter, the wide eyes staring back at him, the recklessness of it all. He laughs, "I dare you."

That's the thing about the sun- it burns. Yeonjun can feel it in the place of his heart, "-shit," and then again, "shit, -shit- okay, okay." It hits him like a wall, a reality check, there is a chance this might work out, there is a chance he has been wrong all this time. The possibility sizzles addictive at the pit of his stomach. He can't say no to it. He's going to do it, he knows it. "But how?"

Now Beomgyu looks more woken up, excited at the turn of events, "Taehyun's at the studio, I can text Kai if he wants to get food with me."

It sounds like a plan, and Yeonjun's freaking out a little bit by now, "But what do I say? What if he hates the idea of it?"

Beomgyu already has his phone out, swiping the screen from the shade of pitch black to Yeonjun's ominous future, "Then you move on, laugh it off, tell him it was a dare."

Yeonjun thinks he might be losing vision, the nervousness lulling him into a state of disorientation. Then, Beomgyu's phone ding's and the boy's standing up from the floor, reaching for his hoodie. "You go, tiger, it's your time to shine!" Apparently, that's all that it takes in the younger's point of view.

Yeonjun uses his last piece of mind to stare the latter down, giving him his best unamused facial expression as the younger leaves him, waving goodbye with a glint in his eyes. It's now or never, huh? 

It takes Yeonjun about fifteen minutes to gather courage, figure out, then absolutely forget what to say, how to go about this situation, to lock the practice room's door and head to their dorm.

When he walks inside their shared space- it's quiet. Yeonjun hopes Soobin hasn't gone to sleep, then hopes he has -hopes he has moved dorms, countries-, then rolls his eyes, tightens his own fist and reminds himself that it's going to be alright. Either way. 

The knock on Soobin's door goes unheard, so the boy takes a breath and slides open the door, peeks inside. Soobin's in his bed, headphones on- those awfully big ones that require some kind of trained balance to keep them put-, he's in a pair of light blue pyjamas, staring at his computer screen. Then Yeonjun looks a bit more, looks closer and there are unshed tears in the boy's eyes. He must be watching dramas again. 

Soobin whips his head to face the older, goes to wipe the tears away- embarrassed. "Did you want something?" Yeonjun remembers he should have taken a shower before coming here, changed out of his workout clothes but it's too late for that. He puts on his most teasing smile, enters the room. 

"Crying again?" he says, but there's no bite to it, some might even say it comes out similar to adoration. 

Soobin shuts the computer, takes off the headphones as Yeonjun climbs next to him in bed, "stop," he whines.

It makes the older laugh, a moment of peace before his nerves rush back to torture him. "Soobinie," he starts, and can't make himself look at the other, "I need to tell you something."

He feels the boy shift beside him. Soobin takes his hands in his, and they're wider than his, a bit cold to the touch, "Is something wrong?"

Maybe. "No," Yeonjun replies. "No, no, nothing's wrong, I just-", and his mind goes blank. There are a million things he could say right now, a million ways he could act, but everything's out of place- Yeonjun feels out of place. What if this ruins their friendship? What if the rejection stings in his heart so much it becomes distracting? What if he says - it was a dare! I can't believe you thought it was real!- and each word grips a piece of his soul out of him.

Soobin pulls them both down, takes Yeonjun by his shoulder and pushes him beneath the blankets, covers them both up until their shoulders, "It's alright, you can tell me," the younger boy says. 

And suddenly they're face to face, and Soobin is wearing fondness all over his features. Yeonjun melts. He doesn't want this to be a dare, wants this to be real. Either way.

He half-whispers, voice going raspy, "Remember when we debuted, and then the next week you got so sick I thought you might just turn green?" Soobin nods. "I fell asleep by your bed three nights in a row- I was so worried."

"I- uh-" he pauses, "-and then a few months after that when you noticed I was draining myself, always at the practice room, you brought me water, stayed with me to make sure I wasn't being too harsh on myself," the older boy adds. 

"I remember."

"Soobin, I think-," Yeonjun flexes his jaw, his gaze drops to where their bodies disappear under the blanket. Allowing himself to dream of becoming an idol was difficult, telling his parents about it was even more. Training, debuting, too, but - this... He bites his lip, "I think those were the first times I thought I might like you a bit more than a group member, a friend."

And then the clock ticks somewhere in a room next to theirs, the bed sheets rustle, Soobin's breath echoes in his mind, cars pass by the building, the lamp flickers, Yeonjun's heart beats is in his ears, and it's so loud in this silence, and, and- 

Soobin pulls him closer, nearly strangles him against his own chest- Yeonjun's face uncomfortably rests against his neck. It's alright. The same hands- now three times warmer- are on his nape, holding him, petting his hair, brushing along the lines of his shoulders. 

Yeonjun wants to laugh, he feels confused, bewildered, "What are you doing?", but Soobin shushes him. The strokes against his skin become heavier until finally, something feels odd, and Yeonjun frees himself, looks at the younger. 

"Why are you crying?" he asks- scared of the answer- noting the hot tears streaming over the boy's cheeks. 

Soobin shakes his head, then laughs, his lips reddened, eyes puffy. "I-", he tries to say, "I'm so happy you said that," and the sun inside Yeonjun's body shines brighter than before. 

He goes to lightly hit the latter on the chest, "you scared me," but they're both laughing, and Soobin's pulling him back into his arms. "-shit, you scared me so bad," he says against the fabric of the blue pyjamas.

"I'm sorry," and Yeonjun can barely make out the words under all the sniffling, the dizziness. He feels Soobin plant a kiss on top of his head, goes limp. Wonders if anyone would notice if he slept in Soobin's bed from now on, figures he doesn't care, the others wouldn't either. It's alright.

I also posted this on my AO3  (its a bit angsty isnt it? T-T but .... its also cute, right?....)

[sweetmisschesire]

Pt 2

Maysibelle (mayday)

Mayday is the last fight before eve

So the fight starts with her singing and the brothers blasting their way in

Since they dont have a guitar player they just sort of use some recordings they render to their liking to make up for it

So in their interruption imagine it like the Highway to Hell opera video, only right before the singing of the rock song starts maysibelle stops the music by snapping her fingers

She has both those mannequins neon j made for her and actual people dancing

After she stopped the music the dancers stopped with the human dancers moving off to the side of the ballroom for their own safety

This is the dress she is wearing

And this is the mask

And hair

(She speaks in an aloof, emotionless tone)

“Ah so this is the infamous duo who don’t know their place”

(Z is zuke w is west)

W: and what exactly is our place

“Away from these districts, learning how to play respectable music”

Z: you all need to come off it already, what do you have against rock?

“It boisters itself as superior in music and yet now look at it. Only the talentless dare practice it. “

W: me thinks the lady doth protest too much

“How dare you. Leave, now.”

Z: sorry but not without this district

*laughter* “very well then have at you”

So the video i linked before with the three songs is what plays during her battle

(This is not a fun fight for west, gotta add some humor)

While she sings west and zuke have to dodge the mannequins as they dance towards them as a attack

They find out they’re mannequins when a mask gets knocked of one of them leaving the oulines of pupiless eyes on a blank face

W: mannequins why mannequins?

Z: seriously those things still freak you out?!

W: yes! Especially ones that dance on their own!

They also keep getting hit by something they cant really see

Zuke: what the heck is going on what is even hitting us

W: she’s got nice pipes though, but we can play better

The next phase starts with the second song and after theyve beaten the mannequins, with a head of one being knocked into her mask damaging it

The mannequins are cleared out and some life sized marrionettes drop down

W: it gets worst! Please no dolls.

Her costume in this phase is this (it was under her dress)

And both her and the marrionette dance ballet as she sings

The difference here is the marionettes will lift up and drop down so they have to watch the shadows to see where they land

This is also how they start understanding what’s hitting them

Z: *watches a shadow fly towards his brother and hit him* so that’s what been hitting us? Bro! Watch for all the shadows on the floor, i think that’s what was getting us in the last phase!

W: why am i the one she keeps aiming for?! Lady lay off already!

Z: bigger target?

They cut down the marionettes from their strings leaving them useless with west panicking when one touches him and throwing it at maysibelle, fracturing her mask more

“I’ll get you for that.”

W: you’ve literally been going mostly after me already!

(She changes her costume during the convo, she walks behing a screen and steps out in it)

“As your brother said you are indeed the larger target. And your brother has been far more respectful than you.”

W: hey

Z: she’s kind of right though

The skirt is a bit shorter covering her feet bit easy to move in

No assistance this time though she has fans she throws that are weapons and they still have to dodge the mystery attack

At one point dk west trips over a doll that somehow lands on the floor

W: *screams*

“..... it’s just a doll. And don’t you dare break her.

Z: bro we’ve gotta do something about this fear of yours

The end of this phase after they’ve hit her enough ends with wth west knocking on of her fans back into her mask which is now covered in cracks

“Are you incapable of anything but disrespect?”

W: are you capable of talking like you can feel emotions?

“Perhaps i should hit you harder?”

Z: you are just on fire today bro

W: what she acts and talks like she can’t feel anything

“Emotions are meant to be controlled, it is inappropriate to let others see you in such a state.”

W:...

Z:... what

W: you know you would probably have an easier time telling people how you feel eithout that mask

“Don’t you dare to touch it! I am never to show my face in public!”

Z: okay this is getting a bit uncomfortable

W: what kind of messed up logic is that?

“I don’t expect you to understand his teachings. Nor do i expect you to understand that you two could never power Vinyl City!”

W: says you and every other so called artist. Can’t wait to prove you all wrong

“I’ve had just about enough of you. Since you’ve made it further than i thought capable, allow me to show you my true power. Bask in trance techno opera, all i was ever born to do.”

Z: alright now it’s really uncomfortable

She walks behind another screen and steps out in this

The lights center on her and the brothers can make out this black smoke like mist surrounding her a bit

She moves her hands to the start of her phantom of the opera performance and the mist moves with her

Z: that’s what was hitting us before?!

As she sings she sends out this mist that is basically like energy and they have to dodge it while attacking her

They get to the lull in the song with no singing

Z: whoever you’re doing this for you dont have to

West isnt quite following yet

“Hmm, charming. I do this because i must. But since you seem to love doling out advice, allow me to return the favor.”

“Apologize. She deserves that much from you, and more.”

Zuke is surprised by this and maysibelle gets in a hit as she goes back to singing

W: maybe focus on the fight instead of small talk?

Z: ...

W: seriously she’s just messing with ya

Z: no she’s not. I know exactly who she’s talking about

It takes a lot to get through this fight and maysibelle actually shows some signs of anger and frustration before immediately pushing them down

This is where west starts picking up on something being wrong with her

Towards the end of the song they work their way up to her and zuke manages to push though and smash his drumsticks down

Hebhad been aiming for her microphone but accidentally hit her mask finallt shattering it

The music stops as she screams and drops to her knees covering her face

W: woah man that was a bit much don’t you think? You coulda broker her nose

Z: I don’t think that’s the reason she screamed.

He notices some of the people left are peering over and sees the cameras oving to see her better

Z: *frowning* do you all not know how to respect someone’s privacy?!

They back off a bit startled at him zuke picks up a cloak that came off a mannequin from earlier and drapes it over her

Maysibelle readjusts it so the hood shrouds her face completely she grasps at the shards of her mask trying to put it back together

“can’t let them see can’t let them see can’t let them see”

W: okay what is wrong with-

Z: west don’t. Look i have no idea why you think those things. There’s nothing wrong with your emotions or the way you look

“How would you know? You’ve no experience of them.”

Z: yeah but do you either?

*voice quivers, but still remains emotionless not crying* I don’t remember my face. It’s been so long.”

W: how do you not-

Z: west. Just...why? Why not let yourself feel or show?

“I’m not allowed.”

Zuke moves towards her but she cuts him off

“Leave. I don’t need your pity.”

Z: that’s not what i-

“I said go.”

The two leave her ballroom and she calls out to them still gripping her mask pieces

“Remember to apologize. You owe her so much.”

Interlude

Z: that was super uncomfortable

Kliff appears

“What was uncomfortable?”

West goes to answer but zuke cuts him off

Z: the walk back, the fight was really exauhsting so it was uncomfortable wslk back

West gives he brother a loo and kliff shrugs

“Well good job getting another district. She was gonna beca hard one. Go get some rest we’ll take the last district tomorrow”

As the two leave to their rooms west talks

W: what was that back there?

Z: kliff keeps ignoring me when i mention how bad the nsr artists look and i dont know if you’ve noticed but i listened to some of maysibelle’s fans on the way back

W: and?

Z: they were praising her for staying “proper” during our fight, like they really do expect her to not show emotions and when i asked them about that thry say it’s what they expect of her how she’s always bern this way

Z: west there’s something really wrong with the nsr artists it’s like they’ve been... broken

W:... what did she mean by apologize

Z: it has to do with the last district.

Z: it’s nadia’s district.

This was a long one

Next one will be long too, mainly cause if the last fight with tatiana

I’ve really hurt mayday huh? :D

[gloriafc]

Daddy's Girl

Spencer Reid × Jethro Gibbs daughter reader

Theres nothing Gibbs loved more than his daughter, even when she decided to join the BAU. He stayed supportive of her even if he disliked the other agencies that weren't NCIS.

After a few years of working as a profiler you started dating Spencer. Of course it took your dad some time to adjust to there being a new man in your life, but he eventually opened up to the idea of Spencer. You could only smile as you watched your dad warm up to your boyfriend once a random boat building fact came out of his mouth, "Sorry. Y/N mentioned you like to build boats. I have a habit of looking into new things." You could only watch with a smile on your face from your spot at the top of the stairs as your dad showed Spencer how to properly sand the wood on his boat.

