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venusiangguk · 4 years

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gold rush | jjk (m)

>>pairing: jungkook x reader

>>genre: pwp, smut, college au (kinda), established relationship

>>word count: 5k+

>>warnings: oral (m/f), fingering (f), phone sex, normal sex, explicit sex, slapping tits, slapping, crying, degrading, dirty talk, all the sex stuff, jks a lil mean and condescending but it’s very cool and sexy

>>notes: hello! this is my first post on here :) it’s part of a longer scenario i’m just seeing how it’s received before posting the full length version~~

>>summary: jk comes back from a weekend away and he wants to show you just how much he missed you.

pt. 1 | pt. 2 | pt. 3

It’s a Saturday night and you’re laying in your boyfriends dorm room bed by yourself. You’re bored and alone because Jeongguk had an away tournament that was far enough to warrant a hotel for the weekend. Typically you would have tagged along like many of the students at your university, but you had had a test on Friday that you couldn’t miss. Which is why you found yourself wrapped in one of his t shirts, under his blanket scrolling absently through your phone not really paying attention to anything much, just going from app to app.

Due to the lack of anything better to do, you boredly slipped your hand under the waist band of your panties. Not particularly horny... just passing the time you would say. You casually ran your fingertips over your smooth lips before yanking your hand out, being struck with an idea. You quickly type a text to Jeongguk.

you :

i’m touching myself rn

Short sweet and to the point. You nibble on your lip as you see the typing bubble pop up not even 5 seconds after it says ‘delivered’.

koo 🥴:

pics ? 🥺

You roll your eyes. Two years of dating and that’s still how he responds.

you :

no way

wyd rn ??

koo 🥴:

why not

i’m at dinner w my team

jimin and tae say hi

-insert pic-

You smile at the pic your boyfriend took of his friends. You were pretty close to all of the team but more so Taehyung and Jimin, seeing as you and Jeongguk would go on double dates with the couple quite often.

you:

tell them i said hi and that they should kiss 😌

Immediately he responds.

koo 🥴:

they said only if u send me pics 😌

You laugh before snapping a selfie to send to him.

you:

you didn’t even ask them but ok 🙄

koo 🥴:

ur in my shirt while jerking off ?

😩 🤌 🏻

pics PLASE

PLEASE**

You giggle and you’re about to respond when you get a facetime call from him.

“You’re so impatient,” You scold. From the looks of it, he’s in a bathroom stall.

“And you’re so mean.” He pouts. “Lemme see ‘em.”

You think about being annoying and making him wait more, but he looks so handsome and hopeful that you just can’t bring yourself to tease much. You grab the bottom of his loose t shirt and pull it up and tuck it under your chin. The cool air of the room makes your nipples harden and you grab one of your tits in your free hand and squeeze and shake it gently. “These?” You ask sweetly.

His eyes are hooded and he subconsciously runs his tongue over his lips before biting the plump bottom one softly. He’s blushing when he says, “Mhmm, they’re so pretty. Will you lick them for me, baby?”

You groan. “You know I hate doing that.”

He swallows, and fusses with his hair for a second before his hand goes out of frame again. “I know it just- makes me so hard, I love watching you do it. You don’t have to though.”

You sigh and grip under your boob, and do your best to get your nipple to your mouth. They aren’t small but at the same time they aren’t the biggest so its kinda tough, but if you really try you can get it done. Once you swirl your tongue around your nipple, you hear a soft moan come from your phone speaker and you feel it go straight to your pussy. You suck on your nipple a little more before pulling off with a loud pop!

“Are you hard?” You ask, a slight shake to your voice as you get more and more turned on. He nods. “Are you touching?” He nods again. “Show me.”

He doesn’t hesitate. He pulls his sweater up and holds it between his teeth so you can see his toned stomach as well as the bulge in his pants. He runs his hand over it, toying with the tip some, making soft muffled noises fall from his lips. His stomach tenses a little bit.

You put your hand down your panties again, and tease a little at your clit. “You look so good, I wish you weren’t so far away...” You whine quietly.

Jeongguk groans and brings his face back into view. “I know, baby. I can’t even stay here with you to help or coach will get suspicious. We are supposed to be team bonding before the final game tomorrow.” He rolls his eyes. “I’ve got to will this boner away and go back out there.” He sounds like it pains him as much as it pains you to finish off alone.

“Take it out really quick, just for a second,” You say quickly before he goes.

He scowls playfully. “I really can’t stay, so just a little.”

You lick your lips and nod quickly, rubbing your fingers on your clit a little faster.

He gets the angle right and unbuttons his pants and pulls his hard cock out just enough for him to stroke up and down. He groans once he gets a hand around himself at the same time that you let out a high pitch moan.

Jeongguks cock is so pretty. It’s fat and plump and pink. Shiny at the tip where he’s already leaking. He always gets so wet for you, just like you get wet for him. His hand wrapped around himself is truly a sight. His long slender fingers moving up and down before the whole hand grips around his girth. He’s thick and long and the thought of him filling you up makes you whine and your pussy pulse.

“Are you touching yourself baby?” He whispers.

You nod. “Yes, yeah... please come home. Right now.”

He hums on a laugh. “Show me how wet that pretty pussy gets for me.”

You swirl your fingers around your wetness before bringing the glistening digits up into view of the camera. He groans and his head falls back before putting the camera back down to his cock to show you how fast he’s stroking.

“You get that wet for me even though I’m miles and miles away? How slutty baby... How do you taste hmm? Sweet like when I last tasted you just a couple of days ago?”

You’re just about to suck your fingers into your mouth for him when you hear a door open through your phone speaker.

“Kook? It’s time to stop jerking off and participate in the bonding activities, Captain .”

You can tell from the deep voice that it’s Taehyung that came to get him. You giggle quietly.

“Yeah yeah, I’m coming give me a minute.” He says through the bathroom stall. He sighs, and gives you a playful eye roll like he’s exasperated.

“Don’t cum while I’m here, and be thankful that it was me that came to get you and not coach. Bye y/n!” He says loudly.

“Bye Tae!” You squeak as you hear the door close.

Jeongguk groans, but smiles lazily at you. “Guess I gotta go.”

You hum. “Guess you do Captain.”

He laughs a little as he does his pants back up, tucking his now mostly soft cock away. “I love you. Cheer me on tomorrow. I’ll see you after, but I probably won’t get back to the dorms till late. Are you gonna be there still or are you going back to yours?”

“I’ll wait for you. Score a goal for me, and text me later. Love you.” You smooch at the screen and Jeongguk does the same before the call ends.

And with that you are once again left alone, but a lot more horny than before the talk. So you do what any sensible person would do.

