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starryeyedmunson · 3 years

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ecstasy - b.b.

pairing: frat boy!bucky x sorority fem!reader

summary: the best fraternity on campus is hosting a party before the most anticipated rave of the season, and it’s all pioneered by social chair Bucky Barnes. and when you’re in college, you want to live life to the fullest, right? and what is more of living life to the fullest than having the most memorable night of your college career with the Bucky Barnes?

warnings: 18+, minors dni, smut so please do not read if you are underage! unprotected sex, pet names (baby, doll, sweets, darlin’), drug use (MDMA, please test all of your drugs), oral sex (f receiving), fingering, nudity, choking, PDA, alcohol use, please let me know if there are more

**this is meant to be consensual, but please know that if people are under the influence they are not in the right headspace to consent!!

word count: 4.8k

a/n: haven’t written in a while so there’s that, but i also have never written smut before so take it easy on ya girl. bucky just seems like a sigma chi, don’t ask why. also PLEASE for the love of god, this is not glorifying drug use. please only do what you feel safe doing! for molly, please remember to stay hydrated and drink lots of water throughout the night, the high lasts for around 4 hours, and if you’ve never rolled before i suggest only taking one point! the come up affects everyone differently, so i just wrote about my own experience. ALWAYS TEST YOUR DRUGS AND STAY SAFE ILY. also i thought the weeknd was the perfect vibe for this type of fic, and i highly suggest listening to either trilogy, starboy, or kissland while reading. if any of you have ever done molly, you’d get what i’m talking about. anyways, hope you enjoy!

dedicated to the lovely @sagechanoafterdark , because I love her blog so much.

*not beta read*

Tonight was the night.

As you finished your last touches of mascara, The Weeknd played at the perfect volume from your speaker in your sorority house’s common room. As you sat on the living room floor looking at your reflection in the ring light mirror, your beloved roommate, Natasha, slid across the hardwood floor in front of you. She looked stunning, her straight red hair that framed her face perfectly contrasting her all-black set. The baby tee she had on with the black mini skirt accentuated her body perfectly, and as she posed for you, you gave her a holler.

“Do we like?” she asked, as if she couldn’t already tell the answer with your screams.

“Are you kidding? You look fantastic, Nat,” you scoffed. She smiled back at you as you looked back in the mirror to check your makeup one last time.

“Which set are you going to wear?” she inquired, jumping over the back of the couch to sit in front of the coffee table on which your entire makeup collection was spread out.

“I think I’m going to go with the pink rave set,” you said, beginning to stand from your criss-crossed position on the floor.

“Oh, thank God, the Sigma Chis are going to eat that up, especially that hot social chair they have,” she said, wiggling her eyebrows. You rolled your eyes as you walked down the hall towards your room in your oversized sweatshirt and black fishnet tights. She wasn’t technically wrong, the entire reason you were going to the fraternity house was to see the famous social chair, Bucky Barnes. God, was he a sight for sore eyes. As you entered your closet and pulled out the pink and black triangle top and matching high-waisted underwear-styled bottoms, you wondered if you would see him tonight. Would he know who you are? Of course he would, his best friend was hooking up with your best friend. Would he like what you’re wearing? You hoped so, but it didn’t really matter; once the set was on you felt sexy regardless. As you turned to various angles and looked at your figure in the mirror, you thought that there was no way you wouldn’t get his attention. Maybe he’d even ask for your name this time.

You couldn’t help yourself from smiling in the mirror as you adjusted the outfit to lay perfectly on your body, and you practically skipped to your bathroom to put your hair in high pigtails; you were going to a rave after all. Once the last stray hair was gelled into place, you grabbed your white chunky shoes, threw them on, then bounded back down the hallway to meet Nat.

“Holy shit!” she yelled as she turned around to see you. “Who the fuck are you and what have you done with my best friend?” You laughed and spun around while Natasha gave you sounds of approval.

“Alright, alright. We have to go, where’s Wanda?”

“She’s already at the house with Vis, she told us to come now around 30 minutes ago” Nat responded.

“Okay, perfect. Fashionably late,” you said, grabbing your phone, wallet, and key card so you could get back into the sorority house later that night. As you headed towards the door, Natasha followed you until you spun around, causing her to bump into your frame.

“Bitch, walk,” she said, fixing her hair after running into your chest.

“Wait, do you have the–”

“Molly? No, I actually threw it away, Y/N,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. You rolled your eyes and raised your hand to smack her, to which she didn’t even bat an eye.

“That really never gets you, huh,” you asked. You had never been able to scare Natasha, and at times you wondered if she had trained herself to never be startled by anything.

“Nothing does, I’m Russian,” she said casually. You let out a laugh and walked out to the porch of the sorority house with Nat close behind.

“Nat! Y/N! Over here!” You heard a girl’s voice you recognized as Wanda’s once you walked into the lively fraternity house. Thankfully there weren’t too many people there yet, as you, Wanda, and Nat always got the special pre-party invites. As you and Nat made your way over to your third musketeer, you looked around for your little crush. Slightly disappointed, he was nowhere to be found, but your smile returned when Wanda dramatically flung her back to the wall, basking in Natasha’s and your appearances. “It is both totally not fair and totally fair that I have the hottest friends in the world.”

“Feeling’s mutual, Wan,” Nat chuckled. “Vis, how are we?”

“Exceptional, Natasha. You and Y/N both look lovely,” Vision responded. You smiled in his direction and began conversing with the three of them until a tall, blonde haired boy came up behind Natasha.

