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#sorry for the randomness of this post i swear i wasnt meaning to
lovemepie67 · 2 years
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Nukes Top 5 has been slacking lately. This past weeks vid was lackluster. That’s the ask. I think I’m gonna fk my career off and become a paranormal investigator.
Hope you’re well bae 💜🥰
Honestly I've been following his Twitter and he's posting somewhat regularly tweets so thats decent and he actually interacts with me there!! But honestly I tried the paranormal investigator thing once with my ex and it was too spooky for me. Yeah def not the career field for me 😅
But I just got the news my grandmother died today and idk how to feel about it. I mean don't get me wrong I'm sad but I barely knew her? Yeah we spent the night at her house a decent amount when we were younger, my sister and I, but I don't even remember much about her. I feel bad cuz I feel like I should be sad but I'm at a ropes end with my mum so I think that's why I don't really "care" as much? Idk.
Sorry about the rant 😭😭 I've just been so busy with work and my kids I rarely have time for my phone anymore 😅😭
Rip my active status lmao
Thank you for messaging me luv ♡ it's always a day brightener when I see your asks!!
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astronomical-bagel · 2 years
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so i was looking through the notes of that one "shoot for the moon" post that i added that mumbojumbo screenshot onto and... holy shit i cannot believe how much i have fucked it up for this guy. completely derailed the post. there are well over a hundred tagged reblogs featuring "hermitcraft" or "mumbo" smth or other and. oh my god if the roles were flipped i think id kill whoever did that to me. ive already apologized in the notes but. op i am so sorry. holy shit.
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cupoftaae · 1 year
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Forever And A Day (KTH x READER) series ♡ please hold my hand (chapter 11)
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Summary: your lifelong friend is forced to face his true feelings for you once he breaks the number one rule of becoming friends with benefits: dont fall in love. He knows he loves you, but you on the other hand need more convincing of the most important thing: the right decision.
Genre: fwb. Roommates, friends to idiots to lovers, fluff, angst, smut, the whole 9 yards tbh.
Pairing: taehyung x female!reader
rating: 18+ (minors dni!!!)
word count- 6k
chapter warnings- swearing, fighting, so much fucking angst omg, anxiety, panic attack, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of body issues, mentions of abortion.
author note- Hey guys, apologies on the delayed posting, life has yet to calm down for me and im writing in my free time to try and distract me, (free time which is very limited) I wrapped up my semester and now im getting a job, recently someone close to me passed and on top of that im dealing with family fights and shit, so ive been trying to not rip my hair out. I love all of you guys so much and appreciate you for reading my stories, i know im a smaller author on here just writing silly bts fics and stuff but I find comfort in having a small community on here that I can run to when I need to just get away from everyone irl. Sorry for the blabbling but yes- bottom line is I just appreciate you all so much <3 feel free to ever message me anytime if you need someone to talk to, im here always.
enjoy the chapter!
Taehyung knew you were off
something wasnt right and he knew it, but he also knew to give you time to come to him on your own.
The next morning he sat with you in the bathroom, it was pretty early and birds could be heard outside chirping as the sun rose.
"so....whats going on?" he asked
You woke up first, trying (Failing) to come up with some way to explain that you are pregnant, he heard you pacing the room and stress organizing random shit, so he awoke too.
"nothing"
He frowned, "but last night you told me you wanted to talk" he gently reached out and pulled you closer to him, your eyes glued to the floor.
"oh that..i um...."
its now or never.
Do it.
tell him.
Tell him you are pregnant, we're gonna have a ba-
"i was wondering when I could have my phone back" you blurbed out
His eyes sank to yours, "Y/N...." he sighed, "when we get back to Busan"
"but i just want to check stuff...really quickly" you looked at him, eyes wide
"i dont think thats a good idea"
"why not?"
"because of everything that is going on...you dont need to get hurt by Kaito and his stupid ass friends anymore than you already have"
"but-"
"no" he shushed, "those rumors are only rumors and will die down soon, fuck that school....just enjoy the rest of the week with me" he softly whispered, pressing the lightest kiss to your lips as you frowned.
sure, it was an excuse to cover up the actual problem at hand, but you really did want your phone back, your mind had been so caught up with baby kim that you completely forgot about the shit storm you had to walk into the moment your flight landed back in Busan.
You refused to look at him as he rubbed your back, "cmon, lets shower"
you both ended up underneath the warm water, cuddling up as your face leaned into his chest, silently.
His hands softly roamed to hold your hips, squishing your skin slightly.
"hey!"
He softly giggled, "m'sorry baby"
"no" you scoffed and tried to move his hands off your waist. "I know I gained weight dont make me feel like shit"
He immediately frowned, "honey i wasnt trying to make you upset, you look beautiful, I think you actually look even prettier, you were losing so much weight this past year with stress and school....you look healthier"
"healthy is code for fat, no?"
Taehyung shook his head, "no baby, i mean it, you are so beautiful"
you turned around to face the shower head as he ran his fingers through your wet hair.
"why are you so moody?" he whispered softly, kissing your shoulder
"im not!"
He hummed, "kinda..."
"just stop" you sighed, wringing your hair out and pushing the curtain aside to get out, drying and wrapping your body with a towel as Taehyung watched, concerned.
You wanted to tell him so bad, but every time the possibility of even mentioning the situation tried to come up, you froze.
You still couldn't fathom it yourself....you were so young...and about to have a kid that you didnt plan for.
You hated it. You hated every ounce of it, because now you were growing attached to the small little thing, it didnt even have a formed body yet and it was already starting to make you feel protective and soft.
You found yourself resting your hand on your abdomen every now and then, not even realizing it. You also saw yourself whispering to it as you ranted when you were alone.
You didnt hate the baby, its not like they asked to be there, it was yours and taehyungs fault, and it was a symbol of the love between you both.
What you hated however- was the fact you knew you didnt have what it takes to be a mother, and the baby would end up resenting you and never speaking to you after 18 years.
You were guilty and sad and struggling, and all you wanted to do was be held and loved and told that it was gonna realistically be okay.
And you knew the only way you could get that is if you told someone.
The rest of the week went by okay,
Your mother had taken tae and you up to her friends farm where you both had worked and helped him plant flowers, you also discovered that this "friend" of hers was anything but.
"hey they look kinda cute" taehyung giggled, filling the soil with his potted flowers
you crossed your arms, "no they dont, shes literally seeing someone and didnt even tell me!! her daughter!!! can you imagine??"
Taehyung smiled, "well...its not like you and i arent keeping anything from her right" he smirked
"if we told her we were 'dating' I doubt she would be shocked, this is different"
"how so?"
"Shes just...." you sighed and watched the front porch of his farm, where your mom and him sat on the swing "thats not my dad"
"dont you want her to be happy, y/n?"
"this isnt about that....what if he breaks her heart like dad did? what if he just fucking leaves when things get difficult?"
Taehyung looked at you softly, knowing this was more than you being upset at your mom finding a romantic interest and not telling you.
"its okay" he whispered, pulling your attention back to the flowers.
Your mind was racing, and suddenly you got hit with a thought that knocked the wind out of you.
What if taehyung left?
the men in your life dont have a good track record here, and what if him being happy over the baby isnt true, what if he is mad and leaves....its so easy for him to just leave.
As the trip ended, you began to distance yourself slightly, as if you were already trying to prepare for when he does go.
The morning of your flight, the thought of getting on another plane ride nauseated you
"we gotta get you anti-motion sickness pills" taehyung smiled, handing you your coffee order from the airport starbucks. "you arent even on the plane yet and you seem pale."
Coffee, not good for the baby. You read that on a forum last night.
You nod, looking off into the distance as he tries to hold your hand to walk to the end of the terminal, you slowly step away
"you ok?" he whispers, looking at you
"y-yeah...just clammy...dont wanna hold hands"
He nodded in understanding.
You wanted to hold him, climb on his back as he walked even, but you needed to distance yourself, in case it ended up being just you and baby.....just as was with your mom and you.
As you found your way to your seats, you tried to just sleep away all your thoughts, but it proved more difficult than you hoped.
Taehyung slept peacefully as you bounced your knee and picked at your nails. The poor woman sitting in front of both of you struggled to keep her own children in their seats while she fed her newborn, who was beginning to wail.
Damn....you were overwhelmed just watching
Taehyung woke up and darted his eyes to the kids in front of him, one boy peeking around to both of you and sticking out his tongue.
He softly giggled and waved, whispering "hello" as he shot you a knowing look.
They made a small interaction with eachother, doing silly faces back and forth until the younger child got tired and crawled over to his mothers lap once more. To say it wasnt cute was a lie.
Maybe he would be okay, perhaps you were overthinking it all
He would be excited, right?
You weakly smiled and took a sip of water, stomach churning.
Taehyung lifted the arm-rest so he could move closer, his arm pulling you to him as he kissed your head- you were trapped.
"Want some mint gum?" he whispered, reaching into his little bag
"no im okay"
"princess it might help the nausea?"
you sighed and leaned away, "im fine just stop"
he frowned and looked back at the small tv in front of him, his own mind stressing over if he did or said something wrong to you. Youve been super moody towards him since the trip and it was a tad bit concerning.
You felt awful, but you were overstimulated with so much shit that you couldnt put on a lovey dovey act right now.
Taehyung put his headphones on and unwrapped the piece of gum, placing it into his own mouth as his head rested against the seat, defeated.
this is wrong
this is so fucking wrong, and you know it. He has been there for you time and time again, and you just push him away when you know he would be more than accepting of the situation that very much involves the two of you.
Rip the fucking bandaid off.
Later that night, you two finally arrived home to your apartment after getting out of your uber.
"let me take these to the elevator" tae smiled, taking your luggage and throwing it over his shoulder.
"thanks" you whispered, rubbing your eyes in exhaustion.
You leaned against him after pressing the button of your floor and getting your key out.
"sleepy?" he mumbled
"yeah..."
the doors open and both of you walk down the hall, passing doors of other apartments.
It was peaceful, being home.
You had fun with your mother and spending your birthday at your childhood home, but nothing will beat the comfort of this apartment.
You watched the back of taehyungs head as he walked in front of you, holding two suitcases while making sure his fish baby was okay as well, it was adorable.
Your eyes were fixated on him as you approached the end of the hall
You placed the key into the door and practically watched him drop everything to the floor, (besides the tiny fish tank)
"we can unpack tomorrow right?" he sighed, tiredly
you nod and begin to walk into your bedroom, where taehyung follows.
after getting comfy and clean, the two of you settled into bed in the dark room.
Taehyungs arm draped over your waist, keeping your back flush against his chest.
You sighed, closing your eyes as peacefully as you could as his lips found their way to your shoulder and neck
"tae-"
"i missed you" he whispered, a hint of humor in his voice
your eyes stayed glued to the wall
"dont get me wrong, I love your mom, but she is the number one cock blocker-"
"im tired and want to sleep." you speak, voice stern now.
he pulled away as if you burned him, "...sorry" his head fell against the pillow as he rolled to lay on his back.
It was quiet for a moment, "did i do something wrong?" he whispered
you took a second to reply, "what?"
"this entire week, things have been....weird....with us. Did i upset you, princess?"
Taehyungs voice was low and shaky, as if he was afraid of breaking you. Sure, the week was bad in the aspects of Kaito and his bullshit, but there was no reason to take it out on taehyung.
"are you saying this because I dont want to have sex right now?" you sat up, looking at him with disgust.
He quickly threw his hands up in defense, "baby- no!! Thats not it at all, its nothing to do with anything like that"
You audibly sighed, running your hands over you face as you listened to him speak
He continued, "you just seem....off...and i want to make sure that you are ok"
to make sure....that you are ok.
The man who has little to worry about in this life, and situation wants everything to be okay.
You threw the covers off your body, rising to your feet as you walked towards the bathroom, suddenly it was too much again.
Too much to juggle, too much for one single woman to deal with at once, it wasnt fucking fair that you were here right now.
You blamed yourself because you both were careless, and now you blame yourself because you have authority, and responsibility for this child. Yes- he may want it, but your mind races back to the fact of how he struggles to even look after himself. He might get overwhelmed and give up, your life may fall apart, and hes rambling about YOU being OKAY?
"where are you going?" he got up quickly, following after you
You pivoted on your heel, blocking him from entering the bathroom with you, "i just want to be alone right now taehyung, Please"
He scoffed, "you cant act like this, get me all worried, then run away and hide, thats not fair!"
Your eyes widened, "not fair? why is how I act not fair to you? why do you assume every action, every emotion, every breath is about YOU??"
He stood back a little, not prepared for how you suddenly turned from cold shoulder to just plain angry.
"y-you have no idea!" you gripped your hair as you got a glance of yourself in the mirror, and as quick as it was, tears began to form at the lining of your eyes.
"idea of what, y/n? you are scaring me" taehyung whispered, unsure if he should attempt to comfort you.
You took a few breathes and rubbed your arms to self soothe yourself, "Its late....im tired....youre tired, lets just sleep please"
"sleep? after this?"
you nod, silently shutting the door to the bathroom as he stood in front of it. "you are gonna sleep in the fucking bathroom?"
"who cares if I do?"
He sighed, looking down. He wanted to help and was only met with a door slamming to the face, and you ignoring his pleas to help you with whatever this was.
He tried once more, hand jiggling the door handle, "baby...baby please....."
You sat on the other side, your back pressed against the door and your knees to your chest as tears fell freely now. You felt like an awful person- perhaps you were one.
He whispers, voice cracking, "whats going on? why wont you....why cant I help?"
You wiped your eyes, looking down at your hands as taehyung spoke behind the door. "please just go...."
"no...im not going to leave you when you are in an emotional state like this"
"please." you try once more
"y/n, im not joking around anymore, open the fucking door."
Your heart raced at his sudden fed up tone, you knew he wasnt going to let this rest tonight.
"y/n....open the door"
the two rooms were filled with silent breathing, it felt like forever before you suddenly stood up as he listened to your shuffling.
You blew your nose and looked at yourself in the mirror again, a mess. an absolute mess, how could one fuck up this badly?
suddenly...this is beyond you, especially in this moment.
Its not just your life anymore, and you are being selfish a bit. He has a right to know, its not just a you problem. You sigh, eyes on the mirror. all you could see was someone whos had maybe one of the biggest downfalls of the century....but you also saw a girl who was vulnerable, and wanted to try.
Your hand shakes as it moved to unlock and open the door, you met taehyung who stood there with fear in his eyes, obviously more than just concerned over the bizarre behavior.
"taehyung." you whispered so quietly, that if any other noise was occurring in the house, he wouldnt have heard you.
He stuck his eyes onto yours, not leaving for a second.
"i-im.." you choked, trying to compose yourself.
"youre what, princess?" he whispered, using your same soft and comforting tone
shaking your head, you let out a soft sob, feeling embarrassed but knowing there was no other way around the situation anymore, and the longer you dragged this out, the worse things crumbled
you said it in one, big, relieving exhale. it felt wrong to say aloud, but your chest was no longer tight, breathing was slightly easier.
"i'm pregnant."
Taehyung's air left his lungs, his face contorted into different expressions, mouth moving to form words yet nothing was coming out.
You couldnt look at him anymore, eyes darting to your feet.
"i-im sorry...fuck" you walked past him, moving into the living room as he stayed where he was.
You stood in the center of the room, shocked at what you had just done on some random night, the clock read 2:28am. You wanted something special, and instead you dumped it on him as if you were telling him what you were making for dinner.
he looked around, the words you just said suddenly hitting him, suddenly becoming real.
"youre what?" he whispered to himself, heart beginning to race as he turned around quickly and chased after you.
you had moved to sit near the window, looking at the city in the dark room. His soft footsteps could be heard over your quiet cries.
"dont hate me" you cried, "please dont hate me" you wiped your eyes, unable to turn around to face him. "I already hate myself, I know this isnt what we had planned but god...taehyung," you turned your head softly, eyes blood-shot, "please dont go" you whispered.
He stood behind you, hands clammy.
You tried your best not to have a full blown meltdown, you were already tired enough.
He slowly sank to his knees, a softer expression overtaking his previous one.
"i-if you w-want me to abort it, I dont think I can" you sobbed, "i know school isnt even done yet, we are so young and everyone will hate me, im so sorry taeh-"
He inturrupted you quickly, wrapping you into his arms tightly, tears of his own falling. "no, no no,.." he tucked your face into his neck, softly swaying. "no...no no"
You only cried harder, your hands clutching his shirt with a plea to not leave.
"I-" he sighed, taking a few breathes, "I could never leave you" his hands tightened, "you mean so fucking much to me, and you think I would ever leave, or ask you to abort the baby? something we made, together?"
His eyes were shut, voice trembling with fears of his own, however most of all he was relieved you finally told him.
"i love you so much, god y/n, I love you so much" he rocked a little, hand brushing up and down your back. "you thought I would hate you? baby, no....God no"
"I was so scared" you whisper, unable to pull away
"it's going to be okay, i promise, I know its not the ideal situation, but im not going anywhere, im here for you, okay?"
You sniff, his thumb caressing your cheek softly
"we are going to be good parents, a good supportive family, i'll never leave you"
his hand gently moves down to your stomach, holding the non noticeable baby. suddenly everything made sense.
"we got this, right? we...we can handle anything, because we are a team, and I love you"
"i love you too" you sniff, head pounding.
His eyes scanned yours, "keeping it, is what you want right?"
You nod
"then thats what we will do, and guess what? everything will be fine" he smiled so softly and lovingly, your heart felt constricted. "it'll be difficult, but we are here, together."
"together" your voice is tired and scratchy, a part of you feeling weightless as the fact he now knows sinks in. Its no longer a built up secret you have to hide, he knows.
"and...maybe being parents will be fun?" he giggles quietly, "we can do trips with them, nothing has to change, y/n."
You sigh softly, looking at him, "a lot is going to change, and you need to prepare yourself for that, its not like having a pet, its a real baby with real needs that depends on us for survival..." you look at your clasped hands, "its serious shit"
He nods, frowning a bit
"and I need to start getting a job that pays more than what Ms.Choi is giving me....this is gonna be expensive, I dont know what we are gonna do" your hand covered your face as your breathing picked up again, taehyung watching.
"we will work it out, is what we will do" he spoke softly, he gently removed your hands from your face. "have you seen some of the people who have kids and make it out alive? I think you and I will be just fine...." he speaks "and plus....I think our parents would be more than happy to not only hear about this, but help out too"
You sighed, "fuck I forgot we need to tell our families, Taehyung thats gonna be so embarrassing! my mom-"
"probably already suspected we were closer than 'friends', and how is that embarrassing? our parents have been trying to push us together for quite some time"
"because I dont talk about this shit with people, even my mom, and it makes me .....uhg"
He giggles softly, "shh...its okay, im sure she knows you arent 19 anymore, we are adults"
adults. yeah.
His hands gently held your sides, "my beautiful girl....how long have you known?"
You pushed the hair out of your face, "since Wednesday, I took a test on my birthday"
Taehyung frowned, "and youve been dealing with this alone since then?"
You nod, "remember when I said I needed to get tampons? yeah...I bought a test instead" you slightly smile.
He nodded "hm..im sorry you had to deal with that, Your behavior is forgiven"
"oh about that...im sorry for being a bitch to you, you were just trying to help."
He sighs softly, "y/n, you dont need to apologize, I was just worried about you....im sure within the next 9 months we will deal with a lot of scary emotions, so I better suck it up"
You smile, "i'll try to be good"
"you already are" he kissed the top of your head, helping you both stand to your feet. He looked at your stomach, a smile in knowing what was in there. "baby" he gestured, "thats ours"
You nod, hands resting on his shoulders,
"we will be fine?"
"we will be more than fine...we will be great"
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The next morning, you had decided on taking a day off to just live in bed.
This was your last day before you returned to classes for the last bit of the semester, so you wanted to take it easy as possible before facing the crazy drama to come.
You laid under the covers, sipping the water taehyung had given you as he placed the duffle suit case onto the end of the bed, taking out the clothes and folding them, putting them into your closet.
"so have you thought about calling your doctor?" he spoke up, watching you eat the breakfast he made you.
You sat up a bit, "yeah, im gonna call her today possibly, ill make an appointment for this weekend."
He smiles shyly, "can I come?"
You couldnt help but giggle, "you are the father, so yes obviously you can"
"well I didnt know what your boundaries are here..."
You tilt your head, "what do you mean?"
"well like.." he folded one of your dresses, "we havent established our "relationship" if you will, and so I wasnt sure what the boundaries were for me-"
You smile, "I mean....taehyung...we are having a child together, I dont think we have to worry about formalities anymore, right?"
He smiles, shrugging as he hung up more of your clothes, something you insisted on doing yourself but the overprotective taehyung was already sprung into action, forcing you to do absolutely nothing.
"well when you say it like that It sounds funny" he giggled
"hmm then do as you want" you mumbled as he climbed onto the bed, sitting next to you and holding your hand. He cleared his throat before speaking "y/n...would you do me the honor of being my girlfriend, officially?"
"that is so middle school" you snort
"yes or no"
"wow, an offer that includes strings attached, thats new"
"hey you were the one who suggested friends with benefits"
"and now we are sitting here pregnant"
Taehyung giggled, "yes or no!!!"
"hmm.....yeah I guess"
you laughed as he flung onto you, kissing all over your face and holding you close, his long legs knocking off some of the laundry piles he made.
"there goes the clothes" you frown
"aish I'll fold them again, dont worry angel" he sat up and stood after giving you a long kiss on the lips, making you blush.
You want to call yourself silly for worrying so much, the taehyung standing in front of you is incomparable to the one you imagined he would be after telling him, you are relieved but know a lot more is still to come.
You knew taehyung loved you, and wanted to care for you as much as possible, but God, little did you know to what extent.
"taehyung I can walk to class myself, Walking is good for me"
You looked back at your boyfriend as he watched you exit the car while dropping you off at class the next day.
"just be careful, ok? and dont let anyone try anything with you" his eyes scanned the students roaming the campus. "call me if they do, yeah?"
You smile, nodding, "sure....okay, I love you"
"I love you too, ill pick you up at 3 ok?"
You nod softly, waving him off as you begin to walk to class.
You were sweaty with anxiety, eyes forced down to the ground you walked on to avoid any weird glares thrown your way.
This whole Kaito and Annie situation was, and should be, the least of your worries right now- all you wanted to do was finish the semester and be done for a little while, enjoying your pregnancy the best you can with Taehyung at home..
You walked into your theatre class, you were met with Chae, who you havent spoken to in months.
"y/n...where have you been?" she raised a brow, looking up from her phone.
"um, vacation"
"oh" she lowers her gaze on you, you suddenly feel angry that she even feels like its ok to communicate with you right now after taking Kaitos side.
"hows taehyung?" she continues as you take a seat
"im here for class, and class only, dont start anything with me" you spoke without even looking in her direction.
"I just think its funny that you flea right when everything is going on" she shrugged
"I went to go see my mom, not that its any of your buisness"
"listen, kaito isnt a great person and all but he is my friend, and you cheated on him with taehyung after blowing him off"
You scoffed, "oh like how he almost blew my face off? with his fist?"
She sighed, "and poor annie too....she liked taehyung and you just-"
You stopped her from finishing, "listen, chae, You dont know anything and If i were you i would worry a little less on my life and more on yours, everyone knows you failed your final exam because you cant keep your head out of other peoples asses for 3 fucking seconds" you bit and immediately stood, walking out before class even started.
maybe your english class will go better than this one.
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Later that night, you sat in bed, head full of worry of what the next 2 weeks would bring at school.
in total, 5 kids had came up to you asking if the "rumors were true!"
you wish you had the willpower to punch their stupid fucking faces, but you needed your degree.
You decided against telling taehyung, which, yes, has proved to not be a good thing to do but you didnt want him to worry anymore about you. You are 23, a big girl who can handle childish college drama. they just need to get over it, and hopefully after they see that you dont care, they will move on with their lives.
"hey im back" taehyung walked into your room, a bag of snacks from the small store down the street, you were craving chips and he wasted no time going to grab them for you.
"are these good?" he held up the snacks, making your stomach growl,
"mm yes, thank you baby" he came over and gave you them, kissing you on the forehead. "what else did you get?" you smiled, looking at the semi-full grocery bag in his hand.
He turned shy, a small innocent smile on his face, "oh um.." he reached into the bag and pulled out a small teddy bear that had the initial of K on it, it was utterly adorable. he giggled softly, "I saw it there and thought it would be cute for the uh, baby" he spoke quietly.
"taehyung" you pouted, holding the bear, "im gonna cry this is such a soft thing for you to do" you giggled and looked at him, "they will love it honey"
"you think?" he smiled
"yes of course" you cupped his face, your heart filled with so much love for this boy, "come here" you whispered, arms reaching over his shoulders as he gently laid against you.
"youre so fucking cute...I love you" you whispered, hand running in his hair
"I love you too" he hummed, eyes closing against your chest.
You looked at the bear again, brining it closer to you. "K for kim"
"yess" he giggled softly
You kissed his head gently and held him tight, "thank you...for being here."
"I wouldnt miss out on this for anything, y/n."