When you and Spencer got married, your dad didn't even bat an eye, immediately telling Spencer he could have your hand. He trusted your now husband to take care of you. He saw Spencer as the son he never had, and he loved the look you got in your eye whenever you were around him, something he hadn't seen since you were a kid and went on your weekly ice cream daddy-daughter dates. Any man that made you look at him like the way you looked at icecream as a kid was good in his book.

Of course the only time Spencer ever seen your dad smile and get excited was when you told him you were pregnant. It wasn't until then that Spencer actually saw your relationship with your dad, how protective your dad could get.

Of course you and Spencer couldn't contain your excitement and ended up telling your team before they could read into a situation that wasn't there, Penelope being the most excited for another niece or nephew.

As your stomach quickly grew, all the men in your life made sure you were kept away from anything that could cause you and your unborn child any type of harm, unless absolutely necessary. Even then you typically dealt with the victims families during the cases and contributed to the profile and that was all your husband and boss seemed to let you do.

During a briefing you weren't exactly paying attention thinking you were just going to be pushing paperwork in the office after finding out the case was only in DC, and that this would be one of your last cases before maternity leave. Until Hotch hands you the file, making you look at him as you take the file, "You want me to actually join in this time." He doesn't even look at you, "Look at the ID of the body."

Closing the file you smirk and cross your arms, "You want me to pull the Daddy card." "I would like to keep this case as civilized as possible. I dont mind working alongside NCIS, maybe we'll be able to solve this faster. I'd rather have cooperation, than having to forcibly take the case." You just nod and sigh before Hotch offers you a hand and helps you up, "I'll call with what he says."

Knowing your dads sweet spot, you stop for coffee before making your way to NCIS. You can see the happiness on your dad face, as he grabs the cup of coffee and sets it on his desk before pulling you into his arms, "Hows my girl doing?" "Besides creating a human, kinda hungry actually." Your dad can only chuckle as he pulls out a piece of candy from his stash no one is aloud to touch. As you fiddle with the wrapper your dad asks, "What brings you here? Nothing exciting for the FBI to do so you came to snoop out a case?" "A name actually. Colonel Jeremy Walsh."

You can see the look on you dads face as he tries to keep himself from getting angry that the FBI is trying to take his case. "That's what you came for? To steal my case?" You sigh seeing Tony and Abby walking your way, "That's what the department head wants dad. My unit chief would rather work alongside you. I know you want to find your colonels killer for his family, but he's apart of a case with 10 other victims, 10 other families." You watch your dad think and push his buttons just a little bit, just like you did as a kid to get what you want. "Come on daddy. I already can't do much in the field, I need to make sure this son of a bitch is caught for these eleven families. If it was you or Spence I'd want to know the person who did it was caught."

Tony and Abby stop hearing you call him daddy and know something is about to go down. Your dad can only look at you before turning and grabbing his cup of coffee, "Fine. But we're working here." Tony and Abby approach you as you pull out your phone, "What was that about?" You reply as your phone rings, "Your colonel is one of my victims. Dads not too happy that we need what you've found to solve our case."

As you wait for your team to arrive Tony decides to bug you, "So were going to finally see you do your thing, with the husband we've only seen in the picture on your dads desk." You just roll your eyes from your dads chair, "There is no thing. I just profile, my boss, husband, and team don't let me go into the field at all. Unless it's to somewhere I can't get hurt."

When your team arrives and everyone is briefing on what they've found you stare at the map of all the crime scene locations. You stare with your head to the side and a hand on your swollen belly. Morgan moves so hes next to you, "What are you thinking Mama." You click your tongue at the nickname you received once everyone realized you are the mom friend of their group, "Our unsub has OCD." Your dad looks at you, impressed. Tony asks, "You got that. From looking at a map?" You crumble up the piece of paper in front of you, your team dodging as you throw the paper ball hitting Tony square in the face. Your dad chuckles knowing you purposely aimed for his face knowing you dont miss after years of softball. "Don't doubt me DiNozzo."

You fish through the pictures of the crime scenes, "And two maps actually." You pull out the pictures of the many severed limbs of your victims, "Every single body part that's been cut off is the same size. Every autopsy shows that each victim was strangled before getting stabbed and having a limb cut off. He followed a step by step routine with each killing." "If he had OCD wouldn't he have followed with head, arms, then legs? Not a group of heads, right arms, legs, and left arms." You look up at the map, "That was a different routine." You quickly grab a marker and start drawing on a clean map after making some points.

"A star?" You nod and pull out the original map you were looking at, "The different places the bodies were found are the points. We had the first and last victim in the same spot to finish off the star. We found where each body was severed and killed at the center of each arm of the star. Each arm of the star represents a different body part. The center of the star could be his home or where he was set off."

Everyone looks at you like you just found treasure, making Spencer jump in. "A star is symbolic for protection. He could be trying to protect what's at the center." You simply shrug, "Makes sense as to why none of the victims are connected, they were all just in the wrong place at the wrong time." Garcia quickly starts typing on her computer, having come along to use the NCIS data base, "Its a vacant lot, that was once an apartment complex. There was a fire that burned it to the ground, only two casualties. Oh", she stops before continuing, "Aaliyah Johnson and her unborn baby, leaving Peter Johnson widowed." Garcia looks at you after finishing her sentence and you can practically feel her picturing you in that situation.

Everyone quickly leaves, leaving you with Penelope, Kate, Abby, and Ducky, who's come out of his 'office' to chat while you all wait.

After a couple hours you start pacing, your baby being very active and making you uncomfortable, but you just push it off as you worrying about your dad and husband. Kate finally speaks up, "Do you always pace while you wait? Or is it just because it's not just your husband going after a psycho but your dad too?" You shrug, continuing to walk back and forth while Ducky starts speaking, "Its good for a pregnant person to walk around, it keeps them active. That's why when they're in labor they take laps around the floor to help speed labor up."

Just as he finishes his sentence you groan feeling liquid go down your legs, "You just had to say that didnt you." Everyone looks at you, making you look down at the now wet floor, "I really hope I just peed myself." You quickly lean forward grasping onto the table, "Nope its definitely not pee." Penelope and Kate quickly rush to your sides to help you get to the car, "We gotta get you to the hospital." You stop, "Oh no were not. I'm not doing this without Spence or my dad. I'm not doing this alone. They should be back any minute." Penelope just looks at you, "Y/N we both know they're not. Spencer would've called. He always calls when they're on their way back." You squeak out, "Maybe he forgot this time." She just shakes her head, "He'd never forget. You're not alone. I know it's scary but a happy moment. We can call them on our way there." You reluctantly agree and they help you into Kate's car.

Unable to reach anyone, you're quickly set up in a hospital room, Penelope trying her best to distract you, now that you've been given an epidural. "Just imagine what baby girl is going to look like." You smile listening to the heartbeat that's been echoing around the room since you arrived, "Like me with her father's curly mess."

When everything's been handled Spencer tries calling you, but your phone goes straight to voicemail. He tries three more time before looking at the team, "Y/N isnt answering. She always answers." Morgan quickly tries Garcia getting the same thing. Your dad tries Kate who immediately answers and starts yelling about how no one answered their phones. "Are you going to tell me what's going on?"

Everyone waits. When your dad shuts his phone he can only look at his son-in-law, "Looks like your daughter is just as impatient as her mom. She's in labor." Everyone quickly piles into their cars and speed through the streets, sirens blaring, to the hospital Kate told your dad to go to.

By the time they get there it's too late, you've already started pushing. Penelope stays with you, holding your hand as you push, while Kate, Abby, and Ducky wait for everyone to arrive. Kate immediately stands seeing Spencer and your dad run into the room, shortly followed by everyone else. She just shakes her head, "She tried pushing it off as much as possible. She had to start pushing. It's only been a couple of minutes since we got kicked out."

Everyone sits in the waiting room, taking over the small room. Spencer cant help but fidget, his wife is giving birth without him. In the back of his mind he cant help but be thankful that Penelope was there when he couldn't be, but he also wishes it was him in there with you. Derek sets his hand on his best friends shoulder, "Hey she's not alone. And you're just minutes closer to meeting your daughter." Spencer can only nod before looking at his fingers.

Almost an hour later Penelope enters the waiting room, still in the gown making everyone stand. She keeps moving until shes right in front of Spencer, "Oh Spence. Shes beautiful. Y/Ns okay, they're both okay." Penelope can only hiccup as happy tears flood her eyes, "They're waiting for you."

Spencer can only look at your dad, not knowing what to do for once. "Trust me. You'll want to be in there alone for a little bit." Spencer walks down the hallway following Penelope's directions to your room as she stays behind, describing the features of his newborn daughter to their friends.

He stops in the doorway, seeing you sitting up in bed and holding a blanket wrapped bundle. From how quiet it is he can only think the baby is sleeping. Quietly he says, "Hey." You look up and put a finger over your mouth before gesturing him into the room. He makes his way over, standing next to you with his hand on your lower back. He kisses the top of your head before peering at the little girl who already has his heart. He chokes, "She's perfect." At the sound of his voice you watch as your daughter opens her eyes and looks around before locking eyes with her father, "She knows who you are already."

You slowly hand her to Spencer. He moves to sit in the rocking chair that's next to your bed as you let yourself get comfortable, listening to Spencer whisper random nothings to the small girl. You watch as she holds onto his finger before falling asleep again, "She has your eyes." "And your curls." You both watch the sleeping baby before hearing a knock on the door.

Seeing your dad in the doorway you smile. He makes his way to your bedside, placing a kiss on your head, "You got a carseat?" "I had it in my trunk. Was going to bring it over the weekend after this case, but looks like there was a change of plans. How are you feeling?" You smile, "Like I just gave birth to a baby. How does it feel to be a grandpa?" Your dad can only shake his head before his eyes travel to his granddaughter, "I remember when I held you the first time." You simply look at him. "I don't." You dad closes his eyes with a chuckle, "Smart ass."

Spencer stands up and you watch as he slowly hands your daughter to your dad, before moving to stand next to you. You watch your dad smile when a small yawn is heard, "What's her name?" "We couldnt pick between Alicia and Anna, so we made Annalisia." You dad shakes his head with a smile knowing just how indecisive you can be as he looks at the almost spitting image of his daughter in his arms, "Plenty of nicknames for that mouthful."

After a few more minutes theres another knock on the door and you smile seeing your team in the doorway, Penelope now holding balloons as Jj holds flowers. You watch with a smile as everyone fusses over the baby, thinking to yourself that you might be a daddy's girl and only had him growing up, but this girl will be loved by everyone in your makeshift family that you've built. When she starts crying shes immediately transferred to Spencer's arms to allow you to rest up, everyone watching as she immediately stops as she looks up at her dad, Morgan joking, "Look at that already a daddy's girl." Your dad chuckles from his spot next to you and nudges you, "Just like her mom."

[autistickhunsam]

An Atypical Ficlet Collection: 1/?

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Izzie knocks on the door. As she waits for it to open, she lets out a ragged breath. She puts her shaking hand back in her hoodie’s pocket. She’s a bit surprised when the door opens to reveal Sam. Her phone is dead, and she didn’t have a chance to charge it, so she couldn’t let Casey know she was coming. Still, she was hoping for the girl to open the door. Or figured more likely it would be Elsa, who had offered her a safe space whenever she needed it. Like right now. “Hey, Sam,” she says, managing a smile.

“You look weird,” he says, tilting his head a little.

Izzie laughs lightly. She had been crying on her way over, she can imagine how messy she looks. “Yeah, rough day,” she replies, honestly.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Sam says, in his usual even tone voice. Then adds, “Casey isn’t here.”

“Oh,” Izzie starts, a heavy wave of loneliness washing through her.

But before she can say bye to Sam, he cuts her off, “I’m watching a documentary. It’s called Antartica Edge: 70 Degrees South. Do you want to watch it?”

Izzie is silent for a second, surprised at the invitation but grateful for it. She smiles and nods. They enter the living room and sit down. Sam is immediately focused on the television. “Do you want snacks? My mom made her famous banana bread,” he says as he grabs the tray and moves it in her direction, eyes still on the images in front of them.

“Sure,” she says and grabs one, biting it.

“Mmm,” she says, through a mouthful. “These are really good.”

“That’s why they’re famous,” he says.

Izzie nods and continues to munch on her banana bread. Sam makes comments here and there in between the narration.

Towards the end if the documentary, Sam looks at the tray holding the banana bread and sees that there’s only one piece left. He wants to eat it but he knows Izzie isn’t feeling well. The banana bread seemed to help. But she hasn’t reached for it. Maybe she’s full. “There’s only one piece left,” he states.

Izzie didn’t want to be rude and eat the last piece, but they were pretty tasty. “Do you wanna split it?” She asks.

Sam smiles at her and nods. Izzie lets him cut it and takes her half when he offers it. She settles deeper into the couch. The documentary is about to end. She doesn’t want to leave yet but Casey hasn’t returned from wherever she is. The house seems to be empty except for Sam. When the documentary comes to a close Izzie says, “That was interesting and very depressing.”

“Yes, it was,” Sam responds, bothered by the subject matter the film, which was released five years ago, was bringing light to and had only gotten worse.

Izzie looks down at her hands, mustering up the courage to leave. “It made you sad,” Sam says, looking at her.

Izzie looks up at him and smiles. “No. Well, yeah kinda. But no, it’s not that,” she says.

“What is it then?”

Izzie is quiet for a beat, then says, “My mom’s boyfriend was yelling and throwing things again. My mom....” she trails off, looking back down at her hands, fighting back tears. She looks back up and, not wanting to get into the painful details of the incident, says, “I had to take my siblings to my grandma's.”

She’s looks past him and is quiet for a moment. Then she says, “It’s hard sometimes, seeing their faces after something goes down with mom. Seeing how scared and hurt they are. Sometimes that’s the worst part.”