“Well, well, well,” the boy began, “the lovely ladies of Chi Omega.” Natasha looked up behind her and instantly burst into a smile.

“Hey, Stevie,” she said, and you laughed. You had never seen her break her intimidating façade for anyone besides her close friends, but when it came to Steve Rogers, she was a different person. She batted her eyelashes as Steve pulled her in for a quick kiss, then said hello to everyone around.

“Ugh, Jesus. Gross,” a voice yelled from across the room. As you had hoped, a certain blue-eyed, smirking boy had begun striding over to where you were standing with your friends. His swagger when he walked was unmistakable, his messy hair paired with that sly smirk giving him the perfect boyish look that made him irresistible. You had to regulate your breathing and remember to keep your mouth from hanging open as he approached, two red solo cups in hand. “No couple shit tonight, strictly raving.”

“Shut up, Buck,” Steve laughed as he gave Nat another kiss. Bucky rolled his eyes and looked over to Wanda and Vision, glossing over you as if you weren’t even there. The slight pang of disappointment stung your chest, but you concealed your feelings with ease. Bucky handed them the cups with a dashing smile, then finally turned back to Steve and Natasha.

“You guys want anything?” he asked.

“No thanks, buddy. Natasha, Y/N?” Steve answered, gesturing to the two of us who had returned to standing next to each other.

“No drinking for us, it’s an MDMA kind of night,” you responded. Bucky finally looked over at you, and you swore you saw his eyes widen.

“That’s what I’m talking about!” Steve said, but Bucky’s eyes never left your face. You felt a slight blush creep up to your face as his eyes flitted around your body, suddenly feeling a bit insecure about your lack of clothing.

“Excuse me, Rogers, but where have you been hiding your girlfriend’s dime of a friend here?” Bucky asked, eyes only looking to Steve for a half second before returning to your face. His smirk had returned, and he licked his lips ever so slightly, making your breath hitch in your throat.

“You don’t know Y/N? This is Nat’s best friend, I thought you knew her,” Steve said sincerely.

“Well of course I’ve seen her around, I just didn’t know you knew her,” Bucky shrugged. He gave you a wink before being summoned by one of the pledges to give another task. The party had grown tremendously in size given that the party buses would be picking everyone up in the coming minutes, but you kept your eyes trained on Bucky’s retreating figure through the maze of people. Nat smacked your arm to get you out of your trance, and you suddenly looked around to find all of your friend’s smirking and borderline laughing at you. You awkwardly chuckled, still too caught up in the fact that the Bucky Barnes had called you a dime.

“Alright, are we taking this or what?” Natasha asked, an excited smile on her face. You were so caught up in Bucky you had almost forgotten about the party favors of the night. You nodded your head vigorously as she pulled out the dime bags, each with two points of molly in them. You reached for one of the bags, opened it, and took out one of the points, popping it in your mouth. You grabbed a water bottle from the counter nearest you and took a quick swig, downing both the water and the pill before handing the bottle to Nat who had done the same. Wanda and Vis were now on their second cup of jungle juice, and they laughed at the both you who had begun smiling intensely at each other. Steve had taken his as well, and he left to go check on the status of the buses. All of a sudden, there was a loud yell.

“Buses are here!” the voice exclaimed, and suddenly everyone was pushing each other to get out of the house and onto the vehicles.

“Popped yet, doll?” A voice from behind said, and you turned around to see none other than Bucky Barnes smiling down at you.

“Yeah we just did our first, are you taking it as well?” you asked. When have you ever talked like that? This kid was making you nervous.

He chuckled, “So proper, but yes I have. Be on my bus, will ya?” he asked, extending his hand for you to take. You smiled sheepishly and put your hand in his, also linking with Natasha while he led you to the first bus out of the four parked outside. You made your way up the steps and into the bus, sitting by Natasha as Steve and Bucky waited at the door to count the people heading onto the bus.

“He seems to like you,” Nat said with a hint of mischief in her tone.

“He does not, he doesn’t even know me,” you defended, but a part of you wanted her to be right. You looked back towards the entrance to find Steve and Bucky in conversation as they walked back to where you and Nat were sitting. Steve sat next to Natasha and Bucky took the seat on the other side of you, smiling as he sat down. And with this, the night began.

As you hopped off the bus, you began to feel the effects of the molly. The come up had occurred during the bus ride, and your anxiousness caused Bucky to wrap his arm around you and comfort you. It almost took your mind completely off of the come up, but you still felt a bit uneasy even with the hottest Sigma Chi holding you. But as you walked towards the door, everything around you was amplified. The color of the world was in full saturation, and you couldn’t wait to get inside the venue to dance around. You bounced up and down as you waited for the security to scan your ticket, and when you walked inside you were instantly met with colored lights and blaring EDM music. Senses on overdrive, you smiled until it hurt as you impatiently waited for your friends to get inside. First walked in a completely hammered Wanda and Vision, followed by an equally excited and rolling Steve and Natasha. The second the molly hit, those two were all over each other. They almost didn’t see you until you yelled at them to come towards you.

“Where’s Bucky?” you asked excitedly. Natasha stared at you and shrugged, too enamored with Steve to answer your question.

“Let’s go inside more!” Steve yelled over the noise, and all thoughts of Bucky were gone. He dragged you and Nat into the crowd, and you were in heaven. As the synth noises and electric bass played, you jumped around and smiled with your friends. Bodies touching, you, Wanda, and Natasha laughed and moved with the music. At points Steve and Vis would get a tad jealous, but you and your best friends paid them no mind as you fell into ecstasy.