You tried your best to not tear up at his soft words
"can I?" he gestured to your stomach
you nod, curious to what he wants to do
He carefully rolls up your tank top and kisses your stomach, whispering something
"Hi baby, its tae- er, its your daddy" he giggled, looking up at you as you watched happily
"I know from your perspective, things seem crazy but I promise mommy and I are gonna make you the happiest baby ever, we love you so much" he smiled, kissing your stomach once more as you felt tears fall. “We won’t let anything happen to you”
You brushed his hair back as he looked up, eyes meeting yours. “Honey why are you crying?”
“Because” stupid hormones.
He smiled and crawled up, kissing you gently before you brought him down to lay on you again.
“It’s silly…I was so fucking scared to tell you this, so afraid I’d be alone, or that shit would fall apart….but strangely now I feel like for the first time in forever, things are going ok”
He smiles as well, “I feel the same way, im genuinely happy”
“Me too…maybe this was meant to happen, hm?”
“The universe planted a baby into our laps and suddenly we are cured of any issue”
You laughed, “well, not quite, but in most aspects I feel happier than I did before, im glad we are doing this together”
“I am too, it’s gonna be so fun going to all the appointments and then finding out the gender, oh and getting to decorate the nursery”
You rubbed his back, feeling content in his words. “I was thinking about when we tell your family and mine, they are gonna be like oh my god when we tell them we are dating, then boom, pregnancy!”
He looked up, watching you as you spoke.
“Aren’t your parents gonna be angry we did things in the wrong order? Baby before marriage? What if I get disowned” you teased
“Listen, we both know my parents words aren’t anything to take seriously, they are all bark and no bite…im not gonna let them or anyone else do or say anything to hurt you”
“I just want us to be happy”
“And we will be, in our own little bubble” his hand gently rubbed your stomach “are you nervous? About motherhood?”
“More than anything taehyung”
“I’ll be here to help you, ok? You are such a sweet and loving person, you’ll have no issue being a mom and doing it flawlessly at that”
“It’s not just my skill I’m worried about, it’s just….it’s silly but I’m scared about my body changing. I struggle with these things and I know weight gain is healthy in pregnancy but…”
“Baby I refuse to hear you talk badly about your figure…look at you, so fucking sexy and you don’t even have to try. I don’t care what weight you are, or how you look now vs in 9 months, I love you for you and nothing will change that”
You frowned as he kissed all over your face “I love you too…”
“Eat your snacks baby, then let’s get some sleep yeah?”
“Yes…” you opened up the chip bag as taehyung got into his night clothes.
“Oh I scheduled the appointment today” you spoke up, biting into a wafer.
“Yeah? How was it?”
“Well I was a little timid about telling her but she was very happy to know and said she will take me in on Saturday morning for an ultrasound”
Taehyung jumped back into bed, “ah! This is so exciting baby”
“Mm” you giggle, giving him a chip.
“Do we find out the gender?”
You found his words adorable “no sweet boy, that’s not for a bit, but we get to hear the heartbeat and take home sonograms”
“Ohh, yay!” He smiled, cuddling back into you, arm resting over your abdomen protectively.
“Did you feed fishy?” You gesture to the small tank next to the bed. Taehyung shot up “shit…I will now, sorry little guy” he frowned.
“Hope you don’t forget to feed our human baby”
“No promises” he teased, sprinkling some food pellets into the water for the small yellow fish.
You waited for him to return next to you as he settled under the covers. “Comfy baby?” He whispered, shutting the lamp off.
“Mm” you cuddled into him once more as he rubbed your back.
“I love you”
“I love you more my angel, goodnight”
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iloveroblox48 · 2 months
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opposites attract ❣︎
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❣︎ ➝ Masterlist here!
❣︎ ➝ Tags: (somewhat) nerd izuku midoriya!! and popular fem reader,no quirks mentioned,mentions of bullying,one cuss word,fluff,angst if you squint,short fic btw!
❣︎ ➝ A/n: hey ya guys!ヽ(・∀・)ノ this is an izuku fic because he deserves some love this is also because i looove this trope too!anyways i swear im going to write for more characters (◞‸◟) i’ve got some more drabbles im working on but shh..anywho i might start to be less active on here because of school but i promise i’ll try to post as much as i can! anyways ignore any grammar/spelling mistakes requests open as always enjoy! ⁽˙³˙⁾
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When izuku was in middle school he was quiet, reserved,and always has his nose in a book.this made him an easy target for bullying, did it suck? of course it did! he got picked on by popular guys, ignored by girls even laughed at when he had mustered up the courage to ask them out.oh how he hated those years of middle school,but nonetheless he persevered through those tough years and made it high school.
Once middle school was over he had worked on himself no longer being the small fry everyone had remembered him as he had grown taller,and had gained some muscles.he was still a nerd though so did he think anything would change? no he thought high school would be the same but fortunately it wasnt he made a few friends and many people left him alone just like he had wanted was he popular? no but he was fine with that! he went about his days and classes like it was nothing
until he met you he had seen you in one of his classes he noticed you i mean who wouldn’t you were bubbly,kind,and well known! for good things of course.he had admired you from afar the way you proudly answered the question,the way you volunteered to help people,how you were in so many clubs! it was amazing really! he always thought he had no chance with you,all those years off bullying holding back him back all those horrible memories.so he continued to admire you from afar.
but little did he know that you had been noticing him too,you saw him and his happy smiles,his dorky scuffed red shoes,the random books he would read in class,honestly it was getting a little creepy the way you watched him in class did he never noticed though,many people had asked you out you would always tell them “sorry i’ve got my eyes on someone else” or maybe even “im actually not interested sorry” in hopes that maybe that one cute dork would talk to you notice you.so when you guys had gotten paired up together for a project you were over the moon! him not so much…you looked at him when the teacher had called your name to partner up his eyes had met yours but quickly looked away a small blush displayed on his cheeks
“hey izuku! im super excited to do this project im glad i got someone who actually tries in this class you know”
“i know im uh glad i got you as a partner too”
“okay so do you want to meet up maybe every…friday at the library or do you have somewhere else you want to meet up?”
“uhm yeah the library is fine”
“okay great! just give me your number and we can plan things out”
“my..my number?”
“duh your number we need to plan when to meet up right?”
“oh right”you hand him your phone and he types away,he hopes you dont see his hands trembling
“text you soon bye izuku!”
Ever since that day you guys would hang out at the library for the project,well unfortunately the project came to an end but your hangouts didn’t if anything they grew,you would hang out after school,he would come to your school club events, and more.he wanted to make a move sure but it was scary he was laughed out all those years ago what makes him think you wont laugh at him too!
so it was clear you had to take things into your own hands you had texted him to meet at your local cafe to hangout like normal he didn’t question it just told you to name a time and place. it was a warm sunday you had dressed in one of your favorite outfits and you hoped he would look as cute as always! you had arrived first and asked for a booth, after a little bit the bell to the door had rung you looked up to see your green haired friend you waved him over to sit with you. he shuffled into the seat across from you. after a while your food and drinks cames, you guys were talking like normal but knowing what you were going to ask made your plam sweaty you just had to rip the band aid off!
“hey izuku”
“yeah”
“can i uhm tell you something?”
“of course you can talk to me about anything”
“i..i like you..”
“i like you too! your my friend why wouldn’t you!” he was smiling so brightly at you! is this guy stupid? your heart was about to leap out of your ass this is so embarrassing.
“no i mean like i like like you”
“oh..uhm”
“i understand if dont feel the same way..i just needed to get it off my chest..”
“i just dont know what to say”
“well maybe you can start by telling me if you like me back”
“ive liked you for a long time..i just..can i please be your boyfriend? and then i’ll take you on a proper date”a blush was forming across his face
“of course izuku.”
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brelione · 4 years
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Love and Hate (The Best Boys)
dude come on. you said you’d upload the next chapter on christmas and now it’s been a whole week after and it’s still not out. :(, hi! when are you posting the next chapter of tbb??, tbb????, Are you posting the next chapter of best boys soon? I miss her, when will you be posting the next part of the best boys series??, Ok I’m over TBB I’m just gonna say she ends up with Blah Blah and they live happily ever after, the end. Thank you for the amazing read, it has been fun❤️, TBB is literally the last series I have to finish before I can finally peace out of the shithole that is the OBX fandom for good but like no rush or anything baby❤️,When do you think you’ll be posting the last chapters of TBB?, Hey queen how’s the writing for best boys going, 
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Yes, im aware this chapter is all over the place. I went through writing four different versions of this chapter and this is the one that I decided to go with. I know that this one is kind of a little ahfioshviowenvionae but it all comes together next chapter (I already started writing the next chapter). Im so sorry that this is so late. I’ve been having issues for a little bit. My grandfather and my dog passed away and I recently had a relapse and I think that’s why it was taking me so long. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter <3
Warnings:Nothing really, swearing and unedited. Also im sorry if you dont like this chapter but like....yeah.
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You were awoken to the sounds of screaming.Topper ended up at the foot of the bed, Kelce still clinging onto you.Rafe was absent from his spot but the mattress was still warm and had a slight dent which let you know that he hadnt been gone long.
You had spent most of the night trying to find the perfect spot on the mattress, one arm thrown over kelce and your heel against the back of Toppers thigh.It seemed like it hadnt been a super long time since the sun had risen which meant that it was probably around seven in the morning by now.
Your heart was thumping in your chest, trying to pay attention to what the voices were shouting.Something about a mess and irresponsibility but you couldnt hear much besides that.Rafe stomped up the stairs, opening his door.He was shirtless, face red from yelling and his eyes slightly watery.You sat up, making Kelce grumble.
 Rafe’s jaw was slightly dropped, his nose beginning to run and his body trembling.“Hey, what happened?”You asked, gaining Kelce’s attention.Topper’s eyes opened slightly, looking over at Rafe.The tall boy didnt say anything, he just dragged his feet across the room and sat back on the bed, mumbling.You were hesitant to grip his hand, squeezing lightly.
He just stared at a wrinkle in the blanket but the sound of something breaking downstairs told you that it had been more than just bickering.Kelce was worried, knowing that his parents had gotten home late last night and would see the mess he had created. “He doesnt want me living here anymore.”Rafe spoke up, a few tears rolling down his cheeks.
You pulled him closer to you, arms around his shoulders as he sobbed, your fingers rubbing against the back of his neck.He squeezed you tightly when he head footsteps coming up the stairs, silently praying to any god that would listen that it wouldnt be Ward.Kelce’s phone kept buzzing but he ignored it, knowing exactly what it was.
He knew that it was coming and he would be lying if he said that he didnt expect it, nervous the whole night as he waited for his phone to blow up.“What are you gonna do?”Topper asked.As much as you wanted to scold him for asking that when Rafe clearly didnt want to talk about it it was still something that you had also been wondering.
Rafe didnt answer, taking in a deep, shaky breath that hurt his ribs before picking up his head and looking over to his friend. “I dont know.”He admitted.His voice hurt your heart, the realisation kicking in that there wasnt really many places that he could go.
Kelce’s phone buzzed again, all of your eyes falling on him.He sighed, glancing at his screen.He had missed calls from his parents, dozens of text in all caps telling him to come home immediately. “They found the door.”He replied, keeping his voice calm.A new wave of silence washed over the room, not knowing what to say to that.
Your eyes watered as you remembered how simple life was a few weeks ago, all of you eating breakfast, watching criminal minds and laughing as Topper recorded it all on his snapchat.Now everything was completely falling apart.You didnt say anything, trying to think of a solution.Rafe couldnt go to Kelce’s house or Topper’s house since Topper’s mother had one of those security cameras outside of her home and she’d recognize him immediately.
She was still pissy about Topper’s accident, she’d explode if he let friends over. “SO what happens now?”Topper asked.You were all out of ideas.A simple drive or icecream or a movie couldnt solve any of this. “I mean...think about it.We’re adults, right?Child protective services cant stop us if we leave.”Kelce muttered.Rafe nodded, snapping his fingers.
 “Yeah, yeah!You’re right.”He agreed, causing your eyes to widen.They were acting insane. They couldnt be serious about just getting up and leaving forever, right? “No, no hes not.We cant just-we cant just leave!”You exclaimed.They were actually going crazy.How could they even think like that? “Why?What do you have here, (Y/N)?”He asked.You paused, thinking about it.
You didnt really have anything.You had your house of course but other than that you had nothing but memories and your boys.You didnt want to admit that he was right, letting out a quiet sigh. “But leaving forever isnt the answer.”You muttered.Rafe rubbed your back, shaking his head. “Doesnt have to be forever, baby.”He answered. 
“But- but just cause we arent kids doesnt mean we cant be registered as missing people.They’ll come after us.”You told them.You knew that nobody outside of this room actually cared about you enough to report you as missing but you were scrambling through your thoughts, desperately hunting for a reason to stay on the shitty island that you had learned to love so much.Topper shrugged, not really caring. 
“Guys, guys. Okay, look. You’re all fucked, ill admit it. But thats fine! Are you guys forgetting that I still have a house- you guys can just stay there until this whole thing blows over just like you always have!”You reminded them, hoping they’d agree. “This isnt gonna blow over, (Y/N). I cant come back here.”Rafe told you, becoming aggravated. 
“THEN MOVE IN! All of you guys, you can just move in, okay? You dont have to leave- I still have my moms money! We’ll figure it out as we go and…. And it’ll be fine.”You insisted. “Move in with you?”Rafe asked. You nodded, wiping your nose. “You practically live with me already, it wont be that different.”You told him, gripping his hand.
 It was a messy blur as Rafe packed his things, grabbing anything that he thought could be important. A photo of his mother, his birth certificate and diploma, laptop and ipad, the Frozen ll record. Kelce and Topper just watched, neither of them ready for anything like this so early in the morning. 
Maybe if you werent so tired and upset you wouldnt have said it, but here you were in Rafe’s truck, a dufflebag full of his things at your feet with the boys in the backseat as he drove to your house, a few tears rolling down his cheeks as the thoughts finally took over his brain. Kelce had got aggravated and shut down his phone entirely, staring out the window. 
The last thing you were expecting was to come down your road only to see a car that was practically falling apart already in your driveway, a tall man with his hands over his forehead as he tried to look in your windows. “What the fuck….”Rafe muttered, reaching for the door handle when you gripped his hand. “Dont, we dont know what he’s doing.”You told him, hoping he’d listen.
 Turns out he wasnt the one you had to worry about, Kelce swinging his door open and sprinting up your driveway before anyone could even stop him. Wherever Kelce went Topper went, the boy struggling to get the seatbelt over his cast before jumping out of the truck and nearly falling into a puddle. “ESCUSE ME! MR SIR! WHAT ARE YOU DOING LOOKING IN MY HOUSE?”Kelce shouted, purposely making his voice deeper.
 The man turned, confused as to why two half asleep teenage boys were walking towards him. “Your house?”The man asked. “Yes, sir. You ever heard of a gay couple before?”Topper asked, making Kelce break character for a moment. 
“Well, no, its not that. Its just that I thought this was someone elses house.”The man muttered, confused. You had slid down your seat, hoping that the man wouldnt see you. “He’s about to leave.”Rafe whispered. 
“Who’s the other guy in the car?”The man asked, pointing to Rafe’s figure. Kelce glanced over at Topper with wide eyes, trying to think. “Our son.”Kelce replied, cringing the moment he said it. The man only looked more confused, looking between the two boys. “How old are you guys?”The man asked, clearly not buying their story. 
“Excuse me? Are you saying that we’re too old to have a son? I did not spend years training for a medical degreee to have some random old man come and tell us how old our son can be!”Topper exclaimed.  “I didnt spend years trying to find a surrogate and figuring out a way to make a robot nanny for this!”He sighed, trying his best not to smile.
“Could you please leave the property before we call the police?”Kelce asked. The man was beyond confused at this point, quickly making his way to his shitty car before slowly backing out of the driveway, eyes still scanning the area before he gave up and went down the street. 
You let out a sigh of relief, moving to get up when Rafe placed his hand on top of your head to keep you down. “Hes coming around again.”He whispered to you, taking in a shaky breath and holding it in his lungs as the car passed a second time. Topper and Kelce were standing by the door, staring at Rafe almost as telling him to get out and make a run for it.
 “Open the door in 3...2…”You didnt wait, jumping out and running towards the house, typing in the key pad as quick as you could, Topper’s hand pushing you inside. “Here he comes again!”He exclaimed, coming in right behind you along with the others before Rafe slammed the door shut and locked it, letting out a laugh.
 “Oh god, that was scary.”He chuckled. Kelce and Topper nodded as well, eventually laughing. “Was that my dad?”You asked. “Maybe.”Topper answered. Now that you thought about it, your dad didnt same important. Nothing did. You lived on a huge rock that’s floating around space and you’re concerned about your dad when your boyfriends best friends are moving in.
 “What’d you tell him?”You asked. “We told him that we’re a gay couple, Topper’s a doctor and Rafe is our child.”Kelce replied. You giggled, snorting. “I mean, as you should.”You replied. “Hell yeah.”Kelce grinned. Topper tapped at his arm. “Bro, you wanna get married?”Topper asked. Kelce laughed again, nodding.
 “I’ll get baptised and get you guys married!”Rafe volunteered, all of you turning to look at him. “Did you just say baptised?”Kelce asked. Rafe nodded, eyebrows furrowing. “Is that not the right word?”He asked. Topper shook his head. “The word is ordained.”He informed the tall boy. “He’s trying his best.”You replied, sitting down on the chair that you werent used to sitting in. 
“You think he’s gonna come back?”You asked. Topper groaned, sitting down. “Well, I hope not. I dont want my husband and I to have to fight him.”He grinned. You rolled your eyes, changing positions in the chair. “Did he look like me?”You asked, leaning your head against the arm rest, groaning when Rafe pushed your legs aside and sat down with you.
 “Not really… he had rat tails for eyebrows.”Kelce replied, putting his fingers over his eyebrows. “Do I have rat tail eyebrows?”You asked, grinning when Rafe reached forward and poked your eyebrow, a chuckle slipping past his lips. “You wish.”He replied. “Fuck off.”You answered. “Dont be fucking rude.”He grinned, kissing you quickly before pulling away with a small smile. 
You were shocked, trying to hide your surprise. It wasnt like you werent used to kissing Rafe by now, it was just that he had never done it in front of the boys before. They looked nearly as confused as you, the thought of Rafe kissing you in front of them never even being a concern until now. They were used to him getting most of your love and attention but that had just stirred something within them. 
“So how are we gonna do this? I dont know about you guys but im not going back to my house anytime soon.”Kelce announced. Rafe lifted his head, looking over to the boy. “You could always sneak in your own window to grab your things...maybe wait until theyre at work. What about you, Top?”Rafe asked, turning his attention to the blonde boy. 
“What do I have at my house that I need? Like, really need.”He asked, grinning when none of you could answer. “Problem solved.”He replied. “What time is it?”Rafe asked, breaking the silence. “Ten.”Kelce replied, closing his eyes as he leaned against the couch. “Im going upstairs to take a nap then.”Topper yawned, slowly making his way down the hall into the first floor guest room. 
It was arguably the worst since it also worked as your moms office, a queen bed pushed into the corner. You wiggled out of Rafe’s grip, smiling when he whined. You went into the kitchen, grabbing a poptart. For the situation you felt rather calm, opening the silver package and taking a bite of one of the sweet pastries. 
The energy in the house felt different than it had yesterday. You werent sure why, maybe it was just the comfort of knowing that the boys were going to be living with you now and you wouldnt have to worry as much about Rafe or Topper’s relationship with his mom. 
“So how are we gonna handle this?”Kelce asked, confusing you. “The house, I mean. You have this whole house and like...30 million dollars. We can literally redecorate however we want, maybe even clean out your moms office if youre okay with it.”He suggested. 
You nodded, the idea of getting the memory of your mother cleansed from your life sounded appealing. His excitement took over as he opened his amazon prime app, looking for new decor. “How do you feel about your moms room?”He asked, not wanting to push your limits. You shrugged, swallowing part of the pastry. “Shes not using it.”You replied, surprised by how morbid you sounded. 
He simply nodded, shifting in his seat as he added things to his cart. “Can we redo your room? It’s been the same color since we were fourteen.”Rafe suggested. You shrugged, not really caring. You didnt spend a large amount of time in your bedroom anyways. You scrolled through your phone for a few minutes, seeing a little red bubble next to your messaging app that let you know that you had gotten a text. Curious, you opened it. 
As soon as you saw who it was a pit grew in your stomach, eyes widening. It was her. “Sweet words, (Y/N).”The text read. You knew that it was your uncle just trying to mess with you but it still caused your anxiety to skyrocket, deciding to block the number and place your phone between your thighs, taking in a deep breath through your nose. 
Topper dragged his feet, coming out of the room with a frown. “That’s the most uncomfortable bed in all of history.”He muttered, sitting down on the couch instead. “You can go upstairs.’You reminded him, feeling your phone buzz against your inner thigh. 
He just hummed, leaning his head against the back of the couch. “How long was I in there?”He asked. “Literally not even ten minutes.”Kelce replied, still scrolling. “Did I miss anything?”Topper asked. You didnt reply, breaking off another piece of the poptart. “We’re gonna redecorate the house.”Kelce answered. Topper nodded, lifting his head.
 “Does that mean that office too?”Topper asked. You nodded, staring at a spot on your carpet. “Does that mean we get to open the file cabinet in the guest room?”He asked, all of you looking over at him. The thought made you feel nauseous. Even if she wasnt here to yell at you you knew that opening the file cabinet would still scare you anyways. 
“If theres a dead body in there I swear to god-”You muttered, earning a chuckle from Rafe. “A body couldnt fit in there.”he replied, making your eyebrows furrow. “How do you know where bodies can fit?”You asked. “No, no. Like, its not….well...maybe a raccoon body.”He admitted. “Rafe!”You exclaimed, smacking his thigh. 
He rolled his eyes, pulling you into his lap. “There’s no raccoon body.”He answered. “I think theres a raccoon body.”Kelce replied. “Theres not.”You answered. Topper grinned, skipping into the room and beginning to open the cabinet, the three of you following him. “Okay, who votes raccoon body?”He asked, his hand on the knob. 
Kelce raised his hand, grabbing your arm to make you hold your hand up as well. “Ready?”Topper asked before pulling the door open, looking into it. His face fell immediately, not expecting this. “What?”You asked, stepping past Kelce and looking into the cabinet.Guns were being held by small metal pieces, multiple clear bags full of plants and needles on the floor, bullets on sashes hanging with the guns.
 The two of you just stared, ignoring Rafe and Kelce until they came up behind you, equally as confused. “What the fuck?”Rafe asked, seeing the bags. Kelce slammed the doors shut, locking it. “We’re not telling anyone about this, right?”He asked, looking at all of you. “What are we gonna do with all that? We cant just keep it here!”Topper argued. 
Rafe shrugged, resting his elbow on your shoulder. “We smoke the weed and throw the guns in the river, obviously.”Rafe answered. “We’re not smoking weed, Rafe.”You answered. “Well your mom didnt have a liscense to carry, right?”Kelce asked. You shook your head, figuring it would be hung up somewhere in the house to remind you of the power she had.
 “Right, okay. So we cant call the cops and we cant keep it here.”Kelce answered, clicking the lock on the cabinet. “What’d your mom even do for a living?”Topper asked. You frowned, thinking back. You never really knew what your mother did, you just stayed quiet and hoped you wouldnt make her angry. She’d disappear for months, money would appear in your bank account, she’d pay the bills aned thats all you needed to know. 
She’d have long phone calls with people in her office, grounding you if you even dared to listen. “I dont know.”You replied, cringing at how stupid you sounded. “She has these cabinets all over the house, doesnt she?”Kelce asked. “The one in her room is actual files.”You told him, hoping that there were no sorts of hidden things in her room.
 “Should we go check?” Rafe asked, out of the room with a grin before any of you could even answer. You sighed, slightly annoyed that he was treating this like a scavenger hunt. “Its been here this whole time, im sure nothings gonna happen.”Kelce assured you, patting you on the shoulder before his fingers tickled your arm and wrist, gripping your hand and bringing you upstairs. 
“I ordered some tapestries, succulents, fake vines and some new blankets for our new movie room.”He told you, nearly slipping up. “Movie room?”You asked, nearly slipping on the stairs. “Your mom has a big tv, I figured it could be like a second living room if you’re comfortable with that.”He answered, pausing at the top of the stairs so he could wait for you. 
Rafe was in your mother’s room, carefully pulling on the drawers, eventually finding out that the top one was locked. He looked over at you, silently asking if you knew where the key was. You shook your head, letting go of Kelce’s hand and opening the bottom drawer of the filing cabinet, the hairs on the back of your neck standing up. 
Your mother kept most of your medical documents and anything like that to herself along with basically everything that proved you existed. Baby photos, ultra sounds, old school tests. “We could just move it into the other guest room.”Rafe muttered, hoping he wasnt making you upset. You ignored him, looking through all the little colored tags, your eyes falling on a silver tag, your eyebrows furrowing. No other ones had that color. 