She’s glad her youngest sister is only a baby, too young to know or understand. But her other siblings are old enough to feel it. She still feels it. She might like to pretend like her mother’s rejection, her neglect, don’t cut deep but they still pain her. Seeing that pain reflected so clearly in her siblings’ face is too much at times. So on occasion, especially since meeting Casey, she leaves after dropping them off at their grandma’s. It’s best for them anyway, she thinks. The place is so cramped, with her gone they have more room. And they don't have to witness her sad, angry tears. Still, she feels guilty at times, when she leaves. Like maybe she isn’t any better and she's abandoning them just like their mom. Just like their dad. Izzie wipes a stray tear with the back of her hand. Sam gets up and then comes back with a box of tissues, which he offers to Izzie. “Julia always said it’s good to express your feelings,” he says, inviting her to cry and not hold back.

But Izzie isn’t used to being that vulnerable in front of others. So while another tear manages to roll its way down, she doesn’t allow herself to cry. “Thank you,” she says, patting her face with the tissue.

Sam reaches over for his trusty notebook and pencil, which are sitting on the coffee table, and starts writing. “What are you writing?” Izzie asks.

“A list of things that make me feel better when I’m upset,” he says, matter-of-factly. “We can do each one until you feel better.”

Izzie smiles, instantly feeling her mood improve.

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“You know, this actually feels good,” Izzie’s voice comes through the closed door.

“Yeah, duh,” Sam says, with a light snicker, thinking of all the studies that indicate being swaddled decreases anxiety levels and releases serotonin.

Casey stands in front of her bedroom, her lips curve upward and her brow furrows as she hears the voices of her girlfriend and brother through the door. She grips the knob and opens the door, wondering what she’s about to walk in on, and isnt prepared for what she finds. She can only see Izzie’s face, the rest of her is hidden in her hoodie and blankets. Sam is bent over, pushing the blankets tightly under Izzie. “What the...?” Casey says.

Both Sam and Izzie turn to look at her. Izzies face brightens. She thinks of one of the bullet points on Sam’s list.

“Should I be concerned?” Casey asks looking at the pair, amused.

“Yes,” Sam answers, straightening up. “Izzie is upset.”

Izzie looks up at Sam then Casey. “But I’m feeling much better, thanks to Sam.”

He looks down at her, smiles and nods. Then he turns back to Casey, looking satisfied with himself. He’s happy to have successfully cheered Izzie up.

Casey runs toward the bed and pounces. She lands next to Izzie, causing her to bounce. “Good,” Sam says. “Now that you’re here we can cross another item off the list.”

“Huh?” Casey asks, looking up at him.

“I made a list. Things that help make me feel better to help make Izzie feel better. Now that you’re here I can cross off ‘talking with Casey’,” he explains.

Casey smiles up at him, trying to keep herself from beaming. Then rememebring, she says, “Oh, Elsa was looking for you. I’d suggest running far, far away.”

Izzie laughs and Sam sighs. Casey wonders if it’s at her or their mother. Sam leaves without a word. He closes the door but soon opens it and leaves it ajar, remembering Casey isn’t allowed to have her door closed when she’s alone with Izzie. Casey rolls her eyes then turns back to Izzie and kisses her. “Hello,” she says, after pulling away.

“Hello,” Izzie responds, smiling.

Then she narrows her eyes at Casey when her face turns into one of mischief. As soon as Casey lifts up from the elbow she had been leaning on, she knows what’s coming. “No!” She yells, as Casey gets on her knees and starts tickling Izzie through the fabric.

Izzie laughs but manages to yell, “Stop it! Stop! You’re dead, Newton.”

At this, Casey stops and plops down back on the bed. “Spare my life,” she says. “And I’ll pay you back with kisses.”

Izzie looks away, pretending to consider it. “Okay, I accept. Pay up.”

Casey kisses Izzie again but they are soon interrupted by Sam. Looking at Izzie -who is now in the shape of a loose burrito- he asks, “Elsa wants to know if you’re staying the night or for dinner.”

“She is,” Casey answers. “Both.”

Sam looks at Izzie for confirmation. Izzie nods and he leaves to rely the information. Ever since Casey and her started dating she isn’t allowed to sleep in Casey’s room, but it’s still nice to have a place to stay where she’s wanted and has room for her. Besides, it wouldn’t be the first time Casey and her sneak around in the middle of the night.

[qweeby]

Nine Lives To Short Part 5: The Good

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Paring: Shinsou x Reader!

Genre: Angst

Taglist: @foxypuppy @bakuhoetoedoroki

Plot: You only have 9 days to tell him how you feel but maybe 9 days just isn't enough

After basically spending the entire day at your house interrogating your parents Aizawa finally steps out of your house with his phone to his ear.

" Hey Mic you can finally come pick me now I'm still at the Y/n house hold" after saying that he holds his phone away from his face waiting for Mic to yell like always "YEAHHHHHHH YOU GOT IT SHO! I'LL BE THERE FASTER THAN ALLMIGHT CAN SAY IM AM HERE".

"Just stop yelling, and hurry up" Aizawa hangs up the phone and looks across the street to sees Shinsou standing on the sidewalk looking down.

(" What did you stupid kids do now...")The teacher thinks to himself.

Instead of doing literally anything else to get Hitoshi's attention like calling out his name or you know crossing the street to talk to him.

Aizawa being Aizawa throws his cloth across the street and miraculously wraps around Shinsou pulling him to the ground.

"OW! What the-! I-isnt this Sensei's binding..CLOTH!?"

Aizawa pulls on his scarf slowly pulling Hitoshi to his side of the street pretty much reeling him in like a fish.

" WHAT THE HELL AIZAWA!"

"Oh hey looks like I got your attention"

"THIS HOW YOU GET PEOPLE'S ATTENTION?!"

" I saw you where moping and I didn't wanna ruin your teenager sad mood"

A car starts to drive up the street really really fast TO FAST "AIZAWA IF YOU DON'T REEL ME IN FASTER IM GONNA DIE!".

" Then STOP SQUIRMING!"

Aizawa yanks on his cloth pulling Hitoshi out of the street before the car can hit, but he gets send straight into a tree.

" Oops... I must've miscalculated how hard to pull you"

Hitoshi rubbing his head quietly remarks "Nooooo you think"

Then in quick succession Aizawa ties Shinsou up to the tree he crashed into.

" AIZAWA SERIOUSLY WHAT'S WRONG WIT-"

"Hitoshi I don't wanna hear you whine tell me what's wrong and what happened"

"I-....I left y/n on our date"

Aizawa leans in Shinsou face "A DATE?!"

"Yeah it was a date and we brought Bakugou along"

Aizawa overreacts and yells "BAKUGOU!?! Don't tell you left because he was taking your spotlight! I SWEAR YOU RECKLESS KIDS AND YOUR TEEN DRAMA!".

"No it wasn't nothing like that! I left because I just couldn't handle anymore secrets".

" Secrets?.....ah so she told you huh"

Hitoshi looks up at his teacher his eyes are dead like how the once beautiful night sky turned into a cloudy disaster of pouring rain.

"She said....I'll be the reason for her death... is that true?"

HONK !

HONK !

HONK!

" HEYYYYYYY SHOOOO!!!!" Present Mic pulls up in his car rapidly honking the horn. Aizawa turns around and snaps at the ridiculously LOUD pro hero "HIZASHI SHUT UP!"

He gets out the and tip toes slowly towards Aizawa and whispers " Sorry Eraser I'll be quiet form now on I promise....WHY IS SHINSOU ALL TIED UP!"

" He was just telling me something important before you interrupted".

Shinsou starts to laugh at himself " It's HaHa! So funny! To think I could be a hero HA! with a quirk like this I'm better off being just a twisted monster....just another murder in society".

Mic places his hand on Shinsou's shoulder " Hey come on cheer up don't think like that". Eraser Head steps on Shinsou's face," So you're giving up just like that you look pathetic".

" Sho! Get your foot out of his face!"

"Giving up isn't ever a answer! Why are acting like she's dead now right now you should be with her at her side cause every second with her matters every second is a gift".

He moves his foot from Shinsou's face.

"You understand right"

Shinsou stands up, as Present Mic unties him "Yes I understand but what are we gonna do?"

He picks up the cloth giving it to his superior "Tomorrow after school you and Y/n are to come to the teachers lounge I have a crazy idea.

-The next day-

You wake up in your bed and your body feels, as sore than ever before "Ughhh Come on it's nothing but a little sting just get up"

"Maybe your body won't let you"

" Oh yes it will you little fur ball watch this!"

You jump out of your bed stretching "Ha! See my body only listen to me so suck it Yokai!.

You look down at your legs to see that same mist from the hospital room sworn around them then suddenly they begin to shake.

"What did you do"

" Oh nothing just making your legs give up on you it's only a matter of time before they give up on you completely"

"YOU WHAT!"

You throw a pillow at Yokai put it phases right through him "Have fun walking to school you fool".

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You try your best to go through out you day ignoring the pain in your legs. For the whole day you do Hitoshi until after school.

Shinsou walks up to your desk knocking on it .

" Hey Cat"

"Hm? HITOSHI?! Where have you bee all day?"

"Teachers lounge with Present Mic we were watching Eri you wanna come with?"

You stand up pushing your chair in "Yeah I can finally meet Eri I know Izuku been talking about her a lot".

You and Hitoshi walk to the teachers lounge the both of you trying not make things awkward after what happened last night.

" So how was the date with Katsuki?"

"It was actually pretty fun but...I really wish you were there....HITOSHI IM REALLY SORRY ABOUT EVERYTHING I SAID!"

Hitoshi puts his hands in his pockets "You're not the only one who should be apologizing... I didn't mean to leave like that or snap at you like that! I promise it will never happen again!".

The both of you finally reach the teachers lounge but before you go in Shinsou puts his arms around you "So....are we cool?"

You kiss Hitoshi on his big forehead "Yeah we're cool".

The door flies open " See Mic I told Hitoshi was at the door....oh" Eri looks up at the both of you " Hitoshi I thought you said you were getting a friend not your girlfriend".

Shinsou blushes really hard " ERI WHO EVEN TAUGHT YOU THAT! D-DONT GO AROUND SAY THINGS LIKE THAT"

" But Lemillion said that about Deku when he brought his girlfriend the balloon girl "

"DEKU DOESN'T HAVE A GIRLFRIEND AND DON'T CALL URARAKA A BALLOON!"

You cover your face hiding your embarrassment wanting to die "Ughhhhh......".

Aizawa walks into the room shoving you and and Shinsou into the room .

"Out of the way we have work to do".

" We have work to do?"

Aizawa crouches down rubbing Eri's head "Yes we do but it's mostly for you Y/n We wanna use Eri's quirk on you"

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" What..."

"Eri's quirk let's her rewind a person's body back to a previous state so what if we rewind your body to the point where your quirk didn't manifest"

"OK THAT'S GREAT NEWS LETS GO IT RIGHT NOW LIKE RIGHT RIGHT NOW" You say jumping up and down.

Aizawa hits on the head "Listen kid...alot of things can happen moving forward"

"One Eri rewimds your body and everything is fine for a while"

"Two Eri rewinds your body and you turn into nothing but dust"

"Or three you declined the offer completely".

Why were there even three options when it was already clear what your decision would be. "I'll take the risk".

" DON'T YOU DARE!"

Both you and the cat exchange glances "YOU FOOL I'LL JUST COME BACK YOU KNOW THIS RIGHT! AND WHEN I DO I'LL MAKE YOUR LIFE A LIVING HELL!"

You walk towards Eri reaching your hand out to touch her horn

"You already do Yokai"

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With your days rewind and your life no longer in jeopardy maybe things can finally go your way. But as the the good ends eventually comes the bad.

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"NO! NO! NO! I WON'T GO AWAY THAT EASILY!"

As Eri's powers shocks your body causing you intense pain Yokai's body slowly faded "DO YOU KNOW WHAT I AM!?! I AM WHAT WILL SEND YOU TO YOUR GRAVE! THE GRIM REAPER! NO ONE CAN ESCAPE THEIR DEATHS!"

You see Yokai's hands consume your body " H-HITOSHI!" you scream until there's nothing but black.

Aizawa uses his quirk on Eri stopping her from killing you, "Y/N!?! Hey are you ok!"

Hitoshi holds you up, as started to lean on him.

......

You stand up straight looking at everyone in the room smiling, as you say.

"Never better Hitoshi...."

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Next Chapter...The Bad....

[deliontower]

like fire

summary: y/n finally snaps when things get to much 

pairing: Loki x Reader

Warning: mention of death, angst a lot and very little fluff (probably one of the saddest things I have wrote) 

word count: 1.7k 

A/N: ive already posted tonight but I finally finished this which I have been working on for days 

MAIN MASTERLIST | REQUEST OPEN

MAIN MASTERLIST | REQUEST OPEN

2 hours ago, the avengers tower was alive with music and laugher, now the music had stopped, and no laugher could be heard. Screams were coming from the street, but you didn’t care. You finally felt free from everything that had been holding you back, free from all the thoughts that had been plaguing  your mind.

you sighed the fire died on your fingers and the body dropped in front of you. looking around the room you didn’t recognise a single face, they all looked the same now. A voice in the back of your mind told you the people you once loved and worked with got out safe.

No doubt they were getting ready to fight you now. 

2 hours ago

“I can’t do this” you say through gritted teeth, pulling Loki to the far end of the room, “I feel like I’m drowning in here”. You look around the room at all the people you didn’t know who were judging you.

Loki smiled down gently at you and held your cheek in his hand, “It will be over soon, my dear”. Your eyes closed as you lent closer to him. Loki was always able to calm you down when your powers were close to over taking you.

“I hate these parties” you looked around the room again, pushing yourself closer to Loki when you saw how others were looking closer now. People were always talking about you and Loki, Loki of course because of how he tried to take over New York and you because of now unpredictable your powers were daily. You knew everyone was just waiting for the day you’d turn on the world.