“I feel like I’m flying!” you said, breathing heavily as you looked up to the ceiling to take in all of the lights. They danced around in your vision and you fell in love with the visuals, reaching up to the sky as if you could feel the energy pouring down on you.

“Look, Bucky!” Natasha’s voice pulled you from your peak as you looked to where she was pointing. A little ways away in the crowd, you could see Bucky also riding his high, and the urge to run over to him overcame you as you pushed through the crowd just to feel his touch. You extended your hand and took his in yours, making him look at you.

“Oh, doll, I’ve been looking for you everywhere!” he exclaimed, pulling you into a tight hug as if your bodies couldn’t get any closer together. You giggled and pulled away, beaming up at him as he cupped your face in his hands. “Have you taken your second?”

“Not yet, have you? I’m going to do it right now because I want to!” you said in a rush. You fished into your wallet to pull out the dime bag from before, popped the pill, and drank the rest of your water bottle you had from the fraternity house. He laughed down at you, also taking his second pill and finishing his own water. “How have we never talked before?” you asked, looking up at him through your eyelashes.

“I have no idea, sweets. But I couldn’t imagine being with anyone else right now,” he said. His blue eyes bore into yours, and all of a sudden it was just you two with no one else around. The lights illuminating his face made him look ethereal, and you could tell there was a connection between the two of you with the way his eyes bounced around your face. Both of your breathing was erratic as you felt the second peak coming, and as the crowd pushed you around you felt your faces getting closer and closer.

“Guys!”

You snapped around to find a loose-eyed Wanda moving towards you, a sloppy grin on her face. “There you two are! Steve and Nat are n-nowhere to be found, they’re probably s-sucking each other off or something” she hiccupped out. Vis was behind her, and the three of you laughed at her unkempt disposition. The music sucked you back in as you faced the dj stand, the second peak finally hitting you at full force. The sounds engulfed your entire body as you let your head fall back, breathing heavily. The smile crept back onto your face as you felt every light, every soundwave entering through your pores, energizing you and filling you with utmost happiness. You almost didn’t notice the pair of hands that had snuck around your waist and wrapped around your midsection. You rested your hands on the unfamiliar ones, and you turned around to be met with a peaking Bucky Barnes. His pupils were blown as he looked above you at the visuals playing behind the dj, then he looked down at you with the same dopey smile you also had on your face. A split second passed, but that was all the confirmation you needed. His lips were on yours in a fervent kiss as your hands flew to his hair, pulling and tugging like your life depended on it. A cheer from Wanda was drowned out by the music, but both you and Bucky were too enamored with each other to notice anything else except each other. His hands pushed your lower back closer to his body as his lips crashed into yours over and over. The sloppy, wetness of the kissing was the perfect sensory feeling for your rolling mind to comprehend, and your arms wrapped around his neck in an effort to pull him impossibly closer to you.

Both of you breathlessly pulled away and said in unison: “Let’s go.” Suddenly, you were both somehow dragging each other through the crowd and out into the parking lot of the venue, where Bucky fumbled with his phone to call a car to pick you guys up. The coldness of the night was ineffective on your hot body, and you outstretched your arms and spun in circles as Bucky looked up at you. He couldn’t understand how a girl so perfect slipped his view before, but he was feeling lucky to have met you now. Maybe it was just the molly talking, and it probably was, but he felt like he never wanted to leave your side. As you smiled and spun and looked at the sky, he could feel your energy radiating from you and entering him, causing him to smile widely at the sight of your kid-ish demeanor. After a couple minutes, the car pulled up and you both got in, Bucky opening the door for you then moving to his own side. Even on molly, the kid was still a gentleman.

The car began moving, and at that point you two couldn’t keep your hands off of each other. His lips easily found yours again, cupping your face like he had done earlier in the night. You unbuckled yourself and slid over to his side of the car, putting your hand on the back of his neck and dragging your nails all the way to the front. He let out a sigh as he also released himself from the seat buckle, shifting his body so he could more easily face you. His hand moved down to your neck, putting slight pressure until you practically moaned for more. As you moved your hands to his hair, he pulled away from your lips only to reattach them to your neck, sucking hard as if to mark his territory for the next couple of days. Your head fell back as you sighed in pleasure, your breathing becoming more erratic as he continued his heated pursuit of your skin. With each mark he left, he soothed the area with his tongue and placed light yet heated kisses around the area before moving to a different part of your neck, until he finally moved up to your earlobe. He took the supple skin in his mouth and sucked lightly, letting his tongue run along the bottom edge of your ear to which you hummed in pure ecstasy. Your hand moved from his hair down his chest until it rested on his belt buckle. You began to fumble with the metal clip until he put his hand over yours. “Not yet, darlin’, we’re so close to the house. Wanna please you the proper way,” he whispered into your ear before giving it another light kiss and pulling away. You smiled at him and laid back on the seat. You had almost forgotten that you had taken a second point of molly, but you felt the familiar anxiety creeping up on you. You pushed yourself up a little bit and straightened yourself out, fiddling with your thumbs as you looked out the window.

“I feel it too, doll. It’ll be over in 15 minutes, tops,” Bucky said next to you, placing his hand over yours. You smiled and looked at him, then turned back to the window. A little while later, the car had pulled up to the Sigma Chi house, and Bucky helped you out of the car. You were still feeling a little uneasy, so once you got inside he grabbed you both a bottle of water and he led you up the stairs. You practically downed the water by the time you had reached his door, and you held the empty bottle in your hand as he opened the way to his room. “Sorry, it’s a little messy in here,” he said sheepishly.