You picked it up, sitting down and reading it over. The words were all bundled together, ink scratches and smudges told you that it wasnt a serious document. The only word you could make out was ‘arsonist’. Nothing else was eligible. “Can we take it right now?”You asked, placing the paper on the floor and closing the drawer. Rafe nodded, Kelce grabbing one side while Rafe grabbed the other. Topper grinned, leaning against your mothers unused desk.
 “I would help but my arms broken.”he laughed, watching as Kelce struggled, walking backwards. “Some moral support would be great.”Kelce rolled his eyes. You grinned, slowly clapping. “Great job, guys. You’re doing great moving that illegal file cabinet.”You held back a laugh. They turned carefully, shuffling as they eventually got to the guest bedroom.
 “How do you feel about this?”Topper asked, sitting down on the chair. You sighed, shrugging. “I mean, you know. Its not that I dont love the idea of you guys being here but like… its the circumstances.”You answered, sighing when he pulled you closer with his good arm, rubbing your back. “Thanks a lot for this, though. Like in all seriousness im really grateful that you’re in my life.”He blushed, looking up at you. You smiled, kissing his nose lightly.
 “I mean, I do provide you with half of the drama in your life.”You giggled, kissing him gently. “Where does the other half come from?”He asked. You shrugged, sighing. “Probably you.”You answered. “I cant believe you’d say that to me! You know im at a bad place in life and you put me in this terrible situation when you know that!”He fake cried, bursting into laughter. 
“Kourtney dont laugh at me!”You exclaimed. You felt a vibration under your feet, hearing a loud, dramatic sigh and the sound of skin colliding. They had successfully moved the file cabinet, the door closing as their loud footsteps hit the floor as they entered your mother’s room again. Rafe took a moment to look around, sometimes forgetting that the room even existed. 
It was the biggest room in the house, the ceiling going up at least twenty feet with only glass separating the room from the outside world. His mind wandered, thinking of all the fun nights the two of you could have in here watching the stars or listening to the rain.
 The bed was large and still, the blankets and sheets unwrinkled and untouched. He understood why you were creeped out by the house now, feeling like he didnt belong in the room. You all took turns trying to figure out what the writing said, eventually deciding that it probably wasnt even in english. “Should we put it through google translate?”Rafe asked, staring at the paper. 
Kelce shook his head. “Nah, its not reliable. I tried using it for spanish class in freshman year and I got detention.”He replied. “Well thats definitely not spanish. Maybe its like…. Ancient text.”Topper suggested, causing you to frown. “I highly doubt that my mother would know an ancient text. 
Maybe we should just leave it.”You answered. Although you werent exactly satisfied with it you just didnt feel like spending your time trying to decode a random paper. They didnt seem satisfied either but didnt want to push you, putting the paper down on the desk where it would be safe from your footsteps. 
Of course the boys just couldnt stay at the same place for long periods of time, deciding to suggest that you guys go out to a store to get some paint for the boring walls. You agreed, the four of you getting into your car instead of Rafe’s truck, locking all the doors and windows before you left. 
Kelce didnt suggest a McDonalds run which caused you to frown, knowing that he was probably too stressed to want to eat. You guys went into Walmart with one goal, heading right for the paint section and looking at the wall of colors. “Lets get four colors and kind of just make it up as we go.”Kelce muttered, looking at all the different shades.
 “We could all pick one out.”Topper suggested, reaching forward and picking a bright green. You agreed, picking a shade of light purple, watching as Kelce picked the color toffee biscuits and Rafe went for cotton blue. You doubted any of the colors would actually look good together but that wasnt the point of the project. 
It was more about making the room look fun rather than nice. Kelce grabbed a few large paint brushes, the four of you leaving before you could get distracted by anything that you didnt need. Topper decided to get right to work, spilling some paint on the floor as he dragged the brush along the wall, creating bright stripes.
 “I have an artistic vision! Trust the process!”He exclaimed, feeling your judgemental eyes on him. You didnt say anything, watching Kelce struggle to connect his phone to your speaker, playing the first song on his playlist. 
Line without a hook. Topper looked over at you, almost like he was silently asking you if you had told the boys about his top secret playlist. You shrugged, not wanting to give anything away to the others.
 “Oh my god, I love this song.”Rafe dunked his brush in the light blue, making a smiley face on the wall. “Can I paint an onion?”He asked. You raised your eyebrows, not understanding why he wanted to put an onion on the wall. 
“Ogres are like onions! We have layers!”Kelce laughed. “Who is we? Are you an ogre, Kelce?”Topper asked, not taking his eyes off of the bright stripes, painting a circle on the top. “Topper Harry Katherine Thornton, are you painting a penis on my wall?”You asked, connecting the dots. 
He grinned, ignoring you. “Of course not.”He replied, painting frantically so that you couldnt stop him, green drops rolling down the wall. You picked up your paint brush, painting two circles quicklly before pushing the brush into the center of each, laughing to yourself.
 “Guys, really?”Rafe asked. “Cant we make the wall wholesome?”He asked. You shook your head, a smile on your face. “Says you of all people, Rafe.”You shook your head. “She got you there.”Topper replied, dragging the brush across the painting and blending it out so there was no longer a penis on your wall. 
“What are you doing now?”You asked, wanting to one up him. “What are you doing now?” He mocked you. Somehow you ended up splashing Topper with paint and getting tackled into the mattress as he held the paintbrush over you, trying to get the bright green liquid on your face while you held his arm back. 
“Im gonna murder you!”You laughed, rolling over under him so your face was against the mattress. “Im gonna paint your hair!”He laughed, holding the brush just above it. “Topper, dont mess with her hair.”Kelce took the brush away. 
Topper groaned, falling next to you on the mattress. His eyes were closed, the sun from the window casting a beautiful glow over his face, a small smile tugging at the side of his mouth. You pressed a kiss to his cheekbone, your arm resting on his torso. 
It didnt take long for painting to be forgotten, a few cheap bristles sticking to the wall with messes of colorful lines and unfilled shapes. The song changed, followed by a loud gasp from Rafe. “This is my favorite song!”He smiled, hitting his knees with his fists repeatedly. 
He didnt know what about it made him so happy, whenever he heard it it reminded him of you guys. “You know what we should do?”Topper asked. “No.”Kelce replied while Rafe rewinded the song to listen to his favorite part again. 
“We should make soup. Like, spicy soup with potatoes.”He replied, mouth watering. “We could just order soup.”Kelce replied, not in the mood to go downstairs and hunt for ingredients. “Order soup from where?”Topper asked. Kelce simply shrugged, shifting around and putting his arms under his body.
That had been a week ago. Since then a lot had happened. You guys had developed a system, Kelce could do his laundry on Saturdays, Rafe on Mondays and Topper’s just got mixed in with yours.
 It was a love and hate relationship to have them there with you. You didnt regret your decision but sometimes things would get difficult. Grocery shopping was the worst since nobody could decide what they wanted and you had all agreed not to eat out as much. 
“We need an actual meal, we cant just eat chips for everything.”Topper would grumble, realising he didnt even really know how to cook. That just lead to late flights of searching for recipes o pinterest and watching Gordon Ramsey tiktoks until they decided to try and make bake and shake chicken. That didnt really work out well, having to open all of your windows and get the smoke out of your house. 
Then you guys decided to take a new approach, finding a ton of frozen pizzas and ingredients for sushi. Kelce was the only one who had any idea of what he was doing since he had always been talented in the kitchen, specifically with breakfast. That became more of a safe meal for you guys, making extra food in the morning to eat later for dinner until you got sick of toast, eggs and bacon. 
Kelce ended up banishing you all to the pool so that he could decorate properly, vines hanging from the door ways and landscape tapestries hanging in your living room, hallway and your mother’s old bedroom. “How long do you think he’s gonna be?”You asked, floating on your back in the shallow end, letting out a yelp when Topper grabbed you and dragged you to the deep end. 
“I dont know, probably like three days.”He replied, finally letting go once you were in the middle of the pool. “We could survive three days in the pool.”You replied, watching Rafe shake his head. “With my allergy to the sun?”He asked, making you turn over, going underwater for a moment. “You dont even sunburn.”You told him, splashing water in his direction before swimming away quickly so that he couldnt get back at you.
 Kelce kept getting calls from his parents that were asking him to come home but he never did. They knew where he was, if they wanted him back so badly they’d drive over and take him away. “Guys, i’ve finished my creation.”Kelce announced, coming outside. “So we can come in now?”Topper asked, gripping the ledge of the pool and pulling himself out, falling onto his stomach as he struggled to get up.
 “Yes, you can come in now! Hurry!”Kelce yelled excitedly before going back inside, waiting impatiently for you guys to hurry. Rafe helped you out of the pool, tossing you your towel so that you wouldnt trail water through your house. “Guys! Come on!”Kelce shouted again, the three of you walking across the hot pavement quickly.
 “I’ll clean up the water after- just come see what I did!”He said again. You rolled your eyes, walking into the house. Goosebumps formed on y0our skin from the cool air, eyes widening as you looked at the kitchen. He had bought a plaid tablecloth for the table, vines hanging from the ceiling and doorways, a tie dye tapestry hanging in your living room. It looked like he had taken the time to wipe down every surface and vacuum any mess of broken spaghetti or eggshells that had been kicked under the fridge.
 “Do you like it?”He asked, unable to read your shocked expression. “Kelce, im gonna be honest with you. I feel like im in pixie hollow right now.”You grinned, making him smile. “I think thats a good thing- but upstairs is better!’He exclaimed before making his way up the stairs. He was right. 
There were marble heart shaped tiles hanging on the walls of the hall, a sign on the new hangout spot that was made out of drift wood. He opened the door, revealing bean bag chairs on the floor, a new carpet, a light yellow canopy hanging over the bed that had all new sheets and blankets on it as well. 
He had even somehow managed to fix the paint on the wall so that there were different colored polka dots all over it. The boys seemed equally impressed, still taking it in. You hugged Kelce, not even caring that you’d get his clothes wet. “So I did good?” He asked, hugging you back. “You always do good.”You replied, feeling him hug you tighter.
 “So you’re happy?”He asked, letting out a small sigh when you nodded. “I am happy, Kelce.”you replied, kissing him lightly. He smiled against you, taking in a deep breath. “I found a new recipe for fancy grilled cheese.”He told you, kissing your forehead. This was something that you loved about having them live with you.
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Drinks and Sunsets
7:00 AM (3 hours before the match starts)
“Renee!! Wake up please, there is breakfast!” Natalie shouted at the closed door infront of her. Renee had fallen asleep at an ungodly time trying to find out more about herself and well, it didnt work out the way she wanted. She groaned, squeezing her eyes tight while moving her arms up. She stretched and eventually popped her shoulder which caused her to scream but not really scream if you understand what I mean. She cursed at herself for not going to sleep earlier knowing that there was a game today. She sat up, shading her eyes from the window that shown the bright sun. Her head turned to the door when she heard knocks coming from the other side. “someone’s there” Renee’s voices whispered, echoing throughout her ears. “No shit sherlock,” She hissed.
“Wra- I mean Renee~ wait no- sorry. Renee are you gonna eat?” Elliot sputtered, clearing his throat. “Depends on what it is,” She sighed. “It’s uH..pancakes I think? I dont know, Ramya was chosen to be the one who cooks today. They looked..burnt,” He explained, shuddering from the thought of Ramya’s pancakes. “I guess, give me a minute to get dressed and I’ll head out. Wait for me?” Renee asked, getting up and walking to her dresser. “Uh..yeah, yeah I’ll wait for you. Dont worry about a thing..you worried cause I’m not..haha..ha..,” Elliot trailed off, sliding down to the floor until he hit his arse on the concrete. Renee chuckled to herself in his stupidity and got dressed. She wore a black tank top with short grey shorts and her black sneakers with her ankle high socks (black of course). She unlocked her door and peered over to the tall man crouched next to her door, falling asleep.
“Wake up Elliot, I thought I was the one to wake up hm?” She flicked his forehead, causing him to rub the spot where he was hit. “Ow ow ow- Why??” Elliot questioned, confused as to why he was hit. “You were gonna start drooling so..anyways, breakfast?” Renee pulled him up, almost falling backwards. “I mean that’s why I’m here right? Right? i hope Im right..,” Elliot trailed off again, starting his journey towards the kitchen with the small woman behind him. Everynow and then he would peek back to make sure she was still there and not inside a portal. “You’re safe with him” Renee looked up at Elliot, the voice echoing throughout her mind. “You like him dont you” Renee looked up at the ceiling and scrunched her face in annoyance, internally screaming at the voices. “I don’t, you guys always assume things,” she whispered, looking at the random framed pictures hung up on the wall. “Elliot!” Renee shouted at the still walking man. He jumped slightly and flinched, “y-yeah? What’s up?” “Kitchen is right here doofus,” She nodded her head towards the room, “How did you manage to miss this big ass room??” “I guess it was an accident, never done that before haha,” He sighed and apologized. The so called pancakes were sitting on a top of a white ceramic plate, getting colder by the minute. “I wouldn’t even dare to try them..I mean you could but- It probably wouldnt be good..,” He walked over to the counter, “If you want, I can cook somthing up for you?” “That would be nice thank you and uh..can you make me some coffee? You know how I like it already,” She sat down at the large dinner table, laying her head down. “Yeah I can do that for ya, anything you want in particular?” Elliot asked but was met with silence. He peeked over and saw she was sleeping soundly with her head in her arms. Elliot took off his sweater and draped it over her shoulders then went back to the kitchen.
8:37 AM (1:30 hours before the match starts)
“Breakfast is ready Renee,” he shook her gently until she stirred, “Mornin’ beaut- I-I mean um..sleepyhead..? Yeah..that’s the word..sleepyhead.” “Mmm..mor-“ She clears her throat and rubs her eyes, “morning..sorry I fell asleep I just didn’t get enough sleep last night.” She looked down at the scrambled eggs and toast that were neatly placed onto the plate infront of her. “It’s fine, I didnt wanna bother you because I thought you’d kill me,” He admitted, taking off the apron that was tied around his waist. He placed it on the hook next to the fridge where a stickynote was left by Octavio not to touch his jello. The only person he let touch his stuff was Natalie. Renee picked up the fork and began eating. “You should date him” “No,” She whispered, furrowing her brows as she picked up a piece of egg with her fork. She watched as the tall man made her coffee just the way she likes it; black with a little bit of sugar and creamer. She was never one to like sweet coffee like everyone else. He poured the jug’s contents into her prefered mug. He added the little things she liked and carried it over to where she was sitting. She thanked him with a small, almost unnoticable, smile. Renee sat there with her cup close to her nose, smelling the bitter coffee aroma. She cooled it before sipping it slowly, enjoying the taste of her morning coffee.
“Hey Elliot, do you know what time it is?” She questioned the other who was washing the pan. He checked his phone and replied, “8:52” Renee stood up and brought her plate to the sink after she was done eating. “Could you wash these for me? I need to freshen up in my room,” She handed him the plate, “thanks.” She started making her way towards her room; which consisted of one right and a lot of walking straight. But she never got tired of it since she was happy she lived comfortably with her friends. The 2 rooms that were next to hers were Natalie’s and Ajay’s. The boys were on the opposite side so in front of her was Elliot. The hallway she lived in held 6 legends at a time 3 girls, 3 boys. Renee’s hallway had Ajay, her, and Natalie and then Octavio, Elliot, and Tae. The others had their hallways, some with empty rooms for future legends. Natalie was never really in her room since she was always with Octavio. It was weird, seeing two polar opposites living together. Then there were Ajay and Tae, she managed to make friends with him. I’m pretty sure Tae is still annoyed but is warming up to her.
“Oh! Youre awake finally,” Natalie smiled, walking out of Octavio’s room, “You never woke up so I had to get Elliot to help me..” Renee stood there at her door with the key in the slot, “Yeah, Ive just been...thinking.”
“Hm, well I hope you get some more sleep. Oh and goodluck with the match today!”
“You arent participating today?”
“Non, Ive been feeling unwell for the past few hours”
“Why aren’t you in bed then?”
“Well, Tavi was getting Ajay but he hasnt come back yet”
“You should be resting Nat..”
“Im okay I swear! Pas besoin de s'inquiéter,” She smiled softly and weakly. She was still in the large shirt Octavio gave her to sleep in and pajama pants. She had a small nessy plush tucked into her elbow, being squished tightly. “Chica! Get back in the bed right now or else im going to llevarte allí yo mismo,” Octavio came back with soup and meds, shouting at the sickly girl. “Ah, Tavi.. Je suis désolé I was just wondering where you were.,” She hugged the plush closer to her fragile body. “Come here conejita, lets get you better,” He lifted her up into his arms, still carrying the supplies Ajay had given him, “When you are done being sick I am going to....”
“Lovebirds,” Renee sighed and closed the door to her room, preparing for the match ahead of her. She got her battle gear on and re-did her messy bun into a neat one. Her kunai rested on the counter, untouched in its holster. She picked it up and unsheathed it, smiling at the small sparks of void that emitted out of it. She put it away and hooked the holster to her belt. “You know you wanna be like them, you cant deny it” The voices teased. “You guys really want me in a relationship huh,” Renee flopped backwards onto her messy bed. She didnt have time to make it in the morning but now she can. She checked her phone and scrolled through her social medias. Elliot made her download them and every now and then, Elliot will make her post a picture or something. She always got tagged in fanart and random posts about her in the matches. She would occasionally like some and they would freak out and thank her. She scrolled through her tagged until she came across one post. It was fanart of her and Elliot, sitting together with their hands intertwined watching the sunset. Renee blushed slightly at the art. She saw that Elliot had already liked it, but seeing as he likes all posts that he got tagged in, it wasnt weird. She hesitantly liked it and turned off her phone. “Maybe I do like him” Her thoughts were interupted when someone knocked at the door.
9:34 (couple minutes until the match starts. The ship still has to arrive at the arena, World’s Edge)
“Renee! Get yuh ass over here ‘cause the match starts soon!” Ajay’s voice boomed through the door. Her footsteps could be heard on the other side as she walked away. Renee stood up and stretched while walking towards where Ajay just was. She opened the door to see Elliot walking out of his room. “Oh hey Ren..can I call you that? Im gonna call you that..anyways, hi. Wanna walk together?” She nodded, “Okay cool, lets start heading over before everyone leaves without us.” They walked in a comfortable silence over to their friends. Octavio was in a corner moping since he didnt have his love interest with him while Crypto spied on him from another corner. He was still mad that Nat rejected him a few weeks ago to be with Octavio. It was crazy hearing that he was sulking around in his room for hours on end. But back to the main girl in this story, Renee sat down on one of the couches that sat in the middle of the room. Everyone was ready to board the dropship to head over to the arena. Here is what was going around, Gibby and Ajay were laughing together,Octavio was..unenergetic for once, Tae was in the corner, Loba was fixing her nails while Rev watched her on the wall, Alexander was playing around with his gas, and lastly Ramya was chewing gum while playing on her phone. It was always bustling in the living space because its where everyone socialized other than the bar. A small yet loud alarm was sounded to let all the legends know it was time to board the dropship.
“Woo-hoo! It’s finally time to go,” Octavio said unenthusiastically. Everyone walked in one-by-one or in pairs. They all strapped up in their skydiving equipment and was prepared for the long drop ahead of them. Renee stood next to Elliot’s room in the ship while the others either went to their rooms or sat in the middle. (Reference back to the season 3 trailer for room placement) Renee was flippping her kunai peacefully while Elliot rambled about something in his room. She enjoyed listening to him talk about nonsense while the quiet humming of the ship was surrounding them. It was peaceful, atleast to her. It blocked out most of the voices and when she was around Elliot they seemed to shut up and occasionally tease her. The drop ship shook a bit and Elliot tripped a little but caught himself. Renee didnt mind turbulence since she didnt really care about anything really, she tenses up a bit sometimes but thats about it. Her scarf end swayed as the ship lowered slowly. Suddenly the screens flashed on and displayed everyone’s banners. Everyone gets a chance to customize and submit their banners to headquarters. The teams were as listed,
Lifeline, Crypto, and Gibraltar
Octane, Caustic, and Bloodhound
Mirage, Wraith, and Loba
Revenant, Pathfinder, Bangalore
Rampart
Everyone stood on their respective platforms also known as where the screens flashed their names. The champions were shown not even a minute later, Wraith’s team was shown and she said a voiceline to taunt her enemies of the day. The metal shifted under their feet and lowered slowly, revealing the bright, cold arena. Everyone at this point was used to the cold though, they were glad it was world’s edge because kings canyon during those months was scorching. Comms were switched on and everyone tested out the mics. Everything was set up and ready to go so teams started dropping towards their locations. Wraith was jumpmaster and pinged on the map, Fragment West. Everyone knew both of Fragment was dangerous and it was hotdrop that game too. You can bet that there were multiple death boxes surrounding the small yet large area. Wraith was already kill leader with 7 kills from the popular spot. Bullets were heard in the distance and Wraith portaled to gain some speed while Loba teleported and Mirage had to run. He wasn’t a running person for long distances so he just took wraith’s portal.
“W- Wait up you two! I dont have a movement ability!!” He cried out to the two girls. The two looked at eachother and giggled while looking back at the energy drained man. “Danger move” Wraith looked around and pinged an enemy and phased away out of danger. Again, Loba teleported away and Mirage was left alone to run away. They hit him good but he managed to get behind cover. Wraith lended him some shield cells and syringes and shot at the other team with her sentinel. The other team was Octane’s team and they were stacked; Octane had gold armour while his teammates had red evo. Octane also had a peacekeeper that he got from a carepackage just next to them. It was a long fight, from gas being thrown on them to the ring closing in on the two teams. They had been fighting for so long they didnt even realize that there were only 3 teams in total left. Wraith’s team, Octane’s team, and lastly Pathfinder. I would say Pathfinder’s team but his teammates died and the banner timers ran out, he was left solo.
“Everyone try to watch your backs, the robot could try to ambush one of us,” Loba turned to face her teammates, occassionally looked up and around for the tall simulacrum. “Spotted him, up there. He has a longbow and what seems to be a flatline on his back. I could snipe him down if that’s what you want,” Wraith calmly called out, pulling out her sentinel and charging it. “Go ahead beautiful,” Loba replied. In an instant, a loud, charged sentinel bullet was shot and killed the robot up on the hill, instantly eliminating him. Now, it was just Octane and Wraith’s teams left to fight. “Nice kill Re- I mean,” He cleared his throat, “Nice kill Wraith..” Wraith smiled and thanked him silently while eyeing down the other team. Seconds went by and both teams rushed eachother. Bullets whizzed by eachothers heads and occasionally hit their shoulders or legs. Octane’s team was low on meds while the other team was low on ammo. Another minute of fighting passes and Wraith’s team is deemed the champion. When they were back in the drop ship everyone congratulated them for winning even though they were in a tight spot. There was an after match party happening in an hour so everyone went back to their rooms to clean up after a long day and get dressed. Renee was first to her room to take a shower while the others stayed in the kitchen or hallways sparking conversations with eachother. While Renee took her cold shower, Elliot decided it was be such a good idea to just waltz into her room to ask her a question not knowing that she was relaxing without voices for once.
“Hey Renee! I was just wondering if you wanted to match for the uh..,” He paused, looking around, “Renee? Where are you??” He looked around the empty yet messy room. Clothes thrown everywhere and notebooks and hairties were strewn about. Her messy bed showing how much she slept that night, which it wasn’t much. He began to worry about her well-being and if she even actually took care of herself. He heard the loud shower running so he went and knocked on the bathroom door. But before he actually knocked, he thought about the things that could happen if he knocked on her bathroom door when she didnt even know that he was in her room. He’d be killed. Before he knew what was coming he accidentally knocked on the door infront of him like a reflex. He heard the girl inside gasp loudly with a few things dropping. He startled her, which was a first for him. He was in shock and did not want to move. “She’s like a T-Rex, if I dont move she cannot see me-“ He was cut off when the door swung open and a semi-dryed off Renee was standing in-front of him. She had her body wrapped with a towel and her still damp hair dripped along the floor and her scarred shoulders.
“How are you in here and what do you want,” She said firmly with an annoyed face. “One, your door was open, two, I wanted to ask if you wanted to match outfits for the after match thing..,” He sighed looking away, “Nevermind, it was a dumb question of course you dont.” He turned and apologized but before he could leave the room Renee stopped him. “Who said I didn’t want to? I wouldn’t mind matching with you,” She stepped over to her closet and sifted through the dresses section, “What color or style were you thinking of?” Elliot was astonished that she actually agreed to do anything with him. “I was thinking accents of purple..? I think it would look nice on both of us,” He sat down on a nearby chair in her room, looking away from her slender body. “Fine with me, now turn around,” She made sure he had his eyes closed and was turned around in order to change. She dropped the towel and peered back just in case. “You want him to see you” “Tell him to turn around” “Let him touch you” The voices were surrounding her but she managed to ignore them. When she finished getting dressed she had Elliot turn around.