You pull up the hub.

~~~

Jeongguk walks into his dorm room around 10 pm, and the first thing he sees is you, right where you were when you hung up the night before after your little facetime sesh. The only difference is that you’re wearing a different shirt, still his, and you have ice cream in your hand and your laptop set up on your lap a show playing in the background.

At the sound of the door opening your eyes find his and you quickly set your food down on his night stand, and fling the covers off your lap, paying no mind to the mac book that is now buried somewhere under his comforter, before squealing and flinging yourself into his arms.

He grabs you easily, bags dropping to the floor, hands under your butt to keep you hoisted. You wrap you legs around his tiny waist and smush your lips to his cheek and mumble a distorted, “I missed you.”

“Okay so kiss me about it,” He says back, eyes glinting and lips puckered.

You giggle, placing your hands on his cheeks, angling your head to slot your lips between his. He parts easily for you, and starts to walk you both back to his bed before he drops you where he found you. You bounce lightly and take a second to take him in.

He’s wearing oversized comfy clothes, grey sweats and a big white long sleeve shirt. His long hair is soft and shiny, falling over his pretty face delicately. He must have had a shower at the hotel after the game. He looks soft and oh so sweet. You just want to devour him. From the looks of the semi in his pants, he’s feeling the same way about you.

“Ah, already getting hard for me?” You coo, hand cupping him over his sweats. He pushes against your palm, unashamed. “You just got here baby.”

He shrugs looking down at you. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you all weekend. I had to rub one out in the bathroom room last night as soon as we got back to the hotel. Tae and Jimin were right outside.”

You nuzzle into the material of his sweats feeling his cock quickly become fully erect as you mouth at it. His hand comes down to cup your cheek, run through your hair. “I watched porn after we got off the phone.”

“Did you?” He asks, shifting away for a second so he can pull his sweats down, leaving him in his briefs. You see a little wet patch where the tip is. You suck lightly over the material and he moans loud and clear for you. He sounds so much prettier in person, over the phone just doesn’t compare.

“Yeah, came so hard. Was thinking about you and me.”

“Fuck. Did you make a mess all over my sheets?”

You shake your head as you slowly pull the waist band of his briefs down his hard cock. Once it’s free it bounces in front of your face, flushed and begging for your mouth. You stroke lightly while saying, “No, but I did find something that I wanna try.” You flick your tongue under the head and the hand in your hair tightens and pushes slightly. You part your lips and let him in.

“Mmm, you can tell me all about it once I’m done with you. I can’t wait any longer baby. Swallow me,” He moans, both hands going to the back of your head and pulling you farther onto his cock. He jerks when he feels you swallow around the tip. “So fucking good.” He sighs.

You let him have his way, fucking your throat a little, although he’s much gentler than he usually is when he does it, and he does it for a much shorter time. He must be tired from the weekend, or he must have something else in mind for tonight.

“Lay back baby.” He says when he pulls out of your throat, crawling on the mattress. He finds your discarded laptop and places it under the bed out of the way. You both remove the rest of your clothes before you do as he says and he settles down between your legs.

You figure since he got hard literally on arrival, that he wouldn’t waste time with teasing, would get right to the good part. But no. He takes his sweet time kissing, licking and biting at your thighs, squeezing them roughly in his hands. He nuzzles into your skin flicking the lightest lick over you pussy lips before pulling back and blowing a little. You gasp and roll your hips, trying to get him closer to where you wanted, spreading your legs even farther apart, presenting yourself to him. But he’s having none of that.

“Stop fucking squirming,” He groans before you feel his grip tighten on your hips. But still he doesn’t go where you want him, so you fight against his hold.

“Stop teasing then,” you whine with a scowl.

He bites at your inner thigh. “Hush baby.”

You huff and hit your tiny fists on the bed, frustrated and fussy. “Make me.”

Jeongguk stills and you gulp. He glances up from between your thighs, and he quirks an eyebrow at you.

“What was that?” He asks, much too calmly.

“I said make me.” You whisper poutily.

He sighs and sits up. You get to whine for just a second before you’re yelping and squeezing your legs shut. He just smacked your pussy.

“Shut up.” He says. He doesn’t sound angry, very casual in fact. He rubs his hands over your legs, easing them back open. “Y’know y/n, I had a very long weekend. Travelled hours to play 4 games in two days. Travelled hours back.” He’s running his fingertips over your pussy lips, smearing around the slick you know is pouring out of you. You shiver. You love it when he gets like this. You love it every time your guys are together, but when he’s extremely one way or the other, extremely dominant or extremely submissive? It just makes your entire body burn and your pussy ache. “I even scored a goal for you in the final.” He glances at you, finally sneaking his finger between your folds, he grazes your clit and you shiver, legs spreading even more. “All I wanted to do was get home and take care of you... Make my girl feel good...” He’s rubbing circles around the little nub and your hips slowly start to rock into his touch, breathing heavy from the pleasure. His girl. Yes. You’re his girl. You tell him so.

“Really?” He asks. You nod. He hums. “That’s funny because all I see here is a brat .” He spits out, before another smack lands on your sensitive cunt.

You cry out, trying to close your legs again, but he holds them open. He settles between them again and says sternly, “Now be good. I’m going to do it how I want. Do you understand?” You whisper a tiny yes. He sighs like he’s relieved that you’re not going to be difficult and put up much of a fight, so he can finally do what he’s been wanting to for days. He pushes back on your thighs so your cunt it fully exposed to him, and he spits on it before rubbing his fingers around the sticky mess. Every time he rubs over your clit you twitch, but you’re trying to be good.

“So fucking messy baby. So gross.” He says sweetly as presses his tongue flat on your opening before licking all the way to your clit. He moans at the taste of you despite his words just a moment ago and your eyes roll back. He’s in a mean mood now. And you’re gushing for it. “You’re lucky you’re so pretty baby... because your little cunt is so nasty , just leaking all over the place. I’ve barely even touched her, and she’s dripping down to my sheets. How did you manage to keep them clean while I was gone hmm?” He doesn’t let you respond, quickly sucking your clit into his mouth suctioning it just a bit before flicking the tip of his tongue over it quickly.

“Ah, f-fuck-“ You gasp. You raise yourself onto your elbows so you can watch. He hums around your clit before he flicks his eyes to you. You whimper, squeezing your eyes shut before falling to your back again, not able to handle the gaze he gives you.

He pulls off and uses his fingers to open your lips and pull the hood back before making his tongue flat and licking slowly over your exposed clit.

“Oh my god- That’s- that feels so good baby,” You say between breaths. Your legs are starting to get a slight tremble to them but still, you pull them farther back, making yourself as open as you can for his tongue.

He hums and then smiles, biting at your clit gently, making you jolt. “Feels good baby?” He rubs his fingers all over your core again. You nod and he says, “Could have felt good before and not had spanks if you weren’t so fucking bad.” He swats your cunt again lightly, before sighing and kissing your clit sweetly. Your head is spinning from the switches in his mood but you love it. Love that you don’t know what to expect when he slides his fingers into you. He moans and rests his head on your inner thigh, watching as his fingers slip in and out of your heat. He looks like he’s in awe of your cunt, watching as it clenches and sucks his fingers in. He looks so lovely between your legs.

“Always so fucking tight, can’t wait to get my cock in here.” When he says ‘here’ he curls his fingers inside of you and your back arches off of the bed, and you moan his name loudly. “That’s it baby...” He whispers against your core before he starts to thrust his fingers into you, curling on the pull out. He adds his mouth and you start to shake. Your hands find his hair and you pull him closer, feel him lick and suck at your clit like its the best thing he’s ever tasted. He moans while he eats your pussy. And he has the nerve to call you nasty. He’s absolutely filthy.

“I- close-“ You choke out, relishing in the sloppy wet pleasure that his mouth and fingers are giving you.

He says ‘mhmm’ against your clit before pulling away to get out a quick, “Fuck. Yeah you are, cum for me.” and then he’s diving right back in, focusing on where you’re most sensitive, your clit and your g spot.

“There baby, yeah- fuck , don’t stop ,” You whine quietly as your body tenses. Your legs are shaking out of control, before the string in you snaps and you cry out. Your thighs close around his head and you grind your cunt into his face riding out your orgasm before it gets too much and your try to squirm away. But Jeongguk holds you there until you’re almost crying from the overstimulation.

You pull at his hair, begging him to stop, and finally, he does. He pulls away from your messy cunt, and lays himself on top of you before kissing you deep, wasting no time sticking his tongue in your mouth so you can taste yourself on him. You moan and twine your fingers through his long hair, arching your body to get as close to him as you can. You feel him start to rut his cock over your sensitive core, and gasp. He’s so hard, you can feel him throb against you. He pulls away and grips his cock at the base, lining it up with your pussy before sliding it up and down, teasing your clit even more, mixing his precum with his spit and your slick. He focuses his frenulum on your clit, and his hips twitch. His head rolls back, and his mouth opens in a silent moan. He pulls back and when he looks at you again, he looks wild. His eyes are dark with desire and his pupils are blown. His hands grip at your body like he can’t get enough of you. You’ll have pretty little bruise blossoms all over your body in the morning. Finally, the tip of his cock breaches your center.

You’re so hot, and tight, and so fucking wet around him, that Jeongguk can’t keep the moan that falls from his lips locked away as he pushes inside of you. He pushes all the way to the hilt, you can feel him flush against your clit. Your mouth falls open in pleasure, but your eyes never leave him, the first thrust always being your favorite. Finally getting filled up like you wanted. You can feel him in your belly, heat pooling there as he lets you adjust to his size. Sometimes he likes press his hand into your tummy while he fucks you. Says can feel his cock splitting you open. You watch the man above you part his lips and furrow his brows in pleasure while he does his best to not go too fast, tries not to thrust into you wildly like he so wants to.

He’s leaning over you, hands on the side of your head. You run your palms up his sides, whispering, “I’m good, you feel so good. Give it to me please.” You lean up and press a kiss to his collarbone.

He’s quick as he hikes your legs up and hooks them on his shoulders. He rests some of his weight on you, bending you in half as he starts moving his hips. He pulls out to just the tip before slamming back in with one swift motion. Your hands claw at his back, the angle he has you in allowing him to reach even deeper. Gasps are punched out of you as he starts to set his brutal, sharp pace, not forgetting how bad your were earlier. He’s going to make sure you feel every inch of him for days.

“Oh my god, fuck. That’s so fucking good, Jeongguk. Please fuck me,” Your moans are high pitched and close to sobs.

He leans back some and spreads your legs wide, hands on your ankles to keep them open and he looks down slowing his thrust to watch as he slides into your little cunt. Your pussy is swollen and pink around his cock. He can see your arousal shiny on the base of his cock. “Fuuuck,” He moans as he closes his eyes basking in the feel of you clenching tight around him. He’s slowly pulling his cock from you, only for you pussy to pull him right back in. “This pussy was made to take my cock, huh?” He says speeding up. You nod and tell him, “Yes only your cock gets me this wet, this fucking hot.” He pumps his cock into you hard enough for you to get jostled, so your words come out in choppy and incoherent moans.

The way he’s fucking you makes your tits bounce, perky and pretty. He growls and leans down to suck a nipple into his mouth. You arch into his touch, cute little mewls falling from your lips as his tongue flicks over the small bud. You brush his long hair out of his eyes, holding him to your tit as he makes goosebumps rise to your skin.

“That feels so nice baby,” You say. It’s quiet and desperate, you head thrown back, neck extended and bared to him.

His eyes flick up to look at you, still playing with your nipples. He sees you bared in submission and can’t help the hand that rubs up your torso all the way to your neck. Just begging to have a hand around it. He pulls off your your tit, letting one of your legs fall to around his waist and you moan loud and long as the picks up his pace again.

Your favorite position. He knows how to fuck you any and every way, but like this he fucks you just right, making you fall apart in no time at all. The hand around your throat tightens at the sides, making the moans and whines that come out of your mouth high pitched and airy. The lack of blood flow to your brain makes you feel lightheaded and fuzzy, almost euphoric as he fucks you into submission. His free hand smacks your tits lightly, and you clench from the dull pain as they jiggle. Jeongguk swears.

“God your pussy is just milking my cock, not even letting me pull out all the way. Such a greedy , selfish little cunt. Can’t get enough of this cock filling her up.” He grips your hips with both hands and watches your pussy swallow his cock.

You giggle, soft and delirious as you feel the first signs of your orgasm pool in the pit of your belly, right where Jeongguk’s cock is pounding into you.

“You think that’s funny?” He questions. He grips your jaw and makes you look at him. Your cheeks are smushed and your eyes water from the hold he has on you. “You think being a selfish, greedy little slut is funny?” He presses against the side of your face, biting at your cheek like he just needs to sink his teeth into something to let out some of the pent of feelings coursing through his veins.

“I just love it. Love your cock so much,” You whimper.

Jeongguk pulls back so he can look into your eyes again. He looks at you mockingly. “You love it?” His voice is condescending and it makes your pussy drip. “You fucking love it?” He looks crazed as his hips jackhammer into your cunt, the slaps of his skin meeting yours ringing loud and clear throughout the dorm. Bless his poor neighbors.

“Yes, yes I fucking love it,” God you’re going to cum.

He feels how close you are, sees the way your legs are trembling. He’s moaning when he says, “Shit baby, show me how much you love it. Show me, make that little pussy cream all over my fat cock.”

You nod helplessly as your body jerks in his hold. You can feel your pussy contract over his cock as he brings you the precipice of your pleasure. Tears fall from your eyes from how overwhelmingly good it feels.

Jeongguk fucks into you a few more times, the last of your orgasm leaving your body, as you listen to the higher pitched moans falling from his lips at a faster rate than before. He gasps as he pulls out and positions himself over your heaving chest, cock right in your face as he fists it fast.

“Fuck, open you mouth,” He says, voice dripping with pleasure. You do, smiling, tongue out. He groans deep before his hips jerk and he whispers, “I’m gonna cum,” with heavy lust filled eyes. You feel the first shot of cum land on your cheek.

“Mmm yeah, cum all over my face,” You hum, blissed out.

He milks every last drop of his load out, and you suckle on the tip until he’s whining and shivering, pulling back with an overwhelmed, overly sensitive gasp.

He catches his breath for a second before he gets up and makes his way to bathroom. He sees you about to wipe the cum off your face and says, “Wait a sec.”

You sit patiently, criss cross apple sauce, cum on your face, eyes red and wet from the tears you shed, until he comes back with a wet wash cloth in one hand. He makes a stop at his bags on the floor and fishes his phone out.

He sets the wash cloth on the night stand next to your forgotten, melted ice cream and pulls up the camera.

“Smile baby,” He says, softly giggling.

You do, big and radiant, throwing up a little finger heart. You hear the shutter a few times before his phone takes the place of the wash cloth on the night stand. You reach for it to clean yourself, but he pulls away, wanting to do it himself.

You smile as he concentrates and gently cleans up his mess from your face. His tongue peaks out of his lips and you peck him. He stills before scowling with a small smile, and continuing.

“You look so pretty when you have my nut all over you face,” He says absently. His thumb brushes under you eye. “When you cry too.” He cups your jaw and runs his thumb over your cheek bone. “I wasn’t too mean was I? Too rough?” His eyes search yours. You shake your head.

“No I like it when you get like that, ‘s sexy,” You say wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him so that you both are laying down. You wrap around him like a koala. He yawns and settles in your hold, snuggling into the bed.

“Okay good. You can be mean next time,” He sounds sleepy.

You scoff, knowing that you both know that when you take control it’s in a softer way. Degrading and being mean was his thing, what you liked. Jeongguk liked to be praised.

“Yeah okay,” You say sarcastically. “You’d cry in a non sexy way if I was even half as mean to you as you are to me,” You scratch at his scalp and he purrs.

“I’m sensitive,” He whines. Another yawn. “And sleepy. Shhhh.”

“Jeongguk wait,” You say.

“Hmm?” He says already close to knocking out.

“I wanna eat your ass next time.”

“Mhmm, okay. Now sleep please. Turn off the lamp.” He turns over, wanting to be the little spoon.

You know he didn’t actually listen to what you said, but that would not stop you from holding the ‘yes’ he gave you over his head in the morning when he’s more coherent. You flick off the lamp, and throw an arm over his waist. He snuggles back into you, fitting his body against yours. You kiss his shoulder and say, “Okay, remember that you said yes in the morning.”

All you get in response is a soft snore.

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and there it is! let me know if u want me to finish and post the whole thing! comments and feedback are appreciated!

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library-of-the-sun · 3 years

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Okokok

How about a KiriBakuKami where like- kaminari is just feeling way behind Bc his two boyfriends are doing so much better than him. And he has trouble explaining it to them when he confronts them, which causes the other two to misinterpret what he’s trying to say. So they get upset and they think that he’s just jealous of them and that he’s trying to make them seem like the bad guys. So they have an argument, 2 on 1 and in the end, kaminari just walks out, and goes to hang with sero (NO THEY SRE NOT STOP)

And Kami explains what he was trying to say to his boyfriends to sero. And sero doesn’t have it and like, tries to help ig? But things get fixed in whatever way you want, AND FLUFFY ENDING OR I WILL CRY

Hopefully this is understandable what I’m trying to say

Ok! (I'm having him go to Mina instead of Sero Though)

Words → 1075

Ship → KiriBakuKami

Notes → I was finally able to post this after getting a computer, before I was trying to post it on my phone and it wouldn’t work. That is part of the reason i did no writing, but that was also because I had writers block.