“just breathe” he lent forward and kissed your cheek. “a few more hours and we’ll be alone”, he kissed the other cheek then cupped the back of your neck, “just focus on me”.  

“As long as you are with me, I’ll be fine” you smiled touching his chest with both hands. You laughed as he kissed your forehead.  

Everything was going well, you stayed by Loki’s side trying to smile any time someone spoke to you. with every personal question you felt yourself get more and more uneasy.

“So, what is it like dating a reformed villain”

“how’s controlling your powers going”

“bet you’re just as much work as each other”

“Talk about fire and ice hey”

You dug your hands in to the fabric of your dress to hide the fire burning at your fingertips. You left the busy room for the balcony to get some fresh air and too hopefully calm yourself down. Before you left you mentioned to Loki, you’d be a moment, kissing him before leaving him.

The cool night air mixed with the still skyline did the job, but only for a few moments before someone followed you. “can you answer a few questions?”. You whirl around to face a reported by the doors.

“Not right now, I’m sorry” you looked away and back to the calming skyline. You were aware of how they hadn’t left but became to walk closer. You squeezed your eyes shut wishing Loki was here. Your blood ran hotter and hotter the close they got. Your E/C snapped open and changed to orange flames. “I said no” you hissed through gritted teeth.

The reporter stepped back in fear, the regret instantly hit you. you had worked so hard on showing people you were different, but you just proofed you weren’t. Before they could open their mouth, you walked away, the flames licking away at your soul. “if you don’t want this getting out, answer my questions”.

The flames peaked out of your fingers now, nothing was holding them back. The earth under you shook with your rage. With the same firer stare you looked at the shaking reporter before you. “you know who I am don’t you? Why should I answer to you?”.

Your magic might have been born from fire, but you had never felt colder in your life. Your movements were light, so light you felt like you were floating.  The reporter backed up until their back was pressed against the railing. They stuttered out a few words you didn’t care to catch.

“have I made myself clear?” you breathed, looking down at them. Nodding still shaking they moved fast to get away from you. the power coursing through you was like nothing you had ever felt, you finally felt at peace with it. So, what if it cost your soul, to finally know peace.  

Still feeling the reporter nearby, still revering in this new feeling or the lack of feeling. You flicked your wrist and sighed when you heard the body drop to the floor. The bottom of your dress brushed against the floor as you walked back into the party room.

No one had noticed your absence or the now dead reporter on the balcony. Your smiled widen when you saw Loki by the bar. You dropped your head on his shoulder wrapping an arm around him. he turned with a smile and kissed the top of your head. “The rest air did you some good”.

“you have no idea my love” you grinned, drawing a finger along his jawline. His clear greens eyes, forever holding secrets to everyone but you were taking you in. he sensed the change, the way your eyes were no longer heavy with guilt and pain, he would of be glad if he didn’t know you.

“dear?” the question was halted by your lips against his, he could taste the sweet wine you had been slipping all night and your cherry lip gloss, his senses were being overran by you. he tugged you to stand in front of him, wanting you closer.

A scream ripped through the air, “oh my god, their dead!”, everyone ran in the same direction the scream came from, Loki pulled away from you, a hash sigh left your lips as you let him go. He watched in shock as you sat at the bar and rolled your eyes.

“I had hoped we had longer” you muttered, dripping a finger into an abandon drink, and sucking the liquid from your finger.  

“y/n? what did you do?”

Your eyes were on your refection in the bar mirror, “What I should have done all along”, he didn’t know what he could say or do, he saw the women he loved but she was there. Hollowed out leaving nothing but the shell behind.

Now

In the middle of the panic, you took more lives. Drinking  in their cries for help like fine wine. All around you were bodies. Not long now until they come, the people you loved and fought besides, not long now until they too are just bodies on the ground. Some had escape but it didn’t matter, they would be free for long.

“y/n”

“Loki” you breathed his name taste like what joy felt like. When you looked at him, his black suit was tore probably from helping people get out. “have you come to finish me off, sweetheart?”.

He swallowed taking a cautious step closer to you, “I came here to talk”.

You chuckled, which turn into a laugh as you bent over with the force, “I think we are long past that”.

“I don’t want to do this” his voice was horse.

You stopped laughing, tilted you head to the side and smirked. “and what is it that you’ll do?” you cooed, closing the space between you. you hand found his cheek, “you can tell me anything, my love”.

Loki flinched, my love. He a had never heard you say it that way, laced with fake kindness. His hands found your wrist and pulled you tightly. “Stop! I know this isnt  you. you are good”.

You scoffed pulling away from him, “Maybe I don’t want to be. Maybe I like being whoever I am now”. You looked away from him, fury rose up again. “I am finally free from everything that was holding me back”.

Loki watched as your body glowed red, the light pulsing with your heartbeat. “This is what you want? To kill innocence. Rule the world?!”.

“you wanted the same thing once” you said still not facing him, “You tried and failed to take over this planet”. You faced him now, orange eyes drawing him closer. “You could rule with me”.

He froze, he looked away from your eyes to your parted lips to the pain slipping from you. too much power for one person to control. “I’m not the same person anymore”.

The smile of pity you gave him was enough for him to fall to his knees. When you were close to him you feel too. Your hands were cold, even with the fire like magic. “I think we should stopped trying to be someone they’ll love. I think we should someone who is happy with who they are”. You caressed his cheek, “Rule with me, be my love forever”.

His eyes closed, he tried to block what was happening, he wished everything were different that he had left with you at the beginning of the party, he might of not lose you then. He swept a piece of hair behind your ear, with his hand on your cheek he pulled you to his lips.

You kissed him back loving him still, even though your soul had burnt away. A grasp ripped through your lungs, grasping you pulled away. Loki pulled you back as you fought to pull away. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry” he muttered again and again. You couldn’t speak, when your hands left your chest it was red not with magic but blood. “I love you, I love you so much”.

Loki tears fell on you as you gasped, staring at him wide eyed. He watched as the orange glow die, your eyes that had been like fire had gone back to their original colour, for one moment he thought he saw recognition in them, he thought he saw understanding before they faded.

That was all that would keep him going as he rocked with the lifeless body of the women he loved and lose by his own hands.

[phaticserpent]

How about a reader who is lesbian, but still friends with Ultron because he is the only respectful ‘man’ she knows. And one day, she gets beaten by a bunch of homophobes.......you can write Ultron’s reaction from there cause I don’t know what he would do

Let us pray for those homophobes, they’re going to get a hell of a beating

Uh warning for violence and language and slurs

You were out with your girlfriend on a nice day, holding hands because you weren’t scared. It was the city, the place where people could care less and had the most common sense, according to your experience. At first you were scared to hold her hand due to events down in the south with your grandparents, but your girlfriend insisted. Now you two walk freely declaring your love. Sure there were a few people who had problems, but they would get shut down by supportive people around.

“When can I come over to your place?” Your girlfriend asked.

“Uhhhhhhhh, it’s messy.”

“I’ll help you clean.”

“Actually it’s very clean.....it’s just, I live with someone.”

“Who?”

“He’s like family.”

“But he’s not?”

“He’s gay?”

“Two gays living in a house together.” Your girlfriend chuckled.

“He’s not gay.” You blurted out. “He knows I’m lesbian, but he doesn’t mind. He respects me and doesn’t try to make a move. He’s really sweet.”

“I hope you’re not making him up.”

“I’m not! I’ll invite you to my place tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow it is.” She kissed you on the cheek and returned to her apartment. You sighed and dashed back home, hurriedly slamming into Ultron on the way in.

“Woah! Are you being chased?”

“No! Okay here’s the thing, my girlfriend wants to come over and I told her this place is messy and she said she’ll help me clean but we both know it’s not messy then I told her I live with someone and said it’s a guy and kind of said you were like my family but you’re not. She’s now suspicious of me and wants to meet you cause I accidentally told her you were gay and then I said you weren’t, she thinks I’m making you up and now I told her she could come here tomorrow!” You blurted out.

“Wow.”

“Ultron what do I do?!”

“Hey it’s okay. Maybe she could meet me? I want to meet your girlfriend.”

“I’ll mention you and see what she thinks.....that’s good right? I did that to my parents.”

“It always works.” Ultron smiled. “Can’t wait for meet her!” He shouted as he disappeared into his bedroom.

“Yes, dad!”

~ Next Day ~

You were holding hands with your girlfriend, watching the sunset across the horizon to feel the cool breeze.

“You can come over to my place, but first question, do you know who Ultron is?” You asked cautiously, tightening your grip on her hand.

“Ultron? The name sounds familiar.......”

“He was all over the news during 2015........for trying to blow up the world?”

“I think my parents watched the news, not me. I did hear his name but I don’t know who he is. Why?” And before you could answer, your world went dark when someone tackled you.

“Hey faggots!” A voice growled.

“That’s creative, did you come up with that?” You coughed as you stood up. There were at least five people and they were all hooded, but no doubt male.

“Heh, you’re funny. That’s not going to save you.” He said and he punched you in the face, causing you to fall.

“[Y/N]!” Your girlfriend cried. Another guy punched her.

“Shut up!” He said.

“No don’t touch her!”

“You’re all dirty and should go to hell!”

“Heard that one before.” You spit out blood. “You’re not special.”

“Keep talking faggot.” He said and kicked you in the ribs. “We could fuck your girlfriend straight right here.”

“You fucking touch her and you’ll regret it.” You growled, kicking him in the shins causing him to tumble backwards. He kicked you in the ribs again. The other people joined in, throwing punches as one guy restrained your girlfriend.

“Stop touching me!” She screamed. She jabbed the guy in the face, rushing forward to pull the men off of you. “Help! Please help!” She cried. Two hooded guys pushed her back and before they could inflict more damages, nearby pedestrians started running towards them.

“Hey! Stop!” They shouted as the hooded figures ran away. Your girlfriend moved towards you, but you were unconscious with a bloody nose, black eyes, and multiple bruises over your neck and cheek. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” Your girlfriend cried.

“Here, we’ll call a taxi for you. Can you walk?” The two pedestrians helped her carry you into a taxi.

“Thank you.”

“It’s nothing, take care.”

“Where to miss?” The taxi driver asked. The girlfriend told him to give her a second and searched for your phone. She unlocked your device to see your address and gave it to the taxi driver. Within minutes, you two arrived at your place, but she did a double take.

“Wait, are you sure this is the right address?”

“Yeah.” The taxi driver said and drove away.

“Damn, you’re rich and didn’t say anything?” She sighed and lugged you through the entrance. The doorman recognized your bruised face, miraculously. And guided your girlfriend to the elevator.

“Hello?” Your girlfriend called out. “Is anyone here? It’s [Y/N]’s girlfriend! She needs help!”

“What happened?” Ultron demanded. He scooped you up and placed your unconscious body on the couch. Your girlfriend was still in shock by what she saw.

“Wait.....you’re......Ultron?”

“What. Happened?”

“We were attacked by a bunch of thugs.”

“Did you see their faces?”

“They were hooded.”

“Fuck.” Ultron clenched his fists. “I’m going to grab the first aid kit.” He took off into the bathroom and quickly returned.

“You don’t think parks have security cameras?” Your girlfriend asked hopefully.

“Only in certain areas. It would depend on where you were. We’re you near the streets?”

“Yeah.”

“Then most likely there was a security camera......it wouldn’t help, you said they were hooded?” Ultron asked and she nodded. “We’ll have to bring it up with the police. I need more description, how tall were they?”

“They were really tall, like 6 ft. I saw their hands, they were white.”

“Typical.”

“Their voices were gruff and sounded about our age.”

“Could they be students from your college?”

“Perhaps, I mean, we were walking around holding our hands so it could be anyone?”

“No, if they were ‘anyone’ they wouldn’t be hooded or heavily dressed. They knew you.” Ultron snarled. “People these days, think they can do something like this and get away. Stay with her.”

“Where are you going?”

“The scene of the crime.”

“You’ll he seen!”

“It’s nighttime, I can avoid security cameras and people.”

“Be safe.” Ultron nodded and closed the door behind him. Your girlfriend sighed as she played with your hair, cupping your face with one of her hands. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t protect you.”

“It’s not your fault.” You coughed. “Where’s Ultron?”

“He patched you up and left.”

“Left?” You quickly stood up. “Oh no, he’ll be seen!”

“He’s okay, [Y/N].” She smiled. “Sit down, I’ll brew you some tea.”

“What do you think about him?”

“He’s probably the only man I respect.” She laughed. “Not going to lie, he’s kind of attractive.”

“He is, isnt he?” You sighed. “Ow! Ugh, my ribs!” Your girlfriend chuckled and handed you the tea. The pain settled as you talked to her. You must’ve fell asleep on her while watching TV when you heard heavy footsteps. You woke to see your girlfriend sound asleep and Ultron sneaking back in.

“Hey.” You stood up, startling him.

“Hey, what are you doing up?”

“I wanted to thank you.”

“There’s no need to thank me.”

“Also you could’ve been seen!” You lightly slapped him in the arm. “What were you thinking?!” You hissed as Ultron chuckled.

“I paid the assholes a visit. They’ve been taken care of.”

“Who were they?”

“Six boys in your college class. They sit a few rows behind you two.”

“Don’t know them.”

“Yeah but they knew you. Be careful, okay?” Ultron sighed. “You two make a cute couple.”

“She thinks you’re attractive.”

“Oh?” He laughed. “You have competition.”

“You’re going down.” You teased. Ultron scooped you up, placing you back on the couch with your girlfriend.

“Go back to sleep.” He whispered. “You need to regain your strength.”

“Goodnight, Ultron.”

“Goodnight, [Y/N].”

[eremika-forever12]

Eremika Fanfic : Remember Me!?