“Wow..,” Elliot had no words for the sight in front of him. She wore a long black dress that had a slit on the side with a fluffy, purple boa draped over her shoulders and she was wearing heels making her as tall as him. She played with her hair a bit out of embarrassment while looking away. “You look..amazing,” Elliot was admiring her features that he acted like he’d never seen before, “I just- have no words.” “I dont look that good relax,” Renee walked over to her dresser and put on a necklace that had a purple gem in the middle. “Are you going to just stand there and not go to your room and get dressed?” Renee peered over at him from the mirror. “Right..right yeah, Ill be back to ‘pick you up’,” He opened the door and quietly shut it behind him. She sighed and thought out loud, “What am I going to do about him?” She put her hair in a half bun-half hair down sort of style and finished her look with mascara and a slight tint to her lips. She slipped on short black gloves and grabbed a clutch that had small purple accents on it. “He will like it” “For once you look nice” “People are going to judge you” “Nobody will approach you” “People are going to hate you” The voices started off nice but went downhill and piled hate after hate onto her. She pushed them away and mumbled to herself that tonight will be a good night. Light knocking was heard and she went to open the door, her heels clicking with every step.
“Ready to gooooo-“ He looked her up and down and smiled, “You’re beautiful” He tucked a stray strand from her hair behind her ear, “Let’s be on our way before the limosu- limosio- limo gets here.” He held out a hand and she gladly took it. They held hands for most of the way until Renee let go to check her clutch for something. She pulled it out and checked it before slipping it back in. It was her Apex ID, aka the only way to get into Apex events. You can be one of the legends but they wouldnt let you in without it since people knew how to look almost identical to them. She didn’t regrab his hand after that, she wanted to make sure no one saw. When they got to the front of the building everyone was in their formal attire. Octavio was wearing a green suit top with tailored shorts to go along with it and Natalie wore a white party dress that had orange and blue accents, Anita was in a classic suit talking to Loba who was in a short gold dress, Crypto was in a white suit with green accents, Rampart was in a blouse and office pants, Gibby was in a suit while Ajay wore a long blue dress, Bloodhound wore their goggles along with a suit that had a red cloth in its pocket, and Alexander wore a plain black suit. Revenant doesn’t dress up he said. Pathfinder simply went as himself for the night. After a couple minutes of waiting the limo drove up to the curb of the building. Everyone piled in close together and began conversations with eachother. Elliot and Renee sat really close together due to the limo being quite small for a bunch of legends. Some minutes pass and Renee’s eyes are starting to close. She finally let the sleepiness take over her and her head softly fell onto Elliot’s shoulder. He looked over at her and smiled. Most of the legends eyed them and mouthed for him not to move one bit or she would murder him.
“Elliot..,” Renee mumbled in her sleep, “I..love you..” The small sentence was only heard by the man allowing her to sleep. He tensed up but relaxed as her arm draped over his. The limo pulled up to the event center and a red carpet was dramatically rolled out for the legends. One-by-one everyone was walking down the red carpet either together or solo. Im guessing you can guess which ones walked solo. Elliot nudged Renee and she slowly opened her eyes. She yawned quietly and her eyes met his. They looked at eachother and then she backed away, standing up. She turned away and quickly walked out of the limo and Elliot followed shortly after. Elliot caught up and walked beside her while she covered her eyes from the flashing of the cameras. He enjoyed all the attention on him but Renee never did. He realized what was happening and walked directly infront of her, taking the spotlight. The taller put his hand behind his back and Renee allowed herself to grab and squeeze it lightly. He led her somewhere private and sat her down on a wall away from everyone else.
“You okay? I know you dont like the atten- attentin- eyes on you,” he knelt down, matching his eye level with hers. “I’m fine, you dont have to worry about me so much you know,” She sighed and leaned back slightly, “Let’s just get back to the others before they think were fucking or something.” Elliot offered a hand but she declined, pushing herself up from the wall. She swayed her hips with every step she took towards the doors. Her dress flowed down neatly from her waist down to the carpeted floor. He watched her walk away as the boa she wore bounced with her strides. “W- wait up Renee!” He yelled, fast-walking towards her but she was already through the doors. When he made it through, it was bustling with legends from other ports and random game organizers. There was loud music playing from speakers up above and most of the legends were by the bar including Anita and Loba. Others were either on couches or talking near walls with each other. There were people dancing in the middle of the room where flashing lights and more sparkled along the area. His eye caught the bright purple boa from across the room.
“Hey Ren, glad I finally found you,” He sat next to the now relaxed woman, “Let me guess, appletini?” She gave a side-glance towards him while she sipped the drink he guessed. It was her usual at the Paradise Bar so it wasn’t weird. Minutes went by and the found themselves laughing at eachother from stupid jokes and random stories. A slow-dancing song played on the speakers and everyone got with a partner.
“Wanna go dance with me Ren?” Elliot grabbed her hand, pointing to where everyone was partnered together. “I can’t really dance Elliot, I dont know if I could do it,” Renee responded back to him, covering her face with her boa. “Oh, come on you can’t be that bad at dancing. It’s not that hard, come on I’ll teach you,” He grabbed her hand and pulled her off the seat to take her over to everyone else. He brought her to the dance floor and held her close, guiding her hands to where they were supposed to be. He placed her hands on her lower waist and swayed side-to-side with her. “See? I told you it wasnt that ha-“ He winced as she stepped on his foot, “It’s fine, I forgive you since you’re a beginner.” She apologized anyways and held him closer. As the song came to an end everyone seperated except for them.
“This is nice,” Renee pulled away from his arms, “Want to go somewhere more..quiet?” Elliot’s face contorted to a confused yet happy expression. “I know just the place Ren!” He grabbed her hand and practically sprinted out the doors with her, bringing her to a cliff just off the side of the road. He sat down far away from the edge and patted the spot next to him, signalling for her to walk over and sit next to him. The sun was setting and it was the most beautiful thing that Renee had ever seen. “Oh wow Elliot..I never knew about this spot,” She couldn’t stop gazing at the orange and red hues surrounding the hot ball of gas. “My mom would take me here sometimes, from the sunset, the sunrise, and the stars oh my god the stars. She’d make them so amazing but one day she got so sick and she couldn’t take me anymore. So everytime we get to come here I come out here, to escape the whole legend thing and relax by myself. But now, I see two pretty things infront of me..the sunset and well, you,” He gently grabbed her hand and her reddish face was hard to see in the dark. She turned her head towards him and he smiled softly. “This reminds me of something I saw today, a post with a drawing of us. There’s just one thing missing to complete the scene I believe,” Renee saw him thinking and it looked like a lightbulb just turned on in his head. He leaned in and so did she. They closed their eyes and-
kissed
The scene matched the vibe of the social media post that Renee had randomly come across. It was a strange feeling to Renee, for she had never felt this way towards anyone before. Atleast, not a time that she could remember. Elliot had a goofy smile plastered on his face afterwards. She grinned and leaned on his shoulder as they gazed at the stars that started to peek from the horizon. “Alright yuh lovebirds, get yuh asses inside before we leave without yuh guys,” Ajay leaned against the door, watching them. “Oh, alright. We’ll be right there Ajay,” Renee looked over her shoulder to the other girl and smiled softly. Ajay nodded and closed the door behind her. Elliot was the first to get up and then offered a hand for Renee to grab. She gladly took it and he hoisted her up to her feet. She brushed off any dirt that may have gotten onto her dress. As they went back inside, no one really looked at them apart from quick glances. Anita signalled to them over at the entrance that they were leaving the event. They held hands as they rushed over to the group, not wanting to let go of eachother. Anita counted them and led everyone back to the limosuine so they could pile in the same way they did when they arrived.
(Back at the Apex Dormrooms)(Specifically Elliots Room)
The two were sitting on top of the bed in Elliot’s room, talking. Everyone had just got back to the dorms and they had rushed out so they could get some privacy. “So..what are we now?” Renee turned towards Elliot, who was fidgeting with his hands. He looked up and shifted into a more comfortable position to look at the girl next to him. He looked back infront of him and flopped back onto his bed, staring at the ceiling. “Whatever you want us to be, Ren,” His eyes glanced at her features from the angle he was in.
“I want to be...more than friends-“
“Best friends?”
“No-“
“Best best friends..?”
“Elliot-“
“What?”
“I want to be together, as in I want us to date and do things that couples do,” her head turned towards him. “A-are you sure?? I-I-I mean I dont think Im that bad at being a boyfriend but are you really sure you want to be in a rela- rele- be with me???” He stammered, not knowing what to say. “Yes,” was all she had to say when Elliot pulled her in close to lay down next to him. He kissed her cheeks and her forehead multiple times before stopping to stare at her beauty. She giggled and smiled then held him down into a cuddle position on the bed. “This is what I’ve always wanted, despite me acting like I never did,” She admitted, tracing circles on the others chest. “Did you want to sleep here for the night? Or..we’re you going to go back to your room?” Elliot asked, but got no response from the other. Renee was fast asleep in his arms, snoring softly. Elliot smiled a loving smile and kissed her forehead lightly then fell asleep quick with the warmth she amitted.
E X T R A
Octane walked into Elliot’s room, knowing it was unlocked and because he was his best friend. He had his phone in hand, ready to ask a question about the future match. His eyes darted towards the bed after noticing that the lights were off. There, he saw his best friend with the stone cold girl, who never really showed emotion. He gasped quietly and opened the camera app on his phone. He snapped a picture but before he knew it, the flash went off and lit up the entire area of the man’s bed. Renee groaned and covered herself more with the blanket that was draped over her and Elliot. He quickly stepped out of the room where the couple rested and snickered at the photo he caught. His first thought was to post it, his second? To post it and then print it and frame it. He didnt want to seem like a bitch so he decided to post it with the caption, “Found the lovebirds mating LOL” Within a matter of seconds, the post flooded with likes and shares. Which meant that all if not most of the legends would see it. You bet that Elliot and Renee we’re furious when they both came across it the next day..
THE END
word count: 5,445
Hope you guys enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed writing it :] <3
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stonerchik420 · 4 years
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David Dobrik Fan Fic..
Okay bear with me!!! This is my first fan fic. I also am going to break this down into a lot of different parts, maybe like 11 or 12 different parts...I feel like writing a long story :)
Warnings ? Uhmm..mentions of covid-19, fluff...lots and lots of fluff, drinking, swearing, eventually some smut later on..
My idea for this story is that the reader (you) meet David at a college party and impress him. This happens before everything gets shut down due to the virus. You were visiting friends at UCLA while staying in a hotel room. Eventually your friends go home to be with family during the quarantine. For the sake of the story let's say all travel has been banned over the California boarder before you can leave and you get stuck in a hotel room in Studio City. David ends up being home alone as well since Taylor and Natalie both went to stay with their families and he feels alone. You two started hanging out before all the craziness started happening so he invites you to just come stay at his house so you aren't spending money on a hotel room and to keep each other company.
Enjoy !! I'll keep writing different parts and I'll take suggestions of course !
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( a week or two before present day...)
You just landed in LA and your friends Nicole and Alex were eagerly awaiting to get you.
You decided to get a hotel room kind of close to the college so you and your friends could stay out of the dorms and can have more fun ! Plus it was nice to have your own space away from everything to relax if you needed to.
You were hanging at a random house party one night because you couldnt get into any frat parties with your friend Alex and Nicole. Music was vibing, you were feeling buzzed and watching a few boys playing Pong. The house was pretty big with a couple of rooms. More and more people started piling into the house and it soon became a super fun, banger of a party!
You were in the kitchen with your friend Nicole mixing up another drink when all of a sudden you heard a roar of screams and excitement in the other room. Some people were rushing to go check and see what just happened.
You grabbed your drink quickly and you made your way through the crowd to go see what just happened. You had to shove yourself between the raging bodies to even see what was happening. To your surprise, "David Dobrik..." you thought to yourself.
Although it shiyslnt a surprise I mean this is his territory... you thought to yourself again
You gave your friends a look like oh my god I cant believe hes here !!!!
David brought along Jason, Heath, Natalie, Ilya, Zane, and Todd. They were close by David but started making their way around the house getting drinks and mingling with everyone.
David had his camera, of course, and was filming.
Heath and Zane made their way to the pong table to play against 2 college boys. You and your friends made your way with everyone to group around the table to watch. After a few games David made everyone get quite to make an announcement.
"Who here thinks they are a good shot!" David announced as jason set up on single cup on a side of the pong table. A few people explained they were and David said, "I need 10 people!"
Everyone started raining their hands and saying they were. David picked a few people in the inside if the circle.
Your friends started yelling, "David! David!!! Y/N is!!" While raising your hands.
You kept trying to pull away from them and shove your hands down and told them to stop. You hated being the center of attention and even though you wanted David to notice you, you didn't at the same time.
David noticed your friends and made eye contact with you and selected you.
Your heart started jumping out of your chest !!
David had you lined up with the 9 other people on one side of the pong table. He turned his camera on and started recording, "if anyone can make that cup," he gestured to the end of the table, "in one shot, I'll give you $10,000." Everyone got excited! Your heart started beating faster. Although you were pretty good with your aim, sometimes it wasnt the best...
You watched 6 people miss, you were up next...
"You're up!", David said. "What's your name?"
"I'm Y/N" you said back nervously as he handed you the ping pong ball.
"Alright Y/N, take the shot whenever you're ready." David said.
The room was quiet, you were nervous but determined to take the shot.
You aimed yourself up, threw the shot.....
You made it...
You stood there for a split second in shock then went crazy with everyone around you as they cheered. Your friends came over and started jumping up and down with you, you couldnt believe it !!
David videoed giving you the 10k and then yelled, "let's partyyyy!" Everyone went crazy!!
You and your friends went off to the corner of the room for a little bit to talk. It was so loud with all the music and cheering.
You were happy that you won the $10,000 but in all reality, you didnt really need it.. you started to count it up and your friends asked what you were doing.
"I'm giving you each $5,000."
"Uhhh no you're not ! You won that fair and square!" Alex said.
"Yeah!!! That's YOUR money !" Exclaimed Nicole.
You refused and shoved the money in their faces, " I dont want to hear a peep! You both are in college and I have steady money right now and barely any debt at all. I DONT need it so take it !"
Nicole looked at you and you could just make out some tears in her eyes and she flung her arms around you, "this is why we love you" she said.
You didnt know but David had been looking at you doing this from across the room while also adjusting something on his camera.
He approached you to see what was going on.
You explained to him that you didnt go to college here and you were from out of town visiting your 2 friends from high school. "I dont need the money," you told David. " I barely have any debt at all and I know my two broke college friends need it more than I do." You shrugged your shoulders.
David looked taken aback by this statement and probably the fact that you just have your friends your money.
The music was pretty loud now and you could barely hear what anyone was saying.
David leaned over to talk in your ear.
"Hey, let me get your number real quick!"
You gave him a look like you were surprised.
He leaned over again, "I wanna meet up again before you go, maybe have you in another vlog!"
You smiled and agreed, he gave you his phone and you typed your number in.
"What's your name again ?" He asked
"Y/N!"
he typed that in, locked his phone, smiled and said, "cool I'll text you !"
"Sounds good!" You replied. He smiled and then made his way over to see what drunken Zane was doing with Heath to hopefully get more footage.
Your friend came up behind you and you all squealed with excitement. "He asked for my number !", you exclaimed !
"Did you get his in your phone?", Nicole asked.
You frowned a bit, "no, but it's okay I think hes going to reach out to me no doubt!" And the 3 of you went to get more drinks and have more fun.
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Alright thats it for part 1, sorry if it kinda sucked, I promise the story will get better ! I'll post part 2 if anyone wants soon.
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queenofgotham800 · 5 years
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Cheers!
(Roman sionis x Reader) and a littlebit of Victor Zsasz i guess..
Warnings:Gramatical Errors, Swearing, Death, Poison, Alcohol, Hospital
Summary: You work as a barman in Black mask club, and you have crush for Roman Sionis, the owner. Trouble begins when he starts to flirt with one woman and you will get jealous. Will this story gets its happy end?
(A/n): Here i go posting this story again, becouse last time it didn't let me tag it. Also the edit is mine, just pictures are from Pinterest.
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You came to big shelf with bottles of alcohol and other drinks, took them and poured them into shaker to make drink for guests of the famous Black mask club. Doing bartender was your favorite job apart of being Romans agent. You were always interested in guests stories, and when you heard something important, you told it Victor, his right hand, who told the message to Roman. You never talked with him personally even when you wanted, but you could see him everyday in club, behaving like he owned the place... and he really owned it. You could say you had a big crush on him, he was damn handsome and the way he talked, moved and the energy which was around him. 
"Ehm... Hello?" Harley was stitting on a bar stool, waving with her hand in front of your head. 
"Yes, sorry." You mumbled as she pulled you back to reality from your thoughts about Roman Sionis. You gived her drink which she ordered, hoping she will go away after paying. But then she started cry and your eye catched in background Roman kissing some girl in too short and awfull looking dresses. She wasnt new, you saw her here every day, chatting with Roman and now they seemed so close, closer than the last time. As your thoughts drifted from things like, what will you see tomorrow (yesterday they were just touching and now kissing..), you wanted to cry. Your heart was slowly broking, and there are two things that people usualy do when things like these happens. 1. They will move on, and 2. They get jealous... You were the second type, and you were more than angry that some random bitch could talk to him, and you could not. And not just talk to him, she was literally eating his face right now..
"You know, Joker and I, we broke up." Harley started crying, ruining her makeup, but she didnt cared. 
"You dont say.." you whispered, still looking on Roman and the girl. 
"What?" she turned to look the way that you were looking.
"Nothing.. Harley dont look there." you whispered and she turned. She was too drunk but then she somehow left the bar stool. 
Victor came to you, while you were cleaning glasses. 
"Hey, princess!" he said as he sat and leaned closer to you, "What you got?" he asked and pointed at dancing Harley.
"Nothing," you said annoyed. Victor was about to leave, when you stopped him. 
"Who is she?" you asked and pointed at the girl laughing at Romans jokes in middle of the club.
"I have no idea...," he said and lifted eyebrows as she started to kiss Roman again.
"Disgusting..." you mumbled to yourself quietly, but Victor heared it.
"Well, now I would be concerned. I know about the thing...," he started.
"What thing?" you cleaned the table ignoring Victors smirks.
"You always wanted to meet him, i noticed. You are trying to get to him quite some time." he said as he spat into the glass you just cleaned. 
"Oh, come on Victor. You are disgusting." you said and put the glass away.
"They want some drinks. Go and get them some." he evily grinned, pushing closer to me little green bottle with skull on it. You smiled at him as you poured vodka into two glasses, adding the poison into one of them. 
"Why?" you asked Victor when he was about to leave.
"Something is very wrong with that girl.." he said and left. 
You were terribly stressed as you came to their table with two drink which were shaking in your hands. 
"Ah, our drinks, finaly." Roman took it, not giving a single look to you. You gived the glass with poison to the girl, who just frowned at you. Her makeup was terrible too, she had very shiny lipstick, which you noticed in second and terrible eyeshadows. You also noticed how (Shorter/Taller) was she from you, which didn't helped to your self confidence much. But the fact she was about to pass out in next few minutes, it felt kind of good. 
"Enjoy the drinks." you smiled at them both, but they already ignored you, so you left with tears in eyes back to bar. This was not the way you imagined your first conversation with him. 
"How long we have to wait?" you asked Victor impatiently.
"Two hours, till she passes out." Victor mumbled and took the bottle of poison from you. 
"I..thank you?" you said, thinking what else you should say.
"Nah, don't thank me.. I did it for him, he deserves someone better." he looked on you as you both risen the glasses. 
"Cheers!" 
"Cheers! I guess this is the day, when princess is crowned to queen." Victor laughed and smiled at you. 
You two were interupted as somebody screamed from back at the club. 
"We have still hour and half!" Victor mumbled as we run to look at the place. 
To your and his big shock, you found Roman laying on the ground shaking as something spilled out of his mouth. 
"Roman!" you kneeled down to him, turning him to side so he wouldn't choke himself. 
"How..? You sure you didnt messed up drinks?" Victor looked in panic at you. 
"I am sure, look, we have still hour and half.." you pointed at your watches. 
"Call the ambulance!" you shouted to the club. 
"Wait, hold him." you said as you saw something weird on Romans neck. Victor caught Roman as you picked your handkerchief, collecting the pink stains on his necks.
"Victor, listen to me, he was poisoned. I think it was the girl. I mean.. Look at her freaking lipstick. Seriously nobody noticed that?" you whispered to Victor, who was giving confused looks to you. "Seriously, you need to stop with watching Sherlock." Victor said and you rolled eyes.
"Yeah, and no, that was actually in Game of thrones, lets hope this poison was something less..poisonous..Just guard her, kay." you whispered to him. As he turned to her, she felt on the ground too, dead.
When the ambulance came, they took Roman to hospital, and you decided to go with him.
"Hey, take care of him. I will take care about club." Victor said as you entered the car. You nodded in agreement and doctors closed the doors. 
"What happened?!" doctors were yelling at you, while putting him on some machine.
"They poisoned him," you said, "He has it on his neck." 
Doctors were able to locate the poison, they gived him some medicine and turned to you.
"He is very lucky, the poison is deadly, but not in this case. There was not enough amount of it to kill him." I gasped in relief and caught Romans hand.
"Thank you," you smiled at them, letting his hand go. But something unexpected happened. Roman reached for your hand, holding it. This time you didn't let him go. 
You waited hours in hospital, hearing loud ticking of clock above you made you more inpatient. 
"Miss (Y/s). You can go visit him." doctor finaly came out of Romans room and you ran inside.
"I..Hello." you said to him and sat in chair, which was located next to his bed. 
"(Y/n)? What are you doing here? You shouldn't be seen around me as my agent." Roman whispered, but hissed in pain.
"I think nobody noticed me." you said looking at his neck, the lipstick marks were now gone.
"What happened, how am I here?" Roman looked on you.
"Your girlfriend poisoned you with her lipstick, so i poisoned her back." you smirked at him. 
"Now seriously, what are you, females have with poisons?" he rolled his eyes. It was sarcasm but you still responded.
"Its easy.. Not messy... And sexy.. And it was Victor's idea." you laughed when you finished sentence and Roman smirked.
"Oh, sure. And now lets be serious, that wasn't my girlfriend. It was just business..." he frowned. 
"Yes, yes, of course." you mumbled.
"I thought i am going to die, but luckily i have my bartender, my agent, who came to me and helped me. Thank you, and sorry for that ignoring back then." he said
"No, no you don't have to apologize. I understand, i was under cover." you said and blushed, looking away.
"You are so beautifull." he said and then he smiled at you. 
You caught his hand and smiled back at him. 
After you both came back to club, you were already together. Victor had prepared a big welcome-home party for you and Roman with cake, baloons and gifts and whole club was partying all night.
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eternal-bangtan · 5 years
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BTS game
hello i was tagged by @fictionbunny @kimsouthjoon @hobis-glasses @kookie-off-his-kookie to do this one of the most complicated tags to me cuz i really dont like to choose amongst these things -_- just wanna say that i appreciate every era every hair colour they pull them off like crazy every song every mv every moment etc so i wanna punch the air and eat my fist rn but lets try im gonna break every rule i can tho dont fucking @ me fuck this shit  expect a lot of words     keep reading fucked up all the mentions im sorry ;( just scroll to the bottom
1. First BTS song? DNA but yo when i was in my active yt phase (2015-) i think i watched fine bros ent and they showed kpop mvs to random ppl and i think (i only realized it months later) they showed bst mv and at those times i was wow those kpop dudes r so extra with mvs like this dlfsjkljkfdhf also i think somewhere on 9gag i saw a lil clip of fire mv and i remembered joons verse just visuals and the rythm or melody or idk this is how i didnt know who r bts but i remembered that dudes (joon) face so yeah idk how to feel
2. First bias? as i just whined in the tags in previous posts it was taehyung
3. Current bias? ot7 biased i had sth clicking in me with every member but ofc sometimes i have moods related to a certain member :)
4. Put the members in order of your bias list: nO idk how am i supposed to choose 
5. Favorite BTS song? well fuck u too let me know rain serendipity pied piper dimple gogo trivia love singularity fake love tear anpanman love maze so what  black swan ugh jamais vu interlude shadow my time louder than bombs on 00:00 home mikrokosmos intro the most beautiful moment in life hold me tight autumn leaves run silver spoon save me epilogue young forever butterfly house of cards love is not over converse high outro propose where you from intro skool luv affair blood swear and tears lie mama awake lost begin cypher 4 intro boy meets evil spring day outro wings we are bulletproof pt 2 like outro circle room cypher dream glow who feat lauv no more dream ddaeng chicken noodle soup sea should i continue???????