Kaminari stared down at his latest test dejectedly, even with all the help from his boyfriends he still got a C-. He couldn't help that he had trouble learning all this stuff, his ADHD made it hard to retain the information, and his Dyslexia made it hard to learn it in the first place. He stood up from the desk frustrated and went to go find his boyfriends. He went down the hallway towards Bakugo's room since that was usually where the other two were. He quietly knocked on the door and waited till he heard Kirishima tell him to come in. He dejectedly slumped over to the bed and plopped down next to his boyfriends. Kiri's fingers automatically started running through his hair. Bakugo was calming rubbing his shoulder while scanning the stressed look on his face "What's wrong with you lightnin' bolt?" He sighs running his hand’s down his face "I got another C- on my test, you guys are always able to stay so far ahead of me, it's unfair." He sat up and popped his shoulders not noticing the look passed between his boyfriends. He didn't pick up on the slight apprehensive tone in Bakugo's voice "How is it unfair?" He sighs again eye’s traveling down to look at the ground "It's unfair because you guys always get A's or B's but I can never get above a C." This time he flinched a bit since Katsuki's voice seemed cold "Well why are you putting this on us like it's our fault you have C's." Denki turns around and looks at them puzzled "What do you mean, I wasn't saying that?" He noticed the tick mark on the blondes head and the raise of his voice "Well it sure as hell seemed like it Denki, just cause you can't seem to get a good grade doesn't mean you have to be jealous and pin it on us." He automatically flinched at the raise in tone, old memories flashing through his head. He tried to look over at Kirishima for some comfort but the red head looked upset with him too. He tried to stutter out a response but couldn't find anything so he stood and left the dorm room, tears brimming in his eyes. He just made his way to the girls side of the dorm hoping Mina wasn't busy because he really needed the support. When he had got there he lightly knocked on the door. He waited for the bubbly enby to open the door as he looked down and scratched at his arm anxiously. He heard their exuberant voice "Hi Denk's what ya-" they cut their self off seeing that he was crying. They grabbed the arm he was scratching to stop him from causing himself anymore harm. They then brought him into their room and before settling him down on their bed. "Denki babe, what's wrong?" He noticed that Jirou was also in the room and was quietly watching to see if they were needed to help. He started to scratch his hand aggressively as some more tears fell from his eyes "I got a C- on our last test, so I went to go rant to Kiri and Baku about it, and I don't know what I did wrong but they thought I was blaming it on them, so they got mad at me, Baku yelled, and so I left." Jirou stood up and went to storm out the door looking like they were gonna go beat the boys up before Mina stopped them. Mina hugged to teen to them and rubbed his back "Well do you wanna go back there and talk to them, or do you want to take a bit?" He cried for a minute or two before sitting back and sniffling "I wanna go back there and talk to them." Mina helped him up, wiped off his cheeks and then led him out of their room towards the Boys side with Jirou in tow. As soon as they were at the room Jirou banged on the door, and tapped their foot irritated, they had the shortest temper following after Katsuki. Bakugo answered the door irritated, only registering that Kyoka and Mina were standing there "What do you extra's want?" Kyoka crossed their arms and tapped their foot vigorously "I would like to talk about how you made your boyfriend cry because, you, misinterpreted his words." They did a harsh stab to his chest with the word you, to emphasize their point. Katsuki raised his eyebrow at them "What the hell are you talking about Jack's?" Kyoka got fed up with this bullshit and stormed into Bakugo's room sitting in his office chair glaring at Kirishima who was avoiding their gaze and Bakugo who had sat himself down next to Kirishima. "What I am talking about Katsuki, is how Kaminari came to you two for support on his new test grade that he was frustrated about, and yes he might have had a slip up in his words, which, as his boyfriends you should know that he has issues phrasing his words and it can come out wrong, but instead of talking it out with him, you yelled at him." They took a quick deep breath as Mina rubbed their back to help calm them down before they physically started a fight "Now me and Mina are not gonna leave till you two make up with your boyfriend." Denki stood next to Mina fidgeting with his hands refusing to look up at his boyfriends. Kirishima stood up from the bed and walked over to Kaminari, he led the blonde back to the bed and led him to sit down. Mina took that as their cue to leave so they grabbed Jirou and started to drag them in tow behind them while they let the other three have their time. Kirishima held Kaminari close, while running comforting fingers through his hair "I'm sorry baby, I should have interjected when Katsuki was yelling at you." Bakugo sighed rubbing his boyfriends back with light nimble fingers "And I'm sorry for yelling at you, I should have realized that it was just your words coming out wrong." They heard a quiet "It's ok" come from Denki, they layed back and let the electric blonde curl up between the two as Kirishima peppered his face with kisses and Bakugo left soft one's on the back of his neck.

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aetheternity · 4 years

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I'll admit it's exciting. (Armin x reader)

Synopsis: Being your professor's dirty little secret. His pet.. Sounded too good to refuse.

Warning: Smut in the later chapters! 18+ only

"Good girl.." Your lip tucked itself beneath your tooth. Spine tingling at the intoxicating scent surrounding you.

You coaxed a breath off your lips as the almost inaudible creak of the desk under your professors weight made you sit up straight. His arms locking you in place.

You looked into his soft blue eyes feeling a tinge of entrapment at the way he had you locked in.

"Do you understand now?" His surprisingly large hands caressed your shoulder.

"Y-yeah." If you could see your own face you'd probably be embarrassed but you were currently helpless to the tiny bits of touch he allowed you.

Your elbows pushed you up just a little bit closer to his chest. His touch disappearing too soon.

"I think you'll be ready for the test in a couple days." And suddenly every bit of him was walking away and back to sit at his desk. "You should still study though. This stuff has been difficult for you."

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"Y/N."

The tip of your nail stayed fidgeting between your lips.

"Y/N."

Words flew through your brain but it all continued to just be flushed straight out again.

"Y/N!" The book flew from your grasp landing with a clatter that attracted glances from all angles.

"Are you alright Y/N?" Eren asked, concern etched into his deep sapphire eyes.

You let out a harsh exhale. "I was, until Sasha stopped my heart." You held a palm up to your chest, glaring over at Sasha.

Mikasa blinked boredom sunk into her features. Her cheeks forced into the palms of her hands as her elbows stayed firmly planted into the table. "New class?"

You nodded, shutting your binder before promptly flipping it open again.

"You'll be fine." She muttered, staring at you with her own version of concern.

"How can you say that? I had to transfer from a different class a month after the semester already started. You know how much stuff I've already missed! Not to mention I had originally thought this class was gonna be next semester me's problem." With a groan you let your head flop harshly onto the mildly sticky table in front of you.

"I think what Mikasa was trying to suggest was that Mr. Arlert has always been said to be a very gentle and caring professor." Sasha said

"You can always take office hours if you really have a hard time." Eren suggested

"Thanks Eren, but I think you're forgetting that I hate doing anything outside of class that won't immediately get me a passing grade."

Eren just shrugged, moving to stuff his notebooks into his own bag. All of them genuinely looking as though he'd just reused them from high school. Each one with a rip in the first page or the spiral unraveling.

"Welp it's 2:00." Sasha reminded you. And you groaned so loud you could practically feel the stares from other tables touching your soul.

"Maybe I'll fall down the stairs and break my ankle before I get up there." You slung your bag onto your shoulder hanging your head as you walked off.

"I'll have your favorite donuts in my room after you get out!" Sasha called

"You should've started with that!"

You made the walk so much longer by dragging your feet up every stair individually and rubbing a finger to your temple. So much so that it surprised you when you walked into the classroom and no one was in there except..

"Oh hello."

Hot..

So so very hot..

His smile sparkled only futher brightened by his deep blue eyes. His short blond hair parted slightly over his forehead. His blue button up was cuffed up against his forearms revealing a very slender but still fairly muscular set of hands. He probably had a nice chest too.

"You must be Y/N." He chuckled and before you could reassociate he was giving you a whole new list of things to think about as he bent over his desk to retrieve a piece of paper.

"Here's the syllabus. You're starting kinda late so it will be helpful to you to come to office hours. My office hours are at the bottom here." When he reached forward to point his scent caught you by surprise. A sweet almost fruit like smell wafted up your nose. "I hope you'll catch on quickly. Sit wherever you'd like."

His remark barely registered in your mind, your mouth hung open immediately slamming shut as the class quickly began to fill.

Before you could get swept up by the people flooding into the room you made your way to the front plopping down into the seat closest to the window. When you looked up again from where you'd yanked your binder almost haphazardly out of your bag, you caught the quickest wink you'd ever seen in your entire life.

Or maybe it was your imagination.

But the way he leaned a little closer when he approached you wasn't.

"Front row? Good choice."

Regardless of the heart problems he'd recently caused you he was moving on. Quickly silencing the class and starting the lesson.

Hot.

The only thought racing through your head.

Hot. Hot. Hot..

He was pretty! When he turned off the light his eyes didn't dull in the almost blinding way in which they shone. His hair fluttered over his forehead and ears and his shirt seemed to hug his chest tighter every time he reached up to turn off the projector or even just to reach a high spot on the board.

You already knew everything from today was going in one ear and out the other but it was really hard to give a damn when your professor's pants cupped his ass they way they did. His dark shoes clicked across the floor and-

"Do you understand any of it? I know it's your first day."

You blinked up at him hoping your eyes weren't as wide as they felt or that you weren't popping your mouth open and close like a suffocating fish.

He smiled, flipping the paper on the desk around till it faced him. "Can I?" He reached for the tip of your pen and as you let it go your fingers brushed in probably the strongest current of static that had ever touched your body.

"Don't worry ok this is just a practice test I wanna see what you know." He said, leaving a couple marks on the paper. He then pointed to the two empty test questions. "Don't leave anything blank ok."

This time when he walked away you were without a doubt certain he'd winked. When you looked down at your paper again you could see 3 checks on the paper in the light blue ink you were using and a little smiley face in the corner.

Your chest honestly had no right fluttering the way it did over something so trivial.

The class was only an hour and forty minutes but when it was over you felt like you'd only been seated there for ten minutes. When you handed the test paper back he sent you one final wink that made your knees buckle.

"See you next time." He said and you had to forcibly stop yourself from shuttering.

You half speed walked half ran out of there as soon as his classroom door had shut behind you. All the way to Sasha's dorm room.

You slammed it open already knowing Sasha only kept it locked when she wasn't in there. Your chest was heaving and you held onto the door frame for support. Noticing the immediate and visible flinch from Eren and Sasha.

"He's. Hot!!" You gasped for air before walking in and sinking to the floor in front of Sasha. She didn't budge as you fell against her shoulder just wrapped an arm around your shoulders hugging your back. "Oh god he's so hot.." You breathed into Sasha's collarbone.

"Looks like she did learn something." Eren muttered

"No! You don't understand he's like so pretty!"

Mikasa didn't even try to hide the way she rolled her eyes and Eren just sighed.

"Aww you've got a crush on your professor that's adorable." Sasha said, reaching into the box next to her, grabbing your favorite donut she pushed it into your open mouth pulling it back slightly to allow you to chew.

You sobbed a little before sighing and falling back into Sasha's neck. "What the hell am I gonna do?" You sighed

"Focus on passing the class is probably the first step." Eren replied

"Now you're just being silly." You replied, rubbing your fingers into the floor.

Sasha brought the donut back up to your lips smiling as you took another bite. "I wanna see him now! Isn't he the really young professor? Like he's supposedly only twenty five as of recently and got hired less than a year ago."

"Yeah.." You quickly put your password into your phone, turning the screen so Sasha could see.

Mikasa and Eren scooted closer as Sasha took a closer look. "He is pretty." Mikasa was the first to speak.

"Why do you just have his picture pulled up? How're you already being creepy?" Eren questioned

You scoffed, "I just happened to be looking on Instagram during a quick bathroom trip.. and I just so happened to look for him.. it's his fault for making it easy." You snatched the donut from Sasha taking a bigger bite.

"Yeah no I agree with Eren this is cree- AW HE HAS A DOG!" Sasha snatched the phone zooming in on the puppy in his lap.

"Actually it's his family's dog. Her name's Pumpkin and he goes home as often as possible to see her. A small two hour train ride to be exact." You sigh briefly "I've never really liked Terriers as a dog breed but that one's so cute.."

"Is the dog cute or is it the guy holding her?" Mikasa questioned with a little smirk.

"Not helping Mikasa.." Eren interjected "What are you even thinking? No matter if you like professor Arlert or not he has to keep it professional and so do you."

"Eren, look at the puppy." You took your phone from Sasha turning the screen back to face him.

He glanced down at the image then back into your eyes with a raised eyebrow.

"Puppy!"

"Creepy!" He pressed the power button on your phone and you deflated against Sasha's legs letting your phone turn over onto its face.

"I'll never understand why you don't go for a degree in hacking or something the way you always manage to pull up information on people." Mikasa shook her head.

"Probably going to be stuck with more math classes for one and secondly when I become a supervillain I don't need everyone knowing it was apart of my major." You replied, with an exaggerated eye roll.

Sasha shrugged, "If it was your major I'm pretty sure everyone would understand your descent into madness."

"I can't believe you just said that.." Eren groaned, squeezing the bridge of his nose.

"Me or her?" You asked

"Yes!"

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Thursday came too soon. Or maybe you should say, finally Thursday is here! You jumped back and forth between the two but by the time you slid into the honestly uncomfortable classroom seat and placed your bag between your legs you knew exactly what you felt.

"Professor!" A female's voice caught your attention and you turned slightly to see a short brown haired girl running into the classroom.

"You were right about what I was missing! Once I applied what we talked about in office hours it became so simple."

"That's what I like to hear Petra." He winked as he flipped through a stack of papers on his desk.

Wait, had he always done that to all the students or had you just not noticed last time? You felt your shoulders hunch but they were instantly picking back up again as he slid a piece of paper onto your desk.

"You did pretty well on that practice test. Seems like you'll be up to speed in no time." He smiled, a deep warm smile that made your stomach squeeze.

Your lips curled upwards and you quickly moved to hide it behind your paper as he walked away.

"You too huh?"

You felt your skin practically vibrate but you hoped and prayed it wasn't too noticeable.

"Wh-what?" You glanced over at the girl Petra who sat only one desk away from you. Her features flat and her eyes dark in the middle an almost scary contrast from earlier.

"You're into him too?" She muttered

Was it that obvious? Stupid question. How could you be so obvious?

"I don't think you'll win out." She continued and before you could question it, she pointed to the back row.

It seemed almost like a tussle as Mr. Arlert was being held hostage by another young female holding his hand. He smiled mildly awkwardly as he spoke with her, nodding his head to everything her and the other girls surrounding her said. The first girl running a thumb over the back of his hand.

You felt your skin prickle and you exhaled loudly. "So.. I'm guessing you too.."

Petra blinked at you then quickly shifted around in her seat. Mr. Arlert quickly approached the front of the room clapping to get the classes attention. And with that the lesson was beginning.

You noticed from the clap at the beginning of class to the last word uttered that not one word in Mr. Arlert's lesson had actually registered in your mind. Your thoughts too full of Petra's words, her blank almost villainous expression as she'd talked.

And that girl's hand. That annoying girl in the back row. You peeked your head back there looking at the now empty chair. In fact the entire classroom was empty and had been for at least 15 minutes since you continued to struggle with stuffing your binder back into your apparently shrunken bag.

"Need help?"

You bit your lip and looked away as he came closer. You weren't really standing up straight but you immediately noticed the way he towered over you. His fingers so delicate in the way they brushed over yours sliding the irritating object into the confines of your bag.

"Thank you.." You whispered

He chuckled, "No problem, happy to help."

His eyes didn't leave yours for an almost uncomfortable amount of time so you shifted your feet backing away a little. He seemed to notice and placed a hand on the back of his neck, backing up himself.

Oh no. Now he was getting uncomfortable.

He made his way back over to his desk but not before you'd slipped in something to ease the tension. "Sorry for over staying my welcome.."

He let out a soft chuckle. "You're not bothering me plus there are no classes in here for two hours after mine on Thursday. You can stay as long as you'd like."

"O-oh." You face palmed internally at your stupid reply. "So.." You began again. "Do you mind if I asked you how you're such a young professor.."

His eyes flickered up from the work he'd been filling out. "Well, I skipped a couple grades and I was in college by 15. I'm actually still in college now but I was an assistant teacher at 18 for about three years for a high school a couple blocks from here before I became a full fledged teacher and then I worked at the same school as a teacher for three more years before I finally left and started teaching here."

It should've been obvious from the start that he'd worked tireless hours of school to get here at such a young age. Not to mention probably having worked just as hard in the gym. He'd only leaned back a little bit in his chair but it was enough for you to have a perfect mental image.

Your eyes flicked up to his much softer more.. Arlert like smile? Maybe? It just felt like the kind of smile he'd give a friend and less like the smile he used in the classroom. Not that that one felt fake, just.. different.

"Do you.. I mean.. have you always had girls?.." His eyebrows scrunched as you spoke. You pointed to the back of the classroom. "You're young I mean, do girls always touch you like that?"

He blinked up at the ceiling then back down to you. Your breath hitched as he pulled himself up from the desk walking closer to you.

"As soon as they find out I'm not that much older than them? Yeah."

You probably should've stopped but your brain was suddenly working independently. "Does it?.. Do you like that kind of attention?"

He sat down on the desk crossing his arms over his chest and his leg over his knee. He spoke his head. "Not normally no."

"Normally?"

He stood again but this time he stopped directly in front of you. Sharp blue eyes cold and yet warm and vibrant. The desk creaked under your weight as you leaned back into it. His hands at your sides, his breath tickling your upper lip.

His thumb came up to graze your cheek but was quickly removed and planted back on the desk. "Can I kiss you?"

You nodded way too eagerly and-

So so so much softer than you'd even thought imaginable. His nose rubbed against yours and he was pulling away. Too soon.

You grabbed the back of his neck, yanking him back to you. Immediately delighted by the warm touch of his pretty pink lips.

He pulled back and you yanked him forward. Over and over again with soft peppered kisses. And then one slightly longer one where he was comfortably mushing his lips against yours.

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that-random-one · 4 years

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Ice Skating

Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Warnings: Swearing

Date Posted: 2/17/21

A/N: I actually really liked writing this. I dunno why. Maybe it's cause Katsuki needs help to learn something instead of Y/n needing help from him. Plus this was cute, at least I think so🥺 Honestly I think it was the ending for me. I wasn't even planning on adding it, but why the fuck not. Also I have no fucking idea how to ice skate, or skate in general I'm a clumsy bitch but I think it always looks kinda cool.

You have finally reached your limit at staring at your phone. You wanted to go out and do something, something fun of course.

You were currently laying on your boyfriend's bed facing the wall. You rolled over and saw that he was still at his desk studying.

You knew that Katsuki's grades were important to him, so you usually didn't bug him whenever he was studying. Personally, you didn't study. You had almost straight A's with one B ruining your perfect score.

When you told him that you don't study when you were first dating he didn't believe it. So he made you go to one of his study sessions and you ended up failing the test. The next test you passed getting one question wrong without studying. To say the least, Katsuki was baffled at how your mind works.

It's been 4 hours and you were finally starting to lose it though. Especially since both you and Katsuki had nothing to do today. You crawled out of his bed and shivered when the cold air touched your skin. You grabbed one of his blankets and wrapped it around you.

You walked behind to where Katsuki was sitting and looked over his shoulder. You hugged him from behind and put your head on his shoulder, wrapping the blanket around him in the process. This got his attention and he slightly turned his head to look at you, raising an eyebrow to silently ask what you want.

You huffed and hurried your face into his neck. "Let's go on a date. You've been studying for 4 hours. Take a break." You said, your breath on his neck making his shudder a bit.

"I still need to study. I don't want bad grades like you." You looked at him and he poked you with the end of the highlighter he's using in your forehead.

"B's aren't that bad. Plus, you retain information better by taking breaks." You mocked glared at him.

You watched him chew slightly on the inside of his cheek. He was considering your idea, but wasn't fully there.

"Please? It's been a while since we both haven't been busy. I know I see you in class and I don't wanna sound needy or anything, but I miss you." You confessed, slightly furrowing your eyebrows and looking away from him.

That's all he needed to hear before deciding that maybe taking a break isn't so bad. "Fine. Where are you dragging me this time?" He glared at you, but you could tell that there's no bite to it.

You smiled up at him, happy that he agreed to take a break. "It's a surprise."