It was not.

It was pristine, with the exception of a sweatshirt on the floor. You looked back at him as he walked to turn on the sound system, and rolled your eyes as you walked over to his bed and laid on it. The instant The Weeknd started playing, you shot up and looked at him again, this time with wild eyes. He stared at you with a smile creeping onto his face as you began waving your hands around to the music, closing your eyes as you felt your second roll coming on. He slowly walked towards you and got onto the bed, leaning over you and taking your lips in his for the third time that night. You sunk into the kiss as he laid you down, placing your hands back in their designated spot on the back of his head with your fingers tugging on his hair. He sighed heavily as he quickened the rate of his kissing, hands running all over your body as he desperately tried to touch more of you. He rested on elbow as he let his fingers trail down your almost bare torso, toying with the hemline of your bra top. He pulled away and tugged on the bow on the back of your neck, pulling the top off of you with ease. Once the top was discarded on the floor, he instantly went back to kissing you, letting his hands make their way to your breasts as he kneaded them with his fingers. His kisses moved down to your neck, and he made a trail of wet spots down your chest and stomach before reaching your bottoms.

“Is there anything underneath these bottoms and tights, sweets?” he asked, looking up at you through his long eyelashes. When you breathlessly shook your head no, he smirked, yanking down the two articles of barely-clothing with impatience. Your glistening cunt was now in his full view, and his smirk remained on his face as he bent down to kiss the insides of your thighs. You were growing restless as he took his time, pressing his lips to almost every place except where you needed him the most.

“Please, Buck… need you,” you moaned, out of breath from the incessant teasing on the blue-eyed boy’s end. He chuckled as you squirmed under his touch before licking a stripe up your pussy, causing you to throw your head back as he lapped away at your juices. He moved his mouth to encompass your clit, sucking with increasing intensity as you opened your eyes to look down at the beautiful yet sinful sight in front of you. He paid you almost no mind as he feasted on your pussy, slowly moving his hand up to push a finger into you. The ecstasy rushing over your body was immeasurable; the molly mixed with the sexual fantasy was almost too much to handle for you. He pumped his lone finger in and out at a rapid pace, still sucking harshly on your slit and swirling his tongue around the swollen nub. You could feel the knot tightening in your lower stomach as he continued, and you could barely tell him you were about to cum before it happened.

“B-Buck, I’m-”

“Let go, baby. I’m right here,” he cooed. And that was all you needed to release the pressure. Your legs began to shake as your pussy began to flutter, and your walls spasmed and clenched in a rhythm as Bucky continued his reckless attack on your most vulnerable spot. He collected all of your cum in his mouth and on his scruff, and as he sat up he was looking at you with a flushed face and blown pupils. He began to undo his belt buckle frantically, and once he finally got the thing loose he pulled down his pants and boxers half way before giving himself a few quick pumps to prepare himself. You sat up a little bit to grab his hard length in your hand, but he tsked you away. “None of that, darlin’. It’s all about you tonight.”

As you laid back down slowly, he rubbed the tip of his cock up and down your still-wet pussy, teasing you slightly. He finally lined himself up with your entrance as you whimpered helplessly under him, and he pushed himself in slowly. Your breath hitched as he slowly entered you, and he grunted in pleasure once he was bottomed out in your cunt. You looked down as he pulled back out, then pushed in again, mesmerized by the sight of his cock sliding in effortlessly to your wet heat. You were drawn from your gaze as Bucky grabbed your throat and began to choke lightly, forcing you to look at him. His grip tightened as he increased his pace, somehow reaching even deeper in your cunt with each stroke.

“So fuckin’ pretty for me. All mine, yeah, baby?” he said as he relentlessly fucked you, and your mouth fell open as he pounded into you. You struggled to nod your head, but that wasn’t enough for him. “Words, doll.”

“Y-yes, Buck. All y-yours” you managed, still struggling to breathe with his fast pace ramming into you. While you felt your orgasm coming again, you could also feel your molly peak returning for the third time. Your eyes rolled back into your head as Bucky let his hand rest on the headboard of his bed, his fast fucking never slowing down.

“Look at me, baby. I can feel you’re close… I want you to look at me while you cum all over my cock, doll,” he whispered into your ear, leaning in so close you could feel his damp hair on your face and brushing your ear. His breathing was erratic as well, and as you felt both highs come down on you, you moaned loudly and squeezed your eyes shit before opening them to stare into Bucky’s blue ones.

“Fuck! Oh my God,” you screamed. Bucky never broke eye-contact as his cock twitched inside of you, releasing his cum to paint your walls white. He rolled off of you and laid down next you, panting heavily. He lifted your head to put his arm around you, and as he pulled you towards him you felt both his and your cum leaking from your still-spasming pussy. He pressed a chaste kiss to your forehead as Stargirl Interlude played softly from the speakers. You smiled under his lips, but the both of you were too tired to say anything more after the fresh fucking you guys had both endured. You both fell asleep soon after, The Weeknd’s smooth voice lulling you both to a heavy rest.

You woke up in the morning with a yawn, now fully on the other side of the bed as Bucky. As you slowly turned to face him, you saw him scrolling mindlessly through his phone, occasionally typing away.