6. Favorite underrated BTS song? i dont even know overrated songs?? if u can put it like this 
7. Favorite song of Wings? ................. no one is going to read all of this anyway but i mentioned some in 5th question fhahaha
8. Favorite songs of each LY Her, Tear, Answer? same here lmao yes im doing this on purpose who cares
9. Favorite music video?  ON Kinetic Manifesto Film : Come Prima i think cuz bruh the choreo this is what i love the most about mvs sdfhsdlkhsf 
10. Favorite dancer? out of dance line? uh THEY ALL DANCE IN SUCH DIFFERENT STYLES WTF ok so im a fan of hip hop so i really love hobis style but oh my god the way jungkook moves or does whatever??? im losing my shit?? jimin hello he made me love contemporary with black swan even tho i wasnt a fan of it taehyung BITCH SHOULD I EVEN START HE APPEARS ON STAGE AND U FEEL IT RIGHT AFTER
11. Favorite vocalist? should i reply like i did previously :/ ngl tho i prefer lower voices irl cuz they make me feels things but bro nah no way i can reply to this properly i keep listening to them i feeling their voices differently even in some new ways and im blown away fuck u 
12. Favorite rapper? f u c k  u  one thing im gonna say tho idk how but a lot of times whenever i hear hobis verses in majority of songs im like YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO :OOOOOOOOOOOO IM LOVING THIS NOT NORMAL AMOUNT but should i start about their different flows or how much they experiment with it and how cool is that??? and how they feel themselves and how good they r at this??? nah fr fuck u -_- metaphorical ‘u’ 
13. Favorite hair color on each member? uh plz dont forget about my disclaimer namjoon-grape peachy platinum blonde, jin-blonde purple pink, yoongi-mint black blonde fake love era hair, hoseok-blonde fake love era hair chicken noodle soup hair longish hair esp during tear performances -_-, jimin-blonde black silver pink blue and honesly all those colours he had during lys tour????, taehyung-dna hair perm he has rn mint red peachy blue and also all that ly tour hair, jungkook-long hair blonde cherry all kinds of ombre he has rn dna era hair too and fake love hair and bst hair and i think there r more but i dont remember ;(
14. Favorite choreography? on black swan fake love bst boy with luv dionysus save me etc shOULD I MENTION THOSE DANCE BREAKS THEY HAD DURING AWARD SHOWS LOL
15. Favorite (bromance) ship? GOD I LOVE ALL THEIR BONDS SO MUCH ITS SO PRECIOUS AND SPECIAL my ults tho r taekook yoonminseok and namjin cuz i prefer it this way in fanfics but irl or how do i say it from all the content we get i love every bromance thingy they have tho????? LIKEEEE THEY LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH AND CARE FOR EACH OTHER SO MUCH I CAN TALK ABOUT IT FOR HOURS HOW MUCH ALL OF THEM MEAN TO EACH OTHER AND HOW MANY TAEJINYOONKOOKMINJOONVHOPEYOONSEOKJIHOPENAMGI2SEOKEVRYTHINGEVERPOSSIBLEETC THREADS I RETWEETED they melt my heart they really show how u r supposed to treat ur closest ppl u kno? they accepted each other and all those personal traits that seemed so weird and unfamiliar at first and they know each other so well and r so caring and loving and supportive but how do we do shit irl? bitch u piss me off real bad u better fuckk off or else- ofc im exaggerating but shit like this happens and its really time to rethink some shit and well i really learnt a lot 
thank u for u patience 
im tagging @darlingjoon @starry-tae @stargazingjin @crytaeby @cyphertaehyungie @brightlytae @vjimin @monojoons @jungkpop @jungkooksmoon @itseokjins @flowerbangtann @lucid-jjin @yoonshadow @agu5td @hosnack @jjkguk @hwagaemkt @utopiajeon @nemjyoon @sunshineggukie @mapofugh or whoever else wants or well sorry if u were tagged or did this already also u may read its pointless anyways so  yeah i hope u r having a good time day night week mood etc or if u dont plz do 
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heanv · 5 years
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Soulmate Chasers | Jeno
genre: soulmate!au
warnings: lots of swearing
word count: 1.5k
song: Young In Love by Chungha
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It wasnt fair, it wasnt fair at all.How are you supposed to go out and live like  a normal person when you had “ fuck you” permanently marked on your skin as a soulmark.
What a bastard your soulmate has to be to leave you in a state like this? Your whole life has been filled with people making fun of you and your anxiety was getting bigger with the years which didnt help you either. You tried thousands make up products that could at least make the black mark on your arm less visible but nothing ever worked. You just wanted to find the jerk and blame him for all of your suffering through the years. Your parents werent really pleased when they saw their newborn baby with such a words on your small arm and the thought that your soulmate is gonna curse at you wasnt really fascinating either.
But finding your soulmate wasnt an easy task.You lived in a big city and there were so much people, who knows who of them is the one you were looking for. You often thought what he looked like.Is he tall or short? What colour his hair is? And the most important - what is his personality like? Is he mean? Or is he way too kind?
Questions like this often leave you sleepless and lately you it was getting worse. You were drawing faces of different boys you either have met or you have imagined. Your favourite one was a boy with black hair and deep brown eyes and slim,handsome face. Has he ever thought about you? Was he wondering what his soulmate is like? Was he somehow trying to find you? Your head started to ache of all this overthinking and you finally decide to go to sleep.
“Earth to y/n!!” your friend claped with her hands in front of your face to get you out of the deep thoughts you were dived in.”Are you thinking about him...again” she said with a sarcastic tone and a little pause.
“No, I am not” you answered taking a sip from the hot chocolate which had started to cool down.
“Yes,you are. I can see it in your eyes,y/n. I know you too well” she was and you didnt know if it was bad or good.
“And what if i am thinking about him?”
“ I think you worry too much, Fate’s gonna do her job,right? She put these words on us and all we have to do is wait” this didnt help you much but at least it stopped your thoughts going wild.
“What about you? Have you met somebody?”
Your friend had “you smell nice” on the inside part of her palm and you thought it was cute but she absolutely hated it.
“No, I havent met somebody who appreciates my perfume the way it deservesto be” she winked at you and you laughed.
After you parted with your bestfriend you took your phone and started searching information concerning your essay about “Wuthering Heights”. You were pretty good at writting essays actually, once you were so into writing one essay that you didnt realize that you have written in all caps-lock but in the end your teacher said he was very proud of you and he posted the essay on the offcial school site. Not to lie you were proud of yourself too.
But right now you had to be careful because walking and having your gaze into the phone wasn’t the best idea ever but you did not see something stopping you from doing it.Yeah until you bumped really hard into someone.
‘’Fuck you”
“Oh my God, im so sorry I didn’t see you i..-wait what?’’ you looked up shooked , meeting the cold gaze of the young man in front of you. “excuse me,what did you just say?”
‘’I said fuck you’’ he said anger mixing with impatience in his eyes.
Well he wasn’t the only one who was angry in that moment.You made your hands into fists,trying to calm down.
“Oh! So you are the motherfucker who gave me the worst fucking soulmark ever! Well  guess what, I WILL NEVER LET THIS GO, THERE IS NOTHING WORSE THAN HAVING ‘’FUCK YOU’’ PERMANENTLY  MARKED ON YOU SKIN’’ you roared in his face although he was towering over you. The sudden change in his face told you that you’ve caught him not ready for a situation like that. He breathed deeply and then he looked at you with stern eyes.
‘’Well, imagine having that fucking essay written on ALL CAPS-LOCK…’’ he rolled up his right sleeve and you saw your very own essay written in all caps-lock and it was your turn to make you speechless.
The next minute was spent on heavy sighs and guilty looks. You really didn’t expected meeting with your soulmate to be …like this. Suddenly all of the anger left you as you weren’t even  there like thirty seconds ago. Instead a wave of warm emotions hit you and you realize that the person in front of is your soulmate, the one who you are supposed to spend your whole life with.Eventually you look up and see that he was already looking at you.As you examine his face you see that there were no signs of the previous anger on his face either. He was handsome but like really handsome. And he reminded you of one of your drawings- your favourite one. You slightly smiled on yourself and now that you have checked him out really well  you wanted to thank the Fate choosing you such a handsome soulmate. Your desire to get to know him better was growing with every single second.
‘’So I guess we are soulmates” you whispered enough only for him to hear. The small smile on his face made you blush a little, just a little.
‘’Yeah, soulmates.’’ He dived in your eyes,pausing for a second.’’Sorry for snapping  at you like this I have been kinda stressed out recently.’’
‘’No need to apologise I literally shouted at you as if we are the only people here’’ your smile refused  to leave you and even got wider when he chuckled to himself.
‘’Sorry  but I didn’t catch your name” you knew he had the habit of looking deeply into your eyes when he did for a second time as he was asking you.
‘’ Y/n, my name is Y/n’’ you said giving out your right hand for a shake ‘’And you?”
‘’Jeno,my name is Jeno’’ he smiled wildly shaking your hand.
You felt a strong electricity coming from your hand and reaching every single organ in your body especially your heart that started beating like crazy that was the last time you needed – you already knew Jeno was the only one. You have liked other boys before and even you had a boyfriend although it was for a short amount of time. But nobody felt like Jeno, you always felt guilty when you liked someone because you felt that you are kinda cheating on your soulmate who was somewhere but only one single touch of Jeno was enough for you to know that you didn’t need anybody else.
You talked with Jeno for a bit and eventually both of you decided to go for a walk to get to know each other and your essay was long-forgotten and instead the bright person in front of you was what attention was focused on. You both found your similarities and differences and when he invited you to sit down to a random bench with him he aked you something you didn’t expect to be asked so soon.
‘’Y/n do you think you will be able to love me?’’ his mint breath sank into your neck and as you got goosebumps the shivers that you felt down your spine weren’t late either.
Can you love Jeno? You weren’t sure you could answer in that right moment but then you thought about all these little things you felt from the slightest touch of Jeno. How when he smiled his eyes got smaller and how handsome he look when he was listening to you carefully and although you knew him no more than hour you really felt it excluding the fact that he is already your soulmate.
‘’Yes,Jeno, I will. Will you love me?”you asked him back waiting for his answer.
‘’Yes, I will love and take care of you, Y/n”
That was all you wanted to hear. You knew you would need time to fall in love with Jeno but you knew that you love him and he would love you back. Maybe having “fuck you’’ on your name wasn’t that bad considering that you felt really lucky having Jeno as your soulmate. You secretly hoped he also wouldn’t mind your caps-locked essay now that he found you. Now all you were looking forward to was what the Fate held for you and Jeno.
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reddie-tos · 5 years
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The Losers Club as a band
Bill - Lead singer, Guitarist, main producer of their songs; One day he discovered that his stutter is pretty much gone when he sings from his whole heart which is why he got the idea for a proper band; He is the one who has the most concept idea's and spends a lot of time coming up with melodies and defining them with Bev; His garage is the groups spot for practice, as it was too complicated to get everything inside their clubhouse (especially the drumset), not to mention the danger of damaging the equipment by storing it there. His parents and neighbors aren't the happiest due to that but everyone has to make sacrifices, right?
Mike - Second lead singer, Main Promoter; His voice brings in the stability as he has a very strong one that he perfectly knows how to control; He did a lot, and by that I mean A LOT of research about the music industry and everything that comes with it when the seven youngsters began making music, which made him become the main promoter and organizer of the group; He is mainly responsible for their outside appearance with promoting and posting every news about whats coming up, just as organizing gigs, interviews and events for the group
Stan - Supporting vocal, Tambourine, supporting producer; Stan is by far the only one hitting the high notes tho; He was supposed to be second lead singer but got stage fever and therefore decided to be a supporting vocal instead; He doesnt know, but Bill intentionally stops singing every once in a while when he notices that Stan is completely in his element so the crowd can really hear his beautiful voice; He also chose the Tambourine because there's no way of fucking that up; He's always helping Bill with producing new songs and always makes sure that his boy gets enough sleep
Richie - Third lead singer, Guitarist (electric & acoustic); To the Losers surprise, Richie indeed has a really good singing voice - it took them a while to notice, as he always sang crappy on purpose to make the others cringe or laugh; He also played the Guitar every once in a while and was the first one hyped to start a band when Bill told the group about his idea; Sometimes he gets carried away so much on stage that he forgets to sing his parts, SO OFTEN that people are genuinely surprised when they get told that he's part of the lead singers; He wanted to be part of the songwriters but wasnt really good at covering up that he added one or another "fuck" in between the lyrics; Wanted the group to be named "Mom bangers" but was the only one voting for it
Eddie - Keys/Synth; At first he was quite sceptical, because like who knows how many people have already touched that thing?! See - you can't even clean it properly!; Yet he chose the instrument, as guitars would be too dangerous, the strings could cut his soft little fingertips y'know; After a while of practicing, he quite grew a liking on it and plays it now really well; Sometimes, even on stage, he has to hit Richie for making random sounds on the synthesizer, as he always thinks they sound funny; He CAN sing too, but he doesn't want to. The only times anyone has ever heard him sing was when he was drunk; He tried to sing in front of others once but honestly gets too nervous and just uses his inhaler every 5 seconds
Ben - Drums, Songwriter; Ben has the perfect feeling for rythm and tried playing the drums a few years back, which is why he started playing them seriously now and became the group's drummer; He even has solo parts in some of their songs which has the crowd shaking everytime; He is also the one who writes the lyrics to their songs, always with input from the other, but still mainly through his own thoughts; His lyrics are always stuck in your head and behind the poetic phrasing is always so much meaning
Beverly - Bass, Supporting Vocal, Producer; She definitely doesn't have the best singing voice, but lets call it a good cleaning-the-house-and-sing-along-one, which is why she became a supporting vocal, also helping with higher keys due to her feminine voice; She plays the bass like a goddess and even if her singing organ isn't sharing that point, her hearing one definitely is. She is part of the main producers along with Bill and comes up with melodies as if it's nothing; She is known for her magic understanding of music and practically every production she lays hand on turns into pure gold and lands in the charts
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The Band name - "The Losers Club"; They decided on this name as they wanted to remind themselves and others from where they started and that, no matter what, they will always stick together. They did have the idea of cancelling out the Losers' middle S with a V, but decided against it as it may be too sexualizing of the group (YES THIS IS A HINT ON THE ORIGINAL IT BOOK IM SORRY IF YOU KNOW WHAT PART IM TALKING ABT I WISH I NEVER KNEW ABT IT EITHER LOL)
Their first album - Welcome to the Losers Club; Consisting of:
January embers
Come home
POP!
Aneurysm
Swear
Eddie's mom "RICHIE NO"
Don't float
Lo\s/er
Bloodoath
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kweebtrash · 6 years
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Or Nah (M)
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Messy Ch. 2
Pairing(s): OC X Johnny (features other members)
Genre: College AU, Fuckboy AU
Summary: Fuckboys are basically good for one thing. You hit it and quit it- except when his voice draws you in, his body keeps you there, and dumb ass feelings linger making things particularly messy.
Warnings: drugs, anxiety attacks, night terrors
Features: POV changes, bathroom/rough sex, fingering, blowjobs
Word Count: around 14k
A/N: ‘they’ and ‘she’ are used interchangeably on purpose.
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Lucas Pov
My phone was vibrating against the glass top of the coffee table ripping me out of sleep. The incessant buzzing was driving me crazy especially since my head was still fuzzy from last night. I barely remember getting home...well to Quinn and Eri's place anyway. I groaned and slammed my hand on the table feeling around until my phone was in hand. I squinted an eye open, peeking at the influx of messages that continued to scroll about my screen. I opened the messenger app and read through the dozens of texts. Johnny had added me to the group chat shortly after I met him and Jaehyun during ‘Welcome Weekend’. It was how i had found out about their party and now it was how I found out that Eri had hooked up with Johnny. He was supposedly the “king of of one night stands” and Eri was just another one to be added to his list. Or that was how it would all start out. Clearly, Ten and Yuta had met their match once they started playing with her. I wouldnt be surprised if Johnny started drooling over her too.
There was something about Eri. I still hadn’t quite figured it out myself. She was far from my type-which is why I first got with Quinn. Quinn was soft, small, pale blonde and a little ditzy- perfect. Eri on the other hand was raw, loud, obnoxious, and volatile. Dominant yet bratty, needing to be in control of everything and the first to protect if needed. She always ended up “momming” Quinn and I no matter what. She was also gorgeous in a way I didn't often see back home- tattoos everywhere, her hair a mish mash of colors, her skin deep, rich and intoxicatingly sweet. She had managed to seduce every last one of us. We were putty in her hands. Eri and I were only friends but i would be lying if I failed to admit that there were times where all i thought about was being between her legs for days on end.
I sighed and finally sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I tossed my two cents into the group conversation and yawned deeply. The smell of something cooking caught my attention and i realized I was fucking starving. I looked over at the small kitchen and saw Eri standing in front of the stove in nothing but her underwear and a little ass tank top, looking like i should eat her for breakfast instead. I adjusted myself on the couch and opened my camera, zooming in close to get the best view. I grabbed a pic and sent it to the chat. They would all be jealous of me getting to see this first thing in the morning-afternoon….whatever.. “Babeeeeessss, whatcha making me?”
“I had some pancake mix in the back of the fridge that was still good so there's that. There’s also some left over pizza. Breakfast of champions.”
“You look like a hot little wifey cooking for me. Just saying.”
“You know what you could say? Nothing.” She came towards me with the plate of food. “Here.”
My camera was still open so i faced it towards us under the guise of taking a selfie but i turned my head towards her, just as i hit the button, giving her a kiss. I posted it to the group chat too just to see if i could piss Johnny off. “How's your vag?” I asked Eri as i sent the picture.
“I survived I guess. My thighs still fucking hurt.” I moved my legs so she could sit on the couch beside me.
“Was he better than me?” I asked just out of curiosity.
“Lucas, you know I dont compare anyone. But he didn’t go down on me so he's already losing, just saying.”
I picked up one of the pancakes and shoved it in my mouth. “Fuckin’ pussy.”
“Dont talk with your mouth full. You're gonna choke.” She grabbed her PS4 controller and turned on the console as well as the tv. She flipped through the apps pulling up Netflix. “You wanna watch something? Quinn said they'd be coming home soon but i don't know how true that is.”
“Heard she was at T.Y.’s place.” I replied in between chewing and shoving another pancake in my mouth.
“Yep. Fucking him this time, i guess.”
I swallowed and shrugged. “I'll ask her to take a shower before we fuck.”
“How gentlemanly of you, Lucas.” She scoffed and started typing in the name of whatever show she wanted to watch. I noticed the hickies that were covering her dark skin, blending in with the tattoos on her back and shoulders.
“Damn, he did a number on you.” I said leaning in closer to her and running my fingers along the bruises. She winced a bit and tugged away from me.
“It's fine. I've had worse.”
“Yeah like when Ten accidentally cut you so deep you had to get stitches and Quinn wanted to deck him.”
She inhaled sharply. “Not one of our best moments. I squirmed by accident so I guess it was my fault.”
“Or he could’ve not hurt you.” I wiped my mouth on the back of my hand before kissing her shoulder.
“Eh. Whats the fun in that?”
I kissed up her neck, resisting the urge to bite her and make my marks better than Johnny's. “I make you cum just fine without hurting you.”
“Question.” She said, turning to me. “Do you like choking me?”
“What? Uh...i mean...it gets you off right?”
“Yeah, but do you like it?”
I scratched at the back of my neck. “I mean….”
She sighed. “Nevermind.”
“Aww, Eri, don't be mad. I dont mind doing it for you!”
“It's fine. Im not mad.” She curled up against my chest, wrapping her arm around my waist, and setting her legs on my lap.
I rubbed her thighs slowly, going up and down the length of them and paying extra attention to her hips. “Did you try and get him to do it?”
“Yeah, well sorta. I didnt say it outright but i kinda hinted at it. He pulled his hand away like he didnt want to touch me.”
“Not for nothing Eri but you’re like the only chick who's like ‘CHOKE ME’ during the first fuck. It can be kinda scary and not everyone's into that.”
“Fuckin’ wack is what that is.” She laughed.
“Maybe he'll do it next time.”
“Next time?” She scoffed. “I doubt there’s gonna be a next time.”
“You'd be surprised.” I kissed the top of her head and kept her close, kind of wondering if I should ask her if she wanted to fuck. It was too much work to do anal right now but maybe she'd at least want it slow. I could do that. I slipped my fingers underneath the strap of her tank top moving it down her shoulder.
“Lucas.”
I hated when she said my name like that. It was like i was in trouble with my mom. I kept rubbing small circles on her thigh, pretending like i wasn’t doing anything. “Hmm? What?”
“Cut it out.” She was always much stricter with how much we fucked, unlike Quinn. Eri was picky and everything had to be on her terms, which was why i always got reprimanded. I knew she still couldn’t resist me, especially when i gave her my puppy dog look.
“I swear i'm not doing anything!”
She rolled her eyes and pushed away from me. “Not right now.” She got up from the couch and headed back towards the kitchen. I stuffed the last pancake in my mouth and followed after her.
“Come on! I'll go slow! It wont even hurt. You know i take good care of you.” I chewed faster and swallowed hard before she yelled at me again.
“My thighs are killing me. I don’t even think i have the strength to open them for you to eat me out.”
“Well...you wanna at least suck me off?” She glared at me so hard that I stepped back in case her fist wanted to connect with my stomach. She was always an aggressive lover. “S-sorry…”
“You'd probably taste like pool water and sweat. No thanks.”
“Ok, you can pull one of my numbers and ask me to shower before hand. It's just...you know how i get in the morning, babes.” i pouted at her, starting my puppy dog stare.
“Don’t look at me like that. You know i hate that.”
“Pretty please? Pleaaassseeeeeee.”
She set her little hand on my face, smooshing me away. “I dont have time. I have band practice tonight and it starts soon.”
“Just a quick one i promise!! I'll be done fast!”
She groaned. “Lucas, seriously??” She rolled her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. “Fine! FINE! I don’t know how you always convince me.”
“Because you can’t resist me, that's why.” I gave her a quick kiss before running towards the bathroom to shower. Honestly, i should probably bring my shower stuff to their house at some point so I could stop smelling like vanilla, and cookies, and marigolds or whatever they used. I chucked off my shorts, tossing them in the corner where Eri could get them and do the laundry for me later. I grabbed my toothbrush and slapped some toothpaste on it before getting in the shower. I turned it on full blast, preferring a cold shower than the usual depths of hell i had to suffer through when i showered with Eri or Quinn.
“Some random person added me on snapchat! Do you know a DJJ0209?!” i heard her yell at me. I almost choked on my toothbrush. I hoped the running water hid the sound of my laughter.
“Oh...no! I dont! Did you add them?!” i called back out to her before spitting toothpaste down the drain.
I could tell she was responding but i had no idea what it was. It was hard to hear her now with my head fully under the water. Hopefully it wasnt too important. I finished brushing my teeth and moved onto washing my hair, trying to get chlorine smell out of it.
“Did you hear me earlier?” her voice appeared from inside the bathroom.
“No, all i heard was someone random added you on snapchat. Who was it?”
“I have no clue. Probs some weirdo from online. I'm just gonna block it.”
“No,” i tried to keep a straight face even though she couldn’t see me behind the curtain. “Just accept it. I'm sure it's fine.”
“What the hell!? I got another one….wait this one has a little character thing. Kinda looks like Taeil…”
“Just accept them both. Who knows maybe you'll find the love of your life.” I snorted.
“Hmm yes how romantic. Mommy, daddy, How did you meet? Well son, your father sent me a dick pic on snapchat and I was so in love we instantly got married.”
“Aww, you're like a real life Cinderella.”
She hit the shower curtain, trying to get at me. “Shut up, dumbass. I have to leave here by 6, and it's a little after 4:30 now.”
“I'm coming! You wont be late.”
“Mhm.” I could hear her walking back out of the bathroom. I finished rinsing my hair and washed up quickly. I was done in a few minutes, pulling back the shower curtain to see that Eri had left a fresh towel on the toilet. She was seriously the best. I dried off a bit then wrapped the towel around my waist, heading back over to the couch. She was laying on her stomach, feet crossed at her ankles in the air and typing furiously on her phone. I leaned over the back of the couch and trailed my hand over her lower back, watching her tense for a second. She was way warmer than my hands were. I couldn’t help but wish I could play with her a bit before she left.
“You're freezing.” She said as she set her phone beside mine on the coffee table.
“It's too hot. I felt sticky.” i moved around the couch, taking my place beside her again. She scooted closer to me, her hand tugging at the towel and pulling it open.
“Let’s get this over with.” She said.
“Gee, dont sound so enthused.” I rolled my eyes as she giggled at me. In a way i knew she was joking but also she was probably ready to get going to band practice. It was important to her but so was i. She would make time for me. I cupped her face in my hands, pulling her close for a heated kiss while her hand fell between my thighs and groped my cock. I licked her lips before she let me in, my tongue filling up her mouth and making her squirm a bit. I loved the way it felt when we kissed. She was always a tease, hungry yet slow, or fast and harsh. You never knew what you were going to get. Whenever i could get a soft little moan out of her, it would go straight to my cock, making me breathe harder and want to fuck her for hours on end just to coax more out.
I slid my hand down her back, moving down to cup her ass. It was one of my favorite things about her. There was nothing better then seeing how good it looked while i fucked her from behind, better yet when i fucked her ass. I tried pulling her onto my lap but she let out a strained whimper.