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After getting ready for your date and dragging Katsuki in random directions, or at least to him, you finally showed up to your destination.

"Ice skating?" He said in what most people would see as disgust as he looked at the rink with a bunch of people skating around. Some people were in big groups and some were in pairs. After knowing him for a while you could tell that it wasn't disgust and that it was almost uncertainty.

"Yeah. Every year my family and I would go ice skating together. I haven't gone this year so I figured we could do it together." You beamed up at him, obviously excited.

Seeing your face look so happy and hopeful that he would like the idea, he knew couldn't say no to you. He wordlessly walked ahead of you and gently tugged on your arm to get you walking with him.

He went up to the lady in the booth to get the both of you your ice skates. After getting your ice skates and paying you made your way to a bench with Katsuki right next to you.

You flawlessly and quickly tied up your ice skates, half from excitement and half from experience. You looked over to see Katsuki struggling a bit.

"You want some help?" You tried to stiffle your giggle, but failed a bit. He shot you a glare at the sound.

"Shut up, dumbass." He looked away from you. His cheeks were slightly flushed from embarrassment and from the cold.

"Katsuki, have you ever been ice skating before?" You questioned. You didn't get a response back so you assumed that he hasn't. "If you wanna do something else then that's ok, you know. I just wanna spend time with you." You sat forward to see his face and poked his cheek.

He huffed and turned his head so you could see his side profile. "I may not have been ice skating before, but I'm not gonna do something else when. This clearly makes you happy."

Your heart skipped a beat at his words. You were thankful for the cold so it could hide your blush. "Can I teach you then?" You asked feeling giddy about the idea of teaching the Bakugou Katsuki, someone who knows how to do practically everything, something.

He only nodded, not wanting to verbally ask for help. You giggled and the sound never fails to have butterflies fill his stomach.

You got up and bent down in front of him. "First, you have to tie your shoes correctly."

He watched in slight awe at hiw perfect and fast you tied his shoes up. You stood up and held out your hand.

"Next, you gotta get up." He grabbed your hand and pulled himself up, almost losing balance. He grabbed onto your shoulders to steady himself, making you laugh.

"Fucking hell." You heard Katsuki mutter.

"You ok?" You chuckled a little and grabbed his waist to help steady him.

"Fucking peachy. How how the hell do you move in these things?" He grumbled.

"Ok, if you say so. I'm gonna start moving now." You warned him as you started moving backwards. He tightened his grip on you and looked down at your feet in surprise. How the hell can you go backwards?

You both finally got to the ice and Katsuki immediately slipped. He would have fallen if he wasn't holding onto you.

When he finally regained his balance and could stand he slightly relaxed his grip on your shoulders. Suddenly, you ripped yourself away from him, making him lose his balance again. You slid close to him and steadied him, laughing in the process.

"WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT?!?!" Katsuki screeched making some people look at you both. You just giggled and slowly removed yourself from him this time.

He only noticed what you were doing when it was too late and you were out of his reach. All he could do was to try to stay upright while you were going around him slowly in circles. "You're fine, Kat. Just do what I do."

You went by his side and showed him what to do. He started to get the hang of it, but he got too comfortable too soon. He slipped again and fell, but he grabbed onto you and pulled you down with him. He landed on his back and you landed on your stomach next to him.

You started laughing till you couldn't breathe anymore. Katsuki laughed a little, but he had a big smile on his face. When you finally caught your breath, you stood back up. You held out an hand for Katsuki to take. He took it and you helped him regain his balance again.

You interlaced your fingers together instead of letting go and slowly started skating forward. You looked over to your hot headed boyfriend and saw him looking down at his feet.

"Relax. Don't think about it too much." You gently smiled at how cute he looked when his head turned toward you.

"Kinda hard to not think about falling, idiot." He huffed and gently flicked your forehead. Your just scrunched up your nose in return.

"Think about something else then, dummy." You flicked his forehead back. He sent a mock glare at you.

Katsuki gently bit his lip as if he was considering something. All of a sudden you were being pulled forward, going much faster than you were a second ago. You realize that it's Katsuki pulling you.

You let go of his hand and started to pick up more speed. You quickly passed him. You turned around and gave him a taunting wave. Being who he was, Katsuki couldn't refuse a challenge. Even if it was about something he barely knew anything about or how to do.

He picked up his pace, still aware of how bad he is at ice skating. He decided to fuck it and went as fast as he could to catch up to you.

You slowed down a lot wanting to have Katsuki catch up to you. You heard someone going really fast behind you and you turned around just to see Katsuki coming at you. Before you could react you were tackled into a hug and fell to the ground again.

You opened your eyes to see Katsuki panting above you with a victorious grin on his face. You raised an eyebrow as if to say 'Why the hell did you do that?' but still smiled with him.

He leaned down and gently placed his lips against yours. It was a small kiss, but it was enough to make your heart flutter. "Ice skating isn't as shitty as I thought."

You laughed and kissed him one more time before gently pushing against his chest to get him to get up. You both spent an hour or two more ice skating and messing around.

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You and Katsuki entered his dorm after going on your date that the both of you needed. You flopped onto his bed again thinking he would go back to studying after the longer than expected break he took. What you weren't expecting was for him to roll you over and lay down next to you and bringing you into his chest.

"What are you doing?" You looked up at him with furrowed brows.

"Is it illegal for me to hold my girlfriend?"

"No, I just thought you were going to go back to studying. I'm more than happy with this though."

"I thought about it but I don't think I'd be able to focus on studying right now."

You hummed already feeling half asleep. You wrapped an arm around his waist and moved closer to him. "Thank you." You mumbled quietly.

Before Katsuki could ask what for he felt your breathing even out. "I love you, Y/n." He gently whispered so he didn't wake you. What he didn't know is that you heard him say those words before you drifted off. Your last thought was that you knew that no matter what happens in the future Bakugou Katsuki will always have a piece of your heart.

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"Mommy!! Mommy!! Look I'm doing it!!" Your 6 year old daughter looked up at you with her beautiful red eyes. Her small hands holding yours as she slowly slid across the ice.

"MOM!! HELP HE'S GONNA MURDER ME!!!" You looked up at the words your son screeched out. You see him skating to you away from his father who was chasing him. He hid behind you in hopes that you'd protect him.

"Katsuki, murder my son and I'll mrder you." You smiled as your husband skated to a stop in front of you.

"That damn brat. He said that you love him more that you love me." He grumbled, slightly pouting.

You looked at your 9 year old son, that looked like a carbon copy of his father, with an eyebrow raised. He sheepishly smiled at you.

"He's not lying." You left with that, taking your daughter more around the ice ring.

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eadanga · 3 years

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Royal Love Part 3

Summary: Now 18 Eleanor heads to her first year of college and falls for a handsome musician. Can she keep her royal secret be with her true love?

A/N: This series is for @kingliam2019 one of my 500 followers giveaway winners

Eleanor lays on her bed her books in her lap Ugh I hate math so much formulas well I better solve them. Her phone buzzes in her pocket she quickly answers “Hi dad”

“Hey sweetie hope I’m not disturbing you”

“No but isn’t 11pm over there? Why are you up?”

“Well someone didn’t want to go to sleep till he said hi”

Eleanor giggles “Ok ok put him on”

Alex’s bright smiling face comes up “Hi sis!”

“Hey little bro how are you?”

“Fine how’s school? Is it cool?”

Eleanor smiles “Eh it’s alright lots of work to be done”

“Oooh do you have recess like mine?”

“No I don’t I mean we can take breaks whenever the only thing cool here is the food and lots of clubs think I’ll join one”

Alex jumps up and down “Daddy I wanna go to Eleanor’s school she said they have good food!”

Liam chuckles “You can’t go to school for food son”

“But it sounds like fun Daddy”

Eleanor laughed “The work isn’t fun so much work”

“Boo work”

Eleanor giggled “Now you should get to bed”

“Nooooo I wanna talk to you more”

“You can talk to me tomorrow lil bro”

“You promise?”

Eleanor nods “Yes”

“Yay ok I’ll go to bed now”

“Good night lil bro”

Liam comes into the frame “Alright off to bed with you”

“Night daddy”

“Night my prince” Alex skips off to his room as Liam turns back to Eleanor “Glad everything is well there”

“It is dad how’s mom?”

Liam chuckles “She pasted out as soon as she hit the bed she didn’t even say good night”

Eleanor laughs “Well she is pregnant dad how much longer till”

“I think about 2 more months”

“Let me know as soon as it happens”

“I will sweetie I’ll let you get back to school”

“Ok dad have a good night”

“Same to you I love you my princess”

“Love you too dad”

Eleanor hangs up the phone and continues studying before her door swings open and Marissa runs in “Girl what are you still doing in bed get dressed the game is about to start!”

“I will just let me -”

“Oh no” Marissa pulls her out of bed “You can do that later now come on get dressed”

Eleanor giggles “Ok just let go of me!”

Marissa lets her go and grins as she runs out the door “Hurry!”

Eleanor quickly gets dressed and meets Marissa outside as they walk Marissa turns to her “Hey I heard you on the phone your mom’s having baby?”

“Yeah she is about 2 months to go”

Marissa claps her hands “Ooooh what is it? A girl???”

“Yeah”

Marissa jumps up and down squealing “Ahhhh! How cute if you need a babysitter I’m available”

Eleanor giggles “Don’t worry my dad’s gonna have plenty of nannies”

“Awwww but can I at least see her like everyday?”

“Think it maybe hard for you to get to Cordonia”

“I’ll live there then”

Eleanor laughs “What about your family back home”

“Oh you’re right they won’t like that” They arrive at the football game and take their seats in the bleachers “Oh look Cole’s already one the field and once we win you can bet there’s gonna be a party”

“How do you know we’re going to win?”

“Positive vibes bestie we are gonna win I know it and with Cole and Austin that’s our captain we’re unstoppable” Eleanor spots Cole in a huddle and he looks up at her and smiles. Eleanor blushes she turns to Marissa who smirks

“I saw that”

“Saw what? Nothing happened”

“Mmhmm so when’s your wedding”

“Marissa!” Eleanor playfully shoves her as she laughs

The Raven’s win the game beating the Eagles 21-15. Everyone runs onto the field to congratulate them. Marissa looks at the crowd “We’re not gonna get through that we’ll see them all at the party” Eleanor nods and they walk back to the dorms.

A voice calls out to them “Hey Eleanor!” They turn and see Cole running towards them

“Oh hi Cole��

“Hey did you enjoy the game?”

“Yeah it was awesome but shouldn’t you be with the team celebrating?”

“I’ll celebrate at the party” He grins “I see you made friends with this one surprised you’re able to handle her crazy self”

Marissa rolls her eyes “Oh please I’m awesome to be around right Ellie?”

“Ellie?”

“That’s my nickname for you can you I call you that”

Eleanor smiles “Sure”

“Yay” Marissa throws her hands around her neck

Eleanor giggles and pulls her off “You two know each other?”

“She didn’t tell you? We’re cousins”

Eleanor’s eyes go wide and turns to Marissa “You are?”

“Yeah but it’s not a big deal everyone has a cousin”

Eleanor laughs “Of course”

“So are you guys coming to the party?”

Marissa grabs Eleanor’s arms grinning huge “Of course we are”

Cole chuckles “I think Eleanor can answer”

Eleanor giggles “If I say no she’ll drag me there”

“You know me so well”

Cole laughs then smiles “I’ll see you there”

They head back to the dorm and get ready for the party. They head to the party and see it in full swing. Marissa grins “I love this party”

“Me too” Eleanor turns to her “So Cole’s your cousin?”

“He’s more of my big brother always been there for me another reason why I came to this school so at least I’ll have one person I know here”

Cole waves them over and they head to where he’s standing “Your drinks ladies”

“Thanks” Eleanor takes a sip “Congratulations on the win”

“Thanks but it belongs to everyone we all worked hard”

Marissa grins “I knew all those years of football paid off”

Cole chuckles “It did maybe one day I’ll go pro”

“When you do we want invites to all the Hollywood parties”

Cole laughs “Of course”

Marissa frowns “Incoming bitch”

They look and see Alyssa heading towards them “Hi Cole baby you did good tonight”

Cole grits his teeth “Thanks”

Alyssa gives him a flirtatious smile running her fingernail down his arm “So how about we go dance?”

Cole removes his hand “Alyssa stop it! We’re not together anymore!”

“But I miss you baby I know I made a mistake but -”

“It was way more than a mistake now go bother Austin or someone else long as it’s not me”

“But Cole baby”

Marissa steps forward “You heard what he said”

“Oh Marissa didn’t see you” Alyssa sneers “You still scooping out horse crap? Cause you smell horrible farm girl”

“You little”

“Don’t talk to my cousin like that”

“Oh Cole baby I know it must be a disgrace to have such a poor farm cousin. People like us don’t need to be associated with people like her”

Eleanor stepped forward “I’ll shut my mouth if I were you”

“And who are you loser?”

“Someone who has more decency and better class than you. Doesn’t matter whether her family has money or not she’s still human like us. Though I don’t think you’re a human being you’re just an insecure spoiled brat that looks down at others to make yourself seem better than anyone else when you’re not”

Alyssa fumes “How dare you talk to me like that?! You”

“Why don’t you go screech somewhere else you’re already hurting my ears”

Alyssa jabs a finger at them “You don’t want to mess with me know your place losers. Cole baby I know these losers brainwashed you but I’ll bring you back to your senses” She struts away

Cole turns to Eleanor “Wow I’ve never heard anyone talk to Alyssa like that before”

“Yeah” Marissa smiles “Thanks for everything you said”

“It was nothing there’s always people like her in Cordonia”

“You’re from Cordonia?”

“Yeah born and raised”

Cole smiles “I knew by your foreign accent you we’re from somewhere”

“Well looks like I’m not needed for this convo I’m gonna get another drink and check out the guys” Marissa winks and walks away

Eleanor rolls her eyes as she turns to Cole who smiles “So you wanna take a walk with me?”

“Of course”

They walk out the party and walk down the path to the dorms “This is nice peace and quiet away from all the drunken people and loud music”

Eleanor giggles “Yeah”

“Listen sorry about Alyssa”

“It’s fine Marissa told me she was your ex”

“Unfortunately yeah and she cheated with some guy at one of the dorm parties and yet she thinks I’ll take her back”

“Marissa said she just wants your money”

Cole sighs “Yup that’s obvious my family is very wealthy my dad’s a businessman and so is Alyssa’s”

“So you’ve known her a long time?”

“Just met her when I got to college I started dating her after we one our first game then Marissa told me she was cheating and I saw it with my own eyes broke up with her right there and then I will never get back with her I don’t date cheaters”

“I can understand”

“Should have broken up with her the minute I heard she was bothering Marissa she didn’t tell me cause she wanted me to be happy but I care about her well being too”

“Yeah she said your like her brother”

“I tried to be her own brothers are married and moved to different states so I always tried to be there for her” They reach the dorms and Cole smiles “I’ve never told anyone this thanks for listening”

“It was my pleasure and thanks for walking with me”

“Not a problem hey you wanna get coffee tomorrow?”

“Of course I’ll would love to”

“Great see you then” Cole waves then jogs off

Eleanor smiles and waves she felt heart racing What is this feeling I’m getting in my chest

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#king liam #liam x mc #Liam Rys #trr liam #trr #trh #the royal romance #the royal heir #choices trr #choices fanfiction

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callaxe · 4 years

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hi im sorry for the long post i've been thinking about kiribaku platonic bromance

my fave headcanon ever is that (dismissing katsu's canon cute ugly ass hyena giggles) is that his genuine laugh is.. so fucking loud and contagious

like. like people who actually go 'AAHAHHHAHAHAH' and it sounds so warm??? DOES THAT MAKE SENSE???

his friends hear him laugh once to some stupid joke and they all end up giggling

so like

he and kiri, best buds, as you do, have their own stupid inside jokes and literally no one gets them even with context

like one day kiri in class goes 'toilet seat so hot with soup' and katsuki crumbles to the ground choking and laughing so hard he starts screaming bc his ribs hurt

kiri's ofc, wheezing along

like they'll be joking around and laughing during lunch, literally out of breath and katsuki's obviously trying to add something but his face is way too red and he keeps giggling like his life depends on it

he manages to get one single word out and kiri nearly dents the table from slapping it too hard and his stomach is cramping from laughing so much

JUST GOOD VIBES YANNO?

and one night when katsuki woke up from a particularly bad nightmare kiri brought him downstairs and played swing dance tutorials on his phone till 4am and they only stopped once they could actually dance correctly

on the days that kirishima feels bad about his hair/his roots, katsuki will steal a flashy leopard print headband from mina or use his hero mask to push his hair back so kiri doesn't feel.. as alone? homeboy's trying, and kiri appreciates it

and he knows that kiri misses his family lots and gets p home sick bc ua doesn't leave much time to visit anyone, so katsuki lets kiri be extra touchy with him and tries his best to initiate it too- walking arnd town and katsuki gets needy so he pulls at kiri's hair until he lets him sit on his shoulders, or when they're just standing in gym class waiting for instructions katsuki will lean an arm against him

he goes with kiri to the store for hair dye and helps him dye it, in the afternoon they'll be sitting in the common room and kiri fell asleep his head on katsuki's lap, who was playing with his hair and making it his personal mission to turn it into the ugliest, most tangled bird's nest ever bc he's still a brat

days where trauma isn't so kind to him, katsuki gets dragged in the middle of the common room or a hallway and kiri forces him to salsa dance together, even if shark boy's kind of carrying (most of) his dead weight, practically half asleep dozing off on his shoulder and kiri wakes him up again by spinning him

okokoakot

take kami and kiri's bro dynamic and apply it to them here

kiri calls everyone bro, its natural but when he n katsuki gets closer, kiri goes "my bro my dearest bro" n "my loveliest of bros... my best bro" and katsuki's "???"

until he just goes with it bc kiri refuses to let up and elaborate

it gets to the point where kiri will be laying on mina's floor whining about how his buddy left him behind, travelling the world by himself

"ei, bakugou's intership isn't even an hour away from here"

"WHAT MATTERS MOST IS THAT MY BRO'S NOT WITH ME RIGHT NOW, MINA"

they reunite, katsuki's not even halfway through the door before kiri tackles him to the ground

just fuckin

glomps him

kiri: MY BRO!!!! OH HOW I'VE MISSED YOU

katsuki: hello brother

kiri: ...what happened

katsuki: i am a changed man

OK SO WAIT. GOING BACK TO SALSA DANCING

in common room

the times where katsuki is actually awake and has a brink of energy, he and kiri will fight over who gets to lead the dance

while. dancing

there was no discussion or hint beforehand

so it's just a mess of pulling at each other's arms, knocking their shins into tables and chairs, tripping over each other's feet and crashing to the floor and getting bruised all over because they're dumb

they start singing some festive spanish song sero taught them with the grace and voice of a pair of war grizzled drunkies, cackling and laughing and their voices crack at every verse

second year kiri pulls a stupid stunt and ends up in the hospital bc he like, nearly actually died

katsuki isn't even that worried, he's the one who dared the guy to jump off tokyo tower and try to land in the pool of the hotel beside it (they underestimated the distance, kiri landed in the fucking street)

he's on his phone in the waiting room with mina and kami nervously fidgeting

kami looks at him and goes "do you not feel bad? it's kind of your fault that he jumped in the first place"

katsuki doesn't even look at him, "my main bro's fucking dead, i'm more concerned with finding a replacement right now"

while they wait for kiri to get out of surgery, katsuki writes up an application form for broship and puts it on twitter; sero replies and they "hook up"

when kiri wakes up, mina and kami are fretting over him and sero finally arrived, but he shrugs them off and immediately goes for katsuki's throat

"so what am i, your side bro now?!"

"sorry you had to find out this way" katsuki is leaning back against sero

kiri is heart-broken, "i thought we had a bond, you and i!"

"...i was gonna show up to your funeral?"

"were you not planning ON GOING BEFORE?"

when they get back to the dorms kiri gives him the cold shoulder for a week before he comes back crawling to katsuki

(by then, he and sero "broke up")

but don't be fooled,