“Good morning,” you said sleepily, to which Bucky gave a small glance and a slight smile. You were partly confused, but chalked it up to over thinking as you were now fully facing him, looking up at him with doe eyes. He continued to scroll through his phone, then with a sigh placed it on his bedside table. He got up slowly and walked to his closet, rummaging through his drawers and deciding on a simple blue shirt with the Sigma Chi crest on the front. He barely turned when he threw it in your direction, to which you were ultimately shocked. Why was he being such a… douchebag?

He finally turned around fully, scratching his head as he did so. Then he let out the sentence you were dreading most.

“Listen, I don’t want to be that guy, but I kind of have a lot of stuff to do today so you should probably… you know…”

“Head out?” you finished for him. With the nod of his head, you gave a curt nod and tight smile, instantly getting out of the bed and putting on the shirt he threw so carelessly in your direction. As soon as you were done putting on the shirt, you bent down to grab last night’s clothes. You stood up, turned back to him, gave him a tiny goodbye, and sped out of the room. As you walked down the stairs, you thought to yourself: How could you have been so stupid? Of course he was going to kick you out in the morning. And as you walked out of the frat house to be met by the harsh sunlight and light breeze cooling your pants-less legs, you reminded yourself.

He was just a frat boy, after all.

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sillyroyalty · 3 years

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hellooo i saw your post about wanting some haru kato x reader and i just enjoyed the ones you wrote, you talented bro!

could i request that its reader and haru’s anniversary and reader noticed how tired he seemed lately so they decided to set up a nice romantic dinner and surprises him cause man he deserves it for dealing with daisuke HDKSBFJEHR it would be sooo cuutee!!

thats all and i hope you have a fantastic day!! stay hydrated and stay safe

Hello ! Thank you for requesting! I’m glad you like the stories I put out. 💓

This was fun to write and I’m sorry it took a little while to put out. I hope you like it ❤️

Please let me know what you thought in the comments and if there’s any changes or tips you would like to see carried out in future works 😊

Notes: I tried to make the reader gender neutral but then my dumb head out them in a dress so I decided to make the reader female, Daisuke is in it for a little bit too because he doubted your existence for a hot second lol but don’t worry he’s only there for a small interaction ☺️

Eyes anxiously scanned the shelves at the grocery store, looking for the ingredients that could throw together a decent meal. In a few short days the day of your and Haru’s anniversary was approaching fast. Safe to say you pondered of all the possibilities you could do to surprise your partner.

You could buy him something nice ? But Haru would stress over the price tag. You could arrange a nice romantic getaway for the both of you ? But sadly Haru’s job hours were unpredictable due to him being too passionate about overtime. After listening your options you settled on preparing a nice candlelight dinner for him, sure it was a bit cliche but even simple moments with Haru felt magical. Eager to get home and start cooking the recipe you found online you picked up the ingredients, payed and made your way home. Ready to spend the rest of the day in preparing the meal.

Haru packed his papers into his bag ready to bid his co-workers farewell.

“Leaving so soon ?” Daisuke questioned condescendingly, “what about the rest of the case ?”

Haru groaned contemplating starting another round of bickering with the new detective, but instead swallowed his anger.

“Yeah I have something important today...someone’s waiting for me-“

Haru tried to wrap up the conversation before Saeki interrupted with shrill excitement.

“Oh my gosh !” She squealed “ It’s Y/n-San isn’t it ?! “

“Y...yeah” Haru nodded bashfully smiling “it’s our anniversary so I want to be at home with her tonight”

“Y/N who?” Daisuke questioned “you have a partner?”

“YEAH! WHAT IS THAT SO HARD TO BELIEVE?” Haru yelled irked, “whatever I’m leaving BYE!” He grabbed his bag throwing it over his shoulder making his way to the exit.

“Wait,” Daisuke’s monotone voice cut in following Haru out “I’m coming too”

“WHAT ?! No you’re not ?!” Haru yelled “you’re not invited!”

Daisuke tagged along unfazed, “isn’t it fair for me to meet your family ? You’ve met Suzae and my grandmother already after all, return the favor”

Haru reached your shared apartment sighing in defeat. Daisuke stood cooly behind him. Despite Haru’s attempts to shake him off he persisted. To say Haru was annoyed was an understatement, all he wanted to do was cuddle and bask with you on the bed dozing off lazily tonight, to share his week with you and to hear your cute laugh...unfortunately here was Daisuke tagging along to suck the comfort out of his night with you like a leech. Taking a deep breath he rung the door bell for it to fling open and be greeted by a bright smile.

Gosh you looked absolutely stunning, a dress that covered you snugly with hair done up with clips letting some loose strands fall over your shoulders, your smile beaming as you hugged Haru. He mirrored your grin wrapping his arms around your waist inhaling your perfume in, basking in your embrace for a few moments before his solace was interrupted by an abrupt cough from behind him. You peeked behind your lover to see another man standing behind him.

“Hmmm?” tilting your head up to look at Haru quizzingly

Haru grimaced and introduced you to his Daisuke begrudgingly.

“There now that you’ve seen my lovely girlfriend please go” Haru ushered Daisuke eager to shoo him away to which Daisuke coldly stared back Haru challengingly. Sensing the tension between the two you decided to step in ease the situation.

“Hello Mr.Daisuke, its nice to meet the co worker Haru holds in high regard,” you cheerfully proclaimed “ please join us for dinner at least”. You figured it was the polite thing to do despite the fact that you certainly were not prepared for any guests.

Haru gave you a side eye glance to which your squeezed his hand lightly, ‘be polite Haru’

Daisuke thankfully assessed the situation and smiled at you thanking you for the offer, “I’m afraid I must head home unfortunately but thank you for the offer, I hope you and Kato San have a nice evening,” with a polite bow and patting Haru on the back, he was gone.