Previous Chapter link- Chapter 3

Chapter: 4

Stirring a spoon in the bowl of stew....Mikasa glances at Eli from the corner of her eyes....from the kitchen.

Eli was being quite than his usual self....like he has that sadness and guilty expression on his face since he woke up from that bad dream of his...

It was night by now....Mikasa is making their dinner while Eli was just sitting in the dining space....staring at the book infront of him...

But Mikasa could clearly see through him....Eli was just lost in somewhere else but had no concentration in the book...

He was just 5 but he was a school going boy too....though he was in nurseries they did have some sort of studies and exams! Eli had a brilliant mind most probably it was because he was half Ackraman too....he is sharp and intelligent even the school authorities knew that....but due to the rumours of him being the child of the last holder of founding titan who almost crushed the whole world ....Eli is treated very differently! Mikasa knew that well but she doesnt care about the people around her....for her , Eli getting adequate knowledge from school matters the most.

Eli came out of his trance as soon as he heard Mikasa calling out his name....

Mikasa placing a bowl of soup infront him- Eli....You seem lost!

Eli stares at his mother shocked but then composes himself- Huh...What?

Mikasa raises her eye brows as she sat opposite him – Hmmm....you seem to be thinking about something else! Cause I dont see you studying for real!

Eli was confused about what to answer....it was true he wasnt actually studying....he was thinking about his dream and that stranger....but he cant let his mom know that!

Eli confidently as he argues back – Mommm....Can you stop overthinking ? Alright? I was....just feeling sleepy okay!

Eli tries to give a fake yawn and acts sleepy in his childish voice - aahhh....I am hungry! M..moomm...Lets get...done with the dinner!

Eli was about to take the empty small bowl and pour the soup into it when Mikasa holds his hand stopping him and says “ You....are Red! It means you are hiding something form me! What is it?”

Eli feels heat travelling through his round cheeks....he started to feel nervous & embarrass at same time.

He shrugs off her hand as he angrily says- Heyyyy Whats The Problem! Seriously? Why do you always suspect me of hiding something!

Mikasa rolls her eyes as she takes her seat- Always? Nope....you rarely hide something from me! Isnt it? Cause you are really bad at hiding anyways...so whatever it is you can tell me...I am your Mom after all!

Eli frowns at Mikasa and was just about to say something but she interrupts “ You can take your time....I am not forcing you Okay! “

Eli stares at his mom a bit stunned while Mikasa continues softly- You think I am just an annoying over protective stupid mother right? I am sorry about that....I just cant stop caring about you (pauses a bit as she stares directly into those green eyes) You are the only one I have now!

Eli could feel the sadness in his mother voice....he feels bad....as he realises he has somewhat made his mom upset! And he feels bad about it now...his mom is not annoying...yeah she kinda gets into his head at times but he loves her!

Eli with guilt ridden eyes and broken voice- Mom I didnt mean to hurt you by any way...

Mikasa looks at Eli a bit stunned as Eli says “ You know I Love You! Please dont say that you are annoying....”

Mikasa sighs seeing those eyes & the puppy face...

He resembles him so much....thinks Mikasa!

Mikasa smiles lightly- So you want to say something?

Eli lowers his eyes....he wasnt really sure about how his mother will react knowing he didnt go to school today rather ran off a bit far away without her ...he never really get the chance to roam around the city like other kids do. He is always stuck in his home, occasionally Mikasa just take him with her to market place...

Fearing his mother's reaction....Eli thinks maybe this isnt the right time....moreover if he actually tells about meeting with a stranger who kind of matches with the person he sees in his dream....his Mom gonna freak out a big time.

Seeing Eli being silent, Mikasa realised he was hesitating....but rather asking him again Mikasa calmly says “ Its Okay...You can tell me some other time! Let's have our dinner!”

Back of the mind, Mikasa was pretty much sure something was wrong....and she needs to find it out! If Eli doesnt tell her, she will find it out by herself!

***********

Walking across the corridor of school, Eli heads for his class...his head was lowered as his gaze was fixed to the ground.

He was completely in guilt mood for still hiding about bunking the school day before.

So today he swore to himself....he will never do that again...

Today he will concentrate only at his studies and wont care about what people tell him...or joke about him...

Eli enters the classroom as he gazes upwards and finds other kids staring at him awkwardly .... same weird looks at him....

His green eyes rolled in a dull way as he heads towards a seat...

He could hear whispers around but this time Eli decided to be unaffected!

Eli was about to take a seat in the 3rd bench when a boy ran to him and pushed him aside while occupying the seat at the same time...

Eli looked at him with a scowling face while that kid simply showed him tounge sticking out...

Eli decided to ignore him as he walked to the last bench and sat there alone with annoyance on his face....while that boy just smirked at him evilly...

Eli sighed, he just doesn't understand why these people are so problematic towards him...

He just shoves off the whole feeling of being hated at that moment before it could take over his mind....just when the teacher entered the class and everyone stood up to show respect including Eli....

*******

The Class got over as the bell rang...it was break time now...

Eli takes his back pack on his back as he starts walking out silently with a tiffin box in his hand. Just when he suddenly tripped off at door making him fall on the ground with thud as the tiffin box slipped of his hand and fell a bit far as it got opened with the sandwich falling out of it...

Eli was completely shocked by the incident as he just kept on laying flat on his chest staring at the falling sandwich on ground which his mother made for him....while the corridor echoed with laughter all around him...

Eli found someone with huge chubby legs standing infront of him as his green eyes travelled upwards to check who it was....

As soon as his eyes met with the huge chubby faced kid , Eli narrowed his eyes at him as the kid opened its big mouth “ Hellooooo....Titan Baby! Whats up ha? Didnt say Hi yet to me??”

Eli sighed heavily as he finally got off from the ground and stood on his feet....ignoring the huge kid infront of him Eli dusts of the dirt from his shirt as he passes by him with his head high....moves ahead to pick up the sandwich and tiffin box.

Watching Eli ignoring him like this surprises the kid, as he immediately kicks away the tiffin box bit far while picking up the sandwich himself.

Eli stares at him shocked as annoyance took over him immediately.

As he turns his hands into fists, Eli hears the kid telling him- Oi, What so hurry? We need to talk....

The huge kid shows the sandwich infront of Eli's face as he speaks sarcastically- Ooowwo Titan Baaby....Are You Hungry ? Want Some?

Eli glares at the kid furiously as he looks upwards at him, while his hands rolled into fists “ Put that sandwich back into my lunch box! “

The kid smirks evilly as he says “ Ah....Ordering me? You stupid little brat! You know what...this sandwich looks yummy and guess what! I want it for myself, you have any problem?”

Eli was completely fuming within himself as he tightens his fists trying to control his rage...while he says in his mind “ Calm down! I should just ignore him....and not react at all! Mom told me these jokers are not worth at all of any kind of reaction! Just calm down”

Eli softens his expression as he says with low but prominent voice “ Listen....kid! Stop these nonsense of yours....it only makes you look like a looser! Give my lunch box with that sandwich into it....I need to hurry okay! I dont have any free time to waste on you “

The kid evilly smiles as he immediately takes bite from sandwich and says while munching “ Yummm....This tastes good! So Titan Boy Your Mom Makes Really Good Stuffs...Ask Her To Make Some More For Me”

Eli was angry now but he needs to control it , without saying a word Eli walks toward his tiffin box and was about to pick it up when that kid stomped his foot over it leading a crack on the box....while Eli gasps in shock hearing the sound of crack...as he glared furiously at that huge kid.

The Kid in disgust “ You....Son Of Monster! ( eating rest of the sandwich) I dont think you need this box anymore as your food is finished and is in my stomach...all you need right now is run off your ass”

Eli green eyes shone brightly as he glared at the kid with rage....Eli's small hands were back to fist but he was trying hard to control his anger...

As the kid went on “ Honestly Why do you even come here? What fun do you get by being insulted everyday ha? Oh wait you actually deserve to get insulted! Thats your birth right “

Hearing this the other kids who were watching this drama for quite some time bursts out laughing....

Eli was damn done with this kid as he clenched his teeth and spoke with sharp dangerous voice “ Shut The Filthy Mouth Of Yours “

The huge kid stopped laughing as he stared at Eli shocked “ O wow! You have guts to talk too...do you even know....”

Eli screams loudly as he interrupts the boy “ SHUT UP DAMN IT “

The kid was shocked now to hear the intensity of Eli's voice....he kept on staring at Eli's rage filled eyes while rest looked at them completely horrified.

Eli while gritting his teeth “ Move your foot away from the box and hand over it to me.... & get lost from my sight! “

The kid was shocked for few moments and then suddenly he started laughing as he says “ Hahaha...What a fire! I mean seriously....no wonder my mom and dad keep on saying that you will be same just like your father when you grow up! A Titan....! “

Before the kid could say anything further....he felt a crushing punch on his chin which felt so hard on him that just made him fall on the ground.

Everyone around them was terrified as they watched Eli swiftly giving a punch on the chin of that chubby kid....

Eli couldn't hold himself back as he barked on the kid who was laying flat on the ground looked at him in shock as blood came out from his teeth “ KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT! DONT WANNA HEAR ANOTHER WORD FROM YOU! AND DONT YOU DARE CALL ME A TITAN...I DONT KNOW WHAT IS IT! BUT ALL I KNOW I DONT LIKE THIS WORD AT ALL....UNDERSTOOD”

Saying this Eli kicked hard at one leg of the kid who winced in pain immediately!

Eli picked up his broken Tiffin box and put it in his bag while he could feel all the kids eyes on him in fear....he could simply care less about it...he was about to leave when he felt a punch on his face which made him fall the ground....in return everyone hooted all around in excitement.

Eli looked upward in anger as he found the chubby kid with blood in his mouth staring at him angrily “ Son of a bitch! Dont you have manners while talking to your seniors! How dare you raise your hand on me....I am gonna make you suspend from this school and throw you and your mom out of this town “

Before he could do anything....Eli all of sudden made a move and punched hard straight on the face of the kid....who immediately pushed with such a force and fell hard against a pillar leading him to immediate unconsciousness!

Everyone gasped in horror at the sight....while Eli who still didn't realise the consequences of his act until someone freaked out frighten “ Guys....Why! Why is he not getting up?”

Eli gasped in shock as he came out of his anger and stared at the fallen chubby cheek at far....who was completely motionless at the moment....

Eli was terrified suddenly....while everyone started gawking at him as few kids ran to call the teacher..

Eli walked towards the kid as he said nervously to the people “ He just got hurt badly I guess...nothing much “

He wasnt having any good vibes from this environment around as he spoke infront of the chubby kid who was still not in his senses “ Hey...Wa...Wake Up! Look...this...isnt time to joke! Get....up dude! Others are misunderstanding me! Hey...”

Suddenly Eli heard a kid coming back with someone while saying “ I dont know Sir....I think he is just unconscious or maybe....the way that titan boy punched him....I dont know maybe....he is in more serious condition “

Eli looked around in horror as he heard some saying what if he is dead....

Eli was completely terrified! He needs to go to his mother. As everyone got indulged in whispering Eli took the chance and immediately ran away from that place in opposite direction through the corridor...

*********

It was raining heavily all around....thunders strike in the sky....

A boy with a back pack over his head sitting on the ground behind a huge garbage bin while trying to hide as much as possible from the people around....

A huge thunder strikes as flash of light fell on his face while making him shiver in fear....his green eyes shone in the light of thunder....

Eli was shivering due to cold as well as fear of darkness & people finding him...

Eli in his broken voice “ Mom Save Me”

Suddenly he felt nervous and guilty as he remembered what just happened back in the school....

He didnt intend to hurt anyone so much that will lead to death....period he didnt even want to kill him or something! Was it his fault completely? Did he do wrong by loosing his self control again!

Infact he was pretty sure that bully boy wasnt dead but unconscious but then why wasnt he moving?

Eli started to weep now as he trembled while it started to rain more....

Suddenly Eli found a huge amount of people with torchlight coming in this way....

He gasped loudly and got up from there...

He could hear the voices more close now “ That BASTARD Child! He must be hiding here somewhere! This time we are gonna kill him , cut into pieces and throw him in fire! He is nothing but just like his father....A Murderer! Who knows...what if he also posses titan power!? And then we will kill his mother that bloody Ackraman!"

Eli blinked his eyes in horror “ Mom? No....I wont let them do anything to my mom...I need to get out from here before they catch me”

Eli quickly got up and started to move upwards slowly as the place where he was hiding was bit sloppy....the place was pretty old and much far from his house....most probably no one really lives in this place...Now...

He was hurriedly walking upwards while glancing backwards time to time wondering if they already spot him or not, suddenly he tripped over a pebble and slipped as he winced in pain while falling...

Eli was terrified as he puts hand on his mouth so that no sound comes out...

But he was already late....as he turns around and find those gang of people were now speeding up their pace towards him as one of them falls the light on his face & shouted “ HEY....THATS HIM....”

Eli was scared as he began to shake again in fear, he quickly got up and started running upwards but he couldn't increase his pace as he was slipping up now and then due to heavy raining and his feet fingers were kind of hurting now....

They were quite close to him...Eli was in panic as he was gasping trying to catch breath while running...

Suddenly he got a pull on his arm....before he could react someone pulled him aside swiftly behind the wall of a house...

It was dark inside...

Eli was highly shocked at the sudden action as he couldnt understand what just happened...those people were close, he could hear them...

But he was still in shock that who just pulled him in...he turned his head around and just when the lightening stroke again revealing the face infront of him....

Eli eyes widen as he was about to say something but before that his mouth was forced to shut by a strong hand as Eli started to fidget under the hold in fear while the graspy deep voice wishpers ”SSSSH....CALM DOWN”

Just then both of them could see bunch of silhouettes near by....as the voice says “ Dont say a word....they are hear...”