this tokyo tower dumbassery somehow brought them even closer

somehow

don't ask

kiri is the first person katsuki says "trans" to

katsuki is the first person kiri says "gay" to

of COURSE they cuddle, once katsuki warms up to him and his over affectionate touchy-feely bullshit, kiri just loves picking up his bro and carrying him anywhere

swaddling him into a blanket burrito and knocking him off the couch

hiding under his arm during a class horror movie night

sharing a bed when katsuki can't handle being alone in his room at night

viciously criticizing and tearing down the atla movie and being pressed together because there's barely any room, playing a game of footsie bc their legs are tangled to hell and back but the game turns dangerous

(also when they learn that katsuki can, in fact, make explosions from his fucking feet, kiri has a nice scar on his calf that oddly looks like half of a foot and 3 toes seared into his flesh)

(yes, he's bitter)

turns out, katsuki can aslo be a soft affectionate touchy-feely bullshitting asshole when he wants to be, but these days it's mostly out of spite

when the squad starts calling him dad (with the exception of kiri), katsuki goes over and pats everyone's heads when he wants to, and also because he enjoys seeing them freak out by the blatant display of affection

he does little things like letting mina and kami cozy up to him during movie nights or when they go out in town during winter, and lets sero peer over his shoulder to look at what he's cooking and rub his head between katsuki's shoulderblades like a damn cat before walking away like nothing happened

katsuki's used to it, the rest of the class is mystified

one day, common room again, bksquad is playing mario kart vs the izucrew, katsuki's sitting on the couch with kiri on the floor between his legs, letting his hair be played with and braided

then he stands up and announces he's going to bed, out of habit (when did this become a habit, the class thinks) katsuki reaches up and drags kiri's face down so he can.. kiss the top of his head? kiri just smiles and calls out a goodnight and leaves as if, nothing happened

mina asks "what was THAT"

katsuki just settles back down, opens his phone and stares her straight in the eyes "homies kiss each other goodnight if they're not a coward"

that's it that's the post i'll be back with more

#kiribaku #can be just taken as /queer/platonic or goofy bros or eventual romance #its ur pick #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijirou #bakusquad #bakugou katsuki headcanons #bnha #boku no hero academia #mha #my hero academia

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everyhowlmarksthedead · 4 years

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SNEEZE.

Obispo “Bishop” Losa x reader

Anon asked: hey darling i would like to request an imagine with bishop about something like this: you work on the scrapyard helping chucky (or in the bar at mayans parties) and he has a soft spot on you, but you think he is just nice but in fact it’s because he is in love with you but he is scared that you don’t reciprocate the feeling and because you are much younger than him

Thanks to my lovely beta reader @chibsytelford 💖

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After sneezing for sixth time, your nose starts to bleed, covering it with both hands and a “shit” drowned in your throat. Tranq and Bishop look at you with raised eyebrows, seen you using a cloth when the drops stain your shirt.

“You ok, kid?” The president asks visibly worried. You nod throwing your head forward and breathing by your mouth.

“I'll find you a shirt, wait”. The other mexican says, disappearing through the hallway to the dorms.

“Com'ere, sit down”. Bishop offers you a hand, guiding your steps to the closer sofa.

Nailing your elbows on your nap, you continue with your head down as your mother taught you when you were a child.

“Are you cold, or sick, or something like, ah?”

“I think so... Yesterday… the heating in my house just… broke. And when I sneeze too much, this happens”. You sigh pulling away the cloth to see how it's going. Still bleeding.

“Did you call a tec'?” Then, you shake your head because you actually forgot it. “What if I take you home, uh? You should rest”.

The man places his right palm on your forehead, noticing that it's warm than normal. The gesture gives you some chills, coughing because of the blood stuck in your throat. Tranq offers you the the shirt, he was looking for, as the president helps you to getting up.

“Change it, okay? I'll ride you home”.

“I'm ok, prez”. You shake your head taking it. “I just… gonna change it and go back to work. I have to… I have to get everything ready fo' tonight”.

“Querida, you're not gonna work having fever”.

“Yea', nor bleeding like that. Stockton is like an excited bull when they see something red”. Tranq makes you chuckle, nodding just one time before walking towards the bathroom.

“Find Coco, tell him I need his car for a couple hours”.

┅┅ ┅ ┅ ┅┅

Your house feels like the North Pole, bearing in mind that the sun only gives you a couple of hours a day and that you forgot to close the large window of the living room. At least, you left it after clean the mess in it. Sideways, you find Bishop trying not to look around, so you would not think that he's ‘too curious’. Continuing your steps to the window, you close it and you also run the curtains. Sneezing again covering your nose with both hands, and turning to your boss, you sigh heavily.

“Have a cold shower and get some rest. I'll get you some pills to help you, and find a tec' who fix the heating, ok?”

“Sounds like ain't another option”. You joke a little, trying to breathe by your nose.

Bishop smirks at you, putting his gaze away before leaving your house. He's always attentive, kindly and gentle with you, helping with whatever he can help without even asking him to do it. And it feels nice having someone who takes care of you so disinterestedly, and wanting nothing back. Just doing it because it's what he desiderate. And because of that, you obey every indication the man gives you without complain about it.

After having a shower and putting on some comfy sport clothes, you lie down on the sofa hugging a cushion. You don't feel better, with the stuffy nose and the dry throat. Have fever and a cold on a day like this it's a big shit, because Mayans pays pretty good jack for some hours serving beers and shots. And even if you don't need it, not at all, it's always okay to save some more money. Turning on the tv and looking for whatever to watch, you wait for your boss to come back, falling asleep in the process.

You can't know how much time has passed, when you feel a hand narrowing your shoulder gently with a sweet voice calling you. Opening your eyes so slowly, you find Bishop there. Getting up to sit, you cough covering your mouth with a fist.

“How you feel, ah?”

“I'm okay”. You lie, making him chuckle for a second.

“The sales' told me you should take one of this, every six hours”. He says then, giving you a small box of analgesics by taking it off from a cardboard box. “And I also bought you an orange juice”.

Putting it on the table, he walks to the kitchen, coming back towards you in just a few seconds.

“Didn' know if you have a thermometer, so…” Having a sit by your side, he grabs it from inside the bag to take off the plastic that wraps it. “Okay, open your mouth”.

You can't help but laughing with some difficulties, taking it under your tongue and pressing your lips while he serves you the drink in the crystal glass. After exactly one minute, the thermometer beeps six times. Bishop removes it from your mouth, looking at the number that it's marking. The man clicks his tongue, somewhat disappointed.

“You will not work tonight”.

“But I'm okay!” You complain about his decision, whilst he's raising both eyebrows.

Ignoring you, the man takes one of the pills giving it to you and offering the juice with the other hand. Sighing heavy you obey again, pulling back your hair before it.

“You don' have to do'et”. You exhale resting the back against the sofa and turning your head to him.

“Do what?”

“Stay here. Take care of me like that”.

“Are you gonna do it?”

No. Not at all. If it were up to you, you would continue working on the scrapyard. But you have to recognize that you feel a little bit ashamed of Bishop seeing you looking like shit, and putting all your efforts so that he doesn't notice it.

“You can go, if you need it. I do—”.

“I'm staying till after lunch, you need to eat. So, go to bed and rest”. Palming one of your thighs, kicking off his boots and leaving the kutte on the armrest, he raises both eyebrows with no more gesture on his face.

You do it, again without any compliment knowing that you already lost the battle of working tonight at the Mayan party. Falling down on your bed and hugging your pillow with both arms, after lower the blind, you try to have some rest but because of your stuffy nose you know it's not a possibility. So you just lie there, with the door almost open but seeing Bishop focused in his phone through the opening.

Sometimes you ask yourself why he is so gentle with you, since the first moment you met. With the time, you thought that maybe he had a kid and he was just being protective, or something like. But then you knew that he hadn't more family than Marcus Alvarez, el Padrino. You feel like a stalker watching him enraptured, trying to pretend you're not looking at him when the man gets up after some hours there. Maybe it's time to eat, but you have your phone in the living room. So you just wait again for Bishop.

And when a delicious smell slices into your room, calling you as the sweetest and charming melody, flooding it completely; you hear two knocks on your door, finding his shadow on the floor.

“Lunch is ready, c'mon, kid”.

“I'm not a kid”. You snort getting out from your door, as he laughs softly.

“You are, compared with me”.

“Yea', I'm sorry, Mr. Mummy”. You joke on him, coughing again as soon as you try to laugh walking towards the table. “Boiled veggies… Seriously, Obispo? 'Amma joke to you?”

“See? You're a kid”.

┅┅ ┅ ┅ ┅┅

After being sure that you can take care of yourself for the moment, the president left your house to attend the party. Highlighting thousands times to call him in case you continue worse. You're not going to do it, because he has the right to have some fun and don't wasting his time being a nurse, but you nod the thousand times back. Even if you enjoyed his company, it's not fair.

Desperate and rough knocks hits your door, waking you up violently and jumping off from the sofa very dizzy. Your heart is about to stop because of the hits, walking sleepy towards the main door.

“Why haven't you answered your phone, ah?! You scared the shit outta' me!”

“Shit, lower your voice, prez. My head is gonna explode”. You sob between growls.

Without expecting, he places a hand on your forehead and another on your nape. Clicking his tongue, he walks inside your house right to your room. With the door still open, he comes back holding a hoodie and a pair of sneakers.

“Put them on, we're going to the hospital”.

“Bishop, I'm fi—”.

“No, you're not”. He snorts somewhat upset, stretching both arms.

You know you can't fight against him, being more headstrong than you. So sitting on the closest chair, you put on the shoes before wearing the sweater. Walking by his side to the Coco's car, you have a seat on the copilot one, adjusting the seat belt around your body. You have never seen Bishop driving more than his bike, till today. And you have to recognize he does it pretty well too, thinking about something he's bad into. Nothing, apparently. Sometimes he's a little annoying, like now, knowing that you don't need to visit the urgencies.

In the road, you look for your insurance number in your phone, keeping it opened to fill the former as long as you're there. But he decided to do it for you, forcing you to wait for him at the waiting room. It's cold, at least, it's what you feel trembling slightly and curling your legs against your chest above the chair. Bishop doesn't look happy when he sits next to you, probably because the doctors are going to take a while to see you, with all the people there sitting behind your back. The man looks at you, with your eyes closed and breathing by your mouth, hearing somewhat like a zip being opened. You raise your gaze to him when he helps you to get up a little, so he can wraps you with his jacket.

“I got you, have some rest”. He speaks with a low tone, don't wanting to bother you, nor your headache, placing an arm on your shoulders pushing your body close to him.

Getting a little more comfy over his chest with your cheek resting there, you sigh closing your eyes feeling too tired. For you, it's just another cold. But for him, seems like you're dying. It's funny finding out how careful he can be. And you're starting to be okay with that when he ends up sitting you on his lap, thinking you could be better, curling your legs above the next chair whilst he's holding you tightly. Yes, it's feels so much better. Maybe it's not that bad being sick, even when you look like a helpless child sheathed by a jacket bigger than you and his arms surrounding your body.

Some long minutes after, when you're almost falling asleep and you're feeling warm, your name resonates through the megaphone. Bishops helps you to get up, still holding you and following the hallways to the doctor's office.

“(Y/N)?” The man asks seeing you both come in after calling to the door.

“Yea'”. You mutter going straight to the stretcher and sitting there.

“How you feel, miss?”

“Pretty good, doc—”. You cough again, putting a hand on your chest when it rips you internally.

“She has almost one hundred and four”. Bishop talks then. “I gave her some analgesic, but ain't no working”.

“Okay, let's see”. The doctor nods taking the stethoscope. “Are you her partn—?”

“Her boss”.

“Lucky girl, then. My boss would kick my ass if I felt like you, miss”.

“Yea', I like to… take care of my mechanic. That little trouble knows who to fuck up my bike”. He chuckles, leaving an unexpected kiss on your left temple.

“A wise man. But I need you to leave the consult, so she can take off her shirt”.

“Ye—Yes. Sure”. Bishop agrees clearing his throat. “I'll be right there, okay?”

The study begins once you're alone, hearing your lungs and your heart beat, looking inside your throat and taking your temperature. It doesn't take much longer than three or four minutes, when the doctor asks you to get dressed again, but pull down a little your sweatpants so he can puncture some medicine on your lower back. It hurts like hell, feeling how the cold liquid running under your skin, making you press a little cotton against it after it's done.

“I'll recipe you some analgesic. And water. Drink a lot of water. Sometimes looks like foolishness, but it actually helps”. The man says, sitting at his deck and writing something you can't understand.

Giving you the paper, he lets you go.

“And?” Bishop asks getting up from the wall, as long as he sees you.

“Medicine and water. And a gift prick”. You reply, putting his arm again on your shoulder and taking the recipe with his free hand. “My ass hurts”.

He laughs shaking his head, as you smirk softly surrounding his waist and resting your cheek against his cheek. You feel protected, even if you hate to feel defenseless. But with him, you accept it.

┅┅ ┅ ┅ ┅┅

It's been two days and life has come back to you, under Bishop's care and paranoia of taking your meds at a exactly time of the day. And you need to reward him. Of course, Marcus is who knows him better and you know how much his cousin could appreciate a homemade lunch. Tacos al pastor. A small cliche, but easy to prepare. So you actually surprise him when he comes to your house, with a random text saying him you're feeling worse. Five minutes it's the time it takes him to get there, hitting your door bell insistently.

“Hey! What's up? You okay?” He's about to have a heart attack, with shaky breathe and a worried look on his face.

“Food is gonna get cold”.

“What food? Are you okay or not?” Bishop asks coming in, following the delicious smell of meat mixed with pineapple.

“I'm okay, relax. It was just a joke”. You chuckle closing the door and pushing him by your hands on his back, guiding him to the table already served.

“Amma' fuckin' kill you…” He growls turning to you, visibly upset and somewhat angry.

“Sit, grumpy mummy”. Rolling your eyes, you point a sit.

“What is that for?”

“I'm thankful 'you have been so annoying, taking care of me”.

“You did— Is tha— Who told you?”

“I have my own contacts, presidente”. You almost sing raising your chin proud.

And you don't know at what time you find yourself lying on the sofa under his weight. His waist between your legs, whilst his tongue is fighting yours and your lips biting his whenever they can. You have no air in your lungs, but seems like you don't care pushing him closer with both hands on his nape and head. His are running through your body with needy caresses that he was containing for so long. And he's hard, pretty hard, rubbing the lump under his jeans against your wetted crotch. You want more, moaning because of the friction among your thighs, when he wraps your throat with a hand, raising a little your neck so he can kiss and suck the exposed skin.

But something bad seems like clicks his neurons, when he snorts heavily against your skin.

“I'm sorry, I can't”. He just says getting up from the sofa. “I can't do it. I gotta go, sorry”.

You are confused, raising your back by your forearms, with your eyes on him seeing how he takes his jacket thrown above the floor. Bishop leaves your house in silence. Also leaving you there trying to find the point where you have fuck him up. But there's no point. You were good, having a great moment, taking a first step. You really wanted it, even if it wasn't the way you liked to start a relationship with him, so Bishop might think it's the only thing you want from him. Taking care of you those days it just made you fall in love a little bit more, and maybe he's not. And he only wants to protect you of making yourself illusion about something smoky.

You only can wait till night, hoping that maybe he could come back or text you at least. But nothing happened, and you're not going to give up.

It's the first time you reach the clubhouse in less than ten minutes, surprising yourself even, while you park the car next to the motorcycles. Seems like Mayans are having a party inside and, by that, you don't surprise. Coming in without calling, nor asking, being greeted by Gilly and Creeper with shouts and laughs. But you're not in the mood to joying them, finding Bishop dancing with one of Vicki's girl. Obviously. Sometimes it's too foreseeable. Without words, you walk towards him with a serious gesture on your face. He turns at you, as the blonde does.

“Isn't too soon to open the scrapyard?” The president is somewhat drunk, provoking some laughs around your.

It wasn't what you wanted, but plan b.

“I'm coming back to Guadalajara tomorrow, just came to return my uniform”. You reply, shaking your head a little, taking off the green shirt from your bag to leave it above the pool table.

The silence has been installed all around the clubhouse and even if he wants to hide his rage, he can't. Grabbing you by your left wrist, the president drags you inside the Templo letting you there with a soft push, at the same time he closes the glass door.

“The fuck is wrong with you?”

“With me? You're the one who is playing”.

“I'm not playing anything”.

“Oh, really? Then, you don't give a fuck if I go, or if I stay”.

He snort rubbing his face with both hands, supporting one on the column and other on his waist. He looks ratty, chuckling for no reason as he shakes his head.

“What the hell you want”.

“You”.

“That's not going to happen”.

“Why?”

Bishop clicks his tongue, about to leave you there alone. Supporting the door almost opened, he finally closes it again. Walking next to you cross-armed, looking at you from top to bottom.

“Lemme' tell yo—”.

“No. Now you're gonna hear me, Obispo. What the fuck is wrong with you? A fuckin' boss doesn't take care of a fuckin' mechanic just because ‘that little trouble knows who to fuck up my bike’”. Highlighting those last words he said some nights before, you're pointing his chest with your forefinger. “I don' know what the hell you thought this morning, but I wasn' trying to give you a ride to thank you what you did for me… I called Marcus, 'cause two or three or… I don't give a fuck. Some months ago I heard you telling the guys that… there was nothing better, after a long week, that come back home and have some good food on the table. And Padrino told me how much you like those tacos”.

The president is staring at you apparently impassive and unflappable.

“I like you, Obispo. I actually… love you”.

“Fuck is wrong with you?”

“Nothing is fuckin' wrong with me! Stop fuckin' asking that, Jesus Christ”.

“I could be your damn father”.

“But he's dead, and you're not. You don' even know my mother”.

“I'm not gonna ruin your life”.

“It was ruined before I met you, don't be so egocentric”. Rolling your eyes, you try to uncross his arms while he's pressing them tightly to his chest. “Fuck! Stop behaving like a child!”

“I'm not”.

“Yes, you are! Be a fuckin' man and recognize what you feel!” Reaching that point of the night, you're furious and mad as never, pushing his chest with both hands.

“I'm older than you and my hands aren't clean”. He insists walking back some steps.

“Good, congratulations. Do you want a medal, bad boy?”

“No, I want you to stay safe”.

“I am when we're together. I don' care about your age or mine, those are just numbers. And I don' care about your ‘job’, 'cause I know how to shoot a gun too”.

“It's n—”.

“You know what? You're a fuckin' coward”.

“Am I?” A bittersweet laughs escapes from his lips, putting away his eyes for a while.

“Yea'. You're letting me go 'cause you think you can ruin my life, actually ruining both whilst you're covering it with alcohol and putas, 'cause it's easier. That's not fair, Bishop. I can decided too”.

“You're coming back to Guadalajara”.

“'Course not! I just… Por el amor de Dios... I just wanted to talk with you. Alone”.

Bishop is about to reply with somebullshit. He sneezes. One time. Two times. Three times. You can't help but breaking in loud laughs, as he frowns his eyebrows cleaning his nose with the back of his hand.

“Fuckin' hate you”. He growls, with your hands surrounding his forearms to push him closer.

“Let's go home, prez…” The man wraps your waist, resting his forehead on your chest for a second.

“I'm fuckin' annoyen' when I'm sick”.

“Good that I don' care”.

#mayans mc x reader #mayans mc #mayans mc imagine #mayans x reader #bishop losa imagine #bishop losa #bishop losa x reader

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ariknarie13 · 3 years

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CHAPTER 1