Haru blinked confused at the rich man’s bizarre actions, perhaps he really did want to see whether Haru was bluffing about someone waiting at home for him everyday and wanted to confirm you in fact were real, regardless how that he saw you his purpose of visiting was done and he’d leave the couple alone for the evening ( to Haru’s absolute joy). After you ushered him inside and he got in to take a shower and get changed.

Walking out in more comfortable but presentable clothing Haru came out drying his hair with a towel to find you neatly setting up a dinner table with various dishes. He scanned the menu recognizing some of the dishes- they were some the meals you and Haru had worked together on when you first started dating. Seeing them all lined up and well plated reminded him of the time when the both of you first started to have stay at home dates. He’d teach you how to cook various recipes, the both of you becoming extremely flustered whenever you two got a bit two close or made contact of hands. Eventually the two of you became less shy and comfortable with each other, years passed by and you guys became inseparable.

You finished setting the table to look up and see Haru leaning on the door frame with a goofy smile on his face to which you beamed back. He walked up to you and slowly to your surprise pulled you in for another hug placing a small kiss on your cheek.

“The dishes-“he began messing with the ends of your hair,”the ones you made tonight ? You did this on purpose right ?”

Your eyes light up happy that the subtle thought you put into the menu was noticed. You pointed to a plate of pastries that sat on the table, ”So you noticed ? Remember this one ? It was the first time I came over to your place and we made this.”

Haru nodded and pointed to the dish next to it, “ and this one is the first thing we cooked when we moved in to your new apartment together!”

The hug grew tighter and a familiar warmth bloomed in your chest as Haru whispered “Thank you...for everything, I love you” before pulling you over to the table to enjoy the evening sampling a bite of what you made.

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So Henry, you want to start a YouTube channel? - Chapter 4

Summary: Twenty five year old YouTuber Sandy Choi has no idea that one of her five million subscribers is the one and only Henry Cavill. When he asks her to help him out with starting his own YouTube channel, she falls more and more in love with her. But she should’ve known that dating one of the most desirable bachelors, does come with a prize.

Henry Cavill x Sandy Choi (ofc)

Warnings: None

Wordcount: 3.1k

A/N: If you want to be on the taglist, please let me know. Also, I really like reading that you like the story. Such a great way to make my day xx

Masterlist // Channel introduction // Previous chapter // Next chapter

The next day Sandy uploaded a new video. It’s a summer night time routine and Henry watches every second of it, making mental notes as the video progresses. He is even thinking about picking up a skin care routine himself, simply because she is doing it. The Sandy on his iPad screen takes off her make-up and he admires her. She already looks adorable with make-up on, probably because of her cheeks, but seeing her bare face like this, he can’t help but wonder what life would look like if she was his girlfriend.

These last two days, he realized he not only admired her, her work ethic and the way she shows her life on the vlogs and makes it look like she has her shit together, but that he was falling in love with her. And he is falling head first.

He can’t stop himself anymore. He dreams about a life where Sandy Choi is his girlfriend. She would walk into the kitchen in his shirt, that is way too big for her. She’d be hugging him from behind as he makes her breakfast, pressing kisses on his back. He’d lift her on the counter, so he could press tons of kisses on her cheeks, causing her to giggle. Her slender arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders, whispering sweet nothings in his ear. He thinks about how she would beat his ass with Mario Kart, leaving him a sulking mess. She would kiss him, her soft lips on his, hoping she could brighten him up.

He even envisions her sitting on his lap as she would help him edit a video or sit between his thighs on the couch as he would teach her his favorite games. He’d help her control the console, his thumbs helping hers and kiss her temple every time she does it right.

He has been single for awhile and it was better this way, not dating anyone. Being a bachelor had its perks and he enjoyed it. However meeting Sandy in real life, has him stop him right in his tracks.

He keeps thinking about her smile, about her lovely laugh and the way she blinks her eyes a little quicker when she’s nervous. Everything she does he admires, he likes and he cherishes.

He printed out his favorite picture he made of her yesterday. She’s absolutely stunning and it was not an easy process picking out just one picture he loved. He can’t wait to give her the framed picture. He rewatched some of her videos, hoping he’d get a better idea of what her room looks like. He found a frame in an old box, thinking it would match her aesthetic.

He leans back again the chair, while he holds the picture frame in his hand, staring at Sandy. She’s next to the sunflower and she’s giggling. He can almost hear it again.

She is really photogenic and the fact that she’d let herself being photographed like this, means she’s comfortable with him right?

When she confessed about how she was feeling being around him, he admired her courage to share this with him. It’s personal and he never pecked her for sharing too much personal details of herself this early on in their friendship. She is always pretty neutral in her vlogs, never really personal. He watched some of her Q&A’s and she managed to answer everything, but still leave a lot to the imagination.

The Sandy on his iPad is walking in the most adorable pajamas he has ever seen (a cute pink two piece) to her bed. Her soft voice over says: ‘That is my night time summer routine. I hope you enjoyed this video.’ She gets into the bed and flicks off her light. ‘Remember,’ he hears her say, while the screen stays black, ‘stay hydrated, love yourself and be kind to the people who deserve it and most importantly: yourself.’

Her outro that matches the soft vibe this video has, is a picture of her sitting near her window with a cup of tea in her hand and some links to her social media.

He hears an incoming message and his heart starts to beat a whole lot faster when he sees her name on the screen. Her profile picture is her in a cafe, with a cute beret on her head. She looks cute as a button and the fact that he knows her in real life, is almost like winning the jackpot.