“Careful…” She whispered. Ok, note to self, beat the shit out of Johnny next time i saw him for making my Eri so sore. I let go of her ass and opted for her hip again while my other hand slid under her tank top. I was already half hard, giving her some room to start stroking. I opened my legs wider as she rubbed her thumb over my head in slow circles making every nerve feel electrified. I was already wiggling my hips towards her palm, parting my lips to feed a deep groan down her throat. She already knew everything i loved, everything that turned me on, everything that could make me cum. She guided her kisses to my neck, sucking on my jugular just a bit before pressing her lips down my chest.
I relaxed my head back against the couch, my nails digging into the armrest when i felt her lips surrounding me. She eased herself down, little by little, stroking what she couldn't fit in her mouth. Her tongue circled around my head and she popped off it completely to kiss up and down my shaft. Her kisses slipped down to my balls, tongueing them just enough to make me almost lose my cool. I thrusted my hips more as i tried to get her to take me back in. She looked up at me, that same controlling look in her eye.
“You gonna behave?” She asked, raising a brow.
I licked my lips and looked at at her. “Are you?”
She sat up and pulled away from me. “I'll stop right now, Lucas. I swear.”
“No you wont.” I dared.
She scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Oh really?”
“Mhm.” i moved closer towards her, angling my head for a kiss which I knew she would pull away from. In that instant i grabbed her neck making it disappear in the coverage of my hand. Her whole body relaxed and her face fell into an expression of bliss. Her eyes were practically rolling back in her head as her giddy giggles became strained when i closed my fingers around her tighter. It was scary as all hell to do this and it wasn’t necessarily something I enjoyed but seeing how good it made her feel got me going even more. Over time i got used to it, especially when she'd clench around me and scratch at my back, her body begging me to choke her harder. “Keep sucking, babes. It feels so good when I'm in your mouth.” i swiped my thumb over her full bottom lip, watching as her tongue poked out to lick it.
I let her go then and she eased back down, sucking faster this time. Her cheeks were starting to hollow out dragging more moans out of me. I set my hand on the back of her head, adding just enough pressure to keep her in place. I trailed my other hand down her back, sliding one of my fingers underneath her panties to feel how wet she was. She was trying to squirm away from from me but i let my finger slide slowly up and down her lower lips, rubbing each drop of slick through her folds and around her clit. I shushed her gently, telling her that i just wanted to make her feel good. I loved when she came with me and i was hoping she would swallow if i had her distracted enough.
I made circles on her bundle of nerves with just the tip of my middle finger, finally managing to get a louder moan out of her. The timbre from those cute sounds were enough to make my toes curl. I choked back her name, opting to keep quiet for now so I could concentrate. Her warm hand cupped my balls then, squeezing each one slightly as her thumb pressed into the sensitive points. I was already starting to throb in her tight mouth and it was making my nails dig into her scalp harder. I felt her wiggle her hips, reminding me that my finger was still in her panties. I rocked my finger through her wetness one last time before pushing it in slowly. I let her fuck herself on it as much as she wanted, leaving her to control the pace while i focused on my impending orgasm. “Eri...fuck…” i whispered.
She pulled off in one slow drag, rolling my precum over her tongue. “You know the drill.”
I groaned. “Please, Eri? Please? Just this once? I promise i’ll-”
“No. You know the rules.”
“But Quinn-”
“Then you should've asked Quinn.” she snapped back.
I dodged her glare and nodded in defeat. One day I was going to get her to swallow but for now i guess i had to cum on myself….again. She switched out her mouth with her hand, fisting the head of my cock before sliding down my shaft and giving it a squeeze. Cum was already starting to dribble down her hand as her hold on me tightened and loosened with each stroke. She pressed her chest to mine, bringing my head closer to cover her neck in kisses and miniscule bites. Her nails were digging into shoulder ever so slightly and her angry, commanding tone melted into that dangerously sweet voice.
“Come on, baby boy. Cum for me.” she cooed.
I held onto her then, so fucking tight, trying to bury my scream into her skin. I felt my stomach heat up as i came all over myself, my thigh muscles tensing. I swallowed back, panting against her chest as i worked through the tail end of my high. She kissed the top of my head, running her fingers through my hair, until I regained my composure.
“I gotta get dressed now.” She said, wiping her hand on the towel. I slid my hand out of her panties and groaned as i looked up at her.
“Stay for a bit…”
“I cant, its’ already about to be five. Quinn's gonna be home soon and you should actually get to your dorm sometime soon. You have class tomorrow.”
“Fuck class…”
“If you skip i'm gonna beat your ass.” She slid off the couch and headed to her room. She didn’t bother closing the door as she pulled her tank top over her head and dropped her panties. I had to look away, knowing i would make a bigger mess if i kept staring.
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Eri's PoV
I shoved open the apartment door, kicking off my boots that were starting to dig into my feet. It felt so good to be home instead of a tiny garage sweating my ass off. I lugged my guitar and amp back to my room trying to ignore the loud moans coming from Quinn's room. I set my instrument down in the little sacred corner I set up where it wouldn't be disturbed, making sure to keep my cords wrapped up. Now that I was finally in the semi-peacefulness of my room I could take off the clothes that seemed to be glued to me. I pulled off my shorts, taking my phone out of my back pocket. I hadn’t checked it in hours and i could see the screen full of notifications. One caught my eye in particular. I clicked on the little bell which opened up my snapchat. There was one photo notification from the username i didnt recognize from this afternoon. I was going to scream if it was a dick pic. I dont even know why i thought it was a good idea to listen to Lucas and accept the request.
I braced myself as i clicked on it, waiting for the worse, even closing my eyes a bit. But it wasn’t bad. In fact...it was just Johnny. Johnny?? I gripped my phone tighter, pulling it closer to my face to examine the cute puppy filter on his black and white selfie, a simple caption of ‘hey’ towards the bottom of the screen. I couldn’t help the smile that tugged on my lips. He looked incredibly cute and definitely less like an annoying fuckboy. My heart started beating faster as i realized i should respond to him. I looked like a mess and i had no idea what i should i take a picture of. My room wasn't that clean, my face was meh at best and it was way too early for ass pics. I stared into my full length mirror, accessing the damage of my makeup. With my crappy room lighting and the use of a hundred filters I could potentially pull off a worthwhile selfie to send.
I angled my phone from above and mulled through the filters, finding a cute cat one that smoothed out my face to an angelic glow and made me have giant doe eyes. When i was satisfied i snapped the pic and typed in ‘Hey yourself’ as the caption. I expected him to leave me on read for most of the night and moved onto the other notifications i had. There was a text message from Yuta showing off new hot pink rope he had gotten (one of my favorite colors), a text from Taeyong telling me that Quinn had left their vest there (which im sure he texted just to have an excuse to talk to me), and a comment from Ten on my latest instagram selfie i took at practice (when my makeup was not so gross). I went to work answering them making the minutes pass by, keeping my mind off the thought of waiting for Johnny’s response. Thankfully, the waiting was short lived.
It was another picture but this one wasn’t so innocent and cute. His shirt was halfway up his torso, exposing his abs and the trimmed line of hair that trailed below his belly button and disappeared under the waistband of his Supreme briefs that were barely covered by his sweatpants. They did no justice in hiding the thick bulge beneath. His caption this time was ‘wyd?’. I stared at the picture so intently that my eyes started to blur a bit. I hadn’t even noticed i was holding my breath until my chest struggled to expand. He was reminding me exactly why i ended up in his bed last night and why i still felt the ache in my thighs.
I wasn't going to snap him back this time. No way. I knew exactly what he was doing- just trying to get me back in his bed. I wasn't going to fall for it. I was going to let him think that i wasn't desperate and let him suffer. I set my phone face down on my bed and pulled off my fishnet stockings and my shirt, tossing them in my hamper. I whipped off my bra and pulled on the tank top i had earlier, returning to my comfy pj state. Flopping onto my mattress, i laid back and reached for the headphones that always resided beside my pillow. They were my prized possession, complete with perfect outside noise cancellation. I opened up my spotify and hit shuffle on one of my favorite albums, sighing contently as Quinn and Lucas’ moaning was finally blocked out. I set my phone on my stomach and closed my eyes. I could use another nap to be honest…
But first…
I opened up my snapchat again succumbing to the victory of being the last one to send a teasing picture. I put the hem of my tank top cheekily between my teeth while i pressed my boobs together, making them fuller and have optimum cleavage. My caption was just a response to his question; ‘nothing much. Hbu?’.
I was too damn weak for him. I knew what the hell was under his sweatpants already but somewhere deep in the back of my mind, no matter how much i tried to ignore it, i had been thinking about the way he felt inside me. The dull ache, his long fingers, every bite of his perfect teeth on my skin, the small growls that made every one of my hairs stand on end. I thought there wouldnt be a next time- That i would just have to chalk him up to another one night stand- but now i knew he was interested in something a little more and i could play my favorite game of cat and mouse.
I set my phone back on my stomach opting to focus on the music. My nails drummed against my phone case following the beat of the heavy bass. It felt like an internal clock was ticking, reminding me like an annoying little devil that I was desperate for a response. Minutes turned into a half hour, a half hour turned into  an hour. I gave up on my ability to wait when Lucas banged on my door, loud enough to shake me from half asleep stupor. He was asking me to drive him back to his dorm. I didn’t bother putting my shorts back on. Instead i trudged to the front door in just my panties, sliding on my flipflops as we made our way out to the parking lot. The both of us were yawning as we got into my car, the passenger seat was still all the way back from when he got in three days ago.
“Had fun?” I asked. I could tell he was getting drained. Having sex non stop was going to run him right into the ground. He and Quinn were always hot messes like that. And I got called the stuck up one because my relationships were slightly more calculated.
“Yeah…” He grumbled.
“How many you'd get out?”
“2...Quinn got 5.”
“Oh boy. Let me guess, you didnt eat since I fed you either, right?” He didn't answer. I sighed and took a right turn away from the dorms and towards the strip of fast food places downtown.
“Where you going?”
“To get you food.” I flicked him in the temple, making him wince. “You need to eat and stop thinking with your dick so much.”
“Yes, Eri.” He sighed as set his head on his open faced palm, staring out the window. I pulled into a Taco Bell, rubbing his knee to pull him out of his sleepy daze. He gave me his order which seemed to be a whole laundry list of calories and fat. I pulled up to the next window and automatically reached for my debit card only to realize that i had left it at the apartment inside my shorts.
“Fuck.” I whispered.
Lucas dug into his pocket and handed me his card from his wallet. I started to protest but he just gave me a small smile. “I owe you. Dont worry about it. Youre always taking care of me anyway.”
I took his card and handed it over to the employee, waiting for his order. I felt his warm hand slip into mine giving it a little squeeze. “Dont start that gay shit.” I joked. He was always so clingy, loving, and sweet and I...liked to suppress everything I could about my emotions. Somehow he always found a way to bring something caring and nurturing out of me. He was so far from home that within the year or so that Quinn and I had known him, we became his family. Sure we all fucked but it just...kinda worked that way. I could be his best friend and caregiver and we could also connect physically to a point where it was neutral. He knew i would never want a relationship with him and that was for the best.
“Dont lie, Eri. Somewhere between your big tits you have a heart and not some black void like you pretend to have.”
“Excuse you, you leave my black void alone. It's fine just the way it is. I'm going to keep it that way.”
“Admit it. In there you have love for me and Quinn. And probably Johnnnyyyyyyyy~”
“Oh, grow up.” I scoffed. “Besides he's the one who wants it more than i do. It was him who sent me the request this afternoon and he’s already sent me a slutty snap.” i replied, grabbing the bag of food from the worker and handing it over to Lucas.
“Ohhh so that’s who that was? Shocker.”
“Yeah, you knew it was him, you little shit.”
“I’m your wingman, babes. You'll thank me later.”
I pulled out of the drive through and headed back in the direction of his dorm building. “I doubt that but ok. I dont even know if i'm gonna fuck him again.”
“You will.” he replied before shoving a burrito in his mouth. I pulled up to the building shortly after, ignoring his little quip and setting myself in park.
“Here we are, kid.”
He swallowed hard, licking his fingers of cheese sauce. “Can i come over next weekend?”
“I'm gonna be busy with Yuta on Saturday so see what Quinn says.”
“Ugh, fine.” He leaned in close and gave me a soft kiss, holding it for a bit longer than usual. “See you around!” He got out the car, taking his bag of food and backpack with him. I waited until i saw him disappear into the building before taking off. My phoned buzzed from within my cup holder and i wondered if it was Johnny. I waited until i came across a red light before stealing a glance at my phone. My mouth went dry as soon i saw his username on my screen. I wanted to see what he had sent so bad but if it was too good i didnt want it to happen while i was in the car and distracted.
I zoomed down the street, my foot a little bit heavier on the gas pedal than necessary. I was home in a flash, almost drifting into a parking space before taking the steps to my apartment two at a time. I unlocked the door and rushed in, surprised to see Quinn hobbling out of their room.
“Now i know how you feel with Johnny. My thighs are killing me.”
“Speaking of Johnny.” I spat out excitedly. “He added me on snapchat and his last snap to me was him in sweatpants with his dick print all perfect and his abs out and shit. I wanted to die. And now he just sent me another one and since you’re done with Lucas you can see it.”.
“God i hope it's his dick. Will you let me see his dick? I want to see his dick.”
I shrugged and clicked on his notification. “i guess we'll see- holy fucking shit.”
I could barely see his face, only his lips curling into a smirk as his monstrous hand groped at his bulge, giving it a quick shake. God it was so gross yet here i was salivating over it. His caption was ‘thought about how good you felt’. The 10 second clip was gone almost instantly but the view was already ingrained in my mind.
“Well if youre not gonna go over there and fuck him i will.” Quinn said.
“I’d rather you kinda….didn't.” I  looked down at them as a little bit of awkwardness sparked between us.
They pouted and crossed their arms. “You're gonna hog all that to yourself?! That's so unfair!”
“Ok, i know were pretty open about who we fuck because were in the same social circle but we kinda share Yuta and Lucas already! And i'm pretty sure Taeyong is up my ass again too, so that’s three guys! Let me have this ONE.”
“Ugh!! You’re getting soft! Was his dick that good that it went straight to your head and made you loopy?! We’re supposed to use them and leave! That’s it.”
“I know! I mean i usually leave right after when I’m with Ten and Yuta, i dropped Taeyong entirely, and Lucas hangs around here constantly so i can’t do much about that. You're the one that usually kicks him out. I dont know...i just…”
“You like him?!”
“I do not! I just like his dick! And maybe his lips….and his eyes...and his arms. And his tummy is cute too. His butt looks suuuuper good and-”
“You're weak, Eri. Promise me you will only use him for his dick. He's a dumb fuckboy who doesn’t deserve you.” Quinn said.
“I know that! And it’s gonna stay that way. Trust me. I'm not even going to answer him back. I’m tired so i’m heading to bed. I’ve got an early class anyway.”
“Yeah you do that. Between Jae, Taeyong, and Lucas, i’m pooped. I'm gonna stay home tomorrow.”
I rolled my eyes. Sometimes their will to not do anything successful with college was irritating. “Ok well you do that. Just be quiet if you're going to stay up late.” i said as i disappeared into my room and curled up in bed. What i said was partially true; i wasn't going to answer Johnny back. Well not now at least. He made me wait an hour before answering me. I was petty enough to make him wait twice as long for my response. I decided to set a timer as a reminder to get up and take a cute pic of my ass. But first a quick nap would do me good.
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My alarm shook me out of my sleep, the heavy guitar riff scaring the crap out of me. I felt around for my phone groaning as i lifted my head off my pillow to shut it off. I blinked a few times bringing the time into view. It was 7:30 am. I totally missed my timer to respond back to Johnny and i didn't have time to take something sexy now. There were no other notifications from him either. I only had a few texts from my harem and a good morning selfie from Lucas. Glad he was actually going to class at least.
I forced myself out of bed and started getting ready. Shower, brushing my teeth, getting makeup on my face so i looked semi alive and like i didnt want to throw myself out a window. I picked out a random pair of leggings and a cut up band tee. That would suffice for today. I pulled on my worn out converses and grabbed my backpack, stuffing my headphones and laptop in it. I put some deodorant on and tossed it in my bag as well. I still had a decent amount of time to get to the commuters parking lot and head to the dungeon of journalism buildings. Once i got there, it only took a few minutes to find my classroom. It was a tiny box of a room with barely any air conditioning and older wooden desks. I plopped down in the middle aisle, already feeling my thighs stick to the chair.
Waiting for class to start was a pain. I was hungry and wanted coffee. I would maybe have some time to go to the Starbucks downtown before my next class. I didnt really have Starbucks money to spare but i needed a pick me up. Other students started shuffling in as the 9 o’ clock mark crept closer. Our professor still hadn’t shown up yet. The general consensus was 10 minutes without a teacher and you were free to leave. Please let me leave, i begged silently. If I didn’t cave in and get Starbucks I could sleep in a bit more in one of the quiet rooms in the library. I had some heavy decisions to weigh out within the next five minutes before I was able to book it.
I was watching the time tick on my phone when i saw a notification from snapchat. Oh fuck…It was Johnny. I opened it quickly, covering my phone just in case it was some sort of morning wood pic. I started wondering, just for a moment, if he slept in those sweats or completely naked. When i looked down at the picture it was actually of me sitting at my desk. The caption was ‘Ur not even gonna say hi? Lol’. I straightened up and whipped my head around trying to see where the fuck he was. I saw his smirk from the back right corner of the room, sunglasses over his eyes as he gave me a little head nod and stuck his tongue out. I whipped back around in my seat, trying to hide the blush that splattered across my cheeks.
Of course he would have class with me. Of fucking course. I had no idea what to do. Would this be awkward for us if we kept fucking? I could just ignore him for the entire semester. Pretend that any emotion towards him didn't exist and that we hadn’t fucked. While i was building my exterior facade into a sturdy wall my interior was crumbling with panic. I started furiously texting Quinn, even though i knew they weren't awake, just to get my internal screaming out. How was i supposed to get away from him now?! I had to look at those stupid gorgeous lips and thick thighs every single day of fall semester! All i could do was pray that the professor still didn't show up. My foot was furiously bouncing in anticipation of my freedom and potential to leave Johnny in the dust.
Unfortunately, i didn't get my wish. The professor came in then, huffing, puffing, and way too flustered. I set my head on the table and groaned, barely ready to suffer through the next hour and a half. Every once in awhile it would feel like Johnny was watching me but each time i looked back i was sure he was sleeping behind his sunglasses. He was probably up partying too late last night again. i caught him rubbing his eyes and yawning, looking so soft and sleepy. My lips tugged into a smile, that gooey, sickly sweet feeling returning to my stomach. I needed that to stop. I sighed and looked down at the syllabus that had been passed out. No one actually gave a crap about these. We just needed to know the due dates and what stupid projects we had. Time droned on but luckily we were let out a little early.
I stood up quickly, grabbing my bag and heading straight for the door, not bothering to look back to see if Johnny was on my tail. I got my answer either way when i felt an arm around my shoulders steering me towards the rows of rentable lockers. “So you are definitely ignoring me, right?” I heard him ask.
I groaned internally. “Not necessarily. I mean i couldn't just get up in the middle of class and ride your dick.” I kept myself in front of him, shuffling my weight from one foot to the other and gripping the strap of my backpack tightly.
“Definitely would have been better then going through another fucking syllabus. Like we dont know how to read.” He rolled his eyes. “Anyway, when’s your next class?”
“Why?” I asked curiously.
He looked around for a second before leaning against the lockers. “Wanna hook up again? I need a quickie.”
I couldn't help the giggle that escaped me. “Oh you need one, huh? Damn, didn't think you'd be the needy type Johnny.”
He sucked his teeth and rolled his eyes. “Let me put it this way then. I want to fuck and you’re the only one that’s here right now. Hows that sound?”
“Sounds like you're still thirsty from when I didn't answer your snap last night.”
“Don't know why you're playing hard to get when you weren’t that hard to get in my bed on Saturday.”
“And you definitely aren't hard to wrap around my finger.” I shot back, glaring at him as our bodies edged closer to each other.
“I’m hardly wrapped around your finger.” His almost hissed as he leaned in.
“You're here wanting to fuck me again, aren't you?” I crossed my arms and smirked up at him, knowing I had bested him in his little shade contest.
He dragged his tongue over his teeth and scoffed.  He looked away for a second, probably trying to recoup his ego. “Look, you want it or nah? I don’t have time to waste”
I got my phone out of my bra and flicked on the screen, pretending to see if I had enough time for him. My next class still wasn’t for another hour and a half. I could squeeze in a quickie. Besides if this perked me up then I could save a few bucks on coffee. I let out an exaggerated sigh. “I guess I have some free time. You got a condom?”
He patted his shorts, grabbing his wallet from his back pocket before flipping it open and checking the money pocket. “Yep.”
“I’m not about to fuck you with some old ass condom you’ve had in your wallet since you were like 16.”
“I just put it in there the other day, stupid. Anyway, where you wanna go?”
“Third floor has private bathroom. Normally that floor is pretty empty until later on in the afternoon. Follow me.”
I slipped in front of him, trying my best to make sure he had a view of my ass in the leggings that left little to the imagination. Besides if I lead the way I wouldn’t have to struggle as much to keep up with his long strides. We maneuvered up the stairs, flowing around the clog of students shifting classes. When we got to the third floor it was mostly clear as I had expected but I still looked around to see if anyone would possibly notice us. Johnny didn’t care, however. He sprinted ahead of me, swinging the door open the to single stall. “Come on already. No one’s gonna see.”
I sighed and scurried over to him, bouncing into the room and rushing him to close the door. He rolled his eyes as he set his backpack down and locked the door. “What? You think we’re gonna get in trouble out something? A bathroom isn’t the same as the student affairs office.”
“Shut up, asshole. I just want to be sure no one is going to interrupt us is all. I don’t have time to hear you whining about blue balls or some shit.”
“Whatever, scaredy cat. Let’s get this over with.” He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it by his backpack.
“Let’s get this over with? You know I can just leave you here to jerk off if that’s how you’re gonna be.”
“Yeah but you wont.” He grabbed the strap of my backpack and forced me close to him, my head almost ramming into his chest. I braced myself against him, about to bombard him with profanities when his hands cupped either side of my face. His head came down to connect our lips and I melted then, hungry to satisfy my addiction that already developed for his sensual kisses. I clung to his waist tight as we melded together. His tongue slipped out to massage my own, sucking it into his mouth to control every aspect of our tangle. He retreated his hands from my face and worked to shove my backpack off and drop it beside us. I had begun to claw at the waistband of his shorts while he grabbed a hold of my hair. His other hand rested on the small of my back, making sure i was crushed against him. My breath was barely able to escape with how close we were and his lips not breaking from mine. I managed to pop open the button of his fly while he moved us backwards, trapping me between his well built frame and the bathroom wall. I pulled away finally, gulping down air that he threatened to take away again.
“You like shoving me against shit, don’t you?” i panted heavily.
He licked his lips, lowering himself even more to kiss at my neck. “I like having you exactly where i want you. Plus, it's hot to see you stand on your tiptoes just to try and kiss me.”
“I'm pretty sure you just like me being short because my mouth is closer to your dick.”
“I mean that too.” He chuckled lowly before wrapping his lips around my collarbone to draw blood to the surface. “We can test that out if you want.”
“If i'm good at giving head?”
He small groan against my shoulder. “Yeah. That.”
“Well…” I grabbed onto his shoulders and shoved him back, switching our positions to have him pinned to the wall. “I haven't had any complaints yet.” Johnny looked a little surprised, yet excited at the prospect of me sucking him off. His eyes were fixated on me, on my lips, as i trailed passionate kisses down his stomach and nipped at his iliac's crest. In a split second, his shorts were around his ankles and my knees followed them to the ground. I was mostly confident in my ability to pleasure him until a sickening feeling started bubbling in my mind. How the hell he was even remotely going to fit into my mouth? I could barely take him inside me without minutes on end of preparation. Now he expected me to shove him down my throat? I swallowed hard when the outline of his dick trapped in his boxer briefs stared me down.
“You just gonna sit there or-?” he snapped.
I realized he had been waiting for me to start. My heart was thundering already as I tried to conceive of a way to swallow him down comfortably. I sighed internally and just decided to bite the bullet. I rested my hands on his hips kissing the outline of his cock through his underwear. His breath stilled as his eyes closed and his head dipped back ever so slightly. I kissed the head of his cock, sucking gently and tonguing around the thickness. My hands wandered from his hips to his ass, grabbing a hold of his firm cheeks. I heard him let out a small laugh before pulling my hands away, making me pout.
“What's up with you girls and my ass? Ya”ll are always grabbing it.” he said.
“Not for nothing but it’s pretty cute and if you want me to enjoy sucking your dick even more, you should probably let me do it.” I yanked my hands from his and pulled down his underwear swiftly, revealing what made me scared yet lustful. He was rolling his eyes, preparing to retort with another quip when i wrapped my lips fully around his head. He exhaled softly instead, making the easiest of thrusts into my mouth as he started getting hard. My mouth was expanding to accommodate being fuller and I tried swallowing around him, inching my way down gradually. My eyes were already squeezed shut, my chest heaving as i forced myself to breathe through my nose.