Eli was completely in shock stage at the moment and was frozen at the spot while his wide green eyes were on the man infront of him...

They could hear those men saying “ Where did he go? “ “ I Saw him I swear...I guess he escaped from here” “ Lets hurry”

They were there for few more minutes...and then left from there hurriedly....

As both of them could hear their foot steps and voice fading away....Eli finally finds the hand away from his mouth as he says in deep manly voice “ Gone! You can breath now....”

Realising he was actually holding his breath for a while now, Eli finally breaths as he starts coughing slightly to get air...

Just then as the reality strikes....Eli widens his eyes and stares at the person infront of him, while he says “ Ah....So We met again? What a coincidence!”

Just then the thunder strikes again and lightening falls on that long hair person....Eli could see the face more clearly....he was none other than that stranger and the person possibly who was in his dreams...

The difference was there were no bandage on his head nor even that cane in his hand like the last time, though his half of the hair was falling on one of his eyes completely...

Eli finally finds his voice as he says in child like voice while trembling a bit “ You....Again?”

Just then the reply comes “ Oh...You can speak....back then I thought you were mute or something “

P.S So How Was This Chapter? Hope you guys enjoyed. Do comment , like & share.

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Rich Girl, Poor Boy (Jungkook x You x Taehyung) (ONESHOT)

A/N:This is a rare occurance where I write a non-idol AU 😂 and also, its not edited, so expect to find lots of grammatical error and typo errors

Jungkook sighed as he looks up at the stars lining the clear dark skies and stands up to make his way inside the huge ballroom of his family mansion, which is often dark and gloomy but tonight is filled with bright lights and people's laughter. Tower of wine and champagne dotted the table, the food, extravagant, the girls, beautiful, the music, exquisite, his parents would have hire Beethoven himself if he were still alive, anything in the name to show everyone, both enemies and allies, how powerful the Jeon family is.

This is just another normal parties for them, for their "crowd". Jungkook is raised within other big families, wealthy families with empires of their own, all only soughting for one thing; more power. But between all the money talks and business opportunities, Jungkook found one friend he knew he could trust and count on, Kim Taehyung, the one and only heir of the Kim family, his childhood friend, and next door neighbour. Taehyung and Jungkook share no similarities. Whist Taehyung prefer to enjoy the more beautiful parts in life, visiting galleries and taking photos of sceneries he foumd mesmerizing, Jungkook prefer to spend his days partying, drunk till the daylight shines and waking up with girls he wont remember the name of the next day. While Taehyung tries to hide away from his family name and fortune, Jungkook basked in every single cent of it. But still, they are the best of friends, always having each other backs againts their parents,  the judgemental society, the world.

"Hey, where have you gone?" Taehyung smile the moment he saw Jungkook came in front the massive garden door, a drink in his hand.

"Just getting a breather from all..." Jungkook looks around the grand ballromm, bright with expensive decorations and chandeliers, "this,"

Taehyung laughed.

"Why? Dont you like parties? Girls? Champagne? A place to show off your the next Jeon heir? This parties have everything you like roll into one Kookie,"

"Yah, I'm not that bad!" Jungkook glares. "You know I only embraced it because theres no way I can run from it. Or hide. You are just lucky your parents gets you Tae," he smile and pat Taehyung's back.

"And you are lucky you got me," Taehyung winked. Jungkook lets out a laugh. True. He dont think he can hold on to his sanity without Taehyung always anchoring him back. Parties, booze, girls, money, its all fun but what Jungkook really wants is to do music. Write it, sing it, performed it, play it. All of it. But music for the sole Jeon heir? Hah, no way in hell his parents is going to let him. And they are not shy in hiding it either. His parents have been telling him about his responsibility as the family heir every since he could understand what money is. Every chance and opportunity he ever had to play music, his parents destroy without hesitation. He dont have a chance to even explain how music makes him feel.

Happy.

So he buried all of it deep in the grounds. And if his parents wants him to embrace his life as a Jeon heir, then a Jeon heir hes going to be. Thus, money, parties, booze and girls.

"Maybe I do Tae," he laughs. "Old people alert," Jungkook points to an old couple, a family friend, waltzing their way to the two young men, a young girl in tow, ready to be inteoduced to the duo. Most probably their daughter, niece, granddaughter, Jungkook doesnt care, its all the same. They are all gorgeous, shallow, vain, dumb and absolutely boring.

"They never give up do they? Even when you and Adora are al-"

"Gotta go now," Jungkook quickly move away, hiding himself behind the huge, thick curtains his mother spent a fortune on. Sensing the line is clear, he makes his way swiftly to behind the buffet line, ducking every few second, trying to make it out of the room. Busy looking around for possible old people prospect he hits a wall.

A wall that talks.

"Oww! Watch where you are going you idiot!"

Jungkook immediately looks down to the girl sprawled on the floor. Not only the wall is a girl. A rude girl. And.. a beautiful one.

Jungkook smiles.

/////

Y/N looks up to the man who bumped into her. Hes now just looking at her, not saying anything. She take this opportunity to size him up. Hes all dressed up in a suit, an expensive suit at that, so he must be a guest. Shit, shes so dead. Lets just hope hes not an important guest. He is also very, beey handsome. Y/N was mesmerized for a second before she gets a grip and blinked.

"Oww! Watch where you are going you idiot!"

The man didnt say anythin, just smiling at her.

"Helloo? Are you deaf? You are blind and now you cant talk too?" She huffed and stands up on her own, holding tightly the huge coat covering her torn dress. She needs to het to the bathroom quickly, but this idiot havent moved.

"Excuse me? May I pass?"

"Oh, yeah right," the man smile and move aside a bit. When shes just about to pass him, he suddenly spoke. "How come I have never seen you before?"

Y/N was surprised at the question. In a ballroom as big as this, does this man assume he knows everyone?

"Because you hit your head and I'm just your imagination," Y/N roll her eyes. Isnt that the worse pick up line or what? The man chuckle.

"Hmm witty. I like it. But seriously. Who are you? May I know your name?"

"No. And I'm in a rush to mend my torn dress, so if you will excuse me," Y/N sighed and try to make her way again. The man stops her by pulling her hand, startling her.

"I think I can help with that" he winks and drag her outside the huge ballroom.

"Wait, where are you taking me?! Stop or I'll scream!"

"You can scream but I think you will be the one in trouble. And trust me. Do you think a criminal would wear a suit this good?" He laughs and continue to drag her along. Y/N contemplates on what he said, confused as to what he meant. But it didnt take long when he stops in front of a giant door and push it open.

Inside the room are walls and walls of clothes. Dresses, pantsuits, skirts any piece of clothing one could ever imagined.

"W-what is all this?"

"Take your pick,"

"B-but whose are all this?" Y/N walks and touched all the expensive material with the tip of her fingers. She turns back and look at him."Who are you? How can you know about this?"

Jungkook was taken by surprise.

"U-uh..." he realizes that the girl dont know who he is, and its so refreshing to meet someone who for once doesnt know who he is, and he really wants to keep it that way. "I work here. I manage the performances? These are all costume. So you can borrow one,"

"Really?" Y/N raised an eyebrow. "All these expensive materials are costumes?"

"Hey, the Jeons ask for the best, and I delivered," he shrugs, feigning ignorance. Y/N ponders for a while. If its the Jeons, what he say could be true. Everybody know they live life basking in luxury "Just pick one okay? As a payback for bumping into you,"

"Well.. if you put it that way..." she grins and start to go through all the beautiful dresses she could only have ever imagine of being this close to.

Jungkook leans by the door and look at the mystery girl rummaging through his mother old clothes, a smile unexpectedly creeping up his face.

"By the way, I'm Y/N," she peeked theough the clothes and smile. "Whats yours?"

"Me? I'm uh... J-Jungkook," Y/N immediately turns to face him and raised her eyebrows at the mentioned of the name and Jungkook immediately realizes she knows who "Jungkook" is. "Kim Jungkook," he quickly corrected. "I am Kim Jungkook," he laugh awkwardly, hoping she wont notice anything.

"Jungkook? Thats your name? The same name as the heir to this household?" Y/N asks, curious.

"Uh... yeah. You know him?" Jungkook asks cautiously, crossing his fingers for her answer to be no.

"Not personally, of course," she laughs. "I dont know what he looks like but I do hear that name being mentioned once in a while," she shrugs. "And you work here? Isnt that confusing?" She giggles.

"Uh no. I dont really work in close proximity with him. Hes always out and about. Doing uh... stuff," Jungkook answers nervously. "And we also look totally different,"

"Yeah? Well, if he is as handsome as people say he is, maybe you guys have a lot of similarities," Y/N laughs and went back to dive inside the closet

"Maybe..," Jungkook smiles. "Maybe we do," Oh Y/N, you have no idea.

/////

"You keep texting and smiling these days Y/N. Is someone having a new boyfriend?" Adora giggle and peek her hewd to the phone screen that Y/N is holding, which she quickly hide with a blush on her face.

"N-no. Not a boyfriend...."

"But.. it is a boy?" Adora's eyes turned wide, her grin; bigger. "Oh my god, why didnt you tell me?! Im so excited! Who is he? Where did yoi two meet? Show me a picture!"

Y/N laughed.

"Well.. I uh didnt think you would be interested in my love life, since you know.. you are my-"

"Friend?" Adora glares at her. "That better be the end of your sentence L/N Y/N!" She crosses her arms across her chest and frowns. Y/N smile sheepishly.

"Y-yeah. Friends," Y/N agrees, eventhough she knows they are no where near to being friends. But she knows better than to defy Adora. Her relationship with Adora is... complicated? Well, not really. Shes her personal maid. Enough said. Although Adora prefer the word "handmaiden" or "personal assistsnce" or her personal favorite, "friend". To be fair, Adora really does thinks of her as a friend, and treated her like one too. But Y/N know her place. Shes a maid. Thats all she is. She jumped from one job to another, washing peoples clothes, washing dishes, picking up trash to get by, and by luck, out of million others who applied, Adora, the only daughter of a multi millionaire pick her to be her "personal assistance". She has only been working with her for a month, but she can already tell that Adora has the heart of gold.

"So who is he? You should tell your friend this kind of things you know," she giggles. "How did you two meet?"

"Well... actually. We uh met at that party you brought me a month ago," she blushes and looks down.

"Shut up!" Adora squeals. "You have met him a month ago and this is the first time I'm hearing this?! You have been texting this guy for a month?!"

"Well... yeah?"

"Oh gosh, things must have been serious! Tell me more!" Adora gushed excitedly. "And you met him at the party? Thats means he must be some other chaebol too! Oh Y/N, we can have a double wedding!"

"What?" Y/N laughs. "Okay, first of all, I only known him for a month. And second, hes not a chaebol. He works there. Do you think some rich kid would even spare me a second glance. I was there at the party as your m-mai-" her words trailed off when Adora glares. "Uh friend. I was only there as your friend, not even in the guest list,"

"Well, anyone would be blind to not fall for you. You are beautiful, inside and out," she smiles. Y/N nods and gave her a small smile. She knows Adora is just being nice, but coming from a beauty queen that has everything like her, it does means a lot. "Okay, I have to go meet my fiance. But you are not off the hook yet! You will definitely tell me everything about this mystery guy when I came back okay?"

Y/N laughs and nods.

"Anything you need me to prepare for while you are out?"

"Hmmm, nothing," Adora ponders. "Oh right, my fiancee is coming here after the cake appointment. So maybe you can prepare some tea and cakes or something?"

"Wait," Y/N pretends to gasps. "You are telling me I finally get to meet this infamous fiancee of yours?"

Since she has only been working here for a month, she has never met Adora's fiancee. She never asked about him either. All she knows is that his family is just as rich as Adora's is and they are childhood friends. Their parents sets them up together so that the famoly money will stay close.

"I guess you finally will," she winks. "Ill see you okay? Love ya," Adora picks up her Balanciaga purse and give her a flying kiss before heading off to the car where the driver is waiting.

Well, she guess she better prepare something special for this special guest then.

/////

"Seriously, why am I being dragged to a cake testing?" Taehyung complaint for the gazillion time as they walk passed rows and rows of expensively decorated cake.

"Because Tae, its free food. And you are my bestfriend, so you should get tortured with me," Jungkook shrugs and poke one of his fingers in one the cake and lick the cream off.

"You both can afford the best wedding planner ten times over, why even bother to taste the cake? Cant you pay someone to do it?" Taehyung poke the same cake and licks it clean too.

"Because," Jungkook roll his eyes. "As if you dont know my fiance Tae. She aims for this to be the wedding of the millenium. And shes a superb bridezilla. She wants to have a say in everything. And apparently, she wants me around while shes saying it,"

"And you follow what she says because?"

"So that I can go home and sleep peacefully at night and not have her and my parents all nagging at me to take this damn wedding seriously!"

"Damn wedding?" Taehyung raised an eyebrows. "I thought you have accepted the fact that you have always meant to marry one of our own? And shes your closest friend, other than me of course. And isnt it you who said, "If I have to marry for riches, I'm glad its Adora"?"

"Well..." Jungkook scratched his head. "That was before I met someone..." Taehyung's eyes widen. "At that party a month ago,"

"You are engaged Jeon Jungkook, what do you mean you met someone?!"

"Shut up okay! We dont want Adora to hear!" Jungkook hissed while looking around. "I just did okay. Its not like I planned it. Shes just so... refreshing. Not to mention... so undeniably beautiful," Jungkook smiles.

"What the hell Kookie? You sound as if you really like this girl. And you never like anyone!"

"I dont know Tae. Shes... different," Jungkook shrugs. "And I really think I want to try with her,"

"Oh my god," Taehyung rans his hands across his face. "So what are you going to do? The wedding is in a few months,"

"I seriously dont know Tae," Jungkook sighs.