Sandy Choi: I figured out what your first video should be about.

Henry: Enlighten me, please.

Sandy Choi: A channel trailer.

Henry has seen her channel trailer, since she updated hers a few months ago. It was one of the first videos he watched of her. It was beautifully done, but can he do that? Can he pull it off?

Sandy Choi: I can help you out today. If you want of course?

That’s an opportunity that Henry will take with both of his hands. Every moment he can spend with her, is one he’ll take.

Henry: That would be awesome.

He quickly cleans up a bit around the house, rushes upstairs for a quick shower and gets ready in record time. He opts for a dark blue shirt and one of his new jeans shorts. He hasn’t had the chance to wear it yet and he thinks she’d approve of this.

He wonders what she’ll look like today. Yesterday she wore a beautiful white dress, with black sandals underneath them. He can’t believe she thought that she wasn’t fashionable enough for a fashion channel.

Henry hears the doorbell ring, followed by a bark from Kal. He rushes downstairs and he can already see Kal wagging his tail, as if he knows who is coming over. He ushers Kal into the living room and takes a deep breath before he opens up the door.

God, Sandy is adorably beautiful. She wears a jeans short, a white crop top above it and paired it with white platform sneakers. She has put her hairs in two braids, her bangs and some strands of hair framing her face. She has a big bag with her. ‘You walked here?’ he asks her, after he got over his initial shock of how pretty she is.

She nods. ‘Mhm.’

‘You should’ve told me,’ he says, grabbing the heavy looking bag from her. ‘I could’ve picked you up.’

He wonders what her answer will be to that. She keeps on surprising him from time to time. She’s shy, but at the same time she can be real witty. ‘I’m a strong and independent woman, Henry,’ she says, as she walks inside.

He closes the door behind her and he is impressed that she carried this around town for half an hour, without a single drop of sweat. For him, it’s like lifting up a piece of paper, but for someone as petite as her? He shouldn’t have underestimated her like that.

‘Just be careful with that bag,’ she tells him. ‘I brought own camera, laptop, iPad and some other stuff with me. Stuff we’ll need for your channel trailer.’

When Sandy walks into the living room, Kal rushes to her and in excitement, he jumps up. ‘Kal, watch it, that’s not how you greet a lady,’ Henry says, but Kal is having non of it, because he keeps on jumping up, wanting to lick her face. She yelps when he stands on his hind legs, ready to place his front paws on her shoulders. Henry quickly stands between his furry companion and Sandy. ‘Calm down,’ he sternly tells him.

Kal whines, but stays on all of his legs, looking around Henry’s legs to stare at Sandy. ‘Is it safe?’ she softly asks.

‘Yeah, I’m sorry. He’s usually pretty calm, but something about you makes him go mad.’

Sandy smiles and Henry watches as she pets his head. Kal is completely smitten with her, his eyes nearly changing into heart eyes when he looks at her and he leans into her touch. If Henry is being completely honest, he can’t blame him, since he is in the exact same boat as his Akita.

Henry places the bag on the table. ‘You want something to drink?’

She nods. ‘Water.’

‘I have other things,’ he tries, but she shrugs. ‘Sure you don’t want something sweet? Chocolate or—’

‘You have chocolate?’ she asks, standing up straight, looking at him with her eyes enlarged.

Henry knew that that would work. He chuckles. ‘I do.’

She walks up to the table and says: ‘I’d love some chocolate.’

Henry needs to tear his gaze away from her, but if it was up to him, he’d stare at her forever. It’s not just her beauty, it’s her pleasant aura as well. In her videos, she always looks really calm, like she knows what she’s doing. Though Sandy can be pretty quiet around him, he likes having her around. Sometimes he does have a feeling that she’s holding back though. Not only in her videos, but also in real life. He doesn’t think she is fully aware of how funny she is, talented and that not only she’s a great listener, but also a fantastic story teller, in writing and when she’s with him. There’s something deep down there that she has yet to uncover and unleash, to show the world.

‘So, I have been thinking about your channel,’ she says.

Henry walks to the table, places her glass of water and the chocolates on a plate next to her. In complete contrast to yesterday, she seems to be comfortable right away and he thinks that’s a good sign. ‘Tell me.’

‘You know, my channel is based around Life with Sandy Choi. Taking them with me., showing them parts of my life and how certain things work. Maybe yours can be Life with Henry Cavill.’

‘Isn’t that copying you?’

‘It’s not trademarked, Henry,’ she says. ‘But something along the lines of that. Because if you do something like that, means you’re free to upload whatever you want. If you name it, I don’t know… Fitness with Henry or Build a stuff with Henry, you sort of force yourself into one part of yourself.’

She has a point. He leans against the table with his hands. ‘Yeah?’

‘Mhm.’ She grabs her iPad out of her bag and the Apple pen and sits on the chair. It’s adorable to see that her feet are dangling, not even close to touching the floor. She starts to write something, completely lost in her own world, giving Henry time to just simply look at her. He quietly grabs his phone and takes a picture of her, wanting to remember this moment forever.

Sandy finally looks up. ‘What do you think?’ She turns her iPad around and his eyes nearly roll out of their sockets.

‘Did you just make a logo?’ he asks, sitting next to her on a chair.

‘Mhm, just need to finish up the drawing of you and Kal, but other than that, it looks pretty okay, right?’