The groan that came out of him was definitely a bit louder and deeper than what i heard during our last hookup. It was followed by a much softer ‘keep going’ as his long fingers came to rest on my shoulder. His thumb stroked my jugular, keeping me steady against him. My body relaxed a bit more as i felt the warmth of his hand so close to my neck. I was leaning into him again, wanting to feel the constriction of my air supply. I was able to swallow down more, barely half way but better than what i expected. I worked a hand around his base, giving a small squeeze before starting rhythmic strokes. My fingers met my lips as I flowed between sucking and stroking, trying my best to coax those rumbly groans out of him once more.
His thumb finally pressed into the front of my throat and I could feel the pressure every time i swallowed back. My grip on his ass tightened my nails digging into the muscles and leaving small marks behind. I wrapped a small moan around the tip of his cock as I felt the beginning drops of precum coat my taste buds. He hissed softly as he slipped the condom from his pocket into my hand. “Hurry…”
I smirked, releasing him from my mouth and tearing the foil open. “Still so needy, Johnny~”
He turned his eyes away from me. “Just hurry up and make me cum.”
“Hah, funny. I'm the one who should be cumming before you, asshole.”
“If you earn it.” He guided my hand towards his dick, commanding me to roll the condom on. 
I scoffed, pinching the tip of the rubber as i rolled it down his shaft. “If I earn it? You’re seriously bad at trying to be the one in charge.” I lied. His sharp tongued quips and deep tone was sending shivers down my spine. I wanted him to control me, command me, and have me fight tooth and nail against him.
Johnny grabbed me by my arms, hauling me up to my feet and harshly pulling down my leggings. I couldnt even say anymore before his fingers were down my panties. His middle finger was coyly circling my entrance and I knew he was just trying proving his point. Specifically, when his finger made one slow drag up to my clit before sliding back down again. “You were saying?”
I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms over my chest. “Instead of annoying me with your smart ass mouth and your boring repeated tricks, why don’t you repay the favor by eating me out?”
He looked down at me, wrinkling his nose in a face of disgust. “Nah, i'm cool.”
Excuse me?? What? Did he really just deny eating me out? What kind of nonsense was that?!
“Why not? I literally just sucked your dick. It's the least you could do.” i almost growled. I would have much rather had him go down on me and not be such a jerk about it. Maybe i was spoiled. Every single one of my other partners would do it for me, from Taeyong to Quinn to Lucas and everyone in between. Johnny was the worst exception and my mind still toyed with the idea of leaving him here to get off on his own. I felt his finger dip into me again, trying to distract me from my tirade of angry thoughts. I hated him for all the convincing he was doing by filling me with his thick long fingers, furling and unfurling at a pace that made me squirm against him. My anger was slowly dissolving and my hips were grinding into his palm with each thrust. His breath brushed against my ear while his other hand tugged on the hem of my tee.
“Off, now.” He purred against me.
His command was better and more convincing this time. The timbre of his voice made my thighs clench just a bit and brought out the worst in my bratty personality. “Make me.”
I didn’t expect him to laugh in my face. “What are you, twelve? Just take it off.”
“Shut up! You're the one trying to command me and shit!.”
“I thought that's what you liked? Or is that only when you're tied up with your legs open?” He pulled his fingers out of me, my juices glistening under the fluorescent lighting. I stared at them, my tongue coming to drag over my bottom lip as tension filled the minimal space between us. I swallowed back when i saw the way he was looking at me, irritated yet primal in a way. He gave another tug on my shirt and i didnt question it this time. I pulled it over my head, along with my bra, and dropped it to the floor, never taking my eyes off him as he gripped my chin and pushed his cum covered fingers passed my lips.
The way he filled my mouth so easily had me clawing at his waist to keep him against me. My tongue worked over each digit, sucking my taste off before forcing myself down to his knuckles. His brows furrowed as he watched, concentrating on every movement and the way I grabbed at his wrist as if I was pleading to never pull away. I did however manage to regain myself enough to send a taunting question his way. “Remember when you said you were going to finger me so hard you would have me cumming in minutes? That didn't happen last time. Gonna make up for your lie?”
“i wasn’t lying but since you want to test me so bad bend over the fucking sick then, smartass.”
He shoved me towards the sink so fast that I struggled to kick off my converses and leggings so i wouldn't trip. I grabbed onto the sides of the sink, glaring back at Johnny through the mirror that was bolted above it. “You don't have to push me.”
“Aw baby,” he cooed as he lifted my knee onto the edge of the sink. “Dont lie, i know you love this. I’m gonna make you cum all over my cock.”
“Pause. Big pause. Don’t ever, and i mean, EVER say that. It's gross and literally the most unsexy thing someone could ever say.”
He shrugged, his voice dropping in tonality. “Usually girls want me to say shit like that.”
“Get it through your thick skull that i’m not one of your little chickenheads. What works for them doesn't do shit for me. Just...be yourself.” I sighed as I squared my shoulders and looked back at him. “Ok?” I said softly.
He licked his lips and cleared his throat. “What fucking ever.” He was back to his cocky attitude then but for a split second i could see a small shift in his eyes. Maybe it was doubt or him softening up a bit through me calling him out. I hoped it got through to him or else i'd have to use one of Ten’s ball gags every time i was with him.
He resumed his impatient plunges, as if nothing had transpired, discarding whatever feelings that were passing through his thoughts. He pressed his chest into my back, forcing me to stay bent over the small bowl. The pressure of his body against mine continued to build up and overwhelm my endorphins. I braced my hand against the mirror, the heat from it fogging into a print. God, he was such an asshole for making me feel this good.
He gathered my hair in his fist, tugging slightly to angle my head towards the mirror so i could see the smirk on his reflection.“You know i think i like it better when you don't talk either.”
I gave him a spiteful glare as our eyes chased one another before his tongue dove to place lavish licks across my throat. My shoulders tensed at the sensation, fighting to give into carnal desires that seemed to flare up whenever I was with him.
He placed more bites between my shoulder blades mixing them with the still fresh marks from our previous escapade. He joined his destruction of my skin's surface with the curling of his fingers again, pressing the pads of his fingertips against the sensitive area within me. My lips clasped into a impenetrable wall, sealing in my moan while his were flowing freely into my shoulders. I felt his cock burying into my back, the friction of my squirming leading him into torment. My supporting leg seemed to lift up on its own, bringing me to my tip toes, making him get as deep as he could. The torture ceased when i finally gave into his claim, my first orgasm shocking me as it had in fact hit me in minutes. I almost believed i could snap the sink in half with how utterly amazing his fingers were.
My head dipped low as i sank back, trying to recover before he worked me up again. I wanted to rest my propped up leg down on the ground but Johnny kept it pinned in place. He didnt let me have a moment to myself. Instead he vanished inside me so breathtakingly fast that my gasp surrounded us in echoes. His hand forced an iron grip on my hip while his muscles worked to piston into me. I leaned back against his shoulder reminding me of the climax of our first fuck. My eyes were fluttered closed, lips parted and waiting to feel his tongue overrunning mine. The small teasing nibbles to my lips that turned into rumbling bites were enough to make me weak.
Mewls, curses, and begs circulated between us Then it was over. He pulled away without an explanation, a pattern he was performing all too familiarly. He busied himself with kicking off his shoes and stumbling out of his shorts. I knew he hadnt cum yet and i need that deep stretch between my thighs and that radio voice to make me drip. I crossed my arms over my chest, waiting for his next move. “Well?”
He showed nothing more than calculated movements to pull me up into his arms, keeping me between his chest and the wall anew. There wasn’t any struggle to lift me, not even so much as a grunt when the muscles in his arms flexed to support my legs and my ass. I watched every inch of him tense; his legs square and steady, his chest rising and falling with each heavy inhale, and his shoulder blades pinching inwards. He was literally beautiful and i despised it. He was making my brain feel as if it was stuck in the clouds and was never going to clear itself of the fog.  He had spread me out for him, my legs dangling over his striated forearms,
I felt him then, his shaft riding between my lower lips to coat himself in my wetness. It was opposite of the rushed thrusts he had moments ago that made my stomach burn. The ridge of his head ghosted across my clit with each upward motion reminding me that the simplistic move was enough to bring me closer to insanity. That sensation was my favorite thing in the world and i ached for more. I held onto his shoulders, stabilizing myself as i inched my hips to meet his in an unwavering continuation of my satisfaction. His eyes flickered down at me, that smug look mocking me. Why did he know how to tease me so well?
I wanted to shove his face away from me but instead i dipped a hand down from his shoulder, my nails scraping against his torso. His eyes followed my fingers, getting wide as he found them spreading myself open for him. I could see his adam's apple bob with a hard swallow. “Fuck...” He shuddered. I felt my back slide down the wall as his hold on me wavered for a second. He hiked me up, repositioning me as he got a hold of himself. He was at a better angle now and the tip of his cock was already pushing past my entrance. I rested my head against the wall trying to distract myself from the way my already sore thighs were shaking and instead concentrate on the returning thrusts.
The slow sweet feeling got my body on edge just as much as the fast pace plowing did. I could feel myself tingling, shuddering each time his head caught a sensitive spot within my walls. Johnny dripped kisses across my breasts as his tongue teased tantric circles around my nipple before capturing it between his plush lips. My back arched, my breast filling his mouth enough for him to bite the swell of it. My breath hiccuped as i felt the sting of his teeth grazing against my skin. I wanted to see the after effects of those perfect rows when i thought of him later on tonight. He kissed at the indentations, creeping his way back up to my neck. 
His motions switched to a rough slam that had his hips forcing me back against the clammy wall as i clutched onto him for dear life. The calculated and harsh thrusts were powerful enough to drive feelings out of me that i preferred to keep repressed. It didn't help at all when his husky fervored radio voice finally groaned in my ear, “Fuck, Eri….you feel so good.”
In my head i was begging him not to stop though all i could get out was little squeaks as my nails etched streaks into his back. He hissed as i clenched around him with as much strength as i could muster, spurring the morphing jagged stutters of his hips faster. Our lips met in a rougher kiss once more, teeth clashing and moans interrupting each grab of our tongues. He was stretching me as he throbbed until the ever euphoric feeling flushed over us together. Our bodies had somehow managed to sync our orgasms which shocked me into silence. Johnny pressed his forehead into my shoulder as he slowed down, riding out the last aching feeling between us. I was tingling all over, my limbs feeling like tv static, as a wave of warmth washed over my skin. Everything about this was a mystery I had to unravel. It was new and different. I had never cum at the same time as my partner before. I always thought it was an enigma that only appeared in movies and tv shows. Now that I was experiencing it I had no idea what to do or say. I looked up at him as i tried to gather myself.
“Shit...uh…” What did you say to someone who made you feel so painstakingly good?
He pulled out of me gently before setting me down on my unstable legs. I diverted my eyes from him and managed to catch my reflection in the mirror. New hickies were all over me flowing with the others and the teeth marks on my chest made the skin tender. The fatigue was setting in hard and i was harshly reminded of the warm September weather that the shitty air conditioning in this building couldn't keep up with. I wanted to shower then sleep forever, maybe with him in my bed.
That minuscule daydream ended as i saw him tossing out the used condom and getting dressed. He was cold and distant like i usually was after a quick fuck..
“See ya.” He said as he pulled his shirt back over his head and grabbed his backpack. I gave him the finger as the door shut behind him, cursing under my breath. I was pretending that it wasn’t phasing me that he was leaving me out in the cold again. I turned on the faucet and ran some water over my neck and chest, trying to cool myself down. I pulled my hair up into a ponytail before wiping the cum that was now making me uncomfortably wet from between my thighs. Getting dressed was a painful ride that i was sure to carry onto my shift at work later on. I took a deep breath before opening the door and sliding back out into the world, less horny but still feeling incredibly reckless.
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Johnnys POV
I unlocked the door to the apartment, sighing deeply as i still felt the scratches from earlier beneath my backpack. They had bothered me all day during my shift and I had half a mind to curse Eri out. I dropped my backpack to the floor, grateful to get rid of the weight and kicked off my work boots. I ran my fingers through my hair as i took off my hat, setting it on the hook by the door along with my keys. Jae was sprawled out on the couch seeming to have done nothing all day. “Hey dipshit.”
“‘Sup, asshole.” he replied.
“I’m fucking starving.” I announced as i headed over to the kitchen. I opened the freezer and took out the frozen pizza i had been thinking about all day. I had barely eaten since i had started my shift this afternoon and at this point i would eat everything if our fridge wasn’t so empty.
“Hey i got you something.” I heard Jae call out as i tore open the box and pulled out the pizza.
“What?”
“Look.”
I turned back to see a little plastic baggie dangling from his fingers. I rushed back to him snatching it up. “Fuck! Where'd you get this from? Matt?”
“Yeah, i managed to have enough for the good shit.”
“Thank fuckin' god because Josh kept giving us mostly stems.” I replied. “I'm gonna put some food in the oven in a sec, if you wanna share.”
He nodded. “What are you making?”
“Pizza, i dont think we have another one but ill double check. Oh, we need screens.” I headed into my room for a moment, grabbing my bowl off my dresser and searching for the screens i had….somewhere. I opened my drawer and moved some of my underwear around, searching for the stupid little envelope. “For the love of tits, where is it? JAE! You got any screens left?”
“Fuck if i know.” he called back.
Thanks for helping, asshole. I went to check my desk drawer, pushing aside some of my sd cards, lighters, and notebooks until I finally found the tiny manilla envelope with the mesh screens for the bottom of my bowl. I went back to the living room and handed them over to Jae. “You wanna get it ready? Im gonna put the pizza in.”
He sat up and grabbed his grinder that was on the coffee table. “Yep. Can we use your good lighter? Mine barely has any juice left.”
We always use my good lighter. I rolled my eyes and tried to hide my annoyed sigh. I couldn't be too picky. He did get me good weed after all. “Yeah, no problem, bro.” I left him to work and shuffled back to the kitchen, getting out a cookie sheet and slapping the pizza on it, sans plastic. I looked in the freezer to see if we had anything else I could whip up. There was some left over frozen fries and onion rings. I shrugged and dumped them onto the cookie sheet, shoving the pizza aside a bit. That was good enough. I tossed it in the oven and set the timer for like 20 minutes.
I sat down beside Jae on the couch just as he was lighting the bowl, taking in a big inhale before handing it to me. I did the same, waiting a bit before exhaling, my eyes resting on the rerun of Rick and Morty he had put on. I thought about telling him what happened between Eri and I this afternoon. We normally told each other about who we fucked but i felt like i wasn't going to hear the end of his bitching if I did. Oh well. I had a mental shrug before taking another hit. “So….i fucked Eri again today.”
“Damn, for real?” He looked over at me in disbelief, shaking his head a bit. “I knew you were whipped for her.”
“Fuck off, i am not. She’s just you know…hot.” As in ridiculously cute even though she was not the usual type i went for. “And she has nice tits.” As in they fit so perfectly in my hands and i wish i could hold them all day, that i could hold her all day… “And shes tight as fuck, to be honest.” As in, i could hardly give a shit about that but she feels so damn good that my mind just turns to mush when im inside her. “Oh, and shes good at giving brain.” As in, her lips are literally a gift to this damn world and all i could think about was kissing them...but also yeah, she gives good brain too.
“Damn, her pussy must be that special to end your one night stand streak then. What happened to ‘only get her snap or instagram so she cant call you’, or ‘only ask for nudes’, or ‘fuck her and leave and dont ever text her back’?”
“The dick wants what the dick wants, bro.” I said before taking another hit. I really wished she would get out my head. I was stuck with her though. For an entire semester i had to stare at the way she twirled her hair around her finger as she tried to look back at me and hope that i didnt notice. I noticed it all and it only made it worse. Everything about her was frozen in my head like a damaged vhs tape caught in the same scene. Even at work i was fucking up coffee orders because i would remember the little moans she made in my ear or some other gay shit. Sometimes i would think about tracing my fingers over her tattoos and seeing what other things turned her on. I hated this. I needed to separate myself from her. Sleeping with her again was a mistake.
“You good or are you just spacing out from the weed?” Jae laughed.
I blinked quickly and looked at him, suddenly coming out of my funk. I had no idea how long I spaced out for or however many hits i took. It was kind of an unconscious motion at this point. I laughed nervously trying to cover up that i had been thinking about Eri. “Oh yeah, haha. Shit's good. I'm gonna check on the food ok?”
“I think the timer went off.” He shrugged as he packed another bowl. I went to check the food, taking my phone with me. I was secretly hoping that i would have a snap from Eri. There was nothing. I should've been happy because it meant i could cut ties and not have her in my room again (or bathroom for that matter). But a feeling in my stomach kept tugging. It was if my gut was telling me to just take the chance and message her again. We barely talked otherwise. Even today i just left her in the bathroom because it was what i was used to even though I felt like I should’ve said more. That orgasm was fuckin’ insane-better than anything I had ever had before. Maybe one more little hook up wouldn’t kill me. No. I was starting to break my own rules.
I wanted to slam my head against the wall with all this back and forth bullshit in my mind. I needed to smoke more; until my head got foggy, my eyes blurry, and i could laugh this feeling away. I opened the oven and stared at the food for awhile, trying to gauge if everything was cooked without actually touching it. I cocked my head to the side, watching the slow bubbling of the pizza cheese and listening to the sizzle of the fries that were just starting to crisp.
“Is it done?!”
I stepped back from the oven, wiping away the sweat on my forehead that had started to accumulate from being in front of the heat for so long. I looked around for a potholder, finding it on the floor because Jae could never pick anything up. I pulled the tray out and grabbed a plate for myself. “Come get your own shit!”
I grabbed a knife and started hacking away at the pizza, trying to get it into slices. I was so focused on trying to unstick it from the tray i almost didnt notice the two quick vibrations that went off as my phone screen flashed on. I tried not to look at it right away since Jae was making his way over to the kitchen. If i didn’t play it cool he would go back to bitchin’ about me hooking up with Eri again. He started picking off fries from the tray, opening and closing his mouth to try in get cold air in, instead of waiting for it to cool like a normal human being. Meanwhile, I managed to get half a slice of pizza unstuck and dropped it onto my plate before joining it with some onion rings. I picked up my phone, making sure Jae was too engrossed with eating to see what Eri had sent me.
It was a picture of her neck and shoulders. The new hickies from today that had amassed into a weird purple splotch on her skin. Her caption was ‘can you not? I do have to go to work you know lol’. I smirked. Seeing them all over her made me feel something. Like i had marked my territory? Eww no. That sounded gross. Maybe i liked seeing a reminder of me on her? It was feeding into my thoughts of ‘maybe she was thinking about me too’. My thumbs hovered over my keyboard for a solid minute. I didnt want to sound like an idiot or worse, a desperate idiot.
Text me when ur free?
I hit send in the chat section then typed out my number. I never did that. Never fucking ever. I was kicking myself mentally already. She wasn’t going to text back. I set my phone in my pocket and pulled off more pizza from the tray and went to the couch, alternating between eating, smoking, and feeling my body start to give into sleep. “Dont sleep on the couch.” I yawned at Jae, seeing him start to slump over on the armrest.
“I’m chill. I had a productive day of not giving a fuck and staying home. Go snap your girlfriend.” he laughed.
“Go text yours.” I got up and shuffled to my room, slamming the door behind me. I tossed my phone onto my bed and took off all my clothes, kicking them towards the giant pile of laundry on my floor. I shook off a condom wrapper that stuck to my foot then fell face first into the mattress. My body felt heavy. I hoped i would stay asleep through the night this time and wake up not needing 4 Americanos to start the day. I felt a vibration through my bed and poked my head up from my pillow.
I guess im free
Dumbass
I immediately saved her number.
Cool
Slut
I could feel a smile start to form on my lips and i shoved my face back into my pillow. If i suffocated myself enough i’d end my misery. I wouldn't need to wait for my heart stop beating so fast if i was dead. Minutes passed by and there wasn’t another message. I waited just a bit longer, until my eyelids felt heavy and i dove deep into the void.
The void was sometimes peaceful but it never really lasted long. There were times where it shifted into an ocean and made me choke on the waters of my mental distress. Other times it was a sterile room, bright and menacing. It housed my body on a slab that couldn't move, my mouth wired shut and my inability to scream permeating my mind until all i did was panic. The worst of times it was a monster that sucked me back into a realm of corrupted childhood innocence and i could never escape the horrors of being chased. It felt so stupid that i could do all this to myself but never had a way to stop it. The fear was overwhelming, creeping through each nerve until all that was left was the suffocating silence and the streaks of tears on my cheeks that smothered me in emotions that were usually locked away and buried under time and ignorance. I was fading into a forgotten mess and still trying to claw my way up, reaching for absolutely anything that could pull me out.
“Hello?....Johnny?”
I gasped as my body yanked upright. My room was stuffy and heated. My sheets stuck to my sweat drenched body, clinging like a second skin. I looked down at my hands that were slowly coming into view as i blinked away tears.
“Johnny???”
I looked around in the darkness of my room. I had no idea where that voice was coming from. Was i just imagining things? Was i even actually awake? I spotted my phone, the screen glowing as it showed an ongoing call to Eri. I picked it up, trying to even out my breath. “H-hello?”
“Dude, its like 4am. Why are you calling me?” she sounded groggy and irritated.
“So-sorry. I uh...i think i might've rolled over onto my phone and dialed you. Didn't mean to wake you.”
“You sound out of breath. Did you call me while you're fucking someone?!”
“No...seriously i’m not. I-i-i gotta go.” I hung up instantly, not wanting to dwell in my weakness. I didn't need her to know about my suffocating anxiety forced night terrors. I didn't need anyone to know about those. I wasn't sure if i rolled over onto my phone or picked it up and dialed her in my sleep. I assumed i had done it more so on accident. Who knows how much thrashing i did this time. I laid back down, kicking off the sticky blankets and instead focusing on the dozens of messages i had missed in the group chat since i had fallen asleep.
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The Boys Group Chat
Jae: the king has been bested lol
Taeyong: ohhh shit what happened now?
Jae: the one night stand turned into another fuck
Ten: wait he fucked eri again????
Jae: 😂😂😂😂😂😂
Jae: yup
Ten: holy shit
Taeyong: holy shit is right
Taeyong: thats like...
Taeyong: i mean hes never done that
Jae: not since we became friends
Jae: its been like 2 yrs since we met too
Ten: oh how the mighty have fallen
Johnny: can yall not???
Johnny: like i can literally read everything youre sending
Johnny: i havent fallen anywhere
Ten: hell yeah you have. Youre literally trapped now
Johnny: im not fucking trapped. Its done and over with. Were not gonna fuck again
Yuta: ok bro whatever u say tbh
Johnny: get out of here yuta
Yuta: 👅👅👅👅👅👅
Taeyong: dont listen to them. Ten and yuta drool over her every time she comes near them. Theyre like addicted or something
Taeil: ive seen you commenting a few times on her ig ty. Seems like theyre not the only ones addicted
Taeyong: ive literally just liked a few of her posts! So fucking what? That doesnt mean anything!
Taeil: you were literally staring at her at the party
Taeyong: yeah because you were trying to do your innocent boy schtick!
Ten: ty no matter how much you want to deny it you want her too
Johnny: shes literally not that great. I was just horny today after class. Yall need to chill
Jae: ok but if you hook up with her a third time then we know ur for sure whipped
Johnny: fucking choke. Pls.
Yuta: once you get used to her she aint so bad
Johnny: im cool. Trust.
Ten: hes too vanilla for her lolol
Johnny: fuck off. At least i dont have to like strangle myself to get off
Ten: awww chokings fun j-suh. Im surprised she hasnt asked you to do it yet
Johnny: well i mean like
Johnny: she kinda leaned into my hand a bit
Johnny: on saturday i mean. But it was weird so i just moved it
Ten: lmaooooo pussy
Yuta: dude just do it. She just gets this look in her eyes and its fucking insane
Jae: can yall not right now? Im about to puke
Taeil: im sure shes fine having normal sex. You act like every waking moment with her has to be kinky
Johnny: i havent had any complaints yet either
Taeil: yet? As in youre actually planning for another time? Lol
Johnny: GOOD NIGHT ASSHOLES
ten: #whipped
Yuta: #johnnyiserisbitch
Jae: then what does that make u two?
Yuta: her fuckin doms, dumbass 😂😂😂
Jae: what does that even mean????
Taeyong: even i know what that means jae damn. How dumb are you?
Jae: its just weird! Idk!
Yuta: it means when ten and i fuck her we control everything about her
Taeil: jfc
Ten: its a gift what can i say
(Downloading picture)
Johnny: Yuta are you fucking serious rn bro?
Taeil: Did you really take a picture of her tied up and gagged?
Yuta: lmao yeah. why fckn not? its hot
Johnny: how many pics of her do you have?
Yuta: lol so fucking many
Ten: ive got videos too 😏😏
Yuta: i mean theyre all up for grabs in case you want em 😜
Taeil: dont you think you shouldn't be sending those without her permission?
Yuta: i can dm u them
Taeil: yeah tbh
Taeyoung: youre just as bad as everyone else
Taeil: 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️
Johnny: cut it out
Ten: boo yall are no fun at all
Yuta: anyway just dont fuck her again or else ull get trapped
Johnny: like you two are?