''Jungwon-hyung! Do you have my bag? I can't seem to find it!'' I shouted loudly so he could hear me clearly. "NO?, I don't have your damn bag, since it's not mine!" I held my hands in the air "Damn?! Could've just said no.." I mumbled the last bit.

''M/n here" Sunghoon handed me my bag "hurry up, we will be late for the show" He said strictly and left the room. 'Guess I have my bag' I laid it down on the floor and started searching for my phone.

You see Enhypen was designed to be a group of 7, it was said from the beginning. But through Instagram and Tiktok, HYBE came across my profile and asked me to come do a private audition. So I went and did the audition, not really thinking all too much about it, since I wasn't so confident in my perfoming skills. But it turned out that I did quite good, and left a very strong impression. I was so excited when I got the revealing phone call that determined my position in this group. And now I can't live without these 7 idiots.

After a long 2 minutes of me realizing my phone was left on the counter, I stepped outside the dorms and went straight to the Van where Jake, Sunghoon, Jay, Jungwon and Heeseung were in waiting. ''You know you could've just asked us where your phone was.'' Jungwon exclaimed. "I'd look dumb for not knowing where my phone was'' Jungwon widened his eyes ''You wanna tell me ur bag was any different?!'' He said through his laughs. ''Yah! Shut up about it! I found it ok.'' I said as he patted my head.

"where are Sunoo and Ni-Ki?'' I asked Sunghoon since he was stepping out of the van . "I was about to go and inform them that we're heading out'' He said looking at me.

I like his eyes. They are... pretty... very pretty. I hummed and nodded and made an O like shape with my mouth. "They don't know we are attending a show?'' I asked him, curious. ''They do, but Sunoo takes a long tim getting ready, and Ni-Ki is probably slouching on his phone'' I giggled.

''Aish.. M/n ur so cute when u laugh'' I hear from behind me. " Ahhh, Heeseung-Hyung" I whined, covering my face, embarrassed. "You look like a little Koala in that hoody.. so cute'' He once again teased me with his remarks. I looked through my eyes and stared at my hoody.

'damn it! Shit, this is Sunoo's Hoo-' "Ok I've been searching for my hoody for atleast 10 minutes n-!'' Sunoo looked at me with his mouth wide open. "M/n?! YOU have my hoody!?'' I walked backwards laughing and shaking my hands. ''Sunoo-hyung!.. I-I can explain" I try as he starts tickling me. I fall on the ground not being able to talk as all I can do is laugh and try and pleade for mercy.

Ni-Ki, Sunghoon, and Jake gather around us. ''Sunoo-ah! Let him go.'' Jake says also laughing a bit. ''WHAT?! HE, has MY, Hoody!'' Sunoo says as he goes back to tickling me. I can see Ni-Ki's face bright up as before I know it they are both now tickling me. tears are rolling down my face as I'm rapidly moving on the ground laughing uncontrollably.

They stop for a bit and hold me still on the ground, both of my hands beside my head. "M/n I'll stop tickling you if you give my hoody now.'' Sunoo says with a smile. "I don't have anything underneath!" Sunoo puts a finger on his chin "hmm, that sounds like a you problem" he says.

He puts his hand on the bottom of the hoody, and pulls it up. "Woah!" Niki says amazed, he places his hand on my stomach "M/n-hyung since when have u been working out?" He says with an amazed expression. I blush and nudge "I've been working out when you haven't, which has been always" Niki slaps my stomach and I laugh and grab my stomach.

"Now go inside and wear something... OF YOUR OWN" Sunoo tells me as he pushes me and I stumble inside. "Yeah, yeah". "M/n you better hurry up! First it was your bag, now you're shirtless" I open my mouth with a betrayed expression. "Sunoo-hyung was selfish and didn't let me borrow his ho-" "JUST HURRY UP OH MY GOD." Jungwon shouts from the inside of the van.

I reach my room and as I approach it I can see my door is creaked. 'Someone must've forgotten something' But then I think about it, I share a room with Jake and Heeseung... They are both in the van. I get closer to the door and peak inside, and see..

Sunghoon? what is he doing in my room? Last time I remembered him coming into my room was 1 week ago, so there is no way he just recently realized he left something in my room. I open the door completely now.

"Sunghoon-hyung? What are you doing here?" He looks at me and hides something behind himself. ''N-Nothing! I was checking if Jake was in here!.." I raise my brow "You were just in the Van with him Sunghoon-hyung" I exclaim. My eyes drop to his arms, that weren't visible cause they were behind his back. "What are you hiding?" I ask walking towards him.

He smirks and walks towards me "Nothing important (n/n)." I sigh. "Sunghoon-hyung I just got back from Sunoo-hyung and Ni-Ki teasing me!.. Not you too" I pout as he chuckles. "You know I seriously still can't get over your laugh.. it sounds so fake" Sunghoon takes what he was hiding behind himself and shows it. It was a ring, with Enhypen and his name on it.

I looked up at him and smiled "Why'd u get this idiot?" Sunghoon rolls his eyes "to play with... TO WEAR IT OFCOURSE!" He says and I look at him dumbfound. "I GET THAT BIT YEAH, but what was the reason?" I ask as he blushes slightly. "I just wanted u to remember us forever" He says forever with his arms spread wide. I giggle "So you were considerate enough to engrave Ehypen on it, but selfish enough to write just your own name?" I ask him with a smile. "Hey it was my gift, so I have the rights and freedom to put whatever I want on it!" He says and we both chuckle.

I embraced him for a hug and just then I realized I was still shirtless... this whole moment I completely forgot about the fact I wasn't wearing anything cause of Sunoo. Yes it was BECAUSE of him. "O-oh! I'm still shirtless.. let me put something o-" He engulfed me in a tight hug. "I've seen you shirtless a hundred times this aint anything new" He smiles and I lay my head on his chest.

"M/N! DID YOU FORGET YOUR MEMORY?! I TOLD YOU TO HURRY UP, GET YOUR ASS READY AND GET IN THE DAMN VAN" "R-Right! I was busy doing so till you interrupted me!" We swiflty pull away and I dive into my closet. As my head in my thousands of clothes I hear Sunghoon. "I'll go get inside the van, you get ready quickly before Jungwon kills you" he walks out, but comes back in 2 seconds later "Oh yeah... Don't forget to put on your ring." I sigh "OK OK! God just let me get ready first" He laughs and heads out.

I finish, and walk out of the dorm, straight to the van as I can see Jungwon's by now annoyed face. "M/n that took you way too long." I bid my apology and sit in the back next to Ni-Ki. ''M/n so what do you think of the idea of me playing the Piano and challenge Sunoo-hyung to a battle." I look at him not amused "I think I should get earplugs" I laugh as Ni-Ki slaps my shoulder.

I pull out my phone and start watching youtube, as I'm doing so I feel Ni-Ki laying his head on my chest. He grabs my finger "Hey who gave this to you?! AND WHY DON'T I HAVE ONE?!" He speaks out loudly in between voice cracks. I laugh and push his head on my chest again "Sunghoon-hyung gave me it, it's custom made." He huffs "No I couldn't tell." I roll my eyes "aish.. you."

"Sunghoon-hyung why didn't you get me a custom made ring?!" Ni-Ki angrily asks Sunghoon who is seated infront of us. "I told you, you shouldnt've eaten my cookies I bought." Ni-Ki stands up "YAH! That's so unfair! M/n eat them too!" I shake my head and say no. "You really gonna believe this kid? Please." Ni-Ki sits down and lays on my chest again. "You're mean." He says as Sunoo could be heard making fun of Ni-Ki's baby voice while being mad.

"Alright everyone we arrived, step out so we can get this show over with."

#Sunghoon #enhypen #malereader #heeseung #jungwon #jake #jay #ni-ki #8thmember

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telli1206 · 4 years

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Wag My Tail

Carlos is drunk and just wants to see some puppies.

Just a little pseudo-prompt initiated by my teaser for Chapter 7 of The Wedding Date (made by @bunny-lou and @hersilentlanguage). It’s NOT an extension of the fic, I just used the idea to have some fun, and made it Halloween-themed to get in the holiday mood 🎃😈💀👻

“Eves, I blame you for this.”

Jay wraps his coat a little tighter, hugging it as securely as he can against his body to combat the bitter chill of the night air. He’s now fully regretting letting the girls convince him to wear body paint over a regular dog costume. If he had known they’d be spending half the night walking through the streets, he never would have gone for it.

“What?! What did I do?” She tries to pout pitifully, but her painted on whiskers and pink nose make it look almost comical. Mal is huddled next to her, cuddling against Evie’s side as Evie walks quickly with her phone out in front of her, texting frantically.

“Have you ever seen a vet uniform that tight? That costume you made hugs, like, everything!” Jay shakes his head, picking up his pace. “I should’ve just locked him in our room and kept him there the second I saw him in that fucking thing.” He mutters, shoving his paw-covered hands under his armpits for more warmth.

“Jay, just chill, ok? We all agreed sexy was the point of these costumes, remember?”

Mal rolls her eyes, pulling on Evie to walk faster as she keeps her eyes glued to her phone.

“I mean, it’s not like cats have hips and boobs like these, do they?” She cups Evie’s chest. The bluenette quirks a little smile as she elbows Mal lightly, all the while still texting. “And you’d be wearing a fucking shirt, Scooby.” She gestures to Jay, chuckling as he glares back.

“You had your part in this too Mal, don’t even get me started. You never should have given him that many shots. Pup doesn’t say no to you, you know that.”

Mal chuckles, shrugging at Jay. “Doug’s got an eye on him, we’ll get him back.”

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He’s ok, he’s in front of me. Outside Auradon City Grille. HURRY.

Doug tucks his phone in his pocket quickly, blowing on his hands and rubbing them for warmth before shoving them back in his pocket. Texting location updates every minute is not helping with body warmth at all.

He’s stil happy he spotted Carlos though, stumbling out the door of the party with some random Tourney player he’s never met. Not that he talks to many of the jocks anyway. But this guy was very tall and broad, skin an even darker bronze than Jay’s, but his long, dark hair was thick and curly. He’s pretty sure it was Moana’s son, but he’s not about to go up and ask a tall, muscular, guy why he was wrapping a tight arm around his friend’s waist and practically helping him walk out the door.

Not without Jay backing him up at least.

Carlos was chattering excitedly, gesturing with one hand while the other was wrapped tightly around the other boy’s, propping himself up as best he could to walk. His words were a slurry mess though, as animated as they were, and his stumbling walk was so bad he was mainly turning his shoes out with every step, so close to twisting his ankles each time it made Doug wince in anticipation.

“Ssssooooo izzz black ‘n’ white?!” Carlos asks the boy, eyes bright and eager. The boy nods, the arm around Carlos’ waist starting to slip lower as they slow their pace.

“Dam-Damaltion? Or maybe, Auzrali-lian She..p...shep...” Carlos stumbles on his letters, pulling back to try to force out the sound. “huh...huh...Shep-huh-erd?” He giggles softly once he’s able to get out all his words.

“Yeah, yeah, the last one! You got it.” The guy nods, smiling as he scoops Carlos in closer. “And he’s adorable, wait till you see! Only a month old.”

Carlos laughs, swatting at the guy’s hand on his waist. “No wayyyy. Thaz too baby! He can’t be away from hizz mamma yet. Izzz gotta be like, 12 weekz, right?” Carlos looks up at him with a droopy-eyed grin.

“Uh, right. You’re right. He’s 12 weeks. Sorry.”

Doug huffs, shaking his head and whipping back out his phone.

Asshole is a liar. No puppy. Groping Carlos. GET HERE NOW.

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A tiny gasp slips out as Evie reads her new text, enough to make Mal look over and take a peek. Her eyes widen, and they both look to make sure Jay’s not watching.

“We’re close, right? Mal whispers, as breathy and quietly as she can. Evie just nods, eyes still on Jay as he jogs to the next corner, eyes whipping all around, desperately searching for the missing vet.

“Jay! Left!” Evie shouts, pulling Mal along with her.

He makes no acknowledgement but follows her instruction, turning to the left down the next street. He immediately spots Doug and breaks into a sprint, grabbing him harshly by the shoulders as soon as he reaches him.

“Where is he?!” He shouts, making Doug flinch at the volume of his voice. He hesitates, then looks to his right. Jay follows his line of sight, instantly spotting the larger boy hugging Carlos as they disappear down the next block over.

“Thanks Doug!” He yells gratefully, pointing as he starts to run. “You’re the best. I owe you!”

Evie squeezes Doug’s shoulder, smiling warmly when she and Mal finally reach him.

“You really are the best, Doug. Thank you for keeping Carlos safe.”

Doug grins back, a light blush tinting his cheeks as both girls continue to smile at him

“Anytime. Go get your boy!” He waves as the girls start running to catch up to Jay. He shakes his head as he wrings his hands, finally shoving them back into his pockets and sighing as he feels the warmth they so needed.

“But if you don’t start chaining that boy’s ass to Jay whenever you let him drink I fucking swear I’ll do it myself.” Doug mutters to himself as he heads back to his heated dorm room.

Evie hooks Mal’s arm to drag her faster as Mal groans, starting to pant heavily from keeping up with the girl. But Evie is increasingly worried about the potential scene they may walk into if Jay is left to his own devices with the boy that swiped Carlos from the party.

“Tane!”

Thankfully, the girls catch up just in time to see Jay confront his teammate. The boy turns around, trying his best to carefully slide his hand back up to Carlos’ waist so as not to alert Jay to its original position.

“Jay!” Carlos exclaims, his droopy eyes brightening slightly. “Tane got a puppyyyy! We’re gonna go zee it. You shoul’ come!”

He leans forward to slip out of Tane’s grip. The boy tries to curl his arm tighter arond Carlos’ waist, but Jay dips in with a forceful glare. Tane freezes, letting his arm go and dropping Carlos into Jay’s arms. He scoops Carlos up quickly, pressing him firmly against his chest and trying his best not to give an audible sigh of relief.

“He got an Auzzie, Jay! They so pwetty...” Carlos drawls, almost sleepily but with a big smile still curled on his lips.

Tane nods insistently, “Yep! Exactly. I was just taking Carlos to see him cause he asked. No big deal.”

“Oh really?” Mal quips, loosening her grip on Evie to take a step towards the big, hulking boy. “So tell me then, Tane, how big is your pup going to get?

Mal stands sternly, arms crossed as she stares him down. He pauses, staring back with a blank expression.

Evie steps forward with Mal, putting her hand on the girl’s shoulder as she harshly juts her hip out. “Yeah, Tane, tell us. Your parents would want to know how big of a dog would be in their house, wouldn’t they?” She tips her head to Mal, who returns her knowing look.

Tane sputters indignantly, mirroring Mal’s crossed arms. “Um. Just, like, 25 pounds? My parents didn’t want a big dog.”

Mal smirks, turning to Jay. He grins back, stroking Carlos’ hair calmly as he dips down to the boy’s ear.

“‘Los? How big do Aussies get?”

Carlos hums, leaning into Jay’s soft touch. “Femalezzz...35 to 50 pounds, but the malez range anywhere from 55 to 70.”

Jay smiles proudly, planting a kiss to the top of Carlos’ head. “That’s my boy. Nothing can stop that beautiful brain.”

Mal turns back to Tane, flashing a wicked grin. “Well T, I think you better run home and have a chat with mommy and daddy. Because that’s not an Aussie at your house.”

Evie smiles, both girls waggling their fingers teasingly at the boy. “Bye T. Get yourself home safe now.”

Tane scoffs, glancing at Carlos. Jay tightens his grip, holding Carlos tightly as he keeps steely eyes on the other boy.

“Whatever,” Tane snarks, rolling his eyes as he starts his walk back. Alone.

Evie’s smile brightens as they see the boy leave. Grabbing Mal’s arm, she turns them around fully to face Jay.

Carlos has flipped himself around in Jay’s arms snuggling against his neck and making Jay giggle quietly. The girls watch, gazing fondly at their freckled boy.

Evie leans forward, combing her fingers gently through white curls. “Crisis averted,” she whispers, looking around at Jay and Mal’s nods of approval.

Jay drops his body down and quickly hoists Carlos over his shoulder, prompting a sharp yelp from the tipsy boy. Carlos wiggles and whines, but Jay wraps a tight arm around his hips and another across his legs, trying to keep a steady handle on him despite the massive furry paw gloves he’s wearing. He moves to catch up to the girls and start the trek back to the dorms.

“Eves, I hope you learned your lesson,” Jay teases, walking up beside her, trying to blow a loose saggy dog ear away from his face.

Evie just rolls her eyes, giggling a little at the sight of Carlos slung over Jay.

“Please, Jay. Don’t pretend like you’re not always asking me to make his clothes tighter,” she retorts, waving off Jay’s glare at her response. “Oh stop it, Carlos won’t remember a damn thing tomorrow anyway.”

“I know. And, I know what I told you about his clothes, but maybe not his party stuff? I don’t even know...like, the stuff he gets drunk in.”

He sighs, looking at the boy who’s somehow managed to pass out with his head hanging down. His face is flushed and red from blood flow, but snores are still escaping his lips.

“I just don’t want anyone touching what’s mine.”

Mal perks a brow at Jay and stops in her tracks. He watches her cautiously as she approaches, suddenly whipping out a hand and slapping Carlos’ ass, hard. The boy wakes with a yelp, squirming and forcing Jay to hold him back down.

Jay glares as Mal barks out a laugh, grabbing her shoulder and turning to shove her back at Evie.

“Stop it Mal, you know what I mean.”

Evie shakes her head disapprovingly at her girlfriend, grabbing her arm and pulling her close as they walk up the steps to the dorm. She pulls off Mal’s cat ears and gives an affectionate nuzzle to her head, prompting Mal to press into Evie and rub on her neck.

“Pup’s going to get an earful in the morning, I swear.” Jay mumbles as Evie helps with his door, opening it and allowing Jay in first. He walks quickly to Carlos’ bed and plops the boy down, pulling the stethoscope off his neck and allowing him to snuggle his face into his pillow as Jay pulls the blankets over him.

“I don’t know why I bring him out sometimes.”

Evie bends over to plant a kiss into Carlos’ curls, pulling off her own cat ears as she casts a disapproving glance at Jay.

“Because you’d be miserable without him, Jay. Your life is no fun without Carlos and you know it.”

He rolls his eyes at Evie, but Mal swats him on the back and scares a yelp out of him.

“You love being that boy’s hero, just admit it. Carlos’ knight in shining armor.” She twists to looks at him, pulling on his floppy dog ear and flipping it back in his face.

“Or shining dog fur, at least.” Mal chuckles.

Jay sighs, staring down at the boy cuddled in bed. He rips off the dog paws and unhooks his furry head and ears, dropping them to the ground and climbing on the bed over Carlos, settling himself under the covers behind him and pulling him close.

Carlos hums quietly and tilts his head towards Jay, rubbing his nose softly against Jay’s jaw, making him smile wide.

“You’re not wrong, pussy,” he says with a contented sigh. He keeps his eyes closed but smiles, feeling Mal’s own angered eyes boring into him.

“Now scram. My pup’s safe, and you have your other pussy to tend to, don’t you?”

#descendants #descendants halloween #the wedding date #Carlos De Vil #jay son of jafar #mal bertha #evie grimhilde #doug son of dopey #jaylos #malvie #jay x carlos #protective!jay #drunk!carlos #descendants spooky time

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mhafiction · 4 years

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Out & About (Pt. 3)

Read Pt. 1 Pt. 2 Pt. 4

Pairing: Bakugo x Reader

Fluff/Friends to Lovers (?), swearing

Synopsis: Reader is very close friends with the Bakusquad, except for the aloof and mysterious Bakugo. He still intrigues them however, and a night out with the group might actually be the the push they need to really get the ball rolling on transitioning their awkward comradery into something a little- more.

Note: It’s done haha. I didn’t spellcheck it that well... forgive me -K.

“There’s a shopping mall not far from here!” Mina squealed, her ink-black eyes glittering with excitement.

“It’s that new one that opened last week, right?” Kirishima mused. “We should totally check it out.

You stifled a yawn, then checked your phone. It was still considerably early, but for some reason your eyelids were heavy with exhaustion. It was almost as if an entire era had passed in the time you left the dorm. But maybe that wasn’t so bad.

Bakugo kept his gaze fixed squarely ahead. Unshakable, even with your charming presence. It didn’t matter to you. What was pleasing was the fact that he was walking side by side next to you, matching your stride with each step. Perhaps it was the lingering warmth of his jacket combined with the romanticism of snowfall, but you couldn’t help but wear a sleepy little smile.

Once arriving at the shopping center, you plopped down on a bench, waving for your friends to carry on without you. “I need to rest my feet for now, I’ll catch up.” The heat from the interior met your freezing cheeks, and you basked in the comfort for a moment. Bakugo hesitated, concern flashing in his eyes, before deciding to join you on the bench. “Huh? Bakubro, you’re not coming?” Kirishima asked, a playful grin dancing on his face. Bakugo met his boyish demeanor with a scowl. “No.”

“Ahaha, I see.” Sero nodded with a quiet understanding, glancing at your drooping form, then raising an eyebrow at Bakugo. The hotheaded blonde immediately flushed. “Tch.” He tossed back his head with an air of false nonchalance. “Go away.” Kaminari clicked his tongue. “Oh Bakugo, quit playing the tough card. We all know deep down you’re a big ole softie. I mean, you should just see the way you act around Y/N-” Bakugo had to be restrained by Kirishima to keep him from lunging at Denki. “GET LOST ASSHOLE!” Sparks flew from his hands. “Whoa, touched a nerve there.”