‘Pretty okay? Sandy, this is fantastic. Honestly, is there something you can’t do?’ He leans in a bit, so he can check out the logo. She made a rough sketch of him and Kal, but even in the sketch, he can tell that it’s them. Above the drawing of them she wrote “life with” and underneath it “Henry (and Kal)”, in such a lovely handwriting.

‘It’s not that great.’

He simply dismisses what she just said there. ‘You are by far the most talented person I have ever met,’ he says, looking up, to see that she’s already watching him. Her face is really close and he watches her tongue wetting her lips. ‘Honestly.’

Her cheeks turn in a soft pink color. ‘Thanks, Henry.’

Henry feels her breath against his lips. He uses all of his willpower not to lean in and kiss her. It would be weird and actually rude to just kiss her, but God, with the way she looks now, he just wished that she was his girlfriend, that he could kiss her whenever he wanted.

‘And I was thinking about your channel trailer,’ she says. ‘We could film some shots today, but you can also start just filming your life. Just like the intros I use before every vlog, you can use some footage you’ll make this week. You don’t have to post that, but it might be useful.’

He heard her, perfectly clear, but he is distracted by his own thoughts. He keeps wondering about how it would feel when she’d place her tiny hand in his. He keeps wondering what it would be like to hug her body close, to have her face buried in his neck, her warm breath against the sensitive skin. ‘That sounds good,’ he eventually manages to say. ‘I really need to find a way to thank you, once the channel is in the air.’

She shrugs. ‘No need to, I like helping you out.’

⟢⟡⟣

Henry doesn’t want this day to end. Though it was really silent every now and then, he noticed that she was getting more and more comfortable with him. She even slapped him across his arm, only to keep on apologizing over and over again, to a point where he simply told her that he barely even felt it.

They had made tons of shots and she really knows what she is doing. Seeing her behind the camera, telling him what he should do, he saw that glimpse of what he knew what was there all along.

Afterwards, she showed him how Final Cut Pro worked, by opening her own laptop and showing him step by step how he could use this program. She even wrote some short cuts down on a piece of paper.

Though he is slightly intimidated by how easily she does it, but she told him that she was worse than he was when she first opened her laptop to edit a video and that he has nothing to worry about.

The two of them only ate some ice cream for dinner, since this hot weather makes it hard for both of them to eat something remotely healthy and the ice cream cools them down. It’s about nine in the evening, but Sandy has yet to leave his place.

If it were up to Henry, she didn’t leave. It’s nice not being alone with a dog, but to have some company, someone to look at during the day, that would be nice. Henry scrolls through the pictures of his phone, while he waits for the freezer to open again, after it vacuumed itself shut. He knows by now that forcing it to open isn’t helping the situation at all, but it gives him plenty of time to look at the pictures he made today of her. He already sent a few to her, but the one he made of her earlier today, with her iPad in hand, is by far his favorite.

That reminds him, he was going to give her the photo he printed out for her. Maybe when she has to leave, he can give it to her.

Finally the freezer opens up again and he gets the ice cubes, to put in her glass of water. Henry walks back to the living room, only to see how Sandy fell asleep against Kal, her head resting on his side.

He smiles as he stares at the sight of the young woman and his dog. Her fingers are wrapped around his paw. Kal lazily opens up his eyes, as Henry pulls out his phone again, to make a picture of the woman he is heavily crushing on and his lovely dog.

He quietly walks upstairs, to make the bed in the guest room. He places an air cooler in the room and fills the tank with some water. He goes downstairs again, only to see her still fast asleep. He really doesn’t want to wake her up, but he also doesn’t want her to sleep on the couch, especially not in that position. It would kill him if she actually strained her back. He carefully slides his hand underneath her knees and her upper body and lifts her up with ease. She places her forehead against his shoulder, her entire body completely relaxed.

Henry can’t stop smiling as he walks up the stairs. He feels her fingers fisting the material of his shirt as she tries to turn on her side in his arms. ‘Easy, easy,’ he softly whispers.

Gently he places her in the bed, taking off her shoes and covering her with a thin blanket. He walks back downstairs, to grab some cooling elements to put in the air cooler. When he is back in the room, he sees she hasn’t moved at all. He tries not to drop the cooling elements in the tank too hard, since he really doesn’t want to wake her up. For a moment he looks at her and tucks a strand of her hair behind her ear, his fingers grazing over her soft cheek. ‘Good night, Sandy.’

Henry walks out of the room, closes the door behind him, when he feels his phone vibrate in his back pocket. He looks at the screen and sees Jackson send him a text.

Jackson: I had to hear from my sweet lady Lacey that you have been meeting up with Sandy Choi for three days in a row now?

Jackson: Were you planning on telling me this?

Jackson: Like ever?

Jackson: Because now I heard the details from Lacey, because Sandy is a nice friend and actually tells her stuff about your rendezvous.

Henry: You only told me about Lacey, two minutes before your party started and since you have been hanging out non stop with her, I have to do my morning run by myself.

Henry: I wanted to tell you then, but if you just leave me hanging.

Jackson: Very funny. How was it today?

Henry: It was amazing, she is really talented. She helped me film something and showed me the editing software. I can't believe that she’s actually part of my life now.

Jackson: That is sickening sweet. You’re still hanging out?

Henry: No, she’s upstairs now.

Jackson: Mister Cavill 😏

Henry: It’s nothing like that. She was tired from filming, being in the sun a lot. She fell asleep.

Jackson: Well, I heard from Lacey that in those seven months that miss Choi is living here, she has yet to spend time with someone else, beside Lacey. Think you’re doing something good, bud.

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