Ten: guilty tbh
Yuta: mood
Jae: yall need to sleep
Jae: asap
Jae: and stop bugging me
Taeil: mute the damn chat duh
Johnny: i gotta get back to bed too
Johnny: morning shift tomorrow
Taeyong: wack but same
Taeyong: ill see you guys
Ten: nighty nighty tae tae😚😚😚
Jae: ten ur gay is showing. No homo
Ten: literally all the homo. Anyway tell us again if you fuck eri
Ten: and ill let you know what happens on thursday ;)
Johnny: id rather not know and not fuck her again if ur gonna touch her
Taeil: i mean u basically already have so….
Johnny: shut up
Yuta: 😂😂😂😂
Yuta: dumbass
Taeil: im dipping out but ill let you guys know if she comes to the library ✌👅
Jae: eww dont talk about that
Taeyong: stop being such a kid and just go down on her
Johnny: off limits for damn sure
Ten: i'm telling you she wont keep you around if you dont
Johnny: good lets keep it that way
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rxynwastaken · 6 years
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Plushie - Jisung
lmao hello,, this is my first post on my account and a fanfic that i had in my drafts and i was like why not post it just for fun? it’s an x reader kinda thing and it’s bulleted so like hope you like it :D and im sorry if some things are wrong with the scenery i’m not from America so idk what the actual place looks like :’)) sorry again
[warnings; FLUFFY KIND? and some swearing mainly from me]
based on ‘Why Not The Dancer’ episode where Jisung was trying to get that bread plushie
oKay so to start things off, your beloved mother had asked you to go shopping for random shit that she wants from the stores
mainly bc your lazy ass never leaves the house and you had no choice but to agree bc she’d make you starve to death for not doing shit ygm
so you’re walking through the streets of LA
past that spinning rubix cube looking thing right
and enter the lil shopping centre through the area
you passed through some shops,,, looking at the things in display or going inside to check off the things in your list etc etc
okay here’s when it starts
you were walking down the hallway thing (idk what it’s called) looking at the list in your hands
you then passed the claw machine to the little toy shop next to it
once you were near to the entrance you hear an annoyed grunt to your left 
you chose to ignore it bc like,, it yo business and continued walking
tHeN you hear a lil whimper and a thud
at that time you would keep on walking but
you being the curious little sHIT you are turned around to see the commotion
and LoW AnD BeHoLd a blonde boy around your age slumped over the claw machine
you can sense the feeling of defeat around him as he looked at the toys inside with sadness
my poor baby :((
you looked at the claw machine and saw a variety of bread plushies inside of it
you giggled to yourself at how funny it was of him attempting to get the prizes but failing miserably
so you chose to lean against the wall behind him and watch
he pretty much spent most of his money trying to get the fluffy toy
he tried to shake the darn claw machine bc him, being an impatient child, wants hIS DAMN PLUSHIE >:((((
you noticed that he eventually gave up and walked away to the store next to you
‘maybe he’s going to buy something’,, you thought to yourself
yeah no shit
after he was out of sight, you decided to help him out
so you got your coins and inserted them into the machine
a few tries later yOU FINALLY GOT THE PLUSHIE
thanks to your siCC SKILLZ
totally did not lose your temper half way through and threaten a work to give you the piece of bread
so after celebrating that you got the plushie you ran into the store where you last saw the blonde boy
thankfully he was still there
you spotted him looking at different POP figures, studying each one individually
now that you got a proper look of his face
you were like,,
‘sHIT he cute, why did i waste so much money to give him this damn piece of bread’
you then noticed him move towards your isle
and like the alarm inside yOUR HEAD GOES OFF
sO YOU PANICKED BC HELLO?? CUTE BOY COMING AT 12 O’CLOCK
this caused you to dRop the plushie in front of him
Jisung looked down and spotted the plushie, wide eyed and then looked at you
you were freaking out inside bc BusTEd
so you smiled shyly and he did too
you bent down to pick it up and clutched it to your chest
an awkward silence caw caw caw was present between you two as you looked anywhere else but each other
eventually you cleared your throat, grabbing his attention
before reaching out to him with the plushie in your hand
he looked at you confused, so you explained yourself
‘i, uhh, saw you were desperate for this so i decided to help you out’
a light pink hue sat upon your cheeks as you looked down at your shoes
a similar effect happened to Jisung but you couldn’t even look at his eyes to notice
AWWW Y’ALL ARE SO CUTE
Jisung didn’t reach for it until like 30 seconds bc he had no idea what to do
once the soft fabric left your fingertips you finally faced him
‘uhh, thanks i guess’ he replied
oMg it was so awkward you actually wanted to choke yourself
you introduced yourself nonetheless and he said his name back
‘Jisung Pwark’
you noticed he also had a cute lil accent as he said his name, it wasnt obvious but it was there, and you swore you mELTed a little bc Jisung is so cute :((((((
n E WAY
after that awkward confident interaction
you both exchanged numbers bc why not and hung out a lil
and by hung out i mean he accompanied you throughout your shopping for your mum
and that’s how you and the iNFAmOus JISUNG PWWWAAARRRRKKKK became friends :)))))
thank you for reading this! sorry if it was bad, i wouldn’t mind some feedback or anything! thanks again lmaooo
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anyhao-archived · 6 years
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okay im finally getting around to posting this, tbh i had to take a few days to (rest) before i thought more about this lol. also sorry it’s so long, ill put it under a read more. ANYWAYS my vav experience, as follows:
so for the fan sign there was a Lot going on so i forgot most of it but.. barons teeth sparkled when he smiled lmao anyways st van was first and I told him he was my moms favorite and he went rly?? in a really cute voice and he just seemed so surprised, it was endearing
and then jacob... i don’t mess with him anymore. jk lol he was so freaking attractive but like in a Hot way? his smile was so nice that im pretty sure i garbled my words but i tried to tell him i really like love night.. and I was going to ayno and like idk if i was joking to myself or what but just loud enough i actually said, oh that’s lots of bling! and both ayno and jacob heard me, ayno laughed genuinely and jacob was like omg i can’t believe this idiot.. i don’t think i said anything to ayno, he seemed really uncomfortable so i didn’t want to bother him anymore. but his laugh was genuine i could tell, and for a split second i don’t think he was wearing his Idol Mask(TM) when he smiled. but that’s probably just wishful thinking lol
ACE I CANT BELIEVE HIM he looked so fucking good oh my god i got to him and i called him a Casanova and he went ayyyy with a thumbs up and finger guns and i wanted to die lmfao
when i got to baron he said my name but kinda pronounced it wrong but i corrected him, and he said it again. and then i told him my name rhymes with his and he said mine like four times in different ways trying it out and rhyming it with his stage name😭 HE DIDNT have to say my name that many times, god. his English was so fucking good holy shit and his pronounciation??? Amazing and he’s so handsome up close, like literal Disney prince handsome
ziu talks sooo much!!! I love it and he’s so good looking and kind and he shook my hand and ??? he said to enjoy the show and i told him to enjoy doing the show and he did like a shy smile kind of thing !! you could tell he was trying hard with the English i was rly proud of him
lou had a flower crown on and i complimented on it and he said my name so well and there was more with him but i forgot 😢
but that was just the fan sign lol so much other stuff happened... later during the show i nearly died bc of ayno.. they were picking people to go up on stage, right? and there was a girl in front of me also with her hand raised, like freaking out (maybe a bit too much?) and i was like okay she probably wants it so i kinda like.. stopped raising my hand and gestures to her? If that makes sense... he almost picked her but when he saw me be nice and let her have it, he literally stares at me and picks me, dead on...but someone random that he wasn’t pointing at like ROWS back walked on stage before we could realize it was me but that fucking eye contact i had with him made him SHOOT up my bias list lol now I have to rethink my entire order. im like 75% sure that he picked me because i wasn’t a crazy fan, like the girl in front of me was a bit much.. and obviously if i was willing to give it up im not that insane... ladies, it pays off to be a nice person!
AND JACOB WITH THE BABY please end me i fell for him so much like he’s almost overtaking baron that’s how much i liked him last night and how nice is vav that they tried to pick new people?? like they picked the fan boy, the little baby, the elderly lady.. and they even helped her to and from the stage 💗😍 AND SPEAKING of gentlemanly stuff there was a guy with a wheelchair during the snapshots in line for jacob and when they were done he personally pushed the guy in the wheelchair all the way to where the man needed to go. he breaks my heart and heals it simultaneously, he’s so underrated but still a genuinely and QUIET nice person.. he doesn’t do good stuff to be noticed. like when winter breeze was over, they had the rappers sing it too... but not jacob. i was so upset and he also didn’t do his solo song that i specifically told him i liked, but ayno did two of his. im not bitter at all what do u mean ??? 🤷‍♀️
i feel like more happened at the concert but i can’t think of much more, im sure other fan accounts will have it all. the only thing i can think about is the snapshots anyways lol
the group picture was ... interesting. the hi touch wasnt much except it reinforced my idea that ayno recognized me, bc instead of a high five he held my hand for as long as possible, probably an apology for earlier. i nearly died. the pic ended up looking awful but thats okay lol. then we tried to leave but i ended up going the wrong way, and a staff handed me roughly like actually grabbing my shoulders and pushing me in the right direction (which i did not appreciate, please chill, u just didnt tell us the right way to go...) and a few members saw that and didnt like either. ayno looked irritated but im sure  hes just irritated at everything at that point lol, lou and ace looked at me sympathetically, and i gave ace the happy bday present someone asked me to give to him. he was so surprised it was adorable.
OKAY, NOW FOR THE SNAPSHOTS: so i actually had 7 snapshots but ended up getting 2 with jacob and 2 with ayno instead of one with everyone (which.. if u look above is not a surprise lmfao) so the first snapshot i do is with baron, obviously.. and this ASSHOLE wants to kill me like... for everyone i tried to pick poses that werent too touchy bc a) im not comfortable w that and b) im sure they were all tired of being touched lol so i picked the one where you make fingerhearts while standing next to each other, but NOOOOO
baron decides he doesnt like that pose enough so he literally puts his hands on my shoulders, guides me to a position thats not only in FRONT of him but CLOSER TO HIM than i was originally!!! what the fuck!! thats not all after that he had to lean around me and basically like... he was so fucking close to me oh my god. he smelled so good i need to know where he gets his cologne. also lol when he moved me in front of him i was like... omg are u sure??? im kinda tall.. and he just laughs and smiles and leans into/around me. that picture of me looks so stupid bc i was so.. happy and Not Ready lmao
anyways i go to jacob next and do the e-t touch pose lol since like i said... didnt want touchy ones and he seemed amused that i picked that one. i wonder if it was one of the least popular ones? probably.. and GOD hes rly such a gentleman hottie like i rarely say h*t but.... jacob was hot. since we did the e.t touch pose we had to touch fingertips and (eyes emoji) not to have a hand kink or anything but hes got. really nice hands. long fingers. also lmfao he had long ass fingernails and i kinda joked with him like “youve got longer fingernails than i do!!” and he laughed and smiled at me. and okay i turn to leave like gotta have the next person go but APPARENTLY he wasnt ready for the next person yet...  i literally had to have the staff be like wait! jacob is saying bye to you!!! and i was like WHAT and turned around and ran back to him basically to say bye he was grinning the entire time and he waved his hand and held it up for (i thought) a high five but he grabbed it and i swear i fell for him right there. JACOB WHEN WILL U BE MINE godfjkdgd and i watched him for a little bit but he didnt say bye that enthusiatically to anyone else (that i saw, at least)
then i did the prom pose with st. van, it was adorable. you could tell he was rly trying to interact with everyone and idk what it is about him but i felt comfortable enough to actually do a Touchy pose (the holding arm pose, like prom yknow). we love an amazing leader~
oH i did one with ziu too!! i did the byung byung pose with the hands together and we both looked ridiculous lol. i dont remember much about him except he was so tall wtf taller than i expected.
at this time i keep looking at my pics and THE E.T PIC WITH JACOB??? makes me crack the hell up.... it had to have been fate, obviously. in the pic (from the camera flash, i guess) where our fingers were touching, it just SO HAPPENED THAT THERE WAS A FLASH OF LIGHT......... iconic. jacob n i are meant to be. so i get in line for him again bc i want to show him the pic, but by the time i got up there again i had forgotten. i was also like... ready for a touchy pose with him bc why not. i cant remember what pose i did with him or if anything happened, im sure i was in a trance then lmao. pretty sure he recognized me but i cant be sure. 
then i get in line for ayno and i have two snapshot tickets left, and the staff announces theres only a few mins left so i was like SHIT and figured id just do two with ayno bc i didnt wanna waste any. his line was so long and staff had to keep reminding ppl not to hug/touch him and i felt soooo bad. i picked poses that werent too close to him, and even those in the pic he looked like he was trying to not be close to me lol. i feel so bad for him, im sure he got a lot of weird fans that night. i think he recognized me (again) because he smiled genuinely like he was happy i was there. i think he appreciated that i picked poses that didnt require touching -- he probably had a Lott of that. when the second pic was being printed the staff member laughed at something someone said, but i thought she was laughing at my picture bc i take shit pics and i got offended for a second and so did ayno LMAO but then she explained and i said bye to him and he went back into Idol Mask(TM) and i think that was it. 
i also ate at ihop that night, it was great, we didnt get back to our hotel till after 2am, it felt so... young adult-ish to be out so late lmao. i was very proud at how everything turned out, i dont think i wouldve changed a thing
anyway, long story short: im in love with jacob, baron is a disney prince, ayno shot up my bias list (he was like... last lmao) and i appreciate him as a person. those three were the Big Three, but i still loved meeting the other members. 10/10 would recommend vav
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obviously what made hp The Thing isnt so much directly the content as peoples reaction to it esp since nobody cared about books back then (or not so much what was seen as british childrens literature, anyways) and anyways the way people have been constructing stuff around their enthusiasm for the source material has always been and continues to be the best part. seems like once every few months jkr says some bullshit but then i’ll also see some like little text analysis or joke or sick art from some random fan where its like hell fuckin yeah dude!!! like the collective fanalysis should be the new canon author now coz i mean....i mean honestly sometimes jkr says shit abt her own content where its like. did you even read what you wrote or
anyways the fans and their shit has always been the best part. for me when i think of myself of an hp fan im honestly like a fan of the fans. like dont get me wrong, i like the books and i like got caught up in the midst of the great like 3.8 yr break before the fifth book so i experienced all the subsequent Waits. and like part of it was that shit you had to be there for. and i wasnt there for a lot of it actually because i wasnt online enough or extensively enough to like experience the fansites side of things, much less participate in it, and i was only just 13 when the last book came out so its not like i had the options of older fans anyways. forever a touch bitter that for some fucked reason our parents figured that me and my 16 y.o. sister couldnt go to our local borders half a mile from home for the nerd party that wouldve been our first and last midnight book release! sure, the lifetime of abuse was shitty, but thats really why i disown my parents
anyhow, the point is, its pretty cool what all people did back in the day (and still do i guess but like man, when the books were still coming out. things were a thing.) like, the fansites, and the fact we owned books that were just chapter by chapter analysis of the books to make ootp/series predictions, and a book that was dh predictions, and that like some people’s hp thing turned into Their Thing. and shit theyre doing now was from what they were doing back in the day just coz they wanted to for hp and it was fun / their passion and whatever. and someone writing my immortal, which btw is an elaborate joke fic i swear to you. there were lots of good jokes, still are
didnt really set out to go anywhere with this and i clearly havent. it just speaks to me because the only reason im “creative” is coz i like to draw for things im a crap nerd for. so i respect other ppl doing these really passion driven in depth things just from being nerds for hp. making news sites and fan sites and bands and increasingly elaborate ongoing jokes until darren criss ends up on glee, speaking of elaborate ongoing jokes, Oh Shit
i mean i can be and am both a supremely depressed and passionate person and i really connect with people being passionate and earnest, who doesnt, and meanwhile people who are disengenuous or even just really all the time Cool and not in a rad way but in a like, totally unexcitable way, im just not gonna jive w you sorry. no sparks=no sparks
and then also i like hp and i think that what ppl were doing back in the day could be pretty great and i like that some people’s hp shenanigans contributed a lot to continued shenanigans and good for them, tbh. like that hp fanartist i used to know now like being one of those ppl whose art is their career and they’re fancy. and shit. good for everyone. and even if people arent fancy, there was just a lot of having fun and making cool shit that was directly fans to fans and just people doing actually real stuff that wasn’t involved in like capitalism man like shit for free or self sponsored productions of videos or bands or musicals and hell fuckin yeah, its a wasteland out here and there’s not often so much of a chance for people to just be doing shit coz they want to enjoy themselves and connect with other people. thats anticapitalist propaganda
and so anyways on occasion here i’ll see a short little text post or something and go hell fuckin yeah!!!! and jkr tweets something and we’re all like listen if it was just you i’d hate your creation completely by now alright. its always been these guys (gestures vaguely to nerds)
(edit sidenote: i do hate when ppl are like, really serious abt their house sorting though. like i’ll joke argue abt it but thats one hp nerd thing i can never get behind is like ppl who really consider it a major serious identity thing that theyre a ravenclaw or whatevs. like wtf dude. in general the only thing im mostly Serious about is that snape is a punkass bintch. which is pretty funny so)
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prince of cats
chapter one: if i profane with my unworthiest hand
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it been a journey to get here. i started outlining in november.... i'm really excited that i'm finally able to share it with everyone! this fic was inspired by two (2) posts. one of which was this video of salem the glittery cat
shoutout to everyone in the miracusquad who was online when i started talking about this! thank you for letting me idea bounce/dump, and thank you for being so supportive in general <3 shoutout to my @mlfanfiction​ fam for not yelling at me when they realize that i had many other things i was supposed to be doing in november. things that were not this fic.... i love you guys and finally, massive shoutout to @ladriened​!!! thank you for your endless support kc <3 
last quick thing! im going to be using these tags for this fic: 'proc ml' and 'prince of cats ml'. obviously i wasnt going to use poc and prince of cats is already used for half a dozen other things because...shakespeare
enjoy!!!!
Marinette hums to herself as she hauls her bag up on her shoulder and flicks off the lights in her apartment. For once, she got a decent amount of sleep and she actually ate breakfast this morning, so today is already better than most. Now if she can get the stitching on this new jacket done before lunch…
She pauses to check her phone as she closes the door behind her. Nothing surprising, nothing pressing. Alya confirming lunch like she does every week and insisting Marinette bring juicy gossip to the table. Marinette rolls her eyes as she turns the key in the lock. Fortunately, or unfortunately for Alya, work has been drama free lately. A nice breath of fresh air after a tense argument between two other designers that ended in screaming a few weeks ago. For days after, the workroom was stifling and awkward. Marinette is glad she has nothing to bring to Alya. Besides, Alya will have more enough to say on her own.
Marinette looks up in surprise as she spots movement out of the corner of her eye. She blinks as a black cat leaps up onto the sill of the window at the end of the hall. The cat sits up and licks it paw, shimmering gold in the morning light.
“Huh.” Marinette stuffs her keys into her bag and inches closer to the cat. A golden cat, that’s…odd. She didn’t even realize anyone on this floor had a cat. She glances over her shoulder as a door swings shut and someone swears. She sees the cat jump down from the window out in her peripheral vision and run toward the stairs. Marinette takes another step into the center of the hallway with half a mind to follow it.
Instead, someone crashes into her.
Marinette stumbles backward, her legs tangling with theirs. She groans as she hits the floor hard, banging her elbow on the ground. She winces as the person above her apologizes profusely.
“I-I’m so sorry, so sorry, I didn’t mean—”
Marinette stares at him, heart in her throat. His face is flushed and his blond hair falls in his eyes, eyes so green that spring itself would be jealous.
He stops talking and she forces herself to look away from his eyes. Instead she studies his coat, long and dark with impeccable stitching. She tries to come up with a price range for a trenchcoat of this quality to distract herself from the fact that his hands are bracing either side of her head and they’re incredibly close for two complete strangers.
“H-hi,” she stutters.
He blinks. “Uh…hey.” His eyes go wide as a meow echos through the stairwell. “Shit!” he whispers, scrambling to his feet. He runs a hand through his hair, making it puff around his head like a halo, and offers Marinette his other hand. She hesitates for a moment before taking it, letting him tug her to her feet. “Nice to meet you, I have to go!” he says as he sprints toward the stairs. He hooks onto the wall and skids as he turns the corner into the stairwell.
It takes Marinette a moment to realize her bag has spilled all over the hallway floor.
She tries to shake the stranger and his sparkling cat from her mind as she picks up her things and hurries to work. She drowns herself in fabric and sketches, but she can’t get his face out of her mind. When she picks up a pencil to work on a dress design, she finds herself itching to trace out his profile and the curl of his hair.
Marinette groans and puts her head down on her sketchbook. She’s twenty four! She’s a grown woman with a job and an apartment and a social life. She should be over the collège crush phase, but here she is. Obsessing over someone she hasn’t even exchanged names with. Strangers have caught her eye before, a smile making her heartstrings twinge or bright eyes causing butterflies to flutter in her stomach, but she hasn’t experienced something like this in years. All feelings and mush and sudden wooshes of emotion that make her feel like she’s floating.
This is ridiculous.
Marinette texts Alya, because she needs to be grounded, stat. She doesn’t have time to be moon eyed over a guy, no matter how tall and handsome.
From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful      Are we still on for lunch???      Like 1000000%??      (I know you confirmed earlier I just need like. Another confirmation sorry)
From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess      of course!!!      arent u at work? 
From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful      :P      Yes
From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess      something up??
From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful      Yes but Im saving it for lunch      The usual??
From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess      gotcha      yes!!      see u in a bit! <3
From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful      See you then!
Marinette puts down her phone and gives in. When she returns to actual work, the stranger’s face covers two pages of her sketchbook. 
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Thoughts of the stranger vanish from Marinette’s mind as Alya practically collapses in the seat across from her.
“Are you alright?” Marinette asks, reaching out to touch the back of Alya’s hand.
“I hate my job,” Alya groans. She drops her head down on the table with a thump.
Marinette rolls her eyes but pats the top of Alya’s head anyway. “You love your job.”
“Not today,” Alya mutters. “I’m going to set this entire article on fire.”
“That bad?”
“Yes. I just— words? Sources? Journalism? It’s all horrible.” Alya sighs and wallows for another moment before sitting up. “Didn’t you have something you wanted to talk about?” she asks.
The stranger’s eyes appear in Marinette’s mind and suddenly, under Alya’s gaze, it all seems incredibly trivial. Marinette knows Alya would willingly listen to her talk about the weather and be completely invested in the conversation, but she can see the way work is weighing on Alya’s shoulders. Marinette can feel it weighing on her own. She wouldn’t be lying if she said thinking about the stranger was a good way to procrastinate.
Marinette glances down at the menu, even though she already knows exactly what she’s getting. “Same as you; work. This new line is possibly going to kill me.”
Alya nods in agreement. “Right there with you, girl.”  
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Marinette stands in the hallway in front of her apartment for much longer than she usually does. Usually, she’s dead on her feet and ready to sleep. Recently, she’s been working longer and longer hours to work on the newest clothing line. But today she’s wired and awake. And has been standing in the hallway fumbling for her keys for almost ten minutes.
She shakes her head as she slides her key into the lock and twists it until she hears the click. She’s an adult, not a teenager. She needs to pull herself together. She also needs a glass of wine and Netflix. She pushes the door open and flicks on the lights in her apartment. Just as she’s stepping inside, the apartment door next to her opens and a tall, blond man steps out, holding a phone to his ear and keeping his eyes cast to the floor as he locks the door behind him.
Marinette scrambles to shut her apartment door, her heart beating in her ears. She feels like she was just caught staring, even though he hadn’t even glanced her way.
Right. So her immediate next door neighbor that she never bothered to meet is her handsome stranger from earlier. Of course. That makes sense, she knows almost everyone else on the floor.
She sighs and rests her forehead against the door. “You’re ridiculous,” she murmurs to herself.
She toes off her shoes, changes into pajamas, and collapses on the couch with her laptop, her tablet, and a glass of wine. The bottle sits on the coffee table in front of her and she’s sorely tempted to just drink straight from the bottle. The past few weeks have been overwhelming and dealing with a crush on top of it— 
Marinette isn’t sinking that low. Not yet.
(She hears Alya in her head insisting that drinking wine from the bottle isn’t a low point. She hears Alya say it as she hands Nino and Marinette their own glasses before taking a long sip from the bottle. “I feel like a teenager again,” Alya says with a bright smile and knocks the bottle against Nino’s glass.)
Marinette turns on the TV and chooses a show to start binging at random. Then she makes herself comfortable with her tablet and computer and lets her mind wander as she draws whatever comes to mind. Dresses and jackets start to form on the blank canvas of her screen. The swoops of skirts and the curls of hair. The straight lines and sharp curves forming themselves into clothes and people and expressions and accessories.
Marinette finds herself using an awful lot of green.
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