Bakugo was lucky that his friends abided with this demand, even if it was with some teasing. He was even luckier that you were so close to passing out, and therefore completely checked out of the conversation. He scrolled on his phone, watching you out of the corner of his eye. Sometimes you could be a real pain. What if some creep had cozied up to you while you were in this inebriated condition? His hands gripped his phone tighter thinking about that. Didn’t you care about yourself? He watched your head bob up and down, fighting to stay awake. Hmph. You’re lucky you’re so cute.

The shopping mall hummed with activity, not strange for a Friday evening. Girls flitted about from store to store, children cried and threw tantrums as they were led along by their parents, and some were waiting languidly on their benches just as Bakugo was. Why was he waiting, anyway? You probably wouldn’t want to move for a while, and deep down he knew you could handle yourself.

Then, while his thoughts were focused on his social media feed, Bakugo felt a weight on his right shoulder. Slightly frozen from shock, he stiffly turns his head to greet your sleeping face smushed squarely against his upper arm. He felt his cheeks grow hot, and he silently cursed you for being so damn pretty, even when you were unconscious. He drank in your features, trying to capture this moment in his mind. Wait a minute.

Slowly, very, very slowly, he shifts his phone to his left hand, gently angling it’s camera to capture your entire face. He prays you don’t wake up at the wrong time. Almost got it. Just adjust the light here and- Click. He let’s out a deep breath, a self-congratulating smirk on his face. Bakugo brushes a hair from your face, almost unconscious of the action, then winces at the memory in the restaurant. That had been so awkward. He had been overcome with a desire to help you, to be close to you, to touch you. What he had thought was just a passing crush had become something so intense that it scared him. He didn’t even know it was possible to like someone that much. And now, in this mediocre shopping mall, you were slumped over his shoulder. Your soft snores music to his ears and dulling his senses till all there was was you, and all that mattered was you. You stirred, your calm little face convulsing into a yawn. Bakugo held back a barking laugh at how your brows knit together, how you stretched like a shaking kitten, and how absolutely imperfect you seemed at the moment. His heart clenched as he realized that he was way too far gone. Bakugo loves you. He loved everything you did and how you did it, how you laughed and how you cried and how you woke up from a nap. It made him feel soft and warm on the inside. Gross. Pondering this for a while, he wondered how a person as good as you could even like him. I mean, you did, right? That’s why you tried to talk to him or train with him. Truthfully, he knew that he was a prickly type- he hadn’t met you halfway in the attempts to grow closer. But being around you was almost nerve-wrecking. He wanted to be better for you. After tonight, well, things probably wouldn’t be the same. In a good way. That’s a step at least. Bakugo gazed down at the picture he had taken of you. Your face made him unconsciously happy, and butterflies erupted in his stomach. What the fuck was this?? Was he dying??

He weighed his options, going back and forth in his head... fuck it. He set the photo to his lock screen chuckling with a quiet giddiness, then chastised himself for being so fanciful and indulgent. Now that was just sad. But he didn’t change it back.

You rubbed your eyes, blinking in the fluorescent white light. For a second, you forgot where you were. Your eyelids fluttered shut, your mind weary, hoping to return to your nap. It was so soft here for some reason...then, your nose was greeted with the familiar smell of burnt sugar.

“Bakugo?” You muttered, still in a daze. He jumped in suprise, hitting your chin, and the fact that you had been laying on him all this time snapped you awake. Oh fuck.

You wipe a bit of drool from your mouth, trying to compose yourself. Oh my god he probably thinks I’m disgusting and lazy and-

You make a quick effort to smooth out your hair, hoping to death that you hadn’t done anything embarrassing while you were unconscious. Awkwardly shrinking yourself so that you’d make as little physical contact with Bakugo as possible, you give him a quick glance. “S-Sorry.” It was the return of his soft, caring attention that almost caught you of guard. “Tch. Don’t worry about it,” he mumbled, the gentleness in his voice barely hidden with a raspy facade of annoyance. Your eyes catch on his phone for one second as a notification pops up. Was that... you? You quickly pull your gaze away from it, banishing the thought from your head. No way, no how. That was ridiculous. Why would he even put me as his lock screen?

You shift in your seat a bit, still tired but a little antsy. You couldn’t just sit here in awkward silence with him. Pushing yourself through the haze of exhaustion, you slowly stand up, offering a nod to Bakugo. “Let’s go find the others.”

It seemed that all your friends were refusing to answer your phone calls. “What the fuck?” You murmured. “I mean, Denki’s with them.”

“Bastards probably forgot a cord,” Bakugo sighed, not surprised by their ignorance in the least. “Better just search for them.”

You two walk across the mall, scanning the storefronts, shoulders less than an inch apart. Bakugo is aware of how close you are, and bristles every time your hand brushes up against his own. You aren’t. Your limbs are heavy with exhaustion, your eyes fight to stay open, and the warmth of Bakugo beside you...

You latch onto his arm, forgetting your previous aversions to touching him. Bakugo stiffens up, but says nothing. He watches you yawn, then cozy into the crook of his elbow, burying your nose in the fabric of his shirt. “Y’know Bakugo, you really are amazing,” you whisper, your light little voice slurring from sleepiness. Bakugo’s breath hitches in the back of his throat. Did you really just say that?

“For the record, I don’t care what everyone else says. You’re really nice.” You giggle, reaching for a spike of his hair, then patting his head softly. “And pretty.” That’s it for Bakugo, he panics, feeling his face go completely red. He’s dead silent, shocked that you were being so bold. You pout. “I think I really like you Bakugo.”

“You do?” He whispers back, his gravelly voice infused with disbelief.

“Sure. I think you’re gonna be the No. 1 Hero one day.” You press your fingers together, growing comically bashful. “Can I kiss you?”

Bakugo reels back at the request, eyes wide as he runs those words you just uttered through his head. Just exactly how tired were you?

You bury your face in your hands. “Oh god, I’m sorry Katsuki-“ you yelp. “Uh-uhm, Bakugo-“

“No, it’s okay. I-“ he gulps, swallowing his stress. “I like Katsuki.”

“...Ok, Katsuki.” He felt like melting, hearing you say his name.

Bakugo rubs the back of his neck apprehensively, deciding to proceed with caution. “How about we talk about this when you’re less...loopy?” You give him a single nod, still rested firmly on his arm. He didn’t mind.

“But you know, Katsuki. I really mean it,” you say under your breath, just loud enough for him to hear. “But you’re right. I don’t want to burden you with-“

Bakugo stopped dead in his tracks. Burden him? How could you even suggest something like that? He grimaced, cursing himself for his stupid prickly attitude and his inability to talk to people. Especially people as good as you.

“Is that really how you feel, Y/N?”

“Hm?”

He grabs your shoulders, making sure that you’re looking him square in the eye. A blush creeps onto your face.

“You’re not burdening me, you got it, idiot?”

Why’d he have to say it like that? He inhales, pushing himself to tell you more. To let you know that he liked you, too. More than you’d ever know.

“Listen Y/N, I think that you’re...you’re pretty great. That is to say, you’re not bad. You’re better than most of the extras I know. I mean-“

He gives a shout of aggravation, furious at how impossible it is to just tell his crush he likes them.

“ARGH! What I mean is! ...You remember how I promised I’d tell you when you’re being stupid? Well, you’re being stupid right now, if you think that you’re a goddamn- a goddamn burden.”

He chokes on his words, anger and sorrow welling up in his throat.

“Katsuki.” You bring a hand to his face, watching those eyes of his show you everything you needed to know. Bakugo had opened his heart to you. Had this sweetness been in there all along? Had his love really been there forever?

You frowned, watching his pained expression. What could you possibly say to him...

“Let me see your phone.”

His brows furrow together, and he straightens up. But he complies, tossing his phone to you while looking the other way.

You hummed, tapping on his screen. It illuminates, and as you suspected, it was you. Sleeping. On Bakugo. You feel your face grow hot, then hand him back the phone.

“Well, I guess you’re ahead of the curve.”

Bakugo snorts. “Bold words from the one who fell asleep on me and then asked for a kiss.”

You scratch your cheek, taking a deep breath.

“Well, you didn’t really give me an answer.”

Bakugo’s eyes widen, then offer you a mischievous twinkle. He smirks, a little cocky. “I guess I didn’t.”

“So.”

“...”

Bakugo sighs, then matches his gaze with yours. You can tell he’s nervous. Inching closer and closer, you watch his face grow redder and redder as he leans in. Once his nose is basically touching yours, he whispers softly “Listen. I’ve never done this before, so. Don’t make fun of me.” Then he closed the distance.

Caramel overwhelmed your senses. His lips met yours with confidence yet caution, planted squarely with little mercy. He was so sure of himself, and at the same time so gentle. The kiss was slow, one you both eased into as he grabbed your hip to pull you closer. Your hands played in his hair, and he shuddered, pulling away just for a moment to look at your face. You two stood there, intertwined, in the blinking lights of a shopping mall with the whole world moving past you. You smile, pushing back, then offering your hand to Bakugo. At least now, you were awake.

“Let’s go find the others?” He intertwined his calloused palm with yours. “Yeah.”

Truly, this would be a night to remember.

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lsmileychanl · 4 years

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Stray kids scenarios // cuddling

Summary: How would members of stray kids react to you being really cuddly

Genre: Pure fluff

Warnings: minor swearing (sorry I can't help it T_T)

Pairing: Stray kids x Reader

A/n: Hello everyone! I wanted to say a huge thank you for your support, it really means a lot! Sorry for the slow posting schedule, I’ve been really busy lately. I promise that I will be more active in the future. I hope that this lil scenario can put a smile on your face! Remember to stay hydrated and get enough rest. Ily guys! ♡

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Bang Chan:

Channie, where are you coming home? I miss you ♡

Sorry y/n It’s been really busy lately. I’ll be home soon! Love you, baby!

I love you too!

Seen 11.27 PM

The clock was about to hit late hours of the night, but Chan still wasn’t home yet. You were determined to wait for him so that you could finally have some quality time with your boyfriend. He was working so hard and you really miss him. It was 1.45 AM and you made the critical decision to lay down on the couch. You felt yourself slowly doosing off when you heard the door open.

You jumped in his arms and hugged him so tightly, that you were convinced — any tighter and you would cut his circulation. God, you missed this.

‘’Whoa, hey baby!’’ Chan laughed out. You gave him a soft kiss on the lips. ‘’Welcome home.’’ You looked up to see his tired eyes. ‘’Let’s get rid of those model – eye bags of yours.’’ You took his arm and softly led him to the bedroom. You pouted when Chan didn’t move and gently shook your hand off.

‘’Sorry baby, I need to shower first, I’m all sweaty. Don’t be sad, I’ll be right back’’ Chan gave you one last kiss before heading to the shower.

When he came back, you were already waiting for him with fresh sheets and sheet masks for the both of you. You two ended up talking for way longer than you were supposed to, making fun of each other’s faces with the on and Chan filling you in on all the crazy stuff that happened in the dorms. You realized how late it was when you two heard bird chirps outside. You mentally thanked god that you both have a day off and went to bed. Needless to say you two ended up sleeping till noon.

Minho:

Waking up with lee know by your side was one of the best feelings ever. It was one of those lucky days where he didn't have anything planned for the whole day. Lee know is really touchy with people who he loves and so you woke up facing each other, with his arms securily around your waist and legs entangled together. You felt safe in his hold. While you wanted to stay in his strong hold forever you knew that you have to get up eventually and knowing Minho, he will not be the first one to wake up.

You gave one last look at his relaxed, sleeping face. God, he is perfect. You gently brushed your fingertips along his jawline while thinking of how lucky you were to have someone as precious as him. You gave him a gentle kiss. You felt him slightly smiling against your lips.

"Good morning, baby" you said while gently brushing through his hair.

He let out a slight groan. "Just 5 more minutes..." Lee know said with his slight morning voice. "Or a little longer..." He mumbled while digging his head in your shoulder.

You knew that there was no escape. And so you accepted the faith that you were given and gave into the warmth of his body.

You both loved the feeling of being close to each other and that is exactly what you did.

Changbin:

You looked at yourself in the mirror for the last time, fixing your hair and smiling at your reflexion. You normally didn’t wear anything fancy when going out with Changbin, but today you were really feeling yourself.

Are you ready y/n? I’m waiting for you outside! :)

Just a second, I’m almost done. Can’t wait! ♡♡

You rushed outside to find your boyfriend fiddling with his phone, while leaning against a wall. When he saw you his eyes widened and he almost fell. We love a clumsy man

‘’Whoah, that was unexpected’’ He said while nervously touching the back of his neck. You just smiled and leaned in to give a small, but loving kiss. He deepened the kiss before letting go and leading you to the car.

While changbin was driving, you rested your head on his shoulder. Soft music was playing in the background. You lost track of time and before you knew it, you were already at the location.

You were really comfortable and wanted to stay in that position for a little while longer. You knew that Channie liked acting tough in public and didn't want to "ruin his image". That meant little to no pda.

Changbin gently shook you. "Were here it's time to go!"

"Channie, let's stay like this for a while." You said while playing with his hands.

He just laughed while turning to give you a kiss on the forehead. He was so soft for you. Few minutes passed and it was time to enjoy your date. Changbin held your hand the whole entire time. Congradulations you cracked him

Hyunjin:

Ok, sooo..... phone, keys, food, water aaaaannnd passport. You were ready. You headed out to JYP's building. Even after all these months the same manager never forgot yo ask for your passport, like you haven't vissited this building hundrets of times already. To be completely honest, you still weren't used to the huge building and managed to get lost every, damn time. With the help of a few workers there, you headed to the practising room.

When you found the right room you noticed that the door was already open. You peeked your head in and found Hyunjin all sweaty, sitting on the floor, while resting his head on the wall. You heard blasting music and a cold breeze of air, which was probabbly because he opened every, single window to let in some air, despite the multiple scolds from you about how he is going to get sick this way.

"He must have been practising there for hours... " you mumbled to yourself. You knew that it was hard being an idol. But when you saw him laying like that you got a reminder of exactly how much he puts in to achieve his dreams.

"You know that you can come in right?" You mentally cursed yourself. You got sidetracked by your thoughts and didn't even notice, that he noticed you staring at him.

"Hiii! I bought you lunch. Thought you might get hungry here." You sat down next to him and handed him the food you ordered before. It really wasn't much, but you couldn't trust yourself enough to touch the kitchen by yourself.

"Thank you, y/n! I don't know what I would do without you." Hyunjin kissed you and opened the food. "OMG YOU BROUGHT ME SUUUSHIIIIII!" Hyunjin's face lit up as he engulfed you in a giant bear hug. You laughed at his cute reaction. After he finnished the meal he put the emptied box down and just layed there with you on top of him.

"I love you, you know that right?" He mumbled under his breath while playing with the strands of your hair. You hugged him even tighter "I love you too, Hyunjinnie!"

Jisung:

,,Please Jisung-ah, I will watch literally anything else!’’

,,Commoon y/n! Please. I promise you it’s gonna be fun! If you watch this with me I’m going to be the one bringing the trash out for the next week.’’

,,Ugh fiiiiiiiiine…’’ You grunted.

You have no idea how he convinced you to do this. You hated horror movies. But there you were on the couch, scared shitless, hiding in the crook of your boyfriend’s neck.

Each time you jumped at the scary scene he laughed even harder. ‘’What are you scared of y/n? It’s really not that bad.’’ Jisung smirked devilishly knowing how much the movie affected you. He secretly enjoyed these moments where he could fill the strong, protective boyfriend role and feel your hands helplessly grabbing on his shirt. Also he just wanted to be able to make fun of you smh

After the movie you mentally took note to never watch a scary movie ever again. You were SHAKING and couldn’t help yourself from clinging to your boyfriend. You basically became a human koala bear and followed him everywhere. At first Jisung just laughed it off but then it started to become a problem when he couldn’t even get to the bathroom.

The tickle battle was on. Using the advantage, he ran and did what he had to do. After returning and seeing you hiding under billions of blankets, he felt bad for just running away like that and jumped in the bed with you.

‘’AAAGHHH you’re so cute, y/n.’’ He said squishing your cheeks and giving you a quick kiss on the lips.

Felix:

You just woke up. You didn’t even realize that you fell asleep in the first place. You were chilling at the dorm with the boys so you didn’t know how you ended up sleeping in Felix’s bed. You sleepily rolled out of the comfy sheets and threw on one of his oversized, comfy hoodies and went downstairs.

You found Felix playing games with the other members. He was concentrated on the screen, wanting to prove that he is a good player, while everyone else teased him.

‘’Didn’t you start playing it 4 months before him?’’ Jisung laughed.

‘’Hey, he just got lucky. I’ll beat him next time.’’

You smiled and back hugged Felix placing your head in the crook of his neck.

‘’I think you did great!’’ You said and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Felix got scared at first thinking that you were Minho trying to tease him, but once he realized that it was you he relaxed in your arms.

‘’Oh, you’re up already, y/n? I thought that you might hurt your back sleeping on the couch like that, so I carried you to my bed. Did you sleep well?’’

‘’Ugh not to interrupt you, but can you please get a room, we have to protect the children!’’ Bang Chan quietly begged. Felix jumped off the map and lead you back to his bed and you ended up spooning each other to sleep.

Seungmin:

"Seungminni, pleaassee! This is getting ridiculous." You pouted. You're boyfriend decided that it would be funny, to not give you any affection for the whole day. Whenever you leaned in for a kiss, he would dodge it. Whenever you tried to hug him, he managed to wiggle out of your grip. "Nu-uh it's only getting interesting now." Seungmin playfully winked at you and gave you a light pat on your head. Gosh you hate this little game of his. "I swear to god if you keep doing this to me, I will find someone else to cuddle with!" The smile on Seungmin's face disappeared as his eyes widened in shock. "Say sike right now or I will throw hands." (it's getting late and I'm so sorry) You didn't respond and just walked out the room. Seungmin soon followed and grabbed your hand. "I'm so sorry y/n. This was all a joke I really didn't mean to upset you." You saw the pain glisten in his eyes. Immediate guilt tripped over you. But then you remembered about his antics earlier. "Ha! Got you! The only one who I was going to cuddle was Mr. Flower bear. (Mr. Flower bear was a gift from Seungmin, for Valentine's Day. You named him that, because he had a flower crown on it's head.) Seungmin's shoulders dropped as a sigh of relief escaped his lips. "Oh my God, you almost gave me a heart attack. From now on I'm never letting you out my arms ever again." Sweet victory.

Jeongin:

Istg he makes me so soft I'm- You stood there with a big, comfy pillow in your arms. Jeongin opened the door and you were immediately hit with his precious smile and his little claps of excitement. "Hi, y/n! You ready?" It was an intense, late night, pillow fort movie marathon. You two just finished the last Harry Potter movie and having a debate over what's the best spell in the movie. "Common, Jeongin, Wingardium Leviosa is iconic. You can't deny that." "Yeah, but Expecto Patronum is still cooler. Would you rather make something float or see your spirit animal? I think that anyone with the right mind would pick the spirit animal." You sighed in defeat. You knew that he is too stubborn and you wondered why did you even start the debate. "Fine you win, let's watch another movie and then let's go to bed, it's getting late." "No pressure, but the last movie matters the most." You lock eyes with him and understand that a battle for the remote control is coming. You kissed him on the cheek, making him flustered and got a head start. Once he realized what you were doing, Jeongin caught you in his grip and started tickling you. You lost your balance from laughing so hard and right before you hit the floor Jeongin managed to catch your head. "Whoah, are you okay? I'm so sorry y/n, I didn't want you to get hurt." "I'm fine, but now I have the advantage of choosing the movie." Jeongin just showed you his tounge and hugged you tighter. "Whatever. As long as I spend time with you, I'm happy." You laughed at his cheesy line. "Gosh, I love you."