"Well, I think, what you need to do now is..." Taehyung smile and nods to someone behind Jungkook, and Jungkook knows exactly who that is by the sound of her expensive heels and the smell of her even more luxurious perfume, "is taste the damn cake with your fiance,"

/////

Tea... Cupcakes... Sugar... Creamers... Short breads...

Y/N arranged the centerpiece for the millionth time as she straighten the teapot again. All ready for Adora and her fiance. Y/N wants it to be perfect. After all, thats the best she can do for the nice treatment Adora has been giving her all this while. She straighten her dress and pick at a lose thread and takes a deep breath. Why is she even so nervous? Y/N chuckle to herself.

She quickly make her way to the doorway once she heard the sound of engine running at the driveway.

That must be Adora.

She opened the door to welcome a smiley Adora who linked her arms to hers while pushing a box of cakes into her other hand.

"Here. I brought some of the cakes we tasted. Tell me what you think okay?" She smiles and walked with Y/N to the tearoom. Y/N looked behind her shoulders to see if there are any guests.

"Wheres uh-"

"My fiancee?" Adora giggles. "You are really eager to meet him dont you? He will be in in a minute. Lets just go first. Hes been here a million times, he knows how to welcome himself in," she takes a seat at the neatly arranged table and Y/N quickly rushed over to served her the tea and cakes.

"You did a good job Y/N," Adora nods at the selection of tea and desserts spread in front of her.

"Thanks miss. I-"

"Dora, where do you want me to put your-" Y/N halted from pouring the tea, spilling it on the table the moment she heard the voice. very familiar voice. A voice that she heard for the first time a month ago, but it never left her mind... and heart. Her heart stops as she looks up from the spilled tea and Adora's frowns to see the face of the man that has been haunting her dreams. And by the look of how he too stop mid sentence, Y/N is pretty sure he recognizes her too.

"Jungkook?"

Adora quickly turns her head up from Y/N to Jungkook to Y/N again. Confused on how the two know each other. Confused on how her maid can adress her fiancee so casually.

"Wait. How do you know his name?" Adora looks at her, a frown on her face. "Dont tell me you two know each other?"

"Well, we uh..," Y/N gulped and looks from Adora to Jungkook, not really sure what to say. Is this really Adora's fiancee? She will kill her if she knows about her and Jungkook. "We-"

Jungkook quickly recovered from his shocked and cut her off.

"No we dont. I have never seen her before in my life. Maybw you got the wrong person?" Jungkook shrugs and place Adora's thibgs on the chair.

"But babe, she knows your name?" Adora looks at him, still suspicious. He kmows Jungkook is a ladies man, but he promise he will honor their relationship, although they both know he doesnt love her.

"Baby, almost everyone know my name. But that doesnt mean I kmow them now do I?"

Y/N looks at the two conversing like she isnt even there, dumbfounded. Is Jungkook really the wrong guy? Or is he pretending not to know her? But why? But then again, the Jungkook she knows cant be Adora's fiancee right? Her fiancee is the Jeon's heir. Are they twins or something?

"Are you sure Kookie? Y/N looks like she really knows you," Adora tilted her head, confused and suspicious.

"I dont babe. Who is she anyway?" Jungkook took a step forward and look at her. Y/N stares back, taking in all his features. His brown doe eyes, his bunny teeth, the mole under his lips... yes its him. She can recognize him anywhere after the countless photos they exchanged through texts. "Your friend?"

"Y-yeah, she uh.. my friend," Adora smiles. Jungkook looks at hee and back to Y/N again after her stutter and laughs.

"Babe, why is your friend serving you tea then? Are you befriending the help again?" Jungkook laughs and take a sit. "Hey, pour me some," he motioned to Y/N. With shaky hands and beating hearts, Y/N went over and serve the man the tea she work so hard to made perfect.

Adora ignores him and ask him again, seeking confirmation. "Are you sure you dont know her Kookie?" She turns to Y/N. "Y/N? You sure?"

Y/N gulped. Should she tell the truth? But whats the point if Jungkook himself is hiding the fact that they know each other right?

"I dont babe. Just trust me already," Jungkook sighed, saving Y/N from answering. "Besides, where would I even know a..." he looks at Y/N with disgust. "A maid from? I dont even remember my own maids, why would I remember yours?"

Y/N felt her heart stop. So much for thinking hes the only guy at the party that wasnt stuck up and see people for who they are and not their status. Hes actually the worse of them all!

"She was at the party a month ago Kookie. The party at your house? Remember? I brought her along,"

His house. That explain the closet full of dresses. Gosh Y/N, how are you so stupid? Works with costume? Same name as the heir? So gullible Y/N! Serves you right.

"Nahh, doesnt ring a bell. Maybe she saw me baby," Jungkook shrugs. "I am afterall is the host,"

"Y/N?" Adora looks at her.

"I-I uh.." Y/N tried to blink back the tears and embarrasment she felt. "I was mistaken. Im very sorry Sir, Miss," she bows.

Adora sigh. "Fine, I will believe you Y/N because I know you wont lie to me. Now I need to make one phone call, Kookie, will you help Y/N carry my stuff inside?"

"Its okay! I can do it on my own!" Y/N quickly interjects. Theres no way she wants to be alone with Jungkook, sorry, Jeon Jungkook right now.

"Dont be stupid. Its a lot. And its Birkins. I dont want you to drop them," Adora giggles. "I went shopping earlier. Help her Kookie, I'll be back," she smile and went out to her call.

Y/N kept quiet and quickly gather up the bags. Jungkook immediately gran her wrist the moment Adora left the room.

"Y/N, I can ex-"

"Sir, please let go of my hand. I need to get going with Miss Adora's bags," Y/N tries to shake him off.

"No! You are not going anywhere until you let me explain!" Jungkook insisted, turning her to face him but Y/N immediately avoid eye contact. How can she look him in the eye after what he did. All her life, her friends have been embarassed by her because of what she do, she cant believe she fell for a guy who felt that way about her too.

"You dont need to ecplain anything Sir, I understand,"

"Stop fucking call me that! And just let me fucking explain!"

The harsh words struck a cord in her, making Y/N bravely look up to his face. "Explain what huh? How you lied to me about who you are? Or how you just insulted me? Or how you are sooo embarassed to actually admit that you know me?" She lets out a sarcastic laugh. "Of course you are. You are the great Jeon Jungkook right? How can you be associated with a maid? How can you even be friends with one?! And you are even engaged!"

"Y/N, please," Jungkook look defeated but still grab her hand before she can walk away. "You dont understand. My world... its different than yours. Its all about money, and status. Adora and me is not even in love with each other but we are getting married because her family status is the only one that matches mine!"

"Right Jungkook, blame it on the money, on the status. But you know what, all that doesnt determined what kind of a person you are. The disgusted look on your face when you realized that I'm your fiancee's maid? No one can fake that," she laughs. "I was wrong about you. Your kind are all the same!"

"W-wrong about me? What do you mean?" Jungkook pull her back again. "Y/N please okay? Give me time to figure things out. Its hard for me!"

"Its hard for you? Really?" Y/N laughs again. "Then I'll make it easy for you. Just forget that you ever knew me. I'm just Miss Adora's maid!" She yelled and grab all the shopping bags.

"Y/N, atleast let me-" Jungkook tries to grab some of the bags from her.

"Just dont Jungkook," she said so weakly and brokenhearted, Jungkook stop mid track. "Just dont okay? Just stay here and have tea with your fiancee. She deserves better," Y/N quickly grab everything and ran off, leaving Jungkook standing alone in the tea room.

/////

Y/N kicked the lose stone with her foot, sighing loudly. After rearranging the Birkins in Adora's massive closet, she was dismissed, much to her relief. Although she is unsure whether her dismissal is cause by Adora suspicion about her and Jungkook or just because her help wasnt needed. Whatever it is, Y/N was grateful as she make her way to the empty garden. She needs to get whatever the hell it is that happened earlier our of her system. She needs to get Jungkook, Adora's fiancee, the Jeon's heir Jungkook, out of her system. She dont know how much longer she can work here. Once Adora and Jungkook gets married, she is pretty sure she will be seeing him even more. She decides to quit as soon as he find something else. Although working with Adora pays good money, but she values her insanity more. She has to quit. She will quit right after the wedding. When Adora dont need her help as much anymore.

"Hey, I didnt know anyone is here? I'm usually the only one who hangs around here," A male voice interrupted her thoughts as she felt his presence sitting down besides her. Y/N look up to the most handsome man she has ever seen. She almost rub her eyes, thinking shes dreaming. How can anyone who looks like that be real?

"I-I'm sorry. Im new here. The whole month I was here no one ever comes to this garden," she quickly stands up amd bows, ready to walk away. The man laughs and pull her wrist, asking her to sit down. For a monent when their skin touched, Y/N felt butterflies.

"Hey its alright. Its a big garden, we can share," he smiles and Y/N immediately feel comfortable. "And also its my fault, I havent come to visited Adora for so long. So thankyou for keeping my favorite garden bench warm,"

"Oh. Y-you are Miss Adora's friend?" Y/N immediately stands up and bows. Adora might treat her like a friend, but she is pretty sure her friends doesnt. And the way Jungkook just treated her proves that. The man furrowed his brows, confused.

"Why are you bowing? And why do you call Dora miss?"

"I'm uh her-"

"Wait, are you her personal helper?"

"Yes, yes I am," Y/N smile at the term the man use. Personal helper, instead of maid. Shes also sure that if this main is Adora's friend, means hes part of that world. The world that Jungkook said cared about status and money more than anything. He would definitely shoo her away now that he knows shes the maid. "I'm sorry to have bothered you. Miss Adora said I can use this garden if I wanted too. I didnt know someone else uses it too,"

"Where are you going?" The man pouts. "Just stay here and talk to me somemore. I'm bored. I mean, if tou dont mind?" He looks at her. Y/N blinks. He still wants to talk to her eventhough shes the help?

"B-but, maybe you didnt hear me. I'm Miss Adora's maid,"

"Uh okay?" The man looks at her confused. "Ohhh, do you have to go and do for her right now?"

"N-no. I mean... I'm a maid. Are you sure you want me to stay and talk to you?"

"Whats wrong with that? A helper is just a job, not who you are. And plus, why wouldnt I want to stay and talk to a pretty girl like you?" He winks, making Y/N blush. Y/N contemplate for a momebt, and after a bad day she had, maybe talking to this handsome stranger is what she needed.

"Okay. Maybe I can spare a few minutes," she smile and sits back down.

"Just so you know, Im not some weirdo or anything. I came here with my friend, hes Adora's fiancee. Maybe you know him?" Y/N nodded slowly. Oh.. so he knows Jungkook too, which means they are all childhood friends. "I'm Kim Taehyung by the way, whats your name?"

Y/N smile. Even his name is beautiful.

"I'm L/N Y/N. Hi Kim Taehyung, its nice to meet you,"

/////

"Is Tae really coming Kookie?" Adora plays with her freshly manicured fingers and looks at her fiance.

"Yeah. He promised me," Jungkook answered lazily. He spent the whole day at Adora's house after the fateful meeting with Y/N earlier, hoping to catch a glimpse of her again, but nothing. Adora had dismissed her for the rest of the day. Now she suggested they went out for dinner, and to avoid the boring conversations he would have with his future wife, he ask, no, forced Taehyung to come with him, which suprisingly, he said yes easily.

"Maybe he bailed. You know he hates to third wheel us Kookie. Why do you always drag him anyway?"

"Well, because hes the best man babe. He should know stuff. And also, he said hes bringing a date tonight," Jungkook shrugs.

"A date? Taetae? Who? Do I know the girl?"

Jungkook turns to look at his fiance and smirks. "Is that jealousy I hear babe? You know I'm still your fiancee right?"

"What the hell are you even talking about? Why would I be jealous if Taetae dates someone?" She laughs awkwardly. "Its about time he does,"

Jungkook laughs and roll his eyes. "Oh please babe, anyone can see you have the hots for him since we were five. Too bad your stuck with me. Dont worry, I still support your love for him. I think you will be good for him," Jungkook laughs. Adora's face turned red.

"Shut up! And dont say anything to anyone. Remember I'm marrying you wild bunny! And what an unfortunate luck that is," she laughs.

"Girls would kill to be you babe, you know that," Jungkook smiles. "Here comes your lover boy," Jungkook motioned to the red Jaguar parked outside as Taehyung huddled out.

"Hey Tae," he smile. "Wheres your imaginary date?" Jungkook looks around and laughs. Taehyung hits his shoulder and laughs.

"Its not imaginary. But then again, shes so beautiful, you might not think shes real," Taehyung winks.

"Whatever," Jungkook roll his eyes. "Where is she?"

"Actually, I'm here to pick her up," Taehyung smile, making both Adora and Jungkook confused. "Here she is now," he motioned to Y/N whos walking through the lawn from the maid's door. "Dora, I hope you dont mind I'm taking Y/N out tonight?"

Adora's eyes widen in surprise, jealousy stir inside of her but she still feel happy for Y/N as she knows that Taehyung will take good care of her. She plastered on a smile.

"Y/N? Shes your date?" She grins. "Sure Tae. Just make sure you show her a good time,"

"You know I will," he winks and reached out his arms to Y/N. "Hey, you look beautiful," he smiles.

Jungkook who has been watching the whole thing quietly clenched his fist without realizing. When the fuck did Taehyung meet her? And she said yes to his invitation just like that?!

Y/N almost stop mid way when she saw Jungkook and Adora at the hallway. Taehyung only asks her out to dinner, he didnt say its a double date! She almost turned back but Taehyung already approached her.

"Hey, you look beautiful," he smiles.