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willowandfog · 4 years

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New Fic- Chapter One!

This new fic is the second part to my fic I wrote for InuKag Week, One Week Sooner. If you haven’t read it yet you can read it here.

I would like to dedicate this new fic to @ruddcatha, she was a huge supporter and a tremendous help to me when writing One Week Sooner, and when we were so choked up on the tragedy of the story she suggested I write a sequel. So a huge thank you @ruddcatha, I love you!

Summary: When you look at me, do you see what you lost or do you see all of me?

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Chapter One

Nozomi sighed, dropping her backpack on her desk chair. She tied her long black hair back into a loose tail before throwing herself onto her bed. She glanced at the clock on her desk and groaned. She never had free time anymore, it was always go, go, go. She was grateful that she had finally been able to get into a dorm on campus, driving the twenty minutes home all the time had been a huge hassle. Pulling out her phone she double checked her schedule for the new study group time. She had finally decided to take her science requirement of anatomy even though she was close to graduating. She’d been putting it off as long as she could but couldn’t any longer. Deciding she had to join a study group, knowing that she’d likely fail if not.

Sighing again, she pushed herself up off the bed. She pulled her textbook from her bag and grabbed her iPad from the desk. She’d be damned if she was going to lug around her whole backpack any more than she had to. With a grumble she left her dorm room, locking the door behind her and set off for the library.

When she reached the library she took the stairs to the second level where the study rooms were. As she was rounding a corner, she collided with someone as they came around the other side. Nozomi’s book went skidding across the floor and her and the girl she had crashed into both stumbled back. The other girl found her balance but Nozomi did not and found herself on the floor.

“Oof.” She said when she landed.

“I’m so sorry, are you ok?”

Nozomi looked up at the girl to see her hand was stretched out to help her up. “Yeah, I’m ok.” She took the offered hand. “Thanks.” Standing up she brushed off her backside before turning back to the girl. Her jaw dropped. In front of her stood her mother. A girl in her early twenties, with long black hair and chocolate eyes, her facial structure was dead on to her late mother. The only differences Nozomi saw were the one streak of silver this girl had in her hair growing from the spot just near her bangs where the hair grew longer, and the golden flecks that seem to be floating in the iris of her left eye. Nozomi stood there gaping at her. She was wearing black yoga pants and a navy blue V-neck shirt, she had a black leather jacket on and was wearing simple black flats, and there was music blaring from the gold Beats that hung around her neck.

The girl turned to pick up Nozomi’s dropped book. “You’re taking anatomy, that’s cool. My major’s in medicine.” She handed the book out to Nozomi.

Nozomi froze for a moment, trying to comprehend what the girl had said before taking the book and tucking it in the crook of her arm. “Oh that’s totally awesome. I’m an English major, I’m about to graduate but I’ve just been putting this class off till the last minute.”

The girl chuckled. “Not a fan huh? If you want, I could help you study a bit?”

Nozomi glanced towards the study rooms before looking back at the girl. The girl who looked like her mother. She felt the need to figure this out. “Yeah sure that would be great.” Nozomi held out her hand. “I’m Nozomi.”

The raven haired girl clasped her hand. “Kagome.”

“Holy shit.” Nozomi whispered.

Kagome dropped her hand. “What?”

“Oh sorry. I just meant holy shit, this is so awesome of you. I was going to join a study group, but those can be so hit or miss you can never count on them.”

Kagome chuckled. “I know right. Come on, let’s get out of here, we can grab something at the coffee cart and sit out by the trees.” She walked past Nozomi, heading down the stairs.

Nozomi followed, pulling out her phone and shooting a text.

From: Nozomi

10:13 AM

Hey, dad. I’m gonna have to cancel lunch today, got a lot of studying to do.

From: Dad

10:15 AM

Ok. No problem. Reschedule for tomorrow?

From: Nozomi

10:16 AM

Can’t tomorrow, paper due.

From: Dad

10:17 AM

Oooook. Next week then?

From: Nozomi

10:19 AM

I will probably have a lot of papers to help grade next week, there’s a big test for the class I’m helping with coming up.

From: Dad

10:19 AM

:( Just let me know when.

From: Nozomi

10:20 AM

I will. Love you!

“Everything ok?” Kagome asked, nodding to Nozomi’s phone and her repeated texting.

“Oh. Yeah, totally. I was just cancelling lunch with my dad so I could get some studying done.” She tucked her phone into her back pocket, looking to see if the guy making their lattes was almost done.

“Are you guys close?” Kagome asked, turning to watch her.

“Yeah, definitely. He comes to campus and we have lunch together every week. He was all I had growing up, I never knew my mom. Well I mean I had my grandparents but… Yeah dad and I are close.” Nozomi shifted her eyes away. “Sorry, I ramble when I’m nervous.”

Kagome laughed, reaching up to grab her hazelnut latte that the coffee guy had set on the cart for her. “Why are you nervous?”

“Just, uhh. You know, meeting new people. Can be difficult sometimes.”

Kagome nodded in agreement. “So true.” Both girls turned as Nozomi grabbed her cup and they made their way to the lawn. “I don’t really know anyone on campus. Honestly I don’t really know many people around here, I transferred here last semester as a trial to see how I liked the school. I’ve been thinking of going back to the one I was at before.”

“No!” Nozomi practically shouted at her. When Kagome turned wide eyes to her she spoke again. “I mean, you should give this school a longer chance. It’s really great here, I’m actually a student teacher. I mean if your only reason for leaving is the lack of getting to know anyone, I’ll show you around and we can hang out. I haven’t really had much time for friends myself, it would be nice to have some girl time.”

Kagome glanced at her with an amused look. “Sure, that could be nice. I guess some girl time never hurt anyone.”

They found a nice shady spot under a tree, and planted themselves down into the grass. They sat chatting and enjoying their coffees for a little while before Nozomi pulled out her book, handing it to Kagome to look over what material they were covering and opened up Goodnotes on her iPad. They had been going through the chapter for about an hour when Nozomi sighed.

“Geez this stuff is tedious, I don’t know how you do it.” She set her iPad down, needing a break. When she looked up she spotted a man with silver hair, walking across the pavilion towards them.

“Oh shit, that’s my dad.”

Kagome turned her head to look in the direction Nozomi was. “Th-that’s your dad?” Her voice was a whisper.

Nozomi paled, before jumping to her feet. “Yeah, he must’ve been suspicious that I blew him off. Oh God.” She whispered the last words before jogging off to meet him partway.

As she approached her dad she began to feel sick. He’s totally going to freak. Oh my God. He had long silver hair that flowed down his back, and was wearing a black t-shirt and jeans, his head was adorned with two doggie ears that marked him as a half-demon. He did not look pleased.

“Dad!” Nozomi called as she got closer. “What are you doing here? I said I was stuck studying.” She stopped in front of him, trying to block Kagome from view even though she knew it was pointless, he could easily see over her, with his towering 6’.

“You were being all weird and evasive and you’ve only ever cancelled lunch once before and we rescheduled for the next day. Unlike this time. What's going on?”

“Nothing’s going on, my schedule just became really busy.” She tried to keep her voice calm, but noticed her dad was sniffing at the air.

“Riiiight.” He mumbled. “What is that smell?” He walked around her, heading for the tree Nozomi had been sitting under. Kagome was gone.

Oh, thank God. But where did she go? Nozomi looked around, seeing if she could spot her anywhere. Nothing. Man, I didn’t even get her number.

She jogged over to the tree where her book and iPad lay. Her father was sniffing a pair of Beat headphones. Nozomi reached for them. “Oh! Those are Kago-” She went wide eyed. “I mean those are my friends. She must have left them.”

Her dad glared at her, pulling the headphones out of reach from her. “What was her name?”

Nozomi shifted her brown eyes away from his golden ones. “Kag.” She mumbled.

“Kag? Her name is Kag?” Nozomi nodded. “Nozomi dear. You are a horrible liar. Why were you trying to hide this, what is going on?”

She sighed. “Oh dad.” She spoke with sadness in her voice before stepping forward to hug him. “Why don’t you catch up with her and give those back.” She stepped away from him and pointed at the headphones. “But dad, you should know. It’s mom. The girl said her name was Kagome, and she looks exactly like her. Like exactly like mom.”

Her dad paled. “What?” He whispered. “That’s crazy.”

“You can go find her and see for yourself. Just… Be careful. I never knew mom so I can’t say for sure that it is her. If it is her then she hasn’t aged at all or something else weird is going on.”

Her dad sniffed the headphones one more time, before taking off in a direction towards the buildings.

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Kagome jogged along the side of the library and as she approached the end of the building, she slowed down slightly. She turned, going behind the building before stopping to lean her back to the wall, trying to catch her breath. Her heart was racing and not from the jog. She covered her face with her hands.

Holy shit. Oh my god! Oh my god!

She pressed fingers to her eyes, trying to fight the tears.

She pushed away from the wall and began walking, heading for the other side of the building so she could cut across campus. She felt like she was in a daze.

I can’t believe this is happening.

She was so lost in thought that when she came around the corner, she didn’t notice the man coming around the other way until it was too late. She felt like she’d run into a wall.

“Oof.” She stumbled back, starting to fall, she waved her arms trying to catch herself when a hand grabbed her wrist, pulling her back up. She was pulled back into the brick wall and was suddenly staring into the most gorgeous face and golden-honey eyes.

He had one arm wrapped around her waist, holding her to his chest. A look of shock and disbelief on his face. “Kagome?” He whispered.

She was lost in his eyes. Her brain felt foggy and all her previous thoughts were gone.

Kagome, say something. He’s talking to you. Say something, anything.

"You're gorgeous." She could've slapped herself.

When he busted out into a huge grin, she bit her lip feeling ridiculous. She closed her eyes and shook her head slightly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say that… Outloud.” She opened her eyes to look at him again.

She could tell he was trying to fight his grin for her sake. “Do you.” He started to say. “Do you recognize me?” When Kagome shook her head, he closed his eyes tightly for a moment. “Are you sure?”

“Should I?” She asked.

He opened his eyes to look at her again. He studied her for a moment. Seeming to take his time taking in all of her features. “Do you think you’d like to go out with me sometime?”

“What?” She whispered, astonished.

“Like a date. Would you be willing to go on a date with me sometime?”

Realizing she was still wrapped in his arm against his chest, she cleared her throat and stepped away from him. “You don’t even know me.” She glanced away, trying to avoid his eyes.

“I think the point of a date is to get to know each other.”

She studied him for a moment. “I think I’d like that. But, I need to check my schedule. How about you give me your number and I’ll let you know when I’m free.” She pulled her phone from her pocket, turning it over to him to put his number in. It was then that she noticed her headphones in his hand. “Are those mine?” She asked pointing.

“Oh! Yeah, here.” He handed them to her with one hand as he took her phone with the other. “Sorry, I came to find you to give them back and totally forgot when we collided.”

When he handed the phone back, she tucked it into her pocket. Then against her better judgment she stuck out her hand. “I’m Kagome.” As she spoke she stared into his pools of amber. She saw a flicker in his eyes at her name.

He took her hand in a gentle grip. Her heart fluttering at his touch. “Inuyasha.”

“Nozomi’s dad. That’s not going to be weird at all.”

Inuyasha closed his eyes briefly. “I hope that won’t be a problem.”

“You’re not secretly like a five hundred year old man too are you?”

He chuckled. “No. I was born in this century.”

“Reassuring.” She rolled her eyes, before turning them to their clasped hands. She slowly pulled it away, running her fingers along his. “I should go. It was...nice meeting you.” She put her headphones on over her ears, eyes never leaving his. She hit play on her watch and Eminem’s Mockingbird came blaring through. Inuyasha frowned at the volume before Kagome took off at a jog.

Kagome jogged the whole fifteen minutes home. She barely slowed for lights, letting the music consume her until she could reach her apartment. When she reached her small brick complex, she almost sobbed. She took the stairs up to her apartment two at a time, stopping briefly to unlock the door before slamming it behind her and sliding her back down it to the floor. She yanked her headphones off and tossed them to the floor, tears beginning to fall.

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Too Young to Fall in Love Chapter 10 (Dirt!Nikki x Reader)

Title: Too Young to Fall in Love 10

Summary: Nikki Sixx was a hard partying musician on the strip. He never expected to fall in love with anyone, until a girl knocked on his dressing room door looking for a ride home and took his breath away. Just like everything else Nikki did; the drugs, the money, the music; Nikki went hard with love. (Y/n) Bass never expected the bassist of Motley Crue to be the one to shake her calm and calculated life up. She had a plan. Graduate school, become an epic producer, and watch from behind the scenes as her brother’s band rose to fame. Nikki and (Y/n) were perfect for each other, too bad her brother, Tommy, didn’t think so.

Series warnings: Smut (18+ Please), drug use, language, referenced miscarriage, drug overdose, mentioned attempted suicide, out of character moments for everyone in the band, the timeline might be a little screwy but it’s fanfiction! I know nothing of music production and my medical knowledge is really screwy, so it won’t be accurate.

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Nikki arrived home a smile on his face and a spring in his step. He by passed the party and made his way to his room to find Tommy making out on it with a chick.

“DUDE! Out! Use your own room!” NIkki yelled.

"Oh hey man. I didn’t think you'd be home from your date yet." Tommy shrugged. "This is Christy."

“Don’t care! Get out!” Nikki growled. Mick came in with a tray of white powder.

“You ok man?” Mick said. “You look stressed, you haven’t had a bump in a while. You doing ok?”

“I… I really like this girl Mick and… she’s a virgin,” Nikki breathed.

“So? It means she’s pure man,” Mick shrugged. “That’s rare and it can mean something to you right?”

“I guess,” Nikki looked at Mick. “So what do I do? I can’t bring her here,” he motioned to the party going on outside. “And I’m sure her dorm is out… what do I do?”

"Hotel?" Mick suggested. "Maybe she won’t care where her first time is."

“Not going to have her first time be in the back of my crappy car Mick,” NIkki tossed himself back and groaned. “How the hell did I find the perfect girl at the shittiest part of my life? We haven’t even had a hit album yet! We’re still playing clubs!”

“Maybe there’s something wrong with her?” Mick shrugged. “She seems like a nice girl with her head on her shoulders. And she knows what she wants to do in life.” Mick leaned forward. “How much do you like her Nik?”

“Everytime I think about her my heart starts racing, and my palms get sweaty and I just…” Nikki sighed. “She makes me feel whole, I don’t have to work hard to impress her, she’s already impressed by me,” he sighed softly.

“Then maybe she’s the one?” Mick shrugged. “Treasure her.”

“I can try… but I feel like I’m going to screw up… or something is going to mess us up.” Nikki looked at the tray in front of him and sighed.

“Just don’t let Tommy near her.” Mick laughed, even though he knew.

Nikki looked to Mick wondering if he should take the hit that night. But something told him not to, to wait it out and to stay clean for just a bit longer.

“Want some or not?” Mick asked, showing him the tray. “Or do you want left alone for awhile?”

“Yeah,” Nikki grabbed the roll and placed his nose to it and snorted. “Holy shit! Mick… just keep the girls away from me tonight…”

“Wow, you really are serious about her.” Mick laughed. “We gotta figure out last song for the album if we get picked up.”

“Ten seconds to love,” Nikki said. “We can put it together tomorrow before our gig and send the tracklist to the label.”

“Sounds like a plan.” Mick slowly got up. “You sure you don’t want me to bring a girl in for you?”

“If you can bring me (Y/n) then yes,” Nikki sighed. “Other than that… just bring me some blow every now and then. Fucking label is getting on my nerves.”

“You and me both Nik.” Mick told him. “And hey, you could call her and I’ll go pick her up for you if you want. But I bet she’s got school or you’d still be out with her.”

“I could always just use my hand and think of her,” Nikki sighed. “Let me get another bump.”

“Take all the bumps you need man, but what if we do a cover? I mean we can look at some songs.” Mick said as Nikki snorted a second line.

“Helter Skelter,” Nikki smiled. “We can do Helter Skelter on our next album. We can drop Shout at the Devil first… it’s got a good rhythm and beat to it.”

“Helter Skelter? That could work.” Mick waved to him as he walked out of the room. Nikki looked over at his phone. He debated on calling (Y/n) and truth be told he wanted to talk to her while he rubbed one out. His phone rang then. He almost didn’t get it, but something told him to.

“Hello?” Nikki asked.

“Hey Nikki.” (Y/n) whispered. “I couldn’t sleep. Vanessa’s out like a light though.” She laughed.

“Ahh, hence the whispering,” he whispered as he closed the door to his room and locked it placing a chair to jimmy the knob just in case. “You sound very sexy by the way.”

“Do I?” (Y/n) asked. “You know, I was almost half tempted to stay with you tonight. To go somewhere else so we could be alone.”

“Yeah?” Nikki smiled as he undid his pants and lay on his bed. “What would you do to me Sweet girl?”

“I’d give you the first ever blow job I’ve ever given.” (Y/n) blushed. She didn’t know what had come over her. She wasn’t like this. Athena and Tommy would call her a prude, but something with Nikki brought out something in her.

“Now that is a treat to corrupt you that way,” Nikki chuckled. “I’m turning the angel into a devil. Anything else you would do to me sweet girl?” He knew she was nervous, he could hear it in her voice. She wasn’t sure what to say.

“I could put on a show for you. Like those girls at the clubs in the strip.” (Y/n) breathed.

“That’s a show I would love to see,” Nikki breathed. “I would love to caress that soft skin of yours babe. Just let my fingers dance along your breasts and play with your nipples.” NIkki decided to take control. He smiled at the thought of what he just said. “What do you think (Y/n)? Would you let me kiss every inch of your body?”

“Y-yes.” (Y/n) moaned. She had pulled down her pajama pants and started rubbing small circles on her clit.

“Are you playing with yourself sweet girl,” he smirked as he stroked himself. “Can you tell me what you’re doing? I can tell you my cock is rock hard just thinking about you. Thinking about how my mouth will devour your pussy. My tongue just licking and sucking on your clit as my fingers gently tease you.”

“Oh!” (Y/n) gasped softly. “That feels so good.”

“Tell me sweet girl,” he moaned. “Tell me what you’re doing to yourself.” Nikki could just imagine this innocent girl hiding in her dorm.

“I, I’m rubbing myself.” She whispered. “I feel like I’m missing...you...your…” She let out a little bit louder moan, making Nikki close his eyes.

“Fuck,” he rasped as he stroked himself. “ how many fingers you got babe, I’ll help you relax and let go.” he stroked himself faster as he could just imagine her slender fingers playing with herself.

“I’m gonna try one.” She whispered to him. A moment later, he heard a low, needy moan in his ear. “Oh god…”

“How does it feel?” he closed his eyes and threw his head back. “What do you feel (Y/n)?”

“T-tight.” She moaned. “You won’t fit in there.” She heard Nikki moan this time. “You like that I’m tight?”

“Oh yeah,” Nikki breathed. “I can’t wait till you let me feel it. And don’t worry…” he smiled, “I’ll fit.” Nikki let out another moan as he stroked himself.

“Oh!” (Y/n) gasped. “S-second one in.” She bucked her hips a little.

“I can prep you so good babe,” Nikki’s breath was becoming erratic. “I can use my tongue to lick that nice little pussy before I stick one finger in there making you wet and slick. I can curl my finger just finding your g-spot making you squirm before I add my second one.” he breathed.

“O-o-oh! Nikki...I feel…” She was panting and moaning. “N-Nikki…”

“I’m close too (Y/n) just let go, don’t hold back. Cum for me sweet girl.” he groaned as he felt his own release bubbling up.

“Y-yes!” (Y/n) threw her head back and moaned, squeezing around her fingers.

“Shit (Y/n),” NIkki grunted as ropes of cum coated his stomach. Breathing heavily he fell back with a smile. “You ok sweet girl?”

“Y-yeah.” She told him. “That’s the first time I’ve done something like that before…” She admitted to him.

“Felt good huh?” Nikki smirked. “Might have to do this a few more times,” he chuckled.

“Most definitely.” She yawned. “I’m honestly excited for the real thing. Nervous, but excited.”

“I’ll take care of you (Y/n) no rushing, just me and you and the universe at our side.” he sighed as he grabbed a dirty t-shirt to clean himself with.

“That sounds amazing.” She smiled. “I’m tired now.” She laughed a little.

“Yup that’ll do it,” Nikki laughed. “It’s a great way to fall asleep.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow night Nikki.” (Y/n) yawned. “Goodnight.”

“Night sweet girl,” Nikki yawned. “I’ll be dreaming of you.”

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