"H-hi Tae," she blushes shyly and start fussing with her simple sundress the moment she saw both Taehyung and Jungkook in a suit and Adora in a enchantingly beautiful dress, no doubt designer. What the hell is she thinking? She accepted Kim Taehyung's invitation , one of the most sought after heir there is, yes she googled, and she thinks her sundress is good enough? "I - uh I didnt know Jungkook-ssi and Miss Adora is coming too," she leans in and whisper to him. "I think I'm under dress,"

Taehyung laughs.

"You look very beautiful Y/N," he reached out and hold her hand, making her feel hot all over. "She does right?" He beams at the other two. Adora quickly link her arms with her. "You do! It doesnt really matter what you wear Y/N!" Adora leans in closer to her. "Especially not when Kim Taehyung keeps on looking at you like that," she winks, making Y/N blush ever more.

Jungkook who heard what Adora said felt her whole face heat up. That little- urghhh.

"Come on Kookie. Lets go. Lets drive our own car and leave the lovebirds alone," Adora giggles and link arms with Jungkook. Jungkook looks up to see Y/N's reaction to what Adora said. Surely she must felt something. Just this morning they were still texting each other! But what he sees when he looks up is Taehyung staring at her, smiling shamelessly and Y/N staring back, smiling shyly.

This date night is going to be a loooong night.

/////

Things were going well between Y/N and Taehyung. After that surprisingly comfortable and not at all awkward date night, they have gotten closer. Taehyung spend a lot of time at Adora's house now. Main excuse being he is Jungkook's best man and he have to be there, but with all the dismissal Adora kept giving her when Taehyung is around, everyone knows the real reason Taehyung is around.

Still, seeing Jungkook and Adora together still hurts her sometimes. Seeing him laugh with her, joking around. Y/N knows they dont love each other, but the comfortable level and chemistry they have with one another, after being friends since they were born, makes her jealous sometimes. She can see the real side of Jungkook whenever she came in to serve them dinner or tea, or help Adora with some of her things. She can see what a dork he really is, despite his label of being a wild, party man. She can see that hes funny, caring, competitive and he has a love for food like no other. And all this little things only makes her fall for him even more, despite Taehyung being the sweetheart he is around her.

But Jungkook is Adora's fiancee, and nothing can change that. Plus, Jungkook refuses to be associated with her, cant be associated with her, the maid. So maybe its best that she stick to her plan to leave after the wedding.

/////

"Hey, that engagement tea party you are having with Dora, you dont mind if I bring Y/N right?" Taehyung asks as they were having drinks together. Jungkook felt his heart boiled everytime Taehyung mentioned her name. Its bad enough that he can only see her during the short minutes she came in to serve them food, but she isnt even replying to any of his texts or answer his calls anymore. He misses her, although he knows its his fault for not saying anything when they came face to face.

"Sure. But wont she need to work or something? She works for Dora you know," Jungkook tries to act nonchalant. The whole reason why he wanted to host the party at Adora's house is because he hope to see Y/N, even if its only glimpses of her. The closer he is to the wedding, the more anxious he becomes.

"I'm sure Dora would give her an exception. She seems ro be very supportive of our relationship," Taehyung smiles.

"So... what are you two now? Like boyfriend girlfriend or something?" Jungkook acts line he doesnt care about the answer although his heart is screaming for Taehyung to just answer the damn question.

"Well...no," Taehyung answer and take a sip of his drink, as Jungkook felt relieved with the answer. "But I hope that would change, real soon," he smiles. "Like real soon. Like tea party soon?"

"What do you mean?"

"I think I want to ask her to be my girlfriend, at your engagement party," Taehyung grind and took out a box from his pocket, which opens up to a beautiful ring. "Its romantic right? Asking her to go steady with me at an engagement party?"

"A ring?" Jungkook eyed the ring carefully, in his heart he knows he would buy Y/N something much better than that if hes given a chance, "dont you think thats too much just to ask her to be your girlfriend? You are not asking her to marry you. Right?" Jungkook asks nervously. Taehyung laughs.

"Of course not. But being extra is what we are all about Kookie. I know she dont care about all this material shit, and thats why I love her, but I want her to know shes special. You k-"

"Wait, love her?" Jungkook sits up from his leaning position.

"Well..." Taehyung grins sheepishly. "I know its just a month Kookie... but I think I love her. Ive never met anyone like her,"

Jungkook tries to calmed down his heart, his hand shaking from wanting to punch Taehyung right in the face. The worst part is, he knows how that feels. Because he too, admitted to himself a long time ago, that he is head over heels in love with Y/N. But he ruined everything didnt he?

/////

I'll be right back okay?" Taehyung kisses her hands and smile before heading off to meet someone in a suit. Must be one of his business partner or something. Y/N nods and smile and stood at the most glamourous tea party she has ever attended. Well, the only tea party she ever attended. Who host tea parties nowadays anyway? But the fabulousness of the party is expected from Adora. Feeling awkward standing on her own, Y/N make her way to a more secluded part of the garden after observing that Taehyung will most probably take a long time. She sat down at the bench and closes her eyes, inhaling the fresh air, thinking about what her life have becomes. How did she managed to catch Kim Taehyung's eyes? He is not playing her is he?

"I can see that you are enjoying the lifestyle of rich and famous,"

Y/N eyes popped open to the voice and as expected, stood right in front of her, Jeon Jungkook with a cocky smile. She immediately stood up and start to walk away.

"Where are you going? Cant take the truth?" Jungkook mocked. What is he implying? That she is using Taehyung for his riches? Y/N turns around, glaring at her.

"What do you want Jungkook-ssi?"

"Jungkook-ssi?" Jungkook laughs. "Dont you think we have moved past that? Especially when my fiancee told me that you told her you met someone incredible at the party few months back. Im assuming thats me?"

Y/N rolled her eyes.

"So what? You are here to gloat? I was dumb back then. It was a mistake. You are obviously not who I thought you were. I thought you were different, but you are not," Y/N sighed. "Is that all?"

"So Taehyung is?" Jungkook look straight into her eyes, face serious.

"H-he-" his question took her by surprise.

"Is Taehyung different then Y/N? Is he everything you ever wanted then? Is he able to erase all your memories of me? Of us?" Jungkook took a step closer to her. Y/N felt her breathing starts to goes rapid and tries to calm down. Jungkook still has this effect on her.

"T-taehyung is a good man. Hes kind, handsome, nice, a gentleman, a romantic, he treats me good, he kno-"

"But do you love him?"

"W-what?" Y/N panics. How could Jungkook asks her that.

"Do you. Love. Him?" Jungkook repeated the question more seriously and took a step forward.

"I-I," she panics. "How can I answer that? Its only been a month since we met!"

"But you were in love with me within a month that we met," Jungkook closes the gap and held both her wrists, whispering close to her face.

"I was not!"

"Yeah.. you are," he smirks, face only inches from hers.

"N-no, I wasnt!"

"You are Y/N, in fact, you are still in love with me now," he smirks more.

"I am definitely not!" She tries to squirm as he gets closer.

"Yeah?" Jungkook smirks and closes the gap, his lips on her, tounge asking permission for more which Y/N immediately granted as she closes her eyes as his lips touched hers.

The kiss felt like it lasted forever when Jungkook finally pull away and look into her eyes, whispering. "I love you Y/N. As much as you love me, I love you more,"

Y/N felt tears prickled her eyes. She wanted to hear those words from him from the first day she realized her feelings. But now that she did... she knows they can never be.

"Please, choose me. Dont choose Tae. Choose me," Jungkook said softly, begging. Y/N closes her eyes, the tears she tried to blink back finally rolled out. "Please?"

"I-" she sobs. "I always have been choosing you Jungkook," she answered back, barely a whisper. "But will you... ever be able to choose me?"

Jungkook was surprised by her answer, eyes widening. Y/N lets out a half smile and released herself from his grip.

"Just... go away Jeon Jungkook. For real this time," she wipe her tears and ran off into the party before Jungkook can say anything.

/////

"Hey, you okay? Where did you go? I was looking all over for you," Taehyung greeted her, smiling. Y/N smile back and looks at him. Such the perfect guy. "Whats wrong? Anything wrong with my face?"

Y/N smile. "No Tae," she grazed his face. "You are perfect,"

"Yeah? Well, in that case, I have something to ask you," he smile and take her to a water fountain in the park, already decorated with fairy lights, her favorite. He sat her down and kneeled in front of her, hands holding both of hers. "Y/N? I know we just met. But I want you to know that Ive never felt this happy as this one month that I am with you. And at first... I wanted to ask you to be my girlfriend today..."

Y/N's mouth gaped open, surprised.

"But..." Taehyung continues. "I realized that that wasnt enough for me. I know its too fast and we dont have to do it right away, you can take all the time you need, but Y/N please say yes. Please Y/N... will you... uh..." Taehyung looks utterly nervous as he smile and looks into her eyes."Will you do the honors of being my wife?"

/////

Taehyung smiles and fix his best friend's bowtie. Jungkook looks emotionlessly at his reflection in the mirror.

"Its your wedding day Kookie, why do you look like a zombie?" Taehyung asks and smile. Jungkook tries to flash a small smile but failed. He chase after Y/N that day at the party. It took him a few minutes to realized that he dont care what his parents will say, he dont care what society will say, he dont care what Adora or Taehyung will think of him. He dont care about money or status. He never did. It was all what his parents put inside his head. All he cares about right now is that Y/N knows that he chooses her. And he will keeps on choosing her. He wants to be with her. He knows he will be his happiest as long as Y/N is with him. But the few minutes he took is a few minutes too late. The moment he found her, all he can see is Taehyung kneeling down in front of her, smiling, the ring box opened and presented to her.. asking Y/N to marry him.

To marry him.

Jungkook immediately turns back and ran out from the party before she can answer. He dont need to hear it. He already knows that happiness will never ever again be his.

And now its one week later, he is in his wedding suit, about to get married to his childhood bestfriend, and the man who get the girl of his dreams, his best man.

"I just want to get today over and done with Tae," he sighed.

"Kookie," Taehyung turned serious. "You know... if you dont want to marry Dora, you can just tell your parents you know? Sure, they love their money and status but they love you more. Trust me," he smiles.

"Whats the point Tae?" Jungkook gave a small smile. Whats the point when Y/N is marrying you?

"The point is for you to be happy and do what you truly want Kookie,"

"Theres nothing else that I want Tae. Happiness? Happy?" He scoff. "That was never meant for me. And I deserved it. After all the hearts I break, I deserved this fate," Jungkook sighed. "Now just stop with your pep talk and lets get me married okay?" Jungkook look at his relfection one last time and start walking side by side with Taehyung down the aisle.

"Hey Kookie?" Taehyung leans in and whisper. "Its not too late you know," he grins. Jungkook looks at him, confused.

"What are you talking about?"

"Y/N. She said no," he smiles. "She said no to my proposal,"

////

"Stop whatever the hell you are doing!" Jungkook yells out at Y/N who is climbing up the bus.

"J-jungkook? What are you doing here?"

Jungkook rushed over and pull her down and signal the driver to drive away after slipping him some cash. "You are just going to leave? You are just goimg to bail on Adora's wedding?!"

"Jungkook," she sighed. "Im just the maid. I didnt think I was even invited. Afterall, I really dont want to be there,"

"Fine. But I'm sorry, I cant let you leave," Jungkook grab her bag and start walking to his car thats parked nearby, hoping Y/N will follow, which she did.

"Jungkook, stop! Give me back my bag! What is wrong with you?! What else do you want from me?!" Y/N is frustrated. He made her miss the bus now she have to spend more money to buy another ticket, something she dont have a lot of.

"What else I want from you?!" Jungkook frowns and turns around, his face serious. "I want you to stay! I dont want you to leave!"

"Why?!" Y/N screamed. "Isnt this what you want? For a maid to no longer bothers you and your friends? Just give me back my bag and leave me alone!"

"You dont know what I want Y/N..." he growls.

"Fine! Then what the hell do you want?!" Y/N never cursed but shes done being nice.

"I want you to marry me,"

"See? You only care about yourself you selfish jerk! Yo- wait, what?" Y/N's eyes widen, finally realizing what he said. Jungkook grins.

"Done yelling at your future husband?" He laughs and closes the gap between them. "I love you Y/N. I made a mistake. A real stupid mistake. And I realized that a little too late. You make the richest man I could ever be, and without you, I am nothing. I am the saddest, poorest man ever lived. But Y/N, marry me and let me spend the rest of our lives making it up to you, making you the happiest woman alive, just as happy as you made me. Please?" He showed her his innocent doe eyes, making Y/N laugh through her tears.

"I-is this for real?"

"Its as real as it can get baby. You dont have to forgive me baby. But please, just marry me,"

"Adora?"

"Oh, lets just say, she totally approved of us," Jungkook winks. "So... is that a yes?"

"Hmmm... what was the question again?"

Jungkook laughs and kneels down, taking out a box from his pocket that housed the biggest and most beautiful diamond Y/N has ever seen.

"L/N Y/N, will you marry me? Please?" Jungkook smile. And in the middle of a deserted bus stop, Y/N said the one word that will change her life forever.

"Yes,"

/////

Jungkook didnt even remember walking down to the end of the aisle. He didnt even remember seeing Adora walked down the aisle. After Taehyung's confession, that is all he can think about.

"Go,"

"Huh?"

"Go Kookie. Y/N is leaving today. Go find her. Now," she smiles.

"But Dora... what about-"

"Us?" Adora laughs. "Kookie, we will always be bestfriends. You know that. And how do you expect to spend the rest of your life with me when we cant even agree on what to have for dinner? Afterall, our families will still be the biggest empire, married to each other or not. Go get her Kookie, I'll handle our parents,"

"H-how about you?" Jungkook's brows furrowed.

"Lets just say," she looks behind him at Taehyung whos smiling back at her and smile, "the one month I spent with Tae to plan your happy ending with Y/N might lead to my own happy ending with my dream guy too," she